“Good morning, Karen.” I turned and saw the suave middle aged pilot approaching me, along with his co-pilot, strolling nonchalantly across the departure lounge. “Ah, good morning Captain Anderson,” I replied, flashing him my sweetest smile. “A beautiful morning.” “Yes, it is indeed,” he agreed. “Should be a good flight.” I had been a stewardess for six years and I loved every minute of it. Having been drafted to work in munitions factories throughout the war years it was like a new life. I was able to travel, and in style. I didn't get paid a great deal but at twenty-nine years old, single and carefree, it didn't matter. I was free! I had almost been refused the position at my interview. I looked okay. Five feet and ten inches tall, slim and not too bad looking I thought. Short dark, wavy hair, high cheek bones accentuating my large dark brown eyes but my long slender fingers ended in rather ragged nails and dry skin due to the ravishes of the munitions and chemicals I had spent so long working with. I was given a probationary period with the warning that if my hands didn't improve in that time I was out! I could never forget that first day in training school. I had arrived bright and early, dressed to kill. I had taken hours with my make-up and wore my very best clothes and when I looked in the mirror I was quite satisfied that I could do no more. When the other girls walked in I suddenly began to feel rather dowdy. They were all so beautiful and glamorous. We all greeted …
Sisters Mistake
Mark Bolin was worried about his little sister. At her age, she had all the arrogance of the typical teenager. She was smart, he conceded to himself, but she was also hopelessly naïve. She was also as cute as a kitten and she knew it. Since she was obviously smarter than he was, anything he told her went in one ear and out the other. His mother and father worshipped the ground she walked on and thought she could do no wrong. Mark was very fond of her himself, but he knew trouble when he saw it. He was a member of the FBI hostage rescue team and he had seen more than one rodeo. With his parents out of town, she had just spent a week staying with him. She was highly offended, believing herself to be grown up enough to stay by herself. Their parents had stood up to her for once and made her stay with her brother. The second night she got quietly up and snuck out. Calaney was excited. Her friend Kesha had a nineteen-year-old boyfriend. Kesha and Jaquinn were picking her up in the alley and they were going to a party. She crept quietly down the stairs, past Mark’s room and out the front door. She put on her shoes and ran to Jaquinn’s waiting car. Mark was a light sleeper. He heard the stairs creak and he got up and slipped on a black t-shirt and a pair of black sweats. He cracked his door and was very disappointed to see Calaney sneaking past. He grabbed some things and watched her, following her to the alley. He saw her get in a car and jumped on his Ducati Panigale and …
Sex Studio Secrets #31: Linda-1
Lovely looking Linda loves her sexy short shoot showering in my studio so she returns for some more Lovely looking Linda is lucky as juicy Jenny is our guest for lovely long a warm weekend of lusty love Lovely Linda presents Professor Peter pretty awesome Alessandra her blonde best friend from Brabantia Lovely Linda longs a lot for his proud pole so she pleases Peter presenting him a hot tasty three-some Linda never met my great granddaughter tasty teen pretty Petra, helping her granddad at his sex studio Linda never dreamt of getting caught on cameras in a lesbian daisy chain of cunt-eating cunning cuties Longing to meet the mighty meat of Professor Peter Linda lets herself warmed to his wishes by lezzies Longing to her first filmed fucking lovely looking Linda lets loose and climbs stairways to sex heaven Linda rings twice with Alessandra and pretty Petra invites them in, showing the steep studio stairs Linda rings bells in Petra's fantasy as she sees her ass moving at every step to the studio upstairs Linda is introduced to juicy Jennifer who is completely nude in the mirrors she sees her hot red bottom Linda is invited to do a slow sexy seductive striptease to show awesome Alessandra an example on cam Linda assists Alessandra to undress as well, as she is still to shy to tease, although only with girls Linda assumes Professor Peter can be easily seduced, if she re-plays her one-time making love to Alex Linda embraces Alessandra, caresses her back, lets her hands dwell …
In the Pines – Part 1
