“I think this will cheer up Barry” I tell the gang of 5. Ding dong goes the bell and when he answers Devon says “Surprise it’s a homo invasion even though that guy is straight” as he points at Lane. “Thanks man way to feel outcast I’m kidding Hi Barry.” Barry smiles and tell everyone to come on in. “Hello detective Lane, hello detective Grant” and they hug. Everyone gets into Barry’s living room and Devon hands him the box “Its those cock cakes from spread em bakery.” He says je loves those and even Lane wants one “You look good Lane” Barry comments on his weight loss “Yes I have lost 15 pounds, but I will indulge those look great.” We all eat and by the time our cakes are gone he is in better spirits. “Thank you, Devon, Scott, Marcus and Marcus, Lane too I am a very lucky guy to have all of you to cheer me up.”
I ride back home with club Marcus because yeah, we have been fooling around, I mean a gay boy needs some action and with us no strings attached. “Dam dude that nut suck you do is awesome” as I kiss him goodnight. He gropes my cock and says, “I like your thrusts pretty boy give me some sugar.” I kiss him more before he takes off, I do feel wanted at least but he is not off my mind yet. I unwarp my shirts from the cleaners and get my green one out to go with my black slacks. I left something in the pocket, so they put it in the envelope it is a picture of Robbie and I on the beach with King. I do like this picture its special so I will frame it later. Now I need to get to bed tomorrow is the staff party, so I need my beauty sleep.
Blonde Island the next morning
“Yes, chief thank you for the forensic report I know I need to read it and I will, right now its very raw.” I thank him and get back to my desk just then Brian calls. “Hey commander what can I do for you” I hear all about his plan to woo my newly found sister back (though I have known her my whole like we just found out we share a father). “It sounds super adorable so my hopes are that it works and yes you can barrow King he likes you too, I’ll bring him tomorrow.” I crack open the report and my stomach hurts it was murder suicide but the bullets do not match dads gun they found another weapon in the truck but where did it come from.
Amara that morning
After breakfast I talk to Lane, and he says we will be on surveillance this weekend so make no plans. “You sure know how to treat a guy do you do this with the ladies” I laugh, and he is slightly amused. “No, I take them to dinner and a movie first then I make my move I will let you know when.” I grab the shirt and slacks with my work clothes on I will be helping Vivian with reports and grades just like I did before the great orgy (aka Christmas break). I get a call from Brian in the car on my way to work he has a whole plan to get Heather back that includes King “You give him chest scratches from me, and you go man.” After getting half the alphabet done its lunch time so down to the cafeteria. I get down there and Marie is putting out chips and cheese sauce for nachos, yum my favorite. “Hey, Scott, I will be right their nacho day is nuts but thankfully the lunch rush is almost over.” I wait my turn and dish up chips, meat, cheese sauce, beans, and some tomatoes. Marie and I are chatting when she chimes in with “I think Jane is sleeping with our dean.” I swallow and drink some tea “Yes I know this Marie, Devon and I saw them in the tall grass by pussy lake I know I should have said something, but I saw you happy, so I am a dumb friend.” She tells me no I am not but all though that annoys her there is not much that can be done. “I am smitten with her even though yes she is trans and dose not want the surgery right now the sex is amazing.”
After lunch Miss Grant and I head to the Art Building to get some stuff set up for the party tonight. Britt is helping us; we get place cards set in no time. I get to sit with pretty much everyone I sat with at the awards ceremony. “I love my place setting I don’t have to make dumb small talk” Vivian tells me “Small talk is good, and you should interact with more staff its only polite.” I tell her yes Miss Grant and we all finish up.
