So this week I went Skiing. It reminded me of a story I'd like to share with you from a few years ago.

Best Ski Trip ever?

Then also I went skiing. Alone. I was going to go with my friends, before they all canceled. I dont even remember why, maybe some of them were sick etc. Doesn't really matter in the end. So I arrived at my hotel, late in the evening, dinner time. The receptionist was a really cute girl in her 20's. Wearing a dirndl, her tits sticking out quite a bit. No ring on her left hand, so maybe single. I flirted with her to test the waters. After I got my keys I still wasnt sure if she was single or not. Since dinner was already being served I just left all my stuff in my room, tried to put my valuables in the safe, didnt work. "whatever" I thought and went to dinner. Even though I arrived with dire thoughts, the receptionist already lifted my spirits and what I saw in the dining room even more so. Sitting at one table right in front of the room was a girl I knew from my teenage years, Jolie (french name btw). I even fucked her once, shortly after she turned 18. We were friends before that and even after for a while, but then came her boyfriend. He had his back turned to me, but I was pretty sure it was him, partly because of his hair etc. and partly because I knew they were engaged. It was his fault that I hadnt had contact with Jolie for the last years. He was an annoyingly jealous man (rightfully so, she was fucking around alot in her younger years). He basically forbade her to write/call me back.

So there she was, looking stunning in her dark blue, tight dress. Her tits were still kinda small, but I knew they felt amazing. She saw me and stopped speaking for a second, so I quickly turned away, so her BF Mike wouldnt see me when he turned around. I knew I couldnt directly contact her, I didnt have her number anymore since she changed it some years ago and her BF would go crazy if I came too close to her. I went to my table, where I could just barely see their table, I could only see her back. I told myself to be patient. I ate my dinner as fast as possible, so when I saw her finally get up, I could follow them in a distance.
I tracked them up to the floor with their room on it, they were just down the hall from me. I went to my door and just before I entered my cleared my throat to make them look. I then went inside immediately. I hoped, if they only caught a glimpse at me, she would recognize me and he wouldnt. Standing in my room I suddenly realized that I totally forgot to go to the receptionist to talk about the safe. So I waited a minuted and went down again. I told the receptionist, Angie, my problem and she said she would come up to my room with me, just as I hoped. While standing in the elevator, I continued to flirt, asked her about her day, stood just a little to close to her so our arms touched now and then. She didnt seem to mind. We arrived at my floor and got into my room. I showed her the problem with my safe. When she went to use the master key, I once again stood very close to her. I could smell her perfume. It was just a hint, but got me hard instantly. I pushed further, pushing my cock against her dress. She backed off a little, since she was finished and the safe open. She smiled at me saying "there I think that should fix it". I quickly asked: "Do you do roomservice as well? If so could you bring to drinks to my room, after your shift ends?" Her smile broadend and her answer was "Usually I dont, but maybe I'll do it this time." When she left my room, I could see her ass swinging for me. Seems like my luck turned. Maybe it wasnt that bad to go skiing alone I thought.

I had time to kill so I thought about a way to get in contact with Jolie. I remembered the following things about her: she loved to be touched with cold hands (or ice cubes); she could take Mikes whole cock in her mouth, but not mine; she loves going to the sauna. I remembered some other things, all irrelevant here though. I figured I would try to follow her while skiing, so I had to get up early tomorrow. I could also try to see her in the sauna, but I didnt know if Mike would be there, so I had to be cautious. I also thought, Mike probably wont recognize me, since I changed quite a bit since when I last saw Jolie, and I only saw him one time. Thinking about Jolie made me kinda hard, so I wanted to start fapping, changed into the bathrobe the hotel provided, but then I heard a knock on my door. I remembered Angie, wrapped the Bathrobe around my naked body and opened the door. Only then I realized that the bathrobe was kinda short (I'm pretty tall mind you) and my cock was almost sticking out from under it. Angie didnt wear her dirndl anymore, instead her chest was covered by a tank top, low cut and tight. She wore ass-tight jeans as well. In her hands she had two drinks. "Hey there" she said, smiling at me. Then her eyes went down to my half erect penis bulge. "Hey" I said back, blushing because of my bulge. She rushed in, put the drinks on the table and said: "I dont think we need those." She then turned around to me, reached under my bathrobe and felt my balls. I kissed her passionately, grabbing her tits. She definitely liked to be in control and I let her. She pushed me on the bed, stripped out of everything and sat on my dick, pushing me down. I let her do it. She did right my dick really well, I have to say. When I tried to grab her tits she pushed my arms down. She was in complete control. I stopped trying and let her do everything she wanted. When she came riding me, she got off and started blowing my cock. She liked tasting her own juice I think. When I blew my load in her mouth, she almost choked on it. She definitely didnt expect that much cum. It was dripping from her mouth, so she licked her lips. I was exhausted, but she got dressed quickly saying: "I cant get caught fucking guests. But if you want we can do this again some time." I nodded and let her go, too tired to say anything.
That night I dreamt of Jolie. Fucking her just like I fucked Angie. When I woke up to my alarm, my dick was rock hard. I had no time to fap though, since I wanted to catch Jolie and Mike. Just before I wanted to leave my room, I heard steps in the hallway. I didnt want to crash into Jolie and Mike, so I stayed in my room. When the steps reached my door, I heard a familiar voice say "oh my shoelace got loose." I stopped breathing for a second. Could it be? Few seconds later a tiny strip of paper was slipped under my door. I heard the steps continue on their way, took the paper and read: "Is that really you? If yes, write me a short message saying 'Is this Abigale?' Mike cant know." Her phone number was written below. My plan of last night actually worked! Of course I immediately wrote the message. Then I left my room. before I got to the dining room, I recieved a message: "No this is Jolie. Wrong number, sorry!" I knew she would write something like that. Mike had to be distracted. I then entered the dining room, smiled at Jolie, she didnt appear to recognize me, until Mike looked down on his food. Then she smiled at me for a split second.

