Stories by hugeCock

The whole day I was not left feeling anxious. During classes, I cautiously glanced at Olga, but she did not pay any attention to me. She never humiliated me, didn’t tease me, she didn’t even honor my outcast friends Galina and Masha with her attention. One could rejoice, but the feeling that she was up to something did not leave me. Moreover, the last lesson for today was a visit to the pool.

Every time I went to the locker room door, my knees gave way. In this place, I experienced so many humiliations that the very thought of this dressing room caused a feeling of anxiety in my heart and trembling in my knees.

My friends and I always came to the locker room as late as possible in the hope that Olga had already changed and left. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open. It was almost empty inside, several of our classmates were finishing changing clothes, Olga was not there. We quickly went in and started getting dressed. The last girls gave us contemptuous glances, went out in... continue reading

Hello. My name is Dasha and I... No, not so fast.

Hello, my name is Dasha and I would like to introduce myself. I'm 26, fairly slim, size 3, single. It seems kind, good, I love my friends, girlfriends, and they love me. What else is important to know? Oh, and also the fact that I recently discovered my “dark side”, my alter ego, which turned out to be the complete opposite of the me that I considered myself to be.

It started like most incredible stories - spontaneously and unexpectedly. I have a best friend, Tanya. Blonde beauty, well-groomed and slim. Damn, always envied her figure. We met her already in the first year of linguistics, since then not a day has passed that we did not quarrel with her, but that's why she is the BEST friend. For several years now, she and her boyfriend have been renting an apartment, and I often visit them to chat, drink tea or something stronger. Tanya somehow got on with her personal life, she knows how to tame, but I’ve been missing for more than a... continue reading

In the hands - a long black piece of matter, dense and slightly rough to the touch. Why do I need it, a scarf with a fringe around the edges? Your fingers are teasing exactly the same, narrow and also by no means soft. Why do you need it, what are you going to do? What are we both going to do?

I came into your dream, flapping my dark wings, scratching my corner in space, winning you back from another, which, perhaps, is nearby - but hardly closer now than such a distant me.

Here again the performance is being prepared. The noise is silent and the curtain is up! Or, as it was said not by us and before us, “The rumble has subsided. I went out on the platform "...

On the sides of the wooden podium are many mirrors. Our reflections are everywhere. I am wearing a short autumn coat and a light silk scarf around my neck. Slightly reddened from the cold cosmic wind, the cheeks blush, betraying a feeling of trembling expectation.

And behold, attention! - instant change of scenery.

You... continue reading

Loud music beat on her ears, but Sandra still could not understand - she was trembling from excitement or from vibrations transmitted from powerful speakers through the floor to her body. Still, it was not without reason that she did not like this idea from the very beginning, and she did not agree for several months - her friend, Mary, had to persuade the girl a lot. It would seem that this is just to go to a club with a friend whom they have known for many years. Indeed, the task would not have been difficult if the girls were 21 - it was from this age that one could visit such places in Missouri. Unfortunately, neither 18-year-old Sandra nor 19-year-old Mary fit the mentioned conditions.

But Mary, to Sandra's surprise, was not stopped by this obstacle - she continually remembered her friends who were ready to get her (and part-time Sandra) fake documents. For Sandra, this was unacceptable - she was from a prosperous family, her father was a prominent businessman, and she was broug... continue reading

By pressing the button, having previously undressed to the goal, listening to the melody of an ancient call behind a shabby door, you will stand with your bare knees on the dirty floor, as ordered in the last SMS. It came, knocking down your legs, on which you stood at the entrance, trying not to tremble, looking at your surprised guards.

Trembling with excitement, anger and fear of the unknown, you will want to scream from helplessness to the entire entrance. Nausea and disgust will rise to the throat from the understanding that nothing can be changed and all that awaits you is a beast outside the door, a disgusting beast, a blackmailer who has already begun and will continue to turn you into his slave ... Into his dirty disgusting something that can trample not only you, but a bunch of other people who will kill you and your family if he puts out the information he owns...

Of all those involved, you were chosen by him for a reason.

A beautiful, successful, rich and humiliating... continue reading

A hand strike on the inside of the thigh of the widely spaced legs.

