I just threw up in public, the mask did nothing, all it did was make it more difficult to throw up. I must have looked pretty stupid.
— Shädman💀 (@Shadbase) June 20, 2020
I forgot to upload this one, it only took a few hours to draw and I made it last weekend.
Been taking on a bit of work that interests me outside of shadbase so my drawing efforts are divided and ill do simpler styles here again so I can still post something every now and then.
Shadman is dead 😭😭😭
took him long enough
“yall couldn’t behave so we took him away” – god
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I read this in the NEWS…
Yes, Men Can Have Periods and We Need to Talk About Them…
Menstruation isn’t just a ‘women’s issue.’ It’s time we opened up the conversation…
Shit, now I know why I’m pissing so much fucking blood.
So that’s why I keep shitting bloody chunks
Y’all I’m a 15 year old dude looking for a 15 y.o bf or gf if you want to message me just message me on insta @george_the_cursed_duck
Tacos
Pedo
For those who are wondering
Shadman posted on his Twitter that he has been busy and that his attention has been divided somewhere else
And that it will keep being divided until he can resume full time
divided attention means it goes to two or more places
assuming he meant divided between another project and shadbase, it’s not divided at all
this site is getting no attention
not even a quick pair of tits or something
Where is Shadman? Is HE ALIVE?
Did you get the corona or are you already ded please he must have some one that checks on him ant least one a year or something.
its been nearly a month make more porn nigga
can u count
38 days is not nearly a month
You retarded?? Last month was only 31 days.
yeah and we are 7 days into another month plus 31 days of July and you get 38.
7+31=38
Maybe you had the retarded moment.
He made a message on Wednesday on his twitter
New Shad Content is like JoJo Part 6; Never
Would Love to See a Shadman Verison of Predator
Cute asian tomgirl seeking Dominate Master to RP w/
I’m located in California if your local hmu
Non o non six sev sev non for six sev
Bomb my phone with big cock
kik? snapchat?
I like Latinos better.
are you john l vildaure?
I’m half Mexican and half asian if that helps numbers for hung Dom’s that know what they want not small talkers 😖
Ad me
Well shit shadman finally kicked the bucket and his last post wasn´t even porn, what a faggot
imagine criticising someone who is literally giving you free artwork because you’re salty you can’t beat your meat, stop being so fucking toxic
No, you worthless simp. He has ads, so its not for free :) Do us a favor and never send another message.
Someday we will start reading the walltext stories pasted here by the bot spammers.
ugh fuck i thought he was dead. goddamnit. i was so excited
aight, he is dead now, moving to somewhere else.
So did this faggot finally die from the dick AIDS?
Why he dont upload other draw ?
My asshole burns
Same! Did you have explosive diarrhea too?
Hey I’m struggling to ask out a girl who I’m not sure is into me fully any advise
If she screams fuck her anyways
But that’s illegal
Learn how to spell.
you may as well ask. if it doesnt end well you at least learn something valuable, and if it does go well, hey, thats not bad. but dont learn to have a fear of rejections, thats the wrong thing to learn.
Try start a conversation doing a casual question. Like: Hey, Do you know shadbase?.
It works.
where are u fagbase?
C’MON SHAD POST SOMETHING. I SEEN YOUR TWEET A COUPLE DAYS AGO. IDC WHAT IT IS, I WILL EVEN SUFFICE FOR A STICK FIGURE WITH TITS.
lmao
Need more ( . Y . ) with VI & her fucking mother
Fuck yes
I miss your old loli drawings
Fuck my cunty ass cunt.
Fuk u shad
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3267th, keep going!
Excerpts from the erotic novella SHEMALE PLANET…
===
I woke up on a huge floor cushion in some sort of a living room. Della sat next to me, nude and cross-legged. She looked at me with fond interest. I wore the same lingerie I’d left the ship in.
“Where… where am I? How long..?” I groggily wondered.
“Lis Ma Drea. My planet. We landed two hours ago. You’ve been through a medical screening and been immunized. You’ve also gone through a special neural… procedure.”
“What procedure?” I whispered in dread.
“Nothing harmful. Something to help acclimate you to this world. Your new world.”
“Where’s Mr. Linkwood?”
“Your shipmate is getting the same medical treatment you did.”
“What’s going to happen to him?”
“He’s unambiguously a man, so he’s going to a work camp like the other males.”
“Slaves?” I fairly gasped.
“Nothing like your Earth history. Our men are kept very happy. They’re treated and fed well. They’re allowed recreational drugs; they sleep on comfortable beds and enjoy frequent sex when they’re not working.”
“Sex? Really?”
“There’s much sex in the camps, all of it consensual—except for those being punished. When a woman commits a crime she may be sentenced to serve as a prostitute in the camps. On the other hand some women enjoy multiple male partners, and they actually volunteer to serve in the camps. But mostly it is sissies and femmers—what you’d call shemales—who are given to the men as a reward.”
“Oh my.”
“I know it’s very different from your world. The men here have none of the power, but nobody is ashamed of sex or nudity. We have none of your Earth neuroses.”
“Is that why you’re naked in front of me?”
“Mostly it’s to underscore the point that even though I am nude, I have all the power. You shall learn your place as a slave. Those who refuse to submit, die.”
“Do all men go to the camps?”
“Yes. Those with special skills, such as medical or technical are allowed to work in that capacity. Your Mr. Linkwood may be so employed.”
“That is good.”
“But your penis doesn’t make you a man, just a male. Sufficiently feminine males may choose to live as a sissy or a femmer. They live as girls full time. Many serve in the camps but some serve as personal slaves to women who prefer sissy or femmer servants. In addition to their domestic duties, sissies and femmers are often used as sexual toys. Those whose sperm is genetically desirable are milked every few lunar cycles to replenish our population. Most go to the camps.”
I shuddered, thinking of the awful possibilities. With my androgynous features and slight stature I’d probably end up as some big guy’s bitch. And what if I were forced to wear women’s clothing all the time? Living as a girl seemed awful in its own way.
“C-can’t we work something out?”
Her gentle eyes flashed with irritation. She slapped me across the face. “You’re a slave and now it is time to learn it. You are to address any woman and any femmer as ‘Ma’am.’ If you are ever so fortunate to have an owner you shall address her as ‘Mistress.’ Do you understand, slave?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am,” I moaned, rubbing my cheek.
She clapped her hands sharply and double doors opened into the chamber. A pair of Amazon beauties, a redhead and a blonde, six-four and muscled, strode in wearing that hard plastic armor and boots. They stood at attention across from the bed and bowed their heads slightly toward Della. The looked as if they could identical twins. They seemed somehow familiar.
“You shall be taken to the Ka-La mining camp,” Della told me. “You’ll be placed with the general population in a capacity yet to be determined.”
She looked to the Amazons and nodded at me. I screamed like a little bitch as they grabbed me by my shoulder length hair and pulled me to my feet. They dragged me out of the chamber still wearing the lingerie that I’d worn from the ship. I was a crossdressed sissy slave on a planet ruled by powerful women, and I had no idea what was in store for me.
***
I followed her the rest of the way down the hall and through the security portal. We entered an antechamber of one hundred square feet. There was a table in the center of the room with straps on one end for securing a jackknifed prisoner, and at the other end was a console with retinal and brand scanners. There were also several lockers built into the wall. On the far wall was a second security portal, an inner door that I supposed led to the camp, guarded by two armed femmers.
The two sentinels smiled at Mellia. “Would you like us to check him in?”
“As her garments suggest I think this one is definitely going to be a ‘she,’ femmer sisters. I will do the check-in.” She turned to me. “Look into the retinal scanner and place your ID brand on the other.” She typed a short sequence into the console.
I did as she ordered and then stepped away when she said so.
She spoke into the console. “Alien slave. Origin star system STT-1093. Native planet name of ‘Earth.’ Alien name of Gary P. Luckler. Current slave name… ‘Mary.’ Sissy status as of now. Assigned to slave Ragan, MMSS-168. Sex status is…” She looked at me with fondness. “Pink.”
As I wondered what she meant by ‘Pink’ a sharp warning tone issued and then the inner security door opened. A beefcake of a man stepped through, escorted by two more femmers. I couldn’t help my gasp in awe and wonder. To my dismay my cock started to tingle in my panties, especially when he looked at me and grinned.
“Meet Ragar,” Mellia said.
He was six-foot eight, a foot taller than me, two hundred fifty pounds of wall-to-wall muscle. He had jet-black hair, hazel eyes and a wide smile of perfect teeth. His dick was almost as big as Mellia’s. I knew this because he was completely naked except for leather-like sandals. He was as handsome as any movie star.
“Ragar, this is Mary. She’s from the alien planet Earth about five light years away, and she came up us dressed like this—a prank by her now-deceased shipmates. Do you get the feeling they knew more about her than she knew about herself?”
“Ragar is sure of it,” he said with a deep, manly chuckle.
“She is being assigned to you.”
“Oh,” he growled lustily. “What has Ragar done to earn such a prize? I’ll be rich!”
“She’s not a Red, man-slave. She’s Pink.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Mellia addressed me. “Come, Mary.”
She removed what looked like a chrome steel chastity belt from the locker and began strapping it on me. It left my cock free but it covered my asshole with an inch-wide strip of chrome-like metal. While she locked it on me, Mellia explained. “Sissy slaves in camp are accorded one of three statuses. White is a girl that cannot be touched sexually and may only be disciplined by a woman or a femmer. Pink is a girl who is limited sexually, usually only to the holder of her belt key. And Red…” She looked lustfully into my eyes. “She’s a sissy free to be fucked by any male slave or anyone else in the camp.” She handed the key to Ragar. “She’s all yours.”
His eyes gleamed. For a moment I couldn’t breath and there was an emptiness of fear in the pit of my stomach.
“Only yours. No pimping her out or settling debts with her. Understood?” the black beauty said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he said, grinning at me. “She’s a Pink.”
That made me feel only a little better. She signaled to the sentinels to take us back into the actual camp. With Ragar taking up the rear I followed the femmers though the inner security portal, feeling as stunned as I had ever been.
“Your ass is very feminine,” Ragar growled sexily. “I shall enjoy fucking it.”
I expected one of the femmers to turn around and hit him for breaking the third person rule saying “I” and ‘your.” After a moment I looked back in puzzlement. He was leering at me like a horny jock looking at a nudie website.
“Is Ragar not breaking the first person rule?”
“It is not so formal inside the camp unless a woman comes back or femmers are here on royal business. You may speak freely.”
“Oh,” I said, turning my eyes back to front, unnerved by his hungry look. “I’m not gay, Ragar,” I said after a moment. “I don’t like sex with men.”
“Have you ever had sex with a man?” he said. His voice said he was grinning.
“Uh… well. No. But—”
“Hah! So you just think you won’t like it.”
“No, I know I won’t.”
“You delude yourself, little Pink. I can tell from the smell of you the femmers have had their way. I can smell three or four different strains of semen. Including yours. Tell me you didn’t love their dicks. And don’t lie because I will discipline you.”
I blushed deeply and said nothing. After a moment he laughed fondly.
“I have heard of you Earth types. Your peoples are filled with guilt and shame over sex and pleasure, and it spills out in misery and war.”
“I suppose so.”
“Suppose? Ha! You know it’s true.”
We came to a halt at yet another portal. I looked back down the hundred meter long passage, wondering what those steel and concrete looking walls were actually made out of. I looked back to see Ragar grinning at me, and I was dismayed at how sexy I found him, all rippling muscles and chiseled features. He wasn’t fooled.
“Oh yes,” he said. “I can tell.”
His big hand reached around and cupped my dick through my panties. I immediately got so hard. “Your voice says no but your cock says yes,” he said.
“I… uh, maybe. But I really want women. A lot more.”
The two shemale sentinels escorting us tittered.
“Maybe you’ve just never had the right man,” he growled sexily, pinning me to the wall. “A real man. Not one of those soft males from your planet.”
I wanted to ask him how he know about Earth but his face hovered mere inches over mine, a strong masculine smell exuded from every pore. He cupped my left cheek in his big, strong right hand, and I almost melted at how gently he held my face, like a lover’s. I felt owned right then. I bit my lower lip trying to conceal my desire. He grinned, knowing what I felt.
“Do you want to ask anything?” he said, his lips close to mine.
I couldn’t help it. “Kiss me, Ragar. Oh please kiss me hard!”
Instead of a violent kiss his lips tenderly my mine, and I felt them part slightly. I felt his hot breath on my lips and I opened my mouth to him. I couldn’t believe that my tongue began to shyly explore his lips, but I was so horny. Even if I hadn’t been dressed in panties, bra and garterbelt I still would have felt like his bitch.
Ragar picked me up in his strong arms as easily if I had been a housecat and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue like a cock, mewling with a desire I never thought I could have for a man. Still kissing me he nodded at one of the shemales, who punched a button. The portal swung open. Still kissing me deeply he stepped through the door, carrying me over the threshold like a sissy bride.
“Have fun with her,” said the other sentinel.
As the portal closed I saw the pair of them headed back toward the front.
“Lucky man,” said one of the femmer sentinels on duty inside the portal. “Legend has it that Earth males make the sluttiest sissies. Too bad she’s a Pink. I’d fuck her right now otherwise.”
***
Later on, our shemale heroine escapes the prison camp
***
The moment she left I was on my feet. There was an emergency exit in the corridor not far from the clinic entrance. I hit it at full speed, triggering an alarm. Moments later I stepped onto the outside surface of Lis Ma Drea for the first time. It was dark with thick overcast and heavy rain. It was also as warm as South America. Thanks to my learning implant I knew my escape attempt wouldn’t end with the atmosphere killing me
I saw the main city way off to my left, the prison block one hundred meters to my right, and a great forest wilderness only three hundred meters in front of me. I knew it would be a huge, thick jungle but there were no dangerous animals and plenty of edible plants. The weather and the forest would make it very difficult and hopefully impossible to track me down. I hoped.
It was a crazy impulse but I didn’t want to be with anybody if I couldn’t be with Ragar. If I was careful I could survive in the forest for a long time. I tried not to think what might happen if I were captured, so I just dug my synthetic leather sandal into the thick grass and plowed ahead, praying the shouts I heard in the distance behind me would lose me in the downpour.
My heart pounding I made it past the tree line up to where the area had been cleared for the work camp. The trees and bushes and vines reminded me of the Brazilian rainforest I’d visited many times in college, one of the few places that hadn’t been devastated by Earth’s climate change. It was so beautiful with endless shades of green with flowers of every imaginable color. I dove into the thick of it, running and weaving through the foliage.
I came to a halt at a small clearing a few hundred meters in. I paused to listen. I heard the shouted commands of women and femmers way in the distance. I kept my position, straining to hear over the rain, which had tapered into a light shower. After five minutes the voices got no closer.
Treading lightly so I could hear if anyone was gaining on me I continued in the same direction, deeper and deeper into the forest. I knew that there was plenty of water in small lakes and streams, and that none of the edible vegetation was poisonous. As I kept my pace I began to realize I had no plan. What if my reckless impulse eventually forced me to return and face whatever punishment might await me?
“Maybe not,” I whispered to myself. “Maybe there are other runaways out here.”
What if they’re brutal savages?
Such speculation was pointless. I kept treading toward where the sun glowed under rain clouds.
Maybe an hour later I came upon a small clearing with a clear pond about the size of a college swimming pool. I saw the area was deserted, so I walked to its edge. It was so crystal clear and cool. I caught my reflection and was amazed. My skimpy lingerie was plastered to my body, showing off my ample breasts and round ass. I was a beautiful woman with a dick.
