tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46058860828113995412023-10-08T01:38:35.422-07:00hot sex story blogNEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.comBlogger7231125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-14994826098822507232013-07-25T16:28:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.263-07:00The Office (Interview) SeXStoRYHe goes over her resume as she sits across the large desk of his fancy wall street office with her legs crossed, pulling her skirt down so as to not show too much leg. He asks her questions, which she gives her best possible answers to because it's so hard to find a decent job these days, much less one which pays as much as this one. She explains she is staying with her s****r until she can save enough to get her own apartment, having just moved to the east coast from Los Angeles. He seizes the opportunity asking if she'd be interested in hearing about some of the possible perks to her receptionist position. Of course! She answered. The company owns the Miramar Hotel on 3rd Ave, you may live in one of the suites as part of the job if you are interested. Her eyes grew wide in deep relief, unable to believe he is offering her a home of her own for free! "I'd love that, sir. Very much, of course!" Do you have a car? he asked. "No, sir not yet". "I like it, calling me Sir" he grinned. "I'll make arrangements for you to be shown to our lot, pick out any car you like and the company will pay for the lease". "Since you will be living in the same hotel I stay at when I am in town, you are welcome to dine in our restaurant or cafe, on us, or order room service, whichever you please". "All of this comes with the job, sir?" "Let me continue" "Of course, Sir" "I travel world-wide, usually without my wife. She's too busy with her book clubs and charity work but she tends to come with me about twice a year. The rest of the trips, I would expect you to travel with me. You would have your own room, of course". "I haven't traveled at all in my life, I'd be thrilled, sir!" He sat there, placing her resume on his desk staring at her. She was young, 23. Stands about 5'5'' tall, without heels. She dressed well, though he could not tell how extensive her wardrobe was. She would need a complete wardrobe for daytime and night time, professional attire as well as casual for all occasions. "I'll have the girls at a few of our stores take care of you as far as wardrobe, you will need quite a bit for this lifestyle, please be at Chez Nous on 5th Ave tomorrow at 10 a.m., then meet me at the hotel lobby at exactly noon. "Yes, sir, I don't know what to say!" "Please stand up" She sets her booklet and purse down on the chair beside her and rises to her feet. "Walk over to me" She walks to stand at his side. He swings around facing her, looking at her, head to toe. "Unbutton your blouse, please". Her mind racing, this attractive executive offering her more than she ever dreamed, but what does he really want in return for all of this, he could be a monster! But he is too well known, he wouldn't risk doing anything too terrible for fear of losing everything! "I knew there had to be more to this" she thought to herself. ..... Slowly she untucked and unbuttoned her sheer grey/blue silk blouse and let hang. "Take it off". He commanded. She removed the blouse, revealing rather large breasts protruding from her light blue bra, looking into his eyes. He sat there with his legs now spread in his $3,000 suit, completely confident and relaxed. Unable to read his face she was not sure he was satisfied with what he saw but she wanted the apartment in the hotel so badly she could taste it. She was willing to do quite a bit to secure this position. In fact it had been a secret fantasy of hers. Not that she ever thought it would actually come true. This was a complete surprise. "Turn around" She turned around slowly as he rose to his feet moving toward her. She could feel her nipples grow hard as his breath reached her bare shoulder. His hands cupped her breasts firmly as he pressed his concealed cock into her firm round ass. He moved his cock back and forth a little, squeezing her breasts to see if she would object. He was definitely satisfied with this applicant. She seemed clean. Unexperienced, unlike so many women these days. He would break her in properly and she would become his own. Make her life too good to be able to walk away from. But first, he knew he had to gain authority over her mind. It would be overkill to take her completely right then and there. He had to make her think it was her idea to a degree. First he just needed to make sure she would make a good office and travel slut. So far, so good. He let go of her, and sat back in his chair unbuttoning his slacks. She could hear the zipper go down as she continued to stand with her back to him waiting for further instruction. He liked that she knew to wait. "Come here" She turned around to see he was holding his dress shirt up revealing a tight bit of a chubby stomach and a rather thick cock which had become extremely erect. He was stroking his cock, pulling on his balls, slowly as he watched her watch him. She got down between his legs, but stayed still watching as he masturbated for her to see. He was amused that she was so obedient, so eager to please, and so deliciously young and firm. Minutes pass, slowly stroking himself, thinking of all the travel, the hotel rooms he would take her in, playing out every fantasy he pleased with her, rather than paying for unreliable whores in different lands. e****t services had become sketchy, and the whores no matter how beautiful, just weren't cutting it for him anymore. He liked taking the time to cultivate a woman, to know exactly how to please him, and to never dare say no. "Ok, show me what you can do with this" he said without hesitation. Without the assistance of her hands, she began to lick the head of his penis. tasting the drops of pre cum he had worked up. Elise did her best to pass each test after test... this one being her favorite so far. She licked and sucked, teasing and working his cock hard alternately as he held her blonde hair out of her face. "Line 7" a woman's voice announced. "Keep going" he said as he pushed line 7 taking the call. While she was feasting on his fat cock, he leaned back putting his wife on speaker phone. Ruth was a priviledged woman in her mid 50s who had everything and was used to it. She rambled on about dinner plans she had made for them, and repairs on the roof of their house in the Hamptons which they were to stay at the following week end. There was no affection in either of their voices, tho his wife barely let him get a brief comment in here and there. It seemed her mouth on his cock while his wife was on the phone turned him on even more than before the phone had rung, so she quietly sucked his cock hard as if her mouth was a pussy he was pounding. His hips began to thrust against her as she took him deeper and faster, as his hands guided her to move f***efully. "Hold on" he told his wife putting her on "Mute" and he drove his cock down her throat again and again, .... again and again... again and again... unaware that he was gripping her hair too hard, he burst into a moan as he shot a giant load of white creamy cum in her mouth. She struggled to suck every last drop before swallowing. He held her head down, keeping his now twitching cock in her mouth safely and took his wife back off "Mute" and finished up with their conversation. He let go of her hair without a word as he looked at his watch, instructing her to get dressed. "The job is yours pending 6 week trial basis". "Yes, sir. Thank you so much" He stood up, fastening his slacks, adjusting his cock in his boxer briefs, and walked passed her gently grabbing her chin "I think this is going to work out fine" as he smiled. I'll have my assistant show you to your apartment, take care of keys and a driver to take you to the lot for your car. Leave any questions or requests with her, her name is Linda. She can be trusted. I'll be in touch in a week. You'll begin when I return from The Hamptons. Until then, get your things in order at your s****rs, and use the credit card Linda gives you for anything you need so you are ready for a busy work week. Enjoy your last few days off Elisa. And I do hope you enjoy working with me." As business-like as he was, she enjoyed his tone. He was clearly intelligent, in control of a large company and yet seemed stress-free. The kind of man who knew what he wanted, and was used to getting it. But treated people well in the process unlike so many employers before who hardly offered anything compared to the salary she was to get, on top of free rent, car, travel and meals. She couldn't believe her luck and couldn't wait to see what other perks were involved.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-47637502492245597452013-07-25T14:12:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.189-07:00My cousin SeXStoRYMy younger cousin (let's call her josie ) and I were playing And we started wrestling for some odd reason and I felt her tits They weren't that big but I could still fondle them Anyway she was staying the night and there weren't Enough beds so my cousin and I said we would sl**p downstairs So we were setting the covers against the sofa and then she Said she was going to get changed when she came back she had really Short shorts on and a really baggy sleeveless top Whilst we were wrestling she leapt out and I could see In her top she was wearing no bra which got me hard real fast And she stopped and said what's in ur shorts ? And I said nothing Then she crawled over looking like a slut and touched my dick Suddenly someone upstairs shouted we were to go to sl**p Which we started to do until she came over to me and started whispering In my ear she said I know what it was And then stuck her hands down my shorts,I was throbbing And she could feel it she pulled down my shorts and starting rubbing my dick She started sucking and I started moaning really quietly and I said I'm going to cum But she kept going I shot my whole load into her and she just swallowed it I started fingering her but we didn't want to risk anything so we Finished by kissing goodnight and I could taste the cum in her We both lay naked and started sl**ping with her legs wrapped around my legs and cock That's my story please rate it and comment on it ThanksNEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-10514332342703046012013-07-25T09:57:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.054-07:00Authorized to watch Mom SeXStoRYAfter several years paying for extras Math classes without any success my mother quit. One day I caught my mother dressing and I've seen a glimpse of her huge breasts, this never came out of my mind and I've been fantasizing with that moment since then. When my last grades came she got really hungry with me again about Math, yelling to my face once more: "What can I do to change this? I've tried everything, bláa, bláá, bláá....". Then without thinking, this words came out from my mouth: "I want to see you naked, Mom.". The yelling stopped. I thought a slap on my face was the next step, Instead she said: "If next period you bring me a C, I let you watch me having a bath, if you bring me a B I even let you take me photos because this will only append once, agree?"NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-1870572456717019752013-07-25T09:07:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.944-07:00Always hard: the beginning / Chapter 10 SeXStoRYSeptember 1958 Fucking Mrs. Criscola Rosemary had just cum violently and was leaning back against Vic. "God, that was so fucking good!" she told him while shimmying her ass in his lap, his cock still enjoying the feel of her wet and loose pussy. "You're absolutely amazing, Vic baby! You're soft, and yet, you're still big and hard! I'll bet you could fuck me again and again if you wanted to. Do you want to do that, Vic baby? Do ya?" He really did, but he had other ideas first. If her son was still taking pictures, there was one particular shot he wanted more than any other. Vic already had the same pose from Ellaree, as well as one from Marion. Having Rosemary doing the same thing in print would make his collection even better. Once he got a picture of Margaret sucking on his cock, he’d have them all in print. “Sure I do! But first, there's something else I'd like from you.” Sucking off his cock wasn’t part of the deal. She had never done it before and wasn’t prepared to do it then. “Oh, Vic! I just don’t know!” she said after sitting up in his lap and looking back at him. She followed that up by saying her husband didn't think it was proper for a lady to suck on a man's cock. “I’m a lady! At least I think I am.” “You are, Rosemary! You’re definitely a lady!” he reaffirmed what she said for a reason. He wanted that blowjob. “That’s right!” she said while standing. “I’m a real lady!” she said, only this time, she wasn’t standing. She was kneeling down in front of him. “And besides, who cares what my husband thinks. He’s not here anymore, is he? Rosemary the lady is going to suck on your big beautiful cock! So there!" With that statement, the lady took the entire length of cock deep inside her mouth and started to suck on it like she'd done it many times before. More than likely she hadn't, but once instinct took over, the former prude learned real fast how to use her lips and tongue to please her man. And if that wasn't enough to make the man extremely happy, Vic could see Anthony through the corner of his eye. The k** was snapping away, getting all the obscene pictures he could of his cock-sucking mother. The prize picture had to be the last one. It was taken at the culmination of Rosemary's amazingly expert blowjob. He hadn't planned on cumming inside her mouth, but how could a guy know what he wanted in that situation? Sometimes the woman’s just too good and the guy just can't help himself. Rosemary, the k**'s mother, his former teacher, and some guy's once good girl wife, was just too good with her new-found toy. Regrettably, she didn’t like it. Of course she didn’t. “Ooh, nooo! Yuch! Aghhhhhhh!” Having a man’s juice inside their mouths turns off a lot of women. All of a sudden, THIS woman was up off the floor and running to the bathroom. “Ohhhh, aghhh!" she groaned while throwing up with the door open. Obviously, his one time teacher didn't have the swallowing talent of her cock-sucking predecessors. A minute or so later, Vic heard the bathroom door close and lock. Right after, her son came out of hiding. The k** had just watched Vic popping his mother, yet, it wasn’t himself he wanted to talk about. It was the woman of both their sexual fantasies that Anthony wanted to discuss. Not surprisingly, he felt the same as Vic once did. “You’re not gonna believe this, but I wanted to fuck her even when my father was here,” he told Vic who quickly asked him about the father. Rosemary said almost the same thing earlier. He told him that and Vic smiled. “No wonder she’s so fucking hot!” “Yeah! And now that he’s gone, I want her even more,” he said while showing him all his newly taken Polaroid pictures. “These pictures will have me fucking her in no time.” Vic couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Jeez! He though his own fantasies were off the wall. This k** had him beat by a mile. Yet, he had to admire the k**’s balls, not to mention his brilliant ingenuity. Who would have thought that blackmailing a woman for sex could even work? Shit! The idea was so good, Vic was sorry he didn’t think of it first. “I gotta tell you, man! I love what you’re doing. Whether or not you can pull it off is something else,” he told him the truth. Rosemary was a hot fuck for him, but pictures or not, she may not be so hot and willing with her own son. He didn’t agree. “She will!” he said before telling Vic about threatening to show the pictures to her school if she didn’t fuck for him. “I’m sure she wouldn’t want the school board seeing one of their teachers sucking on a cock.” That might do it and Vic hoped it would. He really did. The idea of Rosemary fucking for her son really excited him. He just had to make sure he got it done. “I think you’re gonna need my help.” Much to his dismay, the k** said no to his assistance. He thought he could get the nasty deed done on his own. Vic wished him luck and watched as he disappeared out the front door. A few minutes after he left, his mother returned to the living room after taking a shower. She looked refreshingly clean in a white terry cloth robe. She looked surprised that he was still there. She sat down on the couch, lit a Lucky Strike cigarette and crossed her legs. “I figured you’d be gone by now,” she said after taking a long drag and blowing out the smoke in rings. “I mean, you got what you wanted from me. I put out like you always wanted. Well, Victor! You can go NOW!” Wow! Talk about fucking attitude? What was with these fucking women? You treat them real nice and what do they give you in return but a swift kick in the fucking ass? Jesus H. Christ! Why do they all have to get a fucking attitude after you give them the fuck they all wanted in the first fucking place? Vic didn't understand. He really didn't! He hoped her son got everything he wanted from the bitch and that included a blowjob and a fuck in the ass too. In fact, he wanted to be the one fucking her in the ass while Anthony got his cock inside her mouth. Fuck the ungrateful cunt! As it turned out, Vic didn’t have long to wait. Anthony called him a few hours later to tell him his plan had bombed big time. His mother was so upset by his outlandish proposition she actually started hitting him. She even threatened to tell the k**’s father the sick things he wanted from his own mother. When Vic asked him where he was, Anthony said he was at a bar down the block from his house. Vic told him to stay there until he heard from him later on. After Vic hung up with Anthony he thought of what to do and came up with absolutely nothing. After all, what the fuck was he supposed to do? He couldn’t f***e the woman to fuck for her son if she didn’t want to. And besides, the bitch cunt was already pissed off at him for reasons unknown. How the hell was he supposed to talk this woman into doing anything? He wouldn’t even know where to begin. Then he got a phone call. When he picked up the ringing phone he actually thought it was Anthony calling him back. It wasn't. “I . . . I need your help. It’s . . . it’s my son, A-A-Anthony. He’s brought shame to . . . to me,” she started saying before telling him the entire story in vivid detail, up to and including the blowjob pictures. “They . . . they showed me sucking your . . . your cock. I’m so . . . so mortified by this. He said he wants me doing the same thing to . . . to him too. Ohh, Vic! What should I do? I can’t . . . can’t do that with my own son. What should I do? Please, Vic! You’ve got to help me!” It pissed Vic off that she didn’t say a damn word about telling him to leave after he gave her the fuck of her life, or even a word of apology. Well, guess what, toots? That’s fucking okay! He had a plan that would have Mrs. Rosemary Criscola fucking like she never has. She may have said no to her son, but that could easily change with just the right handling. After Vic told her it would be better to talk in person about her problem, he was at her house five minutes after hanging up the phone. She was still upset when he got there, and it took a real close hug to get her calm. He followed that up with a tender kiss on the lips. That’s when he smelled the liquor on her breath. “You’ve been drinking?” “Yes, I’ve been fucking drinking! Wouldn’t you be drinking too? I mean, c’mon, Vic! My own son wants to fuck me!” “I know how upsetting it was for you, but you need to put it all out of your mind for a while,” he said in a reassuring way as he led her over to the couch. Happily, she took his advice and concentrated solely on their heated tongue-kisses, as well as what his fingers were doing between her parted legs. That stimulation combo was getting her extremely aroused, very close to the mood for fucking. Regrettably, it didn’t make her forget about Anthony. “Oh, honey! You’re making me feel so very nice, but there’s no denying what my son wants from me. That prick actually wants to fuck me. Can you fucking believe it? My own son wants to get his cock inside my cunt, my CUNT Vic!” “I know. You said that already,” Vic said while trying to kiss her again. He couldn’t She wouldn’t shut up. “And if that’s not bad enough, the little prick wants his cock inside my mouth too. He wants me to suck him off like I’m his Goddamn whore! Would you fucking believe this? I fucking don’t! Goddamnit, Vic! What should I fucking do?” Vic really liked hearing her talk dirty, so he acted ignorant. “About what?” he asked while slipping his hand back inside the terry robe. When she turned her head to give him a dirty look, he didn’t give her a chance to speak. He kissed her mouth again, at the same time finding her wet cunt lips and clit for his probing fingers. It worked. His expert finger rubbing was getting to her again so Rosemary willingly gave him her tongue to chew on. That went on for several minutes with her body moving and her tongue sucking. She was almost ready when she remembered. “Damn it, Vic! You’re making me too fucking hot! How can I think with you getting me so hot and bothered?” she asked and he finally told her what she needed to hear. “You gotta do it!” he told her, but didn’t move his hand from between her legs. He still had her clit on his fingers when she heard him tell her the facts of life. “The k**’s got you, Rosie baby! Like it or not, he has pictures of you sucking a cock, my cock. Do I have to tell you what the Board of Ed would say if they ever saw your blowjob pictures? Shit, hon! You’re out of a job in a heartbeat, not to mention blackballed for life!” he scared the shit out of the woman. Naturally, he felt real bad about that. But then again, how bad did SHE feel when she told Vic to go home? Tough shit, lady! If he had anything to do with it, she was gonna fuck for her son with Vic watching him do it. That’s how he felt, but it just wasn’t happening. In spite of his scare tactics and expert finger-work, she was still holding out for dear life. “Oh, God, Vic! I can’t!” she said before saying something that told him all he needed to know. “I want to, Vic! I really do, but I just can’t! If I give in to my feelings and fuck for Anthony, what would he think of me after we’re finished doing it? He’ll think I’m his whore. That’s what!” Hey! There were worse things, but it really didn’t have to be that way. What they’d be doing together was a brand new game and it was up to the Mom to make the ground rules for this game. If the dumb shit k** really wanted to get into her pants, he’d have to learn to play the game by her rules and that meant no degrading comments about her character. It also meant no talking about their act outside the bedroom. No one needed to know what took place between two consenting adults, especially adults with f****y ties. With society’s dim view of a mother and son fucking, it was best to keep society in the dark at all costs. Vic knew Rosemary wouldn’t say anything. Neither would her son if he knew what was good for him. The only one left to tell was Vic, but he had nothing to gain by speaking out. Or did he? Vic stood up over her. “No he won’t! He won’t think any less of you, that I guarantee!” he told Rosemary and meant it. Anthony already got the word from Vic about treating his mother with respect. If he didn’t treat her right, he had him to contend with. In the meanwhile, Vic had to treat her his way and that meant flipping Rosemary over onto her back. “What . . . what are you doing?” she asked as he grabbed her legs. He said nothing as he took a firm grip on each of her ankles, pushing her legs back until they were bent at the knees and wide open. She knew what he was doing. “Ohh, Vic! You’re being rough with me. I like it! Go ahead, baby! Drive your big hard one into me and fuck me good!” As he stared with intent at her fully exposed and hairy cunt, Vic thought of her son and what he’d be thinking about then. With earlier instructions, he was to give Vic an hour with his mother before returning home. A quick look at the clock on the mantel told Vic the hour and then some had already passed. If Anthony followed his orders to the letter, the son was already there, watching and listening as Vic primed his mother for their impending i****t. What he saw if he was there was his mother with her legs spread wide; what he heard was his mother begging to be fucked. If he was there, you just knew his thoughts. It was up to him to make his thoughts come true. To his utter amazement, the delicious horny cunt of Mrs. Rosemary Criscola had never been eaten by anyone either. This fact became crystal clear the second Vic’s tongue touched the wet juicy cunt lips of his former teacher and Anthony’s mother. She cringed when she felt him, even tried to close her legs at the knees. It wasn’t something she wanted, not then, not ever. She just didn’t know . . . until . . . “Ooooh, my! Ooooh, my God! Sweet . . . sweet mother of Jesus! You can’t . . . ohhhhh! It’s Heaven on . . . Ohhhhhhhhhh, Vic baby! Don’t . . . don’t stop d-d-d-doing what you’re d-d-d-doing! Please! I . . . I beg you! Don’t ever stop what . . . what you’re doing!” Stop? Why would he fucking stop? He needed the teasing bitch as excited as she’s ever been to get what both boys wanted from her. Shit! To get Anthony’s cock inside her teasing cunt and have him fucking his mother, she needed to be off the wall excited. No half way shit, not for this cunt. His mother needed to be in another world when his cock hit home. Vic knew that. That’s why he was relentless in doing what he was doing to the getting-close Rosemary. He lapped the holy shit out of her juicy cunt lips; sucked like a mother-fucker on her swollen clit; he even fingered the living crap out of her loose cunt walls while he literally devoured her pussy with a vengeance. He had the bitch so excited by what he was doing to her, her lower body was moving in and out and up and down to his sucking mouth and probing fingers. She was as close to fucking as she’d ever be when Vic made his final move. “It’s time for fucking, baby! You need a cock!” “Yes, yes! I do! I do! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me now!” “With what, baby! You want my cock or Anthony’s cock?” The moment of truth was upon them. Will she or won’t she? She will. The woman was THAT horny. “Ohh, I don’t care! I’ll take anyone’s cock. I just need someone to fuck me. I don’t care whose cock it is. I just need someone fucking me!” Much more to come Disclaimer: The author in no way supports or condones any act that is i*****l or immoral. This and all stories produced by the author are works of fiction. Any similarities between characters in these stories and any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and a product of your imagination, not the authors.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-8922545970501263052013-07-25T05:23:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.087-07:00The more I read the more I want to Experiment SeXStoRYA Masturbatrix Controlls your Cock and your Orgasm A masturbatrix, or cock controller, is a woman who enjoys instructing a man's masturbation. She may or may not be into orgasm denial as well.She enjoys the experience of controlling a man's cock, masturbation, and orgasms. Observing another person masturbating is an erotic experience for many people, both those involved in the femdom world, and others. A Masturbatrix, as the term is typically used, is usally interested in some element of femdom interests such as: - chastity training - teasing and denial - orgasm denial - cock control A Masturbatrix does not necessarily have to possess the traits usually associated with those involved in femdom, such as strict, stern, cruel and punishing - many Masturbatrices consider themselves to be sensual, gentle and willing to use all of their feminine wiles to arouse and control their strokepets. Even if you don't consider yourself to be submissive, and if you definitely are not interested in orgasm denial, you can still enjoy the pleasure of experiencing a session with a Masturbatrix. Have you ever masturbated for a lover? Perhaps engaged in a mutual masturbation session? It's very hot! Add to that the element of your partner instructing you how to stroke, what she'd like to see you doing...it gets even hotter.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-84332091829812220832013-07-25T02:40:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.297-07:00Working In Old Men Institution SeXStoRYAs you go through life you meet and experience people, that will change your perceptions and the way everyday experiences impact on your senses. The older a person is the less chance you have in perceiving the outcome of your interactions with them. They have the experience, tried and tested before you were conceived, getting you as you are budding to fruition, sweet and busting with vitality, looking enquiringly and inquisitive, and above all enboldened with youth and willing to impress. So what chance did I stand on my first day at the old folks centre as a student help. Mature for my years in both mind and body, inquisitive and eager to please, I look back and realise just how much of a stir I was causing, as the older generation looked me up and down, as I stood there in the conservatory sunshine, smartly dressed in my white coat, but what lay underneath was probably more to their lecherous leering, than the smart youthful sixteen year old pubercent girl, bathed in sunlight, and with a capital 'S' for sex, hanging over her head. My colleagues that worked with me were no better. Later I found out they 'curried favour' with the older and more wealthy gents, providing favours for money during bathing times, and more importantly, providing them with opertunities to place me with them, where the rules clearly stated I should not. But these institutions run by themselves, wielding power to those left in charge, and providing they run smoothly and profitably, the inmates and staff find a balance that suits all, and unfortunately for me, I would find myself being seduced from both sides as I was manipulated by money and curiosity. My nearest counterpart was Sara, a tall slim woman of 26, married with one c***d, natural blond to fair haired, and popular at bathing times, with the men with most to offer financialy. As time passed Sara proved to be a wordly wise girl, especially in the fine art of 'Blowing the old gents', she would say that with her quaint Welsh accent, but apply it expertly and with meaning, after all, she could blow ten on a good day and at 50 quid a pop, tax free, her jaws and private bank account were expanding daily. The older were on a similarily profitable sliding scale, offering more bodily contact, inside and outside, intmate and varied, depending on looks and age, but sufficient enough to keep them all happy. Well, to be truthful, there were four in total and sixty-seven old gents to be looked after, so you can see the scale of the need of a busy staff, and it was this that saw me thrown into the mix. That afternoon over lunch, Sara pulled me aside to tell me, 'Old Jones'ey had taken a shine to me' and would I be interested in helping her bathe him? 'Listen love' she continued, 'He is well endowned and takes Viagra, likes a good blow and balls tickle, and your 50 quid better off, no questions asked and hush hush, want to watch?', she added this challengingly, as if testing my resolve and searching my eyes to convince herself I was not going to blow the whole scheme to the authorities. 'I will watch and think about it' I said nervously, I mean this was an act of open sex about to be committed in my presence, and both the thought of seeing it done by the consumate proffessional and being paid for witnessing it, well I sided on the side of error and we both headed off to fetch Mr Jones, soon to be my first benificiary witness to my deflowering in this sanctuary of debauchery. The bathrooms were in the basement, accessed by elevators four floors down, where all the noise was filtered out, and all the sounds of pleasure kept muffled and subdued. Jones'ey waisted no time once the doors had shut and we decended to his wash place. Cupping my buttock he pulled me to him and stuck his nose into my crotch, sniffing-in in one prolonged deep intake, he savoured on the odours eminating from the privacy of my linen encased vagina, and as I looked down a shade shocked at his sudden attack, I could see the bulbous organ between the opening in his cotton pajama bottoms, stiffening and growing at an alarming rate, much quicker than the velocity of the decending elevator. 'Now now Jonesey dear', said Sara very motherly, and she reached forward taking his massive member lovenly in her hand, and slowly jerked him up and down, whispering into his ear, 'You like to fuck this little babe, shes virginal you know', at which she looked up at me with a broad smile on her lips and a naughty wink in her eye. 