Had some fun with the husband over the weekend and we thought it would be fun to share. I honestly love sucking cock and eating ass more than penetrative sex most of the time - There is something so intimate and sexy about it, and you get to really control how good that other person is feelin.
2024-06-06 14:00:23 +0000 UTC View Post
“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been three months since my last confession.”
Father Augustine coughed lightly and shifted in his chair, the only movement in response being a small sign of the cross. The man on the other side of the screen held his breath for a moment, collecting his thoughts before letting the words escape at last.
“I have been lustful. Unfaithful to God.”
“Continue," Father Augustine said quietly, trying his best not to ponder on what those words might mean to a man like this. It was not his job to judge, just to listen.
“I have been single for some time, but in the past few months I have been seeking the company of other men."
“It is not a bad thing to confide in friends,” the priest said simply, trying his best to not make assumptions, making another sign of the cross in anticipation.
The words tumbled out of his mouth, hesitant and uncertain, but with a fervent honesty. "No, Father... Sexually," the man confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. He paused for a moment, catching his breath before continuing."I love cock, Father," he continued, his voice growing more confident with each word. "I crave the feeling of another man using me like a hole, taking complete control over my body. I revel in being used and degraded, reduced to nothing but a worthless pig."
The priest sat silently for what felt like hours, unsure of how to react to something like this. “Well - W-What have you done to stop this, son?” The priest said, almost in awe with the amount of depravity this man was willing to display. He felt warm in his seat, reminding himself yet again that his role was to listen and advise. Not judge.
"I've done nothing, father. I can't stop. I want to be fucked by men twice my size, bred into complete submission, and kept locked up and docile until I'm to be used again. I want my pathetic dick to be caged in chastity, left in a corner blindfolded and unknown to the world until it's time to fulfill my purpose."
Father Augustine cleared his throat, that warmth he was feeling quickly moving to his crotch in primal excitement. What was going on? “Well… The first thing you should do is s-stop, and consider your body to be a temple of God, and work to repair your relationship with him-”
"Father, please. I can't take these cravings anymore!" The voice on the other side of the screen grew more urgent and desperate, with the unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin coming from the wall. The priest's breathing became erratic as he listened to the confessions pouring out of the speaker, detailing sins and desires that made his own member tighten and throb with arousal. He sat in shock and disgust, but couldn't help himself from absentmindedly pleasuring himself to the intensity of it all. The smell of their musky cocks seeped into the confessional booth, making both of them even more lustful than they thought possible.
“Y-You should keep being a little cocksucker, I-it’s all your good for.” The priest found himself saying, his pants and underwear pooled around his ankles and cock at full attention, hands swirling at the head and letting his body ride through every wave of pleasure. It was incredible, addicting, and terrible as he found himself saying even more lurid, disgusting things. The man on the other side of the screen masturbated even harder, slamming his body against the wall of the confessional. “I want to be a good little cock whore, I want to be good for you, Father! I want to be so good for you, a good little hole for you!” He moaned, whining like some sort of beast as the priest matched his intensity, pumping his cock in a way he had never experienced before.
Father, please don't make me stop. Don't make me stop my purpose. Please," the man pleaded, each word punctuated with gasping breaths and whimpers. He was getting close now, and Father Augustine could feel the warmth in his body growing more intense as his climax approached.
The priest's breath came in desperate gasps as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. "Be a good hole- Be a good hole, son," he managed to gasp out, his orgasm shutting out his mind as he shot thick ropes of cum all over himself, the man on the other side screaming out in pleasure as he released as well. Silence passed between both of them, the priest feeling brave enough at last to see if the man was still there, waiting for him and expecting more.
The other side of the confessional was empty. There was no mess, no sign of another person being there, and the lingering smell of musk they had shared was dissipating as quickly as it had arrived. Father Augustine felt the warmth and excitement in his skin wash away in horror; the only thing left behind was an uncomfortable pit in his stomach. Nobody was here. Nobody had been here. But now he was changed, different. He had failed his test of faith.
