THIS IS PART FOUR OF AN ONGOING STORY Nine days had passed since my friend Tara had introduced me to the world of prostate stimulation and the amazing things that a woman can do with strong vaginal walls. Since then I hadn’t seen my friend Erin at all – she said she was working on a project for school, but Tara had called me and told me that she had gotten...
Kathy had a perfect little life. She had plenty of money. She had no worries and no cares. Everything in her life was going along perfectly. To look at all that she had materialistically, anyone would envy her lifestyle. The house, the cars, the trips, the clothes, and the jewelry, she had it all. Fortune without fame and flying beneath the radar is always...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Colleen Dickinson, a biracial woman of Jamaican and European descent living in Ontario, Canada. I'm five feet nine inches tall and curvy, light-skinned and sexy, with an angelic face, a thick body, and a fine round ass. Lately I've been exploring the world of BDSM. While most dominant Black women in BDSM seem to cater t...
Joe had been asleep for a little over an hour when he first felt her. It had started as a great dream, with some anonymous woman giving him the blowjob of his life. He was so close to climaxing when he woke up he was sure she was there in bed with him. But his apartment was empty, the usual creaks and groans of the old building surrounded him. He reached d...
You are warned that some people will find that the sex in the story below shocks them. IF IN DOUBT OR UNDER 18, READ SOMETHING ELSE. This story contains no reference to real events or to real people This story may be reproduced in any form provided credit is given to Penelope Caesar. * * * * * The sergeant from the town police had hair that was more si...
Part One The late afternoon sun covered the large bedroom's far wall as the scarlet haired woman finally stirred. A soft hand reached out from beneath the silk blue sheet, turning the alarm clock on the night table so that she could see it. A pair of sleepy emerald eyes tried to focus on the LED display as they formed 10:47. "Well there goes most of the m...
Most of the two-part Love Lies is written in the first person as narrated by Davey. The short section below is written in the third person to give the reader a little background on the character Kate. Kate is loosely based on my best friend's wife; a very good, small town girl; one of the nicest ladies I know who has kept a smile on my 'big-city' friend's fa...
I can't believe what has happened to me and how I will never trust my best friend Jane again. Let me tell you a bit about myself. My name is Beth and I'm married to my childhood sweetheart, live a comfortable life thanks to hubby being a junior director, foreign holidays every year, drive a nice car and wear nice things. I want for nothing. I'm always worki...
If you've read the previous eight parts you'll know the score, so you can skip the rest of the intro and go straight to the action. If you haven't read them I'd strongly suggest you do. You see the accounts flow naturally and are intrinsically linked, so they really do need to be read in the sequence I wrote them. Whatever way you do read them, though, enjo...
Chapter 2: Annie Chapter one told you about the circumstances that led to my first affair. After I slept with my husband's friend Bob, our sex life began to change more rapidly. Tom had already had his second little fling. I was now 24, married for 5 years with three kids. I still had my cheerleader figure, 5-8, 135, 36d-27-37, long legs, brown hair and gre...