Brendan and Tim
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"This is nice," Mr. Reiser decided and I sighed in agreement.
He knelt by a large bathtub, just off his bedroom in the master bath, and I was soaking in it, naked and enjoying the steaming water that surrounded me up to my budding breasts. It was a generous tub, the entire bath and the house around it was splendid and altogether too much for one man living alone, I thought.
Mr. Reiser was washing me slowly, cupping water and letting it dribble onto my shoulders. He enjoyed looking at me, seeing my black body contrasted upon that white porcelain. I looked even darker than I really was probably, and Mr. Reiser was naked as well, his firm white body damp and pink now in the humid air. His cock was hard, but he ignored it, just as we ignored mine, distorted but visible through the water.
The hour was late by then, very late and I should have been tired, but I wasn't. I was home, in my new home, and my Master was bathing me, getting me ready for his bed. It was a luxury and I savored every moment of it. His hands caressed me, using a thin bar of white soap over my black skin. We moved slowly and I felt his hands on my nipples, which were aching and long, but the surrounding flesh altogether too flat.
"I'm going to get you perfect breasts, Dani." Mr. Reiser repeated what he'd said earlier, "Beautiful black tits to go with your pretty black cock. Not too big, but enough, will you like that?"
"Yes sir." I smiled and watched his fingers rubbing my nipples, making small circles over those burning nubs so that I arched my back, wanting more.
"Maybe pierce those nipples of yours too," he chuckled softly, "Make it easier to give them a little tug now and then."
"Ohhh ... Mmmm..." I nodded as Mr. Reiser pinched them hard, pulling my nipples out and it hurt, but it felt good too and I didn't mind it at all.
"Tell me why you're a sissy little girl now. I'm curious," Mr. Reiser said. "Your father doesn't strike me as the kind of man who would let his son grow up to be a faggot."
"A faggot?" I giggled.
"Isn't that what you are?"
"I think I'm a girl," I said. "But I guess I am, yeah ... A faggot. It sounds funny."
"Nobody ever called you that?" he wondered.
"No, not to my face," I shrugged. "I went to a girl's school, so ... I don't know, they called me other names."
"White girls?"
"Yeah." I bit my lip.
"So why are you a girl then?" Mr. Reiser was moving his hands under the water, feeling my tummy, my waist and hips, down to my thighs.
"My mom wanted a girl," I said and then laughed. "More than my dad wanted a boy, I guess. I was always a girl, ever since I can remember."
"Growing up in dresses? Playing with dolls?" He stroked the insides of my thighs, pushing my legs apart under the hot water.
"Yeah ... Like that," I nodded, leaning back and closing my eyes because it felt so good being touched that way.
"Did they tell you that you weren't really a girl?"
"Um..." I smiled, " ... I sorta figured it out by myself, it wasn't like they could keep it a secret."
"I suppose not," Mr. Reiser chuckled and he found my small balls, cupping them gently, rolling them so that I squirmed with pleasure.
"It was confusing and I cried for awhile. I was mad, a little."
"For being a girl?" he asked me. "Or being a boy?"
"Being a boy," I said. "I wanted to be a girl. I was happy like that."
"And your dad, he never tried to talk you out of it?"
"Daddy?" I giggled and sighed. "No, he loves me. He calls me Princess and teases me about getting a boyfriend."
"Hmph," Mr. Reiser nodded.
"Did you mean what you said, that my dad was going to get the promotion no matter what we did?"
"Yeah, of course," Mr. Reiser said. "Fucking you won't make the company more profitable."
"Huh?" I laughed.
"I need the best man for the job, not the man with the prettiest son," Mr. Reiser shrugged. "It was just a good excuse to meet you."
"You could have just taken me though."
"I could have, but it wouldn't have made any of us happy," he told me. "This way you're happy and your father knows I didn't force you to come with me."
"What if I didn't like you?" I asked, teasing him a little as he found my small penis and he was playing with it, pulling the foreskin back and playing his thumb over the tip.
"I'd have come back for you," he said. "In a month or two, I'd have taken you then."
"Even if it didn't make us happy?" I wondered.
"Yeah, even if it didn't," he agreed. "I wouldn't be able to help myself."
"Do you want to fuck me now?" I whispered, because I wanted him to.
"I want to take you to bed." He smiled and he let me go, reaching for a towel. "Stand up."
