Another Comfortable Chair

I was getting even more excited as I turned off of the country road. Finally I was driving down her long gravel driveway. I parked my car and walked around the garage to the secluded backyard.

She was peacefully waiting on a comfortable chair. “Get naked” she commanded as she saw me.

“You know you are always to be naked in my presence”. I immediately stripped and laid my clothes on the ground. “Over my knee” she commanded.

As I laid on her lap, she positioned my hard length between her knees and squeezed it tight. She then began to give a hard spanking. I am always amazed by her strength.

Although she is in her late sixties she looks much younger and is slender, her arms and hands are strong. Her strength, both physical and emotional, arouse me. She expertly spanked.

I tried not to moan but could not help as a few moans escaped as I wriggled around on her lap. I could tell that my discomfort aroused her. After a long time she stopped and ordered me to stand. She then tied my wrists behind my back with a rope she had placed near her chair. She then grabbed my hard length and led me to the barn. The barn looks to be old on the outside but the inside is immaculately maintained. She led me to the center of the first floor.

She untied my hands and quickly retied them in front of me with a longer rope. She tossed the open end of the rope over a strong wooden beam. She crossed the loose end and then tossed the rope a second time. She tied the loose end of the rope to my wrists and pulled the knot tight which made me stand on my toes. She walked over to her work bench and came back with a wooden paddle. It looked like a big ping pong paddle and had warmths in it. She had a wicked smile as she gently pounded the paddle into her free hand. Without speaking a word, she walked behind me, gently touched the paddle to my soft place and then reared back and paddled me hard. She paddled me hard and expertly. Strokes on one cheek and then the other. She would take a short break and then proceed with a longer paddling. My cries filled the barn and I tried to squirm out of the way which only made her pound harder. I knew there was a safe word but I never wanted to use it. I could tell she was getting even more aroused.

She stopped paddling and her breasts brushed against me as she walked by to go back to the work bench. She placed the paddle in its spot and picked out a flexible long handled tool with a leather strap at the end. She pounded the strap into her hand and had an even more wicked smile as she returned. She immediately used the leather strap to pound my length. First vertical strokes and then horizontal. She paused and removed her blouse and dramatically removed her bra. She went back to paddling my length and told me how I’d better pleasure her as I’ve been instructed or I would not be invited back.

She know how to get to me.

She paddled my soft place, length and balls.

Eventually she stopped and her eyes showed how aroused she was. She quickly removed her jeans and panties. I stared at her wet softness.

“Time for you to pleasure me boy. Remember to do it exactly as I instructed you or you won’t ever get another chance”. She untied my arms and tied the rope around my length and led me by my length to the other side of the barn where she sat down in another comfortable chair.

She laid back in the chair and spread her legs.

She yanked ne closer with your rope tied to my length. “On your knees boy, pleasure me as you’ve been instructed”.

I began by toying her slit. Just as I’ve been taught, I toyed gradually harder and deeper. I toyed until I know it was close to the time when I’d get my next command. “Good boy, now pleasure my personal place”. I gently toyed her personal place and gradually built up the pressure and speed. I could tell she was responding as her moans became louder.

She climaxed with great force and I continued to gently toy her as I’ve been instructed. After a while she gently grabbed my head and told me to sit back. I gazed at her peaceful face. After a few minutes she said, “You may now begin to pleasure my soft place”. I gently toyed her butt warmth and very slowly worked the tip of my tongue into her. She began to respond with moans and after a while ordered me to stop. She stood up, grabbed the rope still tied to my length and led me to the center of the room. “Lay down on your back” she commanded. She untied the length rope. She leaned over me and placed her breasts next to my mouth. “Now, pleasure my breast”. I gently sucked her breasts and I felt her response. She eventually pulled back and arranged her soft place over my face.

“Now, tongue my soft place again and be gentle, pleasure your lady”. I gently inserted my tongue and felt her respond. After a short time, she pulled back and then pushed her softness on to my face. My tongue toyed as she pushed and grinded her softness against my face. For a long time she moved against me until she came again with an even greater climax. She immediately pulled back and moved down my body. She grabbed my hard length and put it in her softness.

“I want more”, she said. We played and played. We came together and rested on each other. After a while she got up.

She grabbed my hand and led my across her yard to her house. We went upstairs to the master bathroom. We took a long shower and kissed and caressed as I soaped her up. After drying her off, she put on her robe and led me downstairs. I remained naked as I knew I was always to be naked in her presence. She pulled out a cooled bottle of a fine pinot grigio and the cheese and fruit she knew I liked. We talked for hours about our recent activities, politics, religion and history. As it got nearly dark, I knew it was time for me to leave. As she walked me outside to put on my cloths for the drive back to the city she said, “I’ve decided that I will use a strap-on on you next time.”

