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Wet Pussied Aunty This incident happened a few months ago and from then I have changed my opinion about middle aged women leading apparently satisfying lives having a happy family. I am Raja, 24 in[…]

My phone rings well after mid nite. My sleeping wife next to me stirs as I get up to answer it. “Go back to sleep, Honey” I say walking out of the bedroom to answer[…]

Being a radical at heart, it is sometimes difficult to just have a normal day. I do not work a 9 to 5 job like 90% of the world, instead my day is my own.[…]

 Yvonne was once again awestruck. Ricky’s hard cock was worthy of the Greek gods themselves. It was thick and curved and the tip was flushed a bright red like a juicy berry begging to be[…]

At the time of my first experience I was 15 years old. Like most kids I would spend countless hours surfing the web and chatting to people online. One day I got a message from[…]

it was a friday night just like all others come home eat dinner, go to bed and yes the occasional look up of porn. while surfing the net i started thinking what it would be[…]

I'm going to share a true story that I never thought I would ever write. It was an ordinary Friday night out in Brussels. I had met up with some friends to grab a drink[…]

Lisa……… I like to dress up in a "come fuck me" outfit to go out on a Saturday night, so I put on my stockings, g-string panties, lacy bra, very short skirt and a see[…]

Fbailey story number 427 The White One-Piece Top Dad talked Mom into buying and wearing a white one-piece top. It was a T-shirt kind of thing with the crotch sewn shut so that she was[…]

When a new family moved into our small town it was common for everyone to want to know them. It made it easier for everyone to go ahead and classify those people. One day another[…]

When I heard the distinct of the door, I immediately scrambled for the nearest bathroom ignoring Melinda’s pleas to relax. I found my sanctuary in the hall bathroom immediately around the corner, and when my[…]

Fbailey story number 360 Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had[…]

Chapter Four: In between times Monday The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash over her and for a second she was not sure why; then it all[…]

MARCH 2ND 2007 It had been nearly two weeks since my first session with Mistress Nikki. It had become hard to keep myself busy because all that was ever on my mind was going back[…]

Part Four When I awoke, I realised four things. Firstly, we had slept for over an hour. Secondly, Mike had rolled me off him and had pulled me back into a delicious spooning. Next, the[…]

Dream Lover Somehow your face is in my dreams each night, And thoughts of you come with each morning's light. You haven't done a thing to bring this on, But still I find my heart[…]