By dogupme. Part One I cast a glance around the cluttered room, wondering where to start. “I don’t want anything for it.” the landlady said. “I just want shut of it all, so if there’s anything of use to you, you’re welcome to it.” From what I could see, the items of value would barely cover the cost of disposing of the trash, but there was a little workaround, and she was paying me a few quid for a morning’s
Read moreBy lovnbowser. Judy was glad her boss paid for this seminar to establish self-esteem. Judy had always had very low self-esteem for reasons we shall not dwell upon. Her boss, a woman, said she had loads of potential. She needed, however, to come out of her shell and express herself to her peers and managers. Thus her boss had enrolled her in this eight-day seminar that hopefully would help Judy deal with her image problem. Contemporaries had told Judy that
Read moreBy kalikay9. We pulled up to the house. It was nondescript, just like every other little house on the street. It wasn’t in the best neighborhood; the sidewalks were cracked and buckled, and trash littered the gutters. The area was rundown, so I ensured all the doors were locked, and our brand new camera hadn’t been left in the car when we got out. Mary already had it slung over her shoulder, one step ahead of me. “You ready?” I
Read moreBy Moe Lester. The black bull has a big cock hanging under its powerful loins, and its balls are as big as melons. When it moves, tossing its horned head, that massive hanging cock swings about, too, as if looking for soft flesh to fuck. When the bull snorts and paws at the earth, its cockhead seems to dig into the ground like a plow. Looking at the bull from the farmhouse window, Eve Lewis starts to get horny, and
Read moreBy Persephone. I’m a dog fucker. Yeah, that’s right. You read me. I’m a zoophile. I have a sexual attraction to animals. Always have done, always will do. Now we’ve got that little inflammatory statement out of the way. Let’s get onto the other introductions, shall we? My name’s Jane. I’m 31 and live in the United Kingdom, shall we? No point getting self-incriminating. I’m a tall redhead, with large (E size, do you?) breasts, but otherwise fit and healthy
Read moreBy TS Stagg. Vickie was sitting with her constant companion, Duke, on the floor of the balcony outside her room, looking up at the stars and listening to the sounds of the night. Duke’s head rested on her lap, occasionally lifting at the sounds of Vickie’s mom, Dad, and “Uncle John” on the patio around the side of the house from them. Uncle John was a long-time family friend. She had always called Uncle John, even though they were not
Read moreBy DiscipleN. Over the following week, Kane mounted me as often as usual, once or twice daily. Each time, I made sure to take his jutting member in my douched, excessively-lubed ass. I video recorded each session and sent them to Connie. She emailed, “These are fine.” I wrote, “He has started to bite my shoulder while he mounts me when I stick him in my bum.” I rubbed my shoulder upon typing that. Kane was biting almost hard enough
Read moreBy Zipper. Selina, who was sunbathing in her bikini, awoke to a delicious tingling in her teenage cunt. Maybe she’d lain too long in the garden and was getting sunburn. She opened her eyes to see. “Biff! … No!” He was licking between her thighs, acting like the silly dog he was! She brought her knees together against his thick hairy body, and when she squeezed his muscled chest, it made a sharp little thrill shoot up her backbone. But
Read moreBy TS Stag. I had just finished putting the finishing touches on Comstock’s new house and put the cedar bedding inside when he was out in the backyard. He could get in and out of whatever weather we had. We had a beautiful early summer day, 74 degrees, with only a few high clouds drifting by. I had the lawn chairs set up under the popup and was enjoying an orange soda when my phone buzzed. It was Hannah. “Hi
Read moreBy Sir Pier D’Accoure. Part I I cannot understand how and why this had happened to me. How did anyone decide I was suitable for what they needed. Where did that happen, and how did I get here? It started, and I would have hated the idea of what I would experience, but then there were gaps in my memory. I recall leaving the offices on a sunny evening and finding myself in what I thought was a farm building.
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