I stopped counting after seven orgasms. When the vibration finally stops, Bryan releases me from my restraints. The kiss he gives me is filled with desire and promise. Without a word, he picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. My master only wears a pair of sweatpants, while I'm still completely naked apart from my collar. He turns on the shower and makes sure it's at the right temperature before forcing me in. I give...

It's been seven months since my first dogging adventure; I've been once more with Ken to a different site. But it wasn't so good—so downmarket! Ken refuses to take me back to the Essex site. He doesn't like the idea of me taking on twenty or more guys, as they suggested they could arrange for me. However, since Ken became a junior partner at Christmas, he now undertakes regular trips to America and Europe, frequently away...

I woke as the light of dawn shone into the room. None of us had closed the blackout curtains. I turned to face movement, finding my sister reaching for something. “What do you need?” “Dan?” “Yeah. Do you need water?” “Fuck yes.” “There’s one in your hand," I said. “Oh.” She sat up to chug her water. Her dress was low cut, and despite my best efforts, I found myself staring down into the depths. Her eyes turned to catch me...

I love sitting out on the balcony and watching the sunrise in the morning. One morning, you were sitting out before me; I haven’t seen you here often, so when I came out just in my silk robe, a shiver of lust ran through my mind and body. I teasingly sit down on your lap to let you feel my body on yours, to let our scents mix. But today, it’s me wanting something. You kiss me gently on the neck and hug me tightly. I smile...

Let me just preface this little narrative by saying that I am not the most proficient of lovers. I have trouble meeting ladies. I don’t know why. I’m shy, you could say. But I'm human, like Morrissey says, and I need to be loved, just like anybody else does. So, instead of going out and meeting someone, I thought I’d try hiring a prostitute. I’d never done it before. And, to be honest, I didn’t even know how. You can’t ju...

This story continues where Student Slut Part 1 left off...You don't have to read the previous parts, but it will help. Check out my other stories too! I appreciate all of your comments too.As he let me breath again, I knew that was it. I took him deep into my throat as Buzz pinched a nipple hard, rubbed my clit and had his cock push hard against my G spot. I felt the orgasm rush through my body, my muscles clenching and r...