Audrey and her first ever bondage session
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Any time, she was around, the conversation always turned to my motorcycle. She knew I had a Harley and she had been wanting me to take her for a ride. She claimed the only black men she knew with motorcycles, she wouldn't trust to ride with them; but that she would ride with me. I wasn't sure if she knew what she was suggesting or not. It's extraordinarily exciting to be on a motorcycle with an attractive woman sitting behind you, leaning against you and pressing her tits against...
Note : This story is completely fictional! When I was 18, me and my twin cousins use to play all the time. They didn’t live too far so they came around quite a bit. We would always hold on to each other and roll down this big hill at my house. Me and Audrey would sometimes pretend we were married but these were just kid games and ment nothing. She was the first girl I ever kissed though. We use to pick wild strawberry out near the edge of the yard because they always loved them. One day when we...
IncestI was distracted by the blond, Audrey she said her name was. Audrey and I left the pedestal and joined the group that was watching Floyd assist Able in washing one of the Bahia. They were enjoying themselves and Matt and Roger were also washing a brunette that had a magnificent set of breasts, not so much large as perfectly formed and lovely tiny nipples. She basked in the glow of the candles and the attention of eight or ten waiting their turn at the baths as she sighed and let their...
Tom and Audrey found themselves somehow sliding into a relationship that they never expected when Audrey's Air Force husband was sent off on a several months detachment to the Persian Gulf area. She'd been married to her husband for a few years and she'd been completely faithful to him from the day they'd first met. Then, when he was sent off for a lengthy time, she found herself seeking consolation with Tom, one of their best friends there in Germany, and sooner than they'd ever...
//14 year old Audrey experiences new feelings when home alone with her dog Benji// //This is my first story please leave me feedback on how it was and what I could do better. Also let me know what kind of stories you would like to hear. I’m into about everything so leave a suggestion// Audrey was a lovely young teen. She had been 14 for nearly 3 months already. Her hair was long and flowing naturally straight. Her eyes were crystal blue and she wore black square frame glasses making her...
The people involved in tonight’s tale are, Anne, her god-parent Audrey, and myself. A few weeks ago, Anne told me about her god-parent Audrey getting ripped off by the guy that was living with her. Apparently he’s been seeing someone else after moving in with Audrey for a year or so. During that time he’s persuaded her to buy a bigger house and get a mortgage to do so. Then things started going wrong and he’s claiming half of the house and other bits and pieces. It’s usually the woman that...
The people involved in tonight’s tale are, Anne, her god-parent Audrey, and myself. A few weeks ago, Anne told me about her god-parent Audrey getting ripped off by the guy that was living with her. Apparently he’s been seeing someone else after moving in with Audrey for a year or so. During that time he’s persuaded her to buy a bigger house and get a mortgage to do so. Then things started going wrong and he’s claiming half of the house and other bits and pieces. It’s usually the woman that...
CrossdressingACT 2(Behind the scenes, on location at Lake Tahoe)"Keep those cameras rolling," the director shouted, "Audrey stay in position. Number Three zoom in on Audrey's backside. Madeline you're up."Audrey's girlfriend Madeline worked quickly to rub down Audrey's backside with alcohol which cooled it at first and then caused it to blossom into a glowing pink. "Spread your legs baby," she whispered, "I'm going to insert a suppository," an old trick designed to simulate a dripping pussy, not that Audrey...
SpankingIt was 5:35 a.m. and I was sitting in a booth at the Village Inn. I was sipping coffee and waiting for Rachel to bring me my pancakes with a side of bacon. As I refreshed my cup from the pot on the table I was thinking on what had me there at that early hour. I was usually in there three or four times a week, but never that early. In fact it was the first time I had ever been there when the doors opened at 5:30. I suppose I should have just gone home to bed, but I hadn’t because I knew I...
“I’m a bitch!” Audrey often said, “But I’m a caring, loving bitch! Ha ha ha ha!” I thought of her as a crazy bitch, but a lovable one. I met her at a party. She wasn’t my type so I didn’t pay much attention to her. I probably had my eye on someone else. Because Audrey and I were the only smokers in the crowd, I ran into her a few times outside the back door. We exchanged the sort of chit-chat that people who aren’t really interested in one another do just to be polite: What do you do?...
