Gloryhole at the horse track
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Dairy
A little something I wrote for one of the women I met through my little appeal. The response was overwhelming, thank you. If there are any women out there willing to devote themselves to the rules and wishes of an online master, you may still answer me.
Also some of my encounters will be posted here soon, though some of my now owned slaves I?ll keep for myself.
Jan couldn?t even remember who long she had been on the farm. It seemed to her every day was exactly the same. As the milking machine sucked happily on her nipples Jan rocked back and forth gently enjoying the feeling of her swaying nipples as she pondered on how she got where she was now. A year ago she was just like most other women, living a perfectly normal life, which was, looking back, the downside of it. Because in Jan?s mind a need had formed, a need to submit, a need to give her life, her body mind and soul away as a gift to someone who would cherish it. Some might call it a darker need but to her it was like her idea of heaven. It was then when she crossed the path of her mistress. From the moment she lay her eyes upon her in a crowded coffee shop it felt like her presence alone would drain any power, any will to resist. And Jan had felt the maddening burn not only in her cunt but also in her heart. Her mistress had noticed it immediately and had sent her a smile that made Jan want to drop on her knees right there. Instead the woman leisurely had walked up to her table had taken her now sweaty hand and had put her card there. Her soft, sensual mouth formed the words ?call me tonight? before she had left like a ghost, like an epiphany. It had taken Jan minutes to come out of her stupor and even more time to figure that her cunt had been so wet it had looked like he peed herself. Spending the day had been hell for her and a big lump had formed in her throat when she had finally found the courage to pick up the phone.
Two weeks later Jan had found herself outside a luxurious estate an hour?s drive away from anything that even resembled civilization. In the last days she had listened carefully to what her mistress had told her. That her life as she had known it would end for good, that there would never be a turning back. Jan had taken her time to think about it but in the end had decided to do what was her destiny. She didn?t even know what her mistress had chosen for her. When the door opened and her mistress stood in front of her to welcome her in, Jan had felt tears dwelling in her eyes.
Upon entering Jan had to strip naked as a maid-slave took her clothes and put them in a plastic bag to throw them away later. The maid-slave wore nothing but a French maid?s apron that was soaking wet because of the ring gag that kept her mouth open all the time. Her movements seemed slow and an electric current seemed to flow through her every time she moved to complete her chore of putting Jan?s clothes away. Her mistress noticed Jan?s look and explained it to her.
- Don?t worry about her. She was born to serve. And I took care of her, making sure she will just do that. Also I altered her mind so that there will be nothing more rewarding to her than to serve. With every move she makes that is aimed at serving others she feels a jolt of indescribable pleasure ripping through her. In the outside world they might call it brain wash. I call it her freedom.
She stroked the maid-slaves cheek gently.
- Nothing I enjoy more than a happy slave
Mistress strolled away and Jan followed her taking a last look at the maid-slave who seemed to fight an orgasm as she picked up Jan?s last piece of clothing.
Mistress walked into a spacious living room and sat down on a large couch where a voluptuous woman lay. It took Jan a second to realize that woman had neither arms nor legs. Mistress snuggled up to her human cushion and gently stroked the bald cunt of her pillow. The pillow-slave closed her eyes and moaned softly. What a life, Jan thought to herself, spending it as a breathing cushion. But the look on the slave?s face made her understand just what a fulfilling life it was for her.
As she knelt by her mistress?s side another slave crawled out of the shadow, took of her mistress?s high heels and greedily sucked her toes. Her mistress arched back a little as she took the time to explain everything.
- This is my own little Xanadu. Here I make the rules and the good thing is: everybody just loves to follow them. There are all different kinds of slaves on my estate. You already got to see the maid-slaves whose biggest pleasure in life it is to serve. Also I own furniture-slaves who spend their lives as tables, cushions or anything else I desire. It took a while for my dining table to calm down, she was so excited to be used the spilled my wine every time I tried to eat. But we worked it out occasionally. And now she is a very happy but stable table.
Mistress chuckled a little at the rhyme.
- This beauty here?.
She moves her foot around a little so the slave had to move her head in order to keep mistress?s toes in her mouth.
- ? she is just addicted to my feet. She takes care of them in a most pleasant way, for both of us. She also takes care of my shoes and sleeps very happily among them every night.
Mistress withdrew her foot from her mouth.
- Get me a new pair and then take care of these?.
The slave rushed away and came back almost immediately with a new pair of high heels she put on, while already probing the soles of the ones she just removed with her tongue.
