Indian Bride Examination and Skills Training Institute
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Ye meri life ka jo first sexperience tha wo aaj aap sab ISS readers se pehli baar share kar raha hu. Ek ek word khud likha hai maine, kahi se copy nahi kiya isliye pls mere is exprnce ko dil se padna aur dil se mujhe response bhejna.
Meri id hai –
Hi Tough Guys.
Hi all beautiful Girls & sexy ladies (I think married girls/ladies are sexier than unmarried girls but at the same time I feel unmarried girls are very very hot indeed! Ha ha ha. Me Clever na? dono ko pata raha hu!)
Mera naam RAJ hai. I am 26yrs young, height 5’8” aur body athletic. Aaj kal main MBA kar raha hu. Apni pyari Delhi ka rehne wala hu. Studies aur kaam ke silsile mein apne desh ki 50 se jyada cities ghoom chuka hu par desh se bahar ghoomne ka mauka nahi mila abhi tak. Ye apna pehla sex experience aap sabse share kar raha hu. Agar mujhe aapne pasand kiya aur achha response diya to apne baaki saare sexperiences bhi share karunga aap sabse.
Main handsome aur intelligent to hu par koi model ya hero ki tarah nahi hu, sirf ek aam ladka hu jiske dil me dusro ke liye hamesha respect hi rehti hai. Main kabhi kisi ka bura nahi chahta aur na bura karta hu. Software engineering kar chuka hu aur as a hobby main computer courses padata bhi hu. Iske alawa school aur college ke kuch subjects bhi padata rehta hu bachho ko. Personality development aur public speaking ki training bhi deta hu institutes me. Bus aise hi thodi income aa jaati hai. Main ek dum fit rehta hu kynki school aur college me sports me participate karta tha isliye ek dum athletic body hai meri. Mera lund bhi koi itna bada nahi hai ki main jor jor se bolu ki 9” ka hai, itna mota hai etc. Lekin Mera lund itna bada jarur hai ki ek ladki ke haath ki fingers ki tip se lekar uski kalaai tak ki lambaai mere lund se thodi kum hi hoti hai yaani mera lund unke haath ki lambaai se thoda bada hai. Lekin lund ka size to baad me aata hai. Usse pehle aata hai aapka behavior, pyaar, respect, junoon, jo aap ladki ko dete ho kynki ladki pehle pyaar chahti hai, respect chahti hai fir sex chahti hai. Ladki ke liye sex last me aata hai lekin hum ladke saale sex ko first priority dete hain jo ki galat hai.
Thoda jyada bor kar raha hu na? actually ISS pe ye meri 1st story hai to philosophy jhaad raha hu. Agli story me nahi karunga. Ha ha. Isse pehle maine desibaba.com pe apni ek story bheji thi to uska bht achha response mila tha. Ab dekhte hain ki ISS readers ka response kaisa rehta hai?
Us waqt main college padta tha aur saath hi computer institute mein teaching bhi karta tha. Mere saath 4 teachers aur the. 3 teachers to senior the jinse main bhi pada tha as a student usi institute mein. Mere hi batch ki ek ladki ko bhi mere saath job mili thi teacher ki, uska naam tha sonam(name changed kynki ab uski mrrg ho chuki hai aur uske 2 pyaare bachhe bhi hain to uski identity ko secret rakhna mera farz hai). Sonam ek dum simple ladki thi, dubli patli, simple features. Breast bhi bht cute chote apples ki tarah aur ek dum tight hips. Height hogi uski koi 5’5”. Bht intelligent thi aur mere saath hi baithti thi computer pe practice karte hue jab hum padte the to meri usse dosti ho gayi. Hum dono ki umr lagbhag 19 saal thi us waqt. Hamaare batch me sonam ke highest marks aaye the aur mere second highest. Ab job pe hum dono ko responsibility mili thi hamaari principal se ki ‘pagemaker’, ‘corel draw’ aur ‘ventura’ subjects ke new course design karo. Senior teachers ko dusre softwares ke course diye the aur hum dono ko in 3 softwares ke. Un dino main Jetking institute se hardware engineering bhi kar raha tha to jetking me mrng 7am jata tha class ke liye. To in naye courses ko design karne ke liye apni principal mam se request karke maine morning 9am ka time karwa liya taaki jetking inst se seedha apne inst aa jau aur course design karu. Evening mein to classes leni hoti thi isliye morning ka time hi suit karta tha. Usko pataane ke liye maine use bhi request ki to thodi aana kaani ke baad wo bhi maan gayi mrng me aane ke liye. Ab roj hum dono inst me baith kar design karte the new courses. Majedaar baat ye thi ki mrng me baaki teachers 10am aate the. Watchman building ke upar hi rehta tha to 9am institute khol ke upar chala jata tha aur hum ander computer room mein baith ke apna kaam karte the.
Tab tak main bahut confused tha ki step aage kaise lu kynki wo bht simple ladki thi. Kahi use shock na lag jaye aur inst aana hi na band karde. Bahot fat rahi thi meri. Ek din achanak mauka ban gaya apne aap. Actually hum puraani course ki books ko bhi refer karte rehte the to ek din jab hum kaam kar rahe the to usne puraani book apni god mein rakhi hui thi. Wo mere left me baithi thi. Book se kuch dekhte hue maine book pakdi apne left hand se to mere haath ka pichla hissa uski thighs pe touch ho gaya. Baap re baap, kya jabardast current daud gaya meri body me. Yaar life mein pehli baar kisi ladki ko touch kiya tha. Ek second me hi maine haath hata liya. Usne shyd gaur nahi kiya tha, wo normally computer pe typing kar rahi thi. Bus mujhe rasta mil gaya ki kaise use patana hai. Ab roj hi main book se kuch dekhne ke bahaane se apna haath uski thighs pe touch karta rehta tha aur haath book se hatata hi nahi tha. Kuch din me wo samjh gayi ki main kya karta rehta hu to usne book apni god mein rakhni chod di. Kareeb 15 din tak mujhse dhang se baat bhi nahi ki. But shukr hai ki usne principal mam ko koi shikayat nahi ki. Dheere-2 fir sab normal hua to maine usse achhe se baat karni shuru kar di. 8-10 din ke baad, mrng me jab hum course design kar rahe the to usne mujhse poocha ki, “aap book pakad ke kyon baithte the jab book meri god me hoti thi?” Hiiiii, uske is sawaal aur uske maasoom chehre pe marne ka mann kiya us time. Kitni cute lag rahi thi jaise use duniya ka pata hi nahi ho. Maine bahut dil se use answer diya, “sonam, I m sorry agar aapko bura laga par aap mujhe bht achhe lagte ho aur sachhi bolunga ki aapko touch karne ke liye hi main book pakadne ka bahana karta tha. I am sorry pls. aage se nahi karunga lekin aap pls mujhse naraz mat hona aur baat karni mat band karma pls.” bahut dukh ho raha tha mujhe ki us maasoom si ladki ko maine emotionally hurt kiya. Aur aap yakeen nahi maanoge ki usne kya answer diya. Main soch bhi nahi sakta tha us time aisa answer milega.