Happy Monday! Another throwback - One of my first times trying to do a professional daddy look (I miss having this amount of space in my old apartment...)
2024-06-03 14:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
Happy Saturday! I know back in the day I used to have a Discord channel, but I sadly removed it due to being a little overwhelming to keep up with and maintain. I thought I'd keep something easier, and am super proud to present my new (free) telegram channel!
https://t.me/+4NOcC731QhEyMTQx
Use this special onlyfans-only (heh) link to gain access and check out my daily videos, behind the scenes and random lewds 💖
(Turns out I forgot to caption this. Ass? Ass.)
2024-05-30 14:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
Urgran groaned as the cock slowly pushed its way inside his hole. His knees pressed into the uncomfortable cobblestones, the coolness offering some semblance of comfort. The mercenary chuckled, pushing to the hilt and allowing the Orc to take every inch. "No wonder you came so cheap... You may not be much of a hired warrior, but you’re a good hole, aren’t you?" The human's words stung even more than his cock as it probed inside, barely lubricated by the oil Urgran had managed to keep packed away for such an occasion.
The Orc let out a guttural whine as the shaft pulled back, leaving his cavity yearning for its return. The slickened cock slapped against his sensitive hole, the mercenary's arousal evident in the way he ground it against his asscrack. Each touch sent shivers of anticipation through the Orc, his body trembling in desire to be penetrated once more.
“I’ll admit I don’t like fucking greenskins, but it’s not like there is anything else down here I can stick my dick into. And you like it, huh?” The mercenary placed the head of his cock at his entrance, tantalizingly pushing itself inside and back out again, the gentle slicking sound of skin touching skin echoing across the empty, dark halls of the dungeon. Urgran could only blindly nod in agreement, his arousal evident as his cock leaked onto the cold cobblestones beneath him. All he wanted was for that thick member to thrust back inside, hitting that sweet spot yet again.
The mercenary let out a deep, guttural laugh, his eyes glinting with excitement as he granted the Orc's wish. With a booming howl, Urgran felt his walls being stretched open once again, a surge of heat and pressure flooding through his entire body. His back arched and trembled as he moaned in pleasure, feeling the weight of his mercenary employer pressed against him, pushing himself even deeper inside.
"You're not finished yet, Orc," the mercenary growled lustfully. "I'm going to see just how many loads I can stuff down this little cunt before sunrise." The quiet sounds of dripping water and vermin in the dungeon were soon replaced with the frantic slapping of Urgran's ass, gleefully and mindlessly taking as much cock as he possibly could…
Happy Monday! Throwback to one of the first photoshoots I uploaded to OF 💖 I feel like I've improved so much since taking these photos.
2024-05-27 14:00:41 +0000 UTC View PostHappy Friday! I took this video right after I got out of the shower (And took those pics you saw from a few days back lol) and wanted to try something new. Have some daddy ass shaking 💖
2024-05-24 14:00:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Thought it would be fun to take some photos in the shower and I had NO fucking clue how wide I've gotten recently 👀 Would love to sit on some cute faces and see how far you could eat this hole.
