An Acquired Taste free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

????? The best thing about Janie is that you can see her every emotion in her face.? She has about as much chance of hiding her feelings, let alone prevaricating, as a toddler.? This makes it easy to punish her with precision.

????? As delightfully frustrated and sorrowful as Janie can appear, her enslavement to me was voluntary.? We didn?t do everything conventionally; I didn?t make her sign a contract, for instance.? She thinks the evolution of our relationship was her idea, but once I thought she was ready to be my slave, I implemented the necessary changes so efficiently and with such authority that she became apprehensive.? Therefore, when I made her kneel and say her vows of submission, her face reflected a perfect blend of eagerness and trepidation.? Most often, now, she looks fearful and plaintive, but still, whenever I tell her I love her, she shows me nothing but pure joy.

????? I was familliar with all the traditional training methods--the Gorean, the Edwardian, the basics of pain/pleasure training--and I won?t say these were not instrumental as I formed my own approach to educating Janie.? But the truth was, even though she was my first slave, I didn?t feel like a novice.? I?d been prepared for this step for years.? The only reason I hadn?t owned a slave yet was that I hadn?t found the right woman--a woman who wanted and needed to submit, but who was seriously reluctant enough, for whatever reasons, to struggle against the impulse.? Someone willing enough to call me ?Master,? but whose mind (and pride, perhaps) would still rebel such that intensive training would be truly necessary.? In short, I wanted a challenge.? How enjoyable would it be, after all, to go through the motions of daily ownership with a girl who was already slavishly submissive enough to not even blink at the most heinous orders?? No, my interest was in breaking down a strong woman, forcing her to traverse her own perceived limitations one at a time.? And I was ready.

????? So, once Janie had made her bed, I gradually introduced a number of innovations.? Most importantly, I never wanted her to forget, even for a moment, that her new lifestyle had been her choice.? Whenever possible I wanted her to obey me of her own volition, and would make her take an active role in her own debasement.? This is the concept that influenced the type of restraints I used on her.? Mainly, since I owned a girl with the most lovely, speaking face, I didn?t see why I couldn?t expect to have a silent slave.? But I didn?t want to simply buckle a gag into place.? Instead, I had a glass-blower create a beautiful ball, a bit smaller than a golf ball, made of crystal-clear glass on the outside with a swirl of shining color inside, similar to a marble.? Janie had to keep it in her mouth at all times, unless she had express permission to remove it, which I let her do usually only at meals or when she was sucking my cock.? If she really needed to speak, she had to ask permission with the ball in her mouth, and as it was too big for her to slip it into her cheek, the garbled, slobbering sounds she made when making her request never failed to bring a charming blush to her cheeks.? Before long, she had also developed an adorable habit of sucking the ball dry as best she could when I asked her to give it to me, in order to spare me, I assume, from her drool.? She would suck all her saliva to the back of her mouth, then purse out her lips and pop the ball out from between them so that it would emerge as dry as possible.? I never got tired of that, or of watching her rub her tongue experimentally along the roof of her mouth after she?d gotten rid of the ball for the first time in many hours.

????? In the same vein, I kept Janie cuffed and collared, and often naked, but I didn?t usually leash her and chain her, except when it simply pleased me to see her that way.? Thus, she wasn?t normally actually restrained, but her shiny silver collar and stylish leather wrist and ankle cuffs were a constant reminder that she was as good as hog-tied at the execution of my merest whim.? We?d had her tongue? pierced together a few months before she became my slave, but after she pledged her submission I fitted her with a larger piece of jewelry that I could clip a special leash to.? I made sure Janie knew exactly what it was for, and that I?d lead her by her tongue if I ever deemed it necessary--or if I ever just felt like it.? Plus, this device made it even more difficult for her to talk.

????? I became particularly adept at devising ingenious punishments perfectly suited to whatever transgression Janie committed.? (To her credit, she rarely failed me, but that she would do so now and then was inevitable.? I was a very exacting master.? Anything less would not have satisfied her, after all, whether she knew that or not.)? One of my most creative moments occurred soon after Janie?s enslavement.? I told her she?d gain more freedoms as she grew more inured to her new life, but for now, she was mostly confined to the house and to the strict schedule I kept her on.? The most wonderful thing about it was that she obeyed me implicitly, even when I was away at work during the day.? I knew this because she was never able to lie to me if I quizzed her about her day.? On this particular occasion, Janie made a mistake in the evening, while she was sucking me off as I sat at my computer.

????? I made her crawl naked under my desk and worship my cock while I sent e-mails and visited several websites.? Now, in general, Janie was a skilled and enthusiastic cock-sucker, and I had little to complain about.? She genuinely loved lavishing attention on my crotch, and would often initiate a session by rubbing her face agianst my groin in mute appeal.? This night, as usual, she began by reverently cradling my balls in her hands and breathing gently on them as she dropped little kisses on my stomach and thighs.? Next she sucked on them, one at a time, stroking her tiny hands over my body--all the parts she could reach, at least--as she did it.? Then came long minutes of exquisite teasing--she would slide her tongue all up and down and around my shaft before finally taking just the head in her mouth.? She tongued my piss-hole and swirled her talented, studded tongue all around the head, then began to suck as she paid special attention to the sensitive spot on the underside where my foreskin attached.? I always had to anticipate the moment Janie took me all the way into her mouth, because the first time she?d done it I?d nearly embarrassed myself.? I did it successfully that night; she gave a little moan, as if she could wait no longer, and my cock was plunged deep, all the way into her throat.? Janie had a remarkably insensitive gag reflex.? She?d told me once, before I?d enslaved her and forbidden her to speak, that she could combat the reflex as long as she took regular, deep breaths through her nose.

????? But I was beyond noticing her breathing as she slid her mouth up and down several times, sucking hard, getting me moist so she could slip her thumb and two fingers around the base of my shaft and really begin the blow job.? For the next 20 minutes she bobbed and sucked, licking continuously, her fingers squeezing in perfect rhythm to the movement of her head, while her free hand fondled my balls, stroked my perineum, and roamed over my thighs and belly and chest.? The first time we?d done this together Janie had automatically swallowed my cum, and whether or not she did it to impress me at the time she seemed to assume I would be less than pleased with anything else, and continued to do it unprotestingly.? But I must have eaten something particularly salty, or something, on this night, because as I began shooting into the back of her mouth Janie gagged and choked, and the rest of the flow dribbled out of her mouth and onto my balls and, offensively enough, onto my chair!

????? As I, recovering, stared down at the mess in growing anger, Janie?s eyes opened wide with horror.? She popped her mouth off of my cock and hastily started to lick up what she?d spilled, but she seemed to be grimacing, and I actually saw her throat convulse as she started to gag again.? My eyes narrowed as I thought about it and realized that while, yes, Janie had always willingly swallowed for me, she had never made a show of savoring this experience.? When I shot onto her face or her tits she didn?t open her lips so I could scoop some of my deposit into her mouth, and she usually positioned my cock head at the very back of her mouth when she sensed I was about to cum--presumably, I saw now, so she wouldn?t have to taste much.

????? I stood up so abruptly that Janie was knocked backwards in surprise.? As I stalked to the bathroom to rinse the mess off of my balls, she crawled out to the middle of the floor and knelt miserably on the carpet, on her hands and knees, her forehead to the ground and her ass in the air.? When I finally came back into the room I saw she was trembling; she knew she?d fucked up big time.? I was silent, and I ignored her for a while, letting her anxiety mount, and was glad to see that at least she didn?t dare to move before she knew what I wanted her to do.

????? The thing was, I really was seeing red.? Here was my devoted, loving slave, who was supposed to be desperately adoring of my cock at all times, and she disdained my cum.? She should consider my giving her my cum a great gift, and instead, she had the temerity to show me her disgust at it.? I can admit now that I was a little hurt by the incident as well as angry, but at the time I let rage take over, knowing it would serve me well when I decided on a punishment for her.

????? When I finally approached my disgraced slave girl, and saw her tense in the knowledge that I was stanidng over her, all I said was, ?Get ready for bed,? in a deceptively quiet voice.? If she was wondering why I didn?t give her gag ball back, she gave no sign of it, and instead crawled meekly to the bathroom to bathe and shave as I always required her to do.? That night Janie was refused the privilege of sharing my bed, and slept instead on the floor at its foot.? In the past, this in itself had proved to be sufficient punishment, as nothing hurt Janie so much as sleeping alone.? But she had more in store for her this time.? After I sent her to "bed," I spent 30 minutes covering her gag ball with Rodrepel, a safe but extremely foul-tasting solution originally designed to prevent rodents and birds from chewing on cables or other equipment.? I gave it three coats, letting each one dry before applying the next one, and reflected grimly that my cum would probably taste like the manna of heaven by the time Janie had been sucking on this thing all day tomorrow.

