Distance makes... well, you'll see. "I leaned forward and took him in my own hand. He came for me then, his seed seeping over my fist, and I rubbed it back over him until he stopped me with a gasp."
“Chee! How can you even think like that?” she said… right before she held my cock and whispered, “It stays between us.” What began as accidental towel slips and sneaky photos ended with her riding me like she’d been waiting years. A real, raw Indian mother-son journey from fantasy to full-on daily forbidden sex.
Married to a shy wife there in a rut so encourages her to try a up market swingers club, we can just watch he said, but once there things moved fast and luckily she liked it.
A bored and lonely handyman once stumbled on a curious yet fascinating and repulsive kink on his old message board. Working with his shy, awkward niece Frankie should have been a welcome distraction, but instead it forces him to confront the parts of himself he'd rather keep hidden.
This is a story about what happened after I decided to get myself a slave for a week to use, abuse and just plain put through hell. This story is going to be pretty extreme, even though everything is going to be completely consensual. (Note: This story is not done yet, and new chapters will be posted extremely irregularly)