In the Mind of Estelle: So there I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, just staring into my own reflection. I had locked myself in the powder room to put on all of the Gothic BDSM attire I had bought earlier today at a store downtown literally named “SweetSin”. I slowly ran my hands over the black silk and lace corset; my hands wandered slowly up to my perky breasts. I gave them a soft squeeze and then glided my thumbs over each of my nipples that were covered completely by a crisscrossing of black tape. It looked like two X’s over the tops of my small and pale pink nipples. I moved my gaze down to my curvy hips and I admired how the skin tight, blood red, latex pants made my legs appear even more toned. Though the sexiest part of these latex pants, were the fact that they were crotch-less. There was a perfect oval cut out so that my entire cunt and asshole were exposed. Finally I looked slowly down at my feet and smiled to myself as I looked upon the black shiny knee high boots I wore; they had five inch heels. I thought about how I was sure to tower above most of the people in the BDSM club that was located in the basement of club Diamond, and the thought made me chuckle. My stomach started getting this weird feeling; I’d once heard a little girl describe this feeling. She called it having butterflies in her stomach. I was anxious and excited to take Matthew to this club as my… slave. I sighed quietly and slid the index finger of my right hand slowly across my clit, …
A surprise at a wedding.
Me and my friend attended the wedding of one of his old mates and I was pretty much invited along just to keep him company, and it was beautiful, a big fancy wedding, delicious food, and lots, I repeat, lots of great looking women. It seemed pointless me being there because it wasn't long before my friend hooked up with one of the bridesmaids and just left me alone at the bar, sipping on my drink, until low and behold, I caught a cute, petite woman staring at me with a smile on her face, I decided to make a move. We got to chatting and I quickly realised that this girl had an amazing personality as well as being beautiful. She had medium length brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, a rather small body frame, and was slender too, not to mention a fantastic sense of humour, she was just great, and I liked her from the start. A few drinks later things got very deep and she even asked me to dance, I of course agreed and started to make our way to the dance floor, I immediately noticed the height difference between us, me being six foot two, and her being about five foot seven, it was cute. Just as we arrived on the floor the song ended and a slow song came on, the great thing was neither of us minded, and we had a lovely slow dance, I was very happy right now. After a few dances we sat back down and talked again, and after a few more drinks she whispered to me, "I have a room here at this hotel, would you like to come up there with me?", she didn't have to ask me twice. We got up to …
Black co-workers
This is a true story. Yes, I know that one should practice safe sex and I'll never do anything like this crazy again, but it was a spur of the moment thing and alcohol clouded my judgment. What can I say? I am 27 years of age and I was married at 18. I'd never been with another man, until several months ago. I am often teased about my red hair and a slight sprinkling of freckles and my 38-D tits. At my place of employment we work different shifts. There are a lot of blacks working the swing shift, and I've become friends with some of them over the past couple of years. One is an especially good friend. Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We'd k** each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I was so white neither of us could quite imagine what our c***d would look like. Yeah, I know this was a strange relationship, but I was attracted to Jeff and we k**ded all the time like that. Anyway, one night after working the swing shift, we got off at midnight. We joked and flirted about going out to a nightclub. My husband was over until very late visiting his f****y across town and for some reason I decided to take Jeff's joke seriously and accepted his offer to go out, saying that I had time for a couple of drinks. I figured that I would still be home before my husband and I was attracted to Jeff. We went to a local club a mile or so away from work, with a couple of Jeff's friends and Jeff and I sat in the back seat of the car. …
The opening, pt 1
