My bid come truthful !
by Louishoney @ aol.com and DeTazGal @ aol.com

posting : This document contains explicit adult oriented sexually material If you are not at least eighteen years old ... ... parting NOW !

I meet him in a noisy restaurant and bar. We sit and talk quietly for an hour or so, and I decide to submit to this man who had contacted me originally on the internet. I was scared because I had heard a lot of people got hurt from these cyber romances, but I had also heard a lot of them were very happy with the soul they had met via their computers. I was a pretty good judge of character, or so I thought, and could somehow sensation that I could hope this man.

I had not had a spouse in quite a while due to the pressure of work and the raising of two Kid by myself. I was horny and wet whenever I thought about sex, and lately with the kids off to college and a promotion that let me sustain regular hours once again, I think about having sex almost all the time.

I had recently begun to masturbate in the concealment of my big lovely and lonely nursing home. I even went down to the topical anesthetic sex memory board and bought up a whole bunch of sex plaything and magazines. I was so humiliated to be the alone female in there, but I was determined to get a few things for my pleasance. Then I discovered that I could buy those things over the internet and have them delivered to my front door. I now have quite an extensive assemblage of `` grownup '' material and `` toys. ``

Finally, after a few minutes of chatting and getting to know each other, I told him, `` Lou, you are making me so wet ! Let 's go before I totally suffer my face to do so. I 'm so hot, my pussy is dripping juices down my leg. ``

I had worn a short dress with a full chick and unbuttoned most of the top buttons to show my plenteous cleavage as he requested. Although I had bought new undies just for this occasion, I purposely left them on my bed. As an afterthought, I had also stuffed a vibrating egg way up high inside me and had the controls stuffed under my flop breast. I was able, during the course of our conversations, to secretly manipulate the focal ratio ascendance to stimulate my pussy without making myself cum. I was in desperate need now and liked the horny, slutty way it made me find. When I told him about the egg, he got very excited. I could see the outline of a magnanimous bulge under his trouser. phonograph needle to say, we quickly got up and left.

We went to his car and he drove slowly to his house. We parked in plunk for and walked toward the garage entrance. As we approached the entry to the garage, he removed my dress. `` Clothes for you will not be necessary here, Liz, '' he said. Even though I burned crimson, secretly I was very excited. Since the kids were away, at menage I always removed my wearing apparel as soon as I walked into my doorway without thinking anything about it but I felt myself getting wet thought process of his comment. We have n't gotten into the garage yet but here I am in broad daylight, naked as I came into the world. Nothing on except the taking into custody he attaches to my mammilla pack by the new gold chains that I had bought for my birthday, and the egg buzzing quietly up inside me.

Seeing the hardware I had attached to my torso, he excitedly said, `` Now Liz, open up your legs for me. '' He checked to see if I was wet ( I was. ) He put two fingers in my kitty-cat. He seemed please to lie with that I was excited. My clit anchor ring gleamed in the sunlight. He took slap-up forethought in flicking them. `` Almost healed, '' he surmised as he smiled at me. `` Soon they can be attached to your arrest too. '' He is pleased that I had them installed just for his enjoyment. That pleased me also.



'' Come on now, my friend has been waiting impatiently. '' He pulls gently on my chains and leads me into the den. `` pile, '' he says. I know what is coming as we have had many a hot and fiery electronic mail describing what I wanted to do over the last few weeks. I get on my paw and knee joint and calculate into the eyes of a new player in this man 's game, a large Great Dane with a boner the size of Alaska. He looks at me like his bitch in heat. I could depone he was grinning at me.

'' Excite. '' he commands the dog.

I dread this more than ever. The dog looks like he outweighs me by at least 30 lbs. He noses into me from the tail end and begins to work out me, making himself hornier by the lick. He finds the right spot and clout over and over my besotted clitty teasing my clit with long, sloppy cam stroke of his natural language. I cum instantly even though I do n't want to, as the dog 's over large glossa solecism easily and very deeply into my slimy, pulsing cunt.

As my head eternal sleep on my pen up arms on the storey, a frigid olfactory organ tap my ass fix as the dog licks and slurps around the opening of my cunt. Every now and then, his long lingua plunge deep into my torso to lubricate me further ; my climax is coming again like a freight train in my head !

My new headmaster gives another bid, `` Mount. '' Then the keen dog mountain me and grabs me around the waist like a human. My master reaches under the two of us to shit sure the dog 's whoreson is on the mark. It is. He 's done this before. The great dane begins a frantic pumping in and out motion with his engorged prick buried deep into my pussy. I cum again and again as the dog just keeps on pumping into my body.

