Natalia Dyer Stories

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Sexy Toilet

by MichelleMcFarland on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was at home sitting on the toilet trying to shit when my girlfriend came into the room to sit on my lap. She had a casual smile on her pretty face. Her dark hair was short and choppy but definitely not butch. She had a long lean body of Russian extraction with a puggish little nose. My heart aches for her because she does things like lean over and singing,...

Mistress Bianca Belier of Haiti

by Samuelx on Oct 15, 2017
BDSM

"I don't know what the big deal is, yeah, I'm a Haitian dominatrix, and yeah I fuck a lot of brothers, shoot, a lot of brothers like getting fucked," Bianca Belier said, taking a long drag on her cigarette before exhaling sharply. The young Haitian woman leaned back on her throne-like chair, deep in her basement, speaking directly to the camera. Out there in...

Natalia and Her Wolf Ch. 05

by LuvKaiLynn on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

I want to give a special special SPECIAL shout out to Fa_JF!!!! You made my day. Your words touched me. I loved the advice you gave me. I will definitely take it. Actually, everybody that sent and sends me feedback I love it. I hope you guys don't think I ignore it; it's just that sometimes, well most times, you guys send it anonymously so I can't reply to i...

Emily's First Taste Pt. 03

by Providence9142011 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 20 As the others continue their passion filled fucking around them, Emily and Jonathon, slide over to one of the leather easy chairs, and pass the time as observers. Emily, not willing to let the game stop, kneels beside Jonathon as he gently caresses her hair. Her knees spread slightly, hands behind her back, breasts pushed out, and nipples still h...

Broadening Her Horizons

by NaughtyDisobedience on Jan 15, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Bateau Parish LA was the epitome of Small Town USA. While people puttered in and out of the five-n-dime, they carried their heads high with a knowledge that their little haven had remained just as it had been meant to be. The pace was slow; the sun was warm; and the status quo was never tinkered with. Cobblestone walks and handcrafted benches were the norm i...

Some Debts are Better Paid than Forgiven

by Yesarub on Jan 13, 2018
Loving Wives

I have a lot of "unfinished" work on this site, so I probably shouldn't be starting another one. Alas, I don't have much control on where my Muse takes me. I may continue this one some more, or go continue work on a few of the others. I do hope to be writing more in 2018 than I did in 2017. ********** ********** ********** Chapter 1: The Debt Collector Cal...

The Operative: File 05

by SizeQueenSupreme on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

(Fans of my work should check out my new Blog, Link available in my profile page) The Specialist was in my line of sight. Natalia broke visual contact abruptly, running for the exterior wall that surrounded this little fort. Her movements were deft, graceful, like a lynx with soviet gymnastics training. She pivoted off a wall using some Parkour move....wha...

Discovering My Girlfriend Ch. 6

by Scotsdude on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

We both woke with a start when we heard it go. James quickly fixed my makeup and I his. Then we drank each other’s piss. I couldn’t recognise the voice until the last minute, when it was outside our door. It was my mum! I panicked, what was I going to do? If my mum saw me like this she’d through a fit, no way would I live it down! James didn’t real...

Natalias problem(s)

by Fad0x on Nov 29, 2017
Transsexual

About Natalia: Natalia is a 18 y/o girl and a single child to two very loving but annoying parents. The father works most of the time and her mom is a basic housewife that does a lot of voluntary work. Natalia is a brown haired 5’4’’ girl with beautiful green eyes and some nice DD cups and a round, filled out ass complimented by a flat stomach. All boys in h...

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Ray Ch. 01: Control

by SyptemberSmyth on May 2, 2018
BDSM

He peeled off his black shirt, pulled it over his head then dropped it onto the tile floor. He pulled his badge off his belt, then his gun, setting both down on the counter next to his sink. Off came the beige pants, left in a heap on the floor. It was time to wash away the vanilla day that had left his skin tainted, as it often did. The mirror was already...