Adventures Of Pinkie
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***** Chapter 2 - Best Friend's Uncle I wanted to cover my cum drenched body with my black coat as quickly as possible to advertise to everyone passing by that I was no longer available. The middle-aged white man, who I couldn't clearly see due to the darkness of the night, had tightly grabbed hold of my right butt cheek while constantly asking me how much I charge for a quick fuck. I ignored his requests, gathered my coat, and took small side steps towards the end of the bus stop bench to...
***** Chapter 3 - First Anal Experience Cocks and cum were like my gateway drugs that made me do the most dirtiest, nastiest, and sluttiest sexual acts imaginable. At this point, I'll let any man use me just to get that feeling of sexual ecstasy again. I couldn't stop thinking about how badly I needed another fix of cock in my pussy and the strong hunger I had for another taste of cum. It was 2:00am in the morning and I have been naked in public for almost 2 consecutive hours now with my...
***** Chapter 6 - Truck Stop's Whore Fucking Club After putting on the revealing pink outfit that my grandpa left for me on the bed, I waited in the family room office until he clocked out. I was so exhausted but I still had the thoughts of sex swirling around in my mind. I was also very curious where my grandpa wanted to take me dressed like this before he drops me off at my place. I heard him shout out my name from the security office lobby area. I walked towards his voice and sat on the...
***** Chapter 1 - The Dare My phone kept buzzing non-stop with birthday messages. Today was the day I turned 18 years old! To this point in my life, it has not been easy. My mother, who has taken care of me since I was a kid because my deadbeat father walked out on us, kicked me out of our home because I dropped out of high school when I was 16 and I didn't want to go back. Reality set in rather quickly once I was out on the streets. I had to figure out, on my own, how to take care of...
***** Chapter 5 - Grandpa's Love While still in a daze, someone shouted my name and asked about my well-being. I looked towards the golf cart to see which security guard recognized me. My eyes widened in fear when I saw my Grandpa Harold sitting there staring at me with a look of horror on his face, while I sat on a shipping crate, naked and doused in cum. Grandpa Harold is my deadbeat father's step-dad. We are not blood related but I do consider him family. He is the only person, on my...
***** Chapter 7 - Family Affair BEEP... BEEP.. BEEP. I awoke as my alarm started going off. I blindly reached for my phone that was on a nightstand and pressed the snooze button as my eyes slowly opened. My head ached, my body weak, and both my vagina and butthole felt sore. My mind was foggy as I tried to remember what happened last night. I then noticed a huge, heavy, and hairy arm hugging my stomach and a body pressed against my back while I laid on a bed, naked on my side. It has been a...
Stiff Competition By Gingerfred Man Chapter One -- Every Sissy's Dream When I was growing up, I guess I was like every other young sissy boy. I dreamed about being Miss Panty Boy, or, as she's often called, "Sis America." The Miss Panty Boy Pageant, which took place every October at the Convention Center in Fromage, Wisconsin, was always televised, but Mama wouldn't let us kids watch it. She said it was "trash." She refused to watch it herself and she put my younger brother...
my name is James, 25 yr old, 6’0 height and average body. After completed my bachelors from Australia, I was back to my dad’s business in India. After working for about 6 months, I knew this business is not for me. I deserve to do something better than this. A ‘not well prepared’ CAT was given, just to get an admission in a decent MBA institute. And then I landed up in this society. This society had 4 MBA institutes specializing in telecom management, international business, HRD and modern...
Hello everyone, my name is James, 25 yr old, 6’0 height and average body. After completed my bachelors from Australia, I was back to my dad’s business in India. After working for about 6 months, I knew this business is not for me. I deserve to do something better than this. A ‘not well prepared’ CAT was given, just to get an admission in a decent MBA institute. And then I landed up in this society. This society had 4 MBA institutes specializing in telecom management, international business, HRD...
