9:15 p.m. During part one, Cinnamon enjoyed phone sex with George. In part two, her boss Bill ate her pussy. In part three, Cinnamon takes a late lunch break and visits her lover Mark at a motel. Part 4 concluded with Mark fucking Cin’s ass. During Part 5, Mark fucked Sally as Cinnamon watched and masturbated. In Part 6, Sally ate Cinnamon. Cinnamon could...
It takes hours to write these stories but only seconds to vote and send a message. Thanks to all of those wonderful people who send messages. It does make a difference. Please enjoy. You help fuck a friend’s wife and cum all in her cunt and you end up buying their motel. As Ned Kelly said “Such is Life”. Hello I am Marcus Root. I own a small Motel in the R...
Twenty-Sixth Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales This weekend, we visited relatives out of town. WAY out of town. As in 10 hours of driving to get to their house. During our visit, our relatives and us took our son (age 12) to a mall, for back-to-school clothes. While there, I spotted this shimmering, satiny silver man's mesh shirt, with hun...
Many thanks Jedbeaker for the editing of this story and for his suggestions. * It was a sad day, indeed, a very sad Friday for me. Within a few minutes I would see if my life had turned into a mess out of my control. The only thing to do for the time being was to wait and see if the expected crap would really happen. However, I wasn't any poor wimp who w...
Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story. This will be a rather lengthy and m...
Dale from the Nude Beach and Motel Owner BP or FINGER FUCKING FRIENDS CAN BE FUN Random things I recently learned and was taught. I guess I can tell about some of our past games if hubby Denny helps me remember it all. Hubby said we shouldn't tell names or places anyway. Since it's fresh on my mind I'll tell about a few recent games and things I liked. De...
I met Natascha at a club in Brazil. As a woman with a Russian father and an Afro-Brazilian mother, she had a very exotic and intoxicating look. Her curly blonde, shoulder length hair topped off a slightly tanned and perfectly proportioned body. The mutual attraction was obvious and after a few drinks and a great conversation we decided to go to a motel. (A B...
She is headed to Canada, worn out from the amazing night before. Her head is still spinning, having just hung up the phone from his amazing voice. The drive was long, she decided to stop in Mauston, WI at about 4 that afternoon to rest. She just could not go any further. She got a motel room and immediately undressed and fell asleep. After sleeping a few ho...
The story that I'm about to tell you is true, as to the basic facts. I have changed the names of the people, the town, and the motel, so that where this happened, and who the people are, will not be evident to those who know this family. The year is 1962. The yearly wage for a policeman or an insurance adjuster is five thousand, two hundred dollars a year....
Chapter 2: To Please Her Man And May was thinking about it when she awoke in the motel across the lake from the college of her current teaching post. The occasion was one of her annual get-togethers with Deke, her adored professor from her university in up-state New York. He had thought of May as his leading grad student and created unusual pre-professional...