The morning continued without further interferences. I managed to stay close to Mike and Jolie and went up the mountain in the cabin just behind them. There were not a lot of people there is early in the morning. When we arrived at the upper station, I feared I would lose them, but Jolie intentionally slowed Mike down. Since I was in full Ski suit now, he wouldnt recognize me. I followed them down some pistes. All pistes where almost empty so I had to keep my distance. Racing behind them was a lot of fun. I did that the whole day. Then they went to the upper station of the gondola again, which had brought us up this morning. Jolie took off her ski, but Mike did not. He kissed her goodbye and went on skiing. I took of my snowboard as well and came up to her. "Hey there, need someone to carry your ski?" I said, smiling broadly. She turned around, looked at me, first confused, but when I took of my glasses, she smiled and hugged me. "its so good to see you again!" I hugged her back. Pressed her against my chest. "Are you done skiing already?" I asked. She nodded and said "I thought that would be the only way we could get in touch. If you keep writing me, Mike would notice." I responded "Lets do it like this: if you text me, I know its safe to text you. Mike will never know." She nodded. We took the gondola downhill. We were sitting right next to each other, not talking, just enjoying the view. I layed my hand on her thigh. Even through the fabric of her cloths I could feel her warmth. She froze for a second. But did not remove my hand. She looked a bit irritated. "I know what you are thinking. You have Mike. But be honest, why did you contact me?" she looked and me. Then at the floor. "I missed you, and I missed your cock. His dick is so small, I barely get any pleasure from fucking him anymore." We were already half way down the mountain. I put my hand in her crotch. She flinched, but didnt move. I decided to be bolder and moved my hand inside her pants. She flinched again, but this time because my hand was cold. I touched her clit and she bit her lip. We were almost at the bottom, so I knew I wouldnt have time to finish it, but I still started fingering her. Her moans followed quickly. She spread her legs, my fingers slipped even deeper into her. Then I had to remove my hand. She looked at me in spite, but then smiled and said "you'll have to finish that later." I answered:" Will you go to the Sauna? will Mike come?" She thought about it for a moment and said "Mike hates the heat. Lets meet in the sauna at 4 PM."
The gondola doors opened and we left the cabin. Jolie recieved a text just then. "Mike is coming down" she said. I nodded and left her to wait. When I went back to the hotel, Angie was sitting behind the reception. I smiled at her, got my key from her with a small note, saying "tonight, 10 pm, your room." I winked at her, she winked back and I went up to my room to take a shower.
End of part 1

Well, I'm going to confess to you about my terrible nylon fetish, you can read this if it turns you on because this is completely true. I didn't really mean to, but I've ended up writing a lot including about the time I was raped. So, if this shit turns you on, read on, but if you're fantasising about it I don't want to know because this did happen to me and it is painful to think about.

I'm a straight male teen, but I really want some nylons to wear. I hate how my body is starting to bulk and become more triangular, I also hate my bodily hair but don't want to shave it off or i'll be made fun of. I love having long legs and want to "neutral" looking slim body for a while but can't. I actually detest the male body, including my own, which is probably the explanation for my nylon fetish.

I really want to get some new nylons, but I'm too embarrassed to buy them from a store and my mail is always intercepted before it gets to me so I can't get anything online. I hate it, the ones I have no are ripped and stretched too much and stained and don't look sexy at all. I'm considering going out of town to buy nylons and just gritting my teeth about the embarrassment.

Despite all this, I don't actually like having this fetish at all. It possesses me, I have an alter ego. I call her Jess. Jess comes out when wear nylons, or sometimes, if I smoke cannabis, I become jess for real and put on a girls voice and act very girly.

I have this terrible nylon fetish. I think I have it for these reasons:
- Both of my old sisters (12 and 15 years older than me) used to carry me around on their feet when I was little, often whilst they wore nylon. I'd straddle their feet and they would "walk" with me. I used to love the feel of their nylon. I was a strange child, I remember being 6 or 7 and writing on a board in my room about wanting to have sex with a girl in my class, and how embarrassed I was when my sister read it and then would tease me about it. I can remember one time when I was about 7, I went into my sisters bedroom when I couldn't sleep and got into the younger of my two sisters beds and began cuddling her because I wanted sex, she must have been about 16 at the time. I kissed her on the cheek a few times and put my arms around her chest telling her I was cold. Nothing happened, she just acted innocently and carried me back to my bed, sat and talked to me for a while about general stuff (i don't remember what, nothing exciting) and then gave me one of the blankets from her bed.

- I used to steal their nylons, and got caught several times. I was always told they were not for boys, and that made them strictly taboo, and therefore more exciting. When asked why I couldn't describe why, I just said "they feel nice" and that was probably all I knew, because I didn't know much about sexual feelings at all.

- I don't find men attractive. I hate the male body, including my own. I think this is probably because when I was 8, I got molested by a 13 year old boy.

I've never told anyone this in real life, but I've posted it on here a few times. This is a genuine story and I'm not getting a kick out of writing this, it's a confession, coming from one fucked up person, so you can get a look into my physce and maybe understand why I'm in the dark corners of the internet. This boy was an older brother of a friend at school. Basically, I used to see his younger brother a lot as we were close friends and he would come to my house often, nothing gay we were just friends. During the summer I had a pool in my garden and he and his older brother came round.

