Our Texas Hill Country wine tour plan had been to follow Route 290 from Fredericksburg to Austin. I had downloaded maps and winery guides, it's best to travel prepared for what you're looking for. Louie and I were heading into Fredericksburg about noon on another hot Texas day. I'd changed clothes in the car hoping to catch Louie's attention, and maybe I did...
Gloria and I continued to meet and fuck over the next few days. I enjoyed fucking that sweet black pussy with my hard white cock. The contrast really turned me on. Things were going good at work also. I don’t know if it was my imagination or not, but it seemed as though several of the other African-American women I worked with seemed to showing more interest...
Part Nine of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. I'm sorry Part 8 got posted before Part 7 - technical problem. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Nine Ladies Dancing I can't tell you just how exhausted we all were the following morning. I don't recall what time I woke up, but Cristal had already dressed and gone. Jessica pointed out a message of t...
Jodi is in my arms. Hugging Her makes me happy that I am a man. As I look into her light blue eyes, I see both sweet vulnerability and undeniable strength. The nape of her neck is smooth and my lips trace the slope up to her ear lobes, which I softly suck. Her DD boobs press against me. My chest cops a feel in place of my hands. I wonder which bra she is w...
This story will likely be most enjoyable if it is read after reading The Domme Club and one or two other stories in the series (for background of Tom and Monica's relationship and how Tom has previously been humiliated in front of the Domme Club.) Respectful comments are appreciated. ***** Mistress Monica left Tom the standard list of chores to do while s...
What you've missed: I woke up from a coma after a motor cycle crash, to find that my penis could talk, and more than that, when it wanted, it could take control of the rest of me. It was able to sing in a way which it called 'pussy charming' in such a way as to entice nearby females to come and shag me, which it demonstrated for me with a 50 something overwe...
Act V: Swelling The knock comes softly at the office door. "Everything alright?" she asks me. It's hard to say. When I glance down, it looks as if I've a steel bar jammed down the front of my pants. "Ummm..." I say. "Can I come in?" "Okay," I tell her, unable to think up an excuse plausible enough to keep her out of the office any longer. I face the o...
At my favorite high-end lingerie store in the city, they employ almost exclusively tall, beautiful women with bodies that are easy to imagine lounging around in their wares--round, perky breasts that bump up against you when they're measuring your cup size and asses that are high, tight and invariably clothed in an expensive pair of La Perla panties. When I...
He left Ibrahim smiling his shark grin and wandered into the bathroom trying not to let Ibrahim's obvious enjoyment get to him. The bathroom was huge with a high backed, claw foot bath set into the centre and a glass panelled shower unit which took up an entire corner of the room. He began to run water into the bath, taking the opportunity to have a mooch in...
Normally a crowded Piccadilly line carriage would have been his idea of hell, but with Sammie pressed against him, her arms wrapped around his waist as he held on to the hanging handle, the constant motion rocking them against each other in all the best places, well, Jake thought he'd found his new happy place. Obviously he'd prefer they were naked, horizon...