It was eleven-thirty when I woke up again and I heard the sound of Julie in the kitchen. She was pouring herself a glass of orange juice and speaking to someone on her cell phone. At first, it was difficult to make out any of the conversation when I sat up from my laying position on the couch trying to regain consciousness. At the time, Julie was unaware t...
"No, it's not made of saronite..." the teal-haired night elf warrioress tactfully pronounced. " 'En eye 'on't kno' wat ya want, missy." Soft-spoken and ever patient, D'Dea had been trying to get this dwarf weaponsmith to understand her request for a good fifteen minutes. She was increasingly of the impression he already knew he didn't know how to smith the...
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July 4 Marcus has been busy. Maggie asked me to move some of my clothes to the spare bedroom closet so Marcus wouldn't have to make the long drive back to Northern Virginia every night as he's now sleeping with my wife on our matrimonial bed a couple times a week. They have asked me not to watch them having sex any longer but in the spare bedroom I can he...
Authors Note: Angela is a real woman. This is a continuation of her fantasy, to be a whore. The tattoo WILL become reality. This story was inspired by klitorisring, who wants to see her inked. *** Angela and James had been to several tattoo shops in the area. Every one had their section on Queen of Spades tattoos, they were pretty common to be seen, althou...
Chapter 4 - Zoe borrows Gary's milk Gary stirred. It was already light, indeed it was more than early morning: it was quite late. He had rather overslept. But a retired man does not need to rise early. A man approaching sixty needs to recharge his batteries - both of them! As men find so often, he awoke with an erection - a really strong one. This morning...
I drove home from the airport after midnight. It had taken me twenty frustrating minutes to find my car. Hanoi to Hong Kong, seven hours, Hong Kong to Toronto, fifteen hours, and an hour in the car. I didn't even know what time it was supposed to be, and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I opened the windows, the sunroof, cranked some AC/DC, anything to stay awa...
Black-Spade Club I closed the door of my Honda Fit SUV and locked it. My wife was at the other side. She looked so beautiful in her NBD dress. I was in my simple Tommy Hilfiger shirt and jeans. We looked at each other knowingly. I approached her and held her hand. We both looked up and saw the board at the entrance of this beautiful building. There was a bi...
Leonard James "Buttweasel" Crabthorne was out on the prowl, and he was hungry for butt. Not a day went by when he didn't want to slip his crafty old sausage up some craven sphincter and today was no different. Wearing his best wig, a fine pair of stalking boots and a giant poncho, he was a visual education in magnificence. On entering his favorite drinking...
Bliss was on the edge of climax, and Penitent's centuries of experience in seduction let her extend the sweet torture almost indefinitely. Her nether parts were spasming, her body locked upright but shaking, and Penitent grinned wickedly as she flexed her muscles to roll the spade-like tip of her tail like a leaf of smokeweed. It was the succubus' tail that...