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How does a miniskirt, heels, and darts figure together?

Well a couple of years ago my now exboyfriend wanted me to come over. We thought it would be hot if we setup something like a booty call. So I came over to his house wearing a super short hot pink skirt. Actually the “skirt” was a tube top, so as a skirt it went from my waist to barely cover my ass. On top I wore a sleeveless deep vneck black shirt.

He opened the door and was speechless seeing me dressed like that. I walked past him. I sat on a chair in the kitchen and asked him what he wanted to do. He just shrugged and looked at me. I spread my legs and leaned forward with hands on my knees.

“I’m sure you can think of something, Michael.”

He just kept staring at me.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Do you like how my hair is curled?”

“Uh…no… its just that…. eh… ummm….. Jennifer, you look so… slutty…”

“Oh yeah… well thats what I was hoping for. This is what you wanted right?”

“Yeah but I can’t believe you actually did it. I feel overdressed.” He was wearing jeans and the F&M tshirt I bought for him when we first started dating. I love how soft it is from being washed over and bedava bahis over.

“Are you nervous? About it not being anything romantic? Just straight fucking and then I go home? I know it’s different, but we both want this, right?”

“Uh…. yeah” he said with some hesitation.

“Tell you what baby. Lets go in the basement and play darts. That always relaxes you.” And with that I walk past the den and open the door to the basement. He just stands there and continues to stare at me.

“Jesus, what now, Michael??”

“Your skirt… I can see your ass cheeks, Jennifer.”

“Hahaha… you say that like it’s a bad thing. C’mon. Let’s go.” I lead him into the basement. “Shall we place a wager as usual?”

“Uh, sure. Each round I win, you strip. If I win the game you bend over and don’t ask questions.”

“Fair enough,” I say smiling.

We begin the game and he goes first. Michael is an avid dart player so all three of his darts land very close to the bullseye. I’m not a bad player myself, but it’s time to turn up the heat a little.

I step up to the line and throw lightly so that it bounces off the board and falls to the concrete floor. I do the same thing with casino siteleri the next two. I seductively shift my hips.

“I guess my game isn’t too good today,” I comment with a mischievous gleam in my eyes. I walk slowly to the board to retrieve my darts, making sure to exaggerate the sway of my hips with each step. When I reach the board, I bend over at the waist oh so slowly to pick up each dart. This totally exposes my pussy to him a mere three feet away.

I hear him gasp as he realizes that I’m not wearing any panties. Not even a thong.

I raise my head and turn around to look at him. “I guess you win this round.”

“Yeah. Strip!”

I walk back to where he’s standing. I pull my shirt over my head and seductively rub my tits against his chest. And so the game continues. He wins each round and is rewarded with me flashing my bare, smooth shaven pussy when I go to pick up my fallen darts in addition to more clothing being removed. By the third and final round I’m totally naked except for my three inch heels.

I walk up to him and rub my naked body up and down against his, which is still fully clothed. Without him having to remind me, I turn around and grind bahis siteleri my ass into his crotch. I can feel how hard he is. I sigh softly in anticipation, bending over at the waist slowly.

He thrusts two fingers into my pussy, which is dripping wet. He moves them in and out fast, making me pant. He knows I love to have my pussy fingered like that. His fingers disappear for a moment and I hear him unzipping his jeans. then I feel his thick cock dive into my juicy pussy.

“Ungh… put your hands against the wall, Jennifer…. yeah like that… god your pussy feels so good.”

He reaches around to pinch my nipples hard and before I know it I’m cumming in spasms all over his hard cock, squirting so much I feel it running down my thighs.

“Ohhhhhhh…. yesssss…. Tell me how good it feels, Michael! Fuck me harder, baby!” It’s a good thing we’re in the basement and the neighbors cannot hear us moaning and groaning.

He thrusts deep one last time, and I feel his cock throbbing, spurting his cum into me. Still buried inside me, he rests his chest on my back for a few minutes.

