I first met Bonnie two years ago in a health club to which
we both belonged, and I was immediately struck by her strength,
beauty and femininity. An inch taller than my own 5′9″ and with
a powerful, muscular, yet shapely body that outweighed my own by
a good ten pounds, I was fastinated at the way she could outlift
most of the men at the club and struck up a conversation with
her. When she invited me to come home with her I accepted
eagerly.
However, I soon discovered what she had in mind for me.
Quickly changing into sensuous black tights that revealed every
muscle and curve of her fantastic body, she challenged me to a
friendly wrestling match. Almost drooling at the prospect of
physical contact with this gorgeous Amazon, I readily agreed, and
before I realized it she had me downstairs on a wrestling mat in
her gameroom. We closed, locking hands, and I held my own for a
moment or two while she tested my strength, but after that I
never had a chance. She was stronger and faster than I and knew
every trick in the book. She put me through a dozen holds in as
many minutes, maintaining each hold just long enough to ensure
that I couldn’t escape and then moving into the next one. She
finished me off by getting behind me, wrapping her powerful arms
around my chest, pinning my arms to my sides and lifting me
completely off the mat in a crushing bear hug that I thought
would cave in my ribs until I was completely limp with exhaus-
tion. Then she put me across her shoulders and gave me an
airplane spin that left my mind reeling. She finally ended the
contest–if you could call it that–by gripping my neck and
buttocks and heaving me up over her head, her arms fully extend-
ed, to hold me there, seemingly ten feet in the air, my nose
inches from the ceiling, while I struggled feebly to escape her
grip, and then tossing me on my back, stradding my chest and
pinning my shoulders to the mat with her knees.
After I had regained my breath and some semblance of com-
posure, she asked me if I thought I could beat her at anything.
I told her that I had done some boxing in college, but that I
would never dream of fighting a girl. She laughed and asked,
“What’s the matter? Afraid I’ll clean your clock for you?” and
produced two pair of boxing gloves. I hesitated, but finally
decided this girl needed a lesson, so I put them on and we
squared off. Initially, she seemed content to fight defensively;
I used every trick I knew, but she was incredibly fast, and her
bobbing and weaving caused me to miss almost every punch I threw.
The few that were on target she easily slipped or blocked.
Finally, in desperation, I threw a roundhouse right, but she
stepped inside it and, taking the initiative, began peppering me
with jabs and hooks to my face and body that came with blurring
speed and sent me reeling backward. I tried to cover up and
dodge her blows, but she seemed to anticipate my every move, and
the accuracy of her punches was phenomenal. In the next few
seconds she hit me thirty or forty times, and, although her
punches weren’t hard, my head was reeling from their cumulative
effect. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, her onslaught
stopped, and she stood watching me, a smile decorating her lovely
face as I swayed back and forth in front of her. “Nighty night,
lover,” she said softly. “No more lovetaps. I’m going to put
your lights out with one punch.” Alarmed, I started to back
away, but her body became a blur of motion, and then something
slammed into my jaw with the force of a sledgehammer, spun me
almost completely around and tumbled me backward into oblivion.
When I came to I was lying naked in her bed, and she was
lying on her side next to me looking down at me and running one
hand lightly up and down my body. Seeing my eyes open, she
chuckled and leaned down to kiss me lightly on the tip of my
nose. “Welcome back, baby,” she said. “I was beginning to think
you’d never come around.”
“How–how did I get here?” I blurted.
She laughed. “Why, I carried you up here, of course. After
I took your clothes off. You know, baby, you have a very nice,
soft, little body, just the kind I like to play with. And you
made a marvelous armful as I was carrying you up here, so cute
and cuddly. I think I’m going to have lots of fun with you.”
I gasped and tried to get up, only to find that both my
wrists were locked back over my head in the powerful grasp of her
left hand. As I continued to struggle I felt her other hand
slide between my thighs to firmly cup my penis and testicles in
her palm. I stopped struggling in a hurry. “What–what are you
going to do with me?” I stammered.
She grinned at my helplessness. “Can’t you guess? You
know, beating you up really turned me on in a big way. And that
soft, sexy little body of yours–well, it’s enough to drive a
girl wild. I damn near raped you just carrying you up here. But
now that I’ve got you in bed, baby, I’m going to bang you like
you’ve never been banged before. And you’re going to love every
minute of it.”
I gasped in dismay. That would be the final blow. Being
raped by a girl! The thought sent chills down my spine. “That–
that’s impossible!” I croaked.
She laughed. “Wanta bet? I’ll bet you your paycheck I can
do anything I want to with you. Watch!”
Still holding my wrists pinned behind my head with one hand
and my crotch firmly in the grip of her other hand, she lowered
her head to capture my mouth with her own in a crushing french
kiss that took my breath away. Then, before I could recover, she
was biting and kissing my face and neck with a passion that
amazed me. As she did so, I felt the hand cupping my crotch
start to massage and stroke me intimately, tickling the inside of
my thighs and caressing my testicles while I struggled helplessly
in her grip. Then I felt her hand grip my penis firmly, her
thumb over its tip, as she began to masturbate me. I gasped and
redoubled my efforts at resistance, but she quickly locked her
legs around mine and I was encased in a steel vice from which I
could not escape as she continued to manipulate my body at will.
I had never believe it possible for a woman to rape a man,
but Bonnie had me writhing with a throbbing erection within a few
minutes, as pangs of sexual desire flooded my body. I heard
myself moaning in mingled shame and passion, and as she finally
mounted me and took me inside her I thought I was going to climax
right then and there. Somehow, she stopped me. Something about
the way her hands held my body, that I haven’t figured out to
this day, brought me back from the brink until she was ready, and
then I heard her breathe, “Now!” and the world exploded in an
orgasm that filled my entire being, lifting me with her and
carrying me on a wave of ecstacy to heights I had never known
before.
When it was over, I lay limp and quivering beneath her as
she grinned down at me. “I think you just lost this week’s
paycheck, baby,” she told me softly. “And don’t tell me it
wasn’t worth it. From the way you were moaning, I’ll bet it was
the best you’ve ever had.” Despite being redfaced with shame, I
had to admit she was right, and when I said so she laughed. “For
what it’s worth, baby, you were pretty good yourself, good enough
that I think I may take you around a few more times before the
night is out. After that, well, we’ll see how you hold up.”
She was as good as her word. She held me helpless on the
bed and raped me again and again, so often I lost count. Even
when I thought I had no more to give her, somehow she brought me
to climax after climax, sometimes when it seemed that I was only
semiconscious, controlling my body with her hands and lips in a
way I would never have thought possible. There was no question
of my failing her–she wouldn’t let me fail her; even when I was
moaning and begging her to stop, although I swore my body could
feel nothing else, she would laugh and force me into another,
incredible orgasm.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, she let me up, forced
me to sign my weekly paycheck over to her as payment for the bet
she had made me (I didn’t recall accepting her bet, but with my
left arm twisted up behind my back I really had no choice),
helped me to get dressed and guided me on unsteady feet to the
door. As I opened the door she suddenly put her arms around my
waist and pulled me forward, crushing me against her and bending
me backward in a french kiss that took my breath away. Then,
stooping slightly, she wrapped her arms around my hips and
straightened, lifting me several inches off the floor, and backed
me against the door, looking up at me with a smile decorating her
lovely face. “You were good tonight, baby,” she said softly.
“So I’ll pick you up after work next Friday and we can spend next
weekend having some more fun. Wouldn’t you like that?”
I gasped. “I–I don’t know…” I stammered.
She chuckled. “I do. I’ll pick you up next Friday.
Bodily, if necessary.” She set me down and, with a pat on my
backside, sent me on my way.
That was the beginning. Every Friday night after that she
would be waiting for me after work in her convertible to take me
home with her. A couple of times I tried to resist, but she
simply reached out to take my wrist in a bonecrushing grip and
force me into the car. At her home, she would strip me naked,
change into tights and, after making me bet her my paycheck that
she could do whatever she wanted with me, spend the next hour or
so doing whatever she wanted with me. I tried to reason with
her, pointing out that she was leaving me nothing but my savings
to live on, but she simply laughed and told me to let her know
when my savings were exhausted. After a few weeks, when it
became apparent that I was completely defenseless against her,
she stopped going through the formality of betting me and would
simply take my paycheck and whatever else she wanted away from
me. After she had finished with me, and I was lying at her feet
either unconscious or sobbing and begging for mercy, she would
pick me up, throw me over her shoulder, carry me upstairs to her
bedroom and spend the rest of the night raping me until I finally
fainted from sheer exhaustion. She would make me spend Saturdays
helping her clean her apartment, and Saturday nights she would
take me out, either to dinner or to a movie before taking me to
my apartment, tossing me into my bed and raping me a couple more
times for good measure, leaving me Sunday to recover from my
ordeal. To make matters worse, after several weeks she started
taking me out with her friends, to whom she would brag about how
easily she could beat me up and rape me at will, paying no
attention to how embarrassing her boasts were to me. After a
while, her friends made no secret of their contempt for me,
referring to me as “Bonnie’s battered boyfriend” or “Bonnie’s
love toy.”
Then I began to notice that every couple of weeks or so she
would have added new weightlifting and bodybuilding equipment to
her gameroom (purchased with my money, undoubtedly!). During
this same period, subtle changes in her body began to become
apparent; her chest and shoulders became broader and deeper, her
body harder and her arms and legs bigger and more muscular, until
my own arms and legs seemed like broomsticks by comparison. She
even gained a couple of inches in height so that, now at an even
six feet, she towered three inches above me which, since she
always wore 5″ heels when we went out together, made me feel like
a small child when I stood next to her. Moreover, as she became
bigger and stronger, overpowering me on the wrestling mat or
beating me into submission in her new boxing ring became such a
quick and effortless exercise for her–and even more painful for
me–that she seemed almost bored. Finally she discovered that
she could arouse herself sexually by simply picking me up in her
hands and, holding me at arms’ length, tickling, squeezing,
bending and twisting my body at will while I screamed and
thrashed about helplessly in her grip. In short, she had become
a complete sadist, and my body had become her defenseless toy, to
be used or abused at her pleasure. Yet, after each of these
sessions when she had me in bed raping me, she gave me such
intense ecstacy that I found myself more and more willing to
endure the pain and humiliation which preceded her lovemaking.
There was one aspect of our relationship, however, that I
could not endure. That was the way she treated me in public. In
every way she made it clear to anyone watching us that, in
addition to towering over me, she was the stronger and dominant
partner. She would always walk ahead of me with long strides,
forcing me to trot to keep up with her. She would open doors for
me and order for me in restaurants. On the dancefloor, she would
lead, with her right arm firmly around my waist bending me
backward and molding my body to hers as we danced, my eyes about
level with her throat. Worst of all, she thought nothing of
fondling me in public, squeezing my buttocks or tickling the
inside of my thighs, or running her hands up and down my body
sensuously to stimulate an erection. Several times when we were
standing at a bar and a stool vacated next to us, she would reach
down, slide one hand under my buttocks and lift me effortlessly
off the floor to place me on the empty stool, much to the amuse-
ment of the others in the bar and to my embarrassment. When I
would plead with her to be a little more discreet, she would
laugh and asked me what I thought I could do about it, and I
could only lapse into helpless silence.
Finally my savings gave out and, when my landlord was
threatening to evict me, I tearfully pleaded with Bonnie to let
me keep enough money to at least pay my bills. Instead, she an-
nounced that I would move in with her and become her housemaid
and personal, live-in playtoy, and that for the privilege of
sharing her quarters and giving her my paycheck every week, I
would be obliged to take care of her home after work. She paid
off the balance of my rent and other bills, sold my few pieces of
furniture and moved me in with her. Although I was initially
concerned that my body could not stand on a daily basis the kind
of treatment to which she had been subjecting me each week, she
obviously had the same concern, for on week nights she contented
herself with lifting, tickling and fondling me, and only occasi-
onally making love to me, but always being careful not to hurt
me. Only on weekends did she give me the full treatment.
Nevertheless, I still found myself rebelling against her
fondling me in public, and the matter came to a head one night,
after I had been living with her about six weeks, when she was
entertaining her friends at her home. I was circulating through
the crowd serving drinks and hors d’oeuvres when I heard one of
Bonnie’s girl friends asking her when she was going to marry me.
Bonnie threw back her head and roared with laughter. “Marry
him!” she exclaimed. “Why should I marry him? I own him! He’s
my little toy. You don’t marry a toy; you play with it, and when
you get bored with it you throw it away.” Turning to me, where I
was serving drinks several feet away, she said, “Isn’t that
right, Baby Buns?”
I put the tray down and went over to her. “I didn’t hear
that,” I said.
She chuckled, put one arm around my waist and pulled me
against her. “I made up a little poem about you, Baby Buns. Want
to hear it?”
I flushed. “Well, I don’t know…”
“Well,” she said, “you’re going to whether you want to or
not. It’s called ‘My Little Instant Erection’. Here’s how it
goes:
When I tickle him he laughs.
When I spank him he cries.
When I squeeze him he screams.
When I fondle him he sighs.
He’s my personal playtoy
With an instant erection;
A snap of my fingers
And he’s ready for action.”

