Sam walked out of Vivi's apartment with the most unbelievable erection he had ever had. Even the one she gave him last weekend paled in comparison! He was absolutely dying to cum; he had been wanting to do it ever since she teased him the last time he was there. But this, THIS was the next level, a level of arousal and desire he never knew existed. And he ha...
A portrait of the bitch, the few things he is useful for and the many things he is not. Mary pushed the baby in his hands, laughing. "You take care of it tonight Peter. I'm going out tonight." He bounced little Sarah carefully in his arms. He looked at his girlfriend's laughing eyes above her twisted smile. "Why, where are you going?" he asked, trying to...
I sat in the corridor for a while longer, stunned by what had happened, what was going to happen ... and what I had done to make it all happen. I couldn't believe what was going on, couldn't fully take in the grotesque scenario playing out around me. Only when I looked up at the ping of the lift and saw the two black men from by the pool step out, clad casua...
Author's note: This story is a sequel to "Shortly Before Class". *** Brian waited by the door to Mason Hall for ten minutes after five. His girlfriend's class had certainly let out — he'd even recognized some of her classmates in the chattering stream of people pouring past — but no Jess. She didn't respond to her text messages, either. Strange, as she was...
I catch my breath; I gulp and slurp down speedily and hastily sharp intakes of active, cracking, and headlong breaths. He necks and snogs and canoodles and pecks me all the more faster and delightfully and enjoyably, beating and knocking seven bells of bliss and delectation out of my pussy below with his lengthy, hulking, spectacular, and strenuous fingers—a...
Lee Neville, an influential Anglo-Indian from Dehradun had come in to the capital today, two days after Sonika's scorching fuck with Loria. He was a close friend of the Oil Minister and of late was busy influencing him to oppose the setting up of private 'petrol stations' by the government. Shatir was heavily dependent on that to expand his business. Shat...
Rich woke up God knows how many hours later, drained, but very satisfied, like a newborn virgin having lost it all over again. He crept quietly from the bed, so as to not wake Mariah Carey, but he headed for the bathroom, and looked at the mirror. He saw his own reflection, and then he went down to turn on the sink water, and washed his face. He found a near...
My name is Lynn. I am 35, 5'2, brunette, 38-28-36, married with two kids and until recently have only had sex with my husband. My friend Denise and I have recently been on a weight-watchers course and whilst my figure and weight have slimmed down far better than I had hoped, poor Denise is no better than she was at the start. It is quite embarrassing at t...
According to Jonas, Rolf Metzger was known as The Butcher. He had few loyalties and could be bought by anyone with enough capital. Most nights Rolf could be found at Apollonia’s, a notch-house on the dirty end of Vine Street. Moe had never been to this particular brothel, but he figured it the same as most: worn out whores hiding years of damage with heavy p...
Do enjoy this story. Enjoy! Sweet Peril * "Oh Eddie, I didn't know you were home!" Ellen had just stepped into her cedar-lined sauna surprising her son's eighteen-year-old friend who had been lying quietly on one of the benches. He sprang upright on the bench. "I'm sorry Mrs. Feinman, I guess I should have asked if I could use your sauna," he replied emba...