The door swung open almost immediately, and an attractive half-naked guy ushered me in. He was definitely younger than me, with a barely out of high school look about him. He shut the door behind me as I stepped into an empty foyer, which seemed to double as a coat room. I started undoing the buttons on my coat, as the young man walked over to a podium and p...
I had just bought a new car with my trust fund money. A BMW to be exact, a black 650i convertible coupe, to be even more to the point. I had it for about a week or so and we had some hideous rain and mudslides in my town. And driving it around, my car had gotten dirty and nasty and muddy. I really needed to get it washed, but I refused to go to an automatic...
I'm didn't take the time out to describe myself. I often skip over my features. They are both a gift and a curse. Young girl, very timid, secretive and shy. Early masturbator, enjoyer of porn and as my youth went about, and more and more aggressive, into my teen years. At that same time I found boys to be boring as hell, and always needing to be led. I had a...
Tiffany was close to orgasm as she hopped up and down on my lap. I was reaching around fondling her bouncing tits. We were sitting on the couch and I was leaning back with Tiffany bouncing up and down on my cock with her back turned to me. “Oh god!” She kept repeating. She was close to her third orgasm and I was desperately trying to hold on for her. Her p...
Sloane could feel herself slipping away. Since the night that Jack had made her lick Cupcake's ass, she was spending more and more time at his house. She saw the look on the blond woman's face when Jack beat or fucked her and longed to feel the same way. She'd had glimpses of it when Jack spanked her or fucked her face, but couldn't help but dream about goin...
I nearly didn't spot it. It was tucked away in the corner of the square, not even a table or two outside to tell the world it was there. That was what drew me to it. The tourist in me would have called it quaint or charming, but what it said to the rest of me was Authentic. Not a great tourist trap like the Gerbeaud cafe, full of people spending more money t...
Part one-Harriet's Troubles. Harriet Kono sat twisting the ends of her long black hair, an automatic reflex brought on by stress. Her grandmother told her millions of times that twisting her hair made her look nervous and twitchy. "Good paying companies don't hire nervous girls that twist their hair," Harriet said aloud in a stern mocking voice in imitati...
Disclaimer: This is a story in which a fictional character cheats on his wife. If you find this sort of thing offensive, I recommend not reading any further. You have been warned, so please don't send me feedback or post comments telling me how wrong it is for men to cheat. This is fiction. Although Leylin is based on a real person, to the author's knowledge...
The other day, I was walking around when I saw a couple of large black bitches at the mall. The first one was short and round, with a thick body, large breasts and an even bigger ass. The second one was tall and huge, with a chunky body, huge breasts and a titanic butt. Both of them weren't exactly most people's ideal of beauty. But they looked good to me. D...
James realized it was going to be a long week. He had decided to spy on Katy for each of the 5 overnight shifts he was scheduled to work. This meant calling in to work and telling his boss that he had a back injury—it had to be believable if he was going to stay out of work for an entire week. "Really, I ought to confront her right now," thought James, "I g...