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christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 07:03:16 +0000

My name Is Josh I was 18 years old and my girlfriends name was Ashley. She was the queen of my high school. She was hot and smart. I was a soccer player. I was 5’11”, brown eyes and black hair. We had been dating for over 2 years. After school Ashley used to work at a small clothing shop in the mall. I would go to see her after my soccer practice. She had this job only for 1-2months.

She used to get a 15 min brake at 5p.m. and be done at work by 7p.m. We had had sex often. My family had a second apartment that nobody lived in or used with was always empty. This made it easy for us. It was Valentine’s Day and she still had to work. I was disappointed. So I decided to surprise her at work with chocolates, flowers and a gift. The gift was a red lace babydoll. I went at 4.30p.m. I was hoping she would be able to take a brake early. She was happy to see me. I kissed her and gave her the stuff. She was so happy I came. Her friend told her to go for her brake early and that she would cover for Ashley. We went around the back near the changing rooms. Ashley went in to try on her gift. 2mins later she opened the door slightly and signaled me to go in. I went in a saw her in that sexy babydoll I felt a rise in my pants. She giggled and grabbed it with her hand. She unzipped my jeans, undid the button and slid my jeans off.

My cock was hard in Ashley’s hand and she very slowly stroked my cock. Our lips were locked together and my tongue wrapped around Ashley’s tongue. My hands were up and down Ashley’s back. I let Ashley take my T-shirt off and I dropped Ashley’s lingerie to the floor. My hands reached down and I grabbed Ashley’s tight firm ass. She let out a soft moan and bit my lower lip. I lift Ashley off the floor by her ass cheeks and she wrapped her legs around my waist as we kissed. I then threw her down and I kneeled in front off her. She split her legs wide and placed her hands on my head. I bit her thigh and I could smell her pussy juices and I wanted it. She wanted me badly I could tell as she grabbed my head and whimpered my name. I licked her wet pussy lips slowly up and down. I parted her lips and slid my finger in her pussy. I sucked on her clit while I fingered her slowly. She loved it so she grabbed my hair tight and moaned louder. I knew she was getting close so I fingered her faster and faster and sucked her clit harder. Her moans were getting incredibly loud and she was screaming my name begging me not to stop. So I kept going. As she was reaching her orgasm her exclaimed she was about to explode and when she did cum a little squirted on my face and she yelled my name when she came. People outside most definitely heard her.

I licked my lips and her juices. I could feel her pussy throbbing. I still wanted her but I knew her pussy couldn’t take my cock and so did she. So she looked at me with a grin and turned over. She was bent over in front of me. We had done doggy many times but always vaginal. This time she parted her ass checks and I grabbed them firm in my hands and licked her ass hole making it nice and wet. She was anxious and nervous so I asked her if she was sure and she told me she wanted it. I place my cock and touched the head to her hole and slowly went inside her. She moaned so loud like I’d never heard before so I slowed down and gently began to slide my shaft inside her ass hole. Her moans soon went from pain to pleasure and got more frequent as I picked up the pace. Her ass was so tight that I was scared my cock would rip her hole. I grabbed her by her hair with my one hand and placed the other on her ass check as I began to thrust even faster. She began to yell my name and she told me she wanted it deeper and harder so I did just that. I moved all 8” inside her and pound her hard. I also spanked her as I moved in and out of her ass whole. I saw her hands, one was squeezing her tit and here other hand was massaging her clit.

Ashley loved this and her moans were more intense than I had ever heard as I slammed her. I was getting close to explode but I was holding back for her. She then let out a huge screaming that she was going to cum hard. I pound her so fast that her ass was red. She yelled out Josh as she came and she squirted a little bit as well. I told her I was going to cum. Ashley pulled my cock out of her ass and slid my cock in between her amazing tits and put the head in her mouth. I blew my cum all inside her mouth. She swallowed it all. We got dressed and went out. Everyone was staring at us with judging eyes and whispering.

Taking shower

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 14 May 2008 10:17:25 +0000

I had pulled a double at work and I was ready to go home. Since I hadn't expected to work so late, I stopped and bought my husband some flowers to let him know I was sorry.

When I finally got home, my husband had a nice surprise for me. I immediately noticed that our daughter wasn't home. Almost as soon as I walked in the door, my husband took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom. He had drew me a hot bubble bath. I relaxed in the tub for about 45 mins.

When I got out and went into our bedroom to get dressed, he came up behind me and started fondling my breasts. He kissed my neck. He was also softly pinching my nipples. I smiled and reached behind me and started to fondle his hardening cock through his jogging pants. He turned me around and kissed me deep. We fell onto the bed. He starting planting kisses over every inch of my body. He had yet to say one word.

