Il Paradiso Terrestre l Eden
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If someone had told Lia the state that she would have found herself in a week down the line she would never have believed it. Even if photographic evidence had been presented, she would have dismissed it as some clever and slanderous photoshopping. And yet sometimes our physical desire is stronger than any logical reasoning.
She was just a regular housewife. I say "just" because it fitted in with how she believed that she had come to be seen. A mother, a wife, a homemaker. Such roles as are vital for a healthy society are somehow sadly swept under the carpet in terms of appreciation, as are those behind them. The trouble with this was that under this particular clichéd vision of societal perfection, lay a woman, a "regular" woman, with regular needs.
She was expected to behave like a maid but without any of the stereotypical, frilly, sexy outfits that had a tendency to flutter through her mind when she bent down low in front of a mirror, and caught a glimpse of her ample breasts spilling out of her top. These visions regularly invaded her thoughts as she mechanically performed her daily tasks. Her husband was oblivious to anything that she thought or felt and only witnessed what his eyes wanted to bear witness to. This fell perfectly in line with his favourite motto "labor omnia vincit" or "work conquers all".
Lia still wanted to feel desired though. She craved passion, fun and spontaneity. And as she rhythmically rammed her big, black dildo up inside of her, she thought of how she'd really like to be fucked hard, up against the wall and cry out in reckless abandon. She wanted to be removed from this Madonna role and be a dirty slut for a while. She didn't want to have to think about responsibilities, about how people would frown on the behaviour of her. "You know she has two young kids, don't you Sally," those perfect women who didn't have this yearning between their legs would gossip in front of the school. She just wanted to be in the moment, to feel again, to really fuck, to really feel some intensity in her life.
Oh God, it felt good to have her pussy filled up right now. She closed her eyes and let her second hand drift down to her clit. She hadn't realised quite how much she needed this orgasm, but as it built up inside of her it started to become all-encompassing. She wanted to start moaning out loud but despite this small respite, this brief moment of abandon, she subconsciously held back.
She had been in contact with a guy on the internet for a while, that had spiced up her life a little. They contacted each other over a chat app and exchanged photos and videos for their mutual pleasure. As her breathing became short and laboured, as her cheeks flushed and her body begged to be pushed over the line, she closed her eyes and thought of him. She imagined that it was his hard cock that was penetrating her right now, as he gripped her ass cheeks and treated her like a slut. She couldn't help but let out a quiet low moan as she reached her climax and her body shuddered.
She kept her eyes closed and smiled to herself as she appreciated the post-coital calm, moving her rubber sex toy in and out of her gently, for a few last languid strokes, as her breathing slowly calmed.
The angry banging on the bathroom door abruptly shattered her reverie and dragged her back to reality.
"Come on Lia, you're not the only one in this household you know and the kids aren't going to clear that mess on their own!"
She whisked the dildo out from between her legs in a panic and cursed as the juices spilt out of her, quickly wiping them away.
"Yeah Mike, give me a second will you," she spat out venomously as she cleaned the tiled floor and agilely jumped under the cascading water of the shower, that had been her subterfuge.
She hurriedly soaped herself down. What the fuck; even her stolen moments were stolen from her! She stepped out of her express wash, wrapped her towel around herself and stormed past her husband.
He turned his head, as she careened passed him and his words limply followed her down the hall.
"I've been calling you for ten minutes Lia! Do your ears fill up with water and make you deaf to the world or something?"
If only, she thought to herself.
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Jack was happily married; he was genuinely happy in his relationship and loved his wife. They had grown up together as best friends. His sexual desires were a great deal more experimental than those of his wife, but they had never seen this as a barrier. Indeed, they believed that love was a much rarer commodity than sex; so they married. His wife was level-headed enough to know that other solutions were available to quench one's physical desires and had let him be the judge of that. After all, at the end of any escapade, he would be coming back to her.
To start with, porn had often offered him a little spice in his life but he had found it to become a little like IKEA furniture; easily accessible and practical, but ultimately a little disappointing in the long term. Jack fancied a bit of furniture from a tree that's leaves changed colour and fell away to leave it naked and exposed in the autumn and had hard buds that protruded in early spring, before morphing back to their predominant colouration. Something living.
Well, spring was now on its way thanks to an ongoing online meeting. He presently found himself standing in the hallway in possession of a new source of excitement, in the shape of a small, brown parcel with a slightly faded, red maple leaf in the top corner. He smiled and let his nail slide up between the narrow gap, forcing the opening. He had made a request of her and now her acquiescence was only a few centimetres from his fingers. His tongue unconsciously ran along his lower lip as his index discovered the delicate dentelle within.
Jack had a long-standing love affair with documentaries, especially about the natural world. He always quickly identified with parallels drawn with wild animals. He especially considered the olfactory system to be hors pair, and despite evolution's best efforts to do away with a sense no longer deemed necessary to human survival, he was regularly able to be transported away in a sensory wave of nostalgia with a simple whiff of perfume.
Perfume, of course, evokes a poetic, easily palatable sensory ideal but Jack was adamant that attraction went beyond humanly contrived perceptions of a perfect scent in a classy bottle. As he held her panties up to his nose and inhaled deeply, he drowned in her smell and his base instincts were called to the fore.
The next step of his plan would now take shape. He had a business trip to Rome, leaving on Thursday and with meetings all day Friday. The weekend was free however, and he wanted Lia to join him there. It was slightly crazy even for him, to suggest a transatlantic flight, for a twenty-four hour stopover but he had it all worked out. He just needed Lia to go for it.
"Jack, honey, you won't forget to post that parcel today, will you?"
As the voice echoed down from upstairs he slipped the brown paper and panties discreetly down the front of his jeans, scooped up his keys and left the house mumbling back a few words in the affirmative. He completely forgot the parcel that his wife was talking about, being wholly preoccupied by Lia's, suddenly aware of, and very pleased about, how it was now in such close proximity with his hard cock.
