Gayle and I were relaxing naked on her bed. She was having a drink and smoking a cigarette while I was just enjoying the buzz that I had from having consumed nearly two full glasses of Jack after having had anal sex for the first time. The next thing that I know, the doorbell rang and Gayle scurried off the bed putting on her nightgown. In walks Vinnie with...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) "I don't mind that most people think I'm really obese," she murmured to me as she started to slide out of her muumuu. "But I want you to know the truth. I want you to know the real me. I hope you don't mind my little deception." She was grinnin...
Chapter 15: Room Service Danger was on his back home from visiting his aunt and uncle over the fourth of July long weekend. It was late Sunday night and he still a long drive ahead of him so when he saw a small roadside motel just outside a small town he decided to pull in for the night. The motel was called the MacDonald Inn and appeared to be a family run...
Note- This tall tale is purely fictional and does not portray actual events. Inspired by one of my favourite adult movie stars, sadly now retired. xxx Ashlynn had been kept waiting for a good hour and the attractive blonde was in a foul mood. The former porn star, now turned real estate agent, had arrived at the tenement building on SW 158th Street in Okl...
Welcome back to Calder House, the place Ladies are finished and below stair girls are whipped into service. The staff are also dealt with harshly should they step out of line by Mr. and Mrs. Broadwood who ruled the staff as well as the inmates with the strap. The only difference was the staff were whipped in private for any indiscreet actions, private bei...
Please check out my other stories and the stories I wrote under the name Mailbuman666. * Ever since I can remember, Charlie -- my husband, has been pestering me to tell him my fantasies. I don't know why, but even though I'm open-minded and willing to help him realise his fantasies I've always been very reserved about revealing my own. I don't really know...
Hi, I'm Fred, 59 years old and a widower for two years. I lost my wife in a car crash and since then I must admit, it's been pretty lonely. You see, when you get to this age it's not easy to go out and meet other people, I'm not exactly into the club scene and the pubs in my area seem to cater for the younger set, all TV's and arcade games. I do go to the Br...
A bazillion thanks to thatsbogus, as good of an editor as he is a writer. This is the second Convertible story, written as a standalone - the first story is recapped in the intro, but I encourage you to read the first one anyway. ++++++++++++++++++++++ My name is Jacob Leopold. I'm 32, and live in Menlo Park, California. I'm a Penn State grad with a Maste...
Just what is a man supposed to do when he walks in the door expecting to find his pretty wife waiting for him and it seems she isn't? Some guy I didn't know from Adam is in my fucking closet still sporting the remains of a hard on? Hell, I was a good and faithful husband! Sure, I looked and things like that but I never acted on any of those thoughts. Well...
In his dream, she was nude. Long honey-gold hair cascaded down across her shoulders, partially hiding her breasts, and extending nearly to her waist. Her complexion was soft and warm. She had beautiful green eyes, well raised cheek bones, a short, pert nose, with full, naturally pink lips. Apart from the luxurious mane on her head, the rest of her body seeme...