I became gay at the gym (5)The next night, when I got home from work, I was a mess. Multiple times I typed out several messages to cancel on Wayne, but I was never able to hit send.I knew that if he came around, then he would fuck me. Did I want that? I couldn't deny the pleasure I had when submitting to him. Again, part of me was sure that nothing was stopping me.I wasn't cheating, and no one would ever find out.Really, I had no reason to not go through with it other than my own pride.Coming to that realisation, my mind was made up.I undressed, got into the shower and proceeded to shave my entire body. I wasn't the hairiest guy in the world, so it wasn't too difficult. The hardest parts were my armpits, my entire legs, and around my asshole.By the time I stepped out, I was completely smooth all over. Having never shaved my entire body I decided to moisturise all over to give an even smoother feeling. As I sat on my bed and rubbed the moisturiser into my legs, I couldn't help b
I became gay at the gym (6)As I knelt down on the bed, the wedding dress bunched around my legs. I turned over, laid on my back, and spread my legs for this amazing black man.The white dress covered my body, and only my white stocking covered feet could be seen.I watched, panting as Wayne began to strip,first his shirt and then his jeans. His body was like a work of art, the definition of a dominant man. His muscles bulged, and when his boxers fell, my eyes locked onto his semi hard, massive cock.Wayne smiled as he knelt onto the bed and between my legs. His strong hands gripped my ankles and spread my legs wider.He grabbed the bottom of the wedding dress and lifted it up and up, exposing my legs covered by the white stockings that truly looked like women's legs.That's what I am right now... I'm a woman.Acknowledging that completely changed my mindset. For all intents and purposes, I was a woman.Wayne pushed the wedding dress over my hips and pressed it down to the bed with my
I became gay at the gym (7)"Yeess!" Wayne grunted and grabbed onto my thighs. "You may have thought you were still a man! But not anymore! You've taken a cock in your asshole. Your asshole is now my pussy! That changes a person! You will never be the same again! From now on you are a dirty, pathetic, sissy slut that has taken a big, black cock in your pussy!"Hearing this, my body erupted. I grabbed onto Daddy's... fuck... Daddy's chest! My knees gripped around his body as I tensed up."FUUUCCKK DADDDDYYYY!!" I screamed as my clit started to cum inside of my thong."You fucking whore!" my Daddy shouted at me.My clit pulsated as shot after shot of cum filled the inside of my thong. My hole clenched around Daddy's cock, and I moaned like a filthy whore.I was weak, and my body collapsed onto Daddy. His cock was still inside me as he pulled my head upwards.Daddy kissed me, and I weaky kissed him back.From underneath me, Daddy slowly thrusted his cock back until he was balls deep in m
( This story contains themes of mind control, revenge and lesbian sex.)"Fucking oil spill," Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. "There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me there was a problem. It's not like I expected the thing to blow and cause those deaths and this mess. Now to figure out how many more people I have to pay off."Victoria was the CEO of Epic Oil and it was their oil spill in Florida that had caused this massive rally, aptly timed for today, Earth Day.The oil spill had already cost the company billions of dollars and a variety of lawsuits were pending. But all those could be dealt with by bribery. All you needed was enough cash; as Victoria had learned early in life---everyone has a price.Still engrossed in her thoughts, she did not hear the commotion coming from the reception area. She pondered all the work it had taken to get this position, this plush office on
The redhead smiled, walked over to Victoria, bent down and said,"Taken away your free will.""Excuse me?" Victoria questioned, confused.The redhead said, matter-of-factly, "You will obey every command from," and she paused before stressing, "anyone."Victoria looked at her mystified as she stuttered, officially nervous, "W-w-why?""Are you kidding me?" the blonde interrupted. "Revenge, of course. Plus when today is over, we will have changed the world."Victoria was still perplexed as she tried to process all of this.The blonde continued, "Do you know the name Edna Parker?"Victoria racked her brain trying to place the name with a face. No matter how much she tried, no remembrance came. Finally, she answered, "Sorry, no I don't."The blonde's words spit out with deliberate disdain as she said, "I figured you wouldn't."The redhead asked, "Did you know there is a 'I hate Victoria Brace' website?""No," Victoria said, unbelievingly."Oh yes," the blonde said, "It has hundreds of memb
It still shocks me how I end up being pressed up against the bathroom door at the club almost every time I go. Maybe it isn't as shocking as I think… especially since I come onto the first somewhat decent-looking man I see.Am I desperate? Probably.Tonight at the club, I was just dancing with my girls as I usually started out the night. I was wearing a pink top with a jean skirt, already a few drinks down, when I saw a handsome man standing off to the side, a beer in hand, watching everyone dance. I continued to keep my gaze on him as I danced with my girls, waiting for the moment he made eye contact with me.When he finally made eye contact, I bit my lip, grabbing onto my friend. I turned myself around and started grinding on her, not breaking eye contact with the handsome man.He chuckled upon seeing my teasing as my friend grabbed onto my hips while we danced.It didn't take long for my friend to get tired and decide to get another drink. That’s when my confidence rose, and I wal