????? She looked truly pitiful when I came back to the bedroom, curled up on the floor with tear tracks drying on her face.? I refused to let the proof that she'd cried herself to sleep soften my resolve.? The sneaky little bitch had been pretending this whole time that she'd been happy to swallow my cum, while all along she'd been simply getting it over with.

????? Janie woke up when my alarm went off and hesitantly crawled under the sheets to give me my customary morning blow job (which often turned into an energetic fuck, depending on my mood).? But I pushed her away roughly and headed for the shower.? She followed me, meekly waiting to be told whether this part of our routine was to be different, too.? "You may wash me," I ordered, "but don't you dare try to get me hard.? I've had about enough of your manipulative, lying tactics."

????? From the corner of my eye I watched her cringe as she realized for the first time that I wasn't just mad about the mess she'd made.? She kept her head down as she gracefully knelt in the shower and began her chore of washing me from the feet up.? When she got to my groin she hesitated just slightly and I could tell she was thinking about how to touch me so that I wouldn't get aroused.? She set about lathering me up without including any of the special little caresses she usually sneaked in, and since she was doing so well I snapped, "Look at me," just to make it harder for her.? The water ran over my shoulders into her face, so she had to blink furiously to keep her eyes on mine, but as she rose up slightly to soap my stomach and chest, I could see the fear in them.? Good.? I knew the day she stopped being afraid of me was the day she'd stop respecting me as her master.

????? Still using only her hands, Janie gently cleansed my face, and what was usually the most intimate moment of our day took on a strained quality as her trembling fingers seemed to be pleading with me for mercy.? I knew she wanted to give free rein to an emotional impulse to embrace me, or rain kisses over me, as she always did when she was profoundly sorry.? But she was smart enough to refrain, and went off to make my breakfast with a pathetic slump to her shoulders.

????? I no longer gave Janie instructions per the breakfast menu, challenging her instead to intuit what I might like, and again, keeping her just a little bit more on her toes.? Sometimes I even deliberately let the cupboard get somewhat bare, to see what she might come up with.? She performed well on this occasion, producing French toast and fruit while I shaved and dressed, and my coffee was perfect.? But I found I didn't have much appetite; the pitfall, I suppose, of being a master who really does love his slave and is forced to punish her after his temper has waned.? It didn't help that she kept glancing at me with her big eloquent eyes, which seemed to have assumed a desperately hopeful expression, or that she was looking charming as she always did in the morning, fresh-faced, with her tangled wet hair falling over her shoulders.

????? Janie only eats exactly the amount that I serve her, and perhaps she noticed that I gave her an extra-large glass of juice and slightly larger helpings than normal.? But she finished everything, cleared my plate of half-eaten food, and while I finished my coffee went to get my neatly-packed bag and my keys.? She stood by the door with these--thinking she was about to get off without further discipline?--but as soon as I'd had my last sip I destroyed all her hopes.? "Go wait for me in the living room," I said, adding, "in the corner."? I looked at her just in time to see her face fall, predictably.? She hesitated awkwardly and I could tell she was wondering what to do with my stuff.? I barked, "Just drop them!" so suddenly that she jumped and practically ran to the other room.? It would have been comical if I'd been in a better mood.??

????? I didn't have to tell her to kneel, and she waited on her knees, facing the room, and shaking, while I went to get the specially-prepared glass ball she'd been so unusually long without since yesterday evening.? Her eyes widened when I came back holding it in one gloved hand.? "Look at me."? I stared firmly right into her eyes.? "You've disappointed me, Janie.? Not only did you turn in a sloppy performance last night, and fail utterly to rectify it, but you showed me that underneath your outward devotion you're a lying little bitch."? Her chin trembled and two big tears rolled down her cheeks.? "My slave," I continued, undeterred, "should be thrilled to receive the gift of my cum.? She should feel complimented and honored that her master deigns to let her take it into her body.? A master who does not love his slave will cum on her tits and her face, but not in her mouth or in her cunt.? And yet you are so insensitive to this that you swallow my cum as quickly as possible, or worse, choke on it!? And then you smile at me afterwards as if you really do enjoy it.? You know what's more insulting to me than outright defiance?"? She was really crying now, her shoulders shaking, and it was all she could do to keep her head up.? I didn't really expect her to answer.? "It's fucking deception!" I thundered.? "You don't even have the guts to admit your own fault.? Instead, you put on this little show, for months and months, deliberately trying to keep me in the dark, and that, slave, is disrespect, pure and simple."

????? I studied her for a moment.? At this point in her training she probably hadn't had trouble overcoming the impulse to defend herself.? She was just itching to apologize, I assumed--but she impressed me by going one step further. ?"You may speak," I said.

????? "Oh, Master, please, I'm so sorry!" she stammered out.? "I never--never meant to hurt you, please believe--" she broke off on a sob, took a breath, and started again, struggling to maintain eye contact.? "Please, Master, punish me for my failure.? Help me do better!"? And then, with every ounce of courage she had, "T-teach me to love the taste of your cum."

????? Her eyes fell from mine then, but it didn't matter; I was nearly floored.? This was the first time Janie had asked to be punished without being prompted.? Furthermore, she had anticipated exactly my plans for her.? I tipped her chin up and the gentle touch encouraged her to raise her tear-drenched eyes to my face again.? "I am going to help you, Janie," I murmured, and her eyes closed briefly in relief that I didn't seem furious any longer.? "Open your mouth."

????? She did this immediately, despite the suddenly-wary look in her eyes that? told me she knew I'd done something to her unique gag.? "You're going to want to spit this out, Janie," I warned her, "but you may not.? Do I need to help you?"? She shook her head bravely, mouth still held open, and I pushed the ball inside.

????? Her reaction was picture perfect.? Her eyes widened, then screwed shut as her whole face dissolved into a terrible grimace.? I saw the muscles at the sides of her mouth quivering as she forced her lips to stay closed.? I watched her struggle for a moment, watched her shudder when she finally swallowed experimentally, and when she seemed to be coping better I started talking again.? "What you're tasting is a product meant as a rodent repellent," I informed her, knowing this veiled insult would not go unnoticed.? "It's harmless, but there's three coats of the stuff on there, and I'll be surprised if your spit manages to clean it off by the end of the day.? Especially since I'm sure you're holding your tongue away from the ball as best you can.? Nevertheless," I went on, allowing my voice to get louder and sterner, "you are not to spit it out, even for a second, until I've come home and given you permission.? Furthermore, you are not to eat or drink any liquids today while I'm gone.? You are to follow your normal schedule, but you may take your workout a little lighter so you don't get dehydrated.? I don't think I need to tell you that I want you to be thinking about your mistakes.? When I get home, we'll continue with the next part of this lesson.? Now, go meet me at the door."

????? Janie's face of suffering, and her forlorn posture, prompted me to say quietly, as I walked out, "You can make it better, Janie, by performing well today."? When she nodded I closed the door behind me.

????? Call me a fool, but it was all I could not to go home on my lunch break.? Although, to my credit, this desire arose only partly out of the urge to put Janie out of her misery; I also was looking forward to the more pleasurable part of her punishment.? At least, it would be pleasurable on my end.

????? When I did get home, a little after six in the evening, it was clear Janie had outdone herself.? She was wearing her sexy pink lingerie set, with the sheer, light pink, thigh-high stockings that looked enchanting on her pale skin, and had done her hair and makeup.? The house was fairly sparkling.? I made a mental note to notice, later, some particular detail of what she had cleaned, so I could praise her.? In her current mood of contrition, a small compliment would go a long way, I knew, and would probably make her double her resolve to be a perfect companion.? But now, it was time for what I'd been waiting for all day.

????? After Janie took my bag and keys and put them away, she came and knelt in front of me where I sat on the sofa.? I stroked her hair for a moment, then asked, "Does it still taste bad?"? She nodded.? "Are you thirsty?"? More vigorous nodding.? I held out my hand and Janie gratefully spat out the ball--but not without sucking it dry first, and I was proud of her.

