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2011-Dec-2 08:53
Piercing pussy sex. Chapter 1 I know I should have just turned around and walked away. The guilt took in an instant as I realized what I was doing. After all it’s probably not a normal thing for a man to stand in the shadows watching his only daughter masturbate. As quickly as the guilt took hold my mind started racing to rationalize my presence there


She shouldn’t be doing that, especially not there on the couch. I had gone upstairs to go to bed well over an hour ago so I’m sure she thought I had long since fallen asleep. But She should have realized that if I were awake and I happened to make my way downstairs again I would see her on the couch long before she saw me or heard any clue that I was coming down. Maybe she assumed I would turn the light on before I rounded the corner into the alcove that overlooked the living room. Had I done that to navigate my way downstairs she would have had plenty of time to cover up before coming into my view. She had to recognize that I’ve been living in this house since shortly after her mother and I split up nearly 10 years ago. Didn’t she? I haven’t needed that light for years. However it happened, here I was standing several feet above her in total darkness my form further veiled by the solid safety banister that kept one from falling off the edge of the upstairs hallway into the living room down below
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I now know it’s not my fault that I caught her here and for a moment the guilt started to slide away. It wasn’t the first time I had caught her masturbating. It was however the first time I started to watch. The last time wasn’t my fault either, at least not completely. The last time was just a few weeks past her 17th birthday. Ninety percent of the time I have the house all to myself so I typically just walk into any room I need to without thinking much about it. When she is with me for the weekend I try hard to respect her privacy and almost always knock on any closed doors before walking in. For this particular instance it wasn’t more than fifteen minutes since I had seen her out by the pool with her friend
I know this for certain because I was trying to avoid what I perceived as one of the several other real benefits of having a pool. When her mother and I split up I made sure to get a house with a pool for three reasons. 1) I could afford it, 2) Beth, my daughter, had always wanted one and 3) Kelly, my ex-wife, never wanted one. I figured as long as I had a pool my daughter could always find a reason to come and visit me. The decision to get a house with a pool had an unknown added bonus as well. Aside from the fact that I was right about her spending a lot of time here there was the added benefit of her often bringing friends over. It wasn’t much of a benefit at first. After all her three friends that spent the most time there were aged anywhere from 7-9 years old and though I know some people get excited by that I don’t


Not even close. So it was in fact a bit annoying in the early days having to play life guard to her and her friends. The first bonus benefit came in the third summer. About a month into the summer I ran into Emily while buying gas at local quick mart. She was headed for the car in the lane next to mine and It took me a few moments to realize it was her when she walked out the door. She caught my eye as soon as the doors opened and I immediately noticed the beautiful rack her tank top barely contained. My eyes next roamed down to her tiny waist that looked way too small to support the heft of her chest. It wasn’t until she was about half way to me that I took a good enough look at her face to realize who she was. She was the daughter of one of my wife’s friends who several years ago began babysitting Beth whenever Kelly and I went out. I quickly did the math and realized that she must be around 20 years old by now


She had always been an attractive girl. Even at sixteen when she started babysitting for us she just had that look about her that let everyone know she could get just about any guy she wanted to do anything for her. I remember I used to worry a bit about her watching over Beth because I was afraid she’d have boys over at the house while we were away. But she was a responsible kid and to my knowledge had always respected the fact that we were paying her to watch our daughter and she held true to doing just that. She was always wearing something that was just a bit too revealing or a size or two too small. If you asked me then or even a couple of years ago if part of the reason I liked her babysitting was because she was so good to look at I would have denied it. After all she was only 16, I was happily married (or so I was still telling myself at the time) and I was more 10 years older than her. But I’ve done a lot of things I probably shouldn’t have in the past few years and am not nearly the prude I was back then so I’ll admit it


I really liked it. A lot! I used to purposely keep my wife out extra late in hopes that it would be too late or she would be too tired to drive back home. I would tell her before she came over that it might be late before we got back and she was welcome to stay the night in the guest room if she didn’t feel like going home. Then nearly every night when my wife and I got home we would find her lying on the couch with the TV on. Sometimes awake other times asleep but she always had something on that caught my eye. Most of the time it was an oversized button down pajama shirt and a pair of tight shorts. On the really good nights it was a longer pajama shirt or a t-shirt that just barely covered her thighs and not much else. But now here she was a few years later
Twenty years old about 5 foot 4 inches tall with breasts that would stretch a C-cup and I could suddenly feel them pressed against me when she recognized me and came to give me a hug. We chatted for a few minutes about how good it was to see each other again, how much she missed babysitting for us, how much she missed Beth and how happy she was to be home from college for the summer. Apparently she had talked to Beth because her eyes really lit up when she told me she thought it was cool that I had a pool now. Without even thinking about it I let her know that she was welcome to come by and use it when she felt like it. I was usually at work during the weekdays anyways and she had already told me that she usually had to be at work by 3:00 or 4:00 every day so it was really no skin off my back. Sure enough the next several days I came home and it was obvious that someone had been at the pool. I thought about leaving the backdoor unlocked piercing pussy sex with a note to her to help herself to any snacks or soft drinks I might have in the fridge but realized she probably didn’t come over alone and though I trusted her I didn’t want strangers walking around in my house while I was away. She didn’t come every day but when she did for some odd reason it always got me a little excited to know that she was here. I found myself wondering what her bathing suit looked like and even once considered setting my web cam to look out over the pool from my window so I could see but that thought seemed creepy even to me. She must have been doing the typical college partying on weekends because she never even showed up then. I tried to come home early a few times to see if I could catch her there but to no avail
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She had either not come that day or had already left by the time I got there. The first time I even saw her in my back yard was about three weeks later. I had a guest over at the time. A woman I had been sort of dating for a while. I say “sort of dating” because we pretty much just went out to dinner or drinks and ended up at her place or mine for a couple of hours of sex. Sure we got along well and the sex was good but neither of us had any notion that our relationship, for several reasons, would ever progress to more than what it was. This particular night was an especially hot night so my date and I decided to sit out by the pool for a while before heading inside. We both lay back in the double lounge chair and within a few minutes were already getting started on what we knew would eventually happen
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Not long after we lay down my date was straddled in front of me, both of us naked above the waste, and both with unbuttoned pants. I had just released her nipple from my mouth. My hands were in her pants caressing her ass as she began working her lips down my neck. She was kissing my chest and had just wrapped her slender hand around my erection when I heard a car door slam. Here I was about to get a blow job from a woman who had up to that point given me some of the best head I’ve ever had so the sound of the car door barely registered to me but my date thought now would probably be a good time for us to head inside. I pushed her up to her knees, and took one of her nipples into my mouth one last time as I reached a hand farther into her panties
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As I slowly pulled my hand out, I made sure to let a finger slip gently between her wet lips and ever so slightly into her hole before withdrawing it the rest of the way between the crack of her ass. With that, we both stood up, I grabbed the clothes we had already shed, she grabbed my cock and started to lead me inside by her make shift leash. While we walked I pulled myself slightly behind and to her left so she could keep hold of my cock while I wrapped my hand around to fondle her breasts. She squeezed a little tighter as she turned her head so our lips could meet. And that’s how we walked back to the house. That was, that is, until we got to the patio. I’m not sure which of us saw her first but as we broke our kiss to walk up the patio steps we both froze as we saw Emily standing there in her waitress uniform. Emily must have been freaked out a little bit too because she just stood there like a dear in the headlights
Her eyes moved as if trying to figure out what she was seeing. First she met the gaze piercing pussy sex of my date then my date’s breasts and onto my date’s hand which was still wrapped around my erection where her eyes lingered for a moment before looking me in the eyes. Emily looked once more at my date and quickly turned away and apologized. When I finally got my bearings I quickly separated enough garments for me to hold something over my midsection and for my date to cover her breasts. Emily was still apologizing when she turned her beat red face ever so slightly to see if we had covered ourselves. When she looked down and saw that we were more or less covered she turned a bit more toward us but it was obvious she was avoiding either of our eyes. I didn’t know what else to say so I introduced Emily as a friend of the family and my date as a friend of mine


