Hot Wife KatieChapter 8 Katie s Tied Up
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It was really a case of being in the right place at the right time or, perhaps in Bardhini’s case, in the wrong place at the wrong time! Let me explain. I am 43 years old, divorced, and run my own IT consultancy which is very successful and I travel all over India. On this occasion I was in southern India and an appointment, which I had planned as being for a whole day, was wound up, very successfully, in a morning. I decided, therefore, to take the quieter roads home and enjoy some of the lovely countryside in that part of the world. As I drove along a minor road through some wooded areas I noticed a sign saying “Golf Driving Range” and as I had my clubs in the car I thought that I could do with some practice so I followed the signs. I was a bit of a ramshackle set up a farmer had converted a field into the range. There was a wooden shed in which an elderly lady sold tokens to put into a machine to provide balls and there was a covered area in which about 12 bays were fitted. There was only one other bay occupied and in that was a youngish woman with two children aged about 5 & 7ish and a pretty young girl of about 18 her black ponytail stuck out from the back of a Nike cap; a thin off the shoulder blouse showed her white bra and nice looking tits; a bare midriff with hipster jeans stretched over a very pert tight bum. Nike trainers completed the outfit. I looked at her and thought to myself “jail bait”
I was just going to hit my first shot when there was a scream from the family group I turned round to find blood pouring from the face of one of the young children. Apparently the other child had swung a club and hit the other smack in the face just below the eye. I went to help as did the elderly lady in the shed. It soon became apparent that the child needed to go to hospital for stitches the old lady commented that it would take ages for an ambulance to come and it would be better to drive there. The mother was almost hysterical “how can I get there with the children especially as Bardhini has to be home soon. It appeared that the teenager was helping the mother out for the morning with the two children I really did not know what to do but the woman in the hut offered to go with the mother to the hospital but the problem was how Bardhini would get home. In all innocence, at that stage, I offered to take her. I asked her far away did she live and she said it was about 20 mins and told me which way to go. She was chattering away, she was 18, went to a private school, her father worked in Pune and her mother was in South with her that day and that was why she was helping with the children but she had to go for a piano lesson at 4.30 but had promised to be home by 2.30 to get some practice in before she cycled to the piano teacher who lived on the other side of the village.
We drove through some quiet lanes with large houses off on either side almost invisible from the road by high hedges and trees. Bardhini was still chattering on and then said that we were nearly there. She told me to turn into a narrow driveway this led to a circular drive at the end of which was a large modern house. I thought to myself that this is real, real serious money. I stopped at the front door and Bardhini said that she hoped that the key was in its normal place. She bent forward and reached behind a plant to retrieve what looked like a stone but which, obviously, contained the key. As she leant forward however the waist band of her jeans opened showing the crack in her bottom and I could see that the little slut was wearing a black lace thong with a little simulated diamond triangle at the waist band. I thought to myself that the little cunt knew she had a cunt and quite properly had used it. Her fate was sealed.
I got out of the car and said something like that I had better see you safely and asked if there was a burglar alarm. She said that there was one and that she would have to hit the keypad within 15 seconds of the unlocking the door. I watched her unlock the door, open it and press numbers into the key pad and then I struck. I simply rush in, grabbed her arms and forced them up behind her back and kicked the door shut. She was screaming but that did not worry me because it was obvious that no-one was going to hear. I pushed her along the hallway and up the stairs she was kicking and struggling but I had her arms really tight and I was far too strong for her anyway. I opened the first door we came to and that was obviously the master-bedroom. I asked her where her room was and she shook her head screaming NO. I opened the next room and the next and then the third that was obviously hers. There was a large single bed with several teddy bears and toys on the duvet cover. I look round and found what I was looking for. A large chest of drawers. I pulled open the first draw and pulled out a pair of woolly tights. I then threw her on the bed on her front and tied her arms firmly together with the tights. I then grabbed another pair and tied her ankles. She was still screaming and put my hand across her mouth and said that unless she wanted another pair down her throat she had better shut up. She lay on the bed trembling and sobbing.
