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Here is the story of how I seduced my beautiful blonde friend, Amy. We were both eighteen at the time, and in our first year at college.

It was the start of my first proper lesbian relationship and my second relationship involving BDSM. This all happened a few years ago, but thankfully I wrote detailed diaries about what happened at the time.

In retrospect, there is a lot that still makes me smile, and a few things that I regret... but let's leave that aside for now. Why don't we start at the beginning?

**

My heart thumped in my chest. A battle raged within me. I was torn between my nervousness and my desire. As my friends began to file out of the common room towards their afternoon lectures, I took a deep breath. I was going to be alone with Amy. Alone to talk to her. Alone to flirt with her. Alone to make a move... if, of course, I was brave enough to actually do it.

And was I brave enough? I simply didn't know. As I waited for the crowd to filter away, tension started to pull through my muscles. I shifted in my seat and adjusted my short white dress. Should I take the safe option of doing nothing? Or should I take a dangerous step into the unknown? I reached up to my shoulder-length red hair and twisted a strand between my fingers.

'Be strong, Katie,' I thought to myself, reciting a silent, internal pep-talk. 'Be strong, be confident, be alluring. You'll be okay.'

I looked towards the door. The last person left the room and strolled away down the university corridor. Then I looked back at Amy. She sat in the middle of one of the common room sofas. I was directly next to her, but positioned at right angles, with my knee-boot coated legs d****d across her lap. Her eyes were fixed on the TV, watching the credits of our favorite lunchtime soap opera roll down the screen. My eyes were fixed on her.

I couldn't help but drink in her beauty. It was April, and the sunlight of the English spring flooded into the room. It bounced from Amy's long, naturally blonde hair and the smooth, pale skin of her face. Her legs were clad in a pair of tight blue jeans, and a figure-hugging pink sweater clung to her torso. It molded to her slim waist and her generous, round breasts, which rose and fell with every breath she took.

Her breasts had always driven me crazy. They were eye-catchingly large, but it was their shape that really enticed me. Even beneath her clothes, I could just tell how high, firm, and delicious they were. If I hadn't wanted to sleep with her, I'd have felt jealous of her... but I did want to sleep with her, so all I felt was desire. I craved the opportunity to touch her, spank her, and play with her until she screamed my name.

What's more, recent events suggested she might actually be open to it. That's what was so exciting. Perhaps all I needed to do was coax her out of her shell.

**

One day earlier, I'd been sitting next to Amy in the student canteen. This was normal. We'd been friends since our first day on campus, roughly seven months before, but I had hoped we could be more.

I'd been attracted to her from the moment I set eyes on her. Unfortunately, I had no idea if those feelings were reciprocal. Amy was always very coy about her sexuality. I didn't know if she was attracted to girls, and even if she was, I didn't know if she was attracted to me.

Nevertheless, there were encouraging signs. As the months had passed, Amy had started to say things that were verging on flirtatious. It was a trend that I was enjoying, even though I was unsure about what it actually meant.

As we sipped down the last of our water after our meals. Amy turned and looked at me.

"I like your dress," she said.

"Thanks, Amy," I said, as a genuine smile glowed from my face. I thought it was a cute dress too: a little white sundress with orchid patterns on it.

"It's really nice," she said. "And it really shows off your body."

My smile grew wider. I stood up from my chair and spun around happily. The hem of the little dress flared out around my 5'4" body as I moved. I was glad she liked my dress. I was even gladder for her compliment about my body. I go to the gym and keep myself lean and trim. It's nice when people notice.

"You think?" I said. I cupped my hands over the material that covered my small but perky breasts, and gave Amy a seductive smile.

"Definitely," she responded.

"Maybe I should wear it more often," I said, and deliberately touched her shoulder.

"You should," she said.

She looked me up and down once more, and excitement began to flood through my body. She had to be flirting, didn't she? Or was she simply just being nice? It was hard to tell. It was always hard to tell with her.

I couldn't help but give her a little test. As I sat back down next to her, I made sure my chair was just a fraction closer to her than it had been before. It was close enough that our arms now brushed against each other. I tensed, waiting for her reaction, but she didn't move away. Our arms just stayed there. I could feel the warmth radiating from her body.

I took another sip of my water and wondered what to say next. Rather than allow myself to get nervous, I got out my notepad and began jotting down a list of books I needed from the library.

Amy leaned over to me, and I felt her head press onto my shoulder. A surge of excitement passed through me, all the way to my panties. She'd complimented my body; she hadn't moved away when I'd pressed up against her; now, she was getting more tactile. This all seemed very seemed promising.

Then she took it upon herself to tease me.

"Katie," she said, bringing her other arm around and pointing to my notes, "I've seen monkeys with better handwriting than you."

I let out a little pant of mild outrage.

"Whatever," I replied and jabbed her gently with my elbow. "Just you keep your mouth shut, young lady."

"Or what?" she said with a giggle.

"Or I'm getting my handcuffs out," I replied.

"Ooh kinky, I like it," she exclaimed, raising her head to look at me, with a big grin on her face. "Maybe I'll just have to mock your handwriting some more."

I locked eyes with her, enjoying the flirtatious tension between us.

"Look, Amy," I said. "Do you really want me to go 50 Shades of Grey on your ass?"

She laughed, "Well... I guess that was a fun read."

Then she turned pink and looked down at the table. Maybe she'd revealed more than she'd intended to. As I mentioned before, Amy didn't usually admit anything about her sexuality.

"So, you've read it?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah…" she said, with a hint of nervousness entering her voice.

I hadn't read the book myself, but I knew exactly what it was about, and the topic excited me. I was very much into BDSM - at least on the milder end of the spectrum - and had built up a little bit of experience. I liked dominating and submitting, I guess you could call me a 'switch.'

Something within me couldn't help but dig a little deeper into Amy's newly-revealed desires. I forced a calculated grin across my face.

"Well, well, well… so have you ever done any bondage, Amy?" I asked. I kept my tone light-hearted, but my question had a serious intent.

"No," she said, shaking her head. "But… I guess it's pretty hot…"

As she spoke, her words had got progressively quieter, until the word 'hot' came out as just a faint whisper. Upon finishing her sentence, a look of mild terror flicked over her face. She turned away, partly obscuring her features with her hair, and stared down at her almost-empty glass of water.

I felt a little surge of pride that she'd confided that little secret in me. I don't think she'd have said that to many people. My inkling was that she had let it slip out because, despite her obvious shyness, she knew that I was open-minded when it comes to sex. It's not like I sleep with lots of people, but I am quite vociferous when it comes to defending people for expressing their sexuality. She'd witnessed one of my rants on the subject before.

As she rotated her glass in her fingers, I leaned in and whispered into her ear, "I think you'd look hot in a spreader bar."

"Katie!" she exclaimed, almost choking as her face rapidly transformed to the color of beetroot.

Eventually, she peeked at me out of the corner of her eye with a mortified smile on her face.

I bit my lip, then winked at her, "Ha, I've got to get to the library."

I rose to my feet, then bent down to her ear and whispered, "See ya later, slave girl."

I saw her knuckles go white as she gripped her glass hard, but I didn't stay for any further reaction.

I strode out of the canteen without looking round. I delighted in the thought of Amy sitting there, red-faced and squirming. My pussy began to dampen, and I grinned, mentally congratulating myself on my flirting. It left me horny for the rest of the day.

As soon as I went to bed that night, I slipped my hand between my legs. I masturbated furiously, my mind filled with thoughts of Amy: tying her down, teasing her body, making her squeal, and making her beg. I kept on going until I brought myself to a shuddering orgasm.

In my post-orgasmic bliss, I couldn't help but wonder if I could turn my fantasy into a reality. Amy had reacted so well earlier, and the thought of being with her sexually seemed so tantalizingly close. Maybe I just needed to play my cards right.

**

Back in the common room, I opened my mouth, then closed it again. I was trying to think of the right words. I desperately wanted to steer the conversation back to the kinkiness of the day before.

Then a thought struck me.

"So, have you finished your essay yet?" I said, absolutely knowing that she hadn't. I'd overheard her earlier that day, saying that she was struggling to even start it.

