I was dragged along by my leash and paraded in front of Christy and Mark, ordered to wiggle my arse then cock my leg like a dog and pretend to take a piss, then ordered to kneel at the ends of their recliners, at their feet. To say it was a source of great amusement
I love to watch myself in a mirror. I lie back propped with pillows so I can watch my fingers working my pussy. My breasts are large so I love to make them bounce or press them together in my left arm while I play with my pussy with my right hand. I rub my
1. I’ll Swallow it all, i love the taste 2. Are you sure you’ve had enough to drink 3. Im bored .. lets shave my pussy 4. Shouldn’t you be down at the bar with your friends 5. Iv decided to stop wearing clothes on around the house 6. Id rather watch football and drink
Mistress Gemma beckoned for me to tend to the bar b que and I could hear them all talking. Miss Christy asked a question, “So Gemma, how’s it going this whole cuckold thing? Are you and Max happy?” “It’s fantastic Christy. I’ve completely destroyed peepee as a man, and with Max’s help I’ve stripped out
For awhile I was rubbing my cock with my blanket until I found out that it feels better when I have my palm under the blanket. For a long time this was about the only way I jacked off. After awhile, I was tired of washing my quilt almost every morning and I wanted to
My name is Annabelle and i’m 18-years-old, and it’s a few days before my 19th birthday. I’m a freshman in college and the year is turning out good so far. A 2-week spring break has begun, and after all those exams and study sessions, I just wanna sit back and relax. I’m planning on taking
4 years later… The next four years were the happiest time in Eric’s life. His job was great, his lover and daughter was even better. They were truly friends and lovers. Their relationship had progressed to the point where Melinda had moved into her father’s bedroom but kept clothes in a spare room for show.
The sexual relationship between Eric and Melinda continued and even accelerated over the next several months. Melinda was almost insatiable. It was as if she were trying to make up for the high school years. The two of them had had sex almost everywhere possible, and in every position. However, there was one thing that
When Melinda awoke the following morning, the bed beside her was empty. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 10:00 am. She crawled out of bed and a white nightgown with spaghetti straps to put on and then went downstairs. As she walked into the kitchen, she saw her father standing at
Over the next few weeks, Eric and Melinda continued their liaisons. There was no longer any hesitation on Eric’s part. Somehow, he had rationalized that since they were not actually having “sex” it was okay. However, he knew in his heart that there was no difference. Eric continued to show Melinda what a woman needed
Eric and Melinda decided to go to their favorite restaurant that night. Eric was ready early, waiting at the door for his daughter. When she came down, she was wearing a very short skirt with high heels. However, on top, she had on a dark sweater that buttoned down the front with a white blouse
The workweek was very busy for Eric. He had to work late several nights and he brought work home with him. Melinda had the books from her new school to read, so they didn’t have time to talk about the events of the weekend. Neither of them knew what to say to the other anyway,
Eric waited in the living room for his daughter to come down so they could leave for the State Park. When he saw her this morning, there was nothing to indicate that she knew what he had done. She smiled sweetly at him and they talked about all the normal things. He figured he had
Several days later, Melinda was home alone. It was a warm afternoon and she had just finished cutting the grass in the backyard, so she decided to take a cool shower. She went into the bathroom, leaving the door carelessly open and undressed, then stepped into the clear glass shower stall. She flipped on the
The following morning, Melinda saw her father sitting in the kitchen, reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee. There was a very uncomfortable silence as she got herself a cup of coffee and sat down. The light of a new day made everything seem different. They each blamed themselves for what had happened.
Introduction It had been 3 years since Melinda Parker’s beloved mother passed away. While she misses her mom a lot, it was no more than her dad did. Their life had been ideal–living in the suburbs, two-car garage, and nice schools. Everything was just about perfect until her death. Amanda Parker had been diagnosed with
“Breakfast duties faggot”. I was released and made breakfast for Gemma and Max then lay with my face under her feet as usual. Max spoke; “Uh uh cuckold. Get your face under my feet”. I shifted and Max lowered his large, powerful manly feet onto my face. It was quite a sight, lying on my
Sandy had just turned 18 but to look at her one would think she was younger. She was a very pretty girl with a nice figure and wore her hair in two blonde pigtails. She had slight freckles on her cheeks with big blue eyes that captivated the attention of everyone that saw her. Small
Marla was young still, right? She was still hot, right? She’d gotten married at 24. The first year or so had been great, but life had gotten in the way the last few years and at this point she was more just going through the motions. Her tits weren’t quite as perky as they’d been
I handed around the drinks and snacks then knelt at the foot of the recliners awaiting instructions. They were all engrossed in conversation. Then Max turned to me; “So cuckold, I hear that you’ve been permitted to cum again under Sheridan’s feet”. “Yes Sir, I was very privileged”. “The next time you cum cucky, you’ll
Marley was hungry. She hung up the phone with her dad, her head swimming. She was a small girl and couldn’t tell if her head felt light because she’d skipped lunch, or because she felt so overwhelmed with all the things her father expected of her. Her step-b*****r Joey poked his head into the den.
My name is Amee. I am 24 years old and I am currently working as a volunteer in a remote community educational project in Southeast Asia. The conditions are very Spartan and the nights are long, my only enjoyment being my thoughts, fantasies and fingers. Like many girls I suppose, I remember every delicious second
One hour later I was kneeling beside the pool, in my harness, at the ends of the recliners Mistress Gemma and Princess Sheridan lounged on nonchalantly in their bikinis. Princess spoke, “So Gemma, we’ve fried his balls with electricity, squashed them in our hand till they popped, and kicked them so hard they ended up
What?” I asked, feigning confusion. “Don’t you dare fall in love with me,” she said in a pissed off tone. I couldn’t tell if her tone was serious or mock. “I…,” was all I was able to mutter. “You’re honestly not going to invite me back to your apartment so you can fuck my brains
I heard Gemma’s voice from the bedroom. “Come on Max. What’s happening? I’m horny and I need your cock between my legs”. “Coming Gemma. I was just having a little chat with our cuckold, you know, explaining a few of my new Rules now that I’ll be living here”. He then turned and addressed me.
It’s warm for this time of year and the bulk of the research work had finished. The research teams from several associated universities had left last week and the rotating maintenance crew had left this morning. I had volunteered to manage the monitoring stations until the summer crew arrived in the next few days, then
I transferred in the spring as a first semester sophomore to a medium sized fairly conservative college in rural Pennsylvania. I lived in the regular dorms, which was okay, but most of the guys had already formed friendships. And I am not really into the crazy college age male bonding, at least not in the
Remember the old saying goes?????, the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Did you ever wonder, though, that when preparing a feast for a man, including strawberries in the menu is always a must? Strawberries are often whimsically referred to as the fruit of love. The one obvious reason is the
“You realize this wouldn’t have happened to you if you’d stayed in your own social class cucky. There’s bound to be sluts out there who would have let you have sex with them in return for a house and car. But not me, I wanted more but I knew I could dominate you from our
It’s clear why you want to call me…you’re just another cum-loving sissy boy that is just dying to be humiliated by me. You sit there in your panties that you probably stole from your wife, calling me and begging to watch me fuck other men as you rub your tiny itty bitty thing you call
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