Muslim Slut and her Driving Instructor
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Joe is home, and for a while, their lovemaking becomes that of their first months together all those years ago when Caroline was just sixteen. When they surface again and lie limb knotted and fused in the hush of their darkening bedroom, Caroline begins to sob quietly from the joy of her man back at her side. And in the silence of the deepening night, before she drifts off to sleep, she wishes tonight could be a new beginning, that the world would leave her alone and that she had never set foot in Dammartin Manor.
When the week is through, after six nights squandered to appease the ache of a month apart from Joe, she prepares to tell him the things he wants to hear. But she does not want to say all, not that new thing; she doubts he will like to hear about that, how Harrington fucked her in the arse, taught her its pleasure. Anal sex is something never mentioned between her and Joe, never considered an option in their years together.
They discuss Dorothy, but talk of the girl does not excite him like when she speaks of other men. He is more interested in meeting her in the flesh, keeps asking when it will be. Caroline has caught him looking at the girl's photos, the ones she did not send to him. She knows he has peeked more than once when she is out, can tell by how the order of the prints shifts in the envelope she stores them in, the one she keeps in her underwear drawer. She has not yet decided whether to show them to Harrington.
She decides that Friday evening is the best time to tell a new tale. This one will be hard for her, wonders if she has gone too far this time, to have been so adventurous so close to home.
She skirts around the edges.
"You never congratulated me for passing," she says.
"Your driving test?"
"I said in my letter."
"I know. Well done you. I thought it would take you at least three goes."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence. I suppose Colin was patient with me."
"Bet you're glad I recommended him."
"Did I ever say about Colin?"
"Say what?"
"That I think he's a little bit in love with me."
"Isn't everyone? But Colin must be sixty if a day."
"Fifty-four, actually."
"Time's done him no favours."
"He's a lovely bloke," Caroline says, her eyes all a dazzle of secret delight from knowing her latest salacious adventure is about to be revealed.
"Oh, Caz! I know that look. Please don't say what I'm thinking. Not with Colin, please, no. He's my dad's best mate! "
"He was so sweet to me while I was learning."
"He was sweet to me too, but I didn't — Oh, fuck! Please tell me you're winding me up."
"I think we'd better go upstairs."
"If he mentions this to Dad, 'cause you know how Colin gossips. He's like an old woman. Oh, god, Mum's going to find out."
"No, he won't tell anyone. I made him promise."
"And exactly what is there for him to promise not to tell?"
"You'll have to come to bed to find out."
Joe's hurt is more than she imagined, his excitement more than she had hoped. When he is naked, and before she begins her tale, she licks his cock. She applies saliva copiously so her lips will skate, to facilitate the ten long and sloppy laps to the underside that she draws out so slowly. His foreskin back, she spits on the tip before twirling her tongue round and round, then down and up from tip to balls, balls to tip.
"I think you might be a little more receptive now."
"Anyone else, Caz. But why the fuck him — of all people?"
"I wish I hadn't, but I did. So you might as well make the best of it."
"So was you planning to bed him all the time you were practising your reversing?"
"I never planned it in the least, never thought about him that way until on the way back from the test centre when he seemed so sad that he wouldn't be seeing me again."
"And so you thought you'd cheer him up by letting him fuck you?"
"The idea just popped into my head."
"Just popped into your head? Jeeez, Caz, what are you like."
"Do you remember when I was leaning, and how my lessons were after work, and how he'd have the car waiting for me in the free car park at the edge of town for when I'd clocked off? I never told you, but when I used to get into his car I'd catch him staring at my legs, so I've always known that he fancied me. And I know It's my fault, that I shouldn't have worn my short skirts for his lessons once I'd seen how he ogled my thighs while I was driving. He never said anything creepy, though, none of those suggestive comments blokes come out with when they're testing the water with you. Colin was always the perfect gentleman. And besides, I quite liked to think my legs were getting him all flustered."
"You're such a bitch in heat, Caz. You need spaying."
"Ha, ha! Anyhow. When I got back from my test with the examiner and told Colin I'd passed, he gave me this big hug and said how pleased he was for me, but also that he was sorry he wouldn't be seeing me again. He held me to him, and I could tell he didn't want to let me go."
"How did you know he didn't?"
"Because he held me longer than he should have, and so to break free of him I said what a good instructor he was, and that I would never have passed first time if not for him. I kissed his cheek while he held me. And when it was time for our embrace to end and it didn't, I thought, oh-ho, Caz."
"So you encouraged him with a kiss."
"I wasn't encouraging him — not then. I was genuinely grateful for all the patience he'd shown while I was learning. But when we got in the car, just before he started the engine, he told me he wished he was twenty years younger and I ten years older. And I asked him what did he mean, even though I knew what he meant. And he said, 'Oh nothing,' and looked embarrassed for saying it. But I thought it was a sweet thing to say, and the way he said it was nice too — not lecherous or anything, just dead sweet. That's when I started feeling all sad for him because he is a gentleman and he often made me laugh when he was teaching me, and he was always interested in my day, and was patient when I messed up my three-point turns."