Straight SexAudrey was actually loving her growing belly as her pregnancy advanced rapidly. She wasn't getting bigger quicker than any other woman, but she was amazed when her knocked up belly began to start showing and it became increasingly obvious that she was carrying a baby inside her belly. So far, her husband Ed seemed to believe that in fact he'd gotten his sexy young blonde wife "with child" upon his return from his Air Force TDY. He seemed thrilled to think that he was such a stud and he'd...
Audrey blinked her huge, brown doe-eyes and smiled. The gown she was wearing was the one from Sabrina; a tight corset and a big flowing skirt, all in white with matching lace gloves. Her hair was short and chestnut brown, the style she had made famous all around the world. The music faded, and Audrey put her hands on my chest, tickling. She was expecting a kiss, which I gave her. It was a nice one, no tongue, just lips touching. Adorable. Her slim body was pressed tightly against me, and she...
Audrey checked her look in the mirror for the fourth time. She was so nervous. She had starred in spanking videos before, but this was her first big budget film with a real director. Her hair and makeup were perfect. She loved her wardrobe. Her riding boots fit perfectly. She turned her back to the full length mirror and admired the smooth, tight fit of the tan jodhpurs across her behind. She knew her lines; she was ready. She didn't want to be late for her first day on location.The sky was a...
SpankingThis happened about 27 years ago. I’d been visiting Grandma with a mate of mine, Steve, and was walking back towards his house when we bumped into Audrey. She welcomed me and said tomorrow was her 70th birthday and did I fancy a drink at her house which was right next to where we were talking, as she went inside she left the door ajar. Steve looked at me and smiled “Is this the old bird you shagged a few years ago” “Yes and she’s horny as fuck” as we made our way inside. She motioned for us to...
The night had been so incredible for the young couple. All the awards and attention had them high on excitement and their own press. It didn't even matter what the media was saying about them; good or bad, they were the hottest twenty-somethings in the world and they knew it. For six hours they smiled and waved and shmoozed and pretended to care about the millions of dollars in chaos swirling wildly around them. Without a word, they both trembled in anticipation of the moments when they could...
TransThis happened about 27 years ago. I’d been visiting Grandma with a mate of mine, Steve, and was walking back towards his house when we bumped into Audrey. She welcomed me and said tomorrow was her 70th birthday and did I fancy a drink at her house which was right next to where we were talking, as she went inside she left the door ajar.Steve looked at me and smiled “Is this the old bird you shagged a few years ago” “Yes and she’s horny as fuck” as we made our way inside. She motioned for us to...
This happened about 27 years ago. I’d been visiting Grandma with a mate of mine, Steve, and was walking back towards his house when we bumped into Audrey. She welcomed me and said tomorrow was her 70th birthday and did I fancy a drink at her house which was right next to where we were talking, as she went inside she left the door ajar.Steve looked at me and smiled “Is this the old bird you shagged a few years ago” “Yes and she’s horny as fuck” as we made our way inside. She motioned for us to...
100% fiction! It started out as an easy way for them each to make 100 bucks each. It ended up being 4 hours commencing in utter panic... and the start of an exciting new career. In retrospect, the five girls shouldn’t have been lingering downtown on the sidewalk after dark, especially not on Bailey Street East. But they’d decided to celebrate the sexy new designer jeans, top and heels that Peyton’s Mom had just bought her, in her constant war with Peyton’s Dad, who’d left her for a younger...
Group SexWe open with an establishing shot of a windswept sandy beach - panning around over the sea (which looks a bit rough), and then seeing a long concrete pier curving out into the sea – waves crashing against it sending spray high into the air, and then continue panning across the pier as we complete our turn and come back to the beach ... Then behind the beach, a low raised, concrete beach-break walk ... And behind the walk, a row of (currently shuttered) low buildings – game arcades,...
It was quiet morning almost a month since they moved into the new apartment. Audrey just woke up but Paul was already gone for work so she was a little upset, she wanted to spent one last morning with him before starting work.Recently they had almost no time to spent together because Paul was doing extra hours so that they can pay their rent. Audrey was edgy these days because she could not remember the last time they had sex and she needed to pleasure herself so she thought of masturbating but...
