Three Granddaughters-Part 1-Dusty “Guess what, Grandad? I’m getting married!” “Yeah? Anybody I know?” My oldest granddaughter, Dusty, hugged my neck and chastised me a little, “Pftttt… Only all his life. Andy’s always been my friend, but I never had a clue that I’d fall in love with him. But… he’s always been there for me, every time I screwed up with a guy. Once one of my boyfriends took off, Andy uh… ‘convinced’ him to stay away from me forever. None of them ever came back, either. I’m really excited I finally figured out, he’s the one, Grandad.” “Well, honey, I’ve never had a problem with that boy… except, I think he’s the first guy to get in your panties.” She gasped and stepped back, “GRANDAD! How did…?” “Your Granny told me. She always knew everything that went on, and she never kept anything from me. She told me you made him wear a condom… smart girl. I wish Granny was still with us, I miss her a lot.” “Me, too… uh… what else do you know about my sex life?” “Well, let me think a minute… Rich was a good looking guy, but he was an asshole and he made you screw, or he threatened to start a bunch of shit about you around school.” “Oh my God! You really do know about what I’ve done!” “Did you ever wonder why Rich and his family left town so quick? ‘Cause after Andy beat the shit out of him; I threatened to cut his balls off. When his dad confronted me about it, I knocked the son-of-a-bitch on his ass and told him I’d kill his whole family if they didn’t get out of town. …
I Used To Cum In Your Sister
A manager is interviewing a potential candidate and realizes that there is a connection to when he was younger. No mention of ages in this story. You can fill them in for your own personal pleasure. I sat there not believing who was in front of me, was it him or wasn’t it. At the time I had no way of knowing for sure. I just couldn’t come out and ask him, it would not be in the company policy. His name was the same and guessing at his age it may have been him. He had no idea who I was. Kathy was my first love as I was hers. We met in church youth group in our early teens. Unfortunately she lived about five miles away, I would ride my bike those five miles, as fast as I could whenever she invited me over while she babysat this man sitting in front of me. Everything went slow over the course of a few months. It took forever just for the first kiss. Then her hands were always swatting mine away when I tried for a little tit. Her brother was either in his bed or asleep at our feet falling asleep watching TV. I can’t get her out of my head while he talks about his resume attributes. I have to listen even if it’s unenthusiastically while I relive my youth. September? No it was chilly must have been October. Her parents were out and she hadn’t expected me. Her brother already in bed she was watching the boob tube in a purple bathrobe. She was glad to see me. In her living room on that couch we made out like two teenagers in heat, wait we were teenagers in heat. M hand made it into …
one lucky customer
Here I was working from home and in imagefap looking at photos of men sucking cocks when a customer arrived, so I shrunk the window and opened my business app so I could serve him, I watched him walk in from the fron gate and in the time it took him to get to the front door I had put my still hard cock back in my pants and put on a work shirt and walked to the door, My hardon was poking out a bit and I didn't care cause it felt good and made me even more horny. I greeted him and shook hands and I realised that was the hand I had been jerking off with a minute ago, he was tall and lean and had a deep voice, so we came inside the house and I talked about the product he was here to look at and I made the sale so I sat on my office chair to start to do up an invoice, the gas has gone from the chair so it sits abit to low, he stood next to me and told me his details so I could type them in, then he said to me what that window there you have open, the one that says porn pics of amate ? oh I said I was looking at some pictures, ah he said well I like a good pic so open it up and show me, ah I said I'd rather not, why he asked is it taboo or is it young teens, Fuck no I said but its abit embarrasing, oh I see he said, lets see it anyway, I am fairly broad minded, looking at him I said ok and turned back to my pc & I clicked on the tab and up came a pic of a guy with a hard cock in his mouth, Oh so now I see why you were embaressed about, no-one wants to be caught looking at a nice …
Lingerie, Louise, and Kim.
