“My friends all say to me, ‘Darren, you’ve got a nice job. Why don’t you move someplace better?’ And I always have to tell them that there’s nothing like a hipster stretching her ass around your cock in the morning. There’s no way I’m ever moving out of the student ghetto!”
“Hear that? He likes fucking me in the ass, Justin. So, what’s your excuse?” Lisa teased her boyfriend.
“Your sister has a tighter ass,” her boyfriend shot back.
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Serena tongued his asshole and stroked his cock, hoping she was pleasing him. She knew it wasn’t likely since she was just doing the bare minimum, but he said he wasn’t ready to let her suck his cock yet.
“I just think we should go on a few more dates before we get kinky. I mean, I’m a good guy, I don’t just let any woman suck my dick. So, let’s just make out for now. You can kiss my ass and pump my cock… if… if you promise to be gentle, I’ll even let you lap the cum off my belly.”
She hoped he’d let her.
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The Coffee Shop: Free Anal With Every Purchase got a new review on Smashwords. Obviously, the first reviewer doesn’t agree with the second, but you can always check it out for yourself.
(I don’t buy the “not well written” bit since I’ve had plenty of people tell me otherwise. However, here’s the semi-negative review along with the positive one from before.)
If you’re a fan, your positive reviews can help a lot.
(PS - Just looked at John Doe, Sr’s account on Smashwords. Looks like he tends to give 1-stars, so I guess 3-stars is a “rave review” from him.)
“Clean that cock, you little slut! I’ve been fucking your mom in the ass all night, I’ve got places to be, and you’re going to take this whole cock into your throat, balls-deep, and lick the balls clean before I go. Got it?”
She moaned a ‘yes, sir’ around his cock, letting a few more inches press down into her throat.
“I really need to move out. Ever since I turned eighteen, every guy Mom brings home from the bars uses me to clean his cock and balls, and half of them have me kiss their assholes before they leave! I’d like to get my ass fucked sometimes too!” she thought while trying to breathe around the massive cock clogging her throat.
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It was supposed to be for Halloween
I’ve got a bit written on a story called “Butt Banged By Bigfoot” which is obviously supposed to be a bit of tongue-in-cheek erotica. The heroine ventures out into the woods and uses tree knocking, calls, etc to attract a bigfoot. Of course, the bigfoot is turned on just as much as she is.
I have been slowed down quite a bit from the surgeries and recovery, but work is progressing on stories… just at a slower pace.
I’ve also got some minor work done on a story about a nurse who helps her patients with their sexual tension. Plans and snippets of writing for several other stories as always.
“You really want me to believe that a woman would sit around and listen to a man without a cock up her ass? Do you just think I’m a fool or a damned fool?” Kelli asked.
“I’m telling you, that’s the way things were a hundred years ago. I learned about it in my history class last week,” he said and pushed his cock a little further into her ass.
“That’s crazy. That can’t be right. How the hell is a woman supposed to keep from getting distracted without the constant pain in her ass reminding her that a man wants her attention?”
“Apparently they just did. I don’t know how-”
“Crazy! Speaking of distractions, can you fuck my ass real hard for a couple minutes? I can feel my mind wandering.”
“Sure thing!”
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Some sluts are unbearably addicted to dick. It’s important to help them learn to hold back until a man allows them access to his cock.
The lusty lower-half completely restrained, rope binding her by the hair, and weights on her tender nipples; all to keep her in place against her powerful urges.
Bring your cock close, but do not allow even the tip of her tongue to touch it. Soon, she will do anything for the chance to experience your cock, including waiting until she is told to move.
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Apparently, someone over at Kobo was not into Audrey’s New Life.
Obviously, I think it deserves better than one star. (Doesn’t every author?)
Well, I prefer to publish even the negative reviews here. After all, someone who disagrees might be inspired to add a more positive review.
“Are you glad I had your little slut ass mind blanked?” he asked.
“Yes, sir. Yes!” she said.
“Are you glad I sent your older sisters and your mother off to be hucows?” he asked.
“Yes, sir. It was the best idea, sir! You’re so smart, sir!”
“Are you ready to get your little whore ass knocked up?”
“Yes, sir! Please! Please!” she begged.
“Glad I had you mind blanked and conditioned to be so agreeable. After I knock you up, I’ll send you off to the hucow farm too.”
“Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!”
“I’ll need to do this with my next secretary as well…” he thought while continuing to pump his cock into the eighteen-year-old’s tight cunt.
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Yet again, Caitlyn found herself pinned between two huge cocks, her petite body barely able to accommodate them.
“Doesn’t take a lot of slut to keep two guys happy. A little slut will do just fine,” one of the men said.
