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Another new story, based in another world, in a world gone mad, and lucky me, in a world I have right inside my head J
female
~by nom~
When I was eleven, my periods started. Father was so relieved, because it was a good sign that I would develop a full figure quickly - men like their females big-titted and as young as possible, which was a hard combination to find these days. My pedigree was also good, and Father?s third wife, Candy, who had given birth to me, was especially well proportioned. So it was quite likely that in a few years he could sell me for quite a nice sum of money, and money was something he needed as the farms weren?t doing well.
And when I turned thirteen, my tits were even bigger than Candy?s, like two big melons sticking out off my small, skinny frame, and even though I had wide hips and a squishy bum to match, I still looked blatantly top-heavy. I thought I looked quite obscene, but the family men liked it and often amused themselves by watching them bounce. They were heavy, and it hurt, but big tits could be one of the things that help me become a wife instead of just a female and I was grateful to have them.
A wife, the highest status possible for a female. I wanted it so badly, but only a fraction of females were ever deemed acceptable to become a wife, and even though my body might attract wife hunters, there was no guarantee I would get that honour until the day of auction.
?Green!?
I looked up at the shout, the pig I had been examining wriggling free at the distraction. It was my oldest Brother, standing just outside the pigbarn doors. ?Yes, Sir?? I crawled out of the mud pit, then walked over to kneel before him, forehead to the floor.
?You stink, you?re covered in mud and pigshit.? He grabbed my plastic collar and shook me. ?I can barely tell it?s you!? He wiped off some mud in disgust, letting the green collar show through. ?Didn?t anyone tell you what day it is??
?No, Sir.? I felt miserable, sorry he had got his hand dirty because of me. ?May I clean your hand??
?Shut up. Where?s Red??
?With the cows, Sir.? Red was younger than me, and she was supposed to have come take over from me at noon, but noon had come and gone and I could only assume she was held up with the cows.
?Get her to take over, and you go clean up. Father wants to see you in his office.? He turned on his heel and walked swiftly back into the house. There was something going on, and I started getting nervous as it sounded like I was part of the something.
I ran as fast as I could, ignoring the pain of my bouncing breasts, and found Red crouched down under a cow and rubbing its? stomach. Her naked flesh was just as dirty as mine, but her red collar was quite plain to see. I felt a moment?s resentment, stupid really, but I couldn?t help it.
?Red!? She faced me, her eyebrows raised in question. ?Do the pigs. I have to see Father.?
She nodded and I raced to the river to wash, trying not to think about how pretty she was too. Even covered in mud, that had been clear to see, had been clear to see since the winter. She was better than me in so many things already, and when the weekly punishments were carried out, she was always treated less severely. Sometimes, she wasn?t even punished, which was quite unheard of. I had a feeling she was going to be kept in the family rather than being taken to auction, and I was trying very hard not to hate her for that.
Auction! My heart suddenly raced. Candy had said something a few days ago, about how the men were very satisfied with my service and how pleased she was with me also - maybe today was the day?
It did turn out to be my day for going to auction, and Father gave me a good strapping on my bum for not being prepared. Then I pulled on my brown burga and huddled down in the truck bed, trying to be inconspicuous as well as trying to take discrete peeks at the passing scenery. I couldn?t see much, the mesh over my eyes too thick and black, but I always tried to every time I was lucky enough to be taken out.
The market was busy; the sound of hundreds of men talking quite deafening and my nervousness was starting to turn quickly into fear. I was looking at the ground as was good and proper, but I could sense that a lot of men we passed were looking and judging. They couldn?t see through the burga, but they could get an idea from how the cloth moved over my curvy figure as I shuffled along behind my Father and Brother.
Suddenly it was quiet and I listened as Father talked about me, just clarifying details on my pedigree. I tensed, even though I knew that my papers were all in order as Father would have ensured that, but there was always the chance it could go wrong and then the state could have me. The fear was making me tremble, and I had to clench my jaws tight to stop my teeth chattering. It was made worse by the fact it was cold, and as I was naked under my burga the cold was really affecting me, especially through my bare feet on the concrete floor.
?Remove your burgas!?
I jumped, caught by surprise. After a moment?s hesitation, I did as I was told, but I was tense and my hands were shaking. I?m always naked at home, but wore the burga if there was company or if I had to go outside the estate, so this was the first time I was naked in front of a man outside the family. And I wasn?t the only female there. I?d been so preoccupied and also half-blinded by the burga that I?d failed to realise there were five others there.
All six of us stood naked with our brown cloth at our feet. I looked up just briefly and froze at the sight. Two strange men. Knowing they were seeing me naked and seeing them seeing me naked were two different things. One man was physically touching and measuring, checking inside our mouths, as well as poking a sharp finger up our cunts ? unpleasant, but the family had done it regularly to me so I was used to it, but one of the others screeched. A quick slap shut her up. The other man who held a palmtop noted everything he said down.
Then numbers were written on us, big and black, the number 3 spanning all the way from my collarbone to my belly button. Repeated again on my back, and on both upper arms. An injection came next, a quick stab into one of our bum cheeks, and that made me even more nervous. Injections were common, but explanations were rarely given and I?d once woken up to find myself in another country with two weeks worth of memory missing.
