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Tara's Transformation - Part 2

Tara embraces her dark desires

Chapter 6: Hotwife The next morning, Tara had her first orgasm on her daily dildo, lubing and opening her pussy for what she hoped was soon to come. If all went well, today would be her first hotwife experience. It would be the first time she had sex with a new man since marrying Mark, and Sam would be the first black man to fuck her. Tara imagined Sam pounding her with his big black cock and absently reached for her ciga...

Tara's Transformation

Tara embraces her dark desires

Chapter 1: The Conversation Tara was still a beautiful young woman, only thirty-two years old, but she already felt world-weary beyond her years. The sparkle that once shone in her bright green eyes was long gone and it had been ages since her long, dark hair had been properly styled. She had maintained the façade of a perfect wife and mother for 18 years and she dearly loved her husband, Mark, and her daughter, Clara. Ho...

Needs, Wants, Desires Finale

Three people, two sisters, one twisted moment where needs, wants, and desires boil over

“Fuck! Fuck! Look at her taking that cock,” Kelly gasped. She bounced on her boyfriend’s lap, their straddled position lining his tip up directly with her g-spot. The pleasure centers of the lithe blonde’s brain fired on all cylinders from the intense fucking and the thrill of witnessing her sister’s defilement and utter submission to a big, fat dick. The knowledge of what came after only further added kerosine to her exp...

Needs, Wants, Desires Ch 4

Three people, two sisters, one twisted moment where needs, wants, and desires boil over

For her twenty-first birthday, Jane wanted a complete blowout. The end of college. The ability to legally drink. The last time they might get to have fun like this before real life truly began and they all moved away for separate jobs. It was a recipe for disaster. Lynn assumed it would entail binge drinking, dancing, and maybe a post-birthday hangover. And while drinking and dancing occurred — with Lynn submitting to pee...

The Poker Game

My friends take advantage of my situation!

This story takes place in the early 1980s. My name is Clay. I was twenty-four at the time, and my wife Jeannie was twenty-two. She is pictured above. I had just graduated from a small South Georgia College. I am older as I had to work my way through school, working at the carpet mill. I am 6’0” tall with a muscular build and my hair is dusty brown, medium length, with a slight curl. My circumcised cock is seven inches and...

Late For Brunch

An unplanned pussy fisting makes my boyfriend and I late for brunch

It’s Sunday morning, and we have a brunch date with family. I walk upstairs with my espresso, and I hear water—my boyfriend has beat me to the shower. I don’t mind; we have plenty of time. I never know what to expect when I walk in on my boyfriend in the shower. Most days, it’s a utilitarian event. Some days he stands under the waterfall for an hour, letting the heat and steam unwind his body and mind while he solves the...

The Dean's Wife

Being the wife of a prestigious college Dean can get very boring unless you are a cum-loving slut like Susan Benette then you make your own fun.

Susan was well-educated and a successful woman in her own right. But her career had been put on hold for her husband after being appointed Dean at the prestigious Boston College. Being in another state meant that Susan had to give up her career and move away from all her friends and family. But she realized this was an opportunity that her husband couldn't refuse or the money they offered. Susan loved her husband very muc...

The Video Chat

Even a quarantine in a time of crisis will not stop me from making you cum.

I hold the phone in front of my face, watching you. I’m talking you up the way I always do. It doesn’t take long. It never takes long. Maybe it’s the words I use, the things I describe that I would do to you if only I was there. Maybe it’s the deep, rich tone of my voice and the urgency you hear in it. Maybe it is simply your own, overcharged libido, your unquenchable need to cum and I’m just the catalyst. Whatever it is,...

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I took the last, long drag of my cigarette and held the smoke in my lungs, then crushed the still glowing stub into the metal ashtray on my lap as I exhaled the blue smoke out in to the night air. I was sitting on my balcony, naked, sipping on a generous pour of whisky. I tried to concentrate on the view of the city laid out before me. The CN Tower rose bold and stark against the dusky, Toronto, night sky. The city lights...

One wild night for a sweet little southern girl-p2

The night contnues as the E really hits hard

Please read "One wild night for a sweet little southern girl" first or this is not going to make any sense. We sat on the couch talking about what a fabulous time we were having. I kept on looking over at Dave's now flaccid cock. It lay there like a large snake. Dave caught the glimpses I was giving him. "You know Mary, It was so great to final have you after all the fantasizing I did about you" Dave said. "I'm glad you l...