Jodie sat down on a corner of the chaise and looked down at the bound figure of Miss White. On the whole she did not appear to be in such bad shape — parts of her body were glowing red, but the skin had not been broken. Jodie screwed the cap off the jar, took a big handful of cream, and began to rub it into the most afflicted areas. Miss White sighed with r...
The stadium was packed with an anticipating crowd. The lights from the catwalk swirled around the crowd in various bright hues, and puffs of steam came from the combatant's entrance. It was another electrifying night of Women's Silky and Extreme Wrestling (W.S.E.W). From its simple formation in dimly lit dive bars and sub-par gyms, W.S.E.W owner, Paul Ranf...
My beautiful wife Jazzy and I were on holidays in Melbourne, Victoria, and Australia. We were walking around enjoying the sights hand in hand, but people walking past kept looking at us lustfully so I whispered to Jazzy. "See how beautiful you are baby? No one can keep their eyes off you." Honestly I couldn't blame them for drooling because my beautiful wif...
Nat had been dating Sigourney, the cock-fighting champion, since the night she had taken over Laura, the cutie girl with the python prick. The gruelling marathon match, another epic night at the Atomic Kittens, took from everyone in the audience nearly as much energy as from the battling chicks on stage. Sigourney was a mysterious, sinewy grown woman with...
"You're going like that?" I ask when I see Lisa getting up from the vanity table, looking like she's just ready to sit down at it. My pretty femme, all pared down, no glossy lips like wet cherries, none of those messy, artfully tousled curls that make me think of her during sex, riding me and raking her hands through them over and over. No brilliance to her...
I had an idea that I am a bisexual since a fairly young age. In high school, I remember sneaking glances of the beautiful women in my father's Playboy magazines. I felt that what I was doing was wrong somehow—even though I could not explain the guilt—but I couldn't help myself. Blonde women were especially attractive to me. As a late teen, I was...
Sandra's dad was home and drinking a beer in the kitchen when she walked in. He nearly choked on the beer before spewing it into the wall next to him upon seeing her practically naked. "Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?" The man was in his early forties. He stood at five foot nine inches and weighed two hundred pounds. He has brown hair w...
Jenny joined the company almost a year to the day that Susan had started there. They were in the same department and couldn't avoid each other. Which was a shame as from the very first they did not get on. Really it was Jenny that was at fault, wherever the sultry brunette had been before she had always been the centre of attention. Always the loud, fun girl...
The first rays of sunlight crept through the casement window with the unhurried stealth of a Samarian thief. Stirred from her dream-sodden sleep, Sarila reached across to embrace her lover, Mansur, but found yet again only emptiness in her bed. Wistfully she turned over and, hitching the thin night shift above her hips, slipped her hand between her thighs....
Back when I was still in High School, I was still experimenting with my sexuality. I had tried girls and I had tried boys and I had tried them together. I had pretty much decided on girls as my senior year wound down; I had a fairly steady relationship going with my best friend (although it was a secret; no one came "out" in High School). At any rate, we di...