David and Sarah
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Bringing in Sarah by DJ Tuk
At 38 Sarah Philips has made it. She has power running a small governmentsponsored organisation earning an excellent salary. And she fits the job. At5'11'' she is tall, fit, elegant and dresses to match in a classic businessclothes. She poses a powerful picture. Whilst she parties hard, most of hertime is devoted to her work and although she has had a few (well publicised)flings there is no significant other sharing her expensive house in rural countrysidewest of London.
The clock was showing a little after 6 when her PA popped her head roundthe door and asked if there was anything more for the night. It was only Tuesdaybut the week had been demanding already.
"No you go off now Jane," Sarah insisted, "I won't be far behind you. I fancya long bath and a quiet night," she added and continued finishing up. Janehad only been with her a couple of months but was already a remarkable PA ableto manage the day to day running of her affairs. At 32 Jane too was tall andattractive although nothing compared to her boss.
Jane smiled and left the old country house that doubled as the organisation'smain office.
Sarah had only been home a few minutes when the door bell rang. Not expectingvisitors she was cautious as she opened the door to a UPS courier. 'Parcelfor Ms Philips,' he announced and although Jane was not expecting a deliveryshe signed the electronic pad and accepted the box, which proved to be relativelyheavy.
Intrigued Sarah slit open the black shrink wrapped plastic to reveal a compactchest similar to a mechanics tool chest. There was however no handles on thedraws just a simple sticker on the top with the instruction to place on a firmsurface. Sarah placed the chest on the kitchen table and was getting suspicious(especially in this day of terrorist attacks) when the top of the box hingedup automatically opening with it a small colour screen of a compact laptopcomputer.
Sarah smiled. 'The lengths some marketing people will go to these days isunbelievable,' she thought as the screen flicked on with a colour screen. Textstarted to appear and from a small speaker the words were read as they appeared.
"Please excuse the intrusion," it started in a male voice. "We representa very special dating agency for Dominants and Submissives. You recently visitedour web site." Sarah was horrified – was nothing secure these days. Unfortunatelyas this was only a computer she couldn't tell it that she was only lookingout of a mild interest and had no intention of progressing it further.
"Some of our clients," the machine continued, "have high profiles and areunable to even experiment without media interest – so we have devisedthis package. The box is expensive and so we have only sent it to you to try – itwill be collected in the next day or so. The objective is to let you try theSubmissive role in your own home, under your own control with no chance ofany media knowledge. If you decide that you may like to take things furtherthen you can contact us and we will use our discreet membership to help. Thistrial is free – our membership is not. If you are interested just clickon the yes button on the screen that follows - the programme will take aboutfour hours. If you want to delay the trial please enter a suitable date andwe'll get the courier to return the box at the appropriate time. If you arenot interested please hit the NO box, the programme will close itself and thebox will be collected – and accept our apologises for disturbing yourday."
With that the screen changed to offer the three options mentioned.
Sarah stood dumfounded. How could a company go to these lengths on the basisof a visit to a website that should have been anonymous anyway. She was howevermore than a little curious. 'Domination by machine,' was something she hadnever considered. Agonising moments went past as she stared at the unchangingscreen.
'Four hours' she mused. She had nothing planned and it would be interesting.She can after all stop it at any time. She hovered over the YES button andeventually pressed it.
"Thank you," voiced the machine "Enjoy your evening".
The screen changed. "It would be preferable if this unit was situated inyour bedroom, so that you can view the screen when lying on the bed – andremember the whole process will take about four hours – press any keywhen ready."
The anticipation was having its effect the problems of the day having evaporatedand Sarah quickly moved the unit to her master bedroom positioning it on asmall table adjacent to the bed. She pressed the key.
"First some questions to help tailor your evening," the machine spoke.
A questionnaire type form filled the screen with simple yes/no answers.
Have you ever had a dominant experience – no
Have you ever had a submissive experience – no
Have you ever been interested in a sub/dom experience – pause – yes
Have you ever been tied up during sex – yes
Have you ever had sex with another woman -no
Do you have any body piercings – no
Any tattoos – no
And finally would you prefer to be spoken to by a man or a woman. Sarah thoughtfor a moment and hit WOMAN. The computerised voice changed and from then onthe mechanical voice was definitely female.
The screen cleared and announced "We're ready to start – however itgreatly increases the experience if you remove all your clothes, shave offall pubic hair and kneel in the centre of your bed – press any key whenready."
