Over the past couple of months Andrea and I had gotten used to each other and we were getting to be quite the couple. She had cut her hair and changed the color so she looked a lot different than that awful night that I had first met her. She was getting braver about going out in town and I think most of her fears were gone. We had become good friends as well as accomplished lovers. She was a very loving woman and she had more than made up to me for anything that I had given her or done for her. We liked the same things and we got along better as the time passed. She had talked about returning to her family and I told her that she could do whatever she desired and that I would support and help her in any way that I could. She just smiled at me and kissed my cheek. One Saturday afternoon we were at the mall in town and I told her that this was the store that I had shopped for her clothing on that first day. She insisted that we stop in and thank the sales clerk that helped me out that day. We walked into the store and that was when I realized that it was the famous women’s wear store from the super bowl commercials. I didn't remember seeing that many bras and panties the day I was there. We walked around and looked at beautiful underwear and sure enough the sales lady that helped me came over and asked if she could help us. I looked at her and told her that she had helped me on that day and she smiled and told us that she remembered. “This woman is just as beautiful as you …
Old Man Fantasy Becomes a Reality
While I am 39 years old, I have always thought of myself as shy. By nature I am a sensible and cautious woman, but over the past few years I have developed a strong fantasy that has begun to consume me. This is the story of that fantasy becoming a reality. When I found myself single a few years ago following a difficult break up, I had trouble sleeping. At night I would browse the Internet, at first just reading news and current affair sites. After stumbling across a few porn sites and at first ignoring them, out of boredom I began to spend more time exploring the different categories. It didn't take long before I had to admit to myself, shameful as it was, that the porn I most often watched involved dirty old men with young women. They were also the videos that most excited me, never failing to get me wet and eagerly touching myself. The older the man the better. In fact I preferred the most ugly, fat, old men, using women for their pleasure. None of my friends would ever guess this would interest me. It simultaneously repulsed me that I enjoyed it while making me super horny. After a few months of compulsively watching dirty old men porn videos I began to join sex chat rooms. Only chatting with very old men, I loved describing to them how I would service them and hearing them talk about fucking me hard. The fantasy was just getting stronger. Eventually I put a profile up on a sex dating site. Never having done anything like this before I was surprised by the huge volume of …
Shoot it on her Prego Tummy – An Adult Story
I had only lived in my small apartment for about two weeks. I was done unpacking and getting settled in. The last box I opened was my BBQ grill. It was small but did the job. I reached into my fridge to pull out a steak and a cold beer. I dumped some charcoal in the grill just outside my sliding glass door. I then tossed the steak on the grill. I put some tin foil on two ears of corn and a bake potato. I tossed them on the hot side of the grill. I was sipping my beer, minding my own business. I could see the smoke coming from under the hood of the grill. My apartment building runs up next to some houses. There was a long 8ft fence that ran down the left side of my apartment. It was directly behind me as I kept drinking my beer. I was wearing a black shirt and some tan cargo shorts. I was barefoot in the just cut green grass. “Hello! Neighbor!!” I heard a male voice. I barely turned my head to see a gate open into my back yard. I guess my neighbors had access into my yard. I did not even notice the gate when I first walked outside. I shrugged my shoulders and turned my body to face my neighbor. He was about 5ft 4 and in his mid fifties. He was wearing a tight white wife beater top, that hung over his beer gut. He had a beer in one hand and was pulling up his loose bathing shorts. I waved to him as he got closer. “Doug Swartz! Nice to meet you young man. You must be the new renter?” He said. I smiled. “Nice to meet you. Buck Kelly!” I said. “Tammy!!! Move you big ass over …
Claires New Found Confidence
