The Barbie Lez Fantasies Week 17 The Canine Threesome Part 3
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Lydia disembarked from her BMW, shutting the door. She tossed her briefcase in the trunk, looking around nervously, as she?d never liked Casey?s neighborhood too much.
A couple of young black boys, adorned in baseball hats and doo-rags, laughed in her direction. ?Whatchoo looking at, white ho?? one jeered, and Lydia flushed, looking at the ground.
Every week she promised herself she wouldn?t come back. Her therapist had worked with her for months. ?Lydia, you?re a feminist, you?re a valuable person.? Doctor Greenstahl had urged her. ?And it?s so expensive, Lydia?it?s not good, having a man treat you this way and even paying him for it.?
Lydia moved away from her car, praying that no one messed with it. Goddamn George Christopher Casemont, full time slacker, and part-time Master. Or full-time Master, but not for her.
?MALE MASTER LOOKING FOR GENEROUS FEMALE SUBMISSIVES FOR BRIEF INTERLUDES. I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHAT A PILE OF BILE YOU ARE.?
That had been the ad in the free weekly. And Lydia had answered it eighteen months ago.
As Lydia?s high heels clicked down the sidewalk to Casey?s house, she wondered what she?d think of doing to her today. Punching her stomach with boxing gloves? That was a bad one. ?Not that I?d ever hit your face, Dirtbag.?
Last week, Casey had rubbed Band-Aids in Ben-Gay and put one on each of Lydia?s nipples, and then made her hold a nickel to the wall with her nose, while kneeling on bits of gravel. For an hour.
She?d thought then he would have gotten her up and they?d have gone through the usual whipping and him allowing her to suck him off. But Casey had just sent her home then. ?I?m not feeling too social today, Dirtbag? he?d said this, while putting her five portraits of Ben Franklin in his wallet.
Sometimes the sessions were long and interesting?invigorating, like the time he?d tied her to the floor and screwed her pussy with his big toe, or the time he?d tied her to the bottom of a U-Haul truck (she?d rented it for him) and he?d driven along a bumpy road and she?d bounced horribly against the steel floor.
Once, Casey had suspended Lydia from a hook in the ceiling, put mousetraps on her nipples and Icy hot on her shaved pussy. Then he?d made her watch him fuck his cute little bimbo girlfriend Bonnie. (The little bitch didn?t even have a high school diploma, and Lydia had a PhD in chemical engineering)
Every time Bonnie had cum, Casey had jumped up and thrashed Lydia?s ass with a thick wooden paddle?and Bonnie had been multi-orgasmic. Up until then, Lydia hadn?t wanted to admit how much she was in love with Casey?that she was jealous of that little slut.
But it was true, she?d cried bitterly while Casey had fucked Bonnie, and Bonnie had actually made fun of her!
Another session had consisted of Lydia being forced to clean Casey?s garage floor with a rag in her mouth. Good God, what was she paying him for?? Paying him five hundred bucks to clean her garage floor?? But Lydia?s panties were drenched just thinking about it.
Whatever he did to her?the time he?d made her rim out homeless drunk men?s asses at the bus station?she took it all?because after all, he was her Master Casey!
Just imagining Casey?s beautiful blond curls, his jutting chin and his contemptuous look. ?Dirtbag? Casey always said. ?You know you need this. Just to remind you of how loathsome you really are.?
And it wasn?t as if men didn?t like Lydia. She kept herself in excellent shape, had many dates, and Sherman, one of the other partners at the firm had asked her to marry him two or three times. She let Sherman make love to her now and then, but it didn?t mean much.
It was because men had always treated Lydia as if she was a goddess. She?d been her daddy?s little darling, captain of the high school cheerleaders, Homecoming Queen, and then Prom Princess, and it had continued into adult life.
Her fantasies had always been shameful and disgusting?until she?d met Casey. He?d made everything all right. Somehow, when she left Casey?s ratty house, bruised and humiliated, the hole in her soul was filled. She had higher self-esteem, and felt great?but she knew it was unhealthy to do these things.
Lydia took a deep breath and knocked on Casey?s door. Suddenly the door opened, and a woman with short strawberry blonde hair came out, rubbing her attractive buttocks. ?Good bye, Master Casey?? the woman said over her shoulder. ?You too, scum? came Casey?s voice, floating out the door.
The woman didn?t even look up at Lydia; she just walked around her and went to the street. Lydia stepped in. ?Master Casey? I?m here, Sir.?
