"You're sure you're okay with this, Aaron?" Aaron, dressed in bright yellow wellies, skin-tight jeans, and a crisp white tee clutched her face between his hands and gave Lilly a lingering kiss. "Sweetheart, I was the one who offered. Don't be getting any ideas that I want this any less than you two." Lilly nodded. John, to her right, squeezed her hand re...
Tasha avoided Tony's eyes and shuffled her bare feet awkwardly on the cold tiles of the foyer. Tony cleared his throat and tried to catch her eye with a smile. She returned it, absentmindedly brushing at a lock of black hair that wasn't there. All her hair was still swept back in a white crested wave thanks to the cum-bath she'd taken on the way there and th...
**** The following is a story with a bunch of dirty kinks. Don't read this if women playing in mud, messing themselves, and doing this around other people is not your thing. Or maybe do. But you only have yourself to blame at the end if messy, watersports, and scat kinks aren't you're thing**** * Lucius got out of his car. It was wet, rainy, and somewhat c...
Chloe Grace Moretz walked into the spa room, ahead she saw Michael and a large pool of runny warm mud. She took off her denim jacket and threw it to the side gently, then she approached Michael and hugged him tightly from behind. "Hey sweetie, you okay?" said Chloe softly, stroking his arm affectionately. Michael turned round, returning the hug eagerly "Ye...
"Julie!" called out Martina, struggling to lean up and look at her phone. The Latina was propped up against the wall, her gigantic near-yard-diameter belly engulfing most of her legs. The phone was sitting atop her stomach. A brunette with long legs squealed and came over to me. I put my hands on the wide ass in front of me as Julie bent over the bench-isl...
I think Red ate anything coming in his mouth in a copious gesture, while I went for sensual flavor. I returned my tongue to his panting rectal opening and tried again to taste my love's insides. He squirmed at the delicate feelings. "Oh, Carla, more, lick harder, ohhhh." "Red, you taste so unbelievable. I can find garlic and even olive oil in your waste. Y...
Kent held his book in one hand and scraped dirt off the side of his sneaker with a stick he held in the other. Deciding to read his assigned chapter on a bench in front of the English building on the nicest day of the year was a big mistake, Kent thought. Waaaaaaaaaaay too easy to get distracted out here. A deep purr caught Kent’s ear and grew louder as an...
This is a chapter from a novel. I penned this work a year ago. However, it has a certain charm. It's set in the 1820's in post Colonial New Jersey, where I grew up. I swear I know these characters, and actually they are local historical characters and I know where they are buried. I have played on their graves. Garrett Cortelyou was a Revolutionary War soldi...
It had happened when she was very young, so young that all she could remember of the accident that had claimed her parents' lives were just flashes... and pain. The pain wasn't something that had happened to her physically—the person who found her and rescued her from the smoldering wreck found her relatively unscathed—the pain was from the shock of the acci...
My name is Claire Fullerton, I am event groom for Hilary Furness-Smyth one of the UK's top riders, I am also her lover having left my previous life as an app developer to pursue love and my more bizarre tastes. When I last wrote to you I shared the story of the day when Sarah, Hilary's other full time groom and part time lover, double crossed me. She made H...