You know, when you work together with someone for a long time, you start to notice things about them. That's what happened with Sara and I.We worked in a TV studio, and we were the youngest staff there by a pretty good margin.I was a writer, creating scripts for the videos we produced, while Sara was a videographer, talented with a camera and an eye for what makes good video. We were creative and had to work on a multiple projects together.The whole idea of ever having sex with Sara never seriously crossed my mind until after a few years of working with her. I began to notice little details about her. She was obviously the type of woman I would love to fûck, and she had gorgeous blonde hair, a curvy shape, beautiful large tits and piercing blue eyes. She also had a sharp wit and keen sense of humor, which made working with her a blast. Yeah, that was definitely a dangerous combination for me.We were married to different people, and just about every day driving to and from shots,
Coworkers discover their lust for each other (2)I let out a low moan as she worked her mouth and hand rhythmically, up and down the shaft of my cock. As she continued, she tickled the sensitive area at the bottom of my cóck head with her tongue. And before long, I began to thrust into her mouth. My heart thumped with fury but I didn't give any damn!All i wanted mow was to enjoy every move she made. She reached out to gently caress my balls, squeezing them gently as she continued to suck on my cock. Before I could stop myself, I spread my legs as far open as the compact car seat would allow, giving her more access to my cock.My fingers quickly undid her bra, and her large breasts swung as she bobbed her head up and down. Damn!I was in for a shocking surprise. Sara had very large areolas that got all wrinkly when she was turned on, and her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. I cupped her ample breasts and rolled her hard nipples between my fingers with my right hand while I ran
Brenda gets a tattoo and a cock (1)Brenda took another pull from her wine cooler, tipping the bottle back until the last drop slid down her throat. The sun was slipping lower, painting the sky with streaks of deep orange and pink over the ocean. It was her sixth bottle, and the warm buzz in her veins had melted away any lingering tension.Dan reached into the toss-away cooler beside them, pulled out another bottle, twisted the cap off, and handed it to her with a lazy grin."Are you trying to get me drunk?" Brenda teased, her voice playful as she tossed her thick, glossy black curls over her shoulder. Her deep brown eyes sparkled with amusement, her full lips curving into a smile that showcased a perfect set of gleaming white teeth.Dan chuckled, but his gaze dipped—inevitably—to her chest.The sight never failed to captivate him. Her skin was smooth, a rich, warm brown that glowed under the golden rays of the setting sun. Her breasts—full, round, and straining against the too-tight
Lesbian Confessions (2)Emily's freckled face was hot and red as our kiss broke. With a big, goofy smile on her face, she grabbed my hand and led me into her house. "Time for the tour!"I chuckled and followed her inside. She'd sent me pictures of her new place when she first moved in, but seeing it in person was totally different. It was a big enough apartment for a college student and very modern. The way she decorated was symbolic of her own crazy style—the living room was a huge plethora of Egyptian statuettes and memorabilia, with a big black and purple couch in the center of the floor facing a television stand.Strewn across the walls were zombie posters, a big rainbow flag, and sheets of paper with segments of poems, drawings, and stories, which could also be found in random piles around the couch, along with comic books and Egyptian history magazines.The whole house smelled of incense.I inhaled deeply. "What scent is that?""Aphrodisiac," Emily smiled. "It's my favorite."Ho
There are moments in life that change you forever—when you stop being who the world expects you to be and start becoming who you really are. For me, that moment was when I fell in love with a girl.My name is Maxine Louise Hollowell. I am eighteen years old, and I’m in love with a girl.Coming out of the closet was both the most terrifying and the most enlightening event of my life. For the longest time, I thought something was off with the way my brain worked. Every time I had a "boyfriend," I felt so... wrong. There’s no other way to explain it. I felt wrong.I moved around a lot throughout my school years—five times, between two schools: Greenfield and Mayview. I think it was in Greenfield during my seventh-grade year that I had my first crush on a girl. Her name was Sammi, and she had the most beautiful lips I’d ever seen. Her skin was naturally tan, her eyes were big and brown, her hair was black, and her body was voluptuous. I remember walking to lunch holding hands with her cou
