Andrea and Adam
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Barb and Adam
Part 1
Barb sighed with relief as she walked in the door. Another long day at the Post
office was finally done, and she was home. Her keys and purse fell onto a chair,
a dreamy smile crossing her lips as she anticipated the E-mail that was surely
awaiting her. He was so very good at writing them. Her hands traveled across her
hips a she savored the tightness of her pants and t-shirt, imagining it was his
hands that were touching her. Another sigh, this one of pleasure rather than
relief, escaped her lips.
A giggle escaped her as she began to make her hurried way to her room, hungry to
read the latest installment from his delightfully twisted mind. When she opened
the door to her room, she stepped through before she fully registered what she
saw before her. Barb gasped, staring at the man before her, who was holding a
very sharp sword to her throat. He smiled at her slowly.
"Close the door behind you Barb," he said, his voice deep and firm.
Gulping, she obeyed. It can't be him. She thought to herself as she studied the
man. No, she recognized that face from his pictures. It was him. He was wearing
tan slacks and a dark green long sleeved button down shirt, short cropped brown
hair, and incredibly deep brown eyes. Standing at about 6', he couldn't have
weighed more than 175, Thin, but with toned flesh filling him out slightly.
"Sit," he commanded, and she obeyed slowly, trembling slightly in a mixture of
fear and anticipation, with a touch of anger. It has to be him, who else would
do this to me? But how dare he with out warning me! She was doing her best to
work up her anger, trying no to let on to her arousal caused by her secret
desire.
"Adam, please, don't do this," she said softly, having a fair idea of what he
planned to do, because she'd encouraged him to want to take her like that.
His smile twitched wider at her words. "Now what did I tell you would happen if
we ever met, based on all the desires you whispered to me across the internet? I
told you that no word of yours would dissuade me because," Now the blade that he
had held to her throat dipped down, catching at the fabric of her shirt. "I know
how much you want to be taken by force."
Her shirt didn't conveniently tear from the neck down like in the movies, but
the tip of the sword caught the fabric between her breasts, where it resisted
and bunched against the edge momentarily before parting under that pressure.
She closed her eyes briefly, trying to not panic at the sound of her tearing
clothes, her imagination conjuring images of her flesh being cut just as easily.
"Please, no," came her hoarse plead. But he seemed to ignore her words, and the
tip of that damned sword pushed into her chest slowly but firmly, forcing her to
yield and be pushed down to lie out on the bed. He kneeled over her, and twisted
the blade to slide into and underneath the tear in her t-shirt. With a sharp
yank, he cut through the remaining fabric, and brought the sword back down in a
smooth arc that ended with the edge pressed tightly against her throat.
Her eyes opened slowly to watch him, her fears and fantasies mixing to come to
life before her. An involuntary flinch shuddered its way through her when he
slammed a dagger into the pillow on each side of her head. The one to her left
was a wickedly sharp curved blade like one would see in a knife collector's
magazine, and the one to her right was styled to fit renaissance clothing, with
a blade of bright stainless steel but dulled edges. The point however seemed
sharp enough.
Adam now ignored the daggers, smiling down at her before sliding a hand along
her exposed chest.
"You've made me wait a long time for this Barb. I decided it was time to claim
what I wanted."
His left hand explored its way under the scraps of her shirt, gently cupping her
right breast, fondling and massaging it before letting his finger and thumb find
her nipple. A gasp of pleasure escaped her, his touch some how both knowing and
experimental and she knew why. It matched with what he had already told her
before. So very hard to believe Adam had once been a quiet shy boy, and part of
her wondered how much of his change was due to her influence.
Barb whimpered as his free hand continued to explore her body's responses to
pleasure, taking time to get to know both of her breasts. Her sigh was of both
relief and disappointment when she could no longer feel his touch. That sound
quickly changed to one of surprise as his hand slid under her pants, forcing
it's way into the tight confines between the fabric and her flesh. She squirmed,
helpless beneath him for far more reasons than the sharp metal pressed to her
throat. Those long fingers probed along the ridges of flesh between her legs,
parting the tender lips of her pussy apart before sliding into her moist depths.
And she was so very wet, the true sign of her arousal, despite her initial
protests. Then his hand withdrew, bringing her silky sweet taste to his lips,
his tongue teasing her by caressing the sticky juice from his fingers.
"Now that was a taste I've been eager to take for far to long now. And I am
going to take so much more." His eyes swept over her body with lustful
covetousness.
While she struggled to think of something to say that would get him to stop, he
pulled out a small, sharp Kershaw pocketknife, snapping the folding blade open
with a practiced movement of his thumb.
"This is going to be fun Sweets," he whispered before deftly cutting away the
remnants of her shirt, then sawed through the front of her pants. Adam grinned
at her, and stabbed the sharp little blade into the pillow next to her head.
"Don't be getting any idea into your head now of what to do with that knife."
Remembered images flashed through her mind, images the had shared through
writing across the internet, of her using one of his many blades against him,
the blood welling from his skin as she leaned down to lick the wounds, teasing
him closer to climax. Her memories were interrupted by her pants being dragged
down her legs, sliding easily off with the front cut open. When Barb realized
that he was no longer holding a sword to her throat, she started to sit up. But
when his eyes met hers, she froze, unable to look away as he began to strip. Her
lips parted, watching him do what she had wanted to see for to long. Each button
came undone slowly, exposing more and more of his chest, covered with that layer
of soft dark hair that had been described before.
Lips parting unconsciously, she watched with a hypnotized look when he first
threw his shirt to the side, and then kicked off his shoes. Only his pants
remained, and her eyes dropped involuntarily to the conspicuous bulge contained
in the front of those slacks.
"Don't," she whispered futilely, knowing he would ignore her. The slacks slid
down his legs, allowing him to step free of them, his swollen cock swaying while
he walked towards her.
Her tongue darted out nervously to moisten her lips, eyes glancing up to meet
his. He hadn't lied about this either. He was incredibly huge, but he was
definitely in the upper range of average. More memories of stories and self
descriptions exchanged crowded at her mind, the one most prominent being a
flavor description, ascribing the taste of Cream of Mushroom soup to his cum. It
all seemed to unreal, like it couldn't be happening, that she shouldn't let it
happen.
"No, Adam, please stop, wait a moment," she said as she backed away, turning to
slide off the other side of the bed.
He lunged forward, catching her arm and yanking her backwards to sprawl across
her sheets face down. Even as she started to rise again, one knee came down
forcefully on her lower back, pinning her with a cruel force. Fear and pain sent
her heart racing as she struggled futilely underneath him. One of his hands
pressed against the back of her head, blinding her by burying her face into a
pillow while he leaned away for a moment.
