Four days after my first threesome, I was at home, alone with my stepmom. I was doing some cleanup on the computer in her room on her demand. At some moment she entered the room and began talking to me about a lot of unsignificant stuff…. but the conversation suddenly became awkward when, out of nowhere, she asked me if she was nice looking. I knew that she had been seeing quite a few mens recently that took her and all dumped her without reason. The fact was, she had one hell of a body for her age, some nice firm 40G breasts, but her face was a little bit casual. So, I replied to her that she was quite nice for her age. She then immediately added : "If I was'nt your stepmom, and I showed interest… would you be interested also?" That one really took me by surprise. I froze for a few seconds, and threw an answer that sounded a little lime this : "Em, well eee, that's kind of awkward, but hey! If you were'nt my stepmom, that I was alone, who knows… I might just be" All she replied afterward is… interesting. She then asked me not to turn around as she was undressing to go in the shower. Since I was working on the computer in DOS mode (black screen), all the room was reflecting in the screen, so I had a nice good view of her anyway. As soon as she left the room, I stuck my hand in my pants to replace my now erected dick. I could'nt help myself… I shaked it a little bit but not too much. Thirty or so minutes later, the shower stopped, and five more minutes later, my …
The Caller 02
The next time, it turned out, was soon. I was at home, in my office, just having gotten out of my work dress and put on more convenient clothes. While I dressed, I started to wonder about her instructions. Should I already not wear underwear? What if I was going out? Or at home, wearing pants? Surely, I could wear panties in my pants? Absently, I ran my hands across my breasts, eyeing them in the mirror. And what about a bra? I squeezed one of them, letting go only to watch it fall. They were really nice for my age, I concluded. Still firm, nice and round, not too saggy. What if I could never wear a bra again? Would I get old woman's tits? I sighed. Alright, I thought, no bra for now. I put on a nice, wide sweater that was bulky enough not to show whether I was wearing something underneath or not. And pants then. I really like trackpants, but wearing them without panties felt… so wrong. I spent maybe fifteen minutes, naked from the waist down, holding my track pants in one hand, my panties in another, trying to decide. Then, the phone rang. Unknown caller, again. Trembling, I pushed the button and held it to my ear. "Yes?" I answered, my voice shaking. "Where are you?" the now familiar voice of the mysterious woman asked. "At home," I answered, whispering without really knowing why. "Good," she said. "Do you have your toys ready?" I looked around, panicked. "Yes…" I said, pausing. I didn't really have any toys, but I didn't want to disappoint her right away. "What are …
A Walk in the Park
I had just had a row with the wife and I was pretty wound up and decided to go for a drive, I ended up in another town about fifteen miles away. I parked up in a secluded road next to a park where there was an ice-cream van, after had one I was sat in the car smoking, as it was a lovely summers day I had the window open, suddenly this boy appeared and asked me if I had any change. He gave me £5 and I changed it for him, I could see he went to the ice-cream van then walked towards the park. I locked up the car and followed him. As I caught up with him he was sat on a bench alone, I sat next to him and we were talking. He said he doesn’t have any friends, he was 17 years old and boring, I reassured him he probably wasn’t. When he’d finished his ice-cream he said “Will you walk with me” “Sure” I answered and walked around the park, as we walked he talked. We came to another bench and sat down he said “Thanks” “No problem” I said and leaned over and touched his knee. He looked at me without saying anything for a few minutes then said “I don’t think I’m gay but I’m not sure”. As I sat I looked around and the park was virtually empty, to my left was a thick bush probably 20 feet or so wide, “You fancy a walk through that bush” I said, he looked and said “Ok”. As we stood up he walked in silence with me into the bush, in the middle was a clearing and it was totally surrounded I thought ‘perfect’, there were a couple of tree stumps so I sat on one. When Edward saw me he sat on the …
Unwanted attention – Chapter 18
Chapter 18 Uncle Jeff is my dad’s younger brother. He is 38 or 39 this year. He has always been a really sweet guy, always getting us the nicest Christmas and birthday presents out of all the relatives, sometimes better than what mom and dad got us. This time he just showed up with the cutest puppy ever, although there was no special occasion today, he just wanted to do something nice for us. He didn’t have any kids of his own, not because he didn’t want any, but because his wife Sheila didn’t want to even try. She was not the nicest person you could meet… In fact, she was the meanest person that I knew. She was especially mean to my uncle, always bossing him around and giving him orders like she was the queen of something or other. But since he was such a nice guy, he just saw the good in people and somehow fell in love with her and married her eventually. The sad thing is that he didn’t even propose to her, but instead she convinced him that it would be the best thing ever if they got married. She even promised to try and have a child…. She lied. Sheila was there when we got the dog and was staring at me as I gave my uncle a big hug. After I finally broke off and took a step back I noticed that they were actually all staring at me. Mom just took a few steps closer to me and said rather embarrassed: -“Honey, you should maybe go upstairs and put something else on…” looking down as she said that. I followed her eyes and noticed in horror that my wet robe had clung to my …
BECOMING MY BOSS MARGOS SISSY BITCH BOY TOY.