Mr. Reiser stayed on his knees as I stood in front of him, and he dried me gently with a warm soft towel, moving up and down my legs, over my body and down my arms. He dried me everywhere while I watched him and he was enjoying this a lot, taking care of me. I liked it too and my girly cock was standing out straight and hard from my body as he let the towel go and moved his bare hands up my legs and around my thighs to my ass.
"You're so beautiful, Dani," he breathed and I drew a sharp breath as Mr. Reiser leaned forward, taking my penis into his hot wet mouth.
"Ohhh ... Ummm..." I shivered with unexpected pleasure as my cock seemed to swell even more.
He was sucking on it lightly, gently and the man's mouth was incredibly soft. I could feel his tongue on me, moving around and exploring my penis everywhere. I wasn't very large, maybe five inches long at the most and probably no bigger around than a man's thumb, and Mr. Reiser took all of me into his mouth easily, keeping me there while he breathed through his nose. His hands were all over my small black ass, kneading my flesh and pulling my cheeks apart so his fingertips could play at my tight anus. It felt good, all of it and I was moaning softly, my fingers in his hair as I moved my hips. I had to move, it was the best feeling in the world and I felt like I might lose my balance any moment.
I'd never gotten a blowjob in my life and this first time was intense. My cockhead was fully out of the foreskin and it felt so sensitive like that, it made me jerk and stand on my tip-toes from time to time as it felt almost painful if Mr. Reiser's tongue found the right places to lick and tickle me. He was sucking me wonderfully, delightfully and I wondered if he hadn't had a sissy slave before me. He must have owned some slaves before, otherwise he wouldn't have been a member of that club, I thought. It made me feel just a little jealous for some childish reason, knowing I wasn't his first, but he was mine now and that drove all my unreasonable doubts away completely.
Mr. Reiser pushed a finger into my wet asshole slowly. I was still moist from my bath and still a little loose and very tender from our earlier fuck, but I didn't complain. It felt good more than it hurt and I gasped as he held his long middle finger inside me deep, touching something soft and hidden inside me and I blinked rapidly, my heart pounding with excitement. The man hadn't been sucking me very long, but I was going to cum. He was making me feel special and all of my senses were reeling with the stimulation of his mouth working my girl cock eagerly, and his finger was fucking my asshole like a dream as I squeezed those delicate muscles around it.
"Oh ... P-Please..." I gasped and I went tense all over, digging my fingers into his scalp and pushing against his face with my pelvis.
I was already as far into his mouth as I could get, but I wanted him to suck all of me, my whole body it seemed. I could feel the faint roughness of his five o'clock shadow, the stubble of a long day's growth, like sandpaper on my smooth skin and I loved that feeling. I loved the way his sandy hair felt under my hands, so different than my African hair. His was soft and silky, mine coarse and wiry. And his skin so light and pink as he was flushed with desire for me. My Master was on his knees, sucking my cock, making me feel good and I was cumming hard into his mouth.
I sagged, literally, and only Mr. Reiser's strong arms kept me from falling on my butt. My cock spasmed and the experience was intense, better than any orgasm I'd ever had, I thought. I was cumming for him and the man was swallowing my semen easily, not spilling any of it as he continued to treat my penis with his tongue, swallowing thickly with the tip of my penis very nearly at the entrance to Mr. Reiser's throat, but not quite. I wasn't that big and maybe that made it really good for him, I didn't know, but it was nice for me. Incredibly nice and I hoped we'd be doing that a lot.
Mr. Reiser kept my cock in his mouth until it softened and he let it go with a soft wet plop, licking his lips and kissing my thighs and tummy, working his way up slowly until he could kiss my lips. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I groaned, taking it happily and sucking it, playing against it with my own. I loved kissing him and he picked me up while we did it, carrying me to his bed finally.
I wondered if he wanted me to suck him too then. I hoped so and I wanted to try it. I wanted to make him feel good and learn how to do the things Mr. Reiser liked, but he wanted to make love to me. He reached for his nightstand, finding some lubricant, telling me this would make it feel a lot better for me.
He had me on my back and told me to lift my knees, to pull my legs up and expose my asshole for him. He was putting the KY Jelly on my anus and working it inside me gently with his fingers, a lot of it, I thought, and it was cool and slippery, but not unpleasant. Mr. Reiser was able to work two fingers into my ass and pump them in and out slowly while I held myself open, my knees up near my flat chest with my arms beneath them. I just watched and smiled and waited patiently and after several moments of that, my Master decided I was ready and he spilled some of the lubricant onto his cock, which was very large by then. It looked huge, even bigger than I remembered from the first time we'd made love, and I couldn't believe that long thick cock had really fit inside me.
