Real Self Bondage at Work! SeXStoRY

Ok, so yesterday, I did pretend bondage in the workplace. Today was different. Hose, heels, black skirt this time, and a white blouse, sleeves rolled up. I went to the restroom around 1:30pm to do my little thing. Originally, I was only going to bring one pair of quick-release cuffs and some packaging for my mouth, but I also brought with me a pair of soft ankle cuffs. It was easy, have a big purse. First thing I did after sitting down was to cuff my ankles, soft and tight on my ankles, feet were only two inches away from each other. Next, I had some unrolled gauze. I have a small mouth so it’s easy to pack. Pushed it past my teeth. Couldn’t close my mouth. I wanted to use something to cover my mouth, but was too nervous to use tape or a bandana (mebbe next time). Plus was worried about marks. I unrolled my sleeves and buttoned the cuffs. Slapped one cuff on my left wrist, made as tight as possible over the shirt cuffs (trying to avoid marks). Then put my wrists behind me and cuffed my other wrist. Then someone came in, I wasn’t worried, I was at the far end, plus I wasn’t moving around or making noise yet. Still, it was a little bit of a thrill! After she left, I started squirming on the toilet seat. I pulled at my cuffs and whimpered softly. I tried pulling my legs apart, no luck. I leaned forward, struggling. I was pretending that I had been k**napped, placed in the stall, waiting for the door to open by someone who wanted to do me… I stood up and leaned against one side of the stall and tried to bring my hands to my side. And forgetting where I was for a moment, I pulled real hard on the wrist cuffs, straining and looking up and muffled, “Help!” through the gauze. I writhed against the door for a little while, ummphhing and whimpering. After a little while, the gauze was getting nasty. I undid my cuffs and spat the gauze into the toilet. Mouth felt like it was dried out and had a nasty taste. But after cleaning up, I still had to wait a couple of minutes; I was really flushed and very wet. All told it was about ten minutes from beginning to end. Had a smile for the rest of the day!

why i'm into cuckold SeXStoRY

I have got'n found of cuckold life style and would like to have a wife to share it. I would like her to be an uninhibited cock and cum slut and would never get enough so into gang bangs. I would recruit as many big cocks with huge cum loads for her to give sloppy blow jobs ans take cum loads in her cunt and up her ass for my viewing pleasure. I like the idea of her ass and cunt being stretch to the max from more than one cock in each hole at once. sample of a romantic night: I tell her that I'm going to gather a bus full of bulls from craigslist and xhamster friends. She's exited so gets ready by shaving every hair below her neck and puts plastic sheets on our bed for us to bask in all the slimmy jizz over flow. The party starts with her on the bed then I oil up her body. The room has over ten hung bulls. As I massage her body three od them com over and put there dicks in her face. She tries to get at least two in her mouth at a time making slurpy noises and drooling over her tits. I rub my face in her tits to be close to sloopy cock sucking. She gages as a huge cum load shoots in her mouth an the other guy splaters her face. Cum ran over her tits I was sucking. She rolled on he belly and put her face on an other cock. I got behind her and pulled up her ass and sped her cheeks. I rubed my sticky face in her ass cheeks and togue fucked her ass hole. When I came up for air guys lined up to fuck her. She continuid sucking dick to get them hard because she wanted there cum in her holes. after her pussy tock a couple of loads her pusy was dripping. The sweeet hart she is, she wanted to share her sloppy fucked pussy with me. She told me to lay back and got on top of me 69 across the bed for her access at front and back. Her swollan puss dripping on my face looking up at her ass hole. She's still sucking cocks and puts my dick in her mouth with other cocks. When they get hard they come from behind and stick there cock in her ass while I'm eating her pussy. I couldn't believe how big a cock could fit in her ass. his balls drew up as his dick plunged then unloaded. Her wide upen ass didn't close before as a white river flowed out onto the pusst I'm eating. Than an other slips in he slimmy ass when I'm soaked to my ears in her pussy. I was so into it I nearly forgot her mouth until I felt a cock shoot a big hot load in her mouth around my dick. She drooled his hot creamy load over my dick, over my balls and onto my ass. She rubbed his cum on my balls and used the lube to put her fingers in my ass. That felt great/ is why I love for her to circle suck a group when she sucks my dick. All this time several guys pumped and over filled her ass hole in my face. My face and her cunt was soaking wet from cum farts. My head was in a pond of cun om the plastic sheets. We both neede to catch our breath. She got up and we shared wet cummy kisses. We still had lots more guys to cum to have fun with. I sat up and hugged her ass up with my body with her crotch in my face as her tongue in my ass. Then all the remainder of to cocks filled her ass. It was so hot when two cocks filled her ass at the same time. <I love her gapped fucke ass hole full of cum> I coughdn't even see her gash any more because of a ton of cum bubbling over from her holes I submerged my face in it to find my way around into hr hole with my tongue. But after all the numbers of over size cocks she has had ther is to much left over deep in her. So! after we used all those bull to fill her to feed me we sent them home. I layed flat on my back on a pond of jizz in the plastic sheet She stradled my head. spred her ass cheeks. She was hell bent to gage me with dicharging cum loads doun my throat and over my face with a bus load of bull's cum. <you gotta love her> I had so much fun tongue drilling and suck out as much fuck juice from her slut holes. She licked up much of the mess too. We went on licking and spitting jizz on and in each other. After dinner she said "Hey! Not even enough! I need more cock an cum!" I held back my cum this long because I know it was impossable to give he enough. She sucked my dick to death and thrashed my ass hole. "Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!" I thought she was gonna fuck into my grave but I liked it. Can't wait! I hope A hundred isn't enough And she makes me clean her up then raze the bar Thats why I"m into cuckold.

