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Yes Mistress

Gotta love a woman in charge. Besides the fact that I don’t have enough money for a door swing and leather harness yet *sigh* the events in this story are true. Enjoy

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Kailee and Me

Hey, my first story. Based on true people and events, just changed the names up a bit. Starts out slow, but then gets better, I promise. Just a side note, I don’t swear or cuss or whatever you want to call it in my stories. If this story gets good ratings, I’ll write another. So, enjoy!

Fantasy

Seduction of a Babysitter Part VI

Sorry it took so long, I had problems at work. Please read the previous parts, to better understand this. Now it’s Stacy’s turn to have sex with Nathan, but they also have an audience. I promise Part VII won’t take as long.

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ON ROYAL PALM ESATE Part One: Happenings between a man and a woman

On Royal Palm Estate PART ONE :
The Happenings between a man and a woman
Montego Bay, Jamaica.
April, 1821.
I was twelve years old when father had us all shipped out to Jamaica. He had given up his title of an Earl. He was a respected member of the ton back in England. Forced into an arranged marriage, early in his twenties, his wife, she had given him no children. My mamma, as I learned to understand, was his mistress. He loved her unconditionally, and when his wife learned of her and of me, her outrage, the humiliation, and the scandalous tirade from various members of his in-laws, had only serve to make him happier, that he was finally able to be solely with me and mamma.
I didn’t want to move to Jamaica, but, I was a quiet child and did as my mamma and papa told me.
Four years has passed now, and I cannot imagine my life anywhere else. I fell completely in love with everything, and rarely thought of anything or anyone back in England.
Papa was very wealthy; he owned several sugar plantations, and he exported sugar and molasses along with flour and rum so we lived lavishly; happy and in great comfort.
I was almost sixteen when I first saw it. I was confused, frighten and intrigued. I didn’t know what it was; I only knew that I wanted to know.
I didn’t know what sex was, I suppose that I was so caught up in my activities, that I had hardly noticed my body and its changes, and in turn neglected the discovery of that part of life all together.
It was in the middle of the afternoon when Babette and I had decided to go riding. We raced our horses towards the pond, our special spot to cool off and talk of mischief. I always won our races. In the few years I have lived at Royal Palm, I had grown, a little more out-spoken, confident and daring.
“Beat you again”, I huffed, landing my feet steadily on the ground, I gazed up at her smirking and out of breath.
“Oh,” she whined, “I’m not as swift as you are or as skilled, at handling…”
“Oh come now Babette,” I chided her softly, cutting her off.
“We’ve both received the same training. We both know you hold yourself back, instead of giving me a real…”
“I am not like you Renee. You are headstrong and I am of a docile nature. Truly like a lady.” She added haughtily.
“Ha!” I laughed out. “A lady you say. Yes, yes, that’s what you are predictable and too yielding. A true bore.” I smiled widely, shaking my head.
Babette was not put out by what I had said. I have said it enough times and times again.
She did not push the argument. I would always win, so there was no point. But I knew she was content with the way she was.
She gracefully landed herself off her horse. Carefully smoothing out her dress.
We tied our horses and left them, then walked steadily, arm in arm, on the familiar path through the palm trees.
“Have you finished the book I loaned you” she questioned.
“No”, I said distastefully. “It is too much of knight rescuings with damsels in distress. I grew tired of it by the second page.”
“Hmph, well.” She said then.
“Come Babette,” I said cheerfully, “You know I cannot abide such nonsense”
“The happenings between a man and a woman are not nonsense, Renee.”
“The happenings between a man and a woman, what are you talking about”
She smiled knowingly and I was taken aback and suddenly disturbed that Babette knew something I did not. I did not press her, although I desired to know. I did not want her to be the one to appease my ignorance. Whatever it was it could not be of much importance, I told myself. So I forgot about it, and we passed the afternoon merrily. Enjoying the freedom of splashing in the pond completely naked.
It wasn’t until, about six weeks later that the thought came to my mind again.
I was within the stables that evening, brushing my horse contentedly, when I heard a curious sound. It came from nearby, inside a small boarded up space, a little room where we kept the tools.
I went to investigate. The door was slightly ajar making it very easy for me to see and not be seen from the angle from where I stood.
It was two of the slaves, Toni and Joe. The female, her dress was pulled up high and I could see her privates, she was bare. She had her legs wide open, with the male standing close between them.
I quickly took in the differences in their bodies. She small and soft and with a vagina. Something I knew all females had. Although, I did not know it could be invaded.
He, big and hard, and possessed with a different sort of body part, similar to that of what I’ve seen under my horse. What I now know to be his penis.
They were groping each others bodies and… and… kissing heatedly. He held up one slim leg over his muscular arm and I saw him use his bigger body pressing it so intimately into hers. The male was completely naked. He stood tall and strong, and I watched fascinated, as his taunt backside flexed. With each thrust, I heard a moan of ecstasy escape the female. I have never heard such a sensual sound before and it touched me to my core. I did not know why, but, I had suddenly reached for my nipples, the middle of my palms brushing them through my clothing. My eyelids grew heavy, my heart started to beat faster and my breathing became slightly labored. I felt an aching between my legs. A wonderful, alien feeling I did not yet know existed.
I watch as his pace increased. His body slamming into hers.
He was pounding her mercilessly and yet the female clung unto him, her slim fingers digging into his muscled flesh. Her eyes were shut tight. Her face a display of emotions I had yet to comprehend.
I heard the slapping of his balls between them, the slick wetness flowing from her puffy cunt.
He fucked deeper within her, and faster. Causing the boarded walls to shake soundly, with each hard thrust. Her moaning got loader and loader.
I watched as they both cried out, seeming to reach some high, a state of which I knew not. And like that it was over, and I quietly went back towards my horse.
I lay in bed that night trying to relive everything I’d seen. Trying to figure out my own reactions and their meaning.
As I finally drifted off to sleep, my last thought, before my dreams began were,
So this is what Babette knew, these happenings between a man and a woman…..

