IsabellaRose

Evelyn's world narrowed down to the cock in her throat, the hands fisting her hair, and the overwhelming sensation of being used, of being a toy for the woman's pleasure. She took the cock all the way in, sucking in breaths when she could, her body convulsing slightly with each thrust, her breasts bouncing and jiggling with the force of the woman's movements. Her mind was a whirl of pleasure and submission as she took the woman's cock deep into her throat, her body convulsing as the woman began to lose herself to the pleasure, fucking Evelyn's mouth with abandon.

Guilty. It's just a lot shorter than it used to be. No more runner's high for me :( The next person sustained an injury that prevents them from doing something they loved for the rest of their lives.

Evelyn's eyes watered as the woman grabbed a handful of her hair, forcing her head up and down on the thick cock, the sound of her gagging and choking filling the room. She could feel the cock hitting the back of her throat, her nose pressing against the woman's pubic bone, her lips stretched wide around the girth. "Mmmph, yes, Mistress," she tried to say, but it came out as a muffled moan, her body trembling with a mix of pleasure and submission. She relaxed her throat, taking the cock all the way in, her body convulsing slightly as the woman began to fuck her mouth with abandon. She could feel the woman's hips bucking, the cock driving deep into her throat, the sound of her choking and gagging music to the woman's ears.

Have sex with some dude, I guess.

Evelyn gasped as a sharp pain shot through her left nipple, the sensation of the alligator clamp snapping shut making her jolt slightly. But the pain quickly morphed into pleasure, her body craving more. "Mmmph," she moaned, the sound vibrating around the cock in her mouth, her eyes watering as the woman began to fuck her mouth in earnest. She could feel the thick, precum-dripping head hitting the back of her throat, and she relaxed, taking the cock all the way in, her nose pressing against the woman's pubic bone. Her hands squeezed and massaged her breasts, pushing them together to create a tight, wet channel for the woman to fuck. The squelching sounds of her pussy filled the room, her body on fire with desire, her mind a whirl of pleasure and submission. Her body arched, pushing her breasts further into the woman's grip, her nipples aching with a mix of pain and pleasure.

Evelyn moaned around the cock in her mouth, her eyes watering as the thick head spread her lips wide, filling her mouth completely. She complied, her hands leaving the woman's cock to grope and squeeze her own breasts, pushing them together to create a tighter channel for the woman to fuck. "Mmmph," she moaned, the sound muffled by the cock in her mouth, her body writhing with pleasure and need. She could feel the woman's fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, the wet sounds of her arousal filling the room, her body on fire with desire. Her body trembled with anticipation, her nipples hard and sensitive, aching for more attention, her pussy wet and ready, her body trembling with need.

Evelyn's hands, small and soft, wrapped around the woman's thick girldick, stroking and massaging it, her fingers not even able to touch as she worked the shaft in tandem with her mouth and tongue, her lips stretched wide to accommodate the girth. She moaned softly, the vibrations humming against the woman's cock, her body alive with sensation. "Yes, Mistress," she panted, her breath hot and desperate. "I'll use my hands. I'll make you feel so good." Her nipples, hard and sensitive, ached with need, and she arched her back, pushing her breasts further into the woman's grip, her body on fire with desire. She could feel the woman's fingers exploring her, tracing patterns on her skin, and she shivered with anticipation, her pussy wet and ready, her body trembling with need. "I'm your slut, Mistress. Your big-titty slut. Use me. Fuck me. I'm yours."

Evelyn's eyes widened as she took in the sight of the woman's thick, precum-beaded cock, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. She felt the weight of the woman straddling her chest, the thick shaft pressing into the valley of her breasts, the head tapping against her lips. "Yes, Mistress," she whispered, her voice muffled by the cock pressing against her. She was happy for the rules, knowing that they kept her safe, but also frightened by the sheer power of the woman above her, the size of that huge cock. She could feel the woman's fingers tugging at her nipples, the pain and pleasure mixing in a way that left her breathless and eager for more. "I'm your big-titty slut, Mistress. Use me as you wish." She stuck out her tongue, licking the head of the cock, tasting the salty precum, her body trembling with anticipation.

Evelyn eagerly pushed her breasts together, creating a deep, enticing valley between them, her nipples hard and sensitive, her breath coming in short gasps. "No, Mistress," she admitted, her voice a mix of fear and excitement. "I don't know what this device is called or its purpose. I've never seen anything like this before." She looked up at the woman, her eyes wide with a mix of trepidation and arousal, her body trembling with anticipation as she was secured to the bench, her legs spread wide, her body on full display. "I'm scared, but I'm also... I'm so turned on. Please... teach me..."

