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Sasha also loved all of the attention she received from various passengers, especially men. She was the exact definition of an exotic Jamaican beauty. She had flawless skin the color of dark chocolate, long thick legs, a small sexy waist, curvaceous hips, large bouncy tits, and a round ass that made men look twice. Thanks to her father’s genes, Sasha had a beautiful pair of almond-shaped green eyes. Her cheekbones were high and model-like. She had thick luscious lips and a smile that...
I awoke to the sound of guys laughing somewhere. Amuffled laugh like through a wall. It took me a moment to realize where I was and what was going on. We had a pretty wild party and I ended up in a little mini sex romp with two guys and two girls. In front of me, lightly breathing, lay the tiny and delicate naked little Sasha. I ran my hand over her sweet velvety olive skin and down over the smooth little curve of her hips. She even smells sweet. I kiss her shoulder. Behind me I feel Greg stir...
I awoke to the sound of guys laughing somewhere. Amuffled laugh like through a wall. It took me a moment to realize where I was and what was going on. We had a pretty wild party and I ended up in a little mini sex romp with two guys and two girls. In front of me, lightly breathing, lay the tiny and delicate naked little Sasha. I ran my hand over her sweet velvety olive skin and down over the smooth little curve of her hips. She even smells sweet. I kiss her shoulder. Behind me I feel Greg stir...
ExhibitionismA few weeks ago, I happened to read up on a series of very interesting stories by a guy named mike_55534, all about a world in which fatal facesitting is allowed, and even encouraged for women. His stories can be found...
Chapter 1 Ray woke up next to Katrina. She was abeautiful blue eyed blond that had a body that nearly made him come everytime he saw her. Both of them were still naked from their evening of lovemaking. Ray didn't remember falling off to sleep, utterly exhausted fromhours of lovemaking, bondage, and spanking. As the early dawn sun lightstarted to creep into the room, he could see the shape of her naked hourglass figure as a silhouette in the dark. Ray could never figure out howhe was so...
Sasha woke that morning feeling sore from the previous night’s escapades, but she was still smiling. She yawned and stretched slowly trying to get the kink out of her back. As she twisted and turned slithering along the silk sheets her hip grazed against him. “Would you mind I’m trying to sleep here,” the hoarse voice of the man in bed with her said slightly annoyed at her. “Sorry, Mitch, I just can’t get this kink out of my back. You wanna help me out with it?” she asked playfully as she...
BDSMSexy Swedish Sasha is often in Amsterdam to visit her s*s who lives there, now she wants to see meSexy Swedish Sasha is proud of her goodies as those firm boobies form an offer no man ever refusedSasha got hot for me when she started to follow the stories of how I train three sweet sexy slavesSasha got hot for my idea to try a sexy session at my place to teach those three a lovely lesson!I introduce the three to her right after her arrival at me: my naughty niece Aisha and Ai from JapanI...
MORNING BROUGHT REGRET MIXED with elation. Next to me the bed was empty, the pillow dented from the impression of her head, the pear and lemon scent of her strong. How did she leave bed without waking me up? Why was she always gone? Didn't she want to cuddle? I rolled onto my back, stretched, and yawned. Intimacy with my daughter had progressed faster than I'd planned. It seemed I wasn't the one in control; Sasha was. I'd wanted to build towards sex in a series of increasingly intimate...
The Fall and Rise of Sasha By Amanda Moore Two years ago I was just a normal straight guy. Late 20s, 5'9" tall, slim, not very athletic and averagely attractive. I was single but had my fair share of girlfriends, though nothing serious ever came of my relationships and only two of my ex-girlfriends had been my lovers, still never had I ever thought of having any form of sexual contact with another man. Now the only girl in my life is Sasha, the girl I, Josh, create from inside me. ...
