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Administrator — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 20:18:24 +0000

Stacy was then lead in front of Katrina, and the two were taken
around the corner to a cell that had a strong solid iron door, with only a
small rectangular opening near the base for food. Stacy began protesting
wildly, as wildly as she could with her hands so tightly strung together,
but both she and Katrina were pushed into the cell. Their eyes, already
adjusted to dark, saw a dank cell with tile flooring and two steel beds
with thin mattresses. The guards lay them each down on the bed and with a
cord tied their legs. Stacy’s legs were drawn up to her hands and tightly
tied off. The cord around her neck was then tied, leaving little slack to
the heavy iron railing of the bed she was hogtied onto. Katrina received
much the same treatment, but Stacy noticed that the guard who tied her was
somewhat careless and did not tie her neck cord to the bed.
Stacy half-expected to be ungagged when the guard brushed away her
hair and looked for the buckle tightly fastened behind her neck, but when
he located it, he simply checked it to make sure that the strap was in its
keeper, and then replaced her hair. Stacy groaned deeply in her throat.
The guards turned to go, and as the exited the door, they took one
last look at their prisoners. They turned, slammed the heavy steel door
shut with a loud clang, and then slid a heavy metal bolt into place and
placed a padlock on it, locking it into place. One rectangle of light
remained, the tray hole, and within twenty seconds this was also slammed
shut and locked.
The girls, stunned with the hopelessness if the situation, began to
weep. Less than an hour ago, they were enjoying dinner in the wilderness
with a friend of Fernando, and now they were captured by unknown parties
for unknown reasons and were extremely stringently bound and locked away.
Even Stacy, who had before enjoyed a temporary indentured status which
soon would return by contract, to freedom, was paralyzed with the
uncontrolled nature of her situation. Her bondage now seemed far more
foreboding and permanent than the contractual bonds that she had assumed
for this voyage.
Her back was arched by her hogtie, and with her tears, her nose
became congested, making it necessary for her to breathe through the
corners of her mouth around her ball-gag. Katrina wept quietly in the
other cot near Stacy.
They were left there for hours. The tears no longer flowed after a
period of time, but the hopelessness remained. Their hog-ties were
intractable. Prying fingers could loose no knots, and cramps in the back
of the legs were the answer to struggle. Knotted to the bed-frame by her
neck, Stacy did not dare move around too much, for she could see that
falling off the bed could mean death for her.
In the total darkness, sounds of weeping subsided, and sleep overtook
the pair in spurts, with occasional waking to the pain of the bonds and
the depression of this cruel imprisonment.
After many hours their prison door opened with a clang. Stacy craned
her neck to see who entered. It was Fernando, carrying a knife! “Ten
prisa!”, he whispered sharply to Katrina. He cut loose the rope from her
ankles, rubbed her legs to her hands, and then cut her wrist and neck
bonds. She quickly rubbed tortured wrists, and, stumbling a little, went
to help him loose Stacy. She did not bother to remove her own ball-gag.
They quickly knifed the thin cord around the legs of Stacy, and then
they cut the cord from Stacy’s neck to the bed frame very close to the
bed, leaving them a handle by which to lead her. Her hands were not
loosed. Stacy wondered about her disposition. Was this an escape
attempt? She supposed that it was. Maybe they were leaving her bound
because they did not want her to blow their escape, and maybe she was
bound because she was still contracted for it. At any rate, she wished
that she had been freed as Katrina had. She did not have a lot to say
about it right now.
As the two hustled her out of the dark cell, she saw a guard lying on
the floor with blood flowing from his head, and she surmised that Fernando
had prevailed over him. After several turns, they ran into another guard,
and Fernando quickly dispatched him with his knife. Stacy’s heart was
racing with the danger, but she was dragged and pushed through a door to
the outside. The jeep that they had arrived in was outside, and the key
was in it. Fernando motioned that Katrina should put Stacy in the front
seat, and as he ran around to he driver’s seat, he threw her a length of
rope. Fernando started the jeep as Katrina, still gagged herself,
forcefully tied off Stacy’s ankles, and moved into the backseat.
Stacy looked into the backseat as Fernando drove wildly off, with no
pursuit to see Katrina struggling with the strap on her ball gag, and
having very little success. Fernando also looked back and asked, “Esta’
cerrado con llave?”
Katrina, bouncing back and forth in the backseat, nodded. Her ball
gag had been locked on behind her neck! She leaned forward, and held the
shoulders of Stacy so she would not fall out.
They had made their escape.