Late Night Gym Session of Fucking SeXStoRY

I consider myself in good shape. I lift four days a week and do cardio the other three; I won’t win any Mr. Universe titles but you can see each of my abs. I am strong and toned at about six feet tall. I weigh in at a lean 175 with short brown hair and 28 years of age. I have never had problems with the ladies either. I had a serious girlfriend of about two years at the time of that night. I was on my second day of a long business trip in an unfamiliar city. On some trips, my girlfriend came along but not this time. I really needed to hit the gym after a long day. I arrived at the gym at about 11 PM which is the latest I have ever gone to a gym. I went to the front desk and signed in. Only two other people were there when I arrived. The two men were in their late twenties maybe early thirties and both in great shape. One looked like he was about to finish up judging by the large sweat stains filling his grey shirt and gym shorts. I headed to the locker room to change out of my dress clothes and into my gym clothes. The locker room had light brown walls and tiled floors of the same color. On the right was a large communal shower with seven shower heads. On the left was a wall of lockers and three benches. In the back was a collection of bathroom stalls and sinks. It was a very open locker room compared to what I was used to. I walked over to one of the lockers and started to strip out of my clothes and took off my shoes. As soon as my pants were off and I was in just my black boxers, one of the men walked in. He already had his shirt off. His locker was about eight feet away from the one I was using and he quickly pulled his shorts and boxers off and grabbed a towel. Once in a while I have quickly checked out what other guys had to offer but it was never more than a glance. This time though, I caught myself staring at his sweaty package. He had a thick penis with a fair amount of hair covering his balls. It hung about three inches but was clearly flaccid. He turned and walked toward the showers, his cock and balls swung as he walked. I don’t think he noticed me and I was glad he didn’t. I pulled my boxers down and noticed my own shaved penis was semi hard. I quickly pulled on my black spandex compression shorts and noticed how good my cock looked in the slightly shiny shorts. I put on my basketball shorts, pulled on a quick dry shirt and tied my shoes. I grabbed a towel, locked up my stuff and headed out to the gym. I went through my normal routine which started off with some light cardio, sit ups, and then free weights that depend on the day and type of workout. It usually only takes me an hour for a really good workout. That night happened to be a chest day and I decided to finish up with bench. I put 205 on the bar and did a couple of warm up sets. Then I put 245 on and put the clips on. “You need a spot?” I heard from my left side. I had forgotten the other guy was still there. He had short brown hair and clearly had a regular work out routine. He had good sized arms and was wearing a grey shirt missing the sleeves. He was wearing a pair of black shorts that ran mid thigh and were baggy, especially for shorts that short. “Um, sure. I guess it wouldn’t hurt,” I said. I didn’t really need a spot but I was tired and figured it might be a good idea, especially if he was offering. I lied down on the bench and placed my hands on the bar. I looked up to see if my spotter was ready. I couldn’t see his face because his shorts were over my forehead and blocked my view. Normally spotters aren’t that far over the person they are spotting and I couldn’t help but notice he didn’t have any boxers on. In fact, along his right leg I could see the head of his penis pointing straight down at me. I quickly looked away and started to lift. I didn’t want to say anything and make it awkward. I finished my first set and sat up. “Wow, you made that look easy. How long have you been lifting?” He asked. “Since high school I guess. I never really thought about it.” I was not one for small talk at the gym, but I wanted to be friendly. After two more sets I said, “Thanks for the spot. I think I am done for the night.” “It was my pleasure. I’ll see you in the locker room,” he said. At the time I didn’t pick up on what he was implying but it is clear looking back on it now that he had other intentions. I took the clips off and put the weights back on the rack. When I got into the locker room, the other guy was in the center shower. He was naked and facing the other way; his tight butt was exposed and water ran off it. I walked over to my locker and took my shirt off then my basketball shorts. I was looked down at my tight spandex shorts and noticed my cock was not hard. I pulled off my shorts and was completely naked. The locker room is set up so you don’t need to take a towel with you to the showers. There isn’t really a place to put it anyways. So I walked to the showers with my penis swinging between my legs and soap in my hand. I took the end shower and turned the water on. It felt good after a long workout and I forgot where I was. Water was rolling off my body and down my cock and balls. A stream of water also ran down my back and along my crack. I started to soap up and was looking at the wall. “I forgot my soap, do you mind if I borrow yours?” The man asked. He had moved closer to me to ask. I turned