I wake up in the morning to the sounds of fucking coming from the other room. I get up and walk out of the bedroom to find you getting fucked on the dining room table. "Morning lover, we came out here so we wouldn't disturb you." "You can disturb me for that anytime slut." "I'm fucking the slut before I have to go to work. I'm also going to be finish...
Location: A government sanctioned milking station year 2165 The receptacle was placed in readiness by the assistant milker. The milker continued to work the engorged ten inch penis with her very practiced hands. Her oiled right hand stroking and twisting about the upper third of the subjects hard cock, additional lubrication being supplied by the precum fre...
What is punishment? That's a good question. She found out the meaning of punishment when she got back from her trip. Her man felt denied, and action was taken. Something like this. She had gotten dressed as she normally does: the colorful lace, the sheer nylon, the slutty whore make-up. A rich slathering of lubricant was rubbed over her parts; the enthusias...
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I was referred by a friend yesterday for a lunch date in Winter Park... A businessman in his 60s. I was requested to be discrete in my dress due to meeting him at his office. I arrived at the address and was greeted by the receptionist who said "oh yes, he is expecting you" and was promptly ushered into his office. The office was large with a conference...
(Inspired By "Surprise" by Imagination Station/Shyguy) (Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) * Yes! The tumorous tube was the source of Eve's unexpected stimulation. As the twisted atrocity snaked through her moist tunnel, the tumors, boils, and warts passed over the sensitive nerves of her clit. It was better than any of her numerous dildos (collector'...
It was early Friday evening, and Mr. Spock was in a quandary. Mating time was upon him; he had his most urgent need ever to find a mate, and it wasn't just a matter of being horny. Every seven years, all Vulcanian males experiences pon farr, a powerful biological drive which demands that they mate or die. Finding a female was not a problem, because he had al...
I apologize for the delays. Real life has been catching up to me lately. This is the basic story that Rachel is going to be telling to the mages in The Water Nymph. I haven't decided whether I should write it up as her actual story to the guys, or just leave it like this and move on with the story. Please comment with your preference. ***** Once upon a tim...
I am a cocksucking gloryhole slut. It all started a few years back when I first discovered gloryholes. An adult bookstore in my town had some video booths in the back that it took me quite a long time to get the courage to go into. Eventually I did, and for a long time I was very happy putting my cock through the hole to get serviced by some mouth slut on t...
The hotel room was lavishly appointed; no expense had been spared, from the opulent furnishings to the silk sheets to the enormous TV. But what caught my attention was what, or whom, occupied one end of the room. The wall was bare, with a brick facade. From floor to ceiling stretched a large "x" shape made of wood, sanded and polished smooth. And chained to...