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She was sitting at the kitchen bar and nearly spat out her coffee, when she glanced at the contents of the mail. It was early and her calm time before the morning rush. The sun was barely a slither on the horizon. She was still slightly flushed after her early morning workout, despite having showered. Her long, straight, dark hair was still a little damp and a single drop fell right in the centre of the screen, blurring the mail. She shook the phone, wiped it and stamped her foot down in the hubbub that this simple drop of water had caused in her present context. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and counted to ten. She opened them slowly and looked back at her mail. This time she carefully checked that what she thought she had read, she actually had. There was no mistake, it was a plane ticket to Rome and it left in thirty-six hours.
She immediately opened up her messenger app.
Lia: What the fuck Jack?!?!
She had to wait forty-five long minutes to get a response and wasn't able to discreetly consult it until a further hour later. It was succinct.
Jack: :-)
She cried out in frustration at how lightly he was taking this crazy shot out of the blue.
Lia: Seriously Jack. You expect me to fly half way across the world at the drop of a hat just because you send me a flight ticket?!?!
She stared at the screen, willing a response.
Jack: Yes. You said that you 'adooored' Italy!
Lia: Not this again. You can't be serious?
Jack: I just spent over one thousand pounds to fly you 'half way across the world'. I'm serious.
Lia: Not that. Italy!
Jack: I think it's time you explained yourself there.
Lia: OK. The dildo that I happened to be impaling myself upon, at the time of that particular conversation was 'Made in Italy' that's all!!!!
Jack: All that secrecy for that :-) Get your husband to open the mail when he gets in from work. Then you prepare a small overnight case. Tomorrow you're going shopping for lingerie, before you leave. Later on today, a small parcel will arrive through the post. You will insert its contents into your pussy and leave it there (except for obvious moments when you have no choice) until you get to me. Speak later x
Lia: You're crazy!!! I can't!!!
Her messages went undelivered. He had obviously signed out of his app to cut the communication, which only added to her angst; not being able to reason it through with anyone. She spent the morning in a blur, just barely aware of the real world around her.
As Jack had described, a parcel did come through the post later that day. She signed for it and went to sit down to open it. She unfastened the white silk ribbon that decorated the sleek black box and opened it up. Sitting inside it was a note.
Download the app, sync the beads with your phone, get yourself ready and slip them in. You can have a little play with the 'vibrate' function but just a play. Before you lose yourself in the moment, you click 'confer control to partnered user'. From this point on, you can no longer control the beads; only I can.
She knew it was totally insane and while she didn't ever imagine that she would ever see it through she nevertheless went to the bedroom and started to put a few things together. It was just like an extension of their online fantasies; a moments respite from reality, in her sexual dreamworld. She ended up emptying her entire wardrobe in her careful selection process. An hour later after having vastly reduced the choice she still wasn't sure but both her mental and physical attention had switched irreversibly to the contents of the black box sitting on the bed.
She opened it and removed the anthracite beads. The light reflected off them and into the full length mirror on the wall in front of her. She looked at herself in the reflective glass. She was closing in on forty but still had a great figure. She kept looking at her reflection as she stripped her clothes off, until she was standing naked, with just a dainty gold chain around her neck and the beads in her hand. Her full breasts sat up beautifully on her chest; she cupped them, pushed them up a little higher, silently wishing them to defy the gravity of time. Her stomach and hips had a little more form than they had when she was younger but Jack had said that he liked something to hold onto. Her pubic hair was reduced to a delicate strip above her labia, as Jack preferred.
She noticed that her pussy was moist and brought the beads down to rub them between her legs. The fact that they had come from him, that he had dared to send them through the post to her made their relationship irresistibly real. She hoped that her panties had had a similar effect on him. The coldness of the beads on her moist lips sent a shiver down her spine. She smiled at herself in the mirror. It was crazy but it was like a miracle cure that made her feel like a teenager again. She pushed the beads slowly up inside of her, enjoying the feeling of her opening being filled and then contracting, bead by bead, until they were all in.
She reached down, scooped up her phone, installed the app, synched and hit the vibration button to low. The beads purred away deliciously inside of her. She got dressed again and went back to her chores, leaving the beads buzzing between her legs. After a while she had to stop it as the urge to cum became her overriding priority in life and she was unable to concentrate on anything else. Reluctantly she hit the switch that passed the control over to him.
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Lia looked on from the kitchen, through the gap in the door hinge as her husband opened the letter. He frowned as he read. When he had finished he carefully scanned around him for a sign of life. Not seeing anything, he slipped the letter inside his fishing magazine and went up the stairs.
She immediately went over to the magazine and checked its contents. There was a letter from her psychology magazine, addressed to her husband (since he had signed up to it as a birthday gift) announcing that she had won a long weekend at a health spa, which would include psychology presentations and discussions. It looked totally legitimate. Why had he hidden it?
When they sat down to eat that night, she questioned him.
"Checked out your new fishing magazine yet?"
His nostrils flared. "I don't have time at the moment. You know I'm busy," he replied, as if swatting away an annoying insect.
Knowing the truth, she boiled inside. Her face hardened and she sat motionless, staring at him across the table. The silence was palatable. Eventually, he looked up.
"What?"
"You tell me?"
She held his gaze and he quickly broke away.
"Why the sudden interest in fishing?" he managed to mumble out.
She kept staring him down and didn't say a word, leaving him a last opening in which to explain himself.
"If you've got something to say, say it. Don't just sit there staring at me!"
"I won a trip away," she said slowly. "I've never won a trip away, let alone had one."
He still couldn't meet her eyes.
"If you knew all along, why all the play acting? It's probably those bloody psychology magazines putting clever ideas into your head. I knew it was a bad idea. Shot myself in the foot there it seems!"
Lia got up from the table, her mind was now firmly made up. She would be going away for a long weekend, but not to the health spa. She was going to get fucked like she so desperately needed.
He got up and started following her out of the kitchen.
"You don't expect me to look after the kids all weekend, all on my own, after the week I've just had do you? I'm the one who needs a spa break here! And I was planning to go fishing…"
His voice became a distant echo that couldn't penetrate her bubble. His little, irritating insect had taken flight.