- Wider legs!

Another blow.

— Wider, I say!

She obediently spread her legs and bent even more in the lower back, exposing her holes towards him, hoping to feel his cock in one of them and finally finish. He knew about her desire, and he liked that she was in such a state that she was ready for anything for his permission to finish. He ran his hand over her back, waist and hot buttocks, which he had just hit with a belt to interrupt her fifth attempt at cum. Fingers slid to the hole of the priests, massaged the entrance and went down to the slippery slit. Slightly caressing his lips, two fingers dived into the vagina. She yelped and leaned back, trying to push them harder, but they immediately slipped out of her flaming hole, preventing her from doing so. She trembled, and he raised his hand to his face and, smelling his wet fingers, smiled contentedly and went up to her head lying on the floor, put his hand to... continue reading

Matches with real names and events are accidental.

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He fell asleep and woke up with the thought of her when she was not around - the one that turned his usual, recently difficult life, which took away the ability to walk, upside down. Only she, without difficulty, by her very existence, was able to reveal in him that which even he was inaccessible to. Only with her could he be himself and feel—namely, feel, and not understand what was happening. For a year now, they had been enjoying not someone and not someone's emotions, but themselves - themselves entirely, because now they had each other.

— Hello. Good morning.

— Hi, my girl. What's with the voice?

“Again... Sob-sob... Again he...”

- Ira, come to me.

They sat at the table, her tear-stained eyes shone, looking at the loving look of the Master. And he did not hide the tenderness and awe for her and enjoyed the freedom that he felt with this woman. For all the many years of practice, even before the car accident that... continue reading

We rested on the sea, returning from a cafe on the waterfront. To shorten the path we went through an abandoned sanatorium. On a dark alley, they decided to indulge a little, I put my wife doggystyle to the bench, began to kiss, stroke her. She already began to moan and flowed. I just wanted to stick it in when five guys came out. Two of them twisted my arms, and two of them pressed her arms against the bench so that she couldn't twitch. The fifth says: well done, prepared the heifer, even took off his underpants. Came up and with a swing put his penis into her. She could be heard screaming even though her mouth was clamped shut.

He began to fuck her with cancer until he graduated right into her. Then they dragged me to her from behind, by the hair they poked me with my head between her legs and said:

“Let’s wash it for the next one.”

I had to lick her. I often made her kuni, but then sperm flowed out of her. When I licked, my wife began to squeeze her legs and moan. They laughed... continue reading

“There is a wonderful massage parlor here,” I heard, lying on the beach, ten meters from the waves splashing on the coastal sand. “I’ve been coming here for the second year solely because of him. Go, you won't regret it.

I turned my head towards the speaker and saw two men sitting under a canopy. The speaker was about forty years old, like me, his interlocutor - much more. I myself would not refuse a good massage - the consequences of an injury received a long time ago were affecting, therefore, after waiting for my peer to go to the water, I followed him. After a couple of minutes, I already knew where to look for a massage parlor, as he dubbed it.

“Just don’t get too carried away,” he said with a grin, “otherwise I last year ...,” he didn’t finish, and I didn’t specify what he meant, following how his toned body dived into the oncoming wave.

The next day, before dinner, I went to the indicated address in the village. I forgot to say that this year I was vacationing at a recreat... continue reading

Standing in the corridor of the car, Igor thought about how he does not like Chelyabinsk. Dirty, suffocating, dank, fussy and stupid. Even more he did not like business trips. This time in the company of Irina Vladimirovna, who is now changing clothes behind closed doors.

Irina Vladimirovna could well be called Ira, and even Irochka. A young, 26-year-old lady, with a very pleasant appearance, successfully hidden behind thick glasses, lack of makeup, baggy, shapeless dresses and sweaters, with an eternal ponytail on her head.

But "respect", Irina Vladimirovna, found in the team with a prim character and an absolute lack of femininity. And now, as soon as Irina entered the compartment, Irina commanded Igor to go out and let her change clothes, while asking Igor not to run into the restaurant car, so as not to poison her with fumes. The 29 hour trip promised to be a real challenge...

