This was it. Mario had finally made his way over to the last world to save Peach, the girl of his dreams and the Princess over the Mushroom kingdom. He couldn't remember how many times he had saved her, he had lost count around the 20th. He had crossed paintings, worlds, galaxies and even inside Bowsers own body to save the damsel in distress, but it had all...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. *** "Sweetheart, I need to tell you something" said Jack as he entered the bedroom. "What's that honey?" asked his girlfriend Amy, a thin blonde with a nice pair of breasts, as she looked up from her computer. "This may come as a shock to you, but I'm bi." "What? How could you not tell me this? I nee...
Angela and I went to Disneyland last weekend. We took Angela's rag top and, we put the top down. We had a really great time getting there and a good time once we got there too. The traffic was horrible on the 5 all the way from our house in Hollywood to Anaheim. We passed the time by telling dirty stories to one another and listening to old rock and roll mus...
Maggie lay in bed the next morning considering where she was in her life and what path she was going to take. She had some choices to make and she was slowly coming to a resolution as to what they were going to be. The limited sexual contact she had with Roberto was exciting and at the same time terrifying. It awakened feelings in her that she had not experi...
I was sitting and relaxing in the garden. The estate grounds were lovely as usual. The flowers were in bloom and their perfume hung in the air, the fragrance was intoxicating. I don't know the names of the flowers.. they are a special breed, grown to keep the garden scented with aphrodisiacs, and those in it in a perpetual state of semi-arousal. It works. On...
crazy Do you have any idea how crazy you make me? Of course you don't—I haven't told you. You said your imagination runs away? You haven't even caught a glimpse of mine. Let me show you. Pay attention. My mouth waters at just the thought of pressing my lips to your skin. It really doesn't matter where. I favor the neck, the collarbone, the swell of a breas...
"Your turn to do the dishes, my dear," she said to him in her singsong lovey voice as she added more dishes to the small pile in the sink. He grumbled and made his sad I-hate-doing-chores face. She leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. He reluctantly got up and trudged over to the sink, turned the faucet on and started washing. She sat down and po...
This instructional is not for fruits wanting to get pulverized in a blender. It's for people interested in the serious topic of personal transition from hairy to bald in the most intimate area. Also, it does not have tips on pubic shaving, as those are aplenty online, and I have nothing to add to what has been published. Finally, none of this applies to athl...
It had been a long evening. You made me jump through a lot of hoops before you were really ready for us to get together. I had just left my ex-girlfriend, not for you, but because we simply weren't going to make it. My hope was that since I was single now, before I looked for a new relationship, you and I could finally have some fun. So I saved my first payc...
Master is due home any moment. I anxiously anticipate his arrival. Naked, on my knees, back arched, and head straight, I wait near the entrance. My eyes lowered, knowing any eye contact without his permission surely would bring punishment. He circles his property, lightly touching my hair, and comes to a halt in front of his slave. I take my cue and remove...