The following story contains some of my favorite kinky things: cream pie eating, feet and toe licking and sucking and gratuitous dirty talk. I have attempted to employ stereotypical language by my female character. It's hard enough to write correctly, having a person speak incorrectly was a challenge. nn*nn"To twenty wonderful years of marriage to the most lovely and sexy wife a man could ever hope for," Larry toasted as he looked at his bride's warm face and inviting smile. Liza blushed and smiled at her husband and with a chuckle in her voice she replied, "Larry's it's not our anniversary, it's your fucking birthday."nnLarry lowered his head, a little dejected at turning fifty even thought the years had been good to him. His health was excellent, he wasn't over weight and he didn't even look forty. But, the calendar told him differently and the idea of being fifty was just a little scary. After all sixty was only ten years away and retirement, social security, and medicare. How did all those years pass so quickly?nn"Hey, your still my fuck stud, aren't you?" Liza teasingly asked, knowing how much Larry liked to hear her talk dirty.nn"You bet I am, slut, and I plan on showing you tonight," Larry cajoled back. "As a matter of fact I am going to have you sucking my cock on the way home." Larry added with a dirty smirk.nnLiza just smiled that his plan for the evening was about to be changed; it was all she could do not to start laughing. Just then Larry's cell phone rang, it was his boss Bill Bright. Liza watched Larry's countenance fall as his boss told him he needed him at the office tonight to handle an important overseas conference call. Liza smiled at the first step in Larry's birthday surprise, a surprise hatched and planed by both her and his boss.nn"What's wrong, Honey?

"The smell of your skin lingers on me now. Again I let you slip away back to your hometown without so much as a kiss on the cheek. I hope you know how much I need to talk to you. I'm crying right now and I can't stop. I saw you looking at me during the gathering yesterday. Can we talk?"nnCLICKnn Eve sent the email and instantly started to freak out. She could see the family scorn, the headlines in the paper. She could smell the stale jail cell and hear the ridicule of her friends and neighbors. Her life was probably over but there was nothing else she could do. nnFairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?nn Eve was head over heels in love and lust with her Uncle Seth. He was so sexy with his salt and pepper hair and tattoos. He boasted about how he worked out at the gym four days a week and at forty, he was in better shape than most of the boys her age. nnUncle Seth was funny and kind and always had fatherly advice for Eve. She could always count on him and always enjoyed the family gatherings and holidays, when she could talk and share her life with him. She guessed that she had always loved and admired him but after graduating from high school her feelings had intensified to the extent that her life was nothing but darkness ahead without him. She knew that they were meant to be together but did he? Could she convince him?nnAs Eve got older she had blossomed into a beautiful woman and had inherited her mother's full bosom and thick curly hair.

2: Early YearsnnSweet-faced Angela Briscoe with sensuous lips and a flattering cleavage had become the darling of management at Baldacci, Guy, Reinhardt & Robinson, Attorneys at Law, before her unmasking. It would have been her sensational unmasking but for an amazing substantial cover-up. In this episode Angela's entry into adulthood is outlined. nnPOST-ADOLESCENCE & RODnnAngela Briscoe's introduction to real sex came unexpectedly when she was nineteen. It was a leap forward from what she'd experienced with girlfriends.nnA motor vehicle service center customer liaison guy called Rod drove Angela home after she was told apologetically her mother's car would not be ready until sometime next morning. Her parents were out and without thinking she invited Rod in for coffee as he'd been chatting to her and smiling so lovely. Rod said a coffee would be great and Angela led him into the house, having failed to discern what kind of smile Rod, approaching forty, had been exhibiting. nnTurning around with the coffee Angela almost dropped the pot at the sight of Rod standing calmly, unzipped, with his very erect dick in his hand. Her tongue shot to the roof of her mouth and her voice box became paralytic.nnRod leered, "Like what you see?"nnOf course Angela said the wrong things once her voice slurred back into use. She'd been skinny dipping with her friends including guys but this was BIG. "Ohmigod, it's big."nnRod walked over to her, Angela said she wasn't going to be with him and besides it was too big to fit into her. Encouraged by that Rod said they'd have to see about that wouldn't they and Angela was so close to fainting she couldn't think of a reply. Rod lifted her around his hips and she hung on to avoid falling on to the floor. Rod pulled her panties aside and filled her, making her blurt and that made him laugh like crazy.nnAngela remained still, even when Rod began pumping. She'd been on the pill two years at her mother's insistence and now realized this was the very occasion her mother had been thinking about.