????? "Go into the kitchen and get a glass of water from the faucet.? Swish with half of it and spit it out, then drink the other half.? Come back here when you're done."

????? While my slave hastened to do my bidding, I watched her progress with my eyes trained on her shapely ass where it peeked out from under her teddy, framed beautifully by the delicate garter belts, and let my arousal take over.? When she came back and knelt dutifully again between my thighs, I sat back and murmured, "Take my cock out."

????? Janie was adept at disrobing me using only her mouth, and she set about this task with alacrity.? As soon as she pulled my boxers down with her teeth, my erection sprang free.? She looked at me expectantly.? "Start with my balls," I said, and after a minute or two of that, I said, "Now, stop, and look at me."

????? She did, with appropriate seriousness of expression.? "Do you want to suck my cock?"? I nearly always asked her this--once again, the self-participation thing that kept her from indulging, even for a minute, the comforting thought that she'd merely been forced--but this time I continued, "And do you want to take my cum in your mouth?"? When she again assented, I said, "Do you deserve to take my cum in your mouth?"

????? A tricky question.? She looked at me with so much consternation in her face that I said, "You may speak."

????? "Master," she said in a voice slightly hoarse with disuse, "I want to deserve it.? I--I will come to deserve it."

????? Brilliant, wasn't she?? But I didn't show how pleased I was.? "Janie, in a moment I'm going to let you suck my cock.? Now, I'll warn you when I'm about to cum, and listen--when you hear that, you had better make sure my cock head is in the front of your mouth, on your tongue.? You are not going to swallow, and you are not going to spit."? In response to her look of dawning comprehension, I said, "Yes, you are going to hold my cum in your mouth until I say otherwise.? And if you spill even one drop I guarantee you'll regret it for the rest of the week.? Am I understood?"

????? She nodded seriously and I let her get to work with her usual finesse.? I had to resist the urge to touch her glorious, full breasts, showing clearly through the near-transparent fabric of the clinging teddy that matched her stockings.? I managed only because I wanted her to do this completely on her own, to be thinking only of (and perhaps dreading) the moment I filled her mouth with my cum, with no welcome distractions.

????? I gave her at least four seconds of warning, and she performed very well, frowning in concentration as she figured out how to close her throat off and hold my whole deposit in her mouth while still sucking me dry.? When she pulled her mouth free, with an audible pop since she was trying to keep her lips sealed, I could tell she was trying to school her features into a neutral cast, and was holding her tongue out of the way like she had with the Rodrepel-coated ball.? "Did you swallow any?" I demanded.? She shook her head earnestly.? "Show me."

????? Janie tilted her head back and opened her mouth gingerly so I could lean over her and see the milky fluid pooling on her tongue.? Her mouth was quite full, I saw to my satisfaction--it must be thanks to my abstinence that morning.? "Good," I said, and she closed her mouth.? "Now, still without swallowing or spilling, I want you to swish that cum around in your mouth, like it's mouthwash."? She started to look distressed, but my slave girl complied, carefully moving the liquid from side to side.? "A little more enthusiasm, Janie," I admonished.? "Let me see it moving against your cheeks and lips.? Squish it between your teeth and under your tongue."? I saw her hands clench at her sides, but she managed well, though she wouldn't look at me, and her face was turning red.

????? "Get up and come with me," I ordered, shedding my pants as I stood.? Janie walked carefully, as if she were afraid relaxing too much would cause her to involuntarily swallow.? She looked so stiff that I nearly laughed.? I led her into the bedroom and over to the full-length mirror on the bathroom door, shed my shirt, and stood naked behind her.? I gripped her smoothly rounded hips to position her directly in front of the mirror and used her hair to pull her head back slightly.? "Open your mouth and look at yourself," I commanded, and Janie did, still blushing, and still stiff and nervous.? "Do you see?" I murmured in her ear.?? She closed her mouth and turned her head to look at my face.? "You look so sexy to me right now," I said, and kissed her gently on her closed lips.

????? Her eyes moistened and she smiled as best she could with her mouth carefully full of my cum.? I held her in a loose embrace, facing me, and said, "Okay, Janie, in a minute, I'm going to tell you to swallow.? But I don't want you to gulp it down.? Take your time--little sips, okay?"

??

????? Needless to say, whenever Janie sucked me off over the next several weeks, she had to do her "swish," as we came to call it.? But this technique seemed to work, as Janie overcame her aversion to tasting me and it ceased to be an issue.? Moreover, her contrition and consequent extremely good behavior lasted long enough that I was forced to practically manufacture reasons to punish her for the rest of that month.

????? The best thing about Janie is that you can see her every emotion in her face.? She has about as much chance of hiding her feelings, let alone prevaricating, as a toddler.? This makes it easy to punish her with precision.

????? As delightfully frustrated and sorrowful as Janie can appear, her enslavement to me was voluntary.? We didn?t do everything conventionally; I didn?t make her sign a contract, for instance.? She thinks the evolution of our relationship was her idea, but once I thought she was ready to be my slave, I implemented the necessary changes so efficiently and with such authority that she became apprehensive.? Therefore, when I made her kneel and say her vows of submission, her face reflected a perfect blend of eagerness and trepidation.? Most often, now, she looks fearful and plaintive, but still, whenever I tell her I love her, she shows me nothing but pure joy.

????? I was familliar with all the traditional training methods--the Gorean, the Edwardian, the basics of pain/pleasure training--and I won?t say these were not instrumental as I formed my own approach to educating Janie.? But the truth was, even though she was my first slave, I didn?t feel like a novice.? I?d been prepared for this step for years.? The only reason I hadn?t owned a slave yet was that I hadn?t found the right woman--a woman who wanted and needed to submit, but who was seriously reluctant enough, for whatever reasons, to struggle against the impulse.? Someone willing enough to call me ?Master,? but whose mind (and pride, perhaps) would still rebel such that intensive training would be truly necessary.? In short, I wanted a challenge.? How enjoyable would it be, after all, to go through the motions of daily ownership with a girl who was already slavishly submissive enough to not even blink at the most heinous orders?? No, my interest was in breaking down a strong woman, forcing her to traverse her own perceived limitations one at a time.? And I was ready.

????? So, once Janie had made her bed, I gradually introduced a number of innovations.? Most importantly, I never wanted her to forget, even for a moment, that her new lifestyle had been her choice.? Whenever possible I wanted her to obey me of her own volition, and would make her take an active role in her own debasement.? This is the concept that influenced the type of restraints I used on her.? Mainly, since I owned a girl with the most lovely, speaking face, I didn?t see why I couldn?t expect to have a silent slave.? But I didn?t want to simply buckle a gag into place.? Instead, I had a glass-blower create a beautiful ball, a bit smaller than a golf ball, made of crystal-clear glass on the outside with a swirl of shining color inside, similar to a marble.? Janie had to keep it in her mouth at all times, unless she had express permission to remove it, which I let her do usually only at meals or when she was sucking my cock.? If she really needed to speak, she had to ask permission with the ball in her mouth, and as it was too big for her to slip it into her cheek, the garbled, slobbering sounds she made when making her request never failed to bring a charming blush to her cheeks.? Before long, she had also developed an adorable habit of sucking the ball dry as best she could when I asked her to give it to me, in order to spare me, I assume, from her drool.? She would suck all her saliva to the back of her mouth, then purse out her lips and pop the ball out from between them so that it would emerge as dry as possible.? I never got tired of that, or of watching her rub her tongue experimentally along the roof of her mouth after she?d gotten rid of the ball for the first time in many hours.

????? In the same vein, I kept Janie cuffed and collared, and often naked, but I didn?t usually leash her and chain her, except when it simply pleased me to see her that way.? Thus, she wasn?t normally actually restrained, but her shiny silver collar and stylish leather wrist and ankle cuffs were a constant reminder that she was as good as hog-tied at the execution of my merest whim.? We?d had her tongue? pierced together a few months before she became my slave, but after she pledged her submission I fitted her with a larger piece of jewelry that I could clip a special leash to.? I made sure Janie knew exactly what it was for, and that I?d lead her by her tongue if I ever deemed it necessary--or if I ever just felt like it.? Plus, this device made it even more difficult for her to talk.

