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| .i am a bi curious slave and He wants someone else to use also.He will tell us what He wants to see this is new to me and never been with a woman.n unless my Master makes me i do not want to be fucked/licked by the woman but will give oral to her.when u respond to my ad i will inform u who He is and we will talk and go from there.He is a kind Master and likes to spank and golden showers but is not mandatory. and not too into pain. just kinki have more pics of both of us.just email me and i will send them.He is handsome and knows how to please and i thinkwe can all have fun.i am submissive and have known it all my life but have not had alot of real time with a Dom. i want to explore all the life has to offer me.
i am not looking to just be controled. i am looking for a partner,a friend,and someone to grow with long term in a one on one D/s relationship.i want a Dom that is looking for more than to just control and demand.i want a Dom with a loving heart.a Dom that doesnt just feel i am theyre property but there other half. i am willing to go to whatever length it takes to please.if You wish to know more about me just ask.
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"I don't go to bed with just any man I meet," she went on. I knew that, because she sure hadn't given me the green light in the months I'd known her. "But when I do I just go crazy. I suppose you'd call me a sex pervert, and that doesn't go well with every man." I began to say something, but she interrupted me. "I enjoy fucking, don't worry, but first I like to do all the other things I've been fantasizing about while I play with myself. Alright, I'm a masturbator, I'm not ashamed to admit it because I love it."
I tried to say, "Don't worry, so am I," but she cut me off again, And besides, her right hand was exploring my thigh and I wanted to concentrate on the hard that was developing in my pants.
"I love all the foreplay I can get, but I want to do dirty sex. All the nasty depraved things I can think of while I'm masturbating. I'm crazy about men's genitals. I want to get a cock while it's nice and soft, and examine it and play with the looseness of it and cup it in my hands. What I'd like to do is wrap it tightly in cellophane and play with it until the head pokes out of the wrapping and swells and goes all red and shiny, and then tease it by licking it and sucking it until the man can't take any more. I've never actually done that, but that's one of my fantasies."
By this time her right hand had a pretty fair lock on my own cock, and the weekend seemed to be getting better all the time.
She was in full stride now. "I love the idea of bondage, I'd love to feel like I'm a sex slave and a man can do absolutely anything he likes to me. Absolutely anything his depraved mind can think of. Except hurt me, of course. I'd have to be completely naked, of course, so that he could have access to every detail of my body And I'd be shaved all over---like I am now. I want his mouth all over me, kissing, licking, sucking, biting my nipples and sucking my clitoris and fucking me with his tongue.
"I love multiple orgasms. I can keep on cumming when I'm masturbating, but don't stop just because you've cum, will you, just keep on fucking me and making me cum until I scream."
She seemed to have come to the end, but it looked like this was just the beginning of a weekend orgy. I seemed to have taken the place of the generic "man" she had in mind, but I figured I could take as much of what she liked to call perversion as she could give me. Perverted? I didn't think so. Her fantasies were pretty well the mirror image of my own. For a minute I fantasized about what she must look like masturbating in her lonely bed. And then I had to grab her hand as I realized she was masturbating me and I was about to cream my pants if I didn't stop her immediately.
Then she started to apologize, and that went on for a while. I figured if that made her feel better I should let her get it out of her system .Anyway, I had a lot to put back into her system over the next two days and nights. And then we were arriving at the lodge, a phony-chateau sort of place with the usual pool and golf course. There was no way I was about to waste time in the pool or on the golf course. I was going to have a two hole course all to myself. With no green fees. And I had my own balls.
There was the usual parade of flunkies to take in our bags and escort us to the front desk. I felt like a gigolo must feel, standing back while Linda went through the formality of checking in. Maybe I was being a gigolo, but the bulge in my pants was telling me it couldn't be anything but a good experience. Maybe I had chosen the wrong career.
"Lunch first," Linda pronounced. "That'll give you time to forget all those dirty ideas we were talking about."
"I had the impression it as you doing the talking," I said, "Not that I have any objection to dirty talk."
For the next half hour we kept it clean, though I did a lot of wondering whether she had meant what she said.
Linda was wearing a blouse with extreme cleavage, so low that I couldn't see how she could be wearing a brassiere. By the time we had finished lunch my cock was clamoring for us to go up to the room and find out just what lay in store. By the time I had closed the door of Room 307 ---and made sure it was locked---- and followed Linda into the room she was already sitting on the bed taking off her shoes.
"Andy dear," she said, "I kind of hope you've forgotten all those confidences I let loose in the car."
That didn't seem to be part of the plan at all. "No way," I said quickly. "That was just an advance bit of pillow talk, and it had me horny as a goat. I'll gladly exchange more confidences if that'll make you feel better."
"You haven't exchanged any so far. You've got me at a disadvantage. Suppose you open up with a few confessions?"
"I must confess having you at a disadvantage is a good starter. But how's this? Seeing you in a bedroom for the first time, and feeling horny as I do, I'd like to fulfil one ambition and tear all your clothes off you. Would you feel more at an advantage then?"
"It sounds lovely, darling, especially if you raped me afterwards. But I went out and bought special undies for this weekend. Can we put it off till another time?"
I pretended to be put out. "Oh very well. Then how about this? I have a special thing about girls' undies and those special undies sound something worth investigating. For the past week I've been lying in bed masturbating at the thought of peeling you and taking pictures at every stage."
Linda pretended to be unimpressed. "Is that all? I confided a lot more than that." I couldn't have been paying attention, because while we were talking she had unzipped her skirt and let it fall to her feet.
"Give me a chance." I said "I'm a photography buff.. Once you're naked I want to get pictures of every part of your body, particularly the yummy parts. Your tits, particularly close-ups of your nipples before and after I've sucked them into tumescence. Your navel with a jewel in it, your thighs, spread wide apart and inviting me to rape you, and by this time your pussy should be displaying herself with her outer lips open and her inner lips pouting out ready to be sucked. And then of course the little beauty we both like to play with---she should be poking out of your slit by then. How's that to go on with?"
Linda had her blouse off by now, and there was no doubt she was anxious to be peeled. She stood up and pirouetted for me, and there was no doubt about the special undies, .either. Those breasts I had been lusting after were as large and protrusive and provocative as I had imagined, only just enclosed in a skimpy pale blue brassiere strained to the utmost to hold them n check. And each bulging globe was tipped by a heart-shaped cut-out which not only allowed but forced a swollen red nipple to thrust out for attention.
I had never before seen a girl wear a garter belt. In pictures they looked extraordinarily sexy and arousing. In reality this one was almost more exciting that the brassiere. It was fastened tightly round Linda's waist by a silver link belt with a heart shaped buckle. Fastened so tightly that her suntanned belly swelled slightly out to where her navel sank in and winked suggestively as she writhed her torso for me. Two pale blue garters were stretched down one on either side of her belly, held to her body by the strings of her thong, and snaking down her thighs to where they held the tops of sheer pale blue stockings which seemed to accentuate the length and the slimness of her legs.
