I was new at the school. Only been there for about month before classes started in late August. I was the track coach part time and did not start training for cross country until the end of September. I kept in good shape with flat abs to go along with my 6ft 4 frame. I had to run to keep up with these k**s at the school. I did not start until 2nd period on Mondays, so I got in early to set up my desk and write my name on the chalk board. The bell rang and the door to my class open. In came each k** and they took a seat alphabetic to there last name. I took a quick roll call around the room. Everyone was present accept for Summer Smith. I waited a few minutes and about 15 minutes into class the door open and in came a cute blonde about 5ft 5. She was a tad bit bigger than most of the girls in the school. She looked at the chalk board and said "Sorry I am late Mr. Kelly but I was in the principal offices." I looked her from head to toe. She was very hot and had very nice curves. She was very voluptuous compared to the rest of the school. She had long legs and a very amazing big butt inside her black leather mini skirt. "Take a seat up front right over there." I said. She walked over and sat in front of my desk. I figured she was late might as well take a peek while she is in class. My wife left me about a year ago for not being home alot because of teaching. I had gone out on a few dates but needed a fresh start. The week went fast and Friday seem to come faster than usual. I …
Anal Fingering Orgasm While Almost Ordering Food at a Hotel Coffee Shop in Vegas
After a year of revenge-fucking most every available girl he came across, my friend Joe became engaged again . So, about seven of us close friends took Joe to Vegas for a weekend bachelor party. We had arrived at our hotel, the Tropicana. A few of us went to the casino to wait for the rest of the guys. Minutes after we arrived, this story begins. Two sexy flight attendants from Canada walked right past. There was something very bright and fun about these ladies; something very big about their breasts. These ladies were very hot. I grabbed their attention by saying something brilliant. “Wow, hot, I’m following them,” I think I said while I pointed. We followed a them a few steps to a craps table and introduced ourselves. The girls were good friends and both flight attendants for the same airline. They were from Canada and every year they take this girl's trip to Vegas . They were upfront about being married. Even more upfront with their flirting. We played craps and everybody hit it off immediately and we're having a blast. The slightly more flashy, outgoing and sexy of the two, Lauren, played next to me. Between us we volleyed all kinds of suggestive chemistry. The bachelor party group was getting ready to leave for dinner. I wanted to hang out with her more, so I asked Lauren what her and her friend were doing later. She said they were going to a club at the Hard Rock Hotel. After we were escorted out of the strip club, I persuade the group to go to the Hard Rock. The club …
A Week of Control
It is a pretty well known fact that men tend to express their sexual desires in short uncontrolled bursts. And while it is easy to get a man to those bursts, it’s much harder to keep him there for longer periods of time. Now this isn’t to say that a man can’t stay aroused for a couple of hours if a woman is treating and teasing him right. But a man simply can’t stay aroused all night or for an even longer period of time, not at his emotional climax at least. This is where men and women differ. Getting a woman to her climatic point of arousal can be a struggle at times. But once she’s there she can stay there all night with relative ease, if the man involved is stimulating her correctly. Now let’s not confuse a climatic point of arousal with a climax during an orgasm. We’re not talking about putting and keeping a woman on the edge of an orgasm and keeping her there. We’re talking about putting a woman into a position where they want, no need, sex more than anything else. Where they actually crave it. So that is where my experiment and our story begin. How long can you keep a woman at peak horniness? I took it as a personal challenge to find out. Monday Night: Finally the kids were out of the house. I had my beautiful wife all to myself. How long has it been since we had a week together entirely uninterrupted? It must have been years, but alas finally we didn’t have just one week alone but two! And the first week my wife had promised entirely to me. She had an idea on what I …
The Eternity of Love
With every flake of snow that falls, My heart cries out for you. For every bright star that twinkles so, I have more love to show. If I could make a purple rose, I'd name if after you. And plant it in our special place, Beneath yonder yew. No names or days can make me real, Only feelings in their time. The flowers of your heart so sweet, They lift my heart divine. Perhaps my memories take their place, Among life's faded scrolls. I love you more than all the surf, In every wave that rolls. So allow me when I go astray, Forgive my foolish ways. Love knows no rules, no written words, In eternity it stays.
