Wendy wonders whether she wants to work more with her hot foot fetish, will she go pro? Wendy loves to confess and to consult her fine friend, elder gentleman Professor Peter Wendy knows he records everything on video and writes her true tales in sexy stories Wendy tells below about her hot day at work and some of her hottest sexy dirty dreams Wonderful Wendy looks lovely: slender and sexy, short dress, wears panties but never any underwear Wendy has firm little tasty tits and has a few kinky fancies and fantasies for further love life Wendy is into 'smelly sex', suffering from a fancy for Bromadrosis or stink-feet from fine females Wendy loves she smell of her panties … especially after she wears them for three days in a row! Wendy has a great day at work in the shoe-shop which offers only long leather boots and high heels Wendy has an attractive client with long legs and she helps her out of her over-the-knee long boots Wendy gets wet from the smell of her feet and proposes her client to retire with her to the canteen Wendy knows well her client has seen her bare bald snatch under her sheer sexy see-through panties! Wendy seduces her and foot-fucks herself with the smelly foot, she comes hard squirting all over it Wendy loves to talk to trusted priest Professor Peter Poet about her fetishes, fancies and fantasies Wendy confesses to him that she sometimes wonders whether she wants to become a whore for foot-fucks? Wendy loves his wide open mind without any moral borders …
Sex Studio Secrets #18:: Sasha and Ashtyn-1
Sasha is as sexy as tall towering an inch over me, she introduces attractive Ashtyn tasty teen to me Ashtyn is still a virgin till one evening suddenly something very sexy hot happens to the tasty teen Her first erotic experience is a triple tongue fuck from sexy Sasha after her baby-sitting evening! She is too amazed to repay that debt the same night but she soon plans to even their mutual account Ashtyn invites Sasha for a common coffee to seduce her further and get her first fuck from strap-on Swedish Sasha is a fine friend, a cunning colleague writing tasty true sexy stories from her love life Ashtyn is unexpectedly her last conquer, whom she met as dod of a dear friend, hired her as babysitter Sasha comes home one night a bit tipsy from an evening out with friends, notices Ashtyns awesome bums Her heated hormones do the rest which goes fast from kissing to pulling her jeans down to tongue fuck Ashtyn enjoys three orgasms from her experienced tongue as a tip on top of her normal fee that night! Time to tell some more about these two lovely looking lesbian lovers in all their cunning contrasts Everything is very impressive at Sasha: raven black long hair, very tall and big firm boobs D-size Ashtyn is a petite pretty blonde beauty and completely inexperienced in making love with someone yet Cute little tits, shaven slit looking like the virgin she is until Sasha intimate initiates the teen Her hot first female lover is almost eight year older, soon she shall reach her …
My best sexstories
Whether I’m writing about joining the mile high club, attending a “kissing party”, or the joy that comes with not caring about pubic hair, I often address my sex life directly. Sometimes, I even dispense unsolicited advice based on personal experiences on matters such as staying faithful, and which awkward scenarios couples should expect to face in the sack. For this roundup of sensual stories, however, I cast a wide net. What I discovered is that everyone seems to have a saucy tale worth sharing. Below are the top 5 anecdotes of the lot, which are sure to leave you flesh thirsty. (Each story has been edited for clarity.) 1. Jerking around in-flight (male, 30) My college girlfriend had an insatiable appetite for sex. So an hour before heading to the airport to catch a flight to Italy in 2002 (the trip was our graduation gift to ourselves), we had sex. By the time we were boarding, she was already ready for more. Naturally, we checked out the plane’s bathroom, but we agreed that it looked too cramped for a mid-air romp. Undeterred, my gal summoned a flight attendant shortly after takeoff and requested two blankets. Then she draped the navy blue polyester throws over my lap, slipped her hand beneath the makeshift barrier, withdrew my dick, and massaged me to erection. Bear in mind that we were in a three- seat row. She was by the window, I was in the center, and a middle-aged European dude neither of us knew was sitting near the aisle. While jerking me off as slowly as …
Meeting an older couple online and using the wife as my sex toy
