The shot glass shook in my hand as I endured the most awkward 10 minutes of my life. I've never been a drinker, but the alcohol was needed tonight to calm my nerves as I sat across the glass coffee table from the husband of the girl whom we were both about to fuck. I wasn't going to get drunk, but a bit of a buzz would help push me over the edge into this act of decadence. This other man and I sat in his friend's living room, waiting to begin something none of us had ever tried before. I wasn't too well acquainted with the man across from me, but Jessie, his wife, had been a good friend of mine for nearly 10 years. She and I had had an up-and-down relationship that flirted toward romance a couple times before she got hitched. On top of her fun, daredevil personality, it didn't hurt that she was a fit, 5'5" hottie with slightly tanned skin, straight, shoulder-length dark brown hair, firm boobs, a hot set of hips and sexy legs. A few years ago, not long after their wedding, the couple moved away and, shortly thereafter, had a baby. Over the years, my desire to plug Jessie never abated, but my hope certainly did as we approached out late 20s. That fortune all changed around a year ago when Jessie and her new family were visiting during the week of Christmas. There I was, the day after Christmas, anxiously waiting for Jessie as she prepared in the bedroom. As fate would have it, one of her friends was taking a vacation for the holidays and had let Jessie's family house-sit for …
Lilly-Ann and her Mom, Chap 2
Lilly-Ann and her Mom, Chap 2. The first time with Lily-Ann’s mom Linda was out of this world because I had no clue what was waiting for me when I unlocked the door to her house and stepped into the empty kitchen. I did not expect to find her in a small black bikini although I had hoped for the sexy red short shorts. I did not expect her to let me kiss her and play with her boobs. Most of all, I surely did not expect to lose my virginity that afternoon. Plus it was the first time I really, really could look at her trim body and enjoy grazing every inch. Long black hair, dark eyes, saucy lips, perky b-cups tits and a flat, flat tummy were just the start of it. After she screwed my brains out we had a drink and it wasn’t iced tea. No, she dug out a bottle of the Major’s favorite Kentucky Bourbon and we both chucked a shot glass down. Then we both coughed and laughed and climbed back into her bed. I probably could have got my cock hard for a third round, but Linda was smarter than me and taught me the proper way to eat pussy. It was a great lesson and saved me the embarrassment of maybe not being able to cum a third time. She asked, “Baby, what do you think about eating pussy?” I laughed and said, “Please, I can’t wait to learn.” May as well admit I was new to it and she would teach me how she liked it. Linda chuckled and said, “I’m an excellent teacher!” I had already figured it out from the way her nose hit my belly when she swallowed my hard cock. Linda arranged the pillows …
How Lieke Became Mistress Ginger
A throbbing burn spread across Mike's chest, stomach and thighs, as he emerged from a groggy twilight and felt a strain in his shoulders and hips. Through his eyelids he sensed the blazing light that filled the surrounding space – utterly silent except for the hum of fluorescent tubes. Blinking at the glare, he forced his eyes open and confronted the brilliant reflection of his splayed form in the mirror on the grey concrete wall opposite. A wide black belt cinched his waist tightly against the padded center of a St Andrews cross that was tilted back slightly, while suspension restraints anchored his hands and feet to its ends. His nibbles were distended by weights that hung from twine that ran through pulleys to their rings. Weights also dangled from a leather cone that enclosed his scrotum and painfully stretched his testes' cords. A plug filled his anus and there was the glint of a small chromed lock hanging from his pierced foreskin. His nakedness was all the more apparent by the fact that he had been shaved from waist to mid-thigh of the thick grey hair that covered his chest and lower legs. Seeing the welts and bruises that were beginning to color his skin and feeling the weight of the flogger that had been draped over his right shoulder, he suddenly recalled its whir and slap during the previous night. The evening had begun in his study. Seated by the fire, he had been sipping a drink while looking at the swirling snow in the darkness just beyond the window pane. …
Jack and Jessie Ch. 4
