Cumbrella was grateful that the floor wasn't tiled and therefore uncomfortably cold on her back. It wasn't quite the same as lying on a plush thick pile carpet but the vinyl covering soon warmed up to the temperature of her body and became less unpleasant as the moments passed. What on earth was she doing in the bathroom she thought to herself? "If they fuc...
I'm watching the news on channel 7 and this pretty blonde reporter comes on. A bunch of thoughts run through my head as she speaks just the first two words about the event she's covering. First, I think she's pretty. Not beautiful but way beyond cute. Big eyes. She must be good with mascara or whatever it is women put around their eyes to accentuate them. Sm...
I saw her clear across the mall parking lot. She had just climbed out of a tiny little import thing, the door swung open and there was a flash of legs. Hell, there was damn near as much of her legs sticking out the bottom of that green outfit as most women had, I got a glimpse of whatever that was between her legs pretending to be panties. They were green,...
The sun rose over the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti. As is my custom, I rose with it. I didn't get home till the wee hours of the morning, since there was a full moon and I was away in the wilderness, for I had certain urgent matters to tend to. Nevertheless, I woke up rested and refreshed. After showering, getting dressed and eating breakfast, I wa...
Note- Not intended to be a true portrayal of events or characters, merely an imagined tall tale. xxx London, 2010. x "Is it your proposal that we become prostitutes?" Rhian huffed loudly at the mere suggestion that she and Lucy have sex for money. "Not prostitutes, no. Escorts to the stars more like." Lady Sonia Kensington was not her real name but it...
Another work of fiction, hope you enjoy. Many years ago I had a regular. I lived about 40 minutes south of him, but he lived only five minutes from where I worked. I would go to his house after work, often dressing up ahead of time in my pickup truck in the parking lot at work, then heading over for a good screwing. This spanned over a ten year period and...
Part IV Chapter 33 ____________________________________ "But I don't want to go back!" Lloyd Callahan bellowed. "Not to Israel, not to fuckin' Switzerland...not even across the goddam Golden Gate Bridge!" "I understand, Dad, but that bullet was meant for you. Like - for the back of your head. Does that compute?" "I don't give a damn, Harry! I've got wor...
I had not really had a holiday this year except for a few days away with my husband Chas earlier in the year. So when my mum said did I fancy going with her and my aunty to Cephallonia, one of the Greek islands at the end of September for ten days I jumped at the chance especially when she said she would treat me to it. My mum is in her mid to late fifties a...
I had admired "Mrs. Big Tits" for over six years, ever since we moved into the neighbourhood. She was the woman across the back lane. We moved in on a Friday. Saturday was her daughter's birthday party. The pony escaped from her yard into ours, and my first glimpse of her was chasing the horse, massive mammaries trying to bounce out of a skimpy T-shirt. We...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a number...