Sperma für dich 2

It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities.nnThe Host began with a tale about a birthday orgy involving a current top film star. The Theatre Company Manager's tale was of her oral exploits with a famous actor and the Marketing Director's tale of how the 'Wife of Bath', with her daughter, had seduced a whole management team. The Politician's tale was about the husband's revenge, and the Model's tale about a country girl finding heaven between her legs - with the aid of her vicar. For the morning story of the fourth day, The Stockbroker's Tale showed how two resourceful women turned the tables on their partners who were trying to deceive them, whilst the Aristocrat's tale was about a sexual orgy, incest and murder in the stately home. The TV Presenter's related a tale of group sex with an African Chief and his bodyguards. During the afternoon, adventures in the park during the dark hours gave Delia a taste of sex with strangers.nnChapter Seventeen: The Actor's TalennAfter dinner, the guests made their way into the lounge where coffee was ready with mint chocolates and liqueurs. The brandy decanter and port were placed on the centre table for the guests to help themselves. After everyone had settled down with their chosen partner, Julie invited Jake to tell his story.nnJake was an actor, a milk chocolate coloured young man of African origin, with a strong-looking forward thrust of his thighs. All the women guests had sampled the delight of his powerful, handsome cock sliding in and out of their well-lubricated vaginas, and some had tasted the copious emission from it. Enid in particular, had savoured the delicious sperm, rolling it round her cheeks and under her tongue, before allowing it to trickle down her throat with a cat-like smile.nnWith a friendly face, those smoky dark eyes coloured people often have, close-cropped curly hair and a firm jaw, he was fully relaxed. His six foot frame, seemingly all legs and arms, lounging all over the cushions of the settee. He glanced round the couples as they settled together. It was incredible to think that, since he had become stranded with the company manager, Emma, in this isolated, high-class roadhouse, he had screwed all the women there with the exception of Gertie. She was curled up beside him on a settee, her left breast visible in the top of the gown she was wearing.nnHaving inadvertently gate-crashed an exclusive week-end orgy party, with couples from the society pages of the glossy magazines, he couldn't believe his good fortune!

Added: 284 days ago by mark

Time: 01:29
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VIRILE FUCKPIG - TITS & BALLS worked - my gobbing on tits

Anya's makeout session with the hot blonde unit came to an end when her sensitive microphones detected the sounds of another droid being activated. Anya left the mindless blonde machine on the table, her lips still wet with synthetic saliva.nnLaurie was in the process of ordering a newly activated fembot to go and sit down next to one of the consoles. This was another naked blonde, and Anya accessed her extensive memory files to recall her name as Susan. Along with the name, Anya remembered the times she had spent with her.nnSusan was tall, with fabulous long legs. Everything else about her body and her face was lovely, but her legs were definitely her best feature. And she used those sexy legs to walk mechanically over to the chair while Anya watched.nnShe moved closer to Susan and waited for Laurie to approach. "What's she been activated for?" she asked the naked technician.nnLaurie relayed Anya's query to the Main Computer, and soon had a response to give. "Susan robot number 7838970B will replace Susan robot number 7838970A."nnAnya nodded with a knowing smile. She deduced that the original Susan - out on a mission somewhere - was either damaged or malfunctioning. Of course, this would mean one less fembot around Robot Control Station 64 for a while.nnMaria finished taking streams of binary code from the monitors above all the consoles and turned stiffly around. She went to go fetch some connecting cables while her assistant opened up Susan's chest panel.nnAnya put her hand between Susan's thighs. "Do we get to have a goodbye fuck before she's gone?

Added: 334 days ago by mark

Time: 07:38
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Deep in her Bum

Anal Sex. nnAlso known as Sodomy, Greek love, Buggery, Booty sex, Backdoor loving, Dicking the derriere, Banging the bung hole, Reaming the rump, Probing the poop chute, Touring the Hershey highway, Raping the rectum, Packing the fudge, Traveling the old dirt road, Tossing the salad and plain old Butt fucking. nnWhy the Fascination with Anal Stimulation? nnWhy Not? nnThe many nerve endings in the anus can give intense orgasms to the recipient while the cock provider enjoys a clutching, tightened orifice. The very idea of anal sex is arousing to many, and this form of erotic pleasure is expanding the sexual repertoire of a growing number of lovers. Still considered somewhat socially taboo, it can add excitement, spice, and a feeling of naughty or nasty play. nnSome couples reserve it for special occasions or to culminate the evening's sexual activities, others offer it to their lover as a gift. Anal play is often part of successful Dominant/submissive relationships. nnCertain women, however, are simply not interested in this type of sex. Some because they are just not anally erotic, others because an ignorant or insensitive lover bungled their first time attempt. Additionally, a few people do have negative misconceptions about the act, perhaps relating to an overly restrictive upbringing. Since you are reading this story, you've obviously been able to overcome anything such as that! nnThis How-To story is directed towards the male reader interested in exploring new territory with his female partner. Being a dedicated lover of anal sex I hope to offer some helpful thoughts and suggestions. nnCommunication nnIt can be very difficult to introduce the idea of anal sex into an established relationship. Be honest; be completely direct about your feelings. Though some call it the ultimate test of trust and love, I don't feel women should be compelled to do this as a "favor" for their partner. Ladies, if you are not committed to the idea, don't pursue it. This can be an intense sexual experience but it is meant to be shared.

