My name is Lars Bach. I'm forty-six years old and for the past two months I been fuckin the gal of my dreams. I had to wait twenty years for that pussy but it was worth the wait. I've been working on cruise ships since I finished college and I'm second in command of a really nice ship on the Seabourn line. I cruise for three months and spend the next three m...
My name is Rob McMillan and I manage a major branch of a rather large shipping firm. I have been happily married for twenty years to a gal I met in college. Erika is a beautiful blond Swede with long tan legs and really great tits. An employee of mine, Art Lloyd, tried to get my job by blackmail. He sent me anonymous e-mails with pictures he said were of my...
Summary: Slut and black husband submit to white men and women. Note: This is dedicated to the real Johnathan and Elizabeth who inspired the story. The entire back story is based on real events...the plotlines are real fantasies of the lovely couple. Note 2: This is part eight of a multi-chaptered story: In part one, Dominican Slut: Ass Slut, Elizabeth,...
Warning This is a story about my own kind of Futanari. Futanari is a japanese word meaning hermaphrodite but over the ages in Japan it have had other meanings too just as in western society today it can mean a few different things. My story holds true to the hermaphrodite meaning and the futanaris that take part in this story all have a pussy and a cock. Tb...
Saturday afternoon the Wilson's 18-year-old daughter Amy told her parents that her friend Louise was coming over to spend the night. Mrs. Wilson complained and told her she should have told her earlier, because she and Mr. Wilson wanted to go out tonight. Amy told them she was old enough to stay by herself for a few hours and beside it was only the two of th...
Roger woke up the next morning with thoughts of Jessica and their classroom encounter fresh in his mind; actually, his dreams had been filled with the images of her big, round breasts squeezed in his hands as her pussy milked the cum from him. As he showered in preparation for work the mere thought of her soft lips around his shaft gave him an almost immedia...
The flight home on Sunday was relaxing. I'd switched from early morning to mid afternoon and I had the entire row of seats to myself. I spent most of the time with my sketch pad, drawing gorgeous naked Darlene from memory. Several men and a couple of women paused to stare at my drawing as they walked up the aisle. One guy stood looking over my shoulder for a...
Again I would like to thank Gizzmo for his help in writing this story. * Ann's Confession continues. During the rest of the day I saw her sitting at the PC typing away. She was working on something and I didn't disturb her. At dinner she handed me a number of piece of papers. As I looked at it I realized she had written what she did with her boy toy in a s...
I'm a fifty-two year old guy on a long dreamed of sightseeing trip through the Scenic Byways of Oregon and Crater Lake. Then I'll head up the Coast highway into Washington State to see Mt. Rainier and Mt. St Helen's after which I'll catch a plane back to my home in North Carolina. I'm retired so time is not important at all. I rented the car in San Francisco...
This is my first story outside of fan-fiction. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Everyone is over 18. ***** The best part about picking up someone from the airport at night was how dead it was. No traffic and no hustle. This town was no different and the quiet terminal was starting to fill up with passengers from the latest arrival. Every...