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…
Tag: Masturbation
[M 30/F30The morning sun gently caressed his face as he (who he? he the prot] ladies and gentlemen,started dabbling into a pet project of writing some good “femdom” literature ….something us regular folks would appreciate….so please check it out and let me know if I should go on or is it trash?
The morning sun gently caressed his face as he (who he? he the protagonist motherfucker) lay there either blissfully high on the constant puffing of the CBD laced vape, which was going to be his “Brutus dagger” or asleep deep enough to see Adele rolling by, she thought and grinned devilshly at her dry morning quip, takes a while to get the creative juices flowing you know? some like Eric Clapton say a good one hour morning shit session should work, granted he was mostly constipated as a result of years of cocaine abuse (fucker made an entire song about it). She shuffled around on her side of the bed to face him (who she? she the “the armor of Romulus” to his “dagger of Brutus” bitch) and continued pondering this specimen sprawled out in her bed inhaling and exhaling gently enough to not be loud, albeit loud enough to gently tremorize the bed like a tugboat chugging away against wave after wave in a pattern out on a wild and grumpy yet forgivingly consistent ocean, unavoidable white noise but noise nonetheless, you learn to forget it after a while but it suddenly creeps up on you when you least expect it- analogical to tinnitus, a constant torture you learn to live with. She smiled and lifted her glossy black hair and shifted sides, a fact he was aware of as he lay surveying her through tightly pursed lids. Years of care and money toiled on herself had given her a certain gravitas and beauty that she had rightfully earned and boy did she know how to flaunt it, she had curves in all the right places, a glowing and radiant skin, creamy white ,whipped like most men in her life and Schwartz thick wavy hair that was long enough to touch her tail bone, enough to tickle more than just a man’s curiosity. unfortunately, here it was the creature hibernating on her bed that was going to be whipped (literally unlike the others) She thought and chuckled to herself faintly and reached forward slightly pulling the covers off, enough to expose his dick, she’d have wanted to monologue it as his “glorious morning wood” or his “throbbing” member yearning for her but in reality it was a tiny. limp. nubbin. , yes nubbin. , that’s how it is for him usually, poor guy is a grower not a shower, though he didn’t really grow much it was barely five inches at full and high mast with all towers on alert with a curve towards the left leaving the “mast” looking more like a freshly plucked greenish rigid banana (a banana she desperately wanted to cage and lock to lose the key within herself) she shrugged smirking. However, she thought to herself caressing his thigh and looking at his now discreetly growing appendage, feeling each strand of hair running her fingers among them lazily yet attentively like running them through grass (if that made any sense) for a man he was the right amount of hairy not a shrub farm or a sissy, though she absolutely loved him as one she giggled inaudibly ensuring not to wake him, she had plans for the little bitch, anyhoo she figured tiny or not it was still a penis and it granted him entry into the patriarchal hierarchy of this society, she’d think the world and she’d be right as well, and a part of her envied that. skewered was her reasoning sure but none was going to unzip him and check his dick size to make sure he was in his place among “the men”, weirdly enough men do this amongst themselves when young adolescents as a form of some fucked up rites of passage or coming of age bullshit or it could just be the inherent human need to feel better than the other in some way shape or form who fucking knows, come to think of it the entire world and it’s problems could be boil down to (or erected depending how you look at it) endless dick measuring contests, the biggest flex being murica olympenising Hiroshima and Nagasaki in response to puny japanese kamikaze (no not the same as shibari at all super not fun, we checked.) leading to countless japanese soldiers commiting seppuku (also super super not fun,we checked.) in shame and dishonor , this was something she was too feminine and cultured and “ladylike” to comprehend, his “innocence” was never up for scrutiny and that was unfair to her, why was she not allowed to make sure she had the right pick sexually package wise? granted she’s pleased and happy the way things are but that mostly attributes to biology she reasoned and the science of attraction and though most would think growing up with a brother should have given her the required know how to deal with men in general, that was a whole another can of worms she did not want to open right now she concluded with her subconscious as she looked away gazing into the little crack in her closet (metaphorically and literally in her case).
He shifted his gaze slightly to her breathing tummy and noticed the rhythmicity in it in correlation to her thoughts and knew she was swimming deep and this wasn’t just surface level, how? well it was simple he just loved her enough to know her, he had actually cared, effortlessly. Fine, realistically the correlation was between her rhythmic breathing, her steely gaze into nothing and her lightly nibbling on her lower lip all telltale signs to him that this was something either dead serious or she just hasn’t eaten anything yet.
[MF] Turning a potential embarrassment into a total win!
This one going back a few years… Compulsory warnings: long read, true story, everyone over 18, fake names.
