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My husband Neil and I had been married for many years before our relationship became what it is today. We always had an active sex life, feeling quite comfortable with each other experimenting sexually came naturally. It was not until we hit a bit of a slump in our love life that we started to try and really mix things up. I had always felt more comfortable with him in charge, when he came up with ideas of things to do I always enjoyed them more than if I had thought of them. Neil always liked to give my ass a playful smack as I would walk by. I never complained like most woman would have, in fact I kinda liked it. When he suggested one night that he would like to tie me up and fuck me I was surprised yet at the same time I started to get very aroused. That night he took the ties from our housecoats and some soft lengths of cloth and tied me spread eagle on the bed. Neil then told me I was his property for the night and he would do with me as he pleased. I was to call him Master till he was finished and promised me I would love every minute of it. That night didn't amount to much more than him eating me till I was ready to scream then he moved up to my mouth and I was instructed to suck his cock. |
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I was walking down the street one winter evening; I was wearing blue jeans, a red polo-neck jumper, and trainers. However, what I'm wearing on the outside doesn't matter; it's what I'm wearing beneath my "ordinary" clothes that matters, that is anything but ordinary. Because I am wearing bra and knickers that are pink satin with black lace, lilac socks with multi coloured hearts and flowers, a gorgeous pastel rose shade of twinkly nail varnish on my toes (unfortunately not my fingernails!) A light pink leather collar with a pink heart tag that says "Sarah" padlocked around my neck, I also have matching wrist and ankle cuffs padlocked around my wrists and ankles. I've also got a butt-plug locked inside me by a special chastity belt which holds my cock down and makes my silhouette like a woman's, it also forces me to pee like a woman as well! All of which is covered by my polo neck and jeans. A little further down the street there was a small group of girls they see me and talk amongst themselves and as I weave myself through them they grab my arms and collar, it was as if they knew it was there, I don't get it how did they know it was there?! They then held a cloth to my mouth and nose (soaked with which I later found out to be chloroform) and everything went black. |
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A girlfriend of mine, Julie, was a good friend and we would hang out once in a while to go out to clubs and do some shopping and basically look for men. We had been friends for a couple years (I had met her through another friend of mine as well at a party she had one summer). I started hanging out with Julie more because she was single (like I am) and she didn’t have any kids yet so we were both looking to go party and go out to clubs and things like that. Our other friends were mostly married and didn’t have a lot of time to do fun stuff.
One time, she was planning on going back to her home town near Seattle and visit her family where she grew up, and she was going to stay there a couple weeks. She lived by herself in her apartment and she a 2 cats that needed to be taken care of. She asked me to feed them twice a day so I said sure, I would be happy to look after them and water her plants as well. She said to go ahead and sleep over in her bed since her apartment was close to my work, and I had to feed the cats early before work anyway. |
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It had been a long time since I had met a woman who shared my smoking fetish. So as I set off to a local theatre to watch an amateur dramatic society's version of A Midsummer Nights Dream that thought was a long way from my mind. However as I stood in the foyer before the performance having a cool glass of wine I couldn't help looking around to see which women were smoking.
For as long as I could remember I have always been turned on by women smoking and have met a few who have shared this fetish with some very sexy and pleasurable experiences. My eyes gazed around to see several women enjoying a cigarette before the performance started. Not wishing to sound snobbish but as it was a Shakespearian play you tended to get a better class of person.
After a few minutes I went in the auditorium and took my seat. It was a reasonable but not outstanding performance and after about an hour the curtain came down for the interval. I made my way out to the bar and got a glass of white wine. Once again I glanced around and watched women enjoying a cigarette and quite a few took my fancy and I feasted my eyes on them as they inhaled and exhaled. |
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I've always wanted to make sure I was set in life before I had kids. I wanted to be a college grad, maybe a businesswoman, with a wonderful husband.
As life happened, and tiny tragedies ate away at my dreams, I began to accept I would never be that independent, wealthy woman I once dreamed of being.
I enrolled at a community college and took some general courses. Being a fairly pretty girl, I met a boy, and the obvious happened.
He was my first. We had sex pretty often, always with protection, but I always craved more.
I was almost resentful. He was perfectly contented to have that piece of rubber between us as we made love.
That's when I began venturing away from my boyfriend. I felt confident that I was a good love maker, and I wanted the same. I dressed sexier, and batted my eyelashes as I pleased. |
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I remember the first time with an almost crystal clarity. My first taste of a bit of leather. Like any other adolescent boy I had fantasies of bedding quite a few of the girls I knew. One of these fantasies concerned a young lady by the name of Diane, whose last name shall go unmentioned.
Diane was a very pert young lady, very active, always smiling. Brown hair in a short style that actually did wonders accenting her face. She had full, pouting lips and gray eyes that sparkled like moonlight on the ocean. I used to just stare at her body when it seemed no one was paying attention. I would dream of how she looked nude, which wasn't really hard because of the clothes she wore. Nothing really revealing but enough to let you know that she had a body that perfectly complimented that beautiful face. I know she stood 5'6" and I would have guessed that she was about a 34B-22-34 or somewhere there about. |
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Sue decided to attend a Junior college near where we lived. She had only been out of high school a short time but we had been together for nearly four years. It all started when she ran away from home because her stepfather could not keep his hands off her. She ended up on my doorstep when my stepdaughter brought her home tired, dirty, hungry and horny. Well one thing led to another and we ended up together.
Sue always was a handful. She thought she didn't have to listen to anyone and wanted no rules to follow. Sandra my stepdaughter complained that Sue got away with murder in class. I asked her what she meant and Sandra told me Sue would wear short skirts and flash people during class. She said she always wore panties but would pull them up real tight so you could see her pussy and her butt. I asked Sandra what we should do and she had a great idea. That Tuesday night she invited some people over to study.
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