As I walked downstairs stark naked, my whole nubile body ached from its repeated exploitation the night before. Semen was splattered over my face, tangled in my hair and dried in rivulets down the sides of my mouth and onto my chin. There were also copious amounts of white cum splashed over my tiny tits and crusted over my small pointed nipples, with their s...
One of the men rose and slapped Sophie across the face. She didn't move a muscle. "She's out cold," he said, his voice shaky with excitement and anticipation. The men cheered. Another one stood up and pulled his pants down. His hard dick stood out a good seven inches, glistening with precum. "I'm gonna have her ass!" "Ooh, I want her pussy!" another exclai...
A while later, after Anna was laid into our bed by Sara, I am sitting at the table in the living room and watch some stupid TV show, as Sara kneels next to the couch and Anna is sleeping upstairs after her punishment. I drink my coffee and nothing really interesting happens, so I decide to give Sara her fair share of 'gentle' treatment. 'Sara, sweetie, wou...
I was in the office, watching you every day, masturbating about you each night, wanking myself silently in the toilets at work, clenching my teeth as I made myself cum thinking about you strutting about in that tight pencil skirt with those amazing heels and how much I wanted you. You had used me and abused me for years now, forcing me to serve you in your o...
When Lyndsay's mother got back from New York, Lyndsay spoke to her mother about me and Julie moving in with them. Mrs. Brie had already met me, and thought that I was perfect for her daughter. She seemed to think I was a good influence on her or something. She seemed thrilled at the prospect of me moving in, and becoming a more significant part of Lyndsay's...
A husband wants to know where all the white women in his conservative suburban town really go at night (NOT knitting circles and gin rummy!) * Rick's wife Dina goes out nights and doesn't come back until late - looking disheveled. She says she's going to crochet and knitting circles or Tupperware parties or girl movie night or scrapbooking or Oprah book cl...
Chapter 02: The Morning After Waking up to the fragrant musk of his wife's hair, Adi buried his nose deeper into the source of that pleasurable scent. He found his hands still cupping Ilyana's breasts and his palms sweated from fondling her magnificent globes. Kneading them until her nipples stiffened, he then pinched them, which roused the Zamoran from her...
I don't know how it happened. But here I was on my back, my beautiful wife was between my legs, my feet in the air and she was humping away furiously, pretending to give me a first-class fucking. If not for the pillow being in the way, my head would have been hitting the headboard hard enough to cause a concussion. Lydia had a look on her face that I had ne...
The rest of the week flew by, the kids were great, and Daniel had been slowly tempting Marah with sly kisses and seductive words every now and then. On Wednesday Marah decided that she had the opportunity to drive him as crazy as he was driving her. On her lunch break she snuck in to his room. He was sitting at his desk holding his head up; he looked as thou...
My nipple torture fetish began quite by accident. I was a young, naive college student at a small Midwestern university and was having difficulty with a high level pre-med class. I was working at the time to put myself through school and I was really struggling with this biology class. I had to pass an upcoming exam or I would need to repeat the course - som...