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Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrato

Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrator strapped between her legs, its tip in only the most minimal contact with her flesh.? Her state of arousal being compounded by the computer screen in front of her, showing a seemingly never ending slide show of pornographic video clips.?

Even closing her eyes brings her no respite from the show, the ear phones taped to her ears pump in every moan, groan and slap of hot human flesh.? She finds her eyes dragged back open by her needful curiosity to see what is befalling on the screen, be it a simple moment of a man and a woman fucking through to a hardcore bondage scene and everything in between.? Sara?s own groans of appreciation for the performances on screen squeaking out from behind her gag and barely audible to herself.

Jumping at the hand on her shoulder Sara turns her head up and around to look at her Master.? His entrance having gone unnoticed between the images, sounds and sensations holding her attention, it was the third time he had laid his hand on her shoulder like this since she had been put in this position.? How long ago was it, she couldn?t recall, the clips didn?t seem to repeat but she couldn?t tell for certain nor could she tell how long it had been between each of his visits to her.? All she knew and cared about was that when he had come to her, he had granted her climax as he took his own pleasure from her helpless body.

A muffled whimper of ?Please Master? creeps from behind her gag as she looks forlornly up at him, her need so great from her teasing that she craves what ever he has in store for her.? Her whimper gives why to a surprised yelp as he tears the tape and earphones from the side of her head taking a few strands of hair with it.

The cuffs connecting her wrists and ankles to the chair are quickly and efficiently disposed of, her automatic reaction of closing her legs to try and gain more stimulation from the vibrator is denied by the stinging slap he delivers for the movement.?

Hauled to her feet and spun around to face her Master.? Sara?s eyes wide and pleading as he examines her, the sweat soaked hair and flushed features betraying the extent of her arousal with out him even needing to check between her thighs.? His hand wraps into her hair, fingers coiling into her damp tresses and using the strong grip to drag her head back and hold her still as his free hand drops to her leg and unbuckles the vibrator strapped tightly around her upper thigh.? A gasp made of disappointment and relief at the vibrators departure comes from behind Sara?s gag.

Sara?s Master offers her no time to collect her thoughts or regain her composure as he uses the grip in her hair to drag her across the room to her bed, her small feet moving quickly to keep up and relieve the strain on her scalp but struggling due to her time bound and immobile.?

Thrown forwards over the bed she collapses into a heap as she bounces on the mattress.? Even then Sara is not allowed a moment to recover as her legs are grabbed and dragged back and apart.? She feels a fresh set of cuffs slipping around her ankles and securing them to opposite corners of the bed and spreading her just about as wide as her legs will allow.?

As Sara tries to move and look back over her shoulder to see what he is doing, his hand presses down between her shoulder blades and flattens her to the bed.? Pulling one of her arms out to the side he snaps another waiting cuff around it, a rope running from the cuff and disappearing below the bed.? Sara wonders where these ropes came from, how long had her Master been in the room with her while she watched the screen, silently preparing for her.

Once her other arm is secured to a cuff on the opposite side of the bed the hand at her back withdraws, trying to lean up and shuffle her limbs Sara finds that the positioning of the cuffs leaves her no room to move off the surface of the bed.? Holding her effectively flat to it

Craning her neck, Sara tries to look back over her shoulder just in time to see a black blur behind her.? The snap as the flogger lands on her upturned buttocks makes her jump into the bed and cry out despite the gag, before she has fully registered the first impact it lands again this time down across the other cheek.?

Straining hard at her bonds Sara can just make out her Master standing behind her, his flogger moving in a rapid figure of eight motion over her ass, every downward movement landing a strike on alternate buttocks.? Each mound of flesh quivering beneath the heavy caress of the leather tentacles whistling through the air above them.

Despite the strictness of her bondage Sara was able to writhe from the impacts, trying to wriggle her ass away from the flogger but with the bed beneath her there was nowhere to go.? All her movements did was present her ass as an even more inviting target for her Master, the redness spreading slowly across both cheeks as he keeps up the steady swing.

Just as tears begin to form in Sara?s eyes, the burning heat in her ass rising to a point that rivals the throbbing need of her pussy, the flogging stops leaving her with the two conflicting sensations fighting for her minds attention.

