Defloration
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Monica Singh was 40 years old, independently wealthy to begin with and stinking rich after her parents passed away leaving her millions in inheritance. She was a tall, well built woman who worked out regularly and was muscular in almost a manly way. She was also a dominate lesbian and dream and fantasized of having a slave girl she could own and sexually use whenever she pleased!Living in New Delhi, India, she knew that she could not be public about her sexual preferences and more so about her...
Monica Singh was 40 years old, independently wealthy to begin with and stinking rich after her parents passed away leaving her millions in inheritance. She was a tall, well built woman who worked out regularly and was muscular in almost a manly way. She was also a dominate lesbian and dream and fantasized of having a slave girl she could own and sexually use whenever she pleased! Living in New Delhi, India, she knew that she could not be public about her sexual preferences and more so about her...
LesbianPart 1When my sexual awakening began in my early teens, I realized that for some reason I wanted girls to be mean to me. This of course was not comfortable or easy. Most of the girls in my class were the direct opposite. They were nice and modest, normal girls. It was difficult to even imagine any of them treating me they way I wanted them to. There were some girls in school who acted kind of bitchy, but I stayed away from them. Being nice and modest myself, and secretly wanting to be...
I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town's name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street.It's fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo-classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...
CheatingI stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town's name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street.It's fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo-classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...
I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town’s name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street. It’s fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...
I found myself moving out of an uncomfortable situation (which I don’t care to discuss) into an apartment. Not in the best or worst part of town, but in a low-rent area, where the folks were mostly laboring class people and the rents were a lot cheaper. I made friends, became known and got involved in the community around me, and soon volunteered as an assistant at the neighborhood’s annual campout. While there, I got to know most of the kids in the neighborhood, and they...
© Copyright It was a few days before spring break in my senior year of high school, when I first saw Monica as a sexy lady. She was about 40 years old, and always had a very sweet smile on her light, skinned face. She had, short brown hair with streaks of blonde running through it. Most times, a very big smile and a little sparkle in her eye for me. Being a dumb shit 18 teen year old high school guy with hormones going wild for my fellow female students. I never really noticed. Monica,...
Waking up to the sound of the waves, I feel your head on my chest. Carefully, I raise my head and look around and see people jogging on the beach. I then look over to where Monica had been cuddled into you when we fell asleep, however, she was no longer there. Feeling you wiggle closer, I take you into my arms and kiss your beautiful lips. I get up and pack all the items we no longer need into the trunk of my BMW. Since its a beautiful day, I lower the top. I kiss you deeply. As I go to open...
BDSMAuthor?s Note: This story is heavily inspired by another, called Summer Slave by Masteries. In particular there is one scene that was almost lifted from that story to transplant into this one: this is meant only as the highest form of flattery, as I found it so powerful upon first reading it and wondered what would happen if something similar happened to a girl with less?inhibited captors. Please send any comments to Goddess_Agony @ yahoo dot comChapter 1 ? New HomeAngela found herself staring...
Monica was the senior secretary, and the oldest of the female staff, in the company I was working with. Monica was in her late forties and had been with the firm for over twenty years, longer, in fact, than the office junior, Emma, had been alive and she was as miserable as sin. Now whether she had always been like this or it was something that her, rather turbulent, life had forced upon her was open to debate, and it must be admitted that we did debate this on a Friday lunch-time down at the...
Monica and I met in our freshman year in college. We had both enrolled in the same history class and she occupied the seat beside me. We'd frequently make small talk while waiting for class to start, and It wasn't long before we became friends. Very good friends actually. We looked out for one another, studied together, watched movies, had dinner and went drinking together. We had sex, hot torrid sex. The kind of sex that... No, that's not true at all. We never had sex. We never even kissed,...
Love StoriesThis story is the background information for this gallery: http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/2934387/party_with_neighbours_1999.htmlBefore this day we had been introduced to some party d**gs during parties. The past year however we got a little bit sick about going to raves as the public had changed. So we changed to ‘own-House’ parties where we invited a befriended couple or two and used some pot, (herbal) XTC or the alikes. We felt pretty comfortable staying home, listening to music, talking...
