I'm going to call myself Rebecca for this, even though its not my real name. I am going to give you a real story of a 'threesum' with my husband. To start I am actually 8 years older than my husband and I am pinay. I know many Americans just say Filipina and it means the same thing for us. My husband isn't rich but works hard and provides a nice home. I us...
Part 1 His fingers loosely curled around the thin leather loop, the fine-link chain trailing over his shoulder and swinging slackly behind him. He depressed the door handle and silently pushed it open, his bare feet transitioning from hardwood floor to soft beige carpet. The door slowed to a gradual stop and he stood there, admiring the view. In front of h...
Geralt of Rivia rode his way through the winding cobblestone streets of Novigrad, a free city within the Kingdom of Redania. Becoming a Witcher meant going through a series of tests, back at the Witcher fortress of Kaer Morhen, which few ever survive. Every single person put through the trials is only a child, so that if they pass the tests, their body is ab...
Santana sat in the back of the choir room away from everyone else, slouched in her chair with Gucci sunglasses hiding her eyes. The Latina mentally thanked her fore thought of bringing her sunglasses as she stared fixated at Rachel Berry as the tiny diva stood in front of everyone and belted out another power ballad. Just to show the group as to why she shou...
It was the end of a very long working day for Evie. She had been meaning to meet up with a friend from school, you know, just to catch up or that is what she has been telling herself, except she had been flirting with him at every given chance. Osman, that was his name. She met him when she was in university, he was a year her senior and dating the hottest g...
The potholes awaiting any Numbers Guy are gaping and innumerable. What follows are two that sucked me in like an out-of-control vacuum, and spit me out like politicians do pathological lies. BLOW OUT This week's festivities found me on a collision course with a train wreck possessing the bountiful body of a porn queen. Of the ethos women are breeding vesse...
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Sometimes I imagine that my cock is a dragon. If my cock were a dragon, he would be a deep reddish gold, and bigger than a horse. He'd have two strong legs and two bat wings with a span even longer than he is. He'd have scaly pointed fox ears, whiskers, long sharp teeth, and eyes that you'd better not look into. During the day, the dragon sleeps, curled up...
We were laying there, surrounded by a mess of sheets that only a complete rebuild of the bed would fix. At the moment we were curled in each others arms admiring the sweaty looks of complete satiation, but the lethargy of that same satiation was lurking. I was looking forward to napping with her cuddled into my shoulder, but she wanted to talk. Well, I can d...
If this was a story about an average, everyday, run of the mill fishing trip, I probably wouldn't tell it. It would be boring at the very least. No, my friends this was either the fishing trip from heaven or hell. I'll let you decide which of the two is the best description. I do know I'll never forget it nor would I want too. It began at the local bar I h...