©2019 Sal De Klerk & enf_cavalier, All Rights Reserved Authors Note: This is a 2020 National Nude Day Contest story, so please vote. It started as a Role Play in the forums and I thought it was too hot not to share. Warning: This story contains adult content including exhibitionism, voyeurism, spanking, oral sex, masturbation, ENF, Bukakke, and cum eati...
Author's note: To the people who left comments asking me to write more: sorry for making you wait nearly eleven years. This story isn't really a sequel to Poker With The Teachers, although it does contain a couple of the same characters. It's just set in the same universe a few years after that story. It's a wee bit longer than my other stories, rather a lot...
Tray tables rattled and the entire plane shook as it descended on our final approach to Las Vegas. I looked up from my book, catching expressions of shock on a handful of the first timers -- their dreams of a wild time in Vegas evaporated into visions of a shocking plane crash. My eyes went back to my book as I smiled to myself. The desert air frequently...
New readers: Don't start reading here, it'll make no fucking sense, regardless of my little recaps. Take it from the top. ==================================== I turn 40 years old tomorrow. Well on my way to 50 fucking years old. I certainly don't feel like I'm on my way to 50, although I might look it a little bit. More gray coming into my hair and beard...
This story is fictitious. It is totally a creation of my crazy mind. Therefore, any resemblance to events, places, persons living or dead, or fucktards is strictly coincidental. Although blackmail is used to 'convince' the ladies to engage in sexual activities, I chose not to put this tale in the 'NonConsent/Reluctance' category because none of them are all...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Threesome Next Door Chapter 1 – A Threesome Next Door I grinned and waved wildly and uncharacteristically at my wife of over twenty years. I was in Delta Airlines Sky Club at O'Hare Airport. We were both heading home, only we'd come to Chicago from two different cities where we'...
Chapter 1: Poker on Christmas Day Beth set the beer down in front of her husband, David with a hard thud. She was really pissed off at him. She was pissed, that it was Christmas and her best present had been some sexy new lingerie, which she hated because it objectified women. She had reluctantly agreed to try it on for him tonight and here he was ignoring...
by Philip Johnson Prologue It's my position that cats make lousy pets. They don't come when they're called. They almost have to be declawed and kept indoors, and have a litter box that we humans have to clean. We have to feed them what they want, and pretty much when they want it. They come when they damn well feel li...
Hey Folks. Here's another tale of broken hearts and broken dreams. But also of getting up and getting on with it. Once again my gibberish is cleaned, polished and bejeweled by the GREAT (he claims he isn't legendary) Barney-R. This one isn't as long as the one from two weeks ago but I think it's still a good story. For any of you who speak with a Southern ac...
--- Friday -- Evening --- The hotel was crawling with people 'cause there was an adult convention taking place. However, there was a place that was literally deserted like a morgue, which was the wellness area in the basement. Unfortunately, that was exactly where I was hanging around, also literally. Remember? Ortega had given me the chance to earn two p...