Spark - The Fire That Blinds, Part I free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

My wife works for a university with a large and well-known art program. She helps students find representation, learn how to advertise themselves, and tries to prepare them for the business side of the art world. She also helps organize the many shows, gallery openings and exhibitions for the college, which means that I am forever getting dragged to an endless series of the horrible things.

Don't get me wrong – I love art and I love my wife – it's just that these shows get – what's the word? Tedious. The awkward re-introductions and clammy handshakes with people you've met a half dozen times before; the same, recycled jokes and inevitable comments about the weather; the warm, almost flat champagne in paper cups; and the constant hum and buzz of college students excited to show off their oh-so-edgy art to friends, families, and agents.

To help me get through these boring affairs, I invented a little game to keep my mind occupied. I'd find the cutest, most intriguing young college girl and make her my fantasy tryst for the night. I'd watch as she'd laugh with her friends, or pose for a picture with the lumpy model from her painting. I'd imagine that we were involved in a very exciting – and very secret – affair, and that we had to pretend not to know each other. Every accidental glance in my direction was, in my head, a coy and knowing communication. Every subtle gesture, every flip of the hair, was meant to attract my attention. Every glance at her phone was a hope to find a message from me.

By the time I was driving home with my wife, I'd have a carefully constructed personality, complete with favorite colors and animals, ticklish spots and preferred sexual positions. I'd work through an extremely detailed post-event rendezvous, where we'd be free to finally tear each others' clothes off and ravish each other. And by morning, my mini-affair would be over, only to be replaced by another at the next event. It was always just one girl, never the same one twice. I never spoke or approached, never allowed more than a moment's eye contact. I never would've acted on such a fantasy. It was all just to endure.

At one such event towards the end of spring semester a couple of years ago, my private little game got me into what ended up being a whole lot of trouble. The handshakes and small talk part of the evening was over – or at least at an intermission – and I was wandering the gallery with my third cup of warm champagne, eyeing student art and, well, students. I noticed a few very attractive girls, but they seemed boring, empty, completely uninteresting. Until my eyes landed on a pretty redhead joking around with her friends. She was slender and pale, with those high, freckled cheekbones and bright blue eyes that redheads so often have. The pale blue sundress she wore flicked and fluttered around as she gestured, and her smile was warm, casual, and very frequent. I had just found my affaire de la soirée.

I kept a close eye on her as she danced around the room, giving out hugs and congratulations. I imagined she was the youngest of three from somewhere out of state – Oklahoma, I decided. She liked Thai food, but was absolutely terrible with chopsticks. She had a boyfriend back home, but the demands (and temptations) of college life had led to their breakup just two months ago.

I had just worked out those details when her blue eyes landed directly on mine as if she knew I was thinking about her. She held my gaze. I spun around a bit awkwardly and way too quickly, almost spilling my dreadful champagne. Shit, I thought. My game had been interrupted and I had made a fool of myself. I was going to have to pick another girl.

I pretended to study a nearby painting. The painting actually wasn't too bad. It was a stylized portrait of a woman, nude, turned to the side, painted in burnished gold hues and earthy reds and browns on a rough piece of wood. The artist had accentuated the grains in the wood by painting along them, swirling around the knots and holes in the wood to create a whirling river like background. It was... decent. More than decent, it was actually really good for student work.

"Do you like it?"

I turned to face my redhead. I cleared my throat a little too loudly and stammered out that I did. "It's quite good. I like the use of found wood, and especially what the artist did with it." I was staring at the freckles on her cheekbones. "Um, is it yours?"

"Yep," she replied with that serene smile. "It's the first time I've tried something like this. Wasn't sure how it would come out."

I was just beginning to realize that the naked woman in burnished golds and earthy reds was the girl standing in front of me. If I wasn't careful, I was going to have to go to some lengths to hide my erection. "Seriously, it's one of the better pieces I've seen at any of these shows. And I come to a lot of these shows. You would not believe the number of lumpy nudes I've seen!"