We were taken through to the holding pens, the sawdust underfoot nice and warm and the presence of other animals warming the air. I shivered again, but it wasn?t as cold anymore and I waited patiently in the chute, third in line. There were two lots to go before us though, one of cows and the other horses, and I could hear the audience now, shouting out bids above the general conversation. It wouldn?t be long now. Soon I?d know if I was good enough to tempt a man to take me as a wife...
What if I wasn?t attractive enough to make any man consider me as good wife material? What if no man out there was even willing to bid on me? It could happen; big tits and wide hips didn?t guarantee anything. If there was no life as a wife ahead of me, I?d be taken by the highest bidder for whatever service they wanted of me, and if there were no bidders, then the state stepped in and utilised me as they saw fit. The best I could hope for was housework. The duties of a wife without any of the benefits ? like gifts of clothes and ornaments, and the freedom to go out uncovered by a burga. And nice things to eat and drink.
But due to an increased awareness of environmental concerns, the popularity of going back to nature, manual labour in factories and farms and such things were in greater demand. Father himself had twenty females who worked the fields, having scaled down his reliance on machinery and chemicals. Sometimes I saw some of them, yoked and pulling ploughs, others scrabbling in the dirt hauling weeds and rocks out. The state had given him the females for free, as an incentive to turn the farm more environmentally friendly.
And even that fate was nothing compared to some I had heard about. Like medical research. Like hunts.
I had reason to tremble, and I wasn?t the only one. The one who had screeched when her virginity was being inspected was shaking so much the fencing was rattling. Not much noise, but enough to get my attention and if she wasn?t careful, she was going to get more than a slap for offending a second time. It would be a simple thing to reach over so she wasn?t touching the fence, but we weren?t allowed to talk or touch other females without permission, and now wasn?t the time or place for me to be disobedient.
Just in case the men did notice the rattling, I stood far enough away from the sides so there was no chance of mistaking me for the offender.
And then we were moving forward and all thought left my head.
I remember it being bright, lots of artificial lights as well as the sun coming in through the auction room windows. The place was more windows than wall, and it was ironic that I got to see more of the world outside the estate right then than at any time in my past. Covered by burgas and huddled on the floors of vehicles with eyes obediently lowered, or put in the trunk, or in cases and crates, none of it allowed for much sightseeing.
Bright and loud. There were hundreds of men looking us over as we walked around the auction ring, their voices and gestures more than a little intimidating. I just followed the female in front and tried to not see anything even as I was told to look this way and that.
I remember the smell too, man sweat and cigarettes and animal stink.
Then the auctioneer was holding me by my arm, moving me around, bending me forward, spreading my bum cheeks, bending me back and having hold my pussylips apart. I jumped up and down a few times, offered my tits to some in the audience who squeezed and verified they were real, and the same for my cunt. Virgin, the word was passed through the crowd. Would make a good wife, the auctioneer said, excellent pedigree, trained in looking after the household, a cattle and pig farm, a produce farm; early puberty, good breeding investment. Good resale potential.
His words went over my head. I just listened out for the commands shutting out everything else, as I had been trained to do all my life
I was taken off to the side, behind some screens, and some men came to inspect me more personally. One forced his hand inside my mouth, and I gagged repeatedly but didn?t try to back away from him. My eyes were tearing and I was really afraid I would throw up on him and that would be disastrous. Fear helped me keep from doing that, but my whole body was spasming from the hand he was trying to worm down my throat.
?You?re a virgin in all your holes??
I nodded, but said ?yes, Sir? too even though his hand was still inside my mouth. Some men are offended when you don?t respond vocally.
He shook his head and left. My heart sank. But the other two preferred complete virgins and I tried even harder to please them. More fingering of my cunt, quite painful stretching to see how many fingers I could take, and the same with my ass. I was bent over, my legs spread and my hands against the fence. They reached over now and then to feel my breasts, spanked me a few times and one whipped me with his belt to see how well I took the pain. I took it quietly, like the men in my family had taught me to take it.
But some men liked noise and I felt my fear rise again. ?I can be noisy too, Sirs.?
They laughed, patting my hot punished ass. ?If we wanted you noisy, you?ll be noisy.? There was a hard spank then, making me flinch. ?Go on, then, go back out there.?
I went back out to the ring.
And the rest I can?t remember very clearly. Bidding began, loud and fast and I remember just listening out for the auctioneer?s instructions when my turn came. It is all blurry and hazy in my head, and then there was a bright golden rope being tied around my neck and I was led out of the auction. I knew what the rope meant, but I didn?t react, I just numbly went along until I was crouched inside a cunt carrier, until the darkness somehow woke me up.
I almost pissed myself in relief. Whatever else I didn?t remember, the colour of the rope was clear in my mind and the feel of it now in the dark was like the best comfort I could imagine. I was hot and sweaty crammed inside my carrier, and the smell of my own fear was offensive, but I was almost giddy with happiness because I was going to be a wife. A wife! - the highest status for a female and I had made it!
