"What are you doing here?" Yumiko asked. Penny knew she looked suspicious with her swollen cheeks and the way she was holding her hands up to her lips. She closed her eyes and gulped down the contents of her mouth. The slimy, disgusting liquid oozed down her throat. Penny couldn't help but cringe. She tried her best to look normal, to look like she hadn't just swallowed cum right in front of two other girls in a bathroom...

I slept in Sunday morning and was still lounging around at noontime, enjoying several cups of coffee and the morning sunshine on the balcony of my apartment. I didn't want to waste the entire day sitting around my apartment; so after a shower and shaving, I headed for a walk around the neighborhood. As I approached Kay's shop, I noticed that she was open on Sundays from noon to three. The small bell jingled my entry just...

Rachel made the sign of the cross and got up from her kneeling position in front of the altar with the large cross where Jesus looked down at her. She looked away from his accusing eyes and shame filled her body. She walked over to the confession booth and waited in line. There was a man and an older woman before her so she sat down and checked her phone. Her friend Jenny had texted her about meeting up for a coffee but R...

I drove home, grabbed a Narraganset out of the frig, and hit the shower. As I pulled off my cargo shorts, I saw the large wet spot of cum. Although Tim had done a yeoman’s job of releasing my tension, my balls still needed to drain the residual reservoir of jizz. I turned on the shower and chugged half the can of ice-cold beer. I developed an immediate brain freeze. It served me right. My mama had always told me to sip my...

"Strawberry!" the Queen proclaimed. And it was so, for Cleaning Day belonged to the Queen. In the cage, the hairy, horny, male glorp, trapped during the height of glorpdom’s rutting season, paced impatiently. His penis swung freely, looking for release. The Queen placed her foot on his cage. "Fear not, my hirsute lover, relief is coming quickly," she said, "High noon tomorrow, in fact." Glorps are named for the glorp-glor...

"Oh no! I am definitely gonna be late for the company's Halloween party. Mr. Gordon will probably glare the hell out of my soul." Scrambling the last of my messed-up self together, I jump into a black dress and a pair of shoes with whiskers on them while snickering to myself. Quite happy with my makeup, which makes me look more like a homeless beauty and less like a witch, I make my way towards my car. Driving towards the...

'Scarlett and the Three Students' It was in the year 1891 that Scarlett Holmes and I spent a few days in the University town of Cambridge. What appeared to be a small adventure turned out to be yet another debauched affair that found myself and my adorable lover fucking our way to its conclusion. x It was a cold early Spring morning, and we were residing in furnished lodgings close to a library where Scarlett was pursuing...

Weekend, Saturday afternoon. The sun was shining brightly in the sky over Los Angeles. All the bars and restaurants were full of people, mostly tourists. Children played in the streets. Sexy women paraded in swimsuits on the beach, tempting equally sexy men walking around with naked torsos. Party music was playing here and there. The whole world seemed immersed in a sense of freedom from all obligations. A few kilometers...

The Chuffing The huffing and puffing, the rutting, and, oh, the continual chuffing. His enormous, fat, wide, long, drooling cock sliding into me - pounding into me - marking me as his, my womb wide open to his wild, animal-like ministrations. The chuffing. I say this as I am coming awake, or something, into a more conscious state from the perpetual, aching, swooning orgasm he has been giving me for the past thirty minutes...