Max Colton is a CEO of a large international company and a member of an elite private BD/sm club. After attending several of the club's functions Max had observed many of his friends and members had female slaves serving them with pleasure and loyalty for nothing more than than care, protection and support. The slaves were provided with a nice place to live and all their needs for services ranging from domestic duties to sexual service for their Master. After talking to several of the slave...
Siesta was almost over when there was a knock on the door. Monica Torres yawned as she got up off her sofa to answer the door. She walked past her little classroom where she taught Dos Alamos' five kids (six when Rosa showed). There was a second knock just before she answered the door. At the door was the strangest thing she had ever seen. Standing in front of her were two naked women. One was a Hispanic, the other was a white teenager with blonde hair. They stood there, nude, without any...
Lets start with the main supporting character Monica, she was 4 ft 8 in tall, around a 30 c cup size, slim but had lil belly fat, thighs were shaped just right, very toned calves, half japanese and half african american, pretty brown eyes that had golden speaks in them, brunette hair down to her mid back. A little back story, I had moved to the state of washington, she lived in the house next door. She lived with her older brother and sister, and mother and younger brother, as was typical for...
Introduction: Scott meets up with his old friend Monica after a decade. Monica, what can I say about her, shes my good friend, a constant companion, and my long term crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of energy, being a geek and dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit body. Shes around 56 or something not skinny with soft baby fat over hard muscles from her dancing and exercises. She has dark thick hair which she kept short around shoulder length,...
Well, I couldn’t blame it on anyone else!I mean, there I was, off on a course for a few days, staying in a sleepy little archetypal English village. Next door was a pub, next to that was the church, dating from the 1100s, next to that another pub. One called the Swan, the other the George and Dragon. The Bed & Breakfast overlooked the village green - more typically English would be quite impossible to imagine. Except that the housekeeper in my old English Guest-house was actually Hungarian....
MatureA buddy asked, if Irene’s ‘striptease’ for the boys was done with all bells and whistles like a pro. No, it wasn’t. I just used ‘striptease’ jokingly, as it was like one for the boys who hadn’t ever before seen a female taking off her clothes for them. Irene was simply undressing and while that the boys groped her tits and cunt and enjoyed the nice view.I had specifically asked Irene about that, and it was just undressing. And she would have told if there had been anything intended by her...
Angel sat looking in the mirror in her bedroom. Today was the day. It was her birthday, and the day she had been looking forward to for what seemed forever. Today she would not be seeing Jan or Emily, she would see them tomorrow, after it was all over. They had already been through this, and today it was Angel’s turn.Molly would be the next, in less than a month. Poor Molly. Last at everything, it seemed.Jan was the oldest, and she had been the first. it had been a stupid bet, but had now...
LETTER FROM SANTA MONICADear Shoeblossom:I go into Grandpa’s room, worried because I know he’s upset with me—I’m a bad girl, and deserve to be punished! I’m wearing my drop-seat pink Dr. Denton footie pajamas, and Gramps looks very displeased with me.?Nipper? he says, as I climb in his lap, ?You’ve been touching yourself and having impure thoughts, and Grandpa doesn’t like that.? Grandpa takes up his big wooden hairbrush, and I protest, crying that I’ve been a good girl. Oh no please no.But...
The house was dark when I awoke. Looking at the clock on the cable box told me why, 2:17 AM. Normally, I would just go back to sleep and hopefully pick up where I left off with the girl I was dreaming about. Unfortunately, I heard something in the house. Carefully, I got out of bed to check it out. My wife is mean as hell if she gets woken from her 15 hour long sleep. We have three kids and another one is sleeping over tonight so I went to see what was going on. Black as the night was in the...
She stripped down to nothing. Houlihan wasn’t thinking of anything except ravishing her flesh, because she had infuriated him. Had disobeyed him. He brought out the paddle and feather, and had her lay across his desk, as before. He started at her ankles, this time, slowly drawing the feather up and down her legs. This time, he brushed his fingertips and the feather up the insides of her legs. She moaned. It was all about gentle ovals, inching ever higher, ever so slowly. He stood up and...
