Chapter 6: "Beauty and the Beast" Jenny Summers, devoted wife (devoted to black cock) and mother (of a teenage slut for black cocks) crept down the stairs with her big, black baseball bat (which had just been inside her pussy moments earlier). She stepped softly, but still her enormous breasts and round ass jiggled about sexily beneath her see-through night...
The one-storey ranch home was 60s modern and easily blended into the peaceful suburban neighborhood. But as Amy approached the front door she had a pang of regret. Sure, she had been here many times to see Jackie, dinner parties, a charity and an art show, but at those she knew she'd be going home at the end of the night. Why she had agreed to house-sit was...
Author's note: This story is fictitious and is a product of the writer's imagination. The characters and situations are strictly for the reader's enjoyment and bare no resemblance to actual events or facts. * Twinges of fear crawl around behind Rikki Lovette's breasts. She nervously drums her fingers on the rented Fiat's steering wheel. Out the side window...
I am fortunate to have a back yard large enough to do things in, like growing the three fruit trees that allow me to walk right out the kitchen door and pick my own oranges, lemons, and limes. Then there's the cactus garden over in one corner. One of the best features of the yard is the brick wall all around it, just short of six feet high. If somebody wants...
It was one damn fine day on Monhegan, as they say here. Don Annas came in from walking the path to the bluff and then back through the orchard. Sylvia heard the screen door clatter. "You got sand on those shoes?" she called. "Already doing it!" he lied, and kicked the deck shoes off to join the rest of them by the door. "I saw three deer! In the orchard by...
Author's note: Catwoman and Huntress are TM and (C) DC Comics. Their use here is a work of parody, is not meant as a challenge to their trademarks, and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. This story is a sequel to my first ever fic, The Eros Formula. I hope it satisfies those readers who've been asking for a follow-up. Voting and feedback is...
Techsan very kindly sorted out my editing – as he did with the original story. * Many years ago, I knew of two couples who were best friends and the two families spent much of their free time together. I actually met all four adults socially and the pen portraits in the story are based on the real individuals. Suddenly one husband left his wife and moved i...
Sitting in a food court at Pat Henry Mall he feasted on a chicken sandwich and fries while she got a slice of pizza and also fries. They sat down for an express lunch since she had a report to work on and he had a shift at the office (many reports). It really was beginning to look like this thing they had, a fireball of sex from the start, was about to turn...
Every time she moved from the laundry room to the bedroom, she'd run her hand along the smooth leather of the armchair that sat between the two rooms. And every time, she'd shutter. Not only shutter, she'd tremble; shake like a leaf. In fact, the sensation of the leather against her skin would make her gasp and moan like she was coming in her panties. Every...
Batgirl silently walked across the roof of the abandoned kitty litter factory. As she looked through the skylight, she saw Batman and Robin tied up in huge empty kitty litter bags. She carefully examined the door on the skylight to make sure it wasn't boob trapped. After seeing it was safe to open, she used her universal bat key to open it. She threw done...