Added: 326 days ago by mark

Time: 20:26
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HOOD BITCH

After falling short in her quest to regain the WWE Women's Championship, Victoria is in her locker room looking at Steven Richards who is dressed as perhaps the most ugly woman she has ever seen. She folds her arms and shakes her head.nn"What the hell are you thinking?" She asks him as she starts to walk around him in a circle.nnSteven shifts a bit in the heels, "Victoria. I was just trying to help."nn"Help? How is you dressing like a woman supposed to help me! " Victoria yells.nn"I don't know I just." Before Steven could finish Victoria cuts him off.nn"SHUT UP!" Victoria pushes him up against a wall and slaps him across his face. "You're pathetic. dressing like a bitch. I should make you my bitch!" Victoria sneers as she grabs Steven's testicles through his dress and squeezes them so hard his eyes almost pop out of his head.nnVictoria gets a smirk on her face, "And that's what I'm going to do to you!" Victoria knees Steven in the crotch and the former ECW goofball goes down onto his knees, holding his crotch in pain. As he recovers from the blow, Victoria rips off her hot pink wrestling attire, leaving on her heavy wrestling boots.

Added: 315 days ago by david

Time: 00:48
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Chapter 1nnThey stood at the intersection waiting for the light to turn. They'd been fighting for four blocks now.nn"You are so stupid!" he yelled at her.nn"You may not be so smart yourself."nnShe said it without emotion, just going through the ritual. Don't fight back; he goes on forever. Fight back too much; he gets explosive, not physically abusive but headache loud. They're relationship had become a game of trying to fight just enough. Though on this occasion she was exhausted and aimed to push him swiftly to leaving; an ambitious goal. He could fight all night. He didn't seem to hate it that way she did. Maybe he enjoyed it.nn"What did you say?" He demanded.nn"Smart men tend to attract and couple with smart women. Men who only think they're smart, or would like to, they hook up with the stupid ones, like you, with me."nn"Oh, fuck you!" and that was that. She'd gotten what she wanted.

Added: 313 days ago by macho

Time: 03:43
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It was a hot summer's evening in South Kensington and I was sitting in my room in our Catholic student hostel. I'd just broken up with my girlfriend and was feeling alone and depressed. The thumping heartbeat of a disco came from the basement. There was one every week. The music got on my nerves at times like this. There are two things I can do, I thought. I can sit here and be miserable, or I can go down there, get pissed and maybe hit it off with a chick. I chose the latter.nnDown in the basement it was dark and stuffy. The air was thick with the smells of beer, cigarette smoke, sweat and human passion. Beneath the flash of disco lights a mass of heads bobbed up and down in rhythm with the crashing beat. I was too shy and depressed just to plunge into the middle of them so I stood by the bar and downed several beers, one after the other, eyeing up the girls. This was the age of the miniskirt. There were more girls than boys, and many were dancing barefoot with each other, their feet intersecting, their toes twisting on the floor, their long, graceful legs bending and thrusting forward, sometimes between the legs of their partners. My cock swelled. Some were dancing alone. I caught the eye of one of them, a cool, slender leggy blonde wearing a tight, silvery miniskirt. I went over to her and asked her to dance with me.nnSo there we were, bobbing away to the tune of The Police's 'Message in a Bottle'. We moved closer to each other.

