My Secret Dreams Come Ch. 02

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Blonde

When the day came I packed up my things and headed back to school. I still remember the feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach.

Owen and I had decided to be friends and nothing more. So that morning he came to wish me well. I told him about my bad feeling. “I’m sure everything will be fine,” he said. I thought maybe he might be right. I kissed him goodbye and headed for the airport.

It was the longest airplane ride of my life. At least I thought that at the time. I would soon stand corrected.

I finally reached school and went to my room. Someone’s things were on one of the beds, but they weren’t Will’s things, I was certain of that.

I went down to the office to ask who my roommate was and why Will wasn’t. The lady told me that Will’s mother had called in and said he wouldn’t be coming this year.

I thanked her and went back to my room. I dug through my suitcase and pulled out my phone book. I found Will’s number and dialed. A woman answered. “Is this Rebecca?” I asked.

“Yes, who is this?” she asked.

“It’s Jim,” I answered. “Is something wrong with Will?”

“I don’t know if I should be telling you this, but yes. He’s in the hospital now. He tried to kill himself.”

“Kill himself! Is he all right?” I asked frantically.

“Calm down. He’s all right.”

“Is there tekirdağ escort any way I can see him?”

“I’m not sure he wants to see you right now. You were part of the reason that he did it. But I can tell that you love him. Meet me at the airport.”

I immediately repacked and went to the airport. I bought a ticket for the next flight to Brussels. I had to sit and wait for two hours. I thought about finding something to eat while I waited since it had been so long, but my stomach was doing flip-flops.

I boarded the plane and found my seat. As always, it took a while for things to get moving. I was extremely impatient. I think everyone around me could sense it. But we finally landed after about an hour in the air.

I got off and looked around for Rebecca. I found her sitting on a bench. She stood up and hugged me. I could tell she had been crying. She followed me to luggage claim and took me out to the waiting limo. “I’m guessing you want to go straight to the hospital,” she said.

“Of course,” I replied as I got into the limo.

Thankfully it wasn’t a long drive to the hospital. I would’ve gone crazy if it had been. I was shaking a little as it was. I got out and followed her in. When we got to the right room she motioned for me to go in. “Aren’t you going in too?” I asked.

“You forumagic.com need some time alone with him. I’ll be waiting in the limo. I trust you can find your way out all right.”

I nodded and went in. I saw his pale form lying still in the bed. I moved a little closer. “Will?”

He turned his head and glared at me. “What do you want?”

“I just came to see you. When Rebecca told me what happened I was worried!”

“Why was she talking to you?”

“I called your house. I had a different roommate and I was wondering why. They said you weren’t coming back. I called to find out if something happened to you. I was worried. I love you damn it!”

I gently touched his cheek and he turned away. “Please don’t do that,” I begged. “I understand you being upset. I really can’t blame you. What I did was an awful thing. I’ve said I was sorry a million times! But you need to understand something. As I’ve said before, I came home to you. You’re the only one I really want. With the others it was just meaningless sex. With you it’s different. It’s totally amazing. You’re totally amazing. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. How did you do it anyway?”

He showed me his wrists. There was a long line of stitches down both of them. I took each one in my hands and gently kissed them all over. Then I kissed his forehead, his eyes, and the tip of his nose. “Why on earth would you do something like that?” I asked.

“I didn’t see any reason not to. Nobody gives a shit about me. I’m a huge disappointment to my parents. I’m nothing but a cheap slut. Do you have any idea how many men I’ve slept with in the past six years?”

“I have no idea.”

“Neither do I. That’s the bad part. All I do know is that the number has to be in the thousands. Every night I would go out and find a man, any man. My only requirement was that he was breathing. I can’t deal with that anymore!”

“Then don’t. You’ve got me. You can have me as long as you want me. I can’t imagine being without you.”

He smiled up at me. “You really do love me don’t you?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you! I have to go. Rebecca is waiting for me outside in the car. When are they going to let you come home?”

“Tomorrow I think.”

“I’ll see you then.”

I kissed him goodbye and walked back to the car. Rebecca was patiently waiting. We didn’t say much during the ride back to the house.

When we got to the house I was a little worried I wouldn’t remember how to get around anymore and I would get lost. After all, the house was huge! I still don’t know why anyone would need forty-eight rooms.

I didn’t need to worry though. I still recognized everything from the time I spent there over Christmas Vacation. I found his room with no trouble and settled in to wait for Will’s return in the morning.”

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Babes

It started as I was on an airplane flight and travel to a semi-fancy resort type hotel. Checking in I was welcomed into an engineering conference and training program, exactly what was being discussed or educational subject covered is to be discussed.

I am taken to my room/suite and it is somewhat fancy, comfortable and nice, but I have no view, except for roadways, traffic and other high-rise buildings.

I am informed that an introduction and general overview discussion and cocktail party is scheduled for 6PM that first night.

As my company is small, basically a start-up there is no huge engineering staff, so it was just me at the conference and I knew nobody there. But besides what I could learn I was also required to “network” or introduce myself and my company to as many other people and businesses as possible.

This networking is a formal game most professionals and businessmen and women dance to at all meeting: Hi, I am so-so from company XYZ, we are into this technology or manufacturing… This is repeated by the other person, then the all important exchanging of the business cards.

These exchanges take place all over, restaurants, hotels, motels, inside and outside, even inside latrines, cars, trucks and taxis and the all important, last shot, the airport…

Trouble comes in trying to remember who and what all these pounds of business cards come from. First you must eliminate the unless or non-applicable cards/contacts, then sort the remaining into levels of best possible options, maybe worth something, then secondary resources or information that maybe useful.

If you don’t you could drown in the number of business cards you collect in even a single conference or meeting, beside paying extra fees to fly overweight luggage.

Most of these meetings or conferences are attended by mostly men, most likely 98% or more of men are in the technology sector, but a few brave and very smart women have gotten the clue that this is a sector where females can succeed, not on looks but brains and ability. Nobody cares what you look like, male or female, if your plane crashes, your engine blows up or your tech does not function…

I attend the introduction, NO really just an excuse to drink, cocktail party, and was not surprised to see mostly men, the few women that may be here avoid these events, as drunk men can’t discuss business and forget to be GENTLE-MEN when any females are around.

I do hope one day women take over business 100%, and these SOB men get a real good taste it of their own medicine – being treated as nothing more than sex objects, being hassled, disrespected and mistreated, as they have done themselves so many times.

As I looked over the discussion group and measured the alcohol level of most of the men I decided that nothing useful could come from trying to discuss anything with the majority of these “men”.

As I very much respect women, as truly GOD’s gift to man, they should be honored, protected and treasured as the real precious items they really are. I also did not want myself included in the gaggle of horn-dogs introducing themselves to these women, all hoping for something besides business exchanges.

I started to leave but one of the women I knew, seemed to wave or flag me down, OK this may be difficult as I could not place her name, company or where we seen each other before.

So my surprise I see a group of 3 more women setting at a table behind her talking. Smile on my face, nice greeting and hope for the best, I approached the women’s table…

I shook hands with the ladies and they were kind enough to introduce themselves, Judy in Electronics Devices, Sally in aluminum assemblies, Eve in AI Technology and Tammy with a sub-assemblies manufacturer.

After all the niceties Judy, whom I knew from a contract meeting at the home office, pulled me aside and asked if I could be their Chaperone – WHAT? A quick explanation followed, I guess from my dumb look on my face. They all read the room full of men, much like I had, and they saw the decline into debauchery that I had seen coming.

From all my parent’s taught me I gladly stepped up and offered my aid to these damsels in distress, I puffed out my chest, posed in my best knight in shining armor pose and agreed to their request.

We all agreed that the best course of action was a quick tactical retreat from this group of vile men. I suggested a restaurant I had seen from my room down the street, advertised to serve good simple food.

All the ladies agreed, thinking a short walk would be nice, and scattered toward the elevators to drop off and pick up whatever they needed and would meet back in the lobby in 10-minutes.

I had no need to return to my room, so stood guard waiting for the girls to return. First back was Eve, but she was very quiet and reserved, nothing but a smile was exchanged between us, that was fine with me. The other three women and caught up with each other in the elevator, so joined us at the same time.

The nigh air was cool, but not cold samsun escort and very refreshing after the stale air and chemical “fresheners” in the hotel. It raised the spirits of all the ladies, maybe also getting free from the possible monsters in the motel helped as well.

We all walked into the restaurant, I was holding the door, which strangely got kind comments from some of the ladies… What kind of creepy men did these women have to deal with in their lives?????

The food was good, and service was quick, so dinner did not last long. I got a quick, but simple background/introduction from all the women, but not Eve, maybe she was shy or very reserved, and fighting to be overheard from the other three ladies maybe it was difficult for her…

We sat at the table for some time, maybe fear of what was happening at out hotel, but our talks were funny, informative and enjoyable, I had a good time.

Finally after being approached by our server and her manager several times, we got the hint, then got up and walked back to our hotel. Again the three women banded together, leaving Eve trailing behind. Acting as Chaperone, in my official capacity, I dropped back and took up a protective rear guard position next to Eve.