“Well… if you meet somebody else for sure they’ll be attracted.”
Or you’ll become a worse slave than the women of Lis Ma could ever make you.
I put the fears out of my mind and knelt at the edge of the pond. I took an experimental sip of water and was pleased at how clean and crisp it tasted. I saw a bush nearby with a fruit I recognized as Linga berries. They were safe and nutritious. I sated my hunger and continued my journey.
I kept going until it was dark. Though I hadn’t seen any animals so far, I found a tree with a wide, low branch I could sleep on. I climbed up and leaned on the trunk. It was only five feet off the thick grass, so if I fell off I wouldn’t hurt myself. I fell asleep immediately.
I woke the next morning to sunlight filtering through the canopy of trees. It was warm and humid and it felt wonderful. I was sore and achy, but a little exercise would fix that. Walking through this gorgeous jungle was the best workout I ever had.
I was about to jump down when a sudden thought struck. The tree looked very tall. If I could climb to the top I could see where I was and get my exercise at the same time. The branches were thick and close together, so the climb would be safe. I kicked off my sandals and climbed.
Ten minutes later I saw the ground two hundred feet below. I was past the tops of the surrounding trees, and I could see one hundred miles in every direction. The mining camp was very small next to the throne city just beyond, at least fifty kilometers in the distance.
I scanned the direction I was headed. My eyes were quickly drawn to a split, dying tree a hundred meters away. There was a pathway of snapped branches beyond. I saw a glint of something metallic. Could there have been a spacecraft that landed here?
Rescue!
I climbed down as quickly as I could. As I put my sandals on I realized that the climb had shredded part of my minidress. My breasts and flat belly showed, but at least my cock was hidden. If there was somebody there I didn’t want all of my secrets revealed right away. I trotted in the direction of the crash site, telling myself it was worth the risk to try to find another survivor.
Fifteen minutes later I found the crash. It was a space vehicle all right, and it was only blind luck I saw the damage path because someone had gone to great lengths to heap vegetation on—
It’s the escape pod from the Magellan!
Dan Phillips had been in this vessel when it was shot away from our ship. I had assumed he’d died in space. I wanted to call out to him but I was afraid I might attract attention. Besides, how would I explain my appearance to him? While he hadn’t actually made fun of me, not even when my clothing was replaced with lingerie, the curious look in his eyes had unnerved me. Part of me wanted to head in another direction, away from this place.
“But then you’ll be all alone again,” I said to myself.
I decided to look around the area for signs of what might have happened to him. I walked a circle, ensuring my sandals didn’t cause noise. I looked again at my outfit and wished I had something to cover up with. It was so strange to have breasts and the conflicting feelings they gave me. On one hand it was distressing; however it was exciting as well, probably because the rest of my looks had changed too. I had the body of a beautiful woman, and I couldn’t deny I’d loved the womanly sex I had with Ragar.
But you’re a man! Not a sissy or a shemale! What’s the matter with—
My daydreaming was cut short by a powerful masculine arm seizing my waist and a sharp knife going to my throat. I screamed and a woman’s shriek came out. Right after that happened, I felt the arm relax halfway and the knife barely come off my skin, but I was still being held securely.
“Shut up!” I heard Lieutenant Phillips hiss. “Who are you? Why are you here?”
I immediately realized that identifying myself as Science officer Gary Luckler would be a bad idea at that moment. He wouldn’t have believed it. I could still barely believe it!
I whimpered, too afraid to speak.
With the knife still at my throat his other hand started frisking me. A giddy thrill passed through me as his hands swept my breasts. My nipples got hard right away. Then his hand moved down and swept over my panties, brushing my flaccid cock. He pulled away and pushed me to the soft grassy ground, his eyes wide with shock.
“What the fuck!” he cried out.
“I-I’m sorry!” I whined, faintly amazed at my woman’s voice. A moment later it registered it hadn’t come out in English.
“What the fuck are you?!”
The brain reprogramming made me automatically translate my thinking into the native Lis Ma language. “I… am… a… prisoner,” I forced myself to say in English. “Escaped. I am… a shemale. A… slave on… this world.”
“You speak English,” he said with wonder.
“With… great… difficulty. I mean no harm. No weapons. As you see.”
“You underestimate your own beauty,” he said, appraising me with admiration.
I felt myself blush so I sat up. I made no effort to cover myself. He sat next to me and I shrank back from him, still remembering that blade and his grip. Yet I could not deny how attractive he was. It surprised me, and I started to wonder if their brain reprogramming made me bisexual. I suddenly couldn’t help imagining Dan making love to me. I couldn’t get the fantasy out of my head.
You loved getting fucked by Ragar every night. Why is this a surprise?
“Hey, hey… I’m sorry,” Dan comforted me. “I feel like I’ve had eyes on me the whole time I’ve been here. When I saw you, I thought…”
I nodded to show I understood. I looked into his eyes and I blushed deeply. In the jungle’s heat and humidity he’d stripped down to gray underwear, so I could see he was over eight inches and growing.
Fuck, I’m horny!
“It’s okay,” I said, eyeing his strong biceps. I looked longingly at him.
“Is there anything I can do to make up for manhandling you like that?”
I bit my lip with helpless desire. “Make love… please.” I reached out to him.
His eyes darted down to my panties where my cock was stiffening and then up to my face and breasts. The look in his eyes said he wanted to. “You don’t have any… weird alien diseases do you?” he finally said.
I giggled. Then realized he might take it wrong. “Not making fun… Medics here… very skilled.”
Using the femininity I’d been taught I crossed my arms under my C-cup breasts, took the hem of my ripped open babydoll and pulled it over my head. I took his hands and placed them on my bosom, and I gave him a sultry look. “Please… fuck me!”
His lips found mine, hesitantly. I was eager to open my mouth to him and plunge in my tongue, but I sensed he’d never had anyone like me before. I had to let him take full control. I felt his lips part so I did the same, enjoyed his sweet hot breath coming into my mouth. Encouragingly his kiss became firmer and he explored with his tongue, met timidly by mine. He began French kissing me while I pushed my boobs against his muscular chest.
Before long his soft moans turned into guttural sounds of pleasure. I broke off our deep kiss and got on my knees in a submissive position I was taught, with my body angled just so and a saucy tilt to my head. Dan got to his feet, all six-four of him. He was built like one of those hard defensive football players—agile and very strong. He could easily sweep little me off of my feet!
Dan peeled off his underwear revealing an erection now nine inches long. “Strip.” He commanded.
I looked at him, worried. “But… my… thing.”
“I don’t care about that. You’re woman enough for… Never mind. I want to do this myself.”
He pushed me on my back, grabbed my ankles with one big, strong hand and pointed my feet in the air, stripping my panties off with the other hand. My dick did push-ups on my tummy it was so excited. I wanted him so bad! He looked down at me with a lusty grin.
“Have to say… hard dick or not, you’re more beautiful than most of the women on my planet. And oh yeah I want to make love to you. Now get on your knees and suck Daddy’s dick!”
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you should stop writing and never write again dumb ass nigga.
Why should I? I’m making money hand over fist with these books. SHEMALE PLANET has picked up sales since this post. Come to think of it, I’ll post some more of the book. Thanks for the encouragement!
—–
I was in an examination room like a doctor’s office. I lay on my back on a gynecological exam table with my feet in stirrups. I was mostly naked except for gartered stockings. My ankles were bound in place. Two buff, gorgeous women stood nearby guarding me. They looked like deadly porn stars. They were identical twins save for their hair color. One was a redhead and the other a blonde.
A young black woman entered, pulling on forearm length exam gloves. She was dressed in a white outfit cut low to reveal large, round breasts. She stepped up between my legs and called for “LJ.” A moment later the redhead squirted a clear, thick, slippery gel onto the black woman’s slick glove. It looked just like sex lubricant. She coated her gloved right hand with lube.
“I will now search for weapons,” she announced.
My gut filled with dread. “Please no, Ma’am.” Even though her hands were small I feared what she intended. I squirmed in panic.
“Will it be necessary for the sentinels pin you down?” She turned to the guards. “Talema. Stand by in case our new slave tries to evade my cavity search.”
The redhead stood over me, smiling. “It shall be my pleasure to control you for the medic.”
I lay back, swooning with helplessness. I spasmed briefly as the medic’s small, slippery finger touched my asshole and made gentle circles. I could tell she was trying to relax me, that she had no desire to actually hurt me. She smiled down at me when I quit tensing up.
“Please, Ma’am,” I begged. “What is your name?”
“I am Mellia,” she said with a sweet smile, increasing the seductive finger pressure on my butthole. “This isn’t so bad is it?”
A hot, tingly flush overcame me as I admitted it wasn’t so bad. I was dying to tell her how good it felt. My cock started to tingle. I gasped in pleasure as her finger easily pushed past my twitching anus, a hot and violated feeling of it sliding through my anal flesh. My dick got instantly hard, as achingly hard as it had ever been. I whimpered with lust.
“No wonder he was dressed in panties and bra, Sashee,” said Talema to her blonde twin, holding up the French cut bikini I’d worn. “I wonder how many times this shapely bottom has been fucked?”
“How many times have you been fucked, Gary?” Sashee asked.
I opened my mouth to swear I never had before, but I cried out with lust when Mellia slid a second finger up my asshole.
“Oh, how easily she opens up,” the black medic remarked. “Notice how much pre-jack flows from her prostate.”
I was embarrassed by how casually they discussed me like a lab animal—and by how helplessly I responded—like I was some vapid little slut instead of a chief science officer. Waves of erotic joy circled my groin and built up deep in my asshole as if it was begging to get fucked—hard.
Where am I? Who are these women and why are they doing this to me? Why is my dick so hard?
“If you want my opinion,” Mellia continued, “I’d say she’s anally a virgin. Note her glazed eyes and how helpless she is, the happy tears accompanying her flushed skin and excited panting. It may be she’s never had anal sex before this. Yet she’s a natural.” As if to prove her point she effortlessly added a third finger to the digits shoving past my anal sphincter. “See how ready she accepts my fingers? I’ll bet she begs for my whole hand inside of a minute.”
* * *
Someone was shaking me. Groggily I noticed it was dark and cold. I shivered. I began to sense light on the edges of my vision. I heard myself mumble sleepily. The shaking repeated more gently.
That was such a weird dream. I wonder who—
“Wake up, Gary.” It was a soft but firm voice. It sounded familiar. “Time to come out of it, lad. Don’t be in a hurry to open your eyes. They’ve been shut for five years.” I knew that voice…
“Okay, okay,” I mumbled.
“Sorry,” Dr. Bryson said. “I’ve unhooked your IV. Take about ten minutes to get used to being awake like the training taught you. You remember, right?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned. I tasted a foul coating in my mouth and smelled five years of B.O., slight discomforts next to my aching muscles and aching head. I couldn’t wait to shave the patchy beard.
“Good. Then follow the procedure. Drink up the nutrient bottle I’ve left out for you, get a hot shower and then meet in the dining area with the whole team. We’ve arrived.”
Epsilon Pi IV! The fourth planet and perhaps the salvation of the human race!
I was the last to arrive in the dining room. I stomped in, furious. Somebody had stolen all of the clothing from my locker and replaced them with the sheer, tight outfits that the licensed sexworker girls in the USA and Latin territories wore. Even my underwear had been replaced with panties, bras, garter belts and stockings.
“Captain Abeliene,” I snapped, “I want to report a theft.”
Captain Abeliene glared at the crew. “Do you men know anything about this?”
Of course they denied everything.
“Sir, I need time to find my clothes!”
“Denied. The mission briefing and planet surface scan come first. Wait until our mid-shift break.”
“That means I’d be stuck in this… this… at least six hours,” I grumbled.
“Shouldn’t you be preparing for the briefing?” was the captain’s gruff reply.
Fifteen minutes later I found myself in the most bizarre position I’d even been in. Though Abeliene commanded the crew I was actually in charge of the scientific aspect of the mission. So there I stood in front of the crew, dressed as a girl and checking off mission tasks. Most surreal was the obvious way the two soldiers and Linkwood kept undressing me with their eyes. I could swear they actually wanted to fuck me! It was unnerving. I finally knew how sexually harassed women felt.
“So, in summary,” I said, “our first task is to go to the space probe’s last known location and try to determine what happened to it. Captain Abeliene will follow the course the computer has plotted and Mr. Linkwood will scan for navigation hazards. Breck and Phillips will man the defense system guns and destroy or deflect any navigation hazards. Then we will scan… yes, what is it, Sergeant Breck?”
For the first time he wasn’t ogling me. “What about potential hostiles?”
“Unlikely,” I said. “The probe didn’t detect military technology twelve years ago and our scanners haven’t since we entered the system.” I sighed at the idea of coming all this way to run into conflict. “Nonetheless, you two will wear pressure suits, and the defense system evacuation pods will be active just in case you get in trouble when we do our pre-programmed surface scan.”
The defensive guns were in the most exposed areas of the ship. The ship’s engineers planned for possible retaliatory fire, so the guns had escape pods that would enable them to not only get clear of the ship but also make an emergency landing on any planet within two hundred thousand miles.
“Any questions?” Captain Abeliene asked gruffly. “Then get to your assigned stations.”
I jetted toward the door ahead of everyone else. On a hunch I whipped my head around. Sure as hell both Phillips and Linkwood were staring at my pantied ass enclosed in the tight sheer skirt. They didn’t look away but kept boldly looking at me.
I plunged through the hatch before they saw me blushing—or the boner that began to stretch out my panties. That was when I realized I didn’t have to be sexually attracted to somebody to be turned on by being an object of their desire. I could tell they wanted sex with me, and I couldn’t help the erection that gave me.
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To quote, “ I could explain, but I wont, Im still not done yet either, so Im going to be on and off for a while till I can be back fulltime, in rare occasions my efforts are more needed elsewhere.” There you go faggots.
i have literally no idea what this comment is supposed to mean
It’s most likely shads response to being away retard
is it shad tho?
Yes if you follow him on Twitter
Like this is fucking ridiculous man its been way to long
Bro where you at tho i need to go to the clone wars streaming sur le balcon et une bonne journée de bataille pour le contrôle des réponses positive pour le champ de bataille
Bro where you at tho
Porn isnt doing it for him anymore, so hes been looking for a black tranny to finally get his micro dick up. Look on his twitter for applications.
Yo guys I have my first job interview tomorrow any last minute tips? (It’s online btw)
Be confident bro but don’t be throbbing cock confident
Stop trying to make this a faux wholesome comment section like PornHub turned into
based
Bro kill yourself
Be confident, cordial and smile. Don’t put on a face, be yourself.
dont hump her leg right away – give it ten minutes
is he dead?
If any traps wanna have some fun message me on kik sanchin010
Do i hear 4000?
I ain’t even horny anymore I’m just bored.
Fuck I felt that
To everyone too lazy to bother checking his twitter, he’s still alive, no idea wtf he’s doing tho, last tweet is of him saying he doesn’t want any damn vegetables
sometimes people need to move on, i guess Shadman just needed to move on from this project and go to the next one. maybe one day he’ll come back, but I don’t think it’s anytime soon. Goodnight Shad, you had a good run.
Man I wish these comments had votes so I could hide the dumbass fucks in here.
I’m glad the racist pedophile is dead.
Dude calm down
37 days, this must be some kind of record
☠️ are you still alive
I think he’s dead
Guess his bar tab finally caught up with him.
