Evelyn
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Submitting evelyn (MF, D/s)
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Synopsis: A young Asian business woman gives in to her primal instincts on a flight from San
Francisco to New York.
Part One
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She dressed as he ordered. No bra, sheer black thongs, the shortest skirt allowed on a
commercial airline flight, light blouse, top two buttons opened to direct the wandering eyes of
any man towards her unsupported 34B breasts.
They had been communicating via email on and off for over a year. she met him through a
friend, and had enjoyed his writings on a bdsm fiction website. His writings had shown erotic
passion and a deep understanding of women's feelings. In fantasy, he had enflamed her hidden
passions, a desire to serve and be enslaved to a powerful man, her Master.
Twenty five years old, she had only been married for a year, but her husband, though kind and
gentle, did not understand her need to be punished, bound, restricted, even humiliated. When
they had sex, she imagined she was being raped by pirates, or other similar adventures. She
came hard and often. Her husband was sure it was his lovemaking skills, but it was not. She
told him of her fantasies, and he laughed them off. She was loved, but not sexually fulfilled.
And then she read the stories of bondage, of blackmail and humiliation, of collared and pierced
slavery, of total submission, and her juices ran wildly. She emailed, and submitted more and
more to her Master, the man who knew her heart and soul better than her own husband. Deny
herself as she tried, it was he who knew her deepest needs, who taught her to accept her true
nature.
Night after night, it was her Master in her mind who was the pirate or slave-trainer that made her
orgasm when her husband was fucking her. In confessing this to her Master, she knew her own
liberation. Her deepest desire was to submit to Him, to know what it felt like to be under his
absolute control. There was no denial anymore. It became her secret routine, to read the emails
from Him just before her husband got home, and she would beg to be fucked on those nights just
recalling her Master?s words.
Eventually, she took pictures of her intimate parts and sent it to her Master, because she knew it
would please him to see the cunt that he owned, and more importantly, sharing a closeup
photograph of her bare ass and slut pussy to the man she never met gave her a secret thrill down
her spine, a thrill that she re-lived frequently at her workplace. She recalled clearly that the first
picture she sent him was of herself in a submissive position, on all fours on the bed, presenting
her naked back and thong-covered ass to him.
[photo 1 removed]
Just two days ago, she had emailed him, ?In keeping with your order, i dildo fucked myself about
2 this afternoon, laying on my back, naked, collared, leashed, on my bed, legs spread, and
dreaming of you, my mysterious Master.?
She traveled quite a bit for her job as a in the San Francisco Bay
area, so when she told her husband she had to fly to New York, to the garment district, he
understood. In fact, she was on her way to meet her Master in person for the first time.
Part Two
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The airline was quite booked when she made her reservation, so she found herself in seat 56B.
She hated to be in the middle of three seats, but there was no choice.
With her head of silky black hair that reached up to her ass, she had her share of attention from
the men on the flight when she boarded the plane and made her way down the aisle. The moment
she saw who was sitting next to her, however, her heart skipped a beat. She had been given
orders by her Master. She had never considered who she might be sitting next to on the flight.
56A was a young, athletic-looking, black man of college age, reading a sports magazine. 56C
was a white guy, perhaps a few years older than her. He was reading a book.
"Excuse me, Sir," she said politely, and both men looked up. She made eye contact for only a
moment. She had been taught by her Master not to look directly into the eyes of any man.
"Sure," smiled the white guy, as he got up from his seat.
"Thank you, Sir," she said as she slid into her seat.
Both might have been disappointed that the seat would be occupied, leaving them less space, but
the gleam in their eyes, seeing this Asian girl, with a short skirt that revealed a pair of legs that
never seemed to end, sandals with 3 inch heels strapped to her ankles, large hoop fuck-me
earrings, and partially unbuttoned blouse, conveyed that they both believed this was their lucky
day. When she sat down, the skirt inched up her thighs, revealing more than she wished. She
tried to pull it down, but then just took the blanket and placed it on her lap.
She said nothing, but within a moment, the black man spoke, asking her the purpose of her
flight. She responded that it was a business trip. He engaged her in more conversation, asking
about her job. She answered politely, including the word "Sir" in most of her sentences. When
he realized she was showing no interest in him, he gave up on the conversation, deciding to wait
until later and not seem too eager.
The other man had not said anything, and seemed to be resting before take-off. She pulled out
the airline magazine, and aimlessly flipped through the pages. Her eye caught one page, with a
cute male model standing next to a blond, advertising jeans. Her pussy was already active and
juicing, sitting next to these two cute guys, and knowing that at the end of her flight her Master
awaited. She stared at the photo ad, and her almond eyes blinked rapidly twice, as she focused
on the male model?s crotch.
