Dorette was taking a stroll around her parents’ garden. While they were on holiday she was around for a couple of days to look after the house and to make sure the staff did their jobs properly. Of course, at nineteen she didn’t get as much respect from them as her father, who was a lot older, but the fear of her passing any complaints on made sure that most of the tasks were done properly. Grinning, she watched one of the boys pretending to be hard at work in the garden. She could tell he wasn’t in a very good shape. Not so much because of the blazing sun that was straight overhead, but more because he had kept her awake for most of the time that night. Well, not directly, but he seemed to her the kind of guy who had made the Spanish maid moan and scream with passion for half the night. And, she had to admit, the noise hadn’t left her untouched, but something inside her made her feel too proud to get turned on by the horny grunts of her father's personnel. She walked over to Richard and looked at him inquisitively. When she got close to him he looked up and saw the cynical smile on her face. “Well, Richard, heavy work isn’t it? Or are you still worn out from last night?” He shrugged his shoulders but she ignored the gesture, continuing her interrogation while she paced up and down in front of the lad, just to irritate him. “How come that a decent girl like Consuela sees anything in you? I mean, it was you who made her moan most of the night, wasn’t it?” The look on his face …
Lets Do It Your Way, Frank
At twenty-five years of age, Frank Rizzitti was a bit over 6 foot tall, swarthy of skin and color due in a large part to his Italian heritage. Always clean- shaven, Frank was nice enough looking in his appearance, somewhat resembling his favorite singer, Tony Bennett. The same hooked sort of nose, dark hair and blue eyes, even a small cleft in his chin. What made Frank so popular with most women were not his looks however, it had more to do with the size and girth of his cock. A full ten inches long and thick when erect, most women (and some men) would get weak in the knees at their first sight of it. Seven years younger than her husband, Jennifer Haynes (nee Rizzitti) was only a few blemishes short of being beautiful. Those of you who can remember an actress named Doris Day, picture her in your mind and you will be seeing Jennifer. Golden blonde hair that she liked to wear short in a page boy style, pale blue eyes and well-defined lips even if a bit on the pouty side, she possessed a simple loveliness. A sprinkle of freckles s**ttered randomly on either side of her upturned nose, perfect teeth and a ready smile, the personification of the All-American girl from next door. She possessed the sort of quiet prettiness and grace that reminded one of another era. A slightly southern twang to her voice, (she was born in South Carolina) Jennifer brought to mind the ghost of the taste of mint juleps… of wide veranda’s that encircled stately mansions…magnolia trees and carriage …
In Plain Sight: An Escorts Story – Part 3
At this point in the day I can honestly say that I didn’t know how I was supposed to feel about everything that had happened. Let me explain. I had been yelled at by my boss. I had walked in the scorching heat only to get to the owner of the ice cream parlor’s house and see him standing naked on the deck. I was then invited into his house and shown a video of me giving his son a blowjob, my boss at the ice cream parlor and accepting money for it. I was then fired and promptly hired back in a different position. To cap it off the owner of the ice cream parlor, Mr. Ken Keller, stared at a video of me with a cum covered cock in my mouth and said he wanted me to be his “Personal Assistant”. I was extremely stressed and would have given anything to turn the clock back two weeks to when I hadn’t given that first blowjob. “There is someone I want you to meet,” Mr. Keller announced and promptly got up and walked to his desk. He didn’t pick up the phone on the desk but rather opened a desk drawer and pulled a phone out. After poking around for a few seconds he put the phone to his ear and waited. “Hey there Sweet Pea,” Mr. Keller said into the phone. He paused in silence for a few seconds as this ‘Sweet Pea’ spoke. “Yeah, it went very well. Do you think you can do me a big favor?” Mr. Keller asked and waited for a response. “Yeah the one from the video,” Mr. Keller answered and looked at me then up at the image frozen on the television on the wall. “Can you get her a phone, get her …
Mother With The Hots Part 3
