Lane Kim strode confidently into the hotel lobby and walked directly over to the elevator, not even glancing at the reception or the bellboy. It was how her escort agency boss – Madam might be a more accurate description – had told her to act when visiting a client; you had to look like you belonged there, not that you were a high class prostitute going to s...
"Excuse me. Sorry!" Duncan slipped through the crowd of the Fall Festival, careful not to let the pair of cheerleaders escape his sight. Luckily for him, their red cheer uniforms stood out in the crowd and even as taller figures moved between them blocking his view, it only took a glimpse to find them again. Also, he knew that they were headed to t...
"Oh lord have mercy," moaned former lead singer of Jesse and the Rippers, Jesse Katsopolis as he used his tongue to bath the sweaty foul-smelling soles of Kimmy Gibbler's 7 ½ sized feet in his saliva. His golden tan face looked a bit greenish as he stroked his wet tongue up and down Kimmy's wrinkled stinky soles. He couldn't deny that his enormous cock was a...
Nb: this was written in conjunction with gunde - thanks to him. * "Fuck," Laura purred, her eyes narrowed into two slits from which a nasty gleam shone while she savoured the sight of her whorish baby sister sitting on her knees, looking like she'd just emerged from taking a dip in a river of thick, shimmering jizz and with her pretty face obscured undern...
This is the second episode in a series about my sexual adventures in Cuba starting in the year 2000 until just recently in the year 2016. It's best to read the first episode before diving into this one. It also describes a sexy encounter with a beautiful Cuban woman but more importantly, it starts with a handy guide to sexual customs in Cuba. This gives you...
The fall of 1992 was a confusing time for nineteen year old Christie Platt, a young lady in her sophomore year of college who along with her household's changes was in the midst of a rather significant personal transformation herself. About a year and a half ago, Christie had been what she herself called morbidly obese, her 5'4" frame carrying upwards of 30...
"Yeah Sue, I'm under fucking house arrest for two weeks. I had no fucking idea it was against the law to urinate and take a shit in the privacy of my neighbor's bush. Mom wasn't home and I had forgotten my house key and I wasn't about to drive all the way back to work to deal with Mr. Potatoehead Alderman. Surprisingly, he isn't going to fire me over my hous...
October 31, 2007 Charles Schofield sat at down at the table, finally getting a chance to catch his breath and enjoy his meal. His wife Claire had taken the kids out trick-or-treating, leaving him alone to watch over the house and pass out candy to the neighborhood kids while they were gone. And the kids had been coming nonstop all day. Almost as soon as the...
Chapter 2: "Oral Invasion" "Da fuck is goin' on in there?" Donk shook his head at the scene visible through Kitty's open bedroom window. The two of them were on the roof outside Kitty's room and were watching the pathetic scene inside. "Fuckin' whiteboy be cryin' like a bee-otch!" Toad chuckled. "Well, damn, yeah, with a little whiteboy babydick like that...
Jason, one of my former patients, was coming over at 4PM. Jason, a very sweet eighteen-year old, had spent two weeks in the hospital for an auto-immune disorder. After his 9th or 10th day in the hospital, when his recovery was secured and most of his strength had returned, I had begun to tease and flirt with him unmercifully. I've always had a thing for men...