Auntie Mabel Fourteen Lady Godiva. The morning dawned bright and clear, the sun shone merrily down through the window and gently brushed Mabel's eyelids to wake her. She could hear the little birds twittering happily in the warm sunshine. 'Oh Fuck it, Fuck, Fuck, Fucking Sun why don't you piss off, and let it Fucking rain,' she swore to herself. It was a...
Black Cock Era is a tongue-in-cheek interracial epic story about a potential but unlikely future in which white women are enslaved by the superior black males. The story is far fetched, but it's a fictional fantasy, and it's meant to be a grounds to explore a fun and silly situation, not to predict how real people would behave or how you the reader would beh...
The cold wind whistled through the snowy field; drifting and swirling, lifting and falling. It was Colette could do not to shiver. She was warm in her coach, a thick mink blanket drawn around her and door drawn tight. Were she more conscientious, she would have offered her blanket to the coachman sitting atop his perch in the cold, but she had entreated into...
I was filling out my horse-imprinted check and I couldn't remember if Steve charged 65 or 75 dollars. "It's seventy-five, right?" I called out casually, not wanting to look cheap. "Well, actually," he said, "Eighty-five this year. I'm cutting back a little." Okay, I thought, and really, I understood. Steve was probably fifty years old; horse shoeing coul...
"So fucking me with your cock seems to be completely out of the question." Anya said softly a little while later. Mr. Hughes had finished with her and she had come like crazy, her pussy pulsing with her hot gushing fluid as he twisted his fist and opened it and moved his fingers in crazy ways within her pussy. When he'd felt her fall down and out of positi...
Monday morning Sara, Shannon and I were on the highway heading back home to the ranch after a very good sales week at the rally. Nigel and his four girls were following close behind us in a separate van that they had rented to make the trip from the Twin Cities to the Sturgis Rally. Nigel's girls were going to entertain my cowboys for the next two days and...
I don’t normally accompany my husband on his business trips, but after some mild convincing, I found myself in a plush room at the Hawthorne Plantation. The Hawthorne Plantation touts itself as the largest, most authentic plantation in the Carribean. If you want to be pampered, this is supposed to be the place to go. I needed a getaway, and this seemed perfe...
The mayor stepped forward to address the crowd as he stood beside Romy's naked, bound form. "Folks, we have here this new vagina in our midst. She can really take the pain and enjoy the pleasure, can't she? Did you see those orgasms she had? Mmmnn. Mmm. Truly remarkable, Romy." She could only whimper in response, and I wondered again about the false promis...
The Class Reunion This is a true story about a naughty wife and loving husband who loves to see the love of his life enjoy passion and pleasure. This story is not about cuckoldry or humiliation. This is a story of love and support for a loving spouse. If you are offended by stories where a loving wife has the freedom to play while her husband is present,...
Caroline had been thinking of returning to Jake's horse farm all week. Every time she had thought about it, she'd gotten wet with desire. Now that it was Saturday, she could finally go. She took her time in the shower and getting dressed. She chose a peasant blouse with an elastic neckline. Having perky C-cup breasts, Caroline could get away with not wearin...