I have spent my life Lost Twisted And confused Searching for redemption In unredeemable places Seeking for someone Who could see what I couldn't I stumbled I didn't find you But you found me Hiding Sinking You never asked For more than I could give But you gave more than I Dared ask for You found me Saw Valued And embraced me In my imperfections I walked around with My heart torn from my body Left cold and quiet before me Unmoving Your breath of naked words blew Life and hope back And shimmers of something lost Reemerged like the sun After a perfect storm Your words were like Whispers into my soul Unlocking secrets That were hidden Even from me Without you I feared the shadows Taking me deep Into the abyss Leaving me lost And once again Empty
Young Rodger Gets Some MILF Pussy [mF] [Sex at Work]
link with pictures: http://adf.ly/toupf I made a mistake. I started my story near its conclusion rather than at the beginning. So I thought I would back up and tell you the story of how I got started in the heating and air conditioning business from the beginning. This is part of a series even though it is part three you can read this one before the others. I was a senior in high school and as I was nearing graduation my parents became concerned about my lack of vocational goals. I had applied and had been accepted at the same state university that most of my friends from high school had. However, I had no idea of what I wanted to major in other than getting as much pussy as possible. Of course I couldn’t exactly tell my parents that pussy was what I wanted to major in. As March came my parents started having talks with me about my lack of goals and any specific course of study I wanted to pursue at college. My mom and dad sat me down on Spring Break and had a long talk with me. My dad did most of the talking. Look son if you go to college when you aren’t ready, and you end up dropping out because of bad grades or lack of motivation you aren’t going to get a do over as we aren’t wealthy like most of your friend’s parents are. The absolute worst thing you could do is go to college for a couple of years and then drop out as you will be stuck with student loans to repay. Me and you mom have decided we would like for you to work for your Uncle Brian this summer and see if you …
LADY ARWEN-SEX SLAVE.
I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS DEPICTED IN THIS STORY. Lady Arwen sat bound and on her knees in the orc war master's camp tent.She had been there for a year now after being captured from Rivendell.Her kidnapper was an uruk type orc who had been a war master of Mordor and had survived the fall of Sauron.Strong and brutal,he had attacked her bodyguard of two elf soldiers, bound her in strong ropes and proceeded to rape her three beautiful hand maidens,leaving them naked,covered and full of thick,fertile,yellow orc seed and obviously pregnant with his half-breed children. He had proceeded to carry her away swiftly and it could have been days before they noticed her absence as she was prone to wander around. He had taken her deep into the mountains of mordor,somewhere no one would expect to find them.He had then informed her of her new role as his mistress. 'Listen here you elven whore.Your mine now.My property.You will service me and keep my body warm at night.I'll use that whore of a body of yours whenever I want to and make no mistake about it.Should I want offspring you will bear and nourish them in your womb.' She had tried to rebel.But only once.He had beaten the rebelliousness out of her in one night and one night only.After her looks had come back from her battered format after she healed, he had raped her.Hard.He had thrust his huge cock straight into her and torn her virginity in one go, smashing through her cervix into her womb.He had punished her pussy, fucking …
Found Out and Sissified by Wife
My wife stormed into the room and threw the red lacy panties in my face. "What the fuck is this Bill? Who is she?" I swallowed hard with the realization I had just been found out. "It's not what you think babe" I stammered trying to quickly think of san easy way out. "How the fuck can it not be what I think? I find a pair of panties in the pocket of your coat. They're not mine, they smell like perfume that is not mine, and they have what I'm pretty sure is dried cum on them. So tell me, what am I supposed to think?". My face was burning with embarrassment and I'm sure it was beet red. "I have something I need to tell you" I said. "Goddam right you do fucker, and if it's what I think it is I'm going to take everything from you in the divorce". "There's no need for a divorce. Come with me". I led her into our office and I sat down in front of the computer and started clicking to the files I had hidden. She stood with her arms crossed and stared at me impatiently. Finally I had the folder I wanted. This was the moment I had been dreading, but at the same time I was relieved to have it come out into the open. I opened the folder which was full of photos and started a slideshow. There it was on the screen in full display for my wife to see. One image after another of me in my lace panties, my thong, fishnets, nylons, lingerie, some with my cock poking out, some with my cock tucked away, some with precum wetting the front of my panties from the excitement of it. Then finally, the …
