Dearest listeners, I warn you that this audio is rather dirty. This is a completely taboo fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I was raised Catholic, and I think there's something deeply sexual about getting on your knees in front of a man you have to call "Father". Kisses, Josie Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It's been ages since my...
'We are outlaws in the eyes of America' says Flexi Girl, 'always different' I am Tonguesmith. Created for pleasure. My mother was a hippie, who dropped a lot of lysergic acid. And other strange narcotics with mystical properties. The psilocybin William S Burroughs grail-quested through Amazonia to find, but could never discover. My father was the electri...
Looking back, I guess my parents were sort of latter day hippies. My father always said that they were serial entrepreneurs, but that doesn't quite tell the whole story. The businesses that they started were almost always 'fringe' businesses – good for the planet but not so good for the family's bank account. A few of them almost succeeded. But mostly they f...
Winners, they say, are born. It is not just a question of the right combination of genes that combine to create a the particular physical or mental abilities, but a special quality of self belief bordering on arrogance at times, and the willingness to take risks when prudence would suggest caution. The other side of the coin is that apparent losers too, appe...
As I walked towards the door knowing it was my Master, the last few months came rolling back to me. The love that I felt and the love you had given. That first phone call and the trepidation I felt when I first heard your voice. The first time I felt your voice burrow into, me finding the need within. The passion you brought out in me. The gentle understandi...
Amy was sifting through a stack of books in her apartment. The front door had still not been fixed and she was getting really tired of waiting for the carpenter to come round. That meant she had to endure another evening of Nick half-clad body as he prepared for bed, as well as the smiling face of Nick as he lightly teased her about some minor details. He wa...
I had always had trouble taking a load of cum in my mouth. I couldn't stand the thought of swallowing, and trying to hold a guy's juice in my mouth left me choking and gagging. Sometimes a trace of puke would rise, and then I would have to let go of the cum, "cum" what may. The results were usually not pretty, so I avoided giving head. My first male suck-of...
The man saw the woman as she paid for her ticket. At first he thought maybe she was on a movie date with someone. The movie they were both going to see had gained notoriety by nearly getting an x-rating because of its sex scenes which were crucial to the plot. The theater was an old one which had balconies which were no longer used and was what was called a...
Prologue "yes! Yes! YES!" Stephanie panted, lost in blissful ecstasy. "Don't stop Tony. Please don't stop! Oh, yes!" Stephanie's body quaked from the breathtaking orgasm. Tony held Stephanie tightly as he made love to her in a hidden back corner alcove on the third level of the city's large art museum. She loved the way she felt in the strong arms of her...
So Glen entered the kitchen through the garage door and as instructed she was on her hands and knees, completely naked. Without removing his leather bomber jacket or army boots, he simply knelt behind her, unzipped and plunged his hard cock into her wet cunt, labial lips already swollen and glistening from the fingering he had ordered her to do before he arr...