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Marcus is coming round tonight and I have the house all to myself. He wants me dressed and ready for him. Good! I am aching for his meaty black manhood and looking forward to tasting his cum.
He has given me instructions as to what I must wear and I know exactly what will turn him on most. I have the requisite clothes and hope he will like what I have done. The only change I have made is that I have no panties – I hope he likes the black seamed stockings I am wearing.
I take my time getting ready. The first thing is an enema to make sure that I am nice and clean for my man. I go into th... Continue»
Red was a student in America that had decided to take a vacation to Africa over the summer. She'd decided to go alone, and figured it would be good to make some new friends overseas.
She was a fairly short girl; her legs weren't exactly thin, but she wasn't close to being fat, either. Her ass rounded nicely, and her stomach was toned; her breasts were large C cups, and her smooth face was framed by her red hair. She woke up upon landing, the plane touching down in an airport in South Africa. She yawned and got up, collected her things, and went on into the airport to collect her luggage.
My girlfriend Alison and I had just moved into a new apartment in the city, we were both in our late twentys and fucking most evenings . She liked to dress up for me in different sexy outfits like schoolgirl , maid , stockings and garter, heels etc. I would take photos of her and then we would fuck.
Anyway the day after we moved in I was in our bedroom fitting some new d****s on the bedroom window when I noticed the building next door was quiet close maybe 20 feet and at right angle to us. There were like small windows probably bathroom windows that faced our bedroom window and one of these ... Continue»
I had never had sex before I was assaulted by Daniel, Bruce and Charlie. These three teenage ruffians lured me to their home and made me satisfy them sexually for hours before releasing me. But that was not the end of their torments, for months and years after they would use me for their sexual gratification. The worst part was when they told their friends of their conquest and their friends came calling.
It was during the same year that they caught me on the third floor of the school maybe three months after. That Saturday afternoon is still vivid in my mind, I was on my way back home a... Continue»
I know a few of you have been awaiting word on how my weekend hookup went. I was fantastic, I know most married women feel the need to have someone else inside them every now and then that isn't their spouse and just even for a few hours to escape married life. This is what I needed and did, it wasn't about needed a bigger dick (it was longer, but not as thick) or not loving my hubby, it was just about being wanted by someone and acting out pure lust. So here is a rundown of what I did Saturday.
Woke up soaking wet and horny with anticipation of the day that lay ahead. Started stroking my h... Continue»
We both first saw each other while I ate lunch in a local restaurant, and knew right away that we wanted to touch. I liked what I saw and she seemed to like what she saw, indulging in brief seductive glances and stares my way - obviously meant to keep secret from the knowledge of her accompanying comrade. I myself, always ate lunch alone sitting in the restaurant. She always took her meal order to go and was always accompanied by the same female friend, whom from observations was likely to be her coworker. Her ambiguous behavior kept me at distance. Nevertheless, I patiently waited each pas
"It's the end of all manhood." "Ahh.. but is it? Does not a lion need it's prey to eat?" "Doctor, it doesn't make sense." "In 1952 a fellow by the name of Jacquin De Silva, a honey farmer, wanted to make the perfect most bestest honey producing bee in all the world. So what did he do? He took a trip to Africa and brought hundreds of African queen bees to his house in South America. Then he went to Europe and took a whole bunch of European honey bees to his house in South America. And made them mate. He called it 'The Superbee'. But we all know the way it turned out." "The Killerbee." "Yes. As ... Continue»
I have the need to write this story
When we came to live where we are ( less my deceased wife) there were twin girls next door.
One was very friendly one not so but I enjoyed their company
The friendly one used to come in after school help herself to coffee and toast sit at the
table and discuss many subjects
Weekends seemed different and I often mentioned her neckline could be lower to which she would lean forward so I could take some cheeky photos
After the wife died she would come in but the greeting and goodbye hugs seemed to be longer and with more meaning and quiet often she woul... Continue»
I found this somewhere and did a bit of clean up to it. Experienced strap-on trainers and Dommes, please feel free to provide feedback on this article.
The Strap-On Experience
Like most masculine hetrosexual men, your husband or boyfriend is likely to strenuously object to and actively resist taking the strap-on at first. Just the idea of having something f***ed up his ass like that will feel foreign and unnatural to him. Treating his tight little asshole like it's just a hole to be fucked will be abhorrent to him. He will feel violated and abused. He'll try to talk you... Continue»
Here is a little fantasy of mine.
My wife and I are staying at a holiday village, and there are a lot of competitions and things going on. For a laugh we decided to enter me in the men dressed as female competition, which was to be held that night. I have never told my wife that I like dressing in her clothes, and although I think she suspects, she has never said anything. To my surprise it was her idea to enter me, "....to get into the spirit of things.." she said.
As the competition came closer Jen decided which clothes I should wear. She dressed me in her lace bodystocking, lace top... Continue»
It has been a few days since me and my girlfriend had our first big black cock.