More Than Hot Water
Coming home from a very stressful day at work, I see a note on the small table by the door. After hanging up my coat, I open the note which is typed and it says… Come upstairs, removing your clothes as you do. There is a surprise waiting for you in the master bath. Approaching the stairs, I see red rose petals scattered on the steps and begin removing my clothes. Ascending to the top of the staircase, The petals lead to the master bath. I remove the only piece of clothing left, my boxers. Naked, I walk toward the bathroom door. My cock grows bigger and longer with each step. When I reach the door, there is another note with a blindfold attached. This note is also typed and says… Put on the blindfold, open the door and enter. Close the door, then remove the blindfold. Following the directions on the note, I make sure the blindfold is covering my eyes. I would not want to ruin this for my wife, Trisha. Turning around, I remove the blindfold. Kneeling in the tub with a lather of soap covering her from the neck down is my neighbor, Joanne. Her black shoulder length black hair is wet, the soap-on-a-rope hangs suspended between her 36D-cup breasts. Joanne holds a loofah sponge in front of her, concealing her bare pussy from my view. “Wha…What are you doing here, and how did you get in my house? Joanne?” “Waiting for you to fuck me and never mind how I got in, Jason.” “I told you the last time, we are through. Now get out of the tub, Trisha will be home anytime.” “Oh I don’t …
Living in a brothel. Introduction
Hi there this is just a short introduction, if people like the idea I will post more. Enjoy! I fucked the tight young ass hard, I felt wonderfully tight and hot on my dick, as I plunged in balls deep. The roam was hot, really hot, the sweat was poring off me, and the noise was insane. Drum and bass echoed in my brain as I fucked the girl, I felt my climax build. as I was about to cum I pulled out and stood up, the girl spun around, her black hair spinning behind her. She knelt with her mouth open and her tong out, as I jerked my dick a couple of inches from her sexy face. God she was sexy, big green eyes, beautiful young feminine face. I started cumming and watched my cum pump into her mouth and onto her beautiful face, that moment seemed to stretch time, and I forgot the noise and the heat, it was like floating outside time and space. As the orgasm died it all came rushing back, the blaring music, the heat and the spectators surrounding us. The girl was showing her mouthful of cum to the crowd, before swallowing and displaying her empty mouth. Our act was done, the turned, bending over and giving them a last look at her ass and pussy, then walked over to me and we walked of stage together. "You OK Lexi" "Yeah, I'm OK, you?" "Yeah, weird though, I never thought I'd be fucking my little sis in front of a room full of strangers." Hi, I am the narrator. This is the story of the Williams family, and how they went from the perfect middle class family into the depths of depravity …
Summer In the Ozarks
Summer had finally arrived in the Ozarks. The winter had been long and troublesome and, unlike the global warming predicted, it had been cold. Very cold. Colder than it had been in decades, and with more snow than even the oldest of the town elders could recall. It coated the houses, it coated the cars, and it coated the streets. The ice was thick and, in many cases, simply refused to return to the liquid state from which it had begun. But that was over. The snow had melted, the air had warmed, and green was beginning to cover the land once again. Cal awoke on one of those warm spring mornings as the sunlight filtered into his bedroom through the thin curtains and half opened blinds. It was Saturday and he was off from work for the entire week. He could lounge about the house, work in the yard, or do anything his heart desired. However, he had plans. Plans with a special friend from far away. Plans with someone who wanted to spend time with him and enjoy his company. He lay on the bed, on top of the sheets. He usually slept that way, quite warm without the burden of extra cloth on his body. A body which, also as usual, was completely naked, free of pajamas, shorts, or even underwear. He always slept in this manner, unburdened by the confines others managed to take comfort in. It was liberating for him, and the only time he had worn nightclothes, he found them to be too restricting, too uncomfortable. They grabbed where he did not want them to grab, folded in places he did …
Hear no evil, Do me now.
