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RealIndianSexScandals! Traditions in India are very forthcoming regarding sexual relations. However, that doesn’t mean the kinkiness of the hot exotic girls is contained. Real Indian Sex Scandals brings you leaked sex tapes featuring hot Indian girls practicing Kama Sutra and getting naughty with their boyfriends. Granted, some of the girls don’t reside in India, but they are Indian nonetheless. If the thought of spying on Indian girls fooling around naked, undressing, taking a shower and of...
Premium Indian Porn SitesIntroduction: The true account of what had been deleted from actress Jeri Ryans divorce papers. She has sex in a swingers club. Check online to read her account if you like, this story reads betweens the lines. When Senator Jack Ryan lost the election in 2004 much of the blame fell on their divorce papers in which his then wife actress Jeri Ryan disclosed a bunch of their personal information. Specifically she claims that she was taken to sex clubs by her husband who wanted to have sex while...
Editor's Note: nb. Thanks to AllyDryke for providing the 3D rendering for the title that takes place in this thread: https://chyoa.com/chapter/Ian-returns-to-work-and-Zoe-gets-another-eyeful.510019 Editor’s Note: Join this story's discord community here: https://discord.gg/hE6cj7H This story is now quite old years old and has grown fantastically to an incredible size. Readers encountering it for the first time might find the following short guide useful in orienting themselves around all the...
It was early March. I was in my senior year of high school, sitting in a chair in a Chapters bookstore and reading a Neil Gaiman book when I had the peculiar feeling of eyes gazing all over my bare legs and big breasts that peeked out of my tight halter top. Depending on my mood, sometimes I like to be watched. When I looked up, I was caught off guard by a tall raven-haired beauty staring at me. She wore a pale blue sundress with a plunging neckline and skirt that stopped short above her...
St Paddy's School for the Scandal – The Head Girl does her Oral ExaminationFirst – this is a naughty schoolgirl bondage fantasy for adults – it is not intended to imply any u******e or other practices!! Think St Trinians! In the wilds of the countryside there exists a School. It has large lush grounds, playing fields and woods. The main school building is probably Victorian in era. One can never be quite certain about these things, but it is a large gray stone building with fake Gothic arches...
The structure of this story will be a bit eclectic. The KINK department offers several classes, each addressing a different topic, and I'm planning to write up ~1 semester of each class. If you want a specific kink, you can skip to the class for that kink. If you want a narrative structure, you can follow the classes sequentially. There will be reoccurring students and references to other classes, but if you're just here for the porn (which is entirely respectable) then you shouldn't miss out...
FetishMy name is Brenda, but everyone calls me Bren. One of my favorite pastimes, with the exception of being with Cliff (secretly my toy boy) is talking to my next door neighbor Janice over the garden wall. Of course any scandal is one of the most common things we talk about and there is usually plenty of that in our street. You’d be surprised at just what I know, thanks to Janice who is a real nosy bird But for once Janice was not talking about Emily up the road who has two guys keeping her to...
A midnight sex scandal in the tourist travel bus! This secret is known by only a few people and now you guys will be stroking your cock as I, your sexy Simraan, will unfold the events for your pleasure! My husband and I were invited to a family function held in a neighbourly state. We didn’t get a reservation on the express train, so we booked a tourist travel bus service which turned out to be quite an adventure for me. We boarded the luxury bus in the afternoon and because of my tight...
There is a saying, “You reap what you sow” or “One eats the fruit they planted.” Once there was an emperor who was very fond of this saying. He was a brave and romantic emperor. He spoilt his favourite consorts. Among his favourite consort, there was one that he liked the most. He was infatuated with her. He could not get enough of her body. She was responsive and just knew how to please him. She had an angelic voice that could make his cock stood erect instantaneously. It was an enchanting...