my head and noticed him standing in front of me. For some reason, my eyes were immediately drawn from his eyes to his cock. It was wet and semi hard. It was about four inches and hairless and drops of water dripped from the tip. His balls dangled below his cock and were also clean shaven. “Um, yeah,” I couldn’t hide the nervousness in my voice. I grabbed the soap and reached to put it into his hand. He held his hand low so that I couldn’t avoid looking at his cock in order to hand him the soap. I put it in his hands and he let his hand linger for a second. So did I with my eyes locked on his smooth penis. “Thanks,” he said. “You like what you see?” He turned the water on with his right hand while his left hand holding the soap didn’t move. He was at the shower head next to me and water started to run down his body and off his cock. “Oh, I am sorry. Excuse me.” I could feel myself turning red and I broke my stare to look at the wall and not him. “Don’t worry. You have a nice one, too,” He said and I could feel myself get even redder. I looked down to find my cock coming to life. It was pulsing as bl**d engorged it. I could not believe what was happening. I had always had curious thoughts involving what if’s but never thought it would actually occur. “No one will walk in on us. I figured since you are here so late you might want it. I can tell you’re little friend does,” he said with a playful voice. He knew when I stared that he could push me into anything. “You know you want to just take hold of my fat cock, don’t you?” “Um, I have never done anything like this. Don’t get the wrong idea here,” I said. My voice quivered with nervousness and a little excitement. I knew it was wrong and that made it so much more arousing. “The first time is always the best. I don’t bite. I’ll go slowly.” He turned the water off from both shower heads. He moved closer and I had, during the course of our conversation, turned towards him. We were standing face to face, cock to cock about two feet from each other. “I’ll start.” He placed his hands on the outside of my thighs as he slowly dropped to his knees. He worked his hands to the back of my thighs and moved them up my legs to my ass. He squeezed both checks and my heart rate soared. He had his eyes locked on mine and had a playful smile on his face. He edged his head closer to my now rock hard cock. He stuck out his tongue and grazed the tip. My cock was pulsing hard. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. My body was frozen and I was under his complete control. He moved the tip of his tongue in circles on the underside of my tip. A drop of precum oozed out my slit and he licked it up and spread it on the top of my shaft as he worked his way to the base. The feeling of his tongue sliding down my shaft was electric and I let out a soft moan. He stopped at the base and rolled his tongue to the underside of my shaft and worked it down to my balls. He worked my balls and opened his mouth and took my nuts into his warm, wet mouth. He clasped his lips on my balls and pulled til they popped out his mouth. I moaned again a little louder. He refocused on my tip, this time with his lips. He started to take my shaft into his mouth and work my thick, rock-hard cock. My cock was now a good 7 inches. A few more drops of precum dripped out. Then he pulled off and looked at me. “You like that don’t you?” “Oh yes. Don’t stop now,” I said in a soft moan. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll keep going but first you have to do something for me.” He got a playful look in his eyes as he squeezed my ass and stood up. Our cocks touched and mine jumped a little. “You like the feeling of my cock don’t you?” He wrapped his hand around both our cocks and started to stroke them. Then he stopped and let go of his but didn’t let go of mine. “Come with me.” He pulled me by my penis out of the shower area and back to a bench. He sat down and turned to face me again. His cock was standing at full attention and it had my full attention. “You want to touch it don’t you. Go ahead.” He grabbed my hand and guided it toward his tool. I continued to wrap my right hand around his warm, big, thick, veiny manhood. It felt so good in my hand and I could feel mine start to rise more than I thought it could. “Get down here big boy.” I dropped to my knees and pushed his legs apart. I took my hand off his cock and moved it to his inner thigh. I moved my head in between his legs and leaned in. The slit of his head was starring me in the face begging for me to taste it. My heart was pounding with excitement and anticipation. I couldn’t have turned back now if I wanted to. I slipped my eager tongue out my wet lips and landed it on the underside of his tip. The warmth of his cock felt sssooo good and I felt his penis jump just a little. I started to trace circles on his tip then slowly traced his vein to the base. Now at his base, I moved my lips onto the side of his shaft. I sucked in a little and slide my lips around until they met on the other side of his shaft. My mouth was salivating. I worked my lips up his shaft. My mouth took in his tip when I reached it. I turned my head so I could take his cock head on. I planted my tongue on the underside of his shaft and slowly bobbed my head up and down his cock. I took my left hand and tantalizingly worked from his inner thigh to the base of his shaft. I started