This is a true story.
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Mommy slave and the Master
The movie was quite a good one, but my mind was elsewhere! Tonight, I was thinking about my three-month journey to, what I thought, victory. Everything started three months ago!
Megans Diary 2
Bridget sat reading.
Being Bi at Home 1959-61 – Part 2
We were going to the beach again as the early mist had gone and the Sun was heating things up very quickly, Jane arrived to confirm she would be picking up Clair and meeting us down there, Vicky smiled at me and winked, my signal things could get hot if the beach was empty and the cave not to wet from the tide washing in. First I had been called by Aunty Betty for instructions as she as arranged would be away for the weekend so I went to her room. She called me in after I had knocked on the door and told me to sit on the bed. She was packing her case as she told me what money she would leave us and gave me a list of things needed from the shops for our food supply then she asked me how things were going with the girls. I told her they had been very kind and shown me a great time at the beach making my holiday very nice. Well, she said they both think a lot of you and talked none stop about your visit before you arrived and with this she put her hand on my upper leg, you are a nice lad and when I return I will take you under my wing for a few days to make your holiday as nice as we all can now go and have some fun with the girls.
Snuffing a bbw
WARNING: This is a Khan story prepare for one submissive girl who spoils her pants.
The Day I Knew I was Bi – Part 11
With my Army duties full all week the time went so quick it was Friday night and time for me to meet Petra at The Golden Lamb and enjoy our weekend, Monice and Jurgen were due to pop in at some stage which gave me time to bring my naughty partner in crime up to date with my club visit and after’s with Monica and Jurgen. Sat in our usual place in the dark rear of the bar, I soon had a very horny Petra asking for every little detail of the meet and had Jurgen given me the thrill I had so needed. I put her mind at rest with the details she wanted and noticed she was playing with herself under the table as I related the whole sager. God wish I had been there she said but I reminded her she had been enjoying the delights of Hanner’s sweet body that night and I am sure they were both not short of an orgasm or six. The look on her face told me I was not far from the truth there, are you wet now I said, well a little, was the reply, but she put her fingers to my lips and forced them in to my mouth the wetness and aroma making me horny to.
My Dog Experience…
Hello, I am 18 now, I was always interested in dogs to play with. I was not feeling horny or anything at all. Just like to play with dogs. My dad found this and bought me a two feet tall Doberman. In the first week, I fed him and tied him at the back garden tree. It was a summer with 21 degrees. My dad did not like the idea of neutering animals, because it is a kind of torturing their lives. I am slim, 5’6″ tall, nice breasts just flowering to get tighter and feeling some itchiness something to do with it but not known what.
Megans Diary 3
Bridget sighed as she read.
His loss, my gain
Our story begins after a night out a few years back Connor, Amber and I ended up back at their house. Our whole group had known each other since high school and we liked to go out for drinks occasionally, we’d slowed down now that we were all in our late 20s but we still drank a far bit. After the night was over we caught a cab, which dropped us off at Amber and Connor’s tiny one bedroom apartment. We plopped down onto the couch. I looked over at Amber to see her rolling her eyes, as her drunk boyfriend Connor jokingly pawed at her.
One Day Consultation With The Doctor
He was sitting in the lounge area perusing Sports Illustrated when the entryway opened, and an appealing and expertly dressed lady in a matching suit with a short skirt opened the entryway and stated, “Rex Hartley?”
Jacks Offshore
The blue and white Bell Jet Ranger helicopter was closing on the oil rig, eighty miles into the green choppy sea off Port Fourcon, Louisiana. Jack told himself he wasn’t going back offshore again! Ever! Yet, here he finds himself, accepting another hitch — not on the platform he’s flying to, but on the one-hundred-forty foot supply boat tied up to it. Twenty-eight days of – fourteen days off.
Am I Cheater?
