I suddenly realized that Janine's dripping hairy cunt hadn't been serviced the whole time. Her jet black cunt hairs were smeared with George's still steaming turd. The aroma of George's ass droppings combined with the fragrant smell of Janine's hirsute beaver was driving me crazy. I was very hungry for her nasty bush, and I said to George, "George, my maste...
I have always enjoyed women using me in a dominant fashion. Especially when I'm helpless. This is based on a real life story. My wife & I have done some wonderful things together & I'm always improving to make it more comfortable for her. I built a smotherbox several years ago & she has smothered me in it for hours at a time while she sits at the computer...
*Marissa plays farting games & player number 3 wins big* Marissa was headed up to her office in the elevator, meaning it was time for one of her favorite games: He Who Smelt it Dealt it. She waited for the elevator to get crowded then chose her target. He was an intern. Tall and lanky, sort of nerdy looking. Discretely she shuffled over to him then standing...
Episode 7: "The Poem" Note: The creature named "Satan" in this story is *not* a dog. He is a Hellhound, a sentient, other-dimensional demonic companion of Mishi's that she met during a mission with Magik in Limbo. He is jet black, his eyes glow red, black smoke billows from his flaring nostrils, he can breathe fire, his tail is forked and he is as strong as...
Anne's hand trembled lightly as it slid downwards across her soft belly, snaking it's way under her sheer black panties. With a soft gasp, she plunged her middle and ring fingers deep into her pussy as she lay on her bed in the dark, trying hard not to squeal too loudly in carnal delight as her fingers curled and squeezed at her insides - prodding desperatel...
It was a better than average day at the Riding Shop, but it was Black Friday. The store had been on Main Street for nine months and had barely hung on. In spite of being a small city not far from a few horse farms and the country club where there were horse stables and riding lessons for teenagers, the store that specialized in riding boots, jodhpurs, breech...
Another city, another business meeting. I decided to stay an extra day or two, after all I deserved it, plus no one knew me in this small out of the way spot. I checked into a motel on the outskirts of the city, a sleazy one. The room was everything I wanted, tacky green wallpaper, a big queen sized bed, tiny bathroom complete with a full length mirror, a c...
I sucked on her befouled hand, the fingers shimmering with KY and a smear of her shit stain. I placed her on her back and leaned over to kiss her again, nuzzling her neck and massaging those gorgeous tits. My hands pushed her legs high and bent them back over her head. "Now love, try to keep these high," I whispered. I kissed her cunt and began licking th...
**The following is a messy fetish story. It contains mud, muck unwashed-ness and general grossness. So if that's not your thing skip it. If it is, keep going** * Savannah sighed as she got into the airport. It was deep in South America. She was looking to find some jungle ruins, explore go into the wilderness, all on her lonesome. However as she waited lon...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Jamie and Hayley are 18-year-old star triathletes from Brisbane Australia who belong to an elite training squad. Neither has any time for one of the girls in the group named Mackenzie, also 18, who is a spoiled, stuck-up, overly-competitive and arrogant diva, who thinks she is better than everyone else. One Sunday morning, Jamie...