Struggling again to see what he is doing she is too late, unceremoniously a vibrator is thrust deep into her swollen cunt.? The hot, wet slit greedily gripping at the phallus as it purrs into life, buzzing away and driving her throbbing need to the very edge.

The first drop of lube onto her ass makes her jump again, the cold liquid soothing on her flaming buttocks.? Burying her face into the bed as she feels his probing fingers spreading her cheeks and exposing her rosebud to his gaze.? Still he has not said a word to her since entering the room and now he was oiling up her anus, meaning only one thing that this time he planned to take his pleasure from her ass.

The feelings from his fingers, the vibrator and the aching throb of the flogging were pushing Sara dangerously close to her orgasm, but she knew that without permission this would be punished harshly.? Gritting her teeth and fighting back the need welling within her belly she lets out a frustrated grunt as the fingers finish their readying of her hole.

The nudge of the fat head of his cock makes her instinctively thrust her ass back in welcome to her Master, willing her body to relax and allow his easy entry.? The insistent nudging and pressing soon opens her ring to accommodate the tip of his shaft before strong hands close in a vice like grip on her upturned ass.? His fingers pressing white marks into her red ass as he takes hold of her, steadying himself.

?Cum for Me?? His first spoken words since entering the room coincide with his rapid and deep penetration of her ass, slamming into her with all his strength and weight.? Pinning her fully to the bed as his length spears her to her core.

Sara?s body ripples with the force of her orgasm, the combination of her bondage and her Masters weight pinning her down stopping all but her muscles from tensing and relaxing as her releases shudders through her.? The force of her ass pressing down on to him with her orgasm is nearly enough to expel him from her rear but he counters by thrusting forward again, driving her into the mattress the pair of them bouncing slightly as he rides her.

His renewed impalement of her ass sends Sara back over the edge, a second orgasm welling in her pussy as the vibrator buzzes away inside her.? The rubber phallus milked by her cunt, her inner flesh contracting around it as the vibrations massage those same muscles.?

The onslaught of stimulation threatening to overwhelm Sara entirely throws her into climax after climax, the hours of teasing she had suffered earlier breaking like a dammed river and flooding from her pussy to soak her thighs and the bed.? Her moans and groans becoming more frantic and louder despite the gag and alerting her Master to the onrush of yet another orgasm.

Increasing his pace, Sara?s reactions encouraging his own release, her Master tightens his grip on her sore buttocks using his hold as leverage to plunge into her again and again.? The rush of nectar soaking his swinging balls as they slap against her thighs.? Rearing up over Sara his thrusts down into her becoming ever more urgent as his own release builds rapidly before, with a final loud grunt, he erupts into her.

Sara arches her back as much as her bindings will allow, the final deep thrust of her Master feeling as if it had travelled up her spine and the hot spread of his seed inside her triggering one last blissful orgasm.? Her over worked body barely able to cope with one last burst of pleasure as he almost collapses on top of her, just as spent as she is.?

They lay their together recovering; the only sound in the room their breathing and the light buzz of the vibrator which the powerful spasms of Sara?s pussy had expelled before the last.

Wallowing in the glow of her orgasms and the closeness of her Master, her previous teasing was quite forgotten by Sara, driven from her mind by the pleasure she had experienced at the hands of her Master.? Sara could sense him stirring above her, another whimper escaping from her gag as his softening shaft slips from her well stretched and used ass.?

Still working in silence her Master slips off Sara?s back, missing the feel of him so close she makes a plaintive whine before realising that her cuffs have been released.? Bringing her arms together she starts to rub some life back into her arms but this respite is short lived.? His hand wraps into her hair again and hauls her back to her feet, dragging her backwards across the room towards the chair.

Suddenly struggling against his grip, knowing what he is going to be send her back to, Sara twists and turns in his grip but he is too strong.? Shoving her down into the chair he grabs her wrists and secures each to the waiting cuffs on the chair, a smirk on his lips at the defiant glare in her eyes contrasting with the drool dripping from her gag.

Despite Sara?s struggles she is soon strapped back into her seat with the ear phones back in place, delivering the symphony of sexual ecstasy she been listening to for much of the day.? Her heart sinking as he buckles the vibrator back around her thigh, the tip of it just in contact with her swollen, red pussy.? Her torment of this chair was worsened now by the soreness in her ass, the heat of her buttocks having dimmed but not comfortable on the hard wooden seat.? The feeling of his cum seeping from between her buttocks just served as a further reminder of what she had just experienced.? All she had left to do now was ponder how long he would leave this time as she hears the door close behind her??

Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrator strapped between her legs, its tip in only the most minimal contact with her flesh.? Her state of arousal being compounded by the computer screen in front of her, showing a seemingly never ending slide show of pornographic video clips.?

Even closing her eyes brings her no respite from the show, the ear phones taped to her ears pump in every moan, groan and slap of hot human flesh.? She finds her eyes dragged back open by her needful curiosity to see what is befalling on the screen, be it a simple moment of a man and a woman fucking through to a hardcore bondage scene and everything in between.? Sara?s own groans of appreciation for the performances on screen squeaking out from behind her gag and barely audible to herself.

Jumping at the hand on her shoulder Sara turns her head up and around to look at her Master.? His entrance having gone unnoticed between the images, sounds and sensations holding her attention, it was the third time he had laid his hand on her shoulder like this since she had been put in this position.? How long ago was it, she couldn?t recall, the clips didn?t seem to repeat but she couldn?t tell for certain nor could she tell how long it had been between each of his visits to her.? All she knew and cared about was that when he had come to her, he had granted her climax as he took his own pleasure from her helpless body.

A muffled whimper of ?Please Master? creeps from behind her gag as she looks forlornly up at him, her need so great from her teasing that she craves what ever he has in store for her.? Her whimper gives why to a surprised yelp as he tears the tape and earphones from the side of her head taking a few strands of hair with it.

The cuffs connecting her wrists and ankles to the chair are quickly and efficiently disposed of, her automatic reaction of closing her legs to try and gain more stimulation from the vibrator is denied by the stinging slap he delivers for the movement.?

Hauled to her feet and spun around to face her Master.? Sara?s eyes wide and pleading as he examines her, the sweat soaked hair and flushed features betraying the extent of her arousal with out him even needing to check between her thighs.? His hand wraps into her hair, fingers coiling into her damp tresses and using the strong grip to drag her head back and hold her still as his free hand drops to her leg and unbuckles the vibrator strapped tightly around her upper thigh.? A gasp made of disappointment and relief at the vibrators departure comes from behind Sara?s gag.

Sara?s Master offers her no time to collect her thoughts or regain her composure as he uses the grip in her hair to drag her across the room to her bed, her small feet moving quickly to keep up and relieve the strain on her scalp but struggling due to her time bound and immobile.?

Thrown forwards over the bed she collapses into a heap as she bounces on the mattress.? Even then Sara is not allowed a moment to recover as her legs are grabbed and dragged back and apart.? She feels a fresh set of cuffs slipping around her ankles and securing them to opposite corners of the bed and spreading her just about as wide as her legs will allow.?

As Sara tries to move and look back over her shoulder to see what he is doing, his hand presses down between her shoulder blades and flattens her to the bed.? Pulling one of her arms out to the side he snaps another waiting cuff around it, a rope running from the cuff and disappearing below the bed.? Sara wonders where these ropes came from, how long had her Master been in the room with her while she watched the screen, silently preparing for her.

Once her other arm is secured to a cuff on the opposite side of the bed the hand at her back withdraws, trying to lean up and shuffle her limbs Sara finds that the positioning of the cuffs leaves her no room to move off the surface of the bed.? Holding her effectively flat to it

Craning her neck, Sara tries to look back over her shoulder just in time to see a black blur behind her.? The snap as the flogger lands on her upturned buttocks makes her jump into the bed and cry out despite the gag, before she has fully registered the first impact it lands again this time down across the other cheek.?

Straining hard at her bonds Sara can just make out her Master standing behind her, his flogger moving in a rapid figure of eight motion over her ass, every downward movement landing a strike on alternate buttocks.? Each mound of flesh quivering beneath the heavy caress of the leather tentacles whistling through the air above them.

Despite the strictness of her bondage Sara was able to writhe from the impacts, trying to wriggle her ass away from the flogger but with the bed beneath her there was nowhere to go.? All her movements did was present her ass as an even more inviting target for her Master, the redness spreading slowly across both cheeks as he keeps up the steady swing.

Just as tears begin to form in Sara?s eyes, the burning heat in her ass rising to a point that rivals the throbbing need of her pussy, the flogging stops leaving her with the two conflicting sensations fighting for her minds attention.

