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The next day at work, Brian came to see me. I was surprised, he asked me to meet him after work to talk. I agreed, I kept wondering what he wanted to talk about. Was it to tell me that since I wasnt able to satisfy him that he wanted nothing to do with me, or that he wanted to try it again and put me through more pain. I was a nervous wreck the rest of the day. I met Brian in the school cafteria, he acted normal, even though I think I was the one looking for anything out of the ordinary. He asked when was the last time Ive had sex, that he's never been with anyone that tight before. I explained that I havent been with anyone for a couple of years. He wanted to know if Ive ever used dildos, that it might be a good way to stretch my puss out alittle to accomidate him. I was so embarrassed, Ive never used a dildo, or any kind of toys. I couldnt believe he was asking me these kind of questions! I gave him a werid look an told him no. He must of picked up on the look I gave him, he said he didnt want anything artificial up inside of me, that we will find a different way. For right now though, we can have oral sex to satisfy both our needs. The next 6 months went by so fast, the sex was great ( what sex we could have). He gave me so much more than sex though, he gave me confidence, always telling me how pretty I was. I wanted him inside me so bad, I wanted the closeness, the connection with him, but I knew the pain would be overwhelming. I searched online for different suggestions on how prepare for his size, most of the answers were obvious, dildos or having sex with someone else that was a smaller size. I finally decided I was going to bring the subject back up to him, and suggest using dildos. We had a date this saturday, so it would be a perfect opportunity.
We met at a little restaurant, I could tell something was different with him, something was bothering him. Maybe tonite wasnt the night to bring up my suggestions, maybe he was breaking it off with me. After dinner, we took a walk in the park, for a few minutes all I could concentrate on was the crunching sound the leaves made as we walked on them. He started telling me that he has never met anyone like me, that the other women hes been with was just a fuck. That he really cared for me, that it was more than just sex and that he wanted to take it a step further. He stopped walking, stood in front of me, got down on one knee, asked me to marry him! I was shocked!! Here in front of me was a guy I wasnt even able to have sex with and he wanted to marry me! A marriage would never work between us, he'd surely get tired of just having oral sex. He'd eventually go find someone else, a marriage with him would be doomed from the first night. I couldnt, how do I explain this to him without hurting his feelings or giving him the impression that I didnt like him? He sensed my hesitation, he knew something was wrong. He took my hand and directed me to a nearby bench, looking at me with his deep brown eyes asking me what I was thinking. How do I tell him?? I could never measure up to other women hes been with, he was more experienced sexually than I would ever be. I couldnt keep him happy, what about having children? It takes having sex to concieve, he was only 28, he wasnt going to stay with someone older than him. Marriage was a huge step, it never crossed my mind, all these thoughts was going through my head. I couldnt think straight, I didnt know what to say. "Id only get married if I was pregnant", I didnt even realize I said that outloud. He looked at me, kissed me, said we can arrange that. I looked at him, how? I cant even have sex with him, how are we going to have a baby together? He took my hand, asked me if I trusted him, for some reason I did. I felt secure with him, I didnt think he would ever do anything to hurt me. He asked for me to accept the ring on my finger, showing that I was spoken for and everything else would fall into place. I did.
Over the next several months he closely monitored my periods, noticing when I would bleed heavier. Ive never exposed myself like this to anyone, hell he would even take out my tampons, yes he still went down on me during my period. He knew everything about my body, besides of the feeling of being inside of me. I noticed he kept a chart, showing ovalation, period dates. I never questioned any of it, I was to embarrassed to talk about it. Once we got through christmas, I noticed Brian was more occupied. He was always at a friends house, or online. I thought maybe he was cheating on me, I let it go for a couple weeks, Until I couldnt take it anymore. I finally confronted him, demanding to know whats going on. If he was cheating, then he needed to get out of my life. He assured me he wasnt, that hes doing all this for me, to be patient.
The 3rd weekend in January he told me we had plans for Friday, to make sure I got home from work as soon as I could. I didnt question to many things with him, he was the one that liked to control the situations, Ive learned to just go along with it.
Friday finally came, not knowing what was going on, I went home directly after work.Soon as I walked in the door , he called me, telling me to jump in the shower, dress in something comfortable and to be at his place by 8. I asked if we were going out, he said neither of us would be going out. I thought it was going to be a night to sit inside an curl up on the couch to watch a move. Boy, could I be more wrong!
