Albanian woman cheating on her hubby with Serbian
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ALBANIAN SADICS PIMPS
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The brothels.
Clans of Albania, criminals who have exploited the tragic misery of their own people have created an entire underworld regime, a nexus of pimps, traffickers and enforcers. There is now a pattern of pimping on a wide scale in some ethnic Albanian communities: If a man can afford to buy one, two or three girls, why should he work? That is the attitude among a number of people from the Shkodra and Tropoja clans. Often they will force their own girlfriends into prostitution. The influx of young and very attractive girls into brothels has expanded the clientele and created a rich seam of criminal activity. The Albanian mafia is specifically infamous for it’s ruthlessness, with countless reports of women ending up dead before they enter into sex service. The merchandise in this flourishing illicit business comprises innocent girls and young women who are kidnapped from their home towns and villages and forced into lives of violence and prostitution. They are held in horrendous conditions. Beaten raped and tortured until they serve 50 clients a day.
The kidnapped girls ended up as a sex slave for some violent Albanian pimps who treated them like an animal for years. For fun, the gun-toting pimps often tied their sex slaves down and used their naked belly as a table for snorting cocaine. They are forced into sex with endless men. In one case the unlucky one had 76 clients in a single night, and when she cried from sheer humiliation, the pimps punished her by crushing her fingers in a door.Now she is doing minimum 50 clients without any complains. She is a beautiful blonde who could have made fortune and married a rich guy,Instead she is receiving old and ugly men, one after the other, in some hidden obscure secured brothel. They are present in every big city, Albanian-run brothels are protected by thugs who scared off underworld rivals. The guards are often high on drugs.They beat and raped the girls if they did not earn enough and threatened to kill them if they tried to go to police. On Sunday the brothel is closed and they have all the girls 24 on 24 at their disposal as a harem.They may do whatever they like with them as long as the merchandise is not damaged. Against noon they are all drunk and will start their bestialities and gang rapes for hours to come as a sort of extra reward. Most guards only takes this job to four full their sexual needs. Albanian pimps always takes loosers as guards who could not afford to have a women.Some of them are vicious psycho ‘s who only likes to terrorize the forced whores.
She felt the man’s cock sliding up inside her with a sense of appalled shock, filled with disbelief, shame and fear as he raped her right there in front of dozens of Albanian pimps. It was a hard, fast, brutal raping, which was predictably over soon, and as he spilled himself inside her aching sex, he released her leg, gasped, and backed away, letting her fall back against the wall and sink down gasping, whimpering, sobbing. She screamed and sobbed, but few heard in that babble of shouts and screams and engine noises. And no one who did cared. The man who had her hair had pulled his cock out, hard shaft glistening with sweat. He pulled her face against him, and her mouth, open to scream, slipped right over his cock. She choked as he went too deep, squirming and writhing, but the men only laughed, moving in closer, so that she was pressed back against the wall, with a half dozen men surrounding her. A spirit of brotherly companionship seemed to settle over the men,that’s why they all became pimps. They laughed again, their cock pumping in and out of her mouth as she was held by hair and hands ,another cock raped her mouth and then drove down her throat, and again she was jerked in and back by the hair as strong male hands held her own hands wrapped around their stiff cocks. He spurted inside her and moved away, and another eagerly fought his way into position to take his place. That’s how Albanian pimps makes good whores.
Weeks passed as they moved further and further away from any hope of rescue or salvation, moved towards whatever fate the Albanian pimps had in mind for them, helpless to do anything to protect themselves from his cruelties and perversion. Trained to meet the exacting specifications of the pimps..If that meant becoming the faceless, voiceless sex doll so be it.Their world had been reduced to a very simple one. To sit on their heels, their knees spread wide, backs straight, eyes forward. They did so, side by side, wary of the whip. Then they had to kneel on all fours, then on elbows and knees, then they were required to spread their arms out to either side, and raise their buttocks high as they spread their legs.They were ordered onto their backs, with their feet on the ground, knees raised and apart. They were ordered to draw their knees up and back under their arms, and to straighten their legs and pull their ankles back over their shoulders. They were ordered to lay on their backs, feet flat, and put their hands on their hips to raise their lower bodies up high – legs spread. They were ordered to kneel upright, hands behind their necks, backs sharply arched, breasts thrust out. They were given the Albanian word for each position, and then they were ordered to shift back and forth from one position to another very, very quickly, over and over again, with the old pimp slashing down with the whip whenever they were too slow.They were then ordered to crawl to the old man, gasping, panting, and moaning in pain, to lick the whip, to lick his feet and ankles, and to thank him for helping to train miserable whores. They then begged to take his cock into their miserable, slut mouths, and sucked at his cock and balls together until he sprayed his seed over them. They slapped their head and face when they resisted, and jerked them in one direction, then the other, ramming cocks into their eagerly, showing no restraint now, raping throat and ignoring gagging and the upsurge of spittle and saliva as they laughed and jeered and exulted in using a beaten bitch as they knew she deserved.
