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Kerin On The Boardwalk Ch. 02

by DerrickDude on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Kerin and I walked hand in hand and side by side. As we were walking towards the boardwalk I reached into the front of the backpack and pulled out a new black leather leash with a studded handle that she recently bought for me as a gift. I showed the leash to Kerin as we walked. She had an immediate look of concern in her eyes as she raised her brows and the...

Caught In Pink Panties

by NikkiCD on Sep 13, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I just got home from work at the local coffee shop; it's around 3 in the afternoon, about the same time I get home every day during the week. I recently graduated from high school and I'm working this job until I decide what I'm going to do next. I live alone with my mom, my father left us when I was 11 years old, and I'm 18 now. My memories of Dad are that...

At Work with My Cock

by kylewhitney on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

It's been a very long time since my last installment, so forgive me if I'm a bit rusty. Thanks again to everyone who has taken the time to send me feedback in the past, and I look forward to hearing what you think of this latest perverted tale. * I stand in the shower rubbing my soft soapy cock with both hands. The hot water hits the back of my neck, runs...

Out For a Bite

by dalva69 on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

"A night on the town," they said. "That's all you need," they said. So I get all dressed up. I feel sexy in my black thigh length skirt and my black button up sweater. I've decided to show some cleavage so my sweater is unbuttoned to down between my breasts. My black heels are of moderate height so I won't break an ankle. Of course, under my sweater is a bl...

The Gift

by Ed0613 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter I I was 19 years old when my father gave me "The Gift." At that time I didn't know what it was and didn't know what to do with it, but it didn't matter. I respected my father and did what he told me to do. We were an unusual family, my father was a full-blooded Seminole Indian but didn't live with my Anglo mother and myself in Jacksonville, Florida...

Mom's Friend Helps Me Out

by goodnnnight on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

On reaching 18 and having had a big party, and then securing a place at university I felt things couldn't be better. But whilst I studied in a seemingly male dominated year and location I began to have envious feelings for those I'd left back home. Most of my friends were hooked up with girls, some that I'd even wanted to get hooked up to myself, and here wa...

One Night with Carrie Ch. 01

by deepblue32 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'd like to thank everyone who commented on and voted on my description of the night I spent with Abby and Louise a few months ago. It was great to get such positive feedback and to hear about how much you all enjoyed the story. It was also great to hear from so many lovely women, and to receive so many offers to develop further storylines! Unfortunately I'...

Intern Turns Up The Heat Ch. 02

by jaysandman44 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Sorry Part 2 has taken so long, life happens. Please read Intern turns up the Heat for background on this story. I hope to write part 3 soon, let me know if you have an idea of where the story should good. ********************************* As Jay entered his Manhattan apartment, he felt his heart rate begin to pick up. He knew that for the first time in h...

Sharing My Love Ch. 2

by me3957 on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

When I entered the building Donald was waiting by the elevator. He greeted me with "Good morning sweet thing. You are as beautiful as ever." "Hi Donald," I responded. "You have expressed an interest in seeing me sometime, do you still want to?" I asked. "Do I want to," he exclaimed. "This is like dying and going to heaven." "Would it be convenient to meet...

Dead Things Need Love Too

by Darkestkiss on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

The young man, brow furrowed and glasses perched low, bent over the table. His scalpel gleamed in the low light as he sliced through flesh and sinew. A thick tube was twisted with some force into the opening he created, allowing a dark viscous fluid to ooze toward the drain. Mr. Walker didn't move, but that was expected. Corpses tend not to do that. He turn...