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by: WickedGoober | Making a Sandwich
| Latest post Nov 6, 08 by WickedGoober
Turkey, mustard, tomatoes, romaine, a knife, a cutting board, and of course, wheat bread are out on the oak table. Having arthritis in my back, it's hard for me to sit down for long periods of time, so the breakfast table is now just a transitional area between hunger and consummation. After cutting a few slices off the tomato, I wrap it in cellophane and lick my fingers. Grabbing it, I walk across the kitchen and put it in the vegetable drawer, pulling out a slice of American I had forgotten.
"Hey, what's up? Where's my sandwich?"
Julia's bright green eyes were taunting me from my table, as I walked back up to it. For a second, I wanted to rub my hand down her smooth arm, but I decided against it, and started to unwrap my cheese. The plastic fell to the floor, and Julia bumped me grabbing it off the floor. I couldn't help but take a step back while she bent in the somewhat short skirt.
"Dammit."
She bounced back up, an inquisitive look on her face, "What?"
The way her lips curved, so rounded. The way her hair fell just to her shoulders, slightly curling, red and blond veining through the dark brown. Everything about her was round. There were no sharp corners to get caught up on. "Julia? Would you do something for me?"
Her downcast eyes lifted, "Whatcha want?"
"I want you to tell me what kind of underwear you're wearing."
She smirked and didn't answer. "All right then, little girl. Turn around."
Wrapping my arms around her shoulders, I buried my nose in her raspberry scented hair. I pulled her hair back, and let my lips just graze her neck before I took a step back from her. "Grab your ankles."
Without protest, she bent down and grabbed her ankles. Her skirt rose, and only needed a little flip to bear her bare ass. I choked back a groan. "Why do you do this to me, you minx?"
I felt her chuckle, and wiggle her hips. My hands roamed, caressing from her thighs to her lower back. I pulled the elastic of my flannels down below my now-saluting member.
She knew where she was supposed to be, and was doubled over almost right under the standing table. Taking her hips in my hands, I slowly pulled her cheeks apart to look at her pink core, and a small star-shaped pucker. My ring and middle finger investigated her always soaked pussy. Slowly, I let my cock rest at her entrance, then submerge.
My possession of her was a languid procedure, as practiced as the making of a sandwich. Her tight pussy practically sucked me in like a mouth. I heard her moaning lightly into the wooden floor. I laid the slices of bread one next to the other. On the left side, I dropped the lettuce. To avoid saturating my bread with mustard, I always let the greenery be the buffer between taste and wheat.
I pulled out of Julia again, her body shivering. Every time I entered her, I did it from a different angle, stretching her and making her moan uncontrollably.
The turkey went on the right side, followed by the cheese, followed by two slivers of tomato. Putting the two halves together, I felt Julia quake below, her cunt wrapping around my cock like a taut wire. Drawing from her heat, my cock was covered in her fluids. My fingers pulled out a gooey trail, and rubbed it tentatively on her pucker hole. "Wait, John."
"No."
"John."
My dick pressured her virgin pith. "Honey, it'll be okay."
Not once did she let go of her ankles. I picked up my sandwich, taking a bite. My other hand held Julia's back steady as I gently seized her. When I was finally immersed in her balls deep, I halted to let her adjust. With a few more slow strokes, I felt Julia relax.
My sandwich was almost half gone now. Instead of continuing, I decided to enjoy her body. My free hand prowled her body, pushing her skirt further and further up. Reaching around the side of her body, she plainly sighed as my finger ran over her clit.
It was when I took the last bite of my meal that I decided this might get ugly. Both hands grasped her hips sure. With a snap, my palm smacked her perfect rump. "Okie dokie. Now I'm gonna get down to business."
There was a small bark when I hit bottom roughly. With increasing ardor our bodies met, hers getting the harder side of the deal. There was nothing holding me back as I pounded into her relentlessly. She had already come, it was my turn at satisfaction. I elected to take her, rape her for all she was worth.
My wrought iron plowed into her soft, supple ass harder and harder until she was crying out. She didn't ask me to stop, no. The noises she made were completely incoherent. Suddenly, she screamed my name and came again. Her climax left her so rigid it was hard for me to even pull out. Every one of her muscles clenched, sucking and rippling over my cock. I had one good stroke left in me, and took it before spurting a river of come into her ass.
Retrieving my softening member, I grabbed the cutting board and knife, and tossed them into the sink to be washed. Julia didn't seem to have the strength to leave her position as I left the room. |
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by: WickedGoober | Sex Games
| Latest post Nov 6, 08 by WickedGoober
I sit here, in front of the computer, anxiously awaiting our next "meeting".