Her heart beating fast, she remembered her email exchange with her Master that his slut would
hold his cum in her mouth all night if they ever met up for the first time.
These fantasies fueled her obsessions, but they remained exactly that - fantasies. Until now. She
told her Master of a recent vacation trip she took with her husband, to try to rekindle the spark in
their marriage, to spice up their sex life. But she had failed once again. Unable to escape from
the fantasies of Domination and submission in her mind, even during the trip with her husband,
she could not control her urge and found herself making a purchase which she kept secret from
her husband. Afterwards, she had confessed to Him, ?Master, i am not sure it is possible to be a
vanilla wife to my husband and a bondage slut with you. i do have to confess though that on the
trip with my husband last week, i bought myself a dog collar and leash, imagining exactly how
you would have done it. and just as soon as my husband left this morning, i stripped and collared
and leashed myself, which is how i sit now. And your cunt is dripping like a river.?
She was now on this flight, wearing the clothes He chose for her, bra-less, her collar and leash in
her bag.
Sighing silently, she turned the page. She wondered what the two men beside her would think if
they knew that she had sent a picture of her shaved cunt to the man she was going to meet for the
first time at the airport they were bound to. For that matter, how would they react, if she turned
the page, and they saw that very photo of her in that magazine on her lap?
[photo 2 removed ? face hidden, taken in shower area, one leg on floor, other leg lifted on wall,
widespread thighs with hand pulling cunt lips apart]
Part Three
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The pre-flight routine was done, and it was time to buckle up. She found the female portion of
the left belt without a problem, but the right side was not under her ass, and she realized the cute
white guy was sitting on the male portion. And his eyes were closed and he had not moved for
some time. She could see the attendant making her way up the aisle, knowing that she had to
retrieve the missing part of her belt. She tugged lightly, and finally, quite embarrassed, pulled
sharply. The white guy immediately opened his eyes, feeling some movement under his ass.
?i?m _so_ sorry, Sir,? she cooed. ?But you were sitting on the other part of my seat belt.?
He looked at her, then at the portion of the belt she had retrieved, and finally directly into her
eyes, and smiled slightly. ?Sure,? he responded, just as before.
She could not hold his stare, which seemed to bore right through into her very thoughts. she
buckled her belt over the blanket, sighed slightly, knowing he was still staring at her, and tried to
refocus on the entertainment section of the inflight magazine.
When she felt his gaze depart, she looked up to the television screen, primarily so she could
check using her peripheral vision if he had indeed stopped staring at her. He had.
The flight took off, drinks were served a few moments later, all three getting a coke. The movie
began soon thereafter, and both guys pulled out their headsets to watch. She considered doing so
also, but knew that she would need some rest, so she actually tried to sleep, knowing that within
two hours she had a task to perform for her Master.
Before she drifted to sleep, she recalled that just the week before, on His instructions, at the
C******* shopping mall she had clipped on her leash, and let it hang into her blouse, and in
fact, below her waist, into her skirt. The memory of her email report to Him afterwards made her
blush, for she wrote that ?she was a chained and leashed animal, being led by her natural desires
to cum and masturbate, to be fucked and beg to be fucked, to kiss, to be used and used again, to
kneel with legs wide, to rock back on her back, spreading her pussy lips for her Master to
see.? She begged her Master to fuck his slutgirl.
And so she slept, not deeply, her pussy already beginning to tingle in anticipation. Being the slut
she was, her head were filled with images of her being made to spread her legs wide and display
her shaved cunt to the men seated on both sides of her, just like in the photo she sent to Master.
[photo 3 removed ? ass and cunt shot from back, face looking back, eyes hidden, tongue licking
finger]
Part Four
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The dream was black and white. It was not a movie, not a consecutive series of events. Just
feelings. Just emotion. Just satisfaction. Just sexual satisfaction. Perhaps from her act of
submission and permitted orgasm this morning.
She had to wait for her husband to go to the market to obey her Master fully. She took her
clothes off, totally, and folded them neatly and put them beside the computer which she used to
email her cum-reports to Him. Then taking her dildo, she knelt, placing her forehead on the
floor, as she would greet her Master in person.
In her mind, she waited until he would probably have released her from this position, and
straightening her back, with knees widely spread, she took the dildo in her left hand, and used
her right hand to play with her shaved pussy - His shaved pussy.
