I started a new job last month." "Good for you. Where do you work?" "I work at Pardee's Nursing Home. I take care of all the linen." "That's cool do you like it?" "It's a lot of fun. What is really great is this woman that I met there." "So, not only did you get a new job but you also got a new girlfriend. You lucky guy." "It's not like that at all. You see that it all happened the second night that I started: It was my second night on the job and ( just got finished bringing down the last of the dirty linen for the 12 O'clock runs. I was in the linen room setting up the carts for the next night when this woman said hi and Startled me. "Hello, my name is Samantha
I see you're new around here what's your name?" "My name is Jeff. I just started the other night. How do you like it so far? "It's OK. Just very boring. I know I used to do this job about two years ago. Would you join me in a cup of coffee? Sure, I have plenty of time to finish this later. We talked for almost an hour before I decided that I had to get back to work. We said our good - byes and Samantha left. The following night around the same time Samantha came back again. This time she brought coffee with her
She asked me if the job was getting any less boring and I told her NO. She then told me she had a way of making it a lot less boring. She turned on my radio and started to do a strip tease. She first removed her blouse and bra. Then continued dancing and eventually removed her skirt. There she was just dancing double black vagina in her underpants and me with an erection that would choke a horse. Samantha then beckons me over to her. We are both dancing and she starts to unbutton my shirt. My shirt hits the floor and she starts to pinch my nipples lightly
Then she proceeded to remove my pants. After we are both completely naked we made a comfortable spot on the floor with some blankets. She had me lie down first. Then she laid down on top of me and started to kiss every inch of my body. She started at my forehead and continued right down to my toes. Let me tell you by this time I was so horny I double black vagina thought I was going to cum right there on the spot, but she had other plants. She touched a spot on my inner thigh that made the feeling of cumming go away. She then started to lick her way back up to my groin. When she got there she very gently and lovingly took one testicle in her mouth, licked it sucked it, and then did the same things to the other one. By now that feeling double black vagina of cumming was starting to return. Samantha must have sensed it because she touched that spot on my inner thigh again and the feeling went away
She then proceeded to lick all the way up to the head of my cock. When she got there, she inhaled it all the way down to the base. She licked my cock like no other woman has ever done. The noises, the sucking, and the licking had me close to cumming again. This time she let me cum and cum I did right down her throat. I couldn't believe it, she swallowed every last drop. After she was done with my cock, she moved up so that her cunt was right over my mouth. Needless to say, I was only too happy to return the favor. I started to lick and suck her outer lips
After they opened on their own, I moved to her inner lips and again licked and sucked them until she was moaning like crazy. That was when I started to lick, suck, and nipple on her clit. She started to buck and whimper, but I kept going. I then started to knead her ass cheeks with my hands. I even slipped one of my fingers up her ass. Let me tell you when I did that she came so hard I thought I was going to drown. By this tie I was hard again
Samantha also noticed this and proceeded to sit on my cock. She started out moving up and down really slow, then she started to move so fast and hard I thought she was going to rip my cock off As we approached another orgasm, she let out a yell I thought could be heard on the eighth floor. Thank god no one heard a thing. After we both came and relaxed, we both got dressed and she helped me finish my work, gave me a kiss and left. That was the last time I saw her. If I brooke vaginal don't see her tonight, I'm going to ask my boss what happened to her. Well Tom, I have to go for now I'll call you and let you know what's going on. OK, Jeff talk to you later bye See ya That night at work again Samantha again did not return. This is crazy I thought Samantha and I had a good thing going, why wouldn't she come back. It's now 6:50am and my boss has just arrived. George can I ask you a question? Sure Jeff what's up? For a couple of weeks now a woman named Samantha has been coming down here and helping me with the linen, but for the last week I have not seen her or even heard from her. Does she still work here? Jeff, the last Samantha we had working here died about two years ago. She even had your position. There must be a mistake. This girl was far from dead. Come with me. We went to the personnel office where he had copies of all of the id badges. Is this her? Yes that's her
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Tera patrick car. The Lustful, part one. "Are you ready yet, love..?" Taylor said, scratching her thighs and slightly wiggling on the couch nervously and excited. I yelled a confirmation from across the house, as I rushed in and jumped next to her, displacing her slightly (The couch was tera patrick car damn bouncy) and she playfully pushed me back in the other direction. My love, Taylor, was 17 and turning 18 in a couple of months, while I was 14 then; she was tall (6'1, while I was 5'9-5'10 then) a bit chunky, nice C-cup breasts, and an ass to die for. She was also tanned, and had long, black hair that flowed slightly past her shoulders. Despite the age difference, we fell in love months before (Still amazed that she's still with me today, long time after. Almost 6 years) and we were now alone and undisturbed in my house. She smiled at me, stopping her excited and nervous moving, and shivered as I lightly kissed the side of her neck, breathing on her. I softly kissed her neck again, -this time longer- and she shivered again, as she pressed her cheek up against mine and whispered softly into my ear
"I need you...Love me, please...!" I quietly nodded, as I crawled up and ontop of her body. Turned on, she leaned her head up and latched her lips on my neck, and sucked lightly. I traced my hands up along her thighs while teasingly moaning her name loudly against her ear, causing her to suck on my neck harder. When she latched her mouth off, she traced her lips up along my neck to my chin, kissing the spot once. She moved her lips farther up, before giving me a deep, passionate kiss, moaning into it as I continued to roam her body with my hands and slip in my tongue in tera patrick car between her lips. She pulled away and grinned evily, as she looked down and saw the bulge in my pants, pressing against her stomach. I leaned inwards, and licked her lips teasingly; then I kissed her lower neck. Excited, she reached down with one hand and slipped it into my pants, and began to stroke my cock. I stopped kissing her, and turned my attention on taking off her top aaralyn anal black and bra, while she still stroked my cock, slyly grinning at me as I did so
I lowered myself down on her body, as I trailed down her neck and shoulders with kisses. I kissed down her chest, stopping right above her right boob, near her heart, as I kissed it softly, before I continued downwards again. I placed my mouth down on her dark, hard-looking nipple and sucked ligtly on it. A moan escaped her mouth, and she squeezed down on my cock for a second, enjoying every lick and kiss that I gave her breasts. I kissed my way downwards from her breasts onto her stomach, and began working on her pants. She kicked them off as I slid them off her ankles quickly, before glaring at me playfully, as she laid there, naked. "Love, it's not fair if you only get to see me...I want to see your body too!" Finishing the sentence, I slid off my shirt and began unbuttoning my pants, before she helped and almost tore them off of me (Including boxers) and eyed my cock hungrily. It was a bit over 6 1/2", and pretty thick
She stroked it several times, and looked up at me hungrily, as she did when she first saw my cock. "I want it, love...I need it..." I teased back, pressing my naked body against hers. "Need what, baby?..." "Your dick...I need it inside of me, please...!" She whined softly, moving her hips and rubbing the shaft of my cock with her pussy lips. I lifted myself up off of her and held myself up, letting her take a view as I would deflower her and be the first person to take away her virginity. I wanted her to want it as badly as I wanted her, though, so I took my time as I pressed the tip onto her entrance. She continued to whisper to me tera patrick car that she needed it even more, and began to whimper and whine as I rubbed the tip up along her pussy's entrance
She let out a soft moan, and that was when I entered her, slowly. She crooned very loudly, feeling me as I filled her with my meat. I continued to go inside of her, slowly and delicately, as one would do when tending a rose, not wanting to break her. Halfway inside of her, she wanted all of me inside of her. Doing as she said, I -a bit quicker now- slipped inside of her. She let out a small gasp and winced, but then let out a low, loud moan. I began to move my hips back up, pulling out of her, then, gently going back inside of her. Instinctively, she squeezed the muscles of her pussy around my cock, making me stop for a second and breath deeply, taking in the pleasure at the same time. I could see a bit of discomfort as I began to move in and out of her again, and casted her a worried glance, stopping
She winced slightly, and tried to make what was a smile and turned into a grimace, but leaned up and gave me a reasurring kiss that told me to continue. After I began to move, she let out another deep, low groan as her pussy squeezed around my dick again. I began to quicken my pace, and she moved her hips up against mine, trying to keep pace of my thrusts. She slided a hand down onto her clit, and began rubbing it furiously, as I continued to fuck her. "Oooohh..." She let out another loud croon, as I kissed her neck. Fixing story soon- Teen Stories Discuss Who Voted for this Story Comments Log in to comment or register here. Username Password Remember Forgotten Password? No Account? Register Now! Site Navigation Main Forums Chat Rooms Blogs DVD's & Sex Toys Live Sex Cams Video On Demand Register An Account Submit A Story Advertise
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Big titted masturbating. As a child, I wanted only two things--to please, and to be held and cuddled. Which was hard, coming from an abusive home. My father would beat my mother and me for any infraction, real or imagined, at the drop of a hat. And any time he started in on me, my mother would do nothing, because if she did, he’d beat her bad, and then go back and finish on me. So, maybe because of her feelings of guilt, she was very distant from me, for as far back as I can remember. My father had one real friend--Paul. Dad kept getting into fights—usually verbal--with most other men, but Paul worked with Dad, lived right around the big titted masturbating block from us, and Paul was bigger, so those three reasons combined more often than not kept Dad in line when Paul was around. That didn’t mean that I didn’t still get slapped, hit, kicked, and yelled at, but it didn’t go on for hours if Paul was there
“Autumn!” Dad would yell when he and Paul would get home from work, “get your ass down here and bring us a beer!” I was the afternoon waitress in our living room since the age of five. Mom would be at big titted masturbating work, or making dinner in the kitchen, and I would rush to the refrigerator to grab two cans of beer for them. The time I tripped while hurrying over to them, dropping and shaking up the beers, was the first time I remember Paul seeing me get hit. “Get your stupid ass up, and get over here!” Dad yelled. I scrambled to pick up the rolling cans and came over to him on the couch where he was sitting. He slapped me across the face, and I dropped the cans again and tried not to cry. “Do you think we can drink that now? Do you?” I shook my head no. Dad raised his hand as if to hit me again, “I can’t hear your empty head rattle! Speak!” “No sir,” I managed to squeak out, my eyes locked on the cans on the carpet
