Jayne
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I plan out an evening for both of us to spend some time alone. I would have the appt. to myself because all the roomies would be somewhere else and have agreed to not come back here for the night.
I start out by arranging something that I think you would really like. I decided to treat you to a professional underwear. The gown is long, red, and has a zipper in the back which would extend to the bottom of your back. The note says,
“I love you Jayne. The limo is going to drop you off at my house. Come inside and immediately go into Mike’s room to change into your new dress. Do not open the door to my room. Once you are changed go into the kitchen. I will be waiting for you there.”
You sip your champagne and the limo drops you off at my front door. You walk inside. The entire room is dark except for the approx 40 candles that are lit and scattered around the room. You take your package and walk into mikes room. There is a table on the right wall and when you walk in you see a dozen roses.
You Begin to take off your cloths in front of the wall mirror. You remove your shirt and your pants and look at yourself just wearing your bra and underwear. You spend a split second wondering why I love you so much but then your mind moves on to your anticipation for the rest of the night. You lightly brush your chest and your stomach with your fingers. You reach down and touch yourself softly on the outside of your underwear. You realize that you are already a little bit damp. Your finger lingers there for a few seconds as you close your eyes and picture me touching you. You continue to take off your bra and underwear. Now you are completely naked standing in front of the mirror.
You take a second to look at your breasts. You look at your scar on your stomach. You look at your legs, and you look at the shape of your hips. You close your eyes and think about me holding you. You think about me walking up behind you and cupping your breasts with both of my hands as I kiss your neck. You want to touch yourself again but you remember that you should get dressed.
You put on the black underwear I bought you and look at yourself in the mirror. They look amazing on your naked body. You pick up the dress and slowly step into it. You pull it up and look at yourself. You think it looks really good on you. Unfortunately you can not zip up the zipper in the back all the way. Shrugging you figure that I’ll fix it in a minute.
You open the door and the smell of fresh bread as well Italian something has overtaken the smell of candles. Now it is a bit after 7:00 and you walk into the kitchen to see a two person table fully set with burning candles on each side. You look around and realize that I’m not in the room. You wonder wear I am but as you take a few steps in you hear a noise behind you.
Before you can turn you feel my hands touch your sides and wrap around your stomach. Your hands reach down and touch mine as I close in behind you and whisper against your neck. “I love you Jayne.” I immediately kiss your neck as you take a deep breath and tell me you love me. I turn you around and Kiss you on the lips. The contact between us is magical. As our lips touch we both instantly grab for each other. We kiss passionately for quite some time. As I kiss your lips my hands are moving over your back. I realize your zipper isn’t up all the way and I take the opportunity to touch the skin on your back with my hand. I am tempted to unzip your dress right there but I know I have something planned for the rest of the night. I zip your dress up all the way and our kissing slows down. After a last peck I say that we should eat.
I open the oven and pull out a Sicilian style pizza. As I am doing this you take the opportunity to notice that I am wearing my other new suit. You think I look great and you wonder what the rest of the night is going to have planned. We eat and talk and drink a couple glasses of wine.
After dinner is done we move to the living room. I turn on some soft music and I ask you if you would like to dance. You agree and we meet in the middle of the room. I wrap my hands around your lower back as you wrap your arms around my neck. We dance like this for a while. You tell me that you love me. I smile, tell you I love you too, and I kiss your neck. I keep kissing your neck as we are dancing and you are slowly getting more and more turned on. I move over and I kiss your lips. We kiss like this for several minutes until I whisper into your ear that I want you to come into my room.
When I open my door we walk in. Things are pretty normal. There are some candles and the bed is moved away from the wall so it is more in the middle of the room. Immediately to the left is a full size mirror. We walk in and I close the door behind us. I walk you in front of the mirror and I stand behind you.
In the mirror you see mainly yourself but also my hands holding your sides and my face kissing your neck. I look at you in the mirror and say, “you look beautiful.” I reach behind you and slowly pull down the zipper in your new dress. I pull it all the way to the bottom and I take a moment to look at your bare back. I brush your back with my hands. Starting on the bottom I hold your sides and back. I rub my hands up along till I call feel the side of your breasts against my fingers. I linger there for a few seconds and the run my hands up underneath the straps of the dress. I hold them for a second and then slowly slide them off of your shoulders.
Your dress drops and you are standing in front of the mirror, once again wearing nothing but the new black underwear I bought for you. I look at you for a second and re-tell you that you are beautiful. We stand here together.
