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The PA pt3

The PA pt3 Sunday morning passed quietly not a word was said by Sir Edward at breakfast, nor at the main meal of the day it being Sunday served at 1pm, attended by the four key members of the household, his silence on the subject and his ability to compartmentalise things, somewhat unnerving Maggie. The meal over Sir Edward swept out and they knew they would not see him again until Monday morning at breakfast. The remaining three, Barnes herself and the driver Peter, were soon sitting in the big lounge at the side of the dining room, with coffee, the two men had been so very helpful when she had first arrived and so much so that now she felt that the three of them were kindred spirits, each keeping the secrets of the house as part and parcel of the duties. Between themselves had grown a common bond of mutual understanding and discression, so gently she probed them why they had never married. Barnes said that he had never thought about it he had so wanted to get up the ladder he just had never had the time, his life was now so full running the household that though now he regretted it as the nights he said were long and lonely. Peter on the other hand said he had been married, and had a son in the navy, his wife had died some years ago and like Barnes he found the nights long and empty. For her part she explained about losing her fiancé in the accident and of her lonely life before this job came along. She asked as to Sir Edwards love life and if there was ever a lady …

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The Boy next door -5

After I got inside and ran up to my room, i slammed my door closed behind me. I went to my window and closed the curtains so I couldn't see outside. I laid down on my bed. Shoes and all. And began crying. I can't believe he did that. Everything, everyone said was true. Blake is a fucking whore. For all i know, i could have AIDS or HIVS. Oh god please no. As i laid there, my crying had stopped and i was just whining now. How could i let this happen. It wasnt fair. I rolled over onto my back, staring up at the ceiling. Life is just complicated. Life is fucked up. Life is…well everything is wrong with life. Or is it just me? I sat up and looked around. Damnit…i forgot my clothes next door. Well I guess he could keep them. I didnt need them anyways. I have more. I stood up and kneeled down on the dloor infront of a cabnit like thing and opend it, pulling out some paper and a pencil. No i'm not ginna write a suicide note. I would never hurt my family like that. But i was one for wrigting what i thought. Sitting down on my bed, grabbing a hard book and placed the paper on the book and began to write: Note to self, Never trust another hot guy like Blake. For all you know they could be whores. Getting what ever they desire. Using people like Blake used you. Man i thought we had something speacil. All those times he fucked me. Damn it felt good. He is pretty big i will admitt. But seeing Steven fuck Blake, thats where it hit me. My jealosuy came into play. Damn i'm such a baby. …

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The Rent is Always Due

I couldn't pay the rent. The knock on the door meant that time was up. Rob, my landlord, let himself in. "Looks like I finally caught up to you," he said with a grin. "You know what that means." And I knew he was serious! He had burst in on me the last time I was late on rent. He'd caught me naked; I'd hoped he'd just leave after witnessing my humiliation. I'd just tried shaving my pubic hair and he saw the result! Rob joked (I thought it was a joke at the time, anyway) he'd find another way for me to pay up. I covered myself, promising to pay tomorrow…hoping my embarrassment would encourage his departure. Now, I guess it was for real. Yes, it seems my naked body was collateral! "Strip, boy!" he commanded. I tried to reason with him, but he only got angrier and soon forcibly pulled down my pants. I was now in my white briefs…they were tight, hugging my manhood. "Pull them down slowly…", Rob continued. I was shaking as I lowered my panties, exposing my cock for this dirty old man. "Bah! You're gonna get rid of that pubic hair, boy…go shave it off this instant," I was told. "I'm really not gay," I explained, "I was just messing around before!" I'd just grown back my bush from our last encounter and I didn't want the girl I was dating to look at me funny (if I finally did get to lose my virginity). Rob was not amused, exclaiming "Bullshit! I bet you're still a virgin, and besides," he continued, "I like you with no hair down there." I argued, "This is going too far, …

