There are worlds behind your eyes, I long for them to envelope me, draw closed the lonely spaces separating our hands, the words we've been scared to say to each other. Like sonnets written with your voice, place your lips on me so I can feel the lovely verses made that can fill the cracks made by cold exits. But I will not reach for you out of pain, it's because you found me exactly as I am, surrendering to the same pull, drawing me to all that you are. There are hidden notes in your words, I long to decipher them, the meaning carefully placed within each one envelopes me in the dark. Where the locks of your hair cover and flutter along my face like soft silk plumes as your lips whisper we never have to be scared again, that each second together writes a private sonnet. The fingers interlacing as your body covers me, the street lamp's soft golden glows, splashing across your face for a moment when a chilled breeze pushes the curtains aside. They're all verses composing the countless details I'll cling to, the raw intimacy that pens and cameras cannot truly record. There are universes inside you I long to know the axis and elements of, to know what makes you envelope me because I'm already there and ready to create The next verse and all others until there are no spaces left between us.
HOW I CAME A YOUNG SLUT FOR OLDER MEN
Education for becoming a young slut for older men. PART 1 : INTRODUCTION Many guys here are surprised when I say I prefer older men. And even more when I say MUCH OLDER men. That means not guys 5-10 years older than me but guys other 50. So I think I should tell u how became that attraction for becoming an old perv’s fuckdoll. It happened after I finished highschool and got the opportunity to go to University. I’m from a small town here so I had to move quite far from home to the capitol city. It means I had to find a place to sl**p. All the university’s low cost apartments were already busy since long. My parents did not have means to help me much; already, paying the school was hard for them and I did not want to ask them more. I thought I would find a student job in a restaurant or something to pay the rest. At that point, I must say I was not anymore a virgin; I had had a few boyfriends and of course some of them (3 actually) had managed to reach my bed but no I was not especially a depraved girl. So I started to look for a small room in town. I read announces in the newspapers, on the internet. I did visit many places but most of them were too expensive and even if not, the owners did not want to trust me because they were scared I could not pay the rent. Finally, just a few days before University started, I found a room to rent that was not too expensive. It was just a room and a small bathroom at an old guy but it was clean. The owner was a recently retired guy who …
The Academy
Jasper barely caught the bus this morning. He had to run, as fast as he could without slipping on ice, to his bus that was waiting at the corner of his nice neighborhood in Chicago. Without doubt he was nervous, but was open to the new experience. See Jasper was on his way to a sex academy. Sex school is nothing but a distant dream to kids like Jasper. Sex schools only accept the most attractive kids around, but what they also do is attempt to accept kids with unique looks. Different cultures, features, and appearances come to this school with one common factor, they all are horny and sexy teenagers. This high school is exactly what it sounds like, teens are hand picked to attend and they study the art of intercourse. It is built differently then a normal high school, but same idea, there are only four classes, each with a different teacher and different class mates, for variety purposes. Jasper is still for the most part clueless on how this will go. Jasper was a stocky boy, a little bit chubby in perspective but he had a cunning look. His facial features were terrific, he had nice brown hair and eyes. Aside from that, there was a way about him, the way he walks and talks was just so cool and collected. He was one to be desired to say the least. He arrives at school. The atmosphere was similar to any other school he has ever been to. People were talking in groups, walking to classes, the normal stuff. From where he was standing it was a normal high school, strange to think …
School of electrostimulation (E-stim).