She slid one hand down under my buttocks and lifted me several
inches off the floor to plant a kiss on the end of my nose.
“Isn’t that right, Baby Buns? Tell my friend Jeannie what you
are to me.”
Beet red, I tried to spin away from her. “Bonnie,
please…” But her hand slid around my hips and forced itself
between my thighs to firmly encase my crotch and again lift me an
inch or two off the floor. And this time her voice had an edge
to it. “Tell Jeannie what you are to me,” she said again. “And
don’t make me tell you a third time.”
My voice quivering with embarrassment, I said quietly, “I’m
your playtoy.”
“My LITTLE playtoy. Right?”
I nodded, looking at the floor. “Yes. Your little playtoy.”
Bonnie chuckled and turned to face her friend. “See? Even
he knows what he is. And he loves every minute of it. Don’t
you, Baby Buns.”
Redfaced with shame, I nodded humbly.
Bonnie put her hands on her hips, looking down at me.
“Well,” she said quietly, “since you’re being so agreeable, why
don’t you get down on your knees and show the girls the only way
I’ll let you kiss me.”
That was too much. My face burning with embarrassment, I
whispered, “Bonnie, no. Please.”
She laughed and, placing one hand on top of my head, forced
me to my knees in front of her. She stepped forward, straddling
my body with her powerful legs, and then pulled my head up under
her skirt to mash my face firmly into her womanhood. “Open your
mouth, Baby Buns, and show the girls how you give your mistress
pleasure.”
I had no choice. My nose was buried between her legs, and I
couldn’t breathe. As I opened my mouth, my head was mashed up
even tighter into her hairy bush as she gave a deep sigh and then
released me. “That was pretty good, Baby Buns,” she chuckled.
“Any of you girls want to try this with him? If you get his nose
up there just right, it’s almost as good as the real thing!”
At that point something in my mind snapped. With a sob of
frustration and humiliation I spun away from her, rose to my
feet, whirled completely around and tried to backhand her across
the face. Although caught completely by surprise, she reacted
instantly, catching my wrist in a bonecrushing grip and bending
me backward across her thighs. “Did you see that?” she gasped.
“My little toy actually tried to hit me!” With that, she slid
one hand down my back to grasp my belt firmly and lift me bodily
off the floor, holding me at arm’s length like a sack of feathers
while I thrashed about helplessly in the grip of her single hand.
Carrying me to a high chair in the center of the room and
slamming me face down across her lap with a force that took my
breath away, she quickly pulled my pants and underwear down to
expose my bare buttocks. “Boys and girls,” she announced to her
guests, “you are about to witness how a real woman handles a
naughty little man toy who gets out of line.” And with that, she
proceeded to spank my bare bottom with the palm of her hand as
though I were a child.
I don’t know what hurt the most, the stinging power of her
big hand as it descended again and again with sledgehammer force
against my bare flesh or the realization that I, a grown man,
was being publicly spanked by this beautiful Amazon in front of
all our friends. Regardless, within moments I was screaming and
sobbing with pain and humiliation as I thrashed helplessly in her
steel grip, unable to even slow the tempo of her blows. How long
she continued to spank me I don’t know; all I remember is that
toward the end my body was engulfed in a swirling cauldren of
pain and I was sobbing and begging incoherently for her to stop.
Finally she did, lifting me off her lap and setting me on my feet
only to grip my buttocks again with a single hand that sent fiery
fingers of pain shooting through my body and march me, with my
feet barely touching the floor, to a corner of the room and stand
me there, facing the wall with my nose pushed firmly into the
corner. “For the rest of this night, little toy,” she told me
grimly, “you will stand in this corner with that blistered rear
of yours in plain sight for all the girls to see and play with,
and you will not take your eyes off that wall. Do you under-
stand?”
“Y-yes,” I sobbed. “Whatever you–you say.”
And so for the rest of that evening I stood there, facing
the wall, my nose firmly in the corner, with my pants and drawers
down around my ankles and my blistered rear exposed for all to
see and fondle. And they did, much to my physical and psycholog-
ical discomfort. Finally, after several hours, they left, and
Bonnie came over to the corner to get me. Sliding one arm around
my waist, she picked me up, tucked securely under her arm, and
carried me to the center of the room, where she stood me on my
feet in front of her, my eyes barely reaching to her shoulder in
the six inch heels she was wearing. Cupping my chin in her thumb
and forefinger, she tilted my head back, forcing me to look up at
her. “Now, little toy man,” she said grimly, “you’re going to
clean up this mess starting right now. And when you’ve finished,
I’d better be able to eat off the floor or you’ll get another
session across my knee that will make the last one feel like love
pats. I’ll be waiting for you upstairs when you’re finished, and
I don’t want to have to wait too long. So hop to it!” As she
turned to go, she hesitated. “And by the way, if you ever try to
hit me in public again, I’ll break you in two like the ten cent
toy you are. Any questions?”
N–no,” I said, and started cleaning up the mess. When I
was finished, I went upstairs, where she made me sleep at the
foot of her bed, under her heel where, as she had said earlier, I
belonged. For the entire next week, as further punishment for my
attempted rebellion, she forced me to satisfy her with oral sex,
permitting me absolutely no sexual pleasure or satisfaction what-
soever. When she finally did relent and take me to bed with her,
however, she gave me orgasm after orgasm at heights I had never
before experienced, even at her hands, and by the time she had
finished all I wanted was to please her and to be taken into her
body and become a part of her.
We have lived together ever since. Contrary to what she
said that night, she has never tired of me, at least not yet.
And I am content to be the male love toy of my beautiful, Amazon-
ian mistress.