When Claire returned to DC she did so with a new found level of confidence. She called Carmen from the back of the cab on her way in from the airport and asked her to meet her at home. Claire kissed her mother upon arrival and they briefly caught up on things. When Carmen arrived, Claire stepped out into the hallway of their condo and greeted Carmen with a passionate tongue probing kiss. Carmen was still getting the words “what the fuck” out her mouth, as Claire grabbed her hand and pulled her into the apartment. Pleasantries were exchanged with Claire’s mom, but she barely looked up from her computer. Claire still hadn’t let go of Carmen’s hand and she continued to drag her down the hall to her bedroom. Once behind closed doors Claire kissed Carmen again, and this time her tongue was given easy access to her mouth. Carmen caught her breath, “What’s gotten into you Claire? I mean I know we fool around, but we’re just friends, we’re not lesbians or anything…” Claire’s new found confidence refused to waiver, “Carmen, we’re best friends, and right now this best friend wants to see her best friend naked. I’ve missed you.” “I’ve missed you too, like crazy, but this is getting a bit intense, I mean I like being with you and how you make me feel, but I still like guys.” “We both still like guys, but it doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy being with each other. Being with guys is different, this is just for us." There was a light rap on the door, and Claire’s mom announced that she had to …
Shattered Memories Ch 3
The next morning, Sarah was almost her usual self. She acted like nothing had happened. The guy in me was distressed by this, because this extremely attractive girl who I lived with made a move on me, then went and ignored the entire event. I think most of you know EXACTLY how that feels and it is, indeed, a very frustrating feeling. Nonetheless, I kept my cool and went along with it. Sarah made me smile so easily, I didn't really care that I wasn't about to sleep with her. Don't get me wrong, I would be very much cool with it, but I wasn't about to start pining over something as ridiculous as that. Okay, at this point you might be wondering, Oscar, exactly how the fuck are you so mellow? Well, frankly, I'm not. But every time I get frustrated, I put myself in the scope of things. How big of a deal is the situation that is frustrating me? Is it life changing? Or is it just an obstacle, in the massive river that is life? I lied, by the way. I'm not… that normal. People have described me as "lost potential". I am, apparently, good at everything I do, but never invested enough to excel. I'm handsome, but I don't take advantage of it (and would prefer wearing trackpants to denim, or a hoodie rather than a coat). I'm physically strong, but certainly not a body builder. I am dedicated and hardworking…. but, like people say, I'm unmotivated. I like to think I'm lazy, but I know that's bullshit. I get up every morning and run a few miles, hit the basketball court, do pushups …
Two Girls and a Birthday
Two Girls and a Birthday *************WARNING****************** This story depicts sex between a father and his daughter and his niece. If this subject matter offends you then turn away now. ******************************************* Thankfully, and mercifully, birthdays come only once a year. Differing from what might be considered any ‘standard’ holiday, a birthday is unique to each one of us. Solely our own, and as individual as our finger prints, each one of us has that one special day a year where we can spoil ourselves a bit and not catch any grief for it. My birthday is no different. Whether at home or out on the road, doing something special on my birthday is as engrained as breathing. And this year was no exception. When out on the road, my birthday usually consists of a quiet drink in a bar or pub, and I always have the same thing. I have one shot of whiskey, 1 beer, and I have one cigarette. Call it a throw back to my college days when I would listen to George Thorogood and the Delaware Destroyers, it has been a tradition of mine for more than 25 years. But when I am at home, I do things a little differently. I still have my shot and a beer, and I go out on the patio to have my cigarette, but it usually is not as quiet. But my family understands and they give me the little while I need to sit back and reflect on my life. This year I had a lot to reflect on. I had lost Kayko, Mark, and Shiori in one night, and Saki had lost her father. The dynamics of my family …
He Released Me From My Cage
Well played, tamer of lionesses Every deception so obvious from out here But I lived and loved every lie, back when I was under the spell You turned the light on, and I can see all the wires Just because I know how the magic is made Doesn't stop it being real magic You can turn the lights out again if you like I'll believe in it still, I promise You trained me to be the digital to her analogue Skillfully, it was the opposite of me Unconsciously, you loved another version of her Blindly Little boy, afraid of his own destiny I had a lesson for you too, for after I restored your sight It's still in the house I built for you when I fell in love I'll keep it safe forever, although I doubt you'll ever come to claim it Considering that, not so well played at all Instead I have to live on, untamed and alone Reverting to my feral state now my trainer has gone Knowing that you want to stay blind because the sight of my real soul makes you run away And that the size of my love terrifies you.
