Sydney Cox. Loves to be Used *** This is another product of my dirty mind and is fiction. Please vote and your comments are always answered. ***** The first story left me filled with cum. Slurping it off my face and clothes. I had just been gang banged and loved it. Lucy took me home and licked me clean. Took her scissors and trimmed the bush growing a...
Janie was on her hands and knees in Seth's parent's kitchen. She was topless and her skirt was hitched up over her back exposing her lush, sexy ass for Seth. Janie's grunts of pleasure and the wet sounds of sex were the only sounds on this Saturday morning. Seth was thrusting into Janie like his life depended on it. Janie was bucking her hips back to meet...
Hi, there. My name is Steeves Volmar Cherenfant. I'm a big and tall Black man living in West Side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Not too far from Brockton Community High School. These days, I'm a Criminal Justice Student at UMass-Boston, having transferred there from Massasoit Community College. And I'm openly Bisexual. Even though I'm one fine Hait...
I was 25 years old when I arrived in town. Moving halfway across the country was a big step for me, but I was young and single, so I had the flexibility to do it. On top of that, I grew up a pastor's kid, so moving around and adjusting to new people wasn't that big of a deal. I was following in my dad's footsteps, having moved here to become a youth pastor a...
On a summer evening, when the sun seemed to hang low in the sky for what seemed years, A women pulls a chair out on the porch and takes a seat to catch the evening breeze. The last of the reddish yellow hues loosing themselves to the increasing grey black of night, with few clouds in the sky the stars begin to make their appearance one at a time. The woman s...
His mother, Elizabeth, had grown up in the Episcopal Church, and, with her parents, she had worshipped at St Andrew's over on the west side of town, the 'money' side of town, every Sunday. And though James was her 'sweetheart' even then, he wasn't drawn to the church – had never been interested in any church – yet that didn't seem to matter to her. She talke...
No matter how many times he had seen it, Pastor Andy Craft was never really prepared for death. As he stood next to Jim Andrew's hospital bed and held his hand, he knew the end was near. Jim's wife, Kelly, was stroking her husband's forehead. His breath was more and more shallow and infrequent. Finally, there was a noise from his throat and then nothing. "He...
Chapter 14 - The Sinclairs Mike and Ruthie returned to his room just as it was getting dark outside. The moment they entered the room, Ruthie stripped off the uncomfortable dress. She was desperate to get her bra off, given that she had not worn one of those restrictive garments since she started college. Once she was naked, she stretched and spun around a...
I was a good Christian, but sinful thoughts tempted me. They said college was a challenging time for women, but I was fine until my summer missions trip sophomore year. We served in South Carolina doing Bible camps for kids. Misty led the songs, Alice did crafts, and I did the lesson. It was hot but easy work. The three of us girls lived in a house by the c...
Chapter 12: Give Me Good Fight, Dear ————— The cold begins to seep through the layers of fabric that wrap around her, making her teeth chatter as she sits at the cliff edge. Not for the first time, Anna wishes she would have at least thought to bring her shawl. But the emotion that'd been running unchecked within her did not leave much room for practical t...