????? I became particularly adept at devising ingenious punishments perfectly suited to whatever transgression Janie committed.? (To her credit, she rarely failed me, but that she would do so now and then was inevitable.? I was a very exacting master.? Anything less would not have satisfied her, after all, whether she knew that or not.)? One of my most creative moments occurred soon after Janie?s enslavement.? I told her she?d gain more freedoms as she grew more inured to her new life, but for now, she was mostly confined to the house and to the strict schedule I kept her on.? The most wonderful thing about it was that she obeyed me implicitly, even when I was away at work during the day.? I knew this because she was never able to lie to me if I quizzed her about her day.? On this particular occasion, Janie made a mistake in the evening, while she was sucking me off as I sat at my computer.

????? I made her crawl naked under my desk and worship my cock while I sent e-mails and visited several websites.? Now, in general, Janie was a skilled and enthusiastic cock-sucker, and I had little to complain about.? She genuinely loved lavishing attention on my crotch, and would often initiate a session by rubbing her face agianst my groin in mute appeal.? This night, as usual, she began by reverently cradling my balls in her hands and breathing gently on them as she dropped little kisses on my stomach and thighs.? Next she sucked on them, one at a time, stroking her tiny hands over my body--all the parts she could reach, at least--as she did it.? Then came long minutes of exquisite teasing--she would slide her tongue all up and down and around my shaft before finally taking just the head in her mouth.? She tongued my piss-hole and swirled her talented, studded tongue all around the head, then began to suck as she paid special attention to the sensitive spot on the underside where my foreskin attached.? I always had to anticipate the moment Janie took me all the way into her mouth, because the first time she?d done it I?d nearly embarrassed myself.? I did it successfully that night; she gave a little moan, as if she could wait no longer, and my cock was plunged deep, all the way into her throat.? Janie had a remarkably insensitive gag reflex.? She?d told me once, before I?d enslaved her and forbidden her to speak, that she could combat the reflex as long as she took regular, deep breaths through her nose.

????? But I was beyond noticing her breathing as she slid her mouth up and down several times, sucking hard, getting me moist so she could slip her thumb and two fingers around the base of my shaft and really begin the blow job.? For the next 20 minutes she bobbed and sucked, licking continuously, her fingers squeezing in perfect rhythm to the movement of her head, while her free hand fondled my balls, stroked my perineum, and roamed over my thighs and belly and chest.? The first time we?d done this together Janie had automatically swallowed my cum, and whether or not she did it to impress me at the time she seemed to assume I would be less than pleased with anything else, and continued to do it unprotestingly.? But I must have eaten something particularly salty, or something, on this night, because as I began shooting into the back of her mouth Janie gagged and choked, and the rest of the flow dribbled out of her mouth and onto my balls and, offensively enough, onto my chair!

????? As I, recovering, stared down at the mess in growing anger, Janie?s eyes opened wide with horror.? She popped her mouth off of my cock and hastily started to lick up what she?d spilled, but she seemed to be grimacing, and I actually saw her throat convulse as she started to gag again.? My eyes narrowed as I thought about it and realized that while, yes, Janie had always willingly swallowed for me, she had never made a show of savoring this experience.? When I shot onto her face or her tits she didn?t open her lips so I could scoop some of my deposit into her mouth, and she usually positioned my cock head at the very back of her mouth when she sensed I was about to cum--presumably, I saw now, so she wouldn?t have to taste much.

????? I stood up so abruptly that Janie was knocked backwards in surprise.? As I stalked to the bathroom to rinse the mess off of my balls, she crawled out to the middle of the floor and knelt miserably on the carpet, on her hands and knees, her forehead to the ground and her ass in the air.? When I finally came back into the room I saw she was trembling; she knew she?d fucked up big time.? I was silent, and I ignored her for a while, letting her anxiety mount, and was glad to see that at least she didn?t dare to move before she knew what I wanted her to do.

????? The thing was, I really was seeing red.? Here was my devoted, loving slave, who was supposed to be desperately adoring of my cock at all times, and she disdained my cum.? She should consider my giving her my cum a great gift, and instead, she had the temerity to show me her disgust at it.? I can admit now that I was a little hurt by the incident as well as angry, but at the time I let rage take over, knowing it would serve me well when I decided on a punishment for her.

????? When I finally approached my disgraced slave girl, and saw her tense in the knowledge that I was stanidng over her, all I said was, ?Get ready for bed,? in a deceptively quiet voice.? If she was wondering why I didn?t give her gag ball back, she gave no sign of it, and instead crawled meekly to the bathroom to bathe and shave as I always required her to do.? That night Janie was refused the privilege of sharing my bed, and slept instead on the floor at its foot.? In the past, this in itself had proved to be sufficient punishment, as nothing hurt Janie so much as sleeping alone.? But she had more in store for her this time.? After I sent her to "bed," I spent 30 minutes covering her gag ball with Rodrepel, a safe but extremely foul-tasting solution originally designed to prevent rodents and birds from chewing on cables or other equipment.? I gave it three coats, letting each one dry before applying the next one, and reflected grimly that my cum would probably taste like the manna of heaven by the time Janie had been sucking on this thing all day tomorrow.

????? She looked truly pitiful when I came back to the bedroom, curled up on the floor with tear tracks drying on her face.? I refused to let the proof that she'd cried herself to sleep soften my resolve.? The sneaky little bitch had been pretending this whole time that she'd been happy to swallow my cum, while all along she'd been simply getting it over with.

????? Janie woke up when my alarm went off and hesitantly crawled under the sheets to give me my customary morning blow job (which often turned into an energetic fuck, depending on my mood).? But I pushed her away roughly and headed for the shower.? She followed me, meekly waiting to be told whether this part of our routine was to be different, too.? "You may wash me," I ordered, "but don't you dare try to get me hard.? I've had about enough of your manipulative, lying tactics."

????? From the corner of my eye I watched her cringe as she realized for the first time that I wasn't just mad about the mess she'd made.? She kept her head down as she gracefully knelt in the shower and began her chore of washing me from the feet up.? When she got to my groin she hesitated just slightly and I could tell she was thinking about how to touch me so that I wouldn't get aroused.? She set about lathering me up without including any of the special little caresses she usually sneaked in, and since she was doing so well I snapped, "Look at me," just to make it harder for her.? The water ran over my shoulders into her face, so she had to blink furiously to keep her eyes on mine, but as she rose up slightly to soap my stomach and chest, I could see the fear in them.? Good.? I knew the day she stopped being afraid of me was the day she'd stop respecting me as her master.

????? Still using only her hands, Janie gently cleansed my face, and what was usually the most intimate moment of our day took on a strained quality as her trembling fingers seemed to be pleading with me for mercy.? I knew she wanted to give free rein to an emotional impulse to embrace me, or rain kisses over me, as she always did when she was profoundly sorry.? But she was smart enough to refrain, and went off to make my breakfast with a pathetic slump to her shoulders.

????? I no longer gave Janie instructions per the breakfast menu, challenging her instead to intuit what I might like, and again, keeping her just a little bit more on her toes.? Sometimes I even deliberately let the cupboard get somewhat bare, to see what she might come up with.? She performed well on this occasion, producing French toast and fruit while I shaved and dressed, and my coffee was perfect.? But I found I didn't have much appetite; the pitfall, I suppose, of being a master who really does love his slave and is forced to punish her after his temper has waned.? It didn't help that she kept glancing at me with her big eloquent eyes, which seemed to have assumed a desperately hopeful expression, or that she was looking charming as she always did in the morning, fresh-faced, with her tangled wet hair falling over her shoulders.

????? Janie only eats exactly the amount that I serve her, and perhaps she noticed that I gave her an extra-large glass of juice and slightly larger helpings than normal.? But she finished everything, cleared my plate of half-eaten food, and while I finished my coffee went to get my neatly-packed bag and my keys.? She stood by the door with these--thinking she was about to get off without further discipline?--but as soon as I'd had my last sip I destroyed all her hopes.? "Go wait for me in the living room," I said, adding, "in the corner."? I looked at her just in time to see her face fall, predictably.? She hesitated awkwardly and I could tell she was wondering what to do with my stuff.? I barked, "Just drop them!" so suddenly that she jumped and practically ran to the other room.? It would have been comical if I'd been in a better mood.??

