I met this girl on the Internet. I just picked her nickname out of many others by chance. Word for word, and we started talking. Her name was Sveta, she lived in Omsk, she was a brunette with a beautiful and slightly sad face. And ten months older than me. She was already in an unsuccessful marriage, and her life was quite battered, her ex-husband beat her and walked around.
Soon we started communicating on telegram. I heard her, but did not see her, as I soon learned, she lived modestly and did not have a good smartphone. Her voice, photographs and our conversations in general formed a single whole for me. I wanted her passionately.
While taking a shower, I often closed my eyes and imagined how I carefully undressed Svetlana, how she raised her hands up, and I took her jacket over her head... carefully unfastened her bra... She looks at me, and her eyes say " just don't offend."
Do you think she's looking up at me, about to give me a blowjob? Not at all! I am indifferent to blow... continue reading
Exactly at 7:00 She opened his door. This happened every day, but each time it was different. Every day She came in the door, right on the threshold she stripped naked, casually throwing her clothes on the floor of the hallway, and then took out a small tunic from her purse - and then every day it was different: a short silk nightgown, a torn T-shirt with the coat of arms of Real Madrid, a beach poreo, corset, or whatever else her vast fantasy suggested - the main thing is that there would be nothing else under it. Then she went to the bedroom to Him. He slept. No, I didn't sleep. He was waiting for her. But for all the treasures of the world, he would not show that he is awake. Today He lay on His back and covered His head with His left hand. Peaceful and serene sleep. But she worked as his alarm clock. She was paid for this. And also because she made him coffee. And she knew her work perfectly - no matter what, she would wake Him up to the state when He would be able to perform feats... continue reading
Finally. Last day of the exhibition. For three days he had to spend at the stand surrounded by a large number of visitors. Answer boring questions and keep an eye on expensive equipment. He has already walked around the exposition many times, only briefly lingering at the stands that interested him. The only entertainment was the contemplation of women's legs, of which there were plenty at the exhibition. It was the beginning of November, so all the legs were either in trousers (in these, his gaze lingered only if the owner of the legs had a large round ass), or in pantyhose (in these, his gaze always lingered, running over them from bottom to top and back several times ).
And then he saw her. She walked past his booth. She was wearing tall, pink, thin-heeled boots, tight dark red tights with a large black fishnet, and a burgundy skirt with a snakeskin pattern. What was on top, he did not have time to see, because he could not tear his eyes away from these legs. The only thing he man... continue reading
You said that sometimes you want to kill me...
Well, this is also a way to take revenge on me, because you want revenge, you want it like me ...
Or maybe you want to kill me not for the sake of revenge, but so that that insane desire to take possession of me, to make me your obedient slave disappears ... I don’t know ... But if you want to take revenge, then I will tell you another way, safer, and having much better prospects for you...
In the previous story, I even gave you an idea on how to do it, but you were so excited that you didn’t notice it ... But everything is very simple, tie me up, caress me and kiss me in dozens of ways in dozens of places ... And then saddle me me like a stallion, so that I feel what kind of heat burns inside you, and so that half of this fire is transferred to me ... And start moving, rise and fall, feeling my excited flesh tremble and tremble inside you ... Move faster and faster, until my body begins to move to the beat of itself, and we merge in... continue reading
So famously began the movement of his wife in the direction of free relationships slowed down slightly. Sasha decided to get married, so he was no longer considered as a partner. The dream of double penetration has remained a dream. My wife went to Sergei once more, got what she wanted, and somehow her excitement subsided from these meetings. Although I allowed at any time, any day, but the ardor somehow faded.