I am pressed against your back as my hands wander your entire body. I start with them wrapped around your stomach. I move them up and touch your stomach. I keep moving them up and I cup both of your breasts. As I do this I kiss your neck. You take a deep breath and close your eyes. I do not close my eyes because I love looking at you. I rub my hands over the front of your body for several minutes. I move them back down towards your stomach and feel the top of the underwear with my fingers. I run my hands over the top of them and then cup your area with my hand. You throw your head back as I feel how much you have been anticipating this. I massage my hand over you for a little while. I get to feel how the underwear presses against you. I get to listen to you breath a little bit harder as I press my finger harder against you. I get to feel your dampness increase as you push yourself against me.
I move my hand and grab yours. I lead you to the bed and sit you on the edge of it. I walk behind you and grab something. You don’t look at what it is but soon your eyes are covered by a blue silk rag. I tie it behind your head and you realize that you can not see anything. I walk in front of you and kiss your lips.
You slowly lie down and I crawl on top of you kissing you softly. I slowly take your left hand and outstretch it to the corner of the bed. You know what I am doing as I tie your wrist to the bedpost with another silk rag. I kiss down your arm and across your chest and take your other hand to the left post. Now I kiss your lips as you are tied to my bed wearing nothing but your new black underwear.
You feel me crawl off the bed and make some noise a bit farther away in the room. I come back and tell you I love you. Sit on the bed in between your legs. You feel me against you and realize that I am now naked.
I take my time rubbing my hands over your entire body. I feel your chest and your nipples and your neck and your face and your sides and your legs and everywhere over and over again. But I do not touch your special area yet. Then I reach behind me and grab something. You feel me adjust as I reach for the top of your underwear. You lift yourself up a little bit to aid as I remove them from around you. I take a moment to look at you and I realize how soon I am going to need to be inside of you. How soon I am going to need to enter you. But I hold off.
Instead I grabbed a silk rag that has been cut in several places. I take this rag and softly brush it against your skin all over your body. As I run it along your legs I can tell it feels really good and that I’m teasing you immensely. I softly run the silk over your now excited slit and you take a deep breath in. I play around softly teasing you for a few seconds until I can not handle it anymore. I shift myself down in front of you and breathe on your softness. I kiss the top of your area. I love doing this because I love the taste of you. I love feeling your wetness along my tongue. I run my tongue along you for several minutes. Just up and down; pushing it inside of you on occasion. You are getting excited and I can feel that you are getting ready to orgasm. I do not stop because you asked me not to. I press my face against you as your wetness just flows into me. I love the way you taste. The way you feel against my mouth. I keep licking you until I think that you are done orgasaming.
You feel me move and stand up. I walk along the bed and I take my now excited penis and touch it against your tied up hand. You move your fingers a little bit and play with the head. I know you want me to enter you. I move my penis along your arm just brushing it against you softly. I stop and walk around the bed and do the same thing to your other hand. I put it against your fingers for you to touch for a little while. Then I move it along your arm.
You turn your head and I can tell that you want me to put it against your lips. I move it along and touch the tip of my penis to the edge of your mouth. You open your mouth and take my head inside of you. It feels wonderful. You suck on just the head for a little while but I slowly push it further into your mouth. You take it generously and move your tongue around it inside of your mouth. You begin bobbing your head over it and pull your self up a bit closer.
You opened your legs a little bit and allowed me to tough your vagina with my fingers. I run my finger over your slit slowly. I am doing this as you are moving your mouth against me. I press my finger inside of you and you take a huge breath. I am getting ready to go but I don’t want to yet. Even though I love it when I can go into your mouth, I want to save it for a little longer. I pull away from your mouth letting you give me one last kiss on the head of my penis.
I crawl on top of you and kiss your mouth softly telling you that I love you. I position myself in between your legs and you know this is when I’m going to enter you. I bend your knees so I can get a good view of your area and I press my penis against you. I don’t enter you more then a half an inch and I just leave it there for a second. You feel so warm and ready for me. I consider teasing you by rubbing myself over you for a few minutes. I decide to push myself into you a little further. I love the way you wrap around me. I push myself in a little further. I’m about half in right now. You feel so soft and wet. I push myself a bit farther. You are breathing harder now as I push myself in a little more. I am almost all the way inside of you right now. I lean over you and push myself all the way in.
