Darkwanderer

The Tutor – Part 3

After his illicit encounter with Ted’s wife Suzanne, Don Phillips was at war with himself. She was bilking him for tutoring his son and his teammates. Don had gone to her house with the determination to get the overcharges back and instead gave in to her wickedness. He was engulfed in shame but kept reliving the pleasure of fucking her tight asshole. He met with his pastor and worked his way into the subject of lust, and then adultery. He was told: “These are an effrontery to God. Only the sacrament of marriage contains lust, Don.”

Standing in the church parking lot, as a drizzle started, Phillips called the Olsen residence. He heard her voice and trembled. But he was putting his foot down.

“Good...

When I look up at the clock it is a little after 3 a.m. I have been fucking with Leon for most of the day and the first part of the night as well. My lover has been away on a posting. He is in the marines and he has to make trips. He has to do his duty, to kill people if they stand in the way of what our country dictates. When he got home, I sent Robert to the kitchen to work. I didn't want my husband in the way, even though he had driven to the airport to pick my lover up. Robert has his uses, but the intimate conversations, the come home conversations, are always private. So Robert despatched to his chores I asked Leon about how it had been? He grunted at first, saying that was the dirty, tired, grimy over there stuff. May be it was...

How many arguments have I had with Martin? How many beatings has he taken for daring to argue with me? Luther won't tolerate resistance from my husband. If he doesn't do as we say, he gets hurt. If he doesn't learn from the beatings, then eventually he will be pushed out to live on the street like so many other sad, defeated, lame white men. The trouble is that Martin has thought to much about what is happening to him. He has thought too much about what I do to him. He has chosen to try and reason this out, rather than to accept my rules. He has tried to reason with me, to chisel himself something more than servitude out of our three way relationship. That is simply pointless. Martin is there to be used and to furnish Luther and I...

Were she honest, it had been kinda sexy watching Martin tug his cock, grunting, grimacing, until the semen shot in pointless gloopy arching eruptions, out of the end of his weeny dick and onto the duvet, beside where Conrad was fucking her. Just as Conrad was fucking all the goodness into her, the attitude and promise of a mixed race baby, Martin was wasting his seed, making little gasping, mewing noises beside them. She smelled of Conrad. The room smelled of their fucking. A fertile, furtive womb that encased them all and left nothing much else available to the senses. There was only this, relentlessly this, his masterful fucking and so...and so...Martin had been reduced to tugging urgently on his sore cock,making his weeny balls jolt...

Wickedly Wild and Wonderfully Wet Westwood Women

by EroticWriter



'I don't think we exchanged five words in those first two minutes, that lovely brunette and I, but we set records for getting undressed. Then we fucked, and it was so hot and passionate that it was like we had known one another for years. Size-wise, we seemed the pertect fit. And of course her body was perfect. Small all over, except for the hips and breasts, which were medium.

And her face framed by brunette hair? Absolutely flawless. That is why I had zoned in on her as soon as she entered, and she had never left my thoughts.'

Westwood, with part of it being called Westwood...

Val becomes an amateur porn star.
By dodger67890@yahoo.com

During Val’s last adventure one of the participants video taped her fantasy encounter. Roughly a month after we got a call from Ty that his buddy passed the video on to a friend of his who works in the porn business and they were amazed at what they saw and wanted to talk to Val to see if she’d be interested in working for them. Val laughed it off at first and we took down the contact information not really intending to call. We had plans to get married in less than three months and had other things on our minds. I put it out of my mind and went on about my business working out the details for our small wedding and planning our honeymoon. Val and I are...

Anna asked as matter of factly as she could, whether Chloe was going to fuck the neat black guy in the white open necked shirt with the tailored cream chinos? She already knew the answer though. She already knew the answer. Chloe was a slave to black guys. She couldn't resist their charms. Even though she was married eight years, if the black wanted her, she was going to fuck him. She had dressed in the black leather, tight fitting, zip fronted hot pants to signal her heat. She had dressed to signal that she needed a good fucking. Now the suave black guy, the one who called himself 'Duke' (was that really his name?) was around her. He had kissed her lips, kissed her exposed throat and she had laughed gaily as they flirted. She was 'down...

Happy New Year, race traitors!

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Day 8

I awoke and returned to thinking about my wife the virgin who I had married and was now the biggest slut in the resort. As each day passed the more I regretted having arranged this holiday; a holiday that was supposed to be a dream reconciliation between us but had instead turned into a complete nightmare for me.

I sat outside on the big sun lounger and looked out to sea and contemplated what another hot and humid day would bring. My thoughts didn’t go much further than guessing there would be more drinking with Sally acting the slut for any black guy who passed by.

Some 20 minutes later Sally stood at the door wearing as she has every morning so far, another new swim suit. This one was a small black bikini with the top...

Being Caught

by RLM

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The Kellers:

Erica and Evan Keller had been married for almost 20 years. Evan's job as a regional sales rep for a large firm selling both light and heavy construction equipment was lucrative and challenging. The only downside was the amount of travel it required had made it necessary for him to spend an average of 10 days a month on the road.

Erica regularly worked at the gym and took aerobics classes. She also played tennis, swam laps regularly, and watched her diet. All of this...