As is, the Albanians ship their sex slaves all over the world: the poor things work as fuck machines in the rape mines and brothels from Australia to New York to Kabul. Ditto for the Slavic girls that the Russian crime syndicates break and sell to them. The poor submissive, hopeless, helpless shredded remnants of human beings are fucking away as sex slaves, the major fuck-flesh exports. So thoroughly are they broken, in 'Submissions Camps,' that they will 'do anything.' (It seems to be assumed, by 'customers' and other whores who will not 'do anything' that these girls were just born to be whores. [It must be 'part of their culture' — to whore.] From the time they were tiny babies 'whore who will do anything' was written on their foreheads. Such is the attitude of the world to the Albanian pimped whores— the new 'industrial vaginas' exported for massive serial rape by the men of all nations.
pimps behaving without mercy or conscience or moral beauty; men so ugly in their selfish brutal appetites that they turned any captive girl into a fuck enslaved, helpless bodie. They do it with such frequency and so thoroughly that they became famous as ALBANIAN PIMPS.Capable of turning the most beautifull women in a wonton slut in a matter of a fiew days ,broken for 'customer' use: rape, drugs forced on them, torture, sleep deprivation — all the typical methods, , used to varying degrees.
The picture never seems to change. Corrupt officials involved in the trafficking; corrupt police using the "services" of the enslaved girls. In fact, what is astonishing is the sameness: no matter where you are in the world, you find Albanian pimped sex slaves causing enormous sexual misery
The horror is even geater because 90 percent were kidnapped normal girls before !!!!!!!!!!!As an Albanian pimp 'whore,' she is surface, an end-product, doing her mechanical blow jobs, taking her fuck quota for the night so her pimp won't beat her ragged.Scorned, insulted, abused, battered, violated by pimps,guards and clients.The attitude among Albanian pimps seems to be take the girl if she is a virgin and break her in rough, with hours or days of rape, until she does not resist anymore. By then, she is too submissive and broken to think or speak or to ever care again. Then the thousands of 'customers' who 'enter' her inflict an even more severe form of rape on her by using a completely broken human being.
These brothelized girls are being raped on a daily basis.They are being served up to 50 clients as a rape-hole, as a toilet, mostly on the most humiliated ways .They must prove the clients that they are dehumanized play toys only good to serve as a whore.They are buying a body nothing more or less .These Albanian pimps will allways destroying a life. They are inflicting extreme sexual and psychological pain on defenseless girls.
Albanian pimps brothels are a monstrous form of serial rape.It is 'mass rape' — or maybe 'mega-rape' or 'hyper-rape.50 clients each day by 5 men an hour.!!!!!!!!!!!!an inconceivable number in terms of her body or mind surviving this experience . Even one day of this would kill her spirit and body forever, let alone however many months or years she is forced to do it.Albanian pimps are famous for their bizare clients . How you can survive this ???
Albanian pimps create unthinkable misery as they force to endure so much overuse.So much bleeding and swelling and inflamed tearing .They use their meat up to the limit to make the highest profit and then sell her to another pimp.These women and girls are just the flotsam and garbage and debris of their rich pimps.The entire system is designed to benefit the dominant Albanian pimp and keep the forced submissive female slave in her place — as a body for one purpose — to be used for sex.
Getting brutally fucked all day in a filthy cesspool of a Albanian pimps brothel gives no rights at all or dreams or a future.She is basically waste and garbage and a dumpsite for men and their testosterone.All she knows is the reality of being climbed on all day by men who have all the 'rights' in the world, particularly the 'right' to rape her in all her holes specialy her ass, and she only knows the reality of her poor body being torn apart by them. There is only one vision for the Albanian pimps of female slavery :the girl is owned by them and is forced to fuck and fuck and fuck and gets to pick large numbers of men she does not wants to fuck. For not fourfulling the wild and 'lascivious' behavior of the clients and the pimps she would be punished, gang raped to show her that her sexuality does not belong to her, but to the men who use her,to show them what their bodies are for: rape by men — for male pleasure. It is the the time-honored tradition of brothelizing 'promiscuous' girls in the hands of Albanian pimps that they have the most slutty outfits to be sure they can meet their daily quota. Albanian pimps makes no objections to the absolute disgust the girl must feel by violation of her most tender and beautiful part by coarse strangers not to mention the assrapes and the forced titfucks . Often the Albanian pimps sells one of their sex slaves to criminal gangs to become their cumbags.They are so dehumanized by the abuse ,beatings and rapings in the Albanian brothels that they are becoming the perfect gang sluts ready to serve all the members 24 on 24 locked in some basement cell.
The dirty old clients.
