A S1STER’S SUPPORT (Disclaimer: The following story is purely fictional of Victoria Justice and Madison Reed. Any similarities between reality and this fantasy is purely coincidental and unintentional.) Nice tits, @VictoriaJustice – one tweet read. I want to lick those bumps on your nipples – said another perverted tweeter. Quit lying, you took the pics you little whore – a middle-aged man tweeted. What a whore @VictoriaJustice is – another troll tweeted. After the massive hacking of celebrity pictures on August 31, 2014, various celebrities in Hollywood were horrified to find private picture spread throughout the internet. While higher profile names like Jennifer Lawrence and Kate Upton took legal action, others admitted the validity of the pictures. However, a few continued to deny them, which included Victoria Justice. Early Sunday afternoon, a few fake pictures had popped up and Victoria took to twitter to call foul on the pictures. These so called nudes of me are FAKE people. Let me nip this in the bud right now. *pun intended* – she tweeted. At the time, she was telling the truth and seemed to get past it… until later in the day when a full set of thirty-two pics were released. With most of them being harmless pictures, there were several topless shots with Victoria’s head out of frame. Some people on the internet called fake until images linking similarities gave little doubt that the pair of breasts in high quality images were fake. They were indeed pictures of …
Craft Lessons Lead To Lesbian Encounters
I’d finished my second lesson for the day in card making to groups of ladies at the two-day craft fair in a nice country town. As I talked to a number of ladies about their crafting problems I began to think about packing my equipment and looking for a motel. One last woman patiently waited my attention. We had a pleasant discussion about cards when she put out a hand to introduce herself. Liz had a firm dry handshake. She asked me where I was staying. I told her I hadn’t booked anywhere just yet, and asked could she recommend a reasonably priced clean motel. No need for that was her response. She lived alone and I was welcome to stay at her place. It was a great suggestion, particularly as she seemed genuine and happy with no obvious personal emotional baggage. She helped me pack and carry my gear to my car. It was agreed I would follow her, and she was happy enough to drive by a bottle shop so I contribute some wine to my home stay with her. Home was a neat cosy low set three-bedroom bungalow with a patio across the rear and, Liz assured me, no close neighbours. She showed me to my bedroom, adjacent to her own main bedroom off the hallway. As I hung my clothes in the wardrobe Liz suggested I wear something cool and comfortable given the afternoon was still warm. In response to my statement that I hadn’t brought anything that casual she assured me she could loan me something appropriate. I was in the midst of sorting out my overnight bag when Liz reappeared a few minutes …
High school days 2
"Well, that was what we agreed to Mom. I would share a sexy adventure of me and my friends and you would return the favor." I tried hard to maintain my composure, to keep from acting surprised that Mom would volunteer re-stating our previous "agreement". She could have easily dismissed that weak arrangement since neither of us really made a point about the rules of our sexy story exchange. Mom looked at me intently, as if trying to see if I would break-down and release her from this flimsy agreement. I think she was also wondering if she wanted to go through with this, that is, tell her son about her high school sex life. Although, I may have appeared confident, I was sweating bullets. We just sat there for what seemed like an eternity both of us silently studying each other then Mom looked up toward the ceiling as if mentally visualizing and said, "Hum, let me think which sexy adventure should I share?" Mom then looked back at me fully aware that she was giving me a gift and was interested in seeing my reaction. I immediately worked to keep the momentum going. I quickly replied, "You know my story with Karen being worked over by both Sasha and Brad while she rode me was really hot, Mom. Your story should be kind of, at that level, to be fair." I added the "fair" part in hope that Mom would feel obligated to deliver a hot adventure and not just some bullshit vanilla fuck story. Mom looked at me and smilingly as if having discovered a gem while paging through her mental …
Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris Series 3: Part 1