In a long, compelling look, she sends Joe her love, and they kiss long and deep. Reassured, she continues her confession:
"And then it got me thinking about all the types of men I might meet up at the manor and how some of them might be older men, and how Colin might be a chance to see how it is with an older guy, because up at the manor I might have to do things for one even older than him. That wasn't the only reason. It would be my way of saying thank you to him."
"And did you just come out and say it: 'Hey Colin, want to fuck?'"
"No, I didn't say anything like that, Joe. When we pulled up outside our house for him to drop me off, I just asked him if wanted to come in for a bit."
"Jeeez, Caz! 'Come in for a bit.' You really said, 'Do you want to come in for a bit?'"
"More like, 'You can come in for a bit If you like, Colin — and have a cuppa, maybe?'"
"And what did he say?"
"He just looked at me."
"I bet he fucking looked at you. He knew what you were offering, believe me."
"No, he didn't, because he said that tea would be nice, but it would have to be a quick one because he had another lesson booked."
"So when did the penny drop?"
"Not then for sure. He had no idea what was happening. First, it was small talk while the kettle boiled. He asked how I was getting on with my psychology course and stuff. And he told me about his grandson — named Rory — and how he's two now, and into everything. I poured out tea, and we took them into the back room and sat on the sofa, but the drinks were a bit too hot for drinking, so we put the cups on the coffee table in front of us."
"Fascinating!"
"And because I knew how much he liked my legs, when the hem of my skirt rode up as I sat down I left it alone so that all my thighs were showing."
"Which skirt was it?"
"The plain black one with pleats. Why?"
"I want to picture what he saw. Tights?"
"Yes, Joe, of course, I wore tights... and my long boots."
"Your daily call girl look, then?"
"Fuck you, Joe. Do you want to hear this or not? I do this all for you, Joe — only you. Do you understand?" She moves to sit up, away from him, but he reaches for her arm, says:
"I'm sorry, Caz. I know you do. I love you too — love how we are. Go on. Is that when it happened, when he clicked what you were about?"
"I asked him if he liked how I dressed. He said I was a very smartly turned out young woman. I tried to get him to keep eye contact with, but I think being so close to my legs made him uncomfortable. I let my leg rest against his and began to stroke my thigh. He watched my fingers moving just like a cat watches when you tease it to attack your hand by wriggling your fingers. And like a big old tomcat that can't help himself, even though he knows it's only a hand coming and going and not a mouse at all, Colin was the same: a cat who couldn't help himself, a big old pussycat who should have know better."
"Did he kiss you?"
"Not then. He adjusted himself, and he put his hand on his knee so that it brushed the side of my knee. I told him he could touch my leg if he liked, that I knew he wanted to but he picked up his drink instead. Before he took a sip, he said, 'I'll have to go when I finish this, Mrs Higginbottom will be wondering where I've got to.'"
"What a pathetic git. You're handing it to him on a plate and he's scared to death."
"That's when I said I thought he liked my legs, that I'd seen the way he had them a lot when we were in the car on my lessons, and that it really was okay to touch them now. Well, that was it, he couldn't help himself. He placed his hand on my knee and squeezed, but he didn't look at me at all, as if trying to make out he wasn't responsible for his own hand's actions. So I placed my hand on top of his and guided it higher, and he gave this creepy whimper like an old biddy might do if they were dying. Finally, he turned to me and said, 'I think about you all the time, Caroline, I can't bear the thought of not seeing you again.' Then it was like he'd gone crazy, taken some fucked-up drug. He began kissing me in like smash and grab, ransacking my mouth with his tongue all sloppy and back and forth on my lips until I let it pass to inside where it kept going round and round."
"The dirty old fucker! I suppose you loved it, didn't you?"
"Not at all. Even though I'd led him on, that kiss took me by surprise. All that tongue in my mouth without warning was really horrid. I froze. For an instant, I was disgusted by him — and by myself for encouraging him. But he kept kissing me like it was his last ever chance with a woman and that no way was he letting it slip by."
"Probably was his last chance," Joe says.
"While he was kissing me I held my breath. It was like being underwater, and I kept thinking I'll never surface again, kept saying to myself this is just his tongue, Caz, soon it'll be his cock in your mouth. I felt so awful for leading him on and now hating it."
"This must have been the most stupid idea you've ever had."
"Because I'd frozen up, I still had my hand on his hand, pushing it flat against my inner thigh. When I didn't respond to his tongue, and when my grip tightened on his hand from the tension of it all, he thought he'd read me wrong, that perhaps I was playing some horrid joke on him. He broke away from me, apologising, repeating how sorry he was over and over. He started to stand up, but I still had his hand in mine and pulled him down."
"I managed to regain some composure, get back on course, let him have me as I'd planned. I said, 'It's okay, Colin.' But he still couldn't look at me, even though I said again how it was okay and that he'd surprised me that's all, and that he could kiss me again if he liked. But he wasn't really taking it on board, just started going on about his wife and how he loved her, and then about how young I was and how stupid he was even to think I would be interested in an old fool like him. He still didn't look at me, was talking into thin air, and so I reached out and turned his head to face me, and then he was looking at me, and I could see him battling with himself, so I leaned in and kissed him, just to show him everything was still okay between us."
