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Saint To Slut in Just Seven Days: Monday, A.M.

Samantha buys a skirt that leads to a whole new way of life.

This isn't a confession as such and it's not a diary entry as I have never kept a diary in my life; it is just the sordid story of how my life changed in a week. It started with me doing something that I hadn't done in a long time. Perhaps because it had...

The Pool Shark

I guess it arouses the guys pretty well, but it makes me crazy horny!

He’d said, “If you make enough, you’re buying dinner.” “You know I always do.” Whenever I shoot pool in a short skirt—commando—I win. One guy after another will focus on lagging the cue ball to where I’ll have to bend over the table or stretch to make my...

Sharon's Tale Chapter 3: Mistake? Or Hidden Desire?

using my knickers to wipe the cum from my legs and pussy.

I did sign the twelve-month contract. Money talks and Ken was despondent when I told him I might not want to. I rationalized my quandary over being a prostitute by convincing myself that the contract was indeed for a consultancy service and, in any case,...

Showing Off For My Neighbor

My neighbor is watching as I get fucked against the window.

It started pretty innocently, with me catching the eye of my neighbor, Rick. One day, we both approached our windows at the same time, and I waved at him. He returned the wave with a smile I couldn’t put out of my mind. It started pretty innocently… but i...

Saint To Slut In Just Seven Days Intro

Samantha buys a skirt that leads to a whole new way of life.

Introduction. Samantha was a woman in her late twenties who worked as a secretary, something she had done since the end of the summer break after her final year of high school. She had been feeling at a bit of a loss as so many teenagers do when they have...

Cam III: We Continue Our Education

Young Married Couple Keep Discovering New Sexual Opportunities

After our busy Summer in Colorado, we got the opportunity to return home to California in Late August. We had quite an eventful June, July, and early August. A wet t-shirt contest, playing with adult toys, anal and oral sex, and an MFF threesome, not bad...

Red Hot: Chapter Five

The steaming hot, sexy end to a Reader's Participation Slut Story

Nude and dripping, little rivulets of water cascading over her freshly-showered body, Gwen grabbed herself a bite to eat and fired up her computer as she pondered what to do with her day. Despite her weekend of kinky, slutty debauchery, Gwendolyn was stil...

Men Are So Weird!

I hadn't planned to talk to the guy, much less fondle his cock, but since my husband asked me to...

He had a seriously large cock. Nude beaches do take the guesswork out of things, and he was hung… and he seemed to love showing it off. Women approaching him to have their picture taken with him – usually prompted by their husbands - and then fondling or...

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The Making Of A Cuckold - Part 2, Raising The Bar

Janine and Marcus continue their sensual journey towards cuckoldry.

Janine and Marcus were dancing by the table when Frank returned. “Oh hi!” she said, a little too quickly, “This is my boyfriend, Marcus.” Frank stepped forward as he grasped Marcus’s hand in greeting, and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. “Hi, Frank, plea...

Anniversary Surprise

My wife takes a group for our anniversary

On our anniversary I did not get to fuck my wife. To any other husband this would seem like a small crime. What she gave to me instead was a near masterpiece. Stephanie is in her early 30’s with long, flowing, brunette hair, and sparkling hazel eyes. She’...

"Clare" - Chapter 14:- Brenda’s Girl - "On the Stage"

Clare twice ends up where she didn't expect to be...

I sat there in the rear of Paula’s car as she drove; Brenda’s arm was wrapped around me. There had been chuckles at my expense, mutterings that had now just become background noise. I didn’t care if collecting lady's telephone numbers had been just a Bren...