*** This story is a work of fiction. It is in no way endorsed by or associated with the celebrities mentioned. *** All my life I've never had a problem with women because of being very well endowed. With me being 16 inches long and 8 inches around no girl could ever say no and I usually had a crowd of them around me whenever I broke up with a girlfriend. Th...
The night was hot and the air rather oppressive... she was as restless as a cat on the prowl and her body felt as if it were on fire. She needed to get some air walk on the beach, cool her thoughts as well as her body... Picking up her beach towel and putting her dainty sandals on her feet she perused her body in the mirror and thought that she looked flushe...
Trini, an art model, was often nude. Totally nude, as the lustful eyes of young artists gazed upon her firm, supple form with thinly veiled hunger. Yes, Trini was tall and tan, young and lovely, though not from Ipanema. And yet today, Trini was not nude. At least not yet. Trini knew that silky, skimpy lingerie teased not only the viewer, but also the wearer....
Scott turned to the bed, walking with his treasure still caught in his arms. They kissed and shared breath, their hearts beating together. Desi wrapped her legs around his waist, and he felt the dampness of her panties against his flesh. His cock was rigid in his straining shorts, his desire making a wet area on the fabric. Tonight was a night for lovers, a...
*All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age or older* **A/N: If this is still a popular storyline, please let me know, I have always enjoyed the characters but there is no need to post more if they aren't enjoyed, feedback as always is appreciated** The Jacuzzi tub wasn't quite big enough to hold all four of them, but the girls found that...
I left the club early. No luck tonight in getting my ass laid. Where were all those hot young studs with their big swinging penises and cum-filled balls when you need them? I had dressed in my sluttiest gear. 6 inch 'fuck me' heels, fishnet stockings and a tight little leather dress. Heavy makeup. Long, thick false lashes to flutter at the boys. Long, sexy,...
What a week! We were both so tired of the week we had to get out and let off a little steam. So, I decided we should go out for a while, and since it was so warm out, we should take the motorcycle. I had been buying you all sorts of little sexy outfits I liked to see you in. Things that the bitch of an ex-wife I had would never wear, but you were more than...
Geneva smiled, looking at Kearney, who was snuffling in the corner. She knew how much he hated standing in the corner. Recently, she'd taken him to a BDSM party at the Scourge Society... Kearney had actually been involved with the Scourge Society even before Geneva, and was so excited about seeing his friends, and watching the gorgeous young girls get whipp...
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This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material and descriptions of explicit sex. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters contained within are fragments from the depths of my Apperceptive Mass and have no basis in fact. * * * * * I woke up about 7 am , made my usual morning pit stop, and put on a pot of coffee. Fired...