It had been two weeks, Allen was horny, and he wanted to fuck. It’s funny how wives can so thoroughly train their husband’s libidos. Early on in their marriage, Deatra had programmed Allen not to initiate sex by the simple tactic of rejecting him each and every time he tried. Not directly or in any way that could be described as emasculatingly cruel; but in...
Kissing Kate Upton, while she's laying on you in nothing but a gray tee shirt, her huge natural melons rubbing your chest, with no bra to get in the way... is a pretty fucking great way to spend ur day, evening, or night. "Cum in me daddy. I wanna have your baby. Mmmmmmmmm." Kate being sexy, slutty Kate. Having Kate Upton tell you to cum in her, cause she w...
Under the Abaya Part one When someone asks you about Arab women, you would probably think about religious women who are brutally oppressed by male clerics. You would think about how they are forced to wear a hajib and cover their faces, how their male oppressors are allowed to have multiple wives and that they have little to no rights. You would probably...
The blow job contest having finished (see chapter 1) we settled down to eat. The club premises being an ex pub had a kitchen and the chef must have stayed on. I had that staple of Aussie pub food; a Parmie. Yes a huge chicken parmigiana smothered in cheese with chips and tomato sauce. Masterchef it wasn't. Then I belched and settled back for the next contest...
Chapter 1 I've been married for almost twenty years. In all that time, I thought we had the perfect marriage. However, recently, I came to learn that all was not as I had imagined. Much to my shock, apparently, my wife Natalie wasn't satisfied with our sex life. It was too dull for her, too vanilla, and I was too mundane, too gentle, and loving. My wife, it...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Dakota Kai or Tegan Nox or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Tegan Nox knew this was a mistake, she just couldn't help herself. Up until recently Dakota Kai had been the best friend she'd ever had, practically a sister to her. Or at le...
She fiddled furiously along the highest notes of her fiddle as the drums and saxophone kicked in behind her to support the tone. She angled her chin to brilliantly smile at the gathering crowd while striving to maintain a firm grip on her violin. An old lady with chickory coffee from the left, an eager young man staring at her legs and compressed breasts fro...
"So you're sure about this?" Melissa asked anxiously. We'd just finished a nice, simple dinner of pork chops, scallop potatoes and Caesar salad and managed not to curdle the flavor by bringing up the Mixon Match club. We'd talked a bit after getting home the previous night, mostly probing to find the extent of any potential hurt feelings or ego bruising. Wh...
*This story is in the same alternative universe as Part 1. It did not happen. I am not affiliated with WWE.* ** "How 'bout once in a while, WE add the stakes from last week to certain matches?" Becky Lynch was about to step into the Women's locker room for this week's episode of RAW, and the first voice she heard, was from the woman who seven days ago had...
Foreword: This story is based on a true event. However, I have changed the names and setting to protect peoples' identities, and have embellished it here and there for the sake of the story. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy"...