Category: Erotica

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT 84 Chained Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Peering through the peep hole. Seeing Chica so soon after their last encounter butt my trained eye seeing her collar, seeing a matching lead running off to the side. Feeling myself and wondering what he was doing at my chamber. “Mmm, so wet and with that prize cunt eater standing right there” even as I was speaking I felt my hands opening the door.

Shoving the door in butt not loosing hold on the silver gold lead. Backing my most trusted subject up till she had no further to go. Watching as my wife fell backwards, fell on to the soft surface of a couch. Watching the fear in her eyes not only for my intrusion into her private domain butt that I hauled her most secretive sin behind me.
“Hello my dear” seizing her hair as I jerked her head up. “Yes it is about time that you showed our new subject what any woman needs to do before she address me” my cock only one thrust away from her mouth. Read more »

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT Cock Sucking Slut Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Smiling, imagining if I got to taste that cunt everyday, every second! Butt an order is a order, my hand hesitated, shaking while on the door knob. “How, how could… Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” feeling the orgasm as it left my body. Feeling the wetness as it coated my fingers. Then realizing that my hand was turning tricks within my own puss.. pussy…

Watching, waiting, knowing full well that I shall have my own little cunt back on the end of my polla before too long. Seeing the door knob turn, seeing it shake my cock was growing harder by the second! “Cum here Chica” played at the end of my lips. I saw the door knob turn, the shadow started to grow! My pacing, my stalking of this raven haired beauty…
Catching her from behind. My cock pressed into her ass crack. Her chest melding with the wall while I licked her neck. “Your Rey has cum for you Chica” tumbled from my mouth as I seized her other arm. Pressing them together, feeling the dampness from her coño. My hand struck out!
The impact with that culo, the ripple effect, the redness that one hard spank could give. Read more »

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT 82 Burning Desire Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Laying there while a big strong man with his cock waving over my face slowly unlatches my restraints. “Don’t you want me anymore” sparkled in my eyes while I squeezed my tits together. “You can still have me even like this” rattling my only cuff that was still attached to my body. Giving him that doe-eyed look. “I could make all your feelings cum out” trying butt for some reason my hand just had to.
“Oh Ooh fuckkk Mmm” as my hand touched my clit, squeezed my cunt. Looking dejected I stared back at Brick. “You don’t want me anymore” letting my bottom lip quiver, tears welling up in my eyes. “Just a taste” I whimpered. “Just the head so I can give it the good morning kiss” going from the dejected into the school girl. My hand pressed on my clit, wanting to twist it finger position.
Watching as he turn his back to me… Watching as his frame blocked the door! Watching as my finger finally started to tease my clit, to tOoo… “Ooo OooOoooOoooo Mmm fuckkk” as my hips lunged up, as more of my fingers joined in torturing my slit. “More yesss mOoore… OooohOooohOooohOoooh” between my hips and stomach the orgasm came fast as I pawed at my leg while I played! Read more »

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT 81 Where Loyalty Lies Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

“Mmm, now I am one hot perra” running my tits in between my arms. Umm, to think that my husband would ever look at that Chica” gripping my coochie, squeezing it and, and… Closing my eyes and deciding if she would be worth the trip down stairs. Tapping my clit, getting very desperate for some attention other than my skilled hands. “Fine, I’ll give her the chance” throwing my blonde hair over my shoulder and staring at that bitch in the mirror. “Everything is smooth, plucked and, Mmm waxed Debbie. Now let’s see if that Chica is worth all this commotion” kicking up my heel as I pinched my nipple on my way away from that gorgeous site in the mirror. Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 239 Dark Haired Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

