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You Are Invited

Posted in anal sex, at work, big black cocks, blowjobs, domination, fucking, lesbian on July 11th, 2014

Tara Andrews muttered as she walked to her closet. What on earth was she going to wear? Dan, her husband, had received an invitation to an exclusive party held by his boss. These parties were known throughout town as ‘social events’ and a personal invite was a coveted treasure.

That still didn’t solve the problem of clothing. It had to be perfect. Tara wasn’t sure why she felt that way, but she did. And though excited about attending such a famed party, she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong. It was nothing she could put her finger on, just an unsettling sensation deep in her stomach.

In an attempt to rid herself of the feeling, she pulled the terrycloth towel off her head, allowing her wet dark hair to tumble down. Tiny rivers of water ran down her delicate shoulder blades to the small of her back. Her alabaster skin goose-bumped from the slight chill. With a toss of the towel knotted around her, Tara made her way to the closet for one last perusal.

She decided on red. The red slinky dress with the spaghetti straps which clung to her figure so nicely. It was elegant, dressy and had just a touch of sexiness. The mid-length hem would be appropriate while still showing off her well-toned legs. Confident in her selection, she finished her make-up and started on her hair. There was still forty minutes before they had to leave. A quick blow dry and a simple twist and she would be on time.

Exactly on schedule, Tara walked down the stairs to see Dan patiently waiting for her. His eyes shone bright as he watched her approach. Yes. She had made the right selection. Tonight would be a night to remember.

Tara sat in awe as they drove up the long driveway. The house that stood before them was vast in size and stature. This was not a house, but a mansion. Never had Tara seen anything like it. The whole front was done in a stone and brick design, interweaved perfectly to create an old English design. The front lawn and gardens surrounding the walk were immaculate. Flowers and shrubs of every variety detailed the curved entrance.

“That’s some house, huh, babe?”

“Oh, yes. It’s incredible. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Well, you will tonight.”

“Yes, and only because we were invited. This house is magnificent. I wonder why they’re so hidden at the back of the lots. I would love to be able to drive around this area and see all these beautiful homes.”

“It’s for privacy. Otherwise, they would have all us gawkers around constantly.”

Tara giggled. “You’re right. And I would be the number one gawker. Can you imagine living in a house like this? What a dream.”

“Maybe one day, babe. Dreams do come true.” With his final words, Dan got out of the car and came around to let Tara out. He held out his arm to his beautiful wife, and together, they climbed the stairs that led to the front door.

Tara let out a slight gasp as they entered the house. The large foyer was candle-lit, marking the way into the large party room. More bouquets of flowers were placed around the room, sending a sweet fragrance into the air. The aura in the room was electric. People mingled and stood around a small make-shift dance floor. The floor itself was lit with colored spot lights which flashed and moved, seemingly in time to the music which filtered through hidden speakers.

Seeing the only other couple they knew, Dan led Tara over to where Brian and Linda stood. Tara breathed a sigh of relief before giving Linda a tight hug. “Can you believe this place? It’s like out of a fairy tale.”

“I love it here,” Linda answered. “I’m not sure I want to leave.”

The two women continued to point out other aspects of the room they liked while the men went to get the group drinks. Tara was about to point out the elaborate fireplace in the corner when she spotted Garrett and Lucinda Robertson, their hosts, coming down the grand staircase.

“Oh, my,” Tara gasped as she watched them. Their entrance had been well-timed and orchestrated. Everyone in the room had a full view of the attractive couple as they entered their own party. Ohs and ahs were heard around the room as they made their way through to greet their guests.

Tara watched them in a hypnotic trance. She was mesmerized by their elegance and class as they circulated through the room. They were everything she had always assumed of the wealthy. Well bred, classy, beautiful and distinguished. And under it all, a sense of power that energized the room.

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she, Tara?” Linda said, pulling Tara back to attention.

“Absolutely.”

“Check out that dress. It’s exquisite,” Linda continued. “How much do you think it cost?”

“A lot, I’m sure,” Tara answered in reply but her attention had switched from Lucinda to Garrett Robertson. The black tux fit him to perfection and suited his dark Mediterranean looks. His hair was cut short and groomed neatly. It wasn’t his good looks that affected Tara, it was something else. As she was trying to place what it was, he looked at her and gave a small nod.

Caught off-guard, Tara blushed and turned away. She inwardly groaned at being caught staring at him like a schoolgirl with a crush.

Linda giggled at her pink-face friend.

“Oh, be quiet,” Tara said with a laugh. “Let’s go find those men and get our drinks.”

They found their husbands talking with a small crowd of colleagues from work. The group talked, laughed and enjoyed themselves. They ate, drank, danced and continued to mingle throughout the room.

