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by Middleagepoet on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

  Johnny took a bite from his egg sandwich and glanced out the large window as two short figures scurried by. He watched as the two kids climbed into a dark SUV and closed the doors. The driver casually waved at someone standing on the sidewalk. Turning his head Johnny noticed a woman in a jacket with a few rollers still in her hair quickly wave and th...

A Used Condom

by billyt98366 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

"Tomorrow is trash day!" my wife called down to me in the kitchen. "You need to get the trash out to the street." "No, problem, I'm on it." I returned to her request. I started picking up the trash room by room, in the large trash bag. When picked up the kitchen trash and dumped it into the collection bag, I got the surprise of my life. A used condom from t...

A Surprise Encounter Ch. 11

by Mermania27 on Dec 5, 2017
Romance

Still 10 years earlier... I search for her in the long aisles of computers that line the first floor of the school library. Every seat is taken by students frantically typing out term papers and submitting projects online to their professors. I turn back to the first row of computers again, no luck. I pull out my phone. Are you here? My phone vibrates. Yo...

My Next Door Neighbor

by DarkHole2233 on Jun 2, 2020
Bisexual

"Ahhh...ahhh....mmmm...." My voice echoes through my apartment as I jerk off my 10 inch cock. Up and down. Up and down. My right hand grasps firmly onto the shaft and goes up and down. With my left hand, grabbed a dildo to which I would use to fuck my boy-pussy, in and out. In and out. It was heaven. I finally got to rent my own apartment, where I...

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Mother's Used Condom

by zipp2 on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

My mother and father had just gotten a divorce, I was feeling pretty low. I was 18 and was just about to start college. All summer long I kept hoping mom and dad would get back together. That night I heard them fighting on the phone and I knew that their marriage was over. My mothers name was Judy, she was a young looking 42 years old with long black hair an...

The Birthday Suit Club - Cheryl's Story

by Jamie753 on Jan 15, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

If you've read "The Birthday Suit Club, The Beginning" you know how this all started. If not, then here is a brief recap. I was severely burned, including my face, as a child which lead to me becoming very reclusive as a teenager. My sister, Gail, decided that I needed to have more social contacts. She caught me trying to overhear her telling a friend of h...

Jill's Missing Button Ch. 1

by Imaginator on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Sally turned off the overhead light to her office and closed the door. She was in such a hurry to leave, that she almost forgot that the front door to the building where she worked had a double-keyed lock, and that it was always locked promptly every Friday at 5 p.m. It was now going on 6:30, and she could hardly wait to get home and set into motion the spec...

Bomb's Away

by christieamberlee on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

44 feet. That was the approximate distance from the window I was hanging out of ... and the street. It's the equivalent of 17 steps; 10 short seconds of walking. I wondered, as I was looking down, if I fell would those last 10 seconds of my life be very long ones or very short ones? Would my life pass before my eyes before I hit the ground? As I pulled my bo...

Emmy's New Kinks Ch. 05

by cactusaur on Sep 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

During the next five hours I drank six more drinks, including a couple of glasses of wine, as we cleaned. Nick also kept taking the occasional picture of me, pinching my nipples (a sensation I found increasingly delightful), and slapping my ass when I was bent over. I was horny and both of us knew it. I had a visible wet spot on the panties where I'd soaked...

The Veronica Story Pt. 04

by jfbreak on Oct 13, 2017
Loving Wives

---Part Four - Silky --- The drive from the apartment compound to the parking lot at work was less than 10 minutes. Any number of thoughts and emotions raced through my mind, and frankly, I couldn't even tell you how many cars I passed, which intersections I stopped at or got a green light through by the time I made it there. My mind was trying to comprehen...