"Did he feel your tits up?"
"Bloody hell, Joe. You have a real way with words. Let me tell you in my own time."
She reaches to the bedside table and takes a drink out of the glass she has brought up with her. Joe does the same on his side of the bed.
"Where was I? Oh, yeah. At first, he was dead passive when I kissed him. You know, just lips. And then I began getting into him a bit more, slipped all my tongue into his mouth and found his waiting. Even then he was still unsure, and so I went for it with my lips and tongue until I got him on the boil. That's when we began kissing like real lovers, and when his hand moved up my inner thigh until it was pressing against my crotch. His finger began massaging the mesh of my tights against the silkiness of my knickers so that the seam went sliding all over. That's when I parted my legs so he could feel me better..."
"— fucking dirty old Colin, rubbing you up and you loving his old hands between your legs."
"I began to get all wet inside my knickers. It was so exciting to feel I was breaking a taboo by being with a man thirty-five years older than me, and at the same time feeling worthless, as if I could never go back to normal things in life. It was all so deliciously horrible — if you can understand that? I kept saying to myself this guy's ten years older than your dad, Caz. And all the time I was getting him more and more excited until his breathing was almost like a runner after a race. I thought oh, god, please don't let him have a heart attack — 'cause, you know how he's a bit overweight and middle-aged and all, and you do hear about old blokes having heart attacks when they're having affairs with younger women."
"God, Caz. Just imagine him dying while he was shagging you. How would you have explained that to everyone?"
"He didn't though, did he. Thank god!"
"Show me how you kissed him."
She kisses Joe. He is passive for her. How sweet Joe is, how pleasing his young-man freshness, the beauty of his youthful mouth in his handsome face. Her only pleasure in kissing Colin came from knowing how much she excited him, and the feeling of power it gave her to reduce him to less than the man she had always respected.
When she breaks from kissing Joe, he says, "It is a wonder he's not dead if you kissed him like that."
She resumes her telling: "He broke from kissing me and was like a starving man at a buffet who did not know what to taste first. He began biting and sucking my neck, and I thought don't you dare leave love-bruises. And I had to twist my neck away, wriggle my head to let him know it wasn't on to do that. And then he moved on to lick my cheeks, my forehead, even my nose and ears until his slobber drenched my face and neck. Then his hands all over me, squeezing my breasts through my top. You should have seen him, Joe. His desire for me was off the scale, and it made me horny as hell to know I could arouse a man to such a pitch. As he groped and licked me, I had horrible thoughts about how if I got naked for him, seeing my young body might finish him off. And yet a part of me wanted to see what I could reduce him to, actually wanted him to die, die because he found me so beautiful, so arousing. I whispered to him that we should go up to bed, that I wanted him to fuck me over and over until I said he could stop."
She does not say how she had thought of telling Colin she wanted him to fuck her in the arse as Harrington had done. She had nearly said it but decided it would be too much for a man like Colin, that he would think her quite insane. She could not imagine the thought of anal sex ever raising its head in Colin's mundane world. But since her night of dabbling in that darkest of arts, she had thought of little else, and looked forward to the day when she might sample its delights again. Anal sex was an acquired taste, she felt, like really spicy Indian curries.
Joe is on his feet, pacing up and down at the foot of the bed. "Oh, god, Caz! Sometimes I think I no longer know who the fuck you are. I'm worried about what you might bring down on yourself — on us both. How many's that you've had? The butler bloke Harrington; and that Neil — a guy you let take you off the street. And let's not forget your new lesbian girlfriend. And tonight I find out you've been doling out sexual favours to needy old men. We should invite the City reserves round sometime; perhaps, just perhaps, a team of eleven might satisfy you."
"No need for the team, Joe. Harrington is enough for any girl."
Immediately she regrets her words and then is relieved to see Joe has not taken them on board. He's returned to the bed and is asking about Colin's cock.
"It was just a cock, Joe, nothing out of the ordinary. He's a bit overweight — not horribly so — and it felt weird to be touching squidgy flesh on a man when I'm used to muscles like yours."
"He'd calmed a bit by the time we got up here. He asked me if I was still sure about making love. And I nodded and went to him, and then it was like undressing a girl. He just stood and let me take his clothes. When he was naked, I kissed all down his body. He especially liked me sucking his nipples, moaned a lot when I did that. And when I got to his cock, he kept saying how sweet I was, 'You, sweet, sweet girl,' he kept saying. His cock was dead hard by then. And I spat on it like I do on yours, and slipped my tongue all around it before taking the tip into my mouth and doing that thing you like so much. Soon he was leaking that funny cum stuff that happens when men are all worked up. You know how I much love the taste of that, don't you, Joe?"
"His pre-cum. You never said you liked it until now."
