All Chapters of Forced to Forever: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

She grabbed my ass and pulled me deep into her. When I started fucking her face she moved her hands to her tits and squeezed. That did it.With a loud grunt I spurted my special sauce into her, squirt after squirt through slick boobs into squishy mouth until I was used up, and kept on pumping because she still felt so exquisite. She kept her lips in place for my continuing pleasure until, exhausted and softening, I stopped.Suddenly I felt warm liquid flood over my cock. I looked down to see that she had kept all my come in her mouth and now had let if flow all over where our flesh met. She let her head hang down over the edge of the bed so her husband could see how my come ran down her chin, over her face, and into her hair.I reluctantly withdrew my soft meat from her soft breasts. I was useless now anyway, thoroughly used up by that massive orgasm. She sat up. She was a mess: my white seed all over her face, neck, and chest, her hairmatted with it, brown sauce staining everythi

She pumped her butt up and down in rhythm with me, making us both bounce up and down. The phone went flying off the mattress. I felt like a cowboy fucking the wild mare he was breaking. She brought those long legs together under me to squeeze me tighter, squirming, and now I knew what it was like to buttfuck a mermaid."Do it up my ass! Give it to me!" She bent herself back as if she were practicing to be a contortionist, so far her arms were fully extended pushing against the bed and her eyes stared at the ceiling, almost like ayoga pose. Analasana. Downward doggie style. I wrapped myself around those gorgeous legs stretching behind me, got a double handful of the luscious tits poking out in front, rammed my cock way up inside her rectum, and spurted my second white load into her superb derriere.She yelled as if she were the one coming, and yelled again and again with each of my spewing thrusts, groaned as my empty organ continued to grind inside her.Squeezing and groaned and wr

My laugh instantly demonstrated her naiveté. She did look a bit like a young Judy Garland. That wholesomeness just begging to be turned inside out. "I already have more accountants than I care to admit. What I don't have..."With that I brushed a finger along her trembling lips. I think they really were naturally strawberry. She could have worked her way through school modeling for a cosmetic company.Finally she understood. Her hand moved to the door latch, retreated. I was counting on her, well, her ability to count. I moved her hand, still on my leg, further toward the resolution of her difficulty. She looked straight at me, into me, understanding me. I really was loving those green eyes in that pale face, those big black pupils. What if the Wizard had turned out to be real and Dorothy had just gone down on him first chance, stayed in Oz instead of going back to miserable Kansas? Much better ending, don't you think?"You are wicked!" At last she cracked a real smile. "You actuall

I was in a hotel again, at the end of yet another business trip. Honest, I don't just fly around the country getting laid, and this morning although I was trying to get out early, maybe catch a bit of breakfast, one after another task appeared to keep me at my phone and laptop. Meanwhile my superpower was twitching, but I thought it had gone crazy and maybe wasn't real at all because it trickled up and down my spine instead of the usual place. But it did keep me answering texts and emails, thinking the next would be what my superpower was signaling for. But nothing except work happened.At last I stepped out of my room. At the same moment the door to the room across the hall opened. A man came out dressed in a jogging suit, a bit unusual since this was a business hotel in an industrial district.Everyone else I'd seen around the hotel was dressed as I was, all business.But that wasn't what caught my eye. It was the view into his room.It was a room just like mine, just like all the

Sometimes I think my superpower consists simply in being in the right place at the right time, and I'm just a dirty-minded SOB who knows how to take advantage of circumstances. At other times I know for certain it's real but I don't understand what it's trying to tell me. Take for example the other day.I'd parked my car on a residential street a couple of blocks from a suburban downtown where I was doing some business. It was a trendy town with impossible parking, but I found myself passing up spots because my superpower told me to keep looking. It finally let me park several blocks away and I has to hike to my meeting.I was just walking back to my car afterwards when I heard shouting. A man and a woman were yelling at each other. I got to my car and was unlocking it when I heard a scream come from behind the high hedges thatbordered the house I'd parked in front of. Of course I had to investigate.The scream was a woman's. My superpower twitched. I thought perhaps it was summoni