My Sexy Cowgirl ties me up (2)She nodded with a smile. "I have some lube in the bedroom"I took the hint and placed my hands on her hips as we made our way into the room. I was fully ready to fuck her. Within minutes, I had applied the lube on my erect cóck and I was stroking it. She was still smiling as she laid on the bed and spread her legs wide before me. Her pussy glistened with wetness, and she licked her lower lip, eying me. "Ready to own this pussy, huh?" She cooed. I grinned, as I drew close to her and slowly thrust red my lubed fingers into her tight cunt. It was two at first, and I began to slowly twist and flick it, causing her to moan. This went on for a few minutes, and my fingers were fast becoming wet with her juices. Before she knew what was happening, I stopped and grabbed my throbbing cóck. Then, I pressed its head against her entrance. "Don't tease me, please" She begged. "Fuck me already!"She didn't have to ask twice because I was already thrusting my way
"I wish you were here," I murmured into the phone, gripping my bag tighter.Valerie’s soft sigh crackled through the speaker. "Me too."But she wasn’t. And as I ended the call and slipped my phone into my pocket, the weight of that absence settled in. It was Thursday. Just one more class stood between me and the weekend in town—a weekend I wanted to start with her beside me.Mornings with Valerie were the best; watching her ride me, with her tits bouncing as she rode my dick. It was just like she was sprinting down the track, but she was topless...and the view was breathtaking.Then my thoughts strayed to how she tasted, and my mind took me to that moment where I could taste her and feel her warmth on my tongue.Reality struck, though—I had to present my design to the class that morning, and time was running out. It came down to either grabbing breakfast or taking care of the problem myself.The latter was my only choice because there was no way I was walking into the cafeteria with a
A Young Man enjoys fûcking older women (4)"Are you going to fuck Mommy, or what?" I demanded."Oh, I'm going to fuck you all right," he said, as he placed his hands firmly on my hips and began rogering me in earnest.I hadn't had a dick this big inside me since college, and I'd almost forgotten how good being fucked by a big cock could feel. My husband used to make me come back when I was married, although more times than not it was with his tongue, but this time, I could already feel an orgasm rising after just a few deep thrusts.I moaned after just over a minute of being fucked by my son, "Oh, yes, baby, give it to Mommy... give me all that dick.""Do you like it hard?" he asked. He was slamming into me now, his body colliding into mine with each stroke."I love it hard, son," I moaned. "Now fuck Mommy good! Fuck me just like you fuck all your other sluts!""You're volunteering to be my slut? To join my stable?" he asked, not slowing down at all in his relentless attack on my feve
A Young Man enjoys fûcking older women (3)He slid his dick back into my mouth, and I resumed bobbing like the cock-hungry slut I was becoming again, trying to ignore that he was my son, and to focus instead on his huge cock in my mouth.He answered, "She said that once you saw my cock now that I'm grown, it would only be a matter of time before you had to surrender to it."As I bobbed, my desire to give him a blow job consumed me. I couldn't help but think that was exactly something my sister would have said about me, and what I would have said about her, if I was being totally frank with myself."She also told me I could very easily have my own personal live-in Mommy pet," he added, his hands grasping both sides of my head.Those words were so shameful, yet... all I wanted was his cock in my mouth, and soon inside my long-neglected pussy."Do you want to become my Mommy pet?" he asked, pulling out of my mouth."What's gotten into you?" I asked, avoiding the question, and looking up
A Young Man enjoys Fûcking Older Women (2)"What are you sorry about?" I asked. "Having sex with almost every single one of my friends? For having sex in my house when I'm not home? For supplying women with opportunities to break their marriage vows?""Actually... just for you finding out," he admitted."Excuse me?" I asked, getting more pissed. ."They're the ones choosing to break their marriage vows, and that's entirely their choice," he shrugged, obviously not thinking it was a big deal to fuck married women. "That's a very self-centered way to look at it," I said, yet again sneaking a peek at his cock. God, why couldn't I stop staring at his crotch?"I don't go around seducing them, they come to me," he justified. "At least they do the first time, but then they're on my list.""That's a very self-centered way to look at it," I said, yet again sneaking a peek at his cock.God, why couldn't I stop staring at his crotch?"I don't go around seducing them, they come and proposition
It was Monday, April 1, 2025. I was working late and it was fast approaching evening when my son, Henry texted me:What time will you be getting home tonight?I looked up at the huge pile of work that still cluttered my desk, sighed, and responded: Likely a couple more hours. I'll order pizza for us before I head out.He responded: Sounds great. Love you.It was sweet that my eighteen-year-old son always texted 'love you' at the end of our conversations.I texted a response: Love you too.Then, I returned to my paperwork. Not even a minute later, I received another text from my son, this one was very different.It read: Need cock?My eyes went wide... especially when I saw the attached picture of his cock—his impressive and erect cock! It was about seven inches long, and thick.I didn't know what on earth to do. I assumed my son had intended to send this inappropriate pic to some girl. But with that said, who the hell would he text those blunt two words to? And that pic?Nobody that I