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The beautiful white face suddenly sprouted two eyes with jet black pupils looking directly at him. As the market winds up late in the night, Ouan stands where the busker’s finger had pointed. Then the white statue approaches from the darkness, walking slowly, carry her top hand, heavy with coins and notes. The woman opens her thighs so that Ouan can soap down below, rubbing for the longest time. The chocolate statue remains standing still afterwards as Ouan finds tissues to wipe her rear and goes to dispose of the paper. Again the statue remains fixed in that welcoming pose all through his clumsy humping, her unseeing eyes open wide.
Despite the evidence that the woman did not wish to be distracted from her vigil John felt that he might have better luck with Annie than Sir Avery who looked more like a clown than the early-twentieth century English gentleman that he appeared to be at the party. If John didn’t know better he would have said that Sir Avery was wearing a thong, but it was too dark for him to be sure without his glasses despite the fact that he subjected himself to the same thing during his visits to Mistress Nnenna every other Wednesday when in London, and so was fairly familiar with the phenomenon of a man being subject to petticoat discipline.
By the time I am done and my hands are washed my Lean Cuisine is ready and I take it and a bottle of water back to my office to enjoy the peace and quiet of my lunch hour. As normal, lunch helps me polish off my 2nd bottle of water and I delve back into work so I can stop thinking about the pressure I am feeling in my lower abdomen. As I sit at my desk knowing that I have to pee and cannot, I find myself feeling a pressure not only in my bladder area but also in my pussy. To illustrate this point he pulls a bottle of water out of the grocery bag, opens it and downs a good third of it.
As the night went on I began to like I was being watched. The waitress walked away and I sat on the cold tile floor wondering what was happening, what was she up too, why was I obeying? I barely had time to think when she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into her thighs clamping them on each side of my head, just inches away from her pussy. She moved her foot between my legs and started to rub my crotch. I couldn't take any more and moaned inside her wet pussy and came in my pants, on the floor under the table with my face bury deep between her legs.
Holding the leash with his left hand, William bent Kate over his knee and slowly rolled up the back of her short white latex nurse's dress, despite her feeble protests. When he failed to land another blow in a timely manner Kate turned her head to look up at him (not an easy task with her stark white posture collar locked onto her gorgeous neck.) Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated; they were close to pleading. Her surprised gasp was cut short when William suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled, forcing Kate to arch her back and look him in the eye again. Hidden from view by his lab coat Kate placed a hand around his cock and pulled it to her waiting lips.
The shifting bed woke Cody and her eyes opened to see Hal over her, squeezing the last drops from his penis onto her bare ass. Hal pulled the flat sheet off the bed and wrapped it around Cody's naked body. About two and half hours later, around Wells, Nevada, Hal felt a rustling as Cody emerged from the sleeper cab, still wrapped in the motel bed sheet. Hal suddenly had a flash in his mind of Cody in a casino, holding a drink, laughing as she wore her tiny mini skirt with her bare bum peeking out every time she leaned forward too far. "Okay." Cody tucked the jug in behind Hal's seat and slipped back down into the passenger seat, the bed sheet pulled tight around her.
You would think that two people would get sick of being around one another constantly, all day, every day, but even after three months of flirting and trading lewd stares at work all day and fucking like animals at night, showering together and eating together (or not eating, as it were), Tracy and I never got sick of each other. With the other arm, I sorted through what seemed like miles of silk, finally negotiating with the dress to maneuver my hand between Tracy' legs. I paused, kissing Tracy's bare, corded neck tenderly, and withdrew my fingers from her pussy. Now it was my turn to moan helplessly as she caressed my chest and, struggling to kiss my neck, her hipbones pressed and released and pressed and released my dick against my leg.
"One moment." She left the room and immediately after returned with a nurse, pushing the portable ultrasound machine that looked like something from WWII. The doctor returned with the redhead and a new machine, just as a drop of pre-cum went slowly for the floor in a long thin string from the tip of my cock. The doctor leaned in over her from behind studying, not the monitor, but my cock and balls and the hands of the redhead moving, fondling, and massaging around the gel. The doctor stood up - without interrupting the slow machine-like stroking of my pink and newly shaved cock shaft now lubed up with the steady, almost pulsing flow of pre-cum now also dripping from my balls and moistening my anus.
