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It had been several month since Taylor and I happened to be drawn together, and as time went by, I ended up seeing my old girlfriend. I was trying to put the experience behind me, but whenever I had sex, I always seemed to end up thinking about Taylor. I was obsessed with her, to the point where I would drive by her house, desperately hoping I might run into her. I had started to realize I’d never see her again, but I continued to take my dog for walks around the lake everyday, sometimes even twice. Again, I never expected...

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Chapter One: Walter! Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and glowered angrily at her son's bedroom door. Walter, I know what you're doing in there! I am absolutely sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter, are you listening? Her teenage son didn't answer. The rhythmic thumping continued louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall as Walter eagerly beat his prick, flailing his fist up and down his stiff, aching cock. Walter! Patty swore and rapped angrily on the door. She was thirty-four and gorgeous, with...

Steve drove home and collapsed on his large leather sofa. He was absolutely knackered, his cock and balls aching from all the amazing fucking he'd done. He had known he would get to fuck Jane's mum without her putting up more than a token resistance, she was so sexually frustrated he could smell her cunt as soon as she opened the front door. She was desperate to be fucked good and hard, even if she couldn't admit it to herself. It was hard to believe she had got to thirty nine years of age without anyone pressing the right sexual buttons...

She stood there in the hotel room looking at me as I walked through the door. The freezing cold air filled the room quickly as there was a fresh snowfall the night before. I took my jacket off and tossed it aside as my eyes fixated on her breath-taking body. Her tight, button-up blouse was concealing her freckle covered tits and stretched over her hard, erect nipples like a pair of latex gloves. The black skirt she had on was so short; it barely covered the bottom of her firm, round ass cheeks. Shooting out of her skirt like a pair...

Every word of the following story is true, the woman I shared this experience with was absolutely wonderful, both in and outside the bedroom, and still is to this day. I'm Stan, 22 and a white college student 6'2 155lbs, short brown hair, pretty tan, and athletic. She's Lori, 45, around 5'8 a bit on the chubby side but hwp, black, a beatuiful round ass, gorgous smile, and what I would later find out to be 36DDs. her personality is what always caught me attention: laughing, great conversationalist, confident, and sexy. She's a friend of a friend and out of the...

Carol was wearing only an apron that didnt cover her ass, she also wore 5 inch spiked heels , no bra , her tits were pierced & she was both ballgagged & buttplugged . She was collared, the dog collar said Max's Slut on it . Her son/master Max had just finished using her , it was Saturday noon , so she was preparing his lunch . Her mouth smelled of jism , she had just swallowed a mouthful only ten minutes earlier but Master Max had not allowed her to use mouthwash yet. Tomorrow was a special day, it was...

Nineteen and Counting. -------------- Her delicate left hand was travelling erratically over her own soap drenched body, while her right was applying flat, concentric, experienced motions over her puffy engorged pleasure center, radiating its exaggerated sensitivity to her whole submissive crouch, lower belly and upper thighs. The warm water of the little three bedroom house’s shower was amplifying the masturbation induced heat of the young 19 year old. Jessie had now lost control of the pace of her own breathing as she struggled to maintain the involuntary moans to a level barely audible and well camouflaged by the beating shower cascade...

My wife and I had been married for 11 years. Our story isn’t glamorous, I met her at a rock festival and she was blazed drunk. I became her prey as she slipped her tongue into my mouth and danced around my gums. Before I could even blink I had a 23 year old sucking on my face with bourbon fumes coming from her body. Normally someone like me would back the hell away, but I was stuck in the heat of the moment went I saw how beautiful she was. Some people might have called her a skank, a slut...

We sat on the edge of Tracey's bed. Her room was twice the size of Kerry's and the bed was of generous proportions, king-sized I guessed... to fit her busty bulk and whoever else was lucky enough to sleep with her! Yet there was no evidence of a man in the room, everything was girlie and frilly but looked old and worn. Cigarette smoke had yellowed the peeling wallpaper and the dirty bleached drape which covered the front window. In front of us was an old battered TV and VHS player on top of a second hand wooden table. I guessed...