He began slowly, thrusting in and out of her hot, wet mouth. He could only have imagined how her mouth would feel wrapped around his hard cock. To his pleasure, she wrapped her velvet tongue around his cock, and applied just the right amount of suction on his cock. A small moan escaped from his lips as he began trusting harder and faster into her wet mouth. She heard him moan. An animalistic like moan. One she had not yet heard from him in the past years. She continued sucking his cock, he tasted so good, she could not get enough.

Now I have done some rather strange things in my life, but this by far had to be the strangest. Here I was, sitting buck naked in an unknown motel watching a man and a women kissing and caressing on the bed. What made it so strange was the fact that the man was a total stranger and the woman was about three weeks away from being my bride. A little voice in the back of my mind kept trying to tell me how wrong this was and that I should stop

When she reminded him that she was taking the SeaDoo out the next day, he looked at her thoughtfully, before calling her to him. Reaching into his desk drawer, he withdrew a small box that she recognized. She had given it to him only three days ago, a ribbon around it, one of his many birthday presents. They had enjoyed it well before he had cleaned it and put it away. "I want you to place this where it will do the most good as you ride tomorrow. But..." he paused and appraised her. "Yes, love?" "You must not cum.

Kevin then pushed his own pants down over his hips, and stepped out of them. Janet engrossed in the sight of him openly looked at him. Enjoying the sight of this man. He was sexy, as she had seen him before. But now he seemed even sexier. He stood in front of her, his hard cock sticking out in front of him. His desires clear. Kevin took the few steps closer to her, and gently pushed her down on the bed.

Wed been chatting online for years and then about a months ago we started talking on the phone. It was great to finally hear your voice. It was even better than I imagined it would be. Softer than I thought and sexier than I ever dreamed it would be. We talked for hours on end. The time just seemed to fly by. Each and every day talking longer and longer. I constantly looked forward to our daily conversations.

It had been a long day. At work, everything that could go wrong did go wrong - and all of it fell in my lap. Managing a kitchen, short-handed, on the busiest day Ive seen in years has left me with a splitting headache and a -second fuse on my temper. As soon as we opened the doors to people standing in line to be served, the day went right into the toilet. Sadly, it took my plans for having hot sex and dumping my heavily engorged balls into a hot, wet pussy - with it. Im a restaurant owner and have always had strange work hours. Serving authentic Italian food from an accessible location gave us pretty consistent traffic.

This being the second tale of Sebastien and Cosette. The first was The Collaring, posted in an earlier entry. They are best read in order. It was dark in the carriage as it jarred and creaked its way down the mountain from Chateau de La Roque. Within, behind the drawn, rich velvet curtains, Cosette fingered the patterns of intricate lace at her wrists. She wondered where she was going. She wondered why he had given her the dress... Her new dress, all cream-white satin and delicate filigree, was breathtakingly beautiful and shamefully immodest.

She noticed the light turned on, it was brighter, but she still could not see, she could not see anything through the bandanna that was tied tightly around her eyes. She then felt his hands on her again, as she felt the front of her gown being cut, ice cold fear ran through her veins. NOOOOOOOO!!!! she screamed as the cold blade touched her skin. Be quiet, or I will have to gag you as well. He said to her in a hiss. Again Justine recognized the voice, but still not sure why.

The Bonnie Lark was one of the most frequented pubs in the Bazaar. Callous slipped through the crowd and found a table near the bar. He sat across from a snoring dwarf, who had obviously indulged a bit more than was wise. Callous slipped the dwarfs still full mug from his hand and drank, waiting for the girl to follow him in. The tavern was uncomfortably packed. A high stake game of lots was on, in which a laborer had gambled a seasons service against a night with a merchants three elf-maids. Elvin females were a rare commodity in Corici and highly valued as pleasure slaves.

The evening breeze was cool on Elenas face as she stood on the balcony waiting in suspense. Looking west into the deep orange hue of the setting sun, she listened to the dying of the Friday evening traffic in anticipation of the hour when the man she had waited more than a year to meet would arrive. She had met him online months earlier and was now totally in submissive love with the man she called Master. Just the thought of his name sent shivers down her spine - causing her clit to