“You sure as fuck know it,” the one fucking her ass replied.
She wondered if they’d be done after they came or if they’d be taking her back to their place.
“No that it matters either way,” she thought.
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Claire At The Store: Free Fuck With Every Purchase got a review and is it a doozy or what?
Bwahahahah! Wow!
A one-star review based only the title. That’s classy. ;)
Looks like someone else gave it 5 stars though.
Well, here I am, even posting the nasty reviews. Obviously, I think a one-star that’s based on the title is shoddy reviewing, but you can make up your own mind. :)
Looks like some fans/readers must have reported the “one star without reading it” review because it seems to be gone today. Thanks to whoever reported it :)
“You know, I came here before The Act passed, and I tell you, there’s a big difference between seeing the sights and seeing the sights with your dick in some slut’s ass,” he said.
“Ye-yeah, it’s been really different for me too,” Sara agreed.
“Huh? You’re on vacation too?”
“Yeah, off work for another week,” she said, grinding her ass back.
“Rock! Then it won’t be a problem for me to take this hot ass back to my hotel!”
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Mind Blanked Cheerleader (sample)
Summary: Candice is just heading to the showers after practice when Melissa and Emma roll up and convince her to join them for a trip to the Eighteen-And-Up mall in hopes that they can all get mind blanked.
Are they right? Will her uniform be an asset despite the smell of sweat covering her body from practice? Will anyone actually choose her to fuck and blank?
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Candice trudged back from the football field, her cheerleading uniform heavy with sweat, her brown hair in a ponytail that had started out tight but came loose during practice, and her muscles aching for a hot shower.
Practice was a lot harder than she thought it would be and had become even harder since she’d turned eighteen.
“Yo, slut, wanna ride?”
She rolled her eyes and feigned ignoring Melissa. Her friend had an annoying habit of being a bit too loud.
“C'mon, I got someplace fun we can go. All the way, baby!”
She stopped and looked over at Melissa and Emma sitting in a hot red convertible with the top down. Emma was shaking her head and Melissa was grinning like a moron.
“We’ve already gone there, like, every Saturday,” Candice said.
“C'mon, get in the car. We’re heading to the eighteen-and-up mall, slut! I need to get some dick in me,” Melissa said, smacking the side of the car for emphasis.
“We’re going to see if we can get blanked this time,” Emma said, quite a bit quieter than Melissa, though that wasn’t hard to do.
“Hell yeah! Three young sluts at the mall gettin’ down and gettin’ dick! Let’s do this thing!” Melissa shouted.
Candice’s shoulders slumped and she sighed. She knew it was pointless to argue with Melissa when she got a plan in her head but she’d had enough of going to the eighteen-and-up mall. They’d been there every night that week and they’d barely been fucked at all.
“I don’t know, Mel,” she said. “I’ve got to shower and change. I’ve got homework and-”
“Don’t change, slut! That cheerleader outfit is just what we need!” Melissa interrupted.
“But I’m covered in sweat and smell like-”
“You smell like you’ve been getting your tits fucked off! It’s perfect!”
“Mel! Do you have to talk like that all the time?” Emma asked.
“Hey, I’m just doin’ me. Hoping it’ll get some guys to start doin’ me,” she said, elbowing Emma in the ribs and grinning at her own joke.
“Ow! You’re gonna bruise my ribs. Stop it!”
“They’ll just match your tits. Man, watching that guy pick you up by those jugs while he was fucking your ass yesterday, it was a thing of beauty,” Melissa said, pretending to wipe away a tear. “Wish they’d do that to me.”
“You’d have to grow some real breasts first,” Emma said, an evil little smirk on her face.
“Awe! You wound me, slut. And right into my heart, no tits to step the arrows, you know?” Melissa said, turning to wink at Candice as she said the punchline.
Candice shook her head and looked up at the fading blue sky.
“So, you coming, slut? ‘Cause we are gonna be cummin’ with or without your ass. Be better with your ass though,” Melissa said.
“Please,” Emma begged. “It’s just not the same at the mall if I don’t get to see some guy fuck you.”
Candice shrugged. “Don’t know why I bother trying to tell you two no.”
She hopped over the door into the back seat and buckled up.
“Okay, sluts, let’s get our asses to the mall, get fucked, and get blanked like the hot-ass bitches we are!”
“Hell yeah!” Melissa screamed, pushing the peddle down on the gas and squealing the tires.
With the fairly insane way Melissa drove, it wasn’t long before the three girls were at the mall, had their IDs checked, were inside, and were sitting at a little round table in the food court drinking soda. This was where they usually sat to watch people wander around, fuck each other, and buy things.
