The Afternoon Tara and Kara carried on, smoothly, like the morning was no big deal. I could barely think straight, images of twin asses, two mouths, cum splashing faces. I did not actually pinch myself, but still could hardly believe my luck. I buttfucked Tara, after all this time. Her twin was next. No ifs, or ands, just butts. I finally put on soccer,...
I learned fairly early on in our relationship that my boyfriend is bisexual. It's a source of curiosity for me, and apprehension. I'm intrigued by what he's done, with whom, when and where. I also am scared that I, with my large, soft breasts and tight, shaved pussy,am not what he really wants. The problem, of course, is that I love him. Mike, he tells me,...
Charlie was deep in it now, being assessed by Miss Bell the beautician before she started work on removing all of Charlies hair below her soon to be plucked eye line. Candice the young pretty petite receptionist was also looking on to deepen Charlies humiliation. "Miss Bell, I'm really tight, but even my little pussy couldn't be satisfied by that little cli...
After the first week of Ellen dressing me like a slut and using me to her full disposal I was really beginning to enjoy walking in 6" heels and having people stair at me wearing short latex skirts and see thru tops. We had been shopping and I had all kinds of different heels from 4" to 7" and Ellen introduced me to a lady that now makes my clothing. Ellen wi...
Hi, you can call me fat ass. I have a fat fat ass that stretches my pants out like big balloons. A deep crack in between my cheeks. Some people call me Sandra, but my daddy calls me fat ass. He says that he likes my ass fat but the rest of my body should be thin. So he put me on a diet. I try my best to follow it but I just can't. He says that in the morn...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Jennifer Lawrence or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Jennifer Lawrence was ready for her Black Mistress. Well, as ready as she would ever be. Her large collection of sex toys was laid out on the table she had drag next to the be...
My face was kind of a mess. My jaw was sore. My butt hurt, and I couldn't decide if I liked it or not. My dick was locked in a tiny metal cage that hurt like hell whenever it tried to get hard, and pinched sometimes. And my stripper version of Mr. Miyagi was asking me questions all of a sudden. Specifically, she wanted to know if I thought I had earned a p...
This is the continuation of My Wonderful Submissive. I suggest that you read My Wonderful Submissive Scene 1 before you read this second part. It will make it easier to follow. Enjoy. Comments are always welcome. ***** Scene 2 It had been 5 months since our visit to the Club. Much had changed. Pat was now divorced and I was separated. Pat had her own plac...
My wife was never real excited about me wearing panties. Then about three months ago while we were out to dinner, she actually suggested I wear her panties if I really wanted to wear panties. I was so excited to have one of my fantasy come true. We went home after dinner and I got out her ""fuck me" panty box. A few older pairs were less skimpy than the ne...
It was a nice sunny, summer day, sometimes rare here in Puget Sound. I decided to go out to Meadowdale Park, one of my favorite places. I put on my bright blue bikini, followed by a loose fitting, oversized tank top and a short denim skirt. I grabbed my daypack and loaded it with some sunscreen, a bottle of water, a big beach towel, and a few of my favorite...