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Lil Sis, Revised

MAURA It was Christmas Eve, our parents anniversary. They had gone to Hawaii for a week and left me in charge, so to speak. My sister and I were only a year apart, but most people thought we were about three years apart. This was because, at seventeen, I was bigger than the average kid for my age, at 6'3” and 172 lbs. I played on the varsity basketball team and pitched on the High School baseball team. Maura, my “Li'l Sis”, was the opposite. She was diminutive, slender, delicate of feature, with a classic figure (considering the relationship of her various measurements). There was a sense of “softness” about Maura that was infused with enormous passion. Maura was incredibly feminine, with spotless, alabaster skin, highlighted by rosy cheeks; full, naturally lush, pink lips; high cheekbones, and wide-spread, bright blue eyes. Her hair was fine, with a natural, gentle curl and a soft, very light brown tone. Some might think her hair bordered on the “mousy” but the more one observed it, her hair was lustrous, shiny and in no way dull. It was a highlight of her many gorgeous attributes. Maura was not underdeveloped by any means. In fact, her femininity showed through clearly were one given the opportunity to look. In public, she wore modest, dull-colored, somewhat baggy clothing, with the result that many did not really see how full her figure was. The breadth of her shoulders was proportional to the width of her hips and fit beautifully with her 26B bra size. I had no idea just …

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Unexpected Changes-My Junior Year Part 4(Redone)

Hope you enjoy it: As I walked towards Mr Thomas’ office, I took a deep breath, clutching the folder in my hand. I took another deep breath and stopped in front of his door. I was about to blackmail my principal. Was this right? Would it be worth it? “Of course it is.” I reassured myself. I knocked on the door and waited for a reply. Mr Thomas told me to come in. I sat down across from him, making sure to make myself look dominant. “What can I do for you today Tommy?” he joyfully asked. “Well Mr Thomas, I’ll just get straight to it.” I started. “Exactly what I like to hear.” he returned. I smiled at him. “I saw you last week, with Ms James. I saw you in here, in the morning.” I calmly told him. “My boy, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” he interjected, “I’m always with my staff.” “I saw you two in here, having sex.” I smiled. Mr Thomas’ face changed completely. His smile disappeared and he frowned. “Now, I have evidence, right here in this folder.” I said, holding up the folder, “Don’t worry, I made copies and they are in safe hands.” “Are you blackmailing me? Are you serious?” he asked, putting a fist on the table. “We could do this the hard way, or the easy way.” I said, “I have a few simple requests. Will you agree to do them?” Mr Thomas forced a grin. “I’ll see what I can do.” he replied. “First, I want you to let Amanda date me. It’s not normal for a girl her age to not be dating, let alone a virgin. I’ll take care of that.” I said, trying to stay dominant. …

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A Family Betrayal Chapter 23

Writers Notes: Hey all due to a hand injury my writing will be a little slowed down. I am not going to stop writing just going to take my time. Also working on a second story which there is no connection to this or my other two stories. I am also sorry for a few things in the last chapter and the start of this one, but it ties into the healing to a point. To those that are into the story all I can say is keep reading as it will just get better. Sorry this one is only over 8,000 words, but the next will be longer. Have a good day and enjoy. Now for Chapter 23 : Mom had Jacqueline go with her to help give her a enema. Jacqueline confessed she wanted one too. It seems this night was going to be a first for them as well as Faye. Except Faye wanted something at that moment. Momma Faye wanted to confess something to me. As I laid their watching my Latina mom slowly ride me. I have my hands on her breast fondling her nipples. Her eyes are glazed over with love as she holds my hands to her breast. I looked up with a smile when she smiles down to speak. “ You feel so good in my pussy baby. Oh god I want this to never end.” She tells me with a moan “ You feel so tight momma Faye, but what….made you change your mind?” I ask as she lets go of my hands to only lay down on me while still going back and forth on my cock “ Oh yess….please call me Faye baby while we make love. As for your question it’s because I have been thinking….oh fuck….about you and the way Jasmine and the girls …

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A summer dream (Um sonho de verão)