There he was, leaning languorously against the doorjamb. Casey?s muscles seemed to push out the button down Brooks brothers shirt he had tucked into his shorts.
?Well, now Dirtbag?so you?re here. A little early, aren?t we? Hope Cloris wasn?t too freaked about you practically knocking her down when you came in.?
Lydia flushed. She put her purse in the hallway. Casey rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, and she handed him his five bills. ?Five hundred dollars.? Casey said musingly. ?Maybe I?ll buy Bonnie a necklace, huh??
Lydia burst into tears. SLAP! Casey?s hand slammed her cheek. ?Fuck off, Dirtbag. Your crocodile tears don?t go for much in this house. If you were one quarter of the woman that Bonnie is, you wouldn?t even have to come see me.?
Casey spun on his sandaled heel and walked through the tiny kitchen into the living room. Lydia followed him, thinking that her West 62nd Street apartment was actually bigger than this pathetic little house in Queens.
Casey?s teeth set. ?Take off your bogus business suit, and kneel on the floor, you pig.?
Lydia took off her business jacket, and unbuttoned her blouse, hoping that Casey would like seeing her lace bra. Nothing affected him though, he just watched as she undid her hose and stepped out of? everything, standing in front of Casey, shivering slightly, though it was August.
Casey looked at her critically. ?You are developing love handles, Dirtbag.? Casey snickered as? Lydia grabbed her middle. ?Lucky I don?t have to fuck you.?
Lydia was in a panic. Did this mean?was this why Casey hadn?t allowed her to suck him off during the last few months? Was she fat? Oh, God.
Casey grinned. ?Maybe I should put you on Hyacinth?s plan. She?s a tubbo, and I cane her viciously for every pound she?s overweight when she comes here?we get on the scale and everything. When she actually gains weight after a session, I whip her tits.?
Lydia shivered. She knew the pain of Casey?s cane against her nipples, and it was horribly stinging. She?d once had to rub aloe vera on her breasts for a week after seeing him, though it had been one of the more thrilling sessions she?d had.
What was happening today? Was Casey going to whip her? Cover her with clothespins and knock them off? That had happened once. He was such an imaginative little fuck.
Casey looked at Lydia a bit tenderly. ?You know, Lydia, honey. I know it?s difficult being a slavegirl?and you look so lonely. You probably don?t get laid much.?
Lydia looked at Casey, amazed. Was he?could he be wanting to make love to her? He?d never done that, though often she?d rubbed her clit while kissing his feet.
Casey smiled kindly. ?I want you to have love, too, and I worry so much about you, putting all this money into your training. I mean, your billable hours probably barely cover MY billable hours.? Casey snorted at this, and winked at Lydia.
?So I have a friend, and I want you to meet him. I want you to have an intense time.? Casey turned and whistled, and in a moment, a naked girl, her head shaved, brought in a Great Dane. ?This is Duke, honey.? Casey said with a big smile. ?And the creature pulling him I call Dingleberry. I just shaved Dingle?s head because I caught her masturbating with a pair of my underwear. Get the fuck out of here, Dingleberry, and leave Duke with me.?
?The bald woman looked at the ground and walked out, and the Great Dane came up to Casey, wagging its long tail.
Casey smiled at the dog and rubbed its head. ?Do I have a treat for you, Dukie! Yes, this is better than anything you?ve had in a while.?
The dog lay down and Casey walked over to Lydia and grabbed her by the nape of the neck, forcing her to the floor. He slapped her ass, hard and she bent it up, and he began playing his fingers in her clitoris. ?Now, then?doesn?t that smell good??
Lydia wondered what was going on now. Casey rarely touched her private parts with his fingers. He even used latex surgeon?s gloves when he put clothespins and her office binder clips on her mound, but he was stroking her now, and how good it felt!
?Yes, there we go?are you hot, honey?? Casey?s voice was quite comforting.
?Yes, Master?I feel quite excited.? Lydia said, breathing heavily. Casey?s fingers were diligently rubbing her labia, and she was getting more and more excited.
She didn?t understand why he?d brought his dog in, but maybe he was going to make love to her, and he liked to have the dog around for comfort.
Lydia was a bit intimidated with the way that the dog, Duke was looking at her, quite intently. What the hell was that about? She was so naked?