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Make Me Dinner

Twas with thine sprightly blunderbuss
We walked the winding road
Wilst winter whipped it’s winds around
Snow swirled sweeping round
On Sunday we ate the Jesus wafer
Thine glory is not diminished
But ye that did cleave unto
Mine flesh torpedo
That thou shalt take
Mine flesh torpedo
Whose glory is not diminished
Then you could grab me a beer
And make me dinner.
Her face was thin through vomit
A chemical sheen on her forehead
Caked over a tan booth bronze
Looking at her gave me
a warm scrotal rush that was not unpleasant
And oh to have my stiffened spunk hose
Embraced by the sleek and shiny lips
Lips glossed with
Ultra-lip plumping ingredients
For irresistibly luscious lips
Glazed with unsurpassed shine
Locked around my pole of joy
In a selfless spaghetti suck of love.
Then I’d want that bitch to make me dinner.

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The Masseur 2

This is a story that is a follow up to the earlier Masseur story. It is sepecially for the ladies, but men will most definitely enjoy it, I think. Pleases give me your vote and your comments, if you like it.

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Teen Brothers Growing Up

as this is my first time on here, i hope it fits the criteria and doesnt offend too many .
We were a family containing 4 children , 2 boys 2 girls, we lived in a three bedded house so we had to share rooms, our room was only big enough for a double bed so as two teen boys growing up we were used to sleeping in the same bed and I hadn’t thought anything unusual about it as we had done so all through our lives.
I was a late developer and had only recently began to think about girls and sex and stuff like that. I was quite shy and not confident around girls, although I used to flirt with them I didn’t know how to get close enough to get anywhere near losing my virginity.
Things changed for me one day when we had gone to the local pool for a family day out, I was in the pool when he got out to run and jump back in, I had never even really noticed before that he had grown into a man, I looked at him closely for the first time, I could see his black shiny wet speedos hugging a bulge of man size proportions. I looked intently as he stood there waiting his turn to run and jump back in the pool. his bulge moved as one, swinging side to side as he ran, and bounced with him as he leaped in the water, It was an impressive sight for me , I had never noticed before . I didn’t get another glimpse as he got out the pool and changed before me.
A couple of weeks later as we were lying in bed chatting about nothing in particular,(I had not got a chance to check him out again since the day at the pool) he asked my if I thought our aunt Dawn was hot, I hadn’t really thought about it but I could tell he had , he said he would love to see her naked, and he thought about her a lot. I didn’t think much about it at the time but I guess he must have been a little horny, we changed the subject and started having a play fight as was usual if we were in bed but not sleepy, our frolicking usually meant that we would end up on top of the duvet wrestling and trying to get one another to submit.
The bedroom light was off but the landing light cast a column of light into the room across the bed, as we were play fighting I kept trying to manoeuvre him into the light so I could get a glimpse of his bulge again, I managed to on a couple of occasions , he was wearing a pair of blue and white striped tanga briefs that were full of him. I dunno whether he saw me looking but after about five minutes he reached round and grabbed my crotch, I remember feeling like I had a semi hard on and he squeezed my cock, I so wanted to grab him back but I didn’t have the courage , I must have reacted shocked because he apologised and said his hand slipped, at that he said he needed the loo, he got up off the bed and headed for the bathroom,
I decided I would get into bed and try to get a peek of him as he came back from the bathroom, he seemed to be gone for ages and I must have fell asleep, when I woke in the morning I thought Damn!
The next night, I was determined to get a glimpse of him again so I made sure I was in bed just before him, I managed to get comfy , pretended to be asleep and hoped I was gonna get lucky. He walked in the room unzipped his jeans right in the light from the landing, he pulled them down to reveal the same style tangas, green and white this time, I could see his bulge filling them to bursting, I was surprised how big his balls seemed to be compared to mine. All too soon the show was over and he was in bed covered by the duvet.