No Names Needed

Administrator — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 12:30:27 +0000

I like to dance. Going out to a club to hear the latest music
is a good way to spend a Friday night for me. The dance floor is
always packed with guys and girls just doing their own thing. Some
of the girls are really hot while others are not. But it’s fun
just to be there.
The last time I went to the local club (the only one anywhere
near the small town I’m from), a peculiar thing happened. The
music had just ended for the night and all the patrons were filing off the
dance floor toward the exits. I was walking with my arms down at
my sides. All of the sudden, I felt a hand pinching my ass.
Instinctively, I swiped back with my hands to catch whoever it was.
Since this has happened twice before, I’m really curious to find
out who keeps groping me. I caught a wrist and held on tightly.
I didn’t look around at who it was right away, but I dragged her
with me despite her protests. When I finally came to a place that
I could confront her, I stopped and wheeled around, still holding
onto her wrist.
What I saw surprised me. Totally. I looked down into the
greenest eyes I have ever seen. She was about 5′6″, had long blond
hair, and she was really tan. Her face was totally hot. I was
almost mesmerized by her eyes. But I couldn’t forget the business
at hand.
“So, can I pinch you, too?” I asked.
“I don’t think so.”
“Well, it seems only fair, since you pinched me…”
She sat there and considered for a little while, then nodded
her assent. So I reached around and made like I was going to pinch
her. Instead, I groped her. I basically took her whole ass cheek
in my hand and squeezed it gently, massaging it with my fingers.
“Hey! That’s not a pinch!” But the smile on her face and
especially in her eyes told me that she wasn’t displeased. Her ass
was very firm and very tight. So I didn’t let go.
She stood on her tiptoes and whispered a proposition into my
ear. I, with no other plans, agreed. We cruised out to my car
and hopped in. She gave me directions as I drove, leading me to a
place out by her house that is really secluded and that the police
rarely patrol.
And did we go out in the boonies. I thought I lived in a
rural area. My neighborhood looked like New York City compared to
hers.
After a couple of dirt roads we arrived at the spot. It was
beautiful. The car was framed by several fir trees. Through the
boughs we could see a small pond, shimmering in the moonlight.
Very romantic. What we were about to do almost seemed degrading to
such a beautiful setting. Almost.
I turned off the ignition and turned to face just in time to
catch her attack head on. If I hadn’t turned, her tongue would be
buried in my ear. We sat and kissed for a few minutes, then we
played tonsil hockey. I won. Our hands didn’t stay idle for long.
Hers started roving up and down my chest, caressing me. I lightly
massaged her back before moving down to her ass again. I took a
cheek in each hand and kneaded them. A soft moan from her throat
told me that I was on the right track.
Pretty soon each of us lost our shirt. I fumbled with her bra
clasp before finally mastering it. We parted long enough to remove
the bra from between us, then resumed our embrace.
I kissed from her mouth back to her ear. I nibbled on her ear
lobe, around her earring, before sticking my tongue in her ear. As
soon as my tongue entered her ear, she grabbed my chest and sucked
in a quick breath. I continued nibbling on her ear. Meanwhile, my
hands had found her breasts, which although they were not very
large, they were high and firm. I massaged them, starting from
where they met her ribs on the bottom. I slowly worked my way
inward, stopping just before I reached the nipples. I teased her
for a while, touching her everywhere but her nipples. She finally
grew so frustrated that she tried to move her breasts into my
hands, making me touch her nipples. When I finally pinched her
nipples, the effect was electric. Her fingernails dug into my
chest and she nearly screamed in my ear. I could feel her hips
churning against me, cueing me that she was coming.
After she had settle back down, she climbed onto me, pushing
me up against the car door. I slid down on the car seat so that
she was laying on top of me. We resumed kissing. I moved my hands
down to her pants, slipping one inside of them to caress her ass
and attempting to undo her pants-button. I got it undone and then
pulled down her zipper. I began pushing down her pants and she
wriggled back and forth to help me remove them. Her panties soon
followed her pants. With much effort, we rolled over in my front
seat without falling to the floor.
I proceeded to kiss my way down to her breasts, sucking on
each nipple, then down to her belly button, where I stuck my
tongue, and finally down to her pussy. The soft V of blond hair
pointed the way. I spread her lips with my fingers, exposing her
inner lips and her clit. I flicked my tongue out and hit her clit,
resulting in a moan from her. I then got down to work. I fastened
my lips to her clit, alternatively biting, flicking, and sucking on
it. Two of my fingers were working in and out of her vagina. Her
hips gyrated in rhythm. All of my motions became faster and
faster, and she began to build to orgasm. Just before I felt her
clench up, she screamed softly, “Oh yes! More! Faster,…” She
then paused. It was then I realized that she didn’t know my name,
and I didn’t know her name. She paused because she was trying to
think of my name.
Again, we rolled over, and she proceeded to remove my pants
and underwear. My penis was rock-hard. As soon as she freed my
penis from its prison, she stuck it in her mouth, sliding almost
all the way down to the base. A few quick strokes and she had me
on the edge. I stopped her, claiming that I had a better way to
use my hard-on.
We repositioned ourselves, me sitting on the passenger side,
and her straddling me. She eased herself down onto me, sighing
with pleasure as she did so. She pumped herself up and down my
shaft, utilizing the full length. Soon, she was digging her nails
into the back of my neck and nearly deafening me as she came.
Again we repositioned ourselves, this time me taking her from
behind. I started pumping into her, getting closer and closer to
the brink with each stroke. Finally, I could hold off no longer
and I pumped furiously into her, filling her. She, feeling the
release of my hot semen inside of her, began to orgasm with me.
When the tremors passed, we collapsed together.
When we had calmed down enough to regain our motor skills, we
redressed ourselves and I drove her home. I dropped her off at the
end of her block (didn’t want her parents to see the car drive up).
Since then, I have seen her a couple of times at the club where we
met, and we have had similar sessions in the same place. But to
this day I still don’t know her name.