WHEN I GOT CAUGHT GIVING A SUPPOSEIDLY QUICKIE BJ IN THE MENS ROOM STALL TO A CO-WORKER OF MINE, I WAS SURE MY FIVE YEAR JOB AS AN UNDERWRITER AT MY INSURANCE COMPANY WAS A THING OF THE PAST. LUCKY FOR ME, THE GUY I WAS PLAYING WITH WAS ONE OF THE OWNERS NEPHEWS, SO I WAS CAREFULLY TRANSFERRED INTO AN NEW POSITION ON THE SIXTH FLOOR AS THE ONLY MALE IN A SEVEN PERSON RESEARCH TEAM. MY NEW BOSS WAS AN OLDER (LATE 40'S)VERY CONSERVITIVE WOMAN NAMED JOAN. FOR THOSE FIRST TWO WEEKS, I WORKED LONG AND HARD IN ATTEMPTS TO NOT ONLY REDEEM MYSELF, BUT TO FALL INTO HER GOOD GRACES AS WELL. JOAN WHO WAS A PLAIN JANE IN BOTH HER DRESS AND DEMENOR AT WORK. SHE ALSO QUITE OPENLY SEEMED TO RESENT A MALE JOINING HER ALL WOMAN WORK TEAM. ALMOST FROM THE BEGINNING SHE HAD ME ON THE DEFENSIVE WITH HER CRITISISMS OF ME IN FRONT OF ALL THE OTHERS WHO SEEMED TO TAKE DELIGHT IN HER VERBAL ASSAULTS ON MY JOB PERFORMANCE! WITHIN A FEW SHORT WEEKS, I WAS SERIOUSLY CONSIDERING JUST QUITTING AND STARTING ALL OVER AGAINS SOME WHERE ELSE. HOWEVER WITH A VESTED 401 K PLAN, AND THREE WEEKS OF VACTATION TIME DUE ME, I SOMEHOW ENDURED TRYING TO SOMEHOW STICK IT OUT. BY THEN, JOAN WOULD REFER TO ME ON MOST OCCASIONS, AS HER DUMB WORTHLESS COCKSUCKER. DUE TO MY BAD GRACES, I WAS HELPLESS TO FILE A SEX DISCRIMINATION SUIT AGAINST HER, CHOSING INSTEAD TO ENDUE AND SOMEHOW SURVIVE. BEING NERVOUS, I HAD LOST MUCH OF MY CONFIDENCE WHICH HAD LEAD TO ME SOMEHOW ERASED JOANS WEEKLY MANAGEMENT REPORT IN ERROR. TO SAY …
Caden&Nicolas – Part 2 – Conquering Fear
– Caden Ray Smith – What. The fuck. Happened? And how the hell did it happen? Was I dreaming, half asleep and reeling in some sort of conscienceless state where I was blinded by feelings I’ve never had before, my heart and head and hands overrun by some sort of beast that told me everything between us was right when now, looking over at this boy wrapped tightly on my bed in nothing but his own skin, this aching in the pit of my stomach warns me we might have been wrong this whole time. Was what had happened brought on by fear of death? Did we cling to one another simply because we were the only ones in that crash? I find myself doubting everything now that I’m staring at his bare back lying slender and smooth against my sheets, and his raven hair a twisted mess against my pillows, with a sober mind, no longer drunk in his love and fallen hard from the high. Soon after we finished last night, we showered. And beneath the warm spray of water we clung to each other in death’s grip, soapy suds slippery between our skins. He washed my hair, and I did his, and then we washed each other’s backs, and asses, and cocks. Cleaning his body felt like I had done it my entire life, something that was familiar as the back of my hand. Then we got out in silence, wrapped in each other on the bed until we fell into distant dreams and memories. I feel selfish for the way I am now, my eyes still staring at his bare shoulder, the shoulder I had the night before assaulted with my intense …
Date Night With My Wife pt 3
As we entered the bookstore we realized how late it had become, without noticing it it was already after 2 in the morning. That was OK since our favorite store is out away from towns and city's so it doesn't get more than trucker traffic and since it's the weekend there are not a lot of them out and about. Shawn and I were following my sexy wife Debbie around watching her tight ass sway inside that leather skirt just kinda of waiting to see what she had in mind. As we went up 1 isle and down another I could see her mind working, what's next in our night to remember! As we were making our way around admiring Debbie's tight ass she left the video isles and headed towards the toy section. For some reason this always makes me uneasy, maybe just inadequate who knows? Anyways, Debbie was drawn to the big black dildos it seemed, that's the section she lingered at anyways, she seemed to like the feel and width or length, only she can tell really. After making her selection we headed to the checkout stand and were slightly surprised to see a woman behind the counter. Nothing against women but in a place like this in the middle of the night a woman behind the counter by herself is not what you expect. As we checked out it seemed Debbie and the checker lady seemed to hit it off, they small talked and such about fake dildos and it ended up with the clerk giving us a few free tokens to the back rooms. As we were heading back there Debbie was kinda laughing so I had to ask why, she just …
A Discovery in Behavior
