This is not a story or part of a story it is merely information about all the spells, rituals, and potions in the harry potter universe for those who do not know what some of the spells do. Everything is in alphabetical order starting with spells then potions. I hope that makes it easier to find the spells. Accio (Summoning Charm) Pronunciation: Various suggestions have been made, including: (AK-ee-oh) or (AK-see-oh)-film, (AK-see-oh)-UK audio book and video game, (AS-see-oh)-US audio book, and (AT-chee-oh)-Anglo-Catholic pronunciation. Description: This charm summons an object to the caster, potentially over a significant distance. It can be used in two ways; either by casting the charm and then naming the object desired, or by pointing your wand at the desired object during or immediately following the incantation to "pull" the target toward the caster; in either case, the caster must concentrate on the object they wish to summon in order for the charm to succeed. The caster doesn't necessarily need to know the location of the target if they say the name of the object to be summoned, such as when Hermione Granger summoned some books from Dumbledore's office simply by saying "Accio Horcrux books!" while in Gryffindor Tower. Age Line Description: Creates a thin, shimmering golden line around the target that is impassable by those below a set age. It seems that ageing potions are useless against the line, and it appears that the lines functions on either calendar or mental …
Rosie takes a lover – Rosie & Steve part 4
This is part 4 of the Rosie & Steve series, if you're interested, you can find Part 1 here: http://sexstories.com/story/63478/ Bobby was stalking around the supermarket. He'd heard it was a great place to pick up bored housewives, but all he'd seen recently were stressed ones with young kids and little time for a twenty one year old Casanova. He'd been skulking around for ages, the place so large that he could have lived in a tent in the camping department, unnoticed for months and living off canned food, had security not been beefed up due to a homeless man doing the exact same thing a year before. About to give up on his escapade, he spied a woman in her late 30's reaching for an item on a high shelf and decided he'd offer his services before leaving his fruitless quest. "Can I give you a hand with that?" He asked. "A true gent, if ever I saw one." She replied, dropping her arms to her sides and turning in his direction. She looked towards him and smiled. The smile brightened up her face, making her look prettier than he'd imagined and he almost regretted approaching her, she was way out of his league. Her top revealed her cleavage and ample bosom. Her skirt was mid-thigh length and her legs were in stockings. Bobby stood still, admiring her beauty, mouth slightly agape. "Could you reach that box for me please?" She asked, breaking his thoughts. He'd been lost in a daydream, thinking of licking her shapely legs all the way from toes to pussy and was halfway to her …
Thanksgiving Surprise
It was Thursday. “Just one more week and it will be Thanksgiving,” I thought. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. We always have family over and I prepare the meal. I love cooking and baking for Thanksgiving. Judy, my wife, said that on Saturday she had to go into the city and work all day Sunday getting everything ready for a conference that would be held on Monday and Tuesday. She would be home about mid-day on Wednesday. Things like this were not uncommon. She works for the US State Department and I work for the Department of Defense. Since other countries do not celebrate our Thanksgiving it is normal for her to work right up to the holiday, and sometimes on the holiday. I was off all next week and was looking forward to making pies, a cake, turkey and dressing, and several vegetables. I love to cook for family. We live in a rural area of the mountains in Virginia and our 14 year old daughter, Rebecca rides the school bus. This morning at the breakfast table she asked if her cousins (twins) could spend the weekend with us and when my wife’s sister and her family come for Thanksgiving they can go home with them. Judy said it was all right with her if I had no objections. Since Judy would be gone, I said it was fine because the three girls can keep me company. Friday when I got home from work there were three 14 year old girls in the TV room playing video games looking just as cute as they could be. Judy was not home yet so I showered and changed into shorts and a …
Nipples And Titties by loyalsock