"Ah no," she said, and turned to look at me, "I keep letting myself get distracted."

"Bad girl," I said with a grin. Then poked her thigh gently with one of my heels, making her body jump. "You need to be punished."

She sighed and looked like she was trying to hold back a smile.

"Katie… you keep making these remarks..." she said.

"Because I know you love it," I replied.

"Whatever," she said with a laugh.

I allowed myself a little laugh too, then put on a slightly sterner face.

"So would it actually turn you on to get tied up?" I said.

"Katie!" She exclaimed, then went pink and turned to face the TV.

"It's okay," I said. "You know I'm pretty open about this stuff, you can tell me if you want."

She started breathing deeply, keeping her eyes fixed on the TV, but clearly not watching it.

"Okay… maybe… yeah… it does," she said, raising a hand and gripping the collar of her sweater. "Don't say anything to our friends, though. Please."

"Of course, I won't tell them," I said, "but, I know what you mean, it is pretty hot."

She seemed to sigh a little sigh of relief, her fingers un-clenching her collar slightly.

"Have you ever done it?" she asked.

"Yeah," I smiled, "a little bit of bondage is awesome."

She seemed even more relieved, so I decided to probe a little further.

"So, what else are you into? Spanking? Blindfolds?" I said.

Suddenly her fingers gripped her collar even tighter than they had before. She breathed heavily, and her cheeks went very pink. I almost thought she was going to run away and hide under a rock.

I tried to reassure her further, "It's okay, I'm not going to judge. There's loads of kinky stuff that I'm into."

She paused for a while then said, "What the hell… okay… if we're going to go there… umm… yeah, spanking… blindfolds… being dominated. I don't know. You know, that kind of stuff."

"Giving or receiving?"

She took a deep breath. "Definitely receiving."

I grinned at her widely, enjoying watching her squirm, but also trying to mask any of my own insecurity. Then I bit the bullet.

"You know…" I said, "I could do that for you."

Time stopped. We just looked at each other for what seemed like forever. Her mouth opened slightly.

"What?" she spluttered.

"I could tie you up," I said calmly but with a hint of seductiveness in my voice. "Just gently, we could, you know, experiment."

I think her face was about to set on fire at this point.

"What? Katie… I don't know. Maybe. I don't know… Are you actually serious?"

"Very serious," I replied. I gave her a seductive half-smile, and poked her thigh again with the heel of my knee boot.

Her body jumped. She took a deep breath and hid behind her hair. I could still see her face burning beneath it. Gradually, I felt her start to shake.

"Okay," she said. "Let's say we did something... what would we actually do?"

"Well… hmm…. if you wanted, you could come over to my room later," I said. "I've got a few soft restraints that I can put on my bed. And I could give you a little tease. Just to see if you like it."

She seemed to think for a very long time. Her mouth opened a few times, but she seemed to stop herself before the words came out. Eventually, she managed something.

Almost choking on her words, she said something that approximated to, "okay."

"You don't say, 'okay,' Amy," I said with a grin. "I think 'yes, Mistress,' would be more fitting."

She choked on thin air and looked away. Then she turned back to me and bit her lip. I could now almost feel the heat coming off her face.

"Yes, Mistress," she whispered.

"How about you come over at eight?" I said.

"O…" she stopped, then corrected herself, "Yes, Mistress."

"Cool, let's just do this as an experiment," I repeated. "Nothing serious."

She smiled, "Okay… I'm sorry… I'm excited… you're not joking, are you? Please tell me you're not joking?"

"I'm not joking. Now come here," I said, swinging my legs off her lap and patting the piece of the sofa next to me.

She paused for a second, then shuffled over, wiping the hair from her face. I could still feel her body trembling through the cushions. I looked over my shoulder to check if the coast was clear. Then I turned to face her and slowly leaned in to kiss her.

She leaned in too, and our mouths touched excruciatingly gently. So gently that little tingles and fizzles spread across the surface of my lips. She gasped. Then we shared one of the softest, most tender, and most delicious kisses of my life. She kept pushing in a bit more forcefully, but I kept pulling back, trying to tease her and make her want it more. It seemed to work.

I made sure I ended it first, and when I did, she leaned into the vacuum between us.

"Later," I said.

She looked at me like a deer in headlights, "Um… okay… yes, Mistress," she said back.

"Excellent," I said, standing to my feet. "I'll see you later then."

**

I really hoped that Amy was going to show that evening. It was going to be awkward as hell if she didn't.

I didn't get a whole lot of studying done that afternoon; I was simply too excited. Eventually, I had a shower. While I washed myself, I kept thinking about Amy being there with me. I fantasized about pushing her up against the shower wall and kissing her until her knees went weak.

As the water cascaded over me, my hand slipped between my legs, and I began to play with myself. Then I stopped abruptly: I wanted to save all my sexual energy for Amy.

I turned off the shower, toweled myself down, and consider what to wear for the evening. One option was to get back into what I was wearing earlier, but I wanted to feel fresh. I kept the boots, but put on some sexy underwear and a short black skirt. I tried a few different tops before settling on a figure-hugging red shirt. It made me look like a little female devil, which seemed perfect. I didn't want to look too strict; I wanted to look like a playful little minx.

Then I got a text from Amy, "Hey, are you still okay for tonight?"

"Yep, definitely! I'm looking forward to it!" I replied. I didn't want to put any doubt in her mind that I intended to play with her that evening.

"Yes, me too :) But I'm scared. What if we don't like it, won't it be weird?" she texted back.

I knew I had to say something good here. I really didn't want to fuck this up. I chose my words very carefully.

"I know we'll enjoy it, but I'll go easy, and I'll make sure you're safe. Whatever happens, I absolutely promise you that I'll still be your friend in the morning".

She simply texted back, "Thank you!! Oh Katie! I've never done anything like this before! I'm going crazy over here!"

"You'll be going crazy over here when I get my hands on you! Now put on something sexy and be here on the dot!"

"Yes, Mistress!!!" Amy responded.

I tidied my room and dusted off my box of tricks under my bed. I had acquired a few little bits of equipment over the past year, some of it from sneaky visits to sex shops, some from a guy I used to date. It wasn't an extensive collection, but enough to have some fun with. I had some soft leather handcuffs, a couple of blindfolds, and some velcro restraints which could be tied to the bed frame. I also had an extendible spreader bar. I couldn't wait to use some of it on Amy.

Then I sat at my computer and did a bit of internet browsing until she arrived.

Just before eight, I heard a knock at my door.

I waited for a few seconds to make her suffer. Then I put on my best Domme face and strode slowly and purposely across the floor, enjoying the clicks my heels made on the tiled wood. I wondered if she could hear them.

As I swung the door open, I saw her.

I crossed my arms and looked her up and down. She had this silly grin on her face, but looked incredibly awkward. She was staring down, unable to keep my gaze, and her cheeks were glowing bright pink all over again. One of her feet was tiptoed, and her leg swinging from side to side in nervousness.

I was glad it was a hot day. Her short 5'2" body was clad in a gorgeous tight, pink and white dress. It hugged her torso and brought out the delicious curve of her waist. It also clung to her tits, making them look huge and delicious. I could even see the little upturned nubs of her nipples sticking out through the fabric. It was short, but it frilled out over her thighs, wonderfully emphasizing her feminine figure. Further down, I could see delicious swathes of juicy bare thigh and calf.

I remember she'd worn that dress once a few months before, and I'd told her she looked hot in it.

"Is this okay?" She said, kind of meekly, while smoothing down the fabric, "I didn't know what to wear."

Internally, I grinned the biggest grin. The thought that Amy had dressed up for me; and that she'd remembered that I'd liked that particular dress; and that she was desperately seeking my approval… it all made me feel very in control.

I nodded and answered, "You look very hot."

Her head remained slightly bowed, but her eyes flashed up at me, and she smiled at my approval.

"You look hot too…" she said. "You always look hot… Mistress!"

Her eyes sparkled when she said the word, and she bit her lip.

"Come in, Naughty," I said.

We both giggled. Amy stepped inside, then I closed the door behind her.

"Take your shoes off," I said.

She took them off like a good little girl and put them in the corner. This made the small height difference between us a bit larger and emphasized my dominance.

