Tramps Stories

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Granny's Delight

by Wordmate on Jan 15, 2018
Mature

Billy, like any college student before him, spent spring break partying with friends, girls, and ingesting quarts of beer and booze. He was having fun, but somewhere along the way his spring break got a little more exciting. Her name was Carol, a lonely widow who lived by her lonesome; a tank full of tropical were what kept her company. They ran into each ot...

Extreme Creme for Men

by tall758 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

My doctor described several aspects of sexual ecstasy with the two major pleasure points being what most people refer to the "orgasm", the blissful feeling of intense pleasure and the second being "ejaculation", which seemingly must occur for the body to relax. There is a point where one triggers the other, but most men can agree that the "orgasm", in itself...

Problematic Pirate Pants

by stlgoddessfreya on Sep 16, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

Dear Robert, I have a problem, and that problem is your pants. I'm not going to lie, getting to hang out with a bunch of men in tight pants who honed their muscles swinging swords was nearly as big a draw for me joining our renaissance recreation group as the chance to camp and show off my archery skills. After three years, not every pair of comely buns tu...

Marcy

by SierraSprite on Aug 24, 2020
First Time

Marcy was in my lap and her lips were pressed to mine. My heart was pounding. A girl was kissing me. A wonderful kiss that I didn't ask for. "Marc, you need more practice kissing girls." "Whenever you wish, mistress." Her hand collided with my cheek. "Do not be a wiseass." I knew I was in trouble. The smartest girl in class had decided I was taking her t...

A Tuesday Morning, Fort Stockton, 1881

by FirstBorn374 on Feb 26, 2019
Loving Wives

It was a warm Tuesday morning in September 1881 when Jared Brewster pulled in the reins to stop the buckboard. He was neither young nor old, neither tall nor short; but he was a man to be reckoned with. Lean and solid, iron hard body, calloused hands, face creased and burnt from long days on the range, a good shot with a rifle or pistol. Beside him was his w...

Simon Cowell: Behind the Curtain Ch. 02

by Dan_England on Nov 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Welcome back to my unofficial behind the scenes biography. My name is Simon Cowell and I have got some stories to tell you. I have seen everything the music business has to offer and more and it is about time that I told the world about it. Before we get started though you should know this is my second story, you've missed my introduction to this crazy indus...

Slum-Cunt

by homaster on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

'Do you think you're special because you're hot?' the divorced, sexist, white and 38-y/o Kent asked in a scornful tone of voice. 'No, sir. I advertise myself for money on my website because sucking and fucking for a price actually cheapens me and I need you to make me feel as worthless as you can - please, sir?' moaned Beth. 'That'll be easy,' Kent gruffl...

The Works Course

by SlutKathy on Sep 11, 2017
Group Sex

This is the story of my first gangbang and the making of a slut whilst I was away on a works course. The week I was away changed my outlook and attitude on sex, showing my husband and me what we had been missing out on. It all started on the second night, the first night had been pretty boring sat in my room reading, so the second night I decided to go dow...

Daddy Jack Pt. 02

by RoryOmore on Dec 17, 2018
Transgender & Crossdressers

"Oh my God, look at you, Jack," Melanie declared as soon as I let her through the door. My first thought was that my boner was sticking out the flap of my boxers. The sudden interruption had reduced it to a semi, but it could easily be drooping out. I tugged on the T-shirt I'd hastily pulled on, but it didn't reach very far past my waist. "Hi, Melanie," I...

The Mist of Time Ch. 03

by Kezza67 on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

There was little point in staying in the area, but we had booked for the two nights, so I suggested that for the rest of the day we went back and Tina could see the land I had bought. Despite my resemblance to Danbury Chandler, I was unconvinced that I had any connection to the Chandlers of Chetford. Tina in her feminine way was certain about the connection,...