I was late out of college and when I got home I rushed up stairs and had a quick shower, shave and brushed of my teeth. I was determined to smell nice tonight. I was just throwing a wash bag and some books in to my rucksack when the doorbell rang. My sister called out "Jamie, its your date's parents"She was clearly amused by this. I rushed down stairs giving my sister a glare and got into the back of Mercedes waiting for me at the curve. It was my first sleep over at my girlfriend's house and they had kindly agreed to give me a lift.
My name is Clair and I am a Dom. My last Sub eloped with his boy friend and I am now in the business of finding and training up a new Sub. I promise you this I will not go easy on the training, this time the Sub is for keeps. I invited, Samuel a friend's teenage son around today. He was a listless individual who dropped out of almost everything he did. The rest of his family was appreciative of my life style and thought what I had in mind could either be the making or breaking of him. His one saving grace was that he was very fit and by the way he filled out his jeans was clearly very well endowed. I had a proposition for him and I also wanted to fuck him senseless.
Her breathing was fast and deep as she took the last few steps up the well-worn path - partly from exertion, partly because she had been filled with nervous energy from the moment he had given her the instructions over IM earlier. Put your Ben Wa balls in and go for a walk on the cliffs. Do you have a favorite walk? Can you imagine how turned on you'll be after walking there with them inside you? It'll be torture. You'll be desperate to cum. I will take my toys with me, find a quiet spot on the beach and make yourself cum.
"He said 'we certainly made her airtight last night' and then the rest of them laughed." Ann was cradling the phone against her shoulder as she studied her nails and relayed the overheard conversation to her best friend Shelly. "What does that mean?" Shelly's perplexed voice indicated that it didn't make any sense to her either. "How should I know? I only heard them while waiting for the bus next to the locker-room. They sounded like they had fun." "Who had fun?" Ann's brother was standing in her doorway looking at his 18-year old sister who was sitting cross-legged on her bed, cradling the phone.
My sexual awakening really began when I finally gave in and revealed to my husband my desire to be submissive. No, not the master/slave scenarios that seem to be so predominant and to my mind borders on abuse. No, not the spank me until I cry and can't sit down for a week activities that would label me a masochist. No, I don't want to be violently raped, even by my own husband in the name of sexual freedom. What I was looking for was to be able to surrender completely to my husband and allow him to have his way with me, over and over again.
My girlfriend is always willing to try new things when it comes to our bedroom activities and while she is normally not inclined to suggest an idea she is more than happy to entertain my wishes and fantasies. I'm sure that part of the reason for her enthusiasm is that my fantasies are almost exclusively about giving her bigger, better and more frequent orgasms. What more could a girl ask for? She has found herself tied down, spread-eagled, blindfolded and gagged, shuddering through climax after climax as I ravaged her glistening pussy with my cock.
I am SO pissed off! I woke up late, cut myself shaving then run outside as it started to rain and me without a rain Mac! I am so fed up! I was having such a great dream too before I woke up to find just how late I'd slept in. All about Jenny. Jenny's this girl who works in the same block of offices as I do, I noticed her the day I started, she's so hot, curvy and sensual with eyes that just delve into your soul so damn sexy! It's her fault I am late. Well Not physically her but I was having the most wonderful dream about her and I making wild and passionate love together. In fact I have been having this kinda dream since I saw her.
I had a dream last night, I know not the most original of first lines but stick with me: I promise it gets better. I was walking down a long corridor with a lush red carpet and orange toned walls; people were milling all around me, entering doors or just walking like me. It was a while before I started noticing the signs on the doors I was walking past. WATERSPORTSHORSE RIDINGFOODThey all seemed quite innocent at first, then the signs started to become more blatantBONDAGEANALRAPEI watched people as they marched confidently into these rooms until I came upon one that made me look twice.
She was not the type to do this and neither he had assured her, was he. They met over lunch. He could find nowhere else to sit in the busy café but at her table. They had made polite small talk and suddenly found themselves laughing and giggling like old pals. "So where are you staying?" He asked her in that heart-melting accent of his. "Oh just at the local hotel." She stammered back very much aware of her clear English accent in contrast to his soft lilting American one. He continued to chat, telling her about all the tourist hotspots of his home town and the places she should avoid. "I could really do with a tour guide" She sighed "I feel very overwhelmed in this country.
We were lying snugly in bed, lazily stroking fingers over body parts in an easy invitation to lovemaking when my husband said to me"I love the feel of this new satin top as I slide my hands over your body.""Why thank you Love. I love the feel of you feeling me whilst I have it on." I giggled huskily, gasping as his large manly hand cupped my breast; His fingers seeking out my nipple and teasing it into full bloom. I love satin. The soft smooth coolness of it against my skin makes me feel sexy and sensual. Just putting on such a garment gets me wet and excited longing for my husbands touch.