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Jason could feel the sweat tricking across his cheek as he fought to hang on. The goddamned bitch was working his cock methodically, teasing and drawing out every weak point, torturing each sensitive spot with her devil’s tongue. He was crushing down...

Jason could feel the sweat tricking across his cheek as he fought to hang on. The goddamned bitch was working his cock methodically, teasing and drawing out every weak point, torturing each sensitive spot with her devil’s tongue. He was crushing down hard to keep from shooting every drop of his cream into her slut mouth. She had pulled her long brown hair back into a tight ponytail giving him the perfect view as his cock disappeared between her lips. Perfectly timed moans sent sharp waves of pleasure soaring down his shaft and into his balls each time bringing with it a white-hot flash of pleasure that he strained harder and harder to fight off.

“Come on, J. Do it. I can see you’re gonna lose it. Fucking give it up. You know you gonna lose.”

“Fuck you, Neelan! You’re right on the edge with me, fucker. And you’re gonna lose it first!”

He was right about that. Neelan was fighting his own battle, a losing battle, attempting to deny his throbbing cock as Jason’s own secretary, kneeling at his feet like the good little cunt she was, plowed it harder and deeper into her throat. Jason knew exactly what his brother was going through. He knew exactly how that throat could fuck and milk every drop of cum from his balls until there was nothing left to give. That’s one of the reasons he hired the little slut after all. He still remembered her interview, the way she had skipped his well-prepared questions and simply started mouth-fucking him. She had those lips straight down to his balls as she took everything he had straight down her rippling throat. The same as she had done every morning since like the good little whore she was. Something his prim and proper wife at home would never do.

He fought back another surging cum as he remembered the last time he had grabbed her hair and ground his cock into his secretary’s throat, roaring as he felt her nails digging into his ass as she dared him to fuck her throat even more roughly. Knowing she was giving him no choice but to fire off his load, giving her exactly what she wanted. Something his wife could never take. Every single drop of his precious seed. Again and again until they were both exhausted and satisfied.

He had been foolish enough to brag to his brother, Neelan. Since they were kids they competed with everything. Who could run faster, jump higher, had the better car, the better job, he better wife. When Jason had mentioned how good his own secretary was at sucking cock, Neelan had to call his bluff and the bet was on. Each would get the services of the other’s secretary for a week. Not to mention the bragging rights. All he had to do was hold on just a little longer.

The bitch locked eyes on him and smiled at the desperation she found there. She moved her tongue in circles around his dick while alternating between deep, heavy sucks and light, teasing ones. Then she took hold of his throbbing meat and started licking at the head. He moaned through clenched teeth as she took the rest into her mouth, engulfing him in liquid fire. She thrust him along the flat of her tongue as she made those wet half-gagging sounds in her throat each time she forced him deep past her tonsils.

But it was when she started raking her long red-coated nails along his legs that he was lost. Slowly up his calves, his thighs, until he could feel them scratching across his balls. The extra sensation was too much for him. He came. He came spurting huge gobs of his hot white cream across the office. She could feel it as his balls lost their hold and twisted away from his cock letting it shoot uselessly into the air.

Watching his brother slump in defeat, Neelan let loose. His telltale grunt betraying him, the bitch at his feet had plenty of time to drag his cock out of her throat and take his balls between her lips as he also fired off into the air, wasting long streams of life-giving seed.

Yet even as the two males traded boasts of victory and curses of defeat, the true Alphas simply smiled into a well-placed and hidden camera. The entire thing had been caught on film. A film that would make its way to the corporate e-mails, to the HR and Legal departments, and of (course) to the loving wives. Their lives, marriages, reputations, and careers would be completely and forever ruined. Unless … from this moment forwards the two brothers would become simple slaves to the will of their “good little slutty secretaries” betrayed by their arrogance in own pathetic cocks.


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“pussyoverpowersmen:
“ Loius Lane watches in awe as Wonder Woman rides Superman.
She witnessed how the strongest man starts to crumble and moan as one of the strongest pussy rides him with ease.
He tried fucking her with all his will and...
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Loius Lane watches in awe as Wonder Woman rides Superman.

