At last, after days of travel by foot, the long, straight, wide, hard, dirt-packed road came to an intersection. Yanari could turn back, continue ahead, or turn either left or right, as the roads crossed at perfect perpendicular angles. With the daylight slowly fading, the young nude adventurer decided that it would be best to turn back to the river she had...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men -- the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 ro...
--- Week 4 - Thursday Afternoon--- Daddy had given me the best assignment ever. He wanted me to go to the mall to shop for clothes so I looked pretty when we went to the rooftop bar after work. That was why I was standing on the parking lot during workhours, fidgeting with my keys to open my sports car. That was also when Checo stepped up to me and turned m...
Pulling to a stop on a tree-lined street in front of a conservative house, I could have been in the heart of Anytown , USA. When the dominant female voice of my trusty GPS announced, "You have reached your destination," a tactile sense of realism swept through me. This was no dream. The sun-baked leaves falling steadily on my Accord were all too real. Shutti...
Dr. Sybil Tobita head of neurology studies San Francisco Research Foundation. Present day. Dr. Sybil Tobita, Forty two years old from a staunch conservative Japanese family from out east, lay on a sofa at the five star Braddock Hotel in San Francisco staring at the ceiling. All she had on were panties as young Norma (also down to panties by the way) kis...
It “shouldn’t” be happening the way it is. I’m older, I’m white, I graduated college with high honors and have successfully raised my daughter by myself. my work as an educator and historian is impeccable. i am very self-sufficient so why do I find myself so totally and completely fulfilled in a relationship where I have willingly become a submissive to my p...
Clothes, my darlings, are very important for a bitch. Clothes control the cock, after all, and not just your own. It's why I love shopping. Sex and shopping. Shopping for sex. And if you're me, you know that sometimes, on your best days, you can have sex while shopping. I have had some of my best fucks in stores. Tongues that darted into my cunt. Mouths tha...
Gina's fun to write about. Here she is again. This story falls after "Dylan Gets Luckier," but as always you can enjoy it without reading about any of Gina's previous adventures. Enjoy! * * * The trouble was, I was no longer amused by Andy Temple. He'd started as a simple diversion, a fun little pulse of carnal sunshine in what had become, if I'm being h...
A bazillion thanks to thatsbogus, as good of an editor as he is a writer. This is the second Convertible story, written as a standalone - the first story is recapped in the intro, but I encourage you to read the first one anyway. ++++++++++++++++++++++ My name is Jacob Leopold. I'm 32, and live in Menlo Park, California. I'm a Penn State grad with a Maste...
Valerie was a young vixen from the city that always seemed to get in trouble. Standing 5' 8" with long brown wavy hair and a nice round ass. Her breasts were not too big but were plump and accentuated her figure nicely. She was hot and she knew it, and her attitude was in a class by itself. Summer was here and she applied and got a job working at a farm in...