Blow Job


Bow Down to the One You Serve Ch.2

Her eyes shut even more tightly at his threatening words. She wasn't a virgin but she wasn't terribly off from it. She'd only had one serious boyfriend and a single one night stand. She'd fucked her boyfriend many times but he wasn't all that adventurous and stuck to simple positions that had her on her back or on her knees. It had mostly been on her knees with her riding him or him doing her doggy style. He'd never tried to fuck her in the ass though she'd wanted him to. He'd said it went against his religion because they weren't married. It hadn't lasted long after that.

Dana gets Fucked Again

It's been 2 days since I (Mark) fucked Dana and my dick is still thinking about her. Her pussy felt so warm and good that I just have to figure out another way to get to that wet moist snapper pussy. It's like 8am in the morning and I had today off. I jumped out of bed buttnaked with my long black pole swingin left and right. I put on some grey sweatpants and a white wifebeater. I run downstairs to the kitchen to get cereal and while I'm putting milk in my bowl I see Dana husband leaving out the house and getting in the car. "Hmmmm, this seems like a perfect opportunity to pay Dana a visit" I said to myself. I put on my sneakers and headed out the door.

Pretty Black Girl in a Bar

I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKERSince some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....MilkerOne night around midnight, I was sitting in a bar when a very pretty black girl came in, sat down next to me and started hitting on me. She was one of the prettiest girls that I'd ever seen, black or white, and I really couldn't figure out why she was hitting on me, especially since I was white.

Surlingham Broad

Julie and Paul were taking their new Princess 33 on its maiden voyage down to Loddon. As they turned onto the river Yare, from the slipway to their moorings at Brundall, Paul pushed the throttle forward to feel the power of the engine lift the bow. Sharing his pride and excitement, Julie slipped her arm around his waist and nuzzled her head under his arm. As she raised her other arm to give him a hug, her hand brushed against his erect penis....... It was a hot and humid day with the sun beating down. Summer had finally arrived and its timing could not have been better. The thrill of feeling Pauls excitement had had an immediate effect on Julie.

A Duplex

I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER. This is a rewrite of one of my earlier stories, and I hope that you like it better. Milker I'm fortunate enough to own a little house, that has a nice little...Duplex, on the same property. And that little...Duplex, has given me nothing but pleasure, for the last 15 years that I've owned it. I never rent it out to a couple that's older than in their 20's and I always make sure, that at least one person in the couple is black. I have a thing for black sex, I don't know why. I'm a little old man, way to old to have sex. I'm a voyeur.

An Online Fantasy Comes True

Carrie crawled out of bed and opened her laptop; she ran her fingers through her long curly red hair as she waited on the computer to power up. She wasn't a tall girl at just over 5'2", she was full figured and had fairly large D cup breasts which would make most guys and girls sneak a second look.

Basic Training

"Tell me why we're here, slut," he ordered. Kneeling, she stole a brief glance around the hotel room before looking up at him and replying "Because I want you to teach me how to be a good whore, sir. I want to obey every command you give me, and satisfy you in any way you desire." "Mmm. And do understand that once we start, there's no going back? There's no 'safe word' here and no matter how much you might protest certain things, or think you can't handle something, it will only mean a more severe punishment rather than an easy out?" "Yes, sir."

My 'Friend' Kate

Kate was girl I'd admired for ages, we were friends but to her...just friends. I had liked her for ages maybe a year. She was perfect, her hair was straight and blonde and fell on her shoulders like soft velvet, her eyes were of the most vivid green, and you could see a sparkle that only a few people have in their eyes. She always had a look of interest on her face, showing that she enjoyed life she treated it as something to be lived, enjoyed. I decided to have a few friends over one night when my parents were gone on holiday, it was only a few people, like 4 or 5 (including Kate obviously), it was a sort of movie and pizza night. "Hey John, how are you?

Ghostly Consummation

A bright sun rose over the town of Greenfield, bringing with it a warm day, a day of green trees and blue sky, a day of laughter and happy families and infinite possibilities, a day on which one wouldn't normally expect to encounter ghosts. However, if one were to ask anyone in Greenfield where such ghosts might likely reside, they would no doubt speak of the house at the end of Randolph Street. They would make it clear that there are no such things as ghosts, of course, especially not in a happy little community such as Greenfield. But if there were, then that would be where to look for them. They might even tell you the names of the ghosts: Mr. and Mrs.

My First DP

My day began early. I knew what was going to happen that evening and was VERY excited for it. I had been thinking about what I was going to do all week and there wasn't a day that my panties weren't wet from it. Just thinking about it made me cream my pants. I got out of bed and went to cook breakfast. My lover was still asleep. I made a full meal: eggs, hash browns, sausage, bacon, pancakes, and waffles. My lover woke to the smell of them and immediately came into the kitchen. "Wow!" he exclaimed, "someone's been up for a while." We ate and decided to start our day. This particular day was dedicated to outside work.