She lay, spread-eagled, naked apart from knee-length
My wife and I have been married for 25 years – she is 45 and I am 48. It took a little red skirt to bring us the sexual adventure of our lives.
Mrs Sammy Smith, worked as a nurse at the local general hospital, she was 42 years of age and had strived to reach the position of senior nurse over the last seven years.
My introduction to the love of another woman came on a
After living together for almost two years Judy and I
Being a submissive does not happen over night…. I was mildly submissive as
Description: A young Asian Player (aZiaN PLaYa in street slang) lusting after and screwing the different Asian hotties in his life.
Matt, youve gotta relax, man. Stop moving your head.
It had been some time since I last saw her and my lust for her body had been growing strong every day. I needed to see her, that beautiful face, that long blonde hair, feel her huge tits, feel her throat constricting around my cock, I needed to fuck her again. I sent her a snapchat of me stroking my thick 8 inch cock with the caption I want you. A few minutes later she sent me a reply snap showing her breasts that leave me speechless everytime I see them, the beyond impressive size of them and the erect pierced nipples with the caption When and where?
Kathy was really pleased the way the party was going. It was her
Hope youre doing well, I dont post very much, but I am a fan of erotic fiction especially when it is ahem a certain subject matter (corny joke done). This is COMPLETELY FICTION, all characters are of legal age and older.
Even though Beth and I had divorced several years
This is the story of myself and Julie. Julie was my first. The story seems like it went on for a long time, but when it was over it seemed as if it had happened in a flash. Still, it is engraved into my mind.
Mainly out of boredom a woman decides to explore her submissive side and soon finds herself bewildered and enthralled by her new Dom.
There are moments in life that define you, and this was one of them. I could feel the dogs slobber drip onto my back, its hot breath panting in my ear, its slippery cock jabbing wildly leaving wet trails across my ass. It was at that moment that I knew with every fibre of my being that I wanted to become a dog slut. As I felt the dogs movements become more frantic my mind flashed back to how I started this journey and it was hard to imagine it was less than a week ago.
It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement.
The most seductive thing about Nathalie was the fact that she was utterly forbidden. She was a first year undergrad at my college, and I am a married man, dependent on my job and in deep shit if I should lose it. The consequences on my part were about as serious as they could get were I to be caught in a compromising situation with one of my students. But, as I say, that was the most seductive thing about her. The devil on my left shoulder kept whispering in my ear all the way through that first semester, and I was experienced enough with female undergrads to be able to distinguish the merely flirty from the serious propositions.
She found herself wanting to take things from her. It was a strange obsession, as if taking small things from her life would somehow add up and leave her without any possessions and make her husband not want her anymore.
Her name was Melanie. Her beauty was legend. Men came from miles around just for the chance to bathe themselves in her graceful aura.
A couple of years ago I was working in a small convenience store. My boss was this lovely voluptuous divorced woman in her forties. She had a smile which alone could get me hard, and a full bodied form, with gigantic tits, that I would lay in bed and think about after a shift, and cumming all night.
It was starting to get dark but Thomas continued to drive. Where was the main highway? This was the last time hed listen to his damn friend again when it came to directions. Looking out he saw that they were going to have a bad snow storm soon from the darkening of the sky. Wonderful just wonderful! He was supposed to be home with the family getting nauseous at bad jokes, and pissed off at nosey siblings and cousins. Crap he wished he didnt have to go home this year for Christmas.
Me thinks the layd doth protest too much, said Hamlet. This statement, or something like it, can be applied to anyone who complains too much about how exploited he is sexually.