Awakenings
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Introduction: Read Awakenings 1-3 before this one. Awakenings 4
I didnt think Id continue with my story, but a few things have happened lately that made me reconsider. One, Cleo (the woman who helps me write this) got so many responses asking what has happened since the first stories, that she persuaded me to continue. Secondly, my extreme behavioral and personality changes are something Im still trying to understand. Ive gone from a meek, nave little creature who thought sex was just something that made you have to clean-up afterward, to someone who will try almost anything – and cant seem to get enough cock. See how I talk now? Previously, I didnt use words like cock, fuck, etc. Now, I think about it most of the time. Randy is the one mostly responsible for this drastic change in me. Whether I love him or not, I dont know, but I just cant seem to get enough of his wonderful cock.
One of the questions readers asks Cleo has been, did I leave my husband? Yes, I did. Ive been with Randy for two months now, following him to NY after he enticed me into leaving my husband of six years. I just left a note saying Id met someone, and that Stu shouldnt try to find me. I didnt even have the guts to do it face-to-face. So call me names. I deserve it. My family is so pissed they wont talk to me, and all my old friends think Im nuts, leaving a good-looking guy like Stu for a big sloppy cook like Randy. Maybe I am crazy, but sex with Stu was like eating a dirt sandwich, and him being the only man Id ever slept with, I never even knew what I was missing. Randy came along with that Pakistani Dust stuff he put in my drink one evening before he commenced fucking me like an animal all night. After Id had a taste of it though, Id gone back for more. (Awakenings 1-3). I was never the same after that. I speak of what happened in my earlier stories.
Randy and I fuck two, three times a day – everyday! Ill walk into the room totally unaware, and suddenly Im jerked around, shoved facedown over the back of a couch or chair, and his big cock is slamming into me before Im even ready. It makes little difference to Randy which hole he enters well, to either of us I suppose. Sometimes, hell just walk up to me while Im reading or watching TV, pull his cock out, wrap his hands in my hair and shove it down my throat so far I can feel pubic hair against my lips. I revel in his brutality, the anxiety of possible suffocation, the way he shudders when he climaxes, and most of all, its taste. I love it all. I dont know if Randy is a sex addict or just over-sexed, but he told me hes been this way since he was thirteen. He said that even at an early age, hed jerk-off a dozen times a day. He admitted he still does sometimes. Anyway, my libido is totally in control of me these days and yes, Ive already cheated on Randy. It wasnt my fault though.
Randys day off is Thursday, so we usually wait to use that dust stuff until Wednesday night. That way well have a day to recover before he returns to work on Friday. Believe me, we need it too. After six or eight orgasms, we are sore, fatigued, and totally exhausted for at least 24 hours. The rest of the week, we fuck without using Randys dust. Even at that, were still doing it at least a couple times a night. When there are conferences in town Randy has to work late, getting up before dawn several days in a row. During those days, we abstain from rigorous sex. Being accustomed to regular sex almost daily, by the second or third day without it Im climbing the walls. I practically attack him when he comes home on that last day. A couple weeks ago, he had to return to Washington, D.C. (the same place we just left) for a week-long cooking class. Thats when I did it. Fucked someone else, I mean. He knows about it now and still loves me, so I can write about it. I was scared to death for a while, though. I think he may also have cheated with someone while he was gone, and maybe felt a little guilty because of it. Anyway, all is fine now. By the way, he reads my stories here! He loves em!
Theres a park with a lake, near our condo. Randy and I walk there sometimes and I jog around the lake during the days Randy works. We were walking and feeding the ducks one evening and I noticed a group of men near one of the bathrooms. I commented about it and Randy said if I needed to use the potty, to use one on the other side of the lake, nearer to the main road. He said these men were just a bunch of perverts. He went on to explain about glory-holes and all that, which I found really weird but kind of exciting, too. He admitted that hed frequently gone to glory holes when he was younger, but quit visiting them because hed been scared of getting a disease. The next day, I researched glory holes on the computer – and boy was I stunned! The first thing I saw was a pretty blond with a black penis about the size of Randys, stuck down her throat. She looked as if she were loving it. Id never seen a black penis before. There were dozens of them on that site, others too. I got so excited I jumped Randys bones as soon as he walked in that evening!