Well, it was warm and we were in swim shorts, and the younger brother went to the toilet inside the house. This left me and his older brother in the garden shed (it's like a summer house) with his brother and he started telling me all these secrets that his brother and had told him about me. Petty stuff, like which girls I fancied, what trouble I had been in at school - he never knew about the nylons.

This boy picked up hammer that was in the shed and then threatened me to suck his cock. He never actually hit me, and that's what I'm ashamed of, but I was young and intimidated he was overwhelming me with blackmailed. This boy rolled down his trousers and told me to suck his dick unless he wanted everyone to know my secrets. I said I didn't want to and he started shouting at me. I was in the corner of the room and I did it. I didn't cry, I didn't feel anything, I just did it. I remember that taste, it didn't feel erotic at all, it just kind of felt like a finger. I didn't pull his foreskin back and he was still flaccid or maybe a semi. He didn't cum, and only did it 3 or 4 times. Maybe I was really bad at pleasing him, or maybe he came to his senses, or maybe he was interrupted. I don't remember everything, but he laughed at me and left and said don't tell anyone about this or I'll tell everyone you're gay for sucking a cock.

He stood there laughing and then walked out the garden. I was about to burst into tears and his brother returned and asked me what happened. I said nothing happened. He really wanted to know and I just yelled at him to get lost. He and his brother left.

I really hate that guy. He got away with violating me. He's made me question my sexuality for years and he's fucked me up emotionally. What else is very annoying, is he has a beautiful, absolutely stunning, girlfriend who's 4 years younger than him.

There is no karma is this world. He's got a beautiful girlfriend, while I'm a fucking creep with trust issues, sulking in the corner of the internet, questioning my own sexuality because he ruined my childhood. I've tried to kill myself many times, and considered finding a way to take him with me, but I've never had the guts to do any of it.

I struggle to trust anyone and I hate the male phesque. It makes me question my whole sexuality because of that. Basically, I want to be a girl because I hate men, including myself. The only way I feel femine and happy is with nylon. It lets me escape who I am and I become someone else.

I have considered what it I would need to have a sex change multiple times. I don't feel like I'm close to any of my family members (not even my sisters any more, they moved out when I was about 10 and I barely see them. They probably couldn't wait to get away from me). I often think though when my parents die, I'd have a sex change. However, being exceptionally tall at approximately 6ft 4, I'd hardly pass for female.

I really don't know what I should do. I guess this is just a confession rather than a question. I full expect a bunch of perverts with no morals at all to come troll me now or to call me a fag or gay. I'd rather you didn't, but hey this is the internet and I can't physically stop you, but maybe you'd understand why I am this way.

To nearly everyone, I'm a straight attractive slim tall male who does ok in society. No one knows about my dark secrets. I don't act gay or camp, or look female at all.

Bitch Boss Must Pay! (Story)

I wonder if anyone ever hated their boss to the degree that I do whilst having to keep their mouths shut and smile at the same time. I come from a foreign country, working my first job, basically forced by my father to go 'pay my dues' for a few years before returning to the family business eventually. The truth is the family is exceedingly wealthy (albeit most of our wealth comes from illegitimate sources) but I must admit I do respect the intent to go through a 'normal' process with regards to my career.

So I get a job at an international consultancy, start at the bottom and basically accept whatever work brief that lands on my table.
I spend the first year working long hours, running endless research, burning the midnight oil, accepting a very modest income at the same time. Basically I find myself doing all my boss's work AT THE SAME TIME acting as a goddamn gopher for her almost everyday. Collecting her laundry, babysitting her cats, fetching her food/coffee, and writing ALL of her reports while taking all her derogatory comments on the chin. Having done my best to hide my family background, I supposed she just considered me another lowly foreign peasant of a worker to be abused and taken for granted.

Now I admit I am not much to look at, 6 foot tall, slightly overweight, ungainly hair but i do try to scrub up nice and always dress as well as I can. The fact that I do not have a girlfriend or have much of a social life at all, doesn't escape her and her peers who never seem to stop reminding me that I just cannot or will ever get with a girl in this country. For the past year, that seems to be a subject of fun at every team social event but to my credit I smile, go along with it and just get my work done. The most annoying thing about my boss however is despite my hard work and efforts to please her, she did not even see fit to give me a raise or a bonus at the end of the year! My pent up frustrations at this point were just about to boil over.

Her one and only saving grace is that she was hot. Beautiful 5 foot 6 specimen, with gorgeous smooth fair skin, dark raven hair and an ass that looked fucking fantastic in a tight dress suit. Her shapely curvaceous body was well sculpted by hours at the gym and at the yoga studio, basically hours that could be spent at work instead of being the lazy cunt that she was. Just a few years older than myself at 28, she had risen to the position of senior manager on the basis of her winning smile and flirtatious demeanour with the male superiors at the company. Despite my disdain for her work ethics, she was quite mesmerising and easy on the eye. i constantly found myself stuttering in her presence, blinded by her beauty and that awesome perfume she always wore. On my smoke breaks with my male peers, I would have to bite my lip and just listen into their conversations around how each of them would try and be the first in the company to tap that fine ass. Fortunately for them, they did not have the misfortune of being her subordinate I constantly thought.

In my private moments I would imagine all the things I would do to her to put her in her place. Unfortunately being in a foreign country, I did not have the means or the courage to carry out some of the darker thoughts floating around in my mind. However, one fine day as what I would consider fate, our team got the word that they would be travelling to my home country for a week long project at the headquarters. Our team of 5 which consisted of Mel, her assistant;Anne, myself and two other guys would be sent for 2 weeks, one to work on the project and another for some rest and relaxation as part of our annual perks.

