A Night to Remember by Goober After waking up and having a cup of coffee, my wife comes up to me and rubs my ass and reaches up to kiss me and says, "Want to have some fun tonight?" and then gooses me. I start to get hard immediately. "Yes, you know I do," I reply. And grab her ass and squeeze. "Good! After you take your workout pill, I know it takes abo...
I have saved up my money for an "All Out Vacation". My destination is a smaller-large city in a legal weed state. I have only packed a few toiletries, along with a couple of slutty outfits and wigs. I am 50 and I stand 5'8" 140 lbs. with semi well-defined legs. Even at my age, I can still fill the rod as solidly as I could 30 years ago. The trade-off is I ca...
"So, this talk of marriage, were you in earnest? I mean, we barely met, after all," I inquired of Vittoria as we showered together now. "Si, signor. We're locked down together for a good while now, but that's for the best. By the time that it's done, you'll wonder what you ever did without me. Trust me on that, Signor Anton Mancini," Vittoria assured me wit...
I had just finished sucking Morris' black cock when he showed me that Madame and my sister were watching the entire encounter. I was naked and soaked with his morning piss as well as have my face covered in my cum and spittle. He playfully slapped my arse and told me I should go talk to Madame. As I walked I felt every step as his piss squished in my stocki...
Olivia spun around in high heels just to see the petticoat swirl its layers in front of the floor mirror. Unlike the full-out 'sissymaid' one he had the moderate sized petticoat had the ruffles move into a sheerness at the panty-waistline while its length reached only his upper thighs. In the process of readying for the early evenings duties with the stockin...
Note to Readers: Yes, it is long. I am not good at writing short stories. I am who I am. I like getting into the mind of my characters too much to sacrifice their chance to live for the sake of a quick wank. This is a story that has been in my head since I was a young, not-so innocent, teenage girl. It is part one of a two part story. I'm not sure if I'll...
Do not try this at home! And don't read it if you are under eighteen years old as it is a story written for adults and not kiddies and contains words of a sexual nature that you will misunderstand. Although this story is set in the same Universe as my 'Making Dreams Come True' stories and features some of the same characters and locations, you do not need to...
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I woke up in the middle of the night having to pee. Ms. Laura was fast asleep, the events of the day having worn her out as much as I. the room was dark and everything was quiet. The only light showed threw the curtain or the red glow of the alarm clock. 3:22 it was far from sun rise. Inching my way out of bed I watch carefully for Ms. Laura to be disturbed...
QUICK NOTE TO LOVERS OF CHAPTER ONE: This will NOT be a foot fetish/foot worship chapter, but these themes will return for the next chapter. Chapter four continues the focus on a medical kink. ***** "We'll require a semen sample now, George," said Miss Jones, leaning over me, as I inhaled her sweet perfume scent. "Yes, Miss," I said, breathless, looking u...