Fred was walking down the street. Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk. He saw his old friend Fannie. Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk,...
Your plans for the weekend fall through so you have a free weekend; and, even though over 500 miles separates us, we decide to meet for a fun weekend of play. We decide to leave after work and drive until we meet. As we drive, we occasionally text each other to let each other know of our progress toward each other. Also in the texts are things we want to do...
You walked in and there I laid, naked, legs spread. I was rubbing my clit, letting my fingers slip down fingering my own hole. Candles were lit, there was a firry feel to the room. You stood at the foot of my bed watching me. The only words you spoke you whispered. " Nice." I had my toy out, the silver vibrating egg. I glided the egg over my pussy, from ho...
Jane again went out of station on work assignment for a few days. Stacey and Ted were now alone in the big villa. One day, as Stacey came out of the toilet, she was wearing another sexy sleeveless blouse, showing lots of her shoulders and armpit flesh. They immediately were locked in a tight embrace. Ted raised Stacey's one arm and put his face in her armpit...
Angelina has been one of my lady friends since her 18th birthday. Recently, she went by bus to a nearby town to take care of some personal business. The day before she returned, Angelina called me and asked me to pick her up at the bus station, told me how horny she had gotten and suggested that we could go from the bus station to my house and attend to that...
Hello readers, this is Abhay from Pune. I have been curious towards lot of kinky stuff and finally thought to narrate a few fictional fantasy stories of mine. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is a continuation of the previous part, please read part 1, if you have...
Enters the room quietly, making sure to be very silent as to not wake the sleeping form on the bed. Taking a pair of stockings from the draw. Going to the bed at the head board, attaches the stockings. Forming a slip knot loop on the other end of the stockings. Very carefully taking his hand and placing it into the loop of the stocking and tightening it but...
"On-Camera After Bar 69" is the third story of four. It was drawn from experiences of an American white male nude art model named Tom from Cleveland. This filthy white male sex-pig gets a gig as a naked sex-model and publicly engages in sex and mutual rimming with a naked filthy Ukrainian female, Marina, on-camera in a porn studio in Nuremberg, Germany. Weal...
It was almost summer and the end of school. Five black male seniors mostly went by their nicknames, Stick, Junk, Van, Chill, and Gem. All five black boys wore gray or khaki dress-code school slacks, tee shirts, and sneakers. They were tall athletic-looking, and had short haircuts. Two had just turned eighteen, one was eighteen-and-a-half, and two were nine...
Chapter 2: Party Continues Motown music continued to play softly in a living room in the mostly black Cleveland suburb. The exclusive little midsummer party had been going on for about a half-hour and was getting more relaxed and boisterous. It was a hot, sweaty, muggy August day. Partygoers came and went. They were still mostly the half-dozen black men an...