Erotica - Page 154
One vice I'll never get over is the intoxicating aroma of a woman's asshole. Hi, my name is Johnny and I'm a 27 year old malayali guy working in Bangalore. For those of you who don't know, that's a city in India. I'm 5' 7" and I've got an average sized dick
This is the story of Zeenat, she is around 27 years old. Married, but have not yet become a mother even after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother



This is a series I wrote for an email group of which I was part. It must be fifteen years since I wrote it. I've mentioned Bondage but it's only very mild, similarly the place of work isn't a prominent feature, it's more a romance with sex than anything else. But it's not all that bad



It Started At The Pool - Part 4 I you haven't read the first three installments, you might want to do so to get the background of what has transpired with Greg, Cindy, her daughter Jen, and her friend Diane



Day One “Daddy?” “Yes baby girl?” “Are you going to fuck me?” Daddy’s fork stopped halfway to his mouth at the kitchen table, surprised etched across his face. Let me start at the beginning My name is Missy and I grew up in a loving home in a big city
hello, my name is john and i was 15 years old when this happened I was laying down on bed when my phone rang and so i got up and i picked it up. It was my cousin Lenn saying that if i wanted to spend the night at his house, so i picked up my stuff and left



Edward Lichen walked through the gates of his new school and sighed, doing a slow spin and looking up at the gray, seamless, cloudy sky. The gates of the school were two brick columns with iron gates attached, students flowing through like cattle in a pen
This story is about an assistant(Jack) of an photographer. Who has some new added fun to his sex life. Jack(I) was working late at the pizza joint on friday as tommorrow is weekend so I can relax and as I was also running short on money
Gail Holmes The garden’s always looked picturesque at this time of year the daffodils had finished and summer had started; Ivan was around for the third time with the mechanical lawnmower, leaving tracks of the new mown grass in his trail, he always took pride in his grass cutting



It was two days after Easter when I received a surprising message on Facebook. A girl I used to only see at a friend's bonfires asked word for word "are you up for a spontaneous adventure?" I was caught completely off guard to say the least



Naruto was in a good mood. He had his morning ramen, got an under the table delight from Ayame, and was now heading off to train. He headed first to the Uchiha district and yelled in. "Oi! Teme! We need to go! Kakashi-sensei said he'd be on time for once!" he yelled out



Sister’s Surprise, Chapter 5 Jessica was asleep, beside me on the couch, with her arm draped over my chest, and one leg over one of mine
"Not backward can the Will will; that it cannot break time and time’s desire—that is the Will’s most lonesome tribulation.* Willing emancipateth: what doth Willing itself devise in order to get free from its tribulation and mock at its prison? " - Nietzsche, The Redeemed



This is the completely true story of our first ever visit to a swingers club and how it led to my wife’s first interracial experience
A Cousin’s Misery By Dunchad© Sometimes it is really good having such a large family. After my recent accident on my motorcycle my family had been taking care of me. Especially my cousin Tabitha, she was one of the last cousins to come over and keep me company