Herbert Smith Stories

5,896 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

You're Missing the Point

by Huedogg2 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I don't understand why we're even talking about this. "First" it's a stupid movie made by a stupid director written by a moron. I can't and won't understand why you could find that crappy movie romantic. For some reason, I though, "all though I could be wrong" that you where a man, you know, one of the guys? I am I mistaken on this. Come on Gary, your saying...

Loving Care in a Care Home Ch. 02

by backdoorboogie on Apr 17, 2019
Mature

Herbert and Mel made great friends I am glad to say. Herbert and I loved Mel's massages that she gave me a couple of times a week. Herbert was the name my former wife called my tool. I guess the name stuck even after my wife had passed away. Mel never actually wanted Herbert up inside her love chute and I did not push her to do it either. I decided to wait u...

Hotel Hijinks with an Heiress

by RetroFan on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Enjoy a trip back in time to Egypt in 1926, where dashing young archaeologist Doctor James Banks and his team struggle to find any Pharaoh's tomb, much less one as grand and opulent as that of Tutankhamen located four years earlier. James's financial backer, ruthless American capitalist Humphrey Herbert is anything but pleased abo...

Herbert Watkins Raises Hell

by joannemoore on Oct 19, 2020
Mature

There would be longish pauses now and again when the Reverend Herbert Watkins appeared to be elsewhere or at least his mind did. It might be mid conversation and for a minute or so and often much longer his eyes would appear to glaze as total distraction set in. Parishioners had become used to it. One or two had been warned about the phenomenon when first i...

Another Evening with Mr. Logan Ch. 02

by TheSparkZone on Sep 18, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I went into my room, but before I got dressed I heard Mr. Logan and my mom heading for her bedroom. I peeked around the corner and noticed that they didn't close the door all the way. Figuring that this could be a golden opportunity to get the goods on Mr. Logan, I grabbed my super high definition video camera and tip-toed down the hallway. There was a six-i...

Momma Wants a Hard One

by riverboy on Jan 12, 2018
Erotic Couplings

I've been living with Momma for a while now. It's the faded blue single-wide out along Cookinham Road. You may have been past it a time or two. There's nothing but corn all around us. Miles of it, it seems. It grew real nice this year, but that big monstrous machine come and cut it all down. Now it's just stubbly stumps as far as the eye can see. The leaves...

Loving Care in a Care Home Ch. 04

by backdoorboogie on Nov 18, 2019
Mature

Life in the Care Home had turned out to be much better than being old and home alone. At the moment I was still involved with Paula the cleaner and our TT meetings, TT was loving on Tuesdays and Thursdays (hence - T. T.). I was a happy chap. Plus my kids had sold my house for over a million pounds. They had got me a very good sum for the house which I had...

Menagerie estate

by Flem on Feb 6, 2020
Science Fiction

Chapter one: Your new home It was a average day in August, the air was hot and humid and made your clothes sticky with sweat. You, John Doe sat in the back seat of a grey coloured taxi car "Where to boss man?" Asked the driver as he came to a fork in the dirt road which pointed north east and north west "north east" you said in monotone,...

Open in Reader

The Scriptwriter

by bradley_stoke on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Dramatis Personae: Sunshine: Large breasted woman. Lingerie model. Desmond: Geeky-looking guy. Scriptwriter. Herbert Chin: Overweight, balding, middle-aged man. Porn Movie Producer. Misty: Porn Starlet Tracy: Porn Starlet Buster Beaver: Male porn star. Johnny Rubber: Male porn star Act I Pan across a bedroom in which there is a large double...

The Deep End of Your Dreams Ch. 14

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Oct 14, 2017
Romance

The road was rough, and, of course, there were thunderstorms just ahead. Albuquerque lay beyond this latest line of storms, somewhere beyond the lightning, and Claire was smoldering inside. Stopped by Los Alamos security near the entrance to the highway to Santa Fe, she had finally been stuffed into the back seat of a gray Ford sedan - only to find Levy alr...