I'm the curious sort, and once I've started a story, no matter how offensive, I can't stop reading...lol. I've toyed with the idea of responding to an...ad for a D/s relationship, but never could make myself go through with it. It just seemed too desperate and lame to me. All my favorite stories were of loving gentle men that trained submissive women to love their own body, and they truly wanted to bring their lover to new heights of ecstasy. The man of my fantasies would care about me, and think. And even when you're not in a particularly lusty mood, it's hard to turn down a needy woman when she's rubbing her nipples against you and grabbing your crotch. It was very inconvenient.I'd never known a woman as hot to trot as Aggie. She was obsessed with sex. On the nights she slept over, I'd all too often awaken early to find her tightly clutching my morning erection and -- full bladder or not -- be compelled to stick it right into her. In public, she'd pull me over into a semi-concealed. So I stood up and dropped my pants and made a ridiculous pose for the girls before grabbing my beer and sitting down opposite both of them. “Steph they’re both naked.” Sarah whispered to her sister. “Oh wow I hope we both have bodies like that when we get older.” Sarah said as she just stared at her naked mother and aunt. “We will. I mean hell we’re already pretty close to that.” Steph knew how good her and her little sister looked, and today has only made that confirmation stronger. “Oh my. I lay down on that sofa for a few min and-and made a plan and told her that I am going to the top floor and will sleep only a bit late. Told good ni8.I knew she will come to sleep in an hour. So I kept the door opened and played music in loud noise an; also kept the camera in the recording mode and kept my pant zip opened so that when I get a hardon my penis will come out through there and I pretend as if as I am asleep.But unfortunate I went into deep sleep and forgot to spy on her. After few.