She had never looked back from getting the qualifications necessary to become a Governess. She found that the richer households would give her free reign over their errant offspring.
What they were allowed to wear, where they were allowed to go and who they were allowed to see. And best of all, these rich folk wanted control and well-turned out young women.
Their explicit instructions were to ensure the girls in her care understood right from wrong, however that message was delivered. And for some of her charges, that message needed constant reinforcement. And so she indulged her ravenous appetite for the spanking and humiliation of spoilt, haughty young ladies.
She found her work satisfying; but it always left her aching down below. Perhaps, she reflected as she brought her hand down for the ninety-ninth time, it was time to introduce this latest brat to her drenched, throbbing, cunt and have her atone for her sins in a different way… mercurycitymeltdown
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Are you ready for me, baby girl?
She didn’t reply, simply leaning back against the warmth of his chest and parting her thighs. His arms slid around her, holding her close, as his teeth traced the curve of her neck. He squeezed her breast, forcing a soft gasp from her parted lips.
I want to see just how ready you are.
His hands pushed down into her panties, parting her slick folds and dipping into her wetness. His palm brushed against her clit, grinding harder as he pulled her back against the hard length pressing against her ass. She felt the head of his cock pop above his waistband, precum dripping onto her lower back.
Oh… she moaned softly, bracing her weight on her thighs as she pushed back against him.
I hope these aren’t your favorite pair…
With that single phrase he pushed her forward, knocking her off balance. Her hands came in front of her to stop her fall, her ass high in the air as he grabbed her by the hips. The waistband of her panties dug into her hips, the threads tearing, as he grasped the fabric and pulled it roughly to the side. He moaned at the sight, grabbing hold ofher cheeks, tugging and digging his fingers into her skin as he pushed inside. He took her, fully, completely. His fingers deftly worked her clit, driving her toward the edge of pleasure as he pounded into her tightening cunt.
Cum, sweetheart. Cum around my cock. Cum for me.……kinkyminx
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I had attended the Annual Company Christmas dinner & dance on my own for the previous two years. As one of the younger members of our firm I attended all of the company functions to show my enthusiasm and commitment. This year was different though. Six months ago I married a wonderful,…
The last couple of weeks have been all about studying here. All the stress, headaches and piles of books to cram into my tiny brain aren’t exactly what I’d call aphrodisiacs. Today however, I could really use a good fuck. Fortunately my boyfriend didn’t waste a lot of time and decided to give me what I wanted, a good fuck! :D My brain must have still been in overdrive because while he was fucking me, my mind started racing. I thought about this ‘date’ he’s got planned in a few weeks. It’s a date with a wife and her husband, who want to make their cuckold dreams come true! That entails that he’s supposed to have sex with the wife, while her husband watches. So, as weirded out as I was by my own thoughts, I’ve concluded that this is actually a good thing. By being able to feel happy for the lucky ones that get fucked by my boyfriend I don’t feel that it’s about me as much. Because I don’t necessarily consent in order to make HIM happy, I’m just being an awfully nice person to lend him out to other people. It’s a more empowering point of view, if you get what I mean? I don’t know if this sounds stupid and very weird, but I thought I’d share it anyway! Writing is a good way to clarify my thoughts! And for the record! The fuck was awesome! :) Love!Fucking with the mind.
So, back to me being fucked, I’m thinking: “That woman is so lucky, she must be extremely happy once my boyfriend is fucking her!”. I don’t know if this comes across as a strange thought (I think it does?). But it certainly felt strange to me.
It’s not that I’m unhappy about my boyfriends ‘sexual adventures ;)’, but I usually feel happy for him. I like that he can do what he wants to do and I don’t especially care about the other people involved. And now all of a sudden I do? What is this? Could this be a form of compersion? I’m confused! :p
It would be unusual for a dad to be so clued up as to suspect that there was more to the relationship than simple friendship. Can he believe that by physically locking the girls apart, that the brain may be even further interested? Maybe an [false] announcement of pregnancy might truly shake his world!...rjh
“On the train on the way to her house my dad called me and told me that I wasn’t allowed out and that I had to come home immediately…. why I couldn’t sleep over because things ended after that. It’s been months now, and I still finger myself thinking of her.”