–

Ok everyone, if ya read my last submissive fantasy (I think it was
message #171 or so, the subject was Submissive fantasy) then you
realize I had 3 Mistress and My real Mistress was Mistress Sabrina.
Well at the end of last session I was told to come back next weekend
and like last weekend I planned to have all 3 Mistress’s at the same
time again, but not to be. This is how it really went.
I arrive at he door and knock and wait patiently. Upon the
opening of the door I see Mistress Sabrina with a leash in her hand and
a empty collar at the end of She says in a very stearn voice
“fill this collar now immediately or be punished”, I immediately
step inside and put on the collar, she then slaps my face for being too

slow and for not kneeling in her presence. I then, of course, kneel
and follow her on my knees to the kitchen where I’m ordered to take off
my clothes and neatly fold them on the chair. I do so and have a
ball/cock seperator put on and a vibrating cock ring that vibrates very
hard and fast all the time and it is very tight. She then puts a strap
accross my mouth and puts the ends over my shoulder, she then has me
get on all fours and sits on me and pulls on the straps. She then says
that she is going to ride me like a horse and when I’m slapped on the
right butt cheek to turn right and left to go left and when she says
“giddyap” to go faster and forward. She then pulls my cock back
between my legs and straps it to the left side of my leg with a leather
strap. She then rides me around the house and eventually takes me back
to the kitchen where she stops me in front of the frig. for some ice.
I know whats coming and it does she melts some on my dick that now
hurts because its getting hard and it cant straighten out and can’t
cum. She inserts 3 cubes in my ass and follows it with a alka-seltzer
and another cube and a butt plug. she then takes me to the basement
and ties my legs to the ground and has me bend over and ties the strap
to the ground about 1 inch from the floor so that my ass is high in the
air. She then proceeds to whip my ass with a belt and shouts at me
saying things like.
“Your a slutty slave and deserve nothing but my domination and
those Mistress’s that I approve of.”
“You deserve too worship only my beautiful body and will always
obey my every order.”
and many other degrading remarks that I agree with or I’m sure the
spanking will get much harder. After she unties me she then has me
empty my ass in the toilet. As I come out the bathroom door the grabs
me by the hair bends me over and fucks my ass with her strap on dildo.
She does this for a while until she is satisfied. She then pushes me
to the floor as she pulls out the dildo and slaps me hard on the ass
and tells me that I’m a slut. She then push me with her foot to get me
on my back and stradles over my sholders with her bare pussy staring
straigh down at me. She then tells me I’m a mess and I need a good
golden shower to clean off, then she gives me the golden shower that
she says I badly need, it feels warm and sexy and I enjoy every drop.
She then immediately after finishing my shower sits on my face and
tells me to lick it up and shove my tongue in and she better cum and
enjoy every moment or else, I get very hard doing this and so she
slaps each side of my face 3 times and yells at me that I had no
permission to get hard.
She then unties my balls and lets them free and tells me that I’ve
earned the right for some release in which see starts to stroke my cock
with her leather gloved hand. I cum quickly in a volcanic eruption.

She says that I got her glove dirty and to lick every drop off
of the nipple clamps come on and stay on the rest of the session. I
immediately lick it all off. She then bends me over and blindfolds me
and tells me to wait. I wait for a couple minutes when I feel
something sticking up my ass and I can tell its not the strap on dildo.
I soon find out that its the enema bag and I feel the water running up
into my ass. I”m then told to hold it and tied to an “x” where she
leaves and tells me to hold all the water while she gone or its the
clamp time. She stays away for 5 minutes while I try so hard to keep
the water in and I fortunetly do. She comes back and lets me down and
tells me to let it out in the bathroom. I come back and she takes me
up to a bedroom and set me down in front of a mirror and dresses me up
like a women in several different fashions.
First-I have on a black leather full length dress and a black wig with
black leather gloves.
Second outfit-I have on black thigh high leather boots, black fishnet
hose and a leather mini. and a leather top with black leather gloves.
third,black patent riding pants with black patent boots and a black
patent leotard top.
she then give me a long kiss and tells me that I’ve been good today and
the reason she was so much rougher than usual was to test me and I
passed with flying colors. And again I was told to be back next weekend
Signed,
Roger
Hoffmire

As you lie there, still helpless in your velvet ropes and
blindfold, every sense is attuned to trying to determine what I am
going to do next. You feel something crawl up from the bed onto
your armpit, and your mind searchs to try to identify what it is.
Oh God! You are deathly afraid of spiders! You feel it climb up
your armpit to your chest, and every nerve ending in your body comes
alert, and in spite of your horror, you realize that your nipples
and clit are fully erect, protruding proudly in spite of your fears.
You feel it crawl up your firm breast until it pauses at your
nipple, and you hesitate to breathe for fear it will bite your poor
defensiveless nipple. Your breath slowly returns as it continues

down toward your pussy, spread open with a combination of desire and
the spreader bar holding your thighs apart. You feel it start to
bypass your cunt and start up your leg, then suddenly turn and start
across your newly shaved mons, aimed directly at your clit. Your
buttocks clinch as you feel it start to climb across your wet inner
lips and onto your clit, and you feel each tiny movement on your
supersensitive surface. You are horrified to find that, in spite of
your disgust, your body is involuntarily reacting and an orgasm
starts to spread through your cunt, wracking your body with the
pleasure and causing your creamy juices to flow down the crack of
your ass.

As your body writhes with pleasure, I place the Peacock feather
on the floor beside the chair. I rise and place a rope on the
spreader bar, bringing your legs erect until your thighs are
perpendicular, your naked pussy completely open and defensless. You
feel something drop on your stomach. It’s cold as it snakes its way
toward your cunt, and you feel each part of its body as it coils and
uncoils on your flat stomach, dipping through your sopping cunt
juices as it makes its way to your anus. You feel something at your
ass. Except for a finger, your ass hole has never been penetrated,
but you feel something like a marble being forced past your
sphincter. As more and more balls traverse your wet pussy,
lubricating each ball with your juices, you feel each one pushed
into your ass, giving you a stuffed feeling in your ass. When you
think you can’t take anymore, I stop.

I mount the bed and kneel between your legs, my cock at the
entrance to your pussy. You feel the soft head of my prick being
pushed up and down your slit, gathering your essence as it moves
until, with gentle tenderness, I push myself into your cunt, your
vagina opening like a flower to a bee as I slide completely inside,
feeling the heat from your body bathing my cock in love.

You feel some straps being placed around your thighs and
something hard and cold is placed on your pussy, right above your
clit. With relief you realize that I have put your egg shaped
vibrator on your clit. As I turn it on, you feel the vibrations
reverberating throughout your body, and your entire being is
concentrated on the tiny fingers massaging and pleasing your clit.
You have never felt it this well before, since there is no hair now
to cushion its impact, and your body soars upward, seeking relief.
As I feel your vaginal opening opening and closing rythmically, I
guage your readiness, and at the right moment, I withdraw my cock
and shut off the vibrator, leaving you on the precipice of pleasure.

Five minutes later I repeat the entire sequence, bring you to
the near peak of pleasure, only to cease before you can complete.
You cuss me and call me names in your frustration, but to no avail.
Four more times I repeat the pleasure, and I strain myself not to
cum in your cunt when your muscular contractions clasp me in love.

Your entire body is concentrating on your clit and its need for
fulfillment. I place the remote control for the vibrator in your
hand, and slide into your cunt as your fingers scramble, trying to
find the switch. The sound of the vibrator resounds through the
room as you start your final climb, your body craving release as
never before. You can feel my cock moving inside you and you feel
the greatest tenderness and love as you know I will finally let you
cum. Just as you reach the peak, getting ready to blast into
spasms, I withdraw, leaving your cunt clutching at nothing as I pull
the vibrator up so that it no longer caresses your body, and you
moan with disappointment.

You can hear the vibrator, but you can’t feel it. Finally, in
resignation, you turn it off. I slide back into your cunt and reach
up to turn it on, having placed it directly over your bud of
passion. Now you soar again, nothing will stop you this time. You
feel your cunt clutching at my prick as I slide gently back and
forth, sometimes deeply, sometimes just at the entrance to your
vagina. You are there! You cry out in exultation as your orgasm
overtakes you, your body twisting and turning in pleasure as your
orgasm wracks your defenseless body, your juices overflowing your
cunt and dripping onto my balls.

As you start to come down from your climax, I start to pull the
balls from your ass. Oh God! You had forgotten the balls in your
concentration on your clit. As each ball pops out of your ass, the
sharp pain drives you over the edge again. After the fifth ball, I
pull the remainder out in one continuous string, your orgasm lasting
through the entire sequence, your pussy contracting and pulsating
with its pleasure.

As your body relaxes, I move off the bed and kneel at your head,
feeding my cock into your mouth so you can taste your own sweetness
which you gratefully lick from my prick, slurping and trying to suck
some of my essence into your mouth, but I withdraw again without
having cum.

I leave your legs in their upright position and the balls on the
bed below your ass as I walk into the other room to prepare for the
third sequence. Your mind tries to guess what I have in store for
you, but you couldn’t guess, in your wildest imagination.

But that’ll have to wait for the next sequence.

