The Stolen Panties Part One: It's almost midnight, and I am laying here with a boner like none I've ever had. I am begging for my parents to go to bed for the night. Finally they do and when I'm sure they are down for the night I quietly climb out of my bed and steal my way over to the corner of my room. In my school bag I rummage around for the treasure that is hiding under my math book. Tara's panties. She's thirteen, four years younger than me but she's developing fast. Last year I noticed the changes, she shot up. The nothingness began to fill her shirt, soon she'll be wearing a bra but for now I am forever painfully aware of the buds poking through her tee shirts. She even smells different now and that's the part of her especially that drives me fucking crazy From biology I know what I’m smelling is pheromones, but oh my God. My neighbour Brad thinks I come over to his house everyday to hang out with him but really I go there to be close to her. Today I was using their bathroom. As I was doing my business my eyes wandered over to the laundry hamper, to the floor beside it where she'd haphazardly aimed a pair of her panties. They lay there wadded up, calling me. The thought that the last place they were before ending up on the floor was nestled up against her crotch made me bar up so instantly that I had to twist my hips, so that my knob wasn't scraped raw on the toilet seat as it inflated to its fullest. I stood up and gingerly imprisoned my pecker within my trousers. …
My Only Cock Since My Surgery
Well, as anyone knows that has written me knows I had female surgery a while ago and had a total reconstruction of my vagina and had the womb out and all in all, being a lesbian I do not care for me in bed at all. Well, there are actually two men I will never turn down and one is Daddy and the other is my brother/son, Mark. They are the only ones I trust and love so that is the end of that, do not ask to be with me guys, it will never happen. Well, anyway, Mark and his wife came over a lot whi;le I was laid up and Loni had finally gotten kncked up by Daddy and MArk was banging her like craze since her sex drive went through the roof when she tested pregnant. Well, they came to visit a couple weeks ago and she is beautiful. Her tits are leaking milk like crazy and are way beyond 42EEE. Her bra does not fit at all and she wears no panties ot very small thongs at best. She is so beautiful. Well, she and MArk came over on a Friday and I had to go out to take Dana to the airport to visit her family. I was going to be alone so Mark and Loni decided to stay with me. They came in as I was leaving and we all kissed, both of them kissing Dana although she kissed Loni deeper. I got back about 10 PM or so and they were sitting on the couch naked watching TV so I pulled off my clothes and joined them. They had some wine that they had been sipping and I poured me three quick glasses and drank them down. I sat next to Loni and my hand was on her leg right next to th wonderful "Y" that is …
Im being Blackmailed – Part 02
I'm being Blackmailed by Vanessa Evans All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place. Author’s Note All stories in the fictional section of my web site are my fantasies of what I would like to have happened to me. I never intended to write a sequel to ‘I’m being Blackmailed’ but my imagination has been working overtime on my desire to go through something like Claire has and I’ve had some ideas as to how Claire’s ‘blackmail’ could progress. V Part 02 ——— Hi, my name’s Claire, I’m 19 and I’m being blackmailed into being a slut. After everything that had happened to me the first time that I did something stupid at work you’d have thought that I would have learnt my lesson but I went and did another stupid thing. Just in case you didn’t read what happened to me here’s a quick summary: – I work as an office junior at a smallish electronic surveillance company and I did 2 stupid things, firstly I made a mistake on an invoice to a friend’s father that could have been mistaken for me trying to fiddle the books; and the second was to use the company’s internet to access porn sites. My punishment was to wear next to nothing at work and to slowly become the sex toy of all the workers there. After a while I got to enjoy it and really looked forward to the daily fucks and exposure to employees, visitors and the people from surrounding businesses. I guess that I got to enjoy it too much and I started to get complacent in my …
A Milf teaches younger Boy
