There my fuckable, light brown-haired, 23-year-old wife, Charisse, was on her knees in The Royale Theater. She was skimpily dressed like a slatternly tart and sucking a strange cock like the dirty whore she's been since high school where I'd been one of dozens, maybe 100's of boys to dick her. At the theater that Fri. night, meanwhile, another man roughly d...
Her skin was warm to the touch, much warmer than normal, and her cheeks were flushed. It was obvious she didn't feel well. But that didn't stop her from trying. Melanie had slowly unbuttoned the blouse of her lounging pajamas she had been wearing that evening, revealing her gorgeous breasts one at a time before letting the top slide to the floor. She ran her...
My friends are a wild and crazy bunch. They love to drink and smoke and carry on. Quite a few of them are bikers. I guess I am the oddball of the bunch. Yes I like to party but I don't own a motorcycle and I am on the quiet side. Our friend Ron was throwing a party at his house. A number of us were sitting in the living room having a good time when down the...
It was the worst night of Maddi's life she had been kicked out of her parents and then dumped by her boyfriend; she didn't have her car and didn't have any place to stay. It was 11pm and she decided to lie down on a bench at the park, where she was. Just as she lay down a man walked up to her he was about 6'1 with short light brown hair a beard and a lean mu...
I opened my eyes. The sun was blazing in through the window blinds. Quickly I closed my eyes. Moving was much too much work. I moved my head about 1/1000th of an inch. That was the wrong thing to do. The pain was immediate. "God. How much did I drink last night?" I wondered. Thinking back I could remember going into the Silver Spur to meet a few friends and...
It was another hot day in the south. July in South Georgia can make anyone sweat. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Staci and I had already had lunch and were bored wondering what to do. Staci was a beautiful BBW. Around 300 pounds. Mid-thirties and blonde hair. She had all the right curves in all the right places. Her beautiful ass was about fifty inch...
This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * Her name was Estelle and she was Ken’s, my bosses, wife. For a 61 year-old woman, she was beautiful. She had...
As he stood next to the stop, waiting for the streetcar which would take him into the safety of his home-district, he caught sight of a girl moving towards the station. He couldn't really make out the looks of her face, all he could see was the blond hair, loosely waving around her rather narrow face, and a body which seemed to be quite appealing, although a...
His wrists were lashed to the top corners of the bed, the Velcro straps firmly anchored tight, leaving him no room to wiggle. His ankles were likewise pulled against the bed frame, leaving a small indentation in his flesh. It would leave a mark, but one that would disappear in a few hours. Other marks from tonight would prove more permanent. He rocked his a...
I lead a double life. Most of the time, I'm a middle aged corporate worker with a crappy marriage and a heavy coffee addiction. I have trouble staying awake through the day and trouble sleeping through the night. But that's just most of the time. On the fifth of every month, I go to a strip club called the "Maison de Sade." But it's not just any strip club....