Blonde Island
“I will see you tomorrow Betty here are the tickets to Sundays show for the kindergarten class.” She tells me “Thanks hon and its pre-school but they love the shows, it will be a packed house bring the dog.” I tell her I will and hop on my bike. I get over to Brian and drop off the recipe I found for chocolate Lava cakes. “You are really putting on the dog my man you should be getting an A plus.” He tells me he hopes so including some groveling “I really do love her and Lila too, but my family dynamic was really screwed and children of my own was never a thought.” We say our goodbyes and I hit the road I need to clear my head Scott has been on my mind and I want to go to our beach where we first met. I get going and see a familiar truck pulling up behind me and keeping pace. I hit my earpiece and call Betty. “Hey betty, its Robbie. I am being followed, I am up near the base I just left heading up Farmers hill. Hey man back off” I wave them around, but they do not pass. “Its Richard ahhhhhh help Betty.” The last thing I hear is “Robbie, Robbie answer me.” “All units attention this is Betty, and we have an officer in civilian clothes on a Honda motorcycle up on Farmers Hill Road all units respond officer down.” I come too for a few minutes, and I am loaded into the ambulance I see Brian. “Hey man you are going to be fine I am on this investigation we will find out who did this.” I look at him and say, “King to Scott if something happens, it was Richard.” Brian looks at me and says, “You got is who is Richard.” The ambulance pulls away and no one is answering my questions. “Ok well if no one wants to talk I know someone who will right Betty.” Betty is on the radio and suddenly everyone starts talking, then Oren comes up. “Commander Marten” I look at him and salute “You do not need to salute me, Oren.” Oren tells me what he saw from the air and that he did not realize it was Robbie. “Have you told you brother, yet I know they had a falling out, but he might want to know. “I tell him I am not looking forward to that call but yes I will.
Amara
We are finally all done, and I am changing my clothes when I see my brother is calling. “Hey man have you done the begging and pleading yet or have you turned chicken.” I was not prepared for what he told me “Robbie was run off the road he is in the hospital in a coma, he wants you to have King if anything happens.” I drop my phone and the next thing I know Vivian and Britt were trying to revive me. “Hello is this Brian” he says yes “This is Brain who are you.” She says, “I am Vivian Scott’s mother by birth and technically your aunt so what’s going on.” Britt is panicking and trying to speak Mel heard the commotion from the office, so she comes in to sign. I come too after Dean Kane breaks open a smelling salt. “I need some water and Vivian goes to get me one. I tell everyone what Brian told me and I lose it. Dean Kane helps me up, Vivian hugs me and Mel and Britt tell me they are deeply sorry. “Scott hang in their school is almost over then you can go see Robbie I am sure Brian will keep you posted.” Vivian is trying to help me feel better. “I wish we could let you go but this is the last three days of finals so yes you are stuck here.” I look at our dean and tell him “Yes I know but if I am a but distracted do not get all uppity.” I sit at my desk and chug the water. I call Lane and ask if I can barrow his police radio, he tells me he heard what happened and yes come down anytime. I am numb when Vivian comes back in and tells me it is time to change, we need to get to the party. I get my clothes on and head down to the building my head and heart are not into this, but it needs to be done. I win a student award for coolest motorcycle, so I thank everyone and after the ceremony is done, I head to Lane’s, and I get Blonde Island on the line and chief Denton tells me what happened.
Tag: Bondage
If there are some grammar mistakes it’s because i Originally wrote it in German.
Well then,, since I saw you are keen on bondage i thought you’d might fancy a read
Help! I’m stuck. [F/M, bestfriends, light bondage, long]
I’m getting ready for a party and are waiting for my best friend. We have known each other since we were pre teens and our fathers started working together. People used to make a big deal out of our friendship, they expected us to be a couple since our teens, but we are just friends. Even if there is some sexual chemistry there, neither of us would act on it in fear of ruin our friendship.
I greet my friend still in my robe, probably looking a bit crazed. “Sorry, I’m stressing. I can’t find any ting to wear tonight”.
You laugh, “what’s new?”. You know me well enough that this will take a bit of time. So you walk in and grab a beer, and get comfortable on the couch and put on the tv.
Married Woman, excited for some fun [MF][bd][oral][cheating]
I had been waiting for this night all week. My kids are gone, and my husband is about to walk out the door for work. I kept an eye on the clock knowing he couldn’t leave late tonight or else everything could go wrong. I give him a kiss at the door and wish him luck at work. It’s 9:00pm, right on schedule. I now have 30 minutes to prepare for you to walk through my door. I get excited just to think about what the next hours will bring. I sent you a text message earlier that day with instructions on what to do. You don’t know what is in store for tonight, but you are hard knowing the trouble we could get into over the next many hours. You park your car down the street so the neighbors don’t see you at my house. You take a calming breath before reading the text message again. It reads “be at my house at 9:30, the door will be unlocked. Let yourself in. Walk through the kitchen and living room, you will see the bedroom door on the left. Come on in. I can’t wait to see you. XOXO -your dirty slut”. Your cock twitches in anticipation. You check the time, 9:29pm. Perfect, you climb out of the car and walk down to the address I sent you before.
