It's time to wake up. You open your eyes. You are in the bed in your bedroom at your Mistresses house. She crawls in and lays on her back. You're going to get so many of your dirty dreams today, but first you're going to have to impress me. Eat my pussy. I want to cum three times. Say "Thank you." Yes Mistress. Thank you. She spreads her legs wide as you...
"I was now a shit eater! Upon that realization, even the foul flow of my saliva and shit pooling in my mouth tasted better; it's presence fueled my already steel-hard erection, and she returned. In silence she handcuffed my arms behind me, looped a cord about my ball sac, and clipped a steel chain to it. Tugging on the chain, my balls tightened; "Don't mo...
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...
I've been an ardent fan of Literotica and enjoyed thousands of stories over the years. I thought I should give back something in return to what I have got. My sincere thanks go out to Amy who took the time to edit this story. Enjoy reading and let me you're your feedback. Aunty Sandra was around 36 years old at the time when I was 19 studying in an all boys...
Mistress Deborah stood in front of a naked, kneeling slave; I had answered her invitation, coming to her house; her shaved pussy only an inch from my face. Her pussy's feminine aroma "rushed" through my nostrils like Amyl Nitrite [poppers]; it made my head spin; my cock's tumescence provided the best display an average six inch cock could give-but you could...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. For this to make sense it is recommended to read chapter 1 first. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After I got back from the sorority's den I went straight to bed. I was so tired. I didn't wake up until Monday morning. I quickly gathered my things and walked to class. Jen was sitting there. She waved as I e...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In Chapter 6 of this kinky and outrageous early 1990s sexual comedy, trailer park girl Breanna accompanies her relatives to a family dinner where her cousin John and his girlfriend Samantha have an important announcement. Can Breanna, not known for subtlety or sensitivity, keep her mouth shut and behave for once in her life, or wi...
Jasmine had to go really bad. It was one of those shits that just come out of nowhere, throbbing inside her bowels, one that once felt brought worry that she wouldn't make it to the bathroom in time. On her way to the bath she glanced in the mirror in her hallway, there was a mirror in every room in her house, so that at any moment she could stop to admire...
All characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. Chapter 8 I have only been a toilet for a few hours, but time moves slower when you have shit in your mouth. Ms. Stone's diarrhea was brutal. I felt shell-shocked, and was convinced the shit inside me was eating away at my brain. It's as if I'm turning into a real toilet, losing my humanity one...
My wife Cara knows me well, we've been together for a long time now, so that's no surprise. She knows that after a period of particularly frenetic sexual activity, that I can often go into a sexual drought. She knows to bide her time and be patient. After our last escapade at Lowe's Corner, Cara and I had a lot of sex, fucking every day for a full week after...