Eleanors Beach
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It was a couple of weeks after the party, when Eleanor got the kinky urge again. She conveyed this to me by using her activation word of ‘pornoslut’ so I knew I had to come with a new scenario for the next time we met.
It just so happened that a friend at work had been talking about a place in Camden Town, London, called ‘CHARLIE BROWNS’ which was an adults only movie house. Their membership Gimmick was that couples joined for £5, Males joined for £15 and single women joined for free. I suppose by offering single women free membership, once word got round that they attended then the sales in single male’s membership would rocket. But this also told me about the sort of place it was.
It implied to me that the place was an easy going regime. In other words anything went as long as the police were not called. Ideal for the idea that was forming in my mind. I knew that Eleanor was becoming a cum slut, with my guidance of course. So I went to check the place out making sure I had Eleanor’s driving license, with me to prove we were a couple. You had to join 48 hours before your membership card was ready, but with a little monetary persuasion and a lot of talk I was allowed to check out the cinema on the day of my application. I told the guy that I wanted to check out the place as being suitable for my new partner and I, that and a £20 note, got me immediate access.
I walked into the darkened auditorium and found it not to be too unpleasant, the tiered seating looked comfortable. Another indication of their free for all attitude was the fact the tiering was such that the seat of the chair was lined up with the top of the back of the chair in front of it. Of course this meant that any action in any row would be visible from further down the tier seating. There was a strong smell of stale cum that men wanking off?
Just as I took my seat, six rows from the back, the film started and the screen flickered into life showing a good quality film of a woman in her bedroom, obviously preparing to change clothes. The door bell rings and she answers it in her dressing gown. Three workmen are stood there and they make their way into the kitchen and begin looking under the sink, obviously up her gown as well. The action then starts and she is soon swallowing one cock in her mouth another up her cunt from behind and the third she gives a hand jive to. It really was as promised hardcore films.
I now had my plan fully worked out in my mind and left the movie house, arranging to collect the membership upon our return Saturday evening.
On Saturday afternoon, I met Eleanor from work and instead of going straight to her flat; I escorted her to a local park. Sitting on a bench I gave Eleanor my Activation code word (Nemesis) which told her I was in master mode, we chatted for a while and then I ordered her to remove her panties and give them to me. Eleanor quickly looked around and then stood up, turned to me and raised her thigh length skirt to reveal no panties. With that she turned again and sat down. I put my arm around her, making sure my fingers were in place to tease her nipple, and slid my other hand under her skirt. She meekly adjusted her skirt to hide my hand as my fingers located her soaking cunt.
“What have you been doing today, slut?” I whispered.
“Nothing, Master!” she replied “It’s just I am excited knowing you have something planned for me tonight. Can you at least give me a hint?” please!” she begged.
“No, you’ll after wait!” I warned her.
All this time my fingers were working their magic on her nipple and her cunt, her breathing quickened and her cunt juice flowed. She physically had to bite her lip as her climax neared and an old woman toddled by. I laughed as I withdrew my soaking fingers from her cunt and made her lick them clean. Standing I took her arm and slowly walked her towards the park gate. I kept whispering “someone’s going to be a messy slut tonight”
By the time we reached her flat, I knew she was on the edge of a really hard cum, but I refused to allow her to release that pent up passion. I went to her wardrobe and picked out what looked like an old school pleated skirt. “Does this still fit you” I asked
“Oh yes, master but it’s a lot shorter on me now than it was then” she replied.
“Good it will do perfectly, with a white blouse I think!” I informed her.
She laid out the white blouse and the pleated green skirt on to the bed. I told her to get herself ready as we needed to leave around 8 pm. I instructed her she had time to take a shower, shave her pussy real close and to make sure she did not play with herself I would be there watching. She sighed, but turned to set the shower.
After a light meal, we were ready to go, we picked up her car and I directed her to Camden Town. As she drove, it left me free to play with her already erect nipples and talk dirty to her. I told her, she was going to be the belle of the ball, or maybe that should be belle of the bollocks. I could see her passion rising, as well as her nipples beneath the short jacket she had on.
We parked in a supermarket car park so she would have about 5 minutes walk to Charlie Browns. As she got out the car I went to the boot and opened it, she came round to see what I was getting. The boot was empty so she looked at me with wonder. “Jacket off and put it in here” I demanded. Meekly she removed her jacket and dropped it into the boot. I closed the lid and locked the car up.
