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"Uncle" Bob

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"Hey Uncle Bob!" I squealed as I opened the door. He was so handsome. "Hey, little girl, how you been" He gave me a big hug & kind of lifted me off the floor. "Dad said you just have to return the papers by Sunday!" I handed the papers to him, & his had slighlty brushed my boob. "Oh Im sorry.. didn't mean to do that." He said, looking kind of embarrased. "It's all good" I said. I was starting to get hot. He sat on my oversized bean bag.

"Want a drink? What are you up to today?"

"Oh that would great.. Uh Im just running errands then probably go have a couple of drinks." he said smiling.

"Oh that sounds fun!" I said before I sat down on the other couch. I could see a big bu

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lge in Uncle Bob's pants. I looked down at my thin, white wife beater. My nipple were full on hard. Looking like erasers. I wore this cute little mini skirt w/no underwear underneath. I knew he was looking.

"So I see you've turned into a slut huh?" Bob said while he smiled.

"If that's what you want me to be" I opened my legs & leaned back. He grabbed his bulge.

"Look what you've done to me bitch" He was rubbing it up & down. 

"mmmm, It looks like you got something big in there." I got up & walked over to him & sat right down on his lap. Making sure my pussy was right on top of his bulge.

"Fuck, your so fine. Look @ your big tits. I can feel the hotness from your pussy.." He placed his big rough hands on my firm ass. "You like making daddy hard?" he asked while squeezing my ass. "Oh yea, daddy.. all the time." I started to grind him like I was humping a pillow or something. I put my 36DD tits in his face. He started sucking my big nipples, not even moving my tank top. "Fuck, suck them good daddy. I've been a good girl" He sucked them harder, slightly biting them. "ahhhhh, yea daddy. Just like that" With him holding my ass & sucking my tits, I started boucing up & down. He let go of my tit & slapped my ass. "Slow down you little slut." He pushed me back up to sit up straight still sitting on his boner. "You knew I was coming over & you put on this shit to make me hard." He started to rip my tank top in half, right down the middle. "You fuckin little bitch, look @ your tits.. Only sluts have big tits." He grabbed them hard & starting spitting on them. "You like slut? You like feeling my spit all over you? Get down on your knees." I obeyed. I loved when a man is in control. He unzipped his pants & pulled them down. He had a HUGE cock. "You like what you see?" "Ohhhh yes, daddy. I do!" "SUck it bitch, take it.." I put it in my mouth like it was a lollipop. "THats it you big tit bitch. Suck Daddy. You know how to do it Slut" He grabbed onto my hair & started to force my face. "Yea baby, suck Daddy's big cock. Take it. Uhhhhhhhh..." I sucked & sucked.. it kept growing in my mouth. He pushed my head away. "Get up here.." I got up & sat right on his dick, he shoved it all the way up there" "OOOOHHHHH Daddy!" I moaned as I sat all the way down. "Fuck me bitch" he yelled while he slapped my ass. I started bouncing up & down moaning & screaming. "THat's it slut, slide up & down daddys big cock. Yea.. look @ your big tits bouncing. I like that, make them bouce" ALl his dirty talk was making me real wet. "Is my slut getting more wet? Do you need to bust your nut bitch" I nodded while I moaned again. I loved his cock. It made me feel so good. "Fuck me then, don't stop til you bust your nut all over me." I kept going faster, & faster.. I could feel I was getting close. "Make daddy come bitch. You know how to do it." THen he pushed my tits together & sucked on both of my fat nipples. I exploded. "AHHHHH, Fuck daddy, Im cumming all over your big fat dick!" He sucked harder .. I knew he was aobut to come.. all of a sudden he let go & grabbed my hips to move faster. "FUckin bitch!.. YOur making daddy nut"... I could feel all his sperm hitting everywhere. After we were done I laid next to him. He laid my arm down & laid down on it. He lifted my big boob & put it in his mouth & starting sucking like a little baby. We ended up falling asleep & when I woke up, He was still latched on to my tit.

 

TO BE CONTINUED... 

The Gettoghether

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The get-together was going well.   I always loved hanging out at my brother’s house because he is four years my junior and his wife, Trish, is a babe and a half.   Plus, Trish always had friends over for these parties, and her friends were always knockouts as well.   This was indeed the case for Cathy.   She was tall, probably 5’10” or so and slender.   She had smallish breasts but a killer ass and her legs were smooth and muscular.   She had lon

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g, streaked blonde hair and full, pouting lips.   As soon as I met her I wondered what those lips would feel like encircling my cock.   Cathy was friendly but shy, demure almost.   The entire weekend I think I heard her say three words.   In any event, she was recently divorced and seemed like she was open to my subtle advances.   On Sunday night, as everyone was preparing to leave, I leaned close to Cathy and asked if she would like to meet me for a cup of coffee.   She said “sure!”   Feeling pretty good about myself, we made plans to meet at a Starbucks not far from her apartment.   She said that she wasn’t dressed to go out and that I should meet her there in two hours.

 

Two hours had passed and I was sitting comfortably in a corner booth watching the front door.   When Cathy walked in all eyes in the place were on her.   I literally had to shut my mouth that had fallen open.   Cathy was dressed to the nines in a short, black leather skirt, four-inch ankle strap heels, stockings and a red stretchy top that perfectly accented her figure even giving her a hint of cleavage.   She had on blood red lipstick and her eyes were an amazing green.   “Don’t remember those eyes.” I thought to myself as she came over to my booth, heels clicking softly on the tile floor.   Cathy sat down, my eyes drawn to her crossing legs.   “Hi!” she said brightly.   “Been waiting for me long?”   “You look AMAZING!” I replied.   “Thanks, I try.” “So what would you like to drink?” I queried.   “Oh, whatever you’re having I guess.   I am not much of a coffee drinker.”   I ordered two French roast grandes and turned my attention back to my date.   “Prospects are looking up for tonight.” I thought.   We chatted for a while and got to know one another.   I was enjoying myself immensely when Cathy looked at her watch. “I should be getting home.   It is getting late.”   “Let me walk you home.”   I offered.   “Oh no, I will be fine.   My apartment is just a couple of blocks away.”   “I insist.   You look way to good to be alone on the street at this time of night.” I grinned.   “Well, if you insist.” Cathy smiled.   “Lets go.”   Getting up, I opened the door for Cathy and we stepped out into the night.   “Pretty slick there ace.”   I thought to myself.  

 

We walked the two blocks quickly laughing and talking the whole way.   I took Cathy’s hand about half way there and she didn’t protest.   Arriving at her door, I turned Cathy around and leaned in close.   “Can I see you again?”   I asked.   Of course I was hoping she was going to invite me in, but I thought I should play it cool for now.   “Yes, in fact, why not right now?”   With that, Cathy gave me a subtle lick on my lips and turned her attention to the key.   Opening the door she stepped inside quickly motioning me to follow her.   I stepped into the darkness unable to make out many features.   Taking my hand, Cathy led me down a hallway and into a large room.   “Kind of big for a bedroom.” I thought.   But those thoughts were quickly gone as I felt Cathy’s warm soft lips pressing against mine.   Backing me toward the bed, she started tugging at my shirt and pulling on my belt buckle.   I fell backward on the bed with Cathy on top of me, her tongue darting back and forth in my mouth.   Soon I was naked, my cock standing at attention.   “Here, take this.”   Cathy had a small blue pill in her hand.   “I don’t need that.” I replied.   “Oh, you will” she said.   “For what I have planned for us you will need it!”   Shrugging, I swallowed the pill and accepted the drink she handed me.   We lay back down on the bed and went back to making out.   That is the last thing I remember before falling asleep.   I suddenly couldn’t keep my eyes open.   When I awoke the room was brightly lit.   I tried to get up but found that my hands were tied behind my back.   I was laying, chest down, on a type of padded bench with my legs splayed apart and my knees on a padded platform below the bench.   I surveyed my surroundings and noted several different types of paddles, whips, straps, chains, etc. lining the walls.   I was in, I guessed, her dungeon.   About this time I heard the click clack of Cathy’s heels on the tile floor approaching.   She walked in and smiled mischievously.   “Ah, awake are we?   I am getting quite good at mixing that drink if I do say so myself.”   “What the hell is going on here Cathy!”   I demanded.   “You, my dear, are in my dungeon.   And you are going to be used for my pleasure.   You can either go along and enjoy it or you can fight me and probably not enjoy it at all.”   “First, I am not into your little game.” I said, “and furthermore, I will not be tied and kept like a dog.   Release me at once.”   I demanded.   “Oh, a feisty one!” Cathy feigned surprise.   “I like the feisty ones very much.   You are going to be fun!”   With that she strode around the room musing over which crop she was going to select.   Cathy settled on a long slender one with a wide patch of well-worn leather on the end.   Bringing it over in front of me she asked, “Do you know what this is?”   “NO, and I don’t want to!” I replied nervously.   I knew full well what she intended to do with that crop, and I didn’t want any part of it, or did I?   As Cathy walked around behind me I struggled to see what she was doing.   I didn’t have to wait long to find out.   Suddenly, WHACK!   “DAMNIT BITCH!” I screamed.   WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!   My ass was on fire.   There were tears in my eyes as I tried in vain to avoid the crop.   “Now, the first lesson you need to learn is how to respond to me when I discipline you.   The correct response is ‘Oh yes mistress.’   Do you think you can handle that?”   “Fuck off bitch!”   With that Cathy proceeded to turn my ass a crimson red.   I was in agony but at the same time I felt myself getting hard!   Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore.   “Oh yes Mistress!” I gasped.   With that, Cathy stopped swatting me.   “Very good slave, you held out longer than most.   I am impressed.”   With that she walked over to a cabinet and returned with something in her hand.   “Now that I have you talking I am going to shut you up.”   Cathy was holding a three-inch long penis gag.   “Open wide big boy and I will soothe that burning ass of yours.”   When I didn’t respond she simply pinched my nose shut.   Soon I couldn’t stand it and opened my mouth to breath.   Cathy quickly slipped the head of the gag past my teeth and shoved it in all the way.   I gagged and choked but I heard Cathy telling me to just relax my mouth and it would go away.   I tried and sure enough, the gagging stopped.   “Very good slave.   You are just more and more impressive all the time.   And from the state of your dick I would say you are enjoying this a little more than you would like to admit.”   She was right.   My cock was as hard as iron.   Cathy reached down and wrapped her fingers around my boner one finger at a time.   Her gloved hand felt cool on my red-hot cock.   She slowly pumped me up and down a few times until I was very nearly ready to cum.   I was moaning around the gag and begging her to finish me off but she abruptly stopped.   My dick was so hard now it ached.   I was desperate for her to make me cum.   But Cathy was walking over to the cabinet again.   She took something out of the cabinet and then picked up a harness.   She stepped into the harness and cinched it tight.   Next she adjusted a couple of straps and adjusted something in front.   Cathy was standing with her back to me and I couldn’t see what she was doing.   When she turned around it was only too obvious.   Walking toward me, Cathy was rubbing lube on her enormous black cock!   “Do you know what I am going to do with this slave?   Huh?   Can you guess?” Cathy asked mischievously.     Walking around behind me, Cathy took my cock in her hand and attached a leather harness around my balls that had a chain hooked to one end.   The other end Cathy held in her hand.   Tossing her blonde hair she stepped between my legs.   “Now, relax and you will enjoy this I promise.   Fight it and you won’t, I promise.”   With that, Cathy placed the head of the cock against my asshole.   I tried to relax as much as possible and then Cathy pushed the head of the cock into me.   It felt cool and firm in my ass.   Cathy took my hips in her hands and slowly slid the rest of the cock into me.   I gasped as I felt it filling me up.   It was so smooth and cool and firm as I felt it go deeper and deeper into me.   I moaned around the gag as I savored the feeling.   “Ah, very good slave.   I suspected you would like this very much.” Cathy grinned.   “Now for some real pleasure.”   Cathy began sliding the dildo into me and slowly pulling it out nearly all the way before sliding it back in.   Each time she got in all the way she gave a little tug on the chain attached to my balls and my sack would touch her clit.   Soon Cathy was moaning and gasping as she fucked me.   With each thrust my cock felt like it was getting harder and harder.   Finally, I felt Cathy start to shudder.   She cried out “OH FUCK!   OH YES!   OH GOD YES!” and with that I came.   I shot spurt after spurt of my hot come all over the floor.   Cathy collapsed on top of me and tried to regain her composure.   I felt her breathing slowing back to normal as she stood up and slowly withdrew the dildo from deep in my ass.   I had never felt so satisfied.   “Well slave, I think that is enough for one session.”   Glancing at her watch, she said “I think I like you so much I am going to keep you for a while.”   Seeing the look in my eyes, Cathy grinned, “Just kidding!”  

Mistress Nikki Part 1

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Mistress Nikki

**This story is based on my fantasies. I would love for them to come true one day.

 

I am a rather shy and submissive guy, so placing an ad or responding to an ad in a magazine or phone meeting line is almost unheard of for me, but I decided to place an ad in a magazine and on a BDSM phone meeting line. I said that I was looking for a strict but kind Mistress, that would dominate me, teach and train me, "break me in". I added that I was relatively new to this and that I am very submissive and willing to learn. A day or two after I had placed the phone add, there was a message in my system mailbox instructing me to contact her. She said her name was Mistress Nikki and she was interested in my ad. It took me a day to finally call her back. A

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woman with the same voice answered and after I identified myself she asked me detailed questions about my body and my fantasies. These are the questions she asked and my answers. "What is your first name and are you really willing to have me "break you in" as you said?" My name is Max and yes I am willing to have you "break me in". "Ok Max, what do you look like? How tall are you? How long and thick is your cock? Are you shaved?" I have brown hair, blue eyes, a muscular athletic body, I am 6' 3", my cock is just over 8 inches long and it is pretty thick, and I am trimmed. "Very good slave, very good. Now tell me your fantasies, all of them." Ok, my fantasies are to be dominated by a woman, tied up, teased and tortured, have my cock and balls tied up, some cock and ball torture, fuck my ass with a strap-on, make me suck and lick your pussy, ass and the strap on. Bring me to the brink of orgasm and then leave me there for as long as you want. Make me eat my own cum. I am kind of bi-curious, make me suck a real cock and eat its cum. "I like what I hear slave, I will make your fantasies a reality and even more." I was really excited, my cock was rock hard as I was talking to her on the phone. She invited me to her place (which was just a couple of hours away) for dinner and to see what else would happen on the first night. I was so hard that after I hung up the phone I stroked my cock and balls till I came 3 times. I couldn’t wait.

That weekend I drove to her place. It was a nice house out in the country. She had a long driveway and you couldn’t see the house from the road. I was greeted at the door by a beautiful woman. She had on a nice shirt and mini skirt with black stockings and black high heels. She had brownish/blonde shoulder length hair. She greeted me and we went into the house and into the dinning room. She had already put everything out for dinner. We sat down to eat and talked about nothing personal during the dinner, the weather, favorite movies, places to eat. When we where done eating she cleared off the table and we moved to the living room. She then asked me if I was still up for what we had talked about on the phone? I said yes. "Good", she said. "You will address me as Mistress from now on and you will obey everything that I say. Is that clear slave?" Yes Mistress I replied. "Good, now take off your clothes." I did as she said and striped down to my boxers and as I was about to take them off she told me to leave them on. She told me to stay where I was until she returned. When she came back she had a two bags with her. She opened one and pulled out a collar and placed in around my neck. "Now you are mine, slave", She said. She then pulled my boxers down and examined my body. My cock was rock hard as she was looking over my body. She then told me to put my hands behind my back and she put leather cuffs on my wrists and attached them together. Them she put the same leather cuffs on my ankles. She then attached a leach to my collar and made me follow her to the bathroom. "We need to shave your cock and balls and your ass slave." Yes Mistress I responded. She told me to sit on the edge of the bathtub. She got the razor and shaving cream and started to shave my cock and balls. I wiggled a little when she grabbed the shaft of my cock. "Don"t move slave you wouldn’t want me to slip now would you," she said with a little laugh. In a minute or two my cock and balls were completely shaven. She told me to turn over and she shaved my ass too. She wiped off the cream and then lead me to her dungeon. It had all sorts of toys on the walls, chains, tables, beds, rope, gags, you name it she had it. She then took my hands and attached them to two chains that were hanging down and then pulled them up. Then she attached my ankles to loops on the ground so I couldn’t move. Then she put a blindfold on me and left me there. It felt like forever but when she returned she smacked my ass (with a riding crop I found out later) to let me know that she had returned. "You have a big weekend in front of you, I hope you are ready for it." She said. Yes Mistress I responded. I then felt her put a harness/restraint on my cock and balls. I could feel the blood start to swell in the head of my cock. It was rock hard. "There that will keep you nice and hard for as long as I want, and you won’t be able to cum until I let you." I moaned. With that she shoved a ball gag into my mouth. She then released my arms and she told me to get up on the table. She assisted me onto it. I was told to get on my hands and knees. I could feel a leather strap being placed around my stomach. The next thing I knew, my wrists and ankles were tied to the legs of the table, my stomach was pulled up slightly by the strap attached to a rope from the ceiling. My head was then pulled back so I looked straight ahead (if I could see). I felt totally helpless. "Now the fun begins" I heard her say. It started with random whacks with the riding crop. Then came the electro torture. The wand was used tacitly to get the greatest moan/groan out of me. The electric wand shocked my nipples, my swollen rock hard cock and balls (over and over), my ass hole, and any other places where maximum stimulation could be had. All the while the crop, followed by a whip heated up my ass, thighs and back. She finally took a break. "I will be right back slave, don’t go anywhere," she said. I wasn’t going anywhere, I was on my hands and knees tied to a table, blindfolded and gaged, a collar, and a cock and ball harness/restraint on. I heard her return but I also heard another person with her. "I have a friend here with me slave. Her name is Mistress Stefanie. You are to call her Mistress as well, is that understood?" I tired my best to say Yes Mistress, but with the ball gag in it was impossible. She knew what I was trying to say, but she said, "I told you to call me and her Mistress slave, you will be punished for that." With that she and her friend took turns using the electric wand on my cock and balls and ass hole again. Then they enjoyed watching me jump as they teased me with ice cubes. One was even put in my asshole. Their fascination soon turned to my ass. I moaned and groaned as they inserted the end of the electric wand into my ass. That was followed by some fingers. I think a carrot, a dildo, vibrator and finally a vibrating butt plug. Now mind you, I’ve never had my ass penetrated (by anything), so this was quite an experience Erotic, a little painful and scary, but I was so hot and horny my cock felt like it was going to explode. After what seemed like an eternity, I was released from my table-torture. I still had the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles, the blindfold on, the ball gag in my mouth. My cock and balls were in the restraint and the vibrating butt plug was still in my ass. A leash was attached to my collar and my Mistresses led me around. I was on my hands and knees crawling behind them. My swollen cock and balls where swinging as I crawled and the vibrating butt plug was being turned on and off by Mistress Nikki. I heard my Mistress say, "I can"t wait to see the video tape of this slave." The entire thing was being filmed Even when I was being shaved. When we got to the next spot my hands were buckled behind my back and my blind fold was removed. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Mistress Nikki was wearing the type of outfit I fantasized about: black corset with exposed tits(pushed up), black stockings attached to the corset, black thong, and black high heels. Her hair was pulled back. Her female companion was wearing the same thing. Mistress Nikki was sitting on a bed with her legs crossed. She pulled my leash toward her. I walked to her on my knees and she said, "I see your ever swollen cock is hindering your movement, good" She pushed the back of my head to her high heels and said, "They need a shining." I licked her shoes as well as I could, just hoping to lick her gorgeous legs and pussy. They commented on how good a slave I was so far. She then grabbed me by the hair and lifted my up onto my knees. The butt plug in my ass started to vibrate again and I moaned a little and squirmed when I felt it. "Oh, he liked that. Look at how big and swollen his cock and balls are," Mistress Nikki said. "I like that. His balls are all full with cum. This is going to be a fun weekend," my other Mistress said. My face was right in Mistress Nikki’s crotch. I could smell the beautiful aroma of hot pussy. She then stood me up and reached down and grabbed my balls and cock. I groaned and moaned and tried to move so she would be rubbing them. She gripped them tighter and said, "Oh no slave you won’t be doing any of the for a while. You will do what we say." With that she let go and my arms where untied from behind my back and pulled up in a spread eagle position. A spreader bar was attached to my ankles. The butt plug was driving me crazy as it was still vibrating even harder and faster now. Then my Mistresses placed like a poster board around me so that was all I could see. On it where pictures of men and women tied up, being fucked. Mostly the women were fucking the men. My Mistresses then asked me different questions about my fantasies. I shared everything that I had ever thought about. I didn’t know what they were doing but they where giggling and laughing and I thought I could hear them drawing. Then Mistress Nikki moved the pictures and got on her knees. She told me to keep looking at the pictures and not to look down. I obeyed her. I felt her grab my cock and my balls and put something else besides the restraint on them. I could feel the my balls where now spread and there was something around the head of my cock. It made my balls swell and the head of my cock swell even more. Then she put the pictures back, and her and her friend continued to draw my fantasies. Then al of a sudden the ring around the head of my cock and around my balls started to vibrate as well as the butt plug. I moaned and groaned and was squirming around a little. I felt like I was going to explode, but there was no way I was going to be able to cum with the restraint on. My cock was spasming like when I cum but nothing was coming out. It did this 4 times before my Mistresses returned and stopped the rings around the head of my cock and my balls. "You look like you where having fun slave. I hope you liked the pictures, you will be seeing them again," Mistress Nikki said. My arms where let down and I was forced to walk to something that resembled a padded sawhorse. I was bent over it and my ankles where attached to the legs and my arms where pulled down and forward and then attached in a way so that I was kind of leaning on my elbows. The edge of a bed was right in front of me. Mistress Nikki removed her thong and laid down on the bed and put her hot wet pussy right in front of my face. Her pussy was clean shaven except for a little strip just above it. She removed the ball gag and told me to eat her pussy. I obeyed my Mistress and I licked and sucked her pussy like it was my job. She was pushing my head down in to her wet snatch as her body arched and she climaxed over and over again. She told me to lick her ass too while I was down there. I started to tongue her ass and her pussy just like she told me. Mistress Stefanie was using the riding crop on my ass and legs while I was licking and sucking Mistress Nikki’s pussy and ass. She was also controlling the vibrating butt plug and the rings on my cock and balls. I wanted to cum so many times and so badly my cock and balls where hurting, but I was loving eating my Mistress’s pussy and ass. My cock spasmed 4 more times just like before but no cum came out because of the restraint. Mistress Nikki got up and came back wearing a strap-on dildo. She laid back down and forced it into my mouth and said, "You better learn how to suck cock good slave. You are ours." I have never touched a man sexually, let alone sucked a cock, but that would change tonight. After a couple minutes of making my suck the strap-on Mistress Nikki got up and pulled the butt plug out of my ass with out warning. My cock spasmed like before but once again the restraint didn’t let any cum out. Then Mistress Stefanie laid down on the bed. She still had on her thong. I was too aroused that I never noticed a growing bulge in Mistress Stefanie’s thong. I just glanced at her crotch which was right in my face and then all of a sudden Mistress Nikki slide her strap-on all the way into my ass, and turned on the vibrating rings around my balls and the head of my cock. "I know you liked that slave, I heard you moan and groan. Those vibrating rings have three speeds. They have only been on low so far, and you should have cum how many times?" Mistress Nikki said. "Nine," says Mistress Stefanie. "Good, are you having fun slave?" asked Mistress Nikki. "Yes Mistress," I reply. Mistress Nikki starts to fuck my ass as Mistress Stefanie takes off her thong. She has a huge cock. It is rock hard now and it is 7 inches long. She grabs my head and shoves her cock into my mouth and says, "Here is a real cock for you. Suck it good slave boy." I start to lick and suck her cock as I am getting fucked from behind. "Turn up the vibrating rings, lets really train and torture him," says Mistress Stefanie. The vibrating rings are turned up to medium. I start to groan and moan as I suck her cock and get fucked. "I am going to cum slave and don’t you spill a drop." Mistress Stefanie moans. She shoots a huge load into my mouth and I swallow every drop. My cock spasmed 5 times just like before. "That restraint is really doing its job. I’ve counted that you should have cum 14 times by now, but not one drop. How does it feel slave?" Mistress Nikki says. I couldn’t say anything because I still had Mistress Stefanie’s cock in my mouth. Mistress Nikki said, "I asked you a question slave You will be punished for that." With that she shoved a huge vibrating butt plug into my ass and turned it on high. Mistress Stefanie pulled her cock out of my mouth and shoved her cum stained thong in my mouth and then tied it in place. I moaned and groaned when the butt plug was shoved in my ass. Also they turned the vibrating rings back on medium again. My head was spinning with all the sensations in my ass and my cock and balls. "That will teach him to not answer me when I ask him a question." says Mistress Nikki. Mistress Stefanie was still sitting on the bed and had taken off her corset but still had on her stockings and high heels. The same thing with Mistress Nikki. Mistress Stefanie was playing with her cock and it was rock hard again. She got up and pulled the butt plug out and started to fuck my as hard. "This will teach him to disobey us." She said. Mistress Nikki was using a vibrator on her pussy right in front of my face. Then she put a dildo gag in my mouth. She kept the cum stained thong in my mouth and fastened it there with the gag. Then she slid her wet pussy onto the dildo that was sticking out from the gag. I could smell her wonderful juices and my cock and balls were on fire. The vibrating rings where turned up to high. My ass was getting fucked very hard by Mistress Stefanie and I was fucking Mistress Nikki with the dildo gag that was on me. My cock and balls where spasming now almost every minute it seemed like. After what seemed like forever Mistress Stefanie finally shoot another huge load. This time into my red ans sore ass. She pulled her cock out and put the huge butt plug right back in. Mistress Nikki had also orgasmed a couple times while riding the dildo gag on my face. She got off the bed and took the gag off me and the thong out of my mouth and put the ball gag back. Then they untied me and led me to a different bed and tied me spread eagle to it. I still had the huge butt plug in my ass and the vibrating cock rings on. "You cock and balls are so red and swollen with cum aren’t they?" Mistress Nikki said. "They sure are. He should have cummed 20 times by now. I bet he would love to have some release." Said Mistress Stefanie. They removed the vibrating cock rings from my balls and my cock and then removed the restraint. My cock was still standing straight up. Mistress Nikki then got on the bed and started to ride my hard cock as Mistress Stefanie made me lick her ass and suck her balls and cock. Mistress Nikki road my cock and stopped me from cumming 4 more time. I was still sucking Mistress Stefanie"s cock and balls. They turned the butt plug on high. "That is 24 times now you should have cum slave. Get ready for some release." Mistress Nikki said. She had orgasmed 3 times while riding me. She started again and this time harder and faster than before. She could sense that I was going to cum and she got off and made me cum into a container. My cock exploded when I finally was able to cum. I shot the biggest load that I have ever seen into that container. Mistress Stefanie then shot her load in there too. Then Mistress Nikki said, "Ok slave, drink up. Every last drop." With that she made me drink all of the cum that was in that container. When I was done both Mistresses kissed me very hard and my cock began to get hard again. Mistress Nikki then said, "You did good today slave. I hope you are ready for tomorrow and then Sunday as well. Hahaha. We are going to have some fun." They both left me there tied spread eagle to the bed. They removed the butt plug and put a blanket over me. Before Mistress Nikki turned the light off and left she said, "Goodnight slave, you better get a good night’s sleep because tomorrow you continue your training and serving me. Goodnight." The lights went out and I went to sleep.

