Four girls and eight men, all hot and flustered. We all gathered together in a club and a bit of a dance and giggle. The four girls, myself, Lisa, Casey and Jo told the guys to come join us up in the hotel room in ten minutes. When entering the hotel room we could see a Jacuzzi in the far right hand corner, a king sized bed to the far left, covered in red s...
Layla is a slut, period. She loves sex, any kind, especially anal. She doesn't keep men around for long because they just can't seem to keep up with her very high sex drive. She has even scared some men away with her sexual requests. Lonely and depressed Layla decided to sign up for a special dating site where people with high sex drives can meet people with...
Last year my husband and I vacationed in Cancun. Cancun has a vibrant escort business and my husband talked me into trying one. I had to fill out a questionnaire about sexual turn-ons and what kind of escort I preferred and what kind of sex I liked and it even had a choice of cock sizes! At first we thought about a three way but at the last minute my husband...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. The phone rang, once, twice, three times and then I heard James voice from the other end....
This is based on a true story that happened to my ex-wife and I many years ago. Going back 15 to 20 years ago when I was still married to Lara the first class train carriages had individual compartments that would seat 8 people, these compartments were separated from the corridor by 2 windows and a sliding door. My ex-wife is called Lara and she was a stun...
Note: Everyone depicted in this story is aged over 18. The "Little Heifer" is 39 IRL. Uma Thurman was 23 in Pulp Fiction if you're looking for an age to put the other women at for your imagination. **** The leather of the car seat sticks a little to my bare arse. My cunt is already a little wet, when I got into the back of the luxury sedan, I had been inst...
Behind Blue Eyes -Part 1: The Tempest Gate- Like a drop of blood over alabaster skin, the fox fled across the desert. Burnt coal paws glided effortlessly along the worn line of indentation, all that was left of an ancient coach-road that once ran through this dry country. Any scant tracks she might have left in the alkali were quickly torn away by gyratin...
I'm not perfect and it could use some more of something but I can't put my finger on it just yet or grasp the concept well but this is the first step. I appreciate all criticism especially constructive. But please be patient. Also, I do not own any of the picture or photos used in at least this chapter or book cover. Much love, Olivia. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
It was like the many times before. He argued, she hurt, they screamed. As always it ended in a dead silence of cold wrath stretching in the hours ahead. But currently she wouldn't focus on the hurt or on the annoyance such situations always caused. They had a party to host; As a loving couple who defined #couple-goals for so many, as the couple of the year...
We agree to meet in the parking lot as you know it won't be easy to find your camping spot down a long-unmarked road. After driving for what seems like forever you finally pull over into a clearing. Your tent is set up overlooking the river and the picnic table sits close to a fire that is ready to be lit. I get out of my car and walk over to you. You stop...