It was the start of my final year of university. The plan was to have the whole gang at our place for a bit of a pre-game before hitting the bars. My two other roommates were part of the same group of friends, so it made it pretty convenient to have everybody come up to our place. Plus, we had a gigantic apartment! Well, late in the evening, and with around 20 people having a blast, it was clear that the bars would have to do without our patronage for the night.
My roommate’s girlfriend, Josie, brought along a girl that I had met maybe once or twice previously. Sandra was tall and stacked, with very beautiful dark eyes and long dark hair going down to the middle of her back. After this particular event, I learned her stats: 5’-9”, 145lbs, carrying heavy but not sagging D-cups that were on nearly full display that evening in her plunging sweater. Sure, I found her attractive, but I hadn’t seen my buddies in over 4 months, so catching up and drinking were on the agenda, therefore hitting on a girl was not part of my schedule.
Chapter 1 – My first time, Pandoras box opens [m/f]
I lost my virginity to a Malay prostitute. I had recently turned 21 and still had very little sexual experience to speak off. Reading a saucy novel and masturbating onto the pages did not qualify as sexual experience. I recall my cum had a different smell to then, maybe the smell was desparation and loneliness.
I had mustered up my nerve and called the advert in the Herald and made an appointment to see her. She was in a seedy hotel in town, just above Main Street. When I was close buy she gave me the pin code to the door and directions to her oom upstairs. It was a hot evening and she left the door ajar for me to enter. She peeped through the door and called me in. The tiny 1 bedroom was hot but the fan was on full blast. She was plump with shoulder length hair and mildly attractive. She was in some sort of black lingerie and she directed me to undress and lie face down the towel on top of the bed, while she left the room to get ready. I was shy and unsure of myself and left my underwear on. She told me to take my underpants off and proceeded to massage my back with oil. We made idle chit chat and the massage was mediocre at best. She did proceed to rub her breasts on my back and butt and do a sort of body slide. I could feel her hard nipples rubbing against my back and that got me aroused and excited about what was to come.
ALIEN FUCKFEST
I was traveling down three twenty two headed back to Lancaster. I was recently in the mountains helping my father in law with a clogged drain pipe. The well had overflowed and flooded his land. Quite a mess. My dumbass forgot to bring another pair of shoes and my boots were sop soaking wet and muddy. So I drove home in just my socks. I had been traveling for some time and was in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly a bright green light appeared in the sky above me. It was probably about a 100 feet above the ground. I slowed down to see if I could get a better look. Then it started to slow down with me. I proceeded to pull over along side the road. The light had now stopped and hovered above me. Suddenly I was lifted in the sky above and in this saucer, UFO, spaceship hell I don’t know what it was. I was greeted by a rather attractive female alien I suppose. She was naked green in color and had very large breasts and a vagina too. Greetings I am Zeldornia. From the planet Bizmanna. We traveled over 3500 light years looking for the perfect spieces for hybrid breeding. We will not harm you please don’t be frightened. She explained that over the last century the females had stopped birthing males Making it impossible to breed and now are on a desperate search to save themselves. Her very slender body was beautiful and had a florescent glow almost to it. We would like to see your I believe you call it a penis. Uhhhh. Ok and pulled it out. Oh wow look at that Penebilia it will fit perfectly. Finally a spieces that is a match. Does it grow,get bigger she asked. Well sure you just have to play with it. How do we do that she asked. Well a couple ways you can suck on it or play with it with your hands. Mmmmmmm. She was much taller than I. She stood about I would guess about seven and half feet tall. I’m just shy of six feet. She layed me down on a bed of water. She put my cock in her mouth and started sucking. She did quite well for never doing that before. Is this how you do it she asked. Yes that’s very nice. She was quite excited as it grew in her mouth. At Full mast I pack about just shy of seven inches. Oh yeah look at that. May I sit on it. Please do I said. She barely had to squat. She slowly moved up and down quickening the pace as she got use to my member. Her pussy was very tight and wet. She rode it quite fast, making noises I never quite heard almost like a gutteral growl and scream all together. I asked if she was enjoying my cock. Very much so she replied. Might I show you a few things I asked. She said yes please. I asked her to lay down on her back and then I fucked her missionary. Slamming that alien pussy. Those wierd noises now much louder. I then told her relax and I pulled out. I went down on her and ate her pussy. She never experienced that before she said. It feels so good. So you’re telling me no one but humans eat pussy. No other species I’ve been with she replied. We finished off with some doggy style and she asked please shoot your semen in me. I slammed that pussy again even harder she must have came cuz she got super wet. It was amazing and all I could take. I shot what was probably the biggest load of my life in that beautiful alien. Suddenly she was definitely cumming again cuz this time she squirted. We fucked a bunch more. I believe I fucked every female on that ship. I lost count at thirty. Before I knew it I was back at my car a whole two days later. With no proof where I had been. Thankfully the wife believed my story about car breaking down with no cell phone reception I couldn’t call her. About 7 month later I was awakened by a bright light again. I was back on board the space ship. Zeldornia greeted me with a blowjob. Then showed me my little alien hybrid creations. They were so cute. She thanked me for saving her spieces. Then fucked me. This time I stuçk it in her asshole. She was overjoyed. I told her it’s a safe alternative no pregnancy this way. She loved it. I travel space quite frequently now saving my new little spieces. Giving them a replenishment of males to save them. But still wanted to see me and fuck me. All the alien females love fucking me. And the pussy what can I say. Is OUT OF THIS WORLD. .
