She really is a new thing to me. Bisexual, a wonderful angel tatt across the sleek slope above the smoothest cunnie. She's bold and very clear. almost demanding yet kind of trusting too. With stories of girls that had caused her to come this way and that...I knew I'd be relying on the girls in my past that have taught me all I know... We enjoyed all the preliminaries, finely cooked fish, welcome chanpagne's laughing bubbles, freshly turned down sheets, animal scents, candlelit flesh tones...deep oils, massaged underarms, warmer and warmer grew the skin between us both.. She is not into surrender, so with Mars on my side and a bright full moon to guide me i slowly turned her upside to lightly tease her mound of creation...carefully avoiding her swollen clit and ignoring her verbal pleading I searched out her inner thigh newly slick with her subltle exudations.... And then sliding searching fingers between labia distended and purple I encountered her uniqueness... Her clit, unlike any other in my whole life was inside out...by which I mean the inside of her aroused vagine, half closed as it swelled to my touch was like a hard girl cock against my fingers on the inside.....outside her clit, too sensitive to touch while aroused was small and easily missed.......so new, so secret and violent her pleasure at my hands urgent command, a new and alive hidden passion... She elevated her hips, sleek bare skin shining in Diana's ancient lamp and at my bidding cried out as I flicked idly between two fingers her man like innerness....she cried and I felt whole, every gutteral breath of hers evoking overwhelming pride in me.... So let this be a lesson there's always sometihng new under the warm sun no matter how shy or quiet the girl, a boy can always learn....

11 July 2006

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This is a true story, it happened about a month ago. My costuming grop and i had been asked by the national art gallery in canberra to make an appearance for a sci-fi con that they were hosting down there, from june the 9th-12th. Anyway, a girl i had been speaking to for months told me she was heading up to Goulburn to visit her parents. I found out that day that my grop was doing a stopover in gouulburn, before heading down early morning. Now, i know there are no such things as conincidents, and i knew this was supposed to happen. so, i arranged to meet her on friday night. So, as i was sitting there, not beng able to sit still form the nervousness, i kept wondering what she would be like. Was she different to the photos? was her hair the same colour, does she smile as well as she does when it's a picture? i didn;t have to wait long. At 6pm she turned up, and i got up as i saw her through the window. Nothing could of prepared me to the angel that i opened the door to. She was everything i had imagined and more. Size 10, Dyed dark red hair, clear blue eyes, that beautiful skin that greek girls get and a small that made me weak at the knees. So, we got into her car and headed off, the awquard small talk quickly progressing to happy chatting, as we got comfortable. We had dinner at the local RSL club, but i couldnt finish it with the beautiful distraction sitting beside me. After dinner was finished, we shared a chocolate eclair in the park, and danced in one of the gondolas, much to the suprise and jeering of the local kids. Then it got cold, so we both retrated back to her car, and chatted. (sigh) i can remember the exact moment when we both stopped talking, and it went very quiet, as we both looked out opposite windows. I still remember the exact words i said, as i turned to face her, and say that i loved her from the