Nandita To Nandini
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Mark
I held Kim’s limp naked body in my arms as she lay in her comatose state following my administering of The Experience to her. I had lapped my hand clean of her beautiful and tasty emissions, and then continued to kiss her and stroke her body as she purred. I could almost feel her consciousness returning even though she hadn’t stirred or opened her eyes. I wanted her to feel safe and loved when full consciousness returned. Kim was one beautiful woman who I had connected with on many levels in the short time we’d talked and then made love.
When her eyes flickered open, she looked up at me and gave me a wan smile. “Mark, I love you. You are the most wonderful man in the world. I can’t believe you brought me that much pleasure ... and all at once in such a wonderful setting as this huge bed. I love you. I really love you. You are so kind and caring.”
“I love you, Kim. You are so special and trusting to let me do that to you ... for you. I know you were worried and nervous. I...”
Kim interrupted, “I will never be worried with you again. I trust you more than anybody. I love you.” The sincerity in her words almost overpowered me. The look in her eyes telegraphed deep love to me on many levels.
I worried about her becoming fixated and doing something to harm her marriage. I commented, “Greg loves you. Don’t forget about Greg. He’s your loving husband, and he’s very devoted to you.”
“I know. I love him too. He’s off fucking someone named Melanie ... or he was the last I knew. We haven’t made love yet, have we?” There was no animosity or sarcasm in her voice. Her comment about Greg fucking Mel was simply stating a fact, and came without animus or worry.
“No, I wanted you to be alert and cogent. I’m not one to take advantage in that way. I happen to like my partners to be full participants in whatever we do when we make love.”
“Please, make love to me. Give me all you have. Fill me. Cum in me. I want every inch of your cock as deep inside me as you can get it. I want you to use me in any way you want to. I am yours. I give you my body completely and without reservation. I’m on birth control, but if you wanted, I would have your children.”
Since I was still hard from our foreplay, I merged with Kim and in seconds we were humping into each other in various positions to celebrate our new relationship. Kim was exceptionally responsive and passionate in her love for me. She was responsive and even took the initiative in some of the positions we tried. She obviously wanted to please me, and I worked hard to bring her every degree of pleasure that I could think of short of a repeat performance of The Experience.
After our mutually glorious orgasms, I cuddled Kim to me and talked to her about our open relationships and sexuality. She’d heard it from Elsa a week or so earlier, plus a further interpretation from Sean and Pam, but she got another dose of the words said differently from me. She acknowledged that she wanted to do things to improve her life, her marriage and relationship with Greg, and she was discovering that sex played the major role in making the right things happen.
I knew from conversations with Elsa and talking to Greg and Kim that they had adopted this lifestyle in a well-thought-out approach to rejuvenate and cure the malaise that their marriage had fallen into. Kim told me that the early analyses they’d each made indicated a huge success. Kim assured me she was more in love with her husband now than every before.
Kim also stated how committed she now was to maintaining this new lifestyle where sex and love were welcomed with others, even in initial meetings and interactions. She described how she found this situation exhilarating and something she’d been missing all her life. She also confirmed that Greg had responded to this new environment with enthusiasm, lust, and love, and that they’d continued to love and support each other in ways they hadn’t previously envisioned.
Later, I brought Ryan into our midst. The two of us were very attentive to Kim, and I think the warm feelings she had for me carried over to him. At one point she thought we were both going to try to make love her at the same time. She admitted that she’d watched some porn with Greg that had a DP in it, but she wasn’t sure she was up for that just yet. She’d never done anal sex, and was getting her head around the topic at that point. We assured her that we would not take advantage of her or force anything on her.
Kim was the one that reminded me that she’d never been fisted before, but when I slowly brought her along into The Experience, she was ecstatic with pleasure, joy, and love. Ryan smiled and told her we’d save her introduction to anal sex for another night, but that she could feel the same way if the person introducing her took their time and care with her.
We both made out with Kim for a while. She really got off with two handsome men making out with her. While one was kissing her, the other would apply himself to her breasts or pussy. We got her increasingly excited sexually, until she was begging us to do something to her at the same time.
Honoring her concern about anal, Ryan penetrated Kim and after they were positively dripping in her juices, I gradually slid my cock into her pussy next to Ryan’s long prong. Neither of us had done something like this before, but neither of us seemed concerned except to deliver pleasure to Kim and take a little for ourselves. Kim’s eyes got as large as saucers as I also entered her body, widening her vagina even further but not as much as The Experience had given her.
As Kim pulsed her body into us and moaned her desire, lust, and love for us, we started to fill her sweet pussy with two generous loads of cum that left her overflowing as we extracted. As fast as she could, Kim scooped up our fluids and brought them to her mouth to savor. We went back to holding and romancing her after the heat of our lovemaking cooled.
Eventually, I suggested that the two of them make love alone, and Kim seemed very comfortable with that idea. Ryan looked exceptionally pleased to be left with the hot wife of Elsa’s boss. When I left them to return to the living room, they were again making love and Kim seemed very happy.
