You do not need to read Chapter 1, but may want to see where it all began. Also an FYI, this story features the build up to CEI and pegging. If you are uncomfortable with that click to next story. ***** I took a great power nap half naked on the couch after cumming so hard. Ensuring it wasn't just a sexy dream I woke up to the taste of my pussy juices in m...
"Hello Miss Nigeria," Stephen Marcel said, as he looked at the six-foot-tall, curvy young black woman who emerged from the elevator and stepped onto the Carleton University library fourth floor. Clad in a dark gray vest over a white blouse and dark gray Capri pants, she was quite stunning. With rapturous midnight skin, a voluptuous body and a thick Afro, Nan...
Spencer Stephens is a young man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and like many of his mates, he feels like he's got the world on his shoulder. Spencer's father, proud Jamaican-Canadian immigrant and Algonquin College professor Samuel Stephens expects his son to make something of his life. As for Spencer's mother, Croatian-Canadian immigrant and governm...
At last, I knew what it must be like to be a part of a zombie horde. I wasn't actually victim of an undead plague; I was merely one of a hundred or so passengers on the first cross-country flight out for the day. We ambled onto the plane slowly, stowing our luggage and taking our seats with the speed and enthusiasm of those mindless creatures. I found my s...
"Hello Mr. Long," my interviewer said. "Hello Ms. Black," I replied. Funny, it always the simple things that make life so interesting. It was this simple exchange of words that led me down the road to my very interesting present condition: official company pussylicker. I guess I should have done my homework better. If I had I might have realized that A...
A/N--If you are Catholic, or easily offended, or both, maybe you should proceed with caution. Buffy was not interested in Confession. At all. She wasn’t interested in church either. Most Sundays, you could find her still in bed, recovering from a night of drinking, dancing, smoking, and more often than not, fucking. But, she heard that the new priest was ve...
Dr. Francis looked at thoughtfully as he rested his pen on his pad. "So tell me how you felt that day in the office, Dale," he said. "We've been over this in detail. I told you everything that happened with her in our session last week." I said. I felt weary. "You've told me what happened in some detail," Dr Francis replied. "But you've been avoiding disc...
The cool fall air really lifted April's spirits. The cool breeze raised goose bumps on her bare legs. She wore her old cheerleader shorts, a hoodie sweatshirt over a Camp t-shirt and scruffy white sneakers. She'd been coming to this Camp since she was a little girl. She and her brothers had been camp counselors in High School and she'd worked summers as a he...
Russian tennis champion and world-famous athlete Maria Sharapova licked her lips as she looked at Venus Williams. The six-foot-two, blonde-haired and blue-eyed young woman admired Venus Williams sexy body. The elder of the Williams sisters was definitely sexier than her younger sibling. Of course, since Venus Williams hardly ever wore the type of low-cut dre...
"Are you okay?" Tony was standing there in a pajama bottom. My heart was still racing, my body not only moist with the oils Roberta had rubbed in me but also a thin sheen of sweat. I knew I must have looked flush. I looked down at his crotch, the loose fitting pajama revealed a faint outline of his young cock hanging down his right thigh. That cock was mine....