Vels Nude In Public
"Excellent work, here have a pack each, I thought you could use a cold drink." Chris smiled as she handed a pack to each of the workers. "Put your finish time down as five o'clock." She added almost as an afterthought.
It was quite late when I woke up - I must have been more tired than I thought, but after I'd showered and shaved I felt better. Mum seemed to spend hours getting ready, and then I heard her call from her room.
"You have no whip?" she dared to ask.
My breath quickened and I nearly quivered in hope and anticipation. Was this what I had been waiting for? I looked into his eyes, he cocked an eyebrow at me and smiled. I bit my lip and lowered my lashes, unsure what to say. He raised his eyebrow again and smiled and I remembered our little code from so long ago. I raised my eyebrow and nodded slightly as a smile came over my face.
Keira's mind was finally coming back on-line, but she wasn't fooled for a second. This young woman had come into her sexual maturity quickly over the last several months. She was becoming more and more comfortable in intimate situations. "You did great," Keira said. She couldn't help but smile. The innocence may have been contrived, but the desire to please had been real.
The faint click as the door handle was touched announced Angela's presence. Rebecca remembered the layout if the room, superimposing an imaginary female form opening the doors quietly, wondering what lay beyond. As soon as the door close, Rebecca opened her eyes.
"You did!"
"Lay still damnit!" She squeezed him and he stilled his movements. "That's better. Now, why are you here?" She bent forward and flicked her tongue over his tip; he almost didn't feel it.
"Sweetheart, what would you say to a romantic dinner tonight?" I began.
"Yeah, sorry bout that," I replied. "Been a long time you know."
I got started early. As I was picking weeds out of the bark dust, my next-door neighbor Kelly popped out of her house to do some yard work herself. Now Kelly is no beauty queen. She is a bit on the chubby side. Her best feature is her incredibly large tits. Any time she works in the yard, she wears tight licra shorts and a swimsuit top that barely holds those big guns in. I can't help but stare. I know she's caught me on a few occasions, but just smiles at me.
'yes Sir' was all she said as W/we went to sleep.
They looked at me and looked at my dick which had just a big drop of pre-cum on the end of it. As they looked at it the big drop slowly fell to the floor, a shiny string slowing its descent.
You moan and scream. Pleasured and beaten as you are. Several lashes later your eyes are tearing as you consider saying those words. The lashes stop and you feel the cool slickness of aloe vera being rubbed into your burning backside. The clamps are removed from your nipples, almost forgotten, now the blood rushes back in and the stinging drives away any thought of your crimson bottom. I rub them and slowly the stinging becomes a not unpleasant hot throbbing in the center of both breasts. You are untied and the dress is pulled over your head. Lastly the blindfold is removed.
We had been out at a party, you, me and Cheryl, and it was late. You had been flirting with me for most of the evening, wearing a short skirt and a top that clung to your small, firm tits so sweetly. You were also getting along really well with my wife, and she was more "touchy-feely" than normal, both with you and me, which I suspected was largely due to the wine. What surprised me the most was that she didn't seem to object at all to you and me flirting with each other so brazenly.
"You've got to keep this to yourself Colin, Sophia didn't know what she was doing in there and I was too weak to stop her," replied Brian.
Dan drifted back from his reverie, shaking his head at John. "I don't know, John," he said. "She is probably just looking over in this direction at somebody else. I mean, why would Amy Mitchell be staring at me?"
It was quite late when I woke up - I must have been more tired than I thought, but after I'd showered and shaved I felt better. Mum seemed to spend hours getting ready, and then I heard her call from her room.
"You have no whip?" she dared to ask.
My breath quickened and I nearly quivered in hope and anticipation. Was this what I had been waiting for? I looked into his eyes, he cocked an eyebrow at me and smiled. I bit my lip and lowered my lashes, unsure what to say. He raised his eyebrow again and smiled and I remembered our little code from so long ago. I raised my eyebrow and nodded slightly as a smile came over my face.
Keira's mind was finally coming back on-line, but she wasn't fooled for a second. This young woman had come into her sexual maturity quickly over the last several months. She was becoming more and more comfortable in intimate situations. "You did great," Keira said. She couldn't help but smile. The innocence may have been contrived, but the desire to please had been real.
The faint click as the door handle was touched announced Angela's presence. Rebecca remembered the layout if the room, superimposing an imaginary female form opening the doors quietly, wondering what lay beyond. As soon as the door close, Rebecca opened her eyes.
"You did!"
"Lay still damnit!" She squeezed him and he stilled his movements. "That's better. Now, why are you here?" She bent forward and flicked her tongue over his tip; he almost didn't feel it.
"Sweetheart, what would you say to a romantic dinner tonight?" I began.
"Yeah, sorry bout that," I replied. "Been a long time you know."
I got started early. As I was picking weeds out of the bark dust, my next-door neighbor Kelly popped out of her house to do some yard work herself. Now Kelly is no beauty queen. She is a bit on the chubby side. Her best feature is her incredibly large tits. Any time she works in the yard, she wears tight licra shorts and a swimsuit top that barely holds those big guns in. I can't help but stare. I know she's caught me on a few occasions, but just smiles at me.
'yes Sir' was all she said as W/we went to sleep.
They looked at me and looked at my dick which had just a big drop of pre-cum on the end of it. As they looked at it the big drop slowly fell to the floor, a shiny string slowing its descent.
You moan and scream. Pleasured and beaten as you are. Several lashes later your eyes are tearing as you consider saying those words. The lashes stop and you feel the cool slickness of aloe vera being rubbed into your burning backside. The clamps are removed from your nipples, almost forgotten, now the blood rushes back in and the stinging drives away any thought of your crimson bottom. I rub them and slowly the stinging becomes a not unpleasant hot throbbing in the center of both breasts. You are untied and the dress is pulled over your head. Lastly the blindfold is removed.
We had been out at a party, you, me and Cheryl, and it was late. You had been flirting with me for most of the evening, wearing a short skirt and a top that clung to your small, firm tits so sweetly. You were also getting along really well with my wife, and she was more "touchy-feely" than normal, both with you and me, which I suspected was largely due to the wine. What surprised me the most was that she didn't seem to object at all to you and me flirting with each other so brazenly.
"You've got to keep this to yourself Colin, Sophia didn't know what she was doing in there and I was too weak to stop her," replied Brian.
Dan drifted back from his reverie, shaking his head at John. "I don't know, John," he said. "She is probably just looking over in this direction at somebody else. I mean, why would Amy Mitchell be staring at me?"
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