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| I am a 52 year old man that has been involved in the lifestyle since an incident in college in 1983.I make my own whips and other toys and have sent cats to friends and ex-lovers around the world. I am looking for a tall, intelligent, well read woman with flexible morals and sense of adventure. If you are willing to explore your fantasies to the fullest, drop me a line. I have some journal entries of my misspent youth you may find of interest or entertaining. I recommend the various Nurse's Tales or The Phantom of Bugg'ar Hall.
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SHE WENT OFF THE RESERVATION AND NOW SHE IS IN TROUBLE
The nurse returned to my life after a period apart. She are reconnecting but she occasionally forgets herself. Last night was case in point. She had gone to a sports bar with co-workers to wtch the game and left her phone on the table. when I called, the picture on her phone for my calls was revelaed to be...her handcuffs. there were questins. So, when I discovered she broke one of our rules, be discrete, she was told to go to the bathroom, to take the vibrator in her purse and insert it and turn it on and to put on hernipple clips and await my next call. She complied. BUT, she had been drinking pomagranate martinis, which affect her judgement. so, she had a "black out" and went off the reservation. So, I obvioulsy have been letting training and standards slide. Tonight, jan 13, 20`13, she is attendng mass, with her mohter, with a dildo inserted and her nipple clips on and much tighter then she really enjoys. She will also spend 3 hurs tonight at the edge of orgasm without release. And her new mantra is..."WHY GO OUT FOR VANILLA WHEN I CAN HAVE ROCKY ROAD DELIVERED?". And she will be eating her meals standing for the rest of the month.gee, and after she got a new flogger, a feather tickler, and a nice glass cock that goes in the freezer for christmas. I have been far too indulgent of her out of state vanilla indulgences. this will be corrected. |
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THE PHANTOM OF BUGG'AR HALL-Part four
"Amazing what smart shops one can find in these out of the way villages." Alex thought as she walked to her car. Bugg'er Hall had amply passed the Registry's requirements and she had made quite sure to book His Lordship's Suite for the Grand Opening Weekend. Surprisingly,she had awoke to a room undamaged, only the bedclothes had been scattered about,and her nightdress was rent in two and hanging from a wall sconce.Her new sandals clicked authoritatively on the cobbles. With a three inch heel and roman lacings to the knee, they were totally impractical for driving, but she wore them so well.And they looked so good with her denim micro mini,that most likely had begun as American 501 jeans with the buttons down the front and five pockets and invigeratingly short fraying hem. But it allowed a long, confident stride,arousing and breezy. Her tight black silk cami top caressed and clung to her unfettered breasts, raising her nipples and spirits equally as she hopped into her rental, a sporty Cooper Roadster Convertible rather then the Ford sub compact in which she arrived. She wiggled her newly enthonged bum into a more intimate contact with the leather upholstery, fired up the 300 plus horsepower engine, who's rumbling throb of power was unerringly transmitted directly to her driver's seat. "Bugg'er 'All. Quite." she thought." I shall endeaver to be more Shagworthy from now on.". Slamming the car into gear and warming with appreciation for every shifting gear, she accelerated into the fast lane to London. The afternoon sun meeting her half lidded feline smirk of insatiable satisfaction.
"RELEASE ME! RELEASE ME!"the voice most monsterous was barely matched in horror by the hideously malformed beast from which it emanated. Above 7 feet in height if fully erect,it's twisted face could barely top one half of that. The curve of its horrifically hunched right shoulder was a full foot above its gnarled howling visage. Its left eye was a white glaze of cataracts, its bloodshot right a whirlpool of rage. Poorly healed scars criss crossed its head and body,leaving weeping gashes and gaps, opening its cheek enough to reveal broken black and missing molars. The right arm was normal enough, though of great size and the hand was horny and rough as a dry stack wall. The left arm was pulled and broken, ending in a three finger hand of talon gauntness. The hugely muscled right leg bore its weight as the oft broken and diseased left leg ended in a clubfoot that flopped uselessly. Its only gait was a shuffling, dragging three point stride in the dark, dripping, moss covered tunneled caverns deep beneath the patios of Shagworthy Estate. "RELEASE ME NOW!!!!!!!!!!" screamed the beast, its echoing words rolling and rebounding from the endless miles of subterranean labyrinth. And in that echo came the words he knew all so well.
BUGG'ER SHAGGE WORT, YE DID HAUNT THESE LANDS AS HIGHWAY MAN AND BRIGAND FOR 30 YEARS. 12, 592 INNOCENT SOULS DIED AS YOUR ENTERTAINMENT AND SUP.8,285 WOMEN FROM TODDLING BABES TO GAUNT AND TOOTHLESS GRANNIES DIED BENEATH YOU AT YOUR WHIM. YOUR VERY NAME IS SYNONOMOUS WITH THE INFAMOUS ACT YE USED TO MURDER ALL THOSE SUFFERING PILGRIMS,WHO DIED IN YOUR BED FOR YOUR LARDER. HORRIBLE DEGRADING RAPE YOU DO KNOW, HONEST LOVE IS BEYOND YOUR KEN, BUT SEDUCTION YOU WILL LEARN.THAT NUMBER PLUS ONE WILL YOU KNOW BY A SLOW HAND AND A GENTLE WAY, UNTIL THERE IS A SATISFIED, FULFILLED LOVER FOR EVERY PERSON YE DEFILED.OR ELSE,YOU CAN STAY DOWN HERE IN THE DUNGEONS. WITH US. YOUR VICTIMS.FOREVER.
His voice started low, then rose in volume and force as his rage took his reason.'their moanings are meaningless, their groans without source,They Never Beg For My Mercy,THEY DO NOT SCREAM TO CLIMAX. THEY...DO..NOT...YODEL!!!!" His howls were the agonies of the eternally damned. "IT'S...NO...GOOD..For... Me..if.. they.. do not...(whispered) yodel. He crawled past the stalactites fanging the tunnel ceiling and dragged himself into the dark, wet,mossy darkness.
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THE PHANTOM OF BUGG'AR HALL-Part three
""That single word seemed to echo within the chamber. Alex nearly regretted the utterence, but she had to know, to try just one more thing,take one more step into the wild side tht she had repressed for so long. She waited. And nothing happened! Afraid to open her eyes, afraid to move, she waited, open, vulnerable, achingly waiting for...for what? Then, the least little pressure between her cheeks, the lightest whisper of breath parting her, touching her, spreading open the final taboo.She winced, expecting a tearing pain as he took her. She felt something inserted, her flesh easily parting for..what?
No larger then a spaghetti! It slipped into her, nesting comfortably."Well. bullocks! Is that it?" she exclaimed. There was a bump against her butt, like that of a man behind her.. And the prescence inside her began to grow. In long, slow, excrutiatingly patient strokes, she felt it slowly beginning to grow, larger in girth, longer, and that wonderful filling was so terribly gentle, warm and tight. And she could feel his hands upon her, caressing her hips, running over her cheeks, as he took ever so long to pull his entire length from her and then, "Oh, God, it IS getting bigger."Such a long and wonderful time, time with no meaning, and she began to slowly rock in concert with each inward stroke, writhing and grinding upon her impaling pole that slowly felt so much deeper, so much bigger with each decreasingly gentle stroke. She began to push back against him, taking him deeper and faster, trying desperately to regain the tempo of earlier, the wild abandon of the night. He felt as if he was deep within her chest, his uncut head between her lungs, pushing against her very heart,in perfect rythem, her pulse and his strokes became one. And she wanted more.
"Oh god, be brutal, Please, Be brutal with me." she cried, her tears of need and shame and joy welling from her eyes, pooling on the mattress beneath her. She was rocking on her knees now, pushing hard against the headrails, taking a larger and heavier and thicker organ within her with every stoke. "My God, He IS HUGE, (and more then a bit painful)", but she no longer cared about anything but finishing this act, surviving this night, taking all that Shagworthy could give and coming out the other side. His entire length was outside her, then filling her until it felt as if she was going to choke on him, it filled her throat, tickling the back of her tongue? "My god,if he should ejaculate, I shall look very much like a lawn sprinkler!"She thought. The image of ectogism fountaining from her ears,nose and mouth started giggles that turned into hard, wild, desperate fucking groans.There was nothing remotely refined or proper now, she bucked and roiled, writhed and heaved with every thrust of her Rider.When the first hard swat cracked across her right ass cheek, the inch thick English Oak dowels in her white knuckled grasp exploded to toothpicks."yes, God, YES, BEAT ME, BEAT ME NOW!!!"She screamed. With every fifth stroke of his magnificently molded cock was accompanied with a hard, rein calloused palm smacking her butt cheeks, alternating left, then right. Head rails were popping and splintering around her fingers as she tried to find purchase to push back into this wonderful depravity, this long awaited rush of being utterly and totally depraved.