I posted this here once a couple months or so ago and I cannot find it. So if this story seems familiar that is why . and If you know where it is let me know LOL Hear no evil. OK so I had hooked up with this british guy once. We had kept in touch online a bit. He had another girlfriend in town. Or so he told me. And he said he always had this fantasy that she would do another woman. He gave me her name and contact information and asked if I would try to bed her. So i reached out. She accepted my messages and we started conversing. She told me she had always been curious about being with a woman but unless her boyfriend told her to she wouldn't do it voluntarily. She obviously was a submissive. I told the brit guy this and he said he wouldn't force her.. So i let it drop. I stayed n touch with both but didn't pursue anything with either. One day out of the blue I got a call from him. He said he was going to be at a hotel with her and he had an idea. He shared that with me and I agreed. So here is what happened. I drive to the hotel where they are in a room for a day of sex. He is waiting for me at the door naked. She is on the bed. Hands tied together and attached to her ankles . Her legs are bent up into her chest and she is on her side. Naked. With a gag in place, blindfolded and has noise cancelling head phones on an mp3 playing through earbuds . So basically she is immobilized and oblivious to most of her surroundings. Him and I are quiet just to ensure she doesn't …
Aventures with my Daughter 2
“Adventures with my Daughter 2” Part Two: We get to know each other better. Saturday morning came early for us both. I admit to a little apprehension due to what had taken place the evening before, but Pammy was having none of that. She opened her eyes, broke into a smile, and then pulled herself on top of me. She placed her lips on mine and gave me the best good morning kiss I had ever had. My daughter lay on top of me dressed only in her panties. I was in my boxers and, of course, experiencing my usual morning erection, made all the more potent by the warm, firm adolescent body covering me. I could feel her nipples hardening and poking into my chest just as she could, I was sure, feel my cock beneath her. – Good morning, Daddy. Sleep well? – I certainly did. How about you? – Excellent! I had a strange dream though. – Really? What was it about? – Well, I was almost naked with this wonderful man who was touching me and making me feel so wonderful and then I got to touch his cock and make him shoot his cum all over his body. Like that. I just laughed as I realized that my daughter was not going to turn me in for molesting her. Indeed, she seemed to have really enjoyed our sex play the night before and was ready for more. I slowly stroked her willowy body and enjoyed watching her arousal. She became a bit flushed in her face and in the area above her breasts. I nibbled her nipples and got a sigh of pleasure from her. I felt the firm flesh of her breasts beneath my palms and …
Five…,five dollar…, five dollar femdom
I went to a well known sandwich shop, where i go to get SUB par subs. Anyway, it was getting late and i wanted to get a huge gross sandwich full of processed meat, eat it, then get blazed. I wasn't thinking about pussy, i just wanted my shit, but my sandwich artist was big fat slow, and really chatty. My slow mind finally comes around to the fact that she's flirting with me. She had a huge fat ass. Like four feet across. Her hips stuck out so far they made shelves fit for cup holders. Her tits were big and round too, extending beyond the outline of her shoulders. The great part was she wasn't just a big fat bitch, she had the great big fat ass and tits without the gut. Her belly was just a slightly rounded protrusion lost somewhere under the rest of her. Her skin was as black as night. Just to show the contrast, I'm a 5'6" one hundred and forty pound white guy, but enough about me. She's got to be three, or three and a quarter. She tried making my sandwich but kept bumping her big ass into shit on either side behind the counter. She cracked a joke about whether i could give her a footlong. I just laughed and asked if she'd settle for a toasted six inch. Not my best comeback, but what the hell. I got a sexy fat chick laughing and we're talking about food. Things come to a head so to speak when she suggests we hook up. I toldher to name a time and place, so she tells me as soon as her manager shows up to close up she's free, and suggested I follow her to her place. As i …
How My Niece Hannah Became My Fuck Buddy