The next two days to come later.

Sex in a Bag

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Nick and Bridget were an odd couple. They got strange looks everywhere they went together.

Nick was tall with an athletic build. Bridget was short with small tits and a nice, round, voluptuous ass.

She was a lot shorter than Nick, but the height difference was so manifest that it made people stare. Bridget was one of the little people, a midget by any other name.

She and Nick had been together for a long time. It was funny how they got their st

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art together. It was curiosity on Nick's part. He wanted to see what it would be like to have sex with a midget. He found out and that was part of the reason they were still together.

Bridget was great in bed. He wasn't expecting so much.

Her pussy was a lot deeper than he had expected. She could just about take the full length of his huge cock. But it was her blowjobs that reeled him in to stay. Bridget could suck the paint off a car if she wanted to.

Besides that, she was a good person. She was fun to by around. Physical attractions were easy to come by, but finding the right mental match up was like looking for a needle in a hay stack.

The problem was that they really hated the stares that they got from people. That's when Bridget suggested Nick pack her up in a suitcase and carry her around with him.

She was joking, but Nick took the joke a little further. He actually got a suitcase, put it on the floor, and waited for her to get in.

Not wanting to be outdone, Bridget got in and curled up in a fetal position. Nick zipped it up and walked out the door with it.

Bridget was a lot heavier in the suitcase. He could easily lift her up normally. She was so small it was like lifting a kid.

But she was heavy as hell with all her weight piled up in a suitcase with him trying to carry it all on one side of his body. He was sweating up a storm by the time he got down the street.

He wasn't sure exactly where he was taking her. He was just fascinated by the fact that he could carry his girlfriend around in a suitcase. It amazed him and he was sure Bridget was probably smiling from inside.

But there was a hotel right down the street from them and Nick had just about walked all the way to it. He figured he might as well keep going and make something fun out this little joke.

The cashier commented on how heavy the bag looked as he was getting signed in. He asked what in the world could be so heavy.

"I'd tell you but you wouldn't believe if I did," said Nick as he walked towards his room.

Once inside, he mustered all of his strength, hoisted the bag off the floor, and dropped it on the bed. It bounced a few times before coming to a halt.

Nick unzipped it, and out stepped Bridget's sexy little ass wearing a sexy black panty outfit that left her pierced tits exposed. Jokingly, she started jumping around on the bed like a happy little kid when she saw Nick getting his cock from his pants. She was surprised he still had energy to have sex after carrying her so long.

He pulled it free of his underpants and started stroking it. It was almost fully erect when he got it out. Bridget ran up to him and started gulping mouthfuls of his meat into her mouth. His cock was hard as a brick seconds later.

It felt good getting his cock sucked after such a hard workout. He was standing in front of the bed and Bridget—because of her height—was standing up on the bed as she blew him.

They liked oral sex in that position. It amused both of them that she could suck his cock standing up.

"Ohh. That's good," moaned Nick.

He loved the way Bridget sucked cock. Her mouth wasn't that deep so all she could do was go a little past the cock head. Her hands were what made it so spectacular.

She massaged the hell out of it with both hands. She knew how to stroke his cock in different directions in a cork-screwing motion.

Her lips were extremely soft. They worked wonders with the head. It left him feeling so good that he could cum in her mouth at any time, and if she kept going the way she was, that's exactly what was going to happen.

He grabbed her and threw her on the bed. She was on her back.

He lay with his head between her legs. The scent of hot pussy met his nose as he was sliding his tongue inside of her.

She smiled. Her breathing deepened. Her legs were high and wide.

Nick lapped at her sweet juices and used his tongue to stimulate her clit. He loved eating pussy as much as Bridget enjoyed sucking dick.

Once he'd gotten it nice and wet, he came up stroking his cock back to full erection. Bridget moaned and grinned when she saw what he had for her.

They both moaned as he entered. There were traces of pubic hair around her hole that tickled Nick's cock head.

Bridget's juices spilled all over his cock as he went in. It was super tight as always, but her pussy could fit the bulk of his massive cock with no problem.

He screwed her slowly at first. There was something about the sex today that made it better than normal. Maybe it was the hotel or the kinky way they'd arrived there.

Whatever it was, it had Bridget's pussy extra goopy. They could hear every movement Nick made because it caused a loud swishing sound in Bridget's wet cunt.

Nick lay on his side after a while. He thrust slowly into Bridget until his cock was all the way flush. Then he slowly pulled out and shoved it back in.

That was one of things that fascinated Nick about dwarfs in general, not just Bridget. Their bodies were smaller than normal, but their genitals grew to normal size.

Another thing he liked about them was the way it was so easy to manhandle them. When he wanted to switch positions, he didn't have to say anything or motion for Bridget to move. He simply rolled on his back, lifted her up, and dropped her on his prick.

She started riding him. He was thrusting into her so hard that even his own body was lifting off the bed.

"Ohhh," she moaned.

Nick cupped her tits. He kneaded them and caressed the nipple piercings.

Nick wanted her from behind. They usually put something on the bed so Bridget would have something to lean against. Otherwise, because of her height, she'd have to lean all the way over and blood would rush to her head.

Nick found a small stool on the other end of the room. He put it on the bed, Bridget assumed the position, and he was hard-fucking her from the rear.

"Uh-huh. Ohhh! Ohh!" Bridget moaned.

Nick grew more violent as time went on. Her pussy was so deep. It was so hot. The tingles, so fierce. He had her fat, round ass jiggling along with the bed squeaking.

His cock started burning. He fucked faster. It burned some more.

He pulled out and lay on his back. His cock was jumping and pulsing.

Bridget knelt beside him, her mouth agape and panting. She took his cock in her mouth and started sucking and twisting her head from side to side like an attack dog. She slobbered all over it, slurped on it, and stroked his cock and balls with her hands.

It got so good that poor Nick couldn't keep still. He was fidgeting around. He was moaning and his eyes were rolled back into his head.

He grabbed her head to force guide it up and down on his shaft, but the suction was so strong that he lost control of his limbs and his hands fell to her shoulders.

The burning in his cock was getting out of hand. An orgasm was coming soon. He couldn't control himself.

He started thrusting into her mouth. She started sucking him deeper. His cock was almost totally down Bridget's throat.

At one point, his cock went so deep that Nick could feel it bending down the back of her throat. That's when he lost it.

His legs shook violently. "Auurghhh!!!" he screamed as juices streamed up his throbbing shaft.

Bridget continued sucking, but not as deep. She wanted to taste his seed. She kept the head at the tip of her tongue.

"Mmmm," she said cheerfully as it spilled into her mouth. She'd always loved Nick's taste.

She kept stroking him until the last drop was in her mouth. She let cum spill out of her mouth back onto his cock. Then she stroked it into his cock, making it more slippery and wet.

When she was done playing with sperm, Nick got up and put the suitcase back on the bed next to Bridget, who was busy trying to clean cum off her hands (she liked cum when it was coming out of a dick, but after that, it was just an annoying mess).

Nick jumped onto the bed, lifted Bridget up, and zipped her back up in the suitcase. He dragged her out the door, checked out of the hotel, and started walking back home.

As he was walking home, for the first time, Nick realized that he and Bridget had just done some seriously strange shit. He couldn't help but smile about it. It was definitely weird, but who gave a fuck. It was fun.

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Picnic Surprise

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A group of my friends decided to have a picnic at a camp ground not far from my home. We were all sitting around the camp fire shooting the shit, when I saw Heather coming toward us.

I tried to keep from looking directly at her, but an undefined attraction kept my eyes glued to her as she approached dragging a lawn chair. Don’t get me wrong, Heather is no beauty in the normal sense. She has a nice face, dirty red hair big tits and a big ass that was currently stuffed in a pair of tight denim shorts.

Heather is not fat. Her tits are huge D melons that are nicely shaped and stand out proudly from her body. A tit man’s delight! Her big ass is accentuated by a small waist. The two globes are nicely shaped and fill the tight pants she always seems to ware.

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‚¬â„¢t know, but the attraction was probably the tattoos and the piercing. I could see the intricate tattoo of the flower growing out of the leg of her shorts and the gold stud in her nose. The thought of the treasures under her clothes made my cock twitch.

The whole thing was nuts! Normally I would not take a second look at woman like her, but here I sat staring as she walked up to the picnic area. It's not that Heather is not attractive, she is just such a slut.! Messing with sluttie women can limit a man's sex life. A woman will look at you and say "you fucked so and so and you are not sticking that thing in me."

When it comes to pussy, I have no idea what causes the attraction and my pee pee to get that rush of blood. For what ever reason, I was not cool as she approached.

She looked around and caught me burning holes in her body. Smiling she pulled her chair over to me and sat down. I could feel the blood rushing to my face as she said "hello." I wondered what she thought about my apparent attraction to her. Without missing a beat, she looked at me and said “like what you see?”

I could not seem to keep it in “not really, but I sure would like to see the art work under your clothes. I know that your nose and tongue pierced but are there other holes in your body?”

“Sure dummy, most women have other holes in their body.”

“You know what I meant. Piercing such as a clit ring, navel stud. I assumed that you had the regular female holes.’

“Don’t you want to see my female holes? Or are you just interested in the decorations?”

“I guess the truth of the matter is that I would like to see all your holes. But I got to be honest, I really want to see if you have other piercing and tattoos and look at them.”

A big shit eating grin crossed her face and she whispered in my ear “ I’ll take off all my clothes and let you take a real close look but you have to do something for me”.

I turned my head and looked her in the eyes. “And just what do you want me to do for a little look?”

“Surely I’m not that bad looking that you would question what it would take to see me without my clothes? A lot of men would give their left nut to see me and have a chance to fuck me!”

“I’ll have to admit that my cock twitches every time I see you. But I don’t know if it’s the tattoos and piercing or your big ass and tities.”

“Well, does it matter?” She ask.

“Not really. One way or the other I am attracted to you.”

“Why don’t we go over to my place and you can have a look.” Grinning she said “a real close and intimate look.”

“Your not going to tell me what I have to do to take a look?”

Taking my hand, she pulled my from my chair saying “come on little boy I won’t hurt you.”

I followed her over to her apartment. As I got out of my car, she turned and shook her ass in a provocative way. Her ass is big with nicely shaped cheeks and a small waist. I could feel my cock react as I considered fucking her doggie style with her moving that ass as I pounded into her.

At her door she took my hand and lead me inside. She turned facing me and said “if you want a look you have to agree to, to fist my pussy.”

“You want me to fist you?’

“Yes I have fantasized about having a fist stuffed in my box for a long time and I want you to do it to me. I want you to push your fist in me all the way up to your wrist. I want you to fuck me with your fist until I cum.”

I have had women ask me to fuck them or eat them out, but this is the first time one ask me to stick my fist in their pussy. “Are you sure that you want my fist stuffed in your pussy?”

“Oh yes” she said in a trembling voice. “ I am so hot thinking about it my pussy is gushing juice. Come on into the bedroom and I’ll Let you see my art work and holes!”

As we entered the bedroom she pushed me down on the bed and turned shaking her ass and said “I’ll be right back, I need to tell my daughter that I’m home. She’s probably in her room with that worthless piece of shit, boyfriend.”

In a minute or so Heather returned, closing the bedroom door. She turned with her back to me and said “ are you ready? I want to show you my holes and flower garden.”

Lifting her top over her head, she pulled it off and tossed it in the corner of the room. To my surprise, she was not wearing a bra. How did those big tits stand out so firm with out support? They had to defy gravity.

With a little giggle, she turned saying “ ready to see part of my garden?”

Tattooed on both of her tits were wild daisies with yellow peddles. Her areolae formed the center of the flowers and the pedals grew out forming a beautiful piece of art work. Her nipples were hard making it obvious that she was turned on.

Looking with wonder and admiration, I said “come here and let me suck some of your sweet nectar. I want to see if they taste as good as they look.”

Walking slowly she approached and rubbed her left nipple on my lips. Automatically my mouth opened and I began to suck the center of that beautiful flower. Deep down she began to moan in that sound of pleasure that every man loves to elicit from a woman.

As I sucked, her nipple grew harder in my mouth. She undid the button on her shorts and lowered the zipper. Pulling hard at the sides of the tight garment, her shorts dropped to the floor. Between her legs I could see the wetness of her engorged pussy lips pouting through the crotch panel of her thong. The thong between her legs was soaked with her juices. Wiggling her big ass, she pulled the thong down over her hips and let it drop to the floor.

A clit ring pierced her hood. Attached to the ring was a short chain that hung down between her pussy lips. Tattooed on the mound just above her slit were the words “pull my chain.”

God I thought, this woman is nuts. I slowly stood up while continuing to suck on her hard nipple. I turned her around and pushed her down on the bed. Placing her feet on the bed, she spread her legs wide. Her pussy lips were engorged and puffy, but her whole slit was small and delicately carved. There was not a hair in sight. Her whole sex looked like it belonged to a pubescent little girl. The head of her clit was huge and standing proudly out of the hood.

Looking down at her love slot and the chain attached to the clit hood, I ask “what’s with the chain?”

“When I’m turned on my clit gets so sensitive that I can’t stand for it to be touched. The chain pulls my hood over the head and it feels great. Pull on the chain and see how it works.”

Reaching between her pussy lips, I grab the chain between my thumb and finger and pull. I watched as the hood slid over her engorged clit head as I pull. “Oh god that feels good” she moaned.

I continued to pull and release the chain, masturbating her clit. Her stomach began to convulse as she reached a crashing climax and juice squirted from her fuck hole wetting the bed. “you were hot, weren’t you?” I ask.

“I told you that I was. The thought of you stuffing my box has me hotter than I have ever been before. The fuck juice has my hole nice and slippery, so do me!”

“Are you sure that you want my fist stuck in your hole? Your slit seems so small, that I’m not sure that I can get it in.”

“Yes. yes put it in me, before I die of sexual frustration.”

I slowly bent over and kissed her on the lips. She opened her mouth and I slipped my tongue deep into that sweet hole. Our tongues started a sexual dance as I slid my hand down to the sweet mound of her sex. I slowly slid a finger down her wet slit searching for another of her holes. At the bottom of the slippery valley, I found the object of my search.

I slowly slid my finger into her. She was tight and hot. I thought, how am I going to get my whole fist in this little hole? Her ass started to bounce off the bed as I slipped a second finger into her. The rhythm was in perfect time with the dance of our tongues. As the third finger joined the others in her hot hole, I felt her cunt start to suck on my fingers.

Cupping my hand, I pushed four fingers into her. She let out a little moan of pleasure as I pumped her hole. Our tongues continued their dance as I pleasured her tight little hole.

I removed my lips from hers and said, “are you sure you want to go on? Do you really want me to stick my fist in you? You are so tight down there, I am sure it’s going to hurt.”

“What you have stuck in me now seems to be about all that I can take. I have fantasized about having a fist fuck fist me, so do it! Do it now!”

Kneeling on the floor, I looked between her legs at the sight of her small cunt. The four fingers in her love box had her outer lips stretched wide. No way could I see my whole fist in that small receptacle.

“Are you sure?’ I ask.

“Yes and don’t stop! Even if you seem to be ripping me apart.”

Pulling my fingers out of her hot hole, I placed my thumb in the palm of my hand. Slowly I worked four fingers into her sweet box. I rotated my hand to loosen her pubic tightness. My fingers were covered with her love juice. As I started to push my fist into her hole, a deep moan grew in her belly and came out her lips.

She screamed as the knuckle of my thumb pushed between her inner pussy lips. I could feel her cunt walls contracting, trying to push the intruder out. I was now on a mission, fill this cunts box and give her her fantasy. As I pushed harder into her love hole, I could feel her relaxing to accept the stretching of her hole.

My whole hand as now past the opening of her hole. I could feel the cunt walls contracting and relaxing in a rhythmic effort to push my hand out.

“Deeper. Deeper and start pumping me!” she screamed.

I pushed harder and felt my fingers touch her cervix. I slowly began to slide my fist in and out of love tunnel. Her tightness was incredible. As I pumped that sweet hole, I could feel something building in her. Her stomach muscles started to tighten and I could feel her cunt begin to clamp on my hand. It was a flood.

As I pumped her, my cock became a rod of steel. The squish, squish sound of my hand sliding in and out of her pussy made me want to fuck something now!

She was screaming and thrashing on the bed. Her pussy clamped my hand so hard I thought it would break. A gush of pussy juice squirted out around my hand wetting the bed again.

In one final scream of agonizing pleasure “ god that was the best orgasm I ever felt!” Looking into my eyes and smiling, she said "now we need find a tight hole for you."

Just as I was about to pull my fist from Heather's box, a beautiful young girl burst through the bedroom door.

Looking between Heather's legs she screamed "mooother what are you doing?"

















Asian Revelations

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Asian Revelations

 

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New Roman">My wife Kim and I were finishing a job assignment in Seoul, Korea when this all began. We are now both in our mid 40’s and have been married over 20 years. Kim is petite, 5’0, 34c/25/26 and still cute after all these years. I am still holding my own; I work out and so far have been successful in keeping my hair, weight down and maintain try to a good attitude. Something that has been on the downswing for several years however has been our sexual relationship. Although we still have sex, it’s simply not exciting and “not enough” for me. Part of the problem has been our busy schedules with work, friends, and television. That’s right, Kim loves to watch Korean drama shows at night and by the time they are over, I’m zonked out in bed and getting ready for the next day. The problem I soon acquired was the Internet and specifically porn and XXX chats.  I quickly became addicted to them both. The stimulation I received from porn just further frustrated the sexual experiences I was lacking with Kim.

 

I used my cam to masturbate with other couples, sometimes single women, and even men if the moment seemed desperate. I sometimes sent pics of my wife to horny men that just needed a sexual release. After a while I felt this was dangerous since Kim’s privacy was at stake. I stopped the Internet chats for a while but then got frustrated again with our own sexual relationship, I felt like we were a tired out couple. No longer did we go out and run the clubs or seek excitement like we used to. I had always loved to watch Kim among other men. Her flirting always seemed to be her strong point. We had even discussed on numerous occasions her being with another men, just to boost her sexual experiences. She played with the idea but never really took me seriously. I knew guys that wanted her. I could tell by their comments and gestures. I also sometimes wanted to have a sexual relationship with someone else. Perhaps someone else’s wife, but she needed to be Asian. I thought, “yeah, sure.” Soon, I was hitting the Internet again and jerking my cock whenever I got alone with the computer.

 

Two months before we were to end our tour in Korea, I joined a sexually oriented newsgroup that was dedicated to men with Asian wives. It depicted pics of so-called members wives that I knew by experience were models copied from the web. There was an exception though; I found a message pertaining to a mixed American/Taiwanese couple with the wife being from Taiwan. The husband was Hank and the wife’s name was Lisa. I was fascinated by the messages Hank had posted because they each said the same thing, “that his wife wanted to be in a threesome or gangbang and that he wanted to watch.” He also stated his area and was looking for active couples/men to join in. I remember him saying he was in Texas.

 

What really got me about Hank and Lisa was that Lisa’s pics on the site were real. They showed her in cute poses from her youth and some more current pics completely nude. She looked incredibly hot to me and I couldn’t take my eyes off her nipples in the pics I saw. Hank and Lisa was real people very close to my wife’s and my own age. I liked what I saw. I contacted Hank via e-mail and waited.

 

 

Hank replied to my mail and told me of his situation. I told him of mine. I told him how brave he was to post Lisa’s pics in the group for all the hard cocks on the site. He said he seriously wanted to swing with his wife. I told him we are very much the same. Both wives were shy about extramarital sex but the desire was there for all. Soon, I was trading semi-nude and nude pics I’d taken of Kim years before. It really excited me to make this connection with Hank. I jacked my cock numerous times to Lisa’s pics as Hank and I chatted about fucking each other’s wife. Soon, I got busy with other things especially the pending move and I lost contact with Hank. I figured it was another sexual fantasy to remember, nothing more.

 

 

 

Just before leaving Korea, I was given opportunity to transfer jobs from my old job site to the Dallas Texas area. Since the new job meant a promotion and a better job, Kim and I decided together it would be a good move. The part we hated about moving soon became reality. We had to move to a new house, luckily, we sold our old home in a couple of weeks. The new house was such a chore though because our kids had recently moved out and I had to work off and on with the new job in addition to working around the new house. One thing I really liked about the new home was the pool. I had never had one before and there was the addition of an outdoor Hot Tub neatly concealed away in a gazebo structure in one corner of the yard that was well shielded by a privacy fence, 5 acres of land and the many trees just to the rear of our new home. It felt good to be away from the city lots we had lived in all our lives. I told myself, I’m going to get that pool going and the Hot Tub working tomorrow, but tomorrow was a long way off, too many things to do in the house and with the new job before I could concentrate on the backyard.

 

 

After a week of constant unpacking, moving furniture and hanging pictures, Kim and I both needed a break. I also needed sex. We had not done anything other than a quickie since we had got into the house. Kim is a real slave driver when it comes to organizing things. That Friday, Kim and I said no housework today and ventured out to the Dallas Metro. We went to the Irving area and checked out the Korean restaurants there. It was after lunch but we wanted to eat a good meal. The restaurant we found looked like a diner but were crowded for that time of day. Kim and I sat at a booth and ordered our means. Kim mentioned to me she needed to find some friends. I readily agreed.

 

 

Soon, a couple came into the restaurant and sat at a table directly across from us. They were laughing at each other and actually quite attractive. I glanced over to see the husband was stocky and tall. He lacked the “pot belly” look at most men this age seem to acquire. His wife (or girlfriend) was very petite like Kim and about the same age. Her accent was a little different than Koreans (when they speak English) as she spoke to the waitress but I didn’t know where she was from. The couple seemed to be “new” at reading the menu they holding. The wife kept asking her husband what the items on the list were. The waitress said she would be right back to help and this is when Kim took the opportunity to help.

 

 

 

 

Kim walked over and explained the menu items to the couple. (Kim had been a waitress for many years). The woman giggled a little as she listened to Kim go over the menu, soon Kim was laughing too. That’s when I looked more closely to the woman at the table. She was incredibly cute and she looked somehow very familiar. The more I looked at her, the more I wanted to look. I tried not to stare but kept thinking in my mind that I had seen her somewhere before. I also noticed that the guy sitting with her was looking very unusual. He was staring at Kim as if he was looking at a porn magazine.

 

While my mind was lost in history, I heard Kim tell me to come over. I went over and we all introduced each other. After I introduced Kim, and myself they introduced themselves. His name was Hank and his wife’s name was Lisa. It felt like fire alarms were going off in my head. “This couldn’t fucking be, I thought this can’t be the couple.” I quickly remembered the Internet chats I’d had earlier. I never even saw Hanks image on line, but this had to be Lisa. Even when I saw Hanks startling eyes as we shook hands I was in shock. My cock suddenly hardened and I sat down to hide it. We had been invited to eat with Lisa and Hank and this would prove to be the most interesting lunches we ever had.

 

We all began some small talk and Lisa and Kim seemed to be one of a kind, they both like to joke and talk about Texas and just “getting old.” They both also began taking “pot shots” at both of us. This was good, because Hank and I could finally break from our trains of sexual thought and have a real conversation. Deep in my mind though, I knew that Hank had seen pics of Kim naked just as I had seen pics of Lisa. We were probably both wondering what they looked like beneath their clothes right now. The problem is that I knew and it just made matters more intense.  My cock was a good indicator. It was as rigid as the table-leg I was shaking my leg against. I enjoyed the little glances I was getting from Lisa. She was wearing shorts and a halter-top to combat the humid weather and she looked not a day over 38 years old. Kim was still holding herself together well; she still looked to

 

 

Be a young 40 years of age and her tits were standing firm under her blue Hawaiian Sarong she wore. She kept getting complemented about her dress by Lisa. Lisa even said, “Doesn’t that dress look great on Kim?” I’m sure that Hanks cock was saying “hell yeah.” I pretended to drop my napkin and looked under the table. Hank had a budging hard on. Sitting at this table were two horny men in pursuit of each other’s woman. I didn’t know what to do.

 

During the meal, everyone seemed to hit it off. We all had many things in common and the fact that Hank and Lisa were residents of Dallas, were a definite plus to us. They knew the right places to go and how to enjoy the area. Lisa gave Kim many tips on shopping, activities, and even mentioned a couple of clubs that Hank and she liked to frequent. The only thing I knew during that meal was I was wanted to see Lisa’s tits again but his time in the flesh. From Hanks expression, I knew he had similar thoughts about Kim.

 

 

 

 

We passed phone numbers and mentioned that we were still in the process of a move. Lisa said to put it off a little and Hank and she could help out during the weekend. We looked at each other and agreed. We decided to head home from there and meet Hank and Lisa at a club the following night. After I got a little time at the house, I signed onto my computer and found Hanks old e-mail address, I sent him a quick message and he soon responded. We chatted a few minutes and we both relayed our shock of meeting and seeing each other’s wives as if by destiny. We also both commented on how good Lisa and Kim looked in the flesh. Hank really liked Kim’s shapely legs and wanted to explore her body every inch with his tongue. I told Hank about how I’d love to fuck Lisa in a dozen positions. This conversation was just making each of us hotter. The last thing Hank said before signing off was that Lisa thought I was handsome. A short while later, Kim commented to me that Hank was cute and that he was looking at her strangely during lunch. I said; he must find you attractive. “There’s nothing wrong with that.” Kim agreed with a smile. We went to bed that night but I didn’t sleep. I kept thinking about Lisa’s body and the thought of Hank playing with Kim. Kim was exhausted from working around the house so I didn’t bother her sexually. I felt myself harden over and over again all night. The next morning, Lisa called Kim and things started moving.