I smiled at her and softly asked if everything was OK? She smiled back, but said nothing, but did pick up the pace just a bit, getting closer to the other women.

Entering the hotel, we all saw that many men were still in the conference room and it had degraded to a great degree, with lots of noise and loud voices. We all looked at each other, I stepped forward and all the ladies exited directly to the elevator, waited for me to enter and started pushing their floor buttons.

Two women were on one floor, I ask them all to stay together as I walked them to their rooms, some just close enough down the hallways to see that they got there safely, then bid them a good night!

Tammy was on the next floor, almost across from the elevator, so that was quick and easy.

That left Eve and I last to get to our floors, hers was above mine, but I insisted that I follow her up to her room before I went to mine. She raised a bit of a fuss, but admitted that I was just fulfilling my

Chaperone duties.

Her room was far from the elevator, down and turning through several hallways. She still said very little, her huff in the elevator being to most I heard from her all night. Finally she got to her room, I started to walk away, bidding her a good night. Then I hear a “DAMN” in her voice, I turned around a saw her trying the door card-key several times, still the door did not open.

I walked back and asked if I could help, it was no use the door would not open, she confirmed that it was her room. I told her to stay there and I walked back to the hotel phone by the elevator, called the front desk and explained the problem.

They apologized and told me that a bellboy would be up in 10-15 minutes with a replacement card, but he was busy with other duties. I said I was not, nor was my lady friend, waiting in the hallway for that long!! The desk clerk was flustered and hummed and hawed, I interrupted and told then to deliver the new card-key to my room instead, we would be waiting in there.

I walked back to Eve, quickly explained the trouble and my suggestion, instead of us waiting in the hallways. A shadow crossed her face, a darkness, but quickly, and she agreed, me being Chaperone and all… I back-stepped quickly and suggested that she could wait in my room, by herself, and I would go down and rush her new/replacement card-key then deliver it to her ASAP.

Her forehead creased down for a moment, but then she smiled again and stated that was too much work, we could wait in my room for the new card-key, it would be fine.

The elevator ride, seemed to take forever for a single floor as was the long walk, just down 4-doors to my room. I opened the door and stepped back allowing her to enter first.

As my room was a suite, upgraded if I wanted to have any private business meetings, or have to work on anything from the home office. Eve had several places to sit down, beside the beds. She seemed relieved, and less guarded, I offered her something to drink, she accepted a soda, which I opened and poured into a glass, the remaining part I drank myself.

I started to tell her about myself, into AVIONICS or airplane electronics, working on a new collision avoidance system, which could work on a single plane, or control 2-planes telling each one to fly in different directions to avoid colliding. Been with the company for just 5 years, liked it and hope to stay a long time.

Again all Eve did was smile, but said nothing… I rambled on… Grew up in Ohio, but moved to Florida for the job. Liked Florida, except for the hurricanes, so far rode one out inside the factory, as an emergency response team, freeing up any married people, so they could be at home with their families. I sat the next hurricane out in my apartment, second floor, but said that I samsunkurdu.com never wanted to do that again.

Eve, questioned me about being unmarried, and serving in place of people with families.

Yea, not married, no girlfriends, too busy with work, besides after the second storm, being by myself, I did not like it and NO Children should have to go through that and worry where mommy or daddy was, that would be terrible.

Eve really smiled at that, but said nothing again… A knock at the door announced the arrival of her new card-key, I opened the door and got it for her from the bellboy, I slipped him a few dollars and he took off.

I turned around and almost fell over Eve, who was standing right behind me, I did not hear her approach. I stepped back and gave her the new key. I grabbed my key and walked out after her to the elevator, rode up to her floor, walked down to her room, stopping about halfway, verified that she got into her room, waved good night, turned back to my room.

The next few days were busy at the conference and training sessions, I saw the women at different times and locations, but never all at the same time, nor for long, we exchanges hello’s, are you having fun or learning anything and goodbyes, quickly.

The next day was a scheduled trip to the local factory and engineering center for the company sponsoring the conference. As I signed up, I saw all the girls inline behind me. As I walked by I stopped, said Hi and asked if they desired my free chaperone services??? Several of the women spoke up and agreed, so we quickly planned on meeting in the coffee shop before the bus ride, so we could all be together.

The next day I made sure I was early getting into the coffee shop ready to take up my Chaperone duties. Next to arrive was Eve, surprising me a little. She was more talkative, animated, even outgoing to a degree. I asked if she was getting anything from the conference or training, she admitted that there was nothing really new or exciting coming from the materials, but agreed that you never knew when meeting someone would payoff in the future.

The other women slowly showed up over the next few minutes. I offered to pay for the coffees, but the girls refused saying they had to repay for my Chaperone services.

We gathered and boarded the bus together, the women all got seats together, as a single I was forced back toward the rear. The ride to the factory was just a few minutes and seeing the huge parking lots and multi-floor factory was impressive, biggest I had seen in a long time. We unloaded from the bus, the girls had stepped aside and waited for me, as they said in unison: our brave chaperone, I smiled and took up my position as rear guard.

The factory tour guides broke us up into smaller groups and took us into the buildings, where we saw a short video explaining safety issues, no photographs and the need to stay with our group. The guides took each group off in different directions, so we could see various areas across the factory at the same time, decreasing overall tour times.

The girls and I stayed together and began the tour, we all talked about what we saw within the factory, compared notes of what we had seen in other facilities, or how other companies had done similar activities.

Part of the tours was a short snack break about the middle of our walk around the factory. We were all sitting together, but not saying much to each other. Again Eve surprised me and started talking to me, but not about work, the factory or anything business related, wow??

I heard about where she lived, the Midwest, farm country, but she did not want to continue the family tradition, so her studies included electronics. She got into computers, but in this age computers were designing computers, less need for people or engineers. She lowered her head getting closer to me and whispers that the next phase was using non-programmed or un-specific processors, but several general purpose units with open controls, so each was free to function or work as needed to achieve the overall goal of the specific function, much like a human brain works, or Artificial Intelligence (AI). I had read some materials, studied some theory’s but this seemed much simpler and easy to understand the way Eve, explained it. As this dawned on me, my face must have shown this understanding, as I looked over at Eve, she was really smiling at me.

We were interrupted by our tour guide, to proceed on the final part of the factory tour. Trouble was I was not thinking about the factory, the processes or business, but all about Eve.

The tour was finished we said are thanks to our guide and exited to the busses. All the girls and I got on the buss, but Tammy took a seat with some one else, so the other women slid into seats, leaving me sitting with Eve. On the way back to the hotel she started talking to me some more, she was single, never married, made a mistake with an in-work romance, but the guy was a real SOB, too advantage of her, then bragged all across the workplace. She was asked/forced to leave that job, took several months to live down a false reputation and find other employment. Actually it was a break, as this new job was more advanced, got her greater access to new technologies, professors and engineers considering or designing next generation AI systems.

I was told that her parents had passed on due to an accident. Her brother had taken over the farm, but had made her a small percentage co-owner to share in the profits, but also allowed her to invest some of her “extra” income back into the farm for the future.

I was overwhelmed with her change in attitude, coming out of her shell, best part was she was talking to me. At this point in time I had not recognized my attraction and fondness that I had for Eve, saying it simply that I was very happy.

Eve was talking some more, her education was completed in Germany as they offered more advanced programs. She was working with a group that was trying to develop the next level of general propose AI devices, which will be self-teaching to react to problems, new requirements and advanced planing. Best part of this was seeing the excitement on Eve’s face, she was even jumping and swinging her hands around trying to explain everything to me.

This is the first time I had been able to look into Eve’s eyes and they were beautiful, as was her face, not glamorous or movie star level, but fantastic natural healthy look, just sexy cute. I am also just now noticing her body, a little bit on the lean side, but again a wonderful natural look overall, but she does dress a bit plain, but that could be understood and in defense to her bad history from that SOB that took advantage of her. Wow she is a beautiful, friendly, technical professional that really had a lot going for her, as well as maybe liking me????!

We arrived back at the hotel, but I was hoping that the ride took longer, but not to be. As we unloaded from the bus, and I found the ladies waiting on Eve and myself. As we joined them they requested my chaperone services one last time, I said that I would be glad to help in any way and protect their virtues with my life if necessary. They told me that they were told about a fancy restaurant and said that would be best for our last night in town together. We all agreed that 7PM would be set for meeting in the lobby, then we would take taxi to the restaurant.

I rode with them up the elevator, letting each woman out on their specific floors to their rooms, but told me that they could get to their rooms without me, the security guard. I bid each goodbye till later and carried on until just Eve and I were on the elevator, we were both very quiet, when just a few minutes ago we were talking up a storm…

I rode up with Eve to her floor, let her walk out, with me holding the elevator open, when she got her door open she hollered down the hallways, GOODBYE. I let the elevator door close and went to my room.

I was restless, not tired, but unsettled and something was troubling me, but what I did not know? I went and took a shower hoping that would allow me to settle down, but it did not… I started packing my stuff for the trip back home tomorrow, not hard to do, just being a neat-freak I had a place for everything, and everything had to be in their place. I watched some of the local news and the weather, fingers crossed there was no bad weather I would have to fly through tomorrow.

