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It reminded me of my step – mother and, although I’d had some bizarre thoughts about Elyse lately, I didn’t want to be thinking of her in the same vein that I had Maitena. “But,” she continued, “you need to be taught how to harness it.” She stopped as she looked me in the eyes for the first time since I’d said goodbye to her yesterday. Her clothes clung to her curves but draped softly around the rest of her, accentuating rather than revealing and I realised I’d spent so much time wondering what she looked like under her tailored suits because she hadn’t flaunted it for the world to see.
"What are you going to do?" Michelle asked, now grabbing her long locks and guarding them from Nathan, covering her breasts with them. "Just sit." Anticipating the worst, Michelle sat down anyway, but held her hair in the front with both hands, as if to defend her tresses from a pair of shiny shears that Nathan quickly produced. Firmly, Nathan placed one hand on top of her head, pushing it down forward, so that her chin was pressed against her chest, face looking at the beads of water falling from her eyes onto her bare lap. A slow, deliberate smile crept across her face as she reached up to touch the clipper shaved back of her head, fingers moving through the abbreviated hair, not curly any longer, but straight, golden with a slight wave in the front where the tresses hung to her lips.
I feel just like a princess." Megan said excitedly.. There I was standing above the little thing pumping my thighs almost zoned out about to start touching myself thinking of you, when I noticed he was crying. after she apologized she told me that she really wanted to try and touch my breast, and then she got carried away and started sucking my nipple. "I'm learning self control a bit, I still get carried away mostly when thinking of my little Joey. How big is my little monster now anyway...." Megan said affectionately... And that bunny look when I put on my heels to tower even more over your frail little body, and you know I am going to fuck you for hours.
In that embarrassing position, with panties and undershorts down and their anuses exposed as well as Susie's pudenda peeking through her open legs and Jim's scrotum visible, Chris took the plugs, rubbed a bit of lube on the business end and slowly inserted them in each anal opening. So when Dorothy mentioned a man she had been seeing, Chris smiled and mentioned that yes, he had been a year ahead of her when she was in school and was regarded as a good catch for someone back then. While they were getting started with dinner, her sister and brother-in-law could not hold back telling her the shame that they had felt that day when their immediate bodily needs brought on by the buttplugs had caused them to behave differently.
This in turn causes her body to sway and jiggle in impossible ways, her ass stretching the fabric, thighs growing pulsing on impact And on top her breasts swaying as if she wore nothing underneath, her nipples slowly starting to grow from the friction, forming thick shot glass sized hills on her track suit. "Really, why thank you, Joey." she says stepping back and lifting me and the chair for a hug from the back, accidentally breaking the chair into pieces and pressing her heavy warm breasts into around my head. "Now, let have you sit down tightly on the floor, while I prepare myself." She says pushing me gently down against the wall, and to my surprise dropping her 600 pound barbell over my legs.
"I didn't bring one, but I'll be happy to email it if you'd like." The store clerk seemed pleased by Michelle's enthusiasm and eagerness, though in taking a careful look at her appearance, it did not seem that she would be a good fit for such a specialized boutique. "It's good to see you here Michelle," said Cecilia, the lady with the angled short black hair, now wearing a long red sweater dress that appeared to be cashmere. In a lavender floral print dress and dark purple heels, Michelle confidently admired her display work as a very attractive couple entered the store; a man and a woman in their mid-twenties.
It all started when she would rub my ass while she sucked me off which felt so good. Her beautiful curvy figure with a hard cock standing tall from her pink panties. "Tell me you love my cock!" Both of them look and feel very life-like. It thrills me to watch her working her cock in and out with such fervor. "Come over here and suck my cock, Bitch," she said. I usually have my hand under the strap-on rubbing her clitoris as she fucks my mouth. "Ooo, Baby, you really do love my cock in your mouth," she cooed. I tried to pull my mouth off of her cock to speak but she gripped the back of my neck.
There have been whispers that I administer strict discipline in my office, spanking or maybe more, and even rumors that girls have sucked my cock or done other sexual favors under penalty of expulsion and blackmail. You are told to stand before me, and you slightly bow your head as I tell you what a bad girl you are, and go through the report, line by line, telling you how you need strict discipline to improve. You love being spanked, and the idea gets you wet, with throbbing pussy lips, feeling ready for sex in any form. I slowly raise your skirt to reveal your bare bottom, and tell you that you are a VERY bad girl to have no panties on!
