Chapter 2: "Oral Invasion" "Da fuck is goin' on in there?" Donk shook his head at the scene visible through Kitty's open bedroom window. The two of them were on the roof outside Kitty's room and were watching the pathetic scene inside. "Fuckin' whiteboy be cryin' like a bee-otch!" Toad chuckled. "Well, damn, yeah, with a little whiteboy babydick like that...
Pooja woke up in the morning, having a much soared ass cheeks and pussy. She was thoroughly fucked yesterday, by her husband. Actually, she felt like being used by her husband; and it was a new Raghav, she saw yesterday. She had no complaints though and wanted this Raghav always. She wanted a husband who can fuck her as if he owns her. But she knew that Ragh...
It was a simple, straightforward question, and it deserved a simple, straightforward answer, John Montero thought to himself. "How long have you been fucking Aaron?" he practically whispered to his wife of 22 years, Traci, as she entered the darkened kitchen before he surprised her by flipping on the lights. Traci spluttered a non-reply as halfway through...
This is the tenth in a series called consequences. Thanks to LadyCibelle for her editing and comments. Always makes for a better story. Consequences Joyce Prologue I came home from work that Wednesday a little early since I wanted to change into a fresh shirt before the dinner. It was business, a meeting with a couple of contractors that wanted to hire m...
A lot of my stories involve kids in one way or another. I think the addition of children in relationships adds an interesting level of complication. I couldn't resist including a set of twins as well. Look out for a cameo appearance by a couple of my more liked characters from a certain trilogy that I wrote. There is a lot of room with this story to buil...
This is my first story on here. Though the events are real, I've put a lot of effort into crafting it into an enjoyable read, and I think it's worth your time. I'd appreciate if you kept your comments kind and constructive so I can improve future stories. This is a "hotwife" story -- though my girlfriend and I aren't actually married yet -- about a girlfri...
CHAPTER ELEVEN. SATURDAY. The boules competition with a thunderous ending - and another flight. The next day after lunch the three of them walked together down to the square, Tim feeling much better than he had a right to, after last night's debauch. Sab had been very good to him that morning, making him swallow a raw egg beaten with Worcester sauce, whic...
Act One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sally stood in her doorway, her big blue eyes framed in golden lashes, her cheeks a delicate pink, her lips all pouty and moist. "I'm going to have to cancel our date." She lifted her chin and her long, blond, perky, pony tail bounced ever so slightly. The faded gray t-shirt she wore did nothing to disguise the fullness of her brea...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California From a hotel room, a man found himself undressing to call it a night. Steven had just arrived in L.A. a day ago on Saturday and before he was to get down to business with things he wante...
I was always flirty my whole life, even before my first sexual experience on my 18th birthday. I honestly don't believe that I was a cock tease, however, but I had mastered the arts of eyelash batting, strut, hair flip, red lipstick application, and coy smile. I also never swore, never belittled anyone else whether behind their back or to their face, and was...