Mr. Estovich's Tales of Tail: On the Wagon They pressed up against his chest, two huge, wonderful melons, barely constrained by her flimsy top as they danced… well, grinded would be a more apt term. Her legs were spread, her crotch up against his thigh, her fingers dug into his ass for support. Danny hadn't wanted to go to the club, he'd too recentl...
Mr. Estovich's Tales of Tail: The One Handed Harlot Stephen winced a bit at the smell, not just the aroma, but the very texture of it. Grease and filth and fat and grease and... god knew what else. Jesus, how do people eat this shit? He didn't know, didn't want to know, and frankly, he didn't care; Stephen wasn't at this pit of a burger joint to admire the...
Princess Lauryn came from an old noble family. While they had been turned out of power in their small Eastern European country after World War 2, they still had a vast fortune and political influence. The Princess was the only child in the family, coming late in life to her aging father who had unsuccessfully tried with 3 other wives before finally siring t...
Servants were quite busy in the palace tonight as yet another feast was in progress and Phoreneus was drinking heavily again. Having woken up late from his encounter with the dancing girl the night before, he was not satisfied, as her resistance to him filled him with more anger than lust. Most of the day he spent at the baths, and of course drinking heavily...
I had not really planned to end up in bed with Ron, but things like that happen in college. I had actually gone to the dorm mixer the first week of class, despite being a junior. I was mostly to watch the freshmen act amazed at their 'first college party' and to check out the new talent. There were actually not that many guys there, but one of the ones I kne...
So my name is Lizzie and I was asked to write a guest page on Clover's blog, telling you all what my first cock-sucking lesson with Clover was like. I signed up with some girls from College. They were all quite experienced and I'm guessing they knew I wasn't, and wanted to help me along. I was raised by religious people and I'd never had a boyfriend. They...
Splat. "Take that you motherfucker!" Splat. "Another male chauvinist bites the dust." I had taken to whacking the crickets that invaded our sorority house with an oar. A Hookmaster two and a half-foot long weapon that is very light and comes in handy quite often. That oar has never been in a boat. Not only is it great for smacking bugs, mice or whatever, i...
Devon arrived at 9:30PM last evening. He literally filled my doorway, and glistened with sweat. He had on a sweated through white tank top, that clung to his athletic chest and abs. His sagging gym shorts were uniform for the college team he currently played for, and his enormous Jordans chirped on the tiled floor, as he stood at attention. I got off the sof...
The haunting screech of an owl woke me up; it's beautiful cry flitting through the open bedroom window along with an early morning breeze that bore the sweet scent of our garden with it. I smiled contentedly and stretched out my arm, seeking to feel the reassuring comfort of your warm skin beneath my touch; but instead I found only cool, dry cloth. Through b...
Hunter was a cute young man, 19, short haircut, athletic young body, big green eyes and eager to please. He'd come to audition for me; my name is Donna Culkins, and I'm a theater director at the small community playhouse in my little town, a lifelong amateur actor and in my older years, a director. He seemed smitten with me, but that's not totally surprisi...