It all started as another typical shopping day at the supermarket. I wouldn't mind shopping, except that Carl and I work such long hours. I usually work at least 48 hours, and sometimes as many as 75, except for November and December, when I work more still. So you can see why I don't like spending much time on things like grocery shopping. I was mulling all of this over as I cruised the aisles, until something broke into my consciousness. A very attractive lady was coming toward me. She was wearing an extremely tight white silk top–she obviously had huge breasts and…her nipples were sticking out at least an inch! These nipples were at least half an inch in diameter. She had the biggest nipples I'd ever seen in my life, and I couldn't help visualizing her rubbing her precious titty-tips all over my clit until I came all over them! I'm a horny bisexual woman, and I've certainly licked my share of cunts, sucked my share of titties, and frigged my clit and rubbed my cunt on many beautiful female breasts and nipples in my time. And like my husband, I'm really turned on by beautiful women with gorgeous big titties, and I was positively knocked out by the fact that this girl was in a public place, displaying her tits and nipples so obviously. It seemed that everybody else was knocked out too–the guys were looking at nothing else, and the gals didn't seem to believe what they'd seen. I started following her around the store. Finally, I got up the courage to introduce myself. …
Alice The Quiet One
I was traveling through the Cotswolds in the United Kingdom, developing a farming article for one of the national newspapers when this story happened. As a young reporter of twenty-nine, I was just beginning to make a name for myself. So far, I had visited three separate farms. I was staying in a different bed & breakfast each time for a couple of nights while I interviewed the farmers and their workers about the declining government subsidies since the recession. It wasn’t a very glamorous assignment, but somebody had to do it and if it attracted enough attention, it would be another feather in my cap. That evening I was staying at the White Oak Cottage, a little four-bedroom B&B run by a charming landlady in her forties called Ms. Brooks. She had been telling me about how she had divorced and decided to invest in the cottage to make some money while raising her young daughter, Alice. It hadn’t been an easy life, but now that Alice was eighteen and working on the local farm, they had enough revenue for a few extra luxuries. For example, the large screen TV in the living room where we were sitting comfortably in front of an open fire. “Of course, in winter there are fewer guests,” she said. “In fact, there’s only you here until Saturday.” “I see,” I said. “Well, I’m going to make the most of your charming cottage. It’s my last couple of days in the countryside before I head back to the city.” Just as I was finishing my sentence, a young girl wearing a short pale blue summer …
The Day I came home from school to fuck Paris
This is the sequel to the day I met Paris. Here's the link to the Day I met Paris if you want to read ithttp://xhamster.com/user/dbaker2k10/posts/386409.html I'm enjoying my freshman year at the University of Michigan, banging other girls and doing well in the classroom. I made the dean's list with a 3.85 GPA. Paris was always on my mind, when I graduated in December of my senior year of high school. I knew that I was going to miss her tall, and very busty frame, and I missed fucking her too. One night on Skype,Paris asked me:"Are you coming back home for spring break, to fuck the shit out of me." I was like: "I might go to Cabo San Lucas." Paris looked pissed, and said to me: "You Don't wanna see this no more." Paris got up, took off her clothes, and began to Jill off in front of the webcam. She said to me: "Come home and make me cum in your mouth, and squirt on your big as dick." So, when spring break began, I drove southeast to Ohio to go home. Once I made it home, I bragged to my parents about my accolades I received at the University of Michigan. After I ate lunch, I called Paris to let her know I have made it home. A hour later Paris called me to pick her up. I hop in my dad's 1967 impala to go to her house. I knocked at the door, Paris' mother answered it wearing a sports bra and workout shorts. My eyes were glued on her mother's DD cup bobs stuffed in the bra. She said: "I'm sorry you seen me dressed in my gym clothes." I said: "It's OK Ms. Franklin." Paris' mom …
Not My Husbands Baby
There have been few constants in my life but there things have remained the same. 1.)I have always had a vivid imagination. 2.)Im a nympho with a porn addiction (thank goodness for xnxx!) 3.) The more I experience the more extreme and even gross my porn selection and fantasies become. I gave up my crazy lifestyle about a year ago when I met my husband. I went from orgies to him literally overnight. He kept me so consumed working on his problems and proving to him that I wanted only him that I even fooled myself into believing I was "cured". I have been faithful to him throughout our relationship, although there has been plenty of temptation. Now he's starting to break the ice about having kids. There is one fantasy I cannot shake off. At first it horrified me but now I find it kind of sexy. I havent had the opportunity to sleep with BBC yet. I bought a pretty large black silicone dong a few months ago. This was an awesome one smooth silicone great vein detailing; not those cheap plastic or rubber ones that seem like everyone is using nowadays. (Seriously people these things are going inside you if it isnt glass or silicone its gross and not in a good way!) I got home with it and explained to my husband that it was homework for product knowledge. (I work in the retail world of the adult industry so Im always getting things from vendors to try like and promote or give feedback on negative findings). He flipped and went on a whole rampage of wanting Penis emlargement surgery. …