2024-05-23 14:00:19 +0000 UTC View Post
An uncomfortable silence fills the sleeper cabin as the burly trucker studies you through his dark sunglasses. The smell of staleness lingers in the confined space, making you wonder how anyone can spend so much time here. With the doors closed, all external noises—chatter, air brakes, and machinery—fade away, leaving only the two of you and the quickly growing sexual, primal tension. The trucker clears his throat, and slowly begins to unbutton his shirt, allowing his body to be revealed to you - his belly flops out of his shirt with a satisfying slap, with his tits not far behind, framing his thick body in a way that drives you absolutely wild. His shirt, and soon his pants, fall to the wayside, leaving Hank in only a pair of dingy underwear, a clear erection growing beneath them. With a trembling hand, you reach out and trace a finger along the curve of Hank's belly, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your touch. Hank let out a low chuckle, allowing you to explore for a moment in silence as his body and cock shifted in anticipation. "C’mere, boy. Let's get this show on the road." Your cheeks burn with both excitement and nerves as you crawl towards him, struggling to maintain your balance on the slick leather seats. Your lips are pursed in anticipation, wondering what it will be like to kiss a man like this for the first time. Would he smell? Be gentle? The trucker grins at you, his arm extending in a welcoming gesture You feel a thick hand reach the back of your head, gently pushing you forward into his chest and not his face. Hank growls, positions your mouth on his teat and wordlessly commands you to service him. His nipple is sweaty and musky as you quickly bring it into your mouth, flicking it up and down with your tongue as your trucker daddy pushes you harder against him. You pitifully grab at your crotch, trying to please yourself with no luck due to the compactness of the space. "That’s it… Good boy," Hank grunts, shifting in his seat slightly. You feel his fingers wrap around the back of your head, gently pulling your hair. His chest is warm, and as you roll and suckle the nipple around in your mouth, you feel it firm up from the attention. You look up at Hank; his eyes are now shut as he continues to growl under his breath while you work him over. You carefully bring up your other hand and wrap it around his free pec, giving a squeeze before zeroing in on his second nipple and tweaking it hard. The trucker jumps, his entire body tensing up as he looks down at you with a sly expression, trying to hold back moans. "Keep goin, son," he said simply, biting his lip as you clamped down even harder. As you continued to work, you could feel thick, callused hands removing your clothing, leaving you only in your underwear as you moved back to his pecs to give him all the attention he wanted. The erection you saw forming from Hank was now raging, with a steady trickle of precum moistening the fabric lucky enough to hit the head of his thick cock. You moved on him harder, swapping tits as you could see your trucker daddy grasping at his shaft and pumping, letting his underwear get even more soaked as his cock continued to leak in appreciation of all the sensations you were giving him. Time seemed to stretch endlessly as you both sat there. His once rigid muscles now melted under your touch, his conservative grunts turning into desperate howls and slurred words praising your actions. The intensity of his pleasure was evident in the way his body tensed and trembled, his hands growing more erratic on his cock as he approached his limit. You could feel the heat radiating from his body and the raw need in his voice as he neared release. “Aw fuck-!” Was all Hank could say. With a sharp exhale, Hank's body tensed and his hips bucked forward as he released. Thick ropes of cum splattered across your chest through the fabric of his underwear, marking you with his intense and pent-up frustration. You released your grip on his tits, gasping for air as he reclined back in his seat, admiring the mess he had made. The warmth of his seed slowly dribbled down your chest, reminding you that you haven’t unloaded your own just yet. "You can stay the night if you have nowhere else to go," he offered with a smirk. "The bed might be more comfortable than this cramped space." His eyes gleamed with mischief as he gestured towards the small bed in the back of the sleeper cabin. The scent of sweat and sex hung heavy in the air, masking that stale smell. This was much better.
