Emmas adventures and misfortunes
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Mark now started to give more straightforward directions. He sat up straight again and looked at me with a look of concentration. He was intensely focused.
"Alright let’s move on. Lower both your hands towards the base of my cock. Yes, put them right there. Now, push your head a bit further down. Yes, press the head of my cock into your mouth. Go down as far as you can. This is the moment to impress me. Come on, let me see it."
I freaked out a bit. I had not given head very much up to this point and with Marks cock in my mouth my first thought was, How in the hell is this going to ever fit?
I didn’t want to let him down, however, so I just went for it and pushed down. I felt his head go further into my mouth, following the roof of my mouth, towards my throat. I felt like I was taking his cock pretty deep, but when I looked down I noticed I had taken barely a half-inch past his head. I pressed on and then felt the head hit my uvula. Immediately, I gagged and I had to back off, letting his cock go out of my mouth. Mark looked on, amused, and said: "Try it again."
I started out sucking his head before trying to take more. I felt his cock travel between the roof of my mouth and my tongue, which I tried to get out of the way as much as possible by pressing it forward. I reached the same point as before and pressed down harder. Ouch! I gagged again and had to pull back entirely. I coughed hard and Mark's cock fell from my mouth.
But I was not willing to give up. I picked up his cock, took it into my mouth, and went down again. Again, the exact same thing happened. I coughed and looked up at Mark.
He asked, "Have you ever heard of deep throating?"
I nodded yes, but hesitantly.
"I have my doubts, but ok. The next step is that you move on from a blowjob to a deep throat. Well, that’s what you need to learn. Deep throating is when you take a cock entirely into your mouth. To be clear: this is further than just the head you’ve been taking so far. This is clearly new to you, so I will teach you."
For the first time since I was on my knees in front of him, he took his arms off the sofa. He had only given me verbal instructions and advice so far. He ran both his hands through my hair, brought it together in a knot and held it there with one hand.
"I’ll help you out. First, just suck it as you did before," he said.
I lowered my head onto his cock and felt the head fill up my mouth again. Then I slowly started to bob up and down. I wondered: it was still such a far way down to take more of him, how did girls ever get this all the way into their mouth, let alone their throat?
He had one hand gently going through my hair, following my movements. Then I felt him hold his hand in one place, his fingers pressing into my hair as he started to guide my head more and more. He guided the head of his cock up and down in my mouth. As he determined the speed of my movement, I could relax my neck muscles a bit, which came as a relief. As I started to feel comfortable with this, I felt his grip on my blonde locks tighten more and as my head came up I felt him apply more pressure on my head. My mouth went down again, making it stretch out under his pressure. I felt the corners of my mouth ache as his cock slid over my tongue and the head of his cock hit the back of my mouth hard. The head touched the uvula in the back of my mouth, which immediately triggered a gag reflex. I felt the urge to pull back completely, like I had done before, but Mark made this impossible for me and held my head in place. I felt helpless!
I was struggling, as if I was out of air and I felt a gulp of spit come up from my throat. He gave my head a few short pushes down, but my throat was sealed tight and my gag reflex wasn’t letting anything in. I panicked and I put my hands on his ripped six-pack and pushed back, but he held me in place, being much much stronger than me. After what seemed like ten extremely long seconds, but in reality, was only one or two seconds, he finally loosened his grip. I pulled back and fell back with my ass on the floor and gasped for air. A string of spit was dripping from my lips and my eyes were watery. I looked up at Mark as I caught my breath, my mouth aching from this unexpected move.
Wow! I didn’t see that coming like at all. I felt a bit ashamed, my lack of experience clearly evident in how I had reacted. Somehow I felt a bit like a little school girl.
"How was that, shygirl?" Mark said, looking down on me.
"That was… that was wild... I’m sorry, I didn’t see it coming and freaked out a bit. How did I do?"
Mark held a finger about 1 inch below the bottom side of the head and said "This is how you did."
I was shocked. There were still like four inches left to the base of his cock! I felt really stupid and thought: how can I ever get further down than that?
"You’ve been doing really good so far, but this is clearly one of your weaknesses. I love the feeling of your lips on my cock, but a man needs to feel them slide all the way down to my balls. You need to improve these skills."
I was chagrined and felt so badly about how I continued to disappoint him. I asked, "Yes, but how? It seems impossible with how thick you are. Have you ever had someone go down all the way to your balls?"
