The Monday after my near deballing, my wife told me that she was going to change out my cage to a new one. She had me stand in the bathroom in front of her. She took the key and unlocked the lock and gently removed the cage. My penis was shriveled and grossly deformed from the couple of months it had been locked up. Large groves crossed my skin where the cag...
This story is about the love between a small cocked husband and his beautiful wife. If any of the following subjects offend you this story is not for you. Cocksucking, MMW, Man on Man, cum eating, worship cock, creampie, She male, sex without a condom, fucking, sucking, forceful sex.. For the rest of you kinky fuckers, read on. Kick back take out your cock m...
It's 1:27am. Sunday morning. There's no doubt in my mind Brian has some good dick - and I mean some good fucking dick. My ass is sore, but I wouldn't trade that feeling for anything in the world. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to do some of the kinky things I wanted to try with him, but it's okay. I'm sure that he enjoyed having sex with me nonetheless...
This is a parody... It is not real. *** Rachael Ray hired me to make a documentary about her life, concentrating on her wild sex life. The money was good and she's hot, plus I knew I would get to fuck her, so I agreed to make the movie. We had filmed the parts about her early life and how she got on Food Network and now it was time to get to the fun stuff....
M was dressed up, and her face made. Her chamber maid, Marie, a couple of years older than M herself, had done her best to make M look stunning yet ladylike. And for no reason less than that she would today meet her future husband, Sir G, for the first time. Her future husband was a man who could save M's father from a financial disaster. A rich man, willin...
Control was something Jason needed in his life, whether he was working with a client, managing his business with his partners, or especially when with a woman. He'd been pleasantly surprised the day before when interviewing Penny that she'd come as soon as he'd demanded. Most women needed a longer session or to get to know him before being able to let go lik...
Under the dinner table Amber felt his hand on her thigh... and froze. Mr. Neil's fingers crawled under her skirt like fat spider legs. Was this jerk really trying to molest her, with her parents sitting inches away? Amber wanted to chop his stupid hand off. She grabbed the carving knife but her mother snatched it away. "Did you hear that Amber? Mr. Neil ha...
It seems that what my mind couldn't figure out while I was conscious, my body did while I was unconscious. Mr. Facelli's hands holding my hips up into the air, his cock buried to its hilt up inside of my cunt, made me moan like a bitch in heat, like the little slut he knew me to be, the whore he had hired me to be. I woke to my own throat moaning deep passio...
I didn't know she was a slut of course, not when I married her. I guess that's the life of an army wife; husband away all the time, sexual needs and all that and so have an affair. I think I could have handled an affair, but what I came home to the last time I was on leave was a little more than just an affair. My tour of the Middle East and Bosnia had just...
I could barely believe anything that was happening to me. I felt like I was losing my mind. I looked up at the eyes from my dream. They were an amber color, like liquid gold, and they looked right through me to my soul. I felt like a little bunny staring up at a great, black wolf as I stared up at the magnificent example of masculinity standing in front of m...