Hot Wife KatieChapter 8 Katie s Tied Up
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The day after Katherine Jackson had given her first blowjob and allowed her husband to shoot his cum all over her beautiful freckled face she had spent the day at work in a daze. The professional business woman's head was in her hands as she couldn't concentrate during her meetings or on any simple task. She and her husband hadn't had a chance to talk after what she had done. When Fred left to go pick up their children from daycare she took a shower and her breasts were full, her nipples...
Katie raised her arms over her head and grabbed the headboard. Her husband fucked her harder. Her body moved on the bed back and forth while she raised her pelvis to meet her husband's hard cock as he fucked it in and out of her wet cunt. It was just an hour ago that she was at work and let a young couple know they didn't qualify for a loan and then disciplined another employee from a different branch. A few days ago she had fired another employee for continued policy violations. She was...
Katie Jackson walked hand in hand with her husband through the mall. She enjoyed any time spent with her husband. He had taken an obvious interest in her attire and she appreciated his opinion about what he liked as she put on tight skirts or revealing blouses. It felt differently around him and it was incredibly exciting. Fred had taken the afternoon off from work to spend time with his wife. He stood patiently around the stores as she tried on a variety of different outfits. He had noticed...
It was a warm morning as I drove into work. It was going to get hotter as the day progressed. The first day of spring was going to be very nice. I tied my shoe lace as I buckled my safety belt inside the helicopter. I was riding with screaming Dave Osbourne. He was the pilot for the Channel 6 News helicopter this morning. I do local traffic on the morning drive for a local radio station. I also help out the local news for there morning traffic on channel 6. I report wrecks, heavy traffic,...
It had been several months since the Jackson's sexual awakening. The happy couple had more sex than ever and had developed more spontaneity in their sex life. They would have fast 15 minute fuck sessions when they got home from work and before they would have to go pick up their children at the daycare. It had been seven days since they last had sex as Katie had just finished her period. Fred had hoped Katie would give him a much needed release during that time of the month with her mouth...
I currently have only a few friends to who I’ve become acquainted with, and it’s difficult to have them over as company because of the open relationship between my father and me. My closest friend is Catie Ann, which is short for Catherine Ann. This story is about how my dad and I essentially seduced her into what is now referred to as “The Club.” Catie is 5’5” tall, blond, slender measuring in at 34 – 26 – 31. She is 15, but will be 16 next month. Here are most of the the details of our...
Introduction: No introduction needed……… Many things have happened since my initial stories were posted. I just had my 16th birthday at the beginning of April and my dad and I have relocated nearly 200 miles away from where we previously resided. The unfortunate thing is I had had to start all over with making new friends as well as dealing with a new school. My dad and I are still very much into our relationship as it became to exist a little over a year ago through a few friends. Although I...
School-free meant we had a lot of time on our hands, too. Weeknights often allowed partying till about midnight or 1 AM in our burg, and we thought nothing of it but I found out later that was unusual ... put it down to our 'cosmopolitan' makeup. Katie usually went out with 'the girls' and I with the guys, of course. When we could get some money together, we sometimes had outside parties during the warm nights, usually at one of the remote barns on my dad's farm. One in particular was...
Kristie Davenport saw her mother bearing down on her from across the living room like a battleship weathering a rough sea. Kristie took a deep breath to steady her nerves. A lame mother was hard enough to bear, a lame mother who has already had to buy her daughter one full set of new bras is harder still to bear… and if my chest doesn’t stop growing real soon, mother’s going to have to get a third set in two months. And if the lamers at school notice, they are going to start...
Kristie was seventeen. I knew her mom, Kelly, We were all very good church-going friends. I liked Kristie’s mom, but couldn’t really find a way to express my feelings, so I did the next best thing- be there for her teenage daughter. Kristie, sometimes her friends from school, her mother and I often spent hours together playing board games or dominoes, sometimes until the wee hours of the morning. most usually on Sunday evenings after church services. Kristie’s mother always insisted that...
