Brynnan delivers retribution on the Invaders. Geraint and Nijal come to his assistance. The Council is distraught, but the Bard soothes them with his harp and guides their decisions. Brynnan summons his Father, King Arawn of the Underworld and is fucked lovingly. Brynnan journeys in Raven form.
A true story of the best day of my life. A sexual romp with men and women. 24 hours of fucking, being fucked and more cum than one person should ever have.
Whilst staying over at a friend's house, I have my first scat/nappy experience with a pervy older man.
*WARNING: This story contains heavy watersports, scat, and diaper usage. If this is not something you're comfortable with, please do not read ahead. All characters are fictional and over 18 years of age. You have been warned*
Russ was still wound up from having done the foursome with Shep earlier that day: “I’ll bet Shep’s gonna move on this big time. That was crazy watching his huge cock breed this bitch.”
After popping Josh’s cherry last time, post-gala dinner, we decide to head into the mountains for a long weekend away, taking a nostalgic bus ride east, to enjoy nature, fireside titillation and fucking hiking.
He slid his jeans down his legs, revealing those wide quads, muscled calves. He peeled each sock off, exposing those perfect looking feet, leaving him completely naked in front of me. He was beautiful, from head to toe. And if we weren’t both attached to someone…
In the city of Hesperon, Brynnan, Geraint, and Nijal attend the Council Chamber, where they meet the Invaders. Alone with Hesperon’s Lord, Pentayn Tyreth, Brynnan is rendered unconscious. The Lord rapes him. Then he calls one word: ‘Ysbryd’ and retribution comes.
Brad, Scotty, and Brian settle into their new life together. Brian get's a job, the new couple make their first big purchase together, so many great things happening. The only thing missing is a little privacy, Scotty and Brad find a way to be alone in private... well maybe not as private as they thought
It had been a hard week. Our platoon was out in the field on training maneuvers. We arrived back at the barracks tired, muddy, and chilled to the bone. We figured out two days in that Sarge, being the asshole he is, didn’t tell us we’d be camping out and in the open the entire week so he could teach us a ‘readiness’ lesson. It was November for fuck’s sake. We had no gear, no cover, no vest, just boots, fatigues and weapons.
It’s been a while since we visited the family farm with Jordan, Ted, Chet, and me “Squirt”. So I bring on Chapter 17 of this old favorite. Well Christmas and New Years were an emotional roller coaster and packed full of family, parties, fun, games and sex, yes sex that involved all 4 of us which only happens a few times a year now. See what happens as we approach spring and our impending wedding.
As soon as we were in the elevator, Rob cornered me, moving slowly into me, pushing me backwards against the mirrored wall. I looked up at him, his face in a slight perma-grin as his huge frame dwarfed me. “So you like to be dominated eh?”
Serge is in Ohio (USA) and I live in Toronto (Canada). Our relationship evolves through words and pics, never face to face, not even by some visual app.
As we come nearer the conclusion of the tale of the Blue House, its denizens are swept into the greater dealings of Westrial and the Kingdoms of Ankar, and Connleth begins to awaken to his future.
We followed Brian to the back of the trailer and waited as he opened the rolling door, then we climbed up. Inside were lots of blankets and some furniture that Brian was hauling. He flipped on some lights and slid the door closed to give us some privacy.
Joe recounts his experiences on his last day in the Big Apple, on the plane ride home, and back in San Diego. "I did a double-take when I saw the man in the back row playing with himself, and he had a lot to play with. It was huge."