There were sounds outside, and I wished I could see out but even the slot at the bottom had been shut. I wondered how the others had fared, whether any had been unlucky and had ended up under the state. Especially number 2. She had been too fragile for any man to seriously consider her, but then again, some men preferred a challenge. I know my Brother liked his females obedient, like all men, but he also liked using force to get obedience. He liked seeing us trying to obey and failing, and then making us obey. Maybe she?d be lucky enough to get a man like him.
But my mind came quickly back to my own situation and I wrapped the rope round and round my hand and held it to my face, smelling and licking and rubbing it all over my face. I was to be wed, I was going to be a wife. I rested my head on the floor, my roped hand tucked in over my mouth and nose, and went to sleep breathing in the smell of the wife leash.
~tbc~
come whisper sweet pervy things in my ear: [email protected]
Another new story, based in another world, in a world gone mad, and lucky me, in a world I have right inside my head J
female
~by nom~
When I was eleven, my periods started. Father was so relieved, because it was a good sign that I would develop a full figure quickly - men like their females big-titted and as young as possible, which was a hard combination to find these days. My pedigree was also good, and Father?s third wife, Candy, who had given birth to me, was especially well proportioned. So it was quite likely that in a few years he could sell me for quite a nice sum of money, and money was something he needed as the farms weren?t doing well.
And when I turned thirteen, my tits were even bigger than Candy?s, like two big melons sticking out off my small, skinny frame, and even though I had wide hips and a squishy bum to match, I still looked blatantly top-heavy. I thought I looked quite obscene, but the family men liked it and often amused themselves by watching them bounce. They were heavy, and it hurt, but big tits could be one of the things that help me become a wife instead of just a female and I was grateful to have them.
A wife, the highest status possible for a female. I wanted it so badly, but only a fraction of females were ever deemed acceptable to become a wife, and even though my body might attract wife hunters, there was no guarantee I would get that honour until the day of auction.
?Green!?
I looked up at the shout, the pig I had been examining wriggling free at the distraction. It was my oldest Brother, standing just outside the pigbarn doors. ?Yes, Sir?? I crawled out of the mud pit, then walked over to kneel before him, forehead to the floor.
?You stink, you?re covered in mud and pigshit.? He grabbed my plastic collar and shook me. ?I can barely tell it?s you!? He wiped off some mud in disgust, letting the green collar show through. ?Didn?t anyone tell you what day it is??
?No, Sir.? I felt miserable, sorry he had got his hand dirty because of me. ?May I clean your hand??
?Shut up. Where?s Red??
?With the cows, Sir.? Red was younger than me, and she was supposed to have come take over from me at noon, but noon had come and gone and I could only assume she was held up with the cows.
?Get her to take over, and you go clean up. Father wants to see you in his office.? He turned on his heel and walked swiftly back into the house. There was something going on, and I started getting nervous as it sounded like I was part of the something.
I ran as fast as I could, ignoring the pain of my bouncing breasts, and found Red crouched down under a cow and rubbing its? stomach. Her naked flesh was just as dirty as mine, but her red collar was quite plain to see. I felt a moment?s resentment, stupid really, but I couldn?t help it.
?Red!? She faced me, her eyebrows raised in question. ?Do the pigs. I have to see Father.?
She nodded and I raced to the river to wash, trying not to think about how pretty she was too. Even covered in mud, that had been clear to see, had been clear to see since the winter. She was better than me in so many things already, and when the weekly punishments were carried out, she was always treated less severely. Sometimes, she wasn?t even punished, which was quite unheard of. I had a feeling she was going to be kept in the family rather than being taken to auction, and I was trying very hard not to hate her for that.
Auction! My heart suddenly raced. Candy had said something a few days ago, about how the men were very satisfied with my service and how pleased she was with me also - maybe today was the day?
It did turn out to be my day for going to auction, and Father gave me a good strapping on my bum for not being prepared. Then I pulled on my brown burga and huddled down in the truck bed, trying to be inconspicuous as well as trying to take discrete peeks at the passing scenery. I couldn?t see much, the mesh over my eyes too thick and black, but I always tried to every time I was lucky enough to be taken out.
The market was busy; the sound of hundreds of men talking quite deafening and my nervousness was starting to turn quickly into fear. I was looking at the ground as was good and proper, but I could sense that a lot of men we passed were looking and judging. They couldn?t see through the burga, but they could get an idea from how the cloth moved over my curvy figure as I shuffled along behind my Father and Brother.
Suddenly it was quiet and I listened as Father talked about me, just clarifying details on my pedigree. I tensed, even though I knew that my papers were all in order as Father would have ensured that, but there was always the chance it could go wrong and then the state could have me. The fear was making me tremble, and I had to clench my jaws tight to stop my teeth chattering. It was made worse by the fact it was cold, and as I was naked under my burga the cold was really affecting me, especially through my bare feet on the concrete floor.
?Remove your burgas!?