Summer 2012. Like every day I woke early, despite being on vacation. Through the bedroom window, the curtain between open let in some sunshine, insistent search for my eyes as I still lethargic looked at the clock, get up and dressed. It was five-Thirty Seven. I have fixed the time in memory, because I was so marked as a scar on his face. I went to the bathroom. Forgot towel and when I returned, I had the impression of seeing the window glass, brown hair fluttering as if they were leaving the room. Was home alone. But being around women, suddenly thought to be one of my three friends who have gone catching clothes on the line. I was intrigued by this unusual situation, because all the girls were in their hometowns. Strengthening my distress I recalled that they never woke up early. Our house was a traditional neighborhood: the center. It was a residence of the early nineteenth century. Stone walls, lime and wood floors. Honestly, carried a charming air while dismal, leaning towards the classic. I preferred to think it was a picture of my subconscious. My desires trying to preach me a piece. The day before had received a call from some friends to play soccer that morning, but declined. I thought of taking breakfast and then immediately run through the edge of the beach. There was a baroque art exposure in the Central Museum. I confess that I preferred the sand, although evaluate be losing a great cultural leisure. After a long shower, wearing only a white swimsuit. I started …

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GF And Is Threesome With A Shemale (True)

This is the true story of when my girlfriend at the time and I had a threesome with a shemale off Craigslist. Enjoy At the time of this story which was a couple years ago I was dating a girl named Miranda she was sexy,funny and kind of kinky which was everything I looked for in a girl I guess. We had been dating for about five months and after the third months we had begun talking about having a threesome with another guy or girl because Miranda and I are both bi. For the longest time it was something her and I talked about but I think we were both to nervous to go threw with it when one night we were sitting at my place and we said if we were going to do this we should just do it. Miranda said she was going to use Craigslist to find someone because having a threesome with one of our friends she said would be "Weird". She sat on my computer for hours while I watched T.V. When she came back into the living room with she had a grin on her face "OK, Were all gonna meet tomorrow over here". I asked questions about if it was a girl or guy but she just kept saying "You'll see" over and over. The next night as the time drew closer I will admit I was nervous as hell. Miranda and I watched a movie until her phone rang. "She's here" she said and left the apartment to go downstairs to let her in. Without knowing Miranda gave it away that it was a girl or so I thought as I wanted until Miranda came back into the apartment "This if Chrissy" she said. Chrissy was wearing a jean skirt and …

Dark Fantasy

Wife’s Photo Shoot

" Wife’s Photo Shoot " I was attending a conference in L. A. and this time my wife Linda was accompanying me. Usually she preferred to stay at home, but this time she wanted to come along, and enjoy the sun and pool in late spring. It was delightful, and we enjoyed some great eating as well as some pool time when the meeting ended each day, which was early afternoon. On one occasion, there were two women sitting next to us, and we became acquainted with them. It developed that Kim, the slightly older woman, was a photographer, and Gail was her assistant. They had privileges at the hotel pool, and would take advantage of this when they finished work for the day. I said that Linda and I had often talked about having a professional photographer take a number of pictures of her; pictures that we could enjoy in later years. She was a beautiful woman, and I wanted to capture her beauty, but the ones that I had taken never did her justice. Besides the usual pictures of her in a dress or swim suit, I wanted some sexy shots of her in some of the attractive lingerie that she liked to wear, or some nude pictures, but she was reluctant, perhaps being embarrassed if some one else saw her photos. Just then my wife was coming out of the pool to join us, and Kim remarked that she was quite lovely, and indeed she was. She was very attractive, with a charming face and a fine body, slightly larger than the usual model, but with lovely firm breasts, a curved waist, rounded hips, and long …

