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S.L.U.T. Slutterella Swoons

Finally giving up on love, I meet a man that is my every, sexual fantasy

“Hello. My name is Krystal, and I’m a slut… a fucking horny slut.” The bitch in the mirror stared back at me with indignant condescension; she’d heard my chant a hundred times in the past week. “My pussy is always dripping wet.” I flashed my reflection, f...

S.L.U.T. Slutty Sexperiences

Coming into my own, I seek out sexual adventure on my journey to slutdom

Hawk was a bad boy, and just looking at him made my pussy gush. That was the first time any person had that effect on me, and it changed my life. Although his name was Dale, everyone called him Hawk, a truncated version of Hawkson, his last name. I’d beco...

S.L.U.T. Slutty Office Girl

Who says that work needs to be boring?

Slowly and imperceptibly, awareness and responsibility crept in, both of them having the prefix “self-.” Objectively, which was all but impossible for me, at that time, I didn’t have too terrible of an existence. It just wasn’t the life I needed. I had be...

S.L.U.T. Groupie Slut

One honry slut plus one sexy guitarist equals kinky fun in public

While my short tenure on campus blazed the path my future would take, the life of a college student was not for me. Unlike high school, which was a daily ordeal of ridicule and torture, even the teachers joining in on the fun of tormenting me, my collegia...

Skinny Dippin

The mountain water was cool, but I soon found myself very warm.

The old mill pond had been our summer meeting place for years. The mill had been closed for years now, but the pond was still there. It made a great place to hang out and swim. There was a big oak tree next to the water. We would tie a rope to the limb, s...

Ready To Rumble: Damsel Worship

After the charity event, the real action begins

“So, this lilliputian Tasmanian Devil on speed jumps on my back, and I’m like, ‘Whoa! A feral cat’s attacking my ass!'” Everyone was laughing uproariously. The charity event was a huge success, and, now, it was our time to celebrate. At least three dozen...

Dressing Room

One horny redhead, one not-very private fitting room. What could happen?

The thoughts of what I was about to do had my pussy so drenched that I was struggling against the powerful urge to finger my fiery cunt right in public. A slutty, see-through dress, of a medium gray, gossamer fabric with glimmering, sparkling silver threa...

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When Oliver And I Met With Keith.

I knew he liked me, he told me he did on more than one occasion and so I wanted to treat him for being so nice.

My husband, Oliver, and I had reason to visit Manchester, England, and, knowing that a Lush admirer of mine resided there, I decided to send him a private message, with Oliver’s approval, letting him know when we’d be there and asking if he was free to me...

Trad Wife: Setting Trends

Mary Anne handles business, the cam shows, and cocks

“Fuck her hard,” I instructed, my voice filled with moaning passion. “Harder!” Susan looked edible and so slutty that I felt as if I’d outdone myself. Her pizza delivery girl costume was perfectly slutty, and the exquisite colors matched her complexion an...

Trad Wife: Promo Shoot

Back to work, Mary Anne shoots some horny video

“What are you doing at home? Did you get fired again? Stop fingering your cunt and answer me. If you can’t hold a job, we won’t make rent.” The scene was perfect. The lighting, the audio, and even the grunts and moans of the porn Susan was watching on her...

Bad Girl's Date Night: Part Two

A Train Wreck Of Thought

He knew I loved this game, and he was highly aware of how it affected me. In my youth, I was mostly devoid of self-esteem. To garner acceptance and even be noticed, I adopted my mother’s habit of being a brazen, tawdry slut. That wrecked my life more time...

Watch Me

This is a fantasy, which exites me.

The body underneath me belongs to him. A man with high standards and harder features. Those which I enjoy at the moment. Strong muscles press into my fingers. Pubic hair tickles my nose. Veiny hardness touches my tongue. I worship all that beauty he bring...

Trad Wife: Pre-Show Jitters

Fire, calamtiy, and nerves. Mary Anne fingers her way to the rescue

FIRE! That single, shouted word violently altered the trajectory of my day, sending it hurling toward a chaotic tumult. The powers of the universe, allied with Murphy’s Law, sought to undo all my work. Disaster upon calamity struck, repeatedly, and it all...