I didn't want to waste time on small talk: I needed to stay in the zone. I took Amy's hand and led her over to the bed. We both knelt down on the covers. I ran my fingernails lightly down her bare arms, and she shivered in delight. Then I took my hand, gently cupped her face and kissed her. I placed my free hand on her bare thigh where her dress had ridden up, and my palm absorbed the soft, smooth feel of her skin. God, she felt heavenly.

Arousal and excitement flooded through me, and my panties started to saturate. My lips tingled like mad, and I could hear cute little murmurs emerge from her mouth. Every time I pulled back slightly, she just whispered the word, "Mistress…"

I guessed that she must have been thinking about submitting for a long time. Months maybe, since reading that book? Years? Her whole life? Now it just seemed like it was all just bubbling up out of her, and she didn't have a whole lot of control over it. At least that was my guess. I swear I could even smell the faintest hint of wet, horny pussy… although maybe that was just what my nose wanted to smell.

I grabbed the back of her hair into a bunch and firmly yanked it backward, exposing her neck. She gasped. I took my free hand and slipped off one of the shoulders of her dress, revealing more smooth, vulnerable flesh along her shoulder.

I look a second to enjoy the view. Then I moved down and gently nibbled on her shoulder. She squeaked. Then I kissed it. Then I nibbled a bit closer. Then I kissed again. With each contact, Amy squeaked louder. I guess she knew I was heading towards her neck. As my mouth advanced along her shoulder, she started to writhe, and mouth the words, "Oh God, oh God, oh God!"

Eventually, her sounds descended into uncontrolled squealing. Her feet kicked against the bed in a frenzy.

"Stay still… slut!" I said. But she couldn't. Every kiss and nibble closer to her neck seemed to drive her a little bit more insane.

"Katie, oh God, fuck, Katie!" she said, but I didn't stop.

I kept going until I hit the sweet spot right where the shoulder meets the neck. As I made contact, her body spasmed.

"Fuck!" she wailed, before her vocal cords twisted into a high pitched squeal. I delighted in kissing and teasing her vulnerable skin.

Then I grabbed her and forced her down onto the bed on her back. She yelped. I grinned at her, grasped her wrists, and pinned her with her hands either side of her head. Then I moved her hands together, so I could pin both of her wrists with just one of my hands.

I guessed I might be a little bit stronger than her due to my gym sessions, but I didn't know by how much. Maybe she could have pushed me off if she tried, maybe not, but she wasn't resisting. She was being a good little slut for me.

"You look so fucking hot in that dress," I growled, as I grinned down at her.

She didn't respond. Her mouth was hanging open, and she was panting heavily. But I wasn't going to go soft on her just yet.

I gently raked my fingernails down her body, all the way down to her bare thighs, making her squirm. Then I started to feel and caress her body through her clothes. I thought it best to be bold. I murmured to myself in satisfaction as I felt her waist and her delicious tits, compressing the firm flesh beneath my palms. Little whimpers of delight escaped her lips.

I reached down and kissed her, and we shifted onto our sides, facing each other. Our legs entwined, and I reveled in the feeling of her smooth bare skin sliding against my own.

I helped myself to her body with my hands, and she helped herself to mine. I began to graze my fingers around the edge of her dress, which extracted high pitched squeals from her throat. I raked my fingernails over her bare arms, her bare legs, and her back, which made her body gyrate. Eventually, I felt her start to grind her crotch into my leg. As she pressed against me, I swear I could feel her dampness on my thigh.

"No grinding yet, slut," I whispered into her ear and grinned. Amy flushed red. I'm not sure she'd even realized what she'd been doing.

"Take off your dress," I said.

She complied hastily, but awkwardly, without saying a word. Her face was still flushed, but I guess she was getting off on the dominance too much for her embarrassment to be a barrier.

She shifted up on the bed and pulled off her dress. My eyes bulged. She always looked cute, but damn fucking God, in her underwear, she looked absolutely amazing.

Her skin was so pale, smooth, and beautiful. She was wearing the cutest white and pink polka-dot bra. Then my eyes flicked down to her matching panties. There was a surprisingly large damp patch on the front. I could see the wet sheen on the fabric glisten.

As I stared at the patch, her eyes followed mine. Her mouth hung open in embarrassment.

"Filthy, little, slut," I whispered, emphasizing every word. Then I giggled.

Her tits looked magnificent. They were jealousy-inducing in their size and shape. I didn't actually peak at her cup size, but maybe D? Double D? E? I couldn't tell for sure, but whatever the case, they dwarfed mine.

I was still fully clothed and booted. I wanted to stay that way for a bit to remind her that she was the slut, and I was the one in control.

"Mmm," I said, "you are so fucking sexy, it's untrue."

She gave an embarrassed little smile. I loved how simultaneously nervous and excited she was. I dragged her down on to the bed again and stroked my hands all over the newly exposed skin, absorbing its delicious silkiness and warmth. It was driving me a little bit crazy. I started manhandling her. Squeezing her arms. Grabbing her ass and thighs… all of which made her moan. It was incredible to feel the little jerks and twists of her body as I roughly compressed her glorious, tight flesh.

As we kissed and touched, I raised my hand up and gave her an experimental spank on her panty-covered ass. I struck carefully. Not so hard that it would hurt, but hard enough, so she knew what I was doing.

I aimed for the lower part of one of her cheeks. Having been the recipient of spankings from past boyfriends, I knew what felt good for me. When I'd been hit in that particular spot, the vibrations had gone all the way to my clit. I hoped Amy would feel something similar.

I hit pretty cleanly, and she yelped in surprise. Then she smiled, and her eyes sparkled. I spanked again a bit harder. She yelped once more, but kept on smiling. These reactions were perfect, so I kept on going, alternating between her cheeks. She bit her lip, her body started to writhe, and her legs shifted back and forth along the covers.

"I want to spank you properly," I said.

She nodded, "Yes, mistress."

"If you actually can't take it anymore, say 'red,' if you're close to your limit, say 'yellow,' okay?" I said.

"Yes, Mistress," she replied.

"The rest of the time you can just moan like a little bitch," I said teasingly.

She giggled.

"Okay, get over the side of the bed," I said with a grin.

I made her d**** herself over the side of the bed. Her knees on the floor and her face, tits, and arms stretched out over the covers.

I pinged the waistband of her panties.

"Take these off," I commanded.

She quickly took one hand and pulled them down her thighs and over her legs and threw them over to the corner. I'd clearly activated the submissive part of her brain.

"Now spread your legs," I said, slapping her inner thighs.

And she opened her legs. Suddenly I could see her pussy. It was shaved, smooth, and glistening with wetness. She had been leaking everywhere: her entire public region was slick with girl juice. It had even oozed down her inner thighs.

I reached for my spreader bar and attached a cuff to each of her ankles, making sure her legs were kept apart.

"Oh God!" she squealed as I clipped the cuffs shut. I stood back for a second and admired her.

Her hot little body was stretched out over my bed, with her legs spread and her pussy on show. Her skin was pale, glossy, and smooth. Her butt had a red tint to it from the spanks I'd laid down on it. I could see the muscles in her thighs and ass clenching and unclenching. She shifted from slightly from side to side, maybe in anticipation of her forthcoming spanking, maybe because she was trying to get some friction on her pussy.

I took my hand and placed a solid spank on her left cheek. Her body jumped, and she inhaled sharply. I caressed her butt, delighting in the warm, firm flesh.

Then I spanked her right cheek. Then back to the left. Then right again. I counted to ten. As I went on, she started squealing and yelping until it became one almost continuous, tortured moan. Her ass muscles clenched harder, and her butt was glowing deep pink.

I took a second to admire my handiwork, then reached down and touched the base of her inner thigh, where it met her knee. I began to draw my hand slowly upwards towards her pussy. The sensation seemed to drive her a little bit mad.

"Poor little girl in a spreader bar…" I teased, "what will I do with you?"

As my hand went higher, she started to squeal, "Katie, Katie, KATIE!" until I reached all the way up to her soaked snatch.

A huge groan left her throat as my fingers ran through her drooling pussy lips. The heat coming off her was like a furnace. I coated my hand it in, then smeared it down her thighs.