Well, about the third or fourth day he was gone to that cooking class in D.C., I was already climbing the walls I wanted it so bad. The vibrator he bought for us didnt do a thing to relieve my frustrations, so I jogged mornings and afternoons. That didnt help much either. I was up to three miles on my regular jog around the lake when I had the urge to pee, really badly. The only people in sight were two Hispanic guys shooting hoops at the basketball court, and one older black man sitting on a park bench, a ways down the block. I quickly ducked into the restroom area, but was confronted by a sign on the ladies room door saying it was closed for repairs. Desperate, I looked around carefully and then hurried inside the mens toilet. There were several urinals and three stalls. The first stall also had an out of order sign on the door and the last one was for disabled persons. I used the one in the center. There were holes in each wall of the narrow stall, pictures of penises, pussies, tits, stuff like that drawn all over the walls. I sat down and peed like a fountain for a minute or two, images flooding my already horny mind about all the things that had happened there. The place even smelled like sex. As I reached for some tissue to clean up, I heard footsteps at the front door. I froze, lifting my feet so they couldnt be seen from outside.
Someone came in and entered the disabled stall. Careful not to be seen through the hole, I leaned forward and peeked through it. It was the older black man Id earlier seen sitting on the park bench. He stood there for a moment before he began peeing. His cock was really big. Every bit as large as Randys, but also different. Sure it was black, but Randy is circumcised and this guy wasnt. It was the first uncut cock Id ever seen, even on the computer. He kept pulling the foreskin back to expose its crown, and then easing it back over the tip as he pissed. It looked like the large black snake Id once see as a kid. I suddenly realized my mouth was filled with cotton and I was constantly licking my lips. Id never seen a man pee before. He finally finished, shook that meaty black thing a few times and then began to slowly stroke it. He turned to face me, his cock steadily growing harder as he pulled his foreskin back and forth over the huge spongy crown. I felt that eye in its tip was staring straight at me. Swallowing hard, attempting to breathe through my half-open mouth, I was trembling all over.
I thought, my god, he knows Im watching!
He didnt say anything but he moved closer to the wall, pulling his foreskin all the way back to expose the soft head holding it there. Transfixed, I stared at the thick cock jerking and throbbing only a few inches from my face. Suddenly, my mouth wasnt dry anymore. It was watering. I could not do this, I told myself, remembering Randys words of warning. There were awful diseases out there, some that could kill you. Besides, that nasty thing might be filthy . . . maybe smell bad, too. I leaned closer to the opening. So did he. There was a clear drop of nectar on its tip, silver, glistening, making my mouth water even more. I was so close to the hole that he mustve seen my mouth, for he shoved that big chocolate head all the way through the opening. Without even thinking about it I stuck out my tongue and – licked that drop away lovingly closing my mouth entirely over its head – swooning with pleasure. How does one explain the immense enjoyment of having a warm cock inside ones mouth? Its electrifying, comforting, and extremely exciting, all at the same time. I was in heaven.
The stall was so narrow I could comfortably sit on the toilet stool to accommodate him. I nibbled gently at the loose foreskin, enjoying that new experience. Then, I slid my wet lips softly around-and-around on the head before licking down its entire length, then back up to the tip again. Reaching through the opening, I found his large balls and eased them through the hole. With his thick cock already in the space, the large black sacks barely fit through the opening. Imagining them to be of a rich chocolate flavor, I gently sucked each nut into my mouth, savoring his grunt of pleasure. I licked back up the large vein on the bottom of the meaty organ, and then forced my mouth down over the thick head, taking as much of it as I could stand. Choking, I momentarily backed off to catch my breath, and then immediately forced my head back down on it. He just let me work, not moving a muscle, grunting and sighing every once in a while when it felt really good. I could feel his thick veins and ridges as my lips moved over them, the awesome crown pushing into my gullet, forcing my throat open wider and wider, unrelenting as it went deeper. Eventually, I got most of it into my tortured throat, feeling curly hair against my face. I loved it. I began sucking in earnest, soaking up the small sounds of pleasure he was making on the other side of the wall. This was where I belonged. If allowed, I could do it all day. I cupped his balls in one small hand, gripping the base of his cock with the other – in total control of the situation. I felt every ridge on his awesome cock, tasting his precious pre-cum, feeling his balls tighten as he neared release. Yes, yes, let me have it all, my brain screamed. This total stranger was going to dump his balls into my stomach – and I wanted it. He came with a loud grunt a long steady stream, warm, salty, hitting the roof of my mouth, coating my tongue, sliding down the working muscles of my throat to pool in my soft belly. I was trembling so badly I nearly fell off the toilet stool, still holding onto his cock, licking, sucking and making love to it until he finally forced it from my mouth.
