I am not a weak person! I am not someone who will take being walked on over and over again! Keep trying and you will find out my boots are bigger! My heart and mind and turning to stone again, and you are the cause. Hope you enjoy the ramifications of your actions. I don't do touchy, feelly anymore, I am about go all ouchie, bleedie! I can only ask for resp...
(Great thanks to my editor, Takemeawaymylove) I'm a carpenter and remodeler by trade, and as such I get to meet a lot of interesting people and work in all kinds of homes, from simple mom-and-pop neighborhoods to the richest of estates at times. This line of work usually has me working for wives, while their husbands are at work, which has given me a few...
I stepped out of the shower shivering slightly, moving quickly to the bathroom heater. I breathed out as I warmed up slightly and used a big fluffy towel to dry off. Naked I stood in front of the mirror cleaning up a spot on it wiping off the hot water fog so I could do my hair. The bathroom door swung open and my room mate, Leighton Meester walked in quick...
"We won! WE WON!!" Shouted Josh, jumping around the apartment like he had jumping beans up his ass. "We won. We won. What did we win?" Ask Shawn with a clueless look on his face. "A free trip man!" Said Josh with excitement. "A free trip where?" Asked Shawn. "To Iraq. A once in a lifetime chance to go to another country and see what kind of girls they ha...
Helen had enough. She could live with the jiggling and bouncing about but now somebody was clearly abusing her breasts. She had just returned from her usual run and was truly thankful that she had made it home somehow. She had stumbled several times already, just because of some unexpected sensations in her chest area and was about to sit down somewhere unti...
I met my best friend Mike at the club on Saturday morning, just as we'd been doing every Saturday now for the past several months. But unlike every other Saturday since we'd been meeting there, there was something different about the way Mike was acting, which included the almost goofy looking smile on his face. "Ok, spill it!" I told him as we went into th...
Chapter 19: Stephanie's Story, Again--After Intermission for Pussy Torture [Okay, this is the next to last chapter...over soon.] "If we're back to my story, now," said Stephanie, "then I'm just going to tell you, again: I have no story!" This time, though, she said it without challenge, almost dreamily. She hadn't moved to cover herself—no modesty. She la...
As we exited the club, I reached a hand behind me. It landed on James' belly and I rubbed it in a little circle, enjoying the automatic tightening of the muscles there before sliding my hand lower. "You've got an iron bar in there," I noted, gently working his cock. "You want to find a secluded area and I'll suck you off?" I waited for a response. None came...
The crowd of fifty-something wrestlers applauded as the bell rang. Dee was already in trouble as her opponent attacked with a savage fury. Even though she was two inches taller than her opponent, the 5'2" woman was besieged by her ebony opponent on all sides. When they had went to lock up, Daisy had attacked with a chopping thrust to Dee's windpipe, making t...
(Ongoing series of stories about sexy older women who love using young studs as their cum-fed sex slaves!) * Annabelle and Meredith just came back from their daily morning walk, a ritual the two best friends engaged on daily to keep their hot, GILF bodies in prime muscular shape. Annabelle was 62, a gorgeous silver-haired blonde with lithe, lean legs and...