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  • “Why not.” The curtains were wide open, as usual, and I couldn’t see anyone looking over to the apartment so I got on the bike and started pedalling. Two orgasms later I was still feeling horny so I sat on the fucking machine bench and decided to use it. I put the headrest back in place, inclined the head end of the bench and screwed the blue dildo onto the metal rod. I started to go and get my wrist and ankle cuffs then realised that I couldn’t restrain myself completely, so I abandoned that idea, plugged the plug in and moved the control to where I could use it when I was on the bench. Then I made myself comfortable, shuffling down until the dildo touched my pussy. I took a deep breath and slowly turned the knob to get the machine to push the dildo inside me. “Arrgh, ohhh, oooh, that’s nice.” I said out loud, then I settled back to enjoy myself. It wasn’t the same as being restrained and not be able to control what was happening to me; but it was still very nice. I slowly increased the speed of the fucking until the knob wouldn’t turn any further. By that time my first orgasm was rapidly approaching. I kept the machine fucking me at full speed as I went through my first and second orgasm; then I slowed it down so that I could get my breath back. As soon as I was ready I turned the speed up and repeated my exercise. After my fourth orgasm I decided that I’d had enough; too much of a good thing is not good for me; besides, I was getting tired and I hadn’t had a good nights sleep for weeks. I cleaned up, showered and went to bed. I was woken sometime in the middle of the night by Tony’s cock ramming in to me. He was drunk and thankfully didn’t take long to cum, roll off me and go to sleep. I got up and went and slept on the sofa. The next day was a Saturday and Tony was still asleep on my bed when I got back from the supermarket. When he emerged and had showered and fed he asked me if I’d enjoyed myself on the fucking machine. He then went on to tell me that he’d watched me on his phone, and so had his mates. “Oh my gawd, I’d been caught.” I thought. “You’re such a slut Claire.” “No I’m not, a slut is a woman who lets any man fuck her and I don’t do that. I only fuck you and anyone who you tell me to; and I have no choice in that.” “Yes Claire, okay, but you like to enjoy yourself, a lot.” “I’m a normal healthy girl, of course I have needs but it’s your fault that my needs are greater than a lot of girls. If you didn’t make me dress like this and torture my pussy so much I wouldn’t have a fraction of the needs that I have.” “All I’ve done is bring out your secret desires Claire; you’re a natural over-sexed exhibitionist at heart.” “WHAT! No I am not.” “Claire!” I sat there wondering if Tony was right; I like sex, I like cumming, and maybe, just maybe, I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. I like the looks men give me when they see me naked, it makes me feel wanted. But I’m the way I am because of Tony; he’s changed me from being a normal girl into what I am now. So we sort of planned on letting you see her and I in action this morning…….. I said it will be your new home. The pleasure built so fast in me. This heat that swelled and swelled. Luckily for me, she saw lesbian sex as okay, not something a sin. She shivered every time she made eye contact. “Bruce fucked her too, and she wants sex with me as well?” “Did you enjoy the show?” Adrianna croaked. “What?!?” With such a simple solution in mind, my thoughts returned to the present moment. “Yea they’re pretty hot!” Amy said. In a hidden sheath inside the neck of the tunic at his back was a throwing dagger. I kick the chair out of the way and tell you to part your legs. Mommy said with an airy voice. It was exactly 12 minutes later when her father shouted up stairs, “Mitchie get your butt down here, Mrs Smith from next door has kindly agreed to look after you for the day & overnight.” We created civilization. ARE THOSE BABIES FOR REAL?" she questioned the size of Pinkie's magnificent breasts. He smiled and then he laughed. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously. The worry, for me, is that I liked it. I conveyed. Jim turned back and with his typical sarcasm.
  • Arnial lived a quiet life with her husband Thrimdal, she gave up the sword and settled in living as an herbal healer. She found that living a simple life with him was the peace she had truly needed in her life, she even gave up using her glamour to hide her scars. She gave birth to his children having four in the first few years of their lives together. They called them Valoria (Daughter), Arn (daughter), Galatea (daughter), and Tiri (Daughter) all with hair of gold like their father with eyes blue as sapphires. The four grew up learning healing from Arnial and archery from their father. They taught them all they knew before the four left in turn to go join the rest of the elves watched over by Thranduil. Their daughters were already adults and left the nest by the time Arnial gave birth to one more child this time a son called Thrimdal II. He was the only of their children to take after their mother hair a fiery red with eyes like emeralds. A son to carry his father's name and when he was old enough Arnial gave him her sword. Thrimdal II went out into the world just as his sisters before him with all the knowledge of his parents before him. Though he would visit Thranduil and his sisters he was born to wander the world just as his mother had once done in her youth. He was in a town of man when he came across a grey haired dwarf whose stormy eyes watched him closely. The dwarf asked him while he was in the inn who his parents might be and he gave the names without worry. "I thought so," the dwarf said "I knew your mother once. You have her look about you." "I don't believe she ever mentioned you." Thrimdal said "Nor my father of you." "Never met your father by the time your mother married we were no longer on speaking terms." he said dismissively coughing into his hand. "Who are you?" "Names don't matter now, just an old dwarf. I should have loved her, truly loved her but I was a fool." he said chuckling. "I wish I could have seen her one more time, tell her I'm sorry. I became so bitter and hateful, now my years are coming to an end soon and all I feel anymore is regret. Regret at the man I was, at the man I might have been. So many bad memories." Clay climbed up in the cab and Tom moved past me to sit up in the front with Clay. Willie, what the hell are you doing?” “That’s awesome, thanks Kavita. She had no idea what to do. Just let it happen . . . "How about I write you up for stealing my time, Dwight." Tina knelt and started licking Alex's pussy. Though it excited her a little, she was scared and kept quiet. “Are you sure you want to do this?” This time it happened to be him at the bottom on this problem. "Do you think I could spend the night here with you tonight? Just some time to wrap my head around this.” “Oh that's not a problem,I have an App on my phone that lets you register new girls, it's all very quick and easy.” he grinned as he fished for his phone. James could sense Lilith's sad nostalgia and felt bad for bringing up another obviously painful subject. She went to put the dress on over her bra and panties and had to stop her. What’s going on here?” “We're high school sweethearts,” she said. “It will give my husband and I time to discuss this matter in private before he gives you a decision.” Then, one day, I went over, and it felt like everything had changed.