The Kinky Adventures of Bounty and Sara
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My name is Joe, I am 50 years old and have a wife Sara the same age. A few months ago my life changed like you wouldn’t believe.
Here goes.
I am a builder, and I was in town one day looking to call into the Architects office to discuss the drawings for the extension I had won the contract to build. As I walked down the street, there was a small child playing excitedly on the pavement. I didn’t pay much attention to her, but I should have, because she was just about to change my life.
As I neared the point the little girl and another child (and I assume her brother) were playing, teasing each other and play fighting, the boy made a grab for her which made her shriek and try to run away from him.
She ran straight out into the road. It’s funny how people say things happen in slow motion at times of drama, and before this I thought it was crap to be honest with you, but believe me the awareness I felt of seeing the girl run into the road, the truck bearing down on her seemed to last forever, but even that wasn’t the same as the horrified look on her mothers face as the scene played out in front of her.
I am not a hero I tell you now, I simply acted as any man would, I instinctively ran for the little girl and snatched her up a split second before the truck terminated her short life. I cut it that fine that as I dived in front of the truck to pick her up, the truck caught me what was luckily a only a glancing blow.
I say a glancing blow, but it was enough to break my leg, as opposed to killing me I suppose this was a minor contact.
Well to cut a very long story as short as I can, I was in the hospital for 10 days, in traction feeling pretty pissed at missing work, work that as a self employed contractor I couldn’t afford. I had had all the visits from the grateful family and enough slaps on the back to cause more damage than the truck, when one day the grandfather of the little girl came to see me.
He looked quite secretive and furtive as he sat by my bed, ‘I want to repay you for the life of my granddaughter’ he said. ‘Oh look I only did…’ was all I could say when he said ‘listen I know what you are going to say, and I don’t care, be quiet and listen. I shut up and thought ‘humour him, it obviously means a great deal to him’
The old man then changed my life
‘I work for the government’ he said ‘We have developed over the last few years, a drug that enables us control those elements of society that are a nuisance, by controlling how they think and act’. He handed me a little box, which, when I opened it contained hundreds of little white pills. ‘If you ever repeat anything I am now going to tell you we will both be in mortal danger. In return for saving my granddaughter I am giving you these pills. These pills when taken by a subject renders them totally susceptible to suggestion and control. Anyone taking these pills can be instructed to act in any fashion you want, and the beauty is, you can then order them to forget anything that occurred as a result of that control’
To say I was sceptical would be an understatement, but the old man’s sincerity and intensity made be take him at his word. ‘Use them wisely and they will bring you what you want from life’ he said and promptly left.
I was discharged from the hospital and went home to carry on life as usual, the pills were in my bag but the credence I gave to his story was nil. This meant I delayed in actually trying them out. One day my wife and I were having a bit of a cuddle in the kitchen and I was getting a little horny, and tried to instigate a little action. Sara pushed me away saying ‘I haven’t time for that lover, you’ll just have to wait.
‘If ever there was a time to test those damn pills it’s now’ I thought. I went upstairs and searched my bag and found them, put one in my hand and went downstairs. ‘Ok do you want a cuppa’? I said all friendly ‘yes please but don’t make it too weak like you usually do’
I made the tea and slipped a tablet into it and took it to her, we chatted a little and I waited until she had finished it, then another 10 minutes (as I had been instructed) for it to get into her system. ‘Ok it’s now or never I thought expecting to feel the biggest fool ever when the damn things turned out to be useless.
‘Sara come here’ I said deliberately curtly to test the water, she did just that, ‘what do you want Joe’ she said ‘I don’t think I want to wait for a bit of a cuddle, do it here and now’ I said and waited with bated breath for the inevitable argument, but was amazed when she said ‘Ok anything you say Joe’
Sara had willingly sucked my cock over the years, but after letting me come in her mouth once right at the very beginning she refused to do it anymore saying she didn’t like it.
