My first year of college I jumped quickly into a long-term relationship. Sarah was her name, at 511" 125 lbs. With creamy white skin beautiful 34c breasts and the longest legs I have ever seen thus far, she needed to do little more than smile seductively to turn me on. We had a healthy and very active sex life during our time together and like most couples Id imagine we had things that we would joke or tease each other with. One of those things for us was anal sex. We had never tried it and at the time when we first discussed it neither of us was terribly interested. It seemed like a lot of work for what we thought would be little gain.

Hello, my name is Amanda Abigail Andrews and this is my story. Im years old and a strident believer in female supremacy. Its not that I think women are superior to men. I know they are. Over the past ten years or so, my gal pals and I have proven this beyond a doubt. Thanks in large part to my philosophy, I own real estate in Manhattan, Los Angeles, Miami Beach, the United Kingdom, and France. Im married to a rich ;man.

The boy was in quite a state. His little sisters touch was overwhelming to him. She had a way of making him tingle all over and in doing so she reduced him to a quivering shell of a young man ruled by his own sexual impulses. She continued, "You can trust me, Scott. I want to know exactly what happened." Then, to everyones surprise, Scott began to cry softly. "I- Ive been eating fast food for lunch every day.

Suddenly I saw that mean look on Miss Pamelas face again. "Look idiot, you dont have a choice. Crawl your ass to the bathroom, get some toilet paper and come back within seconds. If you dont get back, well be repeating this exercise in front of five of Alisons best friends. Onnnne...two...three.; I scampered to the bathroom, half in dread, half more excited than Id ever been in my life. I yanked off as much toilet paper as I could and scampered back in front of the women just before Miss Pamela reached .

A feeling of power came over me as I disciplined Eddie. I could feel my nipples grow rigid through my shirt and even some wetness creep into my thighs. I was becoming drunk with power. And wow did it feel good! ;Take that,; I said. ;Ooo, that looks like it hurt a little bit. I got you good there, didnt I?; ;Y-yes m- maam,; he stuttered like the fool that he was as I lightly batted his prized jewels around.

"Dont you trust that I know whats right for you?" "Yes, maam," Steve said, feeling a quiver of pleasure. He loved when she talked to him that way. "Thats the type of obedience I like to see." She smiled again and gave his scrotum a playful little pinch. She held the loose skin between her thumb and forefinger and tugged on it gently. When she knew she had his undivided attention, she spoke: "Now, this harness will give me complete

Thanks to some horrible managerial maneuvers by my banker employer sub prime loans, etc I was out of a job two weeks past my th birthday. I wasnt the type of save money for a rainy day and within two months I had serious cash problems. No longer could I afford my Manhattan luxury apartment. I needed help. Mom and Dad werent an option, so I went to the only person I trusted - my big sister Janice. Janice was seven years my senior. She always seemed to have it going on.

Hes going to be a senior at the State University. Hes big like his dad, although I have to be honest with you. Hes overweight. Petes been worried about him." Becky: "Hmm, so I have a new lard ass older brother. Is that what youre telling me?" Becky could be such a bitch when she wanted to be, Donna thought. It used to bother her, but in recent years shed learned to embrace it.

"Now, Steve, I want to play a wrestling game with you. But face it. Youre so much bigger and stronger than me that I deserve a few advantages. Put your hands behind your back." Steve was a bit hesitant. "I dont know, Amber," he said. "Steve, this is about trust," Amber said. "You have to trust that I wont hurt you, and I know whats best for you.

Suddenly I heard a high-pitched voice: "What the fu- Oh my gawd!" I whirled around and there was Denise standing behind me to my right. She had her hand over her mouth, and I could swear she was concealing a big grin. I immediate threw down her shoe and in one fluid motion yanked my pants up around my throbbing dick. Only it didnt work out so well. My left foot slipped out of my pants so when I tried to pull my pants up I could only pull up the right pant leg.