My pussy was soaked when I woke up on a Saturday morning this past summer. I was just an instinct away to go out and look for some strange cock to fuck me, just the way the two men that had picked me up at a club the night before, fucking my brains out as they both filled my ass, mouth and cunt for three hours before they left. I would have gone online or on...
A Nights Tale had the most comments and e-mails of any story I have written even though it had the least readers. So for those that enjoyed it I offer part 2. Dom Woolf * She walks through the hot summer night, her body glistening where flesh is exposed. She stalks her prey, keeping to the shadows in areas where they are most likely to be until she spots...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: No character in this story is under the legal age of consent. They are all 21 years of age or older. No sex act in this story takes place other than between two CONSENTING adults. No character in this story does anything against their will or is seriously hurt, permanently physically harmed, abused without prior consent, maimed or killed. Ever...
It is the second afternoon of their vacation threesome. Kris and Jim are naked in bed, playing with each other as Cesar, also naked, smokes and watches. Jim licks the shaved mound then moves up, his tongue leaving a wet trail across her belly. He bites softly Kris' nipples as his hand presses against her mound, his fingers caressing her clit. Kris moans and...
Chapter 3 Evening and Conclusion Ten-thirty found me in evening slacks and crisp shirt at the door of Room 43 in the Plaza Hotel. Jim was in the bar – I had seen him and he had seen me. He had not acknowledged me. Down in the bar he would be imagining what I was doing to his mistress. I could not see him buying me a drink afterwards. I knocked and the door...
"Why are your clothes still on?" demanded Megan as she smacked her bitch across the face. "I'm sorry Mistress..." bitch replied before being sharply smacked again. "I did not give you permission to speak bitch!" replied Megan. "Besides, a Mistress does not have a cock like this one! Does she slut?" "No Mistr..err Master?" replied the bitch, starring at t...
I walked into the room, stood nervously waiting as you fiddled with the video camera. When you have finished you turn to me, compliment me on the way I'm dressed, then you tell me what is expected of me. I'm to be your whore, your slut, your slave, I'm yours to do with as you please for the night. That I should expect to be used fully for your pleasure but...
Sick of getting abuse for my stories, so once again: THIS STORY CONTAINS CUCKOLD THEMES! If you are not into cuckolding or sharing then do not read and most importantly, do not vote or comment. You have been warned. ***** We had been driving around in circles for what felt like hours. Sarah was turning the map around, upside down and inside out trying to w...
It is 1724. Mary Johnson was 24 years old and a still a young maiden. She was on her way to Jamaica to take her first posting from her Church-school as a school teacher. She'd had a very strict Puritanical upbringing and had worked very hard to get where she was. She was extremely proper, decent and well educated. But deep down she had deep and dark desires...
Chapter 1 (how we met) Ella was a gorgeous, petite girl of mixed race with long, black straight hair that always looked amazing and sexy as can be, as she did in all ways. Her Mother was black and her father, now gone, was a white man. Her hair roots showed a bit of the black in her, but as a mulatto she had amazing skin color, gorgeous black, penetrating e...