“Think we’ll actually get blanked today?” Emma asked, her eyes locked on a large, hairy man who had a petite goth girl bent over a counter while he rammed his cock in her ass and made her scream.
“There’s no way we’re leaving today with our brains in our heads,” Melissa said.
She reached over to the table next to them, unzipped the pants of the guy sitting there, and started stroking his cock. It wasn’t long before he grabbed her head and shoved her down to the sticky floor where she knelt between his knees sucking his cock while Candice and Emma watched for a few seconds.
Emma leaned over and started kissing the man’s neck while her hand slid down his chest, over his soft belly, and came to rest on top of Melissa’s bobbing head. Candice watched them, her hand slipping under the skirt of her cheerleader uniform and pushing aside the fabric, to slide her fingers into her wet pussy before slowly circling and flicking her sensitive clit.
As she watched him slip his hand down the back of Emma’s skirt, listened to the muffled squeal she made into his mouth when his finger pushed into her ass, Candice bit her lower lip and moaned.
“You two are really something else,” he said, breaking from Emma’s kiss for a moment. “You know what? Think I’ll have you both blanked and take you home for a couple weeks.”
“Really?” Melissa asked, popping her mouth off his cock and looking up at him and Emma.
“Really,” he said, guiding Emma’s hand down to his cock so she could finish jerking him off on Melissa’s face.
A moment later, his cum still dripping from Melissa’s face, he had the two eighteen-year-olds by their asses and was guiding them down the wide mall hallway to the mind blank center. Melissa turned and threw one last wink back at Candice before the three disappeared into the crowd.
“I told them I should have showered and changed first,” she mumbled to herself. “No one wants to fuck, let alone blank, a cheerleader covered in sweat and stink.”
“Hey, you a real cheerleader?” a deep voice asked, pulling her out of her thoughts and back to reality. “Or did you just get an outfit from Build A Bitch?”
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Candice is just heading to the showers after practice when Melissa and Emma roll up and convince her to join them for a trip to the Eighteen-And-Up mall in hopes that they can all get mind blanked.
Are the right? Will her uniform be an asset despite the smell of sweat covering her body from practice? Will anyone actually choose her to fuck and blank?
Knees at her ears, cocks in her hands, and a dick in her ass. This woman is working hard to be the kind of slut every woman should aspire to be, the kind that puts her entire body into serving as many men as she can find to fuck her at once.
It’s important to serve your community with your talents and every woman can be talented at making cocks feel great!
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“So I told my girlfriend that there was no way I was quitting the Slut Scouts. I mean, I know I’m really doing good for the community every time I let one of you guys fuck me in the ass,” Kimberly said. “She dumped me.”
“Sounds like a real bitch,” Sam said, watching her ass bounce up and down on his cock. “I’m surprised you didn’t dump her first.”
“I thought about it, but I just kept telling myself I could make her better. I even tried to get her to sign up for the scouts too.”
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A week after the Sexual Service Act passed, it wasn’t unusual to see students at colleges completely naked, fucking like they were alone in the middle of student lounges.
Despite all the practice for weeks before The Act passed and the nearly constant anal fucking she got, every cock in her ass still had Melissa screaming and moaning.
“You’re going to have to get a ball gag,” one of the security guys told her. “We understand there’s a lot of men pounding your ass, but it’s your responsibility to keep the noise reasonable so you don’t bother students in class.”
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Over 220 pages and two days later, and I’m still looking at your blog and edging. Love the work.
Glad you enjoy my work :)
(PS - Looks like there’s currently a total of 514 “pages” on this blog http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/page/514)
He had his neighbor blanked on her eighteenth birthday. Of course, he meant to have Erin deblanked the next week, but then it was another week, another month, a year, and before he knew it, five years had passed.
“I mean, you’re just the perfect fuck toy. You’re mindless, tight, and always ready for my cock. How could I give that up by having you deblanked?” he asked the mindless slut fairly often.
He shoved his cock up her ass and glanced over at the calendar on his wall.
“Wait! Isn’t it Vanessa’s birthday today? Holy fuck! Your little sister is turning eighteen today! Guess it’s time to have you deblanked and have her blanked! Fuck yeah! New toy!”
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Julia watched her sister, Emma, twitch and moan in her new cage while the machines fucked her bound body. He had flipped a coin to pick which to mind blank into a pet that lived to cum and beg for cock and which to breed.
“Are you jealous of your twin, slut?” he asked.
“Yes, sir. No, sir… I mean… She gets to be a mindless toy, but I’m happy that you’re breeding me, sir,” she replied.
“Don’t worry, slut. After I’m sure you’re pregnant, I’ll have you mind blanked as well.”
