Coach Thomson was proud of his squad as he watched them perform on stage. He thought, without that little bit of help, we would never had made it to nationals. Smiling, the coach thought back to that week at the beginning of the term..... Three Months Earlier... "Coach, do you have a minute?" Coach Thomson looked up from his desk, and saw Emily, the seni...
My name is Howard Alabaster but you can call me Whitey. I’m a young Irishman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Anyone looking at me sees a six-foot-two, lean White male with reddish hair and pale green eyes. I’m a lot more than that, friend. Being born into the Alabaster family of provincial Ontario has its privileges. My family owns a lot o...
This is the immediate continuation of part 1. Previously on Slave Cassandra: After having her pussy tortured, Cassandra was made to shit on the floor. *** Cassandra felt relieved to have emptied her bowels without making a mess on herself. At the same time she was embarrassed that she hadn't managed to expell all her shit. Master still held the toilet pape...
*Previously on Fap-Tastic Futable...* *Our futa hero found herself wrapped in the coils of Dr. Cocktopuss, a man of metallic tentacocks. His plan to ream every sexy co-ed in the Suckum Mall food court is interrupted by the mysterious Hypnotrix, a hypnotic dominatrix who has turned this hostage situation into an orgy.* So there I was, at the mall, on my bac...
The two rubbery, artificial phalluses filled Alicia. She gasped as Bev and Monique flexed their hips in unison, dual sleek cocks erotically assailing her tunnels. Sandwiched as such, Alicia perspired between the writhing fucksters. The leather collar constricted around her throat and she embraced that lovely, sought after feeling. Alicia stared into Monique'...
You cannot use this story for any commercial purpose, and you cannot publish it in any web site other than Literotica. Respect original writing. Thanks. ******** I dedicate this story to hot Connie the Cunt. Slurrp slurp!! :-) ******** The birds were singing merrily all around. It was the morning sun that was bringing some warmth to her exhausted body,...
Megumi Part I, Uncensored Well I should start at the beginning. I grew about around women who farted (a lot). It didn't take long for me to become accustomed and immune to the smell's negative effects due to constant exposure. I became indifferent to it. My naive mind concluded it was just something chicks did. So it was with great surprise that as I got ol...
Mary sat down at the table with her mother. She eyed the food spread out for dinner anxiously. There were pickled eggs and deviled ham sandwiches, a roast beef and two heads of boiled cabbage. Her stomach rumbled and she shifted in her seat, waiting for her mother to finish talking on the phone. Finally, she hung up the receiver. Mary heaped her plate with...
When I came back the following Wednesday, Ellen was ready for me at 4:30. Again, she had prepared the inflatable mattress on the floor of her counseling office. The building was deserted except for us. She motioned me into the office and began to remove her clothing as she had the last two times I had come to session. Ellen was helping to me to learn to fee...
I lived for a while in Namibia, a city in South Africa. Males were subservient to females and old worldly customs lived on. There was very little crime, minor traffic offenses were punishable to males via corporal punishment, whereas females simply received a hefty fine and points on their license males were strapped to a padded whipping horse at the local P...