Evelyn bit her lip to suppress a cry of pain and pleasure as the woman pinched and tugged at her nipple, the slap to her breast sending a wave of sensation through her body, making it bounce and jiggle. "Yes, Mistress," she panted, her body already aching with need. As she was dragged by her nipples to the bench, she complied, displaying herself, her legs spreading wide, her body on full display. "Please," she begged, her voice breathy and desperate. "Your cock is the best thing I've ever seen. I need it. I need you to fuck me with it." Her body trembled with anticipation, her pussy wet and ready, her breasts heaving with each desperate breath.

Guilty. High school. Everyone said it was gross lol The next person considers themselves religious or spiritual.

Invite her under the covers for a good snuggle.

Evelyn gasped, her back arching as the woman grabbed her breasts by the nipples, pain and pleasure mixing in a way that left her breathless. "I'm sorry," she panted, trying to comply and lie back on the bench, but the firm tug on her nipples made it difficult to move. "I'll do better," she promised, her voice a mix of fear and arousal.

Evelyn's body trembled with anticipation as she was led by the fingers hooked inside her, her breath hitching with each step. As the woman stripped, revealing her large, perky breasts, Evelyn's eyes widened in awe and desire. She's so hot, Evelyn thought, embarrassed to be thinking that of another woman, but at the sight of her thick, girldick, she thought, I can't wait to feel that cock inside me, then, realizing what she thought, wondered, did I really just think that? What's come over me?

Evelyn gasped as the woman pinched her nipples, the sensation sharp and intense, sending a jolt of pleasure and pain through her body, and then the woman's other hand plunged into her pussy. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan, her body already responding to the woman's touch. Her eyes widened in surprise and she felt herself clench involuntarily around those intruding fingers, her body trembling.

"I've never had... that is to say... no one has ever..." Evelyn trailed off, uncomfortable with the words she needed to say to answer fully. Her voice was barely above a whisper". But I... I gave my husband road head on the way here." She felt a flush creep up her cheeks, embarrassed by her admission, but also aroused by the memory. Evelyn hesitated for a moment when she was told to disrobe. Her hands trembling as she reached for her dress. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come, and kicked her shoes off, then slowly slid the dress down her body. Her panties followed, leaving her completely exposed, on full display for the woman to see. Her body was a vision of beauty, with ample breasts that were full and perky. Her waist was slim, her hips flaring out slightly, giving her an hourglass figure that was accentuated by her round, firm ass. Her pussy was tiny and virginal-looking, shaved clean. She stood there, naked and vulnerable, her embarrassment palpable. I hope I can please her, Evelyn thought, and with that, she left her clothes in a heap on the floor, and followed the woman into the dimly lit room, her mind a whirl of nervous energy and desire.

Evelyn's eyes widened in surprise as she felt the hard length pressing against her hand, a thick cock growing steadily beneath the woman's suit trousers. She looked up at the woman, shock and arousal evident in her eyes. A woman with a cock, she thought, her mind racing. I've never seen anything like it. But at least I know how to please a cock. I was so worried about pleasing a woman, but this... this I can handle. The woman's hand on her ass was firm and possessive, and her ass was still warm from the spank she had received. She could feel the eyes of the other couples on her as they walked toward the servants stairs leading down. Her embarrassment was palpable, her face a deep shade of red, but she also felt a thrill of excitement. Why are we going downstairs? Evelyn wondered, her trepidation growing as they descended the servant stairs. I was expecting a room, a bed. Not... whatever is down there. Evelyn couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What does she have planned for me down there? And why does she keep calling me names, like 'Jugs' and 'Miss Toy'? It's humiliating... Her breasts bounced with each step down, the movement drawing her attention to her exposed state. She could feel the woman's eyes on her, taking in the sight of her body, and she shivered despite the warmth of the room. Anyone could see me like this, she thought, her embarrassment growing. Anyone could see my breasts. Evelyn's hand on the woman's thigh, or rather, on her cock, was a constant reminder of what was to come. She could feel the woman's desire, the thickness of her cock, and she knew that whatever she was in for was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. I can do this, she thought, I have to do this. My husband will... I don't even know what he'll do if I don't please her. I can take whatever she wants to give me. I'm sure of it. And with that, she followed the woman down into the basement, her body alive with anticipation, her mind a whirl of nervous energy and trepidation.