” She had a very wicked and suggestive smile.

“Yes, maam” I said. I was pleased as I had suggested it in a previous conversation.

She then surprised me when she said. “I’ve met another lady on-line who also has a boy your age 50 who pleasures her”.

“I will invite them to join us and then you boys can put on quite a show for us”. “Yes maam’ I said. I then kissed her on the cheek and grabbed my clothes as I walked towards my car.

Would you like to experience this?

Megan, Ashlyn, and I.

So here’s the deal. In the last few years I have done the whole college thing, and since being there have met a lot of new people, most of which I am still good friends with, and also most of which are girls. Being in college, and now going out every weekend not knowing what will happen, obviously crazy shit is bound to occur. Now I’m a lucky guy in a few ways, one being the fact that I have all of these girls that I get along with great, and share almost anything with me. The second being the fact that they are also VERY open to each other as well… This story was co-written from an experience that one of the my girls Holly had in her first year of school.

Read on…

I left Ashlyn’s room and told her I’d be back in a little while, after I re-packed some stuff. It couldn’t have taken more than a half hour before I was back at her room with my first armload of boxes.

I carefully turned the knob without dropping anything and pushed the door open. As I went to set my stuff down on my desk I noticed Ashlyn sitting at her desk.

She was topless. I turned away from her blushing, and apologized for barging in. As my mind went over the image I had just seen I realized she was only wearing a tiny pair of underpants.

Her breasts were full and very perky and her nipples stood out starkly against her otherwise pale complexion. She had black short hair that hung in uneven strands around her face almost, but not quite reaching her shoulders in a few places. She was a little shorter than me, I’m 5’2″, she was probably five, and slimmer too, although you wouldn’t know it from her boobs.

“Don’t worry about it.

” Ashlyn said. “I was just trying to figure out what to wear tonight, if you’re going to be my roommate you might as well get used to it, I make my best clothing decisions naked.

” She laughed and it was a good-hearted laugh. “Oh alright.” I said averting my eyes. “Well I’ve probably got two more trips to make, so is it alright if I open the door real quick to leave?” I asked shyly.

“Sure go ‘head, I’m not bashful.” Ashlyn said and although I was intentionally looking away from the corner of my vision I could swear she had reached up with both hands to tug on her nipples.

“Ok see you in a few.” I said and hurriedly rushed out the door. When I again returned to the room I knocked gently.

“All clear?” I asked. “Yep you’re clear.

” Ashlyn said from inside.

I opened the door and found Ashlyn standing thankfully clothed, and another girl standing beside her. “Holly this is Megan. She’s my best bud. Megan this is Holly my new roomie.” Ashlyn said motioning happily between us. Ashlyn had stretched a tiny black half shirt over herself, and was wearing a truly small pair of shorts. Megan was wearing a skintight pair of white pants and a tank top. I thought of the jeans and T-shirt I was wearing.

My belly was completely covered, and aside from fitting snugly over my breasts the shirt wasn’t the least bit provocative.

“Hey Megan nice to meet you.” I said. Megan was a tall totally Irish girl. She towered several inches over me, and had a wild main of red curly hair. There were freckles under her eyes and on the fair swath of cleavage she had exposed, her breasts were really quite large. I began to unpack and Megan and Ashlyn hovered about me asking me questions about myself.

“Did I have a boyfriend?” “Was I a virgin?” “Were all my panties full backed?”-Yes, this question erupted while I unpacked my clothes and had me blushing a lot. Then a whole debate about thongs erupted.

Both Megan and Ashlyn proudly tugged the waistbands of their thongs out to demonstrate the popular vote. I apologized and just told them that I was no good at dressing sexy.

“No good at dressing sexy?” Ashlyn said. “You look like you got a pretty hot body underneath all that.

What are you a C cup?” I nodded.

“And you’re what a size three pants?” She added. Again I nodded.

“You got all the right equipment, you might as well be using it.” “I just can’t I’m too self conscious.” I said.

“Self conscious!?” Ashlyn said.

“Give us a semester babe, we’ll fix that right up.” “A semester?” Megan said. “I bet I can do it in a week.” With that Megan pulled her tank top and bra up exposing her breasts. “WOOHOOO!” She shouted loudly shaking her breasts in my face and both her and Ashlyn erupted in laughter as she lowered the tank top. My face was beat red, but I had to laugh. “I can’t believe you just did that.

” I said between chuckles.

Her bare breasts were just below my eye level at her height and had come within inches of my face. “I’m proud to be a D-cup.” Megan said.