I jumped, caught by surprise. After a moment?s hesitation, I did as I was told, but I was tense and my hands were shaking. I?m always naked at home, but wore the burga if there was company or if I had to go outside the estate, so this was the first time I was naked in front of a man outside the family. And I wasn?t the only female there. I?d been so preoccupied and also half-blinded by the burga that I?d failed to realise there were five others there.
All six of us stood naked with our brown cloth at our feet. I looked up just briefly and froze at the sight. Two strange men. Knowing they were seeing me naked and seeing them seeing me naked were two different things. One man was physically touching and measuring, checking inside our mouths, as well as poking a sharp finger up our cunts ? unpleasant, but the family had done it regularly to me so I was used to it, but one of the others screeched. A quick slap shut her up. The other man who held a palmtop noted everything he said down.
Then numbers were written on us, big and black, the number 3 spanning all the way from my collarbone to my belly button. Repeated again on my back, and on both upper arms. An injection came next, a quick stab into one of our bum cheeks, and that made me even more nervous. Injections were common, but explanations were rarely given and I?d once woken up to find myself in another country with two weeks worth of memory missing.
We were taken through to the holding pens, the sawdust underfoot nice and warm and the presence of other animals warming the air. I shivered again, but it wasn?t as cold anymore and I waited patiently in the chute, third in line. There were two lots to go before us though, one of cows and the other horses, and I could hear the audience now, shouting out bids above the general conversation. It wouldn?t be long now. Soon I?d know if I was good enough to tempt a man to take me as a wife...
What if I wasn?t attractive enough to make any man consider me as good wife material? What if no man out there was even willing to bid on me? It could happen; big tits and wide hips didn?t guarantee anything. If there was no life as a wife ahead of me, I?d be taken by the highest bidder for whatever service they wanted of me, and if there were no bidders, then the state stepped in and utilised me as they saw fit. The best I could hope for was housework. The duties of a wife without any of the benefits ? like gifts of clothes and ornaments, and the freedom to go out uncovered by a burga. And nice things to eat and drink.
But due to an increased awareness of environmental concerns, the popularity of going back to nature, manual labour in factories and farms and such things were in greater demand. Father himself had twenty females who worked the fields, having scaled down his reliance on machinery and chemicals. Sometimes I saw some of them, yoked and pulling ploughs, others scrabbling in the dirt hauling weeds and rocks out. The state had given him the females for free, as an incentive to turn the farm more environmentally friendly.
And even that fate was nothing compared to some I had heard about. Like medical research. Like hunts.
I had reason to tremble, and I wasn?t the only one. The one who had screeched when her virginity was being inspected was shaking so much the fencing was rattling. Not much noise, but enough to get my attention and if she wasn?t careful, she was going to get more than a slap for offending a second time. It would be a simple thing to reach over so she wasn?t touching the fence, but we weren?t allowed to talk or touch other females without permission, and now wasn?t the time or place for me to be disobedient.
Just in case the men did notice the rattling, I stood far enough away from the sides so there was no chance of mistaking me for the offender.
And then we were moving forward and all thought left my head.
I remember it being bright, lots of artificial lights as well as the sun coming in through the auction room windows. The place was more windows than wall, and it was ironic that I got to see more of the world outside the estate right then than at any time in my past. Covered by burgas and huddled on the floors of vehicles with eyes obediently lowered, or put in the trunk, or in cases and crates, none of it allowed for much sightseeing.
Bright and loud. There were hundreds of men looking us over as we walked around the auction ring, their voices and gestures more than a little intimidating. I just followed the female in front and tried to not see anything even as I was told to look this way and that.
I remember the smell too, man sweat and cigarettes and animal stink.
Then the auctioneer was holding me by my arm, moving me around, bending me forward, spreading my bum cheeks, bending me back and having hold my pussylips apart. I jumped up and down a few times, offered my tits to some in the audience who squeezed and verified they were real, and the same for my cunt. Virgin, the word was passed through the crowd. Would make a good wife, the auctioneer said, excellent pedigree, trained in looking after the household, a cattle and pig farm, a produce farm; early puberty, good breeding investment. Good resale potential.
His words went over my head. I just listened out for the commands shutting out everything else, as I had been trained to do all my life
I was taken off to the side, behind some screens, and some men came to inspect me more personally. One forced his hand inside my mouth, and I gagged repeatedly but didn?t try to back away from him. My eyes were tearing and I was really afraid I would throw up on him and that would be disastrous. Fear helped me keep from doing that, but my whole body was spasming from the hand he was trying to worm down my throat.
?You?re a virgin in all your holes??
I nodded, but said ?yes, Sir? too even though his hand was still inside my mouth. Some men are offended when you don?t respond vocally.
He shook his head and left. My heart sank. But the other two preferred complete virgins and I tried even harder to please them. More fingering of my cunt, quite painful stretching to see how many fingers I could take, and the same with my ass. I was bent over, my legs spread and my hands against the fence. They reached over now and then to feel my breasts, spanked me a few times and one whipped me with his belt to see how well I took the pain. I took it quietly, like the men in my family had taught me to take it.
But some men liked noise and I felt my fear rise again. ?I can be noisy too, Sirs.?
