Episode 2
He took me in his arms and carried me to a nearby building that looks like you may have seen in the pictures on the internet about the gypsy ghettos.
The Cloth wished me to have a good fun sugar. I woke up in a very big bed, like the gypsy who practically took me from the cock of the handsome pimp, who tricked me. He laid me down carefully on the bed and began to caress me everywhere licking me and smelling me like an animal. From time to time he bit me lightly and I let out moans of pleasure leaving my whole body in his power.
My white flesh became a piece of dough in his huge, rough, brown palms. He possessed me wildly as if he had never seen a woman in his life. I screamed on his huge dick the rest of the night.
We were sweating like in a sauna, in fact,
I’m a strong girl, and by strong, I don’t mean silly things like patient, tolerant, hardworking or …
What I mean is: I actually beat up guys, pull down their pants and fuck them in the ass with a strap-on, dildo or anything at hand.
I have been doing this since I was a little girl. I’m going to tell you how it started; how I began with a 22 year old guy while I was merely 9.
I started watching porn quite early, when I was in elementary school. Back then, me and my friends (all girls, more or less like me) had formed a gang in our school. We constantly beat up boys who were rude or had no respect for us or other girls. We were also in porn exchange business and made quite a fortune by renting out and selling porn.
I was interested in male and female bodies. My body and mind was
Lexi was awoken by the blaring sound of her alarm clock, leaving her feeling dazed and confused. Although she didn't have any classes scheduled for the day, she knew she had to complete her notes for Professor Warwick. She quickly got out of bed and went to her closet to pick out something decent to wear, other than her usual uniform. However, she stopped to ponder whether she needed to wear normal clothes since she was still going to school. She wondered what Professor Warwick would be wearing and whether he would be dressed similarly to his school attire since that's all she had ever seen him in.
As she gazed at him, her mind raced with excitement and anticipation. She pondered deeply over what she yearned to do. She had set her sights on becoming his pet, and the thought of it made
so cool story with pics. I have read it several time.
Nancy Warming Up Her Feet
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Nancy Warming Up Her Feet
Nancy wanna have her friend warm up her bare feet. She have a special way to do that so she have him lay down naked on the floor. She like to get her feet warm by having them on a guys balls and dick and being soft and hard. So this video is mainly about footfetish and some ballbusting to keep her feet hot and nice. Enjoy Nancy warming up her bare feet.
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She took my hand in hers as we walked. "You are gonna love my mom. She is just like me, but twenty-two years older. She still has dirty blonde hair, nice melons, and can be sweet when she wants to be."
"Really, are her hooters bigger?" I pondered, getting front of her.
"Yes, smartass," she replied, taking my other hand and looking into my green eyes. "She is just the most important person in the world to me. I just really want both of you to like each other, that's all. We've been seeing each other for over a year now and she doesn't come out this way very often. I'm sure she'll love your black hair and charming personality, but be on your toes."
"I understand," I mentioned before I kissed her. "I'll give her the full charm, sound good?"
She nodded as she broke eye contact. "S
So this happened a couple of weeks ago. My friend Chris and his wife split up. He was sad for a few weeks and didn’t want to leave his apartment. After he was over being sad he started talking about how horny he is. Every time I would see him he say man I need laid. After a week he starts to ask me if I have ever slept with a guy. I lie lol and say no. So he is getting more and more horny. Then he dl the app Grindr and no one is replying. So after a while I come clean and say yes I lied I have been with a guy. He asks did u do butt stuff lol. I say I’m a bottom and u would b a top. He then asks if he could just use my butt for a min. Lmao. We meet at my house and we both are nervous. He asked me if I would get undressed first. So I do. He then takes his pants off. That wen I noticed
The Unstoppable Ron
Chapter 1: Operation Grand Slam
Side Note:
The following story is an erotic, pornographic parody of the Kim Possible show. The characters in this story are 18 and over.