When he released his grip on the back of her head, she didn't have time before
the first stinging lash of the Cat-o'nine-tails struck her shoulders. A muffled
cry escaped her lips, the sudden pain bringing tears to her eyes. Again and
again the nine-tailed small whip lashed out, drawing up painful welts,
immobilizing her with the shear level of the pain produced. The lashes went
across her body, with each lash lower than the last, slowly making his way down
her back. Her hips twitched up when that whip met her buttocks, the pale tender
flesh quivering under the blow. And with each stinging whip to her butt, her
hips rose higher, presenting herself to him, the intense pain drawing out the
deep masochism that she had confessed over her computer so many months ago. He
pained moan of tormented pleasure were muffled by her pillow, but Adam heard
them, the sweet sound driving him to whip her harder till blood ran freely down
her thighs.
The whip fell from his hand finally as he stood there panting, examining his
work. Leaning over he was able to see the juice dripping out of her pussy,
mingling with the blood that covered her thighs in rivulets of crimson. Gently
Adam reached out to caress the tenderized flesh, drawing out another pained
whisper of desire from her. Wordlessly, he kneeled behind her, deep brown eyes
hungry with his growing lust. So carefully he position himself behind her, the
head of his cock pressing lightly against the spread petals of her moist pussy.
He breath hastened, her heart beating fast in anticipation of what was to come.
She knew this was going to happen from the moment she saw him, and she wanted it
as badly as she had ever craved to be seduced by the arousing words he put onto
her computer.
And he waited, controlling himself to the point of pulling back when she tried
to push herself onto him. Waited, until she begged, looking over he shoulders
imploringly at him. "Please, Adam, please do it. Fuck me already."
His hand smacked across her fresh and bleeding wounds, drawing out a surprised
yelp from her.
"Please, who?" he asked, holding her gaze. She knew what words he wanted to here
from her, they had talked about such things so many times before. Now was the
time to live up to what she had said. Barb's head bowed, hiding her face behind
her hair.
"Please master, fuck me." The words were hardly out of her mouth before he was
thrusting his cock between her tight nether lips, penetrating her till his hips
slammed into her bleeding butt. Hand clenched tightly to her sheets, barb pushed
back against him, almost crying with the waves of mixed pleasure and pain she
had been craving for so long.
His shaft slid in and out of her, glistening with the moisture of her growing
pleasure, his breath loud and harsh, mingling with the sounds of her soft cries
of pleasure. Blood heated, seemed almost to boil beneath his skin as it pumped
through his veins. The primal rhythm of their bodies quickening in animal
passion, he took her with increasing force towards climax.
Her pussy lips squeezed tightly around his cock when he thrust one last time
into her, body shivering in orgasmic ecstasy as his hot cum exploded into her.
His hands clenched tightly around her hips, holding himself deep inside of her
warmth, letting waves of cum spill into her until his body finally relaxed.
Sliding his gleaming wet shaft our of her, he then bent down to place a wet kiss
on her bloody welts, tongue moving over each rounded buttock to lap at her
blood, probing softly at her still raw wounds. "You taste delicious Barb." He
murmured before dipping his head further down, turning his head to lick at the
edges of her pussy lips, and lick at the sticky fluids flowing from her body.
Over whelmed by her most secret fantasies being so deliberately and almost
cruelly brought to life around her, Barb didn't offer any resistance when Adam
turned her onto her back, laying her spread eagle, helpless before him. Now she
could see the gentle smile on his lips as he licked up her taste, in such
incredible contrast to the brutal, savage lust for her body that lay behind his
dark eyes.
It was then that he reached over to the table where he had laid out his various
toys, and picked up a Celtic ceremonial Dagger. Startled eyes opened wide, lips
parting as if to say something, but no word escaped her as the tip of that blade
approached her right breast. Once again, she knew what he was going to do to her
and didn't resist.
"I've been glad I bought this for you for a long time, and now I get to use it
on you. About time, don't you think?"
While he spoke, Adam's blade moved slowly towards the tip of her breast, briefly
toying with her already hardened nipple, before sliding to press against the
dark flesh just below it. The entire weight of the blade rested on just that
tip, enough to painfully indent her skin, but not quite enough to break it.
Until he started adding pressure to the dagger, pressing it harder against her
breasts till blood welled up around that sharp tip.
"Just as you always wanted," he whispered before pulling the dagger slowly free
of her flesh. His tongue licked the bloody tip of the metal before his head
dipped down to suckle on her nipple, draining her blood into his mouth at the
same time. She gasped softly, eyes glazing slowly from the fresh mixture of
pleasure and pain, her body surrendering to his ministrations once again.
This time her hands clenched his shoulders instead of her sheets, nails raking
across his skin, her legs spreading farther out as fresh moisture gathered along
her moist and waiting flesh. Relenting from the torment of her nipple, Adam
kissed a wet trail down across her belly, licking ands sucking her belly button
a moment before moving on to find her clit with his searching lips. Rolling over
it gently with his tongue, he then suckled on her clit, savoring the sounds of
her deepening pleasure. Her legs raised to wrap over his shoulders, crossing his
back to encourage him while her hands moved to massage her aching breasts,
reveling in the mixed pain and pleasure. Tenderly Adam lowered his lips, letting
them kiss across the entrance to her pussy before his tongue darted out to
caress the inner edges of those pink nether lips.
Probing carefully into those waiting folds of flesh, he tasted her fully,
feeling almost giddy with delight when her hips arched to greet the pressure of
his mouth. Eager to taste the full rush of her pleasure, he curled up the tip of
his tongue, exploring along the upper walls of her pussy until he felt her
shudder suddenly. Pushing against that area, his tongue glided back and forth
till he had narrowed down her G-spot, and began fluttering the tip of his across
it. She cried out, he hips bucking with growing lust moments before she came,
her hot pussy juice smearing across his lips and cheeks as he buried his face
deeper into her.
Suddenly, he pulled his head back, gasping for air. Then his eyes lowered to
meet hers, his gaze burning with lustful hunger. Adam began moving up her body
while her legs were still hanging over his shoulder. Barb gasped with the stress
pain of her leg muscles being forced to stretch. Soon, her ankles were resting
on his shoulders instead of her legs, with his face less than a foot away from
hers. The position tightened both her pussy and her sphincter, both of which
were already tightening with anticipation.
"Do it Adam," she breathed, encouraging him.
She'd only done it once before. A short cry forced its way through her lips as
his cock forced its way into her tight asshole. He grunted heavily when her
sphincter tightened in pain around his shaft, and pulled back to thrust himself
further into her.
With every thrust he violated her deeper, plunging the head of his cock far up
her as, each thrust painfully stretching her legs even more. And she encouraged
him, whispering sweet moans up to him while her hands clutched tightly at his
back, nails digging into his skin deeply enough to draw blood. She felt
something tear, knew she was probably bleeding now, but it didn't matter. She
wanted him to finish taking her, needed him to hurt her. The intense sensations
rolling through her body reached a climax quickly, her pussy over flowing with
her juices, which trailed down to coat his cock as it slid in and out of her
ass. And then he came, that hot essence of his manhood pulsing in waves to fill
her as he trembled, pushing and squirming to shove himself deeply into her
before his body once more began to relax.