First TimeAunties New Panties By Gingerfred Man NOTE: "Auntie's Panties," a classic of our genre, was the only posted story from Rebecca Goldstein. I've always wanted to contact Miss G to thank her for a rousing tale, but since she seems to have slipped out the backdoor, the best tribute I could imagine was to write a new version of the classic in my own style. Except for the basic plot, some character names and a few purloined paragraphs to describe the clothes, this is an original work....
Bored on a slow Sunday afternoon, I decided to do a little cleaning around the house. Since I inherited this house when my father died, I had only used rooms that I had to. The mansion was massive: 7 bedrooms, a study, a huge den and a gigantic pool out back, just to name some of the features. One of the rooms I had not been in was my father's bedroom. It had been four months since he died and when I opened the door, I could smell the dust and settled air of the room. Checking out...
Chapter 1 For three days Hattie Monk had been waiting for Saturday night to arrive to go on her dream date with Royce Collins. Aged 24 with fair and longish curly hair Hattie was a vivacious and, being in a wealthy family, a little precocious. She was between jobs, a casualty of downsizing in her section of the computer industry, although her mother Kitty insisted Hattie was ‘on vacation’. Her Saturday night date, Lieutenant Royce Collins, had arrived recently from overseas duty. Five...
‘Have you ever really felt him?’ Mary Carmichael awoke to the sound of the woman’s voice in her head. She had a soft, whispery tone and the words made no sense. As Mary swam up from the depths of sleep, the words were replaced with a repeating buzz which she realized was her alarm clock. She reached over automatically and snapped it off, sitting up and knowing she had overslept again. ‘Have you ever really felt him?’ She got out of bed and didn’t bother to make it. She jogged into the...
Another boring day with the same boring routine. With the kids safely off to school, I looked around in the cramped apartment. Time to start the first load of the neverending stream of laundry, then the dishwasher, the dust rag and vacuum cleaner, followed by the daily exercise of folding and ironing. An hour later, I opened the window of the laundry room and looked outside. Though still a bit chilly, it was bright and sunny, with a soft breeze that carried the smell of hawthorn blossom....
True“Hope you’ve done as I asked or you won’t get your surprise,” John said with a smirk as he gripped the steering wheel a little tighter.I was sitting in the passenger seat with my legs and arms crossed, pretending to ignore him as I looked out the window, watching the traffic slowly move by.“Are you going to even give me a hint of what this surprise of yours is?” I finally huffed.“It’s wet,” he said with a devious smile.My eyes narrowed as I looked in his direction. I did not find him unamusing...
HumorThe StageHe stood waiting, silently in the night. His heart racing, his senses on high alert for anything out of the ordinary. From his vantage point, he could see the huge hulking shadow of the man he hired to do the dirty work. The hulk’s name was Harry and he cost a bundle. He was a massive 6-foot-tall, dirty, biker. He was perfect for the part. Harry was disgusting and someone you don’t want to be around, not only because of the smell, but because he would do anything for money. And...
Before we get started with this one, I would like to thank all of you who take the time to contact me about my stories. I would like to say though, those of you who are looking for happy endings in my stories, you're probably not going to find one! Extreme humiliation, feminization and punishment is what my subjects will suffer through after being caught or tricked! If this is not what you're looking for in a story, please take your less than desireable reviews and move on to another...
My name is Robert. I was born in a sleepy little oil town in southeast Texas, and now I live on the North Sea coast of Germany. How I came to live here in Ostfriesland, as this region of the country is called, is a story for another time. Suffice it to say that I have a house here, and I work as a software architect/designer/developer for large banks, insurance companies, and corporations in Germany. When I look back on my life, I often wonder how a shy skinny little black kid from a sleepy...
Interracial======================================================================== It was in the third week of our 'relationship,' when we realised it just was not working out. We had spent our first week together fixing up the cellar, installing the equipment and then the finishing touches like the mood lighting in red green and blue as well as yellow and clear neon, all controlled remotely from a digital handset that controlled the CCTV and door locks and also operated various vibrators...
