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Vibrating Barista

Jess the barista was in the back room by herself taking her ten minute break. The coffee shop hadn't been very busy today, so she decided to get busy herself. Sitting in a chair and placing her heeled feet onto the computer desk, she pumped her large 11' dildo in and out of her pussy. She was just about getting ready to bust when she heard her co worker Paul shout from the front. "Jess! Your ten minutes are over! Time to get back out here." Jess let out a sigh of aggravation. She was getting so...

Vibrating mood

Vibrating moodThis is a repost with permission from thinkerbelle00The Man is away for a few days. He is with the "guys." A primal week away that only men can understand. When women go on holiday it is to the spa or some such luxurious pampering experience. When Man goes away with His guys they sew their oats. But whilst i am home alone, I sew my oats too.I do nothing that I couldn't do if He was here. But I feel a freedom to it. My body perked to His absence. I get out of the bed, i don't...

Paradise on a Deckchair

Amelia lay listless, a thirty-something with an old-fashion name on a beach to die for – it was reality straight from the brochure. Unbelievable really, she’d thought, as usually travel ‘come-ons’ are doctored in the graphics design department: sunsets being colored-enhanced to ridiculous extent, the fisherman’s catch lengthened to exceed the record for that species set in 1923, the surf running two meters higher than ever recorded in that locality – and that’s even after hurricanes! Fiji...

Vibrating Mobile In My Aunty 8217 s Panty

Hello readers. I am Vamsi,22 from Hyderabad. Without making any further delay and false statements about my dick, I’ll narrate the incident which happened 4 months back. So, I was having an affair with my aunt for 3 years and her name is Jhansi. She has the stats like every other married Indian woman(I guess you can surely relate how they are), big fat ass and boobs. (I don’t know the measurements but her ass was big enough for me to get horny :p ) I was doing a challenge called nofap in...

Fucking for The Chairman

ChristmasSukky phoned Joe, he was due to leave for Australia later that evening. It was a subdued conversation. He’d been up graded to first class, “thanks Lynn,” Sukky thought to herself. She would see him after the cricket, after Christmas, and after she had made yet another couple of videos. He was flying into Thailand, for two weeks, just him and her. But first Sukky had work to do. The Company called and she obeyed.The flight was booked, and her bags were packed. The Chairman would have...

Vibrating Valerie on National Nude Day

"I told you this was an exceptional car, Val. Al says that at exactly thirty-seven mph, the wheels or doors or something makes the car vibrate just perfectly for our delight, and arousal. The firm seats feel good as they vibrate our groins, but the best effect is where you are now, on the center console. Just lean your hips forward to press your clit against the huge vibrator between your legs." I drove quietly and dropped back down to third gear to add a bit more vibration to the mix. My...

Sweet Little Lucy Likes My Wheelchair

--- JackassTales…tale # 50…Readers; for my 50th tale I decided to do something I rarely do. I took on a request for a story. A 21-yr-old lady I have been playing Private Message pattycake with (yes she knows I’m a Horny ‘Old’ Dog in a wheelchair who writes about young girls) sent the following request which I couldn’t resist. I hope she likes what I have written. I hope you do, too. --- I was wondering if you want to write a story about me sometime? You know like you fucking me as a...

The Chair

Jenny had built the chair herself, from strong oak, and heavy metal brackets. The chair itself had taken her over three months to make. Hard wood is not so easy to cut when you’re just a female, with no real strength.But the hardest part was the seat, or almost a seat. The centre of the seat was a large circular hole, very much like an old commode. But there was no bucket under it.The finished chair had been seeped in baby oil, rubbed in, and more added. Fingers would now glide along the...

The Wooden Chair

The Wooden Chair 'Get your filthy hands off me...Jenny...JENNY! HELP ME!' Samantha Lewis screamedin terror and fury as two of the Internal Security officers manning the roadblock dragged her from the battered hire car. Jenny Ondougu didn't answer;two other officers had grabbed her too; thrown her to the ground and one ofthem had his fingers digging into her throat so all she could manage was afeeble, strangled gasping noise as she threshed around on the dusty track. Minutes later the two women...

