I arrived at the hotel with my wife Jenny in the afternoon. We’d planned this holiday for our fifth wedding anniversary a few months ago and after a long stretch of uninterrupted work, the hotel really was a sight for sore eyes. The weather was perfect and we weren’t sure if we wanted the beach or the pool first. We checked in and then went up to our room. We decided the weather was perfect for the beach at this time of y...

Before I could see it, I could feel it between my tits, the ripple of motion traveling up his huge shaft, making his cum-channel bulge out against my sternum as it rose like the magma from a boiling volcano. I was making the mistake of looking right at it when he groaned, a veritable lion’s roar into his orgasm. As a result, the first shot blasted from his cock in a fat airborne rope, time seemed to slow down, and I could...

“Ha! I told you mine were bigger!” Annabelle bragged. I pouted. The three of us stood in front of our new cabin’s mirror with our shirts off, three massive pairs of breasts all lined up side-by-side. I shouldn’t have been surprised she’d won this little competition, I knew she had the biggest breasts of course, but I was hoping my nipples might have edged hers out. Upon closer inspection, they didn’t. To my left, Cassandr...

*CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!* My tits were slapping together hard, almost as though they wanted to join in with the adulation of the crowd. Most on their feet, all roaring, some of them actively masturbating as they watched the incredible spectacle below that I was a part of. Drone-mounted cameras whizzed as they circled all around me, projecting to monitors huge and small all over the Pleasure Arena, views from every angle of the...

I haven’t always been the world’s greatest covert operative, famous glamour model, or even small-part actress with a bigger following than most superstars. Back in 1969 I was just a girl of 19, but I was already commanding men’s attention like I simply owned it from the start. Most were drawn to my ludicrous MM cup breasts (They weren’t quite done growing even then) while others liked my long legs, sculpted butt, fit phys...

There were three things of which I could be absolutely certain. 1. If I didn't escape soon, I was going to brutally executed. 2. I could escape whenever I wanted. 3. One of my captors was packing a huge cock, so I was really on the fence about things one and two. *** "Stand up, bitch! It's time for your trial!" one of the brutes shouted at me as he knocked his fist against the metal wall that emitted the containment field...

It had been the worst fucking shift. Customers had been rude and mostly leaving shit tips. One asshole actually had the nerve to write on his receipt that my “big rack” had made him “forget his wallet” and he’d dashed without paying at all. Then, because the universe hates me apparently, one of the buttons on my shirt popped off and zinged across the room, rubbing in the fact that yes, I do in fact have a big huge stupid...

I pulled myself from The Reverie.  The last time I went into the sleep of ages our kind call The Reverie, it was between the Renaissance and the Victorian era. I had stayed awake more than a dozen decades until that business with the big wars. Now I did not know how long I’d been under, I knew only that I was weak, I was hungry, and oh by the night I was horny.  I breathed in deep; it was smoggier than I remembered, and,...

Hannah, what have you gotten yourself into? This was the only thing I could think on the way to Michael’s apartment. The last few days flashed through my mind in a total blur, a tornado of excitement and lust and fear and awe and so many other things all colliding. All my romance novels have this cliché: “It’s so wrong, but it feels so right!” That’s just where I was now, about to turn my back on my loving parents, my boy...

At that moment Jake had just undergone not dissimilar treatment. For a long time, the two nymphs had sat at his feet, gazing up at his limp cock. Their old/young faces showed no emotion. They had just stared as Jake worried about the silence from the room where he didn't want to imagine what indignities were being heaped on Hesta. But then, the moon had loomed from beyond the trees, and the moment the hall became bathed i...

My name is Pam and as a fifty-two-year-old housewife, I would say that I am doing just fine for my age. I have been married for thirty-two years and have two grown up sons. I keep fit as much as possible and I am in very good shape for my age. I am also just over five feet tall but height has never really been an issue for me. As I said I have been married for over thirty years to a man who in the last few years had aged...

(All characters are 18, all sizes are ridiculous. Think of it more as a literary cartoon than a work of serious fiction. If you would like to hear me read this, or other works, or read the conclusion of this before I post it here, feel free to contact me. Enjoy!)His reputation proceeded him. I knew what he'd done to our coach and our drama teacher and two students. I knew he was swinging 23 inches of cock around above a l...

The Auditions were going poorly. I had cast my Knights. I had cast my Lords. I had cast my Clergy. I had cast my King Edward and my Prince of Wales. But I could NOT find a good match for Richard himself. I needed an actor with confidence. An actor with a force of personality, with Gravitas, an actor who could not merely play Richard on a stage, but one who could BECOME Richard. Okay, really I mostly just needed ONE male a...

It all started when I won the bet against Jacko; I knew I shouldn’t have trusted him but I did so I can’t change it. Anyways I won this bet and the prize/winnings ended up being two tickets for an amazing Mediterranean cruise. Since I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time I decided to take my best mate, Rob. As two smoking’ bachelors getting on an awesome boat for two hot weeks, I was sure we would score. That was until we...

  (All characters are 18 or over)     It came up almost over night, and when the construction noises faded I thought I'd have peace.  No such luck.  The sounds of jackhammers and cement mixers were replaced with the endless endless clattering roll of skateboards.  The skate park was an atrocity that could not stand, and I was determined to see its eyesore slopes and rails and endless graffiti tags bulldozed to the ground...