Eleanors Beach
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On the Tuesday, I picked Eleanor up from where she worked, because her car was being serviced. I expected her to dress for more formally at work because of the status of her job, but no. She came out wearing a short mini skirt, and a neat blue blouse. She climbed in the car and reached across to kiss me.
As we pulled away from the kerb, she waved to a woman on the street. "Goodnight Janet!" she yelled. Janet gave her thumbs up and blew a kiss. "That was Janet, my assistant" she volunteered. She made herself comfortable beside me, kicking off her shoes and spreading her long legs.
Immediately I noticed the gusset of her white knickers showing from beneath the skirt. Eleanor saw me looking and attempted to widen her legs even more. "I can't wait to get my bra and knickers off" she said.
I looked at her and said "Well, what's stopping you?" She gulped and immediately began to unbutton her blouse, quick as a flash her bra was dropped between her feet. As she started to re button her blouse, I said "Only the bottom three, Slave" she re adjusted the buttons fastening only the bottom three.
Then she slipped her panties down her legs and over her ankles. She held them up to show me she had removed them, just as a bus pulled up on her side of the car. The Bus driver did a double take as he looked into my car. I realized what had startled him so, from his position, he must have been able to see straight down her blouse, see her bald cunt lips showing from beneath her skirt as well as seeing her holding her knickers and the bra between her feet.
I told Eleanor "Seems you have an audience" she looked up towards the driver ran a finger along her cunt lips and the popped the finger into her mouth before blowing him a kiss. The poor bus driver stalled his vehicle as we pulled away laughing.
The rest of the journey to her flat was pretty much ordinary, or as ordinary as it could be with woman intent of flashing her cunt to all and sundry. We parked outside the launderette, which was beneath the flat Eleanor, Teresa and Emma shared. Walked to the end of the row of shops (4 units) round the side and then back down the alley to her front door.
As we walked she said "You will meet Teresa today, but don't worry both she and Emma are off out, George, Teresa's boyfriend is supposed to be picking her up to go to a party and Emma's off to see her mum. So we will have the place to ourselves real soon!"
I suddenly remembered I had left my bag in the boot of the car, but thought I can fetch it when we are alone, less likely to cause embarrassment. I said "When they have left, I will fetch my bag from the car!"
"What bag" Eleanor enquired.
"The bag we will need for our evenings fun!" I replied.
Eleanor introduced me to Teresa, although to be honest I thought she thought I should have been scraped off Eleanor's foot outside. My immediate impression was stuck up bitch.
Just then Emma made an appearance and did not help matters by saying "OH, Hi Ray, I did not recognize you with your clothes on!" I received a cold hard stare from Teresa.
Eleanor dragged me by my hand and led me to her bedroom. She called out "Any chance of a cup of coffee, Emma".
Emma replied "Yeah, ok. You want one too Ray?"
"Yes please" I replied.
Five minutes later, Emma just waltzed into Eleanor's bedroom with two coffees. Eleanor never even blushed at the fact she was stark naked. She took her coffee from Emma and promptly gave her a kiss, not on the cheek but full on the mouth. Emma blushed as she handed me my coffee, Eleanor said "Come on Ray, Thank Emma for your coffee!" "I am sure she would love you to stroke her cunt or let her stroke your cock"
Emma started to protest, until I said "Is that right, Emma. How about I tease your nipples, that is till I get to know you better!" Eleanor spun to face me. The look on her face said you dare. I reached behind Emma's head and pulled her head towards me, I kissed her full on the lips forcing my tongue into her mouth. I also made sure that Eleanor saw me feel Emma's tits. Emma meekly accepted my groping, before fleeing the bedroom.
Eleanor said "You Bastard!"
I replied "Do not ever tell me to do anything, if you don't want me to do it!" "Because I would do it in spite of you!" I then told Eleanor, "Be really careful because you don't know what I have planned and if you upset me you could be made to suffer even more!" She nodded. "Besides I thought we had sorted out, last Saturday that I am your Master not the other way around!" I added.
"Sorry Master" she offered.
Eleanor came up to me, wrapped her arms around me and asked "What have you got planned, Love?"
I laughed and said "You'll just have to wait and see!"
"Emma, can you come here, please" Eleanor called out. When Emma entered the room, Eleanor said "Sorry about earlier, Ray has told me to apologise and ask you if you would like to stay in with us tonight"
I interrupted "Emma, that's not true. I told Eleanor that I would not tell her what was planned for tonight; she now thinks that if you stay in tonight she will escape from my plans!" "You are more than welcome to stay in with us but you may become embarrassed watching Eleanor suffer her punishments" I added.
Emma said "Thanks for the invite, but I am meeting a friend outside the cinema!" With that she turned and walked out of the room.
I turned to Eleanor and said "Nice try, but you'll have to do much better to get one over on me!" "Now, put on your see through white blouse and a knee length skirt, nothing else and come into the living room when you're ready!" I added. I then went back to my car and retrieved my bag.
By the time I came back to the flat door, a man I assumed to be George was leaving with Teresa. I introduced myself and shook his hand. Teresa dragged him away. I entered the flat and passed Emma as she was leaving,
"Enjoy your film, Emma" I offered.