Getting undressed in her own bedroom in front of a computer was no problembut the shaving part made her think. Sarah kept her pubes neatly trimmed butintact. She thought about ignoring this part but then decided that it wouldn'thurt – it might even add to the game – which is how she was thinkingthis evening would be. Sarah disappeared into the en-suite bathroom and emergeda few minutes later after some deft work with the 'Bic'. A smile crept acrossher face – this was both fun and exciting and the machine was right -her now naked pussy did add to the experience. She knelt as requested and pressedthe button.
"Please note that from here on you have no alternative but to complete thesession. For the first part you will put on the pair of leather briefs in thetop drawer." With that the handle less top draw slowly slid open. There weretwo items but one was clearly a pair of briefs or more a thong. The crutchpart had a small rounded pyramid that would fit directly over Sarah's pussy.The crutch too was quite thick but the front and back of the throng were toughleather. The front was two straps the back a single one all attached to a waistband.Sarah was just examining the garment when the computer spoke.
"It will be more comfortable if the centre section is lubricated using thegel in the draw. Ensure your pussy lips are in the centre of the two strapsand not squashed behind them – press any key or the help button if needed."
Sure enough there was a small tube in the draw and Sarah applied a liberalcoating before slipping on the briefs. By now she was getting into this andwanted to find out what the feeling would be like. The waist band was in twoparts that slid into each other. As she put the briefs on the band would onlytighten and not release so she quickly realised there was no obvious way ofopening it again. She would worry about that later. Looking down she was amazedat the sight. The dark leather straps, her nude pussy and her lips forced outbetween the straps. She pressed the key on the machine.
"The other part of the device clips over the front of the briefs and clipsinto a small socket between your legs – there will be a definite clickwhen the unit is in place. 'What a shame,' thought Sarah, 'having to hide allof this' as she slipped the box like unit over the waist band coving the entirefront of the briefs and clipped it into the base of the pyramid.
No sooner had she heard the click than the small pyramid started vibrating.Helped by the lubrication it was quickly hitting the spot as a wave of pleasureswept over Sarah. "You are being rewarded for your progress so far but it willnot last long" announced the female voice. Sure enough just as Sarah was beginningto think this was the most remarkable device the vibrations stopped.
"That is just a taste if you do as you are asked." Sarah smiled – howcould she fail to do what the machine asked if that was just a taste.
"In the next draw you will find a bra – please put it on." The toneof the computer was becoming more authoritative but carefully and in measuredamounts so as not to worry Sarah.
The bra looked like a cross between a torture device and something Madonnawould wear on stage. Skimpy it certainly wasn't. Sarah had quite small breastsbut the inside of the bra fitted well but the outside had two large boxes overeach boob and it was joined in the centre of the front by the same concertinaband with no obvious undo button. As she pressed the two together around hershe left it deliberately loose.
"Please make sure that the bra is snug and tight with your nipples well intoeach cup – press any key when ready."
'How did the machine know it was on loose or was that just a general comment,'Sarah thought but she duly complied pushing the two halves of the bra closertogether. She pressed the button.
The machine was right. The earlier vibrations were only a taste. The vibrationsin her pussy started again but at a much more pleasurable intensity. At thesame time each nipple was being gently sucked and squeezed by the bra. Severalminutes past and wave after wave of ecstasy was building in her body and shewas convinced a climax would be along soon when the vibrations infuriatingstopped. Sarah protested but suddenly felt silly talking to a computer.
"Let me assure you the best is yet to come," the voice said "but you mustearn it. In the next draw you will find some cuffs. This is not really bondageas on each cuff is a small blue release button. Lie on you back on the bed.Place the larger set between your ankles with the spare chain attaching toyour crutch. The smaller cuffs are attached to a collar. Please place themon now."
Anxious for the vibrations to continue Sarah took the cuffs from the draw.The cuffs were lined and soft and she tested the button on each to make sureit really did release. The chains between the cuffs were multilinked and heldin a plastic covering. The ankles were fine but Sarah wasn't sure about thecollar. She checked the release mechanism and it opened every time with a positiveclick. She relented and put on the collar and the wrist cuffs.
She was going to reach over and press the keyboard but the machine seemedto know when the last cuff was in place.
"Welcome to the world of submission and bondage Sarah." For the first timethe machine used her name and she was taken aback.