Let’s get it to 4k before he comes back
Post something you fagot
KEK
Cringe
Chungus
Bruh
Nig
I hope you come back :(
Yo Shad, still alive man?
i don’t know where shad is but i hope he is dead
fuck off with that
can I get an Amen?
i dont know what shad is doing but i hope is happy
Go simp somewhere else faggot
damn, someones salty about not getting free porn
The porn isnt free retard
this website is clearly free fellow retard
He has ads, so clearly he isnt doing it for free. use your brain for once lmaoooooooooo
Damn wheres the ass at? @Wokhardt_ on kik sad nigga hours.
Ur a stupid cunt
I thought Shad died of the Wuhan Virus, but it turns out he is too busy making art of other clients. Ones that actually pay.
Good for him. Hopefully he is getting well paid. He deserve it.
Get a load of this fucking simps.
how did you manage to fuck up the grammar of a 7 word comment
Where
So she looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the dog into the
bath in the first place. She had entertained, subconsciously, thoughts
about canine sex. But how it had backfired! She had learned more about
canine sex in the last five minutes than she thought she would want to
know in her entire lifetime!
And then she saw it — Cesar’s gradually stiffening penis peeping redly
from its soft hairy surrounds. So this was what a dog’s penis looked
like … and in that instant the naive young woman was hypnotized with
curiosity. Unthinkingly, her hands began to soap more and more under
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Cesar’s testicles and bumped against his
slowly expanding organ.
She was really surprised that the dog could have such large testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened erection.
It was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke Cesar’s
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to
wash him.
Now Rhonda was also finding herself becoming more and more excited.
Cesar had such a beautiful body, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn’t help but think back to
that fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn’t been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!
But what was she thinking of? A dog couldn’t seduce a woman. And yes,
Cesar very definitely had a penis, she could see that. Rhonda gulped,
her throat feeling very dry. A wave of curious excitement washed
through her loins at the sight of the dog’s gleaming red cock. My God!
It was getting bigger than Bob’s! And it was still expanding!
What would it feel like to have such a massive thing pounding deep up
inside her? Her cuntal walls felt all fluttery just contemplating it.
Bob wouldn’t be here to make love to her for so long, that her mind
seemed fixated on the subject of sex — had been since he’d kissed her
good-bye. And now that she was alone with this majestic German
shepherd, her mind was jumbled with incoherent thoughts of indulgence
in things forbidden and obscene.
The trembling redhead wondered idly if Cesar had ever fucked a woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Did
he have any emotional attachment to Marla for that reason? Had the
other women found themselves in the very position she was in now …
and what had they done? Had they let him fuck them? God! There was no
denying it — Cesar had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert
licking of her pussy just a few moments ago. But surely there couldn’t
be anymore than that between a woman and a dog … or could there?
She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no denying now
that the viscous secretions of her cunt were flowing rapidly at a truly
remarkable rate. It occurred to her again that she was alone here with
Cesar and would be the whole day … tomorrow too, and that whatever
happened here between them was more of a secret by far than anything
she might do with a human male. She had been thinking about
masturbating … hadn’t she? Why not let an animal do it for her?
She needed it, needed a man’s hard hot penis sliding wetly in and out
of her aching cunt. She needed something! A dog like Cesar, being mute,
was perfectly discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret,
foolish or wise or silly. No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Rhonda blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty feeling in
her fluttering belly. What on earth was she thinking of? She wanted to
giggle and race around the house naked. The most terrible feeling of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in heavy gasps.
By now Cesar’s swollen cock had come spinning out through the soap suds to
grow to truly astounding proportions. Rhonda’s long-fingered hands
groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog’s belly, feeling along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite
fascinated at the way his penis tapered up to the tip. A cock like that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting to the mesmerized woman to think that her touch was producing
this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing
in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.
For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog’s sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if no one would ever know, did it matter?
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst in size. Taking
her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and
pushed her middle finger across the warm sticky lips of her cunt,
finding them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her pussy hair
drenched with her passionate — secretions. She was alarmed and excited
all put together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself — her
cravings were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately
needed something shoved up into her waiting pussy … and now!
Cesar whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. “Was I
neglecting you, my darling?” she cooed, both her hands once more
milking his desire-enlarged cock and balls. His cock looked almost a
good eight inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger
over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn’t keep back a
yearning sigh at its wonderful feel.
“I’ll bet you understand a woman and her needs, don’t you, Cesar?” she
murmured softly. “You’ve got a marvelous cock there. Any woman would be
proud and happy to have a penis like yours inside her cunt …”
Cesar whimpered as if in understanding. He wasn’t quite sure what she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were stroking his aching cock were driving him insane.
“Do most women like you to fuck them with that, precious?” And she
pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue glorying in the
wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his penis until some cum oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
“Its like a club. Oh, Lord, what’s coming over me? But you know, don’t
you baby, because you’re the one who’s causing it to come over me …
You’ve wanted it all along, right! You little devil!”
Cesar seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long, pink tongue darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Rhonda was
again taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding the dog’s massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss
doubly exciting.
Her pussy hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
cuntal moisture and he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his
foreleg, he pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her
sensitive nipples until Rhonda could not keep back a heartfelt moan of
pure ecstasy.So she looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the dog into the
bath in the first place. She had entertained, subconsciously, thoughts
about canine sex. But how it had backfired! She had learned more about
canine sex in the last five minutes than she thought she would want to
know in her entire lifetime!
And then she saw it — Cesar’s gradually stiffening penis peeping redly
from its soft hairy surrounds. So this was what a dog’s penis looked
like … and in that instant the naive young woman was hypnotized with
curiosity. Unthinkingly, her hands began to soap more and more under
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Cesar’s testicles and bumped against his
slowly expanding organ.
She was really surprised that the dog could have such large testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened erection.
It was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke Cesar’s
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to
wash him.
Now Rhonda was also finding herself becoming more and more excited.
Cesar had such a beautiful body, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn’t help but think back to
that fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn’t been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!
But what was she thinking of? A dog couldn’t seduce a woman. And yes,
Cesar very definitely had a penis, she could see that. Rhonda gulped,
her throat feeling very dry. A wave of curious excitement washed
through her loins at the sight of the dog’s gleaming red cock. My God!
It was getting bigger than Bob’s! And it was still expanding!
What would it feel like to have such a massive thing pounding deep up
inside her? Her cuntal walls felt all fluttery just contemplating it.
Bob wouldn’t be here to make love to her for so long, that her mind
seemed fixated on the subject of sex — had been since he’d kissed her
good-bye. And now that she was alone with this majestic German
shepherd, her mind was jumbled with incoherent thoughts of indulgence
in things forbidden and obscene.
The trembling redhead wondered idly if Cesar had ever fucked a woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Did
he have any emotional attachment to Marla for that reason? Had the
other women found themselves in the very position she was in now …
and what had they done? Had they let him fuck them? God! There was no
denying it — Cesar had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert
licking of her pussy just a few moments ago. But surely there couldn’t
be anymore than that between a woman and a dog … or could there?
She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no denying now
that the viscous secretions of her cunt were flowing rapidly at a truly
remarkable rate. It occurred to her again that she was alone here with
Cesar and would be the whole day … tomorrow too, and that whatever
happened here between them was more of a secret by far than anything
she might do with a human male. She had been thinking about
masturbating … hadn’t she? Why not let an animal do it for her?
She needed it, needed a man’s hard hot penis sliding wetly in and out
of her aching cunt. She needed something! A dog like Cesar, being mute,
was perfectly discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret,
foolish or wise or silly. No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Rhonda blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty feeling in
her fluttering belly. What on earth was she thinking of? She wanted to
giggle and race around the house naked. The most terrible feeling of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in heavy gasps.
By now Cesar’s swollen cock had come spinning out through the soap suds to
grow to truly astounding proportions. Rhonda’s long-fingered hands
groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog’s belly, feeling along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite
fascinated at the way his penis tapered up to the tip. A cock like that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting to the mesmerized woman to think that her touch was producing
this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing
in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.
For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog’s sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if no one would ever know, did it matter?
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst in size. Taking
her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and
pushed her middle finger across the warm sticky lips of her cunt,
finding them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her pussy hair
drenched with her passionate — secretions. She was alarmed and excited
all put together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself — her
cravings were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately
needed something shoved up into her waiting pussy … and now!
Cesar whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. “Was I
neglecting you, my darling?” she cooed, both her hands once more
milking his desire-enlarged cock and balls. His cock looked almost a
good eight inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger
over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn’t keep back a
yearning sigh at its wonderful feel.
“I’ll bet you understand a woman and her needs, don’t you, Cesar?” she
murmured softly. “You’ve got a marvelous cock there. Any woman would be
proud and happy to have a penis like yours inside her cunt …”
Cesar whimpered as if in understanding. He wasn’t quite sure what she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were stroking his aching cock were driving him insane.
“Do most women like you to fuck them with that, precious?” And she
pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue glorying in the
wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his penis until some cum oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
“Its like a club. Oh, Lord, what’s coming over me? But you know, don’t
you baby, because you’re the one who’s causing it to come over me …
You’ve wanted it all along, right! You little devil!”
Cesar seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long, pink tongue darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Rhonda was
again taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding the dog’s massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss
doubly exciting.
Her pussy hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
cuntal moisture and he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his
foreleg, he pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her
sensitive nipples until Rhonda could not keep back a heartfelt moan of
pure ecstasy
So she looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the dog into the
bath in the first place. She had entertained, subconsciously, thoughts
about canine sex. But how it had backfired! She had learned more about
canine sex in the last five minutes than she thought she would want to
know in her entire lifetime!
And then she saw it — Cesar’s gradually stiffening penis peeping redly
from its soft hairy surrounds. So this was what a dog’s penis looked
like … and in that instant the naive young woman was hypnotized with
curiosity. Unthinkingly, her hands began to soap more and more under
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Cesar’s testicles and bumped against his
slowly expanding organ.
She was really surprised that the dog could have such large testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened erection.
It was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke Cesar’s
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to
wash him.
Now Rhonda was also finding herself becoming more and more excited.
Cesar had such a beautiful body, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn’t help but think back to
that fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn’t been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!
But what was she thinking of? A dog couldn’t seduce a woman. And yes,
Cesar very definitely had a penis, she could see that. Rhonda gulped,
her throat feeling very dry. A wave of curious excitement washed
through her loins at the sight of the dog’s gleaming red cock. My God!
It was getting bigger than Bob’s! And it was still expanding!
What would it feel like to have such a massive thing pounding deep up
inside her? Her cuntal walls felt all fluttery just contemplating it.
Bob wouldn’t be here to make love to her for so long, that her mind
seemed fixated on the subject of sex — had been since he’d kissed her
good-bye. And now that she was alone with this majestic German
shepherd, her mind was jumbled with incoherent thoughts of indulgence
in things forbidden and obscene.
The trembling redhead wondered idly if Cesar had ever fucked a woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Did
he have any emotional attachment to Marla for that reason? Had the
other women found themselves in the very position she was in now …
and what had they done? Had they let him fuck them? God! There was no
denying it — Cesar had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert
licking of her pussy just a few moments ago. But surely there couldn’t
be anymore than that between a woman and a dog … or could there?
She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no denying now
that the viscous secretions of her cunt were flowing rapidly at a truly
remarkable rate. It occurred to her again that she was alone here with
Cesar and would be the whole day … tomorrow too, and that whatever
happened here between them was more of a secret by far than anything
she might do with a human male. She had been thinking about
masturbating … hadn’t she? Why not let an animal do it for her?
She needed it, needed a man’s hard hot penis sliding wetly in and out
of her aching cunt. She needed something! A dog like Cesar, being mute,
was perfectly discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret,
foolish or wise or silly. No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Rhonda blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty feeling in
her fluttering belly. What on earth was she thinking of? She wanted to
giggle and race around the house naked. The most terrible feeling of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in heavy gasps.
By now Cesar’s swollen cock had come spinning out through the soap suds to
grow to truly astounding proportions. Rhonda’s long-fingered hands
groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog’s belly, feeling along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite
fascinated at the way his penis tapered up to the tip. A cock like that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting to the mesmerized woman to think that her touch was producing
this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing
in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.
For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog’s sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if no one would ever know, did it matter?
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst in size. Taking
her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and
pushed her middle finger across the warm sticky lips of her cunt,
finding them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her pussy hair
drenched with her passionate — secretions. She was alarmed and excited
all put together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself — her
cravings were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately
needed something shoved up into her waiting pussy … and now!
Cesar whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. “Was I
neglecting you, my darling?” she cooed, both her hands once more
milking his desire-enlarged cock and balls. His cock looked almost a
good eight inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger
over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn’t keep back a
yearning sigh at its wonderful feel.
“I’ll bet you understand a woman and her needs, don’t you, Cesar?” she
murmured softly. “You’ve got a marvelous cock there. Any woman would be
proud and happy to have a penis like yours inside her cunt …”
Cesar whimpered as if in understanding. He wasn’t quite sure what she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were stroking his aching cock were driving him insane.
“Do most women like you to fuck them with that, precious?” And she
pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue glorying in the
wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his penis until some cum oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
“Its like a club. Oh, Lord, what’s coming over me? But you know, don’t
you baby, because you’re the one who’s causing it to come over me …
You’ve wanted it all along, right! You little devil!”
Cesar seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long, pink tongue darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Rhonda was
again taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding the dog’s massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss
doubly exciting.
Her pussy hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
cuntal moisture and he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his
foreleg, he pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her
sensitive nipples until Rhonda could not keep back a heartfelt moan of
pure ecstasy.
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So she looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the dog into the
bath in the first place. She had entertained, subconsciously, thoughts
about canine sex. But how it had backfired! She had learned more about
canine sex in the last five minutes than she thought she would want to
know in her entire lifetime!
And then she saw it — Cesar’s gradually stiffening penis peeping redly
from its soft hairy surrounds. So this was what a dog’s penis looked
like … and in that instant the naive young woman was hypnotized with
curiosity. Unthinkingly, her hands began to soap more and more under
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Cesar’s testicles and bumped against his
slowly expanding organ.
She was really surprised that the dog could have such large testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened erection.
It was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke Cesar’s
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to
wash him.
Now Rhonda was also finding herself becoming more and more excited.
Cesar had such a beautiful body, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn’t help but think back to
that fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn’t been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!
But what was she thinking of? A dog couldn’t seduce a woman. And yes,
Cesar very definitely had a penis, she could see that. Rhonda gulped,
her throat feeling very dry. A wave of curious excitement washed
through her loins at the sight of the dog’s gleaming red cock. My God!
It was getting bigger than Bob’s! And it was still expanding!
What would it feel like to have such a massive thing pounding deep up
inside her? Her cuntal walls felt all fluttery just contemplating it.
Bob wouldn’t be here to make love to her for so long, that her mind
seemed fixated on the subject of sex — had been since he’d kissed her
good-bye. And now that she was alone with this majestic German
shepherd, her mind was jumbled with incoherent thoughts of indulgence
in things forbidden and obscene.
The trembling redhead wondered idly if Cesar had ever fucked a woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Did
he have any emotional attachment to Marla for that reason? Had the
other women found themselves in the very position she was in now …
and what had they done? Had they let him fuck them? God! There was no
denying it — Cesar had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert
licking of her pussy just a few moments ago. But surely there couldn’t
be anymore than that between a woman and a dog … or could there?