"Incredible !! how these Albanian thugs ever got you in their hands,i guess you have to serve them too after your shifts,your such a nice girl ,never thought they could turn you in a fuck an suck doll ,but anyway you may start sucking it gets me horny to see forced whores"
"My god ,how they ever could get you here ,you could have made a fortune as a model instead of sucking and fucking old men as me ,i am a lucky guy to have you as playtoy because the Albanians made sure you are gonne do all my wishes is not it? come here to daddy and give me a long and deep kiss to start ."
The pimps.
Please to meet you ,i am Albanian and your new owner ,i bought you from the russian .The rules are nearly the same here .You do quiquis at 35 euro for ten minutes or you work by the hour at 150 euro .Your daily quota is 1800 euro.Or you do 50 quiquis each day or 18 full hour clients or you make a mixt.On Sunday you serve the guards for 24 hours and sleep in one of their beds.Monday you start allover again .But first a nice welcome blowjob for all the pimps and guards ,you will swallow every drup of our semen or you get your first beatings Albanian style ,you will learn what this means in the future "
"Yeah thats it ,your ready for brothel service,thats the way you receive our clients always with a horny smile on your face ,it took me a lot of beatings and whippings but i am glad to see the result ,come her and thank me for turning you into a good whore ,i am gonne fuck you crazy ,i get always horny from a new just full pimped forced whore.Your father will never believe this.His beautifull daughter an Albanian pimps whore !!!!!!!!"
"Your presentation must be more horny ,our clients are old and vicious,start allover again "
"She is full pimped Sir ,Albanian style you know what this means ,she is all yours for an hour as you payed ,any complains just tell me and i will beat it out of her "
"Nice is not it ,only for old man like you .We kidnapped her and i was the lucky one to pimp her in .She will not dissapoint you .250 eur an hour because she is special and worth the price "
"She does not like her work as you can see Sir ,so we use her as a rapeslut,we tie her to the bed in any possition you like and then you can have the time of your life.But do not use her mouth she is still not full pimped."
The forced whores.
"I was a permanent fuckdoll for Albanian pimps,they used me in more then 21 brothels ,it was bad luck for me that i was so beautifull .I was always demanded by the clients ,by the gueards,by the pimps and by the brothel owners.They never stops using my holes and tits !!!!!!!!!After so much psychological destruction i cannot imagine any kind of life beyond, or outside of prostitution. After so much rape and abuse and degradation, it is all you feel you are fit for — more rape and degradation. "
"We all want to suicide ourself after a while ,but we know if we fail to do it we are burned alive in front of everybody,we have seen some burnings with hellisch screams and it makes us afraid enough not to try killing ourself .We are their property and we are not allowed to destroy it they said us !!"
" As a sex slave of the Balkans i was enduring unthinkable sexual torment by being raped a 100 times a day .Put in a rape bed and ram to pieces hours after hour until i was a shredded bleeding remnant . Albanian pimps are such experts at rape, they have made it into a time-honored profession. It is of course the supreme display of manliness, the violation of a helpless body."
?The more they hurt us, the more they humiliated us, the more they enjoyed it. To them, we weren’t human. We were toys for their twisted amusement. Their rampant, massive cocks throbbed all the time. The Albanians were loving humiliating us! mixed with an ancestral hate for rich girls combined with unleashed lust. Life in their brothels was Hell on earth.The chains on our ankles and gags prying our mouths open told us what we were. We were sex slaves! "
?I looked down at the floor and stared demurely at his toes as he examined me .I was sitting on my knees between his legs my hands chained on my feet’s . After taking another long swig from his bottle, he reached out, and pushed his cock between my big tits. He bobbed me up and down by my hear while I was looking up at him with wide eyes. My ball gag prevented me from crying out. He intended to satisfy himself between my breasts - Grabbing me firmly by my hear , he began to shove his cock up and down between my tits. I did not know what used like a piece of meat meant before this moment. It was my first pimp experience as i was just captured, and it kept on getting worse. He just continued to rape my breasts with reckless, gleeful abandon ,pushing me up and down against his dick while making my chest wet with his saliva and drool. Wriggling and squirming with discomfort I tried to follow his assault. Grabbing me firmly by my pony-tail, he held my head just above his dick in position as he relieved himself choking and spluttering between my tits ,it flow out right in my ball gagged face onto my chest, rushing down my torso, pooling in my belly button, and some of it dripping on to the carpet.He couldn't resist rubbing my nose in it.?