After a few minutes, I thought it was my turn to play. I rolled over on top of him and kissed his neck. I took off his shirt and kissed him from his chest to his hair line. I then very slowly took off his pants and boxers. I then started to give him long kisses all over his groin area. Slowly making my way down. I planted kisses and licks all over his balls. Moving my way up to his shaft, I gave it one very slow lick all the way to the tip. In one quick motion, I completely engulfed his stiff tool into my throat. He moaned very loud. I started to bob my head up and down slowly on his now very hard cock. I made the tip suction to the roof on my mouth each time I slid my wet mouth down his dick. He was moaning and squirming about.

He had me climb on top of him in a 69 position...we went down on each other for sometime. Finally I had decided there had been enough teasing. I gave his dick one last kiss, got on all fours, and asked him to fuck me hard.

Apparently he didn't think the teasing was over. He came up behind me, and slid a finger into my very wet hole. He began to fuck me with his finger and used one of his other fingers to tease my clit. Every now and then he would lean down and lick my asshole, I was moaning and letting out little screams of pleasure. He did this until I came all over his finger and tongue. My juices started to run down his hand.

Finally, he put his cock at my entrance. He put it in about 2 inches, then pulled out again. He did this about three time, until he finally slammed his throbbing cock deep into my dripping pussy, his balls slapped the bottom of my ass. I screamed in ecstasy. He started to slam his dick into me as hard as he possibly good while softly smacking my ass. He was now using a finger to play with my asshole. He used my wetness to slide a finger into my ass. I started to play with my clit furiously, determined to have an orgasm right then. It only took a few more thrusts before I had an earth shattering orgasm. My pussy contracted around his hard cock.

I could tell he was close to cuming, but I wanted more. So I reluctantly pulled away from him. I told him to lay down. I straddled him. While kissing him, I slowly rubbed my clit against the head of his prick. I was driving him crazy. He kept gently bucking his hips towards my inviting hole. I wouldn't let him have it just yet. I know if I did, he would cum very quickly. I just kissed his lips and neck for about a minute. Finally, I positioned his pulsing cock into my very wet, very hot cunt. I slowly sank down on it. Enjoying his full length inside me. I began to bounce up and down on his rock hard dick. We both were moaning in pleasure. He tried as best as he could to rub my clit with his thumb. Then he started to pinch my nipples. I began to grind my clit into him. I was bouncing very hard on his stiff pole. I could feel him start to tense up. I increased my tempo and gridded my clit even harder. I wanted us to come together. Just then, he bucked his hips and shot a huge load of cum into my hot cunt. That set me off. I moaned very very loudly as I had my final orgasm.

Spent, I began to slowly roll off of him. We cleaned up, laid in each others arms, and fell asleep. When I woke up, he was still sleeping, but had a raging hard on. That gave me ideas...

Baby's cooking at home

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 14 May 2008 10:15:45 +0000

I stayed in bed, in my room for the remainder of the week, and towards
the weekend, after much persuasion from my aunt, I reluctantly got up
and went to mind her store on Friday. My girl Ai called me, from the
store to tell me about a gig in her neighborhood and insisted I come. I
faked being sick but everyone knows better than try and make excuses
with her.

"tha's wack Keisha!" she screamed right into my ear "I wanna see your
butt herre 2nite or I'mma come there and whip your ass! Ya hear! I
ain't kiddin Keisha, besides I need you herre, there's this busta white
herre who keeps making me wanna front. So you get your as herre when
you done. Iight?"

I smiled into the phone and said "ok."

By 7:30, after my aunt had let me up with the usual the third degree, I
left for the gig. keisha's neighborhood is a project neighborhood, and
it isn't like any other ghetto, in her ghetto is where everything
happens, from rape to money laundering to teen moms to murders which
the 5-0's don't account for and don't care. From 10 miles away you
could hear the beat of the music they were playing, it drowned into
your ear and each time your tummy went ‘thump' with just the usual kind
of ache to go with it. I had gotten a ride from mike and his friends
and the roads had just enough pot-holes to give an extra ache to the
already mentioned one.

I got to the party by 9 o' clock and from where I stood the house seemed
too decent for a project house. Somewhat like one of those picket fence
houses. It was white all through and from outside looked like a two
story building. The music was now blasting loud and clear and people
were just going past me into the house. I followed the large crowd that
was pouring into the house and ended up in a corridor that seemed to go
forever. I looked over my shoulder to see if I could find anyone I
knew...