Part 1 The small campsite was nice. Set in a small grove of pine trees the smell was everywhere. A piney freshness that just made the cool late summer afternoon so much better. You were laying out. Or as I would say, teasing the shit out of my cock I the tiniest strapy bikini you could find. We hadn't seen anyone since we made camp. Probably because it was weekday and no one really knew of the secluded area. The soft fleece blanket you're laying on was placed in the only sunlight that hit the small pine forest. The light pooled in center of the trees through a gap in the trees. It was away from the fire pit and picnic table in the site. When we arrived, you almost immediately you pulled off the halter you had been wearing. Walking around in just a tiny pair of jean shorts and the bursting for stress black tie up bikini top. You actually wiggled as you sat down making sure the sun was warm enough before slowing undoing the short fly of your shorts. I couldn't stop staring at how you let the black ties on the sides of the bikini bottom hang out over the top of your shorts. Taunting me to pull them at anytime and see what would happen. But you finally pulled the little shorts down and was not ready for what was there. It was a small string thong bottom. You were still bent over when you looked and saw me, mouth open, eyes wide, staring at the fine booty in front of me. The smile you made broke the spell your lovely bum had put on me. "Don't just stand there do something about …
Games That Grown-ups Play – Part 1
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Games That Grown-ups Play – Part 1 "There's plenty, Dawn, so help yourself," Joyce put down the last of the dishes on the table. She wasn't lying – there was more than enough. She still couldn't get the amounts right and work out that she was no longer cooking for Buffy. For the last fortnight her eldest daughter had been at University – it might only be thirty minutes, but it seemed as far as the Moon at times. "Thanks, Mom," Dawn hardly seemed to notice her s*ster was gone, or if she did it was because she didn't have to squabble over the remote and the bathroom was a lot freer. Ironically now that there was no longer a morning battle for the shower Dawn had moved to having one in the evening before dinner instead. She was sitting there now, her long brunette hair was still gleaming wet and her robe was wrapped loosely round her body. Joyce looked at her daughter, the robe hung slightly off her daughter's slender frame and, whilst standing, Joyce could see down in it, catching a sight of Dawn's boobs. Each as gorgeous as the smile on Dawn’s face. 'They are growing, nicely' thought Joyce and immediately sat down. She shouldn't be looking at Dawn's tits, or at least shouldn't be doing so without a Momsy interest. And the tingle she had felt as she glanced down was not at all Momsy. It couldn't be denied that Dawn was growing now; sixteen a week ago, it seemed no time since a pre-school Buffy had been cradling a baby Dawn in her arms …
M e and my mates,
Me and my mate's. When we started to have to work for a living me and my best friend's Mike and Ben used to all meet up at my flat(me being the only one with a place of my own) we would play poker and watch porn and some time's even jerk off together as we watched. On this one occasion I was wearing a pair of panties something I had started to do when alone, Mike and Ben were watching the porn and Mike started to stroke his cock, being forgetful and feeling horny I dropped my jean's and as they hit the floor the room fell silent. There I was with my fetish for panties on display to everyone, the one's I was wearing were just pink cotton with small white dot's on them, well the room fell silent. It was Ben who spoke first saying “nice they look good on you” he then carried on getting his cock out and jerking it, Mike started to stroke his again and all eye's went back to the porn but after a few minuet's it was obvious they were looking at my panties as much as the TV screen. Then Mark asked me how long and how many pairs did I own to which I answered that I had four pair and had been wearing them for about two month, the guy's talked me in to modelling the one's I had and soon I was parading my panty clad ass in front of them, first I modelled the pink I had been wearing then the other two cotton pairs just plain red and black one's, I saved my best pair till last. As I stepped out of my bedroom after changing into my sexy pale pink silk pare that I had taken from my …
My Girlfriend’s Sister Forced Me
My name is Alan and my girlfriend Wendy and I live together in a small three bedroom one bathroom home. A month ago her sister, Amanda, stayed with us for a week. She had come to town because her employer had a booth at a trade show, and she had to work in it. My girlfriend knew she was having money problems so she offered to let her stay with us so she could pocket the $200 a day allowance her employer was giving her for accommodations. I didn’t mind her sister staying with us. My only concern was that since our place is small my girlfriend wouldn’t want to have sex with me as she might be afraid her sister would overhear us. My girlfriend laid those fears to rest on the first night her sister arrived. Honestly, I tried to keep the noise level low, but the bed kept squeaking and banging against the wall. However, I got the feeling my girlfriend was intentionally making a lot of noise because she wanted her sister to hear us. The thought of her sister listing to us did turn me on and the possibility of her masturbating because we made her horny really turned me on. The next morning I got up and tried to hide my morning wood from Amanda before I made it to the bathroom. She came around the corner as I entered the hallway and we bumped into each other. Her eyes bugged out and dropped right to my cock. I decided to be a gentleman and let her have the bathroom first. Plus, I thought it was the best way to escape the awkward moment we had found ourselves in. I told myself she …
