This is NOT commissioned by the French Tourist Board – It's sort of 'O' meets Dracula, if you like. * Sandra and Rachel had been going to take a package deal to the Greek Islands. Just like every year. But they left it too late to book, and all the best offers were gone by the time they decided they could get away together for two weeks in July. So they e...
I used to be terrible at giving head. Some of this was aversion to dribbling, gagging (which I have a remarkable reflex for) or the very idea of getting cum anywhere on or in me. I didn't want to appear anything other than perfectly proper when on my knees. And of course, the overriding reason I didn't give in to the whispers of that demon succubus on my sh...
Hi, this is my first time doing anything, but I really like this site, and thought it was my turn to contribute. I have an idea where this is going, but please review, help and suggestions are very welcome!! ***** "Mmmm Brooke, yea, ohh just like that..." Mike grunted between strokes. "mmm I'm gonna come..." I grabbed his shoulders, rocking my hips up an...
I looked up as the young girl writhed and gyrated on the counter above me, a university student in a whore's costume. Her adult but almost boyish body looking incongruous in electric blue hot pants and pink push up bra, quaint in its old fashioned seedy promise. Her eyes fixed straight ahead, looking at herself in the gilded mirror on the wall opposite in al...
"You don't suppose your uncle was kidding?" Baxter wondered, peering through the gray and empty wood suspiciously. If there was a house there, he couldn't see it. Neither could she, but she had followed these directions precisely. She was not used to making mistakes. "He's not the kind of man to kid around," Shari said. "Based on what I've read in the paper...
She was nestled up next to him tightly when he woke up. She enjoyed his warm embrace while she slept, but it was pure torture for him. His cock was harder than ever and ready to cum. He fought off the urge to hump her as she slept. He knew better. With every breath he took in the scent of her. He struggled desperately as his pent up sexuality fought for cont...
The hilarity of the BBC stories appearing across the internet has always amused me. The foot long dongs, the brainless men and women, the language used, the silliness of the whole "interracial" gamut, it is really very humorous, especially when the writers and readers take themselves seriously. I decided to write my own. Here we go... Thanks to my editors,...
The agony of my lust for the stranger stayed with me throughout the day. Wandering around the house performing my duties, every object became a potential candidate for entry into my stirring loins. The candelabra never looked so magnificent as it did so today. I took extra care in polishing the coat rack so it stood more proudly, and I carried the kindling l...
Food was good. I had been running on an adrenaline high for hours. Joel's place has a cook's kitchen. He whipped up some omelettes, that and the black coffee and Bloody Marys helped me to step it down a couple of notches. We were all dog tired, and so after my fifth or sixth Bloody Mary I was down for the count. When I woke up, it was night. I wandered arou...
Jack watched through the one-way glass at the top of the banquet hall. On the floor below him was his partner Steve "entertaining" a reporter from one of the local news magazines. She, like all her kind, was interested in what was going on out at the Hotel Belladonna, rumored to be the site of sex orgies and other kinky goings-ons. Interested as she might be...