Cream Pie Stories

Taking my older fuck buddy to the beach where random guys hookup and blow each other. Everyone involved sucked some cock and was covered in cum.

Writing lurid tales of femdom, and masturbating over them, was as far as Percy thought his desire to be dominated would go. Attending a BDSM writers function, he finds he's been sought out by a woman whose desire is greater than his... and that desire is to own him, and put him to good use. Hopelessly submissive, Percy is an easy conquest for her, and he is elevated to a female dominated heaven, where all those fantasies he's written about, become an erotic reality

The choice of being a ghost was not hers to make. So she just had to make the best of things and hope for the new outlook on her plane of existence to pull her through.

Firstly, apologies to all witches; I know that this tale has no bearing on your ways and practices, it is pure fantasy. Back in the 1600's the 'Witchfinder General' was responsible for the deaths of over 300 women, many totally innocent, others persecuted for their beliefs. A pledge for vengeance on all those descending from one Matthew Hopkins is confirmed by a coven, whose dark order is passed down the generations by its dominant female members; their quest to eliminate, relentless.

emails, chats on the phone - all are great. Then meeting up becomes possible...

A drunk coed and a party full of horny guys... Now what could come of that?

Sandra pouted and reached over to run a hand up his thigh. "But honey, it could be fun! And you know I've been craving a good, hard fucking. You never seem to have time for me anymore." She leaned in closer, her voice low and seductive. "If we won, you could watch me ride that huge cock and scream his name while he pumps me full of cum. Wouldn't you like that, baby?"