Last week I spent the night fucking my own aunt. I would never have even thought of such a thing under normal circumstances. What happened was so wild and crazy, I still can't quite believe it.nnI'm a woman's clothing buyer for a major department-store chain. I was in New York on a buying trip, and the sales rep for a large clothing manufacturer took me out to dinner. I was staying in an expensive suite they supply to their out-of-town customers, and when the rep dropped me off in front of the hotel, he told me he had sent a gift to my room.nnI didn't need his conspiratorial wink to tell me what would be waiting for me there. This wasn't my first such gift, and while I had never told him anything about my tastes, I guess he had his ways of finding out what I liked and didn't like. So when I entered the suite, I just took off my coat and headed straight for the bedroom. I knew there would be an older woman with ample assets there, sitting or lying in the middle of the bed and showing me everything she had. I wasn't disappointed. But I certainly didn't expect to find my Aunt Lydia, my father's half-sister, there!nnI'll say this for that classy lady, she certainly handled the situation with far more cool and aplomb than I did. She acted like she was sitting in my mother's living room drinking tea and making small talk instead of lying naked on my hotel room bed. All she said was, "Don't I get a hug, Dougie boy?"nnHey, my aunt wasn't the only one in an embarrassing position. Here I was, a married man, rushing into what might as well be a honeymoon suite (there was a mirror in the bedroom ceiling and everything), dick in hand so to speak, to enjoy the night with a sexy call girl. But this! Trying to cover up just how flustered I really was, I leaned over the bed to wrap my arms around Aunt Lydia. But she had no intention of making things that easy for me.

Goodies:n"A Special Treat" continued.nnBoth ladies scampered into the bedroom, their heavy tits bouncing up and down with each step. Darcie pulled her shorts along with her panties off her short legs and tossed the garments into the nearby hamper. Heather followed suite. Noticing Darcie still had her bra on; Heather hooked her index finger onto the bra clasp just as Darcie went for the bed. The brunette had only taken a step and a half before she noticed that she was caught on something.nn"What's going. HEY!" Darcie turned and feigned her surprise at Heather. Just as she noticed, Heather let the bra strap go and listened to the slight snap of the material hitting Darcie's bare flesh. Darcie reached around and rubbed her back. "That wasn't very nice, you bitch!"nn"C'mon and take it off, girl!" The redhead was giddy with anticipation while fixing her eyes on Darcie's mammoth jugs.nnWith that said Darcie grabbed her friend's skinny pale arms and forced her onto the bed. "Why don't you make me take it off?" Darcie was on top of Heather before she could react.nn"I guess you were paying close attention when I told you about the guy who gave it to me rough," Heather quietly stated to her friend.nn"Shut up," Darcie took the initiative by pinching her girlfriend's swelling nipples and watching her gasp and moan from the pleasure coursing through her body. Heather brought her hands up to help Darcie on her journey to a climax.

Chapter 1nnI had been deployed to Iran for a 1year as part of Operation Desert Storm to take Kuwait back from Saddam Hussein. I had spoken frequently to my wife on the phone checking on things back home and her biggest question (and mine) was, when are you returning?nnUnfortunately, I didn't have the exact answer to this question since getting planes out had proven to be a problem for many of the units down there. We knew within a week or two when we would be going but no specific date had yet been set. I had been without sex for the entire year and I had not even masturbated in the past three months, thinking I'd save a special load up for my wife. When we finally received a firm date as to our departure I decided that I would not tell my wife. Rather I'd catch a ride from my friend, Chris, and have him bring me home thus surprising my wife and avoiding any embarrassing homecoming celebration. When we got back to the States we had a brief ceremony at the Unit and were then released to go home for a long weekend. As my friend's truck approached my house we noticed a number of cars in the driveway and street in front of the house. "Look's like she found out and planned a party anyway"; Chris remarked as he stopped the truck and let me out. nn"Yeah," I grinned, "I guess it's a good surprise though." I grabbed my bags from the truck and walked up to the porch as Chris drove away. I heard music coming from inside and figured that the party was already underway. Leaving my bags on the porch I opened the front door and walked in, I noticed immediately that the living room was empty and the stereo was quite loud. Proceeding through the living room I headed down the hallway toward the sound of the music. The door to the master bedroom was open and one of the most shocking sights of my life was before me.nnMy wife was kneeling naked on the bed surrounded by five men and judging by the amount of cum built up on her face and hair they had been there for quite a wile. I immediately thought of the pistol I had in my bags on the porch and instant vengeance but something stopped me. She didn't seem to be under any type of duress; to the contrary, she was obviously enjoying it. Her pussy and ass were both filled, as well as her mouth, while two other men sat on the side of the bed and the bedroom chair waiting for an orifice to open.

