Todos os capítulos de Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told: Capítulo 441 - Capítulo 450

Conversation two, from just outside Bloomington, IL, was similar to conversation one, although this time I had to masturbate through the stop of the train. I could hear people walking past the bathroom as they either got off the train or joined us. I tried to quiet, but I wasn't sure if I succeeded. Edge number three took place near Springfield, IL, again during the stop. I'm sure I looked flushed as I exited the bathroom just after the train started moving again. It was definitely getting harder to stop touching myself before I came. I was thankful that nobody had the seat next to me as the four edging sessions were really starting to get to me. I could smell my arousal but hopefully nobody else had noticed.Ten minutes later I had finally started to calm down when I noticed a woman walk into our car at the far end. She was walking slowly and looking at the other passengers and then her phone. She seemed out of place. I gauged that she was about my age or a year or two older. She had

Buying a dildo and vibe was enough to make me nervous. Adding a plug was definitely out of my comfort zone. I started to get out of the car when Julie added, "Ask the cashier for help picking out your toys. I need to get back to the train so try to only take 15 minutes."My face turned bright red. Humiliation zone 100%.I tried to calm down as I walked back to the store, but my heart was still pounding when I went inside. There was a woman about my age behind the counter. She smiled warmly and welcomed me. I tried to smile back and said, "Thank you." I then quickly looked around trying to figure out where the toys were. "Do you need help?" the clerk asked. I took a deep breath. "Actually yes," I said shakily. "I'm looking for a new vibe and I've never been here before.""No problem," she said. I expected her to walk around the counter and point me in the right direction, but instead she tapped on her headset and called somebody else. "Client needs a vibe," she said. Then she pointed t

I woke up the next morning having received a text message from Victoria with a list of items to purchase and a list of instructions. It was clear she was serious about continuing my training. I remembered part of that was turning me into a nymphomaniac. Some of the items could be purchased locally, like a new laptop (so I didn't have to use my work laptop for NSFW fun), a big TV for the basement (I didn't understand that at first), some hardware for the basement (she said Home Depot was a great bondage store) and more toys. She suggested I get those online and gave me a list of websites that carried quality gear. Of course, my own Lovense remote vibrators, butt plugs and nipple clamps were on the list as well. I ordered those immediately with expedited shipping.She didn't say it, but when I looked at the list in its entirety, it was clear she wanted me to turn my basement into some kind of dungeon or playroom. That was fine. On the rare occasion I had people over, we never used the b

In retrospect, I should have asked what would happen before I lifted my shirt and rubbed a generous dollop on both nipples. I then pulled my shirt down and started driving home. By the time I pulled out of the lot, the ointment was starting to irritate my nipples. It wasn't so much heat, but intense pain. I quickly pulled over and texted Victoria again how much it hurt and how I could get relief. She replied that next time I shouldn't cum without permission. I wanted to Google what to do to stop the pain, but as I started clicking a wave of calm came over me telling me to just endure and be a good girl. It wasn't easy, but I made it home. By then the pain wasn't as intense, but my nipples were still irritated and hard as rocks. I messaged Victoria again

As soon as she was out the front door, I locked the deadbolt and stripped off my clothes. My jeans and blouse were on the living room floor and I was heading toward the basement. I felt freer now that I was naked. I did touch my pussy, confirming I was as wet as I assumed, but quickly stopped. I didn't want to risk losing control again.The damn chaise took me the better part of two hours to put together, but part of that time was surfing lesbian bondage videos on the Internet so I probably wasted a bit of time. The TV looked much better on the stand and I positioned the chaise so it would face it. I positioned the side table in the front right corner of the chaise so I could reach it easily (if I wasn't bound) and so the webcam would also focus on