"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) "Buh, buh, Billie Jean, would you go out with me this weekend?" he asked in a quavering voice. "Oh, sweetie, no. Thanks, but no." She leaned close enough that he could smell her perfume. "The guys I date have to be able to give me nine inches...
She is waiting to see him. Her breath catches in her throat as she walks through the sterile prison halls. This isn't the main compound, where the prisoners are kept. This is a special building made specifically for...visitation. Conjugal visits are common place around the world but not in the United States. Only five states maintain the right of conjugal vi...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
Hello and welcome to my readers. Thanks for the votes, PC's and e-mail comments on my previous stories. In this tale, a chance meeting blossoms into a passionate encounter and two women reveal what really fuels their arousal for one another. ------------------------------------ Carole looked up from untangling the lace on her hiking boot. That woman was st...
The red leather shorts continued to creak and squeak as the hours passed and the sun set. James's lips moved dreamily inside Belinda's shorts, one minute kissing and toying with her vagina, the next worshipping her butt. Belinda's eyes were closed, her long lashes overlapping, as she stretched and moaned, indulging in the gorgeous experience. She could dri...
[This story involves bodily functions so if that offends you, don't proceed further. All characters are 18 or over.] *** This had been one of my best situations during my time as a governess. The two Grant girls were just challenging enough to keep me on my toes. But I hadn't needed to discipline either of them at all frequently for ages. And I realized th...
Later on that day I make my way into central London and Leicester Square. I'm expecting the cinema where Jess and I are having our 'meet-up' to be one of the big ones that you see on TV when the Brits have a premiere with the stars in attendance. There's none in the vicinity by the name of the Prince Charles though, and I struggle to find a local to ask, the...
Farm life agreed with Dixie, her family had owned the Jackson Ranch for 5 generations, acres and acres of rich grazing land, a historic claim over swathes of the Texan Great Plains. Dixie had only known life on the farm, her father had raised her to be a rancher just like the generations before her, so by the time she turned 18 she could ride a horse, tan an...
2. Early Training It wasn't until the fourth night that they contacted me again. During the intervening period I'd dutifully sat, as ordered, in front of my computer between mid-night and one am, clad only in a satin corselet stockings and high heels, with my video link camera trained on my exposed body and with my computer open to any casual interrogation...
In the days and weeks since Karen and I had been on vacation we talked nearly every day. She had responsibilities to attend to and had several places to be for business. And I had some loose ends to attend to with a couple of breweries I was doing work for, as well as looking into some prospects that had contacted me. Some times It was difficult to focus, Ka...