Jennifer fast forward a few years after her initiation warm weekend on camera at my sexy studio. Jennifer tells us in detail how she and tasty Tanya were treated on their way through Slobodia. Jenny felt so excited for her first interview with an acting President, Peter Petrovic his name. Jenny and Tanya never imagined how they were treated there right at the border in a special way. Jennifer tells in my studio on camera the true story of her travel as reporter through the Balkan. Jennifer travels with Tanya, her technical assistant at videos and also her live-in lover at home. Jenny and Tanya have a wonderful time hosted by my friend Nives in Ljubljana, capital of Slovenia. Jenny and Tanya fondly remember her hospitality and her firm hand at their bums bent over her lap! Jenny and Tanya cruise next around in the Adriatic sea to see several Croation islands for shoots. Jenny and Tanya take turns in being spankee and spanker at every moment they have enough privacy. Jenny and Tanya have a wonderful time … until the two want next to cross the border to Slobodia. Jenny and tanya don't expect any problems, as they are invited to interview President Petrovic! Jennifer begs "Please Papa Peter, hug me and let me sit at your lap! It's so embarrassing to tell! So humiliating and horrific. So exhilirating and exciting. I couldn't believe my eyes and ears there. It started right at the border where we presented our special visa and invitation by the President. Nevertheless our luggage …
Babysitter screwed by the k**s
Imagine laura babysitting a group k**s outside. At the end of the day, when all the other k**s were packing to leave, three k**s go up to Laura and one of them says, 'We saw you naked all over the internet, until my dad found out and beat me for it'. Laura, shocked with a since of sorrow,began to be at a panic. She then tells them to not tell anyone and its very important. 'It's important that no one knows, I could get in a lot of trouble, and I didn't put those pics online. You guys are just k**s, so you don't understand now. But no one was ever to see them. Please, please forget about this and go home'. The k** began to smile, looking back on the other two being received with bigger smiles on their faces. 'faces… if only you take off your one piece and let all of us touch you wherever we want'. 'Absolutely not! Who do you think I am?!?!?!', laura shouted. The boys went on, ' if you don't do what we want, not only will we tell other people, but ill also post your address on the chat walls where your naked pics are. Laura was so shocked that 12 year old boys could black mail her just like that. Slowly they went, walking towards, then under the bleachers, where the boys then began to circle her once they knew no one could see them. 'You boys have no idea what you guys are doing! You will all be in serious trouble when you guys are finished'. One of them then approached her. ' If you do that, we will totally tell everyone that you made hundreds of naked pics of yourself and …
Playtime Stories Ch 1.
1. I am such a slut. I was soft a few minutes ago after cumming hard, but now as I drive to my motel I’m getting hard again. I keep pulling my cock out of the side of my panties and rubbing the sticky head as I remember the man behind me gripping my hips and pumping my ass. Precum lubes my thumb work. My ass is a little sore and leaking lube after a hot slow fuck from an older Hispanic man who was a little too gentlemanly and a bit too small for my tastes. I fixed my makeup but I should have done a better job with my thick auburn wig. Although I just came and I got fucked like I wanted, I didn’t get the load of cum in my mouth I had craved for hours. As I want cum and cock…the feel of a cock throbbing and shooting a thick sweet and salty load of semen into my slutty mouth. Well, its only 2:30 and reentry to the arcade where I met the guy who just fucked me is free, I remind myself. I’ve only cum twice so far. I’m a bit cock-crazy right now and I want more. I turn my car toward the off-ramp into downtown. I drive to the dark part of the arcade’s lot and stop to fix my hair. A naughty husband walks by the front of my car leering. I see his jeweled ring. Naughty, naughty…bad boy. He pauses and rubs his cock through his trousers, the international sign for “seeking action.” I know he wants me to blow him. I unroll my window and motion him over. He looks around and walks over and kneels down to chat. “Hi,” he says with a nervous tone and a f***ed smile. “Hi, how are you?” with a …
Date Night