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The next day was spent buying lingerie. The thought of who she was buying it for, as well as the beads still in place drove her wild. Jack hadn't made contact at all since his last message and she was starting to get a little worried; she decided to catch his attention. In one of the changing rooms she took a selfie and sent it off to him. The photo pictured her sitting on the bench in dark blue underwear, with a hole in the gusset of her panties. The stem of the beads was visible through the opening. A few moments later as she was pulling her jeans back on she felt vibrations from inside her. She gasped out loud as her beads buzzed frenetically on the highest setting. She sat back down on the bench. Her phone vibrated about a new message.
Jack: You look fucking amazing Lia. Can't wait to see you!
Lia: You're such a tease Jack. I want you inside of me, right now!!!
Jack: Not too long to wait now baby. You're going to need a good rest in the plane. Try some sleeping pills maybe, to be sure.
She smiled and tried to gather her composure as the beads kept on. She really couldn't wait.
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Lia gazed out across the skyline as the city lights of this hitherto unknown, ancient city seemed to leap out of the night sky; promising her so much. As the aeroplane touched down she took a deep breath; she still couldn't really believe that she was here. She deactivated aeroplane mode on her phone and a new message flashed up on the screen.
Jack: Once you get through customs there'll be a driver waiting for you; his name's Max. He'll be holding up a card with your name on it. On the way, he'll pass you a washbag, so you can go and freshen up. You'll change into a sophisticated dress and put the beads back in (there's some lube in the washbag).
This really was insane, but there was no turning back now. She met Max, as explained and freshened up, before climbing into the back of the sleek car. As they cruised along the scenic Via Portuense she looked out through the tinted windows of the car at the ancient River Tiber. Her heart was pounding and wasn't helped by the vibrations that had suddenly started again between her legs. She sat there and tried to take in what she could of the outskirts of this ancient, unknown city. The vibrations stopped, as suddenly as they had begun. She loved the fact that Jack had such an intimate control of her, as if he were with her already. Her phone vibrated.
Jack: Next stop is "Il Paradiso Terrestre, l'Eden". When you arrive at the door, ring. Tonight's code is 'piacere' (pleasure).
The car slowed in front of a revamped old warehouse. The strong, black metal bars criss crossed their way in a lattice pattern along the length of the wall, contrasting with the raw wood underneath. She knocked, provided the code and proceeded into an entrance hall alive with erotic photography. Involuntarily, she brought her hand up to her mouth, staring at the images. What was this place?
"Prima volta qui?" came the voice from behind her.
She turned, startled. "I'm sorry, I don't speak Italian."
"First time, yes?"
She nodded her head absently, as she took in the muscular form of the man in front of her. He was wearing a very short, leather skirt and had no top.
"You like, I think. Bella regazza. Lots of fun." He smiled kindly and went on his way.
She spent a while just standing there, drawn to the decadent images, feeling the dampened bass thrumb through the walls and tried to work up the courage to keep going, into the actual club. She felt her pussy well up at the prospect of what she might find there. Finally, she walked on, head held high, promising herself to just behave normally. Keeping her promise was immediately put to the test, as she stepped out from behind a large mirror and stepped into the main room.
A brilliant glass ceiling surmounted the large open space on the ground floor and entirely dominated the area. While innovative and providing a very sleek, modern feel, on its own this detail would not be especially significant. However, in this case, it provided a window into a new world above; a world inhabited by exhibitionists. Those underneath became de facto voyeurs up into a hedonistic heaven above. Mixed into the music, that somehow felt perfectly in sync with the atmosphere, there was intermittent moaning.
Lia was entranced by the decadent sprawl of depravity that met her eyes. She was directly under a woman at the bar and had an unencumbered view straight up between her suspendered legs and up to a pair of crotchless panties. As she delicately held a cocktail glass to her lips, her free hand was absently caressing the impressive erection of her neighbour. To the side, on an ultra modern divan one woman was prostrate, her legs spread eagled, as another woman lapped at her labia and two men masturbated over the decadent display.
However, the majority of the attention was drawn to the other side of the room. The room was a clinical glass cube, shut off from the rest of the floor. Inside it were three naked forms, suspended by a variety of elaborate knots and ropes. The conductor of this orchestra was a lean, muscular man, wearing a simple pair of tight white trousers, no shoes, no top. His movements were calm and calculated, like a scientist in a lab. He passed from one subject to the other and administered their particular perversion. In front of the first he oiled up his hands and smeared it around the man's asshole, working the oil into the skin, massaging his way into the passage. He proceeded to reach behind himself and picked up an anal plug from the glass counter.
As he gently introduced the foreign object into his rear, the man's moan blended into the music. As people's gaze turned up to see what had caused this particular addition, they witnessed his eyes closed tightly, and his mouth open. When it was fully inside, he smiled a smile that was neither relief nor pleasure, but some emotion that transcended the two. The sexual scientist caressed the man's engorged length; one, two, three full tugs and then nothing. He continued around the suspended figure, stroked his desperate, contorted face as a nurse to a suffering patient and then abandoned him, shifting his attention to the adjacent woman.
Lia screeched as she felt the vibrations between her legs and nearly jumped out of her skin when two hands wrapped themselves around her.
"You look exquisite, Lia," he whispered in her ear.
"Oh my God. Jack. It's you!"
"Who were you expecting, baby? You didn't think that I'd leave you here alone, exposed to the wolves did you?"
She smiled and melted back into his embrace, still not turning to look at him. She had seen him, intimately, but never in the flesh and somehow that made her nervous. Whereas before he had been a mere image on a screen, here she felt a real person, strong arms wrapped around here, the comfortable bubble wrapped fantasy was being punctured and reality was flooding out. She trembled.
He took her earlobe between his lips and sucked on it, as one hand cupped her breast; somehow, in this place, it didn't seem out of place.
"Lia, I want to hear you say, 'I'm your slut, Jack.'"
As she felt his touch and listened to his voice, so she heard the moans of the woman above, woven in her web of ties. She felt her damp gusset clinging to the smooth lips of her labia. After all the wait, all the build-up, all of this subtle and overt hedonistic depravity, she suddenly felt a desperate need to have him inside of her.
