Alice's Story Hi Victoria! My real name is Alice, not just Mom. A few years ago, your grandfather wrote me a story about how he met my mother. He wrote it in very explicate detail which was something I didn't understand at the time. After all, I had just turned nineteen and was about to start my sophomore year at the university where he's now a respected pr...
Every neighborhood had one mother who stood out. Now, they're called Milf's or Cougars. When I was younger, we didn't have nicknames, but one mother was whatever name you could come up with, Mrs. Jenna Wiley. She had a slutty, sultry way about her, always in short skirts, tight blouses. She wasn't gorgeous, but had a killer body, all curves and tits. Her a...
Set in 1800's English countryside. A stable boy finally succumbs to his lust for the spirited young lady of the home he serves during a trip to meet her betrothed, a man whose wealth would save her financially unstable family. (modern language.) ***** Evie shoved the threadbare curtains away from the window of her small stagecoach. Her heart rate quicken...
"You're kidding me right?" Ken asked hesitantly. One of the few things that his deadbeat father had told him before skipping out was that if a deal seemed to be too good to be true it probably was and this deal. It wasn't too good to be true. It was to again quote his father, fuck mothering amazing. John shrugged. "Not at all. You're a good kid. You've hel...
Goraith had already left when she woke up. Fresh anger stirred inside her: how dare he leave while she slept? After all they had done, he should have at least said good bye. Cosette blushed just thinking about last night – and that was often. Every time she moved, fading pain echoed between her legs. Another pain that was not fading was her bottom. She coul...
This story has been repositioned to a more suitable category The following account is once again based on actual events, the names have been changed to protect those involved to ensure my continued membership of the group by giving no clue as to my identity. * My adventures in the world of swinging had continued since my encounter with Joanna & Ava and m...
For a while a few years ago, my husband and I had this friend, a woman named Lillian, who hung around with us a lot. Lillian was really cute: short, with dark curly hair, kind of big-figured, but not really fat. She had really nice tits, big and round and full, which she liked to show off; she always wore very low-cut tops that showed a lot of cleavage. She...
They had been going at it for a long time now, almost forty-five minutes. He knew that there was not pause in their fucking as she could hear everything from upstairs. The moaning and groaning coupled with the rocking of the bed, Meg never knew a guy could fuck like that. She had to get out of there before she lost it. Seeing something like that was not so...
Daniella rolled over and kicked at her blankets. She pulled her sheet back up and over her head. She flipped onto her stomach and squeezed her eyes shut. Feldspar's moans were still filtering up through the floor of her bedroom in their shared treehouse. Every so often she heard a loud smack followed by a keening cry of pain and pleasure, or a reprimand fro...
PART 3: Temptation *** "Tennis lessons? But you're already one of the best Varsity players." Nicole was standing before me, looking as kawaii cute as possible. Her head was tilted, her eyes wide, a hopeful grin across her face. Her hands were pressed together in a pleading gesture, but trapped against her cheek, only adding to cute effect. "Please? Pretty...