“Thank you, sir!”
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“You’re a lucky girl, Brooke.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir,” she managed to say through the pain.
“Not every intern gets fucked in the ass by the boss and most of her male coworkers every day,” he said.
“No, sir… I guess not, sir…”
“We might have to hire you on permanently.”
“Really, sir?” she asked.
“Well, at least we’ll have you declared office supplies and keep you, even if you’re still not getting paid. Lucky, right?”
“…Yes… sir… Thank you, sir…”
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Barnes and Noble reviews...
Well, that’s all I could dig up there. Since Smashwords pushes my stories to Barnes and Noble, I don’t get alerts when new ones are posted. There are also quite a few that are just star ratings (no reviews) that I did not post. Hope you guys enjoyed seeing what other readers thought of my stories.
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The Elite stories got a “bizarre yet interesting” review over at Barnes and Noble :)
The Being 18 stories got a review over at Barnes and Noble :)
The Fucking Work Collection got a nice review on Barnes and Noble :)
(Another one where the star images don’t load, though it is a 5/5)
Slut Scout Ashley got a review (and an extra set of 4/5 stars) at Barnes and Noble :)
Sometimes, a simple “wow” says a lot :)
The Honor Student Avena stories got a review at Barnes and Noble. :)
Holiday Special: The Christmas slut got a review on Barnes and Noble’s site :)
Sometimes the images for the stars won’t load no matter how many times I reload the page, but this is a nice 4/5 here.
Claire At The Store: Free Fuck With Every Purchase got a review and is it a doozy or what?
Bwahahahah! Wow!
A one-star review based only the title. That’s classy. ;)
Looks like someone else gave it 5 stars though.
Well, here I am, even posting the nasty reviews. Obviously, I think a one-star that’s based on the title is shoddy reviewing, but you can make up your own mind. :)
Found some nice reviews of “Kinky College: Surprise Anal Sex Week” on Barnes and Noble’s website! :)
From the looks of this page, I might need to dig through and find some more reviews for my stories on Nook/B&N:
I was starting to get a bit bored with it all a few years after the Sexual Service Act passed, but then I found the registry of women who hadn’t had their freely available birth control implants installed yet.
There’s really nothing like finding a couple of good friends who are stopping for a drink and bending them both over the bar, fucking their fresh little pussies side by side, and cumming inside of each of them in turn.
When I spot them waddling down the street a few months later, I’ll know I’ve done a good job.
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Master! ♡ Could you please do something with the woman kissing the mans hole after they say 'I do'? As their wedding kiss?
I can’t find any images to caption that fit this. If you find one, let me know :)
“Let’s have a foursome!” Eryn had suggested.
She and Vanessa had been talking about it for a couple years, having sex with both of their boyfriends at the same time, maybe even more, swapping back and forth, getting completely wrecked.
Their boyfriends had agreed faster than they’d expected, but with a few stipulations.
“We fuck you the way we want to. If you disagree to anything, we’ll stop and that’ll be the end of the whole thing,” the guys explained.
“Yeah, sure, whatever you guys want,” Vanessa said and Eryn shook her head yes.
That’s how they ended up in an anal-only orgy with their boyfriends, who then called in a few dozen guys each to continue for hours on end.
“Well… I guess we got what we wished for… sort of…” Eryn thought, while two guys shoved their cocks into her over-fucked asshole at the same time.
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Sabrina the teenage bitch had a magic spell reflect back at her and she spent her eighteenth year as a slutpuppy.
“What’s that? You want a bone to play with? Don’t worry, sluttikins, all the guys are coming over and they’ll have plenty of bones for you,” her boyfriend said.
Sabrina wagged her tail and barked, excited to know that she’d soon be stuffed with all the bones a bitch could ever want.
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Every slut needs a balanced diet. The “Slut Food Pyramid” is a handy guide to make sure sluts get what they need for happy, slutty, healthy lives.
Yes..this pyramid hangs on the refrigerator…to remind her every time she goes into the kitchen
Apparently, people are printing and hanging up the Slut Food Pyramid.
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When some girls turn eighteen, their devout mothers will donate them to the Church of the Godcock.
“Today you learn that every hole you have is meant to serve the Godcock and the best way for a slut to serve the Godcock is through service to the many cocks of the world,” he said.
“Yes, sir… But do I have to be tied up?”
“Learn respect for tradition, girl! Now, it’s time for your first lesson in anal pleasure. Pleasure for me and my cock. Pain for your ass.”
“Ye-yes, sir… Ow! Ahhh! Oh! Oh, fuck! Oh, Godcock!”