Mark chuckled, "Yes I sure have girl. And judging by the size of your mouth and the fact that you’re not exactly petite, you should be able to do it as well. But no worries, this takes time. Remember, if you get this down it will give you a great tool to give men pleasure, and thus keep them in your power. When those puffy lips of yours understand how to deep throat I am sure you will be able to give great pleasure to a man. Would you like me to teach you?"
"Oh yes, I’d love to be able to take your cock completely in my mouth. If you say it’s possible. So... how and what should I do?"
"You let me worry about that. I’m going to teach you a few basics. Once again, listen and learn. Come closer with your mouth and open wide."
Mark rubbed two fingers over my lips, making them wet, and slid them in my mouth.
He explained: "What I need you to do, is make sure your mouth welcomes cock further into it. You need to make room to start off. Open your mouth wide and push your tongue flat down."
He pushed my tongue down. I felt his two fingers go into my mouth to explore. He pushed them further down and hit my uvula, causing me to briefly gag.
"I see. You have a very sensitive gag reflex. You need to control this so a cock can go past this point. So what you’re going to do now when I put my cock inside your mouth and it goes all the way back, is to breathe in and swallow repeatedly when I reach your gagging point. This will help my cock slide past your uvula and further into your throat, towards your esophagus. That’s where it needs to be. Got this?"
I nodded.
"Alright. Let’s try again."
I slid his cock in my mouth again, which was gradually getting used to the thickness, and let it enter my mouth fully. When it hit my gagging point, I tried to breathe in deeply. I felt Mark push forward a bit with his hips, but just when I thought I had got it, I gagged really hard. Slime came up and I coughed it out onto Marks cock.
He looked down, somewhat amused, and said: "Again, girl, come on, you gotta practice to learn this."
I took a breather, sat back for a moment, and then went at it again. I tried to swallow this time, but the exact same thing happened. Marks cock was all messy now. He took his cock and said, "Here girl, let’s share this mess you’re making." And pushed it against my cheeks. I felt my slimy spit stick to my cheeks, chin and lips. I felt defiled. But was not ready to give up.
"Again," he commanded.
I did as ordered, but again, no success. I tried a few more times, but it just wasn’t working. The thickness combined with the new feeling of having to try to slide something into my esophagus was hindering me. I was becoming kind of disappointed in myself and so was Mark.
He explained, "This is the moment when I would’ve liked to see you gulp down my cock. If you were doing it right, you would have felt a whole lot more of this cock of mine. And you would have had me in your power. My cock being there is one of the fastest ways to make a man come. And making a man come is the ultimate proof you have maximum power over him. We’re still a long way off, however."
I looked at him, downcast. I felt really sorry. After all, he’d been so patient with me all this time and already taught me so many things.
"But Mark… I tried."
"Alright, change of plans. Here’s what you are going to do. After I’ve left, you’re going to go out tomorrow and get yourself a fine, soft dildo, long enough, but not too thick and you’re going to practice getting that dildo past your gagging point. The next time I see you, I want you to be able to get it past your gag reflex."
He sat back and looked on to see what his words did to me. I was disappointed in myself, mostly, but at least he offered a way for me to make it up to him and to improve. His speech about getting power over men through pleasure was in the back of my head, so I nodded obediently.
"Very well. Class is dismissed for today," he said, smiling. I smiled as well and I felt better immediately.
"There is one issue though," he said, "you’ve made me extremely hard. Let’s see if you can get me off with both your hands."
Mark leaned back again, and nodded his head, pointing towards his cock, "And don’t forget about my balls," he added.
His request was clear to me and immediately I got to work. My mind couldn’t stop thinking about how I’d failed, so all I could think about was to get him off as fast as possible. Who knows, if I failed at this as well he might not even want to come back? I totally wanted him to come back, so I went about it carefully and deliberately.
First, I knelt before him, pushed my ass back and up and positioned my lips on his ball sack. I started off just giving it little kisses, which soon turned to licks. I licked him all over his balls and his ball-sack before I went down further. I felt his ass contract in pleasure and his cock stiffen again. My tongue was now lapping up the remnants of spit I’d left there myself, from my gagging, right below his balls.
