I am not gay — not that there is anything wrong with being gay. If I were born gay, I'd be just as happy. However, as a straight guy, I must admit I enjoy being nude around other guys — comparing their penis size to mine, are they circumsized or not, huge nutsack or little nutsack etc.. I just enjoy my penis being out and about. š Like at the gym, some guys wear their underwear, towels or robes until they get into the individual shower stalls. Actually most do. But I get totally naked right away. It's just more convenient that way, less hassle, and it feels good to have my junk swinging around in a locker room. And after I am done showering, I will towel off in front of my locker and put my deodorant and cologne on while naked before dressing. I mean, come on, it's a locker room. If you can't stand watching some junk swinging around, then perhaps you should buy a Schwinn stationary bike and stay home? š I am not gay, but I did have sex with a man just once. This was about 5 years ago. I lived in some apartments next to an older (60's) retired college professor. He was a real nice guy, gentle, soft spoken. He had me over for dinner a few times. He thought I was gay and he hit on me a couple of times. On the 3rd try, he was really desperate and lonely. I told him ok. I really had no desire to fuck him, but I told him as long as he used lots of lube and condoms that he could fuck me. His penis was really small. Like 4 or 5 inches hard. He had trouble getting the condom over …
Engineers Can Be Trained
I love smart guys. They are interesting, fun, quirky, and just all-around adorable. Part of my attraction is that they completely lack any "game," and don't have any idea how to be a "player." And they are often just totally oblivious to the signals a horny girl sends out. But, this also means they don't get laid much, and when they do, they are waaay too wound up and waaaay too serious to be much good at it. So, as a VERY horny Junior coed at a Southern California engineering school, I decided that if I wanted to date engineers, I was going to have to figure out how to get them better in bed. As I really really really really need good sex. I guess you can say I've been pretty successful in my de-virgining efforts, and posted two stories already that had several engineers finally enjoying a real girls coupled to the distal end of their penises. One side benefit: these guys are trained up to my standards, and REALLY learn fast how to REALLY please a girl. Not needed for this story, but the other stories were "An End to Virginity" and "How to Seduce an Engineering Student." I'm still pretty active with the three boys from those stories, but they are also hooking up with a couple of my girlfriends, and they have also have been successful on the open-pussy market. Sex with them is great (I trained them!) but the frequency is going down (so to speak.) So, I am still on the prowl for a new guy or two. I thought you might like to hear how a recent Thursday (and Friday morning) …
Tempted by Tanlines Pt.2
My mother groans and judders, breath coming out as a sob. She lifts up her head and pulls me in for a kiss. Our lips touch and our tongues slide together, my cock buried deep as I pour the love into her body. My eyes close and I wallow in the depravity of squirting my seed deep into my mother. It goes on and on and on. I groan and writhe and keep yanking away 'til I'm dry. I open my eyes when I'm sated. I'm on top of my bed, covered in cum and gasping for breath, heart pounding away. I've only just wiped the mess off my chest when I hear the knock at the door, my sphincter loosening with horror as I realise how close I've come to being caught spraying jizm all over myself. "What is it?" I warble, appalled, reaching for my mobile. I check the time, surprised to see it's the middle of the night at 2:33. "Can I come in?" she asks through the wood. "I can't sleep. I've got so much on my mind." There's a pause before she goes on with, "I need to sort this all out, Sean. I'll be a wreck at work on Monday if we don't put all this to bed." I'm vaguely aware of her poor choice of phrase, but can't ignore the plaintive plea in her tone. "Please, Sean," she says, knocking again, her rapping persistent and woodpecker fast. I know from experience she won't let it lie. If my mother has her mind set on an objective, she usually achieves it. Just ask my dad. Agitated, I glance round my room. It seems free of any DNA evidence but my stomach still flutters when I look at the door. After the …
Disappearing Act
In love, in pain, a lonely pearl lending voice to song; twisted and bent, and not so slender. What can be done for a girl with self-image gone wrong, caged forever in blurry gender? Blank stare, hypnotic whorl, shattering passion, loud as a gong… Her hand raised as her only defender. Authoritative, humbling, governing churl, enemies gouged upon a vicious prong… Neither pain nor lust can bend her. In front of the mirror, lost in a curl, the notes of her sorrow are hardy and strong, yet black and blue, and very tender. Broken like glass, grown like burl she vanishes before the gathered throng; only her tongue she cannot hinder. Burst forth in lyric and dramatic twirl, who she once was erased, agony lifelong turned ashen, reduced to cinder.