Coming back from the dance floor with one of her husband’s co-workers, Tara excused herself and made her way to the powder room. It was on her way back that Tara was stopped by Lucinda Robertson.

“And how are you doing tonight, love? Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Oh, yes, thank you,” Tara replied. “It’s been absolutely wonderful. And can I say, you have a beautiful home.”

“Thank you, dear. Perhaps you will see more of it later. But first, let me introduce you to my husband.”

Tara turned. She hadn’t seen Garrett approach and again blushed slightly. “It’s very nice to meet you, Mr. Robertson. Thank you for inviting us. I was just telling your wife…”

He cut her off. “You will be the one.”

“Um, the one, what?”

“That will be on her knees, sucking my cock, before the night is through.”

“What?”

“I’ll call for you later.” With that, Garrett walked away without another look, at Tara or his wife.

Tara looked quickly to Lucinda to try and explain that she would never, but was struck quiet with the look she saw there. Lucinda did not look shocked or upset. Instead, she almost looked pleased. The grin on her face made Tara’s face turn from red to white.

“Hey, hun, you okay?” Dan’s words brought Tara out of her spell. She hadn’t even noticed Lucinda walk away.

“Um, no. I mean, yes. Yes, I’m fine, Dan, thanks.”

“Are you sure? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

“No, I’m fine, really.”

“Are you ill? Do you want to go home?”

“No!” The intensity in which she said the word shocked both of them. Although, she didn’t know what to think of the earlier encounter, she didn’t want to leave. But why? Garrett couldn’t have been serious. He hadn’t meant that. It was a joke at her expense, wasn’t it? It had to be. Plus, she would never do such a thing. She was a married woman and he was a stranger. Not to mention the fact, civilized people didn’t act that way.

Tara let out a shrill laugh that was unlike her. “I’m sorry, honey. I don’t know what got into me. I’m okay and I really do want to stay. Maybe I’ll just get a drink and go sit down for awhile.”

“Okay, Tara. But if you change your mind, let me know.” He walked her to the bar and ordered her a drink before leaving her on one of the many sofas to relax. She was acting peculiar tonight. He would keep an eye on her.

Tara knew she had alarmed Dan with her behavior. She could see him watching her as he mingled through the crowd. Damn. He couldn’t watch her all night. Tara swallowed a sob as the thoughts came. Why couldn’t he? It wasn’t like anything was going to happen. All she was going to do was sit here and regroup, then act like an adult and enjoy the rest of the party. Although her thoughts were logical, Tara felt upset. Did she want it to happen? To be on her knees before Garrett, sucking his cock? No. It was ridiculous. Then why did her mind keep going back to the idea. She knew she wasn’t drunk; she was only sipping on her second glass of wine. It had to be the shock of hearing something so blunt and forward. The absurdity was the reason it was still in her mind. Feeling better, though somewhat disappointed, Tara stood and made her way back into the crowd.

Tara laughed and was enjoying the conversation of the group of people she was with when a shiver ran down her spine. Garrett had brushed up behind her and let his hand rest in the small of her back. He whispered in her ear, “Third floor, second door on the left. You have five minutes.”

Tara’s face went white then blushed to deep crimson. He was serious. A nervous excitement ran though her before fear set in. She watched Garrett make his way up the stairway without even looking back. His posture said he knew she would be there as commanded. The arrogance of it put her off. How dare he. Did he really expect her to follow? He did, and deep down, she knew she would.

Tara excused herself from the group and headed to a small alcove along the wall. She needed to think. What was she doing? Was she really contemplating this? The nervous energy that flowed through her made her think so. She was on fire with heat and excitement. Even her pussy was wet with the thought of it. But how could this be? Normally, she would be offended beyond belief if anyone, even her husband, spoke to her that way.

No. It was absurd. She wouldn’t do it. Garrett Peterson may be powerful and rich, but he didn’t own her. No one could tell her what to do. Then why did the thought of being degraded like that turn her on? She did want this. Every fiber of her body was telling her so. Tara’s mind spun out of control as she battled being the good wife versus being a whore.

Unbeknownst to Tara, Lucinda had filled Dan in on the earlier conversation and of what had just transpired. Together they stood by the back bar and watched Tara with her inner struggle.

“If she goes, you will get to watch a treat, indeed.” Dan remained silent, his own thoughts whirling around in his head. Lucinda leant in, brushing her breasts against his side. “Oh, Dan, this is just the beginning. Imagine all the fun to be had.” Her smile was sinister as well as alluring.

Just as Dan was about to speak, both noticed Tara slowly make her way up the stairs.

“Let’s go up the back. Quick, follow me.”

