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The Evil Mirror Pt. 02

by bmordo on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

As I dreamed in the blackness, I in memory saw how the evil mirror had come into our lives. It was a gift for our wedding that had been sent to us by an old girlfriend of mine. It seemed odd at the time for I always thought that Lydia had held a grudge for the way we had ended, but we accepted it in good faith. How naïve and stupid we were. It was this curse...

What happens in Vegas...

by parts guy on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I have given up hope of having any of my raunchy fantasies coming true. My wife and I are in our mid forties, and it has become painfully obvious that she is not the slut I had envisioned her as. Thus I have accepted my normal life, and can only hope for health and old age. She is short and is carrying a few more pounds than she would like, and the years ar...

Milking Kimberly

by Esmeralda_Greene on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

Gary hooked his thumb vaguely in the direction of the room that he and Kimberly had converted to a nursery. "Kim's feeding the li'l one," he said. "She'll be out in a few minutes." He often referred to his new baby as "the li'l one." In fact her name was Emily, but at six months, I suppose "the li'l one" is as good a tag as any. Then with his other hand he h...

Joan Gets a Surprise Ch. 04

by JustALittleCrazy on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

October 19th - Tuesday: We sleep late and wake just short of 11am. I'm still tired. We shower and then go to brunch. When we are finished, Joan wants to hit the beach. Both John and I tell her we are too tired and we are going to relax in the room for quite awhile. Joan strips and grabs a towel and heads for the beach again. God, she's dark as hell already...

Masturbation Diaries: Caught!

by Stephen7Redo on Sep 25, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I was alone this summer Saturday morning. My wife was out shopping with a friend while I caught up on some work cleaning out the store room in the garage. It was a very useful place to store crap, but all too handy and I finally realized I could hardly get into it let alone find what I needed like my golf clubs or softball gear. The space needed an overhaul...

Fire Call

by BobbyTom on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife and I operate our farm here in the Midwest. During our busy season, a friend of ours thought it would be fun to come stay with us and help out. His name is Paul. Paul's wife had to stay at home because of her job, but encouraged him to come since it would be mostly work and no play for the entire week. Paul's wife was right. We had five hard days of...

Vicki

by 1369 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

(Hello, folks! Here is my third story...I love big women...actually I love skinny women...medium women...I love women period. Anyways, I want to relate how I became a fan of older, bigger women...I'm going to be 18 in this story, but you can read between the lines!) I was working my way through high school in a small mom and pop 24-hour diner. Summertime, I...

Erotic Adventures with Lucy Ch. 01

by Thrillfun on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

How to start this? I guess I want to shout-out about my, or about our, good fortune, share with you the story of some of our recent adventures. We have buddies who we share stories and anecdotes with, but none of them are the kinds of friends who might understand our rather kinky and unconventional behaviour of late. Maybe we underestimate them, but we're...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 11

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"Your financial accounting is abysmal, Miss Hancock." said the man from the Department of Inland Revenue. "Some of the necessary records are incomplete and others are totally missing. How can you hope to complete a Tax Return for your business without appropriate qualifying evidence?" Miriam Hancock eyed him with some malevolence as he poked the documents i...

Erotica Artist 00: Prologue

by steve350 on May 13, 2020
Erotic Couplings

In our twenty second year of marriage my wife began a sexual relationship with an old boyfriend named Leonard Foyle. They'd kept in touch over the years, ran into each other every few months at various union functions. I'd met him myself, once or twice, always cordially. The last time, as I recall, on one of our infrequent trips to the big city, he'd brought...