[FM4F] a success story of Domination, Bdsm, waterboarding, dessert, and a nice weekend.
We have posted before regarding our meetups with dark unicorns (a woman seeking a threesome with a couple, in a BDSM context). It has been asked that we update as we do, we have had a few forays that went undocumented but this one we just had to put to pen so to speak. It’s long, no apologies. I give advice throughout it, take it for what it’s worth or don’t I don’t have an agenda but there are things I wish I had known or considered when we first started. I figure I should pass on that knowledge.
First, off we are a long-married couple 14 years, MF and we are really kinky and into harder BDSM, we like submissive women, we aren’t swingers, no swapping, no munches, just the occasional woman to share and abuse together additionally we tend to play with the same woman for an ongoing relationship. We are into fitness and on the attractive side, my wife is simply put; stunning, I am slightly above average if only because I keep fit and dress well not through any genetic gifts.
So, we had posted one of our Reddit ad’s, they are easy to find on our profile, in summary, they are incredibly detailed and even have a FAQ a bit of humor and are concise in what we are looking for. We think that is important. This last time we got a good number of responses we filtered out the ones that are one word or something dumb like ‘let’s fuck’. Move on through them and chat with a few, filter out some that do not really match well. It’s a very physical thing and if you aren’t attracted or have some characteristic that isn’t acceptable you need to politely move on, if you’re just starting out as a couple, don’t settle for something that isn’t going to do it for BOTH of you.
So, the woman we met replied and wrote a very in-depth original message, covering her thoughts and feelings on most of the things in our post, where she’s from a bit of her background, kinks of course, but personal stuff just telling us about her. This shows a few things, she is likely a real person, she was detailed and read our post, most catfish are lazy, and won’t and she had some humor which matters to us a lot.
We started chatting on KIK, we verified, no issues, went over basic stuff. We did a video chat, my wife liked her, and the pics matched her. She was a bit nervous but it’s to be expected. It’s hard via, video chat to really vibe, so if it’s not perfect at first give things a chance.
Here is the thing, most of the women we have met are not vixens or in the sex scene, so if you expect a woman just because she wants a CNC/BDSM scene to be slutty and begging you to destroy her like she is a pro in a porno, you are likely headed for disappointment. We were not and she didn’t we liked the bit of shyness. Moving forward let’s give her a name, let’s call her W.
So over the next week, we talk and message the three of us we communicate a lot, getting to know her chatting almost daily answering questions, making as sure as possible we will get along. It’s a relationship, remember that and all relations need to be nurtured, this is the same you get out what you put in. After a good while we all decide let’s meet, we bought her a ticket to come fly in she lives a few states away. So, there is some financial risk, but you gotta roll the dice in life, nobody who never plays wins.
W fly’s in we were in communication often and we picked her up at the airport, it’s noteworthy that she is much younger, were in our 40’s she in her, mid 20’s. We were waiting and I greeted her at the arrivals took her bag and hugged her, she looked adorable, dressed conservatively she is fit and cute, big eyes and a perfect little nose, I daresay better than the pics, which is another thing I would recommend, don’t send someone filtered pics, send good pics sure, but honest pics, if you’re going to meet don’t set yourself up for failure. If they don’t think you’re attractive the real you, you aren’t going to trick them into fucking you and you made the whole thing uncomfortable. That said she looked great, if she liked me or didn’t I couldn’t tell, I tend to not be photogenic but she looked uncertain. I figured she may be nervous and who could blame her? But I smiled said I was glad to see her and tried to be as non-threatening as possible. I’m a dom, yes, but that definitely doesn’t mean you need to be a douchbag, and being a gentleman in most aspects of your life doesn’t mean you can’t be rough when it’s required.
We walked to the car where my wife was and she got out and greeted W with a warm hello and a hug. I noticed W didn’t really reciprocate with her either, my wife as previously mentioned is gorgeous and sweet, so I figured perhaps the standoff-ish behavior was a character trait or related to nerves.