2024-05-21 14:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post
I'm getting too big for this shower 🥴 (1/2)
2024-05-19 02:53:55 +0000 UTC View PostHappy Friday! I hadn't jerked off in a few days and thought it would be fun to bust out the VHS camera for some vintage daddy play
2024-05-17 14:00:21 +0000 UTC View Post
Grant didn’t seem to mind having a roommate, I think. I paid my rent, and my part of the utilities and generally stayed out of the way while he was leaving for work or coming home late. In some ways, I felt like I was his wife or something; I would clean up the house and even cook dinner for him on occasion if I knew he had a rough day. Of course, I couldn’t deny that I wanted him to notice me. I often found myself stealing glances at him, especially when he was getting into the shower or getting out of bed. It was a hot Saturday, hotter than usual in the summer and one of the few days we both had off. Grant decided to spend his time outside cutting the grass… To his credit, he did start early, but after running into some issues with the mower he ended up working in the most brutal part of the afternoon. Meanwhile, I stayed holed up in my airconditioned bedroom, guilt gnawing at me as I occasionally peeked out the window to make sure he hadn't collapsed from exhaustion yet. Despite my lack of help, Grant persevered and finished the job, his sweat-drenched shirt and possible sunburn proof of his hard work. The front door opened pitifully, with Grant walking into the dark, cool house and collapsing in his nearby chair. I quickly emerged, bringing out some water, in a pitiful attempt to be helpful after the fact. He smiled, taking a sip and allowing his muscles to relax, the sweat making him slide ever so slightly on the leather he was sitting on. "Thanks." He took another gulp of ice water, using it to hydrate before starting to form any more words. "Hope you don't mind me cooling down for a sec." I shrugged and said something, I can't even remember what, because I was so distracted. I didn't even notice that Grant had partially undressed - He was still wearing his undershirt, but his pants and shoes were gone, leaving him only in an old, stained sporty jockstrap that hugged his body tightly. His body, still as solid and thick as ever, was now on full display. The tight fabric of his underwear hugged every curve and muscle, emphasizing just how massive he truly was. His broad belly protruded slightly, framed by his powerful thighs and arms, their muscles tense from years of manual labor. As I gazed at him, I couldn't help but notice the smattering of hair across his chest and leading down to his navel, teasingly disappearing out of sight behind the waistband of his jockstrap. The slight rise and fall of his belly as he breathed was incredible, and something I’d never gotten to see up close before. With all of the exposed skin, the smell of his musk hit my senses like a truck, filling the room with the rank sweat of an older man, and the sweetness of freshly cut grass. We continued the small talk, but my eyes kept drifting to his glistening body, fixating on the bulge right in front of me. At that moment, all I could think about was dropping to my knees, spreading his legs apart, and eagerly sucking on his dick through the fabric of the worn jockstrap. Despite all my watching, I’d never seen Grant’s cock before, and the idea of it being just out of reach was sending my brain into overdrive. I wanted to inhale every bit of his intoxicating scent, make him fuck my throat like a good little whore, for Daddy to claim as his own. As the conversation dried up, I could feel my cock starting to harden. I snapped out of the fantasy and made sure I wasn't making a fool of myself. Grant looked me over in silence for a moment, his eyes grazing past my quickly growing bulge. "Listen, I don't want to stink up the house any more than I already have. I'm going to hit the shower. Thanks for the water, bud." I simply nodded, getting out of the way for Grant to slide out of his chair and retreat to the bathroom. He left the door open, almost as if he knew I wanted to watch him…
2024-05-14 14:00:25 +0000 UTC View Post
Non-noodey but I felt extra daddy in the greenhouse 💖
2024-05-10 17:58:04 +0000 UTC View Post
