Kidnap Incorporated : Mitsy (part 4)

John regains consciousness, finding himself on a large bed, firmly attached to the bed post. He swallows nervously, expecting the worst, realizing the kidnappers had sussed his ransom scam.

“Mr Conner. At last we meet face to face”

Tyron, walks into the room flanked by Maya and Tiana.

“You are going to learn a hard lesson that nobody ever double crosses me. By the end of today, you will return the ransom money you have stolen from me. Of that I am sure.
In return, we shall free your wife ... once I have finished ... fucking her. That is the price you will pay, Mr Conner. You will watch me fuck your wife.”

As he talks, Maya and Tiana undress him, freeing his long, thick cock, letting it swing and rise between his legs,

“As you can see, your wife is going to need your support during this ordeal.”

Before John can reply, two bodyguards drag his naked but gagged wife into the room, throwing her down onto the other side of the bed. They pull Mitsy's legs up, stretching them wide apart.
Tyron walks around the bed, positions himself between her legs, and, in one fluid movement, pushes his thick cock head into her pussy. Behind the gag, Mitsy lets out a strangled cry; her body squirming and stiffening, but held firmly in place by the two bodyguards.



John thinking the worst, believes his wife in pain; her dry pussy impaled on that oversized cock. Tyron knows better – Mitsy's dripping cunt has finally given her the mind-blowing orgasm she's been craving for the last two days. But Tyron has no intention of correcting John's misunderstanding.

“John, lean over here, and suck your wife's clit. Otherwise, she's going to experience serious pain as I push the rest of this cock in”.

Mitsy almost giggles.

John goes pale, but leans over Mitsy's body nonetheless. Tyron's cock looks even more intimidating this close up, and the musky smell fills his senses. John licks hard on her clit, hoping to create some wetness to lubricate the passing of this cock. But, in reality, Mitsy needs no help whatsoever, as Tyron pushes 9 inches of cock into virgin territory.Then without pause, he relentlessly fucks Mitsy, with long, deep strokes.

Misty screams “YESSS .. I LOVE THIS COCK ... FUCK ME HARDER, HARDER !!!”

Luckily for her, the gag prevents anyone from understanding anything beyond a muffled gurgling.

After what seemed an eternity of fucking, Tyron finally comes, depositing copious amounts of sperm into Mitsy's quivering pussy. He rips her gag off, and Mitsy, as previously planned, lets out a long cry.

“NOOO !! These bastards confiscated my birth control pills, and now my pussy is full of his sperm. John do something .. I don't want this bastard rapist making me pregnant!!”

Mitsy spins around on the bed, and positions her cum soaked pussy before her husband.

“Quick, lick it all out!! Please, do this for me!! I want this bastard's sperm out of my body .. NOW !!”

Mitsy, grabs her husband's head, and pulls in down onto her gaping pussy.

An evil grin spreads across her face, as she hears the unmistakable sound of her husband swallowing down Tyron's warm cum.

Things are going to certainly change in the Conner household...

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Kidnap Incorporated : Mitsy (part 3)

Tyrone watched Mitsy's exploits on the CCTV screen, and smiled inwardly. His psychological profiles were rarely wrong. Each potential victim, and her immediate family, were studied and investigated for months, before any kidnap decision was taken. During their period in captivity, the victim's wildest fantasies would be realized. Once the multinational insurance companies paid the ransom, the following investigations soon ground to a halt – liberated wives (in all senses of the word) of corporate big shots rarely wished their kidnappers to be caught.

In certain cases, once the media attention died down, Tyrone's people would re-establish contact with those victims where an obvious yearning to relive their experiences was evident. In exchange for continued access to Tyrone's facilities, the women would report on potential new victims. This underground network of housewife informers, established in the various westerner country clubs, contributed heavily to Tyrone's success.

In Mitsy's case, a close friend (and prior Tyrone victim) had correctly profiled her tendencies. Her domineering corporate climber of a husband had, over the years, pushed Mitsy into a submissive role. His imposed sense of normality had stymied Mitsy's natural sexual curiosity. Thus, Tyrone had correctly chosen the appropriate tactics to begin liberating Mitsy's sexuality. In fact, he suspected hidden depths to Mitsy .. not convinced the submissive role truly suited her...