"Thank you, thank you master," she whispered, watching him with half-closed
eyes, her body exhausted by the punishment that she had received, that he had
promised to inflict upon her. The punishment she had confessed to him so many
months ago that she craved. Her hands let go reluctantly when he pulled away
from her, then stood where she could see the blood dripping from his cock. A
shiver ran its way through her body, but she was to exhausted to move towards
him, to take that bloody cock in her mouth, and clean it off, like she knew he
wanted her too. So he moved to her, caressing her face before kneeling over her
head, lowering his half-erect manhood down to caress her lips. The faint taste
of blood seemed to revive her and those lips closed eagerly over his shaft,
sucking him deeper into her mouth. Her groaned with the almost painful
sensation, his cock still sensitive from its two recent ejaculations. But she
didn't relent, sucking harder, her lips and tongue gliding over his shaft,
cleaning it with a true slave's eagerness to please.
Soon he was panting, hands braced on bed and headboard to support himself, his
legs feeling dangerously weak. Gods, how he wanted to see his cum filling her
mouth, watch her eagerly swallow him down.
"That's it Babs, suck me dry. Make me come."
And she complied, her hands pulling on his hips to bring him closer, her eyes
staring up at his to watch his own close with growing pleasure. He started
trembling, gasping as an orgasm starting to build tormentingly slow. Her skilled
enthusiasm pushed his endurance, challenging him to come again for her and he
did, his hips thrusting down at her face as he orgasmed, fresh waves of Hot seed
spilling forth, this time to feed her hunger to the taste of him. Hot white,
slick semen filled her mouth before sliding over her tongue and down her throat.
Face twisted in an expression almost indistinguishable from pain, Adam slowly
drew back, letting her lick and tease the last drop out of his cock, the tip of
her tongue teasing the small hole before he moved out of range.
Tired, he sat back, and smiled down at her. "I'm afraid we've ruined your bed,
Love."
Barb merely nodded, not caring, luxuriating in the sweet aching of her body
while she watched him through half lidded eyes. He leaned down to brush a soft
kiss on those sweet lips, letting his tongue dance briefly with hers. Then he
was gone, with a whispered promise. "I'll be right back, Love."
She sighed, aching to feel his body cuddled next to her. Then she heard the
sound of a bath running, and she smiled.
Shortly afterwards, he re-entered her room, and leaned down to scoop her from
the bed, She moved gladly into his arms, holding to the back of his neck as he
carried her to the bathroom. It was quickly obvious he'd been busy here too, for
several fresh candles decorated the room, and unbeknownst to her, a single
dagger was hidden under a towel, it's gleaming, 9 inch long, double edged blade
was waiting for her. He lowered her slowly, so that she could help guide herself
into the warm, soapy water, with its layer of white bubbles coating it. Their
hand began exploring each other while cleaning themselves, this time with soft
gentle touches. Many minutes passed in sensuous discovery before he reached over
to let the water drain out, and filled the tub with fresh clean water. He picked
up her bottle of bubble bath; how long had he been here? And added a capful to
the water, to ensure a fresh layer of suds. Giggling, she nestled into him,
comforted by the warmth of his body.
The tub had been filled, and the water shut off, when she began to drift off to
sleep, so safe did she feel. A small shift in his body was hardly noticed by
her, but when her hair was grasped, yanking her head back to expose her throat
to the cold metal pressing up against it, she nearly panicked, her body arching
up in surprised reaction.
"Now you die," He hissed into her ear, and the blade was pulled painfully hard
across her throat, pushing her into a full panic, and orgasm, feeling certain he
was taking her life. Then she realized the dagger hurt so much because it was to
dull, never sharpened after he had bought it from the store. Such stainless
steel blades were made for show after all. The sharp scratch across one side of
her neck let her know the tip was sharpened though.
She sagged back down against him, letting lose a shuddering breath that was
almost a sob.
"You scared me Adam, I thought you were going to kill me." His voice was an
amused whisper in her ear, while that gleaming blade glided across the top of
her breasts, to then slip beneath the water to tease its sharp tip across her
belly.
"I know. I am somewhat sorry, but I had to see you panic, I wanted to see your
orgasm. I wouldn't have done that if you hadn't let me know that secret, amongst
others." And the dagger slid deeper in to the tub, guided by the touch of his
other hand to slide across her clit, then rest tip first against her pussy lips.
A moan of anticipation that was almost a whimper rose from her throat, knowing
well what he already envisioned. Her body had already been painfully abused, and
somehow that made the thought even more arousing.
Her hips raised up in invitation, helping the dull blade slip between her pussy
lips, thrusting into her canal like a sadistic dildo. And he began to fuck her
with that steel blade like it was a dildo, thrusting it in and out of her slowly
at first, then quicker. He started slamming the gleaming shaft harder into her
as she groaned with tormented pleasure, thrusting back against him, feeling the
blade's hard edges tear up her inner walls, till she came violently. The water
in the tub was now stained with fresh blood, and slicked with a coating of her
sweet juices. She slid off the dagger, lying against him, truly, bone-achingly
exhausted now. He held her close, dagger discarded over the side of the tub, and
whispered words of comfort into her ear. After many minutes, he finally guided
her out of the tub, and dried off her trembling body with a towel. Then he made
her stand for a minute, watching between her legs. When no trails of blood
appeared, he let the towels fall, and guided her to her living room, finally
letting her rest on the futon. She quickly fell asleep with a smile on her lips.
He watched her with his own smile for a long time, before he started cleaning
up. He was very tired too, but he'd had the advantage of napping during the day
while she worked, and hadn't had to get up so early. Then, knowing he needed to
feed her, he prepared a dish of sweetly spiced black beans and buttery rice. She
groaned in protest when he roused her, but woke up long enough to eat when she
saw the dish he'd prepared. Then, with a full stomach, she kissed him tenderly
and drifted back off to sleep. After cleaning up the dishes, he made a few
finally preparations, and sat down in a chair, dozing while he waited for her to
awaken again.
Late into the night she awoke, trying to figure out if she'd had a dream or if
it had all been real and when she spied him dozing off in the chair, she smiled
at him. Then her eyes drifted to the pile of bags near her front door, and a
gasp of dismay sprang forth. That sound woke him from his doze, and he smiled
down at her.
"Hello there sleepy head," he said softly to her when he saw her.
Barb raised stricken eyes to him, and asked. "Why are your bags packed? I
thought you wouldn't leave me! That's what you'd told me before!" She was nearly
crying now.
He shook his head softly. "You always assume the worse love. If you let me, I'll
teach you to truly trust me, to not fear that I'll wound your heart and soul."
Now his voice dropped lower. "But for me to stay and teach you, I need your
complete dedication." He pointed towards the floor, where a studded black
leather collar lay. "You will ask me to claim you completely, renouncing all
other ties in deference to mine, and I will stay with you forever. Place this
collar around your throat, speak the words of submission, and offer me your
leash. Do this, and I will be your master, dedicated to you alone."