Emily who looked like she couldn’t decide whether to make a break for it or just jump in the pool and remain under water until everyone was gone apologized again and told us she wasn’t sure if I would be home but since it was so hot out she thought she’d sneak in for a quick post-work dip in the pool. My date said in a tone that I thought was a bit too cold for the situation that we were obviously heading inside for the night. My date then surprised me a bit when she said “But we’re done with the pool now, have fun”. For a brief moment I thought or maybe just hoped that Emily would actually take her up on the offer but she just apologized and said that it was already getting pretty late and she should get home. She apologized again, looked down at my midsection as if to make sure I did the right thing and covered myself, said “I’ll talk to you later” and was gone almost as quickly as she showed up. I don’t know why I felt enough to guilt to try to explain the situation away to my date. But I did. And she must have sensed my guilt because as we were walking into the house and up the stairs she began to grill me about it. Every time I thought I produced a rational response she would just look at me, smile and say “uh huh” or “sure”. I wasn’t sure what was going on
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On one hand she seemed a bit mad that some attractive woman just suddenly showed up behind my house but we were still on course for the bedroom so I eventually realized I should just shut up before I say something stupid. By the time we got to the bedroom I had already decided that I should do my best keep her interested so as soon as we cleared through the door I turned her around toward me, cupped both ass cheeks in my hands and pulled her close for a deep kiss. After a brief squeeze I started pushing her back toward the bed while I kept my hands in her pants and slowly started to move them around to her hips. By the time we made our way to the bed her pants were down off her midsection as I began to slide them down her thighs. I gently guided her to first sit then lie on the bed. After she was situated I propped myself up with one hand on each side of her and started making my journey down. As slowly as I could manage I made my way to her neck then let myself drop a bit to my elbows so I could squeeze her breasts together as I sucked in her nipple. First the left one then my tongue moved lightly across her left breast on to the right breast where I found her other nipple, let my tongue roll around it a few times then greedily pulled it into my mouth making sure to give her left nipple a bit of a squeeze at the same time. The moan that escaped her lips got my heart pumping so much that I wanted to just rip the rest of her clothes off and bury myself inside her. With a self reminder that now was the time for me to be focusing on her desires and not mine, I forced myself to resume my original journey
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Shortly after a brief layover at her belly button I found my tongue just above her bushy but well trimmed pubic mound. I was so focused on the journey that I had forgotten to finish removing the rest of her clothes so I stood up , pulled the rest of my clothes off and found a bit of delight when I saw her look first to my flat stomach, then to my rigid cock and back up to my eyes as a smile began to form on her face. One of the things I liked most about her was she was one of the few women I’d been with who seemed to like to touch herself as much as she liked to be touched. She wasn’t among the better looking women I had found myself with over the years but when she brought both hands up to start pulling away at her nipples with her legs dangled over the edge of the bed at the knees and her legs spread open just enough for me to catch a glimpse of her heavenly maw she was surely amongst the sexiest. When her hand started to move down that space between her legs I knew it was time for me to get back to work. I reached down pulled both her legs up to rest on my chest and removed what was left of her clothes. Her eyes closed as her hand reached between her legs and a finger started moving up angel gets and down over her moist slit. At that moment I felt an undeniable urge to taste her so I quickly kissed licked my way across her ankles her knees and then finally to her thighs. The room felt about 5 degrees hotter as she pulled her finger away from herself, placed her hand on my head, spread her legs wider and allowed a leg to rest on each of my shoulders


I could feel her wetness on my cheek as I began to work both thighs. By the time my kisses and licks reached her gentle folds her hips had already started moving. The more she tried to center on my face the more I had to resist the urge plunge my tongue in. My tongue pushed up higher between her legs and made one long sweeping pass against the entire length of her slit, all the way down until I felt my nose bury into her pubic hairs. Then slowly back up as I let my tongue snake just a little deeper inside. As I made my way back up to the top I could hear her breath quicken and her hips begin to move with more urgency. Finally my tongue was back to the top where I let my tongue dance just outside the barrier to her clitoris. As I looked up at her, I could feel her hand digging harder into the back of my head while she pinched a nipple with the other


I could almost smell her hunger as I teased her by licking up and down on the shaft of her clit while painstakingly trying not to actually make contact with her now swollen button. And then it was time; time for her to get what her writhing hips had been pushing for. Another long moan escaped her lips as I let my tongue dance across her clit. I moved it everywhere, slowly, up, down, side to side, more quickly all the way around trying hard to avoid any type of pattern. When I felt her hips press harder against my face I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and gently sucked her clit in to follow. Her hand moved off the back of my head and up to join her other hand to knead her breasts. As soon as I noticed her pinching her nipples a bit harder I sucked her clit in so hard that for a moment I thought her sharp inhale was from pain. When I looked up to her face and saw that she looked completely lost to the world I knew it was not so I brought my fingers up to explore her depths


First one, then two as I gradually started building speed. Her hips were bucking so hard now that it was becoming difficult for me to maintain contact. I could tell by her squeal she was getting close now so I endeavored to hold on for as long as I could as my fingers once again quickened their pace. Then, all at once, it was there. Her body froze her breath fell silent time seemed to stand still for a moment and she exploded. I wanted to give her a moment to recover before moving on to my needs so I spent a bit more time nuzzled between her thighs, careful not to make too much contact with her now sensitive clit. I’ve tasted enough women to know two things
One; they didn’t all taste the same and two; I wasn’t particularly fond of the taste. Don’t get me wrong, I greatly enjoy pleasuring a woman like that and the harder she cums or the more she flows the more exited I get. It’s just not a taste that I have ever really enjoyed. Because of this I had a difficult time staying down there as long as I should have and had to start working my way back up. By the time I made my way back up to begin kissing her mouth her hands were already gently scratching up and down my back. Even though her legs were still over the side of the bed and I was barely laying on the bed she wrapped both her legs around me and started pulling me close. As soon as my cock pressed up against her folds I instinctively knew that if I pushed it in now I wouldn’t be able to last two minutes
Not only that I was feeling a bit selfish knowing how hard I had just made her cum with my mouth and was really hoping for her to return the favor. One piercing pussy sex way I could always seem to get her to give me a blow job was to wrap her breasts around my cock. She didn’t have particularly big breasts but they were big enough to bring at least some sensation to me as I moved back and forth between them. Though it felt good it also had the added benefit of looking real hot which got me even hotter. She must have liked the way it looked too because it was rarely very long until she was kissing my tip and moving on to bring me all the way into her mouth. Just as I was about to move up so I could straddle her and place my member between her breasts she surprised me a bit by pushing me up and off the bed. When I finally managed to stand up she slid off the bed far enough so that she was now squatting in front of me while she supported part of her weight with one elbow on the bed. Her other hand reached around my butt and guided me into her mouth. She didn’t even have me all the way in before I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long
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One thing that made her blow jobs so good was her ability to take me all the way into her mouth until I could feel myself sliding down her throat. Granted, I’m not exactly huge but she was only the second woman I had been with that could take all 7 ? inches of me in like that without gagging or quickly pulling away. Just the site of me buried all the way into her mouth was often enough to bring me to the brink. Tonight was no different. I didn’t want to cum yet so I pulled myself out and was about to pull her back up onto the bed to rub myself against her breasts some more when she dropped to both knees and grabbed me by the hips to keep me from pulling further away. She obviously has been with me enough to know exactly why I do things when I do them because she immediately asked me with that mischievous grin on her face why I was ready to cum already. When I told her that she was just getting me hotter than usual she got a curious look in her eye and asked
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“Are you sure that’s the only reason?” I honestly wasn’t sure what she meant so when I replied “what else would it be?” I didn’t intend for it to be anything more than a question. She somehow took it a whole different direction and flat out asked “Are you sure it wasn’t because the baby sitter looked so long at this?” She then pulled on my dick and gave it a squeeze for emphasis. For a moment I thought I should deny it. I wasn’t after all sure that was the real reason, though the way she just said that certainly brought an extra level of excitement. When I realized I was twitching in her hand I knew there would be no way of denying it so I told her that as guilty as I felt for it being true there was in fact some truth to what she said. To my surprise she just smiled at me, told me that if she was into other women then Emily would definitely excite her too. She then sucked me in deep again and began working me for the few short minutes it took me to be ready for release