????? I didn't have to tell her to kneel, and she waited on her knees, facing the room, and shaking, while I went to get the specially-prepared glass ball she'd been so unusually long without since yesterday evening.? Her eyes widened when I came back holding it in one gloved hand.? "Look at me."? I stared firmly right into her eyes.? "You've disappointed me, Janie.? Not only did you turn in a sloppy performance last night, and fail utterly to rectify it, but you showed me that underneath your outward devotion you're a lying little bitch."? Her chin trembled and two big tears rolled down her cheeks.? "My slave," I continued, undeterred, "should be thrilled to receive the gift of my cum.? She should feel complimented and honored that her master deigns to let her take it into her body.? A master who does not love his slave will cum on her tits and her face, but not in her mouth or in her cunt.? And yet you are so insensitive to this that you swallow my cum as quickly as possible, or worse, choke on it!? And then you smile at me afterwards as if you really do enjoy it.? You know what's more insulting to me than outright defiance?"? She was really crying now, her shoulders shaking, and it was all she could do to keep her head up.? I didn't really expect her to answer.? "It's fucking deception!" I thundered.? "You don't even have the guts to admit your own fault.? Instead, you put on this little show, for months and months, deliberately trying to keep me in the dark, and that, slave, is disrespect, pure and simple."

????? I studied her for a moment.? At this point in her training she probably hadn't had trouble overcoming the impulse to defend herself.? She was just itching to apologize, I assumed--but she impressed me by going one step further. ?"You may speak," I said.

????? "Oh, Master, please, I'm so sorry!" she stammered out.? "I never--never meant to hurt you, please believe--" she broke off on a sob, took a breath, and started again, struggling to maintain eye contact.? "Please, Master, punish me for my failure.? Help me do better!"? And then, with every ounce of courage she had, "T-teach me to love the taste of your cum."

????? Her eyes fell from mine then, but it didn't matter; I was nearly floored.? This was the first time Janie had asked to be punished without being prompted.? Furthermore, she had anticipated exactly my plans for her.? I tipped her chin up and the gentle touch encouraged her to raise her tear-drenched eyes to my face again.? "I am going to help you, Janie," I murmured, and her eyes closed briefly in relief that I didn't seem furious any longer.? "Open your mouth."

????? She did this immediately, despite the suddenly-wary look in her eyes that? told me she knew I'd done something to her unique gag.? "You're going to want to spit this out, Janie," I warned her, "but you may not.? Do I need to help you?"? She shook her head bravely, mouth still held open, and I pushed the ball inside.

????? Her reaction was picture perfect.? Her eyes widened, then screwed shut as her whole face dissolved into a terrible grimace.? I saw the muscles at the sides of her mouth quivering as she forced her lips to stay closed.? I watched her struggle for a moment, watched her shudder when she finally swallowed experimentally, and when she seemed to be coping better I started talking again.? "What you're tasting is a product meant as a rodent repellent," I informed her, knowing this veiled insult would not go unnoticed.? "It's harmless, but there's three coats of the stuff on there, and I'll be surprised if your spit manages to clean it off by the end of the day.? Especially since I'm sure you're holding your tongue away from the ball as best you can.? Nevertheless," I went on, allowing my voice to get louder and sterner, "you are not to spit it out, even for a second, until I've come home and given you permission.? Furthermore, you are not to eat or drink any liquids today while I'm gone.? You are to follow your normal schedule, but you may take your workout a little lighter so you don't get dehydrated.? I don't think I need to tell you that I want you to be thinking about your mistakes.? When I get home, we'll continue with the next part of this lesson.? Now, go meet me at the door."

????? Janie's face of suffering, and her forlorn posture, prompted me to say quietly, as I walked out, "You can make it better, Janie, by performing well today."? When she nodded I closed the door behind me.

????? Call me a fool, but it was all I could not to go home on my lunch break.? Although, to my credit, this desire arose only partly out of the urge to put Janie out of her misery; I also was looking forward to the more pleasurable part of her punishment.? At least, it would be pleasurable on my end.

????? When I did get home, a little after six in the evening, it was clear Janie had outdone herself.? She was wearing her sexy pink lingerie set, with the sheer, light pink, thigh-high stockings that looked enchanting on her pale skin, and had done her hair and makeup.? The house was fairly sparkling.? I made a mental note to notice, later, some particular detail of what she had cleaned, so I could praise her.? In her current mood of contrition, a small compliment would go a long way, I knew, and would probably make her double her resolve to be a perfect companion.? But now, it was time for what I'd been waiting for all day.

????? After Janie took my bag and keys and put them away, she came and knelt in front of me where I sat on the sofa.? I stroked her hair for a moment, then asked, "Does it still taste bad?"? She nodded.? "Are you thirsty?"? More vigorous nodding.? I held out my hand and Janie gratefully spat out the ball--but not without sucking it dry first, and I was proud of her.

????? "Go into the kitchen and get a glass of water from the faucet.? Swish with half of it and spit it out, then drink the other half.? Come back here when you're done."

????? While my slave hastened to do my bidding, I watched her progress with my eyes trained on her shapely ass where it peeked out from under her teddy, framed beautifully by the delicate garter belts, and let my arousal take over.? When she came back and knelt dutifully again between my thighs, I sat back and murmured, "Take my cock out."

????? Janie was adept at disrobing me using only her mouth, and she set about this task with alacrity.? As soon as she pulled my boxers down with her teeth, my erection sprang free.? She looked at me expectantly.? "Start with my balls," I said, and after a minute or two of that, I said, "Now, stop, and look at me."

????? She did, with appropriate seriousness of expression.? "Do you want to suck my cock?"? I nearly always asked her this--once again, the self-participation thing that kept her from indulging, even for a minute, the comforting thought that she'd merely been forced--but this time I continued, "And do you want to take my cum in your mouth?"? When she again assented, I said, "Do you deserve to take my cum in your mouth?"

????? A tricky question.? She looked at me with so much consternation in her face that I said, "You may speak."

????? "Master," she said in a voice slightly hoarse with disuse, "I want to deserve it.? I--I will come to deserve it."

????? Brilliant, wasn't she?? But I didn't show how pleased I was.? "Janie, in a moment I'm going to let you suck my cock.? Now, I'll warn you when I'm about to cum, and listen--when you hear that, you had better make sure my cock head is in the front of your mouth, on your tongue.? You are not going to swallow, and you are not going to spit."? In response to her look of dawning comprehension, I said, "Yes, you are going to hold my cum in your mouth until I say otherwise.? And if you spill even one drop I guarantee you'll regret it for the rest of the week.? Am I understood?"

????? She nodded seriously and I let her get to work with her usual finesse.? I had to resist the urge to touch her glorious, full breasts, showing clearly through the near-transparent fabric of the clinging teddy that matched her stockings.? I managed only because I wanted her to do this completely on her own, to be thinking only of (and perhaps dreading) the moment I filled her mouth with my cum, with no welcome distractions.

????? I gave her at least four seconds of warning, and she performed very well, frowning in concentration as she figured out how to close her throat off and hold my whole deposit in her mouth while still sucking me dry.? When she pulled her mouth free, with an audible pop since she was trying to keep her lips sealed, I could tell she was trying to school her features into a neutral cast, and was holding her tongue out of the way like she had with the Rodrepel-coated ball.? "Did you swallow any?" I demanded.? She shook her head earnestly.? "Show me."

????? Janie tilted her head back and opened her mouth gingerly so I could lean over her and see the milky fluid pooling on her tongue.? Her mouth was quite full, I saw to my satisfaction--it must be thanks to my abstinence that morning.? "Good," I said, and she closed her mouth.? "Now, still without swallowing or spilling, I want you to swish that cum around in your mouth, like it's mouthwash."? She started to look distressed, but my slave girl complied, carefully moving the liquid from side to side.? "A little more enthusiasm, Janie," I admonished.? "Let me see it moving against your cheeks and lips.? Squish it between your teeth and under your tongue."? I saw her hands clench at her sides, but she managed well, though she wouldn't look at me, and her face was turning red.

????? "Get up and come with me," I ordered, shedding my pants as I stood.? Janie walked carefully, as if she were afraid relaxing too much would cause her to involuntarily swallow.? She looked so stiff that I nearly laughed.? I led her into the bedroom and over to the full-length mirror on the bathroom door, shed my shirt, and stood naked behind her.? I gripped her smoothly rounded hips to position her directly in front of the mirror and used her hair to pull her head back slightly.? "Open your mouth and look at yourself," I commanded, and Janie did, still blushing, and still stiff and nervous.? "Do you see?" I murmured in her ear.?? She closed her mouth and turned her head to look at my face.? "You look so sexy to me right now," I said, and kissed her gently on her closed lips.

