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As I walked to the restroom from the bar I stopped and looked back at my wife. In the back of my mind I had thoughts of how she would look as we entered the bar and of how many men would be wishing they were with her. I knew later in the evening it would once again be rock hard only I would have Susan to take care of that for me. Susan looked my way and smiled but didn’t say anything. I was getting very aroused at the thought of his hard cock pressed tight against her. I knew his fingers had to very close if not already touching her moist lips.
As I walked towards the coffee shop, I felt the breeze blowing up my short, flimsy skirt, feeling pert, all alert. Then I slowly started spreading my legs to give him and him alone a good shot of my sweet cunny with its triangle of blond hair, so fair and rare. I looked over and was startled to see he had wrapped a hand around his cock, protruding from his shorts, and was jerking off as I diddled my cunny. I was fucking my fingers into my pussy and he was jacking his hard cock. There I poured my coffee into his cup and slowly savored the life sustaining taste of man cum.
It didn’t help that every time I looked up at the projector screen, instead of seeing the facts of my presentation, all my mind kept replacing them with was the notes instructing me to strip. Making matters worse was that my note sender had chosen that time to increase the power at which the egg buzzed deep inside me. I found the string and gently pulled it from my body, feeling the warm gush of juice and cum flow out from my pussy, as the toy was removed. True to his word, when I returned the box with my panties had gone, in its place was the remote for the egg and a new note.
I help Angel with the pendant, she turns, looks at the young man and asks, "How does it look, Sir?" Stepping outside, Angel throws her arms around me, pulling me in close and in an excited voice says, "Thank you, oh thank you so much, Sir!" She then kisses me all over my cheeks and mouth. Looking at his leader, the young man turns to Angel and says, “I am sorry for my bad behavior, please forgive me.” When the girls finish snowballing and kissing, Angel looks over at me, "Now Master, since you have just cum and need a little time to recharge, Carly and I want to put on a little show just for you," she says.
I put my fingers under the hem, raise my bottom slightly and slide the panties down my legs, looking at Mr. Callahan all the time. So, while my fingers slip and tease through my drenched pussy, I keep looking at him, my gaze locked with his, my mouth slightly open, as my breath becomes shallower with the building pleasure. In my ass, the butt-plug feels like a welcome intrusion, making my rear passage throb in anticipation of the cock soon to replace it. I’m not going to let you cum until you are begging me to fuck…” slowly he increases the pressure on the plug, ”your ass.” The last word is said with a hissing deep groan, as if he can hardly contain himself anymore than I can.
I had an image of my pulling off my jeans and pumping my fingers in and out of my drenched cunt, my moans echoing off the bathroom walls or, even better, you pushing your entire hand into me while I screamed in ecstasy. The thrill that went through me as I thought of someone having witnessed my little escapade, perhaps standing just outside my window, looking in while I abused myself, eyes flying open just as I climaxed, a strangers face filling my vision… I thought about leaving my panties in the car so I could enjoy them on the way home, but thought better of it.
I saw you staring at me with that hang-dog look and I want to see if I can make you feel better.“ She put a finger under my chin and lifted my head up. I was kneeling naked with my head on the floor and spreading my ass for two women I didn’t know. “To start,” Mona said, “whenever you are in this house you’ll be naked, just like you’ve been since you got here tonight. “We don’t want to scare him.” She looked at me and said, “It’s not as outrageous as it sounds. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Have you ever come like that in your whole life?
All night I kept thinking about being on my masturbation machine while Stephanie and her friend watched. It now starts at 15 seconds to 1 minute, like before, but adds 10 seconds every time it runs an edging cycle. A minute later, I feel the vibrators start. I feel the vibrators start and it doesn't take long before I'm near orgasm for the first time today. As she sits down next to me, I feel the vibrators start. Too short of a time later, I feel the vibrators turn off. This time, Stephanie doesn't stop and she cums again. I see her sit down and start watching me just as the vibrators start edging me and I have to look away.
i feel my knees start to shake just a little as you slip the coat off my shoulders and reveal me to the small group of onlookers that has formed around us. In the middle of the room there is all kinds of equipment set up and a few people have started making use of the stocks, the St Andrews cross and the other various deviant pieces of furniture and we can hear the sound of slaps and moans filling the air. You lift my head and look into my eyes, making that connection with me as my hips start to move faster against you, humping your leg in the middle of the now crowded club. i moan louder, body starting to shake and suddenly feel your hand back in my hair, reminding me of my place.
