**CHAPTER 6** **HOLLY** And just like that, Holly’s entire life started to change. In just a matter of weeks, she was seeing Aaron on an almost daily basis. They couldn’t help themselves and could barely keep away from each other. She couldn’t believe just how much she liked being around him, and it was obvious that he felt the same about her. She was well aware that she looked like his child—especially since she looked so young—but she actually couldn’t care at all. As he had told her that first night at his house, “Age doesn’t bother me at all.” Holly had always assumed that age was important and that her dream man was going to be only two years older than her. But as it turns out, you cannot predict the future. Nor can you predict who you are going to fall in love with. Love? Well, they weren’t quite there yet, but there was no denying that it was heading in that direction. Chantelle had almost fainted when she heard from Holly the next day. Holly had, of course, left out
"I'm sorry, I am all booked this week, but I do have someone I can refer you to." The gruff voice bellowed in the phone. I had heard of this masseuse from a friend. She was described as a husky battle-axe, but with upper body strength capable of kneading out any kink. I was sore and felt another migraine coming on, I needed to head it off at the pass. I jotted down the name and number and thanked the old woman. The name seemed familiar but I couldn't quite place it. Still, I needed relief so I called the number she game. "Naturalapathy, this is Jennifer" a younger voice answered the phone. Ughh, I thought to myself. This town was full of the homeopathic, herbalistic, spiritualists masquerading as doctors. I didn't believe in any of that baloney. They would undoubtedly try to sell me some bull about crystal therapy or the like. But, I needed something, so I decided to try it out. "Hi, I was referred to you by Ms. Zoey, she said you take up some of the slack for her?" I offe
Chapter 2 "Does it hurt?" She asked "It might hurt for a little while, but then it will disappear, I promise" she said. With that she applied strong pressure to my head just where it attached to my neck. It really hurt, but I believed that sometimes the hurt can transform into healing, especially when it comes to massages. After what seemed like minutes she released her grip, with a gasping breath. "There, now how do you feel?" She asked confidently. I felt awful. I was sick to my stomach and my headache was far worse than I had ever experienced. At the same time, the fact she once was my student, and I didn't want to disappoint her, made my try to smile. I nearly threw up and fell backwards on the table. Tears were in my eyes and I was breathing hard. "I''m sorry Jennifer, it is way worse, really bad. Maybe because I'm not a believer." I added to try to soften the blow. She looked cowed and shamed. "I am so sorry Professor Labord, it has always worked before I swea
CHAPTER 3 I had to keep pumping into her as she started to pull back slightly. She was crooning softly in a high pitch. I could sense her orgasm was approaching. I kept at it, slowly increasing the pace, ever so slowly. I wanted this to last, and I wanted her to climax before I did. She was rocking back and forth carried by my movement. One of her hands was on my chest, the other was gripping her right breast and twisting her nipple. She was biting her lower lip and her eyes were closed. I swung up with a long thrust and then nearly pulled out quickly. As her body started to come down from the push, I arched my back and rammed my cock in as deep as I could. She let out a wail. "Aaahhhhh!" As she did I felt her vaginal muscles start to spasm on my cock. It was like a seizure, her body was quaking inside and out. She was gasping for air, and was quivering in place. I couldn't take anymore and with a final series of quick pumps that evokes silent whimpers from her, I shot m
Angela was a fifty-five years old woman married for twenty-seven years. Even though she was old, she kept her body healthy with a nice looking. She was teaching biology in a school near her house. Little her sixty-four years old husband did know, she had dark fantasy. Her son was already in a senior college. One day Angela was cleaning her son’s room, she found a tape in his dresser. As this tape did not have a label, she was curious about what was inside. She decided to watch it and gasped when the images appear on the screen. A girl was sucking a huge black dick. Even though she was not seeing her first porn movie, she never saw a white woman sucking a black dick neither a cock of this size. This big cock fascinated and hypnotized her. She watched with amazement as the young girl swallowed this huge cock in her pussy. Even though she was old, her sexual desires still strong and her husband, older than her, lost all his strength to satisfy her. “This dick will never fit
CHAPTER 2Carl made Angela sat on his bed and stood in front of her. She pulled his short and boxer down exposing his huge cock. Angela let out a gasp at the sight of Carl’s package. “You never have a dick like mine to satisfy your pussy?” asked Carl while smiling. “This is eleven inches of original black dick honey and you can be sure that you will have a hundred percent of satisfaction with it!” added Carl proud of his manhood. Slowly Angela put both her hands around Carl’s big cock and began to stroke it. Soon she was running her tongue around his dick before to insert the head in her mouth for sucking it. Angela was enjoying sucking and stroking this huge black meat. Her juices were flowing between her thighs. “Honey, you are a better sucker than these girls who come here!” commented Carl as he began to thrust his hips towards Angela’s mouth. She began to stroke and suck harder and faster. “Keep going baby! Take it!” screamed Carl as he exploded in her mouth. Ange
Jackie was a white woman married for ten years. She was married when she was eighteen years old. Therefore, her husband was the first man to sleep with her. Even though she was happy in her marriage, she had a weakness towards huge black dicks. She was spending several hours daily on the web reading stories and watching pictures about huge black dicks making love to white married women. Every time, she got finished reading and looking to porn stories and pictures, she was feeling so horny that she could not hold to finger her pussy and dream of a huge black dick inside her. All porn stories she was reading on the web had convinced her to try a huge black dick. Her husband’s dick was not very thick and long, maybe five inches. She wanted to experience what it would be to have a pussy stuffed and filled at full with a big dick. She wanted to feel what these women in stories were telling about fucking a black man. She was trying to give to her husband little hints of what
CHAPTER 2 “Excuse me, madam!” said Willy as he noticed her. “Please madam, do not fire me, or tell your husband! I need this job!” begged Willy. “Relax Willy, it is our secret!” replied Jackie to him as she came near him and put her hand around his hard dick. “You have a big problem here! I want to help you!” said Jackie as she got on her knees and began to stroke and lick his cock. Jackie moved her tongue around his dick’s head like a dog for eight minutes or so. “Fuck!” moaned Willy as he started spurting a stream of cum in Jackie’s mouth. After he stopped shooting his load, Jackie licked his cock dry. “Do you enjoy it?” asked Jackie as she stood up. “You are an expert of the blowjob!” replied Willy to her. Jackie noticed that her towel was now on the floor and Willy was staring at her wet shaved pussy. “Would you like me to help you with this?” asked Willy as he pointed his finger to Jackie’s pussy where the juices were flowing down over her thighs. “With pl