"Nothing wrong with big tits," I told myself. I'd been warned about the Fae. With their huge breasts, wide hips, and raging libidos. They said you couldn't trust them; they were too frivolous and impulsive. And they had dangerous, magical powers. The people in the small town I grew up in made a special point to tell me not to stare at their tits; because the...
Here is the 2nd part of Claire's submissive adventure. Sorry for the lateness of this but I am a terribly busy guy!! This is not my day job obviously. Recall that Claire is a 19 year old high school student so there is no underage content in my stories. * Claire awakened at 7am from a blissful sleep after being fucked so well by her principal. She still co...
My female smoking fetish goes back years and every so often I find women happy to indulge me. Let me tell you about the latest time. I was on holiday on a small Caribbean island. I was sitting in an open-air restaurant having breakfast when I noticed two women sitting at another table in front of me. One was quite a lot younger than the other and I thought t...
This is the second fictional story written for a fan about their sex life. If anyone else has a story they'd like written for them about fact or fictional events feel free to message me. As always please leave comments or constructive criticism so I can make your pleasure better! * The next few days went by without much happening. Joel was a bit ill at ea...
The next few days were weird. We seemed to be getting along great but there was no sex at all and I didn't dare ask if there was going to be any! On top of that it was now 9 days since I had cum and while I didn't dare jack myself off again it was getting so that all that I could think about was the fullness of my balls (kind of understandable don't you thin...
(Chapter 11) "Keep on Running" (circa-1976) If you were looking for a woman with style and sophistication, the place to visit was the Bridge Hotel wine-bar between the hours of 6 p.m. and 8 p.m. Positioned high above the embankment of the river Tyne the wine-bar attracted a diverse range of corporate, stylish and beautiful people eager to unwind, flirt...
My husband and I bought our first house after scraping and saving for three years. We got moved in and met our neighbor next door, Tom, a retired civil engineer who recently lost his wife. Tom seemed like a very nice gentleman, early 50's, grey/brown hair about 6 feet tall, quite a nice looking man for his age. Jerry and I had been married 8 years and had re...
To the reader: Still no character development, but lots of nasty ass action. Hope you enjoy! * Crouched on all fours, desperately licking the feet of her tormentor, Tom's wife Angela resembled nothing more than base animal, a bitch in heat trying to gain the favor of the pack's alpha male. Said male towered over her, his large cock stiff as an iron rod an...
Ch 3: The Apartment Party Edited by James Smith ***** I had been in a daze for the past few days. I had watched my sweet, what I thought innocent girlfriend fuck my football playing black roommate like there was no tomorrow. Worst of all, every time I thought about it, I got turned on. I would have to go to my room and jack off to thinking of her pussy be...
I pulled my Camaro into the parking lot of the run-down old motel and parked at the far end right in front of #10. It was a weather-beaten, ten-unit roadside place located right where State Route 46 stopped at the west edge of town. It was just past four on a Friday afternoon and the motel looked pretty much deserted – there were only two others cars in the...