Nandita To Nandini
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Kissed and sucked into slavery
Thus is a sad tale about how I became a sex slave to my cute girl friend Jill and all of her friends. The experience that led me to this sorry state was a lot of fun but as you will read below I am now nothing but a boy toy to a bunch of over sexed senior high school students.
I was immediately attracted to Jill when I first met her in the high school gym while watching a basketball game. She had just moved to our area and was a new cheerleader with gorgeous legs, a great pair of boobs and little freckles on her nose over her big bee sting lips. All this was topped of by blue eyes and by long blond hair.
After the game we all went to the local mall to get some snacks and drinks and Jill was there. She came right up to me and said ?you have a great body, how come you not on the basketball team??
I managed to stammer this was because I was a tight end on the football team. She leaned over and ran her hands over my ass and said that she really liked tight ends. Boy did this make me horny. I had always had a fantasy that a cute girl would come on to me and now this was happening for real.
Jill then put her arms around my waist and said in a quiet voice ?I see you have a cell phone clipped to your belt. Give me your number so we can talk and also exchange text messages.? This resulted in her sending me a ?hello? message so I would have her number as well.
As we parted she looked at me and then stared at the bulge in my pants. As she waved goodbye she said ?I see you enjoyed meeting me.?
Later that night when I finished studying I was just chilling out watching some TV. My phone gave those little rings it does when you have a message and as I opened the phone I was excited to see it was from Jill. It was a shocking and exciting message that simply said ?do you still have an erection??
I was not sure how to reply to this message and after thinking a bit I answered ?I do now as I just thought of you.?
Immediately a reply came back ?that is how it should be; I want you to think of me a lot and stay hard!!!?
?Will do?, I replied.
?I live close to you. Will meet you tomorrow at the bus stop and I will give you the best bus ride of your life to school. Be there at 7.00 am. I know that is early.?
?Will do?, I sent back again and then began to wonder why she would want to meet at such an early time when it was still dark at this time of year.?
I went to bed but had trouble sleeping as I imagined all the things Jill might have meant by her message. I got little sleep that night but made it to the bus stop at 7.00 am.
As I came near the stop I could see that Jill was already there wearing a very tight pair of jeans and a tight t shirt under her short leather jacket. Her legs and tits looked terrific and she smiled as I approached her.
?Glad to see you Dave?, she said, ?As I have some treat for you. Come closer.?
As I came closer she put her arms around my neck and pulled my head down a little bit. She did not have to pull it down much as she was a tall girl, almost as tall as me. Without saying a word she tilted her head and started to lick my neck and the nibble on my ear. Then she stuck her tongue in my ear and started to wash it all around. Reaching down she grabbed the bulge in my pants and then whispered in my ear? I get so wet when I make studs like you hard.?
The bus came and she took my hand and led me to a seat at the back. Sitting next to me she then put her hand on my lap and then started to stroke my cock inside my jeans.
?I think I will just keep you hard for now and not let you come?, she whispered in my ear, ?Is that all right with you??
I whispered back that was great and begged her not to stop what she was doing. All through the 15 minutes of the bus ride she had her hand on my dick through my jeans and from time to time rubbed her thumb around the end of my dick. She also kept talking dirty.
?It will not be too long before I use more than my hand on your dick. Tongues and lips are also fun to put on a dick. But most of all want you to stay hard and just sit there and let me do what I want. That is what makes me wet.?
So like a dope I just sat there and let her do whatever she wanted. It was indeed a weird turn on to just sit there and let a cute girl play with you and talk dirty. I should have realized at this time that what turned her on was being in charge and I just letting her do whatever she wanted to do. But I was having too much fun.
As we got off the bus she whispered to me that we should meet in the cafeteria for lunch. She told me to set my cell to silent mode and then I could sneak a peek at the messages she would text me during the morning. She said there was no need to reply but just to read them to stay hard.
It was 45 minutes later that the first message came in. ?Thinking of you and my nipples are erect.? Thus of course gave me an erection.
The next message came shortly after. ?Pull your dick out of your underwear and let it rest on the inside of your jeans.?