Her tears had dried up by now, and she stared at him a long moment. She was
angry with him for making her worry so, but when he started to move as if to
leave, she hurriedly whispered. "No, please wait."
He stilled, watching her expressionlessly. A silent prayer went through her
mind, hoping that this cold mask was simply part of her training, what he had to
do in order to command her. And she scrambled to the floor, crossing it on hands
and knees to quickly grab the collar and clasp it around her throat. If she was
wrong. Tears almost fell at that thought, and she thrust them aside. He had to
be all she dreamed of him being. He had to be.
Soft words fell from her lips as she kneeled submissively in front of him, that
simple chair some how become like a throne. Her hands raised the leash towards
him, eyes looking at him pleading.
"Master Adama," she said, using the special nickname of the Hebrew version of
his name. "Please, take me, claim me, use me for your pleasure and amusement, so
long as I am always yours."
Slowly, he reached down to take that leash from her, then simply stared into her
eyes a long time. Then he started reeling her into him, pulling her up until she
fell into his lap, to find his arms wrapping around her in a fierce hung, lips
locking with hers passionately. Precious, dear words he murmured to her.
"Yes Babs, I claim you, for I love you with all my heart. I will be your sole
and only master, and claim no other, for you are the one who makes me complete.
You are mine Barbara, and I am yours, forever."
Part 2
God, but her elbow was hurting again. Barb sighed as she made her way up the
path to her house. She hated her job at the post office, but it paid the bills.
Hopefully, Adam's writing would pay off soon. A smile crossed her lips as she
thought about him. Maybe he should focus more of his time on writing his novel,
but it was hard to object to the activities he pursued so strenuously. With that
thought filling her mind, she opened the door to her house, only to gape as she
viewed Adam standing there in kilt, with naught else on but sheepskin boots.
Before she could recover from her surprise, he had closed the few feet between
them to pull her into an embrace, and she melted at the hungry touch of his lips
on hers.
"Mmm, about time you got home. I've been waiting for you, and you know how I get
when I'm impatient." Barb purred at that, snuggling against him, and let her
hand drift down to caress the bulge of his cock through that kilt of his, that
she so dearly loved. Yes, he was definitely wearing it traditional style.
"You going to punish me for making you impatient Master?" she whispered softly,
nibbling lightly on his shoulder, and starting to slide down his body, eyes
glancing down hungrily as her hand tightened on his cock. But he stopped her,
pulling her close to keep her on her feet, smiling darkly down at her.
"Nothing I wasn't planning on doing anyway my Love. Now come with me."
Adam stepped back, then picked up her collar and leash from the hook on the
wall, and snapped it lovingly in place. Kissing her lightly once more, he then
led her down the hallway to their bedroom. With first a small wink for her, he
opened the door with a dramatic flourish. The smell of incense and scented
candles filled her nose, while her eyes swept over the room lit only by candles.
Her eyes flitted over the room, quickly picking up on the white silken strips of
cloth hanging from each corner of the bed, and the black strip on the
nightstand, most likely to be a blindfold. Also near the bed was a bowl filled
with fresh ice, and a large bowl with their favorite candy, white chocolate. She
narrowed her eyes, looking up at him speculatively, but he merely smiled, and
placed a finger on her lips to silence her before leading her near the bed.
"Strip for me darling, make me hunger for the heat of your flesh, taunt me with
the beauty of your body."
Only a moment's hesitation betrayed her surprise at his order, then she obeyed,
a smile crossing her lips. With eyes closed she began to sway softly, letting
her hair fall freely about her shoulders. Turning around slowly, her fingers
danced across the bottom edge of her shirt, rolling it up, teasingly exposing
only an inch of skin at a time, till the rolled up bottom of her shirt exposed
only the lower curves of her breasts. Grasping her shirt lightly, Barbara drew
it over her head hem-first, baring her breasts from the bottom up, and leaving
her head briefly covered. She paused in this pose, half expecting him to take
advantage of the vulnerable position, arms raised up and so easily tangled in
her shirt. But he did nothing, merely watching with eyes whose heat she imagined
she could feel on her skin. A final tug, and the shirt drifted to the floor.
Now she could see him again, settling down in a chair to watch her dance.
Delicately her hands traveled over her breasts, stroking her own skin, flaunting
her near nakedness to him. Adam merely smiled, and gave her a wink before
motioning her to continue, though the bulge beneath his kilt gave the lie to his
casual attitude. Those delicate hands of hers slipped beneath the top of her
pants, caressing her clit as she boldly held his gaze. Slowly, tauntingly, those
pants began to slide down, quickly making it obvious that she'd worn no panties.
Before he could catch more than a glimpse of soft hair, she spun around, and
leaned over, exposing her butt to him while continuing to strip of those pants.
Each tug on her pants exposed more leg until she stood up finally, and simply
kicked them the rest of the way off. Turning, Barb placed both hands on her
hips, legs spreading to let her thrust her bare pussy lips towards him, letting
him see the eager pink moistness that awaited him. But he merely gave her a smug
smirk, and gestured towards the bed. "Very good pet, but it's time for you to
lie down. And then, well, interesting things shall happen."
She started to move slowly towards the bed, eyeing him speculatively, wondering
what mischief he had in mind. But a solid smack on her ass sent her jumping onto
the bed with a surprised yelp. Barb sat there rubbing the already reddening spot
while she glared at him.
"Hey, that hurt!"
He merely grinned, and stepped up to the bed, looming over her while he grabbed
her wrists, and forced them over her head.
"I know love. And I know how much you are going to love every moment of this."
he said quietly.
She gave a token struggle, wriggling beneath him. A smirk of her own lay on her
lips, for she could feel how his cock responded to her flesh sliding against the
kilt, making the fabric rub against that sensitive member.
She whispered into his ear, "Why don't you just rape me and get it over with? I
know how much you want to Adama."
She got a sudden bite to her neck for her trouble. "Not yet my wanton little
wench, that's for later. I want to 'torture' you a bit first."
He slid down her body slowly, leaving lingering kisses on her lips, on her neck,
collar bone, between her breasts, on the upper swell of each her breasts, then
finally savoring her nipples before kissing her belly, a teasing kiss for her
clit, and making a trail of wet kisses down her legs. She was so very relaxed
now, stretched on the bed as she awaited what ever dark desires he had planned
out.
Gently he tied her ankles to the other end of the bed, making sure she couldn't
possibly close her legs to protect herself. Barb watched him curiously,
wondering what he was planning that he'd think that it might be necessary. The
thought alone was enough to make her squirm with anticipation, a delicious heat
burning low in her belly. Adam spotted a glimpse of the moisture forming between
her pussy lips, and couldn't resist leaning in for a taste of her sweetness.
A Groan of pure pleasure purred out of her throat, and she arched her hips up
towards him, begging him to continue. But he didn't, backing away with a smile
as he licked his lips.
