Eleanors Beach
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I took the three girls out to my car and we set off for a local piece of greenbelt land. We ended up at a place called Friern Barnet Park. Parking the car in the car park I walked with the girls over to the entrance gate. Passing through I chose a dirt track path running off to my right, on we walked for several minutes, all the time their eyes darting left and right to see if anyone else was about in this park approaching dusk.
I removed the rucksack from my shoulder and then ordered them to strip. As each one removed the last of their clothes, they deposited them into the rucksack and crouch on all fours whilst their lead was attached. This act of attaching their lead was the cue that they now needed to act as dogs and each in turn stretched their legs as a dog would before a walk.
Thinking about it, it must have looked really weird to anyone seeing us, there was this man, leading three woman on leads and the women all acting like dogs. Imagine all this and in a London park too. Eleanor, either getting into the role, trying to impress me or maybe even fearful of facing another challenge, began to sniff the arse of Emma, just like dogs do upon meeting. So by way of reward for her actions I stroked her head as any owner would and tickled her behind her ears, saying "good Dog".
I then walked them on until we approached a bench, set before a small clump of trees, may be five or six trees in close proximity to each other. I tied their leads to the bench saying "Now don't go away!" I walked into the trees, the girls must have thought I was going to relieve myself, but I was actually looking for something. Over by the last tree I spotted what it was I was seeking, removing a heavy gardening glove from the side pocket of the rucksack, I put it on before grabbing a handful of the stinging nettles, I sought.
Hiding this hand behind my back, I slowly walked back to the bench. The girls still apprehensive about being see or worse approached were frantically scanning the horizon looking for anyone who could come near. As I approached I said "Roll over" and all three girls rolled on to their backs with their legs in the air, just as a real dog would do. "Aah you want your tummy tickled," I said to Teresa and in stooping to do so I quickly brushed the stinging nettles across her nipples and then her cunt lips ensuring that I missed her clit. I then repeated this on Emma and Eleanor. Discarding the handful of nettles, I untied their leads and coaxed them into walking further.
By the time we had reached the point at which I had intended to turn round, I knew their agony brought on by the nettles would be turning to ecstasy as the stinging played on the nerves in their nipples and their cunt lips, causing the rush of blood to excite their erogenous zones. It was at this point I noticed Emma having difficulty in moving, the cheeks of her arse quivered in the moonlight as her orgasm ripped through her body causing her to sag moaning. I remember thinking to myself, we have been out in a park for thirty minutes, it's been only twenty minutes since I applied the stinging nettles and here was Emma Cumming like a fountain.
I also witnessed Eleanor and Teresa trying desperately to rub their legs together to ease the tingling sensation clearly driving them mad. I urge the girls on as we turned and headed for the car. Emma's climax seemed to reduce the tingling she felt as she move quite freely now, but for Teresa and Eleanor the itching tingling sensation must have been growing ever stronger. The pace they were crawling now was down t a snail's pace as they concentrated more and more on solving their need to cum.
Eleanor was next to climax; she stopped suddenly and lay down as her wails of passion rang around us. Twice she started to bring her hands towards her cunt to speed up the process and twice I warned her of the consequences of doing so. After a couple of minutes she was back up on her hands and knees crawling along beside me.
By the time we approached the gate, Teresa, the only one not yet to come, was in agony or ecstasy but not quite able to release the flood gates of her cum. I looked towards my car, thinking of how I could let Teresa cum before she got into my car without being seen to be unfair. So her using her hands to bring herself off was out of the question. Just then a young couple came from another car walking towards us.
At the same time I saw them, Emma must have seen them too, for she said "Master, there is someone coming our way!"
I could read the panic in her voice. "So what, I am only exercising my bitches!" I replied. The three girls stared in silence as the two figures walked ever nearer. As the stepped through the gate, the must have recognized what they took from a distance to be dogs, now as women.
I broke the silence "Good evening!"
"Oh Good evening" the man said staring straight at the three cowering female forms.
"I see your admiring my bitches!" I commented.
He nodded and said "They look unusual bitches, may I enquire what breed they might be?" he asked delighting in the view of the three naked figures beside me.
"Oh, these are nothing special, they call them Master's hound's" I offered.
"Oh, are they a common breed then?" the continued. "OH yes common as muck these three, funny thing though; I have never seen a male of this breed only ever come across bitches!" I giggled.
He turned to his female partner and said "Think we should get us one of those breeds"
She replied slightly embarrassed "No! You can't have one of them"
He then turned back to me and said "Are they alright, only two of them look flushed and the other one looks real fidgety?" I informed him that they strayed into a patch of nettles and they are just cooling from the effects,
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Our girls will soon go to college, but they want to arrange crazy fun at the end of the holidays, before the hard work that awaits them during their studies. Of course, they had to invite the boys to this game. One day Daria and Julka met. They will study in the same city, but at two different universities. Therefore, even before the start of the new academic year, they decided to arrange another crazy sex party. This time Daria visited Julka in her apartment, which she rented to study at the...
‘It was so nice of you to have me and Tyler join you guys up here for the weekend! We really appreciate it,’ Brooke said to Amy, holding her cup of coffee close to her lips to protect against the chilly bite of the Sierra Nevada breeze before taking a sip. ‘Jacob and I have been up here so often, just the two of us, that we decided that this year we wanted some company and who better than you two? I mean, you and Jacob spend so much time together at work that I’m sure you’d like to hang out...
“How can plant be against law?” I ask. “Do men today believe they may control what grows in nature?” She sighs deeply. “I know, dear, I don’t agree with it either. But that’s not the point. Marijuana, which is the name of this plant, is illegal. You could go to jail for having it, even for only knowing where it is.” My eyes are very big as I look at her; can such foolishness be? “You won’t, of course,” she says. “But there’s more to it than that. How many plants were there where you found...