Copyright 2012 by madengineer3 This is fiction! Any resemblance to any real person or place is simply coincidental. * Ever since elementary school Marvin Whyte had been a egotistical bastard. Both of his parents were full professors in a nearby college. They had "old money" via inheritance and "new money" because they enjoyed working. Marvin wasn't born...
The name is Richard Raymond. Friends call me Dick. And I absolutely live up to the name. In just about every way. At first glance, I seem like any regular Joe in the big city. Standing six feet six inches tall, somewhat heavyset but still solid, with dark brown skin and short hair. Just a big and tall, well-dressed and clean-shaven black man strolling down t...
I was pissed but not surprised. As usual, I was heading off to a weeklong business trip without enjoying any sex with my wife in the days prior leaving. Yes, we've been married for twenty-five years. Yes it's not like we are burning up the sheets anywhere near as often as when we were younger. Yes, she's never had cause to distrust me while I was away. But d...
I was once married to a woman with a great body and fantastic legs. She occasionally danced on an amateur level, which seemed to enhance the quality of her athletic, but slightly muscular legs. I love a little softness to calves. I wasn't into boobs at that point in life; otherwise her breasts might have been a slight disappointment compared to my present...
After a hard workout with my trainer in the gym last night I hit the showers the warmth of the water soon relaxed my tired muscles and as I poured shower gel over my breasts I could not resist tweaking and rubbing my nipples causing a delicious tingling sensation in my most intimate area. My nipples are incredibly sensitive and I love to have them sucked a...
My name is Thomas Jessel and I'm a big and tall, ruggedly handsome young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Dale down in Boston. I'm one of many commuter students from neighboring Massachusetts towns who attend that school. It's a fairly decent institution. It's the setting of my current adventures. I'm a regi...
Mel was sitting on the corner of the cheap hotel king-size bed. Aroused, nervous, simply scared by the whole story, he still wanted it to happen. Once a lifetime dream, now a striking reality -- it was all here, from the remote sound of the cars passing by to that filthy, nasty smell of the motel building... "Hi, my name is Melinda. I am a young closet cros...
I had just broken up with my girlfriend of two years. I spent a couple of weeks moping around the house, thinking that I had lost my last chance for love, my last chance for happiness, and perhaps most importantly, my last chance for sex. Everything around the house reminded me of Kimberly. My room was littered with homemade picture frames, stuffed animals t...
She was alone in a new city full of exciting possibilities and had dressed appropriately in a form-fitting white satin knee-length dress with spaghetti straps. She was five foot five, small, yet devastatingly curvy, 8G firm natural breasts, full hips and ass, shapely legs, long platinum blonde hair and milky pale skin. She was beautiful and she knew it, she...
Paul leaned up against his red sports car and watched Leah walk towards him. His cock was pressing against his pants and he could barely contain his excitement. Leah was wearing a red dress with matching high heels. She was tall and lean and had the most amazing breasts. They were a triple D and pressed against her dress. He had spent many nights titty fucki...