The "A My Slut Story" Collection

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My son brought his new bride to stay with us while they were waiting for their apartment to be ready. They had been married for eight months. I liked her the first time I saw her. Not a piece of paper, no,” he said sternly. “I mean the type of discipline that you will feel every time you sit down for a week. The type you will remember.”

By the time I was in middle school, I knew about sex. My parents never taught me about the stork. My mother decided early on that if I was old enough to ask about it, I was old enough to know the truth. I’m sorry,” he said, putting his foot on the accelerator and apologising to the impatient drivers behind him. “I have Apart from a simple good morning, Mr Larson did not speak to her the next day either. He behaved no differently towards her than he always did, but she felt they had shared an intimate moment and… Harry, you can’t!” she hissed. “You have to let me go! You’re not supposed to be touching me like this?” I ended up running into a group of women celebrating a bachelorette party. The maid of honor was already married, but apparently she thought she had a free pass during their party weekend so she sat on my lap at a club and made out with me the entire night. We didn’t have sex, but with all her grinding, we came pretty damn close.” — Freddie, 22You will attend my home once per week, usually on a Wednesday evening unless a change of day is agreed. Yes, sir.” She obeyed his command and positioned herself over his desk. She lowered herself slightly onto her elbows with her palms flat on the desk. She was completely dry. I put my head between her legs and gave her a kiss. I put my tongue inside of her and made her really wet.

Layla beamed happily. She had been feeling self-conscious about her dress, but now, realising Mr Larson was simply a snob, she relaxed. We have now been married for a little over 7 years, but about 2 years ago my husband started complaining about our sex life getting boring. I was happy with our routine, but he seemed to feel he was missing out on something. I wanted him to feel as complete as I did, so I listened to what he wanted, and I agreed to try to do a little more to spice it up. The woman seated next to me during a long flight gave me a handjob beneath a blanket. I could feel the wedding ring sliding against my skin as she did it.” — Julian, 28 A funny thing happened as all of this continued. The more he added and the more he threw at her, the louder Lily seemed to get. She’d been doing her best to keep quiet at the beginning, likely out of some misguided attempt to deny what was happening and how it made her feel, but she was fighting a losing battle there. On the off chance that she hadn’t already realized this herself, he was going to make sure she was forced to confront reality.Layla had finished serving a group of office workers when she noticed another customer waiting on his own. She caught her breath. Seven sinful stories explore the deepest, darkest and dirtiest desires of six women seeking sexual pleasure and, with something to gratify every appetite, are guaranteed to set your pulse racing. I am pleased to find that you will accept my proposal. I have detailed the finer points of our arrangement: One day, on my birthday, some of my maintenance co-workers were standing outside near where I park and as I came out. They were all laughing and gabbing about something..

I’m afraid to tell my parents. I’m afraid my step-father will read this, figure out who it was, and confront my rapist. I’m nervous about how he’ll feel when he realizes he inadvertently teased me about the events that happened after that night. I forgave him but I’m afraid he won’t forgive himself. Harry groaned as he felt his orgasm hit at last. She certainly wasn’t the first woman he’d cum inside, nor would she be the last, but this just felt different than anything he’d done previously. He held himself steady while he fired shot after shot, pumping a seemingly endless stream of seed into the womb of Lily Potter. The sinful satisfaction that came from giving his own mother a creampie was a feeling Harry would never forget. It may have been the greatest high and the biggest feeling of accomplishment in his entire life. These men find infidelity exciting. They like the secrets. The sneaking around. The sin. They will find stories like this, stories of married women deciding to take a risk and cheat, incredibly sexy.Before she could reply, the Fosters called to them. Mr Larson brightened, and Layla smothered her anger. She managed to avoid speaking to him for the rest of the day. Mr Larson appeared happy that he managed to sign a few more contracts with the Fosters to increase supplies to more of his branches. Mike had Layla speak in German with one of his associates. Mr Weber was very impressed and said Layla’s passable German was impeccable. Mike invited Layla to attend a meeting to translate for some of his clients. But today I’m facing those fears, as much as I can handle at a time. Today, this blog is the beginning of an idea that may or not become big. It’s still anonymous, but that’s okay. It’s all I’m ready for, just yet. Making friends with other girls was nearly impossible. Even friends I’d had since elementary school drifted away from me. I hate to think that childish rumors could sway the opinions of adults, but I later found out that at least one girl I know was warned that I was “bad news.” I hooked up with a teacher at my daughter’s elementary school more than once. It didn’t happen on school property, but she did use a ruler against my ass when we role played.” — Stephen, 37

Layla burned with shame as she felt the moistness between her legs. She was laid over a desk receiving a beating from her boss, but she found the experience intensely erotic. She cursed her body its betrayal. Finally, I hope you enjoy our arrangement, and please remember that you can end it at any time and use the safe words.Well, usually I would deliver a set number of strokes with a cane, which you would count out. The cane is quite severe and would leave you with welts. As you are new to this practice, I will not cane you. Instead, I will spank you with my hand over your clothes at first and then on your bare bottom. This will give you the chance to adjust before I move on to hitting you with other implements.” He pointed to an array of paddles, whips, and straps he had laid out on the floor beside his desk. Layla swallowed. “You may stop the punishment at any time by saying the word red, but be warned, if I do not feel you have received adequate punishment, you will be fired. Is that clear?” Layla made her way straight to the bar. Usually, she would call somewhere for dinner before work, but she was out of time. She didn’t think Aaron would spank her, but she didn’t want to be late. She cursed her body for its excited response to his offer. Her pussy was soaking. “How often?” she asked. “I could not tolerate such a beating every night.” Give up,” he whispered into her ear. “Give up to the pleasure, you cheating slut. Cum on my fingers! Cum!”