Upon hearing the news that we would be travelling to my home country, Mel very 'astutely' stated that I should be the one handling ALL the travel arrangements for the entire team seemingly due to the fact that I would know best where to stay, eat, party etc etc. How convenient. As usual I sucked it up and agreed while formulating a plan in my head to ensure that she in particular would be having a trip she would never forget.

I went about booking the best of everything I could think of for our trip, the best hotel, great restaurants and bars for the first week. Everyday after a hard days work for the first week, I would bring my colleagues to experience nothing but the finest in my city while taking great care not to run into anyone who might know or recognise me in my city. As far as she knew, I would retire for the night and go back to whichever slum I came from, stating that I rather than stay in the hotel would prefer to spend time with my family. In truth, I would be laying out plans for my dear boss come the end of the week.

The final working day would culminate with a big night out for the team. Unbeknownst to them I had reserved the club owned by my cousins and had organised an unforgettable experience for all. Dinner at a 5 star restaurant preceded and arriving at the hotel to pick everyone up was a convoy of luxury vehicles one for each team member with Mel given the Rolls Royce. Again they were all cars owned by my family and each driver our employees. I personally volunteered to drive her and upon being questioned how I had organised all this on our company budget, I simply stated that I had called in favours at the car rental service I had 'used to work for'. I suppose she was so caught up in the experience she did not ask further questions. Now as her personal gopher, I had come to know of her affinity for specific party drugs and she had ordered me to obtain them for her for the purposes of really enjoying the night. As part of my ruse, I at first advised against it stating that this was highly frowned upon in my country. As usual, well she did not listen and insisted upon it anyway.

I marvelled at how gorgeous she was when I picked her up from the hotel. Wearing a figure hugging, above knee length, tube- top lavender dress with matching high heels, she was truly stunning. With her hair done up neatly in a bun to accentuate her delicate neck and shoulders, she could have been mistaken for a professional model. On our way to the club after dinner, she predictably consumed the powder along with champagne I had placed in the car for her. The club itself was truly one of the best in the world and she and the team were afforded VIP treatment, with the best drinks and seats in the house. I entered the club giving knowing glances to the security team, barman and the manager. The powder I had provided her initially gave her a limited boost intended to wear out at a certain point. After 3 hours of drinking and dancing, she turned to me to ask for more. I again attempted to feign reluctance but however she would as usual, get her way. I passed her an amount and asked a waiter to guide her to the VIP bathroom to ensure privacy for her. Mel got up and followed him to a secluded office area and was left alone in it. Unknown to her, being the designated handbag holder, I had placed a few more grams of her favourite vice inside whilst she was off dancing and parading her fine ass on the floor.

Mel used the bathroom before preparing the powder in lines on the counter. As she bent over, the bathroom door flew open with four burly men dressed in police uniforms entering ominously and commanding her to put her hands up. Frozen in shock initially, she tried to blurt out some sort of explanation for what she was doing to no avail. They informed her that she had just committed a grievous crime and someone on the staff had tipped them off. Tears welled in her eyes as she sobbed and tried to explain how she was a foreigner and had no idea that what she was doing was illegal. Shaking their heads, they informed her that she would be taken into custody and her team and company would be informed. She was read her rights as they handcuffed her wrists behind her back and lead her out of the bathroom and towards a private stairwell leading to the rear entrance.

She wept, her makeup streaming down her pretty face as she was ushered out the entrance where a black, tinted SUV awaited. She pleaded again and again to at least let her colleagues know what was happening with those pleas falling on deaf ears. She was placed in the backseat and sandwiched by two of the men, still desperately trying to reason with them. Unfortunately being drunk and a little stoned, she herself was unsure what words she was uttering in the first place. As the SUV sped off to its destination, she somehow gathered her thoughts and attempted once more to get out of her predicament.

“Please guys. I really am just a foreigner and I had no idea I was doing anything seriously wrong. Please find a way to let me go and I will never do this again. I just want to get back home. I cannot have this land on my record. I will be ruined. Please if there is anything I can do to get you to reconsider taking me in, I will do it. Please. I will do anything.” She literally at this point was begging for her life.

The man beside her looked at her inquisitively. “Anything?”

“Anything”. She said through tears and sobs.

The man in the front passenger seat turned around and looked at her. “Nice dress. Take it off”.

“Are..are you serious?” she stammered.

“Take it the fuck off”.

The driver pulled over at the side of the road and turned around to watch the show. Her backseat companions released Mel from her handcuffs allowing her to reluctantly reach back to unzip her dress, holding it up at her chest, hoping for a reprieve that never would come. She allowed the material to fall off her torso, exposing her lace white strapless bra, pulling the dress down her waist, her knees and ankles, leaving her in her bra and matching white lace thong. The beautiful girl handed over her dress to one of the men with the other reaching out expectantly to receive her bra and panties as well. Mel choked back a loud sob as she unclasped her bra, unveiling her pert B Cup breasts before pulling her thong down her legs and submitting them to him. She was now fully naked and humiliated in front of the men. She wrapped her arms around her body and crossed her legs; desperately trying to protect whatever modesty she had left. The handcuffs were reintroduced, her wrists once more locked behind her, allowing her breasts and hard large pink nipples to be on full display.

“Spread your legs”.

Her soft, swollen eyes blinked away tears as she slowly spread her legs to expose her smooth waxed pussy to the men in front. She was aided by the men at the back, who took no issue with having her knees and calves on their laps. They stroke her lovely skin as phone camera flashes went off, capturing the sight of her naked and spread in the car that begun to resume its journey once more.