Linda was as tall as I was, and her belly from her close cinched waist to the thong that just concealed her genitalia was a beautiful round swell of nakedness that called loudly to my mouth. I was expecting to see a sexily brief pair of panties covering the lower part of Linda's belly, but she had opted instead for a pale blue thong clinging tightly to her crotch and hardly visible while her thighs were closed---which was only briefly as she strutted to show herself off.
I grabbed my camera and snapped all the erotic details, including the cleft between her cheeks where the thong strings cut in so deeply, and particularly the swollen raspberries protruding from her brassiere. Linda seemed more than anxious to pose in all the suggestive poses I wanted, with some of her own ideas well. She actually jumped the gun on me by pulling aside her thong to reveal the wide open cunt she had been hiding. Every trace of pubic hair had been shaved off so that every delectable detail was open to view. I had her on the bed by then, and I spread her thighs as far apart as they would go so that her outer lips were stretched wide open. Her bloated inner cunt lips popped out invitingly, and her slit was open so that the tumescent knob of her clitoris peeped out.
I took close-ups of all the goodies, and then Linda wanted to take pictures of me. That sounded as if it could be an exciting exercise, but there was no way I could hold my orgasm in check much longer.
"You seemed to be keen to get raped a little while ago," I reminded her.
"I was. But that was to be after you'd stripped me naked, and I'm not naked yet."
"You're more naked than you'll ever be," I told her, pushing her down onto the bed. "Those decorations on your body only emphasize your nakedness. They'll have to come off eventually, but right now they're inflaming me so I'm going to lose control any moment. Don't move!"
I leapt off the bed and flung off my clothes. My cock sprang out of its confinement and stuck out like a pole from my groin. Linda had been inviting me to rape her. Taunting me, almost. I was so far gone that nothing could stop me fucking her brains out until she cried for me to stop. I wouldn't hurt her, but she was going to be raped alright. First her thong had to be moved out of the way. I felt like ripping it off, but it might not tear and I didn't want those strings cutting into her. As quickly as I could I wrenched it over the chubby cheeks of her ass and all the way down her legs and off her feet. Then I grabbed her legs and spread them wide apart, I leaped onto the bed and knelt between her thighs and slid my arms under her knees and hoisted her legs into the air. Linda gave a little scream, and I looked at her face. She was wide-eyed with apprehension. We should see whether her so-called depravity was all imagination. I shuffled forward and felt my cock press against her crotch. I was hard enough and she was open enough for my weapon to find it's own way in between her lips. I didn't want to hurt her , and for all I knew she might still a virgin in spite of all the brave talk. I thrust gently, and my cock slid easily into her vagina. No rapist could ever have encountered such a willing cunt, but if this was to be rape she had to be forced. I slid my hands under her cheeks and grabbed them, pulling them toward me while I thrust my whole body against her. My cock rammed into her for all its length until in an instant my groin was pressed hard against hers. And then I began to pump her.
Linda screamed again, but this time it was to call my name. "Andy--- darling---you're--- really--- raping me---don't stop---don't stop---I love it I love it I love it ." And then all the jism that had been building up in my testicals for a week , and clamoring to get out since the so-called confessions had started, gushed out of my cock into the depths of Linda's vagina. Linda screamed again. "You're cumming! You're filling me with your sperm. I can feel you, it's so hot, and I'm going to cum too. Don't stop, keep on raping me as hard as you can. I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh god, this is what I've dreamed of." Her voice descended to a series of gasps and moans as I continued to ram her. The strain in my knees was so great I had to lean forward and lie full length on top of her. Her long legs immediately wrapped themselves over my ass and pulled me tightly against her, so tightly that I had difficulty withdrawing and had to content myself with short strokes that nevertheless helped to drain me out and kept Linda's pelvis rolling and surging in time to her gasps.
I don't know how long it went on, but Linda said afterwards she'd had nine orgasms. Or, as she put it, "I came nine times in a row and you only came once." emed to be Linda's ambition. "And I want to watch you cum, and I want to drink your cum. What's the most intimate thing I can do to you?
"That's about it, I can't think of anything more intimate," I said as we disentangled ourselves. "Or perhaps what you suggested earlier, sitting on my face and making me drink your cum juice. What's the most intimate thing I can do to you?'
"Tongue fuck me, no doubt about it I want your tongue right up inside my cunt, snaking around and exciting all sorts of lovely places. I don't think that would make me cum, but it would be lovely because it was so intimate."
This whole conversation was a lot more intimate than I would ever have dreamed of a few hours earlier. And it certainly promised the next few hours would be far from boring. I was just beginning to think about who should call the next move when my cock slipped flabbily out of Linda's well lubricated cunt and I knew the next move wasn't going to include fucking.
Linda unwound her legs from me "Be a dear and fetch some face cloths from the bathroom. We need a bit of cleaning up." She pulled my face down to hers and pressed her open mouth to mine. Her tongue snaked into my mouth and explored as far as it would reach, and mine responded. She had undressed for me, I had raped her, and yet this was the first time I had kissed her. She was voracious, sucking me into herself just as she had sucked my cock into her vagina and held it prisoner. But at last she released me.
"Well, what about those face towels?" she said sternly. Reluctantly I climbed off that luscious naked body and went into the bathroom, ashamed of the limp appendage that dangled from my crotch.
She was right. We did need cleaning. "You do me and I'll do you," she instructed, and took one of the cloths from me. She raised her legs into the air so that I could see the mixture of my ejaculation and her own juice trickling from her wide open cunt hole. I dabbed her as dry as I could, and left the cloth enclosing her groin like a diaper.
"Stand over me," she said, and I stood astride her with my cock wetly drooping over her. She enclosed it with her cloth, and rubbed and squeezed it as if she was more interested in masturbating me than drying me. "It doesn't seem to want to come alive yet. How long will it take to get hard again?"
"That depends on the kind of stimulus it gets," I told her. "If you keep on working on me like this it'll take about ten minutes. If we take time out to have some food it'll be ready for desert."
Linda giggled. " Can I have it with cream? Cock and cream sounds lovely."
I ordered from room service, and we reluctantly covered our nakedness with the chateau pool-robes. As we ate, I looked across the table at Linda and wondered why I had been so unenthusiastic about her face. With her hair in disarray and her eyes sparkling in post coital happiness and her mouth ready to be kissed she was radiant. We had taken off our pool-robes after the food had been brought in, and I had been fascinated by the way her brassiere had become pulled down, almost revealing one nipple. It was time to do something about it. I had been fascinated, too, by the way she kept her hands busy beneath the table. It seemed a pity to spoil her play, but I had better things in mind. "Darling, I know a man should never tell a woman her clothes need adjusting, but your bra's all crooked." I told her. "Come over here and I'll put it right."
I pushed my chair back from the table and looked down to make sure my cock was ready for action again. It felt ready, and it looked ready, tumescent and rigid and upstanding. Linda came to me, naked except for the skimpy brassiere and the sexy garter belt which only accentuated the nakedness from waistline to stocking tops. "Sit on my lap," I told her. "you won't slide off because I have a special tool to fasten you in place." I turned her round to face me, and she opened her thighs and sat on my knees.