When I checked my phone again I had to get ready for the girl’s dinner and my chaperone duties tonight. I arrived just before 7PM and just one girl was missing, Tammy, but the other women told me she was not feeling good, so we should go without her for dinner. We walked on into the lobby and I asked the doorman to call us a taxi so we could go to dinner.

The restaurant was very nice, mid-range prices, the food was simple but tasted great, well worth the trip. Maybe being the last night of the conference the ladies really enjoyed the wine, really enjoyed it… As I don’t drink much and hate flying with a hangover, I had a few dark beers. The wine and good food started getting stories being told. Seems like, as I have seen, there are few women in the Tech Sector, do they tend to stick together, these four just all met each other for the first time at this conference, but knew of each other through friends or other contacts.

Tammy and Sally were both married, only Sally had children. Judy was in a long-term or common-law marriage arrangement, all wished they were younger or prettier, this was bigger or that was flatter, my hair needs to be longer or shorter, darker or lighter in color, on and on and on…

I yelled a halt, and looked at each and every one of those women, and told them to shut-up, stop down-grading themselves, bad mouthing how this or that looked, I was rambling, so I stopped for a second, and stared at each one, telling them that they all looked great and any honest man would trade their soul to know any one of them… You are all, each and everyone of you beautiful, smart, intelligent and great looking women, doing something very special with your lives, making mine and your businesses, along with the world a better place! I would love to have any one of you as my partner in life!!

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Natalie

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Athletic

Natalie had cold feet. She wasn’t uneasy about the game she was about to play. It was cold, waiting, naked, in the basement bedroom of the third fraternity house on Oak Street this week.

She called her game, “How long can you make it?” and she intended to find the longest erection among the eleven fraternity brothers upstairs. She waited patiently while they negotiated which one would cum first. She would treat each of them, one at a time, to an oral examination, resting occasionally to measure. When they came, in her mouth was okay, they were done. She would make a note in her notebook and the next brother would come downstairs. The winner would get to fuck her tonight.

Jorge, from two fraternity houses down, was the current record holder, inching in at seven and one quarter inches. He was also a very good fuck. She’d actually had an orgasm that night.

She had her tape measure ready and her lips chapsticked.

Contestant one came gingerly down the steps, looking around in the dim light for the door to the manisa escort right bedroom. Natalie called, “This way,” and he followed her voice into the room. Once inside, he froze, looking hungrily at her larger than normal boobs and naked pussy. He moved quickly when she said, “You can’t win my body with your clothes on.”

He was naked in less than ten seconds. He stood in front of her not knowing what to do next. “Relax,” she said. “Let me do all the work.” She took his already hard cock in her hand and then into her mouth. She started to perform her magic.

She worked her lips and tongue against his head, up and down the shaft and into the opening on top. Several times, she felt him nearing orgasm and she paused each time to take a measurement, assuming maximum engorgement when nearing completion. When he finally came, he jerked powerfully, fell out of her mouth and came over her neck, shoulder and right tit.

She excused the youngster, wiped herself off with a portion of the bed sheet and called for kushinagar.net the next contestant. Within 45 minutes, she had examined all eleven brothers. She climbed up on the bed and called for James to return to the basement bedroom.

“James,” she said. “Don’t let this go to your head. You win by less than a quarter of an inch. And, before you start strutting your stuff around campus, you’re short of a guy two doors up the street by almost a full inch. Now, get those clothes off again and get up here for your prize.” He did and they did.

By the end of the next week, Natalie had completed her canvas of the seven fraternity houses on campus. As much as she liked Jorge, Lamar had bested him by almost three quarters of an inch and was the grand prizewinner. She called him and offered to spend overnight Friday night with him. He rose to the offer and accepted almost before she completed it.

Friday, she met Lamar at a small, one story, doors on the outside, motel just north of campus. He was ready to go and within five minutes of closing the door, he was stroking away inside her. She always loved the submissive nature of the missionary position, but Lamar had that extra three quarters of an inch that Jorge didn’t and it slammed up against her cervix hard enough to hurt.

The next six times Lamar felt the urge to fuck her, she took charge. First, she maneuvered him behind her into a doggie style fuck. That was better but not ideal. The next five times, she took a superior position where she could control the depth of penetration. It made the ordeal more enjoyable for her even at the expense of Lamar’s masculinity.

For two weeks, Natalie had had a blast. She’d been fucked by six well endowed fraternity brothers and Lamar eight times. She handled almost a hundred penises of varying sizes and sucked every one of them to orgasm. The idea for her game had been brilliant and the execution flawless. She’d performed well and without a single complaint. Several of the houses had invited her back whenever she felt unfulfilled. How lucky could a girl get?

“Next week,” she thought, “I’ll start working on the Sorority houses. I think I’ll call it ‘How deep can you go’ if I can find a dildo shaped ruler.”

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A Surprise Threesome

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This is my second story and is pure fantasy. The names of the people do not relate to anyone I know. Because this is fiction safe sex does not matter, whereas in real life safe sex is very important!. I hope you enjoy my story and please feel free to comment…

*****

I had been seeing Gemma for a few months before I realised how kinky she really was. She spent a lot of time with her best friend, Kat, and the three of us would often go out together as Kat was single. There was good chemistry between us all and a fair amount of flirting took place.

During one love-making session with Gemma we were talking fantasies and I told her it would be hot to see her having fun with her friend, Kat. Gemma let it slip that they had fooled around in the past, which turned me on beyond belief. I suggested that she should rekindle their sexual relationship. I was always hoping to be involved, or at least watch, but was told that Kat was too shy.

One night Gemma told me that she had spoken with Kat about our conversations and that a few nights earlier, after a few glasses of wine they had kissed and fondled each other. I was majorly turned on by this and listened to all the sordid details whilst we fucked. I actively encouraged her to take the next step and told her she could have full sex with Kat if she wanted, my only condition was that she had to tell me all about it afterwards.

The reason that Gemma and Kat had so much time to spend together was because I was a shift-worker and would often be at work during the evenings and nights. During a night shift I received a message from Gemma with a picture attachment. I opened the photo to see her and Kat kissing and immediately my groin started to stir. Before I had time to respond I received another photo – this time it was a close-up picture of Gemma’s breast and a tongue licking the nipple from underneath. I knew that it could not be Gemma’s tongue, so it had to belong to Kat. I was now in shock and awe, and was hoping for more pictures. All I could respond with was “WOW!!” The final picture of the night was Gemma naked on all-fours with beylikdüzü escort a vibrator being inserted into her pussy and another hand holding the vibrator. I knew that it was Kat’s hand and couldn’t wait to finish work to be able to cross-examine Gemma about what exactly had happened that night.

The following night Gemma and I had a steamy sex session where she told me all about the night before and how Kat had used the vibrator and her tongue to bring her to orgasm. The night had ended for them with Gemma fucking Kat in the ass with a strap-on, the same strap-on that she often used on me! Over the next few weeks the story was told and re-told, each time I wanted to be told the intimate details and got really turned on thinking about my girlfriend fucking her mate, with the extra knowledge that Kat was kinky!

With my birthday looming, Gemma asked me what I wanted for my birthday. The answer to this question was easy – I told her I wanted a threesome, preferably with her friend, Kat! I was reminded that Kat was shy and was told that it was unlikely to happen. I was disappointed and knew that I had to settle with just hearing the stories.

On the day of my birthday I was spoiled with gifts and a slap-up meal and she told me that she was going to be extra kinky in bed. When Gemma talked about being ‘extra kinky’ this usually meant that she was going to dress up in sexy lingerie and fuck me with her strap-on, which always thrilled me. I wolfed down the meal and then showered, ready for our fuck-fest. Whilst I was in the shower Gemma tidied up and then prepared the bedroom for our session.

She was dressed up for me, just as I had hoped, wearing a figure-hugging short black dress and with her 7″ realistic dildo strapped around her waist in our favourite harness. There were ropes and restraints lain on the bed awaiting me. I love being dominated so I was happy to be tied up and laid on my back with my arms and legs spread wide, tied to each corner of the bed. I knew that I was in for a good time when the final touch was a blindfold tied tightly so that adana escort I couldn’t see a thing.

I felt hands touching my body all over, teasing me before stroking my cock and making me stir. Then warm lips wrapped around my cock and I was sucked and licked until I was rock hard. Then Gemma told me it was my turn to suck her cock. We often role-played that her cock was real, so this was nothing new. I felt the bed beside me move and turned my head to the side to accept the cock in my mouth. As I sucked and licked the dick I couldn’t help but think that there was something different about this dick – it felt warm and soft and almost real! Gemma kept talking to me, complimenting me on my cock-sucking skills. I was enjoying the thrill of it and could only respond with muffled sounds as my mouth was full. Gemma then said, “Isn’t he a good cock-sucker?” From this question I could tell that she wasn’t talking to me.

Unbeknown to me, Kat had crept into the room when I was tied up and blindfolded. She replied, “Yes, he certainly is.” My heart skipped a beat when I realised that Kat was in the room and knew that I enjoyed sucking cock. My secret had been shared – it was both humiliating and exciting at the same time!