SpankingHello friends, this is my first story. as i am a regular reader of iss and i really enjoy the stories available on it in which some of stories are true but some may be imaginary. i dont want to take much time of you, but before writing my FIRST TIME SEX STORY i want to explain myself. i am a person who is good in looking neither very handsome nor very bad, i am physically fit and can give pleasure to any girl. my email id is n you can search me on FB by same email id. This is the story when i...
Well I couldn't blame it on anyone else! I mean, there I was off on a course for a few days, staying in a sleepy little archetypal English village. Next door was a pub, next to that was the church, dating from the 1100's, next to that another pub. One called the Swan, the other the George and Dragon. The bed & breakfast overlooked the village green — more typically English would be quite impossible to imagine. Except that the housekeeper in my old English Guest-house was actually...
myself to pack a bag and run away. Looking for what, I don't know. All I knew was that I didn't want to be around my mom and dad. We lived in a Los Angeles suburb and we spent many years going to Santa Monica on the weekends for fun on the beach and pier. I always felt good when we visited that place, So it was there that I decided to run away to. Being a typical surfer kid, I fit right in at the beach like I belonged there. Or at least, I looked like I belong there. You know,...
Introduction: Panty Play While Monica Sleeps I want to start out by saying that ALL of my stories are written for my best friend Monica. They all were specifically written for her and Im now sharing them as she believes theyre worthy of being posted. In this story Im telling it directly to her. As I wake up, I can feel the fabric of your shirt against my back and around my stomach&hellip, looking down at your hand, just laying there on my breast. I reach over, setting the babies aside, then...
Monica should have been on top of the world. The 25 year old was a rising star at the local news station, having had a wonderful combination of looks (she was 6’0 tall and had a luscious 38E-28-36 frame wrapped in flawless mocha skin), charisma and an ability to look past the obvious and find the heart of a story. She’d only been working at the station for a year and her editor was already talking to her about being an anchor woman. The problem was her husband, Malcolm. The two had met in high...
InterracialAbout a week had passed by and it had come to a nearly ‘routinely’ meeting in the morning, after school, at afternoon and in the early evening. Not every day with the full program, but almost every day.On her way to school the ‘invitations’ had changed. The boys didn’t have to pass Irene up on the road, as she voluntarily left the street to meet her cavaliers. The boys had (partly) learned to hold back their cum for some longer time and so give Irene more pleasure. And she had a bit in love...
Irene had been left on the grass between the bushes and the boys were gone. She pressed her vagina and a lot of sperm came out, then there was no other way but to use dry grass for an improvised cleaning and then she got into her pants that would keep back at least part of the remaining juices in her cunt.She had to hurry. The action before hadn’t lasted longer than 15 minutes or so, but there wasn’t plenty of time left.As she had feared, the day at school with still a lot of sperm from that...
Next morning when Irene woke up, there was something wet below her ass. If ever a teen could have a heart attack, she was close to it: a large wet spot on the bed sheet. Partly her own cunt juices, as she had a lot of wet dreams (scnr: in it’s true meaning here – ed) and partly some remaining sperm that she had missed when cleaning up.Luckily her ma wasn’t around and she managed to fix that without being caught. In school the same daydreaming as the days before. Her panties were getting wet and...
They had been together for about one hour. And four fucks in that time weren’t bad at all. When Irene got up, a stream of their combined milky white fuck juices leaked out of her cunt, down her thighs and almost to her knees.[pic: Irene besamte Pussy mit Heu.jpg]BTW: of course this is not a picture of Irene as a teenager. But this is from her freshly shaven cunt at age ~35, and the nearly hairless crotch and rosy cunt lips probably come close to what her cunt looked at the time in Olsztyn.To...
Next day when Irene woke up, she knew that it would be a great day again and her boyfriend would make love to her and bring her joy. And maybe even his b*o again.Irene was still in doubt, what to think about her boyfriends b*o using her vagina too. She had never heard about women having two husbands. Her moral education still said, that it wasn’t right. But reality had proven, that he was gentle and good looking and last not least it was him who had sent her to both orgasms in her life and the...
