Chapter 1 – "Fanny" Paris Marius Travers scolded himself internally for letting his mind wander, and pushed himself fully into the present, willing himself to enjoy it. He rotated his hips back, slowing only at the end of the stroke, and was rewarded by a lurid popping sound as his cockhead fully disgorged from the girl's asshole. "That feels so good, Fan...
Standard disclaimer—this story takes place in a world where STDs don't exist and only babies planned for and wanted do—in other words, a fantasy world. Any resemblance to real-life people is purely coincidental. ***** Natalie pulled into the Nelsons' yard mid-morning on Friday, well after the trucks had left for their jobsites. The normally outgoing woman...
Disclaimer: Daddy is not related to me. He's actually a year or two younger than me. However in our dynamic, I call him Daddy and wear his collar. * Daddy woke me up from a sound sleep by spanking my hip. His cock was buried deep between my fat ass cheeks. He says that's his favorite way to sleep. He had come in very late last night from work and cuddled...
Day 1 It was hot outside; I was sweating standing still, the August sun reflecting off the white sand, blinding anyone foolish enough to have forgotten sunglasses. My name is Alissa, and I work as a server for a catering company. I started two months ago, right after I turned eighteen. I only started working to save money so that when I left for college I w...
Michelle may have just pleased herself and I knew that she could see that I was longing to thrust my hard cock deep inside her waiting pussy. But it wasn't going to be that easy was it? She lay back on the sofa and said "Right, I want you to stroke your cock." "I hope you appreciate how I'm helping you Mr Photographer, with my naked body being your visual...
It was Friday night and I was exhausted. I had spent the last three days in meetings with a prospective client in Toronto and I was ready to go home. Unfortunately, today's meeting went longer than expected and I had to postpone my flight home until Saturday afternoon. At least I was able to sign the prospect up for a multi-year project. I debated going down...
My awareness of a pleasant warm-wetness of the gusset of my ooh-la-la organic thong is surpassed by a sensation of the nerves contracting in my groin ... his finger is touching me oh so wonderfully. It started in the slack-time before Christmas with a Facebook recommendation to join the No-Pants Subway Ride! group. It sounded intriguing. I am not an exhibit...
Waking up at the crack of Dawn was never easy. The mountain air chilly but refreshing helped. Especially when your attic apartment had no furnace to warm up by. Merely a space heater on the floor. One that Stacy Puma rarely used for fear of catching her happy home on fire. Sleeping under multiple blankets including a large Beaver fur comforter that was pas...
My husband/date was still traveling quite a bit for business so we continued our weekly date routine. As it is my custom to please I always wore dresses or skirts along with heels on our dates making sure that my bra and panties coordinated with my outfit. This is a habit that I have had since I started picking out my own clothes and undies. Our dates ma...
Emily sat, gloriously nude, on the massive oak conference table, short blonde hair catching the sun streaming through the glass wall. She pointed at a copy of an old map in front of her slender crossed legs as she talked. It hadn't been hard for Nuszsaecker to talk her out of her clothes, not after Deidre praised her spontaneous nudity at the club three da...