She imagined her Master, holding a picture of his shaved cunt, taking her out to dinner, dressed
as she was at the shopping mall. She knew that he would show the photo to anyone, if she in any way
displeased him, but she had only the desire to obey. Her cunt was juicing as she knelt there
dreaming. She was the center of attention, but she loved this, and she felt the juice running down
her thighs.
She began to pant, feeling the building orgasm, knowing that the dildo was to be used only at the
last moment, to symbolize his cock. And then she screamed, "Master, please use this one's
mouth so that she may cum." She pushed the dildo into her mouth, deeply carressing it, his cock,
her right hand moving even faster, and then she exploded, unable to contain the volcanic orgasm,
the dildo deep in her throat stifling her scream.
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She awoke with a start, as though someone had touched her. Had caressed her pussy. But when
she looked around her, nothing seemed out of the normal. The black man on the left had given
up on the movie and seemed to be asleep. The white guy on her right had awakened and was
reading a magazine. The shades were still pulled on the windows. The flight had about one and
the half hours more to go.
She reached under her blanket to feel herself. Through the thin material of her sheer black
thongs, she felt her wetness. She leaned back in her seat and smiled. mmmmmmm.
The guy to her right moved, adjusting his position. she opened her eyes and met his. He knew!
How could he? But she could see it in his eyes as he looked directly into her soul, without
smiling. He knew! she smiled slightly and redirected her gaze to the seat in front.
Impossible! He was just looking. No way he could know. Could he?
She quickly pulled her fingers from her cunt, wiping them on the blanket as she placed both
hands on top of the blanket, folding them as though in prayer. She shut her eyes again, trying to
relax. She thought of her Master, waiting for her miles ahead. She thought of his assignment.
she had another half hour before she had to obey his command. She smiled. She loved to obey
her Master.
Suddenly the guy next to her got up, heading towards the toilet. The movie was winding down.
The shades were slowly being raised, letting in the light. It was a though spotlights were coming
on all around her.
Several minutes later, he returned. Instead of sitting, he just looked at her. "Would you like to
get out?"
He knew! He knew she had a job to do. NO! He was just being polite. Wasn't he?
"Yes, Sir," she said, lifting the blanket, sliding out of her seat into the aisle. He barely gave her
room to pass. she felt his presence, his nearness, his manliness.
She had a task to perform.
Part Five
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She went to the toilet, and after peeing, did as her Master had ordered. she removed her now
very wet thongs, evidence of her arousal at the hands of an unseen Master. She sucked on the
soaked crotch panel with her mouth, tasting her own juices, like He wanted. ?Look at you, what
a cunt slut,? she could imagine Master telling her with disdain, ?creaming your thongs at thirty-
thousand feet on a commercial flight full of people.?
She felt the same high she felt last week while performing her task for Him. She had dressed as
per his instructions to visit the shopping mall near her workplace. Except for the collar and
leash in her purse, the no-bra look, and the highest heels she owned on her feet, she looked every
bit the young, yuppie Asian businesswoman. she walked around the mall, enjoying the stares she
got, swaying her ass more than usual. Who would have thought she was a married woman. she
looked the whore, her lips slightly parted, the same smile that was probably on her face now that
she was obeying Master?s wishes, submitting to his whim and fancies.
?Oh, no,? she thought. she had forgotten to take her purse, in which to put her panties. ?Now,
what?? she didn?t want to return to her seat for her purse, act like a silly school girl having her
period, ask the man to reach for her purse, then return to the toilet. Her thongs were just a little
too large to hide in her small hands. She finally decided there was no choice, so scrunching the
black thongs in her hand as tight as possible, she exited the toilet and headed back to her seat.
As she neared the seat, he look at her coming down the aisle. Not at her face, but at her hand.
He knew! He smiled! And he hesitated getting up to let her past. Finally as though sighing, but
actually breathing deeply, as if hoping to smell the juices that came from her panties, he rose,
saying not a word.
?Thank you, Sir.?
She passed him, once again with very little space, their chests touching, her hair brushing his
chin, and she quickly sat down, pulling the blanket over herself, releasing the hold on the panties
so that they fell onto her lap.
?Are you ok?? he asked, looking at her.
?Yes, why??
?You just looked a little uncomfortable, or nervous. Just checking.?
?i?m ok, thank you, Sir,? she replied, and shutting her eyes again, tried to relax, tried to regain
her composure. But she could not rest for long. she had a job to do, for according to her orders,
she was now to masturbate, to play with herself, to bring herself off, to juice like a bitch in heat.
As if she wasn?t already a bitch in heat. But now she had to lower herself, give in to her primal
instincts, and behave like what a bitch in heat really needs.
And this she proceeded to do.