Her name was Audrey. I know, her name was out of sync with the era. She was born in the 1970's so you would expect her name to be something like Marcy or Jennifer. Audrey is a name associated with the 1940's and 1950's; like Grace or Helen or something. But Audrey reminded me of the type of woman from that pinup era that you would see in older movies and magazines. In fact she had a real pin-up girl type body. Large full, firm, perky breasts, full hips and a woman's butt. Not the tiny athletes...
Sleeping in the dumpsters of Las Vegas wasn’t worst part. No, Audrey knew, the worst thing that could happen is to be flipped up and dumped into a compactor before you were awake enough to react and save yourself. But she was a light sleeper. The dumpster trash – mainly papers – afforded her warmth in the evening and she knew where she wash the stench off each day. If she could find a way to get to Master, to let him know she was still Out Here. But their contact, after all these years, was...
As the knot of nervousness in my stomach untied itself I began to relax. The more we talked, the more I could tell that she liked me. My new found comfort began to loosen up the natural harnesses that you strap on to make a good first impression on someone. I had sat in her office for almost a half an hour, but I was speaking so carefully and listening so attentively that I had just begun to realize how attractive Ms. Audrey Blake was. I was almost shocked watching this Mulatto’s lips...
Audrey Bellamy might have looked like a hippie chick to most residents of Daytown. But the tassel-wearing, peace-loving flake was one of the most ambitious dancers Alice Miller had ever seen. First to practice, last to leave – her hours working on her routines so exceeded everyone else’s that Alice finally gave her a key to the place. In return, she’d take out the trash and run the vacuum now and then. But mostly, she would dance. Hour upon hour, wearing out the classic piece on Alice’s...
It was 10 pm. I logged on to Facebook. There was a a friend request there. It was Alex Gallagher. He sat next to me in algebra and Language Arts. He was also my neighbor. I friended him. Soon, he chatted me. Hey. Hey I said You want to see my cock? He asked. I gasped. No one had ever asked me if I wanted to see their cock before. If you want to see my pussy I replied I WANT IT MORE THAN APPLE PIE He shouted in caps lock. I giggled. Then go on msn. Im sw33tdr34ms. Ill be there. He said. There...
As I walked the fairly short distance between the supermarket and Helen's flat, I was aware of an increasing sense of trepidation. Although by this time I was reasonably confident when being seen on the street in girls' clothes, I was more aware than usual of being a boy who had been forced to wear feminine attire. OK, "forced" is perhaps too strong a word. I had liked dressing in girly things while in the privacy of my own home. But since my little secret had been discovered, I knew that...
“I’m a bitch!” Audrey often said, “But I’m a caring, loving bitch! Ha ha ha ha!” I thought of her as a crazy bitch, but a lovable one. I met her at a party. She wasn’t my type so I didn’t pay much attention to her. I probably had my eye on someone else. Because Audrey and I were the only smokers in the crowd, I ran into her a few times outside the back door. We exchanged the sort of chit-chat that people who aren’t really interested in one another do just to be polite: What do you do?...
Three months after Steve and I had double fucked Audrey and three weeks after she’d died her funeral was held, Grandma wanted to go and asked me if I’d take her, obviously I said I would. We attended the service and then was asked back to the wake at a local public house. After being there for twenty minutes or so Grandma had to go but I was asked if I wanted to stay.I took Grandma to her shop and then went back to the pub, getting myself a drink this lady came to talk to me. “Are you *****”...
Three months after Steve and I had double fucked Audrey and three weeks after she’d died her funeral was held, Grandma wanted to go and asked me if I’d take her, obviously I said I would. We attended the service and then was asked back to the wake at a local public house. After being there for twenty minutes or so Grandma had to go but I was asked if I wanted to stay.I took Grandma to her shop and then went back to the pub, getting myself a drink this lady came to talk to me. “Are you *****”...
On the day in March 2001 when her husband suffered a heart attack and died, Lady Ausrey made a decision: downsize. After a minimal period of mourning she began to act. Among the first tog were the Belgravia mansion with its numerous staff and the Bentley, which she had always considered ostentatious. She traded them in for the penthouse suite in a block of exclusive apartments on Chelsea Reach. She approved of the underground garage where the new Mercedes CLS 250 was parked. She approved of the...