Added: 301 days ago by david

Time: 02:25
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Tonight, as we are both pleased with my progress, Andrea has suggested we have a 'date.' A few drinks, a club, a taxi home; all the elements of a nice, civilised, girlfriend/boyfriend evening. However, I have a feeling it won't be entirely mainstream.nnI meet her in the bar below the flat; she's dressed very differently to usual. A long, dark bias-cut skirt, a white, patterned, long-sleeved, figure hugging top, strappy sandals with a low heel and a jade green silk scarf tied at her neck. Her hair is up, in a bun, revealing a slender and attractive neck; a long, dark frond hangs down across her left eye, making her toss her head sensually from time to time. I am instantly hard for her; the blend of such outward stylish respectability with the utter depravity of her true nature is a heady cocktail.nnWe position ourselves on two stools in a small, dark cul-de-sac at the end of the bar. It's early on a Thursday evening so the place is fairly quiet, though not completely dead. She told me to leave my underwear at home and I am wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and some old & very baggy cargo pants. They have an added advantage- a seam at the gusset, which has started to come undone, leaving an opening of a couple of inches.nnWe probably look like a standard, off-duty professional couple. At a glance, her arm appears to be around my waist but her hand is down the back of my trousers, and I slide back on the stool, allowing her access to my pre-lubed anus. Within seconds, she has four fingers in, and is surreptitiously, but vigorously finger-fucking me. nnWe lean towards each other, outwardly smiling at some banal joke or day-to-day anecdote. An astute lipreader would get a different impression, though, as she says "that's it, you little slut. Open up and push back for me. Keep smiling sweetly for the people! Ooh, (her eyebrows raise) you're nice and open today- been playing, have you? Don't need to answer that.

Added: 300 days ago by dimm

Time: 00:8
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whore from usa

He woke to a loud clap! He flashed back into a cat snarling as he realized someone had just thrown the doors open as they slept. Two people came through them. "Stand down! The boy is mine!," Collin warned him as he approached the bed. "You want him.You buy him.like all of the rest!" The cat hushed immediately as his words echoed his thoughts perfectly. He couldn't pay for the boy, and he knew it. Did Collin know, too? "I realize you have been a cat for far longer than you want us to know. So I have a proposition for you," he stated coldly, "if you will agree to it."nnDe 'Vorga tensed and gasped 'no!' "Work for me! It won't be long, just a short job, but dangerous! The boy is worth far more than what I ask.I will be giving him to you far cheaper than I like to do!" Shadow trembled in indecision and fear.

Added: 283 days ago by pussylover

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Lesbian sex

Revised EditionnnSusan Smith is a very wealthy person whose greatest thrill in life is to introduce innocent young women who happen to be looking for adventure to the joys of lesbian sex. Because she is an investor in a movie studio that specializes in high quality lesbian pornography, Susan has ready access to willing candidates for her unique form of personal entertainment. This "entertainment" happens in carefully paced, gentle seductions in Susan's secluded mansion, where young women who have never known the touch of another female are brought slowly to the point of begging for lesbian sex. Given that she is rich, beautiful, sexy, smart, charming and actually quite sweet despite her depraved activities, Susan's "victims" are always delighted by the experience. nnThis is a long story about one of those seductions. It involves two young women, Jean and Sophie, age 18 and 19.nn*nnINTRODUCTION: MEET SUSAN SMITH; JEAN AND SOPHIE LEARN WHAT'S EXPECTED; JEAN IS STRIPPED AND "INSPECTED"nnSusan Smith is a 28 year-old lesbian. Her greatest thrill is to have sex with young women who though willing are "virgins" to girl-girl sex. She has established a lifestyle that enables her to regularly enjoy this thrill in a way that is not destructive. She worries about her unusual taste, but is resigned to the reality that nothing turns her on more than watching the transition as the embarrassed reluctance felt by a nubile young woman who is having her own sex tasted by another woman for the first time is gradually transmuted into eager lust under the skilful ministrations of an experienced lesbian. An experienced lesbian like Susan Smith, that is. nnAn only child, Susan inherited a fortune when her parents were killed in a car wreck when she was just 12. Between that time and when she went off to college she had lived with her dad's single brother Henry, her closest living relative. Susan suspected he was gay, but despite sharing a house their lives intersected very little. They had a cordial relationship but not a close one. Henry was also wealthy, and was constantly away on business travel for long periods, so Susan grew used to living alone, and became quire self sufficient at an early age. She wasn't really a "loner" - she made friends easily and was relatively popular in high school - but she was highly self contained. She enjoyed socializing with other people, but didn't need them. nnIt was in 7th grade that Susan began to discover her sexual preference. The other girls at the private school she attended talked about boys all the time, and about their initial forays into the realm of sexual relations – make-out sessions, getting "felt up," and the related low level physical contacts of junior high school.

