Please note that what follows includes depictions of activities from an extreme Japanese fetish film, specifically a vomit scene. If this doesn't sound good to you, you might want to read a different story. *** Peter dropped me off at the porn studio near Little Tokyo. He was on the way to the Getty Museum to check out some art for the afternoon. We'd meet...
(San Francisco) We pulled up to the RV office in South San Francisco which was located just west of the airport and the attendant took us to our parking space and hooked up our utilities. It was still fairly early so we decided to take a nap and then shower and get dressed for dinner. Some friends had told us that we shouldn't miss going to Parisi's for din...
Coming up around the next bent I saw her a few hundred yards further up the crest walking alongside her mountain bike. As I came closer I noticed how it seemed to be taken a lot of effort for her to even walk up the steep hill and when I passed her and saw the fatigue on her face I stopped immediately to offer my help. "Are you ok?" I asked. She had stopp...
This story is fantasy, not intended to offend at all, no hidden negative messages to any group of people: it's JUST a fetish. Saying that, I'd greatly appreciate feedback, suggestions, comments, prefer private messages as I like to directly communicate with those that send messages. Everyone in this story is of the legal age limit (18 years or older). ***...
INTRODUCTION — All people in this story are over the age of 18 and all sex is described as it happened unless I've forgotten something. I can remember most of the sex but there were a few times I was too drunk to be sure. Oh yeah, there is a lot of dialectic slang thrown in here in so please don't ask me if I was born in China or if I am a native speaker. Ok...
Kathleen drifted slowly up from sleep. Gems of reflected sunlight from the crystal chandelier in their bedroom, danced across the ceiling. Sleep, blessed sleep. She couldn't get enough. She was always tired. Her once glowing golden tresses hung over her shoulders, limp and mousy. She knew she was ill. The doctors Dion had brought had all tried to convince he...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. ***** I wore a thin tank top and very short skater skirt to travel in. I'd thought about wearing less but decided that it might not really be appropriate and I didn't want to embarrass daddy. James...
Although neither of us really wanted to get up, Sofia placed her soft hands on my chest, propped herself up, and eventually rolled off from on top of me. My mostly deflated slick cock popped free from her greedy lips, the remainder of my cum dripping from her dilated opening. I rolled onto my side and rested on my elbow so that once again my face was just in...
Once upon a time in a land long forgotten there was a Sultan named Brano. He was the richest Sultan who ever lived and could afford many many wives. He had a harem full of the most beautiful women in the world. But his heart belonged only to the Sultana, Nirtasia, who was like no other woman. She had flowing red hair and green eyes, and her body was voluptuo...
A sharp slap to my (oh so sore) bare butt brought an abrupt end to my much-needed nap. My eyes shot open and darted around the room taking inventory of all the 'evidence' I'd left laying about. The butt plugs. . . The tube of k-y jelly. . . The cucumber. . . My laptop. . . My laptop! It was still on! A wave of panic washed over me as I tried desperate...