She turned on him rapidly and drew him into her mouth, pulling his body towards her desperately. As she devoured him, her hand went down and unzipped his flies in one swift movement. Her fingers were straight inside and wrapped themselves urgently around the warmth of his hard cock. He took her firmly by the wrist and removed her hand, breaking away from their embrace. Her cheeks were flushed, she was breathing hard and felt suddenly disoriented as she looked up into his eyes, searching understanding. He smiled back at her. "So?"
"Oh my God, I'm your slut Jack," she beamed.
"I want you too, Lia, but we can't do this here, only up there." His eyes motioned up to the glass ceiling. "This is simply the spectator's gallery. You often spoke to me of your exhibitionist tendencies," he raised his eyebrow questioningly, then fixed them back on hers.
She hesitated. Her heart thumped like a hammer in her chest. She felt light headed. She had essentially been on the point of doing what he had just described anyway, but by stopping, explaining it and giving her a choice it made it much harder. She couldn't just follow her body's signals, she had to make a conscious decision. All of her senses were consumed in sexual desire though and the pull was too strong; her body was crying out to her, as her mind was left suspended in a mesmeric orgy. She reached out for his hand and took a step towards the glass elevator.
Reality was reflected back at them via a mirror on the far wall and Lia watched what seemed to be a film pass before her eyes. The actor stepping into the elevator was a tall, elegant man, his calm exterior betrayed only by the hunger in his eyes and the bulge in his crotch. The actress next to him was shorter by a head and shapelier, the curves highlighted to perfection in the teasing semi-transparency of black dentelle that enshrined her. Her long, dark hair fell over her shoulders, the Asian slant of her eyes only partially concealing the burning at which mystics proclaimed to be the gateway to one's soul. The actor pushed the up button and the elevator jolted into life.
The elevator doors opened and they stepped out.
"Shall we get a drink, Lia?"
Her eyes were everywhere and nowhere. He took her by the hand and led her forwards.
Sat upon the barstool, she took a deep swig of her drink. He had known to order her a glass of red wine without asking.
Over on the divan, two men had their women bent over the backrest and were taking them hard from behind. A man approached from the other side and unzipped; he started masturbating in front of the foursome. After a few minutes, he had edged closer, hence presenting himself in front of one of those bent over. She took the hint and wrapped her lips around him.
"I'd like you to do that to my cock, Lia."
"What? Here?" She looked up her dark eyes meeting his, searchingly.
His lips curled up into a smile. "I've never done anything like this either you know," he continued, although she wasn't sure that she believed him.
"Let's start with you though," he continued. He reached into his pocket and flicked the switch. She was so aroused already that she had to stifle her moan. "I think we can turn it off now." He was enjoying teasing her. "I'm going to take the beads out too."
He went down onto his haunches in front of her and, after overpowering the reflex resistance, spread her legs. The couple next to them looked on. He approached his head, pushing his nose up against her panties and felt the dampness, which immediately caused his cock to twitch. He inhaled deeply what had only been in his imagination over their video chats. He pulled the damp gusset to one side and took in the sweet lips, the moisture glimmering in the lights. He let his tongue run up excruciatingly slowly, from the very base of her lips, up through the middle, his tongue pushing up inside along the way and continuing right up to her clit.
He pulled away and angled his head to look at the result. She looked back down at him, willing him to continue as her hands ran through his hair. He licked his lips unconsciously as he gradually removed the beads, watching as her labia parted and recontracted as each sphere popped out, one by one. He looked back up into her dark eyes as he sucked on the beads. The couple next to them had started touching each other, as they openly watched on. His hand was up her top and her hand arched behind her back and down the front of his jeans.
Despite having spoken of it often with Jack, Lia had never actually exposed herself publicly. While she felt extremely self-conscious, the natural fear was transcended by a sudden and overwhelming feeling of desperation; to cum. She pulled Jack's head to her pussy urgently and moaned out. As she did so, a tall woman, with long dark hair and electric blue eyes invited herself into the mêlée. She stroked Lia's face with her palm. Lia arched her head back, looked at the stunning woman, just inches from her face and communicated her willingness. The woman wasted no time in locking lips and put her hand straight on Lia's ample breast.
In parallel, Jack feasted on her soaking cunt, slurping and sucking, like a man possessed, her writhing only encouraging him further. He sucked on her clit as his tongue circled it. At the same time, he started fucking her with two fingers.
Here she was, in an erotic club in a far-off European city, her legs spread for all to see, Jack on the point of sending her over the edge, her breasts hanging out over her sophisticated dentelle dress, kissing a woman as the couple next to them were getting off on the scene, not to mention others who were simply out of her field of vision. It was insane and intense and she was already set to squirt all over Jack. With one hand she gripped the back of her new female partner's hair and pushed her down to service her nipples, with the other she gripped Jack's head, as if willing it to actually enter inside her body.
Through her squinted eyes she looked onto the people on the divan. One of the men was now positioning himself to enter his woman anally, as the other had pulled out of his partner completely and was at that moment shooting streams of cum all over her ass. Between the physical sensations, the visual stimulation and the unbelievable situation in which she found herself, Lia let go, her body trembled and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut as a wonderful wave of wellbeing swept through her.
She opened her eyes again and gazed upon this surreal, sexual playground that she found herself in. The couple next to them met her gaze and smiled encouragingly, like supporters of a sporting match having born witness to a special moment. She smiled back.
Their female companion had broken away from Lia's breast. Jack got to his feet, his mouth gleaming in sex and kissed Lia intensely, letting her taste her own sweetness. The woman with the blue eyes swept around, behind Jack, wrapped her arms around him, and between the couple, and unzipped his flies.
She released his length from its confines and immediately started to stroke up and down his swollen member. Jack and Lia broke away from their embrace.
"Mi chiamo Emanuela," she smiled conspiratorially at Lia, from over Jack's shoulder. "You me help," she continued in her heavy Italian accent, as she maintained the rhythmic movements of her hand up and down his length.
"He dirty. You clean?"
Lia reflexively covered her breasts again with her dress
"No, don't. I want to see them, baby," Jack intervened, "as I'm sure many others here do too!"