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Dance Fan

When I am on stage I feel like I am in vacuum. My fellow dancers almost seen like they are surreal, the audience is dimly light to the point that they are blurred faces. I often feel like I am alone moving with the music, feeling it's vibrant impulse on my body. My senses are alive; when it is going good I feel it in my heart. A feeling of completeness a feeling of joy. On opening night last winter that whole experience for me changed, and changed in a way that it will never go back. It changed with a glow of a face in the crowed. A face that stood out where faces never have in the past. A soft beautiful face with a glowing smile, warm, inviting and intriguing. It took me out of my rhythm and subsequently helped to contribute to one of my personally worst performances. Oh, while everyone congratulated me on another great performance I knew better, and I knew because I didn't feel it nor sense it. Rather my mind and body were focused on that face. As we stood in finale and bow to the audience I looked for the brightness I so was so intrigued by. It had vanished, however, gone like the passer by who you feel and want to approach but have gone never to be seen again. My heart sank, knowing that this too was one of those times. And now a bad performance and all had gone for naught. I went through the normal routine after the show, turned down a few invitations from friends to hang out; I frankly wasn't in the mood. Upbeat nonetheless after much fanfare over the overall …

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Story of Best Friends Falling in Love Chapter 1

It was a hot summer day, I was walking towards the mall where my best friend Rosie was. Ive been looking forward to it all week. I havent seen her for a few months. After a few minutes of walking under the hot sun I finally reached the mall. There she was standing as beautiful as always. She was standing there in her favorite jeans a black t shirt and a leather jacket that made her look like a biker. Her hair was curly and brownish red. I was in love with this girl and I wanted to tell her but I just didn't know how. She saw me and a grin spread across her face. I grinned too. I ran towards her and gave her a big hug and she hugged me back. “Hey I missed you so much Rosie!” I said. “I missed you too Dalton! I was going through some stuff.” she said with her face turning from a grin to a look of sadness. “What happened?” I asked concerned something bad had happened. “Jimmy and I broke up. He was cheating on me” she said almost tearfully. I gave her a big hug. “Im so sorry, Just know Im here for you if you need to talk” I said. “Yeah I know, but that's why I came here today. So I could forget all about that with my best friend.” she said as the grin returned to her face. We walked to the ticket booth and bought tickets for a new movie that we both wanted to see badly. As we bought our tickets the clerk said “You guys look like such a cute couple” I felt my face get hot and I said “Oh no were not dating.” “Oh Okay, Sorry” she apologized We walked inside the theater got some …

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The Cable Repair

I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock screaming, I looked around the hotel room one last time, finally I was going back home. It was a great visit with friends but it was time to get home, I missed my wife and my own bed and frankly I was horny as fuck. I packed up my things and headed to the airport. My wife on my mind the entire time, her long black hair flowing over her ample 38 C tits, her long muscular legs, her ass round and firm, her shaved pussy just waiting to be fucked. After all it had been two weeks. I missed her soft sexy lips on my own, but what I was longing for was to have her wrap them around my thick 7 inch cock before I pounded her pussy and finally rammed my cock deep into her tight asshole. You wouldn’t know it to look at her but she was definitely my whore. She craved my cock all the time and I knew I had to get my cock deep into her waiting holes. The cab arrived at the airport, the driver shocked me out of my thoughts with a simple, “Hey Buddy, that’ll be $88”. I passed him a hundred and told him to keep the change, as he didn’t interrupt the day dreams I was having of my sexy slut wife. The walk through the airport and through the customs area was uneventful and surprisingly my plane was on time. I was surprised merely due to the fact that I was not scheduled to return home for two more days. I booked an earlier flight so I could return to my beautiful wife. Mainly because our fucking internet went down and since we switched to Vonage, that also …

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A Daughters Love!

