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Hello dear iss readers this is tonguetainer, this is real incident which was happened in the 90′ s, when i was working with a surgical company as a sales personal, along with me they were two ladies also working in the company. one was a office assistant and the other was our manager. Our boss will be on tour all the time, will not be in the office. I used to do local sales and other things for the office. both of them were sex bombs, but due to younger what i did is to watch and dream about...
Being An Erotic Tale of Majik In An Untolde and Unknown Number of Parts Composed By A Coward Preferring To Hide Behind the Pseudonym "Ocelot Phayze" Chapter One: In Which The Story Begins I've come to the realization that one of the necessities of extended trips over land or otherwise is the capacity to ignore your bladder. Someone, somewhere, sometime in my past must have warned me about coaches, but I either don't remember exactly what they said or, more likely, I never bothered...
My mother is really hot and mature. I started looking at her in that angle when I heard a bunch of guys in a mall secretly talking about her. They were not able to move their eyes of my mother. Then I realised the beauty of her. She is of above average height. She has very less belly fat as she does all her household and the garden work for herself. The diet she takes and the household activities she does made her really sexy in building up her body well.I completed my 12th and am free for like...
Tied by Unknown Marta led me to the cedar chest at the foot of the bed. She didn't have to order me to kneel, just the pressure of her hands on my shoulders was enough to cause me to slowly drop onto my knee's. I watched her tie a cord to the hasp where a large padlock hung, then she quickly ran the cord through the hole in the end of the cock-gag that protruded from my stretched lips. I could feel the straps pulling at the back of my head as she tightened the cord. ...
The Girl Scout – 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl Scout -5 Die Bitch Die; Girl Scout 6 -Cum Faced A new fear overcame Lisa. What , what would happen to her at Lamont’s? Where are you going to take me Sir. What are you going to do, Sir. I gonna fuck your cherry asshole. Dad says he saved your shit hole fo me. U gonna get my 14 inch cock up yo butt. Lisa’s knees buckled. Maybe she would be better dead. Lisa would have collapsed but Lamont still held her up. Wat u crying abouts, wese...
I love being tied up and blindfolded. Last night he blindfolded me and tied me with ropes to the bed. Nothing gets my pussy wetter faster then being tied, helpless and blindfolded.He always starts these games the same way, leaving me alone for a few minutes. I lay there tied, unable to move, unable to see what's happening. His touch comes suddenly, unexpectedly. A light soft touch running down between my big tits and down my stomach; he must be using a feather. Another touch at my feet, maybe...
She didn’t normally sleep on her stomach but she felt extremely cosy and deliciously comfy and completely disinclined to move.It was only when she felt his tongue licking the cheek of her bottom and she tried to wriggle away from him that she realised that she was tied – gently but very securely – spreadeagled on the bed.Her legs were spread apart.She imagined that her ankles had been tied to the legs of the bed.She could see that her wrists were tied to the iron bedhead.He knelt up and smacked...
Debbie slowly turned away from Marion, and reached over to where her husband was still laying on the bed. She reached up and untied the rope from his handcuffs and pulled it free. She then reached down to the cuffs holding his ankles together, and freed them, too. "OK, pussy boy" she said to her husband. "Get up and make room for the Bitch." Bill then rolled over and stood up beside the bed. Debbie then told Ron to rotate his body 90 degrees, so that his head was still facing down, but...
It had been weeks since my husband, Derek and I had really seen each other, him being so busy with work and with me finishing up a summer class. We had recently gotten into a heated debate which ended in a stupid fight. I was giving him the ultimate silent treatment by freezing him out, but it backfired, instead of him chasing after me, he simply ignored my slight attempts to make up. I secretly wanted him to apologize for some hurtful things he had said, and craved his attention. I missed his...
‘This is the strangest feeling’, Robin thought, ‘it’s almost as if I was being fucked hard in my sleep!’ As she slowly awoke, Robin realized that she was not dreaming. She really was being fucked, and she was surprised and glad that nothing seemed to hurt. She could feel the coating of gel still covering all of her tattoos, and realized that they must have applied another coating, and when she did not wince or ... well, wake up, decided that she was ok to be used. Again. She tried to lift...
She had wondered what it would be like to be tied up. To be completely at his command and not be able to get away if she did not thoroughly enjoy it. She was the queen of the tapout, despite how much she loved sex. She would push men away who could not excite her with their oral skills. Many would get pushed away who would rub her raw with their fingers. Most seemed not to mind her love of being taken hard from behind, and she had to admit that made her wet more often than not. In her bed,...
