*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. **.**.**.** Kincaid Roberts stared in disbelief as Ashley St. Martin casually strolled to the ticket window and requested one ticket for the romantic comedy. They had seen the movie twice already and Kincaid had hated it both times. The plot was so contrived and the acting itself was so wooden it was laughable. But it starred not one but two of the latest up and coming actors that probably would not have careers…

A rare night when I have nothing planned. I will go to the park in the city and see what is around. Dressed as I usually am from the toe to the top, I am wearing my leopard print ankle boots, stay up stockings, leopard print and black lace trimmed undies (which barely hold my penis in place), short, neat fitting grey wool skirt, neat fitting short sleeve pink top and a grey beret. Being a little cool, I also put on a three quarter length red wool coat. When I arrive at the park it is just on sunset, still enough light to see who is around. The park…

This is a story about the most lustful experience of my life. Dialogue and thoughts of the event have been reproduced to the best of my ability. It was late, past midnight. The windows of the motel were left wide open, New York City’s endless noise humming in the distance, and a cool summer breeze was brushing against my cleanly shaved body, when I caught a glimpse of someone in the room’s unusually large mirror. The reflection in the mirror was that of a youthful girl with flat chest but a pleasantly large and quite smooth butt. She was dressed in silky soft lingerie, covered by a red robe, and…

Your husband had been delighted when you woke him with his cock in your mouth. Taking him deep in your throat with your eyes locked to his as you sensuously fondled your full breasts had been a surprising but welcome Valentine’s gift for him. You knew that swallowing his cum, leaving a trace just so on your lips, would prevent him from suspecting anything about your alleged overnight “business” trip on Valentine’s Day. Sucking his cock aroused you as well but it was more the thought of the evening that consumed your thoughts and body. After taking care of your husband, he went about his morning routine, showering and shaving.…

This story is the third involving Nisha and Chris as they seek anal pleasure outside their marriage. Reading the first two stories is not necessary to follow this one but if you enjoy it, why not look up the other two? Thank you for reading. J x Nisha’s Husband Swap Ch. 03 – Visitors “Oh God, no!” Nisha stared in shock and disbelief at her phone. Chris looked over the top of his newspaper and put down his morning cup of tea. “Is everything okay, Darling?” Nisha didn’t respond at first as she continued to read the email which had just arrived in her inbox with a look of horror.…

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Marching Band Cadet– Chapter Thirteen This is a series about high school males in the late 1970s. They had a secret club in which they engaged in gay sex and BDSM rituals. This series is told from the point of view of a club member who served as their submissive. The initial chapters establish the background and characters. As the story progresses, in later chapters there will be hardcore sex, group sex, S&M, and some raunch and taboo activities. The series is set in the years before HIV, so condoms are not used. This is fiction. If you object to fiction that includes the activities listed above, then you should…

(A completely selfish experiment in fusing erotica with legitimate literature. There’s a good chance it will simply be the sex scene in a novel, if it fits. The point was to find catharsis in my own emotions, and apply them in an erotic way, since they link so often.) * The empty dorm rooms had been left unlocked for the summer so that housekeeping could have easy access, and when the party ended the group took advantage of the situation by housing their drunken friends on the bare mattresses. Jon was given a room, even though he was only moderately tipsy and probably would have made it home, two doors…

I made sure my movements were slow, slower than normal, because I wanted to draw this out for a really long time. It was only 9:15 and I wanted the initial release to be quick, fast and intense. That would ensure that with my next round I could hold you teetering on the edge for quite a time. As I leaned forward reaching for the remote, I just had to smile a bit knowing that the stretching and reaching also added pressure on my invading digit. It was a good opportunity, giving me an excellent angle to bite you on the cheek of your ass. So you finally open your…