This story, not just this part, is for Hooked100! An inspiration, to me & I hope to others... (You need to read part 01 to understand Elizabeth's perspective and the reason for her narrative.) * We drove home in silence, George furious. I could see his red face in the dash lights. I smoked incessantly. Filling the ash tray in the console with lipsti...
See Ms. Marca Ch 9 for the start of this adventure. * * * * * Marca had gone too far with Big Dong she had teased him to the point he was ready to have her pussy and make her want more. She had gone out to see what he was doing in her backyard and worn an out fit that would make his eye balls drop out and she showed her ass and her big tits that came thoug...
I was putting on my "mother of the bride" dress, in my private dressing room at the extravagant wedding venue my daughter had chosen. A beautiful place in the Flathead wilderness called "Antler Ridge Wilderness Weddings." I was naked from the waist up, and suddenly the door opened! There stood my ex-boyfriend Deke. A tall, handsome black man, who spent thre...
Tori bobbed her head to the music and lifted her glass to her lips. She took another sip of her drink, and savored it for a moment, swishing it around her mouth, before she let it slide down her throat. All the while she looked into the camera of her phone outstretched in her other hand before she panned it around to reveal the swanky rooftop club and pool f...
Jennifer felt George getting hard and knew as a professional he would be able to hide his erection from the cameras. She moaned as she felt him hide it inside her. She saw him wink as her thrust into her making her breasts flop around. "Christ, there he goes again." Leon moaned, "Camera two, back off and camera one, move to your left." He turned to Steve, "...
Valentine's day is her day and I always try to make it special. For years now, I've prepared all of her favorite foods, lobster, king crab legs and Mrs. Fields cookies her after dinner sweets. The after dinner treats are for me. Once the kids were in bed and we finished our bottle of wine, my wife made her way to our bedroom. Eventually she went into the wal...
The dusky graveyard had been torn apart and emptied. Its ancient tombstones were cracked and toppled, its rusted gates broken off the hinges. The ground was freshly dug and churned so that massive piles of dirt bordered the dozens of previously undisturbed graves. Every moldy coffin had been cracked open, and every vine-covered tomb had been ransacked, but n...
Yes, it happened again the other day. People, posts, chat online as well as people I come across in real life will often trigger sexy thoughts in my head. Those thoughts most often elicit memories of my many past encounters. My pussy gets wet and I get that uncontrollable urge to suck cock. As a little background, Nick, my husband of 30 years completely ow...
Bully Introduces My Wife to the Executives. by Lustdarkly. Follow up to "Bully Claimed My Wife at Reunion." The sound of a car horn blasting outside the house snapped me awake. What the fuck? Inconsiderate idiot! It was three in the morning. Our bed was empty. Karen still hadn't returned. Two days had passed since the awful night I'd watched James Thomps...
"Baby, are you sure this is the place?" Eve squealed a bit too loudly, her voice both high-pitched and thick from the third Cosmopolitan. "This looks so, I don't know; fancy-shmancy for a full on mix-it-up ladyboy bar. I know, I know, this is South Beach and everything here is la-de-da, but still, I thought it'd be more of a dive." She leaned deep into the f...