XXX-Fiction

By rubberdog96. Where do I start? I guess the beginning is the best place. All my life, I have had a strong feeling for rubber, long before I knew anything about sex, but as I grew into puberty, it quickly became a sexual fetish. It has now grown to where I always wear rubber at home, taking it off only when going out or expecting visitors. I sleep in rubber pajamas, between rubber sheets. During the night and early morning,

By Steve Edwards. I’m a submissive bottom, sometimes a crossdresser. I am into everything except scat. I especially love being abused and humiliated by whoever is using me. I had met this guy online and agreed to meet him in the local park late at night. He told me to dress slutty, walk on the trail leading from the parking lot to the picnic area. He would come up behind me, subdue me, and then rape my ass. I had

By trout. Again, I was down on my luck with no money or job. The rent was due, and I had to find a way to get some cash. I decided to go downtown and sell my ass or some blowjobs to raise some cash. Hell, it wasn’t the first time, and probably not the last. I scraped enough money for a beer and went to a sleazy bar near the docks. After four dicks I had only made fifty

By albertsdog. It had never crossed my mind for anything like this to happen, but it did. I’m a service tech and one of my jobs is working on air conditioning. A frequent customer had called that morning and said their central air wasn’t cooling and asked me to check it out. I got to their rural house around 1:30 that afternoon, and the lady told me they had a Dr. appointment in a town about 100 miles away and

By pnptinagina. Part I My friends had dared me to go to this one house. They said I had to stay for at least one hour to win the dare, and the house knew I was coming. I head up to the door and knock. An older man opens it. He is in baggy clothes and somewhat overweight. He sees me and asks who I am, and I tell him my friends sent me over. It is a dingy place

By toddh1970. I was horny as fuck so I headed out to the glory holes last night hoping covid didn’t close them down. As luck would have it they were closed ! Fuck I thought to myself, here I am all dressed up and the holes are closed. Well I might as well head home and pound my hole with my boring toys. The walk home is only about 10 minutes, it’s 9 pm and plenty of light left so

By 2B used. So, I’m 50 and age is just a number, right? Well, yes, and no. Some things change and some don’t, some of the changes are expected and some just seem to come from nowhere. My younger expectations were that by 50 I would be totally over the hill, sexually at least. Truth is I’m as functional as ever but it just takes more extreme things to light my fires. When a teenager I’d only have to get

By Leandro Cunha. I’ve known Mark for almost 3 years, since he asked me to be his best man at his wedding, and we’ve since gotten to know each other quite well, as we play tennis at least once a week and work out together sometimes too. So I knew there was something wrong by the tone of his voice when he called me that Friday afternoon asking if he could stay over a couple of nights, and if he

By Wolf. I was born and raised in the Tennessee hills. One of the favorite pastimes is raising hunting dogs. When I was eighteen-years-old, I became very close friends with a neighbor boy that had a pack of good hunting American Beagles. The American Beagle breed are short legged compared to the English fox hounds. They are marked by the distinctive black and brown on a white base, with floppy ears. The beagles are so valuable that breeders don’t want

By bassboy1973. As far-fetched as this sounds, it happened to me, and long story short, my eyes have been opened to a new lifestyle! I had gotten out of the shower at about 8 a.m. and laid down on the sofa, nude, for some cybersex. After checking emails and goofing off on the net, I watched TV on the sofa. When I dozed off. While I was sleeping, I was dreaming of getting a rim job (I am bi) and

By Granny lover. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved and thought of dogs as fellow friends, family, and even a person you can talk to. Growing up lonely in the countryside of Iowa can make you feel and think that way quite easily. Hell, I even thought dogs were better than my species. Growing up, my family purchased dozens of animals. My father being a farmer, I guess they needed to do that. We had horses, pigs, cows,

By Stormy8330. I woke up with my wife’s leg draped over my face. It took a moment to orient myself. I had fallen asleep in her crotch last night. She was still asleep and breathing softly. I moved slowly out from under her leg to not wake her. It didn’t work at all. She woke up and greeted me as she always does with that smile and a good morning. She jumped up to be the first in the bathroom.

By Gottabme. I walked into an adult store to buy lesbian videos. I have always gotten off on watching women get it on together. I even masturbated to one in a store that had booths where you could watch videos. I also buy lesbian magazines. I love watching women kiss each other, lick each other’s pussies, grind their pussies together, and fuck each other with strap-on dildos. I never really liked walking into adult stores though because I felt someone

By newdcpl. Some important info before reading: I’m a newbie to the zoo lifestyle. At least to realize I’m a zoophile. I tried to fuck a neighbor’s dog when I was considerably younger and raging with hormones. I wrote it off as being just a horny teenage boy. Many years later, married and not getting as much sex as I would have liked (needed?) since my wife was tired of raising the kids. However, no matter how busy or tired

By gabach. Hello, you can call me Nolan. My dog sex life began when I was eighteen. I saw our house dog starting to hump several things, like my leg, for example. His name was Bruce; he was a mix of Alaskan and German shepherd, so he was a big dog. I was an average, thin caucasian guy. Once, my older male cousin, my brother, and I were playing cards when Bruce came in and started to hump my leg.