“Mom, is that you?” “Who else would it be?” I giggled, slipping inside his covers. “Now get your cock out honey, mommy’s horny!” I had already managed to pull my night gown off, leaving me in just my bra and panties as I spooned next to his warm body, wrapping his arm around me. “Mhm” I moaned, wriggling my ass into his cock. “What if dad wakes up?” he whispered through our embrace. “He just started snoring when I came over. Besides, Mommy couldn’t wait any longer!” It only took seconds before I had his shorts off and my panties aside, stuffing his hard cock in my dripping wet pussy. “Ohhh! I can’t believe it’s almost been a whole day since you were inside mommy!” “I missed it too mom” he whispered, slowly fucking me from behind. “Did you enjoy the vacation though?” “Yeah” he grunted, thrusting deep inside me. “It was awesome, especially spending two nights alone with you” “Me too honey! So let’s try to make good use of tonight!” “No complaints there mom!” he said, pinching both my nipples. “Uggh! Fuck me harder honey! I want your dad to hear me scream!” I said, only half-jokingly. It was only our first night back from vacation, and after an entire day devoted to traveling without any chance to be alone, I was determined to make up for it now, especially considering the kids had school the next day. I didn’t even know if my husband was fully asleep when I snuck over, too horny to actually care. Ever since Chris and I fucked on the same bed as his unconscious body, I …
A Good Man 6
A Good Man 6 ————————————————————————————————- Tom finally opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Queen Iterne, then Frilly and finally the council. When he tried to sit up the throbbing in his head and side were too much and he fell back, a groan escaping his lips. The queen rushed to his side a look of almost desperation on her face. Tom had to smile or at least try to smile the pain was washing over him and he was still feeling hot, the queen motioned for an older fairy who moved forward and started to heal his semi healed burns. Tom wondered who this woman was and tried to ask her but again his throat and voice didn't want to work. <Young man, I am Talinda, I am one of the few who can heal magic burns,> the older fairy thought to him, <ah! I see you wish to learn that would be good there are too few mages that heal most wounds.> <Yes Talinda, I wish to learn, I can not heal well at all. I have tried before but what I did wasn't very effective. I have been told that it has to do with the type of energy,> Tom replied to her. <I will make a deal with you, if you can try and teach me that healing of the mind I will try and teach you the magic healing,> Talinda said with a sly smile. Tom thought about it for a few minutes, <ok, I'll try as hard as I can but I've been told that no one can do it. To me it is simple just as to you healing all types of wounds is simple.> Tom smiled at her again when her mouth …
04. Madame Jolies Art Class
People call me BC. BigCat. I have had this nickname all my life except for a period of 3 or 4 years at Art College, where I was known as ‘Fluffer’. These are the stories of that time. Fluffer’s time. My Art College was putting on a series of fund raising events, one of which was a chance to do a life-drawing class with the college’s star, a French Artist called Madame Jolie. Obviously, this wasn’t her real name, none of us could remember that, so even she referred to herself as Madame Jolie . The name was supposed to be ironic because she always dressed in antique Victorian funeral clothing, apparently “mourning the death of the individual.” However, being in her late twenties and shapely, with thick white mascara, heavy black eyeliner and trussed up bleached-blonde hair, she looked a little more Monroe than Morticia. More Madame than Mortician. Mme Jolie had been let down by their life model, who selfishly had to go and give birth. So they needed, at very short notice, a nude. Don’t ask me how, but Madame talked me into volunteering. No, do ask me how. Mme Jolie was a good friend of my best friend Sara and, with a reasoning that defies all logic, she decided I owed her for my ‘education’. (See 01. Sara and the origins of Fluffer). Since she’d taught me what was where I was having the sex of my life. She said. I guess I can only blame myself for letting her eke out the gory details every time I got any. So one bright, cold, Saturday morning I found myself in the middle of a …
Riding the Ladder
On a summer day, in the middle of June, two friends after school go to work at their firehouse as volunteer firefighters, Victoria was a well built girl who had roughly 38 C bra size, nice round firm ass and great blonde hair and blue eyes to boot. Bill who had been friends with Victoria since the 8th grade always liked Victoria. Bill was strong, had a nice six pack and pecs, with biceps after the three years of being in the fire department. Today was different because it was open house at the fire station and Victoria asked Bill if she could come along. Especially because he liked Victoria how could he say no. We join them walking to the fire station. " Hey Bill thanks for bringing me to work with you, it's cool to see what you do"- Victoria said as she was adjusting her bra under her t-shirt. " No problem Tor, its nice to have someone who actually wants to see what I do, plus were gonna be the only ones there, because chief Mike is at work. Anything you plan on doing when we get there" Bill was asking as he was walking along in his fire pants with boots. " Well I don't know, it all depends on one thing Billy, how much are you packing?" " What do you mean by that? Haha" " How much gear do you have, like in those pants?" " Well I have my boots, my gloves, my jacket is at the station, and im wearing my helmet now because I have too, but pretty much everything is at the station. We have the ladder truck, and thats got the second most equipment. And I'll give you the tour" " …
The Island, Chapter 23
