*** I looked down at teats which were too 22 still breasts. Hidden mounds, the second most private part of her body, something that the norms of society agreed must be kept away from the eyes of the society she moved within every day. I was about to change that rather dramatically in the next few minutes. "22!!" "I feel that the best way to start you on t...
Author's note: I wanted to make this a pragmatic superheroine story, without the straining lycra and the pumped-up tits and BANG POW, but with a superheroine who gets trapped and ends up a plaything, for a while. So it's not the normal superheroine story, but is what I was intending to write. It also took me about a year, because it kept getting left. A bit...
He loved her pussy and she loved his cock. He loved it when she didn't even want to go out and she was just plain horny. It was something in her voice that he could identify that screamed "I need to get fucked." This was one of those nights. It was in the air and he felt it too. As he got out of shower and looked at the mirror, he saw that his big dick was...
All people in this story are fictional and 18 or older. ***** I made the announcement of my little extra credit group on Tuesday, and oh what a day. If those boys liked getting to taste my tits then I bet they will love Saturday. The next day class carried on as usual, but I again asked the same 5 to stay back for a few moments. "Boys, I just wanted to s...
Susan was sitting at the kitchen table, looking, I don't know... I guess "perky" would be the word. "Your breasts look pretty cute in that T-shirt," I said, equally cheery. It was one of those V-neck things which extended just low enough that the barest amount of cleavage was exposed, unusual for Susan. It was hard to tell if she was wearing a bra or not....
The next morning, Iris awoke to the sun streaming in through the windows. She stretched in bed, feeling well-rested. She took in her surroundings, reminding herself where she was. Her body felt warmer than usual, heat pooling in her groin, her breasts tingling and sore. Still laying down, she brought her hands up to her chest, running them over her breasts...
Warning: This chapter involves Futas-herms-dickgrils- whatever you want to call them. If you aren't into that, just skip this chapter. Pretend it doesn't exist. ***** Equina carefully kept her face hidden with the cowl of her robe, and her hands hidden in the folds of her sleeves. If anyone in the crowded tavern saw the blue hue of her skin, discovered tha...
They shoved me into another faceless room. As the door closed behind me, the first thing that hit me was the smell: harsh male musk, along with the unmistakable odor of semen. I'd smelled it before, but never this strongly, and as I tried to move, I had to peel my feet from something sticky on the floor. My stomach twisted into knots. Unlike the brightly-li...
I went to the mattress and lay down. "I'm sorry, Captain, I'm just exhausted," I said. And I was-the experience with the milking machine had left me spent. My breasts, and especially my nipples, ached with what they'd endured. I couldn't imagine going through that every day, or maybe even multiple times a day. How often did the G'Oran milk their human captiv...
By Patty Parker & Carla Rachel Lee Lesbian, Lesbian Anal Sex, Strapon, Big Breasts, Lingerie, Older-Younger Carla 19 yrs old (red hair, 34dd) Patty Parker 42 yrs old 36ee-30-42 ALL participants in this fictional account are and were 18 years of age or older when written. (19 year old Carla Rachel Lee is in England on a school trip, the first time she's...