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I didn’t move much, letting Karen sleep after the orgasm I had given her, but an hour later, my wife was once again awake and in the mood.
And so, here we were, in front of my door, seconds after our first fight in which I learned that I wasn’t just dating Sue, but that in a way, I was also expected to please Annie.
I nervously drove home from work. I had no idea what my evening would entail, but I quickly noticed that all of the blinds and drapes were closed…
I sat on our bed once the kids were asleep and looks through our private bathroom door toward the new door opened to Jill’s bedroom.
I was still talking to Hugo when he entered the room.
My husband, my hunk of a man. The only person I ever loved.
So there I was, standing in front of a bed with 12 people currently having sexual activities. I wouldn’t say they were having sex, simply because a lot of the action didn’t seem to be directly sexual.
Eventually, she signaled me to get out of the room; she left Simon there, but put a bathrobe on.
We went in the lobby, where she gave me instructions. She then called Jeff to join us.
Tiffany and I wished a good evening to Alexandra as we got off from the monorail and quickly reached a shower near our house.
Dorothy quickly enough found her way back to me after leaving Simon in the bath.
“Now little bitch, what are we going to do with you?”
When I was young, I believed that love was between a man and a woman, but as I grew up, I began to realize that it was a little more complex than this simple truth taught us by fairy tales.
This morning, I slowly opened the door to my master’s room: Often, he would sleep longer than I did, and I was forbidden to wake him up. But this time, he was already all dressed up formal, wearing a nice shirt and a nice tie. Read More…
I was still in the bath, enjoying the few minutes I still had to myself when Emily came bursting through the room, naked.
Getting Kylie sealed to me was most likely the most fun I’ve had since I entered college.
Seeing my naked roommate kneel before me in shame and humiliation only increased my attraction to her forbidden fruit.
When he stood up, I grabbed him with one arm and untied my bathrobe with the other. Being in the state of unbalance, he fell on the bed, lying on his back. I stood up, let the bathrobe fall of the floor, and threw myself naked at him.
From the outside, the little houses looked desperately tiny. At first, I had imagined a couple living in each of the metal containers and found them terribly inadequate.
So, I am not really bisexual. I prefer men above women most of the time. Well, I also prefer Pedro above most men, but that’s another discussion.
Lindsey had barely recovered from her triple play when she learned she already had a new customer.
She had rested a little in the client’s bath after he was gone but she still felt a little overwhelmed by the few hours she had spent in his company.
The kids somehow got to bed a little earlier than usual. There was a lot of sexual tension in the house and everyone seemed on the edge. Read More…
Finally, I was 19. I woke up for the last time in my bed. Tonight, I would be sleeping in my new house; probably in bed with my new master. I was so excited. Read More…
When I woke up, I was disoriented. Waking up in my bed was really frightening. I was awoken up by my alarm clock, which was very strange compared to being waked up by a human being.
My father was next. He came rushing in.
“Is it true? You want to become a whore?”
“No dad, I don’t want to become a whore. I simply decided that the best way to serve my two years term was as a class S slave”
Finally, we were home from supper. I must admit that eating out with my boyfriend was fun. Now that were back however, I could only think about my previous supper I finished eating on the floor, next to Candy. Read More…
As planned, at the end of the day Jill and I picked up a few of her things and we quickly left for the house. Read More…
After a long and restful night, my alarm clock woke me up next to Suzy. Somehow, we both slept under the sheet despite having fallen asleep on top of them. Perhaps it was my wife that tucked me in this time around. Read More…
The Mansion looked like it was frozen, unaffected by the passage of time or its use by it’s inhabitants. It looked cold, distant, uninterested as if it didn’t care what happens inside it’s walls. Read More…