Chapter 1: Melanie's Story Melanie made her way through the heard of partying college kids, most drunk, being that the party was well into the fourth hour mark. Melanie had only been there for about twenty minutes though, but already she was ready to leave. She wasn't a big party girl, but didn't mind them occasionally, however tonight she just wasn't into...
My Thai wife takes a stud and becomes a slut. This story is about 70% fact based. (MMF, wife, voy, cuck, asian, prost, threesome) *** My first wife had been a good mother, God bless her, but making love to her was like doing a dead fish - the same look in the eyes, a similar gaping, bored expression and the zombie jerking robotic movements to our juice-les...
We tumbled through the villa's door, our shopping bags careening off the entryway walls like drunkards in an alley. Closing the door, we set the bags around the room: Jillian's next to her travel bag by the bathroom; Bee's at the feet of the sofa's end table; mine, indiscriminately, by the sitting room chair. In silent, ingenuous unison, we began disrobing,...
Rising out of bed, Penny had a slight hangover from the night before. As she came to her senses, her eyes adjusting to the daylight, she remembered what had happened the previous evening and blushed thinking back to the things she did. Instinctively, she got up to look in the bathroom mirror. She gasped as a dull ache shot through her ass up her back, and sh...
The name on her badge was Bunty, but he knew her colleagues called her Bee. It was a strange name for a girl so young. Every Saturday morning she stood at the chocolate counter in his local supermarket, cutting samples of chocolate fudge into identical little strips for the customers to try, idly twirling her brown hair, scratching at the places where her sk...
"Oh, gah, this is hot..." I slumped into my seat. I breathed deep and wiped my hand across my brow. "Fuck!" I hissed. Bee's head snapped up. "What?! What's wrong?" She asked wide-eyed. "Nothing. But I think I just burned my hand on the damn steering wheel. C'mon, get in, so we can get rolling and so I get the a/c going." The car's cabin was a furnace. Bee...
Starring Big-Boobed Educator Hilda Humper in: "The Spelling Bee" Written by Victor C. Nathan * "Now class, pay attention," Hilda Humper said to her twelfth grade English class as she adjusted the strap of her triple J cup brassiere and let her eyes scan the boys' groins for hints of erections. "This being close to spring break, we are going to do somethi...
They stood holding each other. The tip of his cleft chin sat high on her head as her signature scent infiltrated his nostrils. He felt that tight embrace close around his heart. David smiled as he heard her peacefully sigh against his broad chest, holding her was absolute bliss. He had never felt this kind of connection with anyone. But with Bianca, he fel...
*Hey, everyone!, I know you're all like "its about damn time this gal gave us an update". And you're right. I wanna start by thanking EVERYONE for their comments and feedback. Granted, some it was hard to handle. I'm not used to negative feedback but I took it into account the fact that I want to perfect my work so criticism is the healthiest factor. So ther...
Shirley was dead, and he was starting to stink. He must have been there several hours when she found him. Shirlow Ty Baker was a six foot five, two hundred and sixty pound linebacker, or at least he had been. He had also been wanted in no less than four states for murder, armed robbery, drug charges and various petty offenses just to fill out the long resume...