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Taking deep slow breaths before he responded, Aidan’s voice came out slightly strained, “Well, that sounds like a lovely idea and I can’t wait to find time to give you such aural pleasure. Closing her eyes briefly enough to regain composure, but still looking like a blink, a small smile could be seen on Alice’s face before she replied softly, “Thank you.” And walking out the door, down the hall and actually seeing the hallway for the first time, she tried hard to focus on the décor instead of the man’s strong presence behind her.
Rachel stalked casually through the archway, into the sitting area where three long sofas sat in a U shape, facing out through the tall windows onto the orange and white starry city far below. "You said that you wanted to try a little humiliation, but I need to know what I'm working with." She said, running a finger along the length of the ruler. I don't know how long I lay there, unable to move with the ferocity of my climax but I barely noticed her return until I felt her massaging my cock. She laughed and ran a finger through my sperm, bringing it to her mouth and sucking slowly, eyes closing as though deeply enjoying the taste.
Leaning down towards her face, Alice slowly ran her tongue along Missa’s mouth, which parted with another moan as her hand found Missa’s clit and began to tease it gently. Smiling and giggling a bit, Alice captured Missa’s clit in between her teeth and began to tease it with her tongue as she gently rubbed her fingers and hand in Missa’s pussy juices seeping out of her. Alice gave up trying to keep her mouth on Missa’s clit, and used her other hand to brace her arm so she could continue to keep her fingers rubbing against Missa’s g-spot while Missa writhed on the bed; orgasming, screaming, and trembling.
Before boarding the bus, a special device would scan the driver's bladder and penis to check on the amount of urine in there. If he wasn't full on a scale of at least 9 out of 10, the bus wouldn't start and he would need to report to the manager and give an explanation as to why he wasn't in for work with a full bladder. "God I have to pee so bad," he hissed desperately and held his crotch, wringing the tip of his dick and shifting uncomfortably on the spot as he did. The device finally ejected him - his penis jutting out of his pants, the pink tip hard and exposed.
I never mind anyone else eyeing you up, because I know you’re mine and I’m yours and we don’t want or need anyone else. “Oh Annie, yes!” You don’t even pretend that you don’t want to - you’re already tugging your dress up. A long stream of your pale pee arcs out and splashes onto the steps, immediately starting to run downhill in a series of little waterfalls. You have your hand on your clitoris, rubbing it excitedly as you pee, watching our twin streams flowing down the steps in front of us. “Oh Annie, now I’m going to come!” A few more little squirts of liquid splash out onto the steps; I’m not sure if they are more pee or your vaginal juices.
We’ve been laughing and holding hands and playing footsie under the table and I don’t want to stop looking at you. Thank god, I can feel the train slowing; it’s getting close to our stop. I’ve got my eyes shut, blocking out everything but the sense of relief, and I’m only half aware of a sharp intake of breath and a rising chorus of mutterings: “Oh my god,” “how disgusting,” “look at the state of her,” “she can’t even stand up she’s so drunk.” You push your hand up under my t-shirt and inside my bra, squeezing my breast roughly, your orgasm coming as the flow of pee stops.
As I stripped, Ryan pulled out his favorite ice cream. I looked up and saw Ryan walking towards me with the ice cream in one hand and a scooper in the other. Ryan then took the scooper and dipped it into the ice cream. Ryan walked over with the scoop of ice cream. "Cherry Vanilla, but you were close," Ryan said softly. He then placed the scooper with the ice cream on my neck and slowly moved it down. Ryan got another scoop of ice cream. The sweet flavor of ice cream turned Ryan on. Ryan placed the ice cream on the table along with a spoon. I sat at the table and ate the melted ice cream.
If I’m back before all your clothes are off, you’ll suffer.” I marched out of the room with my new garment in hand, leaving Henry to scramble with his suit. Henry gave me a look, and then scampered over to his briefcase from which he retrieved a bottle of spray-on latex polish and a buffing cloth. I think you’ll be safe, Jacqueline.” It wasn’t my well-being I was worried about, but Henry didn’t need to know that. I draped my right arm over his shoulder, letting him run the cloth and his hands over the surface of the dress. I pulled my hand back and then rubbed his cum all over the front of my dress, leaving smudges and streaks on the just-polished latex.