She could feel his hands all over, as if he had several more then regulated. One hand kept perfect tempo on her ass, a swat every fifth stroke. Was that the 50th or the 550th? She had no idea nor care. just that it was everything and nothing like she had ever imagined. Another pair of hands cupped her breasts, hard gripping hands kneeding her flesh, pinching and twisting her nipples until every breath was a herculean effort to inhale. She was beyond moans, beyond screams, she had entered sex so good she was literally speechless. Even her barely perceptible breathes got lost in the hard sharp crackng spanking she received, the sounds of flesh on flesh, sliding in to perfect tight fit,so lovely, so filling, so huge, everything she had never known and it just couldn't get any better then this.
And then it did. With a hard hand spanking her, and two hands gripping her tits savagely, another strange hand fell, flat palmed across her lips, circling her clit. There was no place left to go but into sweet release.
Her howls of ecstasy as she climaxed started within human hearing at painful decibles and rose into the ultra sonic. Bats for miles started and fled as she felt the waves of a damn good butt fucking sweep over her, her hands grippng the last two rails, the cords in her arms, neck and thighs in such high relief as to look permanently deformed.She was beyond trembling, it looked and felt as if she was convulsing, every muscle in such terrible overload as to have her entire body in motion, her skin flicking and twitching and quivering like a horse shooing a fly. "BUT ALL OVER AND I CAN'T STOP!!!!!"(why would you stop this?) And for one tiny second, she had contol enough to INHALE and her shreicks of pain/pleasure echoed and reechoed through Bugg'ar Hall. And the waves just wouldn't stop!"one is glad to be of Service" she heard in her ear as one last hard hand on her butt, one last deep stroke clear to her eyebrows swept her from the known world and into deep,dark, blissful oblivion. |
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THE PHANTOM OF BUGG'AR HALL -Part Two
WARNING- THIS FICTION CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND SEXUAL IMAGERY. If you find such offensive, You don't want to be here.
as she opened herself to her ectoplasmic paramour. Her sweat soaked night dress was dripping, bunched about her waist, and so wet as to be totally transparent. She reached out for her lover, to place him where she so desperately needed him to be.Her hands passed unimpeded as she groped, frustrated, angry, bewildered. She could not stay like this! She could not live so aroused and unfulfilled. Lord Shagworthy needed to be filling her and damn quick! Her eyes slit open enough to see the large beveled mirror on the wall across from the bed. For the first time, she saw herself nearly naked, fully aroused, ( bitch in heat) the voices in her head hissed.( strumpet)(slut) as she saw for the first time her hard, erect nipples, her sweating quivering abdomen, her trembling thighs. She had never seen herself in full rut and it attracted her and repelled in equal measure. Her right proper English upbringing made attempts to end her pleasure, to bring her back to the plain, severe, passionless English lass in modest array and sensible shoes. But to return to that person of proper standards meant giving up this, with so much left to know, so much left undone.Her fingers brushed across her well shaven mons, and the sensation electrified her from toenails to scalp. Every nerve was alive, and in need, and screaming for release.She again ran her hand over her secrets, wondering if she must again finish what a man had started.
The light breeze of warm,nay, hot human breath tht wafted across her lips startled her as she arched harder and higher into the air.Her shaving to "tidy' her unruly area was such a lie, such a blatent barren lie. She had so diligently shaved for this moment,this activity. Sometimes, in her deepest darkest dreams she had barely flitted past such thoughts. Now, she wondered if she could live without it, or, more to the point,if she could survive. The incredible sensitivity of her body was such that even thought was felt on her breasts, across her heaving belly, along her straining legs. And those lips, those sensual English lips, with just a hint of tongue,achingly slowly progressed from her left knee north,slowly taking her beyond arousal into near madness. (no proper english woman would enjoy this)(this is wrong, it is naughty, nanny says)(The bible says, )(intercourse is for procreation only, it is a sin to enjoy it)Alex heard all the arguments in her mind, she must stop this,but she must not.She had to decide, now, here and forever who she was.Prim english prude or a real, sexual woman.(no woman of culture and breeding would enjoy or even allow herself to be...eaten) In that instant, she took the neck of her night gown in her hands and ripped it to shreds off of her body.She watched as it fluttered across the room, draping a moment like a disapproving nurse, then falling to a heap.Her last inhibitions fell with her clothes and she was as wildly desperate as any opiate addict in need of her high. She planted the soles of her feet firmly on the mattress, took the now tangible head of her incubus in her hands, twining her fingers deep into the lush, full curls, and then THRUST up to meet that wickedly talented mouth and tongue, her labia laying open like orchid petels in gentle rain.
Time ended. Moments, minutes,millenium passed as she watched herself in the mirror, near horrified at her wanton enjoyment of this...delightful depravity."Small wonder that church and soceity forbids this, it's far too good for the likes of them." she thought. She watched as her hips bucked and heaved, bumped and ground against the transparent face she could feel against her,spread wider then any medical exam, she was howling, moaning deep in her chest, growling like a a wounded predator.Her head whipped side to side with each stroke of his tongue, each deep soulful kiss, each probing lick . Her approaching climax started at her toenails, ripping and rippling through her body,every tendon streched taut, every muscle in full spasm, she trembled in a grand mal seizure of incredible pleasures.Her legs had raised and spread till her toes were en pointe at oppossing ceiling corners., She screamed her delight to the world, moaning and begging in whispery half heard words, "don't stop, oh please, don't dare stop." His last deep kiss upon her clit sent her into oblivion, light so bright as to be solid, darkness so deep as the bottom of the earth.His hands cupped her ass as she swooned, the world going near dark. She could feel his smooth cheekbones against her inner thighs,his chiseled chin resting , nay, just parting her ass.For a moment, she knew no more.
Slowly,as the world returned,she knew that she had to finish this,go all the way to the end.But, a man's first erection is never, quite , long enough. In duration.It always fades so achingly close. With her few human lovers,her clever hands could slip past that first short coming to a more enduring prowess. But, that was for her weak little men. Her Ghostly God of Love deserved something more, something completely beyond anything of her experiance. And she wasn't sure exactly where to begin. She abruptly sat up,eyes half lidded, and reached out to..nothing.Tears of regret and frustration welled in her eyes.She opened her mouth to cry out and felt the lightest brush aginst her lips. No more encouagement did she need. Alex opened her mouth wide and lunged forward, feeling on her lips, her tongue,the back of her throat what she had never known before. A child with a lemon pop would not have licked so meticulously from base to tip as she, slowly savoring the taste of Him.No hard working whore in Piccadilly could have engulfed a man so rapidly, as deeply, and with such single minded attention as she gave her Light Brigadier. Her deep moans in perfect harmony with her tempo, she gripped His perfect hard ass in her hands and hauled him closer to her, taking him deeper and with more fervent need with each passing second. She could feel the tiny tight curls of the hair on his butt cheeks, his testicles bouncing off her chin in amusing, if distracting counter tempo,but His prescence in her mouth was just right,not too big so she'd choke, not so small as to be superfluous. And it tasted like life. She felt fingers on her face, cupping her head, and a slight small forward thrust met hers in harmony.She was taking his entire length in each stroke,faster with each repatition. Her own passion was also rising, and she felt another climax approach. Her breasts ached for his hands,her loins begged for his firmness.
The sudden pleasant warmth tht exploded in her mouth and down to her belly was brandy on a cold winter's day, hitting bottom and spreading to her fingertips and toes and back, leaving a lovely little fire behind and below her belly button. Her own climax dwarfed his by magnitudes exponential,silently,as her mouth was full, and no lady would shreik with her mouth full. And nothing to wipe from her lips.
She threw herself back, spreading wider as she gripped those cavalry thighs, hard and powerful as the horse they once commanded.She guided him surely to her own saddle, to be ridden to the chase and beyond. Her hands still filled with his flesh, but with less heft,less reality, brought him hard against her wet waiting body.She could feel his length to her naval and more.She writhed to place him, strained to lift him or move him or just, "Bloody HELL, when would he take her?"(harlot)(freak)(necrophiliac)(you are fucking a ghost,a DEAD MAN)The final inhibitions, her last rational mind tried to keep her from this irrevocable step.Whimpering in arousal that was becoming .well, painful, wonderfully, frighteningly painful. until the sheets tore beneath her and still she was losing her stud."Please, OH GOD, PLEASE, JUST, JUST, T-T-T-T-A-A-A-A-A-A-K-K-K-K-K-E-E-E-E-E MM-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-E-E-E-E-E"Her scream ripped off dressed stone walls,echoing like a damned soul. It was as a baby's coo compared to her moan as he placed hmself within, and in a malevolently slow 30 second stoke, totally impaled her.