Jan pondered on how she was shown the entire farm and how she finally agreed to live to serve her mistress only. That was a long time ago. Now Jan?s arms and legs were tied in a tight rubber sleeves having her to stand on her now padded knees and elbows all the time. She did recall trying to flex her useless hands and feet while being in that bondage but over time she felt her strength weaken and by now her hands and feet were completely useless and limp. Looking up and down the aisle she saw a line of human cows like her passing the time by gently swaying their heavy udders or suckling at the rubber dildo that provided them with a mix of high protein liquid and hormones to keep them producing more milk. Also it had the side effect of keeping them aroused all day. Unfortunately for them they were held as milk cows so their cuntlips had been pierced with heavy rings of stainless steel and then locked together with a heavy padlock, tugging at their lips. A small rubber hose had been inserted in their urethra and drained their bladder to a small container that was emptied daily and checked for signs of illness. Their asses had been plugged and a small tube protruding from the plug allowed the milk maids to give them a daily enema. That way the barn was always clean. Over time her nipples had grown larger and now extended to almost five inches. Jan took the time occasionally to look down on herself and admire the beauty of her swollen udders and her teats. Further down, unlocked by any piercing, her clit protruded. It was now almost three long and was put in a suction device while she was being milked. That was Jan was cumming almost constantly while being milked, adding something extra to the milk itself that added up to the success of the special dairy. At night the cows were supported by a steel harness so they wouldn?t fall over but during the day the cows were kept almost unrestrained. Sometimes when the weather was good enough they were allowed to leave the barn under supervision. It was always exciting to be out in the sun watching the pony-girls completing their training rounds and the dog-slaves being trained to complete new tricks. But in the end Jan was happier when they were led inside again. She felt that this was where she belonged. And it made her feel even happier that she most probably might stay in the barn for the rest of her life.
On the other side of the barn the breeders were kept and the inarticulate noises of them being impregnated again and again filled the air during the day and some times during the night. Unlike the milk cows, who were kept in place by a chain through their steel collars the breeders were kept as a flock. They were allowed to feel each other up and received an even larger quantity of hormones to ensure the success of the impregnation. They were tested daily on fertility and once identified through the number branded on their ass cheek (like all the live stock in the barn) they were led to a modified padded sawhorse. A doctor came in and tried to impregnate them using his medical instruments in plain view of all the other live stock. Her face showed nothing but true, pure lust and it appeared to Jan that being impregnated in front of the other cows even added up to her excitement. It took hours and once finished the breeder had to be carried back to the flock where she would lie recovering as the other breeders would snuggle up to her or gently lick her body. As she saw one of the breeders being handled by the doctor Jan knew that if she performed well as a cow and her medical records kept being good she might be allowed to join the breeders next year. But she also knew that once the breeders were not able to produce more offspring they would end up a milk cow again, or maybe worse a cum cow.
The cum cows were dangling from the ceiling completely encased in rubber. Their posture was pretty much the same but they were completely shut off any outside stimuli. Their heads were encases in a heavy rubber mask that resembled a gas mask and provided the food and a gas that consisted of an even larger quantity of hormones. They were hanging from the ceiling leaving them almost floating in the air. Their seamless rubber body suit left only holes for their hygiene concerns and a bigger hole to be ?milked?. Being milked meant for the cum cows to be stimulated all the time in order to produce cunt juice that was sold to science labs and the cosmetic industry. No one ever asked how the cum was harvested and nobody ever really wanted to know. So the cum cows spent their time in darkness experiencing nothing but orgasm after orgasm. Other than that the cum cows had no input of sight, sound or touch.
Jan shivered at the thought of being one of the cum cows one day. At first it sounded great to her but having all the time in the world to ponder on their (and her) fate she came to think that she most definitely will lose her mind being a cum cow for approximately ten to fifteen years, before the cows finally ran dry and became useless. Some of those were kept in the barn and were allowed to run freely inside the barn. So occasionally one would stroll around licking the other cows? cunts. The ones that had discovered their appetite for the milk were held chained, so they would diminish the quantity of milk. The ones that performed poorly were sold to brothels. But that rarely happened since their owner was a caring mistress who kept track of every cow and even allowed the cow she acquired first years ago to run freely even though she did suckle on udders occasionally.