She laughed. "That's because lumpy nudes are the most fun to draw! Do you work for the university?"

"No, but my wife does. That's her over there, schmoozing with some university donors, no doubt."

"So are you an artist, then?"

"God, no. I write books. Dry, scholarly stuff. Nothing artistic about it."

"So just a connoisseur of fine, student artwork, then." She had a funny, sharp way of talking that perfectly matched her sparkling eyes. She turned back to her painting. "So, what do you think it means? Tell me about this piece. Pretend it's not mine and that you won't break my heart if you don't only say nice things."

"Well, let's see..." I pretended to take a sip from my very empty champagne cup. "The way the figure is standing, off to the side and turned a little, says to me that she feels a bit... detached, or different. But she's not lonely. In fact, she looks quite comfortable being who she is."

I leaned in closer to the painting. "Her face – which is absolutely beautiful – shows how perfectly calm she is in the midst of everything swirling around her. She's not afraid. In fact, she looks happy, calm." I paused, my face very close to the face in the painting. "She's a beautiful soul. I mean, she's captured me. I feel like I'd do anything for her."

There was a blissful moment when we seemed to be the only two people in the gallery. I turned and found her with a flush on her face. Her lips had lowered into a subtly playful half-smile. "Are we still talking about art?" she asked quietly.

I knew this was a moment – one of those terrifying moments when things go completely, dreadfully wrong. Or, on rare occasions, really well. I looked down into her eyes and let go of my nervousness, my awkwardness, my careful social distance. I let her see that I wanted her. "Definitely."

She let out a slow breath before the mischief returned to her eyes. "C'mon, I have an idea." She headed off, weaving easily through the crowd. I glanced behind at my wife, happily chatting away, before going after her.

I followed her to the back of the gallery, where she turned a corner and led me to a door. She looked back over her shoulder at me, eyes large and questioning. I gave her a slight nod to show her I was game, and she ducked quickly inside. I waited a couple of moments, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and followed her in.

I fumbled for a light switch and revealed what was basically a storage closet, albeit a large one. Off to one side was a work table with pieces of frame and bits of wire. On the shelves all around were cans and tubes of paint, tools, and broken bits of what must have been incredibly bad sculptures. And at the far end, my redhead was against the wall, half leaning, hands clasped behind her back.

The little blue sundress looked so small, so thin, hanging from her freckled shoulders by the thinnest of straps. The serenity in her smile was gone; her lips were wet, inviting. I would have happily stood and stared for hours, taking in every inch from every angle, looking for meaning or for symbolism, enjoying how one color blended into another, marveling at how the composition was absolutely perfect. But her eyes were locked on mine. She was waiting.

I tried to walk slowly, but my knees were ready to buckle, so I closed the gap quickly, pulling her away from the wall and wrapping my arms around her – my god, she felt so light, so small, almost frail, like a bird. I kissed her lips hard as she wrapped her arms around my neck and slipped her tongue between my lips. What was I doing? My wife was in the next room, hobnobbing with colleagues and bigwigs, and I was in a storage closet passionately kissing a young woman easily half my age. But the spike of electricity down my spine was too much to resist.

I closed my eyes and let my other senses explore. I felt the softness of the skin on her back where the little sundress dipped lower; the sharp intake of breath between kisses and the slow, intoxicating exhale into my mouth; the tiny-ness of her waist and the sudden flare of her hips; the gentle rise of her breasts, the exquisite softness of them and the tiny gasp she let out when I touched them; and the blur of red hair when I finally opened my eyes again.

I wanted this woman, needed her, needed to be inside of her, a part of her. Sex was impossible in the closet, I decided – too loud, too exposed, too risky. I wasn't even sure if the door was locked.

So I let my hand follow the curve of her hips around to her ass. I pulled her hips into me, pressing my erection against her. We both let out a moan, and I briefly reconsidered the question of just fucking right there in the closet. I began gathering the little sundress into my hand, pulling it up the back of her leg until I felt soft, warm skin. I cupped her ass as we continued to press into each other. Her panties were lace, which, for some reason, surprised me.