Electro sex is NOT for Teens. Electrosex is the most woderful way to replace hand stroking to produce exploding orgasms, or orgasms that can last for minutes or even hours. It can cause orgasms that make you writhe in orgasmic pain squirming on the floor, or screaming for it to stop. It is unlike any orgasm because it can last as long as you can stand it,and it can kill you. That is the reason I would not recommendd you try it. If not done right you could be dead. If done with homemade equipment you could be dead. It could even cripple you for life. You may find all kinds of posts on the internet that tell you how to do it, even on U Tube. Don't trust what most of them say. For instance there are a number of them that use a Amplifier or tape machine, etc as the source. They may even suggest certain music that packs a punch. NEVER, NEVER, NEVER use music in electro-sex. No matter how you use it there is no way it is safe. It may not kill you (it could if used certain ways) but it will always damage you. You might use it a hundred times and not notice the damage done, but it is there and will show up some time in the future. You might use it only once and suffer severe nerve damage such that you can never hve an orgasm in the future, or loose the use of your legs. So NEVER, NEVER, NEVER use music in electro-sex. Its not worth the damage you have done to yourself, either imediate or in the future. And never use any equipment designed to play music as it is not designed to …
My Camping Trip
My Camping Trip I have a gay sex with a stranger in a campground public shower. This is a true story. It has been a few years since this happened, and I've only recently gotten back into writing. So with plenty of perverted ideas knocking around in my head I thought I'd tell you about the the time I went camping with family, and ended up having sex with a stranger. I'll start by saying I'm not the most athletic guy, honestly I'm quite the nerd. However since this story falls under true I wont lie or embellish, though that might make the story less exciting. As far as my physical appearance goes I'm pretty slim, brown hair and eyes, I am white with a few freckles on my face, and a farmer's tan. So I'll begin the story at the beach, my dad and I took a camping trip with my uncle down to a GA campground with the plans to stay 2 weeks. Honestly everything sucked until I got laid, I'm not a big fan of camping or even the beach. I have no great desire to surf, fish, ogle girls in bikinis or get drunk. Like I said before: Nerd. While killing most of my time by reading the backlog of books I had brought, eventually a new group of campers pulled of in the lot across from ours, which also was right next to the public rest rooms. It was a group of about six people, mostly loud and annoying. However as I sat in my camp reading, I happened to notice one of the young guys in their camp staring at me. I wasn't sure at first, but almost every time i would look over, his eyes were focused on …
sexy net wife
This story relates to my wife rittu and I got married with her in 2005 and after ten years of marriage and 2 k**s rittu had blossemed herself into full fledged ripe woman with sexy fig of 36 32 38 and with long hair and fair skin we had an active sex life but that was becoming boring night by night with same sex positions.Rittu was fully satisfied with me but for me it was becoming monotonous and then I decided to change into something new. I started chatting on yahoo id and started making new friends and all were male friendsand they were desparetly looking for a female to chat.I frankly told them that I am a male and married and looking for something new.I made four friends on the chat who sounded geniune and were all well off.Their name were bardes ,Rahul,Santosh ,Sachin and.Bardesh was from amhedabad and was married Rahul from ludhina ,Santosh from kanpur sachin from noida and all three were unmarried.I now started liking all of them and they even used to show thir dicks to me.Santosh and rahul dicks were huge in size around 10 inches and I rally used to get turned on seeing their long dicks.I then started showing them my wifes pics and they used to shag and bring out thier cum.All four of them wanted to desparetly fuck rittu in real and they prasing my wife I used to mastuburate with them while showing my wifes sexy pics and videos to them. Rahul told me that he wants to get married to my wife and fuck her day and night and then in the night an idea strike me and I …
Tom
I wanted to share this because it was a helluva great time. After nearly 20 years I got up the nerve again to try another bi experience. The last time I had been with a man I was 21 and had only been with 2 different men, one twice and one once. An ex and I (hopefully you read that story) had played around with dildos and strap-ons but it's just not the same. I put an ad on the local m4m casual relationship area of Craigslist. I put some pics I took wit my phone on the ad and waited to see if anyone was interested. My ad stated that I wanted my age or older, with small to average cock size (big ones are uncomfortable and there's no pleasure in that) and all the usual things you see on an ad. Well, I got several replies and after talking to a couple of them ruled them out. One looked like he lived under an overpass and could only get together if I came and got him and we went somewhere, the other could only meet mornings on certain days. I'm married and at the time my wife's work schedule had her gone in the afternoon and evenings. A week went by and I pulled the ad. I decided about a month later to try again, so I worded the ad a little differently. This time I put the times I was available and went into more detail of what I was looking for. Well I got more replies and weeded through the ones that didn't do a couple things I asked (include a pic, give a basic description of themselves, what their interests were, etc.). I talked to one guy in his mid-20's and he was too far …
