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I had a raging hard-on and needed to get laid. I was stroking my cock driving around looking for some pussy. I needed a tight, piece of ass. I saw a few women walking down[…]

My pen-name is Rachael Wright, and I love sexual fantasies. I began enjoying them when I was teen, and I married a man who learned to enjoy them with me. Eventually I started jotting down[…]

As Suzie and the boy walked along the beach towards the inlet, she found herself slowly losing her nerve. It was as if there were a battle raging within her breast. Outwardly she seemed so[…]

Looking out the window of the flower shop, I see a driving rain storm. It was close to closing time, I went to the door to lock it and turn off the open sign. A[…]

Part2 Pam wakes after a long sleepless night. She spent the night contemplating her dilemma hoping she still has a marriage. She listens for jack hearing him in the kitchen and pots rattling. Pam slowly[…]

My neighbour is a peeper and his name is Tom. Yes I know very cliché but his name really is Tom. Now I’ve been shy about my body, its curvaceous and yes I’m a bit[…]

Chapter Four It was Sunday morning when Alan woke up to Brianna laying naked in his arms. He smiled and rolled over to face her. With a gentle kiss on her lips, her eyes fluttered[…]

Date: Sun, 27 Jul 2003 07:14:22 -0000 From: /> Subject: The New England Army Sex Club – Part One (Military, College, Authoritative, Urination) The following Adult Erotic story is fictional. However it is based on[…]

Alan was trudging his way back to his room, shit things were starting to get stranger and stranger. Opening the door he sat in the chair thinking about the day. "Alan," Hopix said next to[…]

NOTE: Please read Chapter 1 if you have not already done this story will not make as much sorry for the delay… I had thought about it long and hard before I picked up the[…]

It was the sound of his voice that triggered the knowing. In that split second, when I heard the acoustic waves created only by his vocal cords, I knew I had found my perfect submissive.[…]

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

"I take it she's dead then," said Sergei Ivanovich without emotion. Anna said nothing; her mouth was full of her father's erection, and she was praying for death. "Took the whore long enough; I thought[…]

This is only my second story I have written here so please be patient and know I am a semi-newbie. I am not sure If I will make differant parts to this story yet or[…]

You think Christmas is only for children? That's what old Jim Hadfield thought too and as he was to discover, it is simply a matter of never losing sight of what Christmas intrinsically means and[…]

This is the fourth story of a much longer story arc, which is best read in the order of the List at the end. Translation of German words or phrases at the end. However, I[…]