The following women are going to be used as the physical representation for these characters. This will eventually change as the story progresses further:
Madeline Ford as Kim Possible
Angelina Petrova as Shego
Jelena Jensen as Director Betty
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Kim Possible is an accomplished high school student who fights crime regularly. Assisting Kim is her childhood friend and sidekick, Ron Stoppable. But today, on this mission, Kim and Ron’s relationship will change forever. It happens like any other day. Ron and Kim went to high school like normal. In between classes, Kim gets a cal
I eyeballed her ass again as we carried the last two boxes into her place. 'Small, but firm looking from here. I can only imagine how sexy this blonde is not wearing those black shorts and that sexy pink tank top. What I wouldn't do to find out because she has made my cock hard as a diamond.'
I could only fantasize, but then she turned around and walked my way. "Well, thank you for helping me move into my apartment, new neighbor," she said, stopping in front of me.
I twitched a bit and put my hands up too. "Your welcome."
"What, are you intimidated, Tom? You've been eyeballing me ever since we started, do you want to fuck me?"
My eyes widened, and I couldn't speak. Her sexy body and persona made me uneasy. Without speaking a word, she suddenly stripped herself of her top and b
POV: Kat
I brought Lena into my bedroom with me and had her sit down. "So, what do you say about some real step-mother/daughter time?" I asked, before kissing her.
"What, you want to have sex again?"
"Yes, I remember the kitchen all too fondly. You know I love your mom incredibly much, but I still think of our time together all the damn time. It's making me go nuts at times, and I just need some relief if that's okay. Your mom and step-sister are spending some quality time together, and I thought, what better way for us to bond a bit more than to get naked?" I pondered, prior to sitting next to her and feeling her leg. "You're a beyond stunning young woman, Lena. I swear, I probably would've still married your mom if you weren't in the picture, but you're one giant perk, though
My Auntie Pat was self-conscious and vulnerable, as her body came into view. She had an astoundingly-beautiful body she was an adorable woman with a shapely sexy ass body, Pat was four foot seven heavyset and weighing about three hundred and fifty pounds she had short blonde hair green eyes, and a quite admirable physique if not to anyone else but me as I was physically emotionally and sexually attracted to heavier set women.
She divorced living alone since her messy divorce fifteen years prior, she lives in Sacramento California, and I was her nephew Tony having just moved back to California after getting discharged from the Army, my income was limited at the time, and knowing that my aunt lived in a low-income housing project looking up her address from a previous letter she had writte
Clubbin with Mom
Kara, a 32-year-old Hispanic woman with black hair and a voluptuous figure, stood in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. She wore a tight red low-plunge mini dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her full breasts and emphasizing her hourglass figure. Her high-heeled red shoes perfectly complemented the ensemble, making her legs look even longer and more alluring. She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, before adjusting her red panties to ensure they were visible at the hem of her dress.
Her son, Tim, a 12-year-old boy with the same dark hair and almond-shaped eyes as his mother, stood beside her, feeling uncomfortable in his own clothes. He was wearing a black button-down shirt and slacks, which made him feel even more self-conscious next to h
"Hey, sis," I said, walking in the door into her house. "How are you?" I pondered, putting my bags down.
"I'm good, sis, now give me a hug," she added, before hugging me.
"Damn, Alexis, you two are in your forties now, and you still call each other 'sis'?" Louie asked, coming towards us.
"Yes," she answered, turning to him. "It's not our fault you're an only child and can't understand why we call each other that, but we do, so deal with it."
"Alexis, I didn't say I had a problem; it was just an observation. You're my wife, and can get away with murder as far as I'm concerned."
"Okay, Louie, don't make any more observations like that then, got it?"
"Yes, Alexis," he answered, coming to me. "Hi, Melinda," he greeted me, hugging me. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine," I res
"Hey, Stan," I greeted him, putting a bag in the car. "What can I do for you? I'm getting ready to head out now."