flower joint local sg gal
it was abt 1 year ago, me and my friend went to a flower joint club to hav some drinks…looking at those dancer(thais) dancing and mingle with us.. then suddenly 2 gals carrying tequila shots come to our table, said they need to put down the tray for awhile cos their hands is tired carrying the tray…I chat with 1 of them(local), she look like mix-bl**d…asking her Chinese or malay…she said her father is a Chinese and her mom is a baba…not bad looking for a gal… so I buy 2 tequila shots for her…at first she sit quite closing to me…then her hands start to land on my legs and we chat a lot.she can talk Chinese too..so most of the time we chat in Chinese.. when it was almost time the club going to closed and i'm abt to leave, she ask me where I am going. I said i'm heading home unless u want to follow me go for supper.. she agreed. she got changed and telling her friend she going back… we went to balastier there for some bak kut the and after that I trying my luck to see if she want to follow me go home… she said she is tired and just wanna lie on bed to rest… wait no more.. I bring her to hotel 81 check in overnight… when inside the room, I said i'll go shower first. after shower I just wrap a towel nia. as my cock already half stand,showing it out abit…she look awhile and smile.. after she got out from sower…she also just wrapped a towel only…then we smoke and chit chat… my hands starts to touch her body, slowly caressing her..then her hands also …
Life Redone (Parts 8B & 9 of 10)
[Apologies but I'm finally back. My first order of business is to finally finish this series. Then, not to worry, I will be continuing my much demanded Sisters By The Pool series. If you want to comment, chat, etc, you can find me at [email protected] – thanks!] “That was a lot of fun, but I should really go study now” Leslie said. I could have pushed for more, and more than likely succeeded, but I already had two other situations I was waiting for on this trip back. This had killed a good amount of the night, anyway, so I wouldn’t have to sit around waiting for tomorrow night to come. “We’ll hang out again soon” I smiled and hugged Leslie, both of us getting dressed. I walked her back to the library, where she was originally headed, and gave her one more hug. Then I started off towards my place. Not much happened from the time I got home to the next afternoon. I lazed around, ate whatever was around at that time all of those years ago, and watched some television. As day turned to evening, I looked up Kacey and Nicole’s address. They were within walking distance of the campus, so I knew there was no rush. I spent a little extra time making myself look good, put on a blue polo shirt and pants, and started off towards their apartment complex. As I walked, I cursed myself a few times in my head. It was so painfully obvious how many opportunities I could have had, times that many people do experience in college, which never came to be. All of a sudden, I looked up and …
The openings, Part 3
When he had entered high school his parents had bought him a laptop. He had spent the time since then organizing his collection of photos and had hundreds of pictures of the females he had the pleasure of opening. By the time he had turned 16 he had discovered the darknet and was running a booming business with his memorabilia. His off shore account held more cash than he parents made in 10 years. But he was content for the time. The small bible thumping town he lived in gave him plenty of opportunities to indulge his pleasures. The bible thumping kids all believed the Adam and Eve snake story and constantly brought their friends to him, offering them up as new sacrifices. The poor kids from the other side of the tracks offered other opportunities as well. His parents had encouraged him as a young child to take up music and by the time he entered high school he was adept at playing multiple instruments. For his 9th grade service project he offered to teach the poor kids to play an instrument. Three days a week he would take a poor kid home with him and tutor them. In this manner he had his first sample of exotic females – something other than the white middle class he babysat for. The variety was well received by his customers as well. His first taste of dark was 8 year old Nevaeh. She lived with her mom and grandmother which probably explained why she had not already been despoiled when she started coming to him. He was teaching her violin and she was a quick learner – …
The Dream
