Lil' Suzi

Author's note: This story kept popping into my head the last few months prior to writing it and would not let go. I tried resisting because the main plot of the story has been done to death since the 1980's (although typically in a more heterosexual format), including my first—and best—story "Anna Louisiana." But then a plot twist involving the mother of one of the main characters came to me a few days before I started writing, and it was too good to pass up. I have both her parents say things that I have read or heard from actual hardcore conservatives and Christian fundamentalists. And chapter 3 is based on my own experience of the one time I attended a fundamentalist church service for a co-worker's wedding. Chapter 3 may seem a bit long, and at first it may not seem to have much to do with the story, but it's necessary for the plot twist to work. I started writing this story in July 2020, when the outcome of the election was uncertain. (Yes, I am a slow

I must admit, I enjoy watching my wife being fucked by random guys. Gone are the days when I could fuck the whole night through. To be honest nowadays one orgasm and I am done for. Emma my wife is 16 years my junior and still has a very healthy sexual appetite, extremely healthy indeed. Anyway, I occasionally invite a young guy back, usually one I've picked up from the pub. The attraction of a sexual forty something cougar is usually enough to get them hooked. One time was with a guy called Tom, 20'ish, well-build and eager to please. I texted Emma to ensure she was up for it, of course she was!! We arrived home at around 10pm both too eager to wait until closing time. Emma was waiting on the sofa, just wearing her satin wrap. When we arrived, I introduced Tom to her, Emma kissed him full on the lips and led him upstairs, I followed excitedly. I slipped the robe from her shoulders and as it fell to the ground, I told Tom my wife was his to use and do with as he wished. I then

(hope you're enjoying this! let me know what you think in the comments) It had been a long, uncomfortable night, with devices shoved in both her holes, occasionally sparking to life, just long enough to get her worked up, but not long enough to get her off. Hannah knew from past experience that the batteries wouldn't give anytime soon, especially if Miss Coerator had switched them for fresh ones. Hannah squirmed in the bed, feeling the sheets beneath her get wet with her sweat and other fluids, hoping that Miss Coerator didn't figure out any of the custom controls for the thing shoved into her butt. It had taken a lot of work to customize, but she'd never expected it to be pushed into her and made impossible to remove! Throughout the night, she had tried to touch herself, but the leather mittens uselessly brushed against the chastity belt, unable to do more than shift the metal slightly. She could feel her pulsing, drenched cunt, so close, but so far away, locked behi

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Adam didn't break their embrace, holding Miles firm against his chest as they gasped for breath. He leaned his head down, still breathing hard, and kissed Miles' neck, lightly licking the skin, which was salty with sweat. He could feel his own cum slicking the inside of Miles' ass, and thought he felt a dribble running down his testicles. Miles sighed contentedly and shifted his ass slightly. His sharp intake of breath afterward caused Adam to look up. "You ok?" Adam asked. "Oh yeah, fine," Miles said with a dismissive head shake. "Your dick is just... It's literally the exact length and curve to just drill my prostate. Literally every time you or I move, it rubs hard against the button, and uh... Yeah, it's pretty much melting my brain." Adam chuckled, and then belly laughed when the movement of his diaphragm caused his dick to move and Miles to yelp in response. Adam shifted his cock about an inch further out so that it wasn't d