"Keisha!" I closed my eyes tight, just the sound of the voice was an
irritation it self. "Keisha!" I opened my eyes, turned my head to the
sound of the voice and smiled

"Dwayne." I said and he rushed me into a bear hug. Wincing he lifted me
up from the floor where he stood about 6 foot 5 and after the crushing
bear hug put me down. I felt the final crack in my spin... or what was
left of it.

"Was happening girl? Haven't seen you in a long time. Ya know, I know I
said I'd call but ya know how it is! Especially with all the other
honeys calling me and all. didn't think you'd mind me not calling
again. But if you want we can always get back together but I don't
think you can...watch it foo! Can't you see where you goin ...men!...
so I was saying me n my boys we be crusing down the streets and thought
heard about the gig herre n decided to check...yo check this out...I
was at da dog on a stick gettin some grub when da lady was like tryin
to overcharge ma shih. I was like "Whaddafuh dat be fo?" all loud an
shih an den she was like "that's the total sir" an I was like "Sir!?
Why you creppin shiznit?" So I took da fries an straight up mashed em
into da chalk board menu so it would be all greasy an hard to write on
it an shih. She got all up in ma ma bizness bout it so I was like "YO
BAYAM!" an slammed ma corndog onto da regista - den I was like "PAYOW"
an straight up knocked over the lemonade maka! Den she was all scared
an shih an ran to da back so I didn't haves to pay fo shih! Dats some
crazy ass gangsta shih mutha fucka! 8mile representin!... ok check it
out... hey yo killa!"

"My name!"

"Get your butt over herre! U gotta meet someone! Yo check it out... dis
herre is ma man, killa."

"sup shorty." I smiled in acknowledgment.

"I was saying, I got this contract ya know d one I'm talking about right
Keisha?" I nodded. "ya well I'm goin to the top! Ya know what I'm
saying. My agent says I go be the next Michael Jordan. Ain't that right
killa?" "thas right!" "So right now I'm playing ... yo there's big t.
over there. Yo big t. ... just talking about you ...get your ass over herre men... so I'mma be a bawla...."

And that's just how it is with Dwayne. Just cos he's six foot tall with
the brain of a peanut and the talent of a basketball god, he thinks
he's the next best thing. I used to date him way back, it wasn't
exactly dating but he liked to think we were dating so I'd rub his ego
and go along whenever his homies asked I'd say we were.

I guess once it got too far, at a party he had had too much to drink and
started making provocative advances to me. And try as I might I
couldn't fight him off. Eventually the booze got the best of him and he
fell asleep on me. I was able to get off him during that night. The
next morning he called me to check if I was ok. He seemed to have this
preconceived idea that I had slept with him, I didn't try and correct
him as deep inside that man body, Dwayne truly is a baby. That was his
supposed "first time". And just like him all his friends just like
girls to rub their ego so from that time on I stayed far away from him
as possible.

Just as I thought that he was never done talking to me ... "Keisha!."
Boy was I ever glad to see Ai. "Ai" I called "come over herre." She
came with suspicious in her eyes, as she knows me better than most
people and knows that I'm not always exactly enthusiastic about seeing
her. This was a first.

"Hey Dwayne. ‘member Ai. Ai this is Dwayne and killa..."

"sup honey." Killa said his eyes traveling down Ai's body.

"And big T..."

"Uh huh. Now what you want me to do Keisha? They bugging you? Huh? Cos
if they are I'll get my girls over n get their butts kicked out." She
said eyeing them and chewing rapidly as she talked.

"Oh no. that's not it Ai. I just wanted you to meet friends of mine." I
tried ever so sweetly to tell her, my smile was tearing up my face
wasn't sending out the message to her.

"Ok anyway guys we have to go. I wanna go use the bathroom." Ai said
jerking my hand along with her as we left. Thank you Ai!

"wus sup with you? They looked ok to me." She said as the crowd began to
swallow us.

"Yeah. That's cos you haven't spent your entire life time with Dwayne.
He's just another skeezer." I dragged her and we got to the kitchen
where on top of the table baby, a girl of mine, was dancing on top of
the center table while a small crowd of guys hailed her on among other
girls too. She winked when she saw me and continued her tease. Her top
was completely off and her pants had been zipped open. A terrific body
that had being used over and over again, and just 18. She was
completely drunk now, meaning she probably had problems at home. And
the only way most people could deal with their problems in most
projects, was to get drunk.

