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I love black bodies and cocks. Something real special
about them. Maybe lots of things. The sizes are
legendary. Muscular, wiry-haired bodies - underarms,
chests, bellies, pubes, buttcracks. Loads of hot,
I was watching a vid about a white guy in a fuck club
with five black guys. I envied him so. Got so horned up
I decided I had to go get me some right now, this
night. I had heard of an all-black club - a bar - in
the rural countryside and determined to go find it.
That was not much of a problem.
It was the only building on a lonely stretch of road
near t... Continue»
his name was jason. he was just a workin class guy, not much in the way of looks, slightly longer hair than normal, somewhat athletic, and gifted with a 11 inch penis and good sized testicles.he would go out after work and survey the bars and theaters, goin to concerts or events and haveing fun. the guy was a social maveric and great with girls. well, he knew how to get girls. he wasnt so good at choosing them.
jason decided to go to the local bar after work one day and found it half deserted. it was around 7:15 on a saturday night. it didnt make since for the place to be mostly empty. th... Continue»
An incident happened the other night, quite by accident,
that awakened something in me I didn't know I had. Last
Thursday night a friend of mine, Larry, came over to
talk, drink a beer, and watch some TV. He works at the
same place I do, and since we had a three day weekend,
we were in no hurry to end the night.
My wife Sandy, had to work the next day, and since she
was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She
is also one of the soundest sl**pers I know of. I have
actually shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up
before, and still she would sl**p.
First off I'd like to say my wife Ellen is basically my
sex slave. She is 5"7" 36-26-24 and She does whatever I
ask, no questions asked. I like to play a game I call
Mystery night. On this night I tie my wife blindfolded
to the bed and then I have someone come in and fuck
her. She never knows who it is, this is way she is being
fooled; never knowing who is fucking her and the one
fucking her is fooled because he thinks that she thinks
On this night I had decided to let my Dad fuck her. He
is in his mid 70's and kept telling me how he hasn't
had sex in 6 years. O... Continue»
Back when I was younger, I had a fantasy about how it
would feel to be taken forcibly by a group of men. I'm a
petite blonde, 5'2" and 110 pounds. At the time of this
story, I was 20 years old, and had experienced some good
sex and a little great sex. I had a submissive streak in
me, though, and my **** fantasy bubbled to the surface
every once in a while. The story I'm about to tell is
about how I came to be rid of that fantasy forever, and
I'll tell it from my point of view, twenty years ago.
I was visiting my s****r out in California, taking a
break from both Junior Col... Continue»
my wife Beth at 45 was still a very attractive woman
but at that age and having had two k**s, her mid
section was a bit heavier than she would have liked.
Our anniversary was due and I asked her what she would
like as a present. I was startled by her reply. She
wanted a tummy tuck and some liposuction. I assured her
she was lovely just as she was, in fact I liked her
extra meatiness. But she was adamant; she said it would
make her feel better about herself. What could I say to
that! Within a month it was all done. She had been
looking into it and had all the costs and the... Continue»
For those of you who think this is not possible, think
again. This story is loosely based on fact and I know
someone who can be abused in this way when d***k and
asl**p or even partially awake and remember nothing in
the morning. So enjoy the story and believe is CAN
I’m not sure when the change in my attitude to Vikki
began. I’m also not sure what set it off but I have an
idea about that.
She was 18 and I was 26 when we married. Her parents
weren’t behind us 100% because of her age and I had
actually met her two years previously but because of
the ob... Continue»
I began working as merchant seaman in 1992 on board the Kaiser operating in the Red Sea.Our crew consisted of 122 people with around 40 of them US Navy personnel,all women except for 6 guys.I was the youngest crew member 20yrs. old and since they had no barbershop, cut the some shipmates hair on my off time.One day after dinner RM2 Wilson ask could I trim her hairline,sure no problem I replied come by my stateroom.Surely about an hour later she stopped by,and I began to groom and have a conversation with her.We asked the normal question where are you from? How long you been a crew member etc,... Continue»
I've gotten ahead of myself....For me being around two guys at that time was wonderful, especially those that were older more mature didn't mind getting naked and showing what girls like seeing soft or hard. With the exception of Dr. T. who was old, smelly and abusive, there were no guys like that. The only problem was that these two were all into one another and had no interest in me which left me frustrated so much so that i would go home and well you know. Dr. T. said I should. Don't get me wrong watching guys do that is kinda hot and Dr. T. wanted a blow by blow accounting of what happe... Continue»
I know it says no stories stolen from other sites but I'm gonna post this coz I thought it was very good .
I take absolutely no credit for the story just hope u enjoy it as much as i did .
The friendly bet
"Shit", I muttered to myself. "It never fails! Every time I get in the
With that, I jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, heading for
"Hello", I panted after running half naked through my house, picking up
the phone, and dripping water all over the floor in the process.
"Hey. What's up?" a feminine voice asked.