Casey rubbed Lydia?s increasingly damp slit. Lydia was getting more and more enthralled. Casey could be so tender when he wanted to be! Lydia began shaking with the desire to cum. Ooooh, it feels so good, she thought, as Casey?s long finger probed her slit, tickling the sides. God this is incredible.
As Casey rubbed faster, Lydia bucked and gasped. She was getting closer and closer to cumming. She?d hoped that Casey would fuck her, but this was better than nothing. But suddenly, as she was going to cum, Casey pulled his finger out quickly.
?Smell it, Duke.? There was a panting. ?Yes, you can lick, it it won?t kill you, boy?though the Dirtbag is a nasty little thing?like motor oil her cum is.?
Lydia listened dumbly as Duke licked Casey?s finger excitedly. ?Smells good, doesn?t it??
Lydia turned around ?Casey, what the hell are you..? Suddenly Casey jumped up and grabbed Lydia by the hair and slapped her four times across the face. ?Here I am trying to create a pleasant situation for you, scuzz, and you don?t seem to like it. Want to leave??
Lydia?s heart fell into her stomach. She had no idea what was going on, but she didn?t want to leave, ever. Casey turned to Duke. What about the goddam dog, what about her? Why was he?oh no, not that.
?Want to fuck something good and juicy?? Lydia?s ears burned. ?Oh, Dirtbag you are in for a treat, babe.? Lydia heard Dukes? panting behind her.
This is awful, she thought. I can?t put up with this! What would Dr. Greenstahl think?
Lydia felt Duke?s furry form coming up behind her, and all of a sudden he was climbing on her back. Lydia?s buttocks, which Sherman had kissed because they were beautiful, were being approached by a? DOG.
Her beautiful buttocks. Lydia remembered the previous summer when she and her girlfriends had gone to Ocean City and she?d stepped out of her cut-offs.
Lydia had been in her bikini thong, and all the male gasps she?d heard, and how her girlfriends had giggled?she had a ?Midas Ass? made of gold. And this was what was happening to it! A Dog.
Rubbing his filthy nose in her crack, and now she felt his dick against her globes as well!
Suddenly, Lydia felt Duke climb on and hump her, rubbing his dick against her hole with all his energy. There was panting. ?Oh, you know, Duke, I think I have an even better treat for you, boy? came Casey?s voice.
Thank God, he?s reclaimed his sanity. He?s going to get the dog off her and give it some food, and she could dress and leave?or maybe he?d fuck her now. She just had to be degraded before Casey could stick it in?right?
Casey pulled Duke off Lydia. Thank God, he was just scaring her a little bit. He wasn?t going to?
Suddenly, Casey?s thumb and forefinger were on her ear. ?Now then, Dirt-bag, I want you to service Duke a little bit. Make him feel like a sexy macho dog, won?t you??
As Lydia?s head was forced to suck Duke?s dick, she realized that she was lucky, as such a little scumbag?to have Masters like Casey and Master Duke
THE END
.
A couple of
young black boys, adorned in baseball hats and doo-rags, laughed in her
direction. ?Whatchoo looking at, white ho?? one jeered, and
Every week
she promised herself she wouldn?t come back. Her therapist had worked with her
for months. ?
?MALE
MASTER LOOKING FOR GENEROUS FEMALE SUBMISSIVES FOR BRIEF INTERLUDES. I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHAT A PILE OF
BILE YOU ARE.?
That had
been the ad in the free weekly. And
As
Last week,
Casey had rubbed Band-Aids in Ben-Gay and put one on each of Lydia?s nipples,
and then made her hold a nickel to the wall with her nose, while kneeling on
bits of gravel. For an hour.
She?d
thought then he would have gotten her up and they?d have gone through the usual
whipping and him allowing her to suck him off. But Casey had just sent her home
then. ?I?m not feeling too social today, Dirtbag? he?d said this, while putting
her five portraits of Ben Franklin in his wallet.
Sometimes
the sessions were long and interesting?invigorating, like the time he?d tied
her to the floor and screwed her pussy with his big toe, or the time he?d tied
her to the bottom of a U-Haul truck (she?d rented it for him) and he?d driven
along a bumpy road and she?d bounced horribly against the steel floor.
Once, Casey
had suspended
Every time
Bonnie had cum, Casey had jumped up and thrashed
But it was
true, she?d cried bitterly while Casey had fucked Bonnie, and Bonnie had
actually made fun of her!
Another
session had consisted of
Whatever he
did to her?the time he?d made her rim out homeless drunk men?s asses at the bus
station?she took it all?because after all, he was her Master Casey!