She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no denying now
that the viscous secretions of her cunt were flowing rapidly at a truly
remarkable rate. It occurred to her again that she was alone here with
Cesar and would be the whole day … tomorrow too, and that whatever
happened here between them was more of a secret by far than anything
she might do with a human male. She had been thinking about
masturbating … hadn’t she? Why not let an animal do it for her?
She needed it, needed a man’s hard hot penis sliding wetly in and out
of her aching cunt. She needed something! A dog like Cesar, being mute,
was perfectly discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret,
foolish or wise or silly. No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Rhonda blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty feeling in
her fluttering belly. What on earth was she thinking of? She wanted to
giggle and race around the house naked. The most terrible feeling of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in heavy gasps.
By now Cesar’s swollen cock had come spinning out through the soap suds to
grow to truly astounding proportions. Rhonda’s long-fingered hands
groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog’s belly, feeling along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite
fascinated at the way his penis tapered up to the tip. A cock like that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting to the mesmerized woman to think that her touch was producing
this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing
in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.
For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog’s sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if no one would ever know, did it matter?
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst in size. Taking
her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and
pushed her middle finger across the warm sticky lips of her cunt,
finding them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her pussy hair
drenched with her passionate — secretions. She was alarmed and excited
all put together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself — her
cravings were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately
needed something shoved up into her waiting pussy … and now!
Cesar whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. “Was I
neglecting you, my darling?” she cooed, both her hands once more
milking his desire-enlarged cock and balls. His cock looked almost a
good eight inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger
over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn’t keep back a
yearning sigh at its wonderful feel.
“I’ll bet you understand a woman and her needs, don’t you, Cesar?” she
murmured softly. “You’ve got a marvelous cock there. Any woman would be
proud and happy to have a penis like yours inside her cunt …”
Cesar whimpered as if in understanding. He wasn’t quite sure what she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were stroking his aching cock were driving him insane.
“Do most women like you to fuck them with that, precious?” And she
pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue glorying in the
wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his penis until some cum oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
“Its like a club. Oh, Lord, what’s coming over me? But you know, don’t
you baby, because you’re the one who’s causing it to come over me …
You’ve wanted it all along, right! You little devil!”
Cesar seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long, pink tongue darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Rhonda was
again taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding the dog’s massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss
doubly exciting.
Her pussy hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
cuntal moisture and he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his
foreleg, he pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her
sensitive nipples until Rhonda could not keep back a heartfelt moan of
pure ecstasy.
Tl’dr
RUSSIAN CRIMINAL’S SOCKPUPPET – DO NOT CLICK ON LINK!
Thx for the warning fam
ohhh no i clicked it, what should i do now?
eat ass
Rest In Peace Shad UnU.
I could see Shad disconnecting from his online persona and just leaving it all behind, only to post something in like 3 years
Slowly, as she struggled for her climax, an unwelcomed sound penetrated Rhonda’s lust filled brain: a knocking at the back door … persistent … almost angry knocking. Now who in the hell could that be? Oh, just a couple more minutes and I would have cum, thought Rhonda aggravated by the intrusion.
Damn! she cursed under her breath, then quickly grasped her housecoat
from the foot of the bed as she shivered maddeningly from the
impassioned sensations still electrifying her loins. Who could it be?
“Rhonda … oh, Rhonnndaa!” came the unmistakable throaty female voice
of her neighbor, Marla Cushing.
“Damn it, Marla,” Rhonda thought dejectedly as she slipped into the
robe, hurriedly buttoned it and then gave her hair several quick pats.
“Oh, there you are, honey,” the voice gushed as Rhonda approached the
kitchen door with a forced calm that belied the inner turmoil she felt.
“I hope I didn’t get you away from the TV?” the thirty-five year old
divorcee continued. Then, not waiting to be invited in, she opened the
door, paused to let her German Shepherd enter first and then boldly
stepped in herself.
“No, that’s all right. I was watching the convention and that’s always
a bore,” she lied.
“That’s good. I hate to be an intrusion,” said the woman in a tone that
clearly indicated that she really wasn’t. Her eyes traveled up and then
down her neighbor’s scantily clad body. “I know you won’t mind …
you’ll have time by yourself now that Bob is gone …”
“Oh, yes …” thought Rhonda, wondering how her nosy neighbor happened
to know that Bob had left for Minneapolis. But then information seemed
to float to Marla’s ears from the wind.
“Would you do me a favor, dear?”
“Like what?”
“Taking care of Cesar here? You see,” she continued to gush excitedly,
then smiled broadly at her own cleverness in handling the matter. “He’s
really no trouble at all, but my brother-in-law and my sister are
coming down and they’re bringing their Doberman along with them. Well,
you can see right off that a Shepherd and Doberman will never be
friends …” Her dark eyes darted upwards again,” … it’ll only be
until the weekend …” Her eyes dropped, quickly swept the room, then
returned to Rhonda’s.
Rhonda remained motionless for a long moment, digesting the flow of
words which over the months she had become accustomed to. Her eyes
shifted from her shorts and halter clad neighbor to the dog who was
still sitting at his owner’s feet. Finally, Rhonda lifted her glance
again, studied those of the expectant woman, and said, “You take care
of their dog, and I take care of yours, is that it?” It didn’t seem to
make much sense, all this shuffling of pets, but then Marla was not one
to accept a refusal.
“Okay,” Rhonda leaned back against the kitchen counter hands folded
over her chest. “I know what to feed him,” she said looking at the
mangy dog, unkempt and obviously in need of a bath. Other than that, he
was a majestic, handsome animal, well-trained, despite the scatter-
brained owner. Rhonda stepped forward to place a gentling hand on the
other woman and began guiding her toward the door. “I’ll do my best …”
“Oh, I JUST knew you’d come through, dear,” Marla said happily as she
stodgily allowed herself to be guided toward the door. “You’re so
sweet, just so sweet …”
The door clicked behind her. “Thank you!” came the muffled voice of
Marla, even through the closed door.
For several minutes, Rhonda stood silently, then smiled down at the
handsome animal as she ambled toward her.
“What is it, Cesar?” she cooed softly. “Are you hungry, baby?” she
continued, lovingly stroking the mighty dog’s head. “Poor thing, having
such a scatter-brain for a mistress …” Rhonda was down on her
haunches now, stroking the dog’s head and looking into his mysteriously
deep, soulful eyes. “Look at you! Why you look as if you haven’t had a
bath for years!” she cooed softly.
The pleasing sound of the young woman’s soft, crooning voice together
with the gentle pressure of her small hand filled Cesar with warm-
hearted relish. Instinctively, he raised his head and began licking her
hand to impart his growing attachment to her.
“Let’s run some bath water for you and then see if there’s anything in
the frig that suits your fancy.”
The intelligent animal whined, almost as if he knew what she was
saying, Rhonda thought, as she embraced him against her leg and
continued stroking his head.
Cesar whimpered softly, partially in awareness to her melodious voice
bestowing kindness and love, but even more because he had sensed in his
closeness against her, a poignant smell not unfamiliar to him, a heady
scent which immediately inspired trained responses inside his sleek,
muscular body — the human mating aura he had been skillfully educated
by his female owner to recognize … and satisfy.
Her mind still a conglomeration of mixed-veined thoughts, Rhonda opened
the refrigerator and bent down to retrieve a steak bone left from the
special dinner she’d prepared for Bob’s departure, and in celebration
of Sharon’s visit.
Behind the bent figure, Cesar’s head abruptly nudged forward in
underneath the hem of her loose housecoat.
Rhonda was frozen into immobility at the feel of the unmistakable cool
wetness of Cesar’s nose high on the softness of her inner thigh! Why
she didn’t jerk upright in shock fear, or at least, a smattering of
self-decorum, she could only lay to the prurient incitement which still
smoldered inside her loins. Instead, she continued to stoop there,
waiting, knowing that the big dog’s head was wedged up under her short
robe from behind, animalishy sniffing. And then, the hot unmistakable
lap of his long slippery tongue snaked up against her still moistened
cuntal lips! Good God! He’s sensed my erotic state!
It had to be that! His searing tongue felt like a firebrand caressing
the swollen lips of her still feverishly throbbing pussy! Again, he
licked, and she hung there in her stooped-over position as he drew the
long wet length of his tongue undeniably between her partially spread
cuntal lips, licking along the entire hair-lined furrow.
Then he growled, softly.
“Wh-what has that strange woman been teaching you, baby?” Rhonda gasped
incredulously.
The massive German Shepherd uttered another muted growl, and the
sensually intoxicated young woman wasn’t sure why … whether for the
bone she held, or because he sensed the rekindled passion up between
her trembling thighs!
Good God! I’ve got to get hold of myself! she thought as she held the
bone out to the attentive dog who accepted it willingly. “Now you be a
good dog,” she said aloud. Then, without a warning, a shiver of lewd
excitement coursed through her body, and for a moment she shook
uncontrollably, staring down at the dumb animal … and wondering. Then
she turned and made shakily for the bathroom.
Chapter 3
Rhonda could not repress a sharp twinge of excitement as she made her
way to the bathroom with the furry German shepherd right behind her now
and occasionally brushing against her naked legs. The feel of his rough
fur along her slick skin sent sensual shivers all the way up her soft
inner thighs and into the redly crinkled outskirts of her love-starved
pussy. She felt faintly confused by this curious sensation and her
subsequent reaction, but still was not prepared at the conscious level
to admit to herself that she found this wild and strange animal
erotically intoxicating. The timing had been too perfect; almost as if
her nosy neighbor had been peeking through the window and waiting for
the right moment to tempt her. From stories she’d heard about the
divorced woman, a borderline alcoholic who chain-smoked cigarettes and
invited delivery boys into her apartment for hours at a time, Rhonda
would not be surprised at anything.
“Well, here we are, handsome,” she said as they entered the bathroom.
And then, because she always did this, it seemed the natural thing for
her to drop her housecoat from her lovely body, revealing her sleekly
proportioned flesh in all Titian desirability.
Cesar’s big brown eyes fairly flared at this exotic and spell binding
presentation of feminine loveliness. Unhindered now, the heady scent of
her hungering pussy wafted clearly to him and made his loins pulse with
an answering desire.
Rhonda turned, feeling her cheeks flush hotly as she realized that
Cesar’s burning hot eyes were upon her as she stood there naked. That
brutish animal might have been her Bob, gazing at her lusciously naked
body, for all the attentiveness he was relishing upon her. She glanced
instinctively into the cabinet mirror, and then looked away. There was
certainly no harm in disrobing before this animal! She looked at her
firm highly-set breasts. No, of course not. After all, it was not as if
it were a man she was alone with, was it?
Laughing nervously, the redheaded woman bent down and gave Cesar a
light fondling around his snout. “You little devil, you,” she giggled.
“You’ve got eyes that get right up between a woman’s legs, don’t you?”
Cesar gave a muffled whine and licked her hand. Rhonda really liked the
dog now, and he reminded her of a pet she had as a child. Another
German shepherd, though a female. Besides, any admirer was better than
the television set and those silly politicians. Feeling like Venus as
she appraised her own voluptuous body in the surrounding mirrors, she
realized that even Bob hadn’t looked at her supple, curvaceous flesh
like that in a long time. Was that fair?
Smiling seductively at herself, she shook out her long, glowing red
hair. Then she turned away from Cesar towards the bathtub, presenting
to him the juicy rounds of her buttocks, which joggled tantalizingly
before his longing eyes as she moved back the shower curtain and then
bent over in order to turn on the faucets.
>From this position Cesar could make out just the barest wisps of her
pubic hair poking back between her quivering thighs to the juncture of
her smoothly formed ass cheeks, and he snorted hotly in familiar
anticipation.
Rhonda meanwhile had cut off the drain and found a suitable temperature
for the water. She moved it around with her hands to be sure it
wouldn’t be too hot or too cold for the doggey, who was to be her
companion for the next couple of days. And in that moment of complete
and vulnerable exposure, with her naked buttocks jutting lewdly back
toward Cesar’s face, the young woman had an experience that would have
been predictable for a woman of wider sexual experience, but which
Rhonda Baker constituted perhaps the most shattering physical adventure
she had ever had — or thought about in her entire life.
For, in that moment suspended between time and space, poised with all
of her lusciously tempting nakedness undulating in sexual promise over
the bath, she suddenly felt the hot, swiping tongue of an animal moving
wetly from an artful point just below her curl-fringed pussy lips,
stroking ardently through her quiescently enduring cuntal furrow, and
up sharply through the cleft in her buttocks to flick and poke expertly
at her virginal anus! This time there was no prompting for the lewd
behavior: no steak bone wielded temptingly in front of his sensitive
and hungry nose, no “good doggie” talk to be reciprocated.
“Aarrgghhh!” Rhonda groaned, as her pussy became alive with the
aftershocks of her near orgasm before her neighbor had intruded. And
now this reaction all because of a … German shepherd, a dog she’d
only seen a few times in the past.
This was outrageous! Before she could get a grip on herself, the
brutish animal repeated his lewd act, this time curling his tongue like
a scroll and pushing it obscenely up through the hair-lined lips of her
burning hot cunt. Rhonda held on to the edge of the bathtub trying to
collect her thoughts.
This was not even remotely similar to anything else sexual she’d ever
experienced, and she had thought she and Bob were sexually liberal!
This dog was putting her to the test! But Cesar’s sudden action worked
on her just as if she had let out this obscene growl of lascivious
delight which came from she knew where.
“Cesar. Good doggy!” Without a thought as to whether he would bite, she
reached in back of her and tried to push his snout away. But the feel
of his cold wet muzzle in her fingers and between her buttocks was a
second sensation so electrically erotic and stimulating that it could
not be tolerated for longer than a single instant.
And, in that instant, the single-minded stray continued his depraved
behavior with another hot, wet swiping lap up through her torrid cuntal
cleft to flick up maddeningly like a leather whip at her sensitive
nether entrance.
A fierce primitive groan of sensuality escaped Rhonda’s parted lips
once more, but, by now, she had also begun mumbling various incoherent
prayers in her head, trying to distract herself. In a small way this
seemed to work, and she managed miraculously to work up the strength
from her tortured limbs to push herself up from the bath. This also
tended to force the dog’s snout somewhat more snugly between her cleft
moon buttocks, and the threat of attack at her anus sent off another
furious thrill deep in her loins and immediate feelings of self-
recrimination set in.
What would Bob think if he knew he’d been replaced by a dog?
“Get away — oh God, Cesar! Get away! Can’t you see what you’re doing
to me?”
Her limbs felt so weak and helpless she couldn’t believe it. It was as
if she had become almost paralyzed with some illness in her muscles.
But her imprecations to the dog seemed to have done some good, for the
powerful animal now took her seriously and backed off across the
bathroom tiles away from her.
Indeed, Cesar was well-trained enough to know when a human really meant
her protests and when she didn’t. When he sensed that his beautiful new
redheaded mistress actually was serious about wanting a respite, he
backed off immediately. He had learned through long experience as well
that it was not wise to force the issue with a female who was not quite
ready. A smart dog and well able to play the waiting game, he sat down
on his haunches in one corner of the bathroom and stared at her with
his muzzle resting on his paws and his big dark eyes brooding and
thoughtful. He would wait for her. Forever, if need be …
Especially now that his mistress, the one next door, had replaced him
for the weekend with her sister’s dog. He’d show her he wouldn’t be
left out in the cold with no warm, sweet-smelling woman to cuddle up to
at night!
Visibly shaken, Rhonda managed to straighten up and find her way to a
standing position. She steadied herself as best she could with one hand
on the tub, then sat down on its edge until she could get her breath.
