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2011-Dec-27 - GIRL BATH

Girl bath. At the top of the hill, me and my mother sat quietly under the lone tree that stood there. So . . .” my mum started, “Have you found your powers useful?” she asked slyly. Oh yeah . . . yeah, they're pretty cool.” I said dumbly. Well, seeing as you've finally started to use your powers there are a few things I should explain.” I looked at her silently. “First of all, there are the powers you already know


You can teleport, but only to places you can physically reach.” I looked at her confused. That means you can’t just jump over the Atlantic Ocean, or onto the wing of a mid-flight plane. Shame,” I grinned. Yes,” she nodded, it is. Also you know you can turn undetectable.” Before I could look confused she continued, That means you can’t be seen, heard, or felt, and that includes heat-scans, life-signs and any other means of finding you. You might as well not be there.” I nodded and she continued. The powers you probably don’t know about are these. First, you have a manipulative voice,” I frowned, “Its a passive ability,” she explained, “Any none mythical being that you talk to will be inclined to do what you ask them,” I was still frowning. That girl, earlier, she wouldn’t have let you shag her so easily if you hadn’t had such a manipulative voice, as it was, you did and so she did what you told her. Oh,” I said, the frown fading, “But what if I want to talk to someone without using the voice?” I asked. It’s just like when you accessed your power to turn invisible,” she said, “Just look a bit deeper and you’ll find it. It’s just like flicking a switch.” I nodded again. Suddenly a though hit me, Mum,” she looked at me encouragingly, “Can you get familiars, you know like on films?” I asked feeling a bit foolish. She stopped to think for a moment, Sort of
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. .” she started, “Your familiar, is basically your power given a physical form.” I could see her thinking through the best way of explaining it. If you chose to have a familiar, you would still have all the power, but you would have to ask your familiar to do it, What if it refused?” I interrupted. Well, technically it can’t, it’s soulbinded so it has to do what you ask it, but it’s still nice to have a familiar that likes you.” She stopped suddenly. “Shit!” she yelled. “Dammit! Sorry Ryan I've really got to go, I’ll tell you some more later. With that she disappeared, and a second later I found myself standing in my room. I glanced at my clock and it said 4:00 so I assumed that we’d somehow skipped the last couple of hours in a few minutes. I would have continued to try and get my head round it but there was a sudden knock at the door and a tentative call. Ryan, Ryan you in there?” I managed to hear through the door. Yeah I'm here,” I replied, “Come in.” I went to open the door but stopped, stunned as one of my old best friends walked through the door. J


. . Je . .
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Jess?” I stammered. Uh huh,” she grinned at my reaction, “You look good,” I tried to mumble a reply but it failed, miserably. I’d last seen Jess in my first year of primary school, between then and my third year my and her struck up an inseparable friendship, despite the whole ‘Boy/Girl cooties/germs’ that was around at our age. Mid-way through our third year she’d left to go down to Cornwall with her aunt and uncle, and my god had she changed since then. Obviously changes were to be expected after a gap almost ten years, but truly she was astonishing. Standing around 5’6 with long shoulder length red hair, her hair was tied back in a classic ponytail. Her eyes were hazel and gleamed whenever she smiled. She was quite fit as well, I didn’t know it then but she had played in midfield for her old school’s football team. Somehow I managed to regain my senses and have an almost normal girl bath conversation, well, I say normal. Wow, what are you doin’ up here?” I asked, Aunt Jan won a competition for a round the world trip,” she smiled faintly, “But it was only for two, so I've come back to stoke for the next three or four months. Wow,” I said. Jess’s mum and dad were multi-millionaire business people and were constantly travelling all over the world. Jess obviously couldn’t have an education like that so they left her with their relatives. So what are you doin’ here?” I asked again, “Like here,” I pointed at the floor to emphasize my point. Oh, yeah, right.” She said grinning, “Jan managed to get me a place in a hostel for teenagers for the next three months,” she paused, still grinning, “It’s here!” she yelled, flinging her arms around me, squeezing my ribs. I've the next room,” she indicated to her left with her thumb. No way!” I said, not believing her. Yeah,” she nodded emphatically, You're kidding?” I asked, my disbelief fading slightly Nope,” she said simply and grabbed my hand, “C’mon,” was all she said as she led me into her room. I was painted white like all the rooms, and was quite similar to mine in its lay out. With a bed against the back wall, a cupboard, a set of draws and desk along the opposite wall (the one with the doorway) and a crate which you could keep your really personal stuff in. Letting go of my hand as we entered her room, she grabbed one of the three suitcases on the floor and flung it onto her bed, Well come on then,” she prompted, “You gonna help or what?” I nodded, Yeah, sure. Where d’you want me to start?” I asked, moving towards the other suitcases, Here,” she pointed, “You do this one,” I moved to the one already on the bed and jess heaved another one onto the bed next to the first. Over the next half hour we caught up with the last seven years. She said it was mostly normal stuff, school and stuff, she’d said. She did tell me when she scored the winning penalty for her teams Cup Final, and when she’d broken her shin. One thing she neglected to mention however was if she’d had any relationships. I decided to pick this up and have a few digs. Sooo .


.” I asked slowly, “You had any friends? Not really,” she started, “I mostly kept myself to myself,” then, “Oooh, you mean . . . oh,” realisation dawned on her face, then worry. Ryan,” she said, “There’s something you should know. What?” I asked quickly, jess was like a sister to me, seeing as my other one now lived in Mt. Olympus. Well . . .” she said hesitantly, Go, on, Umm, I'm lesbian,” she said, sighing. Oh,” I managed, Listen, Ryan, I'm not like weird or anything,” she tried to explain herself as she began to break down. Jess. Jess it’s okay,” I said smiling, What
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. ?” she asked slowly, It’s fine, you are who you are,” I smiled reassuringly, “Honestly, it’s fine. Oh,” she managed, “I thought, well, I dunno, it’s just,” she stuttered, I interrupted her, So how far have you gone?” I asked her, What?” she said stunned, Y’know, how far have you gone?” I said again, Oh right,” slowly, she lifted her hand to her lips, and extending only her index and middle finger to form a V shape, she placed her hand gently against her lips and stuck out her tongue. No way!” I said grinning, No! Way!” I nearly yelled, still grinning, “Really?” I asked more seriously. She nodded. Wow,” I managed. After that revelation, we tried to keep ourselves focused on unpacking her but when I came across something in her second suitcase and pick up a pile of clothes and hummed loudly, to get attention. Well well well,” I said to myself, but loud enough for jess, who was behind me, to hear. “What do we have here?” I asked. Jess looked over and gasped, Hey! Give ‘em here!” she yelled, Using my greater height, I lifted the offending clothing above her reach and read aloud the writing on the first pair. If you’re reading this, then your very lucky.” I read first, stifling a laugh, Hey, give em back!” Jess yelled again, but I could tell she wasn’t actually worried. I threw the first pair of black, folded panties through the air and Jess leapt after them. Insert Tongue Here.” I read off the second pair, and then added sarcastically, “I wonder what an earth that could mean. Ryan,” jess growled menacingly, “If you don’t give them back, What?” I asked grinning, throwing the second pair of white, laced panties behind me, “What are you gonna do eh?” I grinned, reading the third pair. “I’m leaking, please block it with your tongue.” I laughed again and threw the last pair behind me. Now let’s see what else . .
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umf!” mid-sentence Jess launched herself at me, growling as she pinned me to the bed, I warned you!” she growled, half grinning. “Now I'm gonna make you soo sorry,” she was grinning properly now, at least she was until I threw her off of me. Tucking my knees underneath me I flipped her off of me and rolled over so that now I was pinning her. You were saying?” I asked smiling, Well,” she said slowly, “I was saying how great you are,” she said feebly. I thought so,” I said, still grinning like an idiot as I stood and let her up. So? Do you where those all the time?” I asked, No!” she replied simply, turning back to her suitcase. I was about to make another joke, but she turned around before I could, and in her hand was an ultra thin, plain white thong, I usually wear these,” she laughed, then, I snatched them out of her hand and she flung me onto the bed again, pinning me as I laughed. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next day I walked with jess to school and told her about the black cum to latina teachers and students. I left her to pick up her schedule at the reception and we went to our separate lessons. History and German went fairly slowly, luckily with my new powers, I had told Mr. Maher, (German teacher,) to leave me alone
He did and a spent both lessons thinking whether I should tell jess about my powers. At break, I heard something about a girl losing it and running out of class, but I didn’t give it any thought, jess wasn’t like that. French was a lot better than the previous two classes, Ms Cave (Early twenties, large breasts, thin, pale body,) thought we wouldn’t notice her bra-less-ness. Unfortunately, we did, and when I popped two of her buttons on her shirt we truly were given an eye-full. Her breasts seem to expand as the shirt parted, and we were treated to a fleeting glance of her erect nipples, It took a second for her to notice but by then it was too late, every boy was trying to hide a hard-on and most of the girls were giggling, I sat at the back of the class and no-one noticed as I fingered an imaginary pussy under the table. Suddenly Ms Cave lurched forward and put one hand on the table in front of her to steady herself. Her other hand flew to her nether-regions were the tingling sensations flooding through her were coming from. At the back of the class I sat, and closed my eyes, the instant I did, I felt the vaginal walls of a tight pussy envelope my fingers and I felt the juices dribble down my fingers as they pumped in and out. I felt each throb as blood was pumped around her body. Ms. Cave let out a gasp as she felt ghostly fingers enter her leaking twat
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She tried to stagger towards her chair as a mind-blowing orgasm rolled through her body. Oh god!” she yelled I felt juices rush around my fingers as the orgasm tightened her throbbing twat around my fingers. Moisture continued to flood through her as I eased my fingers free of her cunt’s grasp. After two minutes of trying to recover her, with deep, rasping breaths, she stood and looked towards her class. I'm sorry class I don’t know happened then, I'm really terribly sorry,” it was obvious by her face that she knew what happened, and by the reactions of the girls, and a few of the boys, they knew what had happened as well. It was only when one brave lad spoke up and pointed to his own chest that Ms. Cave looked down and saw her half revealed cleavage gazing at the class. At that moment the bell rang and she screeched at us to get out. We complied with all haste, and, as I walked down the corridor and went to look for my friend. I’d been wandering around looking for Jess for around fifteen minutes when I overheard a group of girls talking, . . . and then the new girl just ran off crying.” It was obvious that they weren’t being mean but I couldn’t help myself stomping over there and demanding to know where ‘the new girl’ was. God, moody!” the first of the girls replied, “last I heard she was up by the history block,” she paused then added “You’re too late if you’re tryin’ to get in with her,” the confused looked on my face made her continue, “Apparently Tyler has already got there. groaned inwardly as I nearly ran towards the history block. Tyler was the captain of the schools Y9 football team
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He thinks he’s invincible because of his older cousin in Y10, no-one’s ever had the guts to stand up to the prick, but if he’d even touched Jess, than that would end today. I reached the back of the history block and heard a faint sobbing as I walked around the grassy area behind the girl bath single room buildings. I saw jess holding her face in her hands, tears falling onto the grass. I walked up slowly and sat beside her on the brick wall. The history block was at the back of the school and was secluded by rows of trees. She paid no attention to me so we sat in silence for several minutes before I spoke up, Jess,” I whispered I her ear, “Jess, what happened?” I asked, waiting silently for a response, “Jess, jess you can tell me,” I thought for a moment, “You told me something yesterday,” I said, recalling when she’d told me her sexual habits, “Jess if u can tell me that you can tell me anything. I sat silently waiting for her to respond, then, between sobs, I managed to get the story from her. Apparently, Tyler and his mates had been perving on her since the beginning of the day. During the second lesson Tyler had tried to feel her breast but instead of just grabbing her boob, he tried to force his hand through her buttons, causing several buttons to snap, he pulled his hand back and then her shirt fell from her shoulders. Next, It seemed that the entire class had laughed at her and she’d run from the room with her shirt clutched around her waist. But, according to her that wasn’t the reason she was in tears. Ryan, my boobs are so . . . sob


. .small!” she managed, “There . . . sob


. . like cherry tomatoes compared to some! she sobbed again and broke down in another fit girl bath of tears. When she’d calmed down I took her chin in my hand and looked into her eyes. Jess, there is no way! That your boobs are tiny,” tentatively, I lifted my free hand to her breast, cupping it in my hand I gently pressed against it. Look,” I whispered, “I can’t even fit it in my hand,” (Baring in mind, I was quite tall, and muscled for my age, so my hands were quite big,) “I know some girls I could fit both boobs in my hand,” I applied a tiny bit of pressure and she smiled, faintly, Thanks Ryan,” she smiled and I kissed her gently on the forehead, (Like I might have said, Jess was more like a sister in some ways.) I stood and took her by the hand, There is no way anyone could find fault with your body,” she smiled and wiped the last moisture from her eyes, Thanks Ryan,” she said, looking up towards me, Hey, no problem, it’s what friends do, right?” I asked reassuringly, Yeah,” she nodded, “Except for fondling my breast,” she grinned and I laughed as I saw some of her old self return. Yeah, except that,” I grinned, “Now come on, I need a word with someone, Walking beside me I went to the top yard where Tyler usually played football, and, sure enough, just as we reached the top yard, Tyler violently shoved someone out of the way and smashed the ball against the poor soul in goal. The ball struck the lad in the stomach as he miss-caught it, but Tyler still cheered as if he’d scored a goal, as he watched the boy topple to his knees. Oi!” I yelled across the yard, “Tyler!” one of Tyler’s flunkies waddled towards me, I say waddled because he was definitely wider than he was tall. You don’t speak to Tyler like that,” he grunted Deciding I wasn’t gonna waste my time, I hooked my leg around the back of his knee and shoved, the giant oaf toppled, sending shockwaves across the planet (I'm kidding, but seriously, the kid was huge, like an oval on its side,) I stepped over him and jess skirted round his slowly spreading reserves of fat. Tyler and another two of his cronies were next. Well, if it isn’t the slut,” he mocked, “Ryan, I didn’t expect you to join company with a slut like her.” Her leaned to sneer at her as he continued, “Surely you’ve heard the stories. Yeah,” I nodded as I stepped closer to him, “It’s a shame I knew Jess before you did, otherwise I might have believed you,” confusion flashed across his face, Jess? Oh, you mean slut, sorry mate we’ve renamed her. My brain was screaming to beat him to a pulp, and my power was screaming to fry him to a crisp but I tried to regain control a bit longer. Tyler you really are a piece of shit y’know?” I managed before I head butted him. Now you might think this is an unusual course of action but you should never under estimate the power of a surprise head butt. And you shouldn’t under estimate the power of word of mouth, especially after you’ve just knocked out the toughest kid in the year with your head. I decided to take Jess back to the hostel after dinner and I spent the rest of the day showing her around town. That night I followed the same ritual as I had the other day, turning invisible, and flying out into the night-sky, this time I didn’t go to school, this time, I went towards the house I knew was Hannah’s, the slut who said she’d be good, suffice to say, she lied! I'm really sorry there wasn’t as much sex in this one, I needed to join the story together somehow. Hopefully if all goes well the next one will involve Jess, Rebecca, Heather and Tyler, (you know who you are,) and will pretty much be all sex, as always comments welcome = ) .
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2011-Dec-26 - BLOND LICK SUCK

Blond lick suck. Small Mercies Part I Her I'm late...so late...and yet as I hear your key in the lock, I'm still not ready to go. My sense of time has escaped me tonight. It does that sometimes...and now with your new boss and his many stuffed minions awaiting our arrival I've done the inexcusable once again. I hear you settle heavily on the edge of the bed as I finish pinning my hair and applying my lipstick...pink and understated. I turn
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You are resplendent in your new suit. Italian. Tailored. Expensive. Ordered by you just for this event. I know my role in this delicate dance we are to share. I review as I cross the room, hastily snatching at the clothing that rests impatiently beside you...my naked skin prickling at the thought. I am to be your trophy...an ornament clinging to your arm, a testament to your acceptability among the powerful men who have tentatively opened their ranks to you
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My wardrobe has been chosen accordingly. Demure. Feminine. "Look, but don't touch," it says. I want to be what you need. I feel your eyes on me...worried...impatient, as I grasp my flimsy panties from the waiting pile. Time is the enemy, I think as I feel the cool, black lace slide seductively up my legs, over my thighs toward my hips. The delicious feel of them entices me as they conceal my auburn thatch from your gaze
Are you still watching? I wonder. Are you still impatient? Silently, I turn to face you, attempting to read your statement as I slip my arms through the silken straps of my matching bustier. My nipples harden, their aureoles dark and dusky...a contrast to the pale contours of my lips. Quickly I secure the tiny hooks which bind me, feeling the lift as it molds my breasts, manipulates them...creates a display for your eyes alone. I glance nervously towards you...searching your eyes for a sign. Have I pleased you? Have I erased the impatience from your gaze? Quietly I place my left foot beside you on the bed and begin to unfurl the black, silk stocking, so carefully rolled in my palm, upward...over my calf...my knee...my thigh. I secure it with a satin garter, then turn to repeat the process. I feel your hand grasp my ankle...stroking suggestively along my calf. Are you still impatient, I wonder again...or has your focus wavered...become misdirected? I cross in front of you...long easy strides...and take the small, crystal vial of "Tea Rose" from my vanity table


This is the part you like best...the part you fantasize about. This is worth a pause, a few extra heartbeats in the pulse of the moment. It's not to be rushed. I return to face you, insinuating myself between your splayed thighs, grasping the tiny, tear-shaped flacon between my palms. A "pop"...a small sucking sound. I hear you swallow... hard...your Adam's apple working urgently against the pristine knot of your new power tie. "Hold this for me?" I whisper, thrusting the small, smooth bauble into your palm. "Be careful...don't spill." Silently, I withdraw the stopper, its hard crystalline nipple coated with the muted essence of roses


I place a drop...a single drop on the tip of my finger. Heavy-lidded, my eyes warming to the task...I arch my neck and dab it gently in the hollow of my throat...just a touch... feather-light...soft as silk. Your unencumbered palm brushes against my thigh. I sigh softly. Did the sound touch you in that special place where only I can reach? I dip the stopper once more. Your hand trembles. "Don't spill," I whisper again, as I place a second drop on my manicured digit. Then slowly, your eyes following my every move, I slip my finger between my breasts...so firm...so prominent in their black lace bustier


I hear you groan. "Don't spill," I repeat, my voice a caress. I dip again. This time I part my thighs, raising my foot upward between your stiffening legs, and bringing it to rest on the outside of your hip. A single drop. Pristine and perfect. Slowly my finger lowers, between my parted limbs, and I trail a thin line of the aromatic moisture along my inner thigh. You dip your head, inhaling the heady aroma of sex and roses...your impatience a thing of the past...replaced by a more acute sense of urgency...but I haven't finished...not yet. I dip a final time...one last maddening immersion...and place the small, hard cylinder between my palms. Slowly I begin to roll its moist surface against my flesh...like a child awaiting a treat...coating my skin with its dewy effluent. Why her palms? I hear you wonder, your thoughts almost tangible. Why there? You'll be wondering that all night... I have no doubt of it. When the staunch and staid patrons of this new world to which you aspire are discussing their golf scores this evening... it's my palms that will occupy your thoughts...my palms and the promises they hold. But...I want to be what you need me to be. I've delayed long enough


I need to make an end. We need to be on our way. Quickly I don my blouse, a Victorian confection in antique lace...classic... enigmatic, with a "sweetheart" neckline displaying the full half-moons of my breasts for your approval. Your eyes soften. Uncertainty wafts across your features...vacillation. Perhaps...? But no...I'm determined. This pseudo-social soiree is of great importance to your career. I won't compromise this evening
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I can't. Without pause, I wrap my open skirt around my hips, covering the bare expanse between my bustier and the low, lacy elastic of my panties. It too is vintage, black velvet, buttoned down the front from the heavy leather belt I cinch around my waist, to the full sweep of the hem hovering just above my ankles. I secure the buttons as far as the knee, but leave the remaining undone. A peek. A seduction
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"Look, but don't touch." I complete the ensemble with a final touch...a velvet choker. Is it a symbol perhaps...a reminder of the hand that gave it to me...the man that gave it to me? I smooth my clothing with my fingers, watching lust and obligation warring behind your eyelids. I have only my boots remaining now. High heeled. High buttoned. Calf-length black leather. I slip my foot hesitantly into the right, and retrieve the antique button hook from the vanity. Grasping the bulbous, wooden handle in my palm, I deftly insert the hook into the tiny aperture. With a flip of the wrist, the gap begins to diminish
Button-hooked. I continue thusly, until the dozen or so pearly closures are securely in place, then pull on my left boot to repeat the procedure. "No," you mutter thickly. "Come here. Let me." I am uncertain. There is no time. No time...but I obey. Once again I stand between your outstretched thighs...wondering...wondering. Your hand penetrates the slit in my skirt and grasps my knee. I quiver. Gently...but brooking no resistance, you part my thighs and place my foot on the bed between your legs
Your palm extends. "Button hook?" you rasp. I feel your hands on my calf...holding me in place...inserting the hook into the butter-soft leather again and again. My breathing becomes ragged and uneven...moisture flows unbidden...drenching my auburn curls. Higher...higher. My thighs, open and vulnerable, begin to shiver beneath your touch. No time. No time. No. Time. They reach my knee, your task complete, but still you hold me fast. "Dan?" I ask. A question? A plea? Your eyes, smoky and glazed, form a response that no words could approximate. Slowly I feel the button hook trace a flaming trail along my inner thigh, its bulbous, wooden handle still pressed tightly into your palm. I shiver once again. You wouldn't. You couldn't. The thin metallic shaft gently nudges the fragile elastic perimeter of my panties. I feel it turn in your hand, the wooden knob warm against my quivering flesh. My knees become weak
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I brace myself against your shoulders. "Dan?" I try to whisper once more, but the word dies silently in my throat... desperation unanswered. And then I hear the instrument of my torment thud heavily to the carpet beneath my quaking form. Relieved, I begin to pull away. "No," you rasp, your voice heavy with need. "Not yet. Are you wet?" My lips move incoherently, but words fail me. I'm helpless to respond...mute...a prisoner. Slowly you insinuate your index finger beneath the elastic...tracing the outline of my wet and dripping chasm. You smile. You stroke. Then, in one swift, penetrating thrust, you plunge your finger deep within my quivering core. I gasp...begin to fall...but you wrap your free arm around my waist and hold me fast and unmoving as your finger continues its maddening exploration. Then, just as my world begins to fall apart...to shatter into a million crystalline fragments..