Just
imagining Casey?s beautiful blond curls, his jutting chin and his contemptuous
look. ?Dirtbag?
Casey always said. ?You know you need this. Just to remind you of how loathsome
you really are.?
And it
wasn?t as if men didn?t like
It was
because men had always treated
Her
fantasies had always been shameful and disgusting?until she?d met Casey. He?d
made everything all right. Somehow, when she left Casey?s ratty house, bruised
and humiliated, the hole in her soul was filled. She had higher self-esteem,
and felt great?but she knew it was unhealthy to do these things.
The woman
didn?t even look up at
There he
was, leaning languorously against the doorjamb. Casey?s muscles seemed to push
out the button down Brooks brothers shirt he had
tucked into his shorts.
?Well, now
Dirtbag?so you?re here. A little early, aren?t we? Hope Cloris wasn?t too
freaked about you practically knocking her down when you came in.?
Casey spun
on his sandaled heel and walked through the tiny kitchen into the living room.
Casey?s
teeth set. ?Take off your bogus business suit, and kneel on the floor, you
pig.?
Casey looked
at her critically. ?You are developing love handles, Dirtbag.? Casey snickered as?
Casey
grinned. ?Maybe I should put you on Hyacinth?s plan. She?s a tubbo, and I cane
her viciously for every pound she?s overweight when she comes here?we get on
the scale and everything. When she actually gains weight after a session, I
whip her tits.?
What was
happening today? Was Casey going to whip her? Cover her with clothespins and
knock them off? That had happened once. He was such an imaginative little fuck.
Casey looked
at Lydia a bit tenderly. ?You know, Lydia, honey. I know it?s difficult being a
slavegirl?and you look so lonely. You probably don?t get laid much.?
Lydia looked
at Casey, amazed. Was he?could he be wanting to make love to her? He?d never
done that, though often she?d rubbed her clit while kissing his feet.
Casey smiled
kindly. ?I want you to have love, too, and I worry so much about you, putting
all this money into your training. I mean, your billable hours probably barely
cover MY billable hours.? Casey snorted at this, and winked at Lydia.
?So I have a
friend, and I want you to meet him. I want you to have an intense time.? Casey
turned and whistled, and in a moment, a naked girl, her head shaved, brought in
a Great Dane. ?This is Duke, honey.? Casey said with a big smile. ?And the
creature pulling him I call Dingleberry. I just shaved Dingle?s head because I
caught her masturbating with a pair of my underwear. Get the fuck out of here,
Dingleberry, and leave Duke with me.?
?The bald woman looked at the ground and walked
out, and the Great Dane came up to Casey, wagging its long tail.
Casey smiled
at the dog and rubbed its head. ?Do I have a treat for you, Dukie! Yes, this is
better than anything you?ve had in a while.?
The dog lay
down and Casey walked over to Lydia and grabbed her by the nape of the neck,
forcing her to the floor. He slapped her ass, hard and she bent it up, and he
began playing his fingers in her clitoris. ?Now, then?doesn?t that smell good??
Lydia
wondered what was going on now. Casey rarely touched her private parts with his
fingers. He even used latex surgeon?s gloves when he put clothespins and her
office binder clips on her mound, but he was stroking her now, and how good it felt!
?Yes, there
we go?are you hot, honey?? Casey?s voice was quite comforting.
?Yes,
Master?I feel quite excited.? Lydia said, breathing heavily. Casey?s fingers
were diligently rubbing her labia, and she was getting more and more excited.
She didn?t
understand why he?d brought his dog in, but maybe he was going to make love to
her, and he liked to have the dog around for comfort.
Lydia was a
bit intimidated with the way that the dog, Duke was looking at her, quite
intently. What the hell was that about? She was so naked?
Casey rubbed
Lydia?s increasingly damp slit. Lydia was getting more and more enthralled.
Casey could be so tender when he wanted to be! Lydia began shaking with the
desire to cum. Ooooh, it feels so good, she thought, as Casey?s long finger
probed her slit, tickling the sides. God this is incredible.
As Casey
rubbed faster, Lydia bucked and gasped. She was getting closer and closer to
cumming. She?d hoped that Casey would fuck her, but this was better than
nothing. But suddenly, as she was going to cum, Casey pulled his finger out
quickly.