She lifted the shirt again and wiggled her chest at me.

“What do you think?” She asked. Her nipples were a soft light pink color, and fairly large, especially in contrast to Ashlyn’s dark hard little bullets. I couldn’t picture my own nipples or where they would fall on the spectrum. I suddenly realized that I was staring intently and looked away.

Ashlyn and Megan laughed again. “You don’t have to be shy it’s not like we all haven’t seen tits before.

” Ashlyn giggled, I looked back and Megan was still flashing me.

Ashlyn tackled me and began to tickle me. “No no stop.” I laughed giggling madly. I’m very ticklish. “Please!” I said tears coming to my eyes. “No I’m ticklish.

” I could feel Ashlyn’s hands snaking under my shirt to tickle my bare midsection. Her hands were warm. I squirmed away. “I think I have just the motivation to come out of your shell.

” Ashlyn said. I noticed Megan had put her rack away.

“What?” I asked regaining my composure.

I was breathless. “Naked pajama party.” Ashlyn said giggling.

“We’re all girls, we’re going to spend your first dorm night here butt naked!” “No. I couldn’t.” I said. “You don’t have your period do you?” Ashlyn asked. I shook my head. “Then it’s decided, Megan grab her.” Megan grabbed me and wrapped her arms around me engulfing both of my arms and pinning them to my sides. Once she locked her hands together in front of my chest I was helpless. Ashlyn sauntered up to me and reached down. She unbuttoned my jeans.

“Please no.” I said. Ashlyn tickled me and I giggled. “Really I can’t.” I said. “I’ll go first then.

” Ashlyn said. She unbuttoned her shorts and tugged them off. Next she tugged her tiny thong down her legs revealing a thin dark strip of pubic hair. Finally she grabbed the bottom of her tight half shirt and lifted it over her head, she had been braless and her breasts bounced free. Her breasts were so firm that her nipples actually pointed up slightly. “Oh my god.” I whispered. “You two are nuts.” “You’re next.” She said and now completely nude in front of me she reached out and grabbed hold of my zipper. Slowly she tugged it down. The pink of my panties was gradually becoming more and more visible. I stayed breathless and quiet looking down at her as she began to ease my jeans off my hips. “C’mon Ashlyn, I can’t do this.” I whispered. My jeans were now almost to my knees my panties were totally exposed. “Sure you can.

” Ashlyn said. “You’re a hottie, you got nothing to worry about.” The jeans reached a bunch at my ankles and Megan lifted me off the ground so Ashlyn could pull them off.

Ashlyn began to tickle me again, and I began laughing wildly. My bare legs felt so exposed, despite my uneasiness with it, I was anxious for her to expose me more. I wanted her to take my clothes off, I was getting horny, but I was still scared. This time she tickled her way up under my shirt and Megan’s arms were there.

As she reached Megan’s arms, Megan loosened her grip Ashlyn’s hands wandered across my bra, in fact right over my breasts.

My nipples hardened at the sudden stimulation. She was looking for a front clasp. One hand tickled its way between Megan and I to my back and undid my bra. I was laughing and squirming from being tickled. As I squirmed back and forth Megan casually grabbed the bottom of my shirt. Ashlyn who was already naked tickled me furiously and I could feel my shirt easing up as Megan lifted it. Every time I tried to hold my shirt down Ashlyn would tickle my armpit and I would pull my arms in for protection.

Finally the shirt was over my breasts and bunched up at my neck.

I reached up and grabbed for it as I reached up Megan let go of me long enough to pull the shirt and bra together over my head and down off my arms.

I reached down to cover my breasts, and Megan quickly dropped the shirt and pulling my arms to my sides resumed her bear hug. I could feel Megan’s shirt pressing against my bare back, the swell of her huge boobs hard against me from the pressure of her hold on me. “Very nice.” Ashlyn said stepping back to admire my breasts, Megan kept me from covering them. Her arms were crossing my chest just below my breasts pushing my boobs up. Her bare skin contact was hot and sent tingles through my body.

Ashlyn reached out with both hands and took one of my nipples in each. She gently tugged on one then the other. “What are you doing?” I said.

I was still completely out of breath from the tickle session. I looked down at my own round pink nipples, they were small and hard, and when Ashlyn let go of them they stuck out each as big a the end of my pinky finger. “Just playin'” Ashlyn said. “How do you feel?” “Naked.

” I said.

“Please let me go.” “I’ll give you one chance.” Ashlyn said. “I’m gonna’ sneak a feel at you’re panties.

” Ashlyn continued. “If you’re not wet, we’ll let you go and I’m so sorry.