Which may well suit his need, given the current difficulties with her husband, John. He had insisted on managing the ransom negotiations directly himself, so as to inflate the kidnapper's demands, siphoning off the difference into his own off-shore account.

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“The little SHIT !!! I cannot believe he's making money out of my kidnapping!” screamed Mitsy, having seen Tyrone's recorded footage of hubby John's double dealing.

“Well, perhaps I can suggest a suitable form of revenge, Mrs Conner, that will no doubt appeal to your true nature.”

Maya and Tiana, ever present, went down on their knees, unzipped Tyrone's suit trousers, freeing the largest and most beautiful cock Mitsy had ever seen.

As Maya and Tiana sensually licked and sucked his cock, Tyrone explained his plan, lingering over the erotic details and the intended psychological impacts on her husband.

By the end of his explanation, a smile had formed across Mitsy's face, and a creeping dampness filled her pussy.

“Let's do it..”





For the next two days, as per Tyrone's instructions, Mitsy was brought to a fever-pitch state of arousal. Maya and Tiana organised session after session of erotic adventure, where in each case Mitsy was brought to the brink of orgasm, but not allowed to climax. And totally deprived of hard cocks and the hard fuck she so desperately craved. The nights passed slowly, Misty unable to play with her dripping cunt, as Tyrone's plan, and his beautiful cock, played on her mind.

Kidnap Incorporated : Mitsy (part 2)

Mitsy was lying on a long table, her arms handcuffed to metal bars running down the sides.
Tiana at the head of the table, and Maya at the foot, were massaging oils into her freshly washed and shaven body. An entrancing, rhythmic music filled the room. Candles lit the immediate space around the table, giving a dance of light and shadow.

Mitsy had given up all pretence of resistance, and began to immerse herself in the erotic experience – unashamedly letting her body react to their attentions. “Anyhow”, she rationalised, “what else can I do?”

Maya and Tiana, noticing the subtle change, began to slowly move their massage from the realms of sensual to sexual. Tiana ran her oily fingers over Mitsy's breasts, circling slowly her taut nipples, whilst Maya began to rub oil into her inner thighs, slowly pushing her legs apart, Her hands slid over the soft, shaven skin, passing within millimetres of the engorged, wet pussy.

Tiana leaned over Mitsy's body, grasped her ankles, pulled her legs backwards, upwards and outwards, resting her feet on a metal bar running above the table. Then Mitsy heard a sharp “click” as leg cuffs attached her firmly in place. She shivered at the thought of her pussy and ass hole, stretched, wet and open, in front Maya. The bottom half of the table folded away, leaving Maya free access to her mistress.



Maya, on her knees, lowered her head, and began slowly ... ever so slowly, to lick Mitsy's quivering pussy, with long timed strokes, in perfect rhythm to the music.

Tiana, nibbling a ear lobe, whispered “Look into the shadows ... Don't be frightened .. They are here for your pleasure and nothing more .. Say the word and they will leave”
Mitsy looked into the shadows to her left, and saw the vague outline of a well-muscled, naked man. His face was hidden in the shadows, but Mitsy could clearly see his cock hanging between his legs. Mitsy gasped at the sight. Even limp it was already longer and thicker than her husband's dick.

The man took a step forward; his movements timed perfectly with the rhythm of the music. Mitsy could see clearer his cock, but his face remained a mystery. Long veins run down its thick, black shiny length, ending at a large bulbous cock head. The cock twitched, raising itself slowly half erect, revealing beneath huge, shaven balls.

Again, Tiana whispered in her ear, “ They are here for your pleasure and nothing more .. Say the word and they will leave .. say nothing, and they continue”

Tiana raised slightly Mitsy's head so she could see a second man approaching from further away, his glorious cock pointing directly at her exposed pussy. The rhythmic music repeated itself, and he took one step forward. Tiana then lowered and held Mitsy's head, so that she could no longer see either man slowly approaching.