me and her
As I sat at home with my Flesh light in hand I began to use it for my 9 inch cock slowly stroking. Intensely I begin to do it more rapidly until about a half an hour later I was done. I wish she was here. At this time I was wondering if my friend was doing so I Text her she text back I can't talk right now in the middle of something. I know what that something was she was up there with her dolphin on her clit rubbing her swollen pink pussy. This was a slow intense process. As she rubbed a little harder. Now at this time she put her dolphin deep down inside her swollen pink pussy after a few minutes the dolphin wasn't doing to trick. So she brought out her rabbit multifunction vibrator. As she was going through its functions she began to morn her body began to shake her eyes are now in the back of her head. but she kept going she had a deep down inside her pussy going through its functions in the little rabbit ears were against your clit rubbing it so lightly. She kept yanking it in and out in and out until 35 minutes later she started to squirt. She said to herself this is one of the best orgasms I had. I wish he was here. They were just Friends but the one wanting to be more he wanted to be lovers. But the one just got a divorce and the other one was still married. Yet they still text each other. Then one day the urge was too great they both met at the motel. With their toys and in hand they got relaxed with a few drinks. They both went in and got into the shower they …
An Evening With Amelia
My first job after college was with a large accounting firm in Philadelphia. Shortly after I had started, they sent me to a week long training class in Atlanta. It was interesting and good to meet people from other parts of the country. The week went quickly until Friday. Being new to the business world, I was not aware of the unwritten rule that offsite classes and meeting always end at noon on Friday so people could arrange Friday flights home. I had scheduled myself to leave Saturday morning. I returned to my hotel and went to the workout room. I ran hard for an hour and did some weights, went back to my room and took a nap. I woke around 5:00 and flipped through the TV dials, wondering why I was wasting time in a city I had never visited before. The reason was that I was alone, and I am not the kind of person to do things alone. Then I remembered my college roommate telling me of a nice lesbian bar in Atlanta called My Sister's Place. I did not consider myself a lesbian, or even bi, but my roommate and I had relieved each other's tension from time to time during the three years we roomed together. I thought a lesbian bar might be a place to have a quiet drink and not be bothered by guys on the make. I felt a little delicious thrill at the prospect of stepping outside my comfort zone. After I showered and dried my hair, I was about to put on a pair of jeans and a tee. I notice the "dress up" clothes I had brought and not worn, and decided "what the heck". I put on a white …
Cal, My Wife and the Card Game
I was playing poker with three of my friends and had lost almost all of my money. My wife was really pissed off at me for losing so much money. Two of my friends called it a night, and that left me and Calvin. Calvin had been the big winner that night, and my wife asked him to give me back the money I'd lost. He looked at her for a few moments, then looked at me and said, "I'll make you a deal." He said that he'd give me a chance to win it back, if my wife would ante up one piece of clothing in each hand. The more I won, the less my wife would have to take off, plus I'd also get the cash in the pot. My wife looked over at me, I looked at her, and she answered for both of us by putting a shoe on the table. My luck didn't change, and before I knew it, my wife was standing beside the table in nothing but her bra and panties. With shaking hands she reached up and unhooked her bra. My wife has beautiful 36B breasts that are firm and round and capped with small light pink nipples. She tossed her blond hair and let it partially cover her tits. I finally won a hand, so my wife was able to leave her bra in the pot. I knew she was nervous and she excused herself long enough to get us all a drink. On the next hand I lost again, and my wife slowly turned around and took off her panties. Her gorgeous ass was pointed right at Calvin, and I noticed him rubbing his stiff cock through his pants. My wife looked over at me and said, "Great, now we're broke and I've even lost my favorite …
The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 5-9