Disclaimer. Any similarities between the people here depicted and persons living or deceased is entirely unintentional and the author wishes to apologise in advance for any mistaken impression that may arise.Pattie, Bound to Please. A cautionary tale.It was in the third week of our 'relationship,' when we realised things were just not working out. Perhaps having a 24/7 sex slave should have remained a fantasy but with Pattie desperate to pay for her doctorate and with less than a year to earn...
By PenKnave193 When I was in junior high school in the mid 1970’s the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other by one of the girl’s PE coaches. The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project: they only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. I was one of those boys chosen. While my buddies and...
I would just like to say a massive thanks to you, the reader, for staying with this story through the first two instalments to this, the final part. For those of you who have stumbled upon this, it follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1 & Lottie and Tom: Part 2. For completion I suggest you read those before this. All characters are 18 or over. As always, I welcome your comments and please, enjoy. ***** Chapter 1: The ‘fasten seatbelts’ sign turned off above us and I unbuckled mine...
Venice will steal your heart any hour of the day. Or night. Go and row your lover in a makeshift little boat to the market at the foot of Rialto Bridge. Do it in the haze of early morning. Kiss her in the cool shadowed galleries across San Marco's. Feed her a bite of pasta at a wholly unknown little square that you'll never be able to find back. Show her the maze of shady alleys and smelly canals in the quiet of the night. Venice is a floating body of ancient bones. It is shaped from...
Mattie's eyes were closed tightly as Ann spread her legs. She gave no resistance, but she looked plainly terrified. My dick was hard and ready, and I had poised myself at her cute little opening, but I was having second thoughts. Mattie looked much more scared than Ann ever had. I looked at Ann, a question in my eyes. "Mattie, relax," Ann said. "People have been doing this for centuries, you know. It's no big mystery." Mattie opened her eyes, looked down, and saw my erect cock, the...
Chapter 1: ‘Eek! I’m so relieved and excited at the same time!’ Lottie squirmed in the passenger seat next to me as I drove us back home. Okay, technically it wasn’t her home as she didn’t officially live with my dad, mum and me, but she might as well have done. Charlotte ‘Lottie’ Davis was my best friend and had been since we first met 14 year years ago back on our first day of school. I remember it as clearly as yesterday. My mum dropped me off with an awful lot of hugs and tears and ‘I...
This follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1. For completion I suggest you read that before this. All characters are 18 or over. A massive thank you to all those who enjoyed reading the first instalment and left your comments. I welcome your opinions on this part. ***** Chapter 1: I awoke slowly. It was Sunday, the one day of the week where my parents shared my love of staying in bed. No one in our house rose before 10am on a normal Sunday. Lottie had stayed overnight, which equally...
He looked at the 1952 Willys Jeep, 4wheel drive station wagon. It was a classic right from an African safari operator. First of all, he could have bought one cheaper in the United States if he had added the shipping cost into the equation. Yes, Artie thought, but it wouldn’t have the provenance of the monster which sat outside his garage. It looked as though all those years working in his father’s auto repair shop might just pay off after all. The thought of those days usually made him sad,...
Charlotte Moore, to the prying eyes of outsiders, was a strange girl. Aged just about twenty years old, freshly dropped out of university and working on reception at an insurance company, she acted much older than how she looked. She never went out, much to the dismay of the long queue of boys and men that had taken one look at her pretty face and would have given anything for just one kiss from those dark, rosebud lips. She was always either at work or shut away in her parent’s house and...
Charlotte Moore, to the prying eyes of outsiders, was a strange girl. Aged just about twenty years old, freshly dropped out of university and working on reception at an insurance company, she acted much older than how she looked. She never went out, much to the dismay of the long queue of boys and men that had taken one look at her pretty face and would have given anything for just one kiss from those dark, rosebud lips. She was always either at work or shut away in her parent’s house and...
