1. How One Experience Can Lead to an Addiction....


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Author: ChocFantasy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    When I was in college, I couldn't afford to fly home for the winter break. My friend &#034Mark&#034 offered to bring me home for the holidays. Mark lived locally and said that his f****y wouldn't mind if I spent the holidays with them. I had only met his parents twice and they seemed like a nice enough couple until I spent more time with them. Mark's mom, &#034Kate&#034, is white, blonde, and about 5'7&#034. Kate is a stay at home mom with an artsy side and she looks amazing. I'm black with a shaved head and expect this f****y to live Brady bunch style. Mark has two younger siblings (and boy and girl). Mark's father, Tom, flies for the airlines and is a type A personality on steroids. When I arrive at their home, I quickly learn that Tom rules the f****y with an iron fist. He barks out orders at Kate and the k**s like the drill sergeant from Full Metal Jacket. Everyone is on pins and needles when he comes in the room. Mark won't look his own father in the eye and neither does anyone else except me. Tom displays dominance in everything he does and expects immediate obedience without question. So on the first night I am at their home, grandma (Tom's mom) is coming to make dinner. I am warned by Mark that she is a horrible cook and it is just one of the traditions. The food is horrible and I only eat one serving. Tom insists that I have another serving and I decline. Mark looks at me, but again, I politely decline. Kate bales me out by suggesting we play a game that they ...
    usually play around the table. The problem with the game is that I win and Tom ALWAYS wins the game. After that dinner, Kate brushes against me as we pass each other in the house. At first, I don't think anything of it, but usually women are very good about avoiding touch in those situations.Kate brushed against me three more times that evening...always ass to dick...and I know that she felt how hard I was. We played another board that night and again, I beat Tom...Something that is not supposed to happen. Kate seemed happy, but the k**s all seemed scared about it. Tom was angry and left the room. He had a flight the next morning and went to be early. I sat and talked with Mark, Kate, and the other k**s until it got late. Kate put the k**s to bed and then she and Mark show me where I'll sl**p in the basement. When Mark leaves, Kate asks me if I want to see some of her artwork. As I pepper Kate with questions about her artwork it dawns on me that none of her work is displayed in the house (except the basement) and I ask her why...She tells me that I know that answer already and changes the subject. Nothing sexual happens, but she keeps touching me and asking me to tell her if I need anything. For the next two nights, she comes downstairs and we talk about her art and a variety of topics. Each of those nights, she comes to the basement after everyone is asl**p. Tom is not home because of his flight schedule. On the third night, Kate leaves and then comes back into the basement while ...
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