We moved on to the next room which was the living room where there were
more peeps and everywhere you could see some kind of activity going on.
There were a couple of people on the floor playing strip poker. About 7
girls and lots of guys, most already were naked. The latest offender
was now on a guys' lap grinding her hips on his while they made out,
the on lookers hailed them on, encouraging the guy to go further on
her. Somewhere in between their make out session, in the air, you could
smell other people's sex. It was understandable. As we continued down
the hall way, in most rooms you could hear the muffled sounds of people
in their own little ecstasy world. By the tone of their sounds you'd
know that they were getting skully. In another room, some guys were
playing pool. And as we passed we felt their eyes on us.

Gotcha!

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 14 May 2008 10:12:27 +0000

We've lived next to our naighbours for over 15 years. They bought an old cottage down the lane to the side of our house. Over the years they did a lot of hard work renovating the property and extending it even building a Garage with guest flat above it.

Some years ago when theirs and our kids were young the caravan arrived and off they went on there annual holidays. Ken my husband and I our tent people, Ken has always mocked pulling a shell around behind you and living in a box whilst on holiday. Peter would leave the van for months and then a frantic clean up would start a day or so before the family hit the road. Obviously the old van had seen better days, but off they would go to Spain, Italy and France and warious warm continental destinations.

Ken is in Finance and Pete works in engineering his wife is a teacher. We were used to seeing Peter coming home dirty and I guess I looked down on him like Ken.

Over the years we chatted but were never what you call friends, Ken was often shocked at Petes wealth of knowledge when they talked. Over the years I realised that there was more to Peter than first met the eye, he seemed to be very well traveled and even shocked me when he started quoting Poetry when we were talking one day. His knowledge from Keates to Yevtushenko left us some what shocked, and when he knocked on the door and lent us some of his poetry books for my sons course work we were stunned.

Ken polishes the car on a Sunday after its regular Saturday wash down and does the same with mine. Everything in Kens world runs to order. As we observed the renovations to the old cottage it was apparent that Peter and Janes world did not work to any set plan. But slowly the Cottage took shape and we were amazed at the variety of skills the man had and the hard manual work the couple did.

My Gardening skills lay with dead heading a few blooms and moving my sun bed out of the way of Kens Saturday morning mowing session.
A couple of years ago the usual van summer clean up started. Off on holiday said I. Off on Friday called Pete, so are we I replied. We saw Pete and Jane leave with the van on Thursday and Ken stood open mouthed on Friday morning as he pulled our cutains back.

In the drive next door next door was a new BMW with a large 4 wheel new van behind it. It even had an air con unit on the roof and large fancy windows.
We went shopping to leave some food for our daughter whilst we were away and when we returned the new car and van had gone. We left for the tunnel but had to return as Ken had forgoten his insulin. Ken had been diabetic for some years.

We spent the firsd week in Britany and then as the rain swept in we moved to the coast south of Bordeaux. We set up our Bungalow sized tent in the rain and were both soaked and miserable, Kens health problems have not been good for some time and we have been unable to have a sexual relationship for over 5 years as he can not get an erection and oral sex is not something Ken would ever try.

I satisfy my carnal needs with the odd racy novel and my fingers in a long hot bath.It rained for four days and on the second day of rain we had not noticed the caravan that had arrived opposite us with no car parked near it. As I walked from the showers the rain started again and a large X5 BM stopped alongside me. "lift" called the driver, it was Pete. I hopped up into the plush leather passenger seat.

Pete stopped at the caravan opposite us, "coffee he invited". Ken had gone off to a local market some miles away. Damp warm and Humid the air-conditioned Luxury of the Caravan was wonderful. As I stepped into the van I glimpsed Jane asleep on a huge bed past a shower with a glass like door. Pete closed the dor to the bedroom area and as I took a seat in the luxurious front cabin. Had breakfast said Pete, er a No, I said. He got out a large pack of frozen bacon and popped it in the Microwave to defrost as he lit the hob under the kettle. Excuse me a mo he said and passed me a Paper as he closed the door behind him. I heard muffled voices above the sounds from the BBC on the world service, I heard what sounded like a squealed and grunting sound and I felt movement through the caravan floor and a "shushing" sound and grunt. May be I was mistaken but the sounds sounded sexual, but the micro wave beeped and I heard the sound of the shower as I read of Blairs latest freebie holiday. Pete reappeared dressed only in a large towel and started to cook a full English breakfast as he told me of his cycle ride that morning and what he had seen. He was a big man maybe 6'3 or more and had to duck slightly in the van, he passed me my coffee and as he passed the sugar I noticed a slight bulge in the towel, as he turned away I realized that my Robe had fallen open and my left breast was on view.

