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wrongonesin: (I don’t usually repeat images, but this one, solo from the whole series of the other day, evokes a different story)“That’s right. Cum again for us.”I had no choice. My pussy clamped down on the buzzing dildo pumping inside me. My
wrongonesin: “I don’t know, I don’t know…” I was having serious second thoughts. I’d never “been” with anyone besides Evan, and here I was, naked with his older brother’s hands on my breasts and belly. Jerry was a good kisser, and
wrongonesin: “Have you ever watched yourself cum?” he asked, moving the mirror into place. I shook my head no, embarrassed by the question, but also unable not to look at my reflection. It hadn’t taken much rope to bind me, immobile and open.
wrongonesin: “M- Mrs. Anndra… I- I think we s-should stop now.” I barely heard him, and his words didn’t even make sense to me. All I cared about now was getting my orgasm. His cock was so delicious - thick and curved just right. “You’ve
wrongonesin: “Now look up,” Joyce said, standing over me with my phone in camera mode, “These’ll totally get him all hot and bothered for you.” I smiled at that idea as she snapped a few pics scanning down my body. I didn’t quite spread
wrongonesin: “Happy Birthday, honey.” Mrs. Anndra said to her husband as he rebuckled his belt and rejoined her at the table. They clinked wine glasses and sipped, then kissed long and deep. She put down her glass and slid her cool palm across
wrongonesin: At Cassi’s Women’s Gym, all our trainers, aside from being in top shape themselves have to demonstrate a thorough knowledge of fitness and instruction. Each trainer is personally vetted by the owner, and her tough standards guarantee
wrongonesin: I actually really like being married. Brian is a wonderful man and I love him dearly. He’s the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. Still, home is home. And when we went back for the family reunion in the fall - just a couple
wrongonesin: When I told my parents that I was inviting my friend Shari home for Thanksgiving, I didn’t tell them she was my girlfriend. My folks are old school bible-thumpers, and I think it would kill them to know just how deep into hell I was going
wrongonesin: It was kind of gross the way his soft belly felt against my ass when I pushed back onto him. I tried to focus on that, to take my mind off the way his hot, bare shaft filled me completely each time - and the fact he wasn’t going to let
wrongonesin: “Holy fuck. We did it.” “Mmmm. We sure did. Did it feel different.” “Yesss. Hotter. Wetter. Real. More…full. “Full… here?” “Mmmmmyesss. Right where I want it. Where we want it.” “Do you think it worked?” “The
wrongonesin: The first minutes had been violent and fast. He’d managed to get the gag in my mouth before I was fully awake, so my attempts at crying for help where muffled as he roughly and efficiently bound my hands and then flipped me over and secured
wrongonesin: It had been a taboo lark, but I’d let it go too far. He was as big as all the stereotypes had said, and I came twice as he took me from behind, stretching me and filling me in ways I’d never felt before. But while I gasped and trembled
wrongonesin: It was a good fuck. Nice and hard, by a man who knew how to use his cock to good advantage. Until he gasped and pulled out and the hot stream of his cum splattered my back and ass. I turned back to face him, livid. “What the fuck? What
wrongonesin: Something felt different as he was fucking me, but I couldn’t tell what it was exactly. Then I thought I heard him whisper to her ‘The condom just broke.’ I still wasn’t sure, but decided it was time to stop the action no matter
wrongonesin: ‘The Crystal Cock of Chronos’ the so-called Priestess had called it. She held it before me and I couldn’t look away. The sight of it seemed to paralyze me. The transparent glass-like shaft was textured by veiny ridges, that pulsed
wrongonesin: He waited until I was cumming to tell me he wasn’t pulling out. I couldn’t say no. I could do anything about it but gasp and moan and squeeze him hard inside as he fucked harder and faster. As if part of me actually wanted it.
