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Annual Corporate Meetings Day 02

by IndieGuy69 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As I started waking up, I remembered the text exchange between Jennifer and me. After grabbing my phone from the bedside table, I sat up and started scrolling through the back and forth. "Holy shit", I muttered to myself. I had never thought to myself that anything would actually happen, but through our text messages we had gotten each other off. I closed...

School for Scandal

by astral12 on Apr 22, 2025

“Hello there.” You open your eyes. The room you’re in is your room, but painted a uniform black. You can’t tell where the walls end and the ceiling begins. The only light comes from a rectangular hole where your door should be. “You’re in a dream,” the voice continues. “In case you were wondering.” It’s a woman. She looks about twenty five, and your eyes aut...

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Handjob on the Road

by Carnevil9 on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I stared at her fingers as they gently traveled up and down the length of the pale rigid shaft. They massaged, they stroked, they tenderly squeezed. She rolled its firm softness between her delicate fingertips, ensuring that it achieved a state of glorious perfection. Then she gently brought it to her lips, and stroked her tongue along its entire length. She...

To Serve and Protect

by linda_s on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Captain Linda Shannon stared out the window of her new office at the Jackson County Sheriff's Headquarters, where she was now the new Commander of the Narcotics and Alcohol Enforcement Division. Tears rolling softly down her cheeks as she clasped in her hand a yellowing photo of her son and daughter. Just than Carol Gibson's cheerful voice fill the air,...

The Jerk Off Folder

by yesplease17 on Sep 26, 2017
First Time

No one in high school compared to Kelsey. We were good friends but I couldn't deny that I was incredibly attracted to her. She had a cute face, with shoulder-length brown hair, big eyes, and an infectious smile. She was sweet to everybody in a genuine way. But as we got older and approached senior year, she just got hotter. Her shorts got shorter, her shirts...

Blood & Magic Ch. 05

by bbettyblambabam on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Normally, Kirstin kept her coffee intake to one cup at work. However, the morning after spending time with Sakeena led to her seeking her third. There was little she could do to concentrate with the anxiety she felt about Jessica revealing Kirstin's picture. Sakeena insisted it would be taken care of, but Kirstin was skeptical. Someone would have to have int...

Love's Harmony Ch. 02

by simply_cyn on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The first week, Jennifer worked her tail off running here and there, making coffee, making phone calls, working on external and internal mail for the company, and greeting visitors and clients that came into the office. At the beginning of her second week on the job, she inadvertently impressed the Marketing Director for the company. As she was bringing him...

Moriah Teaches Sex Ed

by MarahMoriah on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The alarm clock went off and James reached across the bed in exhaustion from last night's exploits. Moriah twitched and moaned in her sleep, her body begging her not to get up. James shook Moriah awake after waiting five minutes. "Honey, it's time to get up. Today's the big day, and you are going to be late if you wait any longer." Moriah growled and lifte...

Web Mistress

by webwarrior on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

SARAH As I've grown older, I've notice I've started to become a bit of a dirty old man. Actually, I'm not that old, early 40's. I've been married for 20 years, to the same woman, but our "romantic" lives together have pretty much ceased to exist. Actually it began the day we got married. Before we were married, the sex was great, sometimes 3-4 times a day....

Tech Problems in Grand East

by spinningwheels2 on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

I glanced at the heart-rate indicator, and saw 145 climb to 150. I hung my head, closing my eyes, my legs pumping furiously as sweat dripped from my elbows and forearms to the puddles that had already formed on the floor below me. Ten more minutes. The bike would push me through another simulated hillclimb, where I'd probably hit my maximum heart-rate, and...