When I told her I was ready to cum she pulled me out of her mouth and shocked me again by saying “would you like to shoot it on Emily instead”? I knew better than to answer that verbally but the moan I let out and the solid stream of cum I shot across her chest left no doubt what was on my mind. I knew there was no way Emily and I could ever get to that point but just the image I had in my head of Emily of her on her knees waiting for me to spray all over those young voluptuous breasts was enough for me to have one of the hardest orgasms of my life. We fucked twice more that night. Although neither of us mentioned Emily again I think we both knew what was turning the heat to a higher level for me. I wanted so badly to hear her talk more about Emily and when I was in the kind of mood I was in I really wanted to just hear anything naughty or sluttly come out of her mouth but the one time I told her that I’d always wanted to try sex like that she made it clear she wouldn’t be the first one to do it. It didn’t matter much that night though, as much as I’ve always wanted to be with someone willing to be a bit of a slut the images of Emily that kept popping into my head was more than enough to help me moan a bit louder or fuck a bit harder.
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JUMPING ASS
2011-Nov-29 12:26
Jumping ass. Foreword. ? It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is, our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave. But, for a large slice of the populace, we fail entirely to teach moral values. Our children are introduced to sex at an early age, shown the mechanics of reproduction, but we rarely explain the emotions that go with the act. We show them how to screw each other and make babies that they cannot cope with, creating more social problems in an insidious spiral of descent. We fail to teach them, because we don??™t know ourselves. So is it any wonder, that the youth of today has little in common with their parents? Is it any wonder that they rebel, or please themselves, given the lack of moral guidance we, as a generation, offer to their development? How can we expect compliance and conformity when we seem to discard or ignore our kids after they get to school age? This following story alludes to under aged sex. I am not someone that subscribes to sex with minors, so please do not think that the case; I abhor it
It is mentioned merely as a background comment or rather, a painting of how real life is these days. One last comment; for the American readers, in the UK, our age of consent and legality is two years less than yours. At sixteen, it is legal to screw your head off, if you want. I have no feelings either way about that, just wonder at the preparedness of such a person to handle the often harsh and consuming emotional rollercoaster of human interaction. At my advanced age, I still find emotions a confusing and dangerous area of our persona. ? ? ? Abigail ? ? At fourteen years of age, Abigail had left the straight road, dropping out in a spiral of self-loathing, mixed with more than a small amount of defiance and rebellion. A heady concoction that took her to places only the truly down and out would ever visit. ? At fifteen, she had turned her back on the education system
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The rules and regimentation of an orderly day did not fit within her chaos of life. Resolutely, she refused to go to school, sparking off furious rows with her mother, who in exasperation, washed her hands of her daughter and threw her out of the family home and into the clutches of the welfare state. ? The fights were not all about school. Two women in a small space with convergent ideologies is a match made in the suburbs of hell. Increasingly, the close bond that had been mother and daughter eroded until the inevitable crash. It was predestined that they would clash in spectacular style, their characters being so close that it could be thought Abigail was cloned from her mother; it was predestined as an outcome, but vastly hastened by the sudden departure of her father. ? Neither mother nor daughter had any inkling of his intention to up stakes and run from their lives and not leave a forwarding address. What he left were debts that amounted to twice their annual income, the hangover of his gambling, a house part owned by the bank, an ancient car with more curiosity value than ability to run or realise any money and an envelope on the table with two words scrawled in haste on the outside; I??™m sorry. ? He had left with all of his clothing, what money was in the house and Abigail??™s piggy bank that might have had twenty pounds in loose change in it
Her mother??™s paste jewellery had been tipped out of her box over the bed so that he could take his birth certificate and some commemorative coins that had been collected and stored with her rings. They never heard from him or had any idea where he might have fled. For the two women left behind, there was no closure, it was as if he had suddenly died, they were emotionally and financially destitute and, because he hadn??™t died, had no income as such from a pension or insurance. ? It wasn??™t just their meagre valuables he took, just as effectively, he took from them the bond they had shared, leaving them bereft of even the ability to turn to the other in solace and comfort. They blamed each other and themselves simultaneously, drawing lines and barriers that neither had the tools or inclination to ever remove. ? At sixteen, Abigail was on a fast track to oblivion. For some short time, a guy she met on the road someplace, had fed her, then introduced her to drugs and then put her to work on the streets
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She had been popular at first, a nice fresh face, an unblemished teenager; blonde haired and firm breasted, she had been all the rage. It lasted for a short time at least, but then, as drugs always do, her body started to show the rigours of abuse and deprivation of food. ? In a matter of months, Abigail was totally on her own, relying on handouts and whatever she could scrape from the back streets. Tricking where she could to raise enough cash for her next hit, then crashing wherever she stopped until the craving for heroine woke her and the process started all over again the next day. ? That was how Paul found her. Alone in the street, soaked through by incessant rain that had steadily drizzled all day and hardly able to stand from enforced DT??™s. He was pretty much the worse for wear him self; the party he had left a little earlier was taking its toll, or at least the amount of alcohol he had consumed. He weaved an erratic path through Bermondsey, blindly staggering his way to his converted warehouse beside the river. ? It was not how Abigail liked to remember it in later times; instead, she concocted a story of how he had entered the smoking room at the office, nervous and unsure of his new surroundings and the people he found himself in company with. First days had that effect on most; she liked his vulnerability and struck up a conversation. They had gone out for a meal or something; he was new to the area and had yet to find his bearings
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She couldn??™t be certain, but it was either the third or forth date that they fumbled around in bed, hardly a momentous occasion and somewhat less than memorable. It almost finished the relationship there and then, but they got to know each other and sex gradually got better. A more acceptable story than the truth; She even got to believe in it and covered up the past effectively, but that is some way ahead. ? She was curled up almost into a ball; perched on the kerb with her arms tucked around her knees. Abigail rocked slowly back and forth, waiting for the cramps to subside before trying to find some shelter and if she could, hook up with one of her street outlets for her daily trip to a less painful place. ? Oblivious of the rain that had soaked through his jacket, shirt and everything else he wore, Paul sat beside the girl, even matching her rocking motion with his own. ? ???Twenty pounds for French,??? She informed him without looking up. ???Or twenty five for sex; thirty for Greek.??? ? ???What???? ? ???I said, twenty for French, twenty five for sex or thirty for Greek.??? She still hugged her knees to her chest, but glanced at him, waiting for his choice and the exchange of money


She needed the cash. ? ???I ain??™t got a clue what you??™re talking about.??? ? ???Listen mister, do ya want to fuck me, get sucked or what? It??™s gonna cost ya whatever.??? She impatiently asked him, pausing her rocking and reinforcing each syllable with a nod of her head. ? ???Don??™t want to fuck you.??? He was somewhat confused and more than a little affronted at the same time, he was trying to make some sense of how the conversation had started so badly. ???I don??™t want to fuck you.??? ? ???Well if you ain??™t here for business, are ya carrying???? ? He shrugged, both shoulders almost touching his ears in an exaggerated expression. It seemed a safe way to answer her question that he didn??™t understand at all. ? ???If you ain??™t carrying and you ain??™t here for business, you can fuck off. Okay???? She turned and looked at him full in the face, her lips curled back in a snarl as she mouthed the words. ? Paul was almost sobered by the vehemence of her voice. But, more than the viciousness of the sound was her dead eyes. She looked at him, but the expression of her words didn??™t reach her eyes
It was as if he was looking into two pools of dead, grey water. They stared back at him, utterly lifeless, but at the same time, unfathomable in depth. He realised that she might have been pretty once, but was now emaciated, her skin sagging like curtains around the sockets of her eyes and cheeks where the fatty tissues under had been used up by her body. Her hair hung in lank strands, dirty and uncut or cared for and he became aware of her smell for the first time. Involuntarily, he shifted away from her a few inches, shuffling his bottom along the quartz of the kerbstone. ? If he were to be asked later, it would be quite likely that Paul would not be able to provide a good reason for his actions, but without any thought, he grabbed her arm, painfully aware at how his hands easily encircled her, then yanked her to her feet and began to drag her like a rag doll along behind him. ? She started screaming and feebly trying to tug her arm away from his grip. ? ???I ain??™t got no money, so it ain??™t worth robbing me.??? She screamed at him, spittle flying from her lips and adding to the rain already seeping through his clothes to his skin


Paul didn??™t answer her, but just continued to drag her unceremoniously by the arm towards his home. ? ???If ya gonna rape me you bastard, you might as well do it right here and now and let me get on with things.??? But, Paul ignored this as well. ? Eventually, they made it to his recently moved into apartment in the converted riverside warehouse. She had continued to scream and rage at him loud enough to wake half of London. At three in the morning, anyone on the street was far more interested in their own private business and disinclined to intervene with what was probably a domestic spat, so their progress was completely unimpeded and not noteworthy. ? He adjusted his grip on her arm to unlock the security deadlocks and punch in the numbers for the alarm. Then adjusting his grip, he shoved her from under the armpits up the staircase and into his new residence. At the top of the stairs, Paul paused and took a second to think, now that he had her here, where to put her. Throughout the trek to his apartment, he hadn??™t given too much thought to why or what he was going to do with this skeletal girl, just a singular, unexplainable purpose of rescuing Abigail from the street. ? He opted for the spare bedroom
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It was unfurnished as yet and he could lock her in behind a stout door. There was an old loft access where the floor sacks were hauled up, but it was two storeys up and concrete below so escape was not feasible through there. ? Unceremoniously, he dragged her to the room and pushed her inside, pulling the door shut even as she span to claw at the closing portal. The key turned and her yelling was muffled to a tolerable level. ? So began her slow and painful break from the monkey. Days when Abigail couldn??™t control her body, shaking and going into spasm. Unable to keep food down at times, even when she could be forced to ingest anything solid, what ever she swallowed was ejected from her, forcefully. ? Abigail could not control her temperature, alternately shivering and sweating. She had no control of auto-functions and really, became child like or incontinent as an aged person might after their reasoning leaves
He threw away most of her clothing, replacing it from items bought in a charity shop then, throwing them away as well when she soiled them beyond redemption. He found that tracksuits were easiest to clean and lasted longer than pretty much anything else. He would remove her dirty clothing in the early days, dispassionately looking at her emaciation and the needle tracks in her arms, feet and groin. He was as far from sexual interest as it was possible to be; the sight of her body made him cringe and renewed his resolve to heal her. ? After four or five weeks that seemed like years, she began to settle down, managing to take sustenance and process it in the normal way. Her violent moods subsided and, gradually, like the regeneration of scar tissue, she became a person again, even holding conversations with Paul, but always as a long-term hostage might talk to their keeper. She held back and would not open, even on mundane topics, giving only enough information to be an active party in the dialogue. ? Paul still kept her locked in the room, knowing that at the first opportunity, she would bolt and be lost for ever with an inevitable outcome, one needle too many perhaps or a violent death in an alley. He still didn??™t know why he was doing this for her, someone he didn??™t know at all, a complete stranger


But, he recognised in her, something of the wounded animal that triggers an emotive response occasionally; he put it down to that. ? Paul decided after eight weeks of captivity that she could be trusted to have the run of the warehouse apartment. He left the door to her room unlocked and open. Abigail didn??™t emerge from the safety of her cot for two days, but then stepped timidly over the threshold at his encouragement. She still had something of the trapped animal about her; each step could be considered furtive or exploratory, keeping her escape route firmly fixed and ready for flight, straight back to the familiarity of her room with its cot and bucket. ? The worst of the cold turkey was over to a degree, at least the physical part was, but deep mental scars take far longer to heal, if ever fully. Abigail was scared at a fundamental level, leaving her unable to rationalise or function properly. ? They began to eat together. Simple food that he thought she would be able to digest; soups and pasta being their staple diet. There were beneficial side effects; Abigail began to put on weight, filling out bit by bit while Paul lost some of his excess and felt the fitter for it
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But, often as with television or music, her attention wandered until she sat there, almost catatonic in a far away place, her food left to cool into a congealing mass. Over a period of weeks, the vacant spaces became less and less often and diminished in longevity, while her cognitive state became longer. She chose to be in her room for longer times, but with the door open and not as any kind of barrier. Paul bought her a television and a radio so she could be on her own if she wanted. He bought books for her to read and allowed her to do as she pleased, but insisted that they eat together, cook and wash up. ? He was pleasantly surprised to find that Abigail was a good cook, inventive and adventurous with everyday ingredients. She continued to regain the flesh over her bones. ? She had been with him for nearly six months now. ? Although they were sharing time and talking, Paul still didn??™t fully trust her, believing that her full recovery was still a long way off in all probability; that the emotional scars were only scabbed over and could be reopened at any time
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He had to go to work. Each day he took great care in dead locking the entrance door so that she couldn??™t open it from the inside. It became something of a ritual, turning the key once, hearing the tongue engage then a second turn that locked the door and disabled the latch on the other side. So it was a shock for him to find his door wide open and swinging one day after work. Fearing that the bird had flown the nest, Paul ran into the building, yelling her name, with a sinking feeling, knowing she wouldn??™t be there. Abstractly, his mind took in the fact that the lock or door hadn??™t been damaged in anyway. His calls went unanswered; the apartment was empty, he stood in the middle of the living room, lost and alone. ? For an hour or so, Paul wandered around feeling an acute sense of loneliness and failure