Making certain she was tied tight and unable to move too far I rushed back downstairs to my car and pulled out my Camcorder. As I got to the car I listened very carefully but could not hear any noise from the house nor, in fact, from around it was deathly quiet. I went back upstairs and I could see from the bed that she had been struggling trying to get loose. I put the camera on the dressing table on top of some books and directed it to the mirror so that the whole room was reflected in the lens, including, of course the bed! I moved back to Bardhini she was still sobbing and begging “no, please” but I ignored her pleas. I sat on the bed beside her, she tried to move away but I grabbed her by her pony tail and pulled her towards me with and got my other hand inside her top and felt for her bra, which I pushed up and had a lovely small handful of tit. It was lovely and firm, and I could feel the nipple hardening under my touch. I pulled her over, pushed he r on to her back, straddled her and pulled the top up over her neck, I then ripped the straps away and she was naked to the waist apart from the bra which I had already pushed up exposing one tit. I tore the bra straps away and pulled it off her. I grabbed her hair again to hold her down and I then started kissing her tits despite her struggles the nipples started to harden and even though she was tossing and turning my weight on her was too much.
I then moved my hand down across her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans she really now started to panic but I held her firmly as I undid the top button and unzipped her. I could now see the black thong quite clearly, I then quickly jumped up and grabbed the band of her jeans and pulled them down over her knees. She was really fighting and turned over and I could see two lovely round bum mounds with the black lace between then. I just lifted my hand and smacked one cheek very hard indeed. “Lay still” I shouted. She screamed, collapsed, sobbing but as I looked I could see the red imprint of my hand on her lovely white bum until now I had forgotten about the camera but I now checked to see that it was still working and had the bed in focus which it had.
I then turned her onto her back. Naked from the neck down, her jeans around her knees all she had on was the thong. I took my time enjoying the scene she laid there her eyes wide open still begging me to stop. Holding her hair again, I pulled my jacket off, and pulled my trousers down. My cock of course had been rock hard for ages and it popped out from my pants. Bardhini now screamed “don’t touch me with that”. I could not have cared less. I pulled my pants down and sat on the bed and pulled her head towards me she was struggling again and I said “do you want another whack?” She stopped struggling and was just begging “please, no, please” I shouted at her “wide” and thrust my cock in her face she backed away “ Do you want another whack?” And raised my arm. She opened her mouth and I slipped my cock in “suck it or i’ll force it down your throat” As she sucked I slipped my other hand down across her arse and in between her bum cheeks. I pulled the thong away and found her slit which was moist she started wriggling again but I just said “keep sucking” as I slipped my finger into her cunt. As I said it was moist and as I moved my finger around it became even moister. I felt myself starting to cum but I wanted to cum inside that lovely tight cunt so I pulled myself out of her mouth but let some pre-cum just drip on her face. I then pushed her on her back and pulled the thong down she was again trying to struggle but once I raised my hand at her she stopped. I slipped my hand between her legs, she tried to keep her legs tight but again I slapped her hard, this time on the soft part of her thighs and her legs parted. I could see the hit mark becoming redder but I was in no condition to admire the scenery I pushed my finger again into her cunt which was now quite wet “Has anyone done this before” I asked She was sobbing again and I shouted at her “I do not ask twice” and raised my hand over her face.
“My cousin’s friend did it to me” she cried – I asked if he had put his cock into her “No , just his fingers but he hurt me and I bled badly and I had to go to hospital”
He’d obviously burst her cherry the ignorant clown but she was certainly nice and tight and more important very moist. I pulled the tights off her ankles and removed her jeans and the thong. I held her legs apart and could see the lovely little cunt she had just a few little wisps of pubic hair but even though she was not technically a virgin my cock would be the first up that passage. I pushed her back pulled her legs even wider and pulled them over my shoulder. I then laid my cock against her slit. The temptation was, of course, to ram it home and break her cunt wide open but I chose just too gently press forward and her natural moisture, even in a 18 year old, let me enter. She was yelling that it hurt but I knew that I could gently stretch her cunt out to accept me and I gradually got deeper into her. I then felt I was in far enough and drew back and pushed in with one long thrust, she gasped. I repeated it several time and suddenly her body started to re-act she was actually having an orgasm She was trembling, panting and moaning but just continued the long thrusts as her whole body convulsed as she came. I pulled out, turned her over on to her front and repeated the exercise doggy fashion and she came again. I had now wanted to stick my sperm deep into her so I turned her over again and this time just thrust myself into the wet and sticky cunt and thrust and thrust until I had a massive orgasm myself. There was so much sperm going in that it started to slop out.