Straight SexCopyright© 2003 (Read My Neighbour Hazel) One morning as I was returning from Joan and Mary's home, Hazel met me and we went back into my home where she had emerged. "I thought you were back you usually are by this time and I called to see you. I had a telephone call from a woman not connected with the LBG (Ladies Bridge Group), but who is a dear friend of one of our members. The member told me that I would be contacted by her, her name is Hattie. Her daughter is twenty-one years old and...
I was texting Phil working on a day that we could meet up. Both my parents had full time jobs in the city, and if my brother was not going to be home I knew he could come over. Luckily, my brother went to work with my father sometimes, and this week he was going. Phil's parents also worked, so I told Phil I would pick him up at his house at 10am since we would have to leave my house by 5. He agreed, then shocked me with some great news. He asked if his friend Artie could join us. He said...
I approached the front of my house and climbed the steps up to the front porch. I said to myself, "Ok, Pattie girl, just keep going. Don't look left or right, just straight ahead." Everything around me was deathly quiet. The only sound that I could hear were my footsteps on the wooden porch. I walked to the front door, unlocked it, and stepped into the house. After closing the door behind me, I relocked it securely. Since I had showered less than an hour before, I simply undressed,...
InterracialMy name is Pattie, and my husband and I have been married for five years. My husband treats me like a princess. He buys me all sorts of clothes and loves to dress me up. Every day he picks out my outfits. He especially loves to pick out my intimate items that I wear. He’s most fascinated with my panties. He loves the fabrics and wonders how they’ll look on my pussy. The man is in love with my beautiful, bald pussy. Often, my husband Bobby loves to shave my pussy. He loves for me to be bald and...
Wife Lovers"Don't move. Stay right where you are," I whispered. She complied as I felt her muscles relax and her body slump against my chest. We were silent. There was no need for conversation. We had both exclaimed our delight over the past half hour and swam in the pleasure of our shared passion. We had expressed our fulfillment at the completion of a blissful union. We lay there in the dark, the gentle rocking of the boat adding to our peaceful recovery. I pulled the comforter over us to ward...
My first memories of my Aunt Bertie were when I was very young. She was my mom’s younger sister and lived in Ohio. My Dad always referred to her as that Yankee relative. I was born and we lived in Philadelphia, Mississippi.My Dad was a born and bred Southern in the old South tradition. His ancestors had large cotton plantations and many slaves. Fortunately, my Great Great Grandfather (GGGF) had the foresight to diversify his cotton fortune in European investments.After the Yankee war of...
IncestPart 3. Bertie...... Sarah, and Vicky too.Berties lips join mine, I offer no resistance. He's very gentle, tender. Stroking my hair, leaning into me further, pushing me back a little. Open mouthed now, still I don't resist, eagerly accepting his tongue...it slides across mine, exploring....I feel the passion in me welling up, heart beating fast....his hand wonders down to my boobs, gently feeling through the thin material of the blouse, breathing coming faster through my nose as the excitement...
Katie Gets Tied Up While on vacation in Mexico Katie told me I could demand her to do whatever I wanted her to do. She wanted me to treat her like a slut; she wanted me to demand her to suck my cock; to have my way with her. I glanced over at the clock and then back outside. She should be home any minute. I removed all of my clothing and threw them in the corner. I was standing naked in the hallway as I glanced down at my semi erect dick. I couldn't wait for what I was about to do to my wife....
Character List Tim Part Original, H.S. Student; 5’-9” tall, 145 pounds, 17 years old. auburn hair, gray eyes, nice looking Dottie HS Student; 4’-11” tall, 102 pounds, 34C-22-34, 16 years old, short, curly, strawberry blond hair, gray eyes, some light freckles, very cute Tony HS Student, 5’-10” tall, 200 pounds, 17 years old, black hair, brown eyes Rick HS Student, 6’-0” tall, 160 pounds, 17 years old, brown hair, blue eyes Geno HS Student, 5’-9” tall, 170 pounds, 17 years old, black...
