When I was in high school, we lived on a quiet street in the suburbs called Mistletoe Lane. It was a cul-de-sac with about houses, all of them occupied by white, yuppie families with multiple kids. Most of the wives were in their mid-thirties, and were very attractive. Most of their husbands were salesmen or corporate types who worked long hours and were frequently out of town on business. As a senior in high school who had recently turned , I really enjoyed spending time with these hot, sexy older women. I was very attracted to most of the women on our street, and tried every excuse I could think of to be at their houses when their husbands were gone.

"Why did you take that beating, cunt, why did you lay there and let me beat the shit out of your titties?" As she said that she reached back and pinched my nipples and twisted them. "They are a pretty red, and your pitiful pussy, why did you take the whipping, turning it a sissy pink to a flaming red, why you disgusting piece of white trash, did you let me beat you, like one would an animal, lash your pussy with a leather strap

Lets get you all hard and slick, my wife said in a sultry voice as her fingers lightly ran over my straining cock. It was so difficult, so terribly frustrating for me, my own private hell. Tickle, tickle, Marjorie said, using her long plum coloured fingernails to brush under my cock, making me moan into the gag. Dickie looks soooo hard, she teased, leaning forward so her rolling, naked tits were wobbling so close to the purple head of my cock. What a scene! I fought waves of tumultuous desire as the image of those soft fleshy pillows pressed

Ginas new job gives a whole different meaning to assistant After getting fucked over at her last job, Gina Marie Torres decided that enough was enough. She was fed up with her boss constantly passing her over for the newer girls, even though she was more experienced than all of them put together. She was cleaning her desk out when her Friend Maria came over. "Im sick of this shit! Getting fucked over everytime by him just because I wont fuck his little limp ass!!!" she said to Maria.

I was there to learn. I had reached a certain level in my submission but there was one thing blocking me from giving my all. Paddles. You may think it silly but I could handle spankings, hot wax, whips, clamps and whatever else they threw at me. But paddles...they just gave me such fear. In the past Id had such a bad experience with them, a new Master, unknowing of the ways of pain, used one full

This happened to me about years ago. I hadnt thought about writing it down and posting the story. I received such positive comments about my first story; I figured that I should post this one and some other true experiences. It happened in my junior year at college. I had just broken up with my boyfriend and I was out with a couple of girlfriends. We went to a local watering hole; I just wanted to forget the jerk. After all, any guy that would break up with me has got to be a jerk, or at least that is

It was a couple weeks later before I met with Mistress April again. I had some business in Atlanta which isnt far from where she lives and told her I hoped that we could met being that I would be so close. Since my business would be concluded by mid-day and it was a Friday she asked if I would be able to spend the night, so I worked it out where I could. Then she gave me the name and location of a hotel to check into that was close to

The first day that I interviewed her for a job I knew I was in trouble. She walked into my office knowing full well her place in life. What a beautiful woman, with a full figure. She had large breasts and a stunning large apple shaped derriere. I knew she had a life filled with compliments , she seemed so sure of herself. After she sat down I felt that I was the one being interviewed not her.

Mr. Brown took a step back and stood in awe at the sight of Chelseas monstrous JJs. They were bigger then what Mr. Brown had imagine. The black areolas on her huge breasts nearly covered the entire front part of her breasts. Her tootsie roll-like nipples were the same color as a black crayon. She had little stretch marks on the top of her chest where her titties start to form and some near her armpits. "Amazing!" gasped Mr. Brown. "They maybe sag to your yummy but theyre fucking incredible for an -year-old who is as skinny as you are. I just want to suck the chocolate milk right out of those big nipples." Mr. Browns cock grew enormously inside his jeans.

As look back and try to remember the good times in my life I have think about of the time I spent with my girlfriend Linda. I call her my girlfriend but she really wasnt. She was somebody I knew from work. There was a time in my life when I had become very depressed. Linda happen to realize my plight and helped me out. Linda took me to bed and fucked the hell out of me she was also my first experience with a black woman. And to tell the truth it helped my married life. We soon became very good friends. Maybe a little to good of friends. The first experience was never mentioned. We used to meet after work for a drink or just to talk.