Something a bit romantic and inoffensive since I keep getting banned from erotica sites for being too dirty 😀 The Dream I had a most peculiar dream about you. It was incredibly corny but I want to tell it to you anyway. It was about you and it’s not often that I get the pleasure of dreaming of you. Prior to the dream I was laying on the sofa watching a film down stairs. At some point I must have fallen asl**p. The next thing I knew it was daytime. The light was shining through the curtains. I was still laying on the sofa, my trousers still on the floor so that I don’t over heat beneath the blanket. I felt slightly tired of body yet still alert. I could hear you walking down the stairs, your footsteps gentle as if perhaps you were trying to sneak down the stairs. I sit up slightly and turn my head towards the door ready to watch you as you walk through the door. You are so beautiful. Just looking at your face fills my mind with an addictive cocktail of joy, love compassion and always but in this particular instance even more so, lust. I expected to see you in your usual morning attire, a dressing gown etc. or perhaps be dressed already in the typical fashion that you usually lounge about the house in, some comfortable shoes or slippers, a comfortable top, loose fitting yet tight enough in all the right places. Something provocative yet in no way restricting that allows me to see all of your beautiful contours in all their magnificence. Sadly I am a mortal warm bl**ded man …
Brazilian Teenager, Part 2
This is a followup to the Brazilian teenage story I posted here recently. You may remember about some cock teasing by a group of teenage girls on the beach and then a little more intimate fun, by chance, in my apartment. Well, some time passed after the chance, but incredibly sexy, meeting with the girl. Giselle, as I found out her name, and there were no chance meetings. I even went to the beach as regularly as I could to try and accidentally see them, but no luck. They didn’t come back, so I became concerned that someone had spotted us and I was a few moments away from a beating. As with some things in life, just when you think all hope is lost, a twist of fate plays into the situation. In Brazil there are, for the want of a better English phrase, whore houses. There are not many, but in this city I knew a few. So one Friday I went along. The idea is you pay a fee at the door which gives you some beer vouchers in the club. There are a number of ‘private dance’ rooms and then a dance floor and bar upstairs. There are normally a lot of girls available, all dressed provocatively, and you choose a girl (if you want) and negotiate time with her in one of the rooms. Once done, you goto to the bar, tell them who you chose and pay the cash. Inside the room, well, dancing is not always what happens. So, there I was, I paid my money and went upstairs. Straight away a girl comes over, asks if you want a beer and takes one of the vouchers. She saunters back and starts to talk. This …
dominating you
Let's go and you do everything I say. First I want you to take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, I do not want any word and you will not hesitate to enf***e any order to give you and less on anything that makes you, this will be for us to enjoy, but I to tell you if you disobey a rule have to punish you. I put the mask over your eyes and handcuffs on your wrists above your head, do not move and do not say anything whisper next to your ear and you dutifully remain motionless, I put to one side of the bed and I make you wait while I naked slowly. When I finished I approach your feet and I'm watering small kisses along your legs, it excites me to see how you caused chills but you're standing still, a purpose pitch your cock that is beginning to wake up and brushed with my tits for provoke more, follow my path kissing your abdomen, your arms and your chest slowly licked your lips but do not let you kiss, lick your neck and ears and I'm starting to feel like it makes you hard. I feel about sucking face I command and you draw the tongue and start sucking, you spend your tongue up and down and moving it in circles around my clit, pinching my nipples and little moans I'm encouraging you to do it faster, I press it against your mouth to feel more pressure, suck and I penetrate her with his tongue, moving slowly I move back and forth to feel everything, my hand I seek your cock and see that is already very hard and unable to endure under a mamártela first step my tongue over …
Court Record. Chapter Three
MORNING Early light and early sounds of the woods started to make their way into the bedroom. Sarah and Clem were still tightly together; covered by just the sheet. It would seem during the night she had gotten too warm and moved the blanket down to the foot of the bed. Clem looked down at the sleeping young girl cradled beside him. She was remarkably pretty. Her head shared his pillow; her light blonde hair went up across his arm. Her beautiful face was turned toward him. He could only think they had been like this all night. He knew she had stirred a moment ago. That is what had awakened him. Was she awake now? Was she sharing his joy or was she avoiding the reality of what they did last night? Clem froze; he did not want the day to begin. He did not want this magic moment to go away. He did not want to move. He did not want to face reality. But as he lay very still fear started to consume him. Morbid fear of how she was really going to feel once she was awake. Had he hurt her? Will she hate him? Will she be quiet about all this when she gets home? Could she find her way back here with her parents or the law? How will she explain spending the night? Has she been reported missing? Are the police out looking for her? Her easy way out of all this would be to simply say he had stopped her from leaving and raped her. She had the evidence. He was unable to move, to start the clock on all the fearful outcomes that could result from his night with this beautiful young woman. One …
