1. Helens Night In


    Date: 10/29/2014, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: biguybyc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    It is Wednesday evening in November, about 6.15pm. Helen is walking back from the bus stop to her small flat on the outskirts of Bristol. She is a slim, (but not skinny) attractive 34 year old, well dressed as she is just returning from work in the centre of the city, where she is head of IT for a firm of accountants (the rest of the IT department consists of one spotty youth, Steve, who is just about capable of cleaning a mouse). She is tense with anticipation, as this is the first evening she has had at home alone since her period finished on Friday. At the weekend she visited her parents, Monday evening was taken up with meeting a software supplier, and yesterday was her technology evening class – so useful for making some of the little items she uses in her other pursuit. Consequently she has only had time for the occasional short masturbation session. She opens the flat door, remembering that the f****y upstairs are away for the week, and Mrs Oakley on the ground floor is very deaf, so it does not matter how much noise she makes. Entering her neat flat she draws the curtains – its so handy at this time of year, as no one comments on the closing of curtains at 6pm – turns on the lights, and turns the heating up. Going to the bathroom she removes her clothes, hanging her grey jacket and skirt up neatly on the hanger previously placed there, putting her bra and tights in the laundry basket, removing her knickers and sucking the crotch. “I’ve been dribbling all afternoon”, ...
    she thinks “I hope that Mr. Dunstall didn’t notice how much difficulty I was having concentrating on his discussion about the new software this afternoon!” After consuming all the tasty juices, and running a finger between her legs for seconds, she inspected her body in the full length mirror. Without clothes she is still attractive, although the very critical might suggest that her nose was a little large, and her breasts were possibly a little small. She inspects her breasts closely. There are some faint parallel lines on them, where the skin is whiter than the rest. “Just as well no one else is going to see these for awhile”, she muses “ Though a session in the tanning booth would quickly get rid of these marks.” Walking back naked to the kitchenette she makes a cup of instant coffee – black, no sugar. Picking up the mug she dips her right nipple into the hot water. A frisson of pain makes her moan quietly, and her nipples swell. She repeats the action with the left nipple. The pain reminds her of the last boyfriend James. Sex with men had always been rather unfulfilling. If she was lucky, one orgasm, then finish. Then James had started to bite her nipples hard, giving her huge orgasms. This set her off onto a journey of self exploration, resulting in the dismissal of James some 6 weeks later and the last 3 years of wonderful self satisfaction. She sits and drinks her coffee. She finds it so liberating being naked, and wonders if the people she works with realise that she ...
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