My blindfold was removed and I looked up to see that it was Kat I was sucking, not Gemma. What was even more shocking was that Kat was not wearing a strap-on like Gemma, Kat had a real cock – she was a transsexual!! It suddenly dawned on me why Kat had always been so shy and why she hadn’t had many boyfriends. She was slim, attractive and very feminine looking, but she had a penis that was just as big as mine! I was struggling to comprehend what I was seeing, but was in no position to argue. Kat continued to feed her cock in and out of my mouth as Gemma moved her face close to mine and said, “Happy Birthday, you got your wish after all. Isn’t she hot?!” I had so many questions, but now wasn’t the right time. I just nodded in agreement. I had been tricked into sucking a real cock and I was loving it!

Gemma took Kat’s cock out of my mouth and started sucking it afyon escort herself. My own dick was throbbing because I was I was so turned on already, and even more so at the sight of seeing my girlfriend suck another dick right in front of my eyes. Gemma told me, “Now you’re going to see me fuck Kat.” Kat positioned herself on all fours above me with her cock and balls hanging over me, then Gemma placed her knees either side of my head and pushed her lubricated strap-on into Kat’s ass. All of this was right in front of me but I was restrained so all I could do was watch. From experience I knew that Gemma was not a novice when it came to wearing a strap-on. I had the best view in the house seeing the action from underneath, but being unable to touch myself was torture. As Gemma increased the speed and length of her thrusting, Kat’s cock swung beneath her and I instinctively opened my mouth to catch it. I used my lips to grip her cock, sucking to keep hold and with my tongue I flicked the tip of her cock repeatedly. I could feel Kat’s warm breath on my cock as she had her head down and ass up but Gemma ordered her not to play with my cock, just to tease me. Gemma was in charge of both Kat and I, telling Kat what a slut she was for taking a strap-on in her ass and calling me a “cock-sucker”. I was the submissive in this scenario and all I could do was watch and suck.

After a few more minutes of ass-pounding I could tell that Kat was getting close to cumming, due to her breathing and the increased twitching of her cock. Gemma pushed down on Kat’s back, pushing her cock down my throat and making sure it couldn’t escape from my mouth. Kat’s balls were resting on my nose and most of her cock was forced down my throat so it was difficult to breath and I had to gasp for air when I could. This was when I took my first ever load of cum. I felt Kat’s cock twitch and could tell that it was going to happen, but I had no choice and felt her cum hit the back of my throat. I tried to swallow as fast as I could but it seemed like she kept cumming forever. I kept swallowing and sucking until I felt Kat’s cock going limp in my mouth and she pulled it out before wiping her cock across my face and spreading the cum that had escaped from the sides of my mouth. Gemma and Kat both used their index fingers to scoop the cum from my cheeks and feed it into my mouth.

To be continued….

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A Special Love

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I’d never claimed to be Mr perfect. I was average looking, had been called handsome by a few women but never really believed them and considered myself average. I still wonder some days how I got so lucky though. Here’s me, 5’10”, average build, okay job but yet I have a stunning blonde asleep in my bed every night. How it all began is a story I’m going to start at the beginning…

“I need you to work late again Joe, we have 3 projects overdue and 2 people off sick.”

I swear my boss hated me, she’d spring those very words on me at least 3 times a month. Being one of very few to ever get the bonuses was the only thing stopping me from just walking and the coffee was good so I mumbled my usual ‘sure no problem’ and plodded along. Lately there was also the added bonus of the new woman in the office to drool over too. She was tall, blonde and beautiful, pretty much my definition of Goddess and clearly about 50 levels out of my league.

She was fun to talk to though, had a really sweet and soft voice and never seemed to get mad the few occasions she caught me staring at her breasts or her ass.

It was late one Friday night when everything changed for me.

“So, Mr quiet, you never talk about your girlfriend, she not mind you working all these hours?” Said Claire, my office Goddess.

“I’ve been single for 3 years, little hard to meet anyone when I’m working almost 80 hours a week. What about you?” I replied.

“Oh, no girlfriend at home either.” She noticed the smirk on my face and laughed. “I’m kidding, I’m single too.”

“How the fu…” I blamed being tired for almost blurting ‘how the fuck is a stunner like you not taken’ “Sorry, I mean, really?”

“Yup, really. Everyone always seems so surprised at that but I’m really picky and I’m hard to get along with.”

I wasn’t sure if she was teasing me again, there never seemed to be a moment when she wasn’t smiling and hers could light up a room.

“That’s fair enough I guess. Well, I’m almost done, do you need help with that last chart?”

“Sure, this one has been a bitch to complete, lets celebrate with some cocktails!”

Was she really inviting me for a drink? I was always one to read far too much into things.

Later that night Claire and I sat in a booth at the bar, both of us 3 margarita’s and 2 tequila shots in and having a fun time.

“Sorry folks, my manager said I’m not allowed to serve you any more alcohol, I can bring you a water and that’s it”

Our waiter was polite about it, in their defense we were pretty rowdy, Claire was great fun and pretty mischievous when she was drunk, I almost choked on a pretzel when she told a guy she was saving herself to be a nun when he tried to chat her up.

“Well, I know I’m not done drinking. I have more booze at home, wanna join me?” Said Claire, still smiling.

“Uh, ok.” Figuring it would be drinks then a cab home I pushed away any thoughts of getting lucky. As we stood up though, Claire grabbed me by the waist and kissed me on the mouth.

“There’s no need to be so afraid of me you know, relax and enjoy yourself, I promise I won’t bite unless you ask me to.”

“I, um.. I’m no good with women, especially one like you.”

Claire let me go and put on her jacket.

“One like me, what do you mean?” she replied, frowning slightly.

I beylikdüzü escort was positive she knew exactly and wanted to tease me.

“Well, you’re so pretty and out of my reach and….” Before I could say any more Claire softly put her hands on either side of my face and kissed me like I was the last man alive. She stopped smiling and had a serious look on her face as she looked in my eyes.

“Joe, stop putting yourself down, I am far from perfect despite what you think. I like you, you are always polite, you’re open minded and nice to people despite how they are to you. Now lets go get some Vodka, I’m starting to dry out here.”

The cab ride to her apartment was a lot of fun, she pushed away any doubts I had that she liked me by kissing me the whole way there. Her apartment was nice too, a few boxes were laying still unpacked but her furniture was comfortable looking and she had a good eye for decorating.

“Sorry about the boxes, you’d think after 3 months I’d have them all unpacked but the hours we work I can never be bothered.

While you make us both a drink I’m going to get changed.” Said Claire as she headed for the bedroom.

I mixed 2 pretty strong vodka drinks and sat at her counter.

“Sorry, hope you don’t mind sweat pants, after the office all week I like to dress down.”

Claire had on pink sweatpants and a loose t-shirt but still looked gorgeous to me.

“Hey, is your place, dress how you like.”

We only made it through half of our drinks when Claire pounced on me again. Not that I was complaining, I even let the boldness of the many drinks and fondled her breasts through her shirt as we kissed. Claire took my hand and put it under her shirt, letting me have a brief moment of panic thinking I’d gone too far but she wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts were magnificent.

She stopped me when I tried to get between her legs though, moved my hand back up to her boobs with a soft ‘too soon’. I guessed the same rules didn’t apply for me when she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down along with my shorts to my knees. Half expecting to wake up I gasped in pleasure when Claire leaned down and took my already hard cock into her mouth, gently fondling my balls as she sucked me.

Her tongue was wonderful and in no time I warned her I was close. It didn’t stop her though and I closed my eyes as I exploded into her mouth. Claire only stopped when I started getting soft and looked up at me with a sheepish grin when I was completely spent.

“Enjoy that sweetie?” She said as she helped me pull my pants back up.

“Very much, how about I return the favor.”

“Not yet, I like to move at a very deliberate pace, when I’m ready you’ll know ok?”

I was still coming down from probably the best blow job I’d ever had so didn’t think about arguing.

We spent another couple of hours kissing again, Claire let me suck her nipples and actually gave me head again but I didn’t remember crashing out. I woke on her couch with a blanket over me and a very nasty headache. Claire was already up and about, once she seen I was awake she handed me a couple of aspirin and a nice strong coffee.

Weeks went by and our relationship became more than just a fling. The more I got to know her the more I was infatuated bolu escort by her and I thought myself the luckiest man alive just to spend time with her. I was a little frustrated with our sex life as making love to the sexiest most beautiful woman I’d ever known would have made me so happy.

When she asked me to remove a virus from her laptop I got to find out more than she wanted but I couldn’t have been happier and couldn’t wait to talk to her about it.

“So, the virus is gone, really tricky bastard that was embedded in one of your movie files. I hope you’re not mad but I found your collection.” Claire stopped smiling and was going red. “I have to say, a few of them were pretty good but let me give you a better site, especially if the place you got that virus is where the movies are.”

“You…. You’re not mad or grossed out?” she said, looking at my face for any signs.

“Um, yea, mad at you for the very same porn that gets me off, I have to tell you, I couldn’t be happier my dear.” I pulled her to me and kissed her.