You have been a scientist quite a long time, and now you are quite rich and retired. You want to spend your days at your house in the country, where it is quiet and restful. Your daughter, Kati, will not have it. She is an eighteen-year-old senior in high school, she never did obey you much, and she has always been a hassle. You have tried d**g after d**g on her to try to get her to listen. Recently you have found a d**g that almost works, so you take it to your lab. You begin to modify it, adding more of the key ingredients and removing some of the less important ones. When your daughter arrives home from school, very late as usual, you give her the d**g you have made in some soda. You wait for an hour and then tell her she is going to be a good girl and move with you out to the country. You become very surprised when she says. "Yes master; I will go where you want me to. I am a good girl. I will do as you say, Master." It worked! The d**g has done all you wanted. You are surprised; usually your … experiments … do not work out as you plan. This one has, and she will always be your little girl! "I will do anything for you, Master," she says and steps close to you, head bowed with those puppy dog eyes staring up into yours. She steps closer, pressing her nice C-cup tits into your chest. "I must please you and do what you say, Master." "Yes, you should be a good little girl." You step back; perhaps this d**g has worked too well. You know it has when she slips off her …
What Mom Knows Fucks Her in White
What Mom Knows Fucks Her in White Summary: Three weddings in Vegas and some very submissive brides. Note 1: Thanks to MAB7991 and goamz86 for editing this chapter. Note 2: This is part six of a continuing incest series (although it is much more complex than simply an incest story). I highly recommend you read the first five parts as the layered subplots may be confusing without the background information…but here is a very brief primer of the series so far: In WHAT MOM DOESN'T KNOW WILL FUCK HER 18-year-old Curtis goes to a Halloween party dressed in a costume designed for his absent father and ends up fucking his beautiful mother. In WHAT MOM KNOWS FUCKS HER AGAIN Curtis ends up in an amazing threesome with his mother and his fantasy girl the semi-celebrity weather girl Miranda Collington. In WHAT MOM KNOWS FUCKS HER ASS Curtis begins dating the much older, but sexually exotic Miranda while also continuing to fuck his Mother; and as the title suggests Curtis gets his mother's ass during a legendary evening where he fulfills the Tri-fecta coming in his Mother's mouth, pussy and ass. In WHAT MOM KNOWS FUCKS HER IN THE AIR Curtis joins the Mile High Club during an epic first class flight to Vegas with both his Mom, his celebrity girlfriend Miranda, Mom’s friend and ex-Mistress Ellie and a very submissive stewardess. In WHAT MOM KNOWS FUCKS HER IN VEGAS Curtis must try desperately to stop Mom’s ex-Mistress Ellie from reclaiming his submissive mother; Curtis and his mom have a …
The night Rich turned me out
The night that Rich turned me out was such a crazy night I can hardly believe it myself well it all started when I went over to a friend of mine to give him some smoke.I get let in and I was told he was in his room well when I walk in there is my buddie riding this guys cock now this caught me a little off guard but not totally I knew my friend was gay and all but I didn't expect this but I must say what he was doing was much more fun than what I had going on so shut the door behind me and said some stupid comment about him riding this guys cock and Danny my friend as he was riding this guy introduced me to his other friend that was in the room and his name was Rich so I sat down at the table he was sitting at and started smoking with him I guess I was being to modest or timid so Danny tells Rich that I was an excellent cock sucker and that he should pull his cock out and let me suck it so Rich did as as Danny suggested he should do and pulled his cock out for me and god did he have a cock!! he wasn't even completely hard yet but he was at least 7 inches in length and fat as a red bull can well needless to say I got down in front of him and started licking his cock up and his shaft and then I slowly started sliding inch by inch this gorgeous cock down my throat I couldn't believe that I was able to take all of him but I did I must have been deepthroating for at least 15 min when said to me lets go get a room so he could really give me fucking I would never forget. Well that …