to jack his cock in unison with my mouth. I could hear him moaning and I could feel precum oozing out the tip of my own cock. Moment’s later, precum oozed out his tip. It was sweet as it flowed onto my taste buds. I pulled my mouth off his cock to look at the wet tool before me. It invited me back as it glistened in the locker room lights. I moved my mouth down to his balls and started to lick his low hanging sack. His hairless balls felt so good on my tongue. I worked the underside of his balls and up to his region between his balls and ass hole. I slid the tip of my tongue halfway down, then back up to his balls. Then I went back down just past halfway, and back up, then back down a little farther, then back up again. I heard him let out a loud, long moan. He was loving it. I went up and down a few more times, each time a little closer to his hole. Then I went back up to his balls and took them into my mouth. They were warm and his sack was loose. They fit perfectly into my mouth and I worked them with my tongue. His cock rested on my check and his tip was near my ear. I pulled my mouth off and let his balls pop out one at a time.

sluts night on way home SeXStoRY

I walk pasta road side café on the way home from work and last night I needed to go to the loo, there is only one and it is out of order. It is 7:30pm and the café closes at 8pm. I feel embarrassed by walking in, so I order a coffee. There are 2 guys on one table, they are a bit loud and leery, although I wouldn’t mind them fucking me, I worry that they might make a scene. I go and sit by 2 guys who are a little more mature, I say hello to them as I sit down. I get my book out, but notice one of the older guys is looking at my breasts. I pull my top down slightly so the guy can see a bit of my cleavage. I reckon one was early 60’s and the other maybe late 60’s or early 70’s. They ask me what I am reading we talk a bit about the book…it’s a bit dirty…..and I tell them that I have just read about 2 guys fucking a woman. The guys get a twinkle in their eyes, and I begin to wonder if they would be on for a bit of fun. They ask me to join them…which I do. By this time, my bladder is beginning to throb, and this turns me on, I sit quite close to one of the guys, and he touches my knee as I sit next to him, I just smile and open my legs a little bit, his hands moves up my leg a bit, his fingers begin to get to my cunt, I am quite wet at this time, throbbing with excitement and with my full bladder. The guy opposite starts playing with his cock, I take my left shoe off and start to stroke him with my foot. The 2 other guys have left, and we are just left with the guy who is running the caf…he turns out to be a friend of the 2 who I am playing with. He closes the café, and turns off the main lights and asks if he can join in. I am so turned on by this stage that anything goes…I haven’t had proper sex for 2 years as hubby has erection problems. I get on top of the table, and open my legs, the tables can move, so whilst one of the guys takes off my knickers and starts to finger fuck me, the guy I was stroking with my foot gets his hard cock out and shoves it in my mouth, I start to suck, he has a big cock and I begin to gag but I don’t want him to stop. The café worker starts to get my tits out and sucks on them really hard, I start to wank him whist he is doing that. I then suddenly feel a hard cock up my fanny , the other 2 guys switch and I start to suck the café worker’s balls, I get them whole in my mouth, and wank him with one hand and start to wank the other guy. I feel the guy who is fucking me shoot his load into me, the café worker takes over and starts to suck my fanny and lick all the cum and juices from me. They then stand me up, and I get fisted up my fanny. I am turned on my tummy and something is shoved up me, it was a handle or a bottle or something, the café worker then his Cock in my arse, I then suck the cock and balls of the guy who has just cum in me, I taste my own juices. The caf workers eventually cums in my bum, they stand me up again and I feel another cock in my bum as he trusts in me one of the others stands in front of me im standing between the two now and his cock is probing for my fanny the first time ever i have my back and frount doors full at the same time I am so turned on that I want the whole world to fuck me. They continue this for some time, I suck one of the guys off, I am lost to who is who by this time, but he cums in my mouth and I swallow the whole load. My main problem now is I am dying to pee, I tell them this, the loo is out of order, but one of the guys asks me to piss in his mouth, so I oblige and sit over his mouth and try to get my piss in his mouth. He then licks me clean, one of the other guys needs to piss, and my arse hole is still expanded so he has a go at pissing in there, the guy that has just swallowed my piss, then licks my arse and cunt and gets what he can of the other piss. The guys were meeting to go dogging, and they ask me to go with them, one of them has a van, we soon get to the site, they open the back door, and any of the guys who are there dogging can cum and fuck me, by the end of the night, 6 other guys have fucked me, at one point I am having double penetration….I can barely feel it I am so numb. Suddenly I am left with just the café worker we go back to my car, he then asks to fuck my arse once again….I oblige. I did not get in until 4 am hubby was expecting me around 8 and would not talk to me for a few days i guess he is over it now