Used…
It was the Friday before spring break, my junior year of high school was spinning out of control. Bruce Charlie and Daniel was assaulting me when ever they wanted to, even though Daniel had been expelled, he still showed up on campus when ever he wanted to fuck me. It all ways happened the next day after Bruce or Charlie had ordered me to satisfy one of them. But today on my way ho,me the three of them cut me off and pulled me on to the play ground, even though I was terrified I didn't think they would attack me out in the open. Bruce began to speak '…tomorrow is Saturday and we don't want to get you into trouble with your folks…' Charlie chimed in '…we want you to get your folks permission to come to Central Park. Meet us at the old boat house and wear tennis, no socks or underwear, t-shirt and short pants…' Daniel finished '…bring a towel and be prepared to service our friends for the rest of the evening do this and we might let you go the rest of the year. Don't and we want be very happy campers, that means your secret will be out and every dick in town will be after your sweet tight ass till it hangs open like an old cunt…' Just the way the three of them surrounded me at the swings and spoke gave me shivers. My bung was still sore from them using me often and repeatedly the previous week, how was I going to get through Saturday evening servicing their friends in an old boat house at the closed end of the lake. Yeah in Central park there is a huge lake that has …
A step mothers sin – Ch. 1: invading his privacy
Setting The Context I am a thirty-nine year old divorced woman who works as an executive in the very conservative financial industry. I was married for fourteen years before separating and getting a divorce nearly three years ago. I have one step son, who lives in California with his father most of the year, but typically spends Christmas, spring break, and summer vacation with me. Robert’s birth mother, Jim’s first wife, died of leukemia about four months after he was born. She refused chemo treatments during her pregnancy to protect her unborn child; a decision that cost her life. I always respected her for this sacrifice. I entered his life when Robert was two years old and I was the only mother Robert had ever known. Jim and I had a tumultuous marriage. To be candid, the sex was great, but we were very different people, with different styles, priorities and values. When I was offered a major promotion just over three years ago to move to Boston, I knew it was time for a life style change and I began taking steps to end our marriage. This was not a trivial decision for me since we had a seventeen year old son, who was doing well in school and sports. Coupled with the fact that Jim was the only man with whom I had ever achieved an orgasm, the decision to end the marriage was a tough one. Robert, who was now seventeen-year-old, stayed with his father where he could continue with his friends, school and sports. While I considered briefly trying to compel Robert to join me …
Mandy and Me: Part 1
***This story was written from my girlfriend's POV. We really enjoyed the story together, so we thought to post*** I'm selling chocolate door to door. My cheer squad is making all of the JV girls fundraise for competition. It's unfair. I'm 16 and don't have my own car yet. The older girls do, why can't they fundraise out in this heat? I have to walk. Ugh. I walk up to my next house. It's a large one, white, with black trimming on the the upper beams. It looks like a nice house. A house with kids! I'm sure they'll want some chocolate. I ring the doorbell. A middle-aged woman comes to the door, and I begin my speech… "Hi ma'am. My name is Amanda. I'm a Junior Varsity cheerleader at the local high school and we're selling chocolate to the families in town to raise money for our cheer competition next month. We have all different flavors, only $1 each!" I say with this biggest smile. The lady smiles at me, "well, how adorable! You know what, let me call my son down so he can choose which ones he wants himself”. She turns around and shifts her focus towards the top of the stairs, “Blake, honey? Can you come down here for a moment, please?” your mother shouts. You come down, and it appears that you just came home from school. You still have your hot wheels backpack strapped to your back. You’re in blue basketball shorts wearing a shirt with a legoland logo on it. You halt right at my feet, and I’m startled by your eagerness. I smile and laugh at how cute you are, “someone is a …
Ty and Cinda–A Tale of Forbidden Love – Part 1