I realized that steps must be taken so that the process of initiating the sex-wife does not stop. It was necessary to bring in a fresh stream, so I had to crawl through the sites, look for a new lover for my wife. I set out to have a member of at least 20 centimeters. Finally, I agreed with Grigory, met in a cafe, explained what and how my wife loves, asked me to bring a certificate, since I assumed communication without a condom (well, my wife doesn’t like it with a condom, but I don’t like it myself). A week later, Grigory brought a certificate and declared that he was ready... continue reading
There were not as many people on the bus as I thought at first. I made my way to the very back seat and decided to take a nap: the path was not close. As soon as I closed my eyes and prepared to taste the sweetest sleep, as through the adjacent eyelids I saw a woman's silhouette approaching the back seats. It turned out to be a young girl (18-19 years old), distinguished by unusual beauty. Her light summer dress could not hide the lovely shapes of her hips and breasts. Shoulder-length dark brown hair was gathered into a neat ponytail with a colorful elastic band, slender long legs were shod in summer sandals, which consisted of thin leather straps. She walked over to the seats and, as if nothing had happened, landed next to me, probably thinking that I was still asleep.
The bus left. There were four hours of travel in inactivity. Sleep was the only occupation. And it is not surprising that after a few minutes my neighbor was sleeping peacefully, leaning back in her seat. I had no sle... continue reading
Spring painted nature with colors, covering the trees that were bare after winter in a bright green color, and spread a green blanket on the ground. It was May, and spring work was in full swing everywhere. I, too, dug in the garden all the time and planted new seeds in order to get a good harvest in the fall and live carefree all winter. I had to work a lot, and when I got tired, I allowed myself to take my favorite walks through the spring forest naked and breathe with my whole body and every part of it. Les dressed and I undressed after a cold winter.
- How unusual and strange everything is, I thought, walking through the forest and listening to the birds.
- The forest undresses for the winter, and the person dresses and vice versa in the summer.
I smiled and walked down the forest road, walking down the sandy path in only my running shoes. I always left my clothes at home and did not worry that they could be found and stolen or that they could watch me near it, and therefore ... continue reading
"Hi, come in, Nastya, can you. Can I take your coat? Could you stand in the middle of the room and just slowly turn around. Very well, your amateur pictures are not fair to you, you are really very, very beautiful. Now come on we'll sort out the necessary formalities and get them out of the way. You brought your birth certificate, didn't you. I'm sorry, but you do understand that I can only work with adults over the age of 18. So, it's all right. So now sign this form. It just says that you agree to pose for erotic photos and that I will own all rights to these photos. So, that's right, sign here. And one last thing, I lock the door with a key, but not to keep you here, but to prevent outsiders from entering in. The key remains in the lock, and you can leave whenever you want.
Well, let's start, look into the lens, face a little higher, legs crossed, hands on knees, like this, okay, now give me a seductive look. Great Nastya, now just unbutton the top two buttons on your blouse. No, ... continue reading
We have long dreamed of such a couple of weekends - me and my favorite hero. A hero - because "being my friend" is heroism in itself. You need to be able to hide after a week of being together in the same room - in order to wait out a small "storm". This is how I call my inexplicable state, when you simply can’t stand a single person within a radius of several meters from you, you want to close yourself in a huge bright room with a sofa and a book, or dance discs, or just with a cat. And enjoy being alone. Maybe there are many people who will understand me, with whom the same thing happens from time to time. But I have not been very lucky in this life so far, and rarely has anyone been able not to be offended by this. You just need to feel the approach of the "storm", leave on time, before I have time to say all those hurtful words that I will regret in a few days.
But my hero - he's just smart! And I understand very well that even if he is late and I manage to do one of my usual lit... continue reading
There is nothing more mysterious and mysterious than a ridiculous sculpture of a pissing woman. And there is nothing more beautiful than relaxing to watch from the sidelines behind the opus of a pissing wife, girlfriend, or completely unfamiliar lady. And indeed, the statue of the bust of a pissing pava itself is nothing but a thinker, like a doctor of physical and mathematical sciences, crouched in the tormented expanses of a small-sized kitchen over his dissertation. Like a flexible circus gymnast trying to fit her head into a small suitcase, and even stretch out in it, so that it would be comfortable to lie down and turn around from time to time. Look at all this and you will be amazed!
How many different nuances need to be foreseen: for example, how to wipe the working surface of the billiard table later, what to put under the French balcony, how to put everything in place and so that nothing comes out, does not wrap up, does not come out where it is not necessary, and where it i... continue reading
If you have no imagination, read no further!