It was late, already 10 pm so we drove to our house, we made small talk about Cleveland and when we arrived, we attacked her immediately.
I’m kidding, that may happen to some of the success stories, but its just not how we do things, so we showed her around, introduced her to our dog. We feel a clean home says a lot about the owners and builds comfort, we showed her the guest room, my wife had prepped a little gift bag, some snacks and water, cookies, and we all then sat in the living room and chatted. I reiterated how I wanted her to feel comfortable and that there was Zero obligation on her part to do anything at all with us. It would suck if she came all this way and decided not to play, but we wouldn’t want her to feel obligated, so we really wanted to be clear about it. Nobody owes you anything, if you buy a woman a meal, its because you chose to do so she doesn’t need to fuck you for it, same with a plane ticket.
It was now past 11 the everyone had worked all day, and both women were looking sleepy, we decided to call it a night, No sex, we all just went to sleep. Gentlemen, I can’t stress this enough if you look thirsty it’s just pathetic, women know you want to fuck them, but if you’re desperate it rarely attracts them, just be calm things will happen. (Good advice for all dating BDSM or otherwise) If you have two women that watch you tripping yourself because you are eager to fuck them both you may very well end up only fucking yourself. We told her goodnight and retired to our room, her in the guest room.
The next morning, I took a shower and then made the women breakfast and brought it upstairs so they could eat in bed, I do this regularly for my wife, she is my queen and I will treat her as such. W was surprised when I knocked on her bedroom door and asked her to come join us in our room for breakfast if she wanted, the option was hers or she could eat it in the guest room.
She came over got into our bed and we all ate, eggs, bacon, bagels and coffee. My wife asked W to show her the tattoos she had, a good excuse to get close and touch her skin a bit. We then sat in bed watching Netflix, I don’t recall the show we were talking and the subject got to sex and kinks. I told W we both think you’re beautiful and would like to move forward with things, discussed safewords, and I said ‘If you’re in agreement why don’t you meet me downstairs.’ In a bit. She said yes a bit of trepidation in her voice.
1st session:
About ten minutes later, I heard her quietly approaching down the stairs. I asked her if she remembered the safe words, she did, yellow- slow down, red- full stop. I grabbed her firmly and pushed her against the wall, kissed her roughly, and then told her, she was a slut for coming to our house and never complimenting my beautiful wife. I had her strip, a delight I admit, a thin waist, round ass, great breasts, and I can’t help but restate how damn cute she is, why is the innocent look so sexy to me? We can break this down on a different forum, okay sounds reasonable.
I put my fingers inside her soaked pussy, she had gotten a Brazilian wax the day before and was smooth, which I like. I then put those fingers into her mouth.
“You’re whore, you’re soaked.” I slapped her face, she nodded big eyes looking scared. She was trembling, full disclosure, she looks so sweet and is so soft-spoken I was feeling guilty, but this is what we all agreed to in many discussions. So, I pulled her hair and bit her neck, I mean I wouldn’t want to disappoint. She had mentioned that previous boyfriends hadn’t been rough enough or felt guilty if they were rough, she wanted someone who was going to push her, but I was seeing their side of things she’s adorable, and it is really hard to go very rough on someone that looks so sweet. That said, she didn’t respond to our post because it said we would go light she knew well what we are about, deep breath in, follow through I reminded myself.
“Fucking whore.”
I slapped her then asked her to affirm for me what she is,
“what are you?” she squinted defiantly, jaw tightening, not loving the idea of admitting it, or vocalizing it. This had been discussed as it all should be, don’t surprise your partner with something talk about it so you don’t get surprised by ruining the whole thing with something that is off-limits.
I slapped her face.
“What are you?”
“I’m a whore.” She replied, without conviction.
‘You are a whore. Tell me again, what you are, this time like you mean it!” I growled pulling her dark auburn hair tensing and pressing my body against her naked body as I did.
“I’m a whore.” She replied with ever so slightly more gusto but still not enough to convince.
“A fucking dirty whore, is what you are.” I slapped her face and pulled her hair. “-say it.”
“I’m a dirty whore.” She muttered, to which I bit her neck and slapped her face harder.
“Say it like you mean it.”
“I’m a dirty whore.”
We repeated this perhaps ten times.
I grabbed her throat pressed her against the wall and choked her, while I rubbed her clit with my other hand.