Eva looked out her bedroom window. She had heard the gate to her driveway being opened. It was Jim, the son of her best friends Alice and Mike, arriving to mow her lawn. Eva was a fifty five year old widow, living alone on the outskirts of a small college town. Her husband Eddy had passed away three years previous. Eva was only now beginning to pick up her life following the death of her soul mate. God knows what would have happened to her without the support of her friends and their son Jim. Alice had been there for her, making sure that she ate properly and looked after herself, and finally persuaded her to get out into the community and start to live again. She had turned down an opportunity to couple up with an old boyfriend from her pre-marital days. Art had also lost his mate and had suggested that they see if they could revive their previous relationship. She had thanked him for his offer but had told him that she was not ready to move in that direction. Eva was a petite lady. Her body had stood up well to the test of time, no doubt aided by not bearing children. She had remained faithful to her husband throughout their married life, although many men had hit on her over the years. She had enjoyed the attention but she always managed to turn them down in a gracious manner. Mike and his son Jim had looked after all the physical work around her house and large property since Eddie's death. Young Jim came over several times a week to do her lawn and garden or to shovel …
Cock Sure
It was about like any other weekend getaway to the desert except that we decided we'd like to try a clothing optional resort. It was the first time for both of us. We pulled up to the front gates of the resort, got out of the car, grabbed what little luggage we brought with us, (mostly suitcases filled with fine wine) and rang the bell at the entrance to the resort. We were greeted by a pretty young woman clothed in light summer wear and she brought us on to the grounds of the resort. It was hot. Really hot. The desert in August afterall. s**ttered around the pool were scores of naked bodies basking in the sun. I felt a rush of nervous excitement. I think my wife did too. We checked in and the owner of the resort showed us to our room. It wasn't big, large enough, but more important, imperially clean. My wife and I took off our clothes rubbed each other down with suntan lotion with a high sunblock. I was a feeling a little sheepish, and not so much about being naked in public, but because my wife and I had what I used to call "farmer's tans", we were white as ghosts in those areas that rarely sees the sun. When we walked through the grounds on our way to the room it was quickly obvious there were a lot of eyes on us, scoping us out. We took that chance to peep loungers too, and there were not many tan lines in the crowd. My wife has a beautiful body, tan lines or no, and I'm in fairly decent shape myself. So as we stood in the middle of the room contemplating going out to …
Discovering My Nasty Wife Part 5 episode 2
I nodded, lightly pecking kisses over her bush. "Good boy, you did always say you wanted another man to make love to me. Didn't you?" I'm sure my blank gaze told her my state of mind. I loved her talking to me like this, making me face the fact that I loved her being turned on by another man. And making me admit to her that I loved the taste of his cock on her lips. "I love this!" She said. "I can't believe I never took you up on it years ago. I get to let a sexy guy take me out and try to win my affection. I get to tease him all night then suck his cock. After he has gotten my pussy nice and turned on and all slick, I bring it home to you, lay back and then tease you while you lick it and show me how grateful you are. And there you are, down there licking her like a hungry puppy until she cums all over your face". I licked her, tugging at the pedals of her pussy and licking her clit as though her pussy was a queen. "You like licking my pussy after he has turned it on and gotten it wet, don't you." I licked her deeply. "I do. I love it!" I said." My face was slick and wet now too. I loved the wet fleshy feel of her pussy against my mouth and cheeks. "I know you do, and I'm going to make you love it more." She said. "Before I'm through you are going to be addicted to it." I like thinking of you at home watching TV while I'm out sucking a nice big cock. She lay back silent as I continued licking and enjoying her. Then she slowly began gyrating against me again. "I love it …
my new babysitter