We both gasped loudly as my hand slipped between her legs, closing over the lovely soft, smooth and incredibly tight crotch of her navy blue cotton school uniform knickers." Beside myself with delight, I moved my hand between her legs, the feel of the soft smooth navy blue cotton of her schoolgirl knickers driving me wild then, very softly, I asked, "Are you nice and tingly down there between your legs, May?" "I'd slip my finger into your hot wet schoolgirl pussy and finger fuck you," I told her, feeling her tense as I said that, "I'd finger fuck your tight little pussy till I make you come all over my hand and the inside of your gym knickers."
Getting back to the types of themes we have-a few days ago-we had tattoo fetish evening were people inked up in the club." Once you pass the entrance you look to your right and see a hot girl sucking a guy's cock and another guy fucking her ass off. You re-open your eyes and move your head forward to get a closer look at the girls butt and you see how red her cheeks have become. Hiam takes your hand and leads you to the entrance of one of the dance floors- but you two do not enter. While you're walking through the dance floor you see a hot girl in latex pants with a massive hole in her backside and no panties.
Emi opened the door and didn't acknowledge me at all; she just sort of matter of factly ordered me to get down on all fours, then took her homework out of my hand and started walking back into the house. Okay, while I'm gone you need to eat all of my poop from the toilet and then leave your head in the bowl so you can commit to memory what my shit smells like. I thought about just leaving but remembered from talking to Emi before all this started that she had a dog before and the shock collar was also part of an electric fence system they had put in.
Amanda squeezed and massaged all around his butt, thighs, moving her hands as close as she could without actually touching his penis. “Wow these feel extra heavy, hun!” Amanda exclaimed, cupping his balls and lifting slightly, “That's good!” she continued to rub, squeezing gently, and lifting. I thought they would be aching for sure..." There was a short pause before she said, "Well maybe it's time to stop then." she moved her hand off his testicles, watching in delight as his penis twitched and bobbed up and down. Amanda rubbed just a tiny bit, waiting for his penis to get erect again, tugging on his testicles gently but firmly and steadily as he did.
Moaning into his mouth, Alice moved her hips so as to fuck Aidan’s hand, pulling back slightly from his lips she whispered, “Twist it, slightly, fuck me harder.” As Aidan moved his hand to Alice ’s wishes, she continued kissing him while her hand massaged his thick cock. She moved slightly as the position prevented her from moving too much, but her moans and screams continued as she would randomly say, “Yes, it feels so good, don’t stop, and Fuck.” As she orgasmed, Alice ’s muscles pushed on Aidan’s hand and dick, trying to force one or both out.
It was only day before yesterday he had come home to find her sitting alone, half dressed, admiring a new pair of sexy flat shoes she’d just bought. The following morning Loren informed him of her new and vindictive intention to wear what she seemed to perceive as sexless flip-flops, on a daily basis, even to the dress-up party later that night, since, she said, Jerry didn’t seem to care. In front of an old friend, Charlie, Loren again teased about removing her footwear, and with the help of Charlie’s wife, Lily, did just that later on. “Come on, Lor, what’s wrong?” Jerry asked, as he took Loren’s stockinged feet into his hands and began a gentle massage. I don’t want you touching my legs or my feet again, Jerry.
At college, Ricky’s roommate arrived a day late, and the look of despair on poor Bobby’s face when he encountered Ricky was priceless. Having enough pocket money for five people, Ricky believed that Bobby’s financial handicap could become a great advantage in his quest for control over the pretty boy. On the day that Bobby had arrived, as he was returning from the communal bathroom after showering, Ricky was ready for the skanky reveal he had anticipated all afternoon. Having bought two packs of ten cigarettes, when Bobby asked the inevitable question, Ricky showed the two packets of cigarettes to Bobby before placing them on the desk next to him. Bobby reluctantly took hold Ricky’s right foot and with pleading eyes, he observed Ricky.
Closing my eyes and giving myself over to the feelings, I imagined you were nestled between my widespread legs, sliding your wonderful tongue all over my clit and my cunt. Always pour the Coke into the Jack," you had instructed me, "so it mixes properly." When I finish making the drink, I return with it coming up in front of you and kneeling, head down and knees apart, holding the glass out to you. Your hands hold my head firmly as I feel the first hot salty shot hit the back of my throat. I feel your hot cum splashing inside my mouth, coating my teeth and tongue on the way down my throat.