” She began to tickle my sides a little.

I squirmed. “But.” She continued. “If you’re wet, it’s naked pajama party time, you’re all ours.

” While she tickled me with her left hand her right hand went to my crotch.

“No don’t.

” I said between laughs. It was in vain, she went under the leg of my panties. I could feel her fingers run through my pubic hair.

The only trimming I ever did was to make sure none hung out of my panties.

Then her finger slid lower. I closed my legs tight, and Megan nudged them apart with her knees from behind me.

Ashlyn slid a finger between my lips, and even I was surprised both by how slick I was and how good it felt. I moaned in spite of myself. “You are sopping wet Holly.” Ashlyn said. She slid her finger up and down me before settling on my personal placeoris.

She gave it a little squeeze and I moaned again. “Please stop.” I said. She put pressure on my personal place and then withdrew her hand. “I’ll stop.

” She said and then she began to pull off my panties. I was totally still, I wanted to say stop to keep resisting, but I was afraid if I said to stop she might actually stop, and I didn’t want her to. My panties came off. “So Holly?” Ashlyn asked. Megan pushed my legs apart with her knee. Ashlyn placed her hand against the swell of my pubic hair. “How do you feel? You look great.” I couldn’t answer. “Was that a moan I heard?” Ashlyn asked. She touched the hood of my personal placeoris, and I moaned again.

“Yes it was.” She said. I felt ashamed, that these girls had just stripped me naked. I hung my head and closed my eyes. Ashlyn began to work my personal place in slow firm circles.

The sensation was undeniable, and I moaned in spite of my feelings. She worked me more, slowly gaining speed until I was gyrating my hips in time with her pressure. I could feel my body approaching orgasm, and it felt STRONG. I was now half moaning half panting.

Suddenly Ashlyn stopped. My head shot up. “Oh do you want me to keep going?” Ashlyn asked. The betrayal in my eyes was strong.

“You don’t have to answer, here’s the deal, I’ll keep going if you agree that every minute you spend in this dorm room will be spent naked.” Ashlyn flicked my now engorged personal place gently.

“As soon as you come in after classes you take off your clothes and hang out naked.” I stared into her eyes testing her resolve.

She was completely serious.

“If you agree just nod, and I’ll keep going.” I was beginning to spasm and twitch from the need for relief, I nodded. Ashlyn smiled and resumed the tempo as though she hadn’t missed a beat, within seconds I cried out as the orgasm hit me. My legs and hips bucked and I clenched my teeth to keep from screaming. Megan let go of me and I collapsed to my knees.

I looked up at Ashlyn who was rubbing her wet fingers over her nipples.

I quickly looked back down again reserved to kneel on the floor in a semi-fetal position, thoughts of what had just unfolded racing through my head.

Above me there was the unmistakable rustling of Megan removing her clothing. I was afraid to look up, I was afraid of what might happen next. Now that my orgasm was subsiding I felt dirty, I felt used, it was no longer a pleasurable experience in my mind. I felt a fingernail trace my spine trailing from the nape of my neck downwards.

I froze the finger made its way to my butt, then between my legs. I could see Ashlyn’s feet on the floor in front of me so I knew it had to be Megan. “Please no more.” I whispered, as Megan’s hand found my crotch and she slid a finger easily into my love. In my position on my knees I was open and easy access for the Irish girl. After inserting the finger in to the point where her otherwise closed fist pressed against me she slowly withdrew it.

Despite my love still being very sensitive the sensation was pleasurable. I closed my eyes wondering how to end this or even if I should or even could. It took all my will not to moan, but my breathing pattern still gave me away. “I think she’s still enjoying herself, don’t you?” Ashlyn asked of Megan. Megan slid her finger slowly back into me, causing me to inhale sharply.

Then I felt the weight of Megan’s body over me as she pressed herself against me with the finger still buried inside me. I could feel her hard nipples on the naked flesh of my back. Her full breasts molded into me. Then I felt her lips against the back of my neck.

Her breath was so hot. I shuddered a little wondering what they were going to do with me. “Look up.” Megan whispered in my ear. I lifted my head to find Ashlyn she had her pelvis thrust forward, her softness inches from my face. I put my head back down. “Look up.” Megan commanded again her whisper forceful, her breath a tangible wave of heat on my ear.

I raised my head again higher this time looking past the slim strip of pubic hair, and over her breasts to meet Ashlyn’s gaze. She was looking down at me, a thin smile on her lips. She motioned with a downward flick of her eyes and I lowered my gaze. Now staring directly at the full lips of her softness, I watched as she gently pulled herself open.