The open newspaper on the hotel bed was turned to the same page it had been for the past few mornings. Every time he looked at it, his restlessness rose. He wanted to do something about it, but could he? The Excel document screen, on his laptop, began to swim before his eyes. He had been working on the new store projections for the last three hours. A break was needed. He poured the remaining coffee into his half filled cup and turned off the coffee maker. The luke-warm mixture tasted bitter....
Sancta Sara is a Sanctuary in the hills of Upper Sexonia. The nunnery is supervised by sexy Sasha.Sasha is Superior Mother to the few nuns and novices. She looks very impressive with her heighth.She has on top of that massive big breasts and towers an inch over elder Confessor Professor Peter.Sancta Sara has specific rituals for Consecration and for initiation of the novices to become nuns.Sasha is a young mother in her late twenties of a dear doddie of only a few years.She lived before in...
Towhom this may concern, I am writing out my adventures while living on the planet Rigel VI. It's a planet near the edge of our galaxy. It varies to inner system planets in one large way, here on Rigel it's culturally acceptable to own pleasure-slaves. These slaves differ from those of Earths past in the fact that all of these men and woman volunteer for this occupation, choosing to give their bodies to those able to afford it. These slaves are not mistreated, protected by a court of law to...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIntroduction: Right, due to the new regulations, Im using our current ages, (19 and 17) cause otherwise this story will be taken down. Hi, Im Damien. Im about five foot two, relatively well developed with shortish blonde hair, and blue eyes. I was looking after my sister Sasha for three days, as our parents had gone to Birmingham. I had to cook and clean, but that was no problem. I was walking to Sashas school to pick her up, and got to the gate in a little over ten minutes. I could see her and...
I parked my distinctly elderly Ford Fiesta illegally outside my new flat. I didn’t have much stuff but had managed to buy some furniture from the previous occupant, so I had at least a sofa and chairs, a bed to sleep in and a table to eat at. I carted my few things indoors and looked around. My own place, for the first time in my life. I was a property owner. Well, a part-owner anyway, with the mortgage company holding the majority. There was a hesitant tap on my door, and when I opened it, I...
LesbianBright laughter floated in to the study from the living room. I tried to concentrate on the laptop in front of me and the final chapters of the novel. Another chorus of laughter arrived and I had to stop and smile. Sasha had four friends over for the day. Music thumped, a percussive beat I could feel through the floor and my bare feet. I knew they were dancing, experimenting with different styles, showing off and trying to outdo each other in good-natured fun. The type of music told me which...
The following is a recollection from my college years. Individual names and the name of the sorority have been changed for reasons of privacy.“Sasha? Sasha?” Slowly the sound of my name drew me out of my daydream. I looked up at the middle-aged Mrs. Dullwater in annoyance. She returned my look over the top of her reading glasses with a lofty stare of superiority. In a lecturing tone, she observed, “Sasha, as a senior at this college, AND the president of your sorority, you really should take a...
Hi my name is Sam Jameson. I was an ordinary straight male until a little while ago when my girlfriend caught me dressing up. She said that she was going to visit a friend from collage a couple hours away and was going to stay with her for the weekend. I took this as a sign that it was a good time to express my hidden sissy desires that would come and go in my life. I have had several girlfriends growing up and one that I lived with in 4 different houses and was with for 5 years, it...
She was immobile. With her hands tied behind her back. Her red hair is falling in curls around her face. Her blue eyes look up at me adoringly. Her big 40DD tits thrust out proudly, her big hard nipples poking out through the opaque black bra she wore. She had on matching black panties that were soaked at the crotch. She knelt there waiting for me to use her. Sasha knelt in front of me to worship my massive cock. The red haired BBW breathed hard. Sasha knew in a few moments she would be having...
Fetish"Let's push it up to 12.4," he said, reaching in front of me to press the button on my treadmill, increasing the speed yet again. "Only two more minutes, then we can bring your heart rate back down." 'Little chance of that,' I thought to myself, as his sports watch brushed past my ribs, taking his strong biceps and gorgeous aftershave with it. This guy was hot. 'I can't believe I'm doing this,' I thought, my mind wandering. "Righto, lets take it down," he said, leaning forward once again to...
