Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-66”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Before I begin, I would like to mention that I know this fantasy sounds a little farfetched, but I swear that everything you are about to read is true, down to the unlucky streak I went through before deciding to write about my unfortunate events. I hope you enjoy. I love watching movies and TV series. It’s what I do to relax. Unfortunately, purchasing Dexter: The Complete Series was far from relaxing. I already owned the first three seasons, but when I saw the complete series for sale on Amazon, I could not resist. However, I already had quite a few movies and seasons waiting for me, so I put off watching Dexter until I had a little more time. By the time …
Susanna Francessca stories
Since I’ve put pictures and videos of Susanna Francessca on this site, I’ve had quite a few messages from guys who’ve photographed her. She had her own photographic studio in Warwick, in the UK. Some of the stories have been quite short, so I’ve collected a few of them together and posted them here. What a sexy exhibitionist this girl is!!!!! She gets herself fucked in one of the two stories below, so it’s worth reading on. Susanna Francessca Story 1. “I’m Steve and I photographed Susanna at her studio in Warwick a number of years ago. I phoned her and told her that I just wanted an hours booking for men’s magazine open-leg shots. I made it clear that I wanted to start off with her legs spread and not the usual slowly stripping-off shots. She was okay with that. I told her that I was a semi-professional photographer and I’d had some of my work published, and that I’d bring some of my work to her to see to prove it, if she wanted me to. I got to the studio on the day we’d arranged and she opened the door for me, wearing a short dressing gown. I followed her up the stairs to the studio on the top floor. Ohhh WOW. Underneath the dressing gown she had black stockings and I could see right up between her legs and got a lovely look at her pussy lips. As she walked up ahead of me, she said ‘I know what you are looking at. Well, you’re going to see it in a minute anyway, aren’t you!’. We got into the studio and I unpacked my camera gear. Susanna said ‘Okay, you just want open-leg …
Our new friend (Bi-sexual threesome story)
One The night I met Steve I knew there was something special about him I liked. "I just about always get what I'm after," he'd said with a smile. "Sometimes I have to work hard for it, but I get it." I don't remember how I happened to stop into the bar after work, unless it was that Lil and I hadn't been hitting it off too well. After a year of marriage I guess the honeymoon was wearing off a little. Not that Lil wasn't damn good in bed; and she loved my big dick. A few times lately I'd gotten the idea she was imagining someone else on top of her. I was thinking, too, how it would be with someone new. I still loved Lil, but what the hell… So I was talking to this guy, Steve, and after a few beers we were slinging the shit like a couple of old buddies. He was the one that brought up dames, and the stories he told made me wish I were single again. We swapped experiences, including some of my rougher sessions from my Navy days, but finally I just listened. I wouldn't have believed half the stuff he told me except for the way he had of looking straight into my eyes while he talked. His enthusiasm was so apparent I got the impression he enjoyed talking about it as much as he'd enjoyed doing it. I finally got around to the trouble I'd been having with Lil, and he laughed. "Doesn't sound too serious to me," he said. "Maybe just a hangover from too much of a good thing. Maybe you just need a little variety." I happened to notice it was after eight. I telephoned Lil to say I'd be …
Sex Studio Secrets #20: Sasha and Ashtyn-5
Sasha's special ceremony for closest loves involves a red champagne cocktail of body fluids. She has her youngest sibling come over to join us. Nice Natalia is her obedient submissive pet. She is as pretty as Sasha and likewise a young mom. She is the first to try my fabulous swing. She is eaten out by all three tasty warm women. My granddod Petra tips me about Nat's sexy smell. She is ovulating great granddad! Please Peter make me more relatives, must be a great mix of genes. Suddenly Sasha's phone rings. I hear her talk Russian with some Swedish and words in English, like 'food' and 'vodka'… My youngest s*s called. She lives Amsterdam. Waiting for us. She cooked us dinner. I told Natalia to come over with her food. We two do not intend to leave this sexy studio! You know, Professor Peter? My s1s is my pet! We welcome her sexy Sasha. She must be pretty as well! Fine, for a pretty pet and her audience I have a special surprise in store here, soon I show my swing. Let us wait for her and the dinner she cooked. As a dessert, I will show my swing machine to you all! For fresh readers, please read back at my stories for Jennifer parts three and four for my new tool. For obvious reasons all three sexy Swedish girls vote for nice Nat to be hosted first in my swing. For some reason Natalia looks much more familiar than my two fresh friends! Did I meet her before? For an hour we are only enjoying red beet soup, blinis, boeuf stroganoff and many more delicacies. My mind dwells and …
