Stories by Titslave

Soccer Mom III By Titslave - Written exclusively for Dark Wanderer (and not Watching the Wife, etc.) [As if you needed to be told, this is follows Soccer Mom I and II, DW files 1064 and 1257, respectively] Mrs. Vicki Gordon went through new clothes that she had bought at the mall in the...

Just then Vicki's cries rang out from the upstairs den of lust, joined by the unmistakable, repetitive, rhythmic sound of bedsprings. "Oh yeah, do it! Oh fuck!" Vicki's words were somewhat muffled, but Tony's mother frowned. "Must be a hell of a tournament," she said. She turned to go upstairs...

Toodles. Soccer Mom II A continuation of YW 1064 by Titslave (Written exclusively for Dark Wanderer) [This story will be less than meaningful unless you first read, or go back and re-read, Story YW 1064 in the YW collection of Dark Wanderer stories] Of course the encounter between the...

She stood up and had Tony sit on the chair, his cock at full attention. Eric and Reggie watched in wicked fascination as her fuck-me ass, the only thing in the back yard illuminated from the ****** room light, rose and slid down onto his cock, then rose, then slid down, rising and sliding down...

Lindsey - Part 3 by Titslave It was very gratifying to stand on the sun-drenched front lawn (150 feet wide), next to a large old, sprawling oak tree, and take in the view of our brand new house - with Lindsey at my side. This custom-built colonial was our shining castle. I thought of how...

To the eagerly waiting Lindsey, leaning against the wall on our front porch with her hands resting behind her neck, came Greg and his excess number of helpers. This time he was in more rugged moving attire of T-shirt and jeans. I came out to greet them just as Greg and my wife, with these other...

BEST MODEL ON THE SHOWROOM FLOOR By Titslave Just six months after I married Melanie, I lost my job as an accounting manager with the Denver company that I had assumed would never lay off anyone. It took a lot out of me, and it definitely affected her. She had been staying at home and was...

Donny got behind Melanie and began rubbing her shoulders. "Well right now we can make it up to you two," he said. He moved his hands to her waist and caressed her, then, smiling broadly and studying the other men's faces, slowly began rubbing her tit with one hand and her ass with the other...

PROFESSOR BEWARE! By Titslave This Midwestern university had good looking women coming out of the ears. The enrollment was around 60,000 and the five of us guys were determined to exploit this vast resource. The wonderfully landscaped grounds of the campus were an ideal setting for hitting on...

He looked at us, evaluated us as jerks, and extended his hand, coldly learning our names. "So you are the ASS boys," he smiled. "How imaginative of you." I swiftly recalled how much I had resented his classroom tactics and envied his national reputation. He was power, perhaps not all from hard...