Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories…. Part 2 – The Video Store Recap of Part 1 (Found my Married next door neighbor masturbating to a movie I left in her house. Then she spent the whole day sucking my cock around her house. Then I left her instructions to wash my clothes, not kiss her husband when he got home from work.) Part 2~~~ I watched Brenda naked body jiggle as she walked out of my view. A few minutes later, I saw her husband Frank walk by his kitchen window. He reached into the fridge to get something to eat. I walked upstairs to my room. I still had a big smile on my face as I reached into my closet to get my silk bath robe. It was red, with black trim. It reminded me of an old time Playboy robe. I looked in the mirror to see myself. My cock was already semi hard thinking about what just happened. I almost could not wait for Brenda to bring over my laundry. I wonder how long it would take for her to come over. About an Hour later. I heard a small knock at the back door. I got off my black leather chair in the living room. I was not sure if she would knock on my front door or the door to my back yard. I walked into the kitchen. I pulled the d****s back. I looked through the glass in the back door. I smiled. Brenda was standing inches from the door. She had her left foot on the 3rd wooden step. She was wearing exactly what I left on her bed. She had the small blue shirt on. It was stretched over her large breast. The "V" in the middle showed off her deep …
Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey
Author’s note: Fictional former Playboy Playmates. Each have two stories. First story is Interracial. The second will be Incest. I experimented with first person POV story telling. I separated the jump from 3rd person to 1st person with a series of seven asterisks. I think it turned out fine. Former Playmates Pt. 07: Alyssa’s Journey Chapter 1 Ulysses ran his fingers through Alyssa’s long, dirty blonde hair while she lovingly tended to his long, black cock. She kissed the tip, glancing at him, smiling softly. “You’re so good at that,” He smiled back. “You think so?” “I do,” he replied. Alyssa blushed, sitting up in bed, crawling to Ulysses’ face, kissing him tenderly, her large pregnant belly resting against his side. She was 33-weeks pregnant. It wouldn’t be long until she delivered a child she was putting up for adoption. The past few weeks with Ulysses had been amazing. He’d tenderly make love to her, or if she wanted, go hard. Sometimes he’d cum inside her pussy, her womb occupied by a growing baby. Sometimes he’d pull out, letting his dick rest on her belly, spurting and covering it with semen. Alyssa loved it when he visited her. He’d bring her groceries, help clean her run-down, cheap, little apartment, and then take her to bed. Sometimes he’d spend the night, making love to her until the sun rose. She loved Ulysses’ friendship. He was the nicest man she’d ever met. The fact he had a perfect, muscular, dark-chocolate body and cock was an added bonus. Alyssa loved sex …
Former Playboy Playmates Part 1: Stephanies Move
Author’s note: This part of series involving fictional former Playboy Playmates. They are all sisters and will each have two stories – the first one will be interracial, the second will be incest. Editing thanks go to Todger65. Chapter 1 Stephanie closed her eyes in the candlelit bathroom, lying slowly back in the bathtub and resting her arms on its edges. The 48 year old moaned slightly as Jules, a 19 year old college student, squeezed warm water from a wash cloth all over Stephanie’s huge breasts, rinsing them of sudsy bubbles. Jules grabbed a giant breast, running both hands around it in circular motions, smiling softly at the relaxed, shoulder-length blonde-haired vixen she was sharing a bath with again. Jules leaned down, like she’s done on many previous evenings with Stephanie, bringing a nipple to her mouth, flicking her tongue across it before taking it into her mouth. Stephanie moaned again, running a hand through Jules’ short brown bob-style cut hair, as the girl hungrily sucked at one of her breasts. She loved the way it felt. Not having been touched by a man in four years, mostly due to a busy schedule – which morphed into a lack of desire and satisfaction with her collection of toys. Stephanie was perfectly content to have this college girl she met at a book store, “play” with her, as they referred to it. Jules did just that and more. Several nights over the past year or so Jules would come over to spend the night with Stephanie, kissing, licking, caressing, …
Why I dislike most porn -1
I have seen a lot of it – Some is quite good – See here my more than ten thousand favourite videos! I have seen also many videos without acting or directors, why are they always better than pro-porn? I have written essays and reports for Playboy and Newsweek, which made the international editions I have written several hundreds of erotic stories in three different languages, blogs in many more I will give reasons below why I think most porn directors are gay guys who hate women with all heart I will give alternatives to my readers to access something sexier than mainstream porn from the West I have read hundreds of books in a wide scope of sexuology, reports, essays, autobiographies, novels I have read all my life, as I hardly worked as a journalist, editor or reporter – I prefer to think! I have lived for a few months in several European countries as well as in India, South and North I have lived for over a dozen years in Poland, where I composed an essay for the Polish Playboy I first summarise parts the essay for which Playboy Polska lacked the guts to publish it I remember the new editor-in-chief, he just loved to be Playboy's face on Polish TV and parties I remember his ignorance of my dozen earlier articles and knowledge of many different editions I sometimes still meet people who refuse to believe I have an edition even of Playboy in Chinese I got it from the former editor-in-chief, who had no idea how rare this probe print edition was In Catholic prudish Poland in …
A Visit From Saint Michael – A Halloween Story
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician ( [email protected]. ) Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * I sent the request through his publicist and spokesperson like I did every year figuring that the worst that could happen was that he would once again say “No!” Much to my surprise, however, this year when the publicist called back, rather than a polite refusal, he instead said, “Mr. Summerfield has agreed to see you.” …
Single mom
I have decided to share some of my stories here of what has happened in my life. Many will find them wrong, but I don’t care. When I was 36 I was a single mom which was having a hard time making ends meet. I had a 17 year old son who was very smart but socially dysfunctional. He was straight A’s and did very well in school. He had dated a bit but was kind of shy. He was a good looking kid, but just didn’t seem to want to go out much. About a month after he had turned 16 I cleaned up the basement so he could have his own room. There are two rooms down stairs, a big one, and a smaller one where the washer and drier are. You can get to the big room from the garage if you want and the wash room from the stairs. Just before he turned 17 I was in the wash room and I heard something funny. It sounded like he was doing push-ups. I could hear the sound coming from around the plumbing. I walk over and looked through a small opening between the plumbing and the drywall. Oh my, he was masturbating. He was standing up by his desk with his penis in his hand. I was shocks as he was rather big, and his head was swollen up. It looked like he had a magazine on his desk. It must have been a playboy. I watched as he stroked his penis. To be honest I found it very hot. I had not seen a penis since his dad died of cancer. Then he started stroking faster and then he exhaled with a big grunt, then I saw long squirts of his sperm shoot all over his desk. When I was younger I was what many would call …