you withdraw. I whimper as you raise your glistening digit to your lips, the residual void a physical torment. "Not yet," you whisper, watching my hunger engulf me. "I want you to think of me this evening...to think, and feel, and...anticipate." But I need something...anything...a balm to sooth the ache you have awakened in me. I take your hand. "Let me...please," I ask, my voice primal with desperation. Gently, greedily, I raise your finger to my mouth, stroking its length with my tongue, drawing it deeply between my parted lips. The taste...a little you...a lot of me, dissolves against my palate. "We're late," I whisper
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"I have to let go now." You nod, the gentle pressure of my mouth lingering on the tip of your finger...and...(what's that?)...a tiny smudge of pink lipstick carelessly smeared across the pad. I reach to wipe it off, but you draw away. "No," you respond. "Leave it there. I want to remember you, and this, until we get home." I blush. Your words penetrate deeper than your wayward digit ever could. I want to be what you need tonight. I need to be what you want. I want... I want... I need... Part II Him I take your hand and lead you to the car, apparently all sense of distraction at our earlier encounter erased
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We walk with easy strides to the door, and then you take my arm as we head outside. Our chariot awaits, a new purchase with the signing bonus from my new company, a gleaming black Mercedes, luxuriously appointed with a leather interior, something that made your mouth water last night as I mentioned, oh so casually, what that leather might feel like against certain elements of your anatomy, should they come into direct, bare contact one with the other. Always the gentleman, I open your door, and stare directly at the leg briefly exposed to my view as you quietly seat yourself in the car, your hands running along the seat beside you. Knowing your weakness for the touch of leather on your skin, in fact the touch of any material on your skin if properly applied, I smile to myself, knowing that such information may yet come into greater use in our future. I walk to my side of the car, proud of the woman I take with me tonight. I smile wider at my choice of words, since taking you is ultimately my goal for the evening, to see your body shake and tremble as your control crumbles and the remnants are mine to devour. Voracious is a word you used to describe me once, then I reminded you that my appetite knows satisfaction in only one dish, at which point you laughed, a sound quickly turning to a groan as my...but such a reminiscence is not yet ready to be savored. We have an appointment to keep. I get in, starting the car and we pull from the driveway. I look over at you as we go along, and we smile at each other, until I raise my finger to my lips and lick it gently, and your eyes flutter as your hands move involuntarily to the front of your skirt. Then you feel my hand grasping your wrists as I speak. "Not now. Wait." You groan at this, and I see your knuckles whiten slightly as you grip the seat next to you, wanting to do more, knowing that yes, indeed, waiting is best. We arrive, and the gathering is buzzing with the predictable smattering of wit nearly smothered by the obvious posturing of my colleagues. Hired as a creative director for their public relations and communications department, I know that this will never be a world entirely to our liking
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But the contacts made here will serve us both well, as the draft of your first novel is nearly complete, and the work has begun on our collaboration on an anthology sure to be a bestseller. We mingle, two creative minds veiled in our proper attire and polite conversation, as dinner is soon served. One thing that can be said for this company is that it is not entirely bound by traditional dining experiences, as each couple is seated in fairly private booths around the restaurant hired for the evening. They wish their new employees to feel welcome, but do realize that allowing them to be somewhat separated from each other will make them more comfortable. There will be times to meet with clients at mass gatherings of nearly anonymous people, but now is not such a time. We sit side by side, perusing the menu, as I lean in to gently place my lips at your neck. You blush, muttering something about the people around us, but you know you enjoy it completely. Regardless, no one except the waiter can really see us in this little nook. Then you feel my hand reach for a button on your skirt


You place your hand over mine, saying no, but I look in your eyes. "Trust me. The tablecloth reaches almost to the floor...no one is looking, and they could be standing right there, you could be naked from the waist down, and no one would be the wiser." You relax, but only for a moment, as the first two buttons from your knee are undone, and my hand does not stop its work. Soon they are undone to just above the bottom of your panties, and your breathing has quickened considerably. I see our waiter a few tables away yet, taking orders for wine, and stop, but my hand is cupping against the front of your panty clad entrance, and my middle finger slides down and presses them in gently. Then our waiter is here, and I remove my finger, but my hand stays in place. I order a bottle of Zinfandel, knowing your penchant for a Mexican vintage of slightly more intoxicating properties, but also aware of the possibilities yet to come. You glance around nervously, but your legs, instead of closing against my ministrations, have somehow opened wider, and I slip the tip of my finger around your panties, as at last they touch the heat that I have been feeling for the last few minutes. You gasp, quietly, as I slip into your wetness, and begin to gently stroke you


Another finger slips within, and you grind against them a little. I whisper caution, as we don't wish to cause any undue disturbance here. I look at you, my right hand casually raising a glass of water to my lips, talking to you all the while, as you struggle to maintain a statement of normalcy. But you nearly fail, as the pressure of my fingers has stoked once again the barely banked fires of passion that we crafted before leaving the house for this evening. The wine arrives, and the waiter hands me the cork for my approval. I take it in my left hand, extricating myself from your panties, and sniff it. My fingers grasp it, and the scent of your moisture is wafted toward my nostrils along with the product of the vineyards. "Excellent," I declare, and he pours 2 glasses, replacing the cork in the bottle as he goes. I sip from my glass, and you do from yours, until I take the cork from the bottle in my left hand and slide it below the table again. You look at me, eyes widening as you begin to suspect my next destination. I nod gently, and your legs open beneath my touch again. You know I have no interest in placing anything but me inside you, but that doesn't mean I won't tease you at all
The cork moves inside the nearly non-existent panties, as I slide it against your lips, now nearly flooded with your anticipation. Up, and down, you feel it rasping against you, then it is removed, and I place it under my nose again. "Delicious. A heady bouquet that could overpower, but yet remains intriguingly subtle." You smile, and then our dinner arrives soon after. Throughout the meal, I look at you, and you glance around nervously from time to time. Without my touch, you have recalled your state, and the others around us


I decide to distract you once more. I take from my plate a slice of chicken breast, and, taking it from my fork, it begins its journey once again to your waiting center. You look at me, a half smile on your face, knowing that such as small piece of meat will barely register sensation, but you still breathe in sharply as it brushes your lips again, as my fingers coax your moisture along it. I raise it again, and, placing it on my fork, I stare at it, noting the glistening "sauce" that now coats its surface. I take a bite, and close my eyes, savoring the taste of you mingling with the chicken in my mouth. I offer it to you, and your mouth opens, but then I smile, and finish the last of it myself. I tell you to button your skirt again, as it is about time for us to leave. You do, but leave a couple buttons undone...our dinner has left you a bit more daring than when we arrived, and so a bit more of you will be obvious to anyone noting our departure. And they will, as you and I together make a rather striking couple, one in which onlookers are aware of our shared passions and joys
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You take my arm, and we stand for a moment as you adjust your breathing, as the teasing through dinner has left you a bit breathless with both the efforts and the anticipation of what yet is to come. We drive home, our hands locked together, and you seek to bring our joined hands to the front of you again, but I shake my head, pulling you away again, and you moan, nearly whining, until I remind you that the waiting draws the beauty out of passion. Part III Her I sit beside you, in your fine new car, clothed in your fine new suit...so cool...so controlled, but I can remember, not so many hours before when your blond lick suck control was not so complete. I smile and touch my finger to my lips. Is that little dab of pink still there, I wonder...on the tip of your finger? Your smirk tells me that you think you have the upper hand here. Well, maybe you have...but all that can change. You gently touch my thigh, exposed from my efforts to slide into the front seat after releasing so many buttons. You smile as you watch me squirm...telling me once again that I must wait...wait...wait. But I have other plans...ones that may change your mind... Deftly, I lift my purse from the floor where it rests, discarded in my discomfiture, and take a tissue from the tiny, slitted palm-sized package. Then, raising it to my lips, I begin to dab...ever so gently, until you shift your gaze... wondering what I have in mind. I smile...an enigmatic smile...the game is afoot. I dab again...and again until I'm sure that all of my lipstick has been removed, and my lips are as naked as you'd like me to be. Then...a twinkle in my eye...my hand strays to the smooth finish of your slacks, tracing the sharp crease upward to the union of leg and hip
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I lean back against the seat...a sigh...and gently slip my fingers inward toward the hard pulse that I know I'll find within. So...you want me to wait, I think...well...let's see how adept you are at the "waiting game". "Sarah?" you question, your composure beginning to unravel. "I'm trying to drive..." My hand strays to your zipper...a soft zzzz...and freedom. "I know," I reply. "...So am I." You shift your focus...distracted...unsure. I have you now...and I know it. Confidently...my purpose foremost in my mind, I slip my hand inside of your silk boxers and secure my prize. The car swerves. "Keep your eyes on the road, my Love," I whisper. "Leave this in better hands." I watch as you grip the wheel, your fingers drumming nervously on the round firmness of it
Then, scooting my velvet derriere all the way toward the passenger door, I lean toward you and release your manhood from its silken prison. You gasp. "Sarah?" you question. "Now...here?" I smile once again. "Yes," I reply, "...to both questions." A red light blinks at the intersection in front of you...the car halts...and I gently take you between my lips. You stroke the wheel...feeling its convolutions flow beneath your fingers...but it's not enough. You close your eyes and lean heavily back against the fine Corinthian leather of this magnificent, luxurious automobile. I begin to lick...lightly at first, then with added determination. You groan. A car honks behind us...a driver shouts. What is that he's calling you? You don't care...not this time. Let him get his own... The car moved forward...jerkily at first..


and I take you deeply into my throat...relishing your taste... devouring you as I nestle between your quivering thighs. Your right hand reaches down to stroke my hair, still bound softly atop my head. "Sarah...we can't," you murmur, but your hand, sliding down to grasp the back of my neck says otherwise. I feel your fingers diving into my coiffure...urging me against you...stiffening with restraint. A hairpin? You give it a tug. And another? And yet another? Soon you feel the weight of my hair, silken soft...wildly abandoned, fall against your leg, and my face vanishes from view. Was that a stop sign? You missed it! You swell with an urgency unimagined only a few scant minutes before. Your driving has become erratic. I can see the police report now. Do you still want me to wait? Do you? My lips...lost in a mass of red strands, continue to move against you...sucking gently..
teasing... testing your determination...your control. I swirl my tongue around your hardened shaft...your fingers close painfully around a fistful of my hair. "OH!" I cry out. You're not quite as under control as I'd imagined...but we still have a few blocks to go. There's still time...victory is still within my grasp...my lips. I redouble my efforts, the soft pant of my breath warming the fabric of your suit, the leather upon which you sit...and then I taste the first tiny drops of your defeat escape tentatively against my tongue. The car halts, and I feel you grasp my hair...tugging me from the scene of my "crime". "We're here," you murmur huskily. "Now, it's my turn." Your words reverberate against my flesh. "My turn," you repeat, sliding across the seat and pressing me intimately against the passenger door. I feel your finger, blunt and demanding, insinuating itself beneath my collar...my velvet bond...set in place the day you gave it to me... invisibly present ever since. You pull me toward you, immobile, your tongue trailing across my cheek. Consuming. "Sarah Rose," you whisper against my throat, "You're going to need a 'safe word' tonight." My eyes shift and widen


A "safe word"? I'm confused. My uncertainty shows, and you smile. My reaction stimulates you, and I feel your finger curl against my throat, reveling in the rapid beating of my pulse. "A 'safe word", Sarah Rose," you repeat, using my full name, the one most likely to evoke my childlike obedience...the one most likely to call forth my unquestioning submission to your every whim. "You'll need one tonight. It's the only thing that will halt the 'game'...not tears...not pleas...not the passionate screams that you utter so freely when we're together." You lean closer, and mutter a word...a single word into my ear, your voice heavy with purpose. "Say it, Sarah Rose," you demand, your voice carrying a message I dare not resist. "I want to hear you say it." I swallow...hard...feeling your finger releasing my choker to trail possessively down the front of my blouse...ever downward to the gaping slit in my skirt. Your hand slides between my thighs, and I hear the impatience in your voice, as you demand once again: "Say it...now." My lips begin to form the syllables, to do as I've been bidden, but wordless acquiescence is the only response I'm capable of giving. My chest tightens, my head begins to pound. Have I forgotten to breathe? I feel your thumb pressing heavily against the lacy barrier of my quivering mound...my eyes close, and I try once again. "Mercy," I whisper...as my breath escapes audibly into the leather-bound space around me...my voice strained and alien. "Mercy." Your hand vanishes. A door opens...a slight breeze...and you're gone. I feel my door, my sole support, open behind me...your arms the only thing between my body and the pavement below
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Gently...your eyes heavy-lidded, you lead me to the threshold. Mercy. ...my mind prods the word, Mercy. ...caresses it, Mercy. ...clings to it. Mercy....... Part IV Him "My turn." I hear my own words echoing in my mind. On the threshold, I quickly pull you to me, my thigh moving rapidly between your legs as my arms crush you to me. You gasp, but are quickly silenced by my lips as they devour yours, our tongues battling there as you instinctively move against me. I walk you inside, still kissing, my arms lifting your feet from the ground. Despite your skirt, your legs move up to wrap around my waist. As we step inside the door, I push you against the wall, and you can feel my hardness against you, as through our clothing my body finds yours and we begin to grind against each other. Mindful of the expensive nature of both our clothing, but still wishing to not delay, I push you away from me
You stand, panting, your thighs lewdly splayed, as your hand reaches up and further unbuttons your skirt. I stop you, spinning you around and putting your face to the wall. Your hands caress the smooth plaster and I step behind you. I push your legs together as you squirm at my touch, then all is revealed to your questioning mind as my fingers find the hem of your panties and I tear them off of you. You gasp as you feel the soft tug against your flesh, but flimsy as they are, there is not much resistance. Then I grab each one of your wrists, pulling them behind your back and securing them to each other with the remnants of the torn material. You cringe a little, almost afraid at this new development, but I whisper in your ear. "Hush, my love. You are mine to enjoy, mine for my pleasure
But you are also mine to love, and I will never hurt you." You relax, instinctively knowing such things, but still apprehensive about something new, even though new things for us always mean new pleasures. I turn you to face me, but quickly your view is blocked by a silken blindfold produced from a hidden pocket in my coat, knowing that our arrival home would be followed quickly by such an encounter. You feel my hands begin to undo the belt at your waist, followed quickly by the skirt. Then, each button of your blouse is undone, and it too is pushed aside, bunching at your bound hands. You arch your back, knowing instinctively what your bustier has done to the curve of your breasts, and knowing that I cannot resist them completely. But I do, at least for now. You hear me sliding something from another jacket pocket, and soon you sense the bindings of your bustier being loosened, one by one. Then the coolness of the air in the house hits your skin, as you realize that your bustier has been cut away from you, and your nipples harden at the thought of both your naked state and what I plan to do with it. I soon cut away the blouse too, promising to replace it soon, on one of our memorable shopping trips. Then I step back, and watch you, breasts heaving, legs wide, and your hands squirming to free themselves of the bond of their restraints


I see your head turning to where you think I am, and your tongue leaves your lips, tracing a path from side to side, so gently, as you wonder what will come next. I too wonder, but I would rather ponder you for the moment...your stocking clad legs spread for me. I can see the moisture that has been building as a bit of it breaks free and begins it slow path down your inner thigh. I track its path, knowing that soon my tongue will be following that same path to its source. I tell you this, about the moisture you can feel and the tongue that you can imagine, and I notice your nipples hardening again ever so slightly at the thought. I watch you lick your lips as you hoarsely speak. "What now?" I chuckle. "Great and wonderful things, my love." Then I step to you, and our lips meet, our tongues battling as we kiss. My hands do not caress you, and you whimper, straining for touch. But touch will come


Yes, it will come. You stand before me, as anticipation tinged with a slight unknowing fear washes electric across your skin. Your mind is at battle again with your desires, telling you that yes, tonight will be one for the ages as they say, but wondering if now would be the time to cry, "Mercy," bringing us back to events better understood, yet less inviting, less tempting in the ways of forbidden pleasures. For it is pleasure that we share, knowing that within us lies one of the other, a body and mind only complete when joined in intimate carnal bliss. You feel my fingers along your choker, the velvet transmitting my touch in muted tones, but still loudly proclaiming to your body what my intentions are for you, for tonight and many nights to come. In its center, at the hollow of your neck, is centered a ring, deceptively delicate in its construction, yet strong enough to withstand a great deal of stress. You smile at the memory of my explaining the nature of the velvet choker, and its attached ring
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You asked me then what its uses were, but I only smiled, and walked away. You trembled then, for you could guess what lay ahead. Yes, guess, but perhaps even your adventurous mind could not begin to open itself to what I have planned for you. And you tremble now as you did then, for again you are afraid of yourself, knowing that there is little you will not endure for the sake of pleasure. For pleasure, like a great many things in your life, is part of the ritual, a sense of purpose with which you do nearly everything. And this is the "why" for tonight, for tonight I wish to take you...no, take us, somewhere as yet only discussed in the purest hypothetical verbiage. I speak... "Tonight begins a journey, my love...a journey that has no foreseeable end, but has many branches along the way. Until now we have played at games, games that will lead to an ultimate game...tonight. Tonight you will be mine in ways you and I have only begun to imagine
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Tonight I am not your lover, the man who shares your bed. Tonight, until you cry "Mercy," I am your Master. I am your whole world...I am the answer to your every need, your every desire...I am the only one who you will ever want inside you. And I will be inside you in every way. But I am not merely going to use you for my pleasure. I am going to use you for our pleasure, as it is a blissful ecstasy that awaits." You turn your head to my voice, then hear a slight snap...it sounds like...no, but that can't be...it CAN'T be...would I do that to you? Yes, your mind answers, he would, your Master would. And then you feel a slight tug as the leash is tightened, and my voice tells you to follow me. We step through the entryway, and then to the 2nd bedroom, my study
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At least that seems to be where we are headed...blind except to what your mind's eye pictures, you can only guess at our destination. I lead you, and then you hear the door shut...it's strangely quiet in here. You hear your blood pounding in your ears, and that is all...startled by the touch of my lips near your ear, you hear me say: "You may have guessed, my sweet submissive angel, that we are in my study. But not the study you would assume. I contracted with some men who have a certain artistic bent to their remodeling work. In my daily absence, they have been here...first of all, soundproofing this room. Not just to keep others from listening to what is about to take place, but to keep the outside world at bay as much as possible." I remove your blindfold, and you gasp at what lies before you. I study you, wondering what your reaction will be. "My angel, you are not to speak unless spoken to...is that understood? And any response you give me will be followed by 'Master.' Is that clear as well?" "Yes Master," you barely say, hardly able to contain the emotions churning in the silence. "Good. Look around, drink it in


For soon your eyes will be covered again, and we will begin." Your eyes are drawn first to the candles, and you smile, knowing what the flickering firelight on your skin does to me. Gone are the books that usually line these walls, and candles are everywhere. The room is a vast flickering sea of flame, a picture that your body paints well. You notice too that the walls are padded, thicker... the soundproofing of which I spoke. Along the walls are hanging various handcuffs, a gag or 2 (you shudder at their presence here), and several silken scarves. Also along the walls are what appear to be some feathers, but next to them are some other implements that give you pause, implements that look as though they might cause pain. I see your eyes drawn to those, and I speak again. "My angel, those will only be used if you should ever request them
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You know me now...my torture of you will only be sweet, and otherwise to touch you would only be at your word to me. Never will I force such a thing upon you." You relax, uncertain if such things would ever bring you pleasure, but safe in the knowledge that it would be yours to control. Safe. But is it safety you seek? You feel an odd tinge of disappointment that perhaps there are boundaries to what I would have from you. "But know one thing..." At this your shoulders tighten...fear? Hope? Your emotions at war with your sensible self, as you hang on the words that come next. "...In all other things, you are mine." You relax only slightly, still feeling that odd disappointment at what may not take place. But such a feeling is quickly swept aside, as your eyes are drawn to the centerpiece of the room...there are some other fixtures here, but this one, for now, holds your gaze. It is a masseuse's couch after a fashion, black leather gleaming dully in the candlelight, and there is the place to lie face down comfortably, but then the top and bottom have extensions attached. There are arms and legs pointing off at 45 degree angles from the couch, and attached to them are what appear to be silk lined manacles and cuffs. You look at me, so many questions dancing in your eyes, but the blindfold returns, and I am lost to your vision. You feel me behind you, undoing the bonds of your wrists, and then you are led to the table


I lie you back, and quickly, expertly it seems, fasten the restraints for your wrists, your ankles, and then, a touch unexpected, a silken strap goes across your body at your waist. You are unable to move, and again that touch of terror at your helpless state. Your breath quickens, and then my hand is on you, caressing your body, and you are calmed once again. You lie there, helpless, as you strain to listen for any clue as to what comes next. Then you heard the dreaded clink of ice cubes in a bowl, and you stiffen, wondering how they will come into play. Then the first icy drop strikes your right nipple, then the left, then 2 more in the auburn patch of need that strains for greater contact. Again the icy caress...first the right, the left, then the very center of your desires
The drops come irregularly, an exquisite adaptation of Chinese water torture, until suddenly, without warning, one of the offending cubes enters you, slid into you by my fingers. You gasp, your muscles clamping uncontrollably around the icy shock to your heated core, wanting to rid yourself of it, but not daring, as the alien sensation triggers a trembling in you. As the ice melts, and your body's heat again conquers your hidden place, you feel unfulfilled, knowing that you want more, a great deal more. But knowing too that such a thing is indeed my place, my decision to make. Part V Her The chill of the air conditioning assails my flesh as I feel my clothing part and my skin attempt to adapt to its altered state. My blouse...my favorite...a Victorian dream, lays in tatters about my feet. All that is left are my stockings, held in place (for the moment?) by the thinnest of garters along my thigh, and the soft, black leather of my high-buttoned boots. I flush, my skin turning a rosy pink...my eyes, hidden now from view... straining against the blind for a sign, any sign of your further intentions. "Mercy." The word rolls around in my mind as I hear the metallic "click" of a snap against my throat. A leash? Am I to be treated like an animal...a pet whose only purpose is your amusement? Wantonly, I feel my nipples peak, hardening almost painfully as the leather strap brushes against them. A gentle tug...then more insistent, and I am lead away. My mind traces the pathway across the room...to your den? Am I to be taken to (in?) this "no-woman's" land, this last bastion of your male dominated world? I've never been allowed in here before...never. The door, ever locked, has thwarted even my own finely honed curiosity
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And now I've arrived, led naked and shivering by the unwavering firmness of your hand...into what? I feel you behind me, your hands descending the line of my body...across my turgid breasts (a painful tweak), downward past my abdomen to crudely grasp my quivering mound. You begin to stroke, to insinuate your finger once more...without preamble...taking that which you have claimed as yours...your conquest...your property. I feel a whimper rise to my lips, but I hold it back. What if you don't stop? What if you do? Which bears the greater threat? And then I hear your voice in my ear...whispering...telling me of the changes you've contracted with "special" craftsmen...artisans known only to powerful men in certain, private circles. I am to be allowed a glimpse, but only that...a brief titillation...an image to carry me through... what? My blindfold falls away and the room begins to form before my eyes. I am awestruck...breathless that so much could have been hidden behind so innocuous a facade. I feel a shiver...fear? Anticipation? Urgency? My eyes scan the walls, decorated with implements of erotic manipulation... finding some things totally familiar... but others? This room comes well equipped. Before my widening eyes I see harness leather, whips of various sizes and shapes, metallic clamps, the bulbous form of a gag...with a strange, belted dais, in the shape of an "X"...the centerpiece of this peculiar and threatening chamber of submission. Ring-bolts have been set into heavy beams, both on the walls and from heavy timbers traversing the ceiling. Long wooden rods...yoke-like...iron-ringed at either end...their purpose beyond my trembling comprehension sit waiting in a not forgotten corner. A leather chair...comfortable and overstuffed...not meant for me I am sure, fills a blond lick suck place against the far wall, an ottoman placed at its feet
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I feel your fingers parting the auburn curls between my legs...opening me...exposing me. An object... hard...cylindrical...freezing (party ice?) penetrates deep into my body. I cry out, struggling for freedom. The chill, so cold it burns my flesh endures...but can I? My mind, but my mind only cries aloud. "Mercy!" But my lips remain silent as I feel the liquid, the by-product of my torment, flow in embarrassing runnels from my body as its source sears me to the core. It pools beneath my buttocks, running unchecked against the small of my back. Shame overcomes me. Is he watching? Can he tell that this effluent is a result of his acts and not my own? What is he thinking? Does he care? Does my torment touch him at all? Does he too have a "safe word"? Part VI Him I watch you there, straining against your bonds, doing battle with whatever ideas you had about what is and is not forbidden between us. I see your lips working, mouthing the word that you long to say, but dare not for fear of what you will lose in this night