"Wet little girl, aren't you?" I teased.

"I'm sorry," she said, with a very embarrassed tone in her voice.

I laughed, "Don't be sorry! I love feeling how soaked you are."

I knelt down behind her, put my face between her legs, tilted my head up, and drank in her scent. It was heady, musky, and sweet. Arousal flooded through me.

Then I licked all the way along her slit, taking her juices on my tongue.

"Fuck!" she squealed.

"Mmm!" I said with a giggle.

I pulled back and watched her squirm. Then I unleashed another spank. Her body jolted. Then I rained down a few more, alternating between her cheeks.

Squeals and shrieks left her lips, getting louder with each spank.

I counted out another ten until the pink glow of her ass started to turn red.

I could see her hands were clenched on the covers, bunching up the fabric. Her teeth were also biting down onto the sheets, and she was drooling slightly from her mouth.

I looked at her pussy and saw something that I've never seen before, at least not in real life. Her pussy dripped. It actually dripped! A slimy little band of moisture dribbled down out of her pussy to the floor. I could only imagine how turned on she must have been.

I unclipped the spreader bar and told her to get up. She got to her feet shakily and looked at me open-mouthed. I could see little tears running down the sides of her cheeks.

"Did you like that?" I said.

She didn't answer verbally, but she nodded with vigor.

"Now off with this too," I said, snapping her bra gently.

With her face burning red, she reached behind her and unclipped her bra. It fell down onto the floor. Her breasts were beautiful. Astonishingly beautiful. Totally natural, but so round, and so gravity-defying, with little upturned nipples.

"Nice," I said.

I bent down and licked one of her nipples. She gasped. I straightened myself and grinned at my naked little prize.

Then I pushed her down onto the bed.

"Get on your back and spread yourself out for me."

She complied.

Before she had arrived, I'd secured my velcro ties to the corns of the bed frame, and hidden the cuffs under the covers. With Amy now spread out for me, I pulled out the cuffs and restrained her.

She stared at me with wide eyes as I wrapped the cuffs around her ankles and wrists until she was secured, spread-eagled on top of the covers. I watched as she tested the restraints: her arms pulled and struggled, her thigh muscles tensed and strained, she wriggled around, but the ties held. I knew they would, I'd tested them earlier.

I cast my eyes over Amy's spread out body. It was all helpless and vulnerable for me to play with. I had a beautiful view of her soaked snatch with moisture glistening over her entire pubic area and down her thighs. Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths, her big, delicious tits went with them.

I crawled onto the bed on top of her and kissed her. Then I started kissing down her body, very slowly and deliberately. This sent her into a frenzy of writhes and moans. When my lips almost reached her public area, I lifted my head, give her a wicked teasing grin, and left her pussy unstimulated. I shifted down the bed and moved my lips to her knee. I began kissing up her inner thigh.

I can barely describe the sounds that came from her lips, but they were loud, horny, and tortured. When I reached the top of her thigh, I ran my tongue along the crevice between her leg and crotch. Then I ran it all the way along her bikini line. This seemed to drive her absolutely fucking nuts.

I did the same thing on her other leg, starting at the knee and working my way up. Her hips began thrusting, and her whole body started tensing and un-tensing.

"Fuck!" she squealed as, once more, my tongue slid along her bikini line.

Then I put my face between her legs and ran my tongue up her slit. Amy gasped loudly.

I started to gently suck on her pussy lips. Her mouth released a mixture of mewling, whimpering, moaning… and all manner of sounds. Her hips began to buck up towards me with force. I could see she was losing it and more tears leaking from her eyes.

"Please, Mistress!" she begged.

"Please, what?" I teased.

"Please..." she said, then she paused before saying more. She squirmed and screwed her eyes shut in mortification. "Please... lick me."

"Really, you want to be licked?" I teased. "I'm not sure about that."

"Please!" she moaned.

"Maybe," I said, then sucked on her pussy lips again.

"Oh God! PLEASE!" she screamed.

I pulled back and looked at the poor, struggling, mewling girl in front of me.

"Okay," I said, "but you have to lick me first."

I grinned at her with the most evil grin. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head with frustration.

I kept my clothes on, but whipped off my panties. Then I positioned myself so that my thighs straddled her head. I lowered my pussy down close to her lips and steadied myself against the headboard.

I was very wet too. Just to make her squirm, I shifted my abdomen around to smear my own juices all over her face.

"Lick me, slut!" I demanded.

I groaned as she started lapping my clit. She didn't have any particular skill, I guess this was probably her first time with a girl, but it didn't matter. I knew it wasn't going to take long for me to get off. I was too drunk on horniness. Each little lick sent a hot rhythmic pulse of pleasure flooding through me.

I found myself getting hot, too hot, in fact. I made Amy stop for a second, and I pulled off my shirt and my bra — leaving me only in my little skirt and boots. Then I leaned back down, pressed my face against the headboard, and moaned as Amy started to lick again.

I lost myself in pleasure as sweet sounds and images replayed in my head. I remembered Amy's red, spanked ass and the drip from her pussy. The sound of her lips saying, 'Mistress,' echoed in my ears.

It was driving me crazy, and I knew I wasn't going to last very long before cumming. I started to grind my pussy into Amy's face. I had just enough consciousness left to make sure I kept my grinds gentle, so she had plenty of room to breathe. My impending orgasm grew rapidly and unstoppably. I was going to explode.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum…" I squealed.

I went rigid. Held my breath. Then it hit me. Heavy waves of pleasure juddered through me. My muscles trembled and shook as I rode it out. My juices leaking down all over Amy's face.

"Good girl!" I moaned as the pleasure throbbed through me. "Good little slut!"

I did all that I could to stop my body from slumping. Playtime wasn't over yet.

I pulled back and looked at her. Her face was coated with wetness: a mixture of her saliva, juices, and her tears. She looked bedraggled, desperate, and wanton.

I looked down her body and saw a big wet patch on the covers between her legs. Her pussy must have gone into fucking overdrive.

"Katie, please!" she squealed at me.

"Please, what?" I teased.

"PLEASE LICK ME!" she cried.

"Pretty please?" I teased again.

"PRETTY PLEASE! PLEASE WITH BELLS ON! PLEASE!"

"I'll think about it," I said.

She roared in agony.

Then I shifted down and licked along her bikini line again. Then I started sucking her pussy lips into her my mouth. Her tortured begging continued. I actually thought she was going to have a genuine full-on crying session, so I let up.

I angled my head and licked her clit. Her body spasmed, she roared in ecstasy, and I delighted in the feeling of my tongue flicking over her firm little bud.

Then I slipped my middle finger inside her sopping little slit. It made a little squelching sound as it went in, and it felt like I was pressing into a warm, wet heaven. She was so slick, but so tight. I hooked the pad of my finger up and felt for the little rough spot inside. Then I started pulsing my fingers up in time with my licks.

As I pulsed and licked, I felt her leg muscles clench and unclench around my head. It got me horny all over again, feeling the soft, smooth skin of her thighs press against my face. All the time, incoherent wails left her lips. I so wanted to talk dirty to her, but my mouth was already engaged.

As I went continued, I looked up her body and could see her arms pulling against the restraints. I could see the tension in her little biceps, and her fists were bunched up tightly. I knew she was getting very close. I kept on going, pulsing quickly and rhythmically. She inhaled loudly. Then again. Then again.

Then she held her breath. Her thighs pressed against my cheeks. I felt her back arch, and her hips push up towards me.

Suddenly, her hips dropped, and her body started shuddering. Waves of orgasm rippled through her stomach muscles. Her body thrashed, and juices squirted from her pussy, coating my face.

I raised my head up while continuing to pulse with my finger.

"Cum for me!" I said.

I rode her out while she continued to thrash and shake. It was like she was having a fit. It was so hot to watch it… to feel it… to experience her wrecked little body twitching against my own.

When I felt she'd had as much as she could take, I lifted myself up and untied her restraints. I laid next to her and told her to "Come here," and she shifted over and we cuddled.

Well, I say we 'cuddled,' she snapped her arms around my body and gripped me like she was holding on for dear life. I could still feel her naked, sweaty body trembling, and I could see tears were leaking from her eyes all over again — or maybe they just hadn't stopped.

