Ann Summers
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The Ann Summers Rep
In the UK we have a sex shop chain called Ann Summers. Reps from the shop will organise parties or visit groups to display and sell their wares. This is one such party.
The group referred to herein as ?Lynx? is a genuine group, primarily? cyber, set up by and run by the author. For the avoidance of doubt, only fully? consensual acts are ever condoned.
Celia lugged the two heavy suitcases up the path to the front door of the house . Normally she?d only have one suitcase but the host for this evening had specifically asked that she bring some ?more spicy? items in addition to the usual suitcase of erotic underwear and sex toys which filled the first suitcase.
First glance showed a very ordinary looking home in a leafy suburb of North London. Celia wondered if the other people in the street had any idea what would be going on in this house tonight. What would they think or do if they knew there was an Ann Summers party where ordinary suburban housewives in their ordinary suburban lives would giggle at, touch, and (she hoped) buy her ?adult? toys and clothing to liven up their sex lives.
Would they be appalled ? Would they join in ? One of the things she found most interesting about this job, which she?d had for only two months, was you never quite knew who would be behind that door ! The parties were women only, so that was fixed, but you met some strange people on this beat !
She pushed her long blonde hair from her pretty face.
One ring of the bell
The door opened, a tall blonde with a substantial cleavage opened the door. Sound of talk and laughter from somewhere in the back of the house suggested the party had already started.
?I?m Celia, the Ann Summers rep?
?Fantastic, you?re right on time, my name?s Chloe? said the blonde as she ushered Celia in to the house and took her coat.
?Please come through?
Chloe led Celia into a large room with well, I guess you?d have to say, typical suburban furniture and fittings. Floral curtains, large generous sofas and some scatter cushions on the floor.
?Girls, let me introduce Celia, who is an Ann Summers rep? said the now beaming Chloe.
On and around the scatter cushions sat five attractive women, whom Chloe introduced in turn.
?This is Christine? - a slightly overweight brunette waved a hand in Celia?s direction
?This is Jenny? ? a red-head waved back
?Over there by the window we have Ann and Pat? ? two attractive blondes sang in unison, ?Hi there !?
?And here is Linda? ? a small slightly shy looking brunette with short hair nodded back.
?So girls? continued Chloe, ?I asked Celia to bring some ?extra special? things tonight so Celia let me fix you a drink and we can start?
?I?ll just have water if that?s OK? said Celia ?I?m driving?
As Chloe went off to fetch Celia?s drink Celia wondered with just six people would she make enough money tonight to make it worth her while. And they didn?t exactly look like big spenders either. A particularly attractive group of women though, she noted.
Chloe pranced back into the room bearing a full glass of water.
?Maybe we start off slow and work our way to the ?special items? suggested Chloe
?OK by me? replied Celia as she opened the first (and her usual) suitcase to reveal an array of sexy underwear and toys, including vibrators, creams and oils, and even chocolate penises !
The items were passed around with interest but not with huge enthusiasm and after 15 minutes of banter from Celia and examining of objects by the group there was no sign of a sale. Celia was in despair, she?d driven 40 miles for this ?gig? and didn?t want to leave empty handed.
At the next offer of drinks, Celia accepted a glass of red wine ? she needed it !
?OK, let?s move to the next suitcase? suggested Celia and all eyes were suddenly fixed on her.
Following prior discussions with Chloe, who?d organised this little ?get-together? Celia had packed the second suitcase with bondage paraphernalia, rope, gags, cuffs of all shapes and sizes. This was why her load was so heavy this evening.
She started passing items round and there was excited chatter as the women examined her stock of BDSM equipment.
?Can we try some of them out? Linda raised her voice above the chatter. Linda was actually the last person Celia expected to lead the suggestion.
?I guess so, as long as we clean items before I re-pack them? said Celia, not terribly keen on anyone trying out a gag, covering it with saliva, then putting it back in her box of tricks.
?Who can I try these cuffs on ??? - Pat, one of the two blondes sat together asked.
No takers
?Come on girls? chimed in Chloe, ?are we up for buying this stuff or not ??
Still no takers, a few pursed lips maybe
?Look, if it helps break the ice I?ll try them on? Celia, now desperate to get to a sale, was about to break all the rules reps are taught when they go out on the road. But with a group like this , shy as they were, what was the worst that could happen ?
Pat took the cuffs, leather with small padlocks on each wrist and fastened Celia?s hands tightly behind her back with them.
?Hang on, hands in front only? said Celia.
?How about trying a gag now? said Ann, interrupting Celia?s chain of thought and speech.
?Wait a minute??no !? ? As Pat held Celia?s upper torso, Ann expertly pushed a large red rubber ball into Celia complaining mouth and strapped it in place behind her head.
As this was happening, cuffs were being applied to Celia?s ankles by the other women so that in an instant she was tightly bound and gagged.
Chloe rolled Celia over on to her front and expertly pulled her ankles up to her bound wrists and secured her in a restrictive hogtie.
?There, that should keep you quiet and calm?
At that moment the doorbell rang. It was 8 pm
?Bang on time ? said Chloe.
Chloe left the room to answer the door and returned with five men, who?s attention was immediately drawn to Celia, bound and helpless in the middle of the room.
?Well, well? said one of the men, nice work girls !
Chloe turned to the helpless Celia
?We girls are going out to party until the early hours, we?ll leave you in the capable hands of these gentlemen, who have a party of their own in mind ! ?
With that the women filed out of the room and left the house with a slam of the front door leaving Celia helpless with five men grinning ear to ear thinking about what was to come?
9 pm
After a few drinks and some rough fondling of Celia?s breasts the men had secured her in a terrifying position. They had slowly fondled and stripped her and cut away any remaining clothing with scissors and knives while she was helplessly hogtied. She was now bound tightly with rope to a drinks trolley. Her upper torso lying on the base of the trolley underneath the upper shelf of the trolley which held the drinks. Her wrists were bound to the two front legs of the trolley at about head height and her legs were attached at the ankles to the two rear legs of the trolley. Her head was roped into position at the level of the upper tray of the trolley, in other words she was exposed like a figurehead on a ship but on a wheeled trolley instead. Most importantly her head was presented at groin height for the men and her limbs were secured so they could not impede access to her face. Her mouth was held wide open by a huge ring gag made of a metal ring wrapped around with leather.