As kitty naps peacefully after a long day of cleaning (and testing) new toys, master lets himself into the house and walks into the room, finding her sound asleep with blankets strewn all about her naked body. Her soft, slightly bruised curves rise and fall with her slow, shallow breathing. He smiles at the sight of his beautiful pet, so peacefully resting. He places a hand on her waist and looks her up and down. She is perfect. He holds her and kisses her slowly, pulling her up from the sheets, tight against his body. She relaxes and melts into the kiss, leaning into his embrace. Thank goodness he's finally home. A long day of play has left her body tired and sore, but still she must do her duties. "Hello master, how was your day? I'm sorry, I meant to make the bed before you got home.." he chuckles at her and ruffles her hair, "Don't worry about it pet. There will be time for that. I want you to get up and get ready. We're going to a ball tonight." And with that, he leaves the room. Kitty rises from the bed and goes to the closet. Inside is a beautiful gown, a deep maroon red with black lace and silver embellishments. She begins to dress and calls out, "Master? Could you please come and lace my dress up?" He comes into the room as he buttons the last button on a deep maroon shirt, a black bow tie around his neck, and black pinstriped slacks. She turns and he laces her, sure not to go too tight, but tightening it enough to show every curve of her body. He rubs her shoulders …
Paddy gets a wake up visit – Part four
"Hello, Mr Murphy." Tina beamed pleasantly as she approached. "Tina!" I said in greeting, loud enough for her to hear as she leaned in to peck me on the cheek. No invitation was necessary and Tina stepped past me into my apartment as I stood aside, holding the door open, her perfume wafting through the air behind her and caressing my nostrils with an aroma that was a pure aphrodisiac to my heightened senses. "Oh, that's clever!" she commented, seeing the extended bed and walking to the side of it. "Have you been having fun without me, Mr Murphy?" she teased me then on seeing the semen stain on the sheet from the previous morning. I blushed hotly with embarrassment, but managed to reply honestly. "No Tina, it wasn't without you. It was very much with you in mind." Better than any false utterance issued to a faceless priest in a confessional box, this direct admittance of masturbation to the object of my desire eased my embarrassment and I felt my face cooling as the blood receded from my cheeks. "Oh, Mr Murphy, have I got you wanking now?" she teased me further before continuing, "Whatever would your Martha have said?" I felt a momentary stab of guilt, regret and even mild offense at Tina's reference to my departed wife, but quickly supressed all three as she turned to face me then, a smoldering look in her eyes and her full lipped mouth tilted in a crooked little impish smile. She undid the loose knot of her belt, letting it fall open and reached for the top of the three …
Our polyamory life – part 3
John, Carol and I loved to go out dancing. There was a nightclub near us that had a live band Friday and Saturday nights. There were three levels of tiered seating surrounding the dance floor and bar. We always got on the third tier. Dancing and nightclubbing brought out the extravagant exhibitionist in Carol. She always wore scandalous clothes for dancing. Her favorite was a clinging very short black dress with deep cleavage and no bra. We would get there late in the evening. Sitting on the third tier gave Carol opportunities to flash her tits and underwear. She would sit facing the dance floor and keep crossing and uncrossing her legs and her dress would ride up higher and higher. When we ordered drinks she would lean forward and let her tits show. When Carol fast danced with anyone she would straighten her shoulders to emphasize her tits and move her hips in an obviously sexual manner. When she moved her hips the dress would flip up and her underwear showed. When she slow danced with anyone she would cling to them, mold her body to them and rub her mound against them. I loved watching her dance, especially with John when it always looked like they were having sex on the dance floor. There was a big hit that year from England. A very sexy slow dance. It was a perfect song for hot sweaty tight slow dances. When she and John danced to it, her nipples were hard, her legs were around his and her chest flush with desire. I could see her pressing her body into his and her …
Rainy Day
I hurried up the stairs to your house, braving the cold and the rain getting wetter with every step. You opened the door and the house is warm, always beckoning for me to come in and take my clothes off. You are shirtless and look ready to devour. Unlike my dreams where I am brave, I do not make eye contact. I pause for a moment to take you in and your immediate compliments undo me. I'm wearing your red lipstick today, and you notice immediately so I'm not sure I'll get a kiss hello since I know you want it around your cock. You move closer to kiss me and I know I need it badly. I linger for a moment, hesitant because my hands are cold, but I have to touch you. Feel your warmth radiating out begging to be caressed. And when I do touch you, you don't flinch. We kiss for a moment longer while your hands begin to explore beneath my pants and I kiss you harder. You pull away and lead me back to your room. The door shuts and my mind quiets. You turn me to face you and begin to undress me. I love when you do this, even when it doesn't come easy. This time I am rewarded with how good I smell. You ask me to lay back, and instead of undressing you come with me. You kiss me and my hands immediately wrap around your neck. I am obsessed with how this feels, my hands on your neck or in your hair. You make a comment about me not liking to be kissed and I am in shock. I love being kissed, especially by you and I've never said anything different. While I'm thinking about where this comment …
