Wwe girls Do Dr. Gary and Bill

Dr. Gary is fifty years old. He is an orthopedic surgeon, rich as Croesus, divorced, funny, intelligent, good looking, grey haired, charming, kind, sexy, and treats me like a perfect lady. Gary is very generous, both monetarily and emotionally. He sends flowers and gifts on a regular basis. Besides that perfection Gary has two other attributes that endear him to me: Dr. Gary has the largest cock I have ever seen in my life. It is about ten inches long and about three inches wide! Dr. Gary also has the staying power of a horse. He just will not cum! In other words – Suck and Fuck heaven!! Now, I have kept Dr. Gary to myself. I have never shared him with anyone. Period!! Besides I do like Gary very much and he keeps hinting around for a more permanent relationship. One Saturday I was home dressing for dinner and my cousin Terri called. Terri and I had orgied and…

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Tracey’s Treat

Tracey gets bored waiting for her boyfriend and ends up fucking three men in a hotel bedroom. Tracey sat in the reception area of the hotel in her tight shirt and black trousers, her big 38dd tits were attracting lots of attention from the groups of assorted businessmen who sat opposite her. she had nearly finished her first glass of wine and was beginning to get angry at Danny for refusing to meet her until 11pm. He was always working recently and it did nothing for the warm feelings coming from inside her. Tracey was a woman who knew her own mind. She needed to be fucked and if Danny couldn’t be bothered any more, then maybe she could afford one indiscretion. She looked across the reception area again and decided to go to the bar for another drink Tracey was 35 with a very attractive face framed by stylish brunette hair. She had filled out in all the right…

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Sabrina Spellman fantasies

Sabrina Spellman stood on the porch outside her student house. She had just come back from her first date with Josh and he was now walking her to her door. Her hair had returned to her natural dark red, and she was wearing a white shirt that left her mid-rift bare, and her maroon mini-skirt with black stockings and black high heels. It was a warm night, so she had no coat. “I had a great time tonight, Josh,” Sabrina said as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. “Me too,” he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Sabrina stood on her toes and reached up to kiss him goodnight. They held the kiss for a minute, and Sabrina almost melted as she felt a bulge grow in his pants that was pressing again her moist pussy. What she wanted most now was for him to unzip his pants and pull out cock,…

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Celebrity orgy 2.

Friday afternoon, the familiar white Suburban pulled up and several young women piled out and, amidst shouting and peals of laughter, invaded the house. I’d been on the beach, well, at the grassy edge, most of the day, like most of the week, drawing seascapes in pencils, charcoal, and sketching a canvas for an oil. Even with the Moretz windfall, after last month’s extravagance I hadn’t planned on travelling for Spring Break, but my sister had sprung for a cottage on a private beach on the Gulf Coast, near Tampa-St. Pete. Sheila had said she was thanking me for new business generated by my attendance at Victoria’s 19th Birthday party. When I’d asked who; “Nope, can’t tell you. Remember we promised not to use each other’s talent for personal gain. I’m already in a grey area, accepting these new contracts.” Only one stipulation had been put on using the beach; I had to share the sand with whoever was renting…

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Al Bundy : Afternoon Delight – xxx parody

Al Bundy has just finished working the Sunday afternoon shift at the shoe store, smelling fat women’s sweaty feet all day. Driving his Dodge down the freeway, Al listens to the Cubs game on his AM radio… hoping he can catch the last couple of innings on TV when he gets home. Al hurries into his humble house and goes straight to the kitchen, where he grabs a six pack of beer out of the fridge, not noticing the commotion in front of his beloved RCA 25″ TV. Al plops down on the couch and points the remote at the TV but instead of the game, he finds their next-door neighbor, Marcy, eating and fisting Peggy’s hairless pussy on the coffee table. “Aww Peg, did you two have to do that in front of the TV? It’s the playoffs,” complains Al. “Isn’t watching us better than watching TV, Al?” Peggy quips. “Only if you two could do play by play…

