I was a college freshman going to a school about 200 miles from home in the North western part of Michigan. The college did not allow freshman to have a car on campus, so anytime that I wanted to go home for the weekend I either had to find a ride home with another student or hitchhike. This spring weekend in particular I decided at the last minute to hitch hike to my home located in rural southeast Michigan. I was eighte...

Apart from her treasure that was her loyal and trusted butler, Parsons, it had to be said that the Lady of the Manor had a revolving door where her household staff came and went. Penelope Ward-Williamson had neither the patience nor the need to keep a regular staff. Some had been worthwhile, while others had passed by like ships in the night. Since the untimely death of her older husband, she was the sole proprietor of Wi...

Chapter One Bzzt! Bzzt! Cynthia took my glass from me to freshen it up. When she bent over in front of me to take my drink, her fake pearl necklaces dangled in front of her cleavage. I eyed the long black line that divided her large breasts that swayed beneath her form-fitting black top. Her eyes watched mine, of course, and she beamed an amused smirk at the lust that flared inside me. Taking my wine glass, she straighten...

Gaby's phone blared with the frantic ring of her best friend. With a sense of dread, she answered and listened as Ly's panicked voice filled her ear. Her heart sank as she heard that Ly had broken her ankle, but her mind whirred into action when she mentioned that she had a party booked as a stripper on Saturday night. Ly was not the best at managing money, and Gaby knew Ly could not afford to cancel the booking. Gaby cou...

It was right after my thesis was accepted that my graduate advisor took ill and was hospitalized, so I was assigned a new advisor to help me prepare for the oral exam. Dr. Brownlee was a senior fellow at the nearby Institute for the Study of Curative Equity, but she had been Dean of the Sociology Department here at New Dominion University and, in fact, had developed the Black Studies program in which I was enrolled. So I...

After Franklin left late that Saturday afternoon, I decided a relaxing bubble bath would be just what my abused body needed. His gargantuan sex tool, along with the enormous size of his body, left me more than a little sore. I poured myself a glass of wine, then decided to take the bottle with me knowing I'd be soaking for some time and figuring my throat would need more than one glass to soothe its cock stretched flesh....

Kay’s delicate fingertips hooked the elastic waistband of my underwear, and slowly, unmercifully, she began peeling the cotton fabric from my body. As she moved them down, she slowly and lightly kissed the length of my spine until her lips reached the top of my ass crack. My underwear joined the puddle of fabric at my feet, and Kay crouched behind me. My erect, pulsing cock stood at attention from my loins, testicles pull...

As I signed the lease and handed the agent, Stephanie Peters, a check for two grand to cover the security deposit and first month's rent, I found it hard to believe I'd actually left my wife and agreed to lease apartment number 1215 in Kurtz House for the following year. I had next to nothing to put in this $ 1,000.00-a-month apartment except a couple of suitcases full of clothes, my portable stereo, and a laptop. I could...

This adventure has gone on longer than I ever imagined. From the humble beginnings of an innocent blowjob (Chapter 1), I am currently satisfying the needs of two mature ladies, and a child of mine is due to be born soon. I started writing this series after my wife’s cousin confirmed her pregnancy. There is a long backstory that I will quickly summarise for new readers. I was initially employed as a breeding male for my wi...

I was on my second set, third rep at a sitting chest press machine when I happened to lock eyes with one of the grannies in a nearby aerobic class. She smiled and, I swear, licked her bright red lips. I cocked my head and raised an eyebrow. She resumed exercising, but not before looking back over her shoulder and winking. I sprung an instant boner. First a little about me. I’m one of those pathetic Gen-Zs who have finishe...

She knew it! I'm almost 100% sure. The intense and caring smile she always gave me. It was our unspoken secret. "Michael. Great to see you! How are you?" She gave me the nicest hug, and I enjoyed the smell of her hair and her perfume. As always it was a joy to see and hear her. "Hi, Stine. Great to see you!” I gave her the best smile I could. Every time we saw each other, it was like this; and it had been so for the last...

After several years of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to make many changes in my life. I was married to a man that would rather take a dick in the ass than enjoy the love of a passionate woman. As difficult as it was, I stayed faithful. To this day, I don’t know why. I can’t change the past, but I can certainly change my future. The first adjustment, get rid of my gay husband. That was easy. No kids, no love, I earne...

Who was it who said that you can't always judge a book by its cover, and you can't always judge a lady by her outward demeanor? Take Lady Penelope. She might appear to be just another classy MILF, who could fill out an evening dress and sit across from one while sipping Champagne and thrusting her huge bosom out for all to enjoy. But if she decided to invite you into her boudoir, be prepared to unleash a feverish nymphoma...