One Sleazy Story... About One White Trashy Family... Bend Over... It's Fuck O Clock... "MAMA... CAN YOU TAKE ME TO THE DOCTOR?" "YES DEAR." "THANK YOU." "YOUR WELCOME BABY." My pregnant sister Chanel (Chanel West Coast) walks out of her bedroom, chewing gum, popping bubbles, looking so damn fine. She wants mama (Beth Chapman) to take her to her gyno. Sh...
"They look so beautiful together." "Yeah. Some pretty ass white folks." "It runs in the family." "Shittttt... not with you it don't. How the fuck are you related to them? Take a look at them and take a look at your ugly white ass." "Heyyyyy!" "Them...pretty motherfuckers. You... ugly ass, dorky ass motherfucker. Big dick or not." "Heyyy... that's not f...
Ok, this is my revised story, hopefully all the horrible grammar errors are gone as well as a few new things added. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. * The air was crisp as I walked down 7th avenue. The air was always crisp this time of year. It was especially cool this morning. I used to love walking in the mornings, it always made me feel heal...
Author's Note: The first chapter of this story was told from Jimmy Romano's point of view. Written from Alyssa's point of view, this story describes Jimmy in greater detail and spans over five years beginning with friendship and culminating with...well...you have to read it to find out. Enjoy the telling. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ People have told me that "love-at-first-...
"Eva converged with Fate at a crucial point. She got a terrific offer, and now she was on her way to her life's adventure! She was to join the world tour of Julian Woolfe...!" ************************************ One man's loss is another man's gain, as they say. Eva Sanderson knew that, but the harsh reality of it was nonetheless hard to accept. As always...
This is the sixth in a series of chapters of how my grandmother and her friend/ friends instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING older, oversexe, ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. List of charters for this chapter; Grandmo...
Lynne awoke the next morning buried securely in Leif's arms. She felt groggy with passion. As she opened her eyes and became acclimated to her surroundings, she felt an erotic awareness she'd never felt before growing deep in the pit of her belly. Doing it the bathroom had been primitive, raw, and nasty in ways she'd only fantasized about before. She'd alw...
It took almost a full 24 hours before I found the nerve to call the number my walking granny had given me. I was prepared for it to be to a local pizzeria or library, but a pleasant voice answered on the third ring. "Uh," I stammered, losing my carefully thought out introduction. "Is this the woman from the bus stop?" "Maybe," came the soft reply. "Who's a...
It seemed like a dream job at first, this lingerie inspector gig. After all, who wouldn't want to travel to the homes of women who've just purchased intimate apparel from Naughty N' Nice and inspect their bodies for poorly attached bra straps or crotch openings that could possibly chafe? After that million dollar class-action lawsuit involving a faulty set...
Prologue "Gigi, come on," Lucy waved her hand in an impatient motion to her cousin. Giselle stood at the edge of the browning corn stalks, a shiver dancing down her spine, tangoing up her arms, ending in a certain ringing in her head. 'You're being silly,' she told herself. She'd been in that field a hundred times picking green beans with her Granny Wal...