My wife, Jenna, had just told me that five black guys had left her pussy and ass devastated and they had dumped wads of cum down her throat. She also told me how much she liked big cocks. She flat out told me, that she If I was going to bring men to fuck her, she definitely wanted them to have big cocks. She told me, If I'm going to be your whore, I want to be a big cock whore because I want them to fuck me deep and hard. So, our marriage had definitely changed and she wanted plenty of big cocks, race did not matter, the only qualifier were big dicks, the bigger the better.
I immediately started working posting her picture on websites with some contact information. The description had the most important qualifier were huge cocks, race did not matter. I put some videos of her getting fuc
The three ate their salads in almost dead silence. Van didn't know what to say plus his brain was still a bit foggy from the lack of blood. Marsha spoke up first, "told you this place had great reviews." "No shit" Sam snorted forking the last bit of salad into his mouth. "Uh huh" was all that came out of Van. "If that was the first course, the food can be a dumpster fire and I'm giving a 5 stars," Van finally admitted. The remaining courses went just as the first. By the time the trio wobbled out of the building they had several more orgasms and left a sizeable tip. It was quite late. They had been in the restaurant for longer than they expected. They laughed and agreed they were only savoring the fine dining experience.
They walked and talked as they strolled down the strip
...a short story about a teasing teen in a trailer park, who tries to prove she's not a tease by letting a dirty old pervert talk her into a hardcore fucking session.
Ray had moved to the Burning Bush trailer park because it was a cheap place to live, but he was staying for the pussy. At his age, which was now over 60, where else could he live with daily views of as much hot pussy as the trailer park. There were women his age, women half his age, and then there were the daughters of those women, teens and tweens, dozens of them, all packed into about forty trailers parked on the quarter-mile of narrow streets of the trailer park, plunked down between a small wooded area and a lightly used railroad track. Ray was a self-confessed “dirty old man” and he favored the younger women in the p
Sometime in our earlier years my wife and I were in the military. Since we both of us had adult children from previous marriages, there was no plan to have children, plus my wife could no longer have children due to a medical condition. We were interracial couple. I am Latino, my name is Mark, my wife is Caucasian, her name is Jenna. We both were in our 30s and in good physical condition. On the weekends we liked to go hotels that had clubs in them so we would be driving. I had read articles of couples in the swing scene and the subject piqued my interest and started reading more about it. Jenna said, she had never had dick that size, she claimed her former husband only had about 6 maybe 7 inches fully hard. My wife really had long legs that belong in a bed spread as much as possible. On
I was lying there sound asleep , dreaming about hitting the lottery and buying a yacht. Happy as could be and smiling away.
Katie had come over at half past two am and walked thru our unlocked door. She proceeded to walk in my room. She looked at me peacefully sleeping as she began to strip down. She removed her top down to her 36c black Calvin Klein sports bra. She then slid off her American Eagle Jeans leaving her in her matching Calvin Klein thong. She has a smaller ass, but a very nice one with a good roundness. She pulled back the blankets and climbed in next to me.
Katie began to kiss my neck and work up to my ear. As she was kissing me she slid her hand down my boxer briefs and began to stroke my cock. This began to wake me up from a dead sleep. The room was pitch dark, pre
[Not originally mine, I saved a copy of the 3-part thread from 15 years ago and copied together.]
My brother and dad had been gone from the hotel room for half an hour. They wanted to go swimming at the hotel pool for a few hours. It was only about 7:30 and the pool wouldn't close until 11:30. They intended to stay as long as they could. My mother and I grew bored as I flipped through the channels.
"Turn it off, Sam. There's no use. Nothing's on but news and soaps."
"Well, then what are we gonna do for 3 and a half hours?"
"I don't know, you could always join your father and brother."
"Nah," I said, "I told you, I'm way too whiped out." We had been walking all day around town.
"Well what do you want to do, then? Check and see what's in those drawers."
