1. Lucifer's Bow 2


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: adagio_sabadicus, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    At the head of the bay, like a piece of wood adrift, sits Lucifer's Bow. Ripe for sins when the pelicans descend for their dinner, and the sounding bars hum. "Groeten aan de duivel," ( Greetings from the Devil) ringing in my ear. Kat finally came home and I was in the same place she had left me. My mind was racing at what she had done to me - things that I imagined or secretly thought as I read the erotic horror books that I found on her bookshelves. Kat had the most amazing kinds of chilling books. There were so many different ones that I liked to look at. I did get very aroused as I secretly espoused the feminine gender. I would often get my penis in all kinds of self-designed entanglements of webs and yarns from Kat's sewing basket. I'd sometimes entwine yarn around my small balls, like encasing them in a sarcophagus. It was risky, but gave me pleasurable tingles, especially if I went all day with them beneath my trousers, feeling the moisture in my shorts. I was really just trying to figure out what gave my body pleasure. I did discover that when I found things to play with, I often got very hard and would cum. I was just very curious, and now, having had pleasure with Kat, I was just looking for more ways to get off. As soon as she left, I put on a short majorette costume that she placed in my bedroom, along with a small baton (sounding wand) of surgical steel. Lubricating the head of my meatus eye, I slid it down, way down my urethra. With the stereo blasting, I ...
    marched across the living room, high-stepping in my stilettos, as the band played on. "Gray! I see Lucifer is playin' the fiddle in your audacity of a cock with surgical steel." Bringing me out of my reverie, like a theme song from the Church of Wrath with Johnnie B. Goode blasting, my sounding bars kept vibrating in my penis and testicles. “Oh my yes, Kat! I was just loving these vibrations in my ass. What is it that is in my ass?” “It’s just a vibrating anal plug. I have a real surprise for you now. Are you ready to have some naughty fun?” “Of course I am. What kind of fun?” “I’ll be just a minute. Hold on.” Kat then left the room, thinking that she was tired of the 'nice-nice' crap. 'I love the little creep, but at times I must show him that I rule the roost here. He wants sex?…then sex he will have - the cult way.' She stripped, and put on the wimple of The Lucifer's Nun, then picked out what she wanted from a large chest of assorted goodies. She decided on the ten-inch, anatomically correct (for John Holmes) flesh-feeling cock and strap-on harness, with just enough heft and swagger to it to swing between her legs. It had testicles that one could fill with whatever the kitchen pantry had to offer in liquids. The last time she used this particular 'bad boy' was when she had fucked Helen… or maybe it was Franklin. "Groeten aan de duivel," she repeated three times in Dutch. Arriving back in the kitchen with her breasts jostling, and wearing the strap-on with a cock of massive ...
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