AND SHE HOWLED.He was perfectly right, not so narrow as to bang about, not so thick as to hurt, all THAT much, and well long enough to meet unexplored territory. , Every moment of Alex's lust was reflected in the mirror and the more she witnessed, the more she had to do. AND SHE WENT WILD.The backs of his knees cradled her heels, his perfect hard flexing ass in her hands as she found his tempo, found it wanting,and literally rode his shaft to her liking.Every inch of her body felt his hands, his kiss. Her mouth knew his mouth, and his satisfying firmness. She was doing everything at once and doing nothing at all, but just experianceing the wonder of telling the world to Bugger All. She felt his chest against her face, kissed him, then nibbled, and then bit down hard. His rythm increased and the thrusts somehow deepened, and the spiraling joy of harder and faster left her unable to draw breath, unable to think.Just the feeling of flesh.The wonderful, wicked,feelings of the flesh.Her screams muffled by his pec clenched tight in her teeth,she watched the BED ACTUALLY CRATERING, THE MATTRESs HITTING THE FLOOR BENEATH THEM AND THE CANOPY POSTS DIPPING TO CENTER,with every stroke like an honor gaurd dipping their banners for the Queen. "I am going to destroy a fucking 200 year old heirloom." That final thought sent her over the edge.Total Physical Overload. Like her laptop hooked into a lighttenning bolt, She could not take any more.
Her awakening, veiwed from the mirror, equally cat in the canary cage and school boys caught in the act.The canopy above her sagged from a near diagonal head post. The sheets had long past been shredded and the goose down mattress had seen better nights, during the Blitz.The comforter had mysteriously made for the door, as if to leave with some segment of human decency. The pillows were a memory of cotton ticking and goose down and the air was filled with faux snow flakes. Alex stretched, a long full body strech that relaxed, excited and aroused in unmanageable amount. "Well, in for a penny,in fora Crown.", she thought.She rolled over onto her stomach, took the headrails in white knuckle grip, left knee moving up,tucked tight against her ribs. With tight clenched eyes and quivering chin,she turned her head to her left shoulder, her trembling lips barely visible past her long blond hair. In a voice near imperceptible, an anemic whisper, she licked her lips, exhaled her...."please"...........
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THE PHANTOM OF BUGG'AR HALL
THE FOLLOWING FICTION CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND SUBJECT MATTER.IF A FRANK AND HONEST VEIW OF SEXUALITY IS OFFENSIVE,WHY ARE YOU HERE?
Alex was having a hell of a time finding the "Manor House" on her list.Every year some ostensibly noble family with land riches and not much more, the crumbling contents of their decaying country 'Manor's" barely counted. If they had anything worth much, they wouldn't be petitioning the Inland Historical Registry for the "privalage" of opening their ancestral homes as bed and breakfasts.The Midland manors were the worst,mostly less then 250 or 300 years old with minimal history or architectureal relevance. Most were just Georgian or Victorian brick piles with all the mod cons of electric and plumbing, both done in the Edwardian,with perhaps a scrawny telly aerial poking from a turret roof. Bugg'er Hall was reported to be of Pre-Roman origin,with various buildings and wings ranging back to 100 bc. "Bullocks" she thought."I'll bet no part of it is older then the Tudors."" And Bugg'er Hall, what type of tourist would stay at a hotel named after a gay sexual act. Other then coastal Americans, of course." Her thin smile was as dark and cold as the heavy rain falling about her.
Finally, she saw the turn to the manor house and drove down the oak lined lane leading to a large cobbled drive in front of a dark rough stoned wall, compelete with portacullis and drawbridge.If her mood had been better, she would have been astonished by the varying styles and periods eveidant from the courtyard in front of the Great Doors. All she wanted was a hot bath, a stout whiskey and bed. And to get the hell out of the Midlands. She sounded the horn a good five minutes before she realized she would be parking her own car and carrying her own luggage. The chances of Bugg'er Hall to open as anything more then a rock quarry were dimenishing rapidly.
Luckily the huge, ten meter doors were unlocked and properly balenced,the one Alex opened swing wide and nearly swept her from the step. Her mood was getting much darker.She entered the mosaic tiled floor of the Entry and had yet to meet anyone in charge. "Small wonder they haven't the means to keep such an estate, they allow any passer by the ability to walk off with the furnishings." she thought.'Obviously they drink." "Hello, is there anyone about. It's Alex Gaunt from the Inland Historical Registry. Hello?" her inquire echoed down the long hallways until,"Allo Lass, been waiting for ye since noon.Be right with ye, just making a cuppa" The thick accent was nearly unrecognizable as speech,anywhere but the midlands.
An elderly man of good stature wearing worn gameskeeper gear came into the entry, his wellington's squinching water with every step. "Alex Gaunt is it? I'm Ian Shagworthy, 16th and last Earl of Shagworthy, welcome to Boogg'er Hall." He picked up her suitcases as if they were a stack of tea cozies." I imagine you want a hot bit and a sip and straight to bed then.I've taken the liberty of having it delivered to your room, if ye'll follow me this way." He strode off down a hallway, leaving Alex standing with her mouth agape at his brusque manner.Well, he'll have no chance of opening now, she thought.One does not leave the representative of the Inland Historical Registry standing in the hall hat in hand.
She ran to catch up to him and realized he was giving her a history of the manor, without her actual prescence. "Eh-a,the lower foundations of the barns are Roman,a stable for a legion I'd imagine. At least,it would appear to have been such.But, the real treasure is the pre roman mounds out toward the hills. It's where the Hall gets its name ye see.Back in the druid era, a horrible troll or giant lived these lands, Bugg', and they named the hill after him." Alex noticed his pronounciation finally." You call it BO-O-Ogg'er Hall, bog, like a swamp? Then why is named after a sex act that gets every person giggling like naughty schoolboys?"The ice of her tone made clear her thoughts on the name. ", ah, well.The troll or whatever, Bogg, was a true demon of his time. kidnapped damsels, killed whole armies, ate human flesh.Only a true knight could kill him and did so up on this hill.Hence the name, Bogg's er, Bogg's Hill. It's just that the language took a turn and what was once a simple honest name became, well, a butt of a joke."
They were walking up the sweeping staircase, its walls covered by third and fourth rate portraits of various ancestors of various times. Some of the Elizabethan paintings were of decent quality, but others were barely childish dabbings,she had seen better magneted to the frig. But, at the top of the stairs was a portrait of a man, early napoleanic era, and what a man! He was in the uniform of the Famous Light Brigade, but obviously 20 or more years before its Final Charge. He was tall, broad of shoulder, narrow of waist, with a strong determined chin with a most distinctive cleft, high cheek bones and forehead,dark auburn or mahogany hair with a lock that obviously fell constantly across his brow, that lock dark black as a raven's wing, matching his nearly coal black eyes, peircing eyes of an Officer and a Gentleman,the true Nobility of the Empire. "Ah, ye have a goood eye miss. Tha's the famous member of the Family, Lord Aethelrod Reginald Shagworthy, served the Empire with honor in India, China, The Sudan. Died on his way to the Crimea, poor man. If he'd been in Command of the Brigade, they'd never have charged the cannon." Every one tries to claim a famous ancestor or three,but Alex never had one offered that was so obviously easy to check. She resolved that if Aethelrod did not exist, this rockpile would not either. A good car park or camp ground, just the thing for the neighborhood.she thought. Ian opened a door in a long wing of similar doors. "The Master's Suite, the Finest Room in the house for ye ma'am.The very room of his Lordship Aethelrod. He had been around the world, fighting in the worst posts of Her Majesties Empire, and had even finally taken a wife,much later then he should of, but she was a jewel, the light of his life. He wrote her two letters a day when on campaign and would never leave her side when he was in Manor.He swore that he would always return to her, even from hell itself if need. When he got orders to the War, he nearly resigned his commission. But, one last campaign would have ensured a most comfortable pension,at a time when the Shagworthy fortunes were not quite so flush. So, he went to war, with his young bride carrying an heir. She died in childbirth two months later.His Lordship passed three days later,shot from his horse bya sniper, never knowing that she was gone or that he had a son.The servants of the time swore that he would walk the halls of this wing, looking for his love.That he had kept his promise to come back to her, but she wasn't here to return to, now, was she?" More Bullocks, Alex thought.First a famous ancestor and then a love storyand a ghost story to go with him.Bloodybullocks.Laying it on just too thick by half.
"Ye'll find a private bath in there by the fire place. You have a nice nosh on the table and a bottle of brandy and soda.it's well past my bed time and I'll leave ye for yourself till the morning." And with that, he was gone. Alex was aghast. She had never been treated so rudely,with such contempt in her life.Most homeowners would have fawned over her every word, watched every expression on her face treating her to four star ambience,looking, hopeing for the mark of Distinction tht would allow them to hold on to a moldering manor. She threw her bags across the bed, slammed her purse to the table and , with great trepidation lifted the cover of the meal. Bangers and mashed, but at least it was hot. In her hunger, she made do with a meal she would not have handed out the back door to a tinker. First, because she would never have had such plebian fare in her home, and second, because she would never have offered a tradesman more then his orders for the day.There is a natural order to things, people must know their place.
