A Halloween tale that is not recommended for the faint of heart. You go to see a horror film to be scared witless. You chose to read this? OK, but don't complain about it afterwards.
In a Kansas City apartment reeking of stale cum, sweat, and Monster energy, Derek’s router finally cooperates for the filthiest long-distance session of his life. Marisol, spread wide in Seattle, demands total degradation: spit-lubed fists, ass-to-mouth fantasies, self-facial swallowing, and gulping his own thick load while she squirts across the room. Seven brutal rounds of narrated depravity leave them both wrecked, sticky, and planning an in-person sequel that will condemn the couch forever.
A college class in cultural psychology takes a look at the universality of sexual customs and rituals. Fear of and desire for sexual humiliation is demonstrated in both theory and practice.
Grace is at that age when games are not games any longer. She is expanding her sexual IQ and is weeding out the losers from the ones with that special ability to make her tingle the way she knows she has to have it.
Enclosed please find the "Sponsor" information packet for our 7th annual Spring Break Adoption Fundraiser Social, commonly referred to as the "Panama City Sorority Slutathon".
When I was 18yo, I was doing a fair bit of swim training at the local pool. I'd get horny from wearing my tiny speedos and one day I was in the showers jerking off when the pool manager caught me. Ow boy, did he punish me.
Cathy has the house to herself for the weekend, so she decides to soak in a hot bubble bath. However, before getting into the water, she orders a pepperoni pizza to be delivered to her house, figuring she'll be done before it gets here. Ding Dong! Oh, no, her pizza is here already? Getting out of the bath, she wraps a towel around her wet body and goes to answer the door. What could go wrong?