DISCLAIMER: This is a work of erotic fiction, the themes of which include interracial sex, cuckolding, and humiliation. If any of these themes are not to your taste, feel free to stop reading at this point. Part 1 -- Karen Spreads Karen felt the heat overwhelm her as she lay back on the bed. A round drop of sweat rolled down her upper lip. Her forehead gl...
A special thanks to fire_breeze for her editing skills. Thank you to him for being my inspiration. I would appreciate it if you would vote and, if you're so inclined, comment on the story. * I wake up feeling safe and loved. I turn my head and see you lying next to me, your arm around me, holding me, protecting me. I snuggle into you, enjoying the secu...
Gavin walked into the room and looked around, it was silent. He looked to his watch and wondered if the girls had gone out for drinks after dinner. Walking into the bedroom he found them, each in the submissive pose at the corner of the bed. "I've died and gone to heaven," Gavin smiled loosening his tie. "Welcome," they said in unison. "St. Peter is busy...
Bridget and I were waking Heather up licking her pussy. I got in between her legs first and had given her the gentlest, slowest orgasm to start her morning. We had switched between us several times and now Bridget was now taking her turn and going like an elephant after a peanut pushing Heather though a hyper sensitive orgasm. "Ok! Ok! I am awake you two."...
Business had taken me to Atlanta and I was staying at the Peachtree Plaza Hotel, my business meetings were held a couple of blocks away and had finished by 5:30 PM. I had walked the 2 blocks to the hotel and run into the usual group of business people going to their cars for the trip home or headed toward the nearest MARTA station to get the train that went...
One of Roscoe’s men let us in when we got to Jennifer’s place, a large, three-story brick home located about two blocks from my house, on the same street, but in a totally different world financially. “Where’s Mrs. Wilkins?” Roscoe asked his operative. “She’s in the den, working on something,” the man, a blocky, balding ex-cop from New York, replied. “Got...
So Much Semen *** Eric *** "Year?" I asked hesitatingly. "Oh, yes, enlarging Pat and Brian didn't happen overnight. That first quarter inch on Brian was easy, the rate of growth slowed down after that. I think we mostly stretched the ligaments in his penis out over those first weeks, letting more of his internal penis hang on the outside. His actual growt...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) Tuesday: The next day at school is weird. Allison doesn't act like anything is different but every time I look at her I remember her Mom sucking on my dick, pleading for more and more. I get through the day and, as usual, Allison and I walk...
Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond The judge couldn't contain herself any longer. As she watched Brad and Wendy fucking like crazed, horny animals on the prosecutor's table top, Judge McCracken raised the hem of her judicial robe, answering the age-old question about what judges wear underneath. At least in her case, the answer was "nothi...
Pastor Sarah's Final Chapter When we left off in Chapter 17, Pastor Sarah had been picked up in a limousine by Dennis Sweeney to discuss some last minute arrangements for the picnic to raise funds for the home for abused women and children. Pastor Sarah had conducted a double wedding for the car dealer, who had forced the females in his agencies to satisf...