"You have to wait a while longer. Mmm, but you are the horny slut today, aren't
you?" he whispered, sitting down on the bed next to her, leaning over her face.
"Yes Master," she whispered back, her voice husky with desire. He smiled, and
kissed her soft lips, letting her taste the sweetness of her own cum. Then he
reached over to the blindfold he'd placed on the nightstand, and carefully laid
it over her eyes. Obedient to his desires and touch, she lifted her head for him
so that he could tie it tight behind her. Then she lay back, body tense with
anticipation. A soft clinking sound, then a moment later, the feel of cool lips
pressing against her neck, an ice cube trapped between them. Shivering from the
sudden cold, she was helpless beneath him, and he took full advantage of it. The
ice cube didn't stay on her neck very long, but made a cold trail down to her
nipple. A gasp escaped her when the frozen water came to rest on her hardening
nipple, and stayed their, freezing her flesh for what seemed an eternity before
moving on to her other nipple, and staying their till it melted. But even that
wasn't enough for his sadistic pleasure.
That faint clink from the bowl of ice came again, only this time the ice-cool
lips kissed her belly first, and began to cold, wet rail down to her clit. She
whimpered, unable to help it, and began to squirm while she shivered. But he'd
tied her well, and she couldn't escape the numbing cold. Finally, he relented,
but still she could feel the cold that had penetrated her flesh. Now it was his
fingers that guided the ice cube, making sure that her nipples were kept cold
before returning it to her clit. She sighed softly when the ice cube was
removed, and she heard it dropped back into the bowl. Then, she heard nothing
but silence, followed by the soft scrape of something metal against wood. A
brief pause, then searing molten heat scalded her right nipple, tearing a scream
out of her. It took a moment for her to realize that it was merely candle wax,
its heat made to seem more extreme by the chill in her flesh. Before she could
react, or say anything, another splash of molted heat covered her left nipple,
leaving her gasping for breath from the power of the sensation.
Then she remembered where else he'd been so sure to chill with ice, and vainly
tried to squeeze her legs shut. "Oh god, no, Adam, you can't? " Barb's words
broke of in a choked scream while molten wax streamed over her near-frozen clit.
The burning pain made her cum instantly, straining against the silken bonds
while her hips arched up. Then she fell back, panting, trying to recover her
wits, but it didn't matter. He was pouring more wax already, coating the inside
of her thighs, and all around the edge of her pussy.
Adam watched her writhe helplessly on the bed, smiling silently to himself. Then
he removed the blind fold, and whispered, "Did you like it?"
She nodded to him, her eyes moist with tears from the shocking pain of heat
applied so closely after cold. "Then beg for me to hurt you, beg for it like the
little bitch you are."
"Please, please Master, hurt me. Please, make me bleed, drink my blood. Oh god,
please master. More!" she pleaded, trying desperately to offer herself
submissively, restrained by her bindings. The smile on his face spread to a
sadistic grin.
"Just remember, you begged for it."
Moving quickly, he ripped of the now solid wax covering each of her nipples. A
surprised yelp poured out of her at the rough treatment, leaving her nipples
sore from the repeated abuse. Then she saw where his hands were wandering, and
the full implications hit her.
"Oh shit!" she managed to whisper before he placed one finger on the wax over he
clit, and used his other hand to rip up one side of the wax he'd poured along
the side of her pussy lips, tearing up the hairs there too. She couldn't
breathe, let alone scream. And then he did it again, more sharp pain ripping
through her. She collapsed, head on her pillow as she stared up at the ceiling,
unable to bear watching what was about to happen.
And he teased her with it, tugging lightly on the small piece of remaining wax
over her clit, knowing how well she could feel every tiny movement. Then he tore
it off finally, pulling forth another sharp cry from her lips, and pushing her
into another climax. "Oh God, Adam, that was..." she trailed of, breathing
heavily, overwhelmed by the raw sensitivity of her body. A sensitivity he was
about to take full advantage of.
But first, he unbound her legs, and left her arms still trapped above her head.
She watched through half lidded eyes as he slid up her body, hands caressing her
skin while his eyes stayed locked on her. He paused briefly to kiss first her
clit, then her nipples, and finally her lips, holding his body above her, his
cock brushing across her pussy lips and sore clit. "Are you a little slut-girl?"
he asked her, teasingly.
"Yes I am Master," she whispered back breathlessly.
"Whose little bitch are you then?"
"I am your bitch master."
"And have you been a good girl, my lusty wench?"
"Yes Master."
"Then I should reward you for being so good. What do you want for your reward?"
She stared at him with hungry eyes before replying, "I want you to ravish me."
And that ever-present smile broadened once more. "Your wish is my command," he
teased her, and moved himself slowly into position before pushing his cock
forcefully into her pussy. She moaned in bliss when she felt him enter her, and
her lips slid up his to tighten around his hips, urging him deeper, rocking with
him in passions rhythm. Their hearts pounded, thrusts quickening in rising
carnal passion, pure heat boiling in their blood.
"Yes," she whispered to him, and his head lowered, his breathe rough with low
groans of ecstasy. Lips and teeth nibbled her ear while he rode her, and his
hand sought out her breast. He began thrusting harder and deeper, grinding his
hip against her clit while he used a finger nail to scrape across her
over-sensitized nipple. A sharp cry sprang out from her lips as she felt her
self climbing over the peak of climax with him, slick pussy walls tightening
around his throbbing cock, drawing him with her into orgasmic ecstasy. His hot
seed exploded into her, filling her with his essence while the cried out, and
pressed against each other desperately.
After a moment of eternal pleasure, their bodies slowly relaxed, and he smiled
down at her. "I love you Babs," he whispered, and she smiled, leaning her head
up to kiss him tenderly.
"And I love you Adama," she whispered back. Not wanting to move an inch from
her, he shifted his weight carefully to undo her bindings. Then they clung to
each other, curled up in the afterglow of their lust. After a long time, forced
himself to rise from the bed, and picked her up to carry her to the bathroom.
She couldn't help but giggle, for he'd made sure to draw a very hot bath
earlier, which was now just nicely warm.
They slipped in together, washing each other playfully before eventually
climbing out and drying off.
"What's for dinner?" she asked him was they walked towards the kitchen naked.
There were some definite advantages to having a master who liked to cook she
mused.
My love life had been hit and miss in the five years since I'd finished college and moved to my job in the Seattle area. I bounced from one relationship to another, most ending in a less than positive way. I had become very good friends with a woman twenty years older than me at work. Our off hours friendship was limited to stopping for a coffee or an occasional beer and me spilling my guts to her about my inability to make a relationship work. I had been open with her about most everything...
We have experienced playing with other couples and even had some MMF threesomes. I love to watch Barb having sex with other men. Barb is a shy person when it comes to sex with multiple partners, and has said more than once that two men is a lot of work for her. She also does not like to such cocks and swallow. I have been kidding her for years about sucking my cock and swallowing my cum. She always says that she will find someone to do that for me, but she will not. I remember once at a...