TY AND CINDA—A TALE OF FORBIDDEN LOVE This is a long story—100 pages– of two kids who find then lose each other before Ty finds a way for them to be together forever. INTRODUCTION It wasn’t that Ty was shy, because he wasn’t. He was just upset about having to leave the family farm in Indiana. After listening to his parents argue and disagree almost daily for the past two years, the one thing—the only thing—they did agree on was that Ty had to leave and live with his mother and her parents, people he’d never even met. Now he was stuck in Louisiana, a few miles south of Morgan City, with Grandpa Lew and Grandma Emma. They were nice to him, dripping with politeness, but he would have much preferred to be back home on the farm. It was hot and humid here, even at night. The local park—the only place to find a basketball game—was populated by black kids. That didn’t bother him. He’d grown to know plenty of black kids at basketball camps and AAU over the past six years. He was content to stand by, dribbling his worn Wilson ball, and waiting for a chance to play, but he was unprepared for the racial jibes he received at the hands of the other kids—“whitey” and “paleface” being the mildest. Ty stood by and fumed. He could see the others play and knew that they were basically an undisciplined group with flashy offensive moves, but no defensive skills. The jibes continued until he heard a voice from behind him. It was soft, but determined. “Monroe, you’d better stop that. Momma will …
Karen hiked naked in the desert
This is a true story. It took place on Wednesday, February nineteenth of two thousand and three. Karen was 49 at the time. While on a trip to Las Vegas, Karen and I decided to rent a Harley like the one we owned at home. We called the local Harley dealer and secured a new two thousand and three Harley ultra-classic. We took a cab to the dealer and picked up a bike for a two day rental. On the first day we did the usual suggested rides to the dam and the Painted Desert. We stopped along the highway at a small spot that had a large grove of trees next to the railroad tracks to cool off. This was probably a place where kids went to party. There was a fire pit and logs circling it. Karen had once told me that I should never dare her to do anything I did not really want her to do because she would take the dare. I decided I wanted to see if she really would. I told Karen that I wanted her to get naked and hike in the desert along the railroad tracks with me. She reminded me that the tracks ran alongside the highway, though not well traveled, she could be seen by anyone driving down the road. I told her that was the idea and dared her to do it. She did not say a word, but started to take her clothes off. When she had stripped down to just her boots, she stood there totally naked. Karen took me by the hand and asked me if this was what I wanted her to do. After telling her “Yes”, she told me, “Let’s do it”. She walked between me and the tracks, holding my hand. Karen and I talked …
Sex With My Sister (Book 1 Chapter 7)
Author’s Note: It is my firm belief that no one reads these now. This story is fiction. If you don’t like it, let me know why. If you don’t want to tell me why, then you can go fuck a duck. Book 1 Chapter 7 After returning home, Heather was in the mood to cuddle, and so we cuddled up and watched movies for the next week or so, waiting for her period to pass. A few days after her period had passed, we still hadn’t had sex. I wasn’t exactly sure what my sister was up to. She cuddled with me daily, but when I tried anything she pulled away, telling me I had to wait. It was infuriating. I could hardly stand it. When mom got home, she and Heather went into her room, doing who knows what… then it came a knock on the door, then the doorbell rung, and Heather ran to it, yelling out “I’ve got it.” A few moments later she passed by the door with both Catlin and Jessi in tow. Catlin waved to me and Jessi giggled. Something was up, I wasn’t too sure as to what but Mom soon came into the living room and kicked me out, saying the girls had the living room for the rest of the night. I rolled my eyes as I made my way into my room and grabbed a book. It wasn’t long before I hit the light and passed out. I didn’t even wake up until I started having a dream, or at least at first it was a dream. I dreamt that Catlin came in my room, laid down on top of me, with her pussy in my face and began blowing me. It turns out that it wasn’t a dream, as I opened my eyes, there she was, with her beautiful …
Music, Dance and Spices
My life is full, Wondrous and bright. And I am thankful For it all– Friends, Lovers, Family, Sisters, Brothers, Big and small, Old and young. But most of all I am thankful for you. You guide me, Protect me, Love me, Cherish me, And always feed My lustful desires. Now I sit here Thinking, dreaming, hoping To be the bright spark In your day, Your want, Your need, Your desire. Together we will make magic. Beautiful music– A tune only we understand. While we move passionately In a dance of love. Together we will cook it up. Adding a mixture of spices– Hot, tangy, sweet, wet. A tasty treat for each other. The music, the dance, the spices– Appreciating it all. And you, On my mind, In my heart, Invading my soul. Forever.