As the milk maids came in for the day?s first milking Jan could hear the sound of her owner?s stiletto heels as she made her way through the barn for her daily check. Jan?s heart jumped every time since her owner almost always took the time to administer the first milking of the day for her herself. She stopped in front of Jan who was barely able to lift her head and tried every time to kiss her owner?s feet when she stood in front of her. Her owner lifted Jan?s head and looked at her smiling; stroking her head softly and Jan felt nothing but joy seeing her owner being pleased with her. Slowly she walked behind her and massaged her teats to get the milking machine get a better grip. Then she put the suction cups on her while the milk maid would put the suction device on her ever growing clit. Usually she would stroke Jan?s cunt briefly and leave her with a pat on her ass. But today she came back, lifted her head a little and whispered in her ear that Jan was a good addition to her farm and that she would make her a breeder in the fall. Finally she kissed Jan?s forehead and left strolling leisurely. The spot on her forehead where her owner had kissed her felt like it was on fire and Jan swayed gently with the rhythm of the milking machine. Milk from happy cows?., indeed she was.
Dairy
A little
something I wrote for one of the women I met through my little appeal. The
response was overwhelming, thank you. If there are any women out there willing
to devote themselves to the rules and wishes of an online master, you may still
answer me.
Also some of
my encounters will be posted here soon, though some of my now owned slaves I?ll
keep for myself.
Jan couldn?t even remember who long she had been on
the farm. It seemed to her every day was exactly the same. As the milking
machine sucked happily on her nipples Jan rocked back and forth gently enjoying
the feeling of her swaying nipples as she pondered on how she got where she was
now. A year ago she was just like most other women, living a perfectly normal
life, which was, looking back, the downside of it. Because in Jan?s mind a need
had formed, a need to submit, a need to give her life, her body mind and soul
away as a gift to someone who would cherish it. Some might call it a darker
need but to her it was like her idea of heaven. It was then when she crossed
the path of her mistress. From the moment she lay her eyes upon her in a
crowded coffee shop it felt like her presence alone would drain any power, any
will to resist. And Jan had felt the maddening burn not only in her cunt but also
in her heart. Her mistress had noticed it immediately and had sent her a smile
that made Jan want to drop on her knees right there. Instead the woman
leisurely had walked up to her table had taken her now sweaty hand and had put
her card there. Her soft, sensual mouth formed the words ?call me tonight?
before she had left like a ghost, like an epiphany. It had taken Jan minutes to
come out of her stupor and even more time to figure that her cunt had been so
wet it had looked like he peed herself. Spending the day had been hell for her
and a big lump had formed in her throat when she had finally found the courage
to pick up the phone.
Two weeks later Jan had found herself
outside a luxurious estate an hour?s drive away from anything that even
resembled civilization. In the last days she had listened carefully to what her
mistress had told her. That her life as she had known it
would end for good, that there would never be a turning back. Jan had
taken her time to think about it but in the end had decided to do what was her
destiny. She didn?t even know what her mistress had chosen for her. When the
door opened and her mistress stood in front of her to welcome her in, Jan had
felt tears dwelling in her eyes.
Upon entering Jan had to strip naked as a maid-slave
took her clothes and put them in a plastic bag to throw them away later. The
maid-slave wore nothing but a French maid?s apron that was soaking wet because
of the ring gag that kept her mouth open all the time. Her movements seemed
slow and an electric current seemed to flow through her every time she moved to
complete her chore of putting Jan?s clothes away. Her mistress noticed Jan?s
look and explained it to her.
-
Don?t worry about her. She was born to serve. And I
took care of her, making sure she will just do that. Also I altered her mind so
that there will be nothing more rewarding to her than to serve. With every move
she makes that is aimed at serving others she feels a jolt of indescribable
pleasure ripping through her. In the outside world they might call it brain
wash. I call it her freedom.
She stroked the maid-slaves cheek gently.
-
Nothing I enjoy more than a happy slave
Mistress strolled away and Jan followed her taking a
last look at the maid-slave who seemed to fight an orgasm as she picked up
Jan?s last piece of clothing.
Mistress walked into a spacious living room and sat
down on a large couch where a voluptuous woman lay. It took Jan a second to
realize that woman had neither arms nor legs. Mistress snuggled up to her human
cushion and gently stroked the bald cunt of her pillow. The pillow-slave closed
her eyes and moaned softly. What a life, Jan thought to herself, spending it as
a breathing cushion. But the look on the slave?s face made her understand just
what a fulfilling life it was for her.
As she knelt by her mistress?s side another slave
crawled out of the shadow, took of her mistress?s high heels and greedily
sucked her toes. Her mistress arched back a little as she took the time to
explain everything.
-
This is my own little Xanadu.
Here I make the rules and the good thing is: everybody just loves to follow
them. There are all different kinds of slaves on my estate. You already got to
see the maid-slaves whose biggest pleasure in life it is to serve. Also I own
furniture-slaves who spend their lives as tables, cushions or anything else I
desire. It took a while for my dining table to calm down, she was so excited to
be used the spilled my wine every time I tried to eat. But we worked it out
occasionally. And now she is a very happy but stable table.