MasturbationThe past week for us has been stressful, not because of anything between us, but because of things that have gone on in our lives, especially mine. The nights have been especially rough for Master to watch me go through, with the past week being filled with having to hold me and comfort me through the tears and terror that filled my mind when I slept. I can see it in his eyes each morning; he hates to see me like this. Those penetrating blue eyes of his look at me critically with compassion...
BDSMfirst time posting a story.... grammar and spelling might need some work.... Sasha lay bent over end of bed panties at half-mast and hood on so she could not see anything and could barely hear anything either she wasn't sure how long she waited but it was sometime before she felt movement around her. master was careful not to touch, just looking at her from afar, getting his stuff ready for what he planned on doing, while he stood there gazing at her perfectly rounded ass with her panties at...
I open my eyes and am momentarily disoriented; as my vision comes into focus, my surroundings, my body, everything comes flooding back to my mind in warm soft waves. I see the room is dimly lit, I hear the soft and even breathing of three distinct bodies, my sense of smell is awakened by the intoxicating cocktail wafting in the room – a mixture of my pussy juices, the sweet creaminess pooling between Amanda's thighs, Max’s manly presence, and scented massage oil, I lick my lips as I remember...
"Congrats on the finals! Wanna use me for stress relief tonight?"I was so glad to read this message. The finals were really hard and I needed the stress relief indeed. So when Karen, my sexy FWB texted me, I knew we'll have a steamy hot night. So I answered right away: "You don't know how hard I am for you. Be at my place at 7 PM and we can try some new things" The answer came in only 5 seconds: "Yummy!" She arrived a few minutes earlier. Luckily, I managed to arrange everything in time....
Group SexStress Relief in Stormwind By: Lyrissa "Of all the presumptuous, ignorant, stubborn..." Anya Trueshield muttered to herself as she slammed the door to her private quarters shut behind her. Her steel-plated warboots impacted roughly on the thick, soft carpet as she stomped around with no clear direction for a few moments. "Can't do this. Can't do that. Of course we trust you, lady Trueshield, it's just that... Bah! I'm tired of all this constant interference. I have half a mind to...
Sasha woke that morning feeling sore from the previous night’s escapades, but she was still smiling. She yawned and stretched slowly trying to get the kink out of her back. As she twisted and turned slithering along the silk sheets her hip grazed against him. “Would you mind I’m trying to sleep here,” the hoarse voice of the man in bed with her said slightly annoyed at her. “Sorry, Mitch, I just can’t get this kink out of my back. You wanna help me out with it?” she asked playfully as she...
Hit the wrong key that stopped the story short SORRY.........hahaSo here is the rest of my fun with BBC and white guy.After white guy damn near drowned me in cum, I kept him hard with a hj.BBC was working my pussy over but good and I was really loving it. BBC had me soaked with pussy juice and precum. He was only able to get about 3/4 of his pole in my pussy that first time. White guy was hard and resting while rubbin my clit and sucking my puffy nipples. I was working his dick with my...
Last November I had to attend a four day convention in Pittsburgh. My wife Sue couldn’t attend so I drove alone not at all enthused about hearing long hours of speakers and presentations and trying to stay attentive. I checked into the hotel and got situated in my room. The convention meetings were to be held right there in the hotel’s convention room. The hotel was also equipped with a pool, hot tub and exercise room and a restaurant with a very nice verity menu. The first two days went okay...
First TimeSTRESS REACTION By FARAH DAYE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A tale about the awakening of a husband who reacts to stress in an amazing way - with the ultimate multiple personality syndrome. When his wife discovers his "affliction," she begs him to stand in for her at her job. There he is willingly swept into her passionate and secret romantic liaisons. How will he ever return to his old life when he finds that life as a passionate woman is so heavenly? This story has been revised and...
