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Long Shots Contest finalists are chosen.
Craig looked a bit alarmed at the size of the lumbering contraption.
"Are you going to put me in that?" he asked, a little apprehensive.
"Don't be afraid," Zula laughed. "I won't let anything bad happen to you."
The apparatus had four connective arms that extended outward from its central section for the placement of a man's arms and legs. Once the subject was placed in a prone position inside the device, the upper portion of the maw was lowered onto his body, effectively "sandwiching" him in place. There were holes in the upholstery to allow him to keep his face, genitals, and ass exposed so that his trainers could manipulate these areas without any interference from him. Four hydraulic arms, attached to the four metal corners of the machine, allowed the machine to be positioned at various angles, and was operated by remote control.
Craig looked a bit alarmed at the size of the lumbering contraption.
“Are you going to put me in that?” he asked, a little apprehensive.
“Don’t be afraid,” Zula laughed. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
The apparatus had four connective arms that extended outward from its central section for the placement of a man’s arms and legs. Once the subject was placed in a prone position inside the device, the upper portion of the maw was lowered onto his body, effectively “sandwiching” him in place. There were holes in the upholstery to allow him to keep his face, genitals, and ass exposed so that his trainers could manipulate these areas without any interference from him. Four hydraulic arms, attached to the four metal corners of the machine, allowed the machine to be positioned at various angles, and was operated by remote control. Read more »
Fantasies of one woman.
*Fantasies Of One Woman Part 3*
Another one of my fantasies incorporates me working in some sort of a pornographic bookstore that has dancing girls who will dance for a man or woman in a booth with just a pane of glass between them. The idea of even working in a place like that is very arousing because normally I would never do any such thing or even think about actually doing it.
The bookstore owner tells me that he has a customer that wants to use one of the booths, and he tells me to turn him on. I smile my sly smile and slip into the back room for a few moments finding some sort of proper outfit to wear and end up walking to the both in a short black leather mini-skirt and a tight red blouse.
*Fantasies Of One Woman Part 3*
Another one of my fantasies incorporates me working in some sort of a pornographic bookstore that has dancing girls who will dance for a man or woman in a booth with just a pane of glass between them. The idea of even working in a place like that is very arousing because normally I would never do any such thing or even think about actually doing it.
The bookstore owner tells me that he has a customer that wants to use one of the booths, and he tells me to turn him on. I smile my sly smile and slip into the back room for a few moments finding some sort of proper outfit to wear and end up walking to the both in a short black leather mini-skirt and a tight red blouse. Read more »
A new dating service brought them together.
It was the sort of thing that begins with high hopes. It feels like a fantasy fuel adventure.
I'd signed up for a new service on my mobile phone, a dating service using the latest technology. It was exciting but as the months passed without any interest, my excitement faded into mute acceptance that I wasn't going to get lucky.
What was supposed to happen was this: You type your vital statistics into a web site, and list the characteristics of the person you want to meet. It was pretty comprehensive and definitely tailored towards the 'adult' end of the market, which of course was exactly what I wanted. It also required a photo.
It was the sort of thing that begins with high hopes. It feels like a fantasy fuel adventure.
I’d signed up for a new service on my mobile phone, a dating service using the latest technology. It was exciting but as the months passed without any interest, my excitement faded into mute acceptance that I wasn’t going to get lucky.
What was supposed to happen was this: You type your vital statistics into a web site, and list the characteristics of the person you want to meet. It was pretty comprehensive and definitely tailored towards the ‘adult’ end of the market, which of course was exactly what I wanted. It also required a photo. Read more »
Lisa ends up naked in class.
The Vocational College for Girls is a detention center for young girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two. It is an alternative to prison for girls with minor or first time offences. The girls must attend college-accredited classes and perform community service by working in the small town as part of their punishment. Unfortunately for the girls, the institution is run by corrupt administrators that force the girls to wear skimpy little outfits in public while they work. This inspires men from miles around to visit the small town. The money these men spend accounts for most of the town's revenue. In return, the businesses give kickbacks to the teachers and staff of the VCG, which of course is not reported to the state.
The Vocational College for Girls is a detention center for young girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two. It is an alternative to prison for girls with minor or first time offences. The girls must attend college-accredited classes and perform community service by working in the small town as part of their punishment. Unfortunately for the girls, the institution is run by corrupt administrators that force the girls to wear skimpy little outfits in public while they work. This inspires men from miles around to visit the small town. The money these men spend accounts for most of the town’s revenue. In return, the businesses give kickbacks to the teachers and staff of the VCG, which of course is not reported to the state. Read more »
I got myself in trouble letting men spy on me
I just finished watching the video tape I"d received in the mail today. It"s so detailed and clear, it looks like the person doing the filming was actually in the room. Along with the tape came a note. All it said was, "I get the same thing or the world sees this tape on the Internet. I"ll be back in town next week, see all of you then."
Well this story starts almost a year ago to the day. You see, every year I take the kids to our Condo at the beach for a couple of weeks during the summer. My husband stays with us for the first week then goes back home to work for the others. He comes down and sees us on the weekends, and we all go home together on the last Sunday.
