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Tinder hasn't been hugely successful for us. We've matched lots of people but the ones we've met are few and far between. Besides an ffm we had a month or so ago, it's been pretty dry. That changed for Kenzie [Marie is a middle name] a few days ago. She had been on Tinder for a few weeks and matched an under-30, German guy. Decent looking guy, and willing to meet up with a couple who desired a threesome. Gotta give him credit; he was at least up for meeting, as he had never done a threesome...
If I were you, I wouldn't touch your cock until you find the video you want to see. This page is so hot; I bet you won't last three fucking seconds. Kenzie Taylor is the perfect combination of elegance with a touch of edge. Speaking of edge, unless you want to cum in three seconds, you will have to edge yourself while jerking off to this page. I swear, this shit is so good, and I went in way too confident and nutted everywhere. I was pissed for two reasons: one, this shit never happens, and I...
Twitter Porn AccountsMy thanks to Ephesus14 for his help with a final read-through and edit. Enjoy! “And, so,” Herb Maston said in closing out his speech, introducing the new automated home personal assistant product line, “in honor of, and in memory of, the loss of one of Maston Enterprises’ most dedicated employees, Ms. MacKenzie Willis, we release our newest product to the public. “Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you...” here, Herb paused as the screen above and behind him began to show the marketing video...
Dear Sol: My name is Kenzie and I am 16 years old and this is the story of how my girlfriend at the time and I lost our virginity together, but not in the way that you all think. By the way, Burkleigh is 14 years old brunette with really dark brown eyes. Tonight we were supposed to have dinner together, but, she had other ideas... When I answered the door, Burkleigh was just standing in the hallway. Suddenly, she embraced me and gave me a really deep tongue kiss. After a minute, I broke the...
Dear Perrey Reeves 1,"Ay Nigga, What it do, what's Hattnin Pudgee . You "Nigga How much you need?" Is what you said to a nigga while hanging out the window of the 2009 Pearl white Mercedes-Benz Jeep Boxster, I "Ay, scoot yo ass over and try to earn this 'Jack In The Box'Sourdough Jack Munchie Meal, by Gofer-Duck-Mobbie Slobb- gobblin' on this Long black fat horse monster Dick nigga!" You Scootch over to the passenger side, fast like a Nascar and say "Well Nigga, get in, Conner , Get in daddy...
The girl sitting on the steps of the shepherd’s hut turned her head languidly towards us, her long black hair masking one side of an exquisite face. She smiled and stood gracefully, her breasts now fully exposed. They were beautiful too. Lucy advanced towards her and the two embraced and kissed and it was a hot, tongue kiss that for reasons I cannot explain didn’t make me feel jealous.“Who is she?” Lucy had said in answer to my question. “Why, darling, she’s me.”If I was becoming exasperated...
LesbianThis story contains many selected scenes from the erotic text-based game "Unholy Arts". The High Priestess, symbol of the Goddess herself in the Confined Valley, has died, and the tribes must find her successor. Each of them must send a Candidate, a pure woman who just became of age, who will have to show talent for the arts of magic, combat, and love... And manages to get the others to accept her leadership. The game is part Choose Your Own Adventure Novel, part RPG, part Simulation, with a...
FantasyIntroduction: Wife gets blessed by her priest his way Helga Cooper thought that she was much too busy these days. In fact she knew that she was. What with working with two separate dental offices, her volunteer services to the local junior school, plus her house and family to care for, she scarcely had a spare minute to herself anymore. Now to add to her tasks, Father Timothy at her local Catholic church had asked for her help to organize a bake sale and donated clothing distribution. Father...
Unholy UrgesbyStardog Champion©Thank goodness for the trace of warmth emanating from the computer screen on her cheeks because the rest of Kay Kellerher's body was growing clammy and numb. Even though it was late Summer and the humidity that plagued the Florida panhandle hadn't shown the slightest hint of letting up, the 47 year old woman might as well have been sitting on a chair of chisled ice as she stared, eyes agape, at the computer in front of her. "Please... nobody come upstairs," Kay...
