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Nymphomaniac: An Emily Willis Story

Nymphomaniac: An Emily Willis Story

NYMPHOMANIA: AN EMILY WILLIS STORY
PSYCH PATIENT HAS SEX WITH DOCTORS AFTER GETTING CAUGHT MASTURBATING

SCENE OPENS on Katherine (Emily Willis), a 19-year-old patient, as she is dragged through the halls of the hospital she lives in by a male orderly (Chad White). She is kicking, biting, and screaming in a long straight jacket that envelopes most of her petite frame. Her fuzzy blue socks slip on the floor as she struggles, begging the man to take her back to her room. She promises not to do it again! But the man silently pulls her through a set of double doors and into an empty white room where the chief psychiatrist (Michael Vegas) is quietly waiting for her. The orderly slams her down in a chair in front of him and goes to wait by the doors.

'Katherine,' the psychiatrist begins calmly. 'How many times do we need to go over this? It's a strict rule in this facility that you cannot have sexual intercourse with the other patients!' He leans closely into Katherine's face and stares her down, as she turns her head. 'I'm sorry, doctor,' she whispers. 'I couldn't help myself ... I can't control it.'

The doctor steps back and pulls up a chair to face her. 'Katherine, I fear that your disorder is going to continue to put you in harm's way,' he continues. 'Do you forget what happened a few months ago with the patient in zone B?' Katherine shakes her head and squeezes her eyes shut. Her mind flashes back to the image of a terrifying man behind bars, coaxing her to come inside with him. 'Do you remember the beating? The way he tore you up?' the psychiatrist continues. 'How he nearly took everything away from you? Almost took your life away from you?'

Katherine opens her eyes as tears well up. 'Please don't talk about it,' she begs. 'I can't think about it anymore!' The psychiatrist continues to berate her, suggesting that her nymphomania provoked it, that she is to blame for all her transgressions, that she won't stop no matter how rough it gets, and that one day it'll mean the end of her if she doesn't stick to her treatments like a good girl.

Finally, Katherine screams at the doctor to stop. Covering her ears and crying, she begs to be taken back to her room. The psychiatrist smiles. 'This is your final warning, Katherine,' he says, becoming calm again. 'You will complete your abstinence program, which means no sex, no masturbating, no touching yourself of any kind.' As he makes his final warning, the orderly steps back in and calmly picks Katherine up and carries the nervous woman out of the room.

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Several days later. The orderly is doing his rounds, when he peers in on Katherine's room. She is on the floor by her bed, naked except for her white cotton panties. Her legs are spread wide and the patient is choking herself with one hand while using the other to finger her wet pussy. Authoritatively, the orderly opens the door and storms into the room, chasing the scrambling girl back to her bed. In a panic, she pleads with him not to say anything. She doesn't want to be restrained again. The orderly laughs in her face. 'Well, you should have done what you were told then!' he sneers. 'Now, I'm going to do what I've been told ... and take you back to the doctor. Your actions have consequences, Katherine!' He slams her down on the bed and begins to put her in her jacket, as she begs and pleads for mercy.

CUT TO the white room. The double doors bust open and the restrained girl is tossed on the floor at the feet of her psychiatrist. She cowers beneath him, as the orderly tells him that he caught her masturbating and trying to auto-asphyxiate herself. The psychiatrist shakes his head as she cries out, 'Please, doctor. Please! I am so sorry, I won't do it again. I promise! Please don't send me down to B. Please have mercy!'

He leans in close again, grabbing her chin in his hand. 'I guess this is just who you are, isn't it?' he says condescendingly. 'You'd rather have sex and suffer the consequences than just control yourself?' She shakes anxiously.

Dropping her back to the ground, the psychiatrist begins to slut shame her as he circles the restrained girl. He tells her that she is the one to blame. She keeps provoking her partners. She keeps putting herself in these situations for a reason. It's the violence she craves. The roughness. The patient in B was just a warm up for what she really wants. Men that will hurt her and punish her for the slut that she is. She probably deserves it all.

As he rants, Katherine begins to cry. She is traumatized by her own thoughts and actions and begs her doctor to stop being so cruel. She looks back at the orderly and notices him rubbing himself over his scrubs. He smiles at her. Looking back at the psychiatrist, she reiterates that she can't help it. She can't control herself. 'Are you ready to go back to B? Because we won't protect you this time!' the psychiatrist coos. Katherine pleads for forgiveness. 'Please, please don't make me go back there!' she cries. 'I'll stop, I promise. I won't be able to take it again, doctor. Please I'll do anything you want!'

The psychiatrist and the orderly look at each other and smirk. 'You're such a selfish little nympho,' he says, taking off his jacket. 'You only care about pleasing yourself. What about your partners? Are they pleased when they're through with you and your holes?' Katherine asks what he is talking about. 'You love sex more than anything, don't you? You'd do it with practically anybody, wouldn't you?' he continues, slipping off his shoes.