Al and Stephanie looked like they belonged at the bike week celebration. Both were wearing tank tops; Al's showed off a powerful set of arms and a barrel chest. There was nothing barrel like about Stephanie's chest. She was blessed with an immensely huge set of knockers. Stephanie was a natural blonde wearing sunglasses. Al's arm was thrown around her shoulder. Like many of the men present at bike week, his head was shaved and he had a goatee. He also had an iron cross tattooed on one arm....
Adventures of a Trucker I had just finished taking a shower and having a quiet dinner. As I was walking out of the truck stop I was approached by a fairly good looking short lady. My first thought was, what’s this going to cost me as I have been pan-handled to death lately, with everyone down on their luck and no jobs. I told myself don’t be a push over and go for the sex. I was right she was looking for money to replace a tire on her car that had gone bad. She asked me if there was ANYTHING...
ReluctanceI flew to Perth to spend the weekend with my friend Kate, who lives there. Although she is so different from me, we have managed to stay close friends for years. She is vivacious, outgoing and has great model-like looks.I had gone to watch her take part in an annual bodypainting competition. She recently qualified as a beautician, and her beauty school takes part in a national inter-beauty-school bodypainting competition.The beauticians are selected to be either amateur artists or amateur...
ExhibitionismAdventures of a Trucker I had just finished taking a shower and having a quiet dinner. As I was walking out of the truck stop I was approached by a fairly good looking short lady. My first thought was, what’s this going to cost me as I have been pan-handled to death lately, with everyone down on their luck and no jobs. I told myself don’t be a push over and go for the sex. I was right she was looking for money to replace a tire on her car that had gone bad. She asked me if there was...
I slammed down the phone. The conversations with Tina were getting harder and harder. Why couldn't the woman understand that I need to make the money when it's there? These out of town jobs are just as hard on me as they are on her. I want to go home and be with her on the weekends, but I can't turn down the overtime. When this winter comes and construction slows down I'm going to need the overtime I'm making now sitting in the bank to carry us through the lean time. It's a god damned no...
The contest began innocently enough, as I guess all such things usually do. Friendly competition between friends. Who’s fastest, who is smarter, who is more skilled at some silly game. But the consequences of a challenge cannot be foreseen. And winning and losing is an illusion. Sometimes one wins by losing. Sometimes there are no losers. Sarah and I (I’m Jonathan) had been married for seven years. Our best friends were another couple, Brad and Veronica. We’d met them as members of a...
Group SexI am a regular reader of ISS and all the time I was thinking that I am so unfortunate that I have never got an opportunity to enjoy the female companion. First of all, I am very shy, romantic, but not bold enough to approach and take dare actions. I always feel the desire whenever I saw beautiful females whether college girls or aunties with good structure and used to dream about them and various sex positions which I would like to have in my mind. I am narrating an incident which happened...
Your girlfriend, megan, finally convinced you to enter the competitions shes been watching on the internet. There are multiple types of games, almost all of them involving some form of ballbusting or cuntbusting. You remember watching a few with her where the girls and guys got turns kicking each other in the crotch, and the first one to fall down had to recieve 3 kicks from the opponent. You didnt really know the rules, but she seemed really excited to go. What you didnt expect was a 3 week at...
BDSMMid morning Friday everyone assembled at the high school parking lot for the trip to the state competition. Alex surprised us by showing up at the school with Tracy. When the company he worked for heard about the squad going to the competition, they insisted that Alex could take the paid time off to attend the event. I was happy for him to be able to see Tracy's squad perform. The school provided a bus and driver for the squad and chaperones and was picking up the tab for the hotel rooms....
The Cookie Competition Author's note - Thank you to all for your wonderful comments on my last story "Deported". It was requested that I take this principal idea of a "drastic life change" into another story. So this time we join James who ultimately will have "got what he wanted" and in turn, "lost what he had"! Enjoy... James was your average run of the mill guy. Well perhaps not "run of the mill", as you see James just wasn't happy with his life. At the age of 38, he had...