"You are now at my mercy. You will receive pleasure that you couldn't havedreamed of but you have lost all control. The blue buttons on you cuffs arenow inoperative. And the chains are tightening and within a few seconds willbecome stronger than if they were steel bars." The chains seemed to pull closerbut became rods. Sarah was now flat on her back hands pinned 18 inches eitherside of her head, her legs spread and unable to move thanks to the bar attachedto her pussy.
"What do you want," Sarah demanded out loud. To her absolute surprise thecomputer replied. "Exactly what I've got – you. You have submitted freelyup to this point now there is no way back – ever."
"You can hear me?" Sarah enquired not believing this was happening.
"Hear you of course, see you as well and more important – control you.Enjoy the pleasure."
Sarah was about to protest, scream, anything when the vibration started again.Slowly at first in her pussy she felt the tingling but this was different.The small pyramid was being inflated and the only place it could go was up.As the invasion grew so did the intensity of the vibrations. Now too her pussylips between the two straps were also being teased and pulled. Sarah realisedshe was in a serious position but the waves of pleasure meant she could notcontrol herself and she felt a massive orgasm building inside. At the precisemoment of orgasm her pussy lips were held firmly and she felt a stabbing painbut the power of the orgasm overpowered it.
The machine let her recover but only for a few seconds. Again the pussy vibrationsnow with her pussy stretched around an inflated dildo. This time the bra cameback into play. Pulling, squeezing and sucking her nipples. Again the sensationwas too strong and again as she orgasmed there was a sharp stab this time inher nipple. Again a rest bite and another orgasm. For the next hour the cyclewas repeated until Sarah was exhausted.
Then without warning the machine stopped vibrating and the front of the collarstarted getting wider forcing Sarah's head to look at the ceiling. She treidto look down but the last thing she saw was the front of one of the boxes overher boob opening and a pen moving out. By now she was too tired to care onlyvaguely aware of a low buzzing on her chest. She drifted into an uncontrolledsleep.
At 6am the computer alarm went off. Sarah turned over and immediately rememberedthe events of the night before. The steel bars had loosened to become chainsagain. Her thoughts quickly returned.
"The blue buttons are active again you are no longer held in bondage," thecomputer announced, "but you will always be mine." Sarah pressed the buttonsto release herself and then noticed her chest. Across her chest was an intricatepattern in black of some kind of mythical animal. "Now you can say that youhave a tattoo." Sarah rubbed the black print but it was permanent. "If youslide off the bra you will find that you now have some pretty nipple adornments." Sarahpulled the bra sides apart only to see that her nipples had been stretchedand two bars put in at right angles to each other forming a cross. She wouldfind out later that a ring also adorned her pussy.
"What do you want from me?" she screamed at the machine.
"You, my darling. Just you. You are mine now. You have no choice. You haveuntil 11am to go to your office, clear your desk and get your body to me."
Sarah stared at the computer in disbelief. "I think the game is over now," shedeclared. "I am in my own house, on my own. I do not have to do anything ofthe sort. In a minute I shall jettison this little box of tricks out in thestreet – no better still in the pond and you can sue me if you like." Sarah'sconfidence had returned the nightmare was over – she had finished withbeing a submissive.
"Just before we part may I make a couple of observations. You are still wearingthe briefs." At that moment a powerful electric shock shot through Sarah'spussy momentarily immobilising her not to mention causing her to scream. Thecomputer waited a short while before continuing. "Before you take a knife tothe briefs I would warn you that that would be most unwise as there are otherlittle nasties hidden in the straps that you might regret. The same thing willalso happen, by the way, should the computer loose contact with the belt – sothe pond would also not be good for you. At 11 o'clock an email will be automaticallysent to a number of selected people, friends, relations and of course colleagues.Take a look at the preview." The screen cleared and there were moving picturesof Sarah putting on the briefs, in the throws of an orgasm, being tattooed. "Theemail will be sent unless you do exactly as you are told."
Sarah's new found confidence melted quicker than an ice cream on a hot day.