“Tell me what the fuck you are!” I hissed.
“I’m a whore.” W said, still not quite believable but getting closer, we repeated and then I mixed slapping her and stimulating her with the same hand while keeping her pinned to the wall and slightly choked with the other. (If you don’t know how to choke someone, look it up, it seems simple but there are differences between choking someone to cut off the blood flow and choking someone that will injure the windpipe)
“You’re not learning whore, but you are lucky to have found two people patient enough to teach even a stupid little whore like you to behave like a decent human being, aren’t you lucky?”
I pushed her legs apart and slapped her pussy, she gasped not expecting it.
“I asked you a question whore, aren’t you lucky?” I accentuated it with a series of facial slaps.
“Yes, I am lucky.” She replied, averting her eyes from me.
“Spread your legs,” I commanded, and she did.
I slapped her pussy, making her count each time I struck her and thank me. She was good with this, but there was a button, there, when she was made to affirm things something that twisted in her.
Bondage is odd because you want to push those limits, take your partner to an edge they likely haven’t been to before, but not over it, just right to the line where they are looking down at the fall, scared but not falling, because you as a dom own them that, you’re not supposed to hurt them, and if you think you pushed too hard stop and let them know you won’t do it again, then don’t.
Learn and be intuitive. If you do go too far and you have to stop, and that means you won’t get to abuse someone or get to fuck for a while, then that’s the way it is, take care of your sub, you overdid it, you weren’t reading her, and even if that wasn’t the case and she just didn’t communicate well, that sucks but be a decent person, and take care of her hold her and let her know that wasn’t the intention. If you’re a sub and your dom won’t do those things, it’s not healthy, find someone who will meet those needs and who values your wellbeing and doesn’t just see you as a toy to break.
I digress, I go on tangents at times. Well anyway, I recognized something was there but hadn’t put my finger on it quite yet, well in a manner of ideas anyway.
I grabbed a buttplug, pulled her over the workout bench and lay her across my lap, stuck the plug in and began spanking her. Her skin is porcelain white, and her ass was perky and perfect, I made her count for me each hit, when she failed or didn’t say it loud enough she got additional strikes.
Amy’s Choice’s Chapter 1
well, there’s certainly more interest in this then I suspected, as promised here’s chapter 1
[Link to how the Nexus System works](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oiiclk/amys_choices_reddit_a_cyoa_dd_style_story/)
You wake up alone again in your dorm. Slightly depressed at your lack of friends and not being able to see your family, its not all bad though, your parents send you enough money each month to pay rent fees and live a comfortable life, but not enough money to buy yourself anything extravagant.
This morning starts off the same as the rest. Your horny, really horny. [Lust +80] [warning lust extremely high] but you know your roommate is supposed to arrive sometime this morning…
*Fuck it* you think. There’s more then enough time for you to jill off.
Already naked you start watching some generic bondage scene, the girl fucked as she’s bound to the bed, you wish it was you but your
a. A virgin, and
b. Have no bondage gear to do so.
I [M] spent the afternoon bound and gagged at my girlfriends feet
Me and my girlfriend have been together for a decent time now. We often play some bondage games and tie eachother up. She knows I have a foot fetish, but we haven’t done much for that (besides this story).
So Saturday at around 2 I get asked the question, “hey baby, can I tie you up?” Seeing as how I was bored I obliged and decided to let her tie me up. She ran upstairs and came down with 2 huge rolls of duct tape and a sleep mask. She taped up my wrists and elbows and then pinned them to my back with more tape. She then taped up my ankles, knees, and calves and pushed me onto the couch. I was then blindfolded.
“All done? This is super tight” we’re the last words I had before my mouth was assaulted by some horrid taste coming from a cloth. Another one was tied around my head to cleave gag me, and then she wrapped what had to be at least 20 layers of tape around my mouth. “How’s that tasting baby, you look so hot chewing on my socks” was the next thing she said. She stuffed her dirty socks in my mouth! She wore this pair for at least 3 whole days before this(and she sleeps with her socks on). They were horrid in taste, but I was so turned on by her dominance that I was in bliss.
Amy’s Choices, reddit a CYOA, D&D style story.
I’m hoping this belongs towards this subreddit but if I’m wrong please let me know.
