I suppose that, like young Rufus in the old song, I have always been a Tit Man. Breasts, boobs, tits, hooters, mammaries - whatever you want to call them, I have always been fascinated by women's breasts. Of all shapes and sizes, the way they jiggle and bounce, the way they feel, the way they look, with or without clothes covering them, the way their nipples...
I live for feedback. ***** It's a cliché, isn't it? Man comes home early and finds his wife in bed with someone else. Only slightly less of a cliché in my case, as the 'someone else' was my wife's closest girlfriend - closest in every sense of the word. It was a quick divorce; no kids, only a rented flat, so the only squabbles were about books and cds. In...
Tom Meets Rose This is a story of two people from very different backgrounds. Tom is a rather socially quiet 21-year-old senior at a reputable university. Not a skinny man by any stretch, but slowly thinning from years nearing being obese, with much darker hair now. In addition, he now has much shorter hair as compared to his youth, which goes along with hi...
Even the best of us can succumb to temptation. Hi my name is Shazia. 22 years old. I am of Pakistani origin but live in the UK having married my husband 2 years ago, who was from the UK. I have big green eyes, small mouth but with thick lips, small nose, white skin, long black hair and some nice curves but very slim waist. I am the daughter of a really pi...
You don't think it's weird?" "No darling, of course I don't." Mimi smiled, kissing Sven's temple. "I love doing this." Sven sighed and looked up at her. She giggled and he raised an eyebrow. "What?" he asked, "What's so funny?" "Don't look so worried." She chided him, "I was just thinking how pretty you looked like that, all pouty and puppy dog eyes." Sv...
Paris, 1952 ‘I am so glad that you could come today, Mon Amie…’ Henriette smiled at me as she sipped her wine. She had invited me to stay for a week at her flat. ‘I’ve wanted you to meet Marie for ages…’ I sat trying not to stare at Henriette’s beautiful friend. Marie had wavy auburn hair and the most luminous green eyes I’d ever seen. She smiled at me, wa...
I'd made another dick-sucking date for the following Tuesday with Carla before she left. I had plenty to do that weekend, and Monday was spent with my partners in our attorney's office, going over paperwork. By Tuesday night, I was ready for some stress relief. But no Carla. I waited all night -- well, I hung out and played video games the whole night, my...
It was before one-thirty in the afternoon the next day when Jenny saw that creep again. He just walked into the cafe, sat down, and patiently waited for service with a genial smile. Jenny cut in front of a waitress to see to him. Excitement enhanced his pretty light blue eyes as she quickly, yet elegantly, walked over to him and gave him a menu. "Hello, wel...
Ivy slept with Harley vined around her. Usually, she thought of herself as a mighty oak, with Harley perhaps a tart fruit growing from her vines. She didn't feel that way now. She felt rootless, unmoored. When Harley cuddled her, her body stung. The sting made her nipples tingle. She detached herself from Harley, fleeing guiltily into the spacious bathroom...
Day Six – Servitude It was surreal. Surreal and mortifying. That was the only way to describe the morning's activities, Kelli decided. Oh, the day had started out quite well. She'd been especially attentive during Jack's morning blow job, rubbing her tits across his body even as she brought him up to full erection. She'd reacted appropriately chastened when...