Meanwhile back at the club, Anne and everyone else were wondering where their manager had disappeared. She had been gone for about 45 minutes with myself feigning ignorance on her whereabouts. Efforts to ask staff if they had seen her were met with shakes off the head. Finally as scheduled, Anne suddenly received a text message from Mel’s phone informing them that she had met a nice young man and had chosen to go off with him. ‘Mel’ also assured the rest that she would catch up with them as soon as she could during the week and not to worry about her. Anne sighed with a smile of relief and simply texted back the words “Enjoy boss. Have fun!”. With that we enjoyed the rest of the night at the club before I left them to head off towards my real fun for the night and the rest of the week.

A luxury car picked me up outside the club and I immediately received a video documenting the recent events surrounding my annoying boss. The four men all of whom were my own cousins filmed her stumbling naked and handcuffed down a flight of stairs to the basement of a house we owned about an hour and a half outside of town. Upon reaching the foot of the stairs, she was met with the sight of a dimly lit room with a large four-poster bed in the background with an attached bathroom at the side. There was no other furniture or fixtures save for a steel chain attached from the ceiling with wrist manacles. Mel gasped when she saw a large dildo, a butt plug, a few mouth gags and some other bondage equipment placed on the bed as well as a riding crop and a whip. I grinned at her expression of fear and panic as she took in her surroundings that also included a tripod and video camera beside the bed.

“What the fuck are you people going to do to me? This is illegal. Are you really policemen?” she screamed.

A loud hard thump was heard as a large hand smacked her across her face causing her to crumple to the floor, stunned by the sudden blow. My cousin knelt down and grabbed her by the hair pulling her up sharply to her knees before berating her.

“What did you say bitch? Do you want to go to jail? Do you want to appear in a court for your drug crimes? Do you want to appear in the news as the stupid foreign cunt that thought she could flaunt our laws? Do you???”

“But you can’t do this! Whatever you are planning to do, please don’t do it!” she cried out through the pain of having her hair roughly pulled.

“We can do whatever we want. This is our country. If we want to send you to the worst women’s prison in the state, we can. If we want to make your pretty ass disappear, we can. If we want to chop you up in little pieces and feed you to the dogs, we can! Now, are you going to cooperate or not? If you do, your friends may be able to see you again and you may be able to return to your own fucked up country! What’s your choice cunt?” he shouted in her ear.

“OWWW…I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Please don’t turn me in!” she screamed.

“Let me remind you why you are here!” he yelled. He opened the bag of remaining powder, stepped away and poured it over the concrete floor.

“Get on all fours and come here! You love to snort don’t you? COME HERE AND SNORT! ALL OF IT! CRAWL BITCH!”

Mel sobbing wildly slowly placed her hands on the floor and began crawling towards the mound of powder. She gazed up pleadingly once more at the men before positioning her face over it. Impatient, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed it down, rubbing her pretty face all over the white powder. “SNORT!”
She cried as she inhaled, her face, neck, breasts and torso covered in cocaine. Gasping and coughing, she fell to her side as he released her once satisfied that she had consumed as much as possible. As she lay there, they produced another set of cuffs, this time locking her ankles together. I watched as they raised her to her feet, attaching the ceiling manacles to her wrists, suspending her from the ceiling with her feet barely touching the ground.

I was really getting hard at the sight of her completely naked, stretched out with her arms above her head, covered in white powder, gasping away, trying to spit out whatever had entered her mouth and nostrils. She groaned as a ball gag was produced and inserted into her mouth. A towel was produced and she was wiped clean off the remaining powder on her body and face. A leather blindfold was placed around her head as well as a set of noise-cancelling headphones to prevent her from hearing a single sound. Mel was now as she should be to me. Blind, deaf and mute. The men stepped back to take a few more photos of their bound and gagged guest as she hung from the chains, to await my arrival.

I walked down the stairs slowly, in anticipation of what I was about to do to my dear boss. I had deliberately requested for my cousins to leave the room and even before I reached the foot of the stairs, I could hear the sound of her labored breathing and muffled groans through her gag. I drank in the sight of her, beautiful fair skinned beauty hung out before me in nothing but her high heels. As she could neither see or hear, she had no idea I was approaching her slowly, walking around her, admiring her firm, fit and feminine body that was slick and shiny with her own sweat. I had asked for the air conditioning to be turned off to increase her level of discomfort. I circled her slowly, noting how flawless and wonderfully curvaceous she was, with amazing hips, perky ass and breasts that were not large but with tasty, large pink nipples highlighting them. I was really enjoying her muffled moans and groans that were so sexy on my ears, far sexier than the sounds of her ordering me around for the past year or so. Her body jerked around as my hands finally landed on it, running them up and down her waist, stomach and up to her soft, supple breasts, fondling them gently enjoying tweaking and lightly pinching her nipples. She groaned out loud, shaking her head as my lips landed on her neck and shoulders, kissing her lightly, licking her and enjoying how she tasted. I embraced her from behind, burying my face in her hair, kissing her cheeks while squeezing her breasts. She was so helpless before me and I loved every second of it.

“Hello Mel. I know you are going to hate what I am going to do to you but I don’t care. You have enjoyed using me in certain ways, now I am going to enjoy you in many other ways too. Fucking bitch. You have made my life difficult and now you are going to pay for it you stupid lazy whore!” I said out loud, secure in the knowledge that she could not hear a thing with the headphones on.