Eli, your best friends Dad leads you out of his house and into a nearby detached garage, the sunlight dazzling you for a moment as you follow the carefully maintained stepping stones. You can’t help but feel like the mood has been a little deflated - Usually your visit would mean getting right down to business, but all your conversation and foreplay didn’t get anywhere. “I thought we could try something new.” Your Daddy friend said simply, opening a small side door to the garage and letting you in. It was larger than you expected, two comfortable bays with a old beat up truck on the far side. You knew Eli had some ideation for tinkering, but you had no clue he had a little man cave out here. You can’t help but find the idea at least a little arousing. You feel a hand gently land on your shoulder, being lead past the piles of scrap metal and auto parts into a sparse office area in the corner. A less-than-flattering fluorescent light shines above the space, with only a rickety metal desk and chair waiting under it. The floor is concrete, cracked and stained, and as you stay the smell of oil and gasoline lingers, making you feel slightly more uncomfortable than you where before. Eli turns the chair around - On it is a leash, a dog collar of some sort, with a rope tied to one end. He looks at you for a moment, trying to read the confusion in your eyes. Slowly, carefully, he removes his shirt and shorts, revealing nothing underneath. His cock is already partially erect, leaking precum down his thick thigh as he stands confidently before you. The fluorescent bulbs above flicker intermittently, casting a sporadic glow on his belly and thick frame. The scent of sweat and desire hangs in the air, along with that unmistakable oil and fuel. “This isn’t for you…” He says simply, picking up the collar. It’s aged and worn, but made of some sort of quality leather. As he walks towards you, he unfastens the latch with practiced ease, the metal clicking softly in his hand. You feel a stirring in your chest as he presents the open end towards himself, waiting for you to collar him. You hands tremble as you gently secure the collar at his neck, the rope taught in your hand. Eli leads you back to the chair, asking you to sit down as his final order. Daddy Eli kneels in front of you, opening your legs to squeeze between them. His eyes reach your own, motioning to the rope attached to his collar for you to grab on. You can feel your member already stiffening. "Tell me what to do, son." He says with a whisper… ~ You let out a deep, almost exhausted groan as you can feel Eli’s mature mouth wrapping around the head of your cock, lapping underneath the head and taking in every taste. His mouth feels like a furnace, the heat radiating from his tongue as he expertly flicks against your cock slit, making sure you’re nice and clean. He slows for a moment, looking up at you with a pleading expression… It was strange for Eli to give up this much control, but something about it was incredibly thrilling, with all of that excitement and tension going straight into your cock for him to work over. With a firm grip on the rope, your muscles strain as you pull harder, eliciting a desperate whimper from your Daddy beneath you. His head bobs up and down in a steady rhythm, hands grasping at your thighs for support as he services you with his expert mouth. Your grip tightens even more, causing him to gag and struggle against you, but you don't let up. Moans escape both of your lips as you can feel the finale getting close - every pump of your shaft coursing through your body and making the room spin around you. You’ve never had your cock sucked this good before. You pull on the rope again, making him squeal as you feel your orgasm rushing, spilling your seed down Daddy’s tight throat as you keep him there, riding out the intense sensation and bucking into his mouth until he surfaces for air. He coughs and gags, but you know he is making sure every drop of your release is swallowed. You collapse in the rickety chair, gasping for breath as Eli gives a chuckle, taking the rope gently out of your hand. “Next time we’ll try somewhere else but the garage.”
2024-05-07 14:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostTomorrow is my Friday and I want some dicks to rate. Send me some nice pictures and I'll tell you what I'll do to 'em
2024-05-05 05:00:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Took some excellent pictures of my tits today.
2024-05-05 02:37:16 +0000 UTC View PostYou where looking through some old home movie tapes and come across something... weird. Do you tell anyone?