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Sample Fiction (erotica)
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“You’re doing great, Marie! I’m sure you’ll earn that bump up in your grade after I cum up this ass,” he said.
Part of her was happy that the professor she had a crush on was fucking her ass.
“Re-really? So- So, I’ll get an A?” she managed to ask despite the pain lancing up from her ass with every stroke of his thick cock.
He actually stopped fucking her ass and laughed for a few minutes before he pulled himself together and spoke.
“No. You’re failing right now. This only bumps you up to a D, if I feel like your ass has earned it. Just like it says in the student handbook.”
“But-”
“Don’t worry, there are still chances for extra credit.”
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“Oh. My. God! I can’t believe it! I finally turned eighteen, I’m on my knees in the faculty restroom, and I’m sucking Mr. Griffin’s cock! I’m so telling all the girls what my teacher-crush tastes like after school,” Jordan thought, looking up into his eyes.
“I admit, I was a little unsure about the Slut Program for you senior girls when the new Student Council President put it forward, but getting to fuck your face really has me convinced it was a great idea,” he said.
“Fuck! He’s so mature and charming!” she thought.
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When Beth voted to pass the Sexual Service Act, she thought she’d get to watch a ton of slutty, blonde, bimbos get bent over and fucked all the time.
She hadn’t realized how many men had a thing for nerdy girls in glasses.
“Oh, fuck! My ass!”
“That’s what I’m doing, slut. I thought you were a smart honors student. Guess I’ll have to fuck this ass even harder just so you know what’s happening.”
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The Monday after the Sexual Service Act passed, Kayla made it into the office to see that every single one of her male employees was on time and none of her female employees had made it in at all.
The rest of her day passed in a blur as cocks were shoved into every one of her holes, cum was forced down her throat at the end of twitching dicks, and cum splattered across her face and torn clothes.
“So fucking glad I voted yes,” she thought. “I hope every day goes like this.”
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The Krampus Comes For Rachel (sample)
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Summary: Rachel has heard about The Krampus from her older sisters and now she’s finally eighteen. She’s been a naughty slut all year and she thinks she’s ready for the punishment to come!
The Krampus arrives, in all his bestial, powerful, and punishing glory. Rachel will have her teen ass whipped with birch rods, then her punishment will really start when The Krampus uses his cock to teach her a lesson.
Will Rachel change her ways? Will she stay off the naughty list? Or does she want to stay naughty and keep the Krampus coming back to punish her more?
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Rachel had heard stories about the Krampus from all of her older sisters. How the beastly, hairy, monstrosity would barge into their bedrooms on Christmas night, whip their tender asses with birch branches, punish them for all the naughty things they’d done over the course of the previous year.
Her hands roamed her slender body, one settling on her breasts and the other between her tight thighs. Her brunette hair splayed out behind her head on the white pillow and eggshell sheets. She closed her dark-brown eyes and bit her lower lip while she thought about all the naughty things she’d done that year.
“I’m eighteen now. You have to come and punish me. You have to! Just like my sisters. Please, Krampus,” she whispered while she stroked her middle finger across her clit. “Please! I need to be punished. I’ve been the naughtiest slut this year!”
A crunching of snow and a cracking of twigs from outside woke her from her daydreams. The clatter of cloven feet, leaping through the air and landing on her windowsill followed before her eyes had even finished flashing open. A breeze as cold and sharp as a blade of winter ice cut across the room, then the window slammed shut again.
Towering over her was a beastly creature, hairy, with the legs of a goat, covered in black fur. On his head, above a gruesome face, sprouted two horns. His chest, a pair of massive pectorals, heaved with each breath he took in and out of his fanged mouth and lead to a stomach so strong, she wasn’t sure how many ripples it had.
Above all us, beyond the birch rods he held in one hand, beyond the heady smell of an animal in lust, beyond even his narrow, unblinking eyes, the thing that held her attention most was the massive cock hanging between his powerful legs. Not an animal cock, she was sure it was in every form a man’s, but unlike any she’d seen before in size. It looked more like an arm than a cock to her and she saw it was twitching and growing as the beast glared down at her.
“Rachel,” his voice was like stones dragged over coals. “You have been a naughty slut this year and it is time you were punished.”
She backed up against her headboard, for a moment uncertain if she was truly ready for what was to come, but she knew it was time. She knew it was a time she’d been planning for, hoping for, and being bad in all the best ways to bring about.
She knelt on her bed, her shapely breasts thrust out, her nipples hard with the cold and her excitement, and placed her hands on her knees.
“Yes, Krampus. I have been a naughty slut,” she said, looking into his bestial eyes.