'He's cumming', I blurted as I noted the fluid escape from the slit in the head of his massive bulbous cock. Sara stopped, looked down, then back up to me, 'Pre-cum Mariel, just the start', and without warning went down on him, sinking her head deep into his crotch, her jaws parting similarily to a python dis-enjoweling to swallow its prey, she sank on this massive sausage and drawing back up slowly with a suction reminicant of a vaccumm. Old Jones'ey was sitting eyes closed tight, still burried into my crotch, but his hand had found the hem of my coat and skirt and was now freely enjoying the lubricity of my vaginal fluids, between my thighs and under my soaked knickers. In reality I was part of the whole goings-on, I was wetting myself watching Sara blow this huge cock, and surrendering to the assault on my vagina, he was masturbating me and all I could do was hold the back of his balding greyed head, keeping him in place as his hot breath was swirling across and between my vaginal lips, and adjusting my postion so give easier access to my swollen vagina, which he was currently burried deep, tickling my bud entrance to my womb. I exploded with such a noise Sara pulled of his cock with a popping noise, her face covered in semen as she looked-up, surprised at me, and it shot over her, as her lips left his cocks mons-glans, all the way up her beautiful face and over her blond hair and touched down on my coat, a long sinewey streak, thick and sticky, darkish and strong smelling. Sara being the consumate professional, plowed back down onto him, and swallowed the second cumming as Jones'ey jerked and spasmed in his wheelchair and I marvelled at her spunk covered head bouncing up and down on his cock. We came to a shuddering halt at the basement and the extra bump on landing, provided Sara the opertunity to pull off his cock. 'There Jones'ey' she said, 'Two beauties for the price of one' and she held his face in her hands and kissed him on the mouth, as his sperm ran down her nose and in between their lips kissing. The cool air hit us, taking the ardour out of the moment when the doors opened, and we pushed into the cubical at the far end. Sara took the towel hanging and wiper his cum off her looking into the wall mirror to ascertain where each splattering was. 'You have something for me sweetie' she said kneeling in from of old Jones, and he responded by reaching into his pajama top pocket and handed her a folded cheque. She opened it and I saw clearly seventy five pounds, written and printed clearly. Sara looked at me and winked, 'be right back Mariel, must be off to the bank and deposit this beauty' and she got up asking me to finish and she would see me in the coffee shop later. 'Dont worry sweety, he's finished, she added pointing to his cock, and dissapeared into the elevator leaving me with him to bathe. I eased him out of the chair and pulled on the chord holding his pants up and with one jerk they were at his ankles. He steadied himself on the bar on the wall and I dropped down to my knees to help him step out of his pants. The massiveness of his member was in full view, still erect and dripping, I estimated 10 inches and a girth I assumed to be three or four. As I looked up at him it lay across my face, touching my cheek and inviting me to kiss it. I took hold of it, first with one hand then both hands, but its girth was such I could not close my fingers around it. 'You are the biggest man I have ever seen', I said in wonderment, holding him and caressing my cheek and parting lips, trying to insert him into my mouth, only succeeding with the bulbous head, tongue fucking his hole with the tip of my tongue and trying to swallow his massive organ, but failing in every effort. I was like a wanton slut, my passions building as I strived to please this cock, I was slavishly loving. I stood slowly and deliberately, and with a few moves, I stood in all my youthful exposure, naked and willing. I edged in beside him, turned my back to him and reaching between my legs, took hold of his meat and guided him easily into my vagina, opening me up to a whole world of being fullfilled and stretched beyond belief. My knees buckled as I backed into him, in and out with increasing frequency as my second orgasm gathered pace, suddenly it was me and his cock and I thrust myself onto this organ of pleasure until I felt the warmth of his seed flooding my vaginal cavity, delivered all the way to my eggs sitting patiently in my fallopian tubes, millimeters from this potent fetiliser, now waiting for my orgasm and the dipping motion it creates, sucking up and into the point of no return, aided and abeted by my slavish need to complete the fuck to its climax. That was the most I ever felt being streched, and when I looked down using a hand mirror I could see into my vaginal canal and his semen running out freely. Old Jones'ey was my first in that institution, four and a halve hours after walking through the door. He was a regular as I had usurped Sara, she only blew whereas I fucked, and better still fucked bareback and enriched myself with experience and their pounds of course, but satisfied myself with old men, something I and some girl just love to be aroundNEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-80574820744571037472013-07-25T00:02:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.335-07:00TERROR..PART 1 SeXStoRYJUST THINKING ABOUT WRITTING ABOUT TERROR A.K.A DADDI MAKES ME WANNA FUCK HIM RITE NOW..;) I WAS HOME ALL ALONE ONE DAY AND SINCE HE WORKED CLOSE BY I TOLD HIM 2 COME THRU.I GOT NERVOUS AT FIRST DIDNT KNOW WAT TO DO LIKE COME ON THIS DUDE IS OMFG SEXY...SO WE SAT DOWN ON DA SOFA AND WE R JUS TALKING AND I REMEMBER HIM ASKING ME IF I EVER FUCKED A DUDE WITH A PIERCING ON HIS DICK I REALLY DONT REMEMBER THE ANSWER I REPLY BUT WAT EVA ANSWERED I GAVE HIM MADE HE WANNA PULL HIS BIG FAT JUICY DICK OUT IN WICH HE DID.ONCE I SAW THAT MY MOUTH WATERED SO BAD THAT I WANTED TO SUCK HIS DICK DRY. HE GRAB MY HAIR AND PULLED MY HEAD TOWARDS HIS DICK AND GOD DID HE TASTE GOOD.SO WHILE I WAS GIVING HIM HEAD I WAS GETTING SUPER WET I JUST WANTED TO FUCK HIM SO BAD.HE ASK ME IF WE WHERE GUNNA FUCK IN THE LIVING ROOM I SAID NO IN MY PARENTS ROOM HE WAS LIKE ARE YOU SURE AND I SAID YES WHAT THEY WONT KNOW WONT HURT. SO I LEAD THE WAY INTO MY PARENTS ROOM. I TOOK MY CLOTHES OFF WHILE HE IS PUTTIN ON THE CONDOM.FROM HIS WORDS HE SAID HE WANTED TO EAT ME OUT AND I JUS TOLD HIM FUCK ME.I REALLY WANTED TO FEEL HIM INSIDE ME FUCK THAT EATING OUT SHYT LOL.HE FUCKED ME ON MY FAVORITE POSITION DOGGY STYLE AND HE GAVE IT TO ME LIKE NO OTHA NIGGA GAVE IT TO ME.HE PUT HIS WHOLE DICK INSIDE ME AND HE DONT HAVE NO SMALL DICK I TOOK THAT SHYT LIKE A TROOPER I AM.I KNOW FOR A FACT I CAME SO MANY TIMES LIKE I STILL DO WEN WE FUCK.SO HE CAME HE WENT TO MY BATHROOM TO THROW AWAY THE CONDOM AND CLEAN UP SO WHILE HE IS THERE IM GETTING DRESS TO WALK HIM TO DA DOOR CUZ HE HAD TO GO BACK TO WORK.WHEN HE LEFT I WENT INTO MY PARENTS ROOM TO CLEAN UP THE MESS WE DID AND IF I WOULDNT CLEAN THE ROOM I THINK I WOULDVE GOTTEN CAUGHT, HE FORGOT TO THROW AWAI THE WRAPPER LOL. SO WEN I FINISH CLEANING UP I SIT ON MY BED AND STARTED LAUGHING TO MYSELF AND SAID TO MY SELF WOW.I PRAYED HE CALLS ME BACK SO WE CAN GO ANOTHA ROUND AND A COUPLE OF DAYS LATA HE CALLED. TO BE CONTINUE.....NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-52946164084646892392013-07-24T13:35:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.019-07:00TAIWANESE DREAM 2 : The next morning SeXStoRYPREVIOUSLY I met Claire and her friend Sarah at a nightclub across from where I was staying, after leaving with the girls we ended up at Claire's apartment which was just a floor above mine. We had a great night, enjoying a hot steamy FFM threesome, which left us passing out on the bed together. TAIWANESE DREAM 2 : The Next Morning When I woke in the morning, I found myself laying in bed alone, last nights events still fresh in my mind, which had waking with a big smile of satisfaction. I stretched myself out and sat up in the bed. I looked around the room which was still slightly filled with a subtle hint of sexual fragrance from the night before. Looking over I saw that it was 9:39am according to the clock that was sitting on the bed side table. So I figured it was time to get up. I got out of the bed slowly, having another quick stretch as I stood up. As I stood there naked as the day I was born, I remembered that I had left my clothes in the bathroom after taking a shower. Not one to be shy, I decided to investigate as to where the girls had disappeared too. My mind kept rewinding to the night before the taste of delicious wet pussy lingering, the sound of ecstatic moaning still echoing, the sight and feel of Claire's unbelievable body still clearly visible. It just got me excited all over again. As I walked out of the bedroom, I looked to the floor where the girls had dropped their clothes, finding that they had all been cleared. There was no sign of Claire or Sarah, the apartment seemed empty. As I walked toward the bathroom, I heard the water running in the shower, I thought to myself that maybe the girls decided to have a morning shower together. That just added to the excitement as the thoughts mixed with the memories the night before had given me. It was making me hornier and hornier, so I decided to check out what was going on in the bathroom. I got to the bathroom door which was slightly ajar, so I pushed the door open slowly and had a quick glance around. I stood in the now open doorway to see Claire in the shower, her back turned to me as she rinsed the shampoo from her beautiful long black flowing hair. Her head leaned back and I watched in awe, as she ran her hands through her hair, turning slightly so that one of her gorgeous breasts appeared in view. I leaned against the door frame and crossed my arms as I followed the water running over her body, absorbing every detail. The water splashing onto her beautiful face, creeping down her neck and over her shoulder splitting into two streams, the stream flowing over to the front created a small waterfall from her amazing breast and hard pink nipple, the other stream running parallel to her long flowing hair, down her back trickling over her perfect ass, all the way down her gorgeous legs, I was thoroughly enjoying watching her. I would still maintain that she was the perfect girl, in every describable detail. Taking an inspired breath I decided to let her know I was there. "Good Morning" I said, standing myself upright off the door frame. Not seeming at all shocked, she turned to me wiping the water from her face with her hands, "Good Morning baby" she said in reply with a smile. The droplets of water covering her perfect skin, slowly rolling down caught my attention. She looked so damn fine, I became lost in the sight of her. I snapped out of it for a brief moment only to blurt out "I just came to get my clothes". She looked a little disappointed, but her cheeky smile didn't take long to return. "Baby, could you help me soap up my back?" she said as she swept her hair over her shoulder. I stood there stunned, hearing her call me "Baby" drove me wild. She gave me a quick smile as she opened the shower door. "Of course, sure, I can do that for you" bumbled out of my mouth. As I stepped into the shower she handed me the soap, I was still in awe, slowly trying to work my way out of the trance I was in. The thought of putting my hands on her body got me instantly excited. The shower was easily big enough for both of us, the warm water running over my shoulder as I got in the shower. I lathered up my hands and started to soap up her back, my hands gliding effortlessly over her skin, just the sensation of my hands on her body started to get me hard. I continued to lather Claire's gorgeous body and as if by reflex let my hands slide down to gently massage her ass. I couldn't help myself, I let my hands slip around her hips and over her little waist moving myself toward her ever so slightly. Claire met my hands with her own, putting her fingers between mine and guided me to her breasts. I gave them a gentle caress, letting my fingertips play with her hard nipples, her left hand dropped from mine and I felt her hand on my thigh, edging closer toward my hardening cock. I continued to massage her breasts and play with her nipples until her right hand let go of mine. Her left hand reaching my cock only to let her fingertips tease me before she stopped and turned to face me. I could see the excitement and desire burning in her sparkling eyes. I was lost in them as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Baby, you're getting so hard, do I really excite you so much?" she asked me. "Of course, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen" I replied without hesitation, smiling. With that said I pulled her body against mine, my cock pressed up between us, as I tasted Claire's sweet lips, the feeling of her tits pressing against me and her tongue playing with mine, excited me to extremes. I let my hands travel down her back and squeezed her ass as the kisses became more passionate. I felt Claire gave a soft sigh the moment before we broke our embrace. "I want you so bad baby" she said to me, catching her breath as she moved back and took my cock in her hand, stroking it slowly. She reached over and grabbed the soap, running it over my chest soaping me up like I had done for her prior to the sweet embrace. Placing the soap back in it's holder, she ran her soapy hands all over me with visible enjoyment. Slowly her hand soaped up my hard member, the water running over my body made the experience all the more sensual. The soap now washed away by the water, Claire came closer again, leaning over to me licking and sucking my nipples as the water cascaded from above. It felt so good. I was loving it, I wanted her so bad, the way she made me feel was like nothing I had ever felt before. As she continued to lick my nipples, she began playing with my cock again. "Mmmmmmmm" was all I could manage as Claire played with me. I pulled her against me and kissed her more passionately than before. As I came back up from the embrace, I ushered her to turn around. She placed her hands against the shower wall and I ran my hands up from her waist and held her breasts firmly. "I want you to fuck me baby, fuck me please" she said to me semi breathless. I let go of her tits, sliding one hand down her back as the other maneuvered her back from the wall slightly, making her bend and have her sweet pussy eagerly awaiting my immensely hard cock. I took a step back and guided myself to her entrance. Pushing inside her, she seemed to be just as tight as the night before. I took it slowly and she let out a deep moan, as my cock invaded the depths of her warm pussy. The water from the shower running over our bodies added to the spectacular feeling of being inside her again. I was so enthralled, I didn't take my time as I had the night before. I began to fuck her hard, "OH YES! FUCK ME BABY!" she screamed over her moans, as my cock disappeared all the way into her perfect pink pussy time and time again. My fingertips travelling up her back and over her shoulders, I took a firm grip and began to pull her back against me, getting as deep as I could go. Her pleasured screams and ecstatic moans drowned out the sound of the flowing water. I looked down and watched as my raging hard cock continued to burrow into Claire's hot wet pussy. Her screams and moans getting more frequent, more intense. "I LOVE IT BABY, I LOVE THE WAY YOU FUCK ME" she yelled out and it blew my mind. "I love the way it feels to fuck you, I love being inside you" I replied half moaning myself. Saying that, I felt her pussy start to cramp around my thick cock, listening to her sweet orgasmic screams, growing louder with each deep push. I felt myself getting ready, the build up too much to handle, considering all the prior excitement. As Claire erupted into an epic final scream of undeniable pleasure, I pulled out, I moaned and grasped my cock, shooting out load after load over her water covered back and immaculate ass. Cumming together was an amazing experience, it left us both catching our breath, my cock still hard I pushed against her from behind. She leaned against the wall holding herself up, seemingly with a lot of effort. I wrapped my arms around her waist and helped her stand up, kissing her neck softly on the left side, holding her close to me, her head hanging to the right side. Her hands holding mine, "Baby, you're so good to me, I love you" she said to me still panting slightly. Amazed at what I heard, I reached over to turn off the water, I felt her turn around before she stopped me, only to share another sensual passionate kiss under the shower. Holding her as close as possible, breaking the embrace for a moment only to say "I love you too baby" To be continued........NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-4463740755685936912013-07-24T11:38:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.370-07:00Holiday started with showers SeXStoRYI have just returned from an eventful holiday in Sweden. This is the first of a few reports from a fantastic week in a wonderful country, with beautiful people. I stayed with old friends of mine; Maria and Sonja. Maria was a nurse colleague who looked after me when I was a student nurse particularly when I was outed, which any gay girl will tell you is a difficult time. I was lucky that Maria and Sonja (her wife) took me under their wings and helped me through it all. They moved to Sweden a couple of years ago to look after Sonja’s elderly mother and so she could take over f****y business. The pair of them met me at Arlanda airport; they are both the same age turning 40 this year within 5 days of each other. They look almost like opposites Maria is fairly short and a little tubby, she keeps her brown hair in a neat bob, Sonja is almost stereotypical Swede tall, and slim and once completely blonde, though her hair has now prematurely gone purely white but she still wears it long and unruly, almost half way down her back. They were both dressed in vest tops and long shorts with sandals. I couldn’t help but cry when we hugged; it had been such a long time and I had missed them both so much. We walked to their car, they were hand in hand, I can’t start to explain how refreshing it is to be in a country that is liberated enough that two people in love are able to be affectionate in public no matter what their sexuality. They live an hour north of Stockholm and we spent the whole journey catching up on news. I got nagged for still seeing Sarah and warned that she would never leave her husband to live a full lesbian life with me. I explained; as I usually do that I sort of knew that but I was ever hopeful and I didn’t at the moment have a great list of alternatives other than to be celibate or go out on the scene neither prospect particularly appeals. “Never mind,” said Maria, “We’ll take your mind off of it this week; we might even be able to sort out your problems.” “Oh and what exactly do you mean by that?” I asked. “Nothing!” they both chorused, and giggled to each other. I was intrigued, I knew they were plotting but decided to leave it for now and enjoy the Swedish countryside whizzing past my window. Sonja’s f****y home is in a small village on a large lake surrounded by woodland, it is only a ten minute drive from the nearest large town, however it feels as if it is in the middle of nowhere. It was the perfect spot for me too unwind. The weather was fantastic, close to 30 degrees and due to be in the late twenties for the next few days. I was told the mosquitoes were not too bad this year, which put me on edge for half a second but was soon forgotten. Their house is typical of Sweden, wooden constructed theirs is spread over just a ground floor, is painted yellow with white and looks as if it came from a fairy tale. I loved it here already Maria prepared a fantastic meal as I unpacked, showered and settled into the guest room. We had a great evening catching up over too much wine and local vodka. There was lots of flirting between the two of them I was teased and included too so I didn’t feel as if I was a bystander, or in the way of their plans. The two of them had been a couple all of the time I had known them, which was nearly eight years, they had confirmed their relationship with a civil partnership as soon as it was legal in the UK, and were amongst the strongest most loving couples I had ever met whether gay or straight. It was so refreshing to be with them and to see them being close and loving to each other. The drink and journey had got to me and kissing them both I made my excuses to retire to bed. I looked back at them as I left the room and they were already locked in a loving embrace kissing each other, hands disappearing into each others clothing. I got ready for bed it was too hot for night clothes so I lay under the sheet in just my bra (those who have seen my pictures will know I am a little heavy in the chest so even at night I need support). I do not know for how long I had drifted off to sl**p but I woke with a start. I could hear laughing and squealing and realised that the girls were still up. Wrapping my sheet around me I shuffled down the hall way to the living room, I poked my head round the door to give them a fun telling off for waking me, but I stopped with my mouth wide open. Neither of them noticed me watching, they were both completely naked. Sonja was sat on the wooden floor; her shoulders against the brown leather couch her head on the seat cushion. I couldn’t see her face Maria was kneeling over her, her back to me the round peach of her bum gyrating as she was obviously rubbing her pussy into Sonja’s face. Sonja’s long legs were wide open her hand on her white hairy crotch circling around her clitoris. I watched as Maria said something in Swedish and stood above Sonja, she was obviously rubbing her own clit bud. Sonja’s eyes were bright as she watched her lover. I was taken by surprise as suddenly a spray of liquid hit Sonja in the face, she opened her mouth trying to catch it, but it spilled all over her chin down her neck, little rivulets ran over her small but beautiful breasts and down her perfectly flat tummy some rolling into the hair of her crotch some dripping onto the floorboards. The spray stopped and Sonja grabbed Maria’s buttocks and buried her face into the dark wet hair of Maria’s pussy. Maria’s head tilted back and her eyes were glazed as Sonja noisily lapped and sucked at her cunny. It wasn’t long before I could see that Maria was getting close to coming, she grabbed Sonja’s head with both hands squatted a little and with a long groan of pleasure and relief I watched her body shake as she reached orgasm. Maria knelt on the floor next to Sonja they kissed and held each other tenderly as Maria calmed a little. Again they whispered to each other in Swedish, I had no idea what was said but Maria lay on her back on the floor alongside the sofa as Sonja stood above her a foot placed either side of Maria’s podgy belly. Sonja leaned back and held her pussy wide, once again I was surprised as a jet of piss came flying at Maria from Sonja’s crotch. The golden stream hit her in the chest splashing all over her breasts and belly. Maria rubbed the liquid over her breasts with one hand splashing the little pool of water that formed in her deep navel with the fingers of her other hand. When finished Sonja lay on top of Maria there breasts squashing as they kissed each other deeply their legs entwined, they started to rub their groins together. Sonja moved so she was lying with her head at the other end of the sofa to Maria’s their pussies were still rubbing against each other. Their movements picked up speed Maria sucked on Sonja’s toe, Sonja’s eyes were rolling as she hit her orgasm in moments. They kept moving for a few more moments as once again Maria came, groaning and swearing, this time in English. They lay back away from each other, still for a moment, and then Maria shuffled up to Sonja so they could hold each other close. Sonja looked up and I though for a moment that she saw me in the doorway watching, but she then went back to kissing Maria and I took the opportunity to escape back to my room. I returned to my room and lay on the bed, I could not believe what I had just seen and I could not believe how turned on I had been watching my two best friends piss all over each other, it was certainly nothing that had been particularly high up my list of fantasies before. My hand slid down the smooth skin of my belly to the wetness of my own pussy, freshly shaved for my holiday I lay my hand over the top of my pubic mound squeezing it gently, I pulled back a little letting my middle finger find my clitoris, I rubbed it gently for a second, sending shocks through my whole body. I then parted my fingers so one was either side of my bud and gently circled. gradually increasing the tempo I used my other hand to squeeze my breast. My rubbing becoming more vigorous I raised my head and bit my lip, as the fire in my pussy exploded throughout my whole body and I went into spasm in orgasm. Just as I finished I had a fright as I thought I saw movement and looked up at the door, there was nothing or nobody there, but the door was open, I felt sure I had closed it,. I heard a giggling down the hallway and realised that maybe my hosts were not the only ones to be caught in the act.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-7898799900042355122013-07-24T09:03:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.155-07:00The Tower of Midnight SeXStoRYThis is from my http://kingscrossuk.tripod.com/wysiwyg2.htm site Visualise a room Room description The tower is seriously weird. At whatever time you arrived here from the outside world it is always night here. It is lit by a red light which has no visible source. The ground is littered with objects, which you cannot see clearly. Object Description In the dim light you can see the outlines of objects, at least two of which are boxes., In the room there is: Shareth Examine Shareth Shareth the heartstealer has been logged on to Realms of Darkness for 20 minutes. Total login 12 days 16 hours 45 minutes Shareth looked out over the Forest of Midnight. Soon an entire legion of her doomguard would sweep the forest to kill off the remnants of Luxor's army hiding among the trees. Every one of the high command of the Doomguard - her father's army - was now sexually enslaved to Shareth the Heartstealer. They were all incapable of getting an erection without her icon before them..and her icon was as close as most of them would ever get! Shareth smiled as she remembered that her guards had a prisoner waiting for her. He was chained naked in the torture chamber below and prepared for her visit. Prepared properly this time or the guards would suffer the same fate as the hapless helpless prisoner. Shareth smiled. R You cannot go right E You cannot go east D Shareth descends to the dungeon The dungeon is walled with rough stone and is lit by a blazing fire. Two guards stand by the door In the room you can see Luxor Examine Luxor Luxor is naked and chained to the wall. A wire attaches his manhood to the floor such that an erection will cause pain, more pain, followed by a-pain-ectomy, followed by death. Luxor is wearing a collar Examine collar The collar is made of copper but lined with leather. It can be tightened by magic to garrotte the wearer. It cannot be removed. Shareth put her hands to the clasp of her robe. She noted with satisfaction that the two doomguards lowered their eyes respectfully. "Look at me!"she commanded and the eyes of the guards openly watched as the robe fell to the floor. Shareth was naked and smiling. These guards would join the ranks of those in her thrall. "And make sure the prisoner looks too." The guards stood on either side of Luxor and held his eyelids open. The Moonprince had never seen any woman so beautiful nor had he ever been so sexually aroused by nakedness. Shareth's blonde hair fell behind her, not a wisp of it covered her full naked breasts which were revealed in the firelight. It was the expression on her face - a promise of sex and a mocking contempt for his lack of an erection which affected his senses most powerfully. An excruciating pain and a few drops of bl**d already dripping down his leg reminded him that he needed his mind on other things. Shareth noted with satisfaction that Luxor's eyes were wide open of their own accord and probably nothing could make him close them now. She watched as his nipples darkened slightly. This game of arousal and pain and more arousal could go on for hours and hours and she loved it. She moved closer to the prisoner. She stroked the palm of her hand upwards over her right breast. No power in the realm could have taken Luxor's eyes from her hand at this point. Her fingers lightly stroked the nipple. She noted with satisfaction a slight tightening of the wire as Luxor's penis swelled and tried to stiffen, there was a darkening red mark. She stood inches from Luxor as her hands caressed and stroked. Then suddenly her hands tightened on her breasts, the fingernails sinking into her naked flesh. "Oh yes prince you can imagine doing this with your hands." She looked at Luxor. He was a handsome figure..it almost seemed a pity...she smiled at the thought, pity was something she had read about in books but found nowhere inher native IceMark or here in Midnight. The guards released the prisoner's eyelids. They knew nothing could close his eyes save death now. Luxor noticed every slight red mark on Shareth's naked body as he reached her hands to his nipples and teased them gently. She stroked Luxor's nipples with her long sharp nails. The closeness of her naked body, her warmth, her perfume were irresistible as the growing pain in his nipples worked its inevitable magic on his cock and the wire tightened a little more. Well pleased, the Heartstealer watched Luxor as his eyes devoured her nakedness. She stroked her body and he imagined doing the same. Her palms stroked her naked thighs and she looked into the Moonprince's eyes as she fingered her damp clitoris. Her damp fingers went where Luxor's stiffening cock was straining to go. At her command one of the guards enthusiastically removed his uniform. Kneeling, Shareth smothered the guard's stiff hard cock with saliva, all the time glancing at Luxor's growing agony. Shareth watched his pain and stroked the guard's cock with her tongue. She was allowing Luxor to imagine that tongue warmly covering his cock with saliva and flicking the tip of her tongue teasingly over the head of his cock. She looked in triumph at the Moonprince and .... the impossible happened. Nobody. No lord. No doomguard. No commoner had ever resisted the enchantment of Shareth naked for even a split second. Yet here wwas the Moonprince, his cock becoming flaccid and his eyelids beginning to try to droop. Shareth smiled as she brought her hands to her breasts to arouse the Moonprince's sagging interest. One command from her and...there were other ways to make a man's cock stiff and hard. Her hand encountered the Moon ring and without thinking overmuch she slipped it on her damp index finger. The world changed. Suddenly Shareth was looking at the room from a different angle. The gag prevented her from crying out as she suddenly realised she was staring out of the Moonprince's eyes and the seductive female form which she was looking at was her own. Pain happened to her. Agonising excruciating pain.