The lead man spoke ? You will be our sex slave for several hours, this first position is to enable you to service our needs for blow jobs for the first hour or so. But first we?ll help ourselves to drinks from the trolley which means we don?t need you beautiful mouth just yet?
With that he produced a robber penis attached to a leather strap.
?Open wide ! Oh, I see you have already (laughter amongst the men). He pushed the 4 inch long , 1 inch across rubber cock deep into her mouth through the hole in the ring gag and secured it tightly behind her head using the leather strap. She gagged through reflex.
?Relax baby, it will be the real thing soon?
The men wheeled the trolley around from one to the other while they helped themselves to a couple of rounds of drinks.
?Time for some mouth action? said one.
The rubber cock was unfastened and pulled out and the first cock rammed into her throat, she was then passed around nonchalantly with the trolley as if they were just helping themselves to drinks. But each ?stop? resulted in another erect cock shoved into her mouth and a throatfull of ejaculated semen to swallow. The gag made it impossible for her to control the depth each cock was pushed in to and several times she almost vomited as it hit the back of her throat. After a while, the men stopped and disappeared out of the room.
10 pm
Celia was untied and bundled off the trolley. Her hands and arms were pulled tightly behind her and secured with a leather single sleeve arm-binder which one of the men produced from a bag. This held not only her wrists but also her elbows touching and the effort made her breasts thrust out in front of her. She was led, bound and still gagged into the hallway where a rope was passed through a metal ring at the wrist end of the arm-binder and while she was tightly held by two of the men, a third man, by climbing the stairs, hooked the other end of the rope into a metal hook on the ceiling.
The rope was then pulled hard, raising her arms high and straight out behind her, thrusting her head forward as her hands were raised higher. She could feel a spreader bar being attached between her ankles and this further unbalanced her. She was now in an excruciating position, arms pinioned together and attached to the ceiling, legs spread wide, with her face about two feet from the floor and still of course, gagged.
She realised all three orifices were readily available to the men and as she considered this she felt a huge erect cock penetrate her vagina ? doggy style? The man was roughly pummelling her ass with the palms of his hands as he thrust in and out. She made whatever sound she could through the gag, but even this release was cut off when a? second man thrust his cock into her forced-open mouth. The two men rode her in tandem, almost in synchrony, until first one man was replaced, then another. Her mouth was constantly occupied, behind her, her anus and vagina seemed to be used in equal measure according to each man?s preferences. After about an hour, everything stopped and she wondered what was coming next.
11pm
She had been retied on one of the large king size beds in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Her body was spreadeagled, wrists attached by rope to the two top bedposts, but instead of attaching her ankles to the two bottom legs, they were attached to the sides of the bed. This left her legs spread almost in the ?splits? position, with her pussy exposed more than ever before.
The ring gag was removed and one of the men attending to her spoke ?We don?t need your mouth for this part so we?ll just make sure no noise comes out of it?. With that he stuffed an enormous ball of cloth deep into her mouth. This pushed out her cheeks like a balloon. Her lips were sealed with several pieces of duct tape. An elasticated bandage was then wrapped over the tape, further constricting her face and mouth and closing down almost all noise from her. Finally, more duct tape was wrapped over the whole thing to produce a tightly packed and thoroughly sealed package.
They left her like that for what seemed ages, only the sound of clinking bottles and men?s laughter coming from below.
At last the men appeared. Each was holding two items from her suitcase of toys downstairs. In one hand, a vibrator of some kind. In the other , either a whip or a paddle.
?Now, sweetheart, time for some pain I?m afraid. ?
At that the men took it in turns to whip and pummel her with their implements. They paired up so that there was always someone teasing or penetrating her with a vibrator, while his partner beat her with a whip or paddle. After an hour or more of this she was in agony, but had come many times.
Each man then took it in turn to fuck her one last time as she lay helpless and crying softly on the bed before each in turn moved off downstairs.
It was now the early hours and she could hear the women returning.
Much laughter again.
Footsteps coming up the stairs.
Chloe.
Chloe admired Celia?s body up and down. She was clearly drunk. She pulled up her skirt, pulled off her panties and jumping on the bed, thrust her pussy in Celia?s face. She ripped away at the multiple layers of the gag and when she had freely available mouth she pushed her pussy into Celia?s mouth. ?Lick me bitch or you won?t get out of here tonight?. Celia obliged, considering what she?s already suffered this evening this was nothing. Chloe, clearly turned on massively, came repeatedly within minutes, removed herself and headed downstairs.
Minutes later the sound of a man?s footsteps.
?Sorry about that, that doesn?t normally happen, guess she couldn?t resist?
Celia was unfastened, hoisted off the bed and offered her clothes.
?Get dressed, your suitcases have been packed and put in your car, I?m taking you home?
As they slipped down the stairs and out the front door the assembled group of men and women were slowly filing out of the door in ones and twos.
They got into her car
He drove
He seemed to know her address. She sat silently and exhausted. He stopped outside her house and turned to her
?What happens next is your call, go to the police if you want, you?ll have to explain what happened and we?ll all state that you were a willing participant. After all, you were the one that first offered yourself to be tied. To have all the girls testifying against you as well, what chance do you think you?ve got of anyone believing you ? But like I said it?s your call. Think it over?
With that he opened the door but before she stepped out he added ?If you choose not to report this, and I really would advise you not to, you can either forget it or get back in touch. Here?s a card with an untraceable cell phone number on it. Call if you want to talk. What you may not know is all the women there tonight started out as victims like you, but came round to our way of thinking in the end. We are a rich group of men who pay for these women to enjoy themselves on occasions and in return they help us out from time to time. We are a select group of men interested in sexual BDSM called Lynx. Think about where you want to take this ?
With that he exited the car and jumped into a black limousine which had followed them from the original house and left.
