Alan pulled up into his driveway and immediately got a text from Tiffany; "Can't wait another day. Need some of that big dick right now! Rents are still home, so head up to Motel 8 and ask for room #4. I'll be alone. xoxo" Alan was surprised by the sudden invitation. His cock got rock-hard flashing back to visualizing Tiffany's butter-face and braces soake...
When Blake first met Brenda on an internet date, he wasn't all that taken by her. She was not really as her photo had portrayed her. She was bigger in the hips and her face was fuller and plainer, almost homely. He had mentioned in his profile that he was looking for a big, voluptuous woman, but Brenda was pushing the boundaries of that description. When t...
It is early afternoon, I just climbed in bed beside Brenda. She removed her glasses and kept a reading light on. We stare at each other momentarily then cuddle up. Her legs entwined with mine . Her cold feet reach for heat as I offer my legs with sock dressed feet to comfort her. I reach out, put one arm around her and with the other gently pull her towards...
Some people say, that the reality never lives up to the fantasy. Usually that it true, but sometimes reality can go places you never dreamed could happen. I was back to my home state. After my tour of duty on the East coast. Was in the best shape of my life. Confident and sure of myself, like no time before or since. My girlfriend Susan, and I had rekindle...
Note: This story is the twenty-third episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strong...
Just as Brenda was really getting into mourning over the breakup with David with angry girl music and a punching bag, there was a pounding at her door. She ripped it open in biker shorts and a bra. There was perfect Trixie, the neighbor from the other half of the country duplex. "Turn down your music," she demanded in her perfect voice. "It's disturbing my...
Brenda put the idea of sex with another female out of her mind. She had witnessed a little scene the night before at work which was probably a one-time thing, she figured. One of her female employees had her face buried between another girl's boobs, with her uniform unzipped to a few inches below her tits. It had shocked Brenda at first but then the idea of...
I want to thank my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, who always make my story a much better read. You probably should read the first three parts of this story first. Chapter 5: The Demolition On Monday morning, I headed to work and it was Mike, Joe and I who were going to set the explosives. It was funny, when we got there, there were only three protesters...
The Wrightsville yacht harbor dipped beneath the horizon off the stern of the big sloop. As its hull neatly parted the waves, the rigging beneath the taut sail hummed while the breeze of the yacht's passage gave relief from the muggy July heat of the North Carolina coast. Brenda watched the coast disappear for a few minutes and then turned to the woman sitti...
[There is some discussion of bodily functions so if that offends you, read no further. This story was inspired by a scene in the classic novel, The Discipline of Odette, by Jean Martinet, describing how a service similar to the one featured in this story operated in a French milieu many years ago. All characters are 18 or over.] * Katherine Larson had had...