© Catesby Tina Connolly skipped merrily down the street. Two construction workers called out to her, making crude comments about her large chest. Normally she would get upset when this happened, but she was in too good a mood this afternoon. She smiled sweetly at them as she crossed the street towards where they sat taking a coffee break, beside their van....
I can still smell the rum, the whiskey, the semen, the sweat, and the salt water every time I go anywhere near a beach or sand dune. It was twelve years ago but I sometimes awaken to the sounds of their laughter and cruelty. I awaken to my soaked wet panties and nipples on fire with tension in my thigh muscles just from the mere memory. I have been sore afte...
As she was taken into the big bedroom upstairs, Grace saw that Doctor Robyn was already engaged with four other guests, all of them fingering cunts and stroking cocks. A man was receiving a slow headjob from one of the women. The third female, whose name was Jelena, was in fact a patient of Robyn's who was already feeling her up with some assistance from the...
Aftermath This brings us up to Dec 2010 and our most significant event - and introduces Robert, our Bull and future Master Dec 2010 -- It's been 6 years since that vacation to Jamaica. When we got back we intended to return to our normal Vanilla existence. But we couldn't -- too much had happened. As Jaye put it, the door had been opened to something dee...
No two marriages are the same. Two complex human beings, each with their own wants, needs, and desires attempt to conspire together so that they and their children, if they have any, have a life as rewarding as possible. Against this pursuit of happiness is amassed the troubles of life. Looking back now, I regret some things that I have done, but I have be...
"Man, would I ever like to fuck that!" I was standing next to him at the bar and I turned to see who he was looking at. Couldn't blame him when I saw where he was looking; she was tall, well built and blonde and easily the best looking woman in the place that night. She was also the biggest slut. What the man next to me didn't know was that he could fuck h...
Bree van de Kamp was a nymphomaniac, she knew that, she was a slut who's entire life revolved around cock, thinking about it, planning how to get it and fucking it. For over forty years she had lived a lie, the prim housewife, the loving wife, the dedicated mother; her days filled with homemaking and PTA and church. Outwardly she was still the same, even if...
By the time I pulled my car into our driveway, most of the semen coating me from head to toe had dried to a flaking crusty shell. I stuck to the driver's seat as I climbed out on wobbly legs. The sun was just coming up and I hurried to get inside the house before any neighbors saw me like this. I started a pot of coffee, put the gallon jug of sperm in the f...
We had been in the night club a while before I noticed that Brenda had gone missing. I had been quite happy enjoying a dance or two and chatting away to two younger men, who bought me drinks and who shocked me a little by the way they behaved, not rowdily but presuming it okay to run their hands over my body and sneak the odd grope or kiss. I told myself tha...
"I really need it tonight baby," Terri whispered to me, as we pulled the car into our favorite club. I knew she did by the way she had been acting the past few days. And when she dressed for this evening she certainly left no doubt. Her shortest, sexiest, black dress with spaghetti straps; her strappy high heels, and wearing her favorite [and mine] crotchles...