I was too embarrassed to even look at Paul; I figured he must be very angry with me for ruining his after-work time like Dad was, was all I could think, and I wanted Paul to be happy with me. Dad made me apologize and go get two more cans, and I was much more careful after that. Most of the time, after he and Paul had had a few beers, they would get into a good mood. They would be laughing and joking, and sometimes even singing. Times like that were good, because most every time when I came out, Dad wouldn’t yell at me and, if I stood by Paul’s chair, Paul would stroke my hair or my back, absentmindedly. As young as I was, I wished I had a way to tell him how much that meant to me. Many evenings, Paul would have dinner with us, others he would I guess go home. When Mom went back to work full time, I would sometimes have a sitter of sorts when I got home from school
I say “of sorts”, because it was Mrs. DeCarlo from next door, who would make sure I got home ok, turn the TV on, and then go back next door. Mom and Dad weren’t paying her—we couldn’t afford to hire a real sitter—and so she just did it as kind of a charity. She was nice enough, but she said I was too serious, and kept saying she wished her kids would have come straight home from school and started washing dishes, vacuuming, and cleaning the bathrooms. I know she thought I was strange, but if the house wasn’t in order, Mom would be mad, and Dad would be even madder. Mrs. DeCarlo would just go back to her house, shaking her head all the way
Some days, when I didn’t go to school, I didn’t even see her at all. Usually when I didn’t go to school, it was because I had bruises, or was being punished. I would be in the house alone all day until sometimes as late as nine at night if both Mom and Dad worked late, which Mom said worried her. I think Dad didn’t care, because when she said something, he’d tell her to shut up. All of this changed when Paul got hurt at work, and was not allowed by the doctor to return for a few months. It was decided that he would be my sitter. The first day of this arrangement, I was told to walk over to his house to stay until he was given the ok to move around more, and could come over to our house
My Dad took me aside the night before and told me that if I broke anything at his friend’s house, he’d break my face. Mom told me that since I was making extra work for Paul, I had better go over and help him by washing the dishes, doing the laundry, and anything else that needed to be done, and not ask for a single thing. She said if I let my stupidity and selfishness wreck this setup that allowed them to both work overtime and everything, I was going to pay, bigtime. When I got over to Paul’s, he seemed happy to see me. I went to go look to see if he needed the dishes washed, and he asked if I wanted something to drink. I shook my head no, then remembered my manners, and said “No, sir.” Paul laughed, and took me to the sofa
He kneeled down, and stroked my hair, and told me it was ok to call him Paul, and that he knew my parents had told me to come over and work, but that’s not what I was going to be doing. He went and got sodas for both of us, and for the rest of the day, we cuddled on the sofa and watched TV. He played with my hair, rubbed my back, and hugged me for hours. I was in heaven. The next day, we had less time because I’d had school, but we still had a few hours; we again cuddled on his sofa and watched TV. Paul sang theme songs in a funny voice, and he made me laugh, something I wasn’t used to doing a whole lot
Little by little, I began to relax more and more around him. I became accustomed to our routine; when I would get there, we would talk for a little bit, and have a soda, or some fruit, or something. Then we’d go over to his large sofa, and turn on the TV to watch a show, or a movie, and either start cuddling right away, or do something else I liked; sometimes Paul would let me rub his back, which I loved to do, or I would sit on the floor and he would sit on the couch, and he would brush and play with my hair for a long, long time. I wasn’t old enough to know what to do about it, but I would be very aroused this whole time, and I was developing a huge crush on Paul. At home, things were the same—I was still getting beatings, getting yelled at, and never being touched, except when I was being hit. One morning, what I’d come to think of as “a no-school morning”, I got up and Dad was in a bad mood
I accidentally brushed against him in the kitchen, and he said I did it intentionally, and hit me. I fell into the refrigerator, and knocked some of the magnets off, and he really laid into me. He said I was clumsy and stupid. He took off his belt and stood over me as I picked the magnets up and put them back, one by one. As I picked up each one, he made me apologize, then he would hit me with the belt, and I had to put the magnet back where it belonged, then he would hit me with the belt again, and make me bend down to pick up the next magnet, and it would start all over. I was happy that I had only knocked off six or so magnets, because I thought it would be over then, but it wasn’t. He made me walk to my room, while he hit me with the belt
Then he made me “clean up” my room—really he was making me just move things from one place to another, because my room wasn’t messy—all the while he was screaming at me and hitting me while I performed his ritual of picking whatever it was up, apologizing, getting hit, putting it wherever he said it was supposed to go, and then getting hit again. Finally, he had to go to work, and since I couldn’t go to school until Mom made sure there weren’t any noticeable bruises, I was told to go to Paul’s. When I got to Paul’s, could figure out more or less what had happened. We went to cuddle on the couch. I hurt in a lot of places, but I didn’t care as long as Paul was holding me. I was on the inside of the couch, and Paul was on the outside, almost on top big titted masturbating of me, like he was protecting me. He held me and rocked me, told me I was a good girl, and as I was falling asleep, I told him that I loved him. I woke up slowly, I’m not sure how much later
We were still in the same position, but Paul’s hand had moved; his hand was between my legs, outside of my panties, and he was stroking back and forth, lightly, over the crotch of the panties. I was scared, but the feeling was nice. I was afraid of what was going to happen next, and I was also afraid that he would stop. Paul could tell I’d woken up, and he started talking to me again, softly. He told me I was his good little girl, and that he wanted to make me feel very good. “Think of this as like a back massage, and I promise you that it will feel very very good, ok?” I said ok, and he kept rubbing in circles, over and over. I didn’t mean to, but my hips started following his circles, and started breathing faster
It almost felt like a dream. I closed my eyes and buried my face in his chest and rocked back and forth with his hand for what seemed like hours. Then Paul said he was going to move his hand; I said no, that I didn’t want him to stop, and he said he wasn’t going to stop, that he was going to make it even better. How it could possibly be any better I didn’t know, but I said ok. Paul pulled my panties down and with my help, got them off, and told me to put my leg over his, then he put his arm around me and reached under my ass and touched me again. I gasped at the direct touch, and Paul started talking to me as his fingers traced around the outside of my little pussy. I didn’t know what he was doing exactly, but there were some areas that, when he slid his fingers over them, sent electric shocks through me, and made me moan. I had my arms wrapped around his neck, and held on to him like a little rag doll as he tried to seek out those spots that were pleasing me so
He was slow about it, and in pleasure, I locked my mouth onto his neck in a cross between a suckle and a kiss as I moaned and whimpered. All the while, Paul told me I was a good girl, that I was his beautiful love, every endearment that I had never heard, but needed so badly all these years. Paul moved my mouth to his nipple, and seemed to really enjoy my sucking him there. He guided one of my hands to his other nipple, and through the fog of lust, I realized what he wanted me to do. I started teasing him with my fingers and mouth—as much as I knew how to then—and he brought his fingers to my little clit and concentrated on it as he rubbed faster and faster. My breath caught in my chest, and I felt both numb and electrified, all at once
I couldn’t think anymore as he kept rubbing faster, I only knew he was happy too because he kept saying “yes…yes”. And then, for one brief second, I thought I was going to die of this pleasure, and then I felt an explosion that spread from my clit through my whole body, making me shake out of control. I think I screamed. All I knew at that moment was that there was only Paul and me in the whole world, and I fell against him, whimpering. He held me close. I knew he would. I don’t know if I slept, or if my head just slowly cleared, but when I came to, his hand was still between my legs. “Didn’t that feel good?” Paul asked
I said yes. He told me to look at him, because I had been avoiding his eyes. When I looked into his eyes, I saw so much love, it made me want to cry. “I love you,” he said, “I’ve loved you for a very long time, and I’m going to keep loving you for a very long time. You didn’t do anything wrong, and you didn’t do anything to be ashamed of. Thank you for letting me show you how much I love you.” And then he kissed me. I tried to follow what I was supposed to do, and I think I did it mostly right, because he kept kissing me
While he was kissing me, he started slowly rubbing me again, only this time, he would glide over my clit enough to give me a jolt, and then go back to my inner lips, which he was very, very slowly spreading apart. “I’m not going to hurt you,” he said, “but I would like to know if this is something you can enjoy, too.” I told him I liked it, and he laughed; he said he hadn’t done it yet, but if I didn’t like it, that was ok, we could animal clinics wait a few years and try it again later. “I’ll do anything you want me to,” I said, and I meant it with all my heart, “Anything at all, I swear.” He kissed me again, and told me to relax and just enjoy it, and he started rubbing around my inner lips in circles that slowly seemed to get smaller and smaller, until just one of his fingers was over just one spot, going around and around in tiny circles. I was holding him, leaning into him, and breathing slowly—it was just a very relaxing massage that started to slowly get deeper. I almost didn’t notice until his finger started to spread my little pussy open as he tried to gently work his fingertip inside. “If you do like it,” he said, “we’ve got a lot of different ways to play, and if you don’t like it, I still have a lot of things we can do.” His fingertip was slowly starting to fuck its way in and out of the opening of my pussy. It was scary a little, but I liked it
I brought my mouth back to his nipple, and he told me no. I thought he might be mad at me, and I asked if he was; he said no, that he’d show me why he said no in a little bit, but it was ok. I felt as if my pussy was being stretched wide by his finger as he gently tried to fuck it deeper inside, and slowly, he was getting in. I loved the pushing feeling, it was almost as good as when he had rubbed me fast before. Paul asked if I wanted him to stop. I told him no, but asked if he would also rub me like he had before. He said he had a better idea, and no not be afraid or embarrassed—he made me promise, and I did—and then, keeping his fingertip in me, he moved down and put his mouth on me, like he was kissing where he had been rubbing before
I didn’t know then what he was doing but god, it felt good. So good that I hardly noticed his finger anymore, even though he was still pushing it in. My hips again started raising to meet his lips and tongue, and my body’s straining so for that reward made it so that his finger went deeper perhaps than he had meant for it to go all at once; the stiff, thick intrusion made me gasp—it hurt—and Paul stopped moving his finger, and went back to licking and sucking my tiny clit, flicking it faster and faster, until I forgot again about his finger, I forgot about the pain. As he licked, he slowly pulled his finger out, and kept licking, leaving his thumb resting where his finger had been, almost giving me that beautiful “pushing” feeling as he licked faster and faster, and I felt that feeling come back again and take over my whole body. Continuable? You decide.