I arrived at Brians little after 8, walking in the back door I heard people talking, didnt think to much into it, since Brian had roomates. When Brian noticed I was there, he introduced me to his friends. Paul was black, about 5'6, slender build but with arm muscles, very attractive, Id guess in his early 30's. I had to be careful with the way I looked at him when I was introduced, Brian was very jealous, always had his eye on me. Brian's size was alittle intimidating, 6'4, 260 lbs, all muscle. There was also 2 females there, both were black, probably same age as Brian, very attractive. I never felt out of place around Brian's friends, even though I was always the only white person he was ever around. So by no means did I think anything by his friends being there. After our brief introduction, they left and Brian and I went in the living room to watch tv. I found this alittle odd since we've always went in his room to watch tv, but he said his roomates was gone for the evening. He put a movie in, and disappeared into the kitchen, coming back with a couple beers. Im not one to drink, especially just sitting at home, I asked if he had anything else, but he told me just to try it tonite, that it would help me relax. I really didnt think I was stressed, but I knew better than to argue. He really didnt say to much, just sat and watched the movie. He noticed I was slowly sipping on my beer, so he took it into the kitchen and poured it into a cup. As he sat it in front of me, he told me I had 15 minutes to finish drinking it. I rudely hurried up and guzzled it, then got up to go to the bathroom. He asked me if I was okay, I ignored him and continued walking. I didnt know if he was just having a bad day, or what the problem was, but his attitude was really getting to me. While I was in the bathrrom, he knocked on the door, once again asking if I was okay. I told him yes, then he opens the door and walks in. he asked me if I had peed yet, I gave him a werid look an said no, but if he left the room I could finish my business. I started getting alittle dizzy, he must of noticed and told me he would help me. He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down with my panties, sitting me on the toilet. Then he got a box out from under the sink, told me I needed to pee in the cup. I asked him what it was for, he told me not to worry about it, an asked if I trusted him. Of course I trusted him, just found his behavior strange. He told me to spread my legs, he put the cup up to my pussy an told me to pee. After filling the little cup, he put a plastic stick in it, then wipped me dry and helped me up. When I stood up, I almost fell over. I told him I didnt feel good an that I should go home. He told me I needed to lay down for a bit before considering that. He picked me up, put me over his shoulder and carried me downstairs. He laid me on the bed, started taking my clothes off, I told him no, that I just needed to go to sleep for a bit. He told me to go to sleep, finished taking my clothes and kissed me on the forehead. He put a sheet over me, I could hear other people in the room talking, but couldnt make out what they were saying.
I must of blacked out for a bit, when I opened my eyes I seen others in the room. Couldnt make out who they were, as the light was shinning from behind them. Brian seen my eyes open, came over to the bed, putting his fingers through my hair asking me if I was alright. I said I was really dizzy and didnt feel right. He told me he added alitle something to my drink to take the edge off, that he knew Id be nervous and he wanted me to enjoy this. I didnt understand what he was talking about, I repeately asked him why? He told me that he loved me very much, he wanted to make me his wife, that he couldnt hurt me. But he needed to be able to plant his seed inside my womb, an with him being so big, he needed someone to help him prepare my puss for him. I was so confused, I couldnt understand what he was telling me. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me, smiling, holding my hand. Then I felt someone lift the sheet off me from the bottom of the bed, hands on my thighs, Brian told me to lay still and let them do it, that it will make things easier for me. I looked over and seen each of the females I met earlier on both sides of the bed, pulling my legs apart, picking up my legs and pulling me to the edge of the bed. I was terrified, I looked at Brian asking what was going on. He told me he wont let them hurt me, to relax, that it will all be over in awhile. I could hardly move, not alone try and get out of the bed. Once the girls got my bottom to the edge of the bed, I felt a warm oil being squirted on my pussy, I felt them rubbing it in, inserting their fingers inside me, deep inside of me. The other girls hand started moving the oil to my bottom, using the tip of her finger to insert it inside my bum. I gasped, whispering to Brian to make them stop. Just to please make it stop He just kept telling me to relax, he told me if he didnt love me, he would never let another man take me before he did. That he wont hurt me, and if this is what my puss needs before he can go inside of it, hes willing to do it. I heared a guys voice say he was ready, then Brian leaned over and started kissing me passionally on the lips, I felt the girls open my legs as wide as they could go. I felt something pushing at my opening, I tried to talk but Brians mouth was on mine still kissing me. I felt something go in me, only an inch or so then stop. Brian stopped kissing me, looked between my legs and told me the head of his boyz dick was in, just for me to relax and shut my eyes. I heard the guy say that it was tight, Brian telling him to shhh. Brian told me hes gonna go in alittle each time so my puss can adjust to the size, that it wont hurt. I felt someones hand starting to play with my clit, then I felt a mouth on each of my nipples. Massaging and kneeding each breast while they sucked lightly at my nipples. I felt the guys dick go in alittle more, then stopping, pulling back out and forward again, each time going deeper. Not sure how much time had passed, but Brian came back and looked me in the eyes and told me his boyz dick was all the way in. I was so close to cumming, but whoever was playing with my clit knew how to keep me from finishing. Brian came up to my face, told me to look at him, and asked if I was ready. I thought he meant for me to be able to take him, I said yes. He grabbed my hand and told me to squeeze hard, I was so close to cumming, I kept telling him I was going to cum, he told me to squirt all over his boy, to give him that nut. As soon as I started cumming, I felt the piercing pain in my lower adbomen. I passed out.
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Sherise was not a happy bunny. She'd thought she'd sorted Abigail, but here they were, obviously even closer than they had been, their body language proclaiming to anyone who had the eyes to see that they were intimate. What made it worse was the emotion in Abigail's expression when she looked at Sherise ... pity. She had no right to pity Sherise; just because she'd picked up one of her discards, even if Sherise had been intending to claim him back once he'd gained a proper understanding...

