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I remember when I first woke up and saw him – my Master. Awkward hands rubbed me. I was not sure what to do with these new feelings awakened by Master, but I quickly learned. I am not going to lie; he was a little rough at first, and rarely let me sleep.

Now, I love his long strokes up and down me, and that mind-blowing release at the end is second to none. We have grown very close. He knows when I need his touches and when I need to rest for a while.

Master becomes pretty demanding as the years progress. He expects me to obey him immediately – whether that means remaining inconspicuous in certain situations or jumping to attention, ready to show off and perform. Sometimes his demands cause me anxiety, and I retaliate by withdrawing. Although, I know even when he thumps me to settle me down or wrestles me awake, he values me and would die if anything serious ever happened to me.

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I guess I should introduce myself. Hello, I am Master’s cock. I don’t have a name. Some of my fellow cocks have names, like Zeus, Black Stallion, Big John, and Little Willy, to name a few. Little Willy doesn’t especially like his name. Sometimes, I wish Master had named me, but I am mostly okay with not having a name.

When I am awake, I am often challenged. I delicately maneuver tight crevices, yet also find myself in some pretty massive caves. I prefer the tight crevices. Boy, do I prefer exploring the tight crevices! Their walls pushing and pulling against my sensitive skin is unmatched. In a cave, I frantically search for a wall to touch – darting this way and that way, needing something to touch me showing that I am not alone in here.

I remember the day I first spied, with my one eye, two enormous tits. Now, I have seen many tits in my day – some small, many perky, and others bigger. These were like none my eye had seen before … melons … juicy, round, squeezable melons.

Oh boy! Master leads me right to them. I can’t wait to rub my head against one of those erect, delicious nipples. Wait, where’s he going? He misses! What the fuck? How can you miss those ginormous things, Master?

Need to know: sometimes Master has trouble with his aim and has to fumble a little to get me where I need to go. I try to be patient with him.

Okay. He gently lays me between these 40 Ds. This is acceptable, and I try to wiggle a little to cop a feel. But, then they squish around me, hugging me tightly. Oh yeah, baby! This is nice! Master pushes me up and down her soft skin, being sandwiched between these huge pillows, and it is turning me on. I am not turned on to the point of cumming, but this is a great feeling nonetheless. Great instincts, Master!

On other days, soft, slender fingers reach down and take hold of me. I always enjoy hands rubbing me. The friction against my sensitive skin – up and down – up and down. Master still rubs me, but I enjoy new hands trying to figure out how to handle me. I love being rubbed from bottom to top – hands meticulously working my entire length, and up and over the ridge to my head. And baby, throw in some lotion and I am done. You will see the fruits of your labor hopefully squirt all over your delicious tits.

When I was older, I discovered lips. I will tell you about when my one eye first spied fire-engine red, glossy lips coming my way. I have to be truthful I freaked out at first. Within those lips were teeth – sharp, pointed teeth. And you know what teeth can do to a sensitive guy like me. Ow! I shudder to think about it. I almost – almost – retreated in fear.

Lips, to my surprise, you handle me gently. I feel your incredible warmth and wetness, dragging up and down me. A soft hand takes hold and urges me in deeper. My eye sees the hanging ball living in the back of the throat coming towards me, then blackness. I am sucked down a black hole and this is the best feeling I have ever experienced. I almost explode the first time, but hold myself together to enjoy a few more swallows. My head wants to wear a nice pair of lips like a hat all the time.

Ahhhhh! And then there is pussy. That soft, tight, wet creature I can’t live without. And you are surrounded by more lips. Lips. Lips. Lips. Whether up top or down lower, lips always get a rise out of me. As I knock on your door, tight pussy, I wonder what treasures await me inside. Will you join in the sensual dance and move with me, or simply relax and luxuriate in my movements? Will you open up for me or squeeze me tightly? I long to feel your spasms, sweet pussy. You shower me with your love when I treat you right. I want you, pussy. Need you. Nothing makes me happier than to fill you with my cum. Do you feel my love when I cum?

Sadly, there are a few copy-cats lurking around. They are known as dildos. Some pussies have gone to the dark side and chosen them over my kind. Dildos try to intimate me with their longer lengths and multiple functions. I don’t fear you, dildo! You need to understand, nothing beats the real thing, baby. I know my value.

Sweet pussy, can a dildo lengthen inside you? Can your dildo spray you with hot cum? Can you feel the warmth of the blood rushing through a dildo? I think not. You don’t need to hold me. I gladly do all the work, while you lay back and enjoy my fuck. Use your free hands to strum your sensitive clit, or roll your taut nipples with your fingers. Whatever you want to do, do it, and I will keep on fucking. I got you, pussy! And I keep you guessing as to what my next move will be. Maybe I will slowly slide into your softness and then teasingly retreat. Maybe I will pound and pound and pound until you grip me in your orgasmic spasms. You just never know what I will do to you, lovely pussy.