She had been making such good progress. Her body had pretty much recovered from the rigors of drug abuse and the regular intake of food had regained much of her natural body mass and skin tone. He put the television on then turned it off again. Inserted a CD in the player, but didn??™t press play. He couldn??™t settle into any one place, his mind in turmoil; should he go out and look for her or stay and hope she came back? ? Abigail had the advantage of him where the street was concerned. She would know the hidey-holes better than most of the city dwellers and certainly better than he would. ? He was still dithering when the entrance door banged shut. ? Abigail??™s tousled head appeared over the banister with a smile plastered across her lips


Wordlessly, Paul rushed over to her as she reached the top tread and threw his arms around her in a bear like embrace. Relief and other emotions coursed through his veins, mixed with a large helping of adrenalin. ? ???I thought I??™d lost you he managed to breathe into her hair.??? Then, without waiting for her to respond, he kissed her mouth, crushing her lips against his teeth and taking her breath completely. Paul picked her up from the floor, her weight easily distributed in his arms. He continued to kiss her, breaking only to gasp and then cover her with his mouth again as they traversed the floor to his bedroom. ? Her head hit the doorjamb, but neither was really aware of it, the moment too consuming for external stimuli to have much effect. Her clothes were almost ripped off of her slender body as his hit the floor in a blur of motion and desperation to become naked. They collapsed on the bed in a tangle of arms, legs and hands that grasped and gripped. She wriggled and managed to lie on her back while manoeuvring him between her parted thighs. ? There was no nicety about their coupling. Abigail thrust her hips forward in unison as Paul thrust into her body in a union that had one common goal
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He fucked into her as she fucked him back in a riot of rhythm. It was sex in its rawest state that culminated in their respective explosion of orgasm, she first, then Paul, feeling her wetness splash against his inner thigh, shot his seed with a final pelvic thrust that had her head hitting the wall. ? The act was completed in little more than a few minutes, but the intensity of emotion and urgency had made it an experience that left them bereft of the ability to talk for a while. Instead, they lay together, her head in the crook of his arm while he stroked her neck, shoulders and breasts as they calmed down from the initial frenzy of lust and then they laughed. They laughed until laughter became a little crazy, resulting in hiccups that had them giggling all over again. ? ???What is Greek anyway???? Paul asked after the expression she had used when he first met her popped into his mind. ? Abigail lifted her chin and looked into his eyes as she told him that Greek was in the ass and that it was something she had endured on too many occasions. It was time for her to bear her soul and tell him just what it was like on the street. Abigail let him know of the times she had been fucked by many men at once until cum was dripping out of every orifice. How she was used and abused then discarded like a Christmas puppy. She told of how some guys liked to beat up on her or how they shit and pissed over her nakedness while her pimp looked on and applauded the bestial use of his girl
Abigail told him that after a while, she didn??™t care what they did to her, that pain hardly registered and her holes were only entries into her body that fed her need for more drugs. She told him of a pregnancy that was beaten out of her by the pimp. She told him all of it; the worst times and that all she had to look forward to, was death from an overdose. Killing herself would have been easy, but the craving for heroine kept her alive for the next hit. ? During her sad tale, Paul had stroked and caressed Abigail, soothing and supporting her as it unfolded. He paused as she concluded, his hands ceasing movement. She took it as rejection, thinking that he would was too disgusted by the deprivations she had sunk to


She cried, tears coursing over her cheeks. She sobbed in despair, unable to articulate her utter desolation. But, then he resumed his caress and turned her head to face him. Gently and with great care as if she were a fragile doll, Paul kissed her mouth and drew her body to him. Relief flooded her; she clasped him and kissed him back, forcing her tongue between his teeth to explore his mouth. ? ???One day,??? She murmured, ???we will do Greek and it will be the right time, but for now, I think French is the language of the day.??? ? With those words, she bit his lower lip and then shoved her self down, kissing his chest, stomach and then his cock. Paul relaxed back, tucking a pillow under his head so he could watch. He pulled her blonde hair away from her face, studied her lips as they slowly parted and swallowed his shaft. ? Abigail expertly sucked him into her mouth, drawing her cheeks in to create a vacuum as she lifted; then blowing them out as she descended again. Gradually, she increased the depth of his penetration, allowing a little more of him to pass her lips in a slow, tantalising rhythm, feeling him stiffen and leak small globules of pre-cum
She adjusted her position and sat on his legs so that he would not thrust, she wanted to make all the movement so that the exquisite sensation would be magnified. ? Paul hardened at her insistence. The warmth and sucking of her mouth drew blood into his organ, building the pressure, but oh so slowly. It was almost a delicious pain between feelings of relief as she sank back down his shaft. He could never remember having a woman give him so much intense pleasure from fellatio before. It wasn??™t a first for him, but certainly was a first in the delicious thrill it was affording his neural network. ? By now, she had him in the back of her throat, still keeping the slow but insistent tempo, just longer strokes
She could feel his imminent release and ignored his feeble attempt to lift her off of his pulsing cock. Abigail was intent on taking him to the edge and beyond; she had every intention of swallowing his cum. The trick was to know exactly when he would explode and make sure it was on a down stroke that had him right at the back of her mouth. Paul made it easier for her to judge the precise moment, he groaned and mini thrust. Abigail lifted her head and then began a long descent down his shaft, feeling him dry heave first and then shoot the first of three or four spurts. She didn??™t stop sliding him into her until his cock was fully down her gullet and her lips grounded against his pubic bone. She was rewarded by his final spurts that she swallowed comfortably
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She lay still, keeping him in her mouth until his tremors subsided and he was totally spent. ? So began their life together in a loving relationship. Their sexual partnership developed in a fruition of learning and awareness that progressed from the one two one sexual exploration, to them joining a club. ? The journey for them was not so long perhaps, but had many twists and turns until they had exhausted every conceivable position and scenario between two people. Abigail gave herself to Paul in love and implicit trust. Paul accepted her love and returned it as fully. Together, they set off on a voyage of sexual discovery. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The Club. ? Their invitations arrived in a pink envelope in Monday morning??™s post. Neither of them had really expected their application to be successful, but now that it was and had become a reality, their excitement was tinged with some trepidation. ? Paul and Abigail had visited many on-line sites, spending time in front of a web cam, sharing their sexual appetite with anyone in the world who wanted to watch
It is a fast growing network of like-minded people who enjoy performing to an audience of anonymous faces whose web cams were on at the same time. They didn??™t need the extra incentive of knowing that sometimes, hundreds of people were watching them screw each other. They didn??™t need the buzz, but it made for some really hot sessions and, for some reason, made Abigail all the hotter in her performance. ? Neither had too much by the way of inhibitions, she, because of her past abuse where she was used so badly and emotion had been non-existent in her liaisons, Paul, because he found in Abigail, someone who was not afraid to express herself sexually in the knowledge that he cared deeply for her. ? They could monitor how many viewers they had, a simple counter ran alongside the images of their bodies on the seventeen-inch screen and a tool bar at the top of the page showed instant messages from the observers. They rarely answered the messages, preferring to remain in the room to converse, unless they were too busy with each other to type. ? They liked to surf the net as well, sharing the excursion into lust and porn as a partnership. They shared fantasies where another was introduced into their play, but these were just fanciful notions that added to the spice of their lovemaking. ? Abigail was flat on the divan, her head propped by two pillows as Paul thrust between her parted thighs in a classic missionary position
Her knees were drawn up to give him a greater access to her body and allow their pubic bones to grind against each other. The session was already well into the latter stages, with both coming towards the reward of orgasm. ? The web cam faithfully recorded the action scenes and relayed them around the world, bouncing their heaving bodies off satellites in orbit at eight frames per second. Perhaps as many as three hundred registered accounts were at least watching in part, or had their cam open on a screen somewhere. As the passion mounted towards the inevitable conclusion, so the amount of voyeuristic viewers increased; they were oblivious, too intent on each other to notice. ? Her hands drifted from her breasts and clasped Paul??™s waist, digging nails into the soft skin of his back. Perhaps she dug a little more than customary or her nails were a little sharper, because Paul yelped and grabbed her hands in his, while he supported himself on her lower torso. Bringing her wrists together, Paul clamped them in his large hands and pushed them over her head to hold them there, away from his back and under his control. ? It was as if a switch were suddenly hit