very first time i talked to her, how she must of been sent to me, after so long waiting for a decent girl. She turned away, and told me she wasnt sure if she felt the same way. I took my hand, and gently lifted her gaze to meet mine. "there is one way to find out ", and with that, i took her cheek in my hand, and kised her. That kiss was my first taste of real love, not in a lustful form, as all the others had been, but one born out of pure emotion. As my lips met hers, the universe could of stopped, and we would have been none the wiser. I could of sworn time stopped, and i don't know how long that kiss lasted, but i did not care. I was in heaven, and everything felt right, for the first time in my life. We continues to kiss, my hands caressing her high cheekbones, her hair running through my hands. Her soft skin, hot to the touch yet cold at the same time. my hands ran over every part of that angelic face, then her neck, my fingers followed by my lips, kissing her neck, gently biting it, as she sighed in my ear. my hands moved down, slowly cupping her full, soft breasts that i had found beneath her evening dress. i moved my lips down, touching every part of those breasts with my lips,my tounge, stopping to gently tease her nipples, biting them, licking them. My hands ahd found her beautiful, soft skinned thighs, and as i started moving up them, she stopped me. And with a cheeky smile, said "not here." i thought that was as far as we would go, and began to calm myself down, when she pulled me back into the backseat, where a blanket was waiting. I smiled, and continued to kiss her, my hands again finding her thighs, and moving upwards, as my lips found her neck again. I continued to kiss her neck, my hands found her underwear, soaked at this point. I gently moved them aside, rubbing her slowly, causing her to become even more soaked. All of a sudden, she let out a groan, and started to unbutton my jeans, forcing them off, and taking my fully erect cock at this point in her hands, slowly rubbing it, feeling every part of it. With this, i stopped rubbing, and gently slid two of my fingers into her now soaking wet pussy. This got a big reaction, as she groaned, threw me onto my back, and eased herslf down on my now huge 7 inch, thick hard on, gasping at the size, which was not what she expected. We started slow, as i let her rock back and forth gently, to get used to the size, then we got faster, as we became used to the feeling we had both not had in a long time. The feeling was very much missed by both of us, as she straddled me again, holding the back of my head, lowering herself down and up again, while i gently bit down on her nipples. we continued like this for about half an hour, as we swapped between her on top, and then me on top. I continued to kiss her full, sweet lips as she clutched my back, keeping herself close to me. I could feel both of us about to explode, and i flipped her over to straddle me, as we both came at the same time, her orgasm ripping through both our bodies as her pussy contracted, gripping my cock as it came inside her, both of us screaming out from the sheer pleasure. 45 minutes after we started, we collapsed into each others arms, exhausted from the effort, but totally satisfied. she had climaxed a total of 8 times, while i had lasted longer than i ever had before, making this a very special moment for the both of us. Everyone had always told me that love changes sex, makes it better, but i had never been able to believe them until that night. One day, im hoping to see this girl of mine again, and until i do all i can do is hope, and remember that magical night that showed me what romance was.