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 9
Thanks to all those readers who have asked for more chapters in this series. I never thought of writing a series but because you have continuously asked for more from this story, I have done my best to comply. We all live multi-faceted lives (I don't have time to write but once or twice every other week) but I will try to write new chapters and follow-ups to my other stories too. Thanks again to all those readers who have emailed with kudos, I live and write for them. For those who write saying they don't like something, thanks too but only when it is constructive criticism. I'm learning to be a better writer. That being said, lets move on to Jenny and her pretty mouth. * Funny but I don't know etiquette for boning your step mom. She seemed pissed when I didn't kiss her afterward. Apparently because I wasn't going to cuddle with her either she retreated to her room in a huff. I did likewise without the huff and went downstairs to relax and check my emails. I had to laugh as I watched her saunter off bare assed and furious. She has a lovely ass especially when it is stuck up in the air. Once downstairs, I heard the phone ring and overheard my step mom telling my dad she'd love to go with him to some formal dinner. She told him, she'd write a note for Jenny and I telling us we were on our own for dinner tonight. I figured dad had some new clients he wanted to impress so he wanted Maureen on his arm. The thought of Jenny and I alone was a turn-on even in my satisfied sexual …
Lydia
Message-ID: <[email protected]> X-Original-To: [email protected] Delivered-To: [email protected] X-Original-Message-ID: <[email protected]> From: John Owens <[email protected]> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 17:08:39 +0000 (GMT) Subject: {ASSM} How it all began Lines: 523 Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 18:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <[email protected]> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2009/59623> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <[email protected]> X-Story-Submission: <[email protected]> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman <1st attachment, "How it all began.txt" begin> This is my story. This is an adult story meant for people over the age of 18. It is a fantasy, not reality. Please do not reproduce or repost without permission. Thanks, [email protected] How it all began I hadn't suspected anything at all. Lydia and I were a very happy couple, we enjoyed a lot of sex and told each other our darkest fantasies. When I first got my hands (figuratively anyway) into Lydia's knickers I couldn't help but notice how big her cunt lips were. They were fantastic, they must have hung down 2" and they were constantly wet. She sits next to me on the sofa and just pulls and stretches her lips while we both sip wine. She can easily pull them out to 5". Once our relationship became more …
Randy boy
Hi my name is Freddy and this is my story. As a young lad I was always interested in older women, losing my cherry at 14 yrs old to one of mums friends and getting blow jobs from some senior girls at school, some of mums friends where real hot and so sexy, I would try and get a good look at them and always made sure they knew I was looking, that usually made their nipples hard, 1 of her dearest friends Kathleen lived next door, she had 2 girls Sally-Jane and Margaret also a boy called John, we all went to the same school and I played soccer with John at the local club, I had been feeling unwell for a few days and mum took me to the doctors, Dr Saunders was a real hot fox, big tits cute arse and a figure that made your pulse rush, I always seemed to get a good eyeful when she bent over and usually got a good hard on as well, the doctor said I had a bug and advised mum to keep me off school for at least a week, so I didn’t get worse and none of the other k**s got it as well, mum worked 4 days a week in the local charity shop and phoned in and explained I was off sick, she was told she had to come in on Thursday as no one could cover the shift, mum went next door to Kathleen who said if I came around as mum left she would keep a eye on me, all day and I could stay in John’s bed so I could rest. On the Thursday morning as Sally-Jane, Margaret and Jon went to school, mum took me next door and I went and laid in John’s room, as I said goodbye I rested and done some school work, …
