Dear friends this episode also concerns my friend Ramu short for Ramesh. Ramu related it to me also with the instructions to write it and share it with you guys. My name is Ramesh but every one calls me Ramu. I am nearly six-foot tall, slim and muscular. By profession I am a teacher. I got some lucky breaks and I am at present the principal of a government...
My parents had prepared a welcome home party for their Marine Sergeant son coming back from a tour of combat duty. It was a food and booze feast attended by various relatives, neighbors and family friends wanting to hear war stories. As glad as I was to be home among relatives, I had a problem that overshadowed all feelings. I was horny, extremely horny aft...
Author's Foreword: Warning! Big words and big ideas ahead - and it's impossible to get off when reading the fuck scenes presented. Also, Thanks so much for the helpful private eMails. I like and will continue to write win-win stories for erudite readers who seem to keep coming back. ***** An Adventurous wife's Cheating Gig Daryl was a classic nerd. Profes...
I MY HUSBAND'S WHORE Through the years Herbie's pride in my long, full tits has been strong. In fact, he wants other men to see me in the nude, which suits my bent toward exhibitionism. An early phase of my self-display involved my brother's boy friends, but a year or two younger than I. We got our thrills--I showing, they seeing--at odd times about our...
My eyes slowly opened to a new day. This day was not like those gone by and as the sun shone through my window all I could do is watch its beauty. The pink streaks that peaked through the crags in the mountains reminded me of her rosebud just before his cock pushed its way into her swollen pussy. The day glistened growing ever pinker until the sun mounted ev...
Author's Notes: Welcome back readers to the seventh installment of my story! If you haven't read the previous chapters, I recommend that you do so before continuing. Little effort is made to explain references to earlier events and characters (of which, there are a lot). This chapter picks up directly after chapter 6. Standard disclaimer: Please, if yo...
This is a true story by a drop dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. I stood before my dressing mirror, heart racing, as I inspected myself. When smoothing m...
Jessie McCallister looked around the loud, smoke-filled room and sighed. It was only 7:00 on Saturday evening and the saloon was already packed with cowboys fresh off the trail and looking for a drink, a card game and the relaxation that the rooms upstairs offered. The Gray Dove was known for the quality of its girls, both their beauty and their skills at pl...
Friday nights were bowling nights for Frank and his wife Kathy and their good friends Amanda and Billie. Actually Billie didn't bowl, he had something wrong with his back, but he always went to watch his wife bowl and all four of them would end up at the neighborhood bar for a few drinks before going home. Frank and Kathy looked like the perfect couple. Kat...
The Edge. That's what I call it. The Endless Darkness. The Point of No Return. Death. The one thing no living thing cannot escape. In my pride, I thought I could do the impossible. Now, I know better. Life has humbled me. My name is Thor Voltaire. A tall, good-looking man with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale golden eyes. A superman who once tried t...