From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 2
Lizzy Watkins didn’t want to go to school on Monday. This wasn’t the typical case of most students who didn’t want to go to school because they hated it. This feeling was entirely different. Just two nights prior, Lizzy finally allowed her adventurous side to come to the surface as she had sex with two boys at the same time. Unbeknownst to either of them, they took her anal virginity. Despite being one of, if not the hottest girl in school, Lizzy didn’t have as much sexual experience as people thought. After their relationship started as childhood friends, she started dating ex-boyfriend Mitch Claiborn during freshman year of high school, when she was still a virgin. Mitch was very patient in waiting to have sex with her. They finally gave each other their virginities after the Spring Dance freshman year. Yet, over the years that followed, Lizzy came to love sex and her appetite starved for more adventurous experiences with Mitch. After reading Fifty Shades of Grey, Lizzy wanted Mitch to partake in some S&M related activities, but he refused. She even offered him her anal cherry, but Mitch thought anal was too gross for his tastes. After several more frustrations, Lizzy broke it off with Mitch. Of course, she didn’t tell him she broke up with him because of the stale sex, so she lied and said she didn’t love him anymore. That wasn’t true, she still loved him deep down, but she realized that she should have as much sex as possible while she was still young and hot. After all, …
The Sleepover Pt.3
I keep teasing her pussy and rubbing her little love button, as I kiss my way down her body. Positioning myself between her widespread legs, I replace my finger with my tongue and eat her through an amazingly powerful orgasm. "Oh fuck!" she screams. "Ohhhhh Brandon! Oh God! OhhHHHHHHHHH!" I'm sucking on her clit and fingering the opening of her tight, virgin pussy. "I'm fucking cumminggggggg!" she shrieks while entangling her fingers in my hair and pulling my face tightly into her quivering pussy. I stay with her clit until she collapses back on the bed, then start lapping up her sweet nectar. "You going to fuck her now, Brandon?" Alex asks when I pause to take a breath. "Not yet," I answer. "She's not ready yet. "Yes, I am," Kristina counters. "You'll be more ready after I eat you again," I answer as I dive back into her delectable pussy. Flicking my tongue in every crevice of her labium, I devour her juices and tongue fuck her tight, virgin hole. She moans appreciatively as I push her legs in the air and ream her asshole. "You're right," she pants, turning her face toward Alex, "that feels wonderful!" She squirms responsively as I slowly lick her perineum, that sensitive area between her asshole and her pussy. As I progress towards Kristina's soggy pussy, I stealthily steal glances at Alex, Kylie and Lauren. All three girls are clearly aroused from watching this live action sex show. While Lauren and Kylie are being a somewhat discreet, Alex is openly rubbing her widespread …
Cancun Adventure
My wife, Sheila, and I had been married just over a year when we booked a week at Club Med in Cancun, Mexico. For those who don’t know, Club Med is a string of resorts around the world where couples or singles stay for a week for one flat rate and everything is included for that one price: all the gourmet meals, snorkeling and SCUBA lessons, tennis, wine with dinner, dancing every night with entertainment by the GOs (gentle organizers). You only pay extra for alcoholic drinks. We arrived on the first day around noon and spent the afternoon at the pool. Sheila drew a lot of attention with her gorgeous body and her yellow and white bikini. She was twenty-one years old with long brown hair and a smile that made guys want to jump her bones. She loved the attention and the guys wanted her in the worst way. Club Med has the reputation as a good place to hook up with gorgeous girls, so all the guys flirted with Sheila and she flirted back. We had talked about what she would do if a guy made a serious pass at her and she said she just might go for it if I approved. The second day we were at the pool again and a GO from Germany had his eyes on Sheila. He was blonde and muscular and had the winning smile of a lady-killer. She flirted with him a little in the pool, then came over and asked me to take their picture together. As I had them pose for several pictures, I noticed them whispering while smiling for the camera. “What were you two saying to each other?” “Peter asked me if I …
The Fairy Stepfather