Usne kaha ki, “mujhe sach me bahut bura laga tha jab ye realize hua ki aap mujhe aise touch karte rahe. Kuch din to itna gussa aata raha aap par. Maine apni friend se bhi discuss ki baat to usne haste hue sirf itna kaha ki meri life hai to decision bhi mujhe hi lena hai. Maine bht din socha aur phir yahi feel kiya ki aap mujhe bhi bht achhe lagte ho isliye as a friend main aapke saath rehna chahti hu par ye touch ya aur kuch pls mat kara karo”
Ek taraf main khush ho raha tha ki wo mujhe like karti hai aur dusri taraf dil tut gaya ki usne strictly mana kiya hai touch tak karne se. par maine himmat nahi haari kynki har shareef ladki pehli baar mein in cheezo se inkaar hi karti hai. Ab maine usse bht baatien karna shuru kar diya, khoob hasata tha usko, khoob majaak karta tha. Course design karne mein bhi khoob mann lagata tha jisse wo bht impress hoti thi. Lekin ye baat bhi sach hai ki kabhi bhi uska nuksaan karne ki koi feeling nahi aayi mere mann me. Main chahta tha uske kareeb aana, usko pyaar karna, uske saath masti karna par kabhi uski feelings ko hurt nahi karna chahta tha isliye wait karta raha main. kareeb 1 month me wo bht frank ho gayi mujhse. Apne ghar ki baatien bhi discuss kar leti thi mujhse aur main usse uske dreams, uska dream man, uske pyaar ke sapne poochta rehta tha. Yaar meri manjil jo thi, uski taraf to yahi sawaal pahuncha sakte the na? wo bhi bht maasumiyat se answer deti thi aur kai baar sharma ke daant deti thi aur uska face itna cute lagta tha. Aankho me sharam aa jaati thi.
Ab 1 month ho chuka tha to maine socha ki yaar bina touch kiye to agla step le nahi paunga. Touch to karna hi padega. Kya kiya jaye? Mujhe koi rasta nazar nahi aa raha tha to maine socha ki ek baar fir se risk liya jaye. Usi style me uski thighs ko fir se touch karunga lekin is baar bht dhyaan se karna padega taaki usko ye na lage ki main fir se jaanbhoojh ke touch kar raha hu. Is baar ek idea aaya mere mind me. (Thoda intelligent to hu yaar! ha ha). Maine kya kiya, is baar book apni god mein rakhi shuru kar di aur computer pe typing karte hue usse poochta rehta tha ki book me ab kya likha hai, ab kaun si line hai etc. puraani course book thodi bade size ki thi to maine use apni extreme right side me khiska diya taaki agar book ke right wale page se kuch padna ho to usko aage jhukna pade ya book pakadni pade. Aur wahi hua. Maine usko ek do joke sunaaye aur uska mood achha kiya fir achanak maine usse book se kuch dekhne ko bola. Haste haste wo book me se topic dhoondne lagi aur usne book pakad ke apne paas khinchni chahi. Bus jaise hi usne book pakdi aur uske haath ka pichla hissa meri thighs pe laga, usi waqt maine bhi bahaane se book se wahi topic padna shuru kar diya jaise usse discuss kar raha hu. wo bhi mere qstns ka answer dene lagi par use ye dhyaan nahi aaya ki uska haath meri thighs pe touch kar raha hai. 1-2 minute hi aisi faaltu ki discussion chal sakti thi, maante ho na aap? Isliye maine acting ki aur ek dum se chilla pada. Ha ha ha. Wo bht darr gayi ki main chillaya kyon. Maine use jor se bola (sirf acting karte hue) ki hi raam, meri izzat pe haath dala tumne, meri maan maryada ko thes pahunchaai tumne, ye kya kar dala, meri naazuk jaangho ko touch kar diya, hi ab to main kahi muh dikhaane ke kaabil nahi raha. Ab mera kya hoga? Main kya karu?
Pehle to wo bechaari bht darr gayi 4-5 seconds ke liye lekin mere dialogues sun ke samjh gayi ki main use hasaane ke liye drama kar raha hu aur wo ye bhi samajh gayi ki uska haath meri thighs pe tha. Bus wo khil khila ke bht hasne lagi. Haste haste uski aankho se aansu aa gaye aur main bhi bht has raha tha kynki life mein pehli baar itne emotional dialogue bole the. Jab kuch der baad hasi control hui to fir ek saath baithe lekin is baar uski aankho me itni pyaari se khushi thi aur uska face red ho raha tha. Main fir se computer pe kaam shuru karne laga to maine dheere se thoda darr darr ke usse poocha, ” sonam, book main rakh lu ya….?” bus itna hi bola main. Usne 1-2 second ke liye gusse ki acting karte hue mujhe ghoora fir smile karte hue book apni god mein rakh li. O my god! Main to bus freeze ho gaya uski smile pe. Matlab wo pat gayi mujhse. Mere dil mein ladoo foot rahe the. Lekin fir socha, bete sirf book rakhi hai mera sir nahi rakh liya god me. Ttna khush mat ho abhi. Maine control kiya apni feelings pe aur fir se thoda darr ke usse poocha, “sonam, agar mujhe kuch dekhna pada book se aur aapko touch ho gaya mere haath to?” Usne fir se mujhe 1-2 second dekha confused nighaho se aur fir smile karte hue, nazro ko jhukha ke boli, “aap pls jyada touch mat karna” oye balle balle, ladki pat gayi. Meri life ki pehli ladki jise mere dil ne pasand kiya wahi pat gayi. Har ek ke saath aisa nahi hota yaar. Itna lucky feel kar raha tha main.