Abigail, realising she was virtually pinned and restrained, went into overdrive, her hip and pelvis came up and crashed into Paul, she dictated the pace and urgency, driving him deep inside her body as if in desperate need of his length and seed. She thrashed her head from side to side, screaming his name over and over as she smashed through a climax and orgasm of proportions hitherto unknown between them. He held her wrists in a strong grip and tried to stay on top of her as she writhed and bucked under him in a frenzy of motion. ? Abigail came in a gut wrenching spasm that had her pull up her knees to her chest. Her teeth gritted together in a rictus like grin, every muscle taut and bunched as another wave passed through her, then another, slightly less, then more, in diminishing ripples like period cramps that squeezed and let go. ? Paul withdrew from her sex, but held her hands still, locked above her head in his grip. He knelt beside her and slowly rubbed himself with his free hand until he reached his own climax and sprayed her body with his secretion. ? He was somewhat startled by Abigail??™s sudden frenzy, but didn??™t say anything, preferring to just enjoy the fervour and exhilaration of the moment. He retrieved a towel jumping ass and cleaned her off. It wasn??™t until later that she broached the subject, giving him the opportunity to ask what had happened to cause her to react so violently. ? ???I had this sudden image of being tied up when you clasped my hands together.??? She told him


???It just did something to me and as you could see, all hell broke loose. It was like an electric current was passed through me.??? ? Subsequent excursions of mild bondage had similarly devastating effects on Abigail. They experimented with tying her hands, feet or knees using his neckties at first, then buying soft braid lanyard lines from a chandlery. The marine ropes were soft to the touch and didn??™t abrade her skin or chaff. Each step took her to new places and heights of ecstasy, gradually setting the lines of submissive and domination. ? They shopped for the paraphernalia of S&M, visiting the sex shops of Soho and Anne Summers


In a matter of months, Abigail was the possessor of several leather harnesses and bustier outfits. They found nipple and labia clamps, trying them out gingerly at first, but then getting into the swing of it with a passion. She loved the sensation of being restrained with cuffs and a choker collar that had loops for chains or rope to pass through. Some of the toys they acquired bordered on pain; she liked a leather look whip, but shied away from a riding crop. They established the boundaries of her endurance and enjoyment thresholds by trial and error, experimenting and then evaluating the effects caused by the vast array of toys. ? The ultimate for Abigail was reached with a newly bought set of labia clamps with soft rubber inserts. The clamps were attached to a chain that they passed through one of the loops on her choker. Two further clamps, also attached to a chain, pinched her nipples in what looked to be a cruel grip, but was in fact, quite comfortable
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The chain to these was also passed through a loop on her choker. The effect of any movement on her part pulled her lips apart to expose her delicate clit and simultaneously tightened the chain attached to her nipples, pulling her breasts up and tightening the grip of the clamp. Paul added a blindfold to the ensemble and then tormented her sensitive nub with the tip of a dolphin vibrator, causing her to squirm; adding torment to her nipples and cunt by pulling on the chains. It was a delicious torment that had her screaming a climatic spasm. She soaked the bed with a torrent of cum that splashed all over Paul??™s face and shoulders
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Had the sound been up on the computer, they may have heard a collective sigh from the watchers of their cam. ? Abigail and Paul??™s surfing habits changed to reflect their newfound interest. Together they discovered bdsm sites, viewing the images and then applying some of them to their own play. A natural progression was for them to join and chat with other people who shared their sexual predilections. ? Over a period of time, they had developed a network of cyber-friends from around the globe, sharing fantasies and scenarios that were mutually rewarding. They conversed while appearing on web-cam and acting out various configurations at the behest of viewers whose suggestions sometimes bordered on the outright bizarre. Abigail??™s sex was simulatedly abused, being whipped and tortured by Paul who was taking instruction from the anonymous voyeurs on the other side of the cam. Not knowing where they were going to be led or in which direction the requests would take them served as a teaching method for them both. Paul found himself doing things to Abigail that would never have occurred to him, taking her to limits that he might have been fearful of otherwise, for Abigail, it was a delirium of sensual and torturous delight of discovery. She found in her body, a capacity for pleasure that by far exceeded her wildest dreams and all in front of an anonymous audience. ? It was having an audience that realised their liking for exhibitionism
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They discovered that they both enjoyed the fact that they were there to be watched; it added to the overall excitement and enhanced both of their climaxes, knowing that their essences were shared with so many people. ? A tentative invitation came from one of the sites they regularly visited. Would they like to attend a private party in Milton Keynes; of members who held a common interest in Bondage and sado-masochistic tendencies? The club was established some ten years ago and had irregular private functions, usually at someone??™s house. It wasn??™t a huge leap for jumping ass them both; they accepted the invitation and waited for the printed version. ? The party was arranged for the following weekend, it would give them the whole week to prepare, pack and make sure all of their toys were charged and cleaned. Neither really knew what to expect when they arrived. Obviously, they would be an attraction, having been the subject of many of the club member??™s favourite entertainment for some while now on the Internet, but they had no experience to draw from of exactly what happened at these gatherings or what they would be required to do. Both Paul and Abigail were looking forward to participating, but were somewhat unsure at the same time. ? Saturday came at last. The invitation may have only arrived five days before, but the time in between had dragged, feeling like five years


The house, when they eventually found it, was set in its own grounds of half an acre or so, surrounded by a stone wall and wrought iron gates that interrupted the gravel drive. ? A footman in full livery took the keys of Paul??™s M3 and asked them to wait on the marble steps while he parked the car. They turned in unison to take in the massive portico at the top of the steps jumping ass and then, both jumped when the footman cleared his throat behind them. ? The huge oak doors at the entrance, led into an equally impressive hall lit by a crystal drop chandelier hanging from the ceiling several floors up. Twin stone stairs rose in front of them in sweeping arcs that led to a first floor landing which was almost as big as Paul??™s converted warehouse apartment. ? The interior of the building was grandiose, each level and room decorated and panelled in what appeared to be a Regency style, but the main hall where the rest of the guest were already seated around a long dinning table was by far and away, sumptuous. The carpet threatened to swallow feet whole in its pile. The walls had panels of raised plasterwork female figures, painted white and blue to resemble Wedgwood. The ceiling was slightly vaulted with flutes coming together at six lighting points where chandeliers hung from ornate plaster roses. ? The Footman, who had shown them up the curved staircase, closed the tall doors behind them and announced to the room; ???Paul and Abigail are among us.??? He reopened the doors and left, his tails almost being caught between the door edges. ? Paul nervously stood with his weight on one hip, something he had done since his childhood when he was in trouble, and regarded the sixteen pairs of eyes that, as one, had swung around from looking at the only figure standing at the opposite end of the table. ? ???Ah; welcome our guests my friends.??? He waved his hands in an upward motion, indicating that everyone around the table should stand
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Although no one was looking at their host, they stood in silence as one unified body and then sat at his command of an opposite motion of his hands. ? ???Pray, be seated.??? He indicated the remaining two chairs closest to Paul and Abigail. The mystery of how the other guest knew when to stand and sit was solved. A large mirror was hung, angled down, over the double doors into the hall. ? ???You are punctual, I like that.??? Their guest fixed them with a stare then, as if in dismissal, his attention took in the whole table. ???To conclude our business before dinner is served, the thirtieth of November is to be our grand ball, we shall have space for all of our members and twelve guests only, so please make sure you announce them early. Unless there is any other business, I propose we dine.??? He paused to see if any one had anything to say, then satisfied by the silence that was returned to his suggestion, picked up a brass bell beside his place setting and rang it. ? After countless courses of food, the meal at last finished, the ladies were asked to retire to their own room. As one, the eight ladies around the table rose and lightly grasped Abigail??™s arm to lead her into an adjacent room. ? The men left the table to the servant??™s ministrations and headed in the opposite direction to the women, passing through an ornately carved door into another sumptuously decorated drawing room. Lounges were arrayed in a rough semi-circle around what appeared at first glance to be a giant hooker that steadily bubbled over a small flame. The men arranged themselves in no particular order and drew from the pipes
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Paul found the smell unattractive and declined gracefully when he was passed one of the smoking tubes. ? ???So, for tonight??™s entertainment we have Paul??™s young lady Abigail. The usual rules apply, but one word of warning, it is her first time, so, please my friends, be especially understanding of her nature.??? The host had at some point donned a smoking jacket such as would have been fashionable in the nineteen twenties perhaps. Having said his piece, he sat and drew heavily on the nearest brass ferrule. ? Paul felt somewhat bemused by the turn of events. They had gone to the club expecting to be engaged in sex games involving some bdsm, but hadn??™t considered this old fashion style of reserve. Neither of them really had much in the way of expectations based on facts, but this seemed at odds, totally. ? A few minutes later, the doors to the drawing room opened and, with a flourish, the ladies entered
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They had changed clothing to long dresses of varying dour colours that would have reached the floor, but had been pulled up in panels and attached to a belt. Splits between the panels gave a tantalising glimpse of the bare legs and thighs under the heavy brocade like fabric. The necklines plunged to below the breast line, in each case; the women??™s breasts were exposed, pushed up and separated by bones or under wire support. ? All of the women were similarly dressed except Abigail. She was totally naked with her hands and arms secured behind her with a criss-cross lattice going up to the elbow, effectively forcing her small, high breasts forward. ? Her mouth hung open as if in a silent scream, but Paul could sense her heightened excitement by the slightly up-curve at the corners of her sensuous mouth. He saw the reddened welts across her buttocks and lower back and guessed that she had been the recipient of some correctional treatment
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As far as he was concerned, she had never looked lovelier, immediately, he wanted her; more, he felt a need of her that was almost painful. ? ???Ah ladies! Excellent, bring the child to the front.??? Their host directed the positioning of Abigail so that she stood in the centre of the circle of seated men. ? Abigail??™s head sunk to her chest as if in abject shame, but Paul??™s intimate knowledge of her body told him by the hardness of her nipples, that she was as aroused as he was and was performing for the delight of her viewers. ? The host stood and addressed Paul. ? ???Paul, would you please be up-standing to introduce us to this delectable woman. Please take her to each of the guests in turn for their inspection.??? He sat in the chair Paul had got up from. ? Gently taking her bound arm, Paul led Abigail to stand in front of the first guest to the right of their host??™s position. He had her stand with her feet slightly parted and lifted her chin so that she could not look directly at her admirer. The Guest??™s hand snaked out and cupped her breast, weighing it as he might a ball. Seemingly, he was satisfied with the result, his fingers pried at her labia, brushing the side of his hand over her sex; then he lifted it to his nose to savour her mustiness