scene:Manchester 2013:42 year old Caroline Walshe,a single mum,is working in her job on the counter at Tescos-one of the many poorly paid jobs the poor woman has had during her tough life on the council estate-she is slim and redhaired and would be considered attractive but for dowdy overalls-her normal clothes at home are not much better-a smelly tracksuit she got cheap in a charity shop five years ago,like many in the city she is constantly struggling to make ends meet-she is behind the rent this week-in desperation she fiddles the till-of course she is found out and gets the sack-a terrible scene takes place in the store-the police ar called and Caroline is arrested and flung in a police cell-she expects to go to jail-just like most of her ex-boyfriends-d**g-dealers and gang-leaders-who have all badly treated her-she rarely has had a happy memory-they used to knock her about and steal money from her,Caroline has just a single c***d from her many relationships-Penny-now a girl of 19-already with a criminal record for shoplifting-it seems likely she will go the same way as her mother and father and end up in prison,Caroline sobs her heart out as she is locked in the police cell.the next morning she has a surprise 'this kind gentleman has offered to pay you bail' the police officer tells her-the business suited young gentleman steps forward and smiles 'miss Walshe-your troubles are all over!'Caroline was gobsmacked!a few months later Caroline's trial came up-instead of …
My Cousin Jared Hits Puberty and We Meet Again
I could not believe how much Jared had grown when I saw him. Sure, it had been a while since I'd last seen him…maybe a few months, but he was now only a head shorter than me. Of course he'd been growing all along, but puberty sure had hit with a vengeance in those few months since I'd last seen him. Gone was the sweet little boy with the straight white blond hair who used to wrap his arms around my waist in a jubilant hug every time I saw him. He was replaced by this tall, slender young man with a deep voice who greeted me from a few feet away. His hair had gained a little body and now was slightly wavy on the side, but I was pleased to see he still hadn't lost that very light shade of blond. "Hi, Jared," I answered back. My aunt and uncle had invited me out with them and my cousin Jared for a weekend vacation at their resort. I had just gotten out of college and was looking for a job over the summer, and they knew that I really needed to take a break. I'd gladly accepted their offer. "I'll show you to your room," Jared offered. "Okay." He took me upstairs to the guest room which was right across the hall from his. "Here ya go. My mom wanted me to tell you that there were towels in the cabinet under the sink, just take what you need," Jared said. That deep, manly voice coming out of his mouth continued to surprise me. "Okay, thanks," I answered. I put my suitcase on the bed and opened it up. Jared stood by the doorway, uncertain what to do next. In the past he would be …
Bride Submission: Bosss Bitch
Bride Submission: Boss’s Bitch Summary: Bride-to-be submits to black boss in his office. NOTE 1: This is the 2nd part of a multi-chaptered story, although I believe it can be read without reading the first part if you wish. With that in mind, here is a summary of the story so far: Part 1: A SHOCKING SECRET Bride-to-be Brittany is finally going to meet the in-laws a few days before the wedding. To her surprise, her whole world comes crumbling down as she learns: -Not only her in-laws, but her parents as well, are part of a secret sex society called the Order of Syndom. This exclusive male dominated secret society believes that men are dominant and women are submissive. The society believes that incest is natural and is the ultimate way to show true love between family members. -Brittany also learns that her engagement to Bradley and her career as a lawyer were both set up by her Order of Syndom father. -Brittany is overwhelmed by all the revelations but eventually accepts her natural position of submission….submitting to her parents, her in-laws and others in a full scale orgy. Thanks: To MAB7991, Richard, and goamz for editing this story. Bride Submission: Boss’s Bitch The next morning, I woke up in my own bed, with Bradley lying beside me and wondering if yesterday had been real. Had I really learned that my parents were members of a secret sex society called the Order of Syndom? Had I really sucked and fucked my father-in-law to be, my fiancé's uncle and his grandfather? …
my sex life
i can say ive gotten lucky i guess. my sex life has not been too dull specially for my looks and my penis size. its about the average size but hey why should i complain. my best encounter has been with one of my youngest gf ive ever had. she was 19 wen i met her i was about to turn 23. she was white but damn was she great. she had the total package. ass and tits to go around and the tighest, juiciest pussies ive ever had. not to mention i got her into anal and the head was just above the rest. she has been the tighest asshole n pussy ive ever had ever since. my first time i had with ther i was like damn. i had invited her to bowling with me n some friends. when she came in she had on some jeans and a tank top. we worked together so since this time i had no seen her without out workshirt on. she has a nice rack n man i couldnt take my eyes off them. after a while she had asked me to join her and her other gf she brought with her to go to a friends house and hang out. when we got to the house we chilled, drank n smoked. after around 3am she asked her friend to let us borrow his room. he agreed and went up. usually wen im fucking sober i cum within about maybe 15 to 20 mins on the first round. specillay since i am not circumsized. as many of u can tell from my pics. but this time i wasnt so it lasted very long lol. wen we got on the bed she proceeded on giving me some of the best head ive ever had in got knows when. at that time i has split with this one bitch who thought it …