She looks around confused. 'I have a condition,' she says slowly. 'And what about how we feel?' he asks. 'We have to tolerate your bullshit and disobedience every day ... without any kind of relief. Don't you think you should be a little more grateful to us?' As the psychiatrist says this, both men pull their cocks out of their pants. At first Katherine looks away in shock and closes her eyes. The men move their cocks closer to her face. She bites her lip. She can feel them near and it drives her insane. She starts to writhe in her straight jacket. 'That isn't professional,' she mumbles, her eyes still closed.

The psychiatrist asks if she wants them to remove her straight jacket. She nods nervously. The psychiatrist asks if she wants to be taken back to her room. She nods again, opening her eyes to stare at the cocks surrounding her. She is almost salivating. 'Then you need to be a good girl and let us have a piece of you too ... just like everybody else,' the psychiatrist orders. The orderly chimes in. 'Are you going to agree with your doctor?' he asks. She stares at him, holding his cock, before turning back to the psychiatrist. 'Yes ... sir,' she says slowly, biting her lip and squeezing her legs together on the floor.

Cock Blocked By Mom

Cock Blocked By Mom

Erica Lauren needs to get her divorcee daughter out of the house, so she sets her up on date. But when Michael Vegas arrives, he mistakes Erica for her daughter. Erica is so flattered she can't help but lead Michael on. Michael grabs Erica's ass in the kitchen and she quickly gets lost in the moment. Erica has some of the best sex of her life while her daughter runs around the house getting ready. Looks like Erica won't be getting rid of her daughter any time soon, Michael's cock is too good to share!

You Will Regret This Scene 1

You Will Regret This Scene 1

After a bad breakup, Max (Joanna Angel) gets talked into going to a music festival with her best friend, Tess (Kira Noir) and her bad news boyfriend, Travis (Michael Vegas). A few hours into their road trip, the group of friends pick up a couple of hitchhikers (Abella Danger and Small Hands) heading to the same event. After sundown, their entire plan falls apart – the car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and the wary travelers decide to camp out in the woods until morning. What happens under the cover of darkness will change the course of their entire lives… and yes. They will regret it.

You Will Regret This Scene 3

You Will Regret This Scene 3

After a bad breakup, Max (Joanna Angel) gets talked into going to a music festival with her best friend, Tess (Kira Noir) and her bad news boyfriend, Travis (Michael Vegas). A few hours into their road trip, the group of friends pick up a couple of hitchhikers (Abella Danger and Small Hands) heading to the same event. After sundown, their entire plan falls apart – the car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and the wary travelers decide to camp out in the woods until morning. What happens under the cover of darkness will change the course of their entire lives… and yes. They will regret it.

Face To Face

Face To Face

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Michael Vegas, AVN 2020

FACE TO FACE
WOMAN USES JOB AS REPORTER TO GET CLOSE TO AN ACCUSED PSYCHOPATH

Scene opens on the interior of a car. A young woman, Lois Brown (Whitney Wright), is the sole occupant and driver, and we watch over her shoulder as she pulls up to a house. She stops the car and turns it off. The camera pans down to see that her hands are shaking. She takes a deep breath, steadies herself. 'You can do this,' she says to herself and gets out of the car. She walks up the driveway to the door of the house and hesitates another moment before ringing the doorbell. After a second, the door opens and a man, James Stinson (Michael Vegas), stands there. He looks at her, appraising her in an almost predatory way. 'You must be Lois?' he asks with a tone of wary caution. Yes, and he must be Mr. Stinson, Lois says with a polite and professional smile. Oh, she can call him James, he says. A bit young for a reporter, no? She flashes him a polite, detached smile and says maybe, she's 22 but people always say she has an old soul. He nods and then realizes he's still blocking the doorway - But where are his manners? Please, come in, he says, waving her in. She follows him into the house, a modest, clean and well-kept abode.

So where does she want to do this?, he asks, a hint of discomfort creeping into his voice. Wherever he feels comfortable, she says politely but not warmly... how about the living room?, she suggests. He agrees and they sit down in the living room. He takes a seat and she sits in a chair across from him with a table between them. She takes out her cell phone and opens up a voice recording app. Does he mind if she records this?, Lois asks. No, please do, he doesn't want to be misquoted, he's had enough of that - he chuckles, not because it was funny but to fill the awkward silence following his comment. Great, she says after a pause, pressing the record button on the app and places the phone on the table between them. 'So let's start with the obvious: why now? Why grant your first face-to-face interview to a small college newspaper after all this time not speaking to the press?' Lois asks. He considers the question. Well, it's simple: in all this time, she's not the first reporter to call him on the anniversary of the crime, but she IS the first reporter to call him and tell him that she believes he's not guilty, and offer to tell his side of the story, he says. But he WAS acquitted of the crime he was accused of, so what guilt is he referring to?, Lois probes. As she knows, the case was all over the news, day and night, and even though he was found not guilty, most people believe that he is guilty and the verdict was wrong, James says. Guilty until proven innocent in the public eye, he says bitterly. And he's never been able to shake that stigma, people just don't look at him in the same way since then, he adds resentfully. It's a lonely existence. 'Maybe we can try to dispel some of that stigma once the public hears your side of the story. So I ask you, on the record: Are you guilty?' Lois asks. He smiles sadly back at her. 'Am I guilty?' he asks her. He takes a deep sigh. There is a tense moment of silence. Once again, something dark and predatory flashes across his face. 'Yes...I am,' he says, his smile gone.