Mistress chuckled a little at the rhyme.
-
This beauty here?.
She moves her foot around a little so the slave had to
move her head in order to keep mistress?s toes in her mouth.
-
? she is just addicted to my
feet. She takes care of them in a most pleasant way, for both of us. She also
takes care of my shoes and sleeps very happily among them every night.
Mistress withdrew her foot from her mouth.
-
Get me a new pair and then take care of these?.
The slave rushed away and came back almost immediately
with a new pair of high heels she put on, while already probing the soles of
the ones she just removed with her tongue.
Jan pondered on how she was shown the entire farm and
how she finally agreed to live to serve her mistress only. That was a long time
ago. Now Jan?s arms and legs were tied in a tight rubber sleeves having her to
stand on her now padded knees and elbows all the time. She did recall trying to
flex her useless hands and feet while being in that bondage but over time she felt
her strength weaken and by now her hands and feet were completely useless and
limp. Looking up and down the aisle she saw a line of human cows like her
passing the time by gently swaying their heavy udders or suckling at the rubber
dildo that provided them with a mix of high protein liquid and hormones to keep
them producing more milk. Also it had the side effect of keeping them aroused
all day. Unfortunately for them they were held as milk cows so their cuntlips had been pierced with heavy rings of stainless
steel and then locked together with a heavy padlock, tugging at their lips. A
small rubber hose had been inserted in their urethra and drained their bladder
to a small container that was emptied daily and checked for signs of illness.
Their asses had been plugged and a small tube protruding from the plug allowed
the milk maids to give them a daily enema. That way the barn was always clean. Over
time her nipples had grown larger and now extended to almost five inches. Jan
took the time occasionally to look down on herself and admire the beauty of her
swollen udders and her teats. Further down, unlocked by any piercing, her clit
protruded. It was now almost three long and was put in a suction device while
she was being milked. That was Jan was cumming almost
constantly while being milked, adding something extra to the milk itself that
added up to the success of the special dairy. At night the cows were supported
by a steel harness so they wouldn?t fall over but during the day the cows were
kept almost unrestrained. Sometimes when the weather was good enough they were
allowed to leave the barn under supervision. It was always exciting to be out
in the sun watching the pony-girls completing their training rounds and the
dog-slaves being trained to complete new tricks. But in the end Jan was happier
when they were led inside again. She felt that this was where she belonged. And
it made her feel even happier that she most probably might stay in the barn for
the rest of her life.
On the other side of the barn the breeders were kept and
the inarticulate noises of them being impregnated again and again filled the
air during the day and some times during the night. Unlike the milk cows, who
were kept in place by a chain through their steel collars the breeders were
kept as a flock. They were allowed to feel each other up and received an even
larger quantity of hormones to ensure the success of the impregnation. They
were tested daily on fertility and once identified through the number branded
on their ass cheek (like all the live stock in the barn) they were led to a
modified padded sawhorse. A doctor came in and tried to impregnate them using
his medical instruments in plain view of all the other live stock. Her face
showed nothing but true, pure lust and it appeared to Jan that being
impregnated in front of the other cows even added up to her excitement. It took
hours and once finished the breeder had to be carried back to the flock where
she would lie recovering as the other breeders would snuggle up to her or gently
lick her body. As she saw one of the breeders being handled by the doctor Jan
knew that if she performed well as a cow and her medical records kept being
good she might be allowed to join the breeders next year. But she also knew
that once the breeders were not able to produce more offspring they would end
up a milk cow again, or maybe worse a cum cow.
The cum cows were
dangling from the ceiling completely encased in rubber. Their posture was
pretty much the same but they were completely shut off any outside stimuli.
Their heads were encases in a heavy rubber mask that resembled a gas mask and
provided the food and a gas that consisted of an even larger quantity of
hormones. They were hanging from the ceiling leaving them almost floating in
the air. Their seamless rubber body suit left only holes for their hygiene
concerns and a bigger hole to be ?milked?. Being milked meant for the cum cows to be stimulated all the time in order to
produce cunt juice that was sold to science labs and the cosmetic industry. No
one ever asked how the cum was harvested and nobody
ever really wanted to know. So the cum cows spent their time in darkness
experiencing nothing but orgasm after orgasm. Other than that the cum cows had no input of sight, sound or touch.
