Sex stories

I feel I couldn’t resist, I feel helpless, and he now could do anything he wanted to me. He licked and sucked my shaft; he rimmed me into begging for his shaft to be in my hole again. He started rubbing his raw cock on my hole, it made me so horny. I was begging

They had a contract on the table. I would be trained as a house / sex slave, learn how to have orgies with their friends, fisting, double penetration, etc., etc. It listed lots of things I didn’t know. They knew they had me; I was struggling with money. They said, "If you aren’t sure, you can leave and think about it.

The African American muscle god threw his head back and once again he was grunting and groaning in a man’s passion… as I sucked his mammoth sized erection as if my life depended on it… I loved swirling my tongue over the thick veins on Grady’s cock

Not having bothered to change his clothes, the muscle god was still wearing the old school uniform and sipping a glass of red wine…
…the pillow he was seated on not doing much to relieve the searing stinging pain he was still feeling a few hours later…

Before the Canadian Prince realized what had happened his USA Stud was again sucking and slurping his right sided nipple, gently biting the very tip of it…then he was doing the same thing to Dave’s left nipple…the man’s right nipple…his left nipple… …and all the while Dave’s head spun under his blindfold, feeling like it was spinning in a reverse orbit…