I was pressing extra hard with the tip of my tongue, and meanwhile sucking with my lips, which he was enjoying notably. Soon enough, he started to soft-stroke his own cock with one hand while I kept working on his balls. He looked down on me, right past his stiffened cock, and saw his balls rest on my nose and cheeks. They were wet and slimy from my efforts. I moved up a bit, opened my mouth and sucked his right, low hanging ball into my mouth. He grunted and with his other hand grabbed my hair and pushed my head into his scrotum. This was clearly working for him.
"Class might be dismissed, but I want to teach you one more thing. A big part of the pleasure of men is talking dirty while being pleasured. You no doubt have little experience with this, so would you like me to give you an example of what this sounds like?"
I looked up at him and wasn’t exactly sure what he meant, but figured it’d make sense to just agree and experience it.
"Sure," I said.
"Very well," Mark agreed and wasted no time.
"Ok bitch, suck those black balls into that fine mouth of yours. Wrap those lips around ‘em."
I sucked on them as hard as I could and let my tongue run around his balls. I felt the veins on then pulsate and apparently, he liked my efforts. He took a chunk of my blonde hair in his hand and pressed me into him. My nose almost disappeared in his ball sack. He grinned at the sight. I then went down again, below his ball sack, letting it rest over the bridge of my nose, with one ball on either side, and flicked my tongue right below it, on his perineum, meanwhile sucking my lips tight on his skin. Mark grunted and pressed me into him again.
"Hmm you little slut, you know how to work those lips."
He stopped stroking, grabbed his phone and took a few snapshots of me doing my thing. It must’ve looked pretty good I guess: him holding my blonde hair with one hand, my lips and tongue right below his balls, and his stiff fat cock dangling right above it. I kept going and with one hand started stroking around the head of his cock. Mark grunted again.
"Yes bitch, keep going like that, you’re gonna make me cum."
I started stroking harder and further down along his fat shaft. I was struggling to keep the fingers of my hand touching each other as I stroked. Hs dirty talk sent shivers down to my moist pussy.
"Alright, I need those lips around my cock right now, bitch, do it," Mark commanded me.
While I was getting up Mark, who still had his hand on my head, took hold of my hair and pulled me up, positioning me over his cock, and guided my head down on him. Just in time, I was able to open my mouth wide enough to accommodate his glistening, fat head.
It slid right in and immediately I felt his hand press on my head to push my head further down. I resisted and pushed back with my hands on his legs. I felt the head of his cock push against my closed throat again, nearing a big gag. Out of nowhere, he gave it one hard push and then let go and pulled my head back.
He held my hair as he said to me, "Next time those luscious lips are gonna go down to my balls, got it?"
I was grasping for air. I looked at him with a mixed feeling of arousal and surprise, and could only stammer a short "Yes.."
"Now stroke this cock, I wanna cum right now."
I did as he told me, took hold of his cock with both my hands and started stroking. He soon enough commanded me to pick up speed. I looked up at him and could see his breathing turn heavy. He'd told me a good solid rhythm was essential, so I did my best to stick to it.
Soon enough, he said, "When I cum, you make sure you get it on your face, ok? I’m not going to aim, that’s your job."
I stroked his cock as fast as I could, having a hard time keeping the right rhythm, but knew he was coming closer because of his breathing. He kept talking.
"This is good, stroke it harder. Keep going, yes yes, like that. Look at me, show me those fat lips. I wanna see my cum on them. Come on, come and get it."
I was stroking as fast as I could now and I could feel his cock twitching. I thought about going down to lick his balls while I stroked him, but he wanted to cum on my face, so I wasn’t sure how that would work out. So I decided to just cup his balls with my hand and tickle them. Good choice. He started grunting as I fumbled with his saggy balls, meanwhile stroking his glistening, fat cock.
"Yes bitch, that’s it, come and get it, get that cum."
He kept encouraging me like this and I could tell that he was really close.
"Fuck yes bitch, keep going, this is good. This is something you’re good at."
I heard his words and took them as a compliment, but also knew I still had lots of work to do. My hands were really getting tired by now from just stroking him hard, and my lips started to have a sore, tingly feeling. Fortunately, it didn’t take him much longer.
"Alright bitch, here we go. Now, take that mouth off my cock, do it now, and open your mouth wide. Make those lips pouty for me. Ok, here it comes!!"