"A little closer," I told her, and she lifted herself while I aimed my weapon at the smoothly shaved crotch that I was going to open for it. Open for it? Linda's crotch was already wide open, her outer lips separated and her inner lips pouting in readiness. She had been working on herself beneath the table, and I wondered how wet and slippery she would be.
She lowered herself gently, while I aimed a cock that was as horny as Linda's cunt. The tool that was to skewer Linda in place slipped easily into the fleshy hole that was made for it, and Linda let herself drop onto my thighs. "Oh!" she moaned as I impaled her on my tool, "I've been longing for this all through the meal. I thought you really did just want to adjust my bra."
"I do. Let me look at it." I was lucky. It had a front fastening. It must have been made with this kind of occasion in mind. It unfastened easily, and I had the two shoulder straps down her arms in an instant. Two glorious globes sprang out of confinement, and for the first time I held them in my hands and squeezed them and fondled their soft fullness, thrilling to the feel of hard nipples pressed into my palms. There was a lot more I wanted to do to those beauties, but that could come later. More pressing was the sensation of hot soft raw flesh throbbing and masturbating the whole length of my cock. Linda was wriggling to get the empty brassiere off her arms, and with each wriggle her whole pelvis squirmed from one side to the other, twisting her tunnel around my rigid cock. And then she was lifting her whole pelvis, making me slide out of her until she could feel the rim of my cock at the very entrance to her cunt. I wanted to force her back down, but she was already taking me in again, reluctant to leave her pulsing vagina empty for more than a moment.
Up and down and backward and forward and one side to the other Linda humped me, rubbing my cock against every pleasure causing nerve in her vagina. Every surge rubbed the sensitive surface of my cock-head till I could hardly take any more of the exquisite pleasure. And then the contractions began inside my groin as the orgasm began to build up.
"I'm going to cum any moment," I gasped. "Cum with me. I'll make you cum with my hot sperm."
"Im almost at the top," Linda breathed into my mouth as she started to kiss me." Let me feel your tongue, fuck me at both ends," And she imprisoned my mouth again as she stopped all movement and sat hard down to feel my throbbing tool ejaculating hot jism into the depth of her cunt.
"Oh my god that was heaven," Linda gasped as her panting died down. "That was a completely different fuck, I felt your knob right up here at my garter belt I didn't know your cock was so long. You are a wonderful fucker."
"I was just the fuckee that time," I reminded her. "You were in control, and I've never had such a fantastic cumming."
I wasn't prepared to let my cock slip out immediately. I wanted as much of that vaginal pressure as I could get. And this was the first time I'd had the opportunity of exploring the whole of Linda's naked body. I ran my hands all over her back, and down to the place where her crack began to separate her cheeks. That warm cleft was an invitation to explore further, and my hands slid beneath her ass cheeks and held the two soft cushions tightly as my fingers explored down further to find the crater of her anus. Without effort my finger probed inside and opened the passage to take me in. Linda squealed with delight. "I wanted you to do that, that's so intimate. See how far in you can go." I didn't want to hurt her, so I pressed gently and found my finger taken right inside her hot body.
"Wriggle it about," Linda was forcing her whole rump down onto my finger. I pulled it out a little way and slipped it back in, thinking of the way my cock had been doing the same thing not far from there. Linda was squirming and squealing delightedly, with two of my appendages exciting her two orifices at the same time.
But the pleasure couldn't last, and her gyrations caused my cock to slip limply out of her. "Nice?" I asked her.
"Oh darling, this whole day has been heaven. You're doing such wonderful things to me, you're making me feel gloriously perverted. What would you like to do now?"
"Seems to me forty winks would be a good idea right now," I suggested.
Linda got up off my lap and stared at me. "Not on your life," she snapped. "Forty wanks, if you like. I haven't spent all this money just to go to sleep. I can do that at home......." She stopped and blushed. "Oh golly! I suppose that's another confession I have to make. The truth is I wanted you so badly, and it didn't seem like you were ever going to make a move. That was the only way I could think of to get you into bed. Are you cross? You won't leave or anything will you?"
"No darling." I laughed. "It's a tremendous compliment, and I wouldn't miss the rest of this weekend. I've only fucked you twice so far. What's next on the menu?"
"I've been longing for you to tie me down to the bed and make me your sex slave. Remember what I told you in the car?"
"That sounds like my kind of game." I agreed. "But what do we use for rope, the curtain cords?"
Linda giggled delightedly. "No problem. "I've come prepared. I've got everything we need in my bag." She danced over to where her bag was lying on the floor, and took out a large cardboard box. She took it to the bed and tipped it out onto the floor beside the bed. "Don't these look exciting? I can't wait for you to tie me down and have me at your mercy." She flung herself onto the bed and lay flat to display her nakedness, her arms stretched out sideways and her legs wide apart. I had seen her like this before, it seemed like hours before, but this time her naked beauty inflamed me even more and the weapon that was to have her at its mercy was already stirring.
"The girl at the sex shop explained those things to me," Linda said excitedly. "The padded handcuffs are for the arms and legs. They're connected to the chains by those little padlocks, She said the idea is that I might be able to undo knots near my hands, or even chew through the ropes, so you use chains instead. You use the ropes for tying round my body.. I'm so excited, I'm beginning to wet myself already. Best get a towel to put under me."
Indeed, her outer labia were already open and the fleshy interior was glistening with dew. I fetched a towel from the bathroom, and lifted Linda's ass and slid the towel under her. I was feeling thoroughly horny myself, so I sorted out the toys on the floor and set to work snapping the handcuffs on Linda's wrists. The padlocks connected the chains to the handcuffs as she had said, but first I checked the keys to make sure they fitted. I couldn't imagine what we'd do if we lost the keys. This kit seemed to be designed for bondage experts and this was my first time. The chains were fairly short, so it seemed they were probably meant to be wrapped round the steel bed frame on each side. Next would have to be the ankles, to prevent Linda struggling---though I couldn't envision much struggling from the smugly smiling nakedness on the bed . First I had to remove those sexy stockings to avoid harming them. They looked pretty expensive, and I had visions of needing them again some time not far off in the future. They were tight fitting so I had to roll them down her legs, thrilling to the very idea of stripping something off her body and also to the feel of the soft warm thighs in my hands.
I wanted Linda's feet pulled right back to her thighs so that her knees would be raised, so I took her ankle chains down to the bed frame back where her hand chains were fastened. The ropes appeared to have been made especially soft, so I wrapped a rope to each of Linda's thighs near her knees and took it down to the bed frame so as to spread her thighs nice and wide. I wanted this sex slave of mine obscenely exposed and easily accessible.
