"No way," I assured her, "what's the big deal anyway?"
“Katie, baby, why’d you do that? I was so fucking close.” she pouted.
Gemma quivered at the delightful touch of the girl's soft hand upon the flushed skin of her cheek and gasped in response to the unbelievably electrifying touch of the black-haired girl's slightest caress. As if by an unspoken command her mesmerised eyes were drawn to gaze down upon the other girl's heavily made-up excitable emerald orbs. The girls face was framed between her breasts, filling Gemma with confusing excitement the intensity of the passion she saw burning there scorched through her soul stimulating the most primitive lusts buried deep within. Any struggle was lost instantly the force from those green orbs crushed any faint misgivings that still lurked within her. She whimpered aloud as the girl's hands fell to briefly caress her shoulders. The girl's amazing tingling touch seemed to burn through the thin silk of her gown and her body responded wildly. Then tantalisingly slowly the hands ran ghostlike down the sides of her ribcage past her waist to take hold of her hips for the briefest moment before travelling on.
When I entered the room my eyes were on Esther, and I had not noticed the devices scattered with a certain symmetry. I looked into the mirrored wall in front of me and saw in one corner a simple straight backed wooden chair, against a dark stained wood wall an "X" frame, ominous ropes suspended from the upper arms. There was also a wooden platform, and two saw horse-like things separated about two feet from each other. The most frightening, though strangely thrilling was an assortment of leather, knotted rope, and wooden whips and paddles attached to a velvet trimmed board.
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I pulled the thumb out and replaced it with my middle finger, pushing it inside her asshole as deep as I could, not trying to be careful or gentle. She was so tight! I could feel my dick throbbing with anticipation of where it was to end up.
May I pleasure you again, Mistress?
'Thank Christ!' I thought with a relief.
Huh, oh I am just a little lonely thats all. I keep wishing I had a boyfriend. I was fine when Mina was still single, her and I would do things together. Now
You can go Amiz. I will find a way. I always have.
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Having felt Alain's tongue on her right nipple, she seized the opportunity to watch his tongue fall upon her left nipple as well. In some strange way, the tactile pleasure was amplified by the accompanying visual feast. She saw his tongue lazily move out, and then she moaned as the delicious feeling struck her left nipple. The visual thrill was reminiscent of those times Elizabeth employed mirrors as she played with toys, first witnessing the toys nearing her luscious flesh, and then feeling the toys taunting her. As she watched Alain's strong, firm jaw approaching her left nipple, she noticed that her ripe, tan breast seemed almost pearlescent in the artificial light. She drew in her breath, and then luxuriated in the sensation as his mouth enveloped her nipple.
I just need a drink of water, I said. It was lame, but nothing else came into my distracted mind.
The problem was that our sex life was perfunctory and unimaginative. We always made love with the lights out and after I had removed my leg braces and put them and my crutches out of sight. We would assume the missionary position and he was always sure that I had had an orgasm before he allowed himself to climax. Then he would roll off me and we -- or at least he -- would go to sleep.
Followed by a hesitant Tina, I climb onto the work-out podium and shine my sexiest smile at the guys. It has quite an effect. Two of them come over, grabbing one of my outstretched arms each and lifting me over the fence.
Lean back baby and just relax, I want you to enjoy this. Close your eyes. She said.
At her car, he leaned her against the door and began to kiss her mouth hungrily again. His hands slipped around her and up the back of her skirt. He lifted his head and looked down at her with a grin playing around his lips.
Who is in control? she asked.
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Green. I see no reason to wait. Let us go to my car now.
Its nothing but pork loin spiced with garlic and coriander. A simple dish really, but great tasting. The secret to it is marinating the meat in hard apple cider. Thats what brings out the true flavor. Well that and the roasted apple garnish.
As soon as we got to my bedroom, I shut the door and now me and my mother were in our own little world, our own little incestuous world.
"In either case, you have until midnight tonight to make your choice. When you do, I expect you to draft a punishment contract. At midnight, you will present it to Me. If all is to my liking, we will sign it together, then I will go to the bank tomorrow and put it in the safe-deposit box, to be removed and destroyed once the punishment contract has been fulfilled. your punishment for this offense will actually be administered tomorrow after dinner."
"Hey, man, come on, it's nothing, you know... I just... Hey man," he stutters, his eyes flashing from me to her grabbing at my shirt. I pull her with me, moving towards him.
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"Would you like to dance?
He sighed wearily looking around at the occupants of the library. I am never gonna get a girlfriend this way, he thought to himself. Resigning himself to the fact that he was going to be there all day long he moved to the back of the building and found a place that was quiet to sit. He looked out the window and smiled at the view. At least he could see the campus quad from there.
"That's another reason why I didn't tell you. You are a control freak."
“Yes, she did mention it.”
"You got it sugar. And sugar?"
A noise. Not from the scene before her--the son fuck daddy
man was sitting up now, the woman still atop him, her legs wrapped around his waist as she rode him hard--but from behind her
"Don't try it Tabitha, you have not made your decision yet. Either you want me to fuck you until you cum or you want to relieve yourself of your enema. The choice is yours, but I warn you, every choice comes with consequences. You won't know what they are until you make your decision, so I caution you to make your choice with care."
"Oh, and why would I do that, sir?"
"Mouse! A terrible thing!"
His added surprise put the edge right back into it. I was scared. It was an irrational fear. In the end, even if he did use it on me, he wouldn't force me to write about it. Well, he would, but I would have an out. Anyway, I felt exposed.
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changed. Or was it I wanted it to change? We got our coats and walked out into the night's air. He drove me home leaving me chaste at the door
Thumper started the conversation by asking if he and his companion had been to any of the groups previous gatherings. He was visually devouring his companion, Boa. And she was playing with him by slowly moving her champagne glass from one hand to the other giving him glimpses of her breasts, fine flat belly, firm thighs and slim hips under the boa. She glanced at his erect penis and smiled.
Breakfast next morning was a festive affair completely lacking in any of the awkwardness that I thought might surface after the previous night's activities. The girls were chatting happily as I dragged myself downstairs after a long shower. I had slept in and figured that it would be a while before my body clock had settled into my new civilian routine. Matt appeared a few minutes after me and coffee's were poured and consumed as we planned our day. Today was the day I had to do some explaining. I couldn't put it off any more.
Are you sure its ok to fuck these two?
Be a good slut, and get that for me. Oh, and bend at the waist when you pick it up.
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wider and with one powerful stroke his engorged cock is completely inside me. He fucks me leisurely while sucking my ample nipples and kissing my neck feverishly. Within minutes I am coming on his cock, and his creamy love juice is filling my hot pussy. Then both satisfied we roll over and go back to sleep.
"Well, now you've fucking done it! Now I don't have a place to live!" She cried.
"How in the hell did you end up with a jerk like that?" Vaughn said.
"Can you give me a lift home?" she asked.
"Lewis isn't much good at running a tail," Martin thought. He pulled out into the passing lane, pressed down on the accelerator and speeded up again. The black car did the same thing.
"I've got a shirt and some shorts in my bag." he offered. "The shorts would probably be really big on you but the waistband is elastic so they shouldn't fall off."