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The storm started about twenty minutes after I'd left my sister in law in the cabin, the bloody phones were non-existent. I deliberately hadn't brought my mobile and the engine had frigging well seized up on the truck. It had been meant as a quiet winter break for just the two of us to lick our wounds after my wife had fucked off with her husband.

My parents had left me a cabin up in the wilds after their death and this was going to be only the second time we'd ever used it. Neither of us was really into the outdoor stuff, but she'd persuaded me it'd do us good to have a week with no television or telephones.

It was a good idea at the time, or at least we thought it was. Christmas in the wilds, fucking bullshit!

We'd argued when the engine seized which really helped matters. As we were only about two miles from the cabin, we unloaded everything and hauled it as far as the cabin. I was in a dirty mood by then and decided I didn't want to listen to her mouthing off at me, so I said I'd walk down to the main road we'd left about five miles back.

I intended finding a phone and calling a garage to come out and tow us back after our week of solitude, but it didn't quite work like that.

At first, it was just a few flakes of snow and I didn't realize that the temperature would drop so far so rapidly, I'd travelled about a mile when I realized that I wasn't going to make it so I turned around and began to retrace my steps.

Jesus Christ, but it was cold, I tried running for a few yards then walking, then I became aware of a tiredness, a weariness that I'd never experienced before.

I thought of Donna back at the cabin and hoped she wasn't worrying about me, I thought of Malcolm her fucking husband and I thought of Christine, my slag of a fucking wife, soon to be ex-wife, and I sat down to clear my head.

"Jimmy?"

Hey, that was Donna's voice, she must have come out to sit with me.

"Jimmy," she said it again.

"I'm here you silly cow, can't you see me?"

I tried to sit up and she cried, "Oh Jimmy."

"What the fuck is the matter with her?"

I tried again to sit up and this time I succeeded.

"What the -?"

The cabin was like a fucking greenhouse. I was dripping with sweat and what the fuck was that smell? I looked around and saw her next to me, in bed and as the cover slipped off her, I saw she was naked!

"What the hell's happening Donna?" I yelled, "Why the fuck are you in bed with me, tell me what the hell's going off?"

I looked down under the blankets and the smell hit me. It was me, I was the reason for the disgusting aroma filling the cabin.

"I'm not here to seduce you, you moron." she said wrinkling her nose, "For a start, you smell like a fucking sewer."

I stood up and reached for a robe that was hanging over a chair.

"Don't put that on," she said quietly, "Or it'll stink as bad as you do."

I sat down again and gathered my wits.

"Are there any cigarettes?"

"Sure, over there above the fire."

"Yeah, but I just happen to be naked."

"So do without, then."

"Fuck you." I snarled and she giggled as I walked across the room, stark naked and lit one up.

I took a long pull of the cigarette and looked at the big pot-bellied stove at the other end of the cabin.

"No wonder it's so fucking hot in here, if you don't turn one of them off we won't have enough fuel to last two days never mind a bloody week!"

"We've been here six days now." she said, "Why do you think you smell so bad?"

"What?"

"I said we've been here for six days already."

I sank down in a chair and thought about what she was saying, slowly I remembered, the cold, the tiredness, the absolute desire to sleep.

"Oh Jesus, Donna! what happened?"

She grinned at me and quite unselfconsciously, got out of bed and carefully opened the door.

"That's what happened."

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, there was no daylight at all, just a solid wall of snow.

"It's still coming down."

"So tell me about it."

"I got a bit worried about you, I figured that when it started snowing, you'd have enough sense to turn back, so I got dressed up and

went to look for you."

"How the hell did you manage to get me back here?" I was amazed, "I'm a big man, (two-hundred-and-twenty-five pounds and six foot three) it must have taken you hours!"

She giggled and walked through into the bathroom.

"I found you sitting less than ten feet from the truck. You were fast asleep."

"Jesus!"

"I had to drag you in here, you were already starting to go into hypothermia."

"I don't know anything about nursing, so all I could think to do was to undress you and get you into a warm bed, I lit the stove first and then got in with you to give you my heat."

"You saved my life, Donna."

"Yeah," she laughed, "And look at the thanks I get for it."

"I feel ridiculous."

She giggled again. "You look it too."

"Thank God the stove gives us hot water."

"Yes indeedy." she laughed, "You stink something rotten."

