This is the start to Marcelo's story. I decided to do something different and add a supernatural element. Also Rain is supposed to represent a woman from the Ohlone tribe central to San Francisco. However, as far as Rain women go there is a rain dance but the legacy has been completely MADE UP by me. Let me know if I should continue!! Read, rate, comment....
Chapter 2 - Back at the Suite This is the follow-up and final chapter to "Wife Makes Friends at Casino Ch. 01." For context, you should read it first. I greatly appreciate the individual efforts of my editors for this story: Angel Love and P_A_Solcrofft. Their grammatical corrections and content/storyline related suggestions are without compare. If you fi...
The air conditioner kept the tractor cab to the same comfort level as my living room in spite of the ninety-five degrees of searing, July heat. I hit the hydraulics to raise the cultivator, made the turn, and lined back up on the next eight rows of soybeans. Another tap on the hydraulic lever caused the gleaming sweeps to bite into the rich, black, Illinois...
Having just hung her skirt on the hook in the changing booth of the clothing store, Carol stood naked save her bikini panties. "Carol?" The voice boomed like the speaker were using a bullhorn. Immediately, a lump formed in Carol's throat. A million thoughts raced through her mind. Who was calling her? Who even knew she was there? What did they want? Then,...
Now, if there was one guy who liked extracurricular activities, it was Henry. He was a first class asshole. He always had the nastiest ideas, which usually involved completely humiliating either me or Becky. Whenever he approached me for a special request, I knew I'd end up with either a sore ass, a cum soaked face, ripped clothes, or any combination thereof...
Note: all characters in this story are 18+. ***** Chapter 2: The Sweetness of Elves When Levinja woke, she couldn't move. The world was enveloped in a strange, orange light. Oh gods, is this death? This endless twilight? No. Stupid. Her eyes were still shut and she was in a bright place, the light filtering through her eyelids. But opening her eyes prov...
The situation was all too familiar. Sat on the sofa, watching TV, my girlfriend, Emma, lay with her legs across my lap. I'd been harbouring the most sordid of fantasies for a number of years now. Oh, it took me a long time to recognise it, almost as long to accept it. To embrace it. The truth of it was plain to me now, however. I would love to see Emma fuck...
"WHY WON'T YOU FUCK ME?!?" "I JUST WANT SOME SLEEP!" "Not again," I grumbled as I rolled over to lie on my back. As I stared at the ceiling, hoping to fall back asleep, I listened to the familiar sounds of my neighbors having their marital issues. It really sucked to be awake at 3 AM on a Thursday, especially when you have to wake up in about 3 hours, but...
The first interracial picture I saw as a teenager was in an adult magazine. It showed a very attractive red headed woman with long hair and alabaster skin sitting on a black man's lap with her back turned towards him. The black man was well built and had his hands firmly on her hips. Her face conveyed to me that she was experiencing great pleasure fucking th...
Author's notes: This story picks up right where the previous chapter leaves off. The story is about a man with a small cock who is repeatedly humiliated by a group of girls who laugh at him and abuse him simply for having a small cock. If you're looking for a dominant man with a big dick who dominates the women he encounters, this isn't the story for you....