"Thanks Ray, you enjoy your evening as well" she replied.
"Oh, I intend too!" I countered. With that Emma left.
I carried my bag into the living room. I moved the dining table to within 5 feet in front of the TV, squared it up in such a way that when tied to it Eleanor would still be able to see the screen. Eleanor walked into the living room, wearing exactly what I had instructed her to. I laid her across the table, with her head overhanging facing the TV. I then tied each of her arms to a separate table leg and her legs to the remaining two legs. UN doing her blouse I exposed her breasts, and then I raised the hem of her skirt exposing her cunt.
Going to my bag I retrieved a roll of wide packing tape, tore two short lengths about 3 inches in length, I folded over one edge sticky side to sticky side to give me a tab and stuck them across her nipples.
I then lowered my head and blew gently across her cunt lips; she shivered as the cool sensation hit her expose lips. I stood up, walked around to my bag and removed the enema bag, a butcher's hook and a long length of tubing. I fixed the hook on to a picture rail (for those not aware of the English idea of a picture rail, it's a wooden moulding fastened to the wall about six inches from the ceiling. In Victorian times it was for hiding the fixings to hang pictures from, hence its name.)
I turned to Eleanor and said "Won't be long, don't go anywhere. Will you" I went into the kitchen to prepare a warm soapy enema. When I returned I hung the bag on the hook making sure the valve on the tubing was closed. I turned on the TV and started the Video preloaded before Eleanor's appearance. The screen spring into life as two large Black males began to bind a single white female. I Suggested that Eleanor would find the film interesting in not erotic.
I ordered her to keep watching the film. Walking once again around the table to between her legs, I slowly traced my tongue from her inner thigh up towards her cunt.
I deliberately stopped just before contacting her cunt lips, then repeated this on her other thigh. I saw her response as her cunt lips unfolded and her clitoris began to peek through. I gently blew on to her clitoris before parting her cunt lips with my fingers. For the next 45 minutes I bathed her cunt in soft penetrating licks, bringing her to several orgasms. At one stage I had to admonish her for her vocal cries were becoming too loud for comfort. It was at this point I eased the enema nozzle gently but firmly into her anal ring, setting the flow to a reasonable rate.
I then removed my clothes, and walked in front of her upturned head, I pushed my hard cock against her mouth. Instinctively she opened her mouth and bathed my cock head in gentle licks. I told her to open her throat as I slowly pushed my seven inches into her mouth; she gagged so I withdrew my prick slightly allowing her to gasp air before returning to slip my prick down her throat. Each time her gag reflex occur I slightly with drew before finally achieving the full insertion of my prick.
I slowly began to fuck her mouth. "Eleanor, I must warn you that if you spill any of the enema fluid from your arse, you will be punished" I warned her.
"Ohhh omhgghtahst" was her reply. I took this to be acceptance as it was hard for her to speak with her mouth full.
I let my hands drop down on to her breasts, gently finding the tabs. Gripping them between my finger and thumb I yanked my left hand upwards, her right breast pulled away from her chest as the sticky tape began to part away from her breast. The last thing to spring back towards her chest was the erect nipple. I instantly felt her throat muscles tighten around my cock. Dropping this tape I felt her newly exposed nipple and lightly twisted it.
It felt hard and rubbery between my fingers. Again Eleanor let out an animalistic unintelligible noise. Reaching further down her body I rubbed her stomach feeling the almost wave like motion of the enema filling her colon.
My right hand whizzed upwards repeating the effects on her left breast, again her throat muscles contracted. I then continued to fuck her mouth whilst gently rubbing her stomach. I knew I was not going to last much longer and wanting to save my load to fill her arse,
I withdrew my prick from her mouth. "Oh Master, what are you doing to me, I feel so wonderfully bloated and as horny as hell" she murmured.
Just then I heard someone clapping, I looked up and saw George and Teresa standing by the living room door. I tried to cover my prick. Teresa walked past me and stood looking at the TV, by now the white woman had on black cock up her arse and the second pumping into her cunt.
"I haven't seen this one, you must lend it to me!" she said. Then turning to George she said "George get into my bedroom and remove all your clothes, put on the items I have laid out for you and return here at once!"
As George turned and left the room Teresa said "George is such a sweetie but weak as dish water, don't worry about covering up, I am well aware of this bitch's sexual likes and dislikes. Aren't I slut?"
"Yes Mistress" was Eleanor's response.
I think it dawned on me just then the resentment that Teresa had shown was borne of a Mistress losing her Slave without consent. I turned to Teresa and said "She was your slave, before mine"
She replied "Oh no nothing like that, just occasionally she would do as she was told where George was concerned, you could say she helped me humiliate George enough to reach my current position with him."
She added "May be I will look forward to the challenge of subligating you!" I told her she had no chance.
"I now see the challenge to put you in your rightful place at the feet of a master!" I added. With that I grabbed her wrists and pulled her over to the settee. Sitting down I forced her across my knee and raised her Skirt. She was wearing powder blue knickers with matching self supporting stockings. In one fell swoop her knickers were around her knees and the first hard slap careered down on the white plump ass cheeks.