This was a challenge but in some weird way I wanted to obey this command. I managed to slowly but surely do this underneath the desk in a way that nobody saw. Every time I moved my leg now the material of the jeans rubbed my dick and excited it. In fact it produced a very pleasant sensation as I walked down the hallway to my next class. By chance I passed Jill in the hallway and she asked ?did you do it??, and I nodded yes. Then my phone vibrated two minutes later and the message from Jill read ?you make me so wet!?
We met in the cafeteria for lunch or to be more exact I arrived first and sat at a small table near the corner. Jill came in a few minutes later and sat opposite me.
?Have a nice morning?? she asked me.
I answered yes and she then suggested we should increase the fun. ?Take this paper bag I have with me and go to the washroom. Inside it you will find my panties as I am now naked under my blue jeans. Take off your underwear and put it in the bag and join me nude underneath. You will find it quite a thrill to walk around like this with nobody knowing!?
I did not even hesitate as this girl aroused so much lust in me. I ran to the boy’s room and appeared back at the table in no time, handing her the bag. She looked inside and just nodded.
?Move your chair so your stomach is right up against the table?, she told me, ?and then spread your legs.?
As soon as I did so, Jill let one of her shoes slip to the floor and then put her socked foot right on my jeans on top of my dick. The feeling was strong, intense and intimate as I had on no underwear. She moved her foot around slowly giving my dick a massage and I started to breathe deeply and she then suddenly stopped. ?No orgasms here darling only in my bedroom? she said.
We went back to our separate classrooms and I felt very self conscious as I was walking around the corridors with a huge erection. In fact I am sure some of the girls noticed it as I got a few funny looking smiles as I moved around.
After school I had basketball practice and Jill was out at her cheerleader practice. When I got back to the locker room there was a message on my cell that said ?do you want to meet and kiss my tits?? It took me two attempts to send a simple yes please message back as my hands were shaking with excitement.
I stood there naked waiting for a reply not wanting to go into the shower and miss something. Then the message came in. ?meet me in the park behind the school at 4.30 I will be on the first bench.? It was good that she told me where as the park was large and it could be hard to find someone. I immediately texted back I would do so.
I was excited and so showered, changed and got to the park quickly and was at that bench before she arrived. I sat there in an agony of suspense waiting for her and then saw her coming still in her cheerleader costume. If her goal was to arouse me this was a good choice as the skirt was very short and gave views of her panties. The top was tight and the high top canvas sneakers gave a good shape to her gorgeous legs.
She sat down next to me and after looking around to see if we were alone she put her hand right on my crotch. ?I do not want you to think I am a slut?, she said in a soft sexy voice. ?It is just that you doing all the things I ask you to do have kept me wet and aroused all day and I would like to feel your tongue on my nipples.?
?That would be my great pleasure?, I quickly replied, ? And I want you to know I have had an erection all day thinking of you and doing all the things you tell me to do which are so very, very sexy.?
?But I want only a boy that really likes me to see and kiss my nipples?, she said with a smile. ?What can you do to show me you really like me and think I am wonderful??
I had to stop and think about this as a wrong answer could keep me away from those tits that I was sure were just gorgeous. I thought and thought and then Jill said she had a suggestion. I immediately said I would like to hear her idea.
?I think if a boy really thought I was wonderful he would be willing to worship me. He might even fall down on his knees in front of me and kiss my high top converse sneakers all over.?
I did not even reply but simply got down on my knees. I gently lifted her right leg and held it in front of my face and started to kiss her sneaker everywhere. The laces, the rubber tips, the canvas and even the bottoms! As I did this she moaned and started to squirm. I only found out later on her friend Karen was hidden in the bushes behind the bench and taking videos and pictures o all this. But stupid me I knew nothing and was just aroused and horny.
After awhile she said to me ?do the other foot Dave? and I gently picked up her other foot and kissed her other sneaker all over. It had the same very ripe smell of canvas, rubber and sweat as the first foot and Jill started to apologize, saying I had kissed enough and her socks and shoes were smelly as the socks had been used all week for cheerleader practice without being washed. I told her I did not care.
When I had finished Jill looked down and then pulled me by the shoulders back on to the bench and gave me a big wet kiss. ?I can smell my sneaker stench on your lips?, she said ?and your worshipping me like that has made me so wet. Can I have one more favor before you get to kiss my nipples??