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-86585438399352048412013-07-24T08:25:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.981-07:00Lucky Josh part 11 SeXStoRYIntroduction: Melody and Vanessa show Josh their brand of affection Back in the recreation room, Josh found the door open and heard the sounds of someone swimming in the pool. He walked to the side and smiled when he saw Danni swimming laps without swimsuit. Sitting down at the deep end, he watched her make her laps, sipping his coffee. Danni finished her lap and pulled herself up next to Josh, wet and naked. “Couldn’t resist” she grinned as she took her coffee in her hands. Josh quickly got up and gabbed a wrap around towel for her, draping it on her back. “Thanks again, the coffee is a bit strong but nice otherwise” she smiled at him. “I wonder what is considered coffee here then” Josh said looking in his mug “this is considered a regular cup back home.” Danni smelled his coffee and quickly moved up again “oh that’s strong.” “Hmm” Josh said “good to know, when I order coffee, I’ll order it euro style.” “No wonder you are like the energizer bunny, you drink pure caffeine” she joked. Josh grinned and drank his coffee, watching her do the same. “I need to go home and change for the meeting we have in a few hours, talk to Burt to see if there was any trouble last night and talk to my lawyer about our business plans” Danni summed up after she had finished her coffee. “About that” Josh started “you might want to talk to Melody, I think she’s still asl**p in my room.” “Your room? Why is she here? She was free this entire week after last Saturday’s episode” Danni asked him in rapid succession, concern for Melody written all over her face. “I picked her up at the nearby police station after a call from Burt, you were asl**p so I decided to let you rest while I quickly bailed her out, however due to fortunate events, charges were dropped and all she got was a warning to use pepper spray instead of mace” Josh answered her just as fast “she was very upset though and fell asl**p in the car so I put her in my bed and let her sl**p.” “Let’s go see her” Danni said and stood up, barely holding on to the towel. “Let me get you a robe” Josh smiled at her and led the way to his room. Both dressed in white robes, Danni made hers work for her, the stark white contrasting on her dark skin. When she caught him looking at her she smiled sweetly and said “First Melody Josh.” They could hear soft music coming from behind the door to his room and somebody moving around. Josh knocked and opened the door, wondering what Melody was doing, sharing a confused look with Danni. It took Josh a moment to recognize his room, from the boxed mess he had left it, it looked now like a well decorated room. “Hi” Melody said from the bathroom, folded cardboard boxes in her arms. “Hi” Josh and Danni said almost at the same time. Melody was wearing one of his fun shirts, this one had the logo with “Morning wood lumber company”, and one of his boxers. “I hope you don’t mind” Melody said, placing the folded boxes on the pile she had made. “I woke early and didn’t want to leave the room so I unpacked for you, I really needed to do something you know.” Danni walked to her and hugged her “How are you holding up love?” “Okay I guess, last night is still a bit of a blur, I recall being arrested and Josh bailing me out, but that is the extend of it.” “Charges were dropped Mel” Josh said smiling, pleased with her work. “How?” Melody asked confused “I know he pressed charges, I heard him yell.” “You just got a warning, buy pepper spray next time instead of mace.” “A warning? How did you manage that?” Danni asked, checking Melody for bruises. “Well, I recognized the idiot from the party and told the officers what happened, leaving out the fact that you were eh, working and suggested that he may be stalking Melody.” “At that point a band member from Cam’s band, who happens to be a cop, came up and after hearing my store made sure that no charges were pressed” Josh finished. Danni just laughed and Melody grinned at him, her eye still bruised but the swelling was almost gone. “What are the odds?” Danni said after a moment. “With Josh, rather good” Melody said softly. “Indeed” Danni confirmed and turned to Melody again “I need to rush now but if there’s anything you need, call me okay?” “I will and thanks” Melody replied and hugged Danni again. Danni kissed Josh one last time before heading back downstairs to change and said “Josh, you take care of Melody for me okay love?” “Will do Danni” Josh grinned “now move or I’ll make sure you’re late.” “Oh” she smiled back “tempting, oh so tempting” before closing the door. Josh sat down on the bed and took another look around. “You like it?” Melody asked a bit nervous. “Love it, it’s better than what I had imagined, you have a good eye for these things.” “Thanks, I studied design and decoration for a while, wasn’t for me though” she smiled. “Perhaps you should reconsider, with what little you had, you made this room look great.” “Perhaps” she replied and folded her hands together and hung her head. “That idiot still on your mind?” Josh asked gently after a moment. “Yeah” Melody sighed “and thanks again for coming to my rescue.” “No worries, I don’t mind saving you at all” Josh joked a bit. “I knew you were going to say something like that, but I mind, needing to be saved again.” “Ah” Josh replied, understanding her completely. “When I was a small boy, there was this upper class man that liked to kick the shit out of me so one summer, I took up a martial art and the next school year kicked his ass in front of all his friends, never had problems since” Josh finished. “You think I should learn how to fight?” she asked looking up at him. “That, or at least how to defend yourself well” he answered, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “I don’t believe in v******e” Melody said, leaning against him. “Neither do I, but it’s always nice to have something to fall back to, should the need arise.” “Besides, it is a confidence booster and a good workout” he said smiling. “Know any good gyms?” she smiled weakly. “Burt has one, why don’t we go together then, as gym partners?” Josh suggested. “You mean that?” Melody asked, her smile gaining in strength. “Yeah why not, if I don’t start training soon again, I’ll lose my fine figure” he grinned. “Right” she smiled “I overheard people in the hallway earlier, you had quite a workout already.” Josh laughed out loud and Melody joined him, hugging him tightly. “So” he said after a little while “you want to stay here for a few days, there’s a spare bedroom left if you want.” “How do you do that?” Melody asked surprised. “I mean, I would be grateful if I could, I don’t feel safe there now that he knows where I life but how did you know?” “I would feel the same if I were in your shoes” Josh simply said. “But” he continued “one thing though, if things continue as they do, there will a lot of sexual activity around ...” Melody stopped Josh from talking by kissing him on his lips. “Will you be included in that activity?” she whispered softly. “Yes” he breathed back. “Then I’ll need someone to help me pack some clothes and a ride” she smiled. “If you’ll drive, I’ll help pack as long as I am back before one o’clock.” “Great” she smiled at him, pulling him in a deep kiss. Josh let her take control and moved his free arm to her side, completing the embrace. He felt she wasn’t wearing a bra but didn’t go for her breast, he just gently stroked her side and back. Her tongue was as gentle as he was, the kiss soft and sensual. Melody was a bit surprised that Josh didn’t extend the action to other parts of her body, taking over from her but after a minute of kissing she understood that he let her dictate what she wanted, not wanting to f***e himself on her. “You are a sweet guy” Melody said when she broke the kiss. “And I appreciate your restraint after all that has happened to me but promise me this, next Friday on our date, be the bad boy I saw at the party.” Josh nodded and said “then we better pack something really sexy at your place.” “I shall, and some sexy training clothes, for our workout” she pouted and grinned at the same time pushing him back on the bed. “Shall I show you my specialty? The reason men ask for me?” Melody luridly asked. “If you want to, I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to wait until Friday” Josh answered. “Hmm, good point” she said moving his robe open and playing with his cock. “Nice size and smooth.” “Josh, I’ll save the specialty for Friday but right now I want to hear you moan because of me.” “So what do you want, straight fuck, blow job, anal or tit fuck?” she finished. “Hold on” Josh said, coming up only to be pushed back again by a smiling Melody. “Why the rush all of a sudden?” he asked seriously. “I want you to see me as a sexually attractive woman, someone you lust after and not as a victim in need of rescue, I need you to cry my name when you come.” “I lusted after you the moment I saw you Mel” Josh said quickly. “I am glad but I need to feel like that as well so if I wait until Friday, I may lose out in the days in between and if there’s sex to be had with you, I want some” she said decidedly. “I understand” Josh smiled “Friday will be special and right now you need to confirm for yourself that I won’t see you as a victim and avoid you the next few days if there’s sex going on.” “Yes, so what will it be?” Melody said pleased he understood and played a bit more with his cock. “You don’t want to have an orgasm as well?” he finally asked. “I shall, don’t worry just take your pick” she grinned wickedly. “You chose, pick what you think will make me cry out your name the most.” “Hmm, can I tie you up?” she asked, sensually sucking on a finger. “Yeah you can” Josh said and removed his robe, giving her the sash. Stretching himself on his bed, he lay in wait on her action. Melody tied his hands to the bed frame and sat down between his legs. Slowly she removed the shirt she wore, showing her fine breasts and hard nipples. Josh licked his lips when he saw her breasts, they were big and firm, showing cleavage even without a bra. Her cunt was shaven and had a tattoo above it, visible when she removed her boxers. Melody leaned over him, her breasts sliding over his legs and licked his cock. She sat her hands down on the bed next to his hips and with a little effort, took his cockhead in her mouth. Her warm mouth made him groan in pleasure straight away and when he looked down he saw her looking at him, her eyes shining with naughty pleasure. Taking his cock deeper in her mouth, she moved a bit back and made his cock stand up straight. His cockhead pressed against the top of her mouth and her tongue was playing with his shaft. Melody pushed her head further down on his cock, sucking as hard as she could before coming up again and releasing her suction. Making sure his cock was wet enough, Melody increased her pace, her head bobbing down on his cock so fast her hair made a curtain. Josh felt his cockhead get sensitive very fast with her suck and release technique, especially when she did it as fast as she did. “Oh shit, it’s getting sensitive Mel” he moaned hard. She stopped for a second and grinned with his cock still in her mouth before returning to her frantic sucking. She was doing it on purpose Josh thought as he strained his leg muscles to find relief from the sensation. Her cunt soaking wet from arousal from Josh’s fight beneath her, she felt him get near the pain point as he was bucking more and more. “Oh fuck Mel, it’s so sensitive, Melody please” he groaned, his entire body tensing. With a pop she let go of his cock and it fell covered in saliva back on his stomach. Quickly she sat on top of him, his cock between her wet pussy lips and she glided with her slit over his cock, her hips turning so his cockhead rubbed her clit. Franticly she moved over his cock, her orgasm near and so was his. Josh felt his cock trapped between her slit and his pubic bone, the sensation felt like a combination of jacking and sucking, intense and delightful. Shortly after he felt his cock being pressed even harder by her slit and her face showed the signs of a coming orgasm, her breath as ragged as his. “Oh yeah Mel, I’m coming, I’m coming” Josh managed to say before he felt his cock explode in the sensation of his orgasm, the pressure on his cock making his cum shoot further and the feeling much more intense because of her sucking technique. Panting hard, he felt himself get covered by his cum all the way up to his head and felt her juices wetting his cock even more in anticipation of her climax. She almost fell over him, grunting hard as she came, Josh could feel the pulsing spray of her cum on his cock, the scent incredible strong and arousing, even after this fantastic session. “Holy crap Mel” Josh said hoarsely “that was awesome.” “Thank you” she groaned, aftershocks of her orgasm making her body shudder. She still moved up and down his cock, teasing her clit a little more. “I can’t recall anytime I came as hard as just now” Melody grinned. “If you stay hard a little longer I might just come again” she continued, bending down to lick his cum from his chest in long soft strokes with her tongue. “Your scent alone would make me rock hard in an instant” Josh said softly. “Really? Most men find the smell of my juices too strong” she answered, wetting her fingers on her cunt while leaning on her other arm. “Taste me” she said and placed her wet fingers in front of his mouth. The scent was intense and Josh felt his cock respond, twitching beneath her. She looked curiously at him and stroked his lips with her finger. Josh licked her cum from his lips and sucked on her finger, the taste of her arousing him even more. Sweet and nutty, the strong taste surprised Josh. “What the …” Melody said as she saw Josh’s face change from relaxed and content after an orgasm to one of desire. “Oh man, I am so horny now” Josh said surprised by his reaction. “You’re k**ding, you get aroused from my juices?” Melody asked unbelieving. “It would seem so” Josh grinned naughty. “Eat me” Melody said firmly and moved up his body so his mouth was under her cunt. The scent was intense and Josh didn’t waste any time, his tongue in her slit almost instantly. Melody closed her eyes and let her body get carried away on the waves of pleasure she felt. He licked her entire slit, sucked her rather large clit and tongue fucked her, relishing the taste and placing his mouth on her entrance when she came, drinking all she gave him. The warm fluids teased his tongue with their taste as he buried his nose in her slit, smelling her as much as he could. “Oh Josh” she moaned on top of him “thank you, thank you, that was wonderful.” “But no more” she said moving to his side “for now anyway.” Cam had quietly entered his room a few minutes earlier and sat down in a chair, playing with herself as she watched the young woman ride her boyfriend’s face. She had a good view and waited patiently until they were done. “My turn then” Cam said happily as she moved away from his face. Both Melody and Josh looked startled for a moment but when Josh smiled the way he did at Cam, Melody relaxed. “His cock is free if you want, Melody is it?” Cam said, licking her lips as she saw the woman’s body. “Get over here woman” Josh said to Cam pulling her close and kissing her, tasting after Melody’s juices. “Oh nice taste” Cam said and looked at Melody again . “Let’s share the goodies” Cam continued as she got up and sat down on Josh’s face, facing his cock. Melody hesitated for a moment but the Latino girl smiled so warmly at her, she decided to ride Josh’s cock. Still soaking from his licking, his cock slipped in her cunt easily and she moaned softly as her sensitive clit rubbed over his pubic bone. Josh started to lick Cam and felt his cock enter the warm and moist cunt of Melody, hoping he would last until he got both girls the orgasm they deserved. If he had been able to see what the girls were doing, he wouldn’t have lasted for very long. Cam introduced herself as his girlfriend and Melody did the same, only saying that she was the damsel in distress. They talked and enjoyed Josh for a few minutes until Melody started to caress Cam’s breasts and leaned in for a kiss. Shortly after, the girls were grinding on Josh and making out on top of him. He felt Melody increase her low grind, pleasing herself on him and Cam pressing her clit as close as she could to his tongue. Both women were moaning loudly now and Josh felt himself get closer too. When Cam sighed deeply, he knew she was about to come, her body tensed and he was flooded with her juice. Licking as fast as he could, he moved his hips up in rhythm with Melody, forcing his cock deeper in her, wanting her and him to come quick as well. Cam leaned on Melody, panting heavily as her orgasm shook her body. Melody saw the entire orgasm happen to Cam, the look, the silence before the storm and the reaction of the body. It was a very hot visual for Melody and she fell against Cam as her orgasm hit her hard. She felt her muscles tense on his cock, the last fleeting contact her clit had with his pelvic bone before the first wave of her orgasm hit, her groan more a****l then human. Shaking with pleasure, the woman held each other up, smiling with their sweaty faces. Josh was very close as he felt Melody soak him with her orgasm. When he felt her last orgasmic constriction on his cock, he bucked and turned, making both women fall on the bed, screaming in surprise and fun. So close was Josh now that he barely managed to get on his knees, pulling back his fore skin and shot his hot cum on both their faces. Cam was surprised but Melody had a bit more experience and opened her mouth for him. Thick wads of cum he shot on their faces and in their mouths, even for him this was a copious amount and when the last drop was licked from his cock by Cam, he shuddered and fell back, spend and satisfied. Melody leaned over to lick Cam’s face clean and a grinning Cam tried to do the same to her. Their little fight over his cum quickly turned into a make out session, their kisses and moans accompanied their bodily actions to Josh’s viewing pleasure. A few minutes later Melody broke the kiss for a moment and said “Josh, I just love your girlfriend, she is smoking hot.” “I agree” Josh grinned back at her and blew a kiss to Cam. “Oh, I’ll take her to her apartment for her stuff, Ramon will help just in case” Cam said lazily. “I’ll bring extra as it looks like Cam and I have the same sizes, almost anyway” Mel giggled. “Thanks Cam, for everything” Josh smiled and moved to the bathroom. The women continued their fun, their moans and grunts alternated by laughter. Clean and refreshed Josh stepped out of the bathroom, looking at Cam and Melody huddled together, talking in whispers. He decided not to interrupt them and quietly got a suit and shirt out of his closet. It took him a few minutes to get dressed and grab everything he needed for the meeting with Danni and Sarah later this morning. Silently he closed the door and picked his phone up in the recreation room, checking it for messages and missed calls. Most of the missed calls and messages were from women who left their contact info on his phone at Danni’s get together, asking when they could meet. Josh smiled at all the messages until he saw Rose among them, his smile became a big grin and he called her at once. “Hello Josh” Rose answered in her dominatrix voice. “Hello Mistress Rose” Josh said submissively “I regret that I couldn’t answer sooner but circumstances kept me from doing so, I apologize.” Rose laughed heartily and he could hear her smile at the other end. “Josh dear, excellent response, worthy of a well trained slave.” Josh smiled and replied “Well, I did ask for lessons in everything that you could teach me.” “That you did Josh, that you did” Rose said still grinning, “I contacted you because the winner has come forward to claim his prize.” “HIS prize?” a confused Josh asked. Again Rose laughed, this time at his expense he felt. “I’ll explain” she said between giggles, an odd sound Josh thought coming from her . “Daddy has bought his daughter a fantasy, with you in a starring role.” “What kind of fantasy?” Josh asked carefully. “That I do not know, except to say that he has hired several female slaves and a few pieces of dungeon equipment from my company for the same time period, so it will probably be in a dungeon setting.” “I see” Josh said slowly “when is this to take place?” “Next weekend in the Hamptons, at his estate and everything will be provided, his daughter is coming Thursday to get some basic training on the equipment so perhaps I’ll find out more for you soon enough.” “I appreciate that, perhaps I should pay you a visit as well this week for my first lesson.” “I’d like that” Rose said and he could hear her anticipation for the fun that would follow. “Shall we have dinner first, just you and me?” Josh asked. “Are you asking me on a date?” Rose asked surprised. “Hmm, yes I think I do, we still have a lot to discuss and I would like to get to know you better.” “How much better?” she purred. “A lot better” Josh laughed. “Then I accept, next Thursday at seven?” she suggested. “Fine by me” Josh said and mentioned a restaurant his father had talked about. Rose was silent for a moment and then agreed saying she would shop for a fitting dress. They hung up after goodbyes and Josh went to the kitchen for a final cup of coffee. Angela sat on a barstool sipping her coffee dressed in a big t shirt. She greeted Josh with a huge smile and motioned him over saying “morning stud.” “Morning gorgeous” Josh smiled back and walked to her. “Damn, you look fine Josh, is it for your meeting in a bit?” “Yeah it is otherwise I’d be wearing less than what you have right now” he smiled. Pulling him against her she kissed and hugged him. “Last night was the best sex ever with Jonas and I really enjoyed the all girl show in the pool.” “Do you think I could join sometime soon?” she asked almost demure. “I know you can” Josh whispered in her ear “some think you are very hot.” Angela blushed a bit and smiled “really?” Josh nodded and made some coffee for himself, stealing a glance when she sipped her coffee. “Check your mail” she grinned madly “I am looking forward to playing it out.” “Oh I shall Angela, as soon as I come back from the meeting” Josh said and ordered a cab. “Excellent” she said and wrote down a few numbers on a paper. “If you are able, could you get me some metal and gothic scene clothing, something sexy or slutty.” “These are my sizes, Cam will know what they mean” she finished. “Sure, but that will have to wait till tomorrow, she’s not working today” Josh said and took the note from the counter. “No problem” Angela replied “tomorrow is early enough.” Vanessa entered the kitchen as well, looking like a happy woman. “I take it the interview went well?” Josh asked just before she dashed over to him and jumped in his arms, embracing him. “Yes, I got the job, both jobs actually and he’ll help with the studio in a paternal way” she cried out, her face showing her obvious joy. “I’ll leave you two love birds alone, good luck later Josh” Angela laughed and left the kitchen. “Lovebirds?” Vanessa said surprised, still holding Josh very close and intimate. Looking at her distracted face, he couldn’t help but feel attracted to her, so similar to Cam she was. “If you don’t back up a small bit, you’ll soon notice why she said that” Josh smiled jokingly. Again Vanessa looked confused until she felt his cock grow bigger between them. A slight blush graced her cheeks but she didn’t move away. “I see” she said and faced him directly, looking in his eyes. “You know Josh, I can actually see your love for Cam in your eyes and the closeness you fell towards me, it’s a bit of a turn on” she whispered, her lips very close to his. “Would you like to kiss me?” she breathed softly, keeping eye contact. “Yes” Josh answered when the doorbell rang. Startled, Vanessa stepped out of the embrace and walked to the door. Josh looked at her walk and cursed the cabbies timing. In her business outfit she looked smart and sexy, her heels giving her ass an extra swing. Shaking his head he followed her to the door. “Want to come with?” Josh asked Vanessa. “To what?” she asked and he quickly answered “a business meet, I could use a P.A.”. “Why not, gives me a chance to see how it works” she smiled. Closing the door behind them, Josh followed Vanessa into the cab and gave the address. A quick ride over made them early for the meeting. They waited outside the restaurant, looking at people passing by. When a limo pulled up and two very elegant looking women stepped out with a bolding, out of shape guy, they both looked at each other and laughed. “I’ll bet you ten bucks he’s passed out before getting any of them done” Josh grinned. “Not taking that one Josh” Vanessa smiled back “those women work out daily to keep that tight a figure at their age.” “Did you like ‘m?” he asked with a cheeky face. “Too stringy, I like a little meat on the bones” she said almost disdainful. “Like Angela?” “Yeah more like her, she’s got a nice figure and I would kill for her breasts” Vanessa said, licking her lips. “Well, she enjoyed the pool show last night and was wondering if she might join at some point” Josh said, peeking over his sunglasses at her. Vanessa looked at Josh and poked him on the arm with a big grin. “My harem of pussy had grown substantially since I met you and you are a guy, go figure.” “I am not complaining” Josh said and tried to look innocent. She smiled at his failed attempt at innocence and wondered for a moment what it was that made him so special. Not the money or the looks, she knew that for sure but something else. “Anyway” Josh said “this meeting will be with Danni and Sarah Basco, we are going to see if we can start a company together, like a second career opportunity for Danni’s girls who like to stay in the adult industry but not in their current role, if you know what I mean.” “Danni was your special guest last night right?” Vanessa asked all business. “Yeah she was, I get hard just thinking about last night” Josh said under his breath. “I know what you mean, I am still a bit sore” she whispered back “and wet.” “Oh and here I was thinking that was me” Josh said mock hurt. She gave him a hard stare but it didn’t reach her eyes, they told him that she wasn’t quite as unmoved by him as she was letting on, despite being more interested in women like he was. “Don’t bother” Josh smiled “the secret that you like me is save, I won’t tell.” “Oh you chauvinist …” she started to say but then saw Danni exit a very nice sports car. “Wow” was all that followed after she started to berate Josh. They both looked at Danni who was wearing a stunning outfit that was classy ,elegant and very sexy at the same time. White pumps, a white knee length skirt with moderate split, a red bodice with a transparent V shaped cleavage that really made her breasts work for her and a white jacket that made her look strong and feminine. Her hair seemed sculpted on her head with playful lose curls on the side, making her face that more intense and her makeup was hardly visible except for her lipstick which announced her lips to the world in a not to be missed red shining color. The valet stood stunned for a moment when she smiled at him, only to regain his senses when Burt handed him the keys to the car. “My god” Vanessa whispered “Is that the same woman as last night?” “Yeah she is, his name is Burt by the way and a very nice guy” Josh said softly back. Josh walked towards them saying “would it be rude if I whistled?” Burt and Danni looked at him and smiled with Burt saying “only if you don’t mean it sport.” Josh introduced Vanessa, first as a friend, then as a member of the same band as Cam played in before saying she was his PA for today. “Ever the gentleman eh Josh” Burt joked and they headed in, moving a floor up for a private terrace in the open air. The terrace was an oasis of peace in the middle of the busy city. Carefully placed plants gave the impression of a larger garden, complete with a small fountain. The table stood in the shade, surrounded by comfortable chairs. “Nice” was Josh’s reaction at seeing the terrace and Vanessa agreed with him. “Now for a proper hello” Danni said and hugged Josh, giving him a soft kiss. Josh held her for a moment saying “hello again” before pulling her close again. Danni then hugged Vanessa the same way, surprising the small Latino woman. “I remember you” Danni whispered in her ear “have you had him yet?” Vanessa kissed Danni back and hugged her again, hiding her whisper as well “not yet.” Burt and Josh just shook hands and Burt gave him the all access pass for his gyms. “I’ll visit sometime this week” Josh said and Burt marked the gym he would be at this week as well as noting the best times. Vanessa however got a hug and a kiss from Burt, who dwarfed her with his size. A bit flushed, she sat down next to Josh while Burt ordered a round of coffee. “How is Melody doing?” Danni asked when everybody was settled down. “Fine, she decided to unpack my stuff and decorate my room while we were still sl**ping and she and Cam were having a lot of fun when I left, oh and she will be staying for a bit in our last guest room, hotel Josh is full for the moment” Josh answered. “This afternoon they are going with Ramon, Cam’s b*****r, to her place to pick up some clothing, for a week at least I think.” “That’s very kind of you and Cam” Burt said looking at Danni, waiting to be told who Cam was. “Cam is Josh’s very beautiful and understanding girlfriend” Danni said smiling to Burt. “Okay, that is it, I am going to stop being amazed at everything that you do Josh, I am just going to sit here and bask in your blessedness” Burt grinned at him. They all laughed and were still snickering when Sarah joined them on the terrace. Like Danni, Sarah had dressed to impress with a black and white dress that made her huge breasts stand out without overdoing it, her waist wasp like and her legs showing of through the split in the dress. The fact that she walked so confidently on incredibly high heeled pumps was missed by everybody except Vanessa, who looked stunned by her effortless glide. They all stood up and Danni hugged her, only then noticing the height difference with a grin. Burt and Josh were hugged and kissed like old friends and she introduced herself to Vanessa. “My assistant will be coming along shortly, she needed to get some samples from the office for the boys here” Sarah said with a grin. “Samples?” Josh asked her. “Cardio stimulating adult movies Josh, with a familiar cast” she smiled sweetly, trying to hide her glee at something fun. “Ah okay” Josh said and wondered why that would be so funny. Danni started the business conversation with a broad outline of what she wanted to accomplish and what her main goals were, financial security and a second career for her girls if they wanted out of the call girl business but still wanted to work in the adult industry. Sarah spoke about what would be needed for a production company or studio, the equipment, support staff, medical care and union complications. Josh had been listening intently, only interrupting when he needed to ask for clarification. He was considering several suggestions and ideas when a familiar face came walking towards their table, carrying two bags. Ashley grinned like a schoolgirl when she saw Josh’s face light up when he saw her. She was dressed more casually than Danni or Sarah with high heeled knee length black boots, a jeans so tight it looked painted on her and a white blouse with a big belt hanging loosely on her waist. Vanessa recognized her and whispered to Josh “she’s a hot porn star, really hot.” “I know” Josh whispered back grinning. Ashley greeted everybody and gave both Josh and Burt a bag before sitting down. Josh looked at Ashley and Sarah before peeking in the bag. It was filled with DVD’s produced by or acted in by Sarah and Ashley as well as a few other items for the bedroom. “Thanks” Josh said with a big grin “is this for inspiration?” “Maybe” Sarah answered with a naughty grin and Ashley just laughed. The conversation continued and Josh poured out his ideas and suggestions for a workable production studio. They discussed things for nearly an hour more before taking a break for some food. During the meal, the talk turned to sex and Vanessa learned a few things more about what Josh had done at the big party last Saturday. The candor with which they all discussed and laughed about these things surprised Vanessa but in the right way and soon she added her few observations, including the show Danni had given. Sarah and Ashley looked at each other and said that they would like to shoot something like that, asking for more details of the night at Josh’s place. By the end of the meeting it was decided that Josh and Danni would come to a shoot in the nearby future and see firsthand what would be involved. Ashley had asked if Josh could come to one of her shoots tomorrow at one of Burt’s gyms and Josh had agreed. Burt said he would make sure he was there as well, just for protection he laughed. They set a date for the next meet and after an elaborate goodbye with lots of kissing and hugging they all went their way. On their way back Josh noticed that Vanessa was a bit absent minded and restless. “Anything wrong?” Josh asked her kindly. “Wrong? Oh no, definitely nothing wrong Josh” she smiled seductively at him. “Then why are you so restless?” Josh asked clueless. “Because I need to get naked quick and have sex with you dummy” Vanessa whispered in his ear, licking it softly before sitting back again. “I see” he said and smiled warmly at her, not because of the promised sex but because she started to treat him like a friend and not her boss. Vanessa felt herself melt under his smile, his eyes so warm and kind, full of tender care. Get a grip you fake lesbian boyfriend nabber she thought to herself but couldn’t stop smiling in anticipation of their fun. Making a dash for Josh’s room from the front door, they raced each other laughing and cheating. Once inside his room, Vanessa pushed him against the door, feeling his hard cock through his pants and pressing her breasts against him. Breathing heavily she looked up at his face and saw a desire in his eyes, aimed at her. Never before had a man such an effect on her and while it scared her, it excited her more. His cock felt warm even through the thin fabric of his pants against the palm of her hand and it felt strange yet attractive, she wondered how it would feel in her mouth or her pussy. “Let’s get naked” Vanessa almost growled and