My name is Jessica and I am a happily married mother of three. I used to work as a cosmetologist but have been fortunate enough to stay at home and take care of my kids since early on in our marriage. You could say I married well, not because my husband is a doctor but because he exudes love in all he does and still gives me lascivious looks on a daily basis...
You know, I never believed all those stories that started with "I never believed all those stories until..." Well I never believed all those stories until this one happened to me. My name's Mark and I run my own removal truck. I've got a younger bloke working with me, and Jason thinks he's pretty hot stuff as far as the ladies go. He's always struttin' arou...
I arrived at the penthouse on time. The entire floor was ours. The hotel was beautiful, and the staff was very familiar with Grant; they understood to respect his privacy. As I walked down the hallway, I felt sexy. I felt powerful. I wore a black jacket that tied at the waist and I had on nothing underneath except the outfit from the box, and I wore a pair o...
Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I g...
This is a story which I wrote some time ago and have posted elsewhere online. If you've already come across it, I crave your indulgence. However if you've not come across it before, I hope very much that you'll enjoy it. Please be aware though that if you don't like stories involving adult toilet desperation/accidents this won't be for you. * A thin wh...
Trevor Whitaker Joseph is the name and adventure is the nature of my game. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I stand six feet two inches tall and weigh two hundred and fifty four pounds. Yeah, I am a big guy. I was born and raised in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. In the good old U.S. of A. Recently I move...
XVII It wasn't often that Emma ever went out shopping. Normally she ordered her groceries or whatever by television: selecting items displayed on the screen and getting her account automatically debited. But it wasn't always possible to get everything you wanted that way, and so, despite her reluctance to wear any kind of clothing, she set off during her lu...
Chapter 1: "The Desperate Ex-Boyfriend" Eighteen-year-old teenage sexpot and head cheerleader Kitty Summers laid in her bed watching interracial porn on her laptop. Ironically, her parents, Jenny and Harold Summers, didn't let Kitty sleep with her phone in the room because they didn't want her chatting with boys late at night and possibly getting into "sext...
This happened with my former roommate and her boyfriend. We will call her Joan and he will be Kris. The arrangement we had was simple. Since Kris lived a good distance away they agreed that it was more than okay for me to take care of her needs whenever it was possible. She had a penchant for anal and I loved to help her scratch that itch. Kris was a nice en...
I arrive home from work a couple of hours before the kids get out of school, having gone in to work at 5 am. I call out to you to let you know I'm home. I hear your voice from upstairs telling me I have mail on the dining room table. I go into the dining room and start looking through the mail. Mostly bills and a few mail order catalogs, but also a package....