Maine smile karte hue dheere se darte darte apne left hand ki index finger se uske right gaal ko touch kiya halke se. uske muh se thandi aah nikal gayi, usne haatho se book ko kas ke pakad liya. Yaar hum dono ki life ka ye pehla touch tha. Maine 2-3 baar uske gaal pe ungli pheri aur uske kaan ke upar aur kaan ke piche se hote hue uski neck tak laya ungli. Usne apni aankhe kas ke band kar li. muh se aaahein niklne lagi uske aur book ke pages jo pakde the lagbhag phaad diye usne. Maine socha ki yaar isse aage nahi jata hu, kahi bura na maan jaye. Tabhi ander se awaj aayi, “abe ghonchu, agar use bura lagega to khud hi rok degi. Tu laga reh. Ye mauka dubara nahi milega.” baat bhi sahi thi, uske expressions bata rahe the ki wo tayyar hai is experience ke liye. (ye usne mujhe baad me bataya ki jis saheli se usne meri baat discuss ki thi, usi saheli ne apna experience sonam ko detail me bataye tha pehli mulakat se pehle sex tak ka, jisse sonam ke dil mein bhi current aa gaya tha aur isi wajah se wo na khud ko rok paayi aur na mujhe. yaar thnx karna chaiye na in achhi friends ka jo apna experience share karke ladki ke mann se darr nikaal deti hain ya bht kum kar deti hain aur excitement bhar deti hain. many many thnx to u all friends!) Bus fir kya tha dosto, maine rukna munasib nahi samjha aur apne touch ka jaadoo uspe chalaane laga. Use pata bhi nahi tha ki ab tak uski god mein rakhi file niche gir chuki hai aur uske haath apne hi suit ko kuchal rahe hain. Ab maine left hand se uske right kaan aur neck ke upar haath ferna chaalu rakha aur apne right hand se uske left gaal ko touch kiya. Is do tarfaa attack se wo apni chair se jaise uchhal padi. Uska face ek dum laal ho gaya, saanse tej tej chalne lagi aur usne apna face terrace ki taraf utha liya, eyes kas ke band ki hui thi usne. Maine right hand se bhi uske gaalo ko, ears ko, neck ko touch karna shuru kiya aur 5 minute tak karta raha. Maare excitement ke wo apna sir idhar udhar patak rahi thi aur muh se siskaariyan nikaal rahi thi. Asal baat to ye thi ki usko bhi nahi pata tha ki is situation me kya karte hain? Main ab utha aur uski chair ke peeche aa gaya. Apne haath hataye nahi balki chair ke peeche aate aate unki position change kar di. ab left hand uski neck ke piche se hota hua uske left gaal pe aa gaya aur right hand aage se hota hua uske right gaal pe aa gaya. Maine thoda tej kar diya haath firana, wo pagal si ho gayi. uska chehra ugte suraj ki tarah laal sa ho gaya. Maine ab dono haath uske kandhe pe bhi ferne shuru kar diye. 3-4 baar ferne ke baad halke haatho se uska pallu dono taraf se niche gira diya. wo to behosh si thi, usko nahi pata tha kya ho raha hai usko. Madhosh si baithi thi aur aahe le rahi thi. Maine apni fingers uske kandhe pe uske suit ke ander daalne laga aur fatafat nikaal leta tha taaki wo wapis reality me na aa jaye. 4-5 baar aisa karne ke baad maine apni fingers ander hi firaani shuru ki. Uski bra ki strap ke upar se aur aage tak gaya. Right hand uske gaal aur eyes pe laya aur left hand se halke se uska suit kandhe se niche sarka diya. Hey bhagwaan, meri to aankhen fati ki fati reh gayi. Life mein pehli baar ye sab dekh aur kar raha tha. Itne kareeb se ek ladki ka badan pehli baar dekha tha. maine ab tak apne lund ka to bataya nahi ki kya haal ho chuka tha. Shayad paani bhi nikal chuka tha excitement ke maare. uski bra ki strap chipki hui thi kandhe se. ab main niche jhuka aur apni life ki pehli kiss kari, uske sunhare kandhe pe, fir uski gardan pe, uske kaan pe, uske kaan ke piche. Bus ab main pagal ho gaya aur usko bhi pagal kar diya maine. Maine uske gardan se uske gaal tak 10 kisses ki aur uski eyes, maathe aur fir se neck pe choomne ke baad dheere se uske lips tak aaya. Uski saanso ki garmi sahi nahi ja rahi thi. Uska badan aise tap raha tha jaise use fever ho gaya ho. maine dheere se apne lips uske lips pe rakhe. Wo machhli ki tarah tadap gayi aur uski saans ruk si gayi. Maine uske neck pe haath ferna fir se shuru kar diya aur kuch seconds ke baad wo thodi normal hui. Ab tak hamaare lips sirf chipke hue the, unme koi harkat nahi hui thi. Dono naye the, anari the yaar. Ab maine uske upper lip ko apne lips se pakadna shuru kiya aur dheere dheere suck karna shuru kiya. 5-6 baar aisa karne par uske lips thode se khule, bus yahi signal tha, maine jhat se uske upper lip ko pura muh me liya aur halke se suck karna shuru kiya. Mere haath kaanp rahe the pure time. Lekin ye lip kiss karte hi jaise usme aur mujhme jaan aa gayi, dono mein ek nayi pyaar ki lehar aa gayi. Pehli baar uski body mein koi harkat hui. Uske haath upar uthe aur mere face pe aaye. Wo mere face, neck, shoulders aur chest pe tej tej haath ferne lagi. Meri chest pe itne jor ke nocha usne ki jaise cheer degi meri chest ko wo. Ab hamaari kisses smooch me badal gayi. Hum dono ek dusre ke hotho ko jor jor se choosne lage. Kabhi upar ka to kabhi niche ka. Maine use kandho se pakad ke khada kar diya. Aur uski kamar me se haath daal ke use apni baaho me bhar liya. Usne koi objection nahi kiya aur na hi kiss karna band kiya. Uske haath meri neck aur sir pe ghoom rahe the. Kareeb 10 min tak humne ye apni life ki first kiss enjoy ki. Aankhe band aur duniya ka koi pata nahi chala humko. Jab aankhe kholi to 1min tak ek dusre ki aankho me dekhte rahe, tej saans lete hue. Haath apna kaam kar rahe the dono ke.