This has been an amazing week! Last weekend, while my mom was out of town dealing with a family emergency, I was left home alone to watch Jack. Jack is our neighbor Leanne’s Great Dane. That first night I got horny and started watching porn, and eventually let Jack fuck me. After our first encounter, I was shocked to find that my best friend Amy had witnessed it. What shocked me further, was her willingness to participate, and spent the weekend with me. We took turns sharing Jack, and we discovered our own tastes for pussy. When I took Jack home, Leanne seduced me, and I fucked her dog again. This time, my own mother caught us in the act. Her reaction to catching us was more than I could have hoped for. Instead of disgust, she was obviously amused, and acted like it was perfectly acceptable. Not only that, she intuited what happened that weekend with Amy, and started making plans. For the life of me, though, I couldn’t figure out why she seemed so, I don’t know, normal (I guess that’s the word I’m looking for) about it. After letting me get cleaned up, Mom and I went back home. On the way home, she was telling me about the trip, and Grandma’s health and prognosis. When we got inside, Mom told me to go sit at the table, and she wanted to know what exactly went down while she was gone. “Shit. She’s gonna kill me,” I thought as I went to the dining room, and started organizing my thoughts. She came in with a bottle of wine and two glasses and sat down next to me. She poured …
What I Would Do To Be With You
I would swim rough choppy waters Facing danger and fighting against the waves as I Brave the waters and swim around the sharks. Even if my body wanted to give out I'd still keep going. My endpoint always leading to you. You are my light and my universe, my heart and soul. I would scale the highest mountain Gasping for breath with my heart hammering Scaling the deep crevasses as my legs turn to jelly. My weary body still climbing and I would give you the brightest smile when I reach the top, Handing you my heart as I sat down beside you. I would give away all my belongings even if I Only had the clothes on my back, give up all things material If that was what all it took. I'd happily be a science experiment so they could See what draws me to you and tell the world. Check my true intentions, making sure they are only pure. My love, I must be near you so I can wrap you up in my love. My eyes must look upon yours so I can drink you in and quench my eternal thirst. My nose longs to smell your scent so I May etch it and recall it to memory. I long for my head to rest upon your chest. My hands long to clasp and kiss yours always. My ears long to hear your voice, such a beautiful sound. My body longs to be near yours forever and always. I can only do what I can to make you understand. I can only make your heart see what it wants to see, I can only tell you in written words how I truly feel.
The Farm: Part 2
The Farm Part 2 Saturday afternoon as grandma was in the kitchen cooking, the phone rang. She answered it with joy, “Hello? Well, hello Louise. Yes she’s here visiting until tomorrow. Ok, just a minute… Lori, Louise wants you to come over and see her new grandbaby.” “Sure, I’ll come over in a bit. Is this Sissy’s baby?” I asked grandma. “I do believe this little baby belongs to Sissy’s uncle George, but Sissy won’t say who the sperm donor is,” grandpa chuckled. Grandma hung the phone up and then came to the porch. “Baby, why don’t you go see your friend, I’m going to go take a nap. After our crazy fucking last night, I’m tired.” Jimmy said as he kissed Lori on the forehead. “Ok,” I said as I slipped a pair of flip flops on, before going to my car. I waved bye as I drove on the dusty driveway. I passed so many new houses and many of the new people. It hasn’t been that long, I thought in my head. As I passed the old barn, there stood Louise and Henry’s house. It sat back off the road, but it’s still just as beautiful as always. Uncle George lived just a mile down the road. He was always a good looking man, for his age. I know I’ve always wanted to fuck him. Sissy stood on the porch waving as I drove towards the house. I grew a big smile seeing her and Louise. The baby must be in the house. Henry came out and said hi, then disappeared in the barn. “Girl, you are looking mighty fine. I bet all the guys in town are wanting to get a piece of you.” I told Sissy as I hugged her. She …
Christmas Angel
