If a Bree calls in the forest, does she make a sound? Not with a red scarf crammed tight in her mouth. She was tethered to the trees when I found her. I was roving the paths on my hundred acres of property, enjoying the cool North breeze, when I heard a smothered yelp. I paused, filtering the sounds of the woods – the creak of branches, the shush of leav...
Disclaimer: This story contains non-consensual scat and male bisexual action. ***** I was in Japan for a few weeks, alone, and my Japanese was still too bad to communicate easily with the Japanese people. I have never been really good at making friends, so I spent most of my free time alone. One of my favorite hobby is hiking, and I always loved to walk in...
Are you horny? Are you wet? You’re so lucky. I never knew the value of a wet pussy till I started doing porn. It’s days like today, when I was lying on G’s bed, camera rolling and completely dry, that make me feel sorry for myself and for porn consumers everywhere. We wrapped, no orgasm, and I got back on the T to go home. My smeared slut make-up was magni...
*READER ADVISORY* - This story contains copious amounts of pee fetish content as well as many references to large clitorises, hermaphroditism, and large penises. Stop reading here if this does not appeal to you. *** Episode 5: Lindy's Camping Trip Chapter 1: Preparing to Leave It was the third weekend in September and it had been a week since Clara had...
This is a story from my freshman year of college. I was a troubled and angry guy who went to school in the woods of Maine. I drank too much and was oversexed. BUT I do still think this experience was hot and I come back to it from time to time. During the first semester, I had been dating a girl named Kat for several months. Our relationship had started to...
The grass under Trish's hands and knees was warm, soft and lush. The morning dew was still on the grass and it made her hands and knees wet - much like her pussy. She nervously looked around her yard - or what use to be her yard - she was now the personal slut of Kelley and she about to be taken for a walk, naked, around her yard. Kelley came back holding...
Barb jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. She didn't think she had ever had to pee so bad in her life. She plopped down with urine starting to flow even before she had actually touched the seat. She groaned, relaxing and letting it flow. The hissing of her flow seemed almost obscene. Barbara and Tom had made pissing a part of their sex life for a numb...
There she was again, sitting in the same place on the bleachers. Watching across the gym floor while watching everyone have a good time while occupying nothing but the seat she was on. And why not? She had warmed that same place on those bleachers through every dance she ever went to at Susan B. Anthony, but it did get lonely warming that spot with a little...
"Now remember," Sharon's mom said, "We won't be here when you get back. We've got the community function tonight, and the brunch tomorrow, so we won't be back until around 5 or 6 tomorrow night. I'm sure you two girls can handle things while we're gone." "No problem mom," came Sharon's answer. "Sure, we'll be fine," said Dani." It was late in the morning...
This story is a work of fiction. It only happened in my mind. Name's have been changed to protect the guilty. All person's are over the age of 18. * The story I am about to relate to you took place several years ago. As I stirred and rolled over in the bed I could see out the window that it was a bright, sun-filled morning. I sat up, slipped out of bed and...