"Why I wanted you not to use the restroom and to drink more?" he offered, and I nodded, embarrassed a little. I haven't done that since I was a kid." As he looked at me, his face blank, I felt like a kid who had wet her pants in front of the entire class: Humiliated beyond belief. And still, you failed to control yourself and wet yourself like a small child." He stepped toward me, tipped my chin up and forced me to look into his eyes. Even as a small part of my mind told me it was James's fault I had had an accident to start with, that he had probably intended it from the start, a new and bigger part of me yearned for Papa's approval and his care.
Her pussy gripping my cock in orgasmic fury set me off, I pumped cum into her while grunting in her ear. "Yeah, that was a good start bitch." I pulled my cock out, spilling cum down her pussy lips. Pinning her down with my body, I slid my cock back into her cum-soaked pussy. I could tell when I saw you, you're a fucking whore." I pumped my cock in her as I grunted my words in her ear with a breathy cadence. Our bodies slammed together in manic passion, I felt my balls tighten up and I buried my cock all the way into her quivering pussy. I felt my cock swell and explode, the feeling of my cum spreading through her pussy set her off.
"Ask me to suck your pussy harder," He said and went back to sucking and chewing on my clit. "Fucking harder," I said, more because I needed this to be fierce. "Harder?" He asked as he pulled out his fingers and slipped his thick, hard cock into me again. Remembering the sheer length and girth of him, still feeling him all over me, and all through me; seeing the vision of my wet, red and swollen pussy in combination with all of the little trophies earned through his bites and swats, I felt the fluid inside of me mount up, my toes curled. I held my breath and clenched my pussy tighter as I rubbed harder on my aching clit.
Nick, who just turned 18, casually strolled through the hallways of his senior level high school, his pulse racing in preparation for his English Arts class. They began talking about the novel that she had assigned for the class, her eyes kept on him and his eyes kept on her boots. He grabbed his book bag and headed home, his mind still controlled by her boots. Today was a fresh start; Nick woke up, grabbed something to eat and headed to school again. When she walked out, Nick noticed something -- she had changed her shoes, she was wearing a different pair of joggers. Nick immediately grabbed them, walked into one of the stalls, locked the door and dropped his pants.
I arrived home on the Friday of the first week of his solo work at the house to be greeted by an exuberant Irene with the thrilling news that she'd enjoyed an afternoon of rampant sex with Steve, who actually fucked her three times before returning to his work minutes before I returned home. By this time Steve had fucked my wife all over the house, both kitchen and dining room tables seeing some action, but our bedroom remained their main venue so I had high hopes of watching them from the balcony. I assured Steve that I really did enjoy what I'd seen, stammering somewhat as I said that I hoped my deceit in spying on them hadn't put him off and he'd continue to fuck my wife until the building work was complete, adding that Irene found his lovemaking really satisfying.
Isaac felt a bit awkward walking back into his old high school four and a half years after having graduated, but he was eager to see Coach Marks, whom he considered his greatest mentor. His body, while not rippling with muscles, had obviously seen some time in the gym; his curly hair made her want to run her fingers through it while lying by his side, basking in post-coital embrace; his eyes belied a depth of thought she knew she would love to pick apart; his smile, however, was what ultimately broke her resistance. Isaac saw Tara rise from her desk, and as she walked over, he got his first really good look of her.
His right hand went to the place where my head and neck meet and he said, "You have the most perfect eyes, I think I like them looking up at me." His hand was warm and seemed to vibrate an energy right into me. You are mine and I am going to make you cum." He kept his hand on my throat as he kissed and nibbled his way down my neck, my breasts, then his hands moved down to my wrists pinning them to the bed as his head went between my thighs. "Shhh Kitten, I am going to make you cum." His hands went up to my thighs holding them apart where he wanted them and I moved my fingers to his head keeping him where I wanted him though I don't think I had any choice.
