Betty was running as fast as she could. Her heart pounding in her eardrums, she could no longer here the shouts and gunfire behind her. Trying to find a safe place to hide, Betty saw a cave ahead. She looked around, trying to find Bruce. He was nowhere to be seen. Panic set in and she didn't know what to do. She knew that Bruce could handle himself, but i...
Gilbert and Betty Jones lived in Mt Pleasant Michigan, Mr. Jones was an ex rodeo star and Mrs. Jones worked at the local Floral shop. They were well off but Betty insisted on doing something, She wasn't one of those just sit around types. Gilbert was a man about six foot one inches dark brown hair and weight in at about two hundred pounds. With a handsome f...
I thought about that night quite a bit over the next several months. Nearly every time I looked at my tattoo or caught its reflection in the mirror my mind slipped back to that incredible experience- laying there with Betty's sweaty feet plastered all over my face while she worked on my arm, let alone the incredible handjob that followed. Suffice it to say...
3:30 AM, depending on how Betty looked at it, was either very late at night, or very early in the morning. Either way, she was almost home and looking forward to going to bed. After another fun night out with friends, she and Kelsey, who lived in the same building, were headed home together. The only thing missing from the night for Betty had been the chance...
Tom Kolvig stood still near the dining table. His Bermudas was still on his knees along with his underwear. Holding his manhood with his right hand he stared towards the stairs. There was evil smile on his face. His mission, for which he had come from Canton, his village, had begun. It was good that Jack had left for California for two weeks. Now in his abs...
The day was slipping into its evening gown, that time when the birds finally shut up and go to sleep. When people make a wish upon the first star that dares to pierce the darkening blue veil deep in a summer’s yawn. That time when sailors go hunting for any strange pussy hot enough, and drunk enough to try on something just a little different than their usua...
This is a continuation of the story. Chapter 4 had Betty (a widower---see Ch 1 & 2) confronting Douglas and making him acknowledge his love for kink. She begins her tutoring of Douglas and bringing him into the world of constant desire. She drains his balls of all his cum, makes him taste his own seed through snowballing and licking it from her vagina, and s...
Carla and Jock were in the camp's four-wheeler and they followed the ambulance and the car carrying the public health workers. The convoy stopped at the gate and Jock went to the front to open the gate. The ambulance pulled out on the public road and took off toward the community hospital. Inside the ambulance were two of Jock's friends who started to show s...
My feather girl 01b - A diamond in the rough LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. Many thanks go to RF-Fast and thor_pf for...
Friday night, and Betty left work to drive to her apartment. She had plans for the evening and for the weekend and expected to enjoy herself, although she would not be seeing anybody, at least not a real person. After finishing her leftover spaghetti, warmed in the microwave and washed down by a glass of red wine, Betty went to her computer and got online. S...