“Most guys run when I show or tell them about it, are you serious, strap on and she-male porn turns you on?”

“Yes and if I may confess, the domination stuff your bookmarks are all pointing to has me curious too. Please tell me you’re the dominant type, I uh, prefer to be controlled.”

At that point I thought I’d blown everything, Claire had a look on her face I couldn’t decode and tears started running down her face. My heart sank, hurting her was something I never wanted.

“I.. I’m sorry” I tried to say more but Claire grabbed me, held me really tight and kissed my face over and over.

“You have no idea how happy you’ve just made me. I’ve never been able to share this stuff with any man. They see me as the sexy conquest and freak out when they actually get to know me.

Are you serious about the she-males turning you on?”

“Yes, most of those videos you have the women are stunning, I’ve jerked off many a time imagining how much fun it would be to have one to play with.”

“Last night on the couch you told me you you were falling for me, did you honestly mean it?”

“I did, I feel like the luckiest man alive to have you. You’re beautiful beyond words, you’re funny and now that I know you have a mind as dirty as mine, how could I ever want anyone else.”

Claire closed the lid on her laptop and without saying anything led me by the hand to her couch.

“There’s something we need to talk about and something you need to be happy with before we go any further. I know you have been very eager to fuck me and I hope all the blow jobs have kept your frustration at bay but before we can make love let me show you what you’re getting into.”

My mind was going in all directions but I had no idea what was coming next. Claire let go of my hands and stood up, facing me.

She took off her shirt first and I was treated to my favorite breasts, then, she slowly removed her sweatpants.

It took a moment to register and then I couldn’t take my eyes away. Expecting a trimmed bush neatly framing a perfect looking pussy I was staring at a shaved and very real cock. I didn’t know what to say. I’m pretty sure time froze for a while but I was stunned. The blow jobs all made sense now, keep me drained so I didn’t venture south bursa escort but despite having come in her very pretty mouth no longer than 20 mins ago I was rock hard again.

Her cock was as perfect as the rest of her and I was actually a little jealous as she was bigger than me.

“You’re killing me here, please say something.” said Claire, her face almost contorted in pain.

“Can I touch it?”

It was her turn to be stunned. She slowly walked towards me and sat next to me on the couch, her eyes never leaving mine. She opened her legs for me and was breathing heavily when I started to stroke her. I felt it grow in my hand and guessed her to be at least 8 inches and pretty thick. I kept stroking her gently and kissed her passionately.

“How did you manage to keep this hidden, you’re bigger than me!”

Claire giggled, her smile finally returning to her face.

“Low cut tops sweetie, you’re pretty easy to distract with cleavage.”

I still couldn’t believe I had gotten so lucky. I guess mostly to my own surprise I leaned down on the couch and took her cock into my mouth for the first time. I’d never done anything like it before and didn’t give a damn what sucking this sexy woman’s cock made me but I loved her more than life by that point and did my best to emulate the things she did to me with her mouth. When her beautiful sweet voice moaned “I’m going to cum” I couldn’t have been more turned on and sucked harder, circling the head of her cock with my tongue. A few seconds later I was rewarded by spurt after spurt of her seed and did my best to swallow as much as I could. When she got too sensitive she pulled me up to her face and kissed me, licking the cum that had escaped my lips.

“You’ve made me the most happy woman alive, come to bed with me, I want to give you something.” Said Claire, gazing into my eyes.

I watched her ass as I followed, my cock still hard from sucking her.

Claire reached into a drawer beside her bed and pulled out a bottle of lube and after pulling me up onto the bed with her, poured some into her hand and coated my cock with it. She then pushed me onto my back and fed my cock into her ass, taking it slow until she had all of me inside, her balls resting on my pelvis. She rode me slow and deep, her beautiful tits swaying in my face as she leaned forward. She got up and had me enter her from behind and I took hold of her hips as I fucked her, watching her tits and cock swing in the mirror with each of my thrusts. Claire was wonderful and tight so I didn’t last as long as I’d wanted to but it felt good, pushing in deep as my cock spurted what was left in my balls into my woman.

As the weeks went by my life took a pretty wonderful but surreal turn. Claire asked me to move in with her and we worked on our lives together without fear of any surprises. She told me about her past, moving cities every few years, told me about her transition, being very feminine made it easy for her (apart from her big cock).

She slowly introduced me to some of her friends too, most of them women who loved being fucked by her. She even lets me fuck a few of them when she’s there, a reward for taking her monster cock in my ass but a lot of the time I just do as I’m told and enjoy every second.

As for the office? We both quit at the same time, took jobs with normal hours and have a lot more time to enjoy each other.

I look over at Claire again and she’s smiling at me, I know that smile all to well.

“Yes Mistress, I’ll stop writing and get the lube for you.”

It’s going to be a great day…..

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One Man’s Search Ch. 02

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Discipline

Chapter 2 — Savior

Reggie felt his body slam against the boy’s lean frame as he wrapped his arms around him and threw them both out of the car’s path. He turned himself as to catch the man and absorb the impact of the landing. His heard his trench coat tear against the pavement and winced slightly. After a moment of laying there he glanced down into his arms and saw the boy’s face with eyes opened wide in amazement and a deep red blush covering his cheeks as he stayed perfectly still wrapped in his arms. The look on the boy’s face washed away any anger Reggie had felt towards the young stranger and he instead spoke calmly in his deep bass, “Are you hurt?”

The boy’s head snapped up as he looked into his savior’s eyes and tears suddenly began to fall down his face. Reggie’s eyes widened and then he slowly sat up, still holding the man and cradled him between his arms. Reggie bent his legs up around him, forming a shield around the weeping boy with his entire body.

The man didn’t utter a single sound but closed his eyes and wept silently, Reggie just sat in wonder at this creature before him. Reggie knew better than to say anything and resigned himself to be this man’s guardian for the moment.

A few minutes passed and slowly the boy pushed himself away from the big dark man that saved his life. He wiped his eyes on the sleeve of the tight white shirt he wore and stood up without looking into Reggie’s face. The Asian man wrapped his left arm around his front to hold on to his right elbow as he stared at the ground shyly. “Forgive me.” He muttered softly, he spoke with a slight Japanese accent that simply seemed to add to his feminine appearance and Reggie only distinguished because of his love for Japanese culture. Reggie lifted himself up with a slight moan and stood in front of him, the boy’s head only came up to his chest so there was no way for Reggie to see his face without doing what he did next.

Reggie lifted beyliikdüzü escort his large hand and gently cupped the boy’s chin in his fingers to force him to look into his face. He felt the boy’s lean body tense as though preparing to sprint away at the slightest misstep. Reggie spoke softly again, his deep voice resounding in the surrounding darkness, “Are you hurt?”

The boy stared up at his face with wide slanted eyes as he blushed deeply before shutting his eyes tight and looking down again while shaking his head no.

Reggie looked the man up and down then said firmly, “Follow me.” He held out his hand for the boy to take, making extremely clear that the boy had a choice to make. The lithe man stared at the large hand for a moment then slowly placed his own petite hand within it.

**********

Reggie unlocked the front door to his apartment and opened the door to allow the boy to enter first. The young stranger glanced nervously at Reggie then walked forward into the entrance, he jumped when the sound of the door shutting hit his ears and he wrapped his own arms around himself again. Reggie glanced sideways at him then walked past him down the hall that led to the open living room with attached kitchen. “Make your self at home,” he said as he left the boy standing in the entryway, he didn’t want to scare him off. Reggie heard a small gasp and turned back quickly to see what was wrong. The boy had his mouth covered and his eyes were wide. “What’s wrong?” his voice rushed out sounding way more worried than he probably should have been.

The small voice muttered again the only words he had spoken before, “Forgive me.”

Reggie stared at him for a moment, confused, and then tried to clarify, “For what?”

The boy pointed straight at him, “Your jacket.”

It dawned on Reggie that his back must look a total mess of shredded cloth from the tumble they took. Reggie relaxed and shrugged, bodrum escort “Better my back than your face.” He turned again to go into the kitchen as he shrugged off the trench coat and tossed it into the garbage. He flipped the lights on with a central remote and turned the TV on to provide the boy a little distraction and make him feel more comfortable. “Do you want some tea or coffee?” Reggie waited for a reply.

A moment later the boy peeked around the corner and said softly, “Nothing, thank you.” He then ambled on into the living room finally taking a chance to observe his surroundings.

Reggie watched him carefully as he made himself a cup of coffee (with lots of chocolate and milk). He realized he enjoyed simply watching this strange creature that simply fell into his life for at least this one night, the boy reminded him of a small kitten, curious about everything and taking all his willpower not to pick it up and touch it. He had many figures lined up on shelves that the boy became fascinated with. Reggie walked over to him and asked him calmly while handing the man a bottle of water from his fridge, “I’m called Reggie. So what’s your name?”

“Nakamura Shinji, Shinji is my first name,” he stated with a much heavier accent as he took the water from Reggie. The name confirmed Reggie’s suspicions that the man was indeed Japanese. The boy continued speaking, “All these figures are from ‘Within the Guardian’s Shadow’ manga series. Are you a fan as well?”