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Sex in the Twilight Zone

The bell rings and the students file out of the classroom quickly, running off to those all-important events in a young person’s life. Denise Gray is bundling the papers and supplies. She can feel a dampness between her legs, under her pleasantly modest dress. One of the girls approaches her desk and Miss Gray looks at her. Terri tells her that she’s forgotten to write her paper due on Wednesday, and could she have just one extra day “Please”? Denise Gray is tired of students excuses, their lack of attention in class, and their snide remarks in the hallway. She chastises Terri for her lack of planning, telling her that the extra day will turn a “A” paper into a “B” paper. Terri pleads to no avail, and the teacher finally agrees to accept the paper as “on time” if it is turned in before eight Thursday morning. The look on Terri’s face says that she’s gotten a slight reprieve,…

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Sarah and Natalie: Party Girls

I looked in the full-length mirror, adjusting my dark blue silk tie. Flicking my left wrist, I checked the time, I had about half an hour to get to the party. I took a deep breath, leaving the mirror and walking to a dresser to get the small bottle of pills I knew I would need tonight. I had one fish on the hook, tonight I would catch another, the one I had longed to acquire for years. I turned to the mirror, smiled rakishly. Time to party. This was a big Hollywood get-together. A lot of big names were here, people I would never get to meet if I hadn’t caught my cute little meal ticket. I showed my invitation to the large, burly man in a suit watching the front gate, then drove my black sports car up the winding drive to the mansion. The party was in full swing when I walked through the front door. A…

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Harry and Hermione move to the next level

“Attention, students,” Madam Pomfrey’s voice sang out. “Class is now in session.” Harry turned to Ron and blushed. “I can’t believe that second termers actually learn about reproduction.” “It’s not reproduction, Harry, it’s sex. And you have to learn it this year. All magicians do.” “Why? Muggles would never dream of teaching kids our age how to have sex. The school administration would be fired and all the teachers run out of town.” “It’s different for the magic-born,” Ron replied. “Witches mature earlier than Muggle females, between ten and twelve, and they don’t get menses until they come of age, at seventeen. Also, they don’t have hymens, so there is none of the pain Muggles associate with the first sex act. Plus magic-born teenagers are not looked down upon for having sex, in fact, they are expected to. Wizards develop sexually just as Muggle boys do, but again between ten and twelve, so during the teen years magic-born kids are…

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Katy Perry in a cage at a swinger’s party

I didn’t think places like this actually existed, or if they did, I figured Berlin, San Francisco, Amsterdam, some other den of sin, sodomy and vice… but Melbourne? Well, there I was so there you go. To be fair the ‘dungeon’ I was housed in was just a converted brick garage on a half-acre block in the inner eastern suburbs, not actually within the bowels of some gothic castle. But it is quite surprising what you can do with some velvet hangings, soft leather couches/benches obviously taken from a home gym, mood lighting and the like. I was in a cage, covered with a dark blanket that didn’t – a little bit to my astonishment – smell of either sweat or dog. I could obviously see nothing, and not feel much; if I reached out to the front, sides, behind and even above me I could feel the metal bars and beyond the rough cotton of the blanket. Beneath me…

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A parody of the Harry Potter stories – Harry finds that Quidditch gives him rock star status with the ladies

Harry Potter opened the front door to number four, Privit Drive and stepped inside. For the first time that he could remember, Harry Potter actually felt happy in the home of his Aunt and Uncle. That was mainly because his Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and their son, Dudley weren’t at home. His aunt and uncle had gone out to have dinner with Uncle Vernon’s employer. Right about now, Harry thought, his uncle was busy seeing how far he could stick his nose up his bosses ass. His cousin, the insufferable Dudley, had been out all day. No doubt he was somewhere busily tormenting some child much smaller and younger than he. So Harry had taken advantage of the situation to slip out for some ice cream. He had to be careful about such things. If the Dursleys found out that he had any spending money, they would no doubt steal it from him. Harry fairly bounced up the stairs that…

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