Chris and I had probably the best sex of our lives that night. He fucked my cunt like a locomotive, his raging hard cock pistoning in and out of my slippery wet pussy with pounding machine-like intensity. We were both bathed in sweat as his cock rammed deeper into my exploding cunt, the engorged head pushing so far I thought it would burst through to my thro...
Life is good. Life is really, really good. As I write this I'm sipping on a very expensive wine and wearing a very expensive dress while sitting in my very expensive apartment. I no longer work, having not needed to earn my own income for little more than a year now. That probably leads you to wonder how I pay for all my nice things. Well while I enjoy my lu...
"I'm telling you man, them dudes are trying to put the moves on Rashiva!" my friend Neal said emphatically to me. "She may be drunk," I said to him, "but she won't let them go too far. She loves to dance and she loves to tease, but that's all. We can watch and see what happens from here." "I don't know, man, them dudes are taking liberties my friend. I don...
Mrs. Chamberlain: Chapter 07 Barb and Randy alone once again Five and a half hours after leaving the hotel in St. Louis and an hour and twenty minutes after dropping Barb off at the airport to retrieve her car, Randy pulled into his mom's drive way. After a moment of reflection, he got out of the truck and walked up the sidewalk to meet his mother who was a...
Like many other people I simply do not enjoy going to the doctor. I basically won't even go unless I'm really sure there is something wrong with me that can't be corrected on its own. Plenty of water and a few good nights of sleep take care of most ailments, in my experience. One morning I woke up with one of those things I knew I had to call about. There w...
Rick and Victoria were sitting on a park bench watching the ducks and swans and the clear blue sky. They'd been at the park for a few hours now and they were the only people there. The park was built on two acres of land. There were no slides or swings, no basket ball courts or picnic areas, just grass and benches, but there was a swimming pool in the middl...
The best blow job I ever got was when I blackmailed a married woman. She was also the first woman I ever fucked in the ass, but there was no blackmail involved in that, no sir re-bob, she begged me for that. It all started because I am a porn junkie and I have a good memory. I spend a lot of my free time on the Net cruising the porn sites and one of my favor...
Milton Oscar, king of American porn, was born a Geek. While a subterranean love of porn is a trait of this shy ethnic group, the production of it is not. Milton's proud parents never dreamed their precocious little boy who studied calculus at ten would build an empire on sexual excess. Milton graduated high school at the age of thirteen; he finished his und...
I was fifteen when Mrs. Smith asked my mom if I could mow her lawn. I was sixteen when Mrs. Smith became Ms. Smith, and I remember when my mom had commented on how Ms. Smith was gonna be all alone in that house of hers. I was seventeen when Ms. Smith began showing an outwardly affection towards me, which I must confess I didn't really catch upon. Women in ge...
The story that follows is built essentially on a real life event. This fact allowed me to write the story in one evening without having to use a lot of imagination. Of course the names are changed and a little poetic license has been used. Most of you readers are too young to remember an old radio show hosted by Mr. Anthony. People would call in to Mr. Ant...