 

Hank and Lisa came over for brunch and helped me move a couple of items and sorted some window coverings.  Things were finally coming into place in the house and after we had got the big items settled in the, we turned our attention to the patio and backyard. Hank and Lisa loved our pool since it was a kidney shaped design with a waterfall off of one side. They were also amazed when we showed them the hot tub. It was so hidden inside of the gazebo and had several amenities, a small wet bar, low lighting and most important privacy. It would seat about 4-6 people. The problem was I had little knowledge about having a pool and less about a Hot Tub. Hank and Lisa had a pool also and said they would help us get things up.

 

After a few weeks of phone calls and a couple of visits to each other homes. We all became friends. Lisa and Hank suggested we explore Dallas and Fort Worth together. We visited malls, stylish restaurants and even six flags. Hank helped me get the pool running and the Hot tub in order. They were both very helpful during our transition. The girls talked and visited while I was at work during the week. They seemed to be one in the same and I appreciated that they both spoke English around Hank and myself; that was always the downfall of Kim’s Korean friends in the past; I never knew what they were saying about me. Finally Kim relayed to me that Lisa and Hank wanted to go out on the town. I said “sure.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

That night, we all went to dinner in Dallas and followed onto dancing. We went to a country bar and then onto a hip hop disco so we could relive some old times. I thought Both Lisa and Kim both looked hot in their summer clothes. Kim wore another sarong like she had worn before, although this one was shorter. Lisa had on a black tube knit top and a leather min-skirt. We each danced with our wives and after a few drinks, traded partners. I loved looking Lisa up and down as she wiggled her hips and tits. I noticed that both Kim and Hank were smiling as they danced together too. We even did a slow dance together and I could smell Lisa’s long hair as she tucked her head into my shoulder. I extinctive pushed a little harder against her body than I would normally do with Kim. Lisa didn’t seem to mind. We all were drunk by the end of the evening and ranting about old age and sex and anything we could think of. After sobering up a little at a Denny’s restaurant we separated and went our way home.

 

Once we got home, Kim and I Talked about our evening with Lisa and Hank. I wanted to be sure there wasn’t any jealousy between us. Kim mentioned that Hank and Lisa was an attractive couple. I said they think we are too. She said, “How do you know?” I said, “Hank mentioned it. Kim smiled as she got into bed. “Hank likes you”, I said. Kim replied with “how much” before breaking into a chuckle.  I was still drunk so I said, “he told me you’re sexy.” Kim blushed in the low light and began to caress my nipple. She asked me if Hanks attraction bothered me. I said, “No, it excites me.” She told me that Lisa has a crush on me too.” I couldn’t believe what Kim was telling me. Kim continued to touch my nipples and then I responded by doing the same for her she was only wearing panties now.

 

I asked Kim if she liked Hank looking at her sexually. Kim was already moaning with my soft caresses to her nipples and said. “I don’t know what to say, just keep touching me.” I worked her nipples harder and Kim wrapped her legs around mine and pushed her pussy against my thigh. Soon I felt her wetness as she moaned. I finally asked her bravely, “Are you thinking about Hank?” She moaned out “yes.” “Is it ok?” she asked. I said,” it’s perfectly alright.” She told me to think about Lisa too if I wanted as she got up and peeled off her panties before climbing on top of me. Kim sunk her wet pussy down onto my cock and told me to close my eyes. I imagined fucking Lisa and she imagined Hanks cock. We fucked like that for a long time. Kim’s moans were very sweet that night. I felt like I could cum for several minutes. The second time was even better.

 

 

Another week passed and I got a call from Hank. He told me that Lisa was about to have a very important birthday. I asked how old. He said “50.” I said, “Bullshit, she looks like she is in her early 40’s.” He told me that’s the truth. Still amazed, I told Kim who was sitting next to me. I asked Hank if there were any plans. He said, “No, Lisa didn’t want to let out her age.” Kim got on the phone and told Hank to have a party. After a few minutes of coaxing, Hank agreed, we would set it up as a surprise at our house. Hank readily agreed.

 

 

 

 

 

We made preparations to have the party the night before Lisa’s real birthday. It would be Friday night after Hank finished work. We would first meet Hank and Lisa at the “Flashbacks” club where we usually danced and then make an excuse to go to our house, where we could party. We met as planned; Lisa and Kim looked equally sexy in their short dresses. The thought of lust occurred to me stronger now since Kim had told me of her sexual fantasy of Hank. After a few hot rounds of dancing and some drinking, Kim complained of a bad headache and her stomach was upset. I told Lisa that Kim didn’t usually get sick this fast and wondered if they would follow us home. They agreed.

 

 

Once we got home, Kim disappeared and I invited Hank and Lisa to sit in the living room. Next the pool lights went on and we walked out to the patio to see what was going on. Some 80’s Music also started in the background. Kim was standing next to a patio table wearing her swimsuit. It was a black Lycra suit with a yellow zipper pulled halfway up the front, showing off some of her cleavage. Kim was smiling in front of a huge birthday cake and was getting ready to light the candles. Lisa laughed and remarked, “I thought you were sick.” Kim said, “I’m sick of feeling old, lets party!!!” With that, everyone clapped and yelled and I went to the bar and mixed a couple of drinks. Lisa was surprised but we weren’t finished yet.

 

Kim pulled out a couple of gifts for Lisa. The first one Lisa opened had a very pretty gold ankle chain inside. Kim always wore one and this one looked even better. Lisa immediately tried it on and it did make her look sexier. The second box had a really nice dress inside that Lisa had admired when Kim and she had been in a mall a week before. She really liked it. Behind the dress was a two-piece swimsuit with a card. The card said, “you aint to old unless you let it get cold, shake it baby shake it!” Lisa looked over the swimsuit in awe. It was a French cut black bikini. It was a thong bikini. Lisa blushed over and over again. Kim urged her to try on the dress and the suit and join her in the pool.

 

After Lisa disappeared to change, I went up and got a pair of swim trunks for Hank. He changed also. After Hank, Kim and I began splashing around in our heated pool, Lisa returned in the new dress. It looked really good on her. Lisa smiled, left and returned again in the bikini. She was wearing a towel around her waist and acting shy. I decided to mix her a strong margarita and soon afterward gave everyone a shot of tequila. This helped to loosen up everyone and Lisa was starting to get into the music as well. We all ranted, “Let’s see the suit baby!” after a few more shy moments, Lisa stripped off the towel. We were all amazed that Lisa looked so good. Her stomach was taught and she had a curvaceous body. I went to the mp3 database I had and programmed the “I’m too sexy” Song. I told Lisa to walk the catwalk as a model (I pointed to the diving board). Lisa was a little drunk so she lost her inhibitions. She walked the “plank” and walked back quickly. We said “again.” She did it again like a model this time, slowly strutting down the board and turning with her hands on her hips. We all got a good shot that time of her thong and nice ass. I immediately got hard.

 

 

 

 

I then asked Kim if she could do it better than Lisa. She sucked down another shot of tequila and said “sure!” Kim strutted down the board, trying to out sex Lisa’s prance. Kim’s suit showed a little of her ass cheeks but Lisa’s suit was sexier. Kim took a second walk and shocked all of us, this time she made one full turn and unzipped the suit all the way down. Her tits nearly fell out and Hank let out a yell before making eye contact with Lisa. Lisa just laughed. This was becoming a competition between the girls. After each “catwalk”, Hank or I would give them a shot of tequila.

 

Both girls were a little wobbly now and my dick was getting harder by the minute. Hank seemed to be in awe with Kim and he even yelled to me he wanted to see it all. Lisa and Kim continued to walk back and forth, each girl would pull at her suit in some erotic way, and Kim pulled the material in the back up so the next time she turned we could see most of her ass. This thrilled Hank and got Lisa laughing again. I changed to music to some club dance rave. Soon, the girls took turns dancing on the edge of board erotically and much to our sexual amusement.

 

After a while of this Hank and I yelled “birthday suit.” Hank yelled out, “Lisa, model your birthday suit.” Three of us then yelled out “Birthday suit.” Lisa looked at Hank one last time. Hank responded with a loud clap.” Lisa looked at Kim several times and Kim smiled back.  Lisa asked for another drink. I nervously complied. I spilled more tequila than I delivered. I was too excited. Lisa took the shot and said. “If it’s my birthday then it’s everyone’s birthday, ok?” Lisa was slurring the words.  We didn’t know what she meant but everyone nodded and said “ok.” Lisa looked at Hank one last time. Hank responded with another loud clap.

 

Lisa stood at the beginning of the diving board, teased a bit and peeled off her top. Everyone gawked. Her tits were great! She then worked down the wet bottom. She had a thick bush and we again saw her cute ass. Once she was nude, Lisa ran and jumped off the board. She dove to one side and stayed there. Hank and I whistled and Lisa blushed. Kim was in shock but was just saying “wooooow.” Lisa said who’s next. We all looked at each other, nobody moved. I could see Lisa’s tit’s moving around as she kept afloat towards the side of the pool. The tequila bottle was nearby. Lisa poured a shot and said, “Which one of you guys needs liquid courage?” Lisa motioned the shot glass to me. Kim said, “Go ahead.” I took the shot and met eyes with everyone before pulling myself out of the pool. I was semi-hard but there was nothing I could do about it. Everyone was joking as I walked to the edge of the board. Everyone chanted “birthday suit” again. I looked at everyone, especially Lisa before I made my move. She looked incredibly cute and curious at that moment. Kim was just waving her hand, motioning me on. I stripped my bottoms and my cock sprung to life, still semi hard and very relieved to be outside that suit. I heard a wowwww from everyone. Before I got on the board, Lisa said, “show me

 

 

Your ass!” I couldn’t believe she said that but I did a full body turn before moving down and jumping off the board into a rotary dive.

 

 

 

 

I swam over to where Lisa was. Lisa said, “Let’s see what you got Kim.” We started to rant “Birthday suit” again. Kim didn’t need any more alcohol; she was feeling fine. She had some trouble climbing the ladder but made it up with some help from Hank. He made sure he pushed her by her ass as she struggled up the ladder.

 

One of Kim’s favorite 80’s songs was playing so Kim danced a little on the way to the board. She did a good job and had us all anticipating her strip. Kim teased all of us a little with her full-length zipper. She slid it up and down several times as she danced. Hank yelled, “don’t stop baby.” Finally, near the end of the song, Kim let the zipper go all the way down and turned her back before peeling down the top. She turned again, showing her large tits and erect nipples. She turned once again slowly and peeled the suit down all the way, showing off her pronounced ass. Hank’s eyes were coming out of his head now. He whistled relentlessly. Everyone got a glimpse of Kim’s shaved pussy before she started for the board.  Lisa and I whistled too. Once Kim was nude, she ran down the board and fell of the right edge. Kim lost her bearings after the fall and swam into Hank. He was glad to help her out. His hands didn’t miss her tits as he pulled her to the side of the pool.

 

It was Hanks turn. Hank strolled along the side of the pool with his back partially turned as if he were hiding something. He tried to hesitate once he met the front of the diving board but the chant began again and he began to strip. As he pulled his shorts down, he turned his back again. Both girls yelled for him to turn around. When he did, the girls yelled out NICE!!! Hank had a raging hard on and Kim was shocked at the size! Hank then ran and did his leap in the pool.

 

 

With everyone drunk and naked in the pool we all loosened up a bit. I temporarily strung the volleyball net across the pool and grabbed an inflatable beach ball and we played volleyball between us. First the girls paired up in the middle of the pool area. They were up to their necks in the water. Hank and I were at the shallower end. Whenever one of the girls jumped to hit the ball, Hank and I would marvel at their tits as they sprung from the water. Hank and I could hardly hide ourselves either as we were only waist high in the water so our cocks would flop out whenever we attempted a jump shot.

 

After a while we changed teams and Lisa joined me. Since we were on the shallow side, Lisa’s tits got a lot more exposure than Kim’s (although Hank and I got better close ups of each others wife as we played). After 10 points, we switched again, now with our own wives by our sides and Kim’s Tits out in the open for Hank to gawk at. We finally got tired of the game and rested in the water by the edge of the pool. The pool heater wasn’t working well and the girls started to shiver. I suggested the Hot tub and the girls nodded. I Jumped out of the pool and started the hot tub Jacuzzi jets so the water would circulate. The glow of the soft lights around the tub made it a romantic place for a couple.

 

 

 

Hank came out of the pool and ran to a table and grabbed some wine and the cake from the patio table and cooler. He put everything on ground level table next to the sunken Tub. Hank and I settled into the Tub and waited for the girls. They ran over, screaming “strea-a-a-k.”  Hank and I laughed as we saw the girls run up and come behind each of us at the spa. They didn’t dare jump in as the water, as it was very warm.

 

 

This was great since Hank and I could see our wives fully naked before they inched there way into the tub between us a toe at a time. The Hot tub wasn’t as large as I thought. We were in a circle and I could feel each of the girl’s naked body occasionally touch mine. Hank opened the Wine and I reached for some cake. I poured the wine in four plastic cups and passed them around.  The warm bubbling water and feel of everyone’s nakedness augmented the awakening in my groin. I was getting hard again. By the look on Hanks face, he was doing the same.

 

Since we were all drunk and were getting drunker, we had a very open discussion. It started with revelations of our married life, the happiness we all had experienced through each other and our children and in the fact that our children were now on their own. Our mutual “empty nest” syndromes had turned somewhat into a blessing. It wasn’t long before the conversation turned to sex, obviously.

 

We talked about sex openly and told a little about each of ourselves. Soon we were detailing our sex lives to each other.  Kim mentioned she liked oral sex and Hank said the same. Lisa said she liked to experiment and got everyone’s interest. I said I’d like to try something new too but still loved what I got. (I was referring to Kim). The topic of swinging came up and we each told our own story of wanting to share but…. To keep sex safe, discreet, and most importantly to keep our own relationships very much alive, that was the most important thing.

 

We talked about other topics regarding sex, how far would we go? Bondage, pain, scat. We had all heard about these fetishes and topics via the Internet. Maybe it was the alcohol or just the mood but we all agreed we wanted to try something new. Soon, Hank and Lisa were kissing as Kim and I watched. It was a very romantic setting.  Kim looked frustrated and bottomed her glass of wine, squeezed her tits together and remarked, “Me so horny.” Just like the girl from the movie, “Full metal jacket.” We all laughed. Lisa said “really?” “Me too.” We laughed again. Lisa reached over to the cake besides her and grabbed a handful of white sponge cake topped with frosting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lisa smeared some frosting on her lips and placed some into her mouth. Hank followed up and slid his tongue around and into Lisa mouth. I sat and stared as my cock swelled. Lisa took some more frosting and smeared it on Kim’s mouth. I was soon finding her tongue as well. The whipped frosting tasted so good in Kim’s mouth. Soon Hank and I got some cake and started helping ourselves. Next Lisa touched my arm and smeared some frosting on my lips. She kissed me lightly and I really loved it. Hank began to caress Kim’s shoulders and they too kissed. It was so hot. Lisa sat higher in the tub and put some frosting on her nipples. I began to suck them one at a time. Lisa moaned and I returned my tongue to her waiting lips. Hank and Kim were caressing each other now and soon Hank was sucking at Kim’s tits too while they both moaned. We switched off from time to time licking each other’s wives lips and tits, getting more into the mood. Everyone was moaning and no one was shy anymore.

 

Kim motioned for Hank to sit up and out of the tub. He did and Kim placed a handful of crème on his cock and stroked his hardness for a few seconds. Hank then lay down and relaxed. Kim just kept murmuring how huge it was. Hanks cock wasn’t longer than mine, maybe about 7 inches but very thick. His balls seemed out of proportion too. The head of his uncut cock was enormous and his body was matted with hair. That was a big turn on for Kim. Kim licked at the crème on Hanks balls and soon had his thick cock stuffed into her mouth.

 

Lisa and I followed suit except I wanted to eat her. I raised her nude body up and she lay back with her feet still in the tub. I began licking at the insides of her calves and worked my tongue back to her toes before moving up to her thighs. As I had my first taste of her pussy, she moaned, then turned her head to watch Kim’s head move up and down her husbands erect shaft. Lisa moaned more as I pierced her pussy with my tongue. It tasted great!

 

While I was busy working Lisa’s pussy with my tongue, Hank applied some more cake topping to Lisa’s tits and said lets finish the birthday cake. Hank started to lick and suck at Lisa’s tits and she moaned louder than before. Kim was still working Hanks shaft in and out of her mouth. I felt Lisa tense up and shake as she began to cum. I sucked at her clit and she exploded. Lisa’s legs were wrapped around my neck and her new ankle chain whipped at my shoulder as her foot wiggled with her orgasm. Lisa moaned very loud before settling down in the after affects of her intense wave.

 

Now it was Hanks turn to blow. Lisa seductively fingered his nipples as Kim used her expert tongue on his balls before beginning the final assault on Hank’s cock. She started to deep throat him. Soon, he grabbed Kim’s tits and began to buck his hips wildly. Kim kept her grip on his huge cock head and muffled a choke as Hank shot load after load into her mouth. She kept it all in as Hanks bucking slowed to a gentle movement. Kim swallowed. I couldn’t believe it!!! She remarked, “Best whip topping I’ve ever tasted.” There was no holding any of us back from that point on. We talked about sex some more and relaxed a few minutes. Two of us still needed a sexual release. After a few more minutes of small talk, Kim jumped out of the pool and yelled “streak” as she took a last jump into the pool before running wet into the house.

 

We all followed her path. As we were all running around naked through the house, we spotted each other and began a game of chase. I was hoping to catch Lisa and finish some business with her. After a few minutes of shrieking and the sounds of bare feet trampling around on the floor, things got quiet. I looked around into each room. The game had turned into “hide and Seek.”

 

I checked all the large rooms but there were no signs of anyone. No one was in the extra bedrooms either. Finally I came upon our master bedroom, first I saw Kim straddling Hanks leg as they kissed in a sitting chair in the corner of the room. I then saw Lisa lying on our king-sized canopy bed with her legs open. She was holding the headboard rails over her head as if she was tied to them. It gave me an idea. I grabbed a drape tie from the wall and bound her hands above her and to the head rail.  I then went found her pussy with my tongue. She was already wet. I moved up and sucked at her tits, although smaller than Kim’s, they seemed to be perfect. Her nipples were rock hard and pointy. I worked on them as I listened to the mix of moans; some coming from the chair and others from Lisa’s own lips.

I looked over to see Kim facing Hank and sitting directly on his lap. She was on his cock, rubbing his shaft along her slit. Hank alternated between Kim’s nipples and mouth with his tongue. After I heard a loud gasp, I turned again to see Kim mounting Hanks cock for the first time. She slowly slid up and down his shaft. I moved up to Lisa’s chest, burying my cock between her delicious tits. I squeezed her tits together with my hands as I pumped my cock between them.

 

Lisa moaned for me to “hurt her tits… do anything.” I responded with hard pinches to her long nipples as I continued stoking her tits. I felt like the pictures I’d seen of her earlier did her no justice. Her entire body was beautiful. I moved up again and pushed my stiff cock against Lisa’s lips. He looked at me lustfully before opening her mouth and inviting my cock in. I was soon pushing my shaft deep in her mouth. I moaned with the sweeping of Lisa’s tongue across the under fold of my cock.

 

Lisa stopped sucking temporarily after she tasted my precum. She said; “I wanted to do this since I met you.” “I said me too.” Lisa said; Bite my tits… hard!” I moved down and nibbled on each nipple. Lisa said “harder.” I bit into her right side and she moaned. Lisa apparently liked pain and pleasure. She moaned again as I attacker her left side. “Now give me a good fucking, please!!!!” I was more than ready for that. I plunged my cock into her thick bush hard and she moaned again. Her pussy was so wet and hot! She was controlling her pussy muscles to tighten and relax as I pumped. I bit her nipples again and then sucked at her tongue. She sucked at my tongue hard as I fucked her harder than I ever had fucked Kim.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I then heard Kim moan out. Kim was turned facing us in Hanks lap. She was pumping him up and down as Hank worked her tits hard, the way I was working Lisa’s. Kim moaned and moaned, then let out a muffled scream. I never heard her do that. Hank was pinching her nipples so hard, I didn’t know if he was hurting her. She came and came. I paused to watch Kim slow her movements in her final throes of her orgasm. Lisa said “fuck the shit out of me now.” I complied, I bucked my cock into her and she moaned and moaned. I felt Kim and Hank move onto the edge of bed, they wanted to watch us.

 

Lisa’s face soon went into contortions as everyone could tell she was Cumming. She yelled out in a high pitch as she smashed her pelvic bone against mine. I came almost at the same time. I was fucking her so hard, I felt like I was bruising us both. I came and moaned hard. After what seemed like several minutes, I collapsed on Lisa and kissed her.

 

After we cleaned up, we all settled on the bed together, naked and exhausted from the sex and alcohol. I fell asleep last but was the first to awake in the early hours. I heard moaning. I also felt someone touching my nipples. As I slowly came to life, I felt my cock respond to the nipple teasing. Kim was working my nipples; Lisa also began touching my balls. I just thought “holy shit, two on one.”

 

Hank was still asleep. After my cock was aroused, I was directed to lie flat between both the girls. Lisa pulled the cord from the head of the bed and tied my hands to the top railing as I had done her earlier. I was French kissed by both girls and then licked in different sections of my body with each girl taking a different area to explore. I felt someone take one of my balls gently into her mouth as the other sucked at my nipples and licked around my chest. I was in heaven. Soon, Lisa stroked her pussy over my arms and chest too. I felt her wet excitement. Both girls were breathing hard. I felt Lisa lick at my ear, which I really love. Kim took my cock in her mouth and began to work it into shape. I noticed Hank was stirring and finally looking over at us. He was smiling like a kid with a new toy.

 

It felt so good to have both girls working me over that I couldn’t keep my eyes opened. Soon, Lisa faced my feet and lowered her pussy lightly to my tongue; I had to reach out to touch her labia. She wiggled her pussy back and forth and occasionally up and down, She moaned whenever I flick my tongue at her clit. I then felt Kim squeeze and guide herself onto my cock. It was so sweet. The feeling of eating pussy as I was fucking another was exhilarating. I noticed the girls were sitting close together and exploring each other as well. They embraced and kissed. I felt this was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life. Just as I was getting into the scene, I felt the girls shift and they then switched places.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At first I thought, “I can’t eat Kim’s pussy, she had just fucked Hank earlier.” I then just let the flow go, everything felt so good. Kim teased me with her cunt the same way Lisa did. Lisa was licking my shaft. She seemed to be sampling the pussy juice left behind from Kim. Lisa commented that my cock was “so sticky and so good.” Soon she was switching over to her pussy and bottoming out on my shaft. Kim was slowly lowering her pussy onto my waiting tongue. I tasted Hanks cum and shuddered with the thought, then got into it with the encouragement of Kim’s moans. Both girls were moaning now and Hank was behind Lisa. He stroked her body and helped her to move up and down my cock. I still had my eyes closed but then felt Lisa lay forward. Hank was working his cock into her from behind, into her ass! He pushed into her and she groaned out “sloooow.”

 

Soon, both of us were in her and I could feel her pussy tighten against his cock. I felt his shaft move against mine. I tried to think of other things as I wanted to make this event last forever. I heard Kim moaning above me too as I continued to lick at her cum-splattered pussy.

 

Lisa was moaning louder now as Hank and I both bucked at her holes. I couldn’t stand it any longer; the friction was too much. I came. It felt like dynamite had gone off in my balls as I shot into Lisa’s sweet cunt. Instead of anyone else Cumming, everyone rolled off. I was puzzled and felt badly about Cumming prematurely. It wasn’t a problem; they just had other plans. Lisa said, “Kim’s turn.” Kim smiled, as she wanted to play.

 

I moved over and Kim was now centered on the bed. More drape ties were brought over and Hank and Lisa began tying Kim spread eagled to the bed. Lisa asked her, “Do you want to do this?” Kim moaned, “yes, anything.” Kim pointed her own foot and voluntarily placed it into the waiting loop bind that Lisa was holding at the foot of the bed. The drapery cords were then pulled tight around Kim ankles. Her ankle bracelet rested on top of one knot. Kim’s breathing became harder as she anticipated the next move.

 

No one wasted any time. Hank moved up and stuffed his cock into Kim’s mouth. It had just been inside of Lisa’s ass. Kim at first refused it but soon didn’t seem to mind. Lisa caressed Kim’s legs, running her hands up and down her body. Hank pumped his semi-rigid cock in and out of Kim’s mouth. After I recovered from my orgasm, I began to touch Lisa too. Lisa directed my hands to Kim’s tits. She said “play with them hard.” I squeezed at her tits hard, causing Kim to gasp.

 

Hank moved away from Kim a moment as Lisa climbed on top of her. She kissed Kim deeply and Kim responded accordingly. Lisa moved down and sucked at Kim’s tits. Kim moaned again. Lisa moved away and pushed a pillow under Kim’s ass. Lisa got into a doggy position and lowered her pussy onto Kim’s mouth, Kim licked at her hole. Lisa licked and sucked at Kim pussy too. Both girls began to moan.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hank came around and entered Lisa’s pussy from behind. Lisa moaned some more. Kim’s tongue flicked at both Hanks cock and Lisa’s pussy. Lisa then pulled Hank and I on opposite sides of Kim’s face and then pulled our cocks close to Kim’s mouth. “Suck then both” she told Kim. Kim alternated sucking our cocks as she strained to meet our alternate thrusts from both sides. Lisa was working her tongue over Kim’s cunt again. Kim was excited beyond belief; she sucked hard at each of our cocks, taking each cock a few thrusts at a time.