I was introduced to a cute Asian girl at a party 2 years ago. At the time I didn't know anything about her apart from that night I was aware she hooked up with a guy at the party. I had just finished talking to her for 5 minutes but I was with another girl at the time, so the next I heard, a friend was talking about how she was in the bathroom hooking up with one of his mates. Then I saw them walk out together. The last I saw her that night she was leaving the party, but with a different...
Quickie SexJames downed his second shot of whiskey, trying to ignore the fumes from the cigarettes and cigars that clouded the air in the recreational facility, the sound of other UNN personnel and a few aliens socializing and playing pool behind him distracting as he tried to enjoy his drinks. He was new to the Pinwheel, and he had just shipped in with another two dozen recruits to undergo training to become a Marine. After some basic orientation, he and the other recruits had been set loose into the...
Wyoming Trucking, part 5 By: Malissa Madison Synopsis: Missy and Tim, are happy to add there new drivers to the Company. And the mystery of Big Foot is solved. Then they embark on a joint venture with Ute Trucking, for the biggest contract either company has ever had. Which also takes Missy back into her former home state. Flower pulled on the horn cord, as she began gearing down to make the turn into the Tomahawk Truck Stop. "Just follow us Stacy," I called over the radio...
Wyoming Trucking, 6 By: Malissa Madison It was a short half hour drive to the Midwest Military Academy, and we were all required to park in the lot outside the gate, except for Old Elk who was going to the loading docks to load up the grey Freightliner his son was driving. It was still fairly early, and classes had been delayed by the snow causing students to be late returning from the extended two week vacation. Tim accompanied the girls and I, as we made our way toward...
We had been meeting up for regular over the knee spanking sessions at each other's homes for some months. In the conversations during and after these sessions, it came to light that each of us had, in addition to other fetishes, an interest in watersports but had never had the opportunity to try it out...Until the day I challenged you to a little competition.The two of us are sitting fully clothed in your kitchen. We are sitting on hard wooden chairs that are on a ceramic tiled floor– an...
WatersportsI am a ceramic artist. Although the functional pieces paid the rent, my more artistic creations drive my passion. Thankfully, these pieces also do very well, and I exhibit them successfully in numerous galleries.Fortuitously, when my favourite, unmarried aunt of mine passed away and left me an appreciable amount of money, I was able to make my lifelong fantasy a reality. Much as I loved city life, with all the gay bars, clubs, and saunas at my disposal, I yearned for the solitude that I...
Gay Malethere is this lady that owns a ice cream truck that passes by my house. she is a hottie. mature old lady big tits nice ass omg i get hard thinking of her. a while back i went to go get a cone and when she was serving it she tippy toed to get some thing n her shirt went up and her pants went down a little and i saw her thong. any tips on how i can like flirt with her and get her to fuck???ima copy n paste so it can be seenthere is this lady that owns a ice cream truck that passes by my house....
I am PonPon. In this world of strange people having strange or weird fetishes, I am out of this world with one of the strangest and weirdest fetish's you've probably ever heard.First, let's have a brief description of my strange fetish. I am a slim sexy woman, love wearing high cut swimsuits, leotards, body stockings, etc. I have a special love for nylon spandex clothing, but what is strange about me is that I have a special love for big trucks and their horn's.The vibrations of a truck air...
BDSMWyoming Trucking, 4 By: Malissa Madison Tim and Missy have found another blessed spirit in need and find they have even more waiting at the end of the run. Their little Trucking Company is growing in leaps and bounds. Not a lot of thrills in this chapter, but it sets the stage for things to come. "Flower?" Caribou asked as they joined us in the changing room. He blushed. "I, look 'Bou', I-" He wasn't given a chance to finish before she hugged him. "Don't be so shy,...