Chapter 23 With Janie gone, and our project on hold for now, I decided to head on over to the other beach to take a swim. There was too much activity on this side of the island, with a crowd of kids running in the shallows, and I wanted to see what the hippies had done with the whole “nude beach” idea. The walk through the center of the island took about 10 minutes, and sure enough there was a new sign tied around a tree. It appeared to be made of a wall panel from the plane, and hand-lettered on it with must have been a scavenged Sharpie were the words “Clothing Optional Beach.” A small metal bin, also from the plane, had been placed on the ground under the sign, and I could see some clothing in it already. I agreeably stripped down to my birthday suit, stuffing my gear into the makeshift cubby, and proceeded through the last of the jungle to the East beach. I’d never been to a nude beach before, and the feeling of strolling around in public with my junk hanging out was a little intimidating, but also a little erotic. As I stepped out onto the sand, I could see Rain, Dakota and River, all stark naked in the sun, playing catch with a ball borrowed from one of the kids. I was a little surprised to see Anjali on the beach as well, sitting a little ways away to the left, in a meditative pose. Her light brown body gleamed in the sunshine, and I admired her lovely form for a few minutes, trying not to get an embarrassing boner. I do know enough about nude beaches to be aware …
The Hunter
The gun season for white-tail deer starts a week before Thanksgiving and even though ‘my’ woods are privately owned, hunters encroach on them from neighboring game lands. My grandfather's brother really owns the land, and he doesn't give a shit about hunters, so none of it is posted. When I hike into what I call ‘my’ cove during hunting season, I have to be careful or I could get shot. After what happened last year though, I’ve learned the risk can be worth it. My great-uncle owes 125 acres of wooded mountains. I spend so much time there that I feel like that it should rightfully be my property. That’s particularly true about the west side of the tract were a stony ridge drops down to a cove, a narrow valley with a creek running through it. In this cove, the trees grow exceptionally tall along the stream, and the earthy smells from the leaf litter, along with the light filtering through the dense canopy, give it a primeval quality. It’s cool here in the summer and it’s sheltered from the wind in the winter. As a bonus, the creek comes off of the rocky flank of the ridge as a 30 foot waterfall and drops into a pool 10 feet deep and 20 feet across. This is my retreat and, when I’m here, I often forget that the rest of the world is not so far away. Under the granite overhang of the ridge, I have a permanent campsite set up in front of a small, shallow cave, where I stash supplies. That way, when I hike in the only things I need to bring with me are my sleeping bag and fresh …
THE SLAVE CUNTS
The slave cunt named number one was in the middle of the room with her arms stretched out tied to eyebolts in the ceiling and her ankles tied to eyebolts on the floor opening her legs as far as they could go. Her Master stood looking at her trying to decide what cruel form of punishment he was going to inflict upon her that day. As he looked at her, he decided her “D” cup tits needed some attention. Her nipples having been pierced several years earlier, and were now stretched to 0-gauge holes. He had plans to stretch the holes to 000-gauge, he wanted to be able to stick his fingers in them and pull. He asked her if she was comfortable, knowing she was not, and she nodded her head. She had an inflatable dildo gag in her mouth and he had inflated it so that it went down her throat. She could hardly breathe. She could not speak as she had had her vocal cords cut about 5 years ago. The only time she was allowed to speak, via paper, or indicate her discomfort was when she was alone with her fellow slave cunt sister, and even then, it was limited and restricted. The sisters were identical twins and had paid their Master to take them in for six months, eight years earlier. After the six months, he told them he had decided they were no longer able to leave and told them they were his slave cunts forever. They begged him to release them as their six months were up and they didn’t want to stay. He told them one of them could leave but only if the other sister tortured her to death and …
Teenage Seduction
pictures and video of me masturbating: http://qwiklnk.com/7juY For years I've lusted after him. In my eyes he was perfection. 200 lbs. of muscled arms and only minimum fat. However, he is not your typical pretty boy. At 30 he has two tattoos, pierced nipples, and a bald head. Add that to his liking of young girls, fast cars, and porn and you have a man you would never bring home to meet your parents. My family loved him despite his flaws, how couldn't they, he was my step-brother after all. This all started when I was 18. I discovered masturbation and porn which led to all my sexual thoughts. When I was 19 I discovered his love of porn. It was all over his laptop in his web history and in his media player. By this time I discovered Incest porn and how much it turned me on knowing they were doing something society considered taboo. Now my sexual fantasies changed from a mystery lover to my step-brother, Josh. At 20 I found his old phone and looked through his pictures. Right in front of me was a picture of his glorious cock. I knew it had to be him because he had pierced nipples. It had to be about 7 or 8" and thick as well. The head was like a purple mushroom. This picture only added to my lust for him. When I was 21 I think he finally began to see me as more than his little sister. One day I caught him staring at my 36D tits and tight ass in my bikini at the pool. I glowed with pride at how he was looking at me. All through the years I had made slight innuendos that I was …
