Serena Seduced on her fathers orders
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Serena takes her husband to visit The Fetish Shoe Shop As the train slowed down and drew into York station Mark smiled at his wife Serena and asked how she felt. 'Nervous, and as horny as hell,' she replied. The train slowed to a halt and Mark and Serena got off and made their way off the platform where they were due to meet Robert, Mrs Wyles' assistant. They held hands as they approached the ticket barrier and walked through it. Almost instantly a young man approached them. He held out his...
Sara was lying around one day chatting with her boyfriend. They had been living together for a couple of months now after dating for almost a year. Their sex life was ok but getting kind of routine. He didn’t seem too imaginative, so she was looking for some way to spice up their sex lives. Neither of them were sexual novices, having both been married before as well as exploring their desires with other sex partners before meeting each other.?Charley, I was talking with Becky the other day...
The effect, for Serena was unbelievably erotic, her hands tied above her head, her legs were spread and carefully secured by leather cuffs. The lights were dimmed to a shadowy level and the background music had an eerie classical melody with an ominous base Serena did not recognize. Serena’s now wet weepy pussy was being tormented by Terronce’s ten inch cock as he used the massive head to entice her clit and force her juices to flow. Serena's pleasure was tempered by whimpering fear....
CheatingDr. Bowman directed JJ to assist Serena in preparing for the installation of devices. Serena was completely unfamiliar with the process so Dr. Bowman cautioned the nurse to explain each step prior to proceeding. Nurse JJ started by carefully placing Serena’s clothing in a carry bag. Her name was already on the bag and Serena wondered what made them so sure she would participate. Before she could ask, JJ directed her to step up on the exam table and place her legs in the stirrups. JJ went over...
Fantasy & Sci-FiChristine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked...
The journey to the estate was beginning to feel like routine. Unlike my last few trips, I was once again clothed. Serena was naked as always. I spent the time looking at her and thinking. The last few weeks had been some of the strangest of my life, but one thing had remained constant: my love for Serena. The weight of my gaze made her look up and catch my eyes, for some reason she blushed and moaned gently then resumed staring at the floor. I leaned forward and captured her mouth with mine;...
Even wearing an old tank top and a pair of yoga pants she's still beautiful. Her creamy soft skin shines brightly from the soft glow of the television screen. Her long golden blonde hair flows down her shoulders like a waterfall. The small tank top does little to hide the bountiful bust underneath. Her soft creamy stomach was showing underneath her shirt. she always did like showing off her well toned body. how can something so toned and firm also be so soft and supple. My eyes travel to her...
Well, I asked for it and they gave it to me, and they were right. I did leave and I gave no one else any consideration. I ran for me and to hell with everyone else. I remembered the look on Sally's face as well. I had handed her a real hot potato and just turned away leaving her with the mess to clean up alone. I never even bothered to check up on her after telling her I would be there for her. "I can't explain how I felt to you guys. Only understand that I now know I let some people down...
Serena was a young woman who was cute but shy. A BBW with no self confidence. Her mom had watched her struggle with not being able to land a date or even so much as a kiss. Serena's mom Penny didn't understand she had been the school slut when she was in high school she had at least two dates every weekend from her sophomore to senior year. She was also a BBW but she was proud of her body. The fucking ads now a days and all the anti-overweight propaganda was killing her daughter. Serena...
After Serena's visit to The Fetish Shoe Shop, Mrs Wyles, the owner, was in touch with her again. This time she wanted to know whether she would be willing to be photographed wearing her fetish shoes for publicity for the shop. Mrs Wyles pointed out that of course her face would not be shown in the photos. Serena agreed and Mrs Wyles told her that Roger, her photographer would soon be in touch with her. Roger phoned in a few days and made an appointment to visit her. One the day of the visit...
Normally, she was on time before the bell, but instead she decided “why not make an entrance being late”. So the late bell had rung and she walked into her homeroom class. She took her seat which was located in the back, where she noticed a new student. The girl was sitting in the seat next to hers. So she made her way to her seat and looked at the girl, getting better details. The girl was pretty. She had luscious brown hair that looked incredibly smooth, fair even skin tone, her uniform...