I know in my heart that whatever the outcome of our foray into places once thought forbidden; that I will love you more after this night if such a thing is possible. For as I see you there, helpless, open, exposed, I see you for what you are tonight. A sacrifice of yourself, a giving of all that you once knew about your own heart and mind. To yourself, to us. But, and at this my heart pauses in its rhythm with the thrill of such knowledge: you have given it all to me. You are mine to enjoy, mine to take my pleasure from. You are mine. Then, I hear it again in the spaces that echo with desires that soon will be unchecked. You are Mine. The capital is an audible one, an internal understanding of the power your apparent weakness gives me. For bound you may be, open to whatever I can conceive, but you still control me as you have from the first
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You overwhelm my senses. Your spirit dares me to go beyond what I have known of myself, of my mind, of my heart. And, lest I forget, of my body. You are lying there, but I see you suspended, as perhaps tonight you will be, hung from some ethereal heavens, bridging the mundane of our daily lives and the absolute ecstasy of possible pleasures. Through you and this gift of yourself to me will come so many things, so many understandings of yourself, of us. And of me. For you know me, my submissive angel. You know what lurks half hidden in the darker corners of my heart. And while you would never ask for what I am about to give you, yet you have asked already. You have given yourself to me, and only a cry of mercy will end it. And where it ends, so we begin, from a new starting place in a karma-laden moment. A moment that began with first steps your naked body took across your room tonight. I speak. "Angel, for that is my name for you tonight, your Master is about to begin." Your mind whirls, wondering what I can mean


Haven't we already begun? "Pleasure will be yours in ways you can not yet even begin to imagine. Yes, in a way we have begun, but the teasing, the torturous drawing out of pleasure?" I pause, and you lie motionless, barely daring to breathe at what may come next. "That time is at an end for now." This sends a new chill along your skin, a nearly visible ripple of the confused maelstrom of emotions that even now threatens to engulf you. "Now begins a time of taking. A time when your body will be my plaything. You will be Mine." You hear the capital that time, and as with all other words tonight, it frightens you. For you have submitted completely. "Submission, angel, has become something of a study of mine." This, too, brings a shuddering chill, for you know my way of studying: absorbing all I can, to know as much as I can about whatever has caught my mind's fancy. It is a shared study, this, and you know what you have read. Hopefully, fearfully, urgently, you wonder if perhaps we share any of this knowledge. "I know it has become yours as well. A submissive will endure until she can no longer submit. This you know. And a submissive will take whatever is dealt her, knowing that the Master will not harm her unduly, for her safe word will always be her way out
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There may come a time, perhaps tonight, when I will ask you what you have done to you. But for now, your body, and your silence, will be my request." Your mind begins to whirl, knowing that there are things on the walls that you fear, yet you hope, too, in the strangest fashion, that you can endure as much and as many of those things as possible. Then it begins to dawn, that I would never hurt you unless you asked. Your mouth opens, you almost ask if those things and perhaps others are what I am referring to. But you wait. "I can almost see the words forming on your lips


Yes, those are the things to which I refer. But not yet. Perhaps not tonight. A great many other things await you until then." I step to your bonds, and undo them quickly. The only contact you can perceive is that of the leather leash brushing your breasts. You feel it tighten, then you are pulled to your feet. Still blind, your hands go out to steady yourself. The sensation on the back of your neck increases, as you realize that you are being pulled forward. "Kneel." My voice tears through the silence. You kneel, obediently, blindly. Then you hear the unmistakable sound an opening, a soft whir of metallic teeth, then my hand grasps the back of your head. "Show me your tongue." Your tongue extends, and you taste what was so recently engulfed by your mouth. "No lips, just your tongue." You internally whimper at this, wanting to take me in completely. Outside this room you know that you would never willingly accept the offering in your mouth, but in here you wonder how this other self that you have become would react. Your tongue begins to work its way around my tumescence, and you lean forward to taste more, but my hand in your hair ceases all forward progress. "Remember well precisely what you are doing." You wonder at this, but your mind is soon occupied again with the taste of me
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Suddenly my hand in your hair tightens, pulling you to your feet. You nearly whimper again, sorry for the sudden loss, but then the leash tightens, leading you to another corner of the room. You are bent forward, and my hands quickly secure your wrists, then your ankles. Then you realize where I have bound you. It is a leather-covered sawhorse that you did notice in the corner. Your rounded bottom and legs, still clad in the stockings protrude obscenely. Your head, when you lower it, can feel the blood rushing to it. You raise your head, wondering what awaits you. Then, you are assaulted from behind
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You yelp at first, but soon moan luxuriously as what was just surrounded by your tongue now impales your flooded need. My hands reach for the curves of your bottom, steadying myself, and you can feel my clothing rasping against the tender flesh as I pound in and out. Brutally. Wantonly. Selfishly. You are aghast at your body's reactions. There is no painful dryness. You were ready to receive what is now being given you. Wanting


Needing. How can this be? Then the source of your pleasure and confusion retreats as quickly as its invasion. You moan now with unrequited desire, and then your head is raised by your hair again. "Show me your tongue." Obediently, the tongue is displayed, and you taste...your mind registers quickly that you are tasting yourself mingled with my flesh. You pause, but the grip in your hair tightens, and you bend to your task. Now almost greedily you begin to lick away the remnants of this recent passion, knowing that you have done so before, sampled your own juices out of curiosity and occasional necessity. But this? This decadence? This blurring of what is proper? You respond to it, laving me with your efforts. Then it is pulled away once more, your bonds are released, and you are led to another part of the room. Here your legs are spread again, and you become aware of the air conditioning as it strikes the moisture from your intimate core. Your arms are raised, spread wide, and you feel yourself being shackled
Then, a new humiliation (pleasure? the 2 have nearly become one in your mind), as a gag is placed between your lips. Now I break my silence. "Cry out as you will. For whatever reason. Since your mouth will be silenced, nod your head 3 times for your safe word. Again, if you feel the need to cry out for mercy, nod your head 3 times. Do you understand?" You nod your head once, and await the touch of your Master. Part VII Her "Angel, for that is my name for you tonight, your Master is about to begin." The words...your words...echo repeatedly in my mind, between my legs, and in the very pit of my stomach. Have I chosen well this night? Will I be able to suffer the divine torture that is at hand without crying for mercy? Will I account myself well? Will I please my Master? The bench, now warmed by the heat of my flesh... moistened by the mingled flow from my body, has become a safe haven to me...a thing that is known in a place both foreign and terrifying. Oh!...to rest here...never to face what will occur this night


Could I ask for more? But I know it is not to be, for even as I play desperately with these thoughts, my Master unbinds me...yet another trial awaits. My hair has become a second leash...a handle by which I find myself controlled...manipulated...molded into acquiescence. "Kneel. Show me your tongue" I hear you say, your words slicing through the darkness behind my blindfold like red-hot pokers. My tongue? My hands long to reach out...my lips to embrace...but I am barred from such contact. My tongue, and that alone must suffice. I am bewildered... lost...deprived of the sensual interface which I crave...but I obey


I have no choice. Restrained by your fingers, woven brutally through the locks of my hair, I extend the warm, pink digit from between my lips and feel the salty taste of your hardened member against its surface. Hungrily I swirl my tongue along your pulsating shaft...longing for a reward perhaps? [Am I doing well, my Master? Do I please you? May I now...] But as quickly as it began, it's over, and I once again I feel myself propelled, directed, forced across the room by your unseen hand. I feel the tension build between my thighs...moisture flowing wantonly, a sensuous silkiness that floods my deprived senses. Something hard...cold presses against my abdomen, and I find myself positioned awkwardly over some sort of barrier. My wrists are once more fettered, and I recall the voice of my aerobics instructor bidding us to "touch (our) toes". I feel my ankles being forced apart once again, and secured "spread-eagle" on the far side of this strange and chill instrument of my undoing
Once more I am humiliated... exposed as my posterior region is laid open before your gaze. The blood rushes to my head, and I strain my neck upward to clear my thoughts...free myself from the pounding between my ears. Where are You...my Master? What is to be my fate in this most uncomfortable of postures? What do you... "OH!" I cry out as you penetrate me brutally from behind...the long, hard length of you thrusting deeply within my moist, trembling core. Once more. And again
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You take no quarter, and I ask none, as you pound relentlessly into my belly. My cries begin to take on a different timbre, as I attempt to thrust against you...to hold you fast...to milk the essence from your body and into my own. But once again my pleas fall on deaf ears... I am thwarted... my prize is stolen from me, and I am destitute with the yawning chasm of my desire left empty and abandoned. "Show me your tongue," you demand once more. Obediently, I comply. Perhaps this time...? And then I taste the sweet tang of my own juices, served up on a bed of hardened flesh. Should I be repulsed? I know that I should, but this contact...any contact indeed, has become an obsession. And so I extend my tongue and taste what is offered me...gratefully...hungrily...lustily, seeking more but restrained always by your unseen hand


Surely now I will be allowed to... "No!" [Your voice or my own?] Again, as before, I am deprived even the most bestial of pleasures as my bonds are released and I am propelled to yet another destination in this seductive chamber of horrors. My legs begin to tremble, and my "safe word" rises to my lips. [Mercy] I feel my body again restrained, my quivering legs forced apart and the cold shackles of my next trial set in place. Can you see the unfettered flow of my juices down the insides of my thighs...do you care...is it allowed? A flush overcomes me. What do you think of me now? My arms are likewise raised, and again I feel my freedom diminished by cold steel, boundaries both cruel and unbreakable. My vulnerability overcomes me
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Carol uses. It was a throat fuck pornstar late October night and my girlfriend and I were board. I suggested we went out and have a couple of drinks so we did. Later after a couple of Drinks I suggested we go out dogging again. We had done this a few times before my girlfrien who was a size 10 blonde, small petite tits with a nice trim pussy agreed to go
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She was 30 and I was a fat 36 year old who loved to masterbate while watching her fuck strangers. First she decided to get dressed for the occasion no bra a see through black top, a very thin black thong, black knee high leather boots and finally a PVC mini skirt and she was fit and ready. I just wore a baggy tracksuit for easy access. We drove down by the river our local spot. We had many a good night here before. By now we were both hot excited and I would be encouraging her to enjoy it all the way there. As we parked up, no other cars about she removed her thong and put it on the gear knob. We kissed for a while waiting with excitement for someone to arrive. A few minuetes pasted and a car parked nearby about 3 car spaces away. It was dark and there was no lighting but this only added to the excitement
By now I was hard and could not wait to see her fucked again. I said are you ready then and she replied yes, carol uses as she did she hitch up her skirt and started playing with herself. While I watched and waited. Suddenly we both heard a door close here he comes I said, both of us not sure who it would be old or youg fit or fat etc. Then a face appeared at her window an older man about late 50's early 60's looking at my carol uses girlfriend playing with herself. He was already wamking outside the car. My girlfriend turned and looked at him as I put her window down on the switch. Alright I said
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Hello very nice he replied. Would you like a feel. Oh yes he said and with that he put his arm in through the open window after wetting his had in his mouth. Then gently at first started rubbing her clit as she moaned with pleasure, soon they were both kissing and his hands were all over her! I was so hard wanking away, this was heaven for all of us. I could see more of him now he had a very full beard and I was slightly surprised how old he was and how much she was enjoying him. Time for me to get it moving on I thought. So I said to him do you want to fuck her then? Oh god yes if it's ok with you he quickly replied looking at my girlfriend for a reply. With that he moved away from the car she nodded and said fuck me on the back seat, In the back they got she lay down with one leg on the back shelf and the other on the floor. He wasted no time slipping his big stiff old cock.in her god this was great they started fucking, kissing and touching each other like sex starved maniacs it was so hot to see I was going to explode. This was the first time that she had been with a stranger this old and she was enjoying her experiance more than ever. I had never left her with a stranger but I had always wanted to, as I thought of how exciting it would be for her to tell me about it when we got home
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So I asked her while they were still going at it would you like me to go for a walk and give you both some time alone. God yes she said with no hesitation. Wow oh shit I thought no going back now, although slightly concerned for her but so excited more than I have ever been I got out of the car and started walking away, I got about 300 yards away and I could see the car moving and wanked myself as I imagined how much she was enjoying his cock alone with him. Then after about 5 minuetes I suddenly heard her scream a scream that just kept repeating and I shuddered was this a sign? Was she in trouble? What should I do now. Worried for her I went back to the car. I open her door at the back she was still screaming I said are you ok? YES she stared at me as she was now on her hands and knees on the back seat with her skirt folded onto her back
The stranger fucking her doggy style was too busy and at the point of no return to care about my interruption. Then with a good old arrrhhhhh he shot his load inside her, then quickly pulled out, and sat on the back seat. My girlfriend got up and sat with him as I still watch from outside. Thank you he said. No thank you she replied. They kissed and he said goodbye and left. We both got into the front of the car and I started driving home, in silence for a moment


It was bugging me I was still horny as hell and wanted her bad but why was she sceaming? So I asked her because she said that was the best sex I have ever had and I came four times. Bloody hell I thought better than me ? I asked yes she said. Although I was gutted a bit it also turned me on beyond belief that she had enjoyed fucking him that much. We got home and as always we both went straight to the bedroom where I told her to think of him as I licked her out as I always did after she fucked someone. The smell of the person still on her there juices together was such a turn on. But soon I could resist no longer I had to fuck her now as I got in her I asked her one last question, would you like to spend awhile night alone in his house with him? Yes I have to say I would love to she said. With that I fucked her hard until we both came. God that was the best sex we have ever had I said, yes it was earlier she replied. We both slept carol uses and all I could think of all night was how good he had fucked her and how much she enjoyed it.
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2011-Dec-17 - ANNIE AND TYLA WITH DILDOS AND DICK

Annie and tyla with dildos and dick. There Can Be Only One Ch.28 Wont be long…may pop in to see Mrs Noakes before I pick up Cathy back up” Alice shouted up the stairs just as she was leaving to take Cathy to her girl guides meeting. Both Ross and Susie shouted back from their own bedrooms to say that they heard their mother. Ross sat at his computer once again re-arranging the many photographs he was collecting into their respective albums. His cock was tucked in his shorts having once again got it sucked off at the dinner table having just finished the meal his mother had made. This time it was his younger sister that gave him pleasure as she knelt between his legs under the table. She gagged on the first few initial attempts to deep throat him as her oesophagus got used to his cock but could now take him all the way down her throat. Alice Gorman felt a little uneasy as she pushed back her chair and wondered why she was told to spread her legs and expose her shaven pussy by her son as he was getting her youngest daughter to pleasure him. She was a little jealous at it not being her for she now craved for that lovely pink cock to be between her lips at every opportunity. The embarrassed mother sat there exposing her vulnerability to the two pairs of eyes that were now fixed on her moistening cunt lips waiting for the instruction for her to humiliate herself in pleasuring herself before them
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She gasped when her son spoke softly. Get on the floor and suck mum off.” Ross words were authoritive although moans of pleasure were mingled through his words as he started to help his sister deep throat him by grasping her head and plunging it down hard onto his erect manhood. Susie looked at her brother as he held her younger sister by the head and fucked her mouth like it were a cunt…she let out a small gasp on seeing how far her sister could take his cock…further than she could. She could not even take the whole of her boyfriends cock and his was somewhat smaller than her brother’s. She glanced at her mum who sat in silence with her jaw dropped. Susie rose from the chair and sank to her knees before her mother. She looked up as if she were apologising to her before her head lowered with her lips pursed to kiss the pink lips that were already glistening with vaginal juice. =================================== Oh my God…Ross ROSS Ross heard Susie’s words through the bedroom wall, distracting him from arranging the pictures and left his room to see what had caused his sister to shout out her words. When Susie heard her door open she did not glance around at her brother but continued to peek out of the window concealed behind the wall. Look…look…Mrs Wells has caught Mr Wells wanking at me…and she saw me masturbating back Ross slid into the room so he would not be seen but peeked out of the corner to see husband and wife across the road arguing. Mr Wells had his head lowered to the floor …you could see that his hands were covering his cock as his wife lambasted him. She was quite a small woman…slim with shoulder length brown hair


She occasionally looked across at Susie’s lighted bedroom…the blinds still wide open as Ross had insisted they remain at all times. Get out and stand in the window” It was not a request. But she will…” Ross did not let her finish what she was saying. Do it With one final look of pleading Susie gingerly stepped out from behind the wall and into full view of neighbours across the road. She was shaking…not sure whether it was with embarrassment or excitement as she stood there naked for all the world to see. Ross laughed on seeing the shocked expression on Mrs Wells face when she saw Susie stand completely naked in front of the window. Mrs Wells face swung from her husband’s to Susie like a pendulum hardly believing what she was seeing. Ross’s laughter became louder when he saw Mrs Wells slap her husband’s face and push him towards the door of their study. With her husband gone Mrs Wells went to her own window and reached out and grasped both curtains in her hands. She was just about to draw them closed when her jaw visibly dropped. Ross’s own jaw dropped when he looked across to his sister who was openly massaging her huge breasts in clear view. Ross’s cock twitched as he big titted black masturbating turned back to peek at the middle aged woman across the road. She was frozen with her arms out still holding firmly to the curtains. Show her your cunt and masturbate” Ross swallowed deeply as he spoke. Susie looked at her brother momentarily before kneeling on the bench that was now permanently in front of the window


Her pussy now visible to Mrs Wells whose mouth had remained opened. Susie started to finger fuck herself with her right hand as her left hand continued to maul her breasts…the nipples which were now fully engorged. Ross slid close to the wall and reached for Susie's camera before he carefully held it in front of the window. He could now clearly see Mrs Wells as he zoomed in looking at the display without being seen at all. He clicked the button. Get her to touch her tits. How the fuck do I do that? I don’t know…point to yours and over to her…I don’t know…just do it” Ross’s voice was that of an excited teenager. Susie shook her head and did as she was told. Mrs Wells just stood there still grasping the curtains…her mouth finally closing as she watched the young girl from across the road waving her hands and mouthing words she could not read from that distance. Mrs Wells looked over her shoulder to the door and then releasing the curtains she turned and left the room. Ross and Susie were surprised because she did not shut the curtains before she left. Ross decided to prop the camera up against the window and connected it through the cable to the computer hoping that Mrs Wells might return and even more hopeful that she would at least play with her tits