Straight Guys Gay Fantasy – Part 2
In order to understand this story, you may have to read part 1 which I wrote a few days ago! In case you haven't read it, i will set the scene! This story takes place in a public swimming pool and involves Jake and Greg. Jake is a young gay guy, medium height and skinny build. Greg is a young straight guy, tall and stocky. It had been a week since they last saw each other. Jake was excited and couldn't wait to see Greg again, so got to the pool early, got changed and started to swim. It seemed ages until Greg finally showed up. He emerged from the locker rooms closely followed by a women. She was young and pretty with long dark hair. She had an amazing body which was accentuated by her tight bikini. Jake's face dropped. He was hoping for another hot fuck in the showers. Greg noticed Jake across the pool, but didn't show any emotion and carried on as normal. Jake got out of the pool, walking passed Greg and his woman chatting and laughing and headed towards the changing rooms. Jake stood lonely in the showers thinking of what an amazing time he had with Greg in this very spot last week. A little while later when Jake was getting dressed, Greg appeared from the pool and started to shower. Jake couldn't help take a peek at his tight virgin ass as the soap ran down his cheeks. Greg got out and smiled at Jake. 'Who's the girl' asked Jake 'Just a friend' replied Greg There was a few moments of silence. 'Look, i really did have fun last week. Its not something I would usually do, …
Domestic discipline part 2
I had every intention of leaving marks on her ass and then give her a thorough three hole fucking. But when I got her into the bedroom I realized that I was so turned on that I probably wouldn’t last long. So instead I undid my pants to let my cock free and said, “On your knees!” I think she was happy for the reprieve as she dropped to her knees and took greedily started sucking my hard cock. As I suspected it only took a few minutes before I felt myself starting to cum. I grabbed her by the hair and exploded into her mouth. She tried to back off my cock, but, “Not this time.” I said as I finished cumming and told her, “suck it dry, bitch.” When I was done, I backed up a step, f***ed her to look up at me and said, “You’ll be punished tomorrow.” She swallowed hard and just nodded. The next day I drove Missy to her job at the mall and noticed that she was careful getting into the car. I can only hope her ass was still sore from the previous night. I felt myself getting hard at the thought. When I dropped her off she looked at me as I said, “Have a good day at work” she replied, “Thanks, Dad.” That surprised me because she never calls me dad. I found an empty area in the parking lot and pulled out my cell phone and sent a text to the wife, telling her I was on my way home and I was going to finish what was started last night. I didn’t wait for a reply and drove home. Entered the apartment and found the wife sitting on the couch. She was in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. Her …
Foster Family Chapter 9
Hey guys, sorry about how long it's been. Hope you enjoy ^_^ Same notes apply. This is a work of FICTION any semblance to real events is entirely coincidence. If you're under 18 (or 21 depending on where you are) or if it is illegal for you to be reading this for any reason, or if sex between boys/men offends you in anyway, please don't read. otherwise Enjoy! _____________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 9 “Positive.” That one word hung in the boys’ heads the rest of the night. Neither boy got any sleep that night, with them either sitting in the bathroom waiting for the bout of morning sickness to pass, lying in bed with the thoughts of how their lives would turn out now they had children on the way. Sean eventually gave up trying to sleep at around 7 am, hours before he usually woke up, and started the day as normal. He got up and walked to the bathroom to have a shower, something he really needed after spending half the night with morning sickness. He turned the water on and stepped into the steaming shower, it felt so good on his exhausted muscles to feel the next to boiling water. Sean glanced down at his tight figure, his six pack just beginning to form, a moment of sadness washed over him, he was going to lose that in a few short months with the baby on the way. He traced his muscles with his fingers taking them in while washing himself. He got out of the shower feeling somewhat depressed, but at the same time there was a …
Meeting my new slave……..