I lay there strangely feeling aroused by what I had seen. My mind started to wonder how it would feel to have a set of balls that big, I was horny and I decided to see if I could just reach my arm across and rest my hand on him , hopefully near his bulge, I waited and waited to make sure he was asleep and after a lot of failed attempts to move my arm I did it , I let it rest on him, damn I thought as I realised he was lying on his front. I decided after a minute or so to see if I could just get a feel of his balls from behind, as I inched my hand further down his bum, I could sense that his legs were parted enough for me to get my hand between, I was almost there I could feel the heat coming from his body through his briefs , I was almost at full stretch when I felt his balls for the first time, my cock was on fire, I stayed there excited to be touching him , not wanting him to wake or move .
I stretched my hand and fingers as far as I could under him I started gently stroking his balls, they were twice as big as mine., I remember thinking that I could not fit all of his balls in one hand, and then I suddenly felt something that wasn’t there a second ago, I quickly realised I was feeling a cock becoming erect, it started pulsing and the edge of his cock forced its way into my hand as it throbbed into a full hard on. I was so near to wanting to cum myself I considered pulling my hand away and wanking,
what was I doing ? I had his hard cock and balls in my hand, I wanted to feel it in the flesh but wasn’t able to prise my fingers under without the fear of spoiling what I was enjoying, I tried to feel his cock even more but the force of the erection and the lack of room I had was restricting my movement, but he shifted, slightly raising his ass off the bed and shifted his leg to allow more room, I reacted instinctively and shoved my hand right under him to feel the full extent of his cock, he was big, I couldn’t really tell how big but at least 2 inches bigger than mine. I was in awe. Here I was lying in my bed with my hand on a huge hard on and big juicy balls, I was in ecstasy ,
I could feel his hard cock pulsing and pushing my hand into the bed. I fondled him and stroked him until I was ready to explode I didn’t want to move my hand but I so desperately wanted to release the orgasm building inside me, also I didn’t want to get caught with my hand on my brothers cock. I reluctantly pulled my hand away (to his disappointment I think) and lay on my back I wasted no time , I shuffled away from him and slowly got my cock out, I wanted to wank like mad but I was scared that i’d wake him, I slowly moved my hand up and down thinking about what I’d just done, I was in heaven I must have made too much noise or movement because all of a sudden, he turned over , lifted the duvet and looked at my cock area, I froze , pretending to be asleep hoping he didn’t see me wanking , I just held my hands over my cock conceding that if he had seen mine , he knew his was bigger.
I waited for a few minutes after he’d turned back on his side and wanked slowly to a massive orgasm it felt like It lasted for minutes, it was my best ever orgasm. I was exhausted and my mind rested as I fell asleep.
Next morning he was up and dressed before me, and I didn’t see him all day, I was kind of feeling bad about what I’d done the night before……… but before long my thoughts were all coming from my groin area, I wanted to feel him again.
So as bed time came around I again made an early exit to the bedroom, quickly got undressed and waited for him to come upstairs . When he eventually came to bed, I pretended to be asleep as the night before and sure enough, he undid his jeans and pulled them down to reveal his bulging package. Again I was hard in an instant, he got in bed and settled down to sleep. I was hoping I was going to be able to feel him again tonight, but I didn’t know if it would work out. I waited a while….. not as long as last night but still long enough to make my balls ache with desire for a touch of his manhood.
I made sure I was in a position to reach over him as I did the night before, but tonight I could sense he was on his side facing away from me. Not as easy as laying on his back , but much better than laying on his front. I worked out where my hand needed to be to make an easy adjustment to get to him and went for it. I shifted enough to make a seemingly innocent movement to lay my hand on him,