Early morning shag with granny caroline
I was at home alone on my day off from work. My wife was at work and I had been busy doing some housework and was taking a breather when I thought I would pop over and see granny caroline, knowing full well what would happen. I walked the short distance to granny Caroline's house and let myself in with the key we had. 'its only me' I called thro. 'im in the living room' granny Caroline shouted back. I took my shoes off and walked thro into the living room and granny Caroline was sat in her chair. ' Caroline, I have been waiting to see you so bad' I said. 'Oh have you now' Caroline giggled 'I wonder why that is?'. I went over to Granny Caroline's chair and she sat forward. Caroline wasted no time and unzipped my trousers and pulled my cock out. ' Mmmmmm Yes, baby, you need granny's tender care. Now take your clothes off and go sit on the settee'. Caroline said. I took my clothes off and as I did Caroline got up out of her chair. As I sat on the settee Caroline undressed herself and showed me her naked body including her hairy pussy. Caroline moved forward and stood infront of me, her boobs hanging down over her tummy. I put my hand out and rubbed her pussy. I played with her clit and went to her hole and soon had her wet as I fingered her. 'I think maybe you better lay down so you can eat granny's pussy while I suck that cock. Is my grandson in law pussy starved?' Caroline giggled. Yes I am' I replied. 'Well…Lay back and I will straddle your face as I suck that lovely thick …
Sex Clinic #2 – Hot Holiday
Father a baby for my dear dirty doctor in return for my demand for full domination – of both! We get up late in the mornings as our nights last long and our hot foxy fun is pretty exhausting We get a big brunch to store energy and walk the skinny sexy blonde beauty to her beach sun bath Like my dear doctor I do not like that immense heat so we often go for a shaded walk or a museum Like that I have a lot of occasions to get to know her a better to the extend of her blond friend She lectures me secretly about the medical details of her chance to get pregnant from making love She tells me how much she longs, but long has had hesitations to have offspring without a husband I happily accept to father her future baby but grab my chance to tell my price of obedience in bed I happily find her in my arms whisperingI will be happy to do anything you say my dear Peter I tell my bed-bride to be my strict convictions and conditions of complete surrender to my wishesI want to dominate you during all our holiday the full fortnight of it and your support in voting I want to dominate your blond beautiful foxy friend as well – I have two clear reasons for my demand I simply want to dominate her for my dirty desires for first, secondly I have observed your relation I see how she dominated you from the start of your friendship at basic school by being the witty one I can simply guess the rest of your story together: as teens she has all the looks and knows the fun I can tell you are super shy …
Vagas Vacation
A gentle breeze blew across my forehead; a nice respite from the sweltering heat of Las Vegas. My b*****r, Matt, and I had talked for years about coming to Vegas one day. A dream vacation for each of us. For years we had been putting it off due to one reason or another. I wasn’t prepared for this impulsive trip. As far as I knew we were going to a movie. Instead, Matt started driving, away from the movie theater and towards Vegas. We arrived just in time to see the sun set. The darkening sky contained a beautiful shade of pink which stretched across the horizon. In spite of our haste we were unable to see the Bellagio fountains spray jets of air across this perfect sunset. Instead we simply watched them in the dark of night with their artificial lights. “Did you like that Chrissy?” Matt asked. “Yeah, that was pretty. I’m glad I got to see it,” I replied. “Well, I’m going to use the restroom. Don’t go too far. We still need to get a hotel room.” “I’ll just stay right here,” I told Matt as he walked away. Mere seconds passed before I heard his voice. A New Jersey pronunciation with a mobster like idiom. “Hey, you pretty thing,” he said. I looked over and saw a man standing next to me. His hair was slicked back with what seemed to be an entire can of moose. His forehead wrinkled from his expression which appeared to be a mix between anticipation and lustful desire. I would like to say I was looking up at him but that would not be the case. He was a short and stocky fellow who …
Sams Saturday Night