2024-05-03 14:00:34 +0000 UTC View Post
I’m delighted to see you here with me again, human. It was so lonely here without you. I require… payment before I can grant you any favors, you understand don’t you? Good. You’re sitting and comfortable. Start to grab at your crotch. Yes, just like that. Excellent. Increase the pressure as you work from the base of your cock to the head, just letting the tips of your fingers do all the work for now. It may not be much, but it’s a start, isn’t it? Good. You’re doing well. Make a sound for me, human. Don’t hold back, I can’t stand modesty in my domain. Give me a moan, a whimper, a plead as you keep that pressure on your shaft. There you go. Good work. Now, I need you to grasp it with your hand - Grasp that shaft, working your way up and down. You should be nice and hard now, does it feel good? Moan again for me, if you feel the desire pass over your body. Good, good. Now whip out your cock. Let’s see it. Excellent. Your cock is standing tall and proud, already worked up from your touch. Keep stroking, faster now. Do you feel the warmth radiating from your cock? The intense pleasure that comes from simply touching yourself? It's all because of me. I can see how desperate and needy you are for release, even without touching you. Admit it, you love every moment of it. And who do you think allows you to experience such overwhelming pleasure? Such exhilaration? You’re in my domain of pleasure, after all… Yes, that's it. Give in to the overwhelming pleasure consuming you, my little human toy. Let your mouth gape open, drool dripping down your chin as your eyes roll back into your head, lost in a haze of ecstasy. Your body trembles and quivers with every thrust, completely at my mercy. You're close now, I can feel it. Keep riding that wave of pleasure, my darling. Pump harder and faster, desperate for that elusive, golden, radiant release. Moan louder, let me hear just how much you crave this. How badly you want to spill your seed at my feet as an offering. That’s it. Let go. Cum. Give in to the raw desire pulsing through your veins. Surrender yourself to me completely as you reach the peak of pleasure and explode with abandon. Seal the pact and we can stay like this for as long as you shall exist… …This is all for me, my little human. You are mine to control and use as I please. Embrace it, and embrace me…
2024-04-30 14:00:59 +0000 UTC View Post
You make your way to the meeting spot arranged beforehand - The local trucker rest stop, behind the gas station in an alleyway just secluded enough for some fun. As you enter alone, you press yourself against a slimy wall, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. For a place with such a notorious reputation, it's surprisingly underwhelming. You work away your disappointment as you massage your crotch, working yourself into an erection idly as you wait for someone, anyone to arrive. "Hey boy." A deep voice booms down the alley. You can feel your skin run cold as you quickly look over - In the dim streetlights you can see the silhouette of a burly figure, already almost nude. He gives you a nod, your legs taking on a mind of their own as you walk over to approach him. Even this close you still can’t make out his exact features - You can see a beard, a hat and sunglasses in the gloom, making everything about him even more mysterious and sensual. The trucker chuckles, placing a hand under your shirt and tweaking your nipple, letting you squirm slightly for his amusement. “You’re the one I talked to, right?” The best you can do is whimper and nod your head, hoping that it’s enough for him to see - The trucker stops, giving a growl as he pulls you into a rough and unexpected kiss. Your cock is already rock hard from the attention, the smell of cigarettes on his hot breath already making you paw and grab at every piece of his skin that you can. The man chuckles again, breaking his lips from yours and smiling. “You’re a wily one, boy. I like you.” He slowly places a hand under your shirt, silently instructing you to get nude. “Get on your knees.” You obey, feeling the hard and slick concrete on your knees as you look up at your trucker daddy expectantly. You realize that he isn’t quite naked - Besides his hat the only thing he’s wearing is a ratty white jockstrap, barely able to contain his fat bulge. You can feel your mouth watering as you imagine taking that musky cock into your mouth, already idly stroking yourself expectantly. “You want this, boy? You’ll have to earn it.” The trucker daddy turns around, giving you a full view of his huge, round ass. Before you can even get ready you feel his cheeks get closer and closer, pushing himself into your mouth and expecting you to get to work. You moan, tongue lapping around his puckering hole and working your way inside, relishing the taste and smell of his musk invading every one of your senses. The man groans loudly, pressing himself even closer against your mouth as he quickly pulls out his dick and strokes, thick droplets of precum already escaping onto the cold concrete below you. “Damn boy… Fuck yea… EAT Daddy’s hole.” Your vision swims as you fight through the discomfort, determined to bury your tongue even deeper into his hole. With each deep dive, you gasp for air and eagerly give your trucker daddy exactly what he demands. His moans grow more and more intense, his cock now fully hard and leaking even more than you thought possible. You can feel warmth in your member as you begin to stroke as well, matching his pumps as you can feel your knees scrape from being moved backwards and forward by his wild movements... “Fuck - Fuck fuck FUCK!” You can feel the truckers hole pucker and wrap around your tongue as he shoots his load, thick ropes of cum splattering to the ground ahead of him. Before you realize what’s happened you’ve shot your own, shuddering and whimpering as you desperately lick his entrance and milk yourself for every drop you have left. The trucker removes himself from you, gasping for breath for a moment before standing back up. He grabs you by the hair and gently helps you up to standing again, drawing you close with a growl. “Now we can have some real fun.” He whispers, placing a hand on your ass and giving a cheek a hard squeeze.