 

Lisa asked if Kim wanted more. “Kim again moaned “yessssss, more.” Lisa cleared Hank and I away and we each began at the toes of each leg with our tongues. I sucked at Kim’s right toes and watched Lisa face us and lower her ass to Kim’s tongue. “Lick it all baby.” Kim lightly touched her tongue to Lisa’s ass and pussy. “That’s right, harder. Yes”

 

After a few minutes of Kim’s licking and sucking at Lisa’s ass and pussy, Lisa moved away and said Kim, have you ever had a fantasy of being raped? Kim just nodded her head. Lisa said want to try it now? Kim said “anything”; she was super horny. All our sexual lives, Kim and I never tried forced or rough sex; I really never knew that she wanted to try it. Obviously, Lisa and Hank had much experience in the matter.

 Lisa moved off of Kim and said “Hank do her hard,” Hank moved up and onto Kim crushing her with his full weight. He sucked at her tongue hard and then began to bite her tongue as well. Kim groaned.

 

Hank moved down and bit into Kim’s right nipple, Lisa did the same to Kim’s other nipple. Lisa looked at me and could tell I was excited by all this; I was stroking my own cock. Hank slapped Kim’s tit a few times and Kim shrieked with pain and pleasure. Small welts formed on her tit and then Hank did the other one. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of slaps, groans and moans. They were all parts of all of our pleasure I found the whole scene as exhilarating.

 

 Hank then pushed his cock hard into Kim’s cunt. He didn’t wait till she was ready; he just started thrusting. I said, “Fuck her harder Hank.” Hank did. He was slapping his balls against Kim’s cunt as he came down harder and harder. It looked like his entire body was falling on her, crashing into her rather than fucking her. I could see his stiff, wet cock sink in and out of Kim’s delicate but wanting cunt. Hank moaned some then Lisa said, “Bill fuck her some too.” I watched Hank move off of Kim and I began fucking Kim immediately. Kim responded with more moans. Hank and I swapped a few times, Kim was enjoying it immensely, I could tell as she was matching Hanks thrusts with her own. Sometimes, Hank would stop thrusting while he elevated his body slightly above Kim. Kim would desperately push her hips upward, trying to get the full length of his cock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finally, after the third assault on Kim, Hank could not hold back any longer. He started to twist his hips and really thrust into her. Lisa was now pushing her nipple into Kim’s mouth to suck. I was behind Lisa and fucking her doggy style. Everyone was moaning. Hank grabbed Kim’s ass and really fucked her hard. He gritted his teeth and said, “ooooh, keep squeezing those pussy muscles baby.” He then made a continuous moan and we knew he was Cumming. Kim had still not reached her climax although she sounded close.

 

Once Hank crawled off of Kim, Lisa began to moan louder. I held her hair tight as she pushed against my cock in rapid strokes. Lisa came while Kim was still sucking and biting her nipples. It was so hot. I needed to cum too.

 

I moved from Lisa and released Kim’s legs from the binds. I got over her and pulled her legs up over my shoulder. I saw Hanks cum dribbling from her swollen bald cunt and just realized what a true fantasy come through all this was to me at that moment. I pushed my cock into her cum-wet pussy and began to ride her sweat-drenched body for a final ride.

 

Hank watched from the chair, he was totally spent. I knew that Kim was sore now but she still needed to cum again. I slapped her ass a few times and told her to tighten her pussy. She responded with moans. I felt the friction of her cunt increase with my strokes. Lisa moved closer and began working Kim’s tits with her hands.

 

I continued to slap Kim’s ass and ordering her to move her ass back and forth. I told her to beg to cum. Kim said “please fuck me, make me cum, please.” I knew that Kim really wanted to cum so bad, she had been holding back. Hank moved to the bed and reached under Kim. I had her ankles way back near her head as I thrust into her sweet creamy pussy.

 

Lisa and Hank looked at each other and then Lisa positioned her fingernails into Kim’s long nipples. She didn’t apply pressure yet; she just cupped Kim’s breasts and waited for something to happen. Hank reached under Kim and forced his thumb into Kim’s ass. She yelled out in pain. He thrust at her again and again as I continued to fuck her.

 

Kim’s breathing was getting louder and combined with her moans. Lisa could sense Kim’s orgasm and dug her nails into Kim’s nipples harshly. Hank said, “tell us what you said in the hot tub Kim.” Kim winced again with the combined pain of the nipple pinching and anal thrusts. “What, ooohh, what did I say.” “The Horny line, you know.” “Say it as you cum.” Kim moaned out a few more times and then Hank forced two fingers in her ass. She yelled out loudly, “Mee Me so Oooooh Hooooorny.” I’m fucking cummmmmming, oooooohh!!!!!!” Kim came the hardest she ever did in her life. She pushed against Hanks fingers and my cock hard and fast. She screamed as her body twitched from her head to her toes. She came for several seconds, it seemed like minutes.

 

Finally, we all collapsed, spent from all the sex and after effects of the alcohol. Everyone was sore and beat. We all rested and showered. After a late morning Breakfast Hank and Lisa left for the day. Kim could barely walk, her pussy and was so bruised. Lisa just said that it was her sorest but best birthday ever. She then asked each of us, when our birthdays were. I knew what was coming; hopefully it wouldn’t wait for our real birthday.

 

 

Mia Suocera - My Mother-in-Law Ch. 01

nevada on Fetish Stories

Mia Suocera - My Mother-in-Law Ch. 01
by nevada ©

L'influenza mi aveva bloccato a letto per diversi giorni, e così su consiglio del dottore decisi di stare a casa a riposare.

Mia moglie Anna rincuorandomi disse "Non ti preoccupare vado io in negozio, e poi per qualsiasi cosa che tu avessi bisogno c'è sempre mia madre".

La nostra casa è una villetta bifamiliare composta da due appartamenti adiacenti, uno è il nostro e l'altro di mia suocera.

Mia suocera era d

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ivorziata da diversi anni e nonostante i suoi 57 anni è una donna ancora attraente e sexy, e nei miei confronti lei ha sempre avuto un occhio di riguardo, premurosa e disponibile.

In questi giorni di malattia, tutte le mattine prima che io mi svegliassi, veniva a casa nostra e mi preparava la colazione.

Quella mattina in preda ad un sogno erotico mi svegliai con il cazzo completamente duro e, convinto che mia suocera se ne fosse già andata, cominciai a masturbarmi.

Era passato un po' di tempo dalla mia ultima sega e quindi decisi di prendermela con calma e di godermi quei momenti di felicità. Lentamente la mano scorreva su e giù sul mio cazzo, stringeva la cappella e poi scivolava giù fino in fondo.

Improvvisamente in un momento di lucidità aprii gli occhi e vidi mia suocera sulla porta della camera che mi stava osservando.

Preso dal panico e dalla vergogna tirai subito su il lenzuolo coprendomi. Dentro di me pensavo alla figuraccia che avevo fatto, e poi pensai immediatamente che la sera stessa lo avrebbe anche raccontato ad Anna.

Sandra, così si chiama mia suocera, per nulla scandalizzata si avvicinò al letto e con fare dolce mi sussurrò - "Sei ancora debole per queste cose, lascia fare a me" - allungò la sua mano sotto il lenzuolo e cominciò ad accarezzarlo.

Rimasi senza parole: guardavo mia suocera negli occhi, mentre sentivo la sua mano scivolare su e giù sul mio cazzo.

Stringeva forte la cappella e poi giù di colpo facendomi sobbalzare nel letto.

Disse di spostarmi un po' in la, e così lei si sedette sul letto in modo tale che io potessi sbirciare tra le sue gambe.

Infatti intravedevo tra le sue cosce uno slip nero ricamato.

Sollevò il lenzuolo, s'inclinò in avanti e cominciò a leccarmi e a succhiarmi la cappella. Mi leccava dappertutto, e spalancando la sua bocca ingoiò il mio cazzo fino in fondo.

Sentivo la sua lingua muoversi intorno al mio cazzo, per poi passare a succhiarmi le palle facendomi gemere dal piacere: era il pompino più godurioso della mia via.

Alzò lo sguardo verso di me e disse - "Ti piace come ti succhio il cazzo?" - e io tra un mugolio e l'altro le dissi si, e lei aggiunse -"....il bello devo ancora arrivare!".

Non capii subito a cosa alludesse, ma dopo alcuni secondi compresi tutto: si mise il dito medio in bocca insalivandolo tutto e poi con dolcezza andò a cercare il mio ano, fece colare un po' di saliva tra le mie natiche e mi penetrò con il suo dito.

Lanciai un grido, non comprendendo subito se faceva male o mi procurava piacere.

Sandra non curante del mio urlo continuò a spomparmi con più forza e, quando lei mi penetrò con due dita, io non resistetti più e le sborrai completamente in bocca.

Lei continuava a succhiare tutta la mia sborra calda fino al punto di avere la bocca talmente piena che le colava lo sperma dai lati della labbra.

Godevo come un matto, mia suocera era una grandissima spompinatrice.

Poi lei si alzò e venne vicino alla mia bocca, appoggiò le sue labbra sulle mie e con la sua lingua aprì le mie labbra facendomi colare tutta la sborra nella mia bocca. Fu un bacio appassionato. Le nostre lingue erano tutte imbrattate di sborra calda.

Era la prima volta che assaggiavo la mia sborra. Non era disgustosa come immaginavo, era dolciastra, calda e un po' densa.

Sandra poi si alzò e uscendo disse - "Ci vediamo per pranzo, a dopo!".

Ero completamente ubriaco per quello che mia suocera mi aveva fatto, e si che la consideravo un po' troia, ma non mi sarei mai aspettato un pompino da lei. E che pompino!!!!!!.

Per tutta la mattina non facevo altro che pensare a lei e alle sue labbra, e il solo pensiero mi faceva ritornare duro il mio cazzo.

Era circa mezzogiorno quando suonò il campanello della porta. Andai ad aprire e vidi Sandra vestita con un completo grigio, gonna aderente che le arrivava fino al ginocchio e una camicetta leggermente sbottonata che stringeva le sue tette, un paio di collant nere e un paio di tacchi a spillo. Era veramente sexy.

"Allora non mi fai entrare?" - sussurrò Sandra.

Ed io balbettando qualcosa e, staccando gli occhi dalle sue tette, le dissi - "Certamente, avanti entra pure." - e nel contempo cercavo di capire se quello che era successo la mattina fosse stato un episodio occasionale oppure no.

Mentre entrava in casa la osservavo da dietro, il suo culo maestoso ondeggiava da una parte all'altra e lei sapeva benissimo che lo stavo guardando libidinosamente.

Sandra si girò improvvisamente e disse - "Se vuoi sfondare il mio culetto, caro, dovrai sottostare alle mie richieste".

Per un attimo il mio viso diventò subito tutto rosso dalla vergogna, mi colse totalmente impreparato proprio come un giovane verginello.

Sandra mi stupiva sempre più.

Riprendendomi immediatamente dallo stupore risposi - "Guarda che per quel tuo bel culo, io farei qualsiasi cosa."

"Attento a fare promesse mio caro Luca....." - "...poi le devi anche mantenere.......".

Si avvicinò a me, mise la sua mano tra le mie cosce e iniziò a palpare il mio cazzo che stava già dando segni di impazienza.

"Allora sbrigati, ti aspetto a casa mia fra cinque minuti, e fai presto"- e uscì senza aggiungere altro.

Indossai frettolosamente una maglietta e un paio di pantaloncini e andai subito da lei.

La sua porta di casa era "stranamente" accostata, entrai chiamandola e Sandra rispose che era in camera e di raggiungerla.

Appena spalancai la porta della camera vidi Sandra al centro della stanza, indossava un completino nero di pizzo ricamato con reggicalze e calze nere.

Non indossava gli slip, e così potevo già ammirare la sua bella figa completamente rasata: il mio unico desiderio era quello di scoparla e di incularla.

Mi spogliò velocemente e disse - "Sdraiati sul letto a pancia in giù" - ed io obbedii immediatamente.

Cominciò a leccarmi i piedi, poi lentamente iniziò a salire verso l'alto facendomi allargare le gambe.

Si sdraiò tra le mie gambe, afferra il mio cazzo e lo bacia profondamente.

Poi con le mani mi spalancò le natiche, con la lingua iniziò a giocare con il mio ano leccandolo dolcemente e sfiorandolo tutto intorno mentre le sue mani mi massaggiava le palle. Ad un certo punto sentii la sua lingua tutta dentro il mio ano, stavo impazzendo dal piacere. Di sicuro Sandra sapeva benissimo come far impazzire un uomo.

Io inarcavo il mio culo verso di lei offrendomi alle sue particolari attenzioni.

Poi con voce vellutata disse – "Ho delle sorprese per te, però devi fare ciò che ti dico così sarà più bello ed eccitante".

Prese da un cassetto un foulard di seta nera, due lacci lunghi e disse - "Mettiti in ginocchio sul pavimento qui davanti al letto....., appoggiati sopra e distendi le braccia in avanti."

Ero talmente eccitato e confuso che obbedii immediatamente.

Per prima cosa mi bendò gli occhi, poi mi prese un polso alla volta fissandogli saldamente il laccio tutto intorno e legò i lacci alla testiera del letto, uno da una parte e l'altro dall'altra.

Confesso che in quella posizione mi sentivo un po' ridicolo ed imbarazzato, ma rimasi lì fermo e in attesa come mi aveva ordinato: intanto nella mia mente scorrevano velocemente i pensieri e i desideri più perversi.

Finalmente lei si avvicinò e cominciò ad accarezzarmi dolcemente tra le natiche, faceva scorrere le dita su e giù soffermandosi sul mio ano.

Improvvisamente sentii un liquido fresco colare tra le natiche, mentre le sue dita iniziavano a spalmare quel liquido sul mio ano massaggiandolo freneticamente.

"Luca devi rilassarti, lasciami fare e vedrai come godremo insieme" – e mentre io la imploravo di scoparmi lei mi penetrò brutalmente l'ano con due dita.

Lanciai un gridolino di dolore, ma lei continuò a penetrarmi. Cercavo di dimenarmi ma lei mi ordinò di stare fermo.

Si allontanò ancora una volta per qualche minuto, la sentivo indaffarata a fare qualcosa: ma cosa???????

Ritornò di nuovo vicino a me, s'inginocchiò e aggiunse dell'altro liquido fresco sul mio ano.

Sandra non diceva assolutamente nulla, ed io ascoltavo il suo respiro diventare sempre più eccitato.

Con le sue mani mi allargò decisione le natiche e solo in quel preciso momento capii che cosa voleva fare.

Sentii all'improvviso una strana e grossa pressione sul mio ano, qualcosa di grosso e duro cercava di entrare nel mio culo vergine.

Cercavo di resistere a quell'intrusione stringendo le natiche e le dissi un po' terrorizzato -"Sandra cosa vuoi fare?

A quel punto Sandra mi tolse la benda e m'invitò a guardarla

"Ohhhhhhhhhh mio Dioooooooooo. " esclamai ancora più terrorizzato.

Sandra indossava uno strapon con un cazzo nero, e solo quando si avvicinò alla mia faccia compresi quanto fosse grosso e lungo.

Ripresomi dallo sbigottimento lo osservai con più attenzione mentre Sandra lo sventolava davanti ai miei occhi: quel grosso cazzo nero era lungo almeno 10" e largo 4 - 5". La sua mano non riusciva nemmeno ad avvolgerlo tutto da quanto era grosso.

"Ascoltami Sandra cosa vuoi fare?" – le dissi di nuovo - "..... non vorrai mica farlo? Senti dimentichiamo tutto, e facciamo finta che non sia successo niente. Cosa ne pensi?"

Lei con un sguardo ammiccante aggiunse: "E' troppo tardi ormai, mio caro Luca. Questo è il prezzo che devi pagare per quello che ti ho fatto stamattina, e poi non ti preoccupare vedrai che piacerà anche a te".

"Noooooooooo, ti prego farò tutto quello che vorrai, ma non mi fare questoooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!"

Non immaginavo che sarebbe finita così, ma ormai legato come un salame non potevo fare altro. E forse nel mio più profondo inconscio speravo in qualcosa del genere. Maaaaaa......

"Ora rilassati e lasciami fare, ti farò godere come non mai, come una vera troia" – e così iniziò a spingere la grossa cappella contro il mio ano, dando dei piccoli colpetti lenti seguiti poi da una spinta più forte.

La mia resistenza era completamente inutile. Sandra spingeva sempe più forte il suo grosso cazzo, e il mio ano lentamente cominciava a dilatarsi tra un crampo di dolore e l'altro.

"E' troppo grosso non entrerà maiiiiiiiiiiii. Mi stai facendo male, mi stai spaccando il culooooooooo!!!1 Dio che maleeeee."

Il mio ano cedeva sempre di più, lasciando il posto ad un doloro sempre bruciante.

Ogni tanto Sandra lo tirava indietro, aspettava che i miei muscoli dell'ano si rilassassero e riprendeva con la penetrazione.

Per un'attimo ho avuto un flash dove immaginavo cosa sarebbe successo se improvvisamente la mia adorata mogliettina, nonchè la sua figlia prediletta, fosse rientrata a casa dal lavoro prima del solito, e ci avessi trovati così con sua madre che mi stava inculando con un grosso cazzo finto. Lasciamo stare meglio non pensarci.

Non feci in tempo a riprendermi dal quel pensiero che immediatamente lanciai un grido: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhh......cazzzzzzzooooooo..... è dentroooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!.

Sandra diede una spinta più forte e decisa dell'altre che mi penetrò con tutta la sua cappella.

"Cazzooooo come bruciaaaaaa, non riesco più a muovermiiii!!!!!

"Siiiiiiiiiiii così, ora si che te lo sbatto tutto dentro. Sei la mia puttana e ti scopo fino in fondooooooooooooooo, così finalmente ti rompo il culo" - disse Sandra.

E senza altri indugi affondò tutto il suo cazzo dentro di me.

Solo in quel momento compresi quanto fosse veramente lungo e grosso il suo cazzo.

Il dolore lentamente stava passando e devo dire che cominciavo a provare uno strano ed insolito piacere.

Finalmente Sandra lo spinse tutto dentro fino in fondo, così le sue palle sbattevano contro le mie. Praticamente ero impalato fino allo stomaco e Sandra per rendere ancora più eccitante la penetrazione urlando mi pizzicava e schiaffeggiava le natiche.

Il mio ano era talmente spalancato e dilatato che non riuscivo nemmeno più a contrarre i muscoli.

"Allora ti piace o no.... - gridava Sandra - ....ti piace essere inculato da tua suocera???????"

Sandra ormai aveva perso tutti i suoi freni inibitori e continuava a dirmi frasi oscene. Stentavo quasi a riconoscerla.

"Sei un vero maiale, Luca....., lo sapevo che ti sarebbe piaciuto. Porcooooo. Godi, prendilo tutto dentroooooooo" - e così dicendo continuò a sbatterlo dentro e fuori sempre più forte e veloce.

Poi si alza da terra e mi penetra nuovamente, appoggiandosi sulla mia schiena.

"Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Sandra continua così, non ti fermare ti pregoooooooooo. Fammi godere e sarò il tuo schiavoooooooooooo!!!!!!"

"Uhhhhhmmmmmmmm, ohhhhhhhhhhh, si chiedimi tutto quello che vuoi" - continuavo a ripeterle.

I suoi colpi diventavano sempre più frequenti, proprio come il suo respiro.

Ad un certo punto sentii un brivido intenso attraversare il mio ano e raggiungere il mio cazzo e improvvisamente iniziai a sborrare contro il letto.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, vengoooooooooooooo, sborroooooooooooo. Non ti fermare continua a spaccarmi il culooooooo ti prego!!!".

Mentre il mio cazzo rimbalzava da una parte all'altra sotto i colpi di Sandra, gli schizzi di sborra finivano anche sulla mia pancia e tra le mie cosce.

Anche Sandra sta godendo, i suoi respiri erano sempre più rapidi - "Lucaaaaaaaaaaaa sto godendo anch'iooooooo, si dai vieni che godiamo insiemeeeeee!!!!!!".

Dopo alcuni istanti di assoluto silenzio, Sandra lentamente diminuisce la sua forsennata inculata fino a lasciarmi esausto sul letto.

A quel punto mi scioglie i polsi e si siede al mio fianco.

Sono tutto indolenzito, mi fanno male le ginocchia, la schiena, le braccia e soprattutto il mio culetto che lentamente comincia a riprendere la sua forma iniziale.

Sandra mi guarda dolcemente: con una mano inizia ad accarezzare il mio cazzo pulendolo dalla sborra, e con l'altra mi pulisce tutta la pancia. Poi senza indugi si lecca le dita succhiando ed ingoiando tutta la mia sborra.

"Visto che come inizio non c'è male, Luca. Vero? - mi dice sorridendo - Pensa che abbiamo ancora tutto il pomeriggio davanti a noi per divertirci".

"Sandra sei stata fantastica, non avrei mai immaginato di fare tutto questo con te".

"Aspetta a dire questo, ho in serbo altre sorprese per te, vedrai che belle....." - poi si alza e lentamente si sfila lo strapon.

Ancora una volta mia suocera riesce a sorprendermi: dentro la mutandina dello strapon c'erano due cazzi, uno le penetrava la figa rasata e l'altro il suo bel culetto. Che gran mignotta mia suocera!!!

It Was Only a Story

mrjjones on Fetish Stories

It Was Only a Story                  John J. Jones

Well,  I  HAD  written  the story about her, but I didn't think it would
come  to this... Well, maybe I dreamed it would, but I never had an
idea of  what  the  reality  of  it would be like... intense,
passionate, and fearful... I guess I knew the word all along...
submission. But as often as  I'd  written  about  it;  as  often  as  I
 experienced it in my own imagination,  it  was  nowhere  near  the
reality of it. But wait... I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start
from the beginning.

I  write  stories, erotic stories. Obviously you know, that's why you'r
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reading  this. I've written a variety of stories, from the normal to
the bizarre.  I've  even  put  a  few on the net. Anyway, I had this
fantasy about  a  woman  at  work:  Corey. She's a college girl. I'm in
my 40's. She's  beautiful,  has curly, shoulder-length, strawberry
blonde, almost red  hair.  She has a smile that would melt steel. But
her eyes... those are  what  get  me  the  most.  I usually have a
knack for determining a person's  personality  and  thoughts  by  their
eyes.  In  a  way she's different, in a way, I suppose she's not.

At  first,  it  seemed  I  could  tell some things about her. She seemed
sweet,  friendly. Then one day when I helped her with a computer
problem at  work,  I turned to ask her a question and there it was...
that look. It  sent  a shiver down my spine. I went weak and helpless.
That was the first time I realized that my ability to read people was
being turned on me. She was looking right through me. It was as if she
knew my innermost fantasies  and  thoughts.  It  was  in  her  eyes  
and  the sly smile. I instantly  grew  nervous  and  forgot  what  I  
was doing. In a panic, I fumbled with the keys trying to get a grip
again as I looked away. I was almost in a cold sweat.

This  had never happened to me before. It was scary, but deep inside, it
turned  me  on. All the feelings I've had when I was writing about
being dominated  by a woman (or women) came sneaking to the surface
right then and there, and I was embarrassed. As I regained control, I
told myself I should relax. She couldn't know about any of this. I had
just met her. I was  just  over-reacting,  miss-interpreting  her  
look. When I finished fixing  the  problem  on her computer and looked
back once more, she had that  friendly  nice-to- know-you smile on her
face again. I drew a sigh of  relief  and talked with her a few moments
before I left her cubicle. Still a bit flustered, but a little more
relaxed.

Corey  is taller than me, but extremely well endowed. So I thought about
her a lot after that first meeting. I would go and talk to her once in
a while.  There  were  a  couple of times I thought I saw that look in
her eyes  but I would glance away. I was nervous. When I'd look back,
it was gone.  If  she  was doing this on purpose, she was good. Very
good. Then one  day I stopped by when she was wearing a skirt. She
turned around in her  chair, with that look on her face. I swear, I
almost dropped my cup of  coffee.  If she could have seen into the cup,
she would have thought there  was  an earthquake. My hand was shaking.
Her legs were fantastic. Again, I looked away and struggled to make
idle conversation.

It  was after that visit that I had to write a story. I had to vent. The
feelings   I   got   from   her   were  driving  me  crazy.  I  wrote  
a domination/submission story that was probably the most passionate I
ever wrote.  Passionate  in  the  sense  of  sex  and  the  sensation  
of raw submission.  I  understand  how some may find it difficult to
understand how  this could be defined as passion, but trust me... it's
just as much a  passion  of  taking  the woman you fantasize about into
your arms and making  love  at the time you're most ready, then putting
it into words. Even  after  completing  the  story,  I  would reread it
and get excited again.

I put the story onto my private site where only a few friends knew about
it.  I  received  a  few  comments  about  how  silly  the  idea of
male submission was, but everyone said the story was exceptionally hot.
After writing the story, I got more relaxed with Corey and decided I
would ask her to lunch.

I'm  kind of a talker, and I think I express myself well; it's necessary
for  my  job.  But  I  found  myself at a loss for words during lunch.
I talked  about  anything.  I  was  like a nervous kid. I was afraid I
was making a fool of myself. She never looked that way at me during
lunch, I was  just nervous. The topic of my story writing came up and I
mentioned the    public   site   where   some   of   my   stories   
were   posted, http://www.eroticstories.com. I thought she might like a
couple of them. They may even turn her on! Of course, I didn't say
that.

As  we  walked back, I summoned up the nerve to ask some questions about
her. She made it plain she would answer straightforwardly if I asked
her anything.  The  only  real  question I remember was what kind of
guy she liked,  and  the  only real portion of her response that rang
in my ears was  "I  like a guy who can take orders". She made that
statement with a smile and a giggle. Inside, I freaked.

The  words  rang in my head like a gong. Not merely for the fact that it
implied  she was a dominant, but something else. It was in my story.
The exact words. This happened on a Friday, just before we went our
separate ways  for lunch. The rest of the afternoon went right down the
toilet as far  as  work  was concerned. I was distracted, confused and
excited all wrapped  up  in  one  overwhelming emotion. Had she seen
the story about her?  I  had  changed  her  name,  but  there  were  a  
lot of beginning circumstances  that  would  have  left no doubt about
who the characters were.