Arriving at home exhausted, dirty, and sick with worry about what Barb would tell my parents, I managed to take a shower and collapse in my bed, quickly falling asleep.I awoke with a start as my mother called out to me from downstairs. With a knot in my stomach, I made my way to the top of the stairs."I stopped to pick you up, but you weren't at the bus stop. What happened?" she asked, concerned."I started feeling sick at school, so my buddy Ben gave me a lift home. I didn't want to bother you...
MILFNote to reader: This is a true story which happened in the late 1980’s. Some parts were taken from other sources. To the best of my knowledge, they are accurate. Names (other than mine) and a few other minor things have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved. However, the basic story is factual. All people engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years old. •••••••••••••••••••••••• Richard and Barb Coleman and their two daughters, Amanda and Jessie, moved into...
Authors note: Not much sex, just a story. He couldn't face me. He knew what he had just done to me and he knew how much I was hurting. How could he not? My best friend since the third grade, the best man at my wedding, Brandon knew me inside and out. To make him feel easy I said: "Relax bud, we don't shoot the messengers anymore. You sure she didn't see you?" "I don't think she did, but am I sure? No, I can't say I'm sure. I saw her as soon as I walked in the door and I turned to go...
Waking with Barb in my arms, I think to the dinner the night before. I am sure now that Barb’s ex-husband’s girl friend is named Jane Jones. I remember what she had done to my brother just two years before. He asked her to marry him and she said yes. She moved in the following week and set to making his place her home. Two weeks after she moved in, he had to call me to come get him from work for he got too sick to drive and she was not answering the phone. We arrived to find not only was she...
Straight SexThe two had made it a day together. They turned a quick trip out to the mall into a girl's brunch that morphed into something else. They wanted the time away from things back home and the dreariness of domestic life. There was catching up to do; catching up on one another more precisely. One had moved in just down the street from the other and the two old gal pals could not have been more pleasantly surprised or happier.Barb and Mollie walked along through the promenade between the shops. They...
Barb entered her house on Friday afternoon with shopping bags in hand and an ache in her feet. Still dressed for the office she wore dark slacks, tailored broadly for her large dimensions, and a silky tan colored blouse with a bold leopard pattern. Her weight precluded dramatic heels but today even her modest clogs were uncomfortable. “Jimmy.”, she called, her deep tones booming through the house as she walked to the family room and it's large sectional sofa. “Come say hello to you tired old...
Barb the BitchMy wife, Erica, and I are doms. While both of us being doms has provided more than its share of conflicts, we both enjoy life to its fullest.This story is a little different than most stories in that it is intended to be interactive. The story is meant to be read by a female sub. At points, instructions to the reader/sub are given so that the reader/sub will appreciate the story all the more. INSTRUCTIONS ARE IN CAPITALS. If you have comments about the story or technique, you may...
This is a story about my ex wife. I have changed the names in case someone in her family stumbles upon it. You know, plausible deniability. If one of her brothers (or even a sister) read this a couple of the details would let her brothers know who this is about. My ex wife is and was a complicated woman. I met her when I was 21 and she was just 17. She had a killer body. Great tits that could pass the pencil test and a nice firm ass. After a couple of dates we had sex. I was hooked...
Now Barb and I had both been introduced to the pleasures our genitals could bestow on our minds and bodies at an early age. The both of us being with the same sex at one time or another. This continues on today as neither Barb or I ham any qualms with being with the opposite sex.A while back, Barb and I were out making the rounds of the local watering holes when we ran into a couple we were friends with. We got together with them and made a couple of more stops and then decided to finish up...
In Part 1 Barb and I were watching a R rated movie that had full frontal nudity and some simulated intercourse. This was a movie of foreign origin and it did get Barb so worked up that she wanted to experience sex in many ways. This is the second part of the series.I awoke with a very hard cock which needed some attention. Barb was sound asleep next to me lying on her side with her backside facing me. Both Barb and I wear the same kind of pajamas that being our birthday suit...naked. I...
A nearby bar offered amateur erotic dance contests on some Saturday nights that we found to be very entertaining. Women, housewives and girlfriends dance were encouraged to show off their naked bodies for cash prizes. The contests consisted of three dances for a round and 4 rounds with the ladies contests and men's contest alternating striving for 4 or 5 contestants for a final run-off. The audience would "elect" winners by their applause and cheering. One weekend after a couple martinis at...
We were home alone and were in a amorous mood. Barb and I were sitting on the sofa watching a late night R rated movie. The scene in the movie was outdoors and the couple were in an embrace when the female stepped back and proceeded to go into a cottage and began to remove her clothing. She first removed her blouse and then her bra revealing firm g****fruit sized breasts with pink erect nipples. She then removed her jeans revealing slim firm legs. The last thing she removed was her pink...
Chapter 1 Barb had been raised in a church going household. As she entered her teen years, she heard the stories from some of the kids she went to school with about sex. Cock, oral sex, std’s, and of course babies. She didn’t think about it much. She was from a religious family and of course, she would never have sex before marriage. Through her teen years, she noticed the increase in her senses when it came to looking at and being around boys and men. Her sexuality was awakening. She...
Chapter 2Monday was back to normal at Barb's place as she hustled the kids off to school. As usual, Barb flitted about in her silky robe, almost as if to further fuel my masturbatory fantasy. The next three days passed as usual. I would make my way to Barb's bedroom, where her panties seemed to always be magically available for my stroking pleasure. My orgasms were intense and incredible every time!On Wednesday, I entered Barb's room and noticed her nightstand drawer slightly open and curiosity...
MILFI arrive at Barb’s office for our trip to her daughter’s wedding. I walk into her office and see she is wearing a tight fitting dress that shows off all her curves. My cock gets hard with the thought of having her for two nights. “I hope you are ready, Babe,” I say. “Give me a few minutes,"she replies. She bends over to put away some files and I see panty lines. “Let me have them,” I order. “The panties take them off and let me have them. We have an agreement that I am in charge of the...
Straight SexIt is the first Wednesday after my encounter with Barb. I have been thinking about her soft silky skin next to mine since we parted. Wondering why I did not get her phone number before I left, so maybe I could get another lesson. Walking in the door to my place, I hear my phone ringing. I hear a strange voice when I answer."Is this Charles?""Yes it is, may I ask who is calling?'"This is Wendy. I am Barb's daughter. I am wondering if you could come over and talk to us this evening?"I smile,...
MatureJimmy Wilson hopped down from Jerry Smother's large four wheel drive truck, waving as it pulled away, and with his shoulders drooping walked up the driveway toward his mother Barbara's house. He had been living there the last two years since he had graduated from college and mostly she took every chance to remind him that he was a guest. More recently, she had made it clear he should feel free to leave at any time. She always been cold, as mother's go, and generally Jerry was happiest to avoid...
