"Eat me, Linda!" Karen roared. "Eat my pussy!" "I will, I will!" Linda gurgled, burying her pretty young face into the wetness of Karen's burning cunt, licking avidly over Karen's slippery opening. As if in tribute to the actions of her tongue, her ass was wiggling around, shaking as Clark's prick fucked deep into its boiling depths. Karen moaned as Lind...
I was like a kid on Christmas. This new ability was fucking awesome. I couldn't stop playing with it as the day wound on. I hadn't a single thought for verb conjugation, integrals, or moments of inertia. Instead I focused on teasing the goth chick's nipples, fondling the cheerleader's thighs, and caressing the sexy, bronzed shoulders of my Spanish teacher. E...
Mrs. Pearce is turning out to be an incredible lay, and I haven't even fucked her yet, Josh thought as he stood in the bedroom, waiting for her to emerge from the bathroom, where she had gone to clean up. She had been fully responsive to his touch throughout, willing to go along with his every suggestion, whether he said them to her or simply indicated with...
I'm back after a Hiatus. Life gets in the way. This story is inspired both by real events with one lover and a particularly vivid dream about a co-worker. Names have been changed... blah blah... Enjoy, and please, take a second to let me know what you think. -Martin ***** The door opened to reveal a beautiful, well dressed brunette, wrapped in a tailored d...
Ann Bishop was a prison guard. Mustering out of the Army gave her a shot at the civil service, but six and a half feet of ice eyed infantry with the ability dead lift her body weight made her less than desirable for those portions of the civil service that prided themselves on the trapping of civilization. Thugs on the other hand were in demand in correction...
I awake the next morning to find I have rolled over during the night, my head on Anne's shoulder, my hand on top of the sheet just below her breasts. She is on her back, left hand on my forearm and the other unaccounted for, although the slight movement of her hips gives me a good idea as to where it is. I can't feel Tim's body behind me, and I have to guess...
This is a five chapter romantic crime thriller, where Michael and Libby fall in love whilst solving the problem of who set Michael up and where is the file that can prove her fathers innocence. There is romantic one on one sex and some sexy flirtations in this story. * Libby's eyes fluttered open as she awoke slowly, every muscle in her body aching from sl...
Chapter Twenty Three Intrepid - 3754 C.E. "Isaac, isn't it?" the Special Operations Officer asked the naked man sitting on a chair opposite him and who was gently restrained by a low intensity force field. "And where do you come from exactly?" The Holy Crusader might have been defeated but he retained his pride and dignity, despite the humiliation of his c...
He put on his swimsuit, grabbed his towel and headed out to the pool. While on his rounds he looked through the window on the door to the indoor pool and spotted her towel laid out on the tile. They met usually once a week to get in some laps and talk about life. They'd been doing it since he began working as the gym's night watchman. Technically he wasn't s...
I called Steven from the car on the way to his house. "Hello?" "Hey you. How goes dinner?" "Hi beautiful! It's going. I never asked; anything other than mushrooms you're allergic to?" "Nope. Listen, is there anything you want I should bring?" "Nah, I think I've got everything I need. Well, except you, of course." "You don't need me, Steven." "W...