The Chair

As soon as her parents drove away, Laurie McKay crept into their bedroom to search for the key to the closet. Being a curious girl, she wanted to know what kind of strange object they had stowed away in there. Whatever it was, her parents considered it such a secret that they didn't even speak openly about it in front of her, even to acknowledge its existence. It was up to Laurie to find out what they were hiding. She knew only what she had picked up from fragments of conversation that she...

The Chairman

The Chairman by Princess Pervette "Hi, Hon! I'm home!" They kiss. "Hi, darling! How was work?" "Not too bad. Nothing special to talk about. How was your day?" "Oh, I went shopping.... And I bought some things for you." "Er...around here, or...?" "Oh, I went in the City. Nobody knew me there. And I got you a bra and panties, the prettiest things, almost the same as the ones you showed me in the Vicky's catalog. And a couple of pairs of thigh-highs and some...

The Woman In The Blue Chair

One particular evening I recall distinctly. It was a beautiful, clear summer evening. I had walked to a local bar after work to have a few drinks with the guys and shoot a little pool. On my way back home, I walked passed an apartment building adjacent to my own. As I passed, I heard the distinct sounds of sex coming through a partially open window. It was clearly a woman. Though I am no ‘peeping Tom,’ my curiosity began to get the best of me. The fact that I had a few drinks in me no...

The Woman In The Blue Chair

During the early seventies I was a young man still in my twenties. I was on my own again after my short-lived first marriage and living in a fairly nice apartment complex in a small city. Though a bit depressed after the break-up of my marriage, I did find a certain amount of solace in my work and I did make an effort to get back in the dating scene. A friend of mine had found me a job working for a surveying company and I enjoyed the work. The pay was fairly decent and I was always an outdoors...

The Massage Chair

Introduction: A woman, her son and a chair that causes orgasms THE MASSAGE CHAIR My name is Thomas and the best years of my life began in 1993 when I was 11. My mother Jennifer was raising me and my 9 year old sister Nadia while working a part time job at the local galleria. Mom was a voluptuous woman of 35, her breasts were 36c and her short dark hair hung in bangs. Her ass had a nice shape to it that complimented her long smooth legs. The day that changed things was the day she bought one...

Kat and the Electric Chair

I was married, twenty-something years ago, to a woman named Kat, and she was the hottest women I ever knew. She was about five foot four inches tall, with dark brown hair, brown eyes, broad cheek bones, an exaggerated hourglass figure, and small but perfectly formed breasts. Her lips were unusually full, and soft, with a pleasant pinkish tint to them. I had no problem with her looks, and other guys found her attractive too. I would sometimes enjoy watching as their eyes tracked her as she...

The Massage Chair

My name is Thomas and the best years of my life began in 1993 when I was 11. My mother Jennifer was raising me and my 9 year old sister Nadia while working a part time job at the local galleria. Mom was a voluptuous woman of 35, her breasts were 36c and her short dark hair hung in bangs. Her ass had a nice shape to it that complimented her long smooth legs. The day that changed things was the day she bought one of those full-body massage chairs they sell in the malls. It came with...

Dentist s Chair

*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Arthur Petitjean wanted to groan, not so much from the pain in his mouth, but from the boring topic of conversation Dr. LeMoine droned on and on about as he drilled on Arthur’s tooth. That was the problem with Dr. LeMoine. The man was a good and thorough dentist and seemed to be a very compassionate man to all his patients. But the problem was, the man was about as...

Scenes The Chair

Scenes - The Chair By Ewa Andersson Yesterday I came to this farm together with my husband. He talked to the owners, and then left. I was ordered to undress and put myself over a punishment horse covered with leather. This being something I couldn't force myself to do rendered me being forcibly undressed by two other men and thrown over the punishment horse, strapped down, and then severely punished by spanking. The morning of the second day I was again ordered to remove my...

The Wheel Chair

Introduction: They were having a yard sale – His wife wheeled me home The Wheel Chair I just got home from the hospital. I had some minor surgery on my right leg. They game me a walking cane, to use after a few days of rest. At the moment, they gave me a wheel chair to use. I wheeled myself out to the curb to get a taxi. The taxi driver let me out in my driveway. I used the garage door to get inside my house. I then opened the big doors to my basement. I used my small elevator to get to the...

The Chair

I walk into a room where eight men are seated on three couches arranged in a “U” shape. In the centre of these couches is a very comfortable looking contour chair in black leather. This chair is a couple of steps up from the floor where the couches are. Not quite a stage, but most definitely the centre of attention. Three track lights illuminate the chair, while the rest of the room is dimly lit. I am what these men are waiting for. They are all dressed casually, a couple smoking cigarettes,...