The openings, Part 3
When he had entered high school his parents had bought him a laptop. He had spent the time since then organizing his collection of photos and had hundreds of pictures of the females he had the pleasure of opening. By the time he had turned 16 he had discovered the darknet and was running a booming business with his memorabilia. His off shore account held more cash than he parents made in 10 years. But he was content for the time. The small bible thumping town he lived in gave him plenty of opportunities to indulge his pleasures. The bible thumping kids all believed the Adam and Eve snake story and constantly brought their friends to him, offering them up as new sacrifices. The poor kids from the other side of the tracks offered other opportunities as well. His parents had encouraged him as a young child to take up music and by the time he entered high school he was adept at playing multiple instruments. For his 9th grade service project he offered to teach the poor kids to play an instrument. Three days a week he would take a poor kid home with him and tutor them. In this manner he had his first sample of exotic females – something other than the white middle class he babysat for. The variety was well received by his customers as well. His first taste of dark was 8 year old Nevaeh. She lived with her mom and grandmother which probably explained why she had not already been despoiled when she started coming to him. He was teaching her violin and she was a quick learner – …
One Trick Penny ā Chapter 11
To the Highest Bidder The elevator took me to the eighth floor. The full-length glass wall gave a dramatic view of the neighborhood as I ascended. This was the first time Iād been here. Dressed in a hot red satin skirt and matching platforms, with a contrasting black button up shirt, I looked very high class, yet delectable. Still, I was nervous. There was no reason for me to be, I was just going to see Quinn. It had been nearly a week. This was the first time since weād repeatedly fucked, sucked and performed for Dave that Iād seen her. Still, it felt like I was going out on a second date with someone. Those dates where the real judgments and evaluation take place. I wondered what she was thinking about me now. Was I a tease? A hopeless Pro-tender, toying with a fantasy she was too afraid to explore? Why did I care so much about what she thought anyway? I rang the doorbell and waited. Iād been invited and was expected. She opened the door and smiled broadly as she ushered me inside. Her condo had an urban modern style, most likely designed by an experienced professional. Lots of darks and offsetting colors in furnishing that looked more like display pieces, rather than for lounging by the TV in comfort. The view from the floor to ceiling windows facing the west provided an even more spectacular view over the bay in the distance. The only thing more spectacular in the room was how she was dressed. She wore a light-blue cocktail dress that fit like it was sewn around her. Her …
When the Need Strikes – Chapter 3
Craig: I was doing homework when I heard the knock on my door. Opening it, I was surprised to find my sister in front of me. After the previous night, when sheād jerked me off for the second time, and climaxed around my fingers, I seriously didnāt expect to see her for a few days. āWhatās up?ā I asked, trying to be as casual as possible. āI want to talk about last night.ā I gulped, let her in, and gestured for her to go on. āLook, Craigā¦I donāt want this to be weird. Itās going to be two monthsātwo months, and weāre only on what, day fourteen?ā āFifteen.ā āRight. Fifteen. Weāre barely two weeks in, and itās driving both of us crazy. I figure we have two optionsāwe can keep on waiting until our hormones take over before coming to each other, or we can acknowledge that weāre both normal, healthy adults, and that means that yeah, we have sex drives.ā I blinked twice, trying to understand what my sister was saying. āSo, look, as tempting as the thought of spending three days going nuts and then another feeling guilty is, I think we should get ahead of this thing.ā āPetraā¦ā I replied, not quite sure what to say. āAre you suggesting weā¦ā āYes,ā she said, looking me coolly in the eyes, understanding my question before I even finished it. āIām saying that when youād normally feel like jerking off, just let me knowā¦and Iāll do the same.ā Iāve got to admit, I was pretty stunned. I mean sure, since we started this whole thing, Petra had been the rational and prepared one, but something …
