The General Store was open. Daniel could scarcely believe that those words were true. But true they were, and as another person brushed past him he puffed out his cheeks in wonder that the moment had finally come. He couldn't believe how busy it was. The store practically thronged with people, the chatter loud in such a comparatively small space. They'd al...
"I want you to suck it," Gerald pleaded with Anna as she slid her soft, warm fist up and down the length of his rigid cock. She rolled her eyes at him, replying, "Of course you do. But that wasn't the deal." Her red-nailed right hand ceased its slow, steady pumping and rested momentarily against his balls and pubic hair, fingers tightening around the base o...
"Lick my cunt," said Veronica. Spreadeagled on the hotel bed, my vision was suddenly filled with Veronica's aged, but luscious pussy descending on to my face. She spread her pussy lips deftly, and her enflamed clit zeroed right in on my waiting tongue. She lowered her pussy down firmly on to my face, and then wrapped her hands around my head. I just knew t...
There had been so many aspects of my experience at the theater that had aroused and thrilled me. The watching, and the being watched. The precariousness of being in public, and the presence of strangers. At first, I thought about going back to the theater to try to repeat the experience, but that just didn’t feel right. I sensed I should sort things out a l...
Chapter 11 Peeping Tom It was just after supper; as I headed to an evening class with Professor Sandra Minx. While I wheeled along the path; I could feel my manhood growing; as I thought about my meeting with Cynthia and her mother the previous weekend. The two insatiable women had worn me out. By the time I reached the building where the class was being h...
The Dare II: Nakedness—Not Quite At the door....Absolutely naked.... Well....not quite.... There was the white fur; the white boots; the white thigh-highs; and, the tassled belt....there was the white fur beret....So.... 'absolutely naked'? only...sorta.... Before she rang the bell, she stood there...for a long time—five...ten minutes.... She stood there...
OK then, here we go! My heroine, the insatiably erotic Judi, is ready with Part Three from the collection of short stories I call, TASTY BITES OF PINK SUGAR. And the good news is that you don't need to have read the first two parts to enjoy this bawdy tale of a wildly sexual fantasy weekend. But, if you want to backtrack, Part Two was titled, WHO SAYS I DON'...
My mind was still reeling from the events of last week...my own mother completely destroyed my relationship with my girlfriend Lisa. I was rocked by the finding that my mother not only had a dick, but an absurdly massive one at that, and to my shame and disgust...I found myself masturbating nearly every night at the memory of what I saw. Just the thought of...
"Doctor?" Clara said by rote. "Why are we at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893?" The Doctor looked up from a read-out on the TARDIS's console that did not do much more, in point of fact, but play Flappy Bird. "Now, that's hardly fair. When we weren't here ten minutes ago, you didn't ask why we weren't at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893." "It's just that we seem to c...
"I guess this puts a crimp in our plans, now?" I inquired of Kitty, as Lauren was admitted to the ship's infirmary. "Not at all!" she exclaimed. As if on cue, two camera crews arrived, and Kitty pointed. "Get in there and film it." she instructed. "I want multiple angles, and I want one right up her cunt when that kid pops out, got it?" "Are you serious...