I hate whenever people start these stories by saying "I'm just a normal person." Well, you clearly aren't, or you wouldn't have such a fantastic story to tell, now would you? I'm not a normal guy, and I'm proud of it. I am not, however, above clichés, so I will get that out of the way right now. So I had a cock that granted wishes. All you had to do was eat...
It was 3 months after our first son was born. Julie was a dedicated mother and consistently nursed him. I also learned during that time to love the taste of her breast milk and about the excitement I got from squeezing her swollen breasts during sex, getting showered with her milk. Now my wife did not have huge tits when we got married. They were firm, but...
This is a hot and freaky sex parody. I was relaxing with my woman, Sofia Vergara, on our deck. She was looking her usual ultra hot self in a skimpy white thong bikini. We were sipping some margaritas and basking in the Malibu sun. I saw something in the distance that caught my eye. A fucking paparazzi camera. It was being held by another one of my mortal en...
At an ECW event weeks before Extreme Championship Wrestling's 1996 edition of Heatwave is scheduled, 'The Franchise' Shane Douglas is returning to his abysmal locker room that is below his standards. Dressed in yellow wrestling trunks Douglas sits down on a metal folding chair. "Heh, heh, heh that idiot Jericho doesn't realize it's just a matter of time befo...
A flash of lightning struck as Joscelin stood in the rain. A second flash and Joscelin looked up in fear as she saw a familiar black tower. The Tower was several stories tall with only one window at the top. She saw that the window was illuminated by what must have been a burning candle. She squinted her eyes thinking she saw a silhouette of a man. She knew...
(To the reader: This continuation of the story is told in the same style as the original installment. It was necessary in order to maintain the story line itself. PRECAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE: all characters in the following story are above the age of 18.) * I sit at the table in my room... waiting... anxiously waiting.... I have a drink... sip at it... Then...
The blow job contest having finished (see chapter 1) we settled down to eat. The club premises being an ex pub had a kitchen and the chef must have stayed on. I had that staple of Aussie pub food; a Parmie. Yes a huge chicken parmigiana smothered in cheese with chips and tomato sauce. Masterchef it wasn't. Then I belched and settled back for the next contest...
"Boy, tonight you're on your own again," Kevin's stepmom reminded him with barely hidden glee. The oversexed, overdeveloped thirty-two year old musclebitch and her equally oversexed, overdeveloped, musclebitch-fucker stepson were on a week-long college tour during Spring Break week, and they were about to finish dinner at a local diner in Madison, Wisconsin....
It was late. The house quiet and dark as everyone was supposed to be asleep. Larry was having a fitful rest after his long trip, even with a long hot shower, the soft mattress dressed with crisp fresh smelling sheets did not help him find sleep as the time approached three in the morning. Then he heard a slight creek, then another, someone was up. His ears...
We agreed that we would not turn Billie over to the police until we figured out what had happened and to see if we could help. Nothing more happened that day and Cathy and I had a long talk about the mornings events. I told her that it was ok if she continued to fuck Billie as long as I was there and she did nothing behind my back. She thought that it was a...