The lingerie ladies show was soon to start. The women's club were certain particularly beautiful women that had trysts during the times their well to do husbands "played poker". The poker game was a front for the men in the swingers club known for thier proclivity to let us just say, well dress up in a manner in which the women were aware and as the women club were of a lesbian encounter group, and the men of a cross dressing, lingerie wearing transvestite group, the whole of all in the exclusive swingers club was that of a open secret The women got together that night to have some chit chat, champange, and wear thier latest in demure tasteful expensive lingerie, terribly expensive firs, high heels, and other finery. Usually starting out about the latest gossipy stories while playing bridge. "Did you see the new boutique at the mall, Louise exclaimed with enthusiastic fervor. The high heels were to die for! Oh yes, another noted. The salesgirl their I'm told is quite the looker, she was very helpful helping me get into a sexy little nighty, quite helpful…..Oh really, Louise asked with a thrill in hersexy voice. I know the one you mean, she's really, oh let's just say, very handy! The girl's all had a giggle knowing now where they could have fun with a newbie lesbian who loved older experienced lesbians. And where to find some ultra sexy lingerie as well. They ( the hot women ) giggled some more as a pop was heard from a freshly opened Monet bottle of French champagne. "I …
The Hunky Californian Daddy Part 5
The pleasure of finally feeling daddy's sucking mouth on my now hard cock was fucking just awesome. I was so ready for it. He sucked at my cock head so slowly until I started to pump my hips to feed him a bit more and his greedy mouth swallowed my cock down to the hilt. As quickly as he sucked it all down into his throat, he pulled back. The cool air on my wet cock made me moan aloud for the first time. He made three or four quick deep sucking movements and my pubic hair nuzzled his lips. My cock head hit the hot softness at the back of his throat and it seemed to grow bigger. Daddy switched to slow deep wet sucking noises on my now very stiff cock. It was rock hard and I loved the tightness when it sank into the willing mouth above it. Daddy sucked in his cheeks to apply suction to my engorged cock head and I rocked my pelvis off the now wet sheets of the bed. He moved his big hands and gripped mass ass cheeks tightly as he made love to my cock with his mouth. I had hardly touched him at all. I moaned like someone in pain as he kept the intense pleasure on my cock. The hot mouth and deep throat applied just the right amount of pressure to make me squirm and fuck his mouth slowly. He stopped massaging my tight ass cheeks and lifted my legs and wrapped them around his broad sweaty shoulders. The feeling of skin on skin made us both tremble and he felt slippery with sweat. I locked my ankles to keep the contact all the while his fleshy hot manly tongue ravished my cock. My …
Night shift
Once again it was night and she was alone. The office was sinking into darkness the color of ink. The only thing that was disrupting it was the twinkling screen of her laptop. A thick fog was covering the windows and the moonlight could hardly break through the smoke black clouds. The moon beams were casting peculiar shadows on the floor. However, the young lady who was supporting herself on her elbow over the comfortable couch couldn't care less about them. All one could see of her was her obscure, long and shady silhouette – long hair, long legs and fragrant cigarette smoke. Recently she had developed the habit of satisfying her nicotine addiction by rolling her own cigarettes. She was already hooked on cherry flavored tobacco and carried that compelling scent everywhere she was going, even when she wasn't smoking. It was interwoven with the thread of her clothes, stuck to her eyelids and her eyelashes. It was following her everywhere she went. A specific kind of drug. She was passing that addiction to everyone she touched with her tongue that tasted like fruits. The bittersweet saliva was spilling in a lustful way down her lips. Nevertheless, right now she was most certainly not in the mood for cigarettes. She closed her eyes and let the darkness take complete control over her senses. She could reach out and illuminate the space around her with the tedious fluorescent light whenever she pleased. But what for? Everything is much sexier in the dark. She doubted that there …
Spying on my boyfriends sister