She pulled her breasts back out over her dress and gave them a playful squeeze, casting a coquettish glimpse over Jack before getting down on her knees in front of him - and incidentally, the other witnesses to the spectacle. As Emanuela continued wanking his cock, Lia wrapped her mouth around the head and sucked on it enthusiastically.
He had been thinking of little else for the past few weeks, as he planned and thought out all the finer details and even his normally very healthy libido had achieved new peaks of intensity. Jack caressed her hair, closed his eyes and smiled in satisfaction at how his crazy idea had come to fruition. As the two women worked in tandem and picked up the pace he grabbed Lia's hair more forcefully and pulled her into him, fucking her willing mouth. She gagged, tears welled reactively in her eyes but she stuck to her task religiously, determined to feel his cum dribble down her throat.
The blue-eyed woman then cut short the moment, pulling his trousers completely off. He instinctively opened his eyes and was surprised by the little crowd that had formed itself around them.
"Manu, help the man out," a voice encouraged - it seemed that she was a regular here.
Jack felt a soft hand slip up between his legs. They gently caressed his balls, before giving them a short yank.
A strangled "Aaahh," escaped his lips.
A finger slipped between his tight cheeks and started to massage his bud. His leaking length twitched in response and Lia sucked down harder, letting her tongue roll circles over the back of his sensitive head. He was amazed he had held out so long and in a sudden desperation to let it all out, he pushed back onto Emanuela's finger, encouraging her to do what she inevitably did.
"Oh fuck," he cried out, as his back arched, his head looked up at the ceiling and stream after stream of his milky fluid emptied itself onto Lia's face, in her hair, down onto her ample breasts and down her sublime new dress.
He smiled to himself. "Fuck me, I haven't cum like that in forever!"
Lia was fully immersed in the moment; she rubbed his cum all over her breasts and only when she looked up did she remember where she was.
If someone had told Lia the state that she had found herself in a week ago, she would never have believed it. Even if photographic evidence had been presented, she would have dismissed it as some clever and slanderous photoshopping. And yet sometimes our physical desire is simply stronger than any logical reasoning.
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My parents and I lived in a college town in the 1980s. Dad worked in a local manufacturing plant, and mom stayed home. When I was 16 years old a new family moved into the neighborhood right after Christmas. The family consisted of a man, woman and small boy not quite two years old. The man, Greg, worked at the local university and was also an organizer for a large union in town. He appeared to be about 40 years old, and was 6 feet tall and 170 pounds. Overall, he was an average looking guy, but...
Dedicated with much love and affection to a special person. The skein of geese swept low down the river, wildly honking as they talked amongst themselves. The leader was too busy piloting to chat. Eyeing the bridge ahead, he swept majestically upwards, taking the group up, over, and then swooping down the other side and out of sight. Distant splashing told the tale of their arrival further downstream. Shortly they would wade ashore and start grazing as they fed in the warmth of the late...
About two weeks after our first time by the pool, John invited me out to his cabin for the weekend. School had just ended, so I agreed. It wasn't much of a question really, since I hadn't seen his mom Suzanne since, either. After what happened last time, I couldn't wait to see her again. So I packed up my bag and hit the road.When I knocked oh John's door, Suzanne answered. "Hey, Dave! Long time no see!" she said with a wink."Yeah, not since that day in the pool!" I replied with a grin. Just...
MILFNatalia Queen for so long has dreamed of what it would feel like to have a large black cock penetrating the walls of her tight little pussy! So many times she has sat there using her large black dildo to fulfill her fantasies but just once she would like to feel a real hard cock throbbing and growing larger within her wet self. She can barely contain herself cumming all over her toy and then before she knows it she finds a real cock choking her out as it tries to throat fuck her! Finally her...
xmoviesforyouThis was the third time I was meeting Xena. I was having an affair with her and I had kept it a secret from my wife. What do I say? I was addicted to her or rather my cock was addicted to her pussy. And she was naughty as hell so I enjoyed doing things with her of sexual nature. I don’t feel bad having an affair with a hot escort like Xena. Once, she invited me to her apartment and she had a “friend†there. I fingered both of them and licked their pussy alternatively. It was a big success for...
Extra Marital AffairMy heart beat was rapid. It had been a long time since I have been touched like this. His strong hands rubbed my shoulders. I could feel his breath on my neck. Feeling the moisture of his soft lips on my neck my knees began to quiver and my pussy moistened. He wrapped the scarf around my eyes tying it tightly around my head. I couldn’t see a thing through the dark scarf, not even shadows. Taking two fingers he placed them around my jaw, opening my mouth wide. Something limp and soft entered...
Cali is a very important Business Woman, so important in fact that she needs a Personal Assistant/ Body Guard. Prince is her body guard who doesn’t realize there’s some extra assistant work to do for his hot boss. Cali also has important After Hours chores for him to do…….. So she has him come over after work to go over some “Numbers” with her, the first thing she goes over is her Bust Size, followed by his Penis Size, followed by lots of awesome hot nasty...
xmoviesforyouCato knew what it was about. He’d been having sex with one of the slaves. Artemis. Beautiful, friendly, honest. Yet, his father had forbidden having sex with family property. His friends did it, but not Quintus, the consul of Rome. He had his own rules. Cato sucked in spring air as he made his way to the outhouse. He wondered what his father would say. How angry would he be? Cato loved Artemis. He knew it, deep down in his very soul. She was a slave. He could never marry her. As the third...
//Hey, das ist meine erste Geschichte hier. Ich freue mich über euer ehrliches Feedback, Tipps und Hinweise von eurer Seite aus. Ihr könnt gerne eigene Kapitel hinzufügen wenn ihr Ideen habt. Ihr könnt mir auch gerne eure Wünsche schreiben, dass ich sie in die Geschichte mit einbauen kann. Natürlich ist das alles nur eine Geschichte und erscheint manchmal etwas unrealistisch. Der Kern der Geschichte soll, wie der Titel schon sagt, eine kleine Party von 3 Geschwisterpaaren sein, die etwas...
The windows were open but the apartment was already warm on that Sunday morning in August. I watched as Shirley climbed into bed with me, anxious to see what she had in mind. We were on our sides, facing each other. It wasn't like her to be sexually aggressive but I wasn't complaining. Being in the shower with her the day before had opened my eyes; she had been transformed into an untamed savage, taking what she wanted. Shirley held up her hand and I acknowledged that she was wearing the...
