Norman had finally persuaded Jenny to do him. Sure, they had experimented with anal play for some time now, and she had even inserted a couple of fingers into him once or twice. She was reluctant to do even that because it was perverted and “dirty.” But she wanted to please him, and he talked her into trying it… just this once. A week later there was a nondescript package lying on their doorstep. That on-line toyshop certainly did ship promptly. They unwrapped it together, he with eager anticipation, she apprehensively. There it was, a black harness with a chrome ring. Cocooned in bubble wrap was the payload, a realistically styled eight-inch silicone dildo. They almost overlooked the small squeeze-tube of water-based lube. It was several days before she worked up the courage to try it. They were making love, and Norm had just brought her to a second orgasm by sucking on her clit. She was oddly reluctant to be penetrated, but he was entitled to his pleasure, too. She caressed his ass with a wicked gleam and reached back into the far recesses of her underwear drawer. “Bend over the bed and relax. You wanted this, and now you’re gonna get it.” Eyes closed, and his chest sinking into the soft mattress, he felt her finger gently rubbing between the split of his buttocks, then withdrawing. Now the finger was back, and there was something cold and wet there and it was pressing into his hole, then sliding in. Now there were two fingers in him and wetness was dripping out of him and running down his left thigh. “I think you’re overdoing it with the lube, hon.” “Well, let me know when you’re ready. I wasn’t too keen on this idea in the first place, and maybe I just want to get it over with.”
Free Gallery Here
“I appreciate it, baby, believe me. Pleasuring me like this is a very loving way of caring for me.” Oddly enough, the simple act of snapping the dildo through the harness ring sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. Why was that? She was about to do something twisted and sick. She was going to stick this silly cock-lookalike deep into his bunghole like she was a queer fucking another queer. The more she thought about how perverted it was, the more it turned her on. This is sick, so SICK. And somehow fascinating. She held on to his hips and gingerly pressed the dildo’s bulbous tip against his opening. “Does that hurt?” “No. So far, so good. Push into me slowly.” She moved her hips toward him and pressed forward slightly. His hole dimpled inward, then opened up. The dildo seemed to pop past a slight resistance, and the length of it began disappearing into him, into his body, *into his hole*. The sight of his asshole stretching and widening, then clamping down as the silicone cock slid into him made her shudder. She was doing it! SHE WAS FUCKING HIM IN THE ASS! There was a sound like crashing surf in her ears and her legs were trembling. Her pussy was spasming. She had just had her third orgasm. “Hello? Honey? You still there?” Read more
Pandora was a very naughty girl. She was also selfish and oversexed. She only ever thought about her own pleasure. Her boyfriend was a very good person, he loved her so much that he put up with all her faults, and she used him in every sense. Also her sexual appetite was enormous, she couldn’t get enough of it, and she needed a minimum of 10 orgasms a day. She masturbated frequently when she was alone, and when she wasn’t she got her boyfriend to give her several orgasms through oral sex. When she had had enough, she rarely wanted to pleasure him, all that mattered was herself. Her boyfriend fantasized with anal sex, but she didn’t want to know, as she knew that she wasn’t going to get an orgasm that way. Pandora was also very lazy. She lived off her boyfriend. She spent most of her time at home, or shopping. She didn’t even know what he worked as, it just wasn’t interesting to Pandora, as long as there was plenty of money for her. One week he had to go for a business trip leaving Pandora on her own. The third day of his absence an enormous box came through the post. Pandora put it in the living room and didn’t give it a second thought. However, two days later Pandora was bored, and she felt curious to know what was inside. That night, when her boyfriend called she told him about the parcel. – ” A Big box came for you through the post, would you like me to open it for you?” – No, just put it in my study – said her boyfriend in an offhand manner. – “Why not? Come on, let me open it… – said Pandora in her whinnying tone.
Free Gallery Here
- ” I said no, it’s not your parcel, just forget about it, it’s just something to do with work, I will open it when I get back, okay?” And with that he hung up. Poor Pandora, she just couldn’t forget about the box. Hour after hour she looked at it, thinking what could be inside. Finally, curiosity got the better off her, and making all sorts of excuses in her mind she ripped the parcel’s paper off, and opened the box. She really had no idea what could be inside, but she certainly didn’t expect what she found, there was what seemed to be some sort of sexual toy, what looked like a stainless steel chastity belt. It was so beautiful, Pandora was very taken by it, and she couldn’t resist getting undressed and putting it on. She had no intention to lock it, she just held it up to her waist to see the effect, but as she did so, the two ends snapped shut, pulled by some sort of powerful magnetic attraction. The belt was fastened tight, it was a perfect fit. Pandora looked at herself nervously. She loved the sexy effect of the belt. She fingered the meshed area where she could pee without touching her clit and pussy. She felt her ass, so exposed and free from the restraining belt, and twisted her head to see how it looked. A closer look at the belt showed her that there didn’t seem to be a lock, she couldn’t even see the joins that had clicked together when she put the belt on. She began to feel very nervous, she looked in the box to see if some keys or instructions were there, but there was nothing. She tugged at the belt, trying to pull it off, but she couldn’t. Read more
I had just finished my shower for the night and decided to check my email, when I heard a knock at my door. Not thinking about how I was dressed, panties and a long t-shirt, I went to see who it was. I opened the door and saw it was HIM! I opened my mouth to speak but HE quickly placed HIS hand over my mouth and spun me around, clasping me to his chest before I could move. He shut and locked the door behind us and walked me into the living room with his hand over my mouth. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a bit gag and forced it into my mouth, tying it tightly. He then pulled out a length of rope and pulled my hands behind my back and tied my wrists together tightly, with my palms facing out.