While I bathed, she took the sheets off the bed and chucked them in the washer. I spent an hour in there and by the time I came out, I'd washed, shaved and scented myself and she'd put fresh sheets on the bed.

"What's for eating?" I said and she thumped me quite hard.

"You chauvinistic bastard!" she yelled and aimed a kick at me.

 "For almost a fucking week, I've warmed you with my body, I've put up with your foul smelling farts, your horrible stinky breath and your unwanted erections and now just when I want to relax in a beautiful hot bath, you expect me to cook your fucking dinner. Well, mister, I've got news for you, I'm going to have my bath and I'm going to have a nice cool rum and coke and if you want something to eat, well you'll just have to GET IT YOUR FUCKING SELF!"

"Okay." I said quietly, "You only had to say so."

I thought the cabin was going to collapse when she slammed the door! I found the rum and the coke too, in the well-stocked fridge. There were ice cubes in the equally well-stocked freezer, so I put the three together and knocked on the bathroom door.

"What?"

"Peace?"

"Yeah, okay."

I'm not sure whether it was the jacket and shirt over my shorts, or the white towel over my arm, but either way, she roared with laughter and I was forgiven.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," I said and bent to kiss her lips, "I'll never be able to thank you enough."

"What's for dinner?" she laughed and I knew I was forgiven.

She wore just a short robe while we ate the steaks I'd fried and afterwards we both slept for an hour or so on the bed.

"Hi," I said when I realized she was awake.

"Hiya." she smiled and snuggled into me as I slipped an arm behind her head.

"Am I forgiven?"

"For what?"

"For shouting at you."

"Don't be stupid, it was a crass, thoughtless thing to come out with."

"Okay," she giggled, "I'll forgive you, too.”

"What for?"

"For sticking that bloody monster up me while you were asleep."

"I did what?"

She giggled again and got up off the bed.

"Fancy a drink?"

"Yeah, sure. But can we get back to what you just said?"

"You kept getting erections, every time I wrapped myself around you, you got a hard-on."

"Bloody hell!"

"Well, it's nice to know that somebody finds me attractive!"

"Don't be bloody silly." I took the drink from her and laughed.

"I've just been checking out your ass, it's okay."

"Okay?" she looked aghast, "Just okay?"

"Hey, squirt." I laughed, "It's a great little ass, believe me it is, that asshole didn't know what he had."

The fire in the grate had died down a bit as had the glow from the pot-bellied stove.

"What time is it?" she asked.

I looked at my watch.

"Nine o'clock, why?"

"We need more wood to keep the fires going."

I opened the back door and saw that she must have cleared a path every day to the woodshed, not just once a day would have been enough at the rate the snow was falling.

"How the hell did you manage to keep this lot clear?"

She stood beside me shivering in her short robe and grinned at me.

"I did it three times a day. I had to keep you going, Jimmy."

"Jesus." I hissed, "You're fucking incredible!"

"It worked though didn't it?"

"It did that, squirt." I laughed and began throwing logs into the kitchen whilst she transferred them into two piles, one by the stove and one by the massive big fireplace.

It didn't take long but we were both shivering by the time we finished and we stood in front of the fire warming ourselves up.

"It's still bloody snowing." she said, "We'll be here forever."

"Well, I can think of worse company," I said and slipped an arm around her waist.

"Really?" she asked, "Can you?"

"Sure." I laughed, "My wife and your fucking husband."

We walked into the little kitchen and poured ourselves out another drink.

"As soon as it stops," I said, "We'll dig ourselves out and build a fire, a signal fire. I'm not walking off again."

"God, no!" she jumped and buried her head against my chest, "I'm not going through all that again."

"I didn't think you cared, squirt." I laughed and earned myself a kick on the shin.

For the next couple of hours, we sat in the warmth of the kitchen, talking and drinking steadily. We talked about our failed marriages and how our partners had deceived us easily. They'd worked for the same company, my company, and a couple of times they'd had to go together to clinch deals or whatever.

Donna used to ring me and I always laughed it off.

"Don't worry, squirt," I'd laugh, "He's with Christine."

As always, we were the last ones to know and as always, it hurt more when we did eventually find out the truth. For some reason, me and Donna seemed to blame each other, but then common sense prevailed and this little break was our attempt to reconcile our differences.

"You know I care, you asshole." she laughed, and then suddenly went quiet.

"What?" I asked, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head and turned away from me.

"What, squirt?"

"Nothing, it's nothing, Jimmy honestly."