After our first innocuous, though very flirtatious date he invited me for dinner at his inner-city apartment. Before I arrived I had decided to play the vamp and seduce Zac. I had phoned one of my my experienced girlfriends, Meg, earlier in the day for some advice. “I want to fuck him tonight, what should I wear to make it happen,” I asked her. She offered to call around to help choose a suitable outfit. “Show me what sexy lingerie you have. Try that one on for me. You are a very fuckable...
Barb the MagnificentI first met Barb because I was friends with Burt and Coleen. Burt was a mechanic in town while Coleen, Barb and I worked at the local newspaper in a small-town located in a midwestern state. Winters were cold and going out was a bit of a challenge, but most folks managed to get around. Especially Coleen. She was not at all afraid of getting out and enjoying the cold snowy weather. I was just the opposite. I hated winter and, from November to March, was a homebody, staying...
Jerry and Barbara spent the following day seeing the casinos and mailing home postcards. They rode shuttles and ate fast food, bought gawdy sunglasses and played the slot machines they found in many places beyond the usual casinos. They returned to the hotel, and without time to shower first, Jerry had taken Barbara back to bed. The sex before breakfast had been hours ago and he wanted more. His hands had groped her heavy tits, tormenting her nipples with finger and mouth. Barbara's reaction...
After our first innocuous, though very flirtatious date he invited me for dinner at his inner-city apartment. Before I arrived I had decided to play the vamp and seduce Zac. I had phoned one of my my experienced girlfriends, Meg, earlier in the day for some advice. “I want to fuck him tonight, what should I wear to make it happen,” I asked her. She offered to call around to help choose a suitable outfit. “Show me what sexy lingerie you have. Try that one on for me. You are a very fuckable...
Chapter 1.Barb was a single mother and a friend of my stepmother. She had a trailer conveniently close to my school bus stop, so my stepmother or dad would drop me off at Barb's, where I'd hang out for about an hour and a half before walking to the bus stop.Barb was an attractive plus-size woman who favored the "pin-up" style of dress and makeup and would usually be in a robe getting ready to go to work herself and get her two daughters off to school.As a sixteen-year-old who could barely make...
MILFWe went to stay with Barb and her husband at their house in New England over the holiday weekend. I’ve had many chances to pilfer and sniff Barb’s panties over the years, and I was hoping for an opportunity on this trip as well. I though Barb may have suspected something, but she never said anything, but did seem to setup plenty of opportunities for me and her underwear to be alone. Barb has maintained her figure over the years, still slim with a tight ass. The little extra weight she has...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Over a period of time Zac introduced me to a wide range of sexual experiences. Mutual masturbation, fucking me while another woman watched, then lesbian sex with her while he watched. I did enjoy two women watching him fuck me before they both had me while he watched. The first time Zac fucked me with another man watching was memorable. We both insisted he had to be well hung and masturbate for us while he watched us fucking. And we were both very comfortable with the thought of him licking...
Over a period of time Zac introduced me to a wide range of sexual experiences. Mutual masturbation, fucking me while another woman watched, then lesbian sex with her while he watched. I did enjoy two women watching him fuck me before they both had me while he watched. The first time Zac fucked me with another man watching was memorable. We both insisted he had to be well hung and masturbate for us while he watched us fucking. And we were both very comfortable with the thought of him licking...
Now that Barb's sister Lottie had left the hotel room we sat there eating pizza and regaining our sexual strength. Completely nude, Barb sat facing me and asked me: "Stroke your cock for me baby! I want to watch it grow hard again!" I smiled and took my left hand and began to play with my sticky cock. It was still covered with Barb's sister's cum! I smiled and said: "While I do that for you, how about showing me the pretty pink insides of your wonderful pussy?" Barb smiled and used her fingers...
InterracialMy wife Ann and I are in are early fifties, and are a bit on the adventurous side when it comes to sex. We had done things that would surprise many and about five years ago I shared my wife Ann with an old college buddy of mine. Greg had some time off and decided to come to town for a visit. I hadn’t seen him since his divorce a few years back, and the three of us had a great time together. We had been living it up one night while playing several games of pool downstairs in our finished...
MILFWarning: This story uses scripture to explore the perils facing time travelers if the bible (and in particular, Genesis) could be interpreted literally. If you are a rabid bible-thumper, you should probably stop reading here. On the other hand, if you actually possess a sense of humor, please continue. Madam, I'm Adam By Sue Kidder Chapter 1. "Adam, you've got to give up this foolishness. Even if time travel...
HumorAdam and SusanA kinky Twisted tale of Family, Close Relations, Older/Younger. Up Skirt/Pantie Flash, Multiple Partners, Cum play, Cream Pie “You know you've ruined my womb, I never should have let you in there”, Susan giggled. Adam replied, “it's your fault! You pushed back on me! I was fine with just getting your pussy”. They played the blame game feeding each others ego, fanning the flames of their taboo lust. Susan had always been promiscuous. She missed her graduation while birthing Adam....
Having had sex on three consecutive days, Emily and Adam did not have any sexual contact in the next two although there was a little bit of mild flirting when they were in the car together.Emily had telephoned her friend Catherine Phillipson to tell her about the wonderful sex she was getting from her twenty-two-year-old chauffeur and to suggest that Catherine might like to join her and Adam for an afternoon of sexual adventures. Catherine, like Emily, was equally happy having sex with males or...
Threesomes"Come on Adam, it'll be great," Ken cajoled."You can go, I already told you that you don't need me there," Adam responded for the umpteenth time in two days."I'm the new k** in town, I can't just show up uninvited, plus I won't know anyone there. You have to come with me." Ken pleaded in a whiney voice."Fine," Adam said in defeat, his shoulders slumping as he finally gave into the avalanche of nagging his brother had put him through. "What are we going to do for costumes?" he asked, dreading...
The First Adam Then God made Adam, and showed him all creation. But Adam felt all alone in the world, and a shadow befell his countenance. So God spoke to him, and asked him about the very thing that was bothering him. Knowing nothing, Adam could not articulate his frustrations to God. On a hunch, he pointed down at the dangling piece of flesh at his crotch. Adam asked God what the little flaccid thing was meant to do. There was surely some great purpose in the oddly shaped thing,...
1. The week was dragging along and my mom and others could see how sad I was. I will be so happy when Adam gets back here. Most of the seniors I ate lunch with where gone on the trip too. I was really depressed and finding myself daydreaming all the time. My mom came home as I was fixing me a snack and asked how I was feeling. I told her I was fine, just bored. Well son, today I talked to Bobby’s mom and she want’s him to stay here a couple of days. She has to go out of town for family...
"Baby," she gasped, her chest heaving, as she struggled to regain her breath. "I haven't come that hard in years. Maybe I've never had one that good." "I'm only here to serve," Adam grinned and hefted her right breast in the palm of his hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed the nipple. Only then did he realize his lips were actually sore from eating her out so thoroughly. "Oh, I'm done," Jill said, "I'm exhausted, really I am." "I can go again if you'd like," he...