My name is Rachel and I live with my Daddy. My mom was tragically killed when I was six years old which was almost ten years ago. Daddy and I have been very close all these years. We really enjoyed spending time together. We have traveled some but mostly we just enjoy each other's company. I have only dated a couple of boys because deep down I am insecure which makes me shy. Daddy is always encouraging me to date more but I am really not interested. Last week something happened and my world has started to change. I was over at my friend's house for a sl**p over and we were staying up late. I got up to use the bathroom as I walked down the hall I heard someone moan. It was soft at first but got louder. Then I could hear the bed squeaking and the moaning and hard breathing got louder! "Fuck me! Fuck that pussy harder! Give me that big cock!" I heard Lisa's mom scream as the squeaking bed squeaked louder Lisa appeared at the end of the hall and put her finger to her lips telling me to be quiet. We both stood there and listened. "Roll over baby I want to fuck you from behind!" Her dad's voice said After a brief silence there was a sharp groan! The bed started squeaking again but you could also hear a slapping sound. "Daddy is really fucking her good tonight!" Lisa whispered in my ear "Oh cum for me!" Her mom moaned loudly "Fuck yeah! Take it! Ahhhhhhh!" Her dad yelled as the squeaking stopped Lisa pulled me down the hall where we both giggled about hearing her parents having …

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Lindas Punishment Locked Door

Linda looked at herself in the bathroom mirror as she slowly unbuttoned her wet blouse. She could still smell the faint smell of urine as she looked at her breasts, the shirt dropping to the floor in front of her. Silently she reached down and rubbed her hands over them, sliding her fingers around her nipples. Her lips moistened as she started to pull the zipper of her skirt down. “Linda honey?” she felt her body stiffen as her father called out to her. “Linda, honey, are you okay?” She reached for a towel to cover her body. “Yes daddy, I’m fine,” she answered as she wrapped the towel around her and tucked it between her breasts. She heard the handle of the door rattle. “Why is the door locked?” her father asked her sternly. “I’m sorry daddy, I wasn’t thinking,” Linda answered, quickly reaching out to the door to unlock and open it. She looked up at her father, he was obviously angry with her. “Here I came to tell you how much I appreciated what you just did for me, helping me get a promotion and everything and then you blatantly ignore our house rules.” Her father reached his hand behind her head and pulled her hair. She felt the shivers of pain flowing through her scalp as he pulled her head back. “Come with me,” he pulled her towards her parent’s bedroom and tossed her onto his bed. She fumbled with the towel trying to keep it wrapped around her. “Caroline,” she heard her father call out, “Caroline!” “Yes dear,” she heard her mother walked into the bedroom. “Caroline, your …

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The Stalker Visit One Day One

Friday Evening Mike waited in Sally's apartment by the door; he had her schedule, lack of social life, orphan status down. He had been watching her, and she was not really happy with her life. How could she be, no one seemed to really care for her, and he could change all that. Give her more from life then she ever bargained for if she was accepting, if not well, he would have some fun. He had stolen her keys and made a copy a week ago and here it was Friday night, the night he always visited when he could. She was about to come home from work, and he was waiting. The key turned in the lock and Sally walked in, and started to scream. There was a stranger in her house! Before she got much out his gloved hand covered her mouth, and the other eased the door shut, he had debated using a drug, but he wanted her aware of what was going on, able to respond. "Easy girl, easy" the stranger said in a very soothing tone like he was talking to a child or a dog, the whole time fighting her twisting and jerking body. Sally was fighting with everything she had, and that was fine, she would tire. Sally kicked and lost both high heels, Mike easily dodged the kick and the shoes. He squeezed her harder while dragging her over to the couch and all the while talking to her in the same manner. “Now, hush girl, easy. I know this is scary, I won’t kill you, just relax.” He couldn’t promise to not hurt her. . . that was kind of the point of being here. He pushed her on the couch using his size …

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The Last Flight. Chapter 2

I stood alone at the rear of the cabin. All was well, the constant drone of the engines and the vague vibrations, as well as the sudden slight jolts and movements because of the the changes in air pressure outside, went largely unnoticed. They were all part of my daily life as a stewardess. I busied myself with cleaning the crockery and cutlery, stowing it away until needed. The flight was just over half way and I turned around and scanned the passengers. Some were snoozing, others were chatting or just looking out of the window. It was then that I noticed that seat twenty-five was empty. No-one had passed me to use the wash-room, which was next to the galley and I had been there for some ten minutes. I wondered if she was perhaps not well. Air sickness was an ever present condition, perhaps not so much on the DC-3 as it was not as smooth as the modern jet airliners but, nonetheless, there was often someone who would succumb. I tapped gently on the door and listened carefully. Nothing. I tapped again, a little harder. “Are you all right?” I said, not so loud that the other passengers could hear but so that she could, if she was in there. I heard a faint click as the door lock was released from inside. “No, I am not. Please come and help me,” her unmistakable voice replied. Taking a quick look down the cabin to ensure no-one was looking and wouldn't see through the door when I opened it, I turned the handle and opened the door, quietly slipping inside and closing it behind …