As my new lord lovingly watches me and the nifty dane prominence each other, my orgasms seem to immix into one long one. I know a dog 's putz gets a heavy hump in the middle of its duration and lasts until after sexual climax and the dog 's prick goes flaccid. I can feel the overly prominent bulge in this dog 's prick as it widens my cunt channel with every stroke. My eyes are bulging as the swollen part of his prick pushing my vaginal wall beyond any limit that have been reached before. I fear he will tear me, yet I want him to continue the orgasmic feelings he stirs within my honey hole. I am deeply embarrassed to be fucking a dog in forepart of my master, but I can not serve it. He says I must. I secretly want to, but am too shy to let in it.

The savage retires after dumping at least a to the full pint of kindling into my cunt trap and hanging around my waistline with his scratchy pincer until the extrusion in his horse-like turncock goes down and he slips out of my slickness twat. My passe-partout puts him in another voice of the house.

When he returns, I am still resting on the floor, head on arms, articulatio genus supporting an ass that is attached to an arched back that holds the canine sperm cell in my vagina like an upturned cup. My master feeler and I groan.

'' Are you all right, Liz ? '' he says. I am okay but so exhausted that I just want to drift away to dreamland. `` Yes '' I say almost in a whisper.

'' I 'm gladiola you enjoyed your first of all time because it will not be your endure and I have another surprise for you. He has two brothers-more of the special-bred, farsighted lasting litter, '' he explains.

I groan and shiver, more from exhilaration than from concern. I wonder how he seems to be always a step ahead of my thinking. It 's almost scary.

'' Lean up, Liz, '' he commands. I get up on my knee joint, arms behind me, oculus down. The canine spunk immediately runs down both legs and puddle on the lino floor. I blush at the mess I am making and my new master just agitate his head in mock disgust at me. Then he smiles at my submissive attitude. He remarks, `` So well civilise, I 'm very proud of you. You have come so far in such a short amount of time. '' I am glad that I please him. I can feel the blush rising from my cunt up to my face again.

Once again he checks my halo. I 'm still a short embarrassed with them. They seem to all the more point out my nakedness. My nipples get stiff and pouty from his touch. They seem to pose out in search of sucking back talk. He licks the summit, first one and then the former. My pussy again begins to release fluids. More of the dog 's cum drips down both legs and pool on the trading floor where I am kneeling. He does n't seem to mind now. He is busy with making me cum.

He pushes my boldness down to his crotch still with my helping hand behind my backbone. Holding on to each former as if cuffed. I can see the depression of a hard bloomer outlined against his cutoffs. I 'm glad he did n't wear shorts today. I lean forward and press my sassing against the bulge, feeling the heat upgrade from him.

'' Take it out, '' he says.

Happy to do so, I reach down with my freed hands and unzip his bloomers to reach in with one hand to subscribe out the head and lick up his nectar-like juices. I request permission to take on him into my lip but he denies it. `` You know the rules, '' squatting down, sitting on the boundary of a kitchen chair and pulling me across his lap.

'' Now spread your ramification and do n't flinch. '' The first swats sting just a little but as he continues, I have trouble keeping my wooden leg spread. It does n't help that every prison term he spanks he inserts one finger into my cunt and tickle my clit with his pollex. juice are running down his leg until I shudder in complete outlet of rage.

'' Now you 're ready, '' he says.

My heart is thundering so loudly that I wonder if he can hear it. He helps me up as I settle my puss over his large weepy hawkshaw protruding lewdly from the forepart of his cutoffs as I face forward. He presses me forcibly down on his shining, slick pole and we both inhale a big breath. It seems like I feel him almost in my throat. He rubs my clit as I rise and descend on his dick. Over and over again pressure builds up between us. I can find him getting closer to cumming. He pinches my clit firmly and sprays my insides with his seed as I cum once again so hard that I almost pass out.

As our blink of an eye slowly become pattern again, he lifts me up and says, `` Now, make clean me off. '' I lick him happily tasting mingled juice until he is once again unobjectionable. Then he leans down and kiss me, making sure to cleanse my natural language and explores abstruse into my rima oris seeking to a greater extent. I cum again.

The next day, a gentle osculation on the lips and bantam butterfly kiss along my cheekbone to the indentation at the base of my throat awaken me. I groan sensuously as he quickly sucks up one mammilla and eddy his catlike, rough tongue around it and the ring in it, several times, sending flare of lust directly to my cunt and clit. He pulls slightly on the ring between his dentition and my entire breast is elongated and pulled away from my chest. This causes another series of titillating look to break apart into my snatch and clit. My poor, mistreated clitty awakens and uncovers herself from the clitoral hood that covers virtually of it in venom of the clit ring driven so cruelly through it.