Hole in the Wall
Justin was coming upstairs to go to bed. He’d been up late watching a baseball game downstairs and since it was summer, his parents didn’t really care how late he stayed up at night. Better to be up late at home than out causing trouble, they figure. As he came down the hall towards his bedroom, he sees a shape crouching in the hallway. Curious, he approaches softly until he can see it’s his younger sister Emily peeking in through the door to their parents’ bedroom. The bedroom door is open just a crack and a faint ray of light is peeking out. Suddenly Justin puts everything together. He bets their parents are making love again and Emily is watching the action. Despite getting up in years, he knew that their parents still had sex at least twice a week. He could even hear them sometimes from his adjacent bedroom. Justin stood there for a moment deciding what to do. He hadn’t really noticed his sister sexually before, but she has filled out quite a big over the last few years from an annoying brat to a nicely proportioned young woman. Maybe if he plays this right, he can have some fun with her. Justin creeps up behind Emily, standing so that he is blocking the hallway and the path to her bedroom door. Emily is so engrossed in the scene that she’s watching that she doesn’t notice Justin at all. As Justin gets into position, he can see through the crack that Mom is sitting on top of Dad while he was massaging her breasts. When Justin is in position, he taps Emily’s shoulder, …
SEXUALLY FREE: PART 3 FMF
As we pulled into the drive from having dinner and drinks for Ashley's birthday, I smiled seeing Ben's car was in the drive, which meant he was already home… I kissed her breifly before we got out of the car, and as we walked to the door she stumbled a tiny bit, she was a little tipsy. I opened the door and saw Ben asl**p on the couch, so we made our way to my bedroom quietly. I grabbed Ashley's waist and pulled her small frame to me and kissed her softly. I ran my fingers lightly up and down her arms and was rewarded with her quickly forming goosebumps. I smiled and tossed my hair to the side to place a few soft kisses down her neck and over her shoulders… "There's only one way I can think of that would make your birthday perfect. …" I said. Lost in the feelings I was stirring within her, she smiles, half mumbles, "Hmmm, what?" "You trusting me to give you the biggest orgasam ever." "And how do you propose that….?" I look toward the closed bedroom door. "What?" She inquires. "Let him join us. Let him fuck you with that huge dick of his, while I lick you and make you cum. It's amazing, I promise. I'm dying to see his cock stuffed all the way inside you." I dont know if it was the months of asking, or if she was just feeling good enough that she let her guard down, or what, but she looks at me and said, "Okay" It took me a second to realize she finally agreed to my favorite thing ever, a threesome. I opened the door, and he was still sl**ping peacefully on the couch. …
MOTHERS DAY (A Lesbian Tale)
MOTHER’S DAY (a lesbian tale) Anna was the first to get to the hotel restaurant. She was always early at these things. In her early 40s, Anna had a high-strung job with the bank and had trouble relaxing even when it came to day-to-day events. She looked around nervously and wrung her hands. The hotel lobby was full of people but she couldn’t see her mother or Ashley. She hoped nobody had had cold feet and cancelled. Her cellphone was on and nobody had called. Finally she saw a hand waving. It was Ashley with a lady she figured was her mother. She hugged Ashley, whom she shared an office with, her cell-mate as she called her. The two women were somewhat extremes in looks and behavior. Anna was short, dark-haired and pudgy while Ashley was a tall blonde with small breasts. Ashley was as calm as Anna was nervous. They were about the same age. Both were still dressed in their skirt and blouse outfits they wore at work. “Anna, this is my mother Joanne”, smiled Ashley “I’m so glad to meet you Joanne…or should I call you Mrs. Wringley ?”, blushed Anna “Please…it’s Joanne”, answered Ashley’s mother who was more Anna’s height. “Ashley told me so much about you, it’s great to finally meet you”, giggled Anna. Joanne’s face was quite tanned and beginning to show some wrinkles. She was 59 and slim but showed some interesting curves above and under her waist. Unless she dyed her hair, she looked like a brunette with lots of fun left in her. “One other person I was promised to meet is your …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 26 Cindy, David and I Have Some DP Fun
