If I had passed on picking up Mellisa the next night at seven my life over the next year would have been a whole lot less stressful, but I picked her up on time and headed for the motel. "What? I don't rate a date of any kind? Just going to haul me to the motel like some kind of round heeled slut?" "Isn't that what you are? You sure have been acting like o...
The Candy Club. So this is where it all began... The Candy Club, what is there to say, it is a vibrant place, four stage sets, three private rooms. The club provide, strip shows, private one on one, or two, or three... they provide Escorts, they have a great bar area, where you can mix with the Ladies, and the Gents if you are a woman, yes they cater for bot...
Leslie was very wet and I was certain that it was someone else's cum and not, as she tried to tell me, her own juices. The one thing I did know for sure is whatever had happened at the party that night, it had turned Leslie into a sex maniac. Our sex life was usually limited to three or four times a week and then usually only one time, but that night she wou...
I answered the door to find my young neighbor standing there with a measuring cup. "Um, hi, Mr. Jackson, my mom wanted me to ask you if you had a cup of sugar she could borrow?" "Borrow? Does that mean you're going to give it back when you're done?" She giggled and tossed her shoulder length red hair. "Um, I don't know, I mean, she's making cookies. I cou...
He watched the bubbles spiraling upwards in the tulip glass, then pressed it to his lips and filled his mouth. The Laurent Perrier exploded in a thousand mingled flavors as it bathed his tongue. "Can it possibly be three years?" he thought to himself. Three years, meeting every other month, would be eighteen encounters like the one that was to follow this...
Stephana Stevens was a very curvy chick with a huge sweet tooth. Though she eats healthily for a plus-size chick, Stephana had a penchant for anything and everything sweet. Every now and then, whether it's during her lunch break at work or after work, she would have a sweet craving. Sometimes she would go to the nearby bakery Sweet Sensations for some cookie...
He scared me, I don't know why I ever got involved but he was into music...he was into my music...he was into me.... I was late meeting with him. He hated it when I was late and my legs trembled as I walked to his front door. I took a breath and then pushed the door bell; he opened the door...but only after several minutes. He was definitely pissed. He ope...
Faith's eyes popped open when male laughter rumbled up from downstairs and woke her. Searching for Bill, she rolled over and found the bed empty. The blanket and sheet seemed to have fallen off. A chill shivered through her, as she turned on the bedside lamp. "Bill," she hissed, thinking maybe he was in the bathroom, and then realized the laughter from sou...
There is no sex in this little exposition. It is just me venting a little about what may or may not be happening between my wife and another man. * When my wife and I first met, she was a sexual dynamo. At first she was afraid to tell me all about her sexual history. She was afraid of how I would react to it, although in all honesty I always assumed that I...
"She what?" "She wants me to set up a gangbang for her. She wants me to round up ten or twelve guys and then she wants them to fuck her until she can't get them up anymore." "Has she lost her mind?" "No, she just wants a baby." "That doesn't make sense." "Sure it does, at least to her. That's what she is going for. She wants the gangbang at her most fer...