“No, you go without me, Kim! Have a great time.” “Yeah I know, but I can’t go tonight; not in this state.” “I’ll be fine by tomorrow, really; Monday latest. I’m really sorry.” “Nah, don’t worry. I’ll be ok. See you soon. Bye!” I touched the screen of my phone to end the call and slumped sulkily down on the sofa. It was ten o’clock on Saturday night and I was home alone; not something I was used to and definitely not something I liked. As a twenty-year-old single girl and a student at the local college, my Saturday nights were normally one big party. Usually by ten o’clock I would be the wrong side of a few vodka shots and out on the town with Kim and the girls, carefully dressed in the right short skirts, the right high heels and the right short, sleeveless tops looking for the right bars with the right boys inside and having a right good time. But not tonight! Tonight I was home alone and feeling sorry for myself. It wasn’t that my friends had deserted me or that I was mourning the recent end of my last relationship; my best friend Kim would have come over and sat home with me if I’d asked, but I wanted to be alone that night. I wasn’t anything like as unwell as I’d told Kim either. No, the problem tonight was not my friends, it was me; my face to be precise! I had broken up with my boyfriend a month earlier after over a year of relatively steady, relatively monogamous relationship. Although I hadn’t expected to spend the rest of my life with him, I had cared enough and …
Falling For You
He wanted to do something Different that year, To show his sweet wife His affection was dear, A gesture so huge She couldn’t complain, “Got it!” he shrieked, “We’ll jump from a plane!” He Googled the feat To find out the cost, Picked out the airfield He fancied the most, Then reading the small print He gasped, “Oh that’s rude!” – On Valentine's Day All jumpers go nude. He clicked on ‘pay now’, The purchase was done, A Valentine's skydive With not a stitch on. Then he added on extras, Flowers and wine, He wanted the best For his true valentine. On Valentine’s morning He worked very hard, Breakfast in bed And the soppiest card, Then taking her hand He whispered, “there’s more”, And showed her the limo Outside their front door. Whisked off in style His wife was aghast, She’d only had chocolates On Valentines past. And when her dear spouse Spilled the beans on his plot, She hugged him and squeezed him And kissed him – a lot. And so the pair skydived With private parts flappin’, Tits flying haywire And bollocks a’ slappin’. He’d done it to show how He cherished his wife, And she, overwhelmed, Had the time of her life.
Little Johnny Watches His Sister Carrie Masturbate…and Then She Lets Him Help (Part 5
That night, Carrie decided to turn in early. Even though Johnny had helped her masturbate that afternoon, Carrie could not wait to take her clothes off and get into bed. She was never as happy as when she was naked and by herself. It was so relaxing to her. Johnny had gone to bed early, and Grandma had finished the last of the housework. She was in her room for the night, and had another hour of TV to watch and a giant crossword puzzle to finish. Carrie decided that since it was warm in the house, she would take off the pajamas that she had put on earlier. She stood in front of the mirror, undressing slowly. She clasped her hands behind her head, and looked herself over for what seemed like forever. She loved the fact that her breasts were so small and delicate. Sometimes, she could get aroused just by brushing her hand over her nipples, which, coincidentally, were always hard. She had been working out a lot as of late, and the muscles in her stomach were becoming more toned. She was certainly fit, and it absolutely showed. She saved the best part for last though. Carrie licked her lips softly and closed her eyes, as she ran her fingers through the soft brown curls on her pussy. She was careful not to bring herself to orgasm, which was difficult, considering how much she loved the feeling of her fingers on her delicate pussy. Resisting the urge to masturbate was torture, but she was saving herself for her final night without her parents. She was going to make magic …
Erotic Comic Orgy Series – Chapter XIX
Erotic Comic Orgy Series – Chapter XIX “Busty Ladies for Dolly Moore”, with Dolly Moore (based on a Ben-Hur Baz pinup art), Vikki Belle (from Colin Murray’s comics’) and Alison Butterworth (from Sizzlin s****rs 05, Art Wetherell)Dolly Moore:http://xhamster.com/000/043/204/627_1000.jpg Vikki Belle:http://xhamster.com/000/028/113/237_1000.jpg Allison (the girl without straight hair):http://xhamster.com/000/000/747/412_1000.jpg A showgirl’s life is never easy and Dolly Moore is not an exception to the rule. A woman who was famous for her looks, her amazing body and her wonderful entertainment skills, ready to set the world on fire during her shows, completely filled with sensuality, playfulness and the talent she only had to do it. Men drove in like mad to see her shows and lust about her body. They always imagined if they could have any chance to ‘tap’ that blonde beauty singing and dancing at that stage, letting their minds blow with such vision of beauty and hotness. Sometimes, she called a few lucky ones to the backstage to spend the rest of the night with her. And you know what I mean with ‘spend the night’… But there were the very rare times that women came to watch her shows. Usually, they came with her husbands, but ladies alone weren’t a much seen fixture there. And, because of that, Dolly wanted to give them the same treatment she gave to her male fans… We are going to talk about one of these nights Miss Dolly Moore practiced her bisexuality in a good way. That …
Mr O.