Pussyeating. She was about 26 years old. She was an intellectually adept woman who was grew up in so-called normal circumstances and had the usual amount and style of interpersonal relationships and childhood experiences. She grew up the eldest daughter of two with capable, respectable parents who loved her. To meet her meant meeting someone pleasant, polite and aware of her social surroundings. However, growing deep inside through high school and her 2 years in college and beyond were fragmented pieces of tension building and creating frustration in her most personal relationships. Always the confident person, she began fantasizing more and more she about being in control of those around her, particularly in sexual situations
She pieced together that these fantasies and the growing frustration she was feeling in her relationships were connected. She wondered how deep this growing identity within herself went and how far she would explore it to feel satisfied. She had no definitive conclusions, just questions, suspicions and fantasies. But that was about to change. Samantha was about 5-7 tall, had light brown, confident eyes and medium brown straight hair grown generously to the middle of her back. She had fair, creamy white skin that contrasted with her darker hair and eyes. Her hair was kept styled and healthy. She was neat, organized and usually calm under pressure
She gave the impression she was a woman who would do well in business with her new clothes, kept hair and focused demeanor. She was not overweight but had some extra padding in her hips and ass pushing them out exaggerated by her tight waist and displaying an overall curvy, eye catching figure. Her shoulders and chest were thin which were slightly disproportionate to her sumptuous hips and butt. Her breasts were ample but not heavy. They were not perfect, but mature so that she looked like a sexy, developed woman. She liked her body and that was what she figured meant most to her
She was not a naive skin tight adolescent. She also wasn't really the kind of girl routinely in barely any clothes men would identify immediately as a sex toy. She was the kind of under-the-radar girl people suspected had more going on in her mind than she lead on, and when she was out with friends or even just shopping, her ample, sometimes pushed up breasts, sexy curvy figure, and no-smile confidence were often more likely to intimidate than draw an objectifying fan club. In her adult life, she was sometimes so confident appearing and down to business she was sometimes suspected or accused of being a lesbian. When two strangers catch eye contact and hold it long enough for them to realize they’re curiously drawn in about something, that is the first step toward a relationship that can turn into something life altering. She saw him from down the isle in a generic grocery store; an ironic place to meet someone who might bring intense experience and satisfaction to your life. As she paid direct but superficial attention to him, watching him mill over the tags on frozen dinners she first noticed his face
He had handsome features with light colored, focused eyes, and about the same age as her, roughly. His body was lean and athletic and his dress casual but trendy. She wondered to herself if she could be attracted to him. She gave up fantasizing and redirected her focus to the items on her to-buy list. Before Sam noticed Brad though, he had first noticed her for those reasons that men usually first notice women. His eye was caught at first by the sexy curves of her body - the way the thin cotton of her warm-up pants clung to her hips and the ripe curve of her ass cheeks, and the way her hair thinly shrouded the curves of her chest as it laid lazily across her shoulders. Before he knew he'd get caught staring he returned to his business. When he was done picking out what he wanted for dinner for the next couple of nights he turned to head down the isle
Spontaneously he decided to head down toward Sam. As he walked, he gazed in her general direction hoping to catch a more solid view of her. Feeling his approach, she turned to face the on comer and caught his eye already pondering making her acquaintance. Chemistry. What causes it? Most of us don’t know, but it made him say hello without a thought. Though their sexual identities were different from each other it could be said that both of their sexual backgrounds were pretty similar. Both had had long relationships, though she tended to get out when her inner fires weren’t being met quicker than he did. Both were deeply sexual, so much so that neither had experienced their full sexual potential with another partner. What they really had in common is that they were both by mainstream society's standards deviant, indulging in private sexual fantasies realized by nature of their being frequent masturbators indulging in and craving the taboo seeking stronger and stronger sensations
That subject material is what makes their fantasies stand out. She felt she wanted to force her desires on and into the people around her with how she wanted them to feel pleasure. She thought about anyone that would make a good candidate to perform against their usual will. Her neighbors husbands and sometimes their wives had been the subject of her fantasies, partly of course because they were a couple. Or she'd go as far as to think of spreading the minds and legs of their curious sons or daughters and then force their parents to enjoy the outcome. She would skillfully indulge in her desire to be felt, propelling them with new delicious experiences of their own hidden or undiscovered desires. Even if some fantasies would forever remain just that, happening upon the people around her, she often dreamt about what it would be like to get a reaction from them as she seduced their thoughts and then their bodies with kinkiness
Some sexual acts in various forms gave way after indulging in fantasies of people being subjected to her viewpoint of their purposefulness, or just because the deviance of a particular act felt satisfying. The fantasy of the taboo portions of dominance embellished how deeply she could bend their will. As she found her mind discovering and bathing in these rich, dark places, she racked her body against them melting in her own desires, often times cumming. It wasn't as if she couldn't or even didn't feel love and even sympathy for people. She genuinely liked and respected certain people. She generally wasn't manipulative or deceitful
It was just that her inner urges made her feel that imposing on people had such a compelling sexual appeal. He also had thoughts about domination, equal in intensity and ability to indulge in the taboo and the secretive. Ironically though his experience was from a point of view that was almost polar opposite. His were about experiencing the mind of the dominant one. His were about the submission of spreading his own mind and body. Brad was a confident, generally happy, typical strongly heterosexual male. Though he craved the experience of submission and being in those vulnerable, tantalizing positions, he had no inate stomach or attraction for males. He didn't find men sexually appealing so he didn’t ever pay any mind to men. The only exception he could muster on his own that would make him stir involving other men was if he were forced into it -then he could hairs pussy sex probably indulge in a fantasy about being forced to experience parts of like anatomy, but it definitely could only stem from his desire for experiencing someone's will for him
That is the nature of submission. The rest of his most intense, private and taboo thoughts, revolved mostly around acts that indulged in sexual intensity. He wasn’t fully satisfied enough to simply have his cock sucked, or fuck pussy and cum. He wanted a deeper connection with the thoughts of his partner. He felt that he needed to feel her desire as intimately as possible without actually being her. That sounded appealing. With some men, having his cock cum fast because she is fingering his ass was fun and far enough
For Brad, he wanted more than just the physical sensation. He wanted her inside him, penetrating him, putting her will into him. He wanted her to control him by forcing herself onto and into his body. He wanted her will and he wanted to submit to it as completely as possible. When Brad was 14 he would come home from school alone in the house until his siblings or parents came home. One day boredom combined with strongly growing imagination and lust he decided to see what items his parents might be hiding in their own undisclosed parts of their room. Before long he discovered his mother’s vibrator - a cock shaped toy about 6 inches long sitting next to ky lubricant in her night stand
He also found various magazines and videos none of which had any particularly noteworthy title... except for one - a bestiality video. To many the bestiality video would have made the curious mind come to a sexual halt. For Brad however, this was one of the first beginnings he would encounter on a path to deep cravings for experimenting the taboo. He found that he came intensely to fantasies about hungry eyes cast down on him, being spread and feeling the dog's cock. Often with this new toy sunk into his butt he would crave for the women in the video and the magazines to find him and share their experiences with him. One other day when Brad came home looking forward to some time spent indulging in fantasy and shooting his cum he decided he had the courage to feel their own dog's cock
He contemplated it for a short time before ushering the dog into a room and stripping down his clothes. Nervousness and tension filled his mind and body, but he began to experiment despite it. Before his sessions with the dog were over he'd collected the experience of making the cock hard and failing on a couple occasions to penetrate the dog's asshole. It wasn't much of a start. The impracticality of finding another person (and animal) to share this corner of his mind with seemed unrealistic. After all at 14 there were other new and sweet indulgences to get involved in
From then on, he usually dismissed the very taboo fantasies and rarely did the subject matter make its way into his relationships. However, the thoughts were there - the thoughts about taboo of course, but mostly of submitting to it. It was lingering in the back of his mind and surfacing when he had time alone to think, wonder and indulge. As an adult Brad was a teddy bear. He was stylish with his designer clothes, solid social instincts and spiky hair, but a thoughtful and sensitive streak ran through him that sometimes belied his outgoing appearance. He wasn't a huge playboy though he attracted his share of female admirers. He preferred quality over quantity though when it came to many things including women and sex. He'd been in and out of many relationships in his life, some more emotional than others, some more taboo than others
He'd even experimented with acts that would appear to be submissive type positions with some girlfriends, but the chemistry to truly indulge the way he wanted to was never fully there with anyone at this point. He was curious and fate would soon have its day. Being a professional, he knew how to carry himself. He drifted right toward Sam and before she knew what to think lifted a hand toward her and from a smile the words came, I’m Brad. Sam, she replied with less of a smile, but holding his casual gaze none the less. You make a quick entrance Brad, was her first reply, shaking his hand loosely. You feel confident do you? Yes, he said
Not sure what else to say to the cold response. He just gave in to raw curiosity and held her eyes in his for a moment, then relented to some relevant small talk to try to gauge her some more. Soon she didn’t know whether she would rather part and not risk getting into a situation she wished she wasn't in or give in to her curiosity. Soon she decided she wanted to go about her business. Somehow he seemed pretty interested in her and she almost felt she needed to be rude as a response for his uninvited intrusion, taking up her time. You know she finally said, I need to go. Is that ok with you? Surprised even at her own behavior, he reeled for a moment, but still hanging onto the fact that he was still curious and that she hadn't walked away. Rejection for males from attractive females typically is hard felt and does not go unnoticed
