I peered through the half opened door. She had her back to me. She was fully dressed from the waste down. She had on loose black sweatpants that had be size 4XL. Her back fat spilled over her pants causing a muffin top. No clothes were on above her waste. I was dying for her
It was a night of drinking and partying a few weeks ago…….I ended up in my usual watering fountain to have one last drink before going home, I was buzzing really nice and felt good!! at the same time felt a little horny as well. In the bar my eyes caught a glimpse of a
I met Roger sometime in the sixties. We grew into the very interesting seventies. When least expected, we were best buddies. Roger is some 3 years older than myself, so besides being a great friend, he was some sort of teacher. Roger and me shared the first woman, and of course, Roger was there when
Arwen’s eyes sagged as she listened dully to the ranting between her husband, King Aragorn and his ‘guest’, GrimLord Torl Bain. For once the bellowing between her Lord Aragorn and the visiting barbarian king took the eyes of Bain’s troop off her. With a dismissive shake of her head she listened as they howled back
When I first loved, was loved by, a dog, it was a novelty. My favorite. Then, two dogs, got my neighbor involved and soon she too had a dog which I learned to enjoy. It had been weeks now and we would invite each other to our respective houses for a bit of dog fun…
I put one hand on the back of her neck and shoved her back over and kept on pounding. I leaned over her back and reached around to grasp the nipples of her 36 d’s. I had often wanted to do that as we grew up. As I continued to pound my sisters pussy I
“Morgane—wake up! I believe we might be in trouble…” Even as I shook Morgane the Strong’s powerful shoulder to awaken her from sleep, the tall warrior woman’s fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around the handle of a longsword that lay on the ground beside her. Like a sleek panther, her muscular body in one smooth motion
Hijabi slut Eni had a special talent, a dirty secret, her naughty passion hiding under her colourful headscarf – she loved giving blowjobs. Eni was about 5’6” tall, light skinned Pakistani with full lips and big eyes and a mole on her face, she wore her Hijab and colourful Asian clothes. She didn’t hold back
Enzos Niki Saso was riding the city bus home from work. She had graduated the year before and was still undecided about college. She was a very attractive young woman with long wavy blonde hair. She watched the world through eyes that were sky blue and hidden behind copper framed glasses. The bus was about
“What are you wearing, Diana asked”? Uh, I was just going to wear my board shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, why do you ask? Jack answered. “Because guys have it so easy, you just wear anything, whereas us women need to think about weather, what if I get wet, what will I wear if we
Jasmine watched the older white woman who ran the company walk away. The bitch, she thought. Just because she was a student aide at this plant, it was no way to treat her. She had just chewed her out for some misspelled words on a document she had given her to type and send out.
It was Christmas time again, and everyone was very joyful at the North Pole. Toys were being made on every table, hot chocolate was brewing and smiles abound. It was a beautiful holiday scene, with the exception of Dear old St. Nick being mysteriously absent. Which made one person very unhappy. Mrs. Claus… Mrs. Claus
My name is Rob and I am 40 year old typical average man, I have my own house, married to a beautiful wife and have an equally beautiful teenage daughter. This is a story about what happened one fateful night to both of them and how it nearly destroyed my life. It was Friday night
My girlfriend Jennifer and I were out of town for the weekend, and wanted to see some sights. I get very horny when we go out and she dresses like a naughty little cock teaser: a mini skirt, thin white blouse with no bra so her pert nipples stick out, fishnets with a garter, spike
My Grandma, Hazel La Forge was a farm girl who grew up in New Madrid County, a small farming community in the southeast Missouri bootheel. The family farm was just over 2000 acres of prime fertile land bordering the banks of the Mississippi River. The property was flat and easy to plow. Each harvest was