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Infidelity and Chastity Ch. 06

by rockbohunk on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Sara slept so sound that she didn't even hear Rick get up the next morning. She wandered down stairs in a night shirt to find Rick cooking breakfast. Sara wrapped her arms around Rick, kissed and hugged him tightly. He removed the key from around his neck and unlocked Sara's belt. "We won't be needing this today." "Really?" Sara asked. "I can trust you not...

Football Fantasy

by justboycrazy on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Wendy and I were on another photo session. Tessa, the editor-in-chief of Fantasies For Women magazine, had us to do a photo op for the magazine's football issue. We were taking lots of pictures of professional, college, and high school football players from all across the country. Tessa had the idea for the football issue because there are a lot of female fo...

New Bathroom Mirror

by Hornyman69WithU on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Back in the mid 1990s, I, my then-wife, & infant daughter lived in a big 2-story house in rural Missouri. On the 1st floor were the guest bedrooms & the guest bath—which also served as my bath--the vanity-side wall of which shared a wall with the utility room. Over the vanity was a large built-in mirror which cracked when the wrench I was using to fix the fa...

Halfway Hotel

by BigDave1340 on Aug 30, 2017
Group Sex

Tanya took the phone call; it was Jan, “Hi, it’s me.” Tanya felt pleased it was Jan; she hadn’t called her for some time and was going to give her call that evening. After the usual chitchat, Jan continued, “and we were just wondering if you and Dave might like to join us for a bit of a get together with Geoff and Siân. Remember, we mentioned it just after o...

A Secret Admirer

by virile_ on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Calves burning, back sweating, pelvic bones cursing its owner profusely. This is the state of my body as I am dragging it up the stairs of my two-story loft, after a gruelling Saturday morning cycle. As I catch a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror, an old venetian relic of my room-mate's Italian proclaimed ancestry, I make a poignant observation: I am a...

Naughty Wife Ch. 07

by billndeb37891 on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Hello, my name is Bill and my wife's name is Debbie. The story you are about to read is the most erotic thing that has ever happened to us. We hope you enjoy this and that it turns you on as much as it did us. As usual, we welcome your POSITIVE feed back and your votes. Although the votes don't really mean that much to us, but we enjoy hearing how much it tu...

Patty & the Teacher Ch. 02

by DurtGurl on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

The principle Mr Herman "Herm" Roids of Kennedy High School stood like a giant leather gladiator or sumarai warrior seven feet away with his hands on his hips, shaved black head shining, and smiling wickedly at Patty, and her English Teacher Ms Cummings as they laid tied together upside down and inverted on his padded basement floor, each licking at the othe...

Welcome Home

by irishabastard on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He smiled through the weariness of travel when she squealed and opened the door of her townhouse. He had no chance to set down his bag or say hello before she had her arms wrapped around his neck and was planting a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "You made it! I can't wait to hear all about your time overseas." "I'll be happy to tell you all about it as...

The Trip

by sgrspc69er on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

If there was one thing I enjoyed it was cycling. We lived on the outskirts of the city so after work I could hop on my bike and cover my five miles of country road. I had indulged myself in a quality ten-speed cross-country bike; it was lightweight and negotiated rougher secondary roads quite well. My husband thought I was crazy but I explained it kept me...

April Fool's Joke on Leslie

by Exporoni on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When I first married Ray he told me this really funny story of a friend of his from work that was just about as perverted as he is. This was back in the 'old days' before digital cameras, when you would take your print film to Fotomat or MotoPhoto and some pimply-faced teenager would send your film off to be developed or in the case of 1-Hour MotoPhoto, they...