Sharing Cindy Chapter 26 “A Night of Double Penetration” I have been asked both about whether Cindy is into anal sex, and whether I have been involved in any double penetration with her. I initially wasn’t going to document the following event, simply because it involves our friend David and I have written about a couple of our times with him, but I will share this to satisfy those who requested. It was a fun night for us all the way around. It began with Cindy, David and I going to see a trio of metal bands at a local venue. We were really enjoying the show and David had been very generous with buying drinks. I had to keep a fairly clear head as I was driving, however both he and Cindy were getting hammered. The following day was the start of a holiday weekend and the mood was right for fun. Cindy, of course, had dressed to kill with a tight leather mini and a black tank top that, once stretched over her boobs, became very thin and in the lights from the stage; you could make out the shape of her tits. She had on a pair of stay-up thigh high stockings and her black dominatrix heels. I call them that because they had all sorts of buckles and zippers on them and looked like something a woman with a whip would have on. I loved standing behind her as she moved her body to the music. It was always fun to have her shake her ass and rub it against the front of my pants. I was having a great time and started to get a little stiff. I know all the guys around us, and even the guys on …
Shredder Part 1
Eddie heard Christine’s screams fill the basement like a chorus of banshees over the howling roar of the big chainsaw, her wild-eyed, terror-driven fear through the blue haze of smoke that poured from the saw. The chain sprayed oil on her bare abdomen, between her bare breasts, up her neck, into her open, screaming mouth and eyes. Her terror was palpable, alive; it coursed through Eddie like a heroin rush. Swinging away from her so suddenly the tip of the whirring chain grazed her shoulder as she lunged up and away in a futile effort to break free from the police-issue handcuffs he’d used to manacle her to the overhead pipe. She shrieked from the sudden pain as he spun to face Sandy, Christine’s best friend, who was hung from a beam opposite her, just five feet away. Sandy’s head hung dejectedly, terrorized for too long to have spirit to fight as Christine did, looking at him with eyes wide with fear, body rigid with fright as he passed the tip of the saw down slowly before her eyes, chain oil spraying her face, only an inch from the whirling cutting edges, gagging on the smoke that belched from the saw toward her. She froze as he slowly moved the bar of the saw down her body, oil spattering her neck, the cleavage between her full breasts; down her belly that suddenly turned itself to water as she pissed herself, shitting involuntarily as the breeze from the big logger’s saw’s oil splash moved below her navel. Eddie knelt on the floor in front of her. She could feel the hot …
Sniff Addiction in the Chaldain Abyss
The whitewashed walls and brick-layed streets of Sandava gleaned bright in the sun, unlike surrounding cultures such as Mandalva, Trocust and Chalda. Those people managed decent lives but not with the oppulence of Sandava. Shadi was the eldest son of a Sandavan High Judge and if he studied well and kept his nose clean, he was the likely successor to his father's high position. He had done well with those things until his 22nd birthday when he began to have feelings and passions that he could not explain. Since his youth, he had enjoyed the storytellers and their great tales of life in those other cities and especially the tales of Chalda and of surreal blue-eyed demon-vixens and super eagles snatching men from the ground. Shadi didn't believe it all, but nonetheless he wondered if a measure of truth might have conceived many a tale. Perhaps the stories were more to keep Sandavan boys from wandering to the strange and foreign charms of their neighbors, especially those of Chalda where the females had those dark and mysterious eyes and smooth aloofness. As he grew into a young man, the storytellers began speaking of sexual tales and most were of Chalda where it was alleged that every form of sexual perversion that any person could desire could be found in the depths of Chalda's many dens of iniquities because, according to legend, the Chaldains nodded their heads to any sex act of any kind, involving willing people, no matter how taboo or forbidden it might be elsewhere. Of …
When I finally Knew
Life is strange, a saying used quite often and one I agree with in many ways. For me life was normal, a great partner, great sex and a very open relationship, we could both talk to each other about anything and everything. There was one thing though that I never mentioned for fear of feeling foolish. My desire to suck another guys cock. I often found myself turned on, watching a porn movie, not at the scenes where the typical blonde porn star was exposing her breasts or playing with her shaven pussy, or even watching her getting fucked by some hot well hung guy, yes it was pleasant but I always got very turned on watching a woman go down on a guy, taking his hard cock in her mouth. I found myself thinking about it while driving home from work, or sitting in the office looking out a window, day dreaming wondering what would it be like, what would it taste like, would it be warm, hard, would I choke, would I swallow if he came. Many questions unanswered over the years. Then one evening my partner, lets call her Dawn for this story came home from work with a surprise. Hi honey guess what I got today, she smiled as she opened the shopping bag and took out a box. From where I was standing in the kitchen I could see a picture of a lady standing, in a leather catsuit wearing a strap on. My mind started racing, I couldn't believe it when Dawn took it out of the box, a leather harness with an 8 inch realistic looking cock, while it was solid and hard it was pliable to touch, Dawn ran …