I was in his bedroom with him as his cum was flowing down my face and I stood on my knees. "Sorry, but I gotta go." He picked up his clothes. "We have a good series of sex sessions going though." A dirty look was shot his way. "Stay here, I should be back in an hour." He left. I didn't even bother getting dressed and I laid on his bed as his cum dried. My fingers found their way in between my pussy lips many times and I thought of having sex with my twenty-four-year old boyfriend. "Fuck, I need something else." Little did I know, that a grand opportunity lied just feet away. "That's the spot." I heard. Thoughts came into my head where that came from. I rose up completely naked and headed to the door smiling. Moans became louder and my smile became bigger. "Is Colleen having some fun?" "Fuck, Colleen." I heard a female voice say. The door to his room opened and I strolled the five feet to her door. I calmly opened the door and my slit immediately dribbled. There on Colleen's bed, was another cute woman. Her seemingly twenty-something-year-old body was naked with Colleen's face buried right between her legs. My eyes widen as cum made it's way down my legs. My fingers finished their journey into my cherry and my masturbation session had begun as I found something appealing. Moans escaped the mystery woman's mouth as my hand made the door open a little more. If either of them turned my way, their eyes would meet with a naked and horny woman that was watching them. My eyes locked …
Leaving her job interview
The temporary job Donna had in the clothing store in town was coming to an end but she was invited to her line manager’s office for an interview for an up and coming temporary position. As she knock on Sally’s door, she called out and Donna entered and sat down in front of Sally. They went through the usual questions and answers before Sally asked Donna “What can you do for me?” Donna looked at Sally sitting in her chair for a moment. She was 38 years old, slim with long dark hair, wearing a brown and white striped buttoned up blouse and a pair of light brown trousers. Then Donna stood up, she was wearing her usual black top and grey skirt uniform. She walked round to where Sally was sitting and as she came up behind her Sally was looking at her. Donna moved Sally’s leather chair round so they were facing each other and said “I can do this”, as she bent down she ran her hands over Sally’s small tits, as Sally didn’t say anything Donna crouched down beside her and tipped her face towards hers moved in and kissed Sally. Sally didn’t react until Donna started to unbutton her blouse, it was then that Sally kissed Donna. As Sally’s blouse was removed Donna ran her tongue from Sally’s mouth over and down her shoulders and then down the crevice as she unclipped her bra, removing that her tits wobbled and Donna soon latched her mouth round one nipple and then then the other, Sally had her head back and was sighing as her fingers were running through Donna’s hair. After a short time …
Merry Christmas
A Christmas Present My bath was just starting to cool down when I heard a car coming down the drive to the house. It was my best friend, Holly, coming to visit and right on time, as usual. I smiled to myself and got out of the whirlpool, drying off as I heard her make her way inside and upstairs towards my room. "Katie?" she asked as she came into the bedroom. "In here, Holly," I replied as I moved over to the shower stall. She walked through the open door as I got in the shower and reached for my razor. "I'm still getting ready. I wasn't expecting you quite so soon," I lied. Holly sat down on the makeup chair and watched me through the open glass door. I was sitting on the built- in shower seat soaping my legs and shaving them. Looking up at her, I smiled and said "Sorry. I felt like relaxing and took a bit long in the tub." She gave me one of her lovely smiles. "That's alright, I can wait." She pushed her long dark hair away from her face as she glanced down to look in her purse. Holly's a lovely woman, slim, about my height, with a girlish figure and a lightness of movement that always draws a second look from men — and quite a few women. I've known Holly since we were roommates in college. We were instant friends when we met and have stayed so ever since. Despite my wildness in college and the trouble it inevitably caused her, Holly's always been there for me through thick and thin. Even eight years later she was still my best friend. It was only two days ago that she …
Naughty Weekend