2024-04-23 14:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostHappy Friday! My amazing husband offered to join me, and I couldn't stop thinking about how sexy it would be to just... make out on camera and tease one another. Intimacy is sexy for me, so I hope you enjoy 💖
2024-04-19 14:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Happy Thursday! Your internet Dad wishes you good vibes and boners 💖 I'm recovering after a particularly hard week, but the weather is getting nicer and I'm looking forward to doing more photoshoots
2024-04-18 14:00:56 +0000 UTC View Post
Lysander couldn’t recall how he had even stumbled into the inn room, let alone paid for it. His typically pristine robes lay abandoned on the floor as he pushed himself against the burly Orc, slamming them both against a nearby wall. In the dim candlelight, Lysanders fingers fumbled and snaked between the openings of his partners leather armor, relishing every inch of warmth he could find before attempting to remove them with a desperation unbecoming of a mage. Urgran’s normally stony expression curled into something even more reserved, his fluttering eyes and blush across his cheeks betraying the lust he was feeling in his hefty body. In a matter of seconds his own clothes fell to the dirty floor, both of the men grinding against one another, already gasping for breath and totally surrendering to the tension between them. Lysander's ragged breath caught in his throat as he felt the warm, wet mouth of the Orc pressing against his own- their tongues danced together, with the Orc's thicker and longer one taking control as it explored deeply into the human's throat. The mage whimpered as he felt himself being explored, his hands already traveling over the Orcs now-naked body. The bed creaked as they both quickly threw themselves on it, the ravenous kisses becoming slower and gentler as they settled into something intimate. This was something Lysander had only dreamed of, and as much as the Orc would want to deny it, had similar dreams as well. They paused for a moment, catching their breaths and sitting up before Lysander moved behind the Orc, trailing his hands and lips over his muscled back. It was just as warm and rugged as he imagined, with scars from past battles adding character to the skin beneath his touch. The impatient grunting of the Orc slowly subsided into low moans, as if finally allowing his body to experience pleasure. As they stood in the quiet stillness, Urgran’s heart pounded in his chest. His face remained stoic, as if trying to hide his true emotions, but Lysander could hear a glimmer of happiness him. "Lysander...I...I'm grateful to have found you once more," Urgran said, in a voice that held both longing and relief. The mage chuckled, nervously bringing his hands around to embrace and massage even more of his Orcish partners heft and belly. “I am too.” He responded quietly, his hands continuing to explore…
2024-04-16 14:00:59 +0000 UTC View Post
My husband @themoonunit is 6'5, absolutely towers over me, and is a huge, huge bottom. They had never been eaten out until we got together almost a decade ago, so I always make sure to give them extra attention when they request it 💖 Videos of me eating out his delicious ass going up tomorrow!