At the end of homeroom Mr. O told me to meet him in his office, my friends patted me on the back and said they would see me later, the boys made disgusting noises as if Mr. O was going to spank me in his office. After I packed my backpack I walked as slowly as possible down the quiet hallway leading to his door, I could hear him on the phone, it sounded like to his wife he was talking in a very low sexy tone and I thought I heard him say "I love you". I knocked on the door and opened it. He motioned for me to sit down. As he ended the call he walked to the door and I heard him lock it. "Brittney, all year your grades been declining. You are failing my class. If I don’t remember you are here on a scholarship. A strict scholarship if I may add…" “I know, I know…” I interrupted him “It’s just…” “Excuses are like assholes…” He continued on with his lecture while sitting on the front of his desk right in front of me. I stared at the floor, the ceiling, my shoes, my new nail polish, basically anywhere but at him which was further pissing him off. "Okay come over here NOW!" He said in a low, cold voice as he grabbed me by one arm and dragged me around the other side of his desk. He picked me up and sat me on top of the desk and then he sat in his chair in front of me. "I will have to call your parents and let them know-" “No No! I’ll do anything!” I said in shock interrupting him again. “.. Just please don’t tell them. They will kick me out!” I …
Flow of Passion (Revised) Ch. 4
WARNING: This is a fetish story and it's a bit graphic. This is a story written in collaboration with another writer and friend. Thank you Savvin for helping write this story and also editing it. If you are not a fan of fetish, then PLEASE STOP HERE. Thank you for reading. Please feel free to share your thoughts, but please be respectful. FT Flora sat on the plane. Her heart pounding, she was terrified. She had never flown any place and now she was flying to see her lover. This trip was a long time coming. She recalled Savvin’s last visit. He loved her long and hard. He worshipped all of her holes. Taking extra time to kiss and caress her bum, Savvin made sure she was satiated. Her clean shaven cunt was constantly wet, ready, and waiting for him. Thinking about Savvin and his magical tongue distracted her, and she calmed down. Soon, her body hummed as she imagined all of the haughty things her love would do to her once they saw each other again. Her plane was to take her to Mumbai known earlier as Bombay. The flight was too long and soon she was weary–constantly adjusting her position in the cramped seat. Her ample bum was becoming sore and constant shifting was not helpful. The elderly man sitting next to her was getting the feel of her soft buttocks now and then. He was not bothering her but obviously enjoying the feel of Flora's soft flesh. One particular flight hostess was taking special interest in Flora or so she felt. The hostess whose name Claire was on on the badge …
Cougar Prey
I have a girl friend / fuck buddy who , is responsible for taking to my first swingers club sometime ago . We've hooked up only once with another couple but usually we just wind-up watching others play . This past weekend she called and said she was feelin' a little randy and wanted to go again . It was someone's birthday and the place was packed with about twenty or more couples and several single women . As usual , we made our rounds , scoping out the talent but , it was early and we didn't encounter much more than a few casual meet and greets . Unaware that we were being preyed upon . We took a place by the dance floor and moments later were approached by a well dressed, extremely attractive couple asking each us to dance . Sure ! Mike whisked off with my friend and Debbie led me to the dance floor . Trying to talk over the music I learned that it was her birthday party everyone here was enjoying . I never asked but I was guessing mid-forties . I also learned that she and her husband spotted us once before but never got the chance to say hello only because we left so soon . Moments later the song was over and as she and I headed back to the table the DJ had another song playing , only this time a much slower song . We simply turned around and headed back to the dance floor . Pulling her close and holding her in my arms I realized this woman was not only built but firm and , she smelled expensive . I was glancing over to see my girl Kay in her partners arms too when I felt …
Daddys Debt – Part 1