As I struggled to get my breathing under control, I sensed slight movement behind me. Another cock protruded from the hole of the out-of-order stall. It was brownish, shorter and thicker, looking hard as teakwood. I thought it was probably one of the Hispanic guys Id seen playing basketball. I slid around on the stool and took it into my mouth, hearing a groan on the other side of the thin wall. I wanted more. I hadnt had nearly enough. Precum immediately filled my mouth and I knew this one wouldnt last long. Something tapped the wall behind me and I looked. The black guy had his cock through the hole again. I didnt hesitate. Pulling my jogging shorts down to my knees, I backed up to it, pulled my vagina lips apart and slid them around the bloated head. Placing my hands against the wall in front of me, I pushed back against what felt like a fence post attempting to enter me. It hurt. Stretching, burning, forcing my vagina walls apart, assaulting my most tender part. The bloated head finally gained entry and the burning got even worse as I forced myself backward, helping him violate me. The cock in my mouth suddenly exploded – gooey, rich, intoxicating. I swooned with pleasure. Most of that black fencepost was finally inside me and I began to ride it as more juices lubricated my pussy walls, helping him get even deeper. Another cock replaced the first in the hole near my face, a twin to the first one. I swallowed it.
I was fucking without thought, unconsciously floating, allowing both men to pound into my willing body. Holding my mouth open wide, I let that cock gag me, steal my breath, threatening to render me unconscious. I didnt care. It all added to the absolute pleasure I was feeling. Bracing my hands against one wall, I pressed my ass flat against the hole in the other wall, letting the black man slam into me without mercy, making my knees buckle as I quaked and trembled to each violent thrust. With no warning, I suddenly blew apart with my climax, over and over, out of my head with the nastiness of it all, hot lava shooting into my vagina from behind, strangling on thick salty fluid running down my throat. Later, when I finally came to my senses again, I was kneeling on the sticky bathroom floor, covered with sweat, hair hanging in my eyes, feeling completely used-up. No one else was around
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A penciled note lay near my left knee. Tuesdays and Thursdays, is all it said.
I dont remember how I made it home, collapsing on my bed fully clothed, sleeping for hours. I awoke feeling ravaged, dirty – and suddenly very scared. God, please dont let me have gotten something bad from those men, I pleaded. Ill never do that again. I promise. Please.
Randy called two days later and told me his class had been extended for a week due to a noted chef visiting the school from Europe. Slammed by the news and growing hornier daily, my resolve quickly weakened. Id lie in bed at night after talking to Randy on the phone, fanaticizing about that wild afternoon in the mens restroom. Id been assaulted for over an hour by three complete strangers, and finally thrown out like a used-up old whore. In essence, Id been royally fucked and totally satisfied for the first time since Randy left for D.C. Maybe my fears about catching something were unfounded after all. Why would all those guys go there if they thought theyd get something bad? I jogged past the place every day and looked over at the group of men standing outside, convincing myself all my fears were unfounded. I never saw the black guy with them. After a lonely weekend and a wine-soaked Monday, I jogged past the place again on Tuesday, to find it deserted except for one person standing nearby the older black guy. He watched me closely as I jogged by, unmoving, silent. It seemed that maybe Tuesday was some kind of off-day for the usual group.
My heartbeat increased rapidly as I ran past, images flooding my mind of a previous afternoon in there. I would not give in to these urges, I told myself. I felt my pace slowing, then walking, finally coming to a stop a half-block away. I looked back and saw the old man staring at me. He simply turned and walked inside. Head down, hating my weakness, I followed. He was standing in the disabled stalls doorway, watching me. I couldnt meet his eyes as I walked to the center stall. Before I could even pretend to squat on the stool and pee, he reached in, grasped my wrist and pulled me with him into the disabled stall. It was much a bigger space than the other ones, with a stool and a sink.
