Yesterdays Stories

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Her First Time

by cbrmale on Sep 17, 2017
First Time

CHAPTER ONE A blind date. Anyone ever had one? It had been arranged by a mutual acquaintance for me to meet Julie at the country railway station on Friday at 4.30. She would be dressed in purple and she has brown hair. I left work early, drove into the city and parked the car. I made it to the station just on 4.30 and recognised her, except that her hair w...

Wife Does Porn Pt. 02

by dzarathul on Feb 11, 2019
Loving Wives

Disclaimer: All characters and events are fictional. Contains strong ntr/netorare/cuckold elements. Read with caution. Feel free to comment and leave response. You can contact me at my email through my profile. ################# I woke up very early next morning. It's very unusual for me. Looking through the window I realized that the sun wasn't even up y...

Last Night

by Flavourmyvanilla on Mar 7, 2018
Romance

He couldn't stop thinking about last night. He could sense she was his the minute she stepped out of the shower. He could smell the faint scent of her body wash and noted that she was quick to cover up with her towel. What was she hiding from him? His cock knew instinctively, anticipation causing a sudden rush of blood to tighten the manhood in his jeans....

Broken Vows

by BeeJayEm on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Perspective is an amazing thing. Through 48 years of marriage he never saw her age, even though each morning he saw more of his father's face in the mirror then he did his own. Each daybreak he awoke to gaze into the eyes of the 26 year old girl he fell in love with and married so long ago. Looking at her now he finally saw all those years and the toll it ha...

Women Really Don’t Like Sausage

by Everettcb on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Anatomically speaking, women could never enjoy intercourse. The position of their female sexual features is made backward not to allow full male stimulation. The female vaginal and clitoris, simulative regions, are non-compatible with the male penis, except for procreation. There are books, talk shows, movies, idle chat, and theories upon hypothesis about wo...

Slave's Messy Room

by onefantasy on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

He walks into our bedroom and surveys the room. I'm naked, on my knees in the middle of the floor. Yesterdays dirty clothes scattered as we took them off. The bed was still unmade. He silently walks to me, grabs my long brown hair and pushes me down until my face is on the floor. "What a dirty little slut you are. Can't even clean the room? How lazy can you...

Jacinta's Story

by sweetsslut on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The blond stepped from the car in the parking lot, her purse falling open, spilling her contents on the pavement.... "Ooooooh," she softly curses, bends down picking up lipstick, pens, pill containers, odd bits of paper and nail files. Tossing her smoothly coiffed blond shag back out of her face, she clicks into the office building, her purse over one sho...

Something a Little Different

by Bethyboo on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sitting in the coffee shop....the same one that I sit in five mornings a week, drinking my coffee, feeling the day dawn in front of me. Pondering just what today might hold in store for me. I hold the letter in front of me...rereading it...want to get it right. I have been reading a new letter each Monday for the last 6 months. Most of them are along the s...

Sandy's Seduction Ch. 07

by LexiRoseLexi on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

He shouldn't have been surprised that she wasn't there when he woke up. All of her actions that night had been that of someone looking for an anonymous fuck. The lack of conversation, the way she'd managed to avoid giving her name or any way of contacting her, and yes, he'd checked. In fact it was the first thing he'd done once he'd realised she'd left. Ra...

The Diary of Mark Jones Pt. 02

by NeoBard on Sep 16, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

SUNDAY 27th JUNE The weekend has been uneventful to say the least. I tried kissing Sandy but she turned away again. It was the usual excuse; she just doesn't like it. Tonight she spent an hour asking me if I was alright, to which I replied I was no different to usual. When I suggested that a lack of intimacy was having a negative effect on me the response I...