"Well, Katrina," he muttered, covering his face with it already angled down. "Do you think I could..."
I pushed back my bag and slowly pulled myself out. "What, Stan?"
He couldn't make eye contact, and I saw him dancing around a bit too.
"Um, I was just hoping... that maybe..."
"What, Stan? I love you to death like my son's BFF, but I need to hit the road," I warned him, crossing my arms.
He still couldn't form a full sentence or even speak for a moment after that.
Although, I noticed that his eyes were going down south, just a tad. "Stan, are you glancing at my thong?"
"No, no, no, I am not," he answered, backing away. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wast
It all started when my daughter Milly turned 8 years old. Milly is a very outgoing girl, happy to break out in dance or song when she feels like it, even in public. She is about 4'3", red curly hair and a slim body as Milly loves gymnastics. In regards to her dress sense, I do not think up to that point I every saw her in a pair of pants or jeans, it was always short skirts/dresses and body hugging tops.
Now from time to time she sat on chairs and on the lounge with her legs crossed under her and the skirt or dress would ride up to show off her undies. She seem to always wear underwear that clashed with her clothing, so it was hard to miss. Until recently, that all it was and we made sure she did not do it in public. But on or about her 8th birthday, she was sitting on the couch with h
It was a cold ass day and I wanted to go see my boyfriend but the uber wasn't gonna be at his house for the next hour, I was mad I had to sit in the car for that long , the driver pulled up and in a big ass suv all tinted and I was shocked cause that shit was sexy asf I told him I liked his car and told me that I was even more beautiful in the passenger seat I jumped up there fast and he was admiring what was in his car and he instantly told me he was hard from the looks of me, I knew he either wanted head or a handjob so I gave him both. He was mashing my mouth on his dick as he was telling me "take it like a big girl, let daddy cum in your mouth" I was so horny he reached over and started to finger me and was rubbing my clit back and forth making my legs tense up, that ride was even be
The sun was shining on a bright, warm day. There was a high sky. It was a perfect day to be at the beach, and that's where Jennie Finch was.
Jennie was lying on a large blanket in an obscure corner of the beach, near a tree, on her back in a gold bikini. The top didn't fully hide her large breasts. Jennie liked it that way. The blanket she was stretched out on was large enough for at two, and she was getting a little bit of shade on this warm day.
Jennie was eagerly waiting for her boyfriend Pete to arrive. He had promised to meet her at the beach. Jennie smiled, thinking of her plans for later. She hoped it wouldn't be too long until he arrived.
Jennie had picked this shady corner as the ideal place to carry out her plans without disruption. She just hoped Pete would spot her ea
taking me to Mexico, Sandra said as we were buckling our seatbelts on the plane. She had the aisle seat and I was at the window. We were near the front of the plane.
I can’t say it’s not mind boggling, Charlie said
I’m so excited to see Mexico , what all are we doing ? She replied
We are going to eat tacos , drink margaritas and soak up the sun. Charlie replied
That’s all. She asked
What else did you want to do? Charlie asked
Get fucked hard on the beach. Sandra exclaimed
Charlies eyes popped out of his head. He couldn’t believe what she had said
Well I am sure you can find someone to do that for you. Charlie answered
I was meaning by you. I’ve seen how big you are, and I want it. Besides how else can I pay you back for this trip. Sandra responded.
Just then
"So, are you two gonna be okay tonight?" she asked, standing in front of us.
"Yes, sweetie, we should be okay," I replied, nodding. "Claire and I should finally get in some step-father/daughter time," I added, rubbing Claire's leg. 'Wow, you have one sexy daughter, Angela.'
"Yes, I agree, Mom; you'll just be gone for one night, right?"
"Yep, but Dwayne and I have only been married for six months now, so it is a slightly big step, though. So, I'd like some assurances that you both will be okay in the morning."
