It had been thirteen days since my last outing. Thirteen days since I was forced to sit in the middle of a bukkake of dozens and dozens of men, feeling the warmth of their sticky semen drizzling down my cheeks and chin, dripping steadily onto my exposed, and now pierced, breasts before being made to clean it all off, swallowing every last drop. Thirteen days...
(Continued from Part 1) My girlfriend, Carol, and I made love to each other about 2 times per week. She was also getting fucked on a regular basis by her jock fuck buddies. I never asked how many guys she was hooking up with on the side, but, I guessed it was at least five, because there were five jocks that she tutored on a daily basis. She put on skimpy c...
"How come we don't have boyfriends?" Charity asked Brie, as they snuggled in bed together with softly snoring Richie. "I guess we don't really need one, with work and all our friends and everything." "Don't we? Wouldn't it be nice?" "What if they didn't like what we're into? Most boys aren't Austin." "Yeah, but Richie fit right in. There must be others."...
This is a 'follow-on' to 'Karen's Medical Madness,' which was also first published under the name of NewForester' some years ago, but can now be found under my current author name of Rockycoveboy. I hope you enjoy. *** The house looked imposing as Karen looked up at it from her car parked outside at the kerb. It was 10o'clock on a rainy night and the stree...
Sorry about the delay in writing another story. I just haven't had the time. * My god she is beautiful. My wife Sharon has just got out of the shower and her long dark curly hair is cascading down her back. At 39 and three kids later she is still a stunner. A small mummy tummy is all that is can be seen, and that only by a trained eye. This morning before...
This is my Holiday entry into the contest. Hope you enjoy it. As always, thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my story a much better read. * I remember years back when I was a kid. We had all our traditions and the Holidays meant so much. Family and friends were there to enjoy the good times with us. As teenagers they were still fun...
I have heard, or probably read that men do it. With some men, we can pretty much tell they are doing it when they look at you. I had not, though, heard or read much about women doing it and until recently I most certainly had never done it. But as Gavin leaned back against the work surface in my kitchen and as I looked at him, his clothes seemed to vanish an...
I was in Chicago last month when I met Chris, an old high school buddy, on the street. We hadn't talked since graduating when he went west and I went east for college. I had just finished my day at a conference and he had wrapped up a business meeting. He was going to meet his wife in an hour in a bar just down the street, so he asked me to join him for a dr...
Our life was really nice. We met as childhood sweethearts, married in our early twenties, had two great kids who were now almost independent, and money was fine. I ran my own real estate business and my husband, Steve, had a great job doing what he loved, working in football. He travelled a lot during the season, and this year, as the kids had both basicall...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...