Firsttime

This story contains adult content and should not be made available to minors or be read by anyone who is offended by sexual materials. Feel free to repost this story as long as it is in an appropriate place for the content and as long as this disclaimer remains with it. After a short walk from where the taxi had dropped her at the curb, Kristen was stepping into her dorm for the first time. Her mothers will had provided her and her sisters with the majority of the insurance money to be used for college. Kristen had excellent records in high school and was accepted at a prominent college. A mistake in processing had provided her with the best dorm on campus. By the time the mistake was discovered, all of the general housing was gone and they let her keep it for the same price. As she made her way through the building, she was feeling a little out of her league. Knocking on the door to her room, a tall beautiful woman answered the door. Already feeling a little meek by the whole experience of leaving home for the first time, she was a little disappointed that her roommate was so hot. Part of her wished for someone homely looking and less intimidating. ...

Liz’s pussy was sore, but each throb recalled the pleasure. Pictures, sensation, smell, taste. She pulled the covers over her head to block out the voices of her parents downstairs. She was alone in her bedroom, just her in the dark. Just her with her wickedness. Her mind wandered over the events of the day. She’d first met Mick at a friend’s place. She was sitting at the kitchen table when he wandered in, covered in grease. He’d been working on the old wreck in the garage, just helping out. He plonked himself down and swung his feet up on a chair, before giving her a meaningful glance. ...

I am sure when we look back into our past there are little skeleton’s lurking out there that at the time we wish we had not gotten involved in, but as we all know it is part of growing up, the story below is quite true and one of my very earliest sexual experiences, I am sure that others reading Gromet’s magnificent site have similar stories to tell. When I was still at school I had this boyfriend I believe I was his first girl friend, when I visited his house we used to go up to his room to play records, looking back he had very trusting parents indeed. We used to have the usual kiss and cuddle and this in time progressed to a quick feel of my mini boobs and stripping off, I was the sort of girl who thought she was fire proof and knew it all and believed I was in total control at all times as we all do plus being the dominant one. ...

(story continues from The Women of Latex Hills 2)_ 3. Tina’s First Time Vanessa looked at Tanya. “After that night, me and Penelope didn’t care for explanations. So that’s how we became lovedolls” she told Tanya. A knock came at the door, Melody stood up to answer. Vanessa played with her immobile lover’s toys to please her a bit. “Tanya, this is Jeremy, Tina’s husband” Melody presented him. He looked into the living room. ...

The story below is what every one wants who is into mummification. A personal helper who is willing to be trained to the standard required and beyond, so what ever your whim she will obey Part One I had always been into mummification so when my partner went away on business for sometimes a week or more I would resort to self bondage. Well it worked quite well for me to a point; I had several adventures from time to time by nearly being discovered by window cleaners and various tradesmen who called unexpectedly. But the real love of my life was Mummification either reading about it or being mummified myself and it is not the sort of thing you can advertise for in the British press, ...

A little story for you most of the readers are complaining its only the males that get pushed to the limit, well just to disappoint them this is the story of Wendy’s first time as a mummy and as I say at the end of the story “its all in the mind” Wendy’s a Mummy In one of my previous stories I mentioned Wendy, well to save you referring back to the story Wendy was a lady who dreamt of being mummified as in one of my stories. She lives not far from me a matter of ten minutes by car. We had discussed what each of us had done in the self bondage game and I realized she was serious about going a little further than most people, I explained I was well into mummification plus I enjoyed tormenting sexually my partner and a girl friend called Sue but not at the same time, ...