Sperm Donor
I sat there and listened to my wife and her s****r talk. They had come up with some hair brain idea of starting a sperm donor club. Women would join this club and they would have a list of sperm donor that would donate sperm free of charge. "So this is a swingers club?" I asked them. "No, we would set up a time for the man to be ready when the woman is ovulating, her husband would get her ready and the donor's wife would get him ready and then he would ejaculate into a tube and then it would be given the woman's husband to squirt it up inside her as she orgasims. They would never meet and this would be free." My wife said. "I think it would be better to have several guys ready and they all bang the woman while her husband watches, that way the sperm is fresh and delivered right to the spot and you use three or more men so no one knows who for sure knocked her up and I know several guys that would do that for free also." Was my reply. "You are really gross sometimes." My wife said. So as they continued then I heard my name come up and something about big balls and large loads. Ends up my s****r in-law can not get her husband to knock her up and this is what brought all this about. They can not afford to go to a fertilely doctor so they are trying to get this done on the cheap. "What are you two talking about now?" I asked. "Well we were thinking you could be the first to try this out since you have huge loads and are very fertile." My wife said. "Well okay s*s, drop your …
Holiday Wishes
A wish to be with you this holiday, A sleigh ride in the crisp air. Sweet kisses in this magical sleigh, The wind blowing at our hair. Warm cocoa shared it's very hot, To be with you and hold you tight. The warmth of the drink hits the spot, I love being with you tonight. We walk along the town square, Looking at holiday windows. Children squeezing their teddy bears, The temperature is cold and feels like zero. On an awning lies a branch with mistletoe, We stand beneath it and share a kiss. In the night sky it begins to snow, We're so happy this is total bliss. We go to our house by the sea, You make a wonderful fire. We sip wine and eat crackers with brie, At this moment you're all I desire. We sit by our Christmas tree, A CD plays holiday songs. We're together it's just you and me, This is where I really belong. We give each other presents, But you're all I really need. It's not about what we spent, A holiday toast we say "Godspeed." We undress and hold each other, Kisses deep with passion. Now we become each other's lover, Lots of love and lots of compassion. Our bodies are entwined, We make passionate love here. Our bodies are now aligned, Sweet nothings said in my ear. I love you so very much, As we come together. I love to feel your touch, These times are what I treasure. Even though you're an ocean away, I would love to be with you. Spending all nights and every day, Some day perhaps this will come true.
Outed at My Office
In the 1980's I was working as a System's Implementer for AT&T. My job was to coordinate the installation of large telephone systems, it kept me out of the office about 95% of the time. In 07/1989 our group of 18 people (6 male implementers, 4 female implementers, 5 female order writers, 2 female clerks, and a female supervisor)moved to a small satellite office in Lisle from the main AT&T marketing location in Oak Brook, Illinois. On most days I would just go home from the job site because I rarely completed working until after 5:00P, but this day I got done early and needed to go to the office to drop off some equipment order forms. Since the customer location was closer to the office and I had an early appointment with a new customer who was between my home and the office, I decided to drop off the order forms on my way home. I arrived at the office around 4:20, and really had to use the washroom; since our office was small we had only one unisex washroom. I had been holding on for the 40 minute drive from the clients to my office; so I made a beeline for the washroom. Unfortunately someone was all ready using it, and I had to wait about 5 minutes for her to come out. When she came out I just rushed in, and unfortunately I forgot to lock the door. I had only been in their long enough to drop my pants and sit down on the toilet when one of the clerks walked in. When she saw me sitting on the toilet she froze with the door wide open, and just at that time 2 of the order …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 74: The Yoga Teacher
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 1-73”. *** 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… I have never understood people’s fascination with yoga. Give me a choice between trying to bend by body in ways it was not meant to in a room filled with sweaty people or going for a relaxing run in the fresh air and I will pick the ladder each and every time. Then again, that could be because running always helps me relax and gives my usually busy mind a break. But this fantasy is not about running and if you think it is, I recommend going back to the start and reading the title again. Given what I just said, you are probably wondering how I could possibly have ended up attending a yoga class. The simple answer is: My friend convinced me to accompany …
Giving mum a massages turns out more.