The Reunion
I was restless all night in anticipation of our long awaited reunion. Is it possible to try and recapture the very first love of my youth? My memories are flooded with our glorious but tumultuous relationship. How I would sit in class daydreaming of your enticing, captivating form and our insane raucous adventures. Now we meet at the break of dawn, like we did so many times before. Finally, I stand before your magnificence. The breaking sun silhouettes your enticing and breathless beauty. Even your scent triggers memories and beckons me to renew our love. Nothing but you can stir this passion within me in such an addictive way. Will you receive me in pleasure or send me tumbling in rejection? I can wait no longer in my impatience, as I slip into the wetness of your folds. I remember your salty taste upon my lips. You push and surge as I stroke with all the power, soul and skill of my being. Cresting, gliding, moving in unison. Your promised pleasures are unmatched, but if not treated with careful respect you can be cold and unforgiving. Our reunion is almost finished as I slip and slide into pure ecstasy. This glorious encounter is now complete. I breathlessly gather myself for another round. Only God may truly understand my love for… Surfing.
Milwaukee Cuckolds wife and the neighbor 2
Judy and Cindy knew they were going to have fun with Leslie. As they started on Leslie, Leslie, said, āI have never done anything with a female before.ā Cindy and Judy didnāt stop. Pretty soon Leslie was moaning softly as she was enjoying have her tits sucked on and her vary hairy vagina munched on. Cindy and Judy soon stopped and both put on strap-ons. They moved Leslie and Cindy lay down and had Leslie mount the strap on. Judy waited until Leslie was grinding Cindy a little bit and then entered her well lubed ass. Leslie let out a little shout and squeezed Cindyās nipples as Judy penetrated her. Cindy and Judy didnāt let up for the next 45 minutes. At one point Leslie was rocking with continual orgasms. When they finally let up Leslie rolled to the ground and said, āIāve never been so wet or cum so many times in my life. Cindy laughed and said, āmaybe weāll invite you again.ā Judy looked at the time and said I better get going, Paul is going to be home soon. Leslie said she had to get going too. They all kissed goodbye and left Cindy alone naked on the couch. Judy went next store and I was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. I asked Judy how her day was and she said she was invited to go shopping with Cindy from next door and her s****r. I asked didnāt you buy anything and she said no we didnāt get to go out very long. About an hour later the phone rang and it was Cindy, she asked to talk to Judy. I thanked her for asking Judy to go shopping and she said she wished …
Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE 3RD SATURDAY Saturday morning, thinks Mike, almost the end of May. Two weeks until the first hearing is scheduled for Ray. He reviews in his mind the progress he has made in trying to prove Ray didn't commit the murder. He glances at the clock radio then reaches out for Nina. Running his hand under the covers and up her leg, he feels her stir. She turns in the bed and pulls him to her. Her lips seek his for a morning kiss. "What time is it?" "After eight. I don't hear the kids but they'll be up soon. We better get up." He cuddles her closer and kisses her again. She snuggles against him and sighs, "Do we have to? I'm not so sure I want kids now. Do they always get you up early in the morning, even on the weekends?" "Especially on the weekends," he murmurs in her ear as he nibbles at it. His hand cups her rump and pulls her tight to him. She moves her pelvis ahead then relax, only to thrust it against him again. Her breathing turns ragged. "We better get up then," she manages breathlessly. She finds his mouth and her tongue runs along his lips while her hand seeks him under the covers. "Maybe just a quickie?" "Your wish is my command, itty bitty pretty one." While they're enjoying their quickie, Marlene comes in and stands watching them. She smiles and speaks, "Don't worry about the kids. I've got them fed and theyāre gone out playing. I thought I'd let you two sleep in. Bye now." She leaves before they can stop and Mike grins at Nina, saying, "Wasn't that …
Sex with SG JC Girls 2