I opened
As soon as i realised what i was hearing, all the blood in my body rushed into my cock. I was overcome with adrenaline, heart pounding. It was 8am on a sunday morning, the sun shining through the gap in my curtains.
I closed my eyes and began to stroke my shaft. sounds of the female body crept into my room from next door, the gentle moans, gasps - my cock was the hardest it has ever been.
Next door my older sister was riding her dildo - her thick ass pounding up and down, stretching her puffy pussy open, slime oozing out, clenching at her large bouncing breasts.
I imagined her body as i stroked my cock in euphoria - what was she thinking about? does she want me to hear? she began to moan as she reached the egde of her orgasm - i was about to find out my big sister soaks herself w
*beep* *Beep* *Beeeeep* Van sprang from his bed. At first he thought it was his alarm clock. It wasn't. He looked out his partial open window to see his friends Sam and Marsha sitting in the Jeep parked in the driveway. Sam was in the passenger seat and Marsha the driver's. It was the first day of the last summer vacation he'd get to enjoy. Of course he wanted to sleep in, however his two best friends had other ideas. He waved to them and motioned towards the front door for two reasons, one so they would stop that annoying honking and two so he could punch Sam for waking him up.
Sam must have known what was coming because Marsha was at the door when Van opened it. She looked up at him with the sad puppy dog eyes. Van grumbled and sighed knowing he was outsmarted. He blamed
My wife has been pegging me wither strap on for some time now typically when she’s in one of her Dominant moods, she called me and asked if I was anywhere near her office, she had something to show me. So, I swung by and she told me to come into her office and she closed the door behind her and locked it. She went to her bag and pulled out the most realistic dildo I have ever seen. She had this wicked look in her eyes telling me to feel it. I must have had this look of amazement; doesn’t it feel real she asked. Not felling any cock but my own I said yes its really does not hard plastic it had foreskin and it bent but still had some rigidity to it, she said look at this extra bonus turning it around showing me the base it had a reservoir that could be filled with whatever and it also vibra
Growing up it was always just me and my sister. Our mom worked all the time and our dad left years ago. Being the older brother it was always my job to make sure my little sister was ready for school and had food to eat.
As the years went by it was that way then I ended up moving out on my own. It killed me to leave my little sister all alone. I was always the loner as a child so having her around was always my best friend as a kid. I never had any girlfriends so I would take her out to places. I would take her to the mall and we would have so much fun. A lot of the time it would feel like she was my girlfriend and not my little sister around me.
She did spent a lot more of the time sleeping in my bed than she did in her own bed. The tv that she had in her room was way smaller then
After a few trips to the bookstore arcade, I decided I wanted to explore my newfound sexual freedom deeper. I found a phone number for a local gay dating line and placed an add. I didn't really know what I was looking for so decided to go with the flow until I found something interesting. I kept my add simple and spent some time browsing others adds. I was a little nervous about actually meeting someone so I decided an older guy who was married or lived on his own was a safer bet. I exchanged messages with a few guys and had some good phone sex but didn't find what I was looking for. I was on the line one evening and came across a new add that sounded interesting. The add was from a guy named Larry. He described himself as a 54 year old single guy looking for others for phone sex and meet
Frank stepped into the bedroom to find Paisley with a towel wrapped around her body, staring into the closet. He chuckled to himself and pulled a pair of jeans and a black henley from the drawer. He got dressed, watching her out of the corner of his eye. “I’m going to get that list off your phone so I can check out a few things online before we leave. Take your time getting ready.” He said as he slipped the shirt over his head.
Her phone sat on the dresser nearest the closet. The smell of his cologne filled her nostrils as he stepped closer to her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before he grabbed the device and left the bedroom. Paisley finally selected a short brown corduroy button down skirt, a white camisole and a light brown cropped cardigan. She paired them with a pair of
It was nearly 10 when the car pulled up in front of the Vickerson building, stopping only momentarily for a leggy redhead to climb out of the back seat before the car sped off to pick up its next fair. Paisley stood on the sidewalk, checking her reflection in the window before entering the vestibule. Marty, a portly older gentleman clad in a blue security uniform sat behind the large black desk. He gave her a slight nod as she passed.