I decided to trade in my 2008 Ford truck in and get a new 2015 as the body style had changed. My step niece, Hannah, went with me to look at the new trucks. On the way back from the dealership she told me she wanted the wheels and tires off my old truck before I traded it in. I had bought some nice custom wheels and tires about a year back. She is 18 and damn cute. I had already made up my mind to trade tires with her. I mean hell why not they won’t give me anymore if I leave them on and she has a 04 that they will fit on, but they won’t work on the new tuck I was going to buy. I decided to fuck with her before I told her I was going to give her the wheels and tires. I said, “you know if I put those on eBay I bet I can get $1,200 for them as they are only a month old.” She laughed and said, “no you have had them for at least a year.” I replied, “yeah but the person that buys them doesn’t have to know they are a year old.” She had an angry look on her face and said, “maybe I’ll just tell them when they show up to pick them up.” I had her good and worked up now. If looks could kill I would have been dead already. Then she told me that she would give me 1k and her old tires and wheels. I said, “sold,” and held my hand out like I expected her to pay me right then. She gave me one of those pouty looks like she was really pissed off and said, I don’t have it right now. I will have to pay you out in time.” I chuckled and said, “ok $1000 down and your old tires and wheels.” Hannah …
Stranded with Samantha Pt.2
She giggled and squirmed around under the covers. Her shirt and bra came out and then her pants. The thought of this gorgeous girl in bed with me in only her panties had me hard as a rock. I sat up and took off my shirt. I had goose bumps immediately and she laughed at me. I pulled my pants and socks off and threw them out. She turned over away from me and told me goodnight. I drifted off to the sound of the wind rattling ice and snow against the windows. At some point in the night I woke up. There was a naked girl spooned up against me. Her butt was pressing against my erection and my arm was lying across her, a big, firm breast under my hand. I could feel her nipple under my fingers and I desperately wanted to squeeze it. "Sam," I whispered. "Sam, are you awake?" She stirred and turned her head to look at me with sleepy blue eyes. "It's ok," she said. "I was cold and you're warm. Just hold me." Her arm was on top of mine, holding my hand over her breast. "My hand…" I said. "I know, it's ok. My boobs were cold too. Just hold me." It was warm with us sharing body heat and she felt incredibly soft and smooth against me. She didn't seem to mind my erection between the cheeks of her ass and I certainly didn't. She was sleeping again and I drifted off. When I woke up again it was light outside. The wind had died down but I could still see snow falling through the window. I was on my back and Sam was draped half over me. Her cheek was lying on my chest and the covers were …
The Fantasy
The wife has a fantasy she confessed to me a while back. Every time I think about it I get hard. I finally decided one day to make it come true for her. It took some doing but I finally got it all together. I told her we were going out on date night. Little did she know I had packed a goody bag in the trunk and that she was in for a ride. I told her I wanted to surprise her with where we were going, so I made her wear a blindfold. She hesitatingly put it on. We drove to the place where the "surprise" was waiting and I stopped the car. We were at a small unused warehouse that I had rented for the occasion. I led her in to the building, with her blindfold still in place. "Is this some sort of new restaurant?" she questioned. "Sort of" I replied. I led her over to an area with what were essentially 7 doctors examination tables spaced 4-5 feet apart. I sat her down on the middle table. "Where the hell are we?" she asked. In response, I quickly snapped her collar around her neck, pulled her down to the bed, and padlocked the d rings on the collar to the table. "What the fuck?" she yelled. I quickly pulled each leg up into a stirrup and locked them in place at the knee and ankle. I then pulled her arms back behind her head and chained them down. She was still struggling and loud, so I stuffed a gag in her mouth for the time being. I then carefully cut off all her clothing exposing her plump white naked body. By now I had a raging hard on in my pants, so I walked between her spread …
Everything you wanted to know about sex, but were
