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I wanted to touch his face, to run my finger along his nose, to look into his eyes, even to kiss him. I rolled off of him and we laid beside each other on the narrow bench, my hand on his dick and his finger in my mouth. My breasts were jostled like large, fat, quivering helium balloons stuck to the sweating white ceiling while the winds of sex knocked them aside. But finally, it set rhythms of pleasure through my body and he stroked faster and deeper, delving inside of me like no man before him I bared my white, sweating breasts to the ceiling and cried out.
We carried on chatting like this for a while until the wine was finished and Victoria said, "I have an idea, I'm going to show you just how hot it is to have that much power over a guy." The thong was pretty, I have worn them in the past but never found them particularly comfortable, however after seeing how good Victoria's ass looked earlier I wasn't NOT going to wear it. It wasn't happening fast enough for me, I grabbed the gusset of the pantyhose with both hands and pulled tearing a large hole, Victoria's £20 tights were ruined and I couldn't give a fuck!
What would Mistress do, if she heard you moaning like a bitch in heat?” Chloe purred, as she ran warm, clear water over Victoria’s ass. Any minute now, Chloe would pull her tongue free and climb on the table, making Victoria eat her pussy. Chloe pulled the sex starved woman upright and positioned herself just the way she wanted, and then she yanked Victoria downward and pushed the woman’s face into her dripping cunt. She pulled Victoria off Athena’s foot; her pussy making a wet, sucking sound as it exited. Straddling Athena’s leg, Pandora pushed Victoria back down, burying the foot back into the younger woman’s dripping slit. When she stopped bucking, Pandora gently eased out of Victoria’s ass and pulled her off Athena’s foot.
I took a short break, chatting with two of my favorite people here on Lush, my Mistress and Dancing Doll… coming clean about my state, discussing… well, perhaps those topics should be left to the imagination… then, it was time to let go of the last little vestiges of girl-hood, leave that 5% behind and transform into kitty girl –why do I suddenly hear dramatic movie music in my head? Well, she helped me dress, touching up my make-up, making sure my ears were on straight, and telling me what a pretty little kitty I was before sending me home to await my owner which is a story in and of itself, one I may or may not feel compelled to share.
When Fitz told Steph this, they looked at each other and, without speaking, kissed and undressed each other. Steph thought that Amanda felt something too. But then she was totally professional, although she did pinch them, telling Steph they needed to be hard so the piercing would be easier. Amanda looked Steph in the eye. Amanda pushed a nipple bar through the tube and took the tube out. Amanda adjusted both nipple bars a little more than was really necessary but Steph didn’t mind. Amanda got a wipe out of its packet and tenderly wiped around Steph’s nipple. And she’d had great sex with two wonderful partners, Fitz, who she was falling for, and Amanda, who was the perfect female partner.
Sandy pushed through the door and straight past Mary. Sandy snapped her gum in response and started opening doors. “And then there’s the kitchen, large and sunny, with a dining table…” Mary’s voice trailed off as she watched Sandy tear a page out of the novel, wrap her gum inside, and toss the package on the floor. Mary suddenly realised that she had to get Sandy to leave right now, if there was going to be any hope for her. She was looking from Sandy’s large round breasts to the dirt on the sheets and back, feeling like a very small rabbit falling in love with a snake. “Hey, Mary?” Sandy shouted from inside. Mary went back to her old bedroom, got down on her knees, and started cleaning after Sandy.
Mr. Lewis and Mr. Gibson were soon behind Ava. Their fingers and tongues worked her ass and pussy as she had seen them do the woman before. He watched as Ava thrust her fingers into Marcy’s pussy, Marcy riding her hand. Gibson grabbed the lube and began to work Marcy’s ass, preparing her for his cock to enter her tight asshole. Marcy told him to pull his cock out so he could suck his cum from Ava. He pulled out, but didn’t move far. As Marcy worked the sensitive nub, she would pause to suck Ava’s cum from Gibson’s cock. Ava eased her fingers out of their asses, going to Marcy, kissing her and cleaning the cum from her body.
I remembered how Nancy had set up here apartment for our first time together and I didn't have a massage bench here either, so I would bring him to the bedroom. He came into my kitchen and noticed the bottle of wine I had left on the counter. Then, I remembered our last encounter, how he had come into the parlor just after I had made the deal, how I had fucked him without a hint of pretense. "I see that," he said and let one of his big hands fall onto my exposed breast. He lifted me off the counter and let my fall through his arms onto his dick, bouncing me against his hips.