The Classifieds by loyalsock
Blair Hutton wiped the sweat from her shaking hands and gingerly reached for the doorbell. She knew that what she was about to do was risky at best, and dangerous at the worst. Only yesterday morning she had been looking at the classifieds in the local under ground newspaper when her eye caught an intriguing ad, "Wanted, attractive woman to service me orally while my wife watches and maybe participates. All the oral sex you can handle. If interested, contact Eric at 555-3999." Immediately upon reading the ad, Blair's pussy began creaming her tight lace panties, her clit quickly coming to full throb! After a fast masturbation session, she dialed the number and made arrangements with a man named Eric to meet him the following afternoon at his home on the north side of town. Eric had given her only one requirement, that being that she was to wear a skirt and blouse with no panties. She had started to ask why, but thought better of it, and agreed to meet Eric sans her panties. Now here she was, standing on his front stoop, and wondering if she had made a big mistake coming here! When she finally rang the buzzer, the door swung open and she was greeted by a very attractive blonde of about twenty five or so, probably about five years younger than herself. "You must be Blair," the blonde said excitedly, "come on in, my name is Vera, glad to meet you!" She ushered Blair into the study where a dark haired man of about forty was sitting at a desk doing paper work. Not even lifting his …
After beginners night III
Startled she turned around to see this huge stranger grabbing her. The man was almost seven feet tall, with a similar complexion to Hulk, dark hair and the darkest look she had ever seen. "Where is your collar, slut?" he asked, in an accented voice, intimidating her. "I don’t have one…" she started to answer, but he didn’t let her finish. "Good! You'll be perfect!" he said, with the cruelest grin she had ever seen. Before she could say anything else, he shoved a ball gag in her mouth and attached it behind her head. She tried to take it off, but he easily forced her hands into her back, and practically carried her out of the room, heading to the stairs Damian had told her, leaded to the dungeons, and other thematic private rooms. She squirmed and struggled trying to free herself, from his grip, to no use, and all she could think was on Damian's words, about the subs wandering alone in the club. She tried to breathe and calm herself, and think straight, and she remembered the club's safe word. "RED, RED, RED!" she shouted through the gag. The word stopped dead the man. He turned to look at her. "RED!" I repeated again, through the gag, struggling to get free. He removed the gag from her mouth, with a furious grin on his face. "Did you just use your safe word on me, sub?" he growled, looking even more furious. "Yes… Sir!" I mumbled shuddering. "I know I shouldn't be here without a collar, if I'm not willing to play, but I'm waiting for my master!" she explained, still …
Playing pee-games with my slave on a train and fucking the conductor in both holes
Over the years, I've met up with Martina several times, but for the most part we've been chatting online. I enjoyed our "sessions" more and more, we shared some of our innermost secret desires and discovered new ones together as we had some of the most depraved and kinky exchanges possible. I love her, in a way that's hard to describe and new to me, but feels "right" for the kind of relationship we have. Because of our different lives and her marriage it was hard at times to keep up that relationship, but we always found a way, and it was ever the more sweet to see her again after a prolonged absence. And when, on one occasion, we finally had an opportunity to be together for several days, we were both excited to no end. Her husband had wanted to go on a little trip with some of his co-workers and in return, Martina wanted to go on a trip herself with her "friends", so for one week a few years ago we began a vacation while she left her kids and man behind, along with everything else about her conservative lifestyle. We took a train to the south, the beach, the sun and a sweet little hotel that we both had chosen. I was nervous and excited when I boarded the train, looking for her inside. I found her in a little compartment where we had reserved our seats. She looked great, wearing a light green dress, for a change, with an incredibly low cut neckline that showed a lot of her ample cleavage. She smiled at me behind her large sunglasses and kissed me as I stumbled in, helping …
Envelope
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.