I could tell she was excited but to be honest apprehensive about her forth coming experience. Also she shivered, but that could have been just because of the weather, it was moderately cold. This made her stand out as she walked beside me, everyone else had coats on but she had only her white blouse. As a man approached I reached across her and felt her nipple, it was rock hard, I said loud enough for him to hear “My you are really cold babes!”
He made the comment as he passed about giving up a coat then. I smiled as we kept walking. We turned into the Movie house and Eleanor’s face went white. “You’re bringing me here to one of these places, Master, Why?” she asked “we have videos at home where we can be more intimate!” she added.
“You’ll see!” was all I replied. We entered the building and holding her arm I walked cross to the reception area where I asked for our membership card. The man looked up at me, and then scanned the full length of Eleanor, he smiled as he handed me the card. Enjoy your evening here. He commented. I turned and walked Eleanor to the pay booth where I purchased two tickets. As we went through the curtain, there were four doors, two were obviously toilets, the other two lead into the auditoriums one mark ‘Gay’, and the other ‘Hetro’. I told Eleanor to wait here, I needed the loo. I really wanted to check out the toilets and also have Eleanor standing alone outside an adult cinema auditorium, for people to see.
When I came out, she told me, two guys had eyed her from head to foot before going into the ‘Hetro’ door. I took her arm and walk through the same door, the film was already in progress and as my eyes adjusted to the darkness I saw some twenty people already sat in the auditorium. Mostly they were sat on their own, but in a couple of the rows sat pairs of figures. I could see at least two women sat with a partner. Eleanor began to nudge her way into the back row, until I took her arm and led her back to the aisle and walked her down five rows. I indicated to her to move in six seats.
“Why not the back row?” she whispered.
“Turn and look why not!” I replied, when she turned she saw that what ever you did back there would be on view to anyone who happened to turn round. Nervously she smiled. We settled in to watch the film. Two black cocks were double penetrating a small white woman, her cunt and arse looked extremely well stretched. I put my arm around Eleanor, as I whispered, “Relax, enjoy the experience, why don’t you undo the top five buttons on your blouse?”
She never replied but immediately undid the buttons, I opened the loose flaps of her blouse, that undoing her buttons had created, and her deep cleavage was clearly on show. I looked to my left and saw a woman suddenly dip her head into her partners lap. I tapped Eleanor’s arm and nodded in the direction of the couple. Eleanor raised a weak smile.
I then whispered “bet you would like to be taking on those two beautiful cocks, only knowing you, it would be orally”
“OH yeah!” She sighed.
“Undo the remaining buttons slut” I demanded. She blushed as she slowly undid the buttons. As soon as she had completed the task I removed her blouse completely and toyed with her nipples. She sank lower in her seat as she let out a long low moan.
“I am going to leave you now, bitch, taking your blouse with me and I will wait for you outside in the foyer by the toilets” I informed her.
“Oh No Master, please stay!” she begged looking nervously around.
“You will complete a task before you may join me outside!” I informed her. “You must give oral relief to five men and have them cum on your face and breasts. No penetration of your cunt or arse must take place, is that clear, Slut?” I finished.
Eleanor simply nodded. I stood to leave, at the end of the row I turned and said loud enough for those around us to hear “Remember a minimum of five BLOWJOBS and on no account any penetration. I’ll be waiting” I turned and walk up the aisle, stopped at the top and looked back, Eleanor was glancing around as two guys moved in for the kill. I sat myself down on the back row to watch the developments and to offer safety if needed.
The first two guys, obviously aware of the conditions quickly released their pricks and I saw Eleanor reach out and take hold of them. The guys bobbed their heads and were clearly sucking on her nipples. I assumed this double assault would quickly end in her orgasm especially since 4 pm she had been teased to the brink but never allowed to cum. She set about the cock sucking with great gusto taking the first spurt on her chin; I could clearly see this drip down towards her tit. The rest of the spurts went all over her face and even in her hair.
The man moved away after his cum bath on her, just as the second man wanked his spurts over breasts. As they retreated, they spoke and pointed with other men who immediately replaced them. In the hour and a half Eleanor sucked not 5 cocks but managed to take care of 12. Her face was plastered with cum, her chest and tits looked like a road map with streaks of white everywhere. She stood up on unsteady feet and made her way up the aisle, before spotting me sat there with a wide grin on my face. I rose and followed her out, in the foyer she asked to go clean up in the loo, I refused instead she was to put her blouse back on and we would go get the car. She was terrified as she knew we had a 5 minute walk back to the car. But she had no choice.
