A Death by Vampire Studios Project Managing a business is hard in this day and age, especially if the owners are a pair of vampires. When the IRS serves them with an audit, Sal and Constance feel panicked.
Timmy goes the Cranston Hall in Greenwich and is well hung. REALLY well hung. First it enflames his sister and her best friend. When on a vacation in Majorca, he is targeted by Claire, a kidnapper and scout for her parents. Claire had snatched Timmy's school mate Tabby in Cancun three months earlier. She seduces and snatches Timmy.....and he wakes up in a dungeon.....
This is going to be, I hope, a series of stories that could be labelled as MCMB (monster cocks and massive breasts). These would be less intense and rather short [ish] stories. These are cathartic stories [at least for the author] and intended for unadulterated fun for a brief moment. As always some readers might enjoy more than others...
Sally is a neglected wife that is forced to look for sex in other places. She takes her punishment from nasty Dean Pringle better than any of the students. Her two favorite pupuls Julie and Trudy manage to keep her occupied after school and fully entertained. The three of them make Master Alan Shepard learn his lesson the hard way. No wonder Sally's husband thinks she is working far too hard in her second month of pregnancy.
This is the journal of a nude dancer/Escort girl who retired from active duty at 21. She is slowing transitioning from a party girl with loose morals to a blossoming MILF as she inevitably slows down on the freeway of lust and perversions. Ironically, she is highly intelligent, well intentioned and possesses a depth of true emotions untapped in a world of shallow pleasure seekers. How her story ends is as yet unknown.
A young girl is both beautiful and promiscuous. Yet she has not achieved sexual satisfaction in a world filled with hedonism. On the verge of ending her existance, she discovers the renewing powers of anonymous sex. Genderless, faceless sex awakens her body to orgasmic delights. A luscious body hidden by baggy clothes and a gorgeous face hiding behind the greasepaint of a clown is the yellow brick road of her release from the confines of proper behavior and suffocating chains of conformity.
My previous partner and I got off watching each other play around, sometimes just watching, and sometimes joining in, here is part on of a long story about one such visit to our local bath house