Quite frequently I get messages from "couples", asking me if I'd be interested in having sex with the wife. Typically, these are sent by bored husbands without the knowledge (or interest) of their spouses, so I either ignore them, or, when I'm feeling generous, tell him that I'd only talk with his wife, if she's really interested. That'll usually end the conversation (except that one time when someone tried to impersonate his wife – unfortunately, she made the same grammatical and typographical mistakes that he did, but that's another story) so I was quite surprised when I got a message from Helga. Her husband Gerd had sent me the usual, telling me about how his wife was curious about having sex with women and he'd be thrilled if I was on board with her. I told him I'd be thrilled if she would contact me herself and not have him handle all her communication, thinking I'd never hear from them again when a day later I got an email. "Hello," it read. "My husband already wrote you about me, so I'm just writing back to say I really like your stories and am curious about female on female. Please write back if you're interested." Attached was a picture of a pair of pink, wet pussy lips spread wide, while on the thighs next to them someone wrote "for Anna" with the date of the email. Surprisingly, it seemed to be real. I set a date with Helga to meet in a chat room. She told me her husband was very submissive, and even though she's not really the dominant one either, she plays the …
Show4Us True Stories: Fun With Friends
Disclaimer: The following story is 100% true with no exaggerations or embellishments. The names have been changed to protect the privacy of other participants, who will only be referred to by initials. I was devastated immediately after ending a roller coaster of a relationship with a manipulative younger girl. In an effort to keep busy, I spent the following day with two close friends, K and B, who happen to be a lesbian couple. They witnessed more than their share of the torment I endured at the hands of my ex, and they were not fans of her. Throughout the day, they admonished me with I-told-you-sos and what-the-fuck-were-you-thinkings. Their honesty, though brutal, was somehow comforting. To fuel the dwindling fires of their assault, I shared one of the intimate details of my relationship: my ex would routinely joke that I had a small penis. While it never affected my confidence, I did always wonder what inspired the jab. Was it innocent, insincere teasing? Had she really seen some monster cocks in herextensive experience? Or was it another attempt at manipulation? That's what we all leaned towards, but who knew for sure? Our rant-filled day came to an end at their apartment, which was stocked with various bottled beverages known for their ability to decrease inhibitions (hopefully that was worded with enough finesse to avoid censorship). Another of their female friends, F, joined us for a card game. The loser of each hand had to take a shot of one of the aforementioned …
Sex Studio Secrets #30: Moms & Dods: Helena-2
I wish I have cameras not only in my Sex Studio but also in my mind as a naughty one is a joy forever I long to record my long sexy sessions with my most favourite moms, while their dear doddies watch us I love to make love to several of my female friends, to initiate their dear doddies under their eyes I will mention and describe below my all-time first favourite fantasy with a mom and dear daughters! I introduce Helena who has two beautiful blonde dear daughters, whom I watched grow up to tasty teens I intend to skip some of our sexy sessions by providing only a short summary of our erotic encounters I still tell my dear readers the hottest highlights between the two of us in this first erotic episode I see the first hot hymen of my long life and it excites my enormously, so I orgasm soon at hot Helena I start by telling a true tale of first fine erotic experiences with a pretty person, so close to me I will leave it up to the imagination of my dear readers where the story slowly turns into a fantasy I invite my dear readers to share their thoughts about our first encounter in erotic self-education I will continue this nice new series of short sexy stories, how soon depends mostly on Your reactions I have hardly half an hour first time when I invite hot Helena to undress for me and play together I have to wait till the Summer holiday for another occasion to be alone with her to play her pussy I have most of the day with my holy half Goddess Helena when all others leave …
Guide to Cuckold Your Husband
Guide to Cuckold Your Husband Turning your husband into a cuckold can be one of the most rewarding things you ever do. A successfully cuckolded husband will be completely submissive. He will satisfy all your sexual cravings, manage all the mundane chores of your life, allow you to sl**p with whomever you wish, subject himself to any amount of humiliation you desire, and of course, love you unconditionally. But be warned, cuckolding can also be one of the most challenging things you ever do. The process is long, complicated, energy consuming, and by no means sure of success. The strain on your marriage will be unbelievable, and it may be weeks or months before you succeed. In the end though, it will be worth it. Hopefully this will help educate women on how to begin the wonderful journey of female domination and to hopefully relieve some of the apprehension that might prevent a woman from ever trying. After reading this it will be clearer that cuckolding your husband is not as hard as it seems, and that accomplishing this feat is more possible than you thought. The most common reason a women doesn't cuckold her husband is that she thinks he'll never go for it – that he's not the type. This is such a myth that it must be dispelled immediately. Many cuckolds begin as ordinary husbands. Your husband may even be as manly as men come, but don't worry, cuckolding is often a just a matter of helping your hubby discover his submissive side. Take heart in the fact that underneath all …