`I had thoughts about taking off her garter belt so that she would be completely naked, but I had always found a garter belt to be the most exciting part of a woman's clothing so I left it on. "Now you're my prisoner." I told her. "I can do anything I like with you. You may find I can be as perverted as you are,"
Linda shook her head, grinning. "I don't think so, Andy darling. And I'm not just your prisoner, I'm your slave. Your sex slave. Your willing sex slave. You own me. You own my body, every last intimate part of it to enjoy in whatever way you like. I love the way you've got me spread-eagled with my crotch wide open all ready for you to savagely attack me with that massive weapon."
And looking down I realized how massive it was, swollen thick and blue veined with a large shiny red knob. Tying Linda up had my cock and my balls and my whole genital area throbbing with the need to take advantage of this so very available cunt. I must really have looked like a savage slave-master, with ropes in my hands and that great pole projecting from my groin!
This scene of sexual depravity had to be preserved for future enjoyment, so I snapped her from every angle, including a close up of the wet intimate flesh between her thighs.Linda's breasts were clamoring for attention, firm and shapely in spite of her reclining position. Her aureoles, large and dark and swollen enough to raise them from her breasts, enclosed tumescent red nipples that called to my mouth and teeth. I wanted to tie them up to capture them for myself, but I could delay no longer. There surely must be milk in those luscious teats. I fell upon them, fastening my mouth to first one then the other, comparing their size, their hardness, their taste, then choosing one and sucking the whole aureole into my mouth until if there had been milk in Linda's breast it must surely have come spurting out. What was it about breasts and nipples that filled my whole body with the need to suckle? A second babyhood, perhaps
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Linda was spasmodically thrusting her chest up at me, forcing the whole crown of her breast into my mouth. She was moaning a litany of "Oh, oh, oh darling. oh." And then, "Don't stop. I seem to be able to feel you sucking all the way down into my cunt. Let me feel your teeth."
I nibbled her nipple and enclosed her aureole with my teeth, and then squeezed the whole breast with my hand to force more of it into my mouth. My other hand cupped her other breast, squeezing and caressing. My fingers found her aureole and circled it, rubbing the distended surface until Linda cried out for me to stop teasing her and either squeeze the nipple or pinch it or suck it.
I had brought something with me especially for this moment. I went to my bag and fetched out a jar of raspberry jelly. If I couldn't get milk from those teats I would have another treat. I spread jelly all over both aureoles, and built it into a pyramid around both nipples. I wanted to do the same to her clitoris, but those nipples wouldn't wait. I started on one aureole, licking round and round the central pyramid. The pyramid grew taller, spilling jelly as the nipple swelled and begged to be sucked. Then the other aureole, while Linda thrust her breast at me and cried out. "You're teasing me. I can't stand it. Suck my nipple, please, it feels as if it's bursting."
And then suddenly she was no longer crying. She was urgent. "I'm nearly cumming. I'm nearly there. Don't stop, whatever you do, Oh darling, suck me harder, I've got to cum. Play with my cunt as well. Please darling make me cum."
There was one thing that would make her cum. I took my hand off her breast and felt down the length of her body till I felt wetness. I slipped my middle finger between her lips and into the open entrance to her canal with my palm pressed against her clitoris. It took only a few moments of gentle pressure against that sensitive little button, and Linda was urgent again. "Don't stop, darling, I'm going to cum, Oh it's lovely, you're masturbating me at both ends at once. I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Don't stop,"
Her orgasm seemed as if it would never stop, while Linda gave me a running commentary. I was nearly cumming myself, but I wanted to save it because I knew that once I came my enthusiasm would wane. I waited for Linda's orgasm to come to an end, then took my mouth from her breast to kiss her. It was not a passionate kiss. It was not a sexual kiss. Linda just seemed to melt in my mouth and give her whole soul to me.
We lay like that for a while, Linda still panting and me striving to keep my own orgasm at bay. And of course it was Linda who recovered first. "I've never known anyone so keen to go to sleep. You are one lazy slave master," I decided to show her how ready for action I was. I lashed up one breast, encircling it round and round with fine rope to squeeze its softness up to the apex where her nipple still thrust out for more sucking. I lashed the other breast to make it thrust out more. And as an experiment I found some fine twine and bound it round her nipple to see what effect it would have.
Linda had brought a selection of dildos in her bag, and these offered possibilities. One was evidently intended for the anus, and my mind went back to the pleasure my finger had given her in the same place. I had to lift her cheeks to put the dildo where it belonged, but it slid easily inside her, and once more she was squealing with pleasure. I switched on the vibrator, and that raised the volume of her squeals. Looking so closely at Linda's chubby cheeks gave me the idea of lashing those up as well, not for her pleasure but for mine. I circled her waist, then took delight in forcing the rope into her crack all the way down to her crotch, under her crotch and up to her waist following the marks her thong had left. The rope must have been forcing the
small dildo well into Linda's anus, but the exclamations of delight continued, possibly as a result of the vibrator.
There was another dildo, about the same size as my own weaon. It needed no lubrication. Linda was wet, with cum juice soaking the ropes on either side of her cunt. Her thighs were wide open with her knees in the air. Her cunt was as easy to get at as I had intended I was able to push in the head of the dildo till it was well inside Linda's vagina. "Here it comes. It won't feel as nice as my cock, but it's longer, and you're going to have the most exciting fuck you've ever had," I switched on the vibrator at low speed, and started to give her a realistic fuck, turning up the vibrator a little at the time and doing the same with the one in her asshole. By this time I could hold back no longer. My balls were on fire. "On second thoughts this isn't going to be a fuck." I told her, "it's going to be a masturbation."
I quickly changed my position and straddled Linda's head, and lowered myself until my cock head touched her lips. "This is one of those depraved things you wanted to do," I said, thrusting my hot meat inside her readily opening mouth. "I'm going to cum and you're going to drink me dry." Linda grabbed my knob instantly, fastening her lips and her tongue round the rim and sucking strongly.
"Mmm...mmm," was all she could say with her mouth full of already throbbing cock. I could see her pelvis heaving and her thighs trying to open and close as her orgasm approached. "I'm cummimg," I gasped. "I can't wait much longer. Cum with me. Keep sucking and I'll give you all my semen."
Linda tongued the sensitive flesh of my cock head, hastening the orgasm, and sucking until I felt the cum surging up from my groin to pour into her mouth. Spurt after spurt she swallowed eagerly, it seemed for the longest time, until only the last drains were left, and she continued sucking until I had given her everything. We had timed it perfectly. Linda's mouth had been controlled by the spasms wracking her body as her orgasm built up, and now she was cumming with all the intensity of two vibrators in her most sensitive orifices. I watched her whole body heaving and rolling and straining against her bonds, and wished it were me inside her instead of the dildos. I had just poured my whole masculinity into her, but still I longed for that sensation of being inside her body, a part of her, consumed by her.
When I had recovered sufficiently I took a wilting cock out of the mouth that was still sucking hungrily, and went to switch off the vibrators. Linda must have been pouring out cum juice. Her whole genital area was wet, her thighs were wet, her cheeks and her anus were wet, and the towel I had placed under her was wet. If that was a measure of her pleasure, then I had given her an orgasm to remember. Just as the prolonged arousal while I bound her body to the bed and the intense cock sucking had done for me.
