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I'm The Co-Pilot Ch. 03

by CuteSlaveLisa on May 21, 2019
Group Sex

Belize 5/1990 *** Everything recounted in this story actually happened. Maybe not all at the same time, or in the same exact sequence. When the same group of people do the same thing over and over thousands of times it gets a little blurry, but that is a wonderful thing. *** All of the sexual activity in this story occurs between persons who were at leas...

Cuda It Be Love

by D_K_Moon on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

This story is a re-submission, and was submitted under my drksideofthemoon account. Carly, this story is for you, wherever you are... All characters, including the car, are at least 18 years of age. Carly's knees went weak as the purple car drove by. It brought back memories of something that had happened in her past. She had been recently divorced and ha...

Dream City Ch. 07

by Wordmate on Oct 21, 2019
Non-Erotic

Finally, we had reached my place without further incident. Tonight, I owed both Sadie and Julio my life; each came to my aid at the right time. "Thanks, Julio," I said, "how much do I owe you?" "Nada," he said, "from all that excitement I forgot to turn the meter on. It's on me." "No, no I owe you big. You ain't leaving here empty handed." I reached dow...

Letter from Eugene

by justincbenedict on May 12, 2020
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom: I did something that's rare--I was seeing a professional dominatrix, Goddess Octane of Eugene, Oregon, and recently we realized that we had a lot in common. We loved sailing, and opera, and sports, and we began dating. It helped a bit that I am relatively well off, my grandfather invented something or other that makes cars do whatever, it...

CC Forum - Adventure Ch. 01

by phubby on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Professor Davis (name changed to protect his identity) had grown up as a teen reading the titillating tales of "Penthouse Forum." Those arousing letters that appeared monthly in print media were fuel for masturbation. But technology had rendered those offerings as obsolete, now replaced by the high-octane, instant-gratification driven capabilities of the int...

Dream City Ch. 14

by Wordmate on Mar 10, 2020
Non-Erotic

We laid low at Sadie's place, figuring out our next move; at least I thought we were going to do. The happy reunion between the two women changed hands in a hurry. One minute they were celebrating and the next they're at each other's throats. Sadie continued to surprise me even more, going from the concerned big sister to a parent scolding their own child....

Zero Gravity

by Alpheratz on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A while ago, in between wives, I winged my way around Texas, hopping about in my little Grumman Cheetah the way I used to do on my motorcycle. Only faster. I landed to refuel at a little airport not far from Killeen. The woman behind the counter was... Well, she wasn't young. Not that I have anything at all against young women. My right seat had carried a...

Kendra's Friend

by hdm303lj on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It's easy to get Lost in Details; it is just as easy to miss an obstacle right before your eyes. Kendra missed it... She always thought anal sex was deviant stuff... then she tried it... and the sensations were not quite as bad as she thought. Nice way of saying it turned her on... and things only got worse as her lovers chose to be rough when buggering; su...

Monkey Business

by seattlejack on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

For me, life has always been good. My wife and kids are the center of a great world. I have a job that pays well and I enjoy going to work. Living in the Pacific North West is easy. West of the Cascades we seldom get heavy snow, wild wind storms or giant earthquakes. Although we do get all of those features, we also get Tsunamis, volcanic eruptions and fore...

Playground of Passion

by Erotomaniac on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

After three of those delicious frozen concoctions, "180 Octane" I think they were called, we left the Fat Tuesday in downtown Greenberg feeling lightheaded and passionate. The band's last song had been low, and had a tinge of the blues. We danced close, our bodies pressing into one another's, and our hips grinding in unison. The sensuous dance aroused us bot...