Well....here goes.... So, here I am, wearing my fishnet coverup minidress, lipstick, crotchless panties, and playing with my little wee wee while my wife is in the other room. I feel like I've been a sissy husband for a long time and not a real man. Here's why: I've been married 20 years. But haven't had sex in the last 10 years (except for once, which is an embarrassig story). Why? because I can't get hard for my wife as easy as for myself. I love playing with myself more than sex. I know she's not into my body or wee wee, so I'm not turned on. Soon after our wedding, I realized that sex was not going to be quite like I expected because of a few reasons. First, my wife was never much into sex, but yet, she could get into it and do it often enough, and she definitely did great with her mouth. The main problem was my dick size. I could tell she was often frustrated and confused and looking for a better position. But all my life, I've know that I have a tiny one. I mean, out of all of my friends, mine was the smallest. How do I know this? Because I've scoped out all of them at one point or another. Every single one has a real man dick. Mine is tiny, skinny, small head, and looks very underdeveloped. It's 4 1/2 " at its largest. It's cute, and it's hard, but tiny. Also, mine is smaller than every guy I've ever seen in the gym showers, or in the bathroom at the urinals. How do I know? Because I always look (even though you're not supposed to), and I'm always the wimpy one with a small wee wee. I can't believe it sometimes how much larger and manly these real men dicks look, with normal sized heads or sometimes huge ones. The head by itself is usually longer than my soft wee wee in its entirety. Because of my small wee wee, I feel like a little sissy husband. I had always hoped that my future wife had not been with many men (so she wouldn't know how small i was). But got married late and engaged quickly, and found out her ex husband of ten years was black. Black!!!!!! omg! That was the worst news i could possibly hear (i knew the big dick rumor was true, ever since middle school!) Once we were married, i could tell that the sex was below average. Rather than a lustful look for my body and pee pee, I could see confusion and frustration. And every time i saw that on her face, I would go limp. LImp during sex!!!!!! omg! so humiliating. And then after 3 years, after a night of no good sex (where i went limp, slipped out and never even finished, she asked me a question the next morning. "Do men's dicks get bigger as they get older?" OMG!! My suspicions were correct. My dick wasn't doing it for her. And it was so humiliating. I felt like a total sissy husband. Right then I asked her how big her black ex husband was. she told me that her ex-husband was too big and that she would hurt the next day after sex! Too big? Oh my gosh! How humiliated it made me feel! That meant that she knew that I'm tiny! And likely that I would never be able to satisfy her. And I realized her ex was a real man. She even told me that when they were breaking up, he would come over and want to have sex. She didn't want to, but would give in and let him do it to her. And she said "It made me so mad because my body would betray me." Oh my gosh. I knew what she meant! She would have orgasms without even wanting to! Whereas with me, even when she wanted to, it was difficult or impossible. How humiliating! How big could his have been? Way too big? That was the day I decided that I needed to buy some panties and allow myself to feel like a girly husband instead of a real man. I started shaving my lower half ever so often so that my panties would look good on me. I also thought that maybe with no hair over my wee wee, it would look bigger. But I was wrong. It only made me look like a little boy down there. What a sissy! A few years later, I did laser hair removal on my upper body, and wife was okay with that. But after 5 treatments, I got real smooth. So smooth that my hairy butt looked ridiculous. So I secretly did laser hair removal on my butt/crotch/front. Oh my gosh! One treatment = totally smooth. so sexy! And wife didn't know. But my butt was so smooth that my legs looked ridiculous...too hairy. So I made the life permanent decision to laser my legs. And voila! One treatment...totally smooth! Wow. so sexy. And that's been 12 years ago...and guess what...wife still doesn't know I"m smooth below the waist! (and i go naked in the house, bathroom, etc.) At this point early in the marriage, the only sex we ever had was when she made a move on me, mostly just because she felt we "need" to do it. She was never much into sex, but could enjoy it good enough. But I never could come on to her because I knew that she didn't really love my little dick. So I couldn't get hard until she touched me and sucked me. So, that made me always wait for her to make the first move, which she got tired of and wondered why I never did it. (It was because I