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Mom's in Town Ch. 21

by 1sfshermale on Apr 4, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Returning to the room after the Sephora make-over, Christine took a seat in one of the luxurious side chairs and thought about her day. She had been thoroughly pampered, given a new pair of high heels and had a debauched afternoon. Her body felt a combination of electric excitement and total ease. It was a feeling of complete sexual saturation and the main p...

The Master Returns Home

by JonfromEssex on Jan 1, 2018
Erotic Couplings

This started as a phone text flirtation but developed into short tale. It might get adapted into a longer piece at some point but I thought I would share it with you for now. Enjoy. After a long day at work I return home and enter the room wearing a dark grey business suit and white shirt. I remove the jacket and sit down in the large leather arm chair. I t...

The Scottish Festival

by TANSTAAFL58 on Jul 3, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Author's Note: A quickie that takes advantage of people who wear their kilts correctly. Enjoy, and please remember to vote and comment! ***** Off to my left I heard the distinctive sound of a dozen cats mating at once. Either that or someone was trying to tune bagpipes. I turned in the direction of the off-key skirl. Yep, pipes. That's why Scottish Reg...

Spa by the Reservoir

by ErosInDisguise on Sep 5, 2018
Anal

Maddy, whose name was abbreviated from Madhav worked as an investment banker. It was a swish job for his times. Lavish office, fancy car, massive apartment, rich tastes, the works. He made good money. He had never made good use of the money though. He had neither the time nor the inclination to break momentum and take a vacation. His trusted secretary Vicky...

Ally Ch. 06

by BadJ on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Ally woke up in a strange bed late in the morning. She then realized she was naked. The pain in her crotch brought back a flood of memories. These memories were both erotic and terrifying. Lance and his buddies had pulled a train on her. They had filmed her getting double fucked, which was bad, by a black man, which was worse! Her father definitely did not a...

Seduction via Double-Chocolate Malt

by XXscribbler on Feb 6, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Chocolate Malts-Weapons of Mass Seduction A story by XXscribbler It was a malted milk that triggered the adventure with Jenessa. Chocolate, of course. With double malt. I was one of the senior academics on the international exchange excursion -- the visitors were all European graduate students and faculty. On that particular evening, as an exercise...

Household God: Bondage

by oggbashan on Mar 31, 2020
Humor & Satire

Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* The story so...

Elle Ch. 02

by pilotgal on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

He shoved the back of her head till her face was mere inches from the picture. She felt ashamed, like a bad dog that had just had an accident on the carpet and now its Master was pushing its nose into it. "Please no. I can't," she pleaded. "Look at it!" he boomed. His patience was running thin. He would not put up with her bullheaded behavior much longer....

Jack and the Rollercoaster Ch. 06

by Kezza67 on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Ally's flat was very impressive. It was open plan, all in minimalist style, with light oak wooden floors, leather couch, individual chairs, and glass-top occasional tables. There was a balcony from which the lights of the town could be seen about two miles away. I followed her into a kitchen of gleaming chrome and granite work surfaces, everything was pristi...

Edging Towards the Weekend

by MJKnight on Dec 2, 2019
Group Sex

I love Friday nights. Even though I am 50 years old I still get the same feeling I did when I was in grade 5 whenever Friday nights came along. Even with the job I have which eats into every waking moment, Friday nights are a reprieve. I can turn off the phone, close up my laptop, loosen my tie, kick off my shoes and just relax. With full knowledge that...