Soon, she felt a heavy, semi-erect cock lying on her face, and smooth balls rubbing against her cheek. Tiana took the cock in her hands, and began to slowly rub it back and forth over Mitsy's face, letting her breath in the musk from this beautiful manhood.



Maya chose that moment to pour a strongly scented oil over the exposed pussy. Mitsy gasped as slowly but surely a burning, itching sensation engulfed her pussy. The oil slowly worked its way down to her puckered ass hole, causing the sensation to spread. Mitsy began to pant, desperately needing to relieve the tension in her cunt, but unable to free her hands or legs.
Maya smiled, and slowly pushed an oily finger into Mitsy's ass hole. This hardly helped to relieve mounting tensions, just driving the burning, itching sensation deep into her ass.

Then she felt a large presence pushing up against her cunt - the second man had finally reached her. Mitsy remembered the instructions : “Say the word and they will leave .. say nothing, and they continue”.

She opened her mouth in anticipation, as suddenly the rhythmic music repeated itself, the unknown man edged his hips slightly forward, and pushed his huge cock head into her quivering cunt. “OOHHH MMY GOD” Mitsy's back arched, her legs and arms tensing against their restraints, as a huge, long overdue orgasm shook her body.

The man remained immobile, until the rhythmic music repeated itself once again, and another inch of black cock slid into her pussy, stretching it as never before.

Mitsy turned her head to the side, and Tiana, ever vigilant, moved the second cock down to Mitsy's open mouth. Mitsy sucked on the cock greedily, salivating over the bulbous head, glad finally to find a means to vent her pent up frustration.

Again and again, the rhythmic music repeated itself, and inch after inch of thick cock slid into her tight pussy. Maya licked her cunt and clit to relieve the tightness, whilst Tiana whispered in her ear the number of inches being buried in her cunt “ 4 .. 5 .. 6 ... 7 ... 8”.



Just as Mitsy's cunt felt stuffed and stretched to the limit, the final inch slide in.
Thereafter, upon each rhythmic beat, the man would flex his cock, causing sensations to ripple through Mitsy's dripping cunt.

“That is the limit of his pleasuring for tonight, Mistress. Only once he is satisfied your pussy is sufficiently stretched will he begin to fuck you properly. Perhaps tomorrow”

Mitsy groaned with anticipation, venting once again her pent-up frustration on the cock in front of her mouth.

Kidnap Incorporated : Mitsy (part 1)

Tyrone Moore ran a successful kidnapping outfit in Central Africa.
Nothing exceptional really; kidnapping rich Western businessmen was rapidly becoming a national support. However, upon closer examination a number of factors puzzled the local authorities – Tyrone only seemed to kidnap the wives of rich businessmen (probably an easier prey) and these women once united with their families, were unable, or unwilling, to reveal the slightest detail concerning their period of captivity. Apart from the fact, they all claim to have been treated “like queens”. Stockholm syndrome no doubt..

Another factor that puzzled the authorities was the local population's (feigned) ignorance as to “Tyrone's” real identity. In a country where dollars could buy almost anything, the authorities offers for reward were left unclaimed.

= * =

The twenty by twenty room was bare, except for the wooden pole, situated in the centre, that went from floor to ceiling. Against the pole, was a wide cushioned seat, upon which was slumped a petite blonde woman.

Mitsy groaned as she slowly regained conciousness. She opened her eyes and looked around her strange surroundings. Attempting to move, she discovered her arms were handcuffed to the wooden pole.

“What the hell?” Mitsy cried.

Slowly, her sluggish memories bubbled to the surface. She last remembered being in the Plaza café, ordering a gin & tonic from that charming black bartender... and then, nothing ....

Mitsy was roused from her thoughts as the metal door swung open. A tall, muscled African entered the room, followed closely behind by two beautiful local women.

“Good Evening, Mrs Conner”, said Tyrone, in a deep lilting African accent.

“I regret to inform you that you have been kidnapped. But please, rest assured, no harm will befall you. Assuming your husband's company pays the ransom promptly, you'll soon be back with your family.”

Mitsy looked up to her kidnapper, tears running down her cheeks. “But why me ? What have I done?”