When Sally returned, both Marilyn and Donny were dressed. As had been his habit during the hotter days, Donny wore his shorts.Marilyn liked that, because there was always the possibility the head ofhis cock would sneak into view. She had selected a wrap-around skirt andcotton blouse. She felt deliciously naked under it, having deliberatelyleft her panties and bra off. The flap of her skirt opened as shewalked, revealing her smooth, long thighs. Sally had not changed from her skin-tight swimsuit, and it seemed toalways be pulled into the crack of her sweet-looking ass. Donny's eyes were hot as he looked at the lovely little blonde, andMarilyn knew how much he wanted to fuck the girl. She felt his desirebecause she too was drawn toward the succulent sweetness. She felt nojealousy because Donny stared almost embarrassingly at Sally, in factshe was amused by his infatuation. Being somewhat wiser than her son,she knew that since Sally had shown her body to him it only required abit more time before Sally would be fucking her son and quite wildly. Despite her fresh, beautiful, innocent looks, Sally had eyes thatsmoldered with eager readiness to fuck. Her eyes flirted not only withDonny, but with Marilyn too. But that came as no surprise to Marilyn,not from what she had heard about Sally and Donny. A girl that age, withher juices boiling, was ready to enjoy either boy or girl. "Why don't you come with us, Marilyn?" Sally said. The use of her first name did not bother Marilyn. She …
Flash Fairytales: The Beast of Beauty
The mansion’s pale lights flickered in the rustling leaves and swaying tree boughs, casting tendrils of sinister shadows across the garden. The clipping of heels heralded the tall, gracious figure strutting up the stone pathway. Her pace was quick, but her gait was firm and steady. Even her silhouette oozed confidence. The doors opened and bathed her flowing auburn hair in light. She glowed in the bright yellow cloak – and matching dress – trailing in her wake. As she stepped inside, the doors closed solidly behind her. Her cloak fell away in front of the door as both of her elegant, golden heels were kicked to opposite corners of the hall. A swish of her hair and a shrug of her slender shoulders seemed to lighten her mood immediately. She turned on the spot and crooked a finger at the man by the door. “Come with me,” Belle commanded him, a confident smile on her lips. “Now, please.” She pirouetted on the toes of her white stockings and swaggered towards the grand staircase. He was large, well over six feet, and his massive frame filled his suit to bursting. Long, unkempt hair, a shaggy beard and rough hands showed his disinterest in grooming. He followed, watching her strut up the steps, elegantly. Her pale arm reached behind her to point a slender finger at the zipper of her short dress. “Help me out of this.” He followed closer, admiring the tightness of the dress around her hips, hugging her figure. He took a deep breath as Belle stepped onto the landing. He pulled hard …
The Perfect Moment
Your sadness sparked my interest My only goal was to make you smile Our lives were each their own chaos But our love was in destiny's hands Conversations about life's turmoils Slowly blossoming into a friendship Taking turns supporting one another Helping each other to find their smile Trust and commitment built slowly One brick at a time we began to craft A trust that could endure life's trials Could finding love make us whole again? Seeing your face for the very first time Was a feeling I will remember forever Suddenly butterflies filled my insides I knew instantly you were all I needed Giving myself to you was my challenge I was so broken the damage was visible Wearing my pain just like a suit of armor Desperate to protect my heart from hurt You swore your intentions were pure I could feel myself finally letting go Letting you past the armor I had built Trying not to question if I was worthy The airport terminal was our first real kiss That kiss was a perfect moment in time Marking the next phase of our love story Kissing you awoke something inside me Yet I was still holding back because of fear Knowing that you could shatter my heart I wanted badly to give my entire self to you Waiting until I found the perfect moment I still remember the exact moment I let go Finally …
Foreplay
My fantasy begins when we embrace in each other’s arms and your hand caresses my soft mane as our lips meet with waiting desire and our tongues melt into each other’s mouths. Our naked bodies lower onto the soft sheets of the playground we call our bed. My laugh is soft and seductive as my hands move down to your steely shaft. My pussy is pleasurably pulsing and I am getting wetter by the minute. Rubbing my warm body up against yours, my nipples are sensitive enough to feel the curly hairs of your chest snagging them, and at the same time, you are taking delight from the feel of my fingers wrapping around your thick manhood and holding on tightly. Your cock is heavy, long and erect, and I love the way it feels against the soft flesh of my palm and makes me want you even more. I begin gliding my hand up and down your warm, solid shaft, and I can tell by the sound of your moan that you are enjoying every delightful sensation my hand has to offer. Kissing your lips and tasting your mouth reminds me of the sweet cherry wine we shared earlier. My hand continues to pleasure your cock, moving slowly up and down as we kiss and enjoy each other’s sweet tasting saliva. Your manhood grows longer and turns harder with each stroke of my hand. My breasts long for pleasure as your large manly hands cup and caress them. Just the feel of your hands squeezing my breasts leaks more juice from my pussy. I moan quietly in your ear, telling you how much I want you as your fingers tease my nipples. …
Tony Takes Me Home
