My marriage is over. I knew what I did was wrong and I did it anyway. I could have said no, but I didn't. I learned later that there were external forces at play, but that doesn't change the fact that I could have avoided it all if I had but chosen to do so. My big crime? I let my dick make a decision for me. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ E...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) ( o )( o ) Ellie was in her happy place. Under Morgan and hanging on for dear life with both arms and legs while he pounded away, driving his incredible dick as deep into her pussy as he could! She had alre...
It is well over a quarter of a century now since first got to know Frank. He and his wife Jenny were very kind to us when we moved in next door with a young family, and Jenny would often babysit for us if we wanted to go out for the evening. Sadly, Jenny died five years ago after a long illness just ten months before Frank's seventy fifth birthday; however,...
Ellie nervously checked her blond hair and makeup in the mirror and glanced down at her royal blue low-cut dress that showcased her best assets. She looked better than she ever had and hoped tonight would be as memorable as she needed it to be. Her husband Tom walked in the bedroom and paused to take her in. "I really wish you would tell me where we are goi...
Ellie Main is sitting at her desk trying her best to control her emotions. Her face was red hot and her heart was beating faster than should be humanly possible. She could feel her own nipples poking into her bra, trying to tear through her shirt like razors. Her pussy was dripping at this point, and every subtle shift in her seat caused her pants to rub aga...
Monday, Eleanor awoke early – the sky in the East had barely begun to lighten. Remaining under the covers, she stretched, deliberately lengthening from fingertips to toes. Physically, she was exhausted, but her mind raced with visions of what the day – especially her commute home – might hold. Memories of her subway ride the previous Friday evening flooded...
The old Victorian home lent itself well to the festivities at hand. It was ornate but run-down, with enough cobwebs that the addition of the store-bought, cotton webbing seemed not only redundant, but silly. At least the inhabitants of the home were artful enough to avoid decorating with cardboard cutouts of smiling pumpkins, opting for black velvet hangings...
Ellie dressed excitedly. Mistress Joules never held parties and to be invited; her heart fluttered. Mistress had asked her to arrive early, to help her with the decorations. The though of doing some work filled her with dread so she focused on the fun parts. She wondered who would be there, what the food would be like, thoughts that Mistress might collar her...
Do not read this if you are less than 18 years old. Feedback appreciated. Ellie is 5’7”,a drop dead gorgeous brunette with bright blue eyes. Her curves are perfect, long legs, great ass and I adore the breasts that she sometimes thinks are too small at 34B. She’s 32 years old, in her prime, wild at times, always passionate. She has a fabulous dress sense,...
Ellie and I were a pretty typical Midwestern couple. I ran a tractor supply store, and kept up our little ranch on the edge of town. She worked part time at the library, more for something to do than for the money, and volunteered at our church. I had heard the guys in my college bragging about how they were going to move to the city, find some lingerie mode...