The new babysitter At this time i want to tell you a story of when i got a new babysitter. one evening my parents chatting and came up with the idea of going out on a romantic dinner for two being they were married for about 11 years and didn’t get the chance to go out much for some alone time for a long time now, being i was sick often and had and therapy and other activities and a baby s****r my mom had her hands full. my dad brought up the idea of perhaps having dinner just the two of them meantime i stayed him with a babysitter so they planed it out for a few days now. my mother wanted to leave me in good hands she interviewed quite a few babysitters until she met shelley a young experienced babysitter and quite attractive i must say. she had a nice smooth chocolaty brown skin nice black hair beautiful big eyes lovely smile, great figure, beautiful round firm breast 44dd 😀 nice rounded ass a voice like an angel at that time i was 10 years old and she was 19. she came one friday night around 6pm as my parents were just finishing up to leave they were just waiting on her to arrive. it was in my room playing with my toys then the door bell rings and it was shelley. my mom answered the door greeting her in and started to give her the instructions and the numbers to call in case of an emergency she then calls me over to meet her. mother: son this is shelley, she will be taking care of you for the night, now you be good ok listen to everything she tells you. i was quiet and …
papas meisje
DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL BY HUMILIATOR She grabbed the pillow and shoved it over her head, desperately trying to fall asl**p. She just couldn't do it. It was calling for her, a powerful, irresistible urge. Daniella was a twelve year old girl who was going through a dingy stage of puberty. Her hormones were raging, causing her pussy to gush with juices much too often throughout the day. The worst thing was that she could not control her thoughts. While sitting in geography, trying hard to concentrate on what the teacher was saying, all she could think about was what he looked like without his pants on and the size of his cock. When talking with her friends, she was no longer content with the fluffy, teeny bopper conversations. She would think about whether or not they were going through the same thing as she was, and would always try to swing the conversation towards a sexual topic. Now, lying in bed on her belly, a pillow over her head, Daniella was pulling her panties down along her curvy, rounded hips, past her tender, smooth thighs and over her knees. She spread her legs out as far as the panties on her calves allowed her to, and raised her hips up, while laying her face down sideways and resting upon her shoulders and knees, like a bitch ready to be mounted. She then proceeded to slide her hand down beneath her body, placing her warm, soft palm upon her awaiting, saturated pussy. A sudden gasp of desperation emerged from her throat. Her body tensed up and she thrusted her …
A Ghost At The Window
I wondered what you were waiting for, lighting a candle and sitting by the same window every night with the curtain slightly drawn open, casting a narrow slant of wavy glows like ghosts shimmering along your face. Our names never exchanged, we've always been strangers, but I saw something in you that I recognized in myself, in anyone that lost their heart and waits to be held. Waiting for love to take its unique shape before you again. I would try and look for the pieces, clues that may telegraph the history you keep living the cycle of, adding stories to anything I could see. The bow in your hair, maybe worn the day you met who is gone now, the handwritten letter on the desk nearby that you can't bring yourself to send off or tear apart. The quiet bedroom where you once made love, shelter found in the knowing body of another, where you whispered what you never could again, the sound of your souls wrapped up together. I wondered what you were waiting for, wearing a long dress and spraying on the same perfume as soon as the sun dips below the horizon, summoning every spirit in the house that you cannot let go of. Our lives have never touched, we've always been strangers, but I see the same chasm in your eyes that my eyes reflect in the mirror. Waiting for love to take its unique shape before you again. No matter what history we keep moving through the cycles of, each clue leads to the same precise place where we reach for what is already gone, unable to tear ourselves away yet from the ghosts we once found shelter in. I've been waiting at the window each night with you, adding clues and pieces to the story, the kiss you blow that ends the wick's flame, waiting for the darkness to take its unique shape around you again.
