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I met him in a class that I was taking. The attraction was instant and intense. I remember the stolen kisses and hugs that led to intimate body parts being groped and squeezed. He said once, "You don't know me well." All I could reply was, "ohhhhh, but I want to." I should have known from the look in his eyes that I needed to know him.

I'm wearing a short denim skirt, low cut shirt, and have on red boy cut panties.

"No Chuck, I really want to do it. I was expecting to do it when you changed things around before."

"At any rate, Alicia did come back the next day and came straight to his office. He made her wait for a while and when he finally let her in he just looked at her and she froze. He told her he presumed her return meant she was prepared to become his sex salve and she said yes. He led her into his chamber without any further comment, made her strip and then tied her down. He took just a moment to explain that part of her training would involve pain. It was necessary if she were to be taught her true position. He then proceeded to paddle her ass until she passed out. He brought her around and went right to fucking her ass until she passed out again. By the time he was done she was a wreck and when he finally realized how out of control he had gotten he lost it and cried like a baby.

"Yeah, but if you'd taken one of your girlfriends you would have easily found many eager guys ready to party with you. Now you're stuck with me."

"It didn't take you two long to become friends." Bob said collapsing into his chair.

The limo was at the curb, and Yukio handed her in while Dominic loaded her trunk. She sat across from them, scowling all the way to the airport. Every time Dominic tried to offer an explanation, she glared him into silence. Yukio was going to great lengths to keep from laughing at him.

"Are you still hard? Let me see?"

"Yeah, usually."

In less than the time it takes to describe it, I had my wildest sexual dreams exceeded fifty times over! My exotic fantasy woman was bisexual! Or at least she fucked women. And she was a swinger! Or at least had sex with other guys besides her husband. And black guys! This was a woman like none I have ever met. I was so hard, I had to get off. I saved the pictures to my hard drive and displayed them all and slowly jerked myself off to a huge climax. The three-times-a-month five-minute missionary fuck my wife allowed me seemed sad by comparison to masturbation, when it was inspired by this real-life nympho.

He's wearing a pink-checkered shirt, jeans, sneakers and no socks. He feels stuck in the 1950's and loves it, slipping a hand in between her cardigan and her dress tentatively. She's not wearing a bra; he can feel her heavy breast against the soft blue fabric. He looks up at her face as he finds her nipple, sees her delight. Swoop, swoop, his fingers move across the fabric, then he grabs her by the waist and kisses their first kiss again. Her mouth is a lovely willing form, full lips, slightly parted. He tastes lemonade and lip-gloss, then the sweet surface of her poking tongue. He pulls back, looks at her smile, feels carefree and kisses her again.

"We have talked it over, and we would like to include you tonight." Sarah said

You smiled in quietly restrained delight. "Like this. It feels good."

We fell asleep, a luxuriant, stoned sleep known to those who've enjoyed a night like no other. Before curling up for the night, I slipped my half-erection into Claire's pussy once more and then cuddled her closely, falling asleep while inside her. I woke a few hours later to find us still connected, and gave her pussy a few slow strokes, licking her back and neck. She was still asleep, and I needed more rest. The night was cold.

â€œDonâ€™t! Oh, God! Donâ€™t!â€ Jennifer cried. â€œGimme! Gimme!â€

Then, one night, something happened.

I reached the door and grabbed the handle; however it appeared to be locked. I moved to the rear entrance, which I found also locked and I could now hear voices from the kitchen. There was a chair close by and I slowly moved it to the large kitchen window and then peered in. I almost feel off it, as there was my mother kneeling naked from the waist down wearing only a pair of black suspenders and lace top stockings, which encased her legs, together with, shinny black patient leather shoes with a 6'' heel. There were small weights attached chains, which were clamped to her nipples pulling them down. With each violent movement they would swing from side to side causing her pain. She again wore the heavy sluttish makeup I had seen her in the night before and her hair was gelled and pulled back in a ponytail. There was also some sort of studded collar around her neck attached to a leash with two chains leading to leather wristlets. My stepfather's brother stood in front of her where he was also naked from the waist down. Below his fat stomach his cock jutted out and he was pushing it down my mother's throat. I watched as it slid out then he would try and force it even further down until his swollen testicles slapped her chin. She was being forced to take him deep inside her throat as he controlled her head with the collar. My stepfather stood on the other side of the room with a camera catching every bit of her violation in every graphic detail.