For as long as he could remember, he had always loved the female form. Some of his fondest earliest memories were of time spent with his mother and older sisters, watching them undress and bathe. No one thought anything of it back then – he was the youngest child and only boy and his father was often gone so he was often included where perhaps he would not have otherwise been. When his younger sister came along, she was often left in his care. At that age of 8 he learned to change diapers and with that skill discovered more mysteries of the female form – that secrete dark place hidden between all female's legs – so warm and tight and when handled appropriately, wet. As he grew, so did his excitement at being the first male to open a female's secrets… in 8th grade he started babysitting and a whole new world opened for him. Parents would leave their daughters in his care and be gone for hours at a time. He became adept at manipulating the children, bending them to his will and binding them to secrecy. He had his favorites of course – sweet little emma – he first opened her when she was 6 – so innocent and fresh. He often relived that first time, leading her to the bedroom to change into her pj's. Undressing her was like unwrapping a present really.. first the shoes and socks, then her little pink t-shirt, exposing her smooth immature chest, hiding the promise of what it would become, then her little jeans, sliding down her smooth little legs. And finally, those little white …
Part 7 – A Milestone, I got to watch
Sorry this is so long…. For the next two weeks or so we continued fucking two or three times a day. She would come home from work and tell how many times she got fucked during the day. She would be extra horny if she got fucked late in the afternoon right before she came home. Her supervisor and her supervisor’s boss would not worry about making her cum. They only cared that they dumped their load in her. During the two weeks she would ask me if I knew where we were going to go so I could watch her rub a dick. I would ask her if she was going to make him cum. She would just smile and say maybe, but that would me up to the dick. She would always refer to the “dick”, not the guy or the man, just the “dick”. I thought about where we would got for the deed. I did not really want to take her to any club or bar where they knew us. After listening to her stories, I was afraid it might get out of hand and we could never go back. I was also kind of worried no matter where we went if it got out of hand we would get in trouble. But I was going to figure it out. First I thought we could go out of town to another city. Maybe Galveston, Austin, San Antonio, or Dallas. But that made things more complicated and the anticipation would kill me. Driving for four or five hours and then not really knowing where to go once we got there. I kept trying to think of a special place. Looking back on it, I was over thinking it. Then one day on the way home from work and sitting in stop & go traffic on …
Lange Pornokinio-Geschichte
Da sass ich nun in dem dunklen Filmsaal dieses Sexkinos. Der Film, der vor meinen Augen auf der großen leinwand gezeigt wurde, machte mich gewaltig an. Ein riesiger, dicker schwarzer Schwanz wurde mit aller Gewalt in die behaarte Votze einer dicken, geilen alten Schlampe hinein- und herausgezogen und die Frau schrie in einem fort. : Ja… tiefer….. gibs mir…. mach mich fertig! Meine Hand hatte schon seit ein paar Minuten meinen freigelegten Schwengel fest im Griff.. Ich war froh, daß niemand in meiner Nähe saß, denn ich wollte keine Spanner um mich herum haben. Und so genoß ich es richtig diesen geilen Film zu sehen und mich so richtig fertigzumachen. Das letzte, was ich wollte, war ein geiler Bock, der sich meinen steifen Schwanz zwischen seine Lippen ziehen wollte. Das hatte ich in dem Kino so oft erlebt und mußte dann mich meiner Haut wehren, wenn ein geiler Bock sich meines Schwanzes bemächtigen wollte. Dazu hatte ich wirklich keine Lust. Dieses Kino, so wurde mir erzählt, sei anders wie die anderen Sexshops in der Gegend. Denn dadurch, das es größer war und eine eigene Gay-Arena und Videokabinen besaß, sollten sogar ab und zu gelegentlich Paare vorbeischauen. Die Sitze des Kinos waren in 4 Reihen angeordnet. Jeder Sitz war drehbar nach links und nach rechts. Ich war außer einem anderen Mann in der vordersten Reihe alleiniger Zuschauer. Das Kino war nach einer Seite hin offen und führte hinaus zu einem Gang, in dem sich auch individuelle Kabinen befanden, z.T sogar …
soy Elvi, te cuento como me hice maestra y amante
