Fucking shit was my only thought after seeing Hannah glazed over with cum. Holy fucking shit. "Any regrets ladies?" asked Carl. "Fuck no. That was fucking amazing," Hannah said as she wiped some cum off her tit with her finger and putting it in her mouth. "What about you Bambi?" Carl asked. I couldn't muster any words so I just shook my head, indicating...
NOTE: two young kids each lost an arm this week to a shark on the coast of North Carolina. This story is dedicated to them. I hope they heal quickly. ***** Uhm...not really sure how to begin this... I'm no writer, that's for sure; but maybe I can put my story down here where some of you can enjoy it. I've always been a 'right-brain' type, anyway. I nev...
Chapter 7 The femme fatale club... Pete, now Mila, turned from the mirror, sashayed over to Tim in her short black sequence dress. Her hand glided to his crotch, gently squeezed that growing bulge. Tim looked down; saw the ruby red fingernails that matched the lips. He looked up just in time for her lips to meet his as she rolled those painted fingernails...
This is my third submission in the series. If you have further ideas or suggestions for further stories feel free. EVERYONE in this submission is OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE. - RS ***** Despite Lucius' calls, Miss B was reluctant to head back to the gym. She could afford the money, sure, but this whole thing she felt was getting out of hand. And yet, she yearned...
Chapter 8: Porn Star Jessica sat at the table, sipping at her morning coffee as she flipped through a a magazine. James had already left for work, and she had the whole day to herself. It had been nearly two months since her honeymoon, and she had been faithful to her new husband the whole time. The boredom was beginning to wear on her, however, and more th...
The words, "I love it when a plan comes together," kept echoing through my head over and over. I believe it was Hannibal Smith who made those 8 words famous, but in truth, at that moment, with nothing in front of me but a clear expanse of I-90 in South Dakota, those words were meant entirely for me. I had just turned 42, and after beginning as an intern at...
I turned the radio on low, to a soft jazz station that we both liked, then slid into the bed while Kristi went into the bathroom to clean up a little. I propped a couple of pillows up and leaned back to wait, but was getting pretty drowsy by the time she emerged several minutes later. She had washed her face, taking off all the makeup, and standing there na...
"Tupac, get the fuck out of here..." Dave threw a chewed up rubber ring out the bedroom door and Tupac, his 80lb Doberman/Shepherd mix, grudgingly chased it out of the room down the hall, shooting several jealous glances as he did so, until I shut the door: Tupac thought he was the number two in the house, but I've been taking up more and more of David's att...
He walked into the kitchen the next morning to see a beautiful young woman sitting at the table. She had the prettiest blue eyes, lovely blonde hair. She was wearing an oversized satin nightshirt with VS stitched over the pocket. The two little dots poking seductively through the shimmering material were more than enough to send a surge of energy straight to...
Bacon and possibly eggs woke Mary. The delicious smell made her stomach rumble. The bedside clock read 7:42. She stretched, and felt sore body parts she hadn't felt in years. Aches left from a night of lustful amour. The cotton sheet pleasantly chafed her raw nipples, as a reminder of Daniel's five o'clock shadow. A lower ache made Mary wonder if she'd be wa...