He turned me, pushing down on my shoulders until I sat on the stool. Unzipping his fly, he just stood there until I finally got the gist of what he wanted and reached inside. Grasping his stiffening penis, I flopped it out, gasping again at its girth. I didnt have to be told what to do. I opened my mouth and went to work on that fabulous piece of meat, kissing, licking, and sucking as he grunted and groaned above me. Okay, so I was a weak dirty whore who sucked-off strangers in a public restroom. I didnt care. That warm cock in my mouth was all that mattered at the moment. I was cupping his warm balls and felt them tightening as he got close to the end. I redoubled my effort, but he forced my head off his leaking cock, standing away from my working mouth, breathing heavily for a moment. I fought against his hands, desperate to lick it once more.
Suddenly, he pulled me up, sliding my jersey shorts down my legs until they fell free. Im not very big, and despite being older, he was a big strong man. He simply lifted me and set me on his rampant cock, letting gravity pull me downward, impaling me like a butterfly. It was raw fire. It was agony. It was wonderful. I cried, squealed and moaned. He showed no mercy, standing with hands on his hips, staring into my eyes, watching as my fear and pain turned to need then lust. We fucked like animals, oblivious to the outside world. Grunting and crying out our pleasure as he muttered, White slut, cunt, whore . . ., unrelenting in his assault on my body. I came twice. He also came, but stayed hard, continuing to fuck me like he owned me. Tightening my legs around his waist, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lowered his head, swallowing my mouth. I willingly gave him my tongue, this total stranger, this black man, someone Id never seen before, letting him know by doing so that I was his to do whatever he wanted.
He fucked me for another ten or fifteen minutes, finally pulling me off his dick and turning me around. I bent forward, grasping the metal assist bar running along the wall. He slammed into me from the rear, harder, even more forceful. Every few minutes hed pause, prolonging his climax, then without any warning, he shoved the spongy head against my anus and the fire started once more.
Please, I begged. Please . . .
Shut up, was all he said, burying himself to the balls as I whimpered in pain. As with Randy though, before long I was helping him, pushing back, rotating my hips in cadence with his thrusts. That the way bitch, get on that cock, he muttered.
I felt his release splattering into my bowels like a fire hose, sticky, warm and comforting. Abruptly, he pulled completely out of my butt in one movement, as I whimpered in protest. Please, I whispered. I havent . . .
Too bad, he said, turning to the sink to wash himself. Just like that he was gone, leaving me huddled in that dirty stall, tears streaming down my face and not getting that final release.
I dont know why no one came in that afternoon. I didnt even see anyone as I staggered out the door and walked up the path in the fading daylight, half-hoping Id see one of the Hispanic guys. I probably looked like a fucked hooker. I certainly felt like one. I vowed never to do that again. Never.
Randy came home two days later and immediately sensed something was wrong. As soon as he entered, I wrapped my arms around his neck, just holding him close. Dont ever leave me again, I whispered. Ever. I could see the silent question in his eyes, but didnt tell him right then.
After a wild bout of uninhibited sex I finally broke down, cried a little and told him what had happened in the park. Although he pretended otherwise, I sensed his initial anger not sincere. As he pressed me for details and I related them, I saw he was growing more excited by my story, getting hard as a railroad spike. I reached out and grasped his member, squeezing as I told him about backing up to receive the black mans thick cock as I sucked another one. His breathing grew shallower, his cock jumping as I went into the details of how it felt, how much I had wanted it, and how soiled and degraded Id felt afterward. He was actually enjoying what Id done. I could tell.
This excites you, doesnt it? I said, a little miffed at his reaction. He just stared down at me, kind of desperately, with a strained look that almost made me smile.
As I related my most recent experience in the public restroom, squeezing the base of his cock frequently, I saw he was leaking fluid almost constantly. That meant he was close, so I eased off a bit, then went on. I told him I hadnt meant to go back, but Id obediently followed the old man inside once I saw him again, telling him all that happened afterward. As soon as I got to the part about shoving that thing up my butt, Randy shot a large white gob at least a foot in the air as I scrambled to get my mouth over the head, to catch the rest. He came a lot, so hed really been excited.
Afterward, pouting a while, I said, You liked hearing that. I thought you said you loved me.
He smiled, touching my face. I do. More than anything in the world. If I love you, why wouldnt I want you to be happy? Enjoy your pleasure? Thats what love means to me.
Arent you jealous?
Sure. But thats part of it – what makes it so delicious. Our life together will be so different than anything youve ever known. Itll be wild, exciting . . . and unpredictable. New things all the time. I promise, itll never get old.
I climbed on top of him and rode him like a stallion for a long time.