Struggling again to see what he is doing she is too late, unceremoniously a vibrator is thrust deep into her swollen cunt.? The hot, wet slit greedily gripping at the phallus as it purrs into life, buzzing away and driving her throbbing need to the very edge.

The first drop of lube onto her ass makes her jump again, the cold liquid soothing on her flaming buttocks.? Burying her face into the bed as she feels his probing fingers spreading her cheeks and exposing her rosebud to his gaze.? Still he has not said a word to her since entering the room and now he was oiling up her anus, meaning only one thing that this time he planned to take his pleasure from her ass.

The feelings from his fingers, the vibrator and the aching throb of the flogging were pushing Sara dangerously close to her orgasm, but she knew that without permission this would be punished harshly.? Gritting her teeth and fighting back the need welling within her belly she lets out a frustrated grunt as the fingers finish their readying of her hole.

The nudge of the fat head of his cock makes her instinctively thrust her ass back in welcome to her Master, willing her body to relax and allow his easy entry.? The insistent nudging and pressing soon opens her ring to accommodate the tip of his shaft before strong hands close in a vice like grip on her upturned ass.? His fingers pressing white marks into her red ass as he takes hold of her, steadying himself.

?Cum for Me?? His first spoken words since entering the room coincide with his rapid and deep penetration of her ass, slamming into her with all his strength and weight.? Pinning her fully to the bed as his length spears her to her core.

Sara?s body ripples with the force of her orgasm, the combination of her bondage and her Masters weight pinning her down stopping all but her muscles from tensing and relaxing as her releases shudders through her.? The force of her ass pressing down on to him with her orgasm is nearly enough to expel him from her rear but he counters by thrusting forward again, driving her into the mattress the pair of them bouncing slightly as he rides her.

His renewed impalement of her ass sends Sara back over the edge, a second orgasm welling in her pussy as the vibrator buzzes away inside her.? The rubber phallus milked by her cunt, her inner flesh contracting around it as the vibrations massage those same muscles.?

The onslaught of stimulation threatening to overwhelm Sara entirely throws her into climax after climax, the hours of teasing she had suffered earlier breaking like a dammed river and flooding from her pussy to soak her thighs and the bed.? Her moans and groans becoming more frantic and louder despite the gag and alerting her Master to the onrush of yet another orgasm.

Increasing his pace, Sara?s reactions encouraging his own release, her Master tightens his grip on her sore buttocks using his hold as leverage to plunge into her again and again.? The rush of nectar soaking his swinging balls as they slap against her thighs.? Rearing up over Sara his thrusts down into her becoming ever more urgent as his own release builds rapidly before, with a final loud grunt, he erupts into her.

Sara arches her back as much as her bindings will allow, the final deep thrust of her Master feeling as if it had travelled up her spine and the hot spread of his seed inside her triggering one last blissful orgasm.? Her over worked body barely able to cope with one last burst of pleasure as he almost collapses on top of her, just as spent as she is.?

They lay their together recovering; the only sound in the room their breathing and the light buzz of the vibrator which the powerful spasms of Sara?s pussy had expelled before the last.

Wallowing in the glow of her orgasms and the closeness of her Master, her previous teasing was quite forgotten by Sara, driven from her mind by the pleasure she had experienced at the hands of her Master.? Sara could sense him stirring above her, another whimper escaping from her gag as his softening shaft slips from her well stretched and used ass.?

Still working in silence her Master slips off Sara?s back, missing the feel of him so close she makes a plaintive whine before realising that her cuffs have been released.? Bringing her arms together she starts to rub some life back into her arms but this respite is short lived.? His hand wraps into her hair again and hauls her back to her feet, dragging her backwards across the room towards the chair.

Suddenly struggling against his grip, knowing what he is going to be send her back to, Sara twists and turns in his grip but he is too strong.? Shoving her down into the chair he grabs her wrists and secures each to the waiting cuffs on the chair, a smirk on his lips at the defiant glare in her eyes contrasting with the drool dripping from her gag.

Despite Sara?s struggles she is soon strapped back into her seat with the ear phones back in place, delivering the symphony of sexual ecstasy she been listening to for much of the day.? Her heart sinking as he buckles the vibrator back around her thigh, the tip of it just in contact with her swollen, red pussy.? Her torment of this chair was worsened now by the soreness in her ass, the heat of her buttocks having dimmed but not comfortable on the hard wooden seat.? The feeling of his cum seeping from between her buttocks just served as a further reminder of what she had just experienced.? All she had left to do now was ponder how long he would leave this time as she hears the door close behind her??