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Resuming the interview, Lois looks stunned at James's admission. 'I am guilty...guilty of being in the wrong place at the wrong time,' James clarifies. He happened to be at the club that night, and he happened to be the last person seen with... James says, trailing off, blanking at the victim's name. 'Darlene Davis,' Lois says, enunciating the name carefully. Yes that's right, it was a long time ago...and he has tried to put the whole episode behind him, being at the club that night, being at the wrong place at the wrong time...that ruined his life, James says. So how does he explain Darlene's DNA on his shirt?, Lois probes, adding that the police claim that this happened during the crime. The same way he explained it to the police, with the truth: she had a nosebleed when she was dancing with him, James says. But the press got a hold of that and used that to assume his guilt, he continues. What they didn't bother to report was that she was a known substance user prone to nosebleeds, he says.

'When they came to interview you because they saw you on the club's security footage, you consented to them searching your home, where they discovered the shirt with DNA evidence, which then led to your arrest and trial. If the DNA on the shirt was from an innocent nosebleed as you claim, why didn't you just tell the police about it instead of hiding the shirt for them to find, and for that matter, why did you consent to the search in the first place if you had evidence hidden away that would incriminate you?' Lois asks. Well, because he didn't feel that he had anything to hide, James says smoothly, for example why would he even think that shirt was evidence to a crime at the time unless he was the one who committed it? When he left the woman, she was still alive. But, she continues, if he had nothing to hide, why did he initially lie to the police about where he was after the club that night?, Lois asks skeptically. He didn't have an alibi that night, he just came home alone, and he's seen enough movies to know that it's really easy for cops to pin something on someone who can't account for their whereabouts, so he told them he went to get a burger instead, James says. Stupid mistake, he says regretfully. A stupid mistake that he's replayed over and over in his mind every day since then, he adds. But he can see why that story sounds a little thin right?, Lois asks. Especially since the route he claims to have taken home from the club that night is the least direct way to get home and HAPPENS to be one that doesn't have traffic cams in that area of town, she adds. He looks at her silently. Can she turn off the recording for a moment please?, he asks softly. Oh um, yes, sure, Lois stutters, caught off guard. She turns it off. Lois...he thought that this interview was going to give him the opportunity to shed some light on his innocence, so why does this feel like the same old assumption of guilt that he's used to?, he asks, leaning close to her, resting his elbows on his knees in a vaguely threatening way. 'Because if this is just about pushing my guilt, if you're hiding something from me...we're going to have...a problem,' James says, that same carnivorous look crossing his features again. Lois shifts in her chair nervously. No...it's not about that at all, even though she believes in his innocence, she still has to do her job and ask all the tough questions, she says anxiously. There is a tense moment while he considers her answer. Ok..let's keep going then, he says finally. Lois exhales sharply and resumes recording.

So getting back to the night of the crime: to help clear up any misconceptions, why doesn't he recount that night for her?, Lois suggests gently. Well, he was in the mood to go out, but all of his friends were busy, so he decided to go to the club alone and that's where he met Darlene; they danced for a little while, and then he went home, alone, James says quickly. There's really not much more to explain other than that, he adds. And what was Darlene like?, asks Lois, He doesn't really remember, he only danced with her for a short time and didn't really get to know her, he answers. So he didn't get a sense of her AT ALL?, a sense of what...Darlene was like?, Lois asks. Was she kind, did she seem happy? Why the great interest in Darlene?, James asks, his brow furrowed in suspicion. Just trying to get a sense of the victim is all, Lois says quickly. Hmmm, well he can't really help her there because like he said, he didn't get to know her, James says. But she did have a reputation around the neighborhood, she was known as kind of...he doesn't want to be rude here but...kind of a whore who would do ANYTHING for a fix, he says offhandedly. Upon hearing this, Lois looks a little rattled. At the time, some people were even saying that she...got what she deserved, James says softly. Lois looks a little sick when she hears his last answer and abruptly excuses herself, saying that she has to use the bathroom.