Hola mi amor, soy Elvi; Por las fotos que recien publique donde muestro en una orgia lesbica y luego con un chico, a mi sobrina, mucho me preguntan como se dio esa situacion, como fue que ella se convirtió a una mujer plena como yo, (pero plena puta je je); veran mas o menos ocurrio asi: Desde chica este nena mi sobrina siempre trato de imitarme, mis gustos por el maquillaje, luego mis vestidos sexys, mis gestos, siempre “es tu fan numero uno” decia mi hermano; yo lo tomaba a broma, pero cierto la comunicación entre ella y yo era muy fuerte; yo veia claramente que esta chiquita cuando creciera, iba a seguir mis mismos pasos, o mas alla todavía. Cuando tenia 15 o 16 años, recuerdo en una fiesta familiar, llevaba yo un vestido muy corot y muy sexy, mis familiares ya me conocen y no dicen nada, peor ahí habia otros invitados, y fui el iman de muchos hombres y chicos, y ancianos, que no me quitaban la vista de encima: a mis muslos, a mis senos descubiertos generosamente por mi gran y generoso escote, mi carita, etc; se acerco mi sobrina y me decia. “Tia elvi, ya viste como los traes? Mira aquellos nomas sonriendose y viendote, estan apostando quien te invita a bailar primero”. Y asi seguia divertida diciendo y viendo como me echaban los perros y me deseaban otros chicos; y me dijo “bueno tia, y mi tio Uli no se enoja que salgas asi, que te miren asi estos hombres, como perros en celo?” y mi respuesta fue “no hija, al contrario, le gusta que otros me deseen, sentirse dueño de …
Couples
Sadi had just left the Johnson's house. She loved the wife with her enormous tits and the husband with his big long thick cock. She had sucked her tits as he fucked Sadi in the ass. Then the wife sucked all the cum from Sadi's wet asshole before she tongue fucked her cunt. The married couple were horny and hot and Sadi had sex with them a lot. They loved Sadi's young body as she just turned eighteen. Sadi chose couples that the wife had huge tits and the hubby had at least nine inches of thick hot cock. John had a ten inch thick meat and Pam had DDD tits with huge nipples and a wet pussy. Pam also loved eating pussy and tongue fucking it and Sadi was a perfect match for her. John was usually good for three good cum loaded fucks and Pam loved sucking the cum put of Sadi's ass and cunt. Sadi's young body was sexy and she had DD tits and a tight cunt that men loved. She loved to fuck as much as any man could handle. She could get as dirty and nasty as any one wanted. In fact she loved it nasty. Today when John had his big cock fucking her ass she had her strap on of twelve very thick inches r****g Pam's asshole as Pam screamed in pain and pleasure. John was slapping Sadi's tits as he fucked her ass harder and harder. The harder he gave her ass the harder she gave it to Pam's ass. The **** scene was a favorite of both women. Pain was a huge turn on and John love to dish out the max in pain. Earlier he had both women on their hands and knees as he used his leather belt over their …
Lesley part 9
Lesley was up early, and in the shower by six. She had slept like a baby and seemed to have had a dream free night. She checked her bum hole and it was back to its previous shape. No after affects from her training last night. She had got the clothes she would wear, out last night, in preparation for her day of expectation. She tried not to think to far ahead, just concentrating on tasks at hand. She pulled her black stockings on, attaching them to a delicate black suspender belt. The panties she had were not her newest pair and she would leave it up to Rob if they were ok. She had a nice mainly white blouse that was see through on the sleeves and not quite so see through in the body. She had a shortish summer dress which was a wrap really, and showed a lot of leg with a split up the side. She felt and looked pretty good. The k**s were shocked at how mum was dressed, as they were used to seeing her in either jeans or her uniform. She dropped them at her dads, not even going in. She didn't want the inquisition as to why she was dressed as she was. The five minute drive to Robs was uneventful and she parked next to Robs car, and walked up to the front door. It was eight o'clock. She knocked at the door, opened it and walked in. Rob was sitting at the dining room table drinking a coffee and reading his morning paper. "Good morning Lesley. I trust you are full of the joys of spring!!! My…you are looking good enough to eat. Haha" he bellowed. "Now give me a …
Texas Panhandle
