Christine and Serena Part 2
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Serena takes her husband to visit The Fetish Shoe Shop As the train slowed down and drew into York station Mark smiled at his wife Serena and asked how she felt. 'Nervous, and as horny as hell,' she replied. The train slowed to a halt and Mark and Serena got off and made their way off the platform where they were due to meet Robert, Mrs Wyles' assistant. They held hands as they approached the ticket barrier and walked through it. Almost instantly a young man approached them. He held out his...
The effect, for Serena was unbelievably erotic, her hands tied above her head, her legs were spread and carefully secured by leather cuffs. The lights were dimmed to a shadowy level and the background music had an eerie classical melody with an ominous base Serena did not recognize. Serena’s now wet weepy pussy was being tormented by Terronce’s ten inch cock as he used the massive head to entice her clit and force her juices to flow. Serena's pleasure was tempered by whimpering fear....
CheatingDr. Bowman directed JJ to assist Serena in preparing for the installation of devices. Serena was completely unfamiliar with the process so Dr. Bowman cautioned the nurse to explain each step prior to proceeding. Nurse JJ started by carefully placing Serena’s clothing in a carry bag. Her name was already on the bag and Serena wondered what made them so sure she would participate. Before she could ask, JJ directed her to step up on the exam table and place her legs in the stirrups. JJ went over...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIntroduction: It is 1850 and Serenas father blackmails me into seducing her to save her from Lord Bunty Buntingthorpe Written hopefully in the style of the mid 19th Century. Long sentences. Commas where today we would use periods. A Country house in Devon in the 1850s Serena The sun was setting over the western horizon bathing the hill tops with a warm red glow and casting deep shadows across the valleys. I stood on the terrace outside the ballroom admiring the view. I heard someone behind...
The journey to the estate was beginning to feel like routine. Unlike my last few trips, I was once again clothed. Serena was naked as always. I spent the time looking at her and thinking. The last few weeks had been some of the strangest of my life, but one thing had remained constant: my love for Serena. The weight of my gaze made her look up and catch my eyes, for some reason she blushed and moaned gently then resumed staring at the floor. I leaned forward and captured her mouth with mine;...
Even wearing an old tank top and a pair of yoga pants she's still beautiful. Her creamy soft skin shines brightly from the soft glow of the television screen. Her long golden blonde hair flows down her shoulders like a waterfall. The small tank top does little to hide the bountiful bust underneath. Her soft creamy stomach was showing underneath her shirt. she always did like showing off her well toned body. how can something so toned and firm also be so soft and supple. My eyes travel to her...
Serena was a young woman who was cute but shy. A BBW with no self confidence. Her mom had watched her struggle with not being able to land a date or even so much as a kiss. Serena's mom Penny didn't understand she had been the school slut when she was in high school she had at least two dates every weekend from her sophomore to senior year. She was also a BBW but she was proud of her body. The fucking ads now a days and all the anti-overweight propaganda was killing her daughter. Serena...
Well, I asked for it and they gave it to me, and they were right. I did leave and I gave no one else any consideration. I ran for me and to hell with everyone else. I remembered the look on Sally's face as well. I had handed her a real hot potato and just turned away leaving her with the mess to clean up alone. I never even bothered to check up on her after telling her I would be there for her. "I can't explain how I felt to you guys. Only understand that I now know I let some people down...
After Serena's visit to The Fetish Shoe Shop, Mrs Wyles, the owner, was in touch with her again. This time she wanted to know whether she would be willing to be photographed wearing her fetish shoes for publicity for the shop. Mrs Wyles pointed out that of course her face would not be shown in the photos. Serena agreed and Mrs Wyles told her that Roger, her photographer would soon be in touch with her. Roger phoned in a few days and made an appointment to visit her. One the day of the visit...