Ab dubara main uske hotho ko choosne ke liye jhuka to usne bhi smile ki aur mujhse aur kas ke lipat gayi. Ab maine uski kamar se apna haat niche karna shuru kiya. Dheere se uski pyaari, choti aur tight gaand pe apna haath la ke rakha. Main bata nahi sakta ki kya feeling thi us time. ek dum tight chootar ki maja aa gaya. Ab left hand bhi niche laya aur uske chootar dono haatho se kas ke dabaane laga. Usne mere lips aur jor se choosne shuru kar diye. thodi der uske chootar dabaane ke baad maine apna right hand uski left breast ki or badana shuru kiya. Wo mujhe rokne ki koshish karne to lagi par sirf muh se umh aanh hi kar payi. Uske haatho me wo taqat nahi thi jo ki gusse ke waqt hoti hai rokne ke liye. Halka sa jor lagaya maine to uski pakad se meri kalaayi nikal gayi aur maine apni life ka pehle breast touch expreience kiya. Behenchod, main to marr hi gaya us time. Itne soft, ek dum silk ke tarah mulayam aur chote apple ke size ke chuchhe the uske. Uske nipple ek dum tight ho ke bahar nikal rahe the. Maine jaise hi nipple touch kiya, wo jameen se uchhal padi. Maine dheere dheere uske left chochhe ko dabaane laga. Wo pagal se aur pagal ho gayi. Paaglo ki tarah mere lips, gaal, neck, maathe, ears pe choomne lagi aur muh se aawaaze nikaalne lagi. uhmmm. aaaahhaa. Ouch,……. Raj please, mat karo pls. aaaaahhhhh.. uhmmmmm,,,,,,…. chod do pls, ye kya kar rahe ho haaaa……. ouch ouch. Hi raam, mar gayi…. uhmmmm… lekin main kaha chodne wala tha kynki mujhe pata tha ki wo ye sab enjoy kar rahi hai aur waise bhi apni life ka pehla experiment tha ye. Isme achhe marks laane hi the tabhi to aage Ph.D kar sakta tha sex ki game mein. Ha ha. Apne left haath ko uske chootaro pe fira raha tha. Ab apni middle finger maine uski gaand pe lagaani shuru ki aur pressure tej karne laga. Pehle touch kiya aur fir jor jor se ungli uski gaand ke ched me dabaane laga jaise ander daalna chahta hu. Wo chatpata rahi thi, aahe bhar rahi thi aur betahasha mujhe choome ja rahi thi. Meri ungli salwar ke upar se hi uski gaand ke ched me thodi si ghus rahi thi aur main usko ander bahar kiye ja raha tha. Wo baawli si ho gayi. Maine ab usko choomna shuru kiya. Uski gardan pe bahot saari kisses ki aur fir niche jhuka un chote chote apples ki taraf. Uska haath mere sir pe tha aur usne koi objection nahi kiya balki mere baalo me haath ferti rahi aur usko left hand meri kamar me tha. Maine uski left choochi ko hi nishana banaya aur uske suit ke upar se hi halke se kiss kiya. Uski body ek dum tan gayi. Sir hawa mein faink diya usne aur mere sir ke baalo ko noch liya. Maine ab kisses karni shuru kar di uske chooche pe. 10-15 kisses upar niche karne ke baad maine apne hotho se bada so ‘O’ banaate hue uske nipple ko apne lips me pakad liya. Uske muh se cheekh hi nikal gayi. Ui Maa! Aaahhhh……….. aahhhhhh……… nahi pls, nahi pls, Ahhhh……. kya kar rahe ho Raj? Ahhhhh…… Maine apne lips ka pressure thoda bada diya uske nipple pe aur fir maine uske right nipple ko bhi aise hi muh me liya. Ab uske dono choocho pe betahasha kisses karne laga aur left hand wahi uski gaand ke ched ko khol raha tha. Main ek choochi ko muh me leta to dusri chochi ko right hand se dabata rehta. maine jee bhar ke uski choochiyo ko choosa aur uska suit saara geela ho gaya dono choochiyo ke upar se. ab left hand ko uski gaand se hata ke uski kamar me laga liya aur apne right hand ko uske choochi se khiska ke niche karne laga. (Aap bhi kahoge ki ek taraf to maine bataya ki ye mera pehla sex experience tha, dusri taraf main usko ek expert ki tarah love kar raha tha? yaar isme bhi credit jata hai friends ko lekin is baar mere friends ko. Actually XII ke last exam wale din exam de kar main apne friend ke saath uske ghar gaya to usne mujhe meri life ki pehli beer pilwaai aur ek blue film bhi dhikhaai. Shaam tak main uske ghar mein hi pada raha kynki daaru aur blue film ka nasha chada raha mere sir pe! ha ha). Khair wapis sexperience enjoy karte hain. Maine apna haath pehle uske pet pe firaya aur fir kaanpte hue mera haath us khazaane ki taraf bada jise aaj tak sirf hawa ne hi chuha tha. Salwar ke upar se hi maine uski choot ki taraf badna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere, sehme sehme mera haath uski jhaanto tak pahuncha aur main uske pubic hairs feel karne laga. Jannat tha wo waqt hum dono ke liye. Aaj bhi wo lamhe yaad karke lund khada ho gaya hai. Uski jhaanto pe jyada nahi ruka aur apni asli manjil pe teji se bada mera haath. Halke se uski taango ke beech mera haath pahunch gaya aur maine us khazaane ke darwaaze ki garmi mehsoos ki. Ek halki si daraar jaisa feel hua us jagah. Thoda pressure badaya aur us daraar ke thoda ander ek finger firaane laga, upar se niche aur fir wapis. Ander se uski choot ek dum geeli ho chuki thi aur uski salwar bhi. Usne ek haath se meri kamar noch li aur dusre haath se mere sir ke baal noch liye. Sir hawa mein faink diya aur muh se siskaariyan niklne lagi. AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..
OOfffffffffffffffffff……………….. OOOuuuuucccccchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……… mat karo plssssssssssssssssssssssssss…….. mar jaungi main Raj………….. Chod do mujhe pls………………….. AAAAhhhhh…. Ooooohhhhhhhhh…. Pls mat karo. Pls mat karo. Mare ghabrahat ke uske aansu nikal aaye. Maine jhat se uske face pe kisses karna shuru kar diya aur uske lips pe bhi kiss karne laga to wo apna muh idhar udhar karne lagi aur aawaaze nikaalne lagi. Maine jaise hi apni finger ka pressure thoda aur badaya uski choot ki entrance pe to meri finger uski choot ke muh pe til bhar ander touch hui aur bus uski body bht tej kaanpi aur use Orgasm aa gaya. Ek jor ke cheekh maar ke sonam meri baaho mein dhalak gayi. Main bhi itna garm aur madhosh ho chuka tha tab tak ki use sambhaal nahi paya aur hum dono jameen pe gir gaye. Maine use dekha to wo to behosh ho gayi thi. Yaar meri to Fat gayi. Mere haath pao fool gaye. Nazar padi time pe to 9:50 am ho gaye the aur agle 10 min mein koi bhi teacher ye student institute me enter ho sakta tha. Main aankhe faad ke use dekh raha tha aur wo behosh padi thi.