When Irene came back to reality, she felt exhausted and wondered, what had happened. Her body had responded to the stimulation and her brain had simply been shut off. Never had she experienced anything that came close to this.Once again she felt a bit guilty, that her boyfriends brother had fucked her. On the other hand it was obvious, that her boyfriend was free minded and didn’t care about it. But Irene decided to talk to him about this when they’d be alone.She wanted to show him, that he was...
Why not write down something about the first sexual encounters of our lovely mare Irene and about the how / when /why she developed to this lovely promiscuous woman that we know today?Of course this will include some guessing and estimates. And it’ll be based on what Irene told about it. So it’s second hand news. But I’ll try to make it as true as possible on the one hand, but also interesting for you my dear reader. Irene herself doesn't often talk about that time from herself, but if asked...
After this memorable afternoon Irene met her boyfriend the afternoon of the next day. Both were a bit reluctant and shy at first, as they were still captured in the turmoil of so many feelings. And by the fact, that Irene had given her body to his brother too.Irene was anxious that he wouldn’t love her anymore. But he assured her, that nothing had changed in his love and made sweet compliments to her that she was a ‘real woman’ now.[pic Irenes nasse Muschi wird herumgezeigt.jpg]These...
When Irene and her boyfriend left the barn, it was sure that they had to do it again as soon as possible. In public though, they had to behave as ‘normal neighbors c***dren’ to prevent people talking about.When they kissed goodbye, they made an appointment for the next day to meet in the old barn right after school. Not a single minute should be wasted.[pic: Irene besamte Pussy im Heu.jpg]Next day, when Irene came into the barn, she was already highly aroused and longing for her boyfriend. All...
They had been together for about one hour. And four fucks in that time weren’t bad at all. When Irene got up, a stream of their combined milky white fuck juices leaked out of her cunt, down her thighs and almost to her knees.[pic: Irene besamte Pussy mit Heu.jpg]BTW: of course this is not a picture of Irene as a teenager. But this is from her freshly shaven cunt at age ~35, and the nearly hairless crotch and rosy cunt lips probably come close to what her cunt looked at the time in Olsztyn.To...
After this memorable afternoon Irene met her boyfriend the afternoon of the next day. Both were a bit reluctant and shy at first, as they were still captured in the turmoil of so many feelings. And by the fact, that Irene had given her body to his brother too.Irene was anxious that he wouldn’t love her anymore. But he assured her, that nothing had changed in his love and made sweet compliments to her that she was a ‘real woman’ now.[pic Irenes nasse Muschi wird herumgezeigt.jpg]These...
My gf Pooja is 24 year old n studying in college. She is 5 foot 5 inches tall, with awesome figure of 34-26-34. She has nice slim waist with large round n soft boobs. Her cleavage is deep n any1 can get crazy to lick it. Her nipples r pink n invites when get hard n erected. She has flat waist with deep navel. Her hip is soft n round. She is fair like milk. Her round fair milky boobs can make any1 crazy to drink her milk. Her lips r as soft as rose petals. Sexiest part is her pussy with large...
Hi its vishal again. Today I will tell u how I took virginity of my sexy gf Pooja. U can respond on her mail As u know about her in our previous stories. But for new readers I will tell about us. N story will b in Hindi mixed with English. My gf Pooja is 24 year old n studying in college. She is 5 foot 5 inches tall, with awesome figure of 34-26-34. She has nice slim waist with large round n soft boobs. Her cleavage is deep n any1 can get crazy to lick it. Her nipples r pink n invites when get...
When I got to the mall at eight pm and the parking lot was practically full. I had to park on the next to last deck of the far away parking lot of Rifle square and take walk a long way to reach at the shopping mall. I hated shopping during the holidays. I hated the fact that I had delay so much that I had to go shopping the weekend before New Year and feeling like an amateur in rugby free for all. I shopped various stores, pushing my way through crowds of sour-faced, rude people as I picked up...
She stripped down to nothing. Houlihan wasn’t thinking of anything except ravishing her flesh, because she had infuriated him. Had disobeyed him. He brought out the paddle and feather, and had her lay across his desk, as before. He started at her ankles, this time, slowly drawing the feather up and down her legs. This time, he brushed his fingertips and the feather up the insides of her legs. She moaned. It was all about gentle ovals, inching ever higher, ever so slowly. He stood up and...