During the March holidays, I picked my SAJC gf Angeline (not her real name) from her friendās home where she was doing a project. Iāll be sharing more about my intimacy with Angeline so hereās a brief introduction. Angeline is 17 this year and in JC1, formerly from an all-girlās school in eastern Singapore. Sheās approximately 1.55m tall and 42kg, long-haired usually tied in a ponytail, no spectacles. Angelineās stats are 30A75-28-33. She is sexually curious and was previously bi. Iāve always liked GNDs and that was what first attracted me to Angeline. Weāve done everything from MM to 69, except FJ because sheās very adamant about no-sex before marriage. Angeline had told me to pick her up at 9pm. When I arrived at the foot of her friendās condominium block, she had not completed her project yet. As her friendās f****y was overseas (her friendās father is an SIA pilot, and her friendās mother and b*****r often join him on his overseas trips during the holidays), Angeline told me to join them upstairs instead of waiting in my car. I rang the doorbell and Angeline opened the door. A GND, she was dressed in a white t-shirt and red FBTs. Beneath her white t-shirt was a bright blue halter bra, the same one she was wearing when we first met. My cock erected. I said hi to Angelineās friend, Cheryl, whom I had met on multiple occasions since Angeline and Cheryl were secondary school best friends and had known each other before they entered SAJC. I told them that I needed to use the …
The Island, Chapter 16
Chapter 16 I woke the next morning feeling mighty fine. I stretched, gently dislodging Janie, whose limbs were tangled with mine, and stood up. I looked at her fondly. What a night! After dinner, once the fires had died out and people retired to their camps, I had taken her by the hand and walked her to our sleeping area. Jared was sleeping with the other boys, so we had the place to ourselves. As I straightened up the blankets we slept on, I was hit in the face by something damp. I caught it, and as I saw Janieās naked pussy in front of me, realized she had tossed her panties in my face. They were sopping wet, and I inhaled the intoxicating scent, tasting her juices with the tip of my tongue, as she yanked off her shirt. She wasted no time in pulling off mine as well, then going for my pants. Soon I was naked, my cock standing tall in a raging boner. She grabbed it and swallowed it whole, her lips siding to my nuts, gagging slightly. While she sucked me off, I told her about my interlude with Mackenzie, getting her even more horny. I felt a little bad keeping Jaredās secret from her, but I had given the boy my word he could talk to me in confidence. When I couldnāt take any more, I sat her in my lap, mimicking the position Anjali had shown me earlier. Janie rocked back and forth, humming quietly as we enjoyed the delicious sensations. My newfound control allowed me to hold out for several more position changes, culminating in the one I had experienced with Anjali where we …
HOLDING MY SON
ā¦..I went out to our lawn shed in the back yard to get something, when I opened the doorā¦there stood my son just as he was shooting cum as he jacked off. In a millisecond I didnāt close the door and leave, but I quick went in and closed the door. Iām still not sure why I did that. It was pretty dark in there as Andy scrambled to put his hardon away, turning his back to me. I suddenly felt sorry for him. He had girlfriends, but didnāt know a teen boys sexual urges superseded that. ā¦..He just stood there with his back to me, Iām sure wanting me to just āgo awayā with his embarrassment. For some reason I put my arms around him and whispered: (āā¦no need for that Andy, any time you need to, you can come to my room and Iāll take care of that for you.ā) ā¦. I was a single mother and the sight of his hardon shooting cum went straight to the horny place in every womanās mind. It was burned in my memory and it excited me real goodā¦. Every time I thought about it, which was now all the time it seemed, I got wet. Nothing more was said but the feeling of his beating heart in my arms that dayā¦. got to me. ā¦..I leftā¦ and that was the end of itā¦.for nowā¦.but…it was only the beginning. My son will continue the storyā¦ ————– ā¦..Iām Andy. I lay in my bed and recalled my favorite memory, which always gave me a good rock hardon. I lay with my girlfriend 69, and licked her pussy as she sucked and stroked my dick. She had no idea what I was thinking that made me so hard. She āassumedā I …
Weekend away with Stacy – Part 1
