He would feel so good that he could feel the hind penis, still hot and exhausted in his ass, rouse itself again to ram stiff and hot inside him, and his front penis would stiffen again from the pressure and the pleasure, until he had to beat and suck it again. He sweated anew, his hind legs driving themselves againt his ass and his front legs as he pummelled himself. Again needing to come in the worst way Eric beat himself off and sucked himself in front while he fucked himself in back.
Fourlegger Sex Drive
Alien Tormentors
"Why are you doing this to us?" we would scream into the void, only to be stunned with the impact of yet another ray, our shoulders broadened, our spines lengthened, our limbs stronger, longer, more supple and flexible, supremely sculpted with thick, sinuous, ropey musculature, our eyes ever brighter and more intelligent, our lips ever sweeter and more expressive, our hair and skin ever more radiant and beautiful.
Don't Mess With A Mutant
I stepped out of the way quickly enough to avoid the cup but when it hit the ground the cup busted open and the soda splashed on my designer shoes. This guy was fucking with me at the wrong time but I decided to let it go. It's hard for me to stay mad at a human; they are like children they don't know any better. "Fuck you," was all I said as I continued walking down the street.
Sci-Fi Story - Ad Man
He said that the prospective clients had asked to meet with him, Tucker, at lunch to discuss plans for a media launch of the product. Larry said he'd meet him there, and named one of the top restaurants in town. Larry thought about it all morning. Would he be able to see a difference on Larry? He knew, if it worked, the market for this kind of thing could be vast. When he walked into the restaurant, escorted to the table by the maitre d', his mouth dropped open. Facing him was Larry, flanked by two men he assumed to be the clients by their extraordinary physiques, obvious even in business suits. Larry was grinning with pride as he stood to greet Tucker, the source of his pride clearly manifested.
A Caring Heart
My body began to shiver even harder as Carl prodded me on. He wasn't really in charge of us all, but at 25 years he was the oldest and I was only 19 years old. I knew he wouldn't let up on me until I did what he wanted. Somewhere inside I made the decision to get it over with. I needed to speak the words that the majority of my orphan brothers were waiting to hear. I forced my feet to take just a few more shaky steps until I was only two feet from the small wood carved car on the floor. My eyes carefully watched the old toy for the slightest movement and I felt like if it moved a hair, I would jump right out of my own skin. I took a deep breath while I began to utter the words that I swore I would never say. These words were what gave me nightmares.
Werewolf And Human Sex
Deep, hard sucks pulled more scum out of the overworked testicles, which were being milked by the paws for still more cum.. The finger in the man's ass stroked his prostrate, making the man gasp through gritted teeth.. At last, he could only moan, bent over the creature who slurped up the last of his cum.
Coming Of Age
"Get over here!" the fireman shouted; panic etching itself into the edges of his voice. The other four firemen ran to his side, and gaped in shock. The fire that had burned for months now had flared to many feet high, and was now collapsing in upon itself, shaping and reshaping. Soon, the fire resembled a human body. The eyes of the Fiery Being looked at the firemen surrounding him, and his flaming lips curled into a compassionate smile.
Boytaur Cream
Jim loved having the heavy, pleasantly scented cream rubbed all over his long-muscled, handsome runner's legs. Damon had also drunk a half a quart of the delicious boytaur cream, and as it worked on his mind, he concentrated his thoughts, in order to work the changes on Jim that Damon had always lusted for.
Bad Dreams In Science Fiction Story
"You will only speak when spoken to directly and then you say Sir or Master. I used only the lowest setting on the pain stick, would you like to receive more, if not move now.
An Odd Box And A Dark Horse - Science Fiction
Automain looked up to find a six foot teenager with short brown hair and blue eyes standing in the orange glow drifting in through the window from the setting sun. Alex looked into the dimly lit room to find Mr Thomlin, the short and large orphanage owner standing in the far corner of the room. His grey moustache and glasses were casting deep shadows over his face in the glow. It was a little while before Alex noticed that there was a boy cowering behind Mr Thomlin. A short boy with short blonde hair stood in the shadow cast by Mr Thomlin.
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