One month later
Carrie pulled into the car park of the hotel near Heathrow airport. Carrie was an escort who specialised in businessmen staying in these hotels away from home on short ?business? trips. Only part of the world knew these hotels were over-run with escorts like her. This would be an unusual assignment though. Two women who wanted a threesome with hints they may want some submissive roleplay from Carrie. Oh well, might be fun.
Carrie knew the concierge in this hotel since he got regular kick-backs from her and some of the other girls.
No acknowledgement passed between them though even though their eyes met.
She headed directly for the elevator and thumbed the button for the fourth floor. Room 423.
She knocked on the door.
The door opened slowly
?Hi, you must be Carrie, come in. I?m Celia, it?s great you could make it at such short notice. We?ve been looking forward to this all day?
The door of room 423 closed softly behind her.
The
Ann Summers Rep
In
the UK we have a sex shop chain called Ann Summers. Reps from the shop will
organise parties or visit groups to display and sell their wares. This is one
such party.
The
group referred to herein as ?Lynx? is a genuine
group, primarily? cyber,
set up by and run by the author. For the avoidance of doubt, only fully? consensual acts
are ever condoned.
Celia lugged the two heavy suitcases up the path to the front door of the house . Normally she?d only have one suitcase but the host for this evening had specifically asked that she bring some ?more spicy? items in addition to the usual suitcase of erotic underwear and sex toys which filled the first suitcase.
First glance showed a very ordinary looking home in a leafy suburb of North London. Celia wondered if the other people in the street had any idea what would be going on in this house tonight. What would they think or do if they knew there was an Ann Summers party where ordinary suburban housewives in their ordinary suburban lives would giggle at, touch, and (she hoped) buy her ?adult? toys and clothing to liven up their sex lives.
Would they be appalled ? Would they join in ? One of the things she found most interesting about this job, which she?d had for only two months, was you never quite knew who would be behind that door ! The parties were women only, so that was fixed, but you met some strange people on this beat !
She pushed her long blonde hair from her pretty face.
One ring of the bell
The door opened, a tall blonde with a substantial cleavage opened the door. Sound of talk and laughter from somewhere in the back of the house suggested the party had already started.
?I?m Celia, the Ann Summers rep?
?Fantastic, you?re right on time, my name?s Chloe? said the blonde as she ushered Celia in to the house and took her coat.
?Please come through?
Chloe led Celia into a large room with well, I guess you?d have to say, typical suburban furniture and fittings. Floral curtains, large generous sofas and some scatter cushions on the floor.
?Girls, let me introduce Celia, who is an Ann Summers rep? said the now beaming Chloe.
On and around the scatter cushions sat five attractive women, whom Chloe introduced in turn.
?This is Christine? - a slightly overweight brunette waved a hand in Celia?s direction
?This is Jenny? ? a red-head waved back
?Over there by the window we have Ann and Pat? ? two attractive blondes sang in unison, ?Hi there !?
?And here is Linda? ? a small slightly shy looking brunette with short hair nodded back.
?So girls? continued Chloe, ?I asked Celia to bring some ?extra special? things tonight so Celia let me fix you a drink and we can start?
?I?ll just have water if that?s OK? said Celia ?I?m driving?
As Chloe went off to fetch Celia?s drink Celia wondered with just six people would she make enough money tonight to make it worth her while. And they didn?t exactly look like big spenders either. A particularly attractive group of women though, she noted.
Chloe pranced back into the room bearing a full glass of water.
?Maybe we start off slow and work our way to the ?special items? suggested Chloe
?OK by me? replied Celia as she opened the first (and her usual) suitcase to reveal an array of sexy underwear and toys, including vibrators, creams and oils, and even chocolate penises !
The items were passed around with interest but not with huge enthusiasm and after 15 minutes of banter from Celia and examining of objects by the group there was no sign of a sale. Celia was in despair, she?d driven 40 miles for this ?gig? and didn?t want to leave empty handed.
At the next offer of drinks, Celia accepted a glass of red wine ? she needed it !
?OK, let?s move to the next suitcase? suggested Celia and all eyes were suddenly fixed on her.
Following prior discussions with Chloe, who?d organised this little ?get-together? Celia had packed the second suitcase with bondage paraphernalia, rope, gags, cuffs of all shapes and sizes. This was why her load was so heavy this evening.
She started passing items round and there was excited chatter as the women examined her stock of BDSM equipment.
?Can we try some of them out? Linda raised her voice above the chatter. Linda was actually the last person Celia expected to lead the suggestion.
?I guess so, as long as we clean items before I re-pack them? said Celia, not terribly keen on anyone trying out a gag, covering it with saliva, then putting it back in her box of tricks.
?Who can I try these cuffs on ??? - Pat, one of the two blondes sat together asked.
No takers
?Come on girls? chimed in Chloe, ?are we up for buying this stuff or not ??
Still no takers, a few pursed lips maybe
?Look, if it helps break the ice I?ll try them on? Celia, now desperate to get to a sale, was about to break all the rules reps are taught when they go out on the road. But with a group like this , shy as they were, what was the worst that could happen ?
Pat took the cuffs, leather with small padlocks on each wrist and fastened Celia?s hands tightly behind her back with them.
?Hang on, hands in front only? said Celia.
?How about trying a gag now? said Ann, interrupting Celia?s chain of thought and speech.
?Wait a minute??no !? ? As Pat held Celia?s upper torso, Ann expertly pushed a large red rubber ball into Celia complaining mouth and strapped it in place behind her head.
As this was happening, cuffs were being applied to Celia?s ankles by the other women so that in an instant she was tightly bound and gagged.
Chloe rolled Celia over on to her front and expertly pulled her ankles up to her bound wrists and secured her in a restrictive hogtie.
?There, that should keep you quiet and calm?
At that moment the doorbell rang. It was 8 pm
?Bang on time ? said Chloe.
Chloe left the room to answer the door and returned with five men, who?s attention was immediately drawn to Celia, bound and helpless in the middle of the room.
?Well, well? said one of the men, nice work girls !
