Suburban Sadist Origin
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Suburban Sex Every Sunday at 10:00 AM I left to visit Mommy's house. It's a pretty cottage out in the country, nearly an hour's drive from where I live. Beautiful garden in the front, kept perfectly, a postcard image from the 1950s, with climbing roses and wisteria around the robin egg blue front door. Mommy answers the door and looks me up and down, smiling like the cat that's got the cream. I always arrive fully dressed. Mommy likes me as a young girl, about 16-17, with a short...
Something in Caroline changed when she was seven month's pregnant with her second child. Until that warm late-Spring day, she had been satisfied, content, peaceful, the perfect picture of suburban happiness. There was a moment on that day when she slipped outside of the reality she had always known, and since then she has never slipped back. She had just put Amanda, her four year old daughter, down for her morning nap. Amanda was an energetic child, and a good napper, so Caroline looked...
Cathy Dupree had been single for some time, and the sexual rush she got that day, was more than welcome. The night before, she’d lain atop her bed, facing the mirror and watched herself masturbate with the large vibrator which had so long been her best friend, her orgasm magnificent as her imagination took her through a fantasy which saw her with the upper hand over masculinity, leading to a willingly subservient male servicing her orally. Duly sated, then sleeping soundly, she awoke to find...
Most of the drive into the city was made with Ty talking, Lee driving, and me gazing out the window. My thoughts were a total mess. I felt halfway between kidnapped and stolen, halfway between relieved and terrified. Aside from leaving his hand on my thigh and occasionally giving me a squeeze, Ty hardly acknowledged my presence. He asked me few questions but talked mostly with Lee or with people on his cell phone. This gave me time to consider my predicament. I had no idea what these men...
Lee didn't end up picking me up until well after four in the afternoon. After Jason fucked me I relaxed for a while before dressing back in my overalls and turtleneck shirt since I knew that I had to finish my chores. Part of me wanted to try and regain the brief spurt of confidence I'd felt after Jason had fucked me the first time and demand he do my chores for me. That feeling, of being in charge, was completely out of my system now, though, and couldn't be regained. Those brief few...
Two days later Daniel's prediction proved true. He had 33 orders already for more videos of me and it was time to start recording the hard-core scenes. Jason was my first on-screen partner. As a precaution Daniel told him to wear a ski-mask to hide his identity, an idea my brother didn't much care for. He asked why he had to hide his identity if I didn't have to and Daniel explained, "Your sister's face is what, ahh, sells her as being a young girl. Her breasts are too big for a true...
As usual I'd like to thank mikothebaby for her brilliant work making this story readable. The sun had barely risen as my eyes opened on a day that filled me with dread. There was nothing that could happen today that could hurt me very much, but if things didn't go as I wanted, they might still steal a bit of the icing from my cake. As I stirred preparing to rise, she too awoke and reached for my arm. She pulled it back onto her breasts and very pregnant tummy. "Let those bastards wait,"...
Here we are," said Fred, turning the moving van on to Washington Avenue.Amber reached over to grab his arm. "I hope this is a good idea.""Everything will be fine," replied her husband."This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't need to do this.""Honey, it's alright. Things will work themselves out.""Are they all black?""As far as I could tell. Quit worrying. It's an older neighborhood. No gangs or d**gs. I've checked it all out. The crime rate is low. It's fine. We'll get ourselves...
Welcome to the Neighborhood Pop! Ooooh, I need to watch out for that splattering grease, Karen thought as she closed the lid over the burgers and surveyed the surrounding neighborhood. Luckily, the houses behind her were pretty far away and thanks to the privacy fence they had erected around the deck, she was shielded from the homes on either side. It just felt so naughty and exciting to be running around outside mostly naked. Maybe she should see if there was a nudist colony...