As Stacy walked the path from her private beach to her private bungalow, she couldnāt believe her luck. She didnāt recall entering the contest for a weekend vacation to Jamaica. At first she was stunned to read in the letter that it was only for one person. āThis must be a joke or scamā she thought to herself. But just as the contest letter had said, two days later her airline tickets arrived by private messenger. While she had acted as if she were disappointed that no one would be accompanying her, secretly she was very excited for a weekend by herself. Her busy life doing for others left little time for herself, and for once not having extra money for someone to accompany her worked in her favor. She had expected she would be spending the weekend at a typical commercial resort, and that was fine with her. It was clear to Stacy that this weekend was going to be more than she could have imagined when the person meeting her at the airport was not a resort representative, but a limo driver that took her to the private bungalow and beach that would be her weekend home. The driver carried her bags to her room and explained how the concierge could get her anything she needed, but it would take him 20 minutes to deliver because of her seclusion. Despite the fully stocked kitchen, she should call if there was anything she wanted. All costs would be taken care of, including the beach side massage that was waiting for her. Walking back to her bungalow, her head was spinning. She …
Straight Guys Gay Fantasy – Swimming Pool Sh
Let me set the scene. This story takes place in a public swimming pool and involves Jake and Greg. Jake is a young gay guy, medium height and skinny build. Greg is a young straight guy, tall and stocky. It was late on a summers evening, Jake and Greg were swimming in the local pool. It was almost closing time, Jake and Greg were the only people remaining in the pool. As Greg stood at one side of the pool catching his breath, he noticed Jake getting out of the opposite end. Jake was wearing tight swimming shorts which left little to the imagination. Greg starred at Jake who seemed to be getting out of the pool in slow motion. Greg couldn't stop staring at Jake's tight, wet ass as he headed towards the men's locker room. Greg was fascinated by Jake and immediately swam to the other end of the pool and headed towards the locker room. As Greg walked in, Jake was bent down removing his tight shorts. Greg stopped and stared at Jake's tight ass. His body wet and glistening. Jake turned to walk towards the showers and noticed Greg's cock bulging through his wet trunks. Jake smiled at Greg and brushed passed him to get to the showers. Greg had never felt like this before. Something had come over him. He was fascinated by Jake and his body. Greg undressed quickly and stood at the opposite end of the communal showers. By this point, Jake was soaking wet and began to lather his body with soap. Jake looked over his shoulder to make sure Greg was watching, and he was. Jake gave a little …
A spin of the wheel Part 1
Tyler laid on his bed smoking a cigarette wondering how he was going to manage to pay for the entire week if he kept losing money like this. It was only his first night in Vegas and yet he had already lost a grand, some way to kick off the week. Luckily he had paid his hotel in advance and wouldn't have to worry about that and he still had another 5 grand to spend but in the last 4 hours he had managed to spend 1 already. His buddy Dan had gone out for the night to try to pick up some girls at the club, Tyler normally would have gone but these girls were with their parents for their 21st and only one was worth going after. He finished his last cigarette and was just about to pass out and hope he had better luck tomorrow when suddenly the door flew open and in came Dan, clearly drunk off his ass but in a great mood. "Ty will you fight me if I tell you that you gotta go?" Dan asked as he stumbled over to him "Fuck yeah I will I paid for this shit you fucking dick" "Man I will give you all of this for you to go play the tables with, I got those two bitches both coming over here to fuck right now" Dan said as he put down $150 and his full pack of cigarettes. Well with that logic how could he argue, he wished Dan luck with the girls, took the money and cigarettes and walked out to play the tables. He went down to the lobby and started playing roulette and that's when his luck changed entirely. An hour later Tyler was still at the same table playing roulette but now he had half a …