She was curt, but didn't seem to be rejecting him outright so he didn't feel hurt yet. He was just naturally interested and felt calm enough to see where it would lead. If she flatly left him hanging, then that would be something else of course. He was a guy which meant some usual predictability, but he wasn't dim and he wasn't without dignity. Still feeling some level of curiosity, she reached into her purse and roughly pulled out a pen and paper… scribbling her number and name… She looked at him with a bit of suspicion and simply said 'here', and walked off to the rest of her evening. Hmm he thought as he dared to stop and watch her walk away
That was different... The next morning, a Saturday, he woke from a long night of good sleep after a night of chatting about fantasies online, masturbating and cumming. He suddenly remembered again the curious encounter he had yesterday in the grocery store. After a couple more moments of going over the encounter in his mind he wondered if she’d be the dominant someone he’d fantasized about before... someone who would engage his senses with confidence and control. I wonder what I would need to do to make her happy. Remembering the sultry shape of her body, he speculated about what she was like in intimate moments and explicit visions passed in his mind under the presumption of surrendering to this imposing woman. His cock swelled to a heavy weight between his legs fantasizing. He nearly gave in to the sensation of wanting to masturbate but instead realized he could grasp the phone number off the night stand and attempt a call. Practically inaudible she muttered out hello…? Brad paused, all the blood rushing back from his cock back into his brain, realizing he's being too eager
Uhm, he finally got out… Hi it’s me Brad. I met you in the grocery store yesterday. Her eyes widened slightly. She too went to bed by herself dreaming about the roles of sexual potential partners. She knew she was abrupt and not warm to him, so she figured if he was calling already he somehow must have liked it. Her mind paused at the thought of a potential slot for him in a void she'd been looking to fill. She figured this call was her game however and she maintained her composure
What, she said, half genuinely annoyed and half glad that he was annoying her. Aren't you a little eager Brad? She paused to listen to him feel awkward for a moment. Ok, enough please she finally said. Listen, I’m sleeping Brad. I have your number in my caller ID. I’ll think about calling you later she concluded. Wanting to test the fate of the situation, she decided to ratchet the tone a little. If I do and you don’t answer, you’ll never get another call from me again
Understand? Yes he said. Her face relaxed, then she had a question. Brad, what in the fuck are you doing calling me first thing in the morning? Don’t you like to give girls a little time to wonder? Well, he said… pause… normally, was all he could say without giving too much away about his true curiosity. She paused too… obviously something is different if not weird. Ok, she said. Bye. Curious... she thought. Sam became busy with work and her regular social life and a week soon passed
Brad periodically thought about calling to follow up on this interesting stranger. He wondered why she hadn't called, or maybe she did and he missed the call... The more time passed the more he became worried about the missed opportunity at something different, maybe even important. She hadn’t forgotten, but she hadn't called either. Her reasoning was this. She knew he had more than idle curiosity and also thought something important might be waiting. She needed to test that theory
She wanted him to wait. If he remembered, worried, savored, even pained over her not calling, then she would be more inclined to give him a chance. One night after work, resting her body on her bed, the curious stranger crossed her mind and she picked up her phone and sifted through her drawer for the scrap of paper she wrote his number down on. Let's see what comes of this she said. Brad’s phone rang catching him sitting by himself watching some tv in some comfortable clothes. He didn’t recognize the number, but after about given up hope on the sultry bitch from the grocery store, he was open to anything. Hello, he said confidently. Hi, she said. It’s Samantha
Waiting for his response, he stirred in his seat and said, Hi! I’ve been hoping you'd finally call. You have, have you she said? Yes he said… That gave her the opportunity to find out more about why Brad seemed possibly interested in her. After a good half hour or so of chit chat, getting to know each other and feeling each other out for any red flags that cancel furthering the friendship, she also had developed a sense for Brad's basic personality. His reactions to her questions and statements revealed confidence, adeptness, but also respect and genuineness. He was capable of catching the nuances of her wording and meaning, revealing his ability and desire to socially relate. She found out that Brad was worried that he missed her call and that for some reason he felt he should obey her wish to not be communicated with if he had. Sam knew that was the right response
Ok, she announced as if coming to an important conclusion. You can see me again. This obviously was not the usual response someone gave to the idea of continuing a relationship and she knew it. It was what she wanted to say though from her true nature and perspective and if he responded positively, she knew she was on a path she could be interested in. Great, he replied with a smile on his face, genuinely happy, his mind stirring also noting her business-like conclusion. The smile shone through to her ears and her mind. She smiled back
She paused to take in his reaction. Hmm, she looked at the clock. Why don't you come over. Before he could respond, she said, but I'll go ahead and give you a little warning... if you're fucked up in the head, you'll think you need to call the police yourself
Make sense? Ok. he laughed. I... he started. She interrupted with starting to give directions. When he got it down she repeated the proposition
I want you to come over to my place. I don’t want to go to your place, and I don’t want to go out. Cool? Sounds good. I can't wait to see you Brad said. She smiled and said, me too. She hung up the phone and Brad began to gather himself for the unknown. She undressed to get ready to change her clothes into something..
else. She looked at her body in her full length mirror. She looked over her appearance, tossed her hair seductively and checked out her legs, her hips and her tits. Feeling the moment and potential she reached up and pulled her nipples hard straight out from her chest and felt her clit get a hot tingle. She looked down at her pussy and wondered what he’d do if he told her to beg to be able to look at it, to be demeaned for it. She turned, crossed her legs and looked over her shoulder at her round, full ass. She reached down with one hand and spread one cheek from the other
She wondered then how far beneath her dirtiest hole he’d put himself to be able to cum. She smiled a warm smile at the possibility of things. I’m going to dominate him she spoke out loud. She paused for a moment listening to the ring over her own voice resonate the reality in her head. She then decided to walk over to her closet where she kept a black tool bag
In this bag was where she kept sex toys and other interesting things. She reached inside thoughtfully tossing her fingers over the contents taking a rough inventory. She saw and lightly fingered a strap on she had, leftover from a hot bisexual relationship she’d had with a party friend in college… a thick buttplug, a double ended cock, some scarves, lubricant and a couple DVD's. She closed the bag and left it on the bed and continued to dress. With a cautious but open mind and a crotch warming need to feel something new, intense, even deep, he got in his car and navigated to her apartment door. She opened it
She had decided on a black silky top with no bra, so the sheer material would massage her nipples, teasing her and him. She had on tight black stretch pants over a thin pair of thong underwear - no socks, no shoes and her hair brushed and let down. The lighting was dim, but he could tell quickly that she was dressed for comfort, if not for pleasure... He didn't dare stare for fear of getting himself ousted before anything had time to go anywhere. Who knows, he thought unassumingly as he made his way into the apartment. She eyed him over, remembering what he looked like when she first saw him and making a comparison against her memory, deciding possibly if this was not what she'd expected. Settling on acceptance for now she spoke. Sit there please, she said motioning to her couch as she sauntered in her usual way to the kitchen for some red wine
The fantasy is almost always different from reality and she figured a little alcohol would help ease the tension. Nice place he said. Very put together. Thanks she replied, not offering anything substantial in return yet. She sat down across from him with the two glasses. Neither of them wanted to ruin the potentially awkward moment with talk that would make their inner thoughts and desires seem out of place, so they each tended to keep superficial topics brief. He maintained a confident, but attentive posture and she stayed calm and aloof, but keeping a close eye on her new friend. After the glasses were gone and it seemed time to move on to a new tone
She stood, bending toward him to take his glass, not making eye contact but keeping vigilance on his gaze and noticed his eyes wandering over her. She turned and headed for the kitchen and poured the next round of glasses. Come here and get it, she stated flatly and without eye contact. She is cold he thought, still trying to come to a conclusion about where this was all leading, if anywhere. He stood and walked into the kitchen keeping his gaze on her face and reached for the glass. Say please, she said
Coming from just about anyone else he might have thought, this bitch needs to be blown off… But not this time, and not this girl. She exuded the same confidence that he remembered seeing on her in the grocery store. The confidence that made him feel desire and fantasy. Please he said softly. She handed it to him
Drink it all was her next order. He looked at her for a moment then seeing her calmness he raised the glass and finished it. She watched him chug the glass as she sipped and pondered their respective fates. After another glass and the buzz rising, they began to relax. They remained mostly in silence, the sexual tension building their minds free from distracting, mindless chit chat. The only thing left was to indulge in the sexual undertone of their meeting. Her proclamation to herself to dominate him started to feel more natural to attempt in a more intimate if not intrusive way
The next move to increase the tempo for her seemed at hand. Brad, I need to get something in the clear now she stated. I'm not interested in being your girlfriend, and I think you sense that. She paused and waited for any objection. I want something that I've been craving I think for a long time, and so far I like that you still seem interested despite my keeping myself distant from you. I’m not a prissy girl looking to be someone's happy significant other - at least not now
I don’t take shit from anyone and I don’t have time for people who frustrate me. What I do want is someone who understands this and can handle that I want things on my terms. I can tell Sam, and honestly that's what I like about you, Brad affirmed. I... he started to say looking down. Struggling to find the words that would tell her somehow what he has been hoping for - that he wanted her to be powerful over him. She finally interrupted
Don't worry Brad. I think I know how this is going to go for us. If you already know that I want is to mentally and sexually dominate someone, someone possibly like you, then I think we're going to get along. Pausing to gauge his reaction which was a warm, relaxed if not buzzed smile, he gazed quickly over her face and body. Tell me, What have you been thinking about since you met me she asked? Well… he started
Be clear she interrupted. While she looked at him searching his mind, she was growing optimistic. Go on she said. I, I… want to be... Ah, he breathed and smile..