?Of course?, I quickly replied.
?Then while I make sure no one else can see us pull out your big erect dick and let me see it!?
I must have been insane with lust as I did not even stop to think. I stood up two feet in front of her and pulled it out of my pants. Jill oozed and awed and asked me to turn this way and that so she could see all of it from all angles. Of course I now know that this was so Karen in the bushes could get all sorts of pictures and videos of me showing my dick off in public in the park. When I was shown the pictures later on Karen had taken the pictures in a way that Jill was not in them and thus it looked like I was some pervert exposing himself in the park.
Anyway my moment of nipples was at hand. Jill took off her bra and then slowly pulled up her t shirt to expose the tit nearest to me. It was magnificent. It was about a 35 c, nice and large but firm and well shaped and not big and flabby. The nipples were the kind I liked best, big and very pointy like bullets. I leaned forward and kissed and licked that nipple and almost came in my pants. After a short while Jill said ?that is enough. Someone might come and also I do not want you to think am a slut.?
We then walked hand in hand to the bus stop and the got on the bus to go back to our neighborhood. Jill kept me aroused on the bus by keeping her hand right on my crotch and once and awhile giving my dick a little rub. As we got off the bus Jill whispered two things in my ear.
?Promise me you will not wear any underwear tomorrow??
Of course I said yes.
?Promise me you will not play with yourself as when we make love I want to see you come and shake like a volcano.?
Without stopping to think I replied ?anything you want.?
?I will know if you get yourself off Dave?, she whispered in my ear. ?Dicks feel less long and hard if they have come recently and are extra hard if there has been no cumming. Do not disappoint me as I can only do these sexy things with you because you worship me and do what I say that makes me wet.?
I promised and we parted for the night.
The next day when I got up it was raining but we had a deal to meet at the bus stop no matter what the weather was. Jill was wearing a black raincoat out of what I guess was shiny latex and black rubber boots. God only knows what she was wearing underneath to tease me. We got on the bus and as we are near the end of the route as usual it was mainly empty. We took a seat way at the back as Jill suggested we sit at the back. As soon as I sat down Jill crossed her right leg over her left with the result that her left foot was on my lap. She started to massage my dick with it and of course as ?ordered? I was wearing no underwear.
?Just checking to make sure you do not play with yourself last night?, Jill said, ?and as your dick gets hard right away it appears you kept your promise. Seeing my foot is up there already be a nice boy and lick my rubber boot and make we wet. I love to see the shine on the boot that marks where your tongue has been.?
I was so used to doing whatever Jill told me to do that I right away started to lick. The rubber boot smelled even more than her cheerleader sneakers as it was quite a hot day and I could see she had thick grey spots socks underneath. But I kept licking as Jill kept encouraging me with words like? Oh my god you are making me wet? and ? I will really do something special for you.?
Jill then reminded me that it was Friday so the weekend was in front of us. I just kept licking as she talked. She said her parents were going away for the weekend and if I wanted to come over after dinner we could order in pizza and then do all sorts of what she called ?erotic stuff? together.
?But before we do that, I want to know you are really crazy about me and think I am the only girl for you?, she said.
?You know that already Jill?, I replied. ?You are like a dream come true for me!?
?Would you mind if I asked for only one more little thing to prove that to me?? she replied.
?Of course not?, I said.
?Then right here on the bus I want you to pull my boot off, pull off my sock off and stick it in your mouth. Then I want you to stick your head in the rubber boot and enjoy the smell. By the way the socks are my special rubber boot socks and they have not been washed for what must be ever.?
I paused for a moment and Jill looked at me with a sad face, as a way of telling me that my devotion to her and proving it was the most important thing in the world to her. So with a smile I did as she requested.
I slowly pulled off her boot and the rubber smell was strong and hit my nose like a hammer. But I had started and was now committed so I continued, pealed off her sock and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted of sweat and rubber and I realized with the sock in my mouth I would have to breathe through my nose when I stuck my face in the opening of the rubber boot. I did so and automatically held my breath.
?Please take a big deep breath for me and make my pussy even wetter?, Jill said to me while starting to run her hands over the back of my bent down neck. So I started to breathe deeply and almost choked on the smell. This went on for about 5 minutes and then she pulled the boot from my face.