Chapter 8: Unholy Hungers by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Wow, I'm surprised at the talent at Walmart at 3 in the morning,” Mary said as she strolled in front of the shopping cart. “Talent?” Britney Kingston asked her best friend and sort of mistress. Britney was only a thrall to Damien while Mary was one of his vampiresses. “Look at him,” Mary purred, licking her red lips. “Wouldn't you like to writhe beneath him and taste his blood.” Britney cast her gaze in the direction...
Chapter 6: Unholy Communion by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Aurora's words of defiance echoed through Heaven. The crystal foundations reverberated with her defiance. Aurora had rebelled. She was tired of Heaven's rules allowing Hell's success. No longer would she play the game that led mankind to ever increasing levels of depravity. She would guide her tool, the vampire Damien, and use him to right the wrongs. She would see Faust destroyed along with all the others whom polluted the...
After two hours of nonstop conversation during the drive up the mountainside, we finally pull up to the cabin. Elated, I jump out of the car, the rock driveway crunching beneath my flip-flops as I take a few steps away from the car. Breathing in the clean mountain air, my head spins delightfully from the intoxication of the pine mingled with my own excitement. Home. Though I do not live here, the family cabin on the shore of the lake is the home of my heart, and bringing him here was like...
I don't know when I first picked up the signal that Rosemary the young cleaner was more churchy than most teenagers. It could have been that silver-cross pendant she always wore. Certainly the boss had mentioned that the two of them had got to know each other at church, and I knew the boss was a devout Roman Catholic. She ran a chain of cookery schools from her luxury house in the suburbs, where I was part-time manager, often left alone while she toured the country on business. And if either of...
Anyone viewing Judith Pritchard's life from the outside might have been forgiven for thinking she had nothing to complain about: a fine elegantly furnished house in a leafy suburb, with the almost obligatory swimming pool and three-car garage -- with cars of course. A husband, Magnus, who in his late forties was still a handsome man and obviously successful in business, although no one seemed to quite know what business, but it was usually reported to be "Something in the city."Then there was...
Book Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed Chapter Ten: Schoolgirl Temptation By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this. Linda Davies Lilith's mouth engulfed my nipple, sucking hard on it. I gasped as I sat in my computer chair. It creaked beneath me. The demon sucked hard on my nipple. She swirled her tongue around my nub, fluttering and caressing me. I shuddered, my head lolling back in my chair. It felt amazing after this frustrating day. I couldn't...
Chapter Three: Futa-Mommy's Hot Temptation By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Spice the Futa-Demon watched Sky Marlow step out of her house, her big dick tenting the front of her hastily donned Sunday dress. She was out on the prowl. Out to fuck MILFs. It was an acronym that so excited Spice. Mother I'd Love to Fuck. MILF. The concept alone had the futa-demon throbbing. She wanted Sky to fuck them all. To ram that girl-dick into each and...
VRTemptation has been hitting me a lot ever since this fucking pandemic started. We’re not supposed to go outside, pick up drunk chicks at bars or even enjoy the erotic offerings of the local crackwhores. Pornography has arguably always been my best friend, but these days it’s filling more than just the usual holes in my soul. If you’ve got a futuristic virtual reality sex helmet, you can fap to porno that brings you a few steps closer to the real thing than your typical 2D blowjobs and...
VR Porn SitesSuccumb to Temptation ©Shyblueeyes1968(FM, Older/Younger/Oral Approx. 4300 words)A woman in her 40’s, attractive, divorced and deeply frustrated both sexually and emotionally, by the men in her own aged group. Temptation comes knocking and she finally gives in to temptation._____________Brenda sighed deeply as she dropped her bag in the hallway. She had just returned from her early morning swim, and had hoped that a good long swim would release some of the frustration and tension that had been...
A SINFUL TEMPTATION VS IMPETUOSITY: Since the three of them hadn't gotten home from the orgy until 8AM, her brand new son-in-law, Dan, and her 24 year old daughter, Sonia, decided to take the day off and went straight to bed. Simone, still fully dressed, was completely splattered, from head to toe, with a thick, wet layer of Arab cum. She could also feel the same sourced cum still oozing out of her thoroughly ravished lower orifices. Having promised her unsuspecting husband that she would...
Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Spice the Futa-Demon watched Sky Marlow step out of her house, her big dick tenting the front of her hastily donned Sunday dress. She was out on the prowl. Out to fuck MILFs. It was an acronym that so excited Spice. Mother I’d Love to Fuck. MILF. The concept alone had the futa-demon throbbing. She wanted Sky to fuck them all. To ram that girl-dick into each and every one of them and spurt that fertile seed. The mother tried to stop Sky, but no...
Chapter 1 The June sunshine fell warmly through the French window of the blue bedroom onto the half-naked torso of the naked full breasted young blonde. In her simultaneous yawning and stretching, she made her full, melon-shaped breasts rise and fall as she breathed in the fresh morning air, her long blonde hair cascading sensuously over the satin pillow slip. Ann Dexter stretched her lithe body as she awoke, blinking slightly as the cool morning air, mingling with the soft sunshine,...
Chapter 3 Ann sat nervously at her typewriter, her fingers poised and trembling above the keys as the electric machine’s constant whirring noise seemed to reverberate around in her confused and tortured mind. God, there was so much to be done and although she generally worked best under pressure, this particular day was a very difficult one for the voluptuous young blonde. Her mind was a jigsaw puzzle whose pieces were s**ttered all over the floor waiting to be put back together again. ...
Chapter 2 The Medical Center was nestled in a grove of Eucalyptus trees on the west side of the hill, separating the hospital from the research center and classrooms that were s**ttered over the hills. Everything on ‘Pill Hill,’ as the doctors, professors, and research students called it affectionately, was painted white and now, in the late morning sun, the hill had a magical feeling to it. Buzzing with activity, students rushed to and from classes, eyes glued to the sidewalk in worry …...
Chapter 4 A rare occasion, though it did happen on miscalculated brainstorms. Dr. Carl Dexter, genius, researcher, sociologist, possessor of numerous Ph.D.’s — all attested to by the bronze plaques lining his office wall — did not have the facts to substantiate his theorized findings! How it happened, he wasn’t certain. All he knew was that today was Friday and this crucial report was due to his grant sponsors by the middle of next week. Christ, it would take the entire weekend to mull...
Chapter 5 Following the exact directions from the gas station attendant, Carl found no difficulty in locating the place. Right on Broadway, just as the man said. It was small from the outside, decorated with bright neon lights that flickered even now in the late afternoon. A man dressed in a red velvet suit spotted him coming and started calling to him, gesturing with his arm to wave him in. How nice of Valerie to tell them I’m coming he thought, and quickened his pace. ‘Sir, step...
.based on a true story.i am Clair female30 5’4.. aunt traci and I have always been close. So, I was happy when she came to visit me. We have always been close. But, something felt different. She looked at me with a wicked stare. I saw her throabbing, her breast growing rock hard. As I showered (*she watched me from the crack in the door)* as I rubbed myself, breasts wet and firm .she throabbed,glaring.. at me. I rubbed myself slower, sliding water between my legs. Purring... hearing her moan I...
I stretched myself to get the TV remote and a sound went through my mouth. I held my back and sat on the bed. Sana quickly asked me, “Jiju kya hua?” I said, “My back is hurting. This has happened 2nd time this week. Main jab bhi suddenly stretch karta hoon toh it pains. Then subsides after some time.” Sana closed the door and went out. Then again came in saying, “Do you want a painkiller or Moov to apply?” I was waiting to hear this. My drama was getting the results. My dream would now become a...
IncestOf late I have started becoming obsessed with my sister-in-law. Not my bhabhi but my wife’s younger sister Sana. She is just 2 years younger to my wife, married mother to two. About me, I am Krish, touching fifty, having my own business and a father to two in a happy family. My wife Tania works in a bank. We are happy with almost everything that money can buy except a satisfactory sex life. Sana, Tania’s sister, my SIL, works in an MNC and her hubby works for a private company. They too make a...
