Soixante Trois Airlines part 1
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I decided to take advantage of the situation and first watch you get the spanking you so well deserved for disturbing me at work.
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The surprise on both of your faces was priceless when I told our ultra-feminine Dominatrix to pull up your skirt before putting you over her knees for a necessary spanking. Your eyes quickly lowered showing your embarrassment, while hers shined with delight!
My chair had already been placed right in front of the bed while she followed my every command. She moved so comfortably to the edge of the bed in preparation that it looked as if spankings were a known practice of hers. You slowly did what you were told, but now your eyes were locked on mine as you crawled across her lap.
Your panty covered bottom was round and accentuated on top of her knees. Sort of like the cherry on top of a sundae. It was perfectly within spanking range of her hand. My front row seat had me anticipating my next order.
“Pull down her panties now, so I am able to watch her bottom redden as you spank both of her cheeks. She deserves to get a very sore bottom, and she knows it. Don’t you?”
You nodded with hesitation while our dominant mistress eyed me. She used her fingernails to teasingly pull down your panties, and expose your very white bottom to me. Her moves were sensual and dramatic.
With my mouth open, I watched while you bit your lip. It was easy to see your bottom pinching tightly.
My breath was on pause. Rightfully, you wiggled from the discomfort of having your bottom knowingly viewed by us both. By this time, you had been prepped to receive a well-deserved paddling from this sensual stranger.
I knew it was important that you finally learn what would happen when you didn’t follow my directions. This was as good a time as any to learn that lesson.
You hadn’t realized how serious I was. A nod to my hot hired-hand gave her permission to begin the punishment. With fire in her eyes and a smirk of enjoyment on her lips, she began spanking your bottom. Her breasts hung close to your bare bottom as I viewed her cleavage with each swing. It was a beautiful site.
My cock got harder as your shouts sounded. I knew these sounds were more a reaction to the complete humiliation than to the pain of these initial strikes.
Your body wriggled each time her hand landed solidly. It was mesmerizing. I watched your bottom jiggle and continue to heat up with her bosoms just above. I wondered how wet your pussy was getting.
So embarrassed that I was watching, you grabbed a pillow close by and buried your face while she continued to rapidly spank both of your cheeks. I could still hear your muffled shouts escape through the pillows as our assertive beauty diligently paddled on. She seemed to be getting great pleasure giving you your punishment.
Witnessing you receive your spanking was long overdue. Surprisingly, it was also the first time I could see the appeal of this kind of discipline. In fact, it was completely arousing! I didn’t know how excited it would make me just to watch your body wriggle in response to getting spanked. Seeing her feminine manicured hands land on your bare bottom, along with your body's reactions to their sting just inches away, made it abundantly clear. It was electrifying, and I wanted to see more.
Lost in the burn that was building, your pillow fell to the side. Catching glimpses of your facial expressions made it obvious this punishment encompassed both pain and pleasure. After several minutes of giving you the sore bottom you deserved, I realized your sounds and the view of your body’s wiggles while laying over her lap was like a living, sensual art form. It gave me a smile that I couldn’t quite explain.
My surrogate spanker seemed to be enjoying herself as well. She stopped and looked up at me with a rascally smile on her face, and then we both stared at your well-reddened backside.
So turned on, I realized my breathing was heavy, and my lips were dry. The fact that she would do whatever I wanted gave me a relishing control to direct every move with only your response a mystery. I knew, if I did it right, we would spy a level of satisfaction that would make all three of us vibrate.
It was time for my next direction. I ordered our Dom to lightly tickle your now tender bottom.
"Though a bit noisy, you took your punishment well. I hope you’ve learned that I’m serious about your following my instructions.”
You looked up and into my eyes. Your pouty lip showed coy and sorry. It screamed for my attention, but I had other plans first. You watched me lean down and pull a tube of anal lube along with an emerald colored jeweled butt plug from my bag. Your matching green eyes went from subdued to wide awake, and I heard a sound of partial disapproval leave your lips.
My Dom put an immediate end to that by giving your bottom ten additional paddles. You had no choice but to stop immediately.
Once your pouting session was over, I requested her hand. I squeezed some anal lube on her left index finger and then told her to prepare your bottom hole for the plug.
Gladly, while still over her lap, she said. "Get on your forearms and knees, and stick out your bottom.”
I wasn't sure if your fast move was fear based, or desire driven, but you did so without hesitation.