The Apprentice Kajira, Part 1: The Contract SeXStoRY

Christina accepted the contract with shaking hands, her large dark eyes cast down in embarrassment. She did not want this man, the Master she had so longed for, to see her uncertainty. What if He thought her unworthy; undisciplined? Yet inside she still had lingering doubts. Could she really surrender her freedom and humanity, even to the man who had so completely captured her heart? Was she willing to forgo all of the pleasures and rights of a citizen; her right to a job and property and the all of the lofty, dignified privileges of a modern female? Would she chafe at the bit and become so incorrigible that she would be expelled from Master's f****y as a mean-tempered dog is; in physical pain and shame? But it was worth it, it had to be! Since she was a teenager she had longed for the awe and mystery of that lush, brutal world and the ecstasy of kneeling at the feet of a Master; a strong, grim Man of Old without the pretensions and inhibitions of the pale, attenuated, over-civilized modern man. A Master of fiery bl**d and stern hand who would command armies if He had lived in a different time or reality. She had studied exhaustively the customs of Gor, had memorized the commands and practiced the rituals of a kajira's service. She had watched Internet tutorials on slave dances until she was familiar with the motions, if not perfectly graceful in execution. She knew the name of every a****l, plant and food item on the counter-earth, and could sew a passable kamisk. Reflecting on these years of preparation, it seemed a terrible shame to give up her dream out of pride, especially when she knew that she would bitterly regret leaving this man she so utterly adored. No, there was no turning back. She was slave in her heart, and she could not help but become slave in body as well. Fully determined, she focused her eyes on the document. It was printed in dark-red ink on a thick, parchment-style paper, in the font that is commonly called "Herculaneum". An embossed border of abstract vines decorated the margins, and the characters were slightly recessed in counterpoint to the border. With a beating heart she read the words: "FUTURE SLAVE- “I must warn you that your life as my slave will not be easy. You will be expected to submit to me in every way, including allowing yourself to be collared, branded, chained, beaten for disobediance and treated as property. You are expected to be naked in the Home at all times, unless I choose to provide you with clothes. You will not leave the Home without my permission. You will not be allowed to drive a car or use a cab, but may take the bus with my permission, provided you report your location to me by phone every ten minutes. “Your finances, except for land and stocks, are under my control. I will provide you with food and other necessities, but if you please me I will allow you to purchase goods such as jewelry or makeup of my choice. All credit cards or cash used in these transactions will be carried in a wallet hung about your neck, as slaves are not allowed to touch money without supervision. The amount of money spent on purchases will be written on a piece of paper, which you will carry with you. You may not exceed this amount. The objects purchased will be carried in a backpack rather than a handbag in compliance with the money-handling rule. However, I reserve the right to take these objects from you if you displease me or for my own amusement, as they do not belong to you. As a slave, you have no possessions, just as your body is not your own. “You may be ordered to modify your body to my specifications; such as tattoos, piercings, hair removal, changes in diet and exercise, growing your hair to a length of my liking, or even plastic surgery. You will be instructed in make-up by the kajira of a friend, with whom you will have supervised weekly appointments. “Each day I will provide you with a list of tasks which you will be expected to complete perfectly and in the correct order. Video cameras which communicate footage to my computer while I am at work will be placed around the house to monitor your every move, and you will be punished for any deviation from the instructions. Your punishments will not draw bl**d or produce permanent damage, but they will vary in intensity from discomfort to extreme pain depending on the severity of the transgression. “As well as always being available for my use, you may be ordered to sexually service my friends. This service will consist of oral service, masturbation, non-penetrative fetishes such as foot fetish, bukkake and lap dances, but will not involve penetration, as your slave heat belongs exclusively to me. I do not approve of the loathsome practice of anal sex, but you may be f***ed to wear an anal plug for the most severe transgressions. “You will adhere fully to the ways and ceremonies of Gor. This will begin with your ritual k**napping. You will resign from your job immediately upon signing this contract. You will then strip and clean your apartment, and pack your luggage. You will then wait for us. You are allowed a cooler full of food and drink to sustain you until the k**napping, but will not be permitted to bathe, brush your teeth, apply