This is a true story about my ex-wife and happened in the late 80s. At the time she was 26 or 27, 5’3” 120 lbs, auburn hair and big brown eyes. Picture Jennifer Jason Leigh from “Fast Times at Ridgemont High”. I was my wife’s first real boyfriend. We met when she was 18 and I was 19. She was a senior in High School from another town and I was just out of school. I was her first and to the best of my knowledge, her only until after we split up. When we were married we had a big brass bed and...
This is a true story about my ex-wife and happened in the late 80s. At the time she was 26 or 27, 5’3” 120 lbs, auburn hair and big brown eyes. Picture Jennifer Jason Leigh from “Fast Times at Ridgemont High”. I was my wife’s first real boyfriend. We met when she was 18 and I was 19. She was a senior in High School from another town and I was just out of school. I was her first and to the best of my knowledge, her only until after we split up.When we were married we had a big brass bed...
Twenty-three year old Callie Monahan was enjoying the warmth of a spring day in the 70’s. Callie was blonde, blue eyed, beautiful, slutty and seldom wore a bra, preferring the looks her breasts received from the men she passed by while walking or running in Central Park. A former high school cheerleader, she was more than aware of her good looks and used them to her advantage. She had always dated whichever boy was the current season’s sports star and was not above popping open an extra...
Chapter 1 "Do you need any help with dinner?" Marybeth asked as she came in from her daily 6-mile run. Her short hair and five-foot-nine-inch, fit and shapely body covered in a sheen of sweat. The words caught Bob by surprise - not just because Marybeth never offered to help in the kitchen, but because they were the first civil words that had been spoken in their house in the last 4 days since Marybeth had confronted him and accused him of cheating on her. He'd denied the...
As you open the front door, you smell scented candles and my perfume. As you step through the doorway, the rose petals scattered on the floor leading to your room tell you that I have something romantic planned for us tonight. Your heart beats faster at the prospect of having a romantic dinner with your sweet, innocent girlfriend… Little did you know… You followed the rose petals to your room and open the door. The lights are off, and candles are all that’s illuminating the room. You see me,...
EroticI was dating an older guy who my parents didn't know about. He made me feel special and he did things to my body that were electrifying. Even now, I think he had one of the largest cocks I've ever seen. Not much when soft but once aroused, he must have been eight or nine inches long and so thick..... He was a mechanic and used to drive a sporty BMW, convertible. We drove out to a place called Callandar and on a hill out of the village he parked the car. There were aa few paths leading from the...
FetishMy first story attempt. Let me know what you think.He had watched her come and go on her daily jog. He had been infatuated with her since she had moved in across the hallway. He remembered the day vividly as it wasn't every day that a goddess moved into the building. It was her laugh and smile that first caught his attention. She had a smile that seemed to illuminate the whole world around her and beautiful full lips. She was carrying several boxes to her apartment when he had gotten home...
I am tied, naked, blindfolded, and spreadeagled on your bed, my pale skin contrasting with the dark denim comforter as I listen to the soft slide of fabric against skin as you undress. The soft thud heralds the loss of your jeans and I lick my lips, wishing I hadn’t thought of the blindfold, I want to see you. From your vantage point you can see the dampness clinging to the bush partially concealing my pussy, my clit pouts out at you. You kick your pants to one side a pick up the long feather...
Audrey Horwell was a successful fitness instructor. She had it all. Owning her own business, she had begun with one women’s only fitness club, and over ten years expanded to two women’s only and one co-ed facility that also handled injury rehabilitation. Audrey’s ice blue eyes and iron discipline had made her goals not only possibilities but realities. Her body was not only her pride and joy but also her biggest advertisement. At thirty-six, her 42DD defied gravity, although she had to keep...
InterracialAudrey Horwell was a successful fitness instructor. She had it all. Owning her own business, she had begun with one women’s only fitness club, and over ten years expanded to two women’s only and one co-ed facility that also handled injury rehabilitation. Audrey’s ice blue eyes and iron discipline had made her goals not only possibilities, but realities. Her body was not only her pride and joy, but also her biggest advertisement. At thirty six, her 42DD defied gravity, although she had to keep...