IncestDan bumped his head a couple of dozen times against the wall in the bedroom he'd been in with Ellen. The act looked funny given he was naked and sober, but so were the rest of us. He'd dropped the newspaper that repeated the story in a British tabloid about me carrying around pornographic and lewd pictures that had been sexted to me or taken by me on my cell phone. I took his head pounding as an indication that my publicist hadn't the slightest idea how to cope with this sudden release of...
Looking for nude celeb leaks at ScandalPlanet? Most people with a functioning libido have at some point in their life developed a celebrity crush for a certain actor/actress, diva, pop-star, fashion model and so on. Most of the world would love to see some A-list celebrities naked or getting fucked, and the paparazzi have been trying to get evidence of that for literally decades now. But with the introduction of the internet and better technology in general, it’s become easier and easier to...
The FappeningHi! Welcome to the Kink Development Kit (or the KDK for short). I don't know how you managed to come across a copy of this, considering it was never released to the public but consider this to be some very good luck on your part. Using this app you can manipulate and change the kinks/fetishes of other people. Whether this is making their desires slowly become stronger towards you, making them more open to being sexual with the user or even outright changing what makes them tick. There are a few...
Coming home after dropping out from college has been the hardest thing you've ever done. But you barely had the mental health or money to continue, so you simply dropped out and begged your parents to let you live in your old room until you could get a stable job, luckily, your parents welcomed you in with open arms and happily lead you to your old room. You were surprised to see that nothing had changed, they hadn't thrown out nor given away any of your stuff! Great, you could sell some of it...
BisexualThis follows on directly from : Kink House - 1 - Meet the kinkstersG’s storyI tugged on the leash, S started forward very gingerly. As we moved out of the room I kept giving him guidance “left a bit”, “right a bit”, “turn with the pull”. In front of me Angie shuffled along behind Peter. Just a couple of metres down the hallway we arrived at the playroom. As we went in I looked around. A good sized bedroom originally, now with a collection of stuff that would look at home on a bondage movie set....
One hot, sunny, summer day we were walking along a local beach, G in a one piece swimsuit, me in swimming shorts. The tide was out and we slopped along the sandy flat in bare feet, carrying Crocs in our hands. At the end of the public area a high fence acts as a barrier to the adjacent nature reserve. The final fifty metres before the fence is well known as an unofficial naturist haunt, so while appearing to be looking ahead we also glanced surreptitiously up to the sheltered sections between...
My phone alarm sounded, I rolled over to cancel it then sat up with a start - “G, wake up, it’s half past eight”. She groaned, then realised what the time meant. After quick showers in the en-suite we dressed in the same clothes we’d worn on the beach yesterday, collected our few possessions, crept out and quietly walked down the stairs. As we came to the hall a hearty “Morning” came from the family room. Peter sat at their table with a steaming mug, “Come and have some breakfast”. We walked...
She seemed to be a petite young thing, maybe 25 years old. From my first glance I could only see her top which looked like it had a fairly open neckline which got my attention but it was too busy to see much more. I got my coffee and paper and spotted an empty table in the corner of the shop, perfect for viewing the whole place. I hurried over and sat down, quickly adjusting the paper so I could peer over the top without being noticed. The young lady with the book was sitting sideways to me...
Like most of us, I get a lot of junk mail. It’s usually pretty easy to spot, so I don’t even give it the courtesy of opening it. I just file it in the waste basket. But this piece was different. It said it was from the Ministry of the Interior of one of those tiny ethnic states that emerged from the wreckage of the former Soviet Union. It was addressed to Professor William Kearns, which I assumed was me, even though I’m not a professor. I’m not even a teacher, at least, not any more. You see,...
Hardcore[*This is my REAL life story,accidentally had sex with my own step-aunty.She was 44, while I was 30 when it happened.I will try to write it as detail as I could in english].-------------------------------------I have used to stay in uncle's house everytime I visit this city,for vacation, friends appointment, or any other activities.This is his second marriage with his new wife, so I called her my step aunty.Lately, Uncle had been busy having business meetings abroad,usually takes up to 3 or 4...