Much of this is based on my own life (sadly enough) I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it Christmas Angel ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- The harsh, bitterly cold wind blew past the figure of a man huddled on a park bench. Shaking his head he didn't know whether to sit here and freeze or move on trying to survive another day. Taking a large lungful of the frigid air, a sigh escaped his lips, he'd given up hope, his life was in the toilet. Thinking back he decided that it must be his fault, he felt that no matter what, it was his fault. You see, he was a kind and gentle man who always tried to do for others, oh sure he had his faults didn't we all but in general most people saw him as a good man. He was the type of friend that you might go to for advise but never really took it, no matter how good it was. He'd make you laugh, talking about anything but him self, funny but that's what drew people to him. He wasn't completely unselfish no one can truly claim to be unselfish, though he wasn't too far from it. Two bad marriages late in life still hadn't damped his generous spirit, though it had served to press them down a bit. He was a good pretender, not many knew the pain he held inside from the world, from his self but a wonderous thing about him no matter how much pain, he always tried to have a smile, rare indeed. Our …
what a mff 3some
Some years ago, Sue was invited out for lunch and a afternoon of fun and fucking with a new guy at a motel not too far away, as luck would have it, I also had been talking to a lovely slim lady on the net who was looking for some extra sex, in a 1 on 1, so I set up a meeting with her for the same after noon, so we could use our home. Sue left looking great as normal, wearing some sexy gear and ready to be used by him, I left an hour later to meet my lady Cindy at a shopping centre and then show her the way to our home. I was a bit confused when I saw Sue waiting at the same place, and after talking to her, found out, her lunch was prawns out of a bag, a quick fuck, then he was gone, all within an hour, just then Cindy turned up looking gorgeous. I introduced her to Sue, and explained what had happened, Cindy said she could leave and meet me later, Sue told her, no, she had some shopping to do and for us to carry on, and not spoil our day of fun. I drove, with Cindy following, and at our home soon got started kissing and working her up, slowly stripping her naked, then Sue walked, in Cindy wasn't expecting her home so quick, looked shy and began to get dressed, Sue apologised saying she would go out again, and leave us, but her hand was on my cock rubbing me hard, Cindy wasn’t into bi, and didn’t know what to do. Sue then went down sucking my cock as I kissed Cindy and kept her horny, Sue moved Cindy’s hand onto my cock and helped her wank me, with that I walked them into the …
My Birthday Surprise
I went wild one weekend, and had a hedonistic birthday. I checked out a website, and made plans with 2 hookers and an old girlfriend. One of the hookers turned out to be a cop, and I was warned off of her before we met. The other one, was a little redhead. I guess that you know how I feel about gingers by now. This little girl was a dancer and part time e****t. She was tiny, about 5' nothing and 100 or so pounds. NICE little breasts and a fine , tight ass. Her name was Sunshine, and she was only 20 years old. She showed up late. I know that youngsters these days have no scence of time, distance or money, but damn. I had planned on taking her out to eat and then having her for dessert, but by the time she finaly showed up dinner was out. Besides, she said… "I want to play." I had gotten a nice room, and it had a hell of a view of the city. She was standing by the picture window, just looking out over the city as the sun was setting. I stepped into the bath for a moment, and when I came out, she was still looking out, and starting to move to some tune in her head…slowly taking her blouse off, then her jeans. It was sexy as hell. She turned and saw me looking at her, and blushed… She came to me and started to disrobe me… I let her but I am tall and like I said, she is tiny, and it didn't get too far, but she got my jeans down and led me to the bed, with the very convieniant handle. We climbed into bed, and I kissed her, long and hard. She finally broke away and kissed …
Katys Grandpa his Friends and their Pets
Katy would never accuse her grandpa of being a pervert. Even when he gently pawed her young teenage body whenever no one was looking , she still loved him dearly. He was her grandpa, but he was also a harmless lonely male with needs, so she let him play with her young body, out of a mixed combination of love, pity and a sweet pleasure she could not admit. That was Katie’s excuse whenever he would sit her on his lap and gently caress her thighs. Or when she was bending in front of the refrigarator and would caress her firm soft bottom from behind with a playfull wink. Jake of course knew how his shy grandaughter felt about his petting, she received pleasure through the need to please him,so he took full advantage of her young tender firm teenage body. But he would never hurt her in anyway, he loved the sweet girl to death. He knew Katy liked it too, or else why would she always sit still and obediently while he petted her young smoothe body blushing sweetly. ‘’You want to come to the beach?’’ he asked her smiling one morning as his large hand swiped the side of her young firm boob over her loose t shirt. Katy blushed sweetly as she served her granpa his breakfast. She was staying at his farm for a week before leaving with her parents for their summer vacation. She yelped when a large brown pup jumped on her grandpas lap. ‘’Are we taking Storm with us?’’Katy asked leaning forward petting the pups soft fur. ‘’Sure, the guys love Storm.’’ Jake smiled staring at her boobs from …
Got a New Hobby Now
I've had a pretty normal life. I'm 45 years old, I have a decent job, and basically don't have much to trouble me. I'm married with three k**s. You know the drill. Just your basic guy that likes relaxing at home and thinking about pussy all the time. When that isn't possible, there's nothing I like better than spending time with my '69 GTO when I get the chance. I've had it for six years now, a nicely restored car I found that had the original 400 Ram Air and the 4-speed. It's an old school muscle car that is fun to work on. Nothing at all like today's cars. So here I was on a Saturday morning out in my garage, got my radio playing oldies for inspiration, and I'm laying under the car happy in my own world. I detect a change in the shadows in the garage and know someone is there. Well, it can't be anyone in my f****y since they left for Ohio this morning to visit my in-laws. I scoot out on the creeper I'm laying on and try to see who is here. Looking up, I see it's that new k** from the house two down that just moved in. I'd seen him out in their yard as they were unloading the U-haul. Looked to be about 16, tall, skinny, and definitely not your sports type. He was wearing those parachute shorts and a tee shirt with some random phrase on it. Smiling up at him, I introduced myself. He shuffled his feet a bit and said, "My name's Randy. Hey, I saw your car from over there and wondered if it ran. It looks pretty old." Assuring him it indeed ran, likely better and faster than my …
Cheating with the Neighbor
My name is Rick Brown. I'm a happily married man, or so I would like to think. I've been married to my wife, Molly, for 10 wonderful years. I am a commercial architect for an up-and-coming design firm in the Pacific Northwest. Molly is the CFO of a company which manufactures defibrillators and other health care equipment. Because of her position in her company, she has to travel a lot, but never for more than a couple days at a time. This hasn't caused any problems with our marriage until recently. Let me tell you about it. We live in a rather quiet neighborhood in a very nice home. Our house is actually too large for us, as we have no children. Molly is unable to have children, but we are considering adoption once our careers get to the point where we are not traveling. We have made friends with just about everyone in our neighborhood, but our next-door neighbors, Jackson and Anne, have become quite close to us. We have dinner with them at least once a week, usually a cookout, and take turns hosting. They are both retired, with children who have moved out East. Sometimes I think they look at us as their surrogate children, since they don't get to see their own children very often. Jackson is, in my opinion, quite a handsome man, with a trim build and salt-and-pepper hair. Anne looks fabulous, with strikingly good looks, platinum hair and a figure that still can turn heads. She is fond of wearing jeans and a simple white t-shirt, and I have to say she even turns me on, she …
Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere
Hayden Panettiere had returned to her New York hotel room after a long day. She enjoyed her work, helping promote the message of the Candie’s Foundation, which strove to reduce teen pregnancy. Still, the busy schedule did occasionally take its toll on her, with the constant public appearances, television interviews, and photo shoots the foundation asked of her, along with her work with other charities, not to mention her professional obligations to a multitude of studio projects. Hayden was just ready to relax, and so, she was now glad to be back in her room. She kicked off her high heels, letting them fall where they would on the floor as she lazily walked to the king size bed in her room, and let herself fall down face first onto the mattress. She pulled her hair out of the bun it was tied up in and just let her long golden locks fall down across her back and shoulders. Just to be off her feet momentarily, to let herself rest, was enough to make Hayden smile. She didn’t consider herself a diva, but the foundation had been kind enough to book her a rather large suite in a five-star hotel that prided itself on maintaining a sense of privacy for its guests. The beautiful young actress was half asl**p when she heard a light knock on her door. She wondered who it could possibly be as she f***ed herself to get up off of the bed. She smoothed down the wrinkles in her sexy little black dress that showed just enough of her young ample cleavage, as well as just enough of her upper …