03. Orlas Research
03. Orla’s Research People call me BC. Big Cat. I have had this nickname all my life except for a period of 3 or 4 years at Art College, where I was known as ‘Fluffer’. These are the stories of that time. Fluffer’s time. I lived in a house by the sea, almost on the beach, with this other guy from my course. He was a moron but in the holidays I had the place to myself because he moved back home. I was really looking forward to the long summer break, when I would have six blissful weeks to myself but, annoyingly, his sister, Orla, was looking for somewhere to study during the summer hols. However, Orla was way more attractive than her brother. I simply couldn’t believe my luck when this beautiful girl turned up. Slim with long blonde hair, these bright eyes bursting with humour, and a wickedly cheeky mouth. One of these really smiley happy people, not like her miserable fatass brother. And I was single too! But unfortunately she wasn’t. And on top of this my flatmate embarrassed both of us by barking, “Do NOT fuck my sister,” as he left. As if she wasn’t there, as if this wasn’t up to her anyway. She was seeing some old friend of his as it turned out and was pretty frustrated, not that I knew that at the time. The first couple of days went by innocently enough. We both studied together in the lounge with these big doors open and a warm sea breeze blowing in. I worked at my drawing board (angled up between us so I could concentrate!) and she worked on the sofa with her books …
Ass up White Boys, get turned-out by BBC
. This is NOT really a story, it is a Blog/Rant!!! Read the Tags, before you decide you want to continue reading… TAGS: Interracial, Black Men, White "boys," BlackOnWhite SEX, Big Black Cocks, White Ass, Real Talk, Underground Reality, True Stories, Interracial Sex, Racial Themes and Roles, Social Themes and Roles, BlacksOnBoys, Black Fucks White, White Sucks Black, Interracial Domination, Black Masculinity, White Femininity, Blacks "boy breaking" Whites, Blacks "boy breeding" Whites, Blacks Making Whites Sissies, Straight Blacks Turning "straight" Whites into GAY sluts for BBC, Feminization as the REALIZATION of what it means to be White, Accepting Appropriate Racial/Gender Roles in Appropriate Race/Sex Relations. Don't like where this Blog/ Rant is going??? LEAVE NOW!!! STOP READING!!! Do NOT continue, do NOT collect $200 dollars, JUST GO!!! You will NOT like what you find in here!!! If these topics make you angry, hateful, upset, or otherwise displeased save us all your opinions, and go read something else!!! I am not interested in reading your violent threats, or in responding to such ignorance. Proceed ONLY if you want to hear about Me, and other Black men, putting "straight" white boys into female roles, and fucking them like bitches. That is what I do, and is what I am about!!! Both here, and in my private life. If you continue, you are going to read about how "straight" upstanding suburban white boys, find themselves naked, exposed, fondled, feminized, and fucked …
Bedding the Babysitter Ch 06
BEDDING THE BABYSITTER CHAPTER 6 Summary: Cheerleader Jenny goes on her first lesbian date. A summary of the first five parts (although if you have not read them, I highly suggest you do…especially part 3 for this one) Part 1: 18 year old Jenny is a shy, curious babysitter who is pulled into the lesbian lifestyle by her pretty, seductive neighbor and employer, Megan. Part 2: Jenny is taken out for a makeover where she meets her school crush (cheerleader Karen) and ends up the lesbian club (La Château) where she accepts unconditionally that she is a submissive lesbian. Part 3: Jenny, now a sub to cheerleading captain Karen, ends up becoming popular, sets new fashions, starts seducing a female teacher and ends up as the pet for a group of cheerleaders at a retreat. Part 4: Jenny attempts to complete her seduction of her pretty teacher. Part 5: Returning home, she walks in on her Mom who has submitted to Karen. Shocked, Jenny listens to how her mother became a sub just like her. Note 1: As always a great thanks to Estragon for his copy-editing of my work. His countless hours editing mine and other writers’ work is critical to the quality work available on this website. Another thanks to LaRascasse for his thoughtful suggestions. Note 2: A special thanks for the patience of my readers as this series has been a labour of love for me. And although I spend a lot of time on all my stories, this series is the one closest to my heart and thus I don’t release a chapter until I am …
InCorrections