By then even Linda was ready to sleep, but her mind was still on sexual pleasure. "We'll sleep head to toe," she decided. "Or rather mouth to sex. Then if I can't get to sleep I can suck on your lollipop, and if you can't sleep you can kiss my pussy. Have you ever slept like that?" I hadn't, and anyway I was too tired to argue with this insatiable nymph. In spite of the close proximity of a pussy that appeared to be eternally ready for play, I fell asleep. And was wakened in daylight by the delicious sensation of a tongue exploring the length of my cock.
However, Linda's appetite for food had taken over, and for the first time in many hours we covered our nakedness while breakfast was brought in. But Linda's mind was still on what she called her dirty ideas. I had the feeling that she was feeding me to give me enough stamina for the next few hours. "My turn to tie you up next," she proclaimed gleefully. "I can hardly wait to have you in my power and do all sorts of lovely depraved things to you."
"Better have a towel ready," I told her. "Unless you're going to drink up my cum again."
"Not this time, but you're going to drink mine, and you've seen how much I can cum."
"Tell me," I said. "Do you cum like that every time? I mean, is that just your cunt juice or are you ejaculating like me?"
"It's not every time." She was standing in front of me, naked except for the garter belt which still survived in place, holding her breasts with both hands and thrusting them out to me. I bent over to them, grabbing her by her bulging buttocks and fastening my teeth onto one inviting nipple. "It seems to be only when I have an extra specially intense orgasm. The rest of the time it's just lubrication, I suppose. I never thought of it being an ejaculation. I wonder where it comes from."
My fingers were pressing into her crack, pulling her cheeks apart to open the crater of her anus, My mouth was sucking on the hard nut which the night before had tasted of raspberry. But this time Linda had more self control.
"It's my turn to tease you." And she pulled herself away. "Get on the bed, slave. I have plans for you." She grabbed my rigid cock and used it to pull me over to the bed. "Get on the bed." And she retained her tight hold on me as I first sat on the bed and then lay down flat. Then she was forcing something tight onto my cock, something I couldn't see but felt good. "It's called a penis masturbator," Linda informed me. "It's pretty tight fitting because it's intended to fit on a limp cock and work it up to a respectable size. My visit to the sex shop has made me quite well informed."
Masturbation seemed to occupy a large part of Linda's mind, and it seemed to me that I should do something about curing that for her during the next few weeks. Or months. And then I realized I was beginning to think of even longer than that.
Linda got to work on me. I had never indulged in bondage, and my cock indicated its approval immediately. The handcuffs were first, "In case I should try to fight back." Linda pulled my arm up at an angle and made it fast to one side of the head board. Then the other arm to the other side, and already I felt completely powerless. I also felt completely horny. I wasn't going to need that penis masturbator, although the prospect was pleasant. Next were my legs. Linda evidently didn't need them raised off the bed, but instead she stretched them as far apart as they would go and made them fast to each side of the foot board. I must have made an X spread out on the queen size bed.
"Just try and get away from that!" Linda told me smugly. "What would you do if I hid the keys and left you?"
"What would you do without me to relieve all that horniness I can see leaking out of your cunt? You can't walk out to the parking lot wanking yourself."
"You're right," Linda laughed. "And I couldn't leave all this tumescent virility to go to waste. Are you feeling good, darling?"
"I'm in a mood for rape," I snarled. "I have a naked broad climbing all over me and waving her tits at me, and I'm powerless to jump you or fuck you or do anything to you."
"That's not the object of the exercise, darling. A man seems to think it's his god-given right to fuck a woman whether she wants it or not, and decide just what he wants to do to her. You've got to learn that where sex is concerned I'm calling the shots. I've told you some of the fantasies I have, things you probably would never have dreamed of. You're just something to give me the kind of pleasure I want, the way I want it. Right now I don't want to be fucked, I just want to use you as a masturbating thing."
Linda squatted over me, pressed her soggy crotch hard into my belly and masturbated herself against me. As she squirmed her way up my body she left a trail of pre-cum juice. She was doing what she had said she wanted to do----rub her cunt all over my naked body. She moved up to my chest, and I could feel the smooth shaved mound and the open lips and the hot wetness of her hungry cunt as they rubbed against my nipple. In my armpits, along my arms, pausing on my hands to let my fingers play with her clitoris and probe inside her vagina, Linda masturbated herself until I could tell by her gasps and moans that she was coming near to an orgasm. I wasn't far off myself, with that desperate sensation of being nearly there but needing something else to achieve it. Linda must have read my need, because she postponed her own cumming to reach back and speed up the vibrator in the sheath that enclosed my cock. Instantly my cock felt as if it was starting the short strokes in a real fuck, masturbated as it was over its whole length by the pulsing pressure.
Linda quickly changed her position, spreading her thighs wider and positioning her crotch over my face. Then she was using my nose and my cheeks and my mouth for her own pleasure, soaking my whole face with her juice. My tongue responded, and Linda settled with her cunt hole over my mouth so that I could probe inside like a miniature cock.
"You are a wonderful masturbator," she panted. "You've brought me all the way. I'm nearly there. Try to cum yourself and we'll cum both together. Open your mouth wide because I'm going to cum into your mouth like I said. Oh god, I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Here it is, drink me dry."
The timing was perfect. The sheath over my cock was pulsing at just the right speed, the soft wet hot vulva enclosing my mouth was the most intimately delightful thing I could imagine, and I was beginning to pour every sexual sensation into a violent ejaculation that I could feel soaking my belly. And then Linda's ejaculation was running into my mouth, making me swallow before I could taste it.
I don't know who came down to earth first, probably Linda because she seemed to have more sexual stamina than me. She climbed off the bed and tenderly wiped my face and kissed me. "We do seem to be able to time things nicely, darling. We cum together every time. Do you think we can do that every time for the rest of our lives?"
Linda blushed all the ay down to her breasts. Then quickly changing the subject, "I'm going to take some pictures of you with that pool of semen still on your belly. You poured it out in a great fountain, it was lovely to watch." Then she snapped my impotence from the chains that held me prisoner to my soft flabby tool and the evidence of my ejaculation.
"I'll need these pictures when I sue you for abducting me and introducing a virgin to sexual debauchery," she jibed.
"You'll never make it stick," I told her. "This whole abduction was your idea and I can prove it. I recorded all your pornographic confessions in the car.
"You're a liar, and what's worse you're a lecher and a pervert."
"You were boasting abut being a pervert yourself. I caught it from you." And I had. I was ready for anything that this wanton desired. If you like orgies you're in the right place
"Get me some water, darling, I seem to have drunk something that makes me devilish thirsty,"
"There should be some cans of pop in the fridge, Ill get you one." Linda was immediately full of concern. "I'm sorry, my love, I should have thought of that. I wonder what it was you drank!" She giggled and went into the bathroom.
