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A good friend.

by JcupPeterson on Apr 14, 2015
Amateur

You, Eric, and your best friend Mimi love to hang out, but you seem to have landed yourself in the dreadful friendzone. You always visit her at her house, but in private because of her parents strictness towards dating boys. She clearly has feelings for you, but is too afraid to act on them. Today, you want to change that. Therefore, you cater a vivid bouque...

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Orli day

by Maxdkraft on Feb 8, 2015
Group Sex

The young stud max kraft was in a pickle. There was this girl he liked but she had put him in the friendzone her name was Joelle. She was 5"6 DDs that would make ur mouth water. Max had no idea what to do so he tuned to another one of his Friends Orli. Orli was about 5"3 a little chubby but she had huge DD tits just like Joelle did. Orli had always...

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Cookies & Cream Ch. 33

by RoseNostagia88 on Jun 1, 2020
Novels and Novellas

"Vanilla" It was five minutes until three and Ingrid stood in front of the sink tired. As she sweat, her thoughts let her forget about those five long minutes. Her fantasy of Raymond looking at her and be kind to her made her heart pound. She had long wished she were forward. She wished she could swallow her fears and make the first move. She was tired of a...

Cuckold Sucks Cock!

by depositdutchess on Nov 27, 2017
Fetish

Cuckolds are meant to serve couples. Knowing a woman should be pleased by a real man is the sexiest truth you've faced and accepted. The funniest part is that you are grateful for being used by us. By me. While I get serviced and pleased by a real man. You'll never get to fuck me. Instead you will get to fund dates, purchase used condoms, and be of domestic...

Total Drama Island

by Yelawolf on Oct 12, 2019
Fan Fiction

(Every character in this story is 18+) You step off the boat last. You see all of your competition. Most of the chicks looked pretty damn hot. Especially the cool goth chick. The guys mostly seem like idiots besides a tough-looking dude with green hair and piercings. You walk on the dock seeing the poor condition of the island for the first time. You didn't...

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Not Charming

by Jake_Knight on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Most assume that if you have muscles, you get laid. Let me tell you something: if you have defined muscles and washboard abs, this is what you have: a strict workout schedule, an unbending diet and defined rest hours. Nowhere on that list can you see charisma. And I lack that. In cosmic proportions. I flex my chest and girls go sparkly-eyed. I open my mouth...

Joan's Dom Roommates Ch. 02

by emmagreenfield on Jun 25, 2018
BDSM

The cage locked behind Joan. She turned and looked at them. Drake was so serious, and so was Henry. She panicked for a moment, wondering if she could really trust these men, then the panic ebbed. She rested on the fuzzy blanket. Yes, she could. Henry left first. Drake stayed squatting watching her. He was capable of expressing himself without speaking. She...

WTF Happened Last Night?

by LukeCoolhand on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I sleep with a bolster whenever I'm not with a girl. It's a habit I have, and it's the only way I can go to sleep. I know it sounds a little weird, but that's the way I am, and there's nothing anyone can say to make me change my habit. But the bolster I was hugging didn't feel like the one I normally had in my bed. In fact, it was a little more... substanti...

At Heaven's 'Bate

by RejectReality on Dec 2, 2019
Toys & Masturbation

"Hey, Dad. Is there an old wooden queen size bed frame anywhere I could use?" Brian asked as he stared at the vista of his father's collection filling the old sales floor of the closed down hardware store. His father let out a hum as he thought, and then said, "There's a queen you could use over in the northwest corner, as long as you don't scratch up the h...

The Return of the Ex-Boyfriend

by JRRR on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a saturday in Autumn, and I was knocked out on the couch. The afternoon was dreary, as if the weather was reflecting the gloom inside my mind. A near-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's lay on the table next to me, reminiscent of an unsuccessful attempt at drowning myself. I was a healthy and wealthy man, thirty years of age, an IT consultant with a flour...