My husband Dave invited all his asshole buddies from college and their wives to our home for a pool party this summer. We wound up hosting nearly thirty couples in all. The booze bill alone was enough for us to take out a second mortgage, but we managed to have a splendid time, especially me. You see, all the men were surprisingly handsome and in shape for g...
Amanda Cornwell was thirteen and had a Maltesers ice cream; her friend Jodie Burton was twelve and had a strawberry Cornetto; and Safira Khan, who at only ten was entitled to a lemon ice-lolly out of Mrs Cornwell's generosity, was not so much a friend as a confidante and follower invited along to powwows when big news or plans were discussed. Amanda accepted...
My life as a whore for my two men just kept getting better. I had surreptitiously seduced them into being my masters, making them think it was their idea. Now, I'm their bitch, their 24/7 sex slave and house kitten. It makes my cunt cream just to think about it. All the extended fuck sessions. Especially 'Mindy Mondays', 'two-fer-Tuesdays', 'wet-n-wild Wedn...
It had to have been a dream. Had to have been. The black hairs he found on his pillow the next morning—the lingering scent—just coincidences. A submissive Asian teenage girl in black leather bondage gear who had admitted to him in the afterglow that she'd only ever done it before with her blonde best friend, who was also Batgirl—clearly a wet dream. Batgir...
Matthew took a seat in the waiting room, and then moved to a seat by the window. The room seemed far too warm, but he knew it was really the 100 milligrams of Viagra he'd taken just before he left home. He also knew (or at least thought) that his face was flushed and people would be looking at him wondering what was wrong. He tried to distract himself with...
Lying in bed, my hands gravitate to hold my pendulous breasts. Soft, smooth, tanned skin pulled taut against humungous globes with thick nipples, at least an inch long. I encircle my hard red nipples with my fingers and twist and pull, arousing myself and eliciting a sharp cry. Rubbing my thighs together, hot, wet fluid begins to seep out of me. I want you...
Yesterday I received the most touching and beautiful webcam video from my sometimes transwoman-lover Dulcinda. I won't post it online, because it was especially for me, and I must protect the identity of the participants. Dulcinda and her partner in the video have, however, given permission for me to produce a written account of their delightful gift, becaus...
Someone knocked on glass door of the Spade & Archer office. From under his dark brown fedora, Sam Spade pried open one eye then placed the half bottle of Old Sweat Sock in his desk drawer while he shoved the cock he had been stroking back in his pants. Rising, he straightened his trench coat, drawing the belt tight around his waist and tied it in a knot. "Co...
Yes she was there right in the middle of the sunny afternoon to attend to the crucial match of her newly owned soccer team, the Red Blue Strings. Right at the center of the small Vip area she was a stunning presence. The delicately pale neck and face protruding from her expensive white fur coat, designer wraparound oversized sunglasses covering her eyes,...
"Hi baby," Vivica said when Keith came through the door. She stepped into his arms and kissed him deeply and hoped he did not feel her heart trying to bounce out of her chest. "Jessica is here and we waited to have dinner with you." "Hi Keith," Jess said. "Hi Jessica," Keith said once they broke the kiss. He set his briefcase down and gave Jess a hug and a...