Reluctantly, I pulled my crotch from hers, pushing her back against the wall while simultaneously sliding my hand from the back of her panties to the front. I could feel the wet heat of her pussy through the lacy fabric. She pulled away from my kiss and let her head fall back, letting out a long breathy sigh as I began to rub her pussy. She parted her legs a little and I cupped her cunt, applying just a bit of real pressure with the heel of my hand before easing back to a light, teasing rub.

Our lips met again, her breath ragged, rushed, almost desperate. I was in heaven, but it wasn't enough – not nearly enough. My fingers began looking for the edges of her panties. She broke our kiss.

"Here, wait..." she said, lifting up her dress and wrangling the soaking wet panties to her ankles before kicking them off entirely. She leaned back against the wall, gathering the dress and lifting it slowly. Her eyes burned into mine, glassy, wide, full of lust.

My fingers grazed the inside of her thigh. She let out a little whimper, but didn't look away. I inched my way up her thighs, enjoying the look of agony in her eyes; agony that melted into bliss when my fingers found her naked pussy. It was soft, completely smooth, but for a few random patches of stubble, and sopping wet. I resumed my gentle stroking of her naked lips, enjoying the impossible slickness, the warmth, and especially the look of complete surrender in her eyes.

She was breathing hard now, almost gasping in an effort to stay quiet. My fingers teased around her pussy, flicking gently at her clitoris before sliding back down to tease open her lips and dip ever so slightly into her vagina. It was when I slipped a whole finger in that she let out a little yelp. We both paused, my finger still inside her, listening for any change in the crowd noise, any indication that someone had heard. Nothing but the usual drone of small talk and laughter. I realized that if we were to make it out of this little adventure undiscovered, we should probably hurry things up.

I placed my free hand firmly over her mouth as I slid my finger out and then in again. This time, the yelp was a muffled mmph. I began to go faster and a little harder. I could feel her wetness running down the back of my hand as I slowed to insert a second finger.

I was finger-fucking her in earnest now, my middle and ring finger plowing deep inside, the heel of my hand bumping repeatedly against her clit. The mmphs came louder now, and the wet, slapping, fucking sounds were loud enough to make me look nervously back at the door.

Her knees buckled a little as she spread her legs a bit to take in even more of me. Her head rolled back and the mmphs became a long, low guttural growl as I began to feel the first spasms squeezing my fingers. Her body writhed and twisted between the wall and my hand over her mouth, but she managed to stay on her feet.

Her glassy eyes found mine again as the orgasm subsided. I pulled my hand away, leaving a stark white impression on her otherwise bright red face. She let out a little laugh, which made me smile.

"We should probably get out of here." It was old, practical me talking.

She nodded, fanned her face, and smoothed down her hair, before shaking the rumples from her dress. She scooped up her panties from the floor and, with a smile, kissed me quick on the lips before tucking them into my pocket. "Next time is your turn."

Next time? I hadn't considered that there could be a next time, that this little adventure could have a sequel. This... could be an actual, real-life fling, I thought. I felt a rolling, happy pit in my stomach as I thought of the possibilities. She handed me her clunky pink phone and told me to put my number in it, which I managed to do with some difficulty and only minor awkwardness. I resisted the old-fashioned impulse to offer her my business card. She took the phone back, slid her finger all around the screen and, in a moment, my own phone buzzed.

-hey, its maddie! u kno, from the closet? lol

We left the closet as quietly and carefully as we could and did our best to re-blend with the crowd, she with her gaggle of friends and me with my wife's snobby friends. Every once in a while, our eyes would meet across the room and she'd smile that goofy smile that pushed up her still-flushed cheekbones and made me laugh. The secret game I had made up to escape the tedium of party small talk had just come to life in an incredible way.

The drive home with my wife was... weird. She was quieter than usual, a little distant. It wasn't tense or awkward, it was just more far-away. I couldn't tell if she knew or suspected anything, or if it was all in my imagination. But I'd save that potential problem for another day. For tonight, I was going to bed with the scent of Maddie's pussy on my fingers.