You moan at the feel of me inside of you. I moan at the feel of me inside you. You tell me you love me as I begin puling myself out again. I pull all the way out so I can enter you completely again. I press against you and this time in one fluid and soft motion I push all the way inside of you. You try to move your hands so you can wrap them around me but they are tied. I pull myself out again and Push inside of you again. This time a little bit faster. I keep pulling out and pushing in. In……. out…… in…….. out…… in…… out……. Faster and faster and faster… in…. out…in… out….in… out… in … out… in…. out………
You are screaming now… no pillow to cover your mouth.. no inhibitions… you are being extremely vocal. I love it when you are loud. I keep going.. in and out and in and out and in and out….
And then I reach over and with one swift pull I untie your hands. I rip of your blindfold so I can see your eyes. You immediately wrap your arms around me bringing me very close to you. I don’t stop my motion of being inside of you. I enter… leave… enter.. leave… in… out… in… .out….. I push all the way inside of you as you moan every time. You ask me not to stop. I tell you that I don’t have much time left…. I push inside of you… I push inside of you again… I push inside of you…. You ask me to go inside of you. I was hoping you would do this because I really really wanted to.
I push…. I push against you again… and again… in.. out.. in out… in.. out…. I push in as hard as I can go… I only have one or two more pumps till I am going to explode inside of you. You are at the peak of your orgasm and I push inside of you. I stay for a while just pushing against you. I pull out and push myself all the way in side of you and I can’t hold it any longer. I explode deep inside of your love canal. You can feel all my fluids filling you up…. I pull out and push myself back in as I continue to go inside of you. I can’t stop moving myself in and out of you.
I love feeling myself inside of you. I keep looking at how beautiful you are. I keep feeling how I never want to not be with you. I push myself all the way in again. I keep going in and out of you. Slower now because I’m exhausted. I can feel your softness against my penis. I enter and exit you slowly now as I wear down. I do this for a little while until I’m completely tired. I push all the way inside of you. As I kiss you. I kiss your lips softly. I love kissing your lips. I pull away and look into your eyes. I brush the hair out of your face and while I’m still inside of you I say “I love you Jayne.”
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This is a real life story happened with my sister. I have being fantasizing her since childhood & wanted to kiss her passionately so much that I finally took the courage to ask her & made her to do so. My sis has beau soft lips & average breast size, which I just love so much to suck. She is married but I could have given anything to be her husband. We both were visiting our relative in a small town & have been put to stay in one room. At night my sister wanted me to go out of the room so...
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BBW Porn SitesSeptember 1981, Milford, Ohio Friday was routine until lunchtime. Afternoon classes had been canceled for both Elyse and me because of the Labor Day weekend, so I drove back to the apartment instead of having lunch on campus. Elyse and I packed our overnight bags and waited for Kathy and Bethany, who arrived as planned, and we left Chicago just before 4:00pm. It was my goal to make the trip to Milford in just under five and a half hours, which I could do if we grabbed fast food on the way...
Fantasy Night Turns into Femdom nightmareBackground Chapter One Annie & Eddie had been married for about 18 months. Annie was a 31 year-old stunning brunet who was 5’10? tall, 135 pounds - in all the right places. She had a classically beautiful face, firm 36 D breasts, lovely nipples and the sweetest tasting pussy Eddied had ever known. Eddie was a successful 50 year-old, married once before without children. He was 6’2? tall and was in reasonable shape physically. He considered...
by aliveinpr Sometimes, when a person’s fantasy is fulfilled, other fantasies are fulfilled too. Can fantasies cancel each other when the wife acts on her husbands fantasy, but then her own hidden fantasy is brought to the surface? Again Bob suggested to his wife, Donna, that he would like her to have sex with another man. He kept telling her that he thought it was really hot to think of her being fucked by another man. Donna was getting tired of having to tell him that he was the only...
The advertisement appeared in all of the major daily newspapers and on television: ‘Fantasy Island Getaway.’ Win the opportunity of a lifetime and live out your sexual fantasies on a tropical island holiday. 10 Days and nights in Paradise with all of your sexual needs catered for in luxurious accommodation. All you have to do is to fill out the attached form and tell us in twenty five words or less about your fantasy. Television viewers just dial the toll free number or log on to our Web...
Fantasy Cruise Rating - X, M-F, F-M, multiple transformations, magic transformation, fast transformation I wouldn't say things had gotten stale, rather more routine. After twenty-five years of marriage my wife and I knew each other and had a rhythm to our lovemaking. Now both in our fifties lovemaking was typically every third night and followed a set of well-rehearsed motions. I'm not complaining, I love my wife, but lately I've had to dig deep into my fantasies in order to satisfy...
