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Josephine Eileen Ross stood jauntily in the entrance to the crowded nightclub, her right hand on her hip — a tall, stunningly attractive woman. She wore a black, velvet decollete evening dress with a high fan collar that accentuated her ample cleavage and slim, hour-glass figure. Her full lips matched the color of her long, curved red fingernails, and she had on black silk stockings and high-heeled stiletto opera pumps. Her long black hair danced on her shoulders. For jewelry, Josie wore a set of gold hoop earrings and an intricate platinum choker. Josie looked at her image in the [read more...]
Greetings all. Although I’ve been a lurker for 6+ years, I’ve been unable to post because my only access has been through machines at work. Finally I’ve weaseled an outside account and can add my meager experience to the community.
I only wish Clay was still around.
I’d like to thank everyone here for the many hours of enjoyment and education that you’ve provided. When I first discovered asb I was surprised and pleased to find a whole Usenet group devoted to what I had thought were my strange private kinks (I was pretty young at the time, and naive). [read more...]
“I have some leather items here which I like to coat with pussy juice from time to time, Kerri. You don’t mind if I wipe them along your slit do you? You’re quite wet and your juices have a wonderful aroma.”
She shivered slightly at my words. “No, just touch me there anyway you like, as long as you touch me.”
I took the leather strap with the walnut handle and moved over to the spreadeagled slave. I wrapped the strap around her stocking leg and slid it upward, letting her leg feel its smooth coolness as it slid over [read more...]
I take my profession as an educator seriously. I feel that I owe my students more than the mere contents of a History course. I feel I owe it to some of them to impart some knowledge of life, as it really is outside of the classroom. Because of this avocation, I have feasted on the firm, taut, nubile flesh of freshman coeds for years.
At 45, still fit, with salt and pepper hair, I’ve been a college professor for nearly 20 years, and in that time, I have sampled the hungry mouths, the milky breasts and arousal-hardened nipples, the [read more...]
While Kerri slept I gently untied her arms and slipped on the black leather wrist cuffs, hooking the d-rings on them to the steel cables which I had just finished running through the pulleys imbedded in the big wooden beam over our heads. The cables were attached at the other end to two electric winches in the attic which were controlled by a switch just under the heavy oak mantle over the fireplace.
Untying her ankles I also affixed leather cuffs to them, more for comfort and consistency than anything else, retying the rope from the rings in the floor [read more...]
I stared openly at Kerri’s beautiful stocking clad legs and at the black garter-belt that framed her sparsely haired pubic area. She was standing with her feet slightly apart, and the flickering fire backlit the opening between her legs, the soft light dancing through the fine soft blonde hair. I rubbed myself through the jeans.
“You’re very beautiful Kerri. More lovely naked than I had imagined you would be. Turn around slowly.”
Without speaking the beautiful blonde turned easily around, giving me ample time to take in the curve of her behind and the sweep of her upper thighs.
“I [read more...]
Kerri snuggled closely to me on the ride out to the farm, partially, I knew, in order to stay warm; but also because of the bond which was forming between us. She had never seen my home before, and as we drove down the old rutted-out driveway I was grateful that her first view of it would come while it was clad in the fairy-land adornments of the newly fallen snow.
The fire burned brightly in the over-sized old fireplace, giving the large remodeled great-room a welcoming warmth. As I helped Kerri remove her coat I saw her looking around [read more...]
She hung, upside down, suspended by her ankles, her legs opened widely, her naked sex glistening with her juices and my saliva. She tried valiantly to swallow my ejaculate and at the same time to coax more of it from the throbbing hunk of me that was jerking within her mouth.
Afterward, as she soaked in the hot water and sipped on the white wine, she raised her eyes and spoke softly.
“If there is anything I regret, it is that I was not able to begin with you. Sometimes when you tell me to go masturbate I fantasize that [read more...]
During my third year in college I made some spare cash by doing some photography work for Leg Show magazine. During the summer I had met a tall brunette with fabulous legs and had taken some very sexy pictures of her legs to send into the magazine just for fun. It was well worth the effort. Not only did she fuck me for nearly three days straight when I showed her the pictures in the magazine, but I got a much needed job out of the deal as well.
The magazine wasn’t picky about what kind of pictures I submitted. [read more...]
I liked Sandy long before she married Sam, and actually had known her longer than Sam, even though we had become very close friends over the last several years. To tell the truth I had watched her grow up. She’s nearly 15 years younger than me and I have known her family all my life. She is 26 now and quite a woman. I was happy for Sam when I heard they were marrying, and a bit envious as well.
Sandy is a tall drink of water with fabulous legs and tits that are remarkable as well. She’s always [read more...]
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