"Ouch, you'll pay for that" she yelled. A further three just as hard slaps brought a rosy pink flush to her arse and suddenly she stopped struggling. "Stop, Stop please stop" she begged. I noticed the defiance in her voice was now gone. I paused my assault on her arse. Her free hand came round and gently rubbed her reddening cheeks.
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I left my office early in the afternoon. I had gone through a rough argue with my Boss and decided I needed some relax at home.At our driveway, I found parked a green van and I then recalled that we had hired two young black men to fix some plumbing matters.I slipped into the garage and walked toward my desk when I heard voices and laughter. It was Anita with those young black guys…I could her laughing in the living room; so I crept forward to look in through the one way glass from the hall.As...
I'm Here By Civilmage Paul sat on a barstool at one of the tall tables set around the backyard of Mr. Finley's home. Next to him was Jennifer Lewiston from accounting, tall, medium build, short blonde crinkly hair, white shorts and blue tank top with white canvas shoes. Paul sipped from his bottle of beer. He was making small talk with Jennifer while trying to screw up his courage enough to ask her out on a date. Jennifer stopped talking to Paul just long enough to sip from...
Em was at home alone that weekend. It was the middle of summer and very hot. So was she. Ambrose was away and she was at mid-point in an unusually long gap between business trips. They kept a massage bed at home and in the summer it lived out on the shaded terrace at the back of the house, next to the swimming pool. They used it now and again, either themselves or very occasionally with a visiting masseuse or even more rarely a masseur. Sometimes Ambrose massaged her out there in the...
Hello, friends. I am Jash and I am from Mumbai. I use to read a lot of stories in Indian Sex Stories but I have not submitted any till now. Whenever I feel horny, I used to come here to read some hot experiences of people. But if I feel very horny, I use to visit some girls online. Thanks to Delhi Sex Chat. I frequently visit this site since they had kept me satisfied all the time. Since I have a platinum membership, I have more credits to have plenty of online fun. ;) Many used to tell me that...
This starts with me becoming a massage therapist and I was volunteered by the teacher and owner of the massage therapy school to man a booth at a local holistic fair. he told me to select a female student to go with me so that when we offered a free 15 minute mini massage, they had their choice of gender. The space provided us space to make a temporary massage room with the walls made of the white sheets usually use for doing massages after class. We had a booth out front to hand...
I left an hour early on Sunday morning. The night had been very quiet and I needed to be at the college Monday morning at 8 to start the new routine. The Suburban was a lot quieter than the diesel Ford. When I went in no one was up. Jenny had kicked the covers off sometime in the night and was sleeping on her side, naked. This was a clothes optional house hold; it wasn't unusual for everyone to be sitting in the living room watching TV, naked. I put the 8 inch toy and the bottle of lube in...
I tossed and turned all night, till early in the morning. Then I had a dream, in which Maggie handed me a baby and I was really elated over this. There were other parts to the dream but I couldn’t remember them, just this one small part. When I woke up I was tired, I had my shower and passed Maggie, who was still angry at me. I tried to speak with her, but mum, stopped me and asked what my plans for today were. I told her of work and she smiled and kissed my cheek and told me she’d see me...
I was a science graduate doing my further studies. Since I was studying, I was always in short for money. So I used to do tuition in science. I used to teach a beautiful sexy 18 year old girl named Tina, science. She was in her 12th class. She had huge boobs, and a sexy figure. When ever I used to go to her place to teach her, she used to wear tops with plunging necklines, reveling her huge tits and mini skirts. Her parents were both doing jobs, so they never used to be present. And I being...
Lucy is brought to her knees.I called Mark on my way home but he didn't answer. It was only after I went through a traffic light that I realized it was red. Slowing down was difficult; I watched the speedometer tick down until I was only doing 10 above the speed-limit.He waited for me on the couch. A baseball game was on, volume low, and he held a glass of whiskey in one hand.Mark's eyes met my own when I locked the front door. We studied each another. His eyes traveled down my body, and swept...
Sex kitten Kenzie Anne is back to take on Dredd’s girder in one fierce femme banger from Jules Jordan. Things jump off with a beautiful Kenzie tease. Laden in sexy lingerie and smoking flesh colored nylons with pink pumps (ironic as her pink will be pumped…). Blood will flow south during the outdoor tease. Kenzie smiling and arching unsparingly. Inside a lurking Dredd awaits upstairs for his candy gal. He creeps downstairs and meets grinning Miss Anne. When they smooch Kenzie brutally raises a...
xmoviesforyouFortune Cookie 1 (Revised) Part 31 Paula felt bad about putting off Kelly again. She too wanted to make passionate love but felt that it needed to be the right time. She came to think that Kelly's impatience was down to the fact that her father was still against her being gay and would never give them consent. Her mother on the other hand was now likely to give them consent, but until both her parents did so, Kelly believed the only way was behind everyone's back. She was spending...
1The Defiled One - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Fantasy, Nymphomania = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Just a typical Halloween night in the psych ward, except that a dead man shows up as a beautiful nymphomaniac. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living...