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If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. ...

The Chair

He had never sat in the lounge like this before, both nervous and excited. Rather than being reclined on the sofa with the TV on as usual he was sat in one of two upright wooden dining room chairs that where facing each other at each end of the long room. The empty chair in front of him was only partially illuminated and mostly in silhouette by the light from the fire crackling in the fireplace, otherwise the room was dark but for a couple of candles It had been a long time since he and his...

The Chair

Introduction: His mom and memories gone, an aunt comes to his aid. Authors note: Im calling this my two year anniversary story. Its mostly aunt/nephew, with mom/son mixed in. The Chair Chapter 1 Sharon and Nikki stumbled into Sharons front door. It was one in the morning. Both women were laughing, holding one another, assisting each other to Sharons couch, landing on it in a drunken stupor. The two friends enjoyed a night out, celebrating Nikkis last day on her job with dinner and drinks....

The Chair

The doorbell rings, a sly smile appears over Jody’s face as she pulls her dressing gown on. She trots down the stairs after a final check to see everything is in place.Before open the door she scrutinises her appearance in the mirror, her bunches and makeup look good, then with nerves rushing through every inch of her body, steels herself before opening the door to a smiling Anthony. Jody drinks in the vision in front of her; he is a tall, ruggedly handsome gent in his mid forties, with dark...

Fireball in a Wheelchair

"A prick up her jacksie might cheer the miserable bitch up a bit," Shirley declared. "And if it was stuffed up her bum, it might knock some of the shit out of her," Sally the receptionist commented, "You sure you don't mind parting with this Becky? It looks like it's silver and might be valuable." "Yes, it is silver but I got it in a job lot of jewellery at a car boot sale and only paid a few pounds for the whole lot. I've never liked it. It's more of a choker than a necklet and I...

The Chair

Friday afternoon,there I was,in the chair again as I had been every week day for the last two weeks.God I was so horny!But I was no stranger to that feeling,sitting in this chair was the only time I ever had my cb3000 off without my Mistress removing it herself. I was 90 minutes into my 2 hour training session and I was really feeling it now,my cock was rock hard as always,straining for the orgasm that I knew I coundn't have,would it never learn?Would I ever learn to control my desires? My...

Anyone Want A Molded Chair

Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had shaved her pussy bald and oiled her butt with a release agent. The plaster cast looked great but what to do with it. I poured more plaster of Paris into that and made a copy of my wife’s ass that I could hang on the wall as art. The more I looked at that first plaster cast the more I thought about how uncomfortable hard wooden chairs were. I then bought a...

The Directors Chair

Night one. Megan was worried at the idea of Elaine directing first. She was nervous about the plan they had cooked up and she was hoping that she herself would direct first so she could ease into things. - her stomach was in excited knots thinking of the fact that Elaine was about to make her the centerpiece of whatever hot scene would help her get off the hardest. None of them had ever done anything like this before. Four Saturday nights. Each one of them- Megan, her boyfriend Steve, her...

The Chair

She stood clutching the edge of the counter top, gasping in a breath as she felt the piercing penetration rip through her body. Stifling a moan of despair, she wrenched herself free of the overwhelming emotions that cascaded through her at once: hurt, anger, sadness and revenge. She had just received the news from her best friend that her husband had been fucking around on her, seeing a mutual friend behind her back. What angered her the most is that she trusted this woman to be around her...

The Chair

The Chair.The wife and I are entering our seventh year of marriage. How things are going I now know the feeling of when they say you are entering the 7 year itch period of your marriage. Maybe I was expecting too much for a sex life. I guess when you have two offsprings it takes a toll on your sex life. About 4 years of breastfeeding also took a toll on my wife, her breast and me not being able to play with them because they are always too sore so the excuse goes. But she is a good mother and...

Tied to a Chair

This is a true story from a couple months ago with my girlfriend at the time. Her name was Linda (named changed to protect the not so innocent) and we had met at a house party in Europe when I was there for an exchange program. We hit it off and continued to see each other long distance over the next year. Eventually she ended up traveling and living with me at my place for a few months. Linda was incredibly sexual, had a petite body with fair skin and was naturally a light redhead. A couple...