makeup or shave your body hair during this time. You will not use your bed, but will sl**p on your couch to ensure that your luggage stays in its containers. Within the next week, a team of my friends will come for you. You will not know the date, but the k**napping will happen late at night. You must wear a full-length white nightgown with no underclothes, and should be barefoot. "You will leave your door unlocked at all times in order to enable my team to enter your home. When they come, I would advise you not to put up a struggle unless you enjoy the experience of being chloroformed. Based on what you have told me of your history, I would assume that you are familiar with the supine capture position. If you are asl**p, my men will wake you by grasping your hair and shaking you until you wake. Upon waking, assume the position. If you are awake, assume the position immediately upon hearing my team enter. "Upon finding you, my team will bind you securely, hood you and gag you to prevent you from uttering any cries, either inadvertent or deliberate. You will be carried from the building and into a van. You will leave your luggage behind. I expect that you will have made arrangement to have your luggage put in storage, a task which will be accomplished by my team. "I do not feel the need to explain to you what will happen once you arrive at the Home. That is for you to find out-If you dare. -NATHAN HESS, UBAR OF BYRNWOOD Christina looked at the signature at the bottom of the page. She noticed that next to the Master's signature was a stylized image of a raptor that she immediately identified as a tarn, holding a sword; obviously His seal. She stared at the signature line below His signature, the line on which she would sign away her life. This was her last chance to back out. Then, with sudden decision, she picked up the red fountain pen that had been placed on the desk before her and scribbled in a shaky signature. She breathed out and glanced up to meet the stern eyes of Master Nathan, and was pleased to see a faint smile on his face. "Well done," he said with a nod of approval. "I expect then that I will see you soon."

Mother and Daughters' Copulation SeXStoRY

Looking at your own creation is both satisfactory, and fulfilling. My fingers were down the front of my knickers and as I watched, I became more desirous to participate, to show an experienced tongue, lapping and licking, prodding and tracing, leaving a moisture laden trail of saliva, all the way from his ball sack to his bulbous cock head. The groans escaping his lips were gaining in frequency and volume, the girls were working him like consummate professionals, their girly tongues poking and licking him like a stick of candy, interspersed with an occasional biting of his soft flesh around his his testes, or love-biting his fat shaft, their little mark of love, for him to cherish on a quieter night. All three were completely naked, the girls bald pussies contrasting with his mass of pubic hair, greyed from ageing and decades of encasement within underpants. He was overweight and repulsive to behold, made more so with the beauty clinging to his hairy body, their sleekness and purity, each maiden clamped to his hairy thighs, sliding up and down, matting his hair with their oestrogen laden slime, and from my viewing point, their swollen cunts glistened as they leaked their desire for a mounting, on the shaft they were currently lavishing copious amounts of saliva. My girls were in heat, and nothing is more beholding to watch, than youth succumbing to the pleasures of the flesh, their ignorance and inexperience triumphing in the cause of personal sexual release, their revulsion of the fat creature put aside, as love is blind, and fucking even more so. His cock was swollen and pulsating, the girls were lavishing it with adoration and idolatrous worship, preparing it for mothers needy attention, and as I stood and eased my knickers over my black stockings, the smile on their beautiful faces, made me proud as I took my first step towards my meaty pillar of sexual gratification. 'Spit on his cock darling' and my eldest girl engulfed its head within her pink lips, and as I neared I could see her pink tongue encircled his glans in rapid revolutions and her saliva running down its head and dripping onto her s****r's face, which was trapped below, locked onto one of his huge testicles, encased in her mouth, and her pearly white teeth, chewing on him, this indeed was shaping up to be a last supper, and this fat slob, was being dined upon, by mother and two lusty daughters. He gasped as his heart fluttered, both girls bottoms rearing and humping his legs, as mummies bottoms steered between them and eased herself onto his middle appendage, sliding down to full insertion, where I added my own version of moisture, a mixture of warm lubrication and saliva, two generations of female secretions, covering a piece of fuck-meat, too fat to resist, with his genitalia, locked in cunt and mouth, being abused in a chorus of wails and high pitched grunts, three separate actions, one final aim, a crescendo of orgasmic bliss and as I felt mine explode, I asked my daughters to bite, draw bl**d, and as I drank and sucked-in his sperm and seminal fluids, my daughters fed on the saltiness of his corpuscles, the pain masked by his orgasm, such was the experience of mother and daughters' copulation.

