All my stories deal with interracial sex, especially large dicks and small pussies. If this isn't your thing, find another story. * Ron was working at his brother's adult video store. It didn't pay much, but, he figured the fringe benefits would more than make up for the money. He had been watching the white wimps reading the interracial books and renting...
I've lived on a lake almost my entire life. My earliest memories were when my family lived on Lake Texoma, in Texas of course, and I would swim almost every day of the year. To broaden my horizons for non-warm weather venues I got my first wet suit when I was eight and my first dry suit when I was twelve, so I swam almost all year round wherever my family wa...
Randall Meechum's POV Sulphur River Pack I groaned as I woke up, looking at the clock next to my bed. Two-twenty. My movement caused my mate to shift in my arms, her leg coming up and bumping into my morning wood. I groaned again as she moved her hand down to it. "Morning love, or should I say good afternoon." "It is," she said. "I love waking up this...
Hall Pass (53) Some Time to Ourselves By: LewdLuke It was the last Friday in March and I was driving my little TR3 on the way home from work. On the Last Friday of each month, Linda and I usually go dancing at the club. Due to our latest adventure in Atlantic City, we had decided to skip it this month. We had recently become lax in observing our hall pass...
Cassandra is a tease, a flirt, a slut, a girl who lives very much for the moment. Unconcerned with propriety or fashion trends, she dresses in clothes that go right for the jugular of a fetishist's libido. Spandex, leather, latex, spike heels, corsets, overdone hair, make-up and fingernails - these are her stock-in-trade. Cassandra flaunts her outrageous bod...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * There's no one here but us. Tell me. Do you wish you were rich? If you're not already rich, do you wonder why you're not rich? Why "them" and not "you"? Listed below are SusanJillParker's miscellaneous ramblings of things that are not right and/or not fair with the biggest issue being money. MONEY. M-O-N-E-Y....
Ah but when I hear the laughter 'Round a jangling country fair Or hear a pennywhistler In a merry market square In a field of twilight children Her face is laughing up at me And then she ain't nothing but time -Tony Bird, "Nothing But Time" Eddie was hard at work on the latest brief for the factory management when the whistle blew down the street. He look...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.*.* "Knock them dead, killer," Earline Thomas smiled at her baby brother. "Just try not to break too many hearts on your first day, huh?" "Uh hu...
Please read Only in a Dream Ch. 1 before reading this chapter. For those of you that actually read the whole long version, this will look familiar. I broke it down into chapters and the conclusion to the long version will be chapters seven and eight. I apologize for the epic that this story was. I just started writing what was in my head and got carried aw...
There was not a lot going on in the office on Tuesday, but I did see Alice in the car park. She asked if everything was OK between myself and Davinia. I reassured her, and even thanked her for putting Davinia's mind at rest about being in the Three Chuffs together. And then she did it again, "Well, Dave, Davinia should realise that nothing could happen betwe...