Breakfast is similar to yesterday; only this time Chris makes scrambled eggs. Without onions, though, and also without caria, but with milk. It tastes a bit tasteless; maybe next time I'll have to take care of that. The salt and pepper, standing on the table, can only do so much. Although it is Monday, Chris stays at home. He has taken the week off to stay...
Chapter 1 Donna is a 40 year old housewife, mother, and member of a secretarial pool. Thanks to the belittling her husband gives her about her plump/full figure - she feels more like 50, but time has been kind to her, as her face still has an early 30's look to it. Sex has been more of a chore (done once weekly) since her 2nd child was born and her only out...
I love my body and, as the years pass and pass, I find my self always impressed with it's growth. I am bit thin but definitely bulked up. I have some nice facial hair growing and my other hair is looking pretty good. I was admiring myself through a mirror in a bathroom at the Barstow County Train Station when I went into an old stall and reminisced on past...
Hi. This is my first story. Please feel free to email me if you like it. Thank you for reading it. My name is Ashley. I'm 22, five foot six, 120 pounds, with shoulder length black hair, dark eyes, and a complexion that is best described as tan. My breasts are what usually grab men's attention. I've been blessed with firm, high 34D cups. I have also been tol...
Here is Part 7 of Romping on Winter Break. As usual, if you are enjoying the series, please comment or send me a message. Enjoy. MaiaEmpire *** Day 7 I took a deep breath through my nose as I woke up on my back and stretched. Brooke had stayed cuddled against me with her head resting on my shoulder all night. Last evening's activities flashed through my...
Dee walked through the lobby of the hotel on Lex's arm, feeding her arousal as she watched other men's eyes devour her. Lex had pushed all the right buttons upstairs in his room, she always oozed sex but he had turned everything up a notch, she was wet, craving cock, dressed to thrill, her breasts bared with every step she took as her loosely tied halter swa...
WARNING: This story contains EXTREME examples of fictional racism. If you are not okay with racial slurs or this type of raceplay, then please for the love of god don't leave some half-brained comment expressing your hate...just move on. It is important to remember that all themes and subjects covered in this story are completely FICTIONAL. This story does n...
Recalling my 12 month relationship with Elaine is a great source of sexual fantasy to this day and something I still masturbate over all the time. I have strong images of things we did together even though her taste and smell has faded after all these years. I've never really had such an openly dirty relationship with anyone since though I went close with...
Author's note: I'll admit, I'm not a huge fan of metal or the Butcher Babies. Actually, I hadn't heard of them before a week or so ago, but the short version is this: they're a metal band led by two women who (used to) perform wearing nothing but electrical tape on their nipples. They don't do it so much now, as I understand it, but you can still find plenty...
A problem began for me as soon as I discovered the pleasures of the solitary vice. Since I couldn't make a deposit into nature's intended receptacle, what should I do with the stuff? It was sticky, it smelled, and it made wet spots on just about everything. Toilet paper (T.P.) provided the initial solution. I'd sneak small piles of T.P. into my room and hid...