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Nothing Sweeter Than a Step Daughter

**** Another repost, please let me know any suggestions in comments or PM. Planing to do a revision of all my stories. ****** "Ugh. Fuck yea, oh yeah, ummph, uh, uh, uh!" Lilly heard him grunting in her ear. She couldn't see his expression because he was behind her. It seemed like this spooning position was his favorite and doggy style a close second. Not like before, when it was sensual and she felt special. "Yeah baby, oh sweetie. Just like that!" Lilly rolled her eyes. She wasn't doing anything but laying on her side, while he pumped his hips against her, his penis going in and out it's short length, bringing him toward climax while she watched the muted tv in the corner of the room. "Oh, oh, oh, oh jesus, oh jesus, yes, yes, yes!! Unnnnng!" Lilly felt his arm grip wrap around her waist and pull her to him, as he rammed his hips to her buttocks and held there for a moment, tensed. Lilly felt the warm sensation of his cum pouring into her. His nails were digging into her tummy, his other hand was massaging her thigh, his mouth and teeth biting her young shoulder while their points of contact on her back, and ass were wet with his sweat. He thrust a few more times, and then his grip lightened. His hips fell back a bit, his member just barely still inserted. As was the case these days, he was asleep in just moments, lightly snoring. Lilly waited until his cock has softened significantly and pulled forward slightly felling the head pop free. She slowly and gingerly got out …

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Noras Tale: 2 – Frisk on the Beach

After putting on a good show for my neighbor Levi on Saturday night, I awoke Sunday morning with the desire to do it again – and immediately. I jumped up to turn off my alarm clock, then sat back on my bed and struggled with the temptation before me. I had felt surprisingly comfortable with pleasuring myself in front of Levi’s attic window the night before, having him watch me plow myself to orgasm. There was a chance he was up now. He had been awake this time the day before, catching me masturbate on the roof deck the first time. I wanted to go up and check, and if he was there, this time stroke myself slowly and teasingly to orgasm. But I had things to do. Seventeen-year-old girls didn’t just wake up at 6:30 am on Sundays for nothing. I needed to go on my daily run – especially since I had missed it the day before due to a series of distractions. The itch that had snuck up on me during the night hadn’t taken too long to scratch. Opening my fifth college acceptance package on the roof hadn’t eaten up much of my time either. Even my small panic attack about my uncertain future wasn’t really be to blame. What had really preoccupied me was encountering Levi and sharing my predicament with him. In order to chat about my woes, he had actually climbed out of his attic window onto his roof, then jumped off onto mine to meet me. Between offering me advice and getting my lusty little heart rate going, he had nearly made me late for work. While on my roof, he had also swiped the …

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I Dare You (part 4)

[In Kay's voice] I couldn’t get my Thursday night’s conversation with Ken out of my head. I thought about it all day at work on Friday. By the time I got to Cynthia’s, I was all wound up. Immediately, she offered some wine and I accepted. This was bad because I get horny when I get drunk. We talked about this and that through dinner. After two bottles of wine, around 9:30, she asked if I wanted to go into the hot tub. Naturally I said yes, but I also remembered that I forgot to bring my bathing suit. “That’s okay,” Cynthia explained with a slur, “we’ll go au natural. It’s just us girls.” “Aren’t you afraid that your neighbors will see us?” “Only Franklin, our one neighbor, can see to the tub.” She stared at me with a haze in her eyes, “Let him look! What a show he’ll have tonight!” She laughed. We climbed into the tub naked. The conversation turned to Marc’s trip and Ken’s studies. I told her that it had been over two weeks since Ken and I had done it, and that I felt very frisky. Cynthia looked embarrassed, so I changed the subject. We soaked for about forty- minutes. I was very tired, but when I exited the tub, a blast of wind woke me up. Suddenly, I was goose-pimply. I was still very horny. Naked, we walked through the house and to our respective rooms. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I could not help staring at my breasts in the mirror. My nipples were still hard, and my thoughts turned to Ken and his cock. After brushing, I lingered in front of the mirror. …