Chloe turned to the helpless Celia
?We girls are going out to party until the early hours, we?ll leave you in the capable hands of these gentlemen, who have a party of their own in mind ! ?
With that the women filed out of the room and left the house with a slam of the front door leaving Celia helpless with five men grinning ear to ear thinking about what was to come?
9 pm
After a few drinks and some rough fondling of Celia?s breasts the men had secured her in a terrifying position. They had slowly fondled and stripped her and cut away any remaining clothing with scissors and knives while she was helplessly hogtied. She was now bound tightly with rope to a drinks trolley. Her upper torso lying on the base of the trolley underneath the upper shelf of the trolley which held the drinks. Her wrists were bound to the two front legs of the trolley at about head height and her legs were attached at the ankles to the two rear legs of the trolley. Her head was roped into position at the level of the upper tray of the trolley, in other words she was exposed like a figurehead on a ship but on a wheeled trolley instead. Most importantly her head was presented at groin height for the men and her limbs were secured so they could not impede access to her face. Her mouth was held wide open by a huge ring gag made of a metal ring wrapped around with leather.
The lead man spoke ? You will be our sex slave for several hours, this first position is to enable you to service our needs for blow jobs for the first hour or so. But first we?ll help ourselves to drinks from the trolley which means we don?t need you beautiful mouth just yet?
With that he produced a robber penis attached to a leather strap.
?Open wide ! Oh, I see you have already (laughter amongst the men). He pushed the 4 inch long , 1 inch across rubber cock deep into her mouth through the hole in the ring gag and secured it tightly behind her head using the leather strap. She gagged through reflex.
?Relax baby, it will be the real thing soon?
The men wheeled the trolley around from one to the other while they helped themselves to a couple of rounds of drinks.
?Time for some mouth action? said one.
The rubber cock was unfastened and pulled out and the first cock rammed into her throat, she was then passed around nonchalantly with the trolley as if they were just helping themselves to drinks. But each ?stop? resulted in another erect cock shoved into her mouth and a throatfull of ejaculated semen to swallow. The gag made it impossible for her to control the depth each cock was pushed in to and several times she almost vomited as it hit the back of her throat. After a while, the men stopped and disappeared out of the room.
10
pm
Celia was untied and bundled off the trolley. Her hands and arms were pulled tightly behind her and secured with a leather single sleeve arm-binder which one of the men produced from a bag. This held not only her wrists but also her elbows touching and the effort made her breasts thrust out in front of her. She was led, bound and still gagged into the hallway where a rope was passed through a metal ring at the wrist end of the arm-binder and while she was tightly held by two of the men, a third man, by climbing the stairs, hooked the other end of the rope into a metal hook on the ceiling.
The rope was then pulled hard, raising her arms high and straight out behind her, thrusting her head forward as her hands were raised higher. She could feel a spreader bar being attached between her ankles and this further unbalanced her. She was now in an excruciating position, arms pinioned together and attached to the ceiling, legs spread wide, with her face about two feet from the floor and still of course, gagged.
She realised all three orifices were readily available to the men and as she considered this she felt a huge erect cock penetrate her vagina ? doggy style? The man was roughly pummelling her ass with the palms of his hands as he thrust in and out. She made whatever sound she could through the gag, but even this release was cut off when a? second man thrust his cock into her forced-open mouth. The two men rode her in tandem, almost in synchrony, until first one man was replaced, then another. Her mouth was constantly occupied, behind her, her anus and vagina seemed to be used in equal measure according to each man?s preferences. After about an hour, everything stopped and she wondered what was coming next.
11pm
She had been retied on one of the large king size beds in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Her body was spreadeagled, wrists attached by rope to the two top bedposts, but instead of attaching her ankles to the two bottom legs, they were attached to the sides of the bed. This left her legs spread almost in the ?splits? position, with her pussy exposed more than ever before.
The ring gag was removed and one of the men attending to her spoke ?We don?t need your mouth for this part so we?ll just make sure no noise comes out of it?. With that he stuffed an enormous ball of cloth deep into her mouth. This pushed out her cheeks like a balloon. Her lips were sealed with several pieces of duct tape. An elasticated bandage was then wrapped over the tape, further constricting her face and mouth and closing down almost all noise from her. Finally, more duct tape was wrapped over the whole thing to produce a tightly packed and thoroughly sealed package.
They left her like that for what seemed ages, only the sound of clinking bottles and men?s laughter coming from below.
At last the men appeared. Each was holding two items from her suitcase of toys downstairs. In one hand, a vibrator of some kind. In the other , either a whip or a paddle.
?Now, sweetheart, time for some pain I?m afraid. ?
At that the men took it in turns to whip and pummel her with their implements. They paired up so that there was always someone teasing or penetrating her with a vibrator, while his partner beat her with a whip or paddle. After an hour or more of this she was in agony, but had come many times.
Each man then took it in turn to fuck her one last time as she lay helpless and crying softly on the bed before each in turn moved off downstairs.
It was now the early hours and she could hear the women returning.
Much laughter again.
Footsteps coming up the stairs.
Chloe.
Chloe admired Celia?s body up and down. She was clearly drunk. She pulled up her skirt, pulled off her panties and jumping on the bed, thrust her pussy in Celia?s face. She ripped away at the multiple layers of the gag and when she had freely available mouth she pushed her pussy into Celia?s mouth. ?Lick me bitch or you won?t get out of here tonight?. Celia obliged, considering what she?s already suffered this evening this was nothing. Chloe, clearly turned on massively, came repeatedly within minutes, removed herself and headed downstairs.
Minutes later the sound of a man?s footsteps.
?Sorry about that, that doesn?t normally happen, guess she couldn?t resist?
Celia was unfastened, hoisted off the bed and offered her clothes.
?Get dressed, your suitcases have been packed and put in your car, I?m taking you home?
As they slipped down the stairs and out the front door the assembled group of men and women were slowly filing out of the door in ones and twos.
They got into her car
He drove
He seemed to know her address. She sat silently and exhausted. He stopped outside her house and turned to her
?What happens next is your call, go to the police if you want, you?ll have to explain what happened and we?ll all state that you were a willing participant. After all, you were the one that first offered yourself to be tied. To have all the girls testifying against you as well, what chance do you think you?ve got of anyone believing you ? But like I said it?s your call. Think it over?