She shuddered at his touch, but stood firm and waited for instruction. He nodded his release; Paul led her to the next who also inspected her, probing at her lips and tasting her wetness. ? In turn, each of the men examined Abigail??™s body; one had her turn around so that he could closely examine her anus, pushing the tip of a finger into her forbidden entry until he signalled his satisfaction. At last, Paul had Abigail stand in front of their host. He cast an appraising eye over her form, taking time to study her in total from toes to the crown of her hair, his fingers steepled together in concentration. Soundlessly his gaze traversed her body, seemingly taking every facet and flaw without any outward show of emotion. Abigail was starting to fidget, wondering what he though of her. His question, when it came, surprised her. ? ???You are clean now???? It was asked in a soft voice. ? She nodded, knowing that the needle tracks had given her away


They served as, and would always be a reminder of her tragic past. ? ???How long???? He demanded to know ? ???Over a year.??? She replied nervously. ? ? ???Good.??? In that simple one word, he had signalled her acceptability. ???Kneel.??? ? Awkwardly, Abigail knelt at his feet and waited for his command. ? ???You do not wear the mark of an owner I see. As such, you are the property of all in this room, to be used by those in this room as they see fit. You will comply with their instructions and be glad of the attention. You will not be harmed in anyway and, should you wish it, can leave at any time, but only as you are now, naked as you were born. Do you understand???? ? ???Yes??¦Master.??? ? He pulled his smoking jacket apart and undid his zipper to expose a hooded cock


His hand rasped the top of her head and tilted it back a little. She parted her reddened lips to accept his length. Slowly and insistently, he tilted her head back to its normal position, impaling her on his cock as it slide into her throat. Then he began an excruciating slow mouth fuck that went from the tips of her lips to the base of her tongue. The pace was agonisingly slow, relentless and insistent, until she felt him twitch. Soundlessly, her pushed her head down on his shaft and came in her throat. It felt impersonal, as had the tricks in her old life and in some ways, was as if she had been used only to be discarded like so much trash, just as her customers had abused her body in those days. ? Her next partner was more interested in satisfying himself in her cunt
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With little ado, he was inside her body, thrusting and grunting like a pig in rut while she impassively lay on the leather chesterfield settee. He lasted for a short while only before coming inside her and passing her on to his neighbour. ? One by one, the men either fucked her, had her suck them or just masturbated over her skin. By the end of a full circle, Abigail was dripping with semen from her mouth, sex and body. She was returned back to their host somewhat the worse of wear, but completely unsatisfied herself. ? At a signal of his hand, the circle broke up and people stepped away, hooking up with the ladies who had remained in the background, silently watching Abigail??™s progress around the room. ? She was laid flat on a settee, her bounds released and legs spread wide. Before Abigail had a chance to organise her thoughts, Juliet, one of the ladies who had prepared her, had attached her mouth to Abigail??™s sex, drawing her clit between her teeth and sucking blood into the hardening nub. A cock, she didn??™t know who??™s, was pushed into her mouth and unknown hands kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples
She did her best to swallow the cock, but was hampered by the lack of available space; also, the sucking of her clit was lessening her volition to be determined at anything else other than the onrushing climax of her own. ? Before her climax had fully subsided, she was flipped over by strong hands, her knees placed either side of some one??™s head lying beneath her and another cock forced into her mouth from someone standing at the end of the settee. Another cock was edging at her anus, trying to find entry; Abigail could do nothing about it, either to prevent entry or help. She swallowed come and flooded the face below her with her own secretions. ? The cock was at last successful, the bell shaped head passing her sphincter and entering her passage. She cared less about the entry, being as she was, swept along on a tide of euphoric highs as each of her lovers entered her or licked at her most sensitive parts. Gradually, she became aware of the thrusting her anal passage was getting. It was almost savage in pace and relentless in the depths it plunged. Paul had fucked her in this position before, but always with a care that bordered on over caution


She was being reamed hard and by an experienced cock. She felt her body open up for her lover, felt her muscles relax in acceptance of his ownership, as she relaxed, so he found new depths in which to delve until she could feel his balls banging against her coccyx. He exploded inside of her, having brought her to a shattering climax. His cock slid out of her, bringing with it, most of his seed to pool on the leather between her knees. ? Over the course of the evening, Abigail was used by anyone who wasn??™t currently engaged, some times, even those already coupled, pulled her into their clutches and invaded her body with fingers, tongues, cocks or whatever was available. She was treated as a whore might be, by one or many at a time
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Abigail loved the abandonment of what she had become her body, somehow took the invasion and violations and responded many times over. ? She was aware of Paul at the periphery of her vision and consciousness, but would not have been able to say if he had touched her since taking her arm and standing her in front of the host. ? AT last, the night ended. Paul took her home but either, didn??™t have the energy left, or was being considerate of the delicacy she was inevitably suffering from to do very much more than hold her tenderly as they slept. The gift ? ? The leather mask he wore seemed to be seamless. The only breaks in the smooth black leather were slits for his eyes and holes to breathe through, no mouth. She could hear the whisper of his accelerated breathing as he bent over her prostrate, naked body. ? Abigail noticed the definition of his musculature as his skintight suit rippled with his movement. His biceps accentuated by the refraction of light as it bounced of the shiny material. Somewhat abstractly, in a corner of her mind, she thought he had to be extremely hot, trapped in the encompassing embrace of his costume.? ? His two accomplices were similarly dressed, but wore carnival type eye masks. As with his suit, their breasts and form were there to be seen, not at all hidden by the material, but rather enhanced
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The two female acolytes hovered closely, acting as aides to him, checking on her ritualistic bonds, that although were not terribly strong, served to restrain her in a classic spread eagle position over the cross shaped wooden altar. They were only in her peripheral vision, never staying in one place long enough for her to really study them. Not that she was very much interested in the two women; her attention was fully focused on him as he stepped between her parted and bound legs. Her neck was beginning to strain at trying to hold it up without support. ? He had not touched her up to now; it wasn??™t necessary, just the anticipation and implied threat were enough to have her quivering. The uncertainty of what was to happen, only increased the nervous quickening of her heartbeat and each lungful of air was chased by another as if the first was unsatisfactory in volume. ? Abigail was determined though not to weaken and utter the agreed words that would stop the ceremony instantly. What was the word anyway? Amber, Amethyst? Something like that she thought, a semi-precious stone she was sure
Then she remembered; it was of course, her birthstone, sapphire. She committed the word to memory and then as quickly dismissed it because she had no intention of using it. ? ???Abigail, you can stop this at this moment or you can see it through. What is your choice???? The leather muffled his voice. She watched the mask move with the working of his jaw, but the question was clear enough for her to understand exactly what he was asking. ? She only nodded in answer and caught the movement out of the corner of her eye of the blonde acolyte as she wheeled a stainless steel instrument trolley to his left. ? ???You desire the mark of your master???? ? Again she nodded her assent, mouth unable to form the words in the mixture of fear and excitement. Her heart beat a little harder and faster, knowing the moment was approaching quickly. ? ???You remember the word???? ? Her mind wandered and distractedly, she watched the play of the strong spotlight on the shiny leather as it moved with his speech. It was as if she had switched off somewhat, a preservation of sanity perhaps, a detachment, so that she didn??™t have to realize the enormity of what the change in her life would be. ? ???Do you remember the word Abigail???? His disembodied voice sterner this time, as if not used to repeating himself. ? ???Sapphire??? She pulled the name of the stone up and repeated it to him as quickly as she could. ? ???The next time you say that word, this will stop. You do understand that don??™t you???? His voice had softened a little, but still held a timbre of authority that brooked no nonsense. ? ???And you are prepared to wear the brand and mark of your master???? His questions seemed annoying more than anything, but she supposed he had to be sure, because once done, it was irreversible. ? ???I understand and comply. Please mark me the sole property of my master.??? It was the pre-planned and practiced response required in the ritual


She had learned the words and now repeated them verbatim. ? He nodded once and then turned to the instrument trolley that was within easy reach of his left hand. Idly and still in a detached corner of her mind, she wondered if he was naturally left handed. Abigail couldn??™t keep her head up any longer and lay back to watch him in the mirror on the ceiling. ? Her mind wandered again, remembering the time that she and Paul had met. Although it had been only eighteen months now, the time had flown in one sense and felt like a lifetime ago in another. He had entered the smoking room at the office, nervous and unsure of his new surroundings and the people he found himself in company with