Naked Quidditch Match – Fifth Time Around
To: Ron From: F&G Re: Re: Harry. Ginny Bugger. To: Gryffindor Tower (All) From: Fred & George Weasley Re: Our Little Sister URGENT: Anyone seen Ginny? To: Fred & George Weasley From: Ron Re: Re: Our Little Sister Well? To: Ickle Ronniekins From: Fred & George Weasley Re: Re: Re: Our Little Sister Nothing. Nada. Zip. She's probably in Hogsmeade already. Yeah. Like a regular Weasley would, leading us on to think she's snogging Harry, when actually she's laughing her ass off at us. She'd do that to us. -F&G To: Fred & George Weasley From: Ron Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Our Little Sister Delusional, much? Think back, dear brothers, to our sister's FIRST Valentines Day at Hogwarts. Now, tell me, if you were Ginny, what would YOU do? Drive your brothers insane with innuendo Snog Harry, and drive your brothers insane. Well? -Ron To: Fred & George Weasley From: Lee Jordan Re: Re: Our Little Sister Just popped by the area of the photo shoot. Very secure, and Dumbledore himself said that only authorized people are allowed in, to protect Harry and crew's dignity. Tell me, what kind of dignity can a man have if his bits are being splattered across hundreds of thousands of calendars for sales worldwide? What am I missing? -Lee To: Lee Jordan From: Fred & George Weasley Re: Re: Re: Our Little Sister Just a guess, but probably another 2 in. – Gred & Forge To: Harry Potter From: Snuffles the Adorable Grim CC: Mooney Re: Photo-Daze So, Harry, how'd it go? To: Snuffles From: R. Lupin CC: Harry …
Genesis Volume 4
Volume 4 Introduction: United they fell Hundreds of years ago the two gods Lupiter and Neptunus ruled Genesis. The brothers abused their powers subjugating the mortals to their will. Fed up with the maltreatment a king rose, uniting all the races in the land to fight against them. A war waged between heaven and earth. The king won killing the two gods. Thus, the ruler of each race decided to call the king, emperor, in the old language meaning one who unites. For decades Genesis prospered, the emperor was kind, just, and well-loved across the land. Alas peace wouldn’t last for long. Surviving compatriots of Lupiter and Neptunus somehow managed to infiltrate the castle and murder the emperor and his family. This split the races apart as a war for the title of emperor. Before long, the once united empire crumbled into different kingdoms. Now years after most of these races strayed and went to separate corners of the world. Chapter 1: Wild Wild West Veritas perused the street of Alsèf, as he passed NPCs would salute him. His name became well known by them, since for the past two weeks he’d been doing random quests around town. The reason behind him doing so wasn’t because he was an overly kind person. Oh no, he learned by raising the correct flag with Yggi he got access to a secret dungeon. Thus, what other things had the other townspeople have to offer. As he found out, nothing, he’d gain a couple exp. or some copper. He left the town and headed to the wilds. Avoiding players, …
High and horny
So… I am a bisexual, so I have a little lust when it comes to guys My friend James and I have started smoking with each other often, No not cigarettes. Anyways we would get so high and just be together all day Well one day we were stoned and at my house and of course we were starving so I decided to cook us some grill cheese sandwiches. James decided to keep my company as I cooked talking about life and problems we had at the time, I bend over to grab a pan then James just squeezes my ass, it happened so fast. "Just wanted a feel" he says with a sly smile I shrugged it off and continued to cook.. I kept hoping he would grab it again.. His feel was so nice, his touch just gives me pure lust and I just want him in me.. But he was straight.. We've been smoking a lot that day with a little bit of alcohol. I wasn't big on drinking so I didn't have much, I didn't think much of that little squeeze We hung out the rest of the day together, his parents left for the weekend so I decided to spend the night.. We kept the party going with dabs and bong hits.. We were very high and my hornyness started to kick in.. I started to fantasize about his dick, how big it would be, how it would feel I just took action I wanted that dick and I was gonna get it. I was determined. So I asked him "if I gave you some bud will you let me have a few licks" He said "or you can just suck me off" I was in shock, I would have never expected him to even consider the idea I wasted no time. I started to rub …