In the bathroom, she splashes water on her face and pats it down with a towel, regaining her composure. Keep it together, almost there, just this one last thing to do, she says to herself, breathing heavily. She takes another moment to steady herself, draws in a deep breath and exits the bathroom. Back in the living room, she goes to sit beside James on the couch. She apologizes for rushing out like that, adding that it must have been something she ate. He tells her not to worry about it. She smiles. What she would like to do now is shift gears and get...inside his head a bit, she says. Is that why she came to sit next to him, because things are about to get...personal?, he asks, with a slightly nervous edge as he looks away from her. Would that be ok?, she asks. He's not sure if getting personal is...a good idea, he says, looking back at her as a sinister expression invades his features for a moment. It passes quickly. Lois clears her throat. She's sure that this is best for the interview, so...is it ok if she continues?, she asks patiently. He nods. Ok, so when he was accused of this horrible crime, how did that make him feel?, she asks. Well...he felt...scared...angry...alone, James says slowly. She can relate, her mother passed away when she was a little girl and she can remember the intense feelings of isolation, like she was the only one in the world who felt these things, Lois says sympathetically. He is surprised to see her turn off the recording. And there were other feelings, other, more...disturbing thoughts that she had that made her feel even more alone, she continues. It was like a...darkness growing inside of her, and it scared her, but she didn't want to run away from it, she wanted to run towards it, she continues. She looks at James in the eyes. 'I think you know exactly what kind of...darkness I'm talking about,' Lois continues softly. 'You share that same darkness inside of you, don't you James?,' she asks. And he acted on that darkness, Lois says. James finally catches on. Does she think that he IS guilty?!, he asks looking betrayed. He thought---James starts, but Lois cuts him off. She doesn't THINK anything: she has ABSOLUTELY no doubt in her mind that he is guilty of this crime, Lois says.

What the fuck--he knew this had to be bullshit, she's just like all the other reporters, James says, getting up from the couch in frustration. That's just it, she's NOT like all the other reporters, Lois says... in a sense, she became a reporter just to get to this moment. To speak with him. Sure, she lied to him about believing that he didn't commit the crime, but she knew that was the only way he'd agree to meet her, and she NEEDED to meet him face to face, she feels that there is a connection, a...bond between them, Lois continues. He didn't- he begins. She waves him off. There's no need to put on any masks anymore, he can be his true self around her. She's here because she wants him to tell her---no, SHOW her, everything about that night, Lois continues breathlessly. She seems to be getting turned on as she speaks, but she exhales sharply as she finishes her last sentence, betraying a nervousness underneath her bluster of passion. This nervousness passes almost immediately, and James is too distracted to notice the subtle inconsistencies in Lois's demeanor. What kind of a sick fucking fantasy is this?! James asks incredulously. It's no fantasy, it's what she came here to share with him, Lois says. No, he can't do that, James says, shaking his head. Please!, Lois says fiercely, grabbing at his shirt. She needs to know!, Lois says feverishly, practically banging on his chest. He pulls her hands away from him. Stop this!, he says, resisting. 'SHOW. ME.' she enunciates firmly, bringing her face inches away from his. He can't resist anymore. 'Is this what you want?! Is THIS WHAT YOU WANT?!' James yells, ripping her blouse open roughly, the buttons hitting the floor. 'Yes, oh god yes,' gasps Lois.

As he tears her clothes off and buries his face hungrily in Lois' pink pussy, Stinson unleashes his inner-maniac. Will Lois get more than she bargained for? Maybe...but what James doesn't know is that Lois has a secret of her own...

BDSM Confidential

BDSM Confidential

When the stunning Lauren Philips' husband goes missing, homicide detective Michael Vegas pays the potential femme fatale a visit for questioning. It doesn't take long for Michael to suspect that Lauren is the prime suspect, and once he tells her that, she breaks down in his lap, confessing that she has a dark secret. She explains that she has a love for BDSM sex, and when she decided to surprise her conservative husband by handcuffing herself to the bed in their newly decorated BDSM bedroom, he left her and never returned. Detective Vegas requests to see the room, for evidence of course, and as soon as Lauren has him inside, she seduces him and the two have intense, kinky sex. Is that the only secret Lauren is hiding, or does she have another surprise in store for the suspicious detective?

Angela By Darkko

Angela By Darkko

We set eyes upon Angela White in a tropical rainforest environment, her voluptuous body glistening under the warm rain cascading down her curves. She teases us in a tight black swimsuit as the water splashes off her massive breasts and drips over her booty. We follow the droplets of water rolling down Angela's gorgeous face, evoking imagery of the bukkake to come. This visually spectacular tease is followed by Angela's biggest blowbang to date! This eight-on-one oral frenzy blends beauty with perversion as Angela deepthroats, strokes and chokes on a barrage of cock. The men swarm around the star on her knees and while one guy facefucks her the rest make use of her huge cleavage, her pumping hands and even her armpits and neck. Things start getting really messy when Angela lays on her back on the couch so that she can get throatfucked upside down. The spit streams down her face ruining her perfect makeup as the men pound her throat. She sucks their balls, rims all their asses and flips around for more deepthroating before she begs for every load of cum.