A minute later, "I'm sorry, the cheapskates haven't put anything in the fridge. There's bound to be a machine down the corridor, I'll get you something. I could do with a drink myself."
"Put your pool robe on," I reminded her. "I don't want anyone else sharing my lovely fornicator."
"I hope that's a compliment," Linda pouted. "Anyway, I have some more lovely fornication ideas for when I come back. Don't go away now."
"I don't think I'm going anywhere until we've tried out those ideas." I assured her. "And don't forget to take the key, I need you back here. And leave the padlock keys right here, in case you decide not to come back..
"You're an old fusser," she said, and threw the keys down beside the bed. "I'll only be a few minutes."
The few minutes lengthened into more minutes. I was aching in a variety of places where my muscles were stretched. Linda must have stopped for a chat, and I was beginning to feel annoyed.
At last there was a knock at the door. But I didn't see why Linda should be knocking if she had the key. A woman's voice called. "Can we come and clean the room?" There was the rattle of keys in the lock and the door opened. I was naked, chained up like a first class pervert, unable to move, let alone hide. I began to shout to the woman not to come in, but she was already in the room. In fact there were two of them. Heading purposefully toward the bed.
"Oh my god!" one of them said. "Have you been held up? Rose, call security and get them up here pronto."
"No!" I shouted at her, "Don't for god's sake bring anyone else in here. I haven't been held up. I'm alright."
"What's he all chained up for, then?" The other woman wanted to know. "He doesn't look very comfortable."
It seemed better to explain than prolong the situation. For some reason I felt guilty about having Linda find me with two women. "My wife and I have been having a bit of innocent fun," I said. "Gentle bondage makes our---intercourse more rewarding."
"Never had anything to do with it myself," said the one called Rose. "Wouldn't mind trying it."
"Look here," I began placatingly. "I'm terribly embarrassed. I don't want anyone else to find out about this. I'll make it worth your while to keep it to yourselves."
"I think we should keep him to ourselves, don't you?" The first one winked at Rose. "I mean, he looks a decent sort and we don't wan to spoil his day. What's your name, lover boy?"
"Andy." I wasn't sure I liked the way things were developing. That wink was a little too expressive.
"Nice to meet you, Andy. My name's Kathy, and this is Rose. We'll make a deal with you. We'll agree not to talk if you'll agree not to talk. O.K.?"
I wasn't sure what she meant.
"You've been having your bit of dirty fun, and we'd like to have our bit of dirty fun. After all, you look as if you're all ready for it. Look at all that mess on his tummy, Rose. He's cum a long way by the look of it."
Kathy was standing close beside me, looking me over in an amused way. Rose walked round and stood on the other side of the bed, and I suddenly realized what I was faced with Two girls with lecherous ideas who weren't about to take NO for an answer. My cock got the message right away, and Kathy noticed it. "That settles it," she said to Rose. "Into the bathroom."
They disappeared, and I began to wonder what I was letting myself in for. Two cleaning women in not very attractive or well-fitting uniforms. But my hornyness indicator was still rising. And so was my interest. And the novelty of being tied down to the bed and in the power of two lascivious females was getting to me.
The bathroom door opened and Kathy emerged, followed by Rose, both stripped stark naked. And beautiful. Those uniforms had really concealed their attractiveness. They stood and posed for me as if for approval, and my cock promptly registered its enthusiastic approval, which they evidently noticed. "He's got a lovely big prick," Rose exclaimed admiringly. Kathy was evidently in charge. "Too long for a little girl like you. You wouldn't be able to take it all. You take the other end like we decided."
So I was to be raped at both ends at once, a new experience. Kathy was tall and slim, with a sharp featured face and dark hair which she had let down to her shoulders. Her breasts were not as full as Linda's, but pert and upstanding and reaching out for attention, nipples tiny in fleshy succulent aureoles. Rose was altogether different. She was shorter, with a roly-poly body that was attractively plump. Her hair was startling blond----but the bush almost concealing the attractions between her legs was a darker color. Her breasts were so full and round that all I could think of was burying my face between them, but her nipples would have side-tracked me, so red and raw set in aureoles as large as cookies.
The posing stopped, and the girls began to carry out the plan they must have hatched in the bathroom as they stripped. "This chicken looks like he's ready for fucking," Kathy told Rose, and climbed onto the bed to kneel facing me astride my hips. She smiled wickedly down at me as she felt between her thighs to guide what Rose called my prick between her lips and into the hot wet orifice of her cunt. Rose must have seen where my eyes were focused. She stayed beside the bed and leaned over me to envelop my face in her warm, perfumed breasts, squeezing them together with her hands till whichever way I twisted my mouth could taste nothing but soft, smooth, exciting flesh. But she must have known I wanted more than that. Probably she wanted it too. I found one succulent nipple thrust into my mouth, and a quiet voice whispered, "Suck it, lover, suck my tit nice and hard."
I sucked, hard, as Rose had instructed, unable to differentiate between the pleasure I was getting from Rose's hard swelling nipple and the friction my prick was getting from Kathy's tight vagina. Kathy bounced up and down, taking my prick into her belly for its full length and releasing it till I feared it was going to fallout of her cunt, all the time uttering guttural expressions of delight. Rose evidently also needed attention to her cunt, because with a quiet "Don't go away lover boy." she climbed onto the bed and squatted over my chest facing Kathy. I thought for a moment that she and Kathy were going to kiss, but she sat back and wriggled her cheeks till my mouth was forced into a warm wet vulva. "Suck my clit for me, lover, just like you sucked my tit," She instructed. And then to Kathy, who seemed not the least interested in anything outside her own genitalia, "He's sucking me off, dear, I'm going to cum in his mouth. How are you making out?"
Kathy's reply was lost in the sound of a key rattling in the door, followed by Linda's scream.
"My god what's going on here? I go out for five minutes and you invite in enough women for an orgy." I was in no position to reply. My mouth was full of swollen labia. Kathy had no problem taking command of what sounded to me like a sticky situation. "Come on in, dear, you're just in time to join us. We've only just started."
"What are you doing in my room, that's what I want to know." Linda was not amused. "And that's my boy friend you're ----doing things to. I'm calling the manager."
"I wouldn't do that, dear," Kathy advised, not disturbing in the least the rhythm of her progress toward orgasm. "Andy doesn't want anyone to know you were chaining him up. Besides, there's no room for the manager on the bed."
"This is no joke". Linda was not about to be calmed down. "Do you really expect me to stand here and watch you two raping Andy?"
I didn't want this to spoil our weekend, and yet this was an experience I would hate to terminate prematurely. I tried to wriggle out from between Rose's thighs to join in the argument, but she simply closed her thighs more tightly about my ears and pressed her open vagina harder onto my mouth.
Kathy was behaving magnanimously. "No dear, I don't expect you to just stand there. Come and join us. You can't want us to stop right now. Andy's going to cum any minute, and so are we."
"Well where do I fit in?" Linda was being persuaded. "You seem to have both ends thoroughly occupied." Then bitterly, "I don't suppose Andy cares how many join in!"