A Salemans Life. Part2,
That night as I lay in bed next to my wife I couldnt help but think about what I had done in that toilet with that stranger and what he had done to me and the more I thought about it the harder my cock became and as I drifted off into a deep sl**p I knew I had to do it again and I wasnt bother with who it was, colour, age it didnt bother me. I woke just after six that next morning and after showering and shaving went back through to the bedroom, I opened my underwear draw and took out a pair of white boxer shorts and slipped them on then as I glanced in the mirror I again thught of that stranger and again my cock started to rise, half an hour later fully dressed I went down stairs where I drank two cups of coffee before bidding and kissing my wife farewell telling her I would be late home as I was heading up north. I made my way to the garage and got into my car and as I sat there I thought how she hadnt even bothered to look up from the paper she was reading. Two hours later I was in Blackburn at one of my regular customers, John a nice young man he was tall well eductaed with blond hair and blue eyes and always smelt of Aramis aftershave he had worked hard to build his business up and it seemed to have paid off, after the usual frendly niceties John placed a good order with me then we sat chating and drinking turkish coffee for a short while until I knew it was time to go and with his order and a cheque for the payment in my case we shook hands and parted, but today it …
Older lady…
Well, to be totally honest, I have a slight fetish for flashing my cock now. I don't really know how or why it started, but I do know that it's such a turn-on for me. And it's not just the flashing thing that does it. It's more complicated than that. I like seeing the reaction on a woman's face when sees it, particularly the response when they don't think anyone knows they're watching. So, I have a window in my bathroom that faces the street in my neighborhood. It's an older house and the window is probably larger than it would be in a modern home. Originally, the window was glazed so only light came through, but I changed it a few years ago with a regular window that I'd found at a discount building supply. A glazed replacement would have been several hundred dollars more. To remedy the problem of being able to see into the bathroom, we just installed curtains. It just so happens that with my new flashing hook, I have a new favorite place in the house!!! Anyways, so people walk up and down the road all the time. I can see them coming from some distance in my bedroom or living room which allows me to try and flash only who I want to. Usually, they don't look anyways, but the thought that they might, keeps me going. So there's this one lady, she's older than me, probably about fifty-five or so. She walks every morning and every evening. The first few times I flashed her, she didn't look, just kept on walking. However, a few days after my first attempt, she did!!! I saw her …
A night out with Laura and Leisa … and their dev
Laura: My friend Leisa decided it was time for her and I to take Scott on a date. There was a progrock band playing nearby that we knew he was sure to like so we decided to take him there. Leisa had moved in with us at the beginning of the summer, renting out her place and enjoying the all the attentions, sexual and otherwise, that Scott and I lavished on her. I love having her around and watching her taking care of him (not to mention the help with other household chores). So he's has been a busy man, what with keeping me, Leisa and some of our other females friends happy this summer. I know he has enjoyed the summer as much as we have. Anyway, Leisa decided it was time for us to get dressed up and go stepping out. And she certainly could deck herself out … with her enormously beautiful 36FF breasts … she was so thin and yet they were so huge! I thought I looked really hot wearing a tight dress that showed off all of my curves, accenting my nice little ass and accentuating my full breasts with ample cleavage. Taking one last glance at myself in the mirror, I was totally satisfied, for once, with my round boobs, thin sexy body and lovely face and hair. But then I saw Leisa … She was an absolute goddess as always, but this time she out did herself. Her pretty face made even more perfect by her carefully applied makeup. Her dress was just perfect on that heavenly body of hers. Each curve of her astounding boobs more rounded than the next, her profound cleavage even more …
The Girl With The Pink Flowered Panties