6 July 2006

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You come over to my house for the first time, wearing a blouse and a skirt. There is some nervous small talk as this is the first time that we have met. I welcome you in and you enter, nervously exploring the sitting room and as you do. You walk past the sunshine pouring in through the window I can see through you clothes and I notice that you are not wearing any underwear. I continue to watch you as you walk around the room, while I answer the telephone. You pick up small trophies and other knick knacks that one collects through life. You move towards the bookcase and you notice that I become tense, you register that this is my private zone, a place for me only. But you tease me and pick a book an examine it. I put my hand over the phone and ask you to be careful and to put the book down. As I resume talking you throw the book on the floor creating a loud crashing sound against the polished floorboards. You look at me as I stammer some excuse to the person on the other end of the line and hang-up. I walk over to you, standing so close to you and to your face that we could kiss. I can smell your skin, your perfume, your lipstick and your fear. I ask you to “Pick it up” You stare right back at me and do nothing else. I reach up and take a tight hold of your hair and brush my lips against yours, repeating “Pick it up” I step back a push your head down so that you can reach out for the book. You take the book while I take a view of your round arse cheeks where they come together through your skirt. You stand back up, look at me with a hint of a dare and casually drop the book again. There is no sound, pages are crumpled and I become agited. I grab your hair and push you to the nearest couch. A noise of struggle erupts as I do. Your face is flushed, jerking your head around I sit on the couch as you try to maintain your balance. While you are trying to find yourself, I reach up into you blouse and firmly grab one breast then the other. I take your left nipple and squeeze it hard. You squeal in response to a further pinch on your nipple, arousing me and you. In a quick fast movement I rip your blouse of and onto the floor. You struggle and as you do I come up from behind you. You now feel my hard cock as it brushes against your thigh in the struggle. I reach through you skirt and run a finger through crotch. I push your head into the couch, to muffle your screams. I hike up your skirt over your bottom with a little difficulty. Suddenly you become still, frightened and you wonder whether to go on. You try to remain perfectly still but I can feel your hips moving ever so slightly against the hardness between my thighs. The heat from your pussy is radiating into my lap. I grab a handful of your arse cheek and you jump and startled at the touch. I continue to move your cheek and you moan into the couch. I grab the other cheek and you moan again. This noise annoys me and I stand back and deliver a hard smack onto each cheek. You cry out like a petulant child but continue to wriggle your thighs against my hard cock. I lift you off my hips and remove my trousers. I draw you back, with your head down on the couch. To you the feel of my erect cock is merciless as it probes you every time you move. I plant another hard smack on your cheeks, leaving a red hand print across them. You are gasping for air and move your arse in the air as if you want more. I comply and deliver a series of short sharp smacks. I pause as you cry out. I pause and put my hand tenderly over your arse and vulva and cup your pussy. The wetness seems ridiculous it is every where. I take two fingers and trace them around the puffy outer lips, drying the wetness as I do. Your sobs subside and you are finally still. I dip two fingers into the fold beneath your clit you react by stiffening your whole body. And I slip my fingers down to your slit. It feels smooth and velvety. My fingers enter you, once inside I do not move them, just leave them motionless. You can’t help it but begin to move bucking back trying to fuck yourself on my fingers. I allow it for a while. When you begin to really enjoy it I remove my fingers. At this withdraw you whine and I begin to smack your exposed pussy. On the first smack my hand lands with a wet slap. You jump and I have to hold you down. And though the spanks are lighter than the pummeling I gave your arse, you continue to cry out. On the third spank you reach out and touch the floor, further exposing and opening your pussy for me. The next spank I can feel the wetness of your outer lips and stop. I stand up against you. I place my cock against your pubic bone. I move so that my cock is between your outer lips and up against your clit. I move to close your legs so that my cock is immersed in the wetness between your vulva and your outer thighs. With your legs closed around my cock I begin to spank your arse again. This causes you to move and as you do my cock rubs back and forth along your pussy. I strike again, this time you wrap your legs tighter around me, creating friction. Again I land another spank you begin to howl in pain and pleasure. I realize that I don’t need to hold you by the neck anymore.

22 June 2006

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Sensational to have this feeling. The time we meet was a spark that lit the heavens. The magic of togetherness was entrancing to both of us. Our lives lived as one for each other and not apart. We had such a closeness that when we were around by ourselves nothing matter as the light kisses and the embraces of each other's bodies was enough for the harmony of pure love. But there comes the blackness of every marriage, another wants to break up this closeness and uses every deception to seduce the one you love from you.When you have a soul as mine all it becomes is Love towards that companion,however, this was not enough as the heart of my beloved was now blacken and the eyes could not see the reality of continuing with this life.The tragic was the hurt that my beloved caused to our children.No mother could have done so cruel of a thing as to deny her love to her children as did my ex. I now live in harmony knowing that how I handled the situation I showed all the Love and kept my vows,'to Love to death do we part'.