I sat on my knees, his cock right in front of my nose aimed at my wide-open mouth, still stroking, afraid of what was to come. I closed my eyes. Mark let out a big grunt and there it came. The first stream of cum shot from his cock and sailed right over my head, with a part of the stream sticking to my hair. The next shots followed rapidly. Fat, slippery streams of cum landed on my forehead, creating transparent whitish lines over my face, spanning from my forehead, over my closed eyes, my nose, my lips and my chin. I felt single drops of his cum land on my face as well, soon enough slipping off of my cheeks and chin and falling in my lap. When I stopped feeling new loads of cum land on me, I stopped stroking and carefully opened my eyes, only to find out his cum was blocking the view for one of my eyes. Whoa, this was wild!
Mark had effortlessly managed to cum all over my face, including my hair and some in my lap. Not to mention the first shot that went right over my head!
Through my cum covered eye, I looked up at him and he was resting his head backward, enjoying his series of cum shots. I just sat there for a moment, panting heavily just like Mark, waiting for what he’d say or want me to do next. I felt his slippery cum slide down over my face.
Soon enough, he lifted his head and looked down on me. His first reaction was, "Oh girl, that was really good actually. Let me take a quick snapshot of your face like this. You look amazing. I know you can do way better, and this is only the start of it, but it’s a good start."
I wanted to rub the cum out of my eye, but he forbid me to, "After the pics, girl, afterward."
When he was done, he said, "Ok, go ahead, Now, what’s really important is that you scoop that cum and put it in your mouth. Don’t swallow it but just gather it there. There’s also cum on your forehead, so scoop that up as well. Yes, and lick those lips clean, as you have cum on them as well. Yes, leave it all in your mouth."
I did as he demanded and gradually filled my mouth filled with cum. When I was able to look more clearly, I noticed he was sitting forward and inspecting me closely.
"Good girl, now open your mouth for me. That’s it. Show me what you’ve got in that mouth of yours. Yes, push that tongue up, so I can see. Good."
I could feel the slippery substance go-between and over my teeth. Mark took out his phone and took a few snapshots.
"Good girl. Now, you can swallow."
I did as told and gulped the substance down at once. It tasted salty.
"Good. You should start getting used to swallowing cum like this if you want me to keep coming back to you and teaching you more about building your confidence levels and exerting power over men. What’s left for you to do now, is clean my cock. That reminds me of another very important tip to remember: never let a man go home with a dirty cock. Always make sure it’s nice and clean. And not cleaned with a tissue, but with your lips and your tongue, and always swallow what you’ve cleaned."
I started licking the cum off the head of his cock, gradually working my way down. Mark looked on, approvingly. As I was going over his cock, doing my best to not miss any spot and just making sure no cum was left behind, it dawned on me that he was already planning on going home soon, and so I would not be getting any more of that amazing cock. Needless to say, while I was working his cock, I had become incredibly wet myself.
My pussy by now was screaming to get a cock inserted into it, or at least have his no-doubt very skilled tongue go over my pussy lips. It seemed like this was a far cry from what was going to happen. When I thought I was just about done, I looked up and asked:
"So Mark, uhmm, what about me? I’m totally hot for you and your amazing cock right now and would really like to feel this cock in me, but you’re already planning on going home?"
Mark looked down at me.
"Girl, what did I teach you today? Once again, the way you gain power over me is by pleasuring me. You have to keep that in mind, always. And from what I learned today, you still have a long way to go. Today was good, but you’ve got a lot to learn. You should be thankful to me for taking the time to teach you how to give pleasure! You will get it once you know how to give pleasure. Just be patient."
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Group Sex“You’re such a whore, Shelby! But that’s still fucking hot…” Chelsie said as I briefly mentioned one particular aspect of my vacation to the Cayman Islands. “How were they? Big? Muscular? Come on, Shelby, details!” “Geez, let’s not be too demanding here. It was just sex on the beach with three incredibly hot guys! After all, I was on vacation…” I just stared at Chelsie, hoping she wouldn’t judge me for spilling the contents of my wild and dirty vacation. “Oh, please do tell! And you couldn’t...
Group SexChelsea was late, the victim of a failed alarm clock and cab shortage. She silently cursed her tight skirt and heels as she flew through the lobby, skidding across the polished marble floor just in time to catch the elevator. Breathless, she jumped in, glanced at her watch, and exhaled in relief. The button to the fifth floor was already glowing, pressed by the elevator’s only other occupant. When she turned to say good morning, the words stuck in her throat. It was Liam, the gorgeous new...
