My lesbian pyjama party
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May 31, 1968
Dear Diary: I feel kind of guilty about not having written in you for so long. I think the guilt was actually keeping me from picking you up. Anyway, I made up my mind that the time spaces between the entries don't matter... when I have some to write, I'll write it. Right? Right.
I certainly do have something to write about today. Last night I went to a slumber party over at Jane Hawser's house.
Yeah, I know, I wrote all those catty things about her before and made out like she was the worst enemy I had in the world, but...
I guess I was kind of jealous of the way the other girls clustered around her, like she was a princess or something. And they'd all known her since grammar school and, as a newcomer, I didn't think I stood a chance of breaking through the ice and being her friend.
It probably never would've happened if by accident we hadn't been seated across from each other in Mr. Langevin's California History class. Things just naturally got warmer between us and by the end of the term I was one of Jane's biggest fans.
She was a real smart girl, pretty and smart. But she had the kind of prematurely shapely body and cute, round face that would go to seed after her glands got going. She was blonde, with china blue eyes, nice, firm titties, a high waist and plump ass. Like I said, she wasn't stupid, so she knew her nubile good looks were going to fade along with her teens... just like her Mom's had done. She was determined to make the best of her "good years," as she called them. By best, she meant getting in all the hot sex she could manage with as many handsome boys as she could interest. She had her pick of the crop, actually, and from the things she said and wrote in her diary she worked them over pretty good.
My Mom thought my friendship with Jane was the best thing that had happened to me since the training bra had come off. She wanted me to be "popular" just like Jane. Of course, she hadn't the faintest idea what kind of nitty gritty pussy shaking and cock sucking it took to keep a half dozen teenage boys on a string. In her heyday, all she had to do was let Buster cop a little feel, some boob-in-bra, or a touch of thigh, and she had him cold... or, actually, hot. Well, you couldn't explain something like that to your mother, for Christ's sake.
So, when Jane invited me to a slumber party at her folks' house, my Mom was all for it. Of course, I didn't mention that Jane's folks were going to be away for the night, or that Jane, liberated female that she was, had invited Merrilee Bozwell, the first coloured person to ever attend Langousta High School. Not that my Mom was prejudiced or anything like that... she was a stone-ass bigot.
I'd never been to Jane's house before, so I was kind of nervous about being clumsy, knocking things over, stuff like that. I wasn't nervous about Merrilee. We'd met the first day she came to school and liked each other right off. She had a great smile and a beautiful brown body that would not quit. She walked like a cat, long legs, firm, heart-shaped ass, and a pair of tits that turned up, jutting at an incredibly tasty angle like a couple of Hershey's kisses.
Pop let me off at the door and before he drove away he told me to be a good girl. I intended to be very, very good. When I knocked on the door, I got my first big surprise of the evening. A dog barked on the other side of the door. A big dog. His voice was low and powerful, confident. It made my cunt tingle.
It'd been quite awhile since I'd had any dog dick inside me, long enough so the mere thought of it set my pussy juicing.
The door opened and Jane was standing there in a sexy little pink shorty nightie. It was completely transparent and I could see her dark red nipples brushing against the fabric. She wore matching panties but they, too, were see-through. I never realised she had so much curly hair on her pussy!
"Come on in, Polly," she said, smiling at the way I was gawking at her twat. "We sort of started without you."
I followed her inside, wondering where the dog was. I didn't, have long to wonder. He was sitting at attention right by the entrance to the front hallway. He was a big, sleek, black Doberman with devil ears and a finely chiseled muzzle, touches of rust at his eyebrows and under his brown eyes. He was the scariest dog I think I'd ever seen. Something about the way his muscles quivered under the short, silky coat, like he was barely in control of himself, barely able to contain the violence he craved to do to every living thing in sight. He was like a time-bomb sitting there on the shag carpet.
"Hey, don't you like dogs?" Jane asked with a smirk. She leaned down and petted--pounded, really--on the dog's huge sloping skull. His jaws opened, tongue falling out, drooling as he grinned, his devil ears going flat against his head.
