Summary: Submissives learn that every cunt has its own unique flavour Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the original idea for what turned out to be a very lengthy, complex story in the vein, I hope, of my 'Catching Mommy' series except without the incest (mostly). Note 2: Edited by H.S., Robert, and Sophia for editing this story. Note 3: New edit Septe...
My name is Becky. I am a 35 year old housewife with 2 kids in school and a husband that works long hours, often 6 or 7 days a week. I have a fairly regular routine for mornings that takes care of the housework, shopping, etc. and frequently leaves me with time on my hands from before noon 'till four thirty or so. I find various ways to spend those few hours....
My tongue is about an inch from Nicky’s asshole. It’s such a nasty sight. The dildo is poised. It smells of my pussy, which was where it was on the journey here. That was the last thing Nicky did when we left the house. She pushed me up against the wall, produced a dildo out of fucking nowhere, and shoved it up my cunt. I love it when she gets ideas like tha...
Note: This is a cyber catfight I had taken part in today (6/27/05). Hope you enjoy it. My name is Desiree Marie Kane and I had a serious hankering to do some cybercatfighting with someone who knew what they were doing. I found many of them on the Yahoo listing for people who enjoyed Catfighting. I added many to my list and then had a few fights. The first t...
We had been sitting across from each other at the table. Your light blue eyes staring at me, measuring my reaction to the cards I was picking up. The game was Canasta and you never lost... well you never lost to me. But at the moment I was staring at you, my emerald eyes watching you sweat. I could tell by the way you kept moistening your lips you were nervo...
Wednesday Belinda felt restless. The room was too small and there wasn’t enough air. She looked longingly at the door then down at the open history book on her lap. Her history final was tomorrow; it was her last and toughest final before the summer break. She couldn’t afford to blow it off. But then again, she couldn’t afford to go insane either. She looke...
"Hello Selena," Jamila Ahmed typed into the messenger box, and the young Somali-American Muslim woman paused, wondering what she should say. It was the middle fo the night and she was stark naked. She'd gotten up to pee, and then, on impulse, went on the computer. This was her first time getting on Facebook in quite some time. It had been months since Jamila...
It was a winter's day in the cold state of Oregon; I was reading a book in my pj's late in the night, when my phone rang. "Hello" I said to the unknown caller. "Hello, what are you wearing" the caller responded in a sexy voice, "I am wearing something comfy, why do you ask," I said still pondering who this caller might be. "Really, how about I come ove...
"Devonshire's. Good afternoon." "Oscar, it's Wendy Kendall." "Mrs. Kendall! How nice to hear from you." "Do you have any time for me today?" "I always have time for you, Mrs. Kendall. Let me check the book. How much time were you looking for?" "Oh, shit. I'm running on fumes these days. Two hours?" "Oh, my. Two hours, two hours. Hmm. Anything special,...
Mandy Collins admired her reflection in the full-length mirror in the ladies' powder room at the exclusive Donahue's Restaurant in Costa Mesa. The dinner with a video producer had gone for shit, and Mandy was bored and horny. The producer was a chatty little fart and was itching to get into Mandy's panties. He bragged how he could do this and do that for Ma...