Strawberry – A Shanghai Girl in America Ch. 04 Strawberry Under the Mistletoe – Part I – I'll Keep You Warm by Chloe Tzang © 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights so reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the so express written permission of the author except for the use of so brief quotations i...
As I stood there nude... posing for for her... I tried to think of a way to get a glimpse of those big black titties again (see Amy Repays Bob story)the doorbell rang. "Quick Bob go into the other room and hide." I jumped off the little podium she set up and fell scrambling away with my ball and dick flopping against my legs. Anita answered the door and...
Ruth arrived home from work that Friday, the ninth, at 6:35 and after checking her three messages—mother, office, mother—she grabbed a cold Yuengling and spread her mail out on the kitchen counter and started sifting through it. It had been a long miserable day at the end of a long miserable week. Michael left for the conference on Monday and was supposed...
Patrick Saint Augustin is the name. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I work as a Security Guard during the summertime and study at the University of Toronto during the school year. I was born in the city of Brockton, in the state of Massachusetts, and moved to the Confederation of Canad...
by Philip Johnson Chapter One Her phone rang and when it's picked up I say, "Hi Jennie, it's Alex. "Alex, how are you?" "Almost as good as I'm likely to get. I called to see if you would like to spend the afternoon with me and since its July and hotter than hell, I thought we could rent a pontoon boat, have a picnic and maybe take a swim in the lake?"...
A tale suggested in Lit. C by a fellow author in the UK who PM'd me and suggested the idea in which I have reversed one of the genders. ***** Wicksteed's Christmas at Home. "Don't do that lads, she'll be upset," cautioned Moira with a resigned, roll eyed sigh, from the dingy kitchen, preparing a Christmas free range chicken provided free by a local charit...
If I could blame anyone for this nightmare of a holiday, it would be Jennifer Hale and my grandma. Now, you may wonder why an acclaimed voice actress would take time out of her Christmas schedule to ensure that my holiday was spent getting thoroughly fucked. Well, that's just the thing. She didn't. For those of you who have never played the seminal classic...
The cabin was much as Grandpa had described it, on a peaceful lake, surrounded by woods, and with Adirondack furniture on the porch. What he didn't describe very well was the interior, which contained two well-worn cots with stained sheets, a wobbly table with four rusty folding chairs around it, and a kitchen that included, amongst other things, an old man...
Philip Johnson Chapter One Her phone rang and when it's picked up I say, "Hi Jennie, it's Alex. "Alex, how are you?" "Almost as good as I'm likely to get. I called to see if you would like to spend the afternoon with me and since its July and hotter than hell, I thought we could rent a pontoon boat, have a picnic and maybe take a swim in the lake?" "...
“Look Mummy, he’s got something dripping down his legs.” This from the other voluptuous woman. “I do believe it’s sex juice. I’ll just check.” So saying, she knelt on the floor and licked up the moisture seeping down my thigh from my cock - some from the inside, some from the outside. Molly’s. My cock started to unfurl at the touch of her tongue sensuously...