I found myself naked, sucking this random older man’s cock in an airport nap pod. [FM]
So I used to travel for work and these days I’ve started to again for the first time since the pandemic. I had a long layover at a major international airport so I went to a bar to get a few drinks to occupy myself and get comfortable before my overnight flight. It wasn’t very busy and I got a drink and sat at a table in the corner to zone out. After about 15 minutes, the staff bought me another drink even though I didn’t order one, and he said it was from someone else. I was zoned out into my podcast so I didn’t think much of it at first and just drank it since it came directly from the staff, but about 15 minutes after that he came back with another drink. I asked him who is buying me these and he gestured to a man sitting at the bar, who waved at me. I waved at him back and smiled and put my AirPods back in.
[Group] Switching it up with my best friend and his wife
It took Rachel and I a bit more time to reach Paul and Kaylee’s place since we ended up pulling over and having our heart to heart, so it was no surprise that they beat us to their house by a fair margin. As we unloaded our car and walked towards the door, it suddenly flew open and Paul was there with a mortified look on his face. Before we could even walk through the front door, Paul was grabbing the bags out of our hands and leading us to the living room. Sitting on the couch was Kaylee with an equally fearful expression on her face.
As we walked into the spacious room, they both gestured towards their loveseat and asked us to sit down. Rachel and I hurriedly took our seats, and before we could get comfortable, Paul and Kaylee were shouting incoherent apologies and explanations at us. It was extremely hard to make out exactly what they were saying, but we quickly got the gist of it. Evidently they had a very similar conversation as we did on the way over, albeit maybe a little less progressive, and a lot more remorseful than ours had been.
The Education of Ashely Polk Chapter 4 -5 [f] [Mf] [f masturbation] [cheating] [blowjob]
Chapter 4 – Homework.
Ashely went home. It was all a rush. She felt a complex series of emotions. That was the furthest she had gone with Greg. She felt a pang of guilt as Mark got home and gave her a hug and a kiss. She kissed him back passionately. She was still on fire. She felt alive and sexy. She pressed her body into her husband. Making out with him in their kitchen. Something they never did.
That night they had sex. She initiated it. Pulling him on top of her. She held her husband close to her. Her hands gripping his ass. Holding his cock as deep as it would penetrate her. She came. The first time she had ever cum with her husband inside of her. They came together. A new experience. Mark gushed to her about how good it felt. Kissing her. Holding her. Falling asleep with his head leaning against her arm. Ashely felt that pang of guilt again. But it was a little less painful.
I [23] [F] and my over sensitive clit (VCH)
I got my clit pierced (vertical clitoral hood – VCH) 5 months ago and it has turned my normal day to day activities to a masturbation session.
Everything I point the shower head to my pussy while taking a shower, the gush of water overstimulates the piercings on my clit to the point that I start moaning. I usually end up finger banging myself just because I can’t get enough of the stream of water flicking my clit and I end up squirting a lot.
After being overwhelmed by my shower session, I stay away from wearing panties because the rough side of my underwear rubs against my engorged clit. Some days I try to be adventurous but I don’t last long because it’s way too much fun for my clit to handle.
So if you see me wearing a skirt or dress and you slide your hand up there, you’ll get your fingers soaked because I won’t be wearing any panties.
[FM] Ellie and Marcus Part 1 – My sister and I (20F, 18M) started the year with a bang (Loooong story)
Ever since we went through puberty my sister Ellie and me have had, although “secretly” until New Year’s, a thing for each other. I say “secretly” with quotation marks because it was pretty bloody obvious for anyone who can read body language and voice tones, and I say it was only a secret “until New Year’s” because… well, you’re about to know.
Ellie and I are only a couple of years apart, so we’ve always felt very connected to each other. Same tastes in music, movies, books… on sports we’re two worlds apart but you get the idea. And we’ve always gotten along with such little fighting and drama that it’s odd; I don’t know any other pair of siblings that gets along this well. We would often play and wrestle and get physical, and I could easily pick her up and take her anywhere. I didn’t see how lucky I was about it a few years ago, but now I realize I’m incredibly fortunate.