Today I am looking forward to meeting a new slave who is coming all the way from Sydney to visit me, an epic journey which I hope she will find worthwhile. Slave P and I have been chatting on the internet for some time, during which time she has divulged some of her fantasies, so during her stay I hope to help her live out some of her deepest desires. The door bell rings and my excitement grows, the first meeting with a new slave is always an interesting encounter. I open the door, standing before me is Slave P and the first thing that strikes me is her gorgeous red hair and beaming blue eyes. I beckon her to come in and take off her coat. She is wearing a tight fitting skirt which clings to her lovely rounded arse and her trade mark high heel shoes. She has always remarked on loving high heels in most of our conversations. Her blouse is quite low cut and shows of her fantastic cleavage to perfection. I can’t wait to get my hands on those breasts, but let’s not rush. We sit and drink wine chatting amicably for a little time but the point comes that we have both been waiting for, I assume the role of Master and she becomes my Slave(P). “Stand in the middle of the room and strip naked”, I order. “Yes Master, everything off?”. “I said naked Slave, you know what that means”. “Sorry Master”. She seems as eager as I to start the fun, as she is quickly stood naked in front of me. Standing before her I look her up and down taking in everything about her, her shapely legs and thighs, …
Comforting Mommy The Best I Could
When I finally graduated high school I was nervous and excited to move onto college. I was excited because I was moving forward with my live but nervous because I was moving about five hours away to go to college and would be living on my own. As much as I loved my f****y which was my mom and dad because I was an only c***d when I finally started school I was so busy and having so much fun with parties and such that I didn't go home for almost a year. My mom called me every now and then but I never really went home to see her or my dad until one day when I got out of class and my phone rang. My mom was sobbing and told me that my dad had passed away. I was shocked and saddened and quickly made my way home where my mom was sitting in the house alone at the kitchen table. I sat and talked with her as we got everything in order as far as the funeral and such. I was home with my mom for almost four weeks as we got everything done until I was finally ready to go back to school because I had missed so much already. I felt really bad for leaving my mom by herself so I decided to stay a couple more days before leaving. My mom wasn't really crying but I could tell she was just out of it and not herself. We mostly sat at the table talking until she asked me if I wouldn't mind helping her go threw my dads things before I left. I agreed and we headed up to the bedroom where we went threw his cloths and then my mom started going threw his night stand. I heard her giggle a little bit …
Home Economics by loyalsock
Andrea Patterson checked her daily planner and pulled out Millie Evans file. She opened it up and scanned over it quickly, making a few notes on a yellow legal pad she had on her large desk. Millie was a good student with a pleasant personality, and seemed to being doing just fine in this her senior year. There was a knock on the door and Millie entered Andrea's office and took a seat opposite the desk. "I've just been going over your records, and it seems you are doing very well in high school," intoned Mrs. Patterson, "I can attest to the fact that in my class, you are doing a wonderful job!!!" Millie blushed a little and replied, "Well, I really love home-ec!" Picking up a piece of paper that had lines of data on it, Andrea went on, "Well from the looks of things, you are very regular with your monthlies, twenty eight days, right on the button!" Millie nodded her agreement and waited for her teacher to continue. "As you probably know," Andrea went on, "I have had a long discussion with your mother, and we have decided on a course of action that is right for you, now remember, if you have any questions at all please be free to ask me, that's what I'm here for!" After taking a one more moment to review her notes, Andrea began, "First of all, your mother wanted me to check and make sure that you are wearing a properly fitted bra, as it seems she feels with a chest your size you need a little more support!" Getting up from her desk, Mrs. Patterson walked around and had Millie …
college boy part 2