More fun at the motel
We had met Francis last night at his motel, for a great group fuck, and tonight was going to be as good I hoped. All the guys from last night were told that we would be back again tonight and to start around 6.30 again, we were ready and on our way, aiming to arrive just before 6.30, Dave parked on the far side of the carpark again. So with nothing more than a smile, I walked towards the room, several guys from last night saw me and came over. I was only just able to get to the room before guys had thier hands all over me, Francis opened the door naked, his face lit up, guys held me as I went down sucking his cock hard, then a cock opened up my pussy and pushed balls deep, I gagged as I was pushed further onto his hard cock, hands now pulling and twisting my nipples as another cock pushed into my mouth. It didn't take long, the first cum load filled my pussy as Francis moved us towards the bed, he slid under me, his cock went into my freshly filled pussy as another started to fuck my willing butt. My mouth once more filled with cock, as they set about making me orgasm. I looked over to see Dave, he was already being fucked and sucking a cock, as more guys turned up, my arse was filled with cum, Francis still pounding up into my pussy, as another cock took my arse and fucked me deep and hard. I enjoyed thier attention for some time, then both guys set one another off, as cum splashed my insides, when they pulled out, I sat up, lined up with Francis mouth and filled it with …
Beach House
Darren closed his eyes and let the hot sun wash over him. His toes burrowed into the sand anchoring him to the beach like roots. He took a deep breath of ocean air and felt his whole body relax. Finally, summer. Last semester had felt like it would never end, but as he stood in front of his newly rented beach house it was like he'd been there all his life. "Dare!" His s****r's shout interrupted Darren's reverie but he didn't mind. It had been too long since he'd seen Delilah. He turned just in time to catch her as she leapt at him. Darren grunted at the impact but closed his arms around her tiny waist and held on. "Careful Lilah, I think the freshmen fifteen maybe catching up with you." He chuckled in her ear. She slid down until her feet hit the sand but didn't take her arms from around his neck. "Take that back jerk!" She laughed and pushed her body into his in an attempt to make him stumble. Not that it had any effect. Darren was 6'2" and fairly muscled from the rowing team at Berkley. And Delilah, well she was 5'3" and shaped like a little pixie, hardly a match for him in brute strength. Darren faked falling backwards and gave into her wish. "I take it back. I take it back. You're gorgeous as always." Delilah beamed at him even though she already knew that. She'd never been self-conscious. And with good reason, she had her mothers blue eyes and her father's blonde hair and a body that was made to fit any man. But all girls liked to hear how pretty they are. Darren …
Crazy Things
A mother will go to great lengths for her son but I never dreamed I would go as far as I did. It all started when I had lunch with my daughter-in-law, Melissa. Of course she was late, which spoke volumes about her reliability. I didn't like to drive in Los Angeles so I had caught the morning train from Santa Barbara to Los Angeles to meet Melissa for lunch. We were to meet at the Harvey House Restaurant in L.A.'s Union Station. I sat drinking water with lemon and nibbling on breadsticks for a half hour before I caught the busty bounce and flowing yellow mane of my 23 year old daughter-in-law. She sauntered through the crowd of diners in a navy-blue mini dress. The hem line of the dress was so high that it didn't even cover the tops of her black thigh-high stockings. I heard some male whistle over the clickety-clack of her stilettos. As if on cue Melissa added a little extra sway to her hips. The string of pearls necklace danced with each bounce of her ample breasts. I wondered how much money my son had shelled out for the necklace. Melissa sat down daintily. She wasn't going to give anyone a free peek. If they wanted a peep of her panties they were going to have to pay. She said, "Sorry I'm late Laura. Traffic was a real bitch." "I understand, that's why I don't drive in L.A." I replied. The waiter came and of course botched our order. He was none too subtle about looking down the low cut top of Melissa's dress. He was more occupied trying preview her breasts …
