1. Cloe's Fantasy Comes True


    Date: 2/25/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    One of my favorite things is to sit on my back porch swaying softly in the wooden swing my grandfather built. It's large enough for five people to sit shoulder to shoulder thigh to thigh. I love the times when my f****y comes together. My s****rs and I will laugh and swing for hours talking of boyfriends, husbands, and jobs. Tonight I am glad that I'm alone. My thoughts plague me. I'm the only daughter of five girls and three sons who is not married and raising a batch of c***dren of my own. I want to! I want the sweet normal life with babies and a husband. I already own my home nestled in the side of Mt Rainer. No close neighbors to worry about gives me the privacy I need to try and find who I am. I want to buy a dog, a Saint Bernard but I travel for my job and leaving it home alone for up to a week would be cruel. So I sit alone on my back porch swing, propped sideways, pillows cushioning my back a blanket d****d over my legs and hips. A sad sigh escapes from between my lips. &#034I am so normal!&#034 I shout inside my head. &#034All I want is normal. That's all I want!&#034 But I know normal leaves me empty. It leaves me disillusioned and unfulfilled. &#034Damn it!&#034 I had normal. I had that picture perfect life. A fiancé who adored and worshiped me. We had been together several months when he asked me to marry him. Of course, I'd said yes, I was in love. We planned our wedding. Six months and counting. That night I gave him my most treasured gift. He was gentle ...
    and sweet but afterwards I only felt hollow. The following months we made love often. I willingly gave him my body and mind but it soon became an act of required service. He tried to coax me into pleasure but I just couldn't respond. Three weeks before the wedding, we called it off. He was never cruel or bitter but his parting words hurt deeply. &#034There's no enjoyment Cloe in making love to a woman when she's not there making love with you.&#034 It has been two years and those words still ring through my head. Oh, it hurts so much to know the failure I am but it hurts even more knowing why. I can be so sexual, so hot and hungry but only in my mind. I can lay sprawled across my bed, my legs spread wide. My fingers soaking wet from my juices as I stroke my clit then plunge them hard deep inside me. I went to a store that sold adult things. I bought the largest dildo I could buy, clamps for my nipples too. When I am soaking wet and painfully throbbing I use them. Now here's my devastating secret. I imagine myself in submission while either a man or a woman often both, use me, use my body in shameful ways. I'm f***ed to do for them acts of submission so deep when not in the throes of lust I'm horrified I imagine them let alone want them. Just thinking of the fantasies has me wet and throbbing. I moan a plea of desperation. Not again, please let me become normal. I know though that I'll scream in orgasm only at with the fantasies of submission. I trail my hand up to my breast. ...
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