He brought up the image on the computer screen. The picture was so clear he could even see who were in the pictures that were hanging on the study wall. Susie climbed back down from the bench and sat on the edge of her bed…gently toying with her pussy …the short exhibitionist show she had put on for the woman across the road had got her aroused. She was hoping that her brother would fuck her but she would not demean herself into asking him to. Ross satisfied with the image that was being transmitted via the camera onto the computer screen started to take an interest in his sister and what she was doing. Spread them wider…lets see you fuck yourself. Susie smiled at her younger brother and rubbed her clit a little harder… masturbating so openly in front of her brother gave her that added thrill which made her ignore the embarrassment. Want me to use my vibrator? Sure…anything….” Ross adjusted his hardening cock through his shorts. As Susie lay back and reached over to get her pink rubber phallus that she kept under her pillow her upper thighs twisted opening her puffy cunt lips wider…the inner flesh glistening with her juices. She sucked on the substitute cock not to prepare it so that it would slip into her moist pussy a little easier but it seemed that little bit naughtier to do so in front of her audience of one. She smiled seductively at her brother as she slowly started to tease her slit with that round rubber head before easing it into the needy hole. Ross was openly masturbating his hard cock through the soft material of his shorts. Susie had only just started to work the imitation cock in and out of her tight cunt when Ross caught sight in the corner of his eye of movement on the computer monitor. Stop…stop…she’s back Susie pulled the cock out and rose to look out of the window offering her dildo to Ross to taste her juices from the glistening cock. Ross licked the phallus tasting her sister’s vaginal fluid without taking his eyes off the monitor. He liked the taste of his elder sister. Mrs Wells was looking across at the brightly lit teenager’s bedroom as the blonde girl appeared at the window, holding something in her right hand…there was no doubt in the middle aged woman’s mind what it was…she had one of her own hidden in her undies drawer. Susie noticed that the car in number 45’s drive lights come on and the car pull out of the drive
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She watched as it drove down the street and out of sight before turning her gaze to the window across the street. Ross and Susie both jumped when the house phone rang. For some reason Susie had a house phone connected to the outlet…Ross didn’t see the point as they all had mobiles anyway. They both looked at the phone as it rang Susie walked to the bedside cabinet and picked up the handset. Hello” Susie spoke quietly. She shrugged her shoulders at Ross when no one replied. It was then that Ross glanced at the monitor and noticed that Mrs Wells was holding a phone. He made heavy hand motions pointing across the road indicating that it was her on the phone. He was guessing of course but quickly put two and two together. Susie looked puzzled at first before she understood what Ross was trying to say…he was also mouthing Mrs Wells as he continued to wave his hands. Hello…Mrs…Mrs Wells?” Susie spoke hesitantly into the mouth piece. There was a slight pause before a reply came back ye…yes…are you the girl across the road?” the voice was timid. Yes…my name is Susie…Mrs Wells” Susie was confused why she was being phoned…and was expecting a mouthful of abuse at flashing her husband…and even the old lady herself. June Wells had a thousand questions to ask but was unsure where to start. Susie…I…I…how long have you been …you know…with my husband I’m…sorry….not long…a week at most…I didn’t mean any harm…it was just fun I know…he told me…do you enjoy showing your body No…” Susie paused as she rethought her reply… “Yes…yes I do You like showing it just to my husband? Umm…no…but its fun with your husband as he …you know shows me his…it’s huge Too big…” June Wells spoke quickly without thinking. Too big?” Susie was confused. Ross and Susie could not see it, but Mrs Wells face grew bright red. She did not want to get drawn into a discussion about her husband’s cock being too big for her to enjoy making love. She could take it of course…her vagina stretched, but it was uncomfortable. Although John Wells was not her only lover…in fact he was her fourth in her whole sexual life…the other three when she was still single and had not met her husband yet…he was by far the largest…and at just over 9” in length and 2” in diameter he was way to big for her to enjoy sex…even after giving birth to her only daughter…not that they tried after she fell pregnant with her. The small head teacher of a further education college for disadvantaged women had not objected to him masturbating and knew of his porn collection…she had even looked at it and masturbated to it herself
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She used to particularly like the pictures and stories of what she considered to be perverted sex… bestiality, incest, bondage and discipline, rape…etc. She was shocked when she came in and saw her husband openly masturbating in front of the open window and even more shocked on seeing the naked teenager across the road masturbating back at him. She had lost control with her husband at first and slapped him sending him out of the room her mind in turmoil as to her next move but as she saw the brazenness of the girl come back into the open and touch herself as she was about to close the curtains she suddenly was overtaken with lustful thoughts of her own. She had never been with a woman before but of course it had crossed her mind on occasion whilst fantasising. What do you mean too big?” June was shaken from her thoughts by the repeated question Ohh…never mind…” June wanted to change the topic…she wanted to ask her if that was a dildo in her hand…was she masturbating…would she masturbate in the window while she watched Where’s your husband gone…have you kicked him out?” Susie’s voice started to show signs of concern at possibly being responsible for the break up of a marriage. Noooo…no…he…he’s just gone out somewhere…why…have you two done more than this…you haven’t…you haven’t…had sex? No… we haven’t…just a little ….well showing each other.” Susie was quick with her reply…but in her own mind she would not object to having a go at taking such a magnificent cock as Mr Wells Get back on the bench and carry on where you were before she left the room” Ross spoke quietly so that his voice could not be heard at the other end of the line. Susie looked at her brother that was still out of sight from June Wells…before she walked slowly to the bench and knelt back upon it…but with her ass on her heels her lower half remained hidden from view. Still holding the phone in her left hand she placed the vibrator by her side and started to play with her full breasts. She heard a feint gasp from the other annie and tyla with dildos and dick end of the line. Susie remembering what Ross was trying to tell her what she should get Mrs Wells to do spoke softly into the phone. Play with yours…touch your breasts Ross saw the neighbour shake her head slowly from side to side. Go on…touch them ...through your t shirt…” Susie continues to try and coax the small woman to join in with the mutual masturbation and on the fourth or fifth attempt she smiled as she saw a small hand slide up and grasp the concealed breast. Ross pressed a key on the computer that took a snap on the camera that was now connected as a remote webcam. Show me your …you know…” June Wells’ voice was shaking. You want to see my pussy?” Susie smiled as she spoke…letting her fingers pinch her sensitive right nipple. Yes…yes… show me your…” there was a delayed pause “pussy Susie nodded without turning towards her brother…but acknowledging his whispered instruction. Show me your tits…and I will show you my pussy” Her voice was rather edgy having not been this forceful before. Ross looked closely at the monitor to see what reaction to Susie’s request got. There was a long wait…before he saw the woman step back into the room slightly away from the widow but still in view of Susie and the camera…June Wells placed the phone on the desk before peeling off her white t shirt exposing a small pair of breasts supported by a pretty white lace bra. Ross captured the woman now in just her bra on the computer as she reached for the phone. And the bra…take off the bra”… Susie was a little more assertive in her request…she pinched her nipple harder as the thrill of ordering a woman to do as she asked pleased her…she wondered if it was what Ross felt when he ordered her…and the others under his control to do his bidding. June once more placed the phone on desk before reaching behind her and unclipped the bra before slowly letting her b cup breasts be exposed to the unseen camera. She felt embarrassed at exposing her chest to a complete stranger…a young girl of all people…and yet there was no denying the itch in her vagina


She let the bra drop to the floor before picking up the phone. Susie rose off her heels, fully exposing her cunt to the semi naked woman who was already kneading her left breast. The big titted girl started to finger fuck her pussy as Ross was taking picture after picture of the mature woman. Susie without waiting for the whispered prompts from her brother started to try and coax the woman into removing her black pants. The two way discussion went on for some time but the older woman was slowly warming to Susie’s requests until the woman sighed and placed the phone back onto the desk. June Wells took a step further away from the window before slowly peeling her pants down her slim frame. Matching white panties followed the slow slide down her legs until they too lay piled upon the discarded clothes. Susie could not see the lower half of the woman’s body as she was too short to be above the window ledge…but she assumed that the mature woman was now naked. June picked up the phone and staying well back from the window spoke quietly into the phone. I…I…this is…we shouldn’t…” she was lost for words. She knew that she was stupid for exposing herself…but the sexual buzz was outweighing her sensible side. Are you naked?” Susie was becoming more confident in her manner forgetting that she too was completely on show to the neighbour…and anyone that walked past and looked up at her window. Yes I am…you wanted me to be?” June was a little unsure but her body’s reaction to the requests from the young girl made her hand slip out of sight towards her aching vagina. June’s hand sliding down did not go unnoticed…a smile broke across Susie’s face. June Wells’ mind was confused. She recalled when she used to date her second boyfriend when she was just a teenager, living at home with her parents and made love often in the only available place…his car


On one occasion semi naked fucking in the back when she saw a face peering through the window. Although shocked, she did not scream nor tell Henry but just stared directly at the stranger as her boyfriend continued to fuck her unknowingly being spied upon. For some inexplicable reason, rather than shield herself from the stranger she exposed her breasts to him without averting her eyes from his…her brests much firmer and pert in those days…although she always did have huge nipples that she often was embarrassed about. They often returned to the park to make love, disappointingly to June, that one time was the only time that she was observed…although it did become a frequent scenario in her masturbatory fantasies… regularly leading to her doing more with the stranger than just allowing them to watch. As her fantasies progressed, the more depraved her thoughts took her. Susie’s words snapped June out of her reminiscent thoughts, thoughts that rekindled those fantasies where she was made to initially expose herself but always ended in her fucking or sucking complete strangers. I can’t see…you touching yourself…sit on the desk with your legs wide apart. June’s hand flew away from her needy pussy as she felt her whole body burn in embarrassment at being caught. It did not stop her from stepping slightly to her right and slipping onto the desk…her knees firmly pressed together. I said legs apart…wide apart” Susie sounded angry. June inched her knees apart slowly as demands to open them wider and wider continued from the other end of the phone until, she sat with her legs almost painfully apart. Both Ross and Susie gasped in amazement at the thick mass of dark pubic hair that completely shielded the cunt come slowly into view. Susie quickly covered the mouth piece of the phone when she heard Ross forgetfully utter his comments on the thick fuzz. Susie glared at him hoping that she was in time to prevent his words reaching the new flasher. June completely lost in her own demise did not notice what was said in the bedroom across the road, such was her embarrassment and sexual arousal. The short silence between the telephone conversations relaxed Susie, knowing that if Mrs Wells had heard Ross, she probably would have said something. Ross continued to record what he saw on the screen with a few more clicks on the keyboard. Susie guessed that maybe the lady was an exhibitionist like herself
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Susie unwittingly found out that she enjoyed showing off her near perfect body when her pervert brother tricked her into showing him her breasts. She had rapidly became at ease with showing her body and used to stand at her window ‘accidentally’ flashing to strangers as they drove or walked by. She wanted her father to see her naked body but could not bring herself to show it to him on her own volition. She often went to sleep at night after masturbating thinking of her dad…but then again she had those thoughts way before Ross took control of her body. The teenager wondered if she could get the fifty something woman that was now sitting naked before her to be as free with her body as her husband was and take that next step. Masturbate…let me see you finger yourself” Susie tried to sound commanding. June once again was shocked by the young girls request …but such was her sexual high that her free hand slid down to her thick dark brown bush, not stopping until it slid between her puffy lips. She could not believe how wet she was as her finger slid into the silky tunnel. The thrill of doing something again in front of a complete stranger made her vagina clamp around her finger as she masturbated sitting on the desk. Susie’s free hand slid between her own legs and started to toy with her clit… thinking of what she could get the lady to do next… evil degrading thoughts flashed through her mind. =============================== The front door opened slowly with June peering nervously from behind it. Her heart was thumping not believing that she was doing as she was asked by the young teenager not two minutes ago on phone. Against her better judgement Susie, having been ordered by her younger brother, was nervously standing on the doorstep to number 45 …her own heart was just as erratic as that of the lady behind the dark green door. Ross held the camera in his hands hiding out of sight at the window. He had decided that he wanted to fuck the small woman across from him, but did not want to risk being snubbed…or worse, arrested. He sent his sister over to see if she could get the mature woman to do more than just flash so that he had some real photographic evidence against her so he could blackmail her into becoming his slut. Come out from behind the door” Susie’s voice was not as confident as it was when she was on the phone. But…but people will see me naked Susie smiled to herself knowing that at least the woman peeking from behind the door had remained naked. Susie slipped off her coat and held it loosely in her hand…she shivered slightly as the soft breeze brushed her naked body. June’s eyes widened as they took in the full beauty of the young teenager that stood bare as the day she was born on her doorstep…envious of the huge firm pert breasts Her voice sounded panicky when she spoke. Come in quickly…people will see you. I am staying here until you step from behind the door and show me you are naked” Susie turned around and glanced up at her bedroom window
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She could not see her younger brother but knew that he was there taking pictures. June hesitated and looked over the blonde girl’s shoulders to see if anyone was there. She gingerly stepped out from behind the door ready to jump back behind it for cover should she see anyone pass by. Susie’s eyes immediately shot down to the mass of dark brown curly pubes. It was obvious that Mrs Wells did not even trim her pubic hair. June started to move back behind the door only to be quickly reprimanded by Susie who now took control once again. Stay where you are” her voice making June freeze where she stood. Susie looked at the small breasts that had long since lost their pertness as they sagged slightly. She reached out and cupped the white tit amazed that the nipples were so large on such a small breast. June Wells still recoiling from the teenagers commanding voice just stood there and allowed her right breast to be groped by the audacious child. What size? 32 B” the voice was timid and soft. Susie gave the breast a hard squeeze making the woman wince slightly before dropping her hand, grasping not only the mass of wiry hair but the full swollen cunt lips in her small palm…her middle finger slipping between the slimy flesh, entering into a very wet tight cunt. Don’t you ever trim or shave? June jumped slightly on the thin long finger entering her pussy…her embarrassment complete. A shake of the head only confirming what was a rhetorical question because it was obvious that she didn’t trim. Ross wont like that” Susie immediately bit her lower lip on realising what she had said. Ross…who is Ross? Never mind…turn around The embarrassed woman turned around to show her slim figure and ass to the teenager. She was pleased that she had not gained weight over the years had had kept her slim figure without having to diet or exercise. Bend over and show me your ass June was shocked and her voiced objections were quickly discarded by her visitor’s aggressive voice
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She slowly bent over until her hands clasped her shins. Spread your ass cheeks apart…I want to see your asshole…” Susie stepped to the side and looked up at her bedroom window where she saw Ross standing there with a camera clearly in his hands. She smiled when he put his thumb up complementing her on her progress. The unknowing woman did as she asked baring her most naughtiest of holes… although not as hairy as her cunt it most definitely had some hair about it. Susie could not resist running her index finger up from between the moist cunt lips and touch the puckered hole…which immediately tightened at the thought that it may be invaded. June Well’s flinched at the touch but was aroused…and scared enough, not to move. Susie dragged her finger back down from the sensitive orifice and slid it between the slippery cunt lips, pushing it fully into the hairy hole making the shocked woman moan. Take me to your study” Susie quickly pulled her finger from the warm inviting cavity annie and tyla with dildos and dick and slapped the taut ass hard before pushing past a stunned woman bent over exposing to anyone that cared to look as they passed by the house. ================================ Ross had quickly swapped his sister’s camera for his own much better camera and connected it to the computer when he saw his sister push past the small woman and enter the house with Mrs Wells shocked momentarily before jumping up and shutting the door. He wished he could have heard the conversation at the door but at least he had a few good close ups of the two naked females and their actions. He stared at the monitor as he saw his naked sister enter the room closely followed by an equally naked woman. The two women faced each other as they spoke…Ross cursed again under his breath for not being able to hear the older woman’s reaction when he saw Susan reach out to grasp the small saggy tit which resulted in a face slap when she pulled away. Ross would punish his sister for slapping the woman June stayed where she stood as Susie started to maul her tits quite aggressively, still reeling from the slap. It wasn’t hard but was enough to indicate that if she pulled away she was likely to get another. Susie having satisfied that she could do almost anything with the timid woman released the small malleable tits having pulled on the large nipples twisting them quite savagely making the object of her aggression wince annie and tyla with dildos and dick slightly
Susie pushed her forward towards the window so that a full frontal view could be seen by her peeping brother. Standing behind June Wells, Susie cupped the breasts in her hands, juggling and squeezing them for her brother’s benefit…at times stretching and pinching the already elongated nipples quite harshly. Ross sat there with his shorts now down at his ankles, slowly stroking his hard cock staring at the screen as both camera and computer recorded the action in excellent definition, even though it was an unpleasant rainy night out. He momentarily stopped jerking when he saw Susie jump up and sit on the desk and spread her legs wide. There was obviously some slight argument between the two women before Ross’s jaw dropped in disbelief. June hesitantly dropped to her knees and shuffled forward until she was between the young girl’s open legs. She could smell her arousal well before her lips touched the completely bald pussy. Her tongue eased its way from between partially closed lips and tentatively touched the glistening slit. She felt a pair of hands rest on the back of her head and pull her closer into the soft flesh…her tongue automatically pushing between the small opening to the teen’s pussy. Within seconds her lower face was coated in the juices as her head was ground into the soft velvety flesh. June responded to the words that were being spoken at her. Her tongue started to lick and taste the young girl’s juices…a taste that she was semi familiar with having often licked her own juices of her fingers and some of the objects she used as a substitute cock…but this illicit taste seemed to be more pleasant than her own, and certainly a lot more copious. The mature woman who had never even touched another female’s vagina was now eagerly tonguing the teen’s cunt, trying to delve deeper into the recesses where the sweet tasting nectar was secreting from. She had occasionally fantasised about doing such a naughty act in her fantasies…and just as they were in her fantasies she was being forced to do it
What was once only in her mind was now a reality…and much better than she had imagined. June wanted to douse the fire that was burning down between her legs…only to have her head jerked by her mousy brown hair and sworn at by the teenager not to even try to touch her cunt as it no longer belonged to her. Her hand flew back up to hold her assailant’s inner thigh once more…for there was no doubt she was being abused…but willingly as her head was once more pulled back to her tonguing duties. Ross did not hear the door open but swung around on hearing his mother gasp loudly as she stood right behind him as he knelt on the bench in front of the window. His hand having momentarily stopped by the shock of her being there once more continued to stroke his throbbing cock. That’s Susie…who is…how?” Alice’s mind was doing cartwheels at what she saw quite clearly across the road in her neighbour’s upstairs window. Ross smiled but stayed silent as his hand continued to pleasure his prick. Alice Gorman had noticed Ross wanking but what she saw across the road attracted her interest. How did …is that Mr’s Mills between…” she was stumbling over her words Never mind that…why are you home so early…where’s Cathy? Mrs Noakes seemed a little strange and said she was busy so I came home…I will go and pick up Cathy in an hour…but…” Her eyes returned back to the well lit room across the street. Suck my dick” Ross released his hold on the stiff shaft. Noo…come away from the window anyway…people can see So Ross! Suck my cock …MOTHER Alice Gorman gulped knowing that she would do as her son asked…she wanted to take his hard pink cock between her lips and suck it until he shot his seed into her throat…but not…not where they would be seen. Come away from the window son…and I will… suck your cock” Alice shook her head not quite believing that she was asking to fellate her own son. Ross almost caved into his mother’s plea as his cock screamed for its release…but his dominant controlling nature did not let him concede. Take of your top and bra…” Ross’s voice stayed quite calm but there was a hint of impatience to it. Alice swallowed hard knowing that she had lost and with a final sigh made to take a step back from the window to do as her son asked. NO…stay right there and strip naked You just said…” her words were cut short by the severe look upon her son’s face. The embarrassed mother stripped within a minute of being told and stood nervously looking out of the window scared that she might be seen…not only her, but her son whose erect penis could easily be seen by anyone walking past. Thankfully it was a cold and wet night and the streets were quiet. Suck” Ross’s hand wrapped around the back of his mother’s neck and dragged it down towards his raging hard on. Susie was concentrating on the woman between her legs when she happened to look up and across at her bedroom window. At that precise moment she saw her brother drag her naked mother down towards his hard cock. Her whole body shook as her orgasm overpowered her making her scream out. She pulled the head hard into her gushing pussy almost suffocating the small woman between her knees as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her entire body. It took a couple of minutes for her to calm down and release the head from her sensitive cunt, her eyes finally opening to see her brother holding her mother’s head as he fucked her mouth quite mercilessly


She pushed the woman backwards onto her knees and jumped off the desk not releasing her right hand’s grip on her hair. June squealed softly as her hair was tugged forcing her to a standing position in front of the window. Her head swung slowly around as her hair was twisted until she gasped out aloud. That’s…that’s..” the words would not come out. Ross smiled broadly as he continued to use his mother when he saw the two naked women standing in full view…his sister grasping the small woman by her hair as if holding her as some sort of trophy. Ross plunged one final time before pulling his cock completely out of his mother’s mouth, grasping it in his right hand as it sprung free. Alice Gorman yelped slightly as her head was forced to look out across the street, gasping on seeing her naked daughter and equally naked neighbour clearly illuminated in the bright room staring back at her. She winced as her head was pulled back around opening her mouth expecting the cock to be plunged back into it. She groaned and closed her mouth knowing that she was being watched, turning crimson as shot after shot of hot semen hit her face and hair. Her son was pumping his seed over her face in a final act of ownership...she was no longer her son’s mother…but her son’s slut…and he wanted the world to know. Her humiliation was complete. June Wells let out a muffled ‘NOOOoooo’ when she heard Susie’s whispered words. Meet your new Master incest mom son sister humiliation control All Incest Stories 14 Comments Who Voted for this Story Nastyman tyhare062367 DarkAngelJL thomas1226 lilevil69



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Banged by cocks. A Friend in Need….. A friend of mine called round the other day. He was feeling a bit low and asked if he could come round. Of course I said yes. I’ve never known for sure if he was gay or not, but I’ve thought he probably is


Not that it bothers me. To each his own, live and let live, and all that. In fact, when I’ve felt like sex and had a good wank, I’ve imagined, a few times, what it might be like with him. He duly arrived and seemed pleased to see me and have some company. He lives alone, as I do, and I’ve wondered from time to time what he did about sex. Did he have a girlfriend? A boy friend? Call girls? Rent boys? I really had no idea
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We settled down with a drink and he was talking about the fact that he was alone and it was nice to enjoy some company now and then. He gave an embarrassed chuckle and added that being alone meant that he couldn’t get any sex except by wanking himself, and did I know what he meant? I noticed that there was a bulge in his trousers as his cock was getting hard as he was thinking and talking about sex. "Yes," I agreed. "That is one of the disadvantages of being alone. It’s either a hand job, or a blowup dolly, or something similar." I didn’t want to mention rent boys or hookers in case I picked the wrong gender. He nodded agreeably and sipped his drink. "The trouble with wanking is, it gets boring after a while. And I do like a bit of excitement when I have sex." "Excitement?" I queried. He looked away and went a bit red. "Oh, well, just something to add a little spice," he said vaguely


By now, the bulge in his jeans was extremely large. I nodded in that direction. "Looks as if you’re spiced up already," I suggested with a smile. He glanced down and chuckled again. "It’s been a long time," he explained, "so it doesn’t take a lot to get me hard." He chuckled once more as he looked at me embarrassedly and, without realising it, rubbed himself once or twice. The bulge was now big enough to show the outline of his cock inside his jeans. "It looks to me as if you’ll have to do something about that," I said. "It’s going to burst out in a minute." He laughed. "Not a lot I can do now!" he muttered. "Oh, feel free," I said


"You know where the bathroom is if you want to go and sort yourself out." He looked surprised. "You wouldn’t mind?" he asked. "I mean….if I went and…. sorted myself out, as you put it." "Not in the least," I assured him. "Go right ahead if you want and I’ll refresh our drinks." He was now rubbing the front of his jeans as he stared at me. "Well….if you’re sure?" he said doubtfully. I gestured to the stairs. "Go and enjoy yourself," I said with a grin. "A different house, different place,??‘ it might make all the difference," he said and stood up. He was now quite blatantly grasping his cock from outside his jeans and gently rubbing himself through the material


"You’re very understanding," he said sheepishly. "It’s not a problem," I assured him again. He went upstairs and I heard him go into the bathroom. I busied myself making fresh drinks and after a while I called up and asked him if he was okay. No reply. I went up to the bathroom and called again to ask if he was okay. Again no reply. I knocked on the bathroom door and it opened against my knock. (I think he had left the door ajar deliberately). He was sitting on the toilet seat, his trousers down to his ankles, and holding his cock in his hand and rubbing himself fast


I couldn’t help looking and what I saw I couldn't believe at first! He was wearing soft silky white ladies’ pants and sheer black holdup stockings. His cock was huge as it projected from inside his pants. I could see his huge balls:- and they were shaved completely smooth. There was not a hair to be seen anywhere. His cock and his skin gleamed softly in the light


He went very red as he tried to cover himself and pull up his pants and his cock wilted just a little. "Oh God! I am sorry," he said. "I didn't hear you and I thought I locked the door." (I wasn't at all sure about that!). "Oh, well, now you know my secret! I’m really embarrassed! I’m so sorry!" he blurted out, still holding his erect cock. "No, it’s I that am sorry!" I said. "I had no idea you were still ‘busy’. As for your secret, well, it’s safe with me, I can promise you. Now I know what you mean about a little spice!" He looked down at his clothing. "Oh, yes
Well, that and other things," he admitted, going red again. "I like to wear stockings and suspenders, and ladies’ panties. I find it very erotic and exciting. But I’m sorry you had to find out that way." I told him it didn’t matter and not to be embarrassed. "Actually," I whispered with a smile, "so do I!" His eyes lit up. "You’re joking! Really?" Then he looked away, embarrassed again


