For the past 2 weeks Marie had noticed when she got home that her mother was already there and locked in her bedroom. She could hear sounds on the other side of the door but was unable to clearly hear what was going on and it bothered her that Mona was keeping something from her.
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
“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
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
The offices here were disgustingly similar to those of every other employment agency Ginny Dennison had visited since Monday when she began in earnest to find a job. And not a particular job this time; she’d learned her bitter lesson about job-hunting long ago. This time she had promised herself to take anything offered to
I’m more than a little confused by my own response to the events in this story and hoped that writing it would help me understand my feelings a bit more. Part of me feels like a dirty slut but the other part of me is incredibly turned on about how slutty I can be! I’m
The first time I shaved my pussy, I looked at it as I was masturbating and loved the new look. I have a fat little pussy and a wide ass. My labia has such profound lips as they are quite puffy. I love to watch as I take my toys or my husbands cock between
Pamela and her horse were galloping up to a large, modern ranch house. She rode through the wide gate and directly into the large barn, jumping off the horse and walking him into his stall. There were several other horses in the barn but this was her favorite. She stroked his wide flank, rubbing the
I won’t bore you with my back ground. If you want that check out my other story titled Shelly. I will say that at the time of this story I was 18 and been K9 active for quite awhile. Now on to the story… My dad loved having horses on his farm and always made
“You’re drunk!” I laughed as I closed the door behind my slightly merry wife. “And you’re staring at my tits?” “They are very large darling… and only just in that… BRA!” my gasp made her laugh again as she hooked her thumbs under her strappy top and pulled it up to reveal twin; slightly sheened
The weekend came fast and Niki and her husband Karl couldn’t wait for the fun to begin. At least once every month they promised each other that they would have a sex weekend where the doors to the apartment were locked, the phone shut off and they did nothing but have sex all weekend long.
I’ve been wanting to tell my story for a while. I didn’t know how to do it because most definitely I didn’t want to voice it out. In today’s world, that would follow me for long time and that I don’t want. So I decided to type it out. Here it goes. I am Kerri
It was a hot night in August. The sun was setting, and Amanda was up in the hay loft of the barn watching the sunset. She didn’t mind the heat too much. The wind was lightly blowing and the cooler night air was starting to set in. She had flopped her cute, petite, 19 year