I want to tell you how much you mean to me. How much I love you, Why I couldn’t be without you for more than a minute. How my world would collapse if you left me And how I would wander the streets in despair. But that’s simply not true. What is true, is that I adore your tool, That long rope that dangles from between your legs And the iron bar that it becomes When I play with it, arousing it. I adore its shiny, silky...
It is the middle of the morning and I am sitting on the front porch of an empty house. My mind is rambling, all over the place today instead of my usual laser focus. I look at the news on my laptop and surf the web and something caught my eye. It was a simple question; one I have never given much thought to until now. 'Why do you crave cock?' I sat there, still in my camisole and not much more. I could feel the cool morni...
The rustling in the undergrowth outside was barely audible, but it was enough to wake Rachel. She sat up, immediately alert, and strained her ears. She heard a muffled snort. It was one of the wild bush pigs, snuffling around outside her hut. Rachel reached for her bow, quiver, and knife, always close at hand. She knew there wasn’t time to dress properly if she was to catch her prey, but on this warm night the rough smock...
As soon as Adrian arrived home from work, Steph pounced on him. She kissed him frantically and rubbed his cock through his trousers. "What's going on?" Adrian managed to say, his short sentence interrupted by kisses. "Don't ask questions. Let me swallow your cock, and then your cum," Steph said, pulling at Adrian's zipper. Adrian ended up against the wall with his trousers down to his knees. Steph was gorging on his dick...
I had just moved to England to go to university and had never been with women or men. I loved watching porn with busty females sucking on big cocks. One day while in my halls of residence, I was watching this blonde slut sucking on a fit older man and started imagining what it would be like to be the one sucking his cock; how it would feel to suck a big cock, how it would taste like licking his balls and running my tongue...
The beginning of my week was surprisingly uneventful. Work, in general, was very slow, and I hadn't heard anything from John or Anthony. I guess they did have lives also and needed to take care of work too. I'm not really sure if I was disappointed or relieved, maybe a little of both. The end of last week was quite the whirlwind. Wednesday morning I came into work, dressed as I had been instructed for my presentation at C...
“Oh. My. GOD. You have to tell us everything!” Courtney said as I returned home wearing Mr. Chapman’s sweatpants and t-shirt looking like I had just run a marathon. “I plead the fifth,” I said, heading into my closet to change back into my PJ’s. I was excited to get a bra back on. My natural E cups had been braless for a couple hours now and those puppies needed support. “Oh, come on, you were over there for almost two ho...
When I got home early from lunch with John, my husband wasn't home yet. My son wasn't there either, probably at his friend's house. I decided to relax in a hot bath, reflecting on everything that happened to me today. As I sorted through all the memories, I felt my hand slip between my legs where it became evident how aroused I’d become from everything I was made to do. As I lay in the warm water, lathering my body with s...
It was Monday; John called first thing in the morning and told me he had a busy schedule and he wouldn't be able to make it all the way over to my office, but instead he would like me to meet him for lunch. He told me to come to the same cafe, where I saw him and Anthony, at noon. I actually had an 11am appointment with a client and I was already going to be out, so it worked for me. I arrived a few minutes early and Jo...
“I’m heading out, Dad, be back sometime after midnight,” I shouted from the front hall. “Where ya headed?” he shouted back. “Going to the movies and probably ice cream after,” I lied. “All right, hon, have fun. Say, can you grab the mail before you go?” I finished tying my boots and opened the front door, poking my head out and lifting the flap on our mail box right under the doorbell. I shut the door behind me and looke...
He grinned and took another half step toward me so I wouldn’t have to reach out to touch him. I suspected when he became fully hard he would have crossed the distance without having to step forward. When I released his tip from my other hand it fell and thumped against my forearm with an audible smack. Impressive. I started by gently massaging his balls with both hands. I explored his swollen sack and felt the thin tubes...
“Have either of you ever been with a black guy?” my friend Jasmine asked. “Well, we all know Hailey hasn’t, but I have,” Courtney said. I rolled my eyes. “Thanks, Courtney.” She was always bagging on me for not being as ‘free-spirited’ as her. “Was he big?” Jasmine asked. “Yeah. He was like six-two and played football. So, y’know, fit.” “No, I mean was he big,” Jasmine insisted. Courtney smiled. “Ohhhh… No he was pretty a...
The next week, I had to travel to a nearby town for work. Since it was just a short flight away and the ticket probably wouldn't cost too much, I asked Becky if she wanted to get off work and come with me. The truth was that I didn't want to be away from her for two nights. It would drive me crazy wondering if I might miss out on her new sexuality while I was gone. And just to be clear, Becky would never cheat. Not in a...
I laid on the bed for a bit, then heard the shower turn off. I could see some body motions in the bathroom, Becky leaving the shower, drying off, then coming toward the bathroom doors. She wore a towel around her waist like a man usually does, leaving her topless. Well, topless except another towel wrapped up in her hair to dry it faster. She knows I think that's a sexy look. She approached the bed but stopped before sh...
That night Becky crawled in bed naked (she usually wore a t-shirt only) and moved right on top of me. We kissed a little and once her pussy touched my hard cock, it slipped right in. Wow, she was more wet than normal I noticed. She was laying against my body, riding my cock kind of slow and steady when she started talking. She usually doesn't talk much during sex. "So, you want to have dirtier sex? You wanna spice thing...
