By Pantieslave. Beth and Dan were married very young, just 20 years old each. As such, both were virgins when they married. Beth wasn’t an outstanding beauty but very attractive with a nice body and breasts, 36D. On the other hand, Dan was rather feminine looking and wore his hair long, in a ponytail. Being slightly built, on more than one occasion, he was mistaken for a girl not just from behind but when meeting face to face with people
Read moreBy ShyTammy. My son was up to something. I’m not sure what his behavior tipped me off, but something was going on. I could just feel it. This was of particular concern to me because my son, Alex, is not really like other boys. He is small for one. Though he just turned 18, he looks more like an underdeveloped 14-year-old. He also has very effeminate mannerisms. He had such a hard time in High School with bullies that I
Read moreBy SaraRurik. My name is Josh, and I’m a 19-year-old white guy with a beautiful girlfriend. Her name is Angel, and she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love her with a passion and intensity that is hard to describe. She is everything a man could ever ask for and more. She is caring, sexy, understanding, kind, intelligent, and a bad bitch. We have been together for two years now, and with few exceptions, our
Read moreBy Unknown Author. It hadn’t always been like this. I have an MBA and stock options in several extremely wealthy businesses. I also have B cup breast implants, a 3-inch cock, enhanced lips, and I’m servicing my old coworkers most of the time. C’est la vie, I suppose. Where to begin? I suppose I should just start at the beginning and end. I worked as an executive at a company that made high-tech computers for the military-industrial complex. We made
Read moreBy charmer949. Poor Prissy. He just doesn’t know when to quit. And frankly, I don’t either. When Puma bought him pink knee pads for a present, he couldn’t figure out what they were for until it was too late. Prissy and I have a strange sexual relationship. We still live together and are kind of a couple, but the sex is a whole different animal. He won’t walk away from his deepening submission, and I can’t get enough of it.
Read moreBy DirtyGod18. “Truth or dare?” Felicity asked, looking at me. The party had wound down around an hour ago, and Felicity and her roommate Olivia were the only ones left. “Err, truth, I guess,” I responded, hoping to come off casually. I’d known the two girls for a few years now through work. Both were incredibly attractive. Olivia was strawberry blonde, quite tall for a girl, with awesome long legs and tight arse. Felicity was a bit shorter, with dirty
Read moreBy Thomas Z. Leyton I heard Dinah Washington singing ‘What a Difference a Day Makes‘ as I opened our duplex front door. I smiled, knowing that was Aunt Teresa’s favorite song. What I didn’t know was how accurate those lyrics would be for me today. Friday evening, the end of a long work week where I’d spent ten hours a day, standing in a dusty cow pasture parking cars at the state fair. So I must have had a frown
Read moreBy charmer949. My husbands’ penis is so small. It spends most of its time inverted. Do you know how a turtle hides its head? How its head slides inward and out-of-site? That’s my husbands’ penis. It is so small it inverts back into its shell. In his case, his scrotum. His scrotal sack is his shell, and his penis hides in there most of the time. What’s a wife to do with a penis that small? The answer is nothing.
Read moreBy danni5858. I guess I should have known it would come to something like this. Here I was, on my knees, clad only in pink thong panties, sucking an amazingly large cock for all I was worth, while three women “encouraged” me – verbally and with their hands, at times, pushing rather firmly on the back of my head. I realized that I had been headed in this direction for quite some time, at least a decade. How had I
Read moreBy DickDerkley. Charlie sighed and flung his backpack onto his bed. He walked over to his computer desk and fell into his computer chair, drained after another day of college. His brain felt overloaded, but somehow, he was just barely able to keep a handle on it. It was the late afternoon right now. Classes were done, and by some sheer luck, he had no homework to do tonight. He was completely free. Should he read a book? Call a
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