The Wheel Chair

I just got home from the hospital. I had some minor surgery on my right leg. They game me a walking cane, to use after a few days of rest. At the moment, they gave me a wheel chair to use. I wheeled myself out to the curb to get a taxi. The taxi driver let me out in my driveway. I used the garage door to get inside my house. I then opened the big doors to my basement. I used my small elevator to get to the 2nd floor of my house. I wheeled myself over to my big king size bed, and fell asleep...

Our Special Chair

If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. Every...

The Chair

The Chair Getting old can be such a drag. Even for a cross-dresser. Joan was at that stage of life when cross-dressing and bondage usually went away. Sex drives were supposed to slow down. But apparently hers was not playing by the rules. She still wanted to see a Mistress and experience a session. The problem was that her body was not cooperating. Things were just wearing out and with her arthritis, she hurt enough so that most typical session events just could not happen. No...

Our Special Chair

If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. ...

The Chair

He had never sat in the lounge like this before, both nervous and excited. Rather than being reclined on the sofa with the TV on as usual he was sat in one of two upright wooden dining room chairs that where facing each other at each end of the long room. The empty chair in front of him was only partially illuminated and mostly in silhouette by the light from the fire crackling in the fireplace, otherwise the room was dark but for a couple of candles It had been a long time since he and his...

The Chair

Introduction: His mom and memories gone, an aunt comes to his aid. Authors note: Im calling this my two year anniversary story. Its mostly aunt/nephew, with mom/son mixed in. The Chair Chapter 1 Sharon and Nikki stumbled into Sharons front door. It was one in the morning. Both women were laughing, holding one another, assisting each other to Sharons couch, landing on it in a drunken stupor. The two friends enjoyed a night out, celebrating Nikkis last day on her job with dinner and drinks....

The Chair

The doorbell rings, a sly smile appears over Jody’s face as she pulls her dressing gown on. She trots down the stairs after a final check to see everything is in place.Before open the door she scrutinises her appearance in the mirror, her bunches and makeup look good, then with nerves rushing through every inch of her body, steels herself before opening the door to a smiling Anthony. Jody drinks in the vision in front of her; he is a tall, ruggedly handsome gent in his mid forties, with dark...

Fireball in a Wheelchair

"A prick up her jacksie might cheer the miserable bitch up a bit," Shirley declared. "And if it was stuffed up her bum, it might knock some of the shit out of her," Sally the receptionist commented, "You sure you don't mind parting with this Becky? It looks like it's silver and might be valuable." "Yes, it is silver but I got it in a job lot of jewellery at a car boot sale and only paid a few pounds for the whole lot. I've never liked it. It's more of a choker than a necklet and I...

The Chair

Friday afternoon,there I was,in the chair again as I had been every week day for the last two weeks.God I was so horny!But I was no stranger to that feeling,sitting in this chair was the only time I ever had my cb3000 off without my Mistress removing it herself. I was 90 minutes into my 2 hour training session and I was really feeling it now,my cock was rock hard as always,straining for the orgasm that I knew I coundn't have,would it never learn?Would I ever learn to control my desires? My...

Anyone Want A Molded Chair

Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had shaved her pussy bald and oiled her butt with a release agent. The plaster cast looked great but what to do with it. I poured more plaster of Paris into that and made a copy of my wife’s ass that I could hang on the wall as art. The more I looked at that first plaster cast the more I thought about how uncomfortable hard wooden chairs were. I then bought a...

The Director s Chair

Night one. Megan was worried at the idea of Elaine directing first. She was nervous about the plan they had cooked up and she was hoping that she herself would direct first so she could ease into things. - her stomach was in excited knots thinking of the fact that Elaine was about to make her the centerpiece of whatever hot scene would help her get off the hardest. None of them had ever done anything like this before. Four Saturday nights. Each one of them- Megan, her boyfriend Steve, her...

The Chair

She stood clutching the edge of the counter top, gasping in a breath as she felt the piercing penetration rip through her body. Stifling a moan of despair, she wrenched herself free of the overwhelming emotions that cascaded through her at once: hurt, anger, sadness and revenge. She had just received the news from her best friend that her husband had been fucking around on her, seeing a mutual friend behind her back. What angered her the most is that she trusted this woman to be around her...