15 years Straight : Part Two
I decided to go by train, I had taken Greg's phone number, and we agreed to meet at Epsom train station just after 8, and he would drive us back to his place. and as I sat on the train thinking I must be mad, but I knew I had to find out for myself what and who was the real me. I came out of the station and walked to where he said he would park, I was excited but also very nervous, and then he saw me and leaned across to open the passenger door. I jumped in, we said a nervous hello, I realised he was nervous as well, but we chatted back to his house it was only 5 or 6 minutes drive away. I started to relax, and thought enjoy this for whatever it will be, He opened the door and we went into the front room, we sat on the sofa and I told him all about my little Christmas adventure again only this time in more detail, then he got up and went over to his computer and switched it on, then he went to the kitchen, and came back with two beers, lets have a drink and a chat, and he told me a few stories of what he had done in his past, and then he asked what turned me on, I told him I had a thing for stockings, but he wanted to know what I wanted and liked about sex with guys. I love oral sex I said,and wanted to see how things went from there, and he then stroked my leg at the top,he leaned in to kiss me, but I was not ready for that, he said sorry, I said don't be, I am not saying no, just not yet, I felt I was being seduced, which was a real turn on, he knew it as well, despite me …
Skill Zone 3
Hey there. You may have read Sk1ll Zone and found out about my friend Isaac's sexual venture with my mom. You may have also read Skill Zone 2 and found out about our moms' fun together. Well Isaac told me about that stuff before he even uploaded the stories here. Let me just say this: they were the lucky ones. I tried some of that shit with his mom, and it didn't work out the way I had hoped. By now, you're probably wondering who I am, but you may have figured that out already. My name is Owen Oliver. I'm 5'9" and I just have a regular body build. I'm not heavy, but I'm also not slim. I don't have well-defined abs and I'm not the most attractive guy out there. I have neatly combed mocca hair that's still above my ears and brown eyes that are apparently captivating, over which I always wear my glasses. Let's begin, shall we? ***** I grab my phone and dial his number as fast as I can without messing. The numbers beep and it starts to ring. I can barely contain my excitement as he picks up. "Dude! Guess what?" I yell into the receiver. "What? Calm down, man," he replies. "Skill 2one just came out and I have a copy at my house!" "Wait….what? Really? Dude that's awesome!" "I know, right? You gotta come over! I heard there's online co-op now!" "Bro…..I'll see what I can do." Isaac hangs up his phone and I slip mine into my back pocket. I fall back into my favorite red bean bag chair and pick up the PrisMax controller. I presses the center button and the PrisMax blinks to life. …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 22&23
This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO – KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 22 It was three days before she had a chance to deal with the James situation. She'd texted Jules about going out dancing but Jules wasn't really much into the club scene. Jules did direct her to a few clubs she knew about though and Haden did a little research online and found a few that sounded like a good starting point for her night time adventures. It was Friday and she told Andrew she was going to go out with Jules for some drinks. It worked out perfectly since Andrew said he had a business dinner to attend to and might be out late himself. That afternoon, James and Jared returned to the Thorne's pool. They'd been there the day before but hadn't stayed long and had been together the whole time. Haden needed to be alone with James for what she had planned. That Friday afternoon, she watched as the two of them swam, chatted and laid by the pool and messing around on their smartphones. But after about a half hour, Jared took a call that seemed to get him agitated and he left in a hurry, passing through the …
You Aint Gonna Believe What I Found on the Intrnet