?Smell it,
Duke.? There was a panting. ?Yes, you can lick, it it won?t kill you,
boy?though the Dirtbag is a nasty little thing?like motor oil her cum is.?
Lydia
listened dumbly as Duke licked Casey?s finger excitedly. ?Smells good, doesn?t
it??
Lydia turned
around ?Casey, what the hell are you..? Suddenly Casey jumped up and grabbed
Lydia by the hair and slapped her four times across the face. ?Here I am trying
to create a pleasant situation for you, scuzz, and you don?t seem to like it.
Want to leave??
Lydia?s
heart fell into her stomach. She had no idea what was going on, but she didn?t
want to leave, ever. Casey turned to Duke. What about the goddam dog, what
about her? Why was he?oh no, not that.
?Want to
fuck something good and juicy?? Lydia?s ears burned. ?Oh, Dirtbag you are in
for a treat, babe.? Lydia heard Dukes? panting behind her.
This is
awful, she thought. I can?t put up with this! What would Dr. Greenstahl think?
Lydia felt
Duke?s furry form coming up behind her, and all of a sudden he was climbing on
her back. Lydia?s buttocks, which Sherman had kissed because they were
beautiful, were being approached by a?
DOG.
Her
beautiful buttocks. Lydia remembered the previous summer when she and her
girlfriends had gone to Ocean City and she?d stepped out of her cut-offs.
Lydia had
been in her bikini thong, and all the male gasps she?d heard, and how her
girlfriends had giggled?she had a ?Midas Ass? made of gold. And this was what
was happening to it! A Dog.
Rubbing his
filthy nose in her crack, and now she felt his dick against her globes as well!
Suddenly,
Lydia felt Duke climb on and hump her, rubbing his dick against her hole with
all his energy. There was panting. ?Oh, you know, Duke, I think I have an even
better treat for you, boy? came Casey?s voice.
Thank God,
he?s reclaimed his sanity. He?s going to get the dog off her and give it some
food, and she could dress and leave?or maybe he?d fuck her now. She just had to
be degraded before Casey could stick it in?right?
Casey pulled
Duke off Lydia. Thank God, he was just scaring her a little bit. He wasn?t
going to?
Suddenly,
Casey?s thumb and forefinger were on her ear. ?Now then, Dirt-bag, I want you
to service Duke a little bit. Make him feel like a sexy macho dog, won?t you??
As Lydia?s
head was forced to suck Duke?s dick, she realized that she was lucky, as such a
little scumbag?to have Masters like Casey and Master Duke
THE END
.
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FetishThe Company of Companions by La Bruja Mutante Edited by slinet042 "Stop your evil actions, Lord Arcabus! You're outnumbered!" The lich turned his head slowly, as the living corpse he was. He confronted with his gaze the five adventurers that had intruded into his lair, and then he smiled. Or, at least, he showed a largeamount of teeth. "The Company of Companions, just in time..." "Stop acting like you were expecting us, Arcabus. You won't fool us," shouted Sir Santiaco, the...
For the first time in two years, Valira shut her laptop off immediately after recording a film review. The editing process put aside for now, her heartbeat ramped up as the afternoon crept on. A buzzing cellphone skidded along the stone kitchen countertop, prompting a jog towards it from her work desk. Dark, medium-thick locs held in a ponytail slapped her lower back; ample breasts bounced in a white tube top before an abrupt stop and the phone being picked up.“Hello.”“Valira Talan?”“Yes, this...
Fantasy & Sci-FiYou're a bit confused as you sort through the daily mail and find a letter addressed to you from your company, Incarnations Inc. They've never sent you any mail before, preferring to keep things in email and in-person meetings. You aren't exactly highly ranking in the corporate ladder, either. [Dear Mr. Jones, You have been selected to participate in the testing of a previously top-secret prototype android companion which will be making its way into the market within the next five years -...
I think to myself... Tonight could be the night I get to fulfill one of my fantasitys. I can feel my body getting excited and aroused just thinking about it, as I have wanted to try this for a few years, but had not found the right partner to do it with until now. And to actually have my lover involved in it also, what more could a women want. I had just gotten a call from my bodyfriend, Steve, saying that he had finally found what we had been looking for and was bringing it over to my place...
Tears stream down the cheeks of a stunning nineteen year-old redhead, the fluid smearing her makeup and pooling between her lips and the edge of a too-large bit-gag. She screams and struggles, sandwiched between two men each twice her weight. Their cocks fill and tear her holes, lubricated only slightly by the cum of the men that used her just minutes prior. "Do you really think she'll talk?" Don Lurio, famed Mob Boss of West City, towers over his sister-in-law. Leader of the West City Mob,...