this is kind of hard. With the tone seeming right, Sam leaned in toward him with her eyes looking straight at his. Do you want to be a.. she paused for emphasis, a boy-bitch of some sort? Having never really run that term through his mind, he paused for a moment wondering if he liked what he just heard. He looked back into her eyes after a moment, captivated by her warm confidence and relented to the label - a label that in any other living room would earn him endless ridicule
Still, she was secure, sincere if not a little cold and objective. Confident he was in good appropriate company he relented to the excitement building and finally admitted, yes through a sigh of relief. I want to be under your control. I like what I see in you and I want it to be you. Surprised and relieved all at the same time by his reaction he fell silent again. She smiled. You're sweet Brad. You're sexy as well
I'm sure plenty of girls would love to have you be their man. I don't want that though and that makes us unique together. She paused to look at his good looking face and defined body. Caught by the positive feelings of affirming each other's desire for each other, Sam was ready to experience more and definitely so was he. Remaining in her objective position, she geared herself to mount the dominance that came naturally to her on this man. Well, I think I've heard enough small talk. Stand up please. He stood
She stood. Brad's eyes ran over the front of her body, making out the shape of her tits under the blouse. Noticing, Sam said I don’t care how much you like the way I look Brad. I’m going to tell you that what I want is to be appreciated not only for my physical features, but mostly for the position I hold and am to you. That is what I want and that is what you want. I think we understand each other already, right? Yes I agree he said looking her in the eyes. Without another word she motioned for him to stay still, looking at him, gauging his willingness to abide by what she wants and his desire to continue further
Are you ready to serve Brad? Unsure what the term implied, A shot of blankness crept into his face. Yes Brad, she stated sternly and just below shouting, are you ready to serve me? This is why you're here isn't it? Yes, he said quickly. I am. I'm just getting... excited I think. I'm excited Sam. You excite me. Your confidence, your body, and the idea of being your pussy
He came up with a label of his own. His cock swelled and his throat tightened. Nice, she said with a smile melting inside herself at the sense of satisfaction she would feel to have Brad at her mental and physical disposal. Take off your clothes pussy she said calmly and matter of fact, feeling more empowered. Now please. Excitement coursing through his body he started with his t-shirt, lifting it off his torso. She eyed him, as if watching a present get unwrapped. He unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his legs
Slowly she interrupted... Very slow. He paused and then resumed, nice and slow. She walked around him as he bent to free his body of the pants. His underwear clung tightly to his hips and ass. She pointed the tip of her finger toward his balls and ran the tip of her finger up his crack
It was a show of dominance, like when one dog mounts another dog. She could touch him whenever and wherever she felt like it and he would let her. That was intention of the touch. His response was a shiver of excitement pulsing into his body as his fantasy began to seemingly to unfold and he began to feel more vulnerable and like her subject. Finally standing upright in his boxer brief underwear in front of him, she looked over the package, eyeing the details of his body, pondering how she might enjoy using and controlling certain aspects of it - objectifying him to the fullest. Pleased she said, off with those too now, indicating the underwear. He pulled them down revealing his body in its entirety. She was still fully clothed. He felt exposed and vulnerable
She stepped into him from the side so as to avoid eye contact and whispered. Don't worry, I like you. Do you feel embarrassed Brad? Yes, a little he said. She smiled. Good. You should. You're standing here naked in front of a woman you don't know, who wants to see you be in a place of total submission
That's not the role you're used to with women I'm sure. You actually almost look ridiculous Brad, she laughed slightly. But, this is what you want, right? You want to be my pussy, you said? Yes, he said back, feeling a little uncertain suddenly. Say that you want to be my boy-pussy. Are you a pussy Brad? His mind paused
Say it. This exercise was key to her desire and was revving her insides. She meant to have her subject bend to her will, to yield to being something she wanted them to be regardless of their own natural tendency. No, I'm not he said. Sensing that he was at the edge of some limit he had in his mind, she instinctively felt the critical opportunity to begin to break him into submission. She grew slightly angry in response - rising to the occasion to submit Brad, to break him of his independence from her will. She took one hand and steadied it on Brad's shoulder. With her other hand she took a finger and deliberately pushed it between his nice, firm cheeks and toward his asshole
Brad stood with eyes wide, his breath quickening slightly as he experienced Sam's direct approach. Her finger wiggled until it found the center of his opening. She pushed slightly just to edge the tip of her finger inside. His cock instantly became hard and stood straight out. She crouched in closely so the tip of her tits touched his back. She rubbed her nipples slightly against him creating a thrill in them both. She looked down and saw his dick getting hard in response
With a low tone she said yes Brad. You are. In here, she said as she moved her finger, is one way for you to be a pussy. You will be one if I say so. Yes, he breathed back unsure if he should be unbelievably horny or feeling punished somehow. He felt both. As she withdrew her invading hand he felt a longing for her to keep directing her attention toward him and a growing desire to be a submissive underling
With that touch her intentions were coming to life and his fantasy was coming true. She liked that his stomach, arms and ass were firm. His dick was medium sized but nicely shaped with a swelling, prominent head. He was clean, trimmed and groomed. Those were most of her physical likes in a man’s body - clean, firm and with a decent dick. Stepping in front of him to face him, still close enough to feel intimate, but not warm enough for him to let down his guard she asked, what his favorite body part on a woman was. Ass he said
Are you sure, she said back quickly? You don't sound too convincing she taunted. Why are you unsure? Ass he said again more abruptly. Oh ok, she said sparking her imagination about what she could hold against him. I suppose you can prove it she whispered. Are you happy Brad, she purred staring at his face and touched the head of his stiff dick? Yes, he smile back. I am actually. I like being here for you like this
You're glad to be in this situation you're in right this moment, she said taking the finger she had poking his ass and pressing it against his chest muscle? Yes, I am. I've fantasized and masturbated many times thinking about being with someone who wants me like this he admitted, and smiled again. Staying one step ahead of her subject she said, you know, Brad. I don't know what it is you think is going to happen here exactly, but I can tell you that you do not get to fuck me. Feeling a confused sense of disappointment swell inside himself, she clarified. If I want to I fuck you Brad, and if I want your cock in one of my little holes, then I will put it there, and I will fuck you. He listened closely and appreciatively
Now, she said, starting to pace a little in front of him. When two people fuck, that is an intimate thing. Sam reached down and flicked his cock with her finger causing a sting and said, when a man sticks his cock in a woman's pussy for the first time that is usually considered the consummation of a relationship. She stopped and looked at his face. He listened closely and respectfully to her, still feeling the slight tinge of pain from when she flicked his cock. This is why I like anal. Do you like anal too Bradley, she teased, not knowing yet exactly how deep any kinkiness ran. Being part of her unfolding plan, he grew more excited with each sentence directed at him and his role in her life
Yes I do, very much actually he breathed. Oh, that's right. You like ass you said. Good, she said, making eye contact again. Because the consummation of our relationship if things go well that is, will not be the traditional kind. Anal sex is how I have sex with those who are beneath me, and it's how I'll fuck you, if I fuck you at all. Feeling the heat of the words she was hearing herself say, she reached down and cupped her pussy in her hand and said, my pussy is not for you. If at some point you try to fuck my pussy, in fact if you even try to touch my pussy I will end this faster than you could carry your ass out the door
Do you understand? Brad was a generally a nice respectful guy. He smiled compliantly and said yes, definitely. She smiled back. He looked down and saw that her nipples were hard. She noticed him looking and liked that it teased him. Hold your cock she said. He reached down and held his semi-hard cock in his hand. The bulbous end stuck out past his thumb and forefinger
She looked at it and liked how it looked especially the tip. Now pump it. I want to see your cock get nice and hard. Her clit began swelling and her asshole puckering. Her tongue licked the corner of her mouth at the thrill of this scene becoming a reality
Brad was excited and as the sexual feelings rose in him he began to pump with genuine pleasure and speed. Sensing his excitement she warned, if you cum before I want you to, this relationship will end after you clean it up. With that he stroked, his head getting thick and swollen his shaft getting thick and rigid, his pussy puckered tight and sent sensation through his balls and up to the tip of his cock. She looked at it with his balls hanging tightly underneath and her anticipation grew. Now tell me again why you like ass. I like... uhm he panted with his cheeks flushed as his hand continued to stroke his firm cock for her visual enjoyment. The head now bulged lewdly
His knees were parted slightly now and his hips worked almost involuntarily like a dog's. His guard and resistance were almost non-existent as he looked at her and tried to speak through the sexual sensations Sam was making him to give to himself. I like how I can part the cheeks and see where I can lick and, where I can touch, where I can fuck… I like how I can caress her waist then reach under with my hands and open her. Sam becoming more involved in her own feelings of lust and drunkenness from the control she had won felt the urge to masturbate her mind a little more. Kind of like this she said as she turned around and began to pull the thin cotton down over her plump ass and down to her knees. She looked over her shoulder at his flushed face, grabbed her curvy ass cheeks with both hands and spread herself enough for him to see her pussy and ass
Yes, he breathed, remembering suddenly as his excitement spiked that he’d better not cum. Sam, you're perfect he sighed casting his eyes down at her. She stood back up turned around and looked at him again, looking at his dick being stroked at her command. She was growing wetter and more empowered by the moment. Brad was turning out to be a pretty willing subject. She needed to know more to see what direction she would want to take things in next - to plan. Did you like looking up my ass Brad? Yes Sam, I loved it
Your ass is beautiful he panted as he continued to massage his cock at a careful pace. She approached him and placed the finger tip that was in his ass to his lips and pushed it in his mouth. She raised her eyebrows at him warning him against objecting. He figuring she wanted him to enjoy it he sucked at it lightly, at the same time enjoying the touch and attention of this woman who was responsible for the hot feeling in his cock and his mind. He was so horny he even wanted to enjoy his own taste, especially if she would like it. Noting this quickly she suddenly asked without losing eye contact or her close proximity, have you ever had sex with a dog Brad, her own pussy pulsing at her own words? She gauged his face carefully looking for answers