I amused myself trying to look up her skirt to see her stocking tops or panties, sliding down in my seat a little but trying not to be too obvious. My cock stirred at the sight and a fantasy took shape of a short guy sitting where I was, furtively masturbating under his newspaper as he looked up my girlfriend's skirt. I undid my zip again, took my cock out and started to masturbate, looking at her crotch and stocking tops. Jeans hand was inside her panties now and I watched it moving under the material as I masturbated. Jean looked a picture with her spunky, torn stockings and cum all over her hand and pubic hair.
There are only so many times I could sweep the floors and scrub the milkshake machine before I began to feel like my actions were kind of redundant. A peculiar thing I remember about that shop was that there was a big glass mirror on the wall behind the counter, which I guess the owner had installed because she thought that it gave the illusion of more space. Even the cupboards behind the counter going down to the floor were covered in mirror glass, so that if you leaned forward too far when you were scooping up ice cream customers could look up your skirt. I guess it was a good thing, huh?" He was slightly turned away from me, I believe in the vain hope that I hadn't noticed his (rather impressive) swelling.
Looking round I found I was sitting opposite a slightly older woman who glanced at me before going back to a sheaf of papers that she held, almost protectively, in front of her. While I scrabbled around trying to cram all my stuff into too small a bag she neatly stacked her papers into a folder and slipped them into an expensive looking case before standing up and making her way to the door. "No problem," I told her, "come with me." And I grabbed her wrist and started walking towards my car. I was already horny from the train and added to that was sitting in an expensive sports car next to a beautiful older woman it was like all my wishes had come true together.
The workshop room is huge; larger than life posters of gorgeous people hang down from all sides in various erotic poses, leather or latex adorning some, others only in sexy shoes or bondage gear. Tears well up as I realize I can easily look deeply into other people's eyes, and transmit emotion, acceptance, caring, passion, love... Being spread, bound, vulnerable and stimulated before a room full of strangers while naked and hooded is an incredible, new sensation. I am unbound and led back to the back of the Stockroom, hood removed, rewarded with a hug and a kiss from my beloved Sir. I get dressed and walk out to the room I'd been publicly fucked in, now nearly empty of people.
I hear the librarian's groans as the girl sucks his cock down her throat, his head turns and he catches me watching. I watch her swallow the librarian's cock while lining myself up with her tight hole; I give her no warning as I shove into her with one fast stroke hearing her moaning muffled by the cock in her mouth. I nod and start sucking the librarian's cock back into my throat while the stranger pushes two fingers deep inside me. The girl falls forward into me as he starts ramming his cock into her, pulling her hair once again just to sink his teeth into her shoulder bringing another cry of pleasured pain from the beauty between us as he fills her tight ass with cum.
Andra simply left the room and went into the bathroom for close to 15 minutes trying to figure out what the feeling had been. I'm pretty sure when I landed on top of her my head must have hit her nose." What Andra failed to mention was that she had become distracted by Bethany. Bethany lifted the rag again touching below her nose to see if the blood had stopped, "your fine, see," holing out her clean finger, " I'm fine, done bleeding. Andra listened as the door banged shut as Bethany left the locker room. once locked inside the restroom she slid her hand back into her shorts and began again with two fingers, increasing the pace before adding the third.
As she lithely crosses over through the rows I get a good look at her body: dark chocolate colour, long lean legs and a black woollen dress that hugs her every shape and curve. My body responds almost involuntarily, getting out of the chair and moving towards the exit and the bar outside. I hand her a small cup of coke with a straw and start to move back to my own seat. "Quiet now, kitten, remember" as she drags her nail slowly back down my arm. She caresses my hand and gently takes hold of my little finger. I can feel every touch, every stroke on my finger as if she had her hand around my cock.
