Tracy was still kissing Mark and cupping his balls in her dainty little hand until they heard Hank talking to Mr. Davis out in the bedroom. They quickly stopped talking and both of them took another peek through the crack in the door. "I want to thank you for allowing me to eat your lovely girlfriend out, Hank. She is as adorable as they get!" Hank had a b...
The rest of the week flew by and it was Friday afternoon and Mark was searching through his collection of wine. Faith had gone out to a nail salon and had her new things laid out on a chair in their bedroom. Mark finished with the wine and checked the time and decided to look at the things Faith had bought. There was a new green dress across the back of th...
Authors Note: This story takes place in an alternate reality, where there are no STD's, no AID's and sex is a joyful and happy experience. This story depicts sex between a wife and men who are not her husband. If that is not your cup of tea, then why read it, move on. About Last Night... Mark and Susan were lying in bed, just enjoying the morning sun as it...
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Characters. Mark: The protagonist. Alexa: Mark's Girlfriend. Finn: Mark's Best Friend. Mandingo: Promiscuous Black Guy. Stella: The Girl That Has A Crush On Finn. =========================== In Las Vegas, Nevada, where Mark lives, Mark is 26 years old. He graduated from The University of Nevada, business school, he is the most friendly, kindest guy y...
Please check the tags on this story, if they don't appeal to you then this story will only annoy you. If you read it despite knowing you don't like this stuff I'll presume you're a masochist. No matter what, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. *** Mark Sparks loved to play practical jokes. He'd play them on friends, family, acquaintances, co-worker...
"Oh, Mark, please let me open this one," Cadence begged as she skipped about with spunky energy. "Please, please, please. You've gotten to open them all so far, and I haven't gotten a single one." "That's because I'm the leader, you dumb bitch," Mark growled as he struggled to drag a sack full of looted treasure that was easily five times his weight. "I get...
Please note that this is a hard core cuckold story and about a black man fucking a white married woman. If you read any further I will know and so will everyone else that you like this sort of story. You have been told. I would really like to thank WhiteWave48 for the help with proofing and correcting this story. I know she is extremely busy but still took...
Chapter 1 Mark Withers sat on the edge of his sofa in his livingroom, leaning over the coffee table in front of him. On the floor between his feet was an open cardboard box. Strewn about on the coffee table were letters, photographs, greeting cards and various other momentous that his ex-girlfriend, Denise, had given him. He and Denise had broken up just ov...
Mark woke up early that Saturday. He looked over at Faith's end of the bed and it was empty. It felt very strange not having his wife beside him. He'd hoped for a moment he was dreaming but remembered everything about the yacht they were staying on. Mark looked at the clock. It was eight and Faith said she'd be home around noon. He got up and made coffee an...