I woke up to the feeling of Sally removing my underwear. I tried to move but soon realized my hands were tied to the bedposts. Everything was dark. I had been blindfolded. Not long after lifting my hips for her to completely remove the boxers did I feel her warm, wet mouth on my morning wood. Her hands were on either of my thighs, caressing slowly but inte...
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I look pretty good in a wedding dress. Not that I'm ever getting married, I mean, marriage is for ugly, and/or boring people, like my older sister. It's the only way they can have sex on a regular basis. But this is a costume for my next professional shoot. Since my video with Ron came out, I've been very busy. I got promoted to the Happy Hour shift at the c...
The Ulleann Pipes are real and the music that comes from these simple reeds and covered or uncovered finger-holes is haunting. Some of the pieces still claw at my soul. Here are YouTube titles, for those that want to hear such music for yourselves: Davy Spillane - Caoineadh Cu Chulainn Uilleann Pipes.flv I am asleep (Air) & The Clumsy Lover (Reel) Uilleann...
Author's Note: Hey, this is aurelian. This is my first smut story so any feedback or criticism is welcome. Even non constructive feedback is okay. I just hope you guys like it and want more in the future. ***** Alexis walked towards the campus library with her phone in her hand, listening to music like always. Even though she liked her multiple playlists,...
I had finally returned to my office after a long weekend of hard work setting up my wife's love nest. She was so excited it was hard not to be pleased with the progress we'd made. Now that I was her willing cuckold, ready to help her seduce other men and record the event, ready to taste their come on her body and deep in her cunt, we had moved onto a new sta...
Her arthritic aged hands reach feebly toward the pink box. “Thank you hun, you’re such a sweetheart,“ Grandma Wendy says. “Welcome Gammie,“ Lisa replies as she twiddles her fingers in preparation to tear into a gift of her own. My wife stands there focused as a hawk with camera in hand. She waits for the perfect Kodak moment to pop up. I am not here right...
I had seen him several times at the coffee shop, but hadn't really thought about what could...and did...happen. He was slight...short, probably around 5'4, skinny, but with a really round butt, it really filled out his slacks. Smooth, complexion, a good looking black man, but with lightly feminine features. Cute, but I didn't pay much attention. I was in...
That night, back in the cottage, Liana let the hot water ease away the day's aches and pains. Although she was tired from walking, that wasn't anything unusual; the deep burning between her legs and up into her body, that was a different matter. She knew it wasn't good for her, after the first time she'd tentatively agreed to let Kurn take her, she had suffe...
Thank you for choosing to read Last Men Standing (LMS), the third chronological story in The Holden Chronicles (HC). Last Men Standing is about a man's understanding of a curse that has been recognized as a blessing in all the generations of the family. This story chronicles his experiences in trying to change his life ultimately. This is the first chapter w...