05-10-2013, 02:02 PM | #16 |
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Your story makes me hard Miss! I would like to be in your boyfriend place.
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05-11-2013, 12:41 PM | #17 | |||
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I hope you are satisfied with your slut. I told you that it will make me extremely horny if I have to edge all the time.
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05-11-2013, 12:43 PM | #18 |
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Story/ 1
"I enter a standard motel room, brown, beige, polished wood. The curtains are open, I see a parking space and lots of cars. A big ceiling fan is circling slowly above me. Next to it are some halogen lamps, creating a bright spot in the middle of the room. I see a big guy, well built, head shaved, and strong as hell. It's him. He's naked.
I get down on my knees. I'm so glad that I'm finally allowed to see him. And I know why I'm here. He wants me to please his cock. It's my duty. No questions asked, nothing to talk about, I'm here to please him. I'm shivering in anticipation, as I've been for days, waiting for our first meeting. I'm naked. Before entering I stripped naked, in the corridor. All my clothes are lying in a heap on the floor outside of his room. I can see them, as the door is still open. I did not have the presence of mind to close it. Behind me a TV set blurts, ".... the Rays score a run in the bottom of the first inning while forcing Verlander to throw 29 pitches." I'm lost in his bright green eyes. I'm hypnotized. On all four, I crawl towards him. I lift my head, look into his eyes and tentatively stroke his dick. He's definitely not bad equipped down there, and he knows it. He's proud of his dick. He knows what to expect from a slut like me. "B.J. Upton follows with a single to put runners at first and third..." The ball game is in my ears, but he's in my mouth. Delicately I have started to lick the sensitive spot right below the head, but as soon as he is hard, I grab his dick with both hands and stuff it in my mouth. He moans and I suck, the TV still blurting. "Scott hits a hard grounder that appears to be destined for the corner in right field. But Fielder makes a diving stop and records the out unassisted..." I see the reflection of the TV set in his green eyes, his look transfixed on the game. But then he seems to come to live. Without warning, he grabs my hair and forces me to deep throat him. I struggle to remain calm, but he is fucking me so ruthlessly that I have to fight for air. I flinch, gag, try to withdraw. No chance. His huge, mighty cock is pounding me relentlessly. To make it all worse, he is pinching my nose, so I can't breathe. Desperately I yank my mouth open. But I only get more cock. "Verlander walks Ben Zobrist, who steals second to put runners at first and third. But Verlander gets Brooks Conrad to ground out to the mound to get out of the inning..." Not being able to breathe while his gigantic cock is filling me up, I am about to faint. But suddenly his cock is growing even bigger. He shivers, twitches and gives me a last thrust. Then he stills. A whole load of hot, salty cum fills my mouth. I swallow eagerly, hoping to get some air. He retracts, and I can breathe again. Sticky cum is dripping down my chin. I still can't close my mouth. "Jennings made a great diving catch to end the top of the third inning..." I look up, into his eyes. He is back with the game. But he smiles, he seems satisfied. I'm proud. I start to lick his now soft dick, cleaning him thoroughly." |
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This slut so much wants to be shared, Master. I'm so happy that you bring out my submissive side. I need to be pushed in that direction. This slut wants you to push her limits. Pleeeeeeeeze let me cum... I'm here for you. I'm so horny and eager to please. Quote:
I woke up this morning completely ashamed of my behavior last night. I really went over the top, drinking too much and sending you all these silly messages. You have any right to be angry with your selfish slut! Quote:
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05-12-2013, 12:37 PM | #21 | ||
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Maybe I can tell you about my day, Master Ben? This morning, still naked from bed, I went to the bathroom, had a pee, went to my living room, grabbed the white thong from my laptop screen, added a pair of fairly low cut black leggins, a black bra, a yellow tank top, a pink tee and I was ready. I had the feeling that I needed some color in my life. On top of all that I put a black hoodie, a brown leather jacket and a colorful shawl. On my feet I had pink socks and brown leather boots. My hoodie is not sooo long, Master, it barely covers my ass (and only sometimes my crotch), so I am fairly exposed down there, at least when I move and especially when I raise my arms. I did this for your well-being (and because it makes me horny as hell...) Quote:
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05-12-2013, 12:38 PM | #22 | |