‘Here goes nothing’ I thought ‘Give me a blow job baby’ I commanded and was amazed when down she went without a single second’s hesitation. She pulled my cock from my trousers and proceeded to suck me off with gusto. As I neared my orgasm a few minutes later I said to her ‘Now listen girl, you are really horny for my cum and you are really keen for me to cum in your mouth, now finish me off and do it like you really mean it’
Sara sucked like a pro and when I said ‘Jesus here it comes’ I was dumbfounded when, without any coercion she tilted her head back, stuck out her tongue and made me shoot massive amounts of cum onto her tongue and into her mouth. She held my cum that way letting me see it in her mouth, before she pursed her lips and swallowed it all as sexily as she could.
‘Oh boy, how am I going to enjoy this’ I thought, but I was unsure how to play the situation. I needed to know if the grandfather’s claims about making people forget what has happened was true. I commanded her to forget all that had just happened, and told her to revert back to as she was before, she had no recollection of the blow job and she still felt as she did before. To test this out I said ‘Hey honey, how about a blow job and letting my cum in your mouth’ ‘Look Joe I’ve told you countless times over the years that I don’t like it and I’m not doing it’ ‘and at the risk of repeating myself I’ve just told you I haven’t time’
Over the next few weeks I had the greatest sex life a man could have. I stuck to sex with Sara and didn’t use my ‘powers’ to rape or abuse any other women, although the temptation was massive. I made her a willing accomplice in all the sex we had, but always returned her to her previous state rather than make her a ‘slut wife’ as I always thought it was sexier that way, being around her as her natural self, yet having no idea what she was getting up to at times.
We sometimes made love rather than had sex in daring places, we played out a ‘Brief Encounter’ type scene on the steam railway that ran across the local moors. We had a couple of attempts of securing an empty carriage (remember these are old fashioned single room, no corridor carriages) where we acted out or strangers fantasy.
Sometimes it was loving in the respect that I regressed her to when she was a virgin. This was awesome as it wasn’t just role-play, she actually WAS in her mind a young timid, shy, virgin about to give herself to me.
One night I turned her into a prostitute. I made her go and stand on a certain street dressed in mini skirt, stockings etc looking soooo fucking hot. However the game was that she didn’t go with anyone, that she waited for me to be her customer. However she was told that she did not know me, that I was a total stranger. I also ordered her to be herself, she was Sara, we were having severe financial problems and she had been reduced to prostituting herself as a means of escape, she had to do this completely as her normal self.
On the night in question I duly turned up and approached her on the street, after the negotiations she got in my car and I drove to a dark alley. Imagine the scenario, it was so surreal and massively exciting, here I was watching
my own wife whoring herself with a ‘stranger’ I got to see first hand how the scene would play out, how she would act and what she would do etc, while all the time being the one to fuck her. Unreal man unreal.
Taking her skimpy little panties off, fingering her pussy and fucking that red hot little box with her stocking clad legs round my waist, was awesome. But it was because all the time she knew she was Sara yet thought she was a prostitute for real, I blew my stack. As usual the next morning she knew absolutely nothing about what occurred the previous night and I couldn’t take my eyes off the ‘dirty little whore’ could life get any better?
Other times it get a bit naughty on my part, one day after feeding her the tablet I raped her, she really believed she was being raped by a burglar. I found the experience totally awesome, but after witnessing the distress I caused (even though I eradicated it from her mind totally afterwards) I decided it wasn’t what I should be putting my wife through.
The life continued, but was to take a major step up. There was two issues, one for me and one for Sara, which was to escalate the life I was leading.
First me
As the weeks went on, as I was enjoying myself I knew that there was one thing nagging in the back of my mind. Although things were awesome, there was one thing I wanted, and I knew what it was.
For years I had wanted to watch my wife with another man. Going back almost 30 years to my young working life, to a time I worked for a company with a maintenance contract at a local factory. There was a situation where there was many a filing cabinet on the shop floor absolutely packed with girlie mags, which over a couple of years I must have read most. In these mags on the story/confessions/letters pages I came across the genre (if that’s what it is) of wife watching. Throughout the ensuing years I have been amazed at how massive a niche this is and how many people share this taste.
However whereas a lot of couples actually turn this into really, for me it has never been an option. Sara would NEVER, and I mean never, contemplate such a ‘perversion’, I know, I have brought it up in conversation in a way that always sounded like I meant it as an idea for others and certainly not us. Her reaction was always one of disgust, and believe me those stories of wives secretly wanting it to happen, or going from shy wife to slut wife in the process is absolutely not Sara, so forget it!