Jan shivered at the thought of being one of the cum cows one day. At first it sounded great to her but
having all the time in the world to ponder on their (and her) fate she came to
think that she most definitely will lose her mind being a cum cow for
approximately ten to fifteen years, before the cows finally ran dry and became
useless. Some of those were kept in the barn and were allowed to run freely
inside the barn. So occasionally one would stroll around licking the other
cows? cunts. The ones that had discovered their appetite for the milk were held
chained, so they would diminish the quantity of milk. The ones that performed
poorly were sold to brothels. But that rarely happened since their owner was a
caring mistress who kept track of every cow and even allowed the cow she
acquired first years ago to run freely even though she did suckle on udders
occasionally.
As the milk maids came in for the day?s first milking
Jan could hear the sound of her owner?s stiletto heels as she made her way
through the barn for her daily check. Jan?s heart jumped every time since her
owner almost always took the time to administer the first milking of the day
for her herself. She stopped in front of Jan who was barely able to lift her
head and tried every time to kiss her owner?s feet when she stood in front of
her. Her owner lifted Jan?s head and looked at her smiling; stroking her head
softly and Jan felt nothing but joy seeing her owner being pleased with her.
Slowly she walked behind her and massaged her teats to get the milking machine
get a better grip. Then she put the suction cups on her while the milk maid
would put the suction device on her ever growing clit. Usually she would stroke
Jan?s cunt briefly and leave her with a pat on her ass. But today she came
back, lifted her head a little and whispered in her ear that Jan was a good
addition to her farm and that she would make her a breeder in the fall. Finally
she kissed Jan?s forehead and left strolling leisurely. The spot on her
forehead where her owner had kissed her felt like it was on fire and Jan swayed
gently with the rhythm of the milking machine. Milk from happy cows?., indeed
she was.
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my wife and i have had an open marriage for a while now and this happened about 6 years into it. after crossing all the fantasies off the list, she had come to the conclusion that she liked being shared with other guys....i was a huge fan of it too. she went through a ton of guys before she finally found one to be a regular. for the first couple of years, they were pretty consistent with their routine. he would come over, they would make out and fool around in the living room before heading to...
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“Robert! We need to talk!” I recognized Riley’s number in my cell phone. Riley was an acquaintance, the sister of my wife’s best friend. Riley was in her late thirties and divorced, with two teenage girls - one a bit on the wild side and the other living with Riley. Riley and I were Facebook friends and practically neighbors as well. She lived in the same neighborhood, but a few streets over from me. I had always had a secret crush on Riley, but managed to keep things in check by avoiding her,...
Group SexOccasionally I like to go out alone to a nice pub I know away from my local area, typical English in all manner of ways serving traditional ails (all brewed on-site), good food served on plates, none of your overrated restaurant type and in winter, a roaring fire to great you. The staff are very friendly and when the place is full of visitors, my pint is always pulled. The best time is usually lunch when there are few people about as it’s a country pub, so I get to talk to the staff and pass...
“Ah, fuck, yes ... fuck, yeah!” Annette Swain screamed as I fucked her good and hard from behind in the men’s room, “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” Erin, of course, gladly rimmed the pastor’s wife as she pleased, taking delight in her stunned enjoyment of the analingus. I pushed deeper, in and out of Mrs. Swain, my future mother-in-law, fully exploiting the way that the Sunday School service had broken up a little early for the adult class. While the other classes were still presumably in session,...
When the alarm sounded at six, Alison required several seconds to recall exactly where she was. But as memory flooded back and she became aware of the bright tropical sun shining in her window she was intensely eager to get on with things. For a second as she recalled the events of the previous evening, everything seemed like a wild dream. Then the remembered the feel of Ken's hard body pressing against her and the excitement of him sliding into her brought back the wonderful reality. Still...
This is a true story that occurred during my last business trip. I was spending an evening in a city a few hours away. I travel there often and have made connections with a few lovers. First of all let me tell that I am a middle aged business man that turns into a cross-dressing slut when i am in the city. Since I was only in town one evening I wanted to make the most of my short visit. I made a date with a regular and utilized Craigslist to search for a BBC. I made contact with a sexy black...
We had had sex earlier that day and she had decided to take a shower while i made dinner. After she got out, she came to the kitchen and sat with me. She wanted to know more about my fetish. The Dos and Don'ts, and all that other crap. She asked me if i needed to be there while people fucked her. I asked her the same question, do you feel i need to be there? Well, the only reason i fucked K on your bed was because i knew you'd hear and find us fucking, she said. I get so horny when i...