Celeste is attractive and petite she is the one people equated to dynamite. She is perky and energetic, always the one to have that winning idea and the energy to carry it through. At twenty eight she had risen through the ranks of her company quickly. However, it is on a business trip that her luck took a sudden turn for the worse. Insisting on driving through the vast empty spaces of west Texas is her first mistake. How is she to know that on immensely long stretches of highway you can still get lost? Flat landscapes look all the same no matter how you turn. To add insult to injury her rental car decided to break down. A flat directed her to the side of the road where habit led her to turn off the car. Getting out and checking for a spare led to yet another indication that luck had turned it's back on her… no spare. Standing there along a deserted looking stretch of road, no town in sight, no other car in sight she cursed and kicked at the ground with high heeled pumps. The sun beamed down upon black tar highway as it always did in Texas…hot. She soon is shrugging out of pale blue dress suit jacket and tossing it into the back seat while she sat in the driver's seat contemplating. A turn of the key had left her with the knowledge that the car had become a turncoat. One hand lifted up the mass of dark hair while the other held a client folder to fan pale skin under the lacey camisole blouse she wore. Afternoon is slipping into evening though the heat didn't seem to …
MOM-DAUGHTER FUN
….I had a cool girlfriend. Her mom let us do what we wanted in her room. We didn’t have to sneak around or fuck in secret. I was older than my girlfriend and her mom and I were close to the same age. She seemed to understand and told us both, what we did in Darnell’s bedroom was our private affair. She liked me and I liked her. ….Darnell was a younger version of her mom. Both had great bodies and nice full tits. Dana, her mom, was a school teacher for 9th grade (14 yr olds). We began to talk a lot when Darnell wasn’t around. ….Week after week we talked. She began to slowly talk about how the boys stared at her tits and legs. She was a single mom with no boyfriend and these boys were arousing her at school. She was always able to handle them and keep them in line…but it was very hard at times. …The more she talked about how aroused she got by the end of the week, the more I wanted to fuck her, and solve her problem. We got really tense around each other as she and I looked in each others eyes. …I put my hand on her shoulder. She was not use to being touched as students would get kicked out for touching a teacher. She immediately put her hand on mine and gasp…She whispered: (“we shouldn’t be doing this..”). She quick moved away and took a big breath…. …. I started wearing long shirts or left my shirts out to hide my boners I was getting around her. … As a typical teacher she said: “We have to have a talk“. She said to come over after she left school and we would go in her den …
A Pleasant Saturday Afternoon.
I stripped down to my Gstring and waited in the spacious bathroom for my call. I've done gigs like this before, a dozen guys, one birthday boy, and I put on a bit of a show and suck him off for all to see. I enter the party room and all eyes fall my way. I'm 24yo reasonably fit, my plumbing works ok and I pass as a stripper. I kneel on the cushion placed strategically on the dance floor, the guests all form a circle around me as my target approaches. He's a big unit too, not so much fat but stocky and butch. As we make eye contact I give him the "your a pop star" look. Then cool as a cucumber he drops his shorts steps out of them with one leg kicks them in the air with the other, catches them and throws them to one of his mates in the crowd. It made the moment, everyone laughed and cheered, it really set the mood. His gorgeous eight incher was getting closer, I leaned forward kissed his tummy and said, "I'm glad it's you sir, your welcome to cum in my mouth and we'll put on good show for all your friends." He caught the vibe, he's an exhibitionist anyway. His hardening cock enters my mouth and I start working my moves, the guys around are almost silent, admiring my work as the tempo increases. Then he starts pumping in and out my mouth, half pace. His cock was hard now and it's time for me to concentrate, my mouth is as accommodating as possible as he pumps his magnificence a little faster. The guys all start chanting in unison. "Blow, blow Ringer blow". He didn't let them …
Step-in Sub
I wake up in my bed with the covers off my curvy, naked body. It's so hot already and the sun is shining in through the curtains. I pull the sheet up to cover my eyes and maybe go back to my dreams but my mobile bleeps with my alarm. I shower quickly, put on my swimming costume and then head down to the community pool as it's perfect having an early morning swim and I'm nearly always alone. I throw my towel on a chair and dive in. As I come back up out of the water, I push my long blonde hair out of my bright blue eyes. I see your feet but carry on looking up and see your very sexy body and your handsome smile. You are looking down at me smiling and say, "hello." I smile back, say a shy "hi" in return and swim away. I start doing my lengths