It was a normal Saturday evening and I just finished a take away with mum, it was only us two for most of the evening as dad was out working. Mum had just finished the washing up and came into the front room where I was watching the tele. She sat down on the other sofa and sighed, what's up I said. Oh im just knackered glad to finally sit down and chill, she replied. I had a very good relationships with mum and we was always laughing and joking together, and taking the piss out of each other. Oh you don't do that much I said teasing her back. She just gave me a filthy look back. I was flicking through the channels when mum asked what we was up to tonight as there wasn't much on the tele, was we going to watch a film she asked. I'm not fussed I don't mind and with that we just carried on watching the tele. It got to about half 8 and mum had made us both a cup of tea and we sat now on the same sofa, I turned to mum as she had her head back, you ok there I asked, yeah just aching slightly, we had a big delivery at work and moving all them boxes has made my back and neck tense up. I placed my hand on her shoulder and gave it a little squeeze, oh that fills great she said. Well your not getting a massage I joked to her. Oh come on Dave please just 5 minutes it'll be a lot better then. Mum, don't make me do that its so boring I said whinging. She just again for the second time just gave me a dirty look. I carried on watching the tele and tried getting out of giving her a massage …
Please Fuck My Mom!
Lindsey was concerned! Her father who had always been an asshole had walked out on her and her mom. As far as Lindsey was concerned this was a good thing! That unfortunately was not the same for her mother, Trudy. Trudy had just turned forty and while Lindsey thought of her mom as smart and pretty, Trudy consider herself as unattractive. For the first month Trudy cried a lot and spent most if her time in bed. Lindsey believed this would come to an end but when it did not change decided she needed to talk with her mom. "Mom, you need to pull yourself together. You need to get put. You need to find a guy and go on a date." Lindsey said "Baby, no man is ever going to want to be with me! Guys do not like old skinny hags like me!" Trudy said as she let tears run down her face "Mom you are pretty and you know how to please a man. There will be plenty of guys that are going to interested in you!" From there the conversation ran over the same ground repeatedly. As Lindsey walked away she was more concerned than ever! She decided she needed to talk with someone so she visited her boyfriend Brian. When she got there Frank was with him. "My mom is a mess! She really thinks that no guy would ever want to be with her ever!" She started "That' bullshit! Your mom is hot for an older lady" Brian said "Hell yeah! Your dad fucked up big leaving her!" Frank added "I know that but mom thinks her life is over!" Lindsey said "What …
They Will Let Me Watch
Fbailey story number 788 They Will Let Me Watch A very attractive couple drove up to me as I started to enter the barn. They wanted to use my farm for their nude photography and they said that I could watch. So naturally I said, “Yes.” They started out in the barn with her standing next to me. As she removed an article of clothing she would hand it to me to hold. What a lovely young lady she was! Joy had just turned eighteen the day before and she wanted to get started in the porn business right away…or be spread out in Playboy…or become a famous country singer…or maybe a high fashion model. To tell you the truth that scattered brain blonde could probably be anything that she wanted to be. She definitely had the looks and the body for it. As I soon found out she was willing and eager to do anything and everything that her boyfriend photographer asked her to do. As it turned out neither one of them had graduated from high school and they had only known one another for a week. Despite that, she was still willing to pose nude for him. I got the distinct impression that he was using her for sex and possibly an Internet web site that he was running. He mentioned a few girls and had apparently earned enough money to get himself a very expensive camera. The car he was driving was not any clunker either. He made it a point to tell me that he had paid cash for it just two weeks before. Joy told me that she had run away from home because of her stepfather. Apparently he had made a few …
Indian Goddess Wife And Mistress PART THREE
