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Carmen the Tomboy Giantess!

by Cryptosporidium137 on Feb 13, 2020
Fetish

Carmen chugged from the can of Coke in her hand and let out a monstrous belch. “URRRRRrrRP!” She bellowed before tossing the empty can over her shoulder. Carmen Thompson was a total tomboy who was known to be quite the delinquent around her town of Bayweather. She had been to juvenile hall once before, and came back even worse behaved than she had previously...

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Jessica & Her Socks

by dirkpitt on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"Anybody home?" Jon called out as he opened the door to his in-laws' house, even though he already knew the answer. His wife and her family were out of town, and he had offered to come over and house-sit for them. That was fine by him – he liked helping out, and it also meant he benefited from their high-speed connection and their great cable TV service....

Johnno Allthwaite Marathon Man

by abroadsword on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Weatherfield England, Summer 2012, the London Olympics year. This is Johnno Allthwaite 'Marathon Man's story in his own words. * We was down the Flying Horse one night having a few bevvies Al and me when this bloke in a tracksuit with a clipboard and stopwatch walks in. "Hey, no trainers allowed in here," some clever dick twat in a roll neck sweater pipe...

A Wife's Awakening

by wifeownseverything on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I had always known that my husband had an intense fetish for being manipulated, degraded, and mocked, among other things. We had played around with some fantasy on and off the whole time we'd been together, but it usually ended in him calling it off because he got frustrated about something, or because we wouldn't talk. The truth is though, that he's a prett...

Total Narcissism Ch. 02

by analogkid678 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

While I am very in love with myself, it's not that uncommon for me to seek worship from other willing parties. I'm frequently online searching out men and, much more rarely, women, who are enthusiastic about showing me the reverence I deserve. The gender doesn't matter to me, because I'm not really doing anything to them anyway. Most of the time when I meet...

Swing Club Virgins

by traghip2003 on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

My wife and I have been married 14 years and into swinging for about 10 of them. We haven't done a ton, but the times we've had were a blast. The first "swing" thing we ever did was go to a swing club back in '99. My wife and I had dressed up and gone out for a nice dinner after work on a Friday. We had been living in the Phoenix area for about a year and h...

A Magical Visitor Ch. 07

by jmcidlv15 on Dec 10, 2019
Fetish

Jessica woke up, and opened her eyes. She was met by the sight of Sarah's beautiful face. The face of her girlfriend. She just smiled, for she was an extremely lucky girl. She found someone who was perfect for her, and she loved every aspect of Sarah. They had amazing chemistry, and a very good connection. She also was excited to wake up, because that mean...

The All-America Virgin Ch. 02

by GQquietguy on Sep 2, 2017
First Time

Edie drives like she's at the wheel of a Philadelphia taxi, so we made it from standing in the William Penn lobby to here in a Morgantown parking lot on campus in one hour. Her 1972 Dodge Charger dashboard clock says 9:32 pm. I'm actually on schedule, according to the 10:30 pm arrival I gave my high school buddies Donald and Ronald. That allows time for a li...

The Accidental Foot Mistress

by makemetremble on Mar 2, 2020
Fetish

You must believe me when I tell you I never set out to do this. Sure, it's worked out pretty well for me. I concede that. But I did not have some master plan to take control of my professor's mind and body. I certainly never expected to reach the stage where he strips naked, empties is wallet, drops to the floor and begs to worship me whenever I step into hi...

The Singer

by silverstud66 on Aug 17, 2017
Fetish

I'd finished dining a client just as her show had been finishing an hour ago; the grounds having cleared by the time I knocked on the door of her dressing room. She opened the door and stood facing me with a pre-eminent stare from her dark eyes. Her long wavy hair came down behind her shoulders and lightly rested against her thin black top. There was a small...