She looked at herself and smiled knowing she was wearing everything Sir wanted and now to begin with her task. She looked at the two who were watching her and then slide her fingers into her wetness, moaning softly as she did. She again was remembering what Sir wanted her to do and she spread her thighs wider, reaching down and touching her thong material feeling how wet it was. Her back arched and she pushed the thong away to put her fingers in her hot wet cunt, she was to collect her juice this time and show the two how good she tasted.
We were both getting into the rythym - he wasn't just getting sucked, he was thrusting himself into my mouth and had his hand on my head so I wouldn't pull away too soon. He was quite soft and large and I really wanted to put him in my mouth but by this time the oriental had started sucking me while I stroked him with my other hand. All this time I had my other hand on the other guy's large soft cock - a few times they tried to stroke each other as well as me but found the reach across my body was too great. Oriental guy apparently also liked balls/ass play b/c he put his other hand between my legs.
Believing I'd come up with a solution, before my next trip out of town I asked Katy to buy a pair of 100% cotton panties. Needless to say, Katy was less than enthused when I called from out of town asking if she was wearing her new cotton panties and if she was ready to masturbate in them for me. But as she is often prone to do, my wonderful wife surprised me one day upon returning from a trip to the mall, informing me she'd picked up a new pair of cotton panties from her favorite clothing store. She pulled on a mini dress over the leotard, turned the vibrator on, told me she loved me but was hoping she wouldn't hate me by the time she got home, and headed off to buy groceries.
So, I would say that would be a bad example." He paused and straightened the alignment of his knife and fork perpendicular to his edge of the table with the tip of his finger. Merely drawing that thought to mind was already starting to make her face feel hot -- the precursor to an uncontrollable blush he loved to cause. A small smirk grew on his face as he recalled his long-standing order that all of her dinner dresses were to be short. She pressed up into her "wet cunt" -- his words echoing in her ears -- splitting her lips with two fingers and pulling forward to cross over her clit.
Of course her husband Tom took no notice, but her friend Kathy joked, "Michelle, that dress of yours is getting some attention, you tease." Are you going to spend the night leaning over, picking up your napkin so everyone gets a look down your cleavage? But when my husband Tom said he invited our best friends Kathy and Frank to come along, and then told me which restaurant we were going to, I realized how wrong the evening was going to go. Let's order" Stefan hardly turns his head to call the waiter before he's at the table. I look Stefan right in the eye and pull my jacket aside giving him a clear flash of my prizes.
"No shit?" the driver said, half turning around, as if she expected Sheila to demonstrate her panty-less state. Guys from out of town, looking for a little forbidden sex, the kind they couldn't get from their wives at home/ The rain had abated, giving the streets a clean washed look, and the area surrounding Sheila's high-rise apartment building offered a dramatic contrast to where she had just been. "Any time." She took out a business card, wrote something on the back and held it out to Sheila. "Thanks, Tina." Sheila looked into the woman's incredibly blue eyes and recognized a familiar expression. "Perhaps I'll see you during the Twat Eaters convention." she said with a smile as she turned and headed for her apartment.
Lady Melia woke her to take her outside to pee, and the cool predawn air felt like razors after the comfort of the coach. Kira started to walk toward some bushes, but Lady Melia's hand tightened on her arm, and she stopped. Kira flinched, but thought back to the previous night. She started to walk back toward Lady Melia, but the elven noble raised her hand and called out. "Touch yourself," Melia said. The crowd of soldiers parted, and Lady Melia stepped through. Lady Melia took Kira's limp hand and led her back through the throng. Melia helped Kira into the carriage, and a few moments later a human girl arrived with a covered tray. Melia's smile deepened as Kira thought that, and Kira flinched.
After a while you hold out the end of my dog-lead to one of your friends, and tell him to pull me over and have a go. I let them fuck me like that for a while, as long as they want me to, and then, when they pull on my collar, I turn around suck them. If you don't mind sucking what's been in your ass, it means you can basically fuck like a porn star. Like have him in your ass, and then suck him clean, and then put him in your pussy too. You all lick me out, two or three mouths at once, tasting yourselves, tasting, me, sucking on me, licking all over my ass and pussy until I can't think or move or feel anything but that.