'Fashion Show Tales Part Three' With Kate Upton By Darzan Codes: MF, Oral, Finger, Creampie. Disclaimer: This FICTIONAL story contains sexually graphic situations. If your under age or easily offended stop reading now. *** Everything had been a blur since that first show I had worked on. Let alone the evening that had followed after with Kate and Vaness...
Day 12 12, October 2218 **Paris, France** Western Europe, Region 10 Roxane took down paintings of the last president of France, including other historic paintings of the history of the country from the hallways and inside of rooms of Elysee palace. Aside from paintings and photos of the last president of France. A lot of the paintings and photos either h...
Danny knew he'd made the right decision as soon as he laid eyes on Jill. She was his new neighbor and a very fine piece of eye candy. She was married and her husband, Aaron, seemed nice enough. Danny wasn't too interested in Aaron but it was a bit of luck to have a sexy woman like Jill living next door. He knew he'd made the right decision to move jobs and...
My name is Sara I'm 42 years old, I've been working as a carer for a disabled girl called Sharon for ten years. During those ten years I've become best friends with her parents Anna aged 40 and Jon age 49 and even shared many holidays with them as my role of carer. My home life is awful, I am in a loveless marriage and married to a selfish lazy arsehole o...
Morning finally came. A blessed relief to the futa who sat, curled up in a ball, on the bathroom floor to hide away from her girlfriend's relentless libido. Hers wasn't any better. Alisa's erection had remained stoic throughout the night, leaking pre-cum into a puddle and waiting for her self-control to crack. The possibility wasn't something she even entert...
Just a quick story. Thanks to Private_Label for the proof and edits. Enjoy. I'd been considering making the call for days. I'd dithered unnecessarily, paused on the brink of calling innumerable times as my thumb hovered over the keypad of my mobile phone, but never actually finding the guts to press out the individual digits of the number. Now, however, ste...
"I can't believe Dad woke us up so early to come shovel horse shit. What the fuck?" "I can't believe he called my Dad and asked him if I could come help. I was cozy in my warm bed dreaming hard about your sister. Now look at me. Pushing a wheel barrel of smelly shit out of a horse barn. My Dad just laughed and kicked me out of the house. Said it was good f...
Public speaking, for most of us, is scarier than a trip to the proctologist. Just the mere thought of having to stand up in front of a group of people and simply talk, on any subject, is indeed a major pain in the ass, figuratively at the very least. Such was my burden when I had to appear at the last minute as my company's substitute representative to anno...
This story contains pervasive same-sex action, cuckolding, and rough sex. If that's not your cup of tea, please feel free to pass over it. If these things do tickle your fancy (or something else) please leave a comment or send me a message: I'd love to hear what you think. 12. Everyone migrated to the kitchen, congregating naturally at the island. The...
Fair warning: This chapter gets fairly dark, and does not contain a ton of sex. We're entering the final chapters, here, and things are gonna get a bit rough. ~ ~ ~ ~ Jerrod, Senya and Merisi stood in a triangle, each at an equal distance from the other, in the midst of a 'chicken coop' that contained as many plush throw pillows as feathers. Buxom women wi...