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Abigail and MoiraChapter 11

There was a knock on the front door of the terraced house and Abigail looked up. "Not fer me," she muttered and stared at Moira and her parents sat around the table. Moira groaned and threw her fork down on the plate, striding down the small hall and flinging open the door. Her eyes narrowed when she saw the face of her ex-boyfriend and went to close it when her put his foot in the door. "Moira, please. Ah wanna spa'k to you." She snorted. "Yer screwed that dirty bitch," she cried....

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Abigail

Sara Jean hadn't been waiting long when Kirk the Realtor pulled up in his BMW. The tall, immaculately groomed man practically leapt from the car, walking quickly, hand extended, all the while flashing that toothy, brilliant smile that Sara Jean was sure he practiced for hours at a time each night. "Sara... ," he purred. "Sara Jean," she mentally corrected. " ... are you excited?" he asked as he performed the old 'grip and grin'. Despite her reflexive dislike for him, she was...

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Abigail and MoiraChapter 12

Abigail nervously fidgeted on the doorstep of the plush house of her ex as figures inside moved towards the door. She put her hands in her pockets and waited in the light drizzle. Simon answered it and stared at the wet teenager. "Come in," he offered and even cracked a wry smile. She paused briefly and, feeling disarmed by his smile, walked in. "I want to say sorry," she offered, and he gave a little grunt. "I must be losin' my touch," he told her. "'Cause I ain't had a girl...