"Well, that's me done for another day. Coming, Diane?" I looked at Cindy with a vacant expression, lost in my indecision. The double-entendre of her last remark was not lost on me. And in a way, it kind of helped me make up my mind. "Soon, I hope. See you tomorrow." She grabbed her coat and bag and left while I pretended to busy myself with something on my screen. Then I switched off the computer and slowly made my way out into the forecourt, just in time to see Tony coming out of the entrance to the Parts Department. He smiled when he saw me, and signalled me to follow him to his car. Like a moth to a flame, I moved instinctively, unaware of my surroundings. My heart beat like a drum inside my chest, but the stirrings in my knickerless loins drove me onwards. He unlocked his Jaguar, and nodded to me to get in. I made a quick sweep of the car park to see if anyone was looking, then opened the door and quickly sunk into the luxurious leather seats. The coolness of the leather came as a shock to my naked nethers, and I involuntarily gasped. Tony looked at me with a mixture of confidence and a wry grin of satisfaction. We exchanged some small talk as we buckled in, and then he pulled out into the main road. Traffic was annoyingly busy, and we stopped in a queue about a mile from work. Tony took the opportunity to look me up and down before he spoke. "Before we get to my place, are you sure you want to go through with this, Diane? I will understand if you've changed your …
Friend reunited
This is a true story. Back in the mid to late 1970's I lived with my f****y in one of those areas that was a very decent place to live, but now due to one thing or another has really gone down hill and you really wouldn't want to walk through there in broad day light let alone at night. But back then it was a great place to grow up. There were lots of f****y's with offspring of similar ages. There was a f****y down the street that had a daughter that was only a few months younger than me and we always seemed to get on well and spent quite a lot of time together. The summers always seemed never ending back then and what with spending so much time together we did what all youngsters of that age do and played Mummy's and Daddies or Doctors and Nurses, nothing bad just showing each other body parts that were not meant to be seen. After a couple of years my Father got a better job and we moved to a house that was about 5 miles from the home we had lived in since I was born. By pure chance the f****y of my young friend moved into the next street just a few months later so our friendship continued. We went through senior school together and of course our circle of friends grew. She even dated a couple of my friends, nothing serious just teenage stuff, and to be honest the general opinion was that she was a touch on the frigid side. Naturally are friendship cooled off as we got closer to leaving school and anyway her personality had changed and she had become what I can only …
Best Friend Sharing A Secret, And Her Dad.
This is another fantasy story of mine, hope you enjoy guys and gals. When my mom, dad and I moved into a new house in a quiet little neighborhood it was scary for me not knowing anybody but that changed when I met my neighbor and soon to be best friend Ali. Ali was around the same age as me and we quickly became friends.We hung out at school together and I spent a lot of time at her house since my mom and dad were constantly working. Ali lived with her dad who was a nice guy but really quiet and kept to himself.Ali and I sat up in her room listening to music, trying on cloths and doing each others makeup whatever we felt like I guess. Ali to me is very pretty with shoulder length red hair and nice hazel eyes but she is the only always complimenting me on my blonde hair and blue eyes. I absolutely loved hanging out with Ali because she was so much like me and being around her made me feel comfortable. That was until one night when I found out something shocking. It was the typical routine after school, Ali and I got off the bus and went to our separate houses so I could see my parents before they left for work and gave me a chance to change and grab a couple things before heading to Ali's. I grabbed some magazines and CD'S before leaving my place and heading to Ali's where we quickly went to her room and put on some music. We sat on her bed talking about our day at school and all kinda of other stuff when Ali asked me if I had ever kissed a guy before. "No" I said as …
Daddys Girl
You invite me over, because you've been so bad and need to be punished. After you let me in you e****t me to your living room where you have a few toys spread out on the table. You look up at me and tell me all the bad things you've done since our last session. "Wow, you really have been a bad little girl, you're really going to get it today" I sit down on the couch with in arms reach of all your toys, but before we begin I ask you to bend over across my lap, we must first begin with giving you a little bit of a spanking, get your ass nice and red as a warm up to the rest. I pull down your little shorts exposing your bare ass to the open air, your skin is soft to the touch as I caress my hand around your ass, giving it one soft slap. *Slap* Your ass has a nice firm feeling, I can barely see where my hand slapped you, a little harder this time around, I pull my hand back further and with a little more f***e *Slap* I can tell that it stung a little as your tightened your ass checks together after my hand made contact. "This is for your own good, I hope you know that" You look back at me and nod your understanding. "Mhmm hmmm" you mutter behind your soft lips. I raise my hand up again and come down a little harder. *Slap* I can see you contort your face a little as this one leaves behind a nice hand print, pink fingers stretch across your ass cheeks. I take my hand and gently rub your ass, I slightly tease your asshole as my fingers wander a little further down. My fingers …