After a good long hot soak in a most wonderful modern bath, a major shock,and a good brandy and soda during, Alex was feeling nearly ready to face the room she'd be sleeping in.Amazingly, it was quite nice, with a large canopied four poster bed and furniture from the late 1700's. All of the peices were of excellant quality. She slipped her simple night dress over her head, over her towel, and then dropped the towel after her night dress was properly arranged.One never knew what kind of persons would run an establishment like a B and B, and rather less then the best types of people would lodge there. So, the night clothes were modest and severe, in case of a fire alarm in the night. No virgin she, but no one had seen her completely naked either.It just is not proper to be on display, not even for a lover.There are standards after all.
She tossed off the last of her brandy, insured that the door was bolted and locked, slide between the fine linen sheets under the goose down comforter and was asleep almost immediately. Perhaps not quite asleep. Alex found she was in that almost sleep, aware of every noise and shadow in the room, but with no real interest to open her eyes. Time is endless and meaningless in tht state, she did not know if she had laid there five minutes or five hours when she heard the first shuffling steps, like bare feet crossing the floor. She opened her eyes, but she was obviously alone in the room.Old buildings, theycreak, they shift,there are always noises. Her heavy lids fell and she cuddled deeper into her blankets. When she felt the first touch,a hand on her shoulder, she was deep enough into sleep to think it a dream. And a nice dream.
She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder, light but firm. A gentle caress that ran down her arm and back, warm fingers felt through her thin shift. She shivered a bit.The bed shifted, as if a person had just joined her.Alarmed, but still mostly asleep, her hand swept the bed,meeting no resistance.She was alone in the bed, but not alone. She could feel a mass, a shape spoon up next to her, a man's firm chest against her back, his thighs against her bum, and arm encircling her, a hand lightly placed on her belly,between breasts and navel. But, when she reached for that hand, it was not there. When Alex attempted to touch her ghostly guest,there was nothing there and his touch faded till being near imperceptible. But,when she closed her eyes and just let it happen,(Close your eyes and think of England, she giggled. Thanks Vicky.)the caresses became more firm,more tangible.She could smell the scent of a man of the fields, the sweat and dirt and leather and oil of a career soldiar. She felt light, tender kisses along the nape of her neck,a hand gentle, slowly moving along her belly and ribs,stopping just below her breast,just above her privates, but each slow sweep left her a bit more aroused, a bit more intoxicated by her dream. her wonderful dream and that wonderful ghost,Aethelrod Shagworthy, with his chin and eyes.A man any woman would give herself to and glad of it.Alex wiggled back into the body she felt but could not touch,allowing access to her neck and breasts. Those hands, those wonderfully strong perfect aristocratic hands knew how to touch her, where to sweep with fingertip light touch and when to grasp fully and firmly,her breath had increased in rythem and lessened in depth.Fast and shallow,she began to move with the hands upon her.Slow at first, she would writhe back against her phantom lover, while pressing her full and firmly erect nipples into the palm she could feel with such clarity.
Her entire body was alive,aroused, beads of sweat pooling and adhereing her night clothes to her thighs,her breasts, her back. No man had been so patient, so meticulous in his handling of her body and she was feeling passion she'd always ridiculed though secretly longed to know. The hands were all over her now, from breast to knees, but her thighs were still ,not quite so firmly, pressed togather.But the hands, those gentle magic hands kept pressing,slowly sliding between her thighs and then slipping away. Her breasts ached, her breathing was ragged and needy, she was so damned horny, what a terrible dream to have alone.But she was not alone. She had her Shagworthy. No longer able to deny the longing, the hunger within, she rolled slightly. Now on her back, she could feel both hands ranging across her body, with total access, total abandon.She felt the light touch of breath across her throat,the lingering brush of a kiss in the hollow.A tongue, circled her hard nipple and she moaned deep in her throat.She rocked in concert with the hands, moving against them, pressing her flesh and her desire into those unknown hands.Her back arched, her hips rolled and bucked.Who ever, whatever she shared her bed with, she had to have him and have him now.She desperately needed this apparition, this grand ghost story inside her. Unbidden, her knees came up, her thighs came apart, as she opened herself to.............
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It has been said that if men want their women to dress like Victoria's Secret models, they need to behave like soap opera hunks.Partially true. They need to be romantic like a soap opera hunk, or at least be able to fake it.A damn good fantasy can go a long way to covering a lot of man behavior at other times.But, the important thing about any good fantasy is preparation.
Case in point. I had a lover that had one real fantasy. She wanted to be" ravished by a knight in shining armor riding on a great white horse."Okay, the horse is easy, I live in Wyoming. The armor was a bit more complicated and chain mail was not an acceptable alternative, it had to be real King Arthur plate armor.I finally put that togather.
Now, being the totally type a personality I am, I tried the damn stuff on and gave it a test run. problem one, the codpeice is not conducive to sex. In fact, you don't want your pride and joy anywhere near it without some serious protection.Like, actic weight long underwear. A latex trojan is not going to protect you from chafing.And it is almost impossible to get anything accomplished while wearing plate. That scene in Excaliber is soooo much bullshit.So, a little hillbilly engineering and I had something that looked good, got out of the way quickly and wouldn't tear willy out by the roots.
Now, all it took was getting horse, armor, girl all in one place at one time. A note was given to milady fair to meet me at a special place on the mountain at an appointed time. At the hour, the fur was spread, wine chilled, cheese and fruit and other romantic nibbles spread, and I am hiding behind a small rise in armor and horse.
Plate steel is hot to begin with. Under the summer sun, it can cook you. And when certain sensitive sections of the anatomy come in contact with hot steel,it is not conducive to thoughts of gentle love.I was going to really punish her for this stupidity.
So, she shows up wearing a long gossamer gown with girdle. She sits and pours some wine, has a bit to eat, and I am waiting for the cue I know is coming.And then she yells"Where the hell are you, you asshole." And over the hill I charge, at full gallop.I ride down the hill, sweep her up in my arms and place her before me on the saddle(she sat straddle, not side saddle, first clue of shit gone wrong.)I rode to a more secluded part of the forest for privacy, she had other ideas. She hiked her skirt, leaned over the horse neck, reached back to free willy, and impaled herself at a trot.
Weirdest threesome I have ever been involved in, her, me, and the horse.Now, at a walk the motion was just great, easy, simple, good penetration.At a trot, really good, I thought I was going to blow an artery. But she was really getting in to it and the sex was , well, fucking fantastic. But, I knew I was in trouble when she grabbed the reins, slapped that poor horse's ass and sent him into a headlong, uncontrolled gallop.Her orgasm was unbeleivably intense, almost surreal and the echos of her moans and screams must have frightened campers across the valley. But it was nothing compared to mine when she fell off and almost took my cock with her. Erect penis, overworked, in contact with hot metal and a saddle horn.Enjoy that image for a moment.
However, the effort was such that she would deny me nothing for weeks afterward. The little bit of inconveniance and considerable pain worked wonders for a relationship that had gotten more then a bit stale.
Now, a truly stupid moment in time. Another sweet young thing had a most intense Tarzan fetish. Okay, I can do this. The swinging vine was simple enough, and to get us into the tree.... Well, a consultation with an engineer and a counterweight startegically placed and it all seemed to be set. So, She meets me in the woods, alone, frightened, just before dark. She reaches the target spot and I throw back my head, let out my best Tarzan scream, swing down on the rope and sweep her up in my arms.(Don't get ahead of me here.)I release the counteweight, which drops to the ground, pulling us both up into the tree. Perfect execution so far. And then the sex, a simulated rape , and really, whom was raping who?
I only forgot one tiny detail. How the hell was I going to stay in the tree?She did okay, she had her feet in the notch above and when she came, she had some support.I, on the other hand, got tossed right out of the tree, naked.
After sliding down 30 feet of bark, then dropping another 10 and landing flat on my back in a bed of nettles. let us just say there would be no second coming.And the ER staff had a hilarious time as our cover story was about as lame as my dick.But, the effort was worth it as she was my nurse and devoted slave for months afterward. And when the bandages came off, six weeks later, she made it all better. Hmmm, a kiss can cure almost anything.in the right place
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So,what have I learned. The effort is enough, but when it works, It really works well. But, every new fantasy requires research and testing. Don't take anything for granted and Remember that Murphy's law is a merciless bastard. What can go wrong will go wrong and in the most painful and embarassing way imaginable.Have fun and play safe.And if all else fails,have major medical. |
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One fine winter's day,a dear friend asked if I would do a "fantasy' photo shoot for her, something in the line of Frazetta/Boris/Bell style. In short, lots of sci fi and sword and sandal style shots,with a lot of visible skin.
