All that action had Michelle quivering with excitement. Her arms were raised exposing her bushy underarms. Long strands of silky soft fur grew all over her jet-black bushy armpits. She leaned forward and took my erect member into her hot wet mouth. She tongued my cock head and though I am not as big as Samuel I am a good solid 10 inches big. She turned her h...
Baby Girl had been a customer for years. One of my best ones, always courteous, didn't get pissy if I was later than usual delivering her packages to her, left me little gifts at Christmas. Twice a month -- at least -- I was walking up her walkway, a box or two in hand, my brown delivery truck idling in the driveway. Generally, I could time it so that I was...
"Hello, Wendy, how are you doing?" Samuel asked as he looked at the tall, slender, blonde-haired, forty-something friendly woman whose deceptively frail demeanor hid more strength than most people realized. Clad in her blue work shirt and dark pants, Wendy stood at a corner near the Walmart entrance, casually smoking a cigarette in the dark. "Hey, Samuel, I...
I love the taste of Arab pussy in the morning, I thought to myself as I spread my sweetie Safiya Mahmoud's thick, sexy legs and inhaled her cunt's sharp scent. Eagerly I buried my face between her legs, and began eating her pussy like a hungry man. The bed shook as Safiya moaned and groaned while I pleasured her. "Slow down, Yousef, no need to rush," Safiy...
FTM. Do you know what that means? For the unwary, it means female-to-male transsexual. That's what I am, even though I haven't begun any surgeries or started taking hormones yet. If you were to look at me, you'd see a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired, kind of tomboyish white chick. You might even check out my big boobs and big white butt and think that I'm hot,...
Well, I got a couple of great responses from my first story, so I thought I might try it again. It's weird, but it hasn't been since I started writing that first story about a recently deceased friend of mine who had taught me oral-sex skills that I've really looked back at my sexual history. I always assumed I was just like one of millions of girls nowadays...
I picked Debbie up just after 9 on the Saturday morning. It was already hot and I was curious what she would have chosen as 'appropriate' clothing. I was in shirt and trousers, jacket and tie in the back in case needed for the evening. I was not disappointed, she had gone for a shortish pencil skirt in grey with a matching jacket and a white, quite sheer bl...
Okay, so I was sitting at my favorite computer inside the Carleton University library when I learned from the client liaison officer of Securitas Canada that I was fired from Bell Canada, supposedly because someone thought they saw me sleeping in the ladies room. What the fuck? I looked at my cellphone like it was possessed and shot the bearded Arab libraria...
Salutations, dear reader. My name is Gertrude Finkelstein and I am a woman with a rather important story to share with you. I was born in the City of Woodward, Oklahoma, in 1977, to a Jewish American family of German and Polish descent. In the summer of 1995 I moved to Boston, Massachusetts, to study at Northeastern University. I earned a Master's degree in...
A sharp thud of the toolbox slamming down next to front door signaled that her husband was home. She quickly scurried from the kitchen making sure his place at the table was set. Sweat pouring off her face from preparing his food for two hours, but it would all be worth it. Just one taste of the roast she had made for him, and she might get one of those r...