From the author of Another Yard and Driven Lust Wayne Stewart INCORRECTIONS Copyright © 2014 Wayne Stewart As with any fictional story, this is for entertainment only. Please direct any complaints regarding character words or actions to the fictional character portraying the offense. WARNING: This book contains adult language and depictions of adult sexual acts, which may not be suitable for teenagers below the age of 16; or for anyone who does not wish to read stories containing written descriptions of explicit, erotic sexual behavior. It does contain serious, humorous, and interesting stories of contemporary literature and fictional tales of both romance and adventure; and is intended for a mature audience. Chapter 1 Ok, I’m no macho man. Call it metabolism or genetics; I’m just not bulky like most guys. Maybe I’m just a late bloomer. That’s the reason I was picked for the heist. The plan was simple enough. All I had to do was climb into the ventilation, drop into the jewelry store, and unlock the damn door. The guys would enter, grab the loot, fence it, and split the cash with me. Now, before you listen to them tell you what an idiot I was, let me explain. The cheap shoes I had was all I could afford. They weren’t gripping the metal the way I needed them to and my ponytail, past my shoulders in length, got caught by the hinge on the screen cover at the end. I know, cut the hair, pull or yank it out; all sounds great on paper. But you can’t do that when you’ve knocked …
Sniff Addiction in the Chaldain Abyss
The whitewashed walls and brick-layed streets of Sandava gleaned bright in the sun, unlike surrounding cultures such as Mandalva, Trocust and Chalda. Those people managed decent lives but not with the oppulence of Sandava. Shadi was the eldest son of a Sandavan High Judge and if he studied well and kept his nose clean, he was the likely successor to his father's high position. He had done well with those things until his 22nd birthday when he began to have feelings and passions that he could not explain. Since his youth, he had enjoyed the storytellers and their great tales of life in those other cities and especially the tales of Chalda and of surreal blue-eyed demon-vixens and super eagles snatching men from the ground. Shadi didn't believe it all, but nonetheless he wondered if a measure of truth might have conceived many a tale. Perhaps the stories were more to keep Sandavan boys from wandering to the strange and foreign charms of their neighbors, especially those of Chalda where the females had those dark and mysterious eyes and smooth aloofness. As he grew into a young man, the storytellers began speaking of sexual tales and most were of Chalda where it was alleged that every form of sexual perversion that any person could desire could be found in the depths of Chalda's many dens of iniquities because, according to legend, the Chaldains nodded their heads to any sex act of any kind, involving willing people, no matter how taboo or forbidden it might be elsewhere. Of …
Le Freak
Le Freak ©Castlequeen 2015 Le Freak. Yeah, it's a great song, and it describes me perfectly. I AM quite the freak, but I guess it comes from being smart enough to know what I want in life, and careful enough to get it without getting in trouble. Perhaps I ought to explain. I lost my virginity right out of high school, what with all the horror stories of diseases, I didn't want to rush into anything. I'm not exactly ugly, so I had no shortage of guys interested in me, but I didn't want to rush into it. It was awkward to say the least, and I didn't get within a mile of an orgasm, but he was super sweet so we scheduled a make up date, and once again, it wasn't earth shattering, but much more pleasant. Then I told the guy we needed to do some reading, and a book was purchased and over my second semester of college, we got fairly proficient at it. What we didn't get was very weird of freaky. Missionary sex, after a few minutes of me sucking him, and after a few minutes of him licking me, unless it was Saturday night in which case he got to come in my mouth and he'd eat me to orgasm. Nothing fancy, nothing fun, and nothing out of the ordinary. As my freshman year in college wound down, I felt like I should have a little more fun, so I dumped him, and on a whim, tried it with another girl. Wowzers! Very fun, but after a few weeks with her, and trying new things on a regular basis, I still wanted cock and men, and I still had the urge to be a bit of sub and let some guy blast all …
Blk Gorillaz
This IS NOT a story,…. Its a blog!!! I'm finishing up my first story here, it will be done soon. And, its all about the interracial domination of a white boy by me. Its also a true story. Nearly every story I post will be true stories but, for now I would just like people to get familiar with me,… check out my profile, and especially my photo albulm!!! And, just to clarify, I'm not gay… fucking white sissy boys is just like fucking girls, I fuck bitches plain and simple. The white boys on the other hand,… Well, they may not start off that way but, they turn gay REAL FAST and they never go back!!! I'd love to know what you think!!! The rest of this is the word narrative for my photo albulm read this and, check out the albulm,… tell me what you think!!! This albums is abaout the interracial SEX between young WHITE boys and their rightful BLACK masters! Who are born to dominate,… these White sissy fuck boys who were made to be sucking black dick, and being fucked by dominant black men. White boys are the ideal whore for the black man. There just as beautiful as their female counter parts and, probably JUST as feminine, and are twice as insecure, and 10 times as submissive. And, no matter HOW MUCH you fuck,them they NEVER get pregnant,…"but don't put your clothes back on yet white boy because that's NOT going to stop us from trying!" And, its not going to stop them either. You see white boys are the ideal whore for the black man Jut look at all these Nigger loving …