Wife With Other Guy

Administrator — Wed, 12 Sep 2007 15:32:02 +0000

I’m going to keep a dairy of my emotions tonight. I plan to write
a little something at least each hour. I’m doing this because it
does two things. First it gives me something to do and secondly
many people have asked how I feel at such times.

You see my wife, Dena, and I have an open marriage. At least it’s
a one sided open marriage. Throughout our 14 year marriage I have
remained monogamous while Dena has had many lovers. I don’t mind
her affairs, in fact I was the one who suggested she date other
men.

I do admit that nights such as this I am somewhat nervous because
Dena is dating this guy for the first time. On the other hand it
was me who arranged this date. Here’s how it began.

Wednesday night Dena and I went to a local restaurant/lounge for
dinner. It’s a favorite night-spot for visiting businessmen and
salesmen so it’s usually full of men looking for a good time. Our
hopes this night were to allow Dena to meet someone she found
attractive and invite him to our home for the night. Dena often
visited to this lounge alone in an effort to meet a new lover. On
those occasions she has never failed to have sex with someone even
if it’s only a quickie in the parking lot or sometimes she’ll give
her friend head only. Most times she’ll be invited to one of the
adjoining hotel rooms where she’ll sometimes spend the entire night
satisfying their mutual urges. But I am getting off the main
purpose of writing this.

Dena and I arrived at the lounge around nine. As expected the place
was packed with mostly single men. Dena had worn a low cut dress
that was made of a material that when viewed with a light from
behind silhouetted her body sensuously.

