“Hey viewers at home!” A handsome, middle-30s man with dark hair and pale skin waved to the camera. He sat behind a panel with two other men - a heavy set, but athletic Latino man with a retreating hairline, and a slim man with dark skin and a broad smile.

“Thanks Dan.” The slimmer man took over, addressing his older co-host. “We’re back for the Bench! You know, Dan, you’ve seen those posts on social media right? Would you do X

That hair, that free flowing brown hair shining in the sunlight reflected through the class’ window… Luca’s eyes kept wandering back to it. Not that anything else about the mouse sitting a few desks ahead of him would have been any less mesmerizing. Isabella was just gorgeous. A bit shorter than him, always using those skirts that made Luca imagine more, her shining clear brown eyes and the irresistible smile… it was no wonder that he had had a crush on his classmate for the whole high s

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 A strange tape sparks an unexpected obsession in a man and his girlfriend. Will they be able to resist indulging in a forbidden temptation, once they know it exists?
 
Tags: F/m, Orgasm Denial, Cocktease, CBT, Penectomy, Castration, Consensual, Cannibalism, Cooking Prep
 
 "Gosh, look at this thing.. how do you even hook it up?" my girlfriend asked, as she poked around on the back of the ancient VCR that we'd picked up at a garage sale. "A

"Ricter! Come here!" shouted Vanessa. "Hurry!"
Ricter, the youngest member of this particular traveling group of King's Rangers, set down the shirt he had been sewing back together, and ran off in the direction of his new friend's voice. She'd better not yell at him if he didn't finish fixing her shirt, he thought, but if he disobeyed an order to hurry to action, she'd yell for sure. He left camp and ran off into the woods to find her.
"What's happening?" he asked, finding her without difficulty

Mr L had folded his hands on his desk, and waited for the last student to file out before he spoke up. “Mr Lowe, do you think my class is the appropriate place to practice your comedy skills?”

Kayden shook his head. He had a square jaw, with a bit of scruff, and handsome features that were twisted into a mix of fear and curiosity. “No Sir. I’m very sorry, it won’t happen again.”

Mr L rapped his fingers on the

Another day, another shift in the bright, golden August sun. Between the cool breeze that falsely promised the coming autumn climate, the packed pool full of the cries of delighted, playful swimmers, and the heat of the sun overhead gently baking her in her lifeguard's seat, Emma supposed the weather was as close to perfect as it was ever going to get. It might have been relaxing enough to fall asleep to, but the human girl entertained herself by watching the patrons of the deep end fooling arou

Laken moaned
through a very good dream, shifting around in his bed, the hot air
making his skin sweaty under the covers. A hardon tented the covers
as the football captain imagined his dirtiest fantasies in the deep
of his sleep. Fantasies he’d never admit to himself, of being
fucked by his best friend, lying moaning over the locker room
benches, half stripped as his buddy railed his ass.
A particularly
good moment occurred in his dream and he kicked out, knocking his
covers off his sweaty bo

Cam’s drunk decision


Cam was, admittedly, drunk and high enough that the television screen had started to swirl into a vortex of pretty colours. But he’d been staring at the box he’d impulsively ordered last week for hours, and taking a hit, then another and another, felt like the only way he was going to build up the courage to open it.

The long legged man spread his thighs. His cock bobbed, hard and leaking a

Jacey jumped down off Santa’s lap with a grin and a wave. The jolly bull in a long beard waving back happily, before the next person got on to pose for a photo.

She grabbed her boyfriend Tiberius’ hand, squeezing his fluffy paw as she practically hoped back and forth waiting for her photo to print. The fox with elf ears taped to his own chuckled at her antics. “While you’re waiting Ma’am, would you like to get one of our romantic Christmas o

Sherri Atkinson, née Hooper, sighed happily as she snuggled back into the chair in the living room, flicking through the television channels. The cable package had been cancelled last week, but her new wife had made a single call, and suddenly they had internet so fast she could probably download a few international libraries in the time it made to brew tea, they had every single add-on and optional channel, and a few that she was fairly sure were region locked to other countries, and the

I slurped in through the front door, like a good law abiding citizen. I wasn’t here to commit trespassing felonies. Despite that, the young stud on the front register objected.

“Excuse me. Sir?” He stood up from his seat, and peered over the counter at my amorphous, lime green shape on the floor.

Sighing mentally, I paused and slowly formed a pair of eyes and a mouth. I didn’t really need either, but I found it made humans