Within the space of one blink, he had moved across the room, taken hold of Rachel by her slender waist in one of his great hairy hands, and sat upon the bed, tossing her over his lap. She felt his cock, already long and thick, grow harder, wider, and longer still as she struggled to look back.
He raised the birch rods he held in one hand high, and in a blur, brought them down on her plush ass, filling the room with the crack of the wood on her skin and her muffled screams as she pressed her face into his rock-hard and furry thigh.
“Naughty sluts must be punished by the birch. They must have their tender asses red with welts and their faces stained with tears,” he said then brought the birch down on her young flesh again.
Rachel screamed out, knowing her sisters were listening to every sound of her torment, ready for their turn with the Krampus. She squirmed, begged, moaned, and yelp as he tore into her ass with what seemed like endless strikes from his birch rod whip.
He spoke to her the entire time, but his words became little more than a soundtrack for her pain and lost meaning within the first few strokes. Her hands, reckless and lost to their own desperate grasping, soon found his thigh and his great, pulsating, cock.
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Holiday Special: The Christmas Slut (sample)
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Summary: Tiffany loves the holiday season and dresses like an elf, just for the fun of it. Sure, it means answering questions from people who think she’s working at the stores, but it’s great just to help people out and make their days better!
While she’s out shopping, she gets asked to fill in for an elf that called in sick. However, it turns out it’s for a holiday-themed “stress relief” service.
Giving the gift of her body, time, and sexual prowess to people who need it? What could possibly be a better way to spread a little holiday spirit?
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Tiffany loved the holiday season. Fake trees in every store, bright reds and greens everywhere, candy canes, and mall Santas everywhere she looked. For her, it was a magical time full of sweetness and warmth, even in the bitter snow.
She smoothed out her elf costume, setting a few of the bells jingling, and walked out into the cold, winter air of the busy city. Carols played out of storefronts on tinny, word out speakers and shoppers moved in small crowds of blank-eyed consumer glut.
“I just wish there was a way I could make the season happier for even one of these people,” she said to herself.
She’d been out shopping that day too and a lot of people had asked her for advice and directions in all the stores she’d been in. She wore an elf costume, a reindeer costume, and a Santa Claus outfit at least once every year, just for the fun of it.
“Sure, people get a little confused and think I’m a worker at the stores, but then I get to help them and spread a little joy,” she’d told her friends on more than one occasion.
“Miss! Whatever the other store is paying you, I’ll double it!” she heard a voice shout from across the street.
She looked around and spotted an older, balding man in a wrinkled suit waving from an open door leading into a store she’d never noticed before. She pointed at herself after looking around to see if there was anyone else he could be talking to.
“Yes! You, in the elf costume. Our elf called in sick and we need one right now,” he said.
Tiffany crossed the street as soon as traffic cleared. She’d been on her way to finish a little last-minute shopping, but helping out someone who needed an elf, when she just happened to be walking by in an elf suit?
“That seems like fate to me,” she thought.
“You need an elf?” she asked.
“Yeah. You’re just about perfect. How old are you?” he asked, as his eyes wandered up and down her body, drinking in her long, slender legs in striped leggings, her narrow waist, and gentle, but provocative curves.
“I’m twenty-two,” she said, brushing back a lock of her black hair. “Why?”
“Oh, you know. Contracts and all that. Need to be sure you’re over eighteen,” he muttered. “My names, Rick Mulhoon, nice to meet you, uh?”
“Tiffany. Tiffany Spencer,” she said, reaching out and shaking his hand.
“Okay, Miss Spencer, if you just follow me, we can have you sign a few papers and you’ll be our elf for the day,” he said, leading her into the small, cramped store.
“So… Uh… What kind of work does an elf do?” she asked.
“Well, you know how a lot of people are really stressed out while shopping and just in general during the holidays?” he asked and she nodded. “Well, we provide a service that helps them relax and we do it with a holiday theme.”
She’d heard of those kinds of services. Places where Christmas shoppers got to have sex with holiday mascots.
“I… I don’t know if…” she stuttered for a moment.
“Ah. I see. Well, if you’re not comfortable with it… I guess there will just be a lot of holiday shoppers let down today. Nothing to be done for it,” he said, running a hand over his bald head.
“Well, I didn’t say I wouldn’t I just… How… how many people will be upset?” she asked.
He flipped through a few papers on his desk. “There are ten men and a woman who were hoping for an elf to bring them a little holiday joy today. But if you’re not comfortable…”
She looked down at the desk for a moment, her well-groomed eyebrows pushed together. “No. I’ll do it! It’s the season to make other people happy!”
“Perfect! I knew you were the elf for the job as soon as I saw you! Just sign this contract and we’ll get you set up in your workspace,” he said.
