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**All characters who engage in any sort of sexual activity in this story are well over the age of 18**I felt him grab my hips a bit tighter and I knew he’d found his rhythm. As he slammed into me, I slid my hand back to work my clit with my fingers. I could feel
Avery stood outside the entrance to the hotel where her school had rented a ballroom for senior prom. She flipped through her phone, annoyed and waiting for her dad to pick her up. She could still hear the loud rhythmic thumping of the music from inside as the night air cooled her exposed skin. She
My friend Michelle DM’d me today while I was working at the office. That slut always has the naughtiest stories to tell and today was no different; she kept me wet all day. I went to the ladies room several times for the sole purpose of masturbating my sopping wet pussy. I dreamed of holding
Note to reader: What I value so much in femdom erotica is the idea of discovery. Additionally, I enjoy seeing the discovery as a process. On the one hand, notions, preconceptions of and about self, are being stripped away while on the other hand, one partner is helping the other to a new understanding of
Shane had a small family. No kids of his own. But he was married with a 19 year old step daughter with his wife Marilyn.His hot stepdaughters name was misty. She had grown into a very sexy young woman. He had married her mom years ago and she always called him, “daddy.” She was a
Mistress’ Mother was seriously ill and she needed to remain away to care for her so she’d reluctantly told me about her new plan. Of course, whatever her wishes were I would follow them to the letter no matter how I felt. In many ways her new plan was pleasant and easy to acquiesce to.
All characters are over the age of 18.This is a very special story to me. But rather than hold up the story with that explanation, I’ll go into that in my author’s notes at the end, so you can skip it if you’ve a mind to.My Beautiful DebbieMy father got me into building model cars
All characters in this story are over 18.Part 1: The Bus RideBack in 1981, when you were getting high on a coach bus you could slide the window open a few inches and exhale out into the wind. Of course, cigarette smoking was allowed on the bus back then which helped mask the smell of
Sandy 30 – Adjusting PlansEarly Sunday morning, when Sandy got to the park bench where she was supposed to meet Cassandra, the sky was gloaming, but the sun was not yet fully up. The street was mostly deserted. A sketchy looking guy walked up the sidewalk. Sandy felt anxious.The guy stopped and asked, “Sandy?””Yes. Who
Marcia Writes a Porn Storyby Peter_ClevelandSecond of Two PartsMarcia has changed. Phil fights back. Love wins.* * * * *For readers’ convenience, this story is published in two parts. It’s best understood as a single story, though–like a play in two acts. For best results, read Part 1 first.A reminder: No character in this story
“You know what this means?” my wife Samantha asked me.”Yes. What do you think? Want to try it?””It’s up to you.” She said.”No, it’s up to you.” I said.”We’ve never done anything like this. Maybe we should try it. They are a really nice couple.”I commented, “She’s pretty hot. How do you like him?”She answered
Hello. My name is Mark. This is Part 2 of the story about how I became involved with a married couple.I knew the woman from work. Susan and I both worked as physical therapists at a hospital located in the mid-west. We had also gone to the same university, but I didn’t know her before
Any mistakes are mine but in my defense I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first or second language. Spell and grammar check mostly set to US or Australian English.I had little idea what was going to happen in this story when I started
Disclaimer: all referenced characters are 18+[A/N] – Can skip if you don’t care about me or previous storiesLong time no see. Your house literally burning to the ground has a way of putting a damper on your hobbies. Not kidding.I had 60,000 words written for the second part of Nuclear Family. Not very motivated to
It was 3:30 and I sat on my sun porch and watched the street outside waiting on my son’s bus. I do this everyday because you know this world is messed up, a child could be hit by a car or snatched up off the street. The world is fucked up. I worry constantly about
Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it xx Mica, Yorkshire England.Everyone was out, I was home alone. I took the time to have a leisurely shower, and when I had done I sat on the bath for a shave. I shaved my crack once, never again, boy that itched for
My husband and I drifted apart long before we got divorced. I know, that is no revelation. It’s how divorce usually works. Neither of us harbored animosity towards the other. It was just over. We are career professionals so there were no kids to fight over. It was just time to call it what it
I was laying on the beach reading as I always do. I hadn’t noticed the arrival of a pretty young lady who had spread her blanket and chair out just behind me. She was a petite girl of about five foot three with short brown hair but a really nice body. Though she was small
In the early hours of the morning, she began to ignore me, getting ready for college in icy silence. I sensed she was troubled and carefully avoided meeting her eyes, fully aware that I’d gone much too far. As she finished adjusting her coat, I broke the ice.- Emma, what’s wrong?She turned back to me
[Author’s note: This is based on a true story related to me. The names and details have been fictionalized but the basic framework of the story is true.]I credit Molly with my sexual awakening. Molly is my sister Karen’s best friend. Molly is 18, like me. Karen is 19 – 18 months older than me.