Wyoming Trucking, 1 By: Malissa Madison Missy and Tim are have been enjoying their time on the road together, taking in Jill as well as the two younger children. And even added two more drivers to their small independent Trucking company. But now Destiny is stepping into Missy's life once again. We were running along at just under the posted speed limit when we saw the tail lights of the car in the distance. Tim was about twenty minutes behind me so I wasn't really worried as...
This is a complex story centered on the origins of a very bad man briefly introduced at the end of The Logic of My Anger: A Sociopath’s Tale of Vengeance. The Pickup Truck Man is a professional kidnapper, a taker of beautiful women for one of several Midnight Harvest teams rumored to be run by an elderly Eastern European. This businessman is thought to live in south-central Texas and uses these teams to acquire new talent to stock a high-end whorehouse he owns. In this story, during the more...
Hello friends, I am Rahul, back with another exciting erotic story. Those of you who haven’t read my previous story series, please do read it. A big thank you to those who read the story, liked it, and commented. I appreciate the responses. Let’s begin the trip. Due to Corona, the government of India had imposed a nationwide lockdown. Roads within city limits were mostly empty. Highways also had a deserted look. But still, a few vehicles were plying, mostly commercial vehicles. Trucks, tempos...
Hey every1, I am back with another 1 of my stories After missing out on the last bus out of this desolate town called Bhavnagar, no public vehicle in sight and pain in my legs and arms cause of carrying a huge bag of samples all day from 1 place to the other, I sit down on the milestone on the entrance of town hoping to catch something to my home town. Minutes turned into hours, it was now deserted and the time in my watch said 10 pm, I had lost all hope of catching any public transport out of...
Gay MaleI am a fortunate man who married his childhood sweetheart. She was the only girl I had a crush on. She is the only woman I have ever loved, and the only woman I have ever made love to. We dated through high school. Our wedding night was the first time for both of us. Nevertheless, after ten years of marriage sex between us had become routine. Then I had an idea. I was almost afraid to suggest it to my wife. Finally, I broached the subject. "I have been thinking that it might be sexy for us to...
My name is Tracy, and my husband Ed and I are twenty-three years old and live in a suburb of Baton Rouge with our six-month-old son. We met at the petrochemical company where we both worked until I was laid off. When we were both working our combined wages were enough to afford the home we purchased, but we couldn’t afford it after I lost my job.I got that job right out of high school and worked in the office as a production clerk. With just a high school education and my only experience being...
CuckoldIntroduction: Sue tells about doing a truck driver Hi This is the second story I have put here with my husbands account. I have added one story before about the first time someone other than my husband fucked me. That was a long time before this story. What you can expect in my tales is an accounting of the incident, the best I can recall, and this incident I can remember rather well. I do like sex. In fact I love sex. From reading some of the entries here that seems to be the main thing. My...
Truck Ride - Chapter OneI opened the door to the big red truck. The vehiclehad been lifted with both a body and suspensionpackage giving it the look like those monster trucksfrom late night TV. After I eventually climbed in, Isat down on the seat looking over at the driver whowas to be my companion for the rest of the day. Hisname was Travis and he was a handsome prince if everthere was one. I met Travis on-line a couple of weeksago. After numerous sessions of chatting by phone, wehad...
This is the second story I have put here with my husbands account. I have added one story before about the first time someone other than my husband fucked me. That was a long time before this story. What you can expect in my tales is an accounting of the incident, the best I can recall, and this incident I can remember rather well. I do like sex. In fact I love sex. From reading some of the entries here that seems to be the main thing. My husband and I have been married for many years...
Truck Stop by Torrent Look, it's like I told the cops — someone poked a hole in my back,took my truck, took my Indian princess and left me for dead. All the rest — what I was carrying, where I picked up Cherry — itreally don't matter. But hell, Doc, you saved my life, and I owe you. So here's the story. The company told me I'd be hauling a high-value load. Three pressurizedtanks inside a bullet-proof steel cylinder. I said, just tell me this, is anyof this shit radioactive? I don't carry...