But I knew differently, her shoulders were shaking and she was sobbing. I put my arms around her and kissed her neck.

"Come on baby." I whispered, "It's over now, we have to start again, move on, you know."

"It's not that Jimmy," she said, her voice barely audible, "It's me, I let you do it."

"What the hell are you on about you silly tart, you and I didn't do it. It was them. They're the ones fucking each other senseless every night."

"You don't understand, do you Jimmy?"

I stood there looking blank.

"You fucked me!"

"What the hell do you mean, I fucked you? We never did anything!"

Tears were streaming down her face as she turned around and faced me again,

"Jimmy, I don't really know why I'm getting so fucking emotional, but when we were in bed together, I was hugging you, rubbing myself up and down over your body, not really knowing whether you'd live or die. It was then, well, you began to get a hard-on and, and... "

"I fucked you?"

She could only nod, I reached for her again, but she pulled away.

"No, don't. Don't touch me, Jimmy! Just don't fucking touch me."

"What? I don't understand you, Donna. This doesn't make any fucking sense at all."

It was then that I realized she was drunk, Jesus Christ what the hell was wrong with me, it had been a standing joke in our family that Donna and booze just didn't go together.

"Go to bed, Donna." I said softly, "Come on baby, let's get you into bed. You don't have to keep me warm any more. You've done it, sweetheart, you've saved my life"

Her head dropped and she just about managed to put her glass on the table.

"I'm drunk aren't I?"

"Hey," I laughed, "You've saved my life, squirt. You're entitled to be drunk, but you're tired now, bed."

"Yeah, bed," she said and fell asleep.

 

*

 

I awoke at ten o'clock and looked at Donna, she was snoring softly, still in a deep sleep. Probably the first decent sleep she'd had in almost a week. I dressed and stoked up both fires, then went out the back and fetched enough logs in to last the whole day. Then I spent an hour shoveling away the snow that had fallen overnight. I found it hard to believe that she'd actually done that three times a day, but she must have done.

Afterwards, I went back in cooked myself a breakfast, pancakes, bacon, eggs and coffee. It was superb. I ran a bath then and after checking on Donna I went and lay in the steaming hot water. I wasn't too worried about the weather, I was pretty confident that the Rangers would be over in their choppers when it eventually stopped snowing. But what Donna said bothered me, or at least her reaction to it did.

I was just musing on it with my eyes closed when I sensed her. Deliberately, I kept my eyes shut. I heard a very slight rustle of clothing as she shucked off her robe and then her warmth surrounded me.

"Sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

She stretched herself out beside me in the bath and smiled at me.

"I'm sorry for being a complete pain, you know I'm not very good with booze."

"What you said I did. Did I really do that?"

She nodded and looked at me.

"Oh yes, I wasn't that drunk."

"In that case, I think I'm the one who should say I'm sorry."

"Make it up to me and I'll forgive you."

"How?"

She sat up and leaned over towards me, her lips were soft, her breath sweet.

"Do it again," she breathed as she kissed me, "Fuck me, Jimmy."

 

*

 

It had stopped snowing when we surfaced the following morning, but it was still bitterly cold. Donna fried eggs and ham whilst I fetched the last of the wood in for the fires.We ate breakfast and then got dressed to venture outside to build our fire.

"Do you think they'll come?" I asked and she giggled.

"I hope not."

She was wearing skin-tight jeans and a sheepskin jacket and as I looked at her, I thought she was the sexiest damn woman I'd ever met.

"You're fucking gorgeous, squirt. Do you know that?"

"Only because you're a horny bastard."

"I've only become horny since I've been around you."

We went back in and I undressed her leisurely. As I skimmed the little panties down over her thighs, she chuckled and lay back on the bed, her feet over my shoulders. The heady aroma of a woman in heat filled my nostrils and even as I looked at her beautiful pussy, I could see little droplets of juice clinging to her lips betraying her excitement.

They tasted like nectar to me as I sucked and lapped at them before once more easing my rigid penis into her hole. She sighed and kissed me deeply as I began to fuck her. We moved smoothly together in perfect rhythm, our bodies joined as one, I felt her fingers digging into my back and heard her whispering in my ear.

"You're fucking me, Jimmy. Your big, thick prick is right up my cunt."

"I'll be doing it every day from now on." I hissed, "Every morning, every night and all fucking day on Sunday. Give the house up and move in with me."