I stroked her hair and absorbed her warmth. I could feel her tits and nipples pressing against my chest, and our legs snaked around each other. I felt like I'd ruined her in the best possible way! I tried to reassure her.

"I've got you," I said.

She didn't say anything. I don't think she even could.

The cuddle seemed to last forever. I didn't look at my clock. It might have been ten minutes, it might have been an hour. I was just lost in horny euphoria.

Finally, she opened her eyes, and a huge grin spread across her face. She looked at me with a look of sparkling awe.

"Did you like that?" I said.

She just giggled and started kissing my cheek, still maintaining her vice-like grip. As I looked at her, she kept opening her mouth as if to say something, then stopping and giggling again.

"You're wonderful!" she finally managed.

I could still feel little pulses and shifts in her body. We giggled together and had a little conversation about I don't know what. At one point, I whispered in her ear, "Submissive. Little. Slut." which she loved.

She told me that she loved how I'd just taken charge, and that she'd never felt that horny before, and she couldn't stop thinking about what we'd just done.

We started kissing and stroking each other's bodies all over again.

My arousal was reignited very quickly. Amy's skin was so silky I couldn't take my hands away. I wanted to press every inch of myself against her. And the best thing was… I could! I had her naked and all to myself, at least for that night.

I couldn't help myself from reliving everything in my head. The images of her dripping pussy. Her red ass. Her gripping me while she trembled. My pussy was getting so hot and slick I could barely stand it. Then a thought struck me… I realized I didn't have to wait for satisfaction, I was in charge.

The Domme in me surfaced once more. I ordered her to get down and lick me.

For a second, Amy was a bad girl. She started trying to tease me, kissing around my crotch and avoiding my pussy. Bad move! I grabbed her hair and sternly said, "It's not your job to fucking tease me. Just lick. Now."

The wide-eyed look she gave me was priceless. Then I roughly pushed her face into my crotch, and she started licking.

"That's it, lick me like a good little slut!" I squealed.

Amy obeyed. I wrapped my legs around her head and hugged her in close... Just tight enough that she knew I was the boss. Just loose enough to give her space to lick and breathe. My boots rested gently on her back. Her little laps and grunts drove me wild, and my legs started to rhythmically squeeze around her face.

Very quickly, I started to feel another orgasm building inside me. I closed my eyes and watched the images that flashed through my mind. I focused on a picture of Amy's desperate, horny, tear-streaked face, with her bedraggled blonde hair framing her features. I knew it was going to send me over the edge.

I wailed as I started to cum all over her face. As my orgasm hit me, I gripped her head tightly with my thigh muscles and rode the waves until I had milked every last drop of my pleasure out of myself. It felt so bad, but so good!

When I finally released her, she looked up at me, and her face was glistening with my juices. It was such a beautiful sight.

She crawled up the bed, and I gave her a big kiss to thank her. I stroked her body as I basked in a beautiful post-orgasmic glow. My face beamed with a smile of utter jubilation.

I took the time to drink Amy in with all of my senses...

The cute, wide-eyed look on her face. The feel of her body. The taste of her skin. The sound of her little yelps and gasps as I touch her. And her smell. Fuck, yes, her smell! I don't think it was perfume, it was just her natural scent. It seemed like it was coming from her neck and her shoulders. Sweet, musky, and girly.

I started running my nose along that whole area, taking deep, greedy breaths. I moaned as I smelled her. She seemed to like my reactions, and I absolutely adored hers. Every time I ran my nose tickled over the tendons where her neck met her shoulder, she jumped and mewled. And as I went on, the mewling got louder. I could feel by the way that she was tightly rubbing her thighs together that she was getting horny again.

I ran my hand along her thigh, bringing my fingertips just short of her crotch and resting them there. I could feel the heat coming off her, and I knew she'd be wet… but I wasn't going to venture closer. I wanted to keep my hand right there… right NEXT to where she wanted it, teasing her with what she wasn't getting. As I kept on smelling her, I could feel her legs shifting, trying to get me to move my hand to her pussy.

I could feel the tension rising in her body. Her desperation was exquisite. She started rubbing her own thighs and rolling back and forth. Then she tried to grab my hand and push it towards her wet little lips.

"Nah-ah!" I goaded.

"Katie…!" she squealed.

"I invited you up here for a tease!" I replied, "it's only polite that I deliver!"

"KATIE..!"

It was too much fun feeling her squirming little body for me to stop.

Although I wasn't even touching her pussy, I started to feel her wetness again on my hand. Her thighs were getting slick with her juices. Wow, this girl produced a lot of liquid. I wasn't sure whether she was always like that, or whether it was just what I was doing to her, but it was a hell of a lot of fun. My mind buzzed with possibilities. What would happen if I aroused her in public? Would she soak through her jeans? Would she be able to hide it? My toes curled in excitement.

Then Amy's whimpering and pleading dragged my thoughts back to the present.

"Mistress, please!" she begged over and over.

"Is my poor girl getting horny," I teased.

"Yes!" she screamed. "I can't take it. Finger me, lick me! Just fucking do SOMETHING!"

She looked like she was going to cry. I thought I'd give her one little mindfuck before letting up.

"I'm too tired," I said.

Her mouth dropped. Now she really looked like she was going to cry! Oh dear… maybe I'd pushed things a little bit too far.

"But…" I added, "I'd love to see you play with yourself."

"What?" she squealed.

"Play with yourself for me!" I said.

Her face went crimson. I for a second, I felt a pang of guilt. I wondered whether this was an embarrassment too far for her. But I hoped her horniness and desire for dominance would win out… and it did.

With radiation burning from her cheeks, she slipped her hand between her legs and started to swirl her fingers around her clit in frenzied little circles. I got up on my knees and watched her as she greedily fingered and gasped. Her thigh muscles tensed and un-tensed and her feet twisted first inwards, then outwards.

Her eyes were closed, but I told her to open them and look at me. I gave her my most teasing, most evil expression. She groaned.

"Mmm, naughty girl!" I moaned and started stroking my own body as sexily as I could. I wanted to give her an image she'd remember. "Look at you, Amy! Your hand between your legs… masturbating in another girl's bed… what… a little… slut"

"Katie!" she whimpered.

"What are you thinking about?" I said.

She was silent for a second, but I wasn't going to let her get away with disobeying orders.

I shifted down to her ear and whispered, "You've got to tell me, little slave girl… or I'm just going to tie your hands up so you can't touch yourself…"

I guess that made her crack.

"Everything!" she blurted, "you… here… now… dominating me… you're driving me crazy… oh God…"

She opened her mouth and inhaled deeply as if she was on the verge of cumming.

"Slow down," I said.

She moaned. Her fingers slowed, but her hips started bucking up and down. She closed her eyes.

"And what are you thinking about now?" I leaned closer.

The redness had slightly faded from her cheeks, but now it came back with full force.

"When you…" she started, then it faded out.

"Tell me," I said and kissed her cheek. "Good things happen when you tell me stuff, Amy."

What she said surprised me.

"Okay… when you told me the other day that I'd look good in a spreader bar… then you winked… and walked off… and… you just left me… and you didn't look round… and you looked so nice… well…umm … you always look nice…. but that made me…" her voice trailed off.

"Masturbate?" I giggled.

She didn't answer, but if it was possible for her to go redder, she managed it. I swear her face was radiating enough heat to power a small town.

"Here… let me take over," I said, and crawled next to her. I kissed her and slipped my hand down between her legs. She was as soaked as ever, and her slick pussy felt wonderful beneath my fingers.

I began to swirl my fingers, approximating her own movements as best I could… little quick circles. She groaned loudly.

I pulled back, supporting myself with my free arm and looked down at her. I realized the advantage that fingering has… you can dirty talk at the same time. I love dirty talk, I absolutely love it. It always gets me off. It's so hot.

"Open your eyes again," I said.

She complied. I smiled and looked straight down at her.

"Do you like submitting to me?" I said.

"Yeah," she nodded.

"Do you like being my little slut?"

"Yeah," she nodded again.

"Do you like getting spanked and teased?"

"Yeah!" she nodded more fiercely.

