Mutter Stories

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Neuorganisation Kap. 01

by Gesa on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

0. Einleitung Es war Sonntagabend und er war früh genug heimgekehrt, um noch ausschlafen zu können. Herbert Meyer öffnete die Tür zu seinem respektablen Apartment und entledigte sich vergnügt pfeifend seiner Jacke. Er betrachtete sich zufrieden im Spiegel. Er sah zwar die ersten deutlichen Anzeigen von ergrauenden Schläfen in seinen dunkelbraunen Haaren und...

Friday's Surprise

by sammies_place on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

It was stupid to get caught. The object of my desire is tall, blonde haired, blue eyed and ripped with drool inducing muscles. His morning routine consists of greeting the sunrise by pushing back his curtains, reclining on his bed, and watching whatnot on television. All of this is done in a one piece - naked as the day he was born - birthday suit. My res...

Homework Assignment Ch. 01

by coleswhore4 on Apr 25, 2018
BDSM

It was about 9 p.m. when I clutched and rolled into his driveway. I liked it right away- especially when two dogs came running to meet me. I parked in the open garage and slung my bag over my shoulder, and walked to the open barn door. "Hey stranger." I couldn't help but smile at seeing him again. The tension wasn't there yet. He smiled his winning smi...

My Detective

by bj_mistress on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The texting has been fun. The reality of all our words coming to fruition hits me full force as I walk from my car towards the station. I'm carrying coffees, an innocuous visit to you at work. My stomach knotted with nerves, I open the front door and walk to the reception desk. "Welcome to 44 Division. Can I help you?" The smiling uniformed officer asks me...

My Brother's Ghost Pt. 04

by Kantarii on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Standing beside Scott's Camaro with the door propped wide open, I'm utterly flabbergasted as my jaw drops. In my hand is the pair of red satin panties stolen from my hotel room last night, covered in cum stains. I want to vomit at the very sight of them, let alone think about Scott masturbating on my panties. The longer I look at them the madder I fucking ge...

Die Geschwisterparty

by Larsiboy on May 3, 2018
Non-English (dated)

//Hey, das ist meine erste Geschichte hier. Ich freue mich über euer ehrliches Feedback, Tipps und Hinweise von eurer Seite aus. Ihr könnt gerne eigene Kapitel hinzufügen wenn ihr Ideen habt. Ihr könnt mir auch gerne eure Wünsche schreiben, dass ich sie in die Geschichte mit einbauen kann. Natürlich ist das alles nur eine Geschichte und erscheint manchmal et...

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Detektivin Holmes

by Larsiboy on Jan 11, 2020
Non-English (dated)

Hallo. Ich würde mir wünschen das alle Leserinnen und Leser sich gern an mich wenden, über Kommentare oder direkte Nachrichten, was ihr euch in die Geschichte wünscht oder welche alternative Wege es geben soll. Auch wenn ich einen der Fälle weiter ausbauen soll. Wer selber Kapitel schreiben will kann es sehr gerne machen und sich im Zweifelsfall an mich wend...

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Binding My Slut Ch. 01

by dchapleaux on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Author's Note: This story is a prelude to the "slut's surprise" story, which falls between the main story and the Epilogue. Parts 2 and 3 are already written and are processing through final edits for posting shortly after this one. Please read Part 1 here. Thank you for reading! I quietly come into the room and see you lying on the bed, facing away from...

The Professor Can't Get Enough

by realcitykid on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'm in my office, and it's 45 minutes before class, and I'm horny as hell. I've been playing with my cock on and off, thinking of how very nice it would be to have a nice young honey here to bend over my desk and play with. Finally, you knock on the door, wearing a very short skirt and a button-down blouse. You notice the bulge in my pants and flash a wicked...

Woche der religiösen Zucht

by gurgel on Dec 4, 2019
BDSM

Ich wachte auf und sah das Morgenlicht durch das Fenster kommen. Mit einem Stöhnen rollte ich mich auf die Seite und vergrub meinen Kopf unter der Decke. Aber es war alles umsonst, als ich hörte, wie Mama aus dem Flur heulte und sagte: "Komm schon, Engel. Du kommst zu spät zur Kirche." Ich seufzte. Mit einem tiefen Gefühl des Bedauerns drückte ich...

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