I was in an apartment laundry room when I saw them for the first time. And my cock went as hard as a rock. I've seen a lot of hot girls. I've seen a lot of girls that wore some very sexy things and that showed off a lot of skin. However, the girl that I saw on that Friday evening was one that I would never forget. The girl with the pink flowered panties. I was putting my clothes in a washing machine when the girl walked into the room. I didn't know her name or who she was. All I knew was that she was beautiful. The girl was about 18 or 19 years old. She had blonde hair and brown eyes. She had flip-flops on and was wearing a pink tank top and a tiny dark blue miniskirt. The girl walked over to a nearby washing machine and pulled her soaked clothes out of it. Then she walked over to a dryer and placed her clothes into it. Suddenly, a piece of clothing slipped out of the dryer and fell onto the floor. The girl bent over to pick up a sweatshirt that she had dropped. As she leaned forward, the miniskirt that she was wearing crawled up her long legs. I gazed at her upon instinct and gasped when I saw the thin cotton panties that were underneath that tiny miniskirt. The girl's panties were white with purple lace and did little to hide the ass that was underneath them. However, the thing that stuck out the most about her panties was those little pink flowers. They were scattered across her panties. A line of bright pink flowers covered the area where her pussy was. The moment was …
Making love with a friend
It was a winter afternoon in Arizona when I lost my virginity to a girl named Emma. At the time, we were merely k**s. I was 14 and she was 13. At the time, we had known eachother since I got into middle school. We even dated for a while until she moved to Maine. During that time we never made love. Now every once in a while she would let me touch her, but no sex of any kind and she had the most amazing body in the whole school. And since we were in the eighth grade she had the most amazing body in the entire class. Smooth curves. C sized breasts. Long, brown hair with brown eyes. She was what made all the guys drop their tongues to the floor and run to the end of their chains and start barkin' like the horny dogs they were. Including me. I, too, long desired to ravish her body like an a****l. But I didn't want to violate her by just asking her like a dick. And I thought she'd never sl**p with me because she only saw me as a 'friend'. Emma and I both lived a few miles away from eachother, so I couldn't walk to her house. And it took only 15 minutes to get there. We both went to school together and the times we were together we kissed. The other k**s at the school didn't know because we stayed away from each other during class and "around people" times. That day the Special Ed k**s were going to the Phoenix zoo. Emma and I both being in Spec Ed were a bit excited. I got out my moms car and went to the spot were we met in the morning. I got to our meeting spot and without …
Jamaican Resort Day 3
We woke up naked with the sun reflecting off the mirror. We cuddled for a while, then we showered. I stood behind Carol, put my cock between her ass cheeks and caressed her breasts. I felt my cock stiffening, but Carol said, "Save it for later." We had a leisurely breakfast with the same crowd of couples and the two single men, Bruce and Mike. There was a lot of naughty talk and not so innocent flirting. Carol had on a halter top and pareo. After breakfast we went to the outdoor Jacuzzi. Carol took off her halter top and pareo. There were several men in the Jacuzzi, no other women. As Carol stepped in all the men were staring at her. Her breasts floated in the bubbling water and her nipples were pencil sharp, engorged and stiff. Everyone was quiet and a bit hung over from last night. Carol put her hand down in the water and started gently stroking my cock. The men all looked on enviously. I was getting hard, but again Carol said, "Save it for later." We got up out of the Jacuzzi with my cock half hard and Carol gloriously naked. All the men were staring at her. Carol turned around facing the Jacuzzi and did a little dirty dance. We decided to walk around the resort. Carol put her pareo on but left her breasts naked. She loved being the center of erotic attention. We went to the pool. It was packed with a lot of naked people. We jumped into the pool and joined a game of water volleyball. Carol jumped around playing the game and her breasts were distracting all the men. Carol …
Summer with Amanda (1)
From thirteen to seventeen I had some rough years. I had growth spurts, got acne, braces and glasses. I grew to 6'5” and was very thin. Girls weren't interested in me in those years. By my senior year in high school I finally started to grow into my body, the acne mostly went away, had my braces off and got contact lenses. I played a lot of sports and developed a lean muscular body. From seventeen to twenty I had a few girlfriends, and a couple more hookups, but nothing I feel is story worthy. Between my sophomore and junior years of college I moved back to my parents to save money for the upcoming year. I was twenty and currently between girlfriends. Everything at home was normal, except my youngest sister had a friend who had been having problems at home, and had essentially moved into my parents house about three or four weeks earlier. My parents had an extra room, so she had own room. Her name was Amanda. Amanda was fourteen, 5'1”, probably around ninety pounds. She was a good kid but was arguing with her parents and step siblings a lot. She would still stay at her parents house a couple times a month, but was mostly living with my family. She was a cute girl with long dark hair and brown eyes. She was thin, but had nice muscular legs and a great butt. The kids in school would make fun of her because she had pretty defined calves, like a ballerina wearing high heels. I thought she had really sexy legs. I spent the time I wasn't working at home getting to know Amanda. …