She would have sat down of the toilet seat, across the way, but her
muscles had turned to jelly, and she was huffing and puffing and her
heart pounding as if she’d just run the three-minute mile.
“So … you … so that’s what you … you do … shame!”
It seemed like years before the thousand vibrating pieces her loins had
smattered into finally came back together again, and even then they
continued to jump for some time before she could get to her feet again.
Still intent on giving her new charge a bath, she staggered over to the
sink to get a brush, rubbing her thighs tightly together in an attempt
to kill some of the terrible pressure that was building between her
shivering legs.
“You — you naughty dog,” she said, only mildly cross and really less
cross that she thought she should be, shaking the brush at him. “You
must never do that again. You hear? Or you’re going back to that crazy
mistress of yours … for keeps! Somehow, I really don’t think you want
to do that …” The last was said with a half-smile.
Cesar cringed down on the tile and looked up at her with woeful eyes.
He wanted to please his new mistress, and couldn’t understand her
sudden burst of anger — she had smelled so ready for him. What was the
matter?
Rhonda glanced at herself in the mirror. Her face had gone completely
crimson and she was surprised to see that her nipples had tautened
again. If that was the effect of a little playful show of affection by
a charming dog like this one, then Bob had definitely left her alone
one night too long! Surely the dog had meant nothing sexual by it —
dogs always licked people when they were happy. If she hadn’t been in
such an unusual position he might have licked her face, or her hand. It
was natural for him to be so demonstrative.
But not so natural for her to be blushing so hotly and aroused to the
extent that her loins felt as if they were filled with honey. She had
to get a grip on herself.
“Come here,” she said imperiously to the dog, pointing at the floor in
front of her.
Cesar got up obediently and went over to her standing at attention with
his tongue panting out. Then he was thrilled again as his beautiful
mistress got down on her knees, her milk-white breasts ballooning
nakedly against his furry body as she began brushing out his snarled
and filthy coat.
Rhonda could not keep back a shiver of excitement as the erotically
stiffened tips of her breasts brushed back and forth over Cesar’s
shaggy, unkempt body, his fur tickling titillatingly at the already
sensitive puckered little nerve buds. Her breasts had always been
unusually tender and the feel of his muscular canine body against her
smooth, sleek white flesh was totally unlike anything the yearning
redhead had ever experienced before. She couldn’t label it either. It
was not obscene — and yet it was. It was warmth and affection and
understanding and love, and all the thousand and one cozy things that
dogs and humans find together, and yet it was more than that. And she
liked the feel. “Why hadn’t she thought of getting a dog herself?
“Now … is that better?” she crooned, her nostrils flaring without her
certain knowledge, the outer well of her pussy becoming quietly flooded
with moisture as it poised in readiness for some obscure, unnamable
thing. She ran the brush through Cesar’s rough coat, straightening out
the snarls and making it smooth and sleek again, as it should be. Of
course, he hadn’t known what he was doing. He was just a dumb animal.
He couldn’t have had any idea what his licking of her responsive pussy
was doing to her. After all, he wasn’t a man.
Not that she had ever permitted her fiancee to do anything so filthy.
Oh sure, though, Bob had tried, begged her, but she’d always managed to
talk him out of it at the last minute, asking him to wait for marriage.
But if such a thing could be so wildly stirring, could it be that it
was she who was wrong, to have put him off? She was getting all mixed
up.
But this was all harmless. If she was aroused it was merely for Bob …
then, too, there was that little stretch of time on the waterbed when
he had gotten so hot.
“There, is that better?” she asked as she finished giving Cesar’s coat
its first set of strokes, swinging her long red hair back over her
shoulder.
Only to have Cesar answer by abruptly turning his head and darting out
his long thick tongue to wash wetly and intoxicatingly across her
startled open mouth. “Why — !” But before she could finish, his tongue
had artfully inserted itself between her lush red lips and he was
French kissing her, stuffing that long wet tongue all the way into her
mouth, licking at her even white teeth and all around the sides of her
gasping mouth.
She tried to fend him off by gripping his shaggy fur around his neck,
but instead found herself responding in a way that was wholly
unexpected. His kiss was so like Bob’s — except for the size of his
tongue, which of course, was so much bigger — that she couldn’t seem
to keep herself from kissing him back. She sucked on his tongue
luxuriously, and licked it all over with instinctive adoration of its
dominating maleness. And instead of pulling away, her softly mounded
breasts pressed themselves snug into the warmth of his fur, and she
felt a wave of warm cuntal moisture shoot down from her loins in
natural feminine response.
But this was terrible! The urge to lie down on the bathroom floor and
spread her legs for him — for this dog! — was overwhelming!
Rhonda was incredulous! She had known that she was in a mildly turned-
on state, but hadn’t guessed for a minute that desire could be
unleashed so awesomely like this, with the swiftness and force of a
mighty river breaking through its own floodgates and spilling forward
in a great tidal wave of emotion.
It seemed like an endless decade for a kiss. She couldn’t seem to get
her breath. She knew that the wetness from her hopelessly aroused cunt
was seeping into the already tangled red curls of her pubic hair, but
she couldn’t seem to do anything about it. Her breasts were alive with
a throbbing that threatened to break her heaving chest and her hard
little nipples ached to be sucked. Indeed, she probably, wouldn’t have
been able to tear herself away if suddenly the water in the bathtub
hadn’t threatened to overflow. As it was, she was barely able to break
from Cesar’s passionate animal kiss and rush to the taps in time.
Turning them both off, she whirled around just in time to keep Cesar
from pushing his snout up again between her legs.
“I know you now, you — you lecher,” she warned him, shaking her finger
at him. “You know just what you’re doing, don’t you? Well, you’re not
going to do it again — not here. You can try that on some of your
other women friends. Don’t you feel any shame?”
But Cesar only grinned malevolently and she realized with a quickening
of her overexcited heart that she had taken the wrong tack.
“Well,” she sniffed, “you’ve really hurt my feelings. But anyway, I
promised you a bath and that’s what you’re going to get. Get in the
tub.”
Cesar put his forelegs on the edge of the bath and with an effortless
little shuffle born of long experience he clambered over the edge with
his hind legs, too, to tall with a splash into the soapy, warm water.
“Well, there’s just a little too much water, but you stay there and
behave yourself while I take the plug out. I’m warning you …”
The big dog grinned, his large tongue lolling out. True to her word,
she watched him carefully as she removed the stopper and some of the
water gurgled out until the bath was only half full! Cesar stood
quietly watching her from the other end of the tub; his dark eyes
shining with both love and confusion at his new keeper’s actions. What
was the matter? Didn’t she want to play? Why had she scolded him so
harshly? Maybe this was a new game.
Even though she now had some inkling of the dog’s lecherous intentions,
it hadn’t quite registered with Rhonda just precisely in what danger
she was. She hadn’t bothered to put on her robe. So despite all the
warning she had, Rhonda was still to some extent blissfully unaware of
the true situation as her canine visitor waited in patience with his
big brown eyes trained unnervingly on her. Her naked breasts swayed
hypnotically before him, just a tongue’s length away from his open
mouth, and the tantalizing scent of her loins was driving Cesar crazy.
Now, as she began to soap up a large sponge, getting on her knees at
the side of the tub, the tormented dog’s penis jerked and bounced with
anticipation, filling hotly with blood.
The sponge foamed with lather as she squeezed it. Now she was ready. He
would get a bath and that would be the end of it. So she filled the
sponge with water again and again as she ran it over his heavy animal
body, squeezing the lather out all over him. The water dripped down
from his crown, over his back, along his rib cage, over his quivering
tail, and finally down along a gleaming red point which Rhonda was
surprised to find emerging from beneath his belly.
So she looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the dog into the
bath in the first place. She had entertained, subconsciously, thoughts
about canine sex. But how it had backfired! She had learned more about
canine sex in the last five minutes than she thought she would want to
know in her entire lifetime!
And then she saw it — Cesar’s gradually stiffening penis peeping redly
from its soft hairy surrounds. So this was what a dog’s penis looked
like … and in that instant the naive young woman was hypnotized with
curiosity. Unthinkingly, her hands began to soap more and more under
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Cesar’s testicles and bumped against his
slowly expanding organ.
She was really surprised that the dog could have such large testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his cock was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened erection.
It was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.
More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke Cesar’s
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to
wash him.
Now Rhonda was also finding herself becoming more and more excited.
Cesar had such a beautiful body, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn’t help but think back to
that fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn’t been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!
But what was she thinking of? A dog couldn’t seduce a woman. And yes,
Cesar very definitely had a penis, she could see that. Rhonda gulped,
her throat feeling very dry. A wave of curious excitement washed
through her loins at the sight of the dog’s gleaming red cock. My God!
It was getting bigger than Bob’s! And it was still expanding!
What would it feel like to have such a massive thing pounding deep up
inside her? Her cuntal walls felt all fluttery just contemplating it.
Bob wouldn’t be here to make love to her for so long, that her mind
seemed fixated on the subject of sex — had been since he’d kissed her
good-bye. And now that she was alone with this majestic German
shepherd, her mind was jumbled with incoherent thoughts of indulgence
in things forbidden and obscene.
The trembling redhead wondered idly if Cesar had ever fucked a woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Did
he have any emotional attachment to Marla for that reason? Had the
other women found themselves in the very position she was in now …
and what had they done? Had they let him fuck them? God! There was no
denying it — Cesar had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert
licking of her pussy just a few moments ago. But surely there couldn’t
be anymore than that between a woman and a dog … or could there?
She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no denying now
that the viscous secretions of her cunt were flowing rapidly at a truly
remarkable rate. It occurred to her again that she was alone here with
Cesar and would be the whole day … tomorrow too, and that whatever
happened here between them was more of a secret by far than anything
she might do with a human male. She had been thinking about
masturbating … hadn’t she? Why not let an animal do it for her?
She needed it, needed a man’s hard hot penis sliding wetly in and out
of her aching cunt. She needed something! A dog like Cesar, being mute,
was perfectly discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret,
foolish or wise or silly. No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Rhonda blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty feeling in
her fluttering belly. What on earth was she thinking of? She wanted to
giggle and race around the house naked. The most terrible feeling of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in heavy gasps.
By now Cesar’s swollen cock had come spinning out through the soap suds to
grow to truly astounding proportions. Rhonda’s long-fingered hands
groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog’s belly, feeling along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his penis. She was quite
fascinated at the way his penis tapered up to the tip. A cock like that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting to the mesmerized woman to think that her touch was producing
this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing
in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.
For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog’s sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if no one would ever know, did it matter?
She gasped and trembled as his cock continued to burst in size. Taking
her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and
pushed her middle finger across the warm sticky lips of her cunt,
finding them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her pussy hair
drenched with her passionate — secretions. She was alarmed and excited
all put together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself — her
cravings were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately
needed something shoved up into her waiting pussy … and now!
Cesar whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. “Was I
neglecting you, my darling?” she cooed, both her hands once more
milking his desire-enlarged cock and balls. His cock looked almost a
good eight inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger
over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn’t keep back a
yearning sigh at its wonderful feel.
“I’ll bet you understand a woman and her needs, don’t you, Cesar?” she
murmured softly. “You’ve got a marvelous cock there. Any woman would be
proud and happy to have a penis like yours inside her cunt …”
Cesar whimpered as if in understanding. He wasn’t quite sure what she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were stroking his aching cock were driving him insane.
“Do most women like you to fuck them with that, precious?” And she
pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue glorying in the
wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his penis until some cum oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
“Its like a club. Oh, Lord, what’s coming over me? But you know, don’t
you baby, because you’re the one who’s causing it to come over me …
You’ve wanted it all along, right! You little devil!”
Cesar seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long, pink tongue darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Rhonda was
again taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding the dog’s massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss
doubly exciting.
Her pussy hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
cuntal moisture and he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his
foreleg, he pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her
sensitive nipples until Rhonda could not keep back a heartfelt moan of
pure ecstasy.
Her cunt felt like it was on fire. There was no way to escape. She had
to admit it to herself now — yes, she loved this exciting kiss! And
she would have fucked anything that walked in that door!
“But, lover — Cesar, oh …” the sex-hungry redhead gasped
incoherently, not knowing who, or what or where she was. All she knew
was that this powerfully demanding animal kiss was making her cunt
literally churn with lust. Her hotly quivering thighs felt as if they
were disintegrating, while the moisture of her passion trickled by the
seeming cupful from her wildly tingling walls and trembling cunt lips
to soak into her already thickly soaked red pubic hair.
Her hands seemed to be moving helplessly, wonderingly all over the
dog’s magnificent furry body as he stood there so motionlessly in the
bath. Her tremulous breasts felt swollen to bursting and as if they
were being caressed by hundreds of tiny hands. She sucked lingeringly
all the while on his long, fluid tongue, all the time repeating to
herself over and over again: no one will ever know, no one will ever
know …
Her fingers reached down in the water to release the plug and send the
water rushing down the drain. Her loins were so inflamed that she
didn’t see how she could wait a single second longer without going out
of her mind. Especially now that Cesar was somewhat spruced up and
smelled so fresh and clean. She hoped and supposed that it wouldn’t
take much to get him to lap at her cunt again. Maybe that would relieve
some to the terrible tickling and itching in her loins … Oh God, what
on earth was she thinking? But no, no, it was true. She would let him
if he tried again. She just had to have some relief!
Rhonda was amazed and alarmed as the bath water ran out to discover
just how masterfully hung her house guest was. It was one thing to be
caressing his penis with her hands when it was partially concealed with
lather and soapy water, but quite another to be seeing it without
anything to obscure its powerful size.
For the moment she felt just the slightest fear — a fear of the sort
natural to a virginal girl who is not quite sure that her snug, tender
young insides are adequate to the task of receiving a full-sized, lust-
engorged penis. She wanted to laugh out loud. At her age, to be as
apprehensive as a sacrificial virgin!
Her hands reached for the panting German shepherd and helped him to
clamber over the edge of the tub, then watched him wildly spray water
all over the bathroom as she shook himself in the center of the rug.
She wasn’t quite sure what she wanted of him, or what he wanted of her,
or what they wanted of each other, but whatever it was, now was the
time for it.
“Hurry, lover,” she whispered, blowing warmly into one of his pointed
ears until Cesar quivered with hot delight. “Hurry, come in here with
me and let’s lay down on my nice water bed. Let’s see what we can do
for each other. You’ve got to help me, Cesar, before I go crazy!” Her
hands brushed fondly up and down along his sleek wet back, growing more
urgent and excited by the minute. She had to get him to lick her cunt
if it was the last thing she ever did! No one would ever know!
“Hurry, darling!” she moaned, moving swiftly to the door of her
bedroom. Now that her mind was made up and she was spinning hopelessly over
the edge of obscene and illicit desire, she was in no mood to wait a single
second longer. She had fought mightily with all her willpower to resist this
forbidden thing, whatever it was, but it was no use. She
had her needs and they were driving her mad, and felt totally willing
to give in now that she had adequately rationalized away her depravity.
She decided that her sanity was at stake, and consequently, almost any
debauchery was justified in her mind. She had to save her mental health
in order to continue living from day to day. After all, it was
completely Bob’s fault, the dirty wretch, for leaving her alone with
nothing to think about except their wedding plans and her sexual needs.
“In here, quickly.”
The full-bodied young woman held the bathroom door open for Cesar, then
closed it tightly behind him. The big dog stared at the television set
that still hummed with the roll call from the fifty states, and then he
paused at the edge of the water bed, not quite certain if that’s what
his new mistress meant for him to do.