The  rest  of  the  weekend  was  just the same kind of blur. I couldn't
concentrate,  I found myself pacing at times. I tried to watch movies
to divert  my  feelings,  but  nothing  worked. Friday night, I sent
her an email  with  a  link  to  the  public  site, just for something
to do. I struggled  with  the thought that she couldn't have seen my
private site and I had not physically shown the story to anyone else.

Saturday  was  no better. I woke up at my usual time, but didn't get out
of bed. I lay there thinking about her and the situation. Or was there
a situation?  Was I imagining things? If I wasn't, what was I going to
do? If she knew about the story, how could I face her again at work?
What if she  wasn't  really dominant and just thought I was some kind
of weirdo? Saturday  and  Sunday both found me pacing and looking for
things to do. Simple  things,  concentration  was  at  a  minimum.  I  
even canceled a computer consultation appointment with a client because
I didn't want to deal with the effort it was going to take to keep my
mind on the job.

What  was  I  going  to do on Monday when I went back to work? Where she
sat,  I  could  probably avoid her. I had taken vacation for the rest
of the  week,  so  I'd just have to avoid her Monday and Tuesday. But
did I want to? Did she want me to?

By  now,  you  can  see  how confused and tortured I was. I use the word
tortured  to  describe  the lack of direction to take. Well... then
came Monday.

I  tried to keep my mind on work, keep myself busy. I thought that would
be  the  key  to getting through this. But every hour or so, one
thought would  shoot  through  my  mind. Should I go over by Corey? The
confused thoughts  that  raced  through  my mind every time the
question came up, once  again,  distracted me from whatever I was
doing. Just before noon, the question had been answered for me.

"Paul,  Cory  called.  She  said her PC wouldn't start". Panic. I looked
around.  There  were  no  other  technicians to take the call. "She
said everything  looked  like  it was plugged in ok. You know how that
goes." The  receptionist  said,  grinning. Cindy was in her area! I
grabbed the walkie-talkie. "She asked for you." The receptionist said
as I picked it up. Well, that was it. One way or another I had to see
her.

Thoughts  again  flooded  my  mind  as  I hooked up my walkie-talkie and
headed  out  of  the  office  door.  She didn't seem the kind that
would embarrass me in front of everyone, so I didn't have to worry
about that. But  what  suggestions  or  comments  would  she make? I
could easily be embarrassed without anyone else knowing what was going
on. I was careful enough to use a "writers" name on my stories, so I
couldn't be connected with  them. I always used other names and places
IN my stories, so I was safe there. What was going to happen? Had I
done something stupid? Was I overreacting?

My  palms were sweaty and my hands were shaking as I neared her cubicle.
My  heart  was racing and I felt flush. I stopped just short of her
cube to calm down. "Paul! Whassup, guy?" a friend chirped up as he
walked by. Oh,  no!  No  time  to  calm  down.  She  had  to  know I
was there now. "S.S.D.D.!" I muttered as I continued my mission.

I  walked  around  into her cube with my usual smile, and I was in luck!
She  wasn't  there!  I set down my tool kit and started checking
cables. The  PC  monitor was hooked to the machine in a manner that
didn't allow the machine to be pulled out very far, so I had to get
under the desk to check  the  connections on the back of the machine.
Then I felt her. Her foot brushed my leg as she sat down in her chair.
I froze.

"There he is!" she chirped. "How was your weekend?" I went flush. Was it
my  imagination  again, or did her tone reflect knowledge of what I
went through?  I  looked down. She was sitting with her legs slightly
parted, wearing  the same skirt she had worn before. I could see into
the skirt, that  she  was  wearing  pantyhose, but no panties.
Everything above the waist was above the desk. "Paul?". I jumped at her
voice again. I took a deep  breath and realized I better say something.
"Sorry didn't know you were  talking to me! Too short, as usual! How
about you?" I responded as I  regained  my concentration and noticed
the power cord was halfway out of  the  machine.  It  could have been
kicked... or something. I avoided looking at her legs again as I
crawled out from under her desk and stood up. She wasn't looking at me,
but she had a smile on her face. I clicked on the machine and it came
to life. "There ya go!" I said, a bit anxious to leave at the moment...
yet... not.

"Sent  you an email about another problem I'm having." She continued. "I
had  a  file  attached  to  it  that I couldn't open. Did you get it?"
I hadn't  checked  my  email all morning. It's one of the things I
forgot. "Not  yet,  sorry!  I'll look as soon I get back downstairs." I
replied. "Good. Thank you for getting here so quick!" she said and
turned to look up  at  me. The look was half there. She wasn't upset
with me obviously, but I didn't know what to make of it.

My  heart slowed down as I went back to the office. It may be ok, I told
myself. Let's see what's in this email.

I  sat  down  at  my  desk and fired up email. Her message was there. It
explained  the  problem she had opening the file. I checked the file.
It was  a WordPerfect 4 file. We used MS Word at our office. This was
going to  be  an  easy one. I called her and told her that Word would
not open this  version of a WordPerfect file. Her voice, although it
was soft and sweet,  crackled  like  lightning  over  the  phone.  "I  
know.  I  have WordPerfect  4  at home, and it's not opening there,
either. You consult on the side, right?" I went numb. I thought I
swallowed my tongue. There was dead silence for what seemed like an
eternity.

"Sure!"  I finally managed to almost squeak out. Confusion about what to
say  set  in  again, but it didn't matter. "Good. Here's my address."
It obviously wasn't a question as to whether or not I would come out
there. She  gave  me her address. "Tonight or tomorrow night?" she
asked. There was  no time to think about it. "Tomorrow night will be
fine!" I blurted out. I looked around and was relieved that no one was
nearby to hear it. "See  you  around  6?  I'll have something for
dinner!" She had an early shift,  since she went to college on
Wednesday and Friday, but for me, 6 o'clock  was  pushing  it.  I had
to get home and get the car and get to where  she  lived  in  less than
2 hours, but it was possible. And I was excited  and  yet apprehensive
as a school kid. "I'll be there!" I said, looking around before I said
it this time.

Another  afternoon  at  work shot to hell. So was half of Tuesday. I was
excited,  passing off the harder problems, whipping out the easier
ones; not  telling a soul about anything. On the way home on the train
Tuesday Evening,  it  hit me... my story... I had my first encounter
with her in my story at her place! And I had gone over to fix a problem
with her PC! I  became  oblivious  to  everyone else on the train as I
felt myself go flush.  It  couldn't  be... it was just coincidence... I
mean, I work on computers. She knows that. She just needed help or she
was just using it as  an  excuse  to get me over. It couldn't have
anything to do with the story.  It  was a hardware error in the story
anyway... I almost blew my stop  on  the train. I walked into the
house, washed up and changed. All the  while  thoughts  running through
my head about what the night would hold. I picked up my jacket and car
keys and walked to the car.

Traffic  was  pretty bad, but I made it to her front door at about 5:55.
"On  time! I like that!" she said coolly as she opened the door. I
stood in  shock. She was wearing a one- piece midi skirt, red, bright
red, and tight.  Just  like  in  my  story.  My thoughts raced as I
instinctively turned  and  looked  at  the door, then downward. Oh,
geeez, is this all coincidence? Or does she know?

"Are  you coming in? Or are you going to stand out there all night?" she
smiled.  I  was  startled  slightly and apologized as I stepped into
her townhouse.  It was attractive and you could tell it was a woman's
place; clean,  orderly and kinda "homey". "Let's eat first." She
quipped as she took  off  my jacket. Well, that was different. In my
story, I fixed her computer  first.  "This  way."  She  said  after  
she hung up my coat. I followed  her  down a short hall checking out
her beautiful legs and ass as she walked. Her hair was beautiful
against her neck and shoulders.

I  froze  one again as we entered the small dining room. Two red candles
placed   at   the   sides  of  the  table,  not  in  the  middle.  
Brass candleholders,  red  tablecloth, glasses of red wine. But the
kicker was the  napkins.  They  were  black.  This was all exactly as I
wrote in my story.  The  odds  were now too high for my comfort. Cory
continued into the dining room and looked back at me where I stopped.

"Something  wrong?"  she asked with a sly tone in her voice. I swallowed
hard.  Do I say something, or do I go along with this? I could feel
that my  face was flushed and my palms were getting sweaty again. If
she knew the  whole  story,  this  could  be  the best night of my
life... or the worst.  I  regained my composure somewhat. "Nice
arrangement." I managed to  say.  "Thank you!" she replied. "I
especially like the idea of black napkins  against  a  red tablecloth.
Your idea?" I asked. She smiled and practically  glared  at  me.  "No,  
probably  saw  it in a catalog..." I proceeded into the dining room.
"Or read it somewhere." She continued.

I stopped by a chair, took a deep breath, tilted my head back and caught
myself  closing  my  eyes.  "What's wrong?" she asked slyly. "You ok?"
I opened  my  eyes,  stared at the curtains on the dining room wall
across from me. "Ok, look, I'm sorry." I muttered. She walked around
behind me, as  I  stood  there  frozen,  like  a deer caught in the
headlights of a speeding car.

She  stepped  up against me, he breasts against my shoulders. She had to
turn  her head down slightly to whisper in my ear. Her perfume filled
my nostrils.  "You're  sorry?  Why?  Did  you do something wrong?"
Again, a different  location  in my story, but the exact words she had
said. If I had  been  any  more  nervous,  my  teeth  would have been
chattering. I couldn't  answer.  She  stepped  away and into the
kitchen. "I don't see where you've done anything wrong, so why don't
you sit down?"

I moved to a chair and sat down. I sat there quietly as she moved around
in the kitchen. Oh, no... the food, I thought. In my story, the meat
was filet  minion, with corn and mashed potatoes. Since she couldn't
see me, I  closed  my  eyes.  I'm  not  sure  if  it  was  a prayer or
a general statement.  Please... let this go well, I thought to myself.
I knew this evening could go either way from this point on.

She  brought  dinner out. It was pork chops. She set two more bowls down
on  the  table,  then  moved  to  the  other  side  and  sat down.
"Help yourself," she said smiling. First I took a pork chop from the
plate and set  it on mine. Then took a bowl. I removed the lid. Mashed
potatoes. I spooned  some  slowly  onto  the  plate,  trying  not  to
look at her. I replaced  the  lid  and  took  the next bowl. Corn. I
stared at it for a moment. "Don't like corn?" she asked. I jumped
slightly at her question. "Oh,  it's  fine..."  I  replied.  I spooned
some onto my plate and then started  cutting a pork chop. "Like pork
chops?" She asked. She piped up again before I had a chance to answer.
"Not a real beef person myself... steaks are usually too tough". I
dropped my fork on the plate. The sound echoed in my ears like a plate
glass window shattered by a brick.

"It  seems like you're nervous," she said. "Are you sure something's not
wrong?"  I  wiped  my  hands  on  the  napkin.  "I  said I was sorry."
I muttered.  She  smiled,  picked  up  her  fork  and  started eating.
She swallowed,  took a sip of her wine and smiled at me again. "Oh, you
must mean  the  story.  It  was  about  me, wasn't it?" It was final.
All the torture was over. I was busted. But how did she... it didn't
matter now. I  sat  for  what  seemed to be an eternity staring at my
plate. "Wasn't it?" This time it was more of a demand for an answer
than a question. So much  so, that I jumped. "Yes, yes it was." I
replied. Again, I couldn't move while she continued to eat. I felt like
a trapped animal.

Her  voice  was  soft  again. "You really should eat something." I still
couldn't  move.  "You  may  need  the  energy  tonight."  Her words
shot excitement  and  fear  through  me  as  I sat there staring at my
plate. "Paul."  There  was the command in her voice again. I picked up
my knife and fork and began eating.

"You  know,  you're  one hell of a writer, Paul" she said between bites.
"But  has  it  ever  happened  to you for real?" The fear and
excitement started  a  stir  of  sexual tension that I'd only nearly
felt before in writing my stories, but this was more intense. I felt an
erection coming on. "No, it hasn't" I muttered.

"Hmmm... I really don't get into the word "mistress"... But I like to be
called  by  my  name. You wouldn't mind calling me Miss Corey, would
you Paul?"  I  hesitated.  "No." "No?" she piped back. I almost choked
on my food.  "I'm  sorry. No, Miss Cory." "Good" she replied. I felt
toes move their  way  up my leg to my crotch and stop to rub against
what was soon becoming a raging hard-on. "This is going to be a very
interesting night for you, Paul. Very interesting. Interesting for me,
too."

It  was  a short... but long dinner. The few times I looked up at Corey,
she  was  watching  me intently while she ate. One time, she clamped
her teeth  on  her fork and drew it out slowly. I was literally shaking
with fear,  anticipation and lust. When we were done eating, she stood
up and walked toward my side of the table. "Come with me." She said.

I  followed  her down another hall to the bathroom. She leaned against a
wall.  "Shower  is  right  there"  she said. My mind flashed back to
the story.  "Unless  you're  going to shower with your clothes on, I
suggest you  strip"  she said without moving. Now my erection was
dwindling... I began  to  undress.  I  had  my  back  to  her  as I
finally took off my underwear.  "Turn around." She ordered. My pecker
by now was all reduced to  about  an inch and a half in length. I
turned around. "Funny, felt a lot  bigger  than  that under the table!"
she smiled. She was twirling a toothpick in her mouth.

She  stepped  past me and pushed the shower curtain aside. My heart fell
into the pit of my stomach. In my story, there was a chain and
handcuffs attached  to  the  showerhead.  Corey had two pair of
handcuffs on a bar positioned  at  each  end  just  under  the  
showerhead.  "Look, I..." I started. I didn't even know what I was
going to say. "Get in, Paul." She interrupted firmly. I got in. She
took my left hand and brought it up to the handcuff on the left side of
the bar. I was standing there naked and confused. She took my other
hand and locked it to the other side.

Corey  stepped  back  from the shower and started stripping. "Yes, Paul,
it's  going  to be an interesting night." She said as she peeled her
red bra,  stockings,  garter and panties off. As she stepped into the
shower behind  me,  she  said,  "You  see,  Paul, I don't trust my men
to clean themselves.  They  never  do  a  good enough job for me. I
have to do it myself." I shuddered as I recognized it as another line
from my story. I was  in  for  a cleaning I was not going to soon
forget, and if I didn't stand  and  take  it,  it  was  going to be
worse. In my story, John was threatened  with nipple and ball clamps if
he pulled off the showerhead, so he had to hold his arms up and hang
on.

She  pulled the shower curtain closed and as she snapped on the water, I
muttered,  "please  don't  hurt  me." "What?" she replied. "Please
don't hurt  me,  Miss  Corey,"  I  repeated  more  loudly  through  the
water. "Remember,  Paul... I read the story. I know you're not into
pain. But I also  know  the  ways you make a man hurt without using
steel and pointy objects.  Yes,  Paul...  you're going to hurt. But if
you're a good boy, you'll  be  rewarded."  "But  if you're a good
boy...", yet another line from my story. She remembered quite a bit.

I was positioned so the warm water was running directly down my head and
body.  Corey  reached  over to the liquid soap dispenser and dispensed
a large  amount  of  soap on her hand. Then she reached over to the
window and  grabbed a small brush with a strap. She started rubbing the
soap on my  back,  then  washing  it  with the brush. The first few
seconds felt good,  but  the  brush  was stiff and it became more like
scrubbing than rubbing.  My  skin was beginning to hurt. She proceeded
to scrub my neck and  shoulders.  Then  she reached around to scrub my
chest and stomach. Next  were  my legs and feet. I looked down at
myself and saw that I was all  pink  from the scrubbing and my skin
stung all over. Just like John in my story.

The  first  test was coming. She washed my hair and face with a rag, and
then lathered up again. "Let's see... this was a "test" wasn't it
Paul?" she  said  as she kicked my feet apart, one at a time. At the
thought, I was  already  getting  an  erection.  "And... if you failed,
you'd get a really  long,  cold,  rinse,  right?  Isn't  that  the way
it went?" she continued.  Oh,  geez...  that  was the agreement. She
was to thoroughly wash  Johns'  crotch  and he was not to climax. At
all. John managed it, but in reality, I didn't believe there was a way
in hell I could undergo that  type  of  treatment  from  Corey,  from  
any woman for that matter without  climaxing.  She  pulled open the
shower curtain a small amount, revealing a small clock on the sink.

"Let's  see...  5  minutes,  right?"  she  hissed,  as though she knew I
wouldn't hold out. Both hands filled with lather, she reached around
and took my now half-erect cock in one hand and brought the other
between my ass  cheeks.  She  started  massaging my cock firmly with
the lather and shoving the fingers of her other hand down across my
asshole and into my crotch.  My  cock  rose  in an instant as she
pumped slowly on my prick. Slowly,  methodically  she  probed  and
pumped. I knew I wasn't going to make it. Her lips came close to my
ear. "John may have," she said softly as she pumped and played with my
ass. "But I don't think," she hesitated and  stuck  her  tongue  into  
my ear. "You're going to MAKE it!" As she emphasized  the work MAKE,
she rammed a finger deep into my asshole. She pumped my cock harder and
faster.

It was only 3 minutes and it was as good as over. My knees buckled and I
caught  my breath, clenched my teeth, trying to hold it back, but it
was senseless.  She  won,  as she knew she was going to. I exploded
into the shower  wall  as  she kept her finger in my ass and kept
milking my cock until  I  couldn't spend any more. "Aw, too bad... not
as good as "John" at  this,  are  you?" she said. I was almost hanging
by the handcuffs as she rinsed my cock and ass. She pulled the shower
curtain back enough to step  out.  "Pardon me while I dry off. Oh
yes... the deal." She reached back  into  the shower and snapped the
faucet all the way to the left. I was instantly accosted by an onrush
of ice-cold water.

From  my  position,  the  most I could do was pull my face back, but the
cold  water  still  cascaded  over my chest, shoulders and down my
whole body.  No  matter  where  I  moved I was still pummeled with cold
water. After  having  climaxed  and  been  scrubbed until I was pink,
the water seemed  even  much  more cold. I turned to look out of the
shower to see Corey  seated on the closed toilet applying shaving cream
to the already small  hairs  on her pussy. As she picked up her razor,
she looked in at me.  Probably  expecting  I wouldn't hear her through
the running water, she  mouthed,  "You're  next", pointing at me. That
wasn't in the story, either.

I  was  starting to shiver now as I changed positions, trying to get the
water  to change direction on me. I glanced out at Corey every couple
of minutes hoping she would uncuff me, but she was taking her time,
shaving her  pussy  clean.  Finally, she wiped herself clean and stood
up. Now I was  quivering  in the shower. "Are we cooled off yet"? She
asked coyly. She  reached  in  and turned off the shower. "Oh... I'll
be right back." She  said as she stooped to pick up my clothes. It was
quiet now, except for  the  water  dripping  off  me. Even the warmth
of the bathroom felt better now.

Corey came back into the bathroom wearing a red silk robe. She had a key
and  started  unlocking  the cuffs. "Your clothes are in the washer
now, but  that's  ok,  you  won't be needing them for the rest of the
night." Another line from the story. I remembered that John had
complained about walking  around naked and for his complaint his
mistress made him wear a pair of her panties around the house. I wasn't
saying a word. I was sore and shivering as I stepped from the shower.
She handed me a towel. "When you're  done  drying  off,  meet  me in
the living room" she said as she turned away. Then she stopped. "Oh,
and leave the towel here, Paul."

I  dried  off  quickly  as I could. The heater kicked on and I aimed the
vent up at me to warm up. I sat for about 5 minutes under the warm
heat. It was apparently taking too long. "Paul?" I heard from the
living room. I  hung  the towel on the rod and slowly made my way to
the living room. My pecker looked like it was half an inch long...

"Come  here..."  Corey  said  as  I walked into the room. She was on the
couch in her red nylons, garter, panties and bra once more, with the
red silk robe on over it. The shades were drawn and the room was only
lit by one lamp next to her. There was a pan of water by the coffee
table. This wasn't  in  the  story.  "Sit  down on the edge of the
coffee table" she said.  I  sat  down. "Lean back on your hands." I
did. "Spread your legs wide".  I  obeyed. She picked up a pair of
scissors and leaned over from the couch. She began trimming the hair
from my crotch.

"Please  don't  do this, Miss Corey" I asked softly. She just smiled and
kept  trimming. "What, might look bad to the guys at the club?" She
knew I  was  the  member  of  the health club near work. I didn't
answer. She finished trimming and took a washrag out of the pan of
water. She placed the  pan  on  the  floor  at  the  edge  of the
coffee table and started squeezing  the  water from the washrag onto my
crotch so that it ran off the  edge of the table into the water. Then
she reached into the cushion and  pulled  out a can of shaving cream.
She applied it to my crotch. It was cooling. Then she reached for the
razor.

"I  also  like  my  men  hairless  here, like me. Now... if you sit real
still,  you'll  be okay through this. If not, well, I hate to think
what could  get  cut  off,"  she  said  smiling. She began to shave me.
I sat still.  REAL still. When she was done, she rinsed me off. And
told me to stand up. My whole crotch was bald.

As  she  dried  me  off,  she asked, "Have you ever REALLY eaten a pussy
Paul?"  I  gave  her a matter-of-fact look and looked away. "You
haven't answered  my question." "Yes, Miss Corey" I replied. "Did you
enjoy it?" she  asked.  I hesitated. "Sometimes" I answered.
"Sometimes? Right. How many  times have you made a woman come with your
tongue Paul? Don't lie. You know by now I can tell if you lie." I
closed my eyes and took a deep breath.  Somehow,  I  knew  she was
right. She'd know. I opened my eyes. "Twice" I admitted. "So
"sometimes" you enjoyed it? Does that mean once? Or both times? Or
neither?" I couldn't answer.

"You know, I've found that most guys who want to be dominated are afraid
of  pussy, Paul... is that you? Are you afraid of a woman because of
her pussy,  Paul?"  I  was  sitting there naked in front of a tall
beautiful woman  and  my  secrets  were  being  pulled  out  of me as
if a cop was grilling  me.  She was determined to have me bare
everything, inside and out.  "I  don't know," I muttered. "You don't
know? Paul, Paul, Paul..." she  said  as she stood up and walked around
behind me to the other side of  the  coffee table. "You're a grown man!
Don't answer like a cornered child! You are, or you aren't. Are you
afraid of a woman's pussy? Answer me!"  Now I was confused. I knew I
wasn't AFRAID of a woman's pussy, but I  didn't  know  what  I WAS
afraid of. "I don't think so, Miss Corey" I said. "Another childish
answer." She said.

Corey  leaned  on  the  table behind me and gently licked the base of my
neck  by  my  shoulder.  "Or  are  you  just afraid of women, Paul?"
she whispered hotly in my ear. One of my hands slid off the coffee
table. On one side of the living room wall were mirrors. I heard her
step away and looked  over into the mirrors to see what she was doing.
She picked up a small  footrest  by  an  easy  chair and set it next to
the coffee table behind  me.  It was even with the height of the coffee
table. She saw me looking and looked over at me in the mirror and
smiled.

"Lay  down,  Paul."  I  laid back on the coffee table. "Now, move up." I
slid  up  until  my  head  was resting on the footstool. She went to
the couch  and  brought two small pillows back with her. We were back
to the story  again. I knew what was going to happen, as she placed a
pillow on each  side  of  the stool. "I liked your story, Paul. And I
think it's a great  way  to  REALLY  introduce  you  to  pussy!  
Obviously, it hasn't happened,  because  it  was  just a fantasy,
right, Paul?" I took a deep breath.  "Please Miss Corey..." I begged.
"Oh, yes, Paul. Beg. I love to hear a man beg. Especially a man who's
afraid of a woman..."

Corey  reached  under  the  coffee  table and brought out two ropes with
leather  cuffs  on one end and metal and rubber clamps on the other.
She fastened  the  metal and rubber ends to the legs of the coffee
table and when  she  reached  for  my arm, I instinctively pulled it
away. "Please don't."  I begged. She stopped. She gently stroked my
hair, the suddenly grabbed  a  handful and pulled. I yelped. "Now Paul,
you said you're not into  pain.  Let's  not  find out, shall we?" I
relaxed. She attached my wrists to the ropes then adjusted them so they
were tight.

She turned around and stood over me, so I was looking right up the front
of  her. Her nylons, garter, red silk panties and large breasts,
tightly restrained  by  the red silk bra. Then she slid her hand into
her crotch beneath  her panties and started playing with herself as she
spoke. "So, our  mistress  in your story got her panties real wet
first, right? That won't  be  hard.  I'll  just  think about what I'll
be doing to you in a little while, and what you'll be doing FOR me" she
smiled.

"I  know  you  remember  what  happened  in  your  story,  right?" I was
confused.  I  was  genuinely  questioning  my  situation now. "Yes,
Miss Corey"  I mumbled. Corey pressed her silk panties into her crotch
as she continued  to  play  with herself through them. Even in the dim
light of the lamp behind her, I could see a wet spot forming on them.
She pressed even  harder,  and  I  could hear her moistness beneath her
fingers. She took a deep breath.

"Oh, yes, Paul!" she gasped and bit her lower lip. "You're going to LOVE
pussy  by  the time we're done here." Her fingers were moving around
her clit  and it was almost visible now as the sounds of her moisture
became more  prevalent.  My  cock starting responding to what I was
seeing. She gasped once again and stopped. "It's time, Paul," she said,
panting. She brought  her  legs  together  close  to  my  head and
started taking her panties  off. Then she sat down on my stomach,
knocking some of the wind out  of  me. She stared at me, folding her
panties so the wet crotch was forward.  "Please..."  I  mumbled,  but
she put her thumb on my chin and opened my mouth. She stuffed the wet
crotch of her panties in and closed my mouth on them. I could taste
her. It was sweet, and yet tart.

"I  like  this part next, Paul. Are you ready?" I took a deep breath and
closed  my  eyes. I knew what was next. When she moved, I opened my
eyes again,  just  in time to see her fingers had her lips spread wide
as she pushed  her shaven pussy down onto my face and nose. She was
hot, wet... very  wet,  and at the moment, suffocating. She moved her
hips around in circles  as she let her weight down slowly on my face.
Only the width of the  footstool  kept  her  from blocking my view
upward. She looked down past  her  breasts at me, smiling, squirming,
and then biting her lip as she moved slowly forward and back against my
nose. I, on the other hand, could  not  breathe  and was starting to
panic. Like the story, but this was too real.