Each stair was a painful experience for Tara. Her emotions boiled and she swallowed back a sob. What was she doing? Why was she doing this? Tears filled her eyes and threatened to spill over. Confused and frustrated, she climbed her way to the third floor.

The second door on the left loomed before her. This was the moment of truth. She could still leave. Turn and run away. But she knew she couldn’t. Her will was no longer her own. Somehow, Garrett had reached a place deep inside her soul with his prediction. He had sensed something in her she hadn’t realized. But now, here at the large oak door, she knew it was true. She wanted this. Needed it. This desire to be dominated and humiliated as he had done earlier. It had stirred desires in her that burned hot and deep. She couldn’t turn back now. This was her destiny and she hadn’t cared if anyone noticed her as she walked up the stairs. Even Dan was far from her mind. She belonged to Garrett in this moment and she knew she would do as he instructed. With a fire in her belly and a shaking hand, Tara turned the doorknob and entered the room.

“You’re late.” His voice was not loud but his disapproval was evident.

Tara stood dumbstruck. All her earlier confidence in her decision shattered. Fear stood out in her brilliant blue eyes.

“You must be punished for your tardiness. Strip, slut.”

Tara was not sure if she was more shocked from being told to strip or being called a slut. Whichever it was, both turned her on, and added to her confusion. Her fingers fumbled as she slipped the straps of her dress over her creamy shoulders. The dress fell away leaving her in only a pair of panties and black stockings, along with the four-inch heels she had worn. She looked at him with desperation.

“Now the panties.”

Tara couldn’t believe her hands as her fingers slipped away her black panties. Here she was, stripping away her clothes in front of this man, and she still didn’t understand why. What shocked her more was the knowledge that she liked it. Though her skin flushed red with embarrassment, she was sexually excited.

Garrett sat on the edge of the king-size bed and continued to look over her almost naked body. With a slight nod and a pat of his lap, he summoned her to him. “Over my knee, slut.”

“What?”

“Let’s not play games. You were late and you will be punished for it. Come here.”

On shaking legs, Tara approached and stood at his side. She knew what was expected of her. Gingerly, she lay across his lap. She gasped as his hand rested on her backside.

“A very lovely ass, indeed. Let’s see if we can make these cheeks blush as nice as the ones on your face.”

“Oh, god,” Tara moaned before the first smack came down. His hand continued to slap her ass in a rhythmic pattern and beat. And although it stung, Tara found she enjoyed the warmth and sensation it caused in her.

As the blows carried on, the heat and pain increased. Tara yelped with each new smack. But it was not the pain that fueled her desires. It was the fact that she was spread over a stranger’s lap and being punished. The shameful thought was bringing her to a peak. Before she could explode with pleasure, Garrett stopped and had Tara stand to face him.

He walked to the bureau before speaking. “I think you enjoyed that. Your pussy is soaked and ready to cum, but that’s not the reason you’re here.” Garrett stood and unzipped his trousers. Tara looked at him with wide eyes. “On your knees, slut.”

Tara started to walk to him.

“On your knees, now! You will crawl to me, understand?”

Shocked and with tear-filled eyes, Tara nodded and dropped to her knees. His displeasure added to her humiliation of having to crawl like an animal. “That’s better. Now kneel before me and open your mouth. Wider!”

Tara complied even though it was uncomfortable to have her mouth so open. The tears which had been welling in her eyes earlier spilled down her cheek as he slapped his cock against her lips. She tried to capture him in her mouth but he was intent on teasing her. He moved his cock just out of her mouth’s grasp.

“Look at the little slut trying to get that big cock. Come on, slut, get it.” His words chided her as he kept just out of reach. “What’s the matter? Open your mouth and take it. I know you want it, now come and get it.”

He stepped back every time she almost had his organ in her mouth, making her continue to crawl forward to stay in reach. It was humiliating and exciting at the same time.

Finally he allowed her to take him into her mouth. Her lips wrapped instantly around his rigid pole. Tara was so in need of him by this time that she eagerly sucked him deep into her mouth. Her rhythm was fast and urgent. The taste of his pre-cum fueled her desire and she thrust herself forward causing his cock to hit the back of her throat. She let it sit there before slowly gliding her lips along his shaft as she released him.

“Very nice, slut, but a gift like you have must be shared.”

Tara gave no thought to his words but rather concentrated on taking his cock back into her hot mouth. She didn’t notice that he had pressed a small button on the bureau as he spoke. It was only when a shadow passed over her did she open her eyes and stop.

Two men had entered the room. One was an older man who looked as if he had seen better days. He looked disheveled and dirty. The other was a young black man. Although he too looked out of place in this majestic house, his looks were very manly and rugged. These men had not been present downstairs but were obviously known to Garrett.