I pulled the top to and continued to read as Pete called to Jane in the shower, he opened a cupboard and took out some board shorts all though the door slightly obscured my view he dropped his towel and just pulled on his shorts. My mouth must have hung open as I got a gimse of his huge cock. Opps, sorry he said. I'm so used to just stripping off with all the nudity over here I forgot what I was doing. He adjusted his cock as I pulled my lower jaw up,he winked and whispered nice tits quietly.

I had to laugh and Jane joined us as he served the breakfast, we all sat and chatted and Jane and I got talking about diabetes as Pete went of to the camp shop for milk and that days paper. Jane had been insulin dependant for about 4 years. Suddenly she said, can Ken still do it? I guess my face gave it away, and I quietly said no. We get by said Jane but I still cant do him justice. A bit of KY doesn't make up for the real thing, have you ever strayed she then said, GOD No, I said. DIY job then! she winked and I blushed.

Ken arrived back and I was still talking with Jane and Pete as the rain drizzled on. Ken is a reader and not a sun lover, we went of our own ways for the afternoon. The weather was back to normal the next day, as I returned from my early morning swim at the beach Pete came back from his bike ride. Do you swim every morning he said, yeah I replied as he wobbled by as he went off the path to pass me. I'll join you in the morning then he said. I laughed to myself as He wouldn't expect to find me along at the nudist beach so there was no chance of that.

Ken and I went to Bordeaux for the afternoon and had dinner on the way back. We parked and as Ken opened our tent I went to the toilets and passed Jane walking back from the bar. I bumped into Pete coming out of the toilets, don't forget our swim he laughed. Oh yeah I called about 6am then. With miles of beach he was unlikely to find me as I did not use the family beach any way.

In the morning I woke earlier than usual. Ken takes a shot in the night and something to eat so he would not be up until about 8.30 as we had eaten later than normal.

The sun glinting of the alantic gentle swell of the early morning was beautiful as I swam in the cool waters washing off the night time sweat. As I dozed in the early morning sun in only a thong I suddenly realized I was in shadow. Not rain again I thought, as I opened my eyes. Morning, said Pete. He stood in his tight cycling gear and helmet cloves with cycling shoes in one hand and holding the bike saddle in the other. Mens cycling gear makes me laugh but with the padding in the shorts he looked like a young girls dream. I pulled my towel over my tits as I realized my nakedness. 48 years old and I felt shy, oh come on said Pete, you have nice tits and a great ass. Thanks I said meekly, he stood the bike in the trees behind us and hung his cycle vest, helmet, shoes and gloves on the bike and took a towel from his bag and laid it alongside my slightly hidden position.

How about our swim he pleaded, I let my towel slip down as he walked towards the sea, he turned back. Standing by his bike he pulled off his cycling shorts. Turning to face me his cock hung at around 8 inches long and very thick with its dome head hidden by his foreskin. I must have looked a complete fool with my mouth hanging wide open again as he grabbed my hand to pull me towards the sea. I resisted but he just pulled me to him and picked me up. Hold on I called out. He pulled my thong off as I struggled and hit him. He put me down laughing as I grabbed the thong from my towel. "sorry, thought you wanted it to stay dry. As I called him names and swore at him he staired at my shaven pussy and starting wanking his cock laughing at me. As his erection grew I dropped my thong and ran crying into the sea, as I swam he ran down the empty beach with his erection wobbling menacingly in front of him.

In the park

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 14 May 2008 10:11:08 +0000

The period and location: Medieval Monarchical era in India.
The story is in told in first person by the hero, King Kamasutran.

Ch. 1: The message

It all started when I had just made love to my third queen and was recovering my breath next to her hot sweaty body and my own manhood limp, dripping with our combined juices slowly diminishing in size. My personal assistant knocked on the door and I adjusted our clothes and let him in.

He bowed with his eyes twinkling at our condition and said humbly.
“My Lord! There is an urgent message from King Namarda, our immediate neighbour, which deserves your immediate attention”
I sighed and asked him to wait in the next room and I will follow him. Namarda was my father-in-law’s brother who ruled over a prosperous state next to my kingdom and we were very close. My assistant gave me a silken letter, which summed up the issue as follows:

Due to a voodoo spell cast by his enemies, his kingdom faced a humanitarian crisis. Strangely all men in the state had lost their libido and turned impotent.

It was shocking and ALL men had fallen into this spell or disease, God knows what. As his kingdom now faced a shortage of soldiers due to a recent war this crisis could not have come at a worse time. The King implored me that at least in the next twenty years a formidable army of men and women has to be formed and the time for action was now. The action he suggested was strange but fascinating indeed.
I was to go over to his kingdom as a saviour and my mission was to ‘impregnate’ as many women as I could in the next couple of months starting from his queens, princesses and womenfolk of the Ministers’ and Army Commanders’ families. I gasped at the audacity of his suggestion and the implications therein.