The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Four: The Choice of the Mother
Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Twenty-Four: The Choice of the Mother Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Cast of Characters Main Characters Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones. Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyle's First Wife. Fatima Unmei : Kyle's younger sister and wife, wielder of Fireheart and has woken up from her coma. Christy Unmei nee Leonardson: Kyle's long-time girlfriend turned third wife. She was a member of Ms. Franklin's dark coven and betrayed Kyle and Aaliyah. Christy has found redemption from Ishtar and serves the goddess. She is returning to Kyle. Fumi Unmei nee Nakamura: Kyle's girlfriend and wielder of Windfeather. She has returned blind from Japan, able to lie with Kyle without killing him. Britney Kingston: Kyle's best friend since elementary school. She is a Rakshasa and has sworn to defend Kyle. She is a hermaphrodite and has claimed Phillipa as her mate. Wielder of Waterclaw. Enemies Principal Burke: A man posing as the principal of Kyle's school and a powerful warlock who desires Aaliyah and her power. He has dominated Kyle's mother. Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid: The despotic ruler of the Djinn and leader of the Marid clan. Wants Aaliyah dead to thwart the prophecy. Zaritha: An Ifrit serving the despotic ruler of the Djinn and sent to kill Aaliyah. Captured by Burke, she was freed fighting Fumi in Japan. Joined Kyle's harem to cement …
Ally and Caleb
There is nothing in this empty house. This quiet house. Let me introduce myself. My name is Caleb, I'm nineteen. My girlfriends name is Ally, and she is 18. Her birthday was two weeks ago, as mine was seven months ago. Ally and I decided to move into a house together. Ally's dad finally let her after I had to show him how good I was for her. Her father made me do a lot of things, like, I had to be able to buy a car, have a reasonable job, and more importantly now, buy a house-in which case I did. Now that we have this house, a two bedroom, one bathroom, single family home, we needed to get unpacked. Standing in the living room, I walked out the door, smelling like glue and wood, out to my red ford truck to bring our brand new couches and our brown chair out of the back carriage. I leaned over, slid a tannish couch towards me with my hands, and had a repairmen help me with the other side of the couch when something split into my foot, it felt like a large needle. I dropped the large couch onto the ground, the repairman still holding onto it, and picked up my foot with both hands, hopping on one foot. I look down at my foot and realized it was a nail, sticking out from the bottom of my, brown work boot. I quickly sat on the pavement of the driveway and studied it. "What the fuck," I yelled while staring at my wound with the nail still in it, "I have a fucking nail in my foot, Ally." I saw Ally run to me out the front door with a cardboard box in her hands up to her chest and …
Visit From Talia On Xhamster Day One (True)
So this story is different from others of mine and its one that I am more than excited to share with all of you. Last Sunday I got a message from a girl named Talia (Pic on top) on xhamster that my girlfriend Sarah (Pic on bottom) and I have been talking back and fourth with for a long time. I had even written a couple of stories for her. Anyways she messaged me that she was going to be headed to Chicago for a couple days and was wondering since Sarah and I lived here that maybe we wanted to meet up with her. Sarah was the first to say "Fuck yes" as we made a plan to pick her up from the airport and have her stay at our place a couple days so she didn't have to get a hotel. This story will be about the amazing couple days with had with Talia and will be broken into two parts "Day 1" and "Day 2" so I can share every detail of this experience with all of you. Hope you all enjoy guys and gals. I will link her page here so you can check her out, she is a sweetheart.http://xhamster.com/user/mujamacc Neither Sarah and I got any sl**p the night before we were going to pick Talia up from the airport. We just laid in bed talking about how we were excited but nervous to meet her even though we had been talking to her for awhile now. When the sun finally came up we both got dressed and watched T.V looking at the clocks on our phones almost every other minute eagerly waiting for the time to go. When it finally came we got into my car and headed for the airport where we made our way to …