We were got lucky and found an empty table right away. This was
what we were hoping for because it would allow us to invite her
prospect to a seat while we got to know him better.

Within minutes Dena spotted several likely candidates. She had
already managed to make eye contact with one man who seemed in his
lat thirties. He was a rather tall man with a dark tan that
suggested the outdoor type. Dena turned to me and said. “Honey,
that’s the man who’ll be fucking me soon.” My cock stirred. I told
her that I would go to the restroom and stay longer than necessary
and for her to make her move while I was gone.

I didn’t really need to go to the restroom so instead I found a
place at the far end of the bar. I could clearly see Dena but could
only imagine what she would be saying. I had just ordered a drink
when Dena and her friend made eye contact again. Dena gave him one
of her sexiest ‘comon’ smiles. Seeing I was not at the table the
man wasted no time approaching Dena. They talked briefly then got
up to dance. I watched as Dena danced closer than necessary,
pressing and rubbing herself into her friends arms. The next song
was somewhat faster and they danced to that with Dena smiling
prevocativly to her friend. The third number was another slow tune
and this time Dena’s friend’s hand found her pump ass. He was
getting himself a good feel of her ass when I noticed Dena look him
directly in the eye then she kissed him. One could see their kiss
was passionate even from a distance. I knew her tongue was probing
his mouth as if to say. “I’m yours. Take me.” I smiled nervously to
myself. I knew that before long this handsome stranger would be
lost inside my wife’s love tunnel.

I got up from the bar and took my seat at our table while this
stranger continued to turn my wife on. After the dance they
returned to the table. Dena introduced her friend as Sam. A
salesman in town for a few days. We invited Sam to join us at our
table which he did although he was somewhat nervous. We ordered
drinks and Dena asked me to dance with her.

On the dance floor Dena said. “I want him to fuck him Honey.” “I
gathered as much.” I said. “I want you to ask him to fuck me while
you watch.” I asked if she thought that might drive him away. “You
better hope not or you won’t get any seconds tonight like you
like.” “Then I guess it’s up to me.” I said. We returned to the
table when the dance finished.

Dena didn’t sit down but instead she excused herself to go to the
powder room. Sam and I watched Dena’s ass swing away through the
crowd. “Nice ass isn’t it Sam?” “Is it ever.” Sam said then
realizing he was saying that to me Dena’s husband he quickly added.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t say that.” “Or think those thoughts.” I
chuckled back. “That too.” Sam said. “It’s OK Sam, Dena told me on
the dance floor that she wants some of you too.” you mean…” Sam
let his sentence trail away. “I mean she wants to fuck you
tonight.” I said. “But what about you. I mean she’s your wife isn’t
she?” Sam said. “She is my wife but you see. Dena and I have an
open marriage. I enjoy letting her sleep with other men. I
sometimes join in, sometimes I just watch, but most times I’m not
even present.” I said. “You mean you’ve watched her fuck another
man?” Sam asked. “I have. Many times. Tonight I want to watch you
fuck her. Will you?” I asked. “If you’re serious I will. I’ve never
fucked a man’s wife while he watched.” Sam said. “Nothing to it.
Just get naked and jump in. I can tell you she’s got some good
pussy and knows how to please a man.” “God my cocks getting hard
right now.” Sam said. Laughing I said. “Mine’s been hard.”

Dena returned to the table and sat down. “OK. What’s with the
grins. What’re you boys up too?” Dena asked. “Well it seems Sam
wants the same thing we do.” I said. “Really? Sam you’ll do it?”
Dena asked excitedly. “If you two are for real.” Sam said. Dena
reached over and placed her hand on Sam’s cock. “We’re for real.”
She said. Then turning to me she said. “Honey, can we go home now.
I think Sam’s ready and if I get much wetter I’ll slip off this
chair.” We all laughed and rose in unison to leave.

