Betty came down the basement stairs and was greeted with a chorus of "Happy birthday!" Betty paused with her hand on the railing and looked around the room. She counted seven men, plus Ted, standing naked and clapping, their cocks weaving and bobbing, all waiting for her. Step after step she edged closer, putting her other hand in Ted's when she reached the bottom step, and he led her into the room. "Here she is, boys!" T...

The ritual's formalities had come to an end. With each passing moment, the tension only grew stronger, signaling that the next phase would be even more sensual and primal, solidifying her bond with the village men. This step was more than symbolic; it signified her deepening connection and pivotal role within the community. The horizon was painted in rich shades of orange and purple as day transitioned into evening. The d...

As the young virgin lay on the soft, fragrant hay, her heart beat a wild rhythm of anticipation, her body ablaze with a fiery passion that begged for another fix of intoxicating pleasure, and she yearned for the ritual to continue. With every fleeting moment, her senses grew sharper under the weight of mounting expectations placed upon her slender frame. This sacred rite was destined to etch a momentous crossroads into th...

Amidst the endless rows of plump pumpkins, a luscious virgin stood bare and unashamed, offering her body as a symbol of appreciation for the bountiful harvest that had been reaped. Her alabaster skin glistened in the warm autumn sun as she surrendered herself to the carnal desires coursing through her body. The vibrant orange hues of the pumpkins created a striking contrast against her fair complexion, accentuating her al...

“Look, baby, I’m sorry. I don’t know what else to say.” It’d been a lengthy, exhaustive shift for Lindsay – four turbocharged, grueling parties and currently setting up a fifth that would end her first “real” day back to work after the emergence from shutdown. She’d come prepared for this midnight rendezvous, too: the slutty minidress, the three-inch platform shoes with the seven-inch spiked heels, the perfume, the bows a...

It started when Wendy made a comment: "I love sucking young cock." Marcus chuckled, leaning back on the sofa in Wendy's living room while she licked along the length of his swollen cock. He had stripped nude and spread his legs, watching Wendy kneel on the floor in front of him, and lay back with his arms on the back of the sofa. "Any young cock?" he asked. "Or just big, black ones?" Wendy giggled and ran her tongue over...

Living in an apartment isn't always the best place to be, having to go to the laundromat regularly because your coin-operated machines in your building might as well be made for preschoolers. Thankfully, we had a huge laundromat in our busy college town that was open twenty-four hours a day. Because of my crazy work hours, I often was there after 10 PM making sure I had clean work clothes. With limited options, this usual...