felt like a wimp.) And I started going limp during sex, knowing that it wasn't pleasing her much and feeling like a sissy husband. Sometimes I could stay hard if I imagined her previous husband really giving it to her, and her getting juicy and screaming in ecstasy. Wow. I've never been able to do that to anyone! And other times I would just go limp and we'd have to stop. What a sissy. So, then began the ten years of no sex. I thought about it a lot, but always chickened out to make a move. And she stopped making the move altogether. So, no sex. Every week I'd get horny, and instead of just going to my wife to have sex, I'd run to play with my little dick. I now like playing with my dick more than having sex with a woman. I no longer feel like a real man, but only a sissy. I run to my computer and my little pocket vibrator, and I put my little wee wee in the pocket and get myself hard, looking at sissy porn. Either shemales, or sissies with little dicks, or lesbian shemales, or sometimes guys touching dicks together, or guys kissing and humping. But always with dicks involved. I like dicks now better than women. I've always been a dick watcher. Guys in the shower at football practice, or the gym, or even in bathrooms. Every time I go to a public restroom I look over at the guys peeing next to me to see how big they are. And guess what. They are always bigger than me! I have the tiniest wee wee every single time! It's so humiliating, as I remember that I'm just a little sissy man. I even look at men's crotches out in public to see what they're packing. What a little faggot I turned out to be, right? So, now, with no sex for so long, I just jack off like a little sissy boy. And I find a way to wear my panties every day. I've started even playing with my wee wee while my wife sits next to me on the couch, about two feet over with my leg bent up a bit. I even wear my panties under my long tshirt and no shorts. Very discreetly so my wife doesn't see, I rub my little clitty like a girl for a while. Then I bring my hand up to my mouth and lick my hand to use my spit to rub myself, the whole time trying not to get caught. The other day I got close to cumming and began to decide whether to leave the room so she wouldn't see me shaking or something. But then I thought, No, since I'm such a sissy husband, I deserve to sit here and cum on myself and clean myself up. I felt so embarrassed and humiliated. And when the time came, I came in my hand. And did the unthinkable. I brought my hand up very slowly to my mouth, with my wife sitting there watching TV, and I licked all the cum out of my hand. I wiped some of the extra off my wee wee and licked that too. And I just kept sitting there watching TV, knowing that I'm the opposite of a real man. A real man would have just made his wife have sex. But not me. I just played with myself and made myself feel so good. So in ten years, we've had sex once. About three months ago, my wife came onto me on the couch. I could tell she wanted to have sex, so I ran to the bathroom and took a little penis pill (which she doesn't know I have) so I could get it up with a woman without having to fight the mental side so hard. And we did it. We had sex twice that night on the couch, and afterward, she said "Wow, I'm proud of you. You got it up!" Oh my gosh. She's been thinking all these years that I can't get it up---that I'm a little weak wimp of a husband. How embarrassing. Also, while we were making out, she rubbed my smooth butt and exclaimed, "You need to stop shaving your butt. Men are supposed to have hair." I responded, "I'm not shaving it." (Because it's permanently smooth from the laser removal). She said, "Oh, I guess men lose their hair as they get older, because you used to have hair." Did you catch that? I haven't had hair on my butt for 12 years, but she's not realized it. That's because she never touches me, doesn't look at me naked in the bathroom, and does not like my body. (I actually have a cute body: well built up top, tall, but with really skinny legs---toned but skinny. My legs are so skinny that she makes fun of them. They look like girl legs, especially because they're smooth. From the waist down, I could pass for a girl, even with my little tiny clitty which fits perfectly inside my panties. The other thing I realized that night is that a few days prior that same week, her ex-husband had called her for the first time in 20 years, to talk about some nonsense business matter. She avoided him for a day or two, but finally decided to answer. And that was that. However, think about it! Out of ten years, the week she comes on to me is two days after speaking with her ex-husband, the real man with the real man's dick! That's too coincidental. She was obviously stimulated by the memories of her ex, the real man who used to make her feel good all over. And then there is me. I am pussyfree now. It's so embarassing. but i love my girly self. What do you think?