The special delivery package had only a padded envelope containing a DVD. It had no label but the protective case was marked, "For the Personal and Private Collection of Brad T." Three shots of Canadian whiskey had not calmed his nerves and the tension of a day of grueling meetings had not subsided as Brad sat nervously in front of his big screen, contemplating. Brad could not even remember what transpired in those meetings. He was lost or unfocused most of the time.Brad picked up the remote...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI met this girl, Serena, at speed dating. I was getting a couple of different vibes from her. First, she was probably crazy in some way. And second, she was this brilliant ball of sexual energy. We matched up and I gave her a call. We decided to go out to a Mexican restaurant. With lots more time than at speed dating, I was able to confirm both vibes during dinner: she was definitely on the bizarre side. She also had such a tomboyish look about her, that if it weren't for the sexual energy I...
I’m one of the primary ‘in house’ doctors at our local hospital. The hospital is a mid-sized facility just about fifty miles from Baltimore, Maryland. For a hospital we’re small in comparison to the giants up and down the eastern seaboard, but we have a decent reputation, and we’ve gotten some pretty good press lately thanks to the hard work of our rank and file personnel. One advantage we have that most hospitals in our size and financial range has that others don’t is our proximity to...
I've long been of the opinion that everybody has at least one incredible adventure in their life. I had some wonderful experiences during my thirty seven years, but I felt that my own incredible experience was still in the wings. As it turned out I was right. But now that it has happened I want to share it with the world. It was a brilliant spring day, the kind that has always filled me with good feelings and energy. I've never been athletic or anything like that. I always hated PE class...
"Come on, Darling, or we shall be late." She shuddered a little at the word late; the time was ten minutes to ten. I stood for a moment and looked at her. I was amazed at the transformation; this was a Serena I had never seen before; she glowed. As she moved I could hear tiny bell-like sounds. I looked for the source and found tiny bells hanging from the rings in her nipples. She was still wearing the chain attached to the ring above her clitoris and attached to that was yet another tiny...
Also: This is a rather slow paced story. If you want something different, read something else. - - - - - - I'm Audrina. 15, with red curly hair, brown eyes. I'm short, only about 5'3. I'm curvy, with big breats and a round, firm ass. But my middle has a bit of flab, and my thighs are bit meater then I'd like...but whatever. I look better then most. This story is about me and my bestfriend Serena's first sexual encounter together. It was a sunny, hot summer afternoon....
Beautiful Serena It was cold as I drove back to the cabin. The country lane wound into the darkness as the snow covered my windscreen. Turning yet another bend my head lights caught a glimpse of black fur through the pelting snow…what the fuck was that? As the car straightened, the lights were able to light her up. “Walking in this weather…she’s fucking mad” I thought. A tall red head was stumbling along the grass verge, her long hair holding onto the snow as if it would never fall again, and...
I woke alone and still bound, but for some reason I wasn't uncomfortable. I lay relaxed and waited for my mistress to come for me, content in the knowledge that when she did I would be ready to serve her. When she did arrive I smiled in genuine pleasure to see her and was rewarded with a blinding smile in return. "Good morning, Slave. How do you feel?" "Mistress, good morning. I feel great, Mistress." As I was speaking, she undid my bonds and before she could say anything, I slipped...
I wondered about the things that he had told me. The images of Serena and Jack faded under the repeated assurances from him that he had never indulged himself that way. Indeed he had no intention of doing so. I contrasted this with Serena's behaviour; she certainly behaved as if he was her Master. It was all very confusing. I wondered at his final words to me, '... we can work something out... ' given how his original assurances were borne out, I did feel better in trusting him. But I...
Given I look very human I blend in with the rest of you, therefore you wouldn't know that I'm a witch by looking at me. I eat, drink, and sleep - and when I fly I’m a passenger in a plane and not on a broom. Incidentally, I'm nearly two hundred years old. Relax! I don't look that old. In fact, I physically turned fifteen years old last July. Confused? I'd be. Now, where should I start? I guess everything stems from a Halloween Party that I attended eleven years ago. I...