My Rocky Relationship with Sheila–Part 2 of 4
CHAPTER 4 Sheila didn’t make her deadline, but she was close. She left at 7:45, crying even worse than when I had tortured her. I guessed that sometimes you had to lose something before you realized how much it was worth to you. I had always treasured her and I’d never even think of cheating. Too bad she didn’t feel the same way. At some point I expected to have long conversations with my parents and hers, but what to say? I doubted they’d believe me if I told them the truth. However, I did have the video and her signed admissions. I locked them in my safe until tomorrow when I’d place everything into a safe deposit box, giving the spare key to my attorney. The next three days passed faster than I could have believed possible. Monday morning found me back at work. As the star salesman, with annual sales of more than $100 million all across the world, I had my own office, an assistant—Nan–and my own secretary. I asked both of them and my boss, Mary Ann Radnor, to meet with me briefly in my office. Mary Ann commented that she hoped everything was okay with my family. “Thanks, Mary Ann, but the problem was nothing like you could imagine. I’ll explain in just a second.” I removed my tie and started to unbutton my shirt. “Saturday morning a week ago Sheila tricked me into a torture device, one that could shock my testicles then she beat me first with a paddle and later with a riding crop and a cane. My body looks like this from my neck to my heels.” They gasped when I turned …
I Take Control
My breath gets heavier with each step towards her. Slim but curvy, dirty blonde hair, full lips, large handfuls of tit. The nervous anticipation with a tinge of fear in her eyes makes blood pulse through my veins. Her clothing is reserved and unrevealing which arouses me even further. I reach out with my left hand and take a fistful of her hair. Using the handful of hair like a handle I pull her face towards mine and kiss her. My mouth controls hers as she tries to keep up moving her lips in rhythm with mine. My right hand instinctively reaches out and takes a grip of her cunt. She gasps into my mouth as I grope and kneed her sensitive flesh through her jeans. She pushes her body against my hand enjoying the firm pressure on her clit. I accidentally bite her lower lip, she recoils slightly but not fully as she enjoys the warmth. I pull her head backwards so I can look into her eyes. I unbuckle my belt with ease and lower my jeans. I aim her head downward so she can see how aroused she has made me. She reaches out and grabs a hold of my twitching erect cock. "Get on your knees." I grunt through gritted teeth. Sexual urges have taken control completely, I'm using this classy, mature woman like she is nothing but a fuckdoll made only for my pleasure and nothing will stand in the way of that. She obediently begins to kneel. I pull her nautical jumper off her body in one tug revealing her breasts. Her body shudders with nervousness as she opens her mouth and begins to suck the …
Just the Six of Us Ch.2
Author's note: Thanks to ZexWizzard for your edits and suggestions. Chapter 2 Breakfast started normally enough. Sarah was up, as usual, when he came downstairs in his customary blue jeans and t-shirt. She was making some bacon and eggs, for him he knew. She turned as he reached the bottom step and came over looking concerned. "I heard you tossing and turning last night, everything okay sweetie?" she said, reaching up and rubbing a hand on his cheek with genuine concern on her face. His gaze drifted lower, settling on her ample rack, her breasts tensed, moving beneath her customary apron, so large and inviting, Just look at that cleavage, it's the Rocky Mountains in there, Oh my god she's not wearing a bra…" "Mike?" "Fine," he said a little too quickly and sat down with a thunk. "Nightmare?" she said, trying not to let on that she knew he'd been ogling her. "Yup." "Wanna talk about it?" "Nope." "Eggs and bacon?" she asked, looking at him, still concerned. Beth was there as well, sitting down and enjoying the smoothie she'd just finishing making. Mike cast a glance at it, and determined that it looked pretty damn good. It was a marvel at how well Beth could cook. She made some marvelous dishes when she could be bothered to. Normal nights, Sarah would do the cooking, but it was always Mike's favorite when Beth volunteered. Beth didn't notice him, or was pointedly ignoring him. Was it her? Oh god she knows and she's going to tell Danni. 'Oh shit oh fuck oh god oh no,' he …
Hotel fun with Anne