"Damn! You my sweet bitch, ain't you? You sure know how to lick some good pussy, girl."Megan raised her head from between Kathy's black thighs. She didn't make eye contact, just starred off into space, detached. A stray black pube was glued to her cheek and the musty stench of Kathy's muff filled her nostrils and mouth.Kathy stroked her blonde hair as she stared into her ice blue eyes. "You still missin' them football players, snowflake? Ha! Damn! They must've fucked you good. Why don't you...
100% fiction! While the Hollywood spies are snooping into the private lives of the Glitterati, some spies are being snooped on themselves. Artist-turned-private spy chief, , who heads a Los Angeles security network and intelligence communications firm, recently announced he was selling his collection of paintings and photographs, (his own work), and would donate the proceeds to the art security unit of his company. He was photographed recently taking in the southern California sun clad in a...
She MalesMy second year here and I just got off winter break. Because of a winter snowstorm our break had been extended but after a week extra off of school the roads have become safe to drive and I can’t wait as I have a date with a girl from my school that I have had a crush on since about halfway through the first semester. Her name was Caroline Johnson. Very small and trim figure with long brown hair that extends partially over her right eye giving her an erotic look, and on top of that one of...
After a semester of minimal sleep, never, and I mean never, going to bed alone , the school year was drawing to a close. My five charges, young European girls were completing their studies and were all poised for graduation and unleashing on an unsuspecting world. All but Petra. She was due at my apartment in five minutes. I wasn’t worried that she wouldn't pass, in fact, like her four classmates, I was certain that she would fly through this with ease. She was a highly intelligent girl, of...
HardcoreOona and I stood, face to face, her arms around my neck, her naked breasts pressing against my chest, her panty clad hips grinding against my steel hard manhood. I cupped the cheeks of her ass as she kissed me, worming her tongue into my mouth. Between kisses she whispered, “Fuck me Professor!.....Fuck me!” She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back. I walked slowly toward the bed and let her down gently. Her peach colored panties were soaked as were my trousers....
First TimeI awoke to an empty bed, not surprised but ever so slightly disappointed. Olga had gone, leaving behind rumpled sheets, a whiff of Chanel No. 5, a little sweat, her sex on the sheets, and a note: Sorry Professor, My mistress called and I have to go. Thank you for a most wonderful evening. Your reputation is well deserved. Olga I smiled as I headed for the shower, rather proud of myself for being able to keep up with such a young, exuberant, and imaginative lover. As I ran the water, I looked...
SeductionI began the CD and heard Al's words. Angie, by now you know that I have left, but I didn't leave you for what you did. I left because of what I did. I caused you so much pain over the last few years. I brought you disgrace, and despair and pain in abundance. I know that now but it took so long for me to realize it. I am so sorry for doing that to you. I held out telling the Feds what they wanted to hear from some perverted sense of loyalty to people that didn't care about me. They only...
Thus it was that I stood here now, with the rain falling and my best friend finally gone. I wiped my tears and tried to pull myself back to a gray damp world without Mary. I waved at the attendants and shouted a thank you as I walked toward my family. As always, life goes on. Mary had left everything to me as she said and the will was probated without contest. I was able to take care of all of her obligations and Jennifer, Angie and I continued to live and work in the place we had come to...
Al was just pouring the coffee as I walked into the kitchen. He finished pouring and looked up. "Wow! You look wonderful! I can't remember when you looked better than you do now. It has to have been years ago. You are still one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen." "Please, sir. Flattery will get you everywhere. But I appreciate it since I have been working very hard to look this good." Al and I talked for a good hour about nothing in particular and everything in general. We...
As Amanda Link sorted through the stack of pictures, Stern watched her face closely. He figured maybe she would get embarrassed, or even a little turned on, but she just leafed through them calmly, giving each one a quick glance — no reaction at all. "Sorry they're so graphic," he offered. She put them back into the envelope, and put the envelope in her purse. "That's quite all right. They're excellent pictures." "They left the curtains open, can you believe that? Anyone walking by...