Step Mother Needs Saving
Bill came from a broken home. In fact his earliest memories are that of his parents divorce. So for the better part of his childhood and adolescents he accepted life as it was. Living with his mother on week days and spending weekends at his fathers house. Bill unlike most kids in his situation was very understanding and actually considered himself to be very lucky. Both of his parents moved on and remarried to some amazing people. His father was able to find a wonderful loving woman who showed everyone with a great deal of kindness. His mother found an out standing man who through the years taught a young Bill how to be a man and was a large father figure where Bills biological father wasn't able to be. So as far as Bill saw it he was very lucky to have four great parents. As Bill got older however he started to realize that one of those parents wasn't all that they where cracked up to be. It all started when Bill was 13. He understood that due to the custody issues his father couldn't always be there for him. Don't get Bill wrong he was very grateful that his stepfather was able to step in. There where a lot of questions Bill had that nobody could give him the answers too. This left Bill very conflicted. Then one summer night Bill got the answers he was looking for. Bill's relationship with his mother was becoming strained and more times then not the sound of yelling could be heard coming from the house. Then it happened Bill finally had enough of taking orders from his …
Gloryhole Adventure
'This is the place,' I said as I swung our car into the car park. Julie squealed with excitement. Since our last few adventures, (fantasy photo shoots, beach, ladies night out) Julie had admitted just how much she loved to play with strangers cocks, teasing them with sensual stroking, licking, squeezing, rubbing, edging until they can't take anymore. And I loved to take photo's of her whilst she teased these cocks. She looked so sexy with a big thick cock in her slender delicate hands! So I had suggested we try a glory hole. She loved the idea! So with a bit of internet research I found one, about an hours drive away, at the back of a adult sex shop. Julie had dressed to impress, although as I kept reminding her, the guys wouldn't be able to see much of her. But she insisted on wearing a pleated mini skirt that came to mid thigh on her long shapely legs, with a small white lacy thong underneath. she also wore a semi transparent purple blouse, with the top few buttons undone. She had decided to go braless, her pert 34B breasts lightly jiggling under the blouse, her dark pink areola just visible against her pale milky skin. We got out the car, the cool evening air having an immediate and noticeable effect on her nipples, and headed for the shop. We had some fun browsing through the shop, Julie eyeing up a monster thick black dildo, jesting with me that although I allowed her to play and tease with strangers, the one rule was NO PENETRATION. But could she use this 12 inch …
Self Fulfilling Fantasy
Self Fulfilling Fantasy Michelle’s husband, Bill, moaned, as he flipped through various pages of a scrapbook that lay resting on their bed. The 48 year old, balding, overweight man was on his knees, naked, stroking his erect six inch cock to the images in the scrap book. His eyes trailed the woman in the photographs legs, butt, and back. She was wearing spandex shorts and a sports bra in one photo. Bill turned the page to see another image of the same woman. She was a wearing a red bikini that displayed her tight, sexy core. He turned the page again, seeing two people this time. He looked upon the woman smiling, looking very happy and wearing a thong bikini. She was standing with a shirtless black man, resting her hand on his chest. He had his hand resting on the small of the woman’s back, just above the rise of her perfect ass. He was smiling at the camera too. Bill turned to another page to see a similar image of the two people; then another page and another page. He got to one image of the two people at a swimming pool. The black man was sitting with his feet in the water. The woman in the pool, standing between his legs, half submerged. They were both looking at the camera, smiling. Bill focused on this particular image longer than the others. Images flashed in his head of the woman and the man in bed together. He pictured him rolling on top of her, arching his back, impaling her with his rod. He pictured the man picking the woman up in the shower, slamming her against …
Privates – Stand Two!
