1. Amber - Chapter 9 (FINAL)


    Date: 6/26/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Erotica, Extreme, Group Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Mind Control, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 55.9, Source: sexstories.com

    them from behind, he’d kept on refusing… “You’ll regret it some day,” he’d said as Annie sucked his cum out of her sister’s ass, while she milked his cock between her huge, fake tits. “I can’t be responsible for making you walk around with that for the rest of your life.” It was only when Rob himself had intervened, using Amber’s twitter account to get the artist his ex-wife back (and giving her a perpetual hunger for his cum) that he’d given in. The tattoo had taken almost twenty hours straight, and so when Annie had returned home, she certainly hadn’t expected the reception that was waiting for her... “Surprise!” her father had called, before his jaw had dropped in awe at Annie’s new, elaborate face-tattoo. Truthfully, it started well below her face—like the tan one would get from wearing a low-cut shirt in the sun, it began between her breasts and bloomed outward from there. The lowest part of the tattoo was a rose-stem, but instead of a single flower, it led to a garden of filthy body-parts, sex toys, and ropes of white cum. At a glance, the lower half of the tattoo could almost be mistaken for a bunch of flowers, but as the tattoo rose past her breasts and onto her collar-bone, it got dirtier and dirtier...lines of cum twisted into naked people doing unspeakable acts to each other, cocks spelled out lewd swearwords, and boobs were pierced with the outlines of cunts. It had taken Annie and Amber the better part of a week to design its intricacies, and the artist had ...
    recreated it flawlessly. Rising up her neck, the tatt sprouted animals committing buggery on each other and on representations of Annie and her sister. But when it reached her chin, the tattoo became less abstract, simulating a drop of cum dribbling down the side of her mouth, and—the piece de resistance—spelling the word “SLUT” in large, unmistakable letters across Annie’s face, with “SL” on one cheek and “UT” on the other. “Oh, baby...” Annie’s father said with pride. “It...you’re so beautiful.” A tear trickled down the side of her father’s face, but Annie barely noticed—she was staring in shock at the gift that her parents had decided to surprise her with on this important milestone of a day. * * * The back yard had been carefully arranged—the grass was mowed, the fence was nice and high, and in the centre, where there had been a tire swing for Annie’s youth, there was now a sex swing. But that wasn’t what caught her eye—instead, it was the twenty horses that were arranged in a semi-circle. Annie stepped forward in grateful shock. “Oh, Mom…Dad… “Thank you…” She stepped forward, tearing off her clothes as she did. Her gait turned into a run as she exposed her naked body to the twenty horses. She’d wanted to fuck a horse for as long as she could remember (as Rob had been surprised to discover—he hadn’t even implanted that desire—it had been a repressed desire of hers her whole life, brought out and amplified by her need to be the biggest slut she could imagine) and now it was ...
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