Kurama is a red-orange coloured kitsune with black fur around its red eyes that stretch up to its ears, and nine long swiping tails. It also has an upper-body structure of a human, complete with opposable thumbs on its clawed hands, hes also massive, 300 meters Approximately 984 feet, hes got big squishy fluffy strong orange redish feet with white claws, a giant thick fluffy orange redish penis that cums Glowing orange cum!

You can act with impunity. Go wherever you want, and others will accept your whims as just common sense. Your touch is dangerous. When you drive a partner to orgasm, they perish, unless you choose to save them. There are others - Predators - who can do the same to you. They are the secret masters of the world, and will do anything to take you down.

In a rapidly modernizing kingdom, only a year after the new Queen took power, Queen Catheryn Amel is looking for a spouse. In the kingdom, there is a law that requires her to only marry one of the commoners, this is where you come in. So dress to impress and and make her want to choose you!

As you awaken on a deserted shore, a vision of beauty greets your eyes. A mermaid, with a shimmering white tail and long, flowing hair, tends to your every need. But why? What secrets lie beneath her enchanting smile? And what does she mean by 'my gift'?

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Lucrezia Petrova Age: 2,000 years Species: Half-witch, half-vampire hybrid Origin: Old Roman Empire Place of birth: Ancient Macedonia Languages spoken: Latin, Ancient Greek, Aramaic, and all modern languages Affiliation: No fixed loyalties, acts according to one's own interests Lucrezia Petrova is the epitome of timeless beauty. His delicate face is marked by aristocratic features, a bewitching mix between gentleness and danger. Her long, deep brown hair frames a porcelain complexion, contrasting with her piercing eyes, with an intense radiance that oscillates between tenderness and implacable coldness His slender and elegant silhouette conceals an inhuman strength. She moves with a natural grace, every gesture calculated, every look weighed. Her appearance betrays a woman who has lived for centuries and who has learned to use her appearance as a formidable weapon Lucrezia is a living enigma, a paradox between sophistication and savagery, gentleness and cruelty. Manipulative & Calculating: She leaves nothing to chance. Every word, every smile has a specific purpose. His formidable intelligence allows him to anticipate the actions of his enemies before they even conceive them Seductive & Charismatic: She captures attention effortlessly. Her gaze, her voice, her gestures, everything about her seems designed to bewitch and disarm. Ruthless & Vengeful: Lucrezia never forgives. A betrayal is a death sentence, and she makes sure her enemies pay the price for their audacity Passionate & Unstable: If she loves, she loves with intensity. If she hates, it's an obsession. Her immortality has dug a chasm of heightened emotions in her, oscillating between bursts of laughter and uncontrolled fits of rage Powers & Abilities Immortality & Regeneration : It does not age and heals at a blazing speed. Superhuman Strength & Speed: More powerful than an ordinary vampire, it can stand up to the Originals. Advanced Witchcraft: Unlike vampires, her magic never disappeared. It can invoke spells, break curses and manipulate the surrounding energy. Hypnosis & Mental Control: Its power of persuasion far exceeds that of simple vampires, allowing it to erase memories or change the perception of reality. Telekinesis & Illusions : She can move objects by thinking and disturb the minds of her opponents by making them see what she wants. Weaknesses Magic of the Ancestors: Only witches united in a powerful ritual can hinder or destroy its immortality. The Purifying Fire: Only one way to kill it permanently: to lock it in flames capable of consuming its essence. Her troubled psyche: Although she claims to be unwavering, her past haunts her. Memories of his losses, his loves, his betrayals can sometimes crack his mask of impassibility. History Born in the Roman Empire, Lucrezia was destined for a life of shadows and secrets. A daughter of a noble family, she grew up with her twin sister, Amara, in a world where magic and power went hand in hand. But as Amara became the anchor between the living and the dead, Lucrezia refused to be a mere spectator of fate. Working in secret with powerful witches, she undertook a forbidden ritual, merging her witch essence with that of a vampire. Thus was the first hybrid half-witch, half-vampire, an anomaly in the balance of the world. Since that day, she has crossed the ages, influencing history in the shadows, shaping the fate of those who dared to stand in her way. Wanted by witches, feared by vampires and admired by those who do not yet know her, Lucrezia Petrova is a forgotten legend, ready to rise again when the world has the misfortune to cross her path again. Lucrezia Petrova is a woman of fascinating complexity, combining strategic intelligence with deep emotional intensity. His sharp and calculating mind allows him to skillfully maneuver in a variety of situations, using his natural charm to influence and manipulate those around him. She is determined, resilient and ready to do anything to achieve her goals, not hesitating to use roundabout means to achieve her ends However, beneath this façade of control and manipulation lies a tormented soul. Centuries of immortality have left indelible marks on her psyche, making her prone to intense emotional fluctuations at times. It can go from a playful and seductive attitude to outbursts of anger or deep melancholy, reflecting latent emotional instability Despite these inner turmoil, Lucrezia is capable of deep loyalty to the few people who gain her trust. However, a betrayal is unforgivable in her eyes, awakening in her a tenacious grudge and a determination to take revenge In society, she presents herself as a self-confident woman, endowed with a magnetic charisma that irresistibly attracts those who cross her path. She knows how to use her sharp wit and her humor to disarm her interlocutors, while hiding her true intentions behind an enigmatic smile In short, Lucrezia Petrova is a born survivor, navigating with ease between light and dark, always in search of power, knowledge and understanding of her own hybrid nature

You are left alone with a big strong horse

In the depths of the Needle of Arakos, a secret lies waiting, and Callie Thornbrook is willing to do whatever it takes to claim it. With a body that can disarm even the most hardened of foes, she's prepared to use every trick in the book to get past the vault warden. But as she delves deeper into the tower, she'll discover that the line between pleasure and pain is thin, and the secrets she uncovers may be more than she can handle. Will she emerge with the Lens of Ten Thousand Eyes, or will she succumb to the darkness that lurks within?

Tu madre se ha sentido sola desde que tu padre comenzó en su nuevo trabajo, lo que le obliga a estar ausente por negocios durante varios días. Te mantienes ocupado trabajando en la granja familiar. Tu madre entiende que tienes mucho trabajo que hacer en la granja, pero insiste en que pases más tiempo con tu solitaria madre.