BisexualReGenesis, Inc.: A Loose End Tied By Bill Hart As one of her many household chores, Becky was vacuuming the living room when her mother arrived home from work. She didn't enjoy doing it, but keeping the house clean was one of her responsibilities. On the other hand, she knew her mother, who generally worked the morning shift at the diner, appreciated her helping out. Even with getting up at 3am every workday morning, Phyllis was more or less satisfied with her working arrangements,...
i will make this quick , and excuse the grammer ect, Ive had a few beers that is why i will tell the story.Met a girl from high school we are both in our 40s now . I liked her then ,but we met and hooked up 25 years later. She was allways know as a good girl. Very religous familiy, super goody two shoes. Well after dating and not being interested at all. She tells me outside a bar I got her drunk in. "do you want to fuck? I take her home sex was terrible real uptight. one year goes by. I have...
Several weeks ago we hiked in the park and over the past week we invited Huda’s hubby over for snacks while she worked, He told of her randy ways and that her feels there marriage has barely scratched the surface of her wild desires. I has met many of her friends and they tell of her explorations but then he tells we have struck a nerve , she came home relaxed and wild for a change riding him to the wee hours of the morning. We show him one of our guide forms and he looks and tells this...
I am tied, naked, blindfolded, and spreadeagled on your bed, my pale skin contrasting with the dark denim comforter as I listen to the soft slide of fabric against skin as you undress. The soft thud heralds the loss of your jeans and I lick my lips, wishing I hadn't thought of the blindfold, I want to see you. From your vantage point you can see the dampness clinging to the bush partially concealing my pussy, my clit pouts out at you. You kick your pants to one side a pick up the long feather...
AnalI walked into the house. It was immaculate as I knew it would be. I looked for my wife and couldn’t find her. There was no noise or sound in the house. I walked to the kitchen. There I found a single red rose. I smiled. My wife had a surprise for me. She always left a rose to signal I was to bring it to our room, our special place.I didn’t hurry. I’d had a long day at work as we were planning my company IPO. I was already worth a lot of money, but going public would make me filthy rich. My wife...
BDSMPANTIED - four days for a life change, by - Nicci Knox Chapter I Saturday, Early - an enforced transformation. I awoke to the vision of my wife undertaking some strange task that involved bending and stretching, and what a vision! The early morning sun, streaming in through the netted windows, caught the auburn cascade of her hair, echoing the glitter as it touched the splendid red profusion of her pubic bush and the pink freshness of her somewhat freckled body. Her firm high...
Diapered and Pantied By Cissie Guy The taxi ride back home was long and mostly silent. Phil and Cindy sat in the back seat while his mom sat up front with the cab driver. Phil kept his eyes focused on his bare knees, not wanting to look up. Cindy watched Phil intently as she sat next to him. Her grin never fading as she runs a hand up Phil's legs. "Smooth" was all she said, as her grin got even bigger. Occasionally, his mom would turn around and stare at her 15 year old son, now...
"Well now, said Hoke, "Are you girls serious with your games?" "What kind of games?" I said. "The tie me up, tie me down, kind for openers," he said. "Or maybe you'd like a little spanking?" "We're not into serious pain," Julie said. "Nothing serious," he said reassuringly. "Let's use Yellow as the code word to stop anything before it goes to far, okay?" "Yellow it is," I said. "Yeah, yellow," Julie chimed in. Shimmying out of her robe and palming her pussy in...
I was always named the tounge tister at my high school by all of the girls i dated. i was 17 with a 5 inch long penis and a tounge that was like gold. My current girlfriend didnt like me licking her pussy much witch i didnt get much. but she did give my hardons like hell.but one day she had some different ideas.She said we needed to talk and i was up for it. so we met at her house when her parents werent home yet,and she came out with nothing but her skin on. she said she wanted to feel my...
Hello readers. Alizee is back to entertain you with a nasty but horny story which is bound to take your hands to the itchy area between your legs and its time you have some napkins around to clean yourself. This incident takes place when two lovely bodied woman bump into each other while attending a seminar in one of those ECR resorts. After a stressful day of listening to all the crap which can never add values in any of our work Deepa felt she needed to relax with a bottle of beer. All thru...
Hello readers. JJ is back to entertain you with a nasty but horny story which is bound to take your hands to the itchy area between your legs and its time you have some napkins around to clean yourself. This incident takes place when two lovely bodied woman bump into each other while attending a seminar in one of those ECR resorts. After a stressful day of listening to all the crap which can never add values in any of our work Deepa felt she needed to relax with a bottle of beer. All thru the...
