Shari wanted to take me on a tour of Ariel's big house. Ariel was talking to my girl friend, Mary, about a business project. Shari is Mary's best friend. And luscious looking. There were about 35-40 well to do black guests in Ariel's big beautiful house. I am white, 50, blue eyes and slim. There were a couple of other whites there, too. It was an older cr...
I opened the car door and slid inside, wincing as the seat met my tender, well-fucked pussy. He leaned his head inside the car window and kissed me strongly, his tongue forcing its way inside my mouth. Mmmmm... Rob kissed like he fucked, taking what he wanted without asking. It had been a long time since I'd been with a man, and I had missed it like crazy. "...
The next morning, I woke up, Chato's arms still wrapped around me. I turned and saw him looking at me, a small smile on his lips. I kissed him softly, savoring the feel of his warm lips on mine. The door opened and I looked over, a guard walking in and immediately jumping and looking away. "Could you two, uh, get dressed?" I looked down and realized tha...
This story is completely fictional and is intended for mature readers, the characters names and situations do not represent anyone real and are completely chosen at random. This all started about a month ago when I was getting bored with all the wannabe Mistress's I'd been encountering online for the past year, finally I had found a women who sounded for re...
Author would like to thank CopyCarver for his help editing this story. * Breathe deep, pick up the pace, keep going........the beach is only another couple miles in the distance......... was the mantra running through my mind as my hands sliced cleanly through the ocean water. In the predawn light I could barely make out the Malibu pier ahead on my left a...
"You always say that just the sound of my voice always makes you wet." "Yes... that's true... Completely true..." she said, leaning forward into the table, she added, "probably more than you can imagine..." "Even now?" Still leaning forward, she glanced around the restaurant then softly and shyly answered, "Yes... even now... Sir." "Although, you have ne...
She glanced up at the clock. Break was over. Wolfing down the last of her paltry sandwich, she tossed the wrapper neatly into the bin and headed out of the staff pantry. "Let's roll out before 18/1 starts driving the juniors nuts and nobody will go home on time again!" she hollered behind her. Her colleagues groaned and laughed in agreement. "But El, you...
Albert and Marianne, still arm in arm dragging her wagon, walked back to their alley carefully surveying the surroundings before heading over to their shelter. They wanted to be sure there wouldn't be any trouble regarding all the clothes that they had found Christmas morning. Safely storing Marianne's wagon with Albert's shopping cart filled with their stuf...
Prologue She is nineteen years old, with the body of a fifteen year old girl, and the eyes of a ninety year old holocaust victim. Her lips are a thin line of pink and crimson, and when they are not, they are parted in unspoken protests, revealing to everyone what happens when those protests are made audible. Her hair is a mess of knotted brown and dirty blo...
Lickety Clit's tits bounced to and fro about two feet from me. They were clearly fake. Too round. Plus, if you looked close enough you could see the scar from the incision. This is probably why pornstars aren't so keen on shooting their movies in HD. All their scars are on display. I've got my cock in my right hand, raw. It's only the second time of the day...