One Trick Penny – Chapter 4
Torrents on the Machine I should have felt guilty. What I was doing was a complete invasion of Dave’s privacy; going into his laptop and finding his hidden folder of pornography, while he slept, recovering from last night’s adventure. However, it wasn’t as his wife, that I was doing it. I wasn’t trying to police his intake of erotic images and stories. No, this was research for Penny to understand her client’s sexual proclivities and trigger points. Most of his smut was the standard naked babes in various positions of display. Not much I could do off that. Then there was the obligatory chick-on-chick section. For some reason, all men seem to fantisize about this. Perhaps later on, but not something I wanted to get into at that time. Then there was a folder labeled FEMDOM. I’d already started down the path of female domination a few nights ago. We were having a good run at it, but I wanted to add some new kinks. There were a few twists I could add to my domination catalogue. I noted a subfolder dedicated to high-heels and trampling; walking across a bound and prostrate naked male. Then I found a folder relating to Women on Machines. I wasn’t familiar with this particular branch of fetish. It seems that there are devices about the size of logs that push a mounted latex dildo into a woman’s vagina to replace the movements of a male as in the act of intercourse. I gathered there is a manufacturer of such machines called Sybians, although there are a number of other more home made …
04. Madame Jolies Art Class
People call me BC. BigCat. I have had this nickname all my life except for a period of 3 or 4 years at Art College, where I was known as ‘Fluffer’. These are the stories of that time. Fluffer’s time. My Art College was putting on a series of fund raising events, one of which was a chance to do a life-drawing class with the college’s star, a French Artist called Madame Jolie. Obviously, this wasn’t her real name, none of us could remember that, so even she referred to herself as Madame Jolie . The name was supposed to be ironic because she always dressed in antique Victorian funeral clothing, apparently “mourning the death of the individual.” However, being in her late twenties and shapely, with thick white mascara, heavy black eyeliner and trussed up bleached-blonde hair, she looked a little more Monroe than Morticia. More Madame than Mortician. Mme Jolie had been let down by their life model, who selfishly had to go and give birth. So they needed, at very short notice, a nude. Don’t ask me how, but Madame talked me into volunteering. No, do ask me how. Mme Jolie was a good friend of my best friend Sara and, with a reasoning that defies all logic, she decided I owed her for my ‘education’. (See 01. Sara and the origins of Fluffer). Since she’d taught me what was where I was having the sex of my life. She said. I guess I can only blame myself for letting her eke out the gory details every time I got any. So one bright, cold, Saturday morning I found myself in the middle of a …
COUSINS –OUR STORY – Chapter 8
COUSINS –OUR STORY – Chapter 8 To read earlier chapters in this series go to sexstories.com/story/61282/ For photo of Lila go to – forum.xnxx.com/gallery/photos/2730844/ Romance, incest, male/female, softcore This story is a biography, based on fact (as best as I can remember – events that were unexpected, special and unforgettable) with interwoven fiction. It spans a number of years BACKGROUND TO OUR STORY………. It was 1992 when my family moved to live close by to my cousin Lila, who was about the same age. My name is Jonathon but my family has always called me Johnny. Our mothers are sisters. Lila's mother is about one year older than my mother. Lila and I are only children. We attended different schools. Lila attended a private girl’s school. I liked visiting Lila's house – it had a big swimming pool. My mother and I would visit their house and Lila and her mother would visit us. Lila and I became quite close. We seemed to like to do the same things. Our story: …………………… CONTINUATION PLANNING FOR SEX After we agreed to marry, and in order to confirm her fertility cycle, Lila had started keeping a chart of the required data. She said she got the chart at the Women’s Centre on campus. It seemed they were much in demand. She was fairly sure that she was on the usual 28 days, but as this could vary it was necessary to confirm it over 3 months. It was all a mystery to me. I knew that one part of the record keeping involved taking her temperature every morning because she had …
My Wife Does It on Her Own