"Yeah, that stuff. Well, I do like it — and the stuff that comes after it. But I thought I'd better stop sucking him or else he might not get it hard again if he cums now, so I told him to get on the bed. Then I undressed and he watched me. When I began to pull my tights down he asked me to leave them on, which I thought was weird, but he said he liked to see them, that he liked the texture against his bare flesh; and that he particularly liked mine because they were fine denier and did not have that reinforced part at the top."
"Yeah, he looks a bit of a perv. I can imagine him pinching knickers from washing lines."
"So I lay down by his side in just my knickers and tights, and we cuddled facing each other on our sides, just cuddled for ages with his head among my hair while his hands went running up and down the back of my thighs and over my bum. His hands kept squeezing all the time, especially my bum and the back of my thighs at the top. And his big belly was soft against my body, but I could still feel his cock pushing at me. Then we started kissing some more."
"Oh god, Caz, this is not a turn on at all — you with an old fat guy who gets turned on by you wearing your work tights in bed."
She knows he's lying. There is such intensity in his denial. She takes his cock in hand and squeezes, says, "Are you sure about that, Joe?"
"Oh, god! Just tell me how he fucked you."
"He had to take my tights off to do that... But first, he kissed my tits one after the other, biting my nipples hard and I loved it. And then he licked his way to my armpits, snuffling in them. Licking in them tickled and made me giggle and twist, so he kissed all down my arm, to my hands and fingers, and back again. His saliva was all over me. Then he began kissing all down my legs, my feet — just like Kate did. What's with these people and my feet?"
"You have such kissable feet."
"You never kiss them."
"Was he a long stayer? They say older blokes can keep it up for ages."
"I suppose he was, but there was a lot of huffing and puffing, and I had to put it in for him. And then I realised he'd probably not had proper sex for years. There was no ease about him, he couldn't even begin to get in a rhythm, and his big belly was squashing down on me like a giant sponge pudding. He had this kind of lumbering way when he began to fuck me — which was not good at all, and I wanted out. I said I wanted to change position, go on top, but he ignored me, just kept on with his pathetic rutting. So I had to shush him, stroke his cheek to calm him, to pay attention to my needs. I asked him again if I could go on top instead, but he wouldn't withdraw, just looked down on me as if he no longer knew who I was or where he was. So I had to be all girly sweet and say, 'please, Colin. I so love being on top, and Jo never lets me be on top so it will be extra special for me and that I'll make ever-so-nice for you.'"
"And did he get off you?"
"It was such a relief when he did."
"That'll teach you to bring fat blokes into our bed."
"He's not that fat, just has a big beer belly. It's more his body has become set. He no longer has the flexibility of a younger man, what with him being sat in that car all day long. He used to be in the police, you know, and really fit."
"Yeah, he used to bore me with his police stories when he gave me lessons."
"But before I got chance to mount him he went back to kissing me all over my body again. He pressed his face into my pussy — not to please me but to rub his cheeks and chin against it while moaning and lapping at me. I had to get quite stroppy with him to make him leave off. Eventually, I got him to lie on his back so that I could climb onto his cock.
"Did you face towards his head or away?" Joe asks.
"Does it make a difference?"
"To me it does. I need to picture it."
"Towards his feet — so I didn't have to look at him." She does not tell Joe that when she sank onto Colin's cock, she imagined it was Harrington's opening her up, him who was slowly and utterly filling her.
She tells Joe how it was she who had fucked Colin, not he who had fucked her. With words she conjures a fantasy to take Joe back to that afternoon when she had slowly straddled the man and undulated her hips, grinding herself onto his waiting erection. In that moment of settling onto him, a profound understanding of how she was compelled to acts such as these by her search for herself through the bodies of others, how she had become driven to experience sensual abundance in all its manifestations just because she could.
Her youth and beauty were things she no longer disdained in herself. Now she sensed a growing emotional depth, a literacy of mind and body. At that moment, there flared in her mind an irrepressible certainty that she would live her life in whatever manner she saw fit.
Now as she talks to Joe, she recalls how with Colin she drove her body to exceed all self-restraint. She remembers how she had raised her arms to join her fingers behind her head to give herself balance as she rode his cock handless to orgasm, her elbows angled as wings, hands subsumed in the darkness of her cascading hair. She stared ahead as she gyrated her hips in movements never forgot from practising to perfection her hula hoop's rotation when a girl.
His groan of pleasure spurred her on to a gallop, the dome of his belly taking the role of a saddle to support the rise and fall of her buffetting buttocks. And there across the room, the reflection of her head and torso in the dresser mirror; herself naked, fabulously bobbing up and down as if galloping across a twilight English country landscape. And when she closed her eyes, it was as if she had taken to the air and was soring in great sweeps and plunges lifted and dropped by summer thermals.
And for all her skill and energy, the cock that skewered her did not falter, and she came to imagine herself and it as broomstick and rider, its swollen presence transporting her to a Sabbath where all the lost and beautiful girls went to be wicked and self-abandoned with Harrington, he as their goat Mendes, her idol to be worshipped. And so she closed her eyes to let her mind fly where it would until Colin's groans like murder called her back to herself. His sex-sounds became a great expulsion of air and disappointment, the joy and regret of a man who has failed to endure but still has pleasure in his failing.
