(Let me lead you through the sepia-toned, historic setting for this tale - colonial India - where you will experience some of the most delicious Clothed Female Naked Male fun you have ever come across. On the banks of the Ganges the senior boys' college was filled with aristocratic 18 year olds, thrillingly subject to the discipline of female English teacher...
Love in the time of Corona I went out shopping yesterday, for something small but necessary, and wouldn't you know it, on the way back in the building I encountered workers doing repairs on a landing in the stairwell. Construction goes on during this crisis. It was a team of Latin Americans, and they were boisterous and I would have to pass through them,...
Dear Readers, new, regulars and loyal Followers of my works, I remembered promising a number of you that I would continue my popular story about Kathy and Tom's holiday to Jamaica. The story entitled "My Wife's Very Special Holiday" was my initial published work. 50 published works later, that very first one has garnered the highest readership and event...
Chapter 23 "Brad you come in with the truck Sam we will take a bar to get things rolling." We arrived at the bank and I said, "I like to see the bank manager they asked if we had accounts I said, I do it got about 10.00 in it." "Well I am afraid Mr Thompson is very busy without an appointment he can't see you." "Fine can you handle a large deposits spread...
*Note to readers: I don't have children in school, but I do have tremendous concerns with education in America. I believe the entire system needs to be dismantled and rebuilt from the ground up, but also believe that will never happen for a variety of reasons. I can't even touch on all of the problems or why I see them as concerns let alone offer proposed so...
It was one of those days when there just wasn't anything to do. I had tried the TV, the radio, and had looked through my CD and tape collection. Absolutely nothing appealed to me. I had even considered putting one of my porno tapes in the VCR and jacking off to Ginger Lynn, Nina Hartley, or Annet Haven. Even this really wasn't what I wanted. Almost in desp...
Arlen looked at himself in the mirror, as he did every day right after he showered and dried off. "The same me again." he grumbled to himself. "The same stupid name, the same body, the same weird hair, the same face, the same dick." He looked at his penis in the mirror as he held it between two fingers. He let out a sigh. "Hell, it hardy gets used. Even I d...
This is just a warning that this story is not my usual BTB work. So, if that's what you're looking for you should probably move on. All of the names, details and dialog in this story are completely fictional. But, the bare bones of this story reflect my life. ***** It was a typical hot and humid late July day in Charleston, SC as I enjoyed a pleasant lunch...
It was an autumn afternoon and the wind had a brisk bite as it blew across the steadily emptying parking lot of William Jefferson Clinton High School. Gretchen Ames did not feel the chill however, despite the fact that the cheerleader's uniform she was wearing was so very brief. The passionate, hungry kisses being pressed to her lips alone would have probab...
"Take this big black dick, you filthy white whore." The guy screams out as his grip around my waist tightens and he pounds my pussy into submission. "I love your big black cock." I screamed out for what seemed like the millionth time in my life faking that his below average size dick was destroying my sweet white pussy. As he pounded away on my pussy, my mi...