IncestChapter 1The June sunshine fell warmly through the French window of the blue bedroom onto the half-naked torso of the naked full breasted young blonde. In her simultaneous yawning and stretching, she made her full, melon-shaped breasts rise and fall as she breathed in the fresh morning air, her long blonde hair cascading sensuously over the satin pillow slip.Ann Dexter stretched her lithe body as she awoke, blinking slightly as the cool morning air, mingling with the soft sunshine, gently...
Chapter 2The Medical Center was nestled in a grove of Eucalyptus trees on the west side of the hill, separating the hospital from the research center and classrooms that were s**ttered over the hills. Everything on "Pill Hill," as the doctors, professors, and research students called it affectionately, was painted white and now, in the late morning sun, the hill had a magical feeling to it. Buzzing with activity, students rushed to and from classes, eyes glued to the sidewalk in worry ......
Chapter 3Ann sat nervously at her typewriter, her fingers poised and trembling above the keys as the electric machine's constant whirring noise seemed to reverberate around in her confused and tortured mind. God, there was so much to be done and although she generally worked best under pressure, this particular day was a very difficult one for the voluptuous young blonde. Her mind was a jigsaw puzzle whose pieces were s**ttered all over the floor waiting to be put back together again. Confused...
Chapter 4A rare occasion, though it did happen on miscalculated brainstorms. Dr. Carl Dexter, genius, researcher, sociologist, possessor of numerous Ph.D.'s -- all attested to by the bronze plaques lining his office wall -- did not have the facts to substantiate his theorized findings! How it happened, he wasn't certain. All he knew was that today was Friday and this crucial report was due to his grant sponsors by the middle of next week. Christ, it would take the entire weekend to mull through...
Chapter 5Following the exact directions from the gas station attendant, Carl found no difficulty in locating the place. Right on Broadway, just as the man said. It was small from the outside, decorated with bright neon lights that flickered even now in the late afternoon. A man dressed in a red velvet suit spotted him coming and started calling to him, gesturing with his arm to wave him in.How nice of Valerie to tell them I'm coming he thought, and quickened his pace."Sir, step right in and see...
Ethan reached up around her mighty flanks and tapped his hands insistently. He clapped his palms against her hips lightly. When that failed to stop her aggressive rocking and deep moaning, he slid them down and slapped her impossibly thick thighs. His fingers gripped her flesh more aggressively as his lungs screamed for relief and he grew lightheaded. Asha slid forward on her haunches and lifted her dark, glistening globes of flesh from his sweaty, spit-coated face. Strands of saliva...
I need to tell someone my story. With deep shame and confusion, I've sat down to write these words several times without success. Maybe this attempt will be the one. I'm hoping it will be cathartic as the events I describe are both troubling and arousing to me, though as you will read, I've become more accepting of what happened. I want to remain anonymous because my career is at risk from this becoming known. You can call me Peter, but that's obviously not my real name. I am a Catholic...
Dr. Alex Leduc smiled benignly at the ravishing blonde beauty seated across the desk from him, his expression a professionally warm, sympathetic one as he leaned hack in his chair, his hands joined at finger-tips, his relaxed presence putting Janet at ease immediately. Remarkable, he thought, smiling inwardly at this stroke of good fortune. Oddly enough, hadn't he been thinking of her just before she had entered his quarters? Surely, the gods must be smiling upon him this day, he mused, as...
Janet didn't know what it was, what mental affliction had suddenly warped her mind into instantaneous loathing at the mere sight of Paul's naked body, but she well knew that the ailment had seized hold of her- neurotic or otherwise. Paul had said nothing... unbelievably nothing... not once complaining to her during the entire voyage... even after she would lead him on, begging him to make love to her, wanting him so badly that she ached maddeningly with her desire; and then, he would expose...
The Embassy had provided them with pleasant lodgings on Rue St. Lazare, not a great distance from the Place De l'Opera, and with all of the conveniences a young, new American wife might expect in Paris. It was an apartment, but spacious, and the other tenants seemed to be upper- bracketed Frenchmen. Paul was not discontented with the quarters... he was simply at a loss to know how to cope with this affliction that plagued his beloved Janet. Christ, he was yet to consummate his marriage......