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I didn't really need to drive my truck up to the safe area to get there, Carl would have let me use his pickup I'm sure. In fact he offered it. I took my log truck because if they wanted to see a truck driver I might as well prove it by showing them the truck from the git go. When I'd come as close as I could without bumping into the barrier I laid down on my train horn. I hadn't seen them when I drove up but they came running around from the back of their truck right away. It was an...
It all happened on my 21st birthday; while i was driving a 18-wheeler 94 peter built i was pulling a flat bed for a big company as owner operator. i will not give the name of the company though, as it will hurt their rep as a good clean company to work for. The fact is they set the whole thing up. I was driving from Dallas Texas to blythe Ca. i pulled in a truck stop for the night because after All it was my birthday and i had been driving for 10 hours that day, i had to make a drop near the...
“Get dressed my slutty little slave; we are going to the truck.” Those were the words I awoke to in the very early morning darkness after master’s arrival. As I grabbed a quick shower I thought about the afternoon and evening just past; as he had promised before his arrival, master had indeed done just as he pleased with me. He seemed to know from the first moment exactly how to show me that I was his; how to make me feel my servitude to him deeply. He had made me meet him that afternoon...
Madhu cursed under her breath as she heard the announcement. Her flight from Mumbai to Bangalore had been cancelled due to a technical problem. This was the night before Diwali weekend. There was no way she would get another flight. She tried all the airline counters, and as expected, was told that all flights for 2 days were booked. A few quick calls to travel agents brought more bad news. All trains and buses were booked as well. And all car rental companies were overbooked too. Last minute...
Chapter 11 – Honey stranded at a truck stop We were in Lake City, Florida taking in an antique car show and sale. Paul had his heart set on picking up a 1958 Cadillac convertible to be offered the following day. Then he got the text! “Emergency on oil drilling platform in the Sea of Japan! Down hole pressures fluctuating wildly! Your presence required Now! Your flight departing Gainsville Regional Airport, GNV 2100 hours for connections in Chicago. Be on it.” Paul is a highly...
Hi, We’re back after a long hiatus…Good to be back with a new story…Hope you guys enjoy it and send your comments, suggestions, and pics….This story is about my wife being used by an old truck driver As you already know we’re very kinky about sex and we enjoy trying new things…We had two real encounters and we fantasize about other things that we would wanna try like a beggar, homeless, auto driver, rickshaw puller or any other dirty looking fellow…The though of a dirty homeless man enjoying my...
Our neighbor Mr. Hackland, was standing in front of the rust covered Toyota that had been parked at the back of his barn for the last two years. When the small panel truck had been new, its colour had been gray, but now with the mud and rust everywhere it was hard to tell exactly what had been its original colour. "I don't know Danny, what do you think it's worth? " said Mr. Hackland. Jack Hackland was an honest man, but at the same time I knew that he was fully aware that money didn't...
We finished out the evening and Homer started to put his old Gibson in its case. I told him, "Homer, old buddy, if I was you I'd lock your git box in Walt's office. I don't know what shit we got coming but I do not think your musical instrument would make it through a good fight." A couple of good old boys came up and told me while we were taking a break and said as how there was a whole bunch of weirdoes hanging around the parking lot. So I warned Homer. Now I really got Homer's...
Wyoming Trucking, 2 By: Malissa Madison I dropped Red and Rose at school, then we pulled in at the clinic. Janet said she had forgotten about Dr Cambridge practicing here. It was obvious that Janet had grown up there, even the Dr's receptionist recognized her. "Missy, Darlene," he began as he stepped out into the waiting area. "Janet? I heard you were back. Then he looked at Raven studying her face intrigued momentarily. "Raven, how you've grown into such a...
I was on one of my numerous trips to Colorado Springs. This time, instead of taking a short-hop flight over the Rockies I decided to drive. This wasn't a bad decision - it's a nice drive and this time of year the flying is pretty rough. That is until my rent car broke down at a truck stop a half-hour outside of C-springs.The company had been using some pretty cheap rental car agencies, and I should have known something was amiss when they put me in a car at least three years old. Coming down...