Group SexFor the first few weeks working at Joelle’s, my feet never really touched the floor. This was everything I had dreamed of, and more. In case you don’t know about her - though I’d be curious if you didn’t - Joelle’s the woman who turned makeup into a true art. Where others only “applied” lipstick, rouge and eye shadow, she painted with an artist’s skill and turned the plainest women into goddesses, into true artwork. Nobody knew her surname, and nobody needed to. All the big stars flocked to her...
SpankingAidan Black stared at the online text that flashed up onto the screen. ‘I luv ur stories!’ He yawned, and took another sip of his Jack Daniels. He quickly typed a reply and then leaned back in his chair. ‘What do you like about them?’ He smiled at the long pause. All these fans are the same, he thought to himself. Innocent young girls that dream of being treated like dirty sluts and too afraid to tell their college boyfriends that doggy-style after a long alcohol-fused pub crawl just wasn’t...
ReluctanceIt had been five years since my wife died. I was stuck in a rut. It was as if my life had stalled the day Gina passed away. I was as emotionally healed as I would ever be, yet I lacked the will to go out and start anew. I worked, I came home. I slept, and then I headed back to work again the very next day. My life became a cycle. Rinse and repeat, ad infinitum.Maybe that’s why I allowed Christie to get so close to me. I told myself I just needed the help, but had I thought it through, I would...
TabooKailee knew she shouldn’t be here. He warned her of what would happen if she came into his space alone again. Shane, her father in-law was a good man, but he liked things his way. He wanted everything run his way. When Kailee and his son had to move back in with him and his wife while their place was being finished, the rules had been simple. Stay out of his office. Last week Kailee had been wandering around the large house, bored and looking for something to do. She walked down the hall and...
TabooI watched his plane lift off and disappear into the eastern sky. As I slowly walked across the airport terminal to the parking lot, I tried to compose myself as I wiped the last few tears from my cheeks. I could still feel his lips on my lips and the lingering scent of his shaving soap was still with me, but both sensations were rapidly vanishing. As I climbed into the car, I leaned back one last time saying good-bye to the man I loved. The feeling of the strength of his arms around me in our...
VoyeurAnna had only been living with Lincoln for three months, one week and five days when he walked in on her masturbating. He’d originally left with an overnight bag swinging from his clenched fist and a casual comment thrown over his shoulder to let her know he'd be spending the weekend at a friend’s place. Ten minutes after he'd walked out the door she'd stripped down to her tank top and panties, feeling the urgent need to relieve some of the tension that being around him regularly caused. In...
Straight SexDamon: I’ll bet you’ll get up to some trouble in Cabo. I smirked at the text that flashed up on our chat-log from the computer screen. He was always teasing me. Ashleigh: No trouble. At least not the good kind of trouble. I’m going with my boyfriend don’t forget. There was a pause, and while I anticipated his next words, I took a sip of the vodka soda I was prone to drinking while I spent my online hours chatting with my favorite virtual stranger, DamonX. I leaned back in my computer chair and...
TabooDedication: This story is just a bit of fun and is respectfully dedicated to all the tireless story checkers on Lush, whose hard work makes this site possible and who have to put with rubbish like this every day. Also, thanks must go to Fugly, whose story "Bag of Lush All Sorts" was the inspiration for this piece.I was in only my second month at Global Biofuels and still finding my way around the organisation. As the head of procurement in a modern, forward-thinking, ethical company, I had to...
TabooRobyn thought about sex a lot. She craved sex. Robyn wanted to feel a man’s strong masculine hands all over her naked body, to hear him whisper dirty words in her ear and make her pussy sopping wet.She imagined his hands pulling her hair back and his tongue in her ear as his thick hard cock penetrated her wet cunt. She wanted to feel his bulging biceps caress her sides and the feel of his sweat mixing with hers on their warm wet bodies.Just then Robyn looked up and saw bright red brake lights...
MILFAnal “You like that, don’t ya Fugs, hey?” asked Eric. “You like a big cock going deep in that sweet tight little puckered up ass?” “You know I do, Babe,” I said between thrusts. “But, do you want to talk or fuck?” “Oh, let’s talk please,” Eric smirked. “How was your day, sweetheart?” “Well asshole, it was going fine... until you opened your mouth. So, stop being a smart ass, shut up and”... BDSM “Take it like the bitch you are,” I said, as I rammed my condom covered rubber opaque cock...
