My name is Damika Jenna Brown but everybody calls me Sweets. I stand six feet five inches tall and weigh three hundred and seventy five pounds. In this life, I love two things, rough sex and contact sports. In that order. Back in the day, I was quite the athlete. I played football for Brockton Community High School and Bridgewater State College. And I slep...
"Oh, fuck!" Elene gasped. She had just made a left turn on the castle wall but had miscalculated the jump point. She landed in a ditch. Ok. Not her really, but her character, Scarlett Fox. She was playing Temple Run on Dr Patrick's computer on his office desk. Behind his desk on the left is a 7 Ft high book shelve. A three-levels letter tray is on the far...
Christina Hale was an oversexed 22-year old woman: long black hair with blue highlights, blue eyes, tight pink tank top, white jeans, black shoes. She had a very casual and uninhibited attitude towards sex that was borderline "nympho", and a severe disrespect for authority. To her, her mother could be such a bitch. They frequently argued about a great many t...
This is the story where my wife Leah and I agreed to wife swap with an African-American couple, Clarence and Octavia. Now Octavia had two boys and was reluctant to participate in an orgy in the same place as her boys. Her mother who babysat while Octavia was at work was only willing to babysit once a month for social occasions. Thus we decided to indulge in...
The can of whipped cream hisses. I push the nozzle a little harder, shoving the plastic tip deeper into Natalie's asshole. She whimpers and wiggles her ass, letting those fat cheeks jiggle. She's so fucking full—her butthole, her belly, pumped so so full of whipped cream. Her stomach gurgles, a deep and long sound. "Fuck—Ty—oh my God, Tyler, I'm gonna fart,...
Laura pressed on the sides of her nostrils, hoping, like playdoh, her large peanut shaped nostrils would reform into normal circular or at least bean shaped ones. But it was no such luck as it popped right back into place. She always felt like a hog because of her giant nostrils, the only saving grace was her big, dark rimmed glasses; it made her look like s...
A couple days have gone by since I witnessed Olivia utterly humiliate that guy. I tried to forget what I saw, but the whole scene kept replaying in my mind. I felt compelled to let Kirstin know, but how in the hell would I explain that? In an effort to save face, I kept it my secret. This was no easy feat, however. I especially remember one night Kirstin snu...
**This is part three, and day three, to the Inheritance problem story. While you don't have to read it all, I'd say you should just to get an idea of the characters. But its about three sisters stuck in a cabin with no toilet facilities for a whole month, and all three with hardcore filth kinks. Given that rough description of the last two chapters, as you...
(((Note: All Characters in the following story are based on real people in my life, however it is not a true story. All the character's names are changed. All of the following characters are over 18. This story is about humiliation and a person with a Napoleon Complex, so to speak. If sph isn't your thing, move on.))) * It's been a few months since I lost...
Jamal Browne smiled to himself as he laid Kirsten Dwyer on her back, raised her slender alabaster legs in the air and popped his ten-inch Black cock right back into her asshole. The slim, blonde-haired housewife's lovely blue eyes popped as Jamal resumed fucking her in the ass. Time for this White slut to realize what she's been missing, Jamal thought to him...