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05-12-2013, 12:39 PM | #23 |
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My Report/ 6
Your dirty slut is back from her BF. It was a disaster. He didn't make her cum! Here is what happened:
After coming home from university and doing some homework, your slut braced up, edged 5 times through her panties, placed her wet panties on the shelf, wrote a message to her Master and left. She was to meet her bf at his place. He still lives with his parents, but his room is more secluded than your slut's. He was not very sympathetic at first, as he had been told by your slut not so long ago that she would not fuck him any more for a very long time. Nevertheless, your slut made a big effort to appease him, not telling him why she wanted to be fucked so badly. She told him he had changed, he had been so sexy when she saw him with his friends, he was such a good lover and so on. He stayed sceptical, but by smiling at him sweetly, looking up at him admiringly, running her fingers through her hair nervously, licking her lips promisingly, and touching him "unvoluntarily", she eventually managed to lay her hand on his thighs. In no time your dirty slut moved her hand up to his crotch, assuring him how much she had missed him, how hot she was for him, how much she needed to be fucked by him and so on. When she felt his dick stiffen, she knew she had him. She unceremoniously stripped, kneeled naked on the bed above him and started to take off his clothes, piece by piece, kissing him, leading his hands to her tits, rubbing his dick and so on. Your slut had hoped to get some foreplay, but no, as soon as he was naked, he turned your eager slave on her back and tried to stick his now erect member in that pussy of yours, between your slut's open legs. She did not dare to resist, as you had written "That pussy of mine needs to be filled." Which he did. Your horny slut had just started to get into the groove and was looking forward to some serious fucking, when his whole body shook, and stiffened. He yelled "Ohhh...", on top of his lungs and shot a shitload of cum into that unsuspecting pussy of yours that he had just conquered. Seconds later, he lay still on top of your slut, looking like the cat that got the cream. Only it was your slut, who had gotten the cream! And way too early. Your slut was so horny and frustrated, that she could barely restrain herself from slapping him in the face. But she thought better of it, forced a smile on her lips, kissed him softly (using her tongue!) and offered him a second round. It did not work. He did not get hard again, didn't even try, despite her taking him in her mouth (yuk) and licking him clean. He was so pleased with himself and his wonderful prowess, that this slut could only leave in a hurry, before she did something rash. Not without kissing him again (yuk), promising to be back soon, reassuring him that he had been a great lover, that the sex had been awesome, that it had been sooo good for her and so on. And that they should definitely repeat this wonderful experience. All this simply because she had not been able to fulfill her Master's orders. She had not been able to cum, and she had missed to yell, "OH BEN, OH BEN, OH BEN!" So your horny slut expects to be sent back to her bf for a second try and does not want to make it too complicated for her to do so. This is the sad story of a still hot and very humiliated slut. |
05-15-2013, 08:37 AM | #24 |
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This is hot. Please go on.
Maybe a bit slower. Maybe with less action, and more description of what the individual characters are thinking or fearing. How they strip, how the other one reacts. Draw it out a bit. And humiliate... slowly. Make them realize how helpless they are. Tell us about the characters and what they are ashamed of, how they got into the position in the first place... Or, if you have it all planned out: just do it the way you like. You probably know best! |
05-15-2013, 03:18 PM | #25 | |
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05-15-2013, 03:20 PM | #26 | |
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I have already texted my bf, telling him that I'd love to see him tonight. Now I'm waiting for his reply. |
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05-15-2013, 03:22 PM | #27 |
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My Report/ 7
He told me to meet him in a bar. I edged 10 times, very fast, getting soaking wet in no time. On top of my dirty panties, I put the low cut, still cum-stained skinny jeans from our last meeting, a black lace push-up bra, a very short, low cut bright yellow chamisol, and an even shorter and low cut dark t-shirt, wide enough to let it slip down my naked shoulders. Last was my brown leather jacket. More than 3 inches of bare skin were left between my jeans and the t-shirt. I added dark red lipstick, black mascara and some dark blusher - and was dressed to kill. When I looked in my bathroom mirror, I saw a horny slut.
