In the summer of 1972, Alan Carson had begun dating Becky Amos and was enjoying a fairly good relationship. However, after he met Becky's family, he found himself drawn in a totally different direction. ............... Chapter One: Something about Becky. There was something about Becky that was different than any of the other girls that I had dated back...
I was completely, physically, sexually, and otherwise drained at the end of the evening. Roxanne, Jen, and even Carl had worn me out between them. I had expelled one load in Jen's ass, one in Roxanne's, and the last in Carl's, but I also came on Roxanne's tits once, only to have Carl and Jen both lap it up and share it in a truly fantastic French kiss that p...
October 2012. Zipping up the cool leather boots to within an inch of my knee always sent a delicious shiver racing up my spine. It wasn't just the temperature of the soft material against my bare flesh, it was what it symbolised; what it made me. It made me his. Alone I sat, framed between pillars either side of the headboard that was almost twice the wid...
Sarah had finally found a place of her own. Well, not quite her own; she was sharing with another teacher from the residential boys school that they both taught at but, after a number of years living on campus, she was delighted to find her own space. And she and Mary seemed to have so much in common, except for a couple of very significant differences. Mar...
As we entered our cabin, Sue, Karen, and Kim, ganged up on me. They wanted to know what happened on the trail behind them. I told them about my talk with Tom and Shara. Also, about Greg and Beth's love fest and about Martha's sneaking and peeking. When I told them about Martha being caught and what happened, they could hardly believe it. I had solved the mys...
Notice the Scent of an aroused female. Detect her arousal and her betrayal. The innate ability to smell things others don't quite get, or before anyone else smells them has always been with me. It both blesses and curses me. In a crowded elevator, stinky crotches, smelly feet bad breath, unwashed sweaty bodies and clothes always smell stronger to me than...
Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy. * I wasn't planning to see James Friday night, but he made a "booty call". He was horny and said he wanted me to stop by and that he really wanted to fuck me. It might seem silly, but it makes me so proud to know that when my nigger is horny, I'm the w...
The last day of Ann and Bill's visit came. "Paul, would you mind if we took a look at the local preservation railway. You know we're into steam." "We?" queried Ann. "Well, you don't mind, do you Ann?" Paul smiled. He had gathered at the railway museum when they had renewed their friendship that Bill had become quite a steam buff, indeed had been a train...
With the kind authorization from Riviere7. * Brigitte's exhibitionist tendencies, nearly forgotten for years blossomed again as she was sucked and licked by both her submissive girls, Virginia and Marie Laure. It was fantastic to be so pleasantly treated in front of so many men : five if her overexcited senses didn't fool her. It really reminded her the t...
I tried something new, based on reader feedback, writing first person from the woman's perspective. I hope you all enjoy the experiment. Please let me know what you think. I always appreciate your feedback. Sincerely, Grafexguy ================= Let me begin by stating that my name is Brooke Everson. I am the mother of a two-year old boy. My life is pret...