Main teji se bhaga aur bahar ek kone me kitchen thi, waha water cooler rakha tha usse ek glass mein thoda sa thanda paani laya aur uske muh pe chidkne laga. Kareeb 2 min ke baad uske badam mein halchal hui aur dheere se usne aankhe kholi. Meri jaan mein jaan aayi. Maine sahara de ke usko uthaya aur chair pe bithaya. Wo bht tej ke rone lag gayi. Yaar idhar 10 bajne waale the aur ye ro rahi thi. Maine bade pyaar se use samjhaya aur chup karaya. Usko yakeen dilaya ki kabhi bhi uski izzat pe aanch nahi aayegi aur wo bilkul bhi darr na mehsoos kare. Wo thoda relax hui. Maine use paani pilaya aur uske kapde, hairs theek kiye. Hanky geela karke uska pyara sa face saaf kiya. Uski aankho me aankhe daal ke usko smile karwaya aur ek pyaari si hug ki usko. Usne bhi mujhe kas ke pakad liya aur fir maine uske lips pe ek kiss ki. Usne bhi rply mein mere lips pe kiss ki. maine usse kaha ki kabhi sapne mein bhi ye khayaal mat lana ki aapki respect meri nazro mein kabhi kum hogi ya hamaare beech ka relation kisi ko pata chalega. Wo sirf muskuraai aur haan mein sir hila diya. Fir usse alag hone se pehle maine haste hue usse kaha ki agli baar achhi diet kha ke aana ghar se kynki ‘full practical’ karunga to wo jor se hasne lagi aur chidaane lagi ki main nahi karne dungi aur kuch. Aur fir haste haste dheere-2 chalte hue hue dusre class room me chali gayi.
Hum fatafat dono classes ke computers switch on karne lage aur agle 5 minute mein ek ek karke teachers aur students aane lage. Dosto, apni life ke is pehle sexperience mein maine sonam se sex nahi kiya lekin jo tadap, aag aur junoon mehsoos kiya tha wo alag hi tha is duniya se. kareeb ek month tak hum aise hi roj love karte rahe mrng mein aur fir maine usko pehli baar choda. Wo experience agli baar.
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**** FEEDBACK AND COMMENTS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! Please Email me through the link below. **** ********************* ‘I’m really proud of you, son. I mean that’. Randall Masterson’s dads sudden outburst brought him back rudely back into the world of the living just as he was about to fall asleep. It was the first time his dad had said anything since they left the institute nearly two hours ago. Randall hadn’t really known what he was expected to say, and he figured his father had lapsed...
Series 6, Episode 20 The Portsmouth Women’s Institute (ages 50-60), from Portsmouth We open with a very simple and idyllic establishing shot of the front of an unobtrusive building with a little square of grass around it. A sign reads, “PORTSMOUTH WOMEN’S INSTITUTE” A small car park is half filled with sensible middle-class cars a Volvo, an Audi, a nice VW, etc. Trees rustle as the wind blows through them. Very safe violin music plays on the soundtrack and then The needle on the record...
Madame Greta perused the list of new admissions Institute Kleist Madame Greta perused the list of new admissions. Six this week, an abnormally high number for the time of year, she thought. Her gaze alighted on number 15; 22 years old, slim, well built but not bulky, nicely proportioned penis. But it was the handwritten note appended to his description that interested her. During his examination and appraisal number 15 had shown quite extreme fetishistic tendencies, displaying a...
The Larraine Institute for Young Gentlemen, Final ChapterCLICK HERE FOR CFNM VIDS & PICS OF THIS TYPE OF SCENARIO!Sorry to do this, but this is the final chapter of this story as it's been written thus far. I thought there was a conclusionary chapter to this story, but there isn't. When/if it does ever get written I'll be sure to add it! In the meantime, I hope you enjoyed the story!:Continued from Chapter 5 and 6 of this story through this link here.Mrs. Carrington's eyes opened softly...
The Stillman Institute: Power of Suggestion Margaret had joined her neighbors to drive Jenny to the airport, off for a week of training on the West Coast. While Jenny bustled with last minute preparations, Margaret continued the conversation she had started with Jenny's husband James and his best friend, Will, over drinks the weekend before. She was needling the boys one more time and they were rising to the bait. "I just don't agree, Will," James exclaimed. "The power in a...
DEPROGRAMMED: THE HAWKE INSTITUTE CHAPTER I "I can't get to him. We could continue in therapy for a hundred years and I would never be able to reach him. In order for traditional psychotherapy to work, some part of the patient has to want to change. Jim doesn't want to change at all. He likes himself. He likes the way he believes and he likes the way he behaves. No part of him wants to change. We are wasting my time and your money." Dr. Roberts folded his hands on the file on his...
I had always wondered what it would be like to be another person; or more specifically, what it would be like to be a female person. I can't say that I wanted to live as a woman. I just wanted to try it out, see what things are like on the other side. I have no doubt that I was not alone in my curiosity. For most of human history, the idea has been nothing more than fantasy. Had I been born in an earlier era, I would have lived out my life without ever knowing. The original Eintausch...
Chapter 1. The Induction Session Shortly after her sixteenth birthday, Jenny’s father announced that he no longer had to legally assume financial responsibility for her and that he had decided she was to be sent to be ‘trained for marriage’ at an expensive finishing school. Hopefully, he announced, the skills she would learn there, would enable her to make a good marriage and earn him a good price which would recoup the cost of the finishing school. Jenny, a dutiful girl, accepted her...
Hi friends this is kkb from lucknow with a real story hope you all will enjoying. This is my first story. This is about me and my computer institute student. When I was teaching in a computer institute, to earn pocket money and other expenses. I had a mobile phone on that time. My teaching was running fine. I was getting very frequent miss call from two number, around 70-80 calls in a day. I was Ok with this and was not getting worried. But, it remains continue for whole one week. Now, I was...
Gina and I had come up with the idea last summer and we spent the entire winter working out the details and in a few short days, the first session of our Sexual Techniques Institute would begin. The weather was perfect so many of the sessions would be held outside. We had purchased a hundred acres out in the country and with the help of several friends erected the beginnings of a lodge we hoped to develop into plush accommodations for the participants in our program over the next months and...