Dear all,
First of all Heather I’d like to say that I’m sorry I’ve only
posted 1 public message and 2 to you privately, sounds like I’m kinda
chicken doesn’t it. And I also told you via chat one day that I would
post a erotic message but I never did. But I did post my profile and
thats one good thing on my side. So since I can’t zip you a file very
easily, since I have an Amiga and my .zip utility is in pieces I’m
going to post a public message here and I advise anyone that likes it
and want to keep this message to use whatever capture mode they have on
their comm. software. So here is one of my submissive fantasies that I
have already written to a Mistress friend of mine. And by the way
folks I just met a Mistress that lives in Athens that I plan to see and
I plan to give a blow (ouch) by blow (ouch) account. I also am going
to try and be very detailed. Without further interuptions here goes
the fantasy (what I call a multiple Mistress fantasy of mine.)
I am told to go to a house as my Mistress has instructed and I have
been told that there will be 2 other Mistress’s besides her as I have
mentioned to my Mistress how I would love to be dominated by several
Mistress’s at once. And to her agreeing, which is what I needed before
I could even think of doing this since I need her approval for anything
pertaining to my submissive training. I got to a very large house and
entered, I immediately saw my Mistress Sabrina, and she instructed me
to go into the bathroom and immediately undress, put on the ball/cock
seperator (while I’m soft), a collar, and a leash on the collar and to
come out on my knees. I did so immediately and came out to see her and
await her next order. She took me down to the basement and then had me
bend over while she melted ice on my ass cheeks and my dick and when
the ice cube was half-melted she would insert it into my ass. She did
this with 2 ice cubes and then led me to the front of a door. After a
few minutes she had me on my hands and knees with my face on the ground
and my ass high in the air. She then inserted a piece of alka selter
in my ass (2 1/2 pieces, a whole piece won’t fit all at once) and then
she inserted another half-melted ice cube. She then plugged it up with
a but plug and told me to worship her body. I did as I was told and
started to like her toes and complement her on every other lick. I
worked my way up as she commanded but she had me stop right before I
got to her pussy. Meanwhile it was fizzling and I had a slight burning
sensation in my ass. She then had me go to the door and go in to the
bathroom and told me to unplug my ass over the toilet and let it all
out. I did so and a gush came out and then I wiped and came back out.
She then put a leather blindfold on me and told me to assume the
position to have my butt in the air as before. I did as she told me
and I felt a enema hose being put into my ass and she filled it up with
water and plugged it up also. All she then had me empty it into the
toilet after a while and then when I came out she tied me down on a “x”
cross and had my legs spread wide. She left for a while and I heard
some voices and then her voice saying “just relax your ass and make it
easier on yourself.” I then had the blindfold taken off and saw 3
Mistress, Sabrina, Vanessa, and Michelle (Vanessa and Michelle were
introduced at an earlier time but not my Mistress’s at the time.)
Mistress Vanessa had on a small strap on cock and entered it into me
and kept working it in and out. It hurt at first and I moaned moans of
pain for awhile until it was plesurable, and then the moans of pleasure
came out of me. When it was obvious that I started to enjoy it she
stopped, and Mistress Michelle came over with a slightly larger strap
on cock, When she entere me it hurt a little as before and when I
first moaned my moans of pain she slapped me and said “shut up you
slut” and proceeded to put in a ball gag in my mouth. She could tell
by the expression on my face when I was starting to like it and thats
when she stopped as Mistress Vanessa did. Then My Mistress Sabrina cam
over with the largest of the 3 strap on cocks and she worked with me
until I came to enjoy it also. Then I was unstrapped and let down to
take a small breather but that was not too long until I got spanked
with a riding crop, a belt, and a paddle. They said that was to give
me a reminder of each one, as each one had a specific method of
spanking. Mistress Sabrina (my Mistress used a riding crop). I was
then taken up stairs and then told to go back into the bathroom clean
up and put on what was hanging in the bathroom. I went in and cleaned
my face and hands and put on a White Satin with a black satin apron
maid dress. I then came out and was ordered to set the table for 3 and
the floor for 1. I was then ordered to make some spaghetti and sauce
for them and to be quick but not to get a drop on the uniform or severe
punishment would be swift. I did as I was told and gave all three some
spaghetti and sauce. I was told to give myself a little spaghetti and
a little sauce. I was on the floor beside Mistress Sabrina and I was
told not to give myself utensils either. I was on my knees with my
plate of Spaghetti and I awaited their orders. I was told by Mistress
sabrina to take off my ball/cock seperator and to cum over my
spaghetti, which I did so immediately and to mix it up and eat it with
my face only. I put my face in the spaghetti and started to eat. I
was told to stop by Mistress Vanessa. I was then to to have desert and
was ordered to eat Mistress Vanessa’s pussy until she told me to stop.
I did so and she had my face squeezed into her pussy so I could not
stop if I wanted to, she came over my face 3 times before she let me
stop, and she told me if I didn’t swallow all of her cum I would get a
whipping I’d never forget. Then Mistress Sabrina had me come over to
her and drink a small glass of her piss since I was sure to be thirsty.
Then Mistress Michelle cleaned my face off with her golden shower
while I sat on my back on the floor. I was told to clean myself off
and clear off the table immediately. I did so but I still received
spanking from all 3 of them for being too slow. I was then taken
upstairs by My Mistress Sabrina only, She took me into a small room
and took of my Maid’s uniform, she told me that I’m doing real good
and if I continue to do this well I will get a reward (with that she
squeezed my ass, which felt good cosidering that was the first time
that my ass wasn’t whipped). She then took me out to the dining room
in front of Mistress Vanessa. The other 2 left and went up stairs.
She then told me to stand up and close my eyes. She then told me to
open the and put on the clothes in front of me. Out on the floor was a
pair of leather high heel boots, black fishnet panty hose, Leather mini
skirt, silk long sleeve shirt, padded bra, some leather gloves and a
black wig. I put them on as she ordered and then she told me to follow
her upstairs, this was difficult as I’m not used to heels. I followed
her to a bathroom where she put on makeup as best as she could. She
then took me into a bedroom and told me I could serve her better as a
woman and that she was going to teach me how to be a female slut. She
told me how to walk, talk, and how to act and then she sat on my face
and stayed there for a long time. When I got up she had me worship her
body as I immediately did and kissed every inch and told her how every
inch was beautiful and how I feel honored to be her slutty slave, then
I undressed and cleaned up again and put into a room by myself. After
a few minutes Mistress Michelle came in and had me put on a cock ring
and to jack of for a few seconds but not to cum or else….. I did so
and after a minute of so stopped by which time it had grown larger and
she instruceted me to fuck her until she told me to stop and if I cum
before she tells me to I will receive punishment. I entered her and
as I was pumping her she would smack my ass with her paddle and tell me
to fuck harder, but not faster. I fucked her as Hard as I could and
then I came and she held me in her as I came. She then told me to lay
on my stomach on the floor where she spanked me 30 times on each cheek
and then she sat on my face and spanked me on variouse parts of my
body, my thigh, my dick (lightly), the side of my butt. She then let
me up after she came a few times. I was told to clean up my face and
await my reward. I waited a few minutes when blonde female came in
with a collar on and a leash. Mistress Sabrina came in with her and
whisppered to me “lets see how well you can dominate this whore, also
in the top drawer there is a few items that may help you in your
endevor.” I commanded her to kneel before me and looked in the drawer.
I saw a leather mask and threw it too her saying “until you have
earned the right you are not to show your face in front of me.”
To which she replied, “yes Master Roger” I liked the ring of that. I
then got some nipple clamps and put them on her and wrapped her tits in
saran wrap. I then sat on the edge of the bed with my hard-on. I told
her to kneel in front of me and to suck my cock until I tell her to
stop. She did as I commanded and I had her suck hard, fast and then
slow down and suck only the head and then came with a volcanic eruption
of cum into her mouth. I told her if she didn’t swallow it all she
would recive punishment. A little dripped out the corner of her mouth
in which I put her over my knee and spanked her ass 20 times. I was
her pussy get wet ass I spanked her. I then layed down on the bed and
told her to worship my body. As she licked, sucked and kissed every
inch of my body I would hold the back of her head and guide her and put
here head in spots that I wanted her to concentrate on. After that I
told her that she had earned the right to show her face, so I allowed
her to take off the mask. I then told her to bend over and gave her a
asshole fucking and pussy fucking for a long time. I then stopped and
told her to go and tell Mistress Sabrina I was done this time. I was
then told by Mistress Sabrina that we were done with Todays session and
that I did very good and to cum back next week.

Heather, just as I hung up I realized that my previous response was
selfish. I onl concentrated on what would make me happy. But what you
want is what’ll make you happy. OK!! Here is my fantasy:

I’d take you into the bedroom where the lights are off and only two
candles illuminate the scene. Gently I’d slip your robe from your
shoulders, letting my lips caress your bare neck and shoulders as I
slip the straps down your arms, leaving you naked from the waist up.
Gently I reach for your nipples and touch just the end with my
fingertip, brushing the surface so lightly that you have to look down
to make sure you’re being stroked.

Kneeling behind you, I slip your gown to the floor, helping you raise
your legs so you can step out of it. Pressing gently, I force you to
bend over so your hands are on the bed as I let my tongue, moistened
with desire, slide gently down the crack of your ass, poking gently and
wetly at your anus. I feel you moan as you spread your legs farther
apart to give me access to the moist warm treasure between your legs.
Delicately I flick my tongue into the vaginal cavity, letting you feel
me trying to fuck you with it as I taste the first of many floods of
fluid gushing from your pussy.