********************************************************************** Another chapter in the tales of Fantasy Island, and Mr. Rourke's gender- bending potion. Fantasy Island: The Anniversary Gift Don Jenkins should have been happy: He was sitting in a seaplane, flying toward an island paradise, for some easy consulting work. Why had he been picked by his company? He wasn't the best computer consultant; there were lots of younger, more ambitious people in the company. Such were...
It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against her back, a smooth hairless pelvis nuzzled up against her buttocks and a tone fit leg...
Author’s Note: These stories are a continuation of member/author Walterio’s excellent 12 part series, Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman and his extra story Peggy Sanford and the Secret Society. After I read his stories all I could think was ‘That was hot! I wish I was her.’ Walterio wrote these in response to member/author Peggy46’s invitation to anyone to continue or add to the stories that she wrote about herself and her wild sex life. I tried to fill in enough background information to make this...
I am almost losing my courage sitting in the waiting room at the reception of a well known publicly listed Australian company. I am wearing business attire, short black skirt with slits, white lace blouse, makeup with summer colours, black hose, heels and Amani perfume. To the outsider I might be mistaken for a job candidate as I had my resume folder with me, just in case. My appointment was at 10.00 and I had been waiting for over ½ an hour. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea being here. I...
Group SexFantasy Inc : The Full story . By Carl East Striding down the city sidewalks, Colin kept an eye out looking for the conference hall where he was scheduled to be. His eyes took everything in and he silently acknowledged that the city was where he came alive. He loved the way cars and buses played dodge with each other and the occasional fool-hardy pedestrian. Seeing his reflection as he passed the shop window he stopped to assess his appearance. This gathering was very important and he wanted to...
Erotic FictionFantasy Girl: A November Halloween Story By: PYT Since puberty, Jessica had dreamed of developing the kind of curves that would get her noticed by the boys at school. Unfortunately, her body had other plans. Jessica wasn't ugly, but she thought she was and that counted for a lot. It didn't help that she was flat as a board. There were freshman boys at school that had more up top than her, especially the fat ones. That's why she had drawn the large female symbol on the floor as...
“Thank you ... Zax”. A middle aged woman with a combed black hair and a bit of weight around her waist walked toward him with hands down and holding one another. “You shouldn’t, Mrs. Inoki “. Zax shook his head. The woman was the mother of his childhood friends, Weysey Inoki. Mrs. Inoki came to stand beside him, but her view was on the large group of children having the time of their life fighting the living snowmen. “Our home is at the periphery of us, newcomers’ huts. The hut next to us...
Through her wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pussy-hair, then drop into the bowl. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. "Mike?" she called. "Yeah?" her husband answered, pushing the bathroom door open. "Well, aren't you a pretty sight?" he said. "Look, who's talking. You look as bad as I feel," she said with a smile. Her husband was naked except for a towel around his mid-section, his flaccid...
Sarah and I communicated well when she had time for conversation, often after her shift was over. She made it clear that she liked me as more than just a patient, and in addition to liking her, I found myself lusting for her constantly. It wasn't so bad in the mountains when there were no distractions, but to see it around me every day flamed my desire. She caught up with me while I was in physical therapy. After a couple of cheers, she said, "I got her cell phone. I'll see you...
Lamax system was only 61 lightyears distant to Faysummit system. Meaning the superfast Colt reached Faysummit only 136 minutes. Roy was getting more anxious by the moment. The closer he got the more he felt convinced that his mother was close and that she was in great peril. The Colt was brand-new and by law, it was his ship. The Phantasian who piloted the ride was an employee or more precise a contractor. Tanya was right, this passenger cabin was not big enough for Partner, but then this...
Our business is called "Fantasy Camp". It was basically a cross between "Make a Wish" and the old TV Show "Fantasy Island". People would come in and we would video tape them explaining their fantasies, give them a price that included a handsome profit and, once it was agreed upon, we would give them not only their fantasy, but a professionally edited video (or series of if necessary) of them living their fantasy with their voice over or picture in picture describing their fantasy as they are...
Fantasy Cruise By Leslie Leigh I was totally burned-out. The feature project which I had been working on for the last six months was drawing to an end. Production was wrapping and the crew was saying its good byes. The production company was excited about the product, a futuristic action adventure film, shot in Atlanta, with two of the hottest box office stars in the world. Figuring that it would easily net in excess of $80 million in theatrical release alone, and grateful that we...