This is a continuation of my story ‘Privates on Parade’. You may wish to read that first to get a better understanding of how I was lucky enough to get this far with a woman some thirty years my senior . . . . Pam stepped away from me towards the head of the table. She breathed in heavily through her nose and looked wanton, her lips apart and lust in her eyes. Her mouth closed and that lop sided sneer returned as her next thoughts calculated. She turned and slid the carver chair away from its position under the head of the table. Turning back to face me she reached behind herself and undid the zip on her evening dress, manipulating her hands to allow her to undo it completely. The dress slid from her shoulders and fell to the floor. She kicked it thoughtlessly to one side and stood now, not in a push up bra as I'd previously suspected, but in a dark blue ‘body’, suspenders and stockings. Her figure was now fully displayed and enhanced by the figure hugging silk and lace of the body. Her breasts were not as large as I'd thought, but they were a fantastic sight, pushed up as they were to two wonderfully fleshy orbs. Her flesh looked dark and grey in the dull light of the room. “Turn the light on. Then turn it down,” She said, her voice low and husky. I reached across my left shoulder to the dimmer switch on the wall behind me and did as I was bid before looking back on her. In the dimmed glow of a hundred watt bulb that served to give her flesh colour and simultaneously cast …
Making a New Sexual Friend
Gosh, after all this time I was finally able to have an adventure that it was hot and that is cool but could not ended with cum, it was matter of time. but let me tell you what happened on that day, last Saturday; so my f****y went out to visit some relatives they were coming back later at night , I tried to be off from work as soon as possible thinking that I wanted to find someone and have an adventure. It was little late when finally get off from work, so I was going back home since I was alone, in the Transmetro (public bus) there was a guy looking at me, I knew this guy was looking for something also so from time to time I also look to the guy, he was not bad but not to attractive either all I thought was "this is my chance" , we were off the Transmetro I was about to follow that guy when someone I know talked to me so I missed that guy, I thought he was going to stop by the public restrooms in that bus terminal, so I looked for him there, could not find it, instead I found another guy that was already in front of the urinals toilets. I knew he was that kind of person looking for something so I stand next to him and pretend to be peeing, I looked at his big cock that was hard already he was rubbing his hand on it, he looked at mine that started to get hard, when no one was closer I grabbed his cock, I have it on my hand for a little when we hear someone coming in, there were guys already on some of the toilets rooms, some were empty. This guy moved to one of …
Owned by a younger bully (Part IV)
–This story is heavily indebted to the works of Matthew Elizabeth, particularly his excellent tale `Chad gets Joey's Mother'– –NOTE: The ages in the story have been changed to make it appropriate for everyone– PART IV Chad led his teacher up the stairs and into Billy's room, where all the action was taking place. They both walked in and witnessed a hot sight. Two teenage boys were double teaming a busty 36-year-old blonde woman on the bed. This was Monica, Billy's mom. One of the boys was drilling her from behind really angrily, while the other one was getting his dick sucked. Both of them were having the time of their lives. In the corner of the room was 17-year-old Billy, wearing a dress and a pair of high heels. Three younger boys, including little Donnie Matthews, were holding him down, punching him and taking turns to hock loogies in his mouth. Principal Ziggler gazed at the scene in awe. "You want back or front?" Chad asked casually. It took a while for the principal to reply. Chad gave him a nudge and he snapped out of it. "I'd like the back, if that's okay?" he said. "Fine. But just remember, you can fuck her cunt, but not her ass. That's my job." The two boys who were fucking her were soon ready to blow their wads. Both of them withdrew and squirted on her face, their slim boyish body's humping the air as they came. "Right, everybody out, except the slut!" Chad commanded. "Give us some privacy." Obediently, all the boys left the room, dragging Billy with them …
Engineers Can Be Trained
I love smart guys. They are interesting, fun, quirky, and just all-around adorable. Part of my attraction is that they completely lack any "game," and don't have any idea how to be a "player." And they are often just totally oblivious to the signals a horny girl sends out. But, this also means they don't get laid much, and when they do, they are waaay too wound up and waaaay too serious to be much good at it. So, as a VERY horny Junior coed at a Southern California engineering school, I decided that if I wanted to date engineers, I was going to have to figure out how to get them better in bed. As I really really really really need good sex. I guess you can say I've been pretty successful in my de-virgining efforts, and posted two stories already that had several engineers finally enjoying a real girls coupled to the distal end of their penises. One side benefit: these guys are trained up to my standards, and REALLY learn fast how to REALLY please a girl. Not needed for this story, but the other stories were "An End to Virginity" and "How to Seduce an Engineering Student." I'm still pretty active with the three boys from those stories, but they are also hooking up with a couple of my girlfriends, and they have also have been successful on the open-pussy market. Sex with them is great (I trained them!) but the frequency is going down (so to speak.) So, I am still on the prowl for a new guy or two. I thought you might like to hear how a recent Thursday (and Friday morning) …