Stern picked the print out of the finishing solution with a pair of plastic tongs and hung it on the line to dry with the others. This one was his favorite: Amanda Westphal on her hands and knees with her head between the maid's legs, her huge, perfectly symmetric breasts hanging down like ripe cantaloupes. Photography was a serious hobby of his: he spent more money than he could afford on darkroom equipment and chemicals, making up the difference by avoiding unnecessary expenses like new...
When business was slow, which was all the time, Stern spent one day a week moving furniture to keep himself solvent, and today had been that day. The work was backbreaking, but the money was good. Going by his tax return, one would have to assume that he was a furniture mover by trade who dabbled in investigative work. Today had been particularly exhausting, but at least the work had kept his mind occupied. Now, as he parked the van and dragged himself towards the dry cleaners, he was...
"Two people are here to see you, sir." William F. Link was sprawled on his office couch, watching a videotape of the speech he had delivered earlier that day to the California Orange Growers Association. He looked at his watch in annoyance. "It's after eleven o'clock. Who is it?" "One of them says she's your daughter, sir." The aide kept his voice carefully neutral. Link sat up and stopped the tape, cutting himself off in the middle of a well-received tirade against the evil...
My name is Claire Foster and I want to tell you my story, scandalous woman story. First off, I am 55 years old and have been married for thirty years. I grew up in the UK but have lived in the states since college. I am not a model but I am not ugly either. I work hard to stay in shape for my husband. We had gone to Las Vegas for a vacation and were having a great time. We had gone to this club and were drinking and dancing. My husband had met this black man, TJ, a younger very good looking...
My second kink, I told you I have three kinks didn’t I? is my sister. I fancy her. I’m in lust with her. Her body anyway. I want to have sex with her. I want to screw her, fuck her brains out, play with her body. Unfortunately she doesn’t like me. She doesn’t know I fancy her and want her; she just doesn’t like me. She doesn’t hate me. Not any more. She did when she was much younger. Back then she seriously resented me. She had been an only child until she was seven and a half. Then she had a...
OK think a good fantasy might go a little something like this.. Warning adult content below. Through my wonderful typing skills and hummer through emails I get you to meet me at The Waterford Hotel(63rd and Penn) for cocktails. Whenever I see you I compliment you on how pretty you are and how good you smell. As a collector of colognes myself can appreciate the importants of good smell. ...
Eric and Michelle Wiseman are a married couple that have a loving relationship. They met in college, got engaged shortly after Michelle's graduation, and have two young c***dren. Eric works as a medical advisor, while Michelle is a stay-at-home who is very active in her c***dren's school as the PTA head. On the surface level, they are your stereotypical suburban family. However, they do have one secret, and it's a big one; They're swingers. They love to swap spouses, bring home single babes and...
With her sweaty young stud collapsed on top of her, Brenda takes a moment to reflect on the situation. Mitch wasn't the first young man she took to bed, but he was the first neighborhood cub she had experienced. Her previous young stud conquests were either one night stands or short term flings. It was early, and maybe it was the horndog doing her thinking, but Brenda immediately thought she could get mileage out of Mitch. Mitch started to move. He looked at Brenda, smiled, and remarked, "That...
Sirius gripped his hard cock in a tight fist, moaning and thrusting up into the air. He hadn't been with anyone since his escape from Azkaban, and he had needs. Well, one need more than ever. He closed his eyes, remembering the feeling of being dominated, of being pounded to completion. It hadn't really mattered who was pounding him, be it another prisoner, Malfoy, Lestrange. All that had mattered was that he didn't have to be in control. In his dog form, they had no idea it was him. And he...
“Alright freshman,” the business teacher concluded, returning to her seat and pulling a book out of the top drawer of her desk. “My class knows who their partners are. You kid’s introduce yourselves and find your companion. The first ten pairs can gather your things and head back to Dr Shouta’s room,” she chuckled quietly to herself, knowing full well it would be the last thing he’d want. After several long moments of awkward silence, a non-descript yet typical looking male with dark brown...