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Abigail and Emily Ch 02

I’d expected Emily to be mortified that I’d found her sleeping naked outdoors, but she made no move to put her discarded bikini back on. Instead, she made idle chit-chat, stretching lazily in the sun. I treaded water as we talked, thinking to myself over and over, Act normal. Act normal. I was so rattled by my close call that I was shaking. I struggled to keep my voice calm. Emily showed no suspicion that I’d done anything while she was sleeping. I was so ashamed of what I’d done that I...

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Abigails cheating story 1

So, where do I start....well, I guess it began about a week before:"Jessica why are you bringing me such slutty clothes? You know I don't want to wear them!" Abigail said to her friend and college roommate, in the changing room at the clothes store, staring into the mirror at the whore outfit she'd been forced to try on. "Because we're going out dancing? To have fun? Remember having fun?!" Jessica replied teasingly. Jess was blonde, a real definition of a bimbo, she had perky D cup breasts, a...

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Abigail

My worries began slowly at first then speeded up - friends and workmates were settling into long term relationships in ever increasing numbers. If the trend continued I would soon be the only singleton left sitting at some sad singles bar. Saturday night and I was at home! - alone, feeling sorry for self, listening to Miyuu (what else?), researching; how do bisexual people cope in a long term relationship...all this while couples were sitting on sofas together and binge watching a...

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Abigails Tale

**For the intended experience, make sure to click "Start Game" and make sure to avoid repeating chapters in a single play through.** The small village of Hillbend was utterly unremarkable. Proving to be a small farming hamlet, but near enough to a lake to provide some decent fishing as well. The Duke caring little for it's inhabitants, provided they continue to pay their taxes. But none-the-less, Hillbend is where our tale begins with the birth of a girl named Abigail. Born to a couple of...

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To big to handle

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Six Times A DayPart 24 Hard to Handle

Alan woke up Wednesday morning feeling weary but excited. He was weary because he hadn't been able to sleep as much as he needed; he was wiped out from so many great sexual experiences. He was also excited, because he sensed that his mother had reached some kind of tipping point. Their path forward wasn't clear, but it was obvious that there was no going back. That was an absolutely huge development, because she was the linchpin to sexual permissiveness at home. Unfortunately, when he...

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Abigail and Emily

I had to stand up on my tiptoes to lift the latch and step into the backyard. I’d always gone to the front of the house in the past, but I knew Emily was already out at the pool, and wouldn’t mind me coming straight back. The pool was up on a raised deck, with high hedges all around. I ascended the steps and saw Emily was laying out on a deck chair. I called out hello, but there was no response. I came a little closer and gasped. Emily was lying face down on the deck chair, entirely nude. Her...

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Abigails cheating story 3

Abigail was screaming her lungs out, she was lay down on her front on Jessica's bed, holding onto the golden toned thighs of the white queen in front of her, kissing and licking her pretty pink pussy that was already dripping with cum and not all of it Jess's. The gorgeous blonde lay on her back moaning, one hand playing with her own perky, big tits and the other pulling hard on Abi's dark hair. Abi wasn't screaming at that though, big strong dark hands were holding her hips, throwing her back...

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Abigail and Emily Ch 01

I had to stand up on my tiptoes to lift the latch and step into the backyard. I'd always gone to the front of the house in the past, but I knew Emily was already out at the pool, and wouldn't mind me coming straight back. The pool was up on a raised deck, with high hedges all around. I ascended the steps and saw Emily was laying out on a deck chair. I called out hello, but there was no response. I came a little closer and gasped. Emily was lying face down on the deck chair, entirely nude. Her...

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The Grim ReaperChapter 65 Coffin Metal Handles

Monday, May 24, 2010 I busted my ass that winter getting back into shape. As the doctors had told me, my problems mostly related to muscle and tissue damage, but my joints were in good shape. My biggest problems were in stretching and rebuilding the muscles in my left arm and side. I spent a lot of time in rehab and therapy, and then even more time in the gym rebuilding myself. Kelly and I didn’t have a gym in the house, but it was another one of those benefits of being a cop. The MPD had an...