"You ain't gonna believe what I just found on the internet.” It was the first words my brother, Bill, spoke when I answered the phone. “Do you have your laptop handy?” “Sure, hold on a second… okay, I got it, what’s up?” “Go to XNXX.COM, it’s a helluva good porn site.” “Bill, I don’t need to watch porn to get my dick hard. I’m not old and decrepit, like you.” “Don’t give me any shit, Don, just go to XNXX like I told you.” I pulled up the site and saw all kinds of options for fucking and sucking videos, pictures that expose everything a person could want to see (or NOT want to see), sex stories and more. I had watched a few things that friends had sent me, before, but I had never surfed, looking for stuff like that. “Okay, I’m on XNXX, now what?” “Go to the search bar and type in ‘barely legal’.” I did as Bill asked and a completely different set of video options popped up, “Alright, now what?” “The third video says ‘Fresh and Young’, click on it. When it comes up, click ‘play’ and go to full screen.” “You’re a sick bastard, Bill, but we’ve known that all our lives.” The video started and I maximized it. All I could see was a clean shaven, beautiful, young pussy being stroked by the girl’s own fingers. It was a home video, alright, but there was someone else operating the camera. Then I heard a familiar voice… “Hi there, my name is Nickole. I just turned eighteen and decided to share my pretty pussy with the world. I’ve only been fucked four times, but I love it. Please leave …
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 5
The rest of Tuesday was uneventful, as Jenny didn’t make it home before my dad and step mom. Apparently her high school is going to have a big game this weekend and she had to stay late so her squad would be adequately prepared. I did some odd jobs around the house to occupy my time and chatted with an old buddy on the phone. When my dad and step mom got home I went to my room so I could check my e-mail. I was busy doing it when I thought about the Glory Holes at the adult bookstore out by the airport. I couldn’t wait for the weekend and to take Jenny there. I brought up the site for Glory Holes and tried to remember if I had my old buddy’s phone number still. I knew what store it was but I wanted to know if the holes were still there and if that kind of thing still took place. Old Charlie Pratt was a weird guy in high school, who everyone knew but sort of kept at arms length. You always saw him at parties and high school functions but he sort of floated between groups of people not really hanging out with anyone in particular. I’m sure it was because he was into things most other guys weren’t exactly comfortable with. Charlie was always talking about sex but weird shit. He was into S&M and bondage and was always talking about some bizarre sexual fetish or sexual story he read about. Most guys in high school think about sex 24/7 but not as deeply, twisted, or perverted as Charlie. Take the Glory Holes thing, he thought it was the neatest thing going and would tell everyone …
at computer
This is my second entry here. If anyone knows an editor that may interested in looking over my stories before publication I would appreciate it you sent them my way./i] I see you sitting there at your computer, your back to me. I wonder what it is you are working on at this time of night and why you have your headphones on. I approach, staying silent on the deep carpeting. You do not hear me, you seem so engrossed with what is on the screen. Looking over your shoulder I am a little surprised to see the video you are watching. It appears you are watching a video of a couple of lesbians. The is a woman laying on her back with another between her legs. The quality looks homemade. I think I recognize the woman on her back. You still fail to realize I am behind you, or you know I am there and are pretending that I am not; either way your focus is on the screen. I realize then, that I do recognize the woman, it is your friend Lisa. You two have known each other for years. Looking down to the woman between her legs, I realize she looks familiar was well. She glances to the camera just then and it is your other from Brooke. She says something to the camera, but with the headphones on, I don’t know what it is. I am getting more and more excited as I watch the silent action on the screen. I look down and see your nipples are hard and pushing into your tank top. I reach around and cup your breasts in my hands. Your reaction proves you knew I was there. With a sigh you push your tits …
The Voice Over – BBBBTS
Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories.. The Voice over…. I am always looking for ways to meet, hot voluptuous women. I love bigger women with curves. A nice perfect hour glass figure. I had a great idea last week. I would take a few weeks off, from my regular job. I would put up some help wanted posters around town. I rented a small office, near my house. I put in a big oak desk. A big brown leather chair to sit in. A big brown leather couch and two fake plants in my office. A small computer chair, with no back in front of my desk. A reading lamp, phone and some note pads on my desk. I placed my laptop in the center of my desk. I had a small waiting room, adjoining my new office. I put three small chairs and a coffee table in there. I put a sticker on the outside door. B.K Film Studio. The next day, I got my first phone call. "B.K Film Studio, Mr. Kelly speaking. How may I help you?" I said. There was a pause. "My name Claire. I saw your poster on a pole near my house. I was wondering what you were looking for. Your poster just said "Now hiring…No experience needed. Will train. Looking for Actresses for voice over roles." What is a voice over role?" said Claire. "I'm looking for Actress to help in my films. I have to go back in and edit my films. I might use a different voice for the Actress in the movie. I also shoot lots of cartoons, and 3D animation. I need to dub in a voice for a character in the movie." I said. "That sounds fun. Can anyone apply?" she said. "Yes! Just …
Accounting Fun
Hey Guys, here's a new story for you all. I've been keeping busy with work and studies so I haven't had much time to play or meetup with anyone unfortunately. However, i know you all enjoy my stories, so I've made on up here for all of you to enjoy. As I'm writing this I've got some smoking hot chocolate cooling down and i've got three mini marshmallows stuffed up in my pussy, warming them up to eat 🙂 I arrived home yesterday from work around 3:30PM when I was changing out of my work clothes. I slipped off my navy blue jacket and skirt revealing my black frilly panties, my white shirt and underneath it, my black bra. It was a tiring yet productive day at work. I was getting ready to take a shower as my thoughts were flooded with eroticism as I began to think about this cute couple that were enthralled with one another on the Subway. They had gotten on the subway heading east from Woodbine station. They sat directly opposite me on the subway as I watched them snuggle and passionately kiss one another. The woman seemed to be a bit more reserved but thoroughly enjoying herself while her boyfriend was clearly in heat and needed more of her as he caressed her thigh. The home phone rang bringing me back to reality, it was someone downstairs looking to come up. "Hello?"…I answered. "Good Evening, Guildview Pharmacy Delivery" came the reply from a male voice. I forgot my grandmother had ordered her medicine but she was visiting another f****y member at the time. So I let him up …
how i give my friend a blowjob
HERE IS A PICTURE OF MY WHEN I SUCK MY FRIEND AND GET FUCKED:http://dlmyfile.com/7sEU Author’s Note: This story addresses a couple of fetishes. It already has mind control, induced by subliminals and other forms of conditioning. However, it touches upon some other very specific fetishes, namely exhibitionistic dancing to heavy, insistent drum music tracks, nudity, open masturbation in front of strangers, the use of gas and drugs, knockout gas, anonymous people wearing gas masks and the smoking fetish. The characters do not go down the BDSM road. Mind control, in my stories, is more like a slow but steady corruption and subversion of purpose, leading to people losing their inhibitions and letting their sexual side come out to the full. If you can’t tell the difference between the real world, fiction and fantasy by now, stop reading any further. I’m not going to be held responsible for you being an idiot and thinking that this is an account of something that can happen in the real world. This is not some sort of manifesto telling you how to do something stupid. It’s just a work of porn. Nothing more. It was to be, for Julia Markham, a most interesting day. Boredom was the bane of Julia’s life. She had a boring home, a boring boyfriend, a boring job. Even her holidays were boring, with the same boring people in the same boring resorts. Every year they would plan a different resort: each year, they’d find that the same boring people had booked the same bloody boring resort as …
Last affair pounding