Night Shift Baristas– Part 3- Dessert choice: Tangy
I woke up groggy. I was in my bed and not too hung over. The light around the side of my curtains told me that it was light out. A beautiful young woman with light brown hair lay beside me; Liss, her head was against my chest. I started remembering last night’s activities and my morning erection started pulsing in anticipation of more. However, I heard a voice and looked around for Kelsie. The voice was coming from the living room my ears perked and I listened. “You were such a jerk last night you acted like an ass to one of the managers, and then you abandoned me without a word and went to a party. Now you expect me to act like everything is ok…” She’s obviously on the phone with Tim. I leaned down to Melissa’s ear, “Psst. You awake?” I whispered. Her eyes were open and she nodded. “Tim stuff,” she whispered back. I nodded. I didn’t want to get up yet but Kelsie was up, so the party was breaking up anyway, whether I liked it or not. Liss seemed to be under the same impression and started to sit up. “Hey, could you get me some water?” “Yeah, I didn’t want to disturb her but…” I sat up. I had some gym shorts in my hamper and decided those would work since I wasn’t sure what Kelsie would say about last night, if the first thing she did this morning was to talk to Tim. I walked out Kelsie seemed much more nervous than I was and blushed when she saw me. I just waved and gave a small smile. I grabbed three glasses and filled them from a carafe of water in the fridge. I walked …
Kati and Bob have Group Sex
Lately, I’ve been pretty bummed out that I’m turning fifty. I mean my life was really going by so fast. I used to laugh when I heard that people were going through mid-life crisis, but I seem to be experiencing that myself. I’m still a very attractive woman and I have a wonderful husband and family. I just feel like my children are getting older and needing less of my nurturing. I’ve been in the dumps lately and really cannot get out of it. I didn’t think that buying a fast car or something really expensive would do it for me. In fact, I really was thinking that I wanted to do something really wild and crazy for my 50th birthday. I told my husband that I wanted to have group sex with him and his two friends. My husband got turned on and told me he would arrange it for me. He said that it was very exciting to think about and wanted to definitely make that happen. Bob scheduled our group sex night on Saturday evening. The morning of the big day, I went and had a manicure, pedicure and went tanning at the salon. I also stopped to get my hair put in a French braid. I wanted to look really sexy and stopped off at Victoria's Secret to buy new lingerie. I figured I would dress in all black. Black was always considered very sexy. Bob always got very turned on when I wore black. As much as this was exciting for me, I knew my husband was very aroused to share me with his friends. After the mall, I went home to take a nap and then took a long soak in the bath tub to prepare for the …
Rasing Peter, Chapter Three
RAISING PETER, Chapter Three ( The secret is out) ************************************************************************************************************* This a total work of fiction. The story includes incest bi-sexual and group sex among other things. If you are offended with these subjects, this is not the story for you. If you’re reading just to make smart remarks about the errors in the story, save your time, they are there. I just do the best I can and try to improve with each story. To those who have given constructive criticism, thank you for your advice. ************************************************************************************************************* “PETER BISHOP, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN BED WITH WIYH MY DAUGHTER” My eyes popped open. It took a second to realize where I was. Then it hit me that was Susan’s voice, her very angry voice. I raised up on my elbow and looked toward the doorway. Susan was standing there, hands on her hips and a very upset look on her face. I looked down to see the three of us laying in the bed , naked and my cock still buried in Kay’s ass. “WELL, YOUNG MAN, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOUR SELF?” I could feel my mouth moving but nothing was coming out. Then I heard Kay giggling and James propped up on his elbow, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Susan walked closer to the bed, “I’M WAITING MR. BISHOP, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THIS SHAMEFUL THINK YOU HAVE DONE?” My heart was pounding , my mouth was dry …
This is why 2 cocks ar better than one