It was Saturday morning and I was spending the weekend with David and Vivian, a married couple in their fifties who were friends of my mom. I had turned sixteen a few weeks before and had lost my virginity just the night before to this wonderful couple. After I had showered and dressed, I went downstairs to find David sitting on the couch watching TV. I sat down beside him and he put his arm around me. Vivian had to work that morning and would be home around lunchtime. David got up and put a disc in the DVD player then came back and sat beside me. He pressed play on the remote, then pulled me onto his lap. A vision of the room we were now sitting in came into view on the screen. David and five of his friends were standing around chatting, each of them gently wanking their own cocks. The camera moved around and I was shocked to see Mrs Li, the sixty year old owner of the local Asian grocery store. She was lying on a blanket naked, rubbing her cunt with one hand, while massaging a breast with the other. David put his hands up my blouse and caressed my firm, young tits. I slowly began to move my ass back and forth on his cock which gave me a nice tingling feeling in my pussy. He moved a hand up my skirt and into my now soaking wet panties and gently rubbed my vagina. Meanwhile on the TV, Mrs Li had moved onto her knees. The six men had formed a circle around her and she was eagerly sucking one of their big cocks. The other five continued wanking, keeping their cocks nice and …
Valentines Card
Happy Valentine's Day, My Love, Let me tell you how I love you. I love, worship, and adore you with all my heart and soul. I love watching men watching you. It fills me with pride. I watch their eyes dip down your blouse, lighting up as they gaze upon your breasts. I watch their heads turn as you walk by. I love your power over them. I love your power over me. I love preparing your bath. Making you ready for your lovers. The tub, the room, I carefully scrub for hours. Hard work, scouring with a toothbrush. Rinsing, scouring again, rinsing, until my hands turn from pink to red and my arms and back pound with pain. I plan carefully. The water and air temperature must be just right. The bath oils perfectly matched with scents and bubbles. I light candles. Soft music. Warm a cozy, fluffy towel. I want to give you perfect pleasure. No demands. Unconditional love. You will be completely relaxed and ready, ready to be swept into the strong masculine arms of your choice of man. I love working and slaving for you. I am happy to work hard, to work long hours so you do not need to work at all. I deposit my paychecks directly into your account. It is not a joint account. Every penny goes to you, and then you give me an allowance. Performance based. I make money. You spend it. Country club memberships, private lessons, exotic vacations, designer clothes. The best. Only the best. I love cleaning up after you. I love that you leave your soiled panties on the floor for me. A gift. A …
dream girl in blue jeans
I have seen her often around the neighborhood. She wore tight-fitting blue jean shorts, with a short sleeve boat-neck blouse. Her blouse is white with blue horizontal stripes. She wore a light cream-colored open-knit sweater loosely hanging off one shoulder. That is how she looked the first time I saw her at the cafe. Who am I? Well, I'm just your average something sidewalk café girl watcher. I love the outdoor cafes that are so plentiful in this neighborhood. The coffee is good, and so is the people-watching. People reveal quite a lot about themselves when they don't now they are being watched. Her shorts fit tight … damn tight! The hem was folded neatly … twice, so that the bottom of the folds were right at her sit spot … you know … the point where her thighs turns softly into her sweet ass-cheeks. When she bends even slightly, you get just a hint of her little ass. But, that was all fine with me since she has a nearly perfect shape in all respects. As my eyes traveled from her jean shorts upward, I noticed that she was young … very young. She had long brown hair, and brown eyes. She had the cutest face I had seen in a long time. A friend who knew her a little told me she was nineteen. I had trouble believing that, because she looked much younger. Not that I am drawn to that mind you, but I was prepared to make exceptions in her case. The first time I saw her she was standing tiptoe in her red high-top sneakers, bent slightly over the counter showing her …
DR exam to Remember
