Gina reads the story on the laptop screen. 'Pressing the buttons on the device, the woman's body transforms into a different one, one that is younger, slim, and well proportioned. Another push of a button and her left leg becomes a short stump. It is something she had dreamed of all her life.' "Fuck a duck," Gina curses aloud, slamming a fist against the d...
What an Easter break. One of the motorcyclists from our story The Fuel Stop had emailed me to say there was a run to the coast over the Easter break, and did Chas and myself want to join them, me especially. I replied saying we would love to go as it was some time since Chas had been for a long ride on his bike, and I added that I was ready for a good ride...
Big Tits Sex Therapist Gets a Warm Reception Part 3 Copyright © 2013 Charlie the Wanking Wanker and Kingswoman Written by Charlie the Wanking Wanker. Voiced by Kingswoman. Horribly deprived of the opportunity to do good and save another miserable fucking wanker from himself, Mrs. Alltits has been caught practicing her professional methods on herself by h...
Hugh O'Neill (36), sat alone in the office café mulling over lunch. The rugged-faced divorcee, wondered was it worth carrying on trying to pull in a babe. At his age, with more than a suspicion of thinning hair and signs of a developing jowl, a guy cast adrift faced the prospects of having to pay for sex. Again, was it really worth trying for sex for the f...
"Whoa, what is it?" she asked, circling the costume arrayed on the mannequin. "It's so... realistic." "It's a succubus," the store manager replied. "One of our newer models, and selling so well already. I believe we've had over 50 purchases of this model from our very store in the last week. Amazing..." Bella circled it once more. The plastic dummy's torso...
It has been a few weeks since my last visit. Work and family have been in need of my attention and I have been unable to get to my Goddess Mina. We have had frequent contact and Goddess has been quite generous by sending pictures and notes to encourage my ever building devotion. I have been obsessed with looking for her messages and have been acting like an...
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Just kidding, it was definitely the best of times. Jess and I had fucked like rabbits all night. It wasn't like we had anything else to do while in quarantine. I fell asleep that night sweaty and tired, with my head resting between the two biggest tits I had seen in my entire life. All was right in the wor...
Christopher Botham, a Roman-nose Englishman now residing in Manhattan, was in an early marriage crisis and perhaps as to be expected, regarded it as fundamentally not of his making. A mere sixty days after the wedding, his wife Anna, a secondary school teacher, had announced adamantly that having sex twice a day was no longer an option. Chris's mouth froze...
The funeral for my husband of five years has just ended. He was handsome and much older, two of my favorite attributes for a man to marry. He was also very rich. We were in love, gave each other what we wanted, especially in bed. Nothing denied. We even brought others into bed - a woman for him to have or to watch me with, a man for me, and a few times even...
My duties as an anthropologist had been kept to the classroom for the past year, ever since I lost two of my closest colleagues in the jungles of the Yucatan to what everyone had insisted was nothing but folklore. A slug-like creature had literally consumed them. The reports from some of the local guides were that one of my friends even went in search of the...