The Chair

The Chair.The wife and I are entering our seventh year of marriage. How things are going I now know the feeling of when they say you are entering the 7 year itch period of your marriage. Maybe I was expecting too much for a sex life. I guess when you have two offsprings it takes a toll on your sex life. About 4 years of breastfeeding also took a toll on my wife, her breast and me not being able to play with them because they are always too sore so the excuse goes. But she is a good mother and...

Tied to a Chair

This is a true story from a couple months ago with my girlfriend at the time. Her name was Linda (named changed to protect the not so innocent) and we had met at a house party in Europe when I was there for an exchange program. We hit it off and continued to see each other long distance over the next year. Eventually she ended up traveling and living with me at my place for a few months. Linda was incredibly sexual, had a petite body with fair skin and was naturally a light redhead. A couple...

Uses For a Wingbacked Chair

The armchair is in his study. It's upholstered in exquisite jacquard-woven fabric, with wings at the side to shield his face from the glow of the fire, propped on short, stout, sensuously curved legs, as is typical of the style.The study reflects his tastes - it's a picture of Victorian luxury - filled with objets d'art, shelves of books and rich furnishings. A low fire flickers in the fireplace, and the smell of newly - heated coal permeates the air. The Persian rug beneath her knees is an...

Elizabeth and the Chair

The chair arrived at ten o'clock this morning. I called Peter and asked him to to come over and help me assemble it, but he said he couldn't come by until after two. That was fine, I just wanted it put together before bedtime tonight.I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. It was cold so I put it in the microwave for ninety seconds while I scouted around for something to munch with it. When the microwave dinged, I walked to the basement door and turned on the light....

The Chair

"Who's my next drilling?" Dr. Cockley asked. "It's gonna be me, if you don't get your finger out of my ass," I said, trying to sound annoyed. He'd walked up behind me as I did some filing, pulling patient records, and his hand had slid up the back of thigh, under my white nylon skirt, and into my thong in half the time it takes to say it. He was two knuckles deep and wriggling his finger like a worm on a hook in the tight recesses of my anus. He knew too well what I liked. "It might...

Gymnast Jimmy and the Chair

Gymnast Jimmy and the ChairTime: Near the end of summer…Jimmy crawled into bed and drifted into a gentle sleep. His asshole and peter were softly throbbing from his latest session with Coach. He knew he would awaken tomorrow, yet again, with a special stickiness between his thighs… a heavenly mix of Coach’s and his juices. Coach was so much FUN! And Jimmy was so very HAPPY! His sweet mouth smiled as he entered his amazing dreams… of his beautiful Coach. Time: The start of summer…Jimmy...

The Faerie Chair

The log cabin looked like a Thomas Kinkade painting brought to life. It was clad in a cloak of sparkling snow and sat nestled amongst some frosted pines. For Ben and Amelia, it was the picture perfect setting for their honeymoon. It was far away from the distractions of their hectic lives. The only thing that spoiled the picture perfect setting was the little old man dressed in a blazing orange parka and his beat-up old International Harvester Scout four-by-four in that sported the same bright...

The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. ‘Good girl,’ he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

My Favorite Chair

“Pass it and turn it up!” She had that infectious grin on her face and reached for my pipe with her small nimble fingers.I handed it to her and without hesitation, she brought it to her beautiful full lips, lit the lighter and took a deep hit. I was mesmerized by her. I always had been. Her small frame squirmed, dancing in the overstuffed armchair and took another hit. Music. It was always music with her. Whenever she was around there was an endless supply of music she could dance to. I looked...

The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. "Good girl," he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

The Chair

Larry must have been partly raised by Lucifer, the prince of darkness, thought anyone who knew him. He had to be the meanest kid going. Those who had even the most casual acquaintance figured he would fry in the chair of whatever state used that means of execution. Larry had this attitude he could do as he damn well pleased, he often said, "If they were not smart enough to stay away from me or do as I told'em, too bad." Somehow he had gotten hold of a 38 revolver and that became his best...