"I was a relatively new slave to the Albanian, and the story of how i came to be one was typical of most of their fuck-toys. Just two months ago, i had been walking home after a late night party in my hometown when a deranged pervert pulled up alongside me and tossed me into his van. He’d immediately called the Albanian pimps he knew and agreed to sell me to them for $10,000. The Albanian were very good at turning bitches into submissive fuck-dolls, i had to endure many, many sadistic beatings with canes, belts, and other terrible instruments, but the in the end i learn not to resist . I am one of their hard working whores now ,serving up to 50 clients each day "
"A small sob of protest was all that could escape my filled mouth. Their words hit hard. i wasn't a whore,I was more conservative and rational, not even being particularly active outside of long relationships. Not that it was an answer the brutes would understand or were even looking for. I was never a swallower and even the taste appalled me but i was given no choice here, but to cough and gag in agony"
"Upon arrival in their brothel ,it was already my fifth whorehouse that year,they let me crawl on all fours, i sucked each man, nervous about spending too much or too little time at one location, before crawling to the next as hands perpetually reached out to slap my large behind. The crawl to the suited thug was always the worst part, knowing the abuse waiting, but i serviced him in turn as well.I lost count of full trips around the room, the lanky thugs cock began to twitch for another mouthful of seed, but my new pimp quickly pulled out. His stream sprayed shot directly into my right eye. The sticky substance burned and temporarily blinded me, but judging by the man’s laughter I knew not to wipe it away.I wanted to break down into a blubbering ball of emotion. Another thug had started recording this nightmare for selling on the internet."
"The clients fucked me individually but also in pairs, often times sandwiching between them as they hammered away at my pussy and anus. Of course, during this time i was also forced to drink all of their piss as well as loads of cum from those who used my mouth. By the time my quota was reached i was a complete wreck, with torrents of cum seeping from my ass, pussy, and mouth. My body and face were also a dark red from the countless times they’d been fiercely slapped."
"There were too many this time—about eight or nine of them total. i was very scared because i knew they all were waiting to use me. I screamed in terror as two of them quickly dragged me back over to the mattress; my pussy was very dry and burned terribly each time a client slammed his huge cock into it. Noooooo!! Pleeeeaaaaassssssee!!!i screamed, as the next client flipped me onto my back after the first had finished using my cunt. You could tell just by looking at me for a couple of seconds that i was a slave to the Albanian gang, and that they’d been tormenting me for quite some time. I had been on my way to vacation when she’d gotten a flat tire almost half a year ago. Unfortunately for me, the first people to notice had been a group of Albanian pimps, and they’d quickly snatched me up from the side of the road. Now I am serving day and night 7on 7 in one of their many brothels."
?After spending more than five months in the hands of the Albanians I was in pretty rough shape.My body was marked all over with bruises and welts, and my face was discolored and showed heavy signs of abuse. The most disheartening, however, was the expression on me It was clear that I’d been beaten and raped so many times that I was now completely broken and a total slave to the Albanian pimps.?
? Has the clients been fucking you good? yes sir i gasped, wincing uncomfortably, In seconds i was between my pimps legs thumped my mouth against his cock. Within a minute, the fat ogre screamed in ecstasy and held my mouth down against the base of his cock as he began cumming in my mouth. I swallowed countless loads of jizz but could not prevent that most of them came to my face.?
"A small gang of violent blacks, had demanded me for two hours in exchange for a couple extra sacks of heroin. They viciously raped and beat me nonstop for the entire duration. My pimp watched with a smile on his face the whole time, as i desperately begged him for protection while the negroes assaulted me. They each took turns fucking my ass and pussy while the others brutally pummeled me all over my body with belts and car antennas. By the time they were finally finished with me I was covered all over with their cum."
"I had pleasured roughly 20 of my pimps business partners and friends. I’d been thoroughly fucked by over half of them and had been forced to swallow almost all of their semen .When they finally left the brothel I was covered all over by their semen. My pimp pried my cheeks apart so he could inspect the damage the clients had done."
"Tears of misery were streaming down my face and my body was drenched in sweat from my constant struggles to free myself from these huge brutes. The brutal assault continued each 15 minutes with another client. After awhile I just buried my face into the sheets permanently, screaming and weeping while i thumped my little fists against the mattress in total agony. I’d given up begging the clients for mercy long ago "
?My pimp had been pummeling my cunt now for over 15 minutes, and had dispensed literally over 200 blows on my badly swollen pussy. I was so overwhelmed with pain now that I could not even think coherently. My mind was just in a haze of unimaginable agony and my cunt felt like it was nothing more than a bloodied mass of flesh at this point. I was still weeping and shaking in pain from the vicious beating. As usual he began peeing into my mouth ,i closed my eyes in sheer disgust and began groaning wretchedly. After consuming almost ten gulps of my pimp’s piss, he spat a massive wad of spit and yellow snot directly into my mouth. When he was finished, i was bound in a hogtie position and had no chance of going anywhere ?
?We screamed in terror and agony as the huge Albanian began thrashing the leather strap back and forth across our naked ass. Each vicious blow was excruciating and within seconds we felt like our butt was on fire. Our new pimp was smiling in pure delight as he beat the ours buttocks. Somehow, someway we remained on all fours the entire time, weeping in complete misery as the enormous pimp thrashed our ass. When he was finally done we promised him everything he wanted to hear.?