My story begins after the pictures end. If only I had a camera man to keep shooting… I began by tying him up spread eagle to the bed. Just for fun I deiced that I would tie him down unable to stop me from taking my pleasure from him. Before I tied him down I put the pump on his cock to keep him big for me, teasing him. This way he would still be big & hard while I was switching back and forth between his two cocks. Poor thing had no idea how long he would be tied down and teased hard. I secured his feet and hands to the bed. So once he was fully restrained, I started by riding is face. Slowly at first to get him used to me on him then harder and harder. When I started to give in to my pleasure getting so wet and cumming on his face cock while he was pinned beneath my ass. I rocked back and forth getting creamy pussy juice all over his face cock and hood. I could hear his low moans when I started moving my hips in small circles up and down on his face cock. Every once in a while pumping the pump once or twice to get him ready for my wet pussy. Watching his cock get bigger and bigger with out me being able to lay my lips on it was sweet torture & fun to tease myself with. I kept sliding on his face cock until I could no longer hold back then I came all over him again. Then I slowly rose above him to grind it back down hard into my pussy one more time before I freed his huge aching cock from the pump prison. Making sure I jumped on him when he was still quivering from the …
robs wife
I liked to be dominated. I like when men take control and tell me what to do. My husband discovered this after a few years of marriage, and things haven't been the same since. Lately, though, things my have gotten a little out of control. It seems that my husband, Rob, had been discussing domination with a few of his friends at work. He had, after a couple of beers at the local bar, told them about our secret sexual practices. He told them that I liked being a love slave, and would do anything that I was told. I didn't mind that so much. However, one Saturday, the doorbell rang. I went to answer the door, and Hal stood there. He looked at me and asked me if my master was home! "Rob's home, yes," I said, my face red. "Tell him I'm here," he said. I called Rob, and Rob came into the room. He invited Hal in, and I went into the kitchen and got them a couple of beers. I brought them to the two men, and the doorbell rang again. I started to go and answer it, and Rob stopped me. "That's Jim," he said, looking at his watch. "Answer it, but I want you to take off your blouse and your bra first," he said. "Huh?" "Take off your bra and answer the door," he demanded. Red-faced, (but excited) I unbuttoned my blouse as the doorbell rang again. I took off my bra, my nipples hardening and a thrill traveling through my pussy as I went to the door, topless. I opened the door, and Jim stood there. His mouth hung open for just a second as he took in the fact that I was topless. "Tell the boss …
My first time cheating
My first time cheating Sarah and I were together for a while in college. More than half year. It felt like a long time for college students. We acted just like best friends to our friends and the other students. But it was more than that. She taught me to truly touch another woman. I learned how to reciprocate. In no time I was using my mouth to satisfy her also. It was a wonderful experience. She taught me everything I needed to know to be a lesbian, even though I still did not consider myself a lesbian. Maybe a little bi. I was young. My logic was off. Sarah spent a semester away from campus. She studied abroad in England. She was a little jealous, I wasn’t. I liked her so much but probably was never truly in love with her. While she was away I spent more time at the gym. I was swimming a lot and got involved with an intramural soccer team. I met a few true lesbians there. I also had a job on campus. After I finished my work, I went to the gym to swim. I often swam later in the evening. The gym felt like my own. The women’s basketball team was the only group using the gym on a regular basis. Sometimes I would finish swimming about the same time that the basketball team finished practice. Looking back on it now, I think that is what I wanted. Even in high school I looked up to female sports stars. I had those pictures of Jennie Finch, Mia Hamm and Serena Williams in my room. I would not have admitted it then, but I was trying to catch a look at the girls team in our locker …
Foster Family Chapters 1 and 2