When I was younger, I found a small yellow book in my parent’s closet, called Everything You Wanted to Know About Sex, But Were Afraid To Ask. I learned about how to have hot gay sex in the bowling alley men’s room, and why not to stick a lightbulb up your ass. I used to bop my baloney a lot, and sometimes would drive to the edge of the city, near the mountains where young couples would park and fuck. One night I recognized the car of one of my friends, a 6’ 4” strapping jock, one of the hottest guys in school. After a while, the car door briefly opened, and then the car took off. I was the only one left at this point. I got out of my car, and walked over to where his truck had been parked. There on the ground was a rubber, with a massive hot steaming load of cum inside it! I looked around, bent down and picked it up, it was so warm. I went back to my car, and slipped it over my rock hard dick. The hot cum lubed it up. I came almost immediately. I took the rubber off, and drank both massive hot loads down my throat. It was without a doubt one of the most glorious moments of my life! I remember horsing around with my buddies, but I was always too scared to do anything with them. I remember spending the night with a friend, and we wrestled all night. We built a tent in the back yard, and talked about pubes and boners. My friend showed me his hard dick, I wanted to put it in my mouth and suck it. A while later I spent the night at a neighbor’s house. He was a massive guy, and …
Rape: He Said – She Said
Rape – He Said – She Said By Millie Dynamite He Said I watched her prancing around with her short dress barely covering her ass, and that deeply plunging neckline revealing her big bouncing tits. She moved her long shapely legs energetically on the dance floor inviting me to part them. She was calling all cocks to come to her. It was a tease dance if ever I saw one. She didn’t turn anyone down, but I could tell no one would get lucky. The bitch was just another fucking tease. She danced with the pathetic loser geeks, the big husky athletes, and even the married guys. The girlfriends and wives glared at her as her big tits bounced so invitingly. The single girls envy for her was exhibited on their faces. It wasn’t that they weren’t as good looking as her, though they weren’t, it was more they didn’t have – “it.” That certain “it” that every little prick tease has. The inherent ability to send a mixed message – I’m wild as hell and you have a shot at me; coupled with, I’m so fucking hot you don’t have a chance. My cock twitched in my pants trying to grow it wanted to get wet, no, that isn’t quite right. What it wanted was to feel a hot stuck up bitches’ pussy being ripped apart to accommodate it. I decided to have her. I had to destroy her. She teased guys leading them on and then let them down, it looked as if she dashed their hopes in a tender manner. Didn’t matter to me if she was kind or cruel I would destroy the bitch. I watched her ass gyrate and her body ungulate in a …
I cheated on my husband Part. 1
A little bit about myself before we start I am 30 years I'm 5'7 black and weigh 130 pounds on a good day I have nice c cup breasts. Enough about me now back to the story. I was 25 when I got married. My husband is a sales representative in a company and is away from home for a lot of time. Due to our culture I had not lost my virginity till after my marriage. We used to enjoy it a lot. My husband had introduced me to online porn and we used to re enact some of those while having sex. We had a very healthy sex life and used to do it thrice a week. But after his promotion he used to stay out a lot and started missing sex a lot. I used to masturbate sometimes while watching porn but never got the satisfaction. Once while watching porn I saw an add about housewife wanting to have sex with other men. Once in mood for having sex I enrolled myself in few sites. A site had choice about which type of sex did you want gay was not an option as I had no doubts about my sexuality then there was men and gangbang. My husband had a dream for gangbang sex. I selected gangbang just for fun as I knew no one would reply. For submitting my photo I never showed my face and just my naked body. After a few days while checking my secret email I had a response from a African men group in India wanting to have gangbang sex with Indian women. I started to have contact with the group leader for a few days and thought would just stop replying afterwards. My husband was home for a long time rather like …
Joe chapter 11