She pushed the button, pausing momentarily to check the seams on her stockings to make sure they were perfectly straight. The man behind the desk had his eyed glued to one of the many monitors, watching her from the safety of his seat as she ran her hand along her shapely leg. The ding of the elevator rang through the quietness.
She pressed the button
Kat had relaxed in the bath until the water began to grow cool. The entire time she lay there soaking, she thought about how much Derek truly loved her. She also thouKat had relaxed in the bath until the water began to grow cool. The entire time she lay there soaking, she thought about how much Derek truly loved her. She also thought about how much she loved the life they shared together. Most of they couples they knew lived vanilla lives. They also fought a lot and several were cheating on each other. She had never felt the urge to stray because what she had with Derek was much deeper. She trusted him with her body, mind and soul. She gave herself completely to him. While they never used the terms Master, slave or even submissive, their roles were clearly defined and constantly updating
A thin sliver of light sliced through the darkness of the bedroom, directing the sunlight toward the bed where Kat awoke alone. Her eyes blinked eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the splash of brightness. She reached for her phone, seeing that it was nearly 11am. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and threw back the covers. The kiss of cooler air upon her bare skin caused her tiny pink nipples to harden instantly. She threw on baggy Nirvana t shirt and black minky jogger pajama bottoms.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, her nostrils filled with the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen. Derek stood with his back to the kitchen door, gathering plates from the cupboard. Turning around, he saw his beloved and a wide smile quickly crossed his lips. “Good Morning.” He said, setting the
Kat was silent as she stood at the window, staring out at the sparkling white blanket of snow that had fallen over the previous three hours. The forecast said the snow would continue for the next few hours. She knew instinctively that this meant Derek’s hunting trip would be canceled. While it was true that they would be heading to his friend Charlie’s hunting cabin, and there would be guns, the only hunting they would typically do would be hunting for supplies to stock up on for the five days of drinking and poker that they would spend there.
He had gone to bed early, certain that the snow would go above them. They were scheduled to leave at 6am that Thursday, but by the looks of things, no one would be going anywhere. In a way, she was happy that he would be home. His work schedule
Several days had passed and Duke was settling into his new home very well. He had really taking a liking to Katie and followed her around the house. Jack was quite pleased with how things had turned out. Not only did they have a new playmate, he was a mighty fine watch dog as well. Katie, of course, spoiled him, buying him two high end orthopedic beds, dozens of toys as well as treats and bones. He was a very happy dog.
To the outside world, it looked like a normal life inside the house. Jack had taught Katie the commands, allowing her to have fun with Duke while he was not home. The only thing he asked was that she record the encounters so he could enjoy them as well. She often sent him videos of the dog burying its tongue between her legs as she came several times for her canine love
Over the years of their relationship, Katie and Jack had learned a lot about each other’s particular kinks. They had shared many of the same proclivities and were always willing to try something the other desired. Once of those kinks was seeing Katie knotted. When the subject had come up, he was amazed that the love of his life was also very aroused by the thought of having a swollen knot trapped inside her tight little cunt.
As time progressed, he had gone online and found a knotted dildo that would not only inflate, but also ejaculated whatever was filled in the chamber. He watched with great delight the first time that she tried it. He filmed the entire ordeal so she could watch herself riding the lengthy toy. He held the two bulbs that controlled it’s function and after she had su
“Hey. Whatcha up to?”
“Nothing unfortunately”
“You forgot the batteries again?”
“I forgot the batteries again.”
“I told you. Get something rechargeable”
“Yeah yeah I know. Lol”
“You could always come over here and
I could help you with that”
“I don’t think your girlfriend would like that too much”
“Yeah very funny”
“After all that peopling I think I need naked wet fun time”
“Ooooh naked wet fun time
My favorite”
“Stop drooling and behave yourself lol”
“NEVER!!!!”