Now, the lady in question was 5'8", with waist length ash blond hair,blue eyes, a 36c with a tiny 22" waist and long lovely legs. And she was quite familiar with costuming and role playing. But,up to this time,we had just been platonic.
So, I showed up to her house and started moving furniture so I had a clear area to work.After a few beers, we got to work.
Her first set of photos was a Barbarella like spoof, with weapons.She was wearing a green pep squad leotard, with gold and white piping,lots of jewelry, and knee high white boots. I had a 20' dagger tucked into her boot top, a ray pistol in one hand and a modified super soaker squirt gun rifle in the other. The first set of shots went well and she was enjoying the work, and the beer.
The second set was a Warrier Woman shot, in black.She was in a very lacy, see through bra and briefs set, knee high black suede boots, with a full black cape with a high collar.She had a fantasy scimitar in hand,a daggar in her belt,and lots of chains and bracelets. She looked really fine and was totally getting into the shoot. What I didn't know was how intoxicated she was getting. It was hot under the lights and she was putting some beer away.
By the time we got to the Frazetta ice Queen shot, she was getting very friendly and very brave with her poses. For this shot, she was in dark blue ankle high boots with a 4" heel, a blue scarf wrapped around her hips and tyed off at her left hip bone over a blue g string of the skimpiestproportions. It was a good thing that she was shaved in a european style, because there was about an eighth inch from her clit to the waist band of that g string.She had a transparent blue baby doll top, that just barely covered her ass and a transparent blue half robe that tied at her waist.She was wearing elbow length blue silk gloves and carrying a blue feather fan of ivory and ostrich plume, about a foot tall and 22" fully open.There was an oval blue stone taped to the middle of her forehead and feathers in her hair.
With her very pale skin tone, she looked fantastic in this outfit, all the silk and lace looked like a blue mist wrapped around her naked body. Everything was totally visible,and it was obvious that she was getting very turned on by the photography and her near nudity.She also got very familiar with thefan, running it over her body, between her breasts, over her clit and lips.She was getting very turned on and I caught her masturbating when I changed film.She was quite embaassed about getting caught, and she stepped into her bedroom to "change clothes" but I could hear her breathing change as she touched herself, bringing herself off in minutes.
The next series of shots she was dressed like Princess Leia from the third Star Wars, where she is a slave to Jabba the Hut.Just think of a White halter top and a six inch wide srip of clothfront and back with lots of bracelets. I put handcuffs on each limb,making each look like a slave bracelet. She moaned when I put the cuffs on her wrists, but she nearly orgasmed when I put them on her ankles.
I had made a very realistic Darth Vader out of a Darth Maul inflatable chair and some clothes and a Vader mask. By hanging him from the ceiling and adding pants and boots, it looked very good. I told her to beg for her life, to seduce Lord Vader so that she may live. She went off the end of the earth, cuddling up to his chest, wrapping a leg around him. One shot, she is on her knees, looking up begging, one hand on Darth's lowest ribs, the other in a place that would suggest they had an "oral" agreement.I had her dance for her life, and she got so into it that she was playing her with herself as she danced, her hands all over her breasts and thighs, twisting her nipples and fingering her clit.I suggested we take a break before the final shoot.She disappeared into the bedroom again.
For the final shot, she wanted to be a "Conan sacrifice vistim".She was wearing a very sheer black bra and a black silk g string, with a sheer black lace scarves tucked into the waist of the g string front andback. I took the kitchen table, opened it to its longest size, covered it with black fabric and then handcffed her to the table legs, all four limbs. She started writhing as the cuffs clicked shut,and she moaned deeply.
I shot a roll of film, and it was great, about half way through, she suggested we replace the bra with another black scarf, looped around her neck and then twisted between her breasts and tied in back. It concealed nothing and her nipples were huge and hard.She also wanted the table shortened.By this time, I had a five candle candleabra on a low table in front of her, and another one just to the left of her head.I did not notice she had slipped out or her g string while I was adjusting the table and folded the scarves over her hips until they were double layered but only 6'across. She tucked the ends into the belly chain low on her hips and for all pusposes, she was totally naked. She got back on the table and I finished the shoot.
I was going to unlock herwhen I inadvertantly breathed across her wet pussy and she moaned, and then begged for me to take her.I was feeling just a bit mean and told her I would,if she put on a blind fold. It was on in a second.And I put on the Darth Vader outfit, knee high boots, black robe to just above my knees, a black cape with high collar and the mask.I played with her lips,slowly, with just a finger and watched her writh and grind. She was so hot and in such need. And I was feeling contrary.So, I slipped my cock into her,and then took her as slowly as possible.She was going crazy, shewanted me to pound her hard and fast and I am going from head to balls in a slow, deep, hard fuck. She was bouncing off the table before I speed up my stroke. But,I eventually has going into her as hard as I could and faster then i'd gone before.Just as she was climaxing, I pulled off her blindfold and she is looking right into Lord Vader's face.She wrapped one leg around my back and had an incredibly hard orgasm.I stripped everything off her, and took her again, still dressed in boots, robe and cape, but no pants.
In time, she got so vocal about things that i thought her neighbors would call the police. When she told me her neighbors were gone for the weekend, I got out the whips.I had onefine whip withmink braided into the stripes, andshe loved how it felt over her tits and between her legs.I played with her for six hours, handcuffed to the table. And she begged for every stroke, every strike of the whip, the nipple clips and the leash leads I attached to them. By the time I finally got up on the table and straddled her face for a little fellatio, she was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and was absolutely wild.I told her to finish me off, but she would beg for where I came.nice try, sheclamped down at the moment of truth and I came in her mouth. She smiled about that for some time.
She spent the night with her hands cuffed behind heback, sleeping on her side with my cock inside her.It was a wonderful way to wake up, with her grinding back against me, trying to get me deeper inside her.My only regret is that I only had a still camera that night,a digital video cam would have made me a very happy man.
That was many years ago, and she has moved to the coast since then. But,she still calls late some nights,askingfor Lord Vader to tell her what to do next.Her phone sex is better then most women's physical attempts.How I miss her. | |
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One summer night I get a call from the Nurse about coming over for a session. She was a bit hesitant and I knew she wanted something special.She finally admitted that a young colleague of her's from the hospital wanted to see what the lifestyle was all about.Would I allow her to watch?
Well, I asked the Nurse what the rules of Engagement would be for her friend. I could hear them discussing it in the background. Finally,my Nurse came back with,"She doesn't want to have sex with you or get whipped or anything like that, she just wants to be there, get an idea what it's all about. "
Which is exactly what she received. heh-heh
The girls arrived on time and my nurse was ready for what she thought would be immediate action in g string and bustier, stockings and heels.Her friend was wearing a t shirt and a short, full skirt of a similar material. Her under garment appeared to be a teddy. The Nurse dropped her trench coat just inside the door and dropped in front of me to begin her service. Instead, I had her take her friend upstairs and seat her, serve her refreshments. I went upstairs and discussed the terms we agreed to,exactly as stated.i then agreed to her terms, but she must agree to mine, which were hers, as stated.She agreed.
I have a wooden antique rocking horse, without rockers, sitting on my bed room floor. I had the friend sit on it as it had a great veiw of the bed. I then had the Nurse handcuff the friend to the horse's tail,one pair of cuffs per wrist.. She could just barely reach her tits, or her clit, but not both at the same time.
I then had the nurse gag her with a bandana.She never said anything about being restrained or gagged. Then, the nurse blindfolded her. She never did say she wanted to watch,just that she "wanted to be there."
The nurse had her legs spread and tied to the corner posts, her arms tied behind her back from elbows to wrist.I attached a lead to the head board which clipped to her nipple clips, just tight enough.I was rubbing over her, kissing and teasing and she still thought she was getting cock right away.When I had her totally secured, I slipped a blindfold on her and then placed a vibrator over her clit and turned it on.And sat back.When she realized I wasn't going to hold the vibrator, she began to rock and twist against it, all the while begging for me to place it inside her. I watched her friend and when she began playing with herself, in a very sneaky manner, I slipped that 8" in slow and deep and braced it against the footboard with a bamboo rod.
The nurse went crazy,she couldn't get the vibrator as deep as she wanted, and she couldn't go as fast as she wanted, but she gave that fake dick hell. And as she pumped down onto it, the lead pulled her nipple clips until she was constantly moaning and begging for my touch. When her friend moved from her tits to her wet pussy, I gave the Nurse my cock in her mouth, with the warning I had better cum before she did.
She tried, but the angle was not optimmum and I gave her a sweet five strokes of the cat just in time for her to have her first of many orgasms, about a minute before me.She was at her usual vocal best when I gave her the first stroke, and when I came over her face and lips, she greedily licked up every drop, still trying to take all of the vibrator without ripping the nipple clips off.By this time, her friend is playing with her nipples and grinding against the rocking horse, getting a good rythem going and obviously aroused more then she was used to.
