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Furthering My Education

by jimmysub on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Well I had to go back to Community College to take some child development courses as my wife and her lover are planning on having a child together. This is part one of the adventure. I really don't like this idea but what my wife says go. Her biological clock is ticking and she has been with the same lover, Mr. Steve for about 3 years. So Debbie is going to...

Teaching a Lesson

by gentlelady on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

We had been in a relationship long enough to begin to find it just a little too settled. Everything was losing its shine and things seem to be much more mundane than even two weeks ago. I remembered a conversation that we'd had about fantasies and what we would like to have happen sometime, but had never had the courage to ask for it. I couldn't see lettin...

Sammi's Standards

by sluttylittleboytoy on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

My name is Brian and this is my story. Freshman year of college was liberating for me. Living without my parents, I felt as if I had no one to tell me what to do. I made friends pretty quickly and spent most of my time hanging out, drinking and trying to get girls to have sex with me (with varying degrees of luck). I'd like to consider myself handsome and I...

The Not-So-Sweet Cheat Pays

by lesliejones on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Reverend Alicia has been especially kind to me this week. I guess it's because of how well things have gone at school. I think she thought I was a bit of a slacker—well, compared to my first superior, Leslie, almost everyone is!! So when I told her I would be an assistant principal in the autumn term, and that I had passed the NCTE exam, she said I did deser...

Slut Wife - One Woman's Guide Pt. 02

by policywank on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Cuckold is a word that seems to have many definitions and illicit a lot of emotion. I think that at its root it simply means a man whose wife has sex with other men. Why the wife has sex with other men, how the husband feels about it, the nature of the marital sex life, the nature of her relationship with other men, the husband's sexual adequacy, the assumpt...

The Toy Box Ch. 06

by Lothario the Great on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Taggart stepped aside and ushered Ben and Karen back into the sex den. An odor wafted from the room, a deliciously erotic fragrance that could only be produced by mortal loins producing buckets of fluid, semen, vaginal secretions. Even with the sheets changed, the room smelled like sex. Ben felt himself hardening again, much to his astonishment. When would h...

The Old Gogenfart Farm Ch. 02

by LIVINRFANTASIES on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Way up North Bondage and Camping Camping and Bondage Stories Stopping to talk to a few others and stare, we soon arrived at Gracie and Charlie's RV. They were sitting on the small deck attached to it. Gracie was wearing a leather bustier type thing with her big boobs floating out the top like a Playboy Bunny. On her wrists and ankles those familiar black...

Sweltings Academy Ch. 08

by IceBluePhoenix on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 8: Powerless I can't believe I just masturbated for Coach Marshal's video camera. Oh my God. Have I lost my mind?? Maybe I could have talked myself out of getting in trouble for some of the other stuff, but this is serious. And now I'm handcuffed to his desk for... how long? I don't know. And yet, even though I know the solution he slathered on me t...

Under My Thumb Ch. 02

by beagle9690 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

When she returned to the apartment she found the note that Adam left on the refrigerator telling her that he was out for a walk. The note also said that there was half a turkey sub and a beet salad in the refrigerator for her if she wanted it and she was standing there thinking "He is so much like the old Adam, thoughtful and considerate in leaving a note a...

We Ate a Quiet Breakfast

by EndorphinResearch on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

We ate a quiet breakfast; fresh bagels, coffee and the Sunday paper. Sharon and I sat at either end of the living room couch amidst the green foliage, our feet and toes often touching. After she’d gotten up and refilled our coffees, Sharon sat at my end of the couch and languorously wound herself around me. We seemed to fit so well together, there were rarel...