He likes to control me. He likes to make me do things, things that I wouldn't normally do with anyone. Well, that's the game we play. He knows what I like. He knows that I like to be ordered around, humiliated, dominated. He knows how much I love to suck cock, have my ass fucked, and be used. He knows that I will do anything for him. I will fuck him, his friends, and even his dog.
I bought thong panties, which I hate, because he wanted me to. I purchased sex toys, something that I never thought I would do, because he wanted me to. I have been completely honest with him about how I feel. He knows that I have a similar relationship with someone else. Some days this bothers him, some days it doesn't.
At night, I have dreams about being controlled. I fantasize about being spanked and taught a lesson. I have been bad. Lately, I have been masturbating a lot. I think about being forced to suck dick. Having my head shoved down in some guys lap, holding it down. Forcing me to suck him until he cums in my mouth. Or being forced to lick his ass, a truly humiliating experience.
I imagine I am sitting on the floor, underneath his desk, sucking his hard cock. I have been bad, so I may not touch my pussy. If I do, I will be spanked.
I reach between my legs, hoping to rub my clit just a little, to relieve the mounting tension. He doesn't see me, so I become a little braver. I pick up the pace, hoping to hide my impending orgasm from him, but he notices that my sucking becomes more intense. He notices what I'm doing and he pulls my head away from him by my hair. He forces me onto my hands and knees. I start to cry, because I know what is coming. He orders me to stop crying, if I don't it will be much worse. He spanks me hard, ten times for my disobedience. My pussy is getting so wet, I want him to touch me. Sensing this, he says that if I am good, he may let me cum, but not until later. He kneels down in front of my face and pulls my head down onto his lap again, making me take his hard cock so deep into my throat. I keep sucking his cock until he shoots his cum deep into my mouth, making me swallow every last drop.
Then he tells me to stay put and he gets up. He blindfolds me, I am in complete darkness. I hear him leave the room. This confuses me, but I continue to stay on my hands and knees. All of a sudden, I feel someone licking my pussy. I am in complete ecstasy. I can't believe that he is doing this for me. I keep saying "Thank you Master" and "This feels so good Master". Then, I feel a hard cock pressing against my ass. Obviously, he can't be licking my pussy and fucking my ass at the same time. I don't ask any questions, I just let things happen. It feels so good. I have never done this before. Then I feel fingers inside my pussy. Someone has their hands on my breasts. I am overcome with sensations. Then a hard cock is shoved in my mouth. I am being used in the most humiliating manner. He has found a few friends to help him take advantage of me. This is fine, we talked about this. I just didn't expect it. I am loving it. Then I feel someone swat my ass a few times. I can tell that the cock that is in my mouth is ready to cum, so I quicken my pace, waiting for his delicious cum, craving it...soon he explodes in my mouth. I swallow every last drop of his cum. I know that it is my master's cock that was in my mouth. I have his taste memorized. I can feel my orgasm mounting, which he obviously can sense because he orders everyone out of the room. Even they obey him.
I am shaking with desire. He pulls off my blindfold and helps me stand up. He ties my hands behind my back. This makes my tits stick out farther. He pinches them hard, much harder than usual. It hurts and I cry out. He tells me what a good little slut I've been. He reaches between my legs and rubs my pussy, feeling how wet I am. He places his fingers on my lips, and tells me to lick them. Obediently I lick my cum off his fingers. He puts the blindfold back on me, removes my hands from their binds and lays me down on the floor. I hear him leave again and I can't help but wonder what will happen next.
I feel someone touching my breasts, then taking them in their mouth, making my nipples hard. Then I feel a hand touching my wet pussy. I am ready to cum. I can feel my orgasm growing. Suddenly the touching stops. I am getting frustrated. I am ready right now, I want it right now. Then, I feel my legs being pulled apart and I feel someone licking my pussy. I begin to moan with desire. Whoever is doing this to me knows exactly what they are doing. Then I hear him saying something, I know it isn't him licking my pussy...then who is it? I don't care, I just don't want them to stop. I begin to moan louder, feeling my orgasm build until I let go and cum all over this person's face. Then I feel someone, a woman, lower herself onto my face. I start licking and sucking on her pussy, wanting to taste her hot cum. Soon, I have her moaning and riding my face while someone is fucking my pussy. I've never experienced this kind of treatment before. It is so exciting, he starts to cum inside of my pussy, as she cums on my tongue. I lap up all of her juices. She bends down, so we are in a 69 and begins to suck his cum out of my pussy, I have my tongue inside her hot cunt while my fingers are working on her ass. Soon, we are both cumming again. Then he orders everyone out again.