First days had that effect on most; she liked his vulnerability and struck up a conversation. They had gone out for a meal or something; he was new to the area and had yet to find his bearings. She couldn??™t be certain, but it was either the third or forth date that they fumbled around in bed, hardly a momentous occasion and somewhat less than memorable. It almost finished the relationship there and then, but they got to know each other and sex gradually got better. This was the story she had concocted and overlaid on the truth
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It was a happier event and effectively blocked out the realities of her formative life. ? It was accidental really, that they discovered her penchant for the stronger form of sex. She could picture clearly how it happened, an innocent clasping of her wrists together, above her head in one of his large hands as he pushed into her that evinced her first really devastating, whole body climax. That was all it took to set them on a voyage of discovery and truth towards the end result that was today??™s ritual. They searched for and found some Sadomasochistic and bondage videos that were watched intently before copying the action, as far as possible, given the limited resources of his flat. Eventually and to take their sex to another level, they joined a private members club of like minded individuals, where almost anything went
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The access to costume and equipment helped in the development of her sexual awakening and his earned mastery of her body and mind. The bond they wove was based on mutual respect for each other and a shared desire for her to blossom into fulfilment. ? The club was fine, but had one drawback, as an unmarked slave; she was there to be used by anyone who wanted her it proved to be too near her unhappy child and young adulthood. Being fucked, whipped or beaten by others had a certain thrill for both of them, but also started to drive a jealous wedge between them. They decided to explore her sexuality alone once more. ? Her mind snapped back to the present, she realized she had missed nothing while she had been on her flight of memory. ? He picked up a cloth that was covering something on the tray of the stainless steel trolley. From her changed perspective, it was as if she were watching the preparations of a surreal operation, where the surgeon had swapped his green scrubs for leather. He laid the cloth aside, but only partially uncovered the tools of his trade below. ? An attendant leather clad nurse picked up a large pair of scissor like clamps and gripped white gauze in their pointed jaws, locking the handles together on the ratcheted device. She passed them to him in his left hand that appeared to be his right in the mirror image. Disturbed, the aroma of surgical spirit pervaded the small room. ? She gasped sharply at the coldness of the cloth as he wiped it over her mons, soaking her downy hair, making the dark blonde hair appear black, then it was manipulated into her vulva, cleaning and de-contaminating her sex


She watched his latex covered hands and thought, how slender they were, almost feminine with long thin fingers. The spirit stung a little at first as alcohol very often does in her most sensitive does, something she and Paul had discovered accidentally one day when he had gone down on her with alcohol in his mouth. ? Her masked surgeon placed the used clamp and cloth on another trolley to his right, her left as she watched. The arrival of the trolley had escaped her, but Abigail didn??™t miss the anticipatory lick of lips his attendant on that side unconsciously did. She wondered what was going through the woman??™s mind and tried to imagine what the view to the acolyte would have looked like. ? Coldness made her gasp again and snapped her attention back to the main attraction. He was applying water from a kidney dish with another pair of clamps and a soft material that looked like cotton wool


Just as a surgeon, he held his gloved hand out and had an old fashioned soaping brush slapped into his waiting palm. He dipped it into the water and then into a soap dish, swirling it around until the bristles were laden with lather. ? Carefully with a finger, he
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LESBIAN HORNY ANAL FRIENDS
2011-Nov-27 21:38
Lesbian horny anal friends. A Dear Friends Story; A Grandfather’s Confession You will probably doubt the truth of this story just as I did when it was told to me by my dear friend Carol but she insist it is true. Her grandfather who died only a few years ago related this story to her on his death bed. Her story: My grandpapa lived in a small German town and was only ten years old in 1945 when his papa died in an Allied bombing attack. A woman who was killed at the same time with him was misidentified as his wife 1. Grandpapa’s twenty-seven-year-old mother assumed the identity of the dead woman and applied for and received the ward-ship of her ten-year-old son
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This allowed them to receive a monthly stipend which was enough to live on in post-war Germany. Housing was in short supply and the only quarters available was a single room in a boarding house. The couple (mother and son) “grew too close together.” 2 A daughter, Hilda, was born from this closeness in 1950. In 1951 his mother married a much older but wealthy man who assumed the responsibility for Hilda and gave her his last name. 3 This man also saw to it that grandpapa got a good education. In time grandpapa became an aeronautical engineer. In 1966 grandpapa received a job offer from an American aeronautical corporation. As he was considering the job offer his 16-year-old “sister-daughter” Hilda came to him and told him how her “father” was abusing her. She expressed her love for grandpapa and begged for his assistance. She never knew the truth of her parentage and she begged grandpapa to take her with him to America
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His attempt to accomplish this was thwarted by their mother who refused permission. In a further attempt to persuade their mother she was told of the abuse. The old man was then confronted and threatened with the law if he again touched Hilda. Thinking Hilda lesbian horny anal friends safe, grandpapa moved to lesbian horny anal friends America. Three years later when she was old enough to get a visa to visit him she did. As he held her in a welcoming embrace he wished he had the courage to tell her their true relationship
He could not bring himself to tell her she was not only his sister but his daughter. His own personal guilt for the affair with his mother shamed him too much. So much that he, to make some kind of amends, got her a job here in America and a place to live. He hoped she would find a man and raise a family for which he could be the grandpapa. One day in January 1974 while having dinner together grandpapa asked Hilda why she had no man in her life. “There is and always has been only one man in my life,” she said. He knew by her actions and previous innuendos that the man she was speaking of was him. He debated with himself whether to tell her the truth of their relationship. Again he could not bring himself to destroy the illusion for her. Through the months of that year, with her open desire to be with him, they grew closer and in December he married his “sister-daughter.” He hypothesized that if no children were born of the union, no harm would be done to anyone. Unfortunately, due to a miscalculation, Hilda did get pregnant


Again he debated with himself. Abortion was an option but he could not end a life and at the same time destroy Hilda’s joy by speaking the truth. He told himself that if his sin marked their child in any way he would do penance in some other way than to take the child’s life. When the baby, my mother, was born she was perfect in every way. Grandpapa watched carefully as she grew up for any indication that his sin would show through. It did not and he continued to keep the secret. I have no idea why he chose me to tell his story but he did say that he hoped that by telling me, “he could rest in peace.” It has not helped me rest in peace
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I have told the story to Emerald in hopes he could write look it and share it in a way that I cannot. 1. The actual reason lesbian horny anal friends why the woman was identified as the wife was that at the time they were killed they were in coital union. 2. Eligible men were in short supply in post-war Germany and many single women did have children by “man unknown.” This in no way was a brand of shame since being a mother was more honorable than anything else a woman could do. A single woman was respected for her courage. (The ratio of women 20 to 35 to men 20 to 35 was two to one.) 3. There was a governmental policy, with tax incentives, that encouraged men who had lost their wives or who had never married to marry women who had children to support. This relieved the public from having to support those un-fathered children. (There was even a movement to allow polygamy for wealthy men over a certain age. This did not become law but polygamy laws were relaxed so that if the wives did not prefer charges the man could not be charged.) Since this is too short for a post I will at this point add a bit of fiction which may entertain. It had happened before but in the spring of 1949 it happened nearly every day
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She would be walking home from her work at the railway station as a ticket officer and some man would make a proposal that she have a drink with him. She was so tempted, just once to have a few drinks and just let happen whatever. She longed for the pleasures that a man could give to her but no she could not do that. She had a responsibility to her son. On this day when the temptation called she hesitated but just in time she stopped herself and walked on toward home. Her son Johannes or Kleinhans as she called him was waiting for her in the boarding house dining room under the supervision of the cook. He always without fail came home from school and reported to the cook who usually assigned him some duty such as shining the silver. She thought of how obedient her son was
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She had to be as reliable as he was. They went upstairs to their room where they washed up and dressed for dinner. The best part of living in a boarding house was the wonderful food that was served. It was true there was little choice, you ate what was served but it was always good. Tonight was wiener schnitzel. There was no better food in the world than wiener schnitzel. After dinner they would share a dark beer and then return to their tiny room where she would work with him on his school studies. When that was done they would most often read aloud to each other from one of the entertaining books he would bring home from the library. When the time came to go to bed they had a well-practiced procedure. She would go to the corner of the room where the water closet was and draw the curtain that provided some privacy


