My name is Jeremy Hoosier. I'm 29 and extremely rich. I own a very successful sex toy company and I live in Los Angeles, California. I used to fuck my secretary, Teresa. Recently she decided enough was enough because I have a fiancee. Her name is Monica. A porn star. Teresa has a boyfriend. We (Teresa and I) fell in love but she didn't want to ruin eithe...
The black girl was moaning now, ending with a soft "Ungh!" when Tye reached the end of his penetration, pushed a little then, and started his pull-out. Her first lover, the older man, still played with her thigh and breasts, getting little giggles in the overall moaning and groaning. It looked fascinating. But I was being ignored! No way. If I couldn't have...
Hello, there. James Marceau here. A tall, dark and handsome black stud with a fascinating story to share with you. I'm a business executive currently vacationing in the city of Boston. And this is what I do during vacation. Everybody loves anal sex regardless of religious affiliation. That's what I set out to prove when I decided to hook up with some of t...
Part Eight of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Cracking along now; no more than eight months late... The Twelve Lays of Xmas Eight Maids A-Milking Early to bed, early to rise. Well, almost. It's hard work receiving this many presents. Imagine how many thank you notes I have to write. I made breakfast at about 6am - and far too much of it too, f...
I pulled into the parking lot and turned off my car. The sun was dazzling. It was a hot early autumn afternoon, nearly eighty degrees out, and I still hadn't gotten my air-conditioning fixed. The weather would turn cooler soon enough and then I wouldn't have to get it fixed until spring, I thought. I sat there with the windows rolled down. My t-shirt stuck t...
Cheating and Rivals – Part 30 "I have a meeting at CATF this week," Mike told Jen at their loft apartment after getting home. "I've set it up with Maggie. She'll watch Anna while you're working. I'll be back by Wednesday, Thursday at the latest." "Oh okay," Jen said. "I'd rather you didn't see Frank while I'm away," Mike said. "I won't baby," Jen ass...
The bright spotlights flared to life; illuminating the gaudy and somewhat dated 70's style game show set that filled the stage of a bustling TV studio. Multicoloured lights lined every step, wall and surface; the bright bulbs blinking and flashing to such a degree they'd have epileptics across the land going into shock at the drop of a hat. A tacky, badly c...
CHAPTER 23 - IT COULD ONLY HAPPEN IN SAN FRANCISCO I drove in the direction of my own bank, knowing that there were other competing banks within walking distance of it. I figured if I opened various accounts near each other it would be easier in the long run. The competing banks included some of the usual suspects: Chase, Bank of America and Wells Fargo. A...
Author's note: This chapter should answer some of your questions. This story isn't about a size queen or a cuckold. It's about the torment the couple goes through, in particular the husband, being from his point of view. Many of you jumped at the chance to call me a racist. That is truly a sad commentary on our society. Just so you know, my wife was a dif...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. This story...