I paid the tab as Dena and Sam walked ahead to our car. They were
already at the car kissing as I walked up. “Honey, Sam and I are
going to ride in back so we’ll have more room if you don’t mind.”
Dena said. “OK.” I answered then we got into the car, Sam and Dena
in back. Starting the engine I said to Sam. “Sam, hold onto your
balls or she’ll suck them through your cock before we get home.” As
I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being unzipped Dena
said. “He knows me all too well Sam.”

I drove out of the parking lot and turned the car toward home, only
a few miles away. “Oh God, what a beautiful cock.” Dena said. I
heard Sam catch his breath and knew that Dena had taken his cock in
her mouth. She likes to deep throat her lover as soon as she takes
him in so I knew also that her nose would be pressed tightly
against Sam’s belly. “Can she take it all Sam?” I asked. “Goddam,
can she. I think she’s going to swallow me whole.” Sam said.
Laughing I said. “Just sit back and enjoy it, she knows what do.”

Dena’s mouth was making sucking sounds as I pulled into our drive.
She was really working on Sam’s cock. I turned the engine off and
turned in my seat to look into the back. Sam was laying back with
his eyes closed while Dena was on her knees in the floorboard.
Although Dena head blocked my view I knew her mouth engulfed Sam’s
cock. “OK, Honey, lets go inside so Sam can relax while you show me
what you can do.” I said. Dena’s head continued to bob a few more
times before she reluctantly released Sam’s cock from her mouth.
Moving up to kiss Sam she said to him. “God Sam, you taste good.”
I allowed them to hold their kiss for awhile then opening my door
I said. “OK you love birds. Lets go inside so we can all get
naked.”

I opened the back door and Dena got out first. Sam was trying to
stuff his manhood back into his pants. Dena said “Don’t bother
doing that Sam. I’ll just have to take him out as soon as we get
inside. Noone can see you anyway.” Sam looked around and seeing
there was no house in sight he got out of the car. His cock
standing tall before him. I knew Dena would enjoy herself tonight
because Sam’s cock was about 10 inches in length and as thick as
her wrist. The head of his cock seemed almost small. Like the early
space capsules sitting on top of the booster. I was anchious to see
that cock stretching my wife’s pussy as it plunged into her depths.
I couldn’t see Sam’s balls but I hoped they too were large and full
of cum. Dena liked it when her lover gave her a massive load. She
especially liked her lovers cum to be thick. Very thick.

Once inside Dena led Sam to our bedroom. I turned back the covers
on our King sized bed as Dena undressed her new lover. Sam lay back
on the bed as Dena began undressing. I went to get clean towels and
drinks as Dena dress fell to the floor. I knew that when I returned
Sam would have his cock buried in Dena’s pussy.

I got the towels and took two of the smaller ones and wet them with
the hottest water I could stand. After wringing most of the water
out I got three beers out of the refrigerator.

As I entered our bedroom all was as I expected. Sam was on top of
Dena pumping his manhood into her. Dena was arching her back to Sam
so she could take him as deep as he would go. I sat the drinks and
towels on the night stand then began to undress all the while
watching Sam fuck his cock into my wife. Once undressed I sat on
the corner of the bed. I had a perfect view of Sam’s cock as it
entered my wife. I began to slowly jack my own cock as the stranger
before me fucked my beautiful wife.

After a few minutes I could tell Sam was about to cum. This excited
me even more knowing my wife was about to receive a load from a man
we hardly knew. I began shooting my load about the same time Sam
began shooting his. “Ohh God Sam! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck your cum
in me!” Dena was gasping. I knew she could feel Sam’s cum exploding
inside her ’sugar walls’. My own cum was flying a I jacked myself
harder and harder. Sam’s back was stiff now as he spilt his seed.
I could see the first faint whispers of white cum escaping from
Dena’s pussy as Sam slowly pumped his cock into her. I knew he was
trying to empty himself on this first go. Dena was squirming
beneath Sam her own organism reaching it’s climax. “Ohhh God! Ohhh
God! I’m cumming! I’mmm Cummming! Shoot it in me! Shoot it all in
me!” Dena was gasping.