Although I played around with other ‘games’ this one started to become a bit obsessive and was taking up most of my thoughts. Once I had decided I just had to experience this, I set to work.
Being a builder I had been part of a self-build scheme and had built my own house to my own specs. The bedroom I had built was massive, as I always had plans to build walk in wardrobes down two sides, but paid work always took up my time. When I put my plans into action I spent long nights and weekends building ‘the set’ for my fantasy to come true.
I partitioned off down one side of the room and along a width wall. Down the side of the room I built a false wall, creating a three feet wide cubby hole the length of the bedroom, accessible from another bedroom and installed a massive two-way mirror. Along the bottom I put genuine walk-in wardrobes with two way mirrors. This had a false side wall which could be removed, allowing me to walk (creep?) between the two. The work took a few months and it was easy to hide everything from Sara, I just told her she had seen nothing! simple. With my cubby hole carpeted out for silent movement, and the wardrobe doors locked from the inside so I couldn’t be suddenly discovered, I was ready.
I positioned the bed up against the wall down the side and just a few feet in from the bottom, so I could be as physically close to the action as possible. The room looked a bit out of place and to be honest anyone taking much notice would think it looked suspicious and ‘set up’ Because of this I left some building tools and materials around so it looked like it was the only place for the bed to go.
I eagerly awaited the first chance to put my plan into operation, I chose a Saturday night. I gave Sara her first pill, and having worked out they lasted about 4 hours before they started to wear off I gave her another and told her to absolutely make sure that before coming home she must take the second one.
I/we got her ready, she was to wear black stockings and suspenders, tiny lacy black panties with lace tie-ups at the side (believe it or not I’m not a great fan of the thong, and much prefer lacy knickers) and black lacy bra that was very thin and allowed her nipples to show poking through the material. She finished her ensemble with a little black cocktail dress that was probably a bit too short to wear with stockings but I thought with care she could avoid anyone who saw her from seeing them. Black ‘strappy’ shoes with high heels completed her outfit.
Sara stood in front of me, She was 50 years old, 5ft 1in with bleached blond shoulder length hair (don’t they all now?) a slim figure, 34c breasts still pert and a tight black pubic bush covering her ‘down there’ under her clothes.
I was rock hard.
I also had a dilemma, do I send Sara out there as herself, fully aware of what she was doing, but unable to stop herself, or do I send her out unaware of what is going on. I decided to take a risk and send her out to ‘pull’ as her natural self.
Sara left the house when the taxi arrived, with specific instructions and orders, she was powerless to resist but I thought I saw a flicker of fear in her eyes. When she had gone I settled down to wait.
Sara was going to a function organized by a local club she belonged to, it was being held at a hotel in the town. There was an itinerary for the evening’s proceedings, so I knew what time to expect her home if everything went according to plan.
About half past twelve, I heard a taxi pull up outside the house. I raced through the hall and up the steps in the dark and took up my position to wait. I didn’t really expect much and rather pessimistically waited for her to enter the house alone. Imagine that little electric shock of excitement when I heard voices in the hallway.
With the blood racing and pounding in my ears, it took me a moment or two to actually register what I was hearing. There wasn’t two voices there was more, I listened intently and in time realised there was three voices other than Sara’s all male! ‘What the fuck did she think she was doing’? A later discussion revealed that as she was trying to follow orders (or acting instinctively as she thought) and pull a man she had selected, she found it impossible to part him from his friends and to cut a long story short she decided that she must bring three home as opposed to none.
This wasn’t part of my plan, but what the fuck could I do?
I then heard voices climbing the stairs, Sara had followed orders and insisted they use the bedroom. When they walking into the room I was stunned, she had indeed brought three men home. They were all wearing tuxedoes and looked ‘rich’ if you know what I mean clean cut, tanned, smart etc. Sara looked astonishing, and she had one man with his hand on her arse trying to kiss her. Just wait a moment we have all night she said, and went into the bathroom to freshen up.