 

 

 

Same as

Spark - The Fire That Blinds, Part I Videos
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

My Wife And The Open Blinds At The Emergency Room

My wife Ava is a very beautiful, sexy, attractive woman with long straight black hair, thin golden-brown tone body, and fantastic legs. She is a tall Asian woman. She always gets looks when we are around town from guys checking her out. I have always wanted her to be an exhibitionist or flasher but it is not her thing. Sometimes, she will do a little bit of that for me in public but not very much and not very often.I recently accompanied my wife to the emergency room at our closest hospital for...

Voyeur
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 11
  • 0

Through the Apartment Blinds

My husband had been working long hours and many evenings. We had not spent much together. It was yet another weekend of him working and I was feeling neglected. I was sick of not having sex. He was always too tired, or working or whatever else. I’m not a bad looking woman and I have had men make offers to me. I had always denied them because I was married, so I decided to handle things myself. We lived in an apartment complex with several hundred apartments around us, so I closed the blinds,...

Group Sex
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Spark and Tinder

Authors notes: This is a short story I began years ago but never finished. I found it among some files long forgotten recently and wrote the ending. It is among my earliest writings and of a more terse style than I have evolved to currently. Be aware that there are some quite intentional sentence fragments and other grammar breakers. I choose to leave them in as written, they fit the terse quality of the writing. The genesis of the story is biographical, but the story itself is fiction. The...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

Smolder The Fire That Blinds Part II

The morning after it happened, I got up, went to class, went to the gym, had lunch, went to class again. It was a completely normal day. It wasn’t until I was halfway through my studio class later that afternoon that I heard the little voice in my head....what the hell did I do last night?I pushed the voice aside and focused on my painting. My edges were coming together, but I still wasn’t happy with the red. Too bright, too lively, too…...I’m not the kind of girl that does things like that...I...

Masturbation
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Nicks Spark

I was a sophomore, and it was my first year on the Tomahawk Hatchet varsity wrestling team. I had a shaky start but had won eleven of my last twelve matches, and all of my last nine. I was on a roll. It was the week before the WIAA tournament in Madison, and we had a big match with our main rival for the team state championship the next day. The evening before we were invited over to the coaches house for a big spaghetti dinner. Nick was there, which was strange. He was a senior and something...

Gay
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

FiremenPart 4 Fire Trucks

It had been two weeks since the firehouse barbeque, and Michelle was starting to have withdrawal symptoms. When she walked out of the station that afternoon, she had been completely satisfied. She had been fully fucked by six firemen, in ways she had only dreamed of before. Now, after two weeks of being too busy to do anything but work, eat, and sleep, she was in desperate need of some down time. As of late, Michelle's favorite down time activity involved firemen. All she could think about...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Enathathu Thozhiyin Pundaiyin Kanjai Kudithen

Hai friends, enathu peyar Raathika, vayathu 20 naan dindugal maavatathil vasithu varugiren enaku oru pen thozhi irukiraal avalin peyar iswarya avalukum enathu vayathu thaan aagugirathu 20. Naangal pengal kalluriyil padithukondu irukirom, athanaal engalaal pasangalodu thodarbukola mudiyaathu athu mattum illamal ennai pengal hostelil seerthu vittargal. Naa pengal mattume irukum palliyile padithen udan piranthavargalum yavarum illai. Enathu vaazhvile pasangalai ennal parka kuda mudiyaatha nilaimai...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

FiremenPart 5 Fire Chief

The old Fire Chief had retired, and everyone was downtown at the retirement ceremony. Now that the ceremony was over, the men would start arriving back at the station any minute now. The first one back to the station was the new Chief. He had only been assigned to the fire house in the last few days, and he was still finding his way around. He was one of the youngest men ever promoted to Chief, and he felt like he needed to prove himself to the men. He walked in through the back door, stopped...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

