Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Well, it’s safe to say last night was the worst nights sleep I’d had in a long time. You never quite realize how much you’ve taken having access to your penis for granted until you have a device being the only thing blocking it from touching the backside of the woman of your dreams. I’m not too sure how she found it comfortable herself but as far as I’m aware she slept through everything, even being a tease in her sleep by grinding against me as we lay in the spooning position. I felt like a defeated bitch but we’d decided on one week so I was going to see out the remaining days at the very least before I make a decision on continuing wearing, I’m sure I’d be able to talk her around it and…
The Basketball Game
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 My Master smiled at me as he ushered me into the room. There he had setup a large screen TV to watch the Basketball game. I had known he intended to have a few of the guys in to watch the game, I had not expected to be invited. Of course, with Master, surprises were his specialty. “Come my slave, everyone agrees you should watch the game with us.” was all he had said to me when he had come to fetch me, tossing me a tiny little sundress to put on, and unquestioningly I had followed. I stood in the doorway and smiled shyly at the four men who were seated around the room as the pre-game commentary was going on on the screen. They all smiled back generously and I felt the familiar flip in…
Working Relationship Ch. 12
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The next morning Sarah was woken by a discreet knock on her bedroom door. Glancing at her clock she realised it was 7:15 and time to get up. “Come in,” she called out. The door opened and John entered with a tray containing a cup of tea and a piece of toast. “Your breakfast will be ready downstairs as soon as you come down Sarah,” he said, placing the tray on the bed beside her. “What would you like this morning?” Careful not to let her surprise show, Sarah replied, “Just a bowl of cereal I think this morning John, thank you, I will be down as soon as I have finished in the bathroom.” John stood for a moment as if he expected more. “You may go now John,” said Sarah, “Thank you for the tea…
The Audition
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 His heart was beating so hard inside of his chest that he could no longer think clearly. He just realized they really did not plan out this scene ahead of time. He was so drawn to her energy that most of his rules regarding safety were ignored. For some strange reason he trusted this stranger, as if they were intimately involved in a former life. He was beginning to question his judgement. What on Earth does the Queen have in store for me today? He wondered to himself as he struggled to see or hear any clues in the quiet room. He was bent over a pyramid shaped bench with his hands tied behind his back, his bare ass presented to her. She bound his ankles to the wooden legs of the bench with rope so that…
Wife’s Friends Anal Ch. 02
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 After our initial anal show with my wife’s friends, they must have talked between themselves and others. My wife was getting calls about why weren’t others invited. There were at least three other of her close friends that wanted to watch me get fucked up the ass. My wife was telling me about it and it got me all excited. How do you tell your wife that yes I want some of her friends to watch me get plowed up the ass with a strap on bigger than any thing imaginable. Their husbands have nothing close to the size of the monster I take up my ass. None of them, would take something three inches wide up their pussy let alone up their ass. It’s just not normal. Any way she was talking about it and working…
That First Time
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I can remember the first submissive I enjoyed, it was not a situation that presented one in the aspect as we look at one another here. She was “easy” and I did not appreciate what she was giving at the time as I would today. When I actually enjoyed my first submissive is like having sex for the first time in some ways. Or maybe your first threesome “who goes first, is their an order” it can be funny after it over. Not that being Dominate is a problem, but taking ones time to “enjoy” another. Not for a half hour but for a day, maybe a week. The time may not be so important but the word enjoy in by far the key to what I always seek. My first submissive to give herself to me…
The Adventures of the Novice Dom Ch. 1
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 My wife and I had experimented with BDSM in the context of “how kinky can we get” for quite some time in our marriage, but never considered it as more than just a sexual activity. It wasn’t until my wife was looking up things on the internet to spice up our sex life that she came across a description of a true dom/sub relationship. She was floored by the way in which she could relate to the actual mindset of a submissive. She found a great appeal in the concept of surrendering yourself to another’s will – someone who she could trust that completely. It offered her the ability to deal with certain issues accrued throughout her life in an atmosphere of emotional security on a totally different level than that which we were used to. For…
Wet-N-Wild
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The first time it happened was an accident. Annie stopped to have a few beers with a friend before boarding a bus from New York to Boston. Forty minutes into the trip she had to pee. An interim stop in Hartford was well over an hour away. Annie squeezed her legs together trying to hold back the urge, but it was a losing battle. She squirmed in her seat and pressed her hand against her pussy hoping that would work. It didn’t. The first gush soaked through her panties before she managed to squeeze it back and stop the flow. Annie continued to fight the urge to pee but it became stronger and stronger as the minutes ticked away. The bus hit a bump causing Annie to lurch forward. The muscles she was using to contain the…
Nicole Desired Ch. 19
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 It was a pleasant Saturday afternoon, a soft breeze drifted through the rose garden as Nicole enjoyed her walk to Linda’s house. She hadn’t said anything about where she was going as she had only decided on making a visit to the house once she had started on her walk. Nicole entered the house through the patio door and moved into the great room. Looking around she imagined finally being married and becoming the woman of the house. She was set to marry Linda but due to the assault Linda had put the wedding on indefinite hold. Nicole walked through the house looking at all the wonderful decorating she had done. Sitting down in a comfortable overstuffed chair, her eyes began to water. She thought about what had happened to her, and all the hell she had…
Not a Real Gamer
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This is a silly story I wrote about reality warping witches and turning gamers into lusty gamer girls. It’s got some vaguely jerky things said by our intrepid protagonist/victim, but hey you can’t be a gamer without some Heated Gamer Moments right? I hope this is taken in the goofy spirit it was intended. Enjoy! *** Kyle cracked open another energy drink; it was time to defend gaming. He’d been playing video games since he was old enough to use his thumbs. His whole life was a running chronology of the progress of the home entertainment industry, punctuated occasionally by his life’s milestones. When he didn’t have a lot of friends, he played online. When he was feeling down, they picked him back up. They were an intrinsic part of his identity. That’s why he was so…