“Merry Christmas, babe,” she said with a husk. “Oh… shit.” The cocoa butter sheen of her skin captivated me and I tugged those broad hips in close for a taste of her delicious lips and tongue. My erection lined up with the bow’s tail and I pushed through the boxer flap to move it aside for access to her clean-shaved mound. “Mine?” I asked. “Yours.” I lifted her leg and rested it on my shoulder as my slippery Christmas gif...

She paced up and down enough that her silhouette was visible from outside her office. Nerves wracked her being as the moment of fulfilment was near. The promise. Yes, the promise she made to her subordinates a month prior. Sub-par performances for the quarter brought about the following explosion during a floor meeting to discuss such: “I am sick to death of these shitty stats every month. If they don’t improve soon, uppe...

Bent over, wiggling and singing, she laid a plate of cookies and warm milk on the table to satisfy tradition. Her smile broadened when a pair of hands grabbed her waist and pulled the naughtily captioned garment aside. “Baby, you couldn’t wait.” Her cavern was breached by a stiffer, thicker pole than usual but she paid no mind. “He really loves these shorts!” Her bottom slammed against the attacking pelvis loudly until th...

The harsh chords of Motorhead’s Ace of Spades pierced the air as the lone occupant of the house sang along. A hard knocking somehow made it through Lemmy’s gravelly vocals and brought a halt to the single woman concert that had taken over the living room. “Hold on!” the occupant shouted while lowering the volume and shuffling over to the door wearing yellow ankle socks, pink booty shorts – white draw-strings tied in a bow...

“Well fuck you then! Ugly bitch!” Alan sat in his black pick-up and released a billow of cigarette smoke. Another advance. Another rejection. Another dose of bitterness. “When you’re sixty, you’ll be begging for this attention!” He drew in another cloud, inhaled, and then quickly exhaled followed by a chuckle. A bleached blonde with oversized, gold-framed sunglasses marched along the side-walk via his wing mirror. He plan...

“Come and fuck this ass.” “That big, shiny ass?” “Mmhmm.” Her bottom wobbled. He strolled over, clapped a cheek and cupped it while beating the other with his dick. Her gaped star brimmed with lube and was then probed by his veiny dipstick. The symphony of buttocks, pelvis, balls and her distorted vocals stretched his already maniacal grin. He withdrew leaving only the head and heavy twerking followed, sucking the creamy...

How naïve of her to think this trip would be all business. A bottle of wine or other tangible gifts were the norm. Her boss had other ideas. Having overheard her desires discussed in the lunchroom to be filled by a big black one, he delivered her present to her door personally. Engaged to be married, she knelt nonetheless. Still legally single… right? Drool migrated from her mouth and slime slithered from her slit as his...

She enslaved the only zombie in the apocalypse that didn’t consume flesh. Well…depends on your definition of consume. Tits, twat and tushy were his preferences. All it took was a tug on his leash and he’d amble over to feast. Her initial disgust over time became fascination and even addiction. “It’s time for your feeding,” she’d say. The benefit? He’d keep others away. Lick! Suck! Smack! Her eyes would go dark; writhing a...

It didn’t take long for a connection to form. Moderate flirtations led to their exit from festivities of the inebriated. A kiss here, a fondle there. “I’m full of surprises,” she warned. Garments slunk from their vessels to the rocky floor and deeper entanglements ensued. Nibbles, grinds, swears, and thrusts secured mutual explosions. Post orgasm and still on all fours, her luscious bottom was plastered with his enjoyment...

I wrapped up breakfast at the dining room table, entranced by my wife’s jiggling booty. She was clearing the sink of dirty dishes wearing an old shirt of mine that fell some inches above her knees; leaving me salivating at those thick, beige-toned legs. A deep breath, sigh, and throat clearing later, I sprang to my toes and shuffled over to her carrying my just used wares. I reached around in an embrace and placed my uten...

Mouths salivated on receipt of random rimmings, The Booty Monster was on the prowl. Parting bubbly cheeks and swirling it’s licentious long tongue into women’s rectums all over town. Explosions of, ‘eat my fucking ass!’ from the windows of those chosen, Pleas of ‘please, oh pretty please eat this booty’ from those rejected and broken. Windows stark open, no care for the chilled air, Faces down and bottoms up wiggling with...

“There’s no escape! Your seed and soul will be mine!” it growled. Even though terrified, his cock was a traitor; jumping as the attractive entity floated towards him, kneeling. Its eyes rolled back the entire time, the warmest mouth he ever felt engulfed and soothed him. His balls burned for a much recommended release. “Give me all you got, pretty boy!” Wave after wave down its throat, his body disappeared by tens of poun...

My girl or her bestie? Left or right? Their making out continues; taunting me with their spread cracks. Whose asshole and cunt shall I engage? Which pair of cheeks should I pummel? I walk, stroke and grow in mass as their top holes wink at me. I relent… First the best friend for a minute, then my girl for another. Their cries and swears into each other’s mouths lead to my exuberant emission. Surging and stiffening into my...

Look at her. Bored again, waiting on another work call. I shouldn’t but… “Babe, what are you doing?” she asked. “Giving you what you need.” I bent her over facing the laptop, pulled the lace aside and slipped in. Her cunt was lava-hot and she yanked the headset off and unplugged as I pounded. A few minutes later, she stared at me via the black mirror mouthing, “fuck you,” and I unloaded instantly. “Too late to say this ma...

Fuck, why is she here? I wasn’t counting on coming eye to eye with her that morning. All I wanted to do was get breakfast, watch some TV and forget about the previous night. Alright, relax my dude. Say ‘good morning,’ get something quick and head back inside. “Good Morning Kedra.” “Heeey, morning Jace. Dude I had an awesome night,” she said glancing to me then to the television. She sat with her legs crossed on the couch...