As I drove her back to her flat, I asked her “what it felt like to be a cum bucket for so many men”
“Strange but sexy” replied Eleanor. She kept looking around as I drove, hoping no one would see and be able to tell she had cum all over her face and hair. Her blouse now streaked with the wetness from the loads deposited on her breasts, clearly showed her prominent nipples protruding.
We walked into the living room at her flat to find Teresa, George and Emma sat side by side on the sofa watching a movie. They all turned to stare at Eleanor as I made her sit in the chair facing them. “Tell them, about your experience tonight. Eleanor?” I demanded.
She began relating how I had teased her and kept her on edge for over 4 hours, never letting her cum. She explained that we had joined an adult movie club in Camden and that George would probably love it as it had a separate gay theatre inside.
She then went of to describe how the first two guys had started sucking her nipples whilst she handled their cocks and the fact that at some stage they both had given her love bites on her breasts. She continued with how exciting it was to not only have two cocks to play with but she could not describe adequately the feeling of them shoot their cum over her tits and face. She then described in great detail how one after another the cocks kept Cumming. Culminating in the last cock she sucked was a monster, must have been 15 inches long and as black as the ace of spades, when he came it was like a fire hose gushing out its white payload all over my face and chest.
I looked across at the three captive audiences; there was Teresa with her hand stuffed down the top of her skirt clearly strumming away on her clit as her breathing rapidly increased.
Emma with her top pulled up pinching and squeezing her nipples as her orgasm broke and poor George sat there with the biggest hardest hard-on in entire life.
“Eleanor, Remove your blouse and show them the true fruits of your oral labors!” I demanded.
She removed her blouse and the clear signs of the fresh love bites were obvious and to be fair Eleanor wore then almost as battle medals, she was so proud of her self. I instructed Emma to lick clean Eleanor’s chest whilst George and Teresa were told to lick clean her face. Eagerly they all set about their tasks and Eleanor enjoyed another massive orgasm.
Later George asked me for the address of the movie house and became a regular visitor there, sometimes alone or other times accompanied by the four of us. But there we leave this true story as the characters went forward in the separate lives destined to probably never cross paths again. BUT WHO KNOWS.
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iVisit the Brilliance Bar (Takes place after "iHire an Idiot". Carly visits the Pear Store to see if there is more between Ashley and Freddie than him helping her with a sociology paper. But it seems that Ashley isn't interested in Freddie. Her interest is in someone else in the iCarly crew.)(Notes: The episode "iPearStore" where Freddie goes to work at the Pear Store takes place in season 6, two seasons after "iHire an Idiot" but I'm assuming that he worked there before then and that's where...
Hey guys! This is Sapna Patel and I am back with another juicy experience of my incredible sex life. This is my sixth story here and this time I am going to tell you about a role play I had with my boyfriend. I had this experience in January of this month. I hope you like the story. Leave your reviews and comments. Do tell me what would you like to read next in comments. So it was just another night, we have just had sex and were just lying on the bed tired and breathing heavily. He: That was...
Tina Hamilton didn’t need to announce her arrival at Dan’s front door, Sarg sensed his brother was very near and grew overly excited. While the two dogs greeted each other and began to play, Tina was welcomed into the waiting arms of Wendy, Karen, and Dan. “I’m not surprised you’re early for your twenty-four-hour date with Dan,” Karen kidded, her eyes taking in her sensual beauty clothed in a low top and very short pleated skirt. “So what are your plans for you and Dan today?” “I thought...
Here I am listening to how my fiancée had earlier in the week done drugs with the bodyguard of the famous rapper that I was working with and then proceeded to blow him to a double orgasm while cumming all over his fingers in the back of the artist’s stretch limousine. “After he came so hard down my throat, I was still half-swallowing his snake down my throat while breathing shallowly and fucking his hand. I unexpectedly started orgasming so deliciously, that I didn’t stop shaking for a few...
She clearly remembered one of their first dates in the library when she convinced Viktor to meet up with her in the back of the library, a usually secluded area that was home to old, mismatched couches. Hermione was a bit nervous before Viktor showed up. None of the few students in the library had wandered to the vacant area but the idea hadn't been pushed out of her mind. She had chosen not to wear her customary robes, but went with a more casual outfit. Nothing slutty, but something a...
It had been another long day aboard the Merboran IV trying to translate human nonsense, conjecture, speculation, racism, classism, pollution, destruction, extinction, and downright barbarity into something that would not have the entire galactic community slapping even more restrictions on the Dunkar system. Despite his best efforts to always inject positive points about humans - including the many humanitarian efforts, charities, NGOs, advances in art, science, engineering, botany, computer...