????? Her eyes moistened and she smiled as best she could with her mouth carefully full of my cum.? I held her in a loose embrace, facing me, and said, "Okay, Janie, in a minute, I'm going to tell you to swallow.? But I don't want you to gulp it down.? Take your time--little sips, okay?"

??

????? Needless to say, whenever Janie sucked me off over the next several weeks, she had to do her "swish," as we came to call it.? But this technique seemed to work, as Janie overcame her aversion to tasting me and it ceased to be an issue.? Moreover, her contrition and consequent extremely good behavior lasted long enough that I was forced to practically manufacture reasons to punish her for the rest of that month.

-->

0
0

26.08.2021
8
0

Same as An Acquired Taste Videos

It All Began With A Taste

My name is Ken, and now at the age of forty-five, I’ve been looking back on the unusual way an enjoyable swinging sexual relationship began with my neighbors, Paul and Emma. I was thirty-five at the time, and my wife, Sarah, was thirty-three. We were, and still are, living in a middle-class neighborhood in a suburb of Omaha.I was fortunate to get a job in the corporate office of a multinational conglomerate holding company that is headquartered in Omaha, and we moved into our home about five...

Gwens First Taste

As their first year of college ended, Gwen and Julie headed home for Summer vacation. The two young ladies were 19 years old and had just finished their freshman year at a university two days travel from home. They planned to leave early in the morning and spend the night in a town a little more than half way home.Julie is an attractive, vivacious girl. She has dated several guys since high school and has had many sexual experiences along the way. Julie is brunette with a touch of red. Her hair...

Rimming Jobs Taste

Nothing, and I mean nothing, in sex gets me off more than the scent and taste of my woman's ass. I don't mean when it's squeaky clean and perfumed. I mean when it smells and tastes like what an ass is and what it does.Nothing beats the erotic blast of kissing her soft, satiny fanny and parting the cheeks to expose her sexy anus. I always press my nose into the warm, slightly moist cleft to savor the musk of her anal pheromones while the warmth of her bare buttocks embraces my face. The intimacy...

Gwens First Taste

As their first year of college ended, Gwen and Julie headed home for Summer vacation. The two young ladies were 19 years old and had just finished their freshman year at a university two days travel from home. They planned to leave early in the morning and spend the night in a town a little more than half way home. Julie is an attractive, vivacious girl. She has dated several guys since high school and has had many sexual experiences along the way. Julie is brunette with a touch of red. Her...

just a lil taste

just lil taste is all it takes , but wait it all starts here i slowly unzip ur pants and remove ur underwear then i caress ur cock with my warm mouth stroking him up and down as i play with ur balls , till he is hard, then i wrap just the tip of his cock with his wet sleeve just giving him a lil taste to make her all wet then i tell u to get down on ur knees for i have a surprise for u close ur eyes, and when u open them there’s another woman standing next to me u just want a lil taste so i...

Their Second Taste

An original true story by Starrynight. Thanks to Brian for sharing his story with me and to Hisnhers for reading it and helping improve it. It is highly recommended that you read the first part of the story first, Their First Taste. Brian breathed heavily, panting as he looked down at his younger sister covered in his cum. His friends were talking and moaning next to them, admiring the intensity of the taboo act as they touched themselves, but Brian barely heard a word of it, his entire...

Excellent Taste

- - ALINA - -It was a normal day at work and Alina had been bored since she’d opened the store. The few customers she’d assisted had been demanding, even rude, but it didn’t offend her the way it used to do – she was used to retail by now. At least this boutique held some occasional interests, even distractions.‘Lacey Set’ was a small boutique which specialized in lingerie, displaying and selling outfits from local designers in addition to larger brands. It was owned by a kind woman, Mary-Anne...

Her first taste

Sarah was a young lady who had just turned 18. She had worked hard at her books and enjoyed her time at school. But she was not one of the popular girls. Non of the boys seemed to notice her. She wore glasses for reading and was considered a little bit nerdy by many. She was just a quiet girl going about her business. Sarah would walk home from school every day and spend her afternoons helping around the home and doing her assignments. Her days were fairly routine. At night when she was finally...

Their First Taste

As always, your thoughts and comments are welcome and encouraged. Also, feel free to write any questions you have for Brian. He will likely be reading them, and if not, I'll be sure to pass them along. Enjoy. Their First Taste An original true story by Starrynight The music was loud and upbeat, the basses' vibrations flowing through the air as random feet tapped on the floor. The bar was packed, yelling, laughing, and singing echoing throughout it, and everyone around the table raised...

Taste

TasteChapter One"You seem like a cool girl."The teenager nodded tearfully, trying to cover her nakedness with her elbows and knees."I'd really like to get to know you," said the man in the shadows, "but I don't think we have that much time."He stepped out of the shadows. Cigar smoke drifted up and past sunglasses which were propped on a long angular nose. He stepped in close with a confident stride like a leopard and the girl had to tilt her chin up to look at him. The man crooked her chin with...

Taste

Heather had come out to Colorado on her own. It had been the normal bullshit from Charlie - last minute work, had to take care of it, she should go ahead, he’d join her there. Heather was pissed. They’d had this vacation scheduled for six months, the first time since their honeymoon that had been alone together for more than a long weekend. She’d known that Charlie expected her to wait for him, regardless of what he’d said.“Alright, I’ll meet you out there,” she’d said cooly.A feeling came over...

My First Time Chapter 2 First Taste

My First Time Chapter 2: First Taste By Sara TV Slut My first time with a shemale was one summer evening. For several months the city I lived in at the time a lot of transvestites, transsexuals, cross dressers and their admirers would hang out on forth street on Friday and Saturday nights. There were some really good-looking Ladies. I had been attracted to shemales for years, but never was brave enough to contact one. So this was an opportunity for me to talk with a shemale...

The First Taste

We had been kissing for almost an hour when I suddenly pulled away, my mind made up.“I want to ask you a favor,” I said, my cheeks burning. He pressed his mouth into my neck, but I moved away and took his face in my hands. I tried to form the words, but my lips were trembling, and my face had begun to tingle with blood. He ran his thumb over my left cheek and then absentmindedly put it in his mouth.“You’re blushing like a schoolgirl,” he whispered matter of factly, and I bit my lower lip and...

Sweet Sweet Taste

I didn’t sleep all night. I’ve never been so nervous. Should I really do this?I’m standing naked in front of the mirror, looking myself in the eyes, trying to weigh all my resolutions, all my thoughts, all the pros and cons. Why yes, and why actually not? I make two steps back. I can see all of myself in the big mirror. I look at every piece of me, every curve of my body. Skin imperfections, the small difference in the size of my breasts, the moles scattered over my belly. Am I even pretty?...

Tales of the future another taster

***************************************** The past week or so had felt extremely quiet for the two remaining members back at the tiny secluded cave. Romian was recovering slowly, but he was more with it than when the others had left. For Gideon, it was timelessly dull. They were beginning to lose track of the days now as there was little light in the main chamber of the cave, so unless they ventured to the mouth...

Who are you part 1 taster

A young girl of only fifteen, years before i'd became sexually active. As a fairly pretty girl with glossy deep brown hair to below my shoulders, promising blue eyes. A well sculpted face, and what someone once described as 'above average lips' my body was well developed, slim and curvy in all the right places. A cup size of a 32D was always a plus in my appearance, after learning i could catch boys eyes i'd often use it to my power. When I was alone, I would long for some attention...

My first taster

I guess i was around my mid teens when i went out for my usual Sunday afternoon ride on my bike... I rode about 10 miles or so,and took the opportunity for a breather in a lay by in a quiet country lane...I'd been there maybe 20 minutes or so when a car pulled up opposite, and the elderly gent (alf) turned off his engine,and released his seat belt.He was a friendly chap perhaps in his mid 50's early 60's.He got chatting to me, asking how come i was there etc... I asked him the same thing and he...

My Lovable Cum Taster

Hi all and I am Sam from Bangalore like to share my gay experience while I travel from Madurai to Bangalore in a sleeper bus. My bearth is upper one near to window. I usually wear shorts and t-shirt while travelling. My nearby bearth was free. The bus started at 10:00 pm and after 30 min they took few more passengers. One young guy occupied my nearby berth. He must be hardly 22. I was laying on my back he too in the same position. After some time I felt his hand touching my thighs. I have not...