Managing the neighborhood The business explained Ken sat relaxed in his chair while ms Robson was sucking his dick. He tooka sip from his beer, and than took up his belt again and smacked it hard onthe naked ass of ms Robson. "More enthusiasm bitch!" he shouted at her. Immediatelyms Robson pumped harder on his dick. Yeah, Ken had it all arranged. He looked out at the window to the house atthe opposite of the street. There he knew was now the beautiful ms Dawton fuckingwith a bunch of customers....
"Here we are," said Fred, turning the moving van on to Washington Avenue. Amber reached over to grab his arm. "I hope this is a good idea." "Everything will be fine," replied her husband. "This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't need to do this." "Honey, it's alright. Things will work themselves out." "Are they all black?" "As far as I could tell. Quit worrying. It's an older neighborhood. No gangs or drugs. I've checked it all out. The crime rate is low....
It hadn't been the same up on the mountain since she left. It had been five years now and I was starting to forget her face ...finally. It has been pretty quiet too since the Donaldsons left, packed up about nine months ago. They said it was too quiet and secluded, and didn't want to spend another winter. Hell, that's why I built my place here. To each his own. I used to be a photographer, many years ago. Started in fashion, hated it. Then got into music. I loved that, pictures of the best...
VoyeurAfter about a week of being stuck at the house I was needing to be fucked by someone besides my tiny dick fast fucking husband. The more I thought about it the wetter my fat pussy got my husband was standing at the window and I heard him say damn you're not the only one who's horny. Neighbor across the street is checking the mail wearing nothing but a tight shirt and a pair of panties which is all in her pussy. Bullshit I jumped up saying taking a look for my self & sure enough there she...
He was just a fella from the neighborhood. In his low 20’s, kind of awkward, but a good looking guy. I remember when he was a little k** just being a “pain in the ass”, doing all kind of stupid stuff. He was a little older than my youngest daughter who he always had a crush on. She loved him like a brother and still does, but it went no further than that. His parents broke up about 5 years ago and they all left the neighborhood upon the sale of their home. I think that he feels that this is...
Thoughts If I hadn't already had Bill as my owner, I might have pursued Mr. X and offered myself fully to him. He gives me so much of what I truly want and need. It's a special thing when a self-aware fembot offers herself to a human. The terms Love, Honor, and Obey, as well as For Better or For Worse, have singular meanings for us. Such a decision is always a carefully considered one. One which is virtually never revoked afterwards by the fembot. Even with my current ownership record,...
To start off my name is Tara. I'm a 5'6" blonde, 32, and very happily married. My husband is a great man, and I love him dearly, but lately our sex life has left much to be desired. About six months ago we moved into a new house in a very nice neighborhood in the suburbs. A couple weeks after we moved in my husband Bill and I were doing some cleaning around the house when the doorbell rang. Bill said he would answer and did just that. A couple minutes later he calls "Honey! Come here for a...
Group SexYou are finally out in the real world. Your career choice of freelance web designer for being risky has a lot of benefits, Such as hours, pay and of course you run your own life. Your senior project was so good you college bought it from you and was willing to pay you a stipend for maintaining the site. With that money you were able put down a down payment on this house and afford the mortgage. The neighborhood is a quite middle class neighborhood named "Everhard". This is the town you went to...
"Welcome to the Neighborhood, "says a beautiful woman sitting at what appears to a normal suburban kitchen table. She looks like a normal Middle class wife, long blond hair with black roots starting to show. No make up and her glasses on top of her head. "I know you are sitting there with your adult family... that's right your children have turned 18 and now ready to really join what we called "The Life". I know that there is a lot of questions floating out there so I will answer a few of them...
TeenI moved from a big city to this small city, or big town, several years ago. The house I bought is on the edge of town in an old neighborhood where the lots are big and houses aren’t packed closely together. What I didn’t realize at first is that everyone around here makes it their business to know everybody else’s business. I had been here for several months when one of those hard- to- ignore horny attacks hit me. I was dying for a nice juicy cock. As it happened, one weekday afternoon I came...