It was then Gary took a box out of his pocket and handed 3 little blue pills round, ‘take the Viagra boys, I know we won’t need it to start, but by the time we need a rest they will have taken effect and will guarantee you are up to the task’
Sara stepped out of the bathroom and stood in the room, ‘why don’t you come here pretty lady and see what we have got for you’ Steve said and with that my fantasy commenced.
They all approached Sara and started simultaneously kissing, pawing and groping her. Ricky was kissing her neck from behind and pulled the zip down on her dress. Gary standing in front of her pull
ed the dress off her shoulders and pushed it down slowly revealing her breasts in her bra, then further down and her suspender belt came into view. By the time her panties we revealed the dress fell to the floor on it’s own with a flump sort of noise.
She looked stunning 50 years old and I swear there was no-one of any age, would have looked as pretty, sexy and vulnerable as she did at that moment.
Ricky undid her bra from behind and it joined her dress on the floor. He knelt down and took hold of the laces on either side of her panties and pulled them, this undid them and slowly, very slowly he peeled them down kissing her ass as he did. The other two guys stood in front watching the unveiling intently, her pert breasts stood proudly, nipples erect for them, her flat stomach around which her suspender belt hung , and finally her pussy, tight curls slightly hiding her slit, all fell under their gaze.
Sara was made to keep on her suspenders, stockings and shoes. She was led to the bed and pushed back onto it, her legs splaying open as she did. At this point I was so near to them behind my mirror that I could have touched her pussy myself, I felt sure they could hear my laboured breathing. I gazed between my wife’s legs and saw her inner lips already ‘flowered open’ and she looked soaking wet. I looked at the gorgeous pink folds of her cunt that three complete strangers were about to have.
Ricky and Steve came at her from both sides to get at her tits (Steve’s hairy ass was up against the very glass I was looking through) and Gary lowered himself onto his knees on the floor. He stared at her cunt then opened her up further with his index and middle fingers, then leant forward to clasp his mouth to my wife’s pink labia. He ran his tongue over her lips, into her cunt, over her clitoris and it drove her wild. After about only five minutes, with two guys quite roughly sucking her tits and her pussy being expertly licked Sara came. She came big time. Her scream of passion went right through me and the feeling of being able to watch this wild abandon from my prim little wife was earth shattering.
When Sara had come the men got a little aggressive and rough. ‘Okay lady you had yours, time to put out’ they pulled her from the bed onto her knees and gathered around her. Gary hooked his hands into her hair and fed her his cock. It was quite impressive and looked about 8 1/2 inches and reasonably thick ‘Suck it girlie’ he commanded.
I watched transfixed as my wife took the hard, throbbing cock into her mouth, her lips stretched round its girth and started to suck. Now and again she would take it all the way out and lick the head and shaft then put as much of it back in her mouth as she could manage. I observed this for a few minutes, when Gary grunted, grabbed her by the ears and came in her mouth. Sara seemed to gag for a few seconds, and then got control, Gary had shot an absolute bucketful into her mouth. However 2-3 big gulps and she had swallowed it all.
He backed off and Steve took his place feeding his bulbous, angry cock head into her mouth, my wife wrapped her hand round the shaft and wanked the cock as she sucked the head, again it took no time for her too bring him off into her mouth, nor did it take very long for Ricky to get in on the action.
Sara stared at his cock as he put in right into her face, he was huge. The other two guys were pretty well endowed, but Ricky must have been about 9 inches and thick, I watched Sara stare like a rabbit in headlights at the monster before taking just the head into her mouth. Ricky wanted more than a simple suck and cum operation, the other two guys just wanted to get that first pent up cum out of the way, but Ricky had my wife licking and sucking his balls, licking the whole length of his shaft and basically sucking his cock like a pro until he emptied himself onto her face and into her willing mouth.
There was loads of the stuff. It dripped from her chin onto her breasts and stomach and even ran down to her pubic mound.
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from ryanNote: This is my first story so it probably won’t be the greatest and I am happy to receive comments or PM about how I can make future stories better, if this story turns out horrid then it might be a while until I decide to try writing another, Thanks!Hi, I am Ryan, I am 16, have dark brown eyes, dirty blonde hair, I’m 5’ 11”, but the best thing about me is my 7 inch dick, I am still a virgin but I didn’t know that it all was about to change. Well, enough about me and on to my step...