Again fire and pain, but this time on my left cheek. The pain was intense; I hadn't been spanked since I was twelve years old. My breath stopped in my chest for a brief second as my body did it's best to accommodate the pain I was experiencing. Tears streamed down my cheeks as sobs wracked my body. I was so confused, why was Roy hurting me?

â€œI know the best way to do this,â€ I told him and pulled up a chair next to him.

He did till she busted loose with two more screaming orgasms. She lay there, panting and looking at him with complete lust. He slid up, and put the head of his eight inch cock up against her pussy lips. He kissed her and made sure she could taste her cum on his mouth. He told her to lick his cheeks and chin and she gladly did. All the time her hips were grinding into his cockhead. She whispered, "Please fuck me Tom...please, baby. I need it so bad."

It was right about here that I started to get some weird vibes.

I felt myself coming and he retreated, to my utter dismay. "Wha-.." I started as he brought a finger to my lips, shushing me. I could smell myself on him and this got me even hotter as I opened my mouth, sucking his finger inside.

"I couldn't help it, Jack," she grinned. "I don't know when I'll get the chance to have this again."

"Now bitch now!"

Francie smiled at me thankfully. In her own apartment Francie was a lot more comfortable letting go.

Kristen went up and down on his dick as her tongue worked through his dick while inside Kristen's mouth. Kristen sucked faster and faster. Andrew just wanted to grab the jeans she was wearing and pull it down, however his hands were tied up.

And so my wife found out and told me to move out and go and live with the slut if that's what I wanted to do. So I did.

The next day I found myself alone with Inge on the beach. She confessed to me that she and her brother had been lovers for almost a year. She was slightly older, at nineteen, actually ten months older than her brother. Mom had decided to have the two of them in quick, efficient succession, after which she could resume her modeling career. Inge, seeing that I was fascinated rather than in the least disapproving, confessed that she and Jens were deeply attracted to each other. They knew it was said to be â€˜wrong,â€™ but they couldnâ€™t help themselves, she claimed, so overwhelmed were they by their youthful ardor for one another. And then, as I probed, she confessed something else. Both she and her brother, she told me, were bisexual. Why she had decided to mention this little fact to me I couldnâ€™t be sure, but it definitely was provocative, and very suggestive.

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He stood, silent and unmoving, as his eyes greedily fondled her half-naked form. Her chest rose and fell with each quickening breath and her ears strained to hear the noise he was not making. He reached out, taking a pink nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it forcefully. The unexpected touch caused her to whimper softly. Smiling, he strummed both her erect rosy nipples with his fingers before trailing his fingertips lightly down her stomach and resting them atop her sheer, hip-hugging panties. He felt her body quiver under his touch and heard her breath catch in her throat as he ran a finger teasingly over her panty-covered pussy and pressed softly against her tender clitoris. She felt herself flush as he peeled the panties from her hips, rolling them slowly down her stocking-clad thighs and allowing them to fall to the floor. He knelt in front of her placing his hands on her hips and pulling her closer to him and kissed her warm, wet pussy as passionately as he would her mouth. A low moan fell from her lips as she felt his nimble tongue working at her needy pussy and she pressed herself hard against him. He filled his mouth with her, delighting in her enticing taste before, much to her dismay, standing again and gently taking her hand.

"Stop," you protest.

All my life I've done so much to further the female cause. Gone on rallies, given speeches, protested inequality. I brought you with me to all of them for Christ's sake! I thought someday you would appreciate the sacrifices and triumphs I worked so hard to make. All those things were so that stupid twits like you need not kneel before some man, smiling like a monkey, cooking his meals, and sucking his thingy when he wasn't out fucking other women.

The man ignored her request and reached into the cooler once again. He retrieved some more ice and began rubbing her with it. The melting ice dripped from her and he began catching it on his tongue as he continued licking her. He chilled her and heated her up at the same time. Holding a piece of ice in his mouth, he sucked on her clit and she gave out a yelp at the sensation. He took another piece and again rubbed it on her anus feeling it pucker at the touch. He pushed it into her and she groaned even louder.

Don stopped and turned to face her.

His courage increased. "What, what do you do? If you don't mind me asking."

According to Mrs. Phillips, a single mother and extremely protective of her only child, Angie had seduced her son.

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