[More vanilla than most of my stories. A bit of a weakness of mine is posh people, especially women, talking dirty in a refined way. This is a bit of a Lady Chatterley's Lover rip-off that allows me to scratch that particular itch. Many thanks to rahatingt at Blue Moon for working on this with me.] ***** It all began because Lady Constance De Coverlet had...
Several days later, Sherry was in her home office again looking at gloryhole movies she downloaded from a new website she found. She had become obsessed with sucking anonymous cocks at the hole. She had visited the adult arcade across town several times now and had become a regular cockhound familiar to the female owner and many of her customers. The owner h...
Last night had been amazing, thought Erica as she drove her black BMW towards home, and her waiting husband. She was only supposed to have been Devon's till midnight, but he had taken her four more times after their first liaison in the hotel elevator, and it was almost 11:00 am when they finally awoke from the sexual stupor caused by the evening's events. E...
For the next two months, Devon and Ms. Johnson were having sex on the regular. Devon never thought these days would come. He was a self-confessed ass man, and couldn't resist Ms. Johnson's sexual prowess. He usually fucked her in the doggy-style position, just to see her big, jello-like ass bounce and slap off of him. Devon kept to his word and moved in his...
Sliding my long and thick, uncircumcised black dick into the widening asshole of a chubby, dark-skinned black woman, a strange thought enters my consciousness. The only time today's black women seem to notice black men is when those same black men are seen in the company of white women. When a black man is by himself, he's of no interest and no worth to the...
A story suggested by a young man and an older woman in a coffee shop some time ago. No, the woman isn't me. * I didn't think that that kind of approach was possible in a woman that wasn't drunk. I worked in one of those chain coffee places at the weekend working my way from washer upper to senior washer upper, but as it was half term I had been offered w...
(This story is derived from "Albert's Letters", a fantastic story by "Softly" about a woman on an exclusive chartered cruise filled with horny women and hugely endowed men. This story has enthralled me and I have masturbated profusely to this story while reading it. I asked the author's permission to "join" this pleasure cruise, and "Softly" has been graciou...
It turns out that when you die, you really do go to heaven. I didn’t turn into a ghost and get guided to the pearly gates, though. Nah. Instead I woke up on the floor, which was very hard and definitely not a nice fluffy cloud. It also wasn’t all bright and shiny. I think it was an apartment Don’t get me wrong, it was a pretty nice apartment. Spacious, full...
Letter from the author: As is the case in all the stories in this series, there is a lot of female domination, humiliation and even some bi-sexual acts by the male character. If this is not what turns you on, please move on. I never understand those of you who read these types of stories and then bash them for being what they are. Some people enjoy these typ...
My name is Lars Bach. I'm forty-six years old and for the past two months I been fuckin the gal of my dreams. I had to wait twenty years for that pussy but it was worth the wait. I've been working on cruise ships in the Caribbean and Mediterranean since I finished college and I'm second in command of a really nice ship on the Seabourn line. I cruise for thre...