"If you’re smart you’ll do a better job than that stupid sister of yours. I had to beat her ass every night for the past week. God she whined and bitched so much every time I fucked her ass. Anyways, open your ass and get this cock inside it right now."
"it would cost my pimp nothing to beat me mercilessly. Once, during the whore training , the pimp didn't like my sexual presentation. He made me undress, took off his belt, and flogged my back with the buckle till i started to bleed. Deep and long ugly scars will stay on my back for years and they will continue to beat and gangrape me until i was a full pimped whore ,Albanian style like they call it , capable of doing the most bestial poses".
?The more innocent and educated the better,they all love to terrorize and humiliate their futur sex slaves !!!!!!!!!!!!Albanian pimps understanding the ?fear? of these women and controlling those fears through the use of threats, intimidation, and violence that has been described as frequent, pervasive,and brutal. New captives will be gang raped and forced to sleep with the pimps to learn anal sex. ? If I didn't want to do what he asked me, he beat me up because he was always drunk, pulled my hair and slapped me so hard that my head jerks back and my tongue lolls out.After a few weeks I joined –the line – the assembling line of cocksucking, analfucking ,pussy ,tits and ass presenting whores of the Albanian pimps.They will use me for more then 25 years in their brothels and sell me to a drug addicted criminal to end my life as screaming chained dog in his basement as pain slut?
"They catch me and throw me into a filthy, cockroach-infested room. I was tortured—whipped with metal cables, locked in a cage, shocked with a loose electrical —burned with a hot poker, covered with biting insects. —and then gang raped for weeks until i begged them for days on my knees to become one of their hardworking sexual debased whores in their many brothels .Like all their sex slaves i had to convince them that i ment it with performing the most provocatif sexual poses while saying dirty things like - Please Sir let this slut whore serve 50 of your clients every day of the week -Please Sir this fuckdoll is only good to suck and fuck the dicks of your clients-Please Sir look at these titts they are ready to serve in your brothels.They let do it us for days individuel and together and they were always laughing and joking with us.It was so humiliating"
"We’ve got only one purpose in life now, worshipping dicks! "Punishments were cruel, arbitrary and extremely humiliating.... Extreme cruelty and hate was everywhere. They treated us worse than livestock. "We were sold and resold from brothel to brothel ,it never stopped .I was auctioned more then 12 times in 3 years "
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This happened in my college years. I was a fair student but more into sports. I specially practiced wrestling. Then my grades began to go down. I was worried a bit. soon after a boy called Robbi started taking an interest in me. Hi, he said, you look worried, I said you know my grades are down this time and I don’t know why. Robbi was a small plump guy, he was a fixer, his grades were very good but he didn’t even show up at the classes. Don’t worry, he said now I’m your friend, I’ll take care...
LesbianA little about me, i have a curvy hairless body. I am a bit on the chubby side but have a small waist. I have a bubble butt and thick thighs. I should tell you I still hadn't reached puberty. I had no friends to tell me about and i spent all my time at home so i had no exposure to outside world. I spent most of my time at home studying and catching up on lost work. Well coming back to the story, My uncle picked me up in his truck and we drove off to his friends lodge which was next to a...
Monday, June 17th, 2013 – Jessie Smith It had been a little more than a week since I quit my job so Kevin, my boyfriend, and I could found our 'escort' company, Divine Escorts. Our motto—the prettiest girls to keep you happy. I was the only pretty girl, for now, and things were going great. Kevin was right, we were making far more money going into business for ourselves. Why should I use my tight snatch to satisfy Best Buy's customers? Many of the men that I satisfied in the bathroom were...
The slaps to the face which awoke Zack were light ones only because Rebecca couldn't utilize her full strength. He was still trapped under the covers where he'd spent the entire night roasting in his sweaty latex prison. The hot and sticky gimp suit had become a second skin, glued to his entire body and immobilizing him just below Rebecca's pungent sex. She had woken several times and put his tongue to work; enjoying orgasms throughout the night before drifting off to sadistic dreams of...
My fantasies are becoming more intense. I am so ashamed of what I yearn to become. I have been dressing for a couple of months now and was pretty good at looking like a whore but still not good on make up. I decided to get a sleazy motel room in A bad area of Columbus oh and lock myself in the room and work on it before putting on my group goggles and watching hypno porn and fucking myself with the dildo I brought. This was a bigger black dildo as I find black men so sexy. It is not their looks...
I was a professor at college. I had a reputation of giving my students the grades they deserved. I would not give extra credit. I had heard of professors sleeping with students. I dated another professor that I caught fucking one of her male students. I told her I would turn her in if she did not fuck me instead. It worked out great for two years. I fucked her in my class room or hers during the week. She came to my place for the weekend. We stayed nude and fucked most of the weekend. About a...