took a step back, removing her jacket. They kept their eyes on each other as one piece of clothing after another left their bodies. Vanessa was naked first and pulled Josh’s boxer shorts down, freeing his raging hard cock. The sudden appearance of his cock so near her face startled Vanessa a bit but she recognized the smell of his pre cum from her sperm sharing with Cam last night and licked her lips. Without any conscious thought she grabbed his cock and started to suck on it, tentative at first but with more confidence when she heard Josh start to moan. She made sure it was lubricated all the time with her spit and gave his big cockhead extra attention with her tongue, tasting and examining a cock for the first time. It felt nice and warm in her mouth and she found she liked to suck his cock more than she had thought, it wasn’t a nice set of pussy lips, moist with girly juice but enticing nevertheless. Josh looked at Vanessa go wild on his cock, her head bobbing up and down only to stop and lick him all over. She wasn’t experienced but had a good feeling for it and her obvious enthusiasm made up for a lot. She kept this up for a few minutes, his cock soaking in her saliva and dripping down between her breasts before she jacked him a few times and crawled to his bed. She sat on the edge of the bed on all fours, her pussy ready for his cock. Josh walked over, his cock as hard as it could be as he aimed it for her cunt, his hands on her hips, standing behind her. “Show me what it is to be a straight woman” she said heatedly. Pushing his cock in her tight cunt slowly, she pressed back moaning, wanting more of him in her. When his balls reached her lips, she was breathing heavily, enjoying every inch of him. Josh looked at her perfect apple ass and with deliberate motions, he started to fuck her hard. His cock was suited perfectly for her cunt, touching in all the right places, his balls slamming in to her backside as she urged him on. “Oh yes, yes Josh, fuck my pussy, make me come” Vanessa cried among other things as Josh increased speed and rammed into her hard. It didn’t take Vanessa long to come, he felt her cunt tighten, her breathing stagger and her body tense before she led out a loud wail, announcing her orgasm. Even though she was tighter still in the throes of her orgasm, Josh plowed through, wanting to come inside her as quickly as he could, her tight cunt begging for his semen. Her cries became more subdued and her breathing got louder again as Josh started to work up a good sweat from the pounding of her pussy. Keeping speed he felt himself approach his climax, her cunt teasing his cock in all the right ways. Suddenly she cried out again her second orgasm, clamping even harder down on his cock and Josh felt his orgasm unleashed in her tight cunt. Pulse after pulse, he shot Vanessa’s hot pussy full with his cum, her body shaking from her second orgasm as he let himself rest on her back. “Damn” Vanessa whispered “I could feel you cum in me, that was so sexy.” Pulling himself out, he dropped next to her on the bed, smiling at her. “That was intense” he said and leaned closer for a kiss. Vanessa crawled next to him and kissed him passionately, her hand on his still hard cock. Her kiss became fiercer and harder, her hand starting to jack him hard. Luckily for Josh, his cock was soaking wet with cum from both of them as she jacked him uncontrolled and hard. She kept her mouth on his, wanting to make him come twice as well, rubbing her body against him as much as she could. Josh reached for her breasts and pinched her nipples, massaged them and pulled her close as he came near. Not letting up, her hand was like lightning on his cock and although it was her first time jacking a guy, she felt him respond to her and his moans only made her work harder and faster. When he finally came, she held on tight feeling every throb of his cock as he shot out his cum on them both. Breaking their kiss, she gasped “that was so much fun.” “It was” Josh breathed raggedly back, his smile all for her. “I am glad Cam shares” she sighed and lay down in his arms. “So do I” Josh said and pulled the covers over their wet and dirty bodies. An hour later they were startled awake by an enthusiastic Cam jumping next to them on bed. “My boyfriend and my best friend together” she grinned “what should I think?” “Be happy for me” Vanessa said lazily “I am officially Bi now.” Cam grinned and kissed her, playing with her breasts as she did. “Hey” Josh exclaimed, mock hurt when he didn’t get a kiss. Smiling Cam planted a sexy kiss on his lips saying “I didn’t forget you Josh.” “I have been thinking, perhaps it’s an idea if Vanessa stayed with me, here as I will be soon moving into Josh’s room anyway, that way she can take over my current room and I will have access to both my best lovers all the time” Cam spoke rapidly watching his face. “Fine by me” Josh simply said and Vanessa nodded as well. “Great, get dressed V, we are going to pick up some of your stuff, Ramon is helping” Cam said, jumping of the bed. “I need to clean up” Vanessa said slowly as she slid to the side of the bed. “Why? You smell like sex, you smell good girlfriend” Cam grinned. “Not in my work clothes okay?” Vanessa countered smiling. “Okay” Cam said and threw a t shirt from Josh her way “wear that then.” A few minutes later the girls left Josh, chatting like mad in Spanish.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-32347412926615672372013-07-23T21:18:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.120-07:00Du erziehst deinen Cuckold... SeXStoRYLangsam und voller Vorfreude gehst du die Treppe zur Wohnung hoch. Du steckst deinen Schlüssel in das Schloss. Durch die Tür hörst du bereits Musik und weißt: er ist zuhause. Kaum hast du die Wohnungstür geöffnet kommt er auch auf dich zu und begrüßt dich herzlich. Er nimmt dich liebevoll in den Arm und küsst dich. Ob er etwas merkt? Du selbst schmeckst noch die klebrige, salzige Flüssigkeit in deinem Mund, die du mir vom Schwanz gelutscht hast, nachdem wir es im Hotel wie die Tiere miteinander getrieben haben. Es geilt dich auf, ihn mit den Resten meines Saftes in deinem Mund zu küssen. Im Treppenhaus hast du noch in deine Hand gehaucht und bist dir sicher, dass du auch nach Sperma riechst, wenn du ihn anatmest. Er muss es doch ahnen - oder? Die Küsse sind erst zärtlich. Du wirst immer geiler bei der Vorstellung ihn mit meiner Wichse zu beschmutzen. Ihr küsst euch immer wilder. Wenn du ihn sonst betrogen hast, dann hast du dich immer danach gewaschen. Du hast dafür gesorgt, dass kein Beweis übrig bleibt, aber die Vorstellung ihn dadurch zu erniedrigen, dass du ihm klarmachst, dass du einem Anderen deine Löcher hinhälst macht dich so geil, dass du beschlossen hast, es nicht mehr zu tun. Er soll das fremde Sperma von dir lecken. In deiner Fantasie weiß er was er tut und macht es sogar gerne für dich. Er leckt dich sauber, von dem Anderen, von dem, der dich "beschmutzt" hat, von mir. Du wirst immer geiler. Du willst, dass er dir auch deine Spalte säubert. Du erinnerst dich an das Gefühl, als mein Schwanz tief in dir pulsiert hat. Darauf, wie mein Samen tief in deine Fotze gespritzt ist. Du erinnerst dich, wie du dich unterworfen hast, obwohl du dich eigentlich als eher dominant empfindest. Aber gerade die Tatsache mir all das zu bieten, was ihm verwehrt bleibt, hat dich umso mehr aufgegeilt. Du ziehst ihn auf die Couch, schiebst deinen Rock hoch und lässt dich von ihm lecken. Als du deine Möse freilegst strömt dir das Aroma entgegen, dass unser Sex in dir hinterlassen hat. Du fühlst dich zurückversetzt. Und während er dich leckt und dir dabei ins Gesicht schaut, denkst du daran, wie du vor mir gekniet hast und gebettelt hast, dass ich dich ficke und tief in dir abspritze. [Fortsetzung folgt...]NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-25736480893341726902013-07-23T20:31:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:54.225-07:00Ann the Farmers Wife finds her Daughters Vibrator SeXStoRYAnn the farmers Wife gets snowed in day2 These are individual stories about a mature farmers wife and me (young virgin lad) back in the nineteen eighties and how we found out about sex and what we got up to over six months Ann finds her daughters vibrator Ann wakes me up the next morning by kissing my back “I think we better get up its seven o clock” Ann gets out of bed and I watch as she puts on her cotton knickers and her bra, bending forward letting her tits hang as she captures them in her bra then stands up straight to fasten it. “What can I wear today; my clothes are still in the washing machine” Ann goes out of the bedroom and I follow her in to her daughter’s bedroom. We find some bigger jeans for working outside and a tee shirt and jumper. “Would you mind wearing some knickers” as Ann pulled the drawer out and looked for some that were not pink, she went to the bottom of the pile and pulled this solid looking cream thing out. “My daughter has a vibrator,” Ann said as she turned the knob on the end and it set off vibrating “I’ve seen these in the magazine” Ann found me some knickers and I put them on, I was used to boxers and being loose but with these, I had a mighty looking bulge in them. Ann ran her hand over the front of them and my cock started to respond. Ann started to kiss me and my cock grew, squeezing out over the waistband, Ann’s hand was sliding up and down my shaft and I could feel my pre cum leaking on to her wrist. “Let’s have a quick fuck before I make breakfast” We went back to Ann’s bedroom, I pushed Ann back on to the bed, and she lifted her legs on to the bed and lifted her bum so I could take her knickers off. I got them down to her knees and lifted her legs straight in to the air. Ann’s hairy fanny and lips were squeezing out between her legs, her long slit very visible and fat swollen looking lips. I slid Ann’s daughter’s knickers down so my cock was free and with one hand on the bed I knelt down a bit and with my other hand, I rubbed my cock up and down her fanny lips. “Go on push it in” I could feel my cock parting her lips as I slid in to her and I got my other hand on to the bed. I had Ann’s legs up over my shoulders with her knickers across my chest. “Yes that’s it fuck me” Ann’s hands massaging her tits through her bra, pushing them together and squeezing her nipples. Ann felt tighter on me as her legs were together, she was panting and moaning as I pushed in to her making the mattress bounce. Her fanny squelching and getting louder, the faster I fucked her. Ann was holding on to my wrists pulling her tight on to me as we came together, both panting and my legs aching with bending I pulled Ann’s knickers off her legs and collapsed on to Ann. Our mouths kissing wildly as our cum squeezed past my cock. I climb off Ann and she wiped her fanny with her knickers before sitting up and kissing the tip of my cock. Then she pulled up her daughters knickers on me. “Come on breakfast now” We had a full morning feeding and looking for stock in the snow and the sheds to look to in the afternoon. It was five before I got back to the house. There was still no electric power yet but Ann was making tea on the range. “Go get your bath before tea and get some clean clothes from my daughter’s bedroom, I’ve already had a bath” I take a gas lamp up with me and find some more clothes and the vibrator. After my bath I put the vibrator under the coffee table then went in to the kitchen for our tea. After our tea we were in thr front room where the fire was on, I hadn’t notice what Ann’s was wearing with the poor light but when she took off her apron, it was the same skirt as last night. “I made something before tea, I didn’t feel like a proper tart last night , I hope I look like the part tonight” Ann undid her long skirt, under it was a short skirt. “Fuck me Ann you look hot” Ann was in black fishnet stockings and white suspenders and a skirt that showed the whites of her legs spilling out over her stocking tops. She lifted her skirt up and she had on her white open panty girdle that we bought in York. “Do I look all right, it’s an old skirt I cut the bottom off” Ann came over to where I was sitting and I ran my hand up her leg before kissing the bare flesh above her stockings. “Lay down on the fireside mat” Ann said I lay down on my back and Ann walked over the top of me and started to lower herself over my face. I was looking up at a dark hairy fanny in a white panty girdle getting closer. Ann’s skirt covered my face as her outer floppy fanny lips made contact with my tongue. Ann stopped just hovering on the tip of my tongue and started moving back and forth, teasing her lips over my darting tongue. Ann lowered a bit more and I could now part her lips as she rocked on me, she wanted more attention to her clitoris as I felt it enlarge. Ann’s hand found it way down to my crotch rubbing over my jeans as she started to moan. She lifted off me and turned around sinking on to her elbows with her fanny in my face, her rather large lips hanging down from between her legs. I kissed her legs that were coming out of her stocking tops moving up to her slit. Ann had my jeans undone and I lifted my bum so she could slid them down, I had her daughters pink knickers on and I felt Ann’s hand stroke over the bulge in them and cupped my balls. My cock was sticking out at the waistband as I felt her tongue on the head of it. Ann started sliding the kickers down me and my cock sprung out and in to her mouth, I could feel my pre cum lubrication my shaft as her lips slid up and down and her tongue licking under my head. I had my head buried in her fanny with my mouth clamped on to her lips and my hands on her panty girdle covered bum. My tongue darting about licking her inner walls when her first juice trickled over my tongue. I came off her lips and watched as the juice seeped out of her lips and slid two fingers in to her, Ann speeding up on my cock as my fingers parted and pushed in to her slit. I was finger fucking Ann an inch above my face and my fingers were fetching her first sticky juice out. I pulled out and reached under the table for the six inch vibrator. Ann showed my the porn magazine at lunch time with the vibrator in and this girl sliding it in to her fanny so I had a basic idea what to do with it. I slid it along her lips covering it with her juice before parting her lips with it. I turned it on and Ann started to moan, I pushed gently on it as Ann moved about . Ann had let go of my cock in her mouth but her hand was still wrapped around it as her whole body rocked on the vibrator. I stuck my tongue on to her fanny as Ann rocked back and forth, the vibrator buzzing in and out as it fucked Ann nearer to a orgasm, she was rocking, panting and moaning as her body tensed, then shouted “Take it out” I pulled the vibrator out and Ann’s fanny erupted, Ann was having one of her squirting orgasms. Her first squirt of juice shot over my head then a second pulse of her fanny and it landed on my face, all sticky and creamy. Ann took my cock in her mouth as I licked her lips tasting her juice, my face all wet rubbing against her wet hairy fanny as I pushed in to her hole with my tongue again. In no time, Ann had my cock ready to come in her mouth as I worked her fanny, Ann’s body was rocking again and moaning with my cock in her mouth as I let go filling her mouth. I could hear Ann getting more and more excited and her moaning getting louder as she sucked my cock dry. Ann gives a shout “Yes that’s it” before placing her mouth over my cock again. Ann had another orgasm, this time my face was in her fanny when she squirted, I shut my eyes and let it come over me, if I didn’t know different I would say she was having a wee on me. It splashed over my mouth and I could feel it trickling down my neck. Ann let go of my cock and lowered her head in to my crotch with my cock against her face getting her breath back . I lowered my head back on to the floor and looked up not believing where I was, seeing her white suspenders taught over her pale leg that was spilling over her fishnet stocking and her white girdle covering her bum, I was I heaven. Ann lifted off me and turned around to kiss me, she seen how wet my face was and my tee shirt “Sorry about that I couldn’t help it” I sat up and Ann kissed me then she held my head, our mouths opened and tongues darted together. Ann wanted to taste her love juice and she licked my face. I lay back down with Ann on top licking and sucking my face “ I never thought some plastic could do that” Ann rolled off and we lay on the fireside mat in each other’s arms. I fell asl**p cuddled in to her. When I woke up I was refreshed and I wanted to fuck her again. I unfastened her blouse while kissing her, she started stripping me, and it seemed like a race. She pulled my tee shirt over my head while I unclasped her bra letting her tits swing free. I let her pull my jeans and knickers off after I took her short skirt off. Ann stood up in the firelight, her big hanging tits waiting to be sucked, her dark hairy fanny poking out under her panty girdle and her pale white legs over her stockings. Ann laid back on the sofa and I climbed between her legs sucking on her tits, her hand fiddling under me trying to find my cock, she lifted her legs wide apart and I moved up to kiss her. I felt her hand pull my cock in to her and her legs grip around my bum “Fuck me hard” I lifted off Ann and on to my arms and started to fuck her hard. We had the squelching noise straight away as I thrust in to her. I was bouncing her in to the sofa and her tits wobbled out of control. “Fuck me from behind” she shouted We parted and Ann turned over with her legs on the sofa cushion and her head over the back, Ann’s bum stuck up in the air. I placed a hand on each cheek with my thumbs massaging her fanny lips, I pushed them in pulling her lips apart. Ann had one big floppy fanny. Her lips were easy to find with my cock and I slid straight in. I wanted to fill Ann’s fanny with my cum before she had a chance to squirt it back out. “Yes that’s it fuck me like that” she shouted I had my hands on her panty girdle around her waist fucking her like mad, my balls slapping against her sodden hairy bush , I wanted to cum. The squelching got louder as I used all the length of my cock inside her. Ann moaning and panting as I pushed faster, releasing my cum at the end of her love tunnel. I pulled hard in to her pumping my cum across and filling her fanny as Ann came, her body frozen stiff as her orgasm rippled through her body, her fanny leaking past my cock as the pressure was to great to contain it. We stopped together some time then I felt Ann’s hand under me feeling her fanny and my balls “I think we should part, pass that tee shirt will you” I slipped out with Ann covering her fanny with her hand and I passed the shirt. Ann wiped herself but her bush was sticky just like my balls and face were. “I think we need a bath” We got undressed in the living room as it was warm, I had the pleasure of removing her stockings and girdle then I lit the gas lamp and we went for a bath together and straight to bed. Watch out for; Ann the farmers Wife using her vibrator 3/4NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-23698518222266177002013-07-23T17:00:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.122-07:00Meeting when I was a schoolboy SeXStoRYThis story happened when I was 16 with two university students during the school year. The first name was Chris, she was 23 years old, brown hair falling on the thin neck with beautiful green eyes and a size dummy (about 1m75) The second named Delphine, 22, also with brown hair longer falling to her shoulders, hazel eyes and chewable. It was a bit smaller than Chris. I rode with them in their studio. They took me into their room, they were well equipped. There were two beds in each corner of the room and a sitting area with a small coffee table and two armchairs in the middle of the room. Delphine and me, we sat on armless. Then Chris came in the room with the appetizers: a whiskey Delphine, a volk for Chris, and I just orange juice. Chris then sat on the edge of his bed. We talked about everything and nothing. They asked how old I was, if I had a girlfriend, what class I was so. ... During the conversation, I quietly watched the cleavage and thighs Christelle, which gave me a start of erection. Beautiful images engraved in my head to my solitary pleasures. Before leaving, the girls have changed in the bathroom. When they emerged, they were magnificently beautiful. Chris was dressed in a black blouse with high neckline hinting at her breasts, a mini-skirt flush with the ass and black stockings Delphine was dressed in a slightly less provocative, but still with a nice white shirt and jeans that molded her ass perfectly. Then we went to the pizeria in the car Chris. She drove while I sat beside her on the back and Delphine. During the trip, I threw glances sometimes discrete and sometimes on her breasts on her thighs. Arriving at the pizeria, I was very proud to be with two beauties like them. Throughout the meal I watched the two passions dream creatures sitting with me. I knew I had a chance to jump and it would be great. I was excited by this idea, but I also had an anxiety not to insure. On the way home, I sat in the back with Delphine, who rested his head on my shoulder. Tentatively I passed his arm around his neck to hold it against me. Arrived in front of elles.On got into their room. Chris has thrown at me and rolled a shovel phenomenal. No girl ever kissed me like that. Our tongues entangled together in our mouths. At the same time, my hands had slipped on her buttocks and on my own cheeks. We stopped when she felt I bands like an ass through my jeans. With a grin she looked at my cock. It came against me and kissed me, then I felt his tongue forcing the entrance of my mouth, I let go, and I felt a gentle caress on my tongue. Then she sat on the bed. She unbuttoned my pants, and brought him down to my feet, then descended slowly my boxers and my cock stretched all stood before her. She gently stroked, I enjoyed it enormously. She swallowed slowly my glans, it was hot in his mouth, I put my hands through his hair, I pressed gently to retract my penis in her mouth ... I'll let you do all this-and-coming with his luscious mouth. After a while she retired to go to the center of the room, told me to get close and she has given to me a blowjob, kneeling ... Finally, she offered me one last ... She raised her on the bed, and I came back into his mouth, I did some come and go and I ejaculated in his mouth in short bursts. My excitement was such that I got out of his mouth, and my semen flowed a little on his neck and his shirt. I thought it was over, but no. She opened her blouse and removed her black bra, and she asked me to take care of her breasts. She sat on the fireside, and I started to knead her breasts to finally kiss and lick them. I removed her skirt and her black thong, and I saw her pretty sex woman. I lowered my tongue on her belly, through her navel, and ending with her pussy. On the edge of the fireside, I licked his penis thrusting out my tongue in the folds of her vagina, her little lip chewing and sucking her clitoris. She spent her legs around my neck, and with her hands, she held my head between her thighs for 20 minutes. She moistened copiously moaning head upside down. She lay on her bed and she put her pussy on my face. I had a superb view of her lovely round buttocks. She then bent down to get my cock between her luscious lips. My hands on her buttocks, have had each other's good, and after a few seconds I again enjoyed in his throat. We rested an hour to regain strength by drinking a little. Chris then took me hand and drew me on his bed. She was lying on the bed, she spread her legs. I pushed myself a shot in his stomach. I held her by the waist while Chris spent his hands on my buttocks and legs on my shoulders. The spasms of her vagina became more violent. It was as if she longed to keep my cock deep inside her belly. I made my rod back and forth, slowly at first before accelerating the pace of my belly. I wish it lasts longer, but it was not possible. I let go of long bursts into her vagina tightened. She pressed my purses, as in completely empty. She enjoyed while flashed my last spurts. Delphine started on all fours on the moquette.Je myself up behind her buttocks, I caressed her vulva him a moment, before submitting my dick on her sex. I pressed one stroke in her womb. Her sex was soft and his muscles were contracting on my penis. I clung to her hips and I kiss like a bitch. I had a splendid view of her beautiful buttocks. She moaned like crazy under my thrusts. After my last shots k**neys I ejaculated into her vagina, and it collapsed on the carpet together, one over the other. To finish the show, the two girls were keen to show me how two girls making love together. Chris was lying on the ground and came Delphine is placed over it to be found in sixty-nine. Hallucinating on the show that offered me the two girls. We ended the night by installing two mattresses from their beds on the floor. Installed between Chris and Delphine, I spent the best night of my life up to that time. It was the only night of love that we had spent together, because they do not want their friends are aware of what we did. It was a beautiful moment I will never forget.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-77878732468590677372013-07-23T14:51:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.402-07:00Pregnant? SeXStoRYMy husband and I went on a trip with another couple to some remote islands in the tropics. At the time I was only 28years old. I had only been married three years. I always had plenty of guys to date, they told me I was good looking. my boobs are "c" cups and I weighed only 105lbs. I am five foot tall and blond blond hair and I shave my pussy. The other woman was named Jill, 5 foot 2 inches tall, blondish brown hair, about 110lbs and nice "d" cup tities. The second day there our husbands went to play golf and Jill and I packed a pick nick lunch and rented some jet skis and went to a island we thought would be deserted. We ate lunch and drank two bottles of wine. We were pretty buzzed from the wine and decided to lay out naked and get some sun. After a some time I got the feeling that we were being watched. I looked up and caught some very young tribal boys peaking at us. I nudged Jill and we both looked at these k**s. There were six black boys probably 13 or 14 years old and they were staring at our naked bodies. They came in close. They could not speak english. Jill and I thought maybe they had never seen a naked white girl before or maybe because we had shaved beavers. They just kept looking at us as if we were aliens. I did noticed they were getting hardons and that was making me horny. Jill spread her legs wide and pulled her pussy open and the boys came in real close, I could see that she was getting wet. I did the same, it was a big turn on for me to have these boys looking at me and getting hard dicks. One boys touched my pussy with his finger. Then he stuck his finger in me, I reached up and grasped his hard cock. He pulled his finger up to his nose and smelled my pussy, then he shared it with the other boys. They all wanted to feel our pussies then. Three boys were fondling Jill and three were fondling me. I was getting so turned on and so wet. I had six hands all over me and three rock hard cocks, i was trying to fondle them back. The boys dropped their little bit of clothing. Their cocks were standing straight out and hard as rocks. Jill had one in her mouth and one in each hand. I pulled one boy over and took his cock in my mouth. It was salty tasting, sweaty, and pre cum was ozzing from the tip. I wanted to feel this cock in my pussy. I thought that these boys were virgins and I had never been with a virgin. I laid on my back and spread my legs and pulled this boy over to me and guided his hard little cock into my hungry pussy. it slid in with ease and felt good. He pushed all the way in and sat there, enjoying my warm cunt around his cock. i think he was unsure what to do, I am so used to men that just pound away on me. I pushed him back till the tip of cock was about to leave my cunt then pulled him back in. He started to do this on his own and watched as his black cock disappeared into my cunt and then reappeared. He moved faster and after several strokes he thrust hard and deep into me and I felt his cock twitch and felt his hot cum squirt deep in me, giant squirts of hot cum flooded my love tunnel. It caused me to cum very hard. I held that boy tight until he finished draining his balls. He pulled his semi limp cum covered cock from me and got up. Another boy moved in and slid into me. He followed what the first boy did and moved back and fourth into me, it felt so good. He soon exploded deep in me. Then the third boy mounted me and did the same and pumped my cunt full of his seed. I just had three virgins, all the men I had ever been with I had never had a virgin or a black guy. Jill came over to me and said this was great. She, like me, had never had a virgin nor a black guy. She was on a cloud. She said that we should each fuck each others three guys. We motioned for the boys to come over, I pulled the over to me, I could smell Jill's smell on him. I pulled him into me and he fucked soft and slow. Nice long deep strokes and soon he pushed deep and filled me with his spunk. Then the next gou and then the last guy. I laid there with six different boys cum leaking from my pussy. Six different boys sperm swimming thru my womb. I looked over at Jill and she smilled back at me, cum leaking from her snatch. A couple of the boys wanted an encore and pumped more sperm into our sloppy cunts. The boys all left, Jill and I laid there giddy about our conquest. My pussy just tingled with satisfaction. We went back to our room and got in the shower together. We got out and were getting ready for our husbands to return. As I was putting on makeup it dawned on me that I was fertile, no birth control. I asked Jill about this and she said not to worry she never uses birth control. Jill said that she loves having men cum in her unprotected cunt. Jill said she does this all the time and has never gotten pregnant. jill told me that you have to do it with the same guy many times to get knocked up. Jill also said that those were too young to knock us up. She also said that boys can't get girls pregnant on their first fuck. I was feeling much better and quit worrying. We enjoyed our vacation and went back home. I missed my next period and went to the Doctor only to find out that I was pregnant. I called Jill and found out she was pregnant also. Jill said that she had slept with several men on top of the boys we fucked on the island. I had fucked one other man on the trip but he pulled out of me before he came. my husband and that man were both white. When the baby was born, it was black. Jill had a black baby also.