A tale about the awakening of a husband who reacts to stress in an amazing way - with the ultimate multiple personality syndrome. When his wife discovers his "affliction," she begs him to stand in for her at her job. There he is willingly swept into her passionate and secret romantic liaisons. How will he ever return to his old life when he finds that life, as a passionate woman, is so heavenly? --FarahD Stress Reaction By Farah Daye My wife, Leila's, look of wide-eyed...
Dave sits at his desk, mountains of work piled up around him. There are files on his desk, files in stacks on the floor and more files stacked up on the chairs reserved for his clients. He looks up from his work and surveys the insurmountable pile of work around him.The window behind him is dark. It's well past sundown and he knows he won't be going home for hours. So is the life he has chosen. He grabs his pen and points his weary eyes down to the papers in front of him.Just as he's settling...
BDSMI sat on the couch, frustrated as hell. Finals were coming soon, and my head was spinning nonstop. An outlet for me needed to be found. One where drama wouldn't come with it. I sat there as a clueless twenty-three-year-old brunette, just hoping that things would become better. Little did I know, that the solution was walking through the door. My twenty-four-year-old roommate, standing at five foot ten, with her long blonde hair, and c-cup breasts, saw me, and knew what I was thinking. “You'll...
Straight SexAs the computer booted she examined her reflection on the screen. Rachel was a pleasant woman, perhaps not a super-model, but she held her own against the “cheerleader” types. Her mother had always bragged about her combination of brains and beauty. Rachel didn’t completely dissagree, either; she had the classic Norweigan features, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a well proportioned body. A bit top heavy, pehaps, but there were worse things. He breasts were quite adequate for turning heads,...
She walked into the bedroom, a towel wrapped around her breasts. Her skin was still pink and damp from the shower. She paused, her eyes focused on the man lying on the bed. His dark blonde hair was ruffled from running his fingers through it. His eyes were heavy, he looked exhausted. He had been so busy at work lately. She worried about him, and wanted to ease his tension. She took a few steps forward, climbed onto the bed and straddled his hips. She leaned in and softly kissed him once, then...
Oral SexStress ManagementDon Abdul©Her husband had died in a plane crash on his way back home from a diplomatic shuttle a year earlier. Since that incident, Latoya Agnes Johnson mourned only briefly, and then she threw herself so completely into her job as the CEO of a leading Services company in her city.To most people who knew the couple, she appeared to be an extremely brave woman with a firm grip on her emotions. To them she mourned her loss and quickly moved on. A classic case of ‘life is for the...
Stress ManagementDon Abdul©Her husband had died in a plane crash on his way back home from a diplomatic shuttle a year earlier. Since that incident, Latoya Agnes Johnson mourned only briefly, and then she threw herself so completely into her job as the CEO of a leading Services company in her city.To most people who knew the couple, she appeared to be an extremely brave woman with a firm grip on her emotions. To them she mourned her loss and quickly moved on. A classic case of "life is for the...
BisexualThe past week for us has been stressful, not because of anything between us, but because of things that have gone on in our lives, especially mine. The nights have been especially rough for Master to watch me go through, with the past week being filled with having to hold me and comfort me through the tears and terror that filled my mind when I slept. I can see it in his eyes each morning, he hates to see me like this. Those penetrating blue eyes of his look at me critically with compassion...
I was so completely stressed. The day, hell, the week had been brutal. I just wanted to relax, quietly. I found my room, locked the door behind me and removed my clothing. First, my top, then my pants, followed by my bra and panties. I paused a moment in front of the mirror admiring some curves, like my ass, begrudging others, like my tummy. Ultimately, I still feel sexy, even with a few extra pounds and no matter what, I know I have great tits. That means a lot, right? I took the lotion from...
Work can get very stressful when you run your own business. They tell you that when you start out, you don’t actually believe them thinking that they are just trying to stifle your dreams. Unfortunately, they aren’t lying. This will be the three week in a row that I haven’t taken a day off. But that’s neither here nor there. I knew that running my own business would be tough, but I’m happy to do it. A knock at my office door startles out of my train of thought and I look up from the stack of...
