Some of you may already have read my husbands story "My wife and the old Arab!" That story is half true and half fiction. Here is the real story! I have "Ali's permission to display our e-mails, Ali is not his real name, but the name he use on the net.. Part 1. 28-09-2000 I turned on our computer and connected it to the net, a moment later a little not...
"Ugggh... ugly asshole." Jenn said aloud as she came over to the aisle I was on. My wife Jenn(35) is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. At 5'5" she can make every head in a room turn. She has long brunette hair nice, perky c-cup breast(almost d) and a round tight ass not too big but not flat. She even has the most beautiful face you can only imagine...
My summer was off to a great start. I had just landed a new job in the computer field in an up and coming company. My prospects had never looks so good. I would be going to Germany in the next few months to live, perhaps for the several years. I hadn’t really spoken any German for a couple of years, not since I had been there in the Air Force, so my compreh...
I squeezed Tara's large D cup tits around my cock and started sliding it up and down between her soft, slippery melons. I loved titty fucking my girlfriend Tara. She had nice, large D cups, with big red nipples and medium sized areolas. All attached to a perfectly slim, hourglass figured. I rode my girlfriend's chest like no tomorrow. My big balls dragged...
Marcy had auditioned to dance at the Brass Pole a few months after the amputation of her left leg, and Candice had agreed she could have a month to show she could find an audience. After practicing and trying to develop new routines she realized it just wasn't possible to be as erotic and fluid as before the amputation. "Candice, I'm sorry," Marcy said. "I...
Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. It took six years but I finally finish the last chapter of The Shoot. Hope everyone enjoys. And if you're not familiar with the models I mention in the story, please Google them. You'll get a better understanding on how large Charlene's breasts are. ***** "Welcome to DAMSEL, my fashion magazine," announced the...
As Conrad approached her desk, Debbie prepared herself to get pissed off. She hated Conrad, absolutely hated him. He was an arrogant prick, and he was fairly high up in the company's food chain. Debbie always made an effort to give Conrad a hard time whenever she could. "Good morning Conrad, forget how to turn on your PC while you were gone?" She asked with...
I'm walking through the crowded hotel lobby looking like a slutty school girl hooker, everyone's eyes are on me, and I'm being led by Jeff who is slightly in front of me holding my hand. We head to the elevator and step in just the two of us. I'm a little relieved yet now I start to get nervous of what is to come. On the way up the elevator to the penthouse...
Racquel Darrian's Ultimate Fantasy III 1999: Racquel has been waiting at a street-corner off of Sunset Boulevard for almost half an hour. Pervs have been driving by slowly, eyeing her as a street-hooker -- it is 9pm after all. Her pussy has been getting wet thinking about the quick money should could shake off the street when her limo finally pulls up. Ra...
Later Sunday Evening Meanwhile back at Beth's, Jake had just finished cleaning the BBQ. He found it exhilarating to be naked, without worrying about being embarrassed by hiding a secret. His rampant cock had shrunk with the effort of the cleaning work and weight lifted off his conscience. With a final wipe of the grille and the closing of the top he heard...