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But Mewtwo Taught Daliah how to also speak to humans if one was ever to happen upon the island they lived on. Mewtwo and the other Pokemon wanted nothing but to keep her safe and so they built her a house there on the island. Daliah only a small child at that time wanted to help but Mewtwo sent her off to play with Gardevior. It took at least two years for the "house" to be built, it ended up being enormous. Daliah was about ten then and ended up living with a Growlith in the big...
Casey By Lott Goo By the time Casey was eight years old, he understood the differences between the two genders. He had good role models - his surrogate family, the Anderson's, and his parents. And while he couldn't recall ever meeting a bad man, Casey generally had trouble admiring males. It was different with women. He adored them. He liked everything about them. Casey had a lot of free time to think. His parents left the house early each day and returned late at night....
Introduction: Casey experienced alot in Miami Beach 19 year old Casey moved to trendy Miami Beach in the summer of 2011. She wanted to start off fresh. She came from a small farm town in the mid-west and wanted some adventure. She was a little nave and had never been far from her town of 4000 people. She was what you would call a small town farm girl. She had really good manners and an accent that made her sound cute. If you heard her on the phone you would swear she could work as a polite...
Casey Brand was the most popular girl at Smithville High. She had made varsity cheer in the tenth grade. She excelled at everything she did. She worked hard on her grades and was part of the National Honor Society. She loved cheering but knew her grades were just as important.Casey loved boys. She was dating Todd, the captain of the football team. She was growing bored of him though. Todd was as old as Casey and Casey found him to be immature. He did stupid things that made Casey roll...
TabooShe had really good manners and an accent that made her sound cute. If you heard her on the phone you would swear she could work as a polite sex line chat person. She looked just as cute when you met her. She had long blond curly hair and her legs went on forever. She was well over 5’9”. She kept in shape helping her parents on the farm and was lean and firm. Not an ounce of fat on her. She had a permanent tan from being outside all the time. Her breasts and ass rounded out her body...
Casey Brand was the most popular girl at Smithville High. She had made varsity cheer in the tenth grade. She excelled at everything she did. She worked hard on her grades and was part of the National Honor Society. She loved cheering but knew her grades were just as important. Casey loved boys. She was dating Todd, the captain of the football team. She was growing bored of him though. Todd was as old as Casey and Casey found him to be immature. He did stupid things that made Casey roll her...
Chapter 1 I suppose you could say Casey is a little mixed up, which is understandable considering she hasn't had what you'd call a conventional upbringing. The now 16 year old was constantly fucked by her father, two uncles and her older brother from the age of twelve. Casey fell pregnant at fourteen years old, was taken into care and had her son adopted. She blames her mother for letting it all happen and has been left with demons she uses as an excuse for her own wanton pleasure. Casey...
Casey Willis is a teenage girl. She is in her last year of high school. She’s moody and spends too much time on her cellphone. But, Casey wasn’t like most girls. She had a very unique situation. After puberty, she developed a medical condition. Casey was diagnosed with Galactorrhea. Galactorrhea happens to about twenty-five percent of women, but can also happen to men. Galactorrhea’s main symptom is excessive producing of milk. This condition can happen due to hormone imbalances due...
TabooCasey Calvert was born as Sarah Goldberger in Baltimore, Maryland, on March 17th, 1990, to an Orthodox Jewish family. Let's take a short moment to give thanks to extremist religions.If it weren't for motherfuckers still living in the stone age, we'd have a lot fewer porn stars on planet earth. I'd rather have more porn stars than the world peace cutting religion out could bring. As long as I can jerk off, I don't mind if the world is burning down around me.From Orthodox to Fucking CocksThough...
Twitter Porn AccountsIntroduction: The three girls had fun… Part#2 Angelia could not sleep that night. She thought constantly about having sex with Amy and Casey. She had never witnessed such a sexy thing as the two hot girls having sex with each other. Her husband Ryan snored loudly beside her in bed. He sounded like a freight train. She played with herself as she thought about the two girls who rented the suite across and down from her. She wanted them badly. She stimulated herself to orgasm as she imagined them...