She witnessed how the strongest man starts to crumble and moan as one of the strongest pussy rides him with ease.

He tried fucking her with all his will and power but to no avail. His powerful cock has fallen as her pussy easily takes on and pounds it.

It was clear, he was her prey. The strongest cock has fallen and defeated by the strongest pussy.

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In honor of Wonder Woman . , ,

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jukeboxemcsa:
“ Something was different about Jim, and Geri couldn’t figure out what. Of course, it wasn’t as though she was exactly thinking clearly at the moment–her clit was tingling like she had a goddamn Hitachi stuck to it, and every time she...
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Something was different about Jim, and Geri couldn’t figure out what. Of course, it wasn’t as though she was exactly thinking clearly at the moment–her clit was tingling like she had a goddamn Hitachi stuck to it, and every time she tried to figure out what was up with Jim he’d angle his thrusts a little differently and hit her pussy just right to push another moan out of her lips and she’d lose track of her train of thought for a little while.

But God, that was part of it right there. She’d never had sex this good before. Jim was always nice and long, but usually Geri had to help him along with her fingers or finish up after he squirted inside her just as she was really getting close to cumming. But tonight, Jim had technique like nothing she’d ever imagined. His cock kept rubbing all the right places to fuzz her thoughts with pleasure, and his stamina…oh,muck, she was on her third climax now and he just kept pounding her. Over and over. Perfectly timed, perfectly angled. Geri’s eyes rolled back in her head as she came again.

But still, something was…was wrong. He wasn’t talking. Not his usual brand of dirty talk, not anything at all. He just kept staring at her with those hungry eyes, fucking her until she was wrung out with pleasure, single-minded in his commitment to screwing her goddamn brains out. “I, Jim, are you…ohhhhhh!” she squealed, as her question dissolved into a fourth, no fifth orgasm that left her body quivering and her eyelids fluttering with overpowering bliss.

“Oh fuck, Jim,” she whimpered, once she regained the power of speech. “Oh fuck, that feels so good, I…oh God, where did you learn how to fuck like this?” She hoped that didn’t sound like an insult, but she couldn’t figure out how to make her words work right anymore; her thoughts were loose and unfocused, her voice slurred with endorphin-drugged ecstasy. Her mind felt like it was melting under the intensity of those jackhammer thrusts into her dripping cunt.

“From Mistress,” he said, speaking in a vacant monotone. “She made me into an instrument of Her will, and then She commanded me to break your will with pleasure. And you’re almost ready to give in. Aren’t you?”

“What? I, you can’t…you…” Geri tried to process his words, but they didn’t seem to fit in with anything else she understood. It wasn’t possible to…to fuck someone into obedience, was it? You couldn’t just brainwash them with…ohh, with endless pleasure, mind-numbing bliss, until they were–oh fuck, too distracted to think anymore, too deep in the thoughtless ecstasy of a sixth climax? A seventh? Until they were fucked blank. Blank and mindless. Blank and obedient. Blank and compliant. Blank and docile and…

“You’re ready now, aren’t you?” Jim asked.

“Yes,” Geri replied. She didn’t know what she was agreeing to. But it didn’t matter anymore.

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With the loss of the now pregnant and fucked-out “Hurricane Jane” the Hellfire Stable stood in need of another Sex-fighter to complete its roster. Whenever they had an opening a call went out to the most prominent Amateurs to battle in a...

With the loss of the now pregnant and fucked-out “Hurricane Jane” the Hellfire Stable stood in need of another Sex-fighter to complete its roster. Whenever they had an opening a call went out to the most prominent Amateurs to battle in a No-holds-barred fuck to the finish. Each chosen contestant was sent a small gold-trimmed invitation to be at the hotel and be prepared to give their all. The winner was given membership in their organization which meant free travel and hotels, better matches, and the best training any Sex-fighter could wish for. The competition was always fierce. Cocks and cunts would collide in a battle with no rules and no time limits. The last fighter able to move was declared the winner.