The slick glissade of my torso as I submerge into the dirt sends makes you feverishly wild; I've seen the bush shake to your lustful rhythm, savouring the graceful slipping and sliding of my body as I move around my trough, coating every last inch of my rubber catsuit in the earthy mixture. I take a deep breath as I slip under the water line, closing my eyes as my body is submerged for a few moments before returning to the surface, wiping my vision free to look directly at the bush. I can see you staring in awe through the bush, waiting for me to climb out of the mud and walk bare-arsed back to the house while you admire my naked body one last time.
The car wasn't full but the people near us all clearly heard Emily tell me in a little girl whine that she had got dirt on her foot. I took off her flip flop and was stroking invisible dirt off her sole when Emily pulled her foot away, pushed her foot brusquely against my shoulder and told me I was a 'good boy'. Madison simply stared down smiling so I looked over to Emily who nodded and said simply, "Well done, now let's go." Emily looked at me with the cash in her hand taunted me, asking if I thought Madison was sexy, whether it would be exciting to kiss her, be alone with her.
Turning to face me, my wife flashed me a sexy smile as she cupped her large breasts and pinched her nipples. "Uh-oh, I think you're going to have another mess to clean up" my wife said, looking me in the eye as she shifted so that my slippery stream flowed directly onto her erect nipple. "If you like the taste of that, maybe you should try a taste your own cum" my wife said as she slowly fisted my cock. "Squeeze my tits hard when you lick your cum off of them" my wife demanded, continuing her lewd display of masturbation. I watched as she pulled her right hand from her pussy, placed her fingers in her mouth and began licking them clean.
Sensing from the look on Jenny's face she wasn't ready for this the photographer started to return the brace to the table. Jenny felt another little rush as she flexed her arms in the brace and realised her arms, head and neck were now fixed together, she was unable to shift from her pose. The Photographer took another brace that looked like two plastic chairs, one with half the seat missing and strapped it around Jenny. The Photographer walked off and Jenny dangled there tips of toes just touching the floor, slipping then swaying a little.
Dave had found this secluded little mountain cabin in the woods that looked like the perfect place to get naughty together all week. We arrived at the owners place to check in and Dave no more than got inside when he came back out and said I needed to come in, too. I asked Dave on the way to the car if he noticed the twinkle in her eyes and he said the only thing he noticed was both our nipples hardening when we saw each other. She hesitated a bit and I told her that it was fine since Dave had been up all night, then driving here for a few hours, and having a couple of drinks followed by a mind blowing blowjob, I thought he'd probably not know we were here.
I'm working undressed like this in a fancy accounting firm on my first day at work, sitting at a large glass and steel conference table with my semi erect seven-inch cut cock that is surrounded by a wisp of honey blonde hair that is like soft down covering my nice handful of hanging balls. Other guys just keep stepping up and with guttural groans of fuck yes, they pump out their warm wet cum loads on me from all directions. All I can feel is the vibrations in my ass, the stiffness in my tired arms and hot throbbing cocks in my mouth. Then I realize how quiet the room is, the only sound is the guttural moan of the guy whose big stiff one is pumping his warm spunk down my throat.
so of course I thought it would be a good idea to get naked and start stroking my dick. I started to stroke my dick thinking about Candy just 3 feet away from me... I told her I wanted her to watch me cum on her..." I kept stroking this whole time and I knew even she (even a stripper) hadn't planned on a pervert like me. She ended up telling my GF, her stripper friend Cheyenne, and who knows who else??? She got over what I did in bed while she was passed out (with her friend) because she knew how fucked up we were. And she knew that ultimately her friend was a stripper, we were all fucked up and waiting for more d**gs.
All she knew was that Ted Jackson was the kind of man she was sheltered from all her life, and she needed to see why. "I'm looking for a gun I can carry, like a handgun, but so far I don't see anything powerful enough." She was making this up, and she hoped she didn't sound stupid. Ashley closed her eyes as the weapon began moving, sending more tears down her cheeks. His cock had been hardening as soon as she removed her clothes, but after watching her begin to masturbate with a gun in her mouth, he was as hard as he had ever been. He placed his left hand on the back of her head, grabbed her hair, and pushed slowly until his cock was deep in her throat.
