Todos los capítulos de Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told: Capítulo 301 - Capítulo 310

"As I said, I was lifting. I don't lift to get muscular, but just to keep toned. When I switched to free weights to do a set of bench presses, James came over and asked if I needed a spotter. I didn't have that much weight on the bar, but of course I said yes. He stood behind the bar and put his legs on either side of my head. He pretended not to realize I could look up the leg of his shorts and see his cock, but I'm sure he knew exactly what he was doing. The head of his cock looked delicious and I knew it had to be huge to be positioned that far down his thigh. He smiled when I licked my lips. We both pretended I wasn't staring at it as I did my reps. When I finished I thanked him and sprinted to the locker room to shower and to shamelessly rub myself. When I left the gym, he was waiting for me. With a steely glare, he looked at me intently and escorted me to my car. He didn't say a word. He still had on his gym shorts and I could clearly see the outline of his cock. I couldn't thin

As I stood up, Julie took my hand. "I want to change out of my bathing suit, so I'll leave you alone to um, relieve yourself. I've got another DVD I think you'll like. Just come with me into the kitchen for a moment first. I have something I want to show you."I must say I was intrigued by what could be so important that I had to see it now. As soon as Julie went upstairs I was going back into the bathroom even though she suggested I should masturbate on the couch. I followed her into the kitchen. As she neared the counter, I watched as she raised her hands and untied her bikini top. As she turned back toward me, her tiny scraps of fabric falling to the floor she said, "Take a good look. You've been wanting to see them all day."I had wanted to see them all day, but I was paralysized with fear as she exhibited herself to me. She reached forward with her hands and grabbed both my wrists. I offered no resistance. "Come on, Karen. Touch them. I don't mind," was her response while pulling

What the fuck? What did that mean? I didn't think now was the time to ask so I let her wrap the collar around my neck and buckle it shut. Much like the handcuffs had done 20 minutes ago, the collar was a constant reminder that Julie was in charge. And I liked it. She then told me to sit on my butt instead of kneeling. For a brief second as I moved, the egg must have slid against my g-spot because I felt a huge surge of pleasure flow through my body. But alas, it was short lived as the egg settled just off my most tender spot. It was back to a slow burn tease.Worse yet, Julie was holding a black dildo with straps, retrieved from the bag, but it wasn't a strap-on to use on me. The harness was designed to fit over a woman's head. As she affixed it over my chin and mouth, she explained that when we were together, that made it sound like she expected this was not a one afternoon stand, she was always to cum first before I was to get my relief. She then helped me slide to the floor so I wa

I must admit the deeper and wider penetration than my husband could give me made me feel great and soon call outs to my deity and various obscenities lovingly expressed in relationship to Julie filled the air. She reminded me not to cum without permission. As hot as I was, I didn't want to cum too soon. I wanted her to fuck me until I couldn't walk straight. I wanted her to flip me over and do me from behind. Not up my ass mind you. That was off limits to Tom and while I assumed Julie would take that cherry too, I wasn't ready for the size of her invader up my back door. It was more of a request to do me doggie style because I knew that the fake balls on her strap-on would bang into my clit with every firm thrust instead of just hitting my ass like they were doing now. I also could picture myself riding on top of her like she had done to my face in the living room. That would be fun. But clearly if that was in my future, it wasn't now. Julie kept driving into me, the top of the harnes

Mistress Julie appeared. I expected her to be wearing some kind of fetish outfit like she had this afternoon or like I certainly was right now. But she wasn't. She had on a t-shirt. Disappointing, but I wasn't in charge and this call was for her pleasure I assumed."Good girl," she began. "On time and properly dressed." I didn't correct her that I didn't think I was dressed."I will ask you questions and direct your actions. You will not orgasm without permission. You may beg to cum, but I will not guarantee you will receive an affirmative response. Are you ready?""Yes, Julie," I replied."Yes who?" she asked."Yes, Mistress," I corrected myself."You will be punished for forgetting your place. Don't let it happen again,"