Chapter 8: The Registration The next day as Ginny lay locked in the machine she felt the attachment swing round and stop just short. A thin jet of oil squirted from its tip and coated her cunt lips. She felt the tickling impact of the oil land just below her back entrance, some of it splashing onto that tight opening. She instinctively cinched her muscles t...
Pain. So much pain. I woke up, eyes barely able to crack open, and all I could feel was pain. My head was on fire, submerged in ice, expanding to huge size, and being crushed in a vice. My stomach turned, making noises I had never heard before. It felt like I had been eating hot sand last night, the way my throat crackled as I breathed. When I had reminisced...
I know that a man can technically only be a cuckold if his wife is fucked by another man (though perhaps if the lady is his steady partner he is a cuckold in spirit). I have neither wife nor GF but I still think I claim the rank of honorary cuckold – or was perhaps I was just used as an object of amusement by a very kinky woman. History: At school, a lad c...
She was fucking Gorgeous! You met her on your 21st birthday. She was in a skimpy dress. You were in a tight-fitting tux. You have a 8-inch cock and when she felt it rub against her back side she had to have it inside of her! From that day on, she fell in love with you and your sexual deviance and your willingness to be her partner in her wildest sex fantasie...
Every marriage, even the best of them, hits a make or break point, traditionally around the 7 year mark. You know, where one or both partners start to wonder if they'd made the right decision, and whether they might have been better off married to someone else. I wasn't one to break with that tradition, even though my marriage is far from traditional. You se...
I like gardening. I have a real green finger and an eye for what flowers and bushes will complement each other. In my not so humble opinion I had one of the best gardens on the street. Not only that, my front lawn was immaculate. Flat as a snooker table and just as green, with nary a weed to be seen. Our local council had this better gardens award and I had...
Spring is always a time of hope and renewal. This had been the first time Janet had sat down at the piano since Tom had gone. It was like she had been in denial, afraid to play the melodies that had once so enraptured him, lest her emotions got the better of her and the awful pain of loneliness would consume her once again. He so used to enjoy her playing....
Believe me, that afternoon made it clear to me that this little piece of meat loves dick more than one at a time. She bucked hard through some of that stuff and wasn't shy about yelling it out either! I guaranty you she was not fighting us off! Well, Bobby and I had some fun together more than once after that before we decided on a gangbang. Our fun has not...
I was in Heaven, of course, taking Jessica's ass while Rick impaled her pussy with his cock. Her bottom felt so damn good to me, once more, a little looser than earlier for obvious reasons, but that was no issue to us. The sight of those tanned, oily buns, damn if those weren't the most beautiful things in the world! The way that she reacted to being sandwic...
The scene of the battle was Daytona Bike Week; a perfect spring day with a cloudless sky, and just enough chill in the air to counteract the fierce Florida sun. There was a carnival feel to the place, with thousands of motorcycles, mostly Harleys, but a few of every make and model lining the streets of Daytona Beach. The crowd was heavy even at 10 am, and no...