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Fucked in Fort Wayne

by bbw4youngercocks1 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Some people may say Indiana is boring, but this was one particular weekend that was far from it. As promised, I had originally gone there to hook up with a guy I had hung out with in Memphis only the week before, and flirted with both on the phone and online prior to that. I won't mention his name here, out of discretion and his privacy, but the Sunday in...

The Hollywood Plot Twist

by Mardell on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Ever since I was a little kid, I always wanted to be in movies. In the eighties, I use to watch guys like Al Pacino, Mickey Rourke and Michael Douglas and think that could be me up there. Not that I would pride myself on looking like those guys, but I'm talking about the women they got to fuck on screen. That's one of the best things about being in show busi...

College Crossdressing Confessions Ch. 02

by wifetoy on Sep 11, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

My wife's control over me insures that I have no secrets from her no matter how depraved my hidden desires. As part of my training, she has ordered me to confess my prior deviant acts to the world. This is the second part of a series in which I obey her command that I confess my past experiences as a panty thieving college cross dresser. I have changed some...

Future Mother-in-Law is My Mistress Ch. 02

by gregorymike40 on Sep 13, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I awoke the next day much the same as the day before, although maybe not as nervous. I sent Lindsey off to work and got showered. I went and got the panties out of my sock drawer. As I picked them up my penis started to get erect. I did my best to get them on dealing with my erection. I knew Nadine might think something was up if I didn't show up with a hard...

House Call

by Wordsmithress on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The doorbell rings and I'm still in bed, sleepy and lazing, enjoying the cool breeze of the ceiling fan above my bed and the softness of my sheets. Sprawled out in my king size bed, naked, I realize that the annoying sound I'm hearing is forcing me to wake up and start my day. I quickly pull on a pair of black cotton drawstring pants, no panties. I throw a...

Do You Still Hold Me...

by juanwildone on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Do You Still Hold Me In Your Heart? It was that dream. It was always that dream. Every morning – that dream...or was it just a memory? God I loved fucking Jolene in the morning. The sun streaming in would light her hair on fire –a golden glow surrounding auburn tresses. Her hair would be flat here, full there, a riot of individuality...you knew Jolene by...

Chemical Concocktion Ch. 04

by hypnopup on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I had given up any further resistance. You would have too. To have a gorgeous woman fawning over you... worshipping you... begging you to fuck them. I felt like a conqueror, like a high school quarterback after winning State. I never had a woman as hot as Beth. I never had a woman so sexually excited by me. It was the best sex of my life. Part of me, that...

Decorating Her Dainties

by wordyone on Mar 21, 2018
Fetish

A continuing story concerning my relationship with a sexy female decorator: She clambered eagerly from the front seat of the van and pointed a toe toward the pavement below. It was quite a reach for her and her ample chest heaved inside her overalls as she sprang from the vehicle and entered the site with a cheeky grin on her face and said in an eastern Eur...

Challenged

by dvlinblue on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Her spirit was unchallenged. Desires known only to her had ravaged her mind from the beginning. Her soul was lost in amongst the helpless mortals she had been forced to live with. In an arrangement so ironic, much like that of Adam and Eve, she was at the mercy of the forbidden fruit. She thought to herself as she reclined into her leather high back chair...

Whoops

by Rain_maker_girl on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I stared lazily out the fogging window of his little red car, curling into my seat as my head started to lull to the side, my eyes lazy and half lidded. I passed him the piece, feeling guilty for taking so many hits without sharing. He instead put the piece into his pocket without another suck on it. A grin curved my lips as I watched this moment, somewhere...