CONTINUED FROM "JENOLA AND ANITA CH. 03" Anita and I were so content spooning under the hot water, and still somewhat groggy from all the weed, we fell asleep lying down in the tub. When I woke up, I was still spooning her and she was still in a deep sleep. I looked at Anita's watch and saw that it was 6:56, meaning that we were too late to pick up her car...
My wife is a beautiful bbw, buxom red head, blue eyes 5'2 size 22 36ddd who has always had potential to be such a horny slut. I am a slim 6' blond blue average build guy with a 8" cock that is 5" thick. I am 32 and she is 40. We have always had good sex and she has always let me know how much I please her. But I have always had the desire that every other ma...
This story follows on from Bbw at the office. After an affair with my boss I come home with another mans cum in my bra. When I got home I saw my husband on the sofa watching TV. I guess he's a nice enough guy; he's just such a pussy. All through school guys used to taunt and bully him because they knew he'd never stand up for himself. Once, when we were hi...
Authors note: I wrote and published a version of this story back in 2018, but I deleted my account and the story with it. The idea never left my mind, so I decided to rewrite it. Several major changes have been made and I believe this version to be far superior to the original, so if you remember reading it before, don't be put off! The wife character, L...
Tyrone Wattford is twenty one years old, a second-year student in the Business Management program at Roxbury Community College in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. The brother is proudly African American, tall, handsome and athletic, qualities that make him really popular with the local ladies. So why is Tyrone without a lady? While Roxbury Community Colle...
---This is a true story that took place about two years ago. It contains references to watersports and other fetish activities, so if these aren't for you, don't continue. And if they are, wait until the next part...--- "Kiss me", she said. My heart flipped at her demand. A cold breeze was blowing, chilling us both through our winter clothes. A shiver ran d...
It was about 8am when I woke up. I'm not a morning person. I'm always groggy when I first open my eyes. But slowly, memories of the night before started to come back to me. The first thing I noticed was, my right hand was still on my dick. Just where I'd left it. I smiled at that. As I arched my back to stretch, I felt a light, tight pull across my chest. Mo...
Prior to meeting Stephen Aumont, Helene Tremblay would have never entertained the idea of dating a black man. Most of the ones she knew at Algonquin College liked to act like thugs, thinking such behavior impresses women, and she didn't like that at all. Helene's reservations about dating the young black men that she saw at her school were well-founded. Of c...
CONTINUED FROM "JENOLA THE BLACK BI BBW" The next Thursday, six days later, I returned home and saw Jenola's next letter. I raced inside with it, but first sat down at my computer and lit a joint, so I could read her letter while fucked up. Her letter read: Big wow to you, too, Steven! What you said about all the feelings being mutual is so right. It's ama...
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