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Louise Gets Shared

by LouLouRayne on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Louise stretches out in her double bed. She so enjoys lazy Sundays. She puts on her dressing gown and heads downstairs. But Sam's nowhere to be seen. So she puts the kettle on, reminiscing about Sam's hard cock filling her earlier that morning. Her mind wanders as the pressure in her pussy slowly builds. Her hands slide down to her breasts, caressing them so...

With Three You Get... Ch. 05

by Rathgon on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Dinah woke the next day with Mark still wrapped around her. A light breeze fluttered through the open window bringing fresh scents of sea air and floral vegetation and the sounds of water lightly slapping the supporting posts of the huts. Dinah's movements stirred Mark and he hugged her tightly and thanked her for the previous nights entertainment. "So ......

Extreme Big Brother - Day 04

by TheOtherTeacher on Oct 10, 2017
Group Sex

DAY FOUR. 8AM. I awoke, still holding Maria in my arms. Big Brother had yet to wake us, and she was sleeping softly. I felt the need to pee, and moved myself carefully away from her, without waking her from her slumber. As I walked to the bathroom, I smiled at the memory of last night. Such a sexy woman. Her husband truly was lucky. I wondered if she wou...

With Three You Get... Ch. 04

by Rathgon on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Day 6 The two women awoke to find Mark already up and gone. The boat was quiet but moving so they knew they were sailing, today's destination was Moorea where they could dive in the afternoon and spend the evening at one of the resorts ashore, returning to the boat later in the evening. The next day the boat would return to the main island and the trip woul...

Ivana Pushing Sissy's Limits

by frezrevup on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"You look ravishing," my wife Ivana said as I stood before her in a short red velvet dress with white tights and black Blahnik mary janes heels. She walked over to put a hair band in my long black hair. It was down to my shoulders now, flat-ironed straight. We stood together in front of the mirror after she was done. In her heels, Ivana was four inches tal...

Mother and Daughter Shared Pt. 02

by Cleevedreams on Mar 13, 2019
Mature

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "Hello Mr Carter, I gather you're fucking my mum?" I froze because I recognised the voice, but to other shoppers around me in Sainsbury's, it was not the normal sort of thing you heard in the frozen peas section. I turned, and there, looking absolutely delicious, was Kat, and a f...

With Three You Get... Ch. 03

by Rathgon on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Day 4 Mark woke, naked, with the two equally disrobed woman and disentangled himself. He paused for a moment, comparing their physical attributes. Dinah was fairly tall at 5'-7", and lean. Her pale complexion went along with her red hair and green eyes, now closed in sleep. She had a broad mouth which would light up a room when she smiled. Her smallish pert...

No Love Among Slaves

by ArchHeretic1 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Alex and Ivana were young college drop-outs when they decided to marry, both lost and confused in the world. Alex thought he was simply using her to fill a primal urge, a object to release his lusts, while Ivana saw Alex as a walking ATM machine and a tool to prevent her from falling behind in her social circle. After all, it would not do if all her friend...

Old Wounds

by hotprof1973 on Jun 25, 2019
Romance

It like to give a huge thanks to rnebular for again taking the time to edit and give suggestions to my story... especially pointing my overuse of ellipses, which after reading his editing comments... I really should've known better. I also have to give him credit for the title and story description; both worked better than I originally planned. As always, I...

New Horizons

by Black Star on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

As I rang the front doorbell of the large Georgian house on that Friday evening I felt tired. It had been a long day and I was in no mood to be given a lecture on computer skills by my friend, John. We had arranged to meet up after work one evening at his place to run through some graphic software packages that were giving me grief. I was new to digital phot...