I just finished watching the video tape I”d received in the mail today. It”s so detailed and clear, it looks like the person doing the filming was actually in the room. Along with the tape came a note. All it said was, “I get the same thing or the world sees this tape on the Internet. I”ll be back in town next week, see all of you then.”
Well this story starts almost a year ago to the day. You see, every year I take the kids to our Condo at the beach for a couple of weeks during the summer. My husband stays with us for the first week then goes back home to work for the others. He comes down and sees us on the weekends, and we all go home together on the last Sunday. Read more »
A young woman discovers herself.
"Disclaimer: The people and scenes in my stories are as always a figment of my twisted mind."
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Sometimes we are prepared for the things we are faced with; however that is not the usual. Typically we go through life dealing with one unperceived situation after another. Chancie thought that even though she was not as stunning as her friends, she knew she was better then OK. Now don't get me wrong, she didn't think she was ugly, just not pretty like her girlfriends from School. That was until the summer after high school Graduation. I suppose when you see you're self in the Mirror every day you really don't see how much you are changing, growing, and blossoming...
“Disclaimer: The people and scenes in my stories are as always a figment of my twisted mind.”
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Sometimes we are prepared for the things we are faced with; however that is not the usual. Typically we go through life dealing with one unperceived situation after another. Chancie thought that even though she was not as stunning as her friends, she knew she was better then OK. Now don’t get me wrong, she didn’t think she was ugly, just not pretty like her girlfriends from School. That was until the summer after high school Graduation. I suppose when you see you’re self in the Mirror every day you really don’t see how much you are changing, growing, and blossoming… Read more »
Set in the back seat of the car: Phase one.
We, the three of us, were all crammed into a single car. You of course are at the wheel, always has been that way for nearly everything between us, you guiding the hand. Not that I ever minded; I like being treated like I couldn't choose for myself. I am in the back seat, as was requested by you so I could make sure that the other woman in the car would have at least some company. I didn't find it too odd of a request and just complied to the request. I had taken seat to the back right side of the small car.
We, the three of us, were all crammed into a single car. You of course are at the wheel, always has been that way for nearly everything between us, you guiding the hand. Not that I ever minded; I like being treated like I couldn’t choose for myself. I am in the back seat, as was requested by you so I could make sure that the other woman in the car would have at least some company. I didn’t find it too odd of a request and just complied to the request. I had taken seat to the back right side of the small car. Read more »
Joe's weekend continues with more fun & games.
CHAPTER 5 - SATURDAY MORNING
I woke up on Saturday morning still half in a dream. I was naked, my cock nestling against the arse of a sexy naked girl, my hand on her hip. She'd discovered a hitherto unexplored exhibitionist streak since we met, and I was having a great deal of fun encouraging her to play it out, fucking her outdoors, getting her to wear revealing clothes and no underwear, showing her body off and touching her in public, and ensuring she walked around my house naked, talking to my friends. As I woke up a little more, it dawned on me that it wasn't just a dream, and my cock throbbed in anticipation as I ran my hand down Karen's side.
CHAPTER 5 - SATURDAY MORNING
I woke up on Saturday morning still half in a dream. I was naked, my cock nestling against the arse of a sexy naked girl, my hand on her hip. She’d discovered a hitherto unexplored exhibitionist streak since we met, and I was having a great deal of fun encouraging her to play it out, fucking her outdoors, getting her to wear revealing clothes and no underwear, showing her body off and touching her in public, and ensuring she walked around my house naked, talking to my friends. As I woke up a little more, it dawned on me that it wasn’t just a dream, and my cock throbbed in anticipation as I ran my hand down Karen’s side. Read more »
Jennifer learns to use her tongue.
Jennifer left her dorm room Friday anxious to get to her early morning session with Prof. Gilbert. She was horny and very wet as she walked across the campus. The clicking sound of her heels made her review in her mind the three men she had jerked off for her homework assignment over the past week. What would her mentor be teaching her today. The thought of putting an erect cock in her mouth was what interested her most. What would it be like to have a cock go off in her mouth, the force of those cum jets striking the back of her throat seemed intriguing.
Jennifer left her dorm room Friday anxious to get to her early morning session with Prof. Gilbert. She was horny and very wet as she walked across the campus. The clicking sound of her heels made her review in her mind the three men she had jerked off for her homework assignment over the past week. What would her mentor be teaching her today. The thought of putting an erect cock in her mouth was what interested her most. What would it be like to have a cock go off in her mouth, the force of those cum jets striking the back of her throat seemed intriguing. Read more »
Camping reveals suppressed exhibitionist and lesbian desires.
"This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna.
I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers.
The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular previously suppressed lesbian and exhibitionist desires.
Although I have not seen Anna for a few years, I will always be grateful to her for being my dearest friend and she will always have a special place in my heart. I do not miss her because I know I will see her again. It has to be.
“This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna.
I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers.
The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular previously suppressed lesbian and exhibitionist desires.
Although I have not seen Anna for a few years, I will always be grateful to her for being my dearest friend and she will always have a special place in my heart. I do not miss her because I know I will see her again. It has to be. Read more »