His handwriting comes down to twirl and tug at the clit ring and the three vulva gang running up and down each side of meat of my cunt opening. These are almost healed after just three days since they were installed in an expert tattoo parlour that specialized in body piercing. It had been relatively painless until he got around to the clitoris. I shudder remembering that incident. I had agreed to satisfy him with the jewellery already installed. I had to go through with it because he had been my on-line sea captain for so long and because I wanted to please him.

'' Get up, my love, '' he said, `` It 's time for breakfast and another surprise for you, '' he continued. My body smell alive with lustfulness. My cuntal juices are running again and my mammilla and clit are standing at attention from his use. I feel vibrant and excited to see what else he has in shop for me. A quick shower, some war paint and the fine breakfast he made for me deliver me from the depredation of sleep.

wearable is n't an option. There is none for me to wear in the hale house. He told me likes me nude so he can freely caress and caress me ( and fit to see if I am wet. I usually am ! ). He sometimes handles me like a okay carving he had just bought, examining it in great item and touching it all over. This makes me so hot ! To retrieve that he loves my rounded torso with such intensity really turns the trash up on my horniness.

'' Come down to the basement my dearest and we 'll get started with your surprise, '' he says as he leads me down to his basement which is outfitted like a mid-evil keep and torture room. Sir Ernst Boris Chain and R-2 hang from the rampart and ceiling while racks of straining pawn line the walls. This is all new to me. I had never been down here before. So, for just a few minutes, as I descended the stairs, I furtively looked around with wonder at all of the implements I see.

'' I have bought a new chair and improved it turning it into something that I think you will feel extremely unusual. Please sit down on it, '' he said as he gallantly helped me to a ladder-back, uncoiled wooden chair with a chick around the bottom and sitting upon a two-foot stage. As I sit down, I notice that the chairman legs are firmly bolted to the stage and there are leather manacle around the front legs.

When I sit, the seat gives way as if it were collapsing, but instead, arm band come out from the chair coat of arms and wrap themselves, with some speed, around my arms, pinioning them to the chair arm rests. Velcro apparently holds them in place. I try to run them, but they are firmly captured and made as if they are a part of the chair arms.

He then attaches to my ankle joint and the front wooden leg of the chair. Then he wraps a duration of grave nylon rope around my belly, chest ( both above and below my tits ) and forehead. I was surprised that there is an extension service of the back of the chair that can be attached just for that purpose. The tightly wound electric cord makes my nipple stand out from my bureau as my impuissance continues. I am freely juicing in my cunt now and all I want to do is to please my schoolmaster.

Trussed up and incapacitated feelings of fear and trust mingle in my mind while my pussy begins to heat up up and dribble more woman juice down onto the seat. Then he moves to the back of the electric chair and pushes a lever and the chair slants toward the back and the bottom of the padded professorship falls out leaving me with only a rim supporting my ass, like a toilet rump. A blindfold is secured next around my center.

My next sensation is of oil being rubbed onto the exterior of my slit and ass, especially the crack of my ass and the top of my pubic bone. Then a penetrating razor is felt removing any suggestion of hair left around my pussy. The deliberate teasing move of his fingers as my pussy back talk are pulled out by their rings sets my thermostat even gamey as I try to continue perfectly still while he shaves my nearly bald cunt again. Then, he shaves get down around my ass, the ass crack, and near my ass mess.

Then he shaves all the way up my tummy to my omphalos. No sprig of hair's-breadth is allowed to stay on bind to my body in the expanse of my two holes. The warm hot towel he leaves laying on my freshly shaved surface area feels very serious and aphrodisiacal. He lets me enjoy it as I hear his footsteps go into another elbow room and come back into this room. Nothing happens for a piece and I surmise that he is just staring at me. I think what a lucky girl I am to have a schoolmaster who takes such good care of me, and who thinks I am so lovely.

The towel is removed and an anal vibrator is pushing, slowly and gently into my ass hole. I can finger some variety of lubrication on the end of it and am congratulating myself once again for having such an thoughtful master when the burning champion begins around my ass hollow where the lubrication hint sensible flesh. The feeling of mentholated Vaseline creeps up my ass as the butt ballyhoo is worked ever so gently into the depths of my shit slideway. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the wide bulbous tail end part of the big, butt plug mooring past my sphincter muscle and the only thing stopping the whole affair from slipping all the way into my ass channel is the wide flat tire base on it 's end.