wrongonesin: Daddy had gone too far at the dinner party, not letting me fly to Paris with my ‘slutty friends’ for the weekend, and I left in a huff. I was so mad, I had to get back at him. I’d show him. I’d fuck his driver. and make sure he
wrongonesin: I pretend to be asleep as long as I can. But I always wake up as soon as Daddy quietly opens my door to ‘check on me’. And I’m always wet before he even touches me. Sometimes he just makes me shudder and cum, quietly, sleepily, and
wrongonesin: A man is fine every now and then, though even they can’t reach the places a well constructed toy can. But if you really want to be touched, if you really want intimacy, you need someone with the same, life-long knowledge of the equipment
wrongonesin: Only the top 4 students in my Senior government class got to go on the field trip to the Capital to see Congress in session. It was pretty competitive, and a highlight of the year. The school allowed it because of the prestige - and because
wrongonesin: My pussy could barely hold one load of cum. Two was definitely too much. But they were just getting started. Two of his mates held my legs wide open as my boyfriend slid his hand slid across my belly to circle my clit with a finger. He
wrongonesin: I knew I wanted a baby, but not a husband. As soon as I found this place, I knew I had to go and booked the next long weekend that coincided with my cycle. Everybody there is there for the same single reason. It was completely liberating,
wrongonesin: I’d been so unhappy Mom and Dad had let out the spare room to a college student to help make ends meet. When Misha showed up, I stopped complaining so much. At least he was nice to look at. Very nice. He was also a flirt - a very good
wrongonesin: My situation had past “out of control” long, long ago. Visiting the back room of the club with my date for a quickie because we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I had no idea where Donnie was now. Passed out? Beat up? Long
wrongonesin: Gail and I are the #1 team in the firm’s Mergers and Acquisitions department, and have been for 3 years running. Between the two of us, we can always guide, even the most reluctant of potential targets to see the benefits of working with
wrongonesin: I’d wanted this forever. And he’d worked me into a frenzy to prepare, teasing me with fingers and mouth until I was beside myself with lust. Still, when the cock pressed against my hymen, and pushed, and tore, it still stung, and I
wrongonesin: Peter and I had gone to Club Hedonist’s private beach for just such an opportunity - Lilly and Ivan were exactly the couple we were looking for - curious, adventurous, hot. I was sure the swap was going to be fun. And it was at first.
wrongonesin: I’d wanted this forever. And he’d worked me into a frenzy to prepare, teasing me with fingers and mouth until I was beside myself with lust. Still, when the cock pressed against my hymen, and pushed, and tore, it still stung, and I jerked
wrongonesin: Sure we’re best friends, but we’re also fierce competitors. Even with boys. When it comes to that first ‘slumber party’ together, we start with a race. First one to get their guy to cum, gets to have the other’s load as well. Shar
wrongonesin: After drinking the ritual wine, it felt like I was going to float away. My sisters caught me, though, and brought me to the side of the temple, laying me carefully in a protection circle. None of them seemed affected. I tried to apologize
wrongonesin: The name may have been stupid, but *everybody* knew the Finishing Camp for Young Women was *the* place to go for summer after Senior year. I mean the brochure, the video, the testimonials all showed it. A private island in the lake with
wrongonesin: It really was a good deal. The apartment was in the heart of the city, huge and fully, even opulently furnished. It was safe, near where I worked, with a cleaning service and more amenities than I even had time to use, all at a rent the
wrongonesin: The gallery opening had been fabulous, if grotesque. The invitation had come as a surprise - I’d never heard of the artist, but the gallery was in the old docks - just on the bleeding edge of the revitalization zone where old warehouses
wrongonesin: This is my addiction. When he buries himself in me and pushes, straining to get even deeper as his cock cums inside me. The pulse of him inside me, the tremor of his muscles, the look on his face. I can’t get enough of it.
