"Darn it, Katie, no, I'm not going to do that!" Carl stated emphatically, sitting up in bed."What's wrong with it? You won't even try it?" she asked, exasperated by his unadventurous spirit in bed."Hitting my girlfriend isn't sexy," he almost shouted."I didn't ask you to 'hit' me, I asked you to spank me. There's a difference," she explained, losing patience with him."What's gotten into you lately? You want anal sex, you want me to tie you up, blindfold you, spank you and you even shaved...down there! I don't understand you!" he exclaimed."Shaved...down there?" she mimicked. "It's called my pussy, Carl. You can't even say it, can you?" she jeered."I prefer not to. That's another thing. All of sudden all this dirty talk when we're making love. Normal people don't say those things!""Yes, they do, Carl. Normal people do all the things I've asked you to do. It's called experimenting, it's called spicing things up," she told him."We don't need any spicing up. We're fine," he stated
Sarah woke up to the phone ringing at 8:00am on Saturday morning."Hello," she mumbled into the mouthpiece."Good morning Sarah," a deep masculine voice greeted her.She immediately woke up, sitting up in bed. "Good morning Sir," she replied. She was a weekend sex slave and usually was at her Master's house by now but he had requested that she stay at home in bed until she heard from him. He had a special day planned for her and she was to await his instructions."Get up and go take a shower. As usual, make sure your pussy is completely shaved. And when you're done, put on that little red robe. I'll call you again at 9:30." He disconnected without another word and she hung up the phone as she rose from the bed.She stepped out of the shower and quickly toweled off. She combed out her long black hair watching the curls bounce up. She pumped a large amount of moisturizer into her palm and began to rub it into her skin. Over her full 36C breasts, watching the dark pink nipples harden ben
Todd rammed his cock in the rest of the way, plunging in deep. Master's wish was granted as he heard her scream over the phone. "Fuck her hard," he growled."Yes Sir," Todd grunted. He began pumping quickly and deeply in and out of her tight hole, gripping her hips hard, occasionally raising his hand and slapping her ass. Sarah lay beneath him, whimpering, hoping the pain of his big cock would soon ease and she could begin to enjoy the fucking."C'mon, baby, c'mon. Doesn't it feel good? Feels great for me. You've got one hot ass," Todd groaned as he plowed his cock deeply into her.Eventually the waves of pain eased and an incredible pleasure began to fill her when Todd suddenly pushed in hard and with a shout, "Oh God yes, I'm cumming," filled her ass with his spunk.Hovering on the brink of orgasm she wanted to cry with frustration. Todd began to go soft inside her and grabbing the putt plug he shoved it in her ass as he pulled his cock out. He slapped her butt a couple more times b
"Sorry, they're just so fine," he apologized. His hands returned to her ass, raining hard, stinging slaps on it as he drove his meat into her. "But then your ass is fine too, bitch," he said. "You're not as tight as I thought you would be. You been fucked by another guy today?" he laughed."Five others," she said quietly."Five?" he exclaimed. "You're not a bitch, you're a slut!" he exclaimed, slamming in deep, spanking her ass hard, causing her to cry out."Yeah, that's it slut, scream for me. Scream, slut!" he growled, plunging his cock deeply into her ass, ramming in and out of her.Desperately she tried not to scream, but couldn't help it and the shrieks erupted from her throat, only to be met by his laughter."Are you a slut, Sarah?" her Master's voice asked."Yes Sir," she gasped."Say it," he ordered."I'm a slut, a dirty slut," she moaned."Yeah, that's right," the man behind her confirmed. "A dirty slut," he repeated, slapping her ass a few times.Her butt cheeks were startin
Vanessa stood nervously before the elevator. She had just moved to Vancouver from a small town in Saskatchewan a little less than a year ago and her relatively new group of friends had been repeatedly telling her over the last few weeks that they had a ritual whenever someone turned twenty. They wouldn't give any details, only laughed mischievously. Tonight was her twentieth birthday, and even though she had her reservations, she was arriving at her friend Stacey's apartment that evening at 7:30 as directed.As she waited for the elevator, nervously chewing her full bottom lip, she caught sight of herself in one of the mirrors decorating the lobby. Her big green eyes quickly scanned her 5'7" frame. She was in good shape, she thought, her hands smoothing down her sides. Her 34C breasts were high and firm, her waist narrow, her stomach flat and lightly muscled. Her ass was high and firm atop long athletic legs. She tossed her long auburn hair and turned to the elevator as the bell signa
"There are four rules tonight, honey. Number one, if a guy buys you a drink you must repay him with an open mouth kiss, tongue and all. Second, all of the guys in our group are allowed to squeeze and fondle your ass all night. Three, have a good time but don't get too drunk. I'll tell you the fourth one later, and until then, think about who you accept drinks from," she said glancing at Jack. With a smile she gave Vanessa a pat on the ass and left the two of them."So, will you let me buy you that drink?" Jack asked, squeezing her ass under the short skirt. "Jack, people can see my ass when you do that," she hissed, pushing his hand away."I know," he whispered in her ear, laughter tingeing his voice. "Drink your shooter," he instructed, not removing his hand from her butt.After a few drinks and very hot kisses, she didn't mind if either Jack or any of the other guys pushed up her skirt and she even spun about on the dance floor with them. Lots of guys were leering at her all night i
He again waited for her to adjust before pushing in further. Eventually his balls slapped against her dripping pussy and he groaned loudly, loving the feel of his cock deep inside a newly deflowered ass. "Oh yeah, baby, your ass feels so good!" he groaned.Slowly he pulled back and then pushed back in, working up a slow and steady rhythm. "So sweet, so tight," he murmured, fucking her gently.Vanessa lay beneath him, her eyes filled with tears that threatened to spill, biting her lip waiting for the pain to subside and the pleasure to begin. Slowly, it happened, the pain ebbing away, being replaced by the hottest, naughtiest feelings she had ever experienced. Pushing her ass back at Brian she pulled him even deeper inside her. "Oh yeah, give it to me baby. Fuck my ass, fuck it good and hard," she pleaded, having a sudden desire to have him ramming into her.Seeing that she was finally enjoying it, he eagerly complied, and drove his cock deeply into her, thrusting in and out quickly. "
Steve hobbled on his crutches over to the large picture window facing out to the front yard of his parent's house. A few weeks earlier he had broken his leg mountain biking with his friends and was going stir crazy. At twenty-six he had moved out of his parent's house years ago but it was a bad break and he was going to be in a full leg cast for three months. The whole summer, and his mother had insisted that he move back home so she could take care of him.Muttering a curse, he took a deep swallow of his beer. Even though it was only mid-morning, he was feeling sorry for himself, knowing his buddies were out there, in the woods, crashing down the hillside, going over jumps, doing exactly what he wanted to be doing, and he felt like a little pick me up.He was about to turn away from the window when the neighbors' garage door began to open. He could see the tail lights of the red Civic light up and he paused. The car belonged to the neighbors' daughter, Cassie. She was nineteen and ha
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a