Plugging Stories

It's Friday night, and they're walking around a small secluded campground. Full of trees and wild animals. He's wearing nothing but a long coat to cover the naughty assemble underneath. His asshole was stuffed with two vibrating eggs, and his largest butt plug was four inches wide in girth and seven inches long with four prominent ridges along the shaft. The base of his cock and balls were being tightly squeezed by a dual...

“God. Fucking. Dammit!” I screech. And then I cough because screeching requires a lot of breath, and breathing in a lot while your face is very close to the ground is not a terribly bright idea. You know how they say that teachers make the worst students, right? What ‘they’ mean by that is usually that teachers are an obnoxious bunch of know-it-alls who are entirely unable to learn anything new from anyone else because th...

I cursed Bev one more time when the notice for my reservation popped up in an email. I suppose I got what I had deserved for starting the relationship my pussy argued for, but my head warned was a bad idea. Bev on a good night was amazing, but what a temper. That temper drove me right out the door. Because I was afraid we might have a real fistfight if I didn’t go. Call me Anne, because that’s my name. I'm tall for a girl...