His smile was a little crooked and his face a little pasty, but she could tell that she’d already made his day better.
“Just think about it! I’ll make eleven more people happy today!” she thought as she signed the contract.
After adding her signature to a few pages of the contract, Mr. Mulhoon led her down a hallway with several doors leading off of it. She heard moans, squeals, and sighs from each. As a man was leaving one, tucking his shirt into his trousers, she peeked in and saw a busty redhead dressed in the top half of a reindeer outfit. The woman was panting, her face covered in cum, and a large, purple dildo sticking halfway out of her red fur-lined pussy.
“Did you see the smile on that guy’s face?” she asked.
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The first time Haley had been fucked in the ass in the middle of a busy park, she was mortified. Sure, she voted yes on the Sexual Service Act, but she hadn’t thought guys would start fucking girls just anywhere.
She was so wrong. She’d been fucked in parks, elevators, streets, the checkout lane at the store, public restrooms, fast food restaurants, and even on a table in front of her mother on mother’s day.
“Well, I did want the world to be more interesting. I guess getting my ass drilled by five guys before I can finish my afternoon jog in the park is ‘interesting’ if anything is,” she mumbled to herself.
“What? You should speak up or keep your mouth shut, slut,” the guy said.
“Yeah. You’re right. Want me to go ass to mouth?” she asked, hoping to end the ass fucking a little quicker, even if it meant tasting her own ass.
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Summer spent most of her time tits down while men her mother had upset rage-fucked her asshole. It had been that way since she turned eighteen. Her mother, an irritating bitch of a woman, often got rage-fucked. She said she preferred it that way.
It turned out, that the guys she set off took notice that she had a hot, young daughter. So, it only made sense that they started using the younger slut to take out the rage caused by the older slut.
“Well, at least I know that slut is jealous of me, even if I don’t particularly like painal,” she thought.
“This is for every snide remark your mom made in the last meeting, you little bitch!”
“Yeah… your boss fucks my ass harder,” she said, not thinking.
“Like mother like daughter! Just for that, I’m taking you home and punishing this ass for the next week!”
“Maybe I am… a bit…” she thought.
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Holiday Special: Thanksgiving (sample)
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Summary: Joe is spending Thanksgiving with his girlfriend’s family. Katie’s sisters, Stephanie and Samantha both help Joe relax.
Blowjobs, sex, anal, and turkey dinner! It’s all just part of Thanksgiving in a world where fucking your girlfriend’s relatives is a normal part of dating!
Stephanie, the older sister has no problem getting down on her knees and sucking Joe’s cock.
It’s Samantha’s first year at the adult dinner, she just turned eighteen, and she wants to make a good impression on her big sister’s boyfriend!
Does Joe have any attention left for Katie, his girlfriend, after her sisters help him relax?
Find out!
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Joe tried not to fidget while he sat on the couch. He’d been dating Katie for about two years and she’d finally invited him to spend a holiday with her family. It would be just him, her two younger sisters, and her mother. He smoothed out his shirt and looked around at the cozy living room. A small flat screen TV hung from the wall, with a tiny faux-wood shelf under it which held a DVD player and a few DVDs. From the kitchen, he heard the sounds of the four women cooking, talking, and laughing.
“Hey, you doing alright out here?” Stephanie asked, poking her head out from the kitchen and smiling at him.
Stephanie was Katie’s older sister, just a couple years older than Katie. Joe could see how they could be mistaken for twins from a little bit of a distance.
“Ye-Yeah. I’m fine,” he said and wondered if his smile looked as wiggly as it felt.
She brushed back a lock of her auburn hair, the same shade as his girlfriend’s, and pouted a little. “You don’t look okay. You just need to relax, that’s all!”
“Ah, no… I’m fine. Really. I just get a little nervous in new places. You know? Here I am, meeting Katie’s family, hoping I make a good impression, trying not to knock anything off the coffee table,” he said, reaching up and pushing the sweat on his brow back into his hair.
Stephanie sauntered over to him and knelt between the couch and the coffee table. He leaned forward a little and looked into her eyes, his attention momentarily straying to the tongue licking her lips, then to her soft, round breasts, the pale skin of her cleavage glistening with a little sweat from the heat in the kitchen.
She reached up, one hand on his belt and the other on his zipper, and smiled at the shape of his cock growing harder and larger in his pants.
“Like I said, you just need to relax,” she said, pulling his zipper down and reaching in to pull his stiff, thick cock free. “I know just the thing that’ll help you loosen up.”
She smiled, dipped her head, and he felt the first rush of her tongue flick the tip of his cock, then twirl around the head, before she slid her lips over it and lowered her head until his entire cock disappeared down her throat.