I felt Richie's teeth digging into my shoulder blade. It was a familiar calling card of his orgasm, and I had learned to yearn to feel it because in all times but the last it meant I was almost done. "Oh fuck Sarah, oh shit! Shit baby, yeah, yeah, YEAH!!! UGGHH!!" I felt one more thrust from him as he yelled those words before I felt his body tense, his hands, one on my hand, the other under us and gripping my breast both clenched and I felt the warmth of his seed as he came inside one more time. He always came inside. The asshole would not ever wear a condom, so I had to go on the pill. In retrospect I am lucky I didn't have to have an abortion, or worse carry his baby to term. As if it wasn't gross enough to have this smelly, fat, balding psycho fucking me, but to have his child. I would probably kill myself. At least they didn't force me to be a voyeur . . . anymore. I felt the sick asshole slide his hand out from under me and pressed on my hip as he pulled his dick out of my pussy and flopped down on the bed beside me, kissing my shoulder and neck. He seemed to love that part of the woman's body. I assume it is why we often finished in this position. Of course, without the viagra he didn't last very long anyway, sometimes it was only this position. At least I didn't have to look at him this way. "Shit Sarah. That fucking pussy is as amazing as it was the first time. How do you stay that fucking tight? Muah. Good girl, good girl." He mumbled as he started kissing my …
A hot week with the ex gf. 2/5
I have found out the name of that monster fucking thing, its called a Cocatrice dildo and its fucking awesome. I ordered a small one for my gf today(the one that doesnt cum) Right so i had just stuffed the head in her and her pussy was read and raw, but A was in a state of deliriousness just having cummed and her pussy was probably a mess aof pain and pleasuere. She was just drooling and panting heavily so i decided to be a nice guy and i licked her pussy, licked all of her sweet sour juices off her legs, ass and stomach and i made her cum again. Just before climax i roughly pulled out her butplug and she screamed so loud. That kind of pissed me of and i stuffed her gag back in. Then i ordered her to stand spread eagle in the middle of the room until the dildo will fall out. She obeyed and i went about calling two friends to come play with us at night. I had agreed to meet them at my favorite bar and hung up. I then grabbed a drink and waited 20 minutes until A was wet and relaxed enough that the dildo fell out. Called her to me and i turned her around to inspect her pussy and ass. Her pussy was raw and stretched, i could see the purple areas where the cocatrice had pulled her skin apart and her asshole wasnt much better. It delighted me so i slapped her cunt good once and told her to start licking the ploor where she had dripped and where i had cummed. She did and i went to shower. When i came out she was on her stomach on the couch ( as her ass was black and blue) and i …
The Eternity of Love
With every flake of snow that falls, My heart cries out for you. For every bright star that twinkles so, I have more love to show. If I could make a purple rose, I'd name if after you. And plant it in our special place, Beneath yonder yew. No names or days can make me real, Only feelings in their time. The flowers of your heart so sweet, They lift my heart divine. Perhaps my memories take their place, Among life's faded scrolls. I love you more than all the surf, In every wave that rolls. So allow me when I go astray, Forgive my foolish ways. Love knows no rules, no written words, In eternity it stays.
Bad Romance
Heya XNXX! First post, so please leave some feedback! I just love the idea of breeding with strangers, having them fill a girl up with cum! If she's tied up, even better! I'm thinking of making a series out of this, if ya'll like it :3 24 Hours of unprotected Breeding >:D Forgive my terrible intro, but here's the story! ~ Jenny —————————————————————— Recently Hannah had been searching on the internet; specifically looking for things to spice up her sex life with her Boyfriend. She scrolled through pages and pages of toys; sleek vibrators, thick dildos and bottles of potions and lotions that could make you tingle and twist, burn or shiver! A whole world of pleasure ready to open up to her. Her Boyfriend worked away a lot, and often came back too tired to pay any interest to her. She knew he wasn't cheating, and the job was too good to pass up. Maybe it would just take a little surprise to get his motor running? A few curious clicks later, and she found herself browsing Bondage. Handcuffs of steel or fur, soft and coarse ropes, gags and blindfolds! She was getting so turned on just scrolling through pages, throwing things into her cart. She giggles as she put in a few things particularly naughty, before something in the SALE section caught her eye. 'Self-Typing Bondage Rope Simply wrap the rope around an object, put your hands in the loops, and tug the small string around your finger! The rope will tighten and leave you bound – unable …
my arab cheating wife jesmina with my boss alfred
my arab wife jesmina cheating on me,with my boss alfred Hai I am Baher from saudi arabia, living in los angeles iam 31 year old arab muslim guy ,its my real story, working in IT company, my wife is from saudi arabia she is 27 year old her name is jesmina bin, she is beautfull hijab wearing arab muslim girl,we married 3 year before in saudi,she not working ,she is finished college,her father run flower shop in LA ,that’s why we come in LA looking job, we have one k** 2 year old boy, i working in IT company in LA , I join that company 1 year before nice job good salary and nice atmosphere , my boss alfred he is 44 year white divorce man he own company, major part of share his, me and alfred in good relation I know he like me one week before alfred secretary lucy was resign , some f****y problam, I heard he looking new secretary . I cant alone afford f****y budget ,I meet alfred in his office tell him about my wife she is educated finish college we really want this job because ,I know jesmina also like working, I talk him and beg him,because at last he convinced, he tell its not permanent its temporary, if she not working good I will fire her, if its ok come to my office Monday morning, I go home and tell her about job ,she was happy because I am also working there , I find babby sitter for our k**, Monday she come with me , I am go with her alfred office introduce my wife to him, and leave his office , evening I wait her we gone home, •After 2 day gone ,in that evening after …
