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Opportunity

by The Big Bopper on Sep 14, 2020
Mature

This story in Mature category could just as easily be in Erotic Couplings. Also, a mild fetish. An opportunity is a good position, chance or prospect for success, an appropriate or encouraging time or occasion ... a situation or condition favourable for attainment of a goal. So, maybe picking up an excellent new employment position, when it seemed my worki...

Ingrams & Assoc 1: Double Bluff Ch. 04

by jezzaz on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Chapter 4 April studied the interior of the building. It was new and old at the same time – recently built but constructed in an old style – high molded ceilings, ornate murals, wall sized paintings of various turn of the century aristocrat types, resplendent in hunting garb, or ball gowns, high wood paneling on the walls, even a few stuffed animal heads. I...

Something I Could Live With

by blackrandl1958 on Dec 10, 2018
First Time

Thanks to Girlinthemoon for her editing. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a prepost read. ***** She came ghosting down the sidewalk like a cat. She kept in the darkness of the shadows, avoiding being seen for some reason. Whatever, it wasn't my concern. I was there to kill a man. He was the man who took th...

Estranged: A Tawdry Affair

by Sarishepard on Mar 6, 2018
Group Sex

Ben Frost hurried into the living room of his suburban home holding a bottle of wine behind his back. "Look what I found," he boasted, presenting the label to Desiree, his recently estranged wife. "Only bottle in the store." He placed it on the coffee table beside two stemmed glasses, then sat on the sofa and began to pour. Patting the cushion, he urged, "C'...

Journey of a Cuckold Ch. 08

by vyasya on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

As days passed the thoughts about what we missed after ending the relationship with Shrini and Rohini plagued me. Rohini and I frequently discussed about what transpired in the last year and half and each time I would unearth something that I didn't know. I wondered when Rohini would try to convince me to reinitiate the affair but she never did. Despite th...

A Night to Remember

by wendyw on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

My therapist says that if I explain a little about myself before I start this, then maybe I'll start to understand how all of this happened to me. It's a kinda long story, so I hope you'll bear with me. I'll be as quick as I can. First, you need to know a little bit about me. In grammar school, I had the misfortune to have exceptionally large boobs. By the...

Two in a Room

by iconisclass on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Davis Travers and Sarah Lockridge weren't the typical couple to take one of the rooms at the Motel 6 outside Danvers. If the walls could talk they would surely tell you about many married couples who have made love on the beds in room 2110. They would surely emphasize the fact that not all the married men and women were necessarily married to each other. But...

Acey-Deucy

by KKHowling on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Frank and Linda cleared the dinner dishes while Josh and Kaydee pulled out the blender. Rob went hunting for the deck of cards as Dana sipped her beer and watched. This was the third year the three couples had rented a beach house together and the second year they had rented this particular house. The previous years they had been fortunate, getting a solid w...

I Film; Wife Fluffs Ch. 01

by BigKahunaCat21 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I was born into the film business. Back in the 60's my father was a set designer and worked on a number of well known movies with his firm. When I was just past being a toddler, my dad would take me with him and I was fascinated by all the activity behind film making. It was such a passion that in my teenage years I took any job on a set to learn and study....

The Purveyor of Love

by legerdemer on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Most days he would trundle door to door, pulling his shabby cart through alleyways, hawking little bottles of "medicine" in their amber-hued glass. He looked time-worn in the way of gypsies and street peddlers, eyes hidden by the brim of his shapeless hat, hands calloused, his fingertips browned with the dirt of the road. Most days he sold no more than a few...