Gay MaleSo no shit there he was, Terence thought. As he pulled up to the house at the center of the cul-de-sac; all the houses looked similar in paint and construction to the one he’d purchased. The elderly gate guard was the only other black man he had seen in the community on his way in. Indeed, Terence was likely the only black man residing in this community. That just served to anger him more about his present situation. Terence had been a soldier, a decorated veteran. He had lead men during...
I retired from the Marines a year ago and decided that after living on a drab government base for 25 years I would move to an upscale suburban family neighborhood for a change of pace. So here I am in Florida sitting by my pool enjoying the weather and also enjoying my new group of friends I joking refer to as my “Glen Cove Avenue Soccer Moms”. It was a typical day on Glen Cove my friend Rita came by for a swim. Despite her small tits she has a great slim body. Every now and then, her small...
Back in the late '80s I was living and working in a small town outside Portland, Oregon. The neighborhood I lived in was mostly smaller type houses built around World War I. The one I rented was maybe just a bit run=down, but many had been fixed up pretty nice, and most had mature trees and plenty of landscape shrubbery. It was a nice shady place to live. The residents were mostly fairly young in age, with a very few retired couples, with more young c***dless couples. There was a lot of...
Let me start this story by telling you alittle bit about us. I have been married to my beautiful wife for 15 years. Kim is 42 years old, blonde, 5ft tall 115 lbs. with small perky tits and a sweet tasting pussy with a thin landing strip of blonde hair running down the middle. I am 46 years old, 5ft 10inches, and 185 lbs.; with a 6-½ inch cock that Kim likes me to keep shaven (she doesn’t like hairy men).Kim is a very shy lady, easily embarrassed, but in bed she is very vocal. She will say...
My kitchen window looks directy into the east side of my single neighbors house. Her kitchen, bath and bedroom having no curtains or window coverings.When i first moved into the neighborhood three months ago, it had been an accident one night, that while i was taking out the left over boxes that i glanced up at her well lit house to see her walking around in a dark blue shimmering robe,fully open and billowing behind her as she paced from bedroom to bathroom. A little shocked i ducked back into...
Hi Friends, This is Rahul from Chennai (came to Chennai just 3 months back). I got inspired by the stories here and writing one of my own experiences here… I’m 24yrs old 6’’ tall and athletic, fair complexion. This is about a one time in life incident occurred with my neighborhood gal, interesting part being “she calls me Anna (brother).” She is 20 yrs very fair; 5.5” tall has a great body shape. I used to feel bad that she calls me Anna. Every guy in my colony was a fan of her. We are living...
The wife was loading the kids into the van to take them to a birthday party. I wished them all a good time and was closing the door when my daughter said, "Mommy, you didn't remind him!"I looked over expectantly at my wife and she gave me a "sorry about this" smile.The kids had thrown another ball over the fence into the neighbor's yard.It happens about once a month. It was more of an annoyance than anything else. I seriously considered just letting them lose the ball, but then of course I'd...
ExhibitionismThe neighborhood is getting better and better. The neighbor to my right is a flamer with a darling Latino wife who protects his image. She often has female visitors when I know he's on the prowl. I've seen the guy at ABS and even made sure one time I knew what booth he went into and served him some of my dick through the glory hole. Loved the act of blowing a load down his throat. So far, I've never let him see me at the stores and one time at a men's club. Just don't want him coming next...
Thanks to the hip and knee doctor for editing assistance. I knew that things were going to be different as soon as I started my new school. I was born and raised in Philly and moving an hour away from the city would definitely take some adjustment. By adjustment, that meant that I had to learn to live with it. I kept my nose clean and stayed out of trouble at the request of my father and insistence of my mother. The population was diversified to say the least. Some Blacks, some Spics, a few...
They say you are over the hill when you turn 50, but I could have sworn my life took a downward turn after my 30th birthday. My husband, Steve, and I had been fighting constantly, our sex life was none existent and to top everything off, my best friend Jessica had just moved away. Jessica and I had been friends since grade school and her and her husband had lived next door to us for 6 years. When they left, I felt depressed, insecure and alone. “Get over it” and “Find a new friend” were the...
