I tried to carry on like my life was still the normal, everyday existence it had been. Beneath this facade of normality seethed the memories of Mrs Smith's parting words, "When the call comes for you Missy, you had best not displease us." I fluctuated between being terrified that the Smith's would out me and a seemingly incomprehensible desire for more of t...
It took me a few minutes to recover from the fucking Daddy just gave me at the mercy of his big black cock. I was definitely handling his size better than when this whole ordeal started, but he still stretched me to my limits. As I laid on his chest, his big black cock softening in my boi pussy, I couldn't help but think about how I have been missing out o...
This was what happened, as much as I remember. It was evening in Las Vegas. The city of sin. Kaylie and I had finalized our wedding less than an hour ago. We were presided over by a solid Elvis Priestley look-alike along the Strip. Kaylie's lover, our designated Black Master, called Tibbs was there with us; he'd acted as my best man. He looked splendid in h...
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Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "We can't keep drugging Gabe! (can we?)" That night I couldn't help but stare blankly at the ceiling of my room. The things I had done. The things that had been done to me. What hungered within me. Just turning over in bed, my well-fucked, recently reorganized insides stre...
There was another pop against her red ass. She yanked at the chains that bound her to the arched ceiling. "How the fuck did I get here?!" Her mind was racing. Another strike landed on her cheeks. They began to fondle her nipples. They were strong and handsome. Each tit was handled, pulled sucked. She did not have the control. Her license to demand had been r...
We're in a little brunch spot. Our original plans for a slow, lazy Sunday had been damaged somewhat. Even though we had the best intentions for a leisurely wake up, we ended up with what could best be described as a vigorous start to the morning. Yoga with fresh bruises and cum on my face was a challenge, and we are both ravenous. "We'll both have the botto...
It was early on Sunday morning. I awoke needing to pee and slipped out of bed, doing my best not to wake Daphne. I could hear him breathing deeply next to me most of the covers on his side as usual. My roomie was lying on his stomach, his head under his pillow. He looked so sexy lying there. I felt the warm rays of the sun on my back as I breathed in his cu...
I leaned towards Mr King's fat, hairy cock and sticking out my tongue, lapped softly at the tip of his cock head. I knew not to use my hands. I placed my arms around him and cupped his bum cheeks. While I was lapping at his engorged cock head, I let my fingers playfully rove up and down the crack of his ass. From his reaction I knew he liked me doing that to...
.... As I sucked the cock hungrily, I found myself fingering my kunt furiously, wishing I was being fucked by the beautiful cock I was sucking. I worked his dick over with my tongue stud on the underside, swallowing him whole and then backing off. I heard him moan and he said,"Come on slut, take it." I concentrated on the head and the area underneath and be...