The Spark

As he waited for an answer, Jack paced about. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose before putting his spare hand in his pocket to conserve warmth. The sweater and jacket he was wearing had served him well so far, but he would need to put on a heavier coat before continuing. It would only grow colder as the roads elevated. His short, dark blonde hair waved in the breeze as his deep blue eyes peered into the distance. The accomplished writer was in his late thirties, yet he didn't...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 47
  • 0

Thelma

Jake Peters and I watched the lady friends of Lynette Peters as they played cards at the kitchen table. Jake's comments about Betty, and how he wouldn't mind a roll in the hay with her, surprised me. Jake always dated girls around his own age. Betty was probably in her mid to late thirties. She was pretty, blond and sported a curvy figure. Not overweight, comfy would be the best description. I did notice that she was eyeing us up a bit more than the other women were.   But first a brief...

MILF
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Embers Dying Spark The Flame

Embers Dying, Spark the Flame. By Way Zim. A brief explanation; This story is a mixed vision, fantasy and reality, the core of which was a dream I've experienced on and off over the years. Within this work of fiction are many truths merged with make believe including idealized representations of people I know and respect. The wrap is pure fancy, a thought brought to what I hope is a reasonable conclusion. In the words of one of my favorite authors, Douglas Adams "Share and...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 174
  • 0

Thangaiku Theriyaamal Amma Magalai Oothen

Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Velaikaari Vazhinthathaal Avalai Oothen

Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil kama veri pidithu iruntha nilaiyil velaikaariayai matter aditha kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, enathu peyar ragul vayathu 27 aagugirathu. Naan iru varudathirku munbu oru thirumanam aagiya auntyai matter adithen athan pin enaku entha penaiyum ooka vaaipu kidaika villai. Naan Kalakurichiyil vasithu varugiren, enathu veetin aruge oru velaikaari velai seithu vanthu irunthaal. Aval paarka ilamaiyaaga irupaal vayathu 31...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

Kelseys confessions Chapter 1 Christmas with my stepbrother

Kelsey’s confessions - Chapter 1 Chapter One - Christmas 2013 with my stepbrother – Introduction – How it started  It seems surreal to think a year has passed since that night, Christmas eve, 2013, when my world changed so quickly and dramatically. First let me introduce my stepbrother and myself. In virtually every aspect, Michael and I were normal, typical teenagers. Michael and I were close; we fought; we shared some things and we also kept other things quite private. There was nothing...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 85
  • 0

Kelseys Confessions Chapter 6 I give myself to my stepbrother

Introduction In chapters 1 through 5, I told you the story of Christmas Eve 2013, during which my stepbrother and I explored each other, petted, necked and masturbated each other to amazing orgasms. That remarkable evening, nearly a year ago, started a period of intimacy and sexual discovery between my sixteen year old stepbrother and me that we both will always cherish. For the next eight months, Michael and I enjoyed each other, explored each other, and pleasured each other. We enjoyed...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 47
  • 0

Im Having Sex With My Stepsister But Fantasize About My Stepmother Part 2

The last few weeks have been very interesting. I can't stop thinking about my stepmother. The urges have been unbearable at times. My stepmother and I have not had sex in a few weeks. I constantly jerk off in her panties. I just dream of sucking her nipples. I loved when I fucked her. Her breasts were so firm and didn't even move. My stepmother is a natural size 38D. She’s so experienced and her pussy was just the best thing I ever felt. It really did feel like I was fucking velvet. I just...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Naughty Thoughts About My Stepfather

I've been having a lot of wicked thoughts and dreams about my stepfather lately. I’m thinking that this summer, I’m going to try and seduce my stepfather, Michael. I just find him amazingly handsome. My stepfather is very sexual and enjoys sex. I know he likes me because he's always smiling at me and running his eyes up and down my body. My stepfather is 6’2” and has brown short hair. He’s very athletic and has an amazing body. He works out and is pretty muscular in the right spots. I love his...

