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Cleaning Up

by captivate on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chadwick knew it was the day for the cleaning lady. Pearl came Tuesday without fail, making his messy home clean and shiny once again. This miracle occurred every week and he loved it. He lived in squalor the rest of the time, but Tuesday night was his night to inhale deeply and enjoy his home. Pearl was due within the hour. She was a sweet, old woman who h...

Shaving

by Hooligan21 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Are you ready?" Julie asked, pulling out a kitchen chair. "You sure you want me to do this?" The grin on her face told me she really didn't want me to say no. "Of course baby. I told you its not that hard. I trust you," I replied. The smile on her face got bigger as she glanced down at the chair beckoning me to take a seat. As I sat, she dashed into the...

Donna’s Office Affair

by Big Gunz on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

Sebastian could tell that she was upset, but was not quite sure if he should attempt to console her, or for that matter, exactly how he would go about approaching her with an offer of comfort. He had seen the despondent expression she had been wearing on her face all night and thought that she looked like she might be about to cry when she excused herself fr...

Karla - A Self Confessed Slut

by geronimo_appleby on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I've always been promiscuous. I adore men. I adore their cocks. I've opened my legs for more men than I can remember. Not that I'm keeping any kind of score, but I've been fucked by plenty. Slut is a name I've been called in the past. I love the sound of that word. I love the way I can roll it around my tongue, just like I roll a big cock-head around my tong...

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

by Blueboyrobert on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

They say that time can be a cruel master, and often they don't know just how right they are. It had been a little over a month since Ken had seen Brooke. It really isn't much time in the grand scheme of things, but to be separated thus from one's lover, soul mate, best friend, and support system can make anyone feel like the world is closing in on them. As...

Alison's Day Off

by TwoBits on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

It didn't matter that she was married, or she had kids. It didn't matter that she was a vivacious, exemplary soccer mom that liked to bake goods and watch after the kids in the neighborhood to get in good with the other parents. It didn't matter that the only reason I knew her was because I stumbled across her babysitting ad one weekend because, let's face i...

After the Move...

by tubatitan88 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

They were bringing in the last few boxes from the truck that they had driven across a few states. Jane stood at about 5 foot 3 with an athletic frame, beautiful 34C tits, and a wonderful ass. She had shoulder length chestnut hair that seemed to tinge reddish in the right lighting. Right now she looked exhausted, a little sweaty, her hair was messy, with loos...

787 Amethyst Dr. Pt. 02

by CaspianTern on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Cliff Connor stood in the living room of 787 Amethyst Dr. He stood completely speechless in his blue jeans and white T shirt. A six pack of beer was in his left hand but this was completely irrelevant at this particularly awesome moment. Mandy Rivers, the 42 year old fifth grade teacher from whom he rented a room from was standing in the living room. She l...

A French Resistance

by Bobbyfom on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

His body hits the hay, and is soaked up like a stone in wet sand. Lying on his back, his chest heaves with exhaustion. He groans. A minute passes. His breathing calms. One eye is bruised shut but the other opens marginally, with effort, readjusting slowly to the gloom. The barn's roof is high with dusty light peaking through in shafts. His eye shuts. Slowl...

A Trickster's Life in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Reginald, if you don't have a thousand dollars for me by the end of this week, I'm evicting you, and I swear that I'm tossing your belongings outside," said my landlord, Mr. Jacobs, and I looked at the smug, bespectacled little old white dude, and flashed him a grin a shark would recognize. Must have had the desired effect for Mr. Jacobs flinched, and I all...