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I whispered, keeping my voice low so Xavier wouldn't hear every word. "No! Tell me what happened", she shrieked, making me flinch as I kept a bit of distance between my ear and the phone. Sheesh. Well someone's excited. "Well", I whispered. "Xavier is practically a slobbering mess. You know that cock ring I ordered online a week ago?", "Shut up! No way! You used it?" "Mmhmm" "OMG!! Girl he is obviously going to be such an orgasm deprived mess right now but do tell how did you use it?"

Oh God, I do love younger men. Doris shifted on the bed to spread her legs wider; three fingers of her left hand slipping in and out of her pussy. “Oh, god. I so need to have an orgasm right now... Oh, I can’t help it. These stories sound so realistic... so very vivid, oh, if only I could... if only...”

The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them. Would that it would happen for real, thought Elliot desperately as he considered ordering another drink. It didn’t look as if she was coming in tonight. Two small beers later, he felt the urge to visit the men’s room and as‘he trudged wearily in its direction, he decided that once he’d dealt with his natural function, he’d cut his losses and leave. When

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

NEW STORY TITLE: THE GIFT OF DICK AND PUSSY The following story will be told in multiple chapters. There's oodles and oodles of sex in it, even though it's not just a pure spank story. If lots of nasty sex isn't your thing, then why are you on this website? Weirdo.

She rolled onto her back, legs still trembling, looked up at him. “How…?” she asked finally. “Born this way,” he said simply. “Rare. Real. Doctors called it diphallia with vertical fusion. I call it useful.” She reached up, traced the twin shafts, still half-hard, glistening with their combined mess. “Very useful.” He smirked, leaned down, kissed her slow. “Stay the night?” Maya smiled, lazy, sated. “Only if you promise round two.” His eyes darkened, promise in them.

Dickson followed, slamming into my womb and pumping me full of his potent load, breeding my unprotected cunt. They stayed buried inside me, their cocks twitching as they drained every drop. Cum leaked from both my ruined holes in obscene rivers and when they finally pulled out, I collapsed between them, panting, my body trembling, covered in sweat, spit, and their cum. My pussy and ass throbbed deliciously. Darren stroked my hair almost tenderly. “Every evening, Kathy. You’re our toy now. Our perfect little cumdump.” Dickson kissed my cum-stained lips. “And you’re going to beg for it every single night.”

We continued kissing while I stroke his length, playing with its head using my thumb then going to the base and back to the top again. "You are wet," I whispered and sucked on his lower lips. I almost laughed out loud realizing usually guys say that to the girls. "That's my precum," He said looking serious still and kissed me again torridly. He tried to reach out between my legs but I stopped him before he touched me down there. "I have my period, remember?" I wouldn't want him to smell my stinky blood in his hands. You know people's instinct to smell their hand after touching something they already know stinks.

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