"I think the First Lady needs to be monkey-fucked in every orifice by blacks and Hispanics while W watches," said Donna, my wife of nearly 19 years. We were watching a show about Casinos and their video surveillance and right to refuse play to skilled black jack players that can actually win money. "Monkey-fucked, huh?" I started laughing and wondering whe...
As a constant source of embarrassment that seemingly calls my masculinity into question, it's a hard thing to admit. But I guess there's really no other way to say it, so I might as well come right out with it. When it comes to the size of my penis, I come up short. Pun intended. In a strange way, it's liberating to admit. But it's also the cause of a great...
All characters are fictional. Please do not contact any of the real Billie Mason's of the world and ask them if they are the person in the story. Lets face it, that would just be rude. * If you Google Billie Mason you will find a number of Linkedin accounts, some Facebook pages etc. You will also find Billie Mason age 42. Born in Madison Wisconsin, 5'7"...
“Pffff, another sweater.” Aaron says as he holds up the red, green, and white Christmas garment is aunt sent him. “At least this one as an actual cool design on it.” Ian says as he smiles at his roommate. In a small house in a secluded neighborhood covered in snow, two men in their mid-20’s enjoy a simple holiday together. With the pandemic still at large, b...
It was a bright afternoon two days later, when Arawn Stonebrook once again surveyed the home of the coming battle. The appearance had changed quite a bit; the huge war camp of the orcs and elves was complete and it blocked off the only clear passage into the Northern Oaks entirely. Between the camp and the battlefield lay five staggered rows of chevaux de fr...
I woke up just after 9:00am. Light filled the room, and though the sheets covered her legs, Aryn's naked back faced me. I ran my fingers lightly down the skin. Noticing the back of her neck and the short, buzzed hair just above it, I touched it with my palm. Her shot hairs brushed against my hand a few times, and then I massaged her neck. It was beautiful....
To the readers: I would like to thank 'Techsan' for editing this story 10/05. I put this story under interracial, but it could just as easily be Loving Housewives, Erotic Coupling, or others. Hope you enjoy, probably will not be what you expect. * My name's Dan, I'm a man in my sixties who spends a lot of time reminiscing. I always think about the past. T...
It was quiet in the village marketplace today, not much business. Instead of selling their wares the merchants were chatting and gossiping amongst themselves. Arn did not like to partake in such activities, she and her son, Kraik, kept to themselves. Since it was a slow day she decided to take down their booth, disassembling the tent that provided much neede...
My name is Worth, Penny Worth, and I love being in bondage, yep I know that's a conversation stopper but it is the truth! It all started when I was child by my reckoning, my mother leaving me in a harness on a dog chain to stop me wandering away when she was doing housework or working round the garden! It was done with the best of intentions by loving paren...
PART 1: Hot Tub Games *** TODAY/CHRIS "Ain't no party like a West Coast Party cause a West Coast Party don't stop..." Well, we weren't quite on the coast. Big Bear was about a three hour drive up into the Sierra Mountains from the coast. We were a long way from L.A., but you couldn't tell by the crowd. Outside, the mountain air had chilled almost to freez...