I continued to worry about what Marge had in mind. I was sure she was serious and, in reality, I was sort of turned on by the thought of being used and abused again. However I was worried about my experience being shared with my husband. I thought Reg would not understand. As the week progressed I was a little more relaxed. But on Thursday night the phone rang. I answered it and it was Marge. “Hello Peggy my dear” she said “be at the shop on Sunday for your next lesson”. She then hung up...
You stand there, excited as hell as you watch two girls making out in front of you. You can see their hands groping each other’s breasts and hear their moans of pleasure. You want to join in on the action, but at the same time you want to watch, fascinated as these girls continue with their foreplay. One of them glances your way and smirks at you. She does not say a word to you, but instead walks over to you. The other girl follows her lead. You get even more turned on. You can not believe that...
IncestIt was morning and they were in that bed, naked, with the bed spread wrinkled badly. Her head was on his chest and hands still in the hands even though they were asleep. And just then she woke up and kissed her hubby’s forehead, kept on looking at him like she was starting her day by seeing his god before seeing anything after waking up, then she put on his T-shirt and made her way down to the kitchen. There was a strange happiness and content on her face and her eyes were sparkling with the...
It was my first day at work and I spent the morning getting familiar with my duties. Mostly I was in charge of ordering parts and doing invoices. It was just after twelve and everybody else had gone to lunch leaving me alone. I heard a truck pull up and when I glanced out the window I could see it was the UPS delivery van. When the front doors of the shop opened I looked up expecting to see a guy but to my surprise it was a woman with a big stack of boxes in her arms. Being the gentleman that I...
When I married Pauline my wife she always appeared to be a shy demur young girl, if you could call her a girl at twenty-two. She had a few boyfriends before me so she wasn’t a virgin, but then nether was I. It turns out we had both had a few sexual encounters, but nothing very deep or lasting. Pauline’s dress sense was always conservative, but she would buy some of the loudest colours that would make her standout in a crowd. When I asked why she bought dresses in such bright colours, her reply...
Jagat Niwas Co Society. Ye kahani hai is society mein rehne walle kuch logo ki. Ye society mein total 3 wings aur 5 floors hai. Yaha sab log bohut pyar se rehte hai. Kuch jyada hi pyar hai inke beech mein. Toh chaliye apko sunata hu Jagat Niwas ki kahaniya. Achi lage toh support zarur karne. Ajj 31st December hai. Society mein ek choti si party ho rahi hai. Sabhi log ache ache kapde pehne hai. Kuch groups bane hai, jaise, bacho ka group jo dance kar raha hai. Ladies ka group jo ki gossip kar...
One of the things that Kitty and I loved to do was to go out dancing. Now I admit that at times I am not up on a lot of the music that she likes, and Kitty often thinks that some of my musical tastes are dated, but we manage to find enough common ground to enjoy ourselves. And after all, what's not to enjoy, holding a beautiful woman that you love in your arms, as you share the closeness of a slow dance? One late summer evening, Kitty and I were at a club on the Norfolk Seawall in the...
"Help Wanted: Assistant, greeter for one person sales operation. Applicant should be Microsoft office proficient have good multitasking ability a must. Have a pleasant outgoing personality.Call 714-555-2405 for interview bring resume with previous employment and salary history."Finally I am able to get an assistant. I have been building my sales marketing company for the last year all by myself and it took a great toll on my personal and social life. A little back history, I was working for a...
Hello friends ye mere family ki kahani hai. Jise padhkar aap sab log muth maarne ke liye betaab ho jaayenge. Mera naam Neel hai. Mere ghar me meri sister jo ki meri twin hai, aur mummy daddy hai. Meri aur sister ki umar 18 years hai ek mahine me hum dono 19 ke ho jaayenge. Meri sister ka naam Sonal hai. Mere Papa (Rajesh) ka khud ka apna business hai aur mummy (Sarita) housewife hai. Papa ki age 37 years hai aur mummy 35 ki. Dono ki shadi kaafi young age me hi ho gayi thi. Humaare ghare me...
It's hard to think about how much time has passed. I remember, I was about 6 years old in Oxfordshire and a divorced family moved next to me. Their oldest daughter Emma and I bonded instantly and we were practically inseparable despite going to different schools. A few years later we were still really close, we would always be exchanging books and playing hockey. Naturally, being around 10 I got really into Harry Potter, thinking the character was just like me. I remember I was trying to...
Hi I am Mohith let me narrate story that happened before my marriage, the time when I was just settling in my job and in due course was also searching for my soul mate (my dream girl with whom I can get marry and leave my life) so I registered myself through some matrimony site where I came into contact with lot of girls near my area as well cities outside which were easy to travel. I was in contact with 3-4 girls with whom I used to talk on phones and mails & chat.Asmita was my favourite among...
