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I couldn’t fucking believe my wife. Here was this proud outspoken
black woman screwing and blowing a bunch of white guys for money. It
was just fucking amazing to see.
Carlota crawled over to another one of my white bosses and dipped her
face down over his crotch, I looked wide eyed as another one of the
naked company executives …
“But Mom, I love him.”
“I’m sure you do, Sasha. All I’m saying is . . .”
“You think it’s puppy love.”
“I don’t either.” Helen thought it was closer to ‘bitch in heat’ than to
‘puppy love,’ but saying so would be a sure way to lose her daughter.
“Remember Steve?”
“That was puppy love.”
“I’m not so sure. …
Read More →Considering what the Federals had done to her and hers, Bertha
Evans felt that she had kept her feelings about them remarkably
impersonal. Although they had invaded her country, crippled her
brother, killed her fiance, stolen most of her family’s property
with that horrid “Emancipation Proclamation,” and were occupying
Twin Oaks at that very minute, she could express her opinions …
Jennifer made it home shortly after the first snow flakes started to
fall in what would turn out to be a wicked blizzard. Good thing too as
her sports car doesn’t operate well on anything other than bare, dry
pavement.
“It’s soooo cold out there,” she said, and after welcoming hugs from
her mother and I she tossed her coat …
I knew that there was no way that Kristina’s parents would allow her
to go to the block party with me, and I wouldn’t ask her to sneak
around against her father’s wishes, so I decided to give Becky
Steinman a call. After all, why should I be the only kid there
without a girl to hang out with?
“Hi, …
Read More →The following story is a work of a dirty mind. It is complete
fiction.
Halloween has different meanings to different people. For others, its a chance to live
out their fantasies. For me, it is a constant reminder of a night
that changed my life.
I had gone to the annual Halloween bash at the local Travelodge.
Most of the …
I have chronic back pain due to an injury, so while I’m always “up”
for sex, I’m not always up for sex. Sure, I’m a married guy in his
twenties, at my sexual peak, so I’m always thinking about fucking my
hot wife. And if you were married to her, you’d feel the same way:
nice big juicy tits, plump …
I’d just finished my dinner and returned to my truck. It had
been a long day with over 1000 miles of driving, and I was
looking forward to some
time alone in the cab with my porn. But just when I was starting
to settle down I heard a knock on the door.
There was a 18yo girl at the …
Read More →Charlie was with one of the cutest girls in the 11th grade,
a Junior. Charlie himself was a Senior. He was 18, his
birthday being at just the right time, he had started school
a year late almost. The girl he was with was also 18 having
just turned 18 a couple of weeks before. She was only a
Junior …
I tenderly pressed my lips on Vicki’s, and she gently kissed back as
the warm smooth innards of her pussy threatened to send me into a wild
ejaculation. I wanted to enjoy her for a longer time before that
happened. I had slowed down and even stopped pumping several times in
the long while that I’d been inside her.
Vicki …
Read More →I’ve been hard at work all morning. No matter how busy I am, my
cock has a to-do list all its own. Luckily for me, I’ve learned
the art of time management.
I walk over to the bookshelf. I can feel Diana’s eyes following
me. I know that inside her tight purple panties, she is getting
wet just from the …
She was staying with me for the summer. My
granddaughter, Marci, was twenty years old and sexy as
hell. She was developing into quite the young lady.
No she did not have monstrous tits. She was just like
her mother and grandmother, small firm tits, medium
nipples, slender body, four foot eleven inches tall and
ninety pounds of woman.
Almost …
Read More →Sales, thought Jeff, is hell.
This insight into the universe came to him on the 8:00 night
flight to Chicago, a trip which had forced the cancellation of his
annual Valentine’s Day date with his wife. With their dual careers, it
was hard enough to get time together for a quiet evening, much less a
special occasion. Nancy was lecturing …
“So,” her voice was a horse whisper. “Do you want to come back to my
place and have sex with me?” she looked across at me.
I looked up shocked. Then I recovered my composure. “Why?” I asked,
putting an edge in my voice.
She smiled, almost giggled, “What do you mean?”
“I mean, what’s the point, Alexandra?” I looked …
I woke up in dim light and wondered why Jasmine hadn’t pulled back the
curtains. Then I realised I was in a single bed with a warm body
pressed close to me. I was wide awake instantly. The memories of last
night came flooding into my mind.
“Shit,” I whispered.
Alexandra murmured something in her sleep.
I realised she was …