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A Daring Train Ride

by spikeyspike on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Bound to please The evening has been fun. We have chatted and joked all the time; you are looking hot in stockings, suspenders and your thigh high boots. My cock is straining and begs to cum, yet no one makes a move. I want you, but cant think of a way to start. Then I spy the blindfold, it’s a chance for me to live out a fantasy I have. When you leave t...

Change of Life

by narehme on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

When he arrived home from work he could always excepted to find three things to his satisfaction; first that his home would be clean and tidy, second that his dinner would be almost ready, and third that his wife would be in the bedroom ready to pleasure him before dinner. His lovely wife had always had things just so for him, he did not need to ask her nor...

Cum Sluts Anonymous 1: Ralph

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

I needed help! I was over the edge and no matter what I did I couldn't stop. I had to have it. It consumed my thoughts every waking hour and it haunted me in my dreams. The desire for it overrode all other concern; it interfered with my job, and with my relationships with others - if they couldn't help me get more of what I needed I had no time for them. Alc...

Breakfast of Champions

by DsMhousewife on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Well it's no secret that Mondays suck. But my morning routine for Monday is the saving grace of the week. It's made Monday one of my favorite days. We've been practicing a D/s relationship for almost a year now. The sex is amazing. The emotional connection is like nothing I have ever experienced. Over time, we've added a few rituals. Just to name a few, he p...

Melissandra Ch. 02

by Peccato on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Awakening I thought my luck would change with the ladies but it is still the same. No dates and no offers. Just the usual 'What is Doctor Zhivago doing in there?'. I am the onliest one who can enter his lab and I am loving all the attention it has given me. Still even though Dr Z has been busy with his new project for the past couple of months. No one kno...

Black Transsexual Power Games

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I give dick and my Black male bitches have to take it. No such thing as trying. You either take my dick up your ass or you don't. I smiled to myself as I thrust my ten inches of hard Black dick into the tight asshole of Richard Lucien. The big and tall young Haitian groaned as I fucked him. Well, that's exactly why he came to me. Like a lot of 'straight' Bla...

Shooters Hill Road

by Zark on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

I quietly cursed as the van I had hired from a local rental firm coughed and chugged and finally stopped as smoke plumed from the engine. Exiting the vehicle I was agitated, knowing now that it would takes hours for the AA to arrive and my morning would be wasted. I picked up my mobile phone and called the AA giving them my location in Shooters Hill Road, a...

The Story I'll Tell

by TantricNinja on Dec 31, 2018
Group Sex

And here is the story I will tell you the next time I am deep inside of you, my dear Fernandita. I'll be slouched on the couch with you riding on my hard cock. You can tell how turned on I am by you. My breathing, how hard I am and how I look at you with my eyes full of desire for you and your tight package... You are super wet, like you always get with me....

Me? A Cougar? Ch. 02 - Please Don't Stop...

by Tigger_Lilly on Oct 3, 2018
Mature

This is Part 2 of the story titled: Me? A Cougar? I never saw it coming... Thanks for reading, let me know if you get a turn on! [Bonus Turn On Tip: Have you ever been "Dick Blind?" Certain youngers are what I call, "dick blind", so hard and needful of release that his female partner is almost invisible, even though she is right in front of him virtually....

Wilda's Early Years

by Casperwho35 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Wilda Lark professional photographer; specializing in Nature and wildlife. This was what was printed on her business card. Wilda lived on the edge of the Hornsby National park. All she had to do was walk out her back door and down the hill to enter the park just a half a mile about the river. This area was heavy with all kinds of wild life which Wilda took...