Office SexI was so completely stressed. The day, hell, the week had been brutal. I just wanted to relax, quietly. I found my room, locked the door behind me and removed my clothing. First, my top, then my pants, followed by my bra and panties. I paused a moment in front of the mirror admiring some curves, like my ass, begrudging others, like my tummy. Ultimately, I still feel sexy, even with a few extra pounds and no matter what, I know I have great tits. That means a lot, right? I took the lotion from...
MasturbationHe came to the poolside and gave me a welcome kiss and commented, “Wow he said I can feel there is some tension there – is there a problem?” “Nothing that a glass of wine and a good man can’t fix. Have a swim and then you can fix it for me.” We sat naked by the pool and he asked what is the matter, you are as tight as a drum. We talked about the facts for a minute or two. Then I said, “Come here, I need some TLC.” Being old friends he knew what form of TLC I wanted. As he kissed me he slipped...
She walked into the bedroom, a towel wrapped around her breasts. Her skin was still pink and damp from the shower. She paused, her eyes focused on the man lying on the bed. His dark blonde hair was ruffled from running his fingers through it. His eyes were heavy, he looked exhausted. He had been so busy at work lately. She worried about him, and wanted to ease his tension. She took a few steps forward, climbed onto the bed and straddled his hips. She leaned in and softly kissed him once,...
You have been watching me for almost a week from afar. 7pm sharp - I arrive home from university on the dot every day. I am good girl. I live all alone but I'm disciplined, leaving men and drunken parties out of my life. You like good girls. They are the best to break. Once you unleash their wild side, they are the dirtiest sluts. Best of all, you know for sure that they have little ties and little confidence with people so you do not have to worry about being interrupted or found out....
A tale of a man, a woman, a chair and total sexual submission Hello beautiful. I am at work all day. Work this day is more frustrating then normal. You call to just hear my voice and sense the frustration in my tone. You decide that I need a little distraction to ease the tension. You start by telling me that you are getting aroused right now thinking of me. You are stroking your pussy as we talk. As you are talking your voice is getting more and more sultry as you begin to pant lightly. I...
For you, master James, for the plot and being my muse for this story. Perhaps someday, we will check this fantasy of our lists. Your geisha * * * You have been watching me for almost a week from afar. 7pm sharp – I arrive home from university on the dot every day. I am good girl. I live all alone but I’m disciplined, leaving men and drunken parties out of my life. You like good girls. They are the best to break. Once you unleash their wild side, they are the dirtiest sluts. Best of all, you...
EroticIn this world, the most popular sex toy was without a doubt the Plugin-Plays, elegant androids that users could mentally possess through their virtual reality headsets. Beautiful, tireless, and very customizable, Plugin-Plays let adults engage in whatever erotic pleasures they wished through their own artificial doubles. They were quite widespread, to the point where there were more couples with a pair of Plugin-Plays than without. It was also well-known that Plugin-Plays were easy to...
[ Note to reader: If themes involving interracial sex is offensive to you, do not read this story. If, on the other hand, this theme is not offensive, then read on. Thank you. Inspired by my friends A & T! ]While Mara was asleep, I stayed up watching porn. Since Mara was pregnant, and close to the date for her delivery, we hadn't had sex together in nearly nine months. Actually it had been longer than nine months; and more like an entire year. Before we had flown down to Kenya in October,...
[For no one in particular this time!]One of my on-going repeat visitors to my glory hole is named Pete. He's married (as many of my visitors are it seems), but his wife suffers from a particularly debilitating form of MS, and takes good care of her (from what I've been able to glean from the occasional comment from him), but doing so creates a high degree of emotional stress on him, and so about once a month Pete will text me and ask if he could drop by the glory hole for a blow job session...
