"Doc, I'm constipated and I've tried everything to overcome this blockage that I've got down below but nothing seems to work, I feel bloated, like my ass is on fire," Suzanne Moreau said with a sigh, as she looked at Dr. Francis Duchene. The tall, broad-shouldered, gorgeously dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome physician nodded with empathy, as was his custom...
XL "I have to see Miss Smith" It was my birthday and I wanted to enjoy it. I had worked very hard the day before, and I felt entitled to reward myself. I was going to have a nice, easy, relaxing day fucking whom I chose when I chose, with no conveyer belt, no rotas, and no surprises. Things never work out as we plan them. I had slept in the main bedroom...
*WARNING – PLEASE READ FIRST This is a story set in the American South during the period of slavery. It is an accurate depiction of the period. As such, racism, racial slurs and racist attitudes are included as key elements of some characters. If you are not comfortable with the topic of slavery, racial supremacy/subordination, or even seeing the "n" word u...
"Marcus, mmm, so good, baby..." Ellie leaned down and whispered in my ear. I felt her erect nipples rubbing against my chest as she bounced her sweet ass on my hard cock. She smelled so good. Her pussy muscles were squeezing the life out of my shaft as she arched her back and pushed herself to sitting on top of me placing her hands on my stomach. Her caramel...
Years ago I knew this classy, pretty, smart, sweet, outgoing doctor. Everybody loved her. I happened to run into an article about her recently, started spinning a yarn around the memory of her, and this story emerged. Little of it, sadly, is true. I don't have any plans for a sequel, but welcome all suggestions. I can always use a good idea. Next up is a...
Assistance and Corruption Michele and Polly made love three times in total that night including a long session of oral sex. They both stripped down to their lingerie and fell asleep in each other's arms. The stimulating feel of satin and nylon rubbing against each other woke them both during the early morning; Michele had a huge erection tenting her satin p...
My heartfelt appreciation goes to DarkEmpress for her editing of this installment of Shane's story. It is my intention to write in three distinct stages of Shane's life. I will not necessarily follow a chronological order in their creation, but will divide them into three clear segments Dissolute: The Vanderbilt Years Chapter 1 Growing up, I always th...
About six months ago, my wife Mary and I had talked about her low libido and her low sex drive. She seemed very inhibited not very active while we fucked. I had mentioned that maybe we needed to see a marriage counselor or a sex therapist. We were in our mid twenties and this was way to young for this to be happening. It was a Wednesday when she came in from...
It was almost Christmas and the house was a strange paradoxical mix of empty and full at the same time for Lucy. There wasn't a single vacancy in the inn that she ran, but for the first time ever she was alone for the holidays. Her sister had wed over the summer. Their father had died a few years ago, and they'd lost their mother the year before that. It was...
My cries had turned to a silent agony, contorting my face as I gripped the sodden pillow. Not only had I lost my unborn child, but I also felt more alone right now than I ever had in my life. The hospital bed was horribly hard, making it impossible to sleep. Every pore of my body seemed to ache. To wail in mourning when my voice no longer could. Yet I took...