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My Son’s Girlfriend The Latina Princess

Now I call her a princess because she is spoiled and expects to be treated like a princess. Fittingly enough she also has a pair of shorts that say “Princess” on the ass. I try not to interfere in my son’s relationships and I understand why he pampers her. She is extremely attractive. She is about 5’3″, weighs maybe 105 pounds, has what I’d guess to be size D knockers and a sweet bubble butt that a lot of Latina girls do. So on that level I like having her around the house as she has provided me a sizable spank bank of mental images. I started letting her sleepover in my son’s bed about a month ago on the weekends and she took that inch I gave her and has practically moved in as she only sleeps at her house maybe one night a week now. I confess once she more or less moved in I got into the bad habit of sneaking into my son’s room and looking for her dirty panties and sniffing them. Sometimes if I knew they weren’t going to be home for awhile I would take her panties into my bedroom and masturbate with them in my face. The smell of that eighteen year old pussy was just so intoxicating. When we all three sit around watching TV before bed she wears skimpy short shorts and tee-shirts. I have gotten the feeling that on more than one occasion she liked to tease me. Whenever my son leaves the room, she will often get extra flirty with me. A few times when we were alone in the early mornings because my son has already left for the day she pranced around the house in just her …

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Fun filled night home alone

Let me know what you think this is my first story I love writing them but want to know what you all think my story has two points of view for a reason thanks. Hi im celene i'm 5'4 i have round firm 38c breasts and a nice firm ass. My story began on tuesday night while i was home alone. "Celene, were leaving for work bye and behave" mother said. I said bye and listened to the door slam shut. Once i saw their headlights dissappear down the road I ran to my room grabbed my robe ipod and dildo. Then i walked to the bathroom and started a bath. I hung up my robe and stripped down. I laid my dildo next to the tub and grabbed my ipod and slowly loward myself into the tub savoring the warmness of the water against my bare skin. I turned on my ipod and started reading erotic novels. Once i was completely turned on i sat my ipod down and started massaging my breasts. I slowly started getting closer to my nipples. When i reached them i gave them a little pinch and let out a soft moan of pleasure. Then i kept playing with my nipples with my left hand and ran my right hand down and started playaing with my clit. As i pinched n rubbed my clit i could feel the pressure building towards orgasm. I took my left hand from my nipples and grabbed the dildo. I brougt it to the opening of my moist pussy and slowly started pushing it in and out. As time went by i started going fast and harder my moans of pleasure getting loader. The combination of playing with my clit and the dildo hitting my g …

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My New Trainer, Part One

I was not looking forward to working out at all. I wanted to get into shape, but working out was going to be painful mainly because it had been a few months since I had stepped into the gym. I was so right, the first week I was so damn sore, but going into the second week, I was feeling much better. I am usually in a zone of my own when I go into the gym. I just want to get my workout done, go into the steam room, and then take a shower before going home. I do not usually really pay attention to the people around me, because then it becomes a distraction, but when I came in today, I could not help but notice this damn hot trainer across from me. He was helping one of the women get set up on the treadmill. He was tall, with dark hair, and a killer body. As I got onto the treadmill, I was really trying to keep my eyes down and not pay attention to what was going on across from me but it was not easy, and then there he was standing in front of me. “How is everything going?” he asked. I nearly tripped over my feet when I looked up, “Um, fine,” I stammered. “Well if you need anything my name is Brian,” he said as he was walking away. Dammit, I did not usually have a hard time speaking to men but for some reason he made me nervous. It has been a while since I had flirted with a man. The next couple of weeks were not easy for me, but I would get in early enough to get my workout done before Brian came in, which was both good and bad. It was good because I got my workout done and it …