Tyrone lowered his face and replied softly

“Mrs Conner, this is a poor country, and its people need money to survive. Consider me, a modern day Robin Hood. I take from the rich, and give to the poor of my tribe. I tell you this, so that you understand that I am not just some common criminal. You have nothing to fear from me. In fact, handcuffs aside, we shall endeavour to make your stay as pleasurable, and .... as memorable as possible.”

Mitsy looked into his soft dark eyes and felt compelled to believe him.

“Please understand that we cannot risk to remove your handcuffs, and therefore these two women, Maya and Tiana, during your stay, shall bath you and cloth you. Although, being a Westerner, you are unaccustomed to such attentions, please do not be concerned. These women and their ancestors before them perpetuate our tribal traditions .. and during your stay you will be treated with the honours of a tribal queen”.

Mitsy felt there was undertones to the conversation beyond her reach.

“Tribal Queen” she thought, “shit, this may well be memorable”

= * =

The two women escorted Mitsy to a nearby room, with a large bath, full of hot, steaming water.
Humming gently, they began to slowly undress Mitsy. Given her handcuffs, some of her clothes were cut from her body.

Mitsy felt vulnerable and embarrassed, naked in front of these two strangers. As if understanding her, Maya whispered into her ear “Please, do not worry. We are here to serve you, not to harm you”. And then, Tiana and Maya, let their own clothes fall to the floor.

Mitsy, for some reason unknown to her, shuddered, as her eyes fell upon these two naked women. Their young bodies were taut, their breasts full and buttocks firm, and their dark skin a deep black. This provided a stunning contast to Misty's petite, white silhouette.

Taking each a handcuffed arm, they lowered Mitsy into the warm soapy waters. Taking care not to let Mitsy's head slip under the water, the two women began to wash her tired body, humming gently as they worked. Mitsy's apprehension soon evaporated under their gentle attentions, learning to enjoy the sensation of helplessness. As Maya washed gently between her thighs, Tiana soaped her small breasts with loving care.

Misty watched the two women, who seemed totally devoted to their tasks, showing neither shame nor embarrassment.

Mentally, Misty smiled to herself .. “Tribal Queen, be dammed ..”

To be continued ...

In public

Thirty has always been excited by the risk of being seen ...


This French woman below (no, its not Thirty) seems to have no fear whatsoever ..
bravo, for a very sexy set of photos.

Some old sex re-runs

Digging through our photo collection, we came up with the following.
We don't think they've been previously published on this blog .. so enjoy.

This photo appeared briefly in June 06, and is one of our favourites

As for the following, what more could a husband hope to see on a wet, windy, winter's evening ?

Recommended viewing

I must admit I'm a big fan of Camille ...

G-Spot technique

I was surfing on xtube, and came across this little gem : G-Spot Orgasm Instructional

You may need to sign up for a free account in order to view the clip, which shows a technique for partners who wish to stimulate their loved one's G-Spot.

The technique looked interesting, and on the video it seemed to work.

So, to the bedroom .... and surprise, surprise - Thirty did really enjoy it.

We live and learn ... even when we're nearly forty :-)

Reviewed

Having been out of blogland for some time now, we were pleasantly suprised to find an email from SexyBlogReviews.

Without any suprises, they found Thirty rather hot (so do I, but then I biased :-).

But also, they enjoyed our writing (poor English and all)..

What nice people.......

Sex, Toys & Suction Cups

Regular readers of this blog will know we enjoy playing with a dildo or two..

But strangely enough, it was only after seeing these photos on VoyeurWeb that I gave some thought to the suction cup on the bottom of Thirty's (monster) dildo ... Hmm

So, fertile and dirty imagination I have ... and game for some sex-fun Thirty is ..

That night, Thirty's trusty dildo found itself suckered onto the bed headboard.

Thirty, on all fours, slowly sucking my cock, got slowly pushed backwards until she backed up onto the waiting cock. Needless to say, the idea of being filled from both ends soon got Thirty's undivided attention. As soon as the thick cockhead disappeared into her, Thirty began to move backwards and forwards .. backwards onto her dildo, forwards to suck my cock.

Before long, Thirty began to loose all control, slobbering and sucking my cock, as she rode through her orgasm...

All good fun :-)