"Don't worry about it" the young blonde woman said as the older man rolled off her naked body muttering. "Fuck it, I'm sorry Christina." "Ian it doesn't matter, please don't beat yourself up. It's only a fuck." They had been in bed for an hour or so. The fifty nine year old married man had made the twenty seven year old divorcee cum three times; once wit...
My Indian friend Farzani has asked me to write an even more humiliating sequel to my first story about her very hairy 'Jungle Pussy' This time she has been kind enough to share with me the most intimate details of her toilet hygiene. Thankyou Farzi, it was an amazing experience! * A week later, the students had hatched their next humiliation for their col...
You are probably tired of this, but the story ‘Very Bad Things’ gives a bit of insight to the events in this story, though, as always, I tried to make it stand alone. Somehow, the stories keep connecting. Probably because I keep reusing the characters. Stories sometimes linger. Bear in mind as you read this: this is a story about people and how they deal w...
The very first time I saw Tiffany Cattrell and her mother Carman was 2 and a half years ago, on the Saturday morning that they moved into my apartment complex, four doors down from me. It was unlike any other moving process I had ever seen before. There were no Ryder trucks or other moving vans or throng of friends and family helping to unload the two women...
Part I: A chance encounter Warm water poured forth from the shower and enveloped Amber's petite frame. It was such a great feeling having the hot spays of water moving down all around her, and a perfect way to feel welcomed back home. Amber had arrived back home after finishing her freshmen year at Seattle University. After completing her last exam, she wa...
The day was dark enough without the addition of the snowfall pelting the ground, blanketing the casket that now held my dear wife of some thirty-five years. I didn't feel the cold however, I was already numb emotionally as I stood there. Standing by my side were my two daughters, Rachel and Kimberly, along with my son Pete home on emergency leave from the s...
*THIS STORY INVOLVES FEMALE INFIDELITY, CUCKOLDING & MALE DOMINATION. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT, DON'T READ IT. MAYBE THE ROMANCE CATEGORY IS FOR YOU * * Harold Lloyd paid the bartender, pulling out a wad of notes. He was attending a company conference with a colleague. He didn't see the woman with the large breasts watching him. Maria was one of 3 hookers w...
"Don't worry about it" the young blonde woman said as the older man rolled off her naked body muttering. "Fuck it, I'm sorry Sammi." "Bob it doesn't matter, please don't beat yourself up. It's only a fuck." They had been in bed for an hour or so. The fifty seven year old married man had made the twenty four year old single girl cum three times; once with...
Who is this persistent bastard dancing with her? He seems to be getting more and more bold, feeling the rhythm of the music. How will he fare? Will he make it through the song? He fears that at the music's conclusion he will just retire back to nurse his beer wishing instead that he could come up behind her and wrap his arms tightly around her startling her...
Thursday evening-- "If that sight isn't enough to curdle your stomach, I don't know what is," Mr. Wallace Roberts, the loud, chunky purchasing rep for Llanfer Industries said as he sat directly across from Jon at a bar table in the hotel lounge. "Christ almighty!" Jon Palmer turned to his right to look at whatever ungodly spectacle Wally the buyer referr...