I gently push you up on the bed and tie your hands to the bedposts
using velvet ropes, so soft that they caress rather than bind, yet so
strong that you can’t escape their confinement. I place a spreader bar
between your thighs, tying it with more velvet ropes, and I gently
caress the indentations it causes in your firm thighs.

Kissing you gently, I place the blindfold over your eyes, shutting out
all visual stimulation and insuring that you can only respond to my
actions.

I get a warm washcloth and pot of water, using the warmth to soften
your pussy hairs so I can shave you cleanly. You gasp as you feel the
coldness of the razor against your warm pussy, and you struggle sightly
as you realize what I am doing. You will look like a little girl
again, and you aren’t sure you want to revert to your childhood. As
you realize that struggling is futile, you relax, letting me complete
the task of stripping bare your treasure.

I clean you using the washcloth, and you moan as you feel the rough
cloth rubbing on your inner lips, now so engorged with lust that they
protrude at least an inch, open and moistened with the pussy cream
oozing from your cunt. I lean over and flick your clit with my tongue,
and your hips raise off the bed, searching for more stimulation.
I leave the room, leaving you in a state of excitement that builds as
you strain to listen for my return. Several times you think you feel
something on your body, caressing its sensitive surface, but its only
the air currents stroking you as a lover would.

I return. You feel something cold on your nipple and then you feel
furry things with sandpaper tongues licking your nubbins. I have
dripped thick whipping cream on your tits and have released a litter
of kittens to clean you up. Your body squirms as you try to discover
what I have done to you. Alternately you feel sharp claws digging in
as you try to dislodge the kittens on your chest, and you feel the
superb tickling as their tiny tongues worry your nipples until you
think they’ll burst.

You feel the kittens moving down your defensless body as I drip cream
on your stomach and down to the hidden treasures between your spread
legs. I don’t let the cream enter your pussy until I hear your
groaning and cussing, begging for release.

I let just one drop enter your pussy, and several of the kittens begin
to compete for it, their bodies and tongues washing all over your pussy
lips. I have a dollop of cream that has been stiffly whipped, and I
gently put it directly on your clit. All the kittens attack your clit
at once and you scream as the sensations drive you to a massive orgasm,
the cream flowing from your vagina and creating another fountain for
the kittens. As you feel the tongues in your cunt, you spasm again and
again, until you are completely exhausted, your limbs dropping to the
bed as your chest heaves as if you have just run a race.

I leave the room. You doze as the exhaustion overtakes you. When you
awaken, I am sitting beside you, but you don’t know it.

Guess what I am going to do to you now??

That’ll have to wait for later.

Heather, you sexy thing! Of course I’ll talk dirty to you. Ever
since I read your story about Gary and Mike and yourself, I have been
dying to get my cock in your mouth so I can feel your tongue wash all
over the head as you suck it deeper and deeper. Since I plan to do
this while you are kneeling over me, I plan to use my lips and tongue
on your pussy, sucking your juices as they flow from your cunt and
letting my tongue lash your clit as it pokes out of its sheath,
searching for excitement. I’ve had your vivid descriptions in mind and
my randy cock in hand for the last few days as I go to sleep. Hurry
and write some more of your experiences so I can vicariously share
them with you.

Your description, your experiences, your freedom to do and act and say
what you truly feel keeps my cock in a constant state of readiness for
you. I’d like to tit fuck you, suck you, and then cum all over your
face and tits, letting my cum drip onto your nipples so you can use
it’s lubrication to make your nipples shine as your fingers pinch and
pull their tenderness.

Dam’n!! Just thinking about it nearly made me cum, but since my
fingers are on the keyboard, I’ll have to wait until I finish this
message.

Heather, possibly the attached will be of some assistance in assisting
others to describe themselves. I found this posted on another board:

QUESTIONS FOR CONTEMPLATION
Face and neck:
Do you like your ears kissed, your eyes?
How do you like to be kissed? What do you do with your tongue?
Do you like your neck kissed, licked, sucked?

Chest and breasts:
Do you like to be fondled? How hard? Are any parts of your breasts
more sensitive than others?
Do you like to have your nipples sucked? How hard? Licked?
Bitten? How hard? What feels best, manual or oral stimulation?
Does your nipple change color when excited?

Ass and lower back:
Do you like to have your ass bitten? Licked and sucked? Do you
like a tongue in your anus? Fingers? How many? Do you like
anal sex?
Do you like to have your back caressed? Licked? Rubbed with oil?

Cunt and clit:
Do you like manual stimulation on your clit? Do you like fingers
up your cunt? How many and how deep? Do you like rough or tender
handling?
Do you like oral stimulation on your clit? How do you like it?
Licking? Sucking? Tongue lashing? Nibbling or biting?
Do you like to have a tongue wash up and down your pussy? Do you
like to have your inner lips sucked and licked?

Legs and feet:
Do you like to have your legs and feet licked and sucked? Do you
like to have your legs caressed? Massaged with oil?

Oral sex:
Do you like to suck cock? How do you do it? Do you concentrate on
the head or take all of the shaft in your mouth? Do you like the
taste of cum? Do you let your men friends cum in your mouth?

Intercourse:
Do you like to control sex? What positions do you prefer? Do you
like to use vibrators or dildos during sex?

General:
Do you like to be teased? Do you like bondage? Do you like sex
with more than one person at a time? Male? Female?
What other forms of sex do you like? What was your most memorable
experience? Do you remember your first fuck? What was exciting
about the experience? How old were you? Where were you when
it happened?
Do you like to be whipped or spanked? During sex or before? Have
you ever had clamps put on your nipples? Your clit or cunt?
Do you like to wear revealing clothes? If so, what is your favorite
revealing outfit? What type of underwear and what type of night
wear do you use?

Good morning, Heather. Looks like I’m going to be the first to reply
to your suggestion that we get really personal here. I’ll start.
I’m 50 years old, 6′4″, weigh 185 (about 10 pounds too much), have
light blue eyes and a full head of silver hair. I’m a college graduate
and have a Master’s degree in business. As far as the personal stuff:
I am a BBS junkie. I love to communicate with other adults on a
personal basis, that’s why I have written so many erotic stories, (all
of which are posted on this board first). Some of my stories have been
concocted completely from my imagination, some were situations in which
I should have acted as the characters in the story did (even though I
didn’t react that way at the time), and some are the whole, unvarnished
truth with the only embelishments being the use of highly erotic words
to try to convey to the reader the sensuality of the real situation.

I love oral sex. I love to use my tongue to caress the sensitive parts
of a woman’s body. I love to feel her nipple harden as I suck it
gently, my saliva causing it to shine as I pull it gently with my lips
as my tongue flicks back and forth over its surface. I love to turn
her on her stomach and, starting with the ears and neck, slowly let my
lips wander down to the small of her back, the touches so gently
applied that she isn’t sure if I am really there. I love to kiss her
ass, to let my tongue and teeth alternate in gently licking and sharply
nibbling, the combination of pain/pleasure heightening her arrousal. I
like to let my tongue wander down her crack, flicking at her anus and
dancing down to the soft folds of her cunt, lapping at the sweetness I
find oozing from her pussy. I let my tongue and lips caress the backs
of her legs, paying especial attention to the backs of her knees and
her ankles/toes, sucking the digits as my saliva makes them slippery so
that, when I turn her on her back, she can use them to caress my cock
while we kiss, our lips and tongues dueling for supremacy.

Finally, after she is completely arroused, I let my lips wander down to
the most plesant spot where her inner lips, now engorged with lust,
poke pinkly from the darkness of her bush. I capture each lip in turn,
suckling on it as I slide my mouth back and forth, dragging it further
into the light. Finally, I put my lips on her clit, by now a pink
pearl budding at the top of her pussy. Using my tongue and my
lip-encased teeth, I massage and caress the tenderness until she cums
for the first time.

Usually, if I am skillful enough, I can keep her at the peak of
excitement, bring her to another (or several more) orgasms as I let my
fingers gently penetrate her anus and pussy, thrusting in and out as
her temperature rises.

Since middle age has robbed me of the ability to maintain an erection
after I cum (at least for the next hour or two), I carefully insert
myself into the slipperyness of her pussy, letting my 7 inch cock slide
slowly until I’m completely buried. Since my wife is much shorter than
I, she can usually reach my nipples with her teeth. I love to have my
nipples pinched or bitten while we’re making love. She’s learned over
the years exactly how to control my orgasm through manipulation of my
nipples. If I start to cum too fast, she gently licks my nipples so
that I can barely feel the tenderness. If my erection starts to wane,
she bites harder and uses her fingernails to restore my virility.

I can usually hold off until she is ready to cum again, and we usually
climax at the same time, the soft clutching of her pussy drawing my
love juices from my cock.

Since I had a vascetomy (sp?) nearly 20 years ago, we have enjoyed our
sexual life more than before. I was never very good at unrolling and
using a rubber, losing my erection before I could get back to the bed,
so the operation made both of us happy.

My only regret is that she doesn’t like to suck my cock. With my oral
fixation, I love to watch my cock disappear into her mouth, although
since I’m too broad to get too much in her mouth, she used to
concentrate on my cock head, letting her lips and tongue dance while
sucking. About three years ago she decided that she didn’t want to
perform fellatio anymore. Now I have a total hangup about cock
sucking. I dream about having my cock sucked, about cumming in her
mouth, the rivulets dripping from the corners as the volume becomes too
great to swallow. Ah well, unfortunately that’s all in the past, and I
now have to settle for physical intercourse on an irregular basis and
mental fellatio, cunnilinguis, anal sex, intercourse, B&D, etc on a
regular basis.

