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Pleasuring Peggy Sanford Continues

by steamer5139 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

A lazy sunny Sunday in July, out in the beyond, the middle of nowhere, the middle of Iowa actually. Peggy Sanford and I saw a tumbled down house, a wood frame ruin flaunting its lack of paint, filled with shattered windows and fronted by a seriously sagging, broken down porch. Abandoned, surrounded by out of control weeds, large bald spots of ground surround...

The Haitian Werewolf Chronicles

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

There sure are some stupid people in the world, man. My name is Raphael Mathieu. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I moved to Toronto last year, after spending ten years in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a naturalized citizen of the United States, though I'm originally from Northern Haiti. I recently moved to the...

Menace of the Red Planet Ch. 01

by Paul44 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Episode 1: The Earth In Danger i Hawk Masterson's cock slipped easily into Miss Crimmins hairy cunt. It split her lips far apart as his imposingly solid cock slammed into her cunt bringing cries of pleasure to her lips. As he thrust Hawk's hands spanked the generous curves of her ass. Hawk had pushed her body onto her desk and her breasts were writing a le...

The Campaign - Iowa Pt. 01

by Steifer_Junge on Dec 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

The flight to Des Moines was on time and completely sold out. Becky and Erin sat towards the back of the plane in a 3-seat section on the right. The aisle seat was occupied by a young man in a college sweatshirt. The two girls wore their typical campaign outfits: short skirts, white blouses with buttons showing pictures of their candidate and their obligat...

An Embarrassing Beginning

by sealawyer on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Not all my sexual adventures have been fun. In fact, some have been downright unpleasant. For instance, I just was passed on the way home from the post office by a woman speeding in an old burgundy Town Car, acting like she had to get home before her husband called, or something, and I was instantly reminded of my brief but painful affair with Bobby Abrams....

When Love Gets Corny

by komrad1156 on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

"Tamara, are you sure you're up to this? This is a major project and well, it's only been two months since..." "Joe, I'm not the first woman to ever get left standing at the altar. I admit I had a rough first month, but I'm okay now. Really." "Okay. I'll trust your judgment. It's never failed you before." "Um, yeah. With one major exception." Tamara Jon...

The Alphabet of Love Ch. 20

by igottapussy on Nov 1, 2017
Non-Erotic

We spent the rest of the day touring the entire clinic; Derek wanted me to see every nook and cranny so there would be no surprises. I knew it would take time to learn my way around and memorize names and faces. He seemed to know everyone and their attitude toward him made me feel good. There was respect but no fear. This told me he'd struck that difficult c...

The Maid of Honor Ch. 1

by smartNsexy on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Katrina sat in her first-class seat on her flight from New York to Des Moines, Iowa. She was headed back to her hometown for her best friend April's wedding. April had asked her to be the maid of honor, and how could she say no? Even though they hadn't spent much time together in the eight years since Katrina moved away for college, the two girls had an inex...

A Rainy Night in Paris Ch. 01

by victorecho on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

Preface It had been raining all day. It was a grey, steady, depressing rain that seemed to wash all the colours from the city, reminding you just how much of the city was built of stone, solid gray and unyielding. Paris had survived the rule of Louis XIV, had watched her citizens rebel in the French Revolution. She had been witness to the German tanks on the...

Letter from Des Moines

by justincbenedict on Sep 24, 2019
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...