A Millionaire Lifestyle
I look in the mirror, pleased with what I see. It had become a game. The goal to look prettier and more desirable every day, had taken over my daily routine. One day it was sparkly eye shadow, the next a new two toned bra under a sheer blouse. It was an easy game to play. My features were in place. I have a beautiful symmetrical face, stunning fuck-me eyes, a well proportioned nose that leads into full ripe lips, but it was my body that made men and women look twice. My body is like a stripper's body; long, lean and luscious. An hour glass figure with sensuous curves leads to my sexy protruding ass and gorgeous legs. It didn't matter what I wore. I was approached. They all want to fuck me, suck on my tits, run their hands down my long slender back then stick their big fat cocks right into my wet pussy and inviting ass. But I'm just a tease. I don't let my admirers do anything but look. Sometimes I let them cop a feel of my beautiful big breasts. There is also an occasional passion inspired kiss or once in a while an orgasmic fingering job behind the bar. It adds a much needed thrill to my boring daily existence as a bank teller. Flirting with the customers and getting extra smiles and winks just simply makes for a better day. Today I went for it. I love shopping and had recently found an incredibly sheer off white blouse. My red strapless bra with the black lacy bottom looked amazing under it. I cupped my breasts and traced my cleavage while looking in the mirror. Everyday …
Nightlife
Sadie was a well paid whore. She was beautiful and very sexy. She also loved to fuck and was good at pleasing men. She sold herself the first time at a very young age when her dad's friend paid her to get naked and let him lick her tits and pussy. Then he would finger fuck her but when he first fucked her cunt he paid her a lot. He loved fucking her young body and she loved the money. He soon was fucking her once or twice a week. She would meet him after school and they would go park in his car or go to a hotel. They looked like father and daughter when together but never acted as such when they were alone. Sadie learned fast that men loved a young cunt and she got on the internet and set up more men to earn more money. She studied porn videos and learned how to make a man cum hard and charged for it. She would deep throat the cock and squeeze their balls and finger fuck their ass till she could hear a grown man scream as he shot his load of cum. She loved sex and loved the feel of a big cock fucking her tight cunt. The kinkier they wanted sex the more she earned. She loved playing with their ass and they loved having her ass fuck them. She met the men till she was eighteen then she got a cottage out in the country and had men come there. Her body developed and she now charged more. She had senators, CEOs and very wealthy men. They all had their dirty secrets that they played out with her. Matt wanted her naked and he loved her to spank him then put on a strap on and fuck …
Mother-in-law and I Fall in Love
I was around 22 when my wife and I met each other through a mutual friend of ours. She was around 21 when we met. We married three months after we met. I'm a bit short I guess, standing at five feet five inches, with red hair brown eyes, and slender built with a six and three quarter inches penis when fully hard. The wife stands five feet three inches with a D cup size boobs, a little on the thick size in build but very beautiful, but she was more of a momma's girl I found out a short time later after our marrage. What momma said to do she did no matter what, even if it cost us out the yazoo, which was good that I had a good paying job or we would have been brock before quick. It more than once dug into our savings and some times cost my whole pay check. Due to this caused a problem with our marrage and after some time I got her and her mom to understand how it was hurting us in more than just finaces and that the telling Brenda (my wife), what to do when to do it and what to buy and not buy needed to stop and let Brenda and I decide what to do and what to buy or not buy or I would be history. One day shortly after having that talk with Brenda and her mom (Linda), I was at home , on a week end, doing some work around the house, like I did every week end since I didn't have to work on week ends, Linda came over to the house to see Brenda, but she was at work this week end and wouldn't be off till later in the week. Brenda's job would have her work some off the wall hours and …