Obviously, the nurse had to be punished for climaxing before me.I stood her up, with her hands behind her back, her legs spread wide, and a leash clipped to a chain between her nipple clips that was pulled tight between her lips, looped around her handcuffs and then clipped to her chain collar.I gave her ten hard swats with the cat in a figure eight motion, coming down hard on each cheek, with feather light touches for four to six passes in between. Then,I reversed drection and gave her ten in upward motion, slapping her inner thighs and over her pussy. She was moaning and groaning as she counted out each stroke, asking for it harder or in a slightly different place.Her orgasm put her down on her knees as she shreicked out her pleasure. Her friend had figured out how to rise up high enough to get her fingers inside her dripping wet teddy and was giving herself three fingers, deep and slow.
I put the Nurse back on the bed, on her knees, and tied her hands to the head board,her ankles to the foot posts, and reattached her nipple clips to the lead. I got behind her with a vibrator strapped above my cock. I whispered to her she needed to take both at once,and when she had, I would ride her like a Triple Crown Contender. She worked so hard,grinding and bucking, backing into that double penetration until she had her ass tight against my belly,she was rocking back and forth as fast and hard as she could, every back stoke pulling those nipple clips until she nearly screamed with each hard pump.I took her hair in both hands and pounded her pussy and ass, almost pulling out and then giving her the full length hard, deep and pushing her hard forward. She was nearly coming when I slipped ice over her clit and her orgasm was astounding. The fact she had a witness, and could watch the action in a mirror was turning her on more then she had been in some time. Her friend could barely keep both hands going in her pussy and her clit and she was obviously ready for some real action. When i gave the Nurse five hard across her ass, every body came.
The nurse was all for more games,but I took the gag away from her friend,who instantly began begging for me to fuck her like the nurse got.Which is when I hit her with the Terms of our agreement.She would not have sex with me, and she would not get whipped. But, the nurse could do anything she wanted to her for the next hour. She agreed immediately, but the nurse was not happy about not getting all the cock that night.
After a short discussion on the toys available and the games that COULD be played within the Terms,she readily agreed. I will discuss that part of the evening in Part Two. Enjoy. | |
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| Fourplay for the Nurse |
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Back in my wilder days, I was dating a nurse that was the perfect submissive.Not only did she crave being tied up in various ways and spanked and whipped, but she had several rape fantasies that needed to be fulfilled.
One fine night, she called and asked for me to come over.Ironically, I was having a few beers and throwing darts with two friends that I knew had been with the nurse in the past.I asked them if they were up for something really fun and twisted.When they found out that the Nurse was on the phone, they had an idea what was up and seemed willing to give it a try.
I told her that she needed to be in the basement, naked and on her knees,with her hands cuffed behind her back and wearing her blindfold.She moaned when I gave her instructions and I told her I would be over shortly.Then, my buddies and I finished our dart game, knowing that she had been naked when she called and was waiting in the basment, wet and ready. And getting more desperate with each passing minute.
We drove over and I went in the door to the basement, telling my two friends to wait at the top of the stairs until I called them. She was ready just as I instructed, although I needed to tighten her cuffs and adjust her blindfold, the greedy little bitch had not completely followed instructions. I had her place her head on the floor and I gave her ten good hard swats for not obeying me to the letter. While I was spanking her, I waved the other two guys down into the basment. She was moaning and begging so loud that she did not hear them come down. After the tenth swat, she was writhing and begging for my cock.
I got her up on her knees and told her to take me in her mouth and to suck me until I came in her mouth.She had five minutes to finish me off, or she would not have a cock inside her all night .My two friends had already gotten naked and were enjoying the scene immensely.She tried desperately to make me come, but the timer went off just seconds before I shot my load all over her face. Just seconds enough.
She was so apologetic, she promised me everything and anything if I would fuck her right then.I told her she had failed me and must be punished. I waved the other two guys over and we made a circle around her.She still did not know we were not alone.
I told her to open her mouth and Fred slipped between her lips.She was not sure if it was me or not but she went to work with enthusiasm.I let her work on him for about 3 minutes and then we all shifted one place to the left and Ty went into her mouth.At that moment,she knew that three men surrounded her and she moaned deep in her throat as she sucked Ty even deeper.I told her that she would have three minutes a man and then we would shift, and the last man to come got first choice of where he would have her. Since I had already come once, I knew I would be last. It took about a half hour for her to bring all three of us off and she sucked and swallowed hot come like it was her morning coffee.
As I predicted, I was last. I told her that each of us would have her in turn then two at a time, and then she would take all three of us at once. She practically came right there, for she had had told me fantasies of similar scenes.I put her on her back, spread her thighs wide and entered her in one deep hard stroke. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around my waist and she came almost instantly. But, I rode her hard, until just before I was ready to come, and I pulled out and shot a load over her belly and breasts.
I rolled out of the way and Fred jumped on her and really went to town.She spread her legs as wide as she could and let him pound between her thighs.She was always very loud during sex, but this time, she was outrageous.Fred also shot his load, but managed to get most of it on her neck and face and Ty took his turn. And the Nurse was just warming up, she was rocking and writhing and bouncing off the futon. Ty could not control himself and he went off in just a few minutes, but he pulled out and shot his load on her face and she licked it off with her tongue.
By this time, I was hard again, so, I turned her over on her knees and took her from behind, slowly sliding into her very wet pussy while Fred positioned himself in front of her greedy open mouth.By this time she was begging us to fuck her really hard, to spank her, to whip her ass, to make her come, to make her scream. Within minutes, I was pounding her pussy,fast deep and hard and Fred was matching me stoke for stroke in her mouth.She got that load over her back and ass and Fred grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her close so he could fire his load deep down her throat.Fred moved around behind her as Ty went into her mouth and again she went wild trying to bring them off as quickly as possible.She was moving in ways I had never seen before. Fred came and Ty moved behind her as I moved to her mouth.She had us both off in about ten or fifteen minutes.
Now, was the time to open new territory.She had taken vibrators and dildos up her ass before, but she had never taken a live cock that way, let alone three in a row.Fred had the skinniest dick and I had the thickest, so Fred pulled on a condom, got out the lube and ever so slowly started prepping her with his fingers.She groaned and backed onto his hand, grinding her ass against his hand and begging him to take her. After a bit of time, he slowly slid into her virgin ass, taking his time and giving her just a bit at a time until he was buried all the way to his balls in her tight ass.
I have no idea how many times she had come by now, but her first ass orgasm was wild.Fred hung on to her hips and rode out the storm, and then it was Ty's turn. he got a bit excited and started stroking into her with long deep strokes and every time he buried his cock, She about screamed in a combination of pleasure and pain. Ty had a most excrutiateing orgasm and fell to the side. She almost cried as he pulled out of her. And now, it was my turn.
I laid her flat, face down on the floor and spread her cheeks. I almost could not get inside of her, but with pateince, I was soon deep inside her,I just buried as deep as I could and rocked against her as she moaned and squeled with every stroke.I knew her responses enough that just before she was ready to come, I rolled a bit to the side and gave her a hard swat on her left ass cheek. She almost came off the floor and I gave her four more good hard swats. Her ass contracted so tight it almost boke my dick in half.She orgasmed so hard she couldn't breathe. We had to wait a bit, and I did not pull out of her until she had recovered.
I then asked if she was ready for three hard cocks at once, she was practically begging for us to take her. She literally howled for us to rape her, all at once and as hard as we could.I looked at the guys and asked where they wanted to go.Fred lay on his back and told her to mount his cock, which she did immediately.Ty got behind her and took her in the ass, and was ball deep in seconds, which left me her mouth, which is where I started this scene. So,I stood in front of her and directed my dick between her lips. I asked her how hard she thought she could take it and she almost screamed for us to take her as hard, as fast and as deep as we could. It was all the urging we needed.For the next half hour, she got the pounding of her life and she gave easily as good as she got. All of us came and she must have orgasmed as least three times before our poor tired cocks wilted and just wouldn't go any more.
She collapsed on the floor,trembling and Fred and Ty got their clothes and let themselves out the door.I waited until she had recovered enough to walk and lead her upstairs to the shower, where i washed her up, still wearing blindfold and handcuffs. Then, I took her to her bedroom, bent her over the foot rail and took her one last time in her hot,wet hole,ever so slowly, ever so deeply, with a good hard swat on each cheek as my balls brushed against her.Her last orgasm was the most powerful of them all, because she kept asking whose cocks had been inside her, and I kept telling her it as none of her business, just two guys I met in the street.
I finally took the cuffs off and the blind fold, tucked her into bed and let myself out.Even now, five years later, she does not know for sure who took her that night.She calls me from time to time and we talk about that night and she masturbates to the memory of Fourplay. | |
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Back in the summer of 2000, I had one of those interesting nights when it all just fell into place. I had been working with my favorite sub for about 11 years and had her trained to perfection. I tend to be monogamous during training, but I had met a lovely young lady in a local club that was interested in the lifestyle and a dear friend that I nicknamed The Lipstick Lesbian dropped into town and wanted to walk on the wildside. So, I decided to combine all three's interests into a single session.