Doctor’s visit turns out to be more than routine check up. It was on a Tuesday afternoon that I had a routine check up at my Dr’s office, the normal blood pressure check and questions to get a clean bill of health for my work. I was dreading going because of the Doctor I normally see, he’s the old school type that’s in the room for five minutes and then out and another wasted afternoon sitting in the room for 2 hours for just five minutes of his precious time. The nurse calls my name and I go back to the waiting room. She’s not very attractive and I enter the waiting room and sit down and she starts with all the routine things nurses typically do, taking my blood pressure and temperature and then asking me what the reason for my visit was for today’s visit. I proceed to tell her here for work to get check up. She says the Doctor will be in shortly. So I sit waiting on the old man of the doctor I usually see, when I hear a voice outside the door that is of a woman’s voice, very soothing voice and sexy sounding. I vividly start thinking in my head “man wish that could be the doctor seeing me today” a few minutes pass when the door opens and walks in the voice that I was hearing outside minutes before and was I very happy to see what my eyes were seeing. There she stood wearing the white doctors’ coat with the stethoscope draped across her neck, black dress pants that were snug fitting and a red button down silk blouse, showing a little cleavage and black high heels. She was …
At The Park by loyalsock
It is a dark suburban park in a trendy inner city suburb. The kind of park that during the day would be filled with c***dren in designer labels and with women watching over them whilst discussing their house cleaner. We are there for other purposes. My girl pulls me close to her as we sidle up to the equipment. c***dren's play is not on either of our minds as we turn to each other. I stare into her eyes and see such lust – it would have shocked me except that I know I that the spark is mirrored in my own eyes. I pause for a moment to savour that look she is giving me before she pulls me into her kiss. Our mouths meet and tongues meld into each other. Her mouth is familiar but still sends nerve impulses over all of my body into a torrid state. I shiver as she breathes into my ear 'Do you want to play?' I cannot speak but nod dumbly as she slide her hands from my shoulders and down the small of my back. She lifts the bottom of my shirt up a little and scratches me lightly as her hands delve under my pants and down to my arse. Her arms are around me holding me close and she has started kissing my neck, gently biting and sucking. I am trapped in her embrace, she has me where she wants me and she knows it. She withdraws her right hand from the back of my pants and cradles the back of my neck. With the index finger of her left hand she gently strokes the start of my arse crack. At the same time she sucks hard on my bottom lip, nearly drawing bl**d. She is enjoying my reaction and …
His
She wears a mask to hide what she feels inside A smile on her face whether she is happy or sad She knows it's no use, He knows her very well For He is the one who holds the key, the key to her soul He knows her needs, wants and desires He knows her dreams, nightmares and fears He knows she craves structure and a place in His life She wants to know she will be His forever He makes her feel safe, at home in His arms She knows there are times when she has let Him down She never wants to be the cause of the frown She needs His control and strong hand to hold He helps her grow and learn to be strong He makes her feel beautiful and loved She never thought it possible to feel this way She gave her submission, a gift for Him She is His, and is true to her role He has seen the silhouette of her soul
A Teutonic Temptation
Friday Katie The Lufthansa 737 hurtled down London Gatwick's north easterly runway, its two turbofan engines effortlessly propelling it off the tarmac and into the bright blue winter sky. Once airborne, it slowly banked to the right, pointing its nose out over the North Sea towards the Low Countries and our eventual destination of Munich, which lay just ninety minutes away down the Rhine Valley. My forthcoming weekend in Germany was a completely selfish winter treat for myself after my pre-Christmas exertions at the supermarket I worked in. My parents had taken me to Disneyland Paris when I was eight years old. While there, I'd been utterly enchanted by Cinderella's Castle. It had always been a dream of mine to visit Bavaria's Neuschwanstein Castle and see the real life inspiration for Walt Disney's fantasy masterpiece for myself. As Lufthansa gradually inched us over northern Europe, the sparkling skies we'd left over southern England slowly gave way to thick low level cloud. The wheels eventually kissed the ground at Munich's Josef Strauss Airport, and I could see the clouds that had looked so fluffy and inviting from above were now leaden grey from below. Fine flakes of alpine snow trickled slowly from the sky, covering the ground in an icy blanket as far as the eye could see in every direction. I cruised through the airport and soon found myself heading down the well gritted autobahn towards my weekend retreat. I'd booked myself into a spa hotel, styled very much like a …
