Tramps Stories

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Anna & The Tramps

by TheDarkCloud on Aug 29, 2017
Group Sex

I first discovered my wife Anna had been unfaithful to me two years after we married. We had married young, both 25, and I guess I should not have been too surprised. Anna, is a stunning looking woman - blonde hair, blue eyes and a perfect hour glass figure – and she has a voracious sexual appetite, which until I caught her I thought I satisfied. I had gone...

Dark Psyche: Angel and the Tramp

by Harrowborg on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Since man was able to think there existed the dark psyche, part of our subconscious that we suppress in our rational thinking, and only touch upon when we surrender ourselves to our physical desires. Freud called this side of us our Ego's, we are a race of sexual beings who only now have begun to realise our full selves. Many of us share the same dark fantas...

Sally's Descent

by Married_Man_63 on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

This kind of follows on from Our Corruption only from Sally's POV. So if you didn't like the first one wont like like this either. Feedback, even negative, is always welcome. ***** It's been a couple of weeks since my life really began. Up until that point I had been a perfectly ordinary normal boring wife. Geoff had changed all that. Let's be honest, Marc...

My Threesome with a Rockstar

by msmyspace on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

I drive up to Manchester and Andres meets me at the hotel we're staying at. We're heading over to the M.E.N. arena that evening for the Porcelain and the Tramps concert and neither of us can wait. He looks like a total rock star already, but I've still got my preppy girl clothes on. Although we don't have much time, we still have a little time to imbibe in a...

Lois Griffin, Return to Video 04

by owensweet on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Three video's into this little project and Lois's anonymous internet persona was developing the beginnings of a following. It had been about three plus weeks since the video with Quagmire and people had been steadily asking about fresh content and making request. Brian already had something in mind but he didn't want to burn Lois out. His concern was that if...

Corrupted Glade

by Cantalope on Apr 4, 2015
Fantasy

Aster yawned widely, stretching from her resting place in a blooming flower. She grinned and extended her wings to catch the morning sun. Spring was finally here! It was always such a pain to give the glade over to those winter tramps every year, they always left behind a complete mess. Fingers crossed for global warming, Aster leapt from her sleeping place...

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Women in Time Ch. 04

by sharpchick on Sep 11, 2017
Chain Stories

I've often felt that the web that connects mother and daughter is paradoxically as strong as steel and as fragile as glass, particularly when secrets are woven into its threads. Never was this more abundantly illustrated than in my own life. The screen door slammed closed with the arrival of my granddaughter Thea, returning tearfully from yet another tempe...

The Underground Cuckold

by Craig88 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a warm Thursday night as my girlfriend and I strolled home from our friends house and we had been drinking, I felt quite tipsy. My girlfriend Madison looked so hot tonight. She was wearing a pair of heels and short plaid schoolgirl skirt that left little to the imagination. I was kind of glad we had left our friends house as one I had such a hard cock...

Beyonce in Bondage Ch. 07

by TheDarkCloud on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The D Club. A balmy August Saturday night. Everyone who was anyone in the celebrity Dominatrix scene seemed to be there. There was an excited chatter rarely seen in the club. An expectation buzzed through the air, this would be an exciting, rarely seen before night. The lights went right down. Plunging the large main hall into complete darkness for some mo...

Body Parts

by RAMJET69 on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

There's a loud pounding on the hand-carved front door. Bradley Kane looks up from the Wall Street Journal. "Hey, open up in there!" a muffled voice shouts over repeated thuds. Brad crosses the lavishly decorated living room. He swings the door open and stares at the dark figure standing in the night shadows. The man is about twenty. Long, slicked-down ha...