Things changed over the next few weeks, Cynthia was still my unofficial girlfriend. But her sister, Bella, and I became more and more exclusive. I got caught by my parents sneaking back into the house after a night with Bella. I had finally told Mark about Cynthia so I was sure he'd cover for me now. So, I lied and said I had been hanging out with Mark, my best friend. My parents didn't care who I was with. Being out that late was enough to ground me fore two weeks. More importantly, I couldn't go out for the next two weekends. To make it really bad my dad also took away my tv in my room and my phone! After the first week I was sure I'd go crazy. I told Cynthia at school, but I had no way to know if Bella knew why I wasn't coming to see her. Cynthia had no reason to tell Bella, they basically never talked or hung out together. It was a Friday and I couldn't go out. My sister was supposed to go out but she had some argument with Cynthia and one of her other friends so she refused to go out. Both stranded at home now. My dad had to work late as usual for a Friday. My mom watched her sappy tv shows. I was sitting there miserable when Aida walked by carrying a beach towel wearing her bikini bathing suit. "Good idea!" I said jumping up. "I'll sit out there with you." I didn't feel like swimming but I couldn't watch another rerun with mom. It was hot out for September. I took my shirt off to get some sun. My sister swam and we talked, talked a lot. It was like it used to be before …
The Boss Lady Part III
07-23-2014 The Boss Lady Part III Jack looked down at Anita. She was completely covered in his cum. He watched as she scooped up his seed from her face and licking it off of her fingers. She seemed to love the taste of his cum. She moaned pleasantly as she cleaned her face off. She looked up into Jack’s eyes. He could still see desire in them. He could see that she was still not yet fully satisfied and that she desperately needed his cock in her tight cunt. “Thank you for all of that cum sir! You taste so fucking good! I just might need you to give me some more later!” She said to him, still being submissive to him. “How long are you gonna keep up this submissive attitude towards me? Are you gonna be like this at work?” Jack chuckled as he asked the last question and Anita scoffed at the idea. “You’re out of your fucking mind white boy!” Anita was laughing as well, still cleaning cum off of her face. “I just might call you “white boy” though.” “You wouldn’t dare!” Jack replied. “Watch me, white boy!” “So, what do we do now?” Jack asked, helping Anita get off of her knees. He pulled her into his arms and they kissed passionately. Anita quickly pulled away, almost seeming to be uncomfortable with the idea of kissing Jack. “I don’t know about you, but I need a fucking shower! I smell like your cum and my pussy juices,” she said and walked out of the room. “You say it like it’s a bad thing! I kinda like the smell!” Jack yelled, following her out of the kitchen and back …
MY TRANSGENDER GODDESS
BEING TRANSGENDER IS HARD FOR SOME GIRLS, BECAUSE THEY AREN’T THAT PRETTY. THOSE OF US LUCKY ENOUGH TO BE PRETTY, ARE STUCK IN A ODD PLACE, BECAUSE FINDING OTHERS LIKE YOU OUTSIDE OF A PORN MOVIE IS GONNA BE TOUGH. I GIVE MYSELF ABOUT ABOUT AN EIGHT, ON A ONE TO TEN SCALE. IM SLENDER AND CURVY IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES, I HAVE A DARK HEALTHY TAN, AND MY LEGGS CAN STOP TRAFFIC. CHANCES ARE, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO KNOW WHAT MAGIC IS IN MY PANTIES, UNLESS I TELL YOU, OR SHOW YOU. HOW DO I FEEL ABOUT THAT? HA. I COULD CARE LESS WHAT THE HATERS THINK, IT TURNS ME ON TO KNOW THAT THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE HAVE MASTURBATED THINKING ABOUT GIRLS LIKE ME. AT THE END OF THE DAY, THEY WANT ME TO WALK INTO THEIR BEDROOM, IN SEXY LINGERIE, BEAR MY ADORABLE LITTLE BREASTS, AND PUT THIS BIG, BEAUTIFUL GIRL ROD IN THEIR MOUTHS, AND OTHER PLACES. DON’T THEY? DON’T YOU? IVE BEEN A WOMAN MY ADULT LIFE, AND ALWAYS DATED REGULAR WOMEN, THOUGH MY EYES WOULD OCCASSIONALLY SEEK OUT SHEMALE PORN. THEY BEGAN TO SEEK IT OUT MORE OFTEN HERE LATELY, AND I COULDN’T WATCH ANYMORE. I COULDN’T TAKE IT. I WANTED THE REAL THING, NOT A MOVIE. IT JUST CONSUMED ME. I LAY IN BED AT NIGHT, WITH MY HANDS WANDERING IN MY PANTIES, DREAMING OF MY PRINCESS AND HER SWEATY LOVE SESSIONS WITH ME. I WOULD LOOK AT MY LONG PRETTY NAILS, AS I STROKED MY FLOWER UNTIL THE NECTAR SPRAYED OUT, AND LICK MY HANDS, PRETENDING IT WAS HER CUM. I COULD ONLY COME WITH A WOMAN, WHEN I WOULD IMAGINE A BIG DICK SLAPPING UP AND DOWN ON MY TUMMY AS I …