Reggie smiled, “You could say that.”

Shinji smiled brightly which caught Reggie off guard, “I’ve never seen such a large collection before. You even have the extremely limited items that only show up at conventions.”

“Oh? Have you never been to an anime convention?” Reggie asked as he went and sat down on the couch, turning the TV off as well since they seemed to already find common ground to discuss.

The boy blushed slightly and looked bolu escort at the ground as he spoke, “Those are much too expensive for me to attend plus I was never really allowed to go.”

“Strict parents or something like that?” He asked with a raise of an eyebrow.

Shinji smirked sadly, “Something like that.”

“How old are you anyways? You were outside a night club when we met.”

“Ah, I just turned 22 last week.” The boy walked over and sat down in a chair across from the couch Reggie lounged in.

“Oh, well, happy birthday. Now do you mind telling me why you tried to kill yourself tonight?” Reggie asked this nonchalantly but the look he gave the boy was dead serious, as though he saw right through him.

Shinji’s head shot up, his hair danced around his almond eyes, tears started to form again. He seemed paralyzed by Reggie’s gaze and after a moment broke the spell with a shake of his head, “I had my reasons.”

“As your savior I think I have a right to know…” His voice remained calm and precise. He took another sip of his mocha and waited for an answer but was surprised at the change of tone.

“I never gave you the right to save me!” Shinji shouted as he stood up quickly, his hands balled into fists, tears now flowing freely. “You should have just stayed out of the way! You had no right to take away my freedom again!” He turned to flee the apartment but Reggie was quick to put down his coffee and make it to the door in time to stop him.

He slammed his forearm against the door, towering over the catlike man. Shinji glared up at him from under his blonde locks. Reggie looked at him with all seriousness and said flatly, “What do you mean ‘again’?”

The emotions that showed on Shinji’s tear-stained face displayed the shattering of his soul that seemed to occur at that moment. He bit his lip and looked down at the floor again trying to stop the tears but they refused to be halted. Reggie frowned slightly witnessing this broken creature with no hope in his eyes and found himself raising his free hand to the boy’s chin again to force him to look into his face. He whispered softly in his deep reassuring voice, “Right now, you’re safe.” He leaned down and softly kissed Shinji’s trembling lips.

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A Sissy’s Wish List

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Boys, boys, boys. First off, let me tell you that I have a butt plug shoved so deep in my little tranny pussy right now. That might help to explain how depraved I might sound. I really need some cock in my ass right now! I am sitting here stroking my tiny little tranny clit right now thinking of how to best share my desires. I want to be a perfect little slut. I want to feel my ass-pussy get stretched out by some big veiny cock. I don’t know what else to say, I am so horny for some stud to just take me right now that I am about to pass out.

God how good it must feel to get a tight little hole like mine just filled with dirty cock. I would bounce up and down until you cum all up inside of me and then quickly turn around and suck your cock dry. I love the taste of my feminine little ass-pussy, I want to taste it on your cock. It has been pampered for so long, just waiting for the day that some big stud will bend me over and force me to serve. God I love the sound of that. I want to serve so bad.

There is nothing better than the feeling of my little pussy getting filled up. The only thing I have yet to experience is the feeling of a big cock shooting hot sticky cum up inside of me. I want it so bad. I want to feel that hot sticky cum shooting deep inside of me and feel it slowly leak out of my stretched out ass-pussy. Please tell me that I can be your little bitch. I want to have a tattoo of your name on my ass, just so that everybody knows I am your little slut. I want to have dirty pictures of me posted all over the internet. Trust me, I look good all dolled up. I am 6′ with a perfect little bubble butt and the most perfect lips in the universe.

I have had these nasty fantasies for antalya escort years so I have prepared my body just for you. I don’t really have any tits, but I find that if you tan with a bikini top on, it looks like you do. Plus, nothing beats the thong tan line that I have. I just love to look at myself posing in the sexist, nastiest positions possible. I am a true child of the internet, I have modeled myself after the sluts on the tranny porn sites for a long time. The only thing I really need now is a big strong man who can complete my transformation. I really have no problem living the rest of my life as a submissive little tranny sissy slut who will do anything, anywhere at any time. Just to prove my point, here is a list that I came up with when I was twelve and first discovered how good a cucumber feels up that tiny little pussy of mine. (obviously the feeling never stopped).

Rules for being a slut:

1. I am a sissy. I will always act accordingly.

2. In so doing, I will always wear high-heels or go barefoot

3. Panties will not be worn with skirts or dresses (boo, I love panties)

4. Clean shaven, everywhere (probably most important)

5. My ass is now a pussy. It is my master’s domain.

6. Always pee sitting down.

7. I love having my ponytail/pigtails pulled as I am fucked from behind

8. I love to be spanked

9. I love to suck cock before, during and after sex

10. I love the taste of my master’s urine

11. I will wear a butt-plug for at least 3 hours a day

12. I prefer to crawl

13. I will wear a collar and a cute little cock-ring

14. I will follow directions

15. I will never artvin escort waste my master’s cum

16. I will exercise good posture- i.e. always stick my ass out

17. My cock is now referred to as my clitty

18. I will paint my toenails and fingernails

19. Only bubble baths, unless he wants to fuck me in the shower

20. I love golden showers!! Yum!

21. I talk dirty while remaining submissive

22. I will not indulge myself into vanity. It is a privilege and honor that master fucks me

23. When doing housework, I will always have my bottom exposed

24. My primary reason for existence is to worship master

25. I will submit to confinement

26. I will tattoo master’s mark on my bottom and my neck

27. Jewelry, the more the better

28. Stockings, garter, and heels to bed every night.

29. I will not have any friends or social companions

30. I will sleep in my cage unless master allows otherwise

31. My only sexual release is through my pussy

32. I will pierce my bellybutton

33. I will smile only in the presence of my master

34. I will take cock in any position, anytime, with master’s approval

35. I will never kiss a woman (this seems so dirty to me, I love it!)

36. I will avoid eating as much as possible to remain delicate and skinny

37. When eating, my food will be served in a bowl on the floor

38. I will always use proper manners

39. I will curtsie when introduced

40. My new name is Lucy

41. When master fucks others, I will whimper from my cage

42. I take pleasure only in receiving masters cock

Oh! Just the thought beylikdüzü escort of being able to sleep all day in a tiny little bikini. I can barely take it right now, being completely naked and knowing that I am exposing these deep dark fantasies of mine right now. I have written a couple of stories previously but never had the balls to turn them in (go figure). I guess this beautiful little butt plug and the femininity that goes with a sexy tan line and a butt full of plastic cocks can drive a sissy like me into a little tiffy. Please let me know if you like what you hear, I so want to divulge every dirty thing that I have done and then feel the punishment that I so desperately deserve. I want to be that submissive little slut in the story called “A Natural Slut” that is on this website. It has inspired me more than anyone will ever know. I have such a beautiful body, I have such feminine tendencies. I never really knew my place in this world until I read that story. Now I know that my place is to serve big cocks. Nothing could make me happier than a big strong stud to just ravage me and then just let me dress up in slutty clothing until he fucks me again.

Please don’t think I am weird but I love to buy temporary tattoos of butterflies and other girly things and put them on my clit. I think it makes me look so much like a sissy and it turns me on so much. I love to dress up more than you can ever know, but all things aside there is nothing hotter than wearing high heels and nothing else, with my big clitty just swinging in the wind as I grind up and down that cock. I love to do housework with a plug in, it makes me so hot. Anyway, I have to go now. I want to do this again so bad, but with some real cock sucking experience. Let me give a shout out to all those hot tranny sluts on the internet that have inspired me so much. Heaven is a big fat cock!!!!! Make me squeal like a little school girl as you slide that big dick in and out of me, I love you!! XOXO Lucy

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Steve Watson watched as the neighbors, Bill and Angela Mitchell and their daughter, Amanda, left for church. The daughter was home from college over the Christmas break, so he would have only a two week period to do what he felt an urgent need to do. He was glad to see them drive away, because he knew they would be gone for over an hour, leaving him enough time to get into their house and take care of that need. As he and his wife did, the Mitchell family lived in an inexpensive home in a middle class suburb, and was not overly concerned with prowlers, so Steve expected to have no trouble getting into their house.

He was right; the cheap cylinder lock on the back door yielded easily to the pick he had devised from a nail, and he pushed the door open and entered. He knew, from having been there before, that Amanda’s room was upstairs, facing his house, and the laundry was done in an alcove off the kitchen. Steve was not concerned with any of the other rooms in the house, because what he was seeking would be in one of those two places, if it was there at all. He decided to try Amanda’s bedroom first.

It was a good choice, because he immediately found what he was looking for. On the floor next to the bed was a pair of blue panties, probably the ones she had worn the previous day. After noting their location, because he wanted to be sure to put them back in the same spot, he picked up the silky garment and buried his nose in it. Immediately, he was breathing in the delectable aroma of the 18 year-old’s pussy.

