Mike Robertson woke up to the sound of his alarm clock, and rubbed his eyes. He was slightly tumescent, as he in his half-awake and half-asleep state found himself thinking of Siobhan, and the evening that they had spent together. After their nap, they had looked at each other. "What now?" Mike had asked. Siobhan had pulled the sheet up to her chin, and loo...
"Morning Don. When is Mary getting home?" "Hey! Morning Kevin. She still has a couple more days and should be home Saturday sometime. " Mary, my wife, works for a company that at times requires her to travel and she had been gone for almost a week. Kevin was a friend of ours that had been through a messy divorce and until he got his feet back on the groun...
The next day was Friday, and Georges was due back from Paris. The two women had gone to the local market to collect groceries; the cook had the weekend off and Georges was a celebrated amateur chef, Vivette told Laura: he would want to cook dinner for their guest himself. The man that came home that evening was not who Laura was expecting. He was tall, almo...
Finishing Touches Three days had gone by since the break-in and attack on Jessica and Bailey. The women had been moved to the Walker Ranch, much to Missus O's soft muttering. But she knew the ranch was the place the girls needed to be to recuperate, she was however out there every day just to ease the burden on her friend Sissy, though Sissy didn't find it...
Chapter 2: These Tits Were Made for Fucking Beth groaned when the alarm went off and rolled on her side as David got up. "You really have to go to work?" she complained. Her thighs felt damp and her hard nipples scraped against the bed sheet. The little sleep she'd gotten had been filled with strange dreams. In one she'd been a mannequin, dressed in last n...
A special thanks goes out to Angel Love who edited this story. Thank you for making this story as grammatically correct as it was fun to write! Also, thank you for editing my poem "Give It To Me"...I'm glad you enjoyed it. I lugged myself and my bag off the bus. A gust of cold wind blew sharply into my face and I scrunched my nose. I rode the subway on m...
In parts 1-4 of Monica's Black Cock Fantasy we were introduced to Chris and his wife, Monica, whose fantasy was sex with the 21 year-old black pool man, Sean. Monica, with help and encouragement from her husband, realized her fantasy, even having Sean as a houseguest while awaiting his return to college. But all things must come to an end, and Sean said good...
Linda’s birthday was fast approaching and Both Brenda and Sara had been talking about it, trying to figure out what to get her, or more likely, what to do for her. A few days prior to Linda’s birthday, Brenda and Linda were sitting at the breakfast table when Brenda told Linda to be sure to be home by 6:00pm on Friday, the day of her birthday. Linda immedi...
Continued from Chapter 09: Her voice sent shivers down my spine. She made me wish I was 25 years younger. She made me wish my cock was harder, longer, and thicker. She made me see my demise, dying in bed from a heart attack while having sex with a 23-year-old. 'But look, he's still smiling. He looks so happy. ...and what was the cause of death' I imagined...
Shelley was a friend of my sister, Katy. They were both the same age, twenty, and had known each other for years. Actually, I'd known Shelley for years as well, but just as an adjunct to my annoying little sister. I'd never really paid her any attention and I'm quite sure she'd never really noticed me other than as an unwanted extra at Katy's place. This mu...