Taboo
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

FiremenPart 3 Fire Hoses

Jack finally leaned back as Michelle's breathing got back to normal. She was lying across the bunk sideways, legs apart, head back, eyes closed, floating down from the intense pussy-eating orgasm Jack had just given her. She could feel Jack's hands on her legs, gently stroking her thighs, working higher and higher with each pass. She opened her eyes after a few moments and was surprised to find her self looking up at two cocks. She turned her head slightly to find the twins, Cal and Brian,...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Loving My Stepfather Part Two

Things are heating up with my stepfather. He loves to play all sorts of naughty games. He loves for me to wear all sorts of lingerie and has even bought me some costumes. He loves me to be a naughty school girl and he'd be the principal. I'd be a very bad girl and would need a spanking from him. I'd be wearing a short green and blue plaid pleated skirt, white shirt with a white push up bra, white lacy panties, blue knee highs, and loafers. He'd then need to give me lots of discipline. There...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

My Isekai Life in DD FireChapter 40 Isekai Life Old Man Theodore

What had been on my mind since Malgarath first ripped his way, kaiju-style, out of a mountain and decided to show up to wreck my shit was the tale of Old Man Henderson. It is a tale that made it’s way around 4chan back in the day, about some asshole who decided to take his aggression out on an (allegedly) shitty GM by power-gaming and manipulating the GM to letting Old Man Henderson, a character that was dreamed up to specifically wreck the shit of the Call of Cthulhu game he was in, with a...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

My Stepmother is Beautiful

I’m starting to believe I might be the only guy in high school that has never had sex before. I always hear chatter in the boy’s locker room about all the girls in my school that are easy. I never have even kissed a girl before. I’m kind of nerdy and really just like to play video games. My one friend mentioned, that last summer he met a girl and they went all the way. I’m not too sure if I believe him though. I do like to look at Playboy magazines and look at the models all naked. I do get a...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Loving My Stepfather

My name is Lucy and I'm nineteen and my boyfriend is twenty one. We'd been dating since high school and I really believed he was the one I would marry. But, he went to college and met some sorority girl that was wild and crazy, and he wanted to be with her. I was just devastated. I started to lose a lot of weight. I'm not a very big person to begin with. I lost about ten pounds. I'm now down to ninety pounds. My mother and my stepfather were worried that I might get anorexia. I've started to...

Taboo
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Elizabeths story sexual discovery with my stepbrother

“Elizabeth’s story: sibling love”Background: I am Elizabeth. Today, I am a happily married woman, age 27 with two small children. The story I am about to tell occurred almost exactly ten years ago, during my senior year in high school, within a year of my stepdad’s death in Afghanistan.Events occurred that I did not plan, and I am not necessarily proud of. My husband, whom I adore, knows about these events, and not only understands, but actually finds them stimulating and exciting. He asked me...

Taboo
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Loving My Stepfather Part Three

I’ve been kind of mad at my stepfather after the situation with Heather. I really thought that I was his princess and now it just seemed like he had two princesses. I’ve been moping around a little and have been a bit unhappy. My stepfather told me to just start living at the apartment. I’m old enough to be on my own. My mother thought it was a good idea to finally spread my wings. I moved into my stepfather’s apartment. My stepfather really had been spoiling me to try and boost my mood. I...

Taboo
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 51
  • 0

Im having sex with my stepsister but fantasize about my stepmother

My father recently married my stepmother. She’s a very sexy looking woman. She tells everybody she's a dancer, but she’s really a stripper. I think that’s where my father found her. She’s my father’s third wife. My father is always getting married. He’s a player and loves to have a sweet piece of ass on his arm. My mother left him years ago, because he couldn't keep his zipper up. He cheated on her with his secretary. My mother had a nervous breakdown and was unable to take care of me. I live...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Losing my Virginity to my Stepmother

Her name was Maureen and she was the most beautiful woman that I’d ever known. She was my stepmother. We were a blended family. My step-mom had three children and my father had five children. I was the oldest of all the siblings. My father was an alcoholic and worked late hours with his job. He'd always stop off at a bar, when he finished his shift for the evening, and then pass out in the spare bedroom. So my stepmother was always alone when she slept. My father was also very abusive to her. ...