"Give me your legs now, up high over my shoulders..." Mr. Reiser told me, getting me the way he wanted. "This is how I love to fuck you the most, just like this."
"Yeah ... Me too, I think..." I nodded, trying to breathe and relax and knowing my sore little ass was wide open and vulnerable and ready for his cock.
He had me pinned to his bed, with my legs over his shoulders, my hands behind his neck. Mr. Reiser rolled my ass up and his cock was right there, the smooth head of it pressing against my asshole naturally as he pushed forward. He didn't even have to guide himself inside, I was loose and slick with the KY and his cock was a hot slippery shaft ready to impale me. He pushed into me slowly and I opened right up for him, my boy pussy taking the man like the cunt I wished I had right then. I felt hardly any pain at all, nothing of the sharp burning I'd felt the first time he made love to me, just a dull cramp sort of sensation and that was nothing compared to how good it felt being filled with my Master's penis.
"Mmmm ... Nice and tight, Danielle," Mr. Reiser smiled, looking down at me as he fucked his cock in and out slowly, working it a little deeper each time and I was nodding, liking that name a lot.
"Fuck me ... Please, God ... Fuck me hard, okay?" I was making love for only the second time in my life, but I knew I was born for it. I loved sex. I loved fucking, and most of all I loved fucking him.
"I will ... Let me get you ready first..." he told me, leaning down and kissing me as I lifted my head off the bed to meet him.
My cock was trapped beneath Mr. Reiser's softly furred stomach as he sank completely inside me, his cock finding the bottom of my ass, stretching me in places I hadn't felt him before and that made me wince, but I liked it too. I loved feeling his big white body covering mine, his strength and weight and the way I couldn't move. I couldn't refuse him or get away. I was powerless. I was his slave and he was fucking me the way Mr. Reiser wanted to. The way I wanted him to.
"Ready ... I'm going to fuck you now ... Fuck that sweet little ass of yours ... Fuck..." Mr. Reiser was smiling and doing exactly as he promised, driving his cock inside me hard.
The bed bounced and creaked, the headboard banging against the wall as he'd pull almost completely out of my ass and then drive his cock all the way inside, over and over, stretching my ass and making me groan as it felt delicious. His cock riding my clasping anus, my tight hot rectum struggling to hold the man inside me, or push him out, or do both. I was smiling and panting and clutching at the man's skin as he grew sticky with sweat. It was hot in that room suddenly and my body was burning up. My tummy fluttered and my head burned with a fever. I didn't know what any of that was, it was kind of like an orgasm but different. My penis wasn't hard anyway, but I still felt so good all over. I wanted him to fuck me forever.
"I'm cumming ... Take it ... Fuck, negra bitch ... Take my cum in your cunt, boy ... Fuck!" Mr. Reiser groaned loudly, pushing hard into me one last time and then dropping his mouth onto mine, kissing me almost desperately as his cock ejaculated hot thick sperm into my ass.
I was trembling, feeling my body being split by that penis inside me, Mr. Reiser's hot cum soaking my rectum, filling me with his warmth. He was kissing me all the while and I held him tight, feeling almost like I'd had an orgasm as well, that same sense of euphoria making me swoon and giggle when the man lifted his lips from mine, both of us breathing hard and he wasn't pulling his cock out of me, not at all. We just moved slowly, keeping him there until I was on my side and Mr. Reiser was behind me, spooning me in the warmth of his damp bed.
He fucked me again, but slowly, hardly moving at all at times, and just holding my back to his chest, kissing my hair and neck and cheeks while his fingers played with my nipples or sometimes my penis. He had me hard, while he made love to me, Mr. Reiser stroked my girl cock until I was hard and aching and he brought me off that way, letting me cum in his gentle hand while we kissed. I was so tired after that and the man didn't keep me awake, but let me sleep finally, happy and content to feel him still inside me.
"Ah, here she is now," my daddy said as I walked carefully down the stairs and I'd been pacing for fifteen minutes, so I'd at least grown accustomed to the three inch heels on those ankle boots. "Good," a white man I assumed to be Mr. Reiser answered, but he didn't look anything like I expected. He wasn't especially old, or fat or bald, or anything like that. He seemed about the same age as my father, I supposed, like forty maybe, but tall and handsome, actually, with sandy hair and...