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-90319912447916901762013-07-23T13:11:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.052-07:00I am such a slut...........12 SeXStoRYI am such a slut...........12 Please read my other blogs to catch up. They are true and part confession, part cathartic. I am a man in the process of becoming a woman and loving it. I welcome your comments....Dani I was lost with desire, dressed as a slut, a sissy slut. on my knees in a hotel room sharing the cock of a man named David who I had just met minutes earlier, sharing it with a young blonde woman who’s name I still did not know. Sucking his cock and licking his balls. Our tongues touching and sharing sensual kisses, all the while Derek, who’s personal slut I was quickly becoming, videoed. "Thats it Dani. Suck his cock," Derek said to me. "Oh what a sissy you are. What a slut. You really like that cock don't you Dani? Look at me as you suck him you little whore." And with David's cock in my mouth I looked up at the camera, almost smiling, filled with lust and desire and only wanting more. This is what I had become. This is what I desired. To be a whore, a slut. To be used by men. To suck them and lick them. To taste them. To feel them inside of me, deep inside of me. To feel them shoot their hot cum in me. I so longed to be their sexy feminine whore, willing to do whatever they might ask of me. I was in a trance, partly from the coke, partly from the pill that Derek had given me, and partly from my own wanton lust. I just wanted to suck that cock, nuzzle his balls, kiss them and serve him. I was a slut. I felt a finger upon my assbud and felt it begin to go in and out. In and out. And again. How good it felt. I realized that the young woman was no longer beside me and I heard Derek say, "Julie, stick it in her" and I felt the tip of something larger begin to enter me. My body shook as my ass first parted to receive what was behind me. “Fuck her ass with that strap on Julie” I heard Derek say, and feeling her hands on my hips I felt her begin to thrust in and out of me. Long deliberate strokes. God, how good that felt. My nipples hardened and my boyclit became excited and twitched. David’s hand was on the back of my head and with his cock buried in my mouth he pushed my lips all the way to his pelvis, my nose resting upon his abdomen, almost gagging as the head of his cock touched the back of my throat down into my throat. Then releasing me, I began to suck him with long strokes, my manicured hands, my red fingernails, teasing his balls and his shaft. His cock was rockhard. “God his mouth feels so good. Derek, I want his ass now before I shoot.” I heard David say, and pulling his cock out of my mouth, leaving me panting for more, he stepped back from me as I also felt the plastic cock exit my asspussy. Julie giggled and said to Derek, “Look at his hole” and I saw the camera shift to my ass. “Get on your knees on the bed you whore,” Derek said to me and taking the same position as on the floor, I kneeled on the bed, my panties now off and my white leather mini skirt hiked up over my hips exposing my ass.David with his long hard cock was now behind me as I spread my legs still adorned with the black thigh highs and heels, and I felt his cock at the tip of my hole and then entering as in one motion he pushed himself all the way inside of me, grabbing my hips and pulling himself tight. I let out a moan and a squeal. It did not hurt as much as it just filled me with its length and my body shivered. “Fuck her David. Fuck our little sissy. Let her know what it feels like to have a man inside of her fucking her.” And David continued to fuck my ass as Derek videoed the action. “Oh, this is great. I love this shit” said Derek. Calling over the other man who I had not even met as of yet, he said “Brian, get in front of our little sissy and give her that fat cock of yours” and laying on the bed in front of me Brian proceeded to give me his cock, much thicker than David’s, much thicker. Julie lay beside him watching me and playing with and kissing his nipples and fingering her own pussy, all the while smiling at me. She too was high on something, that was obvious, as I smiled back at her.Soon Derek yelled at Julie to get down and spread open my ass while David fucked me, and as she spread my ass David pulled his cock all the way out. “Fuck look at that spread ass, look at that gaping hole” I heard Derek say as all three of them chuckled and laughed. Julie took the exposed cock into her mouth and began to suck it tasting my ass juices, then moving aside, being almost pushed aside, David pushed it back in, all the way in. I was in heaven. A used whore. Not quite sure what was going to happen next, and not really caring. As I sucked the cock in front of me, I felt Davids pace quicken and felt him begin to breathe heavier. “I’m gonna cum, Im gonna cum in the slut,” I heard him say and then felt his hot load begin to shoot inside of me. He pounded me as his cock shot again and again, and I whimpered with lust as I took the cock in my mouth all the way down my throat. “Spread his ass Julie,” I heard Derek say and was a bit sad that he had referred to me as a male. “Oh, look at that used hole. Suck David’s cock Julie. Lick that ass, too” and Julie proceeded to suck the cum off of David’s cock and lick my gaping ass, swallowing David’s cum and tasting the juices from my hot asspussy. She was wild with lust and her warm probing tongue upon my hole felt so good. I continued to suck on Brian’s cock, enjoying the attention that my now used ass was getting. “Julie, you are my little whore. I love you you nasty girl” I heard Derek say and wished that he had been talking to me. “Well, Brian, I think that it is your turn to use our little slut. You ready?” and Brian slid out from under me with his thick cock now fully aroused, and standing, moved around behind me. I felt Brian’s cock as it entered my ass. It was so thick that it hurt, just a bit, well quite a bit, as his large head and shaft first passed my rim. Again I whimpered a bit, but soon I felt his cock enter me deeper and deeper, my asspussy now stretched, my body shaking and my mind filled with desire, wanting him, loving being used, now needing his cock, not just wanting it. With his hands on my hips he pulled me all the way to him, my ass against his pelvis, him completely buried inside of me. He gave a contented purr at having fully engulfed himself in me and then began to move his cock in and out of me, slowly and with ever longer strokes. From fully buried to almost withdrawn, I had my head laying on the pillow in front of me, my ass raised to meet his thrusts, softly moaning and so enjoying the sensation behind me. I felt a hand upon my boyclit, stroking it softly, exciting and hardening it. Then I felt a mouth upon it, softly sucking it, as my asspussy was slowly fucked and spread. How wonderful it felt. “Julie, why don’t you go lay in front of Dani and give her that treat” said Derek, and as Julie moved around and lay on the bed in front of me, I realized that the mouth on my cock was not hers but David’s. Julie lay in front of me and spread her legs, presenting her pussy to me. I began to suck it and lick it, nibbling at the clit. With my mouth upon her pussy and my tongue inside, I began to notice how wet her pussy was and soon realized that I was licking not her juices but someone’s cum from her. Lustful and hungry I devoured her pussy, wanting every drop that was before me. “Look at that whore eat your cunt, Julie,” said Derek. “Look at her. Julie she loves that cum in you. She can’t get enough” and he continued to video me as I licked and ate her. I felt Brian’s strokes getting faster and faster, the pain now gone, replaced by my lust. My boyclit was so hard, I knew it was going to explode and as Brian fucked my asspussy, I came in David’s mouth, shuddering and shaking as I exploded in him. David slid out from under me and came up to where I was laying and giving me a long deep passionate kiss, pushed my hot load into my mouth, the camera barely a foot away. I heard Brian say that he was getting ready to cum, and feeling him increase his speed as he grabbed my hips and fucked me harder, I heard him scream and moan as his load shot inside of me, again and again, finally grabbing my hips and pulling himself all the way in as he emptied himself inside of me. “Oh Gawd, that felt so good. So good!” he exclaimed as I melted below him. “David, Julie, get over her and finish this off” Derek commanded, and as David sucked the cum off of Brian’s cock, Julie spread my ass for the camera, my gaping ass. “Look at that pussyass, Derek” giggled Julie with her hands on both of my ass cheeks and pulling them apart. “Oh fuck, look at that” replied Derek, the camera going back and forth from David sucking Brian’s cock to Julie spreading and now scooping Brian’s cum from my ass and licking my asspussy. “Okay folks, let’ s take a little break. I need a line or two after that” said Derek. And Julie with her mouth filled with Brians cum from my ass, laid down next to me, and kissing me softly, pushed the cum from my ass into my mouth. Savoring it, the taste, the flavor, the texture, rolling it around in my mouth, I then slowly swallowed it. “Dani, you are a little sissy slut, aren’t you?” said Julie. “Yes, Baby, I really am. I really am. ” I replied.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-9103746075272713232013-07-23T12:58:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.159-07:009 iron part 1 SeXStoRYIt was a beautiful spring day and I decided to do some housework while he was out golfing. I put on a comfortable pair of panties and a light pink housecoat. I decided to check my page on hamster as I enjoyed a morning cup of coffee. I received an invite from a 60 yr old man in pa. who was a top and liked girls with something xtra between their legs. his profile had some pictures of his large cock and a video of him jerking his dick off. I gently rubbed my cock as the video showed him pulling his meaty tool from his shorts. the camera angle was strait on and revealed a large mushroom head, his belly and legs were very hairy but his pubic area was neatly trimmed and balls clean shaven. As the man swiveled in his chair the true measure of his thick dick became evident. his semi erect cock lay on his thigh and ran almost halfway to his knee.he swiveled slightly causing his cock to move ever so slightly. it slipped off the side of his leg were it began to lightly twitch and become harder. I pinched one of my nipples as I imagined being on my knees in front of his wonderfull cock. A wave of pleasure ran from my head to toes as I thought how I would take my time , worshipping his manhood. How I would kiss his cockhead and work my way down to his balls and then back up again kissing and liking it as i did. my tounge would lick the head a bit before I put it in my mouth, looking up at him so he could see the great pleasure it was bringing me to service his cock. To my delight an audible moan was heard on the video followed by," yea suck my cock baby, you like that dont you?" as if the man in the video was thinking about getting a bj. I thought about how good his cock would feel in my mouth as it became rigid and filled more of my mouth, the veins of his cock pulsating against my lips as his hands guided my head, which now bobbed up down on it with a familiar rythem. I took my mouth off his cock long enough to mutter, "I love it".The man in the video stroked his cock faster as he zoomed his camera in on his stiff cock.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-51536347172993773942013-07-23T12:27:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.864-07:00blackmailed in a shop SeXStoRYPyaremohan: Madam, these stains were surely not there when I unpacked the dresses for you? Me: I … I… I mean how would I know? (I tried to remain as cool as possible) Mr. Pyaremohan was checking the stains on the babydoll nighty very closely. He was trying to figure out what it was and in the process started sniffing it just like a dog! What a shame! The shopkeeper was in effect sniffing my vaginal juices on that fabric. Pyaremohan: Uhu! Madam! Surely these are fresh… I find the same stain on this panty also! This you… I mean… you just tried this Madam! He for once looked directly at my sari-covered choot and then looked up at me questionably obviously trying to suggest that the stains were my pussy juices and nothing else! Naturally I had to protest, but was feeling terribly awkward inside. Me: No, no. How can that be? Let me see! The shopkeeper handed me the panty (a part of the 5-piece nighty set) I just tried. What a scene! I was inspecting my own panty and it was visibly spotted with my vaginal juices. Pyaremohan: Madam, I am sorry to say… but these are your… I mean err… you probably was not fully aware that you were WET… Me: Err… what? I mean… My face started getting in shame – afterall he was just a shopkeeper and was a complete stranger to me. I felt like a stupid asshole standing in front of him caught red handed still trying to inspect the panty! Pyaremohan: Madam, let me be very clear. You saw that I had reservations about the trial, but you and your relatives insisted and hence I agreed. I cannot sell these used products. I mean… You… you have to buy the whole lot. He uttered the last few words very discreetly and in a steel cold voice. My heart was pounding and my hands and feet were already cold like an ice cube! Pyaremohan: Madam, you will have to take this Babydoll nighty along with this 5-piece set and just see… the skirt of this 3-piece nighty also have those stains… the marks are so fresh! (He sniffed again) You have to take all these 3 sets Madam. I got so nervous that I was not even getting the strength to talk with the shopkeeper. First and foremost thing was I had no money with me. If I were to buy these, I had to take help of either Mama-ji or Radheshyam Uncle. And then, of course I would have to confess to those males that while I was trying these dresses my pussy juice spoilt the fabric. How could I tell that! Issssssh! What a shame! Moreover, I was pretty much certain that the episode would not stop there – the inquisitiveness that I had seen in Mama-ji – he would surely question me thoroughly about how the skirt and the babydoll nighty got those stains even if he gets convinced with the panty part! I could realize then and there that it would be a very cumbersome and embarrassing experience for me to reply Mama-ji; hence immediately I dropped that idea of informing him for buying these nightdresses. But… then what was the alternative? I had no clue! Beads of perspiration were already crowning my forehead and my palms also started to sweat. I was having my usual dry lips, but this time purely due to nervousness. Pyaremohan: Madam, shall I pack them all and inform your… Me: No, no. You need not inform them. Pyaremohan: You will then pay separately Madam? Me: Err… I mean… Pyaremohan: It will amount to umm… the Baby doll is 450/-, the 3-piece is 650/-, and the 5-piece is 900/-…. umm… totalling to 2000/- Madam. Me: What? T-w-o t-h-o-u-s-a-n-d! Pyaremohan: Come on Madam! After all these are imported items directly coming from foreign countries! Me: But… but that’s… that’s too expensive! Pyaremohan: But Madam you have to take them… I can’t keep these “stained” items in my stock! I saw that there was no other way but to tell the truth to this man. Me: Pyaremohan Sahab, I mean… err… actually I do not have money with me and … and its not that I can pay later because I do not stay here. Please consider my case! Pyaremohan: Madam how can I consider Rs. 2000? Yes if it was a 100-200 rupees I definitely would have considered because afterall you are my customer, but 2000/-… No way I can consider Madam! I was literally in a catch 22 situation and felt so helpless! I requested again. Me: Please Pyaremohan Sahab! I am like your s****r. Can you not con…. Pyaremohan: Madam, no sentimental strings here! I am a businessman. I cannot sell these. (again he lifted the panty to show me the stain) Either you or your relative must pay. Me: But I have nothing with me and I cannot tell them. P-l-e-a-s-e try to understand my condition. I… I can do one thing… I will money order you as soon as I get back home. . Pyaremohan: He he Madam… no such cock and bull story will do. You need to pay here. Don’t waste my time. (His voice was very stern this time) I tried to persuade him for some more time, but in vain as he was quite adamant on his point and finally I surrendered. Pyaremohan: Madam, look, this is not a restaurant that if you cannot pay the bill, you can clean and wash crockery and repay me. I need reimbursement for my Rs. 2000/-. The situation was going towards a hopeless end and to plead to like that to a shopkeeper was even more awkward for me and therefore I desperately wanted to get out of it. Me: I told you already… I mean I have nothing with me. Then… I mean tell me if I can … I mean if I can do any favor for you so that this money is compensated. Pyaremohan: What favor? Me: Tell me straight what you want me to do to pay damages for that 2000/-. I have never been in such a clumsy situation in any shop ever! Pyaremohan: Madam see that’s not my problem and I don’t want to hear what you have done in other shops. (He was evidently getting rude to me) You have spoiled these and you have to pay. Me: Okay, okay. Tell me naa what you want from me? I was trying to get straight to the shopkeeper. Pyaremohan: Umm… let me think… Okay! Yeah! There is .. there is one way… but… you don’t … Ummm! Can you do it? Me: (my face as if glowed up seeing a ray of hope) What? Sure! I can do it! Tell me! Pyaremohan: See Madam I am telling you frankly… we had planned a couple of ads for our products on cable TV and had fixed a model for Rs. 5000/- to act in that. Now… if you can do it, I will surely save 2500/-… actually I have booked her for two ads. But… …umm… Not knowing any details I just jumped on the proposal as that Rs. 2000/ was playing heavily on my mind. Me: Err… No problem Pyaremohan Sahab. I will do it. Pyaremohan: That’s okay, but… Naturally I was getting impatient. Me: What’s the problem now? Pyaremohan: Madam, see there are two problems. Since this was planned for next week, I do not have the male model right now and… umm… Me: And what? Pyaremohan: Well Madam, the director is … I mean very ill tempered and rude… so…err… I was thinking whether you would be… I mean whether you would be able to tolerate him or… Me: In recent times I am tolerating many strange things, which I never dreamt of tolerating! So, you better not think on that. __________________ “A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?” Pyaremohan: (smiling) Okay, okay. Err… Then Madam I think you should not waste time as your Mama-ji and Uncle would be waiting. Me: You need to hurry up. You are still sitting with those nighties! Pyaremohan: Oh! Sure Madam! Give me just a minute’s time so that I can inform the director to arrange for a shoot. Me: Okay. Mr. Pyaremohan disappeared in a flash and in fact was back also within a couple of minutes. Pyaremohan: Madam, with much effort I have persuaded Mr. Mangeskar. He is the director. As I told you he is pretty ill tempered and does not speak a decent language. So please… Me: Okay, okay. At that point of time I was honestly in a hurry to get into the midst of action rather than thinking about any other aspect. Pyaremohan: Come along! And just remember to say that you have acted previously, otherwise Mr. Mangeskar will pack up immediately. I nodded and followed the shopkeeper. As I followed him through the hallway I quickly dr**ed my pallu once again properly since I was going in front of an unknown male. We reached the end of the corridor behind the toilet where there was a room whose door was open. Pyaremohan: Come Madam. Mr. Mangeskar, she is the one I was talking about. The room was fairly big, but Mr. Mangeskar did not look impressive at all – very thin, middle-aged person with prominent rough beard on his face who was wearing a red T-shirt and three quarter pants covering till his knees. Mr. Mangeskar looked directly at me for some moments and I felt so very odd standing like while he inspected my figure – very openly. Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm… What’s your name? Me: Anee…I mean Anita. Mr. Mangeskar: Age? I had never encountered such a clumsy situation (at least at grownup age) with a totally stranger asking me my age as the very second question! Me: Twenty… I mean. 28. Mr. Mangeskar: And what are your stats? (He asked me looking at my taut sari-covered breasts) Me: Err… what? I could not get him at first go. Mr. Mangeskar: What sort of actress is this Mr. Pyaremohan? His voice was cold and stern and clearly reflected that he was irritated by my fumbling. Pyaremohan: Arre she has traveled some distance… give her some time to breathe! Madam, tell him your vital statistics? I have her breast size… its 34. My ears immediately started to get heated and I could well realize that my throat was drying up! I lowered my eyelids by reflex action in natural feminine shame. Mr. Mangeskar: Come one! What’s your name….. O! Anita! Me: Twenty… I mean .. err… 28 and… and 36. I mean 34-28-36. (I had to gather all my mental strength to tell that) Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm… you look pretty full! Now listen I needed a younger model for this ad, but since Pyaremohan-ji requested, I will go ahead with you. Where else have you acted? Me: Umm… in drum… I mean in dramas. Mr. Mangeskar: Dramas! That means on stage only? Pyaremohan: No, no. She acted in a few small ads also. She is quite familiar with this type. Tell him Madam. Tell him. The shopkeeper was trying his best to cover me up. Me: Yes, yes. I acted in err… 2-3 ads. Mr. Mangeskar: What product? I was puzzled and looked blankly to Mr. Pyaremohan who was again ready to “save” me! Pyaremohan: Soaps… soaps you know and…. Mr. Mangeskar: And? Pyaremohan: And… umm… undergarments…. undergarments! My lips automatically parted to protest, but I had to control myself as per the demand of the situation. That nitwit shopkeeper! Could he not say anything else other than that! U-n-d-e-r-g-a-r-m-e-n-t-s! Hai daiya! Mr. Mangeskar: (now looking at my eyes) Okay that’s good to know. What did you have to do in the soap ad? This question was indeed directed to me and I had to reply something. Me: I… I acted in that… I mean I soaped my body. I was really getting very nervous replying to this man. His voice was cold as steel and questions too direct for a housewife like me! Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm. Hmm. Whole body or only your hands and shoulders? I licked my lips once because I could realize I was getting cornered. My face was all red and my body very stiff. Me: Haa… haa… I mean hands and sho… sho… shoulders only. Mr. Mangeskar: No showers? Me: (I was trying to remember the soap ads that I see on TV and construct my replies) Yes, yes… shower was there. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, so you soaped yourself standing under the shower and they canned you? Right? Me: Yes, yes. (I replied without much thinking trying to end the conversation) Mr. Mangeskar: That’s good, because you have a similar situation here also! By the way, are you aware of what you need to do here? Pyaremohan: Yes, yes, Madam is aware, but actually I did not get the time to detail her. Mr. Mangeskar: Huh! You seem to be always so busy Pyaremohan-ji! Anyway, I will brief you Anita. See, as you know this is a chaddi- baniyan ad, the presentation has to be spicy. We must create an urge in male customers to buy this Parineeta Store brand and for that the ad has to be designed and presented in a titillating way, you know! I was already on the “low” hearing that it was a chaddi-baniyan (=vest and brief) ad. I thanked my fortune and smiled to myself that it was not a female undergarment ad! Pyaremohan: If you can do it a bit quickly… her… Mr. Mangeskar: (looking at the shopkeeper very strongly) Then hire someone else and leave me! Sala kaha kaha se chale aate hain! I have my own pace and you both must abide by that! Clear? I tried to rescue the shopkeeper who was in fact saying to speed up only for me knowing that Mama-ji and Uncle were waiting downstairs. Me: Okay, okay. Please don’t be angry… Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm.. Yes, as I was saying, what I plan for is a **** sequence where you are the heroine and you are being harassed. The hero comes and rescues you. The hero will be dressed in chaddi and baniyan, which would signify he-man-ship and advertise for this brand. Clear? I nodded, but was wondering what the director actually meant by “r**e sequence” though I was somewhat assured when he used the word “harassed”. I thought I dare not ask a question and get a scolding and decided to follow the instructions of the director to get over this episode as quickly as possible. __________________ “A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?” Mr. Mangeskar: You wear this and get ready quickly. Saying that he handed over a lungi to Mr. Pyaremohan and then turned towards me. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, let me detail you the scene – you are a housewife and he is a servant. Okay? He? Mr. Pyaremohan? A servant with such an obese figure? I could not just control a smile hearing this. Mr. Mangeskar: I chose him as the servant because his body will amuse most people you know. Me: True. (I was still smiling) Mr. Mangeskar: You will be taking a bath in that toilet (he indicated to the attached bath) and your servant would act like a peeing Tom. Okay? I nodded though naturally was getting apprehensive about the “bath”. Mr. Mangeskar: He naturally gets excited seeing you and ultimately breaks inside the toilet and attacks you. Okay? You flee to this room and some hustle and bustle between you and Pyaremohan-ji would take place on that sofa. Okay? Then the hero enters the scene fights the bad man and rescues you with a happy ending. That’s all? Clear? Me: Ye… yes, but who is the hero? Mr. Mangeskar: (with a shy smile) Me of course! Me: W-h-a-t? Mr. Mangeskar: That would create the humorous part naaa… He is so fat and I am so thin… apart from that comical angle, the message would also be delivered that even a frail man like me turns a He-man if he wears this brand of chaddi and baniyan. Me: Hmm… I appreciated the whole idea of this director in my mind though was extremely nervous about what I actually need to deliver. Mr. Mangeskar: Here goes your costume Anita! (he handed me over a white petticoat and a white blouse). Pyaremohan: You can change in the toilet Madam. Me: No sa… I mean no sari? Mr. Mangeskar: Come on! Are you new to acting? How can you wear a sari while taking a bath? I did not argue any more and hurried inside the toilet, but several questions started to bother me now as I closed the toilet door. - this blouse looks so transparent and also white in color, what would happen to it when it gets wet? - what will happen when Mr. Pyaremohan breaks into the toilet? What he will try to do to me? - what “hustle and bustle” did the director mean that would take place on the sofa? Instead of bothering too much on that, I thought that I had to be very cautious not to unnecessarily expose or allow too much of touching and grabbing during the shoot. After I got into my shooting costume, I got out of the toilet. I was clad in a white blouse and petticoat only. No sari. Though I felt hesitant, but thankfully the blouse was adequately covering my breasts though naturally my mammaries remained protruded quite indecently converging male attentions Mr. Mangeskar: Bah! You look perfect Anita. The director was looking at my jutting out fully developed tits, which looked quite handsomely appealing not being covered by a sari. Mr. Mangeskar: You have a good eye Pyaremohan-ji, he he he! She has an excellent figure even after marriage. Pyaremohan: Thanks Mr. Mangeskar! Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I hope you are wearing your inners… Even a blind man could see that I was wearing a bra, such was the transparency of that white blouse and obviously I was wearing a panty! I just nodded. Mr. Mangeskar: And under your petticoat? Me: Yes obviously! I obviously sounded extremely shameless! Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Let me clear this to you both that I want absolutely natural expressions on your faces when you act. So forget all other things and concentrate only on the shoot. Okay? The director was ready with a movie camera! Mr. Pyaremohan looked horrible clad only in the lungi. His bare chest and belly looked so odd! Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I will position myself within the toilet. You will open the shower and stand below it. Okay? I nodded and followed him into the bathroom. I stood under the shower and the director was very close to me with his camera. Mr. Pyaremohan closed the door and remained outside of the toilet. Naturally I was feeling rather tight with this unknown male in this small toilet. Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t be stiff Anita! Relax… Imagine that you are alone – as if you are in your home toilet. Ignore my presence…. I tried to relax, but obviously was unsuccessful. Mr. Mangeskar: Let me tell you what you need to do after opening the shower. You start washing your face first, then rinse your hands and then come to your breasts. Okay Anita? Me: O… okay. Mr. Mangeskar: Open the shower. I switched on the shower and water started falling on my body. Thankfully the water flow was not very heavy, but the coldness of the water made me shiver and I felt so, so odd getting wet with a man standing on my nose! I started wiping my face first. Mr. Mangeskar: Do it gently so that I can take a good view of your face. Though I washed my face, I could jolly well feel that the water trickled through my hands and elbows onto my breasts and were soaking my blouse and bra. Mr. Mangeskar: Great….now your hands….slowly! I followed his instruction and now as I stretched my hands water was pouring directly on my mammaries and I was getting fully wet now. As I was looking down I could see my white brassiere getting very prominent through the blouse and I quickly tried to cover myself by angling my elbow. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, Anita, now rub your breasts slowly with both hands. As I took my hands to my tight boob flesh, my face was getting flushed in embarrassment. I started rubbing my own breasts as the shower water continued to soak me. My cleavage was now prominently visible to the director, as my blouse had slipped down a bit being wet and heavy. Thank God! I could not see his eyes as he was looking into the camera, otherwise it would have been very, very embarrassing for me. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, now do one thing… just to make things look hot… squeeze your breasts gently… Honestly I was getting excited doing this action. I kept my both palms right over my conical breasts and started squeezing them! Mr. Mangeskar: No, no… not like that! Do it from below… I mean cup your breasts from below and then squeeze… Just like a male does it, are you getting me? I nodded while taking the shower. I took my palms below my breasts and then cupped my flesh and started squeezing my big balls. I immediately could feel my nipples getting very hard and were standing up as they sensed my fingers on them. The shower obviously was helping me do this shameless and bold act quite easily! My lips started getting parted and I slowly was gyrating my hips to complete the whole action. Mr. Mangeskar: Good Anita… Now a little more variation… since you are not using a soap… just squeeze and release your breasts for cleaning… I know that’s not the process but you need to make the servant attracted too! So…squeeze and release… squeeze and release… Honestly this continuously flowing water on my body was doing miracles! I was so quickly getting excited and was slowly getting horny doing this squeeze! I obeyed the director and gripped my both boobs with my outstretched palms and was releasing them after a full crush. My bl**d had already started boiling inside me and I had started enjoying my shower with closed eyes. __________________ “A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?” By this time, I was almost fully wet and water had adequately sipped inside my petticoat also making my ass and thighs fully wet. Mr. Mangeskar: Wow! Your facial expressions are just too good! Very well done Anita! Now get into the next move… circle your finger on your navel. This is just the warmup for your peeping servant you know! Ha ha ha… With my eyes closed, I dropped my hands from my tits to my navel area. I started poking my belly button with the middle finger of my right hand. This went on for some more moments and since I did not get further instruction from the director, I opened my eyes. He was busy capping me and as I looked down my body I noticed my petticoat clinging to my well formed thighs very indecently and the shape and size of my thighs were clearly exposed and naturally I tried to adjust my petticoat with my free hand. Mr. Mangeskar: Hey! What are you doing? (I immediately took away my hand off my petticoat) You are on camera Anita… Maintain your position as I say and do not do anything extra. I nodded and was compelled to alarmingly expose my well-formed thighs through my wet petticoat. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, your servant is watching you. So you must do something sexy to excite him… May be…you just bend a bit and rub your thighs over your petticoat. With my wet blouse and petticoat clinging to my skin, I thought I was exposing enough. My white blouse being fully soaked was practically nonexistent and the exact position of my brassiere inside was completely visible. Did I need to do more? I obviously did not have the guts to question the director and hence bent a bit and started rubbing my thighs with both hands and in the process my cleavage appeared very prominently over my wet blouse and also exposing the upper portions of my bulging boobs. Mr. Mangeskar: Bend a bit more Anita… camera is unable to get a full view. I had to bend further – now practically a couple of inches of my deep cleavage were visible to the director and as I momentarily looked down my breasts, my fleshy wet milk tanks looked awesomely exposed in that posture. I clenched my teeth in shame and waited for the director to call “Cut”. Mr. Mangeskar: okay… okay! Cut! My body was instantaneously upright. Mr. Mangeskar: Very nice work Anita! I smiled foolishly. I quickly moved out of the shower, but since I had been standing below that shower for so long, I was virtually soaked to the skin. Water was trickling down my face, throat and whole body. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, now we will go ahead with the next sequence, after which your servant will get inside. Okay? I nodded. As Mr. Mangeskar took out his eyes from the camera viewfinder, I noted that his eyes were roaming openly on my juicy body curves – it was indeed a gala sight – a voluptuous woman like me standing within two feet of him in a completely awash state clad in a white blouse and petticoat. Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, I mean the servant, will try to embrace you and you have to act as if you are trying to escape, but make sure that you both stay under the shower for some time struggling so as to make the scene a bit tempting. Am I clear? I nodded. Though my skin was wet and cold, my inside was as if ignited in this shower water and the self boob squeeze that I just did! Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, are you ready? Pyaremohan: Yes, yes! Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Lets do the last sequence of your bath Anita. I want to capture your rear portion in camera. So just turn slowly away from me so that your back faces the camera. Okay? I nodded again taking a deep breath. I could feel the familiar itch inside my panty! I moved below the shower again and the director shouted indicating camera was rolling. I turned slowly under the shower so that my backside was towards Mr. Mangeskar and took my hands behind and begun rubbing my very prominent ass. Mr. Mangeskar: Place your hands on your ass globes Anita…. One on each… Y-e-s… like that… slowly… You have a gorgeous gaand yaar! Carry on! I ignored the slang as I could realize he was also pretty excited filming me. I moved my palms in circular motion on my buttocks and could clearly make out that my panty was pretty evident through my wet petticoat. Was my panty visible to the director? Hai daiya! As I pressed my ass with my hands, I could clearly trace the outline of my panty! My God! Mr. Mangeskar: Good! Now jiggle and sway your ass a bit Anita! Actually this will act as the climax for your servant’s entry inside. When Pyaremohan-ji enters you must cry out loudly and very naturally… okay? As per the director’s instruction, I started to sway and jiggle my heavy ass very shamelessly. Automatically my eyes got closed in utter shyness and nervousness with the very thought that I was doing all this in front of a male! It must have been some sight for the director to see a well-developed woman like me swaying her big tight ass in front of him. Just then… Just then Mr. Pyaremohan broke inside the bathroom! I was still swinging my heavy buttocks and he almost crashed on me! I immediately cried out, which was of course very spontaneous rather than acting! He was clad only in his lungi and held my right arm and dragged me towards him. I bumped on his body and naturally tried to guard my breasts from pressing on him with my elbows. Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! (We separated from each other) Anita… Anita, you must look surprised and frightened – it must look normal – someone has entered your bathroom, but you seem to… I want that staggered look in your eyes. You behave as if you forget to react and stand like a statue. Okay? Your servant would take that advantage and embrace you. Am I clear? I nodded along with Mr. Pyaremohan who again went back to the toilet door from where the retake would take place. Mr. Mangeskar looked into the camera and said “Action”. Mr. Pyaremohan entered again towards me in one brisk action and I tried to express what the director told me with my eyes widely open and a loud scream. Mr. Pyaremohan took hold my right hand and dragged me towards him. I tried to behave that I was very surprised and “forgot to react.” Mr. Pyaremohan used that opportunity fully to quickly pull me onto him and straightway embraced me. My whole wet body pressed on his fat half naked figure. Firecrackers seemed to burst inside my body as I touched Mr. Pyaremohan. My bl**d started gushing inside my vessels as I felt his long arms embracing my soaked back. His warm palms felt so good on my wet blouse-covered midriff! Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, you now try to kiss her and Anita, you now come to your senses and try to retaliate. Okay? No sooner had the director completed his words, I felt Mr. Pyaremohan trying to kiss me directly on my lips! The scoundrel! What audacity! I felt his wet lips on my cheeks and nose and once on my lips too! Naturally by reflex action, I exhibited a very strong repulsive blow and tried to get him out of my body, but he was much stronger than me and embraced me more tightly. All this time I had been protecting my big breasts from touching his chest with my elbows, but the way he was trying to touch my lips, I had to use my hands to protect me. And… And as soon as I lifted my hands to stop his face from touching mine, he hugged me more closely and my big firm breasts got pressed very directly to his chest. I shrieked out! Mr. Pyaremohan was obviously much excited getting the full feel of my well-developed mammaries and embraced me more tightly. I was naturally getting into a hopeless situation. Being unable to kiss me directly, he began to lick my wet cheeks and honestly the feel of his hot tongue on my slippery cheeks started making me significantly weak. __________________ “A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?” Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, now you drag Anita under the shower and then do what is natural… like try to grab her breast and ass… Anita, you continue to struggle but make sure that you do not go out of the shower. That’s the laxman-rekha for you in this shot. Clear? “…do what is natural…” – these words as if unlocked the flood gate for Mr. Pyaremohan and he really started behaving as if he was in the mood to molest me! He dragged me under the shower and I again started getting wet and taking the advantage of this very hot situation, he hugged me very tightly and forcibly moved my elbows off my breasts and pressed me to his body. I was getting weaker naturally as my breasts directly got pressed onto his chest and he was also scuffing and scratching my waist with his fingers; moreover, the shower water falling on my body made the whole situation more complex for me. Mr. Mangeskar: That’s great Pyaremohan-ji! Carry on! There was no need for any encouragement for this man and he was now more or less hugging me like my husband! My big boobs getting pressed fully on his chest and his flabby abdomen pushing my belly area. His hands had started measuring every part of my body and I felt his palms rested on my pumpkin ass. I could hardly struggle to get free because he was constantly keeping his lips very close to my face brushing every now and then my cheeks, nose, chin, and my lips too! Mr. Pyaremohan grabbed my ass very tightly, which made me gasp for air! And as I parted my lips, that man, like an eagle, invaded my tender lips. Me: Aaaaaaaah! Though I quickly moved my lips, but he was able to suck my lower lips for a couple of seconds. As I looked at him, he was smiling very wickedly as if trying to say “how long will you avoid me?” Mr. Pyaremohan was giving me ass squeezes in a very different way, as in recent times I have had a number of these while in the ashram. This man was grabbing my ass flesh very firmly and was not releasing the flesh from under his palms for quite some time! This in effect was making me almost breathless the way he was extending the hold on my buttock flesh. His fingers dug in deep into my spongy ass cheeks penetrating my wet petticoat and panty. Surely I was extremely excited delivering this shot. Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Good job Pyaremohan-ji and Anita… I have taken good close ups of… of Anita’s gaand under siege! He he… Well, next I will take a few close up shots of your faces only! Anita you will just move your head to and fro avoiding Pyaremohan-ji’s lips, who is trying to kiss you. I will get this later in slow motion and will definitely be a great shot with the shower water falling on your face. Clear? I was breathing very heavily now and my wet blouse had slid down significantly down my breasts and had exposed me very indecently. I had to stand in that outrageously sexy outfit in front of Mr. Pyaremohan. Mr. Pyaremohan moved his hands from my buttocks in the upward direction and held me at my waist for this shot. As he converged his face on mine, I started moving my head back and forth and he was obviously trying his best to smooch my lips! I could feel his deep warm breaths on my wet face and I was indeed getting weaker and weaker now due to this constant fondling! This went on for few seconds till the director shouted, “Cut”! Mr. Mangeskar: Very well done! Okay… now let me explain what is to be done next. Anita, you will give one big jerk and Pyaremohan-ji, you will fall on the floor. Anita, you flee to the adjacent room and put the towel kept on the sofa as a cover for your breasts. Clear? I will also move out following you Anita with the camera. I obeyed as was instructed and ran to the room and took the towel there and covered my breasts. Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, this shot is fully yours. You will now hasten through the toilet, bouncing the toilet door, and will try to catch Anita. In the process you will stumble and your lungi will fall open. You quickly restore it and come near this sofa and stop. Simple? Mr. Pyaremohan nodded. The shock of my lifetime was waiting for me as the shot started. Mr. Pyaremohan bounced the toilet door loudly and while running out tripped and fell on the floor and as he got up, his lungi fall open. Me: Heiiiiiiiiiii! I could not control my exclamation as I saw Mr. Pyaremohan was stark naked inside – as his lungi fall on the floor he stood absolutely naked in front of us! Most astonishingly, he was not wearing any underwear or brief! My eyes obviously got attracted towards his erect lund and the thick black hairy bush above it. Mr. Pyaremohan’s lund was dangling in the air very awkwardly and he quickly stroked his lund once before wrapping it inside his lungi! I noticed his lund was already quite erect – obviously the effect of fondling me for so long. Mr. Mangeskar: Good Pyaremohan-ji… this will produce a very good humor. Ha ha ha… How could they show such male nudity in the ad? I could not resist myself from asking. Me: But Mr. Mangeskar… I mean.. err… how can you show that in the ad? Mr. Mangeskar: Show what? Me: I mean.. he was err… he was not wearing anything beneath…. Mr. Mangeskar: Arre Anita, have you gone out of your head or what? Obviously I will camouflage that part where his lund is exposed. Me: (still surprised) O! Mr. Mangeskar: Well, the advancement of technology will help me do that! He he… Anyway, lets get along with our next shot. Anita, as Pyaremohan-ji approaches you, you start running round this sofa and he will chase you. You cry “Help! Help!” and run for three rounds and then Pyaremohan-ji grabs you and pushes you onto the sofa. Am I clear about the shot? We both nodded. I was feeling rather at ease standing with the towel on my wet blouse in front of these two males; I at least remained somewhat covered! But, not for long! I started running as soon as the director said “Action” and Mr. Pyaremohan keeping a distance followed me. My heavy boobs started juggling very sexily below the towel as I ran and I tried to cover that with my hands. I completed the three laps continuously crying for help and finally Mr. Pyaremohan grabbed my hand and pushed me f***efully onto the sofa. The sofa was wide enough to accommodate my whole body and as I fall on the sofa there was a deep vibration due to my body weight. Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Very nice! Anita, you need to get down from the sofa once and give an exclusive shot. Actually I want to capture your rear from close up when you are running. I noticed that you were looking very attractive as you ran and I just want to capture that in frame. Okay? I did not know what to say or how to react? Should I feel proud to such a comment? Mr. Mangeskar: So what you do is you do not go in a circular fashion, but just come down running towards me from a point I tell you and then turn back and run back to that point. Hope that’s not a big ask? Me: No… Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji… if you can. Mr. Pyaremohan quickly went towards a door, which led to another room, which was also fairly big. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, can you see that furniture down that corner? Me: Yes. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, you go there and come running down to me. Since the distance is substantial you can freely run here. I tried to estimate the distance and it was not less that 30-35 feet. The adjacent room too was unusually large. I nodded and started walking towards the farthest in the other room. Though I was feeling quite odd to run in this wet outfit in front of two males, but the whole shooting sequence was exciting me somewhat. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, keep the towel aside as I want your natural running posture, otherwise you will have to continuously hold the towel while running. That will actually kill the essence of this scene. Me: O… okay. I hesitatingly kept the towel on an adjacent chair. Mr. Mangeskar: Action! I started running and as I increased my pacing, I immediately realized that my big and heavy breasts were jumping up and down very awkwardly inside my wet blouse and honestly there was nothing I could do to stop it. My full-sized mammaries were swaying sideways as well as vertically as I ran towards the director. The director was standing midway and as I started running was pacing himself backwards with his camera. __________________ As I reached the end point in the room, he indicated me to turn back and run to the other room again. I did that and this time he was capturing close shots of my swaying gaand inside my wet petticoat as I ran away from him. Mr. Mangeskar: Great! Do this once more! I again started my run towards the director and this time I realized I was getting short of breath. I hardly do an exercise now-a-days and was not finding it very hard to run like this. I was breathing heavily and my firm breasts were swaying very, very sexily as I sprinted towards Mr. Mangeskar. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay! Great Anita! Great! Me: Uffff! (Puff! Puff!)) As I stood in front of him, I was panting significantly. I was a bit surprised when I noticed that that the director still had his eyes on the camera lens! Me: What more are you filming now? I am here! Mr. Mangeskar: He he… Anita… continuity… If I suddenly stop the shot after your run is over and in the next scene you are seen absolutely normal, will that not look very odd? That’s why I am recording shots of your breasts when you are out of breath. Do you understand baby? Me: Oh! I tried to hide my breasts with my arms. Mr. Mangeskar: Come on Anita! Its over… Anyway, I must say that you looked awesome when you were running! Very sec… I mean very striking! I smiled shamelessly not realizing exactly what he meant. Mr. Mangeskar: O-k-a-y! Now we are heading towards the actual **** attempt and here Anita you have a big role to play. I want absolute natural expressions. Okay? Ummm… By the way, have you … I mean have you ever been r**ed? Me: What? (I almost yelled at him) Mr. Mangeskar: Oho… I mean were you ever teased or harassed by any male? Me: NO. Never. I replied very strongly as I went towards the sofa to lie down there for the next shot. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, okay. What I mean is I want the same fearful expressions as well as expressions of excitement as your servant touches your body closely. Getting me naaa? I lowered my eyes and nodded. Some shame still persisted in me! Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Pyaremohan-ji, you are a servant and you have got the malkin of the house in a compromised position. So I want that expression on your face. You are in a commanding position now. Okay? At the same time I want dialogues now. Anita, you will be talking to stop him, pleading, commanding, whatever you like and Pyaremohan-ji, you should be replying with rude language being the servant. Clear? Pyaremohan: Okay… Well, what will I… I mean what will I do now? Mr. Mangeskar: Lo karlo baat! Ye bhi kya bolna padega! Have you not scene any **** scene in movies? Pyaremohan: Yes, yes! Mr. Mangeskar: Then? Do that… … Bas! Anita, get that towel on your breasts… continuity… you now! My heart started beating louder hearing this. What did the director plan for? But before I could ask anything, he made the camera rolling and Mr. Pyaremohan was over my body in a flash. He attacked me from one side and grabbed my shoulder and kept me pinned on the soft surface of the sofa. Though he was quite obese, but he was remarkably swift! He threw off the towel from my breasts and looked hungrily at them. Pyaremohan: Uff! Kya maal hai! Me: Just shut and leave me! You brute! We started delivering dialogues as if he was the servant and I was the malkin, but honestly I started feeling rather uncomfortable being fully aware that this man was wearing nothing under his lungi. He already had given me the feel of his erect pole inside his lungi brushing it once or twice over my smooth thighs. I cried out “help” “help” and he was trying to peel off my blouse! Me: Eiii, what are doing? Stop! Pyaremohan: Chop Sali! Ajj mauka mila hai! Will not stop till I fuck you! Mr. Pyaremohan for the first time now touched my mammaries. He grabbed my left boob f***efully and kneaded it firmly. I cried out in pain and excitement and tried to stop him, but he caught my arms with his other hand. He repeated the action and this time he kneaded my breast a bit softly and also tried to cover my whole left breast with his palm so that I also enjoy that action. Of course I was not influenced and continued to struggle and tried to free my hands. But he turned out to be cleverer! He held my arms more tightly and immediately started feeling my naked breast area above my blouse. Getting the feel of his warm hand directly over my naked upper breasts indeed made my life very difficult. I clenched my lips tightly and tried to evade the feeling, but that bastard within a flash moved his hand off my upper breast and twisted my left nipple. Since my blouse and bra were both soaking wet, it must have been very easy for him to trace my nipple impression. Automatically my eyes got closed and I cried out in pain and happiness! Me: AAAAaaaa…..aaaaaa…. Uhhhhhh…… Sensing that it was the appropriate opportunity, Mr. Pyaremohan released my hands and without a second’s delay, pulled my blouse very strongly off my body as a result of which my wet blouse tore off in two parts near the area of the hooks. I could not believe my own eyes! At once my brassiere was exposed to him and as I looked down I was shocked to note that my breasts were almost 50% out of my tiny wet bra and could be clearly seen like daylight! Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! But don’t move! Anita! Just be in your position. Bilkul hilna mat! I remained stiff, but was very much eager to cover my breasts first. I saw the director coming near me and he positioned the camera right on top of my head and was recording. Since initially I was too eager to pay off that two thousand rupees, the fact did not strike me much that I would be filmed, but now seeing the way this director was canning my exposed body with a movie camera, I was a bit alert. Still I was not really shaken by this fact probably because I was ONLY habituated with a camera that “clicks”, but this one was surely different and hence it did not honestly bother me much! After adequately recording my half-exposed tits, he took his head out of the viewfinder of the camera. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I can read what you want to say from the way you are frowning. Tell me how many times you have seen a villain tearing apart heroine’s blouse in films? Me: That… that’s okay… but no more… I mean… Mr. Mangeskar: Arre! Come on Anita! Don’t I know where to stop? You leave that to me naaa. Me: No.. no… please… I can’t be … I mean … I can’t be in my bra like this… (I covered my breasts with my arms again) I had to be extremely shameless verbally to make the director understand. Mr. Pyaremohan was siting silently by my side. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, my dear, tell me how can you shoot a **** scene with the heroine dr**ed fully? Na na…. … tell me! Me: But how can I be like this in front of … you people… !!! Mr. Mangeskar: Who told you to think like that? Just imagine you are all alone in this room and a ghost is trying to **** you! Ha ha ha… Me: I am not joking Mr. Mangeskar… I mean how do people act like this? I am feeling… feeling awful! Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! You are behaving like a newcomer. Okay, I agree that you have not acted in such a sequel, but you are familiar with the rules naa! Even after knowing that this is an attempted **** scene, if you say that I want to remain fully dressed … then I (shrugging heavily) really have nothing to say! I really got heated up by this comment! Me: What do you mean? Have I not taken off my sari? Have I not got fully wet in the shower? I even ran that distance in wet clothes for… I don’t know what for! What more do you want? Mr. Mangeskar: But my dear you should also consider that I did not take any screen tests of you and straightway got you into the acting zone– just on Pyaremohan-ji’s recommendations! That does not happen anywhere! Me: What has that to do with what I am saying? Mr. Mangeskar: Arre…what sort of duffer is this! Had I taken your screen test, I would have stripped you to your knickers to assess your figure… that’s the standard practice in this line and you know that very well! A-n-i-t-a, you are behaving… as if you are acting for the first time! Huh! Me: But… but then how long would I have to be like this… I mean… I was still covering my twin globes with my folded arms. Mr. Mangeskar: Hey Pyaremohan-ji… I cannot shoot like this! If she has a problem, lets quit! Sala! Waqt barbaad karne chale aate hain! Pyaremohan: Arre… please don’t get upset Mr. Mangeskar… I think… I mean Madam seems to be a bit uncomfortable err… wearing only the bra on her upper portion… but… but she never said she will not act… I mean.. Madam… am I right? The shopkeeper again was trying to guard me and I myself could also well realize that my whole effort till such time would be a sheer waste if I stay stubborn and argued further. Hence I had to change my gear spoke in a softer tone. Me: Yes.. err.. I mean that’s what I meant… I just wanted to convey my… I mean I just wanted to convey you my discomfort while acting in this condition. Pyaremohan: Yes, yes Madam. I can understand. Mr. Mangeskar, if you treat this case a bit compassionately. She is not very professional you know. Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm. Okay, but it’s not an uncommon syndrome you know. Only last month I had such a case while shooting with a newcomer girl. Uff! She was such a nakhrewali! There was a shot where she was sad as the hero was outstation and she was walking on the beach alone. She was wearing a top and a miniskirt you know and naturally as the wind remains stiff on the beach, her skirt was time and again flying up and she started objecting that her panty was visible. The director paused for a second and noted our reactions. Mr. Mangeskar: But the whole objective of the scene was different! I wanted to show that she was so sad and engrossed in her lover’s thoughts that she was unaware of what was happening as she walked. So there are so many angles and food for thought when a scene is captured… but these newcomers have only once track mind! Pyaremohan: Then? Mr. Mangeskar: Aur kya? I explained her the demand of that scene and she understood, but by that time we lost significant time. The funniest part is that – that same girl within a week’s time gave shots for me bathing in the waterfall without wearing an inner… just as Mandakini did in Ram Teri Ganga Maili. Ha ha ha… Pyaremohan: Really! Mr. Mangeskar: Yes… so you know Anita, it’s all in the mind. Mind game you know! If you concentrate on the acting part ONLY, you will really not notice how many people are present in the set or how much your clothes are covering you etc. etc. You should only have the objective to deliver 100%. Isn’t it? I had no other option but to nod my head after this explanation. Mr. Mangeskar: Yes, if it was a full-fledged bed scene then I could understand your hesitations as there you need to treat the male actor just like your husband or boyfriend may be because there the male actor will kiss you for prolonged period of time and will touch your body intimately and not only that in bed scenes now-a-days we prefer to have the heroine in western outfits… can you… tell you tell why Anita? Me: Uhu… (I nodded negatively) Mr. Mangeskar: Actually the flavor is lost… I intend to show love on screen, but what I end up with is something different! If the actress is wearing a sari, the whole concentration is on pulling off the sari, opening the hooks of the blouse, untying the petticoat knot… you know. So you know in reality the lovemaking part gets delayed. He paused for a second again and was in the mood to explain things! Mr. Mangeskar: But on the contrary if my heroine is wearing a skirt and a top, she looks smarter and I can maker her look hot also by varying the length of her skirt or the tightness of her top. Much simpler you know and most importantly its more comfortable for the heroine also! Me: How? (I almost reacted very spontaneously as I was listening to him quite attentively) Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, just imagine you are the heroine and you are doing a steamy bed scene for me. I was not at all prepared for a reply and immediately swallowed my own breath and looked down. Mr. Mangeskar: Suppose in the first case you are wearing a traditional dress and the hero while making love to you first drops your pallu off your breasts, then unwraps your sari off your waist and you have to also adjust your body significantly so that he can unwrap the sari completely, then he comes back and starts opening your blouse hooks, and then he again goes down to open the knot of your petticoat… don’t you feel the whole effort would make you more embarrassed and discomfit for a prolonged period of time? And… and the lovemaking also takes a back seat all this time? He paused a little taking a deep breath. Mr. Mangeskar: But had you been wearing a western outfit, the whole concentration could easily be kept on lovemaking simply because your outfit would just act as a second skin! As the hero would kiss you, he could just pull up your top near the hem and caress your belly. Again he only has to slid his hand downwards just a little to pull up your skirt to caress your legs. So everything goes in one smooth motion. Pyaremohan: Hmm.. you have a point! Mr. Mangeskar: I have a lot of points…. Just imagine how odd it would look if in that love scene the hero presses your breasts over your blouse… but if you are wearing a top, the hero can easily slid his hand inside your top from below and produce a better effect. Do you agree Anita? I nodded with a blushed face. The way the director was vividly explaining things, I could realize a stir within me and my nipples were responding to his “hot” talks adequately and were almost fully up inside my brassiere! Mr. Mangeskar: Good! But Anita, once and for all, get this nailed into your head that the demand of the scene must be fulfilled. Am I clear enough? I obviously did not want to irritate the director any more and promptly agreed. Me: Yes, yes. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay then guys, lets get back to business. Now for some intense action as the servant naturally is keen to touch his malkin. Anita, Anita, you will continue to be in your lying posture and exhibit resistance, and Pyaremohan-ji you will now ride Anita’s body. Okay? You balance yourself by placing your knees to her sides and sit near Anita’s belly. Clear? Pyaremohan: Yes. Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Now you both will get involved in some hugging and struggling… as it happens in a **** – Pyaremohan-ji will try to grab your breasts, try to kiss you, and hug you… I mean the things which are natural… and Anita, you just falsely struggle. Me: O… okay, but please ask him to be… I mean… err… a bit decent. Mr. Mangeskar: What rubbish! How can a **** be decent? Me: No, no I am not saying that… I am only … I mean I only have the bra now… err… that’s why… Mr. Mangeskar: Oh! Okay! Not to worry on that Anita, as you jolly well know that even if I want I cannot portray actual things that happens in a ****. I cannot show a full strip, which actually happens in a r**e… isn’t it? So…. so, don’t worry on those. Yes, some things do happen at times… which are by no means unnatural… for example in the struggle Anita, your bra clip pops open or say by chance your nipples get exposed out of your bra… these sort of things do happen in shooting, its not that only in **** scenes, but in other bed scenes also, but… but YOU should not worry on those because that surely gets edited. I was pretty much scared listening to him and was shocked to note the normalcy of his voice saying all these! My God! I decided to be very much careful about Mr. Pyaremohan’s moves and was of course not at all keen to expose further. Mr. Mangeskar: Enough bla-bla… lets get back to work! Action! Mr. Pyaremohan was as usual prompt in his actions! He quickly rode my body by placing his legs to my two sides and I readily realized that he was in a very commanding position now and could practically do anything from this posture! I was quite anxious and my heart started to race seeing him in that posture right over my figure. It was just like having my husband on me though he never sits on my body like this! The first thing he did was to held my hands and raised them above my head. Me: Hey! Stop! What… what… I could not even complete my words as I saw him bent fully over my body. His arms were also stretched above my head (pinning my hands) and his naked chest was now pressing on my upturned breasts. Simultaneously I could feel his erect cock brushing in my waist area and without ado I realized a sexual jerk within me. He quickly took his mouth right over me and this time without a miss locked my tender lips within his thick lips. As per the director’s instruction, I tried to protest by throwing my legs in the air so that it looked real. But as Mr. Pyaremohan continued to kiss me more deeply, I was getting weaker and weaker and was rather confused what to do. Though it was acting, as I got his “touches” directly on my body and as he planted the kiss deep in my lips, I was surely getting heated up and I was almost hugging him instead of a protest! My wet body added to the whole setting and I was undoubtedly getting enormously excited as he moved his tongue deep inside my mouth while he rhythmically pushed my pelvic area with his khada lund. Mr. Pyaremohan had a decent erection, which I could feel from the pokes he was accomplishing on the lower half of my body. Me: Uuuuuuuu… Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm… I demonstrated the joy of his kissing! With each moment, he was gaining in confidence and I was losing out. Mr. Pyaremohan was now in total control of my lips sucking my saliva very energetically. Concurrently, I could realize he was gradually sliding down positioning his crotch right over my choot! I was certainly getting feebler, both mentally and physically. Still I remembered the director’s instructions and continued to throw my legs in the air to show I was protesting. My petticoat being thoroughly wet was clinging to my feet and I was finding it rather difficult to throw my legs like that. In the meantime, Mr. Pyaremohan nailed the final pin on me when he took one of his hands from above my head to my mammaries and gave me a tight squeeze. Though my hands were free now, my lips were not, and he continued to suck the last drop of juice from them while caressing my firm bra-covered breasts. I could feel the warmth of his fingers on my exposed boob flesh outside my bra and as if a shiver ran down my spine as I felt a male hand in my intimate body portion! At last Mr. Pyaremohan released my lips! It seemed he was kissing me for ages and the director also did not interfere anywhere. My condition was pathetic and I was literally panting after such a marathon kiss. Rarely had I been kissed so long even by my husband! But this middle-aged man had more energy than I imagined! He did not give me a second’s respite and raised his body slightly off my body and shifted mildly to his left side and in a flash inserted his hand right inside my bra! Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuu… NO…………. Eiii… what’s this? What are you doing? Aaaaaaaahhhh! Before I could even protest properly to his action, he slid his palm well inside my bra and cupped my warm tight flesh. Instantaneously an electric stimulation as if passed through my whole body and I writhed in excitement. Me: Stop… I say stop… pppppllllleeeeeeaaaaassssssseeeeee! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh….. Uuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiii! I shrieked very sexily and openly and spontaneously held his hair and pulled his face towards mine. His lips were again grazing my lips! I think any adult woman would have reacted the same if a male inserted his hand right inside her bra in such a lying posture. He felt my naked breast with his palm and in sheer excitement there were goosebump all over my body. Pyaremohan: Aaaaaah! Kya mast mamme hai yaar! Uhhh! Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Great going! Anita, struggle… struggle… shout for help! Me: But… but…. Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t spoil the scene Anita! Do as I say. The director’s voice was cold and stern. I did not have the courage to protest and succumbed to this molestation. Me: He… help! Help! Som…. Som….someone save me! Aaaaah! Mr. Pyaremohan was naturally in full flow by that time – getting a chance to abuse a young and voluptuous housewife like me! He continued to keep his hand inside my bra and enjoyed my warm boob flesh as he again started kissing me! His lund seemed to be more stiff now and was pushing my love gate very emphatically over my petticoat. After kissing me for a while and squeezing my breast, he took out his hand from inside my bra and honestly I was much relived because I was getting very weak and was actually losing control over myself in absolute sexual pleasures. My pussy was dripping profoundly now and my already wet panty was getting wetter! Hardly could I exhaled a deep breath, Mr. Pyaremohan was again on me like an eagle converging on a rabbit. He again invaded my bra and this time made me absolutely speechless as he inserted his hand from below the hem of the bra peeling it completely off my left breast. My left breast was suddenly fully exposed in front of this man and I obviously looked utterly sexy. Me: Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! You… you swine! How dare you do that? You…! I lost words getting into that bizarre situation with one breast exposed in front of two adult males. Mr. Pyaremohan’s eyes as if popped out of his socket as he ogled at my big naked breast. Without wasting any time, he readily grabbed my naked left mammary and started stroking my exposed nipple and areola with his fingers. I tried to stop him with my hands, but he was much stronger than me and quickly got hold of the situation. My condition was simply awful! My left breast was now first covered by this man’s palm and then by my bra! I got so annoyed and agitated that my whole body twisted and angled in anger. Pyaremohan: What will you do now sundari! No one can save you today from my clutches! Ha ha ha… (saying that he gave me a very tight squeeze on my tit) Me: Arre! Eiiii… Stop! You rascal! Mr… Mr. Mangeskar… stop this brute! Stop him! I can’t aaa… act like this! Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! Arre! What happened Anita? Isssh! It was such a superb shot in the making! It looked so real! You both were … simply outstanding! Mr. Pyaremohan slightly lifted his body off mine so that I could talk properly; his right hand was still grabbing my left breast! Me: What’s this? You idiot! How dare you do that! Naturally I was boiling in anger. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita… Anita… calm down first! (I was still breathing deeply and seeing my angry reaction Mr. Pyaremohan removed his hand off my breast) The build-up is so nice… don’t spoil it! Tell me what’s exactly the problem? Me: This brut! He just… I mean… you can see for yourself… he… my bra… My face was red in anger and shyness too! I lost words getting into that bizarre situation with one breast exposed in front of two adult males. Mr. Pyaremohan’s eyes as if popped out of his socket as he ogled at my big naked breast. Without wasting any time, he readily grabbed my naked left mammary and started stroking my exposed nipple and areola with his fingers. I tried to stop him with my hands, but he was much stronger than me and quickly got hold of the situation. My condition was simply awful! My left breast was now first covered by this man’s palm and then by my bra! I got so annoyed and agitated that my whole body twisted and angled in anger. Pyaremohan: What will you do now Sundari! No one can save you today from my clutches! Ha ha ha… (saying that he gave me a very tight squeeze on my tit) Me: Arre! Eiiii… Stop! You rascal! Mr… Mr. Mangeskar… stop this brute! Stop him! I can’t aaa… act like this! Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! Arre! What happened Anita? Isssh! It was such a superb shot in the making! It looked so real! You both were … simply outstanding! Mr. Pyaremohan slightly lifted his body off mine so that I could talk properly; his right hand was still grabbing my left breast! Me: What’s this? You idiot! How dare you do that! Naturally I was boiling in anger. Mr. Mangeskar: Anita… Anita… calm down first! (I was still breathing deeply and seeing my angry reaction Mr. Pyaremohan removed his hand off my breast) The build-up is so nice… don’t spoil it! Tell me what’s exactly the problem? Me: This brut! He just… I mean… you can see for yourself… he… my bra… My face was red in anger and shyness too! Mr. Mangeskar: Yes, your bra. What happened to it? Me: This ugly creature … What nonsense is this! He just pulled it… as you can… Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! Did I nNEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-25009286947635077852013-07-23T11:05:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.290-07:00Carrie's Kinky Birthday Year begins SeXStoRYHuda & Carrie Capture, Bondage, Tens, Dildo's, Fucking... The wife and I drove by the house where a party would be in two weeks just so the girls would know where it was located, as we passed they looked hard while as they sat in the back seat so they would remember the location. Set back from the street and appearing to be on the small size the yard has lots of tree’s and leaf litter with unknown hazards, if they decided to return unannounced the festivities would be entertaining at minimum because the girls have a standing agreement with accepted edge play included. Returning home after dropping off the girls the wife and I took a shower and had a BBQ meal and cuddled on the deck planning the party if the girls showed up, the weekend included some shopping at hardware stores and a short trip to the beach where the wife got chased around the sand and ravished at waters edge. A great work week and projects I got some help from Carrie cleaning a yard to get her toned and tanned but her trim body sporting snug jeans drove me crazy, This time ended nearly six months of not seeing her while she was away going to school but the memory returns quickly as she helped hold a limb while I sawed it. I would glance down as she would stretch and exhale while her shirt lifted up and my mind would imagine clothes pins tormenting her soft skin, roving upward to view just speed bumps that are enough for a mouthful then the limb would be completed and back to reality. Loading the truck has the same view as she stretched to put the bags inside the high sides, on tip-toes I wanted to just grab and kiss her neck to relive times of several years ago likely to be relived in just a few days. The story with Carrie goes back several years when I fist met her through a friend that worked at a job and I drove her home, I was able to talk to her while driving after she discovered a pair of bondage cuffs in the truck glove box. She turned beet red as she asked me what they were then began to wiggle as I described there use only to have me stop at the side of the road to confess, her mom has never discovered the relationship she has with her older b*****r but I was all ears. She told me they were close in there early teen years as she laughs through the beginning of a story of her sucking him in front of his busty girlfriend, he had several friends over and they chatted about there relationship and dared her to put his cock between her D Cup tits. Declining they dared him to suck his cock just as she passed his half open bedroom door only to pause and say You not gonna do it. The girl friend was embarrassed as the friends sat there grinning as she entered the room walking over to the girlfriend and grabbing her hair, the GF shrilled as she held her hair and scolded her for not pleasing her b*****r then kneeled in front of him and grabbed his crotch. The friends turned quiet as she tells that she kissed him and un-buttoned his pants pulling them to the floor them moved down to dine on his shrunken cock, the friends looking wide eyed as he took deep gasps of air as his cock grew in his mouth then she paused holding his balls. She asked the GF if she wanted to cut in and please him like a real GF should and she appeared to be too tender to do such a thing so s****r went back to work him to full staff then coaxing him over to the bed losing his pants along the way. The friends stayed seated as well as the GF while his flat chested s****r laid over older b*****r teasing his balls sucking deeper and deeper , then she paused for a moment then licked his shaft and then took it to his balls while he grunted and jerked. The GF looked on as his slut s****r then grabbed his thighs and took it to his balls holding for what seemed like an eternity as she twitched and grunted loudly, lifting her head off she drooled his cum and looked at the GF and said This is how you please my b*****r. She said she got up and left the room where it remained quiet for a long time then as she listened outside they chatted about his skank s****r cock sucker and b*****r defended her then told the GF to leave, as she came out she grabbed her hair and scolded her and said I will give you lessons when you grow up. I dropped her off at school and lost contact for several years until we crossed at a department store while shopping with the wife, Carrie is approaching her birthday and the plan is to help her celebrate at the party after we capture her arriving uninvited. The party weekend is several days away and Carrie knocked at the door to borrow some items from the wife, her fitted shirt makes the wife look busty because her athletic lifestyle has kept her lean and she has yet to grow any chest but poking though the shirt are some nipples fighting to escape. The wife whispers to me as I stare telling me if she shows up at the party I can do stuff to them, Carrie closes the front door behind her as I kiss the wife while her hands open my jeans, sitting on a stool in the kitchen the wife guides my half hard pole inside then I thrust for several minutes filling her with my juices. Kissing me she tells me to save some for Carrie so she can have a great birthday and go home bow-legged. Huda was upstairs listening and asks about the party so we sit her down and tell our plan her eyes wide with the developing outcome, she will know and lead Carrie to her demise but as we tell the excitement is causing Huda to reach under her shirt and pinch herself. The wife gets up and reaches around grabbing her stomach then pinches her nipples through her shirt while I rub her pussy through her pants, panting and mumbling the wife tells that she is now upgraded and will share Carrie’s experiences and to make sure she showers and uses exfoliater so she is smooth . Huda mumbles and smiles telling she is looking forward to the pleasures between heavy breathes while the wife continues to pinch and twist her nipples, we take her to the couch removing her pants and insert my pole filling her pussy. I hold firmly as the wife pins her to the couch preventing escape while she rides the waves hugging my cock, then I pull out and randilly thrust for several dozen times releasing my load as she calms and tells how good that felt. Huda gets up and hugs the wife and heads out for some clothes shopping for the party but as she leaves the wife conveys for her to check her email for instructions concerning the party attire, she obediently says she will check and heads out to shop with a credit card I gave her to use so the appropriate outfits can be purchased. Later that day the wife sends the instructions so everything will coordinate smoothly then turning to kiss me deeply does a wiggle, I respond telling her that she is looking forward to there mutual shared torment and she winks and bats her eyes. The wife dresses in her leather halter top and sends a text to Huda telling her what time to arrive, then on the way to the house a confirmation is received while they are on a walk in the neighborhood less than an hour from arrival. The wife texts her back telling her to text when they are walking up a hill that can be seen from the house and Huda confirms, then the wife cuddles me firmly rubbing ageist me like an a****l in heat pinching my back and I comment she is warming up her hands for Carrie. Kissing me to confirm she dashes off to make final preparations for the girls letting others know so they can help, laughs waft through the house silenced by my word of the girls at the base of the hill. The big screen in the living room tuned to the camera showing the girls as they walk excites the wife, Huda is wearing a stunning outfit that shows her tight curves and breathing as they conquer the steep hill but the wife licks her lips at Carrie’s outfit. Tight jeans and sandals with a thin shirt and a supportive colored bra, but Carrie has nothing to support but the bra appears padded for effect as the wife turns to me pleased with the purchases. Our friends go down and prepare in the front yard as we listen on a radio the capture moments away, the girls walk a house away as a hidden microphone reveals Huda remarking she thinks the next house is the one where the party is going to be. We have windows open with music playing that Carrie notices and tells Huda she wants to go up and see if they can get in, both pause and Huda tells her I guess we could try but if it’s not happening we will need to get outa there fast! Half way up the yard we have a tarp to capture one but we hope some leaves will lure the other, we watch the girls hop the gr**e stake fence and step lightly up a leaf covered path one more than ten feet ahead then a shrill breaks the silence. Distracted from the noise friends emerge and tackle Carrie wrapping her and placing a hood following tape on her mouth to silence her protests then taken up to the house, Huda is retrieved from the hole she slipped into gagged and blindfolded for her walk to the house they both will be prepared for imprisonment. Carrie has been ear plugged and placed in a corner and allowed to wiggle and exhaust herself while Huda is taken to the windowless basement, she is placed on a table and ankles tied spread and arms placed outward to her sides with her head dangling off the top of the table still gagged. Several dozen cubes of ice are hanged above her clothed body and after ten minutes they begin to defrost, the first drips got a small wiggle but as the material became moister she would wiggle testing the restraints. After several minutes we brought her some company and placed her across the room upper arms tied to the wall, Carrie’s feet struggled to stay on the blocks as we placed another strap around her waist holding her firmly. The wife and I put on disguises and removed Carrie’s ear plugs and blindfold revealing a darkened room with Huda tied to a table, the top has rails so the submissive is not comfortable but Carrie’s eyes dart to view the dripping ice above with wide eyes. I lean down and smack Huda’s face and ask her if she wants to warm up from the cold drips and she shakes her head, then the wife takes scissors and in a few moments cuts off her clothes leaving her bra then squeezing there contents scolding these will not be neglected. Then several candles suddenly appear and are tossed laying a line of wax across her hips and stomach coaxing a posture and large wiggle, then several more as Carrie’s eyes stare memorized by the activity only for the wife to look over she looks quickly away to be grabbed by the wife and scolded. Reaching over to a table the wife retrieves a crop Carrie shakes her head as the wife pulls up her shirt and smacks her stomach several times, Carrie takes long breathes giving pleading eyes for her to stop but the wife loosens her pants dropping them and smacking her legs. The wife returns to Huda inserting a lubed dildo and tapping her thighs while working it deeper eventually it disappears inside her cavern, across the room the heaving breathes and darting eyes are distracting so we decide to adjust the props. Huda’s table is tilted to near vertical and her restraints loosened and her arms moved to an overhead bar, free of the table and standing on a sensor mat she is told to keep her feet on the floor no matter what happens. Several tens pads are added to Huda’s pussy and stomach as she wiggles and gets smacked to be still, Carrie’s pants are removed from her ankles and the wife cuts off the shirt and adds pads on her pussy and stomach scolding her to keep her feet on the floor at all cost. I bring the tens controller and Carrie gets big eyed again as wires are attached to the pads and the wife and hold a violet wand for added fun, then the light turns on and the wife tells them last time to keep feet floor bound. Slow at first the wife smacks Carrie on the stomach and down to her legs and she lifts a foot, Eeeeeeooowwwwww as Huda shrills and jumps the pulses jumping her stomach we see Carrie shrieek though the gag. The wife scolds Warned You as she begins on experienced Huda keeping her feet planted taking long breathes to absorb the stinging then deciding to go for it, lifting her body off the mat sending a flood of zaps to Carrie getting her pulse and wiggle. I stand close and run the violet want around Carrie to keep her moving and jumping on one foot as the wife takes care of Huda, deep panting from both girls fills the room as they jump and lift themselves clear of the floor the tens wimpingly set to a two. Once the girls get there feet on the floor the wife and finger both of there pussies and get them to orgasm, just as they arrive and go over we both run the wand on them to increase the intensity. After several minutes they both relax and hang and pant catching there breath unaware it is only the beginning, the wife blindfolds and earplugs Carrie and shushes Huda releasing her from the overhead. Taken to another room and restrained the wife returns and kisses Carrie pinching her arms and sides down to her stomach not touching her breasts to safe them for later, earplugs removed she unties her ankles then wrists and tells her to do as your told without hesitation and all will be fine. Arms behind then grabs an elbow leading her to another room where Huda sits silently in a hidden corner while Carrie is leaned ageist a heavy wood frame elbows bent wrists tied, blindfold removed and is told to lift her body on tip-toes then lower she realizes a lubed dildo is invading her pussy. Now the real performance begins the wife barks as she smacks her hips telling her to get that dildo all the way inside, panting and wiggling to fit the ample girth she eventually fits it inside and then rests on the padded seat . The wife takes straps and secures them around her thighs then lifts her feet off the floor bending knees and strapping her ankles, Carrie gets a strange look as the dildo begins to quiver then shuts her eyes and pants in short breathes. The wife adjusts the chair and the back is removed her body sways back and she catches herself recovering and sways sideways as the dildo teases her insides, then a yelp as the wife takes a pin wheel and runs it down her arms and sides but a hip wiggle is not possible with restrained thighs. Grabbing a second pinwheel the wife runs it up her sides closer to her chest and the little novice oddly leans forward to increase the poking sensation while taking long breathes, hip wiggles and toe posturing as the tingles travel through her body the decides to just get her good. Meanwhile Huda sits in the corner so I go over and kiss her sticking my finger inside her moist cave, the wife decides to take a cat tail whip and get Carrie nice and pink prolonging her sensations. Finger up Huda I kiss her deeply and sit on the floor revealing my hard pole then grab her waist to coax her into the saddle, sliding forward my pole slides inside in one move and she tenses holding me firmly. I lift her hands up and have her hold handles on the wall while lift my hips to drive deeper, then reaching around I release her breasts and lift my body moving away from the wall. Huda arches her back and sways while I grasp and pinch her stomach as her body warms then as I pinch her sides she takes long swaying motions brushing her hardening nipples in my palms then pulling away, several times holding more each time as if wondering when I will grasp and not let go. Then as the sixth time occurs she arches her back lifting her chest swaying and brushing her hardened and ready nipples in my palms I pull my hips away slightly to tease her, she stretches a little more still arching then gasps exhaling as I close and clamp. Her feet clamped behind my back Huda now caught arms stretched nipples tweaked and pussy filled she gasps again then quivers through a long slow orgasmic wave, I keep her in this posture for several minutes then get a pat on the back. Huda’s eyes are closed but the wife has something to add so I release her nipples as the wife adds clamps, a higher posture and pussy gripping I hold Huda’s breasts and the wife gives the chain stern jerks upward. Each jerk Huda exhales tensing her body then quivering through another orgasm brought by pain, then she lets go of the bar on the wall and the wife removes the nipple clamps and I wrap my arms around Huda and hold her firmly. Carrie’s skin reddened by the tails she is wiggling from the vibrator and moaning loudly, the wife takes the pin wheels and runs them up her body with little response so the vibrator is increased. Hips more forward and back the wife hits with a stingy whip and Carrie leans forward accepting more, the dildo is the tens one so the wife adds a zap and Carrie jumps and sucks in air. Then another series of jumps as her pussy get zapped and then panting so I kiss the wife’s neck and grasp the tens controller, I set it to wave and Carrie lets out low moans as the pulses mesh together. The wife stands back so I move in to see Carrie’s nipples have finally hardened enough to be noticeable so I take the pin wheels and hold them on her pebbles, a long groan as she thrusts her chest out holding when I move them even a little so I run them around her sides and she sways following the sensation. The wife walks behind Carrie as I run the wheels across her shoulders and down what you would normally call cleavage then as the wife cuts the bra strap, just as Carrie leans forward the bra falls and she thrusts her nipples into biting nipple clamps letting out a long gasp. Seconds later the wife zaps her pussy while my palm is in her cleavage as I give her nipples a firm pull, her head back and having spasms she only pushes my hand harder stretching forward Carrie grunting uuuuhhhhhhhhhuuuuugghhhhhhhhh in approval. The tens waves keeping her hips wiggling I remove my palm and hold the chain firmly, the wife removes the gag from Carrie and she takes deep breathes panting and drooling. Several minutes pass as she wiggles and thrashes then with her head back she mutters more pussy and nipples want more orgasms so the wife increases the tens to four and when she releases a little I increase the pinch, a jerk hard with a loud grunt she goes another round of orgasms the begins to relax and twitch. Then I brush Carrie’s chest with my palm as she begins to calm after seemingly dozens of orgasms, I decide to remove the clamps and she jerks like I am zapping them but then calms more as the minutes pass. Finally after several minutes she calms and we take off the blindfold and I kiss her, Carrie realizes it is me and says O M G what did you do to me? I break the news to her that it’s the beginning of some birthday plans for the entire year- more surprise to come! Carrie goes- Oh Crap, I guess this is called Catch Up Pleasure? I said- Yep…NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-8191649209519969582013-07-23T09:24:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.905-07:00Play, Misty. For me! SeXStoRYI met Misty about six months ago online. Her body is hot. Slim, completely shaven with legs that looked to go on forever and a nice tight little pussy. Age 22 and looking at her body I can believe it. According to her profile we live in the same town and I’ve often spent time watching the girls around wondering if they were her because she carefully kept the camera away from her face. That I could understand. I don’t let my face be seen on camera either. I am a local councillor and there is no way I want my picture plastered all over the papers. We would meet up on a regular basis. I have an office all alone so it’s no trouble to lock the door and I guess she is the same. What I really love about her though, is that she’s filthy. Beautifully, cock-stiffening foul mouthed and has no limits whatsoever. You wouldn’t believe the things she puts into her body and some of the things she’s asked me to do are wonderful and I comply willingly. Today was special. I was working from my little office at home. My wife had gone to work so I knew I had at least five clear hours there. My daughter was at music college and wouldn’t be home til gone four so I had the house to myself. Stripping off as I waited for the computer to log on and then a couple of clicks and I was onto the site. And there she was. Online. “Hi sexy,” I typed. “You gonna be a dirty bitch for me today?” I waited for the reply and it was all I wanted. “Hi,” she typed. “My cunt is always ready for your big dick,” “Oh, you dirty little whore,” I replied. “I think that little fuck hole needs a damned good spanking.” “Will that be before or after you’ve filled it?” We both switched our cameras on together and I was looking at her from the neck down and I liked what I saw. A silky half-cup bra that showed her large, pink nipples. Her smooth body and a g-string that was pulled tight between her bald cunt lips. “I can see that you’ve been anticipating this,” she said. Her voice was the same as her name. Misty, smokey, sexy. Almost a whisper. Two fingers were pinching the nipple of her right tit whil she was gently stroking between her pussy lips with the other. “What do you think of my new outfit? I got it specially for you.” I briefly wondered how many other fellas she had said this to but didn’t care. She was saying it to me. “I think it looks very modest,” I said. “Modest?” “It does cover part of you, my Misty. You know I lake you totally naked.” “Now why is that, I wonder?” she said. “Because I love to look at your body.” She laughed and reached up behind herself and her bra came away. She dangled it towards the camera and let it drop and began caressing her tits, lifting and squeezing them and gently teasing the nipples. “Beautiful,” I said. Again the laugh. “Don’t you wish you had these in your mouth now?” she purred. “Of course,” I said. My hand was gently massaging my prick. “Gently!” she said. “I don’t want that thing shooting its load too quickly. I’m a girl who likes to take it slow and passionate.” Her hands went down to her sides and undid the two bows on her g-string. Slowly she pulled it and I watched it pull between her pussy lips. It was sending those little shivers of pleasure through my prick and balls and into my body. I eased back on the wanking, not wanting to peak too soon. “Well, my man,” she asked. “What do you want now?” “Open it up for me, Misty.” I said, a little hoarsely. “Let me see it.” She giggled. “But you’ve seen it so many times,” she said. “I never tire of seeing it. Let me see it wide open and those fingers working it.” She eased herself back and put her legs up, I presume’ on the desk and then, with her middle fingers, parted her pussy lips and a long, red nailed finger, circled her clit and slowly stroked her wet slit til she reached her hole and slid it in, Just the tip at first and slowly pumping it back and forth until the whole finger was inside her. I heard her gasp and guessed she’d had a mini tremor down there. Another giggle. “I have a new toy,” she purred. “Really?” “Oh yes. Would you like to see it?” “Oh I would,” I said. She had a selection of toys and I often dreamed of her using them on me and herself. Now she reached off screen and returned with a massive dildo. “Meet Percy,” she said. “Fucking hell, Misty. That thing will never fit into you.” She giggled and began to rub it between her cunt lips. I could see the come glistening on the tip of it and she worked it back and forth coating it all over the huge knob. Then it was at her hole.and easing it open and sliding in. I heard a slight moan and guessed it was really stretching her to her limits. Pumping it a few times it finally slid into her. “Wait,” she said a little breathlessly. And reached out of shot and came back with another vibrator. She stood and turned and knelt on her chair and the screen jumped. I guess her foot caught the computer. But she was kneeling on the chair, the massive vibrator buried deep inside her cunt and now she was sliding the other, smaller on into her arse. I was really pumping my prick now. Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a picture on the edge of the screen. It was a group shot. I was stunned. I had seen something exactly the same. At last I might be able to find out exactly who Misty was. “Work those vibrators for me, Misty,” I said. “Keep going.” I jumped up and ran out of my little office and upstairs. Throwing open the door I reached up to take a picture off the wall and there she was. Misty. Not in the picture but on the stool in front of me! “Misty!” “Dad!. I…what did you call me?” “Julie, I mean.” My daughter turned and looked at the screen of her computer then back at me. “Oh,Fuck!” she said. “Oh, fuck indeed.” I was livid. “What do you think you’re doing?” There was silence for a moment then she looked up at me and a smile spread across her face. “Actually, father dear. I’m doing what you asked me to do and I think you find it pretty exciting.” “How dare you…” I began but she laughed. “Come on, Dad.” she said. “A woman can hide it but in a man it stands out a mile. Well, eight inches.” I was flabbergasted. I’d completely forgotten I was totally naked. But I have to admit I was flattered too. Eight inches? No wonder women are crap at parking. “Julie,” I said as calmly as I could. “Would you do me a favour?” “Yes. What?” “Turn off the bl**dy vibrator.” She reached down and pressed the end. The humming stopped. “You could remove it too while you’re about it.” I said. She sat back on her stool and winced slightly. I don’t think it had been up as far as she’d just pushed it. “No, daddy dear,” she said and a big grin was on her face. “You want it out of your Misty - you take it out of her.” “Julie…” “Misty, Daddy. When we’re both stark, bollock naked and at least one of us has got the horn up to his eyebrows, then I’m Misty.” She took my hand and guided it to the protruding end of the massive dildo. “We shouldn’t.” I said knowing that there was no fucking way I could stop now. “I know we shouldn’t. That’s what makes it so fucking delicious. Now let me see you suck my juice off that while I suck that fucking prick I’ve been lusting after for so fucking long.” I pulled the dildo from her and put it to my mouth. Her juice was sweet. Far sweeter than her mothers ever was. And copious. So much of it. I moaned as she took my prick deep into her mouth and sucked and licked at it. I knew the argument was lost. I was going to fuck this little whore in every way I could think of.. I pulled away and bent down, placing one arm around her shoulder and the other under her knees I lifted her up and carried her to the bed. Gently I placed her on it and spread her legs wide. I could see just the pink end of the other vibrator up her arse but decided it was best left there. I bent my head forward and ran the tip of my tongue between her cunt lips. She groaned and her hands pushed on the back of my head and I lapped at her hot, wet cunt. Soon she was wriggling and bucking but I held on and she came with a scream and did something she’d never done on screen. She squirted. I had my mouth over her hole and took the lot. She pushed me away and scrambled up the bed. “Oh my God, Dad.” she said. “I’m so sorry.” “What for?” “I pissed myself.” I laughed and pulled her onto her back and lay between her spread legs. “Daft bitch,” I said. “You’ve come that’s all.” And my prick slid easily into her well stretched hole and we fucked. Long, hard and dirtily. She was calling me all the filthy wankers she could and I was whispering that she was the best fuck I’d ever had. And I wasn’t lying. She was brilliant. And she knew when I was ready. She held my face between her hands and looked into my eyes. “Come on, you fucking bastard,” she was saying. “Fill my fucking cunt up. Let your little fucking whore have her load of cream.” And I did. It felt massive and she smiled and moaned as I pumped it into her. Finally I fell onto her, absolutely exhausted. “No!” she said. “Not yet.” She rolled me onto my back and straddled me in a sixty-nine and engulfed my prick. All I could do was to eat the cunt I’d just filled. “Twenty-two?” I said. She laughed. “So I added four years on. Unlike the dirty old fucker who took ten years off.” And we drifted off to sl**p to recover. I woke first and nearly had a fit. It was almost time for my wife to return. I woke Julie and dashed back to my little office downstairs and had just finished dressing when Katrina called from the hall to say she was home. Taking a deep breath I went out and greeted her with a kiss and down the stairs came a demure Julie, Hair in a pig-tail. She welcomed her mother home. “Hello love,” Katrina said. “Had a good day?” “Fulfilling,” Julie said. “Just wanted to run through some numbers for the band,” She went over to the piano and sat. “What’s that one that has the fantastic line about helpless as a kitten up a tree?” I asked. “Misty,” my wife said heading for the drinks cabinet. “Yes. Play Misty for me, Julie,” I said. “I love you playing Misty.”NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-39860078734868203302013-07-23T08:07:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.475-07:00Craigslist (real life) SeXStoRYRecently being in this new city where I know nobody, and was so fucking horney I was gonna die, I placed an ad on Craigslist. I got countless responses which I couldn't keep organized. Like a hardcore full time job juggling all these perspective hot cocks at my disposal. After hours and hours of weeding them out, I landed on one guy who seemed possibly perfect for a very simple job. All I wanted was to be fucked good and hard. No fuss, no muss. I wanted him to be young, able to fuck over and over again, and I wanted him to bring weed since I have no access to any where I am. He was really cool on the phone, offered to bring alcohol. I don't really drink ever, but I thought under the circumstances, it might help. So we decided on JD and coke. When he arrived I was floored! How lucky was I !!! He was just the kind of guy I would normally hang with, normally want to fuck. and He was MINE for the evening. Great personality, really pleased with what he saw of me. It was ON! We sat on my patio table drinking for a bit, talking, I couldn't be more happy and excited. Really scored! I get turned off really easily but there was absolutely nothing wrong with this guy at all. Flawless according to my own specific taste. Suddenly I wanted his cock. I led him to my white leather recliner chair and pulled his pants down. His cock was perfect size. I'm not great at estimating size but maybe 8" and thick. I craved sucking him. I love the way my tongue feels against a cock, I love to suck hard, the taste of pre cum, I love to grip hard, I'm not delicate and not a tease. I worked him good for quite a while as he complimented me in total surprise as if he thought I would be lame or something... And let him cum down my throat. yum... We talked some more and then I blew him again. Yum!!! Then I blew him a 3rd time. We smoked a little of his so-so herb, drank a little more JD then went to my bed. By then my buz was on and it was his turn to please me. I normally am not that great at dictating just how i want things but in this case, he got 3 blow jobs already, lucky guy, so it wasn't unreasonable thinking back, that I kept directing him to fuck me harder and faster. He was large, he was thick, it felt amazing and had been a few months since I'd been fucked anyway so I needed this bad. He kept fucking me harder and deeper, faster, as I held onto his shoulders for dear life, angling my cunt so his cock would reach my cervix just right. He really gave me all I could have hoped for. But he was exhausted at the end. I worked him literally as hard as he could be worked, I was impressed how well he did, seriously! I would have loved to keep using him for this all night, just making him fuck me exactly like that all night long over and over, but he was sl**py from all that cum release. So I let him take a quick nap which bored me and i got up to walk my dog, which was his cue for him to get out of here.. which he did. I lost his name and email, his phone number in the shuffle of the other notes I had tried to keep organized lol and lost a great fuck buddy in the process. Goddammit! :( I've gotten endless follow up emails from that post, not sure which might be him so I haven't responded to any of them. None of them indicated that we actually met already so I dunno. It's been maybe 4 weeks or more, so it's sort of too late now anyway. He's feeling rejected if he did write me and I didn't respond, so I have to start all over. I want someone exactly like him to be hot and horney at least a few times a week if not daily, spontaneously, for quickies and all nighters, and whoever i end up finding, if i do another search is going to be one lucky guy if he likes nutting no less than 3 times per session. I hate these categories we have to submit our stories under, since really they mislead the readers. to me this is just regular sex, maybe not every girl gets strangers off cragislist and resorts to freaking vibrators and frustration but i have my "friends" and i have my whims which on a few occasions, I fixed with CL strangers. I do love married men and strangers. I do like to keep communication down to a minimum, chit chat is such a buz kill when it's supposed to be a stranger solely to use each other... nespa? so excuse the misleading categories, they f***e me to use them.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-15160163413524205052013-07-23T06:26:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.510-07:00Grandparents best friends! SeXStoRYNow I'm really into older women and men. Something about their bodies get me hard! So a few weekends ago i went to vist my grandparents they have a huge house and cool cars and toys like that. But when i got their they were gone and their best friends Ann and Mick were housesitting. Now Ann is 60 but with a body of a 30 year old nice ass and huge tits. And Mick is just a sexy hairy man with a nice cock. After saying our hellos and telling them that my young marrage was over they told me to stay and have lunch with them. I told them i would cook i forget what i made but it must have been good! After everyone was done Ann said well lets have some dessert and here an Mick walked me upstairs too the bedroom. they both underdressed and told me i better do the same. Soon we were all nude and kissing one another! Then Ann pulled me onto the bed and into her hairy mature pussy i started to fuck her and she said well get in here Mick he said i think i will! He got behind me and slipped his cock in my ass and started to fuck me. So i was fucking Ann hard and Mick was fucking me hard! After about half an hour of this Mick said i'm cumming he pulled out and let lose on my face and it was so yummy! Ann rocketed to a huge orgasm and told me to cum deep in her pussy. After giving her all i had we all went and showered off. Were i gave it to Mick and he loved it! I went home with the biggest smile ever! I still play with Ann and Mick when ever they call!NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-28124041724682168552013-07-23T05:39:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.439-07:00Lynn Shell Tells All SeXStoRY[video][/video]I want you to know how much I enjoy how kinky you are. You know my s****r and I are not your average girls. The men who screw us call us whores and we are and I’m not afraid to admit it. I Love the feeling when a man takes his hard cock and rams it up my cant. I love when a man throws me against the wall and impales me with his rod. Last night I had sex with one man who fucked me like that and every time he rammed it inside me my feet dangle and I could feels his cock throbbing inside me. When he came it was with such f***e I had mutable orgasms. When he was done he just dropped me to the floor in a wet heap and called me a whore. That whole thing turned me on so bad that I couldn’t wait for the next man to fuck me. I love to dress sexy and have a man rip my clothes of me and f***e me to suck his cock until he blows his load and I swallow every drop. Last night I made love all night with several guys and it was great. The sex that I share with Amber is also incredible. Many people may look down on Amber and me because we love to share our bodies with both men and women but I feel so good after sex and so satisfied. I hope that doesn’t turn you off. So grab your shaft and pump a load all over my pics. Lynn ShellNEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-54701312373664884082013-07-23T02:20:00.000-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.205-07:00Jerking Off Onto My Wife's Best Friend! SeXStoRYJust a few weeks ago I had to go to the office for a few hours to get some work done. Knowing I'd be gone for a few hours, my wife, Linda, made plans with her best friend Kelly to go out shopping. That Saturday came and I left to go the office. It was summertime and hot. Since it was the weekend, I just dressed in shorts and a golf shirt. When I left my, wife also left to go pick up Kelly and head on their way. I had been in the office for a few hours that Saturday when I received a call on my cell phone from my wife. Somehow, she had managed to lock herself and Kelly out of the house. She wanted to know when I was coming home so I could let them in. I told her I had another one to two hours. My wife informed me that she could get into the backyard and so she and Kelly would lie out by the pool while they waited for me but she did ask if I could hurry up, as it was very hot outside. The time came for me to drive home. I pulled into the driveway and made my way to the backyard. I could see my wife and Kelly lying in the chaise lounges near the deep end of the pool. They were in a reclined position and their backs were to me as I walked in. As I surveyed the scene, I noticed clothes neatly dr**ed over the patio chairs. Apparently, they had made a trip to a liquor store because their bottles of wine coolers were empty. I walked up to the ladies and tossed my wife my key chain. To my great surprise, both of them had stripped down to their bras and panties so they could get a proper tan while they waited for me outside. Although not very different from a bikini, the reality of seeing a woman in her bra and panties thrills me as I feel like I'm seeing something I'm not normally supposed to be seeing! My wife was wearing a sexy black satin g-string with a matching black push-up bra. She had pulled her thick, long dark brown hair back into a ponytail. She always looked much younger than being 34 years old. My wife is hot and could pass for Mila Kunis twin with measurements of 32-25-32 on a 5'3" frame. The bra she was wearing made her modestly sized breasts look very sexy although it is her fit, tight ass that usually gets me aroused. What gets me ever more excited was the teeny black g-string she was wearing! I then turned my gaze to Kelly who always reminds me of Scarlett Johansson with a coed’s athletic body. Petite and tight, this 33-year old MILF looks great in bikinis and is very sexy too. Kelly must be a size 2 or 4 who is a hot C-cup and wears all cloths in size small. Now if I were to compare the two of them I would say my wife is hot, but I've always enjoyed viewing Kelly in her bathing suits at our get-togethers at the lake or at the pool. Her body was made for skimpy bathing suits with little strings. Her tanned skin was a good background for the hot pinks and whites she wore. She worked hard to keep her body in shape and was quite proud of it when summer came. Kelly was wearing a lacy white satin low-cut bra that fabulously showcased her wonderful tits, with a good portion of each visible. She also was wearing a shiny white satin bikini spaghetti sting panty that was incredibly tiny and snuggled against her lower half rather nicely. Her legs were crossed but I could tell the panties were very low cut. Sitting in her tiny bra and panties, Kelly had pulled her blond hair into a ponytail as well, and looked much more sexier than usual. I found myself unable to take my eyes off of her. My wife then began to tell me detail by detail what the girls did that afternoon and how they got locked out of the house. I pretended to listen to her but kept my visual vice grip on Kelly. The view of her lacy bra barely holding in her tits and her tiny white shiny satin panties made my cock stir inside my boxers. As my wife continued talking, Kelly noticed I was seriously checking her out. She smiled at me and slowly spread her legs to give me a better view of her panties. As she did this, I realized the front panel of her panties were truly miniscule and I could see some pubic hairs peeking out at top. My cock was now straining to get free and I hesitated trying to figure out what to do about my visible erection. Kelly must have realized my growing hard-on because she kept a visual lock on my crotch, while her smile and eyes widened. She responded by spreading her legs even wider and given me more of the satin fabric of her panties to look at. I got a full glimpse of her nice, thick camel toe and could see the complete outline of her neatly trimmed bush narrow and long like a landing strip. At this point I became fully engorged. My cock was now pointing straight at Kelly. I was proud of my tool and wanted Kelly to see how much she was turning me on. I made no effort to hide it or talk it down. At this point, both ladies could no longer ignore my erect cock. Kelly went first. "My God! What happened to you?" she asked me, somewhat rhetorically. "Oh, that's just Mike!" my wife exclaimed. "He can't handle seeing a woman in her panties. That’s quite a fetish of his. Just ignore them both and maybe it'll go away." Kelly turned her eyes to mine and asked matter-of-factly, "Do you like the panties I'm wearing? Are they making you hard?" "Yeah, they're hot! I really like them" I said. "Well, I show you mine if you show me yours." Kelly proposed. I looked at my wife and she nodded approvingly. "Go a head and show her but remember, the holes that dick goes in are mine." I unzipped my shorts, reached into my boxers and pulled out my rock-hard dick for both girls to see. I stood there proud of my tool and further turned on by my wife's willingness to show me off to her best friend. I suspected the wine coolers had something to do with this, but I didn’t mind. "Wow, that's really a nice cock!" Kelly said. "Now I'll show you mine." And with that, she unhooked her bra strap in back and removed it. Her perfectly shaped tits came free and her nipples were spectacular, slightly upturned, pointing more up then out. Her areolas were very dark and large. While her tits were flawless and I enjoyed seeing them, I was expecting she'd show me her bush. I felt like I got swindled. But my dick didn't mind and strained even further almost trying to reach out and touch her wonderful tits. The girls giggled when they saw I realized I had been conned. I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it lightly and asked the women which one wanted to put in their mouths. They laughed again and my wife reached out and stroked my erect penis. "I'll tell you what, "Kelly said to me, "if you'll jerk yourself off for me and Linda right here, right now, I'll give you my panties that you like so much." "Ooh, "my wife cooed, "That's a good offer. If he wins he will probably rub your panties all over his cock." My wife said teasingly. I removed my shorts and boxers and knelt on Kelly's chaise lounge, my knees between hers. I wanted her to have a good view of me as I masturbated. I also wanted a closer look at those panties. I spit into the palm of my right hand and began to stroke my cock slowly, pointing it right at Kelly's face. My wife sat up in her lounge and gave herself a front row seat to my stroke session. With one hand, Kelly began to rub one of her tits. The other hand snaked down to her panties and she began to rub her pussy through the thin satin fabric. I was very turned and knew I wouldn't last long. I focused on Kelly's tiny white satin panties that barely covered her neat little bush. As I continued to stroke with my right hand, I brazenly reached out with my left hand and grabbed Kelly's tit and massaged it. "I really like your cock, Mike. It's so thick. I bet you make a great fuck. I bet you really stretch Linda's pussy." Kelly said. She continued stroking her pussy on the outside of the fabric and I thought I could see signs of wetness showing on the thin white satin. Her eyes never left my cock. "Oh yeah, that thick cock of his really fills my pussy," my wife responded. "When the head gets purple that means he's close, " my wife advised Kelly. "Mike, you look so hot jerking yourself off for Kelly and me." "Are her panties sexy?" my wife asked. "You like seeing my best friend in her bra and panties, don't you?" Are you going to cum over all over her?" My stroking picked up speed and I added more saliva to keep my cock slick. I let my wife know I was getting close. My wife, who was sitting to my side and facing me, stuck her index finger in her mouth and got it really slick and wet. She removed it from her mouth and excess saliva dripped to the ground. Before I knew it, my wife had slipped that index finger in my ass. The sensation of my wife's finger in my tight ass sent me over the edge. At the same time, my wife gently cupped my engorged balls with her other hand. "Oh God, I'm going to cum," I nearly screamed. The pace of my hand on my rock-hard and thick cock became frenzied as my wife's finger fucked my ass. "Oh yeah, cum for me! Cum on my tits!" Kelly encouraged with a big smile on her face. Her gaze was focused on the swollen head of my cock. I did as I was told and shot huge loads of cum all over Kelly's perfect tits. As I shot, I leaned closer to her to make sure my aim was true. My wife's finger fucking of my ass contributed to the enormous load of cum I had sprayed all over Kelly's bountiful breasts. My orgasm was so intense my body began to quiver all over as I held my cock in my right hand and finished squirting my cum all over my wife’s best friend. "Oh my God! " Kelly exclaimed, "I've never seen so much cum in one shot!" Kelly then began to rub my cum into her tits as if it were lotion. I had shot so much cum on to them that she was able to cover both tits with my warm semen. She massaged her tits slowly with a lip-biting grin on her face. My wife slowly removed her finger from my ass. With her other hand, she grabbed the base of my cock and turned me toward her. She stuck my still-hard cock in her mouth and cleaned me off. Her warm, wet mouth was heavenly. Once I gained composure and my breath, Kelly stood up from the chaise lounge. She turned her back to me so that I could see the backside of my new prize. Her tiny white string bikini panties were very low in the rear and a few inches of ass crack was evident. Although not a thong, the panties only covered about half of each of her tight little ass cheeks. They looked incredibly sexy on her and I couldn't wait to enjoy them later. "Well, a deal's a deal." Kelly said and, with that, she slowly slid her panties off her ass and down her legs. She tossed them on the chaise by me, taking great pain not to let me see her pussy. Kelly and Linda got up, grabbed my keys, and proceeded to enter the house. As they walked in, I could hear them giggle. I grabbed Kelly's tiny white satin panties and put the crotch up to my nose. I inhaled deeply and savored the wonderful aroma of Kelly's pussy. Her scent was exquisite and the fabric was damp with the wetness of her pussy. I managed to lie down in the chaise and dr**ed the panties over my nose. I closed my eyes and began to plan for the first time I would fill them with my cum. For now, though, rest.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605886082811399541.post-71037449135998942952013-07-22T21:08:00.001-07:002013-07-26T01:32:53.646-07:00Memoirs continued ................................ SeXStoRYWe continued the rounds of the workhouse and at one point found Miss Harrington sitting on a chair pretending to be dusting. When I challenged her, she sort to suggest that elderly ladies like her should be treated with respect and not be f***ed to do menial work. She even tried to suggest that I was already exceeding my role and would petition the vicar for my removal. Seeing the vicar played little part in my appointment, I almost laughed at her but just said, "We will see, Miss Harrington, we will see." I gave her no hint as to what I planned for her. Cook was shocked when I sat at the head of the refectory table for lunch and ordered her to sit on my left hand side. She had expected me to eat in my room and to have hers in the kitchen with Jack and her assistant. The three of us and Jack would have better food than the rest. I may be a hard man as far as discipline goes but I do believe in giving good food to all the inmates. If the women were to be my playthings and paying amusements for my customers, they would need to have some flesh covering their ribs. I had already felt how thin Alice was. "Cook," I instructed, "Put all the food into the one pot and serve it from there to everyone." Her face nearly went blue. The thin gruel she served from that pot was tasteless water. "How long have you been cook? I asked. "Three years Sir. I didn’t expect you to eat that stuff Sir. I made yours special." "Is the allowance you have for food insufficient then Cook?" "It is none too much Sir." "But methinks you could do more with it, Cook." Cook looked down and I resolved to go over her accounts. At the end of the poor meal, I stood and gave a little speech detailing what I expected of the women in future, the punishment system and the way the workhouse would be run. As was to be expected the punishment system caused most concern. It was of course Miss Harrington that chose to be most vociferous in her condemnation especially when I intimated that all punishments would be carried out with the recipient completely naked and they would be available afterwards for sexual pleasure. My speech ended with the statement, "Normally most punishments will be carried out on Saturday evenings in front of invited guests who will help to pay for some of the running costs of this place and the funds will help to provide you with better food and lodging conditions. However, because of the laxity and disrespectful behaviour of three members of this community, I will punish them here and now, unless they wish to leave immediately taking with them only those things they personally own and were not supplied by the workhouse." I knew of course, they would have come with almost nothing and clothing would have been given them from the workhouse store, a store that was donated by charities. "The three for punishment now are, Miss Harrington, Mrs. Warboys and Cook. Of course it was Miss Harrington that again, voiced her opinions and refused to remove her dress or allow herself to be punished, deeming herself too old for that sort of thing. For a few moments I left them and returned with my case of canes and a whip. "Much as I prefer the birch, I doubt if there are any ready made and steeped here. Miss Harrington, are you going to undress and take the caning I intend to give you or will I have Jack hold you down while I whip your buttocks until you are ready to take your clothes off and then give you your caning. Either way you will receive your due." Still the woman protested, maybe thinking I would desist. "Jack, hold that woman down across the table." Noticing the gleam in his eye, I knew I would have a collaborator. He no doubt had suffered from the woman’s sharp tongue and in a trice she was firmly held. "Alice, lift the woman’s shift and remove any undergarments that obscure her buttocks. Alice trembled as she did so. I bade everyone to move where they could see the whip land and the resulting welts. I laid on three good strokes which brought forth a tremendous wailing from the woman. "Are you ready to undress?" I asked. "You’re a perverted Satan!" she spat. I laid on another three and repeated my question. "No more," she cried, "You’ll kill me. An old woman can’t take any more." For the third time I asked if she was ready to undress. This time she nodded yes. We all watched as the shift came off and her wizened flesh and sagging breasts were revealed. I had Jack tie her hands to an overhead beam and picked up a cane. There was fear in her eyes now and amidst her crying and howling she pleaded with me not to cane her. She felt her punishment had already been given. I felt otherwise and laid four strokes of the cane across her back, four more across the back of her thighs, and a further four across the front. At my instructions we left her there writhing for five minutes. Her modesty was gone. All she thought about was the pain. Until I told Jack he could take her. I had noticed the bulge in his breeches and on his opening them, revealed a rod of large proportions. From the unfazed reactions of most of the women, I guessed they had seen it before. Jack lifted the hanging woman behind the knees and lowered her on to his throbbing prick. Seeing he had some difficulty in entering, one of the women splayed the old ladies cunt and guided Jack’s cock in. "My God, she’s tight and dry," groaned Jack but nevertheless pulled her in by her sore arse and then pounded her like she was thirty years younger. Some of the onlookers had tears in their eyes but many of the younger ones just looked a little hot and I dare say they felt more than a little aroused. Cook and Mrs. Warboys looked very afraid and were openly crying. Jack came surprisingly quickly so Miss. Harrington's ordeal didn’t last as long as I hoped and she was taken down but not allowed to dress. It was now Cook’s turn. She undressed at the first order. More food had obviously entered her mouth as there was plenty of meat on her bones. Cook was about forty years old and still in good condition. Her titties were full and her nipples responded to my kneading them. When I placed my hand between her thighs, I found she was wet. The caning of Miss Harrington had turned her on but a dozen strokes of the cane soon had her singing loudly. Although I didn’t really hurt her tits, I did flick them with the cane and made them move around. Glancing around at the watching women, I noted their horrified expressions. They now knew their lives here would change. Jack untied her and laid her along one of the refectory benches. I ordered two girls to hold her legs well apart. Again I felt her cunt and it was still wet so I had no trouble in rogering her and I too soon spurted my seed. Alice was somewhat shocked when I ordered her to kneel in front of me and suck my cock clean. Had I not pointed to where she should kneel with the cane, she might have refused but wisely she guessed it was less painful to comply. She did a passable job but would need some training. "You know what to do Mrs. Warboys," I ordered but she started to plead and beg until I picked up the whip and caught her chest with a good lash. She screamed and turned away from me, hugging her bosom with her arms. My second swipe swung upwards and caught the back of her thighs well towards the crease with her arse. Another scream and she fell to the floor and I was able to put the third across her stomach. "Are you going to undress now Mrs. Warboys?" I asked. A whimpered, "Yes," and she started to unbutton her shift. Despite having hit through clothing, the whip marks were clear and painful looking, especially the one across her tits. That had been a good blow, even if it was a lucky one and once she was strung to the beam I took the opportunity to knead them causing her further distress. From my close proximity to her, I could tell from the smell, her body, like the others, had not been washed for some time and resolved to ensure more personal cleanliness for the inmates in the very near future. I gave her a similar dozen strokes to Miss Harrington, laying them on good and hard to the younger woman. Jack still hadn’t fastened his breeches and I could see he was half hard so I suggested he took her in any way he wanted. In moments he had her bent over the table and was thrusting into her doggie style, heedless of her cries as he loins banged hard against the well caned arse. Wanting to add further humiliation and to reinf***e my authority with the others, I ordered the three still naked women to stand in the centre of the room with their feet apart and their hands behind their necks. Each of the onlookers then had to go to them and feel the heat from the stripes and to finger their sperm filled cunts. I rounded this session off with another lecture on the behaviour I expected from them and expounded on how their laziness of the past months was at an end. This was a workhouse and they were expected to work, if they didn’t they would be punished and punished hard and always they would be naked and might well be in front of others when it happened. I also mentioned the standard of personal cleanliness and I would closely inspect each and every one of them while they were bathed in the kitchen that very afternoon. An hour later, the bath was set up and I ordered Alice to be the first. She was cleaning my room when I called her. Slowly and shyly she undressed and I could see that with a little feeding up she would have a very attractive body, one that should bring in a decent revenue. When I felt her breasts she blushed and started writhing when I felt her cunt and played with her clit. "Don’t be shy Alice," I said, "You body is your greatest asset and may well get you away from here eventually. I shall be training you with my cock to please my friends and you may then be able to charm them into becoming their mistress or even their wife." Although my ministrations with her caused my cock to rise, I wanted to wait and savour her more fully in bed that night. Though the afternoon I inspected and minutely examined all the inmates. Most were quite fuckable if presented properly. While the majority seemed to resent the way I checked their personal cleanliness one or two didn’t seem to mind at all and allowed me to bring them off with my hand. Only one was younger than Alice and she had come from the orphanage two weeks previously but wasn’t a virgin. I gather the orphanage staff took care of that. Her name was Martha and seeing her tight little cunnie and bumhole I almost gave up my resolve to wait till I’d had Alice in bed. At teatime the meal .....’ "Oh my God!" screamed Margaret, "Look at the time! Should have started the meat cooking half an hour ago. Jeremy will be annoyed. Just have to hope he’s late too." If anything Jeremy was a few minutes early but to Margaret’s surprise he didn’t seem to be unduly concerned so she hoped it would all pass over. That was until he said, "I think it is time we opened the cane roll Margaret, don’t you?" Chapter 7. Lateness gets punished "Jeremy, no, please no. I couldn’t help it. I was working on that diary book of yours and didn’t notice the time." "Yes, and I expect it got you so horny you just sat and played with yourself," retorted Jeremy smiling. "No Jeremy, please. I didn’t even read it properly. I only saw the code words as I typed them. I didn’t even go back and correct the text. I’m sorry Jeremy. Dinner will only be half an hour late." "That’s not the point Margaret. I gave you a simple task and you failed me. However, we’ll eat first and then read the diary text to put us in the mood and if I think you have half an excuse I will allow you to chose the cane and I will decide on which part of your body to use it. Or would you prefer I chose the cane and you the part of the body for me to use?" "Neither Jeremy. Sometimes I think you are as cruel as my father." Rather than start arguing with her, Jeremy left the kitchen and started to read the story on computer. It certainly got him horny and ready for his session with Margaret later. He decided to up the stakes a little when he returned. "There are rather a lot of mistakes in your typing Margaret. Perhaps we ought to add those to the punishment tonight." Margaret became very angry. "Jeremy, Colonel, you are most unfair. I told you I hadn’t read through the document yet. Yes, some of those mistakes may be my typing errors. I know I haven’t become familiar with that particular keyboard yet but they are not all my mistakes. Josiah made mistakes with his coding too and as with the last piece I typed I will have to guess at some of the words. The writing is almost illegible in places even with a good light. No, I don’t think I deserve further punishment for that, nor for the fact that you read the story before it was ready to be presented to you. You are very unfair. Unjust. I thought that was something that was against your principles. You said you were strict by fair. Is that now not the case?" Realising she was right, Jeremy agreed to only punish her for being late with the meal. However, Margaret still seethed with resentment and they ate in strained silence.NEIL Gonsoulinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704702049748250761noreply@blogger.com0