little on the side
Well, I already told you, in my first story, about my shy petting with a girl from work. I ussualy dont have any relations with my coworkers, but my experience with that lovely blonde, made me think about other options. So, I got my eyes on a lovely, tall brunette, that works in my departament. She is very beautifull, tall (6ft, I am little over that), with full lips, medium size tits, and very nice, a bit bigger ass and glorious thighs. As the only place I saw her was work, I enjoyed seing her in business outfits, that just perfectly sat on her figure. Being 26, she started working a couple months back, just after graduation. She is from a small place in the countryside, very conservative in any way, so I had to think of a different approach to her. I found out she has a boyfriend, living in her hometown, to which she will never return, and since the apartament prices in Belgrade are insanely high, I knew that she needed a little boost. I started calling her to drinks after work, a lunch, took her a couple of times to some nice, luxurious places, where she saw couple of celebrities (that is much easier in Belgrade, than in other parts of Europe – celebrity actors, singers and musicians are acting more like everyday folks), so that got her off her feet. I was patient, since all of this started at the begining of september, and I wondered, how far can I go with her. She gave me a first hj, somewhere in the middle of september, after two weeks. She felt bad, for her bf, but …
Wife Reluctant To Be Naked etc. part 3
So now my wife Judy has had two VERY EROTIC encounters with our postman, one of which I got to witness first hand. And this has been quite a learning experience for me, especially with me working on her for years for us to experience nudity in an environment other than at home. So I am now wondering if her willingness to go to a nudist resort is out of guilt, (because of the postman episode), or if she really wants to go. My thinking now is, if we do go to a nudist resort, it will be a much tamer affair due to most having strict rules regarding any sexual activities. The postman affair has allowed me to see my wife in a new light. One that is quite exciting. So, before planning any kind of nudist resort trip I suggest to her an alternative, one that will prove to me she is ready for more nudist exposure. So one evening we are again naked on our couch. There was nothing interesting on TV so I tell her about a co-worker, Ralph who just this month had a swimming pool installed in his back yard. I told her that he's only had it a month and used it very little and asked if we wanted to come over sometime for a swim. Judy has met Ralph only a time or two and wasn't really impressed with him. "He has the manners of a washed up comedian" she said one time. I told her he is a bit on the crude side but he asked if we would watch his place for a few weeks as he has to go out of town to care for his ill mom. "He said the pool is ours for the whole two weeks." I added, …
A Visit Home By Shauna Riley Previously posted in
My name is Shauna Riley I just recently visited with my parents, Rich and Beth at their home for a little vacation. I always enjoy visiting my parents. Especially my Dad, Rich, he knows how to satisfy me & make me happy. When I arrived he showed me the latest toy in his basement. He now has a wooden stock to put a woman in to satisfy her. And needless to say he was in a hurry to show me his latest toy and to use me in it. He and my mother were quick to take all my clothes off and put me in the stock. My Dad got behind me and rammed his big hard cock into my pussy telling me that I was in for a real treat this vacation. While alternately fuck my pussy and my ass hole my Mom got up on the stool and put her wet pussy to my pink lips. She wrapped her legs so I could not move & and then she squeezed hard forcing my head and tongue into her hungry pussy. While my Dad pumped in and out like a battering ram she told me of the plans they had for me. For four new men had moved into their neighborhood, they were Jamaican and as my Mom put it they had the biggest cocks he had ever seen or had. She said that over the past month they had come by almost daily to fuck her as well as my Dad. And that my treat would be tonight that they would all have me. I couldn’t wait for the gang banging I would soon receive. That evening when the four of them showed up I was dressed in a low cut little black dress that left34G breasts and left nothing to the imagination, I wore nothing underneath the …
My Lifes Valentine
You were my Valentine when we were teens And when we married at twenty-one, my Valentine you remained Each year without fail I gave you nature and greens And when we were thirty your presence my soul barely contained On each anniversary I painted you my feeling The reds of passion and the blues of lust Each year you had me reeling From my depths I craved you, to have you I must As the years flew by my passion never bored Nor did yours for me We made sweet and succulent each an average word For what we had was divine and free As our Valentines days shared reached fifty We sat together under our favorite tree. But this year you didn’t know me As I held your hand and pulled you close to me. But I knew inside where no one can see You still felt all you could for me For what we had and have is for eternity Where no one can see but you and me. You may think this rhyme somewhat sad But only if you missed out on what I had For the end does not tell the tale of time Nor the tale of life together in the land of Valentine.