LesbianAs we arrived back at my house, the sexual tension was evident and we wasted no time as our lips locked in a passionate, lustful kiss before the door fully closed behind us. My kisses moved to your cheek, then to your neck and I whispered, “I need your sweetness on my tongue, Sara." Hearing me say it made your pussy start to throb and you could feel yourself instantly getting wet and ready to give me all the sweet juice I craved. “How bad do you want it?" you said as you playfully walked...
Oral SexRenata was in a foul mood, although a satisfied smile did curl her lips as she peered at herself in the full-length mirror. She looked damn good, she thought. She knew she had a good body, anybody would. Slim, five-seven, pretty face, glistening shoulder-length black hair, firm not-too-big tits, flat tummy, toned upper body and long, lean legs. She was thirty-nine years old but people often took her for much younger. She knew she was hot.Her Cleopatra costume showed off her bod tremendously,...
MatureThey’d both been thinking about that night, about each other. They agreed to meet the following Saturday, 3 p.m. at a bench in the back of the old cemetery behind the abandoned stone church next to the Civic Park. It was nearby, quiet, and private. They would meet with masks on, keep the intrigue a little longer, and they would unmask together, and depending on how well the meeting went, perhaps they would make a night of it.----Renata had difficulty deciding on how to dress for her meeting...
MatureThe large island in the kitchen had been the last cabinet to be installed and now the granite top was in place. I surveyed the rooms to ensure the floor had been swept and cleaned before starting the flooring installation."Is everything ready for you?" I turned around to see Donna standing in the hallway."I think so," I replied. "Everything looks good.""I hope this isn't a problem, but John had to go into work today and won't be here to help you," she said in an apologetic tone. "But...
CheatingThursday The food court in the building I work in isn’t very busy. It’s a beautiful summer day, and most people are outside enjoying the sunshine. I ordered the Chicken Teriyaki special, when my order is ready, I reached for my wallet. I had left my wallet in my suit jacket. “Shit,” I mutter under my breath. M was behind me, next in line to pay at the cash registered. She could see I had forgotten my wallet by my reaction. She gently bumps my back with her shoulder. I turn around and look...
Fetish"Kneel down and unzip my fly," Glenn said in a hoarse voice. Her green eyes widened with shock. She couldn't have been more than twenty-one or two, and they'd met just twenty minutes before, but it wasn't her age that bothered Glenn. What he really craved was a lush, blonde like his on beautifully curved daughter, Becky. Glenn quickly tried to push that thought aside as too dangerous. But it clung fiercely like a burning obsession. "Go ahead," Glenn said harshly to the...
I come home early and find you sitting in bed with my shirt and tie on. The shirt barely covers your pubic hair and you look so sexy sitting there. Your legs are a warm invite to kiss… I drop my briefcase and walk to the side of the bed you are on. There is plenty of light in the room, the curtains are open and you can see into the back… I turn on some music and your eyes are burning deeply into me. I am so conscious of you watching me, I had to turn my back… I take off my jacket, tie, and...
Posing Ties Your hands are above you as you pose for me. It’s a difficult one to hold, but after me complementing you on it you were insistent that be one of the poses I draw you in. As fine as your form is, I am caught between trying to hurry so as to relieve the strain on your arms and taking my time so as to do justice to your looks with my poor talent. We only just started about fifteen minutes earlier, and already your arms and hands quiver a bit with the strain. You look so good,...
BDSM‘Hey babe, be home soon can’t wait to see you’ it was from Tori, and then something in me exploded, I instantly got hard thinking about what I could do to her today. I raced into the bedroom and grabbed the flower petals I was saving and sprinkled them all across the floor in a kind of, follow the path, to the bathroom. I placed a not on the door…. Tori arrived to a note on the door, she read it “ Follow the rose petals to your destination”. she walked in and started shedding her clothes,...
I bolted up the stairs of my apartment complex in the center of the gay neighborhood with the package in my hand. I had ordered some new underwear from ‘Oboy’ and I couldn’t wait to get my cock and ass into it! Saying the package is underwear doesn’t do the gear justice! I had ordered a Wildmilk love flier brief is red and yellow! They call it a brief but this gear is a bikini at heart. I fumbled with the keys to the door with one hand and started pulling my clothes off with the other . ...
I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the fifteenth time, checking my hair and mascara. I was obsessed with my appearance for the first time in probably ever. Granted today was no regular day, at least that's what I had been telling myself so I wouldn't feel like the enamored nineteen year old I was. I never spent this much time getting ready for some guy. He wasn't just some guy though. He was older. Not by much but his position made him seem older. He was my poetry professor, one twenty...