College SexMy wife and I have been exploring he cuckold lifestyle for a little over 2 years now. I love watching her getting fucked and having her pussy stretched by a well endowed man. When we first started doing this, I would just watch until the other guy left and then I would get my chance to reclaim her. After we had a few experiences, she started to include me a little more. At first she would just stare at me while the other guy was fucking her. That is still one of the hottest things I have...
HERMAPHRODITE WHOREIt had been over a year since Johnny threw that tantrum thatruined me and got him excommunicated from mom.Holding me down when mom walked through the door withher friends, colleagues, whatever and they all gasped andscreamed as my big brother finished doing me.We had ample warning, we could have all vanished whenwe heard them at the door.Bobby ran away and got dressed. The chickenshitdenied any knowledge of the event.Smart but chickenshit.Mom severed all ties between me and...
My wife Manju works for a dental agency and is well liked by all the patients and is very personable in general. She is 26 years old, 5’1” and 100 lbs. She is a 34B cup and very light skinned. She worked there for the first 2 years we were married and then a new partner (male doctor) came in and took over half the business. My wife was promoted to manager and was in charge of more than just assisting the doctors. As such she didn’t have to wear scrubs anymore, she was allowed to wear dresses...
*smack smack smack* The slaps to the face which awoke Zack were light ones only because Rebecca couldn't utilize her full strength. He was still trapped under the covers where he'd spent the entire night roasting in his sweaty latex prison. The hot and sticky gimp suit had become a second skin, glued to his entire body and immobilizing him just below Rebecca's pungent sex. She had woken several times and put his tongue to work; enjoying orgasms throughout the night before drifting off...
A Tony and Nancy Story It had been a long three weeks out on the road and I was looking forward to getting home. A lighting guy on the tour lived in Marin and his girlfriend had come and got us at SFO. Guessing by the way that she stroking his leg and the hot kissing when she met us at the gate, I think that he was just as eager to get home as I was. This had been a rather long three weeks and I was damn sick and tired of tour buses, loud all-night post concert parties and hallways full of...
“Stand over here by this park bench. I have to go across Decatur Avenue onto the dock and meet him. It will be rough. He was quite crude and demanding in our e-mail exchanges. He’s been at sea for months. But it’s a lot of money—for both of us. And good experience for you when we do this again. It’s OK with you, isn’t it, Harry?” I looked up into Jake’s face. “Yes, it’s OK,” I said. And it was OK. I’d give Jake anything he wanted as long as he liked me and was good to me. I hadn’t had an older...
And indeed it was. We cleaned up the towels, clothes, put away the film and went to Katie's room. That is, after I went to relieve myself and scrubbed off that ridiculous eye-liner mustache. As I got back to her room, Katie and Andy left for the bathroom. I discarded the rest of my costume ... that is, the stockings and garters, but left the boxers on. I sort of understood why Katie liked them, now. When the girls came back into the room, Katie winked at me. "Pete, Andy wants you to make...
smack smack smack The slaps to the face which awoke Zack were light ones only because Rebecca couldn’t utilize her full strength. He was still trapped under the covers where he’d spent the entire night roasting in his sweaty latex prison. The hot and sticky gimp suit had become a second skin, glued to his entire body and immobilizing him just below Rebecca’s pungent sex. She had woken several times and put his tongue to work; enjoying orgasms throughout the night before drifting off to...
Meanwhile back in the living room Mark stood, quite naked in the center of the room, his hardening penis sticking out in front of him, and looked over at Betty. True, he thought, it was him that had initiated the dare. But could he actually accept the possibility that she might accept his dare? Would he, if she did take him up on it, be willing to actually do it? He knew she was a strict parent, according to what Tammy had mentioned, and would not hesitate to make good her threat to thrash his...
IncestThe Dress Janet Stickney To admit our desire is the first step To deny them, our last I watched all of my sisters as we grew up, watching them as they dressed in the frilly dresses, heels, wore makeup and had their hair done. All of them were beautiful, and in my heart I wanted to be just like them. The scent of the makeup and perfume, the crinkly satin and taffeta dresses, the shoes, all combining to make me ache inside with the desire to be just like...
Hi Iss readers, I’m back with the continuation of my last submission “My sexy mami and her sis”. My aunt was enjoying and was playing with her Pussy lips while watching her sexy sis seducing me. She made me sit on the rocking chair and started to kiss me from the chin and started teasing me by licking my ear lobes and at time blowing hot air inside me ears. She came as a beast that was hungry for a long time she slowly placed her hand down and started stroking my tool and started sucking my...
IncestWe've been married for several years in like all things our sex life had become oldWe had gone from fucking like rabbits when we were first married to now barely once a month if that. She had her own collection of vibrators which didn't bother me and I would you know take care of it myself because let's face it guys jerk off.Like all married couples we all had chores one of my chores was to take out the trash every week but my wife always did the bathroom because it had you know that's...
