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Jess Pt. 06

by AndreaJordan on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Tom woke to find that he was still lying face down on Jess's double bed between the two sleeping sisters with his neck still chained to each of their waists. He eased his naked body up into a kneeling position and tried to lift his head up from the white sheet. He had only lifted his head a few inches, when the chain pulled tight around Jessica and Lisa's na...

The Cruise Ch. 05

by Hidden_Submissive on Apr 16, 2018
BDSM

I remained bound in the dark for quite some time. With nothing to stimulate my senses, my mind begins to wander, and I start to reflect on the evening. It's been challenging, to say the least, but rewarding as well. My bound aching cock seems to agree, as it leaks copious amounts of pre-cum onto the cold tile floor beneath me. My face smells of sweaty ass, a...

My White Trash Life Motherfucker Ch. 01

by DickThePimp on Jan 15, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Fucked up fuck parody series alert WARNING : The most offensive and depraved fuck parody series ever written... Read at your own risk... If you're not offended then you're one of my fans motherfucker... I approved this fucking message... Read on motherfuckers... This series replaces the White Trash For Life series... Pussy + Moonshine = Life... FUCK YEA...

The Extra Health Test

by loveolddick on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Philip Wales stands at the center of the VIP room. The beautiful view through the window - the grass, garden, lake and mountain far away - is so familiar to him. As one of the founders of this hospital, he had wandered most all the state before choosing this location. Originally, he built it for altruistic reasons and never dreamed he would depend on it for...

Sex and the Mature Man

by DG Hear on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

This is a short story about an old man and his sexual thoughts. No sex other then thinking about it. Again I would like to thank 'Techsan' for his editing. * I have a problem that faces many older men. I don't care if you're in your late fifties or late sixties, you might have this problem also. No, it's not erectile dysfunction but quite the opposite. I...

Samuel X Tops Mistress Kia!

by Samuelx on Aug 29, 2017
Fetish

What's up, people? My name is Kia Holbrook, and I'm a gal with a wickedly hot story to share with you. I'm a tall, curvy and sinfully sexy African-American dominatrix living in the City of Gaithersburg, Maryland. Southern belle of the curvaceous and proudly Black persuasion, born and bred. I recently married my favorite bisexual Haitian-American stud, Samuel...

Dark Angel Ch. 03: The Ride

by ReiverToo on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Agreeing to lick Angel's ass and actually doing it, I found, were two different things. Between my mouth and her asshole were two significant obstacles . . . her dick and her balls. I'm kneeling painfully between her legs in the cramped confines of the Town Car's floorboards. I'm trying not to interfere with her safe operation of car's pedals. And I'm trying...

The Homewrecker Ch. 03

by Rimcrim on Mar 5, 2018
Fetish

"Is everything alright Roger? You haven't been the same lately. We haven't had sex in almost a month, and when you come home you're always exhausted and smell like shit," my wife said nervously. I sighed. What could I tell her that I hadn't already said? That a cruel latina woman with a monstrously big ass was making me cum multiple times per day? That she...

Mike & Irene

by ClosetFetishist on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Mike, waiting on his knees, sat, head somewhat bowed, in front of his front door; he awaits his mistress, his love, Irene. A collar sits lovingly-snug around his neck. The couple hadn't been married long, just a few weeks; they were still working out a living situation for the both of them. The distance, so unfamiliar to the pair since they'd met, depressed...

Veterans' Day

by mascaife on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

The red ball of the sun sank slowly through the purple clouds and behind the distant trees. The old soldier sat quietly watching the sunset. Reflections from the gold aviator wings pinned on his threadbare robe flickered along the wall with each raspy breath. It was the same scene he had watched for years. The young blonde nurse always stood in the backgr...