My girlfriend, Serena, is fuck crazy! She can’t get enough of my cock, sucking it, licking it, sticking it up her arse, then back in her mouth, no holes barred and she lets me come anywhere I like. She’s a really small Indian girl, just over five feet, little but perfectly formed pert titties, an arse to die for, perfectly rounded and a neatly trimmed utterly lickable tight pussy. I think I might be the luckiest man alive.A few days ago she woke me by sitting on my face and giving me the most...
I still remember the first time I saw her. I was Ten years old and my family had just left our apartment in the city for a house in the suburbs. As the Movers emptied the van I found myself wandering around to the back of the House drawn by some compulsion to the rusted swing set in the back yard. As I kicked the dirt patch underfoot I felt someone was watching me. On the edge of the property was a person, she was hazy and out of focus much like someone would look from a distance on a Hot day....
I've included the conclusion of the last part, but if you haven't read the first part you really should go and read it. Also: another part to come soon. (: --- Serena stood, eyes locked on mine as she started walking towards me. "It's what I do too." She said quietly when she reached me, moving her body even closer and making it so that our chests touched and so that there was no room between us. "And you know.. after watching that video, I'm wondering if you want to...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Serena got slowly to her feet, grinning at me. Our eyes were locked on eachother and the contact seemed so intimate even though we werent touching just yet. My best friend and soon to be lover lay back on my bed, her dark hands clutching the quilted breadspread in anticipation. I let my gaze travel across her body for several moments so that I might drink in this vision of beauty and remember it for a very long while. I watched her shiver under my inspection and finally moved towards the bed on...
Serena danced around the room her energy seemed boundless. I'd tried to exhaust her with oral sex, but I'd wasted my time. Well okay, not wasted exactly, but you know what I mean. It was late and the car would be here soon to take her to the estate. Earlier I'd removed his rings from her and replaced them with small studs. Tomorrow I'd put my rings on her and then, apart from giving her a slave name, she'd be mine. I'd felt that this was needless and melodramatic, but Serena had been...
The hotel room door clicked shut behind us. I pulled Serena to me and kissed her. I took possession of her mouth as she moaned and melted into me. I burned with my love for her, but before I could give into my lust and my love I had some things to attend to; or rather my Slave did. "I love you Slave, are you ready?" "Master, not yet. Master." Her adoption of formal speech rules signalled to me that the dance had begun. She slipped out of her dress and she was gloriously naked before...
SASSY SISTER SERENA'S EROTIC EDUCATION AND ABUSE BY 'BIG BRO' PROF POET- PETERSister Serena seeks Love Lessons as Sex Student Submission & Slavery at Big Bro Professor Poet-PeeSweet sister Serena is a yearning yummy young seductive starlet seeking sexual satisfaction in seducing 'mighty men' with her husky voice to come for her on the phone, while she has her left hand between her lustful love lips fingering fanatically 'fanny' for 'family fantasy': 'fucking father' - as long as mother is...
Serena, come gia accennato nelle altre storie, mi aveva sempre detto che non mi avrebbe mai e poi mai fatto un pompino.Perchè?perche non le piaceva, le faceva schifo...ok, pur di stare con lei lo accettavo questo.in compenso ero completamente dominato da lei, eseguivo ogni suo ordine/voglia come uno schiavo.mi piaceva da morire.una sera d' inverno,eravamo d' accordo che come sempre dovevo andare a prenderla a casa.destinazione discoteca.verso le 19.30 mi scrive:cambio programma, ci troviamo...
I’m 18 years old and I really can look after myself but my mum insisted I went and stayed with some neighbours while she was away for a few days.Mind you I didn’t mind as it was with Auntie Serena and Uncle Mark. They weren’t really my aunt and uncle but as they were the same age as my parents I was bought up to call them auntie and uncle.You see Serena was very attractive, and had gorgeous kissable lips and always wore a deep red lipstick. Whenever she spoke to me I found myself looking at her...
