05 Monday Jun 2017
Posted in General Erotica, Quickies, sex with stranger, Stranger Erotica
By: XXMeowMeowXx
It all started with A. He seduced me into his room and all I could think about the whole ride there was what would sex be like? How would it feel to have a penis inside me? Penetrating my virgin pussy? I don’t remember how it happened but I do remember me melting from his hot fiery hellish touch. Little did I know I was about to have sex with Satan.
08 Tuesday Mar 2016
Posted in Girl on Girl Erotica, Public Sex
By:TaylerTexas
I was 21 and wild! Petite, brunette, tan, and single with a busty 32D set of breasts. Now that I was of legal drinking age, I loved to go out! One of my best friends has always been this beautiful Puerto Rican girl. Maria is two years younger than I, about 5’1, and weighs no more than 100 pounds. At the time, she had dark brown hair with blonde highlights. I always thought she was much prettier than myself. The clubs of downtown Houston were our playgrounds.
16 Wednesday Apr 2014
Posted in Adventures in BDSM, Bathroom Sex, Contest Winner, Public Sex, Quickies
By:GenevieveSing
WINNER! Congrats GenevieveSing!
It had been three whole months since we’d last seen each other. There had been heart-ache, tears, way too many regretful one night stands, and all the drinking required when you’re separated from the only person with whom you’ve felt such a strong romantic connection. But this had been the reality of our relationship from the beginning. We satisfied ourselves by using others, or at least trying to make it work with someone we liked, only to find that we were really just fooling ourselves. The buildup to this moment was incomparable. The contact is what I’d been craving most of all. Spring break had literally not come soon enough after this long lonely winter.
16 Wednesday Apr 2014
Posted in Public Sex, Quickies, Stranger Erotica
By:JaylaCarlino
Every day was the same for me. Open the store, help grumpy people, close the store. I felt content but bored with life. Stocking shelves, sweeping up dust, answering phones. The life of a typical 23 year old. I worked at my Dads Floral Shop every summer.