“Wow? Is she always like that?!” Dillon asked Mihara with a hollow laugh. He didn’t know why but his heart hurt for this Suki chick. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like something was off. “Eh. Just leave her be,” Mihara said with a sigh and a dismissive hand wave. She wanted as much of the attention on herself and not on her emotionally volatile friend who had just caused a massive scene. “So Theodore, “ she said, regaining her bubbly demeanour. “What section would you like...
As Dillon traipsed down the front steps of his school’s main building, he let his mind wander to what might be happening with Suki. She’d not returned to the lesson leaving him to speculate upon two things: when was too soon to start hitting on someone fresh from a dumping, and did she still expect him to do all that work after just storming off? The remainder of his classes had been a write off as well, his brain jammed with visions of the redheads legs playing on loop. So when the final...
Standing at the front doors of the Barton Residence, Dillon breathed steadily and purposefully to keep himself in check. “Fuck man, why am I getting so worked up about this!?” Another snapshot image of Suki’s toned thighs flashed into his mind and he shook his head to rid the thought. At any other time he would have entertained the vision and conjured up as many delicious scenarios involving those legs as possible, but now was NOT the time. He had to act as decent as humanly possible to get...
“Surely not, what are the fucking chances?” Dillon contemplated as he watched the percentage of the synced file increase. Did he dare open it up when it was finished? Should he even let it continue? Fingers wrapped loosely around the cable as he willed himself to pull the plug. He knew he should, it was the respectful thing to do. Playing the encounter over in his head, he envisioned handing her the phone, stating he knew it was hers because he’d seen the case when she got that text the...
Dillon turned the shower on and started to strip angrily, pitching his clothes at the floor as if attacking the wayward wonton desires that had started to surface. Ripping his pants off, his painfully hard erection sprung forth. Scowling down at it, he was furious that he was feeling so aroused by this whole thing. “This isn’t me! I’ve never been so immediately turned on by a chick I barely know. Sure if it’d been any of the other chicks in my class I’d probably have been curious but I...
“Woah!?” Seth yelled out to Dillon as he pushed past him. “Where are you going in such a hurry?” “Date with a hottie!” He yelled back over his shoulder as he dashed out the door of the day’s final lecture and took off down the hallway. “Guys delirious if you ask me,” Damon mumbled with a sneer. “Would ya quit being so bitter? Let the guy have his fun. If she rejects him, so be it, just let him get there on his own,” Seth scolded. “Besides, green isn’t your colour.” “Piss off, I’m not...
The next afternoon couldn’t come fast enough for Dillon. It was the final designated ‘in class’ time that he and Suki would have to work on their assignment. And, even though he was convinced they’d be seeing more of each other, he just couldn’t wait to see her again. He’d well and truly transferred all of her pictures across to his laptop, in doing so, inadvertently spending another late night jerking off to the images. Even going so far as to put them in a folder titled: My girlfriend,...
“I know you really do want me,” Dillon boldly stated as the two students descended the stairs to the front entrance of the building. Taking a sharp right, Suki made her way down a small corridor that led to the admin offices. Simpering to herself at the fact he had followed, she headed towards a wall that housed several rows of small lockers. “I know I want you to finish your share of the assignment as soon as possible,” she responded, not bothering to look back at him. “I’m not familiar...
Dillon watched as Suki marched purposefully off down the hallway, her skirt swishing tantalisingly as his gaze fell on her legs, and he bit his lip in frustration as he watched her go. “Fuck! I have no idea where I stand with her anymore! Does she want me? Does she not? I’m starting to lose control around her cause I want her so badly.” Still frozen in place where her firm push had left him, there was a lingering pressure on his chest from where her hands had been. He absentmindedly placed...
Suki sprinted through the front doors of her dorm building and headed straight for the internal fire escape. Leaping up as many as she could at a time, she tripped and bashed her knee on the rough concrete. But she felt no pain. Blood was instantly streaming down her leg but she was indifferent to anything and everything right now that wasn’t getting to her computer. Seeing Mihara still waiting by her door, she made the final bolt as her friend held up her phone. “Fuck Babe, are you ok?...