…roberthand48 from my “BLOGS I Like“
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Your cheating heart will make you weep you’ll cry and cry and try to sleep
But sleep won’t come the whole night through your cheating heart will tell on you
When tears come down like falling rain you’ll toss around and call my name
You’ll walk the floor the way I do your cheating heart will tell on you
Your cheating heart will pine someday and crave the love you threw away
The time will come when you’ll be blue your cheating heart will tell on you
When tears come down…
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QUEER ENOUGH by Bianca James
I am queer. I am a “biological” woman who likes to fuck men.
I am genderqueer. I have a vagina and like to wear dresses.
Confused? I will try to explain, though most of the time it’s easier not to.
Invisible queerness. Invisible transgender. Passing privileges- but exactly who and what am I passing as? People tend to assume I am a lesbian by my short hair and swagger. They looked at me like I’m a dirty tissue when I say, no, I mostly sleep with men. Soiled in their eyes. Un-queered. So much for queer as an inclusive “umbrella” term.
I’ve had sex with women, and I probably will again. But it’s not lesbians that identify with, as much as I love them as friends. It’s gay men. Gay men, I understand like none other. They understand me. And I can’t help but be attracted to them, even if I don’t act on my desires. Instead, I find the men, who, like me, are queer but like to sleep with women. Men who prefer anal sex and fisting to straight intercourse, men who wear eyeliner and skirts, men who sit down to pee because they don’t give a damn about being perceived as being “manly enough.” Men who have been called “faggot” their whole lives for refusing to conform, when ironically, they love women.
And we exist, queerly heterosexual, guy dykes and girl fags in love.
I am a femme androgyne, a fagette, masculine in short hair and muscles, feminine in lipstick and heels. I am man and woman as one, and I refuse to pick a side. I love having big breasts and rocking a 10” strap on at the same time.
My man- self is a femme faggot. Johnny Weir ice dancing to Lady Gaga in roses and sequins. Oscar Wilde, a sissy genius in lavender silk with a poison pen.
My woman- self is a lusty warrior. Grace Jones in a James Bond film, power-lifting a full-grown man over her head in haute couture and heels. French novelist, burlesque dancer and body builder Colette, dressed in a 19th century men’s suit.
I am queer. I am genderqueer. I am femme.
And if you can’t wrap your brain around that, well, I wasn’t planning on sleeping with you anyway.
"http://biancajames.blogspot.com/2011/04/queer-enough.html (via fuckyeahhotqueers)
Are we not ALL queer? Me? I’m an old male who always loved females but the notion of sex with another male is also appealing.
(Source: alwaysreallyqueer, via noprobl)
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makemethewhoreiam: She didn’t dare to guess, she knew it could be anybody. And exactly this thought, this idea that it was not even HIM, that he might really just have set her up with somebody she had never seen before, that he might have some kind of agreement with this person, and that he expects her to obey to his decision, to please somebody she would never know who it was and what kind of agreement was made with HIM about her, made her burning in excitement in the moment she realized.
dr-tarl: This time Katarina had to put the blind fold on in the elevator and then “someone” took her to the familiar room 652. Care to guess who met her in the elevator?
NO need of blindfolds! The DARKNESS is as good. While doggie fucking in total darkness, withdraw, leave the room, X return after an interval, finish the task on hand, leave again, return, recommence doggie, finish, and sleep. Smile knowingly in the morning knowing she is wondering. BEST if there’s another male or couple in the place! Maybe ask if HE was better?! ...rjh
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BLINDSIDED!
One of my hottest sexual experiences was being blindfolded. I know that’s very common but my lover made it extra hot. He laid me down in another room after getting my pussy dripping wet and awaiting his hard cock. He started drilling me and then stopped after a few minutes. I heard him leave the room and then come back but I could feel him wearing something different and it made me feel like it was a different person he invited to come in and fuck me. It was so hot not knowing for sure who it was. I came so hard that day - it was so good…..nottienicole - Nottie Nicole …
While doggie fucking, slip out of the room in total darkness! X delay, return to doggie, leave again, return to sleep [or maybe a replay]. Smile knowingly in the morning. Best if there’s another male [or couple] in the house!...rjh
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He pulled into her driveway at 6 in the morning. They had met at a party last night and she had gone home with him. They fucked and slept and fucked. In the morning, he offered her a ride home.
She had an hour to shower and get dressed for work. But she couldn’t resist one last ride on his cock. He looked so dreamy with his disheveled hair. And the way he worked the gear stick made her cunt stir. He blushed when she told him her pelvis was still tingling from the memory of his cock sliding in and out of her. When he turned onto her street, she slid her hand up his thigh, down his groin and over his balls. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly and he had to make a conscious effort to keep his eyes open. She undid his belt buckle.