Emily was wearing flip flops and her small feet looked as good as I remembered. The silence felt like it went on far too long, but Emily just looked into my eyes with a sleepy half smirk on her face. I hesitated, looking over to the bedroom and Emily taunted "Go on, you know Brad doesn't mind as long as you know your place." Emily's other foot pressed into my cock, and I felt it start to throb with my heartbeat. Finally Brad was clearly close to cumming and Emily started to push against my cock even harder, stroking just a little. I gratefully took her little foot even deeper into my mouth and when Brad started to moan I felt myself spurt uselessly into my jeans.
It is perfectly logical to invest in this worthy man - be he the king, the life partner, the Dom, the sugardaddy, the call-after-10pm, the Monday-Thursday, the uninvited/unrequited, the highschool lover-turned life partner, the fuck in car after closing-time, the prince, the pauper, or the femme-dom fucked/cum-sucking queen. You drink from me, with those sweet baby eyes fixed on the expressions of pleasure on my face...one of grown man hands hold my breast and the other on the cheek of my ass now as I arch to you. Your right hand commands me...your thumb torturing princess with unending swells that break into more surges of desire and wetness while your fingers expand the narrow sweet-sticky walls.
Standing there in this outfit, both the Baker and Brother circled me, dragging a finger along my skin, daring to take little pinching at my ass and breasts. The Brother began to frost my shoulders, then took long laps on my skin. I turned to watch you take the blonde she leaned over in front of you, and sheathed your cock with a condom in her mouth, turning back to face the performance in front of you. He smashed cake and fruit into my hair as he leaned over me, kissing me and Brother's fingers opened my tight ass. The Blonde caught his cock as he slipped from me, taking all the cunt juices, honey and cum.
I position the cups and let the pump do its work, suckling, drawing the milk from me, relieving the ache in my too-full breasts and stirring instead a different ache, the need to be touched, and more, to be driven to climax and beyond. At first the amount of milk was tiny, a disappointing few drops that would hardly provide the quantities the doctors needed, but my breasts developed, adjusting to the demand of being constantly emptied, and after a month I was producing about a litre of milk each day. And while the stimulation of my nipples continues, and the machine sucks the seemingly endless stream of milk from my breasts, I suck on the general's formidable cock, moaning with lust as I stare up hungrily into his eyes.
For seven months, I had been working on scoring an interview with the infamous man known as Anon de Sade. As long as I agreed to the conditions, I was allowed to ask de Sade any questions I saw fit. "And the answer is 'Yes, fucking way.' You see, Mr. de Sade has instructed me that if you want this interview, then you will at least come to understand his philosophy, and how he helps his clients. "It's why I'm here interviewing you, Mr. de Sade," I said, feeling the vibrator beginning to warm up and increase in speed. I refused to allow a huge vibrator going off in my pussy to get in the way of getting this story!
Then with a look of lust on her face she grabbing my hair and pulled my head down next to her lips, in my ear she whispered "nice cock big boy" Taking a deep breath she pulls on my hips and the head of my cock pushes into her tight ass. Looking at me she said it's going to be pretty hard to explain my cock to the doctors if you wreck the truck so keep your eyes on the road. A car pulls up and stops, Beth wave's and two people, a man and woman get out of the car to watch her pounding her cock in my ass.
She's really looking for action tonight!" Gary turned to his friend as his hand reached my stocking top. I opened my glazed eyes to see Rob peering over Gary's shoulder, with his mouth hanging open like a cartoon figure. The three of us were making the cubicle walls shake as Gary's thrusts were knocking the breath out of me as he filled my cunt more than Rob ever had. I moved my head forward to catch the last drips as I felt Ed tense up and my pussy had that unmistakable 'warm feeling' as wave after wave of Ed's boiling cum flooded my womb as I licked the last string of love juice from Gary's softening cock.
I grabbed them and folded them onto the seat next to me, I wiped my now wet leaking dick and stuck my prize in to my mouth as I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home. Once into this sparsely populated area I pull my car over, get out and removed the rest of my clothes, even socks and shoes I'm completely naked. I shoot a the first couple of spurts all of the way to my face the third to the top of my chest the rest are each smaller and closer to their source till there are just dribbles of sperm at the spot where my cock head reaches my belly.