EroticMax Parker loved driving home from work. He considered it his “me” time. While stuck in traffic he would sing along to the music played the First Wave station on his Sirius radio. Every time one of his favorite new wave classics came on he was instantly transported back to a time when he had no responsibility and the world was now wide open with opportunities. Now at 44-years-old open possibilities has become a faded fantasy that’s been replaced with nothing but responsibilities. Sometimes...
“I really wanted to see her tits,” my artist wife had blurted out about naked pictures she had taken of our buxom redhead neighbor Karen. Jewel felt a little ashamed, and probably wouldn’t have told me except for the wine. She was gathering images to process and compose for one of her unusual portraits of our new friend.I love my wife and don’t think of other women that way, at least when my neocortex is in charge. But my horny reptilian brain woke up when it heard Jewel say that. It turned out...
Love StoriesJewel asked me if I found Karen sexy. Considering what my wife does to me and what she lets me do to her on a regular basis, I don’t think of other women that way. But there are many ways to be sexy, and Karen definitely nailed at least one of them, so I just told the truth: yes.“I can see that,” Jewel said noncommittally, and that seemed to be the end of it.My wife and I initially weren’t happy to leave our tiny apartment in the city for a cookie-cutter house in the suburbs. The job situation...
Love StoriesI feel like such a fucking idiot walking down an alley at two in the morning. Granted, I’m in the affluent suburbs and crime hardly ever happens here. But what if my neighbors look out of their windows and see me in my black spandex mini dress, fishnets, and red fuck me heels? They will probably call the cops on the hooker in their alley. I wanted this fantasy, and Rob was all too eager to give it to me. It’s every woman’s fantasy to be caught in the alley by a stranger and fucked, right? I’m...
George walked round the corner of the house and stopped in his tracks. She was stark bollock naked. She was face down on a blanket sunning herself in the late spring warmth, her arms above her head and legs slightly apart. Sun glasses and tan lotion were within her reach. Then he noticed she was in fact wearing a skimpy cream coloured bikini that tied up at the hips, her top was lose and lay under her great body. She had plump buttocks ‘built for squeezing and spanking’ thought George...
Here is an updated and improved version of my latest story. Hope you enjoy!Rose absentmindedly untied the knot in her headscarf. She'd been in the kitchen all day preparing for this dinner, and whats the betting she wouldn't get any thanks for it whatsoever. She never did. David wasn't a bad husband, not at all. He was hard-working, intelligent, caring and a great provider but she sometimes felt she needed more. She had a career once, albeit just in the typing pool of an accountant's, but...
Rose absentmindedly untied the knot in her headscarf. She'd been in the kitchen all day preparing for this dinner, and whats the betting she wouldn't get any thanks for it whatsoever. She never did. David wasn't a bad husband, not at all. He was hard-working, intelligent, caring and a great provider but she sometimes felt she needed more. She had a career once, albeit just in the typing pool of an accountant's, but still, she felt part of something then, a cog in a giant wheel. Now it was more...
I feel like such a fucking idiot walking down an alley at two in the morning. Granted, I’m in the affluent suburbs and crime hardly ever happens here. But what if my neighbors look out of their windows and see me in my black spandex mini dress, fishnets, and red fuck me heels? They will probably call the cops on the hooker in their alley. I wanted this fantasy, and Rob was all too eager to give it to me. It’s every woman’s fantasy to be caught in the alley by a stranger and fucked, right? I’m...
Straight SexMISS SPARGROVEMiss Spargrove landed the thick wooden Spencer paddle for the fiftieth time on Shawn Cirrito’s reddened buttocks, and Shawn bit her tongue to keep from screaming. After all, she didn’t want to wake the baby.As the paddle, built with holes throughout to make swinging easier and more painful landed again on Shawn’s ass, she wondered what Ross was doing. Miss Spargrove had had him in his adult-sized high chair, built on the same lines as Amelia’s little one, sucking frozen...
