Nandita To Nandini
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Mark
Sheila showed me a photo that Elsa texted that showed her hostess, Greg’s wife Kim, riding Sean’s cock as Pam kissed her and held one breast pulling the nipple out from her body in a way she explained was highly arousing. Elsa had added the phrase, ‘Evening going better than expected. Everyone very happy and horny. Lots of Big O’s.’
Sheila set her phone down on the bedside table. I continued to fuck her as she went back to eating Cindy’s pussy. Melanie and KC were in a sixty-nine a few feet to my left on our large bed.
I made a suggestion, and a moment later, Mel broke away for a minute and took a photo of my cock in Sheila’s pussy as she ate Cindy. I asked her to add to the text, ‘Things about the same here. You are missed, but we’ll save some for all of you for later. We need a party soon. Love, All of Us.’
Sheila urged me to get busy again. She liked my tab A in her slot B. Cindy, in turn, admonished her to stop talking and start eating and fingering her again.
I realized that I couldn’t buy this lifestyle with all the billions I’d accumulated. Oh, I could buy bimbos and the sex, but I couldn’t buy the passion and love and interaction with my ‘wives’ the way it had all developed. Escorts are good, but not this good. There are no emotions there like there was inside a family like mine.
I awoke the next morning in a sea of nude female bodies. We were all sticky and kind of smelly, but in a good way. The whole room was stinky betraying the heavy dose of sex that we’d all enjoyed the night before.
I counted bodies. Six. Six! Six? I reviewed the roster. Cindy, Sheila, Melanie, and KC were whom I’d gone to bed with ... and had wild unbridled sex with. That was good. Elsa and Pam were also ensconced on the other side of Cindy. They were soundly sleeping with Pam wrapped up in Elsa’s arms. They must have snuck in after we were all zonked. I wondered where Sean was.
I got up and did my bathroom duties, slipped on some briefs, and walked down the hallway towards the kitchen. I could smell coffee brewing.
“Good morning, Sean.”
“Hi Mark. Good morning. Coffee will be ready soon. I used your guest room. Elsa wanted Pam to sleep with her and I didn’t mind. She assured me it was all right.”
I commented, “It’s fine. No one in the other room looks like they’ll be up soon. What time did you get here?”
I followed your limo caravan bringing Elsa home. She had Pam with her. We got here about two a.m.”
“You’re pretty bright-eyed for only four hours of sleep.”
“I am running on adrenalin. I know I’ll probably crash and burn some day. I’ll try to get a nap in this afternoon. What’s doing this is all the sex and the new relationship I have with Pam ... and the one with Elsa ... and now Kim. It’s all ... fabulous. I feel like someone pumped me full of adrenalin and plugged me into the power grid.”
I laughed, “I couldn’t agree with you more. You’re not burning out?”
“Oh, no. Pam got to fuck a new cock last night, and I got into a new pussy – the pussy of my boss’s wife. Can you imagine that? I bet not many guys do that.”
I teased, “You fuck all my wives.”
“Errr, ... well ... yeah. I guess I do ... but you’re not my boss. Elsa and I also played together last night. As usual, she was spectacular. She is so sexy and so arousing I can barely keep up with her. She constantly challenges me not only physically but also mentally by feeding me ideas and scenarios, usually those involving sex in some way. She also mentored Kim along in a gentle way, but got her thinking about all the scenarios, issues, and implications of the change in lifestyle.”
I asked, “Scenarios? Like what?”
Sean grinned. “Would I like to see Pam be in a gangbang with ten men when Pam was pleading for cock, cock, and more cock? Was I into S&M or B&D or any of that stuff? I’m not. How would I react if Pam cuckolded me with some other guy, really degrading me in front of him? What would I do if Pam wanted to piss on me? Would I go to a nudist camp with Pam? Would I enjoy an orgy with Pam – well, we sort of did that at your party? Had we tried anal sex yet? What if Pam wanted to pork my ass with one of her dildos in our sex play? How would I react if Pam wanted to go off with some guy for a long weekend, and I knew they’d be fucking up a storm the entire time? How would I feel if Pam fell in love with another man? What if I fell in love with another woman?
The questions kept coming and coming. Every one of them makes me think deeply about where we are, what we’re doing, our relationship, what I want our marriage to be like, and so on. She promised that there were hundreds more she could think up. She’s marvelous. Just so you know, Pam and I talk about every one of those questions in some way.”
“I’d love to hear how you answered some of those, but speaking of scenarios, how were Greg and Kim when you left?”
“Tired but also running on adrenalin. Kim, Pam, and Elsa had fucked each of us men dry. They were loving what we were doing, and they pushed our limits, for instance, in having us clean their pussies after someone else had cum in them.
“Kim wished there’d been another couple of guys with us last night. She was really hot for cock, as they say. I think if we’d had the resources for a gangbang, she would have cheered and then spread her legs for the crowd.