Hey guys. This is my first story, be kind. Any feedback will be appreciated. ________________________________________________________ This is important for later on in the story. I'm putting it here now so it doesn't look like I just added it later on. This story takes place in a world very much the same as ours except males can get pregnant as well as females, but the pregnancy requires sperm as any pregnancy does and also is only possible when the male is physically ready. ________________________________________________________ Chapter 1 Sean and Kyle were brothers, more than that, they were identical twins. Their father had died shortly before the twins were born, from what they had heard, he died in a car crash. Their mother however, couldn’t cope carrying the twins and she died on the operating table while Sean and Kyle were being born. So the twins were alone, with the exception of each other. From the time they were taken from the hospital, they were put into the fostering system, placed with family after family using the boys for the pay check that came with them. Finally when they were 14, the twins were placed in a home where the family actually wanted them. Alec and Mara Guinness had been trying for years to have a child without success, then Kyle and Sean were placed in their home. Sure, after being shunted from house to house the twins initially had resentment towards the poor Guinnesses, but after the couple opened up to the boys and allowed them to be heard, …
Broken Glass
The sound of shattering glass made him stop dead in his tracks, and in one fluid motion, he turned around to face her. His fists were clenched to his sides and she could see bitter anger flash across his face. She looked down at her hand that just a moment ago had grabbed the fragile red vase, and thrown it against the brick wall behind him. Finally, she had his damn attention. "What the hell is your goddamn problem?" he spat out. "You don't get to fucking leave and end this discussion!" she screamed back. Fury was coursing through her in a way she rarely allowed. She hated feeling like this, like she couldn't control herself. But she’d rather let him see the raw anger than give him the satisfaction and show him the tears that were burning behind her dark eyes. “What do you expect me to do?” he snarled. He was as angry and frustrated as she was. “I expect you to stay and finish what you've started.” She didn’t know what she really wanted or needed, all she knew was that she didn’t want him to leave… to go be with her . She watched him as he looked at her intently. Letting him leave would have been the smart and sane thing to do, but when it came to him, she never did what she should. He was as bad for her as she was for him. There had always been a fierce fire between them, and she'd been scalded more than once. Everything about them was completely wrong, but still she needed him to stay. He was the only one that could make her feel right in a world not suited for someone …
i****t in f****y, I fuck aunt
My name is David, I’m pretty average all around. Medium build, not really that fit with a six and a half inch penis. I was twenty when this whole thing happened and it was Thanksgiving. I didn’t have much f****y nearby but I did have my aunt, Amy. Amy was forty six with dark hair, big tits and a large ass. She wasn’t a particularly fit woman but she was still attractive. My uncle had died a few years prior leaving Amy with my young cousin. Since I had nowhere to go she invited me to Thanksgiving and I accepted. The meal was fine, sat down, ate and talked, reminisced about when my uncle was alive. Then my cousin left to spend the night with a friend and my aunt and I went into the living room to watch some TV. Soon after sitting down my aunt looks over and says: “Well David, now that Lori(my cousin) is gone we can get out the good stuff.” With this she got up and retrieved a bottle of Jack from the cupboard and two glasses and then returned to the living room. “I know this is your favorite, and you know it’s mine so I figured we would have some tonight,” she said while pouring two double shots. “Fine by me,” I replied taking my glass. “What should we drink to?” I added. She cocked her head and thought for a second then said “How about, to the good things in life. Money, whiskey, and sex.” With that we tapped glasses and shot down each of our drinks. Then she poured us each another double and again we tapped glasses and tossed them back. After the third double shot she looked …
My First Swapping Experence (True)
This is a true story that happened about a year and a half ago. Hope you enjoy Before I start I'll fill you in on the people in the story. Robert was thirty seven at the time of the story. He is half black and half white, black hair and was about six foot tall. His wife Jamie who is kind of nerdy was thirty one, blonde, blue eyes, kind of chubby but not fat, pretty face and has nice tits and ass. My girlfriend at the time Mandy was blonde, green eyes, tiny/petite body with nice tits and an amazing ass, she has one arm covered in tattoos and her lip pierced. My girlfriend Mandy lived in a small rural town and worked a lot so we really didn't have time to hang out with friends but Mandy eventually met Jamie and they hit it off and quickly became good friends. We started going over to Jamie and her husband Roberts house to grill some food and have some drinks. Robert and I would sit out back on their patio having some beers while watching the food while Mandy and Jamie talked in the house. Robert was a laid back guy, while Jamie was kind of shy, quiet and kind of a nerdy girl. Robert and I talked about all kinds of stuff including the girls we have had sex with when Robert complimented me on how sexy he thought Mandy was. I told him I thought Jamie was pretty hot to when Robert took a sip from his beer "Id love to fuck Mandy". My mined instantly started thinking about watching Robert with Mandy. Robert joked about swapping girls and as much as the thought turned me on I didn't …