Her eyes opened as if jerked from an unfolding dream, hurled from one reality to another, one now less real than the one inhabited before sleeping. And then all that mattered was his body straining upwards, burying himself deeper so his cock's pulse like spasms could fill her with its tepid cargo.
Even as he became still, softening inside her, she continued to grind her cunt against him in a futile attempt to prolong her pleasure. And there across the room was her image seeming altered now. The eyes gazing out at her from the mirror were no longer hers but those of a woman in the clench of utter wantonness.
With no cock to ride, her passion faltered, and she sobered and became disaffected, hating that her sexuality had driven her to the rashness of only an hour ago, now seen as inexplicable, a self-induced deviancy she could not rationalise. As she stared at her reflection, while aware of the rise and fall of Colin's belly beneath her and his desperate breathing dying away, it dawned on her that her face was no longer that of a teenage girl and that it was a woman who now looked back at her. It was then that she wanted to cry for the precious young person she had left behind, so rashly abandoned only weeks ago.
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Wife LoversJoe stands behind Caroline as she sits at the table writing. He lifts her long hair to one side to uncover the nape of her neck, kisses it gently before saying, "Tell me again, Caz. Tell me how his cock tasted.""I've an essay to finish," Caroline says, her pen moving quickly across the page."Please, Caz. It won't take long. I've got a hard-on just thinking about him having you like that."It's five nights since Caroline's visit to Dammartin Manor. This evening she's sat at home doing coursework...
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Group SexSeven the next morning, Ray runs Caroline home; she had expected Jerry to be the one.His motor is all chilled leather, dials and panelling. Joe could name it — this Jaguar XJC coupe — but all Caroline knows is it looks expensive, its plush interior something she could get used to. She decides he is a drug dealer, the taxi firm just a front. Best not ask questions, just get yourself home and bury this night deep.They drive through early Sunday streets, past dog walkers, milk-floats and...
Group SexCaroline and Harrington are discussing The Duke of Mercia, a regular guest of Lord Dammartin."Why would he want to do it like that?" Caroline asks Harrington."Some men prefer it.""But why, when I have a perfectly good vagina?""It's tighter.""Are you saying my pussy isn't tight enough?""Far from it, Caroline: yours is one of the tightest little pussies it's been my fortune to have fucked, and may I also say, the loveliest to gaze upon. My cock and I will be eternally grateful for the pleasure of...
AnalThe first Monday of the last week in October, Caroline is on her fifteen-minute walk to work. There is an autumn chill in the air, a hint of a change in the season. She thinks of shopping for new boots, and maybe a pair of smart pants like the gorgeous blonde girl wears — the tall one who often passes through the square where in fine weather Caroline and Dorothy sit to eat their lunch.In town, a bus discharges its crush of passengers across her path: office workers, students, shop girls. One...
LesbianSabal Chaudhary runs the License 4 U driving school. He is a United States citizen originally from India. Most of his clients are young drivers getting their license at sixteen. Occasionally, a woman who needs to cart her kids from place to place decides to get a license and hires Sabal for lessons. Margaret is such a woman. Having lived in New York City for years, she'd had no need to drive. Either her husband did the driving, or she used public transportation. But now they live in the...
First TimeWhere the fuck is this Jerry bloke! The lady on the phone at the cab office told Caroline he would only be ten minutes; it's getting on for twenty now.She's getting cold standing here outside the red telephone box from where she made the call. The autumn morning air seeps beneath her long coat and chills her flesh. For all the warmth the skimpy satin nightie she wears beneath it provides, she may as well be naked under there. She has fastened all the buttons, the top one tight against her...
Group SexWhere the fuck is this Jerry bloke! The lady on the phone at the cab office told Caroline he would only be ten minutes; it's getting on for twenty now.She's getting cold standing here outside the red telephone box from where she made the call. The autumn morning air seeps beneath her long coat and chills her flesh. For all the warmth the skimpy satin nightie she wears beneath it provides, she may as well be naked under there. She has fastened all the buttons, the top one tight against her...
Group SexFATHER AND MOTHER OF A BRIDE by enduringshades A SPECIAL DAY I am sitting in my living room all dressed to the nines. The car is not due for another half hour, but I am very excited and I couldn't wait to get ready. I've been preparing for this special day for six months now. I have been dieting and exercising, learning how to dance and planning and deciding what to wear. I am really pleased with my outfit. Since my twenties, it is one that I often daydreamed about wearing if I...
Huma presents another hot incest between brother and sister story. I thank you all for your comments on my stories. I had kept myself away from my incestuous love with my own brother Karthik, younger to by three years. Actually our first encounter had been a chance encounter. It had been my birthday and we drank just for fun. Slowly I grew tipsy and aroused sexually. My brother was fascinated by my large boobs and firm ass. To crown the evening, our Cable operator showed a blue film by chance....