I squirm experimentally and discover that the Thomas More air I allow around the oleaginous end sticking out of me, the more the mentholated, burning feelings light up my ass. I start twitching and jerking into orgasm after only a few minutes of this ass torture. He must have been waiting for this as he runs a finger into my cunt and jerk on my clitty ring. I cum again ! A gush of fille juice spews out of my slit and coats his total hand with lubrication as he continues to take me to orgasm after sexual climax by varying trembling in my ass with strokes and jerk on my clitty.

Finally, after an eternity of cumming over and over again, he stops fingering me, but the shaking just belittle but do not stop. He is n't through yet, he wants my sensations this day to be many and depart. I feel him insert a with child object into my juicy, kitty-cat mouth. `` I wonder what in the mankind this could be ? '' I ask myself. The impression is so unknown. The smell is incredible though. I want to ask what is being shoved inside me but dare not.

'' Are you about set for lunch, my pretty one ? Almost time, '' he says, watching me squirm. All this batch deprivation has turned my sentience up to senior high school and my hormone level to maximum. He lightly strokes my inner thigh and just barely whirl around the tight ring of my ass. The burning maven coming back. A sigh evasion my back talk. He makes midget kiss and nybble on my back that makes me shudder. Everything is so enhanced by the blindfold.

I just ca n't seem to stop cumming. Every fourth dimension I feel the burning sensation stopping, he gives that vibrator a bout up on the dominance, which starts the sweet agony to regenerate itself. I ca n't seem to enamor my breath. Cum drips down the floor through the chair bottom. I can finger it dripping out of me.

He empties my kitty-cat, which makes me experience so empty. `` Bite '' he says as he holds something to my mouth. Timidly I open my mouth and sting down on something ... .Chicken ! `` Ummm, good, '' I say. `` I 'm glad you like it. Your hot kitty-cat kept it quick. '' he informs me as he force-feeds it all to me. My first reaction is one of extreme horniness and my pussycat clenches in a fit of orgasm again as he continues to course me the juicy drumstick and I lick his hand clean afterward.

Then, he inserts an egg shaped object way up inside of my cunt and lets it vibrate on low for a spell. Another object is attached to my clitty and he laces it into berth with the pussy lip rings and somehow attaches the clitty ring tightly to it. It also begins to vibrate on low. Next, I felt the dildo in my ass start to move slowly in and out as the burning at the stake sensations around my anus intensify. The egg and the clitty vibes starting signal to increase their action and I cum again. and Again ! and AGAIN !

The victor attaches the chains on my breast rings to the other ones around the vibrating clitty massager. I bend forward as far as the roofy around my middle will let me, shuddering as coming after climax continues to rock my organic structure. I do n't mean I can live the chroma, as the smell seems continuous on into infinity. `` It 's time I join you, my lovely one. Lie back. '' He says as he pushes me back into the hot seat further stretching the taunting drawing string from titties to pussy further. He lays the chairwoman almost on its binding, but still elevated up off the trading floor. Then I hear him quickly get undressed.

His hard as steel, purple member surges forward like a steel. I can almost finger it swosh through the air as he approaches me. He quickly enters my hot, moist opening feeling the vibration down abstruse inside me. The chief of his penis touches the vibrating egg and he almost seed. He grits his dentition in the cognitive process. He gradually, with utmost try, simmer down himself down enough to begin his farseeing slow fortuity. `` You 're like molten lava inside, infant. '' He begins his terminal fucking apparent motion as he grab my ass nerve and wrench me to him and strains the ropes across my body.

'' Uhhhn, ca n't hold it. contain my cum, '' he moans as he cums with a thrill. It seems like gallons of the creamy jism flows into my juiciness, robbing him of all Energy Department. He is too exhausted to pull out out. A juncture intermixture of creams flow out of his slave and over his semi voiceless pecker. The egg and the tush hoopla are still doing their jobs but we are both too spent to move in spite of the horny feelings flashing about in my ass and cunt.

Much later we drift back to consciousness surprised to key out that the vibrators had run down. We were both clammy and sticky. He proceeds to remove all the hardware from my body both inside and out. Leaving me laying in the electric chair, but with all restraints removed, he gets a hot, wet towel. He gently cleans my eubstance of fluids. In the process he gets his semi hardness licked clean by me.

As I fall back into slumber still reclining in that roundabout chair, my skipper french kisses my supernumerary intumesce cunt lips then speaks into my ear softly, `` slumber well my love, tomorrow will be another meddling day. '' On my journey to dreamland, I could depose I hear three decided dogs barking. I sigh, `` pal, '' and smile in my sleep .