Me – 29, white • Bull’s slut/my wife – 29, black and mexican, thicc, 5’4″, gorgeous face, big, brown doe-eyes, with luscious curly jet black locks, yes the carpet matches the drapes, big, supple lips, tight, wet pussy, big, natural but tight ass and tits, toned, sinewy back and thicc thighsI’m already freaking out and
This is a story loosely based on my experiences in college. Loose enough that this could be called fiction. Obviously names and dates have been changed. All characters mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older. I hope you love my characters. Enjoy!* * * * * * * * * *Early
Hey guys, here’s Chapter 24. I hope you enjoy it! As always, this is a world without STI’s, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.-WittyStevenA small breath escapes my lips as I slowly return to consciousness Tuesday morning. I can feel the covers are off of me, and a petite
Howard Jay Edmundson slipped out of his room carefully. His younger brother was fast asleep, and Howard was anxious to explore Vegas on his own. He let the door click shut, and pressed his ear against the wood, hoping the slight sound hadn’t roused his brother. After a moment he pulled away and walked quietly
“Are you sure that you could handle it?””I told you, I’m sure. I want it. I want to watch.”Michelle and Shane had been discussing sexual fantasies. After twelve years of marriage there wasn’t much they hadn’t explored with each other. When she admitted her fantasy of watching her husband fuck another woman, the erotic possibilities
As always, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle, and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read.Boy, first time sure implies a lot. I was reading some first-time stories and it made me start thinking about my first-time everything. Some were really good memories and others not so memorable.I have a hard time believing that
I read somewhere that some people think that girls aren’t loyal or that they are particularly tricky and dishonest when it comes to friendships, especially friendships with the opposite sex. I don’t know who those people were talking about but they sure as hell weren’t talking about me. A while ago, I was alone. In
I considered telling my boyfriend about my afternoon at the neighbors, but I decided to keep my secret to myself. For one, I was feeling a slight hangover after Andi dosed me with some liquid courage. And second, I am a little embarrassed. I’m afraid he will ask me if I liked it, and I’m
While having coffee one afternoon with my neighbor I was taken quite by surprise when she asked me a question. “Just what size are your tits?”I gulped and answered her, “I’m a 34C. Why?””Oh I was just curious, they’re very nice.””Um, thanks,” I replied.She then asked another question, “So what’s the state of affairs down
Early in the morning, before the sun peaked above the horizon, I woke to a large, warm hand caressing my hip, leaving a trail of goosebumps on my skin. Fingertips dragged slowly up my side, over the curve of my waist, and found the flesh of my left breast.”Mmm,” I purred, stirring from sleep.His mouth
Nestling under your arm I sighed with contentment, pressing my cheek into the soft, warm cotton of your t-shirt. We were watching the season finale of Doctor Who. Again. I’d lost track of how many times we’d watched that episode, cuddled up on your sofa, each time noticing something slightly different, we loved picking out
It was a rainy day and I was bored. I had plenty of things to do but I was bored with my marriage and our sex life. I’ve had fantasies about a threesome, but never brought it up to my husband. He was pretty bland when it came to that kind of stuff. Very vanilla.
It was near the end of the summer, and I was hanging out with my friends. They were teasing me about never having time for them since I met my new girlfriend. Ramon was especially rough with the teasing, saying she must have me whipped.”You must still be jealous because she rejected you so spectacularly,”
I think everyone, well, every guy, has a partner in their memory that they just never quite got to have. Not the way they wanted anyway. Mine was Debbie. A beautiful and petite brunette. She had what I would describe as close set eyes which ran in the family. She was so short she seemed
This is really my first attempt at writing erotica, so any and all feedback would be greatly appreciated. If you like the story, please tell me…I have plenty of ideas for Jenny Lee…not to mention a HUGE surprise later down the road. Thanks!*It’s an old story, really. Small town girl moves to the big city