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Husband Is a Fuckboy

by cockwhores on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I told you how my husband worships my bald pussy and loves to suck and lick my asshole. And how, when we got our sex toys, it turned us both into cockwhores. After that great fuckfest and me coming 5 times with my husband, we had another hot sex fest. The next day was Saturday so we had the whole weekend to play. In the morning we took a shower together. I...

Sleeping with Beauty Ch. 02

by IvarHakuse on May 16, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Wherein Prince is positioned to meat I mean meet Mum and Dad! (Bedtime tales for sweet and happy wet dreams) Prince had set out looking for the royal ensuite shower after dumping all his clothes in a pile. Knowing that all were fast asleep, he felt safe enough to walk around totally naked. His jaunty gait reflected the now accomplished mission of finding a...

Self Sucking College Boy

by cockwhores on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

When our new next door neighbors said their nephew was going to stay with them this summer, I didn't realize it was May and that he was in graduate school. I also didn't realize they were going to be out of town most of the summer and that Drew was such a stallion stud. I saw him the day he moved in. He had a great, tight toned body, long dark hair and a gor...

Serving My Ex-Wife Ch. 2

by Anal Slave on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Well a year has gone by now and my ex-wife has me trained very well. We haven't had sex in over 6 months, except every morning I eat her hairy cunt. She told me she keep's it hairy now because it tends to hold the smells of her previous night's fucks as well as the cum a lot better then when she kept it shaved. As usual, today was no exception. It took me an...

Story of Sissy Submission

by Sissy_Kimmie on Sep 25, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

He had taught how to suck cock. He had shared my mouth with others at the adult bookstore. He had taught me to dress like a sissy. We had been meeting on and off for years. Sometimes we would go a year without meeting and then I would get the urge again to be his slut. Over the past couple of months, I had met him at the local ABS to suck his cock. But I jus...

Calling Her Bluff Ch. 1

by RomeoDT on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

Don and Cindy have been together for 18 years and were very close. They trusted each other very much and knew they could tell each other anything. Therefore they loved to talk about their fantasies while they made love to each other. They talked a lot about swinging with a third person and also with another couple. One of Cindy’s biggest fantasies was to...

Cuckold For My Wife & Her Sis Ch. 01

by Anal Slave on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

This story is how I met my wife Susan and how Susan and her sister fucked me and abused me. It all started back when I was eighteen I had two women that lived next door to me and they loved to fuck and suck all the men around the neighborhood. I remember the first time I watched the oldest one Susan, give her boyfriend a blow job out by the pool. She had hi...

Lisa, My Loving Wife

by quutoo on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Once again this is for those readers that enjoy a nice, hard, swollen juicy cock to suck, while sharing it with the love of their life, their Loving Wives. * I had been engaged to Lisa for a year. I felt that I had the most beautiful wife in the world. In reality, and to be completely honest, She was what most men would call mousey. Lisa was twenty two. Sh...

Life Of A Submissive Male Slutwhore

by Anal Slave on Aug 17, 2017
Fetish

I am a submissive, cross dressing, oral, anal, slut whore. I am owned by a Dominant, kinky, strap-on Mistress. Another, Mistress and Master that trained me to give men and women sexual pleasures sold me to her about 3 years ago. I can suck a pussy as well as a cock or both at the same time. I love to be taken anally and can get my Mistresses fist all the way...

Slave Fantasy Ch. 01

by PrevertedMe on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

He had never been with a black woman before, nor had she ever crossed the racial line . . . until now. Sitting in the stiff backed chairs, a bottle of wine and two glasses on the little table, they made small talk while waiting for the motel room's air conditioner to clear the staleness. They had spent the evening dancing, their bodies pressing into each ot...