Roleplay I had on omegle
You: Hey Stranger: hey ! You: ASL?? Stranger: f 19 here You: 16 Male Stranger: cool, I'm allison You: David, what you look like?? Stranger: I'm 5'7 tall, with long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, I have a fair complexion, and a slim but fairly curvy figure You: I'm 5'8, short blond hair, blue eyes, palish, and I have a toned body Stranger: sounds great, so what are you into? You: Anything tbh, but no rape Stranger: oh yeah I hate rape roleplays too don't worry Stranger: hmm how about I'm your older sister's best friend? You: Sure, you wanna start?? Stranger: yeah sure, do you want this to be both romantic and sexual or do you prefer one? You: Just sexual, maybe some rom elements Stranger: okay yeah I can do that You: Okay, let's do this then Stranger: it's late at night and your sister invited me to stay with her tonight. I've been having a hard time falling asleep so I decide to walk downstairs to get myself a drink of water. I walk into the kitchen and am startled when I hear a noise in the living room. I walk over to the living room and see you laying down on the couch watching tv in the dark You: I'm flicking the channels "Boring. Boring. Boring. Boring…" Stranger: I walk into the living room and stand behind the couch with your back to me "what are you doing up this late?" I ask you You: "Jesus Allison, cared the crap outta me." I say startled "Nothing, what about you??" Stranger: "Oh sorry" I laugh when I see you jump "I just came down to get a glass of water" I say "I …
Raising Peter Chaptr 14
Raising Peter, Chapter 14 (Mom has a great MEATING) ****************************************************************************************** This is a total work of fiction. The story includes incest bi-sexual, group sex, and water sports, among other things. If any of these offend you, this is not the story for you. If you’re reading just to make smart remarks about the errors in the story, save your time, they are there. I just do the best I can and try to improve with each story. To those who have given constructive criticism, thank you for your advice and your votes. ******************************************************************************************As soon as we were all in the bedroom Mom told us there was one more thing she wanted to clear up before we got started with the sex. I could see her eyes water up a little and I knew she had something serious on her mind. “Kay you told me you intended to marry my Son and give us grand babies. It’s no secret that I’ve been a piss-poor Mother to my son but I can promise both of you that from this day on I’ll be a better Mother and when you do have children, I’ll be a good Grandmother. I gave Mom a kiss then told her, “From this day on, our lives as a family starts now. The past is just that, the past and that’s where it’ll stay. Mom looked over at Susan, giving her a little girl pouty look, “I’ve never been with this many people at one time; I don’t know what I ’m supposed to do. I guess I’ll have to put myself in …
Truths and Betrayals of a Young Mans Heart Chapter 9
It's finally Saturday and 10 a.m. in the morning. Mom, Denise, Helen, Mina, Maxine, and Lina have already left to Uncle Gus and Aunt Cindy's ranch. Mom and Denise had us sleep in separate rooms. Mina slept in our room and I slept in the guest room. Zan made Will and Dusty keep me in the guest room until the ladies left. I was going to be taken in another hour to give everyone else that was going to the wedding time to show up. Will, Dusty and I got ready in our tux. Zan was going to wear a simple suit that I think he wore for his wedding to Helen. After getting ready and down to the living I am sitting in my chair waiting. Uncle Damien showed up while I was getting ready upstairs. He is wearing a suit , but also a leather jacket with his Lone Wolf patch on the back of it. What catches my eyes is he has another leather jacket in his lap. I ask him about the jacket and he gives me a grin. He says that the one in his lap was my dads for when they rode together to just get away from life in general. I give him a wide eyed look with gets him to laugh a bit. Zan catches my look and laughs also. Uncle Damien tells me the jacket is for his surprise that I will get after the reception. I give him a curious look in which he says I will just have to wait. Will announces it's time for us to get going as the time reaches 11 a.m. Mina and I wanted our wedding to be early so our honeymoon could start early enough. Will suggest I ride with Zan for Dusty was going to led and he was going to …