Reyna tossed her phone on the bed before entering her bathroom. She could hear it buzz on the bed as she undressed. She knew it was Sam. From the moment they met, there was an attraction. The two started making flirty little joke
I was a young man living all alone in the big city and enjoying the freedoms that came with it. I was by no means a virgin, having had a few girlfriends in high school but I was far from experienced. I was also a huge pervert. I jacked off so many times to nasty fantasies I concocted in my dirty mind it was probably some kind of record. I was probably the only young person around that wished for some inappropriate happenings with an older adult! After living on my own for a few weeks I realized I could have all the nasty perverted material I wanted since no one was around to say otherwise. I drove past an adult bookstore on my way to work each day and decided to stop in one payday since I had a few bucks to spend.
I pulled into a fairly busy parking lot. I was surprised at all the cars.
Nun war ich auf eine Reise aufgebrochen und wir hatten uns nicht mehr ausgesprochen. Ich hoffte dies wenigstens nach meiner Ankunft telefonisch erledigen zu können. Meine geliebte Ex-Kollegin Mechthild D. ist Mitte 50, sehr weiblich, hat engelsgleiche blonde, lockige Haare, eine Traumfigur und wirkt viel jünger als sie ist. Sie ist immer glatt rasiert und hat lange fleischige Schamlippen und mittelgroße Brüste mit in erigiertem Zustand dicken Brustwarzen. Sie trägt auch im Büro meist eng anliegende Kleidung und im Sommer kurze enge Röcke und stellt so mit ihren prachtvollen nackten Schenkeln und ihren durchstechenden Brustwarzen die Konzentrationsfähigkeit und die Beherrschung ihrer fast ausschließlich männlichen Kollegen vor höchste Herausforderungen. Wenn Mechthild dann noch auf dem Bür
I was with my (ex) Master at a very famous racecourse in the UK. The day was fabulous, dressed to impress (white skintight dress, bare legs, heels, my "day collar (slim, leather, one ring)).
Getting towards the end of the day Master pulled me to him and whispered in my ear "Sir needs you". I giggled and ran my hand over his crotch; I could feel all 10 inches of his hard on throbbing beneath the trousers of his suit.
Sir walked me outside, when we got to a relatively private part of the grounds he reached into my handbag and pulled out my leash. Attaching it to my collar he roughly pushed my to my knees and unzipped his trousers. Taking his cock in my mouth I very quickly went to work, licking down the shaft, kissing the tip, engulfing it with my warm wet mouth. Sir started thrusting
“Bye darling, have fun.” I called to my son Simon, as he and his father walked out of our gate, on their way to his weekly football match. My Simon was now eleven years old, and he'd recently been picked to play for a local football team, in a junior league. And so as my husband Robert, the proud father went along with him, I recall the occurrence that made Simon's birth possible. And yes, the occurrence was obviously sexual intercourse, but not with my husband Robert.
I'm sure almost everyone has heard the expression, ‘God moves in mysterious ways, his wonders to perform'.
Well, being as I started off my adult life being a devout Christian, maybe I should attribute Simon's birth to one of his mysterious wonders. But long before Simon's birth, I'd lost my faith in God.
You see,
I would never have guessed that one small encounter on a beautiful hillside overlooking my historic home city of Edinburgh would lead me on a personal journey of discovery such as I could never have imagined. In a short time, I would be following a path that not only led me to university but into a world of chain's, whips, leather, pain and pleasure. It would be a road that tested my resolve and stretched me, literally and figuratively to my limit. An exciting, winding adventure that would end in my total submission!
It all started at eighteen with a rather innocuous walk with two rather handsome male friends from school. I had known them for about five years, and recently it had been obvious that they had a bit of a crush on me. What I was unaware of was that both had wagered each oth
Chapter One – The Beginning
After 3 years together and 12 months in the planning, our wedding day was picture perfect. Set in the grounds of her family home with Lake George shimmering like glass in the summer sunshine. The photographer said she had never attended such a perfect setting.