Part Six
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With her eyes closed, she obeyed her Master. she masturbated and fantasized, imagining. He
was fucking her with deep thrusts, filling her needy pussy. ?This animal bitch is submitting to
you Master,? she said softly to herself. her fingers were soon covered with her juices, and still
she continued, slowing when she neared orgasm, knowing she had been ordered not to cum. she
was lost in another world, a world of pure ecstasy, of total release.
And then she felt the right side of the blanket lifted from her legs, and another hand joined her
beneath the blanket! His hand! The guy next to her. He knew. He really knew! And his
fingers slowly replaced hers in her pussy.
her eyes shot open and she looked to the right. He was pretending to read a magazine, but there
was a slight smile on his face.
?What are you doing, Sir!? she exclaimed, as quietly as possible.
He turned his head to the side and looked directly into her wide eyes. ?Shhhhhhh,? he said. ?Put
both your hands on top of the blanket and lock your fingers together.?
she couldn?t believe what was happening and what she was hearing. ?But??
?Now,? he ordered forcefully. ?And lean back and shut your eyes. And enjoy it.?
And she knew she had no choice, so she obeyed, as though the orders had come from her Master.
His fingers caressed her lips, and eventually ventured deeper into her depths. His nail scratched
her clit, and her eyes shot open and her body jerked. she looked at him again, and the smile was
wider, knowing he was nearly driving her crazy with desire.
She needed to cum. she wanted so badly to come. Like a bitch in heat needs to be fucked.
?Please,? she begged.
?Please, what?? he teased her.
?Please, Sir, please,?
?What do you want? Do you want me to stop??
?No,? she admitted. ?Yes,? she changed her mind. she had been ordered not to cum. If he
continued, she would have no choice but to experience an involuntary orgasm at his fingers.
?Yes, please stop.?
?Make up your mind. Yes or no.? But he continued stroking her cunt, tugging on her lips, as if
little weights had been attached.
?Yes, please stop.?
?Why,? he asked, ?Why should I??
?Please, Sir. i am not allowed to cum.?
?I can?t hear you. Say it louder.?
?Please, Sir. i am not allowed to cum.? Surely she could be heard by those in the seats in front.
she was totally humiliated and horrified at what was happening at 30,000 feet.
And just like that, he removed his hand, and brought it out from under the blanket. He held it
before her, and she wondered if he was going to order her to lick his fingers clean. But he didn?t.
He got up from his seat and went to the toilet.
She sighed deeply, so near to orgasm, yet now returning from the mountain top. Who was this
guy? How did he know? What was going to happen next?
Part Seven
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He never returned. He simply never returned. The announcement declared that the passengers
should prepare for their arrival in New York. she considered asking the stewardess about him,
but said nothing.
When he left to apparently wash his hand, he had said nothing. she had not followed his
progress to the toilets, instead focusing on her own needs. she had pulled her panties from
beneath the blanket and tucked them in her handbag. she had taken a handiwipe from her bag to
clean her own hands. she had considered following him to the toilet, but changed her mind.
More than once she thought it had been a dream. Where was he?
The plane touched down at JFK and she followed the other economy passengers towards the
baggage area. she could feel the cool air conditioning breezes on her pantiless and shaved cunt.
she shivered with excitement.
Her Master had told her he would be there to meet her. He knew her picture from her yahoo
profile, but she had never seen his. she scanned the baggage area, looking for a man with a
collar and leash. He had told her to expect this, that he would be waiting.
She was one of the last to retrieve her small bag off the carousel. She bent her knees slightly to
reach for her bag. she knew that to do otherwise would clearly expose her naked ass. she tossed
the strap over her shoulder and turned. Later she would claim that she felt his presence before
she saw him. It was the man in seat 24C! Staring at her, with his enigmatic smile, leaning
against a pillar. With a collar and leash in his left hand.
Her legs quivered, but she managed to walk slowly towards him, nearer and nearer. she stopped
about 1 meter from him, with her eyes lowered, and said, ?It was you, Sir.?
?Closer,? he ordered, and she obeyed.
He reached out with his right hand, snaking under her dress, and inserting two fingers in her
dripping cunt, pulled her against him. She gasped.
?Don?t speak unless spoken to,? he said, and pulled his hand from under her dress. ?This time
you lick it clean,? and she obeyed, taking his fingers into her mouth, as the carousel, and time
stopped.
He pulled his fingers from her mouth, took the collar and encircled her neck, locking it with a
small padlock. His eyes looked lovingly at the two engraved words ? her first name and last
name - on the small polished brass nameplate centered on the collar, and he said, ?my slutgirl :
evelyn ****?, before he gazed upon her fair face again.