My Ex Girl Friend
This is my first posted story. I didnt mean for this to be this long. Feedback is welcome. After enjoying Nikki I started to think of ways I could improve my process, Improve the flavor and who was next. I would find girl who looked appealing but never could decide on who was next. One day my crazy ex sent me a text. I wasn't going to reply, she was crazy and I didn't need that in my life. I ignored her for a day then got to thinking. The sex was good, I enjoyed it a lot with her. I figured that if nothing else she was a good fuck. I sent her a reply. We caught up and talked. It wasn't until she sent me a selfies that my mind got to thinking about her as meat. I thought about it more and more as the day went on. Finally I asked if she wanted to go to my cabin and spend the week away from the city. To my surprise she agreed. I knew she was into the kinky side of sex. Handcuff and gags were what really turned her on. It would make things easier. As I made preparations for our week at the cabin I started to think about my cooking process and how I could improve it. I thought about my hunting and cooking experience, I realized that cooking an animal whole with the guts was not the best thing to do. It usually tainted the meat. I noticed this on Nichole. I figured since I was trying to improve the meat I would prep and cook my ex differently. I gathered all the supplies and headed up to the cabin a couple of days before so my ex wouldn't see everything I was bringing. I also …
Body Corporate Chapter 7
\ 1757 words .85 Chapter 7 The Auction (Sheila’s Despair) The auction took place in the f****y room that Cindi like to refer to as the dungeon. A stage was set up at one end and chairs were placed all around the room in a theatre style. George was the auctioneer. Before the auction began the slaves were brought into the room then hung on hooks along the walls. It was like being at an art auction. This made it easy for the different masters to examine the bodies in anyway they wished by just walking around the room. The women were hung about two feet off the floor by their wrist, ankles, arms, legs and tits. Cindi who was not to be auctioned off, was to be the hostess and work the room, but with a big difference. Cindi was exceptionally beautiful this night and wore nothing with exception of a belt around her waist. On this belt she had several style whips and crops, and many different size dildos for the use of the masters during the evening. From her tits hung a tray of cigars and an ashtray. It was her duty to entertain the men as they were bidding for a new slave. This was a monthly event where all the slaves were thrown into the auction and the masters went after the one that they wanted next. But this evening Sheila who chose to be auctioned off for life, was also to be sold. She would be the first to go. Sheila was lead to the stage, made up to the nines. She was a radiant redhead, which was rare in this crowd of women. She had gone through the year and came out as …
Freya And The Micro 1 – Part Two
Freya’s second date with the young golf pro was more relaxed than the first. She was familiar with his technique and knew what to expect. Danny was an expert at cunnilingus. It was a talent he developed with considerable help from a few others in the MILF category. It seemed that he liked to take lessons in hip placement after he gave lessons in hand placement on shafts of various kinds. Danny tongue-attacked Freya’s pussy from every angle and she responded by providing him access from every angle. Oral sex gave way to rampant fucking. It was a sexual marathon of a young male against a little older female that found Danny coming in second. He was too exhausted to complain and wouldn't have if he could. After the two hour session, once again Freya left Danny completely drained. Only this time Freya left the sleeping Danny a note inviting a future rematch if, he was up to it. ***** Several years earlier Freya had unwittingly acquired a couple of nicknames – “Freeza” and “Freon.” However, no one dared use them within earshot of Freya. Freya’s annual check-up had included an unexpected and unsolicited consultation by Dr. G. Dr. G had a way of getting to the point while discarding any pretense of diplomacy. Her penchant for honesty and quick evaluations was augmented by a knack for palatable communication. Dr. G could and did say things that would get others into trouble, a fight or worse. Dr. G also knew when to hand-off the mental ball to the patient, thus allowing them …
Stepdad Steve- a movie leads to mutual pleasure.
