Tom was going over some papers for work when his daughter ran into the room. The first thing he noticed, naturally, was her nakedness, and then he realized she was breathing heavily and appeared anxious. "Honey, what's wrong?" he asked, half-rising from his chair. "It's Mom," Daisy panted. "Dad, she...I know what she did to me last night, but...this is diff...
Daisy was in the basement on her hands and knees. She didn't need a contraption to lock her into position; she knelt willingly. She had been dressed in a white body suit, but her father had cut two large horizontal holes in chest area, exposing her nipples as well as a great deal of flesh. Her tits hung beneath her now, a pump attached to each nipple, rhyth...
The Americans onomatopoetically call it a queef, while us Brits, charmingly refer to it as a fanny fart, this elusive and frequently embarrassing raspberry blown from the female genitalia is seldom heard by most of us men, and even more seldom discussed. But none the less, I would be willing to place any amount of monies on the fact that I am not the only ch...
It was getting close to Dave's birthday and Amy had decided that this year, she would be the one to both surprise him and benefit from him at the same time. She had been talking to some of her friends from university, they had always said that if they could help each other out in the future - they would. So they had an idea that would help everyone out. Th...
Disclaimer: this story may contain more mentions of the exploration of a little sissy's guts than some of you are comfortable with, but it does not involve any actual scat. Don't be afraid, there's nothing too nasty here -- just consider yourself warned. All characters are over the age of 18, so enjoy yourselves! ********* Light rain pattered on the roof...
Crystal and I have really made some huge improvements with our relationship since we opened up, and tried new things. I never expected myself as someone who would enjoy watching another man have his way with my wife. You absolutely cannot speak anything negative about it whatsoever until you experience it for yourself. I was always very protective of Crystal...
This is a continuation of the story "My Friend's Freaky Sister" I woke up in the morning to Rachana jumping into Kelvin's bed. She lay next to me and whispered something about her mom leaving for work. Her telling this reminded me of the fact today was Friday. While today wouldn't be my last day here, it was my last full day here, since I was leaving for an...
Here I was at 26. Bored, broke and worst of all single. I lived alone in a one bed room apartment downtown, the one thing I did have going for me and spent my nights working a dreadful factory gig manufacturing pickled foods. Pigs feet, pig lips, pigs ears, eggs, sausages, you name it. If it could be soaked in salt and vinegar I was stuck there mass producin...
She trots to the elevator, hoping no one will ride with her, trying to leave work a couple of hours early. The doors close and she lets out her held breath, holding her tummy in discomfort as her face clenches like a fist. Crossing her legs and sticking her butt out as she holds her breath again, trying to contain it. She's finally able to relax as the door...
Thank you to cndcfrazier! Candace is the best editor ever. *** "Damn you, Vargo, you're going to do that in the sight of gods and queefs?" "The spoils of war apply to everything, Florian. Or don't you know that?" Vargo leered at Florian, moving closer. Florian took a step back, fear clear in his eyes. "I didn't mean nothing by it, Vargo. You know that."...