Chapter One: My Loving Mother's Naughty Relief By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Quarantined with my mom and sis in a three-bedroom apartment... Kill me now. When I could go out and hang with my friends, even when I had to go to college five days a week, I could get out of the estrogen zone. So could my two sisters. Mom had to work. We all could leave. Now I was stuck in the house with them twenty-four hours. The four of us stuck in this tiny...
The One Night Relief Center was established in a 50 story skyscraper, several years back. The sleek modern building seemed innocent enough on the outside. Even the grand two-story foyer with its curved mahogany reception desk and receptionists in well tailored sleek dresses seemed innocuous. It was not a charity organization, a humanitarian relief organization, nor a regular business. One Night Relief was an organization designed with the sole purpose of catering to the whims and fetishes of...
Taking a breath, I looked behind the last bookshelf in the history section of the university library. In the back of my mind I already knew what going on behind the bookshelf, but I still felt nervous about it. Could it really be? I always thought that such things only existed in the stories that circulated among students, but I never imagined that those stories had a grain of truth. I took a peek and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight in front of me. There was one girl on all fours,...
College SexIt was my first day at college. I moved into my dorm and left my stuff in my room. With a smile, I breathed in the air; so this what freedom smelled like. For the next twelve months, this dorm would be my home. Dorm C. I heard that Dorm C was more isolated from the main campus than Dorms A and B, since those two dorms were closer to the main campus. That’s why I heard from the older students that Dorm C students tend to have somewhat of a rivalry with the students from Dorms A and B. “Hi, I’m...
College SexThey say that roughly fifty-percent of all marriages fail. Well, I've only been married once but my percentage is a hundred. Hardly anything not heard a million times before, she had an affair with her boss and he was leaving his wife and she was going with him. You've heard it before, I'm sure. Well, I suppose there are some good sides to what happened, first, we didn't have children. We'd talked about it, now married about five years, I was thirty, she was twenty-eight, we thought it was...
Love StoriesThe Goddam hurricane season seemed endless. This was the third time I had been down here volunteering for the relief agency in the past three months. I was hot, sweaty, smelled bad, and my feet were itching from some new fucking fungus. I saw no hope for having a shower anytime soon. Didn't matter, my shaver ran out of juice yesterday and I couldn't find any 120-volt circuit to plug it in. I had used more mosquito repellant in the last two days than in the last year. I went back to the...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
I closed the front door, not even locking it yet. I was so physically and emotionally drained from today, I couldn’t take it. I was relieved to see my boyfriend, Charles’, car parked in one of our two reserved spots for our apartment. He drove a blue BMW, that had a silver ‘C’ on the driver’s side window, courtesy of me. He was in the living room, watching a game. It may have been the look on my face, or my posture, but when I put my bag down on the table, he came running in there. ‘Babe,...
I closed the front door, not even locking it yet. I was so physically and emotionally drained from today; I couldn't take it. I was relieved to see my boyfriend, Charles', car parked in one of our two reserved spots for our apartment. He drove a blue BMW, that had a silver 'C' on the driver's side window; courtesy of me. He was in the living room, watching a game. It may have been the look on my face, or my posture; but when I put my bag down on the table, he came running in there. "Babe,...
Straight SexMistress Chelsea is not happy with me. I have been so bad lately...not replying to her messages, not obeying her commands. I know I am in for some severe punishment and I await my fate.Kneeling in her chamber, nude, as instructed I listen for her footsteps, I strain for sounds of clicking metal, handcuffs that she hasn't used on me in such a long time.I don't hear them. I am surprised when the door suddenlt swings open, I jump and let a small squeal slip past my lips."Shut up, Bitch."Her...
She was cheating on me, I was sure of it. Although I couldn’t prove it, I’ve had my suspicions for quite some time. Given the fact that we hadn’t had sex in months, and the fact that she was always in such a good mood…. why else would she be so happy? She wasn’t getting any from me, but she surely was getting some elsewhere. I grew paranoid and overly self conscious. In the four months since we started living together, Monique and I seem to have grown apart. I cared for her so much, and it...