Straight Sex(episode 31) Prelude to the Party: After finding out about Mary Beth’s kinky tryst at the lesbian club and also allowing myself to participate in Jennifer’s twisted drug-fueled gang bang, I found myself in a very strange mood. In fact it was like being apathetic, ashamed, strangely aroused and creeped out all at once. Despite all the bizarre events of the past weekend, I thought I’d try to maintain my relationship with Mary Beth. I figured my participation in Jennifer’s twisted orgy and Mary...
College SexMilena's story My name is Milena and I work in a well-known chain of Opticians on the high street. When the manageress of our store suggested that we have a ‘wear what you want day’ I was excited. I’ve always been one for fancy dress. Then she added one or two caveats. We must be decent and not wear anything that brings the business into disrepute. Knowing me, that was a tall ask, but hey ho! She said it would be good for morale and create a talking point among customers and attract passing...
Quickie SexMike, Enough endless talking. You once said that it is not bragging if one can back up one’s words with action, and now it has come time to back up your words, mon petit. Please see attached; everything has been arranged. Yours, Jen. No further explanation.A ‘click,’ a mental turn as my brain processed those three short sentences, and time quite changed, my vision dimming as I read the attachment. It read as follows:Dear Mr. Stone,Thank you for choosing Alaska Airlines. Please make note...
AnalThis story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I’ve always been a bit of a loner. Even in my daydreams, which largely featured a handsome prince who saw me completely differently to how I really am, more time was spent waiting and dreaming of him in those solitary imaginings than I did actually with him in them. I believe that was prophetic, leading into (or perhaps from?) pathetic. When it comes to sex, with two startling exceptions, all of that...
First Time“Hi, I’m Rachel, and yeah… I guess you can call me a sex addict,” I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I’d never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classroom at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. But really, how can you find the seriousness of group therapy at all? They were a miscellaneous...
Taboo‘To pluck a beautiful flower from the desert is an unpardonable sin.’ – Man Of Mountain, Shoshone Medicine Man My best friend Karla, lived with her dad, Hank, in a trailer until she was eighteen. Then she fixed up an empty trailer, one of those old chrome things with the rounded corners, and moved into it by herself. She used to get spooked in that trailer all by herself. She would call me on the phone and say, “Jan, come over and spend the night. You know I’ve got NetFlix; we’ll rent something...
SupernaturalSomething powerful stirred inside me when I heard the groan of carnal satisfaction over the gentle waves. That something had been trying to return for a while, nudged toward life with every sultry glance and beautiful body that I encountered or imagined. But when I turned the corner that night and saw her on his lap, rolling her hips, unmistakeably fucking, that was when it officially re-awakened. It had been asleep for literally years; when I moved to Jamaica, it truly slept in peace. It was a...
Group SexSaturday evening was delightful, the club was jumping, and there lots and lots of pretty people around to enjoy. A tall brunette was giving me the eye, and the way she was looking at me told me we were on the same wavelength. She finally walked up to me and spoke."Can I buy you a drink, pretty lady?"Silly girl, of COURSE you can!"I'd love that, and I love Cosmos. My name's Elizabeth, and you are?"She smiled and it was the kind of smile I liked."I'm Kendra, and I'm impressed, you're very...
LesbianI sighed, hit “send” on my email, and wondered if it was time for another trip across the road to Costa. The office was supposed to be air-conditioned, but it didn’t seem to be working today, just when it was most needed. It’s not that I was complaining about the hot weather, it’s just that I’d much rather be out sun-bathing than stuck at my computer all day.Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.“I don’t suppose you’ve got any Ibuprofen, Annie. This heat’s given me a splitting headache, and I must...
Office SexIf I hurried, I had time to drive home, take a quick shower, get dressed and still not be late for my dinner date with Jason. He was working late, so he would be meeting me at the restaurant. Since I knew he wouldn’t be stopping home first, it gave me time to get my naughty surprise ready for him. Hopping out of the shower, I quickly dried off, rubbed on some lotion and made sure I was smooth all over. I put on a lace black bra and garter, slid on some black thigh highs and attached them to the...