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at 38 i was manhandled

Hello guys . I am 38 years old, married for 20 years now. My husband is a 44-year-old General manager in a private firm in a town in India. I too work in a bank as a clerk just to pass time, as I do not like to stay at home. Due to regular aerobics at the gym I have a good body. I have a 36D bust, a 28 waist and a perfectly round 36 ass. My husband says that men stare at my ass anywhere I go. It does make a big curve when viewed sideways. Also the biggest asset I have that distinguishes me from...

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at 38 i was manhandled

Hello guys . I am 38 years old, married for 20 years now. My husband is a 44-year-old General manager in a private firm in a town in India. I too work in a bank as a clerk just to pass time, as I do not like to stay at home. Due to regular aerobics at the gym I have a good body. I have a 36D bust, a 28 waist and a perfectly round 36 ass. My husband says that men stare at my ass anywhere I go. It does make a big curve when viewed sideways. Also the biggest asset I have that distinguishes me from...

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Too Hot To Handle

It was early February and the first Cosplay and Fantasy Roleplay show of the calendar was under way in London.  Lucy’s Underwear Apparel had recently delved into the profitable Cosplay sector, and the CEO had sent Gav, their head of Product Development to test the water.  The venue was a shiny new conference hall and hotel and was the first major event for the site.There were two main areas, the first laid out with various marquees, selling everything from costumes, make-up and sex toys. The...

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Too Much To Handle

Hi all, how are you? Summer is here, time for swimming, sun-bathing and sweaty, outdoor sex. My boys are out of school, and during summer time, my ex-husband has them every weekend, plus a week in mid-August. So, I have every Friday and Saturday night free. Now, I have some news. I took a job at an escort service every weekend. I am basically on call from 7:00 PM Fridays until 5:00 PM on Sundays. A girl at the massage parlor got me the job there because, with my boys home everyday, I will not...

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Too Hot To Handle

Hi guys this is Raj here well I am back and thanks for all the feedbacks and yes in case if any girls or women in Chennai are interested in having some fun Pls do get in touch to and other readers pls give your feedbacks as they are quite valuable. Now let me not waste time and get started. Well after a night that made Riya and Raj get a bit tipsy and leads to fore play, Well the next day I (Raj) wakes up rubbing my eyes and removes the blanket and then it strikes me that I am all nude and all...

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Too hot to handle

Hello!! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for u! Are u enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. as you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek , 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. it is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on or enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from...

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Hot to handle

I am sure all of you must have read the story (I did seduce) I did not get any comments, don’t know if you gals/ women liked it….but that was a true story….here is a new one. With the same lady ash, my neighbor in Hyderabad India. This story is in continuation to what happened. Me and ash used to catch up as and when her hubby was out of town and I was free too.( well I have a Job too!!) It was a Friday evening, I was back at my place and ash called to say that hey hubby is going to US for a...

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Abigails Choice Pt 1

“Please come home John... I miss you. I miss us. I’ll accept your punishment, I’ll submit to you. Just please come home.”He sighed, put his finger under my chin and lifted my face to look at him. “Abigail, go home. This isn’t the place.” I tried to look away again, but he wouldn’t let me. I closed my eyes as a tear trickled down my cheek. “Damnit Abigail look at me.” I opened my eyes“Please John, I-“He gripped my chin and tilted it up further, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Abigail, go straight...

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Abigails Choice Pt 2

Pt 2 “Will you submit, Abigail?”Rubbing my cheek against the top of his head I whispered “Yes, John. I will.”Pulling back he looked at me, staring for what seemed like minutes. “You’re sure?” His voice was husky. “No,” I smile a little, “but I want to be. Show me? Show me what it means to submit to you?”He leaned back on his heals, rested his flannel pants clad bottom on his heels. He pulled me up off the  the mattress, sliding the opened robe from my shoulders. “Gladly. On your knees Amoré,”...

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