This evening has been one of my dreamiest ever... and also one of the creamiest. It started with Eric’s piña coladas. It continued with the whipped cream atop his Key lime pie. And now it cu(l)minates with spurt after spurt of his semen into my cock-crammed mouth. While I've been blowing Eric, his wife Tori has been smacking his ass and cheering him on, the spanking blows responsible for much of the pistoning of his tasty...

It’s Monday morning. Today, Mom is coming home after staying with our aunt since Friday. She is expecting a decision: either we will be sent to two different military academies, or we will have resolved our issues and contribute more around the house more than we have in the past. Knowing Mom wouldn’t be home until late afternoon, we spent the night in her bed. It was time to get up and take a shower before starting our d...

Nervous anticipation was evidenced by the pounding in my chest. I opened my hotel room door to his bright-eyed sexy smile. I had been craving him for months, desperate to feel his hardness, aching to feel him erupt on my skin. An embrace quickly led to the frantic striping of clothing. Our aching cocks slid together, briefly frotting. Our combined chaotic nibbling, sucking, licking, and probing, simultaneously stimulated...

Monday morning marked my final hours with the Clarks. After getting dressed, I made my way downstairs, drawn in by the enticing aroma of coffee. As I entered the kitchen, I found Susan putting the finishing touches on breakfast, wearing only an apron. Stan was already seated at the table, and we exchanged greetings. “Good morning, slut.” I said as I took her in my arms and kissed her. “Morning, Sir Ricky.” Stan gave me a...

Eric gets up to refresh Tori's and my drinks at their tropical-themed get-together. “Mas Piñas Coladas?” “Did he just say, ‘penis coladas?’" giggles Tori, Eric’s devoted (and hot) wife, throwing me a wink. "Call them what you will," replies Eric breezily as he pours. On this warm summer day, I can't get enough of this milky beverage that he has made with freshly squeezed pineapple juice and some quality dark rum. As for t...

Friday Night The call came in shortly after 10 PM. “Detective, there has been a double murder at 9822 S. Laurel Ave. Officers and the forensic pathologist are already on the scene.” Detective Vera Lovelace arrived at 9822 S. Laurel Ave., situated in a cul-de-sac with four mansions. She observed that officers had detained three women who were gathered outside one of the residences. Upon entering the house, she was informed...

Paula gave David a graphic description of her lunch date with Jayden. She left nothing out. David listened to every word that she said. At the point when Paula told him about getting into the back seat of her car, he put his fork down, reached over, and took Paula's hand. He held it the entire time she was describing the blow job she gave Jayden. This action was noticed by Paula, it was reassurance that she had not done s...

“Oh, I’m gonna lose it!” I try to grab something to steady myself, but I just wind up with one fist full of sheets and the other full of messy blonde hair. “Mmm! M-hmm!” I don’t know if her muttering and determined nodding is consent, or meant to increase the stimulation her lips and tongue are giving my saliva-coated dick shaft. “Oh, I’m gonna fucking cum,” I specify, more of a warning than an announcement, since I’m a g...

Sunday morning. Just the two of us at her parent's vacation cottage in Cantabria on the Northern Coast of Spain. I had just cum in Maya's pussy, eaten her out, and sucked her clit to a shuddering, bed-wrecking orgasm. I climbed up her beautiful, brown body, and kissed our cum into her mouth. That’s when she said, “I don’t believe you’re really bisexual.” “Okay,” I said, “I was expecting to hear ‘Oh, baby! Thank you for th...

Sal's wasn't that busy when we got there. The lunch rush had yet to start, and as usual, Brain walked right past the hostess and went straight to the buffet line. He filled his plate while Mary and I waited to be seated. The waitresses all knew us because we were there so often, and it was Brian's favorite place to eat. It had the best pizza and the largest buffet in town. The hostess sat us in a booth near the back of th...