Hello dear. Let's play with you? This game has an oriental name, in translation it is called ... Yes, what's the difference in principle ...
This is an amazing game, one of the sweetest love torture. And not everyone can handle it. If last time there were no winners and no losers, then this game is going according to all the rules. And here is the supreme one. Who is in charge? Let me know, because it can be dangerous...
There are also toys in the game. Fearfully? Don't be afraid, these toys are for me. Look, these are "love balls", four silk cords, a narrow white silk ribbon, a fluffy feather.
See, I lay down on the bed with my arms and legs outstretched? You must bind me. But I beg your mercy, my lord. Bound, I am completely defenseless, and you can do whatever you want to me. You will never feel complete power over me, but now I am your slave, and you can do whatever you want with me ... And I will have to recognize you as the mas... continue reading
You found me on the Internet.
We talked about the books of Milan Kundera and Henry Miller, the philosophies of Michel Foucault and Erich Fromm, films about war and the desire to love people in spite of any grief.
We met and our eyes said to each other what the lips did not dare to say. Without words, I agreed to give myself to you, to fall into your confident hands. You never once hinted at what exactly you would do with me when the bedroom doors closed behind us, but I knew that this would be an unusual sm - session.
With a familiar gesture, I extended my hands to you and you snapped the handcuffs on my wrists. At first, the unpleasant cold of the metal was quickly replaced by an unexpected feeling of freedom: from that moment on, I ceased to belong to myself, you took me the way you wanted and I wanted only one thing - to dissolve in you, to be one with you, to get out of the shackles of imposed ideas, and I experienced this I was able to get off the ground and fly. You hit me ... continue reading
Uh, I often remember the circumstances of one night. But that feeling of novelty and surprise was simply no more. My wife and I decided to have a little fun in the evening. They bought some alcohol, I got a beer, they took a shampuska for my wife. So the evening should have gone like clockwork. Having taken water procedures, we settled down on the sofa.
Turning on the TV with some kind of Batwa. We were destroying stocks of liquor. Which, after a hard day, soon clouded our brains well. In light hops, it was decided to look for something hot. And now lust in all its manifestations is pouring from the TV screen. From such an onslaught, my dragon moved in my pants. And I began to stroke the missus in all sorts of intimate places.
She accurately calculated that I would not calmly contemplate this spectacle for a long time. I went on the offensive and began to kiss her while lowering my hand to her tender place. Which already needed a man's caress. Hops asked for more and I went kissing... continue reading
Oh Natalie! The young flagellant led me to you. I adored her touching, naive, trusting ass. Many ladies love spanking, but this one was especially voluptuous. She drove me crazy with her helplessness. Her passion was discovered by accident.
The girl became capricious: she wanted to go for a walk and did not let me work. Be smart, I kept saying, not looking up from the computer, go alone. I don’t want to be smart, the little girl was mischievous, I’m tired of being smart! And she pressed any letters on the cybord. Don't mess around, I said patiently, with all the severity I could muster. And what will happen? she asked, continuing to play pranks.
I will punish him, I said, although I could not even imagine that in a minute I would indeed be able to confirm the threat. Tiny was quite sure that this would not happen. You? me? she laughed carelessly. Never punish! And pressing DELETE erased a large piece of text. Nothing terrible happened, the text remained in the buffer, but I was rea... continue reading
Holiday mood excited my imagination for several weeks before the start of the holiday. My searches on travel sites continued until late at night. A huge selection of different tours, their advantages and disadvantages was the subject of long discussions with friends and colleagues.
I got to the site of this Carpathian recreation center, in general, by accident. Probably the reason for this, as always, is my curiosity. Their discreet advertisement on the website of one of the travel agencies promised an unforgettable vacation for body and soul and contained several very candid photos taken, as they said, by visitors to their base. The pictures were no worse than many I have seen on erotic sites. Of course, I went to the site of this Carpathian base thinking that this is another free advertisement for call girls with their interesting candid shots. However, I was pleasantly surprised, it was really a Hungarian recreation center near the border, which served mainly tourists from the CIS... continue reading
Lena looked forward to the day of her interview with her new employer with trembling excitement. She has been looking for a job for a long time, but all to no avail. And now she was offered the vacancy of a secretary and with such tempting conditions that she began to prepare for the meeting from the very morning. She took a bath, blow-dryed her long blond locks, and ironed her suit.