Added: 340 days ago by pussylover

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and then? Nothing.nnAfter that night ended, with me sneaking out of the door at one in the morning before her husband Paul came home? Nothing.nnBack in work after the New Year, she was the same as she'd ever been with me. I knew that she couldn't act differently in the office, but I'd thought that there would be a call, a message, or an e-mail – something. Something to acknowledge what we'd done; done over and over, on her sofa, in the shower. Nothing.nnWork became torturous. As I say, she was the same as she'd ever been with me – the same way she had been when just the thought of fucking her was driving me wild. After we'd actually done it, every smile as she passed my desk, every time I got her a coffee, watching her walk around the office; it was hellish. She was still wearing the same variety of either smart business suits that showed off her curves or just-about-appropriate-for-the-office dresses with high slits and low necklines that showed off everything. I obsessed over her at my desk, snatching glances when I could – her desk was in my line of sight, sitting removed from me in it's separate office – my eyes pouring over her.nnShe'd let her hair grow and it hung down to her shoulders, framing her bone structure, her high cheekbones and strong jaw-line that tapered off to her delicate chin, preventing her face from losing it's femininity. Her eyes, a delicate shade of blue that kept them twinkling and mischievous, always topped with a permanently arched eyebrow so it seemed. Her figure. Oh, many work-hours lost contemplating her figure – it's outline against her clothes – full, curved and welcoming.nnI'd pondered all this over and over, of course; but now I had immediate context for it all. Her hair? Remembering how it felt between my fingers or draped across my stomach as she kissed me.

Added: 256 days ago by mark

Time: 05:54
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Authors note: This is a story of loving wives, in other words married women having sex with other people. If you can't handle it or the explicit language I suggest you don't read it and certainly don't send me any nasty e-mails. Not only will you not get a reply, it won't even be read. If you do however which to send me positive critique, I'll be glad to read your personal comments.nnMy hubby and I have a jar for special occasions in our bedroom. In it are little envelops. They each contain a small piece of paper on which we write down our fantasies that we would like to see fulfilled. There are about 10 to 15 suggestions with my hubby's name on the envelop and around the same number of fantasies under my name. We both don't know what the other one wrote down and we promised each other only to open one at a time on a special occasion.nnLast week Thursday it was Bart's turn to pick out a fantasy of mine. What was the occasion? I had my evaluation at work and I'm proud to say I got promoted to Senior systems engineer.nnAnyway, I told Bart the good news on the phone as soon as I was done with my meeting. Of course I reminded him of the fact that he would be choosing one of my fantasies that night. He was already looking forward to that, normally my fantasies please Bart very much as well, as I'm sure you already know .nnI left work half an hour early that day, I was too excited to concentrate on what I was doing anyway.nnI arrived home around 5:15 pm and heard my hubby pull up the drive way not 5 minutes after I arrived.nn"You are home early" he told me.nn"So are you" I replied.nn"Yeah, I couldn't concentrate today, something about getting to know one of your dirty little fantasies I guess .

Added: 338 days ago by animator

Time: 03:59
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Max Hardcore

Die Mutation 2 -überarbeitet-nnTanja warf ihre Tasche und die Jacke genervt in den Flur und streifte ihre hohen Schuhe ab. Mit gestresstem Blick trat sie in die große Küche und zündete sich eine Zigarette an.nnKerstin, ihre WG--Partnerin, saß entspannt am Tisch und blickte konzentriert auf ein großes Puzzle.nn»So ein Leben möchte ich auch mal haben«, seufzte Tanja und warf einen gelangweilten Blick in den Kühlschrank.nnWährend sie sich einen fettarmen Fruchtquark angelte, fuhr sie fort.nn»Abends gemütlich rumsitzen und puzzeln. Ich packe jetzt meine Sachen und fahr für den Rest der Woche nach England.«nnKerstin blickte auf und zuckte mit den Schultern.nn»Wo ist das Problem?«nn»Wo das Problem ist? Ich habe den ganzen Nachmittag in einer total sinnlosen Besprechung gesessen, dann stand ich eine Stunde im Stau -- draußen regnet es wie aus Eimern und ich will endlich mal meine Ruhe haben!«nnIhre WG--Partnerin antwortete nicht gleich, da sie ein ganz „heißes" Puzzleteil in ihrer Händen hielt. Erst als Tanja den Raum schon fast verlassen hatte, sprach sie.nn»Da kam ein Päckchen, es steht nur unsere Adresse drauf, aber kein Name, ich dachte, das wird eh für dich sein.«nnKerstin zeigte auf ein Päckchen neben dem Kühlschrank. Tanja nahm es und verschwand damit in ihrem Zimmer.nnNach einiger Zeit kam Tanja wieder in die Küche, stellte das geöffnete Päckchen auf den Tisch und fragte.nn»Ist das ein Ei, eine Nuss oder einfach nur ein Stein, der nach Gummi stinkt?«nnKerstin nahm das Gebilde aus dem Päckchen und musterte es genau.nn»Vielleicht ist es eine eiförmige Gumminuss.

Added: 325 days ago by pussylover

Time: 00:39
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