Elbow Deep Indeed NB from my previous profile Penisleeve It was dark behind the hood I'd had put on. The gag was making my jaw ache and the ankle and wrist restraints held me firmly across, the top of what I presumed was a vaulting / fucking horse, belly down. The room, wherever that was was cool but comfortable. Miss had brought me here blindfolded with i...
For the tutor, getting on with work was an easy affair, but for Melanie it was another story altogether. She felt as though she'd been stung by some sort of wonderful bug. She tried as hard as she could to be attentive in all her lessons, but every time her tutor leaned close to her or softened his wonderful voice in any way, Melanie found her body respondin...
Held aloft, she is bathed in the light of lambent gold. The receding sun her nimbus, her divine outline trace with a bright band; she revels in abandon, perched atop her adoring subject, the phallus, planted deep inside her. She is lifted, its final fervent thrust canons molten worship into her. Their combined juices jet from her nether in a conical fount, g...
I've started taking in the contemporary service at our church since my wife passed away six months ago. I'm 59 and thought I would check it out. The last couple of weeks. I noticed a family across from me. She is slim, long blonde hair and wears her clothes tight and looks amazing. He is shorter a bald spot in the back of his head and dyes his graying hair....
Note: this is a continuation of the story "Cathy ch 01, 02, 03" by antlerBoy. It works okay as a stand-alone story, but will make more sense if you read the other parts. Er, yeah, that makes sense, right? Right. I awoke the next day, early this time... tasks around the house, and a writing deadline looming before me. As a work-at-home writer, you have to...
Big thanks to everyone who wrote after Part 1. Hope you like the second part - please let me know. Enjoy... Oh fuck. One hundred minutes left. I can't even conceive of what you'll do to me in one hundred minutes. Which is the rush, isn't it? Suddenly one hundred minutes seems a very, very long time. Suddenly my little eighteen-year-old body seems very tende...
Chapter Four: First Among Sequels Lauren's parents had come to the opening night, and then pissed off to some resort before our final performance, which made their large and well-appointed house two blocks from campus the ideal place for our wrap party. The place had an enormous outdoor hot tub, a bar and wine rack (off limits, but Lauren had stocked the hu...
The pressure was too much. I could not take it. "Kristen...please..." "Are you begging me to stop?...cause that is what it sounds like to me. What is wrong you watch all those videos of girls fucking guys with strap-on dicks and yet you cannot handle these extra large anal beads yet?" I was doing a mental check of what has happened to me in the past 24 hou...
Demi Moore Ch 3. Persuasion Although inspired by a well-known movie, the following story is fictional and not intended to depict any actual person or event. Only known by very wealthy patrons of erotica, situated at an unknown location, a secret archive is guarded by extreme security. Here the Alternative Adult Anal Versions (AAAVs) of several movies are s...
Disclaimer: I do not own The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Honey, I'm home." Killer Frost called out as she came through the door of her latest hideout. Killer Frost had done this just to amuse herself back when she was working alone, and it was not long ago that she had done it with her n...