They laughed, patting my hot punished ass. ?If we wanted you noisy, you?ll be noisy.? There was a hard spank then, making me flinch. ?Go on, then, go back out there.?
I went back out to the ring.
And the rest I can?t remember very clearly. Bidding began, loud and fast and I remember just listening out for the auctioneer?s instructions when my turn came. It is all blurry and hazy in my head, and then there was a bright golden rope being tied around my neck and I was led out of the auction. I knew what the rope meant, but I didn?t react, I just numbly went along until I was crouched inside a cunt carrier, until the darkness somehow woke me up.
I almost pissed myself in relief. Whatever else I didn?t remember, the colour of the rope was clear in my mind and the feel of it now in the dark was like the best comfort I could imagine. I was hot and sweaty crammed inside my carrier, and the smell of my own fear was offensive, but I was almost giddy with happiness because I was going to be a wife. A wife! - the highest status for a female and I had made it!
There were sounds outside, and I wished I could see out but even the slot at the bottom had been shut. I wondered how the others had fared, whether any had been unlucky and had ended up under the state. Especially number 2. She had been too fragile for any man to seriously consider her, but then again, some men preferred a challenge. I know my Brother liked his females obedient, like all men, but he also liked using force to get obedience. He liked seeing us trying to obey and failing, and then making us obey. Maybe she?d be lucky enough to get a man like him.
But my mind came quickly back to my own situation and I wrapped the rope round and round my hand and held it to my face, smelling and licking and rubbing it all over my face. I was to be wed, I was going to be a wife. I rested my head on the floor, my roped hand tucked in over my mouth and nose, and went to sleep breathing in the smell of the wife leash.
~tbc~
come whisper sweet pervy things in my ear: [email protected]
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I’m Jenna. I am 25 years old, have brown eyes and long brown hair. I would refer to myself as ample, yet fit. My perky C cup tits and my plump ass are always the first thing a man notices. I have a smart-ass persona and really could care less what people think of me. I tell people what you see is what you get, if you don’t like it, then you can take a walk. As a teenager, I was wild and out of control, my cocky attitude got me in a lot of trouble. I’ve since then calmed down and I owe it all...
“Angie, what’s wrong?” “He’s back.” “Who’s back?” “This guy I went out with a few times. I’m afraid he’s going to hurt me.” “Where are you?” “I’m at my sister’s. It’s about an hour away.” “Why didn’t you call me?” “I came home and noticed his car parked in front of my house. I just took off. My phone died and I couldn’t charge it because the charger was at my house. Your number is in my phone, so I couldn’t get at it to call you. I went to my sister’s house. I didn’t know what else to...
A Visit to the North by MadQuill Part Three This is a mystery story of Annabelle's changed life. The characters are all fictional. There are many chapters so please consider finding and reading the earlier parts. Please leave your comments. A Lead The return train ride to Washington allowed Barbara time to consider and think of the possibilities. She just considered the web data and connections too improbable. Was her concealment of her past sexual adventures also part of...
Mike wore the same suit that he had worn at the funeral of his wife and child. Putting it on had reminded him of that horrible day. The funeral for Dale wasn’t quite the same circus. There were over fifty members of the Intelligence 100 present to give their respects to one of the founders of the group. For some reason, Mike was asked to give the eulogy. Stepping to the front of the room, Mike looked at the faces in the room. There was an undercurrent of anger at the loss of one of their...
Seduced by my Boss.When I was 18, my boss and I were called to work in the States. I had never really traveled and never been to America so it was quite exciting. When we arrived in Ft Lauderdale we checked in and went to our room, not long after our contact invited us out to go clubbing, but I was so tired and I stayed in as the jetlag completely killed me. David went out and I had a shower to cool down as I had never experienced such humidity. I lay on the bed with my towel around my waist...
period sex: You either love and embrace it or you hate and avoid it, but it doesn’t have to be that way. There’s definitely a correlation between menstruation and libido—hormonal changes can intensify sexual appetite, and orgasms can actually assuage period cramps (thanks to a release of dopamine, oxytocin and other pain-killing endorphins). And because vagina-owners excrete so much fluid while shedding the uterus, that extra lubrication can make vaginal sex go a lot smoother, too.Thankfully,...
Kleio Valentien was born in Austin, Texas, on January 15th, 1986. She spent her youth growing up on a farm in the suburbs. In the suburbs? I guess it wasn't a particularly large farm.From Vet Tech to Best BreastsAfter graduating high school, Kleio went to school to become a vet tech, which she did for a time, along with bartending. However, we all know what happens to church-going Texan farm girls: They end up sucking dick on camera for the joy of folks like me and my readership. Jesus ain't...
Twitter Porn AccountsLeather & Lace Chapter 1 - Temporary Initiation By the White Knight I responded to a call from my temp agency to be at Madison and 63rd, at 9:00 am on Monday morning, for an undetermined length assignment. Short on money I really wanted to make a good impression, hoping that they would keep me on for a while, so I showed up a half-hour early. Walking into the lobby of the brown stone building, I was immediately met by a doorman. He asked if he could help me and I told him I was looking for the...