I knew I was a bit of a plain Jane, mother of four, slightly overweight and nothing special to look at and only 28 years old. My husband showed less and less interest in me and I admit I let myself go a little, then the boy from next door changed all that. It was such an innocent meeting at first; he fetched the empty cups back when I made his mom and some helpers cups of tea when moving in next door. He seemed so shy but ever so polite and I learnt he had just turned 16. His dad had said he...
?Jim, we’re through.? her cold voice said to me over the phone. ?Baby, please, I know we can work it out, I know if I just try harder?? ?That’s just the problem, Jim. You try too damn hard. All you ever do is want to please me.? I swallowed with sadness and frustration, as I was about to lose yet another girlfriend, who was telling me all the same things I’d heard from the last?several. ?Why is that such a problem?? I squeaked. ?It’s annoying.?...
14 Months And 447 Days After Jenny's Disappearance It's about three months after my adventure with Ylena; over a year now since Jenny disappeared. I can't believe it's so long. The anniversary was painful and of course the press were around again asking questions. After the initial 'forensic' part of their investigation, the Police contacted the media with the story and there was a wave of interest. Jenny's parents were seen as tragic figures: a close family loosing a much loved...
part 2Anne got up and removed her clothes and said “it looks like you need more honey”. She said “I really wasn’t going to do this Steve but I think you can keep a secret can’t you”? Her body still looked great even though she had just had a baby and had some extra weight. I just moaned as I grabbed my cock and nodded my head yes, yes, yes! She crawled on top of me. I felt awkward at first but when my cock slid into her wet pussy my boyish fantasies all became a reality. I had never felt...
The following is an instant message conversation between Charlie Evans and his dad, Bob. Charlie: What the hell is this?! Bob: Ahhh. Sounds like you finally got my letter. Charlie: Yeah ... you could say that! What’s with “The Breeding of Erika”? Bob: Basically, that’s my invitation to you to join me in a wild, unpredictable adventure. Charlie: I hate to even ask, but what kind of adventure? Bob: Before I tell you ... quid pro quo ... did you get hard reading that first...
Dave’s sleeping habits had been refined after repeated experiments regarding his levels of fatigue, proficiency, and performance at all of his daily tasks. He’d gradually reduced the number of hours he needed on an average basis to around five or six. Since he rose about six a.m. that necessitated that his bedtime was around midnight to one a.m. He slept soundly, and small disturbances in the bedroom seldom woke him in the middle of the night. Without distractions in the morning, Dave could...
“I’ve been secretly training to walk, talk, and practically move as a boy for months. I’m just not getting it. Can’t we do this a different way?” I asked Carter. Carter set his phone down and said, “Sure there is. There’s a built-in feature in the suit that will help you to automatically move like one of the guys. But let’s say if you have to go somewhere without the entire suit or it got damaged somehow. You’d need to know the proper way to move and act. You wouldn’t want to get caught...
I had my seventeenth birthday, just three days before the start of my senior year of high school. We had a quiet celebration, just my parents and me, with a birthday cake my mom had made. I was spending my free time, which I had a lot of, getting my head ready for the new school year. I was hoping that my senior year would be a vast improvement over my junior year. If I could just manage to keep from having any girl troubles, I'd be more than satisfied that I'd succeeded. I had decided...
There was a woman already at reception when he came into the hotel. Even though it was only a short walk from his car, the blizzard was so intense snow was caked to the front of his coat."I understand that you've had a relapse," said the therapist. “You appeared to be doing so well, and repairing your relationship with your husband.”“Yes, it was a week ago. With a stranger. Remember the blizzard…”“A stranger. It’s not just sex with someone other than your husband. Strangers can be dangerous. We...
Quickie SexWhen Saturday came I was ready I texted her and we got a specific time and was getting a ride from my junior friend since we were just going to be freshmen. I got there early and waited for her. When she got there we went to a Mexican place she liked. once i payed we went to the theater and went in early when no one was there. We talked and I discovered she was 10 times cooler than i already thought and much smarter than me too. When the movie started she leaned into me but i kept my hands to...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brooke's birthday had finally come around and I was over there at the time written on the card I recieved. It was about 12-12:15 when I got there, but Brooke's eleven and twelve year old friends had apparently been there for a few minutes because their shoes and stuff were by the door, and the gifts had been placed on the table. (stupid me forgot somethin...broke). Brooke...
I was 14 years old when I 1st time had sex with 25 years old man. He fucked me very hard and he had a big fat cock, I tought that all men have same cocks...I continue to get fuck by him till I was 15 years old by the way his name was Rajko.Rajko was a pretty, tall (180cm) and had beatuful cock 21cm, he was married and he was my boyfriend but he was very poor as myself. My mother like him very much and she told me that he would be great husband for me.One week after my 15th birtday I meet...