He removes my blindfold and sits me up. He asks me how I feel. I tell he that I feel fantastic. He says "Good, because that's all you are going to get for quite some time."
"Yes Master," I reply.
"That's my good little whore." I start to ask who was doing those things to me, but he puts his fingers to my lips and tells me not to ask questions. He goes to the corner and grabs the videotape from the recorder. I can only hope that someday I will find out who it was that was giving |
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by: WickedGoober | Taking the Leap
| Latest post Nov 6, 08 by WickedGoober
Wouldn't life be simple if we all knew what we wanted? I thought I did, until I met Carla. I hadn't had many friends in school, I was to busy helping out at home for much of a social life. There was one boy who showed some interest for awhile but when I didn't respond he too went away.
Now here I was starting college, free from the worries of home. On my own thanks to a scholarship I had a free ride for the first two years then I would have to see. I knew I would have to work to have any spending money, the family made it clear there was none to spare for me. I understood that before leaving. With the right education and a good job maybe I could help out later.
I applied for the position at Student Life and was accepted. It was work I could do while attending classes and still have time to study and have a life on campus. The jobs are given to needy students who are eligible for assistance and I was that and more.
One of the duties I had was working with the dorm proctors and Hall Monitors. That was how I met Carla. She had been awarded the position in the girl's dorm three "Market Hall". She was the Hall monitor for the second floor.
Carla was a junior in studying Marketing so we ran into each other in classes since we were both studying Marketing for our Major. One day she asked me to go for a soda after class. We sat out on the quad and talked and got to know something about each other. I was amazed when I realized how alike we were. We seem to bond and so when she asked if I was interested in joining her at a party I was quick to say yes.
She was the first person who had showed any interest in me since I arrived on campus. Other girls in the dorm seem to have made friends easily, while being the shy one I didn't seem to fit in. I was suppose to have a roommate but she had canceled her plans. I learned later she had changed schools.
On Friday night Carla came by my room and helped me pick out what to wear. Not having gone out much my selection was limited. We finally settled on a short skirt with a knit pull over that left my midriff bare I wore a thong, at Carla's suggestion, and from my meager jewelry supply a pair of diamond stud earrings. It was a different look but I liked it.
The party was at a private home and was going full tilt when we arrived. There were about twenty girls there all talking in groups or paired off with drinks in hand. Carla got us both a beer and started to introduce me around. I had been a drinker in High School in fact other than a drink on news years Eve I hadn't drank at all. The beer was cold and didn't taste bad so when the second one came I didn't hesitate.
Well as you can imagine the effect of the beers and the heat in the room full of people, the newness of being among all these people who were showing an interest in me. My head was spinning. Carla saw the look on my face and knew I was gonna get sick. She got me away from the others and into the bathroom. With a cold towel on my head and next my head stopped spinning and fortunately I didn't throw up.
We found and empty bedroom and I lay down to let the felling pass. Carla said she would stay with me and lay down beside me. I didn't give it a thought when she put her arm around my shoulders and held me close. I needed a friend right then.
I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew Carla was kissing my neck. Her hands were caressing the bare skin on my legs. I lay in a fog of half sleep as her hands touched my breast; her hand sliding under my blouse to cup my tit in her hand while her fingers messaged the nipple. When she pinched the nipple I moaned an involuntary sigh. This seemed to excite her as she pushed my blouse up and attacked my breast with her mouth.
She moved to straddle not sitting on me but so that our bodies touched. Her wet mouth engulfed each nipple in turn, licking and sucking them as they became firm. Her hands kneaded my tits as she hungrily slurped and sucked me. I was in a trans of unknown joy. My senses were on fire. I found my self wishing that she would not stop.
Suddenly she sat up and pulled her top off revealing her firm breast. I involuntarily reached for them holding then and squeezing them gently. Carla leaned forward and pressed one tit to my mouth forcing me to take the nipple in my lips. I suckled on it and lick her tits as she had done mine. My hands kneading and squeezing them as I switched from one to the other and back.
Carla broke free of my grasp and I looked into her eyes. There was a look I had never seen in a woman, a look of pure desire. Carla pulled me to my feet and quickly had me out of my skirt and pulled my blouse the rest of the way of. Then she striped her clothes off as well and sat me back down on the bed.