Since then as we walk past the parks restroom, when he sees a bunch of men outside, he doesnt say anything. Where there are only two or three, hell cock and eyebrow and say, Need to pee or anything?
I know he wants me to do it agin so he can be part of it, but Ill need to make him understand I will never do that that again. It was out of this world nasty sex, but I didnt like the way I felt afterward.
The next day, Stu called my cell phone. He begged me to come back. He was crying. My day was totally shitty after that.
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Adam slowly opens his eyes to the dim light of a gray rainy morning casting a glow into the room. He senses the heat of the naked body lying next to him and turns to absorb it. Eve is lying face down on the bed, curly black hair covering her face and neck. Her arms curled above her head exposing the soft curve of her breast. The covers are pulled down to just above her waist, the shadows hiding the delight he knows is there. He is immediately aroused. In his eyes she is perfection. Her toned...
Introduction: short story, will continue if u like it Having my little sister share the cramped room in our mums apartment with me was never a good thing, and when she invited her friend, Holly, to sleep, things got even worse, and, as I had just hit puberty and I couldnt control my cocks urges to make itself stand like a steel rod, I was in despair. Holly turned up at around three in the afternoon, her mum dropped her off with her stuff and, as she unloaded her stuff onto my sisters bed, my...
Jessica and Luke are a 22-year-old couple who are perfect for each other, they complement each other's strengths and cancel out each other's weaknesses. And always push each other to do the best they know they can be. Jessica is thicc, has very long dark blue hair (great for pulling while they fuck), a half sleeve tattoo along with her right thigh tattooed as well and a massive heart. She is currently at uni studying health and social so she can be a carer, also does bank work for the NHS so...
BDSMYou wake up from an awful dream, but you remembered something from it you can't stop thinking about. You. Are. God. You dismiss the idea as you get up and grab a drink of water from the tap. You think it couldn't hurt to try, right? Suddenly you're no longer in your apartment, you're in space, looking down at earth. You feel terrified and exhilarated at the same time as you wonder the possibilities, you start to not be able to breath. You panic for a second, but dismiss the panic and breath...
Mind ControlI've lived in the same house for 30 years. I've always seen and talked to the same people so I didn't really know any strangers. Everything in my life was well-ordered and routine. I was a staid, well respected member of the community. Well, that changed earlier this year when I met Sasha. The day Sasha moved in, I was planting two new rosebushes to replace the ones that didn't make it through the winter. I couldn't help but watch as some of the most beautiful furniture I had ever seen was...
LesbianI awoke with a start. Breathing heavily, I wipe the sleep from my eyes. As I try to steady my breathing and calm my racing heart I ponder what just happened. Is it possible for a female orgasm during a dream? That's what you are, right? My mind stills for a moment and I realize my bare thighs are warm and wet and there's an aching in my center that I am all to familiar with. I reach down and discover that my plump pussy is ripe do very ripe for the taking. I run two fingers through my...
From just this side of slumberI hear her soft voice tell me that she can't sleep,and yet to me she seems so deepinside a dream of my own making.She slowly turns away and I feelthe soft, round flesh of her bottom brushagainst my slightly bent leg -- a rushof electricity every time.She pushes back further untilI feel the delicate dampness between her cheeks,and with no sound this movement speaks,and I am always ready to listen.Pulling away the sheet to expose our naked flesh,I glide my open lips...
He stepped into the room and she lay there asleep, the blanket barely covering her naked body. Her alabaster skin glowed in the early morning haze as she shifted her body, revealing her breasts. Her nipples stiffened in the morning air. Leaning over the bed, he softly blew onto her breasts, seeing her nipples react. With the sweetest touch, he took her left nipple in his mouth, rolling his tongue over the sensitive mound, and gliding the skin over the tips of his teeth. She stirred at this...
For all these years she had been fulfilling her duty as a wife and working mother, working in the office throughout the week and managing the home and her family on either side of the day. She was always busy, but somehow found the energy to keep going. Perhaps it was the gym sessions: the only time in the day she had time to herself, when she could even feel herself. Weights, Zumba, stretching - this was the time when she could feel alive in her body, feel it all stretch and push, feel the...
Since I had first started my maturing I had never really seen myself as being my male body. Whenever I would have sex dreams it would always be from a women’s point of view. Eventually, it became my second self. I didn’t especially hate my male body, I just was never especially fussed about it or at home in it. I had no frame of reference on whether my cock was anything to write home about because my only reference point was through porn. During my later years, I started to experiment with my...
