Billie had been picked up by Seth, or he'd been picked up by her, or someone had picked someone up. Billie didn't care any more. She was at home, with Seth, tipsy, and achingly horny. She was kissing him standing in her bedroom doorway. In the doorway because they seemed to have stopped moving, still in the hallway. Even though the bedroom light was on, an...
"Bend over, Miya." It was her Mistress speaking. Mistress thoroughly applied the lube and soon Miya's exposed crinkled sphincter felt the cold metal tip of the butt plug pressing insistently. Her hole slowly dilated and drew in its gift. It was becoming easier. Mistress used a mirror to show Miya the diamante topped butt plug sparkling like a million star...
Keeping it simple... And freaky... Parody... Offensive, but fun... For perverted entertainment purposes only... It's fuck time, bitches... You ever freak a bitch while your sweet mama makes you breakfast? I did just now. My girl Rosario Dawson strolled her fine Puerto Rican ass into the kitchen all nude and shit... Except for her gold and diamonds FREAK ch...
William Johnston read the notice again very carefully. It was posted on a Cross-Dressing Internet site he visited regularly. When he noticed the message on several more sites, he read it. Bill was not an active cross dresser or a transvestite but the idea fascinated him and had for several years. The ad read: Attention Young Men: We are offering a wonderfu...
I've known Billie for about 4 years now. As a scoutmaster I've worked with her, via email and such, coordinating the troops that come out to help clean up her property during the Civil War Weekend at the plantation/ranch she manages. I've never seen her in anything but period costume...one of those big hoop skirt dresses. Blue...it's beautiful with her tiny...
A fictional story about fictional characters. ***** It is a fact that sometimes in life things are exactly as they seem; and other times they are not. That the tiny hamlet of Hooterville was a poor, rural, farming community filled with a small population of very good and close-knit friends was true; that the three Bradley girls were virginal, was not. They...
Yes, another birthday was rapidly approaching and being in my mid – forties I wasn’t thrilled about it. I hadn’t mentioned anything to my wife, hoping that no big to do was going to be made. She in turn didn’t seem to realize that my birthday was soon arriving. On a side note let me tell you a little something about my wife. She is a short (5’5”) blonde in...
It was mid May and my birthday was rolling around again. It was the Friday before and I hadn't thought about it since it was several days away. I was getting out of work, heading home for some r & r. I got home earlier than my wife, Cindy, so I went to the fridge and got a glass of wine until she arrived. Sitting watching TV the phone rang, it was Cindy. She...
"I don't know about this global warming business," Billie Sue mused, taking her tongue out of my mouth where I always want it after she has rimmed me so I can taste myself. "My daddy says it's just left wing b.s. and he's a righteous, Christian man, at least on Sunday mornings. On Sunday afternoons when Miss Samantha lets him in the back door of her house an...
The smell of fresh coffee woke me. The sun was already up and shining through the windows. It alarmed me at first; after a number of years in the military I was usually up in time to greet the sun. Following an initial jolt of anxiety, I remembered, I was home, on leave. Billie, my sweet wife, was sitting on the foot of the bed. It was my normal routine to...