I was early. My bf was not yet there. I had never before been to that bar and I did not like it. Neither the atmosphere nor the guest. All young, loud and drunk guys – full of testosterone. I sat at the bar, as my bf had suggested, ordered a beer and was handed an open bottle. The guys had stopped talking and were staring at me. I tried not to make eye contact and took a big swig. One of the guys walked over. "Hey slut," he said "I like your smell!" And he grinned, looking back at his buddies. Your slut frowned, saw her bf in the entrance, stood up and greeted him with a warm embrace and a deep kiss, using her tongue. Loud upheaval with the guys, than the bold one applauded and walked back to his buddies. My bf leaped onto a barstool and pulled me towards him, forcing me to stand between his spread legs. He was looking smug. "So you really wanna have sex with me again?" he said. Your slut tried to look sincere. "Yes. I love you so much. I'm sorry I noticed it so late, almost too late. But it is never too late. I treated your bad, I know. But I'll promise to make good. I will be a good girl now." And I reached up to kiss him. Opening my mouth for his tongue. He refused. "You will have to do a lot of convincing, girl. I do not want any more Peters hanging around. Do you still see him?" Your slut shook her head, no, she had not seen him since their holidays. Her bf pushed her bottle towards her. "Swallow. I wanna go." I took a big swig, looked around and pressed my butt against his crotch. He did not react at first, but then he grinned. I felt his hands on my hips, on my naked skin, slowly moving up. I froze. His hands were under my t-shirt, cupping my bra. The buddies were staring. One of them whistled. My bf pinched my nipples hard through the fabric of my bra, then pulled the bra down, so that my tits were free for his roaming hands. He turned me around, faced me. "You'd better look at me, girl. I know that you'd love to fuck all these guys. But it will be me, only me or not me at all! Understood?" I put my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me. His hard dick was close to my horny, wet, and – you can be sure – wide open pussy. I was so horny, I could not think straight any more. He raised my bottle, grabbed my hair, made me look up, put the bottle right to my lips and said, "Drink some more, girl. Go on, swallow..." He stuffed the bottle deep inside my mouth. Cold beer was filling my throat. I could not take it. Soon it was dripping out of my mouth, running down my breasts, soaking my t-shirt, my chamisol and my bra. Even my jeans. "You know that you stink of sex" he said. "I like it. I like it when you want to be fucked. But I want you to fuck only me." He opened his wallet, threw some coins on the counter, stood up and grabbed my arm. "Let's go. Now you will fuck me." Once outside, I started to think again. I had to think very fast as he was pulling me to the parking lot, towards his father's fancy car. Cool. I followed him. He opened the driver's door and sat down. "Come over, get your ass in," he shouted, while he tried to open the other door. But I did not walk over. I simply stayed next to him and started to strip. My jacket first, than the t-shirt, the chamisol and the bra. "I can't get in your father's car all wet. He will hate me. But we can have some fun right here and then drive to your place." With this I folded the leather jacked around my wet garments and let them all fall to the floor. I got down on my knees and opened his jeans. He leaned back, giving me free access to the zipper. In one move, I pulled down his jeans and his boxers. They crumpled around his ankles. Without any fuss, I took his cock in my mouth and sucked. He moaned loudly. By now, your dirty slut was so horny that she almost came from the excitement alone. I could barely restrain from putting a hand in my jeans to play with that pussy of yours. But that was a no-go. I concentrated on my bf's dick. He had been hard in the bar, and he was close now. I let my tongue play with the slit in the head of his dick, licked his shaft, took his balls in my mouth and then got down on him. I squeezed his balls with both hands and a few movements of my head were enough to bring him to the edge. Making him feel how deep I could take him in pushed him over the edge. He came hard, as if a dam would bust. Your slut had never had so much cum in her mouth. I gagged, concentrated on swallowing and finally got it all down. Before he could say something, I kissed him softly. Using my tongue. Giving him something to taste. Then I stood up and looked around. Nobody had been watching. I collected my clothes and said "Thank you, honey. That was hot. You're such a wonderful lover." He grinned. "I love you, girl," he said. "I love you too," your slut replied. "Can we repeat that tomorrow?" he asked while I dressed. The wet clothes were cold on my naked skin. "Yes, of course, honey! You can fuck me every day now. I want to get used to it. And if you go on like this, I will be addicted to your cock very soon..." He was flattered. "But now I'll have to go, honey. I'm so sorry, tomorrow I'll have to get up early." I left him in his father's car. When I looked back, his jeans were still around his ankles and he looked baffled. |
05-15-2013, 04:01 PM | #28 |
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I love how you described the looks, the dreading situation, the humiliation in front of an audience. And the reversing roles. Is there anyone "nice" in this story?
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05-16-2013, 01:34 PM | #29 | |
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Your humble slut just crawled out of her bed. First thing she went to the bathroom. Getting out of my soaked panties, I found that my pussy lips were not their usual color. Instead they were a dark purple. And they were not modestly closed, they were gaping wide, dripping of pussy juices. After all these tasks and edges, your slut is seriously horny! I know that I'm not allowed to touch, so there is no touching, but being this horny makes me crazy. Right now I'm so strung out, subservient and submissive that I would do everything for only one orgasm!
There is one more thing I have to report: Your obedient slave has given the used, very skimpy and very transparent thong that she has soaked last night a prominent place on her table, on top of the books I still have to read for my studies. I am very embarrassed and anxious that somebody will come in and see them. And another one: I have edged again, first 2 times and then an additional 5 times. Pleeeeeze Master, have mercy... I need to cum... Quote:
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05-16-2013, 01:36 PM | #30 | |
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Going out/ 8
I texted some of my old friends from school. We'll meet in two hours. Restless and fidgety I check your messages again. I hope I have received all of your rules. I have printed them out, so I can look them up over the evening. I am completely naked, I drink beer and I desperately want to touch this pussy of yours! As I can't do that, I'm looking at porn. Nasty girls sucking the dicks of naked guys....
It's time to dress now. What do you want me to wear? Berlin clubs can be quite hot... Quote:
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