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Gay MaleSarah Hutchings has a secret. She was a respectable teenage girl, turning sixteen that day, she liked rock bands and posters of their lead singers lined her walls. She attended the local all-girls grammar school where she excelled in half-a-dozen subjects, and she was an avid photographer and ballet dancer. She was a regular, typical sixteen year old in every way, except one. There was a knock on the door and Sarah ran downstairs from her room. She had been getting changed and was wearing only...
After my father passed my mom began to drink way more than ever. I could tell she really missed him. On every Friday her and her best friend would go out for happy hour after work. She worked in a law office and always was dressed very sexy in a professional way, dresses nylons and heels. Her and her friend were always getting hit on at the bar and that seem to make them both feel sexy as most of the guys that hit on them were younger. Mom didn't handle her drinking very well,after 3 glasses of...
************************************* Even though she knew what we were doing, Mom didn't say anything more to us and quickly got used to us going to the same room at night. My twin and I used my bedroom because the guest bed was bigger, quieter and had more bounce. For the next six nights Holly and I lived in a sexual fantasy land as we tried to make up for the years we were apart. We didn't try to make excuses for our behavior, we didn't try to rationalize, we just fucked like...
As a sales engineer I travel around the world meeting with various companies that need my products. My favorite destination is always Amsterdam. Whatever you want or want to do you can do it in Amsterdam.I am a 40 year old single bi male and like all guys I have needs – more than just my hand. I arrived in Amsterdam and checked into my hotel around 7:00 on a Wednesday evening. I dumped my bag in my rooms, hopped in the shower and redressed to go out for a meal and some fun. I went to the lobby...
Jon Grunfeld sat on the forty-yard line at Keenan Stadium in Chapel Hill exhorting Ethan Horton as he broke free of the North Carolina State cornerback and high-stepped his way into the end zone. Carolina had the game well in hand and Jon gleefully accepted the fifty dollars he had won from his best friend and State graduate, Vic Stephens. "If we move our asses we can be at the strip club in Wilmington in 2 ½ hours," Jon said. "What's the rush?" Vic asked, knowing the answer. "So you...
Horseback Ride As soon as my sister walked in the door I told her that we had to talk. She said okay but that she really had to pee first. I paced the floor waiting for her to come back out to me. When Emma reappeared she looked great. My sister was something special. She had just come back from a night out with the girls and she was dressed to kill. Her short tight cotton skirt was black in color and just barely covered any panties that she might be wearing. Her little white half...
If you have not read Chapter 1, please read it first. This is a continuation. Thanks. Chapter 2 “Get on all fours on the bed. It’s time for your punishment to begin….” Immediately, I scamper to my feet and my hands go straight to my neck where your belt is tightly fastened. “Master did not tell his little slut that she could touch the very thing that will be used to deliver her punishment today!” you say as you walk back into the room. “Damn, caught again!” I think to myself. “How in the...
Then the company hired Amy, she was 18 and looked rather out of her depth, maybe it was the first day nerves Dan thought, but, looking around at his co-workers he thought it probably down to their obvious gawping at her as she walked past their desks. The boss did have a history of choosing looks over ability, but, none of the men really cared. Dan certainly didn’t although he wasn’t as obvious as the others, he couldn’t help noticing Amy’s perfect size 10 body swishing past, her pert...
It was my 30th birthday, I went out with my friends and a couple cousins to the bar. Since I was also going through a divorce I decided I needed to forget my problems for the night. We all had fun that night, so much so that when I woke up in the morning in a hotel with 3 naked woman in bed I wanted to remember the night before. I lied there trying to price it together but just couldn't so I got up and took a shower. When I came out only Lisa was still there. Lisa is a good friend. I've...
THE BEST WEEK OF MY LIFE (- so far!!) CHAPTER 1 - THE BEGINNING (Author's Note: The mixing of male/female names and pronouns in this story is deliberate and not the result of sloppy editing! I am trying to convey the confusion that exists in our hero(ine)'s mind as (s)he goes through the week's programme.) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx For the teenagers studying at St Jude's Academy in Warminster, the end of exams in the 5th Form provided an opportunity unlike anything...
