I led him on to the deck out back by his crotch and fingered to Zach to join us. Thank God I had turned on the jacuzzi before I jumped into the shower. It would be nice and warm and bubbly at this point. I slide off my pants and go over to Dylan and procede to take his clothes off. I want him. Now. I want to go down on him. To taste him. So what am I waiting for? I slide down to his cock and take his inches into my

"Now my boy needs to comfort his self" said and asked me to lay down on her laps. For a second I thought she was going to spank my ass. My dick was between her knees, and she started to massage my ass cheeks "Now mommy has to finger fuck bad son, spread your ass chicks for me baby, yes like that baby, your asshole looks so nice baby. Do you want mom to fuck it now?" "yes mom please fuck my butt hole

My name is Gina, Im a year old Dental assistant. Im lbs C with blond hair and blue eyes. I have recently been attending a gym to try and get into shape. I am a single woman whos only means of pleasure lately has been my vibrator. That was until I met Darion last Friday. I was on the treadmill when I first saw him come into the gym.

However, every new experience I imposed upon her brought a fresh challenge and it was interesting to see her mental torment as she struggled against everything she had ever been taught was decent, in an attempt to both obey her Master and avoid the pain of the whip. The first time I had commanded her to stimulate me orally had been like that. At twenty- six years old, she had led an unadventurous sex-life to say the least, and had never pleasured a man in that way.

All started at the age of . I was a teenager just trying to explore his self and his sexual appetite. I can say my friend since primary school John; help me a lot on that. John is quite a feminine guy, he has light voice, and he moves his hands a lot. He never plays with the other guys, and I know I was the only friend he had at the time. Well we were about to graduate and I was still a virgin.

It was almost six weeks since this girl had walked through my door, offering her completed slave contract to me with her tiny hand, eager to embark on what she must have thought would be an exciting sexual adventure. I watched her now as she lay sleeping on the concrete floor of her cell in the cellar. One of two, it was more of a cage than a cell, measuring only six feet square, its two ends barred, ands its sides made of heavy stone. The dim light in the gloomy cellar glinted gently against the bars, picking out the patch of white concrete in one corner of her prison, the place where her food was

She hadnt been entirely wrong though, I considered, she would begin to appreciate her new role eventually. She would gain immense pleasure form pleasing me. But there was a great deal of painful training to undergo before I could allow her to enjoy herself like that, and my plans for this afternoon were no exception. Slipping my keys and wallet into my jacket pocket I left the house, quickly striding the short walk to my car. I was quite looking forward seeing Chris again.

And that was that. Her first lesson was over. She had learnt the penalty for disobedience first hand, and seemed only too willing to strive to please in future. We began to establish a routine. I would lead her up stairs by her chain every morning and allow her to use the bathroom. While using the toilet she was allowed to close the door, but not lock it. Not that I allowed her this privilege for her benefit, its just that I dont

My name is Kaddu my mom and friends call me that. I stay in Mumbai and am a Maharashtrian guy of and I am the only son of my parents. My mom is and dad is . My dad works as a sales representative for Wipro Computers and for that reason he many times goes out for work. My mom is a schoolteacher in a nearby school. The entire story begins because of a cheap reason. One night some of my friends me went for roaming. We ate food and I am sure because of that I am suffering loose motions.

I do it because it is a release for me, letting all my days worries and hassles slip away as I write about sex on my computer screen. Little did I know what was going to happen by me writing and how it would change my life enormously. I got an email after writing A Day At The Beach. It was from a screenname called Fantsyu. I didnt know if I should open it with all of the damn viruses going around, but I took a chance and opened it anyway.