"The New Secretary II" I had thought about ending the charade but the paychecks were good and for the moment I didn't have anywhere else to go. Since the job market was still tight I stayed on at the law office and continued as "Deborah" the secretary. As the months passed and then a year and then two and with Donna's continued tutoring I had become quite used to dressing and acting the part of not only a proper secretary but as a lady. That seemed to please her to no end! Then I...
‘Too good to be true,’ that’s what the guy said. I should have thought about those words more carefully. “Security System – Special offer” It detects any movement, calls the cable company and they send the cops, or the fire brigade. Even my husband thought it was a good idea and the price was ridiculous. The installers were good but kind of secretive too. They said it was better for the householders not to know exactly where the sensors were but we should be happy that it covered the house,...
ReluctanceTammy was a work mate. We sold real estate, mainly condominium projects. and we often attended seminars together. I hadn't really paid much attention to Tammy, although she was a beautiful lady in her late thirties. A few months back, our boss decided to send us to Austin, Texas, to open up a new condominium project. I didn’t relish the assignment because I’d be gone from home for several days each week. Fortunately, I had a very understanding wife who knew my absence was a part of the job. I...
VoyeurI led Valerie down the hallway to my bedroom. Once we were inside and the door clicked shut, I took her over to my bedside."What are we doing in here?" she asked."I owe you a mind-bender... I thought you'd be more comfortable on the bed than the sofa or the floor," I said.My sister smiled and blushed. "Thank you.""Now crawl up on the bed and get comfortable. Prepare for liftoff, Astronaut Valerie!" I said."You're a nut, Bobby!" she said, giggling as she got onto the bed. She crawled to the...
IncestMisunderstood Fortune Written by Dauphin http://dauphinsworld.activeboard.com/ There are many families that have problems with their children. We can see that many boys get in mischief and fights, do not respect elders, try things that are shunned at, listen to the wrong music. I think this has also been the case, since the start of mankind. Nowadays we have special educational classes for these boys, and psychiatrists, and book after book on how to make boys less aggressive and...
In the fall of 2020, twelve female personalities of international politics disappeared in a single night. Secret services around the planet were astonished, not being able to explain how any organization could have the necessary infrastructure to organize a global operation like that, and do it without being detected. The answer to who could have done it and why arrived two days later. A video was simultaneously uploaded to hundreds of streaming websites, from YouTube or Dailymotion (that...
BDSMMeri bahen Geeta k boobs bahut tight aur heavy the mukhe suka ehsas tab hua jab me Geeta ko college chhod ne ja raha tha. Me bike speed me chalata hu. Age Rikshaw vale ne ek dum break mari to maine bhi bike ki disc break jor se dabai. Geeta mere se chips gai. Usk e dono boobs meri chhati se dan gaye. Me to man hi man khush ho gaya. . Wo kafi kadak the. Wo boli dekhay k chalavo. Yake bad mujh de raha nahi gaya aur raste me 3-4 bar side disc break lagai. Har bar yake boobs meri chhati ko chhu...
IncestHi, this is rohit here from Bangalore this is my 5rd story in ISS, if any mistake means please forgive me. And rest of my story you can read my clicking on my name i.e rohit26.First about me, those who don’t know about me, i am 26 year old, 5.11 height, weight 65, and average body with the good big dick of 7.8 inch with good stamina of fuck longer time. Coming to the story this incident happened very resent 2 week before when I am going to my native by train. And I always read this kind of...
I called off my date with Gina. I told her in person. "Too bad. I was considering buying black fishnets for the occasion." "On you, they might have turned into a fetish for me." "Instead, you turned into a shit." Her shaking head underscored disapproval. "Look. You're only interested in playing, pretending more than participating. I won't get what I need trying it with you. "I would have made it worth your time and, ahem, effort." Her swallow following her words spoke truer....
I froze. My lips were dry, again. My hands kept trying to open the lid of the water bottle, but they were sweating, I was always sweating here. What is happening? I thought. I remembered my step-father, commenting what had become my new personal mantra: ‘You can’t escape the sun there’. I didn’t remember his exact words but I knew that’s what he’d meant. The plastic crumpled as I f****d it with more violence than I’d meant to use. The water here had a faint metallic taste. Warm; it brought no...
Because of my work we moved to a new town and a new house next door to a slightly older couple called Marge and Bill. We quickly made friends and were often round each other's houses just talking and having a laugh. Bill was a Welshman and totally into Rugby and we could hear him shouting his support for his national team through our dividing wall whenever there was a match on the TV! Marge on the other hand hated all sport, let alone Welsh Rugby! She was Cornish (from Cornwall, England for...
For several weeks I had been corresponding with a guy on a gay site. I am not new to sucking cock but this took things to a whole new level. It started out that he wanted to meet and have me suck his cock dry. This of course sounded good to me and I agreed we should meet. I am 67 and retired so I am fairly flexible but for some reason he was always seeming to put me off but he kept the conversations going. Perhaps that was a good thing because as we talked more he seemed to bring out some...