I  twisted  my  head,  trying  to  escape her thighs, then moaned loudly
against  her,  panicking,  struggling  uselessly  against the ropes.
She lifted  herself, panting. "Is it just like your story, Paul? Do you
feel like  John?"  I  sensed this was not to be a long reprieve and
grabbed a deep  breath  before she planted her pussy over my nose
again, this time leaning  forward  as  she  moved back and forth
against my nose. She was using it to get off, just like in my story.

"I love this, Paul. Don't you? I love my pussy on your face! You know, I
think  I'll  cum  on your face a few times before make you eat my
pussy. What  do think... 3 times each before you get a break? I mean,
I'll come on  your face 3 times, then I'll teach you to eat my pussy
until I cum 3 more  times.  Yeah,  that  sounds good! How come you're
not answering me Paul?"  She  looked  down  at me, smiling, her breasts
bouncing from her movement.  "Oh,  that's  right!  You're  not  
breathing! And besides, my panties  are  in your mouth!" She laughed,
panting. I could tell she was getting close to cumming. I grunted again
to beg for air, but she didn't stop  until  I  once  again  started
twisting and moaning loudly, on the verge of passing out. She got up.

"Ooop! What's wrong, Paul? Don't want you passing out on me! You have to
go through this awake!" I struggled for breaths of air, and on my
second breath,  she  pushed her wet, dripping pussy back onto my face
and nose. She  proceeded  to buck against my face again, wilder this
time. She was going  to cum. Her pussy was hot and sopping wet against
my face, as she started  moaning  and  bucking.  She  grabbed my hair
and forced my face harder  into  her pussy as she came. It was
trickling up my nostrils and down  my  throat. I couldn't choke,
because I couldn't breathe. I pulled harder  against  the  ropes.  Her
cum soaked her panties that were in my mouth  and  now  I  had  the  
stronger, bittersweet taste in my nose and mouth.  She  was  panting
and bucking against my face like a wild animal now.  I was running out
of breath again. She stopped and moved back onto my chest.

When  I  tried  to breathe in air, I inhaled her cum. That wasn't in the
story  either.  I  choked  and  tried  breathing what I could around
and through  her  panties  in  my mouth, which were now soaking wet
with her cum.  My  face  was  wet  and cold, and I felt her cum
dripping down the sides of my face as well. Eventually, my nose and
throat were clear, and she  was  still  sitting  on my chest,
preventing any deep breaths on my part.

"Well,  Paul!  That  was  nice!",  she  said panting, still playing with
herself.  "Aren't  pussies fun? Oh, sorry, you can't talk yet. I'll
tell you what, when I cum two more times, we'll talk a little then
before you start  learning  to  eat pussy." She watched as I breathed
normally. She continued  to  play  with  herself. After a few minutes,
she was panting again.  She  said  "Uh-Oh,  Paul,  I'm getting hot
again. Are you ready? Well,  if  you're  not,  too  bad!" And she
jumped forward, planting her still hot pussy back on my face. I grabbed
as much air as I could before she started again.

Immediately, she started with circular motions, pushing my nose and face
deep  into her hot, wet pussy. It was different this time, even if for
a moment.  I  felt  myself getting hard again. Maybe because I had time
to take  a  breath; maybe because to have a woman's pussy on my face
really was  a turn on. But it didn't take long before survival began to
kick in once  more.  I  tried  to  turn  my head, I moaned and she kept
going. I moaned  again  and again. I was getting light-headed, scared.
She jumped off.  "Oh,  Yes,  Paul! Almost there! Breathe little boy!
That's all you get!"

I  had  managed  to  grab  a  couple of short breaths before she started
riding  my face again. Her lips were swollen now, and her clit passed
on either  side  of  my  nose  as she went wild, more so this time than
the last.  She  bucked against my face and let her weight down, so I
thought my head would be crushed. She was so far down on my face, my
nose was so far  inside her that her lower belly was touching my
eyebrows. Just as I was  about  to  panic  again,  she  began to cum.
Again, running down my nostrils  and  into  my  mouth,  around the
panties. This time there was hardly  any  room  for  the cum to escape
down the sides of my face. She hopped  of  once  again,  this  time,
turning to sit on the coffee table beside me, huffing and puffing.

"Oh,  GOD,  Paul,  YES! We have to do that one more time!" I choked once
more on the cum in my nostrils and turned my head to the side, trying
to get  them  to  drain out, swallowing what I had to. When they
cleared, I looked  over  at  her.  She  gently  pushed  her fingers
into her pussy, flinching,  more slowly this time. She took them out
and put two fingers into  her  mouth  licking them off, watching me the
whole time, panting, catching  her  own  breath. She bit her lip, as
she began to rub herself more intensely again.

I  was  having  mixed  emotions  now.  At  times  I was turned on beyond
explanation,  other  times,  I  was truly afraid. Then there times I
was both.  I  felt  like crying. I wanted it to stop, but I didn't. I
pulled helplessly  at  the  ropes  as  I  saw her fingers working
faster in her pussy.  Could I take another session of this? Much less
four more? I was weak now. I could hardly pull on the ropes any more.
"Yes! Yes!" I heard her  again  as  she started to move. There was no
choice. I was going to take it again.

She  jumped back onto my face and began the same motions as the last two
times.  Panting  heavier  now, looking down at me as she did. "Last
time this  way,  Paul!  Next  time,  you're  going  to  make me cum
with your tongue!"  She  panted. She began riding my face again,
forward and back, her  clit  rubbing against my nose harder and harder.
Side to side, then again  in  a circular motion. This time, just as I
started to worry, she let  me  breathe.  I found out why. "Breathe,
little boy!" she said. I'm about  to  come  again and I'm not giving
you another one until I do!" I took  breaths  while  she  was panting
out the order. I got one deep one before she took over again.

I  knew  she  wasn't  far off; she was quivering as she drove down on my
face  and  continued  circular motions this time, around and around,
but still not enough for me to get air. But she wasn't coming fast
enough. I started  to  struggle again and began moaning. She looked
down at me and smiled.  "Uh-Uh...  not  yet..."  she  said  panting.  
She kept going... watching  me  as  I  stared up at her, trying to
plead with my eyes. She looked  up  finally,  moaning loudly, but kept
going. I got light-headed again and everything went black, just for a
second.

I hadn't quite passed out, and I came to my senses choking cum out of my
nose and throat once more, but I couldn't see anything yet. My eyes
were blurry as I struggled for consciousness. I felt the panties
removed from my  mouth  and  grabbed  all  the  air I could. As I
grabbed air, I came around  again, my vision started clearing. After a
few seconds, I lifted my head and looked around. Corey was back on the
couch, twirling her wet panties on her finger, panting and smiling.

"Love  your  face, Paul! Is that how you felt when you wrote about it in
your story? Or was it a little different?" I squirmed against the
ropes. It  was  different... quite a bit different. "Please..." I
gasped, still recovering. "Please what? What do you want?" she said
slyly. "Please let me  go..."  She  stood up and giggled. "Let you go?
Let you go? Paul, we haven't  even  reached  page  6!  She opened a
drawer on the stand table where  the  lamp  was  sitting  and took out
a small stack of paper. Oh, God... it was my story.

"Not  to mention, before we can cover the rest, you have to learn to eat
pussy...  the  right way... remember? You know... you picked the
perfect night  for  this.  I'm off tomorrow and you're off tomorrow! We
can take all  night!"  She started leafing through the pages of the
story. "Whew! And  this COULD take all night, especially if you have to
learn to do it right,  first.  And  page  15...  I can't wait..." I
thought back to the story. She couldn't... could she? She glanced at my
shriveled cock. "You know, I LOVED cumming on your face. I'm going to
love doing it more. But you  know  what  else  sounds  like  fun?"  The
things in the story were zooming through my head. It was easy in my
imagination, but this was too hard. I wondered if someone could really
stand everything I had written. "No, Miss Corey" I replied. "This." She
said.

She  moved  down  the  couch and reached under the coffee table again to
pull out two more ropes. She proceeded to tie my feet to the ends of
the coffee  table.  I knew what was coming as she positioned herself
between my  spread legs. It was great in the story, but I didn't know
if I could really  take  it.  If  she  was  going  by  the  book, this
was only the beginning  of  a  very  long pleasure/pain process.
Writing the story, I could stop and masturbate to relieve myself. But
in the story... "I love to  make  a  man  hard..."  my  thoughts  were
interrupted. "But I never refused to let a man cum... well, for so long
that is." I closed my eyes as I felt her tongue brush gently against my
naked balls and up my cock. The  sensation  was nothing like I ever
felt before. My groin begged for more immediately.

But  I was aware that if she knew what she was doing, it would not last.
It  wouldn't  last  until  I came, anyway. She would stop. In the
story, John  wasn't  allowed  to  come  for  a  long time, but he was
teased to aching.  He  begged  to  be released and she wouldn't let
him. This went through  my  mind  as  she  starting licking all over my
balls and cock. Teasing  the sensitive area, licking mercilessly at the
head, then down, slowly.  The  sensations  of  her tongue on my bald
skin were driving me crazy.  I  was  hard  in moments, but she kept
moving slowly, to keep me from  cumming.  After  what seemed an
eternity of sensation, she finally put  my  cock  in  her  mouth  and  
starting riding it, slowly at first, teasing,  then  faster.  I felt it
starting. For a fleeting moment I was sure she was going to make me
cum. Then I felt it throb. So did she. She stopped  and  squeezed  the  
base  of my cock as it throbbed against her fingers.

"Gaaaaaaa!"  I  moaned  as  the throbbing slowed down and the climax was
stopped.  "Oh,  PLEASE",  I begged. But she giggled. "That's not the
way the  story  goes,  Paul,  you know that!" She let go, and my cock
bobbed around  momentarily before it began getting soft again. She sat
down and picked up the story once more flipping through the pages. She
smiled and put down the story.

"Well,  since  you've  only  eaten  pussy a couple of times, I think you
should  have a couple lessons first, before we continue. Don't you?"
She stood up and headed around the coffee table for the footstool once
more. I  whimpered.  I couldn't believe the sound came from me. She
stood over me,  poised  to  start  the lessons. "Poor little Paul..."
she said. "He gets  his  fantasy come true, and he's questioning his
ability to handle it,  aren't  you,  Paul?"  I looked up past her
nylon-clad legs. She was unhooking her bra as she talked and she tossed
the bra away.

"You're  not answering me Paul." "Yes." I said weakly. "Say it Paul, say
that  you're  not  sure if you can handle it. Say it." "Yes, Miss
Corey, I'm  not  sure  if I can handle it." I whimpered. She smiled
down at me. "But  you  will, Paul, you will. Believe me. You'll have
your fantasy if it  takes  all  night."  Then she licked her fingers
and put them in her pussy.  The  lessons  were  about  to start, and
there was nothing I was going to do about it.

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The Party: Formal Ending

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We’re standing in the living room area, holding glasses of wine and making light conversation with the people around us.

I’ve dressed as you desired tonight: a black, low cut, thigh high and form fitting silk dress. You want the others to admire me as you hook your arm around my waist.

Discreetly, you pull up the back of my dress to see if all the other men staring at me is making me wet. The you stop.

“Young lady, where are your panties?!” you hiss at me angrily. “I bought those especially for tonight.”

“I, um, I forgot to put them on, Sir”, I answer quietly.

“Nice try… I’m not buying that one! I laid your outfit

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for tonight FOR you! I KNOW the panties were there!” You roughly grab my hand and we weave through the people to find the Host.

Standing before him, you say to me, “Now, tell him what a naughty girl you’ve been, Krissy. I don’t think that he will appreciate your unladylike behaviour!”

I gulp because you’ve spoken rather loudly and people around us are starting to stare. “I’m sorry, Sir. I had the indecency to come to your party without any panties on under my dress. It would have been very rude of me if someone had gotten a peek at my private parts.”

The Host looks at you and then says, “Very well. I cannot allow such a dirty girl to remain unpunished while under my roof! Please take her to the back room and deal with her insolence.”

You nod in agreement and then smack my ass through my dress right there. By now, everyone seems to be watching and the heat is rising in my face, as well as my ass. “Get a move on, Missy. You’re lucky that he didn’t ask us to leave! Now march!”

Giving me a slight push, I begin the way towards the hallway a few feet away. All eyes are on me and I wish the ground would just swallow me up! I don’t know what’s worse: Everyone at the party knowing I’m going to get a spanking, or staying at the party after I’ve had the punishment!

Once in the back room, I expect you to close the door to give us privacy, but instead you leave it wide open.

“You wanted everyone to have a chance to look at your little cunt, Little One. So I’m going to let everyone hear you getting your spanking instead.”

Inside the room is a love seat and a table tennis table set up. I stand there, nervously twisting the hem of my dress, waiting for your instructions as your eyes scan the room.

“I want you on the couch on your knees, your elbows resting on the back.” You’ve finally decided what I deserve and I get into position.
Tell me you’re sorry that you’ve such a little slut.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Sir! I’ll never do it again!” I whimper as I hear you undoing your belt. I gulp. I NEVER take the strap well…

“No…. No, baby girl. You WON’T ever do this again. But I need to be sure that you’ve learned your lesson,” you tell me as you stand near me, sitting on the arm of the couch.

I brace myself for the sting of the leather, but all I feel is your hand on my bare ass. I almost sigh in relief as 10 quick slaps are delivered to my cheeks. Then you stop.

*CRACK*

I cry out as the belt lashes across my warm butt. I should have known better than to think it would be that easy!

“Yes, little girl. Cry out so that everyone in the other room can hear a naughty girl getting what’s due! I’m sure they’re enjoying it, whispering amongst themselves what a dirty girl you are…”

After another 9 lashes with the belt, you stop once more.

‘Maybe it’s over,’ I foolishly think to myself. But I’ve been in this position too many times to believe that.

I feel you smacking my legs just below my ass with your hand, below where the hem of my dress will fall. ‘Oh no,’ I think to myself. I know what you’re going to do next…

When the top back of my legs is a nice pink colour, you snap the belt across that tender area as well.

I’m sobbing now, apologizing to you about what a brat I am.

After my legs are same colour as my ass, you stop once more.

“Come with me, young lady,” you say as you pull me by the arm off the couch and back to where the party is.

Everyone is looking at my tear-streaked face and my crimson ass and legs. You see the Host and drag me over there.

“Bend over, young lady,” you instruct, twirling me around so that my butt is facing the Host. You pull up my dress until it’s about mid-back and say, “Do you think she has learned her lesson yet?”

“Hhmm…..”

I’m trying to cover my pussy, but you smack my hands away. “This was what you wanted, Missy. Now everyone will get to see you bare!”

“Her bottom looks thoroughly punished to me. However, I think it would be very beneficial to her bratty attitude if she stood in the Corner for the next little while. Then she would have time to think about her sore bottom,” the Host finally says.

“That’s sounds like a fine idea to me! Go put your nose in that Corner by the drink table and I DON’T want to see those hands rubbing the sting out. Keep that dress pulled up too.”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you for punishing me, Sir,” I say before I head towards the Corner, holding my dress up…

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This is pretty good I am enjoying this little relationship we have going.  With the dog fantasy I do want to be naked and on all fours with just a leash and collar on.  I want to be treated just like a dog and nothing more.  I am not allowed on the furniture unless I have given permission from my master.  When I get thirsty I want to drink from a dog dish.  I love being used.  So my idea behind this was that I came into your place before you got off work and I made myself at home we have yet to play the dog fantasy so you are not expecting anything when you get home.  As I wait for you I am watching porn on the couch completely naked just playing with my pussy wishing I had your cock to play with.  As I am laying there moaning your dog has his head laying on the side of the couch kind of looking at me funny with his ears cocked back.  And I tell him you will be home shortly and pet his head with my hand he sniffs at my fingers and licks them and I pull away thinking I can not allow him to taste my pussy he is after all a dog.  But he still looks at me and seemed to really enjoy the taste of my sweet pussy juices so I play with myself some more and plunge my fingers deeply into myself making me moan.   As I pull out and start to put my hand towards the dog he almost jumps on the couch to get to my fingers.  As he is licking them clean I start to wonder how wonderful his tongue would feel against my pussy.  I wonder if I can get off from your dogs tongue.  I worry a little that you may come home in the middle of it and that would be the end of us.  But I don’t care at the point.

 

 I sit up on the couch and ask him if he likes the taste and he cocks his head and wags his tall I can see that his dick is starting to get hard as well.  So I make him sit because I want to get comfortable on the couch as he sits and waits I have to remind him a couple times to stay I think he actually craves my pussy juices now.  I sit with my ass close to the edge of the couch and legs spread far apart still playing with my pussy as I let him watch me.  I finally slap my pussy and tell him come on boy come get me and he lunges at me and starts to lick me as if my pussy is covered in peanut butter.  I can not believe the feeling of his soft big soaking tongue and it making me hornier then I already was.  I grab his ears and pull him further in telling him he is a really good dog and he really seems to enjoy every last drop of my pussy.  As I am enjoying him going to town on me I start to finger my ass and I come so close to coming a few times and start to wonder if he would fuck me if that was possible to do… 

 

I push him off and tell him to sit again which being a good dog he does as I the master tell him to do.  I can see his red dick is all the way out and it actually is looking pretty damn good.  I role him to his side and start to feel it.  I have never felt a dog’s dick before but it was pretty hard and was turning me on knowing how bad what I was doing was.  I want to see how he reacts to me sucking it but the thought of doing that kind of freaks me out at the same time I so badly want to try it.  I get on the floor rub his tummy a bit and he starts to get up I tell him no to stay and he lays down again.  I rub his dick with my fingers and touch it with just the tip of my tongue.  It taste kind of weird but I still want to see what he will do.  He kind of jumps a little when I slide my tongue against his dick.  I love the reaction kind of like a 13 year old boy getting his first blow job.  As I am licking and sucking his dick I hear the door open.  I most have forgot to lock it behind me.  And you walk in you kind of our in shock to see the sight of your gf sucking your dogs dick.  You ask me what the fuck I am doing and I tell you I was sorry that I just wanted to try and that I was just sitting watching porn and he licked my fingers and trying to explain myself you tell me it is ok you guess and you ask me if I was enjoying it.  I said yes a little that honestly I wanted to see if I could get him to fuck me but you came home.  And you tell me that you want to know if he will to.  The dog now coward in the kitchen from you yelling at me looking at you wondering if you are going to beat him or not.  You call him to us and say were you enjoying my gf while I was gone.  The dogs looks at you wags his tail and you tell me to get in position.  I get in all four and I am dripping wet from the excitement.  I can feel my juices moving down my inner thigh.  You lead the dog behind me and he starts to lick all over my pussy and thigh trying to get ever drop of me.  You try to him to get on me but he is really now understanding what we want.  So we give up on it for a few.  You stand in front of me and tell me that I am in trouble.  And I look at you with this grin and you go to the garage for a minute.  I am not sure if you are actually mad at me or not.  You return a moment later with a leash and collar.  You come over to me and tell me if I want to fuck your dog that I am going to have to be your bitch….  I am so turned on at this point I want to be your bitch I want you to punish me for what I have done.  You put the collar on me loosely and I say no tighter I want it hard to breath.  After you tighten it you ask if it is ok and I say nothing I just wag my ass as if to tell you I am good.  You unzip your pants and take them off then you take you boxers off and you tell me that I need to suck your dick you put it up to my mouth and I turn my head.  You grab my hair with one hand and you open my mouth with the other and shove your cock in my mouth.  You are already hard and you push it all the way back into my throat telling me I have been a bad bitch.  I gag a little and you love to hear that. As you are fucking my mouth I feel the dog start to sniff my pussy and ass and he licks it a couple times and I can feel him trying to climb on me.  I look up at you and you say it looks like he wants to join us now.  You walk around to my ass and help the dog mount me.  You have to guide his dick into my pussy and when it is in I moan just a little.  You come back around  to me so that you can finish fucking my mouth…  I am so enjoying every bit of this.  It feels kind of weird to have a dog fucking me but man is he enjoying it I always wanted to be fucked doggie style and properly.  He is really going to town to and I am sucking your dick.  I look up at you and you are just watching the dog fuck me and enjoying me sucking your dick.  After a few minutes the dog get off me and you ask if he is done.  He most be I wonder if he came in me I could not tell and you wonder to.  You get behind me and push your fingers into me and tell him that he is a good stud.  I know then my pussy is been filled with your dogs cum.  I wonder what is next and I start to feel this tongue against my pussy and at first I think it is the dog but I realize it is you.  Oh my god you are licking dog cum out of my pussy as much as this should sicken me I just turns me on more.  You come back around and start to open my mouth I think that it is time to suck your dick again but not this time you spit the dog cum in my mouth and tell me to swallow it all.  I do as I am told and I do it while I wag my tail.  You then go behind me and pure lube down my ass and shove your dick far and deep into my ass I hear you moaning I know you are not going to last long. The dog sees what you are doing and begins to lick you ass and balls which you love and you start to cum filling my ass completely and while you are cuming I start to as well.  I just can not hold it in anymore I love it.  I am moaning and you are finishing and you pull out. I start to get up and you tell me no go lay down that I have been a bad bitch…  I go lay in the corner and you sit on the couch and start to watch porn… 

 

Hope we get the chance to play someday. ;)

Birthday Bo

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BIRTHDAY BOY

Carmenica Diaz

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Ross,
Happy birthday to you...
Birthday Boy
!

01 of 12: Just another Saturday night .


Ross hung his head, his heart was pounding and an overwhelming sick feeling threatened to swamp his stomach. Naked, gagged and huddled on the floor in the corner of his own bedroom with his hands handcuffed behind his back, Ross couldn't believe this was happening! He couldn't believe that his wife, Debra was doing this diabolical thing to him!

The lights were on in th

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e bedroom but he kept his head turned away from the floor to ceiling wardrobe mirrors to avoid seeing his pitiful appearance. The image was a reminder of his situation and his mind replayed the evening's events in an effort to stop thinking about the humiliating experience that was still to come.

It was, he had thought, just another Saturday night.

Although the evening had begun like many other Saturday nights with Debra playfully tying a naked Ross onto their bed, it had soon escalated out of control, out of Ross's control anyway.

Normally, once he was willingly tied to the bed, Debra would sit, fully clothed beside him and gently caress his cock into a rigid erection. This was the pattern of many previous Saturday nights after Ross had begged and pleaded with Debra to be a little dominant in an attempt to inject spice into their dull sex life.

It appeared that tying Ross up and teasing him was as dominant as Debra could get or so Ross thought.


At first Debra did it reluctantly.

'He wants me to do some very weird stuff to him,' Debra had told Lara, her best friend.

'What sort of stuff?' Lara had immediately asked, intrigued.

'Tie him up, spank him or tease him, stupid stuff like that.'

'Do you want to?'

Debra had frowned at her friend. 'Get real! What do I get out of it? Nothing! Once he's come he completely loses any interest in sex and I'm left high and dry.'

'Dry?' Lara had grinned, raising an eyebrow and Debra had smiled wryly.

'Well, not completely. I just have to understand what I can get out of this. It's all terribly one way at the moment.'

'Men!' Lara had murmured, rolling her eyes, 'what's wrong with romantic seduction and making love?'

'Exactly,' Debra had agreed, 'but he seems to prefer to be tied on the bed and teased until he begs to come. It's rather pathetic, actually. I much rather have roses and a sexy kiss.'

'You used to be rather good at teasing,' Lara had smiled slyly, 'I remember a certain young man...'

'Oh yes,' Debra had cut her off with a hard smile, 'teasing I can do!'


Debra was ruthless in her teasing and, at first that's all it was and Ross enjoyed the helplessness and the denial so much that it became a regular game.
 
It was just a game , Ross remembered sadly, just a bloody game !

Then, Debra began talking as she stroked him.

It became rather embarrassing as Debra began to question Ross about his secret fantasies and hidden desires. He soon confessed his dark secrets while she teased him relentlessly with her skilful fingers, bringing him to the edge but never letting him come until blushingly and desperately, he revealed, one by one, all his furtive dreams.
 
Debra had discovered that men are rather obsessive about ejaculation and will do anything to deposit their seed. Over the past months, the fantasies had become wilder and wilder as his beautiful wife smiled, nodded and continued teasing, prodding Ross to confess.
 
Ross had admitted to some deeply humiliating fantasies, just to achieve relief, to ejaculate at last and never at any moment dreamed those dark fantasies would return to haunt him.
Debra had approached the game with innocence and Ross, even though he was the one restrained, always believed that, ultimately, he was in control. Now, there was no doubt in Ross's mind that his wife was a cunning woman.


Now, this Saturday night had begun a little differently. As usual and suggested by Ross, she tied him down on the bed in a spreadeagled position but then surprisingly, gagged him with a ball gag. She had never done that before and Ross didn't even know they had a gag!

Ross looked helplessly up at his wife as she buckled the gag tightly around his head, smiling down at him. His cock was already hard, waiting for her to sit down, to begin to tease and he felt a little relieved that she wasn't going to question him.
 
But Debra didn't sit down and begin the Saturday night teasing ritual.

Instead, she smilingly said those words that struck a deep terror into Ross's very heart, words that rocked the very core of his being!

'It's your birthday tomorrow, darling and I have a wonderful birthday gift for you. You recall that fantasy of yours with the chastity belt?'

Ross's eyes widened, he gurgled desperately behind his gag and Debra's smile became a broad grin.

'I'm sure you remember. The fantasy where you're allowed one last orgasm in rather humiliating circumstances and then locked into a chastity belt for twelve months?  You must remember, darling.'

Of course Ross bloody remembered it ! It was the most humiliating and submissive fantasy he had dreamed up and had only confessed after Debra had meticulously brought him to the edge of orgasm over and over again.

'I was a little surprised by the idea of it,' Debra continued, 'a little shocked really, but you have been after me to be a little more broadminded so I just accepted it. It does seem a teeny little bit extreme, though, twelve months without an orgasm, the key locked away and no possibility of release?'

Extreme? Ross valiantly tried to make noises but couldn't and at that point, he really began to worry. Of course it's bloody extreme, it's just a fantasy, it's not real!

 Debra smiled and waited for his desperate movements to subside before continuing. 'At the time you appeared rather keen on it, in fact you came back to that fantasy for several Saturdays so as a good wife I'm going to give you what you've wanted.'

No! Ross screamed into the gag, drool dribbling down his face, no, you're crazy, don't!