wrongonesin: I pretend to be asleep as long as I can. But I always wake up as soon as Daddy quietly opens my door to ‘check on me’. And I’m always wet before he even touches me.Sometimes he just makes me shudder and cum, quietly, sleepily, and
wrongonesin: I was almost about to cum when bedroom door slammed open and Mrs. Walters voice began shouting. Mr. Walters froze in mid stroke, his fat cock halfway in my hungry snatch.“Again Edward! Again! Another poor child fell for your charms. I
wrongonesin: With eight of them, I didn’t stand a chance. I barely felt them rip my dress and underwear from me before I was on the floor, their hands everywhere, pawing, groping. They didn’t need seven men to hold me down and spread me open for
wrongonesin: We’d played kinky games throughout our courtship, so when Brian brought out the ropes in our bridal suite, all I did was grin and squirm, already getting wet. I’d decided long ago - was hoping to conceive on our wedding night, a romantic
wrongonesin:How could this be happening? I looked over at my husband. How could I be letting his new boss fuck me, bareback? On our own bed? How could _he_ let it happen? My husband just watched me with glazed eyes, as his boss’s wife swallowed the
wrongonesin:“Your results are here, Mr. Anndra, come on back.”My husband stood, squeezed my hand, and put on a brave face to head back to the fertility clinic’s exam room area. I understood he wanted to get the news himself first, but I’d be there
wrongonesin:I was almost about to cum when bedroom door slammed open and Mrs. Walters voice began shouting. Mr. Walters froze in mid stroke, his fat cock halfway in my hungry snatch.“Again Edward! Again! Another poor child fell for your charms. I swear
wrongonesin: Each time since the first, I tell myself I can resist. Each time, he sweet talks, and flatters, and caresses, and promises me until I’m on all fours and he’s fucking me deep and oh, so good.Each time since the first, when my brother
wrongonesin:I knew I wanted a baby, but not a husband. As soon as I found this place, I knew I had to go and booked the next long weekend that coincided with my cycle. Everybody there is there for the same single reason. It was completely liberating,
wrongonesin:Oh, god. I can feel him pulse inside me. He’s going to cum! He said he wouldn’t I have to get off h-fuck. C-cumming. Cumming. No…
wrongonesin:It was a long, weird questionnaire, but I filled the whole thing out, and signed the consent forms without much thought. I’d participated in a bunch of studies all over campus already to help pay my way through school, and this one promised
wrongonesin:The only thing in the windowless basement was me, and a dozen cameras mounted on tripods of different heights all around me, and hanging overhead, looking down. Directly over my head, a big screen showed the streams of the cameras, switching
wrongonesin:“Take it, take it, take it.” His hoarse whispers matched the swell and twitch of his cock as he filled me with cum.
wrongonesin: I’d been so needful, so fixated on getting what I wanted, It didn’t really hit home what I’d gotten into until after the first guy came in me. I’d been so turned on anticipating my breeding party I came even before he did. Only
wrongonesin: There was nothing like feeling him swell, and twitch, and spunk hot in me, knowing what could happen.
wrongonesin: The boy jacked his cock furiously, inhaled deeply at the point of no return, and shoved himself partway into me, groaning and cumming hard.Third load. I stayed still as I could and held myself open like I was told. The rules were I could
wrongonesin: Maybe Dan was tired of hearing me beg his best friend not to cum in me. Pete actually seemed to get off on it when my husband clamped his hand over my mouth, since I could actually feel the cock swell inside my already stuffed pussy, and
wrongonesin: He hadn’t been interested in taking my money, or my computer, or jewelry, just my virginity. He’d already been naked when he woke me with a knife to my throat and hand clamped over my mouth. He never uncovered my mouth as he used his
wrongonesin: I first saw him when he came to watch me at the club. He came regularly after that first day, and was always right there when I was on. He started having private sessions with me, and soon became my very favorite. Eventually he told me he
wrongonesin: “Nothing’s. Going. to Stop. Me!”Every word a thrust. Every thrust a jarring slap of our bodies. Bis cock battered the back of my cunt as if he was going to punch right through to my womb. And It got worse, he played games with me,
wrongonesin: Screaming didn’t help. Pulling and kicking didn’t either. It was shocking how easily they held me, how steady their grips were. I couldn’t break free even though only one hand held each of my wrists and ankles on the bed. The spoke
wrongonesin: I was so lost in pleasure I didn’t realize he was cumming in my unprotected pussy until the flash photo went off. That’s when I also realized we weren’t alone.
