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Ms. Marca: part 3

This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me? just a part of my life! Ms. Marca: Part 3 Tim and I had found each other! If there was such a thing as soul mates, then that was us in a nutshell. I was the sick puppy and he was more stable one who recognized a kindred spirit in the face of this fallen slut, he just did not know I had fallen let alone how far I had gone. Tim's potency and value to me would not be his own cock or the ability to provide me with a better bull than what I been use to the last 15 years. After my one night stand with the college hunk I tried to keep away from that life that I once had and be the good wife that Tim wanted. That is like keeping milk from a baby, or drugs from...oh you get the picture. On the days that Tim had put in long hours at the office and was beat, I knew that having sex was away to get some of the tension off him, but having him perform that night was out of the question so on theses nigh...

Summer Breeds

One of the benefits of being in a community organization is when that community has its own big swimming pool and during the summer you can sit there looking innocent and just rate the hotties. Yeah, I am an equal opportunity hottie-rater; age, race, bank account ? none of them are factors. So it didn?t bother me one bit to start focusing on my latest ?find?, a really cute young auburn-haired girl named Cathy ? short for Cathryn. In this era of rapidly developing bodies on younger girls ? girls at an age when they used to resemble living stick-figures ? it amazes me what the right combo of genetics, athletics and proper fitting of a skimpy 2-piece has produced. Don?t worry how old Cathy was when I first saw her?I wouldn?t confirm your guess or deny it anyway. Let?s just say she was a LOT younger than me but had never been near a cap-and-gown graduation ceremony yet. Okay? She was a bit over 5 feet tall, had short auburn hair and hazel eyes and was an incredible swimmer. From the nec...

My crying towel Pt 2

MY CRYING TOWEL Pt 2 By Throne I was on pins and needles for several days. The man my wife had been cuckolding me with, a Black stud named Treat, had promised to bring a friend of his with him on his next visit. Her name was Tawanda and she had made my insulting 'crying towel' for me. I was told I owed her a year of oral service for making the towel and that she was more than eager to collect on the debt. At last, on the weekend, Treat showed up. My wife was thrilled and threw her arms around him. The big man bent his head down to give her a long passionate kiss. He let his hands run up and down her sexy body. Before they were done embracing, Tawanda let herself in our front door. She was only a bit taller than me, with light coffee colored skin, and her long hair in hanging braids. More important to me, despite a figure that was just slightly plump in most places, she had round cantaloupe-sized tits and a proportionately overgrown ass. I was stunned. Even though she had ...

Frat Whore

Frat Whore! by Heros Part 1 I woke up in my hotel with a slight hangover, and without my Tina, my sweet Latina girlfriend. I ordered coffee, and sat back, went over the last 24 hours in my head. I had come to visit my Tina after a long separation while I was working in another state. I didn't really have the time for the trip, but our on-line chats and emails were getting so hot, I couldn't wait another week to 'see' her. We have always had an open relationship, that is, I let her and she let's me do whatever with whomever. It's what initially brought us together, and the arrangement is wonderfull. We don't get jealous or possesive, which is the only way we could have it. Anyway, I drove into town friday morning and pulled up to the hotel. I called her and she said she'd be right over. It sounded like she was a little out of breath when she answered, I wondered what she was up to! She arrived at my door looking fantastic, as usual. She was wearing ...

L.A. in New Orleans Ch. 05

Pete made quite a show of eating Gerry's fictitious cum from her pussy and L.A. enjoyed it so much she came one more time. He looked over at his woman, she had that gorgeous glow of a just fucked lady, the arousing scent of her sex filling the room. She grinned up from beneath him, telling him how she loved him for giving her such incredible fantasies. He grinned and asked if she was game for one more. She laughed and threw her head back into the pillows, then turned on her side to pay attention, asking what he had in mind. "Are you hungry yet?" he asked, and she nodded vigorously, seemed like they had not eaten all day. Pete suggested that if they ordered room service and the delivery guy was cute she should try and have her way with him. She grinned as they discussed how they would lay out her seduction of him, Pete leaving it open ended as to how far she should take it. "Make sure he is excited and horny enough with your first visit to be the one to come bac...

The Bluesmen's Danish Groupie

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