Hi this is regular reader of iss and my name is Shekhar and I have done my graduation and now preparing for government services exam and this story is not a fiction but this is a real sex between me and my sister. Baat us samay ki hain jab Mein 10th class me padhta tha meri gandi aadat lag gayi mastram jaisi kahniya padhne ki mere dost mujhe bhut saare kitabe lake dete the gandi gandi ek baar galti se mein wo book padhte padhte so gaya Aur meri behan suman jo ki mere se 2 saal badi hain usne...
Hello dosto, kaise ho aap sab log? Mai sahil 25 year old, meri slut wife nazia 23, ham dono ek hi company me job karte hai. Ye meri wife ki kahani. Kaise wo ek simple lady se ek chuddakkad randi ban jati hai. Kaise wife ki virgin gand me lund gusta hai mere samne. Hamara nikah 6 month pahle hua tha aur ham dono ek acchi citi me rehte. Meri wife nazia, gora rang, lambe baal, badi gand aur bade boobs, nose ring aur dressing. Ye sab jize kisi ka bhi khada karde. Hamari sex life mast chal rahi thi....
Last weekend I came home from a week away for work and as I walked in the house my wife greeted me naked as she stays naked when home. She was very excited to see me and said she had a surprise for me. I said ok what is it. She said remember the waitress at the restaurant that we had at the steak house 2 weeks ago. I said yes why. Well what was the tip you gave her? I said yes I gave her a large tip and your thong and our number. Well she called me and wanted to talk to me so while you were...
Across town, Marnie was far from relaxed. She was very, very pissed off. She lit a cigarette and poured a glass of wine. Taking a deep drag on her cigarette, Marnie sucked it deeply into her lungs before expelling an angry cloud of smoke. She hadn’t bought Anderson’s excuse at all. Usually, when she had been away, he was right there ready for her, begging for it. Marnie knew Anderson well and, for good measure, she had sent a text to Toby’s girlfriend Karen, asking if she fancied coming round...
InterracialHey, everyone! This is a return to an old friend of mine, an alter-ego character of sorts. I would like to give special thanks to the long- time fan who gave me the inspiration for this story (and who is featured as a character herself). I reserve all commercial and electronic rights, so don't copy without my permission, OK? And hopefully, this is typo free. =) KAYLA AND TRACY: THE LAYOVER By Brett Lynn Kayla and Tracy strode across the marble-floored lobby, their...
The Amazing Mrs Jordache by Bi-Bill (London UK)________________________________________________________________________________The Amazing Mrs JordacheMy interest in CP began when I was a very young girl and it was all down to the Amazing Mrs Jordache. Since that time over ten years ago now, I myself have practiced CP on my own c***dren and I find it a great deterrent to misbehaviour as well a great builder of moral strength and character.When I was very young two friends of mine, who were...
This story is purely fictional (I wish it wasn't but it is) it contains m/f sex if this upsets you or you’re a minor I ask that you don’t read on. My name has been changed and these stories are not true just my fantasies which i put on display for others. Thank you. Hi my name is John. I am a 16 year old and a bbw lover. This story happens to involve a story containing me and my teacher whose name is miss O’Hara. She is gorgeous she has long red hair blue eyes is about 5'8" (about my height)...
EroticThe fancy dress party was in full swing as the Hunchback walked through the door of the night club, none of the other people seem to noted him as there more famous monsters in there five and sixes vampires all with chalk white faces and gelled back hair, ghosts of many shapes and colours and many other creations from angles to nylon wearing nuns each dancing, swinging and at the bar drinking, added to the waiters and other bar staff dressed in the same way it was easy of the Hunchback to go...
Being a University Student – Part 2 As we sat down in the cab, Sophia seemed different. She seemed edgy, cold and wasn’t making any sort of eye contact. I placed my hand on top of hers to comfort her and find out what was wrong, but she pulled away. Completely confused, I thought about what we had done that night. Starting from the first moment we met to the kiss we shared outside the club. Nothing came to me. The whole night had just seemed so perfect. ‘It was too good to be true,’ was the one...
Authors note: This is a true story; I knew both Al and Joyce (not their real names). Before they moved away Al was a complete cuckold. Joyce was truly a cum slut. If you liked this I can continue telling you of their 18 month relationship with John. Please give me some feedback. Al and Joyce had purchased a three-story condo in the city. As the entire unit need renovation it worked out well for Al, being a security geek, he had to have every room wired for sound and video. He had it hooked up...
Radical Empathy By Akira Marx Part 2: It's trite to say it, and I really hate these cliches, but it was love at first sight. Of course it was, I was an eighteen year old guy away from home for the first time. I had one thing on my mind and it wasn't the physics lab I had in a half hour. Maybe lust at first sight would be more appropriate, but that makes this sound tawdry. Let's just settle on an overwrought reveal instead: Cue the spotlight. Hit the fan. Give me the soft focus,...
Hi friends main dobara aapko apni ek or story sunane ja rahaan hu.ye baat aaj se 7 saal pahele ki hain jab main apne mama ji ke yahaan gaya hua tha mere mama ji ki ladki jo ki mujse 4 saal badi hain yeh story merei or uski saheli sapna ki hain hua yu ki main mere mama ji ke ladke saath subha uski shop per chala gaya mere mama ji or mami ji dono govt. service per hain .or meri sister college chali gayi main akela tha is karan main brother ke sath shop per chala gaya.or jab 1 baje maine meri...
I started working part time at Andover men’s shoes when I was in high school. When I graduated I moved up to full time and after several years was promoted to store manager. Andover shoes is a small retail chain operation catering to upscale business men. I’ve sold my share of wing tips over the years. The staff consists of a manager, his assistant and a couple part timers for the busy seasons. When you work at Andover you get used to being alone and lonely. Andover shoes has a small sales...
