Dean Abbott drove toward the residence of Judge Hiram Morgan, which was located in an exclusive section of city. He wasn't going to see Judge Morgan. The state supreme court was in session, and would be for several more weeks, which meant the judge, who was Chief Justice of the state supreme court, was in the capitol. Judge Morgan had an apartment in the cap...
Hey all: This will be my first ever publication, so go easy! This is 100% based on one of my kinkier experiences... ***** At the time, Lee was 24 and in physiotherapy for an injury sustained from a motorcycle crash, he is 6 foot 6 and well built, with short brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Hillary was his exercise therapist, whose main goal was to see...
All Characters over 18 yrs of Age Originally posted elsewhere under a slightly different pen name. "Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!" ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) Hillary was nervously pacing. "Why are you so nervous?" I asked. "You look great. But I have to admit I don'...
Kyle got out of the shower and found Hillary already dressed. She was a tall, thin blonde, with large, swollen tits that looked like 2 balloons about to pop. She was just Kyle's type. She was last night's hook up. They had met randomly at a bar, and come back to Kyle's apartment. "Leaving already?" Kyle asked. "Yeah," Hillary said. "I'm in a hurry. I have...
John had just got home from his friend Hillary’s house and was feeling particularly distraught by the fact that he had uncontrollable feelings for one of his best friends. Jennifer was always on his mind and being around her and Hillary everyday made for a serious situation in his head. They had all been good friends for years, but ever since the first day h...
We only had a couple of days of our stay left before we headed further south to the villa we had rented. Thus far I had been drained by marathon sex sessions on both days of our stay with our old friend Monique, in her cosy and typically rural, French cottage. Today there was football on the television, at least, I thought, I might see some of the game and...
From Benjamin Dornier's Journal Thursday, July 15, 1992 I was having the most incredible dream. Somebody, I wasn't sure who at first, was giving me one heck of a blow job. She was licking my penis as avidly as if it was a stick of peppermint and peppermint was her favorite thing in the entire world and had me hard as a rock. I laid there, savoring the wond...
It was an extraordinarily busy day at the offices of Hammond & Gordon, located in White Plains, New York. In a back room of the building which housed the H&G offices, Ryan Gonzalez rammed his fist against the wall in frustration. Ryan had perhaps the most unenviable job of any person at Hammond & Gordon – Chief of Intelligence Operations. It wa...
It was the first evening of our holiday, two weeks away on the continent, staging half way at our friend's house in the north of France. It had been a long day, overnight on the ferry, we had disembarked at 7.00 am and four hours later we were driving down the narrow track to Monique's house in the deepest French countryside. After the usual welcome feast...
Lorrie Bennigan had it all or so she thought. She was a nineteen year old student at Woodrow Wilson Technical College in Teapot, New Jersey. It was a rather small institution, the entire campus being housed in a five storied building. She had a 4.0 grade point average and was on the fast track to a promising career in computer programming. The fortunate youn...