Tara was left naked and kneeling on the floor while he re-zipped his pants and spoke in a hushed tone to the two. She turned beat red with embarrassment while the men ogled her as they listened. Paralyzed with shame, she didn’t try to cover up her nakedness with her hands.

Tara watched in shock as the older man approached. “I got something for you to suck, girl.”

In disgust, Tara shook her head vehemently.

“Listen, bitch, take it out and suck it.”

“No. I won’t,” and then more weakly, “I can’t.”

Garrett’s voice cut in. “You can and you will.”

Tara looked to him immediately. She was ready to plead until she saw the look on his face. This was what he wanted. He had set it up. His eyes calmed her and she knew she would be okay. The need to please him overtook her earlier denial. Hesitantly, Tara took the old man’s cock into her mouth. After a few strokes, she forgot about him and concentrated on doing it for Garrett. The thought both excited and shamed her. She loved the feeling of giving into his control. At the same time, it made her feel used and like a toy. The idea that she was nothing more than sexual entertainment ignited her passions further.

So much so that when the young black man started to fondle her pussy, she let out a loud guttural moan. Tara tried desperately to hump his expert fingers while she blew the older man. Her sexual nature had been released and her body responded to her actions. All the while, she was aware of Garrett’s watching and tried her best to give him a good show.

Dan could not believe what he was seeing. There was Tara, sexually involved with two men while another watched. He might have burst into the room in anger if it hadn’t been for Lucinda. She had sensed his discomfort, and in an effort to sate him, started rubbing his cock through his pants while whispering in his ear.

“Doesn’t that look good, Dan? I bet you want some of that too, don’t you?” She paused for just a second. “I know I do.” Soon Lucinda was on her knees with Dan’s cock in her mouth. What could he do now? Tara was sexually satisfying strangers while his boss’s wife worked his own cock. What a party this had turned into. Dan continued to watch as the two men switched places on his wife.

“I got to try out that pussy now. Get up here and let the slut work on your package.”

By now, Tara was eager to see what the young black man had to offer. Her eyes grew wide when he pulled out his enormous member. Not only was it longer than she had ever seen, but thicker too.

Her attention was stolen momentarily by the older man’s grip on her hips before he plunged inside. “Oh, yeah, baby, that feels so good.”

Tara looked up to see Garrett still watching intently. He gave her a slight nod to continue. She wished it was Garrett who was fucking her but she was strangely satisfied knowing he was enjoying watching her. Taking the young man’s large cock in her hand, she placed her lips around its head. It was too large to take in fully but she pleasured him as best she could.

“You can take more.” Garrett’s voice invaded the air. “Come on, girl, show me what a slut you are.”

Fueled on by his words, Tara tried to take more of the massive cock into her mouth. She choked and gagged on it as the older man pushed her forward with his thrusts. The pain of her mouth open so wide was offset by the pulsing in her pussy and Garrett’s crude comments. He called her a slut. A whore. How she was nothing but a toy for their pleasure and amusement. She wanted it and they were going to give it to her. His comments sent her over the edge and she exploded in climax.

Dan had also climaxed at the same time as Tara and delivered his load into Lucinda’s eager mouth. She gently licked him clean and nuzzled his balls before standing up and excusing herself. When Dan turned to see where she was going, he noticed Brian and Linda standing there. They had not only been watching him and Lucinda but had full view to see the scene Tara was involved in as well.

Brian spoke in a hushed voice, “Sorry, man, but we came looking for you guys and kind of stumbled in on this. I have to say, we’ve quite enjoyed it so far.” The grin on Linda’s face said she was in full agreement.

“Um, I, um. I don’t know what to say,” Dan stuttered.

“Don’t say anything,” Linda whispered, “just watch.” The three focused their attention back to the main bedroom.

“I’m going to blow,” the older man called out. “Turn around, bitch and open wide.”

Tara released the big black cock from her mouth and turned to face the older man. She wrapped her lips around his shaft and swallowed his hot seed as it shot into her mouth.

“Oh, yeah, that was great, slut. Did you like that?” the older man asked.

Tara nodded in answer.

“Good. Then you’re going to love what’s coming next.”

“Yes,” Garrett chimed in, “and we shall enjoy watching her take it.”

Tara looked at Garrett in confusion and then felt the young man behind her. Ah. Now she would feel this massive cock in her pussy. Tara groaned in anticipation. His cock head dipped into her wetness. She tried to push back against him but he pulled out. When he brought his organ back to her, Tara jumped forward in shock.

“Remain still,” Garrett ordered.

Fresh tears spilt from her eyes as she knew she would not resist what was coming. Once again, she felt his huge member press against the delicate opening of her ass. In one slow, excruciating thrust, his cock invaded her inner sanctuary.