I could feel the elastic waistband on his briefs under my fingers, I was hard as rock and I wanted to get my hand on him, I rested my hand there until I thought I could inch my way closer to my goal. I moved my hand gingerly over him and rested when I could feel the material of his briefs at the tip of my fingers, I was breathing hard and having trouble keeping my erection from touching him. I bravely lifted my fingers and let my hand slip over him, I was there ……… my hand was covering his bulging manliness, it was soft and warm under my hand. I slowly began to move my fingers around him caressing his balls and feeling the form of his flaccid cock. As my hand caressed him I felt that same pulsing throb of an erection emerging, my heart raced , my cock throbbed also as I felt him growing in my hand.
He felt as big tonight as he did last night, his cock arched over his balls forcing me to hold him tight so I could still feel all of him. I fondled him gently , I wanted to touch him in the flesh …. I wanted to feel the softness of his ball and the hardness of his cock in my hand, I tried to prise the side of his briefs up so I could reach in and touch him but the material was under too much tension from his erection, as I struggled, he shifted his leg slightly , allowing a little more freedom to his briefs, I hook my finger underneath and for the first time I was touching his cock, I figured he wanted me to touch him at this point, I was getting brave without too much hesitation I slipped my hand in and grasped his cock, it was rock hard and thick , my fingers we not able to wrap all the way around, I loved the feeling of him in my hand I reached down and gently stroked his balls, then moved my hand up and down his long slightly curved shaft.
He let out a deep breath and sighed as I moved my hand up and down, occasionally I would pull my hand all the way over the head of his cock and pull the foreskin down to reveal his sensitive bulbous head to my gentle caressing touch. I carried on doing this for a few minutes and I noticed his breathing was getting more shallow and rapid, that when I realised I was gonna make him cum,
my heart pounded with excitement, my cock screamed for attention but I just carried on making him feel good, I felt his cock stiffen,I could sense the bed under me vibrating from his shaking body as I felt his hot cum flowing through his cock, I wanted to feel it erupt from him so I moved my hand to the head of his cock as he spurted his hot spunk over my hand, the bed and his briefs, my fingers were covered as I continued to pleasure him, I could feel his body relax as his erection slowing waned, I held him in my hand for a while longer then placed his cock back in his cum soaked briefs, I rested my hand on his crotch for a while before he turned onto his front and went to sleep.
I turned my attention my own, small by comparison cock and balls , I took little time to reach my moment of ecstasy wanking my self into a frenzy with my hand that had only minutes before been covered in my brothers cum. My orgasm was even more intense than the night before, I didn’t try and stifle the fact I was cumming I just enjoyed the moment and cum all over my belly and chest. As I lay there in wonderment at what had just happened I relaxed and went to sleep.
When I awoke the next day, I had to take stock. Did I really do what I did ? Why did I enjoy it so much ? I didn’t have any answers but I knew I would like to do it again.
There is more to share if anyone is interested.
Constructive criticism appreciated as this is my first post.

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My first experience with a dog

At first i want to introduce myself for you, that you can imagine how i look alike. My name is Laura and i am 23 years old. I have long black hair and brown eyes. At this time in the year i have a dark taint. I am 5 foot and 6 inches tall and my wheight is about 123 pounds. I have the right curves at the right places. I have round and firm B-cups and an ass, the most men like. Round and big with very soft skin. Altough i am not a latina, i am latin looking like.

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Vickie’s Abduction part 4

They all agree that he has given them the most exciting sex of their entire lives and do not want to lose that. They all agree that he has shown them the pleasure of the dark kinky side of sex which excites them all.