IncestThe morning after the addition of Scarlett, the pretty eighteen year old from the assay office in town, the brothers were in the kitchen questioning Jamie about his wedding night upstairs. The poor youngster was overwhelmed with shyness not wanting to disclose some of the more intimate games that the experienced Scarlett had played with him. His brother Stewart was silently sympathetic because he had already taken the pretty Scarlett shortly after she arrived as she bent over the butter churn...
A package for Caroline. It has the Dammartin Manor crest. She takes it through to the back room and sits down in the big armchair, tucking her stockinged feet beneath her bum. She turns the stiff cardboard envelope curiously in her hands while wondering what it might contain. Finally, she decides that there's only one way to find out, and she begins to pick at the flap with her nails. When she has it open, she pulls out a wad of glossy photographs.Oh, God! Look at these! Her insides twist into...
ThreesomesA package for Caroline. It has the Dammartin Manor crest. She takes it through to the back room and sits down in the big armchair, tucking her stockinged feet beneath her bum. She turns the stiff cardboard envelope curiously in her hands while wondering what it might contain. Finally, she decides that there's only one way to find out, and she begins to pick at the flap with her nails. When she has it open, she pulls out a wad of glossy photographs.Oh, God! Look at these! Her insides twist into...
ThreesomesHi All, This is Akshay Ganna again. I am 36 years old and have a very nice 6 feet tall athletic body. I hope you have enjoyed my previous stories and 4 parts of “My Brother’s Bride”. This incidence I am narrating is of the day of the marriage when I had sex with Bhavana (my cousin brother’s bride) just few hours before they tied the knots of new relationship. My cousin brother Vinay and Bhavana marriage was on 3rd May. It was a hot summer month, but with an unpredictable Indian monsoon. The day...
Palmerston's brougham pulled into Hounslow Manor shortly before dusk. As we three stepped down to stretch after the jarring ride from London and the footmen unstrapped our bags from the rear of the carriage, I heard the door to the manor open and I turned to discover the most divinely radiant vision I have had the pleasure to experience. Lady Palmerston – or Victoria, as I still think of her – stood at the top of the stone steps with the last dappled light of the day shining through the...
If you read previous stories, you will see at the church ladies retreat I had the preachers wife Pam, my sex slave cum slut, seduce my wife. Since that time, Pam had met with her 3 other times for romantic love making sessions, all of them caught on film.If you read my last story about the BBC gang bang my wife Charlotte had, this is the follow-on after she was devastated I found out she "cheated!"While I had my wife Charlotte set-up by Ed, her BBC 24 year old boy toy lover, and he had her...
Months after proposing to me to become Her permanent slave, which made me the happiest man alive, the big day had finally arrived. Mistress and slave had been planning the ceremony as soon as it became official and wanted it to be as perfect as possible. Mistress selected a beautiful farm which was well known for hosting weddings for the locale, but this ceremony would be different than what they were accustomed to.The guests arrived and were seated. Some of them were aware of our Femdom...
I am 26 years old and I identify as a straight male. I have never masturbated to gay porn, I have never had a crush on another guy nor been attracted to another male ever. I do like transsexual porn, but never trans + a man always solo or with a woman. I was until recently in a semi-long term relationship and after that I’ve been very sexually active with a female friend of mine.Anyway, I’m currently learning to drive, and my driving instructor is a 50 something year old man. I have been...
Just a short week later, Sheila was humming a silly ditty out behind the main house hanging the wash from all seven brothers on the multiple clotheslines erected by a thoughtful Shawn who was trying to show his appreciation for her "tending" to his needs with the permission of his understanding brother Angus. In fact, Sheila had managed to go the rounds with all of the brothers taking care to only allow use of her willing hands and her busy mouth. She laughed thinking that she had more...
Pam, the MILF preachers wife did as I ordered her. She did give me those panties from her cunt at church as ordered and when I called the Preacher's house the week after I first fucked her, I asked if her husband was home. Yes she said, very well, tell him you are going shopping at the mall and Christian book store. Go buy things at the book store first, then meet me at the pet store in the mall. You are to go into the bathroom at the Christian bookstore and remove your panties, and have them...
The time, six months ago. The scene, the local YMCA. There I was, a 6 foot, 265 pound blob of 40 year old insecurity and bruised ego, struggling to keep up with the rest of the aerobics class. Sweat stung my eyes and pain radiated from my bad knee — neither sensation was particularly noticeable compared to the pounding of my heart and the gasping sounds of my labored breathing. Pride was the only thing which kept me on my feet and moving. I could tell that the instructor was watching...
TEEN FLASHER'S THERAPY"You are deep in trouble, young lady," Brad heard his wife Lyn saying to his daughter, as she dragged her out of the car and into the house. "Go ahead and tell your father what you've been doing!"Ashley was a gorgeous looking 14 year old. She's always been a sweet little girl, smart, cute, well behaved, mommy and daddy's pride and joy. Lately, however, ever since she started filling out, growing curves, and turning quite rapidly into a stunning young woman, her personality...