The letter continued, I would be provided with a private luxurious palace with all royal facilities and I was free to choose any woman at any time and place for making love without any protection and come in their wombs till one day she got pregnant.

I sat down, my mind in a whirl at the possibilities this invite threw at me, on one side this was a man’s wildest dream, and on the other were moral and social implications in my family.

I convened a meeting of all my queens and put the issue of producing ‘issues’ in the next kingdom to them. The ladies thought long and hard, aware of my royal duties, argued and consulted each other, but my second Queen, Sheena whose uncle was the King of a neighbouring state, prevailed on all of them that it was my royal duty to protect and foster her uncle in this distress, they all gave me the green light and with a thumping heart and my manhood secretly jumping in joy in my jocks at the awesome possibilities and delights that awaited me in the next few months, I agreed to this ‘ mission’ and sent message to the king to arrange ‘everything’.

Ch. 2: Arrival to Carnal land

I arrived in my silver chariot drawn by four powerful horses, covering the road in three hours on a hot afternoon. It was at the entrance that I saw King Namarda with all his family members present to welcome me. He hugged me warmly at the door and his first Queen, Jyothi, a luxuriously built woman of voluptuous proportions, in late thirties clad in gold brocade sari arrived with laughing eyes and sprayed me with perfumes, a sign of welcome.

My mind immediately recorded her charming body structure and disposition and chose her to be my one of earliest mates. The second Queen, Sonia, a charming woman in thirties came near me, her superbly formed breasts in silver bra and her sweet swollen hips rhythmically swinging in her gait, clad in matching silver embroidered dazzling sari approached me and garlanded me with jasmines.

I rubbed her smooth soft arms languidly when I bent my head to accept the garland and could not help but stare lewdly at the her deep V of the bra and the soft-nippled breasts hidden therein. She had an intoxicating perfume about her that got me. On the way to the capital I saw that almost all the women gathered on the streets cheering me on, no doubt happy about my arrival to take care of them all.

Men were almost non-existent there and probably hiding behind the doors, overcome with shame at their state. The excellent thing about the women of this kingdom was that they all belonged to Padmini type of women categorised in the Kama Sutra.

The chief features of Padmini women are that they are tall and have dark long hair, their teeth are pearl white, well formed, have sweet breath and sport small red lips, they have sweet body odour, usually have well rounded soft thirty-eight inch breasts or above, their necks are superbly formed with delicate smooth skin and very erogenous to touch. The waist is small but soft to touch and they have clear skinned buttocks full of soft muscles and smooth as silk. The yoni (pussy) is like a well formed lotus flower, pink inner lips, always wet with her sweet pungent juices like dripping honey, soft petal like outer lips, small cherry shaped clitoris. With these thoughts no doubt bringing my cock up with hot lusty blood flooding my organ, balls tightening, cock itself bobbing softly in my loose robe unhindered by any shorts, I entered my private palace and moved closer to my mission that awaited therein.

Ch. 3: The bodyguard

The interiors of the palace were tastefully decorated and I was seated on a throne with silken cushions and windows were open to a large swimming pool and a lovely garden with flowering and fruit bearing trees.

The breeze was cool and the setting was apt for the ladies to make their presence felt, but it had to be the king, Namarda himself who came over and sat near me and spoke thus: “Oh, King Kamasutran, thanks from the bottom of my heart for acceding to our strange request. In the following days I hope you will enjoy our hospitality and the ladies will only make your stay worthwhile, so ‘Serve and be served’! If there is any thing other than the beautiful women, who will be at your beck and call, that you need of me, please do not hesitate. One word of caution though; my enemies who are responsible for this despicable crime of turning our men impotent may attack you as you are the only impediment to their conspiracy now. I deploy my most trusted and competent Bodyguard, again a woman, named Sahana to be with you always,” he coughed, “Even during the most private moments when you are copulating, as attacks could come at any place and hour. I hope you will accept these arrangements as they are fully thought out and mutually agreeable, especially after you meet Sahana in person.”

He called out, “Sahana” and lo! She appeared out of the silver curtained doorway. I must say I have been blessed to seen many women as a king myself, but Sahana’s first vision took my breath away.