With that he opened the door but before she stepped out he added ?If you choose not to report this, and I really would advise you not to, you can either forget it or get back in touch. Here?s a card with an untraceable cell phone number on it. Call if you want to talk. What you may not know is all the women there tonight started out as victims like you, but came round to our way of thinking in the end. We are a rich group of men who pay for these women to enjoy themselves on occasions and in return they help us out from time to time. We are a select group of men interested in sexual BDSM called Lynx. Think about where you want to take this ?
With that he exited the car and jumped into a black limousine which had followed them from the original house and left.
Carrie pulled into the car park of the hotel near Heathrow airport. Carrie was an escort who specialised in businessmen staying in these hotels away from home on short ?business? trips. Only part of the world knew these hotels were over-run with escorts like her. This would be an unusual assignment though. Two women who wanted a threesome with hints they may want some submissive roleplay from Carrie. Oh well, might be fun.
Carrie knew the concierge in this hotel since he got regular kick-backs from her and some of the other girls.
No acknowledgement passed between them though even though their eyes met.
She headed directly for the elevator and thumbed the button for the fourth floor. Room 423.
She knocked on the door.
The door opened slowly
?Hi, you must be Carrie, come in. I?m Celia, it?s great you could make it at such short notice. We?ve been looking forward to this all day?
The door of room 423 closed softly behind her.
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DANNA Our eighteenth birthday party on January eighteen was in full swing. The holidays had just ended and we had just gotten a good start on the second semester of our senior year in high school. The Saturday afternoon was cold and snowy outside, but warm and cozy inside in our basement rec. room. With six gorgeous senior girls in addition to my beautiful twin sister, Deanna, my male testosterone level was elevated, to say the least. Their six dates weren't too impressed with the way the...
Ann finally realized she had been laying there till almost noon. The whole ordeal was over within a few hours. But her body still screamed for release. She had held her orgasm back so long, to keep her little body receptive to all the fucking, that now she yearned for a true climax. But how could she achieve it now with all the beasts gone? She thought about her manufactured cock and knot veggies back at home, but that would take too long of a walk. Then she thought about the empty wine...
Savannah and her husband had been married for twenty years. They always had a great sex life, but for the past few years her husband suffered with erectile dysfunction. This put a damper in their sex life and left Savannah aching to be pleased sexually.He pleased her orally, but she just wished to have marathon sex sessions. She begged her husband to get Viagra. Sometimes he’d get it, but not all the time. When he did take the pills, their sex life was amazing. However, he didn't get them that...
Monster SexThis is fiction but, it was inspired by real events. Jack was between jobs and spent the summer of 1992 with his Dad in his house on a lake in upstate New York. His n**ce Ann was living with her Gr****d for a year to get away from her batshit crazy mother. Ann was fif***n with beautiful eyes, brown hair, sweet lips, and strong shapely legs. Jack hadn’t lived there in fifteen years and all his friends had left town so he and Ann spent the most days hanging out on the shore in hammocks,...
Savannah and her husband had been married for twenty years. They always had a great sex life, but for the past few years her husband suffered with erectile dysfunction. This put a damper in their sex life and left Savannah aching to be pleased sexually. He pleased her orally, but she just wished to have marathon sex sessions. She begged her husband to get Viagra. Sometimes he’d get it, but not all the time. When he did take the pills, their sex life was amazing. However, he didn’t get them...
Father Mike and Sister Ann , had been exchanging glances, for many months now. As they passed in the hall, as they went for Vespers, all the time the room was charged with energy. Sister Ann would sometimes blush, after talking with Father Mike. She was sure that her sisters in the faith could tell. They were both aching for each other. It was wrong, so very wrong. Could they even be forgiven?? Sister Ann, had waited until everyone was a asleep, and snuck to the bathroom where she would rub her...
Brent worked as a Financial Manager for United Investments for several years. He was married to De Ann, a knock out. Brent was 34; De Ann was 33 and only 5 foot tall with long brown hair and hazel eyes. Brent loved De Ann's breasts, a perfect 36C, but he thought her best quality was her firm ass.Although Brent thought De Ann had a great, near-perfect body, her lack of confidence in her appearance resulted in a very conservative dress. This lack of confidence in her appearance also frustrated...
The morning after Jim and Vicky's wedding Ann woke lying across her bed. She was still dressed in the same clothes she had worn to their surprise reception. It had killed her to sit outside in her cold car all alone and listen to the party within the VFW hall. That she had brought all this loneliness and ostracism on herself was almost too heavy a burden for her to bear. Many times over the past months she had considered just packing up and moving away in disgrace like Brice had done. She...
Ann Alder put her viola in its case with a sigh.. “Oh am I bushed,” she thought. “Won’t it feel great when I get to my massueuse in 20 minutes’ drive? This rehearsal has been super and we’re certainly ready for the big concert tomorrown night, but the concentration has tightened me up phenomen-ally; only Dr. Davies’ trained fingers will be able to bring me back to my normal relaxed happy state!” Norman Dalley, Arnold Steinam and Michael Arbor,...
My wife Ann and I are in are early fifties, and are a bit on the adventurous side when it comes to sex. We had done things that would surprise many and about five years ago I shared my wife Ann with an old college buddy of mine. Greg had some time off and decided to come to town for a visit. I hadn’t seen him since his divorce a few years back, and the three of us had a great time together. We had been living it up one night while playing several games of pool downstairs in our finished...
MILFJohn was broad shouldered but slim, not much fat evident. His hair was an indeterminate color between red and blonde and brown, cut short enough to keep out of his eyes, which were a different color depending on the season (currently it was springtime, so they were a grey-green). Today, he arrived at his new home, his truck loaded with boxes. Across the road, an SUV pulled into the last house on that side's driveway, and a pair of women a little bit older than him got out, one with short...
