You are my morning thoughts,You are my mid-day prayer.You are my dinner time meal.You are my midnight craving. In this bed and in our world,WE are one.One filthy mind.One sensuous body.One heartbeat together.One soul shared between us.One canvas to create a singular masterpiece. No one understands our proclivities.No one understands our cravings.No one understands our hunger.This union is ordained by the power of lust and...

I didn’t recognize the girl moaning like that. How could she sink so low? She didn’t even respond to her own name. A man could say, “slut,” and she’d go to him. Another could say, “Whore,” and she’d crawl to him. What could make a girl do that? She was turned on, sure. But where did that inclination come from? Maybe it was the house she’d visit. Whenever she was there, a beast would come out of her. She’d stay nude except...

   "You have arrived to. The Beauchamps. Residence. Welcome...Louise." Five voices, the last one her own, screeched out of the ornicab’s logophone. The dissonant message struck her with an eerie nostalgia. The ornicab’s rubber door had softly sealed against the port, and delivered her right into a familiar patio. André Beauchamps had long been her favourite guest. An ageless, lanky man, crowned in sparse grey hair. He was...

I had been on dating and meet-up apps before, and had several accounts on various websites. It was always more an intrigue than a craving or a need, but I still wanted it. I had girlfriends before Ben and after, and I had some experience with men, but nothing like him.One day while scrolling through one of these apps I recieved a message from an older man named, the only name I ever knew him by was his screen name, Ben. I...

 I came in my mouthwhen I was pegged todayfor my Mistress claimsshe needs me to be gay. 14 inches in my holethrusting in and outI was squealing like a pigsquirming all about. You should have seen the lookupon Miss Honeys facewhen she realizedI finally knew my place. My manhood was erased for now I was her bitch doing what she saidto answer every wish. She threw my legs up highspread wide upon her breastsbefore she fisted...

"Maria, all these men want to impregnate you. Are you happy to let them try?" Maria's husband asked.The big-titted brunette, already naked and lying on her back on the bed with her legs spread, nodded."Yes, please," was all she managed to get out between her heavy breathing in anticipation of the first cock entering her cunt."So all twenty will be ejaculating inside your vagina- ""You mean dumping cum loads in her cunt!"...

I Ubered to my auction carrying several outfits in a garment bag. I wore jeans and babydoll T-shirt in case someone wanted to fuck the girl next door.Nicolette ushered me into makeup as soon as I walked in. Within an hour she had me presentable. I wore a beautiful emerald green velvet corset with black lace accents and matching green pumps, black thigh high nylons, and panties with garter straps attached.“I don’t look lik...

“I have a confession to make,” said Bell.“Isn’t that the point?” asked Cindy.“Well, yeah. But... I got us ‘confessing’ about our first times because I’ve been too chickenshit to tell you all about my fucked up life,” she said. Bell took a deep draught from the flask as if to prove she still needed liquid courage. “I’ve wanted to tell you all for so long, but I’m not sure you’ll see me… No. I know you won’t see me the same...

  "You are a Sensual Flower  in the midst of a  transparent bouquet." I will always be your rose;  I have been yours forever.  you are my enslavement.   A smirk on your face,  you watch the tramps who primp and prance  unashamedly before you.  Sluts and whores  bounce silicon tits in your face.  Jezebels and jades  beg you to own them.  You only crave them until you fuck them then cast them aside like the pitiful leeches...

Placed in a not-so-known part of my local town lies a small yet tidy-kept building, which every customer calls, "The Release". It was a Friday evening when I returned to the building by driving my way through the back roads. I parked up aside the building and stepped out of my car happily, with wry smile, and an upbeat swing in my step. I came to a teal-colored steel door and to the right of the door was a complex hand re...

The soft sunlight shining through the curtains wakes me and I stretch in my little bed by the window. Turning my head, I look at the clock on the bedside table and see that it’s ten minutes to six. I always seem to wake up the same time each morning. I lean up and look at my Master Matt laying in the big double bed across the room and I can see only his leg sticking out the covers and just a little of his dark blue boxers...