IncestMy First Session with Her By humbleslave Let me start out by describing who I was. I am 24 years old, 5'6" about 150 pounds, fair skin and short hair. I'd been cross-dressing for about seven years, and had quite a collection. I was living with a roommate, Jane, who had no idea about my hobby. In fact, I'm pretty sure she'd have been freaked out if she found out, so I'd kept it secret. I consider myself to be straight, but my roommate and I were just friends. For a few years now,...
My names is Isabelle, i am a French Canadian. I am a white blond girl of 24 years old. I Discovered I was lesbian at age 18 and I stopped meeting and dating man. I was girly and always took care of myself. In bed, my lover told me, I was more a giver and I never really pay attention to it because for me sex was sex. I met my girlfriend Carmen at age 23 she was 31. Carmen was a black woman taller than me, I was 5'2 and she was 5'9. She had a a small ass and medium bubble butt. She had those...
InterracialAshley stepped out of the shower, naked and dripping wet. She grabbed a towel to dry herself while focusing on a most intriguing question: what would she wear? Ashley was preparing to join her stepbrother, Brad, and his best friend Jarrad. She expected that whatever she chose to wear, she wouldn't be wearing it long. Ashley had spent the afternoon with the two of them at the family's backyard pool. She had been wearing a very daring, sort of bikini type, two-piece bathing suit, one her father...
Straight SexMy favorite teacher, Mr. Andres, had sent me a text this morning.It read: “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”A joke between us since I had taken his English literature class during junior year.He was still on my mind while I sat in the back of a car. He had this image of me, one I had perfected. I was the studious, intelligent girl with ideologies and passions. His protégé, a college-bound aspiring writer, who’d go downtown with him and his friends to protest, picket or listen to poetry...
TeenMy poor husband has been the victim of my post partum depression. Namely my exhaustion and what that has done to my sex drive. I want to change all that. I wish he were here in the early afternoon, when I get flashes of desire for that gorgeous smooth cock of his that I usually am too tired for by the time we go to bed. I want him to be here now as a matter of fact, when I’m sitting on the couch in a pair of unzipped jeans and a silky white tank top, noticing how my bare nipples poke...
This is my idea.This is Emma, she is the wife of a friend. I have persuaded her to help me host an event.I have her dressed up in a costume that disguises her indentity (face mask, basque, stockings, heels, red lips and nails). She is to serve as a waitress at a private dinner night for the 'Blacked.com' male actors, 15 of them. I explain to her that as part of her duties, she must behave provocatively through out the evening. The whole event will be captured on film by multiple cameras.Unknown...
The next few days slid by with relative ease. Marie's promised layabouts were two strapping young men just as eager for something to do as she had said they would be. With them in tow he headed down to the docks to retrieve their baggage. The docks were still fairly empty so finding the Pinya was easy. Separating their gear from the rest of the loot piled on the pier took some time but was finally accomplished. As they were loading up the handcart they brought with them Dent saw the figure...
Hi every one in indian sex stories site mera naam siddu hai. Mera height 5.5 weight 59 aur 5.5 lund hai… Now lets come to story. Raani aur mai best friends hai. Ham dono ke baare hamare ghar bhi pata hai. Ham ek dusre ke ghr ko jaate aaate hai.. Let as begin the story… Us din ham dono evening raani ka naya scotty lekar gaav ko aa rahe the.Usi waqk baarish aane laga maine kaha ki raani baarish rukne ke baad ghar ko chalege… Lekin wo nai maana aur kaha ki baariah to tej nai.. Maine request kiya...
I hardly drink alcohol, but when I do, it’s cocktails. Not a good combination really, the hard stuff and not having a practised head for it, but – what the hell. That meant that for my birthday the place to go was a no-brainer: Bootleggers – a cocktail bar in Lynnwood with a cult-following because it had an original way of running things. We were quite a big crowd and easily took up a quarter of the place, so we felt quite free to give ourselves over to being raucous, especially as some of the...
Love Stories© Copyright 2003 The fish had not been very cooperative that day, but then, catching fish isn't really the point of fishing for me. I was heading back through the woods to my house, when Caesar and Czar took off like bats out of hell. From the way they fled silently between the trees, I knew there was someone on my property who shouldn't have been. When I go far from the house in these woods, I carry a Super Blackhawk in a belt holster. A.44 Magnum is a bit heavy for use on humans,...
From down on my side of the table came a question. "Do you have a sweetheart? You don't have a wedding ring on." I peered at the girl who asked. She appeared to be about Ginger's age. I laughed as I said, "Another difficult question. Am I fully committed? No not at this time, but I have a person in mind I hope to be committed to someday. She did some things for me that eased my mind while I was in England. When I first met her she needed help and at the time so did I. We helped each...