“Come on, up, up …”
Rhonda found herself thrilling as she watched his powerful form moving
about so god-like and forceful. Cesar was a law unto himself. He knew
nothing about making a living or providing for her, or about real
estate or anything else. He was just a marvelous animal who had been
born for this moment and none other.
She didn’t hesitate a minute, but moved quickly across the carpeted
floor, her cheeks flushed with both excitement and anxiety. What on
earth was she doing? Would she be able to look at herself in the mirror
tomorrow? Oh God, did it even matter?
“Move over,” she commanded, and he did so as she lay down on one side
of the big waterbed. Then she raised up her knee and slowly inched her
voluptuously proportioned body over toward the center of the gurgling
bed. Cesar leaped joyously out of the way, clambering over her legs
while she got herself into position.
At last! At last she was ready. This was action he could understand!
By now Rhonda’s long milk-white legs were completely spread open in the
center of the bed, and she allowed herself a luxury she hadn’t had time
to finish, pressing her two fingers in between her steaming wet cuntal
lips and driving them deep inside her churning cunt until a stifled
groan of desire broke from her lips that was like the sound of a great
amen.
That was it, she thought dreamily as she gently pistoned her fingers in
and out of her seeping cunt. This was what she had been waiting for.
This was what all her unrequited passion had been building to.
Hopefully, this time there would be no intrusion.
She tried to ready for him as she finger-fucked herself in a frenzy of
satisfying lust. Why had she denied herself before. Why had she felt
funny masturbating in front of the television screen? She couldn’t
remember now, and anyway, it didn’t matter.
“Cesar … please … help me … do what you did before … please…”
But the handsome and dashing dog merely looked down at her with a
superior air, appearing to be waiting for something. What was it? What
more did he need?
“Lick me,” she blurted out blatantly, surrendering. “Lick my cunt.”
The big dog appeared to laugh, and then his head inclined and he moved
forward between her scissor-opened legs. With a single long, swiping
movement, his snout went down and forward, and then his tongue was
snaking out lizard-like and whipping through the moist wet furrow of
her vulnerably spread cunt, ripping her soul to shreds.
“Aaarrrggghhh,” she groaned, her beautiful red-tressed head flailing
backwards, her pelvis region thrusting upward to meet his ardent
tongue. She had done it now, debased herself — and it was wonderful!
There was no need turning back. And in a sense she must have realized
that from the first moment she felt her belly trembling when she gazed
down into the dark limpid pools of his hot and sexy brown eyes. The
rest had been courtship. She knew now that she wanted this thing —
this marvelous thing — no matter how obscene or illicit it was.
Indeed, the very forbiddenness of their situation added a measure of
excitement that was exotic in the extreme. As the big dog’s tongue
lapped through her warmly seeping pussy slit, her glistening cuntal
lips clung to it like a woman clutching at her lover. The rough texture
of his tongue seemed to magnetically bind her tender cuntal folds to
it.
And then Cesar did something that was so fiercely exciting and
intoxicating it fairly took her breath away. For all of a sudden that
fearful furry seducer drove his cold wet snout right up into her
steaming pussy flesh, wedging it in as deeply as he could. Then when
he’d done that he began punctuating his snout in and out of her
convulsing cunt with a savagely swift, staccato-like movement.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she screamed. “What are you doing to me?” she demanded to know
as he punched his snout in and out between her legs with machine-
gun like thrusts. This was wild, crazy. He left her with no room to
alter, cajole or implore. This was just the most furious, wonderful
rape of her loins she’d ever encountered. The mind-drugging, soul-
dredging tattoo of his snout banging back and forth against her
vulnerable and open cunt sent her half way towards her orgasm before
she knew what hit her.
Rhonda had never had any experience like this before. Usually Bob made
love to her very affectionately before he even considered putting his
thick, blood-swollen cock into her cunt. But this brutish animal was
actually raping her with his nose! And she was loving every minute of
it!
Frantic with desire, she gripped his ears wildly and tried to drag his
face all the way up inside her. And all the while she was moaning as if
she were delirious with fever.
“Oh, oh, Daaarrrllling!” she crooned, her head flailing from side to
side and her long red hair flying madly around the pillow. This was
totally the most mind-splitting experience she’d ever had. His snout
was pumping in and out of her loins like an oil driller, making her
lust spiral higher and higher with each lewd bestial thrust. She could
feel the bristly hairs all around his handsome jaw, whisking in and out
of her cunt as if they were going to rip her to pieces. But the pain
didn’t matter. Nothing did. There was only this wonderful feeling in
her loins which had turned her body to jelly. Only that mattered and
nothing else.
Rhonda knew she was acting like a depraved whore, with her pelvis
gyrating obscenely over the stray dog’s crazily raping snout, but she
didn’t care. “Yesssss,” she hissed over and over, not even conscious of
what she was saying. The passion-drugged redhead squirmed and twisted
voluptuously on the bed and thrashed her body all over her lover-dog’s
face like a woman gone mad, heaving her firmly mounded breasts up and
back with primeval desire. The needs of her flesh had taken complete
control, shoving all other considerations far into the background
The eager German shepherd whimpered with growing need, feeling his new
mistress responding beneath him. Occasionally when she glanced
downwards she could glimpse his thickening red penis slipping ever so
slightly more from its well-concealed sheath, the tiniest drop of milk-
white sperm glistening in its red beveled tip.
A savage shudder of pure desire rippled through Rhonda’s hopeless
turned on flesh. She was almost there now, and the sight of her furry
lover’s enormous penis forced her still higher. The sheer eroticism of
her mad situation made her feel giddy to the point of weightlessness.
Here she was, lying on her own bed in her own bedroom, being ruthlessly
fucked by a dog! But it didn’t matter. The terrible, frustrating tingle
in her loins was being swamped by other equally tormenting sensations.
And here was the means, secret and discreet, for satisfying her lewd
desires.
Her hotly seeping red-fringed pussy seemed to be carried away on a tide
of sensuality. “Cesar!” she panted breathlessly. “That’s it, darling!
OH, baby!” But the sounds of her gasping throat came like a choking
gurgle, so that she herself couldn’t even identify the strange sounds
coming out of her mouth.
Her smoky, lust-glazed eyes peered down at her handsome canine lover
through a veil of lewd and lascivious yearning. Then her eyes glazed as
wave after wave of unbearable pleasure inundated her pleasure-starved
loins. A spot of licentious saliva appeared on her burning crimson
lips. Every move of the muscular animal waxing so hungrily between the
shivering legs made her thighs feel like water. All of her flesh seemed
to have disintegrated with weakness and the sheer force of her passion.
There was raging conflagration within her hair-fringed cunt that
dominated her soul totally and without mercy. Frenetic sensations of
pure desire seemed to be ripping her apart.
“Darling … oh good … that’s it … ohhhh … ohhhh, make your
mistress happy …” she tremblingly thrilled beneath his lavish nasal
fucking. Her pussy was so moist and flowing with passion she was afraid
she might faint from sheer joy.
And then he went back to licking her again. Rhonda uttered a mindless
little cry of pure heaven as her canine darling’s long, thick tongue
suddenly snaked out, curling wetly at its tip as it searchingly splayed
open the fervid, sensitive lips of her lasciviously waiting cunt. And
then before she could get her head back together, Cesar had laved his
way all the way down to the very mouth of her lust-inflamed pussy,
separating wetly the soft, hair-fringed folds, drawing with a scorching
heat upward and in between the swollen lips, and then finishing with an
agonizingly electrifying twist at the delicate little bud of her
already hotly vibrating clitoris!
Rhonda gurgled like a baby, out of her mind with ecstasy.
“Aaaarrrgggmmurfffgghhh …” This was unlike any other feeling in the
world. She wanted to burn up in it! Pressing her fingers into his soft
furry crown, she goaded him on as his lewdly lapping tongue assaulted
her most secretive inner recesses. Again and again the handsome brute
repeated his burning lingual caress, dragging gasps of pure
lasciviousness from the sex-intoxicated woman. His obscenely stroking
tongue splayed through the widespread crevice of her shivering white
thighs, singeing her exposed and vulnerable loins which were humping so
lewdly up into his face, her soft, sparse-curled pubic mound seething
with primitive sexual debauchery.
By now Cesar’s erotic lapping of her blazing cunt had left Rhonda no
better than a gibbering, whimpering idiot, wild to feel every last
stroke of that long artful tongue of her crazy-mad to know every last
thrilled mind-bending sensation that flowed from his electrified tip.
Cesar’s furry head was pursuing her pussy with an adoration she had
never known from her own fiancee.
As for the German shepherd, he was going wild with desire himself. His
enormous cock, red and angry-looking, was now fully exposed and bobbing
gently with lewd intent. And if he hadn’t been well trained by someone
long gone to work his mistresses up to fever pitch, he would have done
as he wished and sunk the entire bone-hard rod of his cock deep into
her, right to the hilt.
But he knew from vast experience what to do and he did it ruttishly,
his long wet tongue slavering through her red-curling pussy hair, then
up in scroll-form through her eagerly responding cuntal flesh to flick
artfully at the ecstasy-drenched clitoris at Rhonda’s cream-white
thighs shivered with longing.
The lustful scent of her loins made the dog’s sensitive nostrils flare,
and he lapped at her loins with increasing urgency, drawing up all of
the tender hair-fringed folds and then letting them slap back again
like liquid rubber. The moist pink flanges quivered with expectancy,
tremulous with desire for him, as the German shepherd’s heart beat
frantically and his penis felt as if it were bursting.
“You darling …” she hissed mindlessly, lost in a lust-drugged fit.
“That’s it, lap my cunt … oh, oh, you sweet baby … that’s it …”
She murmured endearments through passion-clenched teeth, her slender
white neck straining, her hips pumping upward into his face, and her
long legs thrashing. Her eyes were tightly shut, and her beautiful head
lolled from side to side on the pillow, rolling all of her long red
hair back and forth over her milky smooth shoulders. A tiny blue vein
throbbed ardently in her temple as all of her mature lust-ridden body
gave itself over to pure sensuality. The sheer exquisite joy of having
her loins ransacked by this handsome animal was incomparable.
“Darling! Ohhh … love me to death! Lick me … oh God, I’m dying …
God … don’t stop … oh … oh … Rhonda will cum in a minute lover
… don’t stop … faster … faster … lick my cunt … oh … God
… you’re … Ohhhhhh … BABEEEEEE!”
All the nerve endings in her sex-taut body seemed to be shrieking out
for completion … but only … only the most wonderful blinding orgasm
… would … ohhhh … ohhhh … ohhhh …
Rhonda had never known the equal of this lewd, feverish sensation which
had made such a furnace of her belly. The fluid cuntal channel between
her legs that became a raging rivulet at floodtide. The full, sensually
swollen mounds of her breasts felt as if they were bursting with milk.
Each time he lapped through her hair-fringed pussy, her belly convulsed
with new lust.
Her groans deepened with each long drawn-out lap of her cunt, mingling
with the lewd liquid noises of his tongue between her legs, and filling
the bedroom in a crescendo of carnal release. With one elbow, the
wildly groaning redhead raised herself momentarily to watch her animal-
lover, then fell backward again with a happy sigh. Her feverish brain
had become a blank to everything except his tongue, and her breathing
now came ragged, sharply punctuated gasps. She was trapped by an
obscene emotion that had no name. Then there was a swift, whooshing
intake of her breath, as Cesar’s irresistibly searching tongue splurted
out between her widely spread buttocks to worm its way up between her
tingling ass cheeks to her snug little anal mouth, where it lewdly
burrowed in as deep as it could!
The voluptuously proportioned redhead was wracked with agony as she
twisted and turned on the waterbed that lifted and bounced like a ship
on winter seas. Her molten hot breasts heaved sensuously from side to
side. Blissfully the dog’s tongue continued splaying open the hotly
welcoming flesh — then lunging in a maddening invading curl all the
way up into the primitively clutching heat of her craving pussy!
“Aaaaaarrrggghhh!”
Rhonda moaned with anguish, a moan that seemed not to have any ending.
Her entire cuntal regions spasmed with burning energy like an exploding
sun, and opening her sex-drugged eyes to feed lustfully on the obscene
spectacle of Cesar’s tongue lapping so madly between her shivering
white thighs only served to increase the maddening quiver of her belly.
She groaned giddily, everything inside her struggling for the climax
that was just out of reach. Her hotly smoldering flesh seemed to be
burning up in its own juices with each maddening lick and flick of the
strange German shepherd’s well-trained tongue!
Cesar licked deliriously, whining the whole time, his tongue lashing
her naked flesh like a whip, penetrating deeply through the warm, moist
hair-fringed folds between her obscenely bucking thighs. He slavered
thirstily in her ever-flowing cuntal secretions, adoring her melodious
sighs and moans and groans as they broke about his head in a tidal wave
of encouragement. And yet his ruttish instincts clamored for still
more! Consequently, he abruptly discontinued his lapping of her
steaming loins and backed away from her on his hairy haunches. Rhonda
wailed with anguish, gasped and drew herself up on her elbows, her long
red hair trailing out in back of her on the pillows, her eyes humid and
smoky with lust. Her abandoned pussy folds clutched hungrily after the
swiftly departing tongue, but it was no use. He was gone.
“Cesar! Darling, what have I done? Where are you going? Please don’t
stop!”
But the big German shepherd didn’t appear to be listening to her any
longer, despite her promising words. His eyes blazing with animal
desire, he continued backing away on the bed … until she saw it! His
huge, upraised red animal penis, completely exposed and glistening
lewdly in its blood-filled rigidity!
Chapter 5
Filled with wonder, her jaw hanging laxly, Rhonda Baker gasped at the
gleaming red penis that had emerged from its long furry cocoon beneath
the dog’s furry belly, thick and wet, it’s tapered end swaying
tantalizingly as it left the protective shield in an ever expanding
length of canine hardness.
It was bigger than she remembered Bob’s to ever have been! Rhonda
panted wordlessly, her eyes glazed over as she confronted this
marvelously formed canine cock sliding with such agonizing slowness
from its soft brown sleeve. Her mouth flooded with saliva. She had
never been so turned on in her life and ready to explode! She was
thrilled beyond all measure that it was her beauty which had aroused
this powerful good looking animal to such a pitch of lasciviousness
that transcended all bounds of known propriety.
She realized it now — he wanted to get between her legs and fuck her,
just as she had been secretly afraid of all along. And why shouldn’t he
want to? Wasn’t she beautiful? Could only a man appreciate a woman’s
beauty? And hadn’t Cesar proved that he knew all the little feelings
and nuances required of an ardent lover? Hadn’t he proved his
adoration? So why shouldn’t he fuck her, ram his thickly bloated animal
cock high up into her slippery passion drenched cunt?
But some reside of morality was still present in the inexperienced
wife’s mind, and suddenly she managed to protest in an agonized voice.
“Oh, my darling … we mustn’t … it’s wrong … forbidden … no
matter how much we want each other … oh God, I do love you … oh
never … not this … darling … don’t tempt me so …!”
But even as she stammered out all the awkward denials, she couldn’t
keep her lust-gazed eyes off his still expanding and lengthening animal
cock. “Ohhhh,” she squealed, hopelessly thrilled and in the grip of a
passion so obscene it was unnamable. “Yes, I love you … you know I do
… but how can we, lover, darling … how can we … oh God, we have
to! I can’t stand it! I’ve got to cum!”
