Jenn stirred from a deep slumber, awakened not by sound, it was a quiet Sunday morning, their bedroom's available light subdued by thick closed drapes. Her heavy eyelids fluttered open, momentarily remembering the dream of being on a raft surrounded by water. The urgent need to pee painfully prompted the naked girl to get up. Curled up next to her man, she...
This here is the story of Belle. A plain-faced, thick-bodied, wide-hipped, big-bottomed, blonde-haired, green-eyed, alabaster-skinned plumper from a small Iowa town. Belle had never been what anyone considered pretty. All her life, she'd been the fat chick who never gets to have any fun. The chubby loner. The lonely plumper. And many other fun euphemisms. On...
G'day, This is only my second attempt at an Anal story although many of my other efforts in other categories have featured some backdoor action. It's only short and would be better described as a scene rather than a full blown story. I'm sure I read somewhere that "writing is ten percent inspiration and ninety percent perspiration." For me, an amateur scr...
"Wake up." In an abandoned building that had once been a warehouse, a girl with red skin watched another girl's eyes blink open. "Please, wake up. And don't wake up any of the others. I need to talk to you." "What--who are you?" "I can't remember. It hurts so much. But the Commander says that I was called Meg." "Meg?" The girl on the floor stared at her...
Copyright 2012 by madengineer3 When I was under a year old my mother died. My father wasn't comfortable around infants and did not have the money for a nanny or such. He had an adoption agency find a good home for me. I was adopted by the Aziz family. My name became Sarai Aziz. They were of middle-Eastern origin and were Christians. Few people realize that...
It all started several months ago. Well, it started long before that; as long as I can remember. But that morning, between the white sheets and half awake, I peak at my nude husband. I stare, getting glimpses of his long and proud penis dangling between his legs as he shaves; the rounded head that I like to suck. Although neither of us have interest in s...
The summer had come and things were getting really tough, man. My name is Jackson, and I'm a black man living in Alabama. I've done every type of job from train driver to cab driver and truck driver. I've also been a cook and a street fighter. These days, I'm hustling, I guess. Acquiring cheap merchandise through illicit means and selling them at high prices...
I had given Gary about half an hour watching porn to get even hornier after I had played my mean little trick, which incidentally was just enough time for me to play with myself once and get my pussy worked up again for what was to come next. I walked in, the lesbians on the screen were now shoving a large dildo into their helpless playmate, and Gary lay the...
Mel was sitting on the corner of the cheap hotel king-size bed. Aroused, nervous, simply scared by the whole story, he still wanted it to happen. Once a lifetime dream, now a striking reality -- it was all here, from the remote sound of the cars passing by to that filthy, nasty smell of the motel building... "Hi, my name is Melinda. I am a young closet cros...
All decked out to showcase my voluptuous curves, I'm sitting in an armchair in the presidential suite at Portland's Paramount Hotel, sipping champagne. I check my new Tiffany watch. It's 2:31 pm on September 18. Any moment now. I shift excitedly in my chair. I've been wet ever since I left work early for a "doctor's appointment." With each passing month, I...