My wife Ann had just turned fifty-one, and we recently celebrated our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. We are your typical middle class family with kids off to college, and dreams of retirement someday. Over the last few years I had become fascinated with the idea of sharing Ann with another man. I went to great lengths to talk her into it, and after several years of trying she finally relented to the idea of offering herself to another man after an innocent incident in the park one afternoon....
MILFIt had been earlier this year when my wife Ann went back to college after nearly thirty years. She had just changed jobs inside the company that she had been with for more than twenty two years, and needed a special certification for her new job promotion. It was a huge a huge opportunity for her, and she had been trying for this promotion for the past few years. She had to attend a night class once a week at a local university not too far from where we live. Ann was a bit uncertain about going...
MILFIt was now spring 1970 and Clare had just moved to a new home in the small rural town of Dunghill where she was the assistant manager in an agricultural machinery firm selling tractors and other items to farmers and servicing them. One day she went out to a farm nearby to drop of a brochure for combine harvesters. At the farm she pulled up in her blue Mini and watched a farmhand carry a freshly slaughtered Southdown ewe to an outbuilding to be butchered. Clare was met by Ann who was standing by...
One spring day in 1922 Ann closed up the shop where she worked. She was keen to run her own shop but it would be a several years before a legacy from an aged aunt would allow her to do this. For the time being, aged just 20, she continued to learn the ropes from Mr and Mrs Hunter.The next day she was closing up again but this time Mr and Mr Hunter were present. They called Ann to the storeroom at the back of the shop.Ann entered and closed the door.“Now, Ann, last night you forgot to lock the...
She had taken the vibrator and egg along with some of the sexy panties and bras. On Wednesday she had a afternoon break which she always spent in the library and this is where she was going to try the egg. She had put it in after lunch and had walked around with it deep inside her pussy with the wire running up across her clit and the control tucked into the waist band of the skirt. She wore a very suggestive smile on her face as she walked down the hall to the library. As soon as she was...
It's early AM Friday. Dutch moved stealthy under the covers until he reached Rosa's cunt. As he began to lick her she angrily shoved his head away. "Maybe later, Dutch, not now. My clit is so sore, so tender and sensitive that I'll go right through the roof if you try to eat me right now. I promise you can suck your come out of me later. Now go back to sleep. Dream about Ann for a while." "Well I can't help it, baby, I'm too fucking horny to sleep and I've got this hardon that...
Recovering from my accident took a long time. It was frustrating because I’ve always made a point of keeping fit and here I was barely able to move. I spent many hours with the physiotherapist. She seemed to take an almost sadistic pleasure in making me find the re-use of my body. But eventually my sessions with her were over. She only had some parting advice to give me, namely that I should enroll in a dance or stretching class to continue to improve my flexibility. She gave me the...
Ann was a beautiful brunette with large hazel eyes, perfect smile and a body to die for. She had large firm breasts with a cleavage so inciting you wanted to kiss her and bring her great sexual pleasure just by looking into her eyes.Ann had a look that would follow you into your dreams. The only problem was that Ann knew it! Ann would tease and bring you right up to the point of thinking, just maybe she will let me into her world with great kisses and the promise of better things to come.One...
Introduction: I finally remember where I know Jack from, HELL. The Story of Ann Chapter 5 They Call me Jack I followed Jack outside not knowing why he wanted to talk to me. I hoped it was not to ask me out as if he did I was going to refuse. I had learned my lesson after going through three husbands since I was seventeen. There was something about him and it troubled me in a way. I felt I knew him from somewhere I just could not remember. Jack took me over to his truck where Frank was...
Her father had missed her birthday again being out of the country on something to do with his work and she knew he wouldn't be home for another month, if then. He did call to wish her a happy birthday but as soon as he had told her that asked for Debbie so Ann barely knew he had called. She hated his job because he was always gone for months at a time. She knew as a diplomat it was what he did but not having him around meant Debbie was in charge and she treated her like she was her little...
It has been nearly thirty years to the day that I first met my wife Ann. We met through a good friend of mine who had been dating her sister at the time. Ann had just gotten out of college and had little in the way of dating experience. I was eighteen months older than her and hadn’t done much in the way of dating myself over the past few years. Ann had been the first girl I had ever fallen for, and we seemed to hit off almost immediately. We dated for nearly three years before finally getting...
Wife Lovershe Meeting"Ummmm, Mark.....?""Yes, Becca?""Before you meet my mother there is something that you need to know...""....and that is?...""She is not your average person.""Well, neither am I!"We both laughed at my big cock joke."No...I mean it. My mother is...is a...well, she...""Cat got your tongue, almost wife?""Not cat but you are close. Pussy is more like it.""There is only one pussy that I am concerned about this evening, Becca." and I gave her upper thigh a squeeze then watched my fiancee...
"Oh god darling, at little deeper pleasssse."Doug has been holding back, teasing my pussy! Then he thrusts deeper into me, the feeling of his stiff shaft penetrating my very wet vagina is overwhelming and I cum and so does he. I feel his hot ejaculations into my pussy.Doug pushes my legs back towards my ears to fully expose my cunt to his attentions. I want max penetration this time. he thrusts deep, deep into me! I feel the tip of his cock brushing against my cervix, and it again is too much....
As Ann continued to relax at the ranch, her thoughts kept coming back to the past days events. Her sexual appetite had soared from the gang type rape endured by the dog pack. Her pussy and asshole seemed alive with a new realization of her body’s needs. She loved fucking! But not just by anyone, but the raw savage animal instinct she had out in the woods. It was pure fucking at its best. No wining and dining. No drama or the nasty rumors she had heard of so much in school of the girls who...
John Dawes stood on the Park's front porch in the waning light of day, trying to summon the courage to knock. For weeks he had avoided them. After Mary-Ann and Rhonda had told him to go and find a girlfriend, so he could be in a relationship instead of fucking around with his neighbors, melancholy, and then outright depession had come over him like a fog. He knew he had caught feelings after having sex with them and attempting to help them conceive, so he had tried to ignore his neighbors...