A bit of history, The Nurse was a petite little arm load, well rounded with short hair that was totally into the lifestyle. In 11 years I had gotten her into every fantasy she had ever imagined and a couple she had never dreamed of. She enjoyed being tied up,cuffed,whipped, spanked, and her absolute favorite was a cock in her mouth, a vibrater in her pussy and a dildo in her ass while I whipped her with her own custom made cat. It was a braided cat with wooden beads in the braid and a feather at the end of each stripe. The only place she drew a line was having a cock in her butt, other then that, anything was fine with her.She had never been with a woman, but was curious.
The Lipstick Lesbian was an old friend from college that enjoyed being tied up and spanked, occasionally whipped and she sucked dick better then any woman I had ever been with. She had not had a cock inside her in over 10 years, but she would play with vibrators and dildos.She was medium height and slender, with shoulder length hair and she never wore underwear.
The Historian was tall and very stacked, about 5'9" and with her 38c-24-34 build and waist length blond hair, she was defintiiely a keeper.She had a long term lesbian relationship in college that lasted for 3 years but had recently gone back to men. She had some experiance with spanking but had never gotten into bondage.She had never even seen a vibrator in her life.
I really had not planned on getting all three of them togather,actually, I was scared shitless when I was sitting at the local brewpub with the Historian and my dear Nurse came in with two of her friends. They joined us for a pitcher or two and then the friends had to leave.The Nurse and the Historian and I were talking about nothing of importance, but Nurse was getting very amorous and was running her hand over my cock under the table. The problem was, Historian was running her foot up my pants leg.I was just starting to wonder if I could put togather a three way when LL walked into the bar, came up to the table, laid a major liplock on me and asked where I was hiding my toybag these days.The nurse knew all about the toybag, but Historian did not.And of course, she asked. Of course, the other two ladies were more then happy to inform her of my hand made whips and other toys.Oh, shit.
I thought about making a run for it,but instead made an excuse to go toss darts and I left the three ladies to talk amongst themselves.This was a major mistake.When I got back to the table, the three of them informed me that they were all interested in a session.
The rules were as follows,I could do anything I wanted to Nurse, including turning LL loose on her. LL would let me play with her or with the Nurse, but I could not penetrate her other then orally. The Historian just wanted to observe, but reserved the option of changing her mind. I told her that if she did,she could specify what we could do with her,but I would decide when it happened.I also said that observers would be restrained. The three agreed to the terms and we went to the Nurses house, which fronted on a major street and down into the basement we went.
I told the three of them to strip and I would dress them. The Historian was a bit shy at first, but when she saw the Lipstick Lesbian strip off immediately, she warmed to the idea.
I dressed the Historian in gossamer white silk, totally see through. There was a 4" strip front and back hanging from her belly chain, worn very low on her hips, to the floor. It covered what concerned her and concealed nothing.I took a longer strip of the same material and made a halter top for her that went around the back of her neck, crossed over her chest and then cupped her breasts and tied in back. Her nipples were so hard they almost tore through the fabric.I tied her wrists togather with a strip of silk and tied her hands to a beam over her head, so that her back was against a steel support post.I tied her ankles togather and tied them to the support post. Then, bastard that I am,I blindfolded her and gagged her. She was less then amused, but she also was hot and wet.
The Lipstick Lesbian got tied into a rope harness with some rather serious breast bondage and wearing a leather thong, which I cinched up tight, just so I wasn't tempted to break he rules. She was wearing knee high black boots with a stilletto heel and 25 feet of 1/8th inch rope.Her hands were cuffed in front of her and threaded through her harness, so she could play with herself, but she could not leave her knees.
The Nurse was blindfolded and naked, with her hands cuffed behind her back and her ankles shackled with about 18" of slack.She was very greedy and started to suck me off as I put the toys on her. I really needed one, so I told her she could finish me off, but that I would then give her 25 strokes for being so presumptuous.She sucked me deep into her throat and had me off in a matter of minutes.
I took her to the middle of the room, cuffed her hands to the ceiling, spread her legs wide, and gave her 25 achingly slow stokes from a simple cat. I alternated hard strokes with light ones and worked over her ass, thighs,stomach and breasts.The Lesbian about went nuts listening and watching it and the Historian was very concerned, but could not interfere in any way. It took almost a quarter of an hour for me to finish those 25 strokes, and she was weeping she wanted to come so badly.
I attached nipple clips, and then came in from behind, my cock sliding over her pussy lips and I slowly,gently played with her clit until she was grinding hard against me and begging me to finish her,begging me to fuck her hard and deep.
I really wasn't sure I was going to, but figured, what the hell.I pulled back just enough to access her wet hole, and just as I entered her,I pulled off the nipple clips and slapped her clit with a hand full of ice.She came like crazy,she bucked, she ground, she whimpered, she screamed. And the entire time,the Lipstick Lesbian was masturbating herself with that look on her face.I was feeling real good, so, I left the nurse hanging there and went over to the Lesbian.
After a bit of grab ass and suck titty, I removed her cuffs and turned her loose on the nurse. The nurse did not immediately realize she was being eaten by a woman, but when that fact was realized, she did not mind a bit.The lesbian was so good at what she did and she brought my poor nurse to the very edge and then held her there, begging and crying. She spanked her, she tongued every inch of her. She even got out the vibrators and held it, clit to clit. It was the most erotic moment I had seen in some time as the two of them played with each other and my toys.The nurse started begging for something inside her and the Lesbian got out the two headed dildo.She inserted one end in herself, the other in the nurse and the two of them ground against each other, kissing deep and the lesbian was licking and biting the nurses' nipples. I took the Lesbian's cuffs and attached them to the nurse's cuffs so both had their arms above their heads.
I was feeling particularly evil,so I slipped the Nurse's favorite butt vibrator in her ass and secured it with duct tape.I then slipped a large vibrator between the girls,just so the very realistic head was touching their clits,and attached nipple clips with a lenght of chain between them.I told them they were going to get 50 strokes with a braided cat and who ever pulled off the nipple clips was going to service me with a full penetration lap dance.
At stroke 35, the clip slipped off the Lesbian and she orgasmed so hard she bit into the nurse's tit and brought her off.I finished the remaining strokes and both girls came again. They were both trembling, barely able to breathe.
I let them get their breath back and regain some composure.I asked the Lesbian if she was ready to pay her debt. She begged to be let loose, to give me what no man had been given in 10 years. I released her and sat on the couch. First, she started at my toes and feet, licking and sucking each in turn while running her hands over her breast and body. She slowly worked her way up my legs until she had my cock in her mouth. She sucked me hard,fast and deep and at no point did she touch me with anything but her lips and tongue. The nurse had a vibrator in her ass and one in her pussy and she was working both of them as hard as she could, considering her hands were cuffed over her head. She was giving them both hell.
The Lesbian finally worked her way up until her shaved crotch was hard against me and she worked her hips to the music playing.I cuffed her hands behind her back and took her nipples in my mouth, licking and sucking them until they were hard as diamonds. I told her when she was ready, she could take me inside her.It was a damn tight fit, but she worked my cock deep inside her wet pussy and worked herself into a frenzy. She came again and again as I bite her tits and slapped her ass in time to the music.She was on top of me for almost an hour and she must of had a dozen orgasms in that time.The nurse was also enjoying multiple orgasms as she listened to the games I made the Lesbian play.
The two of them were soaking wet with sweat and exhausted by the time I finally shot my load over the Lesbians belly and breasts.I released the nurse and cuffed her arms around the lesbian,then cuffing the Lesbians arms around the nurse. I left the two of them wet and naked on the couch, mouth to mouth, tit to tit,clit to clit.
Remember the Historian? She was still chained to a pole,blindfolded and gagged.I went over to her and removed her gag. She begged, pleaded for me to take her, to do anything I wanted to her, just touch her, dammit.I needed a bit of time to recover, so I replaced the gag and told her if she could hold a vibrator between her legs for 10 minutes, I would do anything she wanted. But, if it hit the floor, she would never know my touch that night.That was a total lie, as I had not had her in my bed as yet and, did I want to.
I took a medium sized metal vibrator,placed it between her thighs, just so it ran between her lips and just barely tickled her clit.I hit the switch and watched as she tried to hold it in place and grind against it simultaneously. Then, I went outside for a smoke. The Lesbian and the Nurse were deeply involved with each other and were watching and listening to the Historians moans.
