Many thanks to Sexy_Curves for helping me write this story! * "I sense there is still much more to your story, child. Please, continue. It is imperative that you reveal just how far down the path to hell you have gone, so that our Lord may give you enough strength to return to Him." He snuck a peak at the tape recorder, which was still rolling. Plenty of...
Christopher didn't mind being a lazy person. He rather enjoyed it… until his mother got a hold of him. Last week he had decided to watch a football game with a few college friends instead of mowing the lawn for his next door neighbor, Miss Anderson. Later that evening, Christopher went to Miss Anderson's house and attempted to convince her that he had mowed...
I have this fantasy. I revisit it a lot. It never fails to arouse me to the point where I am frantic for it. * In my fantasy I and a large group of horny, hard, lecherous men play a board game. And I'm the board. I imagine it a lot like the drinking game Kings Cup. The deck of cards is laid out face down on the table, scrambled about, and each has a task...
The old crone sat with her back turned, cackling softly to herself over gods-knew-what and slowly stirring a cauldron full of mysterious meat and other foul-smelling things. Valda glared at her from behind the last patch of brush in the ravine, trying to determine if she was the lich the barbarian was looking for. Valda's tan skin was decorated today with g...
I was leaning over the table when he entered the cafe, rummaging through my bag for a file. I glanced up as he walked in, and noticed that he had paused just inside the doorway. The sunlight reflected off his purposely mussed grey hair, and his stubble gave him an intentionally rugged look. And then I noticed that the neck of my shirt was gaping open as I le...
This story involves the following; non-humiliating cuckolding, voyeurism and exhibitionism, swinging and MILF/student sex. *** The back area of the bar's parking lot was deserted as I swung the car around and found as unobtrusive a spot that I could before turning off the engine. The street light a few yards down provided just enough illumination withou...
I left the house in the afternoon and caught the train at York Station for the first leg of my trip to Paris. I was going to travel by the Eurostar and was very excited by the prospect of adventure that lay before me. Not only was I going to be visiting a city I'd never been to be before there was also the obvious opportunity for some wild sexual adventures...
Here I was, Doris Opening, all one hundred and thirty pounds of me, sitting on Santa's knee. If that wasn't enough I was wearing a fuzzy white sweater tight against my 36C boobs, a short tartan skirt, fishnet stockings and high heels. Weird as I felt Santa was even more blown away. I was here only because the alternative was going to be worse. I had drawn th...
Meredith, Merri to her friends finished dressing. The pink and white fairy costume barely covered her ass and her breasts almost spilled from the top, luckily she was not overly well endowed. She fixed the bows on the top of the fishnets and looked again. She felt sexy. She hadn't felt this good in years, and she marvelled at the twists and turns her life ha...
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are over the age of 18. ***** RENDEZVOUS All alone on an empty sea, the forty five-foot sloop Aurora carved her way into a brand new day, her bow rising and falling over the long, lazy swell with a ten-knot breeze filling the sails. This sort of morning was every mariner's dream... a gift... hand-crafted...