I am a married female aged 52 living on the south coast of England. I am very bisexual and having an affair with my friend Serena who is 43. My husband Rob knows I am bi and knows what I am doing with Serena. Her husband Mark does not even know she is bi.She visits me twice a week for lunch and we end up fucking and sucking each other. Rob would love to watch us having fun but Serena won't let him. I give him all the details when he gets back from work and I usually wank him off while I'm...
My big sis Serena is a senior and I’m sixteen and a sophomore. I usually stay after school and participate in some of the many activities available but today I didn’t feel well and got home before she did. I was so quiet laying on my bed she didn’t realize I was there. As usual she had some guy with her who she always told Mom she was studying with. I soon heard some noises that didn’t sound like any schoolwork I knew of so I crept quietly down the hall and her door wasn’t shut. I guess she...
Christine walked through the door home from a long day at work just in time to hear the phone ring. "I wonder who that could be," she thought as she hurried to the phone. "Hello," the beautiful young wife said. "Hi Christine," returned a male voice. Christine said pleasantly, "Oh hi Bob. I'm afraid Jim isn't here. Tonight he has class." Bob was a friend of Christine's husband and was a real estate broker. Bob replied, "That's OK Christine. Actually, it was you that I wanted to...
Christine had invited her friend for a sleep over knowing full well that I had the hots for her, just one look at her firm 40inch chest could reduce me to a wreck. Christine breasts were a nice size considering her slim frame about 36c if I recall set off with a delicate candy pink nipple that was to die for. I had an idea that Christine was trying her best to match me up with her mate Sharon and I did not plan on this. Whilst watching the video the two girls were doing there best to...
"Hey, you don't talk to me the way you did earlier," David warned Christine later that night. He'd entered her room as usual. He had his t-shirt off and his flannel pajama pants on. His eyes showed anger as he made a fist. "Leave me alone, please!" Christine pleaded. "Not until I get some pussy. Now come here," David said grabbing Christine by the arm. Christine struggled but David threw her on her bed. She was going to have sex with him again, she knew that. This would go on...
The next day at work, Christine waited until Janice came in. Janice's face was glowing and she hummed a sweet tune as she walked in the office. Karen raised a brow. "I see someone must have gotten lucky last night." Janice laughed. "Maybe." "Ah did Tom call you?" Christine giggled. "Uh no, I don't need Tom in my life you know." "Oh? So who's the mystery man?" Karen asked curiously. "That's for me to know and for you to never find out," Janice teased. "Aww come on...
Introduction: originally posted under Unknown User Its been two weeks since we had that afternoon interlude and Susan has called, faxed, emailed or voice mailed me every day with sexual suggestions and innuendoes. So far Ive resisted the urge to give in to her suggestions. Dont get me wrong, she was incredible. Ive never met anyone with a sexual appetite such as hers. Its just that I have been more than satisfied as of late. Christine and I sat down that same evening and talked about what had...
"Mom? I'm home," Christine said cheerfully as she walked into her house that evening. Her first day of work went smoothly. "Mom?" She repeated but her mother was nowhere in sight. Christine kicked off her shoes, took off her cap and went to the kitchen to pour herself a drink when suddenly she felt a strong hand cover her mouth. She gasped and her eyes widened. "Shhh little sis. Mom's not home right now. We have the house to ourselves." David's deep voice whispered in her ear. His...
Val Smyth was still glowing after the fucking that nineteen-year-old Seb Connors had given her the previous night when she phoned her friend Christine Illingworth. "Hi Chris, well I did it," announced Val."Did what?" asked a still sleepy Christine."Fucked Seb Connors of course," replied Val."Shit, you didn't, was he good?" asked the mid-fifties Christine of her similar-aged friend."Yeah, fucking amazing, I told him that you fancy him too," said Val."You did, what did he say?" responded the now...
MatureLet me tell you, the rest of the afternoon was pretty fucking tense. All three of us knew something would be happening later but we, well mom anyway, acted as if nothing of the sort was afoot. By about 5:00 o’clock, the guys had had a few more beers and decided to go in to watch the end of a game on the golf channel. Good, check!About an hour later, mom and Christine go in to get supper for the k**s but we’re not hungry and decide to pass. Mom goes downstairs to offer dinner to the guys, comes...