On one of the family room sofas, Greg – Kim’s husband – was making out with Margo – Andy’s hot wife, as a porn video played on the television with the soundtrack hard to separate from what was actually happening in the room. Margo straddled Greg with his proud cock obviously embedded deep and satisfyingly in her pussy as she rose and fell on him. She gestured me over. When I neared, Margo reached up and took hold of my tumescent cock and pulled me to her mouth. She sucked on me with her unique brand of energy and technique as Greg’s eyes turned the size of saucers as he watched the hot babe he had on his cock sucking another man only a foot or two from his eyes. He even commented about how her pussy was clenching around him in sync with her strokes on my cock.
I glanced around and did a rough headcount. We had about twenty people spread around the family room, living room, and master bedroom. I thought, ‘What a party!’ A year or so earlier if someone had suggested that I’d attend, let alone host, a party where sex was the featured attraction, I would have accused them of ingesting some bad drugs. I chuckled to myself; Elsa and Cindy had been my undoing on that count, except I didn’t think it was anything bad, only unconventional.
A warm female body pressed against my back. I made a humming sound. “Hmmmmm, let me guess. From the feel of those magnificent breasts and the strength in those arms, I have the honor of being hugged by Marcia, a woman I love, respect, and care for a great deal.”
I turned into Marcia’s arms and we kissed. She pulled away, “Care to do me?” she teased with a girlish grin. She was naked, and actually seemed uncharacteristically comfortable in the group setting, unlike our time together in Puerto Vallarta where she was shy and hesitant about the public sex.
“Hmmm. Do you? As in what do I do to do you the way you want to be done?” I teased back as I kissed her neck, ears, and forehead between each of my words. I stroked down her body with one finger, encircling both breasts right to each nipple, and then running the finger down her toned body to her slit and clit. Marcia’s eyes closed as she savored the experience. She seemed to be exuding her female juices plus some other cum from an earlier experience just moments earlier.
Marcia reached and took hold of my cock. She said, “To do me, you take this yummy shaft that I’m going to suck on until it’s rock hard, and then you put it in the pleasure opening between my legs, and then we move around a lot – especially back and forth so we generate a lot of friction and heat, and then you inject me with some of your white glossy man fluid until I say thank you, and then Elsa or someone comes, sucks you clean, and then cleans me up so I’m ready to fuck someone else. That’s what ‘do me’ means.” She laughed.
I teased, “Then I guess we should get on with my doing you because that sounds like a whole lot of fun.”
We kissed and fondled each other some more. I asked Marcia, “Here or balcony or bedroom?”
Marcia blushed and whispered, “Here, please. Lucas and I want to stay in sight of the elevator door and the stairway door. We have security out there, but we wanted triple or greater coverage.”
“You’re OK with having sex in public now?”
“I’ve gotten used to the idea. I also talked to Elsa and she put me at ease about public fucking. I discovered I like to watch others having sex, so she told me I should offer them the same experience with my own sex show. I just did that with Sean. We had fun. It was hot.”
We settled onto one of the sofas that gave Marcia the viewpoint she wanted. She went down on me, and then we followed her script about ‘doing each other’ to the letter, ending a half-hour later with Cindy (not Elsa) with her face buried in Marcia’s dripping little cum bucket cleaning up the mess I’d made as a result of our lovemaking. Sean had been in Marcia’s pussy before, but I hadn’t been aware of getting sloppy seconds.
“If I may ask, are you enjoying the open sex with others? Me? Sean? I don’t want you feeling you have to violate any internal moral code to work with us or whatever.”
Marcia smiled, “Don’t worry. I’m not doing anything I don’t want to be doing in a big way. Is this different from how I was raised and lived most of my previous adult life? Absolutely. Am I unhappy about it? Absolutely not. I love it. As for Sean, he was very nice and gentle. He told me he’s learning to be a better lover. In my book he was excellent. I loved our time together. I love having multiple partners of either sex too.
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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...
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...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
Mark I knew I was opening myself up to accusations of cronyism or nepotism, and in this case and probably many others, I didn’t care. I was the big boss of a corporation that I owned controlling interest in, and rank did have its occasional privileges. Marcia stood in front of my desk. She had a beguiling smile on her face and was holding her skirt up so that I could see her bare shaved pussy, a beautiful sight in the middle of my otherwise hectic and overly numeric day. “Thank you,...
Mark There were about a dozen of us standing in the middle of the field we euphemistically called The Farm. I didn’t like that name. I wanted something more like Tara – the fictional plantation in Gone With The Wind. It didn’t even need to sound that dramatic. I even wanted a pastoral feel to the name since we were in the country. I had put out the need for a better name to everyone, and declared I was the judge and jury on what the winning name was. In fact, I wanted every one of us to love...
Mark Elsa coached me through the sixth checklist as she did it with me. This time we prepared and tested the back up hydraulics on the Boeing 737-700. I was again sitting in the copilot’s seat with Cindy in the jump seat as Elsa flew PIC – pilot in command. Both engines were idling and we were about to get our clearance, taxi, takeoff, and fly back to the mainland. Behind us in the passenger compartment rode the rest of our family and friends. I read back the status lights from the...