Kathys New Clean-Up Man
Kathy first met a black man without her husband’s knowledge and had a great time experiencing her first taste of black cock. Kathy told me she loved meeting them and watching the contrast of seeing a huge thick black cock as it slices into her pussy. Kathy still felt guilty about going out with these men and coming home with their seed still inside her belly knowing her husband had no idea his wife was out screwing around. After she told me she was going to stop seeing her black lovers because she felt she was cheating on her husband, I had thought she wouldn’t be making any more video’s anytime soon even though she has developed a huge fan club. So many guys were asking me if Kathy ever told her husband she was screwing black men without him knowing about it. Yes, Kathy finally told him everything that had happen and here is what his response was. Kathy took out a video of her very first meeting with a black man and played it for her husband while they sat in bed. Kathy had no idea how he was going to react until she saw they look on his face as he watched a black man touching her white pussy for the very first time. Several minutes into the video, Kathy began to play with her husband’s cock while he watched and listened to her getting banged by a black bull. She kept very still as she sat next to her husband and watched as her black lover shot his seed deep inside her belly and kept stroking her husband’s cock until the man had stopped moaning and pulled out of her. Kathy …
My Day with James
James and I had met through a craigslist ad i had posted a few weeks before but we never actually hooked up.We emailed back and fourth for about a week before I finally decided I was ready to meet.My heart raced and my hands shook as i typed the message that would change everything."Hey,I think I'm ready to do this."James replied within minutes,”Perfect I have tomorrow off.I’ll get a hotel room and pick you up in the morning,that way we can spend the whole day together.”My heart skipped a beat i was so excited i couldn’t believe that this was actually happening,”That sounds great!I’ll see you tomorrow.” I didn’t sleep a wink that night.I tossed and turned thinking of all the things i wanted him to do to me my cock throbbed as i imagined his strong hands caressing every inch of my body.It was pure torture,but some how I managed to fall asleep and was woken by the sound of my phone buzzing on the night stand.This was it,There was no turning back.I reached over,grabbed my phone and read the message,”On my way be there in 20 mins.”I leapt out of bed and rushed to the shower,cleaned myself up and was barely ready when I got the “here” text.I went outside and saw his black Honda Accord in my driveway i could feel my heart beat in my hands as i fumbled my keys trying to lock up my house.I walked up to the car and there he was.James A muscular man with a little bit of a stomach which i found so sexy he had jet black hair and piercing green eyes.I was speechless at the sight of …
The Mystery Woman
I stand behind you, my hands roaming the front of your body. I explore from your neck to your thighs. My hands are shaking and desperate, but I'm keeping my control for now. I turn your head to the side so I can reach your lips. I bend down and kiss you, deeply and urgently, a taste of what's to come. My lips find the back of your neck as my hands withdraw from you. I reach for the zipper on your dress and slowly start to lower it. I'm going agonizingly slow, drawing it out, torturing both of us with an erotic game. With your zipper undone, I slide your dress off your shoulders, kissing every inch of newly exposed skin, until the dress falls to the floor around your feet. I quickly remove my shirt and pull you into me. I finally feel the heat of you against me as your back rests against my chest. My dick is hard and throbbing against your ass, but still confined in my jeans. I reach around you and take both of your tits in my hands. Not to be outdone or to be too submissive, you reach behind yourself to rub me through my jeans. When you reach for my zipper, I stop you. There'll be plenty of time for exactly what you want. I move you forward to the bed and push forward, urging you onto your hands and knees. I press my groin into your pussy to encourage you forward, I can feel your wetness through my jeans. Once you reach the middle of the bed, I press down on your shoulders and slide a pillow under your hips. Head down, ass up, pussy waiting. This is exactly how I want you. I …
Fixing my s****r-in-laws computer – Part 3
