Lydia Bright smiled victoriously as she slid her strap-on dildo into Shane McKay's tight backdoor. The big and tall young Black man groaned as he experienced anal penetration at last. Lydia grinned and stroked Shane's thick rod as she continued fucking him. This was a dream come true for her. The sole Black Cheerleader at University of Calgary was strapping...
This is my second story series. Bear with me while I improve! It revolves around a mature married woman who has to become the family breadwinner after her husband has an accident. She becomes a Secretary for her Husband's Boss. If you are expecting lots of sex you better go elsewhere, this is about setting the scene for future chapters, As usual comments...
Stuart wandered over to the red leather sofa and flung himself down upon it. His leather pants squeaked as they connected with the cushions and his still sweaty skin slipped as his leaned against the arm. "Lydia," Stuart said. "Come sit by me." Stuart patted the seat next to him. Lydia left Thomas, her husband and slave, draped over the ottoman, his arse s...
She was drunk for the funeral. God knows there was no other way she was getting through it. She sat in the third pew, wedged against the wall, ignoring the whispers. There was a wake at the local pub afterwards. She did her best to avoid everyone, and instead focussed on drinking. Cyril had paid for one hell of a bar tab, and she wasn't the only one putting...
From: "Doug.xxxx” To: "Bobbie,yyyyyy" Sent: Saturday, August 10, 2002 9:16 AM Subject: Do I Look Stupid? This gets a little complicated but try to follow me. Lania, a friend of Erika’s, has a boyfriend Dirk who works with ex-convicts returning to society after serving out their term in prison. Now, Dirk has one of his “clients”, who is getting out of his...
By Dan57 and Cih Amit's return Lydia had stayed home during the whole Diwali festival in fear of falling into the clutches of Sir Nigam or Vikash, the police officer. She was still trying to immerse deeper in the Indian civilization : so she had lit up a traditional row of twenty diyas (ghee lamps) to celebrate the return of Rama and the victory of good ag...
A rough breakup with her abusive now ex-boyfriend left Lauren alone, no home, no belongings, no confidence, no job, no money. Sitting in the coffee shop with the classified adds mostly crossed out with the red X's after fruitless calls, she lowered her sights and ego, and looked at openings for live in maids. At least she would have a place to live, make som...
Against the better advice of their friends, Kevin and Rachel had entered into a workplace romance that became a flourishing relationship. The romance then turned into an even more successful working relationship—their marriage coincided with their first of what would be several successful docu-reality series. Their work was a rare success: commercially popul...
Or, "what would Annie Sprinkle do?" *** Everybody here is a grown up; meaning an adult at least eighteen years of age or older. That includes the reader, the author and the fictional characters depicted in the story. Even if some of us don't act as if we are. *** What would Annie Sprinkle do? I thought I knew the answer to that question. I just needed t...
The next Friday Ray and Cindy's new friend Lydia call then and suggested that they all go out for a drink on Saturday evening. It was music to them to know that she wanted to expand the fun that has last weekend. Cindy could hardly wait for the next day as they both were excited to see her again and continue the games. They were now going to be more prepared...