"You’re just trying to make me feel better," he admonished me. "No I’m not," I said. "I often wear the same sort of things." He was still holding his cock and it had got harder again. "I don’t believe you!" he said, shaking his head. "You’re just trying to save my embarrassment!" I reached for my zip and pulled it down, opened the fly and showed him what I was wearing. Then throwing caution to the winds I pulled down my jeans far enough for him to be certain I was wearing soft see??‘through pink ladies’ pants, and for him to see the tops of my stockings and the suspenders. His jaw dropped as he gazed at my crotch. But I noticed that his cock had suddenly got ramrod hard and he began to stroke himself again, heedless of me. "I’m speechless!" he murmured. "All this time we’ve known each other and we share the same likes and enjoy the same hidden pleasures and we never knew it!" Watching him wanking gently was making me hard and I couldn’t resist a gentle rub myself. That only served to make me harder still, and he noticed. "It’s a turn??‘on, isn’t it?" he said, wanking himself harder and looking straight at my own erection. By now I was sure that he was gay, or at the very least bi, and seeing me in front of him with my jeans half down, wearing ladies’ pants and stockings and with an erection was obviously having its effect on him. "What is?" I enquired. "The ladies’ clothes or seeing me with a hard on?" He was becoming a bit breathless
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"Both!" he gasped. I rubbed myself again and my cock became harder still inside my pants. I could see he was enjoying the sight of it. He was now wanking himself furiously in front of me. "Wanking my cock in front of you is a turn??‘on as well!" he gasped. "Sorry! I really am! But it is!" "Stop!" I suggested gently, pulling up my jeans and reluctantly letting my cock go. "This is a waste." His strokes slowed as he looked at me in puzzlement
"What do you mean?" he asked. "Now we know each other’s little secrets," I explained, "why are we in the bathroom when there’s a perfectly good bedroom next door?" "Oh!" he exclaimed. "You mean……you and I….really? You’re happy to….I mean, if we both…." He trailed off, but the thought was evidently too much for his frustration to cope with because he suddenly let out a groan and muttered, "Oh! I’m sorry but I have to cum! I can’t stop it now!" And giving his huge cock one or two last strokes he quickly pulled up the front of his pants and jerked several times as he shot his cum into them. I could see the wet stain appearing as the cum oozed through the soft material. There was a lot of it. "Oh, I’m sorry!" he gasped yet again. "It was too late! The thought of you…and seeing your cock hard inside those lovely soft pants…it was too much!" "Stop apologising!" I said. "That was obviously a good wank and I’m pleased for you
But now there’s something I’d like to do!" He looked at me enquiringly but I said nothing, just reached forward and rubbed my hand over his pants, feeling the warm cum beneath my fingers. I rubbed gently, wiping his cum over the front of his pants, and then quickly reached inside the waistband and took his cock in my hand, wiping the remains of the cum over it. "Oh! That’s nice!" he murmured breathlessly. "That’s very nice! I like the feel of your hand on me!" I withdrew my hand and straightened up. "Come on," I suggested. "Now we have nothing to hide from each other, so let’s go and enjoy our drinks. We’ll let you recover a bit, and if you’re still up for it we’ll enjoy ourselves again a bit later." "Oh, I’m up for it, alright!" he agreed. He stood up and pulled up his jeans over his damp pants


I led the way downstairs and gave him his drink. We sipped and I said, "I see what you mean about adding a little spice. Nice that we don’t have any secrets now." He looked away. "You don’t know all my secrets," he murmured. "Well," I offered, "if you want to share them with me, I’ll be pleased to know about them." "Not sure about that!" he muttered. I raised an eyebrow. "Surely you can’t be shy or embarrassed now?" I said. He didn’t answer but glanced from me to the floor and back again. "Well, I like other things as well," he said, "but I’m not sure you’d be interested." "Not if it involves pain," I agreed. "I’m not into handcuffs, whips, latex masks or domination. Other than that, if it adds zest to sex, I’m all for it." "Hmmph!" was his rejoinder, and he sat down and nursed his drink


We sat in companionable silence for a while. "Can I ask a question?" he ventured. "Go ahead. If I don’t want to answer, I won’t." He nodded. "I’m bi," he admitted. "What about you?" "The same," I answered him. "Women were okay, but I enjoy sex with a man just as much, possibly even more." He nodded again. "I understand," he said


He shook his head thoughtfully and swallowed some of his drink. "I can’t get over the sight of you dropping your jeans and showing me your lovely pants and stockings," he mused. "And the sight of your cock, hard inside your pants was just……" he shook his head again. "And I have to say that the sight of your cock was a turn??‘on, too," I said. "It was huge. I had no idea you had such a big cock. And you’re smooth! You shave! Just as I do


I admit it turned me on to see you wanking that lovely smooth cock, wearing those pants and holdups. It made me hard. And all that lovely hot cum. Yes, I admit it. It turned me on." He smiled at me. "Good. Let’s hope I can turn you on again, in a bit," he said. I felt a stirring deep inside my balls. "Oh, I’m sure you will," I agreed
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"And look." I hesitated, trying to find the right words. "Your other, er??‘ pleasures, secrets, call them what you like. If you want to try them out on me, go ahead. If I don’t like anything, be sure I’ll let you know!" He looked at me for a while. "Maybe," he answered. "I don’t want to spoil what promises to be a terrific evening by -" "Night," I interrupted him. "Why don’t you stay the night? That way there’s no rush and we can take as much time as we like over our pleasures." He stared at me, surprised. "Okay!" he agreed
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"I’d love to! But……I’m still doubtful about….." I let him stop and ponder. Finally he made up his mind. " I like dirty sex," he said in a rush. He held up a hand. "Now if you don’t like that, okay, it’s fine. We don’t have to mention it again. Forget I said anything
But I love to be dirty when I have sex. Sometimes," he added. "By dirty, you mean….." I prompted him. Once more he looked embarrassed. "I like to wet myself," he admitted. "And more." I thought about it. "You mean you like to pee yourself?" "In my pants," he agreed. "And the more?" He looked away from me and swallowed the last of his drink, for some Dutch courage, I suspected. I decided not to help him out
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"You don’t want to tell me?" I suggested. He didn’t look at me. "I’ll tell you if you’re sure we can still…. um. Enjoy each other. As long as you don’t change your mind, because I really want to hold your cock and wank you, at the very least. If you don’t like what I like, that’s fine, but don’t let it stop us having sex, please?" I nodded
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"That’s fair enough. I promise I won’t change my mind. But if I don’t like the thought of whatever it is you do, then we won’t do that. Okay?" He looked relieved and glanced at his empty glass. I poured some more Dutch courage into it for him and he took a big swallow. "I like to fill my pants too," he blurted. "I like to do a shit in them and feel it all over my ass and my balls and my cock." He watched me for a moment. "Now you know," he added defiantly. "Dirty, very dirty and not ‘normal’." He made a sign of apostrophe marks in the air with his fingers. I thought about it


It wasn’t something I’d tried before. I tried to imagine the feel of a warm brown packet oozing into my own pants. The thought wasn’t unpleasant. I thought about that warm brown stuff sinking down to cover my balls and nestling in the crotch of my pants. The idea was rather appealing and my cock twitched. "But harmless," I pointed out. "Maybe not normal for most people, but there are thousands, if not millions, of people all around the world who enjoy it." Now he looked at me and was obviously waiting for me to complete the punch line. I finished my own drink. "I don’t think it would bother me," I finished for him. "I find the idea rather erotic." He looked very relieved
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"Yes," he said. "I find it erotic too. But if you don’t want -" It was my turn to hold up a hand. "Let’s see what happens," I suggested. "If we find we want to, we will, if not, we won’t." He looked pleased, then crestfallen at the thought that it might not happen. "Okay," he agreed. "Plenty of other things we can enjoy, anyway." But I knew from his expression that he was hoping we would do these things together, and to be honest, I rather liked the idea myself. All in good time. We spent an enjoyable evening, talking, drinking and reminiscing about various escapades in our lives, complimenting or denouncing mutual acquaintances. At one point he stood up and said, "Must go to the bathroom." "I’ll come with you," I said. In front of the bowl he unzipped and produced his cock
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I gently curled my fingers round it, feeling the warmth and the smoothness of it. He started to grow hard as his pee flowed out. I unzipped my jeans with the other hand. "I didn’t want you to wet your pants now," I said to him. "I wasn’t going to," he said, surprised, "but why not?" "Because there is all that lovely cum on them," I explained, " and I didn’t want it washed away. I want to taste that, later." I suddenly turned to him and pushed his cock inside my jeans. I could feel the warmth through my own pants as it nestled against my own cock. "But you can wet me," I told him. His eyes lit up and I felt the hot gush as he let the last of his piss go, soaking my pants and the front of my jeans. It flowed over my cock and down my thighs. "Nice!" I said as the flow stopped. "Yes, I like that!" I stroked him gently and naked funny he began to get hard again


He thrust against me, his cock buried inside my jeans. "Do you want me to cum on you?" he whispered. "Not now," I said and pulled away from him. "Later, yes, lots of it! As much as you can!" I felt my own erection starting, and he must have seen it in my eyes because his hand slid into my jeans and through the softness of my pants I felt his fingers curl round my semi??‘hard cock and begin to rub. "I want that!" he whispered. "I want to hold that and feel its heat, its hardness. I want to take it inside my mouth and suck it! I want to feel your cum gush over me!" Now I was really hard and I wanted him to continue wanking me. "Do you know what I want?" I asked quietly. "Tell me!" he urged, still holding me tightly and wanking me through the material of my pants. "I want to cum inside your pants!" I told him. "I want you to wank me till I cum, and I want to shoot it all inside your lovely soft pants so that it mixes with your own cum!" He reached down inside the elastic waistband of my pants and gently pulled my cock outside them. "Nice!" he breathed. "Oh, nice and smooth! And hard! Yes! Do it! I’m going to stroke you and hold you and wank you till you cum and I want to feel all that hot sticky cream inside my pants!" He moved his hand faster, wanking me hard and my cock was rigid in his grasp. He pulled down the waist of his own pants and aimed my cock at them. "Whenever you want!" he said. "Your cock is lovely! I love holding it and wanking you! Shoot your hot cum into my pants!" And the words, and the thought, were enough and I couldn’t hold back, great gouts of hot white cum shooting from my cock as he continued to stroke me, hitting his smooth, soft, shaven skin and banged by cocks running down inside his pants to nestle there with his own half dry cum. "Aaaahh! Nice! Hot and creamy!" he murmured. As the last drops oozed from the tip of my cock he suddenly squatted down and rubbed it over his face, licking the tip and collecting the last few drops of my cum. "Beautiful!" he murmured


He stood up, took my hand and rubbed it over his pants so that the palm of my hand was wet with cum. Then he licked my palm, savouring the taste of my cum again. "That was nice!" I told him breathlessly. "Now I need to pee myself." I let the flow run, and he held my cock as I pissed. "Oh, I do hope I’m going to get some of that later!" he murmured. "You will," I promised. I made us something to eat, a big helping for each to get our strength up, and afterwards we sat and made further inroads into the bottle. "I’m so pleased we’ve banged by cocks ended up like this," he said eventually, "you know, knowing about each other and enjoying each other’s bodies. I have to tell you it’s a great relief for me to know we can share and enjoy sex together." "Yes," I agreed. "I was surprised when I saw you in the bathroom, especially wearing those pants and holdups, but of course, I didn’t know you liked that, and you didn’t know I did, either. Yes, I agree


It’s nice to be able to share such pleasures." He smiled and rubbed the front of his jeans. "I’m so looking forward to enjoying you," he admitted. "It will be nice if I can fuck you too." I must have looked doubtful. His cock really is huge when it’s hard. "I won’t hurt, if that’s what you’re thinking, I promise," he continued earnestly. "If I can fuck you I’ll be very gentle." "Your cock is huge," I said. "Bigger than mine. I don’t know if I can take it." He smiled at me


"But I know I want you in me!" he said. "I really want you to fuck me, hard! But I want to wank you too. And suck you. It could be a long night!" We laughed. I thought about his big, hard cock probing at my ass and the thought began to make me hard. Then I thought about him holding me and wanking me again, and I got harder still
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He was watching me. "You’re getting hard," he pointed out. "What are you thinking about?" "You," I admitted. "You wanking me, even fucking me. And me wanking you and fucking you. Yes, it’s making me hard." He came over to me then, and knelt on the floor in front of me. "Relax and enjoy," he whispered, and gently unzipped my jeans. He caressed the outside of my cock through the soft pants, and at each gentle stroke of his fingers I grew harder until I was totally erect and my cock was straining inside my pants. Gently his fingers curled round me and began to wank me again. I couldn’t believe how hard it was making me and I knew I was going to cum quickly. "Where do you want me to cum?" I murmured. "In my mouth," he answered, and pulled my cock free of the top of my pants
He licked around it, the tip, the back, caressing it with his tongue and making it wet and slippery. "Cum in my mouth," he repeated and so saying, opened his lips and slid my cock inside his mouth, holding the base gently with his fingers and thumb as he continued to wank me and suck me at the same time. I was holding back as much as I could but the feeling was so pleasurable I knew I was only moments away. "Don’t swallow!" I gasped. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow without stopping his movements. "I want it back!" I gasped again. "Give it all back to me in my pants!" His eyes signalled he understood and he took me even deeper into his mouth as I pushed my hips forward to meet him. And then I felt it, that movement deep within my balls which meant that my cum had started its journey to the open air and suddenly I gushed a huge amount of hot cum into his mouth. It leaked from around his lips as he sucked and sucked and wanked me with his fingers even harder and faster and I came again, and again, filling his mouth with my hot cream. I groaned in sheer pleasure as I shot my spunk into his mouth, and then sank back, completely sated. His eyes smiled as he released my cock from his lips. Keeping them tightly closed he nuzzled my pants and pulled down the waistband. Gently he released the cum into them and I enjoyed the warm stickiness as my own cum soaked into them, running over my cock and down to my balls. "Oh, that was nice!" I gasped


"That was NICE!" He gently nuzzled his face from side to side on my pants, wiping the last few drops of cum onto them. "Glad you enjoyed it," he said with a grin. "I do love you wanking me!" I had to admit to him. "I’ll return the favour later!" He nodded. "I’m looking forward to it!" he agreed. We finished the bottle as we watched a movie on TV. I suggested we take another one upstairs with us. I had recovered from the huge climax which had emptied my balls, and the thought of going to bed with him, wearing those erotic ladies’ pants and being able to freely touch, lick, suck and feel his body was already turning me on again. Switching off the TV and the lights, we went up to the bedroom. Setting the bottle and glasses down on the bedside table I looked at him. I stripped off my tee-shirt and he did the same. "Lie down," I suggested. He grinned and obligingly lay full length on the bed. I lay beside him and gently stroked his thigh


It was warm beneath his jeans. I rubbed and stroked gently, moving my hand higher and higher, nearer his crotch. I could see his cock getting hard inside his jeans. My hand passed gently over it, feeling the heat of it and it twitched beneath my fingers. "Yes!" he murmured. "Nice!" I grasped as much of his erect cock as I could through his jeans and began to rub him
His breath became faster and his eyes closed in pleasure. I undid the top of his jeans and slowly unzipped them. His cock burst out from them, still inside his soft, silky pants, but so big that the top two inches were already protruding from the waistband. I moved on the bed and bent to nuzzle my face against his pants, feeling his hot, hard cock against my cheek and then my lips. I sucked at the material of his pants, tasting the mixture of his cum and my own. It was delicious, slightly salty, creamy and sticky. I felt his cock straining inside his pants as my mouth traced the outline of it. Pausing for a few moments I pulled his jeans down and off him. He arched his back to help me and then lay back with the holdups and the thin, soft material of his pants and his cock strained inside them


I pulled my own jeans off too, and lay beside him again. His hands roved over the tops of my stockings and his fingers traced the line of the suspenders up to my own pants. "So sexy!" he gasped. "So nice!" I bent to kiss his thigh and felt the warmth of his hot, smooth skin. I grasped his cock again and rubbed him gently. I licked the tip of it and my tongue continued to caress his helmet, the back of it and probe gently at the tiny hole. He pushed upwards against my hand. "Oh! I’m going to cum!" he gasped. "Do something, please! Take my cock outside my pants!" I pulled the top of the silky material down and his cock sprung out, ramrod straight and hard as a rock


I marvelled at the size of it. My lips closed over it and I took as much as I could in my mouth. It tasted divine, of pee and cum, and his own hot flavour. He pushed upwards, trying to get all of his cock in my mouth but there was no way I could take it all. I felt him quiver and knew he was about to erupt. Quickly I released his cock from my lips and it pointed straight up in the air, quivering, with a tiny drop of precum oozing from the tip. I quickly licked that up and savoured the taste of it. He groaned and thrust his hips upwards. I rolled over to him, kneeling above him with his huge cock pointing straight up at my balls
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Pulling the leg of my pants aside I lowered myself onto it and felt that huge member slide inside my pants, up against my own semi-hard cock. I grasped it outside my pants and wanked him once, twice, and that was it. He thrust up, hard and I felt his hot cum shoot out of his cock and onto mine, into my pants and against my skin. The hot stickiness ran down my cock and onto my balls. And still he kept shooting more and more. My pants were soaked and I felt the hotness run down my thigh as I continued to rub him, his cock twitching and quivering inside my pants as I wanked the last tiny drops of cum from him. He sank back, gasping for breath and I gently eased upwards and off his cock, now a little softer but still enormous in its semi-hard state. I rubbed my hand over my pants and felt his warm cum on my fingers. I licked them and tasted his cum, and then did it again, trying to collect as much as I could from the wet material of my pants and lick it from my fingers. I lay back beside him as he recovered his breath. "God! That was amazing!" he gasped. I was now more than semi-hard and I began to wank myself, holding my cock outside my wet pants. I suddenly realised that the fact that they were wet was turning me on


The thought of all his cum in them, the feel of the warm cum on my hands as I rubbed myself and the sensation of the stickiness on my own cock and skin suddenly made me completely erect. He was watching me, still slightly short of breath. "Your turn!" he grinned. "What do you want to do?" And suddenly I knew what I wanted. I thought about it briefly and the very thought made me quiver in expectation. "I want to fuck you," I said. He nodded. "Which way?" he asked me. Shall I kneel in front of you or shall I sit on you?" "Sit on me," I told him, and he rose up to kneel above me. I was still wanking myself very gently through my pants


His cock was in front of me, softer now but still big, and I wished he was hard again already. I loved holding his big cock and making him cum but I knew he needed time to recover. Reaching between his legs he pulled aside his own pants and began to lower himself towards me. I pulled down my own pants and my cock rose from inside them. He lowered himself some more and I guided the tip of my own hard cock inside his pants and against the cheeks of his ass. He moved a little and I felt the tip of my cock press against his rosebud. I pushed upwards as he sank lower and I felt my cock enter him, a little resistance and then I was sliding into his ass. It was warm, and felt wet
He smiled with pleasure as he felt me inside him. "Nice!" he murmured. "Fuck me!" And he began to move up and down, sliding on my cock as I strained upwards, trying to push every inch of me into his ass. We looked at each other. "You know," he murmured softly, "that if you fill me with cum, it will have to come out afterwards?" I nodded. "I know. Fine
Let it come out." And he gave a little nod and moved harder and stronger and I felt the warmth of his ass surrounding my cock and I pushed up hard, almost lifting myself off the bed as I shot my cum into him, again and again and again, filling his ass with my own hot stickiness. It lubricated his hole and my cock and the fact that it was surrounded by wetness made me stay hard for longer than I could have imagined and I jerked again as the last drops of cream shot from my cock into his ass. Now it was I who was breathless and I sank back, and he lifted himself from my cock and rolled to lie beside me. "Gorgeous!" I said. "A wonderful fuck!" "Certainly was," he agreed. "Love the feel of you in my ass. Love the feel of your hot cum squirting into me." I reached over and filled our glasses. "A little rest," I suggested, " and then we’ll find something else to do." He nodded his agreement and we half lay, half sat against the pillows and relaxed with our drinks. At one point he bent forward and his fingers eased my cock from my pants
He took me in his mouth and I felt him sucking me. But it was much too soon to get hard again. He resumed his position against the pillows and smiled at me. "Just tasting the last drops of your cum," he explained, "and anything else that I could." I guessed what he meant. There could only be one other thing he could taste on my cock. "Nice?" I asked. "Oh, yes!" he answered. "Just enough to taste but not too much." I opened the top of my pants and looked at my sleeping cock


Most of it was brown and there was brown on the front of my pants too, mixing with the cum. "Well, you didn’t taste all of it," I said. "Oh no. Saving it for later," he grinned. We lay for a while and sipped our drinks. "Do you wear those clothes outside?" he asked me. "Usually," I told him. "I try to wear them all the time. I have other things I like to wear, slips, bloomers, holdups like yours." He nodded. "We’re so much the same," he said
"I wear my stuff whenever I can. It’s rare that I don’t have any of it on." He sighed. "It’s so nice to find a like-minded person." I nodded and we relaxed for a while. Eventually I asked," What do you want to do now?" "I know exactly what I want to do," he answered firmly. "I’ve been waiting for you." "Waiting for me?" He looked at me seriously. "It’s decision time, I’m afraid," he said. "If you’re okay with my, er, desires. Or not. In which case I’ll go to the bathroom. I’m struggling to hold everything in here." "Aah
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I see." I paused. I thought about what he wanted to do. And the more I thought about it, the more I wanted him to do it. "Do it," I told him, equally firmly. He cocked an eyebrow. "Sure? Once it’s done, it’ll be too late to change your mind." "Do it," I said again. He nodded and rolled over to squat on the bed, his legs astride me as I lay beneath him. "Put your hand on my ass," he said. I reached between his legs, feeling that huge cock, soft now, rub against my arm as I curved my hand round under his pants to place my palm against his cheeks. He closed his eyes and there was a pause. Then I felt something gently pushing against my palm and I realised with a thrill of erotic pleasure that he had let go and was emptying himself, filling his pants with my cum, and his own brown stuff. The pressure grew as he expelled everything he had. A warm bulge nestled in my hand, soft, squashy and unbelievable erotic. He pushed himself against my hand and I felt it all move inside his pants, squashing against his skin
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I felt him tense as he used his muscles to push the last remainder out of himself and my hand filled again as he finally opened his eyes and looked at me questioningly. "Nice," I admitted. "The feel of all your shit inside your pants is nice." I massaged the bulge gently and he closed his eyes again, this time in pleasure. "Use your fingers to pull it down inside my pants," he instructed. "I want to feel it on my balls." I did so, gently easing and teasing the huge bulge down into the crotch of his pants, massaging it against his balls and teasing it further round to the front of his silky pants, not so white now, but soft and erotic against my fingers. His cock once again began to grow hard as I teased his warm brown stuff round onto his cock. He lowered himself gently until his ass was resting against my own soft cock and I felt the shit against me through my pants, warm, soft, squashy and to my surprise I felt my own cock getting hard yet again. He rubbed himself back and forth a couple of times, spreading his packet over his own balls and cock, inside those soft pants. "Yeeeeessss!" he breathed. Rubbing against my cock, getting hard again itself, made him hard too and the tip of his cock, covered as it was with his own brown stuff, began to protrude outside the waistband of his pants. The feel of his full pants and the feel of him rubbing against me had succeeded in bringing me to a full erection again. He reached down and grabbed my cock through my pants, wanking me gently. Suddenly he moved, turning completely round and kneeling in front of me, facing the foot of the bed. "Put your cock in my pants!" he urged me
"Fuck my pants! Push it in my full pants and cum!" I knelt up behind him and pulled my cock out from the top of my own pants. It was hard, and still mostly brown from being inside his ass. The thought of pushing it deep into his pants and being surrounded by all that brown warmth was amazing and I lunged forward, pushing my cock feverishly into the leg of his pants and feeling my cock slide into that incredible bulge of warmth. It made me so hard it was almost painful and I wanted to cum immediately. "Fuck my pants!" he said again urgently. "Yes! Yes! Fuck my shit and cum into it! Make it even softer and wetter! I want to feel your cock against mine, and my balls!" And I pounded at him hard because it was better than I could ever have imagined and I wanted to stay there and feel all that warm brown shit around my cock for ever but I wanted to cum too because I was bursting, and I grabbed his hips and pulled him against me as I thrust into his pants and let my hot cream shoot into them. The warmth in his pants squashed against me as I thrust at him and I felt the heat of my own cum as it mixed with the shit and surrounded my cock. I gasped and gasped as I fucked his pants and it was heavenly. Finally I finished and I sagged against him, completely spent. He turned round to face me again, still kneeling over me and began to wank himself through his pants. "Oh, it’s so nice!" he breathed, his eyes gleaming


