Hey guys!! Sorry this one was a little late... I really hope you like it... Please do rate, vote and comment... My editor HMEdits was huge help as usual and I want to thank him for it... Have fun!! Marie * * * The pain was excruciating but what numbed my mind over it was the fear. Why did I have to go through it? Was I really dying? What is going on wi...
Greetings one and all, I'm JT, short for Jon Thomas. I'm over 150 years old. As a mortal I worked for enterprising ladies who sought to sell their most personal and private possession. I would coordinate, facilitate and if necessary intimidate on these ladies behalf. I worked the streets in London England, in Brothels of the old American west, and finally in...
My name is Lars Bach. I'm forty-six years old and for over two months I been fuckin a pussy that I had to wait twenty years to get, but it was worth the wait. That pussy belongs to Kirsten Jensen who works on my ship. She's two years older than me and married to a good friend of mine Stein Jensen. I tried to fuck her when she was young, but she wouldn't fuck...
This is the first of a couple of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. List of charters for this chapter; Grandmother Dee, age 63 (average build for a 62...
THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL THIS IS MY HOMAGE TO ONE OF MY FAVORITE HORROR MOVIE SERIES...THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE...ITS MOSTLY A PARODY OF THE ORIGINAL MOVIE WHICH IS MY FAVORITE ONE...DON'T WORRY NO ONE DIES IN THIS IT'S A SEX PARODY...I'M KNOWN FOR KINKY STORIES AND THIS IS CERTAINLY KINKY...I HOPE IT TURNS OUT GOOD... ENJOY ***** CAST: LEATHE...
Beautiful crisp spring weather and a glass of cool lemonade was all that a little sweet southern belle could ask for on this day of lazy contemplation. Breezy soft air collected perfume from the velvety rose garden with its splashes of fuchsia, shell pink, buttercup yellow, pale peach, and shocking red. The clumsy clouds with their oddball shapes like fluffy...
Ch 02. Michael and Hazel. Michael had never had much success with the female population. At college, he always stood at the back of the room and watched his mates flirt and dance. At university, he came out of his shell a little and dated a few times, but he always felt the girls accepted him because no one else asked them. He had been a change of life, af...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell I know what you're thinking: "That last chapter was pretty dope, more than enough to round out the year, but I just can't wait for the next installment!" Hey, I feel the same way! And so, dear readers, here's your end-of-year bonus. If you've been wondering what's been happening on Earth, read on... * * * "Th...
So Gramma and her friend have a habit of washing themselves in the creek that flows through our family's farm. I had seen this for years and thought nothing of it, though I always tried to watch them, being a horny 18 year old. It didn't matter to me that they were old or that one of them is my own Gramma. I've seen Gramma lift up her loose skirt and wash h...
Beth was riding me hard and fast. The way she always did. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard, that's it, that's it," she grunted, pounding up and down atop me, her pretty face buried in my shoulder, mine at hers. I licked the salty, sweaty skin of the bunched-up silky muscle there as she clutched the pillow behind me and squeezed hard in sexual urgency. "No pro...