This is a totally ficticious story. No real people involved. About 5 years ago I met a guy , and it brought back feelings that I had been hiding for years. He asked about the book I was reading(Anne McCaffery), and I said that it was a very interesting book. He introduced himself as Dave, and I told him I was Steve. As we talked, we found out that we had a lot in common. We agreed to meet a week later for coffee. We talked for over an hour about everything we watched, listened to, or...
By Mary Looney Its hard having a military husband, its been three years now that William has been over seas. Lucy our daughter just had her fifth birthday and the only way they get to see each other is through webcam, pictures and letters its hard for me so see the hurt in Williams eyes when he sees how big she’s gotten. Lucy asks me every day mommy when is daddy is coming home, how do you explain to a child that you don’t know when daddy will come home and when he does come home it...
I changed Gloria's tire, had the flat repaired, and buttoned up her car. she called to say she would be going shopiing with friends and would get a ride homw with them. She thanked me again and said she would repay me, to which I reolied it was no trouble. Soon after, Dara called to say she was driving with some businesswomen to a resort up north for the weekend, and would stop by the house to pack a bag. I was cool, saying I might not be home when she got there, to which she replied, "Aww, I...
From very first day of lock down, we completely locked ourselves in home for safety.I denied to all my friends to meet physically to cure from any problem. We only talked over social apps only. But we bored in 4 days only and used text chat.Really we have no work in student life rather than study, games and real fun.Me and my two cousin stuck in Mumbai as we all study here. We live in house which owned my father on very day when I take admission in university. After that my cousin bro joined me...
my sister in law michele is living in our home in the spare bedroom on the second floor of our home. we (being my wife and i) know she is a freak and always fucking. my wife had told me that she went into her room to get her dirty clothes one day and somehow snooped a little to much and found alot of sex toys including dick rings and bondage material and so forth. i told her to let it be and hopefully she will. well one day i came home a little earlier then usual and for me that is rare. i got...
Ippozhuthu naan kalluriyil iruthi aandu padithu varugiren, enathu peyar kamal vayathu 23. Naan niraiya vibachaarigalai panam koduthu oothu irukiren. Aanal en vaazhvile sexyaaga thevidiyaavai eppadi oothen enbathai intha il ungalidam solla aasai padugiren. Naan chennaiyil oru thaniyaar kalluriyil padithu varugiren. Vibachaara pathumaigal endraal enaku miga pidikum, athilum sexyaaga irukum pathumaigalai ooka manam kenjum. En veetil konjam pana vasathi irupathaal maathathirku 4 muraiyaavathu...
The first time Joe saw Erika was when his brother introduced her as his girlfriend. Joe was instantly attracted to her hot tight body, but it was his brother's girl, she was off limits. Besides that, Joe was in love with his own girlfriend, so he put any thoughts of a sexual nature aside. As time went on, Erika married Joe's brother, Joe married his girlfriend, everyone was happy. They meet often, dinners, family functions, joint vacations. Joe's wife became Erika's best friend. As Joe got...
To be an incubus in this modern era is exceedingly easy. Declan St. Clare, a high level sex demon, needed to get his required amount of souls for the century, and by looking at the log of sinners in front of him, it was going to be simple. He would be able to get all seven off one list. Lifting his 6’5” frame from his computer chair, he opted to walk into his bathroom, rather than teleport there. Contrary to popular belief, he was able to see his reflection in the mirror. It’s funny that most...
Introduction: People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each persons point of view. P.O.V. – Three times over. People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each persons point of view. Authors note: Every...
Narrated by Rahul Kavita aunty ke sath bathroom mein aaj sabse mast nahana hua. Par woh mere harkato ke karan poori geeli ho chuki thi. Maine to mann mein ye bhi soch liya ki unhe kapde badalte bhi dekhunga par aisa kuch nahi hua. Woh mujhe ulta room se bahar nikal kar door band kar di. Chalo koi baat nahi, samay to sirf 10:40 hi hue the. Kavita aunty ne bataya tha ki maa 1 baje tak hi ayegi aur uspar Bharti bhi nahi aane wali thi dopahar se pahle. To samay to tha hi mere paas par is khel ko...
Hi guys this is Samir here, I am from Mumbai, 40 yrs of age and a regular reader of ISS, during the reading process I thought that I should also share my true life experience of having intimate love relation with a awesome beautiful lady who I met online 6 yrs back. Running down the memory lane I used to chat regularly on line on yahoo and it is there where I met this lady Sonia who was from Jaipur, she was 30 yrs that time married, we started off with a regular chat and then got friendly...
I lay in my bed, shivering slightly in the cold late autumn night. It had been a very warm day, but tonight was unseasonably cold. Probably only about 39 degrees outside, and not too much warmer inside. In theory I could turn the heat up, but my mom and twelve-year-old brother, Brady, were out of town with one of Brady’s swim meets, and the thermostat had a security code on it and I couldn’t turn it up, despite the cold. I was fifteen, I thought. I shouldn’t be having to...