Grandma s Rocking Chair

She came home with one of those sick headaches that happens once in a while. There was a paleness about her that betrayed how lifeless and drained she was. He never knew just exactly what to do except quiet rest and the medicine. Today as she came in, he just went to her to help her in and she just fell into his arms and he enveloped her with his big bear like hug. He held her gently and with his hand he pressed her head into the soft cushion at the base of his neck. ‘What can I do for you?’...

The Chair

Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through,...

Daddy The Newspaper and The Rocking Chair

Daddy doesn't like it when I bother him in the mornings when he has his paper. It's not like the night times or the two weeks during summer vacation when mommy goes to Ohio to visit Aunty Deenee. Even with my cute socks on that he likes the best he doesn't look up at me from the stupid paper and I think it's stupid that he spends all the time looking at it and I wish he'd look at me instead. Daddy sits in the big chair (it's HIS chair) and makes a cigarette go without looking. I think that...

Busty Girl Banged On Dental Chair

Hello everyone. I have been following Indian sex stories since 4 years. I am sai name changed obviously and I am from Hyderabad aged 23 years . I look lean with athletic body of height 5’10 and weight 68kgs.I am cool looking guy with 6″In uncircumcised dick and I am very fond of big tits and round asses.By profession I am a doctor.The story I am narrating is about a girl named ashreya. I was doing my internship,its was in the month of February 2016,after completing college and was going back to...

The Chair

Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through,...

The Chair

I felt something soft rubbing back and forth across my lips. Regaining consciousness this time was a delight. I parted my lips and rubbed the tip of my tongue across her nipple. I gently kissed and lightly sucked knowing how much I would please her. As I was enjoying this little respite I tried to recall how many times I had been through the cycle. I tried to lift my arms but the restraints were still attached. How long had I been asleep, I wondered. I was grateful that she was allowing...

Sara s Chair

Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrato Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrator strapped between her legs, its tip in only the most minimal contact with her flesh.? Her state of arousal being compounded by the computer screen in front of her, showing a seemingly never ending slide show of pornographic video clips.?...

Jaq And The Gyno Chair

We had chatted to Mike and Helen many times at one of our clubs, but never before had we played with the two of them.Mike and Helen are a beautiful black couple, similar ages to Jaq and myself. We had chatted on previous occasions but had never really got to know them that well. It was a Friday evening, and the club was very quiet, with only five couples dotted around the bar. Three of the couples were always together and seemed to keep themselves to themselves. Jaq and myself liked to mingle...

The Gynaecologists Chair

Juliette knew that she would go snooping. Sharon was nosy, she liked to know other people’s business. Not that she was a gossip, because she could be trusted with secrets, it was just that she liked to pry, as if knowing everybody else’s secrets gave her superiority. And that is why she left the key in the door of her and Mark’s playroom that day. It was when she took a phone call that Sharon mouthed silently as she gestured with her finger pointing upwards, indicating she was off to the...

A Pair of Chairs

"Oh the Professor certainly is misbehaving," the strange old man in the bathrobe said as he shook his head from side to side. His long white beard swayed slightly as a look of frustration covered his face. "Well, well, to intervene or not... I did owe The Good Professor one," he mumbled the last bit as he swept his hand across the crystal ball. Then a small bell rang above his shops wooden door, a door that strangely led into the well appointed mall outside his humble shop. "Ah,...

QUEENS CHAIR

Queens Chair By Blueheatt &hellip,.I was reading a story my daddy wrote and the story was about&hellip,.me&hellip,. &hellip,.My daddy built me a Queens Chair in his tool shed. I loved to spend time with him in the big shed, so he built me a special chair. I would climb up and sit and he always had a cold drink for me. He would come over and tell me how beautiful I was and how he loved me keeping him company. He would come over and stand between my legs and we would kiss and hug each other....

My Favorite Chair

It's a big soft leather chair. The kind where you sit down, you get enveloped in the cool, smooth texture, and the chair lets out a sigh as you sink down, as if it is relieved to do its service to you once again. It's almost twice as wide as a normal person, with big thick arms. I've taken many naps in this chair. Usually I'm sideways, with my head on one arm and my legs draped over the other. It will hold me there, like an old friend, supporting me in my sleep, never tiring, never...