When our breathing returns to normal, I pull away from him. I quickly put my clothes back on and walk back upstairs, leaving him in the basement. I yell down the stairs, “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

As I drive back to campus, I feel his cum leaking out of my messy pussy and wonder how I’m going to explain the stain on the seat of my roommate’s car.

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Birthday Present

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The anticipation was killing her. All day long Jujou had been slaving away in the house. Cooking, cleaning, and making absolutely sure that everything was perfect for tonight’s birthday celebration. She’d even gone so far as to mow the lawn so everything would be just right when he came home tonight. The delicious aroma of baking chicken filled the air, the kitchen positively gleamed, the dining room table was set for a king, the bathroom looked brand new and in the bedroom she’d put out the crisp new sheets he’d brought home the day before as well as scented candles. All was ready for his return.

As the hands on the clock neared 6:30 she knelt naked by the door, hands hovering an inch above her knees, palms up and went over the plan in her head once again. He would arrive at 6:30 precisely as he always did and as the key turned in the door, she would look down between her lovely ivory thighs at his pussy and wait for him to acknowledge her existence by placing his hand on top of her head and ruffling her beautiful red hair. Once he sat down she would bring him his after work glass of bourbon on the rocks and then remove his shoes and socks. A nice long foot massage would put him in the right mood and at his signal she would undo his pants and give him a vigorous blowjob, just the way he liked it. Once she’d swallowed down his cum, it was off to the showers where she would gently yet thoroughly bathe and groom her master from head to toe, dry him off, put on his robe and then off to the dining room for a sumptuous feast of his favorite dishes while she alternated serving him and kneeling at his feet.

After dinner it would be off to the bedroom where she would serve her Master’s “other” appetites until at last he drifted gently off to sleep. At least that’s how things usually happened but, but today was different. Today there was a birthday to be celebrated. Gifts were to be opened!

She stole a glance to the gift wrapped box that had arrived in the mail today with great excitement and anticipation. The sudden sound of the key in the door woke Jujou from her day dreams. Her head fell forward and she looked down at her red haired pussy…his pussy. When the door opened he walked in to see his lovely slave sitting in a position of perfect servility and he smiled. “How lucky am I” he porno said as he tussled her amazing red locks, “to be served by such a wonderful slave as this?”

He let out a contented sigh as he sat and she handed him his drink. “Yes, lucky as can be” he thought as the cold fire of the bourbon warmed his insides and Jujou quietly removed his shoes and socks. The foot massage was wondrous and all of the day’s worries fell away as he sunk deeper into the comfortable sofa in a state of bliss. When Jujou’s talented lips and tongue went to work on his long cock her master sighed quietly and let her work her magic.

After a while she knew it was time. She daintily wiped his cum from her lips, took him by the hand and pulled him gently toward the bathroom but…he resisted! “I have an idea” He said as he pulled her back and wrapped his strong arms lovingly around her. “Since this is a birthday celebration and the food smells absolutely fantastic, why don’t we eat first?”

“She smiled and silently nodded her assent as she steered him to lavishly set table. He sat and his eyes widened as Jujou set the wonderful dinner, straight from the oven before him. For the next half hour she served his every need, even pausing to wipe his full lips with a damasked napkin.

“Simply exquisite!” He said as he finished the last swallow of wine from his glass. “I believe I’m ready for my bath now.” As she rose to escort him down the hall way, he turned to her and said, “Please bring the gift with you, let’s open it after my bath.”

She drew the bath as he relieved himself and then proceeded to undress him but, her eyes kept drifting to the gift that sat upon the vanity top.

His tub was a large sunken affair like something from an old movie about Ancient Rome. It was so large that she could get in with him with plenty of room to spare and wash him thoroughly, just the way he liked it. When the bath was done he stood and she wiped him dry then wrapped him in a plush white towel. It was at that point that he said, “Why don’t you get the gift let’s see what’s inside…eh?”