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 05 Why Couldn’t They Have Been Trolls? “Yum, I can’t wait to crack open their bones, and suck out their marrow. That’s my favorite part, Lorrey.” For some reason I can’t quite put my finger on, that really isn’t the best sentence to hear when waking up. To make matters worse, my feet are dead, and three large green creatures are dancing around a small fire. Nauseously, they’re doing that on the ceiling. Or I’m hanging upside down by my feet. Yeah, probably the later one. My head feels like Zeus tried to play roller derby in it, and my eyes are bulging from having been down-side-up for too long. The ropes around my ankles and wrists have caused them to go numb. “Angela,” I whisper, hoping the ugly things won’t be able to hear me while they talk about how they’re going to cook us. “I’m here,” she says loudly enough to make me flinch. “Don’t worry, they have terrible hearing.” I look at the creatures again, and a thought hits me. “Shouldn’t they have turned to stone in the sunlight?” “That’s trolls that suffer from that curse. These are orcs. Somewhat smarter and not quite as ugly,” she replies calmly, and I realize she must have a plan for getting us out of here. “Naw, I prefer to suck out their marrow before cracking their bones,” a different orc states. Smarter than Trolls? How dumb can trolls be? “How are we going to get out of here?” I ask, hoping to be let in on it. “They’ll cook and eat you first,” she tells me evenly, …
Emily Takes Care of the Ranchhand
Life on a working farm can be tough, even though the Tolson’s were experienced ranchers. Ever since she was born, Emily’s family had lived on a working ranch in Texas, where the hot summers took their toll on everyone. Her parents worked non-stop tending to the cattle, shipping the animals when they were fully grown and doing other chores like baling hay for the winter, keeping the grounds neat and managing the young farmhands that they hired every summer when school got out. There was plenty of work to do, and there could never be enough helpers. For her part, Emily was more of a spectator than an active participant in the work. She was 16, about 5’4” tall, 110 pounds, with long brown curly hair, and quite athletic, but not really cut out for ranch work. Emily’s idea of helping the family was finding a bale of hay out in the sun, and laying out in her bikini until she was sufficiently tanned, being careful to stay out of the way of the people who were actually contributing. Emily had 2 older brothers, Kirk, 19, and Brent, 17, who took care of all of the hard work, only stopping to check out their sister’s shade of tan when they could steal a quick glance. There were plenty of times when Emily wished she lived in a big city, with a mall and lots of restaurants to go to, and more girls and boys her age to be friends wit, but this was her lot in life, and she had no choice. With Kirk leaving for college and Brent not far behind, the family sat down one weekend, and finally …
Sheryl 2
While away during the business trip, Sheryl and I exchanged txts flirting and trying to get a gauge of whether or not what had happened that Sunday night would progress to something else. Could’ve it been only two drunk workers submitting to a night of passion? I was to arrive back in Pittsburgh a Friday night. The flight was long and we had planned to get together for dinner around 8pm. I got to my apartment showered, got ready and went to buy her some flowers. Just before I arrived to my apt she had texted asking for me to let her know when I was going to leave for her place. So I did. I went to a grocery to get some wine, flowers and yes, condoms as well. While I was waiting at the register I got a text from her with a pic. It was a pic of her thong and caption read: ‘be ready or don’t come at all’. My dick went hard instantly and my heart started to pound really fast. I guess it hadn’t been only a onetime thing. Or could she only be joking around? Her place was only a few blocks away from the grocery store so I quickly arrived there after getting the txt. My heart was really beating hard not sure what to expect, I rang the doorbell and went upstairs, knocked on her apartment door. She opened the door and hugged me, then took the flowers to the kitchen and set them in water. She was playing it really cool. I watched her as she walked to the kitchen, that incredible but, moving left and right, left and right. Sheryl was wearing a jeans miniskirt and a white shirt and …
the flight home ( 11 )
The trip back to Australia, always seems to be longer than coming to the UK, so after we had dinner, and the aircraft was put into semi darkness for people to sleep, I got my laptop and camera down to download the pictures of my holiday, most of them of course was from my fun with my sister and the guys, as I had left the camera out for others to use when we played, as first Pauline didnt want her face in any pictures, by the end of the 2 weeks she didn't care, and more so after we had skyped with my family. I was sitting near the back and the plane was probley half full, so the attendant didnt mind me moving to the rear seat's, so I didn't distrube the woman near me. I hooked up the camera, and started downloading the picture's, my cock and mind remembering the fun, as each picture came into view. I saw the male flight attendant walk up the far lisle, but he wasnt looking my way any way from there he couldn't see. When they had all down loaded, I set about moving them into the wedding pictures and the few family pictures I had taken and of course the bulk of them Pauline and me playing. I must admit, as I was moving the sexy one's my cock got hard once more, and I sat looking at several of them for some time, the one of her being fucked by Jerry or me being fucked by Jerry, or mainly the ones of either of us taking Jerry and Lee's cock at the same time, they looked great, espically the ones where who ever took the pictures got between the legs and shot up, showing both …