Opening the door, Irina silently let Igor into the compartment. The young man was surprised at the c... continue reading

She woke up from something unusual, even she herself did not understand from what. She just opened her eyes and looked around. Room. Twilight. Huge room. She lay on the floor, on a small rug, which was just enough for her. Raising her head, she regained her composure a little and looked around. He lay on the bed. No, not correct. He was reclining on a huge couch in the middle of this room. A huge room in which there is only one huge bed - the Lodge! Strange room. The thought flashed through her head: “Why such a huge room for one bed ?!”. But this thought did not long disturb her consciousness. Seeing Him on this bed, she no longer thought of anything else. I tried to get up.

Some awkwardness manifested itself in the movements. Stiffness. Uncertainty. She must have been lying on the floor for quite some time, she thought, as her whole body was a little numb. She got up and stretched. “It’s already better,” another thought, and the body cheered up a little. She took a step towards the... continue reading

- How do you hear it? - a soft voice penetrated through the headphones into his ears, as if spreading through the veins, forcing his entire body to shake for a moment.

"V-okay," he replied awkwardly. He coughed into the microphone, feeling his throat dry.

His name was Vitaly.

Nolenz - that was her quirky nickname, no doubt dating back to classical Latinisms - was one of the many girls or even women blogging on a curious resource that Vitaly had recently discovered for himself. This resource concentrated mainly on literature, although partly paid attention even to such strange areas of human activity as alchemy and jurisprudence.

Vitaly didn't know exactly which age category to attribute her to, just as he didn't know which age category to attribute himself to.

But a strict business creature in a gray jacket with short black hair, looking at him from an avatar, I wanted to call it nothing more than a “girl”.

He had been communicating with her virtually for a long time, altho... continue reading

Outside the window is summer: +26, the birds are singing, people are walking, but I didn’t pass the exam. I lie on the bed and think what to do next.

"Okay, we need to take a walk, go to a cafe, drink coffee" - sounded in my head. And I started getting ready. In general, I am an optimist by nature, and therefore I decided to clear my head from bad thoughts.

Arriving at the appointed place, I ordered a latte, I was served by a nice waitress, apparently her name was Nastya, judging by the badge. She had a very cool figure: 3 breast sizes that peeped out of the neckline, slender legs and an elastic buttocks. But I noticed this later, because after placing an order, I turned on the phone and started checking social networks. Nastya brought a latte, but I did not pay attention, as my friend wrote to me. She wanted to touch me and accidentally touched the coffee that spilled on my phone. I was a little taken aback by what happened, but saying that everything was fine, I asked for another... continue reading

A lonely girl in a light dress on a night road is not a sight for the faint of heart. Her fragile figure smelled of trouble from a kilometer away. Rare cars rushed by without even thinking to slow down, and she really needed someone to take her away from here right now.

She ended up here, fleeing from her "friends", so gallant in ordinary life. But the wild nature and the abundance of alcohol changed them beyond recognition. Liza was the only girl in the company, and it was to her that the aspirations of tipsy and boorish guys were directed. She was already thrown over her shoulder and carried to the table like a "dessert", but the guy was drunk and the girl managed to break his precarious balance by clinging to the wooden railing of the stairs.

Immediately, two guys following behind, with stupid smiles on their faces, spread their arms, preventing the girl from running away. But luck was on her side today. Making a false swing, she rushed in the other direction. The reaction of th... continue reading

The sun had already set, and the trees around the street seemed even darker. Once again, scolding herself for staying late at work, Oksana walked through the half-empty streets to her home.

Her peers spend time in clubs and bars at this time, but she is too tired to think about anything other than the evening series and a cup of instant soup.

In addition, constant study at the university, and then a busy work schedule to pay for a small apartment, did not leave time to meet with few friends and dates with guys.

She did not consider herself ugly, always trying to dress with taste, even despite the constant lack of money. Looking in the mirror, she saw a tall girl with long black hair down to her waist. The ability to eat anything, and at the same time not lose her thin waist, was her pride. Oksana would call herself a beauty, but small breasts were the weak point of her figure.