"Sure, I love dogs," I said, letting the inbred nitwit sniff the back of my hand. His little pig eyes blinked and then he gave my hand a big wet slurp. His large, fan-like tongue slavering over my fingers sent a flurry of thrills racing to the fork of my legs. "Nice doggy," I said.
"Hey, he likes you!" she exclaimed, pointing down under his shiny black belly at the inky pod that dangled there. Inky pod and lewdly arching hot pink prick.
I must've blushed all over. Jane started laughing that husky laugh of hers and her titties jiggled under the nightie. Then she said the others were waiting and took me by the arm and the dog by the choke collar and led us into the Hawser's sunken living room.
It was super-posh with a fireplace and deep shag rug, lots of pillows and things on the floor.
I was a little surprised to see that "the others" were only two. Merrilee Bozwell, of course, and Judy Sternovsky, a tall, willowy red head with the palest, freckled skin I'd ever seen. I was also surprised to see what they were doing... to each other.
Merrilee was laying on the rug on her back, completely nude, her silky thighs spread far apart. Kneeling over her, on all fours, was a stark naked Judy, whose long red hair had fallen down over her face, whose face was buried in the Brillo pad of Merrilee's snatch. Judy's skin was a mind-boggling contrast to Merrilee's. The white chick was eating pussy like a champ, too. I could see her pale pink tongue dipping in between the kinky fuzz- covered, chocolate lips of Merrilee's pussy, sliding right up her cunt. Her boobs were bigger than I'd thought, and they swung about lazily as she gobbled black cunt. Merrilee wasn't just laying there, either. Judy's firm buns were right over her brown face and she was holding them apart with her long fingers, lifting her head from the rug, snaking her red tongue slip into the hot slot surrounded by copper-coloured pubes. I could see her button nose bumping into the pale puckered hole of Judy's ass.
"See... we started without you," Jane said, grinning.
The sounds, as well as the sights, in the living room were real exciting. The two cunt-sucking teenagers had long since forgotten their table manners. It was wet and sloppy, with much lip smacking and cunt farting.
"Why don't you take your clothes off and get comfortable?" my hostess asked, her blue eyes roving over my body, making my skin prickle.
The wonderful-nasty stink of cunts-in-heat overpowered the wood smoke smell of the fire raging in the fireplace. My cheeks burned like kindling. When I spoke, it was only with the greatest difficulty. "You do it," I said, moving closer to Jane.
She just smiled and, like it was the most natural thing in the world, reached up and squeezed my tits. Let me tell you, I nearly came right then. She knew just how hard to squash them. Then she leaned up close, making her tits brush mine and kissed me on the mouth. Our tongues touched and waves of delight rushed to my clit. Her hands slid down over my blouse, undoing the buttons, peeling it off my shoulders. Then ms bra fluttered to the rug and her nails were scratching at my nipples, raising them expertly.
I slid my hands around her plump buns, digging the firm curvature, then down lower, in between them. My fingers met super- sopping cunt-strap. She was hot-to-trot!
Even as I shoved the sloppy band aside and traced slow circles around the juicy folds of her fuck mouth, she was removing my skirt. Then rolling my panties down over my thighs. She cupped my downy mound in her hand and we hugged each other, sucking tongues, mashing our tits together. For a hot and delicious eternity we clung on each other, feeling pussy. When Jane finally pushed back, her face was all rosy at the cheeks and my fingers were slick with her juice.
"Ooooh, baby," she cooed, making her nipples graze mine, sending the fire engines roaring down to my clit. "I always figured you were hiding something under that calm exterior. Still waters run deep. Huh?"
By way of answer, I gave her buns a squeeze.
"Oooh--yes!" she cried, lowering her head to lick at my tits.
But something else was licking me, too. Right where my fingertips were grinding into her slick slot. Then Jane felt it, too, and looked around.