With great anticipation the beautiful red head took the gift and brought it to him. He indicated that she should sit next to her on the edge of the great tub and laughed slightly as her eyes widened in surprise. This WAS anime porno a special day! She handed him the gift but he refused her offer saying only “I think you should be the one to open it.”

Her smile was so bright you could have read a book in the dark as she tore into the wrapping paper but it faded to a look of curiosity as the box within was reviled.

As she held the heavy box before her face, her eyes widened in recognition and her lips formed a silent “Oh”.

“I told you from the beginning that this day would come and now, you have to make a choice. Total commitment to me or back out on the streets tonight. I’ll give you 30 seconds to decide.”

They were the longest 30 seconds of Jujou’s life but, in the end she bowed her head and offered him the box in supplication. The die was cast. There would be no turning back, not now…not ever.

He opened the box and began setting up. He unwound cords, laid out instruments and setup an odd looking machine that looked almost like the tea water heater that sat on the kitchen counter.

Then, faster than Jujou had expected He said, “I’m ready. Let’s begin.”

The loud pop that accompanied switching on the electric clippers unnerved her and she almost bolted from the room. Only by super human effort did she remain seated and calm. When he pressed the clippers to her forehead and pushed them back through her beautiful red hair she almost threw up. The voices in her head screamed at her “RUN!” “NO, DON’T LET HIM DO THIS!” but, she didn’t listen, couldn’t listen. And so, pass by evil pass, her master Took from her the last possession of real value, her beauty. In a mere 10 minutes, he took from her something that she had spent years cultivating, something that she was sure would never be the same again. As He took the last lock of red from her scalp the clippers fell silent. He placed his fingers beneath her chin and raised her tear streaked face to his. “Beautiful” he whispered, “Almost perfect…” He set the clippers gently upon the deck and picked up the soap bowl. Whipping it’s contents vigorously into a stiff foam, he smiled at the look of total despair upon her face. “I know, I know but, this is all in your best interest. Once all that lovely hair is gone, you wont have to worry about being arap porno tempted by all those young studs that follow you around every where you go and I wont have to worry about you straying. Your wings are clipped as they say.”

Slowly He spread the foam over Jujou’s stubble covered head, massaging it in and ensuring that every inch of her scalp was covered. She only looked up when she heard the distinct “Scrape, scrape, scrape” of the straight razor being stropped. The next sensation was that of the razor scraping away what little remained of her once beautiful red hair.

Then, just when she thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse he dabbed a bit foam upon her perfect eyebrows and moments later, they too were gone.

“Now,” her Master announced, “let’s take care of the other end!”

She groaned audibly as he made his pronouncement, the only noise she had made since the day five years ago when she had pledged herself to be his slave forever. He smiled broadly at her, knowing that this was the only thing he’d done to her that had wrested even a peep from her lovely lips. He even had the audacity to hum a little ditty (whistle while you work) as he covered her bush with foam and began to shave it into oblivion.

At long last, Jujou’s ordeal was over. He stepped back and walking around her took a moment to admire his work.

“Well!” He said with a shit eating grin, “Not Bad! Not bad at all! I guess it’s no more surfer boys for you…eh my dear?”

She hung her hairless head in dejected shame as he continued his inspection, poking, prodding and invading even her most intimate places in search of missed hairs . “This will do for now I guess.” he said. “Later on we’ll shave off the rest…arms, legs, arm pits, anywhere else I can find hair. Guess I’ll have to shave you every day from now on. After all, stubble sucks. Might even check into making the look permanent if I decide I like it enough.”

He wiped the extra foam from her smooth skin and led her to the fresh and clean bedroom where he proceeded to fuck her hard and then fucked her some more. When he was finished and she’d cum more times than she could count he put his foot against her butt and unceremoniously pushed her off the bed.

“You’re a true slave now” He said as she looked up at him from the floor in utter surprise. “From now on, unless I’m fucking you, you sleep on the floor like a dog.”

He turned off the light and as she settled down to sleep on the hard cold floor she thought, “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had!”

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