My wife and I recently were talking about dick size. She said she didn't understand why guys were so hung up on size. "Size doesn't really matter" she said.
I said, really guys weren't the ones hung up on the size of a damn cock, but it was the women who were fascinated with it. I said "the women not hung up on size are the one's that haven't had a really big dick yet."
"What do you mean?" she said.
I said, "Angelique if you ever had a bigger dick, you would probably go wild as shit." "I think you're big enough for me baby, she said." "Why do you think that black guys are bigger than white guys?" Sounding really intrigued.
You must understand, my wife was extremely conservative. Just getting her in this conversation gave me hope of seeing her with a monster big black cock shoved up
Story of what many housewives sometimes have to do, whether want to or not.
Monday morning Mary was back in Beck's office. He rose from behind his desk as she was ushered in by the smirking Amber. Thankfully, he waved the smug little bitch back out the door as he motioned Mary to come stand before him. He grinned in satisfaction as he scanned her up and down, nodding in approval at her attire.
Today she was dressed in a black sk
Mary did not get called into "work" the next day, nor the day after that. She dressed as Beck had commanded--short skirts, stockings and garter-belt, no panties--and stayed home, jumping every time the phone rang, butterflies in her stomach until she learned it was not the dreaded Amber calling her into "service". And after each fa
The next morning Mary found Walter, as she had expected, passed out in his chair. She rousted him out, coldly ordering him to get ready for work. He obeyed without protest, his guilt weighing on him as much as his hangover. Mary made breakfast for the kids then drove them to school in her nightgown and robe, as she often did. Back home, she was clearing the breakfast dishes whe
Mary Conley checked her makeup in the tiny mirror of her compact. Her ruby-red lipstick was perfect, thick mascara and smoky eye shadow, light blush across her high cheekbones all checked out fine. After applying a light dusting of powder across her nose, she snapped the compact closed and slipped it back into her purse. She hoped she looked all right, dressed in a dark green p
Galloway took Valerie to his cabin in the woods. She was kept in a spacious room he had outfitted as a torture chamber. He had taken women there before; she was not the first to be brutally used by him and his friends.
He placed her in a room fitted with a cot and a chair and with access to a toilet where she could shower and fulfil
Getting the mail one morning, I noticed a white envelope for me with no return address. Eager, I ripped open the envelope and saw an invitation to the house of a buddy of mine. He was a horny bastard, even worse than myself. With the reputation of a man-whore, he would fuck anything breathing, so his appetite for sex serves as a great service for h
The breeding farm is a secret located on a large estate in the country side. I began the farm a few years ago from increased demand for natural insemination from women. My philosophy is to impregnate women clients with my seed. Women are referred by their doctor, their lawyert, and personal application to be considered as a client. After medical tests, counseling, an
This story is an example of a wild night an ex and I had, she had always wanted to live out a rape fantasy she had and this was our first opportunity to try.
Part 2: The Experiment
Chapter 1: The Gas
On the screen, the children are still asleep. The man presses a button. The windows inside the room open up and this deep blue-colored gas drifts ominously into the room. Slowly, it spreads to the beds Sleeping, the two teens inhale deep breaths of it. The man picks up a pencil and stats writing on a notepad. "
I think she knew somehow what I was going to do to her- and yet she stayed. This sweet little girl, daughter of my next door neighbors, who I'd watched and masturbated to many times as she played outside, now sat on the couch in my living room next to me, talking to me about her friends and what a nice day it was outside as she sipped a cold glass of lemonade. She pulled back sl
David and Rachael are abducted to an unknown place, remembering nothing but their names.
Joe, a struggling college student and part-time male stripper, is having trouble making ends meet. He volunteers for campus experiments that pay cash. Sometimes the experiments get a little kinky...
Â Â Â Â Â Waking up, I glanced around, I was back home, in my own bed. How the hell did I get here? Whatever they gave me to knock me out this time still left my mind sharp. I remembered it all, getting my face spunked by the teens, getting gang banged by six well hung studs, then, getting horse fucked, and to top it all off, the wealthy owner busting
The Hostage Pt 2.
First of all, I wanted to thank those of you who appreciated the first installment in this series. This is part 2 of 3. If you are new to this story, you should read Pt. 1. If
It was late at night and Virginia was finally getting done and heading for home. She took the elevator down to the parking garage, she hesitated before exiting the elevator befor getting out to look around. All quiet and empty she said to herself as she walked out to her car. As she pushed her car key pad to unlock the door the lights went out.
She awoke several minutes later to find her
Eric is abducted, drugged, and forced into the most amazing sex of his life.
Â Â Â Â Â I was uncuffed from the bed, blindfolded, and with 3 men on each side, holding on tightly, I had no chance of escape. They walked me down a flight of stairs, and outside. Judging by the day's warmth on my face, I guessed that it was probably noon, maybe a little bit later. I heard a large door rolling open, then I was led into a building,
I awoke with a pounding headache, god, I needed an aspirin. I went to get up, and was stopped. I felt a curious resistance of my arms and legs, looking at them, I saw why. My arms were stretched up above my shoulders, velcro cuffs were fitted around my wrists, and an attached chain was securely fastened to a brass rail headboard. Looking down, I saw my legs
I looked up at Jen as the ocean wind swept her long brown hair over her face. She was absolutely stunning. I wondered what she was doing with a pig like Eric. He treated her like garbage, like he was that night.
We were on the board walk in Atlantic City. Jen invited me along with a few of Eric's friends to just hang out for a while.
My Pussy Controls you – Part 2
"So Samantha, why don't you tell me what happened after you woke up in the showers?"
"I don't know, I feel a bit uncomfortable." Samantha started to fidget in her seat as if to prove her point.
"Samantha its ok to feel uncomfortable, bu
An uptight business woman gets taught a lesson and finds satisfaction.
I begin my college tales, with two freshman, some beer, seconal and my bud Matty.
her honey was flowing fast as I nibbled on her clit. Then she must have realized something was different because I felt her legs clamp around my ears, I didnâ€™t stop I just kept munching on her pussy and slipped two fingers inside her. I heard Matty talking to her softly, and soon she relaxed again.
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While Christy dozed, still naked on the couch in the pool house, I took Amanda inside with the camera, her still naked with a towel wrapped loosely around her.Â As we went into my office, I connected the camera to a TV on my desk and rewound the tape.Â Amanda crawled her cute naked ass onto my lap. I kissed the back of her neck and said "which part should we watch, Amanda? You or Chr
It was late. As many times before my wife, who I had pretty much been estranged from for years, had fallen asleep early, which I had come to not mind. As I did most every night now, I started to fantasize about her daughter, my stepdaughter, who had just turned 15, and had been supermodel sexy for quite some time. From time to time I would look in her room when the house was quiet, just to see if
Lisa steps in to save her sister Hanna..