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By Vickie Eggie. Simply put, Virginia wanted to fuck. She didn’t care who or where, just as long as she got some hot male sausage to stuff into her aching pussy. “A girl can only go so long without riding the big shaft,” she thought, “and I’ve gone about as far as I want to go.” It had not been all that long. Only yesterday, she had screwed the mail boy down in the basement of the building she worked

By Wldathrt. This story is about one of the most erotic and sensual times that my wife and I have ever had together. I would love to jump into the best part, but it is better if you know some of our histories. We’ve been married for 28 years and have three grown children, none living at home. Our sex life has been great, but I must say that my wife is a bit of a prude. She has never

By Sam Grant. “That should do it,” I said. I was just finishing the final knot. “Will that do?” “Oh, yes. It’s perfect!” Brenda purred. I could tell she was already incredibly aroused. “Let’s wake him up now.” John didn’t know what was about to happen to him. One minute he was enjoying supper, laughing over wine, and slumped in a chair. He’s a big man, and Brenda and I struggled to get him in position. After stripping him naked,

By Anon. My name is Jane. I’m in my late thirties now. The story I’m about to relate to you is true, happening when I was just eighteen years old. I am an only child. My parents said, “They didn’t want to mess with perfection by having another child.” I just came home from school. Dad and Mom were still at work, they wouldn’t be home until six. I was trusted at home alone after school, but I had to

By Morganna Blue. Chapter 1 I just got out of my bathtub, grabbed my quilt, and sat naked, snuggled up in my big chair. I can’t believe what I did last night. I can’t believe how I lost control of my mind and my body. What happened? How could I have done that? What kind of a woman would do what I did? A sick woman, that’s who—a very sick woman. However, even as I try to condemn myself for

By Sherri T. My name is Michelle Mathis. My best friend is Katie Werner, and she lives next door to my roommate with her aunt, Sherri Townsend, and me. Katie and I are 19 and in our first year of college. I have a very nice body, to say so myself, big tits, a small waist, and I think I have a very nice ass. I love college life, and I have been having sex with a lot of different

By Alex. Robert and Sharon returned home from dinner at around 9:30. The sky was rapidly darkening since the sun had not long before set. It radiated a lovely cobalt blue color. Mid-June in Virginia is a beautiful time of year; the days are long, and the evenings warm. Sharon was smiling contentedly, it had been a beautiful birthday dinner, and she was listening to Robert talk about some news item of the day. She loved to hear Robert talk

By TB. I turned onto my back, stirred by movement under the sheets. In my sleepy haze, I felt a soft, tentative tongue on my hand as if to assure me that all was well. I drifted back asleep, comforted by Louie’s furry warmth snuggled beside me. I stretched and stroked Louie’s head, thinking what a good boy to keep me company in this strange bed. It was as if he knew I needed reassurance that friends were nearby. I

By liquidgold. Jennifer was lying on the beach enjoying the sun. It was the 26th of December, Christmas, and at home in Germany, it was chillingly cold and snowy. However, here in Barbados, it was a wonderfully hot summer’s day. It was the first time Jennifer had escaped the winter at home. She felt all the better lying here under the warming sun of the Caribbean when she thought of home, which was cold and uncomfortably wet. She had found

By Ouirup4it. My name is Lesley. It was the summer of 1973; I was twenty-two, size ten, and a good figure in my second year of teaching. My husband, still a student, worked all the hours God sent in the summer holidays. We ran a beat-up convertible, which he slowly restored to pristine glory. I was free all day, having great fun racing around with the hood down all over the town. At weekends, he regularly visited car breaker yards

By slick chick. “You did what?” I asked Jim, in total shock. “You heard me. I fucked the dog while you were gone.” ***** And here’s how we got to that point: My boyfriend, Jim, and I were lying in bed together that afternoon, buck naked and pawing away at each other’s private parts, getting ready to have some serious sex. And I should mention that my pussy was already unusually moist. I had just come back from spending a

By Megan. I stood looking over the steep overhang. It was gorgeous. The valley below opened up into a serene landscape of greens and blues. The latter was the creek, from a beautiful waterfall cascading from the rocks half a mile to my left. It wasn’t large by any means, but its beauty at that moment stole a beat from my heart. I couldn’t breathe. The cliff beneath me dropped several hundred feet straight down before sloping off. I had

By txrock. A little about myself and my husband John would be appropriate before the story, I think. He is just a plain Texas country boy with nothing outstanding except his ability to fix anything that runs. He has been a little kinky for as long as I can remember. I am, on the other hand, very shy and quiet. Raised in a very religious family, well, Mother anyway. I was a virgin when we were married at 21, and

