James Riding hadn't actually answered by the nickname Red since he was thirteen to anyone but his Grandma Addy and sometimes his Aunt Sue, and even she tried hard to remember to call him Jamie most of the time but he loved her a lot so he let her get away with it. And then of course he let Mina Wolfe get away with any time she wanted. Jamie had spent most o...
Disclaimer: I do not own any copyrighted material of WWE. Any requests, suggestions or ideas are welcome. Feedback is encouraged and desired so email me through the link below. This story is portrayed as their on screen characters. It was the smackdown before the Royal Rumble Vince McMahon was backstage. The show had just ended and Vince was getting ready...
Chapter 62: The Cat Somewhat early on a Saturday morning I was having a cup of coffee on my patio when I noticed a large cat looking at me. It was between two of my flowerpots towards the back but my pots are placed in such a way I could see each plant well from my chair. I could see the cat. The cat could tell I could see it. It was a semi-longhaired ch...
The Cat Somewhat early on a Saturday morning I was having a cup of coffee on my patio when I noticed a large cat looking at me. It was between two of my flowerpots towards the back but my pots are placed in such a way I could see each plant well from my chair. I could see the cat well. The cat could tell I could see it. It was a semi-longhaired charcoal...
Rather than break it into parts this is the longest story I've ever written . This is a Hot Wife/Loving Wife story. It contains some brief references to man on man sex just to set the scenes. I dedicate the story to the guy that lives in his Mom's basement, signs his comment anonymous, calls my work crap, and gives my rating a "1". None of these people are...
I hardly slept the night after I had fucked 'Grandma'. I would like to say that guilt was what kept me awake -- it wasn't. The reason I couldn't sleep was that I wanted more. As sick as I knew it was I couldn't help but be excited. I would fall asleep for a little while and then wake up. I beat off twice during the night but it never calmed me down enough...
This story is total fiction, occurring between those of adult age engaging in spanking that has the appearance of traditional discipline, but is turns out to be a platform for eroticism. Alberta Bennington watched through the crack in the bedroom door. She watched intently, delighted, as her plan came to life right in front of her. In a few minutes she wo...
Spring was trying to arrive. The grass was becoming greener, buds were coming to life on the trees, and there was a twinge of new life in the air. Suzanne rounded the curves on the old road like a pro; she'd been driving them for eleven years. She was able to take in the scenery since her hands on the wheel were on auto-pilot. When the cluster of trees came...
This is another true story as relayed to me by my friend Jeff. ****** Grandma had asked me to stop overnight. Whenever she asked me to stay, I knew she felt more sexual than usual. I've never forgotten any of my experiences with her; they were all so special, but this account is just one of many more that we had. She'd always been highly sexed and enjoy...
This sixth part of the series follows from where the last part ended. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** My first thought when I awoke on my second day at the BDSM resort was that I was so looking forward to the day ahead. It is not often that I awoke looking really forward to a...