Candice Parker - Part 4 Chapter 11 - Veronica in Wonderland The following morning, Candice awoke to the beeping of her alarm clock, which she hadn't set. Startled, she immediately sat straight up. She instantly and clearly recalled every word that was said, every secret that was shared, every weakness that was exposed. "The wine hit me pretty hard, but the tea must've kept my memory clear," she opined. She had been undressed by Ms. Rockwell, who saw her drunk and naked. Candice...
By: 4everhorny After we finished the doctor’s appointment she asked me to take her to a specific place which I knew was her regular shop for lingerie. We reached there in about an hour’s time because of the traffic. During the drive I asked why she removed her bra and she said because the doctor told her to stop wearing it because it was excessively tight now and to buy new ones. We entered the shop and most of the assistants were familiar with mom and welcomed us with the usual warm smiles...
This is a TRUE story!! It all started with a visit to a couples chatroom. Hubby & I got talking to another couple & soon started talking dirty. "What would you do to me?", C asked. "I would slowly start kissing & caressing you, running my hand under your top to feel your fantastic nipples" I replied. MMMMMM, came the answer. "And then what?" she asked. "I'd like to stroke & lick them & get them all hard while you do the same to me. Then I'd stroke your pussy through your...
Hi I’m Rahul contact me on in this part and I nailed another beautiful homely Aunty named Chitra Aunty. She was around 42 yrs old and lived with her husband who was a clerk in my father’s office. She used to come to my house to chat with my mother and also used to talk with me sometimes. She was a very religious woman. I liked her behaviour very much and thought why not make her my next woman. One day while I was going through the pictures taken in a function organized at our house and I...
IncestThe skies were growing dark, as I walked out of the modest airport, toward the sweet little convertible that would be my vehicle for my week back at the place I'd never thought I'd return to in a million years - Baybridge, the sleepy little subdivision on the eastern shore of Florida. It wasn't that I'd been some victim of bullying, pushed into lockers, had false stories told about me, or even been not well-liked at school. The truth was, I had my friends, I enjoyed my (largely) AP and Honor...
Hi iss this is Abdul from Trichy. I am going to share my real sex experience with my cousin sister [Amreen]. I am normal guy studying engineering in Trichy. This happened few days back when my study holiday for exam. She is quite beauty and good looking. She is 4yrs elder to me. Her husband camp in Dubai he visit only once in the year for 30 days leave. Coming to story, she came to Trichy for week to enjoy with my family. I have respect in her because she cares for me so much so we are...
Incest“Don’t forget to pack your underwear, George.” Julie opened the top drawer of George’s dresser and took out his white briefs. She hadn’t ever thought much about them, but she held one up. She couldn’t help comparing it to the underwear she’d helped Daniel purchase. Daniel’s had that sexy pouch for all that junk he carried around. It hugged his body to accentuate his manhood. George’s underwear looked like it was made for a child. She tossed several pairs into George’s suitcase. “You sure...
When Tom thought the time was right he put both his hands up and gestured to the crowd for them to be seated so he could continue. A few minutes later and the room was silent again as Tom cleared his throat once more and carried on. “Thankyou all very much for that great show of support but I would now like to invite my two Lifestyle Nudist companions to come up onto the stage with me and I hope you will all show them the same level of support and encouragement.” Belinda and Jamie looked at...
Willa had been raised in one of those Christian sects where men completely dominated women and she never learned about her potential as a human being. She was married off, thinking it was the way things were supposed to be done, to an older man who continued the male domination. Sex wasn’t a pleasant experience, being not of her own volition and just a brief experience to empty his prostate. She felt that it was one of the things that the Bible said you had to endure. One of the few things she...
Hey you guys, this is my first attempt at romance so thank you for reading and please feel free to vote, leave me a comment. I didn’t want to rush into the sex part of this story I wanted to build on David and Carrie’s relationship first so if you are looking for a wham bam look elsewhere. As always thank you so much! * Carrie threw the local paper down with disgust, they hadn’t published her story again! She pushed back from the table, her chair making a loud scraping noise that caused Max...
Alexis I'm above him, my hips are moving against his body, the light glistening on his stomach. But my eyes are staring into his—his dark sad eyes. They don't look sad now though. They're burning into my soul. What's that look? Hunger? Desire? My body aches so good, and I throw my head back groaning. It's early, but I need to be back at Ray's by eight. I groan and rub the sleep out of my eyes and allow Death Cab to serenade me awake. "Yeah," I grumble. "I'd follow him into the...
The camera shutter captured it: an awkward gazelle astride a lion. In reverse, her porcelain thighs opened, crimson lips snug around his shaft. Slender, beautiful with scattered tresses of fiery hair, she came to a halt.A nagging suspicion is one thing, ignoring my intuition is something else.“Amy, this isn’t your fantasy is it?”Apple-cheeked, a timid shake of her head followed. Playing on their cadence, unhurried heels clipped the parquet floor. As a shadowy presence, it darkened her...
FemdomSixteen-year-old Barbara Jean was a pretty blond with flawless skin, blue eyes, and a hot little body. There wasn’t a man in town that didn’t get a boner at just the mention of her name. After all, most of those boners had, at one time or another, found their way into Barbara Jean’s mouth.It all started back in high school when Barbara Jean was a cheerleader and was dating the football team’s star quarterback, Todd Johnson. Things got kind of hot and heavy one night in the back of Todd’s car...
Oral SexMegan fidgeted while Emory, Arthur and Erin talked. Sure, she was interested in what they were talking about, but she was more worried about Richard. After what seemed like the hundredth time of glancing at the stairs, Arthur finally took pity on her and said, "My lady, I am sure Richard is resting comfortably. However, I am also sure that he would be most grateful for your company." With little more than a quick "Bye," Megan hurried off to check on Richard. Once at the top of the...
Jimmy O'Rourke sat on the living room couch as he and his parents watched the movie of the week. It was a hot summer night and the O'Rourke's apartment didn't have air conditioning. The outdated wiring of the old Brooklyn apartment house just couldn't handle the load. Instead the 16 year old had to settle for sitting around in his gym shorts and trying to cool off with the large fan over in the corner. The movie was pretty boring, but his mother seemed to enjoy it. His father had dozed...