"To have my pants full, to know your cum is in there too, to feel my own shit on my cock as I hold it, it’s just so nice!" He wanked himself hard, and again I marvelled at the size of his huge cock, straining in his own hand, covered with his soft brown stuff which I could see was acting as a lubricant too. His hand was grasping his cock hard, but sliding easily up and down its length. He paused and massaged some more of his packet up from the crotch of his pants and onto his cock. "Yes!" he breathed again. "Yes!" And suddenly he turned round once more, facing my feet and pushing his body backwards. He lay forward and I felt him at the waist of my own pants. His cock thrust inside them, touching my own which was still sensitive and made me jerk. I felt his hand still wanking himself inside my pants as his hard cock rubbed against mine. I felt him fetch more of his brown load and push it into the front of my pants and then he withdrew his hand and jerked back and forth as he fucked my pants, his cock thrusting against mine and pushing out the crotch of my pants as he slid back and forth in the soft brown shit that nestled against my cock. He gave a huge jerk and stayed thrust forwards and I felt his hot cum gush from him into my pants, saturating them and covering my cock and his in white creamy stickiness which mixed with the soft brown stickiness that was already there


He let out a huge groan as he came, once, twice, three times and still more of his hot cum squirted into my pants. It ran down onto my balls and I felt it on my thighs as it leaked out from the elastic at the legs. Finally he relaxed against me, his cock still buried inside my pants. "Oh, God! God!" was all he could manage to gasp. His ass was just in front of me as he lay gasping on me and I gently massaged his cheeks through the soft silk of his pants, persuading the last remaining brown stuff trapped inside them to slide down to his rosebud. I rubbed at his hole gently and he pushed backwards against my finger a little. "Yes! That too, soon!" he murmured. Finally he sat up, rolled off me and lay beside me. "Where’s my drink?" he enquired. "I really need a rest after that!" And so we lay, recovering after our sex and sipping at our drinks as our heart rates slowed and our breathing became normal again. After a while he glanced at my pants, then at me. There was a hopeful look in his eyes. "I suppose….is there a chance you might…..?" he trailed off and looked at my pants again. I thought about it
I could feel a pressure inside me. I thought it very likely. Did I want to? Yes. "I think it’s quite likely, quite soon," I said. His eyes glowed in expectation of pleasure to come. "Let me know when it’s time," he said. "I want to enjoy every second of it when you do it!" "Right now," I said, "I need to pee." "In my pants!" he said immediately. "On top of me and go inside the leg and let it all go on me!" So now I rolled over to lie on him, holding my cock and pushing it inside his pants leg. "Are you sure?" I asked him
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"I think there might be quite a lot." "I’m sure," he said positively. "Are you sure about your bed?" "Sheets can be washed," I answered, and without more ado I let myself go and felt my hot piss gush out into his pants. His eyes closed again and he just kept breathing ‘yes!’ quietly as he felt my flow soak into his pants and his shit and my cum. I was right. There was a lot of it. I felt it soaking into my own pants too, and the feeling was very erotic and sexy. "Yes!" he repeated, again and again
"More! Beautiful! So hot! Wonderful!" Eventually I finished and withdrew my cock and lay back beside him. His eyes remained closed but his hand went to his pants and he massaged his cock through them, squelching in the wetness and the brownness and rubbing it over his pants as much as he could. Then he did the same to me, rubbing my pants and holding my cock through the material, massaging his own cum and my piss into a glorious wet, sticky mixture that I could feel on my skin and on my cock. We were silent for a while, enjoying the feelings. Idly I reached over and rubbed his cock gently again. "I love you doing that," he said. "It’s so nice when someone else holds your cock and wanks you." "What do you want to do now?" I asked. I had a feeling I knew what he wanted
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"Do you want me to wank you until you cum and shoot your cum on me, into your pants, or into my cock and balls, or do you want me to roll over so that you can push your cock into me and fuck my ass?" "I want to fuck you!" he said with a guttural growl. "Very much! Wank my cock a bit!" I reached for his cock and began to rub him slowly to make him erect yet again. It wasn’t instantaneous, but it didn’t take long. Gradually his huge cock, wet, glistening and quite brown from our previous exploits, began to show itself above the waist of his pants, equally wet and brown now. "I’ll sit on you," I told him. I wasn’t going to do this any other way at first. If his enormous length and girth was going to slide into my ass I wanted to control how it happened. He nodded, and pulled his cock free of his pants. Again it stood, a ramrod hard pole and I moved to straddle him. He reached up, rubbed my cock and massaged my balls for a moment then pulled aside the leg of my wet, brown pants


Gently I lowered myself until I felt the tip of his rod probing at my cheeks. He guided it to my rosebud and I felt a twinge of worry. I really wanted to feel his cock fucking me but I was still dubious about being able to accept that huge gleaming rod in me. I lowered myself a little more and now the tip of his cock was pushing at my rosebud, straining to enter. I’ve long since learnt that the best way to accept something in the ass is push out as if emptying yourself, not clench your buttocks, which is the natural reaction and tightens everything up. So I closed my eyes and pushed outwards, moving a little lower at the same time. I felt his hands moving and guessed that he was lubricating his length, either with the wet piss in our pants, or perhaps some of the brown packet that nestled within
His hands reached up and gently grasped my hips easing me downwards and now I felt that huge rod pushing my muscle aside and sliding slowly into me. It felt huge, enormous. It was huge. Gradually he slid further into me and I could feel every inch of him as his cock gradually probed further and further into my ass. "Oh, that’s nice!" he murmured. "I can feel heat, and wetness


I think you’re full!" I thought I was too. The feel of his member in me made me want to expel, and I knew that as soon as he withdrew I would have to. By now I could feel the tip of him deep inside me and pushing at the top of my bowels. I was just about to say ‘enough, I can’t take any more’, when he breathed out a long sigh. "I’m in you," he said, almost wonderingly. "I’m right inside you and it’s gorgeous!" Gently I moved up and down, and whatever it was that was lubricating us worked, because I could feel him sliding easily inside me as I moved. He pushed his hips upwards to meet my movements


His hands were still grasping my hips, working me up and down on his length. His movements became more urgent, faster, his upward heaves more thrusting and each time I felt that magnificent cock slide deep within my asshole. "God, that’s so good!" he breathed. "Fucking you is just so nice!" Now he was really heaving at me and his hands were pulling me down onto his length more urgently. "I wish we could do this doggy style!" he gasped. "If you come out, I shall have to let go," I warned him. "Roll over with me," he pleaded, and stopped his movements, staying buried as deep as he could inside me. Gently and carefully we both rolled to one side, making sure that he stayed inside me. He supported his weight on one hand as I drew my knees up and managed to get in a kneeling position. He straightened himself behind me and again his hands grasped my hips, now pulling me backwards onto him. "Oh, yes!" he gasped. "Now I want to fuck you and fuck you!" And he began to move again, thrusting at me and sliding almost his entire length in and out of me without ever actually allowing himself to withdraw. "Oh, that is just heaven!" he gasped, quite loudly it seemed to me. "I’m fucking you! I’m fucking your lovely, wet, tight, full ass!" And he thrust harder and deeper and I really wanted to expel him and everything I had, but there was no way I could do that while he was still thrusting his huge cock inside my man-cunt, filling me to the exclusion of all else. "Let me rape you!" he gasped. And without more ado he pounded at me so hard that each movement sent me forward onto the pillows. I could feel his huge balls banging against me as he thrust and pounded and pushed every inch of that huge, magnificent cock as hard and as deep as he possibly could into my ass hole
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He started to talk, muttering to himself rather than me. "I love being in your ass! My cock is filling your ass and I can feel all your shit surrounding it as I fuck you! And it’s nice to fuck you hard! I’m raping you! I’m fucking your tight ass and I’m going to fill you with my cum! I’m going to shoot all my hot cream into your ass, into your shit and I’m going to fill you so full when I cum---" And I felt him jerk, and a hot gush inside me as the first jet of his cum shot out of his cock and into my ass. He pounded again, and again another jerk and a huge spasm as he shot more cum. And now he fucked me so hard and so fast I could hardly tell if he was fully in me or half out and with each forward thrust I felt more of his hot cum gush into me. I couldn’t believe how much there was. Surely he must soon be finished, but it seemed not, and although it was probably only several seconds it seemed ages as he continued to thrust his great cock into me and each time he did there was another hot gush of cum spurting into me. He was sliding in and out of me even easier and faster than before and I guessed that his spunk was acting as a further lubricant. Finally his strokes slowed and he eventually stopped, his cock buried to the hilt in me. He was gasping so hard he sounded like he’d just run a mile or more. We stayed like that for several minutes. His cock was gradually becoming softer within me, although it was still enormous


I liked the feeling of him being deep in me, but I knew that soon he would withdraw, and I wanted him to be ready. "Let me know when you’re going to leave me," I said, "because as soon as you do, I’m going to let go." "Yes!" he gasped. "Yes! In a moment! I want to put my hand against your ass as you do it! I want to feel you fill your pants!" And then he gently and very slowly began to pull his cock from me. I felt it sliding back and it seemed there was no end to it, but suddenly it was gone. I felt him pull the leg of my pants back into place and his warm hand spread over my cheeks. I couldn’t wait for a second longer, and with relief I allowed my muscles to relax and felt the contents of my ass moving towards freedom. With a huge gush I emptied my ass, feeling all the brown stuff that his cum had softened shoot out of my ass and into my pants. It was hot against my cheeks and there was a tremendous amount of it. I heard him murmuring excitedly as the bulge in my pants filled his hand and he pushed it back against me, spreading it over me as much as he could inside my pants. Just when I thought I’d finished I realised there was more and I pushed outwards again, a second huge pile leaving my rosebud and swelling the bulge that was already stretching my pants as far as they could go. I was conscious of his exclaims of delight and rapture without actually hearing him. He realised I’d finally finished and his hands rubbed against the huge bulge in my pants
I felt him manipulating it down. Still kneeling, as I was, I felt the heat of it as it reached my balls but he didn’t stop there. Gently and carefully he eased all the contents down and down, round under my balls until they were completely immersed in it, and then further, round and up the front of my pants. I felt it reach the base of my cock and even further still as he used his fingers and the palm of his hand to drag more of it up onto my cock until that too was completely buried in it. The feel of it surrounding my cock and the touch of his fingers against my balls and cock was enough to start my erection again. He grasped my cock from outside my pants, and I felt the shit and cum squash warmly against it as he started to wank me. He stroked me for several minutes. I was now as hard as I was ever going to be. "Let me fuck you!" I managed to gasp. "I want to stick my hot cock and all my shit into you!" He immediately let me go and assumed his own kneeling position beside me


I moved over, getting between his legs and feverishly dragging down the waistband of his pants. I felt the heat of my brown packet as I reached into the waist of my pants and pulled my rampant cock out. Without a word I just lunged forward, wanting nothing more than to bury my cock in his ass and cum into him. His cheeks were still wet and brown and as I guided my cock towards his rosebud I saw that amidst the brown which covered my cock there were streaks of white;- his cum. I probed at his ass and slid in him without any effort. His muscles were open to receive me and I looked down and saw that my shit and his own cum was going inside him too. The thought was the final straw. I had time for just two huge thrusts into him, feeling the heat and wetness of his ass hole before I shot my own cum into him:- once, twice, three times a huge gush of cum left me to splash inside his ass


Gradually the spasms eased and became less forceful, but I knew I’d just shot a lot of cum into him. I was exhausted, and allowed myself to fall back onto the bed, my cock dripping with the last drops of spunk and still outside my pants. He relaxed too, rolling to lie on his back. He grabbed my hand and pushed it under him, just in time as he expelled his own bowels and again I felt a bulge as he filled his pants with his brown packet and my cum. I squashed it against him, but I really wanted to rest a bit. The orgasm as I fucked him had been so intense I just couldn’t do anything more until I’d rested. "I think," I gasped, "a little rest would be a good idea." He nodded. "Yes! I think so! God I haven’t had so much banged by cocks sex so quickly for yonks! But oh so nice!" We lay quietly and I felt my eyelids drooping. I was quite ready to nod off and have a snooze while my body recovered. I heard his deep breathing beside me and when I glanced at him he was already dozing himself. Gratefully, I let my eyes close completely and I slept. I awoke to the feel of a hand rubbing my pants and as I opened my eyes I realised he was again massaging my cock through the thin, dirty material of my pants. "Hi!" he greeted me


"Nice snooze?" "How long?" I muttered, still not fully awake. "About half an hour," he answered. "I thought a coffee would be nice. Any chance?" I nodded and rubbed my eyes. I swung out of bed to sit on the edge of it and as I did I felt all the contents of my pants squash hard against my balls and the base of my cock. The feeling was wonderful and I knew this was going to become a regular thing for me now. "Oh, that’s a nice feeling," I murmured. "When it squashes against you as you sit?" he asked. "I know. Wonderful." I stood up and my pants stuck to my ass and balls, held there by the delightful brown, and white, stickiness inside them. "Yes, a coffee is definitely on the agenda, I think," I agreed. We went downstairs and as we reached the kitchen he grabbed my shoulders and swung me round to face him. He wrapped his arms round my back and gave me a big hug. "Thanks," he murmured
"Thanks for understanding, for being who you are, and for doing what we’ve just done together." He released me and stood, watching me. I wasn’t sure what to say to him at first, and then I answered, "And thank you for introducing me to the delights of full and wet pants! I had no idea it was so erotic and so sexy and such a turn-on!" He smiled an acknowledgement and I busied myself making coffee while he watched. "I hope," he said, "that you’re going to keep your pants on until tomorrow? Or do you want to change into clean ones?" "Whatever for?" I asked in surprise. "I like the feel of them being full so why should I want to change them? We still have lots of time and I think after the coffee we’ll have recuperated enough to start all over again. No, I’m happy to stay as I am, if you are." "Oh, yes," he said with a grin. "I shall want to stay like this until I get home, and maybe not even change then for a while." He came close to me and stood just behind me as I prepared the coffees. Then his arm circled me and he placed his hand on my cock. "Stand still," he murmured. "I want to wank you again." And as I stood and did things with coffee and spoons and sugar and hot water, he rubbed me and stroked me, making me erect again very quickly. Staying outside my pants, he grasped my cock completely and wanked me faster. I felt my legs trembling as the exhilaration of his hand on my cock grew and suddenly I was cumming again, shooting hot white spunk into the front of my full, dirty pants. "Aaah!" I gasped
And I let out a groan as I reached the heights of ecstasy, spunking hotly into my own pants. Feverishly his hand rubbed all over the front of me as my cock twitched again and I felt the fresh hot cum and the brown stickiness in my pants spread over my stomach and cock. "Ooooohhh! Nice!" I gasped again and sagged a bit, supporting myself on the kitchen counter. As I rested there, my body still trembling from my climax, I felt his cock pushing against my ass. "Bend over!" he suddenly pleaded, an urgent note in his voice. "Bend over the chair! I want to fuck you again!" And before I could say or do anything he had grasped me and manipulated me so that I was bending over a kitchen chair, my hands supporting me on it and my ass presenting itself to him in the air. I felt him feverishly pulling down the waist of my pants even
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2011-Nov-29 - FUCK AND LICK

Fuck and lick. It's been just the two of us for 4 years now. It's hard for a little girl to lose her mother at 12 years old. Just when fuck and lick puberty is starting and she's beginning the journey into womanhood. But we've done alright, I've tried to be a kind, yet firm and understanding father


We regularly discuss things together and occasionally get involved in school or community events. She's almost a straight 'A' student, she serves on the student council, and competes in sports like Volleyball and Badminton. I guess we've done all right. I guess we really haven't been alone, we've had each other. Her long strawberry blond locks fuck and lick and blue eyes always reminded me of her Mother. Now, I have always tried to encourage her to be nice to others, but sometimes her kindness goes too far. The other day she came home from school with a close friend, Corriere
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A nice girl who had a problem. Corriere's problem was she didn't have anywhere to live. Her mother threw her out of the house, she claimed Corriere was trying to seduce her boyfriend. Her father had passed away several years ago, and she claimed her mother has brought home loser after loser ever since. fuck and lick This latest guy moved in and has been living with them for a several months now. Corriere claims he was coming on to her, without any encouragement from her "what-so-ever"! She doesn't even like the guy. I was thinking that this should probably be reported to the police since Corriere's a minor, throwing her out is against the law and the case should be handled by Family Social Services. Corriere pleaded with me not to call the police, she claimed her mother would blondes like to cum come around
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She said as soon as her mother realized what a loser this guy is she'd come begging her to come back home. She was afraid bringing the police into the matter would aggravate her mother even more. We do have a spare bedroom so I, very reluctantly, agreed to let her stay for a "little while". Little did I know what I was letting myself in for. First let me tell you a little bit about Corriere
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She really is a sweet girl, the same age as my daughter, but looks more like 21. She's not a very tall girl, at about 5', she has silky black hair that is so long she has to be careful not to sit on it. She has full breasts and loves to show off a little cleavage when ever possible. Otherwise she wears loose fitting tops and shows off by bending over frequently. Short skirts are a staple in her wardrobe, and she has the long, lovely legs to support them. Most of her skirts are tight to show off another, shall we say, very fine ASSet. Her mysterious green eyes seem to radiate a warmth that could melt ice. She has an adorable nose, and full pouting lips
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Basically she had the face of an angel, the body of a stripper, and the mind of a High School teenager. A dangerous combination. The trouble started day-one, first thing in the morning. I opened my bedroom door and stepped out into the hall. The door to the hall bathroom opened and a naked figure backed out


Of course it was Corriere with her hair in a towel. She turned around and I got a free shot, she gasped and froze for a second. I closed my eyes, as she pulled the towel from her hair to cover herself. She apologized as she and told me I could open my eyes. I did and she shyly explained that she didn't know anybody else was awake yet. I told her I usually get up this early to go to work, and not to worry about it, everything was fine. She slipped by me and trotted off down the hall, not bothering to cover that perfect round butt as it bounced behind her. Hey, I know she was only 16, but I'm only human, besides I only watched for a few seconds


Things went down hill from there. We often repeated the early morning hallway encounter, she seemed to have a bad memory, but claimed to be having trouble adjusting to living with a man in the house. (Didn't she say her mother's boyfriend had been living with them?) Other things happened as well, like flashing me a pantie shot when ever possible, and the loose fitting tops with the frequent bending over. In the days that followed I grew quite familiar with her taste in undergarments. Of course when I did my best to ignore that, she stopped wearing undergarments at home. She was now flashing me beaver shots when ever possible, and frequently bending over, bra-less. In addition when she wasn't wearing a loose fitting top, her nipples would poke through the tight fitting, cleavage revealing tops
Like I said earlier, I'm only human, and my love life has been a bit dry lately. Most single women my age fall into three categories: - Desperate - These women usually have kids and are hell bent on finding a father for them, and a Husband for themselves. They become dependent on your company almost instantly, and often call on you to help her with those, "man-type-jobs-around-the-house". The phone calls and demands on your time can be overwhelming, it's meant to be. She's testing you to see if your the kind of "family-oriented-man" she's looking for. - Forever Young - These woman are divorced and quite frequently have neglected, unruly, and disrespectful children. If old enough these kids are often in trouble with the law. This woman feels a 6 year old no longer requires a babysitter


She always wants to go out clubbing. Romantic candlelight dinner, boring. Rent a video and spend a quiet evening at home, not for this girl. Dinner and a movie? No way! She wants to drink and party all night, then come home and have drunken sex until the sun comes up. These woman may, or may not, be alcoholics, and may also have one or more additional drug dependencies as well (marijuana, cocaine, Valium....). - Obsessive - These women can be dangerous, the kind you may need to get a restraining order against. This is the kind of woman who calls daily and if you don't answer, demands to know why you didn't, when she finally gets a hold of you. You can find this type of woman sitting on your porch waiting for you to come home, and demanding to know where you've been
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To make matters worse, she may also be a Bible-thumper, hell bent on saving your soul. After dating one of these, in addition to the restraining order, you may need to get your phone number and locks changed (she may have borrowed your keys, and had copies made). All the good stable women, that are attractive, are also married, and their husbands aren't about to let them go. The outlook has been pretty bleak. So, out of frustration, I've taken a short break from the dating scene, and haven't had sex in weeks. Now I have this lovely little hottie running around trying to turn me on every time I look at her. If this was how she acted at home, then I could see why her mother thought she was seducing her boyfriend
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The last straw came Wednesday night when my daughter was at Student Council and Corriere and I were home alone. She started by flashing me all Wednesday afternoon, no panties, no bra, so I was seriously considering looking up a "Forever Young" girl I once dated. Sure she was an alcoholic with a Cocaine addiction, but I figured sex with a drunken, strung out, woman was better than going to jail for statutory rape, which I was on the verge of committing. No sooner had my daughter left when I heard Corriere coming downstairs. I was watching T.V. and didn't notice her until she went to sit down on the sofa. She was brushing her long hair as she sat down. She was barefoot, wearing only a short loosely tied robe
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As she sat down, below the waist, the front of the robe parted giving me a clear shot of her dark bush. Above the waist the front fell open, clearly exposing one of those lovely mounds. It was too late to call "Ms. Forever Young" I was loosing control. From the view I had of that lovely young body, the possibility of going to jail seemed perfectly reasonable
I shook my head when I noticed a smile curled her lips, clearly indicating to me that she was enjoying this! She was getting off on teasing me! I was upset to say the least. I stood up and said, "Young lady! That is NOT the way we dress in this house!" She calmly looked up at me then looked down at her robe, and said, "Oh, sorry." She tugged on the bottom of her robe partially obscuring her bush, but doing nothing to close the top or cover her breast. She resumed brushing her hair, as the smile came back. I slowly and deliberately told her, "I'm afraid 'sorry' isn't going to cut it this time!" I had no idea where this was going, I was making this up as I went along. She looked up at me and the smile slowly faded from her lips as she replied, "Geez, don't blow a gasket." I took a step towards her and grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. She cried "OW!" even though I know I didn't hurt her. Her robe was so loosely tied that it now fell open, completely exposing the left side of her gorgeous body