On the way home, thoughts about the upcoming vacation were interrupted by the horn of a car by the roa... continue reading

— And what will it look like? I asked carefully. Oksana purred in response:

“Nothing so special!” It's just that, for example, I'll be on top more often... and you'll lick me more often...

It didn't make it any clearer to me.

“I don’t seem to mind having you on top anyway. Are you missing kuni? You can always just ask...

Oksana growled.

I don't want to ask for anything! I want to order! And when I'm on top, you distract me all the time, grabbing my chest with your hands, then my ass!

"I'm just trying to help you cum!" Please, I can not touch you at all when you are on top. I pouted.

- That's it. - Oksana looked into my eyes - You can touch, you can not touch. And I want you to do nothing without my permission.

It sounded interesting. I suddenly realized that the idea gave me a vague excitement.

“I think… you can try…” I answered uncertainly.

- You'll like it! Oksana whispered, kissing me.

Why is this? I asked nervously, hiding my hands under the pillow.

Oksana s... continue reading

I am twenty two years old. My name is Luci. I will say right away that this is not a female name. It's short for "Lucifer". And, my parents are very far from religion. It's just that my mother really likes this name.

Now about my mom. I love her very much, and I am a very exemplary son. In fact, my dad and I love her. But, my mom has girlfriends. And this is what my story will be about. My mother is in her forties, but you will never give her more than thirty. Probably good genes and a lot of sports. Her friends are the same. All look very good. If I had the opportunity, I would fuck them all, and I am very selective in women. I don't like girls who hang themselves around my neck. I love the chase and the riddle to fuck my brain, so much so that already sparks flew.

One time my mom was throwing some kind of party, in honor of something there. You can’t remember everything, and you don’t need to. And there I saw her. As far as I understood, it was one of my mother's friends. She was... continue reading

The plane was gaining altitude, and she prayed to God that all this would end quickly. However, what is over? This is her job. She argued and... lost. And she had to become a flight attendant. She hated flying. It was an honor to work for this elite airline, but not for her. Getting here was not difficult. She had all the data for this. Height, long hair, beautiful face. When she entered the salon, all the men wanted her. But, she didn't care much. She had sex twice in her life. And both times the men were miserable. So many novels about the delights of orgasm, so many hours of porn, and things are still there - she was not excited.

Many of her colleagues wanted to get on this particular flight and no one admitted why. Until, one of her old acquaintances revealed the secret. Very sexy pilot. There were legends about his sexual skills. One of them said that he never had sex on the ground, only in the air. The girl did not see him, but she was not interested. As soon as the plane takes... continue reading

Kira, young and very attractive, came to visit her grandmother. The hot summer has begun, and vacation is a good opportunity to take a break from the bustle of the city, in a distant village. The river, fresh air, forests and fields will do her good.

Jogging and swimming naked made her happy every morning. There is no one around, she is alone, why not. After such a procedure, I decided to sunbathe a little, also naked. The sun had already risen well into the sky and began to bake well.

Lying on her stomach, for a long time she decided to roll onto her back, so that everything would be good with a tan, she applied tanning cream to her skin with deft movements. I closed my eyes and enjoyed sunbathing and birdsong.

Suddenly, for a moment, a man's groan was heard ... the frightened woman jumped up, looked around, but did not see anything suspicious. Maybe heard? Deciding to continue her procedures yet, she settled down more comfortably on the grass.

After a while, she got up and lo... continue reading

She is bright, sexy and seductive. Today, 12 years later, she has only become prettier and more attractive. Sometimes in social networks I admire her pictures, on the beaches of Mallorca or the Maldives. My ex, slave.

We met by chance, as is often the case in our technological age, on a dating site. I saw a rather candid photo of a young girl among the many faces and bodies flashing on the screen. Wrote a joke. Answered. We got talking. At 21, she already had two offspring, and managed to get a divorce. The ex-husband, a drug addict, took out everything that could be sold from the house, beat her with a mortal combat, after another beating, during her third pregnancy, she lost the fetus, and returned to her parents.

She spent whole days sitting at home and stupidly hanging out on a dating site, occasionally getting out on regularly disappointing dates. We were registered on the same site, but lived in completely different cities, and even in different countries. Just at this time,... continue reading