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Fucking Each Other's Brains Out

This story is about a good looking gentlemen and gorgeous lady fucking each others brains out. Please note for the first time i am writing this story and it is completely fictional, not real. Story starts from below. I went to a beautiful ambient hotel for a business meeting, after finishing the meeting I was about to leave and my eyes suddenly shifted towards one a beautiful lady who was enjoying her drinks alone. She looked at me and we greeted each other with our eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful and attractive which will attract everyone. I went to her and we introduced ourselves to each other. We had a nice conversation and we exchanged numbers and ended our conversations and left the hotel. We both know that we will meet again soon and have a wonderful moment. That night I was not able to sleep and I was continually thinking about her, her body was in perfect shape and her eyes oh god..., there is a magnet in her eyes that will attract anyone towards her and I slept late night th
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Sexy Nightmares (f)

Here is a short collection of three sexy dreams/nightmares. Enjoy. 1 I stumbled to the waters of the oasis. I cupped my hands and tried to drink from the cool waters, but the liquid slipped from my fingers. The water was cool under this hot desert sun. I struggled and struggled, but I was unable to bring the water to my mouth. I brought my mouth down to the edge of the water. I felt the cool liquid against my lips, but not a drop entered my dry mouth. "It's not going to work," said an unknown female voice. I looked up from the banks of the water. Standing in the middle of the lake was a big breasted, motherly, Persian woman. Was I hallucinating? "This water is cursed you cannot drink from it," she said as she tiptoed along the top of the lake. "Please, help me," I muttered through the severe dryness of my mouth. "Here," the woman said as she reached my body. The lady of the lake put her mouth against mine. Cool water bursted force from her
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So Much More Than A Memory

Melanie knew that Alain would again be working late; her studious nephew had his final exams to complete and with that he would soon be gone from the University of Caen; her lodger of some three years out of her sight, but not her mind. Her home would be emptier, the sound of his laughter, his choice of music, their conversations over supper when he was around at weekends would be heard no more. They would be missed, achingly so. His companionship and attentiveness had been relied upon, perhaps too much. He had his girlfriends and some even stayed over. When that happened it caused unbearable strains in their relationship, and she would wonder if he would leave and find lodgings somewhere else. But something made Alain stop short of such a drastic move, and she had chosen to believe that it was more than just a blood tie between them that kept him by her side. Alain cared more for her than he would say. Instead, he would have a soft word to express his concern that she ate the wrong
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It is Only Fair

Last week my adult stepdaughter, who I have been intimate with for nearly 5 years, told you the story of me awakening her. This week, she returns the favor. I work from home on Friday's, most weeks. This past week was no exception, as far as work goes. It was exceptional in another way though. My wife, on Thursday formed me she 'd being going to Cripple Creek with her best friend, who was in need of some girl time, as she is going through some tough times. Short version is, her husband is dying and pretty young. Unbeknownst to me, she had also told Merissa. Promptly at 6 AM I heard my wife get up, shower and then about half-hour later she left the house, as I heard the door close. I don't start working until 8 so I rolled over and went back to sleep. I was roused from my sleep, by what I thought was a dream, in fact, it wasn't. It was Merissa, off to my right, naked and sucking my cock. I tried to reach for her ample ass, but it was then I noticed my hands had been re
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Mom, You're a Hucow!

It was late Spring when I moved back into Mom's house for a while. I had just received my bachelor's degree and left the college where I'd been living for four years, and I returned to the city where I'd grown up. There was plenty of space for me at Mom's house. She had been divorced for several years and said I could use the spare bedroom. She told me the company would be nice. I figured I'd stay at her place for a while until I found a job. It was a cozy arrangement. The bedroom was spacious, and Mom kept the house spotless and the refrigerator full. In the backyard, a big amoeba-shaped pool sparkled in the sun. Behind it stood a small, detached building that Mom had converted to a home office. She was a paralegal, and after the pandemic was over the firm she worked for let her continue working out of her house. She was proud of the little office. It was meticulously organized. Mom kept everything very neat. "It looks great, Mom," I said, when she
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Mothership Wilderness Pt. 21

All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading! "Almost time... darling," Dr. Cole whispered to herself while working her pussy. Her thoughts lingered on her husband, as they often did while she pleasured herself. She looked around the spartan room the Hendersons had given her. She didn't even have a picture of her husband. But soon she would have more than memory to go on. If her plans all came together, as they seemed to be doing, she would see her husband in the flesh soon. And she would touch him, kiss him, and spread her legs for him. She shuddered as she slipped two fingers inside herself. "Why am I... so horny?" And why were her boobs so swollen? Something was wrong with the Errand into the Wilderness. None of the Hendersons seemed themselves. And the zealots acted even more strangely than usual. It all had something to do with that odd nineteen-year-old, Jacob Winthrop. Maybe she should do some snooping and see what was going o
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Brian and Lorna

I was standing at the window looking down at the street four stories below when Shawna, my secretary, office manager, computer guru and all around everything opened my office door and told me there was a Mrs. Valerie Benson who wished to speak with me. I told her to send Mrs. Benson in and moved behind my desk. Shawna ushered Mrs. Benson in and I offered her my hand, introduced myself and asked her to have a seat. I sat down at my desk and asked: "What can I do for you Mrs. Benson?" "I'm hoping you can find my husband for me." "May I ask who referred you to me?" "No one. I was leaving my attorney's office and I saw the sign on your door that said Davis Investigations and I assumed you were a private investigator." As she said that I mentally patted myself on the back again for being smart enough to set up my business close to a law office. I got a lot of business from people leaving the attorney's office. "Why do you need someo
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