Lena had good taste and liked to dress well. She wore high-quality underwear, belts and stockings that other women do not like so much. Her wardrobe included elegant evening dresses and light summer sundresses. But that day, she wanted to look elegant and business-like, so she decided that a blouse and a formal suit would come in handy. She dressed her slender legs in stockings with elastic bands.
She was told that he would have arrived by 20:00 pm and given the address of the firm's office. She found the address without any problems and at the appointed time she was already standing at the door. Sighi... continue reading
Orgasm control. Teaching the submissive to cum on command.
First of all, let's define what we are talking about. Orgasm control consists of two basic elements. The first is teaching the submissive to delay orgasm until it is resolved by the Dominant. The second, much more sophisticated technique is to train the submissive to experience orgasm on command, usually verbalized, without the physical stimulation normally required for sexual release.
Why is such training necessary?
In a word: for control. The relationship between the Dominant and the submissive is based on the transfer of power, and the submissive has few things as intimate to give to the Dominant as his own orgasm. If the submissive can orgasm, takes control of himself, and manages this aspect of his life intelligently, giving the dominant the right to orgasm can bring a depth to the relationship that is hard to imagine.
By transferring control, the submissive is convinced on a sensual level of how much his body belo... continue reading
Katya is a miniature blonde of 36 years old, practically with a girlish body, a high-ranking leader, married, a resident of a large city, strict with her subordinates, the burden of responsibility presses both at work and in the family.
Unknown - a guy of average height, fit build, owner of a small car service, 37 years old, calm character, married, loves power over women, a resident of the same city.
Katya stood in the middle of the park, admiring the lush greenery and awakening nature, waiting for the unknown person whom she agreed to meet on the site after a short correspondence.
- Greetings, object Katya No. 9995;
A slap on the ass, covered in a white dress, turned out to be unexpectedly ringing and attracted the attention of passers-by. She gasped in surprise and turned around. Next to the contented smirk was a Russian smart guy, barely as tall as her (after all, she was wearing her favorite shoes with 10 cm heels).
- Let's go - the guy said and confidently... continue reading
I finally finished setting up the cameras and quietly made my way to the door. God forbid the neighbors hear.
After checking that the door was closed and pulling out the master key, I quietly went downstairs and left the house. Glancing at his watch he ran to the car. She should be back any minute.
Already jumping into the salon, I saw the headlights from the Audi entering the yard. At first, a long thin leg appeared from a parked car, and then the beauty herself got out. Katerina. The girl I caught a glimpse of in the store when she was trying on a new skirt. Damn those legs!
The girl passed by, not paying attention to the old Opel in which I was sitting. As soon as she disappeared into the entrance, I turned on the computer and connected to the cameras.
Here she goes up to her floor, unlocks the door ... I switched to the camera in the apartment - the door slammed shut and as soon as the girl turned on the light, she immediately froze, and I grinned smugly. Fear was clearly v... continue reading
- Let's! Fuck her! - Natasha squealed, while I hovered over the naked twenty-year-old beauty Alice prone on the bed. She was in a deep sleep under sleeping pills.
Natasha's face was angry and pleased, but my penis stood and trembled. For some reason, Natasha held Alice's hands, she probably just liked to feel the power.
- What have you become! Stick your pichushka in her cunt!
Natasha hissed and spat in anger. She was Alice's dorm roommate and hated Alice. I looked at the tanned body of the girl below me. Beautiful brunette with a gorgeous body. Neat breasts, juicy ass and beautiful strong legs. I put my hand on a bulging shaved pubis.
Natasha hated Alice because she was beautiful, and periodically teased Natasha for her lisp.
I ran my hands over the tanned body, squeezing Alice's boobs in my hands.
— Yes, that's it! Pop her!
To be honest, I was on the verge of a crime. But then I got a better idea. Picking up my phone, I took a few shots of Alice sleeping... continue reading