Dr. Gaylove, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Black Load Pt. 1 ***** As I came back up for air, gasping and gagging and spitting all over the 10", stiff, glistening black cock in front of me - standing erect and proud for the whole world to see like a dark pillar of dominance, a symbol of manhood and all that is virility, dripping potent see...
Jonny and Christine held each other in the shower for a while, cool water beating down on their shoulders. She closed her eyes and laid her head on his shoulder. She felt safe in his strong arms. She liked the way her naked body fit against his. His hands were rubbing the sore muscles in her back. She smiled as she felt his fingers rub out the kinks. "The dr...
I was an eighteen-year-old high school senior in the Spring of 1964. Like many boys my age, I had a major case of insecurity, especially around girls. I had heard all the guys' locker-room talk about what they had done with their girlfriends. All I had ever accomplished with a girl was get a quick kiss in the bushes when I was about eleven-years-old. I guess...
I'd had a bad at work, and as I trudged up the stairs to our apartment all I could think of was getting inside, slipping into the shower and having a nice drink before bed. You're sitting on the couch, beer in hand, watching the game as I open the door. One look at me told you everything, I was bristling with angry energy, and you could tell my nerves were r...
Fran’s breath came in short sharp gasps, as she brought herself to climax. Her free hand gripping the side of the tub, turning her knuckles white. She had lain in the bath for over an hour now, reminiscing the afternoon’s events. The water, which was piping hot to begin with, was now tepid. She shivered, her skin rising in goose bumps, reminding her of Chick...
Emily Dalton married one of her former professors, Bill Dalton, after graduating with her master's degree in English Literature. Now a thirty-six-year-old professor herself she found herself married to a fifty-nine-year-old man who could not impregnate her. The Daltons had tried unsuccessfully for the first two years of their marriage to conceive before fi...
Roland's eyes trailed across the length of the large tavern, watching the multitude of different peasants, merchants, knaves and drunkards sitting across, between and around each other as they all partook in one of the most ancient traditions of civilization: inebriation. There was little room, with the only real seats of substance at stools upon the bar its...
Chapter 3: If You Go Chasing Rabbits * * * * * "Hey Izabella Girl, I'm holding you in my dreams every night Yeah, but you know good well baby You know we got this war to fight Well, I'm calling you under fire Well, I hope you're receiving me all right" ~Jimi Hendrix~ By the time we get to Woodstock, we are starting to peak on the orange sunshine. A far-o...
In the evening, Kate came back to the house with Amrita and other girls. Romeo was in the other car with some of the people from the unit. Her day had just flown by. She had spent the afternoon having lunch with the girls, listening to their gossip and trying to pick up as much info on Romeo and his household as she could. She was getting a picture but it wa...
Chapter 6 – The Addition Alicia awoke early the next morning, around 8:30 or so, still snuggled up to Jim on the couch. Carefully, she got up, grabbed her robe and slipped out the back door to run home... she HAD to call her friend Sophora and tell her all about her amazing night. Maybe Alicia would even let Sophora meet Jim... "A threesome would be interes...