Old Black Willy's White Bitch A couple of months ago my life changed when an elderly Black man moved in next door to my apartment I had bought near the college I attend. My name is Debbie and I am a junior at SMU. I am studying art in hopes of working at a museum when I graduate. The old black guy's name was Willy. He was in his 60's at least but I noticed...
"Fuck me daddy fuck me daddy fuckmedaddy!" Orgasma howled over and over again like a holy mantra as her father plundered her pussy from the rear. She was leaned over the railing of the observatory, her knuckles turning white as she tightened her grip on it. "Fuck me daddy, fuck me daddy!" The tassels attached to her breasts swung in wild circles each time he...
This is a story that is one of many in which it is time for me to share. In a nutshell, my name is Dean, my mother had a thing for Dean Martin it seems, but I go by Dina. I am a 26 year old white pre-op transsexual that has no interest in switching my outside in, if you know what I mean. I was born to a single mother, never knowing who my father was. Conside...
Jeremy gulped as he walked up the brick path to his boss's front door. He'd been having a morning muffin and coffee while reading the review of the Friday Night Football game when the phone in his pocket had begun to ring. "Jeremy, its Rachel, do you have the Spencer file with you?" he heard his new Section Head say when he answered. Rachel had been with...
Only the names have been changed to protect the...well...there we no "innocent", so why bother with name changes? LOL! ***** Mitzi and I took off on my motorcycle for a bike ride and a picnic on the beautiful Blue Ridge Parkway in northwestern North Carolina. She was wearing my favorite again, and hers too, her denim micro-mini skirt and matching denim ves...
"I'm gonna need you to get the hell off my property!" Michael Del Vecchio said as he stomped on some freshly planted Gerbera daisies. "Hey, what's your problem?" Lily rushed over. "My problem is this shitty garden falls on my building property. Tomorrow, my guys are coming in to bulldoze this dump. Better get your tomatoes and weeds outta here." Lily was...
Hi there my name is Agnes and I am originally from the great country of Scotland but I now live in a small town just outside of Nashville, Tennessee. My job is what brought me to this country and I love it here. There is more to do and more wide open spaces to do it in. I am 28 years old I have red hair, green eyes, and my measurements are 33-23-33. I stand...
I took pride in my flower garden that ran along the edge of my house. Every morning, I made sure to weed and water my beautiful, luscious garden. It was hot and sunny most days where I lived. Often, I would wear daisy duke shorts and a tank top when I worked outside. Our neighbor, Don would sit on his porch every morning and have a cup of coffee. One day I n...
Jenna Hudson was restless. She has never considered that the words 'sex' and 'boring' should ever be uttered in the same sentence. Yet here she was, yawning at the thought of the same humdrum sexual encounter with her husband. Twice a week. 15 minutes. Done. She told herself that it was because they hadn't had a lot of time together lately. Both stressed w...
Loosely based on "The Memoirs of Fanny Hill by John Cleland" 1. Autumn Hertfordshire, North of London, 1833. The stagecoach rattled noisily over rough bridleways and through shady country lanes, cutting through the early morning mist. Jenny could hear the horse's leather harnesses jingling and their hooves thudding noisily against dry, compacted earth bak...