if you read "the college boy" you know that my wife and i are a retired couple. i am bi and she is into younger cock like the college boy we found at a local college. he is 19 with a nice thick 8" cut cock with a beautiful big,pink mushroom head. i sucked him off the first time and the wife wanted to try his young cock in her old pussy. when he came in we were sitting on the couch in our bathrobes. while he was getting naked we took off our robes and she sat on the edge of the couch and started sucking my cock while we watched him get that big beautiful cock out,the head so pink. what a hot site. he came over and stood beside me and she reached out and stroked his cock, then leaned over and engulfed that big mushroom head, what a sight, that beautiful cock in my beautiful wife's hot mouth. i looked at him and he moaned as he felt her hot mouth on the head of his cock.she went back and forth between our cocks, got me so hot. i couldn't wait any longer and i got down on my knees and joined her to get a taste of that big,pink cock. mmmmmmmmmm so sweet, she would suck the head and i would lick his shaft and then we would switch. she told him she wanted to feel his tongue on her pussy so she leaned back and spread her legs and reached down and opened her pussy lips. he got right down and started licking. i saw her shudder, what a sight, pure pleasure on her face. t wasn't long and i heard her moan in extacy and she came on his tongue. i got down underneath him between his legs …
3some with matured couple
Me and my wife continued our online fun. We did cam to cam with so many couples and single males from India and abroad. We met a matured couple online from Chennai. We did cam to cam fun with them. They looked very interested. So twice or thrice in a week we started doing cam fun with this couple. We talked each other a lot and we understood each other. Both couples have same kind of fantasies. After 4 months of online fun, we planned to meet each other. So the couple invited us to Chennai. We accepted. But my wife was very shy to face them in real. I tried to convince her. But she didnt agree. I informed the couple about my wife's shyness. So they tried to convince her. But she didnt agree and she told them she can send me and next time she will join. The couple agreed and I planned to go Chennai to meet them. Let me introduce them. They are Madhu and Selvi. He was 38 and she was 33 years old. It was a friday. I reached there around 5pm evening. Madhu came to bus stand to pick me. We went to his home at Adayar in his car. In his house I met his wife Selvi, his k**s and his parents. He introduced me as his business friend to them. We had dinner altogether and I went to my room. After 10 mins Madhu came to my room and told nothing can be done today as his parents are here. Same time my wife called me on phone and asked about the situation. Madhu also talked with her. Madhu told me its not safe to have fun in home as his parents are here. So we planned for a trip next day. …
snatch-22
sl**ping in on Saturday mornings always feels nice—a little bit decadent, a little bit necessary after a long week. Today was no exception. After a nice hot shower, I dressed, had breakfast, and was just beginning to contemplate plans for the day when I heard Nicki walk into the kitchen behind me. Calling over my shoulder, I asked, "Well, what should we do today? We've got a late start, but I don't want to waste away the whole day." "I've got our day all spelled out. You… are going to clean the house." There was an air of finality to the way she said it. It wasn't a suggestion; it was an order. I spun around, prepared to object and offer a counter-proposal, but was stopped in my tracks before I could speak up. Nicki was wearing my favorite sundress: a short, floral-patterned dress that was slightly transparent in the right light. She usually wore a silk slip under it—first, because with the deep V-neck it was needed to maintain some degree of decency, and second, it was so thin that it was all too easy to read through it. This morning, however, she was completely bare underneath. There wasn't much shape to the dress, just a loose, angled-cut that flowed and moved as she did. The cut of the neckline dropped so low that it completely exposed the inner sides of her breasts, top-to-bottom. Her nipples were crinkled and hard, lightly poking the fabric that loosely covered her breasts. With the morning light streaming in through the window, I could perfectly …
As it is…
You set me on fire Make my body shiver, Being close to you Makes my heart quiver. I tried to hide my feelings Thought you'd never know, I had no idea That I really let it show. You see inside my heart Deep inside my eyes, I figured when you found out You would cut all ties. I am so glad that you didn't I am glad that your my friend, I am glad that loving you Didn't bring us to an end. I have such an attachment Can't seem to let you go, Glad I don't have to hide to you Glad I can let it show. We have an understanding We agree on everything, I know where we stand with things I do respect the ring. Doesn't make me want you less Not sure I could want you anymore, Guess I'll just continue to dream About all the "stuff" and that amazing score. But seriously, I love you more than any Best friend I've ever had, And when I have to leave from you Makes me go freakin mad. I couldn't be more happy To have a friend like you, I'm thankful each and everyday For everything you do.
