*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Ch 1 In the St. Thomas Aquinas yearbook of the 2004-2005 school years, the thin volume held the usual groupings. The graduating class of 2005, followed by the various seniors that won various awards, such as 'Best Christian Example,' (Elise Simone) and 'Friendlie...
Oh, my frigging Gawd! My ass is full! Currently, I'm on all fours, my big black plump butt cheeks spread wide open. Drilling his twelve-inch uncut black super cock into my tight asshole is my main man Trevor. The roughest, meanest black pimp this side of Detroit. Every time he slams his cock into my shit hole, I feel like I am frigging dying. And I totally l...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c)2002 by Couture * "Denise, I'm leaving now," Tom told the jumbled mass of covers piled on the bed. "I've left my number on the refrigerator door and I've left April the car keys and a list of instructions for your care." Tom heard a muffled response fr...
Ingrid was a Swedish Au pair my Uncle and Aunt hired to look after my two young cousins for 12 months. She was very much a product of her country, blonde, blue eyed, leggy, pale skinned and with tits strained to explode from under the ultra-tight tops she liked to wear. She was no blushing virgin that was for sure, I might have only been an 18 year old boy...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. The title of this story comes from 'Rain On The Roof' which is one of my all-time favorite Beatles tunes and can be fou...
Miranda pulled down her night-shorts, and began to rub her clit. "Ohhh," she said, imagining that the fingers giving her so much pleasure were those of a handsome lover rather than her own. "Mmmmmm." The bed felt so comfortable, so soft, especially after spending last night in her tiny fold-up tent. She couldn't help it. She needed a release. She purred aga...
Sub finds his perfect Dominatrix online. The only problem is that she's his boss. A big man, comfort while sitting for a long period of time had always been elusive. Glenn slept on an expensive mattress, had comfortable seats in his car, an overstuffed, leather recliner with lumbar support in his living room, and sat a on a cushy office chair when sitting i...
Seattle 2007 Rowan sat in the living room of his brother's penthouse, drinking his fourth glass of scotch. He felt a bit numb, but he needed that. So many of his senses had been screaming that what they were doing was wrong. Rowan needed to quiet down his worries. "Did she wake up yet?" Rowan asked as Derek exited the room he locked Lilith in. "No, she's...
Whitney’s Naughty Relatives – Chapter Two by BrettJ © 2012 Whitney was enjoying the ride in her aunt’s little red Corvette. Ophelia had told her she found sexy cars just as pleasurable as good food, good wine or sex. “I thought about driving professionally,” Ophelia smiled at her niece as she let her sunglasses slide down her nose. “Then I realized it w...
"Where IS she?" Gerry moaned...It's been forty-five minutes... My dick hurts, I can't stand it! * * * * * Danielle, owner of the salon where Helen was a stylist often remarked that her star employee sounded like an art historian and dressed like Joan Jett... "Must be the cute young lawyer who rents from you, huh?" Dani kidded...Helen looked great today ou...