Taking in the deepest breath of her life, Clarissa was about to enter the public shower just off the Pink Sands Beach. Thinking back at how naughty she felt letting her breasts show butt now looking down and seeing her twin triple S’s with a green string outlining them. “Ok.. here goes” she said more to herself for cumfort then anyone else. Holding her breath until she was two steps inside.. “Breath.. breath, breath” was screamed at her until she realized that Clarissa Love was alone in the shower. Taking a ragged and shaky breath, “You live in a sorority and yet you’re still afraid of public showers.. cum on girl get it together” Clarissa tried to play it off as she felt the grit of sand in every joint. “Do you want to lick sand, duh no and neither does your love A’drea” squaring her shoulders, thrusting out her chest she stepped forward.
Feeling the hot water running over her body, “See perfect temp and (squeezing her bum) perfect cumpany.” Grinning like the little cum thief she was both hands returned to the top of this whole sandy mess.
With the water cascading down on her hair Clarissa could feel the grit washing away from it strand by strand. Feeling her ass as the discard from her blonde locks washed over its domain. Thinking “I wish I had my hands.. Oh yeh..” As a pair of hands spread her ass cheeks allowing what ever sandy granules to wash off. “Wait if my hands are.. Mmmmmmmmm” feeling the terror as a tongue pierced the space between screaming out in panic and moaning out in lust.
“You are Jax! Right, Ooo I’m so fucking horny and I found you, Jax!” The mystery deepened as the orgasm rose above all else. Trading licks between Clarissa’s asshole and cunt any stoppage now would be would be just mean. “Oh fuckkk.. I’m licking.. Jax.. Ooooh OooOoooOoooo..” burying her face into Clarissa’s ass, tongue exploring the full tempest of her asshole.
The terrified look on Clarissa’s face soon faded as the next orgasm was chambered. Leaning forward till her triple S’s where pressed against the cold tile wall. “No, no.. Ooooh fuckkk” hoping that this shock to her tits would make her legs run in fear. “I’m.. I’m.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh” thrusting her ass back as her tits drug down along the cold tile stinging her already super hard nipples.
The sounds that came from the floor where lost over two moaning beauties, even as one just suctioned cupped a massive toy to the shower floor. Bouncing up and down while pressing this dildo against her cunt. Her tongue darting in and out of Clarissa’s darkest desire. Then it hit again, the next orgasm! This one more powerful than the first as her body spasmed in response. “O..h yesss I.. I will cum.. to.. tOoo Ooooh fuckkk yesss..” making the switch from pussy jerk to full anal in just a matter of a heartbeat. “Ooooh fuckkk Mmm assOooohle” grounding herself as the biggest orgasm rocked her light body. Hands no longer on Jax’s ass instead gripping her legs as the orgasm tortured every fiber of her body.
“Yesss, just.. just..” trying her hardest to say “I’m not Jax” at least not at the moment. Butt that pesky tongue sought more then just Clarissa’s darkest desire. Lashing out as it glided along her lips! Rimming her asshole once again just a half of breath before piercing Clarissa’s swollen cunt. “Ooooh.. fuckkk Mmm Mmmm.. Mmmmmmmmm” Clarissa shuttered. Was this a fan gone wild? Or has there truly been a Jax hunt on? Two questions that would wait for a un-orgasmic time.
“I can’t wait to tell my girlfriend’s that I just fucked Jax!” Any hopes of stopping the Mistress of Darkness just disappeared just as quickly as they had appeared.
“Oh sorry, gotta run.. got to tell my girlfriend’s that I just fucked Jax!” As this dark haired woman collided with A’drea on her way from the public shower. The excitement was written all over her body especially the “I fucked Jax” part.
“Mmm, just as sexy as ever” A’drea slipped her hands in front of Clarissa’s triple S’s as their bodies melded into one. “Thanks for getting cleaned up for me..”
“Excuse me I forgot my dildo” grinned that same dark haired beauty that collided with A’drea outside. A simple pull along with releasing the suction cup and she was gone again.
“You sure are popular today .. maybe I should..” throwing Clarissa over her shoulder was a easy task. “..adultnap you back to my digs” A’drea growled.

A MARRIED COUPLE’S MONDAY PT. 01

*6:30 AM*

A married couple lays on a messy bed, clothes scattered around it. The alarm goes off. He slowly wakes up and turns it off. His wife has the day off so she doesn’t have to wake up with him. After a few moments of holding his wife in his arms, he stands up and walks over to the bathroom. On the way over he gathers the clothes on the floor and throws them into the laundry.

As he turns on the shower and soaps himself in his wife wakes up from all the noise. A smile forms on her face as she remembers what they had done last evening. She stands up, walks over to the bathroom and opens the door. Her face lights up as she sees him standing in the shower, his cock soaped in. “Good morning”, she says. He turns around and in the doorway is his wife, naked, looking at him. “I hope I didn’t wake you.” To his surprise, she doesn’t join him but instead walks downstairs. He quickly finishes showering, gets dressed for work and heads downstairs as well. Read more »

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The absolution of Ethelwyn. [M/F]

*Just something I wrote quickly and off the cuff.*

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Ethelwyn sat in the dark confessional yet again, one more time in countless times before her, a routine part of her life these past thirty-two years in this, the year of our Lord 1389. Always the same.

Until today.

“Blessing upon you, my child,” murmured Father Othred in the chamber alongside her.

“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It has been one week since my last confession,” she began.

“I am ready,” he said, waiting for the usual; a curse word, a fleeting,improper thought, a snack stolen from the evening meal’s preparation.

“Father, last week I committed the sin of adultery in my heart.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Go on?” he said, expecting nothing more than a sideways glance at the tavernkeeper or the like.

“Father, you know the new blacksmith within the town? The one arrived from Derryshire?”

“I do?”

“Well..,” she paused for a second, “I looked at him like a woman looks at a man.”

“I see?”

“And…and I did more than that! Many times I stole past his foundry – though I could have taken another path! – in order to gaze upon him. And…and I did more still!” Read more »

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Outside [postapocalyptic][femdom][rape]

*26th September 1983 was the beginning of the end. Stanislav Petrov, the officer on duty at Moscow’s Serpukhov 15 bunker was close to dozing off when he was awoken by the sharp siren that pierced through the dead of night. On his screen, five bright green fluorescent dots flashed off of the coast of America. Cursing and shaking, he picked up his phone.*

*News of the pending attack was escalated up the chain of command within a matter of minutes before the fateful decision for retaliation was made. Fourty minutes later, amid a storm of fire, explosion and radiation, millenia of human knowledge, wisdom and culture was erased from the Earth.*

**Or so I am told.**
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I’ve always wondered if my teachers truly believe the story they preach us. It has been generations since the war. Those who were fortunate to survive fled underground and had been here since. The last of those who had memories of life before the war had long passed many generations ago. No one knows whats the surface is like and no one dares to set foot into it. The surface, just like the past, is an ideal that is not to be reached, but also too precious to forget. Read more »