Plant Persuasion taster

Plant Persuasion It is a curious tale that I am about to tell, I always thought that the book, "The Day of the Triffids" was a story of pure fiction. Well, who on earth could imagine a situation where plants take over the world! That's just a story, it's pure fiction, isn't it? Let me start at the beginning, ever since the damn pandemic thing began, everyone was too scared to go out and so it was with me, i was locked down in my own home. In reality I was ok though, I was used to...

Summer Horror taster

Summer Horror We had been a family of four, Mum, Dad, my older sister and me, then Dad left after quarrels and my older sister went off to live with her friend. So, now there were only two of us, I was twelve with Mum now a single parent struggling to keep us going and keep the house too. It was no problem for me, in fact it created stupid opportunities. Mum worked full time and I went to school as normal, but after school I'd be alone at home for perhaps a couple of hours until she...

Controlling wife taster

Controlling Wife We had been married for a few years, she'd been married before and it had ended acrimoniously, or so she said, not that she ever told me the reasons and I felt it wrong to ask her, though in retrospect the split and what happened to him was a bit confusing too. As to me, I was a shy and quiet person of small build, I suppose you might call me weedy and if I admitted it, I have quite a submissive nature. All my life I had always avoided any confrontations and I...

First Taste

It all started a few weeks ago when my friend Clare caught me looking at sissy and forced feminization porn. She was rather non-judgemental about it and agreed not to tell anyone. I was starting to think that was the end of it until she brought it up when it was just us two. "I think I could give you your fantasy," she tells me, "I've been doing some reading and I've had an idea." "What do you mean?" I asked, surely she couldn't be talking about me wearing something in front of her. I'd...

A Dom pushes the limits of his submissive while giving his dog a taste

This extreme story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. “Easy Enzo,” he said as she began to struggle. He held her arms behind her. Her legs were held apart by the spreader, and he felt her stiffen as the dog started to taste her. She moaned and tried to back away but her Master was holding her in place. “Sir please,” she said. “He won’t hurt you. I promise. Let him taste you.” “Sir I...

First Taste

He agreed to my stipulations. It would be a one way interaction. No reciprocation. I would kneel and suck him and when it was over I would leave without cumming myself.He showed me photographs of his penis as we chatted online and it was exactly what I wanted. Large, he said it was about 8 inches, and uncircumcised with a beautifully formed head. It made my heart beat faster just to see it. The anticipation of reaching out to hold my first cock, to feel it’s weight in my hand was overwhelming....

Short taste

It was aching. Her pussy was aching for some good, old fashioned affection, and her tongue flexed across the roof of her mouth. Practicing for when she had the pair of pussy lips in front of her that belonged to the angel across the room. Jennifer could see from here the perfect little dimples squinting as the raven haired angel laughed. Her black locks hung in a contemporary style, not attention drawing, but that was the point. She was a treasure to be earned. She had a medium frame and mouth...

Phoenixs first taste

Introduction: A girl gets her first taste of alcohol… and something else Id spent my life being Phoenix West, a good girl. Looking into the mirror, I noticed how pretty my body was. I wasnt ashamed of it. Years of dance had kept my stomach trim, hips curving in to my waist and my breasts, 34Ds, offering the lovely shape of my 58 figure. My skin was a beautiful olive colour Id inherited from my mother, and surrounding my heart shaped face was a mass of dark, almost black hair. I took pride in...

Cum Taste

Well this is a true story of how I became a cum eating husband with my wife Kay. To have a better understanding I should start from when we started dating. I was 18 and it was during the Christmas holiday season when we had our first date, Kay was 19 and had been chasing me for months when I agreed to go out and party with her and a couple of mutual friends. Little did I know the night would end with a quick fuck, and her giving me a blowjob in my car, and like most men would agree there is...

Cum Love at First Taste

I was 19 when I found an ad looking for someone to move in with a mid 40's couple to help with yard work and chores and room and board provided. I emailed the couple and setup a meeting. I really liked them and they seemed to like me the shy little community college student with no family in the area. Tina was a average looking lady with a few extra pounds, nice large tits and black hair. Bill was about 5'10 190 with a small belly and moslty bald reminded me of my high school principle. I...

Hermiones New Tastes

Hermione trembled, both at the thought of the possible consequences, and due to pleasurable pain being caused by her fingers pinching her nipples through her nightgown. She desperately needed another’s touch. It’s not as though I’d be hurting anyone, Hermione reasoned to herself. And realistically it was true; no one would be any wiser. Not a soul was aware that she had the ability to travel a few hours back in time, so it would be ridiculous to think that someone would suspect a misuse...

My Very First Taste

I was forty-eight years old and divorced for over two years I had a couple of disastrous affairs with incompatible women. My mind would go back to when I was seventeen, my best friend and I used to jerk each other off. One time and one time only, I sucked him for about thirty seconds. I stopped because I was feeling scared and confused about it.But days later I walked into the woods with him and told him I wanted to do it again.He yelled at me saying “What the fuck! Are you queer or...

Potion After Taste

After some debate I decided that the story that would go between chapter one and two was not going to go between but just integrate it into chapter two. I hope everyone is fine with that. Again, as with all my stories please- write a review, I am trying to learn how to be a writer on some level. Spelling and grammar is my downfall... or so I have been told. If you missed chapter one, please, stop right here and read that one first, this is not a standalone story. This story starts...

Mayhem in a PillChapter 33 A Man of Wealth and Taste

A Man of Wealth and Taste Raymond Murphy had trouble keeping the smile off his face. His son Tim was going on and on about how cool it was being on the sidelines for the varsity football win against the Clark Cougars. The first half of football featured an unsure Roosevelt team going up against a Clark team who, though good, was not up to their usual standards and was going to have a down year. Roosevelt was not expected to make the playoffs. “I’m telling you, Dad, Frank Robinson looked...

Enticed Pt 15 Two Great Tastes

Blaise and I spent all that Saturday together, first cleaning his house, then just hanging out. I had cleaned the Lodge pretty thoroughly the day before for my private show with Ezekiel that was more than just a show. So, we didn’t need to go out there. Instead, we spent a couple hours shopping at one of the malls in Gate City. He needed some pants for work and I wanted to get a new pair of sneakers.We spent a bit of that time inspecting the adult novelties in a couple stores, but didn’t buy...

Second Taste

Days had passed since my first taste. Each morning or evening I masturbated thinking about sucking him. My tongue swirled around my lips as I stroked my cock. I could almost taste his seed.When I noticed he was online I was thrilled to chat with him again."Hey cocksucker” He said.“Hello Sir” i replied immediately adopting a submissive tone. “I bet you have been thinking about sucking me all the time” he said.“Yes Sir, I think about it in the supermarket and at work. I can’t help myself”“I guess...

A Different Kind Of Sherri To Taste

Thoughts of her kept returning to me, time and again. Here I was, married with three beautiful daughters and lusting after my own sister. She wasn't just any woman, mind you. She was an absolute beauty. She was perfect in every way. Her face was that of a porcelain doll, delicate and soft; her hair was dark and flowing, like shimmering silk; her body was slim and firm, the type of body that made you catch your breath and gasp from its radiance. Ever since laying eyes on her, she was a part...

A Matter of Taste

Okay, a little story with no sex- So sue me! Every morning he came in the front door of the diner looking dour and grumpy, at best only half awake. Every morning he said the exact same words, "Gimme a stack and a cuppa coffee." Always the same order every morning, five days a week. If the stool he normally sat at was occupied he chose the nearest empty one. Otherwise, no change, ever. Even the time he arrived, six thirty in the morning, never varied by more than a couple minutes. Good...

Lonely Twenties A New Taste

"Yeah I mean I will check to see what's up," said Kay, a bit exhausted."Careful, remember, he does get around and there is a reason for it," replied Brent, warning Kay."From what I hear, he only goes for white women so I'll be okay," said Kay."Yeah well, tastes change, you never know about guys like that," replied Brent."I'll be okay Brent, he is only a floor down in this apartment," said Kay, hanging up. Covered in sweat, Kay had just finished an intense workout and was going to...

Phoenixs first taste

Looking into the mirror, I noticed how pretty my body was. I wasn't ashamed of it. Years of dance had kept my stomach trim, hips curving in to my waist and my breasts, 34Ds, offering the lovely shape of my 5'8" figure. My skin was a beautiful olive colour I'd inherited from my mother, and surrounding my heart shaped face was a mass of dark, almost black hair. I took pride in every inch of myself, making sure it was all plucked, waxed and pruned to perfection. My chocolate toned eyes were...