Broken Glass
The sound of shattering glass made him stop dead in his tracks, and in one fluid motion, he turned around to face her. His fists were clenched to his sides and she could see bitter anger flash across his face. She looked down at her hand that just a moment ago had grabbed the fragile red vase, and thrown it against the brick wall behind him. Finally, she had his damn attention. "What the hell is your goddamn problem?" he spat out. "You don't get to fucking leave and end this discussion!" she screamed back. Fury was coursing through her in a way she rarely allowed. She hated feeling like this, like she couldn't control herself. But she’d rather let him see the raw anger than give him the satisfaction and show him the tears that were burning behind her dark eyes. “What do you expect me to do?” he snarled. He was as angry and frustrated as she was. “I expect you to stay and finish what you've started.” She didn’t know what she really wanted or needed, all she knew was that she didn’t want him to leave… to go be with her . She watched him as he looked at her intently. Letting him leave would have been the smart and sane thing to do, but when it came to him, she never did what she should. He was as bad for her as she was for him. There had always been a fierce fire between them, and she'd been scalded more than once. Everything about them was completely wrong, but still she needed him to stay. He was the only one that could make her feel right in a world not suited for someone …
first sex with a guy and being nude around guys
I am not gay — not that there is anything wrong with being gay. If I were born gay, I'd be just as happy. However, as a straight guy, I must admit I enjoy being nude around other guys — comparing their penis size to mine, are they circumsized or not, huge nutsack or little nutsack etc.. I just enjoy my penis being out and about. 🙂 Like at the gym, some guys wear their underwear, towels or robes until they get into the individual shower stalls. Actually most do. But I get totally naked right away. It's just more convenient that way, less hassle, and it feels good to have my junk swinging around in a locker room. And after I am done showering, I will towel off in front of my locker and put my deodorant and cologne on while naked before dressing. I mean, come on, it's a locker room. If you can't stand watching some junk swinging around, then perhaps you should buy a Schwinn stationary bike and stay home? 🙂 I am not gay, but I did have sex with a man just once. This was about 5 years ago. I lived in some apartments next to an older (60's) retired college professor. He was a real nice guy, gentle, soft spoken. He had me over for dinner a few times. He thought I was gay and he hit on me a couple of times. On the 3rd try, he was really desperate and lonely. I told him ok. I really had no desire to fuck him, but I told him as long as he used lots of lube and condoms that he could fuck me. His penis was really small. Like 4 or 5 inches hard. He had trouble getting the condom over …
The garage
On the ride home I sit contemplating how I could make my escape to the bedroom as soon as we got home. Maybe I could plead a headache and go take care of my ache with a few toys. We had spent the afternoon at a company barbeque. As we spent the time socializing, you with the guys and me with the wives, occasionally our paths would cross. When they did I would make sure to brush up against your crotch or touch you in some way. Even in the short ride home I tried to get a reaction out of you by hiking up my skirt and running my hands slowly up and down my inner thigh. But you seemed to be ignoring me. I was already horny and had been all day and now you were making me mad! You took your sweet time backing into the garage. As soon as I could I jumped out of the car and rounded the front and headed to the driver side to pop the truck. The next thing I know I am pushed up against the car and you are grinding your crotch into my ass. You growl in my ear, “Is this what you been wanting all afternoon?” I moan and say, “Yes.” You run your hands up my skirt and under the top of my panties and rub my clit and pussy, making me moan even more. You nibble on my ear and bite my neck making me melt like butter. You withdraw your hand and I moan in disappointment. But you just grab my waist and continue to roughly grind your cock into my ass. I put my palm on the hood of the car and push my ass back wanting more. But I quickly remove my hand from the hood as it is still too hot from the …