Taboo
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 35
  • 0

Office Virgin 8211 Lite Aa Blood Vanthathu Pola Irrunthathu

I am back after small gap with one real story. Real story padika yeppavum konjam porumai vendum friends. Na eppo work pannitu irrukura company la nadantha oru unmai sambavam ethu. En office ku puthusa oru 10 peru join pannaga athula boys 7 peru girls 3nu peru.Athu la 2 ponnu north india oru ponnu hydrabad. 2 peru nu oru team la potanga athula yen team ku oru paiyanum oru ponnum potanga (hydrabad). Antha ponnu name preethi. Antha ponna paaka appavi maari irrukum, avaluku padipu mattum tha...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

Spitfire

Eyes wide with shock, Lisa’s head whipped around at the sound of shattering glass; the object having hurtled past her shoulder and collided with the door frame. “Don’t you walk out on me Lisa, I’m not finished talking about this,” the edgy frustration in Jason’s voice was evident as he stood just inside the dimly lit bedroom. “You did not just throw that!” Lisa hissed furiously, her green eyes narrowing into emerald slits, as auburn curls swung angrily around her stiff shoulders. She continued...

Reluctance
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

Naughty Thoughts About My Stepfather Part Three

“Wanda, I have a surprise for you come down here.” “I’m coming Michael, what is it?” “We're going to a hotel today. I have a surprise for you there. I have a business meeting tomorrow, so we have all day today and then you can go back home. But, today and tonight we'll have lots of fun." “Your mother will be home tonight so we have to go to the hotel. Dean, will be here also. I have to have your sweet pussy or I’ll go crazy.” “You’re unbelievable. I suppose you really like me, don’t you?” ...

Taboo
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Firehouse Cock Sucker and Cuckold

My wife Megan and I were born and raised in the Atlanta area, and got our degrees from the University of Georgia. We got married right after graduation and moved to Baltimore for my civil engineering job and Megan got a job in finance there. By the time we were 32 years old, we had two children, and my company promoted me to a management position back in the Atlanta area.Megan was able to quit her finance job and stay home with the kids, due to my big increase in pay. I had a little more free...

Occupations
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

Burn The Fire That Blinds Part III

“Alan? Are you here?” I closed the door behind me and dropped my keys into the singing bowl by the door. His car wasn’t in the driveway, but him not being home was odd enough that I couldn’t resist the impulse to call out again. “Alan?” Nothing. I kicked off my shoes and headed for his office. I knocked twice as I pushed the door open, only to find it dark and empty, the usually everglow PC cold and quiet on his desk. I couldn’t remember the last time I had seen that room as empty.It was...

Cheating
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

Naughty Thoughts About My Stepfather Part Two

“Wanda, get your sweet ass down here and suck my cock. You know how you drive me absolutely wild with your slutty mouth.” “I’m coming Michael. You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?” “I don’t want you fucking my son, so I have to keep you busy.” I ran down the stairs to give Michael a blow job. We've been getting together a lot since our first meeting. My mother has been traveling a lot now. She's a Vice President in an Electronics firm and has been doing her weekly visits at some of their...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

My Naked Stepmother Makes A Pass At Me

My father recently married another woman. He met this one on a flight he was on. She was the airline stewardess. He told me, he fell madly in love with her and knew he had to make her his wife. He had to work quickly to put a diamond on her finger. He wined and dined her for about a month and popped the question. She, of course, accepted. He took her on a whirlwind honeymoon to Hawaii for two weeks. They recently came back and my father had to go on an extended business trip. My mother threw...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Seduced by Catherine one of my students

Another day another lesson... I entered the class and immediately silence filled the room. The waiting students were seated in rows watching me walk in. I greeted the class and sat at my desk at the front. The lesson progressed as usual, I gave instruction, the girls listened and asked occasional questions. I reminded them that their end of term exam was only a few days away and that they should schedule some time to revise the work they had already covered that term.People often asked me how I...

