Bondage and restriction - Page 174

Two women are walking down the street talking to one another when a guy approaches them and said he needed help. The two girls were very sexually active and was on there way home to please one another

Amanda was exited. It was the morning of her 18th birthday. She had woken up early, done some yoga and had a healthy breakfast. Now she was at the mall, shopping for clothes for the party

Taylor woke up utterly spent. The cum on her face and chest had dried and hardened, and her own dried juices coated her snatch and thighs. When she slid out of bed, she almost fell. Her legs were wobbly and abs ached from all of the orgasms

Aaaahhhh! Alas another Saturday. A day of leisure. I don’t have to worry about traffic jams that make me late for work or what my boss, ‘fat ass’ Katie will have to say about it

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Samantha Lockhart stretched, pushing her C cup breasts out, arching her back and moaning in pleasure. It had been a long and tiring day. Her boss was a ass, demanding and never pleased with anything she had done. Readjusting her skirt that only fell mid-thigh she walked out to her car

**First Encounter** James and Lizzy had been chatting on line for a while about anything and everything. James came to feel as if he knew and loved this woman and wanted her for his slave hoping to make it a long term relationship

He was not good looking and disabled spending most of his time on his bed st up in his apartments living room for convenience. He admitted that he was old (fifty eight years old) and fat

I sit in the hotel room alone, nervously waiting for your arrival. My heart is pounding my mind is racing. I have dreamed of this moment since we first messaged one another

Part 14 – The Girl I can hardly breathe. I can hardly think. I'm so fucking cold. My hands hurt so fucking much. Shocks of pain shooting up my arms. My fucking shoulders. I can feel myself trying to breathe. I'm so cold. My eyes are hardly open

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White slavery or is it Really part 1 A young white girl after returning to the states due to the death of her father, quickly becomes an oversexed young teenager, and incurs one incredible sexual experience after another

One warm evening in the late spring before our final exams, the first we’d be taking since turning eighteen, when I was round at my half-Japanese girlfriend Lucy's after school, she was about to pull my trousers down to give me a blowjob when her mum walked in

I heard her walk out into the hallway and turn towards the bedroom instead of out towards the living room. The move puzzled me but not that much, I figured that she was just going to find some clothes to put on before coming out

Yvonne, over a couple of years, had found many sex sites where she could lust over the wonderful photos and videos that turned her on so much

My name is Alex I’m 16 years old and live in a house with two devils. Most females find me attractive but I don’t see the big deal. I’m 6” feet tall and have a built body from playing football and track

Kelly, had turned 26, she was a nurse at the hospital in town

The Farm, Ep. 1 I sat on my front porch as I did every Sunday evening: listening, watching, waiting. My eyes stretched as far as they would carry me, to the east end of the property, where my gravel driveway disappeared into the tree line

I was shaking from the cold, the humiliation…and the fear. My father had caught me playing with myself in the bathtub, and he had snapped. After he had pulled me up by the hair so that I was kneeling in the bathtub, he had slapped and punched me until I started crying

Chapter 1 I had been really excited to go to high-school. I wanted nothing more than to finally abandon my boring primary school and join the grown-ups. In primary school I would usually stroll down the hallways, having only but my thoughts as occupation