CrossdressingThanks to Lubrican and Three Sheets for editing and guiding me.Special thanks to Old Fart for the kick in the pants that got me writing again. "Hold still, Maggie" said my best friend Sara, laughing as she captured a stray mahogany lock and pinned it with the rest of my hair piled on top of my head. "Or we won't ever get to the party." The Halloween costume gala Mama and Daddy have held for the past ten years in the ballroom of the Grand Moon Hotel was underway. You have to be sixteen to...
Justin and I have been married for seven years now and we're very happy together. Our sex is great, even if it does get a bit routine every so often. We enjoy racing and have friends, Todd and Cindy, who also like to go to car races. The race I remember best was the one in Charlotte where we booked a large suite for the four of us for the weekend. We went down on Friday night and would come back home on Sunday evening after all the events were over. We checked in around six and dropped our...
I was fourteen years old, and have been raised only by my father in an extremely protected environment. One day, having come home before I was expected, I saw our pretty Hispanic housekeeper sitting on the kitchen table, our gardener standing between her spread legs, the top of her uniform open, his lips suckling at her breast. It was all more than I could have imagined. I had barely seen a man and woman kissing, not being allowed to see movies unless my father approved them, not being allowed...
18-year-old Josh's mind was filled with erotic images as he slept, a strange woman knelt naked before him her mouth closed around his cock as her tongue explored the engorged and swollen purple head. He moaned in his dream and stirred in his sleep, it felt so real, he could feel the teeth brushing his cock shaft as the mouth slid up and down it. Mind fuddled with sleep he came awake, the sensations from his dream seeming to follow him. His body was caressed by cool air as he realized his...
Hi, I am Krishna my age is 24 and am an engineering student This incident happened when I was studying my final year. I am telling about a small incident took place in my life. Coming to the story her name was praise, she is short chubby with good physic and I have seen her many times in my college although I have not talked with her directly, she was so talkative and she had many friends. We came friends threw a social media app and we started talking day and night whenever we get time...
It’s hot in Las Vegas. We’ve made this long trip because Karter Fox is waiting here for us. She is waiting to have her desires filled. Karter craves things. Not money or power, oh no. What Karter wants, what Karter is waiting for, is a big hard cock to fuck her pussy on film. She’s cooped up in this condo overlooking the city all alone. Her thoughts keep drifting towards a sea of her sexual fantasies. Each of them is different, but they all share the theme of having a big cock buried deep...
xmoviesforyouFollowing a torrid affair with a work colleague, I decided I had to leave my job and found a new one as an administrator in an office. It was a nice relaxed atmosphere, having mostly girls in the office as the guys were mostly out and about seeing customers.There were two girls that I worked closely with: one was a receptionist, Katie, who was the ideal person for a reception job being very outgoing and bubbly, and then there was Lucy, who did the same job as me and was much quieter and...
Masturbation(Hello to the fans that enjoyed the other stories I wrote in collaboration with CBSummers. We’re at it again. This one is long. Very long. If submitted to a publisher, it would qualify as a full length novel. Just letting everyone know that from the beginning. It had to be long to cram all the super hot fucking we wrote into one story. Our three little stoner chicks are at it again, and there aren’t many lines that don’t get crossed. Incest, male and female bisexuality, sex in exchange for...
I Protect My Sister’s Butt “I want you to take an aerobic class with me.” That is the way that my sister always talks to me. Melody was sitting on top of me. My sheet was pulled tight across my body with her knees holding my hands tightly to my side and her hands on my shoulders. She likes to do that to me first thing in the morning before I get out of bed. My bladder is full and I usually have an erection when I wake up. She knows that my resistance is down at that point. Plus...
Denise woke early in anticipation of things to come. She had already packed the car with all that she needed for the day and, after breakfast, set off for the rented property where she had arranged to meet a new lover called Peter. They had agreed that Andy (a professional photographer) would be joining them to record the events on video and in pictures.On arriving at the property Denise unpacked the car and she felt a sense of excitement as she lay the contents of her luggage across a bed in...
Hi, my name is Dileep(name changed). I am 22 years old, very fair complexion, lean built, straight hair guy with 6″ penis thick and good round head.I am from Bangalore(place changed). This story happened 2 years before.I am bi and have had sex experiences before and gay handjob only. That was the time when I had been in a breakup situation with my GF.We stopped texting, calling and meeting.So I decided to meet new people, so registered on some social site/app .After a week some guy sent me a...
