A Long Time since My Last Cock Pt. 02

I looked around the neighborhood as I cruised through, headed to pick up my wife. Pretty swanky, upscale community with an easy commute into the city. The production company Tina (my wife) worked for had rented one of the homes for the day to shoot in, so that was where she had worked today. I had dropped her off at a coffee shop closer to our house on my way to run some errands. One of the production assistants was there grabbing coffee for everyone, and Tina had ridden here with her. Normally Tina would drive her little Bimmer, but it was in the shop. I had gotten laid off from my job last year when the company was bought out, and the purchasing company low balled nearly all of the long-time employees. The only people they gave decent offers to were expert brown nosers and sycophants, but were basically useless at work. I, and the majority of the rest of our company, had walked rather than take the measly hand outs and demotions they were offering. Word around the campfire was, tha...

Daniel was a 6'6 British man who had moved from London to Lew York in the early 2000s for his career. His 6'6 frame held 240 pounds and being a ruggedly good-looking ex-athlete, he had no problems meeting and dating women. JC was a petite ex-model who was living in New Jersey. In her 30's, she was still an aesthetic knock-out. Long blonde hair, a fair complexion, stunning facial features, submissive demeanour, and a petite frame, she was the focus of many men's sexual fantasies. When the 2 met by chance online, they were infatuated with each other immediately. After an intense whirlwind relationship, Daniel asked JC to marry him. To JC, Daniel ticked every box she wanted in a husband and she eagerly agreed to the proposal. Before their marriage, Daniel and JC's sex life was exciting and loosely centred around her sexual fantasy of being a submissive partner in the bedroom. In all of her relationships, JC had enjoyed the male taking control in the bedroom and fanta...

Chapter 13 Advantages **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Disclaimer: This story is not meant as 'erotica', but dark adventure-fantasy. It may contain material that sensitive readers might find uncomfortable. Please be advised. Standing in the preparation area, her heart fluttering like a desperate bird in her chest, Leita felt a sense of strangeness at having attendants dressing her in her armor. To her, being garbed by someone else was something that those who owned slaves experienced, not a slave themself. Not that they were putting her into anything elegant or beautiful. She'd half expected them to put her into something simple, perhaps just a single breastplate or another old shirt of chainmail like the one she'd worn during her first fight. However, she'd been supplied with a full suit of boiled leather, over which were strapped a few strategically located small plates of thin, lightweight steel. The armor wasn't in all that good of s...

There was this girl who always wanted to go to a cemetery. She has always admired the tombstones, crosses, and statues surrounding this gloomy, peaceful place. She often wondered when would be that day where she will be able to explore such place. One day, she met a guy in a local bookstore who, like her, was also looking for a copy of Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book. She was already holding the book when the guy talked to her, "So you would also love to read that?" she nodded. The guy spoke again, "I also want to. I have always been fascinated with Gaiman's writing style. How about you?" "Well, I have always been fascinated with cemeteries.", the girl replied. The guy suddenly grinned, "Interesting. Hmm. Do you want to visit a cemetery later?" He offered. In her excitement, she agreed to it. It was close to midnight when they travelled to a cemetery near a sea. It was also raining so the air felt colder. The girl began chilling. She d...

Episode 01 : Welcome To Funnest Hotel The Playboy Hotel (Formerly The Beverly Hills Hotel)... Beverly Hills... "Yeah?... He's kinda busy right now. Hehe... Uh huh. OK. I'll tell him... They're having a problem downstairs, big bro. OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!! UHH!" My sister Kaia pauses to cum. Not even any bubblegum chewing. Just clenching her teeth, looking at me with a wide eyed, cum hypnotized gaze while her sweet, 19 year old pussy violently shoots her pussy milk all over my fifteen inch dick. Oh hell yeah. Mmmmmmmm. Damn, my dick is lovin' It. She hands me the phone, still not saying a word. She's riding me on the hotel bed, my wife Kim Kardashian still asleep beside us. I move her myself on my cock, grinding my dick with her cumming pussy. Nice and slow while Kaia rides out her extremely intense orgasm. By the way... I'm James. Mr Playboy himself. Yep... that Playboy. It was a gift from a sugar mama. A real rich, real sweet one. She got it in a ...