I have been interested in having a threesome or a foursome with my wife for many years now. It hasn't happened yet and she has been not wanting sex very often for a long time. I let her know that she is beautiful and sexy and that many men appreciate her sexual beauty. She has had many female friends in the past that were lesbians, and they also appreciated her beauty and wanted her sexually. Some still do. I know underneath her doubting and denial of her beauty she does appreciate having sexual attention and knows she has good looks. She has told me many times that the best sex she has had in her life has always been when she was having a one night stand or just a short sexual relationship with no strings attached. I have suggested that she try to do that again but she said that it would not make her feel that way anymore because she is married now. We have been together for twenty six years and she has never had any other men since then. Although she has close lesbian friends, she has always told me should could never do anything sexual with a woman. I have questioned my thoughts of swinging or a threesome and felt a little dirty and wrong for having the desire. She definitely did not make me feel good about it when I brought it up. When I found Lush Stories I realized that my feelings were not wrong and many people share these thoughts and actually do act on them. I thank all of the people here that have helped me with this realization. I met a person on Lush who lives not …
The Divorcee
Marcy was deep in thought as she left her lawyer’s office and nearly missed her exit on the freeway. She wasn’t depressed or even slightly saddened about her divorce. She knew it was a mistake for both him and her, and they now both had an opportunity now to live the lives they really wanted. Her former husband was the type of man that many women seem to want, and she realized that her f****y might not understand why she left him. However, in marriage she discovered how quickly life could become mundane. They went to work, they came home, they had dinner and drinks, and were generally in bed early. Their sex life had gone from once a day, to once a week, to once a month. When she had brought up ideas about spicing up their love life she was met with hard resistance from her mate, and so love making had become dull and obligatory for her. She found herself no longer wanting sex from her husband, and whatever connection they had when they were married was long gone. Some women perhaps could exist in a loveless, sexless marriage; but not Marcy. It was time for her to breakout and take control of her dormant sexuality. As she pulled into the parking lot of her new apartment she was excited about the possibilities. While she didn’t want to jump into another relationship, she was thinking about how empowered she felt. She could now have a man any time she wanted, and while she didn’t consider herself to be the promiscuous type, she certainly was going to play the field for a while. …
Sharing CIndy Chapter 12
Sharing Cindy Chapter 12 I put the phone uptight against my ear and struggled to hear what was happening. I could make out some hard slapping noises and the occasional moan and grunt. Every so often I caught a voice, sometimes it was a female, sometimes it was male. Is that another male voice? What was happening?….. I sat at home on a Friday night, reading through some of the stories about loving wives and all the sexy things they were doing. I enjoyed reading about other couples and how their experiences sometimes mirrored what Cindy and I would get into. I was just reading a great story about a woman who was entertaining her husband and a couple of his friends at a poker game when the phone rang. I picked it up and heard the voice of my wife Cindy in the background. “Wait…wait……I think he picked up. Hello?” “Babe? Is that you?” I asked. “Oh Hi Baby. I didn’t know if you would be home or not. I just called to say I might be a few hours longer. The meeting is going great and we had a great dinner. “ “Are you still at the restaurant? “ I asked. “ “Um, no. We finished and headed over to Alexander’s Pub for a couple of drinks.” I knew the place. It was in the lobby of the Sheraton Hotel a couple of miles away. Cindy had been asked by her boss, Louie, if she would attend a meeting with a couple of his business partners. I knew why he wanted her there. Cindy was a young, sexy beauty who he wanted to show off to these men. Louie was in his mid forties and was infatuated with …
Dilemma
This is a true story and is happening right now in my life. Where do I start. Well I am in a good relationship, having a caring, sharing partner, the sex is good, life is rolling along. I work as a male nurse, thus having frequent contact with female nurses in my profession. I am good at my job and am professional in my practice. I attended a work function recently, colleagues greeting each other gave a hug and peck on the cheek on arrival. One of my colleagues Tracey, whom I had a good work relationship, greeted me, and I was surprised how hot she looked with a little make up on and out of work uniform. She smiled at me, and as we pecked each others cheeks, I had the sudden desire to kiss her lips. It was a warm tingling sensation that ran through me. I held back, and looked into her eyes, I wondered if she felt that as well. I was with my partner, and I thought wow that was close. That was not like me, but it was so real, a strong desire, sort of magnetic as I felt drawn to her pheromones I'm sure. Tracey wandered off to mingle, and I thought nothing of it until latter in the night. When being a little tipsy, photo's were being taken and our group took turns in photo's with each other. Well Tracey was next to me chatting, and we both laughed and posed for a photo, cheek to cheek. We looked at each other playing to the camera, and the feeling hit me again, I had the strongest desire to smell her closeness and taste her lips. I had a little shiver, a pang of attraction, …
