I looked down and patted Marion's head, she looked up and groaned as a tear slid down her cheek, "Really? You're going to cry, after everything you did to other girls, what you did to me, you think this isn't justified?" I said to her as I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock into her mouth causing her to gag. She nodded then squeaked when I grabbed her hai...
Claudia was sitting at the breakfast table eating a chocolate croissant when she heard the knock on the door. Instead of getting up to answer it, she only kept her eyes planted on the book that was in her hand. Thick enough to be used as a doorstop, the book was a true crime novel about a murder spree that had been committed by a small-town couple back in...
As Amadia slid down my legs she looked into my eyes and gave me a hungry look, she pulled back slightly to pull my cock out and lick the head, she started to slowly suck on the tip and she reached up with her free hand to gently tease and rub my slit. I look down and smile as I spread my legs allowing her more access, I stuttered with my breathing as I put...
Her husband and an unwitting friend fuel her fantasy My husband Nick and I have been married for 6 years. Our sex life is probably typical of most married couples. We both work, and with a house to take care of, and friends, and hobbies, it's hard to find time for those wild fuck-fests we enjoyed when we were dating. At least we are both pretty open abou...
Author's Note: I love Country Music. I know for many you are hanging your head and saying 'why Red... why?' I really like George Straight's song She Let Herself Go and I started a series with that title, but the woman in that story is different from this character. The character in She Let Herself Go is just as special to me, but as I looked back and reflect...
Chapter 2: The Massage Alissa, or Ali as she likes to be called, is a modern day enigma, a person hard to understand or explain, inscrutable and definitely mysterious. The public image is one of propriety. At 41 years of age she has been married to her husband, James, for 20 wonderful years and remains as devoted to him now as she ever was. Ali is also the...
Author's Note: I love Country Music. I know for many you are hanging your head and saying 'why Red... why?' I really like George Straight's song "She Let Herself Go" and I started a series with that title, but the woman in that story is different from this character. The character in "She Let Herself Go" is just as special to me, but as I looked back and r...
"Hey I've gotta go now!" "See ya!" I waved bye to my friend Alissa and shrugged my backpack on, jogging to the bus stop home from my college. My breasts bounced as I hopped down the stairs and I held them with my hands as I continued my jog. I didn't want to miss this bus and I had lost track of time... I got to the stop with a couple minutes to spare and...
As I woke up in the early morning I stretched out and slowly sat up. I saw Alice and Aliandra still asleep, the sky was just turning blue. I stood up and quietly got dressed in a simple shirt and shorts, as I did I thought quietly to Berjit, *Hey you awake?* *Yes I have been awake for thirty minutes, I am just getting ready to go to the roof. I'll meet you...
15, June 2006 Cincinnati OH Dear Isabelle, Do you know your name means Consecrated of God? Kinda strange in a way. But it fits as I think of how you always were the unicorn I sought. I actually went to the base library and looked it up once. It took a while, but we had nothing but time, when it was granted. Thirteen years ago. That's four thousand, seven...