How does it feel to be like a girl, to have no cock?" "Today, I want to make you cum from just my fucking your pussy, no cock play for you." You reach down and squeeze my erection - the last time you will be touching him until after you have finished. "Get it nice n wet, Baby, cause the next place it is to be is inside you." Some of the lipstick left over on my lips smears onto the shaft of the probe, turning it pinkish. "I'm going to use a condom, too, so you won't dirty my pretty cock." After you roll it on, you say, "It looks real when it's all bagged up like this!" Then, I feel you tug at the butt plug, pulling it out, leaving me with a somewhat empty sensation.
The point of view switches frequently and uses the simple mechanism of signaling each change with "Mommy:" or "Jessie:." Or, for those times they're not in the dynamic, "Melissa:" or "Jessica:." This episode takes place some time after Melissa and Jessica have settled in to their relationship as Mommy and Little Jessie. Jessie: "Mommy, I had a bad dream." I take one more step down the stairs. Mommy: "That's my girl" I flick my tongue harder around your ass, and curve my fingers as they plunge in and out of you. Mommy: "That's it baby girl" my thumbs run over your clit fast and hard, I shove my tongue into your ass and frig my four fingers in and out of your pussy.
"No, Mistress, but I know I don't want anyone else." She stood up, turned on one elegant, black, patent heel and strolled away from him, her dress brushing against him as she moved, her perfume seducing him, hypnotizing him, tearing his soul from his body and possessing him. With no further ado she walked round him and left the room, one man opening a door to one side for her to pass through whilst another presented Michael with a piece of paper on a silver tray. The man smiled back in complete understanding and extended his arm for Michael to walk away from his name, from his past and from his ability to resist; into his new life.
This didn't please Jon, so he held on to her hair and pushed her down on his dick making her gag and pull back but he wouldn't let her. "Say it like you mean it." Jon said, once more he grabbed her hair and pushed her down till she fought him back gagging. "That's a good girl." Jon pushed her onto her back on the seat and he pulled down his pants exposing the rest of his hard member and his balls dripping with her saliva. "I'm gonna cum in you." Jon said as he finally let go of his hot thick load into her dirty little cunt.
To ease matters and be able to concentrate, Cindy had the Grorick's niece, Eleni, over during the day to help her with the baby and with cleaning the house. Eleni would follow me around the house whenever she didn't have sitting duties or, when I was working on the apartment above the garage, she would act as my assistant and hand me tools when I needed them, make my lunch. "I am not like those others, Tim," she said in a soft, little-girl voice as her eyes locked on my crotch, "I would do anything for you."
As I sat down I looked to Jen, expecting a little affirmation, but she had already turned away and was stroking Matt's hair. I couldn't help but look over again and watch as Matt bent in and started to aggressively make out with Jen. I looked down and saw his hand again exploring her bare leg. Looking down at the stain in my pants, I knew I was never going to be allowed even a bit of dignity with Jen, but I hoped I would continue to be the boss who served at the pleasure of the office intern.
And then he got into that damn low gleaming red automobile -- that hot automobile -- and when he powered up the engine it really did sound like the goddamned batmobile as he drove away pretty fast from the curbside and took off away to wherever Bruce Wayne goes when he just doesn't give a damn about the sick chick that he's left in her dismal pool of sweat and drool on some pavement out there somewhere in nowhere'sville. The smiles I give when I like the people looking are really coming down from a high place.
Bev quickly scurried along the bed and placed herself at the feet of her new Mistress Gladys. Gladys removed her finger from Bev's pussy and was pleased that she had made her cumm and then she said. She found a new packet of razors because she thought that she was going to need quite a few of them and then she went to the bedroom and plugged her waxing machine in and left it to warm to be used once she had shaved Mistress Gladys. Gladys stood and checked herself including her pussy and was happy with the job that Bev had done and she felt sure that David would be happy with her new look.
Mistress Kay noticed the surprised look on my face. I was then led outside, where a low bench, just the right height to kneel and fuck my ass, had been placed under the patio roof. The chain from the nipple clamps got the same treatment as the spreader bar, stretching my nips out painfully for nearly two hours. I fucked many a cunt and ass, and got at least a dozen blow jobs. It was down to Mistress Kay, me, Lori, Tracy and Janine at that point. Tired as I was, having that damn Bam up my ass while driving was having an effect on my cock. Sid grabbed my hair and spent the next ten minutes skull-fucking me as Mistress played with the Bam in my ass.