and reach the end and pause for a breath. You catch up with me and introduce yourself. "Hi again, I'm Darren, nice to meet you." I hold out my hand and you take it as I say, "Hi, I'm Angie, nice to meet you too." I have a surprised look on my face when you lift my hand to your lips and kiss it. You see my slightly shocked look and smile, saying, "You seem a bit perplexed by what I just did Angie?" "Well Darren, not many people do that nowadays, but thank you," I reply. You float behind me in the pool pushing me closer to the wall, trapping me. Your arms slide underneath mine and hold onto the rail and I can feel them pressing the sides of my breasts. "What are you doing Darren?" I just about whisper as my heart starts to beat faster. Your …
Open Late
In the future, robotics and advanced A.I. become a ubiquitous part of society, aiding mankind in all facets of everyday life. However, they still retained the cold impersonal look of a machine until a new development rocketed over the uncanny valley. Grown rather than built, this new kind of being was made possible by hacking the human genome and combining biology with nanomachines: cyborgs down to the cellular level, but outwardly perfectly human in appearance. Too perfect, in fact. Over concerns of the new artificial people posing as real humans, world governments quickly acted to require that they all be made to possess a clearly visible non-human trait, which was accomplished in a variety of ways by drawing upon both fanciful fiction and animal DNA. Now, they live and work among us, programmed to serve. You can even have sex with them. These are some of their stories. These are the CYBORGANIC BIOROID CHRONICLES "Open Late" by the Perv Otaku The one constant in nearly everybody's life during their student years is a stint working in fast food. I'm no exception. You'd think in this day and age all those kids would have been obsoleted by bioroids, but it turns out restaurants staffed entirely by bioroids are rarer than you'd think. The burger place I work at, it's part of an old national chain, you've heard of it, only has one. I asked my boss, Mr. Walters, about it once. He told me, "Shit, kid, do you have any idea how expensive those things are? She's cost-effective …
Hell of a Wake Up Call
Jesus, what a fucking year, Matt thought to himself as he looked around his new digs. Life had seemed serene for a long time. He felt happy, his wife seemed happy, and they wanted a family. His wife, who he only referred to these days as "that cunt", had been ready for a family and was ready to quit her job and they would live off Matt's salary. He worked as a QA for a pharmaceutical firm, and was able to work from home half the time. It was great because it allowed him to moonlight for other companies. This gave him an income of about $145,000 so they were just fine living in the outskirts of a Denver suburb. They began trying to have a child and did not have much success. A couple of times that cunt thought she was preggo but she always ended up having her Aunt Flo visit and that was that. Concerns began to be aired and it wasn't long before Matt found out he had poor swimmers. He wasn't sterile, but his conception chances were reduced. The doctor told them to go about their business and hope, and if it didn't work, then they could try in vitro or other options. There continued to be a lack of success and that cunt got more and more agitated and began to blame him. It drove him nuts, he couldn't help his swimmers get better, and the stress and anger from that cunt only made it worse. Then after three tense months that cunt started being sweet again. Matt assumed she had realized how silly it was to get angry about it and the stress reduced. Of course though he didn't …
The Stalker: Visit One, Day Three
Author's Note:This Is a home invasion/kidnapp situation. It is not consensual. Just like the first two chapters. Understand this and comment accordingly. I do enjoy comments I am new to writing so any feedback is great. Thank you and enjoy. Sunday Sally woke up having to use the restroom. She turned and was smacked in the face with the reality that she was chained to the monster. She had slept blissfully till now and had been able to forget the events of the last two days, well really only a day and a half. It seemed like it had been a week. She was desperate to relieve herself, but even in her groggy, desperate state she knew if she tried to get out of bed and the monster woke up and he would probably assume she was trying to escape. Sally took a deep breath and touched the monster’s shoulder trying to wake him up. “Sir?, Sir? Please wake up. Sir!” “What? What do you want?” “Sir, I need to go to the bathroom, please Sir?” “God damn it, girl. What time is it?” Mike sat up and looked at his phone that was by the bed out of Sally’s reach. “Ugh 4am? Seriously? Okay let’s go.” Make sat up and took Sally’s cuffed hand into his, and led her into the bathroom and stood next to her as she sat on the toilet. “You may go.” Sally was terrified that there would be repercussions for waking him up in the middle of the night. So she went and was going to reach for the toilet paper, but looked at him instead. He was staring at her hard and expecting, and she knew there would be no quarter …