As our three mutual climax’s subsided Sam lay spent and still on
top of Dena. Dena’s pussy twitched as the tingling subsided. My
hand was wet with my own cum as were my legs. I moved myself into
position and kissed Dena deeply. “I love you.” She said. “I love
you too.” I said. “And I love Sam’s cock inside me.” Dena said and
kissed Sam as deeply as we had.

As their kiss broke Sam rolled off Dena and lay beside her. “Eat my
pussy.” Dena said to me. I maneuvered myself between Dena’s legs.
Sam’s seed was just beginning to really flow from Dena’s pussy.
“Clean my pussy Honey. Clean Sam’s hot cum from my pussy while I
get him up to deliver a new load.” Opening Dena’s pussy with my
hands I placed my mouth on her silky wetness. I was immediately
greeted with the unmistakable taste of fresh cum. I lapped Dena’s
pussy like a new puppy. My cock was hard as nails as I cleaned her
pussy so Sam could deposit a new load soon. As I worked on Dena’s
pussy she was busy sucking Sam’s cock back to life. My jaws were
beginning to cramp when Dena said to me. “Honey, I think Sam’s
ready to make another deposit.”

I moved to my place at the corner of the bed as Sam once again
mounted my wife. His cock stabbed at her pussy two or three time
without entering her so I gently took his cock in my hand and
guided it into Dena’s pussy. Sam began pumping with renewed vigor
as his cock buried itself deeply in it’s warm wet heaven.

Again I jacked myself off as I watched the sight before me. Sam
still hadn’t shot his second load although Dena had climaxed
several times. Each time she became more vocal. Asking if I could
see Sam’s cock disappearing into her. Asking Sam to fuck her
harder. To shoot his load inside her. To fill her pussy full of
cum. As Dena begged Sam for his cum I shot my third load into the
air. Now Sam grunted “I’m cumming! I’ cumming!” “Ohh Yesss! Ohh
Yesss! I feel it. I feel you shooting inside me.” Dena was saying
to noone. To me she said. “Honey Sam’s shooting his load in my
pussy! I feel him shooting his hot cum load in me!” then “Ohh
Goddd! Ohhh GGGoddd! I’m cumming too! Ohhh Godd, Fuck me! Fuck me!
Fuck me!”

The sight before me was beautiful. My wife beneath this handsome
stranger with the massive cock shooting his seed into her deepest
recesses. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I shot my forth load.

After Sam spent himself and three of us rested awhile Sam and I got
dressed and I drove him back to his hotel. He asked if he could
call Dena and perhaps date her next time he’s in town. I told him
that I was sure she would like that and would be disappointed if he
did not.

Dena was asleep when I got home. She had placed one of the towels
between her legs but it had fallen away when in her sleep she
spread her legs. Sam’s cum was still slowly oozing from her pussy.
I decided not to wake her and instead I jacked myself to
compleation again as I watched Sam’s cum run slowly down my wife’s
ass then join the wetness of the towel below. It’s times like these
when I feel closest to Dena. I love to see her get pleasure from
another man.

That brings us to the present. Sam called Dena today and told her
he liked her pussy so much that he decided to stay one more night
if she would see him again. Dena agreed to date him and promissed
to call me after each time they had sex. She called me about 45
minutes after she left to meet Sam at his hotel to tell me that she
had just finished giving Sam a blow job. She said he had shot
several very thick globs of cum in her mouth. She had swallowed all
of it and could still feel the slight burning in her throat and
taste his cum in her mouth.

Sam’s in the shower now and Dena was planning to join him after
hanging up with me. I can just see her now. Pinned to the shower
wall while Sam pounds his cock in her. Or perhaps he has her
sitting on the counter. Her legs spread wide. His cock buried deep
in her pussy spilling more of his thick white jism inside her
pussy. God this is almost as good as being there. I know the phone
will ring soon. It will be Dena telling me that she has just
accepted another load of cum. I wonder how many times she’ll call.
Lot’s I hope.

God I love her. I love her fucking. I love her sucking. I love
sloppy seconds.