With that, he lifted her chin with his fingers, and looked into her eyes. ?I had two seats on the
flight - one in first class, and the one next to you. I had to be sure you looked like your profile,
and that you would indeed obey. You have pleased me, my pet bitch.?
There were tears in her eyes ? of joy or humiliation, she wasn?t sure herself. He clipped the
leash onto the ring at the front of the collar, and led her from the terminal, as many pair of
curious eyes looked on at the grown woman, submitting herself to be treated like a pet.
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EPILOGUE
?Come with me pet, you have a full schedule this week already, living your new life as a canine
bitch from now on. There?s all these people in New York who wanted to see you after I posted
the story and your pictures to BDSMLibrary and to slaveregister.com.?
Slaveregister number:
537-120-***
Profile created on:
22 Jun 2006
Last visit:
** days ago
Location:
San Francisco
Country:
USA
Gender:
female
Yahoo ID:
****
Age:
28
Hair colour:
black
Eye colour:
brown
Height: 5ft 2"; Weight: 7st 6lb; BMI: 18.9; Collar size: 11?"; Wrist size: 4?"; Ankle size: 5?"
Shortest skirt: Micro mini.
Highest heels: 5 inches.
Frequency of masturbation on average: 6 times a week.
Quote: i am married, but convinced that my submissive nature can only be controlled under the collar of
a Master.
The Slave Register certificate for 537-120-*** records that the registrant has been a submissive
in service since 1st May 2006.
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" On your knees" His tone was demanding, his voice was not raised. The dark look in his eye told me this was not our usual play...Slowly I sank to my knees in front of him, my bare ass resting on the soles of my feet. "open" he commandedI slowly began to open my mouth, he quickly and roughly shoved his cock inside, slamming into the back of my throat. His hands tangled themselves in my hair, pressing my head to his torso.I sputtered and gagged, but he only thrust harder and deeper. My eyes...
SO THE SLUT WHO HAD ME BROUGHT HOME A BLACK GUY TO LIVE WITH US LIKE THE BITCH COULDN'T FIND ANOTHER WHITE GUY THIS GUY IS HUGE PROBABLY HAS A GIANT COCK SHE LIKES THEM BIG BECAUSE HER TWAT HAS BEEN FUCKED WIDE OPEN! I AM MELLANIE I AM SIXTEEN YEARS OLD AND DON'T WANT ANOTHER STEP WHATEVER BUT HERE HE IS BIG AS LIFE SO I AM ACTING OUT OF COURSE I AM SHE SCREWED ME AGAIN WITH THIS SHIT SO I AM BEING A BITCH TO HIM TALKING BACK AND YELLING HE SEEMS TO BE GETTING MAD AND SHE ISN'T HOME BUT I JUST...
When I was 16, I was pretty inexperienced. I'd lost my virginity at 13 but it had been so painful that I didn't try anything again until I was 15 and then it was only a one night stand. It was a week after my 16th birthday that I met Patrick. He was 20 years old and at college. He had taken me out a few times and we had sex in the back of his car, twice. He said that he would like to do it in comfort and invited me back to his Frat house. I had really enjoyed sex with Patrick, he was...
Hey everyone I’m Sam back again with another out of the world experience for you all.Loads of thanks to Indian sex stories and its readers.Love to all the huge number of admirers who contacted me.This story is about one of them.This story is about a girl who contacted me after reading one of my stories.We talked for few weeks and she couldn’t wait to meet me.I flew to her city and we had amazing sex.This particular piece is about her submission towards me.And this will be narrated in her own...
Mistress Trina had ask me to pick her up from her home, I was to open the car door for her as usual with my caged cock and balls on show for her inspection and my thick leather collar locked in place round my neck . She had kept my cock caged for a good ten weeks now and my balls were fit to burst. I picked her up promptly at six she squeezed my full balls as I opened the car door for her and said she had a special treat for her slave this evening. Thank you I replied wondering what it could be...
Hello friends. This is Subuhi from Delhi. I am 22 years old now. I am pretty attractive and have a nice body. Thanks for the overwhelming response to my first story “My Defloration By My 45 Year Old Uncle”. I am just amazed and feel loved by your responses. For those who didn’t read my first story I will give a brief background so you know the context of my situation in this incident. I described how I got my cherry popped by my uncle at an early age and then. For the next two years I had sex...