Introduction: Three men enter my live. How will each of them hurt me? The Story of Ann Chapter 4: How to Hate Men without Really Trying Rick came over for dinner that Sunday night and he made a good impression on both grandma and on Frank. He was polite and kind even helping grandma with the dishes. Rick also found out that I had a child. He seemed not to be concerned about it. He even picked Michelle up and held her. Michelle just stared at him then looked to me as she held out her arms and...
I followed Jack outside not knowing why he wanted to talk to me. I hoped it was not to ask me out as if he did I was going to refuse. I had learned my lesson after going through three husbands since I was seventeen. There was something about him and it troubled me in a way. I felt I knew him from somewhere I just could not remember. Jack took me over to his truck where Frank was standing and Jack said, “Ann, I want you to have this truck.” “I couldn’t Jack,” I replied. “I only want...
The Orientation of Kelly Ann Black At the end of his day, it was a tired Jason that made his way home. As he walked up his walk, he noticed a cute, young, petite, dark haired girl sitting on his porch. “I'll bet you are the lovely Ms. Kelly Ann Black.” “Yes Sir. Please call me Ann. Dean Malcomb sent me here for orientation. I don't understand why. I've already been through the university's orientation class.” “That's fine Ann, but my orientation is a bit different. You...
Rick came over for dinner that Sunday night and he made a good impression on both grandma and on Frank. He was polite and kind even helping grandma with the dishes. Rick also found out that I had a child. He seemed not to be concerned about it. He even picked Michelle up and held her. Michelle just stared at him then looked to me as she held out her arms and said, “MAMA.” After dinner was over and the dishes done grandma, suggested Rick and I go for a walk around the ranch. She told me she...
. Negro Reparations MOVEMENT according to Ms ANNOct 14 15 16 in Washington DC was the site of the MILLION MORE Rally, where 1 million Black men rallied in DC to petition the Government for Reparations due to 400 years of Slavery. Characters MR John Hanover, 62 His Grand Dad own a SOUTHERN insurance company that insured Black slave MRS ANN DOW Hanover Blonde Hair 49 yr, 5ft 8 170 lbs 42FF 38 40. Her Family made a future from selling slaves in the Deep South. Leroy. 20 yr, Young Black college...
Introduction: The sibling teens go out on a date William and Ann Chapter 6 Saturday morning arrived and the kids were eager to get started on their official first date. Larry gave Ann $200 in cash and William $30. He told them to spend it wisely and enjoy their outing. Hed be waiting at home anxious to see what she got. Ann gave him a hug and kiss on his mouth. Larry, not wanting to waste the moment, returned the hug and gave her a little more than a fatherly kiss in return as his lips opened...
Chapter 6 Saturday morning arrived and the kids were eager to get started on their official first date. Larry gave Ann $200 in cash and William $30. He told them to spend it wisely and enjoy their outing. He’d be waiting at home anxious to see what she got. Ann gave him a hug and kiss on his mouth. Larry, not wanting to waste the moment, returned the hug and gave her a little more than a “fatherly” kiss in return as his lips opened up and attempted to taste his daughter’s bottom lip in...
Ann and the looking glass. ©Hitchhiker 2002.Ann had found the mirror at the second hand shop. She had moved house, and needed a long mirror to put in her new bedroom.The mirror had been hidden at the back of the second hand store behind three old wardrobes; it was covered in dust and cobwebs. Why she had looked that far back in the store, she couldn’t understand, but there it stood nearly 6 feet tall and 2 feet wide supported in a frame of near black Mahogany. The...
Chapter 1. Discovery I spend a lot of time on the Internet watching porn and viewing naked photos of wives posted by their husbands. Some, however, are posted by the women themselves, which I always find a bit more arousing, to know there are women out there who enjoy showing the world their naked bodies and who post their own photos for all of us dirty old men to see. So I spend a lot of time looking at porn on the Net and jerking off to it. I also post my wife’s photos in a few...
Incest“Mum! MUM!”Ann looked round. Jess was waving at her from the far side of the barrier. There weren’t many people at the airport and Ann smiled as she saw her and headed towards the girl, her suitcase wheels sending out a gentle hum on the smooth airport floor. “Jess!” she said and they embraced.“Jeff’s just gone to get the car and he’ll meet us outside,” the girl said as the two women headed towards the doors of the terminal. “How was the flight?”“Uncomfortable,” Ann said with a smile. “I...
Siv breathed heavily after her orgasm, while Ann fingered her pussy.- I want your cock, but you must eat my pussy first, said Ann and spread her deliciously wet pussy.Ann came to me and I watched her sexy hairless pussy, which was dripping wet. She spread her labia. I saw clear slippery cunt juices drip from her pussy. I eagerly pushed my head against her lovely pussy. Oh want an awesome smell and taste. I licked her and grabbed her ass.- Oh you’ll get my cock so fucking hard in your holes...
Introduction: My life begins at the young age of seveteen. The Story of Ann Chapter 3: How I Ruined my Life Before it even Started In my last chapter, I told you about receiving a 1963 Chevy pick-up truck when I got my drivers license. I also told you about meeting a ranch hand named Sonny who helped Frank put the truck together for me. Sonny had asked me to the races next weekend and my grandma told me I could go with him. Sonny asked me to pick him up, as he wanted to show off my truck...
By the time that Ruth-Ann got to the last period of the day, she was so excited it was hard to sit still. Going to all of her classes, knowing that the panties she left the house with this morning were now in her Principal’s possession had just kept her wet all day. It was a very strange and cool sensation to go to biology class today and have to sit on the little metal stools. Because she was bare underneath, her moist pussy had been resting directly on the cold metal, which was very...
I met Ann on a married adult dating site several months ago. Ann is 44 years old and her pride and joy are her 40D tits. Her nipples are incredibly sensitive and it takes very little effort to get her pussy dripping and crying to be eaten and fucked. In the short time that we’ve been seeing each other, there’s not much we haven’t done. Although she prefers having her pussy fucked and sucking the cum out of my cock, she also enjoys a little ass fucking once in a while. She’s a sex addict's...