The neighborhood Ross lived in was nice. He was single and lived alone unlike the families around him. There were couples and families with two kids, families with three kids. There was even one family with five kids around the corner.Ross didn’t much like kids, but he didn’t begrudge anyone else their choices. He didn’t bother them and they didn’t bother him.Except for Sara.Sara was a young adult living next door to him with her parents. She was almost attending college. By almost I mean she...
First TimeThank you Kttn, Yankee Dan and every_horizon for editing. * * * * * I stopped my bike in front of the registrar’s office and cut the engine. This was my first day at college and I had butterflies in my stomach. I had chosen this college because it was almost six hours drive away from my parents’ home and no one from my family had ever attended here. I have this rebellious streak that gets me into trouble more often than not and absolutely refuse to do the expected… the expected being to...
Sara Sara Mi chiamo Sara, ho ventidue anni e studio Lettere e Filosofia qui a Milano. Mia madre ? francese, mio padre? italiano. I miei genitori vivono e lavorano a Nizza, la citta? in cui e nata mia madre, ed in cui sono nata anche io.Finito il liceo, mi sono trasferita in Italia per frequentare l?universita?. Desideravo conoscere meglio il paese di mio padre e cos? ho preferito Milano a Parigi. Parlo correttamente l?italiano oltre al francese, percio? non ho problemi di lingua. Sono alta u...
It was a typical Los Angeles winter night. Raining and cold, Sara looked out at the rain-soaked streets, knowing that she would have to work tonight, rain or not. She walked out of her apartment to the corner and caught the bus 10 minutes later heading off for another night of work. Her new day job was only good for minimum wage and 20 hours a week, so she still needed her night job to make ends meet. She got to her normal area and got off. She then started her normal night work, walking two...
Sara was a little butch, you know? I don't mean she was a bull dyke, or anything, and I don't want to be thought of as judgmental about it. It's just that she had this disdain for men, dressed like a man, and generally just did not seem to radiate any femininity at all. She was also a little on the plump side, but overall not bad-looking. Even cute, in a strange sort of way. Well, she and I were co-leads on a sizable computer project in a large IS department. We worked well enough...
She’s done it again! Sara showed up on my doorstep with two suitcases and a cardboard box. She was the most mobile person I’d ever met, bringing along her key possessions that way. “You need a place to stay, right?” I asked rhetorically. She nodded with a hopeful look on her face. I let her in and put her in the bedroom I used as an office. The bedcouch was old but reasonably comfortable. When I offered her a glass of wine she took it eagerly. My intention was to ignore why she had appeared...
I love my wife. We have a pretty good marriage, too. We have our issues, but mostly they're about normal stuff. For instance, she's a bit of a slob ... I mean, she's a terrible housekeeper. Now, we both work, and she works as hard, if not harder, than I do. So, I don't expect her to do all the housework. But sometimes she has to be reminded to do her share. And another thing ... she simply cannot be trusted with the checkbook ... It's not like she steals, or anything like that ... she just...
Sara’s feet shuffled down the street, belying her mood. It had been a rough day, with her boss breathing down her neck again at the local newspaper. Deadlines, they even ran through her dreams, and his voice, right in her ear, his breath smelling of Doritos, always. She hated Doritos, thanks to him. Her head hung low, her eyes scanning the tiny cracks in the pavement as she worked her way toward her apartment. It was above a grocer, small but convenient. After all, this was New York City, and...
ReluctanceSARA By Charles E. Campbell CHAPTER 4 PLEASING ALICIA Tommy showed me a mat on the floor in the kitchen where I was to sleep.A dish of water sat next to the mat. He attached a pair of very stout chainsto the clasps in my breasts, and locked the chains to an eye-bolt that wasin the floor. I fell right to sleep almost the instant I lay down on the mat.Neither the dirty cracked linoleum floor nor the odd sounds from the woodskept me awake. When I finally started to awaken from my deep...
Sara was nineteen and very sexy with huge tits and a great bubble ass. XShe had been sleeping with Senator Brown for over six months. He was married with six k**s and his wife was knocked up with their seventh. The senator had a big thick cock and a thirst for sex with young girls. He always made sure they were of age and big tits. He moved Sara into an apartment close so he could stop in and fuck her any time he pleased. He would call her and tell her "I am five minutes away. Get naked." He...