Chapter 4: Sabrina at the MallnnI know it's been a while, but it seems the world of Sabrina has been a little overwhelming and the feedback was too positive to not revisit. If you want to read the first three, you will certainly have a deeper understanding of Sabrina, the Ruthless Tease, but if not, it's not necessary to follow her on this adventure. Enjoy the wicked ways.nnThis was getting difficult to control. Sabrina had seen me.seen my lust for her, and let me swim in it, relish it, devour it. It devoured me too. From the first day when she wickedly teased me with her incredible body until I came in a flood of cum in my shorts, to today, a day that I had been dreading and longing for these last 48 hours. You see, I was now completely at her mercy, but without control over the ability to change that. I loved her and hated her all at the same time!nnThe last time I'd been near Sabrina, she had expertly teased me to the point of my pulling my cock in front of her TWICE, until I came, unable to deny how hot she makes me. You would understand if you could see her. She is just a few inches shorter than me at 5' 10" tall, with hair that is a deep dark brown, with streaks of auburn throughout. She has a six-pack tummy with the cutest piercing, and long, velvet legs that are so firm and silky that they are impossible to forget. But her tiny waist and high school girl's-size ass are in total contrast to an absolutely huge pair of sexy tits that defy logic and desire. Deep, tanned cleavage kills any self-control you may have, and the almost porcelain-smooth skin of her face begs you to feel her lips, her neck. But her absolute sex appeal is her dirty, vicious cock-teasing mind. She has an appetite for lust, seeing it consume a "victim" and watching the eventual meltdown as the total testament to her power. And I am stuck.stuck in the role of cocktease victim.

"Let me finish this drink and I'll be ready to get out there with you," Kimberly said to he son who had graciously given up an even with his girlfriend to show his mother a night out on the town.nnGray smiled and nodded at his mother and then turned his attention back to the dance floor where the young women in the mini-skirts rolled their asses back against their dance partners. Had his girlfriend, Jasmine been there he'd be grinding against her soft buns under her mini-shirt just like the guys on the dance floor.nnKimberly really needed all the encouragement she could get. She had insisted on Gray bring her there where all the young people his age hung out. She studied the provocative way the young women danced with their guys, and she didn't want to get out there and embarrass herself or her son. She had him to pretend that she was his date and so far he had kept up his end of the bargain.nnThe last long island ice-tea opened the acoustic tunnel in her head allowing her to feel the beat of the music inside of her body. She tapped her Gabriella Rocha mid heel sandals and smiled brightly at her son to indicate that she was ready to go out on the dance floor.nnThe beat was slow, heavy, and succulent. Kimberly turned her back to her son on the dance floor and ran her spread fingers along his hips as she pushed her back side against his groan. She moved with the rhythm of the beat moving her bottom up and down and in circles against his groin. She moved his hands from her hips to her bare belly as she leaned back against him.nnGray tried to remember that it was his mother he was dancing with as she caused his hard-on to rise. He had been flattered by her sexy young woman outfit of a mini-shirt and a designer bra, but he didn't realize that she would be making him horny.nnKimberly kept an eye on the young women dancing beside her and tried to immolate their moves. She bent over forward and grabbed her ankles, moved Gray's hand to her crotch before thinking about what she was doing, and rolled her ass deliberately against his hard-on.nnGray's resolve wasn't that strong when it came to his mother. It was hard for him growing up with a sexy mother, but it had an even greater reward. Everything from starting on his high school football team to his last promotion he could contribute to his mother's good look and fantastic body.