George walked round the corner of the house and stopped in his tracks. She was stark bollock naked. She was face down on a blanket sunning herself in the late spring warmth, her arms above her head and legs slightly apart. Sun glasses and tan lotion were within her reach. Then he noticed she was in fact wearing a skimpy cream coloured bikini that tied up at the hips, her top was lose and lay under her great body. She had plump buttocks 'built for squeezing and spanking' thought George...
Straight SexNatalie pushed a stroller around the block every morning. She lived in the condo three places down the street in our complex and I knew her husband from work. We had similar friends at work and ended up kind of being friendly, but I wouldn't say that we're close friends. It was just that we had known each other for years now and I can easily say he's an incredibly boring guy and incredibly arrogant blowhard. I didn't really care that much until one of us was promoted and one of us got...
Copyright 2001 by Traci The voice on the other end of the line wasn't exactly in tears, but Carol Ferndon could hear the exasperation in her daughter's voice. She knew, also, that three other teenage girls were with her daughter, so she wasn't alone, otherwise she may very well have been crying. "Heather," Carol said calmly, "what do you mean you never got picked up?" She glanced at her watch. The carpool mom for that day should have been there 45 minutes ago, picked up the girls,...
They weren't the only things hardening, either. Again with just a hint of rotten egg in the air, Liira was saying something indistinct, sotto voice. Within seconds, I was sporting a raging boner; wielding the knife like a seasoned professional, Liira sliced my clothes away with a few broad cuts, leaving my mother's eyes beholding her naked, erect son. "Last night," she purred, circling me "you had the pleasure of taking a body that welcomed your maleness. But now, in the light of day,...
Having taken solace in my bedroom, I flung myself on my bed. As I did so, something seemed not quite right; I remembered the pile of books I had concealed beneath the duvet, and after flinging back the covers I discovered a fine patina of ash where they had once been. Evidently Liira had taken steps towards preventing me from trying anything with whatever information I had acquired that might have proven useful against her. Great. Rolling over, I stared up at the ceiling, reflecting on the...
With my heart pumping as I all but drooled over the barely clothed form of my mother, I scrambled to work how best to respond to Liira's challenge. Obviously, she was going for the I'm-such-a-naughty-girl schtick, one of the stand-bys of the gigabytes of porn cached in zipped, password-protected files on my lap-top. If Liira saw no need to be inventive, neither did I; I wobbled off the bed and stood up, trying to look suitably stern. Of course, stripped naked and with my junk heaving up and...
In accordance with the agreement I'd struck with Liira, tonight would be "date night." In part we were doing it to re-kindle the bond between my mother and I as we'd drifted apart, but part of it was to suit my growing interest in my mother's sexuality. Ordinarily, I would have simply done a casserole or some spaghetti, but I wanted tonight to be special. I messed around in my room for a while after I heard my mother leave for work, waiting until I was sure had gone and not forgotten...
I awoke to a blazing light, expecting to find the room lit by the dawn. Instead, the moon hung high in the night sky outside; the storm had passed, and the full moon's light was enough to see clearly by. I watched my mother sleeping beside me, our bodies wound together sinuously after our passionate bout of lovemaking. Marvelling at her alabaster skin in the moon's pale radiance, I leaned back and pulled the covers away so that I could drink in the sight of my mother's breasts, rising and...
The next time I awoke, it was morning. Birds chirped their dawn greetings to all and sundry, raising an impressive racket for their smile size. I blearily opened my eyes, rubbed the sleep from them, and regarded my bedmate, acutely aware of my morning wood jamming into my mother's side. She was wearing a small, satisfied smile after my night of excess with both her and Liira, and had evidently been awake for some time before me. Now that she was awake, she threw back the covers, a...
Gnawing on one knuckle, I nervously relived what was otherwise a great day. My mother had used the excuse of a purposely-forgotten handbag to lure me downtown to her offices, where she'd successfully sprung a dynamite sexual ambush on me, combining the twin taboos of incest with the threat of discovery by her work colleagues. It would have been fantastic, except that my mother's secretary had clearly overhead us in the throes of passion, mocking me with her discovery as I left. Although she...