Tara cried out in sobs. She tried to breathe deep and allow her body to adjust to this huge invasion of her body. He started to fuck her ass with long slow strokes. And although each new drive made her gasp, soon she was thrusting back in rhythm.

“Now!” Garrett’s voice rang out. “Punish her ass hard.”

The young man increased his intensity and drove his cock deep into Tara’s ass. She screamed out with each new thrust. After a rapid flurry of strokes, the young man gave out a moan and unleashed his hot spunk into Tara’s ravaged ass.

As soon as he pulled out, Tara slumped to the floor in exhaustion.

“Oh, my, don’t tell me I’ve missed the party.”

Tara looked up instantly to the sound of Lucinda’s voice. Her eyes widened as she took in the vision before her. Lucinda was totally naked except for her heels and a humungous dildo strapped to her body.

“Ah, dear,” Garrett responded, “you know the party doesn’t start until you arrive.”

Lucinda grinned and stood directly in front of Tara. “Such a pretty little slut. Garrett always picks the best ones. Come, dear, let’s get you positioned properly.”

With a hold of Tara’s hair, Lucinda dragged her over to where Garrett sat on the edge of the bed. He had already taken off his pants and his organ was fully erect.

“Lay back, hun, and let our toy climb aboard.”

Tonight had been everything from a mixture of shame and embarrassment to excitement and sexual turn-ons for Tara. Whatever the consequences of her actions, tonight had opened her mind and allowed her sexuality to soar.

With a sense of complete lust, Tara climbed over Garrett and lowered herself onto his waiting cock. She moaned loudly as his hands grabbed her breasts and pulled her down. He twisted and pulled her nipples causing her to crush her chest against him in relief. Sensing Lucinda approach, he released his grip and moved his hands to spread Tara’s ass cheeks apart.

In one vicious thrust, Lucinda entered Tara’s ass with the huge strap-on. Tara cried out in pain and pleasure. The feeling was intense. She felt as if she would explode with the fullness. Lucinda continued to fuck Tara’s ass with hard strokes. With Lucinda’s forcefulness and Garrett’s cock hitting its mark inside her, Tara exploded in a flurry of orgasms.

Garrett followed soon afterward. Seeing the two were spent, Lucinda removed the strap-on from Tara and sat on the bed beside them with a pout.

“What’s the matter, my dear?” Garrett questioned.

“Our slut had all the fun and I still haven’t cum.”

“Well, dear, maybe our friends standing in the hall can remedy that,” Garrett said, acknowledging the voyeuristic trio with a grin.

Football Fun

Posted in anal sex, blowjobs, cheating, domination, exhibitionism, first times, groupsex, slut wife on May 23rd, 2014

Being in the military, I’ve met friends from all over and we often get into discussions about which football team is the best. My good friend Rick is a die-hard Chicago Bears fan and I’m a hard-core Oakland Raiders fan. We often give each other a hard time about how well our teams played that week.

This friendly competition progressed until we began putting a bet on each season. The guy whose team had the worse record had to buy $50 worth of football memorabilia for the winner.

For the last couple of years my Raiders, while not playing championship ball, were at least outplaying the Bears. This had earned me a lot of stuff, as well as bragging rights.

At the end of last season, I was over at his house, harassing him about another losing season while we drank beer and joked. His wife, also a Bears fan was getting a little tipsy and said that next year would be different; her team would win for sure. I asked her if she was looking to lose a bet along with her husband. She said she’d love to earn some free Bears stuff.

Joking with her, I said that her team sucked so bad that I already had all the Raiders stuff that was made, but that if she was interested, we could make the bet a little more interesting.

When she asked what I meant, I told her that if I won, she would have to wear nothing but Raiders stuff one night, and do whatever I said for that night. She thought about it for a moment and then agreed. She looked over at her husband for his permission and he smiled and said it was fine with him. The bet was on.

Fortunately, that was the season that the Raiders decided to show the league they knew how to play ball, while the Bears kept up their recent mediocre play. As the season wore down, I started getting everything together that I needed. When it was obvious that I had won I went over to their house to collect my prize.

Rick’s wife Sandy is a petite little brunette with a dynamite body. I’d always lusted after her in silence and envied Rick, but tonight I was going to do more than lust after her, that is, if I could actually get away with it.
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Welcome To The Neighborhood

Posted in anal sex, domination, girls kissing, lesbian, slut wife on March 31st, 2014

“Hold the elevator!” Called Brad, as he and his wife Sue raced along the empty corridor of their apartment bock. As the door began to close, he saw a small, slender hand hit the door open’ button on the control panel, and the door slide smoothly back with a quiet hum.

“Thanks” he said as he stepped aside, allowing Sue to enter first.