It was the hottest summer I could remember. My sister and I had been hanging out every day at the lake. We swam every day, and then took off our clothes and lay in the warm sun. We hung out every day. Sometimes we took our friends with us and sometimes we didn’t. My sister was very beautiful. She looked like me only a bit more voluptuous. She had beautiful legs and a heart shaped ass. She had round tits with large nipples that were almost cherry red. Clear green eyes and dark hair complimented...
IncestJames went to school the following day as normal. He arrived to his form room. Nobody looked at him, nobody said anything about him as far as he knew. He sat down in his usual seat. James knew Bob didn't go to form, because he was highly autistic and liked to go to the school Plus club. At break, Bob wandered over to James. "That was fun," he said. "You didn't turn me in?" Replied James. "Why would we? You weren't there when I was screaming. There was no need to add you in," Said...
Introduction: Naturist kid falls in love with cute girl. Hero baseball coach be my dad, he [b]17 SAY GAY After school the next day, Jeff goes to Seans house. After the typical game talk Sean confronts Jeff, So what did you tell Alex? Nothing, Sean. Nothing! But thats the problem. Alex senses Im not telling him something. What do I do? Hiding this isnt as easy as I thought. Flopping down on his bed, Dont worry now. Ill think of a strategy. Jeff starts taking his clothes off. To his dismay...
As you know if you have read any of my previous stories (by Strand Ankler in Boundstories) I am a straight guy who likes to get tied up. It is something carried over from c***dhood. Except to have a guy tie me up, I really am turned off by the notion of intimacies with men. Any cock or balls, except my own, I find disgusting.And yet, the application of another man's genitals to me does serve to give me a more intense sense of being a truly bound captive. Also, a man seems to be able to tie me...
I was visiting my friend Amber that night. Her roomate Kate was away at her boyfriend's house and we planned on getting together for a fun night of drinking and just enjoying each others company. Amber was cute, a blonde just like me, one of the many things we had in common. We were drinking and chatting away and as we became more and more inebriated, we decided to watch a film together. I don't really recall what it was about, but as it ended we found ourselves lounging on the sofa next too...
LesbianShyam woke up in the morning and started getting ready to reach to hospital on time for his regular medical checkup. This is a new hospital which he has chosen this time as his previous experiences were not good, forced to wait in lines for even simple tests. As instructed he has not eaten anything since last 12 hours and wants to get these tests over quickly so that he can have his breakfast. He reached the hospital where he was welcomed by courteous staff, who were aware about his visit and...
"Well, it's nice to see you folks so happy. Apparently you either got more sleep than we did, less alcohol, or something else to put those self-satisfied grins on your faces," Sammy commented when Alex and his posse climbed aboard Patricia's touring van. They'd decided to get an early start, skipping breakfast at the hotel. Chelsea had gotten everyone a to-go breakfast which she'd laid out on the table before them. "Hey, speak for yourself. Some of us not only didn't 'get any', but...
Heidi Klum und die Hexe Ich konnte sie gerade noch vor dem herranbretternden Auto wegstoßen. Dann knallte dieses gegen die Ampel, an der wir standen. Und was sagte die alte Frau? „Du bekloppter Idiot“. Ich war ganz schön erstaunt, aber ohne Antwort. Und sie sagte: „ Nun hast Du drei Wünsche bei mir offen“!!! Ich wusste immer noch nicht, was ich sagen sollte. Da sagte sie: “ Ich heiße Alyssa. Ich bin eine Hexe. Oder auch eine Dunkle.“ Nun begann es bei mir zu dämmern. Ich fragte aber erst mal,...
“Knees bitch”Pauline was facing me, her back towards the living room window, She dropped straight to her knees and looked up at me with her doe eyes; from behind my back I produced a new, black leather dog collar with silver studs, she never moved a muscle as I put it around her neck clasping it together with the straps, making sure it wasn’t overly tight.I gave her a biscuit, “there’s a good dog”, I patted her head lovingly as she knelt there in the clothes id laid out for her on the marital...
Hello dosto kya hall hai aap ka me HARI SING FROM LUDHIANA MY EMAIL ID if girl or lady from any age want sex with please tell me .fir se apni neyi storey laker aya hu kese mene apni maa bua aur massi ko choda baat sardio ki hai school me bade dino ki chutia thi meri dono bahne mama ke ghar gayi hui thi aur hamare gahr meri bua aur massi ayi meri bua ki umer 51 saal ki thi par vo lagti 45 46 saal ki thi unka size 42 32 40 tha unki chuchia fotball ki trah thi unki gand itni mast thi ki dil...
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