Beth Smith was 55 year old and lived in a small town. She was a sexy African American woman with long thick gray hair. She was very fit for her age. She worked out every day and jogged. Her body was nice and tone. She didn't look like a body builder but more like a fitness trainer. She stood 6.3 in heal and had long thick legs and thick butt. She had a juice...
Unlike many in the business you're not a loan shark, you charge 'competitive rates' and only choose those who can pay you back. Possibly because of this you're not loaded either. But you're fair and frequently give extensions making you almost a respected member of the community. Which considering your job is no small feat. Of course there are always acciden...
Society is full of women who happily live their lives fulfilling the roles that have been set forth for them: mother, co-worker, boss, friend. You pass by them on the street and they seem completely normal; in fact, you probably don't give them a second look. They're the rule-followers, conformers, keepers of the status quo. Without them, and their male coun...
Welcome to the Diary of Lust. Please choose a character and tell us her story, which is of course filled with sexual adventures at every turn, be it consensual or not. Now let's start by choosing your heroine. Disclaimer : The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. Nobody in this story, and no outfit or corporatio...
If you have not followed the story so far (see Twin Summer Ch 07), we are bunch of 18 year old's about to leave school and currently on a Duke of Edinburgh Camping trip in beautiful Dorset. * Early to bed and early to rise is the order of the day when you go camping. The flaps of the tent were still open when I awoke naked in a tangle of limbs, the summer...
*Hello All. This is the first story I had written since September 2011. This is based on a comment Tonguelust made regarding her "daddies" and I was able to make a story about it. This contains a gangbang...but the real story happens afterwards. Please make sure you rate it at the end.* * She was pure sex. I know you've heard that before and on a site l...
In my letter to my former wife, I finished: "Raised Quaker, I cannot allow myself to be consumed by hate, but I am deeply disappointed by the you-that-is-now, who was and is a gang-banging corporate and private whore. I still love Miola, the you-that-maybe-used-to-be, who I stupidly believed was a loving wife, but those feelings will fade as time passes. Go...
Chapter 4: Brought it On Myself After the threesome, Gwen didn't seem to want to hang out anymore. The next time Brian came to visit, she would find things for them to do so that we wouldn't all be hanging out in the same room together. This was probably a good idea on her part, since whenever we did happen to be in the same room, Brian would try to get my...
I’d been sitting at home for far too long, and on a whim, I decided to go out to the local club in town. While hooking up would have been nice, I was mainly looking to just get the hell out of my stuffy apartment and let loose for a while. I threw on a pair of slightly faded khakis, pulled a ribbed t-shirt on over my frame and headed out. Along the way, I pl...
It was February the thirteenth, and Cupid was depressed. After years of trying, Psyche, the nympho from down the street, had finally agreed to go on a date with him. The problem was that she wanted to go out on Valentine's Day, the only day of the year he absolutely had to work. There was no way he could help the mortals fall in love and have time for a trys...