She was at least six feet three tall, brownish black in complexion and powerfully built. She had the mild demeanour of a virgin and hidden power of a cheetah. She was breathtakingly fascinating, a combination of beauty and brawn. She was wearing a close fitting gown, which was open at back and midriff. Her face was supremely calm with confidence and her watchful eyes were naturally black. Her neck gleamed with a shining black skin and her breasts, hardly concealed in her tight blouse, were at least each a ripe papaya fruit size. Her bare midriff had tight smooth abdominal muscles with a deep but small navel. Her buttocks were ample and well rounded and her thighs were superbly built with strong muscles and her legs were long and appropriate. She approached me, her walk like almost animal like, strangely mesmerising. She bowed with a quick bend of her waist and took my hands in her honey brown palms firmly and kissed it softly.
I was thrilled. Well, she had a body that needed guarding, not mine!

“At your service, day and night, your majesty,” she said softly with a firm voice.
“So am I,” I said and gave a wicked wink, which did not go unnoticed.
‘Sahana’ meant patience in local language and I thought it was apt for her. She gave a slow smile, nodded her head, and took position on my right, which was to be her position, as I gathered for the next few months, day and night!
“The ladies will soon appear and you can discuss with them, if you have a plan of action ready on their roles and, ah, their individual timetables.”
So saying the King gave a wicked smile himself, bowed to me and departed.
There was a flurry of activity near the doors and Sahana gave a slow sigh and said to me, “There they come.”
I nodded and got up to receive my beautiful visitors or rather the hosts themselves!

Outdoor games

christelle.nospamplease@nospam.pornlivenews.com — Wed, 14 May 2008 10:09:56 +0000

This is the story of orphans that become of age in 1933 and what they are forced to do to survive the Great Depression. Sara is an 18-year-old orphan during the depression and life is hard. In Chapter 1 and 2, Sara is given a job as a maid for Michael. In Chapter 3 she is spanked for breaking a glass and is forced to masturbate Michael’s cock. In Chapter 4, Michael takes further sexual liberties with her young body including teaching her how to suck his cock.

Maiden Maid

Chapter 5-The Punishment

Sara’s ass arched up as Michael’s cock plowed painfully into her virgin passage. Her head raised up and she screamed as it felt like a red-hot poker was thrust into her vagina, tearing apart her hymen in one cruel thrust that forever took her innocence from her body. Her body was already sore from the punishment Michael had inflicted on her body as she was bent over and tied to the punishment bench. If that had not been enough to smash her innocence, the rape of her pussy as she was bent over the upholstered chair was even worse. She was forced to present herself, open and naked on the chair. She was kneeling on the seat, her upper body hanging over the top of the chair, her breasts hanging down. Her legs were spread wide, touching the arms of the chair. She could feel her pussy lips and ass cheeks spread open. She trembled in fear as she heard Michael behind her removing his clothing, his hard cock placed against open pussy.

Before that night, Sara could not concentrate, her thoughts only of the punishment that Michael would inflict on her body tonight. She had accidentally brushed her teeth against his cock as she sucked it, Michael screaming in pain at the act. After forcing her to swallow his seed, he had left the room, leaving her to think about what evil punishment that he would inflict on her tonight. Sara kept busy all day, but she continued to dread the punishment. She was aghast when she entered Michael’s study to bring him his lunch and saw the punishment bench. It stood out in the center of the room, a massive wood structure laced with leather straps.

Michael looked up when she entered, smiling as he saw her eyes feast upon the punishment bench, wide open in terror at the thought of her bondage in the device. “John did a good job, don’t you think?”

Sara could not believe that John was behind the evil contraption. She had thought of him as her only friend in the house, now she was confronted with the knowledge that he knew and condoned what Michael had and was going to force her to submit to. Each time she would see him now, she could only imagine the thoughts behind his eyes. Was he like Michael, only wanting to take advantage of her situation and have her submit to him sexually? Her eyes looked over the device, from the pillory device in the front that would hold her head and arms tight, to the back pillory with the numerous holes for varying degree of spread on her legs. She did not notice the board that could be raised to split her pussy lips apart and force her to ride the sharp ridge. Nor did she see the bright shiny clamps that would bite into her nipples, springs putting tremendous tension on them, pulling her nipples far from her body.

“Please, Sir, I will obey you, do not punish me on that evil contraption,” she cried out, her eyes pleading to Michael.

“You must learn your position here, Sara and tonight will be your next lesson. Now leave my food and be off with you. Unless of course you want me to increase your punishment for tonight?”

“No, Sir, no,” rushing out of the room. She went back into the kitchen, her face red in shame as she saw John staring at her when she entered. She went into the pantry, a small room lined with shelves on one side, holding the provisions for the house. She could not face looking at John, knowing what she would have to endure tonight at the hands of Michael and that John was instrumental in her punishment. She was grabbing some cans of food when she heard someone enter the narrow pantry. She heard the voice of John and then felt his body against hers, pushing her against the shelves. She was pinned within the tiny confines of the pantry.