HotwifeI woke up during the night with Marcus cuddling me and playing with my pierced nipples, which once again was making me wet.I climbed on top of him and proceeded to rub my pussy all over his hard cock. It wasn't long after that I pushed myself down him which caused us both to orgasm again and then we fell back to sleep.We woke up about ten. We both needed a shower. Marcus proceeded to wash me paying special attention to my pierced nipples and pussy. I decided, 'Two can play this game.'I...
Wife LoversDuring spring break of my wife’s junior year in college, she went on a field trip with her journalism class. They visited two universities that offered master's degrees in journalism. The class instructor, Mr. Newman, had made arrangements for the group to attend several graduate seminars at each school and meet with the heads of the journalism departments to discuss admissions requirements. He also made motel reservations for the group.Each of the graduate schools was several hundred miles...
College SexHer daddy, Louis, had given her a driving lesson each day for the past two weeks; they even had multiple lessons each day that he was home from work. And, without fail, each lesson ended with Sarah taking a load of her daddy's hot cum in her twat. A few times she had given him a blowjob first, because she had heard that guys could fuck longer if they had already cum. It hadn't taken long for Sarah to discover that she loved the taste of her daddy's cum, almost as much as she loved feeling...
After Mistress placed the chastity cage on slave's tiny clitty and slave placed the key to the cage around Her neck, T/they were officially Mistress and slave. That was the end of the ceremony and it was time to proceed to the Reception or Bridal Feast as Mistress prefers to call it. Mistress turned and tugged on the leash. "Come slave" is what She ordered before leading slave, who was crawling on all fours behind Her past the assembled guests, family, and friends. slave was still wearing it's...
Today was the day which both Mel and Maryanne have been dreaming of most of their lives, their wedding. When both of them first started to dream of being a bride,it was all about each of them having their own pretty pretty princess day. The day's goal was making them the center of attention, The epicenter of everyone's focus. Them being the most beautiful lady at the wedding. Then when Mel became older her wedding day became more about finding that special lady who accepted her for who...
Caught wife showing off to the teen neighbor This story was inspired by and for Kwen54.It was a beautiful summer Friday afternoon, and the boss told us to take the rest of the day off. I got home a few hours earlier than usual and entered the house, made my way the kitchen, and grabbed a beer from the fridge. Making my way across the kitchen I glanced out the patio door and saw my mid fifties wife Wendy completely naked, legs spread on a patio recliner facing the neighbors treehouse. At first I...
Hi guys , your naughty professor is back. So After I got good response to my previous stories I am back to share another experience of my sex life/For those who don’t know me myself naughty professor, Sachin, age 24, average built , creative guru in satisfying any girl or ladies known for being a funny sex maniac. Any bhabhi or girls from Delhi and Chennai can contact me for sex chat and confidential relationships.100 % satisfaction and privacy are guaranteed from naughty professor. Waiting for...
IncestHello all. I hope you all are good now that we are in the unlock phase, and everything is getting back to normal slowly. I’m Prem, and back with another one of my experiences about a hot bride. All my stories are in a linear order, and to understand everything, do read . Let’s get started. I had another hot ‘friend with benefit’ on my list after I fucked my ex-roommate’s girlfriend. We continued to be in touch and fuck whenever we got a chance. Still, again my work life had kept me busy and I...
It was a typical saturday night and i was sitting in the local bar watching the local girls try to strip tease . That is when it went from normal to kinda nice, This short woman came in and sat down besides me and started to talk. She said her name was Pam and was out looking for a good time. Not one to turn down a sure thing I decided to see how far I could get with ehr. To start things off she was not all that great looking with maybe a small B cup tits and a so-so face. About an...
1st Chapter Preview …. A Bride For Seven Brothers #2 By Maria Garcia The Moral Right Of The Author Is Asserted (Warning: Sexually Explicit Content) The honeymoon is well and truly over, her seven men are proving troublesome in more ways than Ruby could ever have imagined and to add to her problems Grumpy is considering leaving the farm to return to the city, the twins, Sneezy and Sleepy although quite happy to share argue about exactly who should be on top, Dopey is in counselling for his...
1st Chapter Preview …. A Bride For Seven Brothers #2 By Maria Garcia The Moral Right Of The Author Is Asserted (Warning: Sexually Explicit Content) The honeymoon is well and truly over; her seven men are proving troublesome in more ways than Ruby could ever have imagined and to add to her problems Grumpy is considering leaving the farm to return to the city, the twins; Sneezy and Sleepy although quite happy to share argue about exactly who should be on top; Dopey is in counselling for his...
Oral Sex‘Get the nose up boy’ said Alan Foster, my instructor. I pulled back on the yolk and the nose rose but too fast. ‘I have control’ Alan said as he corrected my feeble attempt to land the plane. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a bad pilot, I just have this problem with landing. ‘Try again’ said Alan. I did and although it wasn’t pretty, we managed a very bumpy landing. At the debrief Alan put a video in the player saying that this is how it’s done. He explained that it was his daughter on her first...