“No problem”

Brad looked at the owner of the voice. A young woman he had not seen in the building before. A petite frame, clothed in jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. Brad smiled at a pretty, heart shaped face framed by short, rather severe, brown hair. Brad saw that his wife had also noticed the woman and was also smiling sweetly at her. Brad had known that Sue was bisexual before they were married and that she had enjoyed several sexual liaisons since. He didn’t mind in the slightest, as long as she related her experiences to him later when they went to bed! The one thing that they had never yet managed to accomplish, was for Brad to watch his wife with another woman. Still, he lived in hope!

As the elevator came to a halt on the tenth floor, Brad and Sue let the young woman exit in front of them. Brad felt his arm being squeezed tightly as they followed her along the landing towards their apartment, and were both highly surprised to see her unlock the door to the apartment next to their own. It had been very obvious from the way that Sue first looked at the young woman, that there was an attraction there. Definite electricity, almost like an animal magnetism. As Brad and Sue entered their apartment, their hushed conversation was immediately concerning how Sue would approach the woman next door. Personally, Brad could not see the immediate attraction. He preferred to see women in attire similar to that which his wife habitually wore and that she wore then.

As Sue entered the kitchen to put the groceries that she was carrying away, Brad slipped up behind her circling his strong arms around her small waist. He put his face to her hair and inhaled the fresh scent.

“Mmmmmm, what are you after!” Sue commented with a small laugh

“Just you baby” He replied letting his hands drop to the front of her short leather skirt and lifting it slightly to reveal her smooth black stockings and matching suspender belt.

“I could see the way you were looking at our new neighbour. I know you too well. Was she making you just a little warm down here?

“Oh God …yes!” she whispered as her husbands insistent fingers found the front of her small lace panties.
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The Hostess

Posted in domination, fingers, girls kissing, lesbian, pussy licking, teen on November 25th, 2010

“Julia, I must say that the table looks absolutely divine,” gushed her good friend Minerva. “I second that motion,” Abra rejoined enthusiastically, “I don’t know how you do it, but every time I eat here it’s like dining at The Rainbow Room.” Julia took her seat at the head of the table as her three dinner companions took theirs, that being Abra, Minerva, and last but certainly not least, Rhonda, who of course every one called Roni. As was their usual custom, they were all dressed up for their once a month dinner party. “So, Julia,” Abra asked, “what’s on the menu for this evening?.?” “Are you referring to the dinner menu or dessert,” Julia replied with a laugh.?. “Either one or both,” Abra retorted. “Well then,” Julia responded, “I guess I’ll answer both of your questions, for dinner it’s poached salmon with almonds, and for dessert, it’s, well let me show you, Mia darling, you may start bringing in the dinner.”

All of the eyes at the table turned to see who was coming through the kitchen door. “Oh, my,” Roni gasped, “s-she’s beautiful, where on earth did you find her.?.” The object of Roni’s question pushed a serving cart to the edge of the table and began placing tossed salads in front of each of the diners. Mia continued around the table until everyone was served and then asked, “Do you need anything else, Miss Julia?.?” “Not until the main course, dear,” Julia replied, “you can go into the kitchen and get everything set up.” “Very good, ma’am,” the young girl replied, “just call if you need me.” After she had left the room, the three ladies all turned to Julia and began asking all sorts of questions all at once, until finally Julia raised her hand and said, “Hold it, one at a time, we have all evening, take it easy.” Minerva was the first to speak and asked, “Good lord, how old is she, she looks so young.?.” “Eighteen,” she just graduated from high school,” Julia shot back. “Where did you ever find her,” asked Roni, “girls like her don’t grow on trees.?.” “Actually, I met her at the bank, she was applying for a job and I offered her a better one,” Julia replied. Then finally, Abra asked the evenings most pertinent question, “Is she as tasty as she looks.?.” All Julia said was, “Better.
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SHW6 Compensation For Damages

Posted in Big tits, blowjobs, cuckold, cum eaters, domination, exhibitionism, first times, groupsex, interracial, slut wife, warthog stories on May 21st, 2010

“Thank goodness its Friday,” said Mary.

“You got that right,” added Kevin.

Mary and Kevin were on their way to dinner and then to a movie. They both had had a grueling week and looked forward to a relaxing evening out. It was July, it was hot and Kevin had begun to perspire. As Kevin fiddled with the truck’s air conditioner Mary went down a mental list of restaurants that the couple liked.