The Perfect Setup
A young husband decides to seek revenge on a bitch of a wife who is about to divorce him. With the help of an old con artist-card sharp, he creates the perfect setup to con her into a divorce on his terms. But there is always a joker in the deck and things don’t turn out exactly as he had planned. This story goes into a LOT of detail about a game of five-card stud, jokers wild. If you aren’t into card games, it might be confusing– or boring– for you. If so, you might want to skip this one. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, …
A Natural Talent The Seduction Of Lisa
My name is Lisa I graduated from high school back in May and I had dutifully been looking for a job since then. As the end of July approached, I was becoming desperate. College was out of the question mainly because once the Tea Party had seized control of control Congress in the 2018 midterm elections they had repealed all Federal Student Financial Aid. I recall when President Paul had a televised signing ceremony of this legislation. He spoke of personal responsibility and how kids need to work their way through college like prior generations had back in the 1950s and 1960s. Never mind that that tuition, fees, books, and room and board could all be had for less than a $1,000 a year back in the good old days. I found out early on my job prospects were kind of grim. I could work at a fast food restaurant or at a big box retailer. Since congress had also repealed the minimum wage most of these jobs paid $5 an hour or less with the maximum number of hours you could expect to work being 30 hours a week for a pay with another 10 hours a week mandatory off the clock if you expected to keep your job. Back then, any job opening outside retail or fast food was extremely rare so I was elated when I heard about the job opening at NWO Media INC. They were an Internet firm that did programming, design and marketing. Even though I didn’t have any experience in these fields one day when I was filling an application at Mc Donald’s the opportunity sort of fell in my lap. As I was preparing …
The moon on the darkest night
To the first drink and the last To every glittering star in the sky the first kiss and the next to hopeless lovers on dark and rainy nights the first caress a glimmer of hope a longing To the moon on the darkest night to the sea on a stormy day to windswept hair and lonely lonely nights Everything special and everything true Even pain and sorrow and tear filled eyes You bring to me All these things To beauty and grace flowers and trees darkness and light and all the nights to come.
my sexy cousin (rewritten)
This is the story of how I and my cousin Lucy ended up having sex. It all started one day at my nans when she came home from school on a hot summer’s day; this was when I first noticed she was growing up. She started flourishing around last winter but she always wore think coats so I never really took much attention. Her skirt was mid-thigh showing off her perfectly smooth legs and if she bent over you got a glorious view of her sexy, round ass. Sometimes I thought she did just for my benefit, being that most of the time I was the only one in the room. At the time she was 14 and I was 18, Lucy went to the local secondary school and I was at the college and living with my Nan as my house was too far to commute every day. Lucy was a terrible teen; she wore skinny jeans and converse trainers all the time, with a range of tops like tank tops, helter necks, anything that shows off her growing boobs. she constantly had her ear-phones in listening to some punk band I hadn’t head off. She had long fiery red hair that was always a mess and both ears pierced. Her eyes were a deep green, her face seemed to radiate beauty and I knew she would grow up to be a stunner. She must have been around 5’3 and with a boyish build. Now me I was 6’2 and built like a tank, hours of doing rugby, wrestling, karate, anything violent really, had muscled me up, I had short brown hair and light stubble. I must have had a very disagreeable face as I constantly got into fights resulting in some scars. I …
The Massage
