Without a doubt, Candi has the biggest tits in the neighborhood. Even before she turned eighteen, everyone noticed her huge E cups. It would be a gross underestimation to say her huge tits are her best feature, but that's what everyone says. In truth, her entire voluptuous body is her best feature. Standing at six feet tall, Candi towers over the other slut...
Hello reader, sorry for the wait on the chapter, my schedule has been heavily affected by Covid-19. Due to the length of the wait, i decided to split chapter 7 into 2 parts with the first completed half releaseing for the weekend. I intend to finish the second half for next weekend which may or may not be the end of the planned run of the series. For now, en...
Again, if you don't like big, black cocks and small, white pussies, read another story. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Unknown insults are sent by little white wimps. * Thomas Jefferson Donnelson, long known as TJ, was the youngest son of a West Virginia coal miner. His four brothers had already left for the North and better jobs. He had graduated...
So, for all you smarties who noticed it, sicking has now been changed to sucking, as per your request. (Gosh, I've seen worse spelling errors, people! lol) For those of you who want more, I will be submitting Ch. 02 very soon Again, I hope you enjoy it. * Sarah got out what she liked to call her "special box." It contained all of her toys and lubricants th...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (4 min/mp3) * * * * * You know, the last time you and I got together, we almost got caught. I still wonder how you were able to control your breath enough to keep your wife from asking if you were okay. I was very impressed. After all, I think you're the only man whose voice didn't crack or waver while I was licking my juic...
Author's Note: A short story requested by one of my readers. ***** There's a certain thrill when walking past the city gates after a long battle and a hard-won victory. I know it well, but it's not what most think it is. They imagine that the shouts and screams and flashed breasts out of adulation are what make it so intoxicating, or that it's just great t...
*Warning, this story involves Futanari of excessive sizes and ridiculous proportions. This story is not for everyone, but if you decide to read on, just understand that this story is reliant upon reading the first chapter for expositional background. *** "That's right, you take it you filthy bitch!" A new side of my mother awoke as she rode Lisa's face wit...
Disclaimer: All characters are over eighteen years of age. This futanari story contains inordinate amounts of sex that never result in chafing, extreme representations of anatomy, and absolutely unrealistic volumes of...well, you'll see. Oh, and a reminder, futanari. Editing credit: Blind_Justice Copyright © 2012 redskyes There's something magical about t...
Time was that I was like most other women, a happily married young mother with a nice suburban home and devoted husband, but I was a different person then. I grew up in a very conservative Christian home; graduated from a Christian high school. That is where I met my future husband Ben. We even went to the same Christian college. It was in my freshman year...
Everything was a blur. Vague shapes came and went, colours smeared into one another and voices echoed nonsensically. Only one thing was clear to her dulled consciousness; pleasure. A pure, unending bliss that ebbed and flowed like tidal waves, pulling her under, refusing to let her surface beyond the sea of euphoria. Even as the darkness enveloped her, she c...