“They both said they wanted to do more of what we did – the sex and the arousing questions to make us think. They were actually writing down notes about all the issues and things they wanted to talk about over the coming week about their relationship. Kim described the evening, including the talks she and Greg had leading up to it, as a dam letting go so that suddenly they knew some of the issues and questions, and had a desire to talk about them. They were communicating again about important things, including their fantasies.
“On another front, Kim had never done anything with a woman before, and she told us that she’s a convert to the bisexual persuasion now. Pam and Elsa about destroyed her after Greg and I were wiped out. Kim had dozens of orgasms. She gave as good as she got, though. She was almost a basket case when we left, but she had a grin on from ear to ear – and the grin was covered in cum and pussy juice from the other two women.”
Sean kind of paused, so I said, “You should call Kim later. Act like a lover. She needs to stay on the sexual high you gave her. Make sure she got a good rest. If she’s sore, tell her to take a sitz bath and some Tylenol. Show her you care about her. Send her flowers too.”
Sean chuckled, “What great ideas. Thank you. I’ll do exactly that. You are a romantic at heart, aren’t you?”
“I have six expert teachers, each reminding me how to take care of their sisters. Elsa and Sheila are especially vocal about what I should be doing for my other wives. They’re always giving me ideas of things to do. When I’m traveling Melanie will text or email me reminders of things to send, say, or do for her sisters. They really do watch out for each other.
“On another note, don’t forget about Greg. He may be a little squeamish today that you fucked his wife. Be appreciative of his sharing, but emphasize that you only wanted to give Kim pleasure not steal her away. Think how you feel about him fucking Pam, and then reflect that back to him. He may need a little reassurance too.”
Sean looked at me with awe, “You are a master at all of this as well as Elsa.”
I sipped my coffee and my brain surfaced an idea I’d had kicking around for a few weeks. I turned to Sean; “Change of subject; how fast could your firm design a large house and get it built for me?”
“How large? Where? There’s not a simple answer to that question.”
“Probably just outside the beltway on a large tract of land. I don’t have anything just yet. This is just a flyer of an idea right now, but I’m starting to think seriously about it. I’d guess about ten or twenty-thousand square feet, probably multiple stories, major electrical work on the whole place – state of the art in every room and everything connected to the Internet of Things.”
“Cost?”
“Money is no object within reason. I’d be willing to renovate an existing place if such a thing exists. I need room for all the security people – separate quarters perhaps. I’d want a couple of other gatehouses or something like that too. I’d want lots of bedrooms so we could accommodate lots of guests. We’d need a big garage for all our wheeled toys.”
Sean thought, “Don’t hold me to this, but if we could meet every day with you, I think we could design a house from scratch of that size and complexity in a month. If we put a couple of us on the job overseeing the project and whipping the contractors we might get it built in a year or two, but around here, that’s pushing it.”
I spoke with authority, “I want to do it. Can you put an agreement together and run it past me? Don’t say anything about this today. I want to tell the girls myself what I’m thinking.”
Sean asked a prudent question, “Do you want Elsa and me associated with the project or to recuse ourselves because of our relationship with you?”
“Sean, that is an astute question. For now, I want the two of you deeply involved. Maybe you two are the two overseers you just mentioned. Greg too. I’d like to meet him. Elsa has spoken highly of his professional skills as well as yours. I think we’ll have Greg and Kim come to our next little orgy assuming Elsa’s OK with it. Let’s see how they do with total immersion into the sex pool.”
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This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! The sound of the holiday song hit Gunther's ears like an ice drift on the open sea. He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so full of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all...
Mark There’s bad news and then really bad news that comes your way once in a while. I had two major doses of it on Monday morning. I’d been talked into a late start at work so that we could all have a relaxed breakfast, plus bid goodbye to Troy and Janet, and Dan and Sandy. That was fun and we had a heart warming parting. Their departure went like clockwork and they were out the door before seven a.m. to catch their flight to Atlanta. My first bout of news I didn’t want to hear came from...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
Mark The first hint I had a problem at the office came the Monday after Melanie had spent the weekend with Elsa, Cindy, and me. We had a very romantic weekend, and I apparently had distinguished myself by making love continuously to all three women Friday night, and all day Saturday and Sunday. It wasn’t that I was fucking them and having orgasms all the time; I’m only a man. I did, however, become exceptionally attentive to each of them, displayed my vulnerable inner self to them, and made...
THE PLAYHOUSE Copyright Transfemme, 2002. CHAPTER 1: Candidate Verity Sherman walked down the central colonnade of the Facility, a pretty young woman in a pastel yellow sundress, her full lips pursed with trepidation. It was Monday morning; the Committee was meeting at ten thirty-five to discuss her latest progress report. Verity noted the time with an anxious turn of her wrist. Attendance was mandatory; she couldn't afford to be late by even a few seconds. She quickened her...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
Mark The summer of that year became a blur with many good things happening to and within the family. The family grew and got ready to grow even further. On the business side we formally announced to the world GCT – Gigabyte Cellular Technology. We couldn’t answer the calls for equipment fast enough. We rushed a new manufacturing plant online, and coopted the manufacturing capability from a couple of other lines, both domestically and in China. Customers of regular cellular services from...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...