I pass you in the store and you go unnoticed, blending with the other shoppers and carts. Unexceptional to look at, a part of the scenery in the grocery aisle. Casually dressed in faded jeans, T-shirt and sandals, hair amiss, I pass you and you go unnoticed. Until you have gone, leaving the trail of your essence wafting on the subtle currents of air. A whi...
"Where are all the BBW strippers, let alone BBW strip clubs?!" ― Don Keedik From the tenth floor of the Four Queens, Don could hear the drunken droves below, as the six-foot tall, Chinese BBW jerked his javelin. This mental snapshot ― tattered, and yellowing with age ― graced the cover of his cerebral photo album. Most broke out Polaroids of brainwashed k...
-I think there’s someone at the door. Peter sighed and looked away from the newspaper he had been reading since he had started his breakfast with his family. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous cur...
(You may want to read The Journey before reading this so you will know the background of Tom/Tonya and Jason. These stories are a combination of real life and fiction. Thanks for sharing your comments.) Tonya was content as she stretched across Jason's lap. She had given Jason a long slow blow job and now Jason was rubbing his sissy slut's smooth ass a...
Wanna know what it takes to get laid like shag carpet in the '70s? Believe it or not, living a live porn has nothing to do with singles bars, big bank accounts nor dating. Of course you can go that route, but you'll be just as productive creating pie charts to diagram Drew Barrymore's transformation from fledgling neophyte to outrageous Hollywood icon. Why...
Authoress's notes: This is the fourth part of the story of Jaina Solo's transformation into Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. To summarize the story so far. . . After Jedi Knight Jaina Solo kills her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, she leaves the Galactic Alliance for the Empire, with her sometimes lover Jag Fel. Jag has just been made High Moff of the Galactic Emp...
I met my wife during our second year of bible college. I thought she was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen the first time I saw her up on stage, singing a solo in the school choir. She wore the most elegant conservative Pentecostal dress I'd ever seen, and despite her obvious attempts at being modest, it sure seemed to cling to her curves in all the right...
"Courtney, don't you think that you repeatedly calling me 'Carmen' while I was fucking you hurt me?" Courtney's hands flew to her mouth. "Oh, my god. What have I done?" "I didn't mind at the time, not really. The possibility that you might have found another girlfriend did occur to me. You were only a few pages into the Book of Love, and she was probably...
Right now, I'm on my knees before the lovely and powerful Nubia Blackstone, the sexy African-American Goddess whom I worship. The six-foot-two, lean and muscular Black Amazon sits on the couch with her legs spread as I tenderly lick her pussy. My name is Caroline O'Bannon, a Canadian-born Irish dyke who simply worships superior Black women. Nubia orders me t...
One of my favorite rap songs of all time says Bitches Ain't Shit. I couldn't agree more. Truer words were never spoken, folks. Lots of good men hook up with what appears to be decent women and eventually these men discover that there's no such thing as a decent woman. All women are bitches. All of them without exception. Your mother. Your daughter. Your wife...