The Plan - Incomplete SeXStoRY

In the process of being written, for my fiance, on the occasion of our third anniversary. Comments are welcomed. This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. ------- I started out calling this story is “The Plan”. Upon reflection, I found that the title was not particularly appropriate. You see, the word “plan” implies a best guess. It means, “this is how things are supposed to go”. It is used in phrases like, “If all goes to plan...”, or “I need a Plan B”. But it doesn’t describe this story. What I’ve written here is exactly what I’m going to do to you. This is not “the plan”, so much as this is “exactly how I am going to fuck you”. Exactly How I am Going To Fuck You. It’s not a long ride from my house to YVR, usually...up 99 into Richmond, follow the signs. Canadian drivers are dipshits (“hosers” in the local parlance, I believe), but at least they know which lane is the passing lane. Usually. Today they are all driving too slowly. But perhaps I am just unusually antsy. I’ve been unusually antsy all week as I’ve anticipated your arrival. We met almost three years ago, today. I remember meeting you at that bar---that lounge in the Indian place on High Street. I remember laughing, and smiling, looking into your eyes, brushing your hand with mine. I remember thinking “I should lean in and kiss her, because I think that’s the only way she’ll let me touch her boobs in this restaurant”. I remember following you to your car and thinking, “I am going to fuck her later”. It was funny, because I had never met a girl and taken her home, or followed her home, or slept with her before I got her phone number. But I knew that I’d be inside you that night. I knew it. I think you did to. But I know exactly what’s going to happen this evening. I know that I’ll meet you with your baggage. You have one large black rolling bag and a pink carry-on, and your purse. You’re wearing a black sweater, and black pants. Your black curly hair falling down your face, bouncing on your shoulders. Your brown eyes are sparkling behind your freckles as I ease one hand behind your back. I feel tensions release at my touch as you fall into my embrace and our lips meet. This is truly what it means to melt into somebody. I can feel your warmth, your passion in your kiss. As our tongues dance I know what a long trip it’s been. I can feel the middle seat, and the k** behind you, and the chatty housewife, and the sweaty fat man. And I can feel it drift away. Your hand finds mine as we pull back onto the highway. It’s not a long ride from YVR to my place... Down 99 to the end, last exit before the States, but your naked body flashes constantly through my find. Images of your swollen pussy spread out before me punctuate every sentence. Did-you-fly-through-rub-the-tip-of-my-cock-between-minneapolis-as-usual-your-swollen-labia-and-oh-right-you-flew-american-this-time-so-you-came-thrust-into-you-from-below-as-i-feel-your-through-chicago-or-dallas-pussy-juice-trickling-down-the-inside-of-my-thigh-well-im-so-glad-you’ve-sinking-your-teeth-into-my-shoulder-as-you-come-to-see-me. I shift in my seat as my penis becomes fully erect, lodging itself painfully between my belt and my stomach. We’ve stopped talking as my hand slid down your armrest, innocently landing on the inside of your thigh. You close your eyes and your head falls gently against the head rest, then rolling smoothly to rest on your left shoulder. I slide my hand up your thigh feeling an increasing warmness emanating from its apex. Your eyes gently open and you smile, slightly, as my grip tightens. With my smallest finger, I trace up your pelvis, which makes you shudder, around your hips, and up your side which makes you shudder again, and blush. Our hands meet as I turn off of the highway. Why is it that there are more traffic circles (“roundabouts”, the Euros say) within ten miles of my house than there are in the entire state of Texas, but nobody in this country understands the concept? This is the only thought in my mind that doesn’t involve your naked, writhing body...that doesn’t involve some appendage of mine in some orifice of yours, thrusting. My thoughts are completely blurred as I lift your bags out of the car and press the call button for the elevator. I pull my tongue from your pussy and savor your scent. It is time for me to make love to you. Your ankles rest on my shoulders as your soft white body displayed for me, your wide hips and large nipples begging for my touch. I gently stroke your left calf while holding my dick in my hand, running the tip of my cock along the length of your wet slit. Our eyes meet as I find your drooling hole with my member, teasing you as I move it between your inner labia in lazy circles around the entrance to your temple. I must have you. Easing my hips forward, I enter you with a long sigh. I love the feeling of entering you when I’m stoned. Say what you want about weed, but there’s nothing like the feeling of making love when you’re high. I can feel the head of my penis pushing against your inner lips. There is just a moment of resistance as I slide forward...but just a moment. Your womanhood parts and accepts me, and I can feel your insides giving way to the welcomed intruder. I feel your inner labia against the corona of my penis as I push deeper into you, and at once the heat coming from your sex envelops me. My body urges me forward, but I know the best has not yet come. A trillion nerve endings along the shaft of my penis send fireworks through my balls, around my anus, and up my spine into my brain. The sensation is a bit like running a feather