End of Series 3 special: Charley Kiefer Part 2 We fade in on highlights of yesterday’s episode. Charley accepting her award, arriving at our studio, undressing to show off her slim little body and pert bottom, being mounted by several different dogs, sucking them, Heather scooping up their cum into the glass ... And then we’re back up to our favourite slut, looking up into camera and smiling. Looking pretty, and happy, but at the same time a lot like a woman who’s just had sex with five...
I met this girl, Serena, at speed dating. I was getting a couple of different vibes from her. First, she was probably crazy in some way. And second, she was this brilliant ball of sexual energy. We matched up and I gave her a call. We decided to go out to a Mexican restaurant. With lots more time than at speed dating, I was able to confirm both vibes during dinner: she was definitely on the bizarre side. She also had such a tomboyish look about her, that if it weren't for the sexual energy I...
End of Series 3 special: Charley Kiefer Part 1 Footage courtesy of British Academy of Television. We see the brightest and best of the British television industry, all dressed up in their best – hair perfect, make-up (for the ladies, mainly), and big smiles. Amongst the familiar actors, actresses, chat-show hosts, comedians, reality stars and general celebrities, we see a face that looks slightly out-of-place, yet still familiar to us ... It’s our very own Charley, in a long, white,...
Audrey wasn't dressed like someone who had no intention of having sex. She was by the pool in a bare midriff outfit. She wore white-see-through pants slit to mid-thigh, a pair of sandals, and a halter top that wasn't doing the best job of halting two of the best breasts in all of porn. Samantha Sierra's breasts defied gravity, but not sense. They were high, conical, and had just a little sag. In other words, they were an honest pair of 36D's coupled to a tight torso and a classic Latina...
The special delivery package had only a padded envelope containing a DVD. It had no label but the protective case was marked, "For the Personal and Private Collection of Brad T." Three shots of Canadian whiskey had not calmed his nerves and the tension of a day of grueling meetings had not subsided as Brad sat nervously in front of his big screen, contemplating. Brad could not even remember what transpired in those meetings. He was lost or unfocused most of the time.Brad picked up the remote...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI’m one of the primary ‘in house’ doctors at our local hospital. The hospital is a mid-sized facility just about fifty miles from Baltimore, Maryland. For a hospital we’re small in comparison to the giants up and down the eastern seaboard, but we have a decent reputation, and we’ve gotten some pretty good press lately thanks to the hard work of our rank and file personnel. One advantage we have that most hospitals in our size and financial range has that others don’t is our proximity to...
Having Fun With Charley Charley and I began living together about a year ago. We both work for a large firm of attorneys in San Francisco. I'm a junior partner and Charley is a secretary. We both started with the firm at the same time and we were both looking for an apartment and decided to share. Over the course of the year we became good friends and have been occasional no strings attached sexual partners. Charley is very oral which is fine with me; I definitely have a stronger...
I've long been of the opinion that everybody has at least one incredible adventure in their life. I had some wonderful experiences during my thirty seven years, but I felt that my own incredible experience was still in the wings. As it turned out I was right. But now that it has happened I want to share it with the world. It was a brilliant spring day, the kind that has always filled me with good feelings and energy. I've never been athletic or anything like that. I always hated PE class...
"Come on, Darling, or we shall be late." She shuddered a little at the word late; the time was ten minutes to ten. I stood for a moment and looked at her. I was amazed at the transformation; this was a Serena I had never seen before; she glowed. As she moved I could hear tiny bell-like sounds. I looked for the source and found tiny bells hanging from the rings in her nipples. She was still wearing the chain attached to the ring above her clitoris and attached to that was yet another tiny...
Also: This is a rather slow paced story. If you want something different, read something else. - - - - - - I'm Audrina. 15, with red curly hair, brown eyes. I'm short, only about 5'3. I'm curvy, with big breats and a round, firm ass. But my middle has a bit of flab, and my thighs are bit meater then I'd like...but whatever. I look better then most. This story is about me and my bestfriend Serena's first sexual encounter together. It was a sunny, hot summer afternoon....
