THE LESBIAN DEPRAVITY OF KAREN WALKER joli camarillo, patty parker, & lila luscious CELEBRITY, LESBIAN, INTERRACIAL, STRAPON, ANAL, BIG BREASTS, BIG ASS, SLUTTY, *ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER* *CELEBRITY PARODY. NONE OF THESE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS ARE THE PROPERTY OF THE AUTHORS, NOR DO WE OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE TV SHOW 'WILL & GRACE' ***...
My warm, wet mouth was doing its job. His fingers reached down to stroke my hair. Then my Master moved his fingers to his clit so that he could tease me. I moaned and came up off his cock. "Master, do you want me to lose my concentration?" He stopped and I went back to his cock. Trying to devour it, I took the entire dick into my mouth and gagged myself. I...
The next morning Missy waltzed back into the store with her store uniform on and a mischievous grin. The fabric clinged to her full figured body accentuating every curve and bounce as she walked. I curiously asked, "why the shit eating grin, Missy?" She eagerly replied, "well my husband was so horny last night that he also had his way with me." She paused...
***Hope you all enjoy the read, there will be a part two. Would love to hear your feedback, where you'd like the story to go and anything else you can think of*** ***** The trek through the dense undergrowth was pain staking. Sweat had collected on my brow, staining my shirt. The two guys up ahead of me viscously wacked at the undergrowth, trying desperate...
The fuck...?! An incredibly infuriating shrill noise pierces through one of the most peaceful sleeps I had ever obtained, and reflexively I slam my hand down on the alarm. But when the sound persists and my thinking process starts humming to work I realize that it's not the alarm but actually my phone's ringtone. With an irritated groan, I blindly search...
She rested her cheek on my collarbone, nuzzling the tendons in my neck with her mouth, one arm draped over my shoulder, the other flat against my chest. Her perfect breasts rising ever so slightly with each breath. I flexed my hard-on against her thighs, but left my hands on her ankles, I had a feeling that any release for me would have to be on her terms. S...
It had happened late in the eighteenth century, in England, at an unexpectedly debauched bacchanale held at the behest of the Prince Regent. I was a poor younger cousin down from Scotland, almost on the shelf at nineteen, but pretty enough to catch the regent's eye, so pretty enough to be asked. After Scotland's restrictions, London was something to get drun...
Summer 2012: Beating the Heat in DC It's early July in DC--and already unseasonably hot and sticky in the nation's capital. The heat wave is unbearable with temperature in triple digits and everyone is seeking relief, even at night. My name is Han-Na, a Korean-American working in DC for a multinational company based in Seoul. I'm in my mid-20s, 5'8" tall, a...
About once a week, usually on a Tuesday, I have breakfast at a local restaurant. I guess I'm considered a regular. The other early morning diners keep to themselves for the most part save for a cursory nod and he was perhaps the least likely of them to strike up a friendship with me. We had said good morning a few times but never more than that. It was dur...
This is a work of fiction. It can be read without the other parts, but combined tells a story, albeit with a few holes. I hope you enjoy my work, if not I understand. It's not for everyone, perhaps you'll enjoy one of my other stories. * "What should we have her do?" Margo asked, speaking to Janine. Margo held the phone to her chest whoever she was talking...