Uses For a Wingbacked Chair

The armchair is in his study. It's upholstered in exquisite jacquard-woven fabric, with wings at the side to shield his face from the glow of the fire, propped on short, stout, sensuously curved legs, as is typical of the style.The study reflects his tastes - it's a picture of Victorian luxury - filled with objets d'art, shelves of books and rich furnishings. A low fire flickers in the fireplace, and the smell of newly - heated coal permeates the air. The Persian rug beneath her knees is an...

Elizabeth and the Chair

The chair arrived at ten o'clock this morning. I called Peter and asked him to to come over and help me assemble it, but he said he couldn't come by until after two. That was fine, I just wanted it put together before bedtime tonight.I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. It was cold so I put it in the microwave for ninety seconds while I scouted around for something to munch with it. When the microwave dinged, I walked to the basement door and turned on the light....

The Chair

"Who's my next drilling?" Dr. Cockley asked. "It's gonna be me, if you don't get your finger out of my ass," I said, trying to sound annoyed. He'd walked up behind me as I did some filing, pulling patient records, and his hand had slid up the back of thigh, under my white nylon skirt, and into my thong in half the time it takes to say it. He was two knuckles deep and wriggling his finger like a worm on a hook in the tight recesses of my anus. He knew too well what I liked. "It might...

Gymnast Jimmy and the Chair

Gymnast Jimmy and the ChairTime: Near the end of summer…Jimmy crawled into bed and drifted into a gentle sleep. His asshole and peter were softly throbbing from his latest session with Coach. He knew he would awaken tomorrow, yet again, with a special stickiness between his thighs… a heavenly mix of Coach’s and his juices. Coach was so much FUN! And Jimmy was so very HAPPY! His sweet mouth smiled as he entered his amazing dreams… of his beautiful Coach. Time: The start of summer…Jimmy...

Saras First Trip to a Sex Toy Shop

Sara’s First Trip to a Sex Toy Shop Sara sat down and sighed with relief after finally saying goodbye to her roommate. This weekend would be one of the rare occasions when she found herself alone in the apartment she shared. And this time she would have the whole weekend to herself. She really had intended to use the time to study. However, once she sat down in front of the computer, she found herself surfing the internet instead of studying. The truth is, now that she was alone, she was...

Sara The Bad Babysitter

Mr. and Mrs. Crudele were going to have a much needed night out. Since the arrival of their little bundle of joy four months ago they hadn’t had a night out together and in fact they rarely had a few hours sleep in a row. But tonight they had plans for a quick supper followed by an evening at their favorite club. Mr. Crudele had obtained the name of a young woman from a subordinate at his company who said that she was very reliable and came highly recommended. He had called her and she was...

Sara the Suit

Introduction: Some things are better left alone as a young girl soon finds out. Chapter 1 Sara saw her Dad leave the house from her bedroom window. She waited until he was in his car and driving away from the house before she went to his room. His birthday was coming up and she wasnt sure of his clothing size, so wanted to sneak into his room to find out. She didnt have much money from the little bit of babysitting she did on non-school nights, but it was enough to buy something nice for him....

Sara Becka and me Chapter 3

Sara, Becka, and me. by Teddie S. Chapter III You want me to what!? We've found out that I'm a cross-dresser, and that both of our mothers understand it and instead of trying to stop it, are supporting me. Also, we've found out some interesting things about Sara and me. Anyway, on with my story... ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This past school year was really...

SARA

All beautiful young women believe they have a power over men, but just for that reason it is the man who has power over women to whom they will surrender. Men must struggle to win or create or find that power over the women he desires. As a man loses the simple but powerful lures of youth and looks, he must fall back on his wisdom and experience.My stepdaughter, Sara, was a young woman I had come to desire. I had married her mother, Beth, when Sara was only 11 and her sister Ashley only 9. Beth...

Sara the Suit

Sara saw her Dad leave the house from her bedroom window. She waited until he was in his car and driving away from the house before she went to his room. His birthday was coming up and she wasn't sure of his clothing size, so wanted to sneak into his room to find out. She didn't have much money from the little bit of babysitting she did on non-school nights, but it was enough to buy something nice for him. She wasn't sure if she had enough for a shirt and some shorts, so she wanted...