Hello beautiful people of reddit. 6 years ago I made a CYOA on getdare following the adventures of a girl whos love of exhibitionism got her into some risky situations. In my original idea I had a very interesting idea (or at least I believe is interesting) of something called a paragon/renegade system (clearly a mass effect reference) where some options in the branching story arch would push her towards a paragon or renegade event. A renegade event is just some kind of risky event (in my previous story that would have been sex) where as a paragon event would give the main character a lucky break.
As such 6 years later and my ability to create story’s and my kinks have also changed (less changed and more evolved) so, to you the audience I present the Nexus System. Instead of a simple 2 way good or bad each choice will feature a kink list that levels up our protagonists kinks there will also be a reddit option in branches to allow you the viewer to affect her kinks… Just keep it realistic for a girl with limited ideas on her likes/dislikes.
A chat [F]riend turned sext [F]riend
Let me preface this first by saying that this might not be an arousing story but it is one of the experiences that I’ve had that developed me, sexually, into who I am today. I consider myself more or less straight and have not done anything physically with a girl. For those of you who want to skip to the action, it starts from the 5th paragraph.
About two years back, I downloaded a chat app with the purple widget and a letter in the center (those who know will know) mainly because I was bored. At that time there was no one in my life and I had a lot of spare time so I started talking to people on the app to build a connection. Like all online connections, most conversations die out pretty quickly or got too weird too fast, but there are some genuine people there who were looking to connect and chat as well.
EST: Law & Punishment 25 Satin Top 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…
Wiping the mascara from my eyes. Remembering the size of Hector’s cock. Touching myself at just the right moment. “You are one sick bitch Lily Nyx” butt all that did is reinforce the fact that I already knew. Looking in the mirror, looking at a totally different person then the Chica that Hector picked up. Clean skin, no makeup, no eye shadow, no lipstick nothing butt the raw skin that lies underneath.
Giving myself a good bye kiss. Shacking out of the shirt that I wore into Tom’s Taphouse. Feeling the cotton stretch just before it started to slip over my skin. Even as the cotton of the shirt stretched nothing feels better then the shadows of where it once was. Looking back into the mirror. Seeing a woman standing there, bare chested… nude from the waist up. No makeup, no clothing to his behind, only a narrow band of denim to separate the truth that blurred the illusion that Lily played.
Tracing around my eyes. Painting my lips. Hiding behind the eye shadow that now shaded my eyes. From the blush to the rouge giving the status of being owned by royalty. As the final layers went on that innocent girl that I had seen disappeared and “Chica” stood out.
Slipping into my heels. Draping a new top over my head. Letting it fall across my tits. The feel of satin, the way it glided over my breasts. The teasing way it teased my nipples. Watching the way this new top totally exposed my tits, totally exposed without the need to highlight them unlike this cotton rag that now lay at my feet. Feeling the urge to finish what the top started. Getting me short of breath as my hand was quick to fallow up. The curve on my tit, the way my hand just fit so perfectly…
Torturing my nips. Pulling on them, twisting them around the imaginary Hector fingers that will caress my breasts. Wishing he was there as my back arched. The need to grind against his cock before leaving this moanroom. Touching myself… Feeling the urge to hump the air. Pinching my clit, rolling it between my fingers! My hips spasming under this new torture.
Now everything wanted me to moan! From the hardness of my nipples. The torture of my clit, of the rotation… Of the area that my fingers where… “Ah…” I started butt something still held me by the neck.
Feeling the pressure. Feeling the intrusion, the gasp of air. “Ooooh yes” I whispered. Now only trying to hide my lust.
Sinking my fingers to the hilt. Pulling on my clit. As my body started to rebel! From the spasm to the partial buck. Going from silence to moaning, to the moaning of subtle growls.
“Oh yes” as I pulled my fingers right to the edge of my asshole. Butt the temptation was to strong, I needed to cum and cum hard!
Thrusting my fingers hilt deep back in my ass! Pulling on my clit. Pinching it while rolling between my fingers! It did not take long till I was panting. “So close, so close…” I keep telling myself.
Still seeing Hector. Standing behind me hands ready to take what Tom though was his! Closing my eyes as my trembles were getting stronger. Feeling his hands, Hector’s hand wrap around my neck. Feeling his hand as it fondled my.. my tit! “Oh Goddess how I…” feeling his cock as it forced it’s way into my asshole.
