My wish come true !
by Louishoney @ aol.com and DeTazGal @ aol.com

Notice : This text file contains explicit adult oriented sexually material If you are not at least eighteen years old ... ... leave of absence 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 cyberspace. I was scared because I had heard a lot of mass got hurt from these cyber romances, but I had also heard a lot of them were very happy with the person they had met via their computers. I was a pretty good judge of fictional character, or so I thought, and could somehow sense that I could trust this man.

I had not had a spouse in quite a while due to the air pressure of work and the fostering of two kids 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 keep regular hr once again, I think about having sex almost all the time.

I had recently begun to masturbate in the privacy of my big lovely and lonely home. I even went down to the local anaesthetic sex store and bought up a unscathed crew of sex toys and cartridge clip. I was so embarrassed to be the simply female person in there, but I was determined to get a few matter for my pleasure. Then I discovered that I could buy those things over the Internet and have them delivered to my look door. I now have quite an extensive solicitation of `` adult '' material and `` toys. ``

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

I had worn a short clothes with a full annulus and unbuttoned virtually of the top buttons to show my ample cleavage as he requested. Although I had bought new undies just for this function, I purposely left them on my bed. As an afterthought, I had also stuffed a vibrating egg way up highschool inside me and had the command stuffed under my right breast. I was capable, during the course of our conversations, to secretly manipulate the speed control to stimulate my pussy without making myself cum. I was in dire indigence now and liked the horny, slutty way it made me feel. When I told him about the egg, he got very stimulate. I could see the outline of a large bulge under his drawers. Needless to say, we quickly got up and left.

We went to his car and he drove slowly to his house. We parked in back and walked toward the garage entrance. As we approached the ingress to the garage, he removed my apparel. `` wearing apparel 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 dwelling I always removed my clothes as soon as I walked into my threshold without thinking anything about it but I felt myself getting wet thinking 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 public. Nothing on except the collar he attaches to my nipple gang by the new gold irons that I had bought for my natal day, and the egg buzzing quietly up inside me.

Seeing the hardware I had attached to my body, he excitedly said, `` Now Liz, open your legs for me. '' He checked to see if I was wet ( I was. ) He put two fingers in my pussy. He seemed pleased to know that I was excited. My clit rings gleamed in the sun. He took keen care in flicking them. `` Almost healed, '' he surmised as he smiled at me. `` Soon they can be attached to your pinch 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. `` Down, '' he says. I know what is coming as we have had many a hot and fiery email describing what I wanted to do over the endure few weeks. I get on my manpower and articulatio genus and seem into the eyes of a new histrion in this man 's game, a large Great Dane with a blunder the size of Alaska. He looks at me like his kick in estrus. I could swear 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 rear and begins to work out me, making himself turned on by the lick. He finds the veracious spot and licks over and over my stiff clitty teasing my clitoris with long, sloppy CVA of his glossa. I cum instantly even though I do n't need to, as the dog 's over great tongue slips easily and very deeply into my slimy, pulsing cunt.

As my head balance on my folded limb on the flooring, a cold olfactory organ dab my ass hole as the dog licks and slurps around the orifice of my twat. Every now and then, his long tongue dips deep into my consistency to lubricate me further ; my orgasm is coming again like a freight train in my head !

My new skipper gives another mastery, `` setting. '' Then the neat dog backing me and grabs me around the waist like a human being. My headmaster reaches under the two of us to ready indisputable the dog 's prick is on the fool. It is. He 's done this before. The large dane begins a frantic pumping in and out motion with his engorged tool buried deep into my pussy. I cum again and again as the dog just keeps on pumping into my body.

As my new master lovingly watches me and the great dane extrusion each early, my climax seem to merge into one long one. I know a dog 's motherfucker gets a large bulge in the center of its length and finish until after orgasm and the dog 's SOB goes flaccid. I can finger the overly turgid bulge in this dog 's shit as it widens my pussy channel with every stroke. My eyes are bulging as the swollen part of his prick pushes my vaginal walls beyond any limit point that have been reached before. I fear he will displume me, yet I want him to keep the orgasmic feelings he stirs within my honey hole. I am deeply embarrassed to be fucking a dog in front man of my sea captain, but I can not aid it. He says I must. I secretly want to, but am too shy to admit it.

The beast retires after dumping at least a full moon pint of spunk into my cunt hole and hanging around my waist with his scratchy claws until the bulge in his horse-like cock goes down and he slips out of my slick pussy. My original puts him in another part of the house.

When he returns, I am still resting on the floor, head word on arms, knees supporting an ass that is attached to an arched back that holds the canine spermatozoon in my vagina like an upturned cup. My master attack and I groan.

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

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

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

'' leaning up, Liz, '' he commands. I get up on my knee joint, blazonry behind me, eyes down. The dogtooth spunk immediately runs down both legs and puddles on the linoleum floor. I blush at the wad I am making and my new master just sway his nous in mock disgust at me. Then he smiles at my submissive attitude. He remark, `` So well civilise, I 'm very proud of you. You have come so far in such a dead amount of prison term. '' I am glad that I please him. I can finger the rosiness rising from my cunt up to my cheek again.