I went to Harry's home and knocked at the front door, I heard Harry moving inside and began to get excited. Harry, better known as Horse dick Harry, is Charlies Uncle. Charlie is one of the high school bullies that from time to time would find me alone and force me into sex acts. I found my self attracted to Harry once Charlie had taken me to Harry's house and the two of them ****d me repeatedly. Harry is nearly six feet tall or more, not buffed or cut but in very good shape. Harry's cock is...
My wife Kim told me that she wanted to find some awesome Ecstasy to make her B-day over the top. Well I loved the idea of rollin' out at the dance club, so I called a few friends and located ten "SUPER E's" After all I love to watch her get naughty and rolling makes her ultra naughty.Once we were on the dance floor she attracted every straight black guy in the place, when she starts poppin that juicy ass brothas are all over her. I could tell she was rollin better than ever by the way she was...
Well ISS is a place were you share your sex stories if they are real. So I’ll tell my real life story. It was with my chemistry teacher. She was of 35-40 years of age .She has a fair complexion and boobs are not so big but her ass is the bomb. Not that many people feel that she is a sexy fuckable woman. So this is what that happened , and yeah its a true story, so her name was priyanka and she is a good teacher . One unfortunate day came for her and her dad passed away. She was very sad . she...
I did not write this, but it is one of my absolute favorite stories. Superb lesbian seduction! ‘Cabled’ by Shawn O. Even though she was expecting someone, Kimberly still jumped when the doorbell rang. It had been like this lately. A thick, palpable tension crackled around her, transporting her far from the present, leaving her exposed, vulnerable. Literally exposed, she discovered, for she had been standing naked before the full length mirror in the hallway of her apartment when the doorbell...
Two teen friends, Samantha Reigns and Hazel Moore, want to go on a fun road trip together. Unfortunately, Samantha’s stepmom, Natasha Nice, is too afraid for their safety and doesn’t give Samantha permission to go, which means BOTH of the friends are stuck. After Natasha leaves, the teens are bummed. However, it doesn’t take long for them to hatch a mischievous plan to win Natasha over… and they soon eagerly make their way to Natasha’s room. Once inside, they get...
xmoviesforyouWe woke up in each other's arms. I do love times like this, but deep down I knew things will change quickly once she wakes up. We were facing each other, my hand resting on her ass, I was softly kissing her tits and sucking her nipples when she started stirring. She stretched her body, arching her back, pulling my face to her tit harder. She slapped my ass as she rolled me on my back. She pressed her pussy against my cunt, leaning down to softly kiss me. I didn't want it to end, but I guess...
I thought it would fade past the novelty but in fact it did not, it was great every night. Carmen Orosan (23/12/2008 20:31:11): you are at your office Carmen Orosan (23/12/2008 20:31:43): I come, got a coat on, nothing under it Ed (23/12/2008 20:31:51): FEWWW Carmen Orosan (23/12/2008 20:31:55): except for panties and a bra Ed (23/12/2008 20:32:10): wher is the screaming wold smiley? Ed (23/12/2008 20:32:16): wolf Carmen Orosan (23/12/2008 20:33:09): so I take off your belt Ed...
Straight SexThe College Years: Alexa's Point of View School started off without a hitch. I enrolled in all of my classes, and before I knew it, I was making straight A's. I made the deans list; what should I say, I liked cooking and Johnson and Whales was the school to do it in! I was still in love with Daddy, but he seemed to start getting distant with our relationship. He would come home from work, and I would have dinner cooked and ready for him, and we would cuddle on the couch until I fell...
Though I was ten minutes early, she came out to meet me and gave me a kiss that took my breath away. I tried to give as good as I was getting. She eased back in my arms and said, "Good morning." "Yes, it is. It's a very good morning." I paused. "Now!" Arm in arm, we went into the kitchen. Paul was just finishing breakfast and getting ready to leave. He kissed Linda and Lisa and shook my hand. "Have a good day!" He left. Linda asked, "Lisa, do you need any help?" She shook her...
Introduction: Abby is a young girl just entering into college life. She has been trained in lesbian delights by her mom's best friend "Aunt Ronnie" and is a self-professed bisexual. Her sexual development is pushed to new limits with the introduction of her new room-mates, Yummi and Maria. They are completely different and appealing in their own unique ways. Her dalliance with Todd leads to his visit to the dorm and the happy foursome find new ways to celebrate their sexual freedom. Abby is...