Kevin couldn’t help noticing Mary’s sexy legs as he adjusted the air. They were covered by a pair of black thigh high stockings. Kevin also noticed that Mary was wearing a new pair of black high heel shoes with the new flair styled heel. He had noticed earlier when they left the house that her five foot three inch frame seemed to be three or four inches taller than usual. Very sexy he thought. The rest of her outfit wasn’t bad either. A mid thigh length black wrap around skirt just barely hid Mary’s stocking tops. Her red silk blouse fit her figure nicely and he liked the way her lovely breasts pushed against the shiny material. Mary had obviously spent some extra time on her shoulder length brown hair and her makeup added a touch of sensuality to her pretty face. Kevin was very proud of Mary. He loved to go out and show off his beautiful wife.

“KEVIN, WATCH OUT,” yelled Mary.

Kevin looked up in time to see a car stopped in the road signaling for a left turn. He slammed on the brakes but it was too late.

BANG!!!!

“SONOFABITCH,” bellowed Kevin. Kevin looked over the hood of his truck at the back of an old Caddy. He realized that he had lingered on Mary’s exquisite body too long and hadn’t been paying attention to the road. The collision had been hard but it didn’t appear to be too serious. Thankfully, they were wearing their seat belts. Kevin looked at Mary and said, “Are you OK, Mary?”
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Room For Rent

Posted in blowjobs, domination, pussy licking, teasing on May 14th, 2010

Hi. My name is Mona – I’m 28, single, and I own a house. Just got it 2 weeks ago, moved in 2 days ago, and really confronted what it would take to make the payments.

When I first found out I was responsible for the payments, I asked friends to move in. Then my sister and brothers, but all declined. I broke down the other day and put an ad in the paper for roommates. I’m not concerned if they are male or female, just as long as they pay the rent and don’t destroy the house.

The ad had run two days when I got my first call, Dean. He said he is 23, in his last year of college and wants out of the dorms. I asked if an hour was okay and he said sure.
Let me tell you about the house while we wait for him: it’s a 2-story, 6 bedroom, 3 bath. It has a huge downstairs living room and kitchen area, plus a den and a family room. What I love about the house is the back yard. Its got a pool & tons of grass in great shape, you can lay down or walk barefoot on it without fear of bugs and dirt.

Ok, now I guess I should tell you how I came to own the house. About two years ago I was desperate for money and I did some escorting for about six months. One “client” was a newly divorced man who had a thing for fast sex: he loved to see how fast he could make me come. It was truly a game for him (he even had a stop watch). Well, three months ago I get a call from some lawyer telling me that he died and I had been willed his house and to come in for the reading. I went down the next week, heard the reading, signed a lot of papers and received the key. He died in a car accident on his way home from the local nudie bar. Driving too fast for the slick roads and slid into a tree. Since he was divorced already, I have no fear of his ex-wife claiming it as community property like wives can in California.
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Limousine Lust

Posted in blowjobs, cheating, cuckold, cum eaters, domination, fucking, groupsex, slut wife on September 9th, 2009

I am in love with my wife Sally. I am also in lust with her. She is the only woman who truly turns me on and I have no interest in other women. But, for some reason I cannot figure out, I get even more turned on when other men are attracted to Sally. When I fantasize I don’t fantasize about myself with other women, I fantasize about Sally with other men. After I first shared this fantasy with Sally I learned that she was interested in fucking other men as well. It was just a matter of time before we made our fantasies a reality.

Since our first threesome with another man three years ago, Sally has fucked at least 35 men. She loves being the center of attention and she likes to take on lots of cocks, so many of her encounters with other men have been gang bangs. We are always searching out new adventures for Sally, new ways for her to experience strangers’ cocks. Sally’s latest escapade took place on the streets of Houston.
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Punished

Posted in at school, domination, Fetish, masturbation, sex toys, spanking on August 12th, 2009

Jill knew that she was in trouble the moment she heard the sharp voice of Miss Norton ordering her to halt! It was way past curfew and here she was out in the hall trying to sneak back to her own room. “Hold it right there, Miss Penice!” the head of school security barked. “Do you know what time it is?” “Uh, yes ma’am,” Jill replied with a sinking heart. “The why are you where not supposed to be?” Petra Norton intoned evenly. “Well uh, you see it’s like this,” Jill stammered. “Like what? Petra asked harshly. “This is the third time this semester you’ve broken curfew,” Petra Norton went on, “the last time you promised not to let it happen again!” Jill stood there with her head hung low, wishing for all the world she was anywhere but right here. This time it is going to be different,” Petra said firmly. “Now, follow me to my office, we’re gonna get it all straightened out!”