No, he said with honesty and a little surprise. I bet you've fantasized about it, haven't you, a nice long willing tongue licking your cock - maybe more? I bet you've at least thought about it. Taken a back for a second because he knew what kind of stigma was attached to that particular fantasy, the pressure in his mind and body made him relent to honesty anyway. Yes he replied, still gauging the sexual response between his legs carefully. She had no idea he would be interested in something like that. She was just looking for a place to start with him. She was quite surprised, pleasantly surprised though but not showing it. My, my, what have we here? I believe I found a boy who is a pervert! I would never touch a dog or let one touch me, you sick little fuck, she taunted
I'm not sure I want that dick anywhere near me now, she said as she pointed at his member he was now shamefully stroking. His face grew emotionless as he began to stop stroking his dick. I'm sorry... I didn't know what... She interrupted by snapping at him, keep stroking the fucking dick. He resumed and looked forward avoiding eye contact. I'm glad you were honest with me, but I still think you're a bit of a sick fuck. Before he could reply, Ok, she said. pussyeating Let go of that cock now she commanded, looking at his member sticking out from him as she eyed it objectively, noting its size and shape
Mmmm, she silently thought to herself. Ok get on your hands and knees, she said. He crouched down on one knee then the next, then bent forward raising his ass in the air in mostly unintended submission. She walked around him and inspected his posture and overall appearance in this position. Most men don't have the physical appearance of something that would elicit urges of desire much less penetration. They're often hairy and unshapely if not fat from pure neglect, and if they're thin they're often sinewy and bony with hard angles
They often have uneven farmer's tans and their asses flat and underdeveloped. Men are not prized typically for their physical appearance in skimpy clothes, so the need for a sexually appealing physical shape is not relatively high. Between the genders, even a slightly overweight girl can look more desirable naked than most men. There are some however who are sexually appealing to women when naked. Men who are driven in life and pursue excellence are sometimes likely to also pursue vigorous health and a sexy appearance to enhance their overall competitiveness. Brad was one of them and Sam figured as much
With him now naked she noticed his ass to be nicely curved and firm. His skin tone was even if not slightly tanned. His hair, teeth and nails were clean. He was healthy, athletic and looked after himself. He was also gifted with the kind if hips and muscle structure that gave his ass a round appearance with a deep set of cheeks that women appreciated as he walked away and Brad knew it. He knew he was sexy and he figured Sam knew this as well. Small amounts of hair gave away his asses's masculinity, but bent over the cheeks were not too dissimilar from an athletic female's curvy butt
Trace amounts of hair gave the final clue, but that was an easy to alter trait if someone inclined to fuck Brad wanted him more submissive looking. Upon coming behind him, she peered at his ass and balls behind his mostly hard, submissive cock. She paused looking down. His balls were tight. His asshole was clean and the hairs short. He must have shaven at some point. The bud was light pink, puckered and available. hmmm what do we have here? She reached down toward his behind. Her finger tip headed for his opening and then rested squarely on his tight ass
Nice little pussy she said softly, a tingling in her clit rising as she began to revel in the prize before her. Holding the finger against the button she asked another telling question, would you like it if I butt fuck you? Would you like it if I screwed this hole of yours? Afraid of making another embarrassing mistake, he decided he had to be true to the role he was longing for. He wanted her to screw him. He wanted the sensation being forced inside him at her discretion. He softly said yes, I do. Images of dominance and forced sexuality made their way into her head
She paused and then abruptly said Ok, go home now please. She watched as he quietly stood, gathered his clothes. He tucked his swollen cock into his pants and finished dressing. She returned the polite eye contact and the goodbye as he walked out the door which she closed softly behind him. Another week passed and no phone call from Sam. Brad had left 3 separate messages practically reducing himself to the point of desperation. The more he thought he'd lost the opportunity to experience what he'd been fantasizing about for so long with someone like Sam, the more he was fixated on the night's events with her on their first “date” at her apartment. Even though the only real contact she ever made with him besides a hug hello and her dominating finger, it was strong enough of an experience to make him feel a strong sense of attraction to her
He knew he had to appease her enough to find him worthy, or whatever it was that she was looking for. He had to know more about what he could do to please her, totally and completely at her discretion, without question, without complaint. Wow, that’s a lot he thought. The more he thought, the more he elevated her status in his mind. He couldn't help but think it was all worth it though. Brad was on the verge of basically giving up, when while at home relaxing some evening enjoying a mindless tv show in front of the tv, the phone rang. It was Sam, holy shit he muttered almost in disbelief. A wave of small panic hit his stomach as he searched for the courage to figure out how to not screw up
She interrupted, Ok, she said dismissively. She didn’t truly care about his attempting to sound polite and win her over. She reserved listening to the small bits of conversation for the few. The rest needed to be quickly to the point. How do you feel about the last time we met? Uhm, he stammered a bit wondering what she was asking such a distant sounding question
I thought it was… hearing enough already through his tone of voice she could tell he was still available to her, so she interrupted again. I’ve had time to think about meeting you and how things went and what I want. I have a feeling you somehow have an understanding of what I want and that’s why I called. I honestly haven't met anyone that I feel I can get what I want exactly out of. I’ve thought the same thing of you he said, stopping short before he would get interrupted again. A moment of pause. Do you still want to be beneath me? Do you think its what you want, she continued, trying almost to comprehend herself actually proposing it? I think more than anything, he said
Ok good, why don't you come over now. Before he could reply she said, I want you to arrive with no underwear this time. I want your finger to have been up your ass. You shave it I know, so don't be shy. And the first thing I want you to do when you get in the door before you say anything or do anything else is to take off your shirt and pants, and drop to your hands and knees. Can you handle it? Yes. Click. Brad stopped in his mental tracks to assess the abrupt and significant call
He then got that sneaky excited feeling and stripped his pants without leaving his couch. He raised his knees and propped his ass toward the edge of the couch then wet a finger nice and sloppily in his mouth. His cock was already hard and laying on his stomach. He was excited. He was ready for her will. He reached under his leg and found his tight anus with the tip of his finger
He sunk the finger in slowly giving a slight moan as the thought of Sam watching and getting off on him doing what she asked passed into his mind. He fingered it in and out several times to feel the sensation exciting him before withdrawing it to hurriedly head for the door. He pulled back on his pants minus the briefs, grabbed his keys and headed out the door to see luscious Sam. He walked up to her apartment and rang the bell. After a moment she answered. This time she had even less clothing on. She was wearing nothing but a black bra that held her sweet breasts and regular cut panties that had lines that hugged an accentuating line up her touchable backside. Her skin was soft, white and smooth. Her nearly flat stomach was kissable and her waist and abundant hips gave her naked figure a sexy wine glass shape
He couldn't believe how fortunate he was. She seemed even sexier minus her clothes. She stepped out of the doorway and he stepped in. She eyed him looking for signs of uncertainty. There were none that she noticed. He stepped in revealing his handsome chest as he pulled off his shirt
He reached down and bent to drop his pants, and then finally dropping to his hands and knees once again instinctually raising his ass in the air - all just as he was told. His cock was swelling as he grew more excited after being invited back and being revealed to her. The head was starting to bulge and grow spongy. She walked around him as he looked forward, but not directly at her. I want you Brad because I want someone to need my desire to control them. That is the only way I can have my desires fulfilled
I want you to want to give me that control. I want you to want what I force on you, to crave it, even to beg for me to issue you orders that force you to display submission to me. And then I want to see you take it and love it with your whole body. I want you to love what I make you do simply because I'm making you do it. I want to get what I want with your own idea of what your needs are being second, if at all
Your first need is to please me. Does that makes sense? Yes, he said. I want you to be the one to issue me my desires. I want to want what you want. That is my first desire, he said again. Good, she said with a smile
Skinny anal pierced. First Story please comment It was early morning and i'ved just woken up and rolled on too my my stomach, which suddenly made aware of my massive hardon, I remembered the dream i'd been having about Julie my 4 year old little sister, wetting her panties. I started humping the the mattres lightly, just as i was getting into it i heard a knock on the door. Who is it” I yelled. It's me Dan, can i come in please ?” Julie called back. Ok come on in” I said. Rolling onto my back my dick, now fully erect, lifted skinny anal pierced the light blanket of my belly and as soon as Julie walked in the room, she saw it and looked intensly, “whats's that?” she asked and pointed at my croth. It's my penis.” I said “It's what men have too pee with instead of a vagina like you have sweety. You mean my giny ?” she asked and and smiled. Yes like you giny, but doesn't allways do like this” i said and pointed to the giant bulge on th blanket, “It only does that when there is pretty girls nearby. i smiled at her and shifted my position too give her a better view of my erection. What are you doing up so early sweety it's weekend and mom and dad aren't home ?” i asked i couldn't sleep, so i went to watch TV, but the house is all empty, so i'm bored, can i be in here pleaese?” she asked as she closed the door and came over to my bed, as she came over I could better see what she was wearing, a little white T.shirt almost 100 procent see through and nothing else. Oh my god my little sister isn't wearing any panties, i thiught too my self, and hard on got even bigger. Of course sweety, but i'm not getting out of bed yet” i said. Okay then i'm getting in” she giggled and jumped under the blanket, and in the process rubbing her sweet little bum against my bare cock, i had forgot i was naked, as she spooned me. My hard cock settled in in between the cheeks and julie seemed to be at happy with her placement, “I guess you like sleep naked too Dan, jus't like me” she quietly said, “yes” I replied, “But your