Cadbury in service

   “Cadbury in Service” Jenny dangled her unadorned legs over the edge of the bed, her slippers had fallen off and landed on the carpeted floor silently, one across the other. Her thoughts raced and anticipation mounted with her heart as it beat faster in her chest. It wasn’t her first time, but she had decided that she wanted to take it to the next level and a Friday night would give her ample time to recover if she needed it. Just the thought of her long-term lover and his experience caused her to breathe a little more rapidly and her pulse to quicken. The heat in her belly and sex rose like a furnace of desire.

There would only be one way to quench the need, but she didn’t want to rush it. She lay back and rested her head on the pillows she had arranged to support her. Almost automatically, her fingers found her lips and parted the silken folds. Her fingertips told of the smouldering heat and her natural wetness.

A slight touch with her index finger against her clit was like an electric shock. A buzz of intense feeling travelled through her stomach and produced a shivering thrill. Just the thought of what was to come had her on the precipice of a major orgasm that threatened to boil over and erupt like Vesuvius. She wanted to hold on though and share her climax with her partner. She pictured him in her minds eye in a third person perception and replayed the scene she had been dreaming about for so long. The visual images playing behind her closed lids almost took her over the edge and she took her fingers away from the temptation of rubbing her clit and fucking her to a crashing high. It was a supreme effort and Jenny contented herself with a taste of her moisture and female lubrication as she sucked off her wetness from slickened fingers. She was ready, but he hadn’t entered the room yet.

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 Buffy

   This is one of my favourite stories. It has proved to be very popular where ever it has appeared and has produced lots of comment. I really enjoyed writing this one, I think it tells. I hope you enjoy this effort to entertain. Your comments are the only reward an author gets and is more valuable than money. Buffy is from the upper classes of the UK.

She has very definite ideas about what it is she wants to do on film. Buffy. My dotage was not so far advanced that I couldn’t get the old boy to polish up quite nicely into some semblance of erectile muscle and throbbing gristle. Occasionally, he would even put out for me and eject a thin stream of jism, but it needed the stimulant of my past life to get him going these days. As had become a habit of mine, I had been reviewing some of the old footage of films we had made. Robbie was long gone now; the abuse of narcotics and booze had caught up with him. But, we made some films all right!

The one that had just run out on the videotape was by far the best that we had done. The scenes of Buffy locked with her dog, seeing her with it’s cum running from her, had reawakened all the memories once more. The scene with the horse though, had me gagging to shoot a wad into my palm. I managed to climax when I rounded up the film as Robbie and I fucked the good lady. T

he replayed scenes came back to me as if it had been yesterday and as I gently rubbed my shaft, hoping to be able to complete the act, the memories did indeed play in the background, complete with the smells and noises. Afterwards, I slept and relived the day again in sharp focus.

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 Be Careful What You Wish For Ch. 2

    It had been almost a week since Linda’s abduction and rape and the memories of it still haunted her, yet excited her as well. Never in her wildest dreams would she have consented to the things her abductors had made her do, but yet, that’s what had excited her the most. Even their “insurance” had turned out to be just a little pleasurable, though the scratches from the dog’s nails had taken several days to heal and it kind of excited her that it was on tape. She wondered if the couple sat and watched the tape of that night and thinking that they did, got her very hot, she almost wished that that night hadn’t happened, but a part of her did not regret it.

She had gone to work and acted like the whole incident had never happened to the rest of the world, but secretly, alone in bed, she would think of it and even masturbate to the images in her head until she came before falling asleep.

Mary had never mentioned her rape fantasy again and they both went on with their friendship as though that conversation had never come up. It was a Friday night, and it having been a hectic week, she decided to stay in and watch a movie on TV when she heard a knock at her door. Turning down the TV, she put on her slippers and walked to the door, asking who was there, and hearing “Western Union, Ma’am. I have an urgent telegram,” and she unbolted the door, but as she cracked it open, a crash sent her sprawling on the floor as it was pushed open by the man who had abducted her.