Gale closed his eyes. And unexpectedly exploded in the back of her throat. He gasped his way through his release, wanting to instantly apologize but the way she reacted, keeping him deep in her throat as she swallowed and continued sucking until he became too sensitive. ‘I’ve haven’t blown my load that quick since I was a kid.’ He panted, shivering as she nuzzled his balls, taking one into her mouth. ‘Sorry.’ ‘There’s nothing to be sorry about.’ She murmured, licking his nut sack. ‘It’s...
My sister (Bel) and I are twins. Sort of. I’m Alan. We celebrate the same birthday. We are in the same grade in school – right now, that’s Junior Year of Waltrup High. Our Moms insist we were born at the same moment. Right. We don’t really look alike; of course – she’s a woman. She has rich, chestnut brown hair, a turned-up nose. She stands 5 feet 11 inches tall, as opposed to my 6 feet zero. My hair is lighter than hers. We keep our hair short because we swim 50 laps every morning and long...
You haven’t moved an inch when I return with a plate of breakfast. You probably didn’t have the energy. That was one hell of a string of orgasms I gave you just a little while ago. You open your eyes when you hear me enter, and you smile. ‘Mmmm, that smells wonderful Hun. What is it?’ ‘Eggs, and sausage. And a glass of orange juice.’ I put it down on the end table and help you sit up. You thank me for the help with a smile, knowing that you don’t have the energy to move yet. I pull out a...
With now having no worries about Mom, I talked Candy into making out for a while as we cuddled close, due to the smallness of the bed. To fall asleep with my arms around my beautiful and naked sister, I knew the days to follow were going to be fabulous. The next morning after we got up and took a shower together, we walked into the kitchen where Mom was cooking; wearing an apron over the bra and panties she had worn to sleep last night. “Hi kids - woke up rested, so I thought I would...
One evening, I was home alone. My wife had gone out with her friends and I did not want to go with her. So I stayed home and watched some TV. After a couple of hours, I started up my laptop to check my email. Nothing in my inbox, so I decided to check out some porn site. I had seen this site a couple of times when I had browsed the web. It was a site where white women fucked big black cocks. I had often thought about how it would be to see my beautiful wife stuffed with a huge black cock. My...
Wow… You pick this story up at the end of a crazy night clubbing in Ibiza…. what started off as a quiet drink, ended up as a crazy night of unexpected excess!What an amazing night! So much laughter & amazing fun was had, I was literally on cloud nine. little did I know, but this was only just the beginning of one of the most memorable nights of my life…….I had been out to an amazing club night, a load of us, me & friends, got a little twisted on Ecstasy & before we knew it, the club...
"Hey Mark, get in the goddamn car already." "Patience dammit, i have to close the store." "Hurry the hell up, I’m tired and horny." "You’re always horny." "Not while tired. Well not always." "Whatever." I close the shutter gates and lock them good. Then i walk down the big stairs trying not to slip on the wet concrete. When i get down i walk past Emily’s car, going for the underground parking space to get my own. But I’m soon halted by Emily`s angry voice. "Where the fuck do you think you’re...
What’s up people? Stefano Saint-Mathieu here. Technically, I’m supposed to leave work around seven in the morning but I almost never do. The bus heading to Nepean stops by the Bank Street building where I work overnight security around six thirty five, and I try my best to catch it. Otherwise I’d have to wait for the next one at six forty five, and in the freezing core of downtown Ottawa, that sucks. The Ontario winter is no joke. So I always make a run for it when I see the bus. I absolutely...
What am I getting myself into now? I was about to leave when I heard the sounds of someone slowly moving along the wall to find their way in the dark. Eventually, Carrie emerged with another girl in tow. The girl with Carrie, name Angel, is best described as a girl resulting from sex between a waif and fairy. She had white-blonde hair and eyebrows, bright piercing blue eyes, who was almost as tall as I, and with barely enough fat in her body to give her small breasts, but not any butt. She...
Beep. Beep. Beep. For the life of him, Brandon could not find the button to turn the alarm clock off. Half-asleep, he fumbled with the plastic device, getting more and more agitated each time one of the incessant beeps sounded. “Goddamn it…” he groaned. Eventually he decided to pull out the batteries and the alarm abruptly ended, allowing calm to finally descend. The sunlight streamed in through the windows and he turned his face away, trying to get back to sleep. The ceiling fan whirred...
Gianna Dior has been hanging out with Mackenzie Moss, who is married to her brother in law, Tyler Nixon. Tyler is in much better shape than Gianna’s husband, and to top it off, Gianna finds that she’s attracted to Mackenzie in addition to Tyler. Eventually, Gianna hatches a plan to get everything she wants. When Mackenzie and Gianna decide to change clothes together, Gianna can’t keep her eyes off her crush. She puts on a sheer lacy top to cover her boobs and big areolas, then...
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TabooWhat’s up, you fucking perv!? Haven’t you got tired of jacking off to those Japanese cartoons all day? (That’s right! I still refuse to call it “anime”! Go outside, haha!) Isn’t it about time you get off to something a little more interesting? There’s a bunch of 3D girls out there waiting for your cum tributes! And no, I’m not talking about the 3D girls you’ll find when you finally leave your cum cave! I mean actual 3D animations!That’s right, my horny little friend! We’re gonna be talking...