The naughty f****y pt3
As I pulled onto the campus of the state university, I could feel the anticipation of the moment tingling inside me, mixed up with the horniness I had felt since I'd woken up this morning and called home. There hadn't been much conversation — it's really hard to have a phone conversation with people when they're fucking, especially when it's your husband and daughter gasping and moaning between "Hello" and "How are you?" I had burned up the cell phone minutes, stroking my wet pussy while listening to Jilly and John being swept away by their morning fuck, my daughter nearly screaming into the receiver, "Yesssss! DADDY'S REALLY FUCKING ME GOOOOOOOD, MOMMMM!" As I plunged fingers in and out of my wet snatch, I listened as my husband pumped away with his cock, plunging it in and out of our little girl's cunt with total abandon pretty much as he had done since we'd broke through the walls of taboo and let our fantasies become reality back in early April. I could almost see my handsome man on top of our tall, shapely daughter, ramming that long, thick dick of his into her wet, bald cunt over and over. It made me ache just a little that I couldn't be there, to share his big cock with Jilly, kissing him and kissing her, tasting him inside her pussy, tasting myself on her lips, abandoning all reason and conventional morals as we indulged in sweet i****t over and over! But, I was on a mission…it was my job to bring our last f****y member into our new way of life. I needed and …
Sarah
Sarah had been in Paris for some six months when, out of the blue, I received a call from her asking if she could come and stay with me at my apartment in Rome for a week or two. Of course I said yes. I had not seen Sarah since we left college in Chicago three years previously and went our separate ways. She, with the ultimate aim of becoming a writer, went to work for a small publishing company in New York. I, on the other hand, decided to spend, or some would say waste, a year traveling the world. She was hoping to find her sense of perspective while I was hoping to lose mine. Ironically, in no small measure we both achieved what the other was seeking. Having written a novel and two volumes of short stories, none of which had been favorably received by any of the publishers she had submitted them to, for whatever reason she decided to embark on a stuttering and largely unsatisfactory odyssey as something of a femme fatale. Physically she was perfect for the role, with a sleek torrent of tousled, untamed, shoulder-length ebony hair, moonless and whispering eyes bathed in seduction, vertiginous cheekbones, and full, luxurious lips which seemed to reflect a natural, dark and sun-kissed cherry hue. She had several brief ‘affairs’, which lasted no more than a matter of days before she would make some excuse to end them. She would retreat discreetly into whatever solitary space she could find in a desperate attempt to reclaim her perspective. Having done so, she would exit her …
Hunting the hunters Ch 2
Dale grabbed the tits of the vampiress tied to the bed under him, tickling her nipples while she was still raging about having been marked. "I will disembowel you, fucking pig!" She yelled, furious. "Yes yes, of course", answered him, fondling her tits. "Looks like you didn't lie about not feeling anything." He noticed, not seeing any hardening in her nipples. "How you dare!" She growled, while he moved down inspecting her pussy "I'm Lady Mary Reddington! I have killed more men than you have ever met! How did you dare to fire brand me like cattle?!" "Trust me, Lady Mary Reddington" he answered, with a laughter. "I didn't even start. With a monster like you, I can do literally anything and still not feel guilty. However, I was wondering if your clitoris was numb like your nipples…". The dampyre started tickling her clit, massaging and caressing (not a simple feat considering how hard she was bucking), but after a couple of minutes nothing changed at all. Suddenly, he raised a hand and spanked her on the pussy: this time, he was satisfied to hear a brief gasp. "Oh, so it is still very sensible to pain, isn't it?" He said, lifting his head to look Mary in the eyes. The vampire didn't answer, staring at him with incredible rage. Without a warning, he grabbed her clit and pinched it hard between his fingers, and he could see her clearly clenching her teeth in pain trying to hide it. Dale burst to laughter, moving back to ride her, pinning her down with his weight and putting …
