Friday nights were made for going out. However, sometimes it's good to stay in. My name is Wonda Saint-Thomas. A very tall, beautiful and voluptuous Haitian-American sister with a story to share. I graduated from Brockton Community High School a while ago and enrolled at Langston Hughes College, a historically Black institution located in downtown Boston, Ma...
Early morning. I rolled over to check the clock and threw my arm over my pillow. That is not my pillow, that is a person. Slowly the memories of last night began to come back. I was the designated driver but Tim, Tim got wasted. Beyond wasted. He began to annoy people. A better way to put that would be to say that he pissed everybody off so much people we...
"So...you finger fucked that guy's girlfriend, Jenny. But what about Brittany?! I thought you had a threesome." Layla said impatiently wanting to hear more. "Oh yeah Brittany..." I smirked; unconsciously I pushed my semi-erect cock against the underside of the table as I remembered. "She was about Jenny's age, which is a little younger than me, Brittany had...
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I was 25 and looking to start new after a bad breakup back home east. I was the definition of average, 5'9 in height 185 in build with a slight stocky frame and a smooth 7.5 inch cock to top it off. I preferred being alone and being picky as fuck on what porn video to watch, but I needed human contact eventually. I found a job at a tech help desk in Best Buy...
My name is Kenneth Jason Sturgood. Friends call me KJ for short. I'm a student at Illyria College in the city of March Wood, Maine. Although a native of South Central, Los Angeles, I've grown quite fond of the city and the college which welcomed me. Illyria College is a fine school located in a fine town. I sometimes miss my friends and my folks back in Los...
She would lounge on her couch, wearing sexy clothes or sometimes not a stitch, and lie to herself about how she could be satisfied with her husband's penis. She called it a penis because that's all it was, anatomically correct, but...well, she self-snarled: It wasn't a big cock! Oh, fuck, it wasn't. Like all of women friends, she'd laughed at size queens an...
"Bashir, where in hell are you? Come here, I think I've been bit," Marlene Thompson shouted as she stumbled out of the warehouse, clutching her wounded knee with one hand while holding her pistol with the other. Wandering the warehouse in search of food wasn't a good idea, but hunger has a way of making people do things they wouldn't otherwise do, even durin...
A/N: This story is set in the Warcraft universe, and as such is heavily influenced by it's lore. For further information(such as pictures) about characters such as Sylvanas, visit WoWPedia.org and use the search button. Dark Ranger Clea grit her teeth together as yet another screech berated her eardrums. Quickly, and on silent feet, she peaked into the...
I watched my lover Synthia walk across the main exhibition hall of the Javits Center. My company was in the middle of a trade show; for those of us in the IT/Networking business, participating in the fall Interop technology show was on the list of "Must Do" events we did every year, and while most of our company's team were sales and marketing people, the de...