Since I had discovered these books, the closest thing to pornography I had ever seen, I would often sneak one into a restroom located on that floor and go into a stall and whack off as I read about the foot fetishes chronicled in the case studies. I held onto the little foot, continuing to make love to it, but used my other hand to unzip my jeans, drag out my hard cock, and began to jerk right there in the aisle. She kept rubbing my cock with her feet but she said, "I am taking you for a little walk my boy." I held her little feet in my hands and gave her the best foot massage she had ever had, or so she told me later.
I told her just over a year ago that I wanted to be her full time house husband and slave. "When you told me you wanted me to fuck another man, confided your fantasy to me, who'd have thought we'd be on this path. He wanted my pussy by my lover wouldn't let him have me that way, only my mouth and my butt. I felt the dread and apprehension of going into to face my boss on Monday, face him for the first time knowing that he knows all about me and my submissive role in my marriage, knowing he is my wife's and now my by default Master.
I was so happy to be taken in by Kate and Pierce after my mother passed away from her battle with cancer. I laughed, thinking of the way I had whipped his brother's ass one night, giving him a little Mistress business. I laughed at the look on his gentle face, and then Kate and Pierce found us, and they asked us to come in and help make breakfast. Eventually Kate and Pierce said goodnight, and went into their room to retire for the night. When I decided I had enough of his mouth on my pussy I let loose a stream of piss onto his cock and his reaction was wonderful to see.
Jelena looked at Isla who leaned over and typed in "Breast play - $5" into the options menu, "That will make it easy for him to select and for you to charge." The computer made a '$kaching!$' noise. "Oh, it's just that ..." Jelena said coyly, opening her trench coat to reveal her glowing belly, and pulling out her new bottle of pregnancy lubricant. Jelena moaned out with delight as Gerig rubbed her belly and breasts. "Gerig baby, what's wrong?" Jessica said, leaning against the doorframe. Jelena walked to the sound booth and stood behind Gerig as he introduced Jessica. Gerig turned around to face Jelena as the music on stage started.
Two aluminum crutches were tucked under her arms, making her look vulnerable. I stopped, stared at these old fashioned devices, and wondered when I had last seen someone walking on crutches. I blinked and stared at her, feeling that I look like an idiot right now. “Yes, literally,” she said and crutched toward the intersection. She nodded sadly and slipped her crutches from under her arms. “The next building to the right,” she said and rewarded me with a broad smile. The old man that was standing beside the entrance held the door open for us and stared lewdly at the girl’s legs. Then I noticed that her other eye looked absolutely normal. “What’s the matter with you?” I asked feeling my heart speed up a bit.
My hands shook as I retrieved my erect cock and maniacally masturbated as I replied yes to her invite to meet for coffee. "My words begin to reveal their controlling, dominant nature, and, thus, reveal my person, for I am a demanding Mistress and expect your absolute obedience and submissiveness—your natural nature, by the way. A feeling, he realized, of mostly humiliation; his eyes devoured, again, the last paragraph of the dominant personality's e-mail -and this feeling surged, once again, like lightening, charging firmly the boned condition of his cock. The moment he clicked the e-mail into the electronic atmosphere, his hand began to jerk his rigid cock in a frenzied rush to climax, which came to him in less than a minute.
After getting the call from the officer in the morning and seeing what had happened to Angela, Carly knew two things. At least Angela made a few sales, but every time she walked anywhere near the office, she saw her Master watching her and scowling. Bill stood up, walked over to his clothes and got dressed, removed the collar, said thank you master then left the office. After a minute Bambi stood up over Angela and told her to tilt her head back and open her mouth. Bambi came out of the bathroom right about then and Angela grabbed her things, went in and got herself together as quickly as she could.
I told Maria that I was a complete novice and that I was nervous about smoking a cigar in public. Maria told me that her cigar was a bit more full-bodied and that it might take some getting used to before I would be able to enjoy a cigar like that, but, after I insisted, she handed over the Padron. I decided to buy a box of those wonderful Padron cigars in the biggest size available and Maria waited on me at the counter. I silently laughed as her face contorted with shock and I continued smoking as I walked the rest of the way home. I had lots of fun watching the reactions of people as they watched me, a young, innocent-looking girl strutting down the street with a man-sized cigar between my lips.