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  • With their dog-collars & leashes firmly in place , all were lead doggy-style to the washroom where each master urinated on their owned slaves Arthur took particular pleasure in pissing all over Sonia's tits ,face , hair for she was the biggest cocksucking slut of the group today . Covered in piss , Arthur emailed some pics to his stepdad Charles , who was now only a wimpy cuckold. He'd get a kicked out of seeing his slutty wife urinated on . ( should the xxx adventure continue THEN LEAVE SOME COMMENTS THANKS ) This story is about experiencing ”NRE or new relationship energy,” while in a primary relationship like I had/have with Jim. It also will be a story that will lead into new stories describing our polyamorous lifestyle over the past 24 years. Please keep in mind that I'm going to be very forthright about how I lesbo ”felt” and not so much how I thought, lesbians because while I was in this NRE I wasn't thinking. I was feeling. My thoughts are rarely linear or focused... well at least definitely not like men seem to be amateurs much of the time. I always carried many divergent points of view during our escapades. However, one foundational and generally ever present thought was how much I loved and adored Jim. I’ve always believed I could skip all this new sexuality and just enjoy living with him. But that’s not the road we chose. Our path led us to a place that included other people. Many other people. Part of it was quite stressful and at times something I could have easily given up, while most of it was full of treasured and wonderful experiences. Please believe me when I say that Jim was and still is my best friend, treasured and honored, and keep that in mind during this story. I’m not going to speak much about my strong marital feelings anymore in this story. Instead I’m going to share my more wanton side, my wild side, a side that took quite some time for me to “make friends with” and embrace. That side of me was ”exciting, confusing, and scary” for me and Jim and sometimes all three at the same time. So here it goes. My deepest foray into lust and excess and the freedom I had to enjoy it. —————- (Picking Up From Story #11) I remember Sharon walking up to me with the most visually striking woman in hand I had every seen. dyke Now I like beautiful women as much as lesb Jim does and we got to see so many of them that I had become quite accustomed and maybe a bit indifferent with seeing yet another beauty. Let me put it another way. I was so accustomed to beautiful women that I rarely sized myself up to them anymore or worried about how Jim would compare them to me. Now, if you have any idea how a woman’s mind works then you know, that's saying something substantial. Getting more confident around prettier faces or bigger breasts... well it took some time. I believe that change started as I began to accept the new found attraction I had for women. Acquiring that attraction also took some time, but eventually I arrived there. Somehow college that ”light just turned on” inside me and I started saying yes to the desires I felt for sexy women. His mom finally lesbo turns. He told me that I dyke might like to close my eyes. To me, it felt like a firehouse spraying every where in her ass. Almost as soon as Lucy started the car, Aaron felt a soft hand lift up his shirt and slide underneath his underwear college to grab his swollen cock. “LINDSEY??! He was lesb murmuring in his own, lesbians “I knew she was a slut, anyways what my business.” She amateurs was Elise, the owner of the farm. “She is a wicked, little skank, isn't she?” I asked how do the slaves get bathed and fed? She said Master takes care of that when he is here, I said so they have not been fed in four days and you have the keys? Sekhar changed to shorts and T shirt. The showers themselves were against the wall but the room was fairly sizable, and Neville picked another spot to clean himself off. She started working her hips in an elliptical motion.