My name is Big Mickey and I am an anal enthusiast. I just love anal sex. There's nothing quite like it in the world of sex. I think a few of you know what I mean. Ah, come on. I know that everybody loves anal. Both men and women. How else would you explain why it's so taboo? People consider something taboo because they like it but feel secretly ashamed, so t...
"Harry, you're the biggest loser I've ever met. Why did I ever leave Jim, for you? This is the last straw. I've definitely had enough of your bullshit. I refuse to lower my knickers for you anymore, ...I'm leaving you!" "Haven't you had fun, Mary?" "That's not fair and you know it, ...interesting is more like it, but all this bullshit is too much for me to...
For the past six months, Sandra French had been carrying on a secret affair. She adored her husband and felt tremendous pangs of guilt every time she was in the arms of her lover, but the sex was simply too good for her to end the relationship. When her husband went out to his twice-weekly poker games, Sandra would call her lover and wait with an impatience...
"I'm gonna get a drink honey" John leaned down and kissed his wife, Janet who was sitting astride a swarthy man. Janet's hands were planted firmly on the man's chest and her arms squeezed her ample breasts into a gorgeous cleavage. "O.K Babe," Janet raised her face to kiss him. "Mmmmm that looks yummy." He slipped his finger into the cleft between her b...
This second part focuses on the bachelor party and a comparison of the old porno films and the new ones. It is also about the generational differences and what was considered sexy through recent history. And of course, what is a good bachelor party without a little teasing of the groom? It is a bit twisted. I liked to rile up Steve. He got mad easily but...
THE FIFTH DAY I was awakened by the touch of lips on my cheek. I opened my eyes, and there she was, nestled against me, her hand on my cock. "Hungry?" she asked. "For breakfast, or for you? I think you, first. Then breakfast." "Coming up!" she said. She meant my cock, which was indeed responding to her caresses. "I should be getting you off first, dear....
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. * The one thing that pleased Jack Brewer the most, since he had taken his early retirement package, was the time to fin...
This request is submitted to the CONGRESS of the UNITED STATES to designate the BRASS BED located on the second floor of the residence at 133 MEYER LANE as a NATIONAL HISTORIC LANDMARK. The documentation supporting this application is as follows: ONE It was at that place, on one December 12th, that the innocent, virtuous maiden known as Ashley Johnson, dau...
I pose in front of the mirror, sprawled in the chair in a spread-eagle slouch that lets me take in every inch of my body. All is visible: my face, breasts, stomach, pussy, and, if I lift up a little bit, the dark curvature of my ass and the cleft to its hole. All laid out on display, opened up to even more introspection by my prying fingers. Close enough for...
I have a story to tell that is strange but true. It happened a couple of years ago, but the mystery still remains. At the time, I was attending a small private college in the Northeast. I met the most fantastic girl in the first week of my junior year. She was tall and slim with dancing blue eyes. She had shoulder length blonde hair, long beautiful legs, an...