A word about each lady … My wife Christine is 50, has dark hair, blue eyes, is about 5’ 6’ and weights bout 120. She has a flat tummy, tight body, 36 D enhanced tits, an amazingly tight squishy and waxed pussy, and an asshole that devours tongues and cocks. I often share her as we pick up guy(s) and girls after our nights out in Chicago. Our daughter Jen is 24, short blonde hair, smooth flawless skin, flat tummy and she also keeps her pussy waxed. I have been fucking Jen since she was...
As the weeks went on, Christine didn't eat or talk much. She'd lost weight and her pretty face was so pale. She would think about Janice every single day. Though she fought hard not to keep loving her she couldn't help it. Janice had been the only person that had made her heart melt. Christine had been getting very sick. The constant throwing up began to worry her. She figured it was just stress from quitting the job she loved and losing the woman of her dreams. "You're not too well....
-- SATURDAY, APRIL 15, 2006, SENIOR YEAR -- "Elyse Laughton is dead." I blinked twice before arching both eyebrows, hearing her words and yet absolutely certain of the identity of the young woman standing on the porch in front of me. "Dead? Uh ... You're going to have to explain that one." She sighed, "It's a long story." "I'm willing to hear it." "Oh, for God's sake, Ben," Sasha grumped as she pushed past me and stepped out onto the porch. "Let the girl inside!" With a...
By the time we arrived home it was late evening. I got out before Sylvie did and took Serena's coat from her. Sylvie opened the door and I draped the coat around Serena's shoulders before we walked to the front door. It was still only mid-afternoon but I felt shattered. I took the keys from the coat pocket and opened the door; Serena shed her coat and stepped across the threshold. "Darling, you look worn out. This has been very tiring for you, hasn't it?" "I don't know why though,...
Paul Barker was of two minds about his daughter moving back into the family home after finally giving up on her no-good bum of a husband. He and his wife, Jessie, had expressed strong doubts at the time, but the headstrong 18 year old had eloped and run off to Reno and, when they returned, it was too late for their cooler heads to prevail. She was married, and had already been pregnant. The baby girl, whom the proud parents named Christine, was born six months after the elopement. No honest...
In the previous part of this story, my mom had confided some pretty hot stuff about aunt Christine at my mom’s wedding. Which left me in an uncomfortable state, if I might put it that way. But life is not a never ending sex fiesta. Life normally is, err normal (having a slow day here people but stay with me). Just to put you back in context, this is around the holiday period and we’re planning our own, intimate family Christmas party. Just our own closely knit family. My mom, my dad, 2 sisters,...
I often say this when writing about Christine - if you haven't previously read about my encounters with her then it will probably help to go back and read some. Christine isn't a fictional character created for the benefits of these pages - she's 100% real and all my stories are completely true, told as accurately as I can recall and without any embellishment whatsoever.Folklore would have you believe that there are women out there who guys can call on at any given time for sex and I'm sure...
Christine DiesIt was with some reluctance that Yuri finally agreed commission a statue of the sex slave he had murdered with his own hands by burying her alive. Stipulations: she must be life-size; completely naked; realistic to the last detail. No other material but gold was good enough. There were enough photographs of Christine in her nakedness so that lack of realism would never be an issue, and as for gold - Yuri's fortune could purchase the most glamorous of living women and would have no...
Christine awoke in the middle of the night. Jonny was fast asleep next to her, but she only knew because she could feel his warm body pressed against hers, under the blankets. The room was pitch black, it was the middle of the night. There was movement in Jonny’s bedroom, though. Christine couldn’t place it. ‘Elizabeth?’ she said softly. There was a sharp intake of breath. Christine’s eyes were adjusting a bit to the dark, and she could make out Elizabeth’s figure, near the door. ‘I’m gonna...