I was close enough that the musky smell was strong and intoxicating. Megan and Ashlyn laughed together. “I think this cinches the deal don’t you Megan?” Ashlyn asked. Megan’s had begun to gently work her finger in and out of me.

“MMM hmmm.

” Megan said, her mouth so close to my neck that I could feel her every breath. “Kiss it.” Ashlyn commanded.

She pushed her hips forwards towards me.

She was still holding herself open. Now less than an inch from my mouth her open softness and pubic hair were all that I could see. Megan’s slid her finger most of the way out of me and added another finger, sliding them back into me slowly together. “Go on, kiss it.” Megan said, and toyed the base of my neck. I shivered. Her gently working fingers were beginning to cause my numbness to subside and another orgasm to build.

I nodded my head, a fractional movement, but enough to voice my consent. Ashlyn placed her softness against my lips. I stuck my tongue out the flavor of her moistness permeating my taste buds instantly. It was really good.

I toyed and sucked taking as much of her taste into my mouth as I could.

With little warning Ashlyn pulled back suddenly.

“I said kiss it, not eat me out!” Ashlyn said angrily.

“You’re not a lesbian are you?” I was confused and scared, Ashlyn laughed. “Well if you really want to eat me out, I suppose it won’t hurt anything.” She rubbed her crotch against my face, and I tentatively began toying her again. She ground herself fiercely against me until it felt like my lips and jaw were going to fall off, finally she began hissing that she was going to come.

Meanwhile Megan had never let up her patient and explorational fingering of my crotch, and I was nearing another orgasm also. With a final grind Ashlyn cried out and began to hump my face furiously, her excitement was just enough to send me over the edge and I came as well. Megan withdrew her fingers, now numbering three and allowed me to collapse onto the floor, as Ashlyn shakily climbed onto her bed and curled up into a writhing ball and sighed deeply. “I love naked pajama parties.

” Megan said. She lay down on my bed and began to finger herself. “When you feel up to it, Holly, it’s my turn.” She whispered down at me. “Holly, just think you’re going to get to be naked all the time.” Ashlyn whispered in a breathy teasing voice. “This is going to be the best semester ever.” I dosed off lying on the floor, I had just had the two best orgasms of my life and all I could taste was Ashlyn’s softness. When I woke up it was very late at night. I could hear the soft sounds of Megan and Ashlyn sleeping and I had to pee very badly.

I pulled myself to my feet, my whole body was sore from sleeping on the floor. I gather up my jeans and my shirt and put them on. “What do you think you’re doing?” Ashlyn whispered.

“I’ve gotta’ pee, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.” I said as quietly as I could.

“Alright.” Ashlyn said, “but you take those right back off again when you come back.” I nodded and headed out into the hall. The dorm building was mostly dark, there were only emergency lights on, which lit the hallway adequately I suppose. My body was churning from the night’s events and the harsh light of the female bathroom was too much for me. I shut it off and sat peeing in only the light spilling out from the shower room. On the way back to my room I wondered what I looked like, what I must smell like, would anyone know what had just happened, did I smell like softness? I quietly opened the door. “That’s far enough.

” Ashlyn whispered as I stood between the hall and my dorm room. “Take off the jeans and T-shirt.” “In the HALL!?” I asked worriedly. “Just tonight, I want to make sure you understand the rule this semester.” Ashlyn whispered. So standing in the open doorway looking at the naked raven-haired girl curled up on her bed, I eased myself out of my jeans and panties and then tugged my shirt off. When I was done I threw the clothes on the floor of our room. “OOOh, now turn around for us.” Megan said, she was sitting up on my bed, and I got the first really good look at her naked that I had yet seen. Her boobs were huge there was no mistaking that, but what caught my eye was the thick red mass of hair between her legs. I was groomed at the edges, but she kept it THICK in the middle and it was the same fiery red as the hair on her head.

I turned once in the doorway, and Megan patted the mattress beside her. “Come to bed, little one, you’ve got a busy day tomorrow.” I cautiously entered the room and climbed into bed beside Megan. She wrapped her arms around me and ground her pelvis against me, her pubic hair tickle my skin. She was facing me, our boobs mashing together. With how much taller than me she was her crotch was in a perfect position to straddle my leg which she did slowly grinding herself on me.”Maybe tomorrow you can go down on me too.

” Megan whispered in my ear. “Tonight I’m just too tired. Why don’t you suck on my tits to help me come though?” She pushed my head down towards her breasts, and I began to toy them and suck gently on her nipples. She moaned appreciatively and continued to essentially hump my leg until she came.

I mentioned earlier that this lasted my whole time at school, but this was just the beginning. I’ll tell you more in the next part, which is coming soon.