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Friends old Aunt and me

My friend Tom called Aunt Rita to see if she would be interested in meeting with me for some fun. I got a call about 2 days later from Rita herself. She said &#034 hello dear I am Rita the perverted old &#034lady&#034, and I use that word loosely, that Tom told you about.&#034 I laughed &#034 well from one perverted old lady to another, hello.&#034 Rita said &#034 so you want some of this old pussy do you?&#034 I laughed again &#034 well I just have to meet you after talking with Tom. He said that you are quite an interesting lady.&#034 &#034There's that word again&#034 she said &#034 I am no lady honey.&#034 I said &#034 well I can see why Tom likes you so much.&#034 She said &#034 if he likes me so much why hasn't he called me? I could use some dick right now.&#034 Again she had me laughing &#034 I will pass that on to him. But in the mean time how bout some pussy?&#034 &#034Sounds good to me' she said &#034 when can we meet.&#034 We talked for a long time and before we hung up we decided on a meeting place half way between our houses since we lived 2 hours apart. She said she would wait for me in the lobby of the hotel and would be wearing a blue hat with feathers sticking out of the top. I arrived at the hotel with my small over night bag which of course also held my sex toys. She was not hard to miss. The big blue hat with pink feathers sticking out. I walked up to her and said &#034 Rita?&#034 She looked up from her magazine and said &#034 Jenn?&#034 &#034Yes&#034 I …

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Meet me at the Standard

It's the night of my birthday, and you've told me to get dressed up like we were in Vegas and meet you at the bar at the Standard at 8pm. I show up at the bar. It's a warm night; place is busy. I see you across the room, drink in hand, sizing up the place. You look stunning, in an elegant dress that stops just above the knee. We have a couple of drinks while you continue to check the place out, looking at the girls, and the guys. You see a guy you like; taller than me, good looking, and approach him, whispering something in his ear. He looks surprised, looks at me, and then back at you. You walk back towards me, whisper in my ear. Room 1207. Five minutes. He follows you to the elevator, and I watch as your hips sway so slowly. I take my time to finish my drink, wondering what you're doing. Every minute feels like an eternity, and I'm getting hard, imagining what I'm about to see. I walk over to the elevator. Hit 12. Smile at a couple as I ride up. Room 1207. The door is cracked open, so I walk in. The lights are so low that I can barely see anything. There's an armchair facing towards the window. I can see his silhouette in it against the lights of the city. You're standing in front of him, facing the window with one hand pressed against it, bending over with your legs spread as you pull up your dress so he can see your suspenders and your fishnet panties. He must just be able to see you, maybe even tell how wet you are. I sit across from him in an empty armchair. You turn …

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Business Meating

I imagine meeting you in a hotel. We are both there for a business meeting but after hours…We had set up another "meating" to deal with. We meet in the hot tub. We are sitting near enough to talk and relax. Under the bubbling water I am lightly rubbing your crouch with my foot. On the surface we seem like two traveling business men. Under the water we are as hard as nails. After a few minutes a few other people come to the hot tub, a young couple and another business traveler. I slide over near you and say to them "There is always room for more." They all sit down and begin to talk about nothing like strangers do. This gives me the chance to get my hand on that hard cock of yours. I slid my hand up under your swim trunks and wrap my hand around that hard shaft. With all the bubbles and waves no one can see that I am jacking you off as we talk about the travels and conferences and nothing in particular. I love how your dick feels in my hand. I lightly squeeze your balls and rub your shaft. I know you are enjoying it because you are not talking look rather lost in thought. I take my hand off your shaft and whisper to you "I'll finish later." I want to let you relax and not have a huge boner when we step out of the tub. We talk to the others and to each other for another ten minutes. "You ready to get back to work on those hard things were trying to get our hands around?" The others in the tub just think I mean some business issue. They don't suspect that I really want your …

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