At school, there were some girls that had absolutely gorgeous ears, and I used to fantasise at night about touching them, caressing the strands of hair that gently fell over them, especially blond hair. She was taller than me, and I spent many a happy hour working my lips sensuously over her skin, licking, kissing and sometimes biting her gently, especially her ears. I loved the way she moaned as my tongue explored her secret garden, and her hands gently caressed my head as I delved deeper. Caroline caressed my body as I tried to get my key into the lock, pressing her hips into my arse as her hands cupped my breasts. I held her lovely head in my hands, gently tracing her ear with one finger as she suckled at my breast.
“This is wrong,” I mumbled, but the rest of my words went unsaid, because Monica’s fingers, short and pudgy compared to Cordelia’s sleek, elegant ones, entered my mouth and filled it completely, wiggling and touched, smearing my tangy nectar over my tongue without inhibitions. “This is very, very wrong, Miss Wilkins,” Cordelia’s whispered words from right next to my ear confirmed my earlier ones, and each touch of breath on my skin made me shiver. Cordelia’s right hand delved between her classmate’s legs with rough determination, and I watched with bated breath when she crooked two fingers and pushed them all the way into her kitten’s pussy.
The door opened without a knock, giving me a small start, and Cordelia entered, a different pile of clothes in her hands. You just need to resist the temptation to run your moist, greedy tongue all over them, to caress my skin with it while I slide my fingers slowly in and out of your mouth, spreading the naughty taste of your cream all over your tongue.” “I’ve made arrangements for tonight.” Her lips were just an inch from my ear, her eyes close enough to notice the small shudder that I failed to suppress, and the hot breath of her giggle told me that she had, in fact, noticed. But I couldn’t suppress the feelings which welled up each time I thought about Cordelia and which flooded me with a need so strong that it drove tears into my eyes.
Pushing her against the bathroom counter, we kissed again, her arms wrapped tightly around me, my small hands roaming over her breasts, twisting her nipples as I secretly delighted in her gasps. "Oh, please…" she gasped, hips pushing forwards as she pulled my face into her, and let me feed on her, my tongue finding its way inside of her dripping cunt. The following Christmas Kay and Cindy gave me a joint gift, a sexy little bikini like out fit to match my ears, complete with a tail and kitten paws for both my feet and hands, one that I wear proudly at those times when I am feeling my most kitteny!
I tried to hide my breasts with my arm and cover my pussy with a hand, trying to find a way out of the room, but no matter where I looked, the walls had neither doors nor windows. But my breath almost stopped when I saw the huge appendix between her legs, a cock stood pointing into the air where her pussy should have been, so thick that I wasn’t sure I could wrap my fingers around it and long enough to grip it with both hands. “Please!” I tried to beg once more, but instead of an answer I felt Natalie’s fingers spread my pussy lips apart and cool air tickle the insides of my moist folds.
"I heard that Gerig was going to wife her," said Isla, soaking in the tub - her buoyant breasts floating atop the bubbles. "Are you hungry dear?" she said, looking over her shoulder as she leaned into the fridge, Jelena could see her large brown belly peeking between her legs. He pushed Jelena's belly up and out of the way and rubbed his cock on the lips of her pussy like the first time they had fucked, and then plunged in. Sani brought two babies over, Jelena held them to her breasts, and they latched instantly. "Our baby girls were taken away immediately without us having a chance to milk, I guess Gerig wanted you to have a few minutes with them.
Meanwhile Fitz decided that Steph needed to meet some of his friends in the tattooing community. When she wasn’t seeing Fitz or his brother, Steph was spending time with Amanda. Steph especially liked kissing and licking Amanda there. Steph listened enraptured as Amanda described the beautiful pain of having needles pierced through her areolae and nipples. After the two women made love again they decided to introduce Phil to Amanda and his cock cage. Steph and Amanda went shopping for Phil. Steph found Fitz straight away, kissed him hungrily, and looked around. I fucked some huge cocks tonight and if you think I’m going to go back to your pathetic dicklet you’ve got another thing coming.