I got to the hotel about 2 o'clock, it was warm out and I was pulling a heavy suitcase so I was hot and bothered and just wanted to check in and jump in the shower. I closed the door behind me and breathed out. I'd had a long day and was glad I could finally relax. I put the suitcase on the bed and plugged my phone into charge when there was a knock on the door, I walked towards the door and opened it, a blonde girl was stood there breathing heavily. "Sorry to bother you" she said through her shortening breath in a very broad American accent "the elevator isn't working and we can't carry our bags up the stairs, could you help us please?" If it was anyone else at the door I would have told them to piss off but this girl was so polite and had a pretty smile so I agreed. I walked down the stairs and caught myself staring at the girls butt, shaking my head I forced myself to look elsewhere. I got to the waiting area by the lift and there stood a woman about 35, blonde hair and green eyes and a nice but average body. There was 4 bags so I picked them up, the woman introduced herself as Anne and introduced me to her daughter Holly before saying how grateful she was for the help. We got to their room which was down the hall from mine and I took the bags inside for them. She took out a business card and handed it to me and said if I wanted then she'd like to buy me a coffee as a thank you. I took it and smiled politely and left the room. Just before I got back to my room Holly ran …
In The Barn With Brad
I lie on my back, watching the swallows swoop and dive overhead. They circle the rafters, darting in and out through the open window and lancing across a dusty shaft of sunlight. It’s late afternoon; soon the sun will set and mom will be calling me for dinner. I think company’s coming over for dinner, though I’m not sure who. Probably some of my parents’ friends, and I’ll have to sit around all evening on my best behavior, bored as hell. I linger in the barn, hoping to postpone the inevitable. All the mystery of summer is encapsulated in the moment. Sweat trickles coolly down my back, sticking my t-shirt to the moist skin underneath. I itch slightly from the bits of straw that have crept under my clothes. The air is sweetly fragrant from the soft cushions of new mown hay. I stretch luxuriously, wishing that I could stay here forever. The door opens, squeaking on rusty hinges. I freeze, resenting this intrusion on my private domain. Quietly, I creep to the edge of the loft and peer downward through swirling columns of dust. A lone figure leading a horse enters. At first my eyes, accustomed to the brightness by the window, are unable to make out any details in the dimness below. However, as the intruder unsaddles the horse and begins brushing him, I recognize my 16 year old cousin, Brad. I am about to call out a cheerful greeting to him, when something in the furtiveness of his movements stops me. He tends to the horse quickly, glancing frequently at the door. As soon as he is …
The Family Truth Part : 1
————————————————————————————————————————– Characters as they are now: Sean – 25 – Found out the truth about his family 9 years ago. Kyle – 29 – Kylie twin brother and Sean and Emma, Ethan older brother. Kylie – 29 – Kyle twin brother and Sean and Emma, Ethan older sister. Emma and Ethan – 15 – About to find out about apart of their family they didn't know about. Nicholas – 47 – Kylie and Kyle and Sean and Emma and Ethan father. Crime lord Elizabeth – 46 – Kylie and Kyle and Sean and Emma and Ethan mother. Crime lord wife —————————————————————————————————————————- "This is my next story series i hope you like it im not a good writer but i try and i will keep trying till i get better at it." "Getting off the airplane and walking to pick up my luggage and walking out of the airport looking for my ride home and i find it fast because their are six black cars and six men all have on black suits and they spot me and comes and take my luggage and walk me to the middle car and i tell my people to get in any car they want we are all going to the same place my family house for my twin brother and sister birthday and to let them no their family secret that we get told about when you turn 16 years old. It happened to my old sister and brother but i didn't no about the rest just about the party and after they were acting …
d***k at the Beach (a hot story from the internet
I have been married to my cute little wife for 7 years. We were married right out of high school when we were both 18. I played on the basketball team and she was one of the girls in the dance group that danced at half time. She is a little blonde, about 120 lbs, and very cute with a great personality. We were both each other's first and hit it off right from the start. We dated for about six months before I finally got in her pants. She was always a little prudish until one night we went to a party at a friend's house. We started drinking and this was when I found out how quick it was for her to get d***k. Within an hour my little prudish blonde was totally d***k and just about ready to pass out. I also noticed something else about her, when she was d***k, she did about whatever you asked of her. This was the night I STOLE her cherry. She didn't put of much of a fight like she normally would and after the party I took her home and we made love for the first time. The next day she knew we had made love but didn't remember a lot of other details about the night. I then learned a great lesson, if I want my way, feed her drinks. To make sure this was no fluke, about two weeks later I took her out and kept feeding her beers all thru the night. Sure enough, about 2 hours of beer drinking, she was d***k as could be. Again, she went along with everything I said and I again took her to my house and had a great time with her. Within six months, we were married and I didn't really …