Jennifer in the Closet Sex on Chairs

Jennifer the Manager loves & will Do Anything for a Dark Choc Chunk Muffin Groaping Storeroom Sex Chair Sex Tweaking DeepthroatToday I went to do some shopping at OSH for some jobs in a few days but while gathering my items I see Jennifer supervising the assembly of a display, making my way to the checkout and paying for my items I get ready to go but change my mind. An about face I go over to talk and she take moments to have a conversation about her c***dren and a recent party they...

Amader chairman

Hello amar nam Amar bakhsi.Aamar boyosh 33 ami ekta private comapany te chakri kari General manager er poste. Aamar stri Shila boyosh 24 bochhor, Forsa rang bodbodo chokh duto, mukhe sab samai hasi,height 5’8″, Bhison sundari aar sexy ekebare nikhut body. Rasta diye jakhan hate takhan loke ghure ghure takai tar jouvane bhara shorirer dike.Amader Company r chairman Mr. Khanna age prayee 55 er kachha kachhi, Khub sunder atheletic body, byayam kore khub bhalo swastho aar lamba choura figure ek...

The Psychiatrist s Chair

She often wears tight wraparound dresses and shows off some beautiful breasts often with very erect and large nipples. She has long legs and flashes me plenty of thigh when she is sitting in her doctors type chair and I am lying on her couch. I can’t help but fancy her, we talk about my most intimate moments some of which still make me wet at the thought of them; I am convinced most of the time she is equally aroused as she crosses and uncrosses her legs clenching her thighs in the process to...

The Chair

"You said you wanted me to be more unpredictable" she said with a laugh as she stripped him of his clothing and laughed. She pushed him into a study wooden kitchen chair sitting in the middle of the room. She used a long satin sash to bind his hands together and then to the chair. She tied his legs tightly to the chair as well. He studied her with an approving grin, wondering what she would do next. She pulled out a blindfold and tied it around his head, making sure that he couldn't see a...

The Chair

You’re sitting in a chair, naked. Your body tense with desire, longing to touch me. Gripping the arms of the chair tightly because I had told you if you touched me your pleasure would stop. My mouth is gliding over you, tasting your ear, your neck, coming towards your mouth for a soft kiss before continuing on its torturous tour of your body. You can smell my perfume, the hints of it driving you to distraction as I kiss you, my body oh so close but off limits. My hair has come forward, blocking...

Tied and teased on a chair

This is a story that happened a few months ago. I'd been seeing this girl for a while, that was right into the 50 Shades books. I never really got into them myself, but did read one pretty good chapter and decided to partially recreate it. I ran a bath for my girl, told her to relax and take her time as I had a surprise for her. I had been out and bought some new lace topped hold-up stockings, a nice thong to go with them and a mans white shirt. I laid them out on the bed for her, along with a...

Ergonomic Chairs

"I don't know how you find them, Thomas," my visitor commented. "I've never seen a quieter secretarial pool in any of the offices I've surveyed this year. What's your secret?""Ergonomics," I said mildly. "It's all in providing a proper work environment conducive to productivity. Special desks, special chairs, that sort of thing.""Well, Mr. Porlock, I must say if the rest of your operation is as impressive as this, the home office will have no trouble approving your expansion plans."I smiled...

Leather Armchair

Julia wrote: Becky, my pussy is so warm and juicy this evening. Don’t you wish you could be here with me? I’d instruct you to make me a cafetiére of hot, strong coffee and bring it to me with a slab of dark chocolate. I’d sit in my brown leather armchair with you kneeling at my feet. Hold on. I’m going upstairs to change. You must stop reading this e-mail for 5 minutes and wait for me. Start timing now, no peeking. Hi. I’m back now. Look at the pictures to see what I’m wearing. Hasn’t the...

Gyno Chair

My customizable Gyno Chair has an option where I can remove the head rest and decline the chair down to be flat, like a bed. I lower the bed so that I can actually stand over, with it between my legs. I adjust the leg stirrup pieces so they are in the extra-wide leg spreading position. With this configuration, it allows me to do this to you. I get you naked , but with frilly panties and a garter belt on. I strap your legs in the stirrups and tie your body down to the chair's bed, on your back....

The Beanbag Chair

Gwen drove over to Rachelle’s house, retrieving a cocktail dress Rachelle had borrowed for a party the week before. Gwen thought about how great Rachelle looked in her dress, knowing it looked better on Rachelle then on her. Rachelle’s soft curves were silhouetted yet accentuated, and her skin was soft; as Gwen helped her with the zipper that night, her finger knuckle lightly grazed her back, sending shivers up Rachelle’s spine. Gwen pulled up to the house and Rachelle opened the door.“Thanks...

