Alpha Male Linda made her request as she moved towards the bed, "Brad, I want nothing more than to be fucked rough and deep by the Alpha male in this room." She looked coyly at her lover, using her finger to beckon him. Linda didn't care that he was all sweaty from the gym. "Come here and fuck me now." Brad looked condescendingly at Victor, taunting him, "...
A little over a year ago a colleague of mine passed away. At his wake, I was standing in the receiving line waiting to offer my condolences to his widow, Carol. Carol is a thin, attractive, seventy year old woman with long blond hair and I'm ten years her senior. In the line in front of me was a younger man maybe sixty years of age. He had no female compani...
"What's up Explora?" "Deja vu, that's what." Dora walked through the entrance to Allen and Grant's apartment. After their extraordinary weekend activities, Monday at work was the slog of all slogs. Dora spent the entire day trying not to think about what she might get to do if she beat Allen to his apartment. She also spent the day thinking about what sh...
Lunch was over. Srikala was clearing the table; her husband of a fortnight Vasanth was reclining on the sofa feeling pleasantly replete. It was a splendid meal. For his wife, one only recently out of college, to produce a meal of this quality was surprising. The biriyani was done just the way Vasanth liked it with the rice not discrete as professional cooks...
I'm always a little insecure sitting in the Uber. Mostly, it's because I'm wearing a black kilt, which is not typical going-out clothes here, but also because even the most cursory look is going to find the handle of our ever present crop. I endure and we remain fairly quiet on the way up. We can hardly chat about the entertainment to come in front of our f...
DISCLAIMERS: Any person involved in a sexual act is above the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains some supernatural events, but is not intended to disrespect any religion. This story also has fictitious members of the Imperial family...
Mrs. Alice Hetherington-Smythe watched her husband from across the dining table. The food was delicious but tonight Henry was not in a good mood. He had little conversation beyond complaints, of which he had many. 'Nothing changes much', she thought to herself as he continued with his theories on everything that was wrong with his world. It was still sever...
After a long afternoon nap with the girls, I awoke to realise I had promised to meet a friend for a bite. I excused myself quickly, dressed, and drove to meet my mate, reflecting on my amazing afternoon with the sexy teens. I ate hastily and distractedly, continuously thinking about the girls, and what they might have gotten up to after I had left. Dinner...
At work on Monday, things were once again running as usual, no one mentioned the Beer Bust, well almost no one, Mary cornered me when I was getting a coffee. "Would you like to know what I did this weekend?" Mary asked coyly. "Er...yes sure," I answered, trying to sound completely uninterested. "Well, I was recruited by a black pimp! I'm a real prostitute...
"Young master, please pay attention!" Prince Martin jumped in his seat, "Y-yes, Ma'am!" he stammered, sitting up and snapping himself away from the daydream that had been tickling his mind. His royal tutor stared at him with her piercing blue eyes from behind her small, bifocal glasses. Her fiery red hair was done up in a proper bun, and her clothing was...