You might recognise my name if you hear it. I am a relatively famous author of crime novels with a historical twist and my books have a large following across the world. I am choosing to remain anonymous as I spin you my tales and you will no doubt understand why as they unfold. My success has meant I am a wealthy man. I work for half the year and the rest...
My wife is a beautiful woman, who has shared a sexual appetite above and beyond my hopes during our relationship over the years. She has an awesome body. Full "C" tits with perfect nipples, a pouty sexy mouth, curvaceous hips, an ass to die for and her pussy is hot, tight and as sweet as can be! She is a sweet and wonderful person all the time but when it c...
Women crave me. I'm not boasting—it's a known, proven fact. You don't need to know my name. In fact, I prefer that you not know it. I might be your neighbor or golf partner or a visitor in your office. If I am—and you have wives, girlfriends, daughters or secretaries about—something will happen that may upset you. So, you see—it's better this way. It's not...
I was happy, perfectly content, with my wife, Joan, that is, until she lost 100 pounds. We had a good life as man and wife, a life that was centered around food and the kitchen. Truly, is there anything else in life? Only, all that changed with daytime and reality TV. I built her a custom kitchen with a big island and loads of granite countertops and work...
"I really hate that old fart," whispered Prancer. "Yeah. I know what you mean. Every year that bastard lays on his ass getting fatter, then expects us to lug is sorry butt all over creation so he can look like a big deal once a year. The rest of the year he don't do shit," replied Blitzen. "And he has us dragging his fat ass around in the middle of winter...
The beach was filled with happy people enjoying the warm sun, the soft breeze, and the tranquil blue waters of the Mediterranean, but thankfully Dorothy Powers had managed to shut all that out so that she could get some serious work done. She was tapping away at her PDA with a stylus, trying to massage the third-quarter projections and wishing to hell and ba...
"Don't worry that you weren't able to finish, Maggie, I'm sure Carmen will be happy to take over where you left off." It was a common line from him. After I'd been on my knees for at least 20, maybe 30 minutes, pleasuring him with my mouth and hands, he'd abruptly cut me off, reaching for my hand and pulling me to my feet. I'd fume for just a moment and gla...
As I approached my office on the fifteenth floor I saw a familiar figure standing outside the locked door. "Hey, Clete, how they hangin?" Clete just grinned and waited for me to unlock my office. Once inside he threw himself onto a side chair and whistled. "Boy, what have you done. What have you done?" "Whoa, slow down, buddy. Relax and tell me what's goin...
Another Monday, another ho hum workweek at the office. After our weekend with Michael, I ended up more turned on than satisfied. Seemed like the more I fucked, the more I wanted to be fucked. Super slut, indeed. Plus the weekend seemed too far away to see my mystery man again. I was forming a plan, and this time I'd be the one in control. Would I work him...
“It’ll be so good to get to the resort, won’t it, honey?” she said. “Mmmm,” he replied. “What do you want to do once we get there?” “Oh, you know, this and that,” she said, giving him a wicked grin. He looked to the back seat, where their two children, aged 11 and 6, were both asleep. He met her grin with one of his own. “Who said we have to wait until we...