David and Sara A lifetime ambitionAfter many years David was to see this special lady once again. He was really looking forward to the encounter. They had a close but not intimate relationship earlier in their lives and he was hoping that this meeting would lead to something more.David walked into the bar to meet his date. He was 28years old, tall about 6’2", blonde with grey eyes and a very fit physique, weighing about 200lbs. He had been waiting for this night for a number of years. Although...
IncestI couldn’t get the thought of her out of my head. So was so beautiful to me. She had long black hair. I wondered what it would feel like running my fingers through it. Sara also had the darkest blue eyes I had ever seen. If I looked in them too long I felt I would lose myself. Her body was just perfect. I am about 5’7 and she was just an inch or two taller than me. She had long legs that always seem to have a tan. Her breasts were about the same size as mine as far as I could tell. A...
LesbianI awaken slowly. Light on the window suggests 6.00 am. Dreaming? I used to dream a lot in my youth. I recall the gorgeous lady passing me in the supermarket where I worked before university. Her thighs exposed in the park, bare breasts flashing in my dreams. Ten distant years ago. Ah, the pangs of youth.But the hotness and wetness of last evening, the passion, the fusion, is no dream. Beside me lies the naked allure of Sara. Gazing longingly at her face, not gorgeous, but so delicate, so...
Love StoriesSara was a full member of 49, a few years older than me; this was a job she did well but did not like. Her unique skills were sometimes requested for the good of her home and family. It was a concept she had grown up with in her homeland. She had fallen in love with one of our older members, Diego Gomez, after leaving Israel due to the violence there. She had worked with Mossad so she saw some of the worst. She joined the army of her homeland, most women serve. Because she had some language...
Introduction: This is another story of The Early Years An Afternoon with Sara This was by far the best summer of my life. Here I was, staying with a beautiful woman who I had always admired and banging her every time I wanted to. She was even paying me for the work I did, even though I would have done it for free. Yeah, I was liking it&hellip,. These were my thoughts as I watched her dress after her shower. She had given me my morning blowjob and a new treat&hellip,she had me straddle her and...
after 8 months staying with goddess sarita . my hair was long I had medium nails with nail polish depending of goddess saritas mood and had my ears pearced and the tip of my toung pierced by suggestion of mistress payel.. it was summer and godess took a vracation from work she wanted to visit her daughter abroad so she left me at mistress saras place for 1 week .. I was shaved cleaned mistress replaced my chastity with a normal plastic chastity from long term use of old chastity with screw my...
I had a pretty normal life as a wife and mother. I never strayed from my husband although after 17 years of marriage he decided too. We had a pretty standard sex life but I was interested in doing more but my ex husband never wanted to try anything new. Our sex life consisted of about three sex positions and never really lasted long. I usually did not cum which is why I would take a “bath” after sex. That is what I told him, but really I went in there with BOB (battery operated boyfriend)...
As I pulled up and exited the Jeep I called out and asked if she needed help. She spun around so fast. Her little mini skirt was barely covering her. She replied that she thought she needed a jump start. I told her I had jumper cables in the back. I went to the back of my Jeep. I grabbed both the jumper cables, and the prepared syringe that was in the back. As I walked back up, I handed her the jumper cables and asked her to connect her end to her vehicle. As she bent over I could see her...
This is the first story in my series which although not all the events in it really happened (many are real) yet all the persons in my story are real and I know them pretty well and had sex with most of them before which enabled me in writing the fantasy parts in the story as if its true. Also to help you imagine it, am going to put some pictures of the girls body parts when talking about it however their faces won’t be shown. I was lucky to be a member in a group of 7 friends all of which are...
Me and Sara have been bestfriends since 6th grade, one friday night in the summer of sophmore year we had a sleepover. We both had boyfriends and both thought we were straight. She came over my house and we layed on my bed talking about, friends, school, boys. She asked me then, "Hey, Jenna how far have you gone?". I said "well i mean ive given my boyfriend a blow job what about you?" "Me and Jake had sex for the first time 2 weeks ago and he broke up with me a week later and i dont know why he...