"Hey, Buckwheat! Ooh, such a good doggy. Did Mommy forget you?" she said in the mushy mouth tones of a true dog nut. She looked at me and smiled craftily. "How'd you like some of that animal up your cunt?" She gave my clit a flick.
"Oooooh!" I moaned involuntarily, grinding my muff into her hot little palm. "Yes!"
"I thought so. You look like the kind of a chick who'd get off behind some slimy dog dick," she said. "How 'bout it, Buckwheat? Wanna fuck her?"
The Doberman, trained to the sound of the word, began whining and jumping about nervously, his big, hard cock dribbling into the rug. He started to bark excitedly and the noise interrupted the black-white lesbian action in front of the fireplace.
Merrilee let her face fall from between the slobbery white buns. Her mouth and cheeks were slick with Judy's cunt goo. Her eyes were wide with fear. "Oooh-wee, Jane! I thought you were gonna take him outside. He doesn't bite, does he?"
Judy, her green eyes shot with red from the stinging spray of cunt nectar, looked up from the ebony snatch and started picking woolly peppercorn pubes from between her teeth. "He's a good doggy," she said grinning at Jane.
Our hostess let go of me and patted her stud on the back. "You shouldn't be afraid of dogs, Merrilee," she chided. "It's like being superstitious...
Merrilee licked her fat lips, propping herself up on a slim elbow. "... And eating barbecued ribs... shuffling the feet... saying 'Yow-sah!' to every white man you meet," she said, somewhat irritated. "Don't you tell me how to act, Jane Hawser. Don't you dare tell me being afraid of that monster dog of yours makes me a stupid nigger!"
"I didn't say that..." Jane protested.
"Shit if that wasn't what you were getting at!" Merrilee cried. "I can't help it if I don't like dogs. And I sure don't like them the way you do!!!"
"Aw, Merrilee, you just never gave ol' Buckwheat a chance to show what he can do..."
"An' I never will!!!"
This made Jane angry. "You're gonna be a cunt-lapper all your miserable life?!" she demanded. "Is that all the meat you want shoved up your tight little pussy... a lezzie's puny little tongue?!!! Christ, You are a stupid nigger!"
Merrilee let her head fall back to the rug. Her silky- straightened, shoulder-length hair coiled about her brown face. "Yo is da boss, ma'am," she said snottily.
Jane's face purpled with rage. "Hold that black bitch!" she shrieked at Judy.
The red head instantly sat back, pinning Merrilee's head to the carpet with her sloppy cunt. The long black legs flailed on the floor in vain as Judy gleefully ground her buns over the captive girl's face. "Ooh! Do I ever have her!" she cried.
"Come, Buckwheat!" Jane ordered. The black dog sprang to obey her, following at precisely the correct "Heel" distance, nose an inch behind her left hand.
Jane leaned down to speak to the frantic Negress, while I circled around the front to get a peek at her flopping butt, the wide open, deep red gash of her cunt, the kinky nest of her pubes above the fiery folds.
"You're afraid of everything, Merrilee," Jane said. "Afraid to be black. afraid to be white. Afraid to date white boys or black boys. Afraid to do anything but nibble on a little clit. Nice, safe pussy sucking, right?" She didn't wait for an answer, not that she could've understood one from under the dewy folds of Judy's pussy. "Well, you're gonna break out of your shell, darlin', and you're gonna do it tonight."
Jane reached out and stroked the angry morass of puckering sex below the Brillo pad. Merrilee stiffened at the feel of fingers on her pussy. "You got so much to give, if you'd just let yourself go..." Jane said.
The pert blonde paused to sniff the fingertips that'd massaged the black girl's snatch. Her nose wrinkled up and her eyes twinkled. She held the stinky fingers up for me to smell. My first whiff of black pussy! Ooh! It was dank and murky stuff, foxy and funky with a tinge of butt, but mostly it was raw musk. It singed the inside of my nose and made my mouth fill with slobber. I started to go down on my knees between the slim thighs. I wanted that funky stuff all over my face. I wanted to bathe in it.