He leaned his head back on the couch and placed on hand on top of her head, stroking her thick hair and letting the sensations of her tongue under his cock, her throat pulsating around it, and her gentle moans move through him.
He looked over to the kitchen door and saw his girlfriend, Katie, leaning against the frame with one hand over her heart and smiling at them.
“I was wondering if you guys were going to get along, but it looks like Steph loves you to pieces,” she said, then turned and went back into the kitchen.
Stephanie pulled her mouth from his cock, a thin trail of saliva still connecting his cock to her lower lip, then dove down and began lapping at his balls. Joe gripped the couch cushion with one hand and a handful of Stephanie’s hair with the other, drawing out a deep moan from her.
He pulled her face back up the length of his cock and she dragged her tongue along the underside the entire way. When she reached the tip, she flicked her tongue under the head of his cock, then let him shove her down. She gagged and struggled a little, but soon adjusted to the thrusts of his cock and the pull of his hands, guiding her to deep throat him as rough and fast as possible.
A petite blonde bounced out into the living room, dressed in little more than a sports bra and a pair of pink underwear. Her hair was cropped short, which made her look like a forest nymph.
“H- Hi Samantha,” he managed to say as she hopped on the couch next to him.
She leaned in close, pressed one hand against his chest, and the other on his neck, drawing him towards her. Soon, her hot, little mouth was nibbling, sucking, and licking at his outstretched neck. She unbuttoned his shirt and let her fingers trace patterns on his chest and twirl the little bit of hair he had there.
He brought his free hand up, wrapped his arm around the blonde nymphette’s body and pulled her close. Her petite breasts pressed into his side sending a shiver up his spine. His other hand gripped a handful of Stephanie’s thick hair even tighter and began rapidly moving her up and down his cock, driving the tip deep into her throat with each stroke by thrusting his hips towards her lips while bringing her head down on his cock.
He pressed his lips to Samantha’s, breathing in her fresh, clean scent through his nose, and pushed Stephanie’s head all the way down on his cock one last time. As his dick twitched and jerked in her throat, he moaned into Samantha’s mouth and relished the shuddering of Stephanie’s breasts against his shins.
His grip on her hair relaxed and Stephanie pulled back, gasping for air for a moment, before smiling up at him. He let Samantha resume her exploration of his neck and chest and stroked the top of Stephanie’s head.
“You’re looking more relaxed already,” Stephanie said while pushing herself back up off the floor. “I’ll go check to see how dinner is coming along. You two just keep having fun!”
He watched her round, tight ass bounce off into the kitchen and let his mind drift over thoughts of her body for a few moments before turning his attention to Samantha.
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“M-mom, his dick hurts my pussy. It’s too big,” Natalie said.
“Now, don’t be rude. We’re paying Mr. Williams a lot of money to breed both of you girls and he’s even giving us a discount. So, you just thank him for that big dick and hope you get knocked up.”
“Yes, mom… Th-thank you Mr. Williams.”
“You’re welcome, little slut. It’s been a while since I’ve been hired to breed twin sisters, so I’ll take it nice and slow.”
“Thank you, sir…”
“If it’s too much for her, I’ll take it. I’ll have it now, Mr. Williams!” Grace said, wiping a little drool from the side of her mouth as she watched his cock stretch open her sister’s cunt.
“Don’t you worry. There’s plenty of cock for your turn too,” he said.
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Two dicks in her mouth and one in her ass, it was a slow night for Burcu. Sure, it was still a gangbang, but she liked the ones with at least seven men fucking her at the same time while a circle of other men waited to push their cocks in anytime one finally came.
“Well, I guess a girl can’t have a mind-wrecking gangbang every night,” she thought. “I should just be happy that these three guys are willing to fuck me.”
“Hey, let’s take her down to the bar after we cum and share her with all the guys,” the one fucking her ass said.
“Sure, why not?”
“Yes! Looks like I’ll get that line of guys fucking me tonight,” she thought.
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Hi Master, I'm a big fan! Can you do a gangbang post about a Turkish girl named Burcu please?
Mmm… Let’s see what I can come up with…
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Cheyanne, like all young women, went through the process when she turned eighteen. All of her body hair below her head and eyebrows was removed through laser hair removal, she was implanted with a birth control unit that could be removed when she was ready to be bred, and put on a series of hormone injections to sculpt her body into the form most in need at the time.
Some girls were made rounder, with soft curves while others were kept thin and compact. The process helped ensure that there were enough of each type of woman for the men to use.
“At least I didn’t end up with those giant, back-breaking tits Briana ended up with,” she often thought. “Though they apparently made my ass perfect, because that’s about all that gets fucked.”
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