Cheating - Page 128

We stayed in contact via social media like most people do now-a-days, her on one side of the world and me on the other. Although we never met in person we have a good connection. Telling each other how we feel. We would talk via video some times but the time difference made that hard

My mind was in a swirl as I drove towards your place. All different pictures of what was waiting for me flashed through my mind. In one you opened the front door in a pair of shorts and tight t-shirt, your nipples forming hard shapes fighting to get out

Lisa and Jace didn’t speak much the next few days. Jace didn’t know, but Lisa kept replaying that day at the lake through her head, just as he did. “She is so intoxicating” he thought. The texts were very platonic for most of three days. That third day was a Friday

Im a married woman who gets uncontrollably horny when I’ve had a bit to drink. This is a short version of a day at work that my husband will only know about if he finds this story online

This happened this weekend and it all happened because of XNXX/stories. I’ve posted 3 stories on this site so far and I seem to be enjoying the idea of finally exposing all these events that have happened to me over my life and have them read by strangers

I entered the old barn and found her sleeping there, bound and gagged, wearing nothing besides the pair of sexy high heels and knee socks that I loved so much. My wife’s hands were chained to the wall and each leg had its own restraint on the floor

The following story is entirely fictional, however, though that may indeed be the case, you shouldn't believe I haven't enjoyed similar thoughts along similar lines. Though I don't apologise, I warn you now, it may be a little long for some of you..

Dan had been my best friend since the first week of uni. I'd known him for 8 years now. He'd always have girlfriends and I could rarely remember a time when he was single as they would often overlap

From Lonely Unfulfilled Housewife to Perverted Slut Chapter 6 Edited by a friend

AFTER CASE: Man today had me wiped. Why are you wiped Tony? You hardly did anything. Oh I hardly did nothing eh? You Bishop need only remember it was I who tackled you when that nutcase decided to use you for sniper target practice

Summary of parts 1-7: When 17 year old Elizabeth Turner gets almost "raped" by her so called boyfriend, Spencer, she finds herself in a tight position after Robert Matthews—otherwise known as Gary Smith by his colleagues—saves her from things going too far

ost of Paris edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter Nine: The Marital Bed Tuesday, September 17th, 2013 – Paris, Texas It was nearing midnight and Heather Pritchard lay on her side, snoring softly, which was strange to hear coming from such a beautiful, young woman

Mom has a great time part 2 This is the second part of a three-part story in this episode Rita discovers she should have listened to Joann

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature's beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers

I looked down at Amber as she held our daughter. The gambit of emotions as I gazed upon her, holding Anna, our fragile little daughter in her arms, was almost too much

ver story let alone sex story! Lemme know what you guys think and what I can improve ïŠ spelling and punctuation are not my main priority so they are not perfect, SORRY ïŠ My back arched as he licked my clit once again and I moaned his name, ‘Eddyyyyy’ through bitten lips exciting him more

The sunlight is poring through the curtains in Ellie’s small studio apartment

The summer was a whirlwind of encounters with the two girls. We did not go all the way, and I never got the head of my cock any further into them than the first time, but I learned quite a bit. They had been playing with themselves and each other for about a year previous

Getting Off at the Office I knew that Amy's kid wasn't mine, I'd known I was infertile since high school, but I also didn't really care. I wasn't the kind of guy who got super jealous about what his wife was doing, and I also didn't have what you might call “fatherly instincts

I was back in my room, studying for my mid-terms, or pretending to do so. It had been a day since my last encounter with Mr. Smith. Mike and I had decided to go steady, and he was taking my out this weekend to a restaurant just outside of town