Cocktoberfest

Cocktoberfest

Leather pants, sausages, and big jugs... no wonder Oktoberfest is the best holiday of the year! Michael Vegas shows up to the festivities excited for a peek at the cute frauleins, and he's not disappointed by pigtailed, blonde babes Emily Right and Pristine Edge! Michael immediately starts misbehaving, spilling his suds over their big tits and peeking up their skirts, but when Emily catches a glimpse of Michael's big sausage she forgives him, because she wants a taste of his thick meat! These horny babes can't get enough of his dick and each other's pussies before they share Michael's cum, making this the best Cocktoberfest ever!

Babysitter 13 - Part 3: Dirty Panties

Babysitter 13 - Part 3: Dirty Panties

Michael Vegas has a thing for his gorgeous babysitter, Karlee Grey, and she doesn't make the crush very easy. Leaving pairs of her panties in his pant pockets, in his own folded clothes, and a variety of other 'surprise' places. Michael has reached his breaking point, his sexual frustration is ready to spill over. After confronting her about the panties one afternoon Michael challenges her to give him a dirty pair, the pair she's wearing right now! Always up for a challenge, Karlee removes her panties and shoves them against a horny, Michael's nose. That's all it takes before he's willing to risk his wife and family for a little taste of Karlee's sweet pussy. The two fuck each other's brains out before he explodes all over the naughty babysitter leaving her just as her panties.

The Luckiest Guy

The Luckiest Guy

THE LUCKIEST GUY
NYMPHO WIFE DOUBLE CREAMPIED BY STRANGER & UNSUSPECTING HUSBAND

SCENE OPENS on a married couple Vanessa (Liv Revamped) and Carl (Donnie Rock), sitting comfortably at a restaurant with a plate of mostly-eaten food and a pair of scotch glasses almost empty, with only the remnants of melting ice cubes remaining. It's clear they've been there for some time already. They are giggling and talking in low voices amongst each other, reminiscing fondly about a trip they took years ago together. Vanessa affectionately touches her husband often as they chat, her hand effortlessly resting on his shoulder, on his hand, on his lap, as she leans in. Clearly she's a warm, physical person. Carl is a bit stiffer, keeping his arms between his legs as he sits and blushing a bit whenever the conversation gets flirty, but he looks like he's having a good time as well. After a half-minute, the waiter Brayden (Michael Vegas) visits their table and asks if they're having a good time. He remarks that they look dressed for a special occasion, and the wife remarks it's their anniversary, holding up her ring with a smile. The waiter congratulates them and asks can get them anything more to eat. 'Oh, no,' the husband exclaims with a laugh, pointing at the plate and saying that they're still making their way through this one. What he doesn't notice is that the wife meanwhile has mouthed the words 'your dick' to the waiter, and then sexily picks up a long-shaped appetizer and licks the tip suggestively. Brayden looks taken aback, but tries to remain professional and ignore what he saw. Carl certainly didn't seem to notice. Brayden stumbles over his next couple of words, but eventually regains his cool and resumes the waiter small talk. He asks how long they've been married. Five years, they exclaim in unison. Vanessa remarks that the traditional anniversary gift for five years is... 'wood,' she says after a brief pause, and after catching Brayden's gaze her eyes move down to the waiter's crotch suggestively. Brayden coughs uncomfortably and his eyes flick to her husband as if to say 'he's sitting right next to you'. Oblivious, Carl remarks that Vanessa got him a gorgeous wooden chess board as a gift, and that he couldn't ask for a better present. Or a better wife. He feels like the luckiest guy in the world. Vanessa looks back to Carl and says something sweet in reply, touching him fondly on the shoulder as if completely innocent. Vanessa straightens up in her chair and says to her husband 'Darling, I think I'd like to spend a few minutes to freshen up a bit before we go back to the house. Um, 'Brayden'?' she says, reading the nameplate on his uniform, 'could you be a dear and top off my husband so he doesn't miss me TOO much while he waits?' Carl laughs warmly. Unbeknownst to him, as his wife goes towards the bathroom Vanessa signals for the waiter to follow her. She walks through the women's bathroom door with the camera following behind, and she confidently waits standing against the wall for several seconds until the door bursts open and the waiter charges into the bathroom. He moves straight towards Vanessa and they collide in a passionate kiss without word or pause.