Angelia could not sleep that night. She thought constantly about having sex with Amy and Casey. She had never witnessed such a sexy thing as the two hot girls having sex with each other. Her husband Ryan snored loudly beside her in bed. He sounded like a freight train. She played with herself as she thought about the two girls who rented the suite across and down from her. She wanted them badly. She stimulated herself to orgasm as she imagined them all making out. She cried out as she...
Toha appeared in a grass field at the entrance of a massive set of green shrub and bushes that formed into walls. The walls stood at 10 feet above him so that he could not look over it. Outside he could see grass that grew so large that it seemed like it was guiding him to go into it. Ariadne was nowhere to be seen. He looked around and saw a blue sky and occasional clouds. When he looked behind him, he could see a series of Mountains that he could not recognize. A loud voice filled his...
I was always a bit shorter than the other boys, never as muscular. I always tried to move and act in a masculine manner, but as I grew, I ended up about 5’6” and about 140 pounds with rather a delicate frame. My face was not clearly feminine, kind of in between masculine and feminine. I never had all that much body or facial hair and got teased even as it was. I looked at the girls and I envied them. They could do all kinds of fun things that I could never do. They got to dress up and be...
This is a true story about the first time I shared a sexual experience with a fellow female. Names have been changed and I might have stretched some facts to juice it up but the base is truthful.The coach blew her whistle and we knew it was time to get out the pool, I got out at the side closest to me, my swim suit had run up exposing my ass. I quickly use my thumbs to correct this, unsticking my swim suit from the grip of my butt cheeks. I turned and reached out my hand and helped my best...
BisexualI seriously dont have a clue as to what has come over me. but I have sex on my mind all the time. All I wanted a few days ago was to just see Tommys dick. Now I crave it. Just to give you details, Tommy is my twin brother. Hes 13 like me. My other two brothers are from my dads first wife, who he caught cheating so ive been told. They divorced and he married my mom. But my mother was killed in a car crash when Tommy and I were 2. So I never really knew her. Shane my oldest stepbrother...
Pam and Ethan's sexploits continue... part 13... Ethan does Casey's Mom!Ethan was thrilled. Only ten more minutes left for this short Saturday afternoon and he could go home. The sun was shining, as it had been all week, and he was anticipating the chance to drive his car around and enjoy the rest of the day, then maybe find a woman he had never met before.Then he heard a woman’s voice he did not recognize. “Ethan?”He turned to see who knew him. He was amazed to see a woman who looked...
After a couple months of not talking, me and my friend Casey started talking again. Casey is a . She is tall, thin, and has the best tits ever. The other day I called Casey and invited her to see a movie with me. During the movie we were discussing sex. We have had some of the same partners. So I bluntly said "we should do it, and videotape it". The next day Casey invited me and another guy to her house. When i got there they were sitting on the couch talking. So i sat on her lap and looked her...
LesbianHere she comes again. Walking across the lobby, every head swivels boy and girl, as she makes her way to the back of the room. She is blonde with a certain type of haughtiness that causes women to have uncomfortable thoughts, men wild visions in dreams. Dressed in a red-striped tube top, red miniskirt and 5′ stiletto ruby slippers she was every man’s Dorothy and she was walking into my office. I am a very unimposing man of twenty-six, reddish-brown hair tied back in a ponytail, good enough...
For the next two hours I was like a caged animal. I thought everyone could see that I was wearing a pair of panties. To make matters worse, the crotch was cutting off circulation to my manhood while the back was riding up the crack of my ass. It was humiliating to be explaining something then suddenly turn and have to readjust because of a new spasm of pain. I think an older woman gave me a knowing smile, but at that point I was too horny to think, my precum oozed into the stretched satin. ...
The next day I was a mess. Waiting in anticipation for the moment that Casey would walk in. The day was moving along and still no sign of her, my mind was frazzled. About two o’clock an attractive young lady came into my office. She was about 5’4′ with long dirty blonde hair and a rack that barely managed to stay held in the halter she was wearing. She could be described as slightly overweight due to her large breasts and a classic bubble butt encased in white shorts. God the spring really...
This is a true story which happened recently, so I have changed the lady's name to protect her identity. I travel a lot for work and spend half my life in hotels. It’s a solitary existence, but I enjoy it. One evening, my train was delayed. By the time I had checked into my hotel, found my room, texted the wife to let her know I’d arrived, and gone downstairs to eat, the restaurant was packed. There was only one free seat left in the whole room, and the other seat at the table was occupied...