I couldn't believe I was actually going through with this. My appointment with Mistress Kebra was today. I made the appointment a few weeks back when my wife was out of town. For some time I'd been going to her website but never had the guts to contact her. That is until my wife was away, had a bottle of wine, and was horny as hell. I emailed Mistress Kebra my deepest fantasy along with a photo of myself. She responded the next day requesting a deposit of two hundred dollars. I put the...
As I walk into my apartment, getting home from a long day of work, what do I see but you going through my panty drawer. I stand there just watching you for a few minutes, not making a sound. Suddenly you turn around holding a pair of my bright red panties, with you lips covered in matching lipstick. I slowly walk over to you and rip the panties from your limp grasp. “What the hell do you think you are doing in my room, going through my personal things?" "I I I you stammer" trying to think...
Submit by Caitlyn Masked Jenny and I were best friends. Most people couldn't understand how a guy and a girl could get along as well as we did without falling in love... or at least falling into bed. But Jenny and I both subscribed to the same belief. We both wanted to have a perfect, long term, romantic relationship and we believed that the best relationships were with people who were different from each other. And while Jenny and I weren't necessarily twins, we both loved many...
I questioned John about being more attentive to me and he just laughed and reminded me that I was his slut/slave and I had no right to demand anything from him. I thought about it and decided maybe my submissive role wasn't working with John. John liked me dressed in hardly anything when we were at his house. I was to wear a half bra to hold my large breast up and perky. I was to never wear panties and usually he liked a sheer little apron on me. At times he liked to collar me and...
I did not know how long I have been waiting. Five minutes, five hours? It does not matter. I know I would stay until I was told otherwise, and so did he.My knees ache. The wooden floor biting into my flesh as the muscles in my thighs protest their lack of movement. None of it matters.I just need that click. The one morsel of sound that signals his arrival, that makes my breath catch in my throat and my stomach flutter with need.My eyes are closed making every sound elevated. The cars outside...
BDSMSubmit to My Wife and Real Men Ch. 01byServicingU©My wife and I had talked about my cuckold fantasies for years. It started about a year after we were married. While we were in bed one night fooling around, we were talking about fantasies, and we came around to the subject of her bachelorette party. She admitted that she was really attracted to the stripper that she had dance for her. As she was talking about him, I was fingering her, and I finally asked her, "If you had had an opportunity to...
Does the thought of recording and sharing your sex experience and sex fantasies, in your own unique voice, turns you on? Are you someone who loves recording and sharing your sex experiences and fantasies in your own voice rather than writing them up? Or even better, are you someone who loves to give your story a voice version along with the written version? If yes, you can now submit your audio sex stories to IndianSexStories.net! It’s easy, fun and exciting! All you have to do is to record...
Yuko my wife is a sweet and very shy woman, and as you might have guessed she is Asian; with compact body as it is mostly the case with Asian women; she has small bones and firm body with a velvety skin; she stands 5’4” tall with black hair that cascades half way to her small back. Her breasts are really something to behold as although they are not huge since she is only a 34/36B; she is blessed with unusual set of nipples that are massive in size ... both in diameter and in heights; her...
"Miss Mishra, can you come into my office right away, and bring the Premier files with you." This was the call that Kavita had been waiting for. She pressed the intercom on her desk. "I'll be right in, sir," she told the man. Kavita picked up the papers and headed to the office. She stopped briefly to knock on the door and then when she heard her boss tell her to enter, she pushed her way in. The man looked up the young account executive. "I only have about fifteen minutes," he told...
She’d considered herself straight but since she’d been seeing the Lunatic Fringe less and less for months prior to the breakup since her work was keeping her in Florida. Since then she’d started questioning her sexuality more and more. In the privacy of her hotel room, she’d slowly begun to use a tiny pink vibrator with greater and greater frequency to the thought of her favorite former US Champion. The thoughts of Ambrose were appearing less and less prevalent as the masturbation sessions...
He knew what he wanted, and he found it. His prize, his gift, his everything, all knelt and displayed for him to touch and make his own.She knew what he wanted, and it was hers to deliver. She knew the rules. Knees spread, hands on the floor behind her back. She knew her body was never going to be the same again, her choice to give herself to him completely made her forget everything else.She was sat in the perfect submissive pose, her hair flowing down her back out her face, the low light...
BDSMI walked into the packed bar and my mind was overwhelmed by the noise and stimulation. My sharp, supernatural senses started to filter all that was thrown at me... music, vocal chatter, sweat, alcohol... all mixing together into an annoying distraction. My hunger was the only thing that mattered. I could feel the pulsing of the young bodies moving and mixing together rhythmically. I made my way to the bar to get myself a drink, and then found a spot in the darkness to observe my prey. From a...