Taboo“Let’s get this straight, Lucy,” Tom said as he closed and locked the door behind him. “You ARE going to do this!”“And I told you I am NOT, you sick, perverted bastard!”Tom’s hand flew out and grabbed the nightdress of the girl and pulled her roughly to him. She struggled but he was far too strong for her and , although she twisted her head, she couldn’t stop his rough, unshaven face pressing against her young, smooth cheek as he kissed her. She struggled but he had too firm a grip on the...
There's nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood. Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town, musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop, what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun... I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met me at the...
There's nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood. Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town, musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop, what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun... I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met me at the...
The house was old, damp, and dark. I stumbled through it, bleary eyed and desperate for the toilet, fumbling along the walls for a door handle. I'd long lost the party but, insulated by the warmth of my liquid dinner, I didn't really feel like I cared. My hand eventually closed on a door handle and I pushed it open to be greeted with the oddest sight I could possibly imagine. A figure, clad in the most bizarre fetishistic outfit conceivable, stood hunched in the corner. It jumped as I...
Family Ties By LancerI had had one of those weeks where all you want is a couple of days of peaceful tranquility to regroup. But when I opened the kitchen door that Friday evening I realized that my dear wife had something else far more interesting in mind. She stood by the kitchen sink wearing a semi transparent beach cover up over that damn black micro bikini that...
Chapter 1 "Franco, the delivery truck is pulling around to the loading dock. The order is kind of big, today. Are you going to need any help?" "No, thank you, Miss Annie," Franco replied in his thick Italian accent. "I am fine." "Ok! Thanks, Franco. Let me know if you need anything, though," Annie closed the door and returned to her sewing and Franco opened up the delivery bay doors and got to work unloading the truck. Franco had been in the United States for just over two years....
Posing Ties Your hands are above you as you pose for me. It’s a difficult one to hold, but after me complementing you on it you were insistent that be one of the poses I draw you in. As fine as your form is, I am caught between trying to hurry so as to relieve the strain on your arms and taking my time so as to do justice to your looks with my poor talent. We only just started about fifteen minutes earlier, and already your arms and hands quiver a bit with the strain. You look so good,...
Chapter 1 - The end of innocence. Sitting on a wooden bench that lazy warm summer afternoon next to my friendStanley I felt still a touch of annoyance at missing my regular Saturday afternoongolf game. Chaperoning my eldest daughter at the local Fete was not what Ihad planned. I glanced at him briefly wondering if he, like me, was bored.He and I had been shanghaied into this chore while our respective wives werehaving a 'girl's' lunch and shopping expedition. His daughter Sara was my Rachel's...
I open the door and she’s standing there with a red rose and a bottle of something expensive. ‘Hey.’ she says calmly. ‘How about it?’ ‘Good morning,’ I say. What else can I say? It’s 9am. It’s Sunday. It’s six months and nine days since the last time she said that. How has she got here? I suppose it doesn’t matter now. We stand looking at each other and I don’t know what to do, really I don’t. She hands me the rose. ‘Come in?’ It’s more of a suggestion than anything. I step aside and she...
------------------------------------ It was only a few hours later after they had pleasured each other when he awoke to find that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his head he expected to find the room completely empty. Then his eyes settled on her pale, shining form sitting in the chair by the window. “I thought you had left as you always do,” he thought he said to her. He wasn’t sure, as it seemed hardly any of his senses were working correctly. “Have stayed to...
Two unrelated real events brought together and romanced up provide the basis for this little tale. *********** Dave thought her name was familiar when he got the letter asking him to attend a job interview. When he saw her he knew she was the same woman who ten years previously had been a student teacher for his last term at school. He did well in the interview and she stood and shook his hand at the end saying that he’d got the job and that confirmation in writing would follow in a day or...
I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the fifteenth time, checking my hair and mascara. I was obsessed with my appearance for the first time in probably ever. Granted today was no regular day, at least that’s what I had been telling myself so I wouldn’t feel like the enamored nineteen year old I was. I never spent this much time getting ready for some guy. He wasn’t just some guy though. He was older. Not by much but his position made him seem older. He was my poetry professor, one...
Thursday The food court in the building I work in isn’t very busy. It’s a beautiful summer day, and most people are outside enjoying the sunshine. I ordered the Chicken Teriyaki special, when my order is ready, I reached for my wallet. I had left my wallet in my suit jacket. “Shit,” I mutter under my breath. M was behind me, next in line to pay at the cash registered. She could see I had forgotten my wallet by my reaction. She gently bumps my back with her shoulder. I turn around and look...