Adriana Chechik, clit to dick growth, Robby EchoIn his words:I’ve heard that if you spike a woman’s drink with testosterone it’ll make her uncontrollably horny. My teacher, Ms. Chechik, is so hot, I want her hot for me! I’ve already sprinkled testosterone into her morning tea, now all I’ve got to do is sit back and watch her try to give a lesson. She drinks the tea, she shifts in her chair, uncomfortably, and I know it’s already taking into her system. I imagine what her panties look like as she scrunches her brow, bites her lip, I’ll bet their soaking with her sweet pussy juices. I watch as she tries with all her proper ambition to give the lesson as her pussy juice slides down her leg. I try my best not to laugh, I’m so pleased with myself that I’ve pulled off the ultimate prank.I’ve fantasized about this moment a million times and my eyes are wide in disbelief as it’s playing out just as I’ve planned. She calls for the class to close their books to have a pop quiz. The class grumbles as they bring out their pen and paper. I see my best friend Charles, on the left side of the classroom, front row. He’s in on my scheme, he’s watching her so intently that he’s forgotten to close his book. “Charles!” Ms. Adriana walks over to him and scolds him, “I said close your book, you will be in detention after class, young man.” She wipes the sweat from her brow, and she looks at me. I think she can read my thoughts and I avert my eyes from her stern gaze. The entire class can see that she’s sweating, her legs wobbling as she tries to walk with her thighs pressed tightly together, to keep the juices from running down her thighs. She is staring at me, as she calls out the first question of the pop quiz to the class, I feel her eyes on me and I am terrified and excited. I notice my cock is hard with my excitement and I try to hide it from her as I hear her heels *click, clack, click, clack,” she walks towards me. She mutters under her breath, “did you do this to me?” I look up at her face, feminine, sweaty, and full of fiery feminine fury. I glance at her skirt, I see a poke forming under where her panties are, it’s growing, growing, it looks as if it’s a full 9 inches long in length, and at least 4 inches around in girth. I tremble as I try to hold my expression calm, I try to tell her, “no, it wasn’t me.. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Watch Now »

Includes: Allie Summers, virtual sex, creampie

They call me “Agreeable Allie” at the office. I’m your go to girl when you need something done with a smile. I’ve always wanted to break the rules, to do something totally wrong, naughty, and I got the opportunity when John walked in the door.

My boss told me that John would be sharing an office with me until he gets one of his own. John and I started seeing each other. We kept it on the down low, but I’ve started to see him on the weekends and my husband is getting suspicious. He started asking to take me out to lunch, which he hasn’t done since we started dating. I agreed to it, reluctantly, rolling my eyes and telling him in my sing-song voice that he’s being so ridiculous. When he came into my office to pick me up last Friday, he saw John’s makeshift desk across from mine and gave me an earful that night. He went totally berserk, he said he could feel some sexual tension between me and John, he said that John stared at me, he even went so far as to ask me to quit my job

It’s Monday. I’ve calmed him down. I think it turns John on to know that I am cheating on him with my husband, but still I don’t want my husband to know. My husband called me to tell me that he was picking me up for lunch, yet again, and John starting groping me, taking off my blouse, my bra. I don’t want to get caught but I can’t find the strength in me to tell him no. A part of me wonders if I am enjoying being so bad, I’ve been a good girl my whole life, and now my lover is undressing me while I spin a web of lies. I lie to excuse my moaning, I lie when John’s thick cock is in my mouth, I lie to my husband when he’s fucking me deep on my desk. My husband is on his way to pick me up, and my legs are spread open for my lover. I try my best to muffle my pleasure moans. I don’t want to pick a man, even though John has made it clear that he wants me to divorce my husband to be with him. I want to live as a bad girl, no longer agreeable to what other people want of me, I will have my husband, my lover, and whomever else I want to fuck. It’s going to be about me from this point of my life and on.
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Includes: Fantasy mother Penny Pax, and a pulsating orgasm creampie

Do you know what it’s like when your thoughts are so loud that you can’t hear anything else, not even your mother when she’s talking to you? I get like that all the time around women, especially my mother. I think that my mother is the only person in the world who truly understands me, and yes.. sometimes I fantasize about her lips wrapped around my cock when she is talking to me, but I swear that any guy would if they were talking to her.

I’m pretty new to sex but I have had sex with three babes since last year, it’s cool and everything, but still.. I’m looking for that special girl. I’m not the kind of guy that gets all fucked up at parties and fucks random chicks. I’ve did it once, it wasn’t for me. I need more than just getting my nut off, I need love, I need someone who understands me. I think I need to find a girl to get serious with, to have a real relationship with. I think about all the qualities that she should have: she should be into watching me play hockey in the winter, and baseball in the Summer, she’s a good listener, she should wear heels, like all the time, my Mom does that and it is so feminine. Mom even has a pair of heels she calls her “house heels,” man, I know they kill her feet, she is always begging me to massage them, but they make her legs look mile high. She says, “they make me feel good.” I can guaran-fuckin-tee that you won’t find a chick with those qualities at my age, I’m going to need a sophisticated lady, an older lady. Oh.. and I need a woman that touches me like my mother does, this is very important. I’m talking about the little ways she touches me, as if she wants to remind me that she loves me, several times a day, the way we sit at the table and she runs her index finger up and down my forearm, when I leave the house she hugs me tightly, and wraps her delicate fingers around the back of my neck, and she links her arm around mine like a Victorian lady when we are walking around in public. I always feel like I am the man when I’m with her, even though I’m eighteen, she looks so young that I’d bet people think she’s my older girlfriend. I snap out of my day dream, mom is furrowing her brow at me, oh fuck– I don’t want her to think I wasn’t listening to her. I nod my head politely, and thankfully she continues on talking.
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My name is Robby Echo and I’m president of the Science Club at school. I’ve worked out some pretty amazing things in the basement of my High School with my best friend, Jeffrey, but things went South with him. Jeffrey thinks that I want to use our inventions for “unethical purposes,” man.. he is such a punk ass bitch. You should have seen his face when I gave him a piece of my mind. I was bummed to lose my best friend, but life goes on, I’ll just have to find a test subject on my own.

My mom wasn’t herself when I got home from school that night. Pussy Jeffrey ratted on me to his mother and my mind filled worry. Just how much did Jeffrey tell? Do they know that we’ve practically perfected a spray that will freeze a woman’s muscles? Do they know that I have a system that will alter a woman’s mind to different wavelengths/behavior channels? Mom was pissed and I didn’t have much time to think about how I would react. I sprayed her with my “freeze spray” right in the eyes and mouth. It worked! Well, sort of..

Mom’s muscles were frozen but she could move her eyes, she could crank her head approximately 30 degrees. I took the chip and turned on the vibrate function. Mom couldn’t swallow it, as I intended, with her muscles frozen, but I could get her pussy wet enough for it to glide through her pink inner-labias.

Mom sat up with a robotic movement, her chocolate brown eyes had turned red, then white, and looked at me unfeelingly, eager for instruction. I touched my sweet mother’s lips, “can you feel that?” She replied with a robotic sound, “yes, master.” My sweet mother’s voice was robotic and monotone, but she could feel pleasure? I tested out different channels. I wanted my mother to give me an epic blow job, a blow job that no human woman could perform. She has turned into my sex doll.
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