The fear in her eyes must have been evident, as he grabbed her by the throat and sat on her abdomen, her hands struggling to loosen his grip, “Hello Bitch!!” he said, “Didn’t think I could find you, huh?” and she began to tremble, but yet, get excited as well as she remembered his hard cock. “I’m going to let go of your throat now, if you scream, I’ll kill you-simple,” and he released his hand on her throat and she looked to see his girlfriend closing the door behind her as she came in, “See Baby, told you, no problem. She missed us,” and he snickered.
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 Bandits knot for me part 2

   Hey, there, Alex here. My girlfriend Daisy prompted me to write this so here ya go. I’m 6′ 2”, late 20’s, 190-200#(depending on the scale). I keep myself in shape, but am not overly muscular. I have been told I am good looking by both men and women. I’m Bi. Found that out at an early age much to my pleasure. I am cut and measure 8” by 5 ?”. It’s enough to please girls and guys alike. Daisy and I have been seeing each other for a couple of years. She will tell you that she thinks I like the dick a little more than I should, but what the hell, I just like pushing my cock into a pussy as much as I like one sliding into my mouth and/or ass. I have a guy friend, Kelly, his cock is about the same size as mine. Daisy, him and I have hooked up on several occasions and don’t let Daisy fool you. She loves the double P, but that’s another story.

Daisy has been watching a dog, Bandit, for her friend, Susan. A horse is more like it. ? Dane,? Mastiff. We hadn’t seen each other for a couple of weeks so I thought I would drop on by. I should have called ahead, but then, what happened may not have.

I arrived at Daisy’s mid afternoon and let myself in the house. As I entered, I could hear Daisy moaning in the living room in obvious pleasure. ‘My lucky day’ I thought. If it was a girl or a guy didn’t matter as I was going to get in on the action. I walked into the room and couldn’t quite believe what I saw. Daisy was half sitting, half laying on the couch, naked, her legs spread wide, head back, eyes squeezed shut, pinching her nipples, with Bandit’s nose buried in her sweet pussy. Every few seconds her whole body would jerk, a sign I knew that meant she was close to coming.

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Baby’s Bitch

   My Baby (his name), is a black lab, 4 years old, weighs near 100 pounds. Gentle as a lamb, usually, except at times when he gets protective, or sexually excited. Which he seems to be in the latter state at the moment.

I lay on the floor, wrestling with him. He is very excitable, but very gentle. Sometimes he just completely stops everything except his breathing and looks into my eyes, almost saying, “I want you”. I can almost feel the doggie words coming out of his eyes. Then once again, into the fray, but maybe with a little more sexual intoning to his play. He nuzzles my neck, licks my mouth, paws my legs, little innuendos most people would not think anything of.

I myself an starting to get excited, warm, breathing a little quicker, just knowing where this play is heading. Again baby stops all movement and again looking right into my eyes. I can almost detect a leer with a slight grin.

I sit up and look back at him. It only takes a slight smile to melt him. His tail starts to wag, wiping the coffee table clean and paying no attention to the damage he’s doing. Now I know what he has in his mind. And what I have in mine.

I sit and while looking into his eyes, I reach for the buttons of my shirt and start unbuttoning from the top. His sign that bitch is nearly ready. He slowly walks to me and licks my open, almost panting mouth. I don’t berate him.

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Alexis meets Hue.

She makes her way in through the crowd, there was stale smoke lingering in the air, the music and the buzz of the large crowd was really all she could hear for now. She decided to find somewhere quieter, not ever being one for wild parties.

Hue the dog was sniffing along towards the noisy home, he smelled the party food. he began to look for a way in, he went around back and up onto the empty patio, he began to sneak in through the open back door.

Alexis was headed through the door that lead out to the patio, when she did so, a small and adorable dog headed inside.
She paused her footsteps looking down at it, she thought it was the cutest thing she had ever seen!
“Hello there” she smiled as she spoke softly to him

Hue froze in his tracks, not wanting to be seen, but it was too late, he took a step back and tilted his head, wondering if she’d tell anyone else..

She quirked a brow as the little creature seemed afraid.
“It’s okay little one” she tried to reassure him, and continued to hold the door, standing where she was so that she would not startle him.

“Hmm… come over here..”he said suddenly and sat where he stood,”I do not like crowds of people…”

She looked surprised as the adorable one spoke, she blinked once and then smiled a bit. “I dont like crowds either” She took two small steps to where he sat, letting the door close behind them, they would be now in the kitchen. Steams of people poured in and around them, holding a conversation would be nearly impossible.
“Shall we go someplace a little more… quiet” She asked Hue in a soft tone only for his ears, which she assumed were sensitive.

