This is a work of fiction and all characters are fictional. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is completely coincidental. This story contains some very mild watersports. If this offends please do not read. British English terminology is used throughout. If you are unable or unwilling to deal with this, please avoid reading. Prologue I was sat with...
Robyn: She was almost on the table. Moaning. Lips very close to my ear, hot breath on my neck. Fingernails dragging lazily along my cock. Enough pressure to keep me hard, not enough to make me cum. This is not what I had in mind... Her name is Robyn, and she works with Olga. She was half naked, her fat, full breasts pressed against my ribs, her groin grin...
After nearly 30 years of marriage, I guess you could say that sex had become pretty boring. Back in the day we had a pretty wild sex life where almost anything was on the table. Everything from fucking in the car in parking lots, to anal and shoving toys up both of our asses. Pretty sure Kate had had her pierced clit fingered or sucked by more than a few hoo...
Camilla arrived at Luvlee's at about ten to six that Friday; when she got to the bar, she got naked as usual. A man with a suitcase walked up to her and asked if she was Camilla. When she nodded, he told her he was a photographer, and he opened his suitcase to show her his portfolio. She wasn't impressed with the quality of his photos, and when she gave him...
If perfect grammar is your thing, this story may not be. This is the second half of a story that is my first attempt at a kind of "stream of consciousness" flow, so I took some liberties with the punctuation. I fantasize more in words than images, so this is what happens when it comes out on the page. If you like it please let me know…vote! Naked "Strip."...
“Yes…. yes…okay. No, I can’t…..you know I can’t!…..Oh, yes please. That would be wonderful……….eleven o’clock?…..Me too………..ER…NO, SORRY, I THINK YOU MUST HAVE THE WRONG NUMBER…. THAT’S ALL RIGHT. GOODBYE.” Linda O’Sullivan replaced the receiver quickly and glanced nervously over at her husband as he stood framed in the doorway. He was looking directly at he...
Hey everyone, I have another request here for you. Contains the usual: futa, celebs, sexiness. Also some large sizes and such. Everyone is over 18, comments and feedback are, of course welcome. Enjoy! *** *Knock* The sound reverberated through the apartment, causing the occupants to groan. Both of them were firmly in bed, wrapped in layers of blanket a...
Mountain High - The Sun Was Warm on Her Back She looked down at his veiny cock, pink and stiff in the morning sun. His eyes were closed and lips smiling. The cabin door was open to let the sun and warm morning air inside. She supposed that breakfast would be needed. "You are thinking. That is not permitted. Your high class cunt needs him and you know it....
People call me BC. Big Cat. A nickname I've had since I was a boy. However, during my years at Art College I was known as 'Fluffer'. These are my diaries of that time. Fluffer's tales. * Imogen, my long-term girlfriend, had dumped me. With a lack of pride that shames me still, I continued chasing her like some desperate puppy until eventually she got some...
Several weeks had passed since both Jimmy and Cheryl's first appointments with Sue, and the response had been incredible! She was booked solid with appointments due to Jimmy's handing out her business cards on campus, and Cheryl being part of a peer discussion group. Both had also returned for followup sessions as well. Most of her clientele had now shifted...