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Giving head like a goddess: a tribute to the blow job
This incredible story about giving head like a goddess and getting fucked like a slut is written and read by Sundial, and originally appeared on her website.
Kneeling naked at your feet I look up into your eyes.
“Be a good girl for me and we’ll get you off.”
Savagely fucked by my reply guy
This fabulous casual sex story about getting savagely fucked by a reply guy is written by Charlotte Bayes, read by Sherryl Blu. Note that it contains some consensual choking.
I do not wish to be perceived as desperate, but after a catalogue of bad experiences both on and off The Apps, I really didn’t know what else to do but to debase myself on Twitter dot com. Asking for a date at the very least on the ‘hell site’ might be able to at least bring some more like-minded people together as opposed to random swipes and hours wasted talking to seemingly normal men. Or men who seem normal at first then turn out to use curtains instead of bedroom doors in their houseshare. They made it very clear I had to try something else.
Just a set of fuck-holes
This glorious story about being used as a set of fuck-holes is written and read by the fabulous Sundial, and originally appeared on her website.
And here I am, a nearly naked shackled X bent at the middle. The lower part of the X is formed by my gorgeous new spreader bar. My ankles are wrapped in the supple leather that are its cuffs, unable to move. My torso is laid face down on the table. My arms are stretched out, tits squashed under me. My wrists are secured in leather shackles which you (rather ingeniously) attached with belts to the legs at the far end of table, forming the upper part of the X. There is no give at all, I cannot move.
I want you to fuck me with my knickers on
This delicious story about asking to get fucked with knickers on is written and read by the fabulous Molly Moore, and originally appeared on her website.
“Stop” he says. “What are you doing?”
“Taking my knickers off,” I reply over my shoulder.
“Well don’t,” he responds and I can hear the slight husk in his throat that tells me he means it. I stop what I am doing. Straightening the lace back over my hips and bum, I then turn to face him.
The conundrum: How do I want you?
This fabulous piece – “How do I want you?” – is written and recorded by Robyn, of RobynEatsEverything.
Why do you have to make everything so difficult simply by being you? I want to take my time with you, time to worship every inch of that impossibly sexual body of yours and learn exactly what my touch does to every little bit of it. But I also want you, need you, demand you, now. And I mean, now, right now, because you and your body are the most urgent things in my world.