Bitch and Dicking: Prologue - Sex Stories

Bitch and Dicking: Prologue

... sexual?—organs. I have seen it before. I am still seeing it again. Hey, wait a minute, what are you hiding right there under your bra? Come close here……lemme check it! It might be my ass hole smearing cream which I have been looking for all day long. Hey, what is that thing bulging and swelling out in your panties? Don’t tell me you have grown a big giant dick and two happy littlie stubbly scrotums too? I mean my baseballs have just gone missing, and there might be hidden and concealed right there inside your vulva. “That dress fits in too tightly actually, Tori. Am I right?” Yes. That is what she—Courtney—thinks about it. Heck! To hell away with it! Isn’t she supposed to know that I am meeting….an Incubus? This is what he wants from me. I just want him to love and adore him. He solely wants to tie me up on his bed and spank shag me all night way long till the eventual dawn of the dreary day itself. I want him to love me……..he wants me to fuck him. And there is no simple hell way on Earth I am going to allow that to happen. No way possible! My dress is all violet and ruddy-like in color. It hugs and clasps on to my flesh and skin all too tightly and dearly. Yes. My behind and breast-filled up chest is all too perfectly clad and enshroud up. This is how we are going to stay for the whole of this night. I don’t know if I will come back to sleep over here at our own apartment. Rhys might demand and bid me to sleep and spend the night over at his villa……and it is what I ...

... indefinitely and precisely have to do if he coughs out so. Precisely! “And the shoes? You think high-heels will suit any much better?” Courtney is asking me this vaguely and candidly worried sort of. She mustn’t worry at all really. I will be okay like this. I will walk all too perfectly and soundly well and not let myself trip and tumble down to the ground, and even though it is all too dark out there and totally lightless anything, I will be supernatural—I promise. I don’t mean to say that an eclipse has taken place out there. It precisely and definitely has not. At all………… “And for goodbye to your dearest friend? Aren’t you going to share another deeply and passionate kiss with her even this time around too?” I ask her this coolly and all too calmly and straightforwardly. She draws closer towards me and bites and nibbles at my lips even this time again. I pull my tongue deep and more deeper into my mouth so that I can let a few driblets and trickles of saliva from her swim over into my desirous and eager mouth. Then we are finally and eventually done with………and off my way I go to see my man himself. Courtney will be calling up his boyfriend, Gavin Dunks, I guess. Maybe I am correct—or maybe I am wrong really! I find Rhys Dicking seated down there by himself close to the blazing fireside on some lush and highly expensive sofa of his. I am already late, I know. I should tell him that I am actually and deeply very sorry for this inconsiderate and foolish misdeed of mine. First, I ...