"Do you like me putting you in a spreader bar and swatting your helpless little ass?"

"YEAH!"

Her hips were thrusting up to meet my hand now. All the time, our eyes were completely locked.

"Do you like yelping and moaning when I punish you for being a filthy little slave girl?"

"YES... YES... YES…"

Her neck pulled backward, but her eyes stayed fixed on mine. Her hips bucked up hard off the bed, her spine arched, and her mouth gaped wide open.

Then her hips slumped back down in a thud, and violent tremors pummeled through her little body. There was a rush of wetness over my fingers.

"Cum for me!" I said, as the ecstasy ravaged through her from head to toe. I looked closely to see whether her clit was getting too sensitive, but she was still lost in the throes of orgasm. I kept on swirling my fingers and extracting more convulsions and spasms from her.

Then I pressed my finger on the hood of her clit, held it for a while, lifted it up, and pressed down again. Whenever I do this to myself, it prolongs the aftershocks of my orgasm. I hoped it would have the same effect on Amy - and it did.

Finally, I took her in my arms and just held her. She gripped me back.

"You don't know what you're doing to me!" she sighed as her sweaty little body quivered against mine. I could see little tears form in the corner of her eyes again.

I kissed her cheek.

"I like making you feel good!" I said.

She giggled and sniffled.

"You've succeeded!" and wiped her eyes.

We hugged tightly for a long time. I don't know precisely how long… because we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Sometime later, I woke up. I noticed I was still wearing my boots and skirt. I carefully untangled myself from Amy and took them both off. There was a slight chill in the air, but I was too tired to put anything else on.

I gently woke Amy up.

"Hey," I whispered, "let's get under the covers."

She half woke.

"Heyyy," she murmured.

I made her shift to the top of the bed for a second, then opened up the covers. She crawled down inside, and I did too. She cuddled me… and we fell asleep together again.

In the morning, I woke at about 8:30 am. Amy was still asleep. I gently extracted myself from her arms and slipped out of bed. I was thirsty, so I ran myself a glass of water from my sink and another for her.

I think the noise woke her up. She shifted under the sheets and cutely rubbed her eyes.

"Morning lovely," I said, handing her the glass.

"Morning," she said happily, "ah… thanks… you're so sweet!"

As we sipped, we discussed the night before. Eventually, the topic of a repeat session came up.

"So… do you want to do this again?" Amy asked, with a hint of expectancy in her voice.

She looked at me shyly, waiting for my response. I paused for a while, thinking about what to say. I wanted to choose my words very, very carefully. I don't think I managed it properly and ended up sounding a bit silly.

"Yes…" I smiled, "I loved it! But just so you know… I'm really not looking for anything serious. I love being your friend… but it would be great if we could play from time to time."

She nodded. I really didn't know how to read her expression. Maybe I'd said something stupid, maybe I hadn't.

"Okay… that's fine… I think," she said, "Does that mean we can see other people… or…"

"Yep," I said, "you can do what you like, so long as you stay safe."

"Okay," she said. Again, I couldn't read whether she was disappointed or relieved or just accepting.

"Are we going to tell anyone?" she asked.

"Hmmm… let's not tell anyone around college," I said, "if you want to tell your best friend back home or something I don't mind… but let's not get the gossip machine going here".

"Okay," she said.

"What if people see me leaving your room?"

"Just say we spent all night talking, then we were so tired we fell asleep."

"Yeah!" she said.

We got dressed. Then I led her towards the door. Before I opened it up, we leaned in and kissed. Her lips felt so lovely, and her little sighs of delight brought out the a****l in me. I couldn't resist pushing her up against the wall. She inhaled sharply. Then I raised my thigh up between her legs, all the way to her crotch, forcing a little pant from her lips. I could feel the heat and dampness of her panties.

Instantly, she started grabbing her dress and pulling it up her waist and over her shoulders. She seemed like she wanted to start playing all over again.

"No!" I said, "I've got lectures to go to!"

It was a slight embellishment, my lectures weren't for hours, but I felt like this was the right time to end things.

"Urgh!" she moaned, "Okay… God… I'm not going to get any work done today!"

I dragged my nose along her shoulder, breathing in her scent, then nibbled the sweet spot on her neck. Her knees buckled.

"No, you are not," I said.

"KATIE!" she gasped, "Oh God… you… just… said…"

"I know!" I said, then kissed her gently on the cheek, "I'm just finding it hard to resist."

"I know what you mean," Amy replied, breathlessly.

I held her around her little waist, and we shared another lingering kiss. As our lips continued to brush and caress against each other, I could feel her body start to quiver. She strained in to kiss me harder.

I pulled my lips away.

"I've really got to ready," I said.

She panted in disappointment. Her cheeks were lightly flushed pink, and her eyes were wide. I looked her up and down with an evil grin on my face. She swallowed, then started to fan her face with one of her hands.

"Oh, Katie… if only you knew what you are doing to me!" she said.

I opened the door and stood back.

"Okay," she sighed, "I guess I'll have to go."

"Bye, gorgeous," I said.

"Bye, Mistress… thank you," she said, looking up and down the corridor, before giving me a final sneaky little kiss on my lips, then another one.

We grinned at each other, then she awkwardly headed away down the corridor.

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Amy was a 15 year old Freshman at East High. It was the 2nd week of school and she was still getting used to the school. Amy is a very pretty girl. She’s 5’1, has long blond hair, good sized breasts for her age, and one of the best butts in the school. All the guys in the school wanted her since the first time she walked into the schools door. Nick was a Senior and the star running back on the football team. He had entered into a pool with the other seniors on the team about who would...

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Amy the Babysitting Slut Dream Job Lost

Introduction: First Story in a Long Series Adapted from Cyber Chat This story is fictional. It started out as a cyber chat play that just grew, producing long stories and a long series, six in total so far. Most writing is mine but the thoughts, the direction and even what is happening sexually comes with approval. We told of our fantasy, me wanting a babysitting cheerleader, her wanting to have forceful sex and be paid. What came is this series about Amy. I know the themes in here are not...

3 years ago
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Amy the Babysitting Slut Job Offer

I know the themes in here are not going to be for everyone, taboo and morally wrong. I am not saying that they are mine or hers but this is what came from our chats. I was highly encouraged to edit our talks together and post them in story form here on XNXX. Each story will have set up but you can scroll to the good parts quite easily. But since these chats were not meant to be stories, there will be gaps, especially in the beginning where transitions should occur. All people involved are...

2 years ago
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Amy and Hopes Bad Weekend

After a few minutes my girl came out and got into her car just like any normal person would do. I pulled out about 2 cars behind and followed her home. She led me to a somewhat secluded housing area so I peeled off and went up a block from where she turned. Her car would be easy to spot driving around so I had no fear of losing her. I took a couple of turns to get back to where I thought she might be and sure enough, 3 houses down from where she turned, there she was getting her bags out...

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Dating My Daughter 8211 Part 30 A Studio Photoshoot For Amy

Hello ISS readers. I am back with this series. My quick intro. My name is Aafi. This is a fantasy fictional story. I’m a divorced 41-year-old guy who has a beautiful and young daughter, Amy. She just turned 19 and I haven’t seen Amy in almost 10 years. But now she has come down to meet me. So this is what happened next. Amy got scared when she fantasized about her Dad while masturbating in front of Elena. She freaked out and didn’t want to continue with that anymore. Elena: (One day, I will...

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Amy the Babysitting Slut 1 Job Offer

I know the themes in this story are not going to be for everyone, taboo, and morally wrong. I am not saying that they are mine or hers but this is what came from our chats. I was highly encouraged to edit our talks together and post them in story form here on XNXX. Each story will have set up but you can scroll to the good parts quite easily. But since these chats were not meant to be stories, there will be gaps, especially in the beginning where transitions should occur. All people involved...

1 year ago
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Amy the Babysitting Slut Chapter 01 Job Offer

I know the themes in this story are not going to be for everyone, taboo, and morally wrong. I am not saying that they are mine or hers but this is what came from our chats. I was highly encouraged to edit our talks together and post them in story form here on XNXX. Each story will have set up but you can scroll to the good parts quite easily. But since these chats were not meant to be stories, there will be gaps, especially in the beginning where transitions should occur. All people involved...