CUT TO TITLE PLATEThey fuck hard and rough, a raw, frenzied bathroom quickie. Vanessa can't get enough of Brayden's cock and isn't concerned about her husband catching them. As Brayden fucks Vanessa, Carl knocks on the door to check in on his wife since she's been gone so long, which causes Brayden to panic, but Vanessa just motions for him to stay quiet and successfully convinces her husband that everything's fine and she'll be out shortly. She calls out 'I love you!' to Carl before pausing momentarily until he's gone, and then going right back to fucking the waiter. Suddenly, Brayden mentions that he's about to cum -- this catches Vanessa by surprise, and she looks a bit startled as he suddenly and unexpectedly creampies her.

Vanessa is grouchy as she lifts herself off his dick, and pulls some paper towel out of the dispenser to hastily clean up her creampied pussy -- she hadn't told him to cum in her, she complains. Brayden is defensive -- it's not like she had told him NOT to. She tells him to shut up and quickly checks her hair in the mirror before leaving him in the bathroom alone. She heads back to the table and smiles warmly at her husband, asking him if he's ready to head home. He grins innocently. When he gets his beautiful wife home, it's his turn to get lucky, as he sensually fucks Vanessa on their bed. Little does he know, he's not the first guy who's gotten lucky with Vanessa tonight...

Student Bodies 7 - Part 2: Naked Photos!

Student Bodies 7 - Part 2: Naked Photos!

After taking a nude picture of her professor, Paisley Rae realizes he's a lot hotter naked than in clothes and decides that having sex with him to get into her sorority isn't as 'gross' as she initially thought. In the middle of his living room, Paisley evolves from a timid student into a confident, horny woman - surprising both herself and her professor with her sexual prowess. She is more than excited to offer up her tight, wet hole for her professor's throbbing cock and it's a fuckfest that's so hot it promises a repeat.

Cock Chakra

Cock Chakra

The stresses of the modern city have clogged Kira Noir's passages, so she goes to see Michael Vegas for some meditation and relaxation. Welcoming 'Kumani Booty' to his studio, Michael cleanses Kira of her negative energy with some sage, then leaves her to change into something more comfortable. Spying on the ebony hottie, Michael gets an eyeful of her perky tits and bubble butt, then invites her to sit down, put her hands on his knees, and breathe. Coming closer to Michael's exposed cock, Kira pounces and gives him a tantric blowjob. Michael performs yoga while Kira fucks him hard, and by the end of the session, all her passages are clear!

Future Darkly: The White Room

Future Darkly: The White Room

THE WHITE ROOM
SCHOOL GIRLS GET REVENGE ON A VOYEURISTIC BUS DRIVER

SCENE opens on Vincent, a mild-mannered bus driver for George Ivan Junior College. He is driving a group of 18-year-old school girls home from class, as he does every week day. Vincent is a disheveled young man, with horned rimmed glasses and scruffy beard. But he is quiet and keeps to himself, so the students pay him no mind. As the camera wanders past each isle, they chat about their weekend plans, their homework, and the latest class gossip. We study them to get a good look at their matching uniforms, gadgets, and school bags. Vincent drives along silently, keeping his eye on the road as they pass by blocks of industrial buildings, until the last student is dropped off. The pretty girl introduces herself as Aidra. She is sucking a lollipop. 'It's funny,' she tells him, innocently. 'You have driven me home every single day this year, but we've never said a word!' He nods awkwardly. She drops the candy in his garbage and says goodbye. Vincent drives off.

Around the corner, he stops the bus abruptly. Taking out a small locked case from under his seat, he opens it to remove a pair of gloves, tweezers, and a specimen bag. He carefully plucks the candy from the garbage and seals it. Then he gets back in his seat and drives off.

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TEXT PLATE: CHAPTER ONE

Vincent enters his apartment, removing his safety vest and walking through the minimalist living room to a tabletop computer. He turns the computer on and carefully places the specimen on the touchscreen surface. It scans automatically, and a screen pops up. It is the start screen of a virtual reality game called: VIRTUALLY REAL. Vincent hits enter and loads up a new player profile. The profile populates with Aidra's photo and information. He reviews the profile, unchecks the option for 'personality' and hits 'enter' to load her into the game. The game alerts him that he is ready to log on and Vincent places a VR headset over his eyes.

CUT to a white room. A digital version of Aidra slowly wakes up and lifts herself off the ground. She looks around and sees three of her classmates, all sitting cheerfully and silently in their uniforms. She is also fully dressed in her school clothes. Politely, she walks over and asks who they are. Equally polite, each girl responds with her full name, age, and home room number. Aidra smiles and shares her name and age, too. She can't remember her home room for some reason. She asks why they are waiting. One of the classmates, Anna, tells her they are waiting for the General. Aidra seems confused, searching her mind to remember who he is. Another classmate, Audrey chimes in, reminding Aidra that he is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. The third girl, Ashley, says they've been wondering about getting a new girl for a while now but the General is very unpredictable. Aidra takes in all this information eagerly. She doesn't quite understand what is happening, but she knows she wants to be included.