EroticPart OneMilitary Institute MomShe parked the car in one of the few visitors' slots in front of Charlie Barracks. In truth, it was a dormitory, circa 1970. Unadorned, red brick, two stories of blank windows reflecting the afternoon sun. A few cadets in gray uniforms were walking to or from the nearby mess hall and rec center. Most of the young men were laughing. It was, after all, Friday. Classes were over, drills were done with, and there was a dance tonight with the girls from St Mary's...
Incesthello kevin name changed for privacy, here thanks for the response for my previous story i welcomed your positive feedback and ladies and gentlemen looking to here . about me i work i MNC as digital marketer in Bangalore. life kinda sucks if your working professional. As i chilled out person and funny at times my office colleagues love me for that. Since saturday and sunday is my weekoff. I wanted to learn content writing , So i searched for institute and zeroed in one institute near...
Hi everyone, my name is Raj. I am from Bangalore but born in Kolkata. I am 6 ft in height and my tool is large enough to drill you to pleasure. Now coming to the heroine of the story, Tanya(name changed). She is 5-5′ in height and has a well-maintained figure(32-30-34) even after her marriage which you’ll know in the later part of the story. She had such a beautiful ass, whenever she bent our tool would bulge out to drill her butthole. She was our Physics faculty. And in Kota, each faculty has...
Hi Readers. I am Kalyan from Hyderabad. Basically I am a trainer (faculty) in a computer institute in Hyderabad. I am married. I take computer classes. This incident happened few years back. One fine day one lady joined in our institute. Her name is Saritha (name changed). She came to our institute one day to find out the courses. At that time I counseled her. While counseling I checked her entire body. Wow! What a structure. I was not able to control after seeing her structure. After...
One of the most delicate requests to the Institute came from sexually liberated Scandinavia. A young Swedish teen wasn´t a virgin anymore. But her Mistress decided it was high time to try her butt for offer. Best by an expert sexpert pervert. So she wrote to the Institute in Amsterdam.Of course her letter was well received. Not only because of the contents. The directorate of the Flower Institute recognised the author immediately.She was very famous for her educational stories on horny...
Whitworth House, the home of the Institute of Practicing Engineers, overlooks the Thames not far from Westminster, adjacent to Mr Tait's splendid new gallery. It is a building that I find intriguing. The combination of fine Portland stone topped with the two towers of cast iron girder-work speak of both the stability and the innovation that the Institute seeks to promote. Members of the Institute have been at the core of our country's economic growth. The projects that they have initiated...
Hi readers, This is a true incident which happened in my life one year back. before going to story let me introduce my self, am Ajay married with lovely wife , I am aged 36 from Davangere karnataka. This incident happened 1 year back, I was working as a faculty in a computer institute in Davangere where many students were middle aged or married among them some were married women who also attended the classes to kill their time or to become computer literate, among them some were unsatisfied...
Amsterdam was first in the world with many things. Good and bad. The first financial bubble: speculation in the tulip market. Tulips aren´t even Dutch, they originate from Turkey. The first banks as well. Happy to finance, speculate and invest in American independance. As the Brits were our favourite enemies. But also the first "Flower Institute" for transforming classy virgins into full blown women. But that´s a long story. Patient readers: welcome to next paragraphs.We did the "Golden...
Subject: FW: Killenkoff Institute Part One (revised)-Sherry Champion stood in her modest school girls' unifor Subject: FW: Killenkoff Institute Part One (revised)-??? Sherry Champion stood in her modest school girls' uniform before Mr.Raspikov the Head of the new school she was attending. She had just arrivedhere and was terribly disoriented and confused. Next to Mr. Raspikov stoodhis eighteen year old son. This was an all girls school located in of allPlaces, Russia?and in the middle of ...
(this is unreal .. just fanstam of course ... )The BDSM institute is a special school where girls, wifes, learn the pleasures of BDSM lifestyle ...After her admission to the institute, the subject passes her first test ... deleted
The Flower Institute in old Amsterdam made its claim to fame for its name by elegant deflorations. It orginated last century, after a special request from a young lady of noble class in Poland. She provided the founding capital for the erection of the foundation with its noble aims. Look what happened.Her hymen was on auction. Not to the highest bidder. Her financial offer was set. The most promising gentleman would get the honour to make her a woman.The announcement was only in Polish. As a...
The Institute: Body Double By Cherysse St. Claire This story is set in the near future. Some of the medications, procedures and technical advances detailed within have not been introduced - yet. The usual disclaimers apply. This story is best enjoyed when viewed in HTML format. Chapter One I had never believed in love at first sight until the brunette with the mesmerizing gray eyes appeared. She arrived late; the party was already well underway. She wasn't supermodel...
THE INSTITUTE OF ADVANCED SEXUALITY Chapter 1 Welcome to the only place in the world totally dedicated to the study ofthe sexual habits of women fifty years and older. At the Institute we collectinformation about the sex lives of these women and offer, if needed, guidanceto them and their sex partners. Today I will discuss the most extraordinarycase we have ever investigated. If we did not have the body of evidence thathas been developed over the years and the number of reliable witnesses...
It was late April and the weather was getting warmer on the campus of Sanford E. Xavier Institute of Education. I had decided to return to college after burning out doing home remodeling and rehabbing. In just a few years nomading for different building contractors in the sunbelt, I had a hefty bankroll and a pretty nice tan.While there was quite a bit of opportunity to succumb to the sexy diversion of the house MILF while performing some suddenly necessary light bulb changing, I was needing a...
College SexYou watch the rain hit into the window, and think back to when you were a kid. Not a care in the world, running around having the time of your life. But, now that's over. You are off to school.Crabtree Valley Institute is one of the most prestigious boarding schools around. Your father went there and his father went there. You could say it's a Greene family tradition. You've known you were attending for as long as you can remember, but know the day is finally here. Even though it has only been...
The Larraine Institute for Young Gentlemen, Ch.01Irene was very pleased with how things were developing the first several weeks with Craig. He had taken to his milking schedule very well, and the daily pill and lotion applications seemed to be working well also. The boy's already prodigious genitals seemed to be growing larger, and he was becoming almost constantly aroused. It now took only half an hour from the time he had recovered from his milking to the time that he began to show signs of...
Institute of Corrections for Beautiful GirlsChapter 1 - SentenceThe large, imposing courtroom was filled with a murmur of subdued conversations, which accumulated to a considerable noise due to sheer quantity of ongoing verbal exchanges. The interior of the room was arranged in formal brown and white palettes, which strongly set the tone for an atmosphere of judicial authority. Into these intimidating surroundings the ICBG officers led the proud, but somewhat overwhelmed Melissa. Her bodily...