I collapsed on top of her and laid there for a few minutes, she was just laying there. I got up and got hold of the camera and filmed her the two places I had hit her were showing bright red, there was no blood between her legs but a lot of white spunk. Fortunately none of it seemed to have got onto the duvet. I was almost getting hard again and thought of having another go but I then thought that I had better get away as soon as I could. I told her that if she called the police they would enjoy hearing all about it and would take pictures that they would show to everyone. Her mum and dad would be distraught especially as I would sent them copies of stills from my camera. All of her friends would soon know and all of the boys would want to have ago at her themselves. I told her that the best thing she could do was to go and have a long bath and, if she was not on the pill, to go down to the chemist and get a morning after pill “I am already on the pill” she sobbed. I told her that I was going to tie up her feet again but loosen her arms. She should then, I told her, be able to release herself whilst I went away.
“i’ll keep the thong” I said as I looked back at the small figure curled up on her bed.
I got into my car and drove off. A few hundred yards along the lane there was a car park in the woods and I pulled in and walked to the end where I could see the drive of her house. I waited wondering if the next sound would be that of police sirens, but nothing happened. I waited for about 30 minutes and was just going to go when I saw her coming out of the drive on her bicycle. She had combed her hair, was wearing a roll neck shirt, and brown trousers she had obviously changed clothes and was going for her piano lesson after all. She smiled at me and dropped her diary. I felt for the thong in my pocket, but more important for her diary that had fallen out of the blue jeans. I looked in the diary and there was her mobile phone number so I think she can expect a call from me shortly. After all I am certain she would not want her mum and dad to have a video of their precious daughter having a nine inch cock stuck in her mouth and then stuffed into her cunt. I gave a miss call and got a call back from Bardhini with request not to tie her in the mouth for she wants to talk while I fuck her.
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IncestI’ve written about how I used to role-play at being an exhibitionist with my old friend Alex (“How I Started Being an Exhibitionist”) and told you about my minor teasing in public places and my fantasy about making love in public (“What Katie Did in the Parking Station”). In the second post I described how I shamelessly teased Mr Burgess who lives across the road from me. I promised I would tell you how things ended up with me and Mr Burgess, and here it is. And it is not a...
Katies nipples were not cooperating. The 14-year-old looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. She had been trying to keep her nipples from being so obvious in her new dress, but it was no use. The lacy bra that matched the party dress didnt keep her twin nubbins from showing through the red gown. Katie had just gone through some weird growth spurt, and her breasts were now much bigger than before. Her nipples seemed to have grown, too. They stayed erect all the time, like small pink pencil...
This chapter is simple and may not get too erotic. Bear with the chapters as it gets better. These chapters surround the following chapters, as we (Dottie and I) were always getting back together and breaking up again. See Chapter 6 for more about Dottie. Chapter 1. Dottie Names have been changed to protect well EVERYBODY. This is a true story that started when I was around 16. I am now a senior citizen. In the 1960’s and 1970’s there were not many diseases like AIDS. The worst you...
See chapters 2 thru 4 (Carrie, Janice, Pam, Peg, Eve and Judy) This is a continuation from Chapter 1 FAST FORWARD ALMOST A YEAR: I got a call from some girl that I didn’t recognize the voice. “Hey Rex…I want to get drunk” I responded, “Who is this?” She replied “This is Dottie” I said, “I’ll be right there” then I ran up to the Liquor store and bought some beer and wine. I ran to Dottie’s house. She told me she was alone in the house, and her parents were away. When I arrived, she let...
Angique opened her eyes. She drank in the blue vastness of her view, the silver shimmer of the lake below. Then she stepped back from the edge of the terrace. She turned around and walked to the wicker chairs. They were set back into the shadows of a huge umbrella. The towering heels of her laced up leather boots clicked elegantly on the white marble. The sun painted highlights on the leather of her corset and tights. She reached the shadows, finding a cool place to protect the paleness of...
Part 2 of Beth's serial story (A journey and a meeting) 2 days had passed since Sarah's revelation. That night, parked outside mum and dad's we had chatted away excitedly, loosing track of time until mum, peeping out the window, wondering why I wasn't getting out came out to see. During our chat a meeting day and time was worked out, I was to join them the evening after tomorrow. The next night after college and in Sarah's company I spoke with Bertie on her phone, he has a lovely speaking...