ToysMy boyfriend and I were cuddled together in my bed enjoying the post coital bliss that followed a nice, but not spectacular fuck. I was gently fondling his rapidly deflating penis as he softly massaged my labia - both slippery with various sexual fluids. Devin broke the moment asking, “On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate this?” “Sssh,” I sighed, “Let's just enjoy this.” “Seriously,” he said, “One to ten, with a ten being mind blowing.” “Devin, let it be,” I protested, “Just be quiet.”...
Group SexPamela had already made the picnic and packed it into a wicker basket when the boys arrived. She’d cleaned the kitchen as well, been a thorough little domestic goddess with her mom and dad away for the week. And finally she had changed from jogging pants and T-shirt into her costume. Nothing outlandish, just a simple white-muslin dress and sandals, and then to the garden to pluck daisies and buttercups and ring them into a crown and a necklace. She stood before her bedroom mirror adjusting the...
Group SexOn a warm, quiet night, Lauren lay in bed listening, through her open bedroom window, to the deep moans of an unknown woman that was repeatedly brought near climax, only to be edged back from her orgasmic bliss. Lauren’s husband, dead to the world in a deep sleep, lay next to her, oblivious of the other woman but thirty feet outside their window, being ravaged by Jason, who had been their best man just three years ago.Lauren’s fingers were massaging her rock hard nipples as she imagined Jason’s...
CheatingJack’s Story Despite all my reservations, I had agreed to house sit my parent’s place for a month this summer while they were on vacation in Europe. My parents lived in the suburbs and were far from my usual stomping grounds. Literally there was nothing, but nothing, around unless your amusement was the local shopping mall.“Jack,” my father had said, “your mother and I would feel so much more comfortable if you were here. There has been this wave of robberies in this area occurring when people...
MILFSeven o’clock, the black numbers showed clearly against the silver LED background. Tanner noted the time with a sense of detachment, not concerned or hurried, but with an awareness that his guest would soon arrive. A geisha, Tanner thought while gazing out through the expanse of windows in his penthouse apartment.Tanner rolled the word through his mind again, sampling its meaning as if he could taste its implications. Would she offer sex? Probably, but there was no guarantee. From what little...
Straight SexThe city is lonely and my bedside table is in disarray. Cherry cola fizzes in a champagne flute. A ragged copy of Albert Camus’ The Fall holds a position of importance in place of a Bible. It’s bookmarked at Jean-Baptiste’s recollection of that warm autumn night by the River Seine. I like to reread that passage when I can’t sleep. Next to it, there’s a half-smoked joint in a vintage glass ashtray that I stole from an ex-lover’s apartment. I can’t remember his name, but there’s something...
HardcoreAs the door closed behind me I looked at my watch. One a.m. I should be home in less than half an hour. It smelled refreshing and invigorating outside. As I walked to my car the last few drops of his semen ran down my leg. My bra and panties were in my purse. I was dressed in my normal work attire, not having showered after. I was sure I was ripe with the fresh sent of rigorous sex. When I arrived home intended to drop my clothes, get into bed, odorous as I was, and shower in the morning.I...
Cuckold(episode 30) My infatuation with Mary Beth grew during January of 2008. She was damned sexy and really good looking, plus she had one of planet Earth’s best camel toes. Another great thing about Mary Beth was that she was almost as daring and insatiable as Jennifer. However, as February came along, a few problems did arise. Mary Beth was becoming more and more possessive and controlling, and she would get really pissed off about me going over to Brittany and Jennifer’s apartment to study. ...
College SexGav slipped off his leather jacket and hung it over the back of his chair. It was Monday again and he needed to get to grips with the project that he was overseeing. He was head of IT Infrastructure at a busy lingerie firm. Lucy’s Underwear Show House had a turnover of £120 million and was one of the fastest growing businesses in the sector. In spite of the recession the company had made inroads into the ‘bedroom’ market capitalizing on the gap left by a recently dissolved name. Gav was a...
TabooSeattle, Winter ‘07 Her name was Lucy, or at least that’s the name she used, and she was a junkie. I didn’t need to see the track marks to know. In my line of work, I’d seen enough addicts to ID them quickly. She said she was 25, another lie. Closer to 20 would be my guess. That’s the thing about junkies. Lying comes naturally. It’s second nature. “I want to get clean.” See? Translation. I’d rather go to rehab then the slammer. Eventually, I got the truth out of her, though. Surprisingly,...
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