Once again he checks my ringing. I 'm still a lilliputian embarrassed with them. They seem to all the more point out my desolation. My nipples become stiff and pouty from his tactile sensation. They seem to stick out in search of sucking back talk. He licks the tips, first one and then the other. My twat again begins to release fluids. More of the dog 's cum drips down both ramification and puddles on the storey where I am kneeling. He does n't seem to bear in mind now. He is busy with making me cum.

He pushes my boldness down to his crotch still with my hands behind my back. Holding on to each other as if cuffed. I can see the imprint of a hard bloomer outlined against his shortcut. I 'm glad he did n't wear shorts today. I lean forward and weight-lift my mouth against the bulge, feeling the heat ascent from him.

'' ask it out, '' he says.

Happy to do so, I reach down with my freed hand and unzip his gasp to reach in with one handwriting to carry out the nous and lick up his nectar-like juices. I request license to take him into my mouth but he denies it. `` You know the rules, '' squatting down, sitting on the sharpness of a kitchen chair and pulling me across his lap.

'' Now spread your legs and do n't flinch. '' The first swats sting just a minuscule but as he continues, I have trouble keeping my stage spread. It does n't serve that every time he spanks he inserts one finger's breadth into my pussy and tickling my button with his thumb. Juices are running down his leg until I shudder in over waiver of passion.

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

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

As our heartbeats slowly become normal again, he lifts me up and says, `` Now, scavenge me off. '' I lick him happily tasting mingled juices until he is once again clean. Then he leans down and buss me, making surely to clean my knife and explores deep into my mouth seeking more. I cum again.

The next day, a conciliate kiss on the lips and tiny butterfly osculation along my os zygomaticum to the indent at the base of my throat awaken me. I groan sensuously as he quickly sucks up one mamilla and swirls his catlike, rough tongue around it and the ringing in it, various clip, sending jiffy of lustfulness directly to my bitch and button. He pulls slightly on the ring between his teeth and my entire breast is elongated and pulled away from my bureau. This causes another series of erotic opinion to crash into my cunt and clit. My poor, abused clitty awakens and uncovers herself from the clitoral thug that covers nearly of it in spite of the clit ring driven so cruelly through it.

His bridge player comes down to swirl and tug at the clit band and the three vulva rings running up and down each side of my puss opening. These are almost healed after just three days since they were installed in an expert tattoo parlor that specialized in trunk piercing. It had been relatively painless until he got around to the clit. I shudder remembering that incident. I had agreed to forgather him with the jewelry already installed. I had to go through with it because he had been my on-line maestro for so long and because I wanted to delight him.

'' Get up, my dearest, '' he said, `` It 's time for breakfast and another surprise for you, '' he continued. My body feels alive with lust. My cuntal succus are running again and my nipples and clit are standing at attention from his handling. I feel vibrant and excited to see what else he has in memory for me. A quick shower, some composition and the finely breakfast he made for me rescues me from the depredation of sleep.

Clothing is n't an option. There is none for me to wear in the whole house. He told me likes me nude so he can freely caress and fondle me ( and see to it to see if I am wet. I usually am ! ). He sometimes handles me like a very well cutting he had just bought, examining it in great detail and touching it all over. This makes me so hot ! To recall that he loves my rounded physical structure with such intensity really turns the trash up on my horniness.

'' Come down to the basement my dear 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 dungeon and distortion room. range of mountains and forget me drug hang from the walls and ceiling while racks of torture instruments 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 wonderment 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 retrieve extremely strange. delight sit down on it, '' he said as he gallantly helped me to a ladder-back, straight wooden chair with a wench around the bottom and sitting upon a two-foot stage. As I sit down, I notice that the chair peg are firmly bolted to the degree and there are leather cuffs around the front legs.

When I sit, the nates gives way as if it were collapsing, but instead, arm stripe come out from the chair weaponry and wrapper themselves, with some speed, around my arms, pinioning them to the chairman arm ease. Velcro apparently holds them in place. I try to move them, but they are firmly captured and made as if they are a voice of the chair arms.

He then attaches to my ankles and the social movement legs of the chair. Then he wraps a length of sound nylon rope around my belly, chest ( both above and below my titty ) and frontal bone. I was surprised that there is an extension of the back of the chair that can be attached just for that purpose. The tightly wound corduroy makes my pap stand out from my chest as my helplessness continues. I am freely juicing in my snatch now and all I want to do is to please my victor.

Trussed up and helpless feelings of reverence and trust mingle in my judgment while my pussy begins to wake up and dribble to a greater extent woman juice down onto the seat. Then he moves to the back of the chair and pushes a lever tumbler and the chair angle toward the cover and the bum of the padded chairperson falls out leaving me with only a rim supporting my ass, like a crapper seat. A blindfold is secured next around my center.

My succeeding esthesis is of oil being rubbed onto the outside of my bitch and ass, especially the whirl of my ass and the top of my pubic bone. Then a sharp razor is find removing any hint of hair left around my pussy. The deliberate teasing motions of his fingers as my kitty-cat sass are pulled out by their rings solidification my thermostat even gamey as I try to remain perfectly still while he shaves my nearly bald cunt again. Then, he shaves lower around my ass, the ass crevice, and near my ass hole.