My friends it happened a long time ago and would like to share with you my feelings, sorrows and wishes. Hope you will give me your feedback. I am happily married, live in the city with my husband yet my sons have not come to this world. My husband works for a company and he has to go to other cities for company business. Whenever he goes on a business tour, I stay alone in the house. The 1st and 2nd time I was scared of being alone but after that accepted the reality and stayed home without any worries. But 2 years ago when my husband left for a business tour and I went to bed as usual and went into a sound sleep. But in the middle of the night I felt someone in bed and his hands were caressing my body First I thought it was my husband but soon I remembered he was not in town. I got scared and tried to push him away but he caught my hands and climbed on me. I recognized him, I knew this guy since we moved to town. I always felt lust in his eyes for me and hated him. I never talked to him or made any kind of contact with him or family (Parents) He was just neighbor about 30 years old and that night he held me in his strong arms I tried to escape but he was really strong young guy. I was wearing only my nighty. I usually sleep without bra and panty in the night. He gripped my hands in his one hand and sat between my legs, tore my nighty with the other hand. I tried to use my legs to push him away but it was useless. He held his manhood and entered me with force and single thrust. I cried in pain but he put his hand over my mouth. He never spoke a word to me all the time and he started to ram me in and out without any mercy. His manhood was not bigger than my husband but it was fatter than him. I felt a lot of pain because I was not lubricated or ready for this. His strokes were hurting me and after a few minutes he released in me and fell on me, I pushed him away and this time he fell down on the floor. I was not in my senses and kept lying there in bed naked saying no word to him. He stood up, took his shorts and left without saying a word. It was a terrible situation for me. I hardly went door to door and locked from inside. Maybe I forgot to lock last night and he got a chance to enter the house. I should call police and report of rape but I thought first call to my husband and it up to him to handle this but I was messed up and wanted to wash me up before call him. I took myself to the bathroom and tried to wash myself. There were a lot of bruises on my whole body. My pussy got hurt and her lips were swollen. I stood under warm water and took shower. Meanwhile, I kept thinking about this incident. I decided to complain against him with his parents and make case in police. I was sitting in the bathtub and the whole story was running in my mind as film. I started to feel a little bit better and kinda like what happened to me. My husband is very kind to me and good in love making too but tonight what happened it was different and it took me to think about differences. My husband is very romantic and in love making he always very caring and kind to me and I always appreciate his behavior but this night it was something else as I came to know a new reality about my needs. I started to think about uninvited guest and his way of love making. I was very mad on him when he did and rape me and was ready to complain against him but now as thought deeply my feeling against him started to change in sympathy. In the past his gazing at me with lustful eyes told me that he may be helpless and he did bad but he has no choice…… I felt a very sweet feeling about the poor guy and touched my pussy which looked very pleased. I felt that tonight I got something which one I missed in my sexual life. I was satisfied and happy with my husband in my bed but always I felt something I needed was missing. Now after this incident I realized that it was an unexpected thrust that I was missing. Yes fellows That his first thrust which I thought tore my pussy`s wall was my need. I touched the lips of my pussy and it felt really very comfortable. In my mind a wave of thinking came that I may get a chance coming night and in future trips of my hubby. I resisted myself and decided to just keep silent and not complain but tried to stay away from him……. But after evening I changed my mind and made sure that door was not locked. I slept even naked, but he did not visit. The next day my hubby came back from his trip….. I did not tell him what happened but I felt very bad cause that night I should not have kept door open for him. Even though he never came back but still I feel that I tried to cheat my husband. Am I a cheater, let me know my friends……… I think cheating is not only when we make love to someone other than our husband / wife but also if we try to get a chance it is also cheating.This content appeared first on new sex story .com
E-Mail Sex Slave
This story is based loosely on fact. While I am not a 19 year old college student, I did have a relationship with a Dom by e-mail and I did do a lot of the stuff in the story. I just have not become quite the slut described in the story. This e-mail relationship did cause me to be much more open to opportunistic sex and, while not subjugating myself to men completely, have become much more conscious of making sex as pleasurable as possible for my partner, male or female. It has also enhanced my exhibitionist tendencies and allowed me to feel pleasure wearing revealing clothing, and discretely exposing myself, in public. Now, to the story:
Dare girl goes astray
Chapter 1
Megans day out with daddy 2
I stood his cock sliding deep into me. I feel his full length slowly fill my pussy with his flesh. I exhale feeling him in me. His hands gripping my arse cheeks spreading them as he held his cock in my pussy.