By babydoll86. I’d always considered myself open to trying anything at least once but never had the idea of screwing a dog crossed my mind. Even when a friend showed me a video of a woman and a dog, the thought of me doing that never entered my mind. It wasn’t until I was divorced and a single mother of two that the thought entered my mind. One of my friends told me a story of herself and her dog;

By PatC. I’m driving over to Dana’s house. Now, going to see Dana isn’t all that unusual, but the reason I’m going may well be. I’m going over to fuck her dog, Archie. I guess, to be accurate, I’m going over to get fucked by Archie. I’ve said in the past when a woman has sex with a dog, she is being fucked. As far as the dog is concerned, it’s all about him. You just hold a position and

By Becet. The storm was getting worse. It was getting so bad that the only way I could stay on the road was to follow the truck’s taillights ahead of me. My wife was worried about the weather, and I wondered if this would be a wasted trip. Although I did manage to convince my wife, Bess, to open her top and let me look at those lovely C-cup tits of hers. That was half an hour ago, and now

By BigDogKnot. Katie slid her tongue along the svelte folds of the dripping wet pussy under her mouth. Her head nestled between the soft, slender legs of her friend and lover. Like a reptilian goddess, she tormented her friend, flicking her tongue out and kissing those tender erogenous zones. Dragging her tongue up from the perineum to that tiny folded hood, her lips then encased it with a kiss. Katie began sucking Maja’s clit so that she could flick it

By Misty_Tiratzo I took my eyes off the road for a brief second and looked at my beagle, Rocky. His head was out the window, and his long ears were flapping behind him. It was a long drive. From Phoenix, AZ to Colorado City, CO. Well, Mesa, AZ. Let’s not get all that technical. And all for a petting seminar. I received my invitation months ago and have been excited ever since. The long drive to a secluded resort in

By shygirlnu Preface. A young woman and mother of two young children came out of curiosity through an advertisement on an internet site in contact with an elderly lady looking for a woman who would take care of her dogs. The site on which the lady advertises is a BDSM site, which surprised Regina quite a lot. But if it turns out that the lady lives in the same city where she lives with her husband and children, she makes

By Dingo Jay. The light of the full moon streams through the windshield, filling the interior of the cab with an eerie, gray-white light. As I lie seductively back in the sleeper, moonlight filtering through gaps in the curtains cast random patterns of light and shadow over my nude form. My lover sits in the driver’s seat, seemingly oblivious to the delight that awaits him a mere few steps behind. He stares at the activity in the parking area; the

By Author Unknown. I hadn’t suspected anything at all. Lydia and I were a very happy couple. We enjoyed a lot of sex and told each other our darkest fantasies. When I first got my hands (figuratively anyway) into Lydia’s knickers, I couldn’t help but notice how big her cunt lips were. They were fantastic. They must have hung down 2,” and they were constantly wet. She sits next to me on the sofa and just pulls and stretches her

By phyllisroger. I was a nubile and sexy young woman, a Baptist. My close friend, Becky, invited me to attend her Catholic Church. She thought the young priest, Father Daniel, was a real dish and told me of cleansing one’s soul through confession. Becky told how she would sit in a closed cubicle and share her private moments with Father Daniel. How talking to the priest about her “sinful” sex life would make her hot and wet; telling the man

By Silky. Katherine checked the rearview mirror for a traffic cop as she sped up to beat the red light. Running late, as usual, with another showing fifteen minutes and five miles away, at the edge of town, she pushed the speedometer to sixty-five and crossed her fingers. The man called less than an hour ago and asked to see the large farmhouse listing. Normally, Katherine would have had to schedule a showing for the next day, but the owners

By lovnbowser. Stevie was back in Houston. Her BF had left her and hauled ass back to California. Stevie’s mom offered to keep Stevie’s daughter until Stevie could get back on her feet again. Stevie lived alone in north Houston, just a few miles from my home. Except for Buster, her muscular dog brute, maybe it’s a Bull Mastiff. He’s big and friendly enough but has a swagger to show he’s the ‘man of the house.’ Stevie is kind of

By uksnowy. It was midsummer 2018 in Victoria Park, Stratford Road, Salisbury, UK. Yin Kim Chow sat reading a book under a beech tree, enjoying the partly dapple-shaded heat. It was nothing like her hometown of Hong Kong, but hot. Her large, floppy white hat shadowed her white-shrouded shoulders, chest, and much of her white cheesecloth ankle-length skirt. She wore simple yellow slip-on shoes. Two British infantry soldiers of the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders marched past and politely tipped their

By phyllisroger. One thing I know: we girls like to talk about exciting things in our lives, both good things, and not-so-good, but we spend oodles of time sharing notes in our lives with each other. That is how it is, and so the good news of her erotic encounters with Teddy and Roger, as remembered by Phyllis, was soon told to her friends. The friends were either amazed or disbelieving but also full of curiosity and giggling at it