Sermoneta Gloves Stories

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Stories with people Naive

by Fantasma13 on Apr 22, 2025

Different stories with people who for some reason havent sexual knowledge. Note: this story is set in public mode! (English is not my language and I am not good with English but I hope you like the idea of writing stories here) All stories contain a character who takes advantage of other people's naivety with deception and perform netori (cuckold) Is my firs...

Historias de gente ingenua o credula (Naive)

by Fantasma13 on Apr 22, 2025

Diferentes historias con personas que por alguna razón no tienen conocimientos sexuales. Nota: ¡esta historia está configurada en modo público! (El inglés no es mi idioma y no soy bueno con el inglés pero espero que les guste la idea de escribir historias aquí) Todas las historias contienen un personaje que aprovecha la ingenuidad de otras personas con engañ...

Anointment: The Fall of Ash House

by James Cody on Jul 17, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

NOW Jesse watched as Delilah swung her ax with amazing power for a girl with such a small frame. The wood split instantly and he was quick to pick up the halves and toss them onto a pile resting in the sun before he took another log and placed in on the stump. Delilah gazed at him, her tone arms and chiseled shoulders flexing from the sleeveless shirt she...

Partings by Thomas Dean

by thomas_dean on Jun 1, 2020
Loving Wives

There are times I wish a moment could last forever. An early morning dreary, we—Jerry and I were standing, facing each other, in the middle of an area enclosed by an eight foot fence. My hands rested on his forearms; his hands supported mine. It was like the day we were married -- nothing elaborate -- a simple late afternoon ceremony in a bar next to a store...

Partings Pt. 01

by thomas_dean on Jul 13, 2020
Loving Wives

There are times I wish a moment could last forever. An early morning dreary, we—Jerry and I were standing, facing each other, in the middle of an area enclosed by an eight foot fence. My hands rested on his forearms; his hands supported mine. It was like the day we were married -- nothing elaborate -- a simple late afternoon ceremony in a bar next to a store...