Takeshi's Tunnel

 This story is a sequel to  Finding a job, in this economy? "Hey, take it deeper, intern..." Your boss's soft voice coos in your ear as he pushes your head down onto his cock, fingers rustling through your hair. The warm member filling your mouth gives little jumps as it spurts salty pre onto your tongue, then down your throat as you're forced further between Kyou's stocking covered thighs.  "Mmmnah nnern!" your muffled protest around the dick currently stuck between your lips gets cut off by the head of your boss's cock gagging you as it pushes into your throat, releasing a flood of white liquid. There's nothing you can do but swallow the thick seed pouring from Kyou's length, gripping his legs and massaging the head with your throat until it finally tapers off. Pulling free, you wipe your lips and look up at Kyou in his office chair, a smug look plastered on his face. "Do I really need to do this every morning?" you ask, licking u

  This story is a continuation of  New Beginnings The car radio blares some inane top 40 pop song as you drive up and down the side streets of suburbia, your boyfriend sitting next to you and pulling your right hand to the center console. Slipping his fingers between yours, Kainen gives you a light squeeze and hums along with the radio, looking out the window at the houses passing by. "Oooh, these are some really upscale places! You sure we can afford this neighborhood?" marveling at the upscale mansions, Kai bites his lip and stares outside. "Well, the place we're looking at is just outside all these big places, it's more small town family than McMansion. Still pretty close to the nicer houses though." Checking the clock, you notice that there's still a good 45 minutes before your showing, and you're only 5 minutes away. The GPS shows a small park nearby, so you decide to take a little detour with your boy toy in tow.  "Hey, we have some time t

This story is a sequel to  School of Hard Knocks  "Well, you caught her. What do you want to do with her?"  Standing over a tied up barbarian girl, Shoto and Maya exchange glances as they try to decide the fate of their captive. The furious prisoner pulls at her bonds and growls through her gag, writhing on the ground in front of the pair. Her wild red hair flails with every shake of her head, furs barely covering her unmentionables.  "We still don't know where the treasure is, right? So we should get information from her." rubbing his head, Shoto watches the girl squirming at his feet, his sensei resting a hand on his shoulder. "Sure, that would be my next step. But how are you going to go about it?" looking down at her trainee, Maya curls a lock of his hair around her finger. "We can try force..." Shoto ponders, crossing his arms "or physical stimulation." "I suppose you could try, but it doesn't look like she'd let y

  Shoto's muscles strain, sweat dripping down his face as he leans forward, struggling to reach his toes with his fingertips. Stretching desperately, he exhales and surges forward, grabbing hold and gritting his teeth as his hamstrings burn. "Come on, boy. How are you going to sneak anywhere if you're as stiff as a board?" his assigned teacher, Maya, stands over his trembling form, long black hair swaying as she places a hand on her hip. Nudging his torso forward with the ball of her foot on his back, she smirks at his struggle. Shoto holds for a few seconds longer before letting go and collapsing, his muscles still on fire from the strain.  "Pathetic. Are you sure this is the path you want to go down? Maybe you'd be better off as a fisherman or a waiter." Stepping on his chest lightly with one foot, Maya rubs her sock into his skin, letting it rise and fall with his breath.  "I'm going to get better! I just have to work at it a bit." Shoto