"Jimmy." she gasped as she mashed her hips back up to mine, "Do you mean that?"

"You know I do." I hissed and slid my hands under her ass cheeks, "I've wanted to do this since we first met."

I heaved her up and drove my prick in harder and deeper. She screamed and screamed again as I jetted inside her cunt. I felt her teeth digging into my shoulder as spasms wracked her whole body. Her mouth was hot and wet and I sucked the saliva from her tongue as she shook and clung to me.

 

*

 

Two days later we were airlifted out by a chopper and went straight to the office where we picked her car up. From there, we went home to my place. I put the heating on full blast and we went down the road to a little restaurant where we enjoyed a full and heavy meal. Donna managed three glasses of wine without losing it and then we went home.

It was hot in the house so I turned the heating onto regular and we went to bed. I think we managed to keep our eyes open for at least ten seconds before drifting off for the first night of the rest of our lives!

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MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORMBy : VoyeurKingNOTE : This story is entirely true and was experienced first hand by yours truly. This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, and might give you some insight on the feeling of magic, excitement, and sexual hunger and desire of my youth. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and the dialogue isn’t verbatim (it was almost 9 years ago) - I have not made any additional editing to spice it up – This is how I lost my...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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The Rask RebellionChapter 7 Into the Storm

“The raiding party never reported back in,” Crewmaster Lortz said, his hands clasped neatly behind his back as Korbaz marched into the conning tower. The other personnel averted their eyes, staring at the carpet with their heads bowed, anticipating some form of retribution. “What happened?” she demanded, leaning on the table as she examined the holographic display. “The fleet diverted from the Araxie territory as ordered,” he replied, gesturing to the map. “They made their way to the Black...

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The Calm Before The Storm

Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his wife The calm before the storm can mean many things – but for us, dear lover, we know what it means. It sounds negative doesn’t it? But happily it is not. In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce – if you may speak of it in meteorological terms, a downpour of emotion, energy, creativity, and as gravity as my witness, a wonderful...

1 year ago
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Thunder Fucked or Virgin Storm

It whooshed out of my mouth in a harsh whisper, “Oh, my god.”My front row seat let me see every detail even in the flickering tiki torch light. She owned the outdoor stage. Her hips swished back and forth, her stride sensuous grace. Her long chestnut hair, glowed a burnish bronze. The hot humid night fueled my desire and the girl was walking lust.I poked at my buddies arm. “Larry…. Larry, look up there.”He was sitting next to me but his attention was focused on the buxom blonde seated next to...

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Michaels CoveChapter 3 The storm

Althopugh the sun was trying to peak over the horizon, the angry gray clouds continued to fight back with a vengeance. Michael looked out of his living room window as he studied the wind whipped waves. Watching as the white tops grew larger and larger, spitting foam with every gust. Michael knew today would not be just another day in his private paradise.As he drank his third cup of coffee, Michael realized it was time to find his radio and think about securing all of his outdoor...

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Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 12 The Storm

Coach Hope called me before I went to church. He wanted to talk to me, and my parents, before he made his final decision about what to do with the drinking issue from last night. We had agreed to go to Granny's for a late breakfast, after Mom and I came back from church. When we walked in, Granny spotted me. She made a big fuss about my chin and thought I needed a cinnamon roll to make it better. "I see why you come here," Mom chided me. Before I could respond, the Hope family joined us....

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My War in FactChapter 12 The Storm

I had to stop and take time to think about how cool my life had turned out, not in Vietnam, in Germany with Hanna and friends, my new association with my old guy friend the boiler man. I had lived in Hawaii and was from the Pacific Northwest with a combination of life adventures both awesome and bad. But all in all I had a gamut of experiences and I was still only 22 years old, the sergeant E-5 draftee of the late 1960’s. Why I was chosen to serve at the kaserne that was a Hitler favorite,...

3 years ago
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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 26 The Eye of the Storm

Apt. 1903, One-London Place, London, Ontario 5:22am, Sunday, December 2, 1979 Candi’s, mine and possibly Lynette’s deep and well deserved sleep was abruptly ended with Lisa’s plaintive, escalating cries of, “Candi, Candi! Candi! Candi!“ filled the good doctor’s apartment. I hate to say this but I nearly tossed Candi’s light weight body off the bed as she roused from her deep sleep on top of my chest. I had to get to my Bricky as fast as I could to see what was making her scream bloody...

