Domination and submission - Page 313

Today was the day I would cross the line again. It was a typical day in the office, everybody was working on the current projects to meet the approaching deadlines. After the general staff meeting I asked my co-worker if we could talk in detail about the more urgent matters
I and MANISH KUMAR are close friends. We are doing 12th.Our public exams are to start soon. So we decided to do night study in any of our house. I am RAJ KAMAL, i was 18 and manish turned 18 just one week b4. Though we are of same age, manish is 6 month younger than me
its been a few weeks now and i have been living as a woman. although i still have a cock its strictly for my sperm. my misstresses milk me often and then sell my sperm on the internet
Sue’s friends had told her about this club while she was extremely relaxed. Relaxed as in a couple of bottles of wine and more than one roll your own with a generous portion of wacky, so it was not surprising that she had been interested and even willing to give it a try
Moving to a new town and a new school is one of the hardest things a teenage girl can do, to leave behind every friend I have made and have to start all over again, to make new friends, get used to the town, the school and the teachers
My name is Jennifer. I’m 37 years old, mother to two children, and married for 14 years. My husband who recently turned 40 is an attractive, intelligent, successful, and a terrific provider to our children whom he loves dearly
Jim knew his wife was cheating on him, but he'd never caught her, and if he brought it up he knew she'd deny it. At first he thought it was hot, thinking someone else also desired your wife was a bit of a turn on; he wanked himself silly sometimes just thinking about it
Brian sat in the arm chair in the lounge- watching some crap on tv. The curtains were drawn- part from a gap- where sunshine was lighting the dust particles in the room. He could here children laughing and playing outside
Hand of Love Ed was walking down a dark street on night, alone, but not drunk. He was too sad to get drunk. Instead he chose the long walk home in the rain through the park. As he entered the grassy boundaries of the park he noticed a hump on one of the benches
"Sorry" I said cowering back as I bumped into a 12 grade senior on my way to my third period science class. Finally, I got there without anymore trouble or worries and as I sat down I saw her
No Introductions In memory of an actual encounter. Although some of names have been changed, To protect every one involved. First of all to give some explanation, it’s late winter early spring now. I’m out in the yard getting things ready for summer
I waited for about ten of the longest minutes of my life for Brooke before I saw her enter the hallway to the café. She had a perky expression on her face and came up to me and gave me a big wet kiss and I hugged her
This is my entry in the "Calling All Writers - Chapter 6" challenge on the Sex Stories forum on www.xnxx.com. (That's for those pricks who steal stories and post them elsewhere
It was another bright spring day as James and Bayonetta made their way up the long walkway to Jeanne’s estate. The compound was well fortified with a chain link fence, a brick wall, a guard station and several guard dogs
Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off-chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the descriptions of living arrangements or furniture
Amber giggled, blushing, and quivering with excitement as her father rubbed the head of his hard cock on her stiff little nipple. "And Dickie the Explorer makes it to the top of the hill, and does his victory dance." Eric said playfully
Cock Worshipper – Part 6 One more thing happened when I was 19 that still lingers in my mind actually in an amazingly erotic way. I kid you NOT, this, like all of what I am telling you about, is TRUE
Note 1: I’m not a professional writer. All comment are welcome the bad, good and the ugly Note 2: If you don’t like humiliation, pain and the Dom/sub master/slave role then exit now and don’t read this story Note 3: My first story I wrote was how my daughter became my slave
d by an impromptu foursome when Jackson brought friends home, and when she did wake it was to find Jackson spooning her, one arm under her with his arm curled around to grope her tits while his other arm was slung over her waist with his hand busy at work between her legs, roughly massaging her clit
2 days 7 hours and 14 minutes since he last talked to her. She wasn't a stalker but she was starting to feel the grips of obsession taking her over. The past few days and nights her mind was unable to focus on anything besides him and the last time they were together
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