Free Gallery Here
As he stepped in front of me I noticed a large blue bag slung over his shoulder. He set it down, reached inside and pulled out several lengths of rope. The first he used to tie my ankles together tightly, then snuggly wrapped the second around my arms at my elbows, pulling my shoulders back and pushing my chest out. God, I was getting so hot feeling his hands one me. What was going to happen to me! I soon found out! After tying my elbows tightly, he wrapped the third length of rope tightly around my legs just below my knees. He then reached up and RIPPED my shirt off, exposing my breasts! My pussy was already getting wet! He then reached down and tore my panties off, leaving me naked in my living room. I was glad my room mate was gone for the weekend. I was then forced to my knees and he pushed my head to the floor, my ass sticking up in the air. I felt so exposed! I heard him rummaging through the bag he had brought, and wondered what was next! I felt something slowly slide into my hot, wet pussy. It was a dildo! It stretched comfortably as he eased it in. It felt wonderful! He looped two ropes under my body and over my shoulders, then I felt two more drape over my ass and up to my shoulders, where he pulled them tight; setting the dildo snuggly into my pussy, and pulling the two ropes tightly down my ass. God I felt so helpless and wet in this position. He could do anything to me and I wouldn’t be able to resist. Read more
Newcastle University was great, away from home, meeting new people and being able to do what I wanted without having to justify everything in front of my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow students and the course. Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a huge party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the girls more grown-up.
Free Gallery Here
That particular Friday Dan, Mike and I walked first to the sports bar on the ground floor. After a couple of pints in town we got another round of lager before we decided to check the union out. As usual most students got completely drunk in the basement and we walked upstairs. At 11:30 it was still quiet and we found a table to sit down, listening to the music, talking and checking out the girls arriving. Most of them looked average even though, most of them had a nice body and dressed sexy, either in tops and tight jeans or short skirts. Some of them even turned up in nearly see through tops. As every Friday it was a good show and by 12 the place was crowed. Most of the girls danced in small groups, surrounded by fellow students watching them. I got up and walked to the bar, getting another round of lager when I saw Clair. Clair is a cute girl from our course, a bit smaller than I, about 5’5. Her body seemed to be perfect and her tight top covered some nicely shaped breasts. She smiled at me when she saw me and I made my way through the crowed to meet her. Read more
It’s a hundred dollars to use the sex machine in the public restroom. Insert a couple of fifty-dollar coins into the payment slot to remain anonymous, though of course it’s more convenient to just let the data terminal do a neural scan and auto-debit your account. A hundred bucks buys ten minutes. Upon payment approval, the mirror slides back, revealing an oval opening. Depending on the option chosen, the window gives access to either bare buttocks or an erect penis. That leaves the customer the choice of either penetrating or being penetrated. I’m pretty conventional in my preferences, so I usually choose BUTTOCKS-FEMALE, and, depending on my mood at the moment, insert my hard flesh either into the exposed pussy or asshole. Every once in a while, I get an itch deep inside my gut and touch the selector for PENIS-(LARGE). Then I give in to my deepest, darkest desires and scratch that damn itch by easing myself down on a hard cock.
Free Gallery Here
There’s also the BUTTOCKS-MALE option for those preferring to fuck male ass. I’ve indulged in that often enough, but still find little difference between the sensation of being inside a male or a female ass. Real connoisseurs, though, claim that plundering a man’s ass is the caviar of sex. Active-penetrative sex, anyway. That’s probably somewhat of an exaggeration. I stepped onto the Mu-metal platform and fed the last of my carefully hoarded spare change into the slot. I prefer the anonymity that cold, hard cash gives, and anyhow my e-bucks account has been flat lining lately. Being jobless does have its disadvantages. The auto sensing hydraulics adjusted my elevation to optimal height opposite the service window. This puts the customer’s groin (or ass) directly opposite the the opening. What would I choose this time? Well, why not? Since I was now flat broke, I might as well have caviar. I stroked the keypad and the window gave me access to a perfect ass. Read more
It sickened him. His new girlfriend had an obsession with “the anal thing.” Now *that* he had never done. It had overtones of filth and perversion. It was the way queers had sex! And yet . . . She did have a nice behind. He loved to run his hands over its sweetly flowing contours. It was a classic, fully rounded and padded model, unlike the skinny boy-butts fashionable nowadays. He got hard just thinking about it. Why not? If she wanted it that badly . . . But, damn, that was where *poop* came from. The thought of sticking his cock into that disgusting, stinking hole –
Free Gallery Here
“Hobbie, do I have to beg? I *need* it there. That’s the only way I’ve ever been able to come. At least *try* it. If you love me . . . ” Love. The magic word. He knew raging passion, but love? What the hell could that be? Maybe . . . maybe what he was starting to feel for Carla. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing her. “Yes, Hobson, I’ll wash thoroughly. I’ll even do an enema to clean out inside. No trace of my shit will contaminate that pristine cock of yours.” Read more