Jake Rage was on a roll. His killer cock had already knocked two women out of the competition. The last was still on the floor still convulsing through an orgasm that would not end. The bitch he was currently fucking was herself just out of an exhausting hour long 69 with another woman and was withering quickly under his sustained thrusts. But Jake knew the first few hours were the easy ones. Just a warm-up as the real Fighters go rid of the chaff. One by one the weaker ones fell away in screams of defeat and sprays of hot cum as his real competition revealed themselves. He watched, amazed, as one dark-haired slut cork-screwed a career ending orgasm out of a guy three times her size. She was already heading for her next victim even as he was still moaning on the floor shooting thick gobs of cum all over his own stomach.

The bitch under him was ready to cum but she was fighting him desperately. He could feel her pussy creaming all over his shaft even as she tried to grip his engorged head in a ring of cunt muscle. She was trying to keep him from pounding through her cervix and right into her womb. But the rhythm of his thrusts was irresistible and he could feel that tight ring opening for him. Just a few more thrusts and he would have her.

Still, the way the brunette was burying her face into her opponents squirming pussy, he hoped he still had enough left in him when the real battle started.

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sexfighters:
“  “Affable as he could be, Magnus had little in common with most guys his age, and his brief romantic dalliances had always ended with strangeness. Sally Mayhew had injured her jaw trying to give him a blowjob. Anne Carwin had thought...
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“Affable as he could be, Magnus had little in common with most guys his age, and his brief romantic dalliances had always ended with strangeness. Sally Mayhew had injured her jaw trying to give him a blowjob. Anne Carwin had thought he was playing a joke on her by stuffing his underwear, only to run screaming from the room when it turned out he was genuine. And Bella Jameson still refused to speak to him after a handjob had resulted in her hair and dress being stained. Though perhaps “drenched” would have been a better word.”   

- excerpt from the short story by Slutwriter, “Magnus Works it Out”.      In this story, an app called “Sizeland” is used to match well endowed men with the women who appreciate them.  

Read it!  

http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/SlutWriter/22835/Sizeland/59355/Chapter-1/Magnus-Works-It-Out

- Satyress2005

Fanfic’s Dedicated to rabbitrivial and Slutwriter.  

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sexfighters:
“They had been fucking hard, savagely, for over 6 hours and Tony knew he was finished. He had used up the last of his reserves getting this far and he had nothing left. The score was 4-2 and she was sucking him mercilessly. He was done....
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They had been fucking hard, savagely, for over 6 hours and Tony knew he was finished. He had used up the last of his reserves getting this far and he had nothing left. The score was 4-2 and she was sucking him mercilessly. He was done. Just one more final release and it would be over, his humiliation complete. Yet each time he felt his load rising, his cum about to burst from his straining cock, she pulled back. Again and again her hand would tighten around his balls forcing an agonized groan from his burning lungs as she forced him back from the edge.

“Com’on, bitch. You know you’re finished. You’re my bitch now, aren’t you? Say it! Fucking say it! Say you’re my bitch and I’ll let you cum. Say it, Bitch!”

“F… fu …. fuck you…cunt…” “Oh, please, please let me fucking come. Fuck dammit. Shit, please.

She gripped his balls tighter, feeling them throbbing in her hand as her tongue trailed a path of fire up along his shaft. He screamed as she twisted them, driving her mouth down his cock until he was buried in her undulating throat. The combination of ungodly pleasure and hellish pain driving him insane.

“Good boy. Keep fighting it. The longer you fight the harder I’m going to fucking break you. Your sex-fighting days are over. From here on your just my fucking cock-bitch. Say it. Say it, Bitch!”

She was right, he was breaking, moment by moment. His body was already broken. Now he could feel his will shattering like glass. It was only a matter of time until he gave her anything she wanted. He could feel her teeth running up his cock as she bit sharply at the tip of his cock. He found just enough strength to squirm, to scream.

“Com’on, bitch! Fight it! Break for me! Say it, Bitch!” She drove down again, twisting his balls in a vice.

OhmyGod…Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!

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