My wife the men and I
My wife and I have discussed the idea of swinging before and as much as she liked the idea she had never been fully onboard with it. The thought of seeing me with another women brought up large amounts of jealousy and she couldnāt handle it. Donāt get me wrong imagining my wife with another man made me jealous too, but she never really knew how much I wanted to see it. The thought of her moaning as another man rammed his cock into her sweet little pussy drove me wild. Now Iām not the kind to just want to sit back and watch as my wife got pounded, I wanted to be involved too. The idea of having a three way with her was hot as hell to me. I could just imagine my wife sucking my dick as she was getting her pussy pounded. And the thought of my cock inside her pussy with another mans was almost enough to make me cum. But I digress, this is the story of how she found out just how bad I wanted it to happen. We sat down next to each other at the bar and I think she could already tell just how horny I was. She reached over and started to rub my thigh and took the liberty or reaching in to my crotch from time to time. It excited me and made me nervous at the same time, we had never fondled each other in public before. When the bartender came to take our order she started to play with my cock aggressively under the bar. With my jeans on all she could do was rub the shaft of it but it felt amazing nonetheless. I could tell that the bartender couldnāt see what was going on but I was …
Bathing my Sissy
Before i left the house, i told you that i want to take a bath with you today, till im back you should make yourself ready for me. As I come home, you are standing infront of me, the whole body shaved, a sexy long hair wig, slutty makeup with thick red lipstick and big carol shadow. You are wearing a bra, stockings, a garter belt, and a tiny string that can not hide your cute sissydick. You are looking almost like a girl with your smooth skin, that view gets not least supported trough the feminine round butt of yours, which even more emerges with the 4 inch heels you wear. The bulge from the small buttplug that stuck in your lovehole is easy see. You act really excited, huging me and giveing me a long tongue kiss, and saying "I have filled the bathtub with warm soapy water, my hole is clean and pluged and crave for you, show me that Im your girl im so horny and ready for you, lets go to bath" You take my finger and stick it in your mouth and suck on it. You"I want to make you really happy today" I"you are such a good and obedient gurl i have a present for you" Im take out a chain anal beads, 4 balls each of them about an inch diameter. I"baby these are for your bum" You are smile over the whole face and say "Thanks daddy you know how to make your girl happy" You are very happy and eager about your new toy, and you rub hasty with your hand over my cloth covered dick. You take my hand and we go in the bathroom, your luxury butt shakes back and foth, with every step you take in …
Home Invasion
I know I canāt fight it. He is going to kill me. I feel slightly dizzy. The man who broke into my house stares at me as I struggle to take in breaths. It really is the end. Iām on my knees, shaking as he approaches. Those cold eyes stare straight into my own greens. He holds the knife firmly and my anxiety makes breathing even more difficult. I canāt look any more. I shut my eyes. The silence is overwhelming and I can hear the frantic beating of my heart. Death doesnāt come. But as I hear him unzipping his jeans. I wish he had killed me. āLook at me,ā he demands as he forcefully rips off my shirt. I tremble as I open my eyes. His cock is in front of me, already semi hard. āPut it in your mouth.ā I shake my head. āOkay. If youād rather it in your assā¦ā Iāve never given a blow job before. Despite the man about to rape me, I worry Iāll be bad at it. I take it in my hands. I hesitantly take the tip in my mouth and Iāve hardly begun when he grabs my hair and shakes his head. āTake it all.ā I try, but I gag. Sighing, he grabs my head firmly. āIf I feel teeth, you feel the knife. Got it?ā I donāt have a chance to agree before he slams the length of his cock down my throat. My body begins to panic. I canāt breathe. I long to bite down, to break free. But the glistening knife so near my face forces me to fight the urge with all I have. When he brings the knife closer, I fear it is over, but then he cuts my bra. Finally, he pulls it out. I gasp for air, relief flowing through. Iāve …