3 years ago
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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

2 years ago
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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Through the Storm

Felicia had just opened her laptop and was ready to start working on her project when the loud pulsing rock music began in her neighbor’s apartment. Since the new neighbor moved in over a month ago, he had been playing his music at top volume during the day, evening, and night. Previously, she was able to put her ear buds in and ignore it, but now she had had enough. It was time to tell her neighbor that he could not play his loud music at all hours of the day. “That’s it!” she said, irate as...

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Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 49 Storm

Thoughts Although I don't like to admit it, there are times I get lonely now. Having first had Malin, then Bill, regularly sharing my bed for a while, followed by occasional — and much welcome — visits from Ian, I'm reminded that I don't like sleeping alone. I guess in some ways I'm becoming more like Lady Heather than I realize, since my need is becoming as real as hers. Call me a robot who knows what her intended function is. Lately my 'bot partner of choice has been Terri. At...

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In the Eye of the Storm

June 1st not only marks the beginning of the hurricane season, but it also often marks the busiest time in the life of a Weather Channel meteorologist, and none are busier than Stephanie Abrams. That's because she made her name for two things: being hot, and being the one in the eye of the storm between June 1st and November 30th, which is the length of the Atlantic hurricane season. So as she gets called into a TWC meeting about her first potential destination for the season, she is looking...

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Ready for the Storm

The storm was gathering pace. My window panorama showed the trees thrashing about, trying to cling on to the steep cliffs that dropped sharply to the ocean. The cliff-top house creaked and shuddered around me in the gale, 400 feet above a small bay that was being relentlessly pounded by wave after wave of angry, dark-grey water. Just yesterday, I had picked my way carefully down the cliff trail and stood on the tiny beach, looking out at the calm waters of the Pacific, waiting for the sun to...

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Wild at storm

I was sleeping when storm woke me up. I tried to sleep again but wind was blowing really loud and storm was getting closer and closer so after few minutes I went downstair to the kitchen to drink some water.I noticed through glass in the door that TV is still running on, it was almost midnight but dad sometimes watch tv deep into the night. I entered kitchen quietly and heard noise from the TV. He was watching porn! Moans and screams. I carefuly peeked on and saw dad naked, sitting and watching...

2 years ago
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One Hell of a Storm

Karl lay in his bed covered by only a thin cotton sheet.   It was too warm in the Mediterranean summer to wear anything for sleeping beneath the sheet.   Indeed, it was too warm for him to sleep at all so he lay there, thinking about the 3 days so far of his holiday.   Or rather, he thought about Chrissie, with whom he had been staying for those 3 days. In truth, he knew very little about her.   She was at least 12 years older than him because she had told him she wouldn’t see her fortieth...

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Ice Storm

Edited by Willyb220 My name is Jack and I just turned 13 last month. I'm sitting in class at school right now with a big hard on. My cousin Dolly was over to visit us with her parents on Sunday. We fooled around and wrestled outside in the snow and I got a lot of cheap feels from her. I was on top of her a few times and I was pumping away on her thinking to myself that I was screwing her and it felt great. She gets me hard all the time when she comes over to our house. Afterwards we went in...

1 year ago
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Michael and Sophia The Shower and the Storm

Her ample breasts pressed against his masculine chest, and her nipples hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Michael and Sophia: The Shower and the Storm The storm was fierce. Michael and Sophia huddled together on the couch. As he held her, he could feel her shivering with fear. Her ample breasts pressed firmly against his masculine chest. Her nipples, hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Sophia was afraid of the thunder. Every time it crackled, she squeezed him tighter. Her...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Summer Storm

“Why couldn't you have brought a fucking car that had good air conditioning?” my sister complained. “You know damn well why, I wasn't about to rent a luxury Cadillac just to haul your dumb ass around the desert.” I was a little annoyed myself because as mightily as the AC in my car strained, it wasn't keeping the blistering August heat at bay. I was as irritable as my sister. We rolled over the crest of a large hill and the entire western sky was black with storm clouds. We were...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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The Ice Storm

This story is not exciting, nor in any way meant to be erotic. This story is absolutely true which you will no doubt believe when you read it. Nothing really happens, there is no plot, just an attempt to describe the wonderful experience I had one night as a youth. Our winters are somewhat mild here in Kentucky but we do occasionally have a small blizzard or ice storm. One of the later fell one January day when I was twelve. The roads were impassible for three wonderful days and school...

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