With both hands full on her way back from the bar, Sara the Slut is easy prey for the character blocking her path. "Let me purge your sins, my child," urges the Padre, clamping his mouth on hers. One prolonged French kiss later, it is a breathless Padre who needs saving. Sara laughs at his predicament. "Here, let me check," offers the Nurse, and takes a f...
Chapter 03: Denisha As an architect, working a sixty-hour week wasn't unheard of, especially if you worked for Brisco Hughes, but for Ben, a sixty-hour week had its perks. His office was next door to a bar and, if necessary, he could take his work there if he was working late. The down side was that his social life was on hold, and at just the wrong time....
Last installment of the story. I enjoyed writing about Alisha and Thomas, but it is time to move on. Sorry about the delay. Thanks for the comments. Oh and sorry about the long break I was busy with school. Alisha walked into her apartment in a daze. "Did I do the right thing," asked Alisha out loud to herself. "Who are you talking to Alisha." Nicole inter...
She'd gone and done it. She dropped the bomb, the "L" bomb. How the hell did this even happen? He was acting weird, she could already tell. Running his hands through his hair, shifting his weight from foot to foot, but most of all avoiding looking at her, looking into her eyes in particular. His face was stricken, he looked shocked, confused and lost all a...
"Kim! Eric hasn't tried anything with you has he?" "What do you mean?" Kim said trying to sound as convincing as possible. "I mean has he tried to fuck you? I heard from Trish that he has a history of doing shit like that." The lump in Kim's throat was so big she almost choked. "No." "Kim? Has-he-tried-anything-with-you?" Rachael's voice barked an air o...
The streets of Ottawa, Ontario, are really burning up. The summer heat is here and I can't keep my ass indoors. I've got to go outside and see what kind of stuff I can get into. My name is Daryl Lucien, and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent. I moved to the Capital region of Canada on November 17 of the year 2008 and have been living there...
I will start off by saying that I am a 42-year-old married, successful businessman that travels four to five times a year each trip typically last three or four days. And did I say I am a closet cross dresser? I've never ventured out in public- and I don't maintain a dressing stash or keep any clothes at the house. If caught I would most likely lose everythi...
It had been six weeks since the country house party where I succumbed to the delights of three different cocks. Alex and I had become firm fuck buddies, enjoying each other's bodies on a weekly basis. Dave and Andy relived our threesome on two further occasions, which were immensely pleasurable and each of the guys spent some time giving it to me just as I l...
I just moved into this nice apartment complex. It was in a nice neighborhood with a beautiful view of the Atlantic Ocean. It was a small place with a one bedroom just for a bachelor like myself. My friends and my brother helped me move my stuff in. I work for a traveling hard rock band that tours around the nation every three months. We would go out and play...
A few years ago I worked for a National Auto Parts Chain. I had a job I dearly loved and was completely devoted to... Seemed as my whole world was tied into making my business grow and prosper, and it did until the day I was released from my position, but that is another story ... This story is of one of the benefits I gained from my tenure... One Hot summ...