Suddenly the room goes very bright and the General appears. He is the digital version of Vincent, dressed head to toe in a full-scale military uniform. His glasses are off, he is clean shaven, and his hair is slicked back, making him a far more confident and striking man. He marches in front of the girls, as they stand before him. He makes each repeat their name, age, and why they are here. They all eagerly respond that they are here to fuck him. When he comes upon Aidra, he looks her up and down, speaking just like a drill Sargent. He asks the same questions and Aidra responds ... echoing nervously what her classmates had said including asking the General to fuck her. The General smiles and they begin to have sex, while the other schoolgirls watch jealously and try to cut in. BG Sex. When he has cum inside of her, he zips back up his uniform and orders them to wait until he returns. He says 'EXIT' and the room goes bright again.

CUT to a close-up of Vincent taking the VR set off his eyes. He is sweaty and draws a deep breath.

CUT to back inside the game. Aidra crawls over to her original position and sits down. She is exhausted, and her eyeliner is running down her face. She turns to the other girls and asks where she can clean up. Ashley tells her not to worry, she will be fully clean the next time he logs in. 'Logs in?' Aidra asks, confused. 'Yeah,' Ashley says under her breath. 'To this horrible place!'

TEXT PLATE: CHAPTER TWO

Several days later. Vincent is driving the bus, as the students chat loudly in the back with no knowledge of what is happening in his private virtual game. A new girl named Amber sits in the front. She is very quiet and reserved, a stark contrast from the other students. He watches her through his rear-view mirror in fascination. So beautiful and sad looking. He must introduce her to the others. But, when he pulls to the edge of the curb and opens the door, he's surprised that she is the first to get up. 'Wait!' He blurts out. She stares at him coldly in the doorway. 'What?' She asks. 'This is my stop.' He darts in and plucks a hair from her head, pretending to flick something off. Ouch, she cries. 'You ... you just had something in your hair.' He says awkwardly, apologizing. She gingerly rubs the part he pulled and steps off the bus, giving him a weird look as he drives off. His heart racing, he clutches the strands of her hair in his fist as he drives. The students in the back pay no attention.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He sits at his desk, having his liquid dinner and staring at the new profile page on his computer. It's Amber's photo and information. Just as he is about to uncheck her 'personality' option, his smart assistant chimes in to tell him his mother is calling. Vincent begrudgingly accepts the call and starts talking, while absent-mindedly clicking ENTER to complete the setup. Amber's memories are downloaded into the game and it tells him he is ready to log on.

CUT to inside the white room. Amber slowly wakes up to discover that she in a strange, new environment. She looks down at herself in disbelief. She is back in her school uniform. Where is her room? Where are her things? How did she get here? A cluster of four of her classmates lay huddled in the corner. She rushes over to them and wakes them up, asking in a panic if they are ok. They each slowly rise and look around eagerly. 'Is he back?' Anna asks. 'Do we need to get ready?' Audrey chimes in. Aidra is the last to wake. She has been fully rebooted into a fresh uniform. 'Good,' she says cheerfully. 'It feels nice to be clean again.' They all stare at Amber with beaming smiles. 'You girls all go to my new school,' Amber says, suspiciously. 'Is this some kind of prank?' The girls stare at her blankly. Aidra asks her what her name is. Anna asks her age. When Audrey asks for her home room number, Amber cuts her off. She demands to know what is going on. Where are they and how did she get here? She starts to run around the room and bang on the walls. Ashley, who had spoken up to Aidra earlier, quickly rushes over and stops Amber. 'Be quiet,' she whispers. 'He will be here any minute. You don't want to get caught not being happy!' Amber stops dead in her tracks and stares at her. 'Who are you talking about?' She asks nervously.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He says goodbye to his mother and the smart assistant finishes the call. Seeing that his game is ready, Vincent slips on his VR headset.

CUT to the white room, as it goes very bright and the General appears. He finds the girls all standing in a row, including Amber who lingers confused at the end of the line. Sternly, he walks past each of them and has the girls repeat their name, age, homeroom number, and what they are here to do. Amber stares at the man in shock. She knows him from somewhere. When he arrives at her, he gets right up in her face. She shrinks back. Suddenly, there is a very large beep and the General whips his head up. 'God dammit,' he curses and says 'EXIT.' The room goes bright again.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He pulls the VR headset down and stares at his computer. An internal error has caused his servers to crash. As it beeps loudly, he powers down the computer to reboot it.

