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The Spy Who Loved His Wife by Salty Vixen
James de Walden settled comfortably into the oxblood leather wingchair and crossed his gangly legs. He gave the other man what he hoped was a helpful, expectant look. It had been so long since he'd actually come to a 'meet' himself, he'd decided not to pass it on to a junior officer just to assure himself that he still had the knack. Especially as this was clearly an internal matter.
By Salty Vixenabout a year ago in Filthy
A Naughty BDSM Bedtime Story by Salty Vixen. Content Warning.
The darkness encasing her eyes had become a sanctuary. She could hear him every now and then, but only faintly, then what seemed like hours had only in fact been minutes. Her senses depraved, the concept of time diminished.
By Salty Vixenabout a year ago in Filthy
Lesson Number One- Light Bondage Story by Salty Vixen. Content Warning.
I could see him approaching the door through the window of his upstairs apartment as I scaled the old creaky stairs out back. He is just beautiful, I think, before blushing and looking away. My heart is pounding and I'm feeling so nervous, but I don't want to further add to my embarrassment by letting him know how I feel. I'm such a control freak. I am here for a lesson in submission, but I am controlling my emotions before I step across the threshold…
By Salty Vixenabout a year ago in Filthy
Seducing my son's massage therapist friend
This story began very recently, so recently that it happened to me 3 weeks ago. It all starts the night before, I was in bed with my husband for several days without having sex, for exactly 4 days now, that for me is a long time because I love sex, I was on my cell phone looking and thinking about how to have sex the next day, but this time I wanted something different, I wanted it to be someone strange that I would try to seduce to see if he wanted to have sex with me, so I decided to go on Facebook and in the service groups see what kind of services they gave and from there I would see someone that attracted me and hire them, but there was also the small detail that it had to be someone with some service that my house needed, because something I like to do is tell my husband that people will come to the house and he thinks it is to fix something or things like that but many times I usually fuck with those people and it is something that I like, the idea of knowing that my husband knows that I will be with someone in the house but not knowing that he will fuck me, well I was looking for all kinds of services and I came to the option of 5 services: pool cleaning with a man who He looked like he was around 30, white skin, looked fit, with a beard, the second was air conditioning maintenance with an older gentleman, he looked like he was maybe 50, short, skinny and looked very hairy, the third was car washing which to be honest attracted me because of the fact that it said they were 2 people, in the profile you could only see one person who looked like he was 20, dark skin, super skinny, full of tattoos, now he really looked like a jackal haha, the fourth was cleaning scale in toilets with a gentleman like 40, fat, very hairy, kind of short, dark skin and the last one was gardening with an old gentleman also like 60, very skinny, he already looked wrinkled haha, those were the candidates that I thought were good prospects to fuck.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
My twin cousins I: Helping one of my cousins
My name is Victor and I'm a normal guy who stands out more for his personality than for his physical appearance. Throughout my life I've gained my sexual experience, which although it's not great... it's not exactly scarce either..., by conquering my girlfriends, fuck friends and lovers for my way of being. I must say that I've never slept with a girl on the first night, nor on the second... nor on the third... that's why everything has been between friends or acquaintances who already had personal trust with me, and believe me, it's much better that way.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
Costume party
We had been invited to a costume party at a friend's house. There weren't going to be many people, just four couples; five, if Helena and Luis finally confirmed their presence. We had known for days that we would go out to have fun that Saturday, and after a very stressful time at work, I was looking forward to the moment. In fact, ever since they had told us the date, I had been thinking about all the different possibilities I had regarding the costume. And for some reason that I still don't understand, after looking a lot on the Internet at different costume sites, I finally decided on a devil costume. But not just any costume, but one of those that no one dares to buy except to wear at home on a night of sexual revelry with your partner.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
Lucero: virginities at stake 03 games of desire
Since I woke up in that place and understood what they had just gotten my daughter and me into, I couldn't stop thinking about who those people were, the different ways they could have found us, what they had to do to investigate us, and the fact that the institute where my daughter studied most of her life was involved in all of this.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
Satisfaction-A Spontaneous Sex Story by Salty Vixen. Content Warning.
Selia's day had been too long and too hard, one of those demanding, nothing-goes-right days that makes you want to scream your head off. But it was over now and all she had to do was get through the rush-hour traffic and make it home. Everything would be all right then. Of that, she was sure.
By Salty Vixenabout a year ago in Filthy
Oral Fun in the Elevator by Salty Vixen. Content Warning.
“You know I don’t do mornings,” She said, looking across the table in the hotel lobby at Ren. “Hey, don’t blame me! It’s your friend from out-of-town that is the reason we are down here. I’d have soon stayed in bed a little longer,” he said, sticking out his tongue at her.
By Salty Vixenabout a year ago in Filthy
The Souvenir by Salty Vixen. Content Warning.
By the time we got in from LAX, I had to dump my luggage in the room and get back in the van to go to sound check. Being a minor alternative band of minor, alternative fame, I was used to having to share rooms, but the promoter for the LA gig had gone all out and booked us a room each at a motel that was itself a parody of LA. It was called the ‘Tropicana’. I was thrilled at the prospect of some privacy and strangely sickened by the downright LA-ness of the surroundings.
By Salty Vixenabout a year ago in Filthy