Exploring
This is not a long story. I have thought long and hard about opening up this door into my past. When I was very young I had stated playing with myself a lot. I then started playing with my dog Thunderbolt. I had really started exploring messing with my dog. I got to the point where I learn how to get on my hands and knees with my jeans on and let him mount me. He would thrust wildly why taking his paws and holding me down. I loved the feeling of being forced. I had already learned how to have his dick in me with me lying on my bean bag chair, our setting in my little loveseat I had in my bedroom. He would jump up on me and put his paws at my side and I would scoot my bottom down so he would line up right. Once his dick felt my pussy he would go completely wild and fucking me really hard and fast. His ball thing at the base would be too big to fit in me. One day I got brave enough to try it on my hands and knees. I left my sweater on so he would scratch me. At the time I had small boobs and weight about 95. I got down on my hands and knees and he jumped right on. He started thrusting like a mad dog. Then I felt him slide all the way in. He started thrusting so hard he was pushing me across the room. He then slowed down and just held me pinned under him. He was making funny noises and his dick was kind of twitching. He stayed on me at least 3 minutes. He then turned on my back and jumped off, I felt his dick slide out and all his cum just squirted out. There was so much. I …
First Visit To A Nude Beach 6
Chapter 5 left off with Marie talking my wife into just lying out with her husband on a beach blanket just to see if any men might be interested in helping her with her sun lotion. George, acting as if he is Chasity's husband, goes along with this charade, acting uninterested in helping my wife. As Chasity sits there, lotion bottle in hand, it's not long until one of the men that has stopped to ogle my wife asks, "Do you need some help with that?" My wife turns to George to see if that is alright with him and of course he oks it. Marie and I, sitting only a few yards away with a perfect view, watch as this strange man gets down on his knees and Chasity squirts some lotion onto his hands. Marie then says to me, "Let's see how she handles this." The man begins to apply the slippery lotion on my wife's body, making sure to start with her breasts. As he spreads the lotion across her breasts Marie says, "Look, her nipples are already getting errect." "I notice" I said, as I watch another man's hands massage and caress my wife's breasts. It does appear that my wife is enjoying this attention. Marie and I both notice that my wife has parted her legs even more than they were, exposing her pussy lips completely. The man requests some more lotion and gets it. He now runs his hands down her stomach towards her pussy. Chasity opens her legs even more,an obvious invite for him not to miss that area. As his hands slide to her opening my wife leans back onto her elbows, legs now wide open. …
Biker Slut Wife
I have been married to my wife for twenty seven years now. She is forty nine years old and looks damn good for her age. Brownish blonde short hair with big brown eyes and high cheek bones, 34 "C" cup breast. Nice cowgirl ass. Around 130 pounds. She gets hit on a lot. I am the only guy she has ever been with. But after twenty seven years the sex is just not what it used to be. We decided to help spice things up we should take a couple of weeks off from work and rent a Harley and go ride around and see the country. We bought the complete biker get up, chaps, vest, the full meal deal. The morning we were to leave we packed the bike and got dressed. My wife came out and my mouth hit the floor. She had on this tiny very short skirt, her chaps , and leather vest with no bra or panties. I could not believe it. She looked so slutty. I had never thought she would ever dress like that. "Do you like this?" She asked me. "Yes I do!" was my reply. "I like it too, we will see how many other guys like it too. I even trimmed the ole bush." She laughed. And she had trimmed her bush. The nice golden brown retro bush was now a neat patch above her slit. I was getting a boner just looking at it. She told me I could get some after we rode for a awhile. We hopped on the bike and toke off. We rode for hours and were a pretty good time. And being dressed like hard core bikers was turning out to be a lot of fun too. At the end of the day we stopped and ate then went …
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 …