Bailey and Jade part 11
SHOUTOUT TO Imnoangel FOR THE IDEAS FOR THIS STORY It was a couple days after the wonderful birthday Jade had had. Bailey decided to take her sister shopping. They went out to the mall to get some clothes, and to screw around for a while, happy to be out of the house. They tried on all the cutest bra and underwear combos, as well as some skirts, jeans, tops, and whatever the hell else they could find. It didn't matter, they were having fun. Bailey decided on a pair of tight jeans and a pink crop top that showed off her belly and breasts nicely. Very hot. Jade chose a light green skirt with an adorable shirt to match. The skirt, if you looked at the right angle, was transparent enough that you could see her butt, which bounced as she stepped. The mall had a movie theater, and they decided to go watch something. What they decided on was the newest chick flick, a drama about vampires and werewolves like always, played by the cutest actors all the girls drooled over. "Can I borrow your chapstick sis?" Jade asked. "Sure whatever" Bailey answered, lost in the movie. Jade reached toward her purse that was in her lap, but instead reached into her jeans and felt her lips through the thin material she was wearing underneath. She inhaled sharply through her nostrils and her eyes widened, but she didn't move. Jade smiled, and knew she had her big sister right where she wanted her. She continued to feel her, grabbing her panties and pulling them against her slit, which was getting …
Tracing Explosions
I'll never learn anything about you by skimming surfaces, so I traced our steps to find what keeps tying you and I together, following the years back to a spark and a wick becoming one to light your home and cast out the phantoms that knew you more than I ever could. It wasn't wrong to want to be so close, to want your heart to encase mine when I've seen skin turn to stone from what we've known, when I've seen eyes turn from bright gems to colorless orbs of glass. I'll keep folding and unfolding until your hands meet mine to keep these seams from spilling, maybe I was too fragile, but don't ever say I forgot how to love. I'll never learn about you by skimming statues, so I traced our symbols to find what keeps us so tethered together, following the keys time clenched in our shivering hands to gifts and whispers I told you to hold onto if I ever leave this vessel, that I may know you better as a phantom forever floating through your voice. It wasn't wrong to want you so much, to want your heart to absorb mine when I've seen live wires turn to dead cords, tendrils carrying blood from one canal to another. I'll keep folding and unfolding until your face meets mine to stop these seams from exploding, maybe I was too fragile, but don't ever say I forgot how to love. You'll never learn about me by skimming remnants, you'll have to trace the fires inside me to find the bright explosions combusting together, torching through all the phantoms that reach you more than I ever knew how to. It wasn't so wrong to want your heart to encase mine, but no matter how fragile I was. Don't ever say I forgot how to love.
Aloof Coworker – Chapter 2
She closed her eyes and gave herself over to the tears, they ran and she was starting to get a stuffy nose… she felt something soft on her face and opened her eyes to his tongue licking up her tears. She felt chills run straight to her nipples and clit, the both fully hardened again and she felt her ass clench repeatedly the toy heightening the sense of fullness, stimulation and arousal… Why would his licking tears have affected her that way, maybe it was the beatific smile on his face. She started to struggle to breathe her nose plugging because of the tears, her eyes were getting bigger, and she worked harder and harder to draw her breath in. He said “Slut, I will remove the gag but you will not scream or yell for help. You will behave or it will do things to you that will make you wish that you had never met me. Do you understand, you little fucking bitch?” Things were starting to dim, she was not getting enough air. She nodded her head and knew she meant it. He reached out and undid the gag. She sucked air in and filled her lungs with glorious air. Once more bursting in to tears. A part of her seemed to be standing back and was saying, “Another round of tears? What kind of a little weak bitch are you?” She burned with shame and tried to get her tears under control. She levelled herself out and was able to get her emotions once more under control. SLAP Her entire world narrowed down to the pain in her pussy, she opens her mouth and takes a rapid breath to squeal and …
Trip to Yellowstone Part 2