The Camp Slut- Night 3
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 3 I woke up with Slut snuggled up against me. I drifted happily until I realized I smelled coffee. Groaning, I woke Slut by fingering her pussy until she came, screaming and squirming. "Thank-you, Master. I think that is one of the best wake up calls I have ever received." She crawled from the blankets, her braid coming loose in bedhead, and her leash dragging behind her. "I will have your coffee ready for you when you come out, Master." When I stepped out of the tent into the bright day, the guys applauded. Slut was kneeling at my chair, coffee in her hand. I sat down and took my cup, sipping it as I stroked her cheek. "What's for breakfast?" They all laughed, Mike looking a bit forlorn as he reported, "Breakfast? Dude, it's almost noon. You to lazy lovebirds slept all morning after keeping us up all night. They made me cook and clean up because Slut was busy." He didn't look up, and the other two were looking at me so missed the blush on his cheeks and his cock twitching. I chuckled. "Hey, at least they didn't spit you between them on their cocks like they would have her." The blush got deeper, and this time they noticed. I touched Slut's shoulder and nodded to the fire. She smiled and started to get to her feet when we all heard the engine. We all stopped and …
My Master
Just so everyone who reads my stories know, these events have happened over 4 years. It is not something that happens every month. I have a journal where I write my thoughts about my encounters. I feel women are more into the moment, and men are more visual. Men can describe events that happened 10 years ago very well, were a woman may just remembered it happened, but with very few details. If you read my stories just for the "sex" story you may be disappointed until you get into the story. This story may be better for you that just want the "sex" in a story. My Master I was asked to volunteer at a local fund raiser for a theatre in a town close by. They were trying to raise money for new chairs and seats. Myself and four other people were asked to head the task of going around to other theatre's and look at what type of seats they had. This was so we could submit to the theatre's board which seat should be selected and then we could get a budget on what it would cost. A man I will call "David" was also working with seating manufacturers to get sample seats. One evening after the five of us had spent the day looking at seats we stop at a bar. We all had a few beers and just spent some time decompressing. We were all tired from driving around in the SUV all day. We all left around 9pm back to our cars. I had to much to drink and said I would call my husband. David said he could drive me home. As we were driving he shared that he had a few sample seats already at his home. He …
A Mother Confessions
My son is 24. Two months ago he called me and said that he had got on hurt playing flag football. He said that he tore his groin and that he was on crutches and needed bed rest for a few days. He asked if he could come to my house to recover and so I could help him with any of his needs. I told him that was fine. A few hours later, his friend dropped him off and helped him into my house. He brought along a gel pack that you put in the freezer for an hour or so until it hardens. Three times a day he needed to ice his groin area. He asked me to wrap the ice pack around a bowl so that when it hardens, it is rounded to fit on his thigh. While we were waiting for the ice pack, we sat and chatted and got up. I only see him every few months. After a half hour or so he said he wanted to go to his room and lay down and asked if I would bring in the ice pack when it hardened. He was on pain meds and I could tell he was a little high, so it made sense he wanted to lay down. An hour later I checked it and it was very firm and had taken a good round shape. I took it from the freezer and went to his room. This is where things changed forever for me. When I walked into his room, Eric was laying on the bed with the bedspread pulled over him and there was this big rise in the spread right in his crotch area. I sat on the edge of the bed and handed him the ice pack. He asked me if I could put it on for him. I was a little hesitant as it needed to go to the top of his groin, but I said sure. …