When I came back from work, her pussy was always full with cum, she had been fucking with that BBC everyday since.
It was weird but I couldn't be mad at her for having fun, she was honest about it and that what's important.
Because she enjoyed black cock so much that I had a surprise for her, a black gangbang.
With help of our regular black man, I've got 4 BBC's for her and she was going to get the fucking of her life.
That night she was happily surprised, the smile on her face when she saw 4 black guys with... Continue»
She helped gently assist him turn over, till he lay face up beneath her, his eyes unfocused and heavy lidded stared through her to some other place.
“…Closer to you now…Smell your perfume in the warm musty air…So hard…”
His cockstem slid smoothly between her black-gloss fingers as pale as ivory and just as unbendingly hard. The slow rhythm of her fingertips ate up minute after precious minute as she listened.
“ …Your fingers are pinching, squeezing each one in turn…Those breasts are so, so beautiful. Soft…round…all slippy with …”
Arran fell suddenly silent.
It allowed ... Continue»
Rachel Darian tapped upon the highly polished walnut surface of a long dining table with fretful nervous energy. Along with all the other students gathered in a loose knot around her they waited anxiously upon the imminent arrival of Frau Doktor Ilse Webber, in company with Steve Dunmore’s hastily obtained replacement.
“What happens to us if the new boy doesn’t get up to speed by the end of the week Rachel?” An obviously nervous Ari Sonderberg wondered.
The clipped aristocratic sang froid that normally accompanied her spoken word was evidently missing.
“Well, according t... Continue»
Carol needed a break from friends and publishers if she were ever going to get her book finished. First she had to clear her mind so she could hopefully rid herself of her writers block. Murial, a good friend and confidant suggested that Carol take a week at her friends cabin up in the mountains.
"Just think....fresh air, nobody around to bug you, and you'll have all the time you need to work and relax. Maybe even some time for a little self indulgence in the outdoor bathtub."
"Well, that's what I call it. It sits just off to the side of the house where you have a beautiful... Continue»
Adam had been lucky and finally got hold of a job, it was tough enough after the break-up as it was, him being unemployed had been the source of many arguments before they decided to call it quits. As the new guy he pulled many long hours in the office, but he didn’t really mind, he had made some new friends and he was feeling worthy again, those long months had been a drag and an affront to him, he had felt less worth seeing all the others go to work and him? Having just another day to try to fill somehow. He wasn’t particularly good looking but he found it easy to talk to people and he had w... Continue»
I met Michael at my office. He worked right next door in a hair salon as a stylist. He would stand outside the front door and have a smoke break in between clients. He was always very friendly and I would stop and talk with him on my way in or out of the office. One day he asked me to quote his insurance. So he brought me his paperwork and I gave him a quote saving him a lot of money. He eagerly said he would switch. So I set up a time to visit him at home and sign the paperwork. I had to take pictures of his house for the home office and do an inspection. His day off was always Monda... Continue»
Trapped and Trained Ch. 18
I don't remember much to how I got here from the previous night, mostly just flashes. I remember the limo pulling into the parking garage and seeing the redness behind my eyelids as we passed under the various lights before it crept to a stop in front of the elevator. Mitch climbed out, then Vivian stirred me awake and led me out, still wearing just my red latex leggings, gloves and black heels, dried cum sticking to my legs and pulling at my skin as I walked. Mitch quickly slung me over his shoulder and strode to the elevator, his hand resting on my ass as he walke... Continue»
Trapped and Trained Ch. 11
It took me hours to fall asl**p that night. It was hard to narrow it down to just one reason why...
Maybe it was the tingling feeling of my fishnet stockings sliding around on my pink silk sheets each time I moved. Or perhaps it was trying to get used to the feeling of these D-cup breasts flailing around as I tossed and turned, the glue holding them on pulling at my actual skin and causing the metal teeth around my nipples to grind. It was impossible to get comfortable with these things.
If it wasn't my attire or my breasts, then maybe it was the fact that, e... Continue»
Trapped and Trained Ch. 10
I moved the material around in my hands... it was so... so... small. There was just nothing to it, it felt like I was just holding a small red string. Britney saw the combination of shock and confusion coursing through my face.
"It's called a 'monokini', Candi. It might be a tad bit small, but don't worry, that'll just make it more fun!"
She grabbed it and laid it out on the table in front of me and finally I saw the material take shape in how it was supposedly supposed to fit on my body. This was impossible - there was no way I could get into that thing. In t... Continue»
Trapped and Trained Ch. 09
I was groggy from having passed out for so long. It took me a little while to blink away the fogginess in my eyes as I watched my Master walking into the room with a cloth bag in his hands. I craned my neck to my left and made out the time to be just past noon, so I'd been asl**p for just over seven hours and now had just under seven hours before I was to be rented out for the night to some perverted high bidder who had won the auction for my services for the night.
My Master sat on the edge of the bed and pulled a medical looking jar from the bag as well as a sy... Continue»