When Makayla Brown and Diana Van Buren got into the latter's SUV to go to meet Keshaun Hill at the hotel room he had booked, they were both consumed with an overwhelming sense of pure lust in anticipating of what was about to transpire. Their clothing, which Makayla had dubbed their 'ready to fuck' outfit, certainly augmented their sexual arousal. Diana wore...
During my speech she had caught my eye, a blonde bombshell in the front row. Was it just me, or was she licking her lips at me? Her massive cleavage spilled out of her white, unbuttoned-at-the-top shirt like two giant balls of vanilla candy... I could nearly see straight up her oh-so-short, classy, black miniskirt... Did I catch a glimpse of some sky-blue pa...
She trots to the elevator, hoping no one will ride with her, trying to leave work a couple of hours early. The doors close and she lets out her held breath, holding her tummy in discomfort as her face clenches like a fist. Crossing her legs and sticking her butt out as she holds her breath again, trying to contain it. She's finally able to relax as the door...
Request: Ray Submits I Ray Masterson liked to tease the girls in college. A lot. He had a reputation as being quite overbearing, and there were quite a few women there who could not stand him. Ray had gotten away with his antics so often; however, that he wasn't the least bit worried. But one day he went too far. One day a shy chick by the name of Francine...
The battery of her phone further dropped from five per cent to four per cent. She had been home alone all day. Got bored with the TV, got bored with Netflix and eventually turned on her phone, swiping down her Instagram timeline and then jumping from one profile to the other. It entertained her a bit but it still felt like something was missing. She just cou...
Warning: more scat, piss, incest (sort of), giant worship. ***** "Oh my God Jess!" her mother looked up at her in shock. "What happened to me?" Jess cried. She stepped into the large main hall. Luckily the ceiling was quite high there, about 25 feet, so Jess didn't have to hunch. "It's alright Jessy. We'll figure this out." her father assured her. He pi...
Natasha Starikovich was a happy camper; she had had a very happy childhood. Her mother, Vera, doted on her. The Williams sisters, particularly Ruth and Alisha, were like second mothers to her. School was easy for her and she was eager to learn. She had lots of friends and it did not hurt that she was the prettiest girl in her school.And she loved having a ma...
The Americans onomatopoetically call it a queef, while us Brits, charmingly refer to it as a fanny fart, this elusive and frequently embarrassing raspberry blown from the female genitalia is seldom heard by most of us men, and even more seldom discussed. But none the less, I would be willing to place any amount of monies on the fact that I am not the only ch...
"My husband likes my farts," Fatima Al-Saud said haughtily as she walked out of the ladies room, looking at the other young women who stood there, noses wrinkled in disgust as they involuntarily inhaled her toxic fumes. After eating a particularly unpleasant cheese sandwich, the young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman had to go to the ladies room really bad. Her bu...
There were different 'suites' in the Ironwood Mansion, specially designed to my specifications, for enacting my various sexual fantasies in. I was presently on my way to the 'Secretarial Suite' to meet one Candy Apple, a new tryout to become part of my harem of girls. I hadn't seen her yet, but Duke, one of my best Girl Recruiters, had told me she was a knoc...