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This is the catch up from Mrs Smith. She has had the young white boy. She is now travelling with him in a cab back to Mrs Clark mamma.
This has themes of extreme subjects Fart Smelling Shit Eating & Toilet Slavery.
Mrs Clark is a sixty four year old ebony lady. Mrs Smith is a fifty six year old ebony lady. The young boy is nineteen & white both of these women have used him for their pleasure....
(This is a continuation of my story about a fun stay at a Dungeon-for-rent in Chicago. If you haven't already done so, please read "Fun in the Dungeon Ch.1" before reading this story. Hope you enjoy the second part of our little adventure!)
After our exceptionally kinky afternoon in "the Chamber," Tommy and I enjoyed a nice dinner in downtown Chicago. Excited to continue our play, we returned to the Dungeon and freshened up in the sleeping quarters....
Chapter 2 : Her Joy
Author's Note: I just wanted to say thank you to all the readers who gave my first erotic story a chance. For new readers: this story is the second part of a multi-chapter story. Please read the earlier chapter to get the full context of Bella's mindset. In short, Bella has met a college 'friend' of her son, and this chapter is the immediate aftermath. The first chapter is Bella's Love....
Cole looked around at the mall, feeling distinctly out of place among the high-end storefronts and well-dressed customers who flittered between them like butterflies wielding credit cards. A domed glass ceiling, three stories above, let in sunlight and no less than three water fountains filled the space with merry tinkling....
read in fullAwaking. this morning, in a spooning position. Penis embraced by the ass-cheeks of his lover, it took some remarkably high level of dedication to leave bed for other forms of exercise. Moondancer was cross-training most days as if competing in athletics. Sports? Sure. Dancing? Absolutely, yes. Running through the trails of the park, he crossed one of the transit stations where among those waiting on an arrival or departure, two petite sweet young women were arm-in-arm almost conspiratorially viewing their s...
read in fullThis is the continuation of 'Quaffing Christine: The Wish', wherein a mischievous Christine develops a penchant for peeing into her semi-willing partner Justin and coerces his agreement to a full 'Princess Day' of pampering and servitude. We pick up where we left off, on the evening of 'Princess Day', with Christine intentionally filling up on asparagus then requesting oral sex with a full bladder....
read in fullKlaus found himself in his favourite dirty deed at the pubs. Although through bystanders' eyes he was watching the life go by around him, his attention was actually drawn to the barmaids' and servers' ankles. Not their bottoms, not their legs, but ankles.
Those had always caught his attention. Bare skin showing between trousers and shoe. Yet in essence they were sort of consolation prize as normally Klaus was interested in feet instead....
Last night was a banner night for me. I saw Brent for the first time in almost six months. We stopped hooking up because he just had some things to figure out for himself but we hadn't talked since then. A few days ago I was reading stories about a guy with hyperspermia and I just got so damn horny and needy for a gigantic hot load of cum that I texted Brent the next day and things took off between us just like that they had been before. I told him that I had never stopped thinking about his giant loads, wh...
read in fullLife of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 96/28: Diabolical Punishment
I finished eating and sat back in my chair, watching Sarah's rising slowly. "Breakfast is delicious," She said halfway through her food, and I smiled.
"Thank you, How are you feeling?" I asked her as I laid back, and Sarah blushed....
I couldn't believe my eyes. I stood at the table as Kelsey, my blonde, sweetheart of a girlfriend at the time, lined up a crucial pong shot, shooting for redemption after her opponents sank the winning cup. No one cared that her elbows were over the table (she's a hot girl). No one cared about the game itself. Everyone was looking at her the same way I was. With utter disbelief on their faces. We should have seen it coming, but who would ever imagine Kelsey fucking Collins looking like this, acting like thi...
read in fullFriday morning
Sophie loved to be in control. And this weekend, Tom was all hers. She had told him the night before that it would be a challenge for him - and he knew exactly what that meant: boundless pleasure, but no release until she allowed it.
Friday morning began leisurely. Sophie was lying naked in bed, still half wrapped in the sheets, when she felt his bulging excitement warm against her thigh and woke up. She stretched appreciatively and slid her hand slowly down his chest and over his stoma...
As you know I have spent most of my life working in a whore house. But you also likely know, my sister, Julie, and I are actually third generation prostitutes. My grandmother Jane and her sister Patricia were whores. My Mom, Linda, and her sister Patricia (Patti was named in honor of her) were prossies, and now my sister and I are prostitutes as well. Julie is a beautiful sissy that was raised as a girl and woman....
read in fullAuthors note: The story follows on from my previous submissions exploring femdom from within a loving relationship, it can be read independently but would likely make more sense if read as a follow on from those stories.
She sat there on the sofa, her feet up, flicking through a magazine whilst simultaneously watching a cookery show on the tv....
Disclaimer:
This is smut, so I don't have to tell you that some of the behavior here is problematic when imitated in real life, but I will anyways coz some of y'all stupid. All characters are above the age of 18 and if you have a problem with some of the fetishes in the categories, please avoid reading this. Thank you....
Wayne again.
Put simply, the rest of Thursday, all of Friday and Saturday morning was hell.
I'm sure I wasn't any different than any other eighteen year old guy, but my masturbation frequency from the time I discovered it was at the very least two times a day so by the time I set out to walk to Francine's house early Saturday afternoon, I was quite behind and more than a little pent up....