2024-04-11 14:00:22 +0000 UTC View Post
Happy Wednesday! My husband @themoonunit is a photogenic sexy creature, and I'm always so happy when they offer to help me make some content! We have some great things planned for the next few weeks 💖
2024-04-10 14:00:26 +0000 UTC View Post
“That’s why they call me the master!” The garage was hot and uncomfortable as I sat there with XxFelineM4sterxX69, AKA Jeremy to most people who have the distinct pleasure of knowing him IRL. He giggled, turning his screen towards me to show his quickest speedrun yet. He was cute, I’ll admit- Maybe that’s why I ended up visiting him so often back when I was in my early 20’s. “Phiew, it’s hotter than my CPU in here. Mind if I cool off?” Jeremy said, turning his monitor back to face him. Without really paying attention, I nodded my head and went back to scrolling through my phone. When I finally looked up, I was surprised to see that he had stripped down to just his underwear. Jeremy wasn't the most fit guy, but his body was exactly what I wanted. It was round and soft, perfect for cuddling or running your hands over. His godawful shirt, now unbuttoned and out of the way, had almost made me forget how attractive “XxFelineM4sterxX69” could be sometimes. “You- Uh, okay bro?” I turned away again, trying my best to look at a text on my phone that wasn’t there. I remember stammering, coming up with some excuse, but soon enough he was removing another article of clothing for me. The garage felt even hotter than before, and soon enough my eyes where back on him. “You know, I’m not some fool. I know you’ve… You’ve been looking.” His voice cracked slightly, that almost annoying confidence totally gone. I could hear the sound of his gaming chair creak as he adjusted his weight, getting up and looking at me from over his L shaped desk. We stared at one another, and mashed our mouths together at last, giving messy, anxious kisses that made the desk shake as we both balanced on it to reach one another. His breath tasted like energy drink, and it was the hottest fucking experience of my life.
2024-04-09 14:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
Sorry about the quiet-ness this week, was having some bad mental health days, but things are turning around 💖 Your internet Dad hopes you have an excellent Friday, and reminds you that you are loved, and I'm thankful to have you here 💖
2024-04-05 17:46:03 +0000 UTC View Post
Dave cleared his throat and looked around the sleeper cabin of his semitrailer, making sure one last time that every window was shut and every door locked. His laptop was open and ready, and soon enough the familiar, warm excitement in his cheeks and in his crotch came back. Camming in front of gay men, in a company truck no less, isn’t what the trucker expected to be doing on his slow nights at rest stops. The attention was mesmerizing, and the side income to afford an extra lunch or two just sweetened the deal. With a swift click of the “Online” button, the burly trucker's webcam lit up and signaled to him that his image was being broadcasted to the entire world. The chat was slow for a moment, but soon enough familiar usernames and others totally new popped into existence, Dave could already tell this was going to be a good night. “Evening Daddy Trucker” a familiar username typed, making Dave give a phony smile and wave. Talking was never something he was very good at. As he fumbled the buttons on his shirt, the tell-tale blush crept up his face once again. He took his time removing each article of clothing, savoring the anticipation that it brought. Soon enough, all he had left on was his hat and a pair of worn-out, dingy underwear. With a deep breath, the burly trucker settled himself in and gave his audience an enticing view of his muscular arms and almost-naked belly." The movement in the chat was almost instantaneous. "You want me to... what?" Dave repeated aloud, reading the quickly scrolling lines on the chat. Slowly, as instructed, he placed his underwear against his maw, and deeply inhaled. "Fuck..." Was all he could say, his flaccid cock hardening as he huffed his own musk. It wasn't a new scent, but having it so close to his mouth and nose elicited a reaction he had never experienced before. His mind raced with questions - what if this was someone else's underwear? Would he still want to inhale and taste the sweat and grime of another man? The thoughts swirled around inside his head as he grasped his now hardening shaft, stroking it up and down with increasing fervor. He had never thought about fucking another man before, but if it was like this… The thoughts became more frazzled and confused as Dave continued to stroke, letting a soft moan escape his lips (And making the chat go wild) Would a real cock smell like this? He wanted more, but the anxiety of what that really means soon left his mind, the warm, intense feeling from his cock overwhelming everything else. He needed more, the real thing. He needed cock in his mouth. He needed to be used. He needed the taste - The burly trucker came before being able to finish his thought. “FUCK!” He screamed, pulling back the skin on his shaft as he erupted thick ropes of cum on his belly and the wall behind him. His entire body tensed and released, causing his strained muscles to tremble afterwards from the force of his orgasm. His cock was hot, and already ready for another load. What the hell is going on? The chat flew into yet another frenzy, the chime of tips being dispersed his way for a job well done. Dave smiled. Maybe next time he could give them a real show…
2024-04-02 13:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post