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Nikki Ch. 01: Never on the First Date

by RONIN1869 on Sep 26, 2017
First Time

When Nikki and I met, it was over drinks at the local dive bar. I was paying undue attention to her. I was lucky that she found it flattering, instead of annoying. She had bedroom eyes of the deepest emerald green. Big eyes that would hypnotize you if you weren't careful. Nikki was providing support for her stunning friend Beth. Beth, used to being the cent...

Under Mr. Nolan's Bed Ch. 01

by Selena_Kitt on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'd seen a few Playboys and Hustlers and stuff like that—but I'd never seen anything like what Erica showed me in a box under her father's bed. It was really hardcore stuff, and it showed everything, all the minute details of flesh, up close and personal. I found myself utterly enthralled, in spite of my embarrassment with Erica right there. I couldn't seem...

Taken at a Party Pt. 05

by johan26 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

After Aaron left I spent the day cleaning our apartment while Marta rested in bed. She occasionally called me in to lick her pussy to orgasm before kicking me out to finish my chores. After an exhausting day for me and a relaxing day for her we went to sleep. She spooned me as we slept. When we woke up the next morning Marta said, "you like being a cuckold...

Darling Nikki Pt. 02

by Latexsissy69 on Sep 25, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Chapter 1 - The Morning After The next day, Nick awoke thinking it was just a really messed up dream. When he got out of bed and found that Samantha had unlocked and removed the dress, panties and shoes, but everything else was still on, he was pulled right back to reality. He looked in the mirror on his wall and saw that he was standing there in a very tig...

Erotic Dream Ch. 02

by stewman121056 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

This one started out with Michele and I getting ready to go out dancing. We were going to a bar called the Midnight Rodeo. She wanted to go out that night and told me that she was going to get drunk, and if I wanted to also, we would have to get a cab home. I agreed. I got dressed in jeans and a shirt. Michele picked out a black skirt that was loose, and the...

Stuck in the Lift with Vera

by phobosuk on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

Vera was in her late forties or early fifties, short tinted hair, glasses. She was an admin supervisor in the company I worked at although we were in different departments. She was not very fat but a bit overweight and she was certainly quite thick about the middle. Her breasts were visible but not firm and sagged quite a bit. She normally wore calf length s...

Tina's Routine

by poohlive on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Tina felt her life moving into a routine. She didn't understand if she liked it, or hated it. It was simply, routine. There was a numbness that came with routine, a bland series of days strung together and adding up to her life. She didn't hate it, because there is a comfort in routine. Her life had been anything but comfort, and to have it now, that safet...

Setting Free the Broken Arms

by aristocratic on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

If you believe in fate, this all started about a week ago. Allison was a rider, as in horses. She did those jumps and what not. I guess I just knew her from band though. A flautist, horse back rider, and the lucky recipient of two broken arms. The full arm casts that covered both arms disabled her from bending her elbows and so her range of arm motion and fu...

Rumspringa

by luvjuice43 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was late in the afternoon by the time I checked into my hotel room for a short stay in Tampa. Since it had been a long day I headed down to the bar for a good stiff drink to relax and cool off. It was too early for the business crowd and there was only one other person there, a young woman who appeared to be in her late teens or early twenties. The barten...

Your Professor

by CyclingProfessor on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I finished diagraming the median voter theory on the board. I turn and see a classroom filled with students either furiously copying down what is on the board, playing with their smart phones under the table, or just staring blankly as if bored into oblivion. I sigh inwardly. I used to really love this job, and had a sense of fulfillment. Lately, however, I...