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The Encounter

The Encounter

I felt his eyes on me long before I actually saw him. I look up, and seated at the next table was the most handsome man I had ever seen. Dark, brooding eyes, dark hair slicked back from his forehead…

very GQish looking. His lips were full, kissable, and parted slightly. I knew I was staring, but couldn’t help myself.

Looking back down at my book, I tried to concentrate on my reading.

Surely he hadn’t been looking at me.

I wasnt exactly dressed for someone to notice me. I’d been coming to this coffee shop every night for the last two weeks to read. It was usually pretty dead and quiet, the perfect atmosphere to read and relax. The house coffee is exceptionally good, and I was comfortable enough to not care how I dressed. I usually wore sweats, and tied my hair back. That night though, I opted for my cutoff denim shorts, an old tank, and an even older sweater over top.

I had on my worst pair of sandals, the ones that should have been thrown away last season, but they were my favorites. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.

It was ridiculous I couldnt concentrate with that man staring my way.

He was probably wondering how a person could actually be seen that way in public.

This was the kind of man you saw in magazines modeling Armani suits definitely out of my league. I gathered up my things, left money and a tip for my favorite waitress in the whole world, and as I looked up, I saw he had already left. I thought that strange because I would have seen him leave. Oh well, he was probably just some romantic vision I had made up in my head. The short walk home to my apartment building was always nice.

The air was cool outside, almost brisk. September is my favorite time of year. Its warm during the days, and cool at night, absolutely perfect in my eyes. I take my time, thinking about the days events, and planning for tomorrow.

Its a good thing my feet know the way because I never think about where Im walking. As I walked up to the steps leading to my building, I noticed him sitting there. I was absolutely speechless. Our eyes locked, and he smiled at me.Oddly enough, I smiled back.

I really should have been afraid of him, after all, I have no idea who he is and he had obviously followed me home at some point before. If he were a stalker, Id sure enough let him stalk me! “Hello princess” he said, smiling even wider. “Hello”, I said in reply.

I didn’t know what else to say.

He stood up, and I was awed by his physique. Muscular, but not overly so.

“I’ve seen you many times princess, and something keeps drawing me back to you, to that coffee shop.

I’m sorry, but I had to meet you”. Again, I just smiled stupidly.

“May I come in”? I should have run then, but of course, I didn’t. I nodded absently, and continued up the stairs. I unlocked my door, turning on the light as I entered. I laid down my things on the desk just inside the door. Turning to face this man, I noticed him removing his jacket.

I thought he was gorgeous in the coffee shop, but I was wrong.

He was incredibly handsome. His scent made me think things I shouldn’t have been thinking about a stranger. He walked slowly toward me, never taking his eyes from mine. I found myself backing up, more apprehensive than afraid. He was hypnotizing me, I was sure of it. My back was now against the wall, and I had nowhere else to turn.

We were almost nose-to-nose. I could feel his breath on me.

He smiled again.

Something about that smile put me at ease. “My name is Steven, and yours is Kathy, now we are not strangers princess. I’ve watched you for many nights, and something about you keeps pulling at me. I don’t normally follow women I have no need to. My soul tells me you are a kindred, and I need to find that out now so that I may go on with my life”.

What could I say to that? I didn’t care whether he thought I was kindred, or a complete idiot. I wanted this man, even if it were for just one night. He was dangerous, I could feel it. but not in a criminal sort of way. A sexual aura was about him that I couldn’t fight, nor did I have any intention of doing so. He placed his palm against my cheek, running his thumb along my lower lip. He was looking at me like he wanted to devour me.

I saw his lips moving towards mine. I kept looking between his lips and his eyes, both were completely fascinating to me, but I was unprepared for his kiss. Electricity was flowing from his lips to mine, almost buckling my knees.

He continued to kiss me that way, until my legs really couldn’t hold me any longer. He sensed this, and swooped me up into his arms, never taking his lips from mine. Carrying me with ease, he took me up the stairs.

I lay my head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. I pointed out my room to him, neither of us speaking another word.

He laid me on the bed, and began removing my clothes. He never spoke, never asked for permission.

I was completely and totally his to do with as he pleased. A slave, willing to do his bidding.

I think he knew this before he ever spoke to me downstairs. I helped him remove my clothes when I had to, therefore giving my unspoken permission for him to take me. I kept thinking to myself how crazy this all was. It was like something out of a dream, or a romance novel. He removed the clip from my hair, letting it fall to my shoulders. I shook out the kinks, and looked at him. He laughed then, sounding very dangerous. It was a knowing laugh, like he knew this was all going to go his way from the very beginning. For the first time, I felt a little fear.