My mother and I were again curled up in bed, taking shelter from the winter storm that raged outside our bedroom. Our new bed was an ensemble, made of hefty hardwood and fitted together with expert joinery and not a few long metal screws for good measure. It had weighed a ton and cost a fortune, but it promised stability and came with a decades-long warranty, soothing our incredulity at the asking price. Still, I thought, snuggling against my mother's lithe, naked body and rubbing at her...
I awoke the next morning with the dawn. I was still naked, my hair was still pulled back tight, and I stretched away my lingering dreams in the middle of the big family room. Outside the first rays of day were beginning to settle and I realized I was famished. I stood up from the sofa and began pulling on my PJ's, not bothering with the underwear. When I noticed the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table I shrugged and thought, What the heck? I lit one after a long yawn and then padded...
I started fucking the dogs on an almost nightly basis. Or rather, I started getting fucked by the dogs on an almost nightly basis. I was never really in control, you see. Night would come and the house would settle and I would lay awake in bed imagining that I could hear them howling for me. The thought that they were demanding me to sneak out to serve them would get me so wet that I would toss and turn for hours, unable to sleep from wanton horniness. Sometimes exhaustion would eventually...
Looking back now, I can remember only one conscience attempt to defy my new master. I know it sounds strange. I mean, I'd just been raped. My pussy was sore and full of his cum, my body and mind had both been put through the ringer by a man old enough to be my dad, and for nearly an hour and a half I'd been his captive. He'd let me go and suddenly I was free, but my reaction to such freedom was definitely not normal. Most girls would have felt relieved beyond imagining. Most girls would...
As it turns out I only ended up being my master's slave for about three weeks. They were a hectic, life altering three weeks, though. Every hour of every day was so packed full of new duties and responsibilities that I had absolutely no time for myself anymore. I mean, before having a master I'd had my chores, my church, and my studying. Those obligations alone had taken up a ton of my time. But with the additional burden of having to please a warped and demanding master my life had...
The last time I was fucked by my master as his slave occurred on the Wednesday that followed the lesson he gave me at my church. As usual he wanted to fuck me as soon as I arrived at his house after school that day. And as usual I was more than ready for it. During class I had masturbated in the bathroom not once, not twice, but six times. Once an hour, as per my master's newest rule. I wasn't allowed to climax when I did this, but I did have to finger myself until I at least got wet. I'd...
The day after the gang initiation I stayed home from school. Physically I was just too sore to consider going so I told my dad that I was sick. I was so emotionally drained by the previous day's events that when I asked I sounded as meek and miserable as I felt. My dad called me in without any objection. On Friday I felt better. Physically, the wounds I sustained during the court-in on Wednesday had been mostly superficial and were already healed. The soreness from fucking all those gang...
Having learned that their 13-year-old daughter had run away to a dangerous area of a major urban city to consort with gang members, most parents would have been relieved, if concerned, for her well-being upon her return. And while I'm sure that most parents would punish such a child in some way, they would also get her to a psychiatrist, maybe even into a mental hospital, to treat what was obviously disturbing behavior. My dad wasn't one of those parents and I knew it. That's why I was so...
It should go without saying that my new frame of mind had a profound impact on the way I behaved at my new school. I learned quickly that by accepting that I was a slut and a whore, the last measure of control over my perverted desires was stripped away. Life in public school was going to be a lot different than life in a private Catholic school as a result. The day after returning from the ice-fishing trip with my family I started classes at Rutherford B. Hayes Middle School. It was located...
Your name is Jack Pine. You've always been a smooth guy who got what he wanted. Sadly for a lot of your friends and coworkers that included their wives and daughters. So after being basically ran out of town you find you self in a new neighborhood. But this is your chance for a fresh start, new neighborhood, new environment, and new milfs and young woman to seduce. As you finish unpacking you notice the family next door and goes to introduce yourself. The neighborhood you move to will help...