"Master, please tell me, what was your favorite experience with me?" she asks, curled upon his lap. He looks down, lovingly and smiles. Stroking her head, without hesitation he fondly recounts his proudest memory... Black high heels accentuating your lovely legs to taught perfection, they gleam, wrapped in black fishnets, contrasting dramatically against iv...
I woke up on Saturday morning being spooned by my fat black wife Tonya. She is exactly twice my age and double my weight! One of her massive, dimpled, cellulite ridden arms was resting over me and I kissed it tenderly and started sucking on some of the dimpled mounds of flesh. My wife's skin was like a sack of flour that was filled too much and always seemed...
Later on that day I make my way into central London and Leicester Square. I'm expecting the cinema where Jess and I are having our 'meet-up' to be one of the big ones that you see on TV when the Brits have a premiere with the stars in attendance. There's none in the vicinity by the name of the Prince Charles though, and I struggle to find a local to ask, the...
How did I end up working at a porn shop? Desperation I guess. Low on money. Maybe I was interested in checking out the dingier, creepier areas of life. And I do love porn. My computer's full of it and I still have boxes of old porn magazines dating back decades stacked up in a closet at home. So I guess I did have a personal interest after all. And the pay...
PLEASE SEND ME FEEDBACK AT THE CONTACT TAB ON MY PROFILE. THANK YOU. * "...And quiet was the wind that blew the trees," she recited the poem sitting before her class, her legs crossed, the hem of her skirt resting just above her knees. "and still was the water that filled the seas," she continued as she uncrossed her legs and switched their positions, too...
It was a miserably wet day and Rachel was driving home after her day's work at the radio station. Her mood was attuned to the weather. The carnal delights of Amsterdam had faded into a distant memory and she felt in need of somebody in her bed. Since returning there had been nothing but trouble of one sort or another. The friendship with Kate seemed to hav...
Laura sat on her husbands face holding a small riding crop and grinding her sopping wet pussy on his mouth. She was not a small woman by any standards. She stood almost six feet tall and weighed all of two hundred and fifty pounds. Much of her weight was in her extremely large breasts but nothing about her was small. She wasn't grossly fat though, her stom...
My friend Marie has always been the kind of girl who caused trouble. You know the type. The one who flirts with sleazy guys she has no intention of bringing home, sometimes for the attention, and sometimes because she's just bored. The girl who wheedles you into doing just one more shot even though you know you've had your limit. The one who tells you that y...
It was all I could do not to accept. After all, it's been a fantasy of mine for years. When given the opportunity, I had to go for it. I had been surfing the internet for crossdressers, shemales, transvestites and transsexuals. The idea of a hot woman with a cock had always turned me on. Further, I had always wondered what it would be like to be with one a...
This is the City. All The stories are true. All the participants are real. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. ***** We had slept all through the night. For some strange reason, we were both exhausted last night. We got out of bed, both of us walking like newborn calves. We went into the kitchen and I made us a couple of coffees. Ellen sat dow...