Beautiful Serena It was cold as I drove back to the cabin. The country lane wound into the darkness as the snow covered my windscreen. Turning yet another bend my head lights caught a glimpse of black fur through the pelting snow…what the fuck was that? As the car straightened, the lights were able to light her up. “Walking in this weather…she’s fucking mad” I thought. A tall red head was stumbling along the grass verge, her long hair holding onto the snow as if it would never fall again, and...
I woke alone and still bound, but for some reason I wasn't uncomfortable. I lay relaxed and waited for my mistress to come for me, content in the knowledge that when she did I would be ready to serve her. When she did arrive I smiled in genuine pleasure to see her and was rewarded with a blinding smile in return. "Good morning, Slave. How do you feel?" "Mistress, good morning. I feel great, Mistress." As I was speaking, she undid my bonds and before she could say anything, I slipped...
I wondered about the things that he had told me. The images of Serena and Jack faded under the repeated assurances from him that he had never indulged himself that way. Indeed he had no intention of doing so. I contrasted this with Serena's behaviour; she certainly behaved as if he was her Master. It was all very confusing. I wondered at his final words to me, '... we can work something out... ' given how his original assurances were borne out, I did feel better in trusting him. But I...
We stood together at the bottom of the drive. I felt slightly silly in just my coat and a pair of slippers. Serena had wanted me to wear trainers -- she'd said I would look cute bending over with nothing on as I tried to undo the laces. Serena looked sexy in her calf-length raincoat and a pair of court shoes. She hadn't bothered to do up any of the buttons but had simply used the belt to hold it closed. Each time I turned to look at her, I could see a wonderful amount of cleavage. I...
Charley Into Cheryl by Cheryl Grey Chapter 1: The Beginning One year ago, my name was Charles Schmidt; I was a lawyer, just out of law school, working for a large firm in Los Angeles. This is the story of how all of that, plus many more things, changed. It began when I met Karen in June of last year. It was at a singles bar I had gone to a few times. I was sitting alone at the bar when in came a breathtaking woman: tall, about my height of 5 Feet 8, long brown hair, big...
Note to readers. This is a continuing story told to me by a friend who is strictly “trade.” He will permit me to tell of his gay affairs only if I don’t change his name, Verne and do change the name (s) of his partner (s) in that affair. If you have the uncontrollable desire to embellish this story, do so but do not make Verne into any person other than a guy who is so much a top with gay guys that he has never took a penis in his mouth or anal opening. You should note I am like a gay Dr....
Gay MaleGiven I look very human I blend in with the rest of you, therefore you wouldn't know that I'm a witch by looking at me. I eat, drink, and sleep - and when I fly I’m a passenger in a plane and not on a broom. Incidentally, I'm nearly two hundred years old. Relax! I don't look that old. In fact, I physically turned fifteen years old last July. Confused? I'd be. Now, where should I start? I guess everything stems from a Halloween Party that I attended eleven years ago. I...
Ruth then rose above the surface of the water, exclaiming, ‘Look what that did to my nipples.’ She had been nude the whole time, and her nipples were so swollen they looked the size of my thumb, but dark in color. Charley and I couldn’t resist…both of us bending to suck those glorious nipples as if they were giving milk. At the same time, I was feeling her ass and tickling her puckered little asshole, and could feel Charley’s hands playing with her hairy pussy. Ruth was busy, too, gripping and...
Ruth then rose above the surface of the water, exclaiming, "Look what that didto my nipples." She had been nude the whole time, and her nipples were soswollen they looked the size of my thumb, but dark in color. Charley and I couldn't resist...both of us bending to suck those glorious nipples as if theywere giving milk. At the same time, I was feeling her ass and tickling herpuckered little asshole, and could feel Charley's hands playing with her hairypussy. Ruth was busy, too, gripping...
My girlfriend, Serena, is fuck crazy! She can’t get enough of my cock, sucking it, licking it, sticking it up her arse, then back in her mouth, no holes barred and she lets me come anywhere I like. She’s a really small Indian girl, just over five feet, little but perfectly formed pert titties, an arse to die for, perfectly rounded and a neatly trimmed utterly lickable tight pussy. I think I might be the luckiest man alive.A few days ago she woke me by sitting on my face and giving me the most...