Christine was four years younger than I. She was a petite woman. Only 5’1” in height. She weighed a mere 99 pounds. However. She was all woman. Hot blooded. passionate, sexually provocative and was fascinated with men who packed larger than average equipment.I met Christine at a party at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. She presented as a lively, intelligent, professional woman. She was a CPA with a major national firm. During the event, I began to put the move on her. I was not the only man trying. She...
“Where’s your aunt?” my mom aks.“She’s just cleaning a little getting coffee and desert ready” I answer. Smiling all the while. A few minutes go by and Christine yells out“Mark, coffee’s ready, can you give me a hand please”Of course I practically run to the kitchen and Christine is still at the cutting board, coffee cups all lined up, cappuccino machine going. “How can I help you aunt Christine?” I ask going behind her and rubbing her ass very gently. “Hmm, don’t please, It’ll show that I’m...
I'd just finished playing tennis and had headed into the small changing room at the courts. The club was small and owned by an old lady called Mrs Queen, there was only the two courts. Danny said goodbye. I could hear him talking to someone outside.Christine had decided to come and meet me. I heard Danny tell her I was in the changing room, I then heard Christine talking to Mrs Queen.“I'll get him to lock up.” Christine told Mrs Queen. “Just get him to post the keys through my door.” Mrs Queen...
Quickie SexLast night I stopped at Christine's, when I got there she was watching the tv, so I put my arm round her kissed her on lips & moved my hand towards her ginger minge moving her knickers to one side finger fucking her, I opened her dressing gown & pulling her nighty up feeling her tits I then got her a lay down on the settee I was feeling her all over kissing her then sucking her tits with my fingers in her cunt, then she said it fuck me please so I got up removed my jeans & underwear...
Cette histoire vient de mon imaginaire…Même si les personnages sont inspiré de connaissance ^^Quand elle arrive chez elle, sa grand-mère demanda « alors cette journée ? »« Que de surprise Mamie et j’espère que celle de demain va m en réserver plus »Les choses qu’elle avait vu hier, l’avait très excité, elle eu du mal à dormir, sa petite chatte était encore chaude et collante, elle repensa aux bites qu’elle avait vu, la façon dont elles rentraient dans une femme puis s’endormie dans sa chambre,...
Where were we? Oh yes. Christine just kept on driving after I had made her cum in her car while she was driving me home. But as the other story says, she wanted me to be her slave for a few hours. You might remember Christine. Long legged aunt, who always wear skirts and nylons that just clings to her skin. So I sit back in the Mercedes’ warmed leather seats and I let her take charge. She’s driving, and I turn around a little, ogling her. Her breasts are pointing forward and, since she just...
My eyes slowly started to open as I could feel a beam of light on my face. Soon I opened my eyes before putting my hand above my eyes to block off the light. I realized it was the sun coming through drapes that I didn't recognize. I quickly sat up looking around the bedroom I was in but nothing was familiar. "What the hell?" I said softly as I continued to scan the room. I started to feel cold when I looked down seeing that I was completely naked. I started to panic as I looked around the...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
vendredi 22 décembredernier jour du boulot avant les vacances, j'avais prévenu christine que je lui réservait un petit cadeau de noel!18h, tout le monde est parti à part les agents d'entretiens, je me dirige vers le bureau de christine! J'entre sans frapper, elle est au téléphone avec son mari, il lui reproche d'etre toujours au bureau, je lui fais signe de raccrocher, ce qu'elle fait rapidement! elle se leve, elle est superbe, chemisier bleu ciel, pull et pantalon bleu foncé, escarpins bleus,...
As for my daughter Jen, she has been my fuck toy since turning 20. Her dirty blonde hair, flat tummy, waxed pussy and pear shaped ass have given me tons of enjoyment. I have recently started fucking her ass in addition to her pussy and mouth. At home, Christine Jen and I spend many nights in bed together. Whether the ladies are tribbing or licking one another’s pussy or asshole, or whether I’m joining them, our sex life is amazing. However we end up, I always deposit my load in one of...