Since my dreams constitute a large portion of the sources for my
stories, it seems my loss is everyone else’s gain (assuming that
someone out there likes my stories–since I only occasionally hear from
anyone, I wonder if anyone reads them and finds them as exciting to
read as they were to script).

Anyway, enough about me. Hopefully this is the type of information you
were considering when you posted your note. Maybe some others out
there will join us and describe themselves and their joys/desires also.

The person who had introduced Casey into the world of sexual
passion had been her Aunt Ruth. Ruth was a lesbian, a woman who
Casey had admired greatly.

Ruth had been unable to control her baser instincts around her
niece when she had come for a visit.

Aunt Ruth had shared her bedroom during her stay. Casey, still
the tomboy, had been eager to learn all about her sophisticated
Aunt’s life. Aunt Ruth had been all over the world. She was a
Captain in the Air force, and had travelled extensively.

If her language, and somewhat vulgar jokes and remarks offended
her parents at times, they only made the woman more fascinating to
Casey, who reckoned herself as a cool and tough girl. She had heard
that kind of thing before anyway, heard it every day at school. It
was weird hearing an adult talk like that, but it hadn’t bothered
Casey.

Aunt Ruth had liked to sleep in the nude. So did Casey in fact,
but she had worn a pair of Pyjamas for the first couple of days
that Ruth had shared her bedroom. She had been intensely interested
though, when Ruth had disrobed each night before bed.

The naked body of the woman had excited Casey for some reason.
Aunt Ruth was so beautiful, and, in the way of most young teenage
girls, she thought of herself as gawky and plain.

Ruth had taken several minutes after stripping to arrange her
clothes in the closets, and do other things before going to bed.
Casey had’nt known at the time that that was deliberate. After the
second day, she had decided that she too could sleep in the raw.

She had watched discretely as Ruth had stripped off and then
wandered around doing this and that. After Ruth had finally gotten
into bed, Casey had yawned and put her book down. She got up from
her desk and with careful nonchalance, had proceeded to take her
own clothes off.

The first two days she had changed in the bathroom. Tonight she
simply took her clothes off right by her bed, while Ruth pretended
to ignore her and examine a magazine.

Her entire body had tingled as she had gotten down to her
underwear. She had to force herself to unsnap her bra and pull it
off. She had chickened out at the last minute, and turned her back
to Ruth as she did it though.

She then slipped her bikini panties down her legs. When she had
bent over to slip them off, she had almost fallen down while
trying to keep her legs as tightly closed as possible.

She had placed them on her desk, her hands shaking slightly. She
fiddled with nothings at her desk, keeping her back turned to Ruth,
wondering if her Aunt was staring at her small, shapely buttocks,
then finally managed to get up the courage to turn around and move
to her bed.

Turning around exposed her front to Ruth, which sent her pulse
racing even higher. She had’nt been able to tell if the woman was
watching her, so intent was she on avoiding her Aunt’s eyes. She
had had to stop herself from racing to her bed and jumping in.
Instead she had casually walked to bed, pulled up the covers and
got in.

She had’nt of course known how flushed her skin was, nor how
much of a giveaway her stiffly erect nipples were to the older
woman.

Ruth had indeed taken very careful note of her niece’s nudity.
She watched from the side of her eyes as Casey had fiddled at her
desk. Her eyes opening wider and her head turning, when the girl
had leaned forward once, exposing her slight pink slit to view.

It had been almost like a game for Casey. To strip and show off
her body before bed. For several nights running, she too had found
a number of things to occupy her attention between undressing and
bed. She had gotten less inhibited and more bold each night.

One night she had stood before the full length mirror, her hands
behind her head, posing. She had brought her hands up behind her
head and leaned back slightly, causing her breasts to jut out.

Though it was hard for her to admit to herself, she felt she
looked just as good as the girl in the mens magazine she had seen
in this very same pose the other night. She had lifted the magazine
from the bottom of one of her Dad’s drawers, intrigued by the
pictures between the covers.

She batted her eyes at the mirror and pouted her lips in what
she thought was a vampish way. She heard the floorboards creek at
the same time as the voice spoke up. “MMmmmmmmmhhhh Sexyyyyyyy !”

She had jumped in surprise at the sound of Ruth’s voice, trying
to cover her nudity with all too thin arms and hands. Even as the
embarrassment at being found in this manner rose to flush her skin
red, her belly felt another kind of heat at Ruth’s sudden entry.

She tried to reach for a blanket, as Ruth sauntered towards her.
“Oh stop that ! I’ve seen you before remember !” Ruth snorted,
coming over beside her. “Stand up for your body girl ! Don’t cower
and hide as if it was something shameful you didn’t want anyone to
see !”

Self consciously, Casey had straightened up, pulling her arm
away from her chest and her hand off her pubic mound. Ruth was
standing beside her and she reached over and grabbed Casey’s
shoulder, pulling her up straighter.

“Well, kid ? What do you think of the ol’ bod ?” Think it’l
bring the boys running ?” Casey stammered a little, her face still
red. “I was just comparing myself to a pose I saw in one of my
Dad’s magazines.” She braced herself, straightening her shoulders
and throwing out her chest. She turned and faced Ruth.

“What do you think Aunt Ruth ?” Do you think i’m pretty?” Ruth
had looked at her with a strange expression. “Are you kidding ?
god, I should look half as good as you.”

Casey stared at her in disbelief. “Come on Aunt Ruth ! You’re
way prettier than me !”

“Ha !”

“You are !”

“Oh I’m Okay .”

“I wish I had a body like yours.”

“Look Casey. You have a terrific body and a gorgeous face. What
more could you want ?”

“You don’t think I’m too skinny ?” she asked, turning toward the
mirror again. Ruth rolled her eyes and then pulled the t-shirt
nightie she was wearing up and off.

She was sleek and naked underneath. Casey made as if to step
back, but Ruth put her arm around her and drew her close beside her
before the mirror. Almost against her will, Casey’s eyes went to
the mirror and looked admiringly at the older woman’s body.

She noted again, the high firmness of her aunt’s breasts, and
the delicate, graceful tapering of her legs. Her breasts were
larger than Casey’s and her hips were a touch wider, but who was
perfect ?”

Ruth had pulled her in front of herself and brought her arms
around her waist. What is wrong with this?” she demanded. Suddenly
her hands slid up and cupped Casey’s young breasts in her hands.
Whats wrong with these ?” Casey was startled by the intimate
contact. Her Aunt’s fingers held firmly to the incredibly tender
skin on her breasts.

For the first time, she became aware of Ruth’s own breasts,
pressing firmly into her back. She felt the slight ticklishness of
Ruth’s pubic hair touching her buttocks. Involuntarily, her breasts
began to swell and her nipples to harden. Ruth noticed right away.

“Aha ! Now you see the way to make them even better looking !”
she laughed. Casey drew in her breath suddenly as Ruth gently, but
firmly squeezed both her breasts several times. Her face turned
crimson again, and she tried to pull away from the close embrace.

Her movements though, were suddenly shaky and weak. She felt
like her pubic hair was stiffening and crackling with electricity,
bringing an itch to her pussy. Then she felt Ruth’s lips on the
side of her neck where it joined her shoulders. Ruth bit softly at
the flesh, sucking it into her mouth, and Casey could not supress
a moan of intense excitement and pleasure.

Ruth’s body was aroused also, and Casey could feel the stiff
nipples, like two sharp points, pressing into her skin. Ruth
kneaded and squeezed her breasts, tweaking and pinching the now
hard little nipples. Abruptly she was swung around to face her
Aunt.

She looked deep into those stunning green eyes, noting with
alarm, the intensety of desire in them for her. Then Ruth leaned
forward, kissing Casey’s lips gently, then more forcefully. Casey
felt her Aunt’s tongue slip past her lips and join her own tongue,
slipping and sliding over it as their lips mashed together.

Casey had been stunned by the sudden acts. Her mind was dizzy
from the sensations Ruth was bringing out from her breasts, and the
deep hot feeling that was burning in her belly. She didn’t know
what to do. She knew virtually nothing about sex. She had heard of
girls doing it together, but couldn’t imagine how.

She had done nothing to resist as her Aunt caressed the skin of
her back with her soft fingers, then slid them further down, and
cupped her buttocks firmly. She felt the sensitive skin come alive
under her Aunt’s gentle fondling, then gasped as Ruth’s hand rubbed
deep into the cleavage between her ass cheeks and down between her
legs to cup her pubic mound.

She tried to protest weakly, but Ruth’s mouth was over her own.
The hand shot a burst of hot fire up into her belly, and Casey
unconsciously pushed back against it, seeking more. Ruth slid her
hand up and down her ass crack, travelling deep between her legs on
the downward journey, and rubbing over her tender hot slit.

Casey could feel Ruth’s tits crushing her own, the nipples of
the older woman rubbing against her own erect buds. The fire in her
belly roared higher and higher, sending waves of pleasure roaring
through her brain, and making her vision blur with multi colored
lights.

She leaned back against the edge of a bureau, and Ruth suddenly
dropped to her knees in front of her. She forced Casey’s shaky legs
apart and pushed her face up against the soft furry mound of her
pubis.

Casey moaned, as Ruth brought her tongue up onto the skin of her
groin, licking up alongside her cunt slit. Ruth ran her tongue all
around the slit over and over, and then suddenly, she shot it right
into the middle of the slick oily cunt slit.

“UUUUUHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHH !!”

Casey grabbed Ruth’s head in both hands for support as her body
arched backwards. Her pelvis thrust forward, humping against her
Aunt’s face as thumping, throbbing waves of orgasm shot through her
body. She shuddered under the impact and would have fallen if not
for Ruth’s hands firm hold on her thighs. Ruth brought her tongue
against her clit and licked against it, drawing a shaken sigh from
Casey.

Over and over, Casey gasped with pleasure as her Aunt’s tongue
slid across the delicate fold of flesh. Casey shivered and swayed
helplessly as a powerful buildup of sexual tension began to churn
through her body.

When Ruth had grabbed her clit between her lips and sucked
tightly, furiously, Casey had jerked and shivered through an even
higher orgasm. She had thrown back her head and grunted mindlessly
as she came over and over again.

Then she remembered sliding down to the rug, her legs collapsing
and folding under her. She found she was on top of Ruth, her weak
body splayed over the woman. Ruth held her head between her hands
and raised it up, staring into her astonished eyes.

She had brought Casey’s face down to her own and they had kissed
deeply. Casey had emulated her by running her own tongue into
Ruth’s mouth. When Ruth had pushed Casey downward, she had kissed
and licked at her Aunt’s neck, shoulders, and then dropped her
mouth to suckle and chew on the woman’s breasts and nipples.

She bit and sucked and licked desperately at the hardened pebbly
nipples, wanting to return the pleasure to her Aunt that she had
received. Ruth grabbed her hand and brought it down to the soft
fold of brown hair between her legs.

Casey slid her hand over the pubic hair and over the delicate
erect clitty. She rubbed up and down on her Aunt’s cunt, drawing
sighs and gasps from Ruth. She could feel the slick slit outlined
beneath the damp hair and ran a finger along the crack.

She pushed against the opening and her finger slid softly into
Ruth’s body. She could feel the soft tight walls of Ruth’s vagina
gripping her finger as she pushed it deeper. When her knuckles were
flat against the lips, she wiggled her finger around in the tight
tunnel, marvelling at the strange feeling it aroused in her.

She slid the finger out and then pushed two, then three into the
crack. She began pumping the fingers in and out of Ruth’s slit,
making sure to rub against the clit at each stroke. Ruth was
shoving her groin up to meet each downstroke and making soft
whimpering noises underneath her.

Her eyes had rolled back in her head and her lids were almost
shut. “OH GOD ! OOHH YESSS! OOO OOH OOOOOOOGHHH UUUUUUNNH! C…
Caseyeee !!!” Ruth was shaking in orgasm, her body humping against
Casey’s fingers.

She grabbed Casey and pulled her to the rug, rolling on top. The
two kissed deeply, running their hands over each other’s bodies,
both awash in the sensations of lovemaking. Ruth slid down her
body, her hands fixed firmly on her sweating pulsating breasts, and
then pushed her face into her groin.

She sucked and bit on the clit as her hands pawed Casey’s tits.
In seconds she had brought Casey to another immense orgasm that
send her into writhing spasms of uncontrollable contortions. She
turned Casey over onto her belly, then pulled her up to her knees.

Casey had been almost completely unaware of what was going on,
and too weak to resist. Her face was flat on the floor, all but
covered in stringy sweaty hair. Ruth had pulled her up into her lap
and slid her hand down over her upturned ass cheeks and into her
tight wet crotch.

Casey had felt her palm squeezing her hot slit for a second, and
then Aunt Ruth’s middle finger had slid up into her drooling pussy
hole. Casey moaned as the finger sliced apart the walls of her
virgin cunt slit and pushed deep into her body.

Ruth began fucking her, adding two more fingers and sliding them
in and out of the oily hole. Casey had cried for her to stop, dazed
by the bolts of heat and fire that shot into her brain each time
Ruth rammed her fingers into her groin, and hurting form the strain
of the digits embedded in her tight cunt.

The fingers had alternated their speed, first sliding the
fingers slowly in and out of the entrance, not going deep, the
pumping the digits in and out rapidly, and deeply, jerking Casey’s
body back and forth as she reacted to the stimuli.

Casey came again, the climax sending the blood pounding into her
head, driving all coherent thought from her as she rode the
sensations. Her ass rammed back against her Aunt’s plunging fingers
trying to force more and more of them into her cunthole. Ruth had
suddenly dropped her and ran over to the corner, leaving her
humping and whimpering on the rug.

Her groin twitched and tingled as her climax began to subside.
Ruth jumped down onto the floor next to her again. Casey had looked
up dazedly to see her Aunt strapping on some kind of a strange
panty set, wondering at the long thick thing that stood straight
out from the middle of her crotch.

She rolled Casey over onto her back, and pulled her legs up into
the air, pushing them back and folding them against Casey’s chest.
Casey did not resist as she felt herself bent forcefully, her back
arched as her ankles were forced backwards to her head by Ruth’s
insistent pressure. Ruth positioned herself in front of Casey’s
upthrust ass cheeks and positioned the fat thing at the entrance
of Casey’s slit.

She began to put pressure on the tightly closed slit. The
rounded head of the instrument forced the slick pubic lips back
further and further. Casey remembered how she groaned as the pain
mounted and she tried weakly to jerk away from it, not really even
knowing what was happening. Ruth had kept up a continuous pressure,
forcing the thing down into Casey’s body.

Casey had watched almost fascinated as inch after inch
disappeared into the tight, sucking depths of her oily pink cunt.
Casey shuddered against her Aunt, jerking and twitching as inch
after inch slid into her guts. She felt a sudden sharp pain from
within herself, and her arms and hands flailed around uselessly,
slapping at the carpet.

At last, she felt the touch of Ruth’s pubic hairs on her own
crotch and knew she had forced the whole thing down into her body.
Slowly Ruth began to pull her hips back, pulling the cock thin up
out of the depths of Casey’s crotch hole. She could see her cunt
lips pulled outward and clutching tightly at the thing as it slid
out.

When only the head was still inside, Ruth pushed her legs out
and let her whole weight drop down onto Casey. Casey gasped and
cried out in pain as the monster thing rammed down into her belly.

Ruth began to pump her hips in and out. slowly at first, then
picking up speed. She used long deep strokes. fucking Casey
brutally. Casey’s ankles were up on her shoulders and she could
feel them slapping up and down as they bounced with the impact of
Ruth’s harsh fucking.

Casey threw her head back, making gargling moans and grunts. She
had never experienced feelings and sensations like this before. Her
guts felt like they were torn apart inside her and her cunt felt
split open. She had this tremendous feeling of FULLNESS each time
Ruth sank that thing down into her.

She could feel her cunt walls surrounding and gripping the
fucking tube, and her mind was drowned in successive bursts of
fiery crackling sex heat. Her whole groin felt swollen and pulpy
from the fucking. She came again, and again, and again.

Ruth pulled the thing out, and Casey rolled shuddering onto her
belly, her hands trying to go down to her groin. She felt her belly
pulled up by her Aunt, and her knees pushed under, supporting her
ass in the air. Ruth was behind her, and then she felt the thing
thrusting back inside her cunt.

Casey groaned and shuddered once more. Her face rubbed back and
forth on the rug as her Aunt fucked her cunt from behind. Ruth
grabbed her hips and began pulling her ass back against the thing
as she thrust forward.

She rode a dazed helpless Casey to another climax. She leaned
forward and clutched Casey’s breasts where they were rubbing on the
carpet. She squeezed them unmercifully as she came with a
tremendous bang, ramming the thing far up into Casey’s cunthole and
sending her into another gasping shuddering climx.

Casey lay soaking in the shower, thinking of that beautiful
experience with her Aunt. She had been trying to forget it for the
last year, trying to pretend she hadn’t had such a powerful, and
perverted sexual experience with a woman. But now, she was forced
to admit her own sickness.

Even being raped, her body had responded to the other girls so
easily, so completely, that she wondered if she wasn’t doomed to a
life of lesbianism. She discounted her thoughts about boys in light
of her bodies obvious inclinations in the other direction.

What would happen, she wondered, when the Corps found out about
her? She went back to her bunk in a state of misery and fear. 

Morgan loved the feel of Patti’s big, beautiful rotating,
pumping ass cheeks in his hands as he pulled her to him. He
opened his mouth wide to give Patti a great big lick with the
flat of his long, wet tongue from the bottom of her dripping
pussy all the way to the top!

Patti gave an involuntary body flinch at the incredible
feeling of Morgan’s tongue flat-licking her hot cunt! Her hands,
clasped tightly together behind the pillows behind Morgan’s head,
and arms, pulled Morgan’s face tight against her luscious pussy
as Morgan continued giving her long wet licks along the outer
lips of her pussy! He loved the aroma of her and he couldn’t get
enough of her as he alternated between flat licks and stabbing
the tip of his tongue a couple of inches inside of her, swabbing
the contracting wet walls of her cunt!

——=====0=====——

Lany worked the camcorder at every angle, making sure the
club board would have excellent views of what was transpiring.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!…. Eat it up!! Eat it off my body!!!!
Eat it, Morgan!” Patti yelled with ecstatic pleasure as she
pumped her hips and ass at his face, grinding and mashing her
boiling hot cunt against his mouth, lips and tongue!

For the next few moments, Morgan continued eating her this
way, making sure she got as hot and wet as possible.

