Candyshop

It’s not a cult. I don’t know why I even need to clarify this. I did come back from the dead, yes, but that’s not that uncommon nowadays with shock paddles and CPR. I’m just a guy who made a more-than-full recovery after a car accident. Like puppies hearing the jingling of their master’s keys, the entrance to my apartment was crowded with excited girls on their knees. I’m their whole world. They cook and clean. They wax their pussies and put on subtle makeup to make their eyes and lips pop just for me. They buy obscenely sexy outfits for...

Under different circumstance having Joe between my legs would have been heaven. But with Keith and Rob holding an arm and leg each and the reek of beer and weed in the air and coming off them it was like a nightmare come true. I try to squirm away from Joe’s lips as he moves to kiss my pussy, only for him to grab me around the waist and pull me onto his lips. As his lips touch my outer labia I shiver from his warm breath touching my cold skin. His tongue traces my lips then “Oh she kind of...

Slavia is 31 never married, she is a beautiful sexy Russian woman. She is at a hospital fund raiser, all the big donors to the hospital foundation is there, vying to impress each other with preening of plumage as well as large donations as the evening wore on. Slavia felt uncomfortable being with the stilted world of moneyed philanthropists inside. She had attempted to exit, but was intercepted in the hall by a large elderly dame of society who enjoyed nothing more than to recall tales from her long ago youth by the hour. Exasperated, she conceded defeat to a boring...

I was in my bedroom upstairs while my parents were holding their annual New Years Eve party down stairs. The only bathrooms were upstairs and the guest bathroom was just down the hall from my room, so I heard people coming up and down the stairs. I had just put on my pajamas and was sitting on the side of my bed looking at ads in Popular Mechanics when the bedroom door opened. It was Mrs. Smythe who lived across the street. She was wearing a tafata blue dress that was tight, showing a rather voluptous body. I could smell alcohol...

As i start to grow as an adolescent, into my teens, i hunger for new frontiers on violating my mom. it's not satisfying anymore just jerking off while just have peeped on her, or reminiscing over sleeping with her in my younger days. what i needed was a plan, a plan to violate her in the worst of betrayals. betrayed by her own son, the most heinous of any crime, but i needed to incentive to move forward and the seeds were planted on one disasterous night... my mom just returned home from work, she was dog tired and a little...

Stuie, hastily cleaned himself off and zipped up to be presentable again. Then he thought to himself, what's the rush. This was embarrassing, but surely Julie was old enough to understand about the circumstance and the way guys were and all. Maybe she just ran off that way from embarrassment. He experienced a moment of panic and thought surely she is not going to tell Mom about what happened. No, he needed to take some time to think about what he was going to say to her to assuage the embarrassment before he saw her again. But in trying to work...

Hi, I'm now 54 and I would like to tell you my lifestory. When I was seven, was I placed in a orphanage by court. Not that I did have done something wrong, it where my parents who did lost their custody over me and two brothers. That time did I not know that, that's why I did desire to go back home. So I did run away quite regurly. It was several years later that I did know the truth. Anyway, because my habit to run away sometimes, have I've been in several orphanages. There where good and bad ones...

This is my first story and my true fantasy how i would like my first experience to be, so i hope you like it and try not to be too harsh with me i am a little sensitive. I hope the theme covers all without offending too many of you cute ladies and women or girls... Love you all and hope you enjoy. The First Time We Were Alone. As I lay you down and kiss you passionately until the faint moans try to escape your throat. My hands explore your body until I find your pert tiny breasts that attracted...

Kareem is a 22-year-old college student. He has sort of a pretty-boy face; he keeps his facial hair lined up very smoothly. He’s about 5 feet, 10 inches tall, with a slight build, and his skin is the color of lightly creamed coffee. Kareem has long since his teenage years accepted that he’s gay, but he isn’t the “faggot” type of gay that walks and talks funny and wears girly clothes. He’s just a thuggish type of guy who really loves the cock; a trade, so to speak. Well, in his junior year of college, he’s in for way more than...

Part 5 contined from part 4… Her head hung in shame, her tit throbbed and ached and was now almost black, then to her horror the guy said. Well if you didn't keep it down, the balls go back in. He put all of the balls in the bag and then began to swing it like a pendulum. Sue let out a gutterall scream and said no stop, please them off. Can we fuck you in the ass the guy said, 'Yes, Yes just get it off. 'Are you sure’. ‘Yes get it off.’ Slowly he removed the bag and the...