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Trap House Fuck Toy

by pc_fun_couple on May 7, 2019
Group Sex

She was dressed in her typical, no panties, almost completely see through, skin tight, black dress that was barely long enough to cover her cunt, ass cheeks hanging out, fuck me heels, her looks made it apparent what she was out to do. We had a couple of drinks and some blow and we headed out to Ybor City. I took her to a place called Club Skye, a black nig...

Trapped Together

by spaldan on Sep 26, 2017
First Time

Stacy was the rare friend who I never thought I would grow close to, when we first met. She was shy and distant to the point of being cold, and a little too direct and rough around the edges in personal interactions. She was utilitarian and dispassionate, entirely too logical. We only became friends because she worked with two very close female friends of mi...

Trapped in Quicksand! Ch. 02

by evanrulzz on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Margaret stood firmly on an island of marsh grass ogling her sexy, real estate rival, Elizabeth, struggle against gravity. The gooey muck Ms. StCloud III had errantly stumbled into mercilessly lapped at the hem of her ripped business skirt. Margaret succumbed to the melodrama unfolding before her. Feeling her nipples harden with excitement as she deviantly w...

Trapped

by Irish_Guy17 on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

I'd been married to Mark for three years when I found out about his cheating. I worked in IT, employed by a small web site design company operating out of a third floor office on 45th Street. The day I met him was the happiest day of my life. He was tall, kinda distinguished with his dark brown hair and wide shoulders. He was a client, manager of a import/ex...

Trapped

by renae469 on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

She called again last night. I'd told her that my mom had "trap and block" as well as caller ID but she said she didn't care, I belonged to her and that was that. God, I was so afraid my mom would walk-in when she was on the phone, especially when her husband got on a 3-way call. They demanded I say things to them that, if my mom heard, she'd probably disow...

Trapped!

by Rhianon on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a horribly hot day in late June. Lila had spent the morning inside on the phone to her landlady regarding the roses growing up the side of the house. Lila lived in a two story house that had been converted into two studio apartments, one on the top floor, and one on the bottom. She occupied the bottom apartment, and the wild roses growing up the side...

Full Circle Ch. 01

by trappedinside on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

1.Friday: Claire and Margo: New York City Claire, a nineteen year old college girl from Manhattan, attends NYU as a performing arts major, pursuing a career in modern dance. Claire is tall, slender and very fit, striking in her pure natural beauty. She was sitting on the long bench centered between the rows of lockers in the women's dressing room of her gy...

Trapping Brenda

by wifetrapper on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

My buddy Ron had been over to a friend's house for a party. His friend Larry had married and divorced. Then moved home to live with dad and mom. Then mom moved out and filed for divorce leaving Larry living with his Dad. Then the dad remarried. Brenda was pretty cool for a step mom. MILF all the way according to Ron and Larry. Dad had met her in church and...

Trapped!

by bassbelly on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I spotted her almost as soon as she entered the bar. Naturally, I did the man-type check out. First, breasts, not bad, about 34 C cups, nicely flaring hips; slim waist; long tapered legs; slim ankles; small feet. Then I looked at her face. She was cute in an anime kind of way. She had long semi-curly blond hair that hung half way to her waist. I was hypnotiz...

Trapped in Nevada

by MSTarot on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Molly, have you seen my telescope?" Since I have just about set my bag down on top of it twice, I knew the answer to my dad's question. But I gave it a few moments before I spoke up. Just for the entertainment factor. "It's wherever you left it, dear," called out mom pleasantly, from somewhere around the kitchen. The sudden crash of shovels, rakes, and ho...