Monica Bellucci Stories

2,893 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

Monica's Black Cock Fantasy Pt. 04

by rocket_man on Apr 1, 2020
Loving Wives

This part 4 of Monica's Black Cock Fantasy. In part 1 and 2, Monica, with encouragement from her husband, Chris, realizes her fantasy with Sean, the black 21 year-old pool man. Monica is introduced to Sean's big cock, several times. At the end of part 2 we learn that Sean's apartment lease has expired and he may have to move in with his parents for a month u...

Our Favorite Sports Are Watersports

by libidinal on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

The three-day shoot for the lingerie catalog had been completed, and Monica was able to take the day off and do some shopping in Beverly Hills and Hollywood. Life as a young lingerie model had been good to her, and Monica's success at it had enabled her to buy a small but very cozy beach cottage in Malibu. Everyday she thanked the gods for that perfect body...

Customer Appreciation Day

by sethflag on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was in heaven. The soft comforting sound of piano notes blended with the lavender scent emitting from the yellow candle burning in the corner to create a harmonious mixture. The outside world had been-at least for the next hour-successfully evaded. Instead of traffic noise, am talk radio, cell phone chatter, and air pollution, it was time for soft music, p...

Truth or Dare Ch. 02

by davedadog on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

Chloe sat back against the bed and stretched her legs in front of her while stretching her arms out along the edge of the bed and said with confidence, "Dare." I thought for a moment. Chloe was so confident and I wanted to see how far I could push her, to see if she was bluffing us. "I dare you to take off your shirt." I said coolly. Her confident smile c...

Monica's Black Cock Fantasy Pt. 01

by rocket_man on Mar 31, 2020
Loving Wives

This is a work of fiction; all characters are over 18. It involves interracial sex. If that offends you, skip it. Otherwise, read and enjoy. * Chris and his wife, Monica, lay together one night after a round of sex. "Where were you?" Chris asked, "When I was fucking you," he said, "the look on your face told me you were someplace else. Off in a fantasy."...

Angie's Punishment

by Andrewdust on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She was completely naked, lying across the bench with her wrists and ankles tied to its legs. The padded bench was just big enough for her torso, so her limbs were out of the way with her ass sticking out nicely. She was very pretty, even with the ball-gag in her mouth. Her long blonde hair had been roughly taken out of a ponytail and now it hung down around...

Adventures of a Male Prostitute Ch. 01

by PO469 on Nov 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Jake sat in the living room of his Vista, CA apartment. His mind was going over ways that he could make a living without working a typical 8 to 5 job. Jake was a surfer and he wanted to be able to head for the ocean any time that he heard that the surf was up. He had tried sales but he wasn't very good at it and made very little money. After days of thinking...

Lament

by SilentRogue on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a common lament. There were three of us sitting around the small kitchen table; my wife and I, and a visiting friend, whom I'll call Monica, a single mother of one. It was a Friday night and we were just hanging out, talking, laughing, and drinking wine. I'm not afraid to say that we were a bit on the inebriated side. Rather happily inebriated, in fa...

The Seduction Pt. 02

by Jakebnto on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The Seduction, Part 2, A Jeff and Emma Story "Time to go shopping, Emma." Both Jeff and Emma had been lazing around, enjoying a Wednesday just being home together. Even so, yesterdays little gift remained visible well above their mental horizons. "Shopping? Why on earth do you want to go shopping? What are we shopping for?" "We are going shopping for fun,...

Lovers on Tap

by mintabal3239 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

BALARAM'S TALE OF WOE As the husband I did not quite relish listening to my wife flirting with her friend Dharman. Her bashful, tinkling laughter was especially painful. Equally painful was the tender intonation with which she pronounced the word Dharm, more often than was strictly necessary. I was not eves dropping. The phone in the passage was easily audi...