“There are people like you, Peggy Anne, who only want a pedicure. She removed the old nail polish, trimmed the nails and the cuticles and massaged in a soft lotion just like this was any other pedicure. Sissy began to massage my foot with an oil that warmed and relaxed my whole body. As I relaxed into bonelessness in the chair she placed my foot on her bare breast and began to massage up my leg. Her fingers continued to an area above my knee as my foot massaged her breast. She continued to massage and suck and kiss my feet until I was wild with arousal but had no idea what to do with these feelings.
I decide to head out and see what my Mom's boyfriend, Mike, is up to in his man cave or what we regular people call a garage instead of sitting here, watching her drool and mumble about my dad. I did that a couple more times and had actually forgotten about Mike until I tilt my head back exhaling the smoke and notice him looking at me and chuckles. Mike tells Shelley to grab him a pack of 'Reds' as he walks directly to the back of the store where the beer is held. We get back to the garage is record time and as I'm getting off the bike, Mike asks me to light a cigarette.
“I thought that this was a vanilla party?” “It is” said her Mistress with a little smile, “so no slips and you will not tell anyone what is going on” The Mistress handed the Submissive the butt plug, the little bulb that inflated it hanging down. Submissive looked around for lubricant, but her Master said “You have your own lubricant, use it” She knew what he meant and so parted her legs. She jumped and looking round, saw her Master give a smile as he switched the little remote in his hand to the off position. The next hour went in a blur, people arrived and she let them in, getting into the habit of taking coats, making drinks, carrying food.
My eyes were glued to my beautiful Cordelia, they drank in the incredible pleasure painted on her angelic face, and when her sweet voice announced with beautiful, small shouts of joy that she had reached the summit of her arousal, that joy started to resonate inside me. I looked slutty and needy, and hopefully exactly like Cordelia had wanted me to when she had ordered me to "Dress to seduce." God, how I wanted to press my hand between my thighs and stoke that fire that was again roaring up at the thought of her! "You’re observant." Cordelia’s head tilted slightly, and I didn’t know why, but the way she puckered her lips and touched it with her finger in a small, fleeting gesture kindled a possessive flame in me.
I grab your whole breast in my hand and squeeze hard as your breathing gets faster and faster and the rubbing gets harder and harder and I arch my pelvis upwards, pushing my mound against you, tensing my muscles to press as hard as I can and then you orgasm and I feel you trembling and shaking as it rips through your body like an electric shock and you collapse on top of me and I put my arms around you and hold you so tight and put my mouth against yours and kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until your climax ends.
Sitting up over me, I could feel her wetness against my cock, it felt gripped by the sides of her pussy as she moved my hands to her chest, making me toy with her nipples. Nobody was looking at us and so Grace relaxed her bladder and a second later I watched with wide eyes as pee began to drip from the edge of the bench, pooling on the grass beneath her. I tugged her panties down to her knees and pushed my cock up inside her, her wetness making her easy to slide all the way in, a single thrust and I was pressing my hips to her bottom.
Breaking the kiss the blonde stood back and taking the brunette by the arm led her into the stable block. The rope going over the joist caused the brunettes hands to be pulled up and eventually the girl had to bend over as her arms went higher and higher. The blonde walked to the presented rear of the brunette and without any warning bought the cane slamming down on the other girls backside. The brunette had stopped reacting to the individual cane strokes and had just been moaning and swaying the whole time, but she jumped a little at the hand on her cunt. The brunettes legs went, the blonde dropped the cane and grabbed her before she pulled her arms out of her joints.
Although she couldn't talk really, under her dressing gown she was naked, still nervous about revealing this in case Emma didn't feel the same as she did about the two of them, the years in between yearning for her friend, never knowing if she remembered the drunken things they did together as teenagers. Paul began to fuck Sophie, each thrust pushing his cock further inside her, feeling her tight moistness against the head of his tool with each shove of his hips. Emma just smiled, then got up and walked away to the bathroom, Sophie staring at her naked bottom as she left the room, wondering if maybe her dream had happened after all.
I got off on knowing that, at any moment, someone might wander outside into the cool Seattle night for a smoke or a hit off a pipe, or just some fresh air, and they’d see me, the hem of my dress clenched in one fist, my fingers slipping into the waistband of my panties, the movement of my hand beneath the material as I teased myself, my eyes never leaving Kay’s painfully beautiful face. I’d had a little too much wine, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone to the bathroom… it began as a trickle of warmth that soaked through my panties, dripping from the crotch before growing into a tickling stream running down the insides of my thighs.