Jamaican Resort Day 6
The next morning at breakfast there was much gossiping about our wanton behavior. We told them nothing with a smile on our face. You were wearing your white see through bikini top and your sarong wrapped lowly on your hips and as usual no underwear. There was a lot of flirting with you. You had fucked all of them and they wanted more. You flirted back touching and leaning into them with your breasts. I saw you rub a single guys thigh and lean your tits onto his arm. Your nipples were poking out and when you shifted in your sarong it was obvious you were naked under it. We needed to make plans for the day. We decided to go to town. I put on a pair of pants and you stayed dressed the way you were. We went to the reception desk and asked for a cab to take us to town and pick us up later. In a few minutes a junker of a car pulled up. He asked where to? We told him we just want look around and have some fun. He took us to a large open air market. He said you can buy anything here. We strolled around shopping until a young dreadlocked guy came up to us and whispered "ganja". We thought why not, we had no schedule. He led us through the crowd occasionally touching your back to guide us. We arrived at a beachside shack. There was reggae music playing and the sweet smell of weed in the air. Another young muscular guy came out and asked how much do we want. I said about a quarter of an ounce. He named a price and I paid it. He went back into the shack and came out with a baggie. We …
The Lonely Wife 9
Chapter 9 The next morning Jack and I fucked before we got out of bed. I was starting feel like a newlywed again. We were in the bathroom getting ready for work when his cell phone buzzed. He read the text message and smiled but then frowned. “What’s wrong Jack?” I asked as I came up behind him “Were you serious last night about being honest about me seeing another woman?” “Yes, if want some pussy on the side it is ok. Remember I’m going fuck some other guys too.” “Well I have a date tonight. So I guess we are going to have our first test of being honest.” He said with some lingering doubt in his mind “Jack, I meant what I said. Enjoy your night. In fact, if you want to spend the night that is alright!” “Thanks, actually I have been working on this one for a while.” He smiled “Really? You going to get some new pussy tonight? Who is she?” “She is the s****r of one of the guys that fucks Sandy.” “Are going to go black?” “I hope so. She is hot. I met her when she followed her b*****r out one night. I had to calm her down. I have been flirting with ever since trying to get her into bed.” He then showed me some pictures on his phone. She was slender with medium sized tits and a nice ass. “She look’s hot. Remember not to wash your cock. I want to see what her pussy tastes like.” “What if I fuck her in the ass instead?” he laughed while I stuck out my tongue My day at work flew by and before I knew it I was on my way home. I was looking forward to a quiet night at home. Jenny …
First Mutual Masturbation
My first time masturbating with a friend occurred when I was 1 6 years old. I can still remember the excitement and nervousness I felt leading up to the event that would take place later that night. Knowing that for the first time in my life I would be showing my dick to another person had me trying to keep my erections under control all night. The day started out normal enough with my friend and myself doing the usual things teen boys do, Riding bikes, playing video games and just hanging out. By late afternoon we ended up back at his house and to look through the boxes of Playboys and Hustlers his dad kept hidden in the garage. We had looked at them together a few times before but only very briefly. Today was going to be different. The rest of his f****y was going to be gone until later that afternoon, so we had the house to ourselves. We each grabbed a few mags, brought them to his room and dug in. After about ten minutes I had a full erection and I was pretty sure he did as well. I didn't want him to see the bulge in my pants so I tried casually shifting my cock through my pocket without him noticing. "Do you have boner?" he asked. A little shocked by the question I didn't say anything for a few seconds. Finally I responded with"yes". He smiled and told me that he did too. He asked me if I ever masturbated and I said yes, so I returned the question and he responded that he did it all the time. We continued asking each other questions about how and where we liked to do …
