Arnold rushed out of his home and into his Buick, keyed in the ignition and screeched out of his driveway like the devil was after him. His palms were sweaty over the steering wheel, he breathed with feverish excitement, glancing at his watch almost every minute, hopping that he wouldn't take long to get what he'd gone out in search of. Nearly three blocks...
It was morning in Manhattan, and Max Ridley was an incorrigible tease. The lithe, almost-eighteen brunette bit her full(but not puffy), M-shaped lips and smiled naughtily as she looked at the reflection of her nude figure in the mirror. With the exception of a few stretch marks around her thighs from her growth spurt a few years ago, her light, but not pale...
Cherry kissed and gave Jeffrey a hug, "Let me know how your fitting goes with the tailor today. He has some lovely ideas for you." She gave a pat to his firm bottom and watched it as he turned and walked to the door. Cherry insisted her husband get fitted for a new wardrobe. They were newlyweds and absurdly in love. Cherry is a business woman and dresses at...
Hi. This is my first attempt at writing, other then business plans. I hope you find this interesting and stimulating. All characters are solely figments of my imagination and not intended to depict anyone in particular. I'd appreciate your feedback on this my first attempt. * * * * * All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, thought Chuck as he put stock...
In the story, "I Married a Blow Job Queen", I reluctantly told the tale about my wife, Nancy Jean, and her proclivity to sample an assortment of cocks. I learned that she was very orally active in her younger days, and those trait, unbeknownst to be, continued outside the matrimonial bedroom. Please take the time to read that tale before reading this follow-...
(Feel free to read the earlier installments of this series). It's bad enough when you find out your wife was named "Blow Job Queen of Ridley High" by her fellow students but worse yet when you find out that after marrying her she continued to use her oral talents on other guys. Heck, I had no knowledge of her oral addiction until years after we had tied t...
You know that girl that you flirt with relentlessly over the course of years? The one you'd dump your current girlfriend for a chance to date? For me, that girl was Daisy Montes. Daisy and I met somewhere in grade school and kept crossing paths over the years. We became friends, then close friends, then fuzzed the edges of friendship a bit with massages and...
Tom couldn't believe what he was seeing. Both girls were on the bed. His daughter's tits were hanging out, one nipple thrusting out proudly, the other in her friend's mouth. Shawna was bent over at the waist, her legs folded underneath her, giving him a good look at her ass. Even VR porn wasn't this good. "Girls?" he said softly. Shawna sat up immediately,...
George watched as the new office intern swanned past his glass office doors. Her tits bounced as she wiggled past in her heels and tiny black skirt. The intern was called Daisy and had started working in the office last week. Her tight, provocative outfits hadn't gone unnoticed in the short time she'd spent here either, as George had received several complai...
Monday, March 16, 2015 Jeremy Holcomb's trembling index finger finally managed to push the doorbell button. Sweat was pouring down his brow. He didn't know why these first meetings made him so nervous. It wasn't the homecoming queen he was calling on, just another run-of-the-mill dying old lady. Also, he still wasn't used to these solo calls. He usually le...