Search results Memoires of the Marquis d'Amour - 7
... of memories!
As I'm writing here about my recollection of the happy days in the Villa Erotica, I'm reliving the exquisite advents with a sense of proprietary, and with the determination not to lose the last ... ... Continue»
... me. With the smooth elegance of a black panther she moved then in front of the long mirror, dropped the blue skirt and the bright white bloomers ... with my friend Jefferson, himself trapped on the bottom of the nude pile of bodies, that resembled the motions of a modern double-piston steam engine.
Josie ... ... Continue»
... throw her smelly clothes into the washing basket in the corner. Allmighty! Wasn't that like a safari into the heart of the Serengetti! Her skin was ... the craft of speech failed him completely. Like a baby infant he buried his face between the soft melons and then kissed every inch of the ... ... Continue»
... the two dirty ankles in complete surprise of the stunned victim.
With not too much of a dangerous struggle I stretched the smelly apparition in front of the long mirror. Then I rung the bell ... ... Continue»
... the almost invisible bosom, but all I found under the silk was two coffee brown nipples the size of a cherry pip. But the sheer size of the supporting puddings fitted my fancies perfectly.
I threw the ... ... Continue»
... peeped out of the foam like the periscope of a fleshy submarine. Juliette was impressed but somehow indecisive in motivation. So I thoroughly wet the sponge and ... , but I just softly took her by the neck and bent her over the rim of the tub until the spotless clean plum touched her lips ... ... Continue»
... I invited both of the maids to take some time off for a picnic at the small pond that lay at the end of my property. I freed ... their dresses and the plunge into the calm waters at once, and was rewarded with an hour of the most exquisite eroticism. The wet chemises ... ... Continue»
... the reason of the lack of breakfast eggs. Juliette had seemingly dropped the whole basket whilst being chased by young Joseph through the barn. To investigate the ... charms from the ruddy hands of the lusty boy.
Then I sent for the lad to rectify the happenings in the barn at last. Cleverly I mounted the long ... ... Continue»
... she was the older of the two s****rs - so to say: the role model! So I came straight to the point: »Did you rub the dickel of our ... overhear the two s****rs through an open window in the herb garden. The topic was first the attraction of Joseph's dickel, then the restriction of the damned chastity ... ... Continue»
... true witness to the intimate events! And, how beautiful: there was no single hair distorting his juvenile pubis, the skin of the flat belly ... accident the hairless nut bag - swinging back and forth between the punished cheeks. I cupped it with glee, just testing the size and texture of the ... ... Continue»
... constructed from the supposedly most famous advocates of the practise; the Frenchman, the Marquis de Sade and the Austrian, Leopold Ritter von Sacher-Masoch. Both of them wrote quite shocking works about the practise ... ... Continue»
... down. I would do the more involved detail work and she would paint & clean up the place.
On the first week of the project, I went through repairing drywall fixing tile while she would come by in the evening to clean the ... ... Continue»
... of the market quarter abutting the dockyards of the city. Beyond the roofs of the taverns and canopies of the market stalls she could see the tall masts of the sailing ships and the funnels of the steamers ... ... Continue»
... tried some of these. The wine bottle neck was pretty easy and the hooker took the other end and fucked her with the bottle. Anna ... and into the shower. Lisa told me she had feelings for me. She was one of the great bodies and faces of the area. She ... ... Continue»
... . Just the thought of it gave him the creeps. The last time Randy had his teeth cleaned the hygienist must have been a descendant of the Marquis De Sade. He was in pain for days afterward and promised himself never again. After the ... ... Continue»
... way towards the lake . The water still ,just the noise of ramblers behind me and the quietness of the lake in front .Stepping onto the jetty , the ladies head ... chatted for a while , the only sound from the water off the lake , the creaking of the jetty and the odd group of people leaving the car park behind us ... ... Continue»
... the tumbler tightly in fear of dropping it and s**ttering shards of glass across the kitchen floor under the feet of the toddlers, as I looked at the frolicking juniors as they played.
Joyous laughter could be heard between the tracks of the ... ... Continue»
... really was the size of a beer can! My one hand only went about 2/3 of the way around it! The he2ad was smaller that the shaft and was a bit pointy. @As soon as the flash went off ... ... Continue»
... again ) and a round of beers and I was noting the time. It was 15 minutes since they had left. one of the guys said there ... round of beers and shots and one of the guys said I thought you were going to the john. I said it was too long of a line ... ... Continue»
... slept with about 3 women.
The first was when I was about 18 I suppose. We met through the age old medium of the ‘freeads’,
‘bi-curious ... were all over each other again. The advantage to fucking a woman is that the design of the clothes is very familiar so within no ... ... Continue» |
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