Dylans Will
Dylan Donahue was no ordinary man. At the age of fifteen he was struck by lightening and almost lost his life, through therapy and modern medicine Dylan pulled through this tragic event, or as Dylan learns a few years latter that this accident was not as tragic as everyone nor himself thought but more of a way of a gift. You see Dylan has the power to bend the will of a mans mind, but not women, which Dylan didn't give a shit about that for he was gay and preferred the company of men anyway. It wasn't until a few years latter when Dylan was seventeen had he discovered the full potential of this power and what it can become, sure he knew something was different about him, he knew he had some power in him, but he always thought is was the after shock effect of getting hit by lightning a few years ago, the electrical charges that he felt from time to time that ran through his body was just that. It wasn't until one day when his abusive dad came charging after him for not bringing him his beer that he discovered this gift he had. Dylan and his mom was used to the dads awful anger and drunken behavior. But this time this was different, Dylan will be eighteen in a few months and found after a long time of abuse from his dad he had had enough. When Dylan's dad started chasing Dylan around the house with fist waving in the air, Dylan ran as he always does, but as he was running he thought how tired he was of this behavior and how done he was for running away, again. Dylan was feeling …
Evening at the train station
We caught the train to a village a few stops away in the early evening, went to the pub just up the road from the station and had a few drinks in the beer garden. The wife had a dress on that was white glittery on top and black lacy on the bottom and she looked stunning in the lowering sun after the few drinks in the pub we went to the curry house opposite for a meal and then back to the pub and had a few more drinks, double house vodkas were flowing nicely. It was getting close to train time so walked back to the station but just missed one so we had to wait for the last train, I put my arms round her from behind and kissed her neck with my hands on her waist then slowly slipped my hand over her mound I could feel she had no knickers on and this made me hard, she said I was making her horny but there was a man further up the platform and he could see from were he was, I turned her slightly in his direction and slipped my hand over her pussy and gave it a gentle rub as she let out a little gasp of excitement. He was sat in a seat further up and wasn't sure if he had seen what I was doing but it was making me horny anyway. I took her by the hand and started to walk towards him, what are you doing she said, just trust me I said, excuse me I said as I walked closer to him my wife wold love to suck your cock right here right now. I don't know who was more shocked him or her, they both blushed and she tried to pull away from me a little but I stood strong. This was a very little …
Savannah teaches Cassie lesbian sex
Cassie and Savannah had been best friends since seventh grade and the summer before their senior year they became even more than that. With no school to get up in the morning for the girls spent almost every night sleeping over at each others houses. One mid July night they were at Savannah’s place watching TV, bored out of their minds. Their parents were on vacation together and they had the house all to themselves. “Cassie?” Savannah called her best friend’s name. Cassie was laying next to her on the couch and turned her head to look at Savannah. “Yeah?” “You want to play truth or dare?” She asked. Confused, Cassie didn't’t understand her. “But it’s just the two of us, how can we play?” “Maybe we could just ask each other questions,” Savannah suggested. “But I tell you everything.” “Then maybe we could change it up a bit.” She sat up. “Truth or dare?” Still confused Cassie decided to see what she meant. “Truth.” “Have you ever been attracted to a girl?” Savannah asked with a glint in her eyes that told Cassie her friend was up to something. Cassie’s throat suddenly became dry and she didn't know what to say. Cassie wasn't exactly known to be a good girl, completely the opposite actually, but only when drunk they’d both admitted to wanting to kiss a girl just to try what it was like, but sober Cassie was afraid to admit that. For a long time now she'd been confused about whether she liked boys or girls. “Yes,” she finally choked out, feeling that if she could trust anyone …