"I think you might be overthinking this, hun," I added, coming up with her. "Well, okay," I made clear, prior to stopping in front of her and glancing back at Claire for a second. "Do you think we could have a little private time before you leave, though? Just a quickie,
My best friend, Jack, and I were running home as fast as we could in a driving rainstorm. First day of summer and bam... rain. He had moved in just a couple of months before and we had become fast friends, and now we were rushing to his house to get out of the weather.
We were both 13, and with our parents at work, and summer here, we really had nothing to do but hang out. We hit the door and stood there in the kitchen dripping wet. Jack said, "Take of your clothes and I'll put them in the dryer. We don't want to track water through the house."
I was caught off guard, but he was already stripping down, so, I just went ahead and nervously began undressing. Though I had never done anything with a guy, I was the 'pecker checker' in the boys shower after gym. I didn't know why, bu
POV: Kate
I examined her body for over five minutes as both of us were silent. All she did was play with her pussy and smile at me. I swear I actually felt my love for her becoming stronger. I didn't even touch my twat, but yet it was dispensing my juice faster than a leaky faucet.
"Come on, Mom, take advantage of the hot piece of ass playing with herself right in front of you. I'm not going to judge you; I just want to give you what you lust after."
I licked my lips for a moment as the entire bed quaked. I loved everything that took place right then and there, but yet, it wasn't like flipping a light switch. Regardless of my how ready, loving and willing she was, I couldn't just flip it.
My eyes had gone across the front half her figure so many times; I knew where every singl
When I was younger and married with Laurie (Ex-wife) we were very sexually active, we had some kind of sex almost every day. In the beginning (early 70’s) we loved fucking where someone could accidentally see us, we loved knowing they were watching. One hot night we were fucking in a Des Moines IA motel room with the door open a bit for ventilation. We were making a lot of sloppy wet noise. Laurie was on her back with her legs in the air when she whispered that there was a guy in the doorway watching. I shouted to him and told him to come in, he did. I motioned him to the chair next to the bed.
Laurie and I kept fucking the whole time. He (his name was Berry) was sitting there next to us rubbing his crotch. I told him that if he wanted he could take his cock out and jerk off. He stood
I arrive at my friend Jason’s house but he’s not home, and his mum answers the door, who I’ve always sort of had a crush on, secretly. She lets me in and tells me that Jason will be home in about an hour, but I’m welcome to sit and wait and watch some TV with her. So I say ok, shyly, then follow her into the living room and onto the couch, where there’s a half empty glass of wine and a book that she’s been reading, which she tells me, a bit embarrassed, is a romance novel. She sits and I sit at the other end of the couch and she switches on the TV. It’s a gameshow and we watch for a while, her laughing every now again which makes me crush on her even more, because her laugh is like a song, and I watch her more than the show. She sips on her wine as well, her lips lovely and red against th
POV: Kat
I gently rose and felt my stomach. "Damn, eating that pussy made me hungry," I muttered, smiling. "I need a snack," I added, before slowly making my way to the door. "I guess I should put something on in case I run into one of the girls."
I slipped into my panties and then my bra. Then I opened the door, grabbed my cell phone to light my way, and calmly went to the kitchen.
"Damn, feeling the cool breeze on my body is making me horny. I'll have to wake Savannah up again and fuck her brains out," I giggled before I entered the living room.
"Is someone there?" I heard Lena ask.
"It's just me," I whispered somewhat loudly, coming into the kitchen with her. "I don't like turning on the lights in the middle of the night either, Lena, but I'm sorry," I apologized, glanci
Another checklist item
Ive always wanted to join in on the swinger lifestyle. Between not having a partner that was into it, or long patches of being single, it had always eluded me. I was determined to find a way.
After talking with Sandra I had learned she had become quite the freak. Her sexual adventures were impressive. I knew it was a long shot, but I figured why not ask. To my surprise she was more than willing. We were going to pretend to be a couple and attend an event at the swingers club. Once we got there we would go our own separate ways.