“Yes, please, lead the way if you would… What’s your name”he asked as he rose up to his feet. His ears could handle normal speech, but nothing too much louder.
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 A Special Week End

  For those of You that do not know me, i am a slave to my Master & Mistress. About a year ago, i had submitted to k9 love for the first time at the age of 40. my only regret is that i had not tried it earlier. That story has already been published & i hope Ms Laurel sees fit to include this story and a previous one as well.

i was extremely excited. Master was going to take me back to John’s place in Pennsylvania where He had raised 3 great danes for the express purpose of fucking women. All 3 dogs, their cock sizes ranging from 9 to 13 inches, had already used both linda and i. linda, His sub, had promised me that she was going to show me sometime extremely kinky. i could not imagine what it might be, considering the animals had already used all three of our holes.

i was especially excited because a dear friend, rieta was going to join us as well. Mistress had work that weekend so She could not come with us. rieta and i were going to ride to Pa. With Master. we were placed in the back seat, nude, except for the long coats that we wore. Normally Master would have diapered us both to cut down on the stops that we had to make, but He likes us to flash at the rest stops and along the highway. Not wanting to disappoint Him, we did as He liked and He was pleased at the results.

Finally we got to Pa., but not until the car had started to smell of both rieta and i constantly cumming from playing with each other’s pussies. Once there, we saw linda come running up to meet us, stark naked. we left our coats on the seat and met her naked as well. we all hugged each other, standing there in the cold, nude, and kissing and playing with each other’s bodies. Finally the 2 masters attached leashes to our collars and brought us inside.

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  A Quiet Night in 2

    After the first time my wife Lynn had let Rebel our Alsatian fuck, her I didn’t quite know what to expect, it wasn’t mentioned for a couple of days so I didn’t know if Lynn was having feelings of guilt.  As much as I enjoyed it at the time I wasn’t going to push her, she said she enjoyed it on the night, but I was wondering if she was having second thoughts, so I kept quiet.

The next weekend we had the house to ourselves, and Lynn suggested staying in and watching a film, so as normal I took Rebel for his walk whilst Lynn had a shower and got the drinks.  When I got home Lynn was sat on the sofa watching a blue movie, wearing a black silk bath robe that I bought her for her birthday.

Having a quick drink I said that I was going for a shower and don’t start without me, she then looked at Rebel and told him to behave himself, I shot upstairs thinking to myself that I might be lucky, I had a shower having a play with my cock whilst I was in there, thinking about what happened last time Rebel had fucked Lynn and how much it turned me on, it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen and just thinking about it got my cock hard. I got out of the shower got dried and put on a towelling bath robe that I had borrowed from a hotel (as you do) and went downstairs.

When I walked into the lounge Lynn was still watching the blue movie, so sitting down next to her I got my drink and put my arm round her shoulder and settled down to watch the film, it wasn’t one of the greatest films that I have seen, there was no story, it was a beautiful young girl, but when the bloke walked in she was already naked, I mean how many times does that happen in real life,

I had my arm over Lynn’s shoulder so I naturally put my hand down and started rubbing her nice tit, Lynn’s tits are not all that big, but they are nice and firm and her nipples are very big and sensitive, she loves them being played with, she let out a low moan of pleasure when my fingers touched them saying that it felt good because of the silk, it made them even more sensitive than normal, as I caressed her tit rubbing her nipple with my finger, I gently tweaked it until it stood out and then run my finger around it.

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  It was getting harder and harder to keep my secret. Dog’s don’t have secrets and that was one reason I was having trouble. Even with my little performance the other night my son-of-a-bitch husband probably had wondered, just a little, if there was “something going on with me.” Maybe my attitude was lighter. Living with him was a constant depression but my spirits had been lifted by my new companion and I’m sure it was evident.

Husband started coming home earlier–before 8 PM. One time he almost caught us in the act. Thank heaven his dog knot wasn’t stuck in me or we would have been discovered. We had been doing our usual coupling there in the living room. He was just finishing me off with a thorough licking. My cunt was aching for more and would have had it but just then the car door slammed. I was instant action. Into the closet for my housecoat. I was desperate to come some more but concentrated real hard on the task at hand.

“Home a little early?” I asked as he entered the side door. He just nodded, and looked around. The dog was looking at me and then him, that luxurious tongue in and out of his mouth, and then looking at me again, walking over. I turned away and went to pee and clean up. “That dog sure thinks you’re something, doesn’t he?” he asked. I shut the door, sat on the toilet, turned on the water in the sink and played with myself until I came. I needed that. Got cleaned up, flushed and back out for dinner.

“I think he wants a little of you again tonight,” he said. I started making salad. The macaroni was already simmering and we had a little meal. I wondered what was next. “I said, I think he wants a little.” I gave him a hard stare. Resisting the idea would fool him but my cunt was getting wet again. I couldn’t just say “Yeah, let’s do it” or he’d figure it out. I crossed my legs, giving myself a jolting in the pussy. “Want some more…macaroni?” I said not answering his suggestion. Coy was good. The son-of-a-bitch didn’t have a clue.

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