Lynette looked through the racks and stands of sexy outfits. She searched for something that would be just right as a present for Demitrius's birthday. She wanted something that wasn't too sluttish but also something that would really make him hot for her. She picked up a red corset from the rack and held it up to see it better. Hmm... this might work she t...
Memories are all I have left now. I'm eighty-five years old and live in an assisted living home where I have everything I could want except for a hot pussy in my bed at night. My cock doesn't even get hard anymore what with all the drugs the doctor has me on for high blood pressure just to keep my ticker going for another day or week or month or so. As if I...
I was mesmerised. She sat opposite me in the café in the huge new shopping mall. Her crotch which was exposed to me in all it's bare-naked glory had dissipated the drained pissed off mood I was in and had turned it into elation at the sighting. Frustrated at the lack of upskirt opportunities in this admittedly early day in the year, but it was a spring sunsh...
NOTE: The following essay was sent to the author via OuijaMail, a new mobile app that promises to be the next Instagram. Its proprietary technology allows correspondence between contemporary authors and historical figures. The sender of this essay claims to be Samson, a legendary barbarian warrior from the Middle Ages. According to an unpublished essay by Jo...
Let me start this by first giving you some background. My wife owns a retail business and occasionally has to go to market in other cities. She's not a very worldly person and is a bit naive at times. She has not had a whole lot of sexual experiences in her life, we fooled around once with an older neighbor when we first got married, but that is the extent o...
Everyone in this story is 18 years of age or older. ***** "Students, teachers, one and all, welcome back to Aurora University. I hope the break has been an enriching experience for all of you, and hope that you are all refreshed for the start of the new school year. "Year Ones, perhaps it would be prudent at this point to address some of the special rules...
NOTE: This is written in a first person style, if you are a woman reading this just imagine you are the subject of the passion, if you are a guy, pretend you're me. The Concert It was by pure chance that I was in Rapid City that night, and this band was in town. I heard about it on the radio, they said there were still a few tickets available. It was my fa...
It was City High School 's five-year class reunion, in a city where a five-year reunion is the norm, as opposed to most places we know. Skylar came back from college after receiving a degree in photojournalism. Everyone knew Skylar as this quiet and reserved person that very few people hung out with, but knew. Jake and Ty were good students, but better athle...
Merida galloped on her horse, Angus, with her red hair freely flying in the wind. It was Saturday. The day she was free from her princess duties and could spend her time however she chose. On her shoulder was her quiver and in her hands a bow and arrow respectively. She quickly slipped the arrow over the notch and fired an arrow. It struck true to the red an...
Chapter 2: Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster) Steve looked at Laurel's hairy swollen cunt, its engorged clit protruding with a thick white puddle of cum obscenely oozing out and running down her ass, and felt his cock stir. His wife had never looked sexier! Amazed at how quickly his cock had returned to attention Steve shoved it into her well...