So if you've read my previous stories, you'll know of some of my first time sexual experiences. Being that part of it was an affair (i've learnt and grown from the experience). It of course had to come to an end at some point. I had met up with "P" on new years eve but nothing happened, other than some light groping. We'd arranged though to have a meet up at her house as she had a couple weeks off due to illness. I remember being on the bus there and telling her how excited i was. She told me she was excited too and to save my phone credit at the time. I got off the bus and power walked there. She opened the door and was wearing casual clothes. We wasted no time in fondling, groping & kissing each other. Until her b*****r who was staying there at the time turned up as he was on his break from work. We played it cool, like i'd come round just to watch a couple films. He grabbed a quick shower and left. At this point we were debating whether to fuck on the couch downstairs or upstairs in bed, eventually the bed was the winning choice. I would like to go into detail here of what happened, but with "P", the sex was very much vanilla. We stripped each other off and i fondled her body. Working my way down from her neck to boobs, to ass to eventually her pussy. She knew my favourite colour was red, so she purposely wore a matching red bra & thong which made my cock rock hard. We got into bed and rolled around kissing and foreplaying. I lay there on my back stroking …
Michael Learns of Carols Desires
The following story took place a number of years ago. At the time, Carol and I were in our early thirties. We had an exciting and fun sex life. Even with the stress of family and jobs, Carol and I found time for each other. Carol is five-foot four inches tall. She weighs around 120 pounds with lovely 34-C breasts. Carol has the type of breasts that are full and perky all the time. Carol’s nipples become erect with the slightest stimulation. Carol has dirty-blonde shoulder length hair with light highlights. Her ass is round and made for a good pair of jeans. During our years together, Carol became quite good at telling fantasies. She loves to fantasize about fucking different lovers. She would pick someone she knows at work or the gym and tell me a story while we are intimate. Carol started telling the stories years ago, while we were in college. I am a strong endurance guy when it comes to sex. Carol describes me as a strong steel-rod guy with the endurance of a jackhammer. As a result, Carol decided she needed to motivate me to cum sooner, hence the story telling. I have told her she could have made a small fortune if she had been a phone-sex operator. Carol is a natural. Carol came home from a day of shopping. Upon entering the kitchen, Carol informed me that we were going to wax her beautiful pussy. The waxing was a task we enjoyed sharing. As she was putting up her purchases for the day, I gathered the required materials and tools to perform the waxing. I set everything …
fictional bookstore encounter
This is a completely fictional story of an encounter that I have thought about for some time. I use to masturbate a lot to porn magazines and in doing so got turned on by the thought of having sex with a shemale, since there are a lot of ads in the magazines concerning phone sex with shemales showing very nice pictures of shemales and their beautiful packages. Where I live there is only one place that I know of that have shemale magazines with stories and pictures to masturbate to. Everywhere else there are plenty of porn magazines but none pertaining strictly to shemales. It is a little drive but I thought one day that I will make that drive and pick up some of these magazines. This particular store has only magazines, toys, and DVD`s. No movie theatres, no glory holes or anything that might attract a large number of customers. When I got there, it was empty except for the girl behind the counter. While there I checked out several things before I finally picked out several shemale magazines. When I went to pay for them the girl asked me if I really enjoyed shemales. Of course I had never been with one so I had to tell her that I would really love to have sex with a shemale but that the opportunity had never come up. She started smiling and asking some personal questions about what I would do if I had a chance to be with one. The more we talked the hornier I got. My cock was really getting hard at this time just thinking about it. In the course of the conversation I also let …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 56: Pounded at the Pound (Part 3)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-55”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… “What do you think?” asked the pound worker as she nodded to the German Shepherd that lay before me. He was sprawled on his back, with his belly exposed. I had been rubbing it for the past few minutes, but I was now standing before him. “He’s great,” I said. And it was true, he truly was a great dog, but I was starting to feel bad about lying to the poor woman. Not only was I wasting her time, but I was doing so on the one day the secretary had called in sick. Still, I was not ready to leave quite yet. “But,” I continued, “I feel bad about separating them. Do you think I could see the father too?” The woman seemed surprised by the implications of such a …