The next week was so busy I hardly came up for air, but in my few spare moments I daydreamed of my adventurous night with Ruth and Charley. Three things kept popping into my thoughts: Ruth’s gloriously fine big ass with my dick in it as she sucked Charley’s giant prick, the feel of his big dick sliding in and out of my mouth, and the incredible sensation of anonymous sex having my dick sucked at my 1st glory hole. I beat my meat 3 or 4 times that week standing up in my dressing room, cumming in...
The next week was so busy I hardly came up for air, but in my few spare momentsI daydreamed of my adventurous night with Ruth and Charley. Three things keptpopping into my thoughts: Ruth's gloriously fine big ass with my dick in it asshe sucked Charley's giant prick; the feel of his big dick sliding in and outof my mouth; and the incredible sensation of anonymous sex having my dick sucked at my 1st glory hole. I beat my meat 3 or 4 times that week standing upin my dressing room, cumming in...
Ruth invited Charley and I over for dinner the next weekend, and I was sort ofdisappointed he was coming - I wanted her to myself. I had thought about ourexperience all week and must have jacked off at least 10 times thinking aboutit. Usually while sniffing the panties she'd left behind, imagining her bigass in the air with my cock pumping in and out of it.Charley rode with me, and surprized me twice on the way over. First that Ruthwas rich - her husband had been the CEO of a major local...
I still remember the first time I saw her. I was Ten years old and my family had just left our apartment in the city for a house in the suburbs. As the Movers emptied the van I found myself wandering around to the back of the House drawn by some compulsion to the rusted swing set in the back yard. As I kicked the dirt patch underfoot I felt someone was watching me. On the edge of the property was a person, she was hazy and out of focus much like someone would look from a distance on a Hot day....
Ruth invited Charley and I over for dinner the next weekend, and I was sort of disappointed he was coming – I wanted her to myself. I had thought about our experience all week and must have jacked off at least 10 times thinking about it. Usually while sniffing the panties she’d left behind, imagining her big ass in the air with my cock pumping in and out of it. Charley rode with me, and surprized me twice on the way over. First that Ruth was rich – her husband had been the CEO of a major local...
I've included the conclusion of the last part, but if you haven't read the first part you really should go and read it. Also: another part to come soon. (: --- Serena stood, eyes locked on mine as she started walking towards me. "It's what I do too." She said quietly when she reached me, moving her body even closer and making it so that our chests touched and so that there was no room between us. "And you know.. after watching that video, I'm wondering if you want to...
Serena got slowly to her feet, grinning at me. Our eyes were locked on eachother and the contact seemed so intimate even though we werent touching just yet. My best friend and soon to be lover lay back on my bed, her dark hands clutching the quilted breadspread in anticipation. I let my gaze travel across her body for several moments so that I might drink in this vision of beauty and remember it for a very long while. I watched her shiver under my inspection and finally moved towards the bed on...
Serena danced around the room her energy seemed boundless. I'd tried to exhaust her with oral sex, but I'd wasted my time. Well okay, not wasted exactly, but you know what I mean. It was late and the car would be here soon to take her to the estate. Earlier I'd removed his rings from her and replaced them with small studs. Tomorrow I'd put my rings on her and then, apart from giving her a slave name, she'd be mine. I'd felt that this was needless and melodramatic, but Serena had been...
The hotel room door clicked shut behind us. I pulled Serena to me and kissed her. I took possession of her mouth as she moaned and melted into me. I burned with my love for her, but before I could give into my lust and my love I had some things to attend to; or rather my Slave did. "I love you Slave, are you ready?" "Master, not yet. Master." Her adoption of formal speech rules signalled to me that the dance had begun. She slipped out of her dress and she was gloriously naked before...