My Name is Monica Rodriguez; I’m currently a senior in high school and at the top of my class. I’ve always been school first as in regards to my social life but now that high school is coming to an end, I’ve been branching off into the social world being that it’s a house party, bon fire, or even the occasional club scene (Thank you fake I.D). Now as for my appearance I’m original from Puerto Rican and have the darker skin to prove it, have long dark hair stopping just before my lower back and...
FetishI went through my regular routine of getting ready to go out. Shower, facial, fingernails, toenails and gotten a Brazilian wax. I wanted to look great for tonight. I know how many men are going to be there and all eyes will be on me. I love the feeling of being the center of attention, makes me wet just thinking about it. I love cum and cock, so it was a natural thing when I came across Bukkake. I get as much as I want of both!!I got to Mark's place feeling so incredibly sexy. Mark's wife...
Let me introduce myself. I am 26 years of age, muscular body, and dusty complexion. But I have attractive features. This is a true incident that took place in my life. I just finished my schooling. I was enjoying my vacations. One fine day I receive a phone call. The voice was very sweet. I handed over the phone to dad as it was for him. Later dad told me that we are expecting guest at our place they are coming from pune. I asked who are they and dad told me they are some far off relation to...
In this story I'm telling it directly to her. As I wake up, I can feel the fabric of your shirt against my back and around my stomach… looking down at your hand, just laying there on my breast. I reach over, setting the babies aside; then place my hand on top of yours, very gently manipulating your hand with mine, acting like our hands are attached… cupping my hand around yours, causing you to squeeze my breast, then letting go. Cupping your hand again, but this time raising my hand off...
He was a submissive crossdresser with a definite lean towards forced femme, domestic/maid service and feeling helpless. She was a Dominant T.V. with years of experience and a penchant for inescapable bondage Although he considered himself hetero, this wasn't about sex, but about submission and he figured who better to know what makes him tick. They had corresponded and discussed meeting, but it always seemed to fall through, mainly due to them living 4 hours apart. Her in page AZ,him...
I was only there because I was a witness to the accident. I had dropped off a clothing donation down at the nearby collection site and was approaching the train tracks when the lights started flashing, the bell started ringing and the arms slowly dropped. Actually, I probably could had darted across before the gates got low enough to impede me but I played it safe and stopped, noticing that two cars traveling in the opposite direction zipped through. Since I wasn’t in a hurry I shrugged it...
"Thanks Mrs. Turner, see you next time." Liv sorted a wad of bills and placed them in the cash register before heading back to her last occupied table. The breakfast rush was winding down, but the hyenas showed no sign of stopping. "Hey bacon wench, more bacon for the king," Cal slammed his fist down on the table, eliciting peals of laughter from his wedding party. Liv rolled her eyes. "Should have gone to college or joined a convent," she muttered. "Hey Mel, you got any bacon with...
Cal was up earlier than normal for a vacation day and was in and out of the shower long before his parents woke. As he waited for the coffee to finish brewing, he wondered what the day would bring. He also thought about the dreams he had last night and hoped it was a premonition of things to come.In his dream, he was clad in the softest and silkiest lingerie imaginable. Cal saw himself in a black bra trimmed with delicate black lace and a garter belt that matched. The garter belt held up a pair...
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The big house was deathly quiet except for a small, scuffling sound. "Wilson?" I called. The scuffling increased in volume, changing into a soft kicking sound that was definitely human in origin. I hurried into the main living room, where I discovered the butler tied up on the expensive leather sofa. One look, and I knew how he'd been caught. He was completely dressed, except that his soft, still-glistening cock was poking out through his open fly. "For heaven's sake, Wilson," I scolded...
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Daniel went to his apartment while Anthony returned to Leah's home. Making sure she had not had anymore visitors he watched her house from the shadows a short distance down the street. As he sat there he felt the blood burn again preparing himself this time he welcomed it. His senses increased as the full impact of it hit him muscles and bone contracted and hardened, but this time there was no pain. The delirium his mind was now under took the pain away. When it was over he growled with...
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