“That’s my Chica. All dolled up and waiting for my approval” I whispered into her ear. Full well knowing that her fingers where still buried in her asshole. Knowing that I was on her mind. Knowing that this ass was mine and would only be willing to share with her fingers.
Molesting her ear. Sucking it into my mouth as my thick cock slams into her estúpida. “Damn, your so fucking hot. How did I get so lucky” forcing her forward till her hand buckled against the countertop. Pulling her neck back towards my mouth. Speaking in a growl, “Now I will claim that culo” pulling my cock back till the only thing that was left in her estúpida was my head and her fingers.
Shaking my head yes. Hoping, wishing for his long cock to be buried once again in my estúpida! “Please, Ooh please cum in my, my…” No longer able to hold it in. It was cum now or do without!
“Ooo OooOoooOoooo yesss” I strained trying to encourage him to thrust his big cock back into my…
“Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss” not having anything left in me to return the fuck.
One whisper into my ear. “I will cum if you mierda me back” the astonishment of him telling me to fuck him back!
The force of my ass. From the pain in my hand, the disabling of my pleasure to the trap of my other hand. Two fingers and his cock battering against my estúpida! “Yes Yesss Yesssssssss” rolled out of my mouth as my bum impacted with his pelvis!
“I.. I’m cuming so hard” knowing this will get him to cum. Everything from the tightness of my asshole, to the way, the position I was fucking him in. Even my moans! With every stroke, with every slam his cock was getting harder, longer! “Ooooh fuck!” Slipped out, my estúpida clamped down. Milking his cock for everything he has left!
“Mierda!” As my polla spasmed! Filling her estúpida with my seed. Making sure her ass gets every last drop. Reaching forward again, reaffirming my hold on her neck. Pulling her towards me.
“Suck my dick Chica” he whispered into my ear. Pulling his cock from my ass as I sank down.
Opening up my wet mouth. Ready to take his huge cock down my throat. To clean off any trace of my body. And to get that man meat down my throat. “I never would have thought that having this cock shoved down my throat and held there would make me want it more” my mouth watered at the thought. My pussy purred as his cock got closer.
The taste of my own bum. The taste of his cum, of his seed made my mouth water even more. Locking eyes with him. Using my mouth to trace his cock, my lively hood down my throat. Still gagging on such a long tube butt holding steady until my lips had fully swallowed, every inch of his polla.
Petting Chica’s head as she swallowed my polla, my dick. Wrapping her hair around my hand as I gripped the back of her head. Those lovely green eyes shining back at me, begging me to fuck her face. To use her mouth as my new play thing. Smiling down at her, jerking her hair back and forth. Starting slow then picking up speed. Feeling her gag over my polla. Her throat tighten, her eyes water as my cock still slides into and out of her throat.
Watching her play with the estúpida and the pussy. Listening to her moan as her own orgasm was getting closer. Locking eyes with her ass. Watching those four fingers plunge in, watching those four fingers stop! So deep into her booty. So much moaning cuming from her throat, I.. I “Oh mierda I’m fuckkking cum…” Throwing my head back while my polla lunges forward! Holding her mouth against my pubes as this second round of cuming began!
“Get limpiado, Chica” I said readjusting my tie. “There is other places that need to be visitó today” liking what I see in the mirror. Rey Hector leaves the moanroom, my polla still dripping of spit from the cleaning.
“I look forward to our new business arreglo Tom. Do not make me leave a certain Brick to make sure everything is on the up and up” a hard slap to Tom’s cheek. The sound of the moanroom door and we are off. “One last thing, I will look forward to signing the contacts by morning” holding open the door for Chica. Letting her feel like royalty cuz she is a member of my harem, of mi harén.
“Sledge, let head to our next destination Brick will join us in a little bit” the pat on the upper arm as Chica and myself get into the back seat. As I get to play with Chica’s lovely culo till we get to the last part of our journey for today.
Smiling at her. Petting her hair. “Yes you will be strapped in that for the trip back to the Kingdom and I will” allowing my middle finger to slip into her ass. “Enjoy fucking you from behind like the little esclava sexual that you are” showing her how hard my cock is getting simply to easy any fears she might have had.