About ten Christmases ago, Lemar McCants had been shopping for gifts with his early tween daughter. On the list was his wife, his parents, and one of the middle school aged girl's classmates. He remembered the conversation. "Dad," Maryam beamed as she selected what appeared to be a tiny white rag doll with pink hair and a pink cat in the same box. "This is...
He would have been gritting his teeth but her tongue was deep in his mouth. He desperately wanted to hold on... to enjoy the soft wet depths of her cunt... but she was too good for him. She was in control and she showed no mercy. He knew she wanted his cum and she was riding him to finish him off. There would be no pauses for him to regain control. There w...
January, 2020. x Sophie Helen Rhys-Jones, Countess of Wessex, at the age 50 had rivalled Kate Middleton as one of the most glamorous members of the Royal Family. She had now been married to Prince Edward, youngest of the Queen's children, for twenty one years and was looking ever more youthful. Blessed with a radiant smile and dimpled cheeks she showed a...
This is a multi-part story and to avoid getting beaten up by the category police it will span several categories as we go along, Part one is about the first time Sylvia and Baxter make love. Part two takes us through their romance and continued love and respect for one another but it has a tragic ending. ***** We enjoyed the rest of our night at the hotel...
**Author's note: All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen. This story contains scenes of incest or incest content (Kind of but kind of not, as the person gets transported to another world so the people in it aren't really related to him.)** *** A dribble of jizz run down his chin, forming a small droplet that fell down to the ground. Antho...
** You will get more from this if you've read the preceding parts, I imagine...** *** The two pretty bimbos ahead of her, giggling to each other, flashing their eyes at her, knowing, grinning, teasingly jerking the chain that is snugging itself ever more intimately, ever more outrageously, into the folds of her sex, emphasise that this is not a secret sham...
Short Story 3 -- The Honey Trap You can call me Karina. But that is not my real name. And though I wouldn't blame you for thinking it, I am not a prostitute. First, what is real: I am beautiful. I have jet black hair. Or, in the sun, a striking violet. It falls to my shoulders in dramatic curls when I let it. My eyes are dark green. They can appear insid...
The leather tongue of the riding crop came down on my proudly erect left nipple, forcing me to cry out. My feet scrambled for purchase on the floor as my whole body reacted to the slap on my tit, but I was too high off the ground. The handcuffs cut into my wrists until I could still myself enough to get my toes back on the cool cement. I hung there, my arms...
Feeling the seam of her pants rub her clit and labia as she sat began to excite her. It had been months since she had had sex and she wanted to feel a man inside her again. All the toys in the planet could not pleasure and bring her to climax the way a real penis could. Toys were fun and she had a few but what she really craved was the real thing. She figure...
"What is my most embarrassing experience?" Justine repeated in a puzzled tone. Justine and three of her friends were sitting around the breakfast nook in Kathy's kitchen for their weekly get together. They had been discussing their childhoods and out of the blue Sara, the newest member of the group, has posed the question to Justine. "Did Kathy put you up...