PRIVATE SCHOOL FOR LESBIANS – Part 3 - DOTTIEThe Director, Ms Dorothy van Heckle, (Dottie to most people) was a tall distinguished looking woman with grey hair (she was about 60) and a firm voice. She had directed this school since the beginning. She was an enigma to most. There were many rumours about her, but nothing was ever proven or investigated. One persistent rumour was that she had wild parties in her very pPRIVATE SCHOOL FOR LESBIANS – Part 3 - DOTTIEThe Director, Ms Dorothy van...
18 year old Dottie and her brother Chaz fought all the time. Chaz was sixteen and thought he knew it all. He treated his little sister with contempt and often put her down in front of others. Chaz out with older boys. They smoked pot and drank. Dottie knew this but would not tell her mom. Deep down she loved her brother and would do anything for him.Dottie went the bathroom to pee she heard her brother voice making groaning noises. Maybe he fell and hurt himself. Dottie was worried. She opened...
IncestI was trying to drive west down Main Street in my Ford F150. Traffic was stalled in both directions. Every few minutes I would advance about a car length. Twenty minutes of this and I was getting bloody frustrated. I noticed then that the car beside me, going east, was a new Mustang convertible. The top was down. Since I was at a higher level in my truck, I could see into the car. The male driver was about my age. He was slim, balding, clean-shaven and, generally, a good looking guy. He was...
Oral SexThe traffic on Buena Vista was at a standstill. Dennis Hubbard was flipping through the channels on his satellite radio to get to the sports talk shows. As the married, father of three did so, he spotted the car next to his metallic green 2013 Ford Expedition. The little red 2014 Mitsubishi Lancer contained a white guy with spiked brown hair talking on the phone and waving his hands about furiously. Dennis thought the dude looked like a flaming gay boy. He kept his eyes on the other driver...
The holiday season has come and gone. Resolutions have been made with all the sincerity of a paid witness. Yet… its still my most joyous time of year. Let me begin by telling you that I don't consider myself to be a very sensual woman. I don't date all that often because of the demand on my time at work, and occasional sex is far less frequent. Good sex is rarer still. I'd pretty much settled into a routine of romance novels and masturbation as a means of sexual gratification. With a vivid...
I'm fortunate to live about 5 miles from where I work but unfortunate enough to live in a heavy road construction area. It can sometimes take 30 minutes to go that short distance.Last night on my way home, I got caught in traffic but instead of getting pissed, I sat back and relaxed. I had been horny all day and needed a release. My husband was being an asshole lately so I knew he wouldn't want to "play ball" when I got home.As I sat there waiting for the cars ahead of me to move, I started to...
After a long and tedious day at school teaching the world's worst freshmen class, the last thing she wanted to do was grade another paper, or look at another student ... or another human being for that matter! It's funny that she was in such a mood, because she normally had a smiling disposition. outgoing, respectful, and a smile that brightened even the most miserable person's day and deep dimples that showed up as a complement to pearly white teeth that greeted you every time she opened...
The holiday season has come and gone. Resolutions have been made with all the sincerity of a paid witness. Yet… its still my most joyous time of year. Let me begin by telling you that I don't consider myself to be a very woman. I don't date all that often because of the demand on my time at work, and occasional sex is far less frequent. good sex is rarer still. I'd pretty much settled into a routine of romance novels and masturbation as a means of sexual gratification. With a vivid imagination,...
MasturbationI’ve written about how I used to role-play at being an exhibitionist with my old friend Alex (“How I Started Being an Exhibitionist”) and told you about my minor teasing in public places and my fantasy about making love in public (“What Katie Did in the Parking Station”). In the second post I described how I shamelessly teased Mr Burgess who lives across the road from me. I promised I would tell you how things ended up with me and Mr Burgess, and here it is. And it is not a...
I feel dreadfully wicked.It’s Monday, and John, my husband has left to work abroad for a week. As I’ve explained, he works alternate weeks abroad and alternate weeks in the UK.I’m always glad when John’s home, of course I am. I love my husband, and when he’s home everything is wonderful. So why do I feel this thrill now that he’s left for St. Louis in the United States?I feel this thrill because this evening I will perform. I love performing for my husband, but the time difference is six hours,...