When I came back, the vibrator had slipped and she caught it between her ankles. The head was just touching the carpet and she was crying and moaning.I removed her gag and she begged, she apologized, she promised. By this time, I was so hard,if the wind blew, I was going to come.I told her she was bad and needed to be punished. I turned her to face the post and spanked her pefect ass hard, 20 strokes, ten to a side, slowly, with a 30 second pause between swats. She came at 12 and again at 19.I told her that I would play with her, but she had to earn a fuck. I played with her tits, licking and biting her nipples, I fingered her clit and pussy and a ground my cock between her legs and her ass cheeks. The entire time, she was begging me to be inside her.I finally relented, but told her that after I took her, I was going to use a whip on her for being such a greedy little slut. After all,when the game started, she did not intend to actually get involved.She agreed to anything and everything.
With her hands still tied above her head and facing me, I lifted her leg, slid her silk away and ever so slowly entered her.It took more then ten minutes before my balls slapped against her thigh.Her ankle was behind my back and she was working against me as hard as she could, given her position. I grabbed her ass, pulled her in tight and told her that she would do all the work, and she had 15 minutes to make me come.With none of the old in/out, she had me off in less then 10 and damn near tore my dick right off my frame. I stayed inside her until she had come twice,slapping her ass or biting her at appropriate moments. She really went nuts when I slipped a small cylinder of ice inside her dripping wet cunt,with my cock. She made a noise I had never heard before and practically went into convulsions.Which really felt good.
I just waited until she came back to herself and asked if she was ready for the whip.I could barely hear her breathless yes. And she moaned in agony as I slipped out of her shaved pussy.I knew she had never been whipped before and I had a special one for newbies. It was a cat made of white doeskin and black mink, braided tight, with a bit of ostrich plume at the end of each stripe and with beads along the length to give it some torgue. I started off slow and light and made her ask for harder strokes. Each stroke was seperated by a minute of slow caresses and kisses to the back of her neck and behind her ears.She took one hundred strokes her first time out and the last ten were as hard as I have hit anyone.(But,the whip does not leave a mark and is rather wimpy, but very good for first timers). I have no idea how many times she came, but she begged for every stroke and directed them to her tits,her belly,her ass, and between her legs.I finally stopped when she had a completely insane orgasm, her eyes rolled back into her head and she passed out cold, hanging from the retraints that held her to the ceiling joist.Scared the hell out of me, actually.
I released her and got her down on the floor,checking to see if she was still breathing. She was.I released the nurse and she took vitals.The historian was okay, just in mild shock from the hardest orgasm she had ever had in her life.So, we put her on the couch, covered her and checked on her regularly throughout the rest of the night.When she woke the next morning, she could barely move, but she had this "I have a secret" smirk on her face that was purely obscene.
The nurse and the Lesbian and I spent the rest of the night playing on various bits of furniture in the basement and trying new and interesting positions three people can get into.We had incredilbe sex, took showers, the girls even played with each other in the back yard, which was clearly visible to the street and the paper boy.I watched him watching the girls for about 20 minutes before the girls realized he was there.They did not mind at all.
By about 7 am,we had to start clearing games away as the Nurses' kids would be home by 10. I packed up the toy bag while the three girls took a last shower togather,(a rather long one) and I cooked a huge high calorie breakfast for us. We pulled out of her drive way and got less then a block down the street when I saw the Nurse's mother turn the corner and pull into the drive way in my rear veiw mirror. We just missed getting caught.I ran the Lesbian to the house she was staying at and the Historian to her apartment.I walked in my front door at 11 am. I had not been home since Happy Hour the night before and had been putting three hot and horny young ladies through their paces since 9 pm.
I made the mistake of getting in the shower.I did not realize the amount of damage that had been done to my dick.It was practically skinned raw. The last scream of the night was mine and it was not one of pleasure. I crawled to my bed, pulled the covers over my head and vowed, "Never Again." But, of course, anytime the situation presented itself, the four of us got togather that whole summer, in infinite combination. They damn near broke Mr. Happy right off.A lovely summer that will bring an odd smile to my face when I am sitting in the nursing home in years to come.But nothing like the satiated grins the girls get from time to time.
That is my tale and I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did. If you found it inspirational, try to top it and then, tell me about it.I dare you. |
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I had been hiding out for a summer by living in a small two room house behind a friend's larger home in a quiet neighborhood. The garden was so overgrown tht the house I lived in was barely visible.Mark would leave his door open so I could use his bathroom and watch tv, as my house had no cable.
I was in his living room late one night when he was down in Denver. Anna, a mutual friend saw the light and decided to stop by. We sat on the couch and enjoyed some tasty bud and watched a highly erotic movie on HBO.There was a spanking scene involved and I commented how lame it was. Since it was summer, Anna was wearing a thin top and a very lacy bra and her hard nipples were clearly visible. She asked me what I meant about the scene, what made it lame. I told her that the guy was spanking too high on the ass, was hitting too hard in the wrong place, and was going way too fast.
It is the anticipation between strokes that make for a really good spanking.It needs to be done slowly, with deliberation, with each swat placed for maximum effect. And the crack of the hand is more important then the impact on the ass. Low on the butt makes more noise and actually increases the eroticism.Anna was breathing rather heavily by this time and she loaded another bowl.There was another erotic spanking scene and by this time I could tell she was wet and willing. She was constantly wiggling around, trying to find a comfortable position. She finally looked at me and asked if I would show her what a good spanking was all about.
I told her I would be most happy to spank her perfect little ass, if she would follow my instructions exactly and immediately.If at any point she disobeyed an instruction, the game was over, regardless.She thought hard about tht,and even went in to the bathroom in an attempt to masturbate some of the frustration away. Finally, she came out of the bath room and said she would obey any order i gave her.
I told her that she needed to stand in front of me and strip completely naked, every stitch. She was red faced and embarassed, but she was naked in less then a minute.I then had her turn and pose, showing off her large breasts and lovely ass to advantage.I had her cup her breast, tweak her nipples, and play with her labia and clit in front of me until she was wriggling and moaning. It wasn't until she was barely able to stand that I told her to lay across my lap. I told her to grip the arm of the couch and that if at any time she let go, the game was done and I would dump her naked ass on the floor.I had her keep her legs tight togather ,toes pointed, and never let go of the couch. She lifted her ass a bit and I slowly, sensuously caressed her cheeks and thighs, running my hands from the small of her back to her knees and back, with my fingers spread wide.
Each time my fingers came close to her asshole, she trembled and wanted to spread her thighs. It was quite awhile before the first swat landed on her quivering butt.It was a perfect swat, a sharp crack that brought her head up and her legs apart. I gave her twenty strokes, between each stroke I ran my hand over her slowly reddening cheeks.After 20, I told her she could spread her legs as wide as she thought she could do. She lifted her ass and I gave her another 20, in between each stroke, I ran my hand between her legs and over her cunt.
I just barely entered her with my fingers and she kept trying to take my finger deep inside her.Not the game deary, and i slowly kept her at a good level of arousal.I let my middle finger get close to her pussy, but never quite inside, it ran over her asshole, but just a bit inside.
She kept wanting to let go of the couch, asked to, begged to, and I told her if she did, she would get dumped in a cold shower.By this time she was rocking back and forth on my lap, meeting every stroke. It was a good minute between every swat and by now she wanted to come terribly.I gave her five hard swats while I playd with her clit with my other hand.She was begging for me to let her come. I told her that I would bring her off, if she would blow me while her hands were cuffed behind her back.
She had to pay for the play.Anna was not a big fan of fellatio and she hated the idea of being handcuffed. But I had her at such a point she would have agreed to be branded and sold to arabs at that point.
I had her rise up so that I had access to her breasts and her clit and I spent about 10 minutes giving both the attention they needed. At the point when she was literally crying, tears dripping down her face she wanted to come so bad.And still I wouldn't let her, I kept changing tactics, changing speeds, going from nipples to clit while rubbing her bright red ass. I had something very special in mind. I had two fingers in her pussy from behind and was cupping her tits, getting her to rock back onto my hand.
Then I switched, my hand went from her tits to her clit and the hand that had been finger fucking her came down hard on the best part of her butt and slightly over her pussy.I slapped her ass 10 times with a perfect 10 count in between each swat and she was shreiking and moaning and laughing. She was just ready to orgasm when I took a handful of ice and slapped it against her pussy lips and ass.Her orgasm was so powerful she almost broke the couch.She trembled with wave after wave of orgasm on my lap and my cock was more then ready for attention. And she had not let go of the couch arm.
I let her catch her breath and then I prepared her for my blowjob by cuffing her hands tightly behind her back.I had her kneel in front of me as I sat on the couch and I simply pulled my pants off, but left my shirt on. I told her that she could only touch me with her lips and tongue and she could only take it into her mouth when I told her. I then pulled out a special cat o 9 I had made with bits of feather at the tip.And what happened next, is a story for next time.
But, by the time the night was over, she was tied spread eagle in an archway, with nipple clips chained to the ceiling and her ass was as red as a baboon's from the 350 strokes she had taken that night.Contact me for the REST OF THE STORY. |
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| Age: 25 |
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