Group SexI had stopped off and picked up Gail for some shopping when we were walking down the street and suddenly saw Ann coming out of an adult bookstore with her arms around another man and kissing him as they walked out. We watched for a second as they continued towards a car and watched as they got it and Ann immediately bent out of sight and we knew she was down giving the guy a blowjob right there in the car. I looked at Gail, "Now that's very interesting" I said and then "I'm gonna head over to...
In my last chapter, I told you about receiving a 1963 Chevy pick-up truck when I got my drivers license. I also told you about meeting a ranch hand named Sonny who helped Frank put the truck together for me. Sonny had asked me to the races next weekend and my grandma told me I could go with him. Sonny asked me to pick him up, as he wanted to show off my truck while we were at the races. I picked him up at his house, which was an apartment building almost in town. We went to a dirt track...
Jim was sitting on his patio enjoying his morning coffee at home for a change. He thought how much he loved watching the newly risen sun streaming through the trees and making the dew glisten. He knew he needed to start working but this was his favorite time of the morning. He could listen to the stream that bordered his yard chuckle it's way past the yard on its way to the swimming hole. He smiled when he remembered how much fun he had as a child swimming in the hole with his friends. His...
As I watched Aunty Ann get undressed and turn the shower on I could feel my cock go real hard taking it out of my trousers I rubbed it slowly as I watched her soap her real sexy body through the spy hole I had made about a year earlier when spying on my sister Heather, and my mum Helen I could tell Ann knew she was being watched as she soaped her body she smiled and gave a sly look towards the pin hole camera, that was nearly un detectable to the naked eye, her hands soaped her large tits and...
"I can't believe that almost three months have already passed," Ann, said quietly as she perched on the arm of the large comfortable chair David was sitting in. "Our time here will be over before we hardly know it," she complained sadly, a trace of bitterness in her soft voice. "I know, darling," David said, sympathizing with her. "I'll probably never be lucky enough to ever meet anyone as wonderful as you, Ann. " "Well, you know, Ann reflected, "Like they say Time really is the...
Ann and Will were an older couple that enjoyed sex and exploring their fantasies. Since meeting on Lush several years ago, they had gone from cyber-lovers to physical lovers. As they became physically connected, they had found many ways to enjoy each other. They never failed to try something new in their relationship if one or the other wanted to try it. This had broadened their sexual appetites in many ways and found them always stretching the boundaries of what each other would do. Today was...
Spanking"Oh god darling, at little deeper pleasssse.""How's this!" as I thurst all the way into Wendy tight pussy. I was holding out to tease her."OOOOOOh, yessssss, nnnnnninnnng" As Wendy's hips jerk off the sheets with the force of her orgasm. Her pussy is pulsing all over my cock and I can hold back no longer as my cum streams into Wendy's cunt.I roll her legs back so I can get maxiumu penetration into Wendy's hot vagina. My erection is starting to build again as Wendy toys with my ass hole. I'm...
Ann’s husband had wanted to see Ann with another man for the last few years. He yearned for the day he could see his beautiful wife of more than 30 years being fucked by another man. Ann’s husband knew Ann wasn’t getting any younger and the time left for his ultimate fantasy to come true was slowly coming to an end. He was desperate at this point and would do whatever it took to see Ann with another man. There was just one big problem Ann’s husband had, and that was that Ann wanted nothing to...
Over the next few weeks Ann and I continued to play our little sexual games in the office and I must say she was as creative when it came to sexual fun as any woman I had ever met. For example; one day I came back from lunch early sat down behind my desk and to my surprise there was Ann, kneeling topless, her slacks open, legs spread wide and hairy pussy exposed just waiting to suck me off and masturbate at the same time. And then there was the time I followed her into the unisex executive...
Ann’s husband had wanted to see Ann with another man for the last few years. He yearned for the day he could see his beautiful wife of more than 30 years being fucked by another man. Ann’s husband knew Ann wasn’t getting any younger and the time left for his ultimate fantasy to come true was slowly coming to an end. He was desperate at this point and would do whatever it took to see Ann with another man. There was just one big problem Ann’s husband had, and that was that Ann wanted nothing to...
MILFIntroduction: The end is near for this incestuous story William and Ann Chapter 15 It had been five weeks since William had entered Anns room and inseminated her with the sole intent to create a love child with his sister. Ann only had Larry fuck her nine times since that day, and seven of those times he spilled his seed into Natalie while Ann observed the injections into her friend from inches away. Her dad had turned his focus on Natalie for the most part, but he still left two loads of his...
-Oh fuck. I shouldn't never had agreed to this. I thougt, when I tried to pass all those old ladys on my way to cruise ship. I still can’t believe why I promised to accompany those two 19 yr old students Ann and Siv. They just want to have fun and I’m old enough to be their father. I did fuck Ann just few weeks ago and almost got caught for it. I then decided to be really careful for not to that again. But when Anns mother asked me to accompany her daughter and her daughters best friend on a...
Chapter 15 It had been five weeks since William had entered Ann’s room and inseminated her with the sole intent to create a love child with his sister. Ann only had Larry fuck her nine times since that day, and seven of those times he spilled his seed into Natalie while Ann observed the injections into her friend from inches away. Her dad had turned his focus on Natalie for the most part, but he still left two loads of his greasy sperm in his daughter in those five weeks when Natalie was...
Nineteen year old Ann Hetherington was fat and blond. She tried every diet she could find but nothing worked. Maybe that's why boys weren't interested in dating her. Ann found her own way to satisfy herself. She went to her bedroom and played with her pussy. Then she looked around the room for something to stick in it. She was tired of using her fingers. She found a hair brush with a long rubber handle. Ann smeared some cold cream on it and shoved in her cunt. It was wonderful! It was the size...
First TimeAnn arrived about ten thirty, she had taken her car to work. (Parking was not bad on Saturday mornings ) When I heard her blow her horn I opened the door to an empty slot in the garage downstairs. She drove in and I closed the door behind her as soon as I was sure she was inside. She came on up the stairs and walked in to my garage apartment. Ann has to dress nice at her work place. She was drop dead gorgeous in a woman's suit. She wore stockings and medium heels. Her skirt hem was just...