Taboo
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 180
  • 0

Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

Incest
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

Just A Tiny Spark

I hadn’t seen her before, and like always when meeting someone I wasn’t familiar with, I became tongue-tied. Though today, for some unfathomable reason, my awkward shyness was even worse. I had decided to come first thing in the morning before the big rush to the library started, but that meant that we were the only two people here and there was no crowd to hide in. Her green eyes roamed up and down the stack of computer books I had placed on the counter from behind sophisticated, dark rimmed...

Love Stories
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Katherine Finds Her Mothers Sybian

I just finished up my freshman year at college. I was back at home living with my mother and my stepfather. It felt really good to be back home. I had a great year, however it’s always nice to be pampered by family. I was able to maintain all A’s. Although, I do find school work rather easy. I don’t have to try very hard. I made a lot of friends and had a wonderful first year. My name is Katherine and I’m 5’8” and weigh one hundred and fifteen pounds. I have brown long hair and blue eyes. I’m...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 243
  • 0

The Passion of Mother Ethel

Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 46
  • 0

A Stepmothers Sin Chapter 5 I try to understand what is motivating my stepson

Chapter Five: I realize I needed to understand Robert's motivation and desires betterIt happens again the next morning.I arose early, slipped out of bed without waking Robert. Silently, I went into the bathroom. I turned the water on, giving the hot water time to work its way through the pipes for my warm shower. While waiting for the water to warm up, I stared into the mirror and assessed my thirty nine year old body. Objectively speaking, I was in excellent shape. My breasts were firm and...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Playing with My Stepmother Lucy on her Birthday

My name is Lucy, and today is my birthday. My husband is out of town, and I’m feeling a little lonely and depressed today. I turned forty-five years old. Sometimes, I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. My husband said he would make it up to me, when he gets home in a few days. “Happy Birthday, Lucy. You look fantastic this morning.” “Thank you Robert. How lovely that you remembered.” “I got you a present. Want to see what it is?” “Robert, you didn’t have to buy me anything.” Robert handed...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 160
  • 0

Dot Dorothea and Dick

Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 47
  • 0

Divya 8211 Ek Teacher Ki Sex Story 8211 Part 10 Final Part

In last part, part ix you read that by her sexual exhibition she mesmerised hm and three trustees. They not only accepted her conditions but paid much more than agreed amount on the last day of school getting closed for 21 days vacation. She had regular fuck with cm with hope of getting pregnant. She befooled driver & conductor and made them show their cock in hotel. After they left she pressed bell and bahadur, nepali waiter came… “uff madam, bahut badhia aur kadak chuchi hai, uff kitna...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

Thangai Nanbanudan Oothathaal Avalai Oothen

Hello friends, sontha thangai en nanbanudan oothathaai paarthu avalai kama veri pidithu eppadi oothen enbathai intha tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiren. En tamil kama kathaiyai padithu anaivarum rasiyungal, vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam. En peyar Vishnu vayathu 25 aagugirathu, en veetil thatha paati muthal amma appa matrum thangai naan ivalavu perum ondraaga irunthom. Naan pothuvaaga veetirku kudithu vittu selum pozhuthu pin puram oru kathavu irukum athu vazhiyaaga thaan veetin...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Stepbrother Made Me His Slut

My twenty-year-old stepbrother, Jim, my five-year-old son, and my loving husband were waiting for dinner at the dining table. I adjusted my red top, grabbed the bowl of meatballs and came out of the kitchen. I didn’t want to flaunt my cleavage, sending any wrong message to my stepbrother. However, when I bent over the table to serve him, he didn’t miss the chance to take a brief look at my cleavage. My husband was busy talking to my son. He didn’t notice Jim checking out my cleavage. Jim gave...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

My Stepbrother and I He Made Me Happy

It wasn’t a good day for me. I had a fight with my friend, and my class test didn’t go well. I came home from the college and like always, Mom offered me some fresh juice, but I preferred to go to my room and take a shower. As I entered my bedroom, I saw my younger stepbrother. Standing near my closet, he had my new red panties in his hand. “What the fuck are you doing? Don’t you see… these are my