The door slowly closed shut behind my wife. The click of the door handle settling could have been as loud as a gunshot it was so quiet in there. My wife stared blankly at us as if she were in a trance. "Ash…" I said quietly, slowly retracting from inside her s****r. Ashley just gazed on again. I stood up and found my clothes and handed Chloe hers. As I got my boxers on and Chloe pulled up her panties, she suddenly spoke up. "Mom asked me to come set some meat out to defrost since Chloe wasn't answering her phone. She thought she was at a friend's house and just ignoring her. Instead I come here and find out what she was really doing," she said. "Honey, I know what this looks like," I began, but she cut me off quickly. "This is exactly what it looks like. You're fucking my fifteen year old s****r!" she exclaimed. Chloe chimed in, "And he was doing amazing at it until you got here. Don't you knock?" Ashley was taken aback by Chloe's rudeness, but didn't let it faze her. "He's my husband. Don't you fuck men who aren't married to your s****r? Whatever happened to you being a good Christian girl?" "Your husband just took my virginity, s*s," Chloe said. "So, no, I don't." She looked at me in disbelief. "Really? You're into taking fifteen year old girls' virginities now?" I just stood there dumbfounded. Of course I was. "But look at her, babe," I began. "She's just like you, but younger and a little prettier." Chloe interrupted, looking upset. "Only a little?" Ashley looked …
One Rainy Evening Part 12
As they were shown into the private dining room at Zwei Steine Deli, the three people who were already there stood and warmly greeted Bobby, Bobbie and Janet. Sara immediately walked over to Bobby and kissed his cheek and gave him a loving hug, thanking him from the bottom of her heart. Her father, Jack, also walked over and shook his hand and gave him a hug, tears running and unable to speak because of his emotional state. Sara's mother, Rachael, kissed his cheek and thanked him for his thinking and actions, tears also pouring down her face. After a minute or so, the Frankel parents overcame their emotions and gleefully greeted the three new friends-to-be. Sara asked Bobby if she could have a moment in private with him and he told her that she could. They walked over to a far corner and sat down across a table from each other. "Mr. Thomas, you were like a guardian angel for me when you rescued me from that creature. I will be forever in your debt for what you did," Sara said, quietly. "Sara, I am so sorry that I didn't get there in time to prevent him from doing what he did to you. I have already had nightmares about it," Bobby told her softly, tears streaming down his face. "Mr. Thomas, the important thing is that you were able to stop him from probably getting me pregnant. How could you have done more? He had just gotten his penis barely into me when you stopped him," Sara added. "But he took from you something that you will never again have and I feel responsible," Bobby …
His Love
Looking into his eyes she can see and feel his love and desire moving onto the tips of her toes she leans in softly brushing her lips against his, As she wraps her arms around him Holding, pulling him close. Knowing he is the only one that truly understands her and knows her completely. For her, he is her everything and she trusts him completely.. When she gets nervous or scared he calms her with a gentle touch, or softly spoken word. He makes her feel safe and at home with him always. Smiling as the kiss breaks apart she whispers, “I love you Baby!”
OHGirl: My Turn at Porn
Velvet: My sore and swollen pussy dripped as I got off of the plane and I couldn’t wait to slide down onto Mikey’s big, white cock. I had departed from Japan, after a month and a half of work, and I had worn no panties under my tight, short, black, sexy dress. It had helped to keep from irritating my already sore and swollen clit and labia, but it had also allowed me to play with myself during the flight. I had been fucking and sucking every day while I was in Japan, horny as hell, from being two months pregnant, and taking care of my contractual obligations as I shot more than 2 dozen gangbang bukkake fetish films and took part in a couple of online fan gangbangs. It had all been prearranged and along with my e****ting on the side, I had been a very busy and lucrative little slut. My final day and a half had been spent with my boyfriend Nelson, whom had arrived to surprise me. He was in Japan to shoot a couple of porn flicks in the next week and we made love multiple times before I flew out of Tokyo. He knew I was pregnant, but that didn’t stop him from pounding the fuck out of my ass and cunt during our short time together. I was so horny, that I had masturbated under a blanket during the flight and had to make my way to the restroom to finish. I had jammed three of my fingers into my red, swollen slit and stroked away until I squirted over the toilet seat and then tasted some of the juices from my fingers. Some of the semen was still inside of me, from the many loads that …
How my stepmother and I taught my BF to Fuck
link with pictures and movies: http://adf.ly/vyRUZ My name is Veronica and this is the story of how me and my stepmom trained my sexually inexperienced boyfriend. My mom and dad divorced when I was younger. I spend two weeks a year with my mom. My dad remarried India when I was seventeen. We hit it off and got along well because she never tried to be my mother. By the time I turned eighteen she ended up becoming my closest friend, my confident and eventually even my lover. My real mom is well there is no nice way to say it is a whore. She strips and has sex with wealthy men for money. Obviously that is how she met my dad all those years ago. She has told me she tried to make it work and she stuck with the marriage until I was two before she left us. In her own way I know she loves me, and did the best thing she could for me by getting out of my life, and letting my dad and a series of nannies raise me. I immediately liked India because she wasn’t a gold digger and she didn’t try to mother me. I had made it this far without a mother and I didn’t need a mother all of the sudden. My dad and India have an unusual arrangement to say the least . They don’t necessarily have a romantic sort of love and they both see other people. Most people simply call what they have an open relationship. My dad travels a lot and out of any given month he is gone for at least three weeks. After he saw how well me and India hit it off he married India partly to provide me a companion and a life …