Illyria & Jesse pt.4
There we were. Sitting in the car, listening to faint music while Jesse held my hand. Jesse pulled up to my house then we went inside. Adrian was laying on the couch, face down while he slept. We went up to my room and laid down. Jesse took my shoes off then my shorts. I pulled off his shirt and he got into bed with me. "I love you," he whispered. What?! He told me he loved me? Oh god! I didn't know if I wanted to say anything because that's exactly how you push people away! "I love you, too, Jesse," I replied. On the outside, I was laying down but on the inside, I was shitting fireworks and doing backflips. Jesse looked into my eyes and I looked up at his blue ones. His eyes were so blue they reminded me of the sky. I'm not saying that to be corny but seriously. Jesse didn't even hesitate to pull me in. Our mouths stuffed with the other’s and our tongues danced together. Jesse put me on my back then got on top of my body. He started kissing my neck, making a chill run down my spine. "Oh….." I moaned. I let him suck and kiss at my neck for a good minute then grabbed him. Jesse had my tongue deep in his mouth and I think he felt my hunger. A hint of booze was on my breath and I groaned. "Sorry, babe…… I had a drink," I giggled. Jesse continued to kiss me. "It's cool….. Mm…." I turned my hip in then he kissed my shoulder. Jesse pulled my panties down then leaned into my ear. "Can you be quiet?"i felt his smile against my skin. "Yeah….." I smiled. Jesse undid his …
My Class Teacher
Hi everyone, I use to read stories in iss but this is my first story about me and my class teacher which happened when I was in 12th class. About myself I’m 6ft tall well built and good looking and my teacher is 36 32 36 she is busty and sexy when ever she takes a class I use to see her ass and boobs every day after reaching home from school I would masturbate by thinking about my teacher. Now let’s move on to the story as I said I use to think about my teacher and do masturbate and think about to fuck her but I think myself that I won’t be happen her husband in abroad comes every two years and in my class she likes me very much comparing to every boys in class we use to talk so closely and openly when she have free periods she use sit at the back bench where I use to sit so when she sat that time I use to touch her leg with my legs she use to move her leg but I keep on do then this will happen when ever she sit back bench and we both use to text through mob and I use to go her home and all one day when we texting she said that power gone in my home for that I replied can I come I don’t know what she’ll think for this text but I send this where I’ll get some chance to fuck her …. She dint reply for that text later night at 11.30 she texted some msg in that she wrote that “you spoiled my mood” I don’t know what she actually meant I asked her what does it mean she replied nothing .. Next day I went her home her daughter went to her relation home she only in her home so when I …
A Visitor in the Woods
She was an avid beach-goer which gave the sun time to turn her pale complexion to very tan. The ocean reflected in her blue eyes and the sun shone in her deep red hair. She was a tad short and a good deal on the heavy side. She was a very proud person who never covered herself any more than she had to. This was a problem for some of the other people who would laugh or snicker at her protruding belly, but it never bothered her. Most people just ignored her though. She wasn’t a threat to anyone. Her name was Veeta. Veeta laid on the beach every morning to watch the sun come up. There was a spiritual connection there that she just couldn’t get enough of. The sun, it made her feel like it was rising, just for her. No matter how chilly or hot it was –though it was fairly same tempered all year round- she was out there; lying in sand or walking through the water. On days when there were people there, she would sit among ones she knew. On days when there were no people, she felt strange eyes watching her from the woods, but she just thought it was part of the experience of the sunrise. She was looking at the sun and the sun was looking at her. Once the sun was high in the sky and all the pink and orange had turned to blue, she would start to walk down the path, back towards her cottage. This was her routine since she acquired her cottage seven years ago. The schedule of the routine was comforting to her. It was a much simpler lifestyle than she used to have growing up. The city …
My Professors Office
