This is a story resulting from receiving several full-body photos from a body-builder reader along with a description of what he could give me in a rough fuck.
The Hulk crouched near the bolted heavy oak door, eyeing Rab, ready to pounce, trying to anticipate where Rab might try to scurry next. The stone-walled chamber wasn't small, but it wasn't so large that Rab had much of a chance evading the Hulk much longer.
The Moguls' General had plowed me almost as deeply as Konan the barbarian had. And before he left he assured me that now he had enjoyed my 'asset's' he knew I would be a great success at the Moguls' court.
When the General was gone I lay back happily among my cushions with my legs wide, feeling better fucked than I had ever been before, and thinking about my brilliant future. But I also longed to feel the great barbarian Konans' huge weapon plowing me deeply again.
"Hey, look at that," Ronda nudged Jerry. "I told you we could set the clock by him."
The bank's loan officer and new accounts clerk, whose desks were set side by side in the bank branch's lobby, were leaning into each other and marking the rapid progress of the senior teller to the exit door.
Have you ever met a 27 year old woman who was a virgin? More intriguingly, imagine that this 27 year old virgin was shapely, very pretty, college educated and sophisticated in a northeastern pseudo-intellectual, ultra-liberal, politically correct kind of way. If that wasn't enough, she was also a vegetarian, of the most extreme variety.
Imagine then that this 27 year old virgin was also quite aware of her sexuality and very eager to lose her virginity, but she could not quite rid herself of some impossibly high standards that the man who would take her virginity had to meet.