Of course he was good looking. In fact, 'good looking' was an understatement. 6'4" and 240 lbs of muscle clad in tight blue jeans and an equally tight red t-shirt, he was intimidatingly gorgeous. Dirk Allen made his living as a male model, so Tina had expected intimidatingly gorgeous. Good thing for her she wasn't easily intimidated. If he hadn't been her a...
Their conversation had been wide-ranging and multi-faceted, wonderfully refreshing and satisfying. Dinner itself had been exquisite, the table as private as they'd hoped, the food superb - filet mignon, kale Caesar salad, turnip soufflé, and a bottle of intense, almost tannin-less syrah. Due to familial training, Taylor had very seldom tasted wine, but even...
Years ago, I served in the Navy and for numerous reasons I found that I was lucky to have my rating (job) specific training at a multi branch school in California. With how active and moderately intense basic training was, I wasn't expecting the bizarre combination of the Island of Misfit Toys mixed with Melrose Place and Cougar Town with a little bit of Hed...
Dana and I had been seeing each other for about 18 months. We had known each other for 10 years or so prior to that as co-workers for two different employers. She was gorgeous! She was a tick taller than me, standing right around 5' 10", with wavy, shoulder length, light brown hair, beautiful green eyes, and a smile that would light up a room. One of the nic...
*The "Driving Miss..." stories feature Jack Spencer, a 52 year old man who through a genetic fluke following treatment for a urological condition was gifted an 11" cock and a physical enhancement that results in him producing significantly more male pheromones than normal when he's aroused, which result in lots of very horny women in his life. To find out mo...
Amy tugged at her skin-tight shirt, stretched taut over her braless breasts. Tiny details bulged out against the black garment, from the faint bumps along her areolae to her tense nipple. Even calm, they were conspicuous. Anyone would notice them. Given her height -- seven feet and six inches, last she measured -- she'd be fortunate if people didn't run into...
*The teen character appearing in this story is eighteen years of age. * Authors Notes: This story is a direct sequel to the BAD M.I.L.F series; perhaps you should read that set of stories before this entry. I'd like to thank all my fans and others who have read and commented on my stories. ***** The toll taken on my body finally caught up with me as my kn...
Tags for this story: lesbian, anal, furry, cunnilingus, fellatio __________________________________________________________ Sandra looked up as the door creaked open. The setting Nevada sun outside shone in briefly as the big man entered her little bar. "Afternoon, Sandra," said Ned Chiang. The engineer wore jeans and a flannel shirt. Behind him came a fe...
It was just another afternoon on Wisteria Lane as Bree pulled into her driveway. The neighborhood was permeated with the rumpus of kids playing in front yards while neighbors walked their dogs and chitchatted. Grabbing her purse she stepped out of the car and popped the trunk open. Bree van de Kamp was a sight to admire. Though a widow in her early-forties w...
I had heard a rumor of its existence, but I had never expected to actually see it with my own eyes. "It" was a necklace featuring a bejeweled white octopus. It was a large pendant, nearly as large as my hand, featuring two large blue crystals for eyes and countless little cloudy-white crystals to represent the many suction cups along its eight twisting ten...