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Bi Biker Gangbang

by donaldelliott11 on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

-------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- ********************************** Erectile dysfunction can...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 24

by Snurge on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The early morning sun made the windows of the great house sparkle, and the ancient, dappled walls of Fairyfield Grange looked like they'd been daubed with gold. Abigail swept across the back patio and admired the recent changes. The large windows facing onto the terrace had been taken out and replaced with French doors. It was a facet of his mother's ultima...

Christian College Sex Comedy Ch. 20

by FinalStand on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

*Mankind is poison because we compromise our souls for the companionship of others* (Thanks to Frontma for clearing up my mistake that delayed this chapter from getting out sooner) (Once more no real sex but there is a good deal of sexual tension.) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like t...

A Positive

by cpete on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Our son Tony was at the table doing his science homework, while my wife Gina and I set the table. Tony was a big boy for his age already over six foot. Both Gina and my family were of southern Italian breeding. Any family member rare enough to get near 5 foot 9 was automatically called "Goliath". "Who did I get my height from?" Tony asked. His science book...

Pain of the Goblin

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

10/24/05 As I write this, my left leg is cuffed to the chair. I haven't been to the bathroom in thirteen hours, and Miss Stephanie has insisted that I am not working hard enough on journaling her attentions! The misery is palpable, I must confess. She spent most of last night teasing my poor cock to near distraction..."Now that you keep web journals, dea...

Mistress Styles and the Humbler

by justincbenedict on Feb 26, 2019
BDSM

Styles. who'd gone by surname only since her Army days, smiled as she looked at her unfortunate husband, the ex-playboy Busby Letourneau. Busby moved uncomfortably on the hard kitchen stool. The seat was so small and of course his hands were tied behind his back, and it was a delicate balance. Styles stroked her husband's engorged cock and grinned, her ton...

Motorcycle Anal Dyke

by magic_tantra on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I had a big smile on my face as I drove to the beach because my mistress finally paid some nasty attention to me. I tried to reminisce in my dirty mind the magic moments that just transpired. First I watched Mistress Sandra finish her wine kneeling patiently before her. Handing me the empty glass Sandra bent down, reached into my crotch grabbing my cock with...

Ruth the Kinky Trucker

by JackorJill on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

I was working on the receiving dock, like usual, when I saw a large, flat bed trailer pull into the open bay. It was cold, the wind was blowing at a steady 20mph and I really wanted to get some coffee. The bell rang as I was opening the bay door. I took a deep breath since I wanted to just get this over with as quick as possible. "What do you have for me to...

Getting Some Helping Hands Inside

by Cumfusion on Sep 14, 2017
Anal

[This is a sequel to 'Cream Buns after the Party'] It had been scary towards the end of the party as I knew, if any of the hotel staff had walked in, I would have been instantly dismissed in disgrace. That's kind of not what you need in your first job after college. I had been asked to be bar tender in one of the hotel function rooms. I didn't know it wa...

Mistress Melanie's Gay Bar Antics

by Spar on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

The clothes pins on his nipples were killing him ... and he loved it. He'd come to learn, over about three months, that he was Mistress Melanie's Pain Slut. Often he wondered what it was he sought more: the pain; the humiliation; or Melanie's approval. She had the ability to expertly dole out a measure of each in a way that kept him coming back for more. Hel...