The girl across the street from me was very shy abit plump and around 18 yo. Id never spoken to her but today I thought I d make an effort she left the house for work as usual . I rushed out of the house after her I knew she caught the bus to work so I stopped at the bus stop with her. I said morning and from there struck up a conversation. The usual blah blah blah I asked if she had a boyfriend she shook her head . My next question was risky but what the hell what could she say. Are you a virgin o blurted out, to my supprise she answered with yes I have never even kissed a boy. At this point ... Continue»
I apologized for English: traction google
The first blog for me.
I will not tell you now my various sexual games that I play only what I do now.
You like to learn to know me if I continued my blogs, but in short, almost no practices are not allowed and I try and pushed back even further my fantasy (which is often at the stage of fantasy).
All this to tell what I'm doing now and especially for your comments and suggestions.
So, here is my perversion of the moment:
I am currently writing the testicles tied with 10 turns of rope for 30 minutes (see picture profile to imagine). My excitati... Continue»
With a great deal of anticipation and excitement the day had finally came for Brooke and I to meet. I was extremely nervous as I had ‘issues’ with our meeting. We had met on line almost two years ago and had agreed to keep it in the cyber realm.
During our online relationship we had explored many different avenues of our own sexuality. I would get into chats late at night with her on an instant messenger. As I would peck away at the keyboard, I mastered the ability to type with one hand as I stroked away at myself with the other. It seemed as though we would share a... Continue»
The train entered the tunnel, the familiar pressure change making my head sing. I leant against her hand, enjoying the touch of her fingers stroking my face. My cheeks were burning; was anyone watching? It seemed not. I had hold of Angela’s ankle still rubbing myself against her toes that wriggled and teased against my pussy. The dull ache I had felt was becoming a stronger need. ‘Wait’ I breathed and releasing her foot, reached down and under my skirt, lifting my bottom off the seat as I pulled off my panties, just a thin scrap of silk. I remembered how Claudia had admired me in them this mor... Continue»
"Honey, I am home!" I heard the voice of my mother as she locked the door behind her.
I quickly closed the fridge and and wiped my mouth clean of the delicious, cream filled cake that Robert had brought home earlier. I loved cakes and I loved Robert, my mother's boyfriend. About 15 years older than mom, Robert was a good, decent man with a steady job, a house and retirement plan. Even at age 11, I understood well why these things are important.
For almost 2 years before mom met Robert, we lived in a tiny, 500 sq ft apartment in the worst part of LA. My mother worked at local grocery store to... Continue»
I once had a girlfriend called Laura who used to indulge me in my tights fetish. We would often visit a pub near Kenwood in North London and she used to love teasing me in there by lifting up her skirt to show me her panties under her tights. It was a pretty quiet pub in the evenings and she could sit there for ages with her skirt hitched up around her waist showing off her undies to me. I asked her to play with herself one evening during the summer as she was wearing a delightful pair of Pretty Polly barely there 8 denier tights with dark blue panties underneath. She was a bit reluctant to pl... Continue»
Having returned to the bar, the game was in full swing. During the second half England were on top and we were enjoying stuffing the Jocks.
Some ten minutes later Ali returned having cleaned herself up. She joined some of her friends and began to watch the game; throughout i could feel her eyes on me all the time. Although the game was tough England won the day by some 30 points, laughing and joking with the lads i was with made a good day of it.
My phone text sounded and upon looking it read “surely to the victor goes the spoils?" i glanced over at Ali who winked at me and smiled. My ... Continue»
My mom met Susan over year ago at antenatal classes when she was carrying my youngest s****r, she befriended her as she was young and lonely at eighteen and my mother knew what it was like to be on your own when she had me at that age.
The two of them are like mother and daughter and Susan, two years older than me, now feels like an older s****r. Mom and Susan when possible take turns looking after each other’s c***d when the other is at work. Mom decided to take Susan out one night; there first time out since giving birth nine months ago, I would baby-sit at her house while my step dad... Continue»
Flames danced in the fire place as i watched the glow from it dance across my bare skin. Kmeeling on the floor at my masters feet i felt the tug of the leash that was attached to my collar. Looking up at master he offered a snack. Opening my mouth i took the morsal and again lowered my gaze as he stroked my long red hair.
A group of his friends, card playing buddies had arrived earlier with their slaves and each man's slave attended to them in some fashion. Fetching drinks, bringing snacks, or simply massaging a shoulder. For the time being my duty was to sit and patiently wait for master... Continue»
She poked absentmindedly at the ice in her drink with a tiny little straw. The ice dipped below the orange colored liquid and quickly popped back up. She pulled out her cell phone. No messages. 10:28pm. Her friends were supposed to meet her at 9:45. She sighed and put her phone back in her small yellow purse.
She often worked late and rarely had the chance to get out for a drink with her friends. And, as luck would have it, all her friends were, apparently, flakey. She glanced around the bar. There were a few other smaller groups quietly laughing together and a couple of older men she took t... Continue»