Tilly sat naked on her little white stool, in front of her big oval mirror, watching as she played with her own double D breasts. She was daydreaming about burying her face in the sopping wet cunt of...KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Tilly was startled from her daydream by a demanding knocking at the door. Curious she skipped over to peek through the peephole, and jum...
Punishment for Piggy Ch 2 A kinky professor disciplines his submissive wife. **** Big Blue **** The painful rod had taken its toll on the pretty woman's big butt. The shapely cheeks glowed with a ruby flame of color. Frank Acosta had left his design of angry streaks across his wife's round bottom. She sat on the floor, whimpering, with her knees bent and...
I had just about given up on ever finding a man that would treat me like the fat pig whore I am. I am five feet two inches tall, 230 pounds, long brown hair, brown eyes, 40D, and a completely shaved cunt. Unfortunately a lot of men are not into BBW's and the ones that are, are not usually into what I need. They just don't understand my need to be treated lik...
"But I've never done that much." "I'm well aware of that, but you will today." "I can't; I'll be sick!" "You will eat all of this and then you will eat more. We begin now." The most beautiful fat pig of a man sat in the middle of a queen sized bed surrounded by at least thirteen pink boxes filled with dozens of pastries. Kneeling before him, a woman in a...
There was a definite sense of finality in the loud 'click' of the lock at the back of the pig's head mask she had placed over my head. She set out my speech options as she unpacked the pig-trotter extensions she was going to place on my arms and legs. Basically, while dressed up like a pig I was allowed to say 'oink' and nothing else. Two 'oinks' meant 'yes...
Originally published in "The Discerning Gentleman's Weekly" Volume IX, number 21 Issue dated April 15th 1896 * Strange events today indeed! It is a week since I allowed myself to be so debauched and degraded at the hands and feet and... well, let us be frank, at all possible parts of the body of my Young Mistress. I related the experience here in these...
Per her husband's promise, him and Sarah were heading back up to the farm Saturday morning. The whole ride up there Sarah thought about what was going to happen to her, how it would change her, and if she was really going to go through with it. She wanted to see how far she could go, how filthy she could get until it was too much for her. "Are you sure you...
Houses and trees spooled past Jerkboy as he gazed vacantly out of the car window, riding in the passenger seat next to his wife's big sister. This was a familiar road for Suzette, enroute to the suburban college where she had played on the volleyball team and got her undergraduate degree in psychology. It was technically his mother-in-law's day with him, a...
"I know," my wife Casey said softly as her hands caressed my naked body beneath the covers of our king sized bed. "You know what?" I asked. I didn't know what game we were playing but I was ready to fuck. "I know what you look at on the computer and what you fantasize about," she answered softly. Her hand had found my hard cock and she squeezed it tight...
Willy Michael's tongue slithered in and out as fast as its poor root would let him. It felt as though it would come off at any minute. "Faster, baby, faster, if you want to lick my pumps," the soft feminine voice urged. Willy looked up at her naked flesh, her jutting breasts. Logging on to fetishcity.com had been the smartest thing he had ever done in his...