Conchita carried the marks of an overenthusiastic trooper proudly on her rump. He had used his little riding whip on her round white flanks. Sheila had watched the expression of sheer excitement on her face as she took the punishment with grateful shudders. It almost made her jealous of the sexy woman with her juicy slit and a mouth that had the skills of a born cocksucker. Fortunately, a pair of troopers had distracted her with their dual entry front and back and she lost all interest in...
a*****ing the Brideby Black DemonBride & Groom where whisked away by the five black men. On their way to the hotel, they now had been taken to a hideaway in the mountains. The beautiful bride, in her pure white wedding gown was surrounded by the black captives. Her husband was tied to a chair next to her. Julie was a virgin bride who had never seen or handled a cock before.This was not a chance happening but a planned k**napping. It had been a chance sighting for the blacks a month ago,...
Riding the bus home from school, Amanda looked out the rain-streaked window. "It's not raining too hard," she thought to herself, "maybe Mike won't cancel out on me." Mike was Amanda's older brother and the person who would be giving her driving lessons. He was volunteered for the position by their parents and although he was soon to be 19 and getting ready to graduate, he didn't really protest much. Mike and Amanda had learned early to help each other out as their parents had high-pressure...
The Reluctant Bride by Jamie B Chapter 1 The phone rang four times. Hello can I speak to Igrid please. This is Ingrid, a well modulated sexy voice replied. Ingrid, you have a bridal gown advertised in the newspaper, can you tell me something about it. Yes, its very beautiful; The top is satin and quite tight to mould to your figure. The sleeves are very puffy at the top and can be worn on or off the shoulder. They have a little ruffle tied with ribbon that hangs...
FATHER OF THE BRIDE. 'This should have been the happiest day of my life.' Gail Thorn thought to herself as she sat with her father in the back seat of the black limo. Gail had plain for this day for months, maybe even years, and now that the big day was here, the feelings that she thought would magically appear, had not. The wedding of Larry Chandler and Gail Thorn was to be the wedding of the social season. The coming together of two such powerful families had been well planned out even before...
It was a beautiful setting for a wedding. The bride, Kate, and her husband had chosen to have a small ceremony, set on the beach, with just their closest friends and relatives in attendance. Everyone was in the festive mood that comes with a wedding. The husband could hardly take his eyes off his lovely wife. The ceremony was short, the guests gathered on a secluded spot on the beach near the hotel where the bride and groom where staying. Pictures were taken, vows were made, everyone...
As the fourth massive load of cum erupted over my wife’s willing tongue and landed on her eager face, I knew that this day would live on in my memory forever. Looking down at her, camera in hand as she stroked a cock in each hand, she looked up at me and breathed, ‘Happy Wedding Day, Darling!’ I need to restep to let you know the whole story. Two weeks ago, we were laying in bed after some pretty awesome sex. She cuddled up and asked me what I’d been thinking about while I was pounding her. I...
Wife LoversAngus's new bride Sheila was forgivably late waking up the next morning. The other side of the bed was empty and she had a moment of panic forgetting where she was and what she was doing there. Then, she remembered the pleasures of the night before. It had been her wedding night with her new husband Angus. The memory of his long thick cock made her shudder and the familiar tingle started deep in her hidden cave between her shapely naked legs. Quickly, she got up and used the pot under the...
This is a work of fiction. Any character portrayed living or dead is purelycoincidental.Read full story here: http://iup.ro/s/4388Sara had just come home from a rough day at school. Her boyfriend of onemonth Jake dumped her for Linda the cheerleader. "Hello." Sara said. Whenthere was no answer she walked the house. She found no one there. Saraforgot about her cell phone took it out of her back pack and check formessages. There was a voice mail. "Hello sweetie." Sara knew the voicewas her...
MY BROTHER THE BRIDE by BobH (c) 2009 I am the word. I've always loved my twin brother, Michael - he's my brother, after all - but there was a time when I didn't like him very much. That time is not now, I'm glad to say. No, now he's perfect. Mikey's getting married today and I'm here offering sisterly support as he gets ready for the big event. He's nervous of course, but looking at him I can't help but feel proud of him and of how he's grown into such a beautiful person over...
I am Alex,28 years old,in three days i will finally marry Andrea,21.After two years of engagement i can't wait to make love to her.She is a virgin, not pretty but the body is fantastic,long slender legs and incredibly perky tits.She is a teacher from a very conservative background,vegan,shy and prude.My beloved wife keeps fit with daily yoga practice.All things that turn me on,unfortunately she think that sex is exclusively for re procreation,so,no more then twice a month.She only accepted me...
This incident that happened 15 yrs back has left such an impression on my mind that I felt like sharing it with all readers of ISS. I was a student in one of the prestigious Medical Colleges in Kerala and was into my 3rd yr when this incident happened. My house was about 10kms from the College. As I was into heavy exercises and sports, my physique was well known and so was popular among the girls. I didn’t have any girlfriends but used to be very free with everyone. There was one particular...