The bottom drawer of the computer unit gently opened. "You may unclip thefront pouch of the briefs but the briefs themselves will not be coming offjust yet. In the drawer you will find a tight fitting short black sleevelessdress – it has a high neck so will not show off your new found artworkbut will probably reveal your permanently erect nipples – do not weara bra or anything else for that matter except the black stockings and heeledshoes in the drawer. You can of course use some make up – you look asthough you've been up all night. The small box in the drawer should be withyou always. It will ensure your briefs don't explode when you leave the house.I would get to your office very soon, clear your desk and get out in good timeto be here – a package is being delivered to your office shortly witha pre-programmed GPS system. Open the package, switch it on and it will guideyou to me."
Sarah sat numbed looking at the screen. "And if I don't," she said out loudbut really to herself. "If you don't all your friends will see you as a totalsubmissive slut and they will subsequently find your body still wearing thebriefs they have seen you put on willingly in your own home, alone. It willlook like an experiment that went wrong. You have little time – thisconversation is at an end."
The lid of the box closed – leaving just the bottom drawer open.
Sarah sat in her office at 8.00 with hardly anyone around. She sat at hercomputer and composed a letter of resignation sighting a personal emergencywhich she quickly printed out and left on her empty desk. She was just aboutto leave when she realised there was no package – no way of getting toher destination. She phoned the mail room but nothing had been received yet.By now it was 8.30 and people were starting to arrive for their day's work.
Her PA Jane popped her head around the door to say good morning and her jawdropped at the sight of her boss. "I have a family crisis," Sarah stumbled "Iam leaving now I'll explain later but for now can you get this letter to CentralOffice." Jane offered the normal conciliatory offers of help and took the letter.
"Oh I nearly forgot," said Jane as she was leaving, "this parcel was on mydesk marked urgent but I guess it doesn't matter anymore." Sarah rushed outfrom behind the desk, showing off the full ensemble for the first time, grabbedthe package and left at speed through a startled office.
"Turn left in 50 metres," the GPS announced. "You have arrived at your destination." Shehad been driving for over an hour by a very roundabout route and now she edgedher car up a small farm track. She stopped her car just before the gate. Shewas unsure if this was the right place until a short shock ran through herpussy. She drove on to the main door. Sarah knocked partly in fear – partlyin anger. The door opened and a tall elegant woman about her own age stoodthere naked except for a leather choker with the same tattoo and piercingsas Sarah herself.
"Why have you done this to me," Sarah cried "what have I ever done to you."
"Mistress is waiting for you" said the woman, making Sarah feel stupid – thiswas just another slave.
Sarah entered the next room and her mouth fell open speechless. "Hello Sarah.I'm sorry about all this but it's my hobby to collect and enslave successfulprofessional women. You are the third in my collection. I will enjoy trainingyou and you will receive pleasure in serving me. Welcome to the rest of yourlife." Jane smiled across the desk - her leather outfit showing curves Sarahhad never seen before but would be exploring in detail in the weeks to come.
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I am dedicating this story to Sarah….who is the cause of this entire experience…. Unlike most of my stories which actually occurred in years past, or in the case of the incest stories, are the product of my warped and vivid imagination and fantasies, this story is true and occurred in the past week. It was not planned, it just happened. Introduction: It was Monday evening, Memorial Day, 2012. My boys were home from college, we had spent the day golfing, grilling steaks, and relaxing. The boys...
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She has always made a joke of it. "We met in a church," she would say. And people who know us would do a double take. "In a church?" And of course, it was almost true. You see, in our quaint little midwestern town there was an old church building which had been empty for many years. About 15 years ago a fellow with some interesting business ideas purchased the building and opened a musical instrument store at the back of the former sanctuary and a performance music hall in the former...
What some of you already know or don't know, before I started my first real job, I studied one year at a local university. Unsuccesful cause I partied to much and I didn't want to study, so I quitted after a year. But in that first year I met somebody very interesting and somebody I still like very much to this very same day. And that's what this story is about, or should I say who : Sarah. The people who have read my previous erotic stories, know that I have had lesbian sex with a girl...
—- AUTHOR’S NOTES The protagonist of the below story is a man gifted with the ability to control the minds and bodies of others. If you are the sort of person that likes to know the features and limitations of his power, read on. If not, eh, skip to the story. Comments are welcome and can be addressed to the author via the CONTACT tab on his profile. —- Our nameless protagonist does not know how his power works other than it appears to be genetic and kicks in around puberty. He has had...