up the underside of your arm, or the inside of your thigh, except everywhere, much tighter and much wetter. I can only imagine that you must feel the same way when I wrap my tongue around your clitoris. My hips meet yours...I can go no further...I can know you no deeper. Inside my skull, a million tiny, molten fingers reach into my throbbing brain, connecting my deepest thoughts and memories and desires to every part of my body, down my back, through my testicles, around the base of my glans and down to its tip, which is lodged firmly inside you. Every part of me, from the tips of my fingers, to the center of my brain, to the webbing of my toes is connected to every part of you through the conduit of my cock. But the best part is slowly withdrawing my member, and experiencing the entire set of sensations in reverse. I can feel the nerve endings going dark...the relative coolness on my naked skin, exasperated by your wetness...and finally a void, an emptiness, the feeling of being without. As the head of my prick pulls free from your sex, strands of your essence form the last bridge of our lust. It feels like getting out of the shower too quickly, when you’ve woken up too early, on a morning in January that’s too cold. The only place in the world that you ever want to be is back inside that warm, wet sanctuary. You are my woman...you have given yourself to me, and I have taken you. Nothing can keep me from knowing you, from feeling you, from being inside of you, from making love to you. You will bear my c***dren, and I will provide for you. We will know pleasure, and we will know pain, and we will know passion. Our lovemaking is liquid, like waves rolling in the sea, or trees responding to a gentle breeze. Our pace is measured. You know my body and I know yours. You shift your hips and moan, and I know I have hit your g spot. I know that I will make you cum, and I know that I will empty myself deep inside of you. I have claimed you, as you have claimed me. Your breath is heavy, face and breasts...flushed. Nipples are erect, standing in the center of large, brown areola. Black curls are splayed across the pillow. You are an opus of lust and beauty and ecstasy laid out before me. I lean forward, my lips finding yours. With my right arm I steady myself as I thrust, sliding easily in and out of your cunt, pulling you into me with my left arm behind your shoulders. Our tongues entwined, you run your fingers through my chest hair, and down my sides, ending on my hips where they encourage me ever deeper. I can taste your sweat on my kiss, coupled with the last vestiges my seed which you swallowed so hungrily just an hour ago, as we move together. she cums. You roll off of me collapsing on your back next to me, temporarily exhausted as we pause to take another hit from our pipe, drinking it deeply, letting ourselves be taken by the lust and the narcotic. You have cum several times, but I have not cum yet. That will change. You exhale a cloud of smoke and, turning to me, you smile. Without a word you roll over and put your ass in the air, begging to be taken doggy style. I oblige, because I am nothing, if I am not a gentleman. Standing behind you, I hold myself in my right hand, firmly grabbing your hip with my left. Your face is in a pillow, your black curly hair a mess, your soft sighs accompany a gentle tickle as you reach back to caress the underside of my balls. With your ass in the air, easing your legs apart exposes swollen, read labia, hanging shamelessly asunder, exposing their treasure, your innermost, to me, begging for entry. Using the crown of my rigid member, I caress your clitoris, rubbing my dick up and down the length of your canyon, teasing you while I spread your lubrication from the apex of your lips to your perineum, eliciting an anticipatory moan as I find your window. “Please”, you say. With one gentle motion I am inside of you to the hilt as a guttural moan passes from your mouth. I withdraw fully, and watch as the glistening head of my phallus parts your rosy lips, proceeding deeply into your weeping pussy. Your moans of pleasure are broken by a slight discomfort...I am not large, by any metric, but I have bottomed out inside of you. I can feel your cervix, the entrance to your womb. some more fucking. I can feel my orgasm building, deep inside of me. A numbness starts somewhere deep below my balls. A contraction sends a shiver through my testicles, into the base of my cock, and through its tip. I swell slightly, which makes me instantly more aware of your walls, caressing me, imploring me deeper, begging me to deposit my seed. Another spasm effects a building euphoria, with each stroke, sending waves of pleasure through my extremities. The numbness inside of me turns into a tingling, a gentle buzzing that works its way through the center of my penis. This is accompanied by a dull ache at the base of my shaft, which is always a result of our extended interludes. I spasm again, and the muscles in my stomach clench. My dick spasms, hard, and doesn’t relax..a rush of bl**d from the base of my balls to the tip of my cock e****ts my seed deep against your womb. Spurt after spurt douses the walls of pussy as all of my stomach muscles clench, my emissions pooling deep against your cervix. I empty myself into you. Immediately I am dizzy, light headed. Spasming again, I slowly remove my spent member, our mixed fluids seeping from your swollen pussy. The world is turning as I collapse next to you, and fade out of consciousness, dying in your arms. Your face inches from mine, eye to eye, I see you, dying too. “I love you,” you say. I love you, too.