The Spa Resort
Part I – The Spa Resort Sally and I were both young, just turning 18 but very different sexually. Both of us were innocent-type girls, but Sally was still a virgin with a pale, slight body. She was flat chested by had very large nipples that I used to admire when she showered. She had black pussy hair that was very think but with protruding vagina lips that told of a large clit underneath her "hood" of flesh. I was more of a curvy body type, with larger than normal breasts but very puffy nipples that I used to hate. Our difference was our sexual experiences – I had been already fucked quite a few times, often with guys getting lucky on their first date. I just loved to fuck, but was ashamed of the encounters afterward. Sally, on the other hand, was a virgin but who liked to hear all about my dates. She was a one guy girl looking for the right guy to one day take her viginity. Both of us had full pussy hair, which often our hair peaked well out from our bikinis when we went swimming. Back then, we just had hair and thought nothing of it and this was normal. Mine used to be sticky after each fuck and I always took a shower to "fluff" my pussy back to normal after each date. We went on our senior trip together to place near the beach. There we met this cute guy and girl who told us we should become models. After finally being convinced they were serious, we went along with them to this resort spa where we were warmly welcomed. The head lady at the hotel took our photos then …
my insatiable cravings for cock part 3
what a night so far. only half the night and i have already lost count of howmuch cum i have swallowed and cocks and fists in my cave sized man hole. when i get back to Harvey's house, i am met by harvey and a couple of girls. i thought this was different since i knew harvey was gay. i didnt say anything about that. Harvey told me to get cleaned up as i smelled of cum a mile away. in the bathroom there was an enema bag with a 8 inch life like cock nozzle. i quickly stripped, filled the bag and shoved the cock into my hole with no lube as i was still hanging open anyway. feeling the warm water rush into me felt relaxing . when i was all clean, i looked in the medicine cabinet to see what was in there. the usual stuff with nothing exciting. i did notice a jar of vicks and i thought it might be fun to rub some on my balls and cock. i knew it would burn but that is what excited me. as soon as i rubbed some on i immediately felt the burn and i got erect immediately. this was a new twist to my love of pain. totally naked with a raging hard on, i marched into the living room and inquired what do they have in store for me. after snorting several lines, the girls asked me to kneel in front of them. i thought they wanted me to lick their cunts but i was pleasently suprised when they both whipped out huge cocks. they were transexuasls. this was a treat since i am straight( haha). i swallowed the first cock to the hilt. It tasted delicious with a hint of perfume and on hair. one of hte …
Step-fatherly love Part 4
I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening switching between my SF’s cock and the smaller of the two dildos. My SF would let me suck his cock and then work on my gag reflex with the dildo. He pushed the dildo to the passing point of my tonsils and then held it there so I could get used to it. He told me to relax and time my breathing. So when he pulled the dildo back I would have just enough time to exhale and take a breath; very smoothly and effortlessly like I was instructed. Before I was allowed to go to bed he rewarded me with a huge load of cum. I made sure not to lose a drop. It tasted somewhat salty, but good, and had a very distinct smell that was extremely pleasing to me. It was a taste and smell that I associated with a job well done from that point on, no matter who was feeding me the load. This was the beginning of my life as a submissive, bottom boy who followed instructions like I was told. Eventually it led me to becoming a sex slave for a group of men who held me captive for 8 months of the year that I was their slave. Once I was in my room I continued working with the smaller dildo, pushing it past my tonsils over and over again. I spent that entire night doing this “exercise” (as my SF called it) and the next morning my throat was sore, but in a good way. Throughout the 8 years of my training I would have many different “exercises” that I would be required to perform regularly. The next day when I arrived home from school my SF was waiting for me with …