She knelt before me and told me to lie back as she spread my legs and began to kiss the soft tender inner thighs. With her arms wrapped around my legs her fingers found my love nest and she spread the pink lips open as she lowered her head and began to dart her tongue through the lips and probe in my hot waiting pussy. I moaned at the touch of her tongue; it felt as if a hot poker had entered me. As she probed deeper and then she uncovered my clit and with her tongue worried it I was rocking my ass and my feet were pounding her back. The more I moved the more she seem to do and then when her fingers started to rip into me as she stood and while her hand and fingers sere driving me wild she lowered back to my tits and nibbled the hard nipples back and forth.
My writhing hips met her every thrust and soon I was overcome with my first orgasm. It rocked my being to the core. With each convulsive jerk of my body my juices soaked her fingers and hand. When I finally settled down she patted my pussy and licked her fingers of my cum and then fingered herself. She said she was wet and offered me a taste.
As I lay there she straddle my face forcing her pussy on me. I reached up and opened he |
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by: WickedGoober | Sweet Cunt
| Latest post Nov 6, 08 by WickedGoober
I let out an approving moan, my mouth prised open with a dental retractor. One of my mistress's other slaves was enthusiastically flicking her tongue against my nipple. Part of me wanted to pull away, but I didn't. Sweet Cunt, our mistress named her. It was tattooed on her bare mons venus. Mine still reads "Complete Slut." I guess I never thought she'd leave me - this was only a few months into our relationship - and my new mistress thinks it suits me anyway. It looks like it'll be my name for life at this rate.
At the time, I guess Sweet Cunt and I were both living up to our names. I'd been caught going down on her the day before, and this was our punishment, or whatever it was. I knew I wasn't allowed to eat out my mistress's other slaves, but I couldn't help myself. She kept us all in a constant state of arousal. When I saw Sweet Cunt grinning at me in that way that only she could, I couldn't take it any more. You'd understand if you ever met her. Her whole face would light up. She had the most beautiful face, from her long, curly, auburn hair to the freckles on her cheeks. How was I supposed to resist that?
As Sweet Cunt went back to circling her tongue around my areola, I moaned again, trying to get just a little bit closer, but I couldn't. We were dressed and restrained exactly the same as each other: dental retractors forced our drooling mouths open; garter belts wrapped around our hips; stockings encasing our legs and boots with impossibly high heels made our feet ache. Between the heels and Sweet Cunt's tongue, I was having a hard enough time just keeping my balance.
Our outfits were completed by our single sleeves. The D-rings at their ends were padlocked to separate chains, tethering us to ceiling hooks that were slightly too far apart. I couldn't get the sound of the rattling metal out of my head, and if anything, it was turning me on even more. The chains were just long enough for us to lick each other's nipples or approximate kissing each other, exploring each other's mouths with our tongues. In a way, that only made things harder.
The only thing we couldn't do with our tongues, besides speak, was go down on each other. No matter how hard we tried, we could never reach. After a while, we gave up and resigned ourselves to just licking each other's breasts and entwining our tongues together. Just teasing each other, really. At least, that's what we had decided to do until our mistress got back. We had no idea what she would do when she returned. She was a pretty unpredictable woman.
Not being able to orgasm was driving me insane, and I knew that Sweet Cunt wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I could smell her cunt from where I was standing.
She stood upright, giving her tongue a rest. As she moved her head up, a string of saliva extended between us before finally snapping, half of it hanging from her mouth and the other half sticking to my naked breast. It's funny the little details you remember. It felt cold, but the room was too warm anyway.
Sweet Cunt's exposed labia were glistening with precum. Glancing down, I could see that mine were the same, but I didn't really need to check; I could already feel how wet I was. I could even smell both of us, that sweet smell. Pulling my chain as far as it would go, I leaned forwards and started to lick her breasts again. They were so well-formed that I didn't know whether to feel jealous or lucky. I should have thanked the stars to have such an attractive slave to serve with, but in those days I was young and still worried about my self image.
I adored everything about Sweet Cunt from those cute freckles and that intoxicating grin to what I could see of her personality. We never got the chance to show that much of who we were inside, but the little I did see, I loved. The time we spent together in that room that day - I never did find out how long it was - felt like an eternity.
I went from licking her breasts to flicking my tongue rapidly against her nipples again. It was so frustrating. I couldn't even think straight. One thought preoccupied my mind: when would I next be able to taste that sweet cunt? |
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