My name is Adam Harris. I'm just an average guy with a very active sex life. It all started with my elder neighbour...let me tell you the story... Her name was Susan Jones. She lived next door to my mother and I, a divorcee. She had no children and seemed to prefer it that way. She was an alluring woman, standing at 5'11'' on long well toned legs with a sha...
He sat now, in this empty room, review the surroundings carefully. It was a much better accommodation than what he had previously had. But, it was nothing like being outside. That fresh air was something he was missing deeply. Maybe if he behaved and befriended her, she would let him out more. As he thought about it, he thought that maybe he would bring he...
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I woke up in a panic. I couldn't believe I was still here. My husband had expected me home hours ago . I searched for my phone and saw the time. 11 am. Shit. Dylan was still asleep beside me. I had several missed calls from Stephen and a text from Alex. "Hey," it said, "Your husband has been blowing up my phone. Guess since you're not home yet things must h...
Toyboy woke up with an early morning throbbing erection, as he did always. Sleeping next to him was Hotopenlips, 38, who expressed her longing for slow and passionate sex and was smoking hot. He closed his eyes and thought of the previous day's amorous moments _ the way he sat on her lap and then she on his, looking at their reflection in the mirror while th...
She came home to an apparently empty house. Strange, though, since his car was in the garage. There was a note on the kitchen counter: I'm upstairs waiting. Go take a long, hot shower and put on the outfit that I left out. Don't worry. I'll make you dinner afterward. :^) She went upstairs, passing by the closed bedroom door, and into the bathroom where...
Vashka looked down at his new motorcycle grinning. It was made of two human witch skeletons. One skeleton had his arms twisted painfully back and up to serve as the handle bars, his head was the first wheel rolling between shoulder blades. The same skeleton had his back arched and his butt in the air as a seat for Vashka to sit upon. His legs hung straight d...
The last time she was able to glimpse over the front seats at the clock in the car, she noticed it was 2:30 am. The nigger that was fucking her right now, must have been the 5th, or was it the 6th, she couldn't remember. She knew that after the first one had fucked her, there wasn't much point in protesting anymore. She had gone with Amy over to Amy's boyf...
My name is Paul Wilcox and I am a High School math teacher just completing my first year at Jefferson High. I had relocated over the previous summer from an all-male prep school in California to the city where my brother lives in Illinois, and the past year had been a real eye opener. I had thought that coming to the midwest to continue my teaching career wo...
Copyright 2004 by Paul C. All rights reserved. Rubies are Red. Part 41. Jenny I sat back in my chair in the restaurant and stifled a burp. My meal of steak, mushrooms and baked potato with a side salad had been excellent. As had the peaches and ice cream I 'd had as dessert. I sipped at my coffee and looked around the room. There were about twenty table...