The right side was partially covered because her robe was hung up on the erect nipple of her right breast. My eyes strayed and she picked up on that and the smiled started to come back as she seductively asked, "What are you gonna do? Send me up to my room?" I was at a loss for words, they way she said that seemed almost like an invitation. I weakly said, "You need to be punished." She saw she was in the driver seat so in a seductive, yet defiant tone she told me, "I don't want to go up to my room. You'll have to take me up there." I wasn't going to let her drive, I bent over and threw her, nearly naked body over my shoulder, which stunned her for a second. She soon recovered and kicked a little making a mock protest. If I took her up to her room now, I was gonna do it, there was no way to avoid it


Dammit, I was only human! I turned to head for the stairs, and fought for control of my libido, she was sure of herself, I had to get back in control. I stopped short at the basement door, my mind was racing, this would still probably land me in jail, but maybe not for as long. I opened the door and headed down the stairs. She paused her mock struggling and asked, "Wait, where are you taking me?" There was an uncertain quality to her voice, I was moving back into driver seat now. I replied in a self assured tone, "I don't have a woodshed to take you out to, so I'm taking you down to my wood shop." She said, "Woodshed? Wood shop? What are you talking about?" her confusion apparent in her voice. I took her into my wood shop and set her down. It was kind of cool in the basement, she shivered and closed her robe around her. She looked at me like I was crazy
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I locked the door then pulled up a bench and sat down. She looked at me and I patted my lap, she sort of gave a half smiled and asked, "You want me to sit on your lap?" I shook my head and said, "No I want you to lay across my lap." She stared at me in confusion for a second them a light slowly came on in her head as she realized what I was planning on doing. She cried "Oh no, not that!" and tried to back away, but I took hold of her wrist and I pulled her down across my lap. The light fabric of the robe was no problem, that fell away sliding up her back as that part of her body was currently inverted. She put her hands on the floor and tried to get a footing so she could get away, but I held her hips firmly with my left hand. I wasted no time and spanked that lovely round ass with my right hand, leaving a bright pink hand print on her creamy white bottom. She cried, "Stop that!" I continued to spank her as she struggled, her butt felt so firm
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A few spanks later it became apparent to her she wasn't going to get away, she stopped struggling and tried to cover her bottom with her hands, and the brush she was still holding. I grabbed her slender feminine wrists and pinned them behind her back. She whined, whimpered and and kicked her long, sexy legs as I continued to spank her with my hand, quietly counting to myself. At 25 her bottom was just starting to get pink, but my hand was getting sore. I wasn't done. I twisted the hairbrush out of her hand and continued spanking her with that. She screamed as the brush must've stung a bit more than my hand did. She cried and begged me to stop, but at one time she paused took a deep breath and sighed between spankings. I gave her 25 more with the brush then stood her up


Her robe was wide open for my viewing pleasure as she rubbed her bottom. Her lower lip was pushed out in a pout as she said in a little girl voice, "That wasn't very nice."I stood up and went to my workbench, she watched as I pulled out a drawer with these long thin leather straps. They were pretty thick, I used them as a way to stop doors and lids from opening too far and damaging their hinges. I pulled out a long one, She seemed a little scared as she asked, "Now what?" I replied, "You don't seem to bee showing any remorse for your actions, so I think you need some more convincing." She repeated the words, "Remorse? Convincing?" I replied, "Your not sorry for what you did yet, so I'm going to punish you until you are!" She backed away and said, "I'm sorry. Really I am, I'll be good." I walked toward her and said, "I'm doing this for your own good." which was a lie, I was doing it for my own good. I pushed the robe from her shoulders, she let it fall to the floor and I told her, "Now give me your hands." She timidly held out her hands, nervously eying the strap. She seemed relieved when I turned her hands face down, crossed them at the wrist and started wrapping the leather strap around them
I wound the leather around each wrist and both wrists together to evenly distribute her weight, and not leave any permanent marks. She was unsuccessfully attempting to hide that smug smile from me as she asked, "What are you going to do to me?" I didn't reply as I walked her over underneath my chin-up bar. I lifted her arms up, she tried to put them around me, but I blocked that attempt brought them straight up. I threw the free end of the leather strap over the chin-up bar, and pulled it until she was up on her toes, she let out a sexy little squeal that almost made me come. The smile disappeared from her face and was replaced by a look of concern. I tied off the strap with a quick knot and stepped back. My what a lovely sight. Her hair was hanging down her back as she tilted her head up looking at the strap holding her in that position
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Her back was slightly arched, her pink bottom sticking out a little, and her firm teenage breast still jutted out proudly. And those long lovely legs, one slightly bent and the other one straight with just her toes touching the ground as she studied her predicament. I took another leather strap and used it to tie her legs together at the ankles. She looked down at me and asked, "Would it do any good to say I'm sorry?" As I stood up, I replied, "You don't sound very contrite." She asked, "How long are you going to leave me hanging here?" I replied, "Oh. not long." as I parted her hair and ran it over her shoulders, down the front. It softly cascaded down over those beautiful breasts
I continued, "Just until I feel that you are truely sorry, and that you are going to behave from now on." She giggled and asked, "And how long do you think that will take?" I walked back to my scrap barrel as I told her, "Oh, not long...." I selected a 3 foot long furring strip, left over from installing the ceiling in the game room, and continued, "...not long at all." I took a two handed baseball bat swing at her exposed bottom with the rough, wooden stick. She screamed in surprise, then howled in pain. I didn't let her recover before I hit her again. I noticed both her feet were off the ground as her bound legs kicked helplessly and started swinging. She gasped and wailed as I hit her again as she swung backwards


She doubled up her legs, pulling them up to her chest, trying to hide her bottom as she wailed, "Oooowww!" She looked so sexy with her legs doubled up like that, while they were tied together. I adjusted my angle a little bit and took another swing, making a loud crack. She wailed and let her legs drop in defeat. She groaned, "Your hurting me..." I replied, "It's for your own good, it's the only way you'll ever learn your lesson." I spanked her again, noticing the red marks the furring strip was leaving on her bottom. She moaned, "I'm sorry


I learned my lesson. I'll be good. I'll behave!" I replied, "I wish I could believe that." as I spanked her again. She yelped and moaned, "You can believe me, really! I'll be good!" I continued to spank her with that strip for a total of 25 times, A couple of times she seemed to hold her breath and tense up, then relax after the next swat. It was kind of strange. I went and put the furring strip away, she cried, "I'm so, so, sorry. Please stop spanking me..." I told her, "Well, all together, you've only been spanked 75 times. I think you need more than that to really learn your lesson." She wailed, "Noooo! No more! I learned my lesson. I'll be good, I'll be an angel
Just please stop." I looked around to see what I should finish off the last 25 with. My tool belt caught my eye, but it was to thick and had all those rivets, loops, and pockets. Then I got another idea, I pulled my belt off and wrapped it around my hand until I had about a foot to a foot and a half sticking out. I walked up behind her she tilted her head back and asked, "Please?" Then screamed as she saw me swing my arm, the belt made a whooshing sound as it cut through the air. She tensed up and yelped when the belt hit her red ass. It left an even darker red stripe


She almost whispered, "Please,,, no..." I continued to spank her with my belt, making dark red stripes, criss-crossing that lovely ass. She just cried and barley whimpered as I continued to spank her, but that curious tensing up and relaxing seemed to happen more often this time. I stopped after I gave her 25 with the belt and noticed a few tears had dripped down to the floor. I slipped my belt back on as I walked around in front of her. She sniffed and in a voice barley over a whisper, she pleaded, "No more, please. I'll be so good, I'll be a perfect angel. I'll do anything you ask, ANYTHING! I really am so, so sorry


Please, PLEASE believe me!" I brushed her hair back from her tear streaked face, the tears on the floor had dripped down from her breasts that were wet from her tears. I kissed her cheek and told her, "Okay, I believe you, I won't spank you anymore." She smiled and started crying again as she said, "Thank you, thank you so much." I added, "But, I'm going to let you hang there for a few minutes and contemplate your punishment." She nodded and asked, "But no more spanking?" I repeated, "No more spanking." The reason I wanted her to hang there was more for me than for her. My balls were about to explode, I needed some release, any release. I went back around behind her and grabbed a shop towel off the work bench. She was a lovely sight, those long sexy legs topped with a beautiful, bright red ass. Her waist was so narrow above her flared hips


I pulled out my rock hard penis and started stroking it. It took about 30 seconds, and an involuntary groan slipped out, as I blew my load into the shop towel. If she didn't know what I was doing back here before, she probably did now. I went to throw the shop towel in my laundry box, then gave it a second thought and tossed it in the waste basket. I came up behind her and touched her red bottom. She flinched as I touched it
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It felt very warm, almost hot. I walked around to the front of her, as she sweetly told me, "I'll be your perfect little angel. I'll do anything you say, anything you want, anything at all." I smiled at her and wiped away the tears, and replied, "I know." I knelt down and untied her strap binding her ankles, then reached up and untied the knot that held her up. Her arms came down, around me. She tightened them up and whispered, "I'll do anything you ask me to, ANYTHING!" She was almost begging me, and it's not hard to guess what a naked young woman means when she says 'anything'. I turned around and started to untie her hands
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She pressed her breast against my back and laid her head between my shoulder blades and whispered, "Anything, anything you want. Anything at all." I untied her hands and turned around, her arms went around my neck as she pulled her firm naked body close to mine, her firm breasts pressed against my chest as she pulled herself up, her lips just inches from mine she sweetly asked, "What would you like your angel to do?" I was getting excited again, but I wasn't going to let her take over. I calmly replied, "First, you discuss your punishment with no one." she nodded and said, "No! Of course not." I continued, "Second, let's go upstairs." She nodded and replied, "Okay!" She had a little trouble walking at first, as she rubbed her sore bottom. She picked up her brush, but intentionally left her robe, she obviously wanted to remain naked to tease me some more. She bounce off to the stairs as I picked up her robe. She waited at the base of the stairs until I was right behind her. She bounced up the stairs, as I watched that beautiful red bottom


About halfway up she paused with one leg on a higher step, her slightly legs spread apart. She asked, "When does Stephanie get home?" I looked up at her glistening pussy and saw slick wetness extending down her thighs for about 3 inches. She got off on me spanking her! She was so wet it was practically running down her thighs! She wanted me as badly as I wanted her, of course that didn't matter she was still only 16 and my daughters best friend. I couldn't fuck her. She turned around which snapped me out of my trance and asked again, "When does Stephanie usually get back?" I glanced at my watch and said, "About 15-20 minutes." She sighed and continued up the stairs, saying, "Not much time." I stared at that adorable red butt and briefly fantasized holding it in my hands, while making love to this young beautiful woman. I quickly shook my head to clear that fantasy, I knew I'd gone too far already, I had to get a hold of myself
At the top of the stairs she turned to the right to go upstairs, a said, "Here, take this." as I handed her the robe. She looked, "Aren't you coming with me? We haven't got much time." I replied, "I know, so your going to be a good little angel and get ready for bed." She stood there with her mouth hanging open as she took the robe. I kissed her forehead and hugged her, then asked, "You know why I spanked you?" she slowly shook her head no, then stopped and, looking down at the floor, said, "Well, I guess I know. I've been pretty bad. I haven't been wearing panties or a bra for days, and tonight, with the robe... well..." I said "No, I spanked you because I care about you." She looked up at me, and I gently touched her cheek and continued, "You are a beautiful young lady, and I think you should start acting more like one
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Now hurry up, I think you could use a shower before bed." She looked a little stunned as she looked at me, then with a bewildered smiled, said, "Okay." as she turned and headed up the stairs. I sat down in my recliner and breathed a sigh of relief. Of course if anybody found out about what just happened downstairs, I'd be on my way to jail, but I didn't screw her. I allowed myself to consider that at least a small victory. Fifteen minutes later my daughter came home. We talked for a few minutes, I let her vent about how stupid some of the boys on the council are. She went up to her bedroom to finish her homework and I followed a few minutes later. I checked with her to see if she needed any help, then I checked on Corriere, who was sleeping. I won't lie about it


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2011-Nov-28 - SQUIRT HARDCORE BLONDE

Squirt hardcore blonde. I moved into number 2 Hillcrest the day of my 19th birthday. It was a small apartment with a tiny kitchen, a small sittingroom, shower room and a bedroom big enough for a double bed and a bedside cabinet. I didn’t care, it was mine – all mine. I didn’t know a soul in this town and that was just how I liked it. I’d just made myself a coffee and started to flick through a magazine when there was a knock on my door
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Wondering who on earth it could be I slid the chain on before opening the door. A man, elderly, was standing there. “Hello” he said, “I noticed I had a new neighbour and thought it would be a neighbourly thing to introduce myself” and proceeded to push his hand through the crack in the door to shake my hand. A little startled I smiled and shook his hand. “hi I’m Jill” I said, “pleased to meet you”
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“Albert” he said, “I stay across the landing at number 4, if you need anything or just fancy a chat just pop over, my doors always open and I know how difficult it is being on your own and being in a new place”. With that he nodded at me then turned and left. “Thank squirt hardcore blonde you” I called after him, “I’ll do that”, but not having the slightest intention of ever knocking on his door. A couple of days later I came home after a pretty soul destroying tour of the job centres and local bars and shops. “Sorry, we’ve nothing just now” was the message from them all. I let myself into the apartment and immediately the cold hit me
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“Shit” I thought as I realised my heating was definitely not working. I went to the boiler which was silent and had no idea what to do. I knew I couldn’t afford to call a service engineer and stood there wondering what the hell to do. After the day I’d had it was just the final straw. I heard the sound of a key in a lock then sound of a door shutting. “I wonder” I thought to myself as I crossed the landing and knocked on Alberts door. He opened and smiled at me. “Hello there” he said
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He told me about himself, he was 71, that he had been a widower for 12 years and that his family had all but abandoned him choosing to only contact him on birthdays and Christmas. After about an hour I made to leave but felt I should thank him for his help so insisted he come over to mine later and have some supper with me, to which he accepted. Albert arrived at my door at 7.30 as arranged sporting a bottle of red wine. Thankfully the apartment was now warm and I told him to go sit down while I served up supper. We chatted, ate and drank and had a very pleasant evening. We moved from the small table to the single sofa and settled ourselves. I suppose it must squirt hardcore blonde have been the wine, perhaps my lack of male contact for so long, or maybe just loneliness but I began to find myself wondering what it would be like kissing him. Tell me about your wife Albert” I heard myself asking him. “You must miss her”
He smiled a kinda far away smile and told me she had been a beautiful, gentle woman and yes, he missed her every day. He described her hair, her eyes and her smile and I felt myself being drawn closer to him. Then without another thought I leaned into him and kissed him softly, lingering longer than a friendly kiss. I drew back slightly, afraid I had offended or shocked him but he just smiled then reached behind my head and drew me back to him and we kissed. Softly, gently at first, then deeper and harder. My heart was racing, not once did I think that he was older than my Grandad. My only thought was how excited I was becoming. I knew he was becoming as excited as I was, his breathing became heavier and his hands were running up and down my back
He dipped his head and started to kiss and bite my neck. I was so turned on. I wanted to touch him, to let my hands roam his body. I could feel through his shirt that he was a man who had taken care of himself, he felt firm and strong. I started to unbutton his shirt, never letting him stop kissing and biting me and my hands met warm, firm flesh. His breath sharpened when I touched his nipples and from this he took is cue. Reaching beneath my t shirt he stroked his way up my braless body till his fingers found my rock hard nipples
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He flicked and rolled them between is fingers making my body arch forward seeking more. I broke from him and took my t shirt off. He held me away slightly from him and took in my body, feasting his eyes on my large firm breasts. A growl came from him as he plunged his head to my chest and began sucking each in turn. I was moaning with desire as I removed his shirt. I couldn’t remember ever being this turned on and I told him that. He sucked harder, taking the whole nipple into his mouth and flicking his tongue over it
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I could feel my pussy flooding. I reached for his trousers but his hand stopped me and he lifted his head, looking me in the eyes. I looked at him pleadingly and asked what was wrong. “your 19 latin teen makes Jill, I’m 71 and I want to do the dirtiest things you can imagine to you. Are you sure this is what you want? If your not sure we stop now, but if we take this any further I can promise you I wont stop no matter how much you ask me too Stop?? I didn’t want this to stop! I looked him in the eyes and said “Albert, all I can think about right now is you fucking me with your 71 year old hard cock. I don’t want to stop
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Spectacular sex caucasian. For the last several years, my wife, J, and I have discovered that she has exhibitionist tendencies that have proven to be a source of stimulation for us both, though she usually tends to act the victim to my encouragement of her displays. Up until this night these play times had only resulted in great sex between us after she becomes turned on by the looks from strangers while on vacation or in situations where her exposure is "accidental" to guys we might know. She carries herself in such a way that it makes a guy wish to see more of her but doesn't really expect it to happen. It has usually involved allowing them to see down her partially unbuttoned shirt or opaque blouses of flimsy material with lift me up bras that create cleavage. She is a classy, phluffy 50-year-old redhead whose tits are ample, and have very pronounced nipples that are hard to take your eyes off of. , she can create a stir, when she finds an innocent way to lean over for the right guy, he's provided a view all the way to her waist as they dangle nakedly inside holding the material out several inches. Last week, in celebration at the hotel where J & I enjoy staying for fun, a number of regular guests and employees were invited to celebrate the private event with drinks and snacks around the indoor pool. I came along as J discovered that she was more popular at fifty than she imagined, as the gents were sure to compliment me on her choice of attire for the evening while they joked and spent lots of time around her at the poolside. Though I had on previous occasions encouraged her to tease some of our guests or strangers setting close - if I could come and watch - she always refused because of the professional appearance she intented to maintain with any guys whom she might bump into later. She didn't want to risk an unwanted advance because a man misinterpreted her dress or behavior that she insisted was for my benefit only. But this time she agreed to let down her guard a little because, unbeknownst to me she had been feeling extra frisky on the new meds she was taking.
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For that reason, as we prepared for the evening, she agreed to some risky behavior at this party since she would probably never see any of these people again, and the fairly tame exhibitionism that she agreed to, shouldn't compromise her with the few she might rarely run into. If our history was any indication - and if by the end of the evening she was feeling like these guys found her body desirable - this was going to be the foreplay to some outstanding sex between us. She was pretty nervous about the idea as we discussed it and wanted to be careful about who got to see what but, with some encouragement from me, we formed a strategy that even she thought would be fun. During the social hour she would dress somewhat conservatively in blue jean skirt hooped with lots of decorations and a tight-knit, button-down blouse with a thin, lacy bra underneath. She planned to start with her top buttoned all except at the very top, but to "struggle" to keep the next three buttons fastened, providing views of her cleavage and most of the frilly bra to some of her favorite guys in the process. Of course, since she claimed to be doing it for me, I'd be allowed to watch close by. She worked the plan well with exposures that were brief and "unintentional" but were obvious turn-ons to both her and her courters as her erect nipples showed through both layers of material. Even without stimulation, her nipples usually stand up as thimble buttons on the ends of her breasts that sag very heavy. But, when she gets turned on, they become great indicators of her level of arousal as those buttons grow and harden noticeably against whatever she's wearing. These guys couldn't have been missing that change in her nipples that could be read through her clothes
Moving from group to group it was amusing to watch a guy jockey for the best vantage point, being sure that he was stealing glimpses down her front, as she performed flawlessly as a lady unaware of her exposures. The opening in her top at times would be wide enough that guys from both sides could be feasting their eyes until she "noticed" the loosened buttons and excuse herself from that group to fasten them long enough to re-establish herself as being properly dressed. Each time that she allowed a new perspective, or a guy she seemed to be favoring would get into position to look, the thin fabric of her bra would outline her nipples' pleasure at being the center of attention for these men. The plan was working well at building sexual excitement between just the two of us, as I also competed for position that seemed to feed her willingness to tease the others. But we had figured that the greater temptation for these guys -- and thrill for her - would begin when we changed to swimwear and got into the pool. Wearing a conservative green, one-piece swimming suit with a thin inner liner that covered the entire front panel, our plan was for her to stay just wet enough in the pool to keep her nipples erect and the material clinging as she made her friendly rounds dipping in and out of the water. The suit's top wasn't too low cut but fit loose enough that she could make it gape open just enough to hold the same interest, even when dry, that her top had generated and this suit had the added element of thin flaps front and back that drew your attention as her ample hips and bodacious ass moved in and out of the pool, to help draw the crowd. Our trials in the shower at home had proved that the profile of her nipples and jiggling breasts wouldn't be obscene in this setting but definitely added anatomical details to her show that she admitted she was going to enjoy, too. In the privacy of our bathroom, at my request she did take the liner out for one look in the mirror before the material was wet but she didn't seriously consider doing it in public because of the modest protection it would provide in mixed company and she never liked the idea of too much exposure around other women. But as it turned out, the only other woman that was able to attend was the manager herself, and she was now well into the alcohol and had little to do with the rest of the crowd as she and two of her long-time customers had retreated to a table in the corner for slurred conversation that didn't seem to interest anybody else. Once in the changing room with J who had just stepped out of her panties, as I stood behind her admiring her nakedness in the mirror, I reminded her of how attentive these guys had been to her nipples that I rolled with my fingers before reaching down to dip once into her very slippery slit. Her knees buckled when I did and when I kidded her about enjoying what she was showing these guys, she surprised me by admitting, "I know
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I can't help it." Caught in her desires, with both of us now realizing how much she wanted these guys to look at what she was seeing in the mirror, she timidly agreed to take another look at her suit without the removable liner that was only held by Velcro at the crotch and straps. As she playfully pulled the straps up over her shoulders in the privacy of the changing room, her nipples protruded visibly against the now single layer of material and, if you tried hard, you could actually see the raised silhouette of her trimmed pubic hair under the suit. She was going to be effectively naked when she got wet and I got the feeling that she was turned on by that and almost wanted to be convinced that she could do it. I admit that I was practicing a bit of salesmanship but I think she sensed my sincerity when I told her that because she works so hard at maintaining her aloofness with all other men, she should be glad for an opportunity to safely show more of it to those who cold enjoy it with impunity. Fueled by the number of wine coolers she was unaccustomed to and her fondness for that approval from other men, after casting several sideways glances at herself in the mirror, with a blush that extended down to her chest, she lied, "Only because you want me to." Besides I intend to get tipsy enough to claim no memory of it later she grinned! Exiting the changing room with a robe drew no undue attention from the guys she had earlier been visiting with. Even as she slipped off the robe and into the water, conversations and laughter were uninterrupted, though some heads turned to check out the freckled butt cheeks of this beauty entering the water. She stayed near me, in and under the water, for several minutes with a growing self-consciousness as the alcohol began to wear off and she realized how much more transparent her behavior had become. If it had been up to her she might have allowed this game to end with one revealing exit from the pool and a beeline for the changing room to get back into her street clothes and us to head home. But fate intervened when the retiring manager drunkenly invited everybody up to the bar for a farewell toast that would not allow J to escape so easily and sealed the direction that her libido would blonde boy wank take her for the rest of the evening. "Oh, my God," she said to me as her courage waned and she looked at her suit


