“I know this is a strange town but I’m sure you’ll be safe,” I told Sally, “I’ll be with you.” We were on vacation and I was trying to persuade her to go with me to an adult video shop I’d seen a few miles from our motel. “We can look for a new vibrator
This sex story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. “Well, young lady, it’s about time you got home. You’re two hours beyond curfew. Where have you been?” “Uh, just out?” “Parking with your boyfriend again I expect. Well, how far did you let him
Kathy first met a black man without her husband’s knowledge and had a great time experiencing her first taste of black cock. Kathy told me she loved meeting them and watching the contrast of seeing a huge thick black cock as it slices into her pussy. Kathy still felt guilty about going out with these
Misty sat in her dorm room on another lonely Saturday night. This was how she spent all of her Saturdays. A nineteen-year-old girl ending her freshman year in college, Misty’s life was an ongoing tale of sexual frustration. She had always had a pretty face, with full lips, large blue eyes, and long curly blonde
Being in a wheelchair and having to use the restroom at the local mall, I never paid attention to the holes in the sides of the handicap stall. Until all of a sudden a big black cock appeared in one of them. Being 26 years old and in a wheelchair for the last 8 years
They thought it was the worse room in the entire dorm. There was absolutely nothing they could do with it. It was ugly, it was at the far end of the building, away from the other rooms, and worse of all, it was right next to the boy’s laboratory; not the one everyone used. It
As I lazily drove along in the evening’s dim light and looked down at the hem of my black PVC mini-skirt, I saw that as I passed under the orange glow of the street-lights, the knob-end of my semi-hard cock, my black suspenders and my stocking-tops were plainly visible between my nylon-clad thighs! I seldom
It was my first weekend off in 3 months. Recently my company had assigned me to a huge project. Between the weekends with family obligations and some last minute assignments, I was looking forward to the peace and quiet. I shipped the kids off to grandma’s and prepared to do nothing. I was relaxing in
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. The September sun beat down on Lisa through the open sunroof of her blue Acura as she pulled up to her last case of the day in the middle of the projects. The young, 21 year
One night last week, we stopped into one of those adult bookstores that we frequent. There are a good number of booths in the back but only a few of them have gloryholes. One of them has two which is the one my girl wanted to go into. Little did I know that she had
My wife and I visited the local glory holes once or twice a month, so it was no big deal when I told her I wanted to go again soon. It was unexpected however, when I told her I wanted to do things differently next time. I had bought a mask for her to wear
When I awoke, I shook my head to clear it and realized that I couldn’t move. My arms and legs were bound to a straight-back chair. I tried to speak, but my voice was muffled, my lips held fast. They had put duct tape over my mouth. I raised my head and my vision cleared,
I could feel my prick spasm and my balls tense as my jism began to rise. I sat there at the table looking around at the faces surrounding me like a deer in the headlights of a truck. I knew that I was about to cum any second but there was nothing I could do
Gail looked through the large hole in the wall just in time to see the man pull down his pants and yank on his large erection. He immediately paused at her intake of breath. He turned toward the hole and smiled. Slowly, he guided his large member to the opening in the wall. Panic struck
“That’s it Bitch suck that dick!” Leon said harshly. This is what I heard every morning before classes started at Jensen High School. The group of black seniors would walk into my office and close the door behind them. I would know that would be my cue to take out the small blanket and kneel