Chapter 8
When Svenja opened the door to Leon's small chamber the next morning, he immediately began kissing her feet with great submissiveness and fervor. Although his face still ached, and he had barely slept a wink because of it, he had come to the conclusion that he would do anything to avoid provoking Svenja again. For the moment, this seemed to be the only option left to him. He had to try to improve Svenja's mood through impeccable behavior if he didn't want to suffer lasting harm here....
My name is Robin. I am twenty-one years old, and I live in Glasgow.
Actually, my name is not Robin, but my native name is not easy to pronounce for English speakers, and thus I go by Robin. That is when I am a human. When I am dog, I am called Cassie.
Once a week, I travel to Milngavie, just north of Glasgow, to meet with my part-time owner, trainer, and unlikely friend, Frank, and become a dog for a few hours....
In a post-society world, Geoff lives well off the land and enjoys the solitude and safety of his cabin - until a woman breaks in, looking for food. Geoff captures her and, upon discovering that she's a reasonably healthy virgin, decides to take her as his wife. Through a two-month program of teasing, denial, and restraint, he breaks down her defenses and teaches her to accept her place in his house. 3.5k words, very dark content rating....
read in fullBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ....
"Ohhh.... Ungh."
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ....
"Ahhh... Unh... Yeah"
BZZZZZZZZZZZ...
"Ngah. Unh. Oh, God!"
BZZZZZ... BZZZZZ... BZ... BZZ.
CLICK
"Fuck!"
"April.... AAAAPPPPPRILLLLLLL!!"
Hannah's voice bellowed through the cramped two-bedroom flat. April rolled her eyes and dropped the travel brochure on the living room couch. Philadelphia would have to wait....
Chapter 17 Summary: Cindy begins to take control of Mike. Kris get queened and makes arrangements to use Harold.
On Friday Kris met Cindy for lunch. After they had sat down Cindy told Kris "I'm still upset at Mike about the Alison thing."
"I thought you were OK with why he did it."
"I love him for why he did it, I'm mad he didn't tell me and I'm upset about some other stuff."...
I'm not sure who seduced who that first Friday night; but Sally my young next door neighbour and I quickly became lovers; fucking and sucking at least once a week when her husband was working away; usually in my house, but not exclusively because some times she got really turned on being manhandled with her hands tied behind her back in her marital bed....
read in fullNot A Big Deal - part 2
I woke up refreshed and with quite a hard on. I gently stroked my cock just to enjoy the feeling for a bit. I didn't want to cum yet so I finally got out of bed to get my day started. After showering I went through her panty drawer to see what I could wear today. I chose a pair of hot pink panties in which to start my day. They were a fuller cut of panties and had just a hint of lace trim around the legs. The waistband was all lace with a ribbon of satin running through it. I held...
The names, characters, places and events in this story are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. All characters are over the age of 18. Any similarities to real persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is purely coincidental and not intended by the author....
read in fullIt was then, as we lay on the bed, her head on my chest, breathing heavily and soaking in the afterglow of our orgasms, that I decided to make the story come true. I didn't discuss it with Hope, my wife and sometimes 'Daddy's good girl.'
It was rare that we came together, but tonight we did. Just as I was finishing up whispering a fantasy story in her ear while steadily thrusting into her pussy. We weren't in our well appointed playroom and she wasn't tied to the bed. Tonight was a 'regular' or vanilla s...
CW: Panty pooping. Scat play. Pee. Alcohol. Promiscuity.
Author's Note: Poor Katie. There she was, grocery shopping, when she caught a whiff of something rancid and before she knew it, some strange girl kissed her and completely fucked up her brain. What's a confident, sex-loving party girl meant to do in this situation?...
Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 94/26: Meeting the Girlfriend
The walk continued in silence as we held hands. Sarah had a faint blush on her face as we went down the street. It was not an awkward silence, but I knew that it wouldn't go well if I said anything about her last comment. There was nothing I could do for Sarah's moral dilemma when it came to like me....
Jack and Melissa had just finished watching a movie and were chatting as they enjoyed some popcorn. Melissa was drinking wine, but Jack just had water... a lot of water. Since he wasn't helping with the bottle, she was drinking quite a bit more than she normally did. Jack had planned the evening carefully....
read in fullAuthor's note:
This is the final chapter in an eight part series about a married couple in Finland who develop an obsession with interracial cuckold sex.
If interracial or cuckold stories are not of interest to you, then please save yourself the grief and just move along.
Main Characters:
Wife - Sini, age 41, blonde, C cup, curvaceous big booty, 167/75 - 5'5" 165 lbs. She is an accountant in a government office....
Jeff stepped onto the street and had to fight the urge to bang his head against the pavement for leaving the Balloonville B&B. At this very moment, Anya, the beautiful maid with the slender body and the tremendous tits, was in his room popping old balloons and blowing up replacements. He imagined one of the big 24" balloons succumbing to her fingernails and exploding into scraps of latex. He imagined the balloons on his balcony being destroyed in rapid succession as she walked down the aisle jamming a pin i...
read in fullStudent Becomes Teacher
By Leslie Jones
[This story follows my "Class Monitor Gets to Cane" and "Class Monitor Gets to Cane Ch. 02", but since it begins with a recap, you needn't have read the two earlier stories. There's some severe discipline and bodily functions so if you find those to be problems, read no further. All characters are 18 or over.]...