Jane stopped me with a hand on my bare shoulder. She shook her head. Though my lips ached to feel that Brillo pad I stopped. It was her house. Her party.
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“So where are we going Marco?” “It’s not far now.” I said as we drove along the leafy country lanes outside Worcester. Rose was excited and probably a little nervous as I had promised her ‘something you have never seen or done before’ which given the range of her experience was hard for her to believe. Eventually the satnav directed me to a long driveway with an old Victorian house, shaded by deferential pines, at the end. “C’mon, we are just in time.” I said as I parked my...
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by Styxx Her cunt was stretched beyond any limit it had been before. The dog's knot had at last been pushed into her, past her tight lips and beyond the muscle of her opening. The slightest movement of either her or the dog sent new waves of pleasurable thrill through her system and made sure she climaxed over and over. The dog heaved one last time and, if it was at all possible, shoved the huge purple weapon further into her and through the neck of her womb. A deep pain immediately told...
She said, oh I want to fly home this weekend for my dad's birthday but I can't afford a kennel for my dog and I can't afford to take him with me so I can't go. I hate to miss his birthday so bad. I've never missed one before! “Well I can keep him for you till you get back, why didn't you just ask”, I asked her? “ I hate to be a bother, I mean we just met and already I'd be asking things from you.” “That’s bull crap Mary, that’s what friends are for.” I wrote my phone...
Charley and Linda were comfortable in each other's company and it showed. Of course, there was never any doubt at all whether Brian was their son or not. He was a composite of both his parents. Although he wouldn't admit it in public, Brian knew they made a great family. He couldn't imagine another set of parents who even came close to equaling the ones he already had. When kids get love and respect, they return it in full measure. Dog looked out the window as they drove toward down town...
This is a story about me catching my 12 year old little sister Samantha in a dog sex orgy and my second animal encounter. One day when Sam was about 12 I had to pick her up from school as I turn the corner at the bottom of the school grounds I could see movement behind the sports shed, I thought I may have been kids try to break in or vandalise the shed so I slow down to get a better look, AND A BETTER LOOK IS WHAT I GOT A BIRD EYE VIEW YOU MIGHT SAY, here was my little sister Sam on all...
By the next morning Henry's condition had worsened. All of the plans Steve had made to use the Storms to dispose of the gold were forgotten. Ellen bathed his forehead with cloths dipped in ice water to help fight his fever. Steve borrowed the Storm's van to transport his family and Dog to St Paul. Linda had made a list of the jewelers in the phone book with the largest ads on the theory they would have the most money to buy gold. Greg decided to do his own search using other criteria. Greg...
The next morning the Ryan family rose early and Linda set out a quick breakfast of cold cereal. Greg did the dishes while his parents prepared the motor home for travel. Everything had to be put away and all doors and drawers checked to make sure nothing would come open on the road. Dog sat back under the dinette table out of the way. Finally they were on the freeway headed north. Greg sat in his usual seat and looked out the window. His mind wandered loose, flitting from one thought to...
Two Weeks Before: Vickie Storm felt IT again, the fast sliding down from great heights feeling in the middle of her body. The sixteen year old was certain she knew what caused that feeling. "I'm too young!" she exclaimed aloud. "Of course you're too young, dear." Her mother looked up at her six feet tall daughter and smiled. Then she felt a chill run up and down her back. "Too young for what?" she asked in a concerned voice. "I just got that slithery feeling. I've heard older...
"Here you go," Steve told his neighbor, "All we agreed on and fifty more for a job well done." The Storms nodded their appreciation as a happy neighbor drove off. Linda looked at her supposed frugal husband and wondered what had happened to him. She decided she had better keep a close watch on him. "Come out into the barn. We got three more of those bad guys out there and more new stuff as well." Steve led the way while the dazed Storms followed behind. Linda told them, "You got...
