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Growling loudly he begins to let loose, I can feel his dick jump and then I see his balls raise and into my throat shoots stream after stream of hot, and a little salty cum. After he's cum, I raise to my feet and his chains are undone, he is led on his hands and knees by way of a leash connected to a thick black collar around his neck to the end of the bed that sits across the room. The leash is connected to the bed and he is left there to watch as I begin to change the dildo on my strap. The smallest strap is exchanged for the biggest strap, and the large one is lubed well. Across the room stands a female strapped to the wall, she is nude and a little scared. She stands at about 5'5'', with long, and natural dark brown hair, she's never used a chemical in her hair to speak of, only a little gel or mousse every now and again. She has large breasts, a big ass, hips, and thighs.
I saw the neighbors lights go on and knew I'd hear some snide remarks from Mrs. Johnson for this late night disturbance. All the houses on the beach are very close together. It's a price we pay to live where we fall asleep to the sounds of the ocean.
Tom finally started walking and turned to me and said, "let's go." I considered what Tom was doing and finally decided to join him. I pulled my suit bra over my head and slid the bottoms down to my ankles. Tom watched as I undressed and finally said, "wow, sis you look great. My friends will be glad to know for sure that you have blonde pubic hair."
"She said the was going to throw them in the trash"
In a flashback he recalled the image of her undressing and how this revealed that she was wearing no panties. He started to wonder if she would be wearing any today and for how long she had been dressing like this for work. Her nursing uniform always turned him on, sometimes even at inappropriate moments. Leaving him with an embarrassing bulge in his pants because he could not stop himself from getting a hard on. These thoughts of her being commando underneath that sexy uniform made him horny and soon he had a rock hard cock poking the duvet.
Shaun's hands roamed down Hilary's back pushing her dress down further past the top of her tight bottom. Shaun's hands move down into the dress and he gripped Hilary's ass in his hands squeezing her cheeks as he ran his tongue from her mouth, down her neck to her exposed breasts. Shaun ran his tongue across Hilary's nipples, a moan escaping her lips each time his tongue touched them. Shaun slid down the rest of the length of Hilary's body running his tongue across her stomach. He then stopped and pushed her dress the rest of the way down and completely off of her as he was now at eye level with her pantyless pussy.
"Fill my arse with cum! I love your cock!" I gasped raggedly as short bursts of air escaped my lungs. "Come on Baby!-- Cum for me!"
"What are you talking about?" He really hoped it wasn't what he thought, because that was really dirty. She knew he liked anal and spraying his viscous love-juice all over her, and sometimes a little bondage, but his mind got much filthier than that. He really didn't want to share some things with her, because sometimes he even shocked himself.
"Well?" I asked, "What do you think of my efforts at drawing you?"
Seer/Domme maintained that the male's shape-shifting lower appendage gave the lie to all his inner secrets – his mute, dangling antenna, in its inevitable swellings and shrinkings, rendered him both vulnerable and transparent, easy pickings that She candidly monitored at will. She further held that the male's essence was in his genital flow, that for him to give that fertile flow forth to his Lady was his truest purpose, his truest identity, his sheer and indelible truest duty as a being in thrall to Her eternal sway as Goddess . . .
He said "No, catch it in your hand, I want to try something." So when it shot off, I caught all I could in my hand. But I was having trouble sitting still, I was about to cum too.
They kept this slow rhythm up for a long time, then Tracey felt Allan's legs begin to quiver under her and he began to drive his prick into her even harder. Brent moaned, "Oh Tracey, I think I'm going to cum....I can't stop it."
She smiled at me a bit nervously and stepped inside. I think she was a little disappointed at how ordinary my house was. It was if she was expecting a full torture chamber.
This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don't go looking for it on a map. And in my little fictional world, there are no unwanted pregnancies or STD's, except as plot driving devices. The author encourages the practice of safe-sex.
I rolled my eyes at that comment. It was Aliza who was kidding now. As we spoke, and as I watched the scenery in the ski resort hotel bar, the boys- Neil age four and Timmy age six, were contentedly 'plopping rocks' into the lazily flowing stream outside the bar, still in sight, but not demanding parental input. She should have understood that I was not stupid. In a safe hotel suite, they could watch cartoons happily long enough for shower sex. No, I knew very well that the reason we weren't having sex, vacation or not, was that Aliza did not want sex.
"No…not my ass…please…no more…"
Aunt Martha touched my arm lightly. "When you've freshened up, come down to the garden for drinks with Uncle John and me. He's looking forward to seeing you."
"Well as a matter of fact I have a vacancy tonight because of a cancellation. My regular lady for tonight had to go interstate because of her job so if you want her time it's yours. Maybe this cancellation happened for a reason Melissa, I don't believe in accidents, this time is available for you, tonight, if you really want to face your fear."