There she would dress in her sleeping gown. Then while Kleinhans changed into his nightshirt behind the curtain she would get in bed. On this evening she noted he had not drawn the curtain all the way. She should have told him but instead she watched. What she saw showed her that she could no longer in truth call him Kleinhans. Her fifteen-year-old son had grown beyond the little stage. Seeing what she did only rekindled her inner most desires and she wondered how she could sleep in the same bed with her son who had become a man instead of a boy. Yes the bed was too small that night
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It was all her fault. She had lain there beside him and thought about her son who was now a young man. She had thought of the pleasures he could give a woman. Those thoughts only heated her soul. Those thoughts caused her to think irrationally and before she could stop herself she had felt for his manhood. Once started there was no stopping. She had longed for the touch of a man for years and he gave to her what she gave to him. They never talked about it but nearly every night for several months they would go to bed like they had for several years and then after the lights were out they would connect. They would then do the unspeakable for a mother and son.
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2011-Nov-26 11:17
Blonde and brunette facial. Breathless... ...A torrid story of erotica, romance and passion The day started off like any other day for Cassandra. She was awakened by the soft kiss of the sunrise and the sound of the waves rolling up to her Malibu Beach Home. Her husband - like always -had already left for work early and hadn't bothered to make love to her or even kiss her before leaving. She rose from her bed and went out on the balcony overlooking the Pacific Ocean - the same thoughts began to haunt her again---how had her life come to this...seemingly having everything....yet having nothing...everyday an emptiness that left her longing
She took a deep breath and stared into the Pacific horizon - the warmth of sun and sounds of the ocean intoxicated her-the warm ocean breeze briefly ran through her negligee and caressed her breasts ever so softly... she closed her eyes and touched her loveliness and thought of how it could be......and should be....She lost herself in the moment pleasuring herself....her heart and mind raced as she continued to pleasure herself ---she closed her eyes again and in those few precious moments she could finally see and hear and smell and taste and feel all that she wanted .....all that she needed.....all that she must have!!! Cassandra explored herself with more and more passion with each passing second and then finally lost all control and collapsed from the pleasure....Those few moments seemed like an eternity of pleasure -her lips gently parted, she opened her eyes, her skin still moist from the experience, her nipples still excited from her exploration of pleasure. She felt more relaxed than all the other times before and at the same time she felt a burning hunger deep inside for something different -a new life unlike any before---she knew the time had come for drastic change-her spirit needed to be renewed...there was no hiding from girly it any longer.....not after today. Cassandra took a shower and refocused. She got dressed in her best Versace and drove her Ferrari to Rodeo Drive to do some shopping and planning. As She began to walk down Rodeo a sly smile lit up her face as she relished in the aftermath of her experience this morning - this was it......


her time to take her life back over and stop living a lie! She found herself standing on the sidewalk at Rodeo and Wilshire waiting on the red light to change....she took advantage of the moment to indulge herself in a little daydreaming and reminiscing about her many delights of the morning .....several minutes passed...the light changed to green and eventually cycled back to red...she felt oblivious to it all and lost in the moment-----suddenly she snapped out of it as she felt 2 very strong hands grab her from behind and pull her quickly into a long black limousine and almost simultaneously she was met with another pair of hands that covered her eyes with a blindfold and put a cloth over her nose and mouth that had a deep sweet and pungent smell - she felt a warm calm rush overtake her entire body before she collapsed to sleep. Cassandra awoke later. It was night. She didn't know where she was but something felt eerily familiar to her for some reason. She tried to get up but was immediately confronted with the fine silk restraints that were holding her in place - they were tight but stretched and allowed for movement but not escape. She didn't feel panicked but her entire body was drenched in the same nervous excitement she felt on many of her 1st dates she had with men she desired. She was greeted by moonlight gently streaming through a large glass dome ceiling that seemed like it was at least 30 feet above her- She was lying on her back on a raised platform bed that was in the middle of a large medieval castle looking room that was lit with candles and she could hear the sound of a soft waterfall in the background and music that she was unfamiliar with but she immediately liked. A very sweet and spicy scent filled the air
She heard a door open at the other end of the room and 8 men entered the room one by one- each of them very fit in their own way- some were very muscular others were less... some had long hair and others short but all had the body of Adonis in their own way---a partial mask covered each of their faces but she could still see in full view their lips and eyes-her body immediately responded at the site of them and she could feel a burning longing desire within her building with each passing second. The men took their positions surrounding her -the 1st man stood behind her, the 2nd was blonde and brunette facial by her left breast - the 3rd by her right breast - the 4th was by her left hand - the 5th by her right hand, the 6th was by her left leg and the 7th was by her right leg......she could not see the 8th man - the 8th man sitting in the distance nodded his head to the others for his approval to begin. Slowly each man began his assignment....to bring Cassandra as much pleasure as possible for as long as she wanted.....each man began to slowly, tenderly touch and massage her---their hands were so soft yet so very strong. Even though each man was massaging a different area in their own loving way they all seemed to be doing it in unison as if they were of one mind....with one goal....Cassandra's pleasure! She had never felt anything so wonderful in her life...both of her feet and legs and both of her hands and arms were simultaneously being gently massaged and touched while 2 men expertly explored her breasts with their full lips, loving tongues and soft hands----her body was becoming overwhelmed quickly ---the slow but steady pace of the all the men expertly loving her in unison was taking her over the edge...she was becoming increasingly intoxicated by the site of their masculinity-all of their hard cocks and muscles were quite a site---indeed! The 1st man that entered the room that was standing behind her started his turn -joining the others as he began to touch her hair and face and began to massage her head -Cassandra's lips parted and she closed her eyes and he began kissing her---she felt an immediate electricity from blonde and brunette facial his delicious lips and tongue and reciprocated intensely-the others sent her sailing----this man's kissing sent her over the edge-her body began writhing in ecstasy -her hips lifting off the bed - her body wrestling over and over with the fine silk restraints......the 8th man could see it was his moment-she was ready....he quickly went down a small spiral staircase to the lower level beneath the bed -he positioned himself in the chamber and pushed the switch and the platform he was standing on raised up and at the same time a small area in the bed between Cassandra's upper thighs opened up and then the 8th man's face rose up from beneath perfectly positioned to taste Cassandra's loveliness. She felt his soft long hair against the sides of her thighs-he began to immediately tease and kiss her pussy with his full lips, soft skin and warm tongue---he was an expert-he knew exactly the touch she wanted---his tongue and mouth knew exactly when to lock on and not let go, when to lighten up and when to give it everything---the 2 men kissing and massaging her breasts working in perfect harmony with him -each of the touches with their mouths were like a perfect oral symphony on her nipples and clit sending her into deep shuddering orgasms over..... and over....


and over..... ---all while the other men continued blonde and brunette facial their pleasure duties over her body without interruption. A 9th man appeared in the room and signaled the others that it was time...Cassandra did not see him at first---in one smooth perfectly timed progression the 7 men slowed down and let up and stepped aside away from the bed -the platform holding the 8th man's face between Cassandra's thighs lowered and all the silk restraints released simultaneously just as she was finishing another orgasm… the 9th Man was not wearing a mask - he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life or her dreams.... She noticed he was wearing a very unique Ankh necklace. He lovingly embraced her and kissed her and began ravaging her lips, neck, ears and breasts with his mouth.....she felt his hardness below and he mounted her at the perfect time and she had never felt a cock so perfect for her---it was perfect cock....so hard it could cut diamonds....it filled every inch of her perfectly-there was no room left .. Cassandra gasped immediately as he began to increase his thrusts bringing his cock all the way to the tip almost out and plunging back in all the way.....over and over and over ----waves of orgasms overcame Cassandra ---the hunger inside her exploded and with no more silk restraints holding her back anymore she threw him underneath her and she mounted his perfect cock and locked in and began violently riding him-the site of his piercing eyes in the moonlight and his well-proportioned muscles straining to increase her pleasure was toooooo much and her entire body contracted and shuddered with delight for what seemed like an eternity---she collapsed on top of him and he held her and gently stroked her hair and lightly kissed her.....she felt whole and restored .....she was in complete bliss and breathless...she fell asleep in his arms and the next day she woke up alone in her bed in her Malibu Beach home and on the pillow beside her was the same unique Ankh necklace from the night before she reached for it and kissed it with her full lips and then held it to her breast...She closed her eyes and smiled and wondered when she would be ....breathless again..... By Marcus Quinn
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NASTY GLORY
2011-Nov-25 05:35
Nasty glory. Mixed Metaphors V Tony awoke to the growling sound of a Philadelphia Stealer’s lineman, who couldn’t wait to sack the Charger’s quarterback. He recalled the apartment becoming cold and helping Becky, from the floor to the bed. They were both under the covers naked, however Becky’s left foot was sticking out precariously into the cold room. He sat up rubbing his eyes and face, in an attempt to locate the growling sound, discovering it was coming from his bed partner’s stomach. They had eaten lunch, however it was now twenty-five to nine and apparently she was hungry; and her stomach didn’t care who knew it. Tony laid nasty glory his hand on her stomach and rubbed lightly. Baby … are you hungry? Huh? Your stomach woke me. It keeps yelling, ‘feed me … feed me.’ Do you want to go out to get something to eat? Yah …I guess I am hunger
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One nasty glory he put on, the other was delivered to his new roommate. Here,” he said, “It’s cold out here. Thank you kind sir,” said Becky as she pulled the robe under the covers, and struggled to put it on. When she had acclimated to the temperature she got out of bed and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. The apartment took on an eerie glow from the New York City lights and Tony went out into the front room and turned on the gas lighter to the fireplace. He added some wood then stood and watched mesmerized, as the new flames capturing his attention. Mentally breaking away from his flaming captor, Tony turned on his stereo, and placed a disk of “Fattburger” on the CD player. A jazz instrumental rendition of “Oyo ye Como Va”, began to play. He sat on the couch and began going through his notes and photos of the Italian shoot. There would have to be a lot of preparation due to the planning, implementation, and coordination of the details of the trip, however he knew his secretary would handle most of it. He also knew Becky would love it, after all how bad could it be
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It was the location where Sophia Loren built her house. His job was almost insignificant compared to the rest of the crew, but his was the last word and the partners depended on him to make the correct decisions. Becky came into the room breaking his concentration. She asked, Baby what would you say to a toasted tuna sandwich and a glass of milk? Where are you going to get it? Well there is fresh milk in the fridge. All I need is Mayonnaise, chopped onions, bread, celery and a little pickle relish. Then all I have to do is mix all that up, toast the bread and spread the mixture on the toast. ‘Walla’, toasted tuna sandwiches. A nice cold glass of milk to go with it and we are gold. You can do all of that? Of course, all girls can. What do you do when you get hungry in the middle of the night? I get out of bed, get dressed and grab a cab
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