OccupationsDon and I have always known that Mom and Aunt Rachel used to watch Dad wash and wax his cars, while he was naked, from the upstairs window of her house next door. Of course, in the twenty some years since, the trees have grown taller and the view is blocked, so we feel free to carry on in Dad’s tradition of doing the work where we would thoroughly soak our clothes while washing the cars and parts while naked. Naturally from time to time we would get caught naked by Mom or Dad, but being secret...
Jesse sat at the table in the little guard shack, staring at the wall boredly. Another night shift. At least this place was pretty simple and quiet. She had to watch the gate should any truckers come by. She would sign them in, tell them which gate had their load, and sign them out when they left. And there were very few truckers who came at night. Hell, the last couple times she'd been made to work this shift, there had been all of one. Sighing, she leaned back, thinking eagerly...
She was the first one I noticed as I entered the cafe. Sitting in a booth by the window she looked up briefly from contemplating her coffee cup. A pale, pretty face, no make-up, vivid blue eyes, that I thought, in that brief moment, may have been crying. A full, but not oversize bosom, emphasised by the short-sleeved blue summer dress she was wearing.Taking a seat at a table in the next aisle, from where, through the window, I could keep an eye on my new truck, I was also able to keep the...
Love StoriesAfter Kathleen’s solo adventure with Kyle, she seemed to become less and less interested in swinging with other couples. Our nights out at parties and nightclubs became rarer, and her insistence that I find a playmate of my own grew stronger. Without realizing it, our shared swinging hobby gradually transitioned into more of a parallel pastime.“I just think it’s easier this way,” she explained to me one night. “It’s too hard to find a couple where all four people are completely compatible and...
Wife LoversPlease let me know your thoughts about the story. Feedback is much appreciated. Let’s continue the trip. By 10 PM, they had reached the outskirts of Karwar. The temperature had dropped thanks to the cool sea breeze. They had stopped at a dhaba adjacent to a petrol pump approximately 15-20 km away from Karwar. Surprisingly it was open and functioning normally. There were close to 10-12 trucks and 7-8 cars. On one side, there was a tandoor dishing out rotis and the kitchen next to it. The dhaba...
Four Months Later: There have been a lot of people finding fault with me and Em and Homer, saying we got undeserved success as singers and writers and composers and musicians and all such shit. They also say ever since we became a success we have been real snobbish. First all those New York critics bitched about Em insuring her vocal chords for one million dollars. One sissy faced little round assed pucker butt said as how thirty-nine dollars ought to be considered overkill. Some of the...
This is the story of a girl I met during my last trip through US. I gave her a ride and during the hours on the road she told me her story.We ended up in a cheap motel but that's another story.I took what she told me and brought it into story format, added some things here and there but overall it is true.[/b]My name is Alice, I am 17 years old and I am earning my life as a whore in Iowa. What makes my life special is that I made the largest truck stop in the US my home.Iowa 80 serves up to a...
“Hey babe” he said as he turned over. “You enjoy it last night?” “Oh God, I’d never felt so turned on! You were so fast and hard!” “I’ll take that as a yes! You were as gorgeous as ever too!” he growled as I moved up to hold his arm. What had I done to deserve this stud? “Geez, well I hope I wasn’t too tight on your rod!” “That’s the way I like it Steven! Hot and tight!” He kissed me long and hard before a rather rude interruption. I thought I’d locked the door last night, but a hot...
We were just tlaking about girls that we would like to fuck (as we normally do) when I noticed Jake start ti scrath his croch. He would do it about every five minuetes or so during this conversation. Jake, well, hes one-of-a-kind. A pompas jackass that noone in our school liked. About 5'8, dark curly hair, 170 lbs about...not fat yet not skinny. "Jeez, Jake, whats the matter? You got a problem down unda?" I said in an Austrailian accent after about half an hour of itching....