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Little Red Riding Whore

by creepy_ghost on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

Once upon a time lived a wood-cutter and his wife, who had one little eighteen year old girl that they cherished more than life. She was very pretty, with sweet blue eyes and golden hair; and she'd turn all the boys heads when she walked and her tits were quite a lovely pair. In the next village lived her aunt who was thirty years old, who loved her so much...

Jilnar Jardaly & the Big Dick Wolf

by Abeedah1978 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut" ***** One fine day, Jilnar the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut's mother called her to come downstairs. She had just finished preparing her a basket of X-rated goodies for her to ta...

A Good Fucking Morning

by tk5555 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Thanks to LarryInSeattle and Cheer_Smartie526 for editing and some constructive criticism, it made the story much better. As always please rate the story and let me know what you thought about it. Fiona turned off the shower and grabbed her towel from the hook on the wall. She ducked her head down and draped the towel over it, then began to vigorously...

Riding In the Hood

by TheBlackedGinger9 on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

She wore a tight-fitting red tank top that hugged her hips, her quick paced caused the ends of the shirt to fold up slightly revealing her milky waste. The girl also wore a red mini-skirt that was loose fitting and flowing in the wind. She had knee-high leather boots that kicked at the dirt as she nearly skipped across the path. This must be the girl Cinder...

An Encounter

by Rvav8r on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Nancy stood facing the window and enjoyed the spectacular view of the city before her. Lights from windows and street lights bathed the room in soft light. An occasional ship would add a surreal specter to the view. She was wearing boy shorts for her panties and nothing else. They weren't her normal choice for intimate apparel but Ray had told her that was w...

Trixie's Adventure

by spandexman on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Trixie, the 19-year-old, 5'5", adorable, assistant-manager, with big baby-blue eyes, high cheekbones, a cute dimpled chin just like her gorgeous aunt, thick long curly platinum-blonde hair, and an incredible 36GG-28-33 hourglass figure that her too small red knit turtleneck sweater, skintight white riding breeches, and shiny brown riding boots hugged like a...

Little Red Riding Hood

by er0tic4u on Sep 15, 2017
Humor & Satire

Little Red Riding Hood wasn’t the sweet innocent she is written about in fairy tales passed down from one generation to the next. This is the real story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Little Red Riding Hood was a little foxy lady of 21. She knew how to vamp, be a tramp with all the woodsmen, trolls and elves in the forest that lead to her...

Playing with You

by tazgirl5 on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

I come back to our room when you are getting out of the shower. I turn to you and ask you to come lay on the bed with me. I begin to kiss your neck and start running my tongue all over you. You roll me over and start kissing my neck and then slid your hand under my shirt cupping my right breast. You gently squeeze and knead them. I undo my shirt, then you re...

My First Ride

by BootPunk on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

It was the first time I dared riding a racing motorcycle, something I had always dreamed about. The power of the engines, the strength of the frames, and the breathtaking speed had always thrilled me: These motorcycles had always reminded me of graceful predators, cheetahs for the racetrack. I had spent many hours admiring those motorcycles, dreaming of...

The Huntsman Pt. 02

by xianpeters on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

I woke from my morning nap with a start. It happens a lot when I sleep out in the open in the woods. Though it was quiet, I always jolt myself awake, partly due to the guilt I still harbor over what I did to Snow White so many years ago. Thankfully, the only sounds around me were the bird songs and some bleating from a doe that was in obvious heat and was...