Trip to Yellowstone Part 2 Chapter 1 I was a little nervous as we set up camp, Cindy and Amy had not indicated if they were going to stick around Yellowstone with me for a while, or find another ride and continue their travels. I figured I would ask after we finished setting up and had dinner so I knew what to plan. I had to admit, it had been a lot of fun having them with me this part of the trip and really would not mind if they stayed for the whole trip. The girls as usual were running around in bikini tops and shorts, getting dinner ready. They decided burgers and potato salad for dinner would be fine, and also easy to fix. We had found a nice spot in one of the more remote campgrounds, and so far we were the only ones using it. I guess most of the other campers wanted all the modern stuff. We had a lake instead of a pool and latrines instead of fancy bathrooms but with the motor home we had everything we needed anyway. After we had finished, the girls cleared the trash off the picnic table, and we sat watching the animals in the valley that sloped away from the flat where the motorhome was parked. After a couple of minutes of watching the view, I got us each a beer and sat down by the girls. What are your plans from here I asked, figuring if they wanted to leave it was better to find out now. From the look on their faces they must have been thinking about this also. Amy glanced at Cindy like she was supposed to handle this. Cindy waited a second before answering, I guess …
Trans-family pt 2
As morning light glinted through the window of Jasons room he awoke with a start. In a panic he sat up searching bleary eyed for his alarm clock. “Shit” he though, “Why didn’t it go off, what time is?” Then it dawned on him, it was Saturday. With a sigh of relief he let himself relax and fall back onto his bed, but as he fell his head connected with the headboard and pain shot through his skull. “Fuck!” He yelled, grabbing his head with both hands and rubbing furiously. Lexi had been on her way back from the bathroom when she heard the commotion. Pausing outside his door she opened it to peak in. Seeing her older brothers’ distress she let herself in and stood by his bed watching him for a moment. “What happened?” she finally asked Jason looked up from rubbing his head to see his sister standing there with a concerned arch to her eyebrows. Feeling slightly foolish he waved absently at the headboard, “Hit my head on the fuckin…….thing.” he mumbled as he returned to nursing the goose egg that was forming on the back of his head. Lexi raised her eyebrows and put a hand over her mouth to try and stifle a laugh, but she wasn’t entirely successful and a small mirthful squeak found its way out. Jason looked up at his little sister. “You think that’s funny?” he asked laying back down again, more carefully this time. Lexi shook her head still trying to suppress her smile. Suddenly Jason lunged up and grabbed her by the leg. “You think that’s funny!” he bellowed as he dragged her …
Spring afternoon dlight
It was a beautiful spring afternoon. I had just finished a project, and thought I would leave work early to begin the weekend. I arrived home shortly afternoon and let myself into the townhouse I shared with my wife. We had been married for a couple of years and we were doing well. I walked through the downstairs and there were no signs of my wife. Suddenly I heard her voice and started up the stairs. Walking slowly I heard her again this time a low moan. I paused and listened. Another moan then heard the steady sounds our bed makes as we are making love. I was frozen in my tracks, my mind was racing, is she cheating on me? Our bed continued to rock and her muffled moans increased. Slowly I tip toed up the stairs. I peeked around the corner into our bed room and saw Laurie straddling a very dark black man. Slowly rising and lowering back down on him. His dark hands were roaming over her ass. I jerked back around the corner before I was seen. I heard a slap and a squeal followed by another moan. The tempo increased as did the sounds of pleasure coming from Laurie. I slowly walked down the stairs and out the door. I got into my car and pulled away. A tear rolled down my cheek, I brushed it away. Slowly I was coming out of my shock and became aware of tightness in my trousers. I had a major erection. As I drove I started rubbing it. Mixed thoughts running through my mind, that bitch, how long has she been cheating, I love her, she is a slut, fucking a black man, she was so …
30 Days in Jail
I had been pulled over for seat belt violation. When the cop ran my license and plates he found that I had a warrant for an unpaid ticket. As a result I ended up going to jail. When I went to court the next day the judge asked why I had't paid the fine. I told him that I had simply forgotten about it. Unimpressed he decided to for go the fine and instead gave me 30 days in jail. I was stunned to say the least. Once I got to the jail the officers informed me that if I stayed out of trouble I would be out in two weeks. They processed me into the jail and assigned me a cell. Arriving at the cell block it was two tiered and there were about 30 people in there. As I went to my cell I seen a slim black guy sitting on the lower bunk. I introduced myself and he said his name was Louis. I threw my stuff on the top bunk and he began to give me the low down on how things worked in there. He told me chow times, who to stay away from, how to use the phone, shower times, etc. I thanked him for the lowdown and we went about our own business. He went out to the day room area and I took a nap. At count time he came into the cell and during the count Louis told me he was back from prison awaiting a court date to reduce his sentence. He said he had already done 4 years and when he went to court he would be going home. I asked him how he endured 4 years without being free. He said that prison has everything the outside has except pussy. We laughed about it, but inside I wondered what he had …