Second Chair

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Vikki looked at the clock, it said ten to six. Roughly seven or eight minutes had gone by since she last looked, more than forty five had passed since she had woken up. She had had she guessed about two hours sleep. She got out of bed quietly so as not to disturb Madeleine, went to the bathroom for her morning piss, then washed her hands and cleaned her teeth before she went to Justin's built-in-robes and pulled out the same navy blue netball skirt that she had worn Tuesday morning. Then...

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By : Raj Wanna B Cuckold It’s not real story but my fantasy. Hi this is Raj again with new story.My first story was Deva fucks my wife.J got only 2 reply after that story.My id is I had recently started working as a financial analyst in the Bombay branch of a small but prestigious wealth management firm. Their clientele was very exclusive, staff size small at just under 50, and they usually hired only one person a year, so I was pretty pleased to get selected from what had been at least a...

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This story starts with my boyfriend and I. First, let me describe us. I am a 5’7′, 21-year-old woman. I have 32DD tits, a firm ass, a flat stomach, long brown hair, and green eyes. My boyfriend, I’ll call him Kenneth, is 6’2′, 22 years old, has a six pack, shaggy brown hair, brown eyes, and a 9-inch dick. He and I had been dating about seven months when we decided to spice up our sex life. So, he bought me a vibrator. Not just any vibrator. An 8 inch, silicone, silent, rabbit vibrator. It came...

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The armchair is in his study. It’s upholstered in exquisite jacquard-woven fabric, with wings at the side to shield his face from the glow of the fire, propped on short, stout, sensuously curved legs, as is typical of the style. The study reflects his tastes – it’s a picture of Victorian luxury – filled with objets d’art, shelves of books and rich furnishings. A low fire flickers in the fireplace, and the smell of newly – heated coal permeates the air. The Persian rug beneath her knees is an...

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The big Cat groaned as it dug into the hillside with its sharp sc****r blade, crisscrossing the side of the hill like a bright yellow prehistoric spider taking tons of dirt into its gaping maw with each pass. Katie Arden operated the huge piece of equipment with the skill of a surgeon, deftly maneuvering the big earth mover like it was the family car. At first the other operators were skeptical of her ability to handle one of the big rigs, but grudgingly they had to admit that she could do the...

Vibration

The big Cat groaned as it dug into the hillside with its sharp scraper blade, crisscrossing the side of the hill like a bright yellow prehistoric spider taking tons of dirt into its gaping maw with each pass. Katie Arden operated the huge piece of equipment with the skill of a surgeon, deftly maneuvering the big earth mover like it was the family car. At first the other operators were skeptical of her ability to handle one of the big rigs, but grudgingly they had to admit that she could do the...

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For our one-month anniversary, Alyssa had bought me this stupid little ceramic bear. He fit in the palm of your hand, nothing big, nothing fancy. He was a cutesy little affectation, not like a real bear, but more like a ceramic version of a teddy bear. He was sitting on his butt, an ice cream cone in his little hand, or paw, whatever you wanted to call it. He had a little dopy smile on his face, little yellow bow tie, tied around his neck. We had been out at a carnival, and she had seen it at...

Vibrators Are For Pussies

‘Open your legs,’ his growl echoed through the tinny speakers. ‘Show me that hot, sticky cunt of yours… No, of MINE!’ I obediently lifted my bare ass and parted my thighs. His eyes widened and his lips formed a silent ‘O’ as I tilted the laptop lid down, webcam making my pussy fill his screen. ‘Oh, there’s a good fucking girl,’ he cooed. ‘Now, spread those juicy lips for me, show me how wet you are.’ Two perfectly manicured fingers pushed puffy pussy lips apart and my trimmed, brown curls...

vibrator surprise

It was a warm spring evening and we had showered and we were getting ready to go out to dinner. We both were in the bedroom and my beautiful 5’9′ slim figured wife, with her 34D breasts and blonde pubic hair was standing naked before me. She was about to put on a black lacy G string and black lacy bra. She pulled on the G string and then put on the bra. The sheer black lace crushed her delicate nipples flat. She more than filled the cup of the bra which meant that she had a most luscious...

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