Wife LoversKaties nipples were not cooperating. The 14-year-old looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. She had been trying to keep her nipples from being so obvious in her new dress, but it was no use. The lacy bra that matched the party dress didnt keep her twin nubbins from showing through the red gown. Katie had just gone through some weird growth spurt, and her breasts were now much bigger than before. Her nipples seemed to have grown, too. They stayed erect all the time, like small pink pencil...
Part 1 - The GymI got my stuff together and headed out to the gym. I was feeling incredibly horny this morning, id been chatting online with a few guys and looking at some pretty dirty porn on my phone pretty much most of the morning since I woke up.Its a huge turn on of mine to dress and act like a girly slut when I get a chance to be alone, and a lot of the time I like to wear panties under my everyday male clothes. Today was one of those days. I decided to wear a little thong under my tight...
This chapter is simple and may not get too erotic. Bear with the chapters as it gets better. These chapters surround the following chapters, as we (Dottie and I) were always getting back together and breaking up again. See Chapter 6 for more about Dottie. Chapter 1. Dottie Names have been changed to protect well EVERYBODY. This is a true story that started when I was around 16. I am now a senior citizen. In the 1960’s and 1970’s there were not many diseases like AIDS. The worst you...
See chapters 2 thru 4 (Carrie, Janice, Pam, Peg, Eve and Judy) This is a continuation from Chapter 1 FAST FORWARD ALMOST A YEAR: I got a call from some girl that I didn’t recognize the voice. “Hey Rex…I want to get drunk” I responded, “Who is this?” She replied “This is Dottie” I said, “I’ll be right there” then I ran up to the Liquor store and bought some beer and wine. I ran to Dottie’s house. She told me she was alone in the house, and her parents were away. When I arrived, she let...
Angique opened her eyes. She drank in the blue vastness of her view, the silver shimmer of the lake below. Then she stepped back from the edge of the terrace. She turned around and walked to the wicker chairs. They were set back into the shadows of a huge umbrella. The towering heels of her laced up leather boots clicked elegantly on the white marble. The sun painted highlights on the leather of her corset and tights. She reached the shadows, finding a cool place to protect the paleness of...
Part 2 of Beth's serial story (A journey and a meeting) 2 days had passed since Sarah's revelation. That night, parked outside mum and dad's we had chatted away excitedly, loosing track of time until mum, peeping out the window, wondering why I wasn't getting out came out to see. During our chat a meeting day and time was worked out, I was to join them the evening after tomorrow. The next night after college and in Sarah's company I spoke with Bertie on her phone, he has a lovely speaking...
Me and Artie fucked whenever one of us had an open house, but we only got to see eachother about four more times before it was time for me to leave for college. Three days before leaving for school, Artie texted me that his parents were going to Atlantic City over night, and he was going to be home alone. His parents had some money, and were very modern. At 15, they felt that he could take care of himself, and I knew this would be our last opportunity together. I lied to my parents and told...
Introduction: Me & Artie get some alone time After Artie and I dropped off Phil at his house, I asked him if he wanted to hang out still. He obviously answered yes, so I figured why not head back to my place. It was only 2 oclock and we had the house to ourselves for at least another three hours. When we got back I was feeling adventurous, so I went in my parents liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of vodka. Want to take some shots? I asked Hell yeah, weve been trying to drink together...
STRANGE MEETING LEADS TO SEX TORTURE TERROR FOR SAVANNA... Since loosing my job suddenly a few months ago and being down on my luck I decided it was about time I made some money out of my favourite hobby, being a sexy t-girl. Well where was the harm? I loved getting dolled up in my sexy outfits and showing off my feminised figure in tight rubber, leather or PVC outfits. I had been told I was quite convincing with my enhanced boobs, long shapely legs and tight ass and I thought, well...