Chat Night Guest: Bill Hart On Monday August 30, 1999 6PM PST Edited by Anne-Mal You can e-mail Bill at: [email protected] or [email protected] We start out with our little Fictionmania soap opera. (Julie) Hi all! (*Anne-Mal) Hi Julie! (Julie) Hi Babe! (*Anne-Mal) Not in public Julie! Bash will catch on! (Bashful) Hi Honey, how was class? (Julie) Short for a first day. (Bashful) Ahem, she was talking to me Anne! (*Anne-Mal) If you want to think...
For most of his life, Hart Richards had two priorities. The first priority was family. He treasured his parents, his sisters and nieces and nephews. He would have done, and did do, anything to make their lives better. The second priority was an all-consuming one that threatened to destroy Hart. He wasn’t aware of it until it was almost too late. He became obsessed with the acquisition of money and power. He wasn’t a cruel man, so he didn’t step on anyone’s toes to get it. He merely started at...
More fantasy...enjoy!!7. Hart Breaks My AssI continued my story of the very first ‘special uncle’ session with the older man I knew as “Principal Hart.” After only a few minutes ‘Principal’ Hart had me stand in front of him and remove the tattered remains of my clothes. This excited him. He began to harden. Looking back, I am sure he was a Viagra user, because he was hard only about twenty minutes after a pretty deep fuck.I stood before Hart, naked, wet, and with a face of smeared makeup. ...
SASSY SISTER SERENA'S EROTIC EDUCATION AND ABUSE BY 'BIG BRO' PROF POET- PETERSister Serena seeks Love Lessons as Sex Student Submission & Slavery at Big Bro Professor Poet-PeeSweet sister Serena is a yearning yummy young seductive starlet seeking sexual satisfaction in seducing 'mighty men' with her husky voice to come for her on the phone, while she has her left hand between her lustful love lips fingering fanatically 'fanny' for 'family fantasy': 'fucking father' - as long as mother is...
Serena, come gia accennato nelle altre storie, mi aveva sempre detto che non mi avrebbe mai e poi mai fatto un pompino.Perchè?perche non le piaceva, le faceva schifo...ok, pur di stare con lei lo accettavo questo.in compenso ero completamente dominato da lei, eseguivo ogni suo ordine/voglia come uno schiavo.mi piaceva da morire.una sera d' inverno,eravamo d' accordo che come sempre dovevo andare a prenderla a casa.destinazione discoteca.verso le 19.30 mi scrive:cambio programma, ci troviamo...
I’m 18 years old and I really can look after myself but my mum insisted I went and stayed with some neighbours while she was away for a few days.Mind you I didn’t mind as it was with Auntie Serena and Uncle Mark. They weren’t really my aunt and uncle but as they were the same age as my parents I was bought up to call them auntie and uncle.You see Serena was very attractive, and had gorgeous kissable lips and always wore a deep red lipstick. Whenever she spoke to me I found myself looking at her...
I am a married female aged 52 living on the south coast of England. I am very bisexual and having an affair with my friend Serena who is 43. My husband Rob knows I am bi and knows what I am doing with Serena. Her husband Mark does not even know she is bi.She visits me twice a week for lunch and we end up fucking and sucking each other. Rob would love to watch us having fun but Serena won't let him. I give him all the details when he gets back from work and I usually wank him off while I'm...
My big sis Serena is a senior and I’m sixteen and a sophomore. I usually stay after school and participate in some of the many activities available but today I didn’t feel well and got home before she did. I was so quiet laying on my bed she didn’t realize I was there. As usual she had some guy with her who she always told Mom she was studying with. I soon heard some noises that didn’t sound like any schoolwork I knew of so I crept quietly down the hall and her door wasn’t shut. I guess she...
As I mentioned in my previous story, I worked in several African countries from 1971 to 1981 as an engineer and adviser in energy exploration, primarily oil and gas. Although I had traveled in other African countries in the mid 60’s and early 90’s, most of my hands on experience came from work in South Africa, Nigeria, Kenya and Saudi Arabia. Due to my expertise and reputation, my services were courted by a number of wealthy and ruling African leaders. I witnessed many things during my tenure...
