Freak Fucking Sex Parody My girlfriend, Chef Anne Burrell of Food Network and I were flying from Chicago back to NYC. I was horny... as usual... so I started feeling her up, while she read a book. Anne winked at me. We kissed and I rubbed her landing strip topped, juicy cunt, through her skin tight jeans. I was in the window seat and she was on my left. I r...
Anne arrived at the studio located somewhere outside Metro Manila and was let inside the set by the lady manning the desk. She looked around at the set where her audition would take place and saw that it was done up like some nondescript motel room. She sat patiently on the bed, waiting for her co-star. She was a little nervous but that was normal. Anne was...
"I know how much you hate the bus," Anne sighed. She nestled under the warm covers of her queen-sized bed, allowing the soft hum of the air-conditioning unit to lull her to into a peaceful state. Connected to her calm friend- two hundred miles away via a fiber optic network- an anxious Ellie groaned and climbed onto the familiar bus, small backpack in tow....
A few years ago my wife Anne and I were invited to a New Years party at some friends. They had a lovely large modern house, set back from the road with its own driveway leading up to the house. In order to allow people to enjoy themselves and be able to drink most guests were being put up for the night in one of the many guest bedrooms the house possessed....
Dan stared at his new girlfriend with a perplexed, amazed look on his face. "You what?" he asked. "Dan, I want you to come home with me this weekend and meet my parents," Anne laughed in reply. "I'm not asking you to marry me or anything, sheesh!" Anne and Dan were both juniors at the local university in this western Massachusetts town, and had known each o...
Anne watched as the three slim, attractive black men approached her. They'd never met but they were going to fuck her with several people watching. Anne was already semi-naked wearing just a tiny pair of panties and a small camisole. She was already wet and her nipples were clearly puffed up underneath the sheer material. This was Anne's first porn shoot --...
It was a brisk Saturday afternoon in Newport, Rhode Island. The wind blew slightly as the strong sun beamed down on the many shoppers frequenting the stores in this quaint New England town. Being August, tourists were everywhere to be seen. While most were there just for the weekend, some had owned or rented summer homes. In a slightly more secluded area, a...
Chapter 5: The Training Continues As I closed the door after the last client of the day Melissa padded on bare feet from the living room, an open can of VB in her hand. "Here you are Sir, I thought you may like a cold beer after a hard day of spanking." She giggled as she passed the drink to me. "Thank you my subbie, I love it when you read my mind," I lau...
This fairy tale was actually a ballad known as 'The Cruel Sister'. In the original one sister kills the other (by drowning in a river) over a guy that was stringing them both along. The dead sister is found by a minstrel who strings his harp with her long blonde hair. In the more gruesome version the entire harp is made of her body parts. The harp sings at t...
Edited by Moonflower * Anne woke with a jolt. Blinded by bright sunlight, she was momentarily disorientated. She took a deep breath and tried to remember where she was, as she wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes adjusted to reveal a brilliant blue sky. "Ah..Tuscany!" With a grateful sigh, Anne slumped back in her deck chair. She felt a b...