Thank you for listening to the musings of this cock. I agree I am not the most complicated thing in the world to figure out. I wouldn’t dare compare myself to the mysteries of you, delicious pussy. And please don’t get me confused with my neighbors, the ball twins. They are sissies; they cry Waaa! Waaa! Waaaaa! like little babies even if slightly tapped. So, if you have a cock near you, go show him some love. Lips, take me in deep; I like that. Hands, stroke me; relish in my length you draw out of me. Pussy, pull me in tightly; shower me with your juices.

Lastly, I must confess, as I get older, I may not obey Master as quickly, but I am still a valuable member of society, and need your love and attention. Please, show me some love, baby!

Cock out.

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HI THIS IS SHIVANI 25 YRS OLD GIRL WRITTING A TRUE EXPERIENCE WHICH OCCURED QUITE BY CHANCE.. I HAVE BEEN SEEING MY BF PRASHANT ABT 2 YRS NOW.. WE HAVE SEX ATLEAST THREE TIMES A WEEK. AND I ENJOYED IT WITH HIM. I HAD NEVER HAD SEX WITH ANY GUY BEFORE.. SO ALL I KNEW WAS OF PRASHANT ONLY.. THIS INCIDENT OCCURED WHEN I , PRASHANT AND HIS FRIEND IMRAN DECIDED TO GO OUT FOR MOVIE TOGETHER.. I STAY QUITE NEAR TO IMRANS HOUSE. WE ALL DECIDED TO MEET AT IMRANS HOUSE AND THEN GO FOR THE MOVIE.. THE...

Its good being the boss

Owning your own business has it’s downsides, sure. Bills, responsibilty, there’s no real stability and a hell of a lot of pressure, of course it does have perks as well. You can make your own hours and you don’t really answer to anyone but the government I suppose. And you have employees to do the shitty work for you. Being the boss can be fun, but much of the time there are hard decisions you have to make. That’s what this story is about and I swear to god it’s true!Michelle had been working...

Anatomy Lesson an ENM story

Author’s note: This is a story I wrote almost entirely in one sitting in August of 2020, over the course of a very long car ride. I’m posting it more or less unchanged in a handful of large chunks. It’s possible there will be a few typos but I’ll try my best to keep it looking nice. Hope you enjoy!

me and mom

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Early Anal Fun

This is a wee account of me as a teenager in the 90's and some of my first experiences of anal fun. I can't remember the show but it was late on a Friday, one day in the mid 90's. I was watching T.V, well, flicking between some "erotic movie" on Channel 4 and some stand up comedy thing on ITV. As any healthy teen boy would, being the only one awake in the house, I had the volume low, so as not to disturb my family. I also had my cock out. Unsurprisingly I was rock hard. But what got me turned...

Jasons QuestChapter 16 Jason

The ride that morning led Jase southwest out of Milledgeville toward his destination of Macon. From Macon, he would ride nearly straight west to Columbus. Then it was another more or less straight shot west across the Alabama line to Montgomery. It would be a long ride. In fact, it would be early fall before he reached Montgomery. His first major stop was in Macon. But Macon was full of Union troops and Carpetbaggers so he did not stay long before he set out for Columbus. The last night on...

A WellLived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 32 A WellLived Life Part III

April, 1984, Chicago Illinois “Who goes first?” I asked. “I believe I should,” Anala said. “I have the more important issue, really.” “I agree. Becky is not as nearly important as Stephanie. Go ahead.” “I wondered, for several months, what you were hiding from me. I had all manner of speculation as to what it could be. A criminal past. Some terrible thing you might have done to a girl. Some other dark part of your past. Never would I have guessed it was a sexual relationship with your...

Free Trader Marys DreamChapter 13 Snippets From a NotSoRandom Chat Room

TERRA CHAT: Room XDFJAR514329KUR5 (Anonymous) Morgana: You know, I forgot how often you jump into action. Didn’t you think there was a better way to alert them then, you know, violating OpSec and revealing yourself? Tristan: Oh hello, Morgana. Fancy meeting you here. Morgana: That’s not answering my question, damnit... Tristan: Calm down, will you? Morgana: You know the rules. No endangering mission security! Tristan: Well, let’s put it this way. If you could come up with a better way...

HOT CHACHI

This has happened when I was at 25 waiting for marriage and Sheeba and Asha were studying in a college. And Justin was studying in PUC. We used to sleep in a big bed room and our parents sleep in their separate bedroom. Justin used to sleep in hall. One day my father’s colleague those who are staying in our quarters came to our house for my marriage proposal. The next day again they came along with their son David, working in Railways. They have seen me and said ok and fixed date for...

The NeighborhoodChapter 2

Bret continued to date Sally and took her out for dinner on most Saturdays. It was only dinner so far but she seemed to be warming to him. He had long operated under the impression that a woman would tell him in some way if she wants to take the relationship to the next level. He also thought he would spoil himself a little and looked to hire a cleaning lady. One of the neighbors, Trish Stevens, mentioned the lady she used. She said Consuelo Gonzales was excellent and gave Bret the contact...

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