I awoke to a warm, comfy, lived-together feeling that told me I wasn’t alone. Or maybe it was the arm draped over my waist. But why? I rolled towards the center of the bed and slowly raised a single bleary eyelid. I was right. I wasn’t alone. I should have been a detective. It was a she, a brunette with a young face. She was propped up on one elbow, facing me. Something from last night bubbled to the surface. Muttering softly, I murmured “You’re ... you’re...” “Mary,” she said brightly....
I woke the next morning to moans and jiggles coming from the other side of the bed. Grumpily I rolled over to glimpse the twins rubbing hands over each other’s naked bodies. Didn’t these two ever go to bed and just sleep? One of them noticed me and they both groped for my privates. I had no idea who was who and really didn’t care. These girls were starting to bother me. But nevertheless, my dick eagerly responded. I resolved to do my duty and get them out of there. Still, they got me hard...
I woke the following morning to that warm, not-alone feeling I always associated with my marriages. I felt okay, not hung over badly, just enough to know I had been a naughty boy last night. Elyse and I had made love twice when we got back to the bedroom. The first time I had her bend and grab her knees by the bed. I plowed her from behind. Afterwards, still unslaked, I had turned her around and pushed her back onto the bed. Climbing on board, I had shoved her top above her tits while she...
“Good morning, sleepyhead! Or should I say, good afternoon!” I mumbled incoherently for a moment and opened my eyes, looking around. Elyse and I were sitting in the limousine outside the Cancun airport. The driver stood by my side, holding the door open and laughing as Elyse smilingly nudged me awake. I stretched mightily and shook myself out of the limo, shaking my head sheepishly. “Yeah, good afternoon. Just what time is it anyway?” I asked. In response, Elyse lifted my arm to my face...
“Jessica and Abby still coming over tonight?“ I asked. “In about 15 minutes.” came the quick reply from the bathroom. “How do I look?” Donna asked as she walked out. She looked amazing. A formal green dress, not to long, splendid legs, and she had made herself up like a classy movie star from the golden age. Very Marilyn Monroe, but with natural blond hair. “Ridiculously good.” I said, giving her a kiss. “Well, you got home late, so get cleaned up.” she chided, returning my kiss....
Jessica and Abigail arrived right on time. That was no surprise, they had been programmed to do so. How? We'll get to that later. Jessica was a new entry level lab tech at the firm, 30 years old, and just out of college. College can take longer than expected when you become a mom at 18. Abigail (Abby) was that daughter, She already possessed the beauty and grace of a model, but was almost pathologically shy. They entered with few words, the cool fall weather outside blew in, and I quickly...
Michelle was a woman we met in the grocery store or all places. Michelle was a middle height redhead, with a real nice figure, solid B cups, nice waist, and a curvy shapely ass. She was there with her two daughters, twins in fact. The only difference I could see between them was that Susan had slightly blonder strawberry blonde hair, Allison’s was a bit redder. They were about 8. I wasn't interested in them, Michelle was cute, and pretty, but the girls were younger then I prefer, Donna on...
Miss Sapna stood in front of the class in her high heels, aiming the remote at the three large projection screens at the front of the room. The lights dimmed, and the girls shuffled anxiously in their seats, as the image slowly came to focus on the high-definition whiteboards. It was an asshole. The prettiest, tightest little bunghole any of them had every seen: Chloe’s. Chloe was in front of the class, slightly bent over, parting her bulbous ass cheeks apart. Miss...
The large, imposing courtroom was filled with a murmur of subdued conversations, which accumulated to a considerable noise due to sheer quantity of ongoing verbal exchanges. The interior of the room was arranged in formal brown and white palettes, which strongly set the tone for an atmosphere of judicial authority. Into these intimidating surroundings the ICBG officers led the proud, but somewhat overwhelmed Melissa. Her bodily restraints were somewhat loosened as she no longer wore the leg...
I need to paint the front door, I thought as I knocked on it and waited for Tricia. After showering and getting dressed she made me go downstairs and wait for her to come to the door of my apartment. I stood outside like a silly suitor, then she was at the door to let me in, again wearing just my white oxford shirt. “Nice shirt,” I complimented her.“A friend let me borrow it, come on in; I just have to put on clothes and I’ll be ready.”“You look fine from where I am,” I remarked while...
College SexJohn had saved every cent and after High School for European vacation and was very excited about his European Tour. But he was also suppose to visit a private university that his step mom had gone. The trip started surprisingly in Coppenhagen. As he exits a plane, he bumps into a guy. We both drop our ticket and they accidentally gets switched around, it was the invitation to the school. As he exits terminal, a beautiful blond wearing a leather jacket and pants grabs him when she sees the...
Elena lay down on the bed. She was stark naked. The man in front of the bed also. His cock was perpendicular to the body and was swollen thick. She came from Slovakia was really pretty, nineteen years old and totally inexperienced. She had been told that there would be a small test today if she could be hired as au pair girl. Then she would be given to a family and there mainly she had to take care of two small children and do easy housework. Manfred a fifty-year-old man needed relief, he had...
Tricia and I were back in my big green van, navigating the evening traffic downtown on our way back to campus. Our time in the park together had flown by, and we had run straight into the evening rush hour. I turned onto Broad street and eased in behind a line of cars only to come to a full stop.The heat of the afternoon was starting to fade but the inside of the van was still like a sauna. I pulled my shirt off and cranked the AC to blast, the sudden gust of chill air blowing caused Tricia’s...
ExhibitionismI slept soundly that night. My first waking thoughts were of the delightfully warm ass pressed against my back. This brought back drowsy memories of the previous night’s last fuck, after I joined Terry in bed. Feeling my cock stiffen, my eyes still closed, I rolled over and pressed against her backside. I placed my free arm around her, and we sleepily moved together. My fingers slowly grazed over Terry’s breasts, as we slowly aroused each other. Strange, I didn’t remember her tits being this...
I woke the next morning to the sounds of thumping and music. I stretched my arm out and was surprised to find an empty bed. Last night had been most energetic. I had thought Elyse would still be sleeping. The music and thumping didn’t seem to be stopping, so I rolled out of the sack and staggered to the door. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I opened the door and stared at the sight before me. Elyse, dressed in an exercise outfit, was jumping and twitching in front of the...