"Pull you skirt up so we can see. I'll bet I'm dead on." Nate challenged.
He turned in his seat again, hoping the pretty young woman would resume what she had started to do, but Bianca stood up and was removing her blouse. "Let's go to the back seat so we can have more room to stretch out." Chuck had to agree that was a good idea. That seat, which extended across the end of the bus, was the only place that didn't have any armrests to get in their way.
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I saw the neighbors lights go on and knew I'd hear some snide remarks from Mrs. Johnson for this late night disturbance. All the houses on the beach are very close together. It's a price we pay to live where we fall asleep to the sounds of the ocean.
Tom finally started walking and turned to me and said, "let's go." I considered what Tom was doing and finally decided to join him. I pulled my suit bra over my head and slid the bottoms down to my ankles. Tom watched as I undressed and finally said, "wow, sis you look great. My friends will be glad to know for sure that you have blonde pubic hair."
"She said the was going to throw them in the trash"
In a flashback he recalled the image of her undressing and how this revealed that she was wearing no panties. He started to wonder if she would be wearing any today and for how long she had been dressing like this for work. Her nursing uniform always turned him on, sometimes even at inappropriate moments. Leaving him with an embarrassing bulge in his pants because he could not stop himself from getting a hard on. These thoughts of her being commando underneath that sexy uniform made him horny and soon he had a rock hard cock poking the duvet.
Shaun's hands roamed down Hilary's back pushing her dress down further past the top of her tight bottom. Shaun's hands move down into the dress and he gripped Hilary's ass in his hands squeezing her cheeks as he ran his tongue from her mouth, down her neck to her exposed breasts. Shaun ran his tongue across Hilary's nipples, a moan escaping her lips each time his tongue touched them. Shaun slid down the rest of the length of Hilary's body running his tongue across her stomach. He then stopped and pushed her dress the rest of the way down and completely off of her as he was now at eye level with her pantyless pussy.
"Fill my arse with cum! I love your cock!" I gasped raggedly as short bursts of air escaped my lungs. "Come on Baby!-- Cum for me!"
"What are you talking about?" He really hoped it wasn't what he thought, because that was really dirty. She knew he liked anal and spraying his viscous love-juice all over her, and sometimes a little bondage, but his mind got much filthier than that. He really didn't want to share some things with her, because sometimes he even shocked himself.
"Well?" I asked, "What do you think of my efforts at drawing you?"
Seer/Domme maintained that the male's shape-shifting lower appendage gave the lie to all his inner secrets – his mute, dangling antenna, in its inevitable swellings and shrinkings, rendered him both vulnerable and transparent, easy pickings that She candidly monitored at will. She further held that the male's essence was in his genital flow, that for him to give that fertile flow forth to his Lady was his truest purpose, his truest identity, his sheer and indelible truest duty as a being in thrall to Her eternal sway as Goddess . . .
He said "No, catch it in your hand, I want to try something." So when it shot off, I caught all I could in my hand. But I was having trouble sitting still, I was about to cum too.
They kept this slow rhythm up for a long time, then Tracey felt Allan's legs begin to quiver under her and he began to drive his prick into her even harder. Brent moaned, "Oh Tracey, I think I'm going to cum....I can't stop it."
She smiled at me a bit nervously and stepped inside. I think she was a little disappointed at how ordinary my house was. It was if she was expecting a full torture chamber.
This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don't go looking for it on a map. And in my little fictional world, there are no unwanted pregnancies or STD's, except as plot driving devices. The author encourages the practice of safe-sex.
I rolled my eyes at that comment. It was Aliza who was kidding now. As we spoke, and as I watched the scenery in the ski resort hotel bar, the boys- Neil age four and Timmy age six, were contentedly 'plopping rocks' into the lazily flowing stream outside the bar, still in sight, but not demanding parental input. She should have understood that I was not stupid. In a safe hotel suite, they could watch cartoons happily long enough for shower sex. No, I knew very well that the reason we weren't having sex, vacation or not, was that Aliza did not want sex.
"No…not my ass…please…no more…"
Aunt Martha touched my arm lightly. "When you've freshened up, come down to the garden for drinks with Uncle John and me. He's looking forward to seeing you."
"Well as a matter of fact I have a vacancy tonight because of a cancellation. My regular lady for tonight had to go interstate because of her job so if you want her time it's yours. Maybe this cancellation happened for a reason Melissa, I don't believe in accidents, this time is available for you, tonight, if you really want to face your fear."
"Pull you skirt up so we can see. I'll bet I'm dead on." Nate challenged.
He turned in his seat again, hoping the pretty young woman would resume what she had started to do, but Bianca stood up and was removing her blouse. "Let's go to the back seat so we can have more room to stretch out." Chuck had to agree that was a good idea. That seat, which extended across the end of the bus, was the only place that didn't have any armrests to get in their way.
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