FantasyWard Polk mounted his wife, stuck his pecker into her steaming pussy, and began thrusting in and out until he shot his load and rolled off of her. "Jeez, Lou, you're the best," he told her while still panting, "was it good for you too?!?" Louanne reached over and patted her husband on the arm and replied, "Sure, honey, it was really nice for me too!" In a matter of minutes, Ward slipped off into a deep sleep, leaving his young wife frustrated and hurt! Ward Polk was a professor of philosophy at...
Erotic"How many nights will you be staying with us, Mrs. Gentry," asked the young man behind the registration desk? "My husband and I will be staying at least two nights, maybe more," she replied, while her husband Carl stood quietly at her side! "Would you like me to call you a bellhop," the man behind the desk questioned? "That won't be necessary," Laura Gentry replied, while picking up two electronic room keys, "my husband can handle our bags, thanks anyway!" The two of them rode up the elevator...
Group SexSummer was ending and two weeks before the close, I was approached by Uncle Sheldon. “How would you like to intern with the company?” “Cool” I replied. “Doing what?” “Oh some book-keeping” “… you know learning the ropes … and keeping a watch out for things.” Sheldon was the Managing Director for a large retail supermarket, he was also Yvonne’s brother in law, in a double whammy he was married to my other aunt’s sister so he was connected on both sides. A very astute man he said little but...
The F.B.I. arrests of Elliot Stainsby, Conrad Blyer, and Aaron Mahon were not front-page news. It made the news alright, but set back behind two other stories that took precedence. A destructive tornado in Texas and Oklahoma was the lead, and a navy jet crashing near the heavily populated Sheepshead Bay district attracted a lot more attention. There had been no mention of Stanton Mellows in the story. He had not been charged. Tony had been called by reporters at the restaurant several times...
Due to her husband's complete incomprehension that he would ever die, Jacqui suddenly found herself to be a rather rich widow. The excitement in Jacqueline's eyes when she discovered that the whole of the Shaw business empire was legally hers, was unbridled. We spent weeks with lawyers and other finacial advisors, poring over the details and discovered that much of the empire was built on solid business foundations. Shaw had undead executives still active in them but we would be able to...
Two weeks had passed since the field trip. The following Friday, Claire had told her parents about Scott. Naturally they were unsure at first, worried about his ‘intentions’ – oh if only they knew! He was eventually invited over to dinner, the next Wednesday. The meal passed quickly, with Scott chatting about sport to Claire’s father, whilst her mum swooned over the younger lad. Afterwards he was taken home, before the couple could have any real fun. Claire was in a frenzy. Her pussy was in a...
ExhibitionismMy name is Irma, and I'm a fit blonde women going near 60, and I happens to be a lesbian. In my long life I have been with a couple guys before, but that's it. Anyway, one night, I took my yet fitted red dress, with transparent sleeves, dekoltee and cutouts for visiting a new club, looking for some cute younger ladies, that maybe I'd take home. I saw a lot of worthy candidates. I wasn't a slut or anything like that, but I definitely played the field. I looked around the entire club a few times,...
Mom had a gorgeous hourglass figure with a size 16 dress size with sexy curvy hips and large tits which as you will read on I later found out to be double E cups.* * * * * * *I always remembered my dad once talking about motorbikes with the family in the front room of the house, debating how the great Barry Sheen was a rare breed after he'd come off his bike again braking his legs, and how they were death traps."bloody dangerous if you ask me," dad said, "if you come of one of them you've got...
Hi,This is ravi, Iam 36 and my wife Vasu is 29. She is very good look and a gorgeous lady. Any male will have a second looks when lhe passes by. I used to enjoy my wife being looked by other males. We have fairly good sex and we have intercourse almost every alternate day. We used to enjoy blue films also during our sex act. We have two children studying. This happened couple of years back. Suddenly i developed an interest to see my wife being fucked by another male and my wife also...
Lee’s cock was still twitching when he pulled it out of the doll’s wet pussy. He posed her so that she was on her back with her legs bent and spread wide, his cum dripping from her life-like cunt. Wow! That was pure pleasure! I have got to have the real Clara, thought Lee, while he caressed her body. His obsession with the real Clara was beyond a glorified latex masturbatory toy. He tried to think of an excuse to go back to the store. There has to be a way to make Clara be my master, Lee...
We have a saying in the area where I grew up and still live, if you don’t like the weather, hang on a minute. The people giving the weather on the news are viewed as something of a joke, through no fault of their own really. The fact is that if a wind whips down out of the North Pole or up from the gulf, there is just nothing to stop it or even slow it down. In my lifetime, all spent right here, I’ve seen it snow on Christmas and I’ve seen it eighty degrees. I’ve seen it a sweltering hundred...