not naked sweety. She quickly pulled off the T-shirt and wriggled her ass again, “Now i am Dan” she said. My hard throbing cock was now rubbing directly on the skin of her smooth little ass cheeks, now and then Julie would slowly rub her butt against me hard member, slowly bringing me nearer to orgasm, i pulled away too prevent myself from cumming. Did i do something ?” julie asked, “No no, not at all, it's just i really need too pee” i sad. I need to pee too Dan” she looked at me a dirty innonocens i hadn't seen before. Julie jumped out off the bed and took my hand pulling me towards the bathroom, “I wanna see you pee” she said and smiled “ then you can see me pee aswell”. This was too good too be true i was thinking but i didn't want my best dream comming true, as i got out off the bed revealing my hard cock julie looked amazed skinny anal pierced and i could see she was liking what she saw. Normally it's soft and hanging down, but because there is a pretty girl like you here it's gets hard” i said. Did i make it hard ? Can i touch it ? Does it hurt ?” she asked just as we went into the bathroom. wohw sister easy, First yes you did sweety, sencondly yes you can but you can't tell anyone, and last, no it feels great” I replied too her eager questioning. She reached out gently touched the tip of penis which was beginning too leak precum, “Okay try holding it sweety then you can point it while i pee”. Okay” she agreed and grabed my thick cock. It's really hard but kinda soft” Julie said sqeuzzing my cock gently. I laughed a bit and told her too point it at the toilet so i could pee, she pointed the tip straight at the toilet and looked up at me in anticipation, “Okay here i go” i said. I let the stream go a golden flow flew into the bowl of the toilet, Julie looked in a amazement and put out her finger and putting it into the stream feeling the warm liquid on her finger. I stoped the stream and Julie looked up at me with disappointment painted across her face, “Are you already done ?” she asked “No tie girl not yet” I said “I just thinking maybe we should get into the tub so the pee dont splash everywhere, and then we pee at sime time skinny anal pierced aswell”. Good idea Dan” Julie said and got into the tub, I stepped in after her and she quickly let her hand find my cock again, it had gone a bit soft again but feeling Julies little finger around my thick cock squezzing it like she wanted to squezze al my warm pee out, quickly made me hard as stone again. I felt it grow Dan” Julie said with joy in her voice “should we pee now ?” she asked. Maybe i should sit down first we dont wanna get the floor wet, maybe you should try moving your hand back and forth while i pee it makes me pee more” i told her. okay Dan” she said and started jerking me slowly, “Okay sweety lets pee” I said and let me stream of pee go again, i had gotten my self place in a way so that me pee would hit Julies cunt, Julie was a little suprissed at first but quickly let herself go and started peeing on my cock and her own hand stroking my cock, i reached out and touched her smooth hairless child cunny and felt her warm pee flowing over me, I was so close to cumming but her hand jerked just at the right tempo to keep me in the edge, as i finished peing she kept stroking my member and peing on me which was to much me. Oh my” Julie said amazed “It's getting bigger and it's pumping”. Yes sweety just keep going and keep peeing sweety” i said in exstacy. She grabed my dick a bit harder and jerked a little faster, she was nearly done peeing so she squeezed the last out in a hard stream of golden little girl pee hitting my cock making me explode. My dick jumped and a torrent of cum flew out and up towards Julies little virgin cunny, it felt like I was still peeing as the stream pourred from my cock covering her little mound, another stream flew out flying even higher hitting her little tummy and chest. Julie looked amazed and moaned like a really horny little girl she moved her head, with her mouth open in amazement ,closer to my tip to see the cum, and then a third long stream of cum came out complety filling her little mouth and covering her face. Julie instinctivly closed her mouth and swallowed the sperm load filling her mouth with me shot once againg this time covering her face and lips even more. Oh my god Dan what happenend are you okay ?” she asked confuzed but amazed. oh yes sweety that felt great you just gave and orgasm” i said to her looking at her beautifully sperm covered face, “maybe if you want i can give one too”. Oh yes Dan please willyou ?” she asked eagerly Sure sweety, but first we need to clean you, i need to pee again maybe i should pee it off ?” I asked her. Sure that way we wave water too” Julie said smilling at me with that dirty innocent smile again. She sat down on her knees as i stood up, she closed her eyes and said “I'm ready for my shower Dan”. I just couldn't resist letting go a new stream of warm pee flowed from the tip of still semi hard cock onto to my sperm covered 4 year old little sister, i guided to stream all over her face, chest, tummy and pussy to get wash off all my sperm. As i was done Julie stood up still dripping with cum and pee and said “Now it's my turn to cum and wash you Dan”. Did she just say cum where did my sister learn that i thought. Okay sweety i'll make you cum And how that turned out is story in it self. Coments please if you want more
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Ebony babe in stockings. This is a true story that happened to me almost 20 years ago. My wife is 5' 8" tall and about 130 lbs. , she is very sexy. Twenty years ago, she was about ten pounds lighter than she is now. My wife has great legs and a sexy ass, but her breasts are normally on the smallish size. My wife and I decided to take a short trip; our oldest child was 11 months old at the time
While we were on our trip our son stayed with my mother in-law. Before we left, I asked my wife if she thought that she would have problems being away from home and not nursing our son for a couple of days. My wife thought that since she was only nursing our son a couple of times a day, that there wouldn't be a problem. ebony babe in stockings It turned out, that my wife was wrong about that. My wife and I went to the mountains, about 200 miles from our home. The first night of our trip we stayed in a motel
The second and last night of our trip we stayed in a log cabin. I don't know why, but my wife always gets hot and horny whenever we stay in a cabin. The morning that we were going to leave the cabin and go home, my wife told me how badly her breasts hurt. My wife's breasts are normally a B cup, but on this morning, they were swollen and extremely firm. I've never seen my wife's breasts as big and full as they were that morning. I don't know for sure, but her breasts were probably two or three cup sizes larger that morning than they are now. I literally couldn't believe how full, and how firm they were that morning. I took a shower, and when I came out of the shower, my wife was watching Designing Women. The ladies on the show were talking about Delta Burke's big breasts
The other women were jealous of Delta, and how men desired her sexually. I told my wife that her breasts were just as big and hot as Delta's. I started playing with and kissing my wife's breasts, they were firm as grapefruit, but much larger. My wife told me, "they're so full they really hurt." Then she asked me, "will you suck on them until they quit hurting?" I'd always loved sucking on my wife's breasts and milking her, but she rarely let me have more than a few sips. Normally, my wife had to push me off of her breasts to keep me from stealing her milk, now, she was begging me to suck her breasts. I ebony babe in stockings couldn't wait to help her out! I think that I was enjoying milking her big breasts so much, that I was moaning with pleasure. It wasn't long and I wanted to lick her pussy too
I kept telling her how much her big boobs were turning me on. It wasn't difficult to tell that my wife was enjoying things too, and that she wanted a good hard fucking. It wasn't long and I forgot all about the duty I was supposed to be performing. Instead, I was licking my wife's pussy and watching her squirm on the bed. It didn't take long and my wife was moaning with an orgasm. My wife's pussy was wet and juicy, she was literally dribbling juice out of her pussy. I couldn't wait to get my cock in her drippy slit. I climbed on top of her and my cock slid in her tight pussy much more easily than it normally does
Its a good thing that my wife had already had an orgasm, because it didn't take very many strokes before I was cumming long and hard. Normally when my wife and I make love, she is a one time and done woman. It is very seldom that she wants a repeat encounter. This morning was different. We barely finished cleaning up after our episode, and she was taunting me with her big boobs, telling me that she needed them milked some more. I eagerly did what she wanted. I milked her for a few minutes and groped her big full breasts
When one of my hands wandered down to her legs and crotch, she just spread her legs and let me have my way. It wasn't hard to dip a finger in her dripping slit. Soon, I forgot my duty again, and had her face down on the bed with her ebony babe in stockings legs dangling over the edge of the bed. I put my forearms between her thighs, wrapped my hands up to the small of her back, and then lifted her tummy off of the bed. I buried my face in her sweet pussy and moaned with pleasure, telling her how hot she was. It didn't take long, and my wife was making her own moaning sounds. I stood up, grabbed her hips and drove my throbbing cock home. It was like sliding into warm butter
I hammered my wife with a furious passion. I was so extremely aroused, that I didn't last over a minute or two. It amazed me how quickly I came, even though I'd just finished fucking her a few minutes earlier. My wife and I were cleaning up afterward. From previous experience, I knew that two times in one session was my wife's limit. I wanted more, but was pretty sure that she wouldn't let me fuck her again. I thought that she might let me nurse her boobs a little bit more, so I eagerly started sucking on them again, savoring every sweet drop
It wasn't long, and my wife was massaging my cock, getting me hard again. I knew that this day was going to be one to remember. I knew I'd get it at least one more time. This time, I spent more time sucking my wife's breasts, and licking her pussy. Finally, I'd settled down enough to give her a good long fuck. I fucked her in several positions, and she finally finished me off. She pushed me on my back, grabbed my cock and pointed it at her hot wet pussy. She sat down on me and gave me a fucking to remember
She rarely enjoys being on top, but she rode me hard and gave me another great fuck. Our session went on for over two hours. When we were done, I had fucked my wife five times. The last three times, were good long, multiple position sessions. My wife's breasts had mature experience decreased in size considerably, and my stomach was no longer rumbling from hunger. After we finished making love, we walked to a small diner near our cabin and had breakfast
I really wasn't very hungry and only had a cinnamon roll. I've never seen my wife as turned on as she was that morning in the cabin. I just think that her having those huge full breasts, being in the cabin, and the TV show that she was watching combined to turn her on like never before or since. I'm sure that the way that I went nuts over her boobs turned her on too. The cabin that we stayed in really isn't that far from our home. Sometimes, I'd just like to take her back to that cabin and see what happens again. I'll bet I wouldn't get it five times in a row, but still, I'll bet it would be another trip to remember. And, I'll probably never get the chance to suck on a lactating woman's breasts again, but the memories of the time I had with my wife in that log cabin will never fade from my mind. It was definitely one of the sexiest days that I've ever spent with my wife. I hope you enjoyed the story. Telling it to you certainly brings back good memories to me.