My girlfirends mother (part 3)
In parts 1 and 2 I let you all in on my past as a teenager in Salt Lake City and how I had sex with my girlfriend's mother while we were alone. Also, how it turned out I discovered that my girlfriend's parents were closet swingers and had been having sex with the lady next door. The weekend that I house sat while they were at their cabin I discovered all of this and then amazingly I ended up having sex with the neighbor lady. She also let me in on how enormous my girlfriend's father's dick was and that the neighbor lady had been pleasured by him. Anyway, after I learned all this and my girlfriend's parents came home from their cabin I couldn't think of them the same anymore. They were straight arrow Mormons on the surface but closet swingers with the neighbor lady. Just being around them made me horny. I ended up saying my good-byes to them and they thanked me for watching the house. All the way home I drove with a hard on thinking about those people having sex. A couple of weeks later I dropped by to ask my girlfriend if she could go swimming with me at Lagoon. It was really hot and sultry and it just seemed so appealing to go swimming for the afternoon. I knocked on the door and my girlfriend's mother answered. Oh my god, she had a body to die for. She was wearing tight pants and a sleeveless blouse. I knew Mormons were supposed to wear long underwear and that she was obviously not wearing hers. Her arms were so sumptuous looking and I could have just started kissing …
Our One Time 3 way – Part 2
Our One Time 3 way – Part 2 The next morning, I awoke to one of my favorite memories of my time with mom. She was under the covers providing me with a morning blow job. My cock was nice and hard, waking up well before I did. I threw back the covers and mom looked up at me with her mouth full of my cock. She winked at me before pulling my cock out with a loud pop! “Good morning baby. I didn’t think you’d mind me getting started.” “I’ve never had a problem mom. One thing though…” “And what would that be baby?” “I think your pussy is feeling left out.” With that mom, shifted into a 69 and brought her pussy over my face. I went about enjoying mom’s delicious pussy while she took her time playing with my cock and balls. Eating out mom was a favorite pastime. She still has the yummiest pussy I’ve ever had. And it always a major turn on for me to know I was licking and sucking where I first came into the world. Mom taught me well how to eat a pussy. I loved placing my mouth over her sex and sucking on her monds and lips. I shove my tongue deep inside of her walls, snaking into around. She also loves it when I rim her ass, it makes her squirm. I slap her cheek and asks if she wants my cock. “I do baby but not just now. I not ready but tonight, there is no way I won’t have it! Now let’s come together then we can get dressed for breakfast and shopping. I “forgot” to pack any lingerie and you can help me choose new.” Mom knows I have a panty and lingerie fetish. She loved dressing …
Bible Thumper (part3) Taste me
as I continued to come,I had to sit back on Jason's legs quickly, to keep from collapsing due to the violent spasms of my legs.I thought to myself (what the fuck is this why B*tches moan and scream when we fuck?)i took this time to look at all the come Between Jason and I… I started to feel guilty …almost a level of disgust … and a overwhelming collection of feelings of pure ENJOYMENT,CONFUSION,RECKLESSNESS,REGRET and SATISFACTION.How did i end up with This beautiful, smooth ,chocolate, Thick ,Muscular dudes DICK… Deep inside of me..BAREBACK… pumping away like he was trying to create the last human being for existence? AS I struggled to catch my breath Jason grabbed me by the back of my neck, his hands were very firm and tight.He kissed me deeply and i closed my eyes. weirdly enough, allowing this fellow MAN to take away all the stress and worry that had burdened me.while my eyes were closed my sense of smell was heightened. The mixed Aroma of sweat,cologne and confusingly Bleach or chlorine filled the space of my car.It began to arouse me again.my throbbing phallus jumped around rigorously… slapping against Jason's inner thighs.My sore asshole began contracting and made kissing sounds.Jason's hands moved down my body as if he was connected to my silhouette… polishing it for display.They moved from MY HEAD… rubbing it attentively..TO MY SHOULDERS.. massaging them like he had practiced the ancient art of massage therapy… MY CHEST.. grabbing my pecks like a …