The night had finally come, my night to enter into the swinging world. We got dressed up, me in my slacks with a button up , and Sandra in her black cocktail dress. We hopped in the car and headed out. Along the way we threw back
While my brother was out of town working I bought a 60 pounder bottle of Smirnoff vodka for me and his wife Meagan, I got my BBW sister in-law so drunk to the point she passed out spread nude on the couch when I left on a beer run, I returned to an instant hard-on to the sight of her passed out spread nude! So i lifted her big sexy legs up and smelled her pussy and asshole before I did some sexy nasty things to her while she was passed out . comment if you want to read the full story!
One of the best investments we ever made was our king size hot tub it seats 6 adults and we practically live in it even in the winter.
The other night my stepdaughter stopped by and we were reminiscing about her college days and when she lived at home. Since her mom and I first met her daughter and I became very close some may say strangely close but my girlfriend now wife was more than ok with it. Her and I had many intimate conversations about life , relationships, love, sex you name it.
Well one night Alley (we’ll call her daughter) and I were chilling out in the hot tube sharing a joint and drinking wine coolers, her mom was in the house finishing putting the baby to bed. So, we’re hanging out and she gets this look in her eye and says he wanna fuck with ma? I laughed and said I f
I opened the door to the hallway and took a deep breath. "Crap, this floozy has my heart ready to break out of my chest," I whispered before walking in there.
I strolled down to the end of the hall towards where our door was. Although, I stopped about at the twenty-foot mark, and leaned my back on the wall.
I dug into my pocket and pulled it out. "Why do I love Miranda so much? She is a psycho bitch, but I can't picture my life without her now," I muttered, bringing it to my lips.
I kissed it. "If I'm willing to give the hussy this ring, I guess I love her more than any other woman, besides my mom. I never thought of doing this with Barb, Erica or any other ex-girlfriend. I hated Miranda for the first couple years I knew her because she was the cheer captain and a tart to me. I d
So my last story I told about Chris. His wife Arrissa left him because she didn’t enjoy how big his cock is. After Chris and I hooked up he video it. He threaten to show my wife. But what he didn’t know is that I already told her. So she asked me is her and Arrissa could hook up once. I say I don’t care. Well later that night my wife ask me if she cld tell Arrissa about Chris and I. Reminder that is Chris wife. I say fuck it yea. So she tells her the next thing I know is the girls are calling me asking me to come over to Arrissa’s house. I get there and Arrissa starts to ask uncomfortable questions. Like how was able to let him fuck me ? and did I let him finish? I say yes I did. I told her it hurt me but I felt bad for him and all he wanted was to have sex. She then tells me that they o
I watched Rosalyn leave with her clothes on, and then Kat came in there with me after they hugged. I felt my heart beating so hard; I was sure it might explode if I didn't tell Kat the news. I still didn't even know if she knew it, but if she didn't, she was about to find out, though.
"I love your daughter, Savannah; she's a wonderful woman," she complimented me, sitting down on the bed.
"So is your daughter, but I must ask something: did anything come out?" I asked, feeling her arm.
She bit down on her bottom lip and looked away. I wasn't sure what she was thinking, but my thought went straight to that she did know, but didn't want to tell me.
"So, you know, don't you?"
"What, Savannah?"
I bit down on my bottom lip and clenched my fists too. I saw Kat shaking, and it se
I've been with my wife Marisa for eight years now; after the first few years, I discovered that I have a bit of a cuckold fetish. When we first started going out, I would get really jealous when she would talk about her past lovers. But as time passed, I discovered that there was a flip side to my jealousy. I obsessively made Marisa tell me the details of her past sexual experiences, and to my surprise, I found that I would get aroused by the stories. I even encouraged her to tell me sexual anecdotes as part of our foreplay, and to embellish the stories to make them as dirty as possible.
Marisa was willing to indulge me with this sort of fantasy talk, but she made it clear that she would never actually have sex with another guy. Over the past few years, I've had to content myself with