?Please come over after supper tonight and we will have so much fun? she told me. ?I know now you really do love and worship me. In fact you are 18 so tell your parents you are going on an out of town trip with the team and will be back Sunday afternoon. Then you can move in with me for the weekend. Bring a bag with some clothes.?
I was so excited I almost came in my pants and promised to be there right after dinner. ?Great?, she replied, ?you know where I live.?
End of part one
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The Bus to SlaveryThe Bus to Slaveryby Razor7826 Part One ?I still can?t believe that Mom andDad are really gone.?? Theresa Mosleysighed as she rested her head against the window of her sister?s car.? The country landscape sweptby. Sharon Mosley turned towards the backseat.? ?We?ll get through this, littlesis.? The key is to just go on with yourlife.?? The younger woman started to cry asshe looked her sister in the eye.? ?I...I can?t do this.? I think I?m going totake this semester off.? The...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
It was a typical chilly morning in the small town in Michigan’s upper peninsula. Tom glanced at his watch as he starred out the window enjoying the morning sun razing over the horizon. He finally heard the click of the bathroom door opening and the sweet smell of Chantal’s perfume flowing into the room. ?Honey? Could you please bring me my sweater for me please?? Tom sat his cup of coffee down and looked around the room until he saw his wife’s sweater sitting on top of one of the suit cases....
Date Night. My Descent Into Slavery.------------------------------------------------------------------------ CHAPTER 1 FRIDAY Tonight was "Date Night" and as usually was the case, I'd spentthe day in a high state of anticipation. My wife, Chris, and I hadcreated the "Date Nights" several years ago to merge our divergentsexual desires into a mutually satisfying relationship. My sexual tastes ran to the more exotic side of the spectrum:...
Kidnapped into Sexual [email protected][Author's note: I love feedback! I hope you leave it or send me an email.]Brian never quite knew what to make of Ellen Fitzgerald. She was a distant relative of his stepfather's, second or third cousin he thought, who came for a visit maybe once a year. And he wasn't all that close to him, much less his relatives. (Brian's own father had passed away when he was very young and his mother had remarried just two years ago.) She rarely...
Jill’s adventure into slavery Part 1By Goddess RachealIt was Thursday morning and Jill Evans was at her desk at the accounting firm she worked for thinking of the upcoming weekend and what was going to happen to her. Jill was 24 years old and after graduating from University of Pennsylvania’s Wharton School of Business (head of her class) with an MS in accounting and Business Administration, and one of a few persons with an IQ over 200. She took a job at a leading accounting firm in New York...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Blackmailed into slaveryAndy and Carl were lucky to find a place on their own in a university city with over twenty thousand students from all over Europe. They rented an old farmhouse that was standing empty for a few years. Luckily there was not much to renovate, except for a new lock on the entry door and a few minor repairs to the windows. Each had their own comfortable room to study. The old timber beds were still there. The new mattresses were the only substantial investment they had to...
After I left the lawyer's office, Gary disappeared with Hilda. They drove away, and she was visibly shaken. I drove home, thinking aboutwhat had just happened and I'll admit it: I was hard as hell. My wife was now owned, literally, by another man. He had the last word on whereshe went, what she wore, who she fucked, and whether she stayed or left. I tried half heartedly to make dinner, but I was so turned on I couldn't concentrate. I'll be the first to admit I had fantasized about this very...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
(All characters are above the age of 18. This event happened 15 years ago.) I am a sex slaver. I find women who will bring me a large profit when I sell them into slavery. I cannot do this openly. I have an employment agency that places women into secretarial positions in businesses. I do get a number of women who are better qualified to be secretaries than sex slaves. I do place them into businesses for that helps my cover story. I have developed a program that helps to rate a persons aptitude...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife Lovers~Demons are creatures of Earth and Fire, Blood and Bone. These are their attributes, and they are at their strongest in the presence of these things. Angels are creatures of Air and Water, Tears and Spirit. These are their attributes, and they are at their strongest in the presence of these things.~ First Year Magician Lesson -Devnik- I awoke to total darkness. The cave smelled foul. Blood and vomit had mixed in the air, creating a putrid odor. Water still dripped from the ceiling, and...
There weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
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