Sara and Ms Davies

?Hey, Sara, get over here! Customer!? Sara sighed. It had been only recently that she had moved to San Franciscofrom her small-time town in California , but she had a feeling that she wouldnever really fit in. The different people, the atmosphere ? it was provingto be all a little bit too much for this country girl. She looked over at herboss in her big, blue eyes. Mark was a great guy, if not a tad pushy duringbusy times. She did, however, feel safe with him ? she knew for a fact he wasgay,...

The Faerie Chair

The log cabin looked like a Thomas Kinkade painting brought to life. It was clad in a cloak of sparkling snow and sat nestled amongst some frosted pines. For Ben and Amelia, it was the picture perfect setting for their honeymoon. It was far away from the distractions of their hectic lives. The only thing that spoiled the picture perfect setting was the little old man dressed in a blazing orange parka and his beat-up old International Harvester Scout four-by-four in that sported the same bright...

Sara Becka and me Chapter 12

Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter XII The Third Week Sunday - Back home. Monday - Back to... normal? And the Epilog The wedding is over. I'd met a wonderful guy and even if I did like guys, which I don't, my heart belongs only to Sara. But I hurt him, which really upset me. Other than that, it was a...

sara

### CB-4234 ###SWINGING SECRETARYby Marvin CoxFOREWORDThough the closed world of various institutions and orders is seemingly totally removed from day-to-day events as most people know them, such is not always the case.The same desires, physical sensations and everyday wants that effect us are also part of the makeup of some of today's established and respected institutions and professions. One has only to witness their increasing flight from cloister to hearth.SWINGING SECRETARY is the story...

Sara Becka and me Chapter 7

Sara, Becka and me. by Teddie S. Chapter VII The First Week Friday - The Navy Yard and much more. Saturday and Sunday - Relaxing What a week. I guess I'm really getting into being Becka. I've dressed as a girl every day. I've had a complete body waxing. I didn't have that much body hair to start with, but feeling my hairless body when I take a shower...

Sara Meets the New Dog

The sun glittered in the icy exhaust of idling cars lining the curb. Boxes and suitcases leaned to one side or the other under the weight of their owner’s elbows as they awaited their parent’s arrival. It was holiday. Students were finally finished with their classes for the semester, finals just behind them. A chill wind whipped at Sara’s freckled nose, her brown hair tickled her cheeks. It had been a long three months of studying physics, though since her first year ended last Spring the...

Sara and the New Family Dog

The sun glittered in the icy exhaust of idling cars lining the curb. Boxes and suitcases leaned to one side or the other under the weight of their owner’s elbows as they awaited their parent’s arrival. It was holiday. Students were finally finished with their classes for the semester, finals just behind them. A chill wind whipped at Sara’s freckled nose, her brown hair tickled her cheeks. It had been a long three months of studying physics, though since her first year ended last Spring the...

The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. ‘Good girl,’ he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

My Favorite Chair

“Pass it and turn it up!” She had that infectious grin on her face and reached for my pipe with her small nimble fingers.I handed it to her and without hesitation, she brought it to her beautiful full lips, lit the lighter and took a deep hit. I was mesmerized by her. I always had been. Her small frame squirmed, dancing in the overstuffed armchair and took another hit. Music. It was always music with her. Whenever she was around there was an endless supply of music she could dance to. I looked...

The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. "Good girl," he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

The Chair

Larry must have been partly raised by Lucifer, the prince of darkness, thought anyone who knew him. He had to be the meanest kid going. Those who had even the most casual acquaintance figured he would fry in the chair of whatever state used that means of execution. Larry had this attitude he could do as he damn well pleased, he often said, "If they were not smart enough to stay away from me or do as I told'em, too bad." Somehow he had gotten hold of a 38 revolver and that became his best...

Saras City of Secrets 1 Foothold

Authored by pobox731 Inspired by an xHamster member.Previous: "Sara's Beach 'bate"Sara has a voyeuristic encounter on the beach with two unknown girls"Sara's City of Secrets 1: Foothold"Sara is an olive-skinned raven-haired beauty of Mediterranean descent. She's recently graduated from high school and is sorting through all the normal urges, desires and hormonal-induced appetites of the age. With her mother's sultry eyes and her father's other classic features, her trim athletic build and...

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