This story is about an Indian mother getting used behind her son's back. This is an experiment, let me know what you think, feedback is appreciated. ***** Rohith hated Tuesdays. He had to tutor Johnny and Carter today, just as he'd done for the past few months. Mrs. Leone, their Algebra teacher who was also Rohith's aunt, had been implored by the coaches t...
The boy was again overwhelmed by the smell of pure sex that hit him in the face as he opened the door to his mother's bedroom. He looked up at his mother's king-sized bed. A pair of black legs stuck out from under his mother. She lay on top of the stranger in a sixty-nine position, her huge tits tightly encased in a black latex top. Her whole body was press...
After our little time together on the sofa, Tommy called me every day for the rest of the week. I took his calls and listened for the most part, but after the second time I had to tell him, "Tommy, this isn't a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. It's not like that. That's not what's going on." I sensed that Tommy didn't understand. His only experience up until th...
I take him into my mouth and suck him with My soft, wet lips. When he is near coming, I grab his balls and pull down hard, letting his little cock slip out of My mouth. He moans in pain as My hand squeezes harder on his balls. "Now, My little slut, I have a surprise for you." I go to the closet and pull out a sexy little pink camisole. "Put this on, slu...
I took a seat at the witness stand, heart-pounding nervously as I tried not to look at my Master, seated at the defendant's table. After swearing an oath that I would be telling the truth and any falsehood would be considered perjury, I knew that I had to be very careful with my words. The bright lights in the courtroom were disconcerting because I was use...
The bedroom seemed frozen in time and eerily quiet, the buzz of urban life far below the penthouse. The morning light trickled in through the various panels of glass walls that encircled half of the room, casting shadows against the carpet floor. The room had an alluring view of the city skyline, a warm inviting day without a cloud in the sky. The room itsel...
It was mid April. The sun was getting warmer, the trees were blossoming. I had booked a Bed and Breakfast room at the Dutch Knight on Herengracht in Amsterdam. A very large room with a view on the canal, and a separate huge Italian bathroom separated from the bedroom by a window in a beautiful, traditional house. I knew he would appreciate that this way sinc...
Brigitte shot a gloved fist towards the guard of the hulking individual opposite her in the ring. She followed one glove with the other, delivering a flurry of jabs to her partner's forearms before backing off and flutterstepping side-to-side to prep for the return volley of blows that expected to receive. Such a rebuttal, however, never came. She dropped he...
DISCLAIMER: If futanari is not your thing, turn back now. ***** Eloise didn't need long to think. With her heart racing harder than when she stepped up in front of the judge's table during tryouts, lowered herself down onto her knees until she felt the cool tile, still wet from the shower, against her skin. Within moments, the cocks that she had been ne...
The sun was shining on Naidja's half naked body and heated her nicely. She was wearing a short white tunic made out of sheer fabric that barely covered her butt and supported her tits to be pushed up and squeezed out. It cut deep enough that her round tits were visible all the time. Her legs were covered in nice, thigh high, leather boots. The twenty-two-ye...