Three days after her “ride out” with Andrea and Lucifer, Sandra was on her way to Andrea in her car. Today the promised party with Max, Andy’s Doberman, was about to happen. Sandra was looking forward to it so much and she hoped everything would go well. Suddenly she thought about her first experience with
“I’m sorry Jim. I know it’s not you. It’s just that I’m tense… you know?” “Yeah, being in a fucked up ship in strange space does that to you.” I understood her feelings. Way back when the Minx Six incident had happened I’d seen things like this. People got weirder and weirder the longer we
I woke as the sun light peeked through the blinds above us, I could hear her breathing next to me. Smiling I reached under the covers and lightly touched her bare hip. Her breathing changed only slightly. I was surprised to feel a morning hard but I chalked it up to the three cans of
It was in the middle of the day. I was seated at a vanity in Helen’s bedroom brushing my hair. I hadn’t had a good chance to brush it out since arriving, and the brisk strokes tugging at my scalp felt good. My hair was longer than it had been in years, the thick brown
I had an opportunity to visit my sister last fall when an oddball assignment took me to Texas. I don’t usually like to leave New York in the fall. To my way of thinking it’s the nicest time of the year to be in the city, but I accepted anyway, as I had not seen
Lost in her thoughts, driving the four hour trip from the city, Molly turned off the exit at Junction 33, the big brown and white Forest-Service sign reading, “Entering Chattum River National Forest.” Molly remembered a prominent memory from when she’d visited when she was a girl, how she’d often wear just a light summer
I’ve been into the lifestyle for twelve years now. I was recently diagnosed with both HPV and cervical cancer. Although the cancer is under control now and I’m doing fine, I had to find a new outlet for my frustrations. This story is true, and one of my last experiences. I don’t know what bestiality
Suddenly, Carol felt her passionate neighbor slipping downward in the bed. She popped her eyes open, raising her head to watch in excited anticipation as the older girl’s voluptuous white curves slithered warmly downward on top of her, easing Carol’s own legs and thighs insistently apart with the wedging pressure of her supple, shapely body.
The big German shepherd panted as if grinning up at the tall, curvaceous girl with the long, ash-blonde hair, and whimpered in excitement when she reached down and petted his great head. She smiled, revealing a perfect set of even white teeth, oohed a pet phrase at him, then directed her attention to the attractive
Nikki stumbled toward the exit of the nightclub. The place was overcrowded, the music was thumping in her head and she had had too much to drink. She was wearing a tight black leather mini-dress that barely got halfway down to her knees, it was cut low enough that she couldn’t wear a bra with
“Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!” Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form. Brutus slammed his gargantuan eleven inch pecker deep into the lovely blonde girl’s impossibly
Celest opened the door to her house and stepped aside as Epic sauntered in. She turned around and the two embraced, pressing their lips together and invading each others mouths with their tongues. Celest could feel Epic’s Barbells moving against her tongue and began to imagine all the things she wanted done to her with
Beth was despondent. Her lover had left her for another woman. That man-stealing bitch! She was short and flat- chested. And she had a fat ass, too, even if she was very cute. Well, he’d regret it and come crawling back. And when he did, Beth swore she’d make him beg and grovel before she
I groggily rub my eyes awake and smile at the behemoth of the dog that has invaded my bed. “God damnit Brutus, go away” I laugh playfully at him. He is an Alaskan Malamute – a breed known for their loyalty, strength, and size. And in none of those categories is he found wanting. At
Twenty-four hours did a lot to ease the agony of that long hour in Bondman’s seedy office, and Ginny Dennison was far better equipped to deal with the memories rationally than when she had come home alone, her face reddened and streaked with tears, the afternoon before. Ginny sat up in bed, ashamed of having