Evelyn's face flushed a deep crimson as the woman's hand gripped her ass, possessive and firm. She could feel her eyes rake over her body, taking in the view down her dress, and she shivered despite the warmth of the room. The woman's touch was electric, sending a jolt of desire and nervousness through her body. She was acutely aware of the others in the room, their eyes on her, watching the exchange with a mix of curiosity and arousal. Oh god, she's going to make me do it right here, Evelyn thought, her heart pounding in her chest. In front of everyone. I'm so embarrassed, but also... she was surprised to realize that the other feeling welling inside of her was arousal. She could feel the woman's breath on her ear, hot and inviting, as she led her towards the door, a tight handful of her ass keeping her close. I've never done this before, never been so exposed. But I have to please her or my husband will.... She let her husband drop from her thoughts. He didn't matter right now. She wanted to see where this would take her. Evelyn hesitated for a moment, her hands trembling as she reached for the straps of her dress. She could feel the eyes of the other couples on her, their gazes a physical force that sent a shiver down her spine. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come, and slowly began to pull the straps down, exposing her shoulders, her collarbone, and finally, her breasts. Her breasts were full and perky, with rosy nipples that hardened in the cool air of the room. They bounced slightly as she lowered the dress, the movement drawing the eyes of every person in the room. Evelyn's face was a deep shade of red, her embarrassment palpable, but she could also feel a thrill of excitement. She had never been exposed like this is front of so many people. She left the dress down, pinning he arms to her sides, her breasts fully exposed, and she stood there, trembling, her eyes downcast, waiting for whatever came next.

Guilty to both - when I was a kid I as told that gum would stay in my stomach for 7 years, so I got scared it would back up. AND I kissed a few strangers in some strange settings. The next person has been kissed by a stranger.

Oh God, no. Not guilty. I despise the phone. Text is where it's at. Short, sweet, to the point, waste no time. I had a temp job in a call center and have hated answering phones ever since. The next person is extra nice to call center folks even when they're angry because they know.

Evelyn's heart pounded in her chest as she watched the woman draw her key from the bowl. The room seemed to spin, and her breath hitched in her throat as the reality of the situation set in. She was to spend the night with this stranger, a woman in a purple blouse and hat with eyes that held a kind of power she had only ever seen from in her husbands' eyes. Evelyn felt a flush creep up her cheeks, a blush that spread across her chest, betraying her nervousness. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come, and walked toward her. Her steps were measured. She made sure to sway her hips to draw the eyes of anyone in the room who appreciated the female figure, the result of years of practice and an innate sense of her own allure. She kept her eyes downcast, a submissive gesture that always pleased her husband and seemed to please the woman holding her key. As Evelyn drew near, she could feel the woman's gaze rake over her body, taking in every curve, every line, and she shivered despite the warmth of the room. Here goes nothing, Evelyn thought, her mind a whirl of nervous energy and anticipation. She offered her hand to the woman. It trembled slightly as she extended it, her nerves on edge, her body alive with a mix of fear and excitement. Her gaze flicked up to meet the woman's eyes before darting back to the ground. Her uncertainty and nervousness were palpable.

The sun beat down mercilessly on the quiet, suburban neighborhood, but for 18-year-old Blair, it was pure bliss. She lay by her pool, her lounge chair tilted back just enough to catch the sun's rays, and her body glistening with sunscreen. She was a vision of youthful beauty, with her golden blonde hair cascading down her back, her blue eyes sparkling, and her tanned, toned body on full display. She knew the power she held over men, the allure of her youth and beauty, and she wasn't afraid to use it. Blair was well aware of the neighborhood guys, old and young alike, their eyes on her as they pretended to mow lawns or wash cars. She could feel their gazes, hot and heavy, and she reveled in it. Today, she had decided to give them a show, to let them see what they were missing. She flattened out the chair and lay on her stomach, her ass cheeks firm and round, her back arched slightly to accentuate her curves. She knew they were watching. She could see Old Man Thompson perving on her as he ran a hedge trimmer in the general direction of the bushes separating his yard from hers. Jake was inexplicably washing his car around the side of his garage where he could see and be seen. The mailman had paused between every house along the street behind hers, peering trough backyards and directly at her. She knew they wanted her, but she wanted more. She wanted one of them to act on their desires, to come over and take her, to fuck her hard and fast. Come on, boys, she thought, a wicked smile playing on her lips. I know you want to. I can feel your eyes on me. She shifted slightly, her hips lifting off the chair, giving them a better view of her perfectly round ass, and a peek at her most intimate areas. Just come over here and fuck me already, she thought. God, I want it so bad. I need it. Her body ached with anticipation, her nipples hard and sensitive, her pussy wet and ready. She imagined strong hands gripping her hips, a thick cock slamming into her, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the quiet neighborhood. Please, she begged silently, her eyes scanning the houses, hoping to see one of them making a move. Just come over here and give it to me. I won't say no. I won't hold back. I want it rough, I want it hard, I want it now. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps as she imagined the scenario playing out. She was ready, more than willing, and she hoped that one of her neighbors would be brave enough to take what she was offering.

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Not guilty... but when I was a teenager I wanted a pet monkey which my father told me was illegal. I never checked, but I guess that makes me... previously guilty? The next person is avoiding a task they should be taking care of...

Not guilty. I quit drinking soft drinks years ago. I have a whole snake oil rant about soda and soft drinks in general that I won't launch into now, but the only non-alcoholic things I drink now are water, unsweetened iced tea, and black coffee. The next person owns more of something than any one person ought to own.