"Of course he doesn't. Neither do we. Take your clothes off and climb aboard, dear. We can't offer you a piece of Andy, but Rose is a lovely bi-girl and she'll take care of you." I knew Linda only had on a pool gown, so I wasn't surprised when she was very soon climbing onto the bed. "Lovely figure dear," Kathy said, apparently more out of politeness than admiration. "Stand in front of Rose, she's got a wicked tongue and she's probably learning a few things from Andy right now. O.K. Rose?"
"He's sucking me off beautifully," Rose confirmed. "He's got his tongue right up inside me. You've got a lovely looking pussy, darling, Let me get at it."
I had never taken part in an orgy before, so I couldn't assess how this one rated. But judging by the cries and squeals and exclamations over the next few minutes the three ladies were well satisfied. And judging by the prodigious amount of semen I managed to pour inside Kathy I was well serviced myself!!
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mmmm the thought
World Cup fever was running rampart. Cars drove down the street flying their favorite nationality flags.
My husband Rick had planned a "World Cup Party" for the guys to watch the final game on out big screen TV.
He had invited fifteen of his buddies and spared no expense to entertain them while they watched the match.
The Recreation room bar was well stocked with every king of liquor and beer you could imagine. A catering firm had been contracted to provide a smorgasbord buffet for the guys.
"There is one thing I would like you to do for me to make it a day the guys will remember Sweetheart." Rick said.
"What's that?" I asked curiously.
"Fuck them." My husband asked bluntly.
"Excuse me?" I didn't think I had heard his correctly.
"I want you to fuck the guys." Rick repeated.
"All of them?" I couldn't believe what he was asking.
"Do you love me?" Rick asked.
"Yes."
"Then you will fuck them all for me." My husband ruled.
Thus it was decided that I was to be the slut for fifteen guys.
Rick and I were not monogamous as we had done our share of swinging but always together.
I had never fucked another man without my husband being included in the threesome or foursome.
This was completely different as I was to be gang-banged by fifteen guys while my husband watched.
"Do the guys know?" I asked.
"I told them I may have a special surprise for them." Rick smiled.
"Rick, I know all these guys, most of them are married?" I brought to his attention.
"No guy is going to turn down the chance to fuck you." He grinned.
Unfortunately I knew what he said was true. At twenty-eight I knew guys found me attractive and I got hit on numerous times wherever I went unaccompanied. My 38DD bust, nicely rounded ass and long, shapely legs were like bait for guys on the prowl.
Even shopping in our local supermarket Hank the produce guy would save me the choicest fruit and veggies in exchange for me being friendly with him and the occasional flash of boobs.
If I dare go in a coffee shop alone without fail some guy would try to hustle me. I always declined their offers.
Now my husband wanted me to give myself to fifteen of his best mates.
"Why don't you just hire a hooker?" I continued to argue.
"It's been done before, but nobody has volunteered their wife to be fucked." Rick insisted.
"O.K., but they better all wear rubbers 'cause I don't want to get knocked up!" I agreed.
Rick was overjoyed and you would think I had agreed to let him fuck fifteen girls.
Rick was aware I was not using birth control pills. I had had an adverse reaction from them and we had resorted to a diaphragm instead. The diaphragm was ninety-eight percent effective but with fifteen guys gang-banging me it would likely become dislodged and all that sperm would flood my ovaries.
I guess I was a bit naïve expecting Rick to ask the guys to use condoms or to expect them to comply. He would willingly take the risk of pregnancy. Any child that was produced would be a trophy to him for giving me to his buddies.
To say I was anxious when the day of my sacrifice rolled around was an understatement. Rick had me prepare myself to give the guys my body looking my best.
A soak in a bubble bath, a freshly shaven pussy, an application of baby oil over my entire body and a sprits of Ode de Joy perfume between my ample breasts.
Rick had purchased a negligee for me to wear for the event.
It was a very short see-through number but he did not give me the matching modesty pants. Every detail of my charms was clearly visible through the gown right down to the mole on my left breast.
I was to stay out of sight until he announced my grand entrance.
The guys started arriving about half-an-hour before the game was to start. From my hideout in the bedroom I could hear them laughing and joking. Time after time the doorbell rang announcing the arrival of more of the noisy football fans. Would they every stop coming?
I looked out the bedroom window to see three guys getting out of a black S.U.V. There were four other vehicles crammed into out driveway.
I knew it was too late to call the whole thing off but God there was a lot of guys downstairs who were going to fuck my brains out when Rick announced his invitation.
The guys were getting more raucous when I heard my husband making his announcement. It was my queue to head downstairs.
The welcoming cheers and whistles were deafening as I entered the room.
Seeing me almost naked confirmed the guys were in for a treat.
I did not know what the procedure was to be but quickly Ron Howard approached me.
Ron had been selected by my husband to warm his wife up for the gang to use.
Rick guided me to a chair where he sat me while Ron knelt between my legs. Lifting my gown he buried his face in my bare cunt.
Ron's tongue began exploring my open pussy, teasing and exciting me as he played with my engorged clitoris and entered my vaginal tunnel.
I moaned and my face displayed the rapture I was experiencing between my legs.
Ron was diligently executing his task, stimulating my pussy until my juices started flowing. I felt the beginning of an orgasm stirring in my loins when his mouth left my crotch.
Apparently I had been raffled off, each guy drawing a number indicating the order they would fuck me. Another color slip indicated the order I would suck their cocks. Three lucky individuals had drawn fucking slips with asterisks on them indicating they had the privilege of fucking me anally if they wished.
Rick took me over to his weight lifting bench which was to be my work bench. I was laid on my back with my head hanging over one end and my legs the other while the group circled around me.
Ted Salada stepped between my legs first with his hard-on in his hand. I knew Ted quite well, we had attended is wedding just nine months before. He had married a pretty young black girl named Robin.
Ted slipped into my prepared cunt with ease. All of his cock entered me until I felt his balls kiss my labia. He was fucking me bare cock without a condom!
My eyes were closed when I felt the cock slap against my lips. I looked to see an enormous hard cock seeking entrance to my mouth. Submissively I opened my lips and allowed him into my head.
Sealing my lips around the thick shaft I inhaled to form a vacuum chamber to get him off in.
My talented tongue began caressing the huge cock in a tantalizing way. Traveling up the lower side and up and over the bulbous head causing it to begin throbbing in my mouth.
Salada's cock was arousing me as it thrust in and out of my cunt causing me to attack the cock in my mouth with gusto.
I was sucking one cock while another was ravishing my pussy. The others had grouped around me and were jerking their cocks aiming them in my direction.
Soon the white rain began with splotches of cum splattering onto my face and tits. One after the other cocks were shooting loads of cum onto me, I was getting a cum bath.
A felt a warm surge of sperm flowing deep into my pussy. The first cock had cum in me, so much for wearing condoms.
As the spent cock was being withdrawn from my cunt cum began spurting into my mouth. The second cock was coming in me. Desperately I swallowed the guck before I gagged on it.
