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Indian Wife Teases Husband's Friend

by lovepriya on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

My name is Priya, 29 years old and been married for 5 years. I have a great figure measuring 38D-30-38. Whenever I go out people can't stop looking at my breasts. I have a whitish complexion and keep myself with up-to-date fashion. My husband Deep is 32 and has good built with a height of 5'8". We live in the suburb of San Francisco, USA. We are frequent vis...

Gardner's World

by Trudydoes on Oct 31, 2018
Group Sex

"They're here." Shouted Jane up the stairs to her husband Charlie. "Ok, be down in sec." Came the muffled reply, through the closed bedroom door. There were three of them; a couple of young lads in their late teens or early twenties, and a bloke of about mid-thirties who was clearly in charge. He introduced himself as Mick. They were here to landscape t...

Mixing Business and Pleasure

by wutmytvben on Mar 26, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm writing this down shortly after it happened and storing it in a secure place until someday I find the right venue for publishing it. This is not a "Dream Come True" story; it is a "Beyond my Wildest Imagination" story. A little background: I am the owner of a successful business that deals primarily in commercial real estate. I am married and the father...

The O Pair Pt. 02

by JoeStirling on Dec 31, 2018
Anal

Both Marjory and Lisa were quite competitive, and despite the age difference their pace was similar. Each pushed herself harder than she would have if running alone, so within a quarter of an hour they were both breathing heavily and shining with sweat. Marjory had also been overdoing it deliberately because shortly before sprinting off, Lisa had whispered...

A Cloak of Lies Ch. 02

by SweetWitch on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"At least you didn't use the F-bomb this time," Niko returned with a scornful sneer. He pulled himself off her, kneeling on the floor until she could sit up before joining her on the seat. "When did you start using that kind of language?" "I learned to use it after you 'died', asshole," she spat, pushing herself as far from him as possible. "I thought may...

The Fall of the Wolf Ch. 03

by haremgirlreturns on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Castle Argyle, Eastern Aglaia Rafe Sinclair, the eighth Duke of Argyle, and known to all as the Wolf of the East, sat watching the festivities in his castle with a brooding frown. He had many causes to celebrate. His lands were prosperous and well defended. He was wealthy beyond imagining. He was devilishly handsome. It was time for the annual boar hunt, wh...

The Change Pt. 08

by Miah_H on Apr 16, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

-The Next Morning- As Jerry and Lita slept soundly, Jerry began to stir. In his half-awake stupor, Jerry began to notice two things immediately: his chest felt sore with a dull pain, and his breathing was slightly labored. As he craned his head forward to look at the source of his soreness, Jerry's head snapped to a sudden stop, as if something had grabbed...

The Unexpected Encounter Pt. 02

by onceamarinedjr on Jun 19, 2018
Erotic Couplings

It had been six months since his divorce had been finalized, and exactly one year since the best and worst night of his life. He had moved into a small two bedroom house, a few miles from his ex-wife's house. He had shared custody of the kids, which really worked well for him. He loved his kids to death, but having a week alone did help with dating. All thin...

Friday

by sirdave64 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Friday, and I was finally at the end of a particularly tiring week. I work as a pilot for a charter company in the Northern Territory and it had been a busy nine days, leaving me looking forward to four days off which included, for once, a weekend. What's more, my darling wife Simone had promise me a scrumptious dinner and her for dessert! I could hardly wai...

King of the Mountain

by MSTarot on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In the game of life, we are all just pips on the dice. Destined to find ourselves either face up and valued or face down and ignored. It's a craps shoot, life. The question, though--one asked since the dawn of man--is just what hand is throwing those dice. Ours or God's? Well, in either case, the hands tossing them are not clean. You could even say they ar...