Hello Preston, Do you remember me? I'm Angela. With me on my knees and with you having a view of the top of my head more than any other part of me, you may not remember what I look like. You may not remember my pretty face. Other than recognizing my big tits, your favorite part of me along with my talented mouth, you may not remember who I am at all, espec...
Maria is a slut, she knows this, and she never hid that fact. For thirteen years she has been shackled in a loveless relationship. Perhaps loveless is not the word. Perhaps the correct description is lust-less. Her ex-husband at first did care for her, at first, he would buy her chocolates on holidays, and talk to her sweetly, call her things like “baby” or...
The first time I went through college, I thought I'd done pretty well with girls: I wasn't the best-looking guy on the small private campus but I was nothing you'd be embarrassed to have on your arm or explain to your girlfriends. I was smart - had a full-ride engineering scholarship to prove it - liked talking to and, more important, listening to women, and...
I waited for her by the airport gate. Maria was a striking woman in her mid-thirties, with black hair cut short in a shag style that resembled LA LAW actress Susan Dey. She looked alluring dressed in a white shirt that showed off the aureoles of her breasts, with a wrap around linen skirt and leather boots that stopped below the knees. Her body was solid,...
My wife Michelle was getting dressed and she had that look in her eye. It was a Thursday night and she had worked hard all week in her law firm where she was a partner. However as she got dressed, this was not her conservative persona. She put on a pair of way too tight jean shorts and some five inch red heels. When she walked her ass cheeks hung out and sho...
I tossed and turned for the next couple of hours worried about what I could do. I could not blame Marcus, it wasn't his fault the condom broke. I could do nothing until Monday anyway so I put it out of my mind for now. I got out of bed and found a shirt on the floor, I put it on. I went to see if Marcus had any coffee, I found it and made a pot. Marcus's s...
For a while in college I dated an older man who was quite successful as a businessman of some sort (never did find out what exactly he did...). Remembering my time with him made me start to think about what it is to be a whore. We think that only women who take money for sex are whores, but don't most women trade favors for sex in some way? Maybe its not as...
This story is about an athletic but small man who has fantasized about cross dressing from an early age. When his wife finds a strange number on the phone bill, she calls the number and has a conversation with his phone mistress. What follows contains blackmail, humiliation and of course - sex. If sex and crossdressing offend you, or if you are underage, ple...
Ethan's parents raised him to always treat others with respect. He took those lessons seriously, especially when it came to women. So he was in a bit of a dilemma when Megan starting screaming, "Fuck me like a whore. Make me your whore!" It was pretty clear Megan was enjoying herself. Her face was becoming more flush as her body heated up. Her made-to-order...
A Naughty MILF Gives Out A Special Halloween Treat [Script Offer] [F4M] [Cock Sucking] [Ball Sucking] [Oral] [Anal] [Gangbang] [Creampie] maybe [Dirty Talk] [Puns] [Halloween] [Over 18] Description: Well, hello there, boys. Aren't the three of you a little old to be trick-or-treating? Normally, I only give out candy to cute little kids, but you three look...