She asked for it
—–We meet —– We meet in a mutual place away from everyone unknown to all, like a warehouse on a rainy twilight evening . You know what you want , you know what you come for . These people with their hoopla of "Shades of Grey" you know we've been doing this so much before they wrote the book. You go to the back door of an old brick wall , the door is black like this darker side we like to visit. Upon entering there's a lonely work bench in the middle of the floor , you go up to it placing your things on it . You hear me … I give you simple instructions …. "Take off your clothes " you do so , willingly at that. You turn , seeing me approach out of the shadows wearing a black guinnee tee and black jeans, your naked feeling helpless , but your not scared you know it's ok , it's the rush of putting it in another'so will. With out saying a thing I take your hands and bind them in front of you with soft nylon bindings, then I lift you onto the bench and bind your feet at the ankles and knees. Laying you gently on the hard wooden bench I step back and look at you , your breasts ,,, large , laying to your sides , I take them individually and begin binding them from the base towards the nipples , with each wrap they get harder , as I tighten the bindings they change colors from red to a purple , you feel your nipples tinge as the bindings tighten, you feel a rush you haven't in years run through your body I finish the binds with the ties together and the end laying up under …
Ruby and the Watcher
It was dawn by the time Ruby finished unpacking into her new studio. She celebrated with a shower and a cup of instant coffee, throwing open the huge warehouse doors and watching the sunrise light the cluster of fine old brick buildings around the courtyard. She could not believe her luck finding this place. She must have a guardian angel, somewhere, pulling strings and waving wands. Places like this, in the city, were gold-dust. Fairy dust. Her head buzzed with tiredness and her body ached. All she wanted now was some sleep. Maybe a good, deep shag from New-Boyfriend-Bill too. She could sneak into his flat – now he had given her a key – and ravish him while he was still in bed. He was so gorgeous asleep, and his huge member seemed permanently hard. She could sit on it and surprise him. Or even better, sit on his face, then… She sighed and stopped herself. What was it with exhaustion and horn? Opposite, on one of the upper floors, a doll-faced young woman watered the plants on a lush balcony. She looked like the star of an arty fashion shoot. Whimsical and beautiful with her flowery dress and great long legs and sleek dark hair. The woman noticed Ruby and waved. God her eyes were huge, and jet black. Ruby flushed, as if her earlier imaginings were still muckily visible all over her face. She didn’t wave back. Her phone, shoved in her front jeans pocket, vibrated and Ruby squealed in surprise. She fiddled it out and smirked at the screen. A message from Bill. > Gotta talk. …
Night at the Oil Party – Part 7
“Janet turns you on doesn’t she?” asked Claudia. “I don’t think there’s anyone in these two rooms who don’t turn me on,” I replied. “But yes, I do find redheads very attractive,” I said. “It’s not because she is the skinniest woman in the room?” asked Jack. “Not at all,” I replied. “I actually prefer women with curves to skinny women, plus skinny women tend to be pillow princesses and I’m more into women who are aggressive, confident and like to be active partners,” I continued. “You like aggressive women, eh?” asked Claudia as the sound of someone in the next room having a massive orgasm echoed into our room. “That sounded good,” quipped Janet, as she came up from Shelly’s mouth after giving her a deep French kiss. “Go suck on his cock for me honey,” said Shelly, and with that we watched Janet get up and walk over to Marcus who stood up off the bed at the foot and held Janet’s hands and gave her a deep kiss. You could see Janet melt into the muscular body of Marcus as they kissed. “Ray honey,” said Janet. “Yes dear,” responded Ray. “I’d like to watch you make Shelly come very hard and fuck her for me. Would you do that?” asked Janet. “Marcus and Shelly, is that ok with you two?” added Janet. “Fine with me,” replied Shelly. Marcus looked over Shelly who was completely naked and covered in glistening baby oil. Her large 38DD breasts were so beautiful in the light and her curvy white body was begging for attention. “Ray, I’d like you to fuck the shit out of her. Do you mind …
Mom and son go to doctor part 1