Ron was a forty-five-year-old former Army Ranger. He loved shooting sports and spent at least one night a week at a local indoor gun range. The range was owned and managed by Darlene, a forty-year-old woman with a massive rack and an apple-bottom ass.Ron stood a little over six feet and was in great physical shape and had dark hair with a touch of grey and dark eyes. Darlene was short, no more than five-foot-three, with red hair and green flashing eyes. Darlene worked in the evenings and always...
Office SexI drove slowly up to the stop sign looking up and down the road for traffic. The bus passed in front of me from left to right, it was empty and the driver probably wanted to be at home or somewhere else other than the country road he was driving down. He was probably just as glad to be rid of the crowd of brats her had to drive around every day after school. The red tail lights disappeared over a rise in the road, just a swirl of rain and mist behind him.It had been raining all afternoon and I...
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Charming brunette Anastasia Brokelyn comes to the living room where her boyfriend is relaxing and asks if he can help to make some new photos of her. The boyfriend agrees and Anastasia puts her charm to work. She lets him to take some sultry pics of her cute tits and then starts twerking her juicy ass. He tries to keep it together, but he just cannot resist when she grabs onto his dick with both hands and sucks sensuously. Anastasia Brokelyn knows the way how to go crazy on the couch and soon...
xmoviesforyouKate sighed, staring into the reflection. Barely clothed she let her hair fall to the sides of her neck, her makeup remained content upon her skin although her lipstick was smudged near her cheek. Before she could lift her hand he was already behind her, wrapping his arms round her bare waist. ‘I read in between the lines,’ he sighed, nuzzling his nose into the cave of her neck, his fingers twiddling beneath her bra straps. ‘You do that a lot lately,’ she sighed. Her life with him had...
Billy and Janie, Leslie's 16-year-old twin siblings, got up late Saturday morning. Leslie and I had let them sleep in. Friday had been a tough day for them. They had run away from an abusive father at home and flown to LA. We had picked them up at LAX and took them to our home. Their sister and I had shown them around our large home and explained how all of our nice things had been paid for. We earned a very good living by marketing Leslie's many sexual talents. They were shocked at first...
This is a true storyMy wife is a hot little number, like I've described her before she is five foot four and weighs one hundred pounds. Her natural hair color is mousey brown but she bleaches it blonde. She has beautiful blue eyes and her skin tans a wonderful brown. When we first married neither one of us knew much about sex. Oh we knew how to fuck but that's about all. I had a lot of mixed up feelings about showing off her body. I loved her small thirty four b cup tits and perfect legs , I...
I was sitting staring at the screen, absent-mindedly chewing the end of a strand of my red hair when the Features Editor wandered over.“Jackie, have you heard of K-Pop?”I grinned at him. “Well yeah, but I don’t think that’s exactly my scene. I think I hit puberty about, oooh, fifteen years ago.”He smirked. “Very funny. This might be your scene though.”He slid a press release onto my desk. One side of an A4 page, titled ‘The dark side of K-Pop.’“They are playing at the Blue Angel tonight. I’d...
InterracialRani, 2-3 baar dekha tha apni building ke aas paas. Building ke us apartment ki baki sabhi ladkiyon ki tarah, woh bhi ek paas ke chote se town se Mumbai padhne aayi thi. Rani ki baat kuch aur hi thi, gora rang roop, achchi height aur personality, ghunghrale baal, badi aankhain, sexy honth, lean figure. Uski nazron se pata chal gaya tha ki woh attracted hai aur interested bhi hai baat aage badhane main. Woh kabhi kabhi hi bolti, jab sham ko uski room mate ke sath hoti jise main pehchanta tha....
Cheri and I had only gotten together a few times in the few years that we had known each other. Usually, it was being at different places in our lives at different times and different parts of the country that conspired to keep us apart. The inconsistent nature of our relationship made Cheri's text message on that day even more remarkable. She wrote:"Would you like to do something very special with me?"Curious, I naturally replied positively. She had my complete attention. The response,...
I'd been married to Connie for nearly 10 years when this story began. I was 44 and she was 32. We had a beautiful daughter who was 4 year old. Connie's as gorgeous and sexy today as the first time I saw her in the perfume department of a large chemist in the City Centre 12 years ago. She has fantastic thick shoulder length strawberry blonde hair and looks a bit like the actress Nicola Stephenson; especially her cheeky smile and freckles. If we won the lottery she'd like bigger boobs but...