The party lasted well in to the night until we both collapsed, exhausted in a heap. We cemented our new marriage in the traditional way before finishing the last of our champagne and falling asleep in each other’s arms. We were jetting off on our honeymoon to Thailand in the morning, somewhere both Jenny and I had always dreamt of visiting. We were happy and excited with our whole lives ahead of us.
Jenny and I had always wanted children. It was largely the focus of our discussions on the flight
My husband & I are both huge cuckold fans, & my husband normally watches me fuck Jason, His friend in a hotel room most weeks while I dress up in different fancy dress outfits, but he was away on business so this was the first time I had ever invited Jason to my home to cuckold me. My husband told me to enjoy myself over the phone & that he may be back in time to watch but it was doubtful. He then spoke quickly to Jason telling him something about a picture?
Jason sat in our living room but soon noticed above our fire place was a large photo print of me and my husband.
We are sitting in the black hills on our wedding day. James admired it for a long time before he told me that this is what my husband had spoken to him about over the phone, he then asked me softly if he could take i
Authors Note: This story is a plot chapter, it doesn't contain sex, some suggestive content, nudity... but mostly plot. There is an expanded scene if you follow the links to my patreon, but they it isn't necessary to subscribe to get the full story... (It contains some larva, and unbirthing scenes if that's your thing). The next chapter will be unabridged. Subscribers to my patreon will see chapter 6 a little early, perhaps by the end of today, or tomorrow 9/11 at time of posting. So take this as a little teaser for what is to come.
When the cicada's sing their springtime song,
lock your doors for it won't be long,
to strike fear in hearts of maiden's faire,
and drag them screaming back to-lair!
So if you hear the springtime song,
run and hide it won't be long.
Hark ye maiden's
Chapter 4 - Seduction
Two Days later
Day 2.
The last few days have been… trying my initial investigation into the geothermal caves resulted in the loss of my silver sword, left boot, and dignity. Yet it was not a total loss, I was rescued (for lack of a better term) by one of the very captives I set out to find. Dalla by name. She has formed a symbiotic relationship with the Kikkamor and invited me to do the same. I must admit at first, I was reluctant, but after several days I have become fully acclimated to the routines of the hive. They feed me at least, & Dalla assures me that as long as submit myself sexually to the creatures I will not be harmed. My understanding of why the Kikimore is keeping these women alive is yet a mystery, but one I intend to uncover quickly.
Day 3.
Ciri bowed her head like Dalla, "What does it want?" Ciri asked. She could barely breathe, expecting the worst.
"If we don't let it mate with us, it will kill us both." Dalla said.
“You've got to be kidding, I've got to have sex with that thing... it will tear me in two!" Ciri retorted sharply. In truth it wasn't that Ciri, was offended by the bug, but rather concerned about its physicality. It was nearly as large as a horse, and twice as heavy judging from the armored plates.
We could try appeasing him another way, Dalla suggested slyly...
Ciri gawked in disbelief; but then again, she had to admit she was curious about these creatures, and her options were limited without her sword. This was no drone, she wouldn't be able to bop it on the nose with a rock, and make it r
Chapter 2 - Watching You
Ciri’s eyes could barely see the massive cock swaying lazily between the women’s legs. It was like a snake hypnotizing its prey, slowly mouthing back and forth.
She slowly crept down the passage, hiding in the shadows, and peeking around to stalagmites. The second Kikimore wasted no time in mounting the strange woman as the first skittered off into the darkness.
The woman was on all fours, elbows and knees spread outward as she bent over, spine curved slightly upward, arching her back. Her elbows were down, and her knees were up, exposing the curve of her hips and ass. She pushes back on them. A long string of drool dripped out of her mouth and onto the cavern floor. Her thick lips were slightly parted in a perpetual gasp. The creatures hovered around he