Mom's head was lolling back, her mouth wide open as a large snore began. I giggled at the pig sounds escaped her throat and looked at my stepdad, Steve. "Well, she's out for the night." he commented. My Mom is a notortious heavy sl**per. Several minutes passed as we watched the film Eyes Wide Shut and let's be honest, no one watches that movie for anything other than the incredible sex scenes. I had watched it several times before with my Mom and Steve and Mom insisted on fast forwarding through all those 'weird scenes', as she put it while Steve and I begged her to just let it play. "Atleast we can let the whole thing play." I commented, wanting to let him know exactly how down I was for watching the hot scenarios. He agreed and we settled in for a movie night. The movie, of course, turned me on. I laid back on the sofa, resting against the arm and stretching my feet out towards Steve. "You can put your feet of me if you'd like" he offered and I rested my heels on the edge of his thighs. Once the big sex scene came, I noticed he had slouched back into the couch and felt the edge of his fingers accidentally brushing the bottoms of my feet rhythmically. It didn't take long before I figured out why. I looked over and his hand was slowly going up and down under the blanket. I froze and didn't know what to do. It turned me on but was also kinda gross which turned me on more. He looked at me suddenly and I realized I had been staring and turned back to the hot action on the …
Job with perks
A fictional story Hi my name is Alan, after getting made redundant I decided to take a little holiday and re think what I would like to do next, I had been in my job for 35 years from when I left school, and had worked my way up to a divisional manager, the company I had worked for was being relocated abroad, and was looking for voluntary redundancy’s with a healthy little pay off, I decided to snap their hand off. On my first day of unemployment I did the usual stuff, sign on as unemployed go for a walk and sat having a coffee watching the world go by, I was approached by a beautiful young lady, who asked if I would mind answering a few questions on lifestyle etc. As we sat chatting answering her questions I asked her what the pay was like, she told me that for every form she filled in she got paid a certain amount, some days she would be laughing other’s only 1 or 2, asking her out for a drink that evening she excepted, as I had been so kind and helped her with the survey. Her name was Yvonne, single and about 25, living alone we set a time, giving her my number if she changed her mind or couldn’t make it, and said goodbye. Getting home around 3 pm I decided that a little rest and some TV was in order, thinking to myself I could get used to this sort of life, but at the age of 54 I knew I would get bored, sitting watching the TV the phone rang, it was Yvonne saying she couldn’t make it and to make up would I like to come for dinner the following day, excepting I thought I …
Love comes in all sizes 2
The next morning, I woke up late. Luckily it was Saturday. "Good morning." Said a quiet, mousy voice. I looked over and saw the fairy I rescued last night. "Yes it is." I replied, watching her blush. "So. What can I call you?" "You cannot pronounce my name." She said sadly. "How about Lilly?" "Ok." She said happily. "What are we doing today?" "Well first, I would like to see what you can do. "What ever you want. I owe you." She said. "First, my cat needs to be friendly toward you. Second, I want my acne gone. Third, I want us to have telepathic capabilities. I don't believe telepathy is magic, but is a dormant capability that we all have." "Done." She said. <Now, can I make wishes affecting you?> I asked. <yes> she replied. "Perfect. Now, I wish you had a human form." I said. "I already do. But I must warn you that for every two inches of my fairy height, I am one foot tall. So, I'd be six feet tall. Would you like to see?" "Yes." I replied. She then grew swiftly, and was now a life size version of a barbie doll. "Any changes you make will be reflected across both sizes." She said. "Well, I wish you were five feet tall, and not nearly as skinny. I want you to look healthy." "Done". Now she was 5 feet tall and looked to be around 150 pounds. "Now, let's take you shopping. You need clothes." She looked down, noticed she was naked, and did her best to cover up. I retrieved some boxers, shorts, and a shirt for her to wear. 'BONG!' "The fuck?" I went to see who was at the door. …