Chapter 1 Arthur replaced the last panel on the antique boiler that serviced the huge library building. Struggling to his feet he shuffled around on his misshapen legs cleaning up the mess he had made fixing the wreck of a boiler. He was only twenty five but he moved and looked like a much older man. The genetic lottery had played a cruel trick on Arthur...
The alarm assaults my ears so my hand returns the favor by smacking it. Time to get going. In the shower, I decide to have a quick play with myself and my vibrator. A little bit of me time before I have to get my son ready for school and go to work. Between spending time with my son Max and my job as a lawyer, I didn't have much time for dating, so I take wh...
I wanted to do something really special for my man one day. He had been working so hard at the office, he was due to have someone let him know just how special he really is. Our daughter was away at my parents for the weekend, which was a rarity. Seemed like as good a time as any to start a new tradition: Man Day. Sure, he has his Birthday. And, Father's D...
Author's Note: I was originally going to release Britney 2 before this, but I inadvertently made the same plot points in this that I was going to make in that, so it doesn't really matter which you read first (or the fact that I haven't finished Britney 2 yet). Feel free to check out all of my other submissions. I hope you enjoy the story, and feedback is a...
From the Perverted Mind of Blueberry Don't read and complain to me if you don't like big black cocks and little pussies. Go to another story. * WeiLi spent the next week in a dreamlike state. Every waking moment, she relived the previous Saturday. Closing her eyes at night, brought visions of being fucked by that giant black cock. Wednesday evening, Dan...
This is chapter two of my story. I'm just a poor and not a highly educated man who wants to tell you about my life. There is no sex in this part of the story. I wrote it so people can read about my life and the things that have happened to me along the way. If you want a jerk off story this is not one of them. ========================== The next day I figu...
I had what I felt was a normal middle class upbringing with the typical boyhood crushes. I kissed my first girl in seventh grade and French kissed another the following summer. I even touch a girl's breasts through her sweater once in eighth grade. I always wondered what might have come next if my parents hadn't decided to move us completely across the count...
My name is Richard and I work for a large brokerage firm in Atlanta, Georgia. I am the chief financial officer and make very good money. No matter what they paid me, I would still be in debt. I have a bad habit. I gamble. I not only gamble. I lose. I should have been putting money away for retirement, but we are in debt up to our eyes. I have been working he...
The final store they went into was a boudoir store, where she tried on provocative clothes for him. She teased him while trying on the clothes. They were driving back home, finishing a trip into the city. They had a good time, but they were both horny. They did not have time to play in the city, but they did get to see many things that made them hornier.....
The school bus stop, down the street from our home, has more parents than pupils waiting for the bus. I'm amazed--they're mostly men, too. Every school day, one particular mom parks her car in front of our house. We sit on the high-side of the street, and I have a great bird's-eye view into her car. This M.I.L.F. is an eye-catcher--petite with perky breasts,...