Chapter 1 Sue is a woman in her early 50s, and single, she has had several intimate relationships with men, but has always had an interest, although subdued in other women and secretly her fantasy is to be used and sexually abused by a young black woman! . She is an attractive “Full figured woman” with incredibly large 38” DDD tits and looks a bit younger than her age. She had recently been hired as an advertising agent which in itself was quite remarkable for this time in her life,...
Chapter 1 Dominique Carter placed the highball in the hand of the buxom blonde thirteen year old and stepped back, her deep green eyes smiling felinely. "Go on, dear, there's no harm in it," she coaxed. "It's just a little highball." But Ellen Winthrop, whose father had died nine months previous after an acute bout with alcoholism, shook her pretty head firmly. Her satiny soft long blonde hair flew attractively around her perfectly oval youthful face. The long...
He was a knight in foreign lands well to the west of his home territory. He was dark haired with short curls and deep dark pools of eyes, many people never noticed there were no whites to them at all. His weathered skin gave him the appearance of being from the southern area of the Menthino. Tall and muscular he had a gangly look about him, but moved with the fluid grace of a long time ranger. He didn't appear to be a knight, his armor was beyond 'minimal' consisting of single...
Click straight onto the prologue to start reading. This is my first 'noodle' story on CHYOA. That is, it's a series of chapters in sequence, not parallel. This means there aren't any branching points planned, which may seem strange, but the CHYOA format is ideal for an erotic serial-type story such as this. For clarification, all characters depicted in sexual situations are definitely adults, though this is obvious in context. Unlike, say, Dungeons & Dragons, or Lord of the Rings, there is no...
FantasyThere are beings in this world people don't know about. Hidden. Ancient. Strange. Among them is one peculiar kind of demon. One born of human passions and cravings with lust that is incarnate. The ones with female aspects are called succubi while the male ones are incubi. They roam the earth in search of sexual energy, their one and only source of sustenance. Wielding strange powers they sway mortals from the good path into the world of debauchery and perversion. There is one of them who is...
Mind ControlIf people saw us on the planes, airports or at a convention they wouldn’t even have noticed anything remarkable. Just another executive and his young assistant. Him: Tie, suit, white shirt, shiny shoes and a lab top bag. Her: smart grey suit, blouse, hair to the back in a tight pony tail, glasses. Something you saw at every airport around the world a thousand times. But we had our little secrets. She was young, quite young, in her mid-20s. Of course she would always book two rooms for us, but...
Jane -- The coming of Carol. Jane lifted a dirty hand to brush the sweaty fringe of hair from her eyesand looked with satisfaction at the end result of her labours of the last fewweeks. Solid and sturdy, it looked smaller than she'd expected but she knewit would seem larger from inside. She walked around it, pausing at its doorto work its lock several times to reassure herself of its fail-safe operation,before putting away her tools, each in its proper place, and leaving the barnfor her...
It didn’t take long to locate the ship and dock with it. “Hmmm ... The game is afoot, Dr. Watson,” I said with a smirk on my face. I knew my ship Ethereal was custom made just for me, so I knew it was unique. Yet, this small cruiser had a docking cradle that fit my ship perfectly. As soon as the ship was secured in the custom cradle a set of stairs approached the cockpit. I opened the canopy and climbed out. The moment I stepped onto the stairs the cradle moved my ship to a storage bay,...
It was early Sunday evening and we were sitting at the dinner table, my husband William, my 15-year-old son John and me. My name is Rosa and I'll turn 39 next month. We had just finished dinner when the subject of my next business trip came up in the conversation. I am currently the vice president of new business development at a major healthcare company and as such responsible for sales to hospitals in the eastern third of the country. The company I work for develops and manages new...
Symbols. Everywhere I went, in every person around me, I could 'see' them swirling in their minds, down their necks, and if I concentrated, I could even follow them to the tips of their toes and back. I had been back in school for three days, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get my attention off my newly formed sense. Every minute I seemed to sharpen my focus, gathering even more understanding and detail of these mysterious objects that had no mass. I had never felt so...
I lay back, catching my breath and letting some of the nervous energy drain away. So far I had been in this timeline for two days and I had now killed three men. Yip, my 'death is common' chant was proving very true indeed. I rolled over and stood up, crossing to the woman to see if she needed help. I looked down at her and saw her eyes widen as she took in my size and the jeans and boots I was wearing. She was quite obviously still spooked, probably in shock from the rape and watching both...