SHE STILL LOVES THE TASTE

My wife Sarah due to poor health hasn,t fucked with me for sixteen years. It makes it tough as I still have sexual desires, the main reason I come on Hamster and surf the photos and videos And Of Course read the stories posted. The other morning I was in the middle of a self masturbation session viewing a hot video of a young blonde female gagging on heavy semen from a stiff cock and almost to the point of climax when suddenly a familiar voice intrrrupted mynthoughts and enjoyment: “What are...

Add Salt to Taste

Jasmine and Denny have the girly talk about their boyfriends wanting to move onto butt sex. In some beach-side ruins they have their first lesbian experience together and trust each other enough to have their sensitive arseholes explored very dirtily.We were walking along the track and then the beach near the designated coastal camping site. We both needed to get away from parents and from our younger bratty babyish male siblings. We needed girl time and to talk seriously about the guys in our...

First Taste

Mark had been awake for hours, had made coffee, and had spent sometime pondering the events of the last few weeks. Susan had opened herself up to new and exciting things he had never imagined she would be up for. Before he left their sex life had been good and he certainly had no cause for complaint, but since his return they were like young exploring teenagers. Mark couldn’t keep his hands off of Susan and vice versa. Any free moment they had was taken up by lovemaking fueled by sheer...

I Want to Give It a Taste

After hearing so many stories from men who get off on tasting other guys' come, I decided I'd see for myself what all those guys are talking about. I brought up the idea to my girlfriend Stephanie, who's pretty open-minded about things like that and anxious to experiment with our sex lives. We have what you might call a committed open relationship: We both date (and bed) other people, but we both check with each other when we want to make plans. If one of us wants to see the other on a...

Add Salt to Taste

Denny gave a gasp of surprise and then a deeper near pant as I seized the moment and spread her white bikini top outwards, then down, revealing her comely eye-catching boobs. We were walking along the track and then the beach near the designated coastal camping site. We both needed to get away from parents and from our younger bratty babyish male siblings. We needed girl time and to talk seriously about the guys in our lives. Would we keep them or move on to fresh hot bods at University? It was...

Bold tastes

he was tall, almost six foot, and very dark, he probably had some spanish blood in him. I had been admiring his silly attitude for weeks before this and found myself falling for a jock I had never liked a popular sports boys before my interests normally turned to the bad boys with piercings and leather wrapped around them. I had bold tastes for the invisible girl of the school, I was average height with dirty blond hair and big brown eyes that I had heard could be very scary looking when i'm...

feet a closer taste

friends he knew from an old neighborhood. They were all girls, go figure. The problem for me was that they were all 14 years old, just too young for my taste. They were fun to hang out with though. Being out of school for the summer and having my own wheels, I decided in my boredom to visit the girls on my own. Mary was out with her parents that day, leaving me with Nicole, Christine, and Janet and we played basketball outside for about two hours. Chris said that she was...

Taste

It's been sixteen long months since Paisley's husband passed away. A car accident had taken his life leaving Paisley with a large house and a lot of bills to take care of. Help came just in time as Paisley's funds were almost depleted. Most of the household furnishings had been sold off and she had been living in a near-empty house for quite a while. Luckily Paisley's best friend Amanda and Amanda's husband Jeff agreed to take her in while she attempted to rebuild her life.As Paisley began...

In need of the taste

As far back as I can remember I have longed to feel another mans cock. Being I am 40 now, that is at least 30 years of daydreaming on the daily of what a older mans cock would smell like, taste like, feel like an how the nerves alone would probably make me pour jizz all over the place. I spent my entire teens an 20’s cross dressing an praying a older masculine man would catch me through the windows and come in to offer me his man meat, dropping to my knees an allow me to learn how to properly...

First Shared Taste

Backstory: She was a nut-job. Absolute insane woman. But when she was in the mood, damn was it something euphoric... We no longer are in contact, but she's got the kind of pussy you could breathe in and taste for hours. It was addicting. During our last weeks together, we got a little drunk. We got a little closer than we've been for a while. But something was in the air. We were nearly salivating at the thought of burying ourselves into each other. She had long brown hair, a raspy voice,...

First Taste

It was New Years eve 2012. I was an over the road trucker cruising through Montgomery Alabama heading north on I-65. Was a couple hours ahead of schedule so in no real big hurry. The road was 3 lanes on each side and traffic was heavy. I was over in the granny lane taking my time watching all the office girls on their way home from work in their short skirts. What happens next is a lot more common than you may think. Seen it plenty of times over the years. A brown Jeep came slowly passing by....

First Taste

I was in my 40s before I finally got my lips wrapped around a cock. I was spending time with a much younger married couple and we had been having sex for a few months often the three of us together but occasionally just me and the wife, Anne. One morning I met Anne and she immediately sat on my face, grinding and riding my tongue hard. This was not too unusual, but it was quickly obvious to me that she was filled with her husband Bryan's, cum and was definitely enjoying feeding it to me. While...

A Taste

I am horny as can be. I was a late bloomer of sorts, but I had gone through enough puberty (and porn) to know that I was going along fine, and maybe even ahead of the game. Still, even my relationships and amazing video collection (seriously I have the best of all of my favorite types: young girls, cum, interracial, - I prefer ones I can relate to more) couldn't satisfy me fully. No matter how many times or how much I came, nothing could stem the blood that always seem to raise my cock to full...

First taste

I had been married for a few years, but the marriage had reallygone sour. My husband was more interested in outside activities,and reliving his teens, and while he was still interested inhaving sex with me, I knew that he was probably having an affair.That's when I met Rick. He was older -- and married. We talkeda lot. One day, my husband had managed to tick me off to thepoint where I was absolutely furious. I ran into Rick. Wetalked, and he listened to how pissed off I was. He...

Short taste

It was aching. Her pussy was aching for some good, old fashioned affection, and her tongue flexed across the roof of her mouth. Practicing for when she had the pair of pussy lips in front of her that belonged to the angel across the room. Jennifer could see from here the perfect little dimples squinting as the raven haired angel laughed. Her black locks hung in a contemporary style, not attention drawing, but that was the point. She was a treasure to be earned. She had a medium frame and mouth...

Your First Taste

When you walk in you are instructed to strip and drop to your knees as I hood, collar and gag you. I pull out the key to your cage and release your poor trapped cock as it slides out I blow creating a gentle breeze and tingle over it as I gently cup and caress your balls massaging them for the first touch of skin to skin contact they have felt in weeks….I fill the palm of my hands with a warm vanilla oil and the scent fills your lungs as you take a slow deep breath in while I slowly but firmly...

First taste

I was not foolish enough to think this was going to be easy. If it were easy I do not think I would be so attracted to her. I whispered in her ear low and sweet, “Josephine, my dear, you are almost burning hot. Is there something you want from me?” My heart was racing at this point, I was keeping everything cool and calm internally under the hood. I couldn't let it out yet. Not here, but I could play a bit. A little internal chuckle of intention escaped my lips. She was barely speaking, a...

The road to lesbianism my 2nd taste

This is a true story2 weeks after my crazy night with Maricruz I was aching for her to touch me agian. We had been sending each other dirty text and emails, and I couldn't stand being away from her. We made plans to meet up at the movies. It was the last week before "Zodiac" left the theaters. Oh how I love Jake Gyllenhaal. As we sat in this empty movie all I could think about was fucking her. I wanted her. I yearned for her. To touch her, and be touched by her. I wanted to have her clit in my...

My First Taste

I did something really filthy the other day that I thought I'd never do--I swallowed a guy's cum. It was salty, but not as bad as I thought it would be.I'm 21 years old and up until that moment, I'd always pulled my mouth away when I thought the guy was going to cum. Well, it always weirded me out, the thought of having something that came out of the end of a guy's dick squirt in my mouth.This time was different though. I was in a really naughty mood. The guy (Brian, a pal of one of my girl...

My first taste

Hi, this is Seema with a story for all gay lovers I got good response for my previous postings I hope you’ll enjoy and have a immediate jerk off after reading this. Send me your comments or wants see_ma_needsumthing.yahoo.co.in. The first time that I tasted a mouthful of male sperm was last summer. I have been a cross dresser for many years and had started to venture outside, always away from the public view. Usually in the woods or on a long since used back road. One afternoon last summer I...

Porn Trends