An agonisingly sexual groan reverberated through the room as his head jerked backwards. This was supposed to punish him, so why did it feel so good? An image of Suki thrusting the pen into his thigh flashed into Dillon’s mind and he became instantly hard again. “Why the fuck does the thought of her causing me pain excite me so fucking much?!” Yanking the pen free of his leg, he watched as blood soaked his jeans. He flexed his thigh muscles, and almost to his, the pain was still very real....
Mihara was pissed! She’d been sitting in the common room for half an hour waiting for Suki. Two bowls sat in front of her, one empty and the other full of stone cold cheesy goodness. “I could have eaten that if I knew the bitch wasn’t coming,” she uttered to herself as she looked around the room. A couple of her classmates were sat on the couch watching TV and a few others were cooking, but she wasn’t close enough to any of them to justify venting her frustrations. After dumping the wasted...
Theodore stood in the middle of his room staring down at his phone. He had replied to Mihara’s message on impulse but he was way out of his depth with this one. Inexperienced and horny with a seasoned minx on his case was a recipe for disaster, and he knew he was going to come undone. It’s not that he didn’t want Mihara to know just how inept he was, he just didn’t know now to express all his desires properly. And was worried he would do something wrong. Looking around his room as if to find...
“How much longer is this yellow headed nuisance gonna be here for? Why the fuck hasn’t Teddy pissed him off already?” Mihara was going crazy stuck inside the unusually roomy closet of Theodore’s – even more surprisingly – tastefully decorated dorm room. She could distinguish who was talking at any given time, and some words were clear, but unfortunately she didn’t possess the expert hearing of the creature she loved to emanate. Plus, she didn’t really care what was going on. Her ‘class’ had...
Dillon made his way down the hall from Theodore’s room and back to his own. He was still covered in splatters of blood - his and Suki’s - and his mind was in turmoil. Having just admitted some really fucking heavy shit to Theodore, he couldn’t believe he’d gotten the cold shoulder. The brush off. Now what? Was Theodore going to call the police on him and have him arrested? On what grounds would be potentially be arrested? In his mind, Suki was his. Regret - for telling Theodore - swirled in...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 8 "That was fantastic, Peter, just fantastic. I don't know when I'vebeen fucked quite so breathless," the exhausted blonde said sincerely. But her mind was filled with dark thoughts of revenge em the virileresort owner for the way he had treated her--like a filthy whore! Itwasn't enough him to give her a savage ass fucking; he made her lick hiscock clean right afterwards, then suck his huge cock off while hekneeled over her with his big hands knotted in her...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 7 Davie had flung herself across the bed and was sobbing as the scheming, i****tuous brother of her so-called "friend" kneeled besideher on the floor, a comforting hand on her back. "That's right, Davie, let it all out. Just cry away--everythingyou saw going on in that room. Let that whole scene between my sisterand your dad wash right out of your eyes," he told her tenderly,cunningly. The distraught young girl cried even harder, her pitiful sobsfilling the...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 6 "Do you think your dad will let me show you around the island tomorrow?" the good-looking blond youth was saying to the prettybrunette as they sat on the steps of her father's house. "He'd better!" Davie answered. "I know I can talk him into it. Idon't know what was the matter with him tonight. He was acting funnyall evening," said the innocent teen. Randy's thigh was pressed lightlybut deliberately against her thigh. She was talking with greatanimation, the...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 5 Peter Knight hurried into his beach house and locked the doorbehind him. He was sweating, and his temples throbbed. The ache in hisgroin reminded him constantly of his manhood. The devils were dancingin his head, playing cruel tricks on him, evoking wicked, disjointedthoughtsin his mind. He had to rest, to sleep, to get back hisequilibrium before Davie came home . . . He ripped off his clothes and flung them onto a chair. He fellinto bed, wincing as his...