His cock responded to the stimulation by becoming semi-erect, especially when his mind focused on Amanda, a pretty girl, rather plump, in a pleasing way, with reddish-brown hair and freckles on her face and shoulders. She had adana escort a very nice pair of breasts and a curvy ass, and the mental image of the cute teenager wearing the skimpy panties fixed itself in Steve’s mind, bringing his cock to a full erection.

With his left hand holding the crotch of Amanda’s underwear against his nostrils, Steve opened the waistline of his jeans and unzipped the fly so he could stretch the opening in his jockey shorts and bring out his stiff cock. Slowly, still inhaling the heavenly aroma clinging to the panties, he started stroking himself with his right hand. It felt good, but he knew there was a way to make it much better, and he started looking for a way to accomplish that.

Once again he hit it lucky. Under a corner of Amanda’s bed was another pair of panties, pink this time, and Steve picked it up, wrapped the crotch around his nose and breathed in a lungful. The scent was the same as that which clung to the wisp of blue nylon, but not as strong. She must have worn the pink panties on Friday, he surmised, and put on the blue one Saturday morning, and the scent of her pussy had faded somewhat from the first pair.

That didn’t matter to Steve; the fact that the garment had been in contact with the cute teenager’s pubic area was enough for his needs, as long as he could continue to breathe in the stronger aroma from the blue panties. Carefully, making sure the head of his cock was in contact with the spot that would have been right over her love hole when she wore the panties, he wrapped the wispy garment loosely around his cock. Although not silk, the material felt smooth and soft to him, especially when he started slowly stroking his erection with his right hand.

The afyon escort delectable aroma from the panties being held against his face became stronger the longer he held it there, and Steve thought about Amanda playing with her precious clit while wearing them, masturbating until she climaxed, and the juices from her pussy soaking into the fabric. His imagination went further, and his mind pictured the cute redhead naked in her bed and fucking her boyfriend – no, a whole bunch of men. All of them would have been wearing condoms so the juices flowing out of her pussy would have been all her own sweet nectar. After the gang shag had gone on for hours, Mandy would have put her blue panties back on, and the ocean of her juices, and only hers, would have soaked into them.

The more sexual escapades he attributed to the neighbor’s daughter, the faster his hand stroked his cock and the harder his breathing became. He sat on the bed – the same bed as he imagined Amanda lying on while the crowd of men fucked her in all her holes, bringing her to multiple orgasms, so many she lost count of them.

“Uh!” he grunted, as his hand moved faster. “Yeah, Mandy, right in your hot little pussy!” he announced out loud, and he pumped his cock even faster.

Steve’s climax had been building up for several minutes and, as he imagined the cloth that had once covered the girl’s crotch to be her actual pussy, with her legs wrapped around him and his dick going in and out of her, it erupted. His cum squirted out into the panties that were covering the head of his cock, and he kept pumping until he was through ejaculating. For a minute, Steve sat on the bed, very happy about the way he had fucked the sexy young woman by proxy.

He still had alanya escort plenty of time, but he had to be careful, and make sure he left no evidence of his having been in the house, and he had to leave before the Mitchell family returned from church. After taking a final deep breath of the musky scent of Amanda’s pussy, he placed the blue panties exactly where he had found them. Her bed was unmade, but Steve smoothed any wrinkles he might have left while he sat on it. He was aware the pink panties, soaked with his cum as they were, might present a problem if he put them back where they had been and Amanda or her mother picked them up and smelled or felt his semen.

He didn’t want to take them with him because they might be missed, so he took the undies down to the laundry room and left them in the dirty clothes hamper, near the top but under someone’s blouse. If Amanda sorted the laundry, he reasoned, she would think her mother had found them and brought them downstairs, and Angela would think her daughter had brought them down if she was the one doing the sorting. Before leaving, he looked around to make sure there was no other evidence of his having been there. Seeing none, he walked through the door he had entered and pushed it closed behind himself until he heard the bolt of the lock click into place.

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Author’s note: This is my FIRST ever. So feedback is welcomed and appreciated. Should I continue? Not my best work, but my roommate came in when I was trying to finish it up and startled the crap out of me.

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The way she always stuck the tip of her pen in her mouth drove him nuts. It wasn’t that she was doing it on purpose—no, he could tell. Some of his students were provocative young girls. Jailbait in miniskirts and push-up bras. Not Jenny. The pen slipped between her lips when she was deep in thought. Staring out the window or up at the blackboard. She barely seemed to notice him. Jenny never dropped things, never bent over to give him a better look down her shirt or spread her legs wide enough that he could look up her skirt when he sat low enough at his desk. She didn’t even sit near his desk.

It wasn’t until half-way through the semester that he greeted the students at the door and got a whiff of her delicious scent. No perfume, he guessed, probably just shampoo mixed with her own natural aroma, but to Jake Wilson, senior English teacher at South Side High, it was intoxicating. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply every time she passed him by. The scent alone caused a familiar stirring in his pants. But even as he dreamed of her the answer was always no. This was a student! Eighteen years old and God only knows how inexperienced. Kids these days were ahead of the times, but he just couldn’t picture Jenny Holt on her back with her legs spread, or kneeling in front of some guy’s dick with her mouth open and ready. Well, he could, but not for anyone but himself. She must be a virgin, he thought, and the idea drove him wild. Her insanely tight, untainted pussy completely sheathing his hard cock. It was enough to make him cum on the spot.

“Mister Wilson?” a voice brought him back to reality. He was in class! It wasn’t even Jenny who roused him from his daydream, damnit. She was still completing her assignment, writing as quickly as her hand could slide across the paper. He answered the question of the student who interrupted him and then excused everyone who was finished with their work in hopes that Jenny might stay back. She was meticulous in her work, and everything else, he assumed.

Once the class had cleared out and she was the only one left, still writing with a fury, he moved over to sit on the student desk next to hers, “Jenny, the class is over, you can turn it in as you have it.”

She absently licked between her lips and looked up at him, innocently batting her eyelashes once or twice as she smiled slightly, “I obviously wasn’t paying attention.” But as soon as she said it, she was already cleaning up her things, packing them away and before he could say much more, she was out the door.

“Damnit,” he cursed under his breath, figuring it was just as well, probably better that he not be alone with her. When he stood up, he could feel the tightness below his belt. He needed relief.

The students were at lunch and his desk was situated just so that no one at the window could see in. He thought maybe, just maybe he could get away with beating off, release himself before his next class so that he didn’t lose himself in a daydream the way he had previously. He sat down and unzipped his pants, lifting his butt off of the chair to pull them slacks down just enough so that he could wrap his hand around himself. He closed his eyes and imagined Jenny, starting to slowly pump his hand up and down, his erection growing harder. Without paying attention to anything that was going on yalova escort around him, Jake continued to pleasure himself.

When Jenny opened the door and reentered the classroom she gasped loudly. She was visibly shocked and stunned as she let the door slam behind her and stood frozen, staring at her teacher, “I…Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” she covered her eyes and turned around, unsure even then why she didn’t just run, “I left my lunch…” she started to walk toward the desk she’d been sitting at with her back turned to Mister Wilson.

He jumped up and quickly zipped his pants, “Jenny, I’m so –holy shit, I mean,” he covered his mouth and mumbled ‘fuck’ to himself just as she turned around with those wide doe eyes of hers and blinked at him. “I didn’t think anyone was coming back.” Jenny nodded her head. He winced and took a step toward her, “Don’t tell anyone about this?” he touched her arm and she pulled back for a second, but not so much that his hand was removed from her.

Her skin felt like it might light on fire when he touched her, after what she’d just witnessed. She’d never been with any boy before, never seen a naked penis. But that didn’t mean she didn’t have hormones, nor that she didn’t have questions or curiosities. She swallowed hard and tried to laugh it off quietly, “You uh…I guess you have to do what you have to do?”

“Do you?” He asked.

Without thinking she replied, “Only once or twice.” In answer to a question he hadn’t even known he asked. When she heard the words fall out of her mouth she gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, “I’m so, oh my god,” her face turned red as a raspberry as she stood there, feet planted firmly on the ground.

“It’s alright,” he smiled just slightly, “Everybody does it. Sometimes…nah.” He thought he’d test the waters, see what this girl who was obviously curious would allow. It wasn’t like he was old and decrepit. He could be her older brother at best, but not her father.

“What?” She asked.

“Oh nothing,” he turned to walk away, “I was just going to say that sometimes it’s better with another person. Well, not sometimes, always. Feels better, you know?”

“No,” Jenny shook her head, “I don’t. I mean, I’ve never..” she took a few more steps toward him, “Anything.”

He turned to look at her again, “Nothing?”

She just shook her head and licked between her lips, her tongue covering them in a light sheen.

Jake looked around and then his eyes caught the door. That would be bad. If she walked in, anyone could. So, he made his way across the room and locked the door, catching her eye, “Is this okay?”

Jenny just shrugged, how was she to know if it was okay? Clearly it was against the rules, but the mere touch of his hand on the bare skin of her forearm sent a bolt of energy, and a rush of blood to the area between her legs, “Maybe…”

When he crossed the room to where she was again, he kept his back to the door and leaned down, his hands grasping each of her arms, and kissed her jaw line.