“I hear you have seen my handiwork. Michael has promised me some time with you strapped into it. He allows me wide latitude in punishing the maids at the manor and you will be no exception. If you want some leniency with me, you better learn to obey and please me.”

“I thought you were my friend, someone I could trust and depend on?” Sara felt John moving behind her, pushing hard against her. She felt his hands move up and touch her waist, pinning her tightly to the shelves.

John moved his head towards her, his hot breath on her neck. “You will be more then a friend to me, Sara. Much more then a friend. I have such nice things I will do to you and you will do to me. Now, raise your hands up onto the top shelf. Higher, all the way up.” Her hands moved up, slowly climbing up the shelves until they were almost extended up. “Yes, that is good. Now hold still.”

Sara trembled in fear as Johns hands began to move over her body. His hands slid up from her waist, slowly moving up her sides, Sara knowing that they were heading for her unprotected breasts, now thrust up high by her outstretched arms. She felt so vulnerable, pinned tightly to the shelves, feeling John’s hard cock already rubbing sensuously against her ass cheeks. She pushed back on her ass in sudden response as his hands touched the soft swell of her breasts.

“Yes, push back a little from the shelves, but keep your ass tightly against my cock. I want to be able to touch your body. You like that, don’t you Sara. You like being made helpless, unable to stop the ravishment of your own body. I bet your pussy is soaking wet by now. I will soon find out. I am going to make you cum, Sara. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Sara. Forced to cum for me.”

Sara felt the hands slowly move over the sides of her breasts, fingers running over the flesh held tightly within the silk camisole. She could feel her nipples already hardening in anticipation when the fingers would touch them. She knew he was right, she could feel the dampness between her legs. Ashamed at her own behavior she pushed out from the shelves, knowing that she was allowing him complete access to her body. She pushed her ass against him, feeling the hard cock in his pants rubbing against her cheeks. “No, please don’t,” she begged, but moved her ass sensuously against the hard cock. She felt a tongue push into her ear, a small groan of pleasure escaping from her lips as the wet digit moved around in her ear canal.

John’s hands moved forward, grabbing her up-thrust breasts fully within his large hands. He squeezed them tightly, feeling her push against his cock, straining in his pants for release. “Such nice tits, Sara.” His fingers sought out her nipples, large points protruding her dress out. He grabbed each one of them tightly between two fingers and began to apply pressure. “Do you like it when I squeeze them tight? Does the pain feel good?” He twisted them left and right, pinching harder to make sure they did not escape his grasp. He felt them get bigger from the manual ministration of his fingers.

“OOOOOHHHH,” Sara moaned as her body shuddered in pleasure. Her nipples hurt and at the same time she felt a tremor of excitement move through her body as her breasts were roughly fondled for John’s enjoyment. “Ouch” she cried and arched her ass sharply back onto his cock as he gave her a brutal pinch of her nipple. “OWWW,” again she moved back as he did it again.

His fingers tore at her nipples, making her push back on his cock. Each time his cock jerked in appreciation as her silky ass moved over the front of his pants. He continued to pinch them hard, her ass simulating a fucking motion on his cock. “You are going to be a hot fuck, Sara. Too bad that Michael will get you first. But that pussy will still be tight when I fuck it. Yeah, nice and tight. Keep fucking back on me.”

Sara lowered her hands as she felt the hands move over the front of her dress, plucking open the buttons, spreading the front open, the fat hands yanking the top of her dress off her shoulders, the camisoles straps falling down off her shoulders at the same time. She felt the cool air blow across her naked breasts now, the nipples so hard they hurt. She did not have to wait for long before the hands returned, this time to her naked flesh, the harsh fingers moving over her small breasts, grabbing the dark colored areolas, fingernails digging into the tender flesh. His fingers moved so fast it felt like more then two hands ravishing her breasts, pinching and pulling on the nipples. They pulled her breasts out from her body, his fingers anchored tightly to the nipples. A quick twist brought a sharp yelp from her mouth, her ass pushing hard against his cock. She could only imagine how she looked, her arms high above her head again, her dress and camisole hanging from her waist, naked from the waist up. She was moaning in pleasure as his hands abused her body, her ass rising and falling onto his pant covered hard cock.

“Let’s see if that pussy is wet,” John’s hands sliding her dress down over her hips, the material straining to keep from bursting. His fingers moved over her abdomen, pushing in hard, forcing her ass back hard on his cock again. “Spread your legs, Sara. Be a good girl and spread your legs for me.”