Audrey checked her look in the mirror for the fourth time. She was so nervous. She had starred in spanking videos before, but this was her first big budget film with a real director. Her hair and makeup were perfect. She loved her wardrobe. Her riding boots fit perfectly. She turned her back to the full length mirror and admired the smooth, tight fit of the tan jodhpurs across her behind. She knew her lines, she was ready. She didn’t want to be late for her first day on location. The sky was a...
The night had been so incredible for the young couple. All the awards and attention had them high on excitement and their own press. It didn’t even matter what the media was saying about them, good or bad, they were the hottest twenty-somethings in the world and they knew it. For six hours they smiled and waved and shmoozed and pretended to care about the millions of dollars in chaos swirling wildly around them. Without a word, they both trembled in anticipation of the moments when they could...
We actually drove through what there was of the town of Newrock, and pulled onto a dirt road that was even worse than the one we'd been traveling. After a mile or two there was a big silver, double wide trailer ahead of us, and Angela parked next to an old pickup truck. There were no lights and if anyone was there, apparently they hadn't been woken up by our arrival. I got out of the car, following Angela as she walked to the mobile home, which had a small wooden porch up a few short...
Illustrated Fetish Stories for ADULTS ONLY! Not for republication ILLUSTRATED FEMDOM/fm Toilet stories http://www.slavex.com/ 'Audrey's Last Resort' TJ Ryder Audrey, beautiful teacher and toilet slave to Delta House,the dom/sub lesbian sorority she was owned by, was still wondering what her supervisor Mai Ling meant when she said that on days when she was hungry and couldn't find enough toilet clients, she could always line up at the plumbing pipe. She thought that...
James stepped into the coffee shop, looking around nervously. Then he saw her, sitting at the back most table seat, in the little nook that would give them some degree of privacy. He quickly strode over to her table and sat down. Audrey was reading a book, chuckling over it, and sipping a cup of black tea. She didn’t respond to James as he sat down, waiting patiently for him to make the first move. Several tense seconds went by before he said, ‘I believe you now.’ Audrey looked up at him,...
Three months after Steve and I had double fucked Audrey and three weeks after she’d died her funeral was held, Grandma wanted to go and asked me if I’d take her, obviously I said I would. We attended the service and then was asked back to the wake at a local public house. After being there for twenty minutes or so Grandma had to go but I was asked if I wanted to stay. I took Grandma to her shop and then went back to the pub, getting myself a drink this lady came to talk to me. “Are you *****”...
Author's notes: So this is my first story, please forgive me for my horrible writing, spelling, word choice and everything. And also I have no clue what some of the settings I chose were like "chapters can have conditions" like I have no clue. So wish me luck. Don't be to harsh on me for this story it's my first. Give me all the feedback you can please about everything, whether it be plot, characters, writing style, spelling/grammar I would love any feedback thank you Also I'm typing on a phone...
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The time was finally right, Sammy gave me a kiss and said she had to go to the store she needed to pick up a few things she had forgotten for supper. I kissed her back and she headed torward's the back door and yelled to the kids if they wanted to go along. They all said no we are fine and went back to what ever they were doing. Sammy left and now I thought this would be time to talk to Kelly. I went to the back door and saw they were kicking a soccer ball back and forht between Cindy and...
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The man who calls himself pervert arranged a special party. He speaks very politely to women, and he knows how to make the smile. He met these girls at a bar the other night and invited them for a few rounds. These girls were Rebecca, Lizmary, Lizvette, Maria, Lizbeth.Rebecca was around 5'4, petite, brown skin, long curvy hair and the face of Pocahontas. Lizmary had lighter skin and straight hair. she had a nice ass and pretty eyes.Lizvette also had lighter skin and straight hair, but she wore...
That was the easiest way to put it as Riley and I headed home. Gene wasn’t thrilled to hear that I’d be going back home, but she understood that they were my family and I needed to be with them. Or at least that was the bullshit excuse that I gave her and she seemed to buy it. Now with the wind howling around us, we walked side by side in silence, mulling over what happened in the classroom. “How are you still a virgin?” I finally asked, “Every other week you’re going out with a...