Cumplay Stories

Hey fuckers! The name’s Ouettecunte: Claire Ouettecunte. But I think you know that already, right? This story is all about me, see: me and my pretty wet cunt – isn’t that totally fucking? So, Mom and Dad and Jack have at last allowed me to write a chapter. It was hard persuading them. They think I’m a bit dumb. But I think I’m just smart in different ways from them. They complain that I can’t spell or write proper English...

Hello. I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Harry, a third generation farmer with around sixty acres plus a few cows and pigs. Actually I’m new in the area. I took over managing the farm from my uncle who is now too elderly to run it. Today I’m at the Chawton Livestock Centre, it’s the biggest stock sale for miles around. This auction has an assortment of lots, including pigs, mostly Tamworth’s and Berkshire’s, heifers, and a cou...

"Valentine's Day will be special this year," Alicia's voice was a whisper, silk over steel, as she whispered in Brian’s ear, entering the hotel lobby on the evening of the 14th of February. "I think it's time we tried something... different." Alicia's words floated through Brian's head as they walked in, opulent chandeliers casting prismatic dances on the polished floors. He had anticipated a night for just the two of the...