As they wound their way through the maze of corridors Jill tried one last time to reason with Petra Norton. “Can’t we just wait until tomorrow, Miss Norton, I-it’s so late?” “I guess you should have thought about that before flaunting the rules,” Petra said coldly as they approached her office. “Now sit down and shut up while I try to figure out what to do with you!” Miss Norton’s office was spartan to say the least, with bone white wall, a small metal desk, and several straight back chairs for visitors! If it was designed to make a person feel unwelcome it was doing good job of it, cuz Jill was dreading every minute she was in there! Petra Norton plopped down in her chair and interlaced her fingers and held them behind her head while staring at the young woman on the other side of the desk. Jill shivered as the older woman looked right through her, but even she couldn’t have imagined what was about to happen next!
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Cum Princess

Posted in blowjobs, cum eaters, domination, Fetish, groupsex, slut wife on January 28th, 2009

About two or three times per year my wife becomes a cum princess. Usually our sex life is active, but somewhat straightforward. But when my wife has to have cum, she is a different woman, and there is no stopping her. My wife loves having men cum on her. And try as I might, there is no way I alone can fill her desire to be drenched with cum from head to toe. She is possibly the most beautiful cum princess out there. Sonjia is a tight 33 year old. Her 5’5″ frame at 105 lbs is almost all breasts and leg. Except of course for her milky white face, with those big brown eyes. Milky white, no doubt, because of all the jism that has landed on it!
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Loaner

Posted in anal sex, BDSM, blowjobs, domination, Fetish, fucking on December 31st, 2008

I was still fully dressed . . . but Sir had just finished removing his last few articles of clothing, tossing the items here and there. Watching him in the large mirror before me, I wondered what he had in mind and, even though my back was to him, he stared into my eyes in such a way that I felt a momentary chill course up my spine.  Master had informed me that he was loaning me to a friend for the evening and he instructed me regarding what I should wear. He told me to make him proud of me by being a good slave . .  that this would be my first taste of domination without the use of restraints. I intended to obey his wishes to the letter. I was wearing a plain white satin blouse over my bare breasts, the slinky material betraying my excitement. I wore a long, blue pleated skirt of the same satin material as my blouse and the length of it made me feel somewhat overly modest since it reached nearly to the floor. Looking down in the mirror I could just see the tips of my black patent leather heels peeking out, the four-inch spikes lifting me nearly to Sir’s height. I wore white satin panties underneath the skirt just as he wanted, and the long, dangling earrings completed my attire.
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The Fitting

Posted in at work, domination, fingers, first times, girls kissing, lesbian, masturbation, older younger, pussy licking on November 12th, 2008

This was the one day of the year Molly hated to go shopping!!! No, she hadn’t lost her feminine drive to load up her credit card buying the latest fashions, it was just that this was the day she had to buy her new bathing suit for the up coming season!!! While she was a nineteen years old and a sophomore in college, she still had the body of a fourteen year old, and she still lived in dread of having a sales lady ask if she shouldn’t check with her mother on what suit to pick out!!! Sometimes when she looked into the mirror she wondered if she would ever grow up, with her sparsely cover pussy bulging with half open lips and her tiny breasts topped with little nipples that always seemed to stay erect, she was a picture of wholesomeness that was betrayed by her ever ready sexual organs!!!

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Wife Gets Revenge

Posted in bisexual, blowjobs, cheating, cuckold, cum eaters, domination, fucking, gay, groupsex, revenge on September 6th, 2008

Having been married for 10 years, I was somewhat discontent with my sex life. It wasn’t because my wife and I didn’t have sex. We had great sex and had it quite frequently. I just needed a change. I started to have an affair with a rather plain woman I had known for several years. I got out of work at about 8:30 each morning, swung by her house and knocked off a piece before going home to an empty house (my wife having left for work by 9 AM). This worked out great. I got laid, came home for a shower and got some sleep before the old ball and chain got out of work. Then I fucked up and didn’t even know it.

I was really beat one morning after work, but I stopped for a quickie anyway. When I got home, I crashed on the couch with out taking a shower and was out before I knew what happened. I woke up to a warm mouth on my cock which was as hard as steel. I moaned and moved. My wife lifted her head from my cock and said ” I just couldn’t resist that hard on when I saw it in those shorts. I hope you don’t mind”.

Mind? How could I mind? It felt great!

My wife sucked me until I came in her mouth, jumped up and said” gotta go back to work. See you later.”
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Needy Urge

Posted in domination, lesbian, pussy licking, sex toys on December 20th, 2007

“Oh, no,” Belinda groaned to herself, “not now, please not now, I don’t have time for this right now!!!” But no amount of pleading or denial would change the basic facts, she was a lesbian fem who although she lived alone and all of her lesbian friends were fems, once every two or three months the uncontrollable urge to be taken by a bull dyke and just plain be dominated!!! When the urge struck her, her frilly panties would be drenched with a flow of pussy juice that was almost overwhelming!!! She looked at the clock on her office wall and commented, “Shit, still two hours to go until five,” as she dabbed the sweat from her forehead, “please, clock go,” she pleaded!!!

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