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Julie's Pantyhose Sex Ch. 15

by SylviaG on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

I cuddled into Alan on the sofa that evening. He had made me go topless as soon as we got home. He spent some time tormenting my big tits like he loves to do. "Are you worried about your mum?" "She'll be OK. Barry will look after her," I said pulling down his zip. I caressed his cock in my hand. He did his usual trick of pretending not to be interested, e...

Without You I Have Nothing Ch. 25

by JAScooter on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

In the darkness of early morn, Peter lay awake, thinking of the day ahead. Yes, his sisters had told him they had arranged helicopter transport to take them up country. Yes, he was prepared and yes, he was with his wife. Looking at the clock he realized it was almost time to leave. He nudged Jennifer until she groaned, "Let me sleep, I'm so tired, just let...

Turkish Princess For Somali Man

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I've been everywhere in this cold-ass country, and sometimes, I honestly wish my parents had kept their asses in Somaliland. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Omar Muhumed, and I am a brother going through hell these days. The Yukon is definitely no place for a Black man, I'll tell you that much. I work for a logging company in Dawson City, on...

Indonesian Princess For Black Stud

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Is there something wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Every time I see a pretty gal walking by wearing a Hijab I get an instant boner. The name is Lucas Abdullah Wallace. I was born in the City of Odessa, Texas, to a Jamaican-American father and Lebanese Christian mother. My parents, Esther Abdullah and Luke Wallace met while at the University of Housto...

What do You Want Me to Do?

by foxtrot99 on Sep 25, 2018
Anal

Many years ago, I was fortunate to marry a submissive and very sexually adventurous 22 year old with a firm and very desirable body. She was not inexperienced, although her liaisons had been fairly conventional, albeit in a liberal age. Prior to our marriage we indulged in an active and promiscuous sex life. At that time, she lived in a nurse's home, where s...

Hijab and Heels Ch. 01

by dominantKhan on Oct 10, 2018
Loving Wives

Overpowering everything, her values, her loyalty, even her fears, her half clothes body was completely dominated by instinct, rationality stifled by lust. Hard heavy monster, so unlikely of her husband, kept smacking her sloppy wet cunt; creating a vulgar THUP THUP slapping sound that combined with her groans of pleasure had filled dark living. "Oh! Ohh! Oh...

Muslim Exhibitionist from Karachi

by realniceguy on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I met my wife in Karachi in December 2012. Like most couples who wed through arranged marriage, we met briefly in the presence of parents, uncle and aunts. Within a week, we found ourselves in an elaborate marriage with all the pomp and were then whisked off to a resort hotel for a night of consummation. This, while in reality still strangers beyond a bold p...

Conquering Columbia

by desi_launda on Oct 31, 2018
Interracial Love

The first encounter between Ali and Eva was memorable to say the least. Ali had fucked Eva even before he introduced himself. The friendship between the dashing Pakistani and a sultry Columbian was not ever going to be normal. The two had always tried to show other the best their country had to offer. With Ali's exotic good looks and Eva's sultry Colombian b...

Mistress Vavi

by justincbenedict on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Desmond Carne looked worshipfully at Mistress Vavasour across the table at the Paincafe, Buttermilk Falls's restaurant that served the kinky set. Vavi was so delicious, her impudent curls bouncing around in the close crop on her head...She grinned at Desmond as she speared her last asparagus. "What's on your mind, Desmond?" Mistress Vavasour asked. "Rememb...

Bablee Ch. 04

by StoryTeller07 on Oct 14, 2017
Fetish

Taken to her boyfriend's home Two months went by very quickly and an eighteen-year-old Bablee, was enjoying the high life in Los Angeles. She'd decided to call herself Daliya, then found most of her new friends couldn't pronounce it, so shortened it to Daly. Although too young, she dressed well in an older style, which gave her access to certain night clubs...