Street Lights – 8
[[The beginning is for Ms. Joan. May she rest in peace.]] It's been about three weeks since that party and everything is normal now. It's Monday and I'm sitting here at the front desk early in my tightest khakis, blue polo shirt that has a gray polo logo, and classic chucks. I wanted to look nice today. My hair is even pressed to hell and back. The attendance clerk, Ms. Joan took her seat across from me at her desk and logged in. Ms. Joan is the coolest lady I've even met in my life. She's an older mexican lady. Have you seen the Mrs. Butterworth's syrup bottle? She looks EXACTLY like it, but a mexican version. Her attitude is “one size BETTER fit all”. That should say a lot about her. She was always like a second mom to me. I remember when I first came to register, she picked me out of the crowd and we talked about anything and everything, school related or not. She made me feel welcome at Century High. In fact, she even requested that I be her exclusive aide for 1st period. God I'd like to be like her when I grow up. “Mi hijo, you look nice today! What's the occasion,” Ms. Joan asks me, peering at me over her bifocals. “The school board is going to be here all week, remember? We have to impress,” I smile at Ms. Joan. She blushes and looks at her screen. A few moments later her face brightens up. “Oh mi dios, me acuerdo [Oh my God, I remember]! Let me button my shirt all the way up,” she says to me. She begins to button her blue silk blouse. On Mondays we wear the same …
s****rs Wet April Fools
You've probably read this kind of story; even the same theme as this story, before but I just wanted to write my own version, so here it is. And to avoid any hint of plagiarism I've carefully made sure I haven't read anyone else's versions beforehand, should they even exist. Short and sweet and hopefully sufficiently tasty for your pleasure! 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 You'd have thought that by the time we reached and passed 18 that we'd have got past playing silly jokes on each other but not so. Julie and I, Chris, still acted like a pair of real juveniles at times; perhaps not that much of a bad thing though. k**s are made to grow up so quickly now — we're pushed into adulthood so fast — driven to maturity before we're ready — turned into grown-ups almost before we're out of school clothes, so perhaps a bit of light-heartedness was an essential part of life. So Julie and I regularly managed to find time for silly fun and games — and it was one of those that unintentionally led us both into growing up very quickly…… I'm at college, finishing off my learning, so far as I'm concerned. I thought I'd escaped schooling, only to be pushed into college by my parents, to learn more about the business world. The good side of that is that my parents are supporting me financially instead of me having to go out and work for a living, because I have to admit that I'd hardly know where to look to begin work. Still — that's subject that doesn't need exploring here. My s****r, unlike …
Mother With The Hots Part 3
When Sally returned, both Marilyn and Donny were dressed. As had been his habit during the hotter days, Donny wore his shorts.Marilyn liked that, because there was always the possibility the head ofhis cock would sneak into view. She had selected a wrap-around skirt andcotton blouse. She felt deliciously naked under it, having deliberatelyleft her panties and bra off. The flap of her skirt opened as shewalked, revealing her smooth, long thighs. Sally had not changed from her skin-tight swimsuit, and it seemed toalways be pulled into the crack of her sweet-looking ass. Donny's eyes were hot as he looked at the lovely little blonde, andMarilyn knew how much he wanted to fuck the girl. She felt his desirebecause she too was drawn toward the succulent sweetness. She felt nojealousy because Donny stared almost embarrassingly at Sally, in factshe was amused by his infatuation. Being somewhat wiser than her son,she knew that since Sally had shown her body to him it only required abit more time before Sally would be fucking her son and quite wildly. Despite her fresh, beautiful, innocent looks, Sally had eyes thatsmoldered with eager readiness to fuck. Her eyes flirted not only withDonny, but with Marilyn too. But that came as no surprise to Marilyn,not from what she had heard about Sally and Donny. A girl that age, withher juices boiling, was ready to enjoy either boy or girl. "Why don't you come with us, Marilyn?" Sally said. The use of her first name did not bother Marilyn. She …