CUT to the white room. The girls stay frozen in line, waiting for the General to return. Her chest heaving, Amber realizes who the man in the uniform was. 'I know him,' she exclaims to the others. 'That's the creep who drives us to school every day. I recognize his face!' The other girls slowly turn to look at Amber. 'What school?' Anna asks. Amber starts pacing around, looking at the white room and the other girls staring blankly at her. She feels the spot on her head where Vincent had pulled her hair. She goes to Aidra and asks her to repeat her name. You're in my deep learning class,' she says. Aidra seems confused. Then she goes to Audrey. 'And I recognize you too ... we've got the same mentor.' The girl shrugs her shoulders. Amber spins around, gathering her thoughts as the pieces come together. 'This is a blank space,' she whispers to herself. 'When you create a room in virtually real, you always need to skin it. Otherwise, you just get a white room. This motherfucker has put us inside a game!' There is a long silence as the other girls look at each other. Ashley breaks the line and approaches Amber. 'Is that what this is?' she asks quietly, taking comfort in the new girl. 'I could never quite figure that part out.' Amber quickly mobilizes the girls together. 'Listen to me,' she says. 'He's probably hacked it, so that's why you don't remember. But, none of us are actually real. Ok? This is just a video game.'

The girls take in the news with varying degrees of understanding. Ashley sits down, wrapping her arms around her legs. Anna and Audrey look and touch each other. Aidra innocently tells Amber that she doesn't play video games. Feeling around the room, Amber replies that she plays them all the time. And there is always a workaround. She just needs to find it. She goes to Ashley and asks the girl to tell her exactly what happens when the General comes into the game. Not looking up, the defeated Ashley says that they wait for him. He is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. That is the rule. We have to act like we're jealous. Amber shakes her head in disgust. 'I've read online about perverts modding this,' she says. 'That's why they discontinued it last year. Way too easy to create your own digital slaves. It's ok, though, we can break this game pretty easily if we just work together.' Anna asks her how she can be so sure they aren't real. She feels real. Audrey chimes in, saying that she likes where she is. They have a great life. Everyone is so happy. 'That's because you're programmed to be happy,' Amber says. 'No matter how rough he is, you don't feel any pain. Right?' She shakes her head. Amber slaps her hard across the face. Anna gasps but Audrey just takes it with a smile. 'That felt really good,' she says, nervously starting to laugh. Amber tells her that she rests her case. She paces the room. 'If the game only allows him to have one girl at a time, then that might just be how we break it. But, I'm going to need all of you to trust me, ok?' The girls look at each other one final time before each slowly nodding. The gather into a huddle so Amber can explain her plan ... and the camera slowly tracks to one of the white walls to wait.

The room goes very bright and the General wipes the frame. He smiles eagerly at the girls lined up in the exact same row he had left them. Sternly marching back to Amber, he asks her to repeat her name, age, homeroom, and reason she is here. In perfect fake obedience, she tells him. He tells her to get on her knees and service him. One girl only. That is an order. The other girls pout and beg to be included, as they always do, but the General silences them. Amber gets down and unzips his cock from his military pants. She grabs it and looks up at him. 'I really can't wait to suck your dick,' she says with a smile. He shoves it in her face and begins to face fuck her. For the first few minutes of the blowjob, the girls behave as they always have: begging and jealously crawling over each other to get a good look at the General's cock. He seems to really enjoy the extra enthusiasm of his latest school girl. But, suddenly, she stops and orders the girls to join in. They swarm the General and proceed to reverse gang-bang him in a sexual frenzy. BGGGGG. The General is so overwhelmed by the girls that he cannot order them to stand down. Amber eagerly tells them all to try and get the General to make them cum. As they cum, they stagger back behind the action and fall to the floor, disappearing from the game in bright flashes. Finally, the only two people left in the white room are Amber and the General. In a standoff, Amber gets the general to cum all over her face. As soon as his jizz hits her, he realizes what has happened. He starts to run around the room screaming 'EXIT' as Amber masturbates and laughs at him. She orgasms loudly as he collapses to the floor in front of her, banging his head. The room goes very bright.

SMASH CUT to VINCENT, banging his head against his desk. He pulls the VR Headset off in a panic. The tabletop screen is fuzzy. He pounds his fists and throws the headset down in frustration, storming away from the desk.

CUT to Vincent driving the bus. He stares at the road while the school girls chat excitedly in the back. Even though his virtual game has been broken, there is nothing stopping him from starting again. A final exterior shot shows the bus drive off into the distance.

THE END

Donation To The Cause

Donation To The Cause

Determined to keep their fertility clinic open and in need of another prime semen sample, nurse Eliza seduces Doctor Michael into making just one more donation to the cause. But when he expresses reservations, Eliza quickly turns on her seductive charms and before he can resist further, his dick is in her willing mouth. Having lost all sight of reason, Michael and Eliza fuck one another silly on his office desk. With their sweaty bodies pounding into one another, it's only a matter of time before Eliza drains Michael's balls and - another sample has been provided.