Cycling with Paul (Lycra)
Paul was a mature married man I once had an affair with. We mainly kissed passionately and frantically humped each other in our Lycra. I met him when I joined a local cycling club. He made me feel at home and gave me lots of advice and encouragement, mainly about cycling gear. On the first day we met, not only did he offer to upgrade my bike and fix it up, but he noticed the thin blue Lycra shorts I was wearing. He said that they looked good but without padding or thick material they would hurt my arse and wear down. He suggested that I wear proper cycling shorts as he had on. I commented that it looked as if he had a pantyliner on. He laughed. 'Actually they're comfortable and snug. You should get a pair.' 'But these were cheap,' I said, running my hand down my shiny thigh. ' I suppose you could wear a pantyliner down them, or get some of these,' he smiled. 'But I like these, I insisted. 'You could always wear them over the top of padded lycra shorts, help protect them.' 'Ok then, Paul,' I smiled. 'You can get a cheap but decent pair of proper Lycra shorts from Tescos, we could ride there now!' And so, we rode there, my eyes transfixed on his padded but snug, shiny blue lycra arse. It felt a bit naughty and arousing us both being in Tescos with all the shoppers, dressed as we were, looking through the cycling shorts, talking about how stretchy and strong the material was. I couldn't take my eyes of the padded panel in his shorts whenever he swayed his arse, or how they …
Mind-control is fun Re-edited
I was 18 when I discovered my amazing power the ability to control minds. At first I could only do simple tasks like make someone raise their arm walk a few steps. But soon I learned to bend people to my will. Anyway time for some personal details my name is Thomas and I'm 18. I live in Llanelli in Wales and I'm 6ft and my cock is 7 inches I was in school one day and I thought "Maybe I should try making someone completely submissive." I have an RE teacher who isn't exactly hot but is really weak willed and can barely control a class. Her name is Abigail Stevens. She has short curly brown hair brown eyes and a very small high pitched voice and has A-cup breasts. She was also highly Christian and religious so it would be fun to bend her to my will. So after our class was dismissed I stayed behind. "Oh hi Tom can I help you with anything." In order to control someone I have to attune myself to their brain frequency. I quickly attuned myself and watched as her eyes glazed over. I walked up to her and said"show me your tits" she pulled open her blouse she wasn't wearing a bra and showed me her tits with their little pink peaks. Now that I had her under my control I told her that she wouldn't remember this conversation but her orders would remain and that tomorrow she would wake up feeling horny and she would keep getting hornier and by the final lesson of the day she would barely be able to speak. I also added that she wouldn't be able to satisfy her needs on her own she would …
Flash Fairytales: Little Red
Red shuffled through the forest with her shoulders hunched against the wind – red skirt and hooded cloak whipping around her pale legs. In the dark, cold forest, her billowing red hair seemed aflame. With a basket hung over her crooked elbow, she approached the small door to her Grandma’s home. Quietly, she rapped on the ancient wood and waited. The door quietly swung open without the usual bustle and noise. The quiet room inside seemed almost intimidating, but there would be no going back into the storm. Apprehensive, she stepped forward. Her Grandma quietly called out. “Is that you, Red, dear?” Red skipped into the room to greet her Grandma, swinging the basket from her hand. “Hello, Gran! The family have sent you a basket-“ As soon as she passed the threshold, the door slammed violently shut behind her. She screamed and turned, clutching her mouth in shock as a large, gruff looking man loomed over her petite figure. His hair and beard were one – his face shaggy and rough, etched with wrinkled lines and sunken cheeks. He towered over Red, with broad shoulders and dirty, claw-like fingers outstretched towards her. “Now be quiet, little Red…” he sneered. “You don’t want to disturb Granny, do you? Be a good girl and give her the basket.” His almost yellow eyes leered over her body, lips curled in a disgusting grin. Even standing still in fear, Red’s hair shimmered. It seemed to billow around her russet cheeks and whip across her pale neck. She stammered cutely and the …