Amature anal hardcore. Authors Disclaimer: All works produced are to be considered fiction. If you are offended by taboo or lewd acts...why the hell did you get on this site? The following is not for you and may be found offensive which the author doesn't mind. Any comments, suggestions, or other stuff can be directed to email@example.com and yes I know I'm a pervert already k thx. Will follow up if enough intrest. Teachers' Pet (Volume 1) Years ago when I graduated high school I hated school you could say
I never thought it was important which might make you think it a bit ironic that I became a teacher in the end. But my reasons for doing so were completely naughty in nature, I loved the fact I'd be working with almost completely women! Hell going to college I saw so many tight, lithe, and sexy bodies that I had more blood rushing to my head than my brain. Little did I know I'd become even more perverted than I was. Now a little about myself, I'm Jason, and I've been teaching several years now at the age of 32 I've seen things that shocked me and awed me. I'm not a bad looking guy all ebonis things said at 5'11” and 175 lbs I've kept in decent shape running, in martial arts, and working out. And while women I've dated have never said I've got lovely eyes or gorgeous brown hair there's one thing that I've never been able to hide, my 9” cock. The length isn't the biggest thing that gets em, it's the thickness but that's something for later. Despite my features though I'm a quiet guy who just loves to take his time. However, as I found out, for a horny, excitable girl it seems this just makes it more fun. Now a few years into teaching I was well known around the school
Mr. Bonens history class was tough, and there was lots of work to do yet there was no choice for most of them to take it. There was however one class offered to freshmen or sophopmores usually. (It was a ancient foreign cultures class). This year I was told my class roster was fairly large, a whopping 40 students had tried to sign up but unfortunately only 25 desks could be crammed into my room. The week before school began I was sitting with the list of students, trying to work out the last 5 spots to fit in my roster. My principal had left it up to me to pick the ones I thought would benefit most from it, which honestly I hated. It was getting close to 3:00 and most of the staff that was there working had already gone home when I heard a knock on my door
Looking up, it was all I could do to not stare. There in the doorway the tiniest and most alluring girl I had seen stood there smiling. “Hi Mr. Bonens, can I come in?” she said in a melodic tone. As I looked her over she couldn't have stood more than 5' tall, yet she had slender and long legs for her petite size. Her wavy blonde hair was in a single ponytail that hung halfway down her back as she sauntered in wearing a pair of shorts that rode just beneath her ass. Her top, a cute pink spaghetti strap number, hung loosely on her tan body. As she turned the corner into the room the silhouette of her frame was however what caught my eye the most
Not only did her slightly round ass wiggle ever so slightly, but from this angle I could see that under that top her b-cup breasts were only held in by a white bikini top. Needless to say she had my mind wandering as she sat down gingerly in the desk closest to mine, her slender legs crossed. Ummm...well hello there. I'm sorry, I don't think I know your name...” I uttered once I caught my breath. Her smile was so wide I could hardly believe it real. “Oh I'm sorry, I'm Cassandra Morgan. You wouldn't know me yet I'm a Freshman actually. The name struck a chord in my mind as one of those on my list
I had put her in the list of maybes earlier, but struck her off due to the fact her grades really weren't all that good in the past. Most of her grades were C's with the occasinal B-. “Oh yes Cassandra.. Oh just call me Cassie!” she giggled a bit her head flicking back that short hair slightly. Cassie then, what can I do for you? It's a little early for school isn't it?” I teased trying to hide the fact that under the desk I had quite the hardon. The way she was sitting her smooth legs looked so tempting. I knew I was staring, but she didn't seem to care. Well, like I was talking to my friend Sarah, you had her last year...and she was saying she heard you had too many students this year. I nodded, as a concerned look came over her face. “Yes, I'm afraid you're right. Hmmm, would that be Sarah Fallows?” I asked, trying to calm my mind. You remember!” she squealed wiggling in her seat
Her ponytail bobbing ever so slightly. I couldn't believe just how cute this young thing was. As she bounced her top was nearly falling off her slender frame, putting even more dirty images in my mind as I tried to imagine those pretty young mounds. “She was so afraid you'd forget her, she says you kinda can be a little forgetful.” she blushed. “Oh crap sorry, that sounded bad . My mom says I always speak before I think, sorry! I smiled, then burst out laughing. “Well she's right actually!” I said, remembering Sarah a redheaded sophomore last year. She was cute, which was only part of why I remembered her
“She was a big help actually which is what stuck in my mind,” I said motioning to her to calm down. “She doubled as my T.A. Kinda. T and A?” she gasped. My eyes went wide, and my face pale. “No, no, no! T.A as in Teachers assistant!” I could feel my heart pounding, scared this girl would tell some horror story and POOF there goes my job. After a moment though her shocked look gave way to a mischievous grin. She fell on the floor laughing, “Oh wow she was right! You are fun! Hehehe” Flipping her hair she looked up at me, knelt on the floor looking up at me
“Sorry, it was a joke...she kinda put me up to it. Now a part of me should have, and probably was, a little mad. But if you'd seen what I had that moment you wouldn't be no matter if she'd slapped the cuffs on you herself. From that angle, as I turned in my chair to explain myself a moment before she revealed her joke, I could see straight down her top. Her bikini was far too small I could tell, not only due to the fact it barely covered her chest but her nipples, hard from the A/C most likely were sticking out. Like little eraser points they were so mesmerizing I didn't snap out of it until I heard her voice again. Ummm anyhow, Mr. Bonens, I was kinda hoping if you could tell me if I got in?” her soft sing-song voice pleaded. I looked up, into her eyes seeing the worry there
“If that's ok? I cleared my throat, even as I could feel my cock tenting my slacks. “Oh, yes...you know that's a hell of a joke.” I said catching my breath. “I'll have to get back amature anal hardcore at Sarah for that one...anyhow as to class next year... My tone must have tipped her off, that smile turned into a pout (which was still damned cute by the way). She flopped cross legged right there, less than a foot from me, holding her head in her hands. “Oh no...let me guess it's my grades isn't it? Well yes, that's part of it. And you're a freshman you could always take it next year.” I said smiling trying to cheer her up. No, I can't that's the thing
I made a deal with my mom and I gotta get good grades see?” her tone rising. “See she wants to move away, but I want to stay here with my friends and well...for some other reasons too. She thinks that they're too big of a distraction for me cause I got bad grades last year. And let me guess, if you get good grades, you stay?” I finished. She nodded, “Sarah said, I might be able to get you to let me in the class since you always need a hand. And I figure if YOU give me a good grade, and maybe talk to mom I could stay. Now most of you might be thinking by now, give it to her! (in more ways than one) But despite my hard tenting cock in my pants I was hanging onto my professionalism. I sat there a moment, thinking about what she said as she stared at me. As I looked at her, thinking, I noticed her eyes drift down and widen
This wasn't the first girl to notice, hell it was hard to hide it, but I couldn't resist tightening the muscles around my cock making it wiggle in my pants for her. Consider it revenge for the joke. Well Cassie, I'm afraid I've chosen the last 5 spots. And my class is super hard, even with tutoring you might not do great. I mean...even for a beautiful girl I don't go easy. Me? Beautiful?” she blushed slightly. “Thanks Mr
Bonens...but umm I know it's tough, I kinda like doing things the hard way. Something about the way she said 'hard' made me squirm. I hadn't had a good lay in almost a year, and this was not keeping me calm. Well, I'll make you a deal.” I said calmly. “You help around the classroom some, and keep your grades up and I'll do what I can.” Knowing I had to get her out while I had any good judgement left. Oh really?! Thank you!” she squeaked leaping up she hopped into my lap without warning and kissed me full on the lips. My eyes went wide as we went tumbling backwards in my chair. Her tiny form landing on top of me, rubbing against me. I let out a groan as she wiggled on me, trying to sit up
“Oh Mr. Bonens are you...” she trailed off with a gasp...then wiggled a bit more. “Oh my... Cassie, I'm sorry...” I blurted between another moan. My heart in my throat as I saw my career flash before my eyes. That...that can't be real...can it?” she said softly ignoring me. Grinding slightly again
“They said it looked big but wow...how big is it?” Her soft eyes looking up to mine, hands on my chest. Ummm.... Oh Mr. Bonens, I won't say anything I'm just curious I know it won't help my grades. Hell Sarah said she flirted with you till your cock about came, but she still got a B.” Her soft voice a wimper she reached down cupping part of my cock in her tiny hand. My mind was swirling. I knew little girls got horny, and lord knows MANY of them loved to tease me, but this I knew was crossing the line. But my cock by now was so hard I couldn't hold back, my hands slid up her lovely legs to that cute ass, squeezing it gingerly. “Mmmm oh you little tease...is that why you wore...that? The grin on her face said it all. “Kinda...” she said crawling down between my legs kneeling on the floor she reached for the bottom of the top, pulling it over revealing the tiny bikini top. “I ummm kinda was gonna try and seduce you if you said no, but...” her eyes gazed down at my now swollen bulge
“I kinda wanna be teachers pet now! Please!” reaching down she rubbed my hardon through my slacks. “Oh fuck that thing feels big! My hands hooked her shorts, pulling them down the bikini bottoms I expected under them not there at all. I looked up at her, a tiny almost bare 14 yr old pussy inches from me. “Oh wow...” was all I could get out. Even as I was pulling them down, she was undoing my slacks. Reaching in I felt her tiny hand snake in under my boxers. The skin was so velvety I gasped, reaching down I helped slide them lower showing her the full length of my 9” cock seeing her hand try to wrap around it. Oh Mr
Bonens it's huge!” she gasped her hand so tiny she couldn't wrap it fully around. “I've played with boys before but this is like WAY different! I chuckled, “I'm not exactly a boy...but I'd still love to see those pretty lil tits.” I groaned. A gleam in her eye she reached up, behind her back untying the string holding it up. As it fell two perfect orbs, with just a slight tilt up greeted my eyes. The fabric must have held them back a lot, those nipples obviously at least ?” long and I could feel my mouth watering as I stared at them. Mmmm...and you're no little amature anal hardcore girl...” I said, leaning up I took one of those hardened nipples into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it
Soft gasps and moans escaping her lips as I teased it slowly. My hands on her ass squeezing her firm tight cheeks I ground her down against the length of my cock. Oh, oh my Mr. Bonens!” she squeaked grinding her pussy along the length of my cock. “I promise I'll be the best T.A. you ever had! Pulling back my mouth from that tender nipple, I licked my lips tasting her warm flesh was so nice but I wanted more. And one look at her told me she wanted the same. “Oh you will? Prove it.” I said daring her. Her slender little body slid up, her soft lips pressing against mine locked in a deep kiss
Our mouths parting her tongue teasing mine as it slipped into my mouth. As we kissed I felt her tiny hand slip down, stroking my thick cock slowly making it feel as if I'd jump out of my skin. The tender but firm grip on my cock slowly stroking the full length, each second more feverishly as her kisses got more intense. My cock was aching for Cassie, as it pulsed in her hand. My own hands slid over her form, touching and caressing every inch of her body I could, finally resting one hand entwined in her hair as the other slipped between her silken smooth legs
The moment my fingers brushed her pussy lips she arched back, breaking the kiss as she gasped and moaned, a long soft noise that sounded more like a little girl than the sexy thing I was holding. As my fingers spread her pussy lips, I felt her hand squeeze my cock so hard I could barely believe it. Slowly rubbing her tender moist pussy, finding her clit I rubbed slow teasing circles around it. Oh god, oh fuck yes please! Please don't s-stop...omg omg!” her body writhing as I worked faster around her clit. As I started flicking it playfully, her moans becoming squeals. “Oh..aaiieeee! Mmmm I...Iiiiieee c-can't take it!” her body bucking and flailing I felt her shake as an orgasm overtook her tender body. Pulling her in, kissing her deeply as she screamed to keep her quiet, I felt her juices on my hand. Several moments passed before she could move again. Mmmm amature anal hardcore oh wow...” she said, as her hand slowly resumed stroking my hard shaft. “This hardly seems fair...” licking her soft full lips
“I don't know if I can...but... With that she pushed me back firmly, not that I resisted much. Looking down I watched as both her slender hands wrapped around my massive member, slowly stroking it. “Please Mr. Bonens, I know it's big for me but...I want to return the favor. Before I could reply even, her head lowered, the long ponytail brushing my skin even as I felt her soft tongue swirl around my hardened shaft. The first thing I noticed was how her long slender tongue looked, swirling around my cock like an ice-cream cone. Her ponytail brushing against my balls as her hand guided my cockhead between her soft lips, barely an inch inside her lips
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