Diane and Brian Adams married young. Soon after their honeymoon Brian got a promotion and they purchased a bigger house. They moved away from the city into suburban Long Island. Diane was a good mother and very devoted to her f****y. f****y activities were rather normal: picnics on the beach during the summer and ice skating during the winter. Brian kept excelling at work which he paid for by having less time to spend with the f****y so Diane played a major role in raising their k**s. She was a great housekeeper and a great mother. She was very protective and would rather get up early to drive them to school then trust the school bus driver. When they needed help with homework it was mostly her who was there. When her k**s got sick she took them to the doctor. She was a pragmatic woman who understood that her husband's job was key in affording a good lifestyle for her k**s. Diane was especially protective over her son Jimmy. Ever since he was a young he had health problems. Their older daughter Lisa wasn't their main concern as she was a tough k** and rarely ever got sick. Over the years Diane ended up spending a lot of time with their f****y practitioner, Dr. Linda Hamsley. She was a sharp woman in her late 30s. Even at sixteen years old Jimmy's health was a touchy subject in the household. He often got to stay home sick as he figured out his mother's gullibility when it came to his health. He would often play sick and it proved a great way to get more sl**p and avoid …
Sam And Rosa And Others
On my last work trip to the country I was fortunate enough to be able to have my wife Lisa accompany me. It was a rare pleasure indeed. We always enjoy each other’s company, but these days it’s not often we get some time together by ourselves. While I had to go to work each day I had the luxury of starting at a reasonable hour, and getting back with Lisa relatively early in the afternoon. We were like two k**s in a lolly shop. Lisa was able to go shopping during the day without worrying about c***dren and housework. We were able to return our sex lives back to our pre-c***dren days. We could take away my morning glory in style. We were able to have a matinee in the late afternoon. And of course could take our time through the evenings and luxuriate in the foreplay and sex; naturally our performance with each other quickly improved; that’s the good thing about practice. We stayed in a very nice motel. Our room had a small balcony that overlooked a lovely garden with a sauna room tucked away in one corner, a swimming pool and spa. The balcony was a great spot to have a pre-dinner drink together in the evenings as the sun went down. It was on our third evening there that we decided that after dinner that evening we would try out the sauna, and then have a spa before bed. I made the appropriate arrangements with reception for the keys, assuring them we were not about to disturb the quietness of their establishment. Wrapped in those lovely soft fluffy big white towels that …
My Sisters’ Tits
My Sisters’ Tits I grabbed Vanessa’s waist with both hands and slammed my hips into her heart-shaped butt, forcing the air from her lungs and making her squeal out loud. She twisted her head around so she could look at me as she gaspingly spurred me on to fuck her even harder. Her pussy was as tight and wet as ever and the pressure in my balls was rising fast. Luckily my friend was also getting close again, rubbing her clit like a maniac and moaning ever louder with each of my thrusts. Vanessa had already told me it wasn't her safe period, so I knew I had to pull out soon, but she reminded me all the same. “Don’t forget to pull out before you cum, you can’t come inside me today” she groaned as she grabbed the pillow and pushed her butt firmly back at me. “Will you suck me off then?” I asked, even though I knew she wouldn’t. Vanessa wasn’t like her friend Susie, who would gladly make me cum with her mouth whenever I couldn’t finish inside her. However, Susie was in a committed relationship right now, so she wasn’t as often available for a casual fuck as she used to be. “No way!” Vanessa grunted while another orgasm hit her, turning her protest into ¬an unintelligible moan. Never have I fucked a girl that could cum as easily or as frequently as she. “At least let me cum on your tits if I can’t cum in your pussy” I groaned while I kept pumping her quivering cunt. “Do you have to? Why can’t you just use a tissue?” she panted, barely concealing her annoyance that she had to talk …
Wife Training
Wife Training It started with an email, as it usually does. My postings on the Internet describes me as a 'slut trainer', and I get frequent queries as to what that involves. The queries are usually from husbands, or Doms that cannot administer proper training themselves, for whatever reason. I explain that I achieve my goals through bondage and discipline, including, but not limited to, whips, leather straps, paddles, canes, clamps, breast and vaginal punishment and punishment enemas. Many times I never hear back from them, but occasionally, as in this case, they wish to continue the correspondence. This was a husband, and apparently he had started a bdsm relationship with his wife a few months before. They discovered that she was a submissive at heart, and he wanted her to be totally subservient, but he didn't know how to go about it. I explained to him that I wasn't an advice columnist, but if he wished to put her in my care, I could produce the results he wanted. He wanted to know how long it would take, and how much it cost. I explained that it depended on the individual, that some women had more mental baggage than others, and that needed to be dealt with, but a minimum of two weeks for starters, and possibly on-going instruction in the future. I told him that my services didn't require cash, that my reward was in the final outcome. I said I did it because I enjoyed doing it, that I was retired, and could devote myself 24/7 to her training. I told him that the time …