When he parked in her driveway, she released both their seat belts. Her fingers pulled down the zipper which snaked over his crotch and slipped into his briefs. She took his cock in her mouth and felt it blossom to rock-hard stiffness.
“Mmm, I want to drive,” she said, her words vibrating against his naked cock. “Could you get into the passenger seat?” He gave her a bewildered look as she scooted the passenger seat back.
“Please,” she said with a bewitching smile. He got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side.
“Take off your pants?” she suggested. He took his shoes, socks, pants and briefs off as she slipped out of her dress. She took his shirt off and licked his neck with her whole tongue. He grabbed her under her ass and picked her up.
He sat her down, legs spread, on the hood of his car. She lay back on the cool metal as his fingers pulled her flimsy panties aside and tasted her morning hunger, mixed with the traces of come from earlier fucking. Her back arched and a moan quivered through her lips. His hands grasped her hips as he fucked her with his tongue. His mouth and tongue flicked and sucked her clit until her body started to shake. She didn’t want to come yet.
“Please, baby. Let me drive,” she said, her voice faltering. He sat in the passenger seat. She bent down to kiss his mouth as her hand stroked his cock. Then she turned her back to him and stepped one foot into the car, over his two legs. She pressed her ass and cunt against his face. He licked her swollen pussy lips from her pink clit to her puckered asshole before she slid her rump down his chest. She took hold of his cock with one hand and kissed its head with her pussy lips. Her lips parted and his cock sank into her warm, wet, supple body.
She moved over the length of his erection slowly at first, her pussy relishing the feel of each engorged inch pressing and sliding against her vaginal walls. Then she grabbed the dash and the door frame and thrust her body over his stiff cock. She felt her dam break as her body flushed. Her head felt light; her eyes closed. Her head, her whole body filled with white light. He grabbed her hips as she ground her pelvis into his, her pussy pulsing violently around his shaft. His hips thrust into her ass and he groaned, deep and loud. His cock jerked inside her body and what little come he had left threw itself into her dark wetness….erotictumbles
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MY MOST INTIMATE MOMENTS WHEN I …by...myinsideisout
something so intimate is not something I’d ever think I’d post… but I can’t help myself… when my thoughts wander to you I can’t help but touch myself… if I’m at work sat at my desk… I have no choice… shifting my position and squeezing my thighs together to numb the desire… the pulsating desire I have calling from my pussy… needing you… if I’m at home though… laying in bed… on my own… it’s impossible not to touch myself… it’s impossible not to feel how wet you make me… to feel my pussy swell as I start to stroke my forefinger and middle finger up and down my moist lips… maybe running them in rhythm one after the other up my soft lips… slowly sinking one finger in… mmm… then two… pulling them in and out… widening them so they can rub on the inside of my pussy… sliding a third in and curling them round… pushing in deep… rubbing my palm on the top of my pussy… using my other hand to spread my lips… sliding them out of my pussy now… sliding them up… spreading my wetness up to my throbbing clit… this is where I need your tongue… tapping my clit now… firm but gently… slowly with two fingers closed together… a light spank… I sink my fingers deep into my pussy again to soak them into my wetness… I need to taste myself… drawing my fingers up my body to my mouth I suck my fingers… moaning… I can’t get enough… spreading my lips apart with my ring finger and forefinger as I increase the pace I rub my clit with my middle finger… moaning… pinching my pink nipples with my other hand and arching my back… craving you… I don’t always cum like this as I enjoy the tease… bringing myself to the edge and then stopping… wishing the next time I do it you could be there… if you were… then I would cum… I would lay in front of you… exactly like this and cum for you… if I do cum though… when I’m on my own… if it’s too unbearable not to… you and only you are on my mind… thoughts of you… your dick… your hands… your mouth… they fill my head as I bring myself to orgasm… my most treasured moment… the feel of my orgasm shudder through my body… curling my toes… exhaling… chest pounding… back fully arched… knees together and thighs clamped… one hand grabbing my hair… thighs clamping harder around my hand as it slowly massages my pussy through to a more intense orgasm… all the time… all the tingles… all the goosebumps… all the lip biting… it’s all for you…
You make me do this….myinsideisout
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