Another cock was entering my pussy. The cum from the first cock was still oozing out of my fuck hole and instead of trying to avoid the other guy's cum the head of the replacement cock dipped into the thick white cream and with a generous coating slid easily into my wet fuck tunnel.
Large strings of sperm continued to rain down onto me from above. I was in a virtual shower of cum matting in my hair and soaking my negligee. The skimpy gown was now up around my neck and not covering anything, my tits were bare to be cum on.
Up until now I had felt no emotion, just being a submissive wife fulfilling her husband's perverted fantasy. Strangely the sensation that I had felt with Salada's cock was once again blossoming around the cock now filling my pussy. Opening my eyes I saw George Thompson was fucking me.
Thompson was a black man, an ex footballer. He now worked as a "expeditor" or gofer for a large steel maker. The job did not require much intelligence and he had been given the job by a superintendent that had been a fan in his ball playing days.
Thompson had a rather stout black wife and a tribe of seven kids. The big, black cock that was now in me was certainly potent.
The taboo of possibly conceiving a black baby caused my hips to thrash. I was actively fucking this black bastard encouraging his cock to douse my womb with his seed.
His cock felt so big in me, he must have been over ten inches in length and as thick as my forearm. The massive mushroom head of his cock teased my vaginal wall on its outward strokes.
I knew I was going to cum with him.
Another hard cock was being forced between my cum-coated lips. I opened my mouth allowing the intruder in.
My mouth tasted foul as if the entire British army had slept in it with their socks off. A coating of cum shroud my teeth and gums from previous ejaculations.
Thompson's cock was arousing my pussy like none of the others had. He reached into me further than any other cock, massaging the unused portion of my fucking canal.
My hips were thrusting upwards to meet his plunges maximizing the depth he reached in my weeping cunt.
The shower of white rain had slackened to a drizzle allowing me to concentrate on going for my climax. My legs were clamped around Thompson's powerful hips pulling him into me.
It was obvious to my husband that I was on fire and wanted to have an orgasm and take this black man's seed.
"Fuck her George and blow a big load into her!" Rick encouraged the black man who was pounding his wife's brains out with his monster cock.
Thomson needed no encouragement as he was already on the rapid short strokes, about to fill me with his sperm.
My orgasm escaped like some ravenous beast in a feeding frenzy. Ripping through my body it forced me to scream as a safety valve to keep from blowing my mind.
The others watched in amazement as my body convulsed, racked by spasm after spasm of pure energy shooting through my muscles. My back arched thrusting my pelvis up onto Thompson's ejaculating cock harvesting his seed.
"Oh yes, yes!" I moaned as his black baby batter filled me.
As Thompson's cum bathed my ovaries the cock in my mouth began discharging spurts of thick salty brine down my gullet.
With sperm flowing into both ends of me I could not control my shaking and my body danced as if thousands of volts of electricity were passing through it.
Gradually the sperm puddle inside of me quenching the inferno that had wrestled control away from me. I lay lifeless as the two satisfied cocks were pulled from me.
They just became a faceless blur after that, one after the other they filled my mouth and cunt with their endless dicks.
Occasionally I would be rolled over onto my stomach and have a cock mercilessly rammed up my ass. I am no fan of ass-fucking but these guys were brutal, dry-fucking my tight brown hole without care.
With relief the guy's attention was switched back to the TV for the final minutes of the game.
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I FOUND THIS AND IT REALLY INTERESTS ME SO I WANTED TO POST IT.It doesn`t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart`s longing. It doesn`t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn`t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life`s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving ot hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstacy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn`t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless, and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can se beauty, even when it`s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, your and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "YES!" It doesn`t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn`t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn`t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. |
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The Goals, Values and Duties
The Goal:
The Goal is to establish, nurture, and grow a D/s relationship which fills the needs and desires of both the Dominant and the submissive/slave. This relationship must have a common set of values, duties, and goals. The relationship should support and seek to nurture each person as an individual, a family member, a friend, and a professional.
This relationship should be strictly one on one unless the Dominant decides to include other parties for specific purposes.
No one outside the relationship should be allowed to interfere in the relationship.
The Values:
Honor -
This is the highest value. The Dominant and submissive/slave should seek to actively Honor each other. They must be proud of each other both in private and in public. They should never be ashamed of the other or their relationship to each other. The submissive/slave must be proud to belong to the Dominant and the Dominant must be proud to possess the submissive/slave.
Respect -
The Dominant and the submissive/slave must Respect each other's beliefs, values, needs, and desires at all times. Both should seek to Accept and Honor these things of the other person even when they do not fully agree with them.
Trust -
This is the foundation on which the needs and desires of both the Dominant and the submissive/slave can be satisfied. Trust cannot exist without Honor and Respect. The Dominant and submissive must seek the good of the other at all times. Each must be able to rely on the other to always act in the other's best interest. They should never Dishonor or Disrespect each other in private or in public.
Honesty -
Both the Dominant and submissive/slave should be open and honest in their thoughts and feelings at all times.
The Roles of the Dominant:
Guide -
The Dominant should Guide the submissive/slave and the relationship.
He is responsible for establishing the Goals, Values, and Duties of the relationship. He will continuously work to maintain, grow, and improve the relationship for the good of both people.
Protect -
It is the Dominant's place to Protect the submissive/slave physically, mentally, and emotionally. The Dominant always Protect's the relationship and what it stands for. He is the Keeper.
Nurture -
The Dominant should nurture, help the submissive/slave grow both mentally and emotionally. The Dominant should be supportive in the submissive/slave's endeavors.
The Duties of the submissive/slave:
Serve -
The submissive/slave seek's to serve the Dominant's needs and goals. Note that it is the responsibility of the Dominant to establish mutually beneficial goals for the relationship. Sometimes the Dominant will need the submissive to improve in an area in order to meet her goal of submission.
Obey -
The submissive/slave must Obey the Dominant to her best ability. Sometimes the submissive cannot obey the Dominant. When this occurs, she must communicate this to the Dominant and explain her reasons. A good submissive will try to offer alternatives.
Accept -
The submissive/slave must Accept his Dominance. She must Accept that she belongs to the Dominant and Accept his orders. She must have faith that the Dominant will provide for her needs and desires. The Dominant must never abuse this Honor.
Please -
The submissive/slave must seek to Please the Dominant. The means both Pleasuring the Dominant and seeking to act in a manner which is Pleasing to the Dominant. She should always be attentive and actively seek to learn what pleases the Dominant.
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Y r some Doms so fake!!!! they seem like they are perfect and just what U need but they have been lying from the start. how can U devote Urself to them and grow with them and not see Ur bond is nothing more than to pass the time .weather vanilla,sub,or slave we all have feelings.and in my eyes it hurts more in a D/s relationship to know U were just something to control and use untill they find the sub/slave that they really want,than a vanilla one. there is supossed to be a bond that is like no other. and to find out that the Dom is just playing the role really hurts........will i ever find a Dom with a real heart that actually understands i have feelings?????? |
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