As soon as we entered the room, Katya’s expression changed. I felt a pang of fear. “Don’t be scared,” she said, her voice softer now. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation. You said you wanted to cum even more, but you’re fighting your own desires. Let’s be honest—did you want to fuck Anya back there?” I was scared to answer, but I was even more scared to lie. “Yes,” I admitted. “Understand this: to truly enjoy cummi...

Time dragged on painfully slowly until evening. The thought of being a girl made my cock strain against the cage, and I could feel liquid dripping from it. Katya’s mysterious kindness had vanished, leaving no room for negotiation. I had no choice—either play along or let everyone see the video of me riding her fingers. I picked up the butt plug, spitting on it to lubricate it, but there wasn’t enough saliva, and it refuse...

Well, let’s start with me. I’m a small guy, about five feet five inches tall, with a skinny build, a small penis, and hair that goes past my shoulders. I started growing it out back in my sophomore year of high school. Oh, I forgot to mention how old I am—I’m nineteen, and I’m in my sophomore year of college. Now, let’s get to the story. In high school, I was a very friendly and not-so-calm kid. So, you couldn’t call my l...

Everyone is familiar with those Christmas parties: the family sitting around the table, the running around the house and the arrival of relatives you haven't seen in ages. These moments are filled with a happiness and joy like no other holiday. But, unfortunately, this year I was not able to come home. I was in another country and didn't have time to buy a plane ticket, and there were no trains to my home country. I went...