13 June 2006

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Jane was cooking dinner alone again on a Friday night . Seems that since she and Chad had broken up she spent all her time alone cooking for one. Suddenly the power went out. “Damn” she mutters out loud this was unfortunately a regular thing as her apartment was in and old building and the owner wasn't prepared to spend any money. She thought about called the building super but since she had watched him fix it so many times she felt she could do it quicker. So she felt her way out of the apartment. Once she hit the hallway she was fine as only her apartment had been blacked out. She made her way down to the basement along the dark dank corridor to the fuse boxes. She counted out the black boxes til she came to her one and opened it. The familiar smell of burnt fuse drifted from the box, yeah just as she thought the same problem again. Now what had the super done again hmm that’s right he got more fuse wire from a room in the corner of the basement behind the storage cages. So she began to walk the 30 or so metres towards the room. As she got closer she became aware of a moaning noise followed by a swishing sound and mumbling. Curious as to what it was she now tip toed towards the noise stopping at the door to look thru the crack. The room only had a single bulb so it was hard to see and focus but she could make out a person standing in the centre of the room and he appeared to be hitting something with a piece of rope. She positioned herself to see what it was he was hitting Her eyes opened in amazement when she made out the figure of Mrs Hayes from the floor above her apartment. She was tied to the wall naked with her arse pointed backwards and the man was flogging her buttocks with the rope and she appeared to be enjoying it. Well up until now Jane had only seen Mrs Hayes in the lift and foyer and they had exchanged pleasantries but hadn't really spoken or gotten to know each other that well. She was in her mid 40's long red hair quite pretty for her age carrying a few extra pounds but attractive for her age. She always seemed so prim and proper dressed a bit like a school teacher hair pulled back skirt and blouse. Well here she was now naked and moaning while taking a flogging from a guy in the basement store room. Each time the rope came back to strike her again she pushed her arse out ready to meet it's sting and seemed to be loving it. Jane then noticed that her tits had clamps on them, the sort you use on your car battery to start it if it was flat. Ouch they appear to bite hard into her nipples and you could seen the tiny teeth of the clamp forcing her nipples to pucker under the strain of the clamps, A chain ran between the clamps joining them together and then a chain ran from them to the wall and was fastened to the wall. As Mrs Hayes lifted her buttocks to meet the flogging the chain attached to her tits and the wall would strain as she pulled it tight and you could see her flinch as the pain cut in her nipples from the clamps and then the rope, but she seemed to be enjoying it as her moans encouraged the flogger to keep going. She had obviously been there for a while because Jane could see the red marks all up and down her legs, buttocks and lower back. Now Jane’s attention switched to the guy doing the flogging his face was hidden and hard to see. She tried to make out if it was Mr Hayes but this figure seemed to tall and leaner yes a younger man. The flogging stopped and the guy moved forward tugging on the chain connecting her clamps this got a reaction as she let out a yep followed my a long mmmmmmm. “Ya like that don't ya slut” “My whore toy” Oh my god it was the building supers voice calling her a whore yes now she recognised the muscular arms and tattoo on his bicep. No wonder he was always down it the basement and took so long to answer her calls for maintenance. He walked across the room and opened a cupboard but his body blocked her view of what he was doing. He shut the cupboard and returned with a large plastic pipe, it was about 40 cm long and as thick as her arm. He walked up to Mrs Hayes slapped her arse and started rubbing her pussy. It was at this point that Jane noticed her own nipples were hard under her Tshirt and that familiar damp feeling happening between her own legs, God it had been too long since her last fuck, about 6 months ago since Chad had fucked her good and hard and then later she found he was cheating on her. Oh how she had missed his 6" fat cock sliding between her legs pumping his cum deep into her pussy. “Hmm” she reached down to her pussy and started to rub it through her skirt material. By this time the building super had worked Mrs Hayes up into a frenzy with his hands shoving 2, 3, 4 fingers hard and deep into her pussy. “Ready slut” “Mmmmm yes. Now fuck me with it, let me feel the toy right up my cunt” And with that he held the pipe against her pussy and began feeding it into her deep inside her fuck hole. Jane was amazed, no one could take something that big but she was and yelling for more to be feed inside her as she wiggled her hips trying to inch even more of the monster up her pussy. By now Jane was flowing a river watching this and had reached her