Then, with a good grip of her ass cheeks, he backed her off
an inch or so. Curling both sides of his tongue upward to make a
small channel down the middle, he wrapped the sides all around
her bulging clit and slowly began to pull on it. Patti’s hips
and ass began pumping and rotating faster. Morgan would pull,
then, push back! Pull, push back, every once in a while whipping
the tip and about an inch behind the tip, up and down and side to
side across her clit!

Patti then went crazy, screaming and moaning in sheer
ecstasy as Morgan felt an abundance of her hot cum start to glide
along his tongue and fill his mouth! Eagerly, he swallowed and
swallowed, making sure Patti heard his throat working!

With wild abandon, her body heaved, shook, and pumped so
hard and rapidly, Morgan had all he could do to keep her pussy in
his mouth, but, he rode with her, maintaining a firm grip on her
big, beautiful, full ass cheeks.

After sliding the entire length of his tongue deep into her
pussy and rolling it in circles against the walls of her pussy,
again, he would pull it back, wrapping the tip around her clit,
pulling on it. Now, while alternating between pulling on it with
his curled tongue and lips, he gently began to slide the middle
finger of his right hand into her asshole after soaking it in her
very wet pussy!

With his finger in her ass, he pulled, making her clit jut
out and enabling Morgan to encompass more of it with his curled
tongue!

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! went Morgan’s mouth as Patti
bounced and heaved on the bed! Patti was now completely lost in
the throes of ecstasy as multiple cums emanated from her hot
cunt! Morgan kept swallowing while maintaining his sucking and
pulling rhythm with his tongue on her clit!

“Oooooohhhh!! Oooh! Oooohhhhhhh! Oooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!!”
Patti screamed out as her body jerked as if hit with a love bolt
of electricity which began at her toes and ran to the top of her
head!

With Morgan’s head still on the pillows, Patti’s ecstasy
had caused her body to fall forward, her legs still spread apart
straddling Morgan’s head, and, her upper body flat against the
bed, arms extended and her head to one side on the mattress!

——=====0=====——

The whirring of Lany’s camcorder continued as she moved in
for a close shot! Now, Patti’s big ass and hips pumped up and
down against Morgan’s head in extended movements as she literally
fucked his face and mouth!!

Spittle began to roll from Patti’s mouth as one cum after
another, in rapid succession, overtook her! Morgan never let up,
continuing to ravage the entire outer and inner recesses of her
pussy, at the same time, managing to ravish her clit with his
tongue and lips!!

——=====0=====——

When Morgan was to view the tape later, he would get hot
again, and right away, while watching the outline of every inch
of Patti’s big ass cheeks under her silky slip, roll, shimmy,
shake, and slide in every direction, against his mouth!

——=====0=====——

For one more hour, it continued, Morgan never letting up,
and, Patti thinking she would have heart failure at any moment.
After 46 incredible cums, Patti had no more cum to call on, but,
for fifteen more minutes, Morgan continued to lick and suck her
in her pussy, then, outside on the in side and outside of her
thigs, upper legs, and, soft belly!

——=====0=====——

Patti lay there…. satiated! As Patti laid on her back,
Morgan moved up alongside of her, and, gently pulled the straps
of her slip off her shoulder and slid it down to her waist.

Then, he crawled on top of her, straddling her waist. He
filled his hands with her gigantic tits and rubbed and rubbed
them, pausing only to tease her nipples. Patti lay there,
moaning!

Morgan bent forward, and lightly whipped his tongue against
and around her big nipples! He took them in his mouth and sucked
them. Then, he would butterfly them with his tongue before
resuming his suckling with his big-lipped, hungry mouth! He just
couldn’t leave them alone as he couldn’t get enough of them!
Sometimes he would fill his mouth to the brim with her tit meat
while continuing to rub her free tit with his hand!

He then rolled over on his back, carrying Patti with him so
that she was now on top!

“Feed your tit to my mouth, Patti!”

Patti, now straddling Morgan, grabbed one of her tits with
both hands. Then, she slowly lowered herself until she directed
and felt her nipple being engulfed by Morgan’s lips and mouth!

“Oh, yes, honey!! Eat it up! Suck that nipple!! Suck
it… hard!!” as she threw her head back, her long hair falling
down her shoulders and back!

Morgan sucked and sucked, slurping at her nipple while
rubbing the other big, hanging tit! Then, he reached down and
grabbed his now hard cock and began sliding the head into Patti’s
pussy!

“Oh, you son of a bitch!!” she hollered and moaned! “Fuck
me, honey! Fuck me good and hard!!”

Morgan loved the feel of Patti’s constricting pussy as it
puckered out grabbing Morgan’s shaft and pulling it in!! Her big
hips and ass began riding it, pumping up and down, as she
continued to hold her tit, feeding the nipple deeper into
Morgan’s mouth!!

“Lany!!” Patti hollered! “Grab my slip! Rub Morgan’s big
balls with it!!!”

——=====0=====——

Morgan felt the cum building especially when the entire
length of his cock was all the way in Patti’s pussy and he felt
the exquisite sensation of silk being rubbed all over his balls!!



I woke up this morning snuggled up next to my daughter, with
my penis still tucked up inside her. Karen likes to sleep with
me inside her, and have my sperm warming her vagina, while she
sleeps. I ran my hand over her swollen breast, and down to her
distended tummy. As I rested my hand on the swell of her belly,
I felt a bulge ripple next to my hand, and then a distinct kick.
This must have woke Karen up.
“He’s sure active this morning,” she said, referring to our
son growing inside her. “Why don’t we give him a sister or two
to play with?” This was a standard joke between the two of us,
as though I could get her doubly pregnant by squirting more sperm
inside her, to join that which had already knocked her up.
I was agreeable; so within 10 minutes, I had set another big
helping of my sperm into my little girl’s vagina to join that
from the previous night, as she climaxed noisily. Afterwards,
Karen took the diaphragm from the bedside, and used it to keep my
sperm inside her “where it belonged.” Karen still liked to feel
my sperm inside her, even if she was already pregnant, and it
couldn’t get to her waiting eggs any more.
Smiling at each other, we both got dressed. She to go to
school, and me for work. Karen’s tight pants, and short little
T-shirt with the “Under Construction” sign, and the big bold
arrow pointing down to her obscenely bulging bare midriff,
proclaimed to the world, that she was NOT fat, only pregnant, and
proud of it. The school authorities had given up on trying to
curtail the female students blatant displays of sexuality, and
pregnancy, as each one tried to outdo the other in showing off
just how pregnant they were, or if they weren’t, how ready they
were to get that way. They had finally drawn the line, when one
of Karen’s classmates who was about 9 months gone, tried to wear
a bikini to school. Compared to THAT, Karen’s attire was almost
modest, and the lettering on her shirt was mild, compared to
those I’d seen on some of her fellow students, like: “Little
Brother’s Little Sister” and “Mama’s Helper” and even “Daddy’s
Baby” with an arrow pointing down, and “Big Brother’s Little
Girl” with a similar arrow pointing to an obviously bulging
belly.
After we finished dressing, I was whistling with
satisfaction. Karen did wonders to keep me happy.
I looked in the children’s bedroom, to make sure the other
two got up in time. I needn’t have worried. They were both
awake, and up, though not dressed yet. My son Jason was jacking
off in his little sister Judy. He was between her legs, stroking
his cock, as he pushed the head of his penis up inside the little
girl’s tight little slit. It was quite stimulating; so I stopped
to watch, to be sure he did it right. He didn’t put his cock all
the way up inside the little girl, as she was too small yet, but
he seemed to enjoy having just the head of his penis inside her,
while he stroked himself to a climax.

Judy liked her big brother a lot, and was always willing to
help him “get off” this way in the mornings, so he wouldn’t be
frustrated sexually at school. I watched until Jason stopped
stroking, and pushed his cock as hard as he could up against his
little sister’s hymen without breaking it, while he filled the
youngster’s tiny little crack with his seed, by squirting his cum
through the tiny hole in the center of the little girl’s hymen.
Afterwards, Judy licked the last drop of his sperm from his cock,
and then he returned the favor by cleaning up the little bit of
white leaking from her tight little slit. Most of Jason’s sperm
remained inside her though, held in place in her vagina by the
barrier of the little girl’s virginity. I was proud to see that
my son loved his little sister enough to do it right, and not
pull out. So obviously was Judy, as she thanked her older
brother for his sperm, and gave him a big smile.
When he finished, Jason noticed me watching, and blushed a
little. “Hi Dad,” he said, as the two youngsters both started to
get dressed. “Judy was helping me out.”
Judy didn’t put any panties on, as she planned on showing-
off to the gym-teacher that morning, by doing the “splits,” so
that he would be able to see her still-intact hymen leaking her
own brother’s white sticky sperm, and have it running down her
leg when she got up. Judy knew quite a few of the male teachers,
and even some of the female ones, liked to see it when one of the
students came into the room with cum running down her legs,
filling the room with the unmistakable smell of fresh semen, and
letting everyone in the room know that this little girl not only
had just recently been fucked, but probably wasn’t wearing any
panties under her short little dress.
I grinned at the two of them, and they grinned back. I
continued down the hall to have breakfast, and get ready for
work. On my way, I daydreamed about what my “sexretary” had told
me the previous day: That she might be “late” this morning, when
she came into work. I sure hoped so. I love kids. Yes, it
looked like it was going to be a really fine day for all of us.