Sarla growled with pleasure as the dildo thrust deeper into her anal hole. Boy! She was enjoying every moment and how. She gave another deep growl of pleasure as Jolly pulled out of her and thrust in once again. Her lustful growling added to Jolly's own pleasure. The other end of the strap-on dildo was angled into her pussy and with each thrust was pushing f...
Mme. Suzanne Rouchelay stood before the window of her quarters, looking out into the courtyard at the rows of flowers lining the path between the gate and the entrance of the house. It was quarter past noon and she was expecting her friend, Mlle. Louise for tea. They had met last month at a gala of a friend of her husband's, the prominent socialite M. Claude...
They weren't neighbors as children, scurrying to each others houses to ask if the other could come out and play. They weren't friends in junior high, or high school, in fact during that time, they didn't even live in the same state or timezone. No, it took until their first year, or more narrowly, their 3rd day at Kentucky University for Heather and Michelle...
Foreword warning: This is a true story and in memory of a real relationship. Because it is true, the reader is seeing it strictly from my perspective as I could not crawl inside her head, therefore my apologies if it doesn't work for you individually, but I really wanted to put it out to the world. Oh and of course all names have been changed. * * * * * Ah...
Hi Lisa here. Welcome Back. This is Part 10 of my real life story. The only thing I have changed are the names. I also do not mention the names of the locations. I sure some of you will be able to figure them out. All I ask is you don't tell. Thank you for reading my story. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have. All participants are over 18 and are cons...
My name is Trish, and my life changed by pure coincidence. A single friend of mine was showing me this website she was using to help find people for her to "hook up" with. I wasn't really interested because I'm happily married and have been for twenty years, but it was great hearing her get excited about it. She just gave me a quick overview of the site, pun...
"Just come over here!" My best friend, Cassie, could be so impatient at times, and today was no exception. Her voice rang out through my cell phone, "I have to eat some dinner and then we can hang out." "Okay, fine," I replied. When Cassie wanted to see me she always demanded instead of asked. Of course, I was eager to see her too. Truth be told, we were ki...
The following story is pure fiction. Any resemblance to an actual person, or event, is purely coincidental. Also, this is a follow-up to "Cajun Spice" and does refer back to events from that story, so I strongly suggest reading that story first, if you haven't already. The author retains all rights and privileges to the following story. * April sat in her...
Sundays are meant for relaxing, lounging in bed and making love until noon, when the bodies famished for more than just protein, drag themselves out of bed for breakfast. It was just such a Sunday for my lover and I. I watched her shred the potatoes for homemade hash browns from my lounging position on the sofa. Watching her lithe, graceful body peel the po...
Chapter 1 Warm up and stretch. At 7.30 in the morning it was already too hot and I was finding it difficult not to fidget as sweat trickling down my back pooling between my butt cheeks and soaking into the top of my electric blue running shorts. I had recently started to run the trail path of NYC's Van Courtland Park with my friend Jessie. An older Domin...