We got to my professor's office, which was actually quite roomy. "Drop your books young lady," she said with authority. "Good, now I want you to put your hair into pigtails," she said. "Great, now take off your shirt so I can see those perky young tits of yours," she instructed. I saw her eyes widen as she stared at my two perfectly pierced nipples. I don't know what it was, but it was making me horny again to listen to her commands. As I did, she began to suck on my nipples, making them even harder then before. I could feel my pussy dripping as she took my left nipple into her mouth and caressed it with her tongue. She sucked on it, sending tingles through my chest, and gently biting it before moving on to the other. As she sucked on my right nipple, she unzipped her pants, and started rubbing her clit. "Pull my pants off, but keep my heels on," she said. I obeyed, staring at her freshly waxed pussy as my face drew near. Wow, it is such a beautiful thing. "Now, since I ate you out with my pants on, I want you to do the same," she said as she put her left thigh on top of my shoulder and pulled my face in. I was hooked upon the first taste, her pussy was so sweet and delicious. I swiped my tongue left to right, the way she had done to me. She moaned in pleasure. I started licking it up and down, focusing on her engorged clit, as juices were dripping out of her like a waterfall. "Oh my god, that feels so good. I've been on the edge of cumming since I saw you in class today," …
A Step Mothers Sin – Chapter 4: It Spins Further Out Of Control
I returned home around 6 p.m. to find Robert in the downstairs shower. His gym clothes were strewn in front of the bathroom door indicating he had just come from a workout. My normal routine would be to come home, change out of my work clothes and into my night clothes, and then prepare dinner, clean up, etc. As I listened to the shower running in the downstairs bathroom, my mind raced with thoughts of what had occurred just last night. I decided that Robert might interpret me changing into me sleeping attire as an invitation for more 'activity between a stepmother and son'. I was certain that, above all else, that boy did not need any encouragement from me. I decided to keep my work clothes on. I felt that my work clothes could serve as a barrier of sorts to a repeat of the previous night's mistakes. I was wearing a blue, sleeveless print dress with a pleated skirt that reached a few inches below my knees. While form fitting, and flattering to my petite figure, the dress was not overly revealing or inappropriate. It was a dress that I was comfortable wearing to work. Since I am on the short side, somewhere between five foot three inches and five foot four inches, I sometimes struggle to be taken seriously by my six foot tall male co-workers. In an attempt to ‘level the playing field’ somewhat, I regularly wear heels. Today I wore dress boots that came up above my calf and had three inch heels. They were not spiked heels, but they did make standing for extended period of …
The Man Of Sin: Chapter 5
Chapter 5 —–Helena was in class, listening to Sister Olivia give a lecture on famous pieces of art in the Catholic world. The day of her second trial was still going and she had already masturbated three times. Her eyes were on Xavier, sitting two rows away in the middle of the room, a look of boredom on his face as the lesson progressed. Slowly, he brought down his arm, letting it hang with his hand below his chair. Helena’s heart began to race. What was he doing? He was up to something! He snapped his fingers, so gently that it wasn’t even audible. The card in her bra activated, both heating up and buzzing against her flesh. She could not see it, but he had grown his trademark insidious grin. —–‘Bastard!’ —–She raised her hand, but Sister Olivia had her back turned and was writing on the board. With a twirl of his finger, Xavier increased the activity of the card. Time was running out, she had to make her escape. She gave a small cough. —–*Ahem* “Excuse me, Sister Olivia? May I please be excused? I’m feeling sick.” —–The nun turned to her, an annoyed scowl on her face. —–“No, you may not. If you’re feeling sick, that’s the Lord punishing you for being a bad student. Don’t you dare interrupt my lesson again.” —–The card was still active and becoming more intense, telling Helena that the deal was about to be broken. It was time for something drastic. Turning in her chair, she buckled over and began pretending to dry-heave, causing everyone to look at her …
Tranny Veronica Gets Rammed
Author note: The usual caveats apply: All characters are fictional. Any resemblance to real persons is unintended and co-incidental. I would also appreciate any constructive commentary and reviews after you complete this story. Enjoy. ==== My name is Simmons and I am a voyeur. I love sex. A lot. This is good because people have sex on me all the time. Yes, on me, not with me. You see, I am a mattress in a Las Vegas hotel. I keep a mental diary of people that fuck on me. This is one of my entries. Veronica Madison is a troubled young person. Early 20’s, Veronica has been fucked over, with, and fucked up for several years. She is a trans-sexual want-to-be, but does not have money for the surgery. I overheard her story in a conversation between two escorts. Turns out Victor/Veronica was from somewhere back east and was kicked out of her house at 17. Seems that she was caught dressed in slutty women’s lingerie, sucking off her 40-year old neighbor. Apparently it was not the first time she sucked or fucked another man. Neighbors, classmates, teachers, and even a police officer were all serviced. The father went ballistic and shotgun in hand, told his son that if he really want to be a girl, he should go to San Francisco where the “fags” live. She never made it to San Francisco but got dumped by a trucker in Las Vegas, and with nothing to her name, used the only resource she had: her body. She worked the streets, the bars, hotels, and