I had just finished my last night shift, its in the morning as I drive into the garage. I locked up the car and walked inside. There was Mandy the sleep-over babysitter. As usual she was dressed ready to go to college for her studies. She looked nice in her runners, cut-off shorts and short button up shirt. Her red hair was tied back in a pony-tail and her green eyes sparkled with the anticipation of a new day. I handed her twenty five bucks and walked her to the door. Her tight ass was...
Chapter 1 As I lay in the grasses of Pallet town looking up at the evening sky. Pidgey fly by on their way to their nests. "Tomorrows is the day isnt it Jason?" Sitting up I say my long time girlfriend Jane walking up to me."Why yes ma'am yes it is."I reply in a sad attempt of a cowboy accent. Glaring at me she looks down at me, her aburn hair blowing in the slight breeze. "You have one day left here and your spending it alone. Why is that?" A sad look comes across her face. We have...
Having no sexual partner for a long time can make any woman do some crazy things. Desperation is not an easy thing to manage, especially for a lustful slut like Liz Jordan. The gorgeous petite hottie with natural tits applies to an ad you posted for a music tutor. Her refreshing looks in a blue sundress and cardigan make you feel at ease. Liz commits herself to make you believe that she is a proper musician. She even brought a big black clarinet with her. She knows the jig is up when you ask...
xmoviesforyouHer hand was slowly circling around her clitoris. Her mound was completely hairless with a thin soft pink slit in the middle. She was feeling a slightly warm pressure and a hardening of her spot. Her breath was getting shorter. Her shapely legs were spread out over the bed. She could watch herself in the massive smoked ceiling mirror. Her black silk nightie was open revealing her inner thighs and fanny. She was wearing pink high heel slippers, one of which was flat on the bed thus tensing the...
I helped Nicole out of the car, giving her distraught face a quick kiss on the tip of her nose. She took that for the reassurance I had intended and squaring her shoulders, prepared to meet the day's events. Her daughter, similarly aroused, bounced out of the car on her own, her abbreviated shirt lodged well above her nipples. Fortunately for the public, Janey had been able to pull the limo up right in front of the first shop and I ushered the two over exposed women right inside the first...
{date:2020-09-03p} In the spring of 1869, Grant was inaugurated. While Lincoln’s inaugural had been marked by a war which was already developing, and Hamlin’s marked by the inception of a peace and the “internal colonization” plan that Black Alabama, at least, celebrated, Grant’s inauguration seemed to herald a new era of boredom. Most of the nation looked forward to this. Jeff and Vickie Ralston barely looked up to read the news when it got to Warren’s station. Jeff had finished building...
Hello all iss readers this is ronit again,,this is a story how i broke my virginity,,i was 17 then and we used to stay in a colony,i used to hav maths tution from a mam named anupama,her nick name was anu.from frst day ythis babe errected me,she was married wid 1 daughter of 5yrs n her husband was in bank,,she used to stay beside our flat and was very caring..as i was weak in maths i used to often go to her house,anu was vry good lookin wid a height of5.5,60kgs,fair,she had a figure of...
As we stared into eachothers' eyes, I envision you in my arms, lips touching and tongues intertwined tryin to taste the secret of our passion. Sliding my hands up and down your spine, kissing your neck and shoulders. Moans and Sounds escaping our mouths we move closer to the beach shore. Undressing you slowly, movin my hands to your breast massagin them and pinching you nipples caressing your tounge with mines. My lips moving from your's to your breasts and nipples, sucking and...
As a little k** I learned to punch my sister in her tits. As her tits started to develop I found out that they were very sensitive and that it hurt her even more. So of course I did it more often.When she was thirteen and I was f******n she was already into a 30-B bra and growing every day. Our mother wore a 36-DD bra. I know because I keep track of things like that.I liked tits but the bigger the better. Then Dad left us for a chick that only wore a 34-A bra and she had to pad that.Well at...
My morning routine is the same on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays: get up at five, make coffee for my master, lube my asshole and wait on my hands and knees on the living room table for my master's morning fuck. Generally, he takes his time in the morning using my back as a table for the morning paper and sipping his coffee. Slow, long strokes, all the way out, then all the way in. Again and again and again until I am squirming with need, moaning in bliss, and begging for a release he never...