Zara had removed her tight-fitting black work trousers and her white cotton panties, and had gone to stand half-naked in front of the Ladies loo's porcelain white sink bowl which she was about to have a wee into. Her only decision was whether or not to piss over the edge from her standing pose, or turn and place her round bum cheeks over the bowl before begi...
When I met Caily at a butterfly release, I never imagined that the angelic pixie with pale skin, smiling eyes, and monarchs adorning her fingers would one day be straddling me in a bathtub, pumping her golden nectar into my mouth as she berated me for not being a good-enough "piss boy." It's always the innocent-looking ones that turn your world upside down....
I lay in the hot sun, my piss-stained body aching at my long-enforced bondage on the trampoline when I heard raised voices from the five women attending the poolside piss party. One, who I took to be Helga, the big-busted strict-looking blonde millionairess real estate saleswoman, announced: "I can't wait any longer, I've got to piss on him. It is my turn,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It had started out as a dare, the two petite blondes squatting in the Technical office after hours, with their bare bums and exposed pussies on display, as they got ready to have a wee. It had been sweet Colette who had gone first, a wavering, slightly yellowed, stream of piss squ...
I must have been lying on the trampoline wearing Keisha's piss-soaked panties on my face for some 20 minutes, when the big black woman returned, beaming down at me and holding a large glass of foaming lager. Apart from her high heels she was naked. "Hi Peeping Tom," she smiled, "one more bottle of this lovely lager and I'll be ready to pass some of it on to...
Suzanne waited with baited breath as soft footfalls made their way ever closer to her position at the end of the attic. She was still naked from the waist down but was too terrified of discovery to risk making any sound that might alert to new arrival to her presence. Her heart was hammering in her chest, seemingly loud enough to betray her location in the a...
Based on a true story. Although it was winter and there was not much light filtering through the skylights, the company archive area was well lit as Suzanne made her way along the main walkway, looking this way and that for inspiration as to a place to stop off for her end-of-day pee. Needless to say she was bursting, having filled her bladder over the cour...
Selena approached the box she was about to use for her toilet. She was naked from the waist downwards, her round curved buttocks facing towards the office door, her black triangle of wiry pubic hairs hiding her slit that was moments away from releasing a torrent of hot piss. Once in position she wasted no time, the burning need inside now desperate. The urg...
We were five satiated, sleek bitches filing into the bathroom, drunk on orgasms and a little weak at the knees. And it was all my doing. See, there's nothing I like as much as arranging little dyke orgies for a gaggle of foxy babes like myself, good-lookers who know how to turn on a slut and make her pussy steam and her clit swell! Here we all were in the b...
Sexslave Training Facility Inc. (STF) The goal of the STF is, that every single woman in all countries from age 18-45 are trained properly to obey men. The training is focused on wiping out shame and anxiety, so the girls can be naked, masturbate and fuck whenever told without being ashamed. The STF focuses on eradicating women in politics and replace them...