So, we settled in together. For a while, it was like I had never come back from Cancun. For the first few weeks, Elyse tended to greet me at the door in high heels, stockings, and a smile, but eventually this settled down, too. The first Saturday we were back, Elyse got fully clothed (Well, no underwear, but only we knew that!), and I took her to Bloomie’s for a shopping spree. Unfortunately for Elyse, shopping for women’s clothing with a woman ranks right up there with root canal work as...
I graduated with a degree in Finance and scored a good job as an analyst at Maitland and Associates, a top-tier downtown investment brokerage. Brock Maitland, the founder/Managing Partner, was already a legend in the industry as well as our city. A football star and graduate of our university, he had, according to the urban legend, eschewed the NFL and started the firm with a loan from his father. He wasn’t a billionaire – yet – but he wouldn’t be clipping coupons anytime soon. His uncanny...
They did get together on a regular basis, whenever D’Arcy’s schedule allowed. As far as I could tell, my fears were unfounded. My lover returned from these events and nearly annihilated me with sex. Our relationship strengthened, deepened, as did hers with my mother. They were more than best friends; the stunning blonde had become a surrogate for the mother D’Arcy had lost. In turn, Mama was enchanted with ‘Alexis’. One intriguing benefit from their deepening friendship was my girlfriend’s...
Go ahead. Tell me you could be perfectly blasé coming home to your television/movie-star-clone wife every day, as if it were the most normal routine on earth. Tell me having sex every night with an out-and-out goddess – an insatiable screamer of a goddess - is “ho-hum, same old, same old”. Tell me you wouldn’t be tripping over your own tongue and doing your very best to keep saliva spots off your shoes. Tell me seeing the rings on her finger and hearing this woman tell you she loves you with...
I awoke late that Saturday morning, feeling groggy and confused. What the hell happened last night? The memories, if they came at all, were disjointed, kaleidoscopic flashes of light, sound and sensation. I remembered coming like there was no tomorrow; the most explosive climax of my life. I should have awoken on a cold wet spot on the sheets, but there was nothing; not a trace that I had even had sex, either on the bed or my person. Did I hurt, ache from the experience? No. In fact, I felt...
Alexis and I rode in the back seat of Mama’s leased Lexus. She held my hand in hers and stared straight ahead, smiling that notorious, unnerving Cheshire smile. I felt like we should be talking about everything; my history as ‘Brandi’, her recriminations over my hiding it from her, my reasons for doing so, her perceptions of this new ‘me’ and its effect on our relationship. She didn’t seem at all inclined to discuss it, as though this, all of it, was the most natural thing in the...
I had spent Sunday afternoon in a closed-door session in my mother’s salon chair for the first phase of my makeover. With my wife bearing witness, my shoulder-blade-length sandy blonde hair had been transformed into a huge, layered explosion of Platinum Blonde puffery, worthy of an 80’s rock video. It would require work on my part until the following week, when it could be permed. Then I would be able to wash, dry, fluff and forget. My evil ‘twin’ added two more features right from her own...
Saturday was crazy-busy. You would have thought everyone was going to a Winter Wonderland ball that night. All of my appointments had been front-loaded into the morning and early afternoon so Mama and Gayle could prep me for my date that night. Topic Number One was on everyone’s lips. TMZ had dropped the bomb that morning, setting the Internet ablaze. Brock Maitland had been spotted at Essence the night before, canoodling with a stunning Joan Collins look-alike. The digital images confirmed...
Baby steps. One foot in front of the other. Breathe in, breathe out. Make it through this moment, this minute, this hour, this day. Then the next. And the next. It’s easy to say “Burn the bitch, leave her, divorce her, cap her cheating ass” from the comfort of your Barcalounger a zillion miles away. You haven’t gazed into those mesmerizing gray eyes, run your fingers through that thick, rich, fragrant dark hair, held that warm, voluptuous body against yours, seen her smile, heard her laugh,...
The only reason I returned to work was my prior commitments to my clients. I was still angry enough to spit nails at the sanctimonious little so-and-so’s who had believed I had been insensitive about my wife’s happiness. Mama must have spread the word. They avoided me, couldn’t even look me in the eye, unless they had to ask something related to salon business. Mama finally cornered me in the back room. If she had prefaced her remarks with “We have to talk”, I swear I would have punched her...
Computer GlitchI’m 30 years old, single male and I work for a large company that sells scientific computer products to businesses. This means I spend most of my day in a small cubicle along with a lot of other people. My job is to work out any bugs that may be in any of the programs that we offer to clients. So most of my day is spent in front of a computer or on the telephone. I tend to work long hours so I don’t get much time to socialize with the opposite sex.Our company has a large...
SpankingHello friend’s. Mera nam raj hai. Main odisha ke rehene wala hu. Ye story aaj se 3 mahine purani hai. Main pehele apne bare main bata du. Mera height 5feet 7 ninch hai. Rang gora hai. Dikhne main main average hu. Aab story pe aata hu Mera computer sales and service ka business hai. Main apni customer ko home service provide korta hu. Mere kai sare customer hai. Ek din ek lady customer ne mujhe phone kiya aur apna nam anjali bataya. Usne bataya ke mere ek purani customer se usne mera num liya....
by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. George and I have been married for 15 years. George has a well paying job making me a lonely housewife. Week after week, I wash, clean, cook and allow him to fuck me when HE feels the need. I learned a long time ago that my sexual needs had to stay on the back burner until George felt the need for sex. Sexually I was frustrated and even...
Introduction: A. I. Sex toy. Working to improve Gaming Tech She finds her . I can not find a Toys theme. JAMIES COMPUTER LOVER Mike pulled the straps making sure that they were tight. He then checked the wire harness. The suit was a wire mesh woven into a spandex leotard. The wires transfer my movements to the character in the computer. I bend it bends. If I scratch my nose it dose, just like any other V.R. unit. Mike had adjusted this suit for what he called virtual feedback. I was supposed...
Copyright© 1990 - All rights reserved He didn't even see her at first. She was behind a counter and invisible. Then she came out from behind it and drew his eyes. She was short, maybe only five feet. Her face was narrow but very pretty, pixiesh, cute like he liked them. She was petite but it looked like she was pretty well built, even if it was all downsized. Her breasts were probably not that big but looked pretty good on her narrow chest. She had big green eyes, or maybe it was just those...
Mike pulled the straps making sure that they were tight. He then checked the wire harness. The suit was a wire mesh woven into a spandex leotard. The wires transfer my movements to the character in the computer. I bend it bends. If I scratch my nose it dose, just like any other V.R. unit. Mike had adjusted this suit for what he called virtual feedback. I was supposed to feel what ever happened to the computerized character. Electronic impulses created by his program would trick...