'It took me a while to build up the courage to order one of the chastity thingies but I think it'll be a perfect fit.'
 
Again, Ross protested futilely into the gag and Debra gently kissed his forehead. 'No need to thank me, darling, it's my pleasure as I love giving you what you want.' Debra gave him an enigmatic smile before moving to the bathroom.

When she returned, a shocked and still protesting Ross, watched as his wife calmly removed his pubic hair with the electric shaver and then shaved him with a pink razor until he was as clean as the day he was born, his hard cock throbbing in the air.
 
'You were very specific that the last orgasm was to be very humiliating and said that having bald testicles in front of people would be terrible. So, once again, I'm just doing what you want. I don't understand it really, I think your little balls look better without hair, nice and smooth and rather cute.'
 
Raising the electric shaver and clicking it on, Debra smiled coldly. 'This is also an opportunity to remove that ridiculous moustache you insist on trying to grow. Hold still.' Ross screamed a meaningless protest that she ignored. 'The gag pushes your lip up wonderfully so it will be gone in a jiffy.'
 
Gripping his hair firmly with one hand to keep his head still, the shaver whirred and Ross felt his precious moustache vanish. 'Much better,' Debra said with satisfaction, surveying her work. 'With your bald groin and no facial hair, you'll be just like a little boy again. Will that be humiliating enough, darling? I hope so, I can't think of anything else.'

Debra crossed her legs and adjusted her black skirt as she smiled at him and Ross felt that life, as he knew it, was vanishing.

 Something had changed with Debra and he hadn't noticed. His wife, dressed for a simple dinner party in skirt, blouse, hose and high heels, pearls at her throat and matching earrings, was smiling calmly as she continued on her diabolical path.

After cleaning him, carefully avoiding his stiff cock, Debra snapped a cock strap around the base of it and then rolled four condoms down in quick succession.

'I think we should have one last ceremonious fuck before your twelve months,' she smiled. 'Not that it will be my last fuck for a year but this will be the last time I'll have your cock inside me. This is your fantasy not mine so I'll just have to go elsewhere. I'll just have to make do with some young men while you're enjoying your fantasy year.  So this will, of course, be your last fuck for twelve months.'

Suddenly, she blindfolded him and he heard the rustle of clothing. 'I'm not wearing panties, darling, just stay-up nylons under my skirt. I believe that was one of your earlier and tamer fantasies?'
 
In his sudden darkness, Ross felt the bed move and his wife's flesh came in contact with his. She began moving but didn't feel any enjoyable sensation! Debra was riding him, her cunt sliding up and down his deadened cock and he couldn't feel it! His last fuck for a year and he couldn't feel it!

After being pounded into the mattress for what seemed an eternity, Ross heard her groan, then cry out in an orgasmic tone or, so he guessed, and collapsed for a moment, then disengaged with a wet plop!

Debra left him alone for a while and his mind raced, his cock pulsing in its condom layers. She couldn't do it , he reasoned, she's just teasing me, it's a game, and she's playing with my mind!

Ross felt something being buckled around his neck and when the blindfold was removed, saw a wide black leather collar padlocked around his throat and a leash hanging from one of the collar rings. Where did she get this stuff? Who has she been talking to? Again, Ross tried to talk but the gag effectively reduced his pleas to incoherent gurgles.

Rattling the handcuffs against the bed-head to gain her attention, Ross shrieked and unintelligibly begged through the gag and Debra laughed softly. 'Calm down, darling, it will happen so don't fret. I know you're excited, you've wanted this for a long time and I'm pleased to give it to you for your birthday. Of course, I'll have to make some sacrifices but that's what wives do, isn't it darling? It's what I seem to do, anyway,' she muttered.

And then she brightened up, grinning almost as she peeled the condoms from his red and straining cock. 'I hope you can last until your appearance in front of my friends,' Debra said with mock concern as she undid the cock strap. 'It would be terrible if you came here without enjoying your humiliation and my friends are so looking forward to your performance.'
 
Debra smiled brightly at him. 'Now, I have to get your hands cuffed behind your back and I'm sure you're going to co-operate because you do want this fantasy, I can tell by your hard cock. I can tell this is a wish come true for you, isn't it, darling?'

No way , Ross screamed silently, once you undo my hands, I'm stopping this crazy scene! He rattled the handcuffs again and jerked around on the bed, screaming into the gag.

Debra looked at him thoughtfully and, Ross suspected, a little mockingly. ' Hang on a minute; you did say that you wanted to be forced so perhaps I should play along? I'll pretend to force you, all right, darling? That's what you want, isn't it?'

She rummaged in her handbag and produced a small glass vial that was held under Ross's nose. 'Luckily, Lara is a nurse.' Debra cracked the small glass vial and Ross inadvertently took a deep breath, collapsing into unconsciousness.

When Ross groggily awoke, he found, much to his horror that his wrists were handcuffed behind his back and had shackles connected by a chain on his ankles. He was also on the floor and the leash was locked to the bed. She must have rolled me onto the carpet , he thought wildly, his side tingling with carpet burns, she just rolled me off! No, she can't be doing this, the crazy bitch! She can't go through with this , he tried to calm himself, she can't !
 
Ross heard noises downstairs, the doorbell rang a few times and there were voices. Music was filtering up the stairs and he dully recognised the music from Grease , such innocent songs while his wife was about to perform a diabolical thing upon his person!

 He hung his head, his heart was pounding and he felt sick to his stomach. Ross couldn't believe this was happening, that Debra was making a cruel fantasy come true and he turned his sad face away from the mirror where the reflection mockingly showed a cock that continued to stay hard.

It was then he realised, she was really going to do it!


Debra poured champagne for Lara and then raised her own glass in an ironic toast. 'Here's to chastity.'

'Are you really going through with this?'

'Of course,' Debra smiled, 'he wanted it, begged for it and now he's getting what he wished for. It will be a relief that I won't have to play those stupid games with him. I can't remember the last time we kissed or made love properly. I can do without the sex, god knows, it's not all it's cracked up to be.'

'Won't you feel bad about it after a while,' Lara suggested, 'I mean, if I put Reggie into...'

'Reggie hasn't cheated on you,' Debra calmly reminded Lara. 'What would you do if he had?'

'I'd castrate him,' Lara said calmly, 'I am a nurse,' and they both dissolved into giggles. 'Are you really going to keep him in it for twelve months?'

'Absolutely but I may let him out on special occasions and we can watch him have a quick wank. It should be fun.'

Lara shook her head admiringly and sipped the champagne. 'I suppose he deserves it.'

Danni joined them and asked, 'deserves what?'

'Ross deserves what's in store for him,' Lara explained.

'I can't wait,' Danni said cheerily. 'Are we waiting for anyone else or can we get started?'

'Sharon,' Debra said with a knowing smile.

And the other two women grinned. 'Does she know?' Danni asked.

Debra shook her head. 'No, she doesn't and she doesn't know that I know either!'

'She's got a nerve coming here when she had it off with your husband,' Danni said hotly.

'Yes, she should realise that people talk and they were seen. But,' Debra repeated patiently, 'she doesn't know that I know.'

'She's in for a surprise,' Danni giggled.

'Here's to your next twelve months,' Lara said with a cheeky grin, rasing her glass, 'May you find some dishy young men...'

'Sweetie, I've already begun looking.'

The three women giggled just as the doorbell rang, Debra winked and said, 'Showtime,' as Olivia and John sang of Summer Love .


Sharon nervously stood at the door, listening to the music and female laughter and wondered for the umpteenth time why Debra had invited her. She can't know , Sharon reassured herself, she just couldn't .

Once again, she regretted having that stupid one night stand with Ross, a work colleague. It was such a tired cliché ! They had been on a conference, the wine began to flow and before she knew it, Ross was kissing her.

His kisses had felt rather soft and sweet but maybe that was the wine. Anyway, one thing led to another and Sharon regretted it ever since, especially since the sex had been pretty wretched. It was especially pathetic when, the next morning, he had pretended not to remember anything! That , Sharon thought, was incredibly insulting and so typical of a man! To make things worse, Ross had been seen leaving her hotel room and she had been plagued with worry since.

'Sharon,' Debra greeted her, 'how good of you to come.'

'How good of you to invite me.'

They air-kissed and Sharon followed Debra in, smiling nervously and nodding to the other women who were drinking and talking. Taking a champagne glass from Danni, Sharon watched as the other women began arranging chairs in theatre style.

'What's happening?' Sharon asked.

'Just a little performance, why don't you sit with Danni and Lara?'

Ross looked up with sad eyes as Debra entered the bedroom. 'Time to go, Ross.'

He shook his head and tried to talk, drool dripping from around the gag. Please , he wanted to beg, please don't do this to me! Please!

'It must be terribly exciting for you, now that your dreams are becoming reality,' Debra said, unlocking the leash. 'I was a little shocked when you confessed you wanted your last orgasm to be in front of my girlfriends but, it is, after all, your birthday fantasy so I've arranged it for you. It's quite a crowd.'

Ross's face was pale and he shook his head desperately, over and over again.

'Don't think they've all come to see you, though, they've all seen a man wanked before. I suppose, usually, they do the wanking and we all know that it's, frankly, not much. No, they're here for the wine and the chocolate cake. Any excuse for chocolate cake. Come on, darling, time for fun, time to get your birthday gift, birthday boy.'
 
Ross shook his head again and Debra smiled. 'Of course,' she said as if she had suddenly realised, 'you still want to pretend I'm forcing you.  It's part of the fun for you, isn't it? Debra said, jerking hard on the leash but Ross leaned back, refusing to budge, frantically digging his bare feet into the grey carpet.

'So you want me to really force you?' Debra dramatically rolled her eyes. 'You must, I suppose, your cock is still hard.'

Ross looked down and to his horror saw that he was.

'I suppose I have to pretend to be dominant again,' she said with a small sigh. 'Look what Danni got for me,' Debra grinned and showed him a small grey object shaped like a pistol with metal points at the end of the muzzle. 'It gives an electric shock.' Calmly and to Ross's horror she pressed the metal points against his flesh and squeezed the trigger.

Ross yelped into the gag and jerked around hysterically as the painful charge flowed through him. 'Now, if you really want me to make you, I could put it against that hard cock?' Debra asked sweetly, waving the gun and Ross struggled to his feet, shaking his head feverishly.

'Good boy.' Debra smiled and Ross tried one last time to make her understand that he didn't want this humiliation or the chastity belt but the bloody gag blocked the words.
 
'They're waiting,' Debra said cheerfully and Ross cringed at those words but followed her when she jerked the leash. 'Be careful going down the stairs, darling, take baby steps. I'll take this,' she said showing the stun gun, 'in case you want me to pretend to force you again. Am I being dominant enough, darling?'

His face was burning as his wife led him down and the conversation stopped abruptly when she led him in. Ross stared miserably at the floor, standing naked before the grinning women. Sharon was not grinning and sat between Danni and Lara with a horrified expression. Ross's cock had a mind of its own, would not go down and bobbed in front of him under the living room down lights.

Debra was now taller because she was wearing high-heels and he was bare-foot and, of course, stark naked. 'Didn't he have a moustache?' Danni whispered to Lara across Sharon.

'Not any more,' Lara smiled, 'he's lost a bit of hair, hasn't he?' They giggled while Sharon stared open mouthed and horrified at the scene before her.

'Ladies,' Debra said calmly as she stood next to the small card table on which the chastity tube and keys were lying, together with a pink hand towel, 'this is, as many of you would know, my husband Ross.'

Ross's face was now red-hot as giggles rippled through the watching women. 'Turn around, love,' a female voice called, 'show us your bum.' Laughter rippled around the room and Debra suppressed a smile.

'My husband likes to play bondage games, asks me to tie him up and play with him. He likes this very much,' Debra said with a sly smile pointing at Ross's hard cock, 'as you can see.'

The watching women laughed loudly at that and Lara called out, 'it's not very big, is it?'

'No,' Debra sighed mockingly, 'it's not, but size doesn't really matter, does it?'

'Of course it bloody does!' a big woman down the front called out and Sharon wished she could slide down on the seat and hide.

'Tomorrow is Ross's birthday and I'm going to grant him a special birthday gift, I'm going to give him the fantasy he wants. It's a wife's duty after all. Listen,' she said, producing a small recorder and the women leaned forward to hear.

'Are you sure, darling? ' It was Debra's voice, so calm and concerned.

'Yes,' they heard Ross gasp. Of course, they didn't know that Debra had mercilessly teased Ross's cock for half an hour before switching the hidden recorder on.

'You want me to put you in a chastity belt for a year? '

'Yes, yes,' he gasped.

'No orgasms for a year?'

'Yes, none!'

'And you want your last orgasm to be special, perhaps with my friends?'

'Yes, yes, oooh god, ' his voice moaned on the tape and all the women nodded their heads knowingly, guessing he had come.

Debra switched off the tape and smiled at the women while Ross wished the floor would open up and drag him down to hell. Unfortunately, his small cock was still hard and twitching, much to the delight of his audience.

Waving a folder with papers towards the audience, Debra said, 'I have transcripts of most of his fantasies and there is a contract he signed that gives me permission to enforce his fantasies.' She smiled coldly at Ross. He remembered signing that stupid letter! It had been a game, he recalled, a t least, at the time it was ! With a sinking heart, the fact his wife was a solicitor, hit him like a ton of bricks!

'Look up, darling,' Debra said, tilting his chin and Ross unwillingly looked up at the smiling faces in front of him. His eyes bulged when he saw Sharon seated in the second row and his heart sank as he realised that all the women in the town would soon know of his plight.

'Everyone's here to watch your last orgasm and to see the chastity belt go on. Happy birthday,' she said softly, kissing his cheek and slipping her hand around his cock. 'I hope you really enjoy this because it's your last for a year.'

Looking up at the audience as she held the pink handtowel under her husbands cock, Debra said conversationally to the group, 'he won't take long, he never does, especially when he's getting one of his fantasies.'

Her fingers were relentless and some of the audience clapped in time, giggling as they watched. Ross tried to will himself not to come but her hands were too much and with a grunt and a round of applause from the audience, he came shamefully. Debra milked him into the towel with a businesslike manner. 'There,' she said, cleaning him up, 'that was his last for a year.'

Ross tearfully watched as his wife began to apply a lubricant to slip his shrinking cock into the metal tube and wondered if he should try to protest again but knew it was too late, far too late. He clung to his last hope that this was all a terrible prank and Debra would say it was a joke, just a bit of fun for his birthday.
 
The women watched with avid interest as his cock was pushed into the tube, some grinning while Sharon stared miserably at her feet. She knows , Sharon realised, Debra knows she's letting me know she does. And Ross likes this stuff, he's submissive? Wish I'd known.
 
'Now girls,' Debra said as the chastity tube was locked, 'let's keep this a secret between ourselves; we don't want the men helping him out and destroying his fantasy, do we? And we'll have another party in twelve months time for Ross to have his next orgasm.'

There were murmurs of agreement and Ross felt more tears form in his eyes as Debra removed the key.

'There, all done. There's your fantasy, birthday boy. Now, Millie is going to take the key and put it in the vault at the bank.' Ross watched as Debra handed the key to a mousey woman who was a teller at the local bank branch. 'Now, Millie, you keep that key safe and sound for a year, won't you?'

Millie smiled coldly at Ross. 'You can count on me, Debra,' and Ross instantly regretted all the times he had snapped at Millie when he had visited the bank.

Ross, of course, had no idea that Debra had another key hidden in the back of her lingerie drawer and had plans for further humiliations for Ross over the coming year, humiliations he would be grateful to endure so he could achieve orgasm.

The women applauded as Millie waved the key in the air like a trophy and Ross stood there, his head hanging as the women milled around Debra to congratulate her. 'He's going to get awfully horny,' one woman said, glancing at the humiliated and sorrowful Ross.

'Yes,' Debra said cheerfully, 'he is, isn't he?'

'Is it healthy for him not to have release for that long?' another woman asked. 'My husband uses the old 'blue balls' thing to get me to have sex.'

'Lara has been very helpful in that regard and I think you'll find your husband has been manipulating you.' Debra said and Lara smiled. 'Lara explained to me how to milk his prostate once a month for health reasons.' Ross looked at her with a horrified expression but Debra ignored it and sailed on. 'Apparently, the discharge leaks out, he's drained but doesn't experience orgasm, he won't even feel it, and there won't be any enjoyment.'

'Can we watch?' a woman asked eagerly.

'Why not?'

'What about your sexual satisfaction...'

'Don't worry, I intend to be satisfied,' Debra said with a hard glint to her eyes. 'If Ross doesn't assist me properly,' she said, tracing Ross's lips with a red fingernail and everyone knew exactly what she meant, 'I'll simply go elsewhere. I think I have another fantasy of his on tape somewhere, the one where he wants to watch me make love with a another man.'

Danni and Lara had brought Sharon to the front of the room and she desperately tried to avoid Ross's eyes. She needn't have worried as Ross was staring pathetically at the floor, trying to control his tears, spittle dripping from around the gag.

'Sharon, I hope you won't tease him your office,' Debra said with mock concern, 'it would make life unbearable for him.'

'No,' Sharon mumbled, 'I won't.'

'Then again, perhaps you could tease him a little?' Debra said with a hard stare. 'Short skirts, a glimpse of stocking tops, even knickers? You could do that to make amends, if you get my drift?'

Sharon swallowed hard and looked wildly around the room. 'I have to go,' she said desperately and Debra, Danni and Lara laughed as they watched Sharon bolt to the door.

'I'm sure she'll come round,' Lara said with a grin, 'with a little persuasion.'

'She does have nice legs,' Debra added, 'and a nice figure so it will be painful for poor Ross.' They smiled and Debra turned to her defeated husband.

'Come on, Ross,' Debra said, leading him back up the stairs, 'I'll unlock your handcuffs so you can get dressed. We have a cake for the birthday boy to cut.' Debra fought to keep a smile off her face as she saw another tear roll down Ross's face. 'Come on birthday boy, you can thank me later in a special way for bringing your birthday fantasy true. I suspect,' she said coldly, 'you'll be thanking me quite a lot during the next twelve months.'

End Part 1 of 121 Parts of Birthday Boy by Carmenica Diaz
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Other stories by Carmenica Diaz

The Dark Stories
Toys in the Attic (F/m CB Humil)
Toys in the Cellar (F/m CB Humil)
Kryztal (M/f BDSM D/s)
Useful Humiliation (F/m CB)
Use Me (F/m)
London Telephone Conversations (F/m Humour)
Birthday Boy (F/m)
The Romantic Stories
Catherine Lawrence (TG)
The Mask (TG)
Elizabeth Grey (TG)

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Mistress Nikki

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Mistress Nikki

**This story is based on my fantasies. I would love for them to come true one day.

 

I am a rather shy and submissive guy, so placing an ad or responding to an ad in a magazine or phone meeting line is almost unheard of for me, but I decided to place an ad in a magazine and on a BDSM phone meeting line. I said that I was looking for a strict but kind Mistress, that would dominate me, teach and train me, "break me in". I added that I was relatively new to this and that I am very submissive and willing to learn. A day or two after I had placed the phone add, there was a message in my system mailbox instructing me to contact her. She said her name was Mistress Nikki and she was interested in my ad. It took me a day to finally call her back. A

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woman with the same voice answered and after I identified myself she asked me detailed questions about my body and my fantasies. These are the questions she asked and my answers. "What is your first name and are you really willing to have me "break you in" as you said?" My name is Max and yes I am willing to have you "break me in". "Ok Max, what do you look like? How tall are you? How long and thick is your cock? Are you shaved?" I have brown hair, blue eyes, a muscular athletic body, I am 6' 3", my cock is just over 8 inches long and it is pretty thick, and I am trimmed. "Very good slave, very good. Now tell me your fantasies, all of them." Ok, my fantasies are to be dominated by a woman, tied up, teased and tortured, have my cock and balls tied up, some cock and ball torture, fuck my ass with a strap-on, make me suck and lick your pussy, ass and the strap on. Bring me to the brink of orgasm and then leave me there for as long as you want. Make me eat my own cum. I am kind of bi-curious, make me suck a real cock and eat its cum. "I like what I hear slave, I will make your fantasies a reality and even more." I was really excited, my cock was rock hard as I was talking to her on the phone. She invited me to her place (which was just a couple of hours away) for dinner and to see what else would happen on the first night. I was so hard that after I hung up the phone I stroked my cock and balls till I came 3 times. I couldn’t wait.