She struggled in vain as my hands reached down to grab her ass. Those firm, round and sensual cheeks felt so good to me. Her moans intensified as I ran my fingers between the crack of her ass and around the front on her bare waxed pussy. I walked over to the bed, returning with the riding crop in hand. I imagined and recalled all the times she made me be her errand boy, demeaning me and not giving me any recognition at all. With that anger I unleashed my wrath on her fat ass, without any mercy at all. The crop rained down upon both cheeks, causing her to scream madly through her gag. Red welts began to appear on her skin as I wound up and released the crop, spanking her as hard as I could without stopping. She trashed around as far as her restraints would allow her, incoherent cries for mercy filling the room. As I whipped her, I voiced out all my frustrations at her only stopping when her ass began turning black and blue.

I walked around to her front, gripping her face firmly while berating her. Tears streamed down from underneath her blindfold as I slapped her face a few times. Even then I found myself unsatisfied with the revenge I was doling out on her. She screamed in pain once more as heavy nipple clamps were applied, pulling her fat nipples downwards. I stepped back to admire my handiwork, watching her writhe in pain. When I felt the slightest bit of pity for her, I removed the clamps and allowed her to relax. Knowing that I would have her to enjoy for the next few days, I called my cousins back in to unchain her and clean her up for what was to come next.

Can anyone help me find this video on this site, It was a threesome and one woman was a virgin and this dude is fucking her for the first time and her friend is holding the camera saying "it will feel better when your cherry pops" and the virgin stops fucking and takes the camera as her friend rides the dick like a champ. The girls in the video kind of had annoying voices, and the virgin had some bush. It amateur video and not shot that well.
thanks

I confess that I am blackmailing my girlfriend.

We have been dating for about 4 months and at the time the relationship was clearly coming to end as she was always talking about how she wanted to move into her own place again (we are living together) because she wanted to feel independent or something like that but recently I found out she was an illegal immigrant, she speaks very good English and where I live Polish people (she is Polish) are very common so I didn't suspect anything before we started dating.

She is roughly 5'6, has black hair and brown eyes with a perky but firm ass but since she's quite “skinny” her tits are only small c-cups, anyway as I was saying we were dating for 4 months when I found out her 'big' secret. When I found out I didn't really give a fuck because I didn't see how it changed out relationship but then as I was about to say “It's okay Vika, I don't care that you're not 'supposed' to be here, I love you” or whatever.. she got down on her knees and looked up wih her cute little eyes and said “I'll do anything if you please just don't tell anyone” and I immediately saw that I had a golden opportunity.

So I said “Ok.. I won't tell.. but I want you to do some things for me”. Since then on I have been treating her like the illegal immigrant she is and she can't break up with me for obvious reasons, I know I may sound like a complete asshole with an apparent superiority complex but treating someone like shit and them being able to do nothing about it is so... just so good.

Last Thursday for example I did one thing which really annoyed her, I sent her out in the middle of the night naked to turn off the car alarm, which I had rigged to go on, and when she went outside and turned off the alarm I locked the front door, which meant that all the people living on the estate who were woken by the alarm going off saw her naked in the street. After about 10 mins of her trying to get in and calling my name I opened the door and simply said “You got it to turn off then? Well done” in the most patronising voice I could muster and slapped her on the ass and went back to bed knowing that she couldn't get mad at me.

But on Saturday I did something which really made her visibly upset, her friends Gabulja and Inga came over to keep her company while I was going to be playing a monthly 5-a-side tournament with some friends. I came down the stairs and saw her laughing with her friends in the kitchen and I called her over to me and said “I want a quickie before I go out” and she pleaded with me to not have to but I persisted and brought her up to the bedroom which is directly above the kitchen.
I then proceeded to have to have the noisiest sex I have ever had knowing very well that her friends were right below us.

After we were done, I got dressed again and she got hastily dressed with her make-up smudged from where she must have been quietly sobbing and we went back down to kitchen where I said “You have fun now” gave her a little kiss, smacked her on the ass as I was leaving which i'm sure infuriated her even more. I know this won't last long as she will eventually just not care if she gets deported so I'm making the most out of it while I can.

so these hidden voice ads with Lysol and shit is really annoying.

I confess I wanna lick her little cunt so bad...

I met a bi couple online the other day and we decided to hook up last night. I came over late, around 10 o'clock. We had great sex all night. I was fucking her and sucking him off. Then he was fucking me while her and I sixty-nined. It was amazing. I finally ended up cumming in her mouth as he came in my ass. It was so fucking hot. It was about 3AM when we finished and they said if I want I can sleep on the couch. So I slept her on the couch last night.

When I woke up I felt someone sitting at my feet at the other end of the couch. I was still a little too sleepy to care though. Then I heard the TV click on and after a few seconds I heard the some annoying kids show. As the 3 retards on TV started singing I heard the voice of what I assumed was a little girl singing along very quietly. I froze. I was like OMF. Here I was sleeping naked under a blanket on this couple's couch and now there little girl is sitting right at my feet. I continued to pretend I was asleep and lay there on my back with one leg against the back of the couch and the other straight and hanging off the couch slightly with this little girl kind of between them. Her skin was is so warm. I can feel her soft legs on my shin. My cock is rock hard now. My head is under the blanket typing this on my phone.

I adjusted now and both my legs are straight. One behind her and one under her legs. She has pulled the blanket over herself. I can feel her hand on my leg that is behind her. OMG this feels so amazing. I dont wanna do anything tho. I just wanna lay here and take this feeling in.

