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Alex whispered to me "If you wanna fuck Lilly tonight you're gonna have to be more confident, order something strong but don't get wasted." Not good enough for that woman, I just watched as Lilly couldn't stop laughing."There's no way I'm fucking that, but I guess I can give you something else, trust me you'll enjoy it but first let me get picture." "You're a very sweet guy, that's what makes me want you as my boyfriend but because you'll never please me with that stub I need some one else, like Rob." She began to caress Rob's huge cock. After my eighth load Rob finally pulled out his huge cock and release a giant load all over a Lilly and even I got a fair bit on my face and body.
Dorine was still transported by the possibility of seeing a teacher disciplined so ignominiously by the school's principal, but she managed to gather her sensibilities in time to answer in a clear yet unemotional tone, "Oh yes, Miss Crawford, as a prefect here, I have learned that I am expected to keep everything I observe in confidence and you may certainly rely on me to maintain that." Irene affected great surprise, noting in a very superior tone, "I'm quite disappointed in your behavior, Janet, in that I do not know how we can expect our girls to behave properly when being disciplined when a teacher is unable to control her bodily functions." Valerie merely smiled at the principal's somewhat expected rebuke to the English teacher.
I would have thought it completely entertaining for my hot Ex and her hot friends to have some random guy all dressed up as a maid serving drinks to everyone at a Halloween party. And there I was, dressed up as a maid, locked in chastity, licking the high heels of my Ex's hot friend in front of an entire crowd of people. And with that, I had to face the realization that I would finally meet the man with the cock who was currently fucking my Ex...while I was locked up in chastity...unable to get hard or have an orgasm...at least until my Ex said it was allowed.
Hayley has Alan in her arms, cuddling him tightly against her breasts. “This is your Mummy Laura, smile for mummy, Holly Grace.” “You’re my pretty Holly Grace and Laura is another yummy mummy.” “Noisy plastic baby-panties, look so cute on Holly Grace. Laura introduces Nikki to their new sissy-baby. Hayley is delighted at the sound of her baby gulping milk from Nikki. Becky pulls Alan from Nikki’s breast, picking him up in her arms. Helen had gone to another room, having an interesting chat with Alan’s second cousin Emma-Jane. Baby Holly Grace stares awkwardly at Nanny Gross. “Ah Holly Grace, want my tits, out they pop babes, begging to be milked.” Becky takes Alan back to Hayley.
One day I got an email from an old high school friend, a girl named Zoey, reading, "Hey Tim I haven't seen you in like forever! Back in high school, I heard stories from a few different guys who said she got around, but when I asked her she said she only had sex once, and went down on one of her old boyfriends a couple times. Besides, I think it's kinda cute." I didn't know what to say, I felt so mixed up.I wanted to be angry at her for being so insensitive, but at the same time I realized she was really my only chance of getting laid since most girls didn't like me.
By the looks of your little erection, so far so good baby", she teased while I continue massaging her feet. After 20 minutes of Mistress Sarah's sly remarks, and my massaging her feet and shoulders, she pushed off and said, "wank for me, you little pathetic stroker!". "Little one, how badly do you want to cum?!" she teased, whilst stroking my inner thigh, watching with glee my penis bounce about with anticipation. "How much do you want me to grasp your penis and take you right here and right now?!" she says stroking my inner thigh, her touch making me twitch for release. Quickly responding, "Yes Mistress!" She slaps my ass and hurries upstairs.
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.
The pretty girl looked at me briefly, then rolled her eyes and said, "No." She turned back to her friend and kept talking. "Look, can you leave us alone?" the pretty girl said. "Trudy, my god, what are you…" her friend started, looking like she didn’t know whether to laugh or be shocked. "Anyway, he’s not much bothered by the smell, so I guess his only problem is that he looks pretty stupid with a foot in his face. Christ, I think he is actually going to stay there. I was sweating and it felt like my only working senses were smell and vision, while the rest of my brain had stopped working, as if her foot had shut my system down.
