Her ass looked like heaven. He’d never seen a smoother, more perfectly shaped set of feminine hips. Her hips couldn’t be better displayed than in those skin-tight, white and pinstriped, polyester baseball leggings.She was the batgirl and he’d been told she was strictly off limits, but Hollywood Kasey couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass. Even standing in the ‘on deck’ circle, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass. He couldn...

Playing with my pecker?That's not going to stop,as long as I am breathing,and strong enough to POP.Because I have a cock,and hands to choke it with,I'm inclined to stroke,just like my daddy did.Edging hits the spot,when I'm home alone.You wouldn't dare to say,I can't hold my own.Several hours a day,often does the trick,when it's time to play,with my ballsanddick.You may think that's sick,but It's only natural.When I'm lon...

She's a Honey Pie,with a BIG caboose,a sweet stick - Hard and Thickwith creamy jism juice.Sweet lips made for kissing,nipples ripe to suck,a pecker in the front,with a shaved cunt made to fuck.Her pussy's in the back,O, It's a treat to rim,her name is Jezebel,she used to be a Jim.I love to pull her balls,while I spank her bum,that's as smooth as silk,from all my creamy cum.I often lick it off,before we share a kiss,whippe...

Yuki was sitting in her big swivel chair with her legs up on her computer desk, spread wide apart like a whore, with her fingers deep in her cunt, rubbing and circling. I could hear her hard breathing, desperate, close to her climax. She didn't know I was there in the near total dark of the half-lit room. I had watched the whole thing; how she had parted the hem of her crimson and white antique Kimono, pulled the silk pan...

Florence, A City Cat I picked her up at her dorm that evening just after dinner, for tonight was my “Hot Date” with her after about 5 nothings. She came from a wealthy, connected family of writers, editors, actresses, and celebrities, and had gone to that exclusive girls’ school where the debutantes and other special people learn manners, and how to be special. I was just a small-town country boy, middle class, public hig...

It started in June, almost a fortnight ago,Rackets on balls flying to and fro. Now it’s come to the finals, the last two days,The umpire waits, “New balls!” he says. Behind the scenes it’s a different story,Everyone’s hot, it makes them so horny! When he says, ‘Game, set and match!”He’s really thinking of all that snatch. All those short skirts, the men in their shorts,Tennis is really the most sexy of sports. The female...

I was casually looking through the evening paper, browsing the personals out of curiosity in a search for something different, musing on the odd fantasy. In the men's section it said, 'Mature Edinburgh gent seeks younger man to bend to his will'. I laughed at the prospect, and wondered if I would fit the profile with some doubts as to age.Anyway, I called the number on my mobile and, after passing through all the hurdles,...

You don't have to read my story, Soapy Bubbles, but this is a continuation of it... Hope you enjoy it!Something wakes me from my slumber, disturbs me, but I do not feel upset. My body is warm, I'm snuggled under the duvet and not yet ready to be dragged from sleep. I feel a touch, fingers feathering the length of my hip. I've been waiting for you, I've missed you.Mmm what's that? An arm snakes underneath me while the othe...

The Operative: File 05 The Specialist By Veronica Divine The Specialist was in my line of sight. Natalia broke visual contact abruptly, running for the exterior wall that surrounded this little fort. Her movements were deft, graceful, like a lynx with soviet gymnastics training. She pivoted off a wall using some Parkour move....what do they call it? A tic-tac? I was never any good at that stuff due to the unbalancing and...

It was her first day of classes. It was her senior year also. All of them were excited. Big things were about to happen. They all knew that. Being a Freshman was cool seeing as they weren’t in grade school any longer. Sophomore year is just that. It sucks. You’re a nobody. You don’t exist at all, hardly. Everyone will tell you that. That is unless you have some kind of extraordinary talent which only a few have. Junior ye...

(The following is a work of fan-fiction for an erotica author who was very inspirational for me when I was starting out, "Big" Timy Donehy. If you would like to hear me reading it aloud, please feel free to contact me) "Mrs. Divine?" he asked, as his hand shot into the air. I rolled my eyes before responding. "For the last time, Mr. Donehy, it's 'Ms'. I am unmarried." I've known a lot of arrogant teenage boys in my time,...

(Story resubmitted with objectionable content removed) My story draws near its close, dear reader, and I shall do my utmost to do these final moments justice in their detail. The first thing I shall say is that Oluth was clearly born for the mantel of leadership. While I’d thought him to be little more than a beast when we first met, I had since come to recognize what a being of great power, intelligence, and patience he...

Without Valsivale, our journey had grown much more dire. We were forced to march long hours during the day, and barely slept at night. As we traveled North the weather grew cold and my flesh felt somehow too thin to protect me any longer. But Oluth was a beast possessed! He set a fast stride and at night fucked one or more of us to sleep with a newfound vigor. It was a good thing we moved quickly, I hated to admit. There...