Hi Friends… My name is Alishba…. umeed h aap sub theek ho gy…. agr aap ny meri previous stories read nhi ki to me recommend krti hu k wo read kry…. or mujy feedback kry stories k bary may k aap ko stories kesi lgi…. aaj me aap ko pichli story (Husband Wife Love Story) ka part-3 sunany ja rhi hu… jis ny part-1 or part-2 read nhi kia wo pehly read kry…. ab aap ka time na waste krty huay Story pe aati hu…. So Lets Start….
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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!
Sam wakes up
NOTE: Unlike any other story I’ve written in the past, which were all written while I was masturbating to porn and in a horny state, this story was written after orgasm.
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.
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:
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.
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.
Mating with Curley
Who could predict the thoughts in the mind of married women. Some women wonder what it might be like to fuck some certain guy while others go out of their way to do it. Gone are the days of the man being a serial cheat. These days it’s the women. And, for some women they even go outside the species.