~~Eric~~ “Were you trying to make me jealous the whole night?” he said. Jessy laughed as she closed his door behind them. Back in his apartment, she reached down, threw off her high heels, literally, and jumped onto the couch. Kat sat upon the couch’s back, and meowed in greeting. Jessy meowed back. “I am a walking, talking embodiment of hotness, Eric. Last thing I’d ever feel the need to do, is make you jealous. I am God’s gift to you, to make up for your shitty life from before.” As...
March 15th 12:07pm – Case # 9857321 – Theft – Suspect and Mother were caught on surveillance trying to conceal expensive merchandise. LP officer had heard of this duo from recent robberies across town. Suspects were apprehended, and younger suspect was questioned first. With the heat put on, suspect eventually gave her mother up, who had a record. In order to spare these thieves jail time, LP officer made sure to provide them with something that would deter them from theft...
xmoviesforyouThen we entered a park, and then went to washroom. We had a nice and pleasant walk there holding and hugging each other and we left. We again kissed in the car and I loved each and every bit of that day. I was madly and truly in love with him and was ready to give myself completely to him. That night I fantasized him and felt my nipples getting red and erect by his thoughts. Oh god I loved it all. Then I had my Bro visiting Hyderabad and for a week I was totally with him, we went to relatives...
It all started with a group dare, and led to so much more. (F/F/F/F/F, First time Lesbian sex, sex toys.)There were five of us in total: Myself, Amy, Grace, Lynne, and Jenna.The time was nearly 11:00 at night, the sun having set a few hours earlier in the night, leaving us all slightly buzzed sitting around Jennas apartment. We had been talking about men for the good part of an hour, and by the time we all were sobering up, truth or dare had begun. The truths were small things at first, though...
"Hey dweeb," Gwen said as she carried her food to the table in the rustbucket and set her bowls down, "take your feet off the table. Do you have any idea how gross that is?" "How can you say I'm gross when you eat something like that?" Ben asked as he took his stockinged feet off the table without taking his eyes off his handheld video game, he put his shoulder against the wall as grandpa Max took the off ramp just a little to fast. "I mean, who eats sauerkraut and strawberry ice...
This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement, hopefully yours as well as mine. It originally formed part of what was to be a trilogy, recounting the same events from the point of view of each of the participants. Sadly, it didn’t work, so I’ve taken Meg’s part, tidied it up and present it here, hopefully for your enjoyment. * * * * * I met Mike at a party. Actually, he rescued me. The football jock I went with got too interested in the booze that was available and tried to...
Hi folks, here's another tale of love gone wrong. Another somebody done somebody wrong song ... I mean story. Anyway this time, you'll be helping me out with the ending. Nope I'm not doing that two endings thing, because some of you hate that. I'll explain how we're doing this at the end of the story. But for now. Thanks to Mikothebaby for everything she does. For compassion, for words of encouragement and even for kicking me in the butt when I need it and especially for editing these...
Mia Allowed DarioBy: Londebaaz Chohan This relation flourished so quickly because it started very quickly as well. Mia got a very bad cut and luckily Dario could help as a start. Here is what happened in a “Brief detail”!It was a Saturday afternoon and they had planned a dinner and drinks get together. Dario was to get the grill going with different meats sizzling while Mia was supposed to get the desserts. As Dario walked in his kitchen from the backyard he heard a loud smash of a glass...
Tuesday: At 2:00 AM Candy woke up screaming. She must have been making a lot of noise before she actually awoke, because both her father and mother were at either side of her. In her sleep she had relived her rape but this time instead of the nine teachers it was all the boys from the football team, the basketball team, the track team, and the baseball team. About 200 boys in all and instead of only fucking in one hole or another all 200 fucked her in mouth, pussy, and ass. Both her mother...
"What the..." The figure moved back through the outer door to the service panel in the access way and moved the large main power lever down and then back up. "Blast this piece of mother-loving junk!" The figure moved back into the inner airlock doorway and removed its helmet. A tremendous mop of long red hair fell out of the helmet and cascaded down her shoulders. The flashlight built into the right forearm came on and a lighted fist scanned the room. "All right. I know there's...
As plans went, mine sucked the big one! Lying in the back seat of a 1970's Monte Carlo, the prize possession of Morgan's uncle, I chose to blame it on Candice. Keeping my secrets was of the utmost importance; Candice rode lead on that since I showed her what couldn't be done to me. I had very little experience coming up with shit on my own. "We're almost there," Morgan said. "Try to time the light." I had sent her out of the room while I pulled up the maps to my destination. She did...
It reached the end of March and after coaching cricket at the school as well as Krystal's brother on a Saturday and occasional Sunday, I had managed to save away some decent money for a student. With the pocket money my parents still gave me I had just over R7500 in my bank account. The first semester of 2nd year was going well although still being single I wasn't getting as much sex as last year, although I had slept with both Caitlyn and Cassi a few times as well as once with Krystal and...
I love my wife but she would be the first to admit that she has a naughty streak that demands attention. On our honeymoon she explained that she needed a strong hand to control her and that she wanted to be spanked whenever she misbehaved; the harder the better. Clearly, my beautiful,blushing bride was very kinky and spanking was her biggest turn on.She reads romance novels: The Cowboy and the Schoolmarm, The Pirate and the Beautiful, Young Stowaway, The Handsome Teacher and the Naughty...
Spanking"Hey guys, over here! I'm sure I saw her go this way," the man carrying a flashlight cried out. The pretty naked blonde did her best to hide behind some bushes as other men came running to join the first one. Their flashlights pierced the darkness of Island Park in Ottawa, searching for their prey. Vicky would not have minded if there were only a few men, but this time there were dozens of them after her. She cringed as she thought about what had brought her to be here. Vicky had a real...
Pruett had parked the van on Ocean Drive, and was sitting there watching the girls sauntering by. Tony was buying a twelve pack of Budweiser. Pruett noted that every girl passing by eyed the Girls Gone Wild logo on the side of the van. He stepped out and stood by the passenger side door smiling at them. The first two girls passing by just giggled, and kept walking. The next, a group of five stopped, and began bantering with him, feeling secure in their greater number. Pruett offered them...