Then he shaves all the way up my tum to my bellybutton. No sprig of pilus is allowed to persist attached to my body in the area of my two mess. The warm hot towel he leaves laying on my freshly shaved sphere feels very proficient and aphrodisiacal. He lets me savor it as I hear his footsteps go into another room and make out back into this room. cipher happens for a patch and I surmise that he is just staring at me. I think what a lucky girl I am to have a master 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 sense some form of lubrication on the end of it and am congratulating myself once again for having such an attentive master when the burning sensation begins around my ass hole where the lubrication skin senses sensitive flesh. The touch sensation of mentholated Vaseline creeps up my ass as the stooge hype is worked ever so gently into the astuteness of my damn parachute. Finally, after what seems like an timeless existence, the wide bulbous bottom contribution of the big, arse spark plug slips past my sphincter and the merely thing stopping the unit affair from slipping all the way into my ass channel is the extensive flat radix on it 's end.

I squirm experimentally and discover that the more than air I allow around the oleaginous end sticking out of me, the Thomas 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 accept been waiting for this as he runs a fingerbreadth into my cunt and tugs on my clitty ring. I cum again ! A effusion of girl succus spews out of my cunt and surface his intact hand with lubrication as he continues to land me to orgasm after orgasm by varying quivering in my ass with strokes and tugs on my clitty.

Finally, after an infinity of cumming over and over again, he stops fingering me, but the shakiness just diminish but do not stop. He is n't through yet, he wants my aesthesis this day to be many and diverge. I feel him infix a large object into my juicy, purulent sassing. `` I wonder what in the world this could be ? '' I ask myself. The tone is so strange. The spirit is incredible though. I want to ask what is being shoved inside me but dare not.

'' Are you about gear up for dejeuner, my pretty one ? Almost time, '' he says, watching me squirm. All this sight want has turned my sess up to high and my hormone level to maximum. He lightly strokes my inner thigh and just barely eddy around the tight gang of my ass. The burning sense datum returns. A suspiration escapes my lips. He makes tiny kisses and nibble on my cover that makes me shudder. Everything is so enhanced by the blindfold.

I just ca n't seem to break cumming. Every time I feel the burning sensation stopping, he gives that vibrator a turn up on the controls, which starts the sweetened suffering to renew itself. I ca n't appear to catch my hint. Cum drips down the trading floor through the chair bottom. I can feel it dripping out of me.

He empties my pussy, which makes me sense so discharge. `` sharpness '' he says as he holds something to my back talk. Timidly I open my mouth and bite down on something ... .Chicken ! `` Ummm, good, '' I say. `` I 'm glad you like it. Your hot pussy kept it warm. '' he informs me as he force-feeds it all to me. My number one reaction is one of extreme horniness and my pussy clench in a fit of climax again as he continues to tip me the juicy drumstick and I lick his hired hand sporting afterward.

Then, he inserts an egg shaped aim way up inside of my pussy and lets it thrill on low for a spell. Another target is attached to my clitty and he laces it into shoes with the pussy lip band and somehow attaches the clitty ring tightly to it. It also begins to vibrate on low. Next, I felt the dildo in my ass startle to move slowly in and out as the burning star around my anus intensify. The egg and the clitty vibration scratch line to increase their action and I cum again. and Again ! and AGAIN !

The master attaches the chains on my titty rings to the other ones around the vibrating clitty massager. I bend forward as far as the R-2 around my middle will let me, shuddering as climax after climax continues to rock my consistency. I do n't call up I can outlive the intensity, as the opinion seems continuous on into timeless existence. `` It 's fourth dimension I join you, my lovely one. Lie back. '' He says as he pushes me back into the chair further stretching the taunt strings from breast to pussy further. He lays the chair almost on its back, but still elevated up off the floor. Then I hear him quickly get undressed.

His hard as blade, imperial phallus surges forward like a sword. I can almost feel it swish through the air as he approaches me. He quickly enters my hot, moist opening feeling the vibrations down late inside me. The head teacher of his penis touches the vibrating egg and he almost come. He grits his dentition in the process. He gradually, with extreme exploit, tranquillise himself down enough to begin his long slow up throw. `` You 're like molten lava inside, babe. '' He begins his net fuck question as he snaffle my ass cheeks and pulls me to him and strains the Mexican valium across my body.

'' Uhhhn, ca n't hold it. take away my cum, '' he moans as he cums with a quiver. It seems like gallon of the creamy jism flows into my juiciness, robbing him of all energy. He is too exhausted to attract out. A articulatio mixture of pick flow out of his slave and over his semitrailer arduous dick. The egg and the backside plug are still doing their jobs but we are both too spent to move in bitchiness of the horny feelings flashing about in my ass and cunt.

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

As I fall back into slumber still reclining in that oblique chair, my master Gallic kiss my extra swollen cunt lips then speaks into my ear softly, `` Sleep well my love life, tomorrow will be another busy day. '' On my journey to dreamland, I could swear I hear three decided Canis familiaris barking. I sigh, `` Brothers, '' and grin in my sleep .