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Interracial Chatroom Surprise Ch. 02

by Nicole99 on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Over the next few days I made every excuse possible to get out of the house to go to Rick's place. I just had to have his cock in me. It was just so wonderful. After one of our fuck sessions, I showed him the photo. "What's this?" It was a picture of a good looking woman in her late forties going down on a man around the same age. "That, my dear Rick, i...

Little Miss Fifth Period

by Epithet on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Grading papers. Those damn kids. I could hate them all if the Council would let me. That would be the Concerned Catholic Parents and Teachers Council, of course. I have been a teacher at St. Peter's High School for three years. I was meant for greater things. "Go to a Catholic school," my friends told me, "Get to see all those little girls in their little sk...

Through the Forest

by Lycanic on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

With a wolfish grin His eyes turn toward His prey. Sky blue eyes glowing, freezing her in a gaze into which she swears she can see for miles. Growling from His very core, His lethally sharp fangs begin to appear. Her knees tremble, her heart pounds at the cracking of His bones. His frame expands, towering over her as He strains against the torture of the eme...

A Frigid Wife & Her Voyeur Husband

by gonzi2 on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

I’m Johnny aged fifty-eight married to Joan twenty years my junior. My wife’s became frigid because of her upbringing, sex only being allowed for procreation. I own a photographic shop; because I was sexually frustrated I became a Voyeur, fixing up a C.C.T.V. links in the ladies changing room. To my shame I had an affair with my next-door neighbour but s...

Breakfast of Champions

by soft_satellite on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Anji closes her browser window and locks the computer with a deep breath, the machinery in her head, epecially the primitive systems, throwing small charges. The size and shape of her body are defined in her awareness now by the stimulating hormones being produced in those systems, a delicious cocktail thats pumping down into her breasts and causing her nipp...

Preparing For Love

by shapeshifter37 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Last week, I decided it was time for an elaborate seduction plan for my wife. Between a real upswing in her work travel over the past month, and my own short vacation a few weeks ago, we had only managed to find about three opportunities for sex in 30 days. That's not enough for me, and so I was pretty horny. Plus, while pleasant, none of those encounters ha...

The Interview

by batman66 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Morale of the story -- be careful what you ask for; you may get it. Or maybe dreams do come true. Readers, as you scroll through and read this story consider a few things. First, I'm writing this adventure while I sit in my leather chair drinking oatmeal stout beer mixed occasionally with a shot of Jack Daniels. And for your reference to my character - I'm...

The Chair

by LaurelAspen on Mar 20, 2018
BDSM

Their suburban house has abundant seating: easy chairs, dining chairs, bedroom chairs, ordinary home furniture all (although the sofa might tell a saucy tale or two...) and then there is the chair. To most of us a request to "fetch the chair" seems quotidian; the same appeal to Judy prompts a very different inference. Immediately aware of the emphasis on t...

I Was Weak...Now I Am Strong

by zeke81 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

There is no sex in this story so if you're looking for sex...sorry...try one of my other fabulous stories. -------------------------------------------- I was weak. I couldn't stop it. I was weak. When he first came into our lives I couldn't stop him. I was weak. He was sitting on the couch with her one night when I got home from work. I was weak....

Confessions of a Homewrecker Ch. 02

by satinlace on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It is three o'clock on a Friday afternoon and I was not looking forward to the weekend. My wife, Kat, had endless galas and fundraisers I was supposed to go to which meant I'd get to spend the next three days watching her flirt with every man in the room and then pass out before I even got a chance to kiss her goodnight. Not that I wanted to kiss her nowaday...