All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 1481 - Chapter 1490

After the first round she explained how they gave up any pretense. "They were purely breeding me, 3 stallions on a mare. After that first round they kept a strict schedule, one guy came in me every 60 minutes when they were awake. If I was sleeping it didn't matter. In fact, I am sure I was under light sedation, because otherwise I would have been bored and antsy between guys. Instead I passively did as I was told. They were courteous, and they did keep me stimulated with routines and toys, but it was hardly a social call. I was in a room with two beds, a flat one for my fifteen minutes of service, and a tilted bed Jorge insisted on using to encourage fertilization during the time between breedings. I slept alone each night. They had to recharge, so at night we were 120 minutes between screwings. But there might have been times when somebody snuck in for a late night 'extra' quickie. I stayed half-asleep for those. I knew it wasn't for my benefit, they just wanted an extra shot at the

Isabel melted in my arms, giving me her body as a willing wonderful bounty of pleasures to molest and enjoy repeatedly.I could have kept up the kissing for a time, she was very hot, but she wanted more. Isabel stepped back and shed her skirt, leaving her standing among books and student papers in a tiny red thong plus black stockings that stretched almost to the top of her thighs, and moderate heels. Her tits were large with silver-dollar sized nipples, magnificent on display. She turned around slowly, showing me her wonderful long hair covering her back, then tilted her head so her hair moved to the side, revealing that the thong was just a thin string up her crease. I could see the rosebud I had fucked about 70 days ago, it was slightly distended, moist with lube and inviting, like it was played with this afternoon. The sight was more provocative than being naked. She stretched her arms up, posing her back and shoulder, showing me the muscles of a very strong woman. Then she bent f

The sight of her, wearing just the sexy stockings and heels as she sat at my desk holding the computer mouse and touching herself was good enough to take a picture. I had a secret about that. But I controlled my impulse."Here we go!" she said a few moments later. On the screen was the terrain view from one of the global mapping apps, showing the south edge of campus and one block of Berry Street. "See this apartment house, #225?" It was the second house from the university parking structure at the end of the block.About 15 or 20 years ago the century-old run-down three-story houses used as cheap student housing had been torn down and the block filled with pricy 4-unit apartment buildings. The university needed parking so they built a parking garage on land leased from the developer, who made out like a bandit on the whole deal.The university's indisputable parking needs provided the excuse that got all the houses condemned in one fell swoop and forced the individual owners - includ

Cheerleader Over A DeskIsabel noticed I was stiffening again, well she looked like a very sexy woman showing everything to me, tempting me, playing with herself. As a wordless change of the subject she stood up, cupping her hands under her breasts to offer them, and turned her head to the side in an shy inviting manner. It was very fetching. I took the hint. I have a comfortable stuffed chair in the office. I often come here after running so I keep a pile of clean towels on a shelf. It was time for me to get on my knees. She put down a towel and sat down in my comfy chair which allowed me to nibble her nipples and tickle her real friendly. She put her legs up, hooking them on the widespread arms of the chair (it was selected for that), so her pussy was wide open for my fingers and lips.But first, I noticed something. "It seems I am not the only one who is missing some hair. As I recall, you had a stubble last time.""Yes I did. It is your fault. I got in the habit of shaving when I

I agreed. "You are a beautiful woman. The slut thing is why you wore those hooker stockings, you knew that they made you look and suck like a damn fine slut, a top dollar one. But the best for me is that inside your pussy feels like a virgin on her honeymoon - a virgin in the wrong bedroom. I am going to enjoy filling you, and then going to my knees eating our fresh creampie to make you cum again."She froze at those words, she almost lost it. "OH FUCK! Such a thing to say... I almost got off. The last guy to eat my creampie was... FUCK ME... over 10 fucking years ago! I had almost forgotten such pleasures existed.""Well, let's enjoy fucking you happy first, then I will eat you real happy."I knew that, despite my recent climax, this fuck was not going to last long, she was too tight plus I had the "infidelity" head trip going. She was a hot lady.I started to put a little more speed into it, shifting the movement, maybe adding a bit more energy into the contact, and the result was a