© 2001 Charmbrights Ltd. All rights reserved. Chapter One Overture The moment Wendy moved in to Simon's bedroom she started nagging him to give her a job. He really didn't want her in his office as well as in his house. Ever since his wife left him he had been shagging Wendy, but he didn't love her; he knew that now. He had started to bed her out of sheer depression and frustration, and in a weak moment had let her stay first one night, then two, then a week and now she had given up...
"Geez, why does it seem that when I am all ready depressed as all hell, the world decides to pour down rain?"This question muttered into the phone only received a laugh in return. Hayley, of course, felt no joy, though Sarah's funny little giggle always brought an answering one from her."I am being honest, sara. Jimmy treated me awful and I feel like utter shit. Then to add insult to injury, it decides to up and rain. I swear, the only thing that would make this worse is if I happened to see...
LesbianSarah and I live in a small town near Colorado. We are school friends who now go to Colorado State and are pretty inseparable. Despite being fair haired and blue eyed she is dark haired with bambi like eyes but we still feel like sisters. This is the story of how GIS has benefited me and made me into a stronger more direct woman. It was a student night in a bar. We were dressed up to the nines. Our high heels making us stand at 5ft 11 and 5ft 10. We were pre-drinking at Sarahs because I had...
Emerald Lane is a nice gated neighborhood in the suburbs of a big town. It's quiet and youthful, filled with new houses and young people. The perfect place for a couple like Duke and Sarah Adams. The two 25-year-olds had gotten married four months ago, and after braving through life in the small flat they shared ever since their college days, they managed to save up enough money to get a house in Emerald Lane, their indisputable first choice. It already was a house big enough for the time they...
Group SexIt is always a bad day when you find out that you are stupid; when you find out that you have been played for a sucker. And it is an extremely bad day when you find out that the person who played you is the same person who almost every day for years has been telling you that she loves you. Sarah and I met in the ninth grade and while most people will tell you that the feelings that you have when you are that young are just 'puppy love' and immature infatuation I knew that I loved Sarah as...
© 2001 I couldn't believe this girl was being serious. Sarah has a great body especially her arse, yet she is moaning about it being too big. Sarah is 19, slim but not skinny, with a woman's, rather than a girl's, figure. Though quite pretty, Sarah seems to have a bit of an inferiority complex. Maybe it's hanging around with my daughter Amy. Amy is so strong willed she has that effect on many of her friends; her personality simply overpowers them. This evening Amy is supposed to...
*This is a work of fiction. Feedback will be greatly appreciated. If you see a well dressed guy, it probably means that he's gay, or that he has a woman pick out his clothes. So, when you walk into a clothing store and you see a blank guy, try to help him out. A few weeks ago, I too was looking for help, and by god, I wasn't getting any, and I was screwed. I had just got a new job as a sales executive, and after my first salary, my boss had asked me to return only with new clothes, or to...
A New Dress for SarahA New Dress for Sarah is going to be a one episode story, unless people really like it. It is based on a photo which I have posted in BDSM Library Forum. The name of said thread is ?Stories by Hamlet45.??Sarah, Sarah. Sarah?? I shook my head, a wide grin spreading across my face. ?Don’t you look adorable in your new dress.? In front of me was my beautiful girlfriend Sarah. Her petite figure was stretched to its maximum. I always liked to tell her she was fun sized. She had...
14th July 2004 "Morning Jean," I called out as I entered yesterday. "Good morning, Derek. Thank you for coming again. You really were such a help yesterday. I washed your lab coat but I'm afraid it hasn't come out too clean." "Thanks Jean. It's only an old one that I won't use in the lab any more." I...
DADDIES GIRL My 16 year old daughter Sarah is beautiful just an angel, long blonde hair, deep blue eyes and was just as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside. I had divorced from her mum when she 8 and we had always been very close, so much so she had chosen to come live with me when she was 11. I had no problem with it, she never got on well with her mother they always argued, anyway I loved having live with me, her company was amazing and I watched her grow into a beautiful...
IncestThe seduction of Sarah by Janet L. Stickney [email protected] The sun beat down on the hard clay of the inner delta baking it rock hard under the unrelenting sun. As the waves of heat reflected into the sky it made the air scorching hot, yet the birds loved it because they could ride the thermals without effort, soaring across the delta as they rose and fell, looking for food. The thin shade of the few trees cast a lonely shadow as I stood there in the worn gingham...