White knee-high socks and black Mary-Jane shoes make him the perfect sexy school-girl. Louise opens the door looking ravishing in her red, satin blouse and tight, black leather trousers. This is obviously the same Belinda he has known from years ago, last seeing her at Louise’s wedding evening reception. “A lovely color purple, Caitlin looked like a princess didn't she Alan? Mummy Belinda puts a blonde, little-girls wig on his head with a pink bow. Belinda sits close to her friend so that both mummies have full access to their new foster-daughter. Louise strokes the front of his dress while Belinda inspects his mobile. Louise places her hand over his mouth making sure he feels the warmth of Belinda’s snotty substance.
"So as a good mother-in-law," Kendall persisted, "I decided that even at 25, some girls still need good, old-fashioned toilet training." Elizabeth blushed deeply as she heard those words but she also felt her panties getting wet with uncontrollable excitement at the humiliation she was about to undergo. "Now, Beth," she said as she turned to Elizabeth, "stand up, lift your skirt, lower your panties, and then bend over and hold your bottom cheeks well apart." There were gasps from the ladies at this horridly embarrassing order but also a few whoops and cheers from the younger women who were as rich and spoiled as Kendall.
That's weird, I don't know why there would be...." I realized in my head: They must the underwear I wore last night after Jon fucked me. I know one day you'll find a girl who doesn't have a big sexual appetite, and she will adore your little penis." She was talking loudly, I think other people in the restruant could hear us, which was embarrasing. "Yeah," I said, not wanting to talk about Jon anymore. Standing there naked she said, "By the way, I asked Jon about what happened to both of yours' underwear, and he said he wasn't sure. and now he's gonna make Zoey a slut for his big cock just like me!!!" I could feel my orgasm building.
Dorothy cringed at the punishment and even more at being so further humiliated in front of Susie and Jim. She held her breath when Chris went behind her and told her to bend over and hold her cheeks apart for the anal insertion. Having tied the two white tampon strings beneath Dorothy's crotch, Christine looked her in the eye and added one more condition she knew would likely reduce Dorothy to the level Chris had envisioned: "Dorothy, my dear, I do have one more little rule for girls who are double-tammed, as you will be today.
One profile though attracted me right away, Miss Anna, a very tall, dark skinned, busty woman in her thirties, dressed in a very tight leather skirt and a tightly laced up leather corset. Standing under the shower Miss Anna took a rubber ball gag from the wall and gagged me tightly. Somebody walked up to me, I heard the sound of a zipper and then it hit me, a warm stream of urine, obviously from a guy. Clothes were rustling, the peeing started, first a little trickle then a full stream hitting my face. "No cumming for Frank," Miss Anna shouted from the other room. "Can I take a picture of cum covered Frank," one of the women asked.
The vehicle's alarm system sounded urgently, alerting Nick's manager back in his comfy, air-conditioned office. Every other day, they got to see a driver lose control and piss his pants like a child. "I know that all what you want now is to unzip your pants, pull out your cock and pour out that flood from your bladder, but you know that you can't do that. "Oof..." he blew out in relief as his bladder and cock got more room to expand and accommodate the piss. "By the way, a Relief Officer works only during official working hours," she said with a smirk. Nick leaned back onto his seat and lifted his bottom off the seat as she continued to stroke his penis more firmly.
George had a fetish for stockings and feet. I looked like a Barbie doll and George loved to play with me. George licked my stocking toes on my left foot and then on my right foot. George sat on the bed and pushed his toes up inside of my pussy. George fucked my pussy in and out with his foot. George moved to the bed and got on top of me. George pulled his pretty panties down his legs. I opened my legs wide and George moved his tongue up and down and all around over my pussy. He pushed his cock into my pussy and fucked me on the bed. George let out a scream and came inside of my pussy.
Taken across my mother's lap at the age of 28 and spanked with panties down in front of the family gathered for our Christmas dinner was not what I'd expected when I accepted the invitation to go home for the holidays. Susie had been getting on my nerves and I was delighted to find that Gloria was a kindred soul in her skepticism about the idea that she and Steve needed to start a family immediately in the style of my sister. I couldn't believe this was happening but as I felt tears coming which I fought to repress, I slowly lifted my stylish pin-striped skirt, exposing my pale blue hicut panties and matching garter belt, and bent across her tweed-skirted lap.