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Amy and Dave Nude on VacationChapter 8

Day 8 Amy woke up after a very restful sleep. She just laid there awhile and thought about what had happen to her and Dave over the past few days. She just couldn't believe at the things that she and Dave had while they were with Megan and Ken, going to the mall and shopping in the nude, skinny-dipping at a public beach, horseback riding naked and having oral sex with Kelly, Megan, Ken and Dave. She smiled when she thought about having oral sex. It really felt good giving and...

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Amy Part 1

On a campus of beautiful young women, Amy stood out. She had no curves to her body, small breasts, but she did have a gorgeous ass. What stood out about Amy was her face. She could have been a model for a portrait of Queen Nefertiti on the wall of an Egyptian temple. She was of mixed ethnicity, her dad was German, her mom was Singaporean. The combination of these two ethnicities gave Amy an unbelievably beautiful face. High Asian cheekbones, skin not quite white, piercing blue German...

1 year ago
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amy

### LCS-60007 ###Waylaid Wifeby Marvin CoxCHAPTER ONEAmy Miller sat smoking a cigarette in the semi-darkness of the bedroom, trying not to look at her husband's naked body. Every time she did, her pussy itched even more. She spread her legs, trying to relieve some of the pressure, but it was useless. The constant throb wouldn't stop."Cock," she whispered. "I need a big, hard cock in here." She thrust her middle finger deeply inside her burning hole and felt the sucking muscles pull hungrily....

2 years ago
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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 18

Chapter 18 – A night in Burnside’s office Amy’s time was full that semester, as full as it could be. Although Amy was becoming somewhat better with the math requirements of her field, she was grateful to have Wendy present at all times to ask her for help on formulas for her economics classes. Wendy seemed to have a talent for numbers totally out of reach for Amy. Occasionally Amy thumbed through Wendy’s accounting textbooks out of curiosity. She was intimidated by the content. I’m glad not to...

2 years ago
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Amy and Dave Nude on VacationChapter 5

DAY 5 FRIDAY MORNING At Aunt Lori and Uncle Kevin's house Dave woke up and looked at the clock on the nightstand. 'Damn, ' he thought as he saw that it was 6:00. It was about an hour earlier then the time he normally got up, but he had gone to bed about two hours earlier, so he had gotten more sleep then he normally did. And he was wide-awake. After laying there for a few minutes, he decided to get up. It was normal for him to get up as soon as he woke up. Without getting dressed, Dave...

4 years ago
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Amys Anal Adventures with Alice Ch 3

Alice wasn't sure what to do, she felt she was torn between two relationships. She had her relationship with Todd and Amy, which she loved. She also had been seeing Sarah without letting Todd and Amy know. Alice had, by chance, happened to bump into Sarah on her way to class. Sarah, while gathering her things, slid her hand under Alice's skirt and touched her, hoping for the lustful response that Alice had given her.  "Sarah", Alice thought, is perfect, she had long black wavy hair. Her skin...

4 years ago
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Amy and Dave Nude on VacationChapter 7

Day 7 "Megan. Megan." In her sleepy mind, Megan heard someone calling her. Opening her eyes, she saw her Mom. "Oh, morning, Mom." "I'm sorry to wake you, but your Dad and I decided that we are going to go out for breakfast and then to church. We are going to catch the early mass, so we should be back around 10:00. Amy and Dave's parents should be here are 10:30 and I think that they start heading home as soon as possible. We probably will have lunch with them before they...

2 years ago
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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 14

Chapter 14 – Wendy’s Ghosts People are full of surprises, as Amy was about to learn. The person you think you know the best, your closest friend, your family member, your lover, can conceal any number of dark secrets from you. It is human nature that all of us have our failings. It is human nature that each of us tries to conceal those failings from those closest to us, from those who we love the most. It is the fear of judgment, of rejection, over those failings drives people to do strange...

1 year ago
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A Reluctant Life Without Regrets Part 1 The Emergence of Amy

A reluctant new life without regrets Part 1. The emergence of Amy Chapter 1. The red dress Amy looked at her watch. "Only half an hour to my lunch date with the girls, I better hurry', she thought and turned back to the rack of clothes in front of her. She picked out a red ponti shift dress from Jigsaw that she new would look perfect with the 5 inch black patent heels she bought last week. The girls would understand if she was fashionably late, even if Tara was bring a newbie...

3 years ago
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Amy and Dave Nude on VacationChapter 6c

At Kelly's Farm Megan and Amy drove out into the country to Kelly's farm. Both girls were looking forward to going riding. While Megan went riding often, it had been quite a while since Amy had been riding. A friend's family had horses and every once in awhile, Amy would get to go riding. Amy wasn't that good, but she could ride without too many problems. Finally, they arrived at the farm. Megan drove down the road and parked next to the barn. The two girls got out of the car and as...

3 years ago
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Aiming for Amy 2

Eddie had just gotten off work from the late night shift. He was driving back to his apartment in the city. Eddie’s social and sex life had completely died since he’d take his new job and was looking forward to his next day off. As he passed by the lake, he saw a figure. This was highly unusual, so stopped to se what this person was doing and if something was wrong. He noticed it was a young girl, maybe 15 or 16, as he got out of his car and the girl was moving towards him. When he got...

4 years ago
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Going Out With Amy

It had been almost five full weeks since Amy last visited Ted.  That was the fifth time she had left me at home alone while she met another man for sex.  Like the previous four times, when the sun rose on the day after her last visit, she acted as if it had never happened.  She again returned to being Miss Prim and Proper around me and around our friends.  No one would have ever suspected that this church-going, choir-singing, demure little housewife behaved like she did when she let her hair...

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2 years ago
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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 10

Chapter 10 – Photo Shoot Robert, Amy, and Suzanne spent Thanksgiving together. Robert and Suzanne tried, not very successfully, to conceal their relationship from Amy. It didn’t matter, Amy had it figured out within a few days after Suzanne and Robert fell for each other. She still did not understand what on earth Suzanne had in common with her father’s law partner. That Thanksgiving was special for each of them, given that each had spent the previous Thanksgiving alone. Amy had spent her...

2 years ago
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Poor Amy

POOR AMY Chapter 1 Amy stood, as she had so many times in the past year, tearfully naked and trembling, her arms wrapped behind her neck, awaiting whatever punishment her ?parents? would decide to bestow. Her situation was probably unlike 99 percent of the other kids in the world. These weren’t really her parents. The woman sitting on the couch glaring at her was her dead father’s second wife and the man happily ensconced in his easy chair, scowling at her as his eyes roamed over her nubile...

3 years ago
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Amy a Lawyer

Copyright 2016 Amy closed her eyes and rubbed her hand across her forehead trying to clear the headache. She didn’t regret her decision to take the job in the Public Defenders’ Office. It felt good helping people who couldn’t afford a lawyer by themselves, but she hadn’t really been prepared for the workload. Looking around her small office, choked with legal texts and case files, she smiled ruefully to herself. At least she had a job, some of the friends she’d graduated with still hadn’t...

2 years ago
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Amy 16 Michelle Chos Wild Ride

Michelle Cho's Wild Ride by Amy Komori The original characters and plot of this story are the property of the author. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended. This story is copyright (c) 2012 Amy Komori. All rights reserved. Chapter One: The Story of How I Moved Here from Tulsa and Met This Amy Komori Girl I'll tell you straight up, dude, this town fucking sucked whenever we first moved here. But it's not like we had a choice. We moved here from Tulsa, Oklahoma,...

2 years ago
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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 16

Chapter 16 – Paul’s Secret Desire Amy and Paul returned to Chicago greatly refreshed from their trip to Pennsylvania. They spent nearly three weeks with Paul’s family. As had been the case going out, Amy and Paul took their time coming back, spending three days traveling along a different route. Amy thoroughly enjoyed her time at Paul’s house, in spite of the family’s depressing living situation. She liked his relatives. She was pleased to have put a spark of ambition back into Julie, and to...