Who else wants to fuck her she’s so loud and annoying she could use that loud voice to be screaming in sexual ecstasy 

previously:

Sins and Secrets

I hadnt spoken to Anna after we fucked. So when the next morning came I was anxious... did Jim hear something? Did she give it away somehow?
I went in the kitchen while Anna and Jim were there to test the waters. Jim wore sweatpants and a shirt, Anna a tanktop, a bra and shorts. Jim seemed happy, Anna was flirty around him, more than usual, smacking his ass and giggling. That was irritating but good for me. I sat down to eat some toast, they were talking about what they were going to eat for dinner. Jim said he had no time to buy food so Anna said she would. At that point I joined the conversation and asked Anna if I she could bring something for me too. She definitely looked alarmed when I talked to her directly, but made sure Jim didnt see it. I told her what I needed, adding: "Can I have your number please? I tend to forget something. I could text you then." First she looked pissed, then afraid for split seconds, but then calmly said "yes sure..." and gave me her number. Jim didnt notice what was really going on. But my plan worked. Now I could text her and she me, without him being suspicious why we got each others numbers.

I went back to my room, pleased with myself. Jim and Anna went back to their room as well, and a few minutes later I heard moaning again. I felt empty. Would that be a one time only thing? Would she never fuck me again? Insecure as I was, I sure thought that was the case. After Jim left I wanted to text her. But I wasnt so sure I should. I waited. My door was opened, Anna standing in it. "Have you thought of anything else you need?" she said loudly, so that everyone else in the apartment could hear, while she signaled me to come closer. "No I dont think so thanks" I said, also loud. When I was close she whispered: "Why the FUCK would you ask me for my number infront of Jim?" I explained it to her. She nodded then said loudly "Well if you need anything else, text me." She emphasized "text me" so much that even I got it. "Thanks, I will." I answered and went back into my room, while Anna went grocery shopping.

I sighed in relieve and texted her: "Hi :)" and thought "What if Jim reads her messages? I have to be super careful... shit..." I thought for a while and then wrote: "Did you know that this messenger is really unsafe? They can read all your messages!" She typed... deleted everything... typed again... "He cant read my messages here and I turned off that the text turn up on my lock screen. This is safe"
I replied: "phew. Sorry had to be sure."
She: No problemo. Talk to you later."

I was excited. Got her number, no problem. She is still interested, very nice. Jim doesnt get it, veeery good. I fucked her and got away with it. I was waiting for her, thinking of her outfit this morning made me hard... I masturbated just to keep my dick hard for her. When she finally came home, I texted her: "Come to my room ;-) got something for you" when she didnt reply I got nervous, but then heard a knock on my door. I tried to hide my boner (could have been my other dorm mates as well) before I said "come in". It was her, but she did not seem as excited as I was... She handed me my groceries and said loudly: "Here you go, thats $10.32" I revealed my boner but she shut me down and whispered: "what are you thinking? Jim could be any minute, your dorm mates could see or hear us! Stop thinking with your dick!" I pulled up my pants and mumbled "sorry I was... I just... sorry" She nodded "its alright, but we have to be careful". I gave her the money and she left the room. Now I sat there... blue balled... when I got a text from her. It was a pic of her tits "that should suffice for the moment" was written under the pic. Before I could answer she wrote: "I sucked his dick this morning and then after the breakfast fucked him, to make sure he was pleased. Pleased men do not think about their GF's going rogue. I wont come tonight. Too dangerous. I'm still craving for sex though."
I then heard the door and Jim calling for Anna, so I didnt respond, afraid that he still might see somehow. When I heard Jim and Anna going to the kitchen to make/eat dinner I joined them. When Anna saw me she looked annoyed. She hugged Jim and told him "I forgot my phone in the room, be right back." While I was chatting with Jim I felt my phone vibrate. Anna got back into the kitchen, and pressed her self against Jim, making me jealous as hell. Then she gave me a "you're the third wheel" look. I made my excuses and went back to my room to look at my phone. "Fuck off." Plain and simple, her message. I was frustated. But I understood. We couldnt spend time together with Jim in the room, that would be suspicious if I always turned up when she was there. So I did as I was told.
And I was rewarded. With a text saying "thanks." Yep. Thats all.

The next day. Jim was staying home, so no way I would get a minute with Anna. I finally texted her back, when Jim was in another room, saying "Thanks is not enough. I need more. More of you." She didnt reply for a while. I was afraid I asked for too much. I didnt hear of her for the whole day.
The after, Anna left. Finally I got a text: "I know. Next time, promise. In the mean time, I can supply you with something, so you may enjoy yourself ;-)"
We started exchanging pics, she told me she would send them to Jim too, since if he discovered the pics on her phone of her, he would know somethings up. I thought that would upset me, but it really turned me on. We talked about sex. She liked the sex with Jim, but it was not as exciting anymore. Cheating really turn up the heat I guess. I told her about fantasies I had in mind. Fucking her right next to Jim sleeping. Make a video of her masturbating to send to Jim, while I was in the room jerking to her and turning her on.
I told her I love being in charge and she should call me master. She gladly did. I started telling her what kind of pictures she should take. We agreed though, that her head should not be visible, so if Jim sees them on my phone he wouldnt recognize her immediately.
She told me she loved the idea of eating cum. Or drinking it. She bought a toy, a skin colored dildo.