She expected him to kiss her mouth, but her skin lit up, and it felt so much more erotic than a kiss on the mouth would. She moaned softly and let her arms drop to her sides, her backpack sliding off of them to the ground.

When he saw she was willing, Jake pulled her hand toward the other side of the classroom, once again out of view of the window, picked her up and placed her on his desk. Her skirts were never short like the “slutty” girls, but he could just catch a glimpse of her zonguldak escort knees. He put his hands on them and slid up to her thighs, gently squeezing the flesh there, “Mmm,” he smirked a little and waited for any hesitation or resistance from her. When none came he leaned in to kiss her neck as he moved his hands up and ran his fingers along the sides of her panties.

“Oh god,” she moaned against and scooted her hips forward to the edge of the desk, “Whoa.” She didn’t know what else to say, or what to do, but she reached her arms up to wrap them around his neck just the same.

He looked up and asked, “More?” She just nodded. And so she felt her teacher slip one finger under the hem of her panties and touch the swollen, wet, outer lips of her pussy. She gasped even louder as the rough skin of his finger dragged along her delicate slit and pressed against her clit, “Holy shit,” she found herself cursing, which she hardly ever did, and he smirked at her.

“You like that?”

“I love that,” she said with much more gusto than she probably would have liked. And despite knowing that this was against the rules, she couldn’t help herself. She reached down and pulled her panties off, setting them on the desk next to her.

Jake took that as a sign and knelt in front of her. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and spread her legs apart wide. He gazed at the glistening flesh before him and sighed with contentment, he’d wanted this for so long, “God Jenny, your pussy is so fucking gorgeous.”

That made her blush. No one had ever said that to her, or seen her bare like this before and she didn’t know how to react, “You really like it?”

“I do. Don’t all the boys tell you that?” He knew it was a loaded question, a way to get her to confirm for him once more that she was a virgin.

She shook her head, “Never been with a boy like this.” As she spoke, he returned his hand to her center and used his fingers to spread her pussy lips apart and licked from her hole up to her clit. He wrapped his lips around it and hummed to give her a nice vibrating feeling. Not used to this, Jenny pressed her palms against the desk and lifted herself up slightly, almost trying to get away from him, but at the same time lifting herself toward his mouth. He lapped at her with his tongue and slipped his middle finger into her hole and muttered, “Oh shit you’re so fucking tight.”

“Nothing’s ever been…in me,” she swallowed hard and moaned against when he started to pump his finger in and out of her faster. His finger curled up toward her Gspot and stroked it gently. Jenny didn’t know what to do and fell back against the desk.

Jake pulled his pants down to his knees and reached out for her hand, wrapping her milky white fingers around his hardening dick, “Touch it,” he said. And she did. It was one of the most amazing feelings, his cock hardening in her hand as she rubbed her thumb over the head, touching the hole in the tip and wishing she could put it in her mouth, but not daring to do so. It felt so big and strong, but she didn’t know what to do with it.

He crawled up onto the desk, hovering over her, and then she knew. She could feel the burning in the pit of her stomach, she needed release. She took him in her hand and placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy. It felt so good and she couldn’t help but rub it all along her slit, feeling the tip press against her clit when he got too excited.

“Fuck Jenny, I need to be inside you.”

Then she got scared. She sat up and swallowed zonguldak escort hard, “But h-how. I don’t know. I’ve never. I mean…” she shook her head.

He resumed kissing her neck and smiled at her when he pulled his head back to make eye contact again, “I’ll let you control it. You can watch it go in and stop me.” Famous last words, he thought, knowing damn well once he felt her, he wouldn’t be able to stop.

She nodded her head slowly and felt her teacher tug her to the edge of his desk. He spread her legs wide by pushing her knees apart and stood between them. “Ready?” He asked.

She winced and shrugged, but who is ever ready?

He placed the head of his dick at her hole and pushed forward, feeling himself press just barely into her. The thick head of his cock slipped past the first barrier of her, just barely a half inch inside her.

Already it felt amazing. There was a twinge of pain as she felt like something was stretching her apart, but every time she sucked in a breath it felt like heaven. “Okay more,” ask commanded and Jake happily obliged. He pushed his hips forward more, and a little more until he felt himself come against her hymen. This was it, the mark of her virginity he was about to take.

He didn’t even bother asking her this time, he pulled her forward to the edge of the desk and shoved his hard dick deep inside her as far as it could go. The most amazing feeling came over him as he felt her tight pussy wrapped completely around him. He moaned loudly and without a moment passing started to ram his dick into her, her ass shifting along the desk as he pounded over and over again.

“Oh god,” she held onto his shoulders and dug her fingernails into his back, swallowing hard as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

When he’d had enough of that he pushed her back onto the desk and climbed on top of her as he’d originally planned, allowing him better access to her. He kissed her on the mouth for the first time and let his tongue battle with hers for control as he pounded her harder, grunting.

Suddenly he felt her inner muscles start to clench around him. He couldn’t believe his luck. Was she actually going to cum? It felt like someone was milking everything out of him, tight as a vice, but in the best way possible. He started a trail of kissed from her mouth down her neck, and pushed her clothing aside to try and get at her breasts, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t pay attention to that when he had to move faster and harder in and out of her. She was begging for it.

“Oh god, yes, fuck me!” She didn’t know where the words came from, but there they were. She picked her hips up and tried to meet him thrust for thrust as he she felt him swell inside of her. It was the most complete feeling she’d ever experienced and just as she was about to ask for more her body gave it to her.

His thrusts pushed her over the edge and she started to come, her body clenching and freezing as she shook with pleasure. He couldn’t take much more and the feeling of her coming all around his dick caused him to explode deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her, panting and trying to catch his breath.

“That,” she said, her chest rising and falling quickly, “Wow..”

What more could any guy want to hear? Maybe that she wanted to go at it again, but the bell rang. “Fuck,” the both said and started to get up. He pulled his pants back up and she reached for her panties, pulling them back on. She gathered her things and quickly ran for the door. What would people think seeing that she disappeared into his room so long ago and was just coming out now? She winced at the thought and headed for the door, “Bye mister Wilson, I’ll um…I’ll see you tomorrow…I guess?”

“Thanks, Jenny. That was just as great as I’d always imagined.”

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A Night to Remember

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I regard myself as an old woman, an old married woman so when I met my new neighbor and their son, Brad and when I was attracted to him I was shocked. He was 16 years younger than I but we had an instant chemistry. Over time he visited often and slowly he became like a member of the family to the extent I would look around for him to include at meal time or if counting heads when on outings I missed his.

We invited him to join us in everything we did as a family. Everything that is except the one thing I felt inclined to indulge him most privately where I wanted him to join me. They moved away to a different state before we got a chance to exercise our options. I was so disappointed. One concession was during the next summer he came back for a visit. I was delighted to see him again.

The next night my husband was working late so we made plans to join him for a few drinks after he got off work but Brad and I changed the plan. trabzon escort We decided we would go for a few games of pool prior to meeting him after work.

It wasn’t long after we had a few drinks in the bar that we were flirting and kissing then he was bumping my ass with his hip or rubbing his bulge on my ass as I bent over the table to play a ball. My panties were getting wet, if you know what I mean.

“Let’s get some air,” Brad whispered in my ear.

“Oh yeah,” was my reply as we headed out back of the bar. In the ally we kissed and our hands were busy feeling each other up as our breathing came in gasps. Eventually we made it to the car. He immediately started kissing me passionately and lovingly.

His hands started by cupping my face for kisses then my breasts for his lips to suck and play with following his kisses and caresses and suck on them as his hands now played with my jeans zipper. He undid uşak escort my pants and then slipped his fingers teased my vaginal lips through my panties then slipping under my panties to play with my pussy and clit while sucking on a nipple. He knew just where to stroke me and it felt mighty good. “I’m going to cum…” I whispered in a raspy voice.

He clasped my hands and guided them to grip his hard cock inside his jeans. I undid and lowered his jeans for him to around his ankles while he reached over me to play with my nipples then gripping my hips he drew me to him on the car seat.

I grabbed his wondrous cock and started stroking it with my hand and tracing the tip of it with my lips and tongue. We were still in the parking lot of the bar and we had the windows all fogged up so no one could see what we were doing but they sure would know something was going on. That just turned me on more. I just continued to van escort kiss, suck and stroke his hard cock getting hotter and hotter.

It wasn’t long and he pulled his pants off his ankles and mounted me. “Are you sure you’re up for this, hon?” he whispered aligning his knobby head with my engorged wet vaginal lips.

“Oh yes,” was my quick reply. “I want you to make love to me more than anything else right now.” He entered me quickly and our moans was all we heard in the closed in space around us. I felt every move of his hard cock deep inside me and it was so thrilling.

Our love making didn’t last more than about fifteen minutes but it was the most magical amazing sex I have ever experienced. He didn’t last long because of how worked up we were when we started but after he came he laid on top of me for a long time. “I’ve been in love with you since first we met.” he murmured sweetly in my ear. I was so happy to hear his words.

My husband and I got a divorce a year later. As far as I ever knew he never heard about Brad and I.

Brad and I still get together once a year to celebrate our first love making and do it all again. It was truly a night to remember.

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