3D Porn Sitesim a 20year old boy residing in bangalore next to my house there were couples who had a 5 year old daughter..the aunty was 38 yrs very sexy seducing i had a horny feeling on her her name was sangeetha aunty..as days passed on she was staring at me i also didnt take it seriously as days went she became a good family friend..one day she slipped and sprained her hips..i went to visit her to ask how was she feeling..she invited me to come in she was a perfect structured aunty i was always seeing...
Introduction: Bengali wife fucked by neighbours son My name is R Khan, and Id like to tell you this true story of my beautiful wife Salma getting fucked by our neighbours son, it took place about two months ago, Before I tell you about this incident let me tell you about my wife, Salma is 32 year old, she is 5 5 tall, weighs about 115 pound, and a 34D 25 36 figure. while Shes got a lovely figure, its her pert ass and firm toned legs are her asset, wev been married for 9 years. and were born in...
This is completely true.It was on my birthday, as we were dressing to go out to dinner, that my wife Anna decided, for some reason I never have understood, to tell me about her sex life before we met. It was a lurid tale, but luckily for her I am not a jealous guy.When Anna (not her real name) turned sixteen, she and her friend Jean decided they were sick of being virgins, especially since all their friends at the large public high school they attended seemed to be getting it regularly. Neither...
TrueDear Dave: When you caught me with your friend sucking his cock I thought I lost you forever. You know I'm going through this transformation just for you. The hormones, the therapy, the boob job. Its all for you. He just took advantage of me while you were away, and you know how I get with the rum and cokes. He was nice to me, Dave, and I was so horny for some cum. I really needed to suck him, baby, because you had been gone so long. If it helps sweety, his cock is nowhere as nice as...
Tabitha cuts off the shower, steps out and dries off. She figures that tonight is getting just a little out of control, and there is too much risk to stay. So she plans to just gather up her clothes and slip out the door. With any luck, Gordon and his brother are double teaming Nola and none of them are out in the living room. But luck isn’t on her side. The door to the bathroom opens and Gordon, with all his naked glory, steps in. She stands there for a moment stunned, and is about to tell...
Introduction: sorry for the grammer errors it was December 24th and it was my two year anniversary with sky. i dont know how i survived through it. since that night with Chris i havent been the same. its only been three months but Ive noticed Im more dominate. sky planned on taking me to his parents house for Christmas. i didnt protest because at least his drunk family would be entertainment. they live way out in the middle of no where. it takes four hours to drive out there and the only...
JEN.TXT by Cindy V. femdom, TV, humiliation I don't think Jennifer has ever liked me. Jennifer is about 23, with long black hair. She is very pretty, and she accomplishes her beauty with only a little dark grey eyeliner. She would be a knockout with a little more makeup. She also dresses very conservatively for someone her age, often with a jacket and knee or below length skirts, and very low heels. She walks with a slouch, not with the confident walk of someone so lovely. And she...
Hi, my name is Anitha and I am 26 years old. I am married to Saravanan, 30 years old, for the past 3 years. We have a one-year-old baby boy and so I’m still a lactating mother. I’m 6′ and my stats are 34-26-34. My hubby takes care of me well and we have no issues between us. My husband has a brother named Chandran. He has just finished his MBA studies and works in a firm. We all stay in Bangalore but my devar lives in a different locality and comes to see us every weekend. One such weekend when...
IncestThe Changeling, Chapter 3 Inches I woke up topless, in a cardboard box in an alley somewhere downtown. It was after dawn, but not by much. A ceiling of ominous grey clouds blocked the sky, and I shivered as my skin was pelted by a light spray of needle rain. There had a momentary pang of elation when I had first come out of my dream, a nightmare of gang rape and murder. This blissful feeling evaporated the moment I realized that the soft pillows on which I had been resting my...
Natalia stroked the amazingly soft skin of Jessie’s inner thigh as they were watching a rental movie on the small screen which was mounted at the wall of her bedroom. They were lying next to each other, their bodies’ naked skin touching, enjoying the closeness. Jessie truly enjoyed Natalia’s teasing fingers but actually she longed for more and she tried to slowly wiggle her body down. “What are you doing?” asked the redhead, faking her ignorance. As the Latina tilted her hips down hoping...
Chapter 1[/b] I’d been going with Steph for about three months; she was a gorgeous auburn haired 16 year old with a fantastic slim body and we were really into each other. I was 17 and about six months older than Steph. Neither of us were what you could call sexually experienced, in fact Steph was still a virgin when I met her. I had had a few sexual experiences but was by no means an accomplished performer. We were on a date one night in town when after a few drinks we found a dark spot...
This week I was at an upscale hotel I frequently travel to. I got back to my room at about 11:00PM after a work dinner. There was knock at what I thought was my the door. When I went to look through the peephole. It was actually a woman knocking on the door right next to my room. She was dressed like a business woman. Tall, great shape, attractive. My room had a door that opens to their room I guess if someone wanted a two room suite. I could hear them pretty clearly. They were chatting about...