COUSINS –OUR STORY – Chapter 9
COUSINS –OUR STORY – Chapter 9 Romance, incest, male/female, softcore For photo of Lila go to – forum.xnxx.com/gallery/photos/2730844/ To read earlier chapters in this series go to sexstories.com/story/61282/ BACKGROUND TO OUR STORY………. It was 1992 when my family moved to live close by to my cousin Lila, who was about the same age. My name is Jonathon but my family has always called me Johnny. Our mothers are sisters. Lila's mother is about one year older than my mother. Lila and I are only children. We attended different schools. Lila attended a private girl’s school. I liked visiting Lila's house – it had a big swimming pool. My mother and I would visit their house and Lila and her mother would visit us. Lila and I became quite close. We seemed to like to do the same things. Our story: …………………… CONTINUATION THE DAY AFTER I was awake early the next morning. My thoughts wandered. Firstly, to the undertaking I had given to my Uncle, ‘to look after Lila’, and then to today’s ceremony, ‘to have and to hold, from this day forward’. By allowing me to enter the most sacred part of her body Lila had given herself to me completely. In a way, we had been together for 10 years all ready. Now, I had sole responsibility for her for the rest of our lives. I saw this as an easy job. It was fun to be with Lila……… there was never a dull moment. I had never really thought that saying a few words at a marriage ceremony would have any effect on me, but it had. It confirmed our commitment …
The Devils Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 3: Winter
The Devil's Pact, The Cult of the Ghost by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Three: Winter Wednesday, November 21st, 2013 – Deidre Cheshire – Cassia County, ID I hadn't been to my dead aunt's ranch since I was a kid. It seemed the same now as it had then, like time had stopped for this one spot and the rest of the world had moved on. Right into the hands of Mark Glassner. The main house was painted a faded blue, rising three stories at the center around several barns and sheds. My great-grand father had built it to house his rather large family at the turn of the last century. But with thirty women, it was going to be cramped. “Let's get everything inside,” I clapped. The thirty of us had pooled our resources before we left, clearing out every store in Paris for supplies: sleeping bags, dry goods, and canned food. Dr. Savitri Anada, our resident gynecologist, had brought as much medical supplies from her clinic as she could. I touched the gold amulet around my neck, brushing the inlaid green jade and black jet. All the power our devotion to the Ghost had generated was contained in this amulet. I had to use a lot of it to keep that Sheriff from molesting Lizzy. The new, sexual freedom of the Theocracy had definitely let some men think they could fuck any woman they wanted. And since that was the way the false god Mark acted, it wasn't at all surprising. “It's nice,” Rhonda May smiled, hefting a sleeping bag. Her twin sister carried a crate of canned food. With this amulet, …
A little job on the side
A work of fiction By Carole ([email protected])Constructive crticism only please Don’t be scared to e-mail me with details of stories or your experiences. If you are u******e please GO AWAY; A friend of mine Brian ran a small guest house mostly for travelling reps etc: One evening he rang me and asked if I could do some urgent repair work for him as his usual guy had let him down because of illness. I replied that I could help and would be round first thing in the morning. “That’s great I’ll see you tomorrow” he replied. The next morning I turned up, and was told what the problem was. I quite quickly isolated the problem and tracked it into my friend’s private area. Further investigation tracked it to his bed room. I went into his room and saw a sheer nylon nightdress with matching bikini panties laid on the bed. There were bras, panties, stockings, suspender belts and petticoats hung over chairs and dressing table stools. Knowing that he lived alone I now knew what Brian’s hobby was. I heard my friend running up the stairs to his living area, as he arrived and saw me standing looking at the undies he said “I can explain” I replied “Its all right I understand” I then undid my trouser belt and as I did he said “I suppose now I’ll have to give you a blow job and.” He stopped mid sentence as my trousers hit the floor and he saw me standing in front of him wearing my black lace top stockings taughtly attached to my black lacy suspender belt with matching tanga panties. He …