The rest of the evening was spent with us chatting, interrupted by the occasional blowjob from her to me, but she didn't come again. "Tomorrow's a big shoot day and I must be at my best," the lovely 22-year-old told me. "After the shoot, I'm all yours." "Promises, promises," I laughed, in what had become a sort of catch phrase between us. Pandora, I learne...
My thanks to New Zealand author KJTatts for the inspiration for this story. The following week curtains were in place & firmly drawn in the house across the road when the light came on in the mornings, which put a dampener on the start to my working day. I had got used to seeing the morning display. Then about 8am one morning I was walking back off our c...
The sopping wet nectar of Ann's expelled vaginal fluids coated Roland's entire face as he leaned back, steadying himself on his knees to catch his breath, before lifting Ann up on her knees to take her from behind. Looking down at the swollen appendage that hung lewdly from his groin, Roland pondered how he was ever going to get it inside of Ann's pink cun...
12 Among the phone messages awaiting Bret when he got home from practice Monday night was one from Monique, who was getting herself off at the time of the call. Pamela had also called, but her calls were much more normal, almost as if she was afraid someone was taping them. She talked of how she missed him, but not in a whiny or seductive or nasty sort of...
I discovered one of the apartment's best features after living there less than a month. I had just moved out of a place I was sharing with three other people (that's another story) and was rather enjoying living on my own. It was a little lonely, but even this was a relief after the constant emotional turmoil of my previous situation. One night, very late,...
Jess is the perfect wife. She's loving, supportive, funny, smart, interesting—and goddamn hot, too. We've known each other for seven years, been married for five, and I swear to God every day she just gets sexier. So I'm nuts about her. Who wouldn't be? But that means other guys go nuts about her too. When she walks into a room the testosterone levels start...
I grew up in a city in the deep south that still believed that interracial couples were not proper, including my family. My father is a politician that came from money. Being a politician he kept his racist remarks about interracial couples, and people strictly at home. Growing up hearing my father going off at home about how could that white slut shame her...
She was a neighbor of ours in the Apartment complex that my wife and I had moved into three years ago. Her name was Debbie, she was just 19 years old, tall with long legs, long curly blonde hair, sexy green eyes, a great ass and the greatest set of tities you ever had the privilege to set eyes upon. As I was to learn later they were 36D but on her thin frame...
PLEASE NOTE: All events involving characters in this piece of work are purely fictional (unfortunately). In addition, all characters are over the AGE OF 18. Enjoy. -RS ***** "Wake up shithead, you're on in five." You come to with the blinding light of lamps hanging above a dresser mirror. 'Where the fuck am I? Am I dreaming?' You wonder. You look around...
Susie Johnson had a sip of her chilled white wine as she got ready for a night out with a couple of her friends. She'd finished her make up and had chosen her sexiest black underwear with black hold up stockings. She had decided to wear her favourite little black dress. She remembered the last time she wore it. She would never forget the day when she was rav...