Part one:As I mentioned in my previous story, I worked in several African countries from 1971 to 1981 as an engineer and advisor in energy exploration, primarily oil and gas. Although I had traveled in other African countries in the mid 60’s and early 90’s, most of my hands on experience came from work in South Africa, Nigeria, Kenya and Saudi Arabia. Due to my expertise and reputation, my services were courted by a number of wealthy and ruling African leaders. I witnessed many things during my...
InterracialPart 1 : As I mentioned in my previous story, I worked in several African countries from 1971 to 1981 as an engineer and advisor in energy exploration, primarily oil and gas. Although I had traveled in other African countries in the mid 60’s and early 90’s, most of my hands on experience came from work in South Africa, Nigeria, Kenya and Saudi Arabia. Due to my expertise and reputation, my services were courted by a number of wealthy and ruling African leaders. I witnessed many things during my...
InterracialFebruary 1, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “What the heck were you thinking?” Doctor Hart snapped. “That has to be about the dumbest thing you could possibly have done!” “Funny thing,” I said. “I agree with you.” “There is nothing funny about what you did! You’re lucky as hell that it turned out as well as it did!” “Again, funny thing, I agree with you.” “Cut it out, Mike!” “Sorry. I beat myself up enough about this that I’m not sure I need your help.” “So why tell me?” “I thought I was...
-- SATURDAY, APRIL 15, 2006, SENIOR YEAR -- "Elyse Laughton is dead." I blinked twice before arching both eyebrows, hearing her words and yet absolutely certain of the identity of the young woman standing on the porch in front of me. "Dead? Uh ... You're going to have to explain that one." She sighed, "It's a long story." "I'm willing to hear it." "Oh, for God's sake, Ben," Sasha grumped as she pushed past me and stepped out onto the porch. "Let the girl inside!" With a...
By the time we arrived home it was late evening. I got out before Sylvie did and took Serena's coat from her. Sylvie opened the door and I draped the coat around Serena's shoulders before we walked to the front door. It was still only mid-afternoon but I felt shattered. I took the keys from the coat pocket and opened the door; Serena shed her coat and stepped across the threshold. "Darling, you look worn out. This has been very tiring for you, hasn't it?" "I don't know why though,...
To any outside observer I might have seemed to be mumbling. But I never mumbled. I was reciting, as I had every day since I was six years old, the Code, the code my uncle had taught me, the chivalric code. A good man's duty was as follows: to protect the weak and defenseless; to despise monetary rewards; to avoid unfairness, meanness, and deceit; to speak the truth at all times; to honor one's vows; and to respect the honour of women. The Code, the Chivalric Code, oh yes, I knew it by...
JUSTINE: Hart ist der Westen...Nur f?r Leser ab 18 [email protected] 1L?ssig und geschmeidig glitt sie vom Pferd und band den Braunen drau?en vor dem Saloon an einen Holzpflock vor dem gro?en Trog. Deutlich h?rte sie das Stimmengewirr und raue Lachen der M?nner. Sie r?ckte den schwarzen Hut zurecht und schritt durch die doppelfl?gige T?r und sofort verstummten die Ger?usche. Langsam schritt sie zum Tresen und ca. 50 Augenpaare verfolgten sie dabei. Justine kannte ihre Wirkung und sie gab...
JUSTINE: Hart ist der Westen...Nur f?r Leser ab 18 [email protected] 1L?ssig und geschmeidig glitt sie vom Pferd und band den Braunen drau?en vor dem Saloon an einen Holzpflock vor dem gro?en Trog. Deutlich h?rte sie das Stimmengewirr und raue Lachen der M?nner. Sie r?ckte den schwarzen Hut zurecht und schritt durch die doppelfl?gige T?r und sofort verstummten die Ger?usche. Langsam schritt sie zum Tresen und ca. 50 Augenpaare verfolgten sie dabei. Justine kannte ihre Wirkung und sie gab...
When I got home from the Hollywood Hills I barely had the strength to remove my makeup. I was so exhausted I just wanted to flop on the bed and pass out, but I persevered and undressed properly, removed all makeup and even put my wig back on its wig head.But when I was finally between the covers my brain refused to cooperate, rethinking the night's events, imagining how they may have looked to an observer, or to Harold Plumrose himself. I saw my lap as he must have seen it as he hovered...
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