The Estate Agent
A friend of mine asked me if I’d stay at his house while he was at work, he was expecting the Estate Agent to give him a price on his house, as he’s a mate I said I would. I arrived as he was going to work 8:30am and he told me to help myself to anything and text him with the price the Agent said, I said I would. “He should arrive this morning sometime”, “Ok” and with that he went to work. 9:45am there was a knock on the door, there stood a mature man holding a leather bound file. “Hi my name’s James I’m from ****** estate agents”, “Come in” I answered. He was wearing a nice suit, lovely shirt and tie. As he looked around the house he made notes in a Filofax, after half an hour we were stood in the kitchen with a drink talking in general. He was having a right old moan about his wife not understanding him etc. After a few minutes he said he needed the toilet as he passed me he placed his hands on my hips and moved slowly, I turned to face him and he looked me straight in the eye and winked, I smiled and he stood there facing me with his hands on my hips. I was transfixed, I didn’t know what to do, then without any warning he moved his hands from my hips and rubbed the front of my jeans, I leaned against the worktops and his hand was now rubbing the bulge in my pants, and all the time he was smiling at me. As his hands were doing all the work my cock was getting harder by the second. He unbuckled my belt, then my jeans, as they fell to the floor I was standing there with my …
Neighbor Boy (Pt. 1/Introduction)
(Warning: I wrote this little "series" when I was 16, and I knew nothing about writing shit. Forgive my awful writing voice. Hopefully you enjoy it.) My name is Devin. Most people just call me Dev. I'm a teenager living in an average apartment complex with average neighbors and an average single mom. I never really had much of a social life, however, that…changed a little one day. One hot day during the summer when I was 16, we were greeted by a knock at the door. We didn't normally get visitors, so it was rather odd. My mother ended up answering it while I sat in the living room watching TV. (I was a very bored kid.) My mother opened the door. "Hello, what can I do for you?". It was a woman at the door who I had never seen before. "Uh…I just moved into the unit 4 doors down to the right, and I was wondering what time the pool opens and closes", the woman said. "Oh, the pool opens at 8am every day, and closes at 10pm. You can get a key from the landlord", my mother replied. They introduced themselves, and proceeded to engage in a conversation. At this point, I turned the TV up so I could hear it over their conversation. After they finished and my mom shut the door, I asked her "What was that all about?". "That woman apparently is our new neighbor. She lives in the apartment 4 doors down from here with her son, who's about your age, actually.". There weren't many parents in the complex, so I was a little surprised. "Really?", I asked. "Yep. 15, according to her. Maybe you …
DO IT FOR DADDY
He had never seriously thought about his eight year old daughter in any sexual way until the accident. It’s true, he remembered looking back over the years, that he had enjoyed giving her baths and seeing her little girl slit… that always received a little extra attention during baths. Back in those days, he smiled to himself… she certainly had, had a clean pussy. That ended when she began to bathe herself when she was four or five. Tad did continue to enjoy looking up her skirt while she watched TV, even so he felt a little guilty. That kind of peeping had given him a strange thrill, but nothing more obvious or overt ever happened. She was an adorable little girl everyone agreed on that. They had lived alone ever since her mom disappeared never to be heard from again; only an empty bank account to testify to her ever having been alive. Beverly had been three. Beverly… everyone called her Bev… had long auburn hair half way down her back that Tad usually kept in two pig tails. She was a bit shy but playful enough once she knew you. Her best friend was a big snow white stuffed toy, a dog named Benny. He knew her secrets that she whispered to him every night as she held him tight and drifted off to sl**p. Now at only four foot one and 40 lbs she was just a bit small for her eight years and four months. Then Tad had an accident at work. He was a foreman at a construction site and when a front end loader had malfunctioned, snapped a bolt and dropped a load of lumber, Tad’s hands …