2 years ago
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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 13

Chapter 13 – Paul Amy’s relationship with Robert had changed radically by the beginning of her second year of college. Amy was now Robert’s equal, and his friend. She still approached him for advice when she felt that she needed it, but as a friend, not as a surrogate daughter. She still felt a deep respect for him and cared for him deeply. He had saved her life. He had guided her into the path where she was now. Most importantly, in no way did he attempt to exploit her vulnerability when she...

3 years ago
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Amy and Savannah Move In

I grew up down the street from my local public swimming pool and spent a lot of hours there. Stationed in the center of the "good" side of town, it was a great amenity to have just a block away -- I could dash down and hang out for the afternoon and come home at any point if I wanted.Of course, not everyone at the pool lived in the neighborhood -- a lot of parents were known for using the pool as the sole activity for their k**s in the summer, buying them a summer pass and evicting them from...

1 year ago
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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 06

Chapter 6 – Halloween Party Midterms snuck up on Amy before she realized it. While it was true that Suzanne had her on an aggressive photo shoot schedule, it was also true that Amy had not put forth as much effort into her classes as she had during the spring and summer semesters. Amy’s most pressing problem was a term paper due October 24 for her modern history of economics class. Amy hated both the subject and the professor. Just two days before the deadline Amy remembered the paper. Two...

2 years ago
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Amy and Vivian Go Missing

So it was that Amy and Vivian began what they thought would be the adventure of their lives. Amy was tall at 5’7, slender yet somehow impressively curved, her blonde hair cut just above her shapely shoulders. Her blue eyes sparkled like the open ocean when she saw something she lusted after - which was often. Her soft-spoken manner and shyness only lasted until she got to know you, and then she became the demanding, typically spoiled rich girl. Her friend Vivian was in some ways the polar...

2 years ago
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Amy Gardner A Life

AMY GARDNER: A LIFE by dkb I'M GONNA, I'M GONNA God, my life is shit. My life is nothing. I'm 25 and still living at home with my parents, no job, no girlfriend, what am I gonna do? I'm a wreck. My life is disappearing, one day at a time, and it adds up to nothing. I wish I was someone else. I wish I was him. He looks like he knows where he's going, in his flash suit, a young high-flyer. Or him. Or her. In a giddy flash I trip and stumble. I would fall, but Mummy's got...

1 year ago
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Amy and The Lingerie Party

My name is Diana and I live a relatively normal life with my husband Tim on a quiet little cul-de-sac street on the outskirts of Fayetteville, North Carolina. I am a somewhat petite lady in the mid 30s with big breasts, long dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. "The girls" as I affectionately call them are 38D. A couple months ago some new neighbors moved into our little cul-de-sac, in the house that the Johnsons used to own before they moved to Florida to retire. We are a pretty stable group...

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GOTHIC AMY AND ME ALTERNATE ENDING

Introduction: What if John Fields Survived AUTHORS NOTE* I said a story of mine was published and some guy commented saying Posting a story on this site isnt getting a story published. Ya I know. A while ago a Woman who worked for Amazing life media inc contacted me via email and said she wanted to use my story Gothic Amy and Me or as it should have been called Gothic Amy and I in a book with a bunch of other sex stories. Its legit and its going to be published soon. I jumped at the chance and...

3 years ago
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Amy from the Church Camp Part II

Amy was a sweet nineteen-year-old and she was sexy as she could be and she knew it. She played like she was an innocent teenager, but she was anything but. I had known Amy and her parents for years and for years. Every summer, she attended a church camp where I was the camp director and counselor.Amy and I grew close over the years and even closer this past summer camp, closer than either one of us had probably ever meant to become.I woke up alone in my sleeping bag, having imagined, or so I...

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Amy and Rachel at the Beach

Amy spotted the man watching them when the sun reflecting off the binoculars he held caught her eye. She wondered how much he could see. She didn't tell Rachel. She'd wait until Rachel finished. She glanced down the beach again to see if the man was still watching. He was. Standing there, ominous as a scarecrow, higher than them on the third-floor deck of an ultra-modern house four houses away. She could almost feel his eyes on her bare breasts. Turning to watch Rachel on the chaise lounge next...

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3 years ago
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A Portrait of Amy

Synopsis: When John Kramer inherits his aunt's estate he finds paintings she had done of a mystery woman among the things. Intrigued he tracks her down and discovers that she is more than meets the eye. A Portrait of Amy By Belle Gordon A willowy young woman wearily pushed her bicycle up the hill. The sun blazed down on the quiet country lane and bees and flies droned around her. Wheeling the...

2 years ago
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Amy Lusty Wife and Mother

Chapter 1 Hello, guys!!! If you think you know your wife or girlfriend pretty good, you'd better take another minute or two and consider whether you really know her or not. I'd love to have a dollar for every husband who thinks he can describe his wife and that he's got her all confined in his own little package. Believe me, from personal experience, very few of you guys really know what your wives or girlfriends are up to when you're not around to keep an eye on them. What am I trying...

2 years ago
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Gothic Amy And Me Part 10 I Know Pronounce You

Introduction: Wedding and aftermath ,) Authors Note* I read a comment that gave me a good idea. But I have to say when I started this story I wanted it to be realistic. And slowly Ive been drifting from that but its all good. But Ive gotten suggestions for bestiality and pregnancy and I think someone asked for piss. Any thoughts or comments on these? Anyway&hellip,. REJECTS AND SHEJECTS&hellip,&hellip,I know pronounce you&hellip,. The moon glowed bright and the wind chilled my bones. It had...

1 year ago
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The Awakening of Amy

Chapter 1Amy had just finished a lovely meal after an evening out with a few of her work colleagues. She was in her late 20's, around 5'6" tall with long brown hair and curves in all the right places and was wearing a white top, black slacks and a light grey leather jacket. She had parked up in the opposite direction to her friends so when they left the restaurant she said goodbye to them and started the short walk back to her car alone. Even though it was around 9 pm and just starting to get...

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The Wanderings of Amy Ch 24

Chapter 24 – Paul’s roommate problems Paul and Amy accompanied Suzanne and one of her ex-classmates from the art department to Central Wisconsin for three days just before the Spring semester started. They rented a camper for Amy and Paul to change and warm up in, as well as a snowmobile and skis as props. Only Paul knew how to ski, and not very well. No one knew how to use the snowmobile, but Suzanne’s classmate read the instruction manual and figured out enough to be able to turn it on and...

3 years ago
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Poor Amy Learning a Lesson

Poor Amy Jameson was lying face down on the table, arms and legs bound to the table legs. Her body was covered in cum, her pussy and asshole were enflamed and sore, her back, ass and thighs were covered in welts. Her breasts, her tender breasts, were dotted with the marks that the teeth of nipple clamps leave when pressed between abused breasts and the tabletop. Her mind was buzzing, in that place that was neither here nor there — just floating in a space that only the abuse that she had...

2 years ago
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An Amy Fantasy Ch 3 Facing Demons

Part 1, Making Plans Marc didn’t stay at the girls apartment that much longer. Amy was physically tired and emotionally drained and just wanted to turn in for the night. They did make few plans for what they were going to need do starting the following day. Amy was to go to the administrative offices and drop out of school for the fall semester, but considering her due date would probably be in late March she didn’t expect to return until the following fall, but she wasn’t going to tell them...

1 year ago
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Doctor Who Amy Captured Ch 02

Both the planet and its moon were rising, from the perspective of the asteroid. It painted the interior of the lab in soft white light, which Shimizu admired from her seat by the window. Her eyes had a dreamy, relaxed look about them as her mind wandered over the events of the last hour. As it finally settled on the image of Amy, bound naked in the other room. They had moved her, of course, but that image had looked too good for Shimizu to want to give up in a hurry.Mara, on the other hand, was...

1 year ago
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Gothic Amy and me Part 3 a little fun in the night time

NOTE FROM AUTHOR KING OF REJECTS * Hey everyone I decided to continue the Series. And I know this is a sex story site and I'm glad everyone giving me there criticism good and bad. And I feel like I should tell everyone that I do put myself in this story I am John Fields. Eh Well my last name isn’t fields and I am how it says in the story. Tattoo on Arm piercing in left ear. Blonde hair blue eyes but no dick piercing…Not Yet. And I was reading the comments and if I sound like I'm...

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