What was I doing? This man is probably some crazy, beautiful lunatic that’s going to screw me, then shove a knife in my back. I sat and watched as he begins removing his clothes. He kept looking at me in that menacing way, and I started to feel my heart race in fear.

I should never have let this man into my apartment. I was an idiot, more taken with his good looks than common sense. Sitting up that way, the door looked easy to reach. Surely if I slowly scoot over, I could bolt for the door while hes busy. I saw my moment when he sat down to remove his shoes. Slowly I began scooting towards the end of the bed. He turned to look at me. Damn, I thought I had a good chance of getting past him, but I was wrong. Why are you trying to run from me princess? I have no plans of hurting you, although pain will be as much a part of this evening as pleasure. I am here to introduce you to my world, one which you belong, Im sure of it. When I said you were a kindred, I was serious, I can see it within you, even if you cannot.

Relax little one, this is one night you wont soon forget. OK, so now I was really scared. I had no idea what he meant, but I was sure it wasnt something I wanted to experience.

Pain and pleasure? I was beginning the think the main was truly insane.

After removing his pants, he stood completely naked.

Again I was mesmerized by his looks, his body, his whole attitude. He reached our for my hand, and I was compelled to take it. He had the knowledge of understand me, which was completely foreign. I had always been the aggressor when it came to initiating sex with men, and I had never been with someone who was in such complete control He stood me up in front of me, stepped back, and openly viewed my body.

I was blushing all over. I hadn’t blushed since I was a teenager.

He made me feel, I dont know, almost innocent. Imagine that, me, innocent…

Ha! The way he looked at me made me feel defiant Im was almost tempted to slap that handsome face of his.

How dare he come into my home and just take over this way. I lifted my chin a little higher, straightened myself up a little more which mad my breast stand out prominently.

He smiled at me then, thats right little one, show me your spunk, your fire.

I know its hidden away behind those frightened eyes of yours. Theres no need to be afraid, Im going to worship your body this evening, make you come alive, and show you my world. He began to walk around me then, looking me over like a new car. “You belong to me you know”, he said proudly. Im almost shaking with a mixture of fear and anger. I was insulted and a little embarrassed for letting him into my house in the first place. He continued his “examination”.

Slowly walking around me, reaching out to touch my shoulders, running his hands down my arms, along my hips.

He put his hands in my hair while he was behind me, lifting it up he gently placed a kiss there on the back of my neck. A small thing really, but his kiss sent shocks through my entire body. I feel my nipples harden as he reached around me and lifted my breasts, one in each hand. I could feel him breathing on my neck. I’d never felt so vulnerable in my whole life. I was powerless to move, and I think he knew that. As he fondled my breasts, I felt his lips on my neck. He reached up, and took both nipples between his fingers. Suddenly, he pinched them, and at the same time, sunk his teeth into me. The pain was good, really good. I gasped, and my eyes flew open. He felt my body stiffen, and began that throaty laugh again. “See there princess? It feels good, does it not?” I closed my eyes and nodded, I couldnt speak, my voice was completely gone.

Chewing on my neck roughly, and pinching my nipples harder and harder, he pressed his hardness against my soft place. He kept getting more and more rough with me, the pain increasing so much that I cried out. Thats it princess, thats what I wanted to hear, he said. Finally, he let go of me, and continued his walk-around. My legs were trembling now, and I was starting to get the idea of what exactly he wanted from me.

I was getting aroused in spite of myself.

He kissed my cheek, and walked around to face me. Again, he kissed my lips, letting his tongue explore the depths of my mouth. I tried to wrap my arms around his neck, but he gently removed them.

He didnt touch me anywhere else, just let his lips work their magic on me.

I felt his lips leave me, and I moaned. I opened my eyes, and saw him staring at me again. He touched me again, running his hands down the front of my body. He slid his finger into my slit with one slow movement from front to back, feeling my wetness. He pulled his finger out immediately and spread my wetness across my lips, encouraging me to taste myself.

I run my tongue across my lips and watch as he puts that same finger into his own mouth. You are delicious little one, just like I knew you would be. I want you to spread your legs a little Im going to taste more of you.

Do not touch me or my hair, nor grab my shoulders for support. Just stand there. Regardless of what I do to you, do not touch me princess, or youll regret it. My God was excited.

He ran kisses down my body, stopping to bite each nipple in turn. He wasnt gentle, not at all, and I cried out again in real pain. I looked down at him and he was smiling. I just knew I was going to buckle. I had never experienced anything like it this mixture of fear and anticipation. He got down on his knees and breathed deeply of my woman’s scent.