Me and Artie fucked whenever one of us had an open house, but we only got to see eachother about four more times before it was time for me to leave for college. Three days before leaving for school, Artie texted me that his parents were going to Atlantic City over night, and he was going to be home alone. His parents had some money, and were very modern. At 15, they felt that he could take care of himself, and I knew this would be our last opportunity together. I lied to my parents and told...
Introduction: Me & Artie get some alone time After Artie and I dropped off Phil at his house, I asked him if he wanted to hang out still. He obviously answered yes, so I figured why not head back to my place. It was only 2 oclock and we had the house to ourselves for at least another three hours. When we got back I was feeling adventurous, so I went in my parents liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of vodka. Want to take some shots? I asked Hell yeah, weve been trying to drink together...
Le vol dura des heures, et pourtant Maxime n'en pouvait plus d'excitation. Une heure environ avant d'arriver, il se rendit aux toilettes, et se changea pour prendre sa tenue habituelle - jean, baskets blanches, queue de cheval -. Il se sentait ? l'aise ainsi. C'?tait ainsi qu'il comptait vivre aux USA. Galvin lui avait dit que tout ?tait pr?t pour lui, et qu'il n'avait plus qu'? arriver. Son logement, son contrat de travail. Un v?hicule l'attendait ? l'a?roport et devait le conduire ? l'embarcad?re puis jusq...
Katherine Jackson thumbed through her notes while sitting on the couch. She needed to be ready for her interview at the Bank of the West for a management position tomorrow morning. It was an opportunity that was hers for the taking and she wanted to be prepared for any question the Board of Directors could ask her. It had been four weeks since her night in Wichita and she desperately tried to forget what she had done. She had never been so ashamed in her entire life but at the same time...
My eyes were closed. I leaned back in the black leather swivel chair and thought about how soft and warm this kid's mouth was. Maybe I shouldn't call her a kid; I think she's eighteen. Whatever she is, she's the girl next door, the one with the very hot mama. She's been working for us as a receptionist ever since she started to work full time. Her basic job description is to suck my cock whenever my secretary is out at the main office, and she does that job excellently. I'd give her a...
"Well, well, well.... will you look at who it is.." I hear this every morning when i go to school... its the boy cheerleader.. yepp and i hear it from the star quarterback on the high school football team.... with his friends that are right behind him laughing... What is it. Well if you be really nice i will let you watch us in the shower after the championship game ok.... let me let you guys in on a secret... the quarterbacks name is Matt... and he is the ultimate ladies man.....
Introduction: Sarah 9 this is a dark fantasie of my own, this story is not for the weak minded so please dont read it if you dont like young rape and dark fantasies. My name is Sarah, I have long auburn hair hazel green eyes Im 5ft1 short and slim with pale white skin and freckles on my cheeks and arms. I was 9 when my life utterly changed. My family was moving to Toronto from Montreal, we were listening to led zeppelin of course my dads favorite band when the moving truck spun out of control...
I was always told to stay out of trouble. Ever since growing up I always made sure of that. I had just turned 18 a few months before and was walking home from a mates birthday. I was on cloud nine having just arranged a date with a very attractive girl. I couldnt control my emotions as I skipped down the street. I guess if I was thinking better I would have chosen a better way to walk home. But I didnt.I took the mistake of walking through the park, then the council estate. Bridging the two was...
Mattie's Boy'sThe continuation of Mattie GurlMattie whispered “I really want to make you mine” as she stood up. She had Jack lie on his back as she mounted him. She rode his cock, then dropped her chest on him. Jim saw Jack's hard cock bent inside her asshole, she whispered “join your brother inside me”. Jim crawled behind her, eased his cock into her as she grunted “yessssss” then added “fuck me Jim”! He stroked into her slowly, she said “you can do better!..Fuck me”! In a minute, Jack groaned...
MattieShemale, Micro Cock, Lactation, Role Play, Flashing, Kinky A Fiction requested by a Contact.Waking to find Mattie not in bed, Jacob went to check on her. His eyes saw her still sitting on their couch with Jim and Jack beside her. He could see her arms over their shoulders, her head thrown back, eyes closed. Quietly he moved closer and almost gasp out loud, the boy's were nursing on her breast! Having heard their floor creak, Mattie opened an eye, raised a finger to her lips and motioned...