By the time Doctor Leduc got around to leading Janet to his private consulting chambers, she found that fear had begun to take the place of the ardent desire that had been building within her throughout the day. The liqueurs -- or whatever they were -- she had been consuming one after the other had peaked her passion almost to the maddening point before supper, but with the passing of time and following what food she had eaten, all such carnal thoughts and sensations had suddenly dissipated...
Madame Leduc was in a state of yet unsated sexual desire when Paul Arden, completely spent and exhausted after three violent orgasms, collapsed into a deep, half-drunken stupor, and in disgust she had left him there atop the bed, taking her mastiffs beside her as she set off to find her husband and the proud little American bitch. Her loins ached for further satisfaction and although she had been tempted to let Vailante perform the feat as only the gallant brute could, her lascivious desire...
Once airborne, Paul Arden unfastened the safety-belt and tried to relax. He was more than just a little upset at Leduc's concern over Janet's condition. This morning, just prior to the Embassy's calling him and informing him that the Ambassador had a special mission for him to carry out in Brussels and that he was to return to Paris at once, Doctor Leduc had recommended a complete rest for Janet at some quiet sanitarium, else he would not be responsible for what was inevitably to come....
Paul had followed Leduc's automobile for the past hour, staying a safe distance behind in his own rented vehicle as they traveled the slick wet streets of Paris, crossing the fabulous city of sin. He had not believed the Doctor nor his wife when earlier in the evening at dinner, they had told him of Janet's worsened condition. But they had substantiated his greatest fear... she was addicted, yet to what particular drug Leduc had not said. My poor, sweet darling... Damn, he had wanted to...
Paul had no difficulty gaining entrance into the Palais de Plaisir once he showed proof of identity and paid the exorbitant fee. Inasmuch as the establishment only catered to notables and people of wealth, the ugly looking Frenchman at the door seemed pleased to welcome a guest from the American Embassy. He was immediately handed over into the care of an extremely attractive young Moroccan girl, whom, he was certain, would not have been yet fifteen, and whom, he felt sure, he recognized from...
Janet lay upon the bed within the mirrored room. Vailante rested upon the floor in the corner as if ready to spring at her slightest questionable move. She had drunk the so-called medication sometime before and now it was taking effect. No longer did she doubt the actual properties of this concoction she had been consuming daily since she first visited the doctor aboard ship. It was undoubtedly some sort of aphrodisiac, and that was why she had welcomed the large dose this time. Doctor Leduc...
Julie Moore awoke the following morning, clear in her thinking, knowing full well what she was going to do. She had spent most of the previous evening mulling over her problems, thinking about how hard it would be to get started in New York City without a gallery, not wanting to rely on her husband's salary forever to sustain her. It was good that Randy had always earned enough money to take care of the rent and all their expenses but Julie felt that she wanted to be able to support herself,...
It was almost 9:00PM when Julie Moore finally left Philip Randolph's gallery, having been wined and dined by the amorous older man. She felt very precious and cared for, it had been a long time since any man had paid her that kind of attention and she liked it. Occasionally she and Randy went out for dinner but mostly along with several of their friends, nothing romantic or candlelit for them. On odd occasions her closest friend David would take her out for dinner when Randy was out of town...
Julie could hardly wait to talk to Philip, she sipped her coffee in her apartment and looked impatiently at the clock. Probably the gallery wouldn't open until 10:00AM damn it, she really wanted to talk to someone. Suddenly Julie Moore felt very lonely, she realized now that she didn't know anyone in New York and it was a big place. She thought of calling Larry Rutherford, he had been so good to her he would probably give her a shoulder to cry on... still she felt silly, she didn't really...
Julie was surprised to awaken the following morning to the smiling face of Philip Randolph bending over her bed, she looked around hastily, good, no tell-tale signs of Pete or Tim were visible. "How did you get here Philip," she gasped, being fully aware that the ferry didn't get in until the middle of the day. "Oh easy Julie, with money you can do anything you want, I just hired a fishing boat to bring us across the sound, simple. How are you my dear, the sea-air seems to be agreeing...