fucked anyone she could to get hormone pills …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 42: Incest (Part 2)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-41”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… When I woke up, I experienced a moment of confusion. Had everything that had happened between my cousin and I been true? It was. At least, the sleeping in the same bed part. The incestuous sex part had been nothing more than a fantasy. Still, the sight of my beautiful cousin asleep at my side brought arousal back to my body. After spending a few seconds watching her sleep, I realized just how creepy it was and decided to get up. A few minutes later, I was heading down the stairs. It was still early, so no one else was awake. Or so I thought until I decided to step out onto the balcony for a little fresh air. “Oh my god!” I gasped when I noticed someone …
The Quad Domination
Note: Warning, the following content is fan-requested and therefore may not fit the fancy of everyone who reads it. Please be kind enough to vacate the premises if you wish not to read this story. If not, then please enjoy The Quad Domination " BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOYS!!!! " The pair of stern yells coming from both bare bodied boys caused them to lapse into dread. Cold sweat flowed down their bodies as they looked up from their naked embrace at the pair of moms, glaring down at them. They were clad in bath-robes, hair let down and lacking make-up, obviously wanting to have use for the lavish area the Briefs called the bathroom. But seeing them, with used up dildo beside them and fresh from mutual love-making, it was clear they had other plans. "You do realize that's mommy's, don't you?" Bulma said with an impatient foot tap. Her sole clapping against the tiled flooring as her blue orbs glared at his nervous smiling face. A twitch formed over her forehead, creating a pulsating vein of mounting frustration of the scene unveiled before her gaze. "And you, young man. What did I tell you about having sex with Trunks?!" Chi-Chi hissed in a barely restrained bout of seething rage. If Goten wasn't busy squinting his eyes shut, he'd see a palpably glowing aura of anger flowing off her. It mirrored one that Bulma seemed to generate, if not for angry comedic affect. "S-Sorry, mom!" Trunks stuttered out a lame apology, clinging to Goten whom nuzzled his face into the crook of …
girlfriends mom
Four days after my first threesome, I was at home, alone with my stepmom. I was doing some cleanup on the computer in her room on her demand. At some moment she entered the room and began talking to me about a lot of unsignificant stuff…. but the conversation suddenly became awkward when, out of nowhere, she asked me if she was nice looking. I knew that she had been seeing quite a few mens recently that took her and all dumped her without reason. The fact was, she had one hell of a body for her age, some nice firm 40G breasts, but her face was a little bit casual. So, I replied to her that she was quite nice for her age. She then immediately added : "If I was'nt your stepmom, and I showed interest… would you be interested also?" That one really took me by surprise. I froze for a few seconds, and threw an answer that sounded a little lime this : "Em, well eee, that's kind of awkward, but hey! If you were'nt my stepmom, that I was alone, who knows… I might just be" All she replied afterward is… interesting. She then asked me not to turn around as she was undressing to go in the shower. Since I was working on the computer in DOS mode (black screen), all the room was reflecting in the screen, so I had a nice good view of her anyway. As soon as she left the room, I stuck my hand in my pants to replace my now erected dick. I could'nt help myself… I shaked it a little bit but not too much. Thirty or so minutes later, the shower stopped, and five more minutes later, my …
Three Day Leave Day 1
THREE-DAY LEAVE – PROLOGUE Enrique (Eric) Cordero's parents had immigrated to the United States from Naples, Italy in the mid 1920's. Eric was born in New York City in 1930 and joined the Navy in 1948 – he was my shipmate and buddy. We had been looking forward to our ships scheduled five-day visit to Naples, where many of Eric's close relatives still lived. He had many uncles; aunts and cousins living near the port where our ship would be "tied-up". Because of his family proximity and the fact that Eric and I would be staying with them, we were granted a three-day leave – starting in two days. The ship docked in the conventional "Med Mooring" method, in which anchors are dropped off the bow of the ship and utilizing the anchor winches and the ships engine, the ship is maneuvered into the quay stern (fantail) first. Five other destroyers in our squadron were "tied-up" close along each side, in a "nest". Gangplanks ran between the ships and the ship having "nest duty" on a given day would put a gangway from their fantail to the quay – all personnel on all the ships would go ashore and return via the single gangplank. This was Eric's fourth trip to Naples in the last five years and, in addition to family, he had many friends here. Some of them were pretty shady characters. Our liberty began at 1600 hours and we went ashore for our first night of liberty in Naples, Italy. Eric made a few phone calls from a small bar just outside the gates to the port. He told me we would be …