How I became a whore for animal cock
I was working the nightshift at the social care farm where I’d been working for the past year. I am a 20 year old well shaped girl, long blond hair and people tell me I’m real pretty. I was quietly reading a magazine in the living room, when suddenly Pete, one of our clients rushed in shouting that something was wrong with one of the horses. Of course I immediately got up and followed him to the stables. As soon as we entered the stables I heard the door slam shut behind me and Pete turned around with that smirk on his face that I’d seen so often before and that said that what he’d really like to do is rip my clothes off and fuck me. I looked behind me and saw that Hank and Billy were standing there in front of the closed door. “Shit, now what”, was what went through my head. The answer came immediately as Pete grabbed me, and Hank and Billy started ripping off my dress. I screamed at them to stop, but they just laughed and threw my ripped dress behind them. Then they tore off my bra and panties and I was completely naked and at the mercy of three lightly mentally handicapped males of about 25 years old.
The Day I Knew I was Bi – Part 13
On Sunday after our Church parade and lunch I thought I would leave School by the Guston gate and wander down to the village shop, I like many of the boy’s liked to smoke fag’s when I had enough money for them, back then in the 50’s parents like my Mum had little spare cash to send to son’s at school and that is why at weekends I spent my time on the cliffs or wandering the Lanes but now and then swimming at St Margeret’s Bay. The beach was small and not many people went there back then and I like to swim and sun bath on the pebble beach.
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RENOVATION PROJECT
Megans Diary
Hello all. Firstly before I start my next series. Thanks for the feedback. Some ideas for continuing some of my past series. Especially ‘Nudist Family Antics’ and ‘Being treated right’ and a couple of others. I am working on where I can take those further, and the other small ones I have had mentioned by a few readers.
Further, She is not a servant
This was happened during the delivering period of my wife’s second baby. Some complications were aroused then she had to stay in the hospital for special medical attention. This caused big difficulties to the day to day work at home because we have another child at the age of two years to look after carefully. The office I worked was 5 to 6 km away from my house. I had do go every day because it was supervising nature duty. As a solution to this problem we had decided to find a servant. It was very difficult task to find a suitable servant, fortunately at last we could find out a Tamil girl from upcountry.
Megans Secret
Bridget stood in the middle of her daughters room naked, she looked around. Her husband was fucking her daughter, she smiled. She reached back into the wardrobe pulling out the tin. She sat down and opened it up. She pulled out her diary again and opened it. She read it again smiling, she picked up the baby doll again and the knickers, again smelling her daughters scent. She felt naughty smelling her daughters underwear.
Being Bi at Home 1958-61 – Holiday Part 1
On leaving school I arrived home to be told it had been arranged for me to go and stay with my Aunt and two cousins down in Devon at Plymouth, the girls were 16 and 17 and the family lived in a small Hamlet. My folks were off on a well earnt holiday and it was thought here was great for me at the coast with the girls and the beaches to keep us busy for the 2 weeks. I was ok with that, the girls were good fun and Vicky the younger was always laughing Betty the older was a little more of the thinking type so all was looking good.
Coming in Love
He knelt before her as if to worship her. Her eyes were fire in anticipation of this man’s love. She twitched uncontrollably, almost imperceptibly. But he noticed. He felt her, he knew her intimately, but they had never been this close; not physically, anyway. But the connection was there, the fire burned, the touching of hearts and minds complete — all that was left to do was consummate this match. This heavenly connection, this divine union. This spark that was about to combust.
The schoolgirls become slaves
Chapter 1: Kati becomes a slave