Julie, Pete and Tim took the noon ferry back to Long Island, picked up Pete's car and on a whim decided that instead of hitting the island early in the afternoon, they would drive out to Amagansett, visit a friend, have a leisurely dinner, then hit town later in the evening. It was almost 9:00PM when Pete's car swung into the West 11th Street, they were all rather tired and Julie had intended to tell them both that she was exhausted and would rather leave it to another day to visit. She...
Aurora's words of defiance echoed through Heaven. The crystal foundations reverberated with her defiance. Aurora had rebelled. She was tired of Heaven's rules allowing Hell's success. No longer would she play the game that led mankind to ever increasing levels of depravity. She would guide her tool, the vampire Damien, and use him to right the wrongs. She would see Faust destroyed along with all the others whom polluted the human's world. She would rediscover Paradise that had been Lost...
"Wow, I'm surprised at the talent at Walmart at 3 in the morning," Mary said as she strolled in front of the shopping cart. "Talent?" Britney Kingston asked her best friend and sort of mistress. Britney was only a thrall to Damien while Mary was one of his vampiresses. "Look at him," Mary purred, licking her red lips. "Wouldn't you like to writhe beneath him and taste his blood." Britney cast her gaze in the direction Mary looked. A handsome man strolled by pushing a blue...
"I gather that Alexander often has referred to our family, calling it a clan. And he is right. We are definitely not an ordinary family." "Our history goes back more than four hundred years, and every member and every major event, is recorded." "Life has been generous to our clan. As long as we have behaved according to the rules and traditions of our clan, we have been prosperous without much effort, we have been influential, and we have all lived long and active lives." "A very...
Alice relaxed for the first time since this morning. Tension had been high all day, and she had heard so many things that were going to change her life. Now that things were settled she felt light-headed and bubbly, and the champagne added to that feeling. "I think I'd like one of those small cakes now." "Of course." Victoria got up and went over to her chair and handed her the little silver tray. Before she picked one of the cakes, Alice looked up into Victoria's sparkling and...
Sully led Alyssia upstairs and opened a door at the end of a long corridor. A truly Sybaritic sight met her there. A lavishly decorated room with chairs, divans, mirrors everywhere, and in the centre an enormous round bed, filled with pillows, silken blankets of various colours, and soft ropes hanging from the headrest. Large antique Japanese paintings of explicit erotic nature decorated the walls where mirrors didn't take up the space. Alyssia turned round towards Sully and invited him to...
"It was so nice of you to include my grandparents." Alexander caressed her hair while he drove the big Packard with his left hand. "And I'm so happy that you were OK, even if they are so much older than we are." Alyssia had persuaded him to take the long drive around the lake. She felt they needed to talk, and she always found it easier to be honest in the darkness of a driving car. "Well, first of all they both look incredibly good for their age, and it only felt natural after that...
The days up to the engagement party flew by in a blur of preparation. All the time members of the clan were calling to congratulate, some of them to tell they were looking forward to the party. Which by the way would be held at uncle Jonathan's large estate, overlooking the Hudson river. Alyssia wanted to look special, inside out, and spent two days shopping for just the right things. When finally a limo stopped in front of her house, late Saturday afternoon, she was ready. She looked...
The sight that met Alyssia in the bedroom was incredible. On the round bed, on a love-bench and on the floor, eight people were fucking, sucking, touching or reaching for, each other. On the floor was Clarence, with Rosalind squatting over his head, obviously enjoying his tongue. Nobody seemed to take care of his cock, which was standing proudly upright. Alyssia went straight for it. With one hand she supported herself on Rosalinds shoulder, while she lowered herself towards the hard cock....
Six weeks had passed since the engagement/initiation-party, when Alyssia and Alexander were invited to Sunday brunch at Victoria and Sully's. The last days of September were glorious, and they chose to take the drive in the big Packard Le Baron, with the roof down. They both just adored that car, and they started out early, so they could enjoy a leisurely ride, watching the landscapes roll by and listening to the purr of the 12-cylinder engine. Just before noon they rolled up in front of the...