He reached out, and spread my lips wide, wide enough so that I could feel a stretching sensation. It was almost like he was trying to pull them from my body. My personal place was fully aroused and exposed, throbbing. The way he pulled at me hurt the pain was really getting to me. Then I felt something incredible, he was lightly toying my personal place Feathery touches, almost indistinguishable, but definitely there. This mixture drove me crazy. I kept clenching and unclenching my fists. I wanted to wrap my fingers in his hair and pull him further into me. I wanted more pleasure, and less pain. Suddenly he sucked my personal place fully into his mouth, sensing that I needed more from him. Sucking none too gently, I felt myself nearing orgasm. It was sudden, and explosive, and I grabbed his hair to keep from falling over onto him. He didnt let up, just kept sucking me that way, until my knees really did buckle, and I grabbed him for support. He stopped then and stood me up roughly. “I told you not to touc

A Camping Trip

She was spread eagle on the ground. Her arms bound to the spikes in ground. He ankles wrapped in chains tied to spikes that did not allow her to lower her knees. Sally had come with me for a weekend of fun. We had met at work and I had convinced her she needed to get away.

A camping trip would be just the thing. She had never been camping.

She had never be sprawled on the ground naked. Night had fallen. I calmed Sally down, Gave her water. Why are you doing this she asked? You need to relax you are too up tight. The camps in the distance were noisy. I had choose this isolated spot because I had been here before. Sally looked beautiful. She had short black hair, small tits and an shaved softness. Her long legs would entice any one to look her way. I had found out that she had no boy friend and had not had sex since she moved here three months ago. Well not with anyone else she had said at the time. My cell phone chirped. I opened it. It was the text message I was waiting for. I blindfolded Sally and she was nervous. I told her to relax she would be okay.

I placed headphones over her ears and turned on my ipod. The others showed up. There was 20 of them. The looked at Sally and smiled. I was told I had done well. The crowd moved forward and a collar was placed on Sallys neck. It had two hooks.

Chains were attached to the hooks which were then tied to the spikes. The headphones were removed and all were quiet. A mask with breathing warmths and a place for her mouth were placed over her head. Two hooks were chained to the spikes. Sally could no longer move her head. In a flash, a length was in her mouth and a tongue was in her softness. The bounds holding her hands were moved above the elbows. Two lengths were placed in her hands. I watched as she grunted and thrashed her hips. Her two hands did not move at first, but then she was whipped on her forearms. She began to stroke each length. Another stood over her tits and poured candle wax on her nipples. Another took her left foot and sat with it position in her crotch.

When she did not move her foot, she was whipped. She moved her foot up and down on the crotch of the man. The man in her mouth began to play her face hard. He pulled out as he was ready to come and squirted on her face. The man working her softness moved to his length to her mouth.

In a 69 position they sucked each others loins. Sally came for the first time. The two guys on her hands and the one on her feet rotated with others.

No one was to come except in her mouth.

Sally came again and this time she was treated to swallowing the mans cum. After the fifth man came in her mouth they stopped.

Sally called for me. I answered. Yes I am here I said. I need to be played she said. I said we know, but in due time. The men attacked her mouth.

Clamps closed on her nipples and her soft edges.

A steel pipe was inserted in her soft place.

Five more men came in her mouth.

The men rested again she said she needed to be played.

A man moved between her legs he moved the steel rod in and out of her softness. She screamed as another length was inserted in her mouth. The remaining ten men came and all twenty went on for seconds. After all had come her mouth again, she called my name. She said I am tired, but I need to be played. I said I know. The men left us. The rod still in her soft place, the softness and nipple clamps on. I layed on her chest. I undid the mask leaving only the blind fold. I kissed her cum filled mouth. I need to be played she said. I know Sally. Please I need some one to play me. I looked down at her nipple clamps and removed them.

She screamed in relief. I then removed the clamps from her softness.

Please there must be someone to play me she said.

I laid back down and kissed her softly.

She whimpered for a good playing. I raised my hips. Breast to Breast I inserted my strap on into her softness.

I’ll play you Sally. I moved fast and Sally said yes Penny play my softness, play me hard. I played her hard and she came over and over again. Spent she said I needed that.

I said I know.

She said you could never know. I said I’ve been tied to this ground before and now it is your turn to find someone for the crowd. We awoke to the sun.

I untied her and played her again. She played me and the crowd is waiting on her contribution to next months camping adventure. Dare to be

A lesson in shutting up.

True story

Sativa can I borrow your motorcycle for a week?, said the young McNuts worker.

Sativa replied, Can I strap-on fuck you for a week?

End of conversation.
He should of never asked a second time.

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