I've been in a stable relationship for six months with a beautiful girl, called Sarah. I feel like crap that I don't turn you on, that I'm not good enough for you," Sarah raged, "I'm so pissed off!" "Do you WANT me to be your Mistress, little one? Because I thought you pathetic enough to submit, I prepared some rules, especially, for you, Graham. I am a good Mistress, little one." She said with an evil smile. "Yes, Mistress Sarah!" I replied. Even I am not used to such power, in our relationship and must also learn the ways of being your Mistress," she said, with a dawning realization and a smug smile that was to become a common fixture on her beautiful face.
"But I make them so you—Karen, say, for Marian—can close those slits and then the woman wearing the belt has to ask permission for them to be opened so she can do her business," Maria grinned as she told Emily about the creation. She then told Maria to take the time needed to measure Linda and Leslie for similar belts "just in case I decide they might benefit from wearing them once I see how it works out for Marian." And she had better not complain about it being wet with her pee and she better not ask me to open it until I think she deserves that privilege." With that, Karen slowly drew the wet belt back up Marian's legs and snapped it shut, locking the holes with her little key.
A few weeks ago, after one of my regular sessions, my dominatrix Anne asked me whether I would be interested in receiving handjobs from women practicing the male milking fetish. Mistress Anne walked up to me and grabbed my cock, harshly pulling me out of the room and locking the door behind her. They were all women talking loudly about how pathetic men were and how they liked milking cocks without mercy making them cum without giving the men any pleasure. The hand on my cock pulled hard, pumping my shaft violently. Mistress Anne led me to a dark damp room, told me to kneel and tied the leash to a metal ring in the wall.
“Hmmm, are you sure about that?” I don’t know if she was being cautious or just giving me a long look but she opened the tap to the slowest trickle and ran the water over her fingers. Marty squeezed her thighs together like a little girl and leaned forward over the sink giving me an improved look. I always wanted to watch a guy jerk his cock off; and knowing you are doing it for me…ummm.” Marty had my belt open and was pulling down my zipper. This is what I want, Freddy.” She said as she fucked my mouth with her panty-covered fingers. I just want to eat up this sight.” Marty placed her wet panties in my left hand and stood up and stepped back a step.
My eyes focus as always on Emily's lovely cheeks and the warm enticing place with its goldenred hair between them. Our mother realized it too, from when she first told Emily, when she became 19, that she was to summon me, make me lift my skirt and lower my underpants, and go across my younger sister's lap and be spanked. She had me lie down in my usual way beneath her -- she was not yet using the seat then -- and as I watched her for the tell-tale twitch I suddenly gasped as her little puckered opening in the rear slowly bulged and then spread open to release a long soft piece that she cut off onto my amazed face.
You straddle my face backwards and order me to lick your ass, I’m so fucking horny I am hungry for it, and my tongue hard like a bullet, laps at your ass hole and makes me feel, like the dirty little bitch you want me to be. I reach my hands around because I need to feel your cock I need to touch it and feel it’s hardness. You pull yourself out of my mouth, and you wank hot cum over my face, my mouth is open and with my tongue I try to catch some, you grab my hair and rub my face all over your cock and your balls, until your pleasure subsides and I look like the whore you always wanted.
The last time he took a piss was at around 4.30 in the morning and now, the lower abdomen and part of his crotch ached as his bladder continued to fill up with each passing minute. The door began to slide shut again and Mark's hand shot out to stop it. Jasmine watched his predicament and felt so turned at his desperate need to use the loo. She teased his desperate member, rolling her tongue over the head and sucking the tip before watching it thrum and tremble with the equivalent need to piss and cum. "But I'm not sure for how long it's going to last." The need to piss was slowly beginning to return, sending pangs into his bladder.
“Dave I want you to unbutton your jeans.” She said to him while he was on his knees, “Take out your dick for me.” She looked at him, “You know, I wonder now then boy are becoming sex objects, are we women going to be obsessed with cock?” A minute later she added, “Cocks are at least useful.” She smiled. “You know, you’re not that much of a good fuck, if you want my penis up your cunthole you have to deserve it”, he said, he had started using those words since the time the have played teacher and schoolgirl and he had learned her the lesson: “Boys have a penis, girls have a cunthole”.