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A Day In The Life Of Ron Jeremy

by bigpantsguy on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

OK, before I start I want to make one thing clear – I am a big Ron Jeremy fan. I think he is a true artist and a great ambassador for the adult entertainment industry. He has also enjoyed a career most of us only dream of - fucking some of the most beautiful and talented women in porn, Traci Lords and Ginger Lyn spring to mind. Ron 'The Hedgehog' Jeremy wal...

Ashlee, JD, Kelli and Todd

by DrHuge on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

They'd been dating for a few weeks, and JD was pretty sure he'd already sprayed cum on every square inch of Ashlee's white skin. He loved finishing on her tits. She'd take his black cock into her cleavage and squeeze her breasts closed around it while he thrust against her soft skin. She'd look up at him lovingly and take the tip of it into her mouth on th...

Jet Lag

by Boondocker42 on Sep 5, 2018
Anal

Most of my stories have a nodding acquaintance with believably. The exception is the character of Helen Pollard. She's a sex-crazed cartoon. This is a one-parter. Continuing action is implied but I won't be going down the rabbit hole. ***** Helen could see in her husband's eyes that he was exhausted. And it wasn't just their drooping lids and heavy bags....

Emmerdale the Next Generation Ch. 03

by RedSox04 on Aug 28, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was a warm summers day in the sleepy Yorkshire village of Emmerdale. Despite its picture postcard image, the village was a real hot spot for all kinds of sexual behaviour. It housed Gays, Lesbians, Fetish and Wife Swapping couples, oh and of course straight sex, between men and women. If looks could deceive, this village was a master of deception. Yet i...

Cheating Cunts Club: Alicia

by Antryg_Windrose on Aug 28, 2018
Loving Wives

She walked into my bar for the first time. I knew just which table she would aim for. CCC, they called it -- the Cheating Cunts Club. CC Clubbers were of any race, class, or looks. Somewhere between elegant and shoddy, noticeable or not, whatever. Nothing identified them but a shared expression. It is not too subtle. It is a tension, a certain set of eyes...

Text Message

by remotestranger on Jul 24, 2018
BDSM

The instructions she received had been very simple. He asked her to send a text message the moment she left work to wait for possible further instructions for the evening. Despite this, she did not send it. It was not that she ignored it on purpose, also she did not forget about it - it was more that she simply did not feel like sending it that day. Things...

Bred by a God

by KissYourCervix on Aug 8, 2018
Fetish

Being your god is hard work. Always begging to be stuffed full of me and flooded with my hot potent seed, but as one of my loyal followers you will always be rewarded. Today was no different, you awoke in my bed with the morning light creeping through the window, the sheets barely cover our naked bodies. I led in the centre, one girl nestled up to my chest a...

The Institute of Technology and Science Pt. 06

by DDDDave on Apr 3, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The Re-return of Jillian By DDDDave "Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) She stood at the doorway to my old carrel. She couldn't stand IN the door way, her boobs were too wide! Obviously fake, they were the size of over-inflated basketballs! I didn't think she could fit into the...

Wife Wants a Baby Very Badly Ch. 02

by drdick69 on Oct 9, 2018
Fetish

It had only been two weeks since my appointment with Dr. Simpson, but I was anxious to find out if I was pregnant. I ran down to the pharmacy and purchased a couple of pregnancy tests. A quick pee on a stick and within a minute I knew the answer. Two lines, I was pregnant. Fuck, I thought. I never imagined this day would ever happen. My husband was a sterile...

Greek Interlude

by Old_Jingleballicks on Oct 16, 2018
Group Sex

I'm in a small Greek town, in the late summer. Quiet streets, shuttered houses, sun and leaf shadows on the paving. Most Greeks away on their summer holidays, the bars and cafés quiet. I sit in a cafe on the main square sipping a tiny coffee, and gradually became aware of the interest of a pair of Greek girls a few tables away. They glance briefly at me, tal...