That weekend I drove to her place. It was a nice house out in the country. She had a long driveway and you couldn’t see the house from the road. I was greeted at the door by a beautiful woman. She had on a nice shirt and mini skirt with black stockings and black high heels. She had brownish/blonde shoulder length hair. She greeted me and we went into the house and into the dinning room. She had already put everything out for dinner. We sat down to eat and talked about nothing personal during the dinner, the weather, favorite movies, places to eat. When we where done eating she cleared off the table and we moved to the living room. She then asked me if I was still up for what we had talked about on the phone? I said yes. "Good", she said. "You will address me as Mistress from now on and you will obey everything that I say. Is that clear slave?" Yes Mistress I replied. "Good, now take off your clothes." I did as she said and striped down to my boxers and as I was about to take them off she told me to leave them on. She told me to stay where I was until she returned. When she came back she had a two bags with her. She opened one and pulled out a collar and placed in around my neck. "Now you are mine, slave", She said. She then pulled my boxers down and examined my body. My cock was rock hard as she was looking over my body. She then told me to put my hands behind my back and she put leather cuffs on my wrists and attached them together. Them she put the same leather cuffs on my ankles. She then attached a leach to my collar and made me follow her to the bathroom. "We need to shave your cock and balls and your ass slave." Yes Mistress I responded. She told me to sit on the edge of the bathtub. She got the razor and shaving cream and started to shave my cock and balls. I wiggled a little when she grabbed the shaft of my cock. "Don"t move slave you wouldn’t want me to slip now would you," she said with a little laugh. In a minute or two my cock and balls were completely shaven. She told me to turn over and she shaved my ass too. She wiped off the cream and then lead me to her dungeon. It had all sorts of toys on the walls, chains, tables, beds, rope, gags, you name it she had it. She then took my hands and attached them to two chains that were hanging down and then pulled them up. Then she attached my ankles to loops on the ground so I couldn’t move. Then she put a blindfold on me and left me there. It felt like forever but when she returned she smacked my ass (with a riding crop I found out later) to let me know that she had returned. "You have a big weekend in front of you, I hope you are ready for it." She said. Yes Mistress I responded. I then felt her put a harness/restraint on my cock and balls. I could feel the blood start to swell in the head of my cock. It was rock hard. "There that will keep you nice and hard for as long as I want, and you won’t be able to cum until I let you." I moaned. With that she shoved a ball gag into my mouth. She then released my arms and she told me to get up on the table. She assisted me onto it. I was told to get on my hands and knees. I could feel a leather strap being placed around my stomach. The next thing I knew, my wrists and ankles were tied to the legs of the table, my stomach was pulled up slightly by the strap attached to a rope from the ceiling. My head was then pulled back so I looked straight ahead (if I could see). I felt totally helpless. "Now the fun begins" I heard her say. It started with random whacks with the riding crop. Then came the electro torture. The wand was used tacitly to get the greatest moan/groan out of me. The electric wand shocked my nipples, my swollen rock hard cock and balls (over and over), my ass hole, and any other places where maximum stimulation could be had. All the while the crop, followed by a whip heated up my ass, thighs and back. She finally took a break. "I will be right back slave, don’t go anywhere," she said. I wasn’t going anywhere, I was on my hands and knees tied to a table, blindfolded and gaged, a collar, and a cock and ball harness/restraint on. I heard her return but I also heard another person with her. "I have a friend here with me slave. Her name is Mistress Stefanie. You are to call her Mistress as well, is that understood?" I tired my best to say Yes Mistress, but with the ball gag in it was impossible. She knew what I was trying to say, but she said, "I told you to call me and her Mistress slave, you will be punished for that." With that she and her friend took turns using the electric wand on my cock and balls and ass hole again. Then they enjoyed watching me jump as they teased me with ice cubes. One was even put in my asshole. Their fascination soon turned to my ass. I moaned and groaned as they inserted the end of the electric wand into my ass. That was followed by some fingers. I think a carrot, a dildo, vibrator and finally a vibrating butt plug. Now mind you, I’ve never had my ass penetrated (by anything), so this was quite an experience Erotic, a little painful and scary, but I was so hot and horny my cock felt like it was going to explode. After what seemed like an eternity, I was released from my table-torture. I still had the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles, the blindfold on, the ball gag in my mouth. My cock and balls were in the restraint and the vibrating butt plug was still in my ass. A leash was attached to my collar and my Mistresses led me around. I was on my hands and knees crawling behind them. My swollen cock and balls where swinging as I crawled and the vibrating butt plug was being turned on and off by Mistress Nikki. I heard my Mistress say, "I can"t wait to see the video tape of this slave." The entire thing was being filmed Even when I was being shaved. When we got to the next spot my hands were buckled behind my back and my blind fold was removed. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Mistress Nikki was wearing the type of outfit I fantasized about: black corset with exposed tits(pushed up), black stockings attached to the corset, black thong, and black high heels. Her hair was pulled back. Her female companion was wearing the same thing. Mistress Nikki was sitting on a bed with her legs crossed. She pulled my leash toward her. I walked to her on my knees and she said, "I see your ever swollen cock is hindering your movement, good" She pushed the back of my head to her high heels and said, "They need a shining." I licked her shoes as well as I could, just hoping to lick her gorgeous legs and pussy. They commented on how good a slave I was so far. She then grabbed me by the hair and lifted my up onto my knees. The butt plug in my ass started to vibrate again and I moaned a little and squirmed when I felt it. "Oh, he liked that. Look at how big and swollen his cock and balls are," Mistress Nikki said. "I like that. His balls are all full with cum. This is going to be a fun weekend," my other Mistress said. My face was right in Mistress Nikki’s crotch. I could smell the beautiful aroma of hot pussy. She then stood me up and reached down and grabbed my balls and cock. I groaned and moaned and tried to move so she would be rubbing them. She gripped them tighter and said, "Oh no slave you won’t be doing any of the for a while. You will do what we say." With that she let go and my arms where untied from behind my back and pulled up in a spread eagle position. A spreader bar was attached to my ankles. The butt plug was driving me crazy as it was still vibrating even harder and faster now. Then my Mistresses placed like a poster board around me so that was all I could see. On it where pictures of men and women tied up, being fucked. Mostly the women were fucking the men. My Mistresses then asked me different questions about my fantasies. I shared everything that I had ever thought about. I didn’t know what they were doing but they where giggling and laughing and I thought I could hear them drawing. Then Mistress Nikki moved the pictures and got on her knees. She told me to keep looking at the pictures and not to look down. I obeyed her. I felt her grab my cock and my balls and put something else besides the restraint on them. I could feel the my balls where now spread and there was something around the head of my cock. It made my balls swell and the head of my cock swell even more. Then she put the pictures back, and her and her friend continued to draw my fantasies. Then al of a sudden the ring around the head of my cock and around my balls started to vibrate as well as the butt plug. I moaned and groaned and was squirming around a little. I felt like I was going to explode, but there was no way I was going to be able to cum with the restraint on. My cock was spasming like when I cum but nothing was coming out. It did this 4 times before my Mistresses returned and stopped the rings around the head of my cock and my balls. "You look like you where having fun slave. I hope you liked the pictures, you will be seeing them again," Mistress Nikki said. My arms where let down and I was forced to walk to something that resembled a padded sawhorse. I was bent over it and my ankles where attached to the legs and my arms where pulled down and forward and then attached in a way so that I was kind of leaning on my elbows. The edge of a bed was right in front of me. Mistress Nikki removed her thong and laid down on the bed and put her hot wet pussy right in front of my face. Her pussy was clean shaven except for a little strip just above it. She removed the ball gag and told me to eat her pussy. I obeyed my Mistress and I licked and sucked her pussy like it was my job. She was pushing my head down in to her wet snatch as her body arched and she climaxed over and over again. She told me to lick her ass too while I was down there. I started to tongue her ass and her pussy just like she told me. Mistress Stefanie was using the riding crop on my ass and legs while I was licking and sucking Mistress Nikki’s pussy and ass. She was also controlling the vibrating butt plug and the rings on my cock and balls. I wanted to cum so many times and so badly my cock and balls where hurting, but I was loving eating my Mistress’s pussy and ass. My cock spasmed 4 more times just like before but no cum came out because of the restraint. Mistress Nikki got up and came back wearing a strap-on dildo. She laid back down and forced it into my mouth and said, "You better learn how to suck cock good slave. You are ours." I have never touched a man sexually, let alone sucked a cock, but that would change tonight. After a couple minutes of making my suck the strap-on Mistress Nikki got up and pulled the butt plug out of my ass with out warning. My cock spasmed like before but once again the restraint didn’t let any cum out. Then Mistress Stefanie laid down on the bed. She still had on her thong. I was too aroused that I never noticed a growing bulge in Mistress Stefanie’s thong. I just glanced at her crotch which was right in my face and then all of a sudden Mistress Nikki slide her strap-on all the way into my ass, and turned on the vibrating rings around my balls and the head of my cock. "I know you liked that slave, I heard you moan and groan. Those vibrating rings have three speeds. They have only been on low so far, and you should have cum how many times?" Mistress Nikki said. "Nine," says Mistress Stefanie. "Good, are you having fun slave?" asked Mistress Nikki. "Yes Mistress," I reply. Mistress Nikki starts to fuck my ass as Mistress Stefanie takes off her thong. She has a huge cock. It is rock hard now and it is 7 inches long. She grabs my head and shoves her cock into my mouth and says, "Here is a real cock for you. Suck it good slave boy." I start to lick and suck her cock as I am getting fucked from behind. "Turn up the vibrating rings, lets really train and torture him," says Mistress Stefanie. The vibrating rings are turned up to medium. I start to groan and moan as I suck her cock and get fucked. "I am going to cum slave and don’t you spill a drop." Mistress Stefanie moans. She shoots a huge load into my mouth and I swallow every drop. My cock spasmed 5 times just like before. "That restraint is really doing its job. I’ve counted that you should have cum 14 times by now, but not one drop. How does it feel slave?" Mistress Nikki says. I couldn’t say anything because I still had Mistress Stefanie’s cock in my mouth. Mistress Nikki said, "I asked you a question slave You will be punished for that." With that she shoved a huge vibrating butt plug into my ass and turned it on high. Mistress Stefanie pulled her cock out of my mouth and shoved her cum stained thong in my mouth and then tied it in place. I moaned and groaned when the butt plug was shoved in my ass. Also they turned the vibrating rings back on medium again. My head was spinning with all the sensations in my ass and my cock and balls. "That will teach him to not answer me when I ask him a question." says Mistress Nikki. Mistress Stefanie was still sitting on the bed and had taken off her corset but still had on her stockings and high heels. The same thing with Mistress Nikki. Mistress Stefanie was playing with her cock and it was rock hard again. She got up and pulled the butt plug out and started to fuck my as hard. "This will teach him to disobey us." She said. Mistress Nikki was using a vibrator on her pussy right in front of my face. Then she put a dildo gag in my mouth. She kept the cum stained thong in my mouth and fastened it there with the gag. Then she slid her wet pussy onto the dildo that was sticking out from the gag. I could smell her wonderful juices and my cock and balls were on fire. The vibrating rings where turned up to high. My ass was getting fucked very hard by Mistress Stefanie and I was fucking Mistress Nikki with the dildo gag that was on me. My cock and balls where spasming now almost every minute it seemed like. After what seemed like forever Mistress Stefanie finally shoot another huge load. This time into my red ans sore ass. She pulled her cock out and put the huge butt plug right back in. Mistress Nikki had also orgasmed a couple times while riding the dildo gag on my face. She got off the bed and took the gag off me and the thong out of my mouth and put the ball gag back. Then they untied me and led me to a different bed and tied me spread eagle to it. I still had the huge butt plug in my ass and the vibrating cock rings on. "You cock and balls are so red and swollen with cum aren’t they?" Mistress Nikki said. "They sure are. He should have cummed 20 times by now. I bet he would love to have some release." Said Mistress Stefanie. They removed the vibrating cock rings from my balls and my cock and then removed the restraint. My cock was still standing straight up. Mistress Nikki then got on the bed and started to ride my hard cock as Mistress Stefanie made me lick her ass and suck her balls and cock. Mistress Nikki road my cock and stopped me from cumming 4 more time. I was still sucking Mistress Stefanie"s cock and balls. They turned the butt plug on high. "That is 24 times now you should have cum slave. Get ready for some release." Mistress Nikki said. She had orgasmed 3 times while riding me. She started again and this time harder and faster than before. She could sense that I was going to cum and she got off and made me cum into a container. My cock exploded when I finally was able to cum. I shot the biggest load that I have ever seen into that container. Mistress Stefanie then shot her load in there too. Then Mistress Nikki said, "Ok slave, drink up. Every last drop." With that she made me drink all of the cum that was in that container. When I was done both Mistresses kissed me very hard and my cock began to get hard again. Mistress Nikki then said, "You did good today slave. I hope you are ready for tomorrow and then Sunday as well. Hahaha. We are going to have some fun." They both left me there tied spread eagle to the bed. They removed the butt plug and put a blanket over me. Before Mistress Nikki turned the light off and left she said, "Goodnight slave, you better get a good night’s sleep because tomorrow you continue your training and serving me. Goodnight." The lights went out and I went to sleep.

The next two days to come later.

Surprise !!

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   Jaime and I were getting ready for bed. We had been married for over 20 years when Jaime confronted me,saying that our sex life was leaving her wanting. Sure, she said I cun regularly but there's something missing. We had had our troubles a few years ago, bith of us wandering from our monogamous life briefly and the strain of that had left us commited to a one on one relationship.
   Jaime is 44, very tall, over 6', with large full breasts and extremely large nipples. Her ass is to die for, two perfect half moons atop legs that semes to go on forever.Her lips are full and sensuous. Long blonde hair , deep blue eyes and a penchant exotic jewelry had kept me close to home except for that brief period
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in the past. I am 52, 6' tall, well-toned and fit for my age, riding a bike many miles a day and working out regularly.
    I asked her what she was talking about and then before she could answer I had an idea. 'Don't say a word' I told her, 'unless I give you permission'.That kind of apprroach  had in the past resulted in some high pitched words between us , b ut this tiem all she did was look down at the floor and nod. I went to her and gently stroked her hair ,, letting my hands trail down to feel her tits  and caress her waist and eventually her ass. As i ran my hands over her ass  and slid my fingers between her legs,feeling the heat of her pussy.Out of the blue, I slapped her ass,not hard but it surprised her. Another light slap to her ass, then another. Soon I had her laying across my thighs, her panties the only thing protecting her skin from my hand. As she reached back to try to ward off the next slap and the next I  caught her with my free hand, holding her tightly.'You shouldn't have done that. Now you'll just lose your panties.' That was met with a graon. I pulled her panties down and saw that her ass was beginning to have a pink glow . She squimed against my legs and I realized she wasn't trying to avoid the blows, but trying to rub her cunt against me. 
    'No you don't bitch' And I laid into  her a hard spnk that left my hand stinging. There was an imprint from my palm on the cheek of her ass. When I saw it I started in..one after another hard strokes, At first she grimaced with the pain,then stopped and relaxed her legs , gradually allowing my eyes free acces to her pussy. I saw she had shaved today, and was quite wet. the spanking went on. 'Do you have naything to say?'
    'All that ame out was one word, whispered,'More....'
    I told her she didn't make demnds. 'Stand up and turn around'.
She stood there, tears running down her cheeks, her breasts heaving with deep breaths. Her ass glowed red. I slapped her left tit, hard.Then her right. again and again the blows rained on her tits til they were also red and glowing. 'Stop,please......' she fairly begged. 'I'll do anything. Anything.'
    'I know, and you will bedoing some things tonight you hadn't expected.' 'Get on you knees and suck my cock, you cunt.' I thrust my dick ather face and she took my 7" into her mouth on one slurp. When she had settled down to a rhythm of sucking and throating me, I pulled out and ordered to the bed, to lay on her face. The spanking commenced again. slowly at first, then more forcefully and the pace picked up. As her ass took on a deep rich red blush I judged her ready.I pulled her to the edge of the bed, her legs over the edge. I took my cock in hand  and guided it to has asshole. 'No, not that' in more than twenty years I had never sampled her ass, but now was the time. My cock was as hard as I could remember it ever being, I slid my fingers into her dripping cunt, slathering hewr ass with her wetness and with one hard push I was in.I thrust in and out her hips soon meeting my thrusts trying to get more and more of my cock in her ass.I came in a shuddering explosion , my cum filling her and oozing out atround my cock. 'Suck my dick, bitch. Now.'
    I pulled out of her  ass and she turned and took my cock in her mouth, straight from her ass, sucking me dry.'Is there still anything missing?'
    'No dear. But  tomorrow we need to try a little thing I bought today at the leather shop.' She gestured to the closet, where I could see hanging on a hangar separate from the rest a black leather corset and hood. 'I'll be trying some spanking of my own tomorrow, but I bought some extra toys not knowing exactly what might be the most effective.' I considered the prospect and realized the idea of that fine woman wearing that leather corset and hood, stroking me with a cane or a crop was getting me hard all over again.' And I also picked up something for your ass' she said, indicating a bag on the dresser. A little strap-on action so you don't think you're always in control.......'

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                          Hannah was just stepping of the plaine in london. She grabed her  baggs and headed out to grab a cab to take her to her hotel. Once she was there she checked her watch *4:15, got 1 hour and 15 to get ready.* she thought, Hannah got in to the shower and started to wash her self. Her thoughts trailed to he master, whom she mett 4 years ago over the internet. Since than she has been his sex slave cyber wise, and today she would finely meet him. Hannah pictured her self and him kissing as he would strip her than he would push her down forcefully push her to her knees and shove his cock brutily down her throte, as s
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he thought of this she rubbed her clit with her right hand and then started to shove her fingers  in to her self  viaonatly, her thoughts of his bigg cock down her throte as she swaloowed it made her cum hard as he knees whent limp and she slid to the floor,*Tonight i finaly get to meet the man who has been fulleing my fantisys for the last four years, finaly i can be his real slave. Hannah stood and steped out of the shower. She dryed her dark brown hair and brushed he bangs to the sides. She than puled out of her bag a blood red lace thong and a matching lace bra, she sliped them on and than next she pulled on a blood red silk sleeping gown that ended at the top of her thies and showed of most of her cleaveg. She slipped on some red high heals and looked her self over, the clock read 5;25, Hannah grabed her long black jacket that whent to her knees so no one could see what she was wareing and headed out to meet him. Hannah handed the directions to his house to a cab diver and got into the car. Her thong was already soaked threw with proof of her desier and need of him. Hell she worshiped the ground he walked on he controled her which no one women and especialy a man had ever done.  The cab stoped and she handed him the money and stepped out. Hannah stared at the house infront of her. It was a beautiful house on the country side with a stone path that lead to the door way. *Finaly after these years i can have this, I can finaly be taken by him.* Hannah walked to the door and prepared to knock but it opened befor she could. In front of her stood a man of about 22, at about 5'8 with dark brown hair just off the shoulder and crystal blue eyes. He smilled a cocky grin at her "You are late" he said. Hannah stared at him eyes wide and than to her watch 5:54 it read she was 9 min late. "I supose i am master Anubis, i am sorry." she said with a smile. "Well slave, i will have to punish you than for makeing master waite." he told her, his voice dark as he moved closer to her, "Come in and take your punishment like a good slave." he whisspered aginst her neck., "Yesssss... master" she hissed out her body quivering, his voice had an efect on her  she could just cum listening to him talk. He took Hannah's hand and led her in to the house, it looked normal, he had good taste for a man she thought. They walked up the staircase to his bed room up at the end of the hallway. Master opened the door and led Hannah in, inside was a huge bed with black satan sheets, and the walls were a deep red. Master turned to her and smilled as he leaned foward and pushed the jacket of of her body. "It seems you have dressed for the 'ocassion'  my slave." "Does my master Anubis aprove of my taste in this outfitt?" hannah asked looking up to him smilleing. "Yes, but you will look better naked and...." he paused leaning in close to her ear "And....?" hannah asked, her breath comeing in shallow, "....and screaming my name." he whisspered in to her ear, than licked the lobe. Hannah moaned and he bitt down hard,"MMMassssterr... please dont tease me i need you soo bad" she whined ,"Well than you should have not been late." he chuckled, he grabed her roughly and kissed her lips, shoveing his toung in to her mouth, she gassped and kissed him back running her toung along his. Hannah pressed her body fully aginst his, feeling his erection threw his pants and so she rubbed her thie aginst it, hopeing he would givein and just fuck her. After a minute of that he pushed her away, but she stayed put her arms locked around his  neck as she licked his neck and rubbed her thi aginst his cock. "If you think that will work, than you are misstaken Kitten." he remarked as he took in the feel of her thie aginst his cock. "Well if that wont than maby this will." she pured as she knelt befor him. Hannah pulled at the buckel and than next the zipper and buttonand pushed his pants down, and as he said he did not ware underware. She stared at hi hard cock mear inches from her face *he is so big, bigger than what i thought, how in the hell am i gonna swallow that, well i will do what it takes to do.* "Do you like what you see ?' he asked knowing then answer as it is written on her face but wantted to hear it from her mouth,"Master your so big, bigger than i had thought, i am going to enjoy sucking you master." she said slyly, "So am i Kitten" he said. Hannah smiled at him as she rapped her hand around the base of his cock, she started to pump it slowly than moved it faster up and down pumping hard at his cock. "Mmmmmmm.."he moand, "Suck me now!" he comandad her. Hannah than moved her hand away and took him in to her mouth slowly, inch by inch. She got 3/4 of him into her mouth and pulled back up, she removed her lips and started licking the head of his cock around in circles. Hannah than licked up and down the under side of his cock, up and down each side getting every inch,"Yeah baby, mmmm " he moand as his head tillted back. Hannah moved back down his cock takeing in his every inch till she got 3/4 of the way down, she relaxed her throte and than took in the rest. Hannah gagged at first but took in a deep breath threw her nose and swallowed. He groaned when she did so she repeeted her actions, Swalowing over and over as she moved her head up and down on his cock. Every time she got to the head she would lick it and than move back down swalowing him. With her right hand she started to rub and squeeze his sack gentaly but firmly as she kept up the pase of licking sucking and swalowing his cock. his groanes became louder and faster as she could feel his musceles tightining signaling his release. She moved her head up and down faster than moveed up to the head and sucked fast and hard."Yes Kitten." he ground out as he came hard down her throte and mouth. Hannah sucked out every drop she could swalowing it all and licking up what she missed, she determand that his salty bitter taste was the best thing she has ever tasted as she took up every drop. He sighed and looked down at her as she stared up at him, her eyes glased over with want, he pulled her up by her hands "So you like to suck masters cock dont you?" he more state dthan asked. hannah could not speek only nood her head yes. Master kissed her lips and than pulled down the sleeping gown to see her clad in only a barly there see threw lace bra and matching thong. He stared at her body a moment, she had dark brown hair that whent just past her shoulders with the same collard eyes, 36c breasts and wide hips at a size 9 at 5'4 . At any other moment she would have blushed and hid her body but not now she was to far gone. He moved closer to her and un-hoocked the bra and it fell to the floor than he pushed down her thong to see her shaven and very very wet pussy. He pulled her to him and kissed her as she rapped her arms around his neck. Master kissed and licked down her throte to her collor bone than to her left breast, licking around her nipple than takeing it into his mouth to suck on it. "Oh master... " she sighed than he bitt down on it"Master!!" she cried as she arced her back wanting more of that. He did that for a min than moved to the other one doing the same treatment. Hannahs leggs were shakeing and if he had not been holding on to her she would have fell. He picked her up and layed her on the bed and nelt next to her. he kissed her lips and moved his hand down to her pussy and moved his figers aginst her clit, "You are very wet Kitten" he said huskly "Yes master i am and it is because of you please master i am ackeing i need you in me pleaseeeee" she rasped and moved her hips aginst his hand. "First you need to be punished." he said as he pulled her over his lap. Hannah needed him badly it was killing her but she wanted to see what he had in store for her. He layed her on her stomac on his lap and than brought his hand down firmly on her ass in a loud smack. "Master..." she cried and squrmed around in his lap. "Ifyou dont coperate than i will draw it out longer." he stated. "Yess master ." she said than he brought his hand down agin and agin and agin and she moand louder and louder with each hit "Oh master mmmmmmm Master ohh harder" she cried. Master coplied to her wishes and in a few more swats she came, which suprised even her self that she had never cum like that she never thought she could. His hand was now wet with her cum and he smiled, "On your knees, NOW!" he ordered. Hannah moved quickly off of his lap to be on her knees on the bed. He got behind her and pushed himself aginst her "Tell me what you want " he demanded. "OH MASTER, I want you to fuck me hard and fast, PLEASE I NEED YOU IN ME, I NEED YOUR BIG THICK HARD COCK IN ME!" she begged pushing her hips back. He smiled and than thrust himself in to her hard and fast, she screamed in plesure. hannah was a virgin but she had long ago broken her virgin barrier but she did have a slight twige of pain as he thrust in to her from his size but to her it only added the plesure, she was a rough and tumble kinda girl. Master plungged in to harder and harde with each thrust"Master oh master ...." she cried "yes fuck me fuck me hard,  Thrust your big thick cock in to me over and over " and he did harder and harder. Hannah rose up a bitt on her knees "OH MASTER I AM CUMMING SO HARD OH MASTER!" she screamed. As he pumped into her, master brought his lips down to neck and bit down hard enough to draw blood, which pushed Hannah over the edge as she came  hard on his cock. he sucked on the wound tasteing her blood as he came in her. Hannah felt the the heat of his cum fill her and she shoudered. They colapsed and he rolled on to his back with Hannah  on her side, her head on his shoulder.  She leaned up and gave him a kiss befor laying her head back down and falling asleep, he leaned down and whisspered into her ear, "Rest now Kitten and gather your strenght, cause you will need it for later. At that her eyes opened and than closed agin as thoughts of what might happen later flooded her head.                                               

School Lunches (part 1)

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School">http://weblog.xanga.com/sandwich_man/652859701/school-lunches.html">School Lunches

This was probably my greatest fantasy in high school. For some reason I began to develop a bit of a fetish, and this story is a prime example. please comment so that i can see if i'm not completely crazy when it comes to this... if i get enough comments i'll post part two.

Only 5 minutes until lunch, I thought to myself as the clock began to tick down further and further. As Mrs. Miller continued to blather on in the background, my eyes couldn’t help but be glued to Casey. She’s probably every high school guys fantasy… long brown hair, golden brown eyes, an amazing s

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mile, perky petit boobs, and an ass that grown men would kill to touch. Today she had competition cheerleading after school, so she came to class dressed in her uniform.  Those firm boobs were pressed tightly against her red and black Bulldog top, and her skirt was dangerously up her thigh.  The second I saw her walk through the door at the beginning of the hour, I got instantaneously hard and stayed that way throughout the rest of class.

While trying to shift around so the world wouldn’t know that I had a huge boner, my eyes found Ashley. Ashley was raised in southern Mississippi and was your typical southern belle. She’s the kind of girl next door that everyone knows and loves. In spite of her squeaky clean image, her 36D breasts were about ready to pop out of the low cut blouse she was wearing. The second she saw me, she ran over to me and gave me a hug like always. She pressed every bit of her body against me, and I could has sworn she noticed the huge bulge in my pants, but she just smiled at me and took her seat two rows away from me.

Through the entire class, Casey and Ashley were passing notes to each other like always. They could hardly contain themselves as the teacher asked about what they were writing. Ashley said that since Casey was gone the previous class, she was informing her of the specifications of the “Religions of the World” project that we had due next week. I couldn’t believe that she actually bought it. I figured that they were just discussing what they were going to be doing that weekend after the cheerleading competition. I didn’t really think much of it.

After look at that clock for what seemed like an eternity, the bell finally sounded that it was time for lunch. And since it was a half day, I started to pack up my stuff and head for the door. I figured since it was a half day, and the cafeteria food sucks, that I would just eat at home that day.

I then felt someone’s hand lightly tap me on the shoulder. As my eyes trace up the perfect legs, I realize its Casey. “Hey Ben,” she said. “I know that we haven’t really gotten much of a chance to hang out since got busy with cheerleading again, so I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me?”

“Sure,” I replied. I wasn’t really hungry at the moment, but I’ve never been one to pass up an opportunity to hang out with a hot girl, especially one as hot as Casey. On our way to the cafeteria on the other side of campus, we run into Jillian. Jillian is Casey’s shadow in every way possible; her bright blue eyes are veiled by her light brown hair. With her tight body and cute face, she’s the kind of young girl that grown men don’t want people to know they fantasize about. When ever I saw her, she always seemed very shy, but some reason, she seemed almost giddy today. Casey and Jillian were whispering back and fourth very fast, but I couldn’t make any of it out.

We finally reach the doors of the cafeteria, and as I walked through the door, I had a girl on each arm. I started to make for a good spot at the table, but Casey pulls hard on my arm. She then walks past all of the tables in the cafeteria and goes into the kitchen. Jillian follows suit. I was confused as to why we were going back there, but I followed them through the thick wooden door.

“Casey? Jillian? Where’d you go?”

I jumped with a start as the door slammed behind me. “Take off his pants now,” said Casey, and Jillian immediately pushed me up against the giant metal table and started tugging on my jeans. They fell to the floor along with my boxers, revealing my semi-hard eight inch cock. “Get him ready for me,” Casey ordered.

“Yes mistress,” Jillian replied and immediately got on her knees, took my semi hard dick in her tiny hands and started to massage it. Feeling those warm fingers work themselves masterfully around me made me harder than I’d ever felt before. I could see the look of lust in her eyes as she really began to put force into her hands. The veins in my dick began to bulge as I saw her begin to bring her lips to the tip.

“How does he taste?” said Casey in a very authoritative tone. Hearing an outside voice brought Jillian back from the world she’d previously been lost in.

“Good mistress,” replied Jillian, as if she were a small child being rebuked by her mother for getting into the cookie jar.

“And why did you taste him without my permission?”

“Sorry mistress. I had no right,” she said remorsefully. Immediately Jillian got up and pulled a metal chair up to the table.

“I’ll forgive you just this once,” Casey said in an almost cold tone, “but next time, consider the consequences of your actions.”

“Thank you Mistress, you are so kind,” uttered Jillian.

Casey then sat in front of my spread legs as I sat on the kitchen table. “Close your eyes and focus on the feeling,” she said. For a brief while, I wondered what was going on, and then I felt a burning sensation on my dick. I winced and groaned. The pain seemed intense at first, but then the warm substance conforming to every bulging vein of my rock hard dick began to feel absolutely amazing. I could hardly contain myself anymore. The blindfold was then removed, and I saw Casey sitting in front of me with my dick covered with layer after layer of warm, melted cheese. She then wrapped two slices of warm bread around my dick, and seeing that little innocent girl with that sandwich in her small hands was by far the hottest thing I’d ever seen. She lustfully looked me in the eyes as she slowly inched my dick toward her waiting mouth. And then finally, she took 2 inches of the manwich in her mouth and took her first bite. It was as if my entire world had been turned upside down. Her teeth grazing against my dick felt almost painful but completely pleasurable at the same time. She continued to push me farther and farther in, eating away at the bread as she went. Finally all the bread was gone, and all that I had left on me was the warm melted cheese. She then slowly began to slip it in and out of her mouth. I had never felt anything so amazing in my life. She was sucking so hard I thought she might never be able to take me out. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, she stuffed my entire eight inch, cheese covered hotdog down her throat. I couldn’t hold back any longer. “I’m going to cum,” I moaned softly.

Casey then bites hard at the base of my dick. “What the hell Casey?” I screamed.

“What gave you the idea that you had the right to cum in my mouth? You are not getting this for your pleasure, but for my nourishment. I have a cheerleading tournament later tonight and I’m going to need to get my strength up.”

All of the sudden, I heard the door knob slowly begin to turn. I started to panic… here I was, sitting on a table with my pants down in front of two underage girls. If the wrong person came in, they could assume the worst and I could go to jail… I grabbed my jeans and tried to hide my shame as the door slowly inched open........

Part 2 Coming soon if you email me about it at blacklight_33@hotmail.com