Part 1Sarah and I had been in the pub for about 2 hours when I saw Dean across the pub drinking alone. He was about 6ft 2?, African, very muscular. He was on his own. I noticed he had two chairs free next to him and hatched my plan. I beckoned Sarah for us to go and sit in the empty chairs next to him. I watched as Sarah went over and sat next to Dean. She was nicely drunk and had trouble getting onto the stall. I watched as he checked out her massive breast and pert bottom. I carried over the...
Tuesday, May 25, 1971 Nicky and Grace were still asleep as I crawled out of bed, trying not to wake them. I grabbed my jock strap, did some stretches and started my run to the registration building. By the time I returned, I wasn't nearly as winded as I had been before. Out on the front lawn, Anna was going through some sort of ritual, moving with grace and poise. I watched her as I did my cool down stretches. Finishing her exercises, Anna picked up her towel to wipe off the...
“No. there is no time,” I insisted as I drove fast but skillfully along the brand new Autobahn at 150 km hr. “But I must!” she insisted. “A half hour at most,” I insisted, “Cross your legs!” She scowled as she always did, damned woman, I only married her for her money and she only married me because I was in the SS and had a nice black uniform and a secure future. She was no beauty, we may have fumbled clumsily on our wedding night but I would not swear to it as her young Aryan maid Julia...
The first pic shows her beautifully dressed in expensive designer clothing. She really is a very attractive and confident blond, sixty-eight inches tall, size 12 plus body and my guess is size 36C bust. In the second pic the designer skirt and jacket are on the sofa behind her as she poses in skimpy black underwear, her voluptuous body is very appealing to both Roger and me. In the third and fourth pics she is standing totally naked in her heels, legs apart, with her hands on her hips. One is...
I looked out from under the bill of my cap at Sarah. I couldn’t get over how sexy she looked lying on her towel in the sand. I knew I shouldn’t be looking at her or thinking of her in that way. She was, after all, my wife’s younger sister. But how could any man not want to look at a beautiful tanned body in a tiny blue string bikini. Sarah was never one to bother with guys. I think she only ever had maybe one or two dates in her entire life. And at age thirty-four you would have thought she...
TabooThe first pic shows her beautifully dressed in expensive designer clothing. She really is a very attractive and confident blond, sixty-eight inches tall, size 12 plus body and my guess is size 36C bust. In the second pic the designer skirt and jacket are on the sofa behind her as she poses in skimpy black underwear, her voluptuous body is very appealing to both Roger and me. In the third and fourth pics she is standing totally naked in her heels, legs apart, with her hands on her hips. One is...
© Copyright 2003 Czar was out patrolling his territory, so only Caesar was with me in the corral as I worked the horses. When his ears came up, I watched him for clues as to the disturbance that had alerted him. The half-Arabian colt I was working was a smart horse, and though he had taken to neck-reigning like a duck to water, he had also started trying to anticipate what I wanted. He didn't know me well enough for that to be effective yet, so I was putting him through his paces,...
I arrived home at our recently moved in flat and made a lame attempt at making a start on sorting out the boxes and stuff piled up in our bedroom before going back to work, we had got a double bed in there somewhere and chest of draws and all still to be made up, we were living out of cardboard boxes aznd suitcases and time was something we did not have, space was another factor, we had none, we just slept in the front room on one of those putyouup things. It was not long after when the...
I was driving home from a work trip. That is how it started. There was roughly 85 miles to home. I had been driving for about an hour when my mind began wandering the way it always does when I'm not preoccupied. It always goes to the same place. For the better part of five years, I have been cross-dressing in secret whenever I have the house to myself. Sometimes I do it because it excites me sexually, and sometimes I do it just because it feels right. The way silky panties slide around on...
CrossdressingI arrived home at our recently moved in flat and made a lame attempt at making a start on sorting out the boxes and stuff piled up in our bedroom before going back to work, we had got a double bed in there somewhere and chest of draws and all still to be made up, we were living out of cardboard boxes aznd suitcases and time was something we did not have, space was another factor, we had none, we just slept in the front room on one of those putyouup things. It was not long after when the front...
Straight SexShe was the stuff of my fantasies. Sarah was not in my class at school but was the same age as me. I would watch her in the playground. She was a late developer so didn't have the large breasts of her other classmates and yet, she seemed to have a maturity above her years. I suppose that was it — she looked younger and acted older! Strangely she had friends around her but never seemed close. She didn't laugh as much and always seemed distracted — as though she had more important things to...