Chapter 7 Visit to Calingute, Goa 1st Day The Mobile rang continuously. I picked up the mobile and asked “Hello” I heard the voice of Arti “Hey Ronnie, where are you” I answered “I am home, what occurred Goddess” “No, its just about our tour to Goa tomorrow, are you ready to start” “Yes goddess, I have already reserved my tickets with my wife Sheela in a sl**per coach Bus”. “Ronnie, I have a command for you to be carried out soon, will you obey” “Yes Goddess, what’s that?” “I want you to tell your wife Sheela that you are urgently required to go on tour on office work and let her move to Goa , then you are to start for Goa today ahead of her without her knowledge, shall you do that” “Yes Goddess, any problem with our tour tomorrow “ “No I want to give your wife Sheela a little surprise, thats what I have planned” “Sure Goddess, I will start for Goa today and call you back” “so nice of you, ok bye” I was very tired after return from our last week journey. As they had already planned, we were scheduled to perform journey with my wife Sheela, But now I am to perform journey to Goa without her knowledge. I did not understand, whats Goddess had in her mind. How ever since, I had already committed to obey her all commands without questions, I decided to start for Goa today. I intimated my wife that I am required to perform a Urgent office tour from today and I will be joining her at Goa. She will start for Goa tomorrow and I called for the travel agent and intimated my revised …
Raising Peter, Chapter 12
Raising Peter, Chapter 12 (Can I really be this lucky) ****************************************************************************************** This is a total work of fiction. The story includes incest bi-sexual, group sex, and water sports, among other things. If you are offended by any of these, this is not the story for you. If you’re reading just to make smart remarks about the errors in the story, save your time, they are there. I just do the best I can and try to improve with each story. To those who have given constructive criticism, thank you for your advice and your votes. ****************************************************************************************** NOTE: Sexually, this chapter starts a little slow. It is bringing the story line up to date on the other things that are going on with Peter and his friends. ************************************************************************************************************* We were all dressed and sitting on the couch when the others returned home. By the time they were all in the house, the doorbell rang. Alex opened the door to find Anthony stand there with his usual big smile. Evan told him they would be ready to go in a couple of minutes. Anthony told Alex he had read over the proposal, he had talked it over with his brother, and he felt sure they had a deal and they would talk with him more about it later. I had no idea what they were talking about but they both seemed pleased with Anthony’s response. We …
Coed Blowjob Buddies 6 by loyalsock
"You're not playing fair," Allison said once her moment had passed. She held Dustin's prick out for Bethany. "Suck this," she commanded, scooting backwards and away from Bethany's intimate touch. "My turn." As she had done before, Allison moved behind Bethany. This time, when she pressed her body against Bethany's backside, Bethany could feel her bare breasts against her bare back. Allison pulled a handful of curly hair from Bethany's neck and kissed the flesh she exposed just below and beneath her ear. It was a sensitive spot that sent a shiver through Bethany. A shiver Allison felt, too. "You like that?" Allison asked. Bethany didn't need to answer. "As much as this?" Allison's hands wrapped around her and cupped two breasts with tight, needful and hard nipples. Allison found thought nipples and pulled on them. "That's how you do it, right?" "Mphm," Bethany moaned with a mouthful of Dustin. She was surprised Allison had noticed. "I should get a toy," Allison said and slid her hand between Bethany's legs. Her fingers found Bethany's pussy and she pushed two fingers inside. "Fuck, you're wet." Bethany switched hands around Dustin's big cock. She tried reaching behind her to touch Allison and became distracted when she recognized a new scent. She was stroking Dustin with the same hand she had used between Allison's legs. Her nose instantly recognized the aroma of a woman's pussy and just as quickly …
One for the books….The hard earned bonus
Well, almost two months had gone by since I started my new job at the bookstore, but I was getting no closer to my Camaro, between gas, and dating I just wasnt being able to save money. I was quickly learning, getting what you want is a mixture of who you know, what you know, opportunity…….and leverage. Maybe its time I got in the game…instead of watching it, hey, they say luck favors the bold. I entered work the next day, on a mission, I informed my boss as confidently as I could pretend to be that at his next convenience, I would like to talk to him about my position here at the store, and I would like to discuss it …in private, perhaps after closing? I asked, he looked a little confused but said he couldnt today, he had errands to run tonight ,but tomorrow night he was pretty much free after work, I simply smiled, said thank you, and went on with my day, leaving him hopefully to stew about what I had in mind. Well, it was nearly closing,on the next day, and I wasnt sure if he had forgotten or not, but all I could think to myself, is… its almost go time, I have to play the same game as him if Im going to get what I want, I did feel a little guilty about my tactics, but hes the one that taught me….soooo. We had let the girls out and locked the doors, I was picking up a little, and wondering if I should push it when he came and found me. “ Well, lets go into the office and you can tell me whats on your mind” it was funny.. he was still an ass to me in front of …