"Is this going to be as indecent as I think it is?" Without actually asking if I thought it was necessary to put the liner back in her suit, her question sounded more to me like she didn't have a choice and maybe just needed some encouragement. "There is nothing left to our imaginations but the good thing is, you're in no danger here. If you've ever wanted to see how far you could go, tonight is the night." Seeing that she couldn't gracefully avoid presenting herself to the crowd that was waiting for her to join them, she decided there was going to be only one way out and she might as well make it one that would serve as an aphrodisiac for her an me. Standing on her tiptoes she kissed me open-mouthed with her tongue darting into mine before breaking it off with the reminder, "Remember, this is for you." Then, carrying herself like a middle-aged fashion model, she glided towards the pool's edge where the magic began. Once she stood in the shallow end of the pool, the room became quiet as elbows nudged ribs in disbelief. Could this be the polite professional that had been hidden in denim and caution but now was showing every curving detail of her body through the skin-tight fabric of her swimming suit? Even in her most daring out-of-town teasing she would usually only show bare skin to passing truckers or by prancing nude in front of hotel windows so while I was coaxing her into this proposal earlier in the evening, she had insisted that she wouldn't allow any nudity in this rather public setting of a businessman's hotel. She knew that as she climbed from the pool each time, she might be able to provide glimpses of cleavage, and maybe imbed some material into the crack of her pussy to show those lips outlined if she could get it done underwater but bare breasts would be in poor taste she thought. When she exited the pool for the first time though, it became apparent that naked skin was hardly going to be necessary. The darkness of her nipples and pubic hair showed clearly through the wet, opaque material of her suit, as she was now practically nude before a crowd of men that weren't sure if they could believe what they were seeing


Without the support of even the suit's liner, her obviously aroused breasts jiggled seductively with each step in the cooler air as she approached the eyes that were trying not to stare, and she very convincingly pretended to not notice her suit's transparency and its provocative offerings. This woman before them was no barroom floozy advertising her goods or a 20-something girl in a wet t-shirt contest. This was the beautifully poised woman that served them mere glimpses as asked them about the families that they spent too much time away from. She was the attractive sister - or mother - that they probably couldn't deny they had inappropriately lusted for at some point but only in their wet dreams could have ever thought they would actually see in this way. And, ever the lady, she wasn't going to let this evening deteriorate into some kind of bachelor-party-stripper atmosphere as she held her head high and moved into the group like she would if she was tidying up the tables fully clothed. It was clear that whatever apprehension she had while in the water had disappeared with the rapt attention she was enjoying from these guys, which was her typical exhibitionist pattern of drawing courage from an interested audience, not to mention the alcohol that she gulped now for courage. The manager was feeling no pain and made no notice of the immodest display among them but still the toast was brief and awkward as the moment had obviously turned toward J and the voyeuristic opportunity that her "naivet " provided to those who should have been paying more attention to the farewell. J knew the effect she was having but they couldn't quite tell if she knew as she politely listened to the manager's slurred thank-you, without even hinting at the way the group studied the nearly naked gift that they must have thought would be taken back any minute. After the toast she mingled casually among the guys in a state of arousal that was evidenced by her areolas that were puffed up into the size of small acorns and outlined clearly as they wiggled invitingly with her laughter. Knowing that others would be feasting their eyes on her presentation, she would single out one guy and torture him with arm's-length conversation that forced his eyes to look into hers, or would reach across a table brushing her tits on the forearm of a guy holding his drink, freezing him in his chair. Their attention to her and a fresh wine cooler had renewed her nerve to keep her suit wet for maximum exposure that she was beginning to enjoy again on her terms. When it began to dry out she would take another dip to "cool off" or might get "pushed" into the pool as she placed herself strategically close to the edge. While circulating among these new friendly voyers of hers, they might have been wondering how deliberate this show was but for me she removed all doubt when, at one point during a re-wetting, she swam up close to me, pulled my hand underwater to her crotch and whispered with a smile, "I'm soaked!" She had obviously warmed up to the idea of being the unmerciful tease and didn't ask me if she should put the liner back in while I watched from the pool as she climbed out this time leaving the fabric of her suit imbedded deeply into the crease of her pussy where my fingers had pressed it. Within a half hour or so she had repeated her routine three or four times with increased boldness around the guys who were sure to keep her drinking with each exit from the water


As her hand might linger on an arm or knee after laughing at a joke, a few guys tried cautiously to bait her with questions to gauge her awareness of the indecent exposure and to maybe see if she was hoping for some encouragement from them to go farther. One loud story from a guy who bragged about his conquest in a bar by getting girls to lift their shirts for drinks, was met with indifference by J and a quick move to a different group of guys. Maintaining her "innocence", she never lost her composure, sending the strong message that she expected to be treated like a lady, or her "inadvertent" show would end. At least for the offenders. She had always claimed that the excitement she got from showing herself to another man was only because it turned me on and for the great sex that we would have afterward. Whether she was now thinking of sex with me, or being fucked by everybody in the room, there was no question that she didn't need my encouragement anymore to continue this admiration that she was drinking in from men that shouldn't be allowed to see her this way. I think it was becoming evident to everyone there that she was putting on this provocative show deliberately but that her rules were strictly "hands-off" as a couple of the guys had casually rested a hand in the small of her back or brushed the back of their hand against a nipple that tempted him when handing her a drink. I was proud of how she handled herself while fending off their attempts without losing their interest in the tease


Her flirting was very good -- and she knew it. With that confidence in her ability to keep control, I decided to excuse myself to the outside of the glassed-in pool area to allow them all a little freedom to explore her limits without the threat of a jealous husband. From my vantage point in the darker hallway outside the glass I was able to see everything without them seeing me. I wasn't going to let her get raped but I kind of wanted to see how much she would tolerate -- or generate - if I wasn't at her side. With me still outside looking in, the show did reach its limit for her when one of the drunker guys must have mustered some courage from the combination of her teasing and my absence and crossed a line. Whatever he had said or done as he stood closely behind her in the pool caused her to turn without a smile and make her way toward the edge. He chased her step for step through the water and as she reached her hands toward the top of the ladder to get out, he forced his weight into her from the back, pinning her to the rungs as his hands gripped her hips. I could see her mouth the words, "Stop it", through gritted teeth as she struggled to put space between them but with each step up the ladder he ground his pelvis into the firm cheeks of her ass while pulling her back into him. There was a sprinkling of nervous laughter from the deck's envious spectators but it began to fade as they realized that she wasn't playing anymore and at the top step, as she made a final lunge to escape his grip on the sides of her swimsuit, when he tried to pull her back by the stretched material, both tits bounced out into full view. Regaining her balance on the wet deck took a couple of seconds as her tits bobbed with the effort but as her wobbly legs got their footing she regained composure quickly and pulled the top of her suit back up over her bare breasts
Turning to look at the guy in the pool with a scowl she hurried away from him and the group that stood in shock between her and the dressing room she would probably have chosen otherwise. Looking around for a friendly face -- mine, I suppose -- and unable to see me making my way back outside the mirrored glass, she might have for the first time shown momentary fear for the situation she found herself in. Everybody was pretty loose by this time as a result of the open bar, and inhibitions had now been breached by a leader in the wolf pack. The back of her suit was pushed tightly into the crack of her ass from the assault and now resembled a thong that completely exposed her pale freckled cheeks that were as flushed as the rest of her body. And, in spite of the wet fabric that now recovered her tits, the scene remained somewhat erotic with her erect nipples still bouncing inside a practically invisible suit as she scanned the room for an escape with a little bit of desperation in her eyes. With few options, she chose her refuge in a whirlpool spa in the corner of the room that happened to be adjacent to the darkened windows that I had reached. The small pool was only big enough for 3 or 4 people and she saw security in the two guys who were sitting there, as they had been content to watch her show for the last half hour from a distance. I know that she still couldn't see me as I stood in the darker room outside the glass and probably wondered where I could have been in her time of need, but she was obviously intent on making her way to the safety of the two friends in that whirlpool until I returned. one of the guys was Ryan, a 31-year-old who had grown up with our son and who had probably had his diapers changed by J when he was a baby. He had grown into a handsome and popular man that worked part-time at the hotel and had remained close


J probably would have refused this much exhibitionism had she known that Ryan was going to be there, but she was already emboldened by the alcohol and the attention she was getting from her tease when he had shown up unexpectedly and late. In her revealing attire, I also doubt that she would have gotten close to him the entire night if she hadn't needed the safety that her familiarity with him now provided. The other guy in the whirlpool was David, a high-school classmate of hers that had become a regular at the hotel as he frequently returned home to visit his aging parents. David and J had been good friends in school but, as a black guy in a different racial time, never pursued any romantic interest with her then. She and I had often joked about her being with him as a fantasy since they made this renewed contact in adulthood, but it was only in fun. It wouldn't surprise me if their decency had been what had caused these two guys to segregate themselves from the larger group while J had been getting "exploited." They were that sort of friends to her and most likely not all that anxious spectacular sex caucasian to have to figure out a way to keep from staring at the amount of her body that was showing. I'm sure they appreciated her sensuous beauty but her reputation with them was not one of a woman that would knowingly allow herself to be exposed like this. And their reputation with her would not have been as guys that would have taken voyeuristic advantage of the kind of show she seemed unaware of providing. Moving as quickly across the deck as her unsteady feet would carry her, she held her arms crossed in front of her bouncing tits with a new found modesty until she reached the whirlpool and slid shoulder-deep into the water with her back to the leering crowd
A few of the threatening bunch walked over to the whirlpool's edge and tried to reassure J that she could come back and safely join them but, without turning to look at them, she told them that she just wanted to relax in this water until I got back into the room. That was the cue for David and Ryan to realize that she apparently had chosen them for her security. They sat quietly facing her in the pool, establishing themselves as neutral in her brief debate with her admirers, until one of the guys on the deck dipped his toe in the water as if testing her willingness to have him join the trio. When she drew away from that side of the pool, Ryan must have finally believed that she was truly done with her teasing display and, assuming his implied responsibility to defend her, he good-naturedly spoke up and said, "The lady has spoken fellas. Give her some room." With that, he slid around the bench they were sitting on to her left side and stretched his legs across the pool, sending the strong message that there wasn't enough room for anybody else on that side. Almost simultaneously, David must have had enough of these guys because he also sat himself up onto the first underwater step on her right, blocking entry for anyone looking to literally test the waters. With all three of them with their backs to the crowd now it certainly gave the appearance that J had lost interest in her playtime, and the group gradually retreated to their drinks at the tables on the other side of the room. In this newfound privacy of their setting, facing into a darkened wall of glass, and away from the crowd, within a few minutes, J seemed to gain a renewed confidence and interest in what she could safely get away with. She definitely hadn't forgotten why she was dressed like she was and as she began to slightly bob her chest in and out of the churning water, it was becoming clear that she was interested in the attention that she could control even with these two good friends. They made small talk and David and Ryan initially tried their hardest not to focus on her nipples that would periodically strain against the nearly transparent fabric of her swimsuit at the churning water level. Each time she raised above the water they would try to look away as they continued in conversation but she is a merciless tease when she is turned on and will even let herself be "accidentally" seen by friends in their own homes if her pussy is driving her and their wives can't see what she's doing. I decided to stay where I was since she once again had the upper hand with the victims for her tease and I still wanted to see how uninhibited she could be in my absence now
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I could hear them talking through the louvered vents at the top of the windows and could tell that she was looking for courage in the last drink of wine from the glass David was holding when she got in. In fact, by the time she had finished in one gulp somebody else's drink that had been left on the pool's edge, she looked determined to once again make this a tease that none of us would forget -- including her rescuers. Her loose tongue had created a vamp vs. gentleman routine that David and Ryan seemed happy to play the straight men to as she made suggestive remarks that never actually crossed the line of propriety but increased their interest in what she had on display and loosened them up a little in the process. Sometimes holding her erect nipples at the water level and sometimes prolonging the exposures of her breasts that pushed against her wet swimsuit each time she surfaced, she left little doubt that the three of them had just resumed the "unintentional" display that she had been enjoying so much a few minutes before with the larger audience. I think she started this tonight as usual because of my encouragement and approval but she had to be picking up on the veiled compliments from Ryan that started to surface each time her nipples appeared, indicating that I was not her only admirer. There was definitely a sparkle in her eye when he commented on the tan-lines of her cleavage that showed through the transparent fabric clearly and let them all know that she was being noticed. Then finally, when she left her breasts on display just above the water even after he said something about it being "nippy" in there, I knew that she was no longer playing this out just because it turned me on, and I was content to see how much she would do as foreplay before seeking me out to finish her off. The scene before Ryan must have been somewhat confusing for him. As an adult male he could read the flirting and the sexual arousal he was seeing in J but he had to reserve his behavior as that of a friend that was more than a testosterone-filled, bachelor. Maybe this was a side to J he didn't know or more likely it was how she acted with a little alcohol in her
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Either way, he had to guard against taking advantage of a situation that I would guess, even with the age difference, he would have pursued more aggressively -- had it not been J. Since he couldn't mistake her apparent willingness to hold the sexual interest of others in my absence, he decided to see if she would accept some help in her adventure. Their relationship had always been a close one that allowed teasing - sometimes on the edge -- and even with me around he would sometimes surprise us with joking that normally came from guys of our own generation. He had a quick wit often reminding her that guys his age think she's "hot" and had once followed the remark with kidding about making me an "Indecent Proposal" as was once presented in the movies. We had laughed about it then but it was one of those things that when mentioned in context, carried enough truth with it that faces would blush and the subject would have to get changed quickly. I'm pretty sure that she had always been fantasy material for all our son's friends as they passed through puberty but always as a trim and friendly female that could make them feel like men with the attention she gave them as boys. If a line of propriety got crossed during their kidding around in adulthood, Ryan would always quickly use their age difference and relationship as a defense for his funny remarks, and we all accepted it. But this night the line was getting blurred by her as they were enjoying the same things -- she the tease and he the show -- and I'll bet age was no longer a factor as 31-year-old hormones were being fueled by this beautiful lady that was obviously enjoying the sexual attention she was getting from him. When J asked if he thought she was making this water "hot", Ryan instantly recognized the reference and seized the opportunity by asking if she thought I'd be interested in an "indecent proposal" if I was there. Her nipples literally grew before our eyes as the alcohol was working and her tongue was heading her toward the kind of adventure she liked, though usually with guys she didn't know and always with me in the room. Raising up slightly and straightening her shoulders back with a "you-can't-bully-me" look, her suit stretched to a new transparency as she shot back to my surprise, "He's not here. Do you want to make an offer?" I know what he wanted to do was to ask if he could touch the distended buds that he now began to stare at as her breasts seemed to beg for his attention and unbeknownst to him might actually have welcomed a tender pinch
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This could be the culmination of our playtime and we could go home for the sex that we intended when this all began. I can do it quietly so only David and I know for sure. It'll be harmless." As an expert tease that knew she could make a cock drip just from the way she exposed herself, if she actually reached over and touched David's black cock, it would have been the first time she had done such a thing for any guy. We had speculated that things might someday get physical with her teasing but we had talked of the more likely scenario of her letting some guy feel up her tits through her clothes rather than her touching him. Her own hypothetical stipulation at that time had left the door open a little for some kind of touch but she insisted that the limit to physical contact for her was that there could be no sexual penetration of her


She claimed that there was a certain virginity about it that reflected the level of dignity she wanted to maintain for both her, and the guys she teased, as she would show her body to them in varying degrees of nudity but having sex with them would be wrong. In this whirlpool she seemed to have Ryan on the run with their little game of daring now as her exaggerated dramatic pause was timed to make him believe that she was actually thinking about it. As she playfully drifted her hand in David's direction while taunting Ryan with looks of "You don't think I'll do it, do you?" Ryan leaned toward her as if to watch for a touch that I'd bet he didn't think would occur. I'll never know if she had made the decision to actually put her hand in David's pocket or if he would have granted the permission because, with her hand still floating in the water feigning movement in that direction, Ryan pushed against the shoulder closest to him causing her to tip into David and landing her hand into his lap. The slip might have been unnoticed and excused for just that except that J's unbalance from the alcohol and the force with which Ryan nudged her actually made her struggle a bit to get herself upright. As she tried to push herself back up, David made no attempt to help her and might have even scooted away a little bit as his contribution to the game, providing less leverage for her to push herself up and causing her hand to linger briefly near his crotch. That hesitation began a giggling spell for her that was having a great risqu effect on them all as she exaggerated her efforts in a way that actually left little doubt that she didn't want to pull her hand away from him even if Ryan would have stopped his gentle pressure against her. The playfulness continued for several seconds until Ryan finally backed away to let J try to regain her composure. It was then that the reality of the moment must have hit both J and David because where there had been no reason previously to think that it had been anything but an accidental touch, now their two faces suddenly betrayed her underwater act that had become voluntary. One face was that of a gorgeous white b woman self-consciously turning away from David to look at Ryan with a combination of surprise, adventure and determination. The other face was that of a kindly black man whose eyes looked down in disbelief as he jerked and then shuddered from the touch of her delicate hand lingering between his legs. David was still sitting on the upper step of the underwater bench that exposed most of his ebony chest and abdomen, while J and Ryan were on the lower bench putting the waterline near their armpits. The motion of her right arm barely under the water's surface was tentative but there was no mistaking what she had found as her giggling quieted to a smile - as though concentrating on a task - still looking at Ryan and avoiding David's reaction. So far, probably only four people in the building knew what she had just done but the sudden silence that replaced the laughter, and the curl at the edges of her lips, left little doubt to us four that she was pleased with herself. Her thoughts of a quick feel that would lead to some wild sex with her husband had apparently been replaced by those of curiosity and exploration of this dark, forbidden fruit


As her arm hovered in position without protest from David, I could tell that she was already being carried away by lust whether or not she had determined that this much touch was justified. Even if it came as an embarrassing surprise to him, David seemed to welcome the underwater intrusion as his knee gradually, and noticeably, rippled the top of the water spreading in her direction. When a fist--sized bump next appeared close to the waistband inside of his trunks at water level - and then disappeared -- I was given my first indication that her hand had actually slipped up inside the leg of his trunks rather than just fondling him through the material. Her motion was subtle but, with her arm nearly fully extended toward him, there was little doubt that her fingers were at the hairy base of her first black cock and trying to work back toward the tip without too obviously moving her arm down his leg. Under the lewd circumstances, she and David soon began to involuntarily squirm, nearly in unison, as Ryan's shock subsided and he smiled slightly in appreciation for what he had apparently just accomplished. Struggling to discreetly gain the necessary leverage to work her hand into a position so that she could feel the entire length of this casual friend's cock, J had braced herself against the pool's edge by lifting her left elbow up onto the deck causing her breasts to stay well above the water line. No longer just intermittent exposure to the cooler air, her nipples now stood at full attention, straining against the wet fabric of her swimsuit, and leaving no doubt that she was in a state of arousal as she was losing the battle of looking like an innocent beauty just sitting between friends in a pool. The smart-aleck conversation had stopped as Ryan seemed to sheepishly try to make himself less of the culprit by sliding neck-deep into the water - almost in an attempt to hide. When he did, it brought his face closer to J's chest and unable to just sneak glances through the transparent fabric at her areolas that were raised by goose bumps that even I could see surrounding her nipples. Rather than discouraging his staring this time though, when he glanced up at her from that position, she grinned and wrinkled her nose at him seeming to give permission to look at her near nakedness all he wants, as long as her hand could stay in contact with this black man's cock. After 30 years of interpreting her sexual responses during our foreplay, I knew exactly where she was headed
If she can get her hand on my cock, especially on those occasions that she's been able to do it while she's exposing herself to a stranger, she becomes a woman obsessed with milking it to spectacular sex caucasian an ejaculation that she can feel coursing through her fingers. David didn't know it yet, and I was having a hard time believing it, but he was probably about to become a victim of that same exhibitionist trigger that would most likely make his the first cock since our marriage to have its semen pulse through her fingers. Trying to keep her upper arm motionless, she continued the slow, methodical pulls on as much of the length of David's black meat as she could reach, stealing glances in his direction that he would still not return. With it hardly an act of innocent fondling anymore and the verbal exchanges now quiet, I don't think he wanted to raise her self-consciousness -- at least not until she was done with him. From Ryan's point of view at water level, it really looked like, if she just was sitting up a little higher, her arm would be in a more natural position to discreetly work inside David's trunks. Sitting higher would also ensure the full exposure of her practically naked, swollen nipples that she no longer seemed to mind showing continuously anyway. The mischievous chemistry between her and Ryan is what seemed to make her receptive to taking these risks of exposure and touch in the first place. Since she trusted him, he must have thought it was time for him to risk again -- with a lap-dance bonus if it paid off. Using the water's buoyancy to his advantage, he took his all-or-nothing chance
In one underwater motion he deftly slipped one arm behind the small of her back causing her to playfully lean his way without losing her grip on David. Then, with both hands grabbing her sides, he lifted slightly and slid under her as she rested back against his chest with a quiet squeal. He hadn't asked, but she didn't resist, as her arm now looked to be in a much more natural position for reaching into David's trunks and her body was succumbing to a fondness that she has had for the feel of a man's penis since a very early age. She had been a virgin until she met me but she had tried a little bit of sexual experimenting as most teenagers do. There was a part of her experience that she wasn't proud of, and we didn't ever talk about it again. Fascinated by the feel of semen spurting through a hard cock, she knew exactly the right ways to touch a man and it was David's good fortune as he sat beside her now in the whirlpool. Once her access to him was improved, she must have found the end of his long black cock because he shivered in what I'm sure was a result of her flicking her thumb over the tip, as her fingers wrapped around it. In her exhibitionist playtimes, I had never seen her so aroused, sitting on the lap of a man that she had helped raise from a baby and jacking off a guy she had maybe wished for since high school. With the exception of a pale green patch of cloth in the cleavage of her suit, the constricted areolas of both breasts pushed her pointy nipples even farther out for an indecent display that proved J's contentment with her now being recognizably an object of these guys' desire. Whatever early apprehension she might have felt about her lewd exposure or the fondling of another man's penis, that self-consciousness had given way to the desirability that she was enjoying now as she pleased these two men in their relatively private pool. Her pretense of innocence was gone in this position but nobody was complaining, as Ryan had joined David in making physical contact with her and she had been able to go beyond the tease and was now offering a near-naked, close-up view of her tits to them
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Plus, she was probably very close to rinsing a black man's sperm from the palm of her hand. If she could have been more pleased with herself, it wasn't showing now. I knew that it was getting increasingly difficult for her to consider stopping this before she felt David's sperm racing through his shaft as a result of her expert touch. We still couldn't see it clearly under the water but her arm's movement in a less inhibited stroke was indicative of the legendary length of her first black cock. As his hips began to move in rhythm to her stroking, she had to have known that he was reaching his limit of being hand-fucked as they abandoned propriety and now locked eyes in a lustful stare. She was a victim of her own fantasy that had taken on a life of its own and she seemed unable, or unwilling, to slow it down………. To be continued



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