Mittwochmorgen war immer Schulschwimmen und Markus hatte es sich im Whirlpool des Schwimmbads gemütlich gemacht, von dem er einen guten Blick auf das Schwimmerbecken hatte. Kurz vor acht kamen auch schon die ersten jungen Hühner aus der Umkleide, alle in hautengen Badeanzügen und es war schwer für ihn seinen Schwanz unter Kontrolle zu halten, als die ersten damit begannen, sich auf den Startklötzen aufzuwärmen und sich dabei nach vorne beugten, was ihre Ärsche richtig nett zur Geltung...
Mind ControlI apologize ahead of time to the Brits, the Scots, the Masai, Rednecks, Grammarians, and military people in general. I did some research, enough to not screw up the basics too badly. So, forgive the things I got wrong, and try to enjoy the story. The wedding was getting closer. And we both were getting nervous. Her mother had decided to come, at the last minute. Amanda was a mess. I probably didn’t help much. “I’m sure we’ll get along, honey. And if we don’t, it won’t matter. I’ll still...
Some Time Later I woke out of a bad dream with a loud noise, I think of my own making, something about teasing a vicious carnivorous bull terrified me. Lilly was jacking me off just to piss the bull off. I struggled to wake up. I became aware of a presence, a kind of radiance like heat coming from all my surroundings with an essence, a beautiful smell. I didn’t know where I was but remembered I wasn’t at home. Then I remembered them. I was aroused, aware, I was on my back, naked with an...
The period starting with my suspension through Christmas was probably the worst time in my life. Frank and Eddie decided the maintenance area wasn't large enough in the barn so they built a large shop, using the lumber from the auction. I helped lay the forms and prepare the area for the contractor to come in and pour the flooring and we had the building ready in just over three weeks, due to rain delays and allowing time for the cement to set. I hated the days as it was either windy or...
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SASHA CHECKED THE CALENDAR on her iPhone and the itinerary in her hand. Getting up from the couch, she went to find Dad. She found him busy writing on his laptop. It looked like he was deep into his novel. Knowing how fleeting creativity could be, she hesitated, debating whether to bother him. "What's up?" he asked, typing away. She smiled. He hadn't even looked up. For sure he was hardwired to her. "You remember we're going to San Fran tomorrow, don't you?" she asked. "No we're...
We made it into the kitchen and started breakfast or, more accurately, brunch. Joan called. Eve had to run into the living room for her purse and phone. She walked into the kitchen with it. "Good morning, Joan. We're up and starting brunch." Joan said, "May we join you?" I nodded. Eve said, "Of course, come on. I guess you will bring Todd?" "Yes. We're on the way to the car. See you soon." "Okay. Bye." She thumbed it off. She looked down at her almost revealed body. "I guess...
THAT MFSOB! If he weren’t dead, I’d find him and kill him myself. Decryption I found the combination of 32 characters that, when put together in the right order, made a 512-bit encryption key. If you are interested, it is 15b41d13f8ed2d1e36db00b5e18d2b3e. Here’s a bit of advice. If you get hold of this MF thumb drive, don’t enter the encryption key! Fortunately, the damage was limited. I was being lazy and too excited that I’d found a possible breakthrough to be careful. Dag had plugged...
Every one of her stories reminded him of one of his own. She was an organizer and so was he and they’d been through practically the same shit. They drank gallons of coffee afterward, getting chucked out when the restaurant closed and migrating to a cafe on the main drag where they had low tables and sofas, and they never stopped talking. “You know,” Hilda said, stretching and yawning, “it’s coming up on four AM.” “No way,” he said, but his watch confirmed it. “Christ.” He tried to think of...
Unannounced visitors were not very common, especially in the middle of the day, so when the knock came at the door for Lisa Ingles, she was caught a little off guard. Little did she know that she was about to be introduced to a world of experiences that would shift her reality and alter her life completely. Little did she know that she was about to become an entirely new woman. She opened the door to find herself staring, face to face, with a beautiful black woman who looked more like...
by Rachel Maher, SLUT, ''We'll be back tomorrow at about eight pm ''Yes mom'' said the girl standing at the doorway holding a bowl of cereal in one hand and slowly closing the door with the other ''Rachel, make sure the house is still tidy for when we get back'' said her mother opening the car door in the driveway ''Yes mom!'' said Rachel 'Cya tommorrow!' ''Cya'' shouted a deep voice from the passanger seat. The door slammed shut. There stood Rachel. She was about 5...