Dog-Day Afternoon By Beverly Taff CHAPTER 1 I must confess that I'd always felt I was a woman locked up in a man's body. I know this usually sounds tedious to those who have made the transition. The expression has become a trite simplification used by the media to describe what is really a desperately difficult rite of passage. Every one of those brave individuals, who starts the journey and finally makes it through the dark days of transition, has their own story of despair...
A Swingers Aftermath (The morning after a dog had fucked me) I sat in the kitchen, feeling so bad at 9am, nursing a hangover and sipping coffee, Carol then quietly came in too, pouring herself a coffee from the pot and she sat down. She didn't speak for ages, but then, looking closely at my face, she looked around theatrically, touched my hand gently and asked in a low confidential tone something on the lines of, 'How I was feeling about it now, the next day.' When I started to mention my...
It was a ridiculously hot night. ?She needed to escape her tiny, airless apartment as she was beginning to feel like a rat in a cage. ?Rubbing the back of her neck she quickly realized that being outside was not going to find her any sort of relief. ?It was like stepping into an oven.The humidity was toying with her, people went insane in heat like this didn’t they? ?A soft sigh from two plump lips as she can feel her thin pink tank top sticking to her skin already. ?She tugs at it impatiently...
Through the years, if historians ancient and modern are to be believed, there is hardly a creature--bird, beast or fish--that has not been used for man's sexual gratification. We have already referred to the Roman arena spectacles, wherein giraffes, leopards, mandrills, bulls and boars were involved in the action. It is also recorded that Roman ladies of that time enjoyed running snakes up their vaginas in the warm weather for a cool, refreshing fuck. In ancient Egypt both men and women...
Vikki looked troubled. "My Mother ordered me to tell you everything. Those three aren't going anywhere in a hurry so let's just sit out here and I'll begin as soon as your mother comes back outside." Vikki sat on one end of the porch swing and patted the empty place next to her, indicating she wanted Greg to sit close beside her. Greg sat in silence. He realized this was not a time for his usual smart remarks. His mind was on overload. Linda came out just then. "I heard what you said....
I came home to my new puppy. I was always bouncing around from place to place as a kid so never had the chance to own a pet. It was the first thing I did when I got my own place. Rex was already a couple of years old, still a puppy, but trained. At least, that's what I thought. It didn't take long for me to realize he wasn't exactly housebroken. After some chewed shoes, and some new stains in my apartment I was ready to flip. I started to research how to train my puppy. Of course I...
This is a fantasy story and all the locations, characters, corporations, facilities and practices herewith described are fictitious and stem from the author's imagination alone.Dog Training at Hargreaves.Julian Hargreaves looked disdainfully at the latest intake of patients for his up-market Institution in the foothills of the Anderson range in Malvern County, they came as ever in SUV's, the road far too tortuous for Limo's, every one pampered and preened like they were attending a Hollywood...
After I caught my most recent girlfriend cheating on me, she left me. We had just got a a black Lab puppy the week before. She didn't want the puppy and left it for me. This story starts when he was about 3 months old and I was watching him furiously fuck his stuffed beagle. We would wrestle with it, he would shake the hell out of it and every once in a while he would hump it. I thought this was funny as hell as he would mount the beagle from every angle and hump away. He was too young...
It was a hot and muggy day that Steve, my husband, and I arrived at our friends’ house. I really looked forward to our visits with Joyce and John on their delightful private island in the bay, but the boat trip was always long and, today, it was particularly hot. Joyce, a gorgeous lady in anyone’s book, greeted us. John was off somewhere doing some chores. The welcome was reserved, almost cool, I thought, but it helped to offset the rowdy greeting we received from Jake and Fluff,...
Introduction: I push my wife to explore her darker fantasies and take her to back room of a sleazy adult bookstore. My wife and I had reached a point in our relationship where we needed to find new sexual territory. We started to play around with domination fetish stuff. After a while we found that she really got off on humiliation and being degraded. So I started giving her orders to tell me her fantasies and she did her best to obey. At first it was all tame and some of it for my amusement...