"Places everyone!" Cody yelled into his megaphone. Jim stood up unsteadily in his Santa costume and put his beard in place. He looked down over his rounded belly and wondered how he had gotten so lucky. He was in the middle of shooting his first porno and he wasn't quite sure how he had gotten there. His wife, Becky had sent him to the mall to play Santa in...
Mingling with our visitors, my sense of things got to a spinning confusion. Between the alcohol and the weed and the fuck, it was a gooood fuck, and the chess of players in my house, I felt like an old Buick doing 60mph on the freeway and the driver (who's driving?) all of a sudden throwed the transmission in reverse. My poor used pussy still had "fresh co...
After her party, the Slut had watched Daddy very carefully. She was anxious that he truly understand that her need for this did not impinge in the slightest on her total love for him, strange as that may seem. It had now been a month now since their adventure into her dark jungle of lust and depravity and, so far, Daddy seemed to have no lingering doubts or...
Jim wasn't the kind of guy that wanted to play Santa. He got suckered into it by his buddies at work and his wife, Becky. She had an ass that was so big that Jim hardly stood a chance when he argued with her. He didn't want to piss her off and lose access to that perfect posterior and so he found himself at the local mall with a fake beard and Santa suit. H...
Raksha Balaji had to be the most attractive girl at Temple University in Philly. The only problem was that she was a huge hoe. It was rare that she would be sober. She was constantly high, drunk or both. The entire time I knew her she was hooking up with strangers at parties until she finally found a fuckbuddy. It broke my heart because despite her being a w...
Carmen wasn't normally this type of girl, but as she got ready for her date with Jeff she tried to find her shortest skirts and most revealing top, by the time she was done, her feeble 5'3 body was shaped with a black leather skirt that barely made it past her thong. Her shirt was 2 sizes too small and her C cup breasts were practically pouring out of the to...
Dee was an expert at making black men cum. She wanted to give pleasure. She derived pleasure from giving pleasure, be it as a submissive or accepting their fluids deep inside her sensual body or both. Dee was a blonde, blue-eyes woman in her late thirties. She was a divorced mom. She left her two daughters and a son with her pencil-dicked husband, Pat. Now...
Surprise! I already had chapter 2 written and proofread, and chapter 3 is well underway. Now, where did we leave off? Oh, yeah… Household Sluts BY: JordonLynn Chapter 2 I had done it. Even with its commanding presence before my glazed eyes, I still couldn't believe I had actually done something I never would have imagined myself doing; I had sucked of...
Emily Dickinson is a big dyke. Have you ever read any of her poetry? If you haven't, do not take this opportunity to do so, such an enormous waste of time it would be. I know some people who love her, maybe I would too if I was living in her upstairs room being locked inside with her for nights, Wild nights—Wild nights!, of long passionate lesbian lovin', th...
Hello again. If we haven't been introduced, I am C.C. I don't use my real name or where I work for security reasons. What do I do, you ask? I am an executive for a large investment bank. I manipulate stock and gold prices. I turn stocks into gold. I hoard gold. I also manipulate woman. I turn women into sluts. I prefer married women. I hoard sluts. I sell t...