Doggy Style
TV Dogging Sophie Tyler is a 57 year old quite shy male to female transvestite, she doesn't see herself as convincing but nevertheless loves being dressed as the girl she loves being. It was approximately 10pm on a summer's evening and the daylight was drawing to a close and giving way to the darkened skies that will cover a multitude of sins throughout the country. Sophie was driving home from a group meet of girls, she turned off a main road, though enjoying her journey dressed she felt conspicuous whenever stopping at traffic lights and other cars pulling up next to her or by pedestrians watching her as she drove by, she had never driven so far dressed before and found the experience both nerve wracking and exciting, even sexually exciting. Whilst driving along a reasonably quiet road she felt the urge to have a walk, “what the hell” she thought, “it isn't as though anyone will recognise me so far from home.” She was driving past a wooded area and ahead she saw a layby and pulled into it. From her car Sophie could see a concrete path leading into the trees, she checked her appearance in the mirror, she was satisfied with her make-up and therefore just applied a new touch of lipstick before taking a deep breath and stepping from her car. Sophie was casually but tidely dressed, she always favoured short skirts and dresses unless she was dressed formally and today was no different, wearing her black and white tartan mini skirt, a thin tight white polar necked jumper, white …
Holly – Part 2
Two days before Thanksgiving my phone rang. I answered and it was Holly. She wanted to know if I would like to have Thanksgiving lunch at 11 AM with a couple of our old coworkers Corinne and Susan. I said I would love to have lunch … I asked what should I bring and what time should I be there? She told me a bottle of wine and 9 AM … she needed help making the mashed potatoes. I told her I would be there and said goodbye. Thanksgiving morning I arrived at Holly’s house on time. I knocked on the door and before I could step in she gave me a hug and a kiss. I hadn't seen her since she had the baby and she looked and smelled great. Her small body was perfect. She had lost all the baby fat but her breasts were still large from feeding the baby. I smiled and told her, “Holly, you are so beautiful you take my breath away.” She blushed and then smiled and said, “I missed you too. I am so glad you are here and this is going to be fun.” I handed her the wine and she put me to work peeling potatoes. While we worked we talked about Brad and how things were in her life. Holly frowned and said, “Things could be a lot better between Brad and me if he didn't have to work in Germany. I worry about him. He seems to be drifting away from me. I get so lonely being home alone with just the baby. But that’s enough of my troubles.” We continued preparing the meal and then I set the table. The baby started crying so Holly brought him into the kitchen. She sat at the table opened her blouse and put …
Prelude: The Other Woman
"I suppose you don't know who I am, but I know who you are." I begin and then pause. I don’t know where to begin. I take in a shaky breath while looking at the family picture that had been fished from his wallet. "You have beautiful children." I continue, still trying to gather the courage to state my revelation. "By the time you hear this from other people, the story of how things happened will be distorted. My lover, your husband, he is not the most loyal man." My voice and fingers tremble while opening the bottle of scotch. "Maybe I should begin right from the start.” I take a sip of the liquor letting the burn enter my stomach. “He was charming and sweet. I worked in the floor above him and we would occasionally see each other in the elevator. A wink here, a wink there, very polite, and of course handsome. Not once did he wear a wedding band. He would just so happen to run into me and with perseverance, finally managed to get me to go to dinner with him. Maybe it was the thrill of the chase… I don’t know… I am not him, I cannot tell you his motivations but I can tell you what were his intentions that night." "He wanted to bed me and well he… ummm… he succeeded.” I chuckle but the sound is filled with melancholy. “The first time, I swore his smell had a linger but I ignored it. The second time, he never once said my name. At work, no one knew about us. It was my idea to keep our personal lives separate. I didn't realize how much of a favor I was doing for him.” My throat …