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Two's company...

...Three's a crowd, but four is... well read on and make your own mind up. But, please don't ask me what I think, I'm still coming down and can't think straight yet. Erotica; Probably the best exhibition or show in London of the year. Usually held around the middle of November, when it is cold and miserable out, but the heat in the Grand Hall; Olympia, near Earls Court, South West London, goes off the scale. I had managed to get two of the hottest tickets in town. You have to get them early, otherwise you will be disappointed. We got there early and waited by the main entrance doors until the place opened.

You never know a woman

How much do you know your partner? Even in later years, contrary to popular belief, new things can and do happen. We have been married now for many years, enjoyed each others company, grown together, produced our children and basked in the love of our grandchildren. Without giving too much away, our eldest daughter is thirty five and mother of four boys. In those years together, we have played, tried many things, with varying degrees of success. Several of those experiences have formed the basis of stories published to the net on many sites, some of them here.

Yummy Mummy

Jenni is a neighbour of mine. We live in a small estate of bungalows, grouped in a horseshoe at the end of the road. Jenni passed by my place every morning, taking Jessica, or Jessy, as she preferred to be called, to school. Jessica would be bouncing around, constantly chatting and being a normal happy little girl. She would always wave and call out, Hi! I liked Jessy, but my eyes would always be watching Jenni's ass in jeans as she walked on by and thinking how good it would be to have my cock slide between those beautiful cheeks. Most of the neighbours were working and left their houses for the better part of the day while they slaved in offices.

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Chapter 1. At last, she allowed him to cum, letting his seed spurt into her mouth in almost painful spasms of ejaculation. Her tight grip at the base of his cock released, allowing the pent up seed to pass, so that it shot through his urethra at blast velocity. His hips bucked involuntarily, raising his narrow cheeks off the stone slab of the poolside paving, his orgasm ripped through his body. Her lips, locked around his purple head, creating a seal, trapping his viscous fluids until she was certain she had it all. Then, as the small tensions subsided, she let his come dribble from between her painted lips, to run down his shaft and coalesce at the base of his shaven cock.

fobidden lust

Her name was alice and she was nervously approaching the hotel door.. inside she knew he was waiting for her luscious body.. she looked herself over once more taken every glance that she could through the fogged up window. he was in the living room of the hotel waiting for her to open the door. she slowly opened the door and there he stood all 5'7 of him and no hair his body was covered in tattoos and she knew she wanted him bad.. her eyes looked him over and over taking in every single inch within her memory. his body was built like a brickhouse and he was very attractive and very tempting. she went over to him and gave him a quick brush hug to not let him know what she was hiding.

The Store Brought Cuckold

For a very long time I have had fantasies of being cuckolded by my wife. The whole idea of her deriving sexual pleasure from someone else's cock was driving me wild. I toyed with the idea of convincing her to take some new lovers so that she would experience the joy of having a bigger and better cock stuffed inside her. I believed however that this would be a futile endeavour because she was not the type of woman who would agree to this sort of thing. She needed the soft loving relationship that we had developed over the years and would probably not be able to relax and feel comfortable enough to enjoy the experience.

Personal Shopper

I would like to start off by saying that I consider myself Bisexual and while the concept of a female cross dresser is rare, I'm here to tell you that it does exist. I like to wear men's cloths, it really turns me on. It's is if I am a completely different person when I play dress up .one day one I was bored beyond all reason , I happened to notice that a new Men's wear store had opened up in a town close by and I thought to myself that maybe it was time to add to my wardrobe . First it was prep time. Had to make myself over to look like a man so I could go in and scope the place out looking for potential targets First thing was had flatten out the B cups a little.

The Palace of Wisdom

" The Palace of Wisdom"John Morrison's nude body lay on the shower room floor. Last man standing matches were the worst as far what they take out of you and this one tonight had been particular brutal. All he really cared right now was getting the bumps and bruises enough under control so he could make it back to the hotel suite. With all four shower jets pointed his way and the temperature up almost scalding , it was starting to loosen him up. His mind was drifting when he could hear female voices in the background . " just going to grab a quick shower and I'll meet you back at the Hotel" yelled Melina Perez as she stepped into the shower room wrapped only in a large towel.

On the Road Again

Another day in the Bastille was winding down and Jonah was counting the seconds . He had been at this for right around eight months and while he had made a big name for himself on the local circuit, it was clear to him and most of the trainers at the gym that Jonah "The Jett" Boyer was ready to make the next leap . The problem was the head of the school was the only opinion that counted . Rene Marnier, AKA Rene Masterson was a relic of the squared circle , Winning numerous titles all over the globe and being the envy every man and the desire of every woman with his matinee idol looks .

Catch Ass Catch can

Henry sat at the end of the locker bench pondering the last year of his life and how it had gone so wrong. From two sport athlete who could write his own ticket anywhere he wanted to a struggling jock football player in the middle of an Ohio cornfield trying to get anyone to noticed him. It had all come to a head a year ago on the night of the state championship. Henry had been named MVP of the game for his three interceptions including the one that he ran back for a touchdown to seal the game. There was a party at the starting quarterback's house and it was like the entire town was there.