LesbianSara came to us last fall. Although she was a couple years younger than my daughter, they were best friends. A natural beauty, she had a smile that would disarm the toughest man. Long sandy blond hair framed big blue eyes and a cute upturned nose, and that pretty smile.I can’t say I hadn’t noticed her body. Although just sixteen years old, she was amazing. Naturally athletic, she was great at any sport she played. She was tall for her age and her long legs lead up to the sexiest rear end I have...
TabooI’ve been sharing secrets and personal stories about my sexual experiences for quite awhile now and it’s no secret that my husband and I cherish our open relationship. I love the freedom to experiment with my girlfriends, delving into girl-girl sex, toy play, mutual masturbation and our famous lingerie parties that have taken on a strong sexual theme the last few times we met. I’ve been intimate with a number of my friends, both male and female.DJ has always supported my new lifestyle, and why...
Scott wasn't too excited about the coming week. His boss had asked him to attend a conference to learn about some new sales techniques that their company was considering. It was the same mumbo-jumbo they always did. The instructors were all trying to get the attendees to buy into the latest ideological bent and the company workers were really there for the free stuff. Scott just wanted to do his daily routine and relax at night. He didn't want to listen to a bunch of people shoot smoke up...
Controlling SarahNotes from the authors:New blog for this story: http://ControllingSarah.Blogspot.ComSarah and Suki had the generalities of this story about two years before it was written. I read some erotic fiction somewhere of a secretary hypnotizing her boss into being more successful and promiscuous. The objective of the secretary controlling her boss was an influence on the Nancy character I invented for this. There was a ?Nancy? villain in the original Suki Adult Romance series that...
Ding Dong …Ding Dong..door bell se meri aankh khuli. Ghadi ke taraf dekha baje the. “Aati hu” maine darwaja khola.Samane sarala khadi thi. “Kaho,Aaj itane jaldi hi mood ban gaya” maine hasate poocha. Nahi,r aaya hai airport se direct office me hi pahuch.Sarala boli, Yahi batane aayi thi aaj intijar mat karana. ” Are under to aao sarala,gaye tin dino me tumne muze wah sukh diya hai jo mai jindagibhar nahi bhool paaungi ab ek ehesan kar do please.Maine kaha. “Kya” sarala ne sahaj poocha. Rajesh...
Notes from dawan: Sara is not her real name but she is loosely based on a real person (like many of my characters). This is why I have the subtitle of 'my dream girl'. This is all fiction. Anything that resembles reality is a coincidence and pisses me off because if my stories were real I would live them and not have to write this stuff. One of my difficulties with this format is that I can't stick to one p.o.v. and 'any p.o.v.' isn't available. I am publishing this earlier than I meant to as I...
hi friend This is sammy from Karachi … yeh meri 1st story hai balke story nahi hai mere real life ka hi part hai hope ap sab b enjoy karenge …. so ma apko batata hoon mai sammy hoon age 21 year hai aur MBA kar raha hoon …. meri ek cousin hai sara woh 18 saal ki abhi bcom ma ayi hai …. dekhne main bht hi sexy hai osse dekh kar foran lund khara hojae .. uske boobs bht tight the lagta hai woh apne boobs bht khelti hai … mera maan osse bht choodne ko karta tha lekin dar b laga rehta tha k khandan...
I had been friends with Jane for about a year, and as usual between friends the subject matter often turned to sex. How many times, what was it like, when are you next going to get laid? One theme she always brought up was the size of her husband Brad. At first I thought she was just teasing me, but she seemed consistent, and I started to wonder. We decided that we would go down to Cabo San Lucas in Mexico for a few days vacation. Split the cost of a two bedroom condo and have some fun in the...
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It was Saturday, and Sara Ridgeway had the house to herself since her daughter, Kara was going to be spending the day with her boyfriend, Shawn. Her husband, Randy, was going to be working a twelve hour shift today. At least that was the plan. Until Kara came into the kitchen dressed for her part-time job. Sara was just pouring herself some coffee, dressed in an old pair of jeans and a t-shirt that she referred to as her ‘lounging clothes.’ She turned and looked at Kara as she came into the...