Our text got really dirty and we got turned on more and more. I couldnt wait for her next visit.
then the day finally came. She chose a week where Jim had to work daily. We didnt make any plans, so it wouldnt get dull. The evening she arrived I had to hold back. She was with Jim all the time, no way to spend time with me. I used her pictures of course. I couldnt sleep that night. When I was sure everyone was sleeping I texted her. No reply. The next morning came slowly. When Jim finally left, I went into the kitchen. Rock hard. Boner showing through the sweatpants. I played the old game. She set in her usual chair. I said "Hi", stood close to her to reach my shelf and shoved my dick in her face. I moved my hip as close as I could. She grabbed my dick but said under her voice "Are you crazy? First the text in the middle of the night! You could have woken Jim! And now this?!" I looked into her eyes and said "Did you forget? I'm your master. You obey me." She still looked angry but nodded. "I couldnt hear you" I said. "Yes" she whispered. I pulled down my pants just a little so my dick pupped out. "Yes what?" - "Yes Ma..." she tried to said, but got no further because I stuck my dick in her mouth on the A. She looked puzzled, angry and then... maybe turned on? She started sucking either way, making sure not to make any noises. From my position I could look into the hall, so I would see my dorm mates coming. Right at that moment one of them (Peter) came out of his door, looky sleepy as hell. I came hard in her mouth. She even choked on it a little. I greeted my dorm mate with a "good morning" while he was slowly making his way to the kitchen. I quickly pulled my dick out of her mouth and hid it in my pants. Then Peter entered. She still had a bit of cum in her mouth and swallowed it too quickly, choking again. Peter looked at her and said "you alright?" She answered:"Yea just choking on my coffee" and laughed. I went on with my breakfast, while Anna drank the rest of her coffee and went to her room. Soon after I got a text. After finishing my breakfast I read: "That was amazing. I'M so wet right now... " As I went in my room I replied: "I got an idea then. I will come to your room as soon as Peter is in his." So I did. She was laying on the bed, half naked, only wearing a tshirt. She was masturbating. "I want you to film yourself, while I go down on you. You will send this to Jim, pretending to be masturbating." "okay master" she replied, winking at me. I got down in front of her and started sucking her clit. She turned on her phone and started to speak. From that point on, it was her show and I followed her instructions. "Hey baby, I'm so wet thinking of you... I just have to please myself. I'm thinking about you... sucking my clit ... uhh yes.. ohh.. and now you're poking your tongue in my pussy... oh yea keep doing that..." It went on like that for 2-3 minutes or so before she came, gushing in my face again. She turned of the video... I was so hard.. "I want to fuck you. Right now." She said: "but what if they hear us? we cant risk it!" I thought about it for a moment. "you are right. we have to wait. But you can jerk me off." She nodded. And she did. She worked my shaft slowly. "How deep can you go?" I asked. She didnt know, so we tried it out. I took her hair in my hand and forced her mouth on my dick. I didnt push too hard, so she only got 1/3 of my 7 inches in. The next time I pushed harder. Still only half in, before she nearly choked on it. When she came to breath she said "I nearly puked from that..." I nodded "you will have to train. not only on me but on Jim too." So she kept trying but didnt get a lot further by the time I came. She swallowed again, like a good girl. I went back to my room and stayed there for the rest of the day. She was right, we couldnt have too much contact... It was frustrating. I waited for this for weeks. Now I couldnt fuck her when I wanted.

The break. I dont have time for more right now, wanted to get much further. Sorry ;) Left a picture this time :)

Years ago I had a porn DVD called 'Pink Promises', that doesn't seem to exist anymore. The scene I'm looking for was of a BBW secretary, wearing glasses, a sleeveless white button-down, and a light gray skirt, about to be fired by her boss for being too disorganized. She fucks the boss and at the end he says 'Don't call us, we'll call you' or something similar. The girl in question had dark hair, big tits with real big nipples/areolas. Somewhat of a nasally voice, but not annoyingly so. I've never seen the woman in any other scenes since, so I'm hoping someone here knows of the scene in question. Any help would be great.

on saturday night i hooked up with this broad at the bar. she asks to crash at my place because shes from a little town an hour outside the city. we get back to my place and she starts talking about how her boyfriend left her behind from a little trip they were going, something about visiting his family. we finished off the few beer i had at my place. at this point the alcohol hits her and we start making out on my couch and she pulls out my cock and starts stroking it. she stops and looks at it and says your cocks bigger than my bf's, she points out on my dick on where his would be, im barely 6.5 inches but i have good ole girth on my side. his compared to mine according to her is 4 inches. then she says i dont know why i spent 2 years with that small dick fucker and makes fun of his kal. i was getting annoyed at this point and said are we gonna fuck or are you gonna bitch about him all night so we get back to it and i pick her and start walking to my room with her legs wrapped around me

i throw her on the bed and make my way on top of her and pull down her pants and begin to eat her out. i tried to put it in bareback but she asks if i had a condom and i said no so she goes to get her purse, i watch her ass jiggling as she does. she sucks me off again then puts it on, so i start fucking her hard and shes squeezing my ass asking for it harder. we move to doggy style, but before i put it in she reaches for her purse and pulls out her phone and says shes making a call, i stop but she tells me to go on, so i do, her phones on speaker and her bf answers and says whats wrong is everything alright, she says im getting fucked thats whats up. he thinks shes joking and chuckles and says quit playin around, she says fuck you, you small dick bitch and starts moaning. he says what the fuck, im guessing he hears the drunkness in her voice and my pelvis smacking her ass as she moans

he hangs up the phone as i continue to fucking her, she tries calling him back but he doesnt answer, i grabbed the phone away from her and tossed it in my laundry basket. her pussy is creamin on my dick. i could honestly say that i was turned on when she made that 20 second phone call

i got a message from her friend margaret that i sort of know on facebook today calling me an asshole for letting her make that call and that lindsay was also angry with me for not trying to stop her from making that call,lindsay was the girl i fucked

this was probably the weirdest incident that has happened during sex besides my aunt walking in on me and my gf when i was back in highschool