Note: this is obviously a parody, as well as a jackoff fantasy. I'm sure these women never really behave like this. Which is their loss. Please excuse the run-on sentences; it's hard to punctuate and beat off at the same time... * * * * * My thick, pole-hard cock teasingly slapped back and forth across Winona Ryder's kewpie-doll face. She stared up at me,...
I was standing in the in one of the small, dark theater rooms watching a movie. A white woman was sitting on a black man. He was pumping his large cock into her fat pussy while she sucked a large white cock. A third man had moved up behind the woman to put his cock into her dilated asshole, when I noticed a petite, young, white woman slowly enter the theater...
Note: Story following the adventures of a bisexual submissive man. Some elements are based on my own personal experiences, some are purely fantasy. Yes, I love cock in my ass. Yes, I am slave to a Mistress who fucks my ass beautifully. Yes, a great many things that I write about we've either done or intend to do. There is bisexual sex, group sex, crossdressi...
After her victory in a seven-hour marathon sex fight Anupama was almost beside herself as we entered the jewellery shop. Another victory another piece of jewellery. It took her almost 3 hours to decide on the gold ankle chain and waist chain, and her final decision showed her taste. Not thin elegant or refined, but vulgar ostentatious, and as thick as a man...
This story, while a fantasy, is based on real Lifestyle parties I've attended. If you haven't attended a house party, many of the details below are what you can expect. If you'd like me to share some stories about my real life experiences, just ask. I had been to Lifestyle parties many times. My first was at an apartment rented just for hosting parties. I k...
My name is Mistletoe Kringle. I prefer Misty. I'm on Daddy's naughty list. I mean, I have been for some time, but now I'm sort of at the top of it. I don't really understand why. I mean, I'm just continuing the family tradition of giving. Is it really important that instead of a wooden top, I give head? Or instead of a bicycle for them to ride, I let them r...
A squeal of terror roars from my plump, cherry lips as the grubby pirate splits the front of my white silk wedding gown with his blood-stained knife, exposing my full, round breasts to the brisk air of his filthy quarters. His pupils dilate as he gawks at my puckered nipples. A dribble of drool trickles from the corner of his reeking mouth as he blindly she...
Note: This is a fetish story involving a bisexual submissive man. So there's guy-on-guy action, piss play, cross-dressing and much more. If that's not your bag, please don't read it. If it is, enjoy! Comments are welcome, including constructive criticism. Now on with the depravity... ***** Good thing the next day was a Sunday. I was walking funny. I was...
I know what's on the menu for tonight, and have everything ready. My blacking kit, a chamois to begin with, whiskey at the bar. You didn't give instructions for anything else, but I took my best guess for attire - a plain black t shirt and white cotton panties. After all, I wouldn't be wearing it long. You arrive, and are greeted exuberantly, with a hug an...
I am Jessica's husband Tony. We have been married for just over ten years. I work as an engineer in aerospace. No I am not a rocket scientist. I design airframe components for fighter jets. My job requires me to go out on site at times to test gear installed on jets that are still secret-classified. Jessica is a research specialist for a stock broker...