I was feminized, depraved, used, abused, and happy. I felt her kiss on my cum stained lips. Her tongue penetrated my mouth playing with mine in a whirlwind. Aury was one hell of an MILF, with a dark side, and I was a goodfella with a submissive tendency. A perfect match for a hard and deep play. Aury laughed upon me, lifted me up and kissed me once more. Sh...
"What a MILF!" I commented as Stacey walked by me in the food court. There was just something about that particular salesgirl which especially attracted me. It was true that the mall's rules technically discouraged any kind of relationship with staff, but Stacey wasn't on the shopping center's payroll and thus not really my subordinate. She worked in the ba...
Brad found the hotel that Lauren had texted him on and parked. With a beating heart he nervously made his way into the upscale hotel and went directly to the elevators. He was apprehensive about the whole bondage thing but, if it meant he was going to fuck that amazingly beautiful woman, he was prepared to do whatever it takes and whatever she wanted. He was...
MJ was finally asleep, a tiny adorable bundle of cuteness, with his Dad's eyes and his Mom's mouth and nose. Susan leant over and placed him in his crib, for a second she stayed absolutely still, like a bending statue. He didn't wake and Susan let out an almost silent sigh of relief; she loved him dearly, but new babies were not only needy, but needy at the...
6 -- Sunday There was a problem with success; sooner or later you had to face the reality that it was happening, and happening to you. Kim re-read her earnings statement for her last 'confessional' novella with a growing sense of dread. 'How I Became a Catgirl Maid' had sold enough copies that it almost paid her rent by itself, it had enough positive review...
"Mr. Duchene, I read the stuff you post online, you like Muslim female domination, and you have a thing for Indian girls, well, I'm here to make your life sweet hell, now, get on your knees," Mistress Fatima Bhatti said haughtily, and the Indian Muslim dominatrix smirked at the big and tall young black man who stood before her. He'd just come into the house,...
"What a MILF!" Otto commented, as he noticed Stacey walking by him. There was just something about that particular salesgirl which especially attracted the mall's manager. It was true that the mall's rules technically discouraged any kind of relationship with staff, but she wasn't on the shopping center's payroll and thus not really his subordinate. She wo...
Jamal Browne smiled to himself as he laid Kirsten Dwyer on her back, raised her slender alabaster legs in the air and popped his ten-inch Black cock right back into her asshole. The slim, blonde-haired housewife's lovely blue eyes popped as Jamal resumed fucking her in the ass. Time for this White slut to realize what she's been missing, Jamal thought to him...
(Please read Chapters 1, 2, 3, and 4 if you haven't already. This multi-chapter story could be listed in several different groups. It contains group sex, bisexual and gay contact, incest, BDSM and other fetishes. If this offends you, please stop now. If it doesn't, I hope you enjoy. And a special thanks to Julie, my kinky muse, for her wonderful inspiration...
I am not sure why I tried this, but I was feeling like I needed to take a risk and see what could come of it. I guess I should begin by saying, by nature I am a very submissive man when it comes to the bdsm lifestyle. So when I decided to wear a collar I had fashioned out of a leather strap, metal o-rings and a few other assorted items, out to my local super...