And with this, all last remnants of puritan morality and Catholic
upbringing fled, and Rhonda uttered a sharp, piteous cry of anguished
desire. If only he had made her climax with his tongue, perhaps she
wouldn’t be so vulnerable. But it was too late now to ponder the
imponderable; she was hooked. A mere slave of the flesh to his ardent
canine whims, as she scrambled for the pillows, stacking them high
under her buttocks and hips so that soon her open pelvis was raised
high into the air as if on a dais for a temple goddess, and she rested
back on her shoulders with her glossy red hair spread out like a fan
around her head.
This position forced the burning hot flanges of her cunt to open up in
an oval like a mouth waiting to be tongue-kissed. Beyond those open and
vulnerable portals Cesar could see all of her urgently waiting wetness,
waiting for the plunge of his lust-stiffened member. The redheaded
woman’s eyes glowed with lascivious desire, and then she pulled her
knees back again until they pressed into her erotically tingling
breasts, revealing still further the lewdly raised mound of her flaming
pussy, glistening with molten desire where it lay nakedly spread open
before him.
Rhonda raised her beautiful head to look down between her rising and
falling breasts and open legs at her handsome canine lover, who waited
patiently with his massive shining red cock bobbing with the
instinctual heartbeat of his lust. Beyond that lay his heavy, sperm-
laden testicles that wanted to spurt deeply up inside her waiting
belly. “Yes, Cesar,” she croaked shamelessly. “Fuck me now! I’m ready,
darling!” She reached between her legs and lewdly stroked her middle
finger through her greedily throbbing pussy with a savage erotic
gesture. “Get it in, baby! Hurry, lover!”
Cesar wanted to, but he had been waiting for her to turn over. He had
been trained to fuck women from behind, his paws clutching their soft
fleshy curves as they trembled excitedly under him. He was not familiar
with this new position. But his beautiful mistress was obviously ready
and eager for him, and his own heart was also beating with a sex-crazed
animal heat. Perhaps it was all right this new way!
Cesar whined as he moved hesitantly toward her on the waterbed. He
wasn’t sure he liked this strange bed that moved and gurgled every time
he moved. It made him almost sea-sick, but he couldn’t let that
distract him now! Then, cautiously so as not to lose contact in the
lunge, he mounted between Rhonda’s widespread legs, his canine head
panting hungrily above hers, as his huge jerking penis swung in toward
the streaming heat of her open pussy lips … and finally brushed
against it!
“Ohhhhhh … oh darling … put it in … yes, hurry before I lose my
mind!” Rhonda closed her eyes tightly as if to shut out the terrible
waves of obscene guilt that were flooding her nakedly quivering flesh.
But then her arms were snaking up around his furry muscular body and
she was hugging him close, her softly moistened lips kissing all over
his hairy snout, her tongue stroking obscenely across his. And as he
answered her with his own licking of her passion-twisted features, she
reached down beneath him and her cool slender fingers gently gripped
his slippery hot animal-penis, parting her soft red pubic hair with its
thick beveled tip, and bringing it warmly into the pulsating opening of
her surrendering cunt.
“Oh, in me …” she sighed, as if she were cooing to Bob. “Ohhh,
darling! I need it so bad! Fuck me with it! Hurree! Oh, just the tip’s
inside me now, darling. Fuck it all into your hungry mistress’s cunt.
Hurry! My wonderful, wonderful Cesar!”
The convulsively gasping redhead gripped the dog’s swollen cock with a
hungry passion. It felt as hot and hard as a rigid iron bar and yet
soft and wet at the same time. And suddenly Cesar lurched forward as if
on cue. For moments he had felt her moistly clutching cuntal lips
kissing his cock, nibbling at the fiery red tip like something
possessed, and now he could take no more. He fucked forward with a
primitive, purposeful stroke to satisfy his wildly throbbing animal
lust.
“Ugggghhhh!” Rhonda barked as the huge dog fucked his cock deep inside her.
At last! Her loins and brain were boiling like a witches’
cauldron. His penis rammed up so high into her belly she was afraid it
would come out her throat!
Cesar was squatting partially on his haunches between his mistresses
wide-splayed white thighs humping forward again and again to bury
himself to the hilt in her hotly churning cunt. Each time he thrust,
his sperm-bloated testicles came swinging forward, thumping with an
obscene moist smack into the smooth, widely split crevice of her
buttocks. And then he began pumping into her with the staccato speed of
a wild machine.
“Urrrggghhharrrgggllldaaarling!” the groaning redhead gurgled
ecstatically reeling with pleasure beneath the neighbor’s dog’s
fucking. She felt as if she were already cumming, and her throaty cries
became one long, endless moan of mindless delight as he pistoned
relentlessly up between her legs. For Rhonda there was only Cesar,
deadly earnest reaming of her tender cunt, and nothing else. Her
passion-dilated cuntal passage flowered open like a rose in the hot
summer sun. She would not have denied him anything now. She was totally
enslaved and vulnerable, a helplessly groaning mass of aroused female
flesh, with fulfillment her only direction. She lived for this
excruciating thrill — this electric feeling of being fucked half to
death by this powerful German shepherd.
This was sex at its most primitive and basic level, and she wanted to
wallow in it. He was an animal on all fours, fucking her without
tenderness or patience, but she didn’t care. His lightning thrusts were
so mind-bending it made her teeth chatter and her head spin. She
squirmed and groaned salaciously around his thickly dominating animal-
cock which was despoiling her sacred redheaded beauty, feeling the
entire blood-swollen length of it as it sluiced wetly in and out of her
flaming hot cunt.
Getting her breath momentarily, Rhonda looked down between their lewdly
entwined bodies to watch fascinated as his glistening red dog penis
pistoned rhythmically in and out of her soft, curl-fringed cuntal
mouth, which clung to it lasciviously. Her brain seemed to dissolve
further with each maddening, breath-taking plunge, and she reeled in
the blinding light of taboo animalism. Kicking out her legs, she
wrapped them snugly up around the furry muscles of his powerful back,
and then began undulating her pelvis with a wild salacious grinding
motion, meeting his powerful strokes with lewd ecstatic abandon and
wanton frenzy.
Like one possessed, the naked redhead humped her hotly working loins up at
her German shepherd lover, sliding forward onto his continuously
skewering penis as it plunged deeper and deeper into the tortured
confines of her round little belly. The dog’s furry stomach and loins
battered mercilessly against her milk-white flesh, thudding
resoundingly into her lewdly spread cuntal flesh, his enormous blood-
engorged penis sinking far up into the hot fluid inferno of her wildly
clasping cuntal channel.
Almost unconscious of her actions, Rhonda rotated her buttocks and hips
furiously beneath him with shameless mewls of pure happiness, spiraling
her cunt hungrily up and down around the punishing length of Cesar’s
instinct-driven cock, a blissful cry of anguished joy breaking from her
parted lips.
And then she thought her head was going to explode right off her
shoulders as she sensed her longed-for orgasm coming hurtling towards
her. Its advance signals splayed through her erotically seething loins
like the prickling of a million tiny needles, torturing the pit of her
sensuously shivering belly with the obscene promise of the most
shattering climax she’d ever known!
She seemed to be whining endlessly now, straining and yearning on the
very edge of the steep gorge of her approaching climax, only to feel it
recede from her yet once again, tantalizingly.
“Oh, come on, boy! That’s it, you wonderful dear — oh! OH! Fuck
meeeee!” Her voice cracked with passion as she slavered ecstatically
all over his panting canine face, smothering it with burning moist
kisses. Her loins felt as if they were going to explode into millions
of individual molecules.
Above her, Cesar’s hotly chugging animal heart raged out of control,
hugging and puffing with love for his new redheaded mistress whose long
soft legs were wound so snugly around his swiftly moving back as were
her arms, now, so passionately around his neck. She pleaded with him,
begged and cajoled as she kissed him feverishly, at the same time
thrusting her hugging cuntal walls up onto his aching rod of flesh as
it drove faster and faster in and out between her thighs. The burning
heat of her loins was like a balm to his savagely pumping cock, urging
him madly higher.
“Darling … oh … lick my darling … lick my wonderful tongue …
darling … kiss me … oh … oh …” she begged out of her mind with
lust, her face almost unrecognizably contorted. She opened her mouth to
gasp out something else, and just then the dog’s long, thick wet tongue
thrust into the furnace of her mouth, brushing along her tongue as it
moved to the very back of her throat. And she sucked it wildly,
unbridled bestial passion making her a creature devoid of all reason.
Her toes turned under and everything in her flesh seemed to scream
orgiastically. With the German shepherd’s tongue in her mouth it was as
if he was fucking her there as well as in her madly churning cunt
below. Sob after desperate sob burst from her ovalled lips … this was
it … it … there … and then … then … her first spasm of flesh-
twisting, mind-thrashing orgasm hit her!
Rhonda whined like a mad woman and tried to fight him off, her pelvis
thrashing with uncontrollably sexual bliss. Her loins seemed to
convulse in mid-air, twisting and squirming with excruciating joy, her
cuntal passage undulating and hugging ecstatically over his swiftly
moving dog-cock.
Cesar responded by fucking her yet harder, and then he too was
climaxing — spurting out his hotly scalding animal cum into the depths
of her writhing white belly.
The dog’s tongue withdrew from her greedily sucking mouth and he began
yelping for joy as she flailed her head from side to side, her face
twisted with obscene passion. The bright flash of erotic happiness
Rhonda had ever known blew off inside her like a bursting cannon shot,
burning every last nerve ending in her insanely shuddering body to a
frazzle. The lewd combination of their human-animal cum trickled warmly
back out of her rippling womb around Cesar’s still speeding cock,
flowing down the insides of her bow-string taut thighs as she milked
her furry lover’s penis of every last delicious drop of climactic
sperm.
Rhonda groaned lustfully, her head thick with happiness. She moaned and
sighed softly, her eyes hot and veiled with passion, her legs jerking
convulsively as the last throes of orgasm rippled through her naked
loins. Then her legs fell weakly apart on the bed on either side of his
relaxing hairy flanks. Affection and a hopeless sense of exchanged
wonder flooded her formerly frustrated flesh from the tips of her toes
to the very ends of her long, lustrous red hair.
If this was depraved, it was the most wonderful depravity in the world,
she thought. She was never going to let Cesar go back to Marla — at
least not until Bob was back in town. Back in bed beside her, to be
exact! Shame didn’t even enter into it. A girl needs to be satisfied,
she thought, and sometimes it doesn’t matter who or what does it. Love
and sex can be separated.
She couldn’t remember when she’d felt so relaxed. This was the most
marvelous tranquilizer in the world. Why had the world withheld it from
her for so long? When your body has a need, you don’t deny that need on
the grounds of social taboos, and sex was like a food — you had to
have it in order to survive. Why hadn’t her mother taught her useful
knowledge like that, instead of sending her to ballet school and
forcing her into practicing her piano? Those efforts had never paid
off.
This dog-woman sex was the most marvelous thing in the world. She was
never going to deny it to herself again for as long as she lived. Even
after she and Bob were married.
Cesar’s cum-drenched cock slipped wetly from her semen-flooded cuntal
mouth with a loud wet, sucking noise. She looked down affectionately,
her eyes full of stars, at his glistening deflating cock, heavy with
the moisture of both their orgiastic secretions, sliding slowly from
the red curl-fringed folds of her exhausted but joyously satiated cunt,
the lips of which seemed to be clinging after his softened member as if
they never wanted to let go.
A happy warm glow suffused her body, and everything within her seemed
flooded with pure liquid happiness. She got up on her elbows and took
the German shepherd’s handsome face in her hands.
“I’m sorry I fought you off, darling. Can you ever forgive me?”
He licked at her face in reply, and then at the undersides of her full,
heavy breasts. Rhonda giggled and felt as silly as a schoolgirl.
Life was rich, satisfying and fun. Let other women prove how liberated
they are, thought the satiated redhead. Let them make the money and
struggle through life. As for me, all I want is a comfortable home, a
loving husband with money, a colored TV, and a wonderful dog like Cesar
to keep me company in the afternoons.
Lmao watching all these simps turn on each other as this site crumbles in the absence of their shad daddy has truly been an honor. Come @ me shad simp cucks.
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Can’t wait to see all the fans complain that he’s gone and throw a tantrum.
kik:sahsdud
I’ll do whatever you want
Sissy/dom
19
Unless shits imvolved
kik:sahsdud
I’ll do whatever you want
Unless shits imvolved
We’re all vegetables that ppl dont feel like eating
He lives
The motherfucker is back!!!!
The motherfucker is back!!
He should delete his site
Hey guys, he just posted on twitter, just check his Twitter the link is mentioned in the description.
He dead lol good riddance
He dead lol good riddance
I find some of shad’s stuff vile, and his cigarette fetish is irritating, but I still hope the human being behind the name and the mask is okay!
Shad where are you! We miss you man.
Shadead Man
2020 couldn’t get any worst.
WWIII
Bush Fires
Plague
Cyberpunk delayed til november
Shad is missing
dis nigga ded
Dead man shad?
Ayo my mans dead.
That’s so fucking funny dude hahahahahah omg I’m laughing my ass off
Well lads and lasses, it’s been a good run, but we might just be witnessing the end of an era here today. And despite his flaws and general nonchalance toward his community, I’d attest that Shad made it a fucking good one. Some of Shad’s memes even made it outside of the r34 community, that’s a pretty cool little something to remember. Anyways, whether it all ends with a shitty Corona meme 3 months to late or Shad makes a grand return and keeps this all going for a while longer, this place has made its mark on both the intern and its fans (mainly on our genitalia, but we can talk about that another time).
I sincerely hope this isn’t the end, but if it is, so be it. Here’s to hoping.
Nigga shut yo stupid gay ye ye ass up, worthless bitch mothafucka, nobody gives a fuck about you and yo shirty ass goodbye speech, now get the fuck outta here homeboy, cuz u ain’t worth a damn.
That’s so fucking funny dude hahahahahah omg I’m laughing my ass off
ur white
Get a load of this retard lmao stupid bitch get tf outta here
Why do all faggots try to imitate black culture?
Why is black culture full of faggots?
What part of ‘black culture’ are they imitating?
To nigga u jus need to get to shut straight and start drawing gay black men getting fucked in they booty holes by dogs and horses ya hear mothafucka, do t nobody giv a fuck about all that homophobic straight shit. Jus draw some niggas getting fucked in they asses by horses already, damn.
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This is the last place where u expect to see people care for a stranger
Suck a horse cock faggot ass motherfucker.
shad your dead as fuck u better be makeing like a whole scooby doo story or a nother teen titans
Lol i never comment but i like how the comments are turning wholesome i hope yall have a great day and i hope ur enjoing the break shad, or, if u dont feel well or are sick i hope the best for u and that u get well soon
Hope you’re well.
Miss jerking it to your new stuff, but the many archives have helped.
Stay safe brother.
3000 club woo woo
Hey shad i never commented in here but i just wanna say hey you do you man i hope you are having a great break, i miss jacking off to your shit. Stay safe man!
Did shad get covid
Shad dont even bother reading this racist shitheads. You’re doing great buddy 👍👌
Shut the fuck up you stupid homophobic ass bitch nigga, aint nobody trying to hear yo stupid ass bullshit.
how much you want to bet this is some 13 year old scrawny ass white kid lmao
Suck my fuckin dick bitch, nobody gives a fuck what yo stupid anti-white racist ass has to say, now drink bleach you stupid ass faggot motherfucker.
ok retard
Hey, I hope your break is helping you relax a little. I feel a bit bad that you have to deal with all these aggressive comments. I hope you will be back soon and well rested because I know art is fun hobby for you. When you come back just draw what you like, don’t force yourself to make art you don’t enjoy, you are the one making it after all.
