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Harvey was filming his wife , who had just had her face plastered with jism from her Master Max's 11 inch cock . To clean it off Max was now pissing all over Ginger's face. The 58 year old redhead found this relaxing and not out of the norm . Max was a 20 year old man who was her constant Maledom , they had met 1 year earlier at a swinger's club & now Max lived in the Master Suite in their home . Ginger would make money for her master by going on the webcam , he had setup...

. Smack, Smack two sharp slaps across his face cheeks caused his eyes to open and see the shape of his wife standing over him. “Hey maggot I am going to work don’t stay in that fucking bed all day; and make sure this place is cleaned up when I get back”. Her resentment for him had been at an all time low for a number of years now. Her money was keeping both of them as he had long since become unemployable. It had all been heavenly when they first met; she thought he was Mr, Wonderful. How he excited...

This story was originally written by scotsmitch2001 for me and I took his base idea and modified and expanded it into this story here. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Panties Chapter 1: Nick's Delimma (Nick ventures into Jaclyn's room) Nick lay back on the bed and sighed. When Monica said she was only going to be 10 minutes to freshen up, he knew it would be longer. She had asked him to come over and pick her up so they could go out for lunch. Of course, she wasn't ready yet, she had to ‘freshen up.’ He looked around her room, delighted at how...

Over the weekend, Amy thought about Max having fucked her. Yes, she was sure in her mind that is what had happened Friday afternoon. Max had fucked her. It wasn't her fault. But she kept thinking about it and thinking about it, and the thoughts kept making her feel a sexual tingling sensation in her loins which caused her hand to stray between her thighs to rub. Now it was Monday afternoon, and school was out. It had been hard to keep her hand from between her thighs during her classes, but somehow she had managed. Now walking home, she could...

I'll write more if you like it. Email me with comments/suggestions: [email protected] Jake Greenman sits in his music theory class, bored out of his mind and fiddling with a guitar to try and offset the anxious diffusion of young hormones throughout his toned, warm body. His brown hair, straight and thin in complexion, brushes lightly over his forehead and swoops back across his scalp, and he has to flip it back periodically. His guitar playing is a bit sporadic, his smooth, white fingers caress the fingerboard and glide superciliously up and down the sub-par guitar. He is around 5’8”, or so...

Chapter 8: The Morning After This is a work of fiction. All fictional characters are 18+. Please comment after reading. Peggy slept late. She was exhausted after her day with Wanda and then last night with Hubby. She did not even remember falling asleep. Her body felt ravaged and abused, but at the same time felt spectacular. She still felt a twinge of pleasure in her lady parts as she recalled all that she did and had been done to her. A slutty smile creased her face. She had been in a deep sleep when Hubby woke up and headed into...

My name is John Smith. I am 32, brown hair, about 5 feet 8 inches tall, and I have a 15 inch cock. I teach grade 10 math. I love my job because of all the hot teenagers I get to see. There is one in particular named Katie who is always dressing like a slut. Tight shirts without bras and miniskirts. She is 16. On Friday, after a math exam, the last class of the day, she approached me after all the students had left. She was wearing a white tank top, and a pretty short miniskirt. “Mr. Smith I...

Adopted part 2 Patty refused to fuck her adopted son again that day, as often as he pestered her for another chance to slide his seemingly always hard cock into her pussy. Refusing him wasn't easy. She spent most of the evening finger fucking, locked in her room and feverishly rubbing her wet pussy, all to thoughts of the joy she'd experienced with her adopted son's huge prick. The next morning, Walter came to the breakfast table completely naked, with an enormous throbbing hard-on that was already leaking tasty looking cum juice. He made a valiant effort to fuck his mother...

As Garry walked down the main street looking into each shop window he came across a notice in the 7 eleven store, stopping he began reading the notice, wow he thought freeboard offered for helping in private school cooking class this was so perfect as he begun to dial the mobile number that was on display in the notice. It seemed like forever before the the phone clicked and a voice answered "Hi this is Mary",Can I help you a female voice spoke. For a brief second Garry was nervous when finally he blurted out "Hi,my name is Garry and I...

Author’s note; This story is a Romance, and the sex occurs towards the ending. Some might not like it for its lack of vicarious luridness from the beginning to the very end. The poem John shares with Rachel; "Autumn” belongs to Emily Elizabeth Dickenson, (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886). She was an American poet. I chose it because it is my favorite poem of Autumn and my favorite time of year. Bread and Butter Beagle9690 September 2019 He served Twenty-seven years in the Marines, retiring as a Colonel at forty-five. The Marines tempered John as hard and tough as...