With her completely lubed finger, she began spreading your cheeks for access. This time, a moan of acceptance escaped your lips. Her hands began playing with the hole between your very hot, and colored cheeks.
Properly, you held very still as her finger circled the entrance to your anus. Your inhale stuttered as I watched your back arch. Your body happily met her finger at the entrance, it then slipped in easily. With her finger swallowed up, our Dom let out a moan of her own. Your head fell between your arms, and your bottom raised for deeper penetration. I could tell you were enjoying the invasion.
Now with your hole prepped, it was my turn. My eyes closed. Like entering a bakery, I inhaled as deeply as possible and got drenched in the scent of the room's pheromones. Mostly yours, with a side dish of our welcomed Top. It was delicious!
Asking our lovely third to hold your cheeks wide apart, I glided the plug down your entire crack. Then I leaned in even closer so I could watch as I tapped the plug on your hole. It was amazing to watch your body drink in every touch no matter its impact. I shallowly slid it in and out before you finally gulped it up.
I watched your focus as it settled into its rightful place. Your body relaxed as your Dom sighed.
Displaying your bare bottom, plugged with a green jewel, while laying across this lovely lady’s stockinged legs was breathtaking. My eyes just feasted on the view for several minutes. Calmly, you both waited for my next direction.
Strip her
“Turn her over and remove her remaining clothing. I want both of us to see her completely naked.”
It was time. I wanted a full view of your face, your shoulders, breasts, hips, and especially your smooth mound.
My directions were followed to a tee. You lay flat on your back with your legs just wide enough for my surrogate to sit between.
Exposed, beautiful and almost serene, we smiled at the view. You shifted as if you could feel our eyes drink in every inch of your body. Though out of view, I knew your bottom was tender.
“Bottom sore? Did I make my point abundantly clear?”
You turned your head and nodded with a submissive look in your eyes. I wondered how wet your pussy had gotten so far. It was certainly time to find out.
She fingered your pussy
As if she could read my mind, our brunette Dominant asked if she could stick her fingers inside you to check your wetness.
“What a good idea."
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I feel like I’m in an episode of The Twilight Zone. The hotel room I shared with my boyfriend just last night has been invaded by his uncle and former aunt. Mere hours after Kyle left me to join the pro tennis circuit, I have fucked his uncle, and now his ex-aunt is putting the moves on me. Surreal doesn’t even begin to describe it. Leslie’s lips are tasting mine, her tongue has invaded my mouth and her hands are roaming: one has reached behind me to cup my ass and the other is fondling my...
Introduction: The story continues with more inner battles for Tori. Wednesday morning I woke up and when I realized it was the day of another freshman football game I felt a little happiness as I knew I got to wear my practice uniform to school. I managed to get out of bed a little quicker then the last few days and took a shorter shower. My mom must have remembered too because when I got out of the shower my practice uniform was hanging up on the outside of the closet door freshly pressed...
Sarah and I chatted on the way home from seeing Mike and Maria. We both agreed we had enjoyed it and wanted to do more. I would really fancy seeing Mike fuck you said Sarah. Maria did a good job cleaning my pussy out after he came in me – I think it will be fun having her eat me. I want to see how different it is being sucked off by a woman – yes, and sucking her off too. We were still randy when we do got home. We were in bed naked within seconds, kissing, sucking, licking each other. I sank...
Whilst reminiscing recently about my sexual exploits at Uni, I realised that I wanted to relive some of them. Can’t really do that, so I thought I’d get it down on paper and share it with you. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoyed doing it! During my first year at Uni, I lived in a huge run-down house. Each room had high ceilings and windows, and some, including mine had its own fuel burning fire. I found out about the house from a French friend who lived there at the time....
Group SexContinuation of my Clubbing Fantasy Time stands still. In the distance I hear the soft music of the radio, the occasional car as it passes not far from the window. The perfume of sex hangs palatably in the air as all four of us savor the moment. I lick my lips as I look up at Jason. His eyes closed, breathing returning to normal. I then glance down to see a twinkle in Magda's eyes as she drains my cock of it's pent up juice. I feel Frank's cock soften as he gently pulls out...
It was while I was dating my Native American fiancée, Jill. We have had a number of dates with heavy petting, feeling her pussy and my dick at various places like cars, at the theater, in the park, etc. This particular evening we were at her parent's singlewide mobile home. We visited a while, and shared a few slices of cake and ice cream. Her parents went to bed early to give us some time together. Now this home has an open kitchen/living room plan, with the couch set so one could see...