Introduction: Two 13 year old boys find the sexual pleasures in each other – the DIRTY way! It was a long Friday at school, and I was glad to finally be done. It would be good to have a weekend without tests and homework. As I boarded the bus, I thought about what a fun weekend I would have. I was going to stay at my best friend Adams house for the weekend. Adam and I were both in many classes together, and being 13, we loved to annoy our teachers, so it was nice to not have a detention today....
The drive to Austin was even more annoying than Kimberly expected. The aggravation started on the weekend with the news that the announcement had been moved up to Monday morning forcing Kimberly to begin her drive early Monday morning. But she would still miss Tuesday in Houston. Her frustration only increased when she arrived in Austin to find that a ‘legal issue’ had delayed the announcement until late afternoon. Only essential personnel allowed in the building. She decided to go shopping...
NovelsMeeting MistressSixteen-year-old Adam walked hand in hand with his mum across the park. He was wearing his favourite shiny pink leotard under the school blazer, white shoes with kitten heels and white ankle socks.He took small steps to avoid his tiny boy-clit rubbing up another erection inside the soft fabric.“Look at that lady in the black leather, what's she doing to that older lady on her knees, mummy?”“They look like Mistress Anna and her sub, Suzy,” Mum replied, trying to shield her son's...
Office SexAuthor’s NoteI’ve been informed that Anna and Suzy actually work in Winchester, but it doesn’t have any sex shops, so their office has been transported to Andover which has ‘An Amazing Fantasy’ (previously enjoyed by some as ‘Erotica Belle’); where Emma may work on occasion.Meeting MistressAdam walked hand in hand with his mum across the park. He was wearing his favourite shiny pink leotard under the school blazer, white shoes with kitten heels and white ankle socks.He took small steps to avoid...
CHARACTERS: Barb Bushy ... female lead character, twenty-eight Edward Busy ... leading male character, twenty-three, brother of Barb The Crazy Russian (Ivan Ivanovitch Chezniski ... supporting male character, forties, Barb's significant other while in Russia Roger Chesterton ... supporting male character, late thirties, San Francisco banker Ted Jones ... minor male supporting character, forty, salesman, seat mate on plane My mind was in turmoil. My body only a little less so. I was...
It was late spring, early summer. I was newley married, had a new job and life was great! My beautiful young wife and I had been home from our honeymoon for about 3 weeks when I got a call from my boss telling me, "your assistance is needed out of state and you need to fly out asap". I said, "Not a problem". The next available flight was late the next morning, which was okay because I lived about 2 hours away from the airport. Not knowing whether to travel that evening or early the next...
It was late spring, early summer. I was newley married, had a new job and life was great! My beautiful young wife and I had been home from our honeymoon for about 3 weeks when I got a call from my boss telling me, "your assistance is needed out of state and you must fly out asap". I said, "Not a problem". The next available flight was late the next morning, which was okay because I lived about 3 hours away from the airport. Not knowing whether to travel that evening or early the next morning,...
Introduction: Eric loses his virginity and gains two lovers during one evenntful afternoon. First part by hornymother and expanded by me with public permission. We had a barb-a-que at my house one weekend in the summer. It was great. The weather was great and everyone was happy. My mom's friend Alice was drinking pretty heavily and was flirting with all the men. She even sat on my lap and said some little dirty things to me! It was a lot for a 15 year old."Eric, you don't mind if I sit on...
Adam Prologue: Hello Friends: This is a photo of Adam. Adam is the latest young man to audition for my upcoming theatre season. He wants to be a professional actor. Some of you know that I have gotten many young men their starts in professional theatre. Some have gone on to become big stars. For any of you living in the Minneapolis area, the man starring in Peer Gynt at the Guthrie, Mark Rylance started out with me in every sense of the word. Anyway, I am helping Adam look into Drama Schools...
Copyright© 2006 "That was extraordinary," Joan said as she modestly straightened her skirt and plopped down on the couch; forgetting for the moment that her big breasts were still exposed. Jill made another round of martinis, but took a moment to cover her breasts with her blouse before bringing the drink over to Joan. Joan accepted the martini, took a sip and sighed. "Extraordinary, ' she said again. Jill took note of the fact that Joan's nipples were still erect, and felt a momentary...
This story is totally true and takes place in the early 1980's after my stint in the military. After doing a hitch in the military i learned a lot about myself the fact was know evident that i thought i was more of a woman than a guy, While in the military i learned the joy of sucking cock and being fucked in my boi pussy. I came back to small town U.S.A. with all kind of experiences. I did find how ever there were places to go that gave me what i was looking for. I also found a men's magazine...
Nothing can arouse me more than watch my partner ( I'm bi so both girl or boy ) exercising, some hard exercise like exercise bike or running belt because I love to watch him (her) sweating, the best his whole body bathed in sweatI was hiding my fantasies till I was 25 yo and the boy who I confessed about this became my boyfriend for over 2 years. His name was David, was just 19 yo, active in sport with perfect physical shape and his sweaty body gave me hundreds crazy orgasms, he got me also to...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Adam Andrews was not really a complex man. In fact, he was, if anything, a rather simple man not given to either embellishment or attention-seeking drama. He knew his co-workers were whispering behind his back about the fact he was almost thirty and had not yet been married. It should have bothered him but it really didn't because he thought the entire pack of rumor mongers were beyond redemption and too far in the quick-sand of mean spiritedness for him to even make the effort. It didn't...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
We'd only dated about three months before Adam took a job in California. I was still finishing school in Vermont and had one semester left before I could join him. We'd talked about staying together and about breaking up, but the sex had been so good, we decided we could weather a few months a part.One evening, while lying in bad and thinking about an especially hot night between us, I got the idea that it'd be fun to tell him how that thought was making me feel. I'd been feeling a throb...
MasturbationAndrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Over a period of time Zac introduced me to a wide range of sexual experiences. Mutual masturbation, fucking me while another woman watched, then lesbian sex with her while he watched. I did enjoy two women watching him fuck me before they both had me while he watched. The first time Zac fucked me with another man watching was memorable. We both insisted he had to be well hung and masturbate for us while he watched us fucking. And we were both very comfortable with the thought of him licking...
Over a period of time Zac introduced me to a wide range of sexual experiences. Mutual masturbation, fucking me while another woman watched, then lesbian sex with her while he watched. I did enjoy two women watching him fuck me before they both had me while he watched. The first time Zac fucked me with another man watching was memorable. We both insisted he had to be well hung and masturbate for us while he watched us fucking. And we were both very comfortable with the thought of him licking...
"Eric, you don't mind if I sit on your lap do you?" She asked as she placed her hot little ass on my lap. "No, not at all, Mrs. Perry." "Oh Eric, call me Alice." "I don't think that Mom would like that." "And do you think that my husband over there would like to know that your hard cock is pressed against my ass?" "I-I... ahhh..." "It's okay, Eric, I won't tell if you won't. I know you want to fuck me. Jam your hard cock up my cunt. I see the way you look...