CHAPTER 17 - PLEASURES REVISITED I kept think about Nguyet's diary a lot. I still wanted to read what she had written before we had actually started seeing each other and, as she was pregnant, I wanted to make the most of our remaining time, sex-wise. As we didn't have to worry about her period anymore, I asked her when it would be convenient for me to come...
Isabel lay unconscious on the church floor. The mighty slut, so sure of herself, so imposing to the men she enoyed, her inflated ego at times maniacal, now lay in a naked heap, one soiled, sticky thigh pressed into a footleg of the altar. The men she had turned into whore-mongers were long-gone. She was crumpled flesh, a slab of exhausted fuck meat. Her cun...
I was halfway home when I saw her standing on the street with her thumb out. The closer I got, the slower I drove. She was tall, about five feet seven, with medium length black hair falling loosely about her shoulders. Her eyes were deep black. She was wearing a short skirt, a cutoff white t-shirt, and barefoot. Barefoot and pregnant, I thought. She was very...
The evening had started like many others for Jane and I: dropping the kids off at grandma’s for the evening and arriving at Cath and Tony’s for dinner. A couple of nice bottles of red and a lot of conversation led to the foursome gathered around the coffee table playing poker for matches. Tony had been complaining that Cath had been exhausting him sexually...
It was just one of those days. Work was hectic and I had to rush home to attend a retirement dinner on behalf of my wife. She had planned to go, but two days ago her cousin called and said she was running off to Vegas to get married and asked my wife to meet her there to be the maid-of-honor. So here I am set to go to a rubber chicken dinner when the phone r...
Dick Long had been lecturing too long not to recognise the signs. It was obvious to him that this particular student needed special attention. The work was hurried, research sources limited, analysis limited and hence a D. Again. For the third time in the semester. He looked up her computerised records and pictures. Roshanara Ali, British born, Moslem, 22....
Tuesday We moved to Texas onto a golf course when I was 10 years old. I spent the next 7 years playing golf every day until I was good enough to earn a college scholarship. As you might expect, there were tons of MILFs around the course throughout my formative years. But, there was one in particular that occupied all my childhood fantasies and eventually ch...
My marriage was getting pretty bad. We were fighting all the time, and mostly about stupid things. My wife Jill and I met when I was 19 and she was 18. We didn't get married until 10 years later, and then waited another five before we started a family. Our one son is great, and is now 5 years old. A lot of the trouble started when Jill said that she wanted a...
This is a fuck parody... It's a fantasy... It ain't real This takes place in 2012... R. I. P. Chyna "Suck it mom... damn, you're the best cocksucker ever. Mmmmmmmm... I fucking love you slut." "Mmmmmmmm... I love you too baby... and I love this big fucking cock too. I want you to get me pregnant James... knock me up baby. Knock me up good." My mom Kathie...
I'm Dave I'd been a bit of a lad on the side; fucking any woman I fancied who'd accommodate me. Because of this I had had a vasectomy, I hadn't wanted to have unplanned sprogs complicating matters. I also had a voyeuristic desire to watch my wife being screwed by other men, but she'd have none of it. Eventually I got too brazen with my affairs and too clos...