I Surrender
I Surrender “Baby, I'm home." I heard her voice coming from the front door. “At the kitchen, honey!" I stated and smiled as I listen to her footsteps. Nostalgia ate me as I immediately recognized her perfume and remembered the day I completely surrender to her. *** I'm Chris. 16 years and a senior highschool with my bestfriend, Jessica to a coed highschool. I'm bisexual, both attracted to boys and girls but I admit to myself, girls make me more wet than boys do. I'm a sexual person. Often read sex stories to satisfy up my libido. Or I masturbate. There are plenty of kinds of sex stories I had read. Lesbian, rape, rope, sub/dom, bestiality. But the one I liked—love—the most is Lesbian. It just suits my taste. So here's the deal with my story. I, Chris, is inlove with my bestfriend, Jessica for 3 years. Of course, being bestfriends with her, I can't tell her my feelings for I'm sure, it will ruin what we have. Jessica have quite a heartbreaking love history. Like me, she's a bisexual as well. She loves a person so much it even gets me frustrated sometimes and mind you, frustrating me is one hell of a work. She was the kind of person to follow her heart without thinking of what might happen. While me on the other hand, is the rational one. I don't do things that risk me, my emotions or other. I was the kind of girl who yearns for control, both in situation and in mind. I was the kind of person who will view everything in every angle to prevent casualties. It was an ordinary …
My wife part 1
Caught the wife. To my Surprise. This is what I get i suppose, for coming home early. I met Cindy, my wife, through the girl I was dating, one of the classical stories. My friends were telling me I was going to marry her even before I knew. Well that’s another story. Corporate moves had relocated us a number of times around the states, so twelve years, and two children later, we find ourselves in the Deep South. I had my number of extra martial encounters, which put our marriage on the rocks. Cindy is an extremely attractive woman, with an excellent body, and having done some modeling she had also appeared in Vogue magazine. My friends were telling me I was crazy. Hell, the girls I was going out with behind Cindy's back thought I was crazy too. I have always enjoyed sex with Cindy. But she had no interest in experimenting with anything. For instance getting a blowjob to the end was non-existent, having her savour my juices on her tongue never happened, she would never let me cum in her mouth, or swallow my spunk ever, she would suck me to get me hard, but that was it. While multiple orgasms for her were common place, but never for me. Finger fucking her juicy cunt was always out of the question, as well as anal sex. I needed some adventure in the bedroom, some sort of variety, thus I have maintained the same lover for the last eight years, if you call having sex twice a year a lover. Although every thing was quiet in our relationship, while i was not fully contented with our …
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 …
I submitted to her Bull
(wife point of view) My husband and I have lived in harmony for over 4 years, now we are doing are own thing. When he is at work I'm at home sl**p, when he is at home I'm on my way out. I'm a very successful woman… really I am. I have a great job and I'm very rich. I invented a piece of tiny mechanics — essentially a fancy carbon fiber hinge – that is used in millions and millions of mobile phones. I get to go on lecture tours and last year I went to a Buckingham Palace tea party to meet the Queen in recognition of my contribution to British industry. My name is Anna Lang. You may have heard of me. Everywhere I go, I am shown respect and admiration. In my field, I am a real mover and a shaker. I also have a gorgeous, loving husband, Ted and we have a beautiful 12-year-old daughter. I'm slim and I keep fit, and many people think I'm very curvy in a sexy bookish, professorial way. I have large breast and a full ass. But six months ago, my husbands uncle Jack came to stay, and things started to fall apart. traditional marriage wise he took over our home and life. He's not Ted real uncle, an old friend of Ted Dad's from the navy. his parents are dead now, but somehow Jack has stayed in touch with Ted. He was around Ted when he was a c***d, living with them for periods. He never married and often had some young floozy ten or fifteen years his junior hanging off his arm. He always bullied Ted he wanted him to "be more of a man", when Ted was a bit of a nerd and into my books …