Let's face it, folks. Black people officially rule the world. A Black man is President of the United States of America. A Black man is Governor of New York. A Black woman is Mayor of Atlanta, Georgia. A Black man is Governor of Massachusetts. A Black man now leads the Republican National Committee. Hell, a Black woman is Governor-General of Canada, chosen f...
To be fucked by you is the best thing I can imagine. To be fucked by you, with my cum dripping down my legs, intermingling with the spilt wetness created by your fervent mouth upon my cunt spilling onto the counter below me is the best thing I could ever imagine. To be stretched out across the desk that separates us, reaching up on tiptoe with the arch of my...
Brett pulled the heavy door closed behind him, loosened his tie, and surveyed the room, a typical business traveler special. Good wifi. Generic wall art. A book of sightseeing that he couldn't imagine anyone was ever around long enough to use. Today had been a long day of hurry-up and wait in a crowded airport, then in a delayed prop plane, and last in a cr...
The woman was beautiful. Her hair was a tasty shade of strawberry-blonde, tastefully styled in a cap of curls around her face. Her inviting mouth was rimmed with red and her pale breasts bulged from just beneath the edges of the lace teddy, teasing him with their plump, freckled tops. He ached to rub his finger along those snowy peaks but he didn't know her...
He spotted her immediately as she stepped through the ramp doors in the midst of the arriving passengers. Mature, nearly 20 years his senior, but moving with a stroll that a man could not help but notice. Her linen business suit was conservative but the package was hardly demure. Her full breasts swayed without restraint under the sheer silk blouse, just as...
I was nervous when I texted my wife that morning. She'd gone to the shops and I asked her to buy me some nylons. She knew I liked to crossdress and we'd even fooled around once while dating with me in a leopard print stretch leotard and my breast forms. She'd loved it that time and it was one of the horniest weekends we had together. But since then things ha...
This is the reasonably factual story of a phase my wife and I went through a couple of years ago.We've pretty much moved past it all but we still look back on it as a fun experience. I've tried my best not to embellish anything as we guys tend to do. I've been married to Gabriella for 5 years. At the age of 26, my wife is stunningly beautiful. Her grandpare...
Mistress Betty paused to check her phone and returned to her dressing room at the end of the corridor. She applied another squirt of perfume, just to make sure, and she also took a crafty sip or two of red wine. Bugger it, she thought, it's Friday night after all! She strode back down the corridor, her heels clicking loudly on the tiled floor, giving her sla...
As our breathing settled, Lacey let go and stretched her arms above her head and her legs out wide and flat, coaxing my spent shaft from her sex. She opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile of contentment. "You're not bad for an old man." I exhaled sharply and rolled off her to my side, gently cupping her tits with one hand. "Well you're not bad for a...
It had taken too long, basically all day, to get to Chicago, and the last two hours were brutal, covering 12 miles or so. Seriously. But to the hotel, and into our suite. An added bonus was having a deep, Japan-style spa tub, and it didn't take long for Tracy to plunge right in. She invited me to join her, but it wasn't really conducive to seduction: a two...