Another Day at the Office
The story your about to read is true and took me completely by surprise, And I still can’t believe it happened at my desk at work. To keep my sweet disposition at work I have xhamster.com page open on my computer. Usually to blow off the stress of the day. Keeps me nice & helps my sunny disposition with all of my customer service duties. I do enjoy chatting a bit usually the dirty the faster my mood improves. I went to work wearing a cute short skirt & low cut top. Which is not the normally the case and usually I wear pants… as seen in my photos. But it is a nice spring day an skirt weather. I was looking at a few pictures & porn with the vol. down just in case the phone rings. I was enjoying a nice set when I received a message from one of my friends. He wondered if I was up for some dirty chat. I did stat chatting then another friend sent me a message you know who you are. I began getting really hot and horny. Rubbing my thighs and enjoying the friction as the dirty talk was going fast and nasty. His cock was throbbing and I told him to watch one of my video’s. Then I wrote to Friend 1 “good grasp it tighter Imagine I'm sucking the Head only rolling my tongue round the top in circles” My Friend 1 chimed in. then he said “Fuck yes” Then I typed “Listen to me talk dirty to him. Pretend I'm talking about your cock. Harder stroke it harder” Then Friend 1 replied with “Yes, I love the way you moan” Friend 2 chimed in I wrote “but I was amazed by the pic with that man creamed ur …
The Wedding (Challenge #2)
It was the day of my 25 year old daughters wedding. As far as I know she had never had sex with a man. How did you have a talk about what is expected. I am sure she know. She was 25 and we had never keep the talk about sex from her as a k**. She know a lot sooner then her friends. So I a 45 year old woman was having a talk with my 25 year old daughter. I have to admit I was wondering what all she knew. Sara, what do you know about pleasing a man? Sara looked at me and smiled. Mom I have gave a blowjob before. Just because I never had one in me don’t mean that I have not done anything. I was shocked. Guess I should have not been. But the next thing she told me was even more shocking. Mom, she said. I do like eating a pussy a lot more then a dick. Sara I have never heard you talk like that. She laughed. Mom she asked have you ever ate a pussy? Nervously I said No Sara. I have a dick. And the bigger the better I like it. We laughed. As I fixed her garters in she smiled down at me. Mom would you if you had the chance? I don’t know Sara. It would have to be someone I know and that person would have to keep quite about it. I could not have anyone find out not even your father. Sara stood there for a few minutes. She seemed deep in thought. I was wondering what she was thinking about. She smiled down at me as I finished fixing the straps on her legs. She reached down and took my hands pulling me to my feet. Mom I may have a way for you to find out if you would like to eat pussy. …
A step mothers sin – Ch. 1: invading his pri
I am athirty-nineyear old divorced woman who works as an executive in the very conservative financial industry. I was married forf******n years before separating and getting a divorce nearly three years ago. I have one step son, who lives in California with his father most of the year, but typically spends Christmas, spring break, and summer vacation with me. Robert’s birth mother, Jim’s first wife, died of leukemia about four months after he was born. She refused chemo treatments during her pregnancy to protect her unborn c***d; a decision that cost her life. I always respected her for this sacrifice. I entered his life when Robert was two years old and I was the only mother Robert had ever known. Jim and I had a tumultuous marriage. To be candid, the sex was great, but we were very different people, with different styles, priorities and values. When I was offered a major promotion just over three years ago to move to Boston, I knew it was time for a life style change and I began taking steps to end our marriage. This was not a trivial decision for me since we had as*******n year old son, who was doing well in school and sports. Coupled with the fact that Jim was the only man with whom I had ever achieved an orgasm, the decision to end the marriage was a tough one. Robert,who was nows*******n-year-old, stayed with his father where he could continue with his friends, school and sports. While I considered briefly trying to compel Robert to join me on the East coast, he was …