Nigga fuck u I want to see gay afro-headed niggas getting fucked in they booty holes by dogs and horses, get it done mothafucka!
Stfu that’s homophobic and nobody wants to see it, if it ain’t representing the LGBTQ or black cuckold community then get the fuck out. Us black cuckolds need to see our big booty black woman taking horse dicks and white dicks up they big juicy black asses, straight up if you know what Im saying GAY BLACK CUCKS NATTER niiiiiigggggggggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Nigga why u ain’t draw the black traps I begged hundreds of times fo, nigga I ain’t goin away jus cuz u ain’t wanna listen mothafucka. I need to see gay ass black niggas taking the big horse D up they asses big-time, damn it u need to get to ass in line fo the gay black cuckold community.
I think its over boys…
Draw Nicki Minaj breastfeeding white babies while black babies starve to death in the background .
Black traps sucking the sperm out of white bulls penises is so hot, you should totally paint that shad nigga!
Paint Oprah Winfrey and Nicki Minaj getting fucked in the asses by horses, and make em cry too! That’ll show all the racists and homophobes!
Stfu that’s homophobic and nobody wants to see it, if it ain’t representing the LGBTQ or black cuckold community then get the fuck out. Us black cuckolds need to see our big booty black woman taking horse dicks and white dicks up they big juicy black asses, straight up if you know what Im saying
Black guys butts were made for one thing and one thing only…To be fucked and pounded like a freight train by the biggest cocks imaginable, violently and without mercy!!!
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! WHERES THE GODDAMN BLACK TRAPS TAKING IT UP THE ASS MOTHERFUCKER? IM SO SICK OF ALL THESE WHINY LITTLE BITCHES WHO SAY THEY CARE ABOUT WHAT THEIR AUDIENCE WANTS BUT DONT ACTUALLY DO IT, AND ALL I WANT MOTHERFUCKER IS TO SEE GAY BLACK ASS BOOTY NIGGAS GETTING FUCKED HARDCORE UP THEIR GAY BLACK ASSEZ BY THE BIGGEST STRONGEST HORSE COCKS AROUND! NOW YOU BETTER GET YO SHIT STRAIGHT FAM, CUZ IM GETTING TIRED OF YO WHACK ASS NOT DOING WHAT U SUPPOSED TO.
GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH ALL THAT STRAIGHT FEMALE SHIT!!! U IS A HOMOPHOBIC TERRORIST, SHUT YA ASS UP, YA HEAR ME MOTHAFUCKA!!!
Nigga all black people need to get fucked up they gay black ass booty holes from hors cocks, no exceptions and no mercy ya feel me. I don’t giv a fuq who u us or where u from, if u black u need to get fucked in the ass hundreds of times by horse cocks mothafucka! Trus me homeboy, I talked with this jewish farmer dude, an he said that he let u if u want bitch!
Bitch draw some gay black niggas getting fucked in they booty holes by dogs and horses already, gotdamn!
Yo dawg, u boutta see dirty when I fart on yo face and let u lick my black ass booty hole nigggaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Nigga why yo lazy faggot ass ain’t draw no gay ass black mothafucka taking dog dicks up they gay black asses yet?
Yo yo yo, ever since that little prison incident, all I get turned on my is seeing gay ass black men, taking the big d up they asses day and night, 24/7!
Ah yes, as a gay black man, I can remember it like it was yesterday, the first time I ever shoved a White dildo up my ass! It was glorious, trust me it might hurt a little at first, but the more your ass gets used to it, it’s a really beautiful experience that I recommend to anyone reading this who is curious.
If anyone is ever having a bad day, just know that there is a way out, there is hope, don’t you dare turn to drugs or alcohol, instead just dig in your butthole and smell it, trust me it works every time.
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Now that’s a man I’ll proudly kiss
Ah yes, as a gay black man, I can remember it because it was yesterday, the first time I ever shoved a White dildo up my ass! It was glorious, trust me it might hurt a little at first, but the more your ass gets used to it, it’s a really beautiful experience that I recommend to anyone reading this who is curious. By the way if anyone wants to fuck this tight ass here you go. Kik: roboticsamurai21
White dick stuck up inside big gay black booty holes is beautiful, Cum on shad i’m beggin u, I need to see the big white D!
Shad if u ain’t racist or homophobic then why u ain’t draw a black man taking it up his gay dark chocolate 🍫 booty hole on all fours huh, I sick of all this homophobia against black gay’s, bruh start showing some love for the feminine gay black men homie, please, I’ll let you shit on my black face, I begging u shad!
MORE MORE MORE FILL ME WHIT GAY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!
You guys realise shad’s black right? And that the trap stuff isn’t new? He’s been drawing gay stuff for like 6 years at least now!
Fucking homophobes the lot of you…
whatever, faggot
Shad, can we just have a full comic series of this black kid’s slow descend into sissyhood? I’d read it. What about you, fanbase? You read that?
What even is ‘gay?’ you know?
Ah yes, as a black man i remember it because it was yesterday, I remember the first time I shoved a huge White dildo up my black ass. It hurts a little at first but once your ass gets used to it, it’s one of the best feeling ever. Just wrote this for anyone reading who is curious
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Gay black man here, shad I’ve really admired your trap art, but there’s one thing missing, BLACK TRAPS, seriously I want to see a feminine black guy taking it up the ass from his white masters! Love you shad, can’t wait to see your response baby boy!
Why is everyone talking about gay black?
Yo black guys butts were made for one thing and one thing only… To be fucked and pounded like a freight train by the biggest strongest horse cocks imaginable!!!
Hey shad, out of curiosity have you thought about drawing any gay black guys taking it up the butt and down their throats, there are a lot of guys, you can choose from, from various movies and video games, also I love the symbolism in this, and hope you have a trappy new year.
I agree with the comments below, I want to see guys of my race being fucked in the ass too papa shad shad! Use horse cocks and kkk members! Oh dios mio, it makes me hard even just thinking about it! Spank the big dark ass white papi!!!
Awww dis nigga think he a thug just cuz he got a choppa, yo why don’t u draw yoself taking a big black dick up yo ass huh, it don’t make u gay if u injoy it my nig. It break my heart dat u ain’t drawn yoself taking it up the ass shadbitch, I luv u bitch an I need to see u gettin yo cheeks clapped in a prison cell my nig, it make my dick hard evin jus thankin about it nigga. I ain’t playin around I know u gay dat be why u draw so much dick fo, cuz u like dick, and u know u take it up da ass homie jus admit it now fam. Bruh it don’t m8k either 1 of us gay if u injoy it
#ENDHOMOPHOBIA✊
Yo shad, I’m dissapointed that you haven’t drawn any black gay men getting fucked in the ass yet, come on shad, that’s just underrepresenting, you a great artist and I like you, but please draw some gay black guys getting fucked in the ass, it’d really make my day, homeboy!
“stop these gay comments!”
For all your protesting against “gay shit”, you seem really adamant in coming back for more. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMM NIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAA
I swear if you stop making gay comics just because some cunts feel uncomfortable looking at them because they’re not sure about their sexuality I’ll take down my Shad-altar from my closet.
As for those retards themselves, understand that Shad only makes content for gay’s and we thank him for that, he is open minded to us and is not scared of stuff like this, you act even more like faggots when you hate on this content and say “StOpP tHIisS GaAy bLaCk ssHIit” just because you’ve never experimented with your sexuality, that’s pretty sad, man up and put some stuff up your asses you ignorant cunts.
Why do homophobes exist?
I’m a black man that is into fart fetishes. I would sniff a niggas farts all night. If any black boys wanna let me sniff you farts, hmu on Kik big_rain74
Pleeze make little bill as a trap getting fucked in the ass hardcore, while his dad maaturbates to it!
Growing up in the hood taught me dat the best booty in the wirld is gay black ass booty, it smell and taste good, and it’s just right there, u ain’t gotta look far. if u disagree, then u stupid as hell nigga, an u ain’t had reel sex until u stuck yo big white D up a gay black ass niggas booty hole! Now shad I luv u fam, but yo shit is whack, start drawing black traps, trust me gay ass faggot mothafuckas like me will luv u fo it, u dig homeboy! Now who wants to dig in my black booty hole and smell it?
A true thug takes it up the ass from his white masters no questions asked! Y’all bitches wanna complain about “racism” nigga y’all stupid as hell, just get on yo knees and take the big white cock up yo gay black asses like a real man! Tell em shad!
Shad give us gay black men some loving and draw some black traps (which are the hottest) taking it up their asses and down their throats relentlessly!
Nigga this one time when back in highschool, there was this 300 pound fat black nigga in my class, I think his name was Deavon or some shit. Anyway that nigga looked fine as fuck too, with those glasses, he looked like he could have taken 100,000 horse dicks up his ass day and night, 24/7, and you could smell his butt cheese when he walked by. This one time he let out this HUGE ass fart in math class, and nigga let me tell ya my dick was rock hard for the rest of the class!
Yo niggas, I know this sexy black dude who, when he uses public bathrooms, and there’s no toilet paper, he just smile, pull his pants up, and walk out, and boy is it sexy!😁😂😂
Nigga this one time when back in highschool, there was this 300 pound fat black nigga in my class, I think his name was Deavon or some shit. Anyway that nigga looked fine as fuck too, with those glasses, he looked like he could have taken 100,000 horse dicks up his ass day and night, 24/7, and you could smell his butt cheese when he walked by. This one time he let out this HUGE ass fart in math class, and nigga let me tell ya my dick was rock hard for the rest of the class period!
Dude I don’t know about the other people here but I actually wouldn’t mind seeing black traps, this idea that black men are all these masculine thugs is fucking boring, so yeah I actually wouldn’t mind if shad drew some black traps.
Shad why haven’t you drawn any traps lately?
Dude hurry the fuck up, it’s been over 4 days now you stupid cunt!
Nigga where’s the black traps?
RIP shad, I heard about the bottle breaking off in your ass, we told you to stay away from the gay shit, but you where too much of a degenerate fag, so now your dead. Well have fun in Hell…
Dammit shadbitch, quit jacking of to C.P. and draw some gay black guys choking on horse cock already!
Nigga when I use public bathrooms, if there’s no toilet paper, then I just smile and pull my pants up, walk out and enjoy the rest of my black ass day!
Shad has a ballbusting cuckold beastiality fetish.
we have passed 3000!!
will we reach 4000?
Open wide.
Nigga draw yo mama gettin fucked in the ass hardcore by a horse cock and you sicking the sperm out after its done, ya hear mothafucka.
Yo nigga why u ain’t draw yo mama gettin fucked in the ass by a horse yet, shiiiit, it shows would be nice to see that old hag getting what she deserved with her ugly ass.
DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!!!
“Been taking on a bit of work that interests me outside of shadbase so my drawing efforts are divided and ill do simpler styles here again so I can still post something every now and then.”
On this very post he says that he’s not gonna be uploading stuff ’cause he’s doing work.
are you implying that he is doing anything more valuable than posting here?
It just doesn’t work that way.
Suck my dick and lick my balls you fucking cuck.
Luciferian doctrine.
Shad what’s up with you and make genitalia? I mean I know that there’s alot of gay people here, but come on.
Such my dick and lick my balls you fucking cuck.
So how many times did your dad rape you for you to turn out the way you did?
Sorry that that bottle broke off in your ass shad we tried to warn you but you where too much of a degenerate fag and now your dead, enjoy an eternity of grueling agony such that words cannot describe in hell forever.
Shad cook your sperm in kosher cookies and then feed it to your rabbi.
Put you balls on an oven burner at the highest setting and see how long you can last.
Draw a black trap taking a big horse cock up his ass hard!
YAY, shad finally became a follower of Jesus! Wahoo!
Wheres my thicc milfs at shad, starting to go nuts
Shad when he returns: Sorry this panel took so long, was working on it and got carried away. I will post some smaller stuff and try get back to 2 posts a week
Accurate as fuck
After 40 days it will be so detailed it will freeze your computer just loading the image
Be well, Shadman. I wish great and tidings upon your future.
Tetas
Child. Come fourth from exile and break the binds of retribution. The world is dark. Do not go quiet into that silent night.
Cmon u sck fck we need u!
Rest in Peace Shadman, the most disturbed artist out there
over a month no updates Rest In R.I.P.
over a month no updates Rest In R.I.P
I dont think hes coming back this time
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Where are youuuu???
Whack
Woo! We past 3000 comments. Let’s get this to 4000!
Such my dick and lick my balls bitch.
I’m gonna kick your ass!
I sell propane and propane accessories!
In late 2010, at 11:am a man by the name of Hank Hill from Arlen Texas, entered a McDonald’s parking lot and proceeded to walk in to the front of the building with a Glock 17 pistol and a satchel fill of loaded magazines and ammunition which he had snuggled into the country from an unknown country in South America, he proceeded to pull out a pistol which he pointed at the cashiers head and pulled the trigger immediately blood and brains where splattered all over the wall, he then proceeded to shoot and kill several othe resteraunt goers because he said that they used propane instead of charcoal. The police showed up but where quickly gunned down by the propane salesman, the whole ordeal finally ended when he found some employees hiding in the restroom and he quickly raped and killed them, after this he stuck the gun to his temple and calmly said “Yep”. As a result of this the show no longer has any new episodes, all because of the actions of the shows protagonist Hank Hill. R.I.P Henry Rutherford Hill.
Sign the petition and help fulfill the mission.
The truth is that the Zeibatsu corporation was shut down late 2001, from there on out there have been numerous umbrella corporations that have tried to fill a similar role, but not nearly as successful as their previous counterpart. So in short there should be a petition to bring back the Zeibatsu corporation and it’s quality products and services.
Something evil, this way comes.
Ancient astronaut theorists say set yes.
In what way are traps and Phutas gay?
How are traps gay?
How is Phuta gay!?
Phuta is not gay, change my mind.
Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta Phuta!
Oy vey, goyim!
Just post some comics from time to time man. We wanna be sure you’re safe, especially eith this covid stuff going on(no homo)
Pooop
He is only respering his culture, leaving what he created
I, EvaX, humbly submit, a toast, to Nikolas Alexander, for successfully managing to pirate Warcraft 3, so that he may play Defense of The Ancients. Congratulations, Nik. Enjoy your dota.
[sip] [lip smack] ah.
You fuckin suck dude…
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I don’t care about new content, but have been 1 month since the last drawing, are u ok dude?
The pic was uploaded in MID June, NOT end June. Shad changed it about a week ago to make it seem newer.
Is dad shead?
Hope so.
Hey Shadman. Haven’t seen you post in a while.
I hope your doing alright.
I really enjoyed the art but I mostly enjoyed the artist.
Some freedoms are importend, your a reflection of that freedom.
Therefor to me you are importend (No-Homo)
Be well.
FFS you lot must be bored
Some of you people are fucked in the head, wishing him dead cause he hasn’t posted a picture what’s wrong with you.
These comments are now his memorial. Rot in peace shad.
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I’m not even mad, just disappointed
i cant believe shad fucking died
I love how the lowlifes here are resulting to bullying, raids and scare tactics to get Shad to do what they want.
You’re not even fans if you act like this, he does not owe you anything and never will.
Best take a look at your own lives and look what you’re doing with your time.
Imagine penniless simping over a dude artist.
Dat u lol
Lol simp
Simp
DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD
BIG WHITE TRASH