hucowgoddess:

bimbeth:

brainy-bimbo:

hypnorotica:

It was the strangest corporate retreat she’d ever been to.  Billed as a women’s corporate leadership conference, it had started as two solid weeks of being pampered at a spa.  The constant drinks, baths and massages had all blended together and it was hard to remember a specific moment.

This second half of the conference was all about the moment.  It had taken half an hour to walk smoothly in the heels, and another twenty minutes to sway her hips just right.  The shining lights in front of her were patient, telling her the sway was too small or too wide.  Now she had it down and had been handed a tray with coffee on it, making sure to keep it balanced as she walked.

It all felt really really good as she mastered each step, but she wasn’t sure how such exercises related to business.

poise is the most important attribute for a secretary

She nodded and cooed as the lights told her that, but part of her mind said it was wrong.  Poise was clearly important but, she wasn’t a secretary, she was a VP, in contention for becoming President.

A good secretary is necessary for her boss to excel

That was very true as well, but she was the one with a secretary.  Johnny had been thrust on her because he was the chairman’s nephew, but he’d been more than adequate at keeping her schedule.

Mr. Worthington relies on you so he can succeed

That statement gave a rush of pleasure….but.  That was Johnny’s last name.  He was her secretary, not the other way arou…

You succeed when Mr. Worthington succeeds

The thought fizzled as the words washed over her.  She did know how important that relationship between secretary and boss could be.

You must aid Mr. Worthington in every conceivable way

She shuddered, not just knowing but feeling the truth of it.  Her mind wandered to long hours handling his paperwork, dutifully serving him coffee, laughing at his jokes, letting him catch a peak as she leaned over, slipping under his desk to relieve his stress.

You’re the best secretary Mr. Worthington could ever hope for

She moaned, fantasizing about Mr. Worthington bending her over and fucking her right before a big meeting.  It was when she fantasized about him patting her head and calling her a good girl that she came.  She stumbled and the coffee tray tipped over.  The lights flashed to reassure her.

That’s okay.  You’re doing well.  Pick the tray back up and we will start again

Oh, my god.

I don’t have the words to say how much I love this. It’s just perfect.

Mmmm hot!!

Its so diabolically evil it’s amazing.

rabtownsend:

NAKED JEDI! ZOMG!

@jacsfishburne + @camdamage by Rab Townsend

Little did I know when I did a stupid thing, that it would become a stupid thing a bunch of people liked. So, at the time, I made it in shitty tiny resolution, and now I am embarrassed by its shitty tiny resolution.

So I did it all over again and now it’s normal sized.

I really really like small breasts. Also Star Wars. Plus this is just aesthetically pleasing.

ms-oedipussex:

ms-oedipussex:

ms-oedipussex:

YOUR MOM Begging You To KNOCK HER UP! (HQ Extended Version)

Give into to your primal need to mix genes with Mommy!

Gaze into Mommy’s eyes as she urges you on to shoot your seed from your churning testicles and plow your sperm into her cervix, flooding her forbidden fertile womb, where the egg released from her ovaries awaits…

Usurp your father’s breeding rights FOREVER!

💋

Fill me up, son…

…Mommy’s ready to breed your seed

Don’t see videos this perverse very often.

i-own-you-and-your-girl:

Your wife was disgusted at your inability to protect her.. So she told your bully, “why don’t you fuck me and find out?” to see if you would do anything..

You didn’t react.. And so that night, your bully used your wife like a whore..

Not that he paid her. Far from it. A month later she still looked at you with disgust. She wouldn’t let you near her. That’s when she told you that she was horny and ordered you to text him and ask him to fuck her again. You didn’t know why you did it. You couldn’t seem to stop yourself. He said he’d do it… for a price. 

“Do it,” your wife said, “pay the man to fuck me.”

So you did.  

bkcomments:

No, Kitten

“That’s it, kitten. Enjoy hubby’s big cock. That’s it. I love hearing you moan.”

“So good. So deep.”

“That’s right. Hubby is going in deep. He’s going paint your womb with his seed.”

“No! Can’t. Not protected.”

“Oh yes he is, sweetie. He’s going to plant his seed inside your fertile cunt.”

“Oh god! He’s going faster. Can feel him swelling. Need to get off.”

“Oh no you don’t. I am going to hold you here so he can finish off inside of you, my sweet kitten. You’re going to have a beautiful baby bump.”

Your girlfriend had stopped having sex with you shortly after she started hanging out with that married couple down the street. Not that she denied you outright; she was just always with them so late into the night. And she seemed so exhausted. She said they were training for a triathlon, and you believed her, for the most part. But some things didn’t add up. Who trains so late at night all the time? And you never saw them running or biking around the neighborhood. When she declared she was pregnant, the dates really didn’t add up…