My roommate is a massage ther****t (a legitimate one)and I finally found something I could get out of it. One of our friends is a client of hers and he is totally sexy! Long blonde hair with an amazing eight pack abs and I wanted to cum every time he got down to his boxer briefs in order to get the massage done. One day he was over and he happened to notice me looking at him as he was undressing. I looked away immediately but he still noticed, I was really embarrassed as I went over to the sink to wash some dishes but my embarrassment washed away as I felt him come up from behind me and start kissing my neck. I melted as he pulled me out of the kitchen and over the couch, I could see my roommate smile as she shut her bedroom door giving us total privacy. He sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap, pulling my shirt up over my head and sucking eagerly on my nipples I moaned softly and whispered for him to rub my pussy, he followed my direction and I soon watched my clothes fall to the floor before feeling his fingers plunge into my pussy deep and hard, I moaned a little louder as I orgasmed all over his three fingers. After my orgasm I undressed him slowly and he laid down on the floor putting me onto his chest, he rubbed and licked my ass cheeks and hole as I put his cock deep into my mouth. My tongue swirled around his growing/hardening shaft as I grew even more wet from feeling his mouth and hands touching and nibbling at my pussy and ass hole. He groaned and moaned …
Time Perception
Time flows freely, Yet strict in minutes and hours, Our perception however makes things stretch, Span longer or be cut suddenly short, How many times do we say in a lifetime, That someone's time was cut short? Do we fit to the trajectory given to us, Or do we test and tease it, Playing games with our makers plan, Like something out of The Adjustment Bureau? Time, Ticks, Clock hand, Turns, Slow, Steady, Constant, Yet we run to the rhythm of our heartbeat, Which quickens with desire, Slows with sleep, Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Hearts feeling, Heads confused, Souls yearning, Reaching out, Souls are ageless, Always young, Never growing and hurting, Like bodies do, Skin wrinkling, Organs failing, Cancers spreading… Those things don't matter to a soul, A soul is untouchable, It feels emotion, And learns, A soul is immortal, A soul goes on and on, And some souls are meant to be together, To find each other and stay close, Not to be pulled apart, So don't worry about those New Year's Resolutions, Don't say you'll go to the gym, And then get annoyed when you don't, Just realise that in the end, The way you looked, Was purely vanity, And reach out, Accept love, Give everything to love, Love eternally, Love is ageless, Time is just perception.
College life spring semester 14
Monday, Corey and I checked out of the motel early in order to make it to our first class. Returning from checking out, Corey jumped in his car. "Matt, this place will hold a very special place for me." "Oh I feel the same way. It'll be a while before I ever forget this Valentine's weekend." "Forget! Hell, I'll always remember it no matter whatever happens to us down the road." Corey and I parked and were a few minutes early back before class. I had just enough time to throw my bag in my room as did Corey. Opening my door, I just shook my head and saw what a disaster it was with stuff everywhere I looked. After the first class with Corey, I anxiously waited to see if Scott had returned. When he entered, a smile came on my face. He sat down next to me and Michael. "How was your horn dog weekend, Matt?" Scott asked. "Very good. I have to ask how your mom doing?" "She was still recovering when I left yesterday but I think she'll be okay in the end. That was some scary shit." "I bet because you just never know what they will find," I said. Our conversation ended when the professor came into the room. As usual, Mondays turned into a very long day for me with my lab at the end. Scott and I walked back from the lab. "Hey Matt, is Corey sore today from all that pounding you gave him over the weekend?" "Ummm… he didn't say if he was," I said and smiled at Scott. "Dude, you can tell me of all people. Was it non stop fucking like two bitches, hot bitches I might say though, in heat …
My College TA
It was my second year of college. I was majoring in nursing so we had a pretty strict guideline of classes we had to follow in order to be accepted into the actual nursing program by junior year. While most of my freshman year was spent doing the required breadth courses for the university, I was finally getting out of that stage and now doing the prerequisite courses for the program. To say I was ecstatic was an understatement. I couldn't tell you why, but finally doing something that applied to my field made me feel closer to my actual goal, and I guess that's why I was more than happy to be there. I was finishing my first week of my sophomore year, it was Friday and I had one more class to go. I hadn't been to this class yet as it only met once a week on Friday's mid afternoon, it was medical math and only counted as a one credit hour class. "Wait, what does this mean? They 'changed locations?' Shit!" I said to Andrew. Andrew was a guy that I graduated high school with, and during our freshman year we had two of our science courses together. We also learned we were both majoring in nursing so we became pretty close friends. We had been under the assumption that the class was being held at the same location it was offered last semester, which was about a 15 minute drive away from campus. Little did we know that everything had been moved back onto campus. "HA! Wow. Well, that sucks. I don't think we’re gonna make it on time now. I'll call Dane and have him save us some …