hand down into her panties and was stroking her own pussy with a hard up and down motion. Then sliding 3 fingers deep inside her wet pussy she couldn’t remember the last time she felt this wet even with Chad. Mrs Hayes started to moan louder as the super was now using two hands to feed the beast pipe into her. Over half of it was disappearing deep up her cunt with every stroke, and she was bucking her hips welcoming it deep inside her. Jane could feel her own tension mounting deep inside her as she too worked her fingers in and out wondering what the pipe must feel like. Suddenly the door in front open and a hand grabbed her from behind pushing her into the room. "A spy, look who I found in the door way sneaking a peek” The super turned around and Mrs Hayes lifted her head to see why he had stopped. There she stood in front of them still with her hand on her pussy as it had all happened so quickly. “Well lets see what we have here” said the super leaving Mrs Hayes and walking towards Jane. "I umm need my power fixed and came down to do it " “And what did you find instead” said the voice from behind stepping forward so that she could see who caught her. Mr Hayes frame brushed pasted her as she tried to stammer out a reason for being at the door. "Well I see you liked what you were spying on” said the super looking at her hand still in her panties. Now she felt embarrassed and realised she had no excuse to offer. She hadn't noticed what Mr Hayes was doing as she had been stammering to the super and hadn't seen him grab the cuffs. Now she felt them snap around her wrist as he pulled her towards Mrs Hayes. “What are you doing? You can't do this” “Oh but we are, you're our prisoner, we are the jail guards and you do as we say”. Jane was still trying to take in exactly what he had said when the gag went in her mouth. Struggling to get free from the cuffs now attached to the walls she hardly felt the chains going around her ankles. Now she was cuffed to the wall by her hands and feet. Her shirt was being lifted by Mr Hayes and she felt his hands tugging at her panties, they offered little resistance as he ripped them from her body and she saw them hit the floor. Only now did she realise she was in trouble, real trouble. Was Mrs Hayes too a prisoner to her husband and the super? No surely not she seemed to enjoy the flogging and pipe. A hand grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her head back “did you enjoy what you saw?” She didn't now what to say . "Did you?" and she nodded yes as best she could. "Good cause now it's your turn?” She felt the 1st sting of the rope as it hit her bare arse. She flinched and felt a tear welling up. Then the 2nd hit her. Each time the rope hit it's mark it didn't seem to sting as much. After 12 or so strokes she too found herself pushing her arse out to meet it as Mrs Hayes had . She turned her head to the side to see Mrs Hayes still with the pipe up her pussy also getting flogged with the rope as the super alternated between the 2 of them. Hmm she was beginning to miss the sting of the rope and felt jealous as she watched as Mrs Hayes turn came around knowing she was next. “Shall we see how wet you are” said Mr Hayes as he reached for her now wet pussy and his finger stroked at her pussy probing deep inside of her. Soon he had 4 fingers in her and was forcing them hard into her, never could she remember feeling this way so stretched wanting more inside of her. She had never had 4 in her before and all she could think about was wanting more “We’ll see if she can take the pipe too?” “Almost” said Mr Hayes “in a few minutes you'll see” God yes she wanted to be filled to the brim, but she had never had anything that big up her before. She flinched and felt a sharp pain deep inside her now. “Can you see this love” Mr Hayes said to his wife “she’s up to my wrist, the slut can take almost as much as you but god she's tight” His whole hand she thought and at the idea of his hand up to it's wrist sent her bucking “Ohhhh” she moaned as the orgasm hit her she bucked her hips up and down like never before. “Woohh, you’ll break my wrist if you keep that up”, but she couldn't stop, fuck it felt good wave after wave washing over her. Rising up and down as one wave passed another started. Now his hand was pumping in and out of her hard, drawing almost all the way out and driving back in hard hitting her cervix causing her to finch and push back wanting the next one to come again. “I've got to stop, she’s so tight it's hurting my hand” MR Hayes uttered as he pulled out one last time but failed to drive his hand back in. The bucking slowed down as she moaned. Now feeling like a toy running out of power slowly til the waves stopped and she just felt a glow slumping forward on the wall. Fuck she felt that was great. “Now if I take your gag off do you promise not to scream” She nodded her head. The super released the gag from her mouth. Ohh that felt better she was now beginning to realise how much it had hurt but hadn't noticed til now. “Well how do you like our prison?” “Hmm that was great she said” “Well we are not finished with you yet, there's still the pipe to come“ She felt a trickle run down her leg at the thought of being filled again to the max.

3 June 2006

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Goddamn she was horny! Suzie sat at the computer desk, reading emails, but her mind wasn’t on the job. It had been a month since her interstate man had been in town and Suzie was missing him like crazy. They had met on-line, a dating agency. After sifting her way through the hundreds of freaks, drop-kicks and no-hopers, Suzie had found herself a man. A real man. They began chatting on MSN, really long chats, finding out about each other, their likes and dislikes, their fantasies, their secret desires. But there is only so far you can go staring into a computer screen. So they exchanged phone numbers. And then the fun began. Suzie shivered, her neglected body remembering the sound of his husky voice, telling her all the things he wanted to do to her. How his strong hands would massage her shoulders, relaxing her, he would whisper in her ear, blowing softly, sending currents through her body. Suzie leaned back on her chair, her breath quickening, her nipples pushing up through her blouse, imagining his palms cupping her full breasts. He pulled her silky shirt up, slid it off her and found her bra-less , swollen and peaked. He licked his fingers and tugged at her nipples, causing her to arch her back, moaning. She was so responsive to him. She wanted his mouth on her nipples, licking , sucking, nipping with his teeth. She could feel the desire coursing through her body. Making her muscles shake, parting her legs, drenching her panties with a rush of wet heat. He kept whispering in her ear, seducing her with his words. ‘So beautiful. So hot. So fucking sexy’ ‘I’m going to fuck you soon baby’ His hands were still tantalising her aching hard nipples, then they slid down her hips, and pulled her skirt right up to her waist. ‘Lean back babe. Lift your legs onto the desk. Take off those panties. Open up so I can see your wet pussy.’ Suzie groaned. She could feel the energy drumming through her veins, every word he spoke sent a shiver across her skin, her nerve endings were leaping in anticipation, his breath blowing like a whisper on her over-heated skin. She felt out of her mind. She felt like a sacrifice before the altar of the pagan God of Pleasure. Her limbs were extended, tethered, exposing her sexuality, her body hungry for the release she could feel coming. He slid his hands up her inner thighs. Again she arched, the breath pushed out of her lungs. She pleaded with him. ‘ Yes babe, oh please, please baby. Touch me, fuck me, please baby’ Her clit was on fire. Swollen and erect, wet with her passionate juices. She thrust her hips up off the chair, begging him, tossing her head, her muscles tensing spasmodically, out of control. His fingers brushed her pussy, teasing . She moaned louder, jerking her hips in readiness. ‘Please baby, please’, she whimpered. He wet his thumb with her juices and then pressed firmly onto her clitoris, sliding his finger into her pulsating pussy. She came in an explosion of sensation, screaming her pleasure, drenching his hand in her liquid release. He pushed another finger into her, giving her no time to calm down, fucking her with his fingers. The blood was rushing through her veins, the world was spinning, fireworks lighting up her senses like a kaleidoscope. She could hear his voice, ‘Do you want my cock, baby?’ Unable to speak, she nodded, groaning, her body rushing in a torrent of sensation. She felt him kneel down, swinging the chair, lifting her boneless legs over his shoulders, getting her into position to receive his rock hard cock. She could feel his sensitive head at the opening of her pussy. She moved, wanting him to fill her up, but he held back. Covering his fingers with her copious juices he rubbed gently around her anus, knowing she loved to be filled in both holes. Her breathing was out of control now, the anticipation so much that she could barely remember where she was. Every thought directed towards the wondrous sensations he was provoking in her. He slipped a finger gently into her anus and she shuddered, feeling the pressure in her clit building ever higher. Again he moved his cock to the opening of her hungry pussy, this time he drove in, and she felt her muscles clench around his thick manhood. The ripples of orgasm tore immediately through her , lifting her back from the chair He drove harder and she screamed. The pleasure was much that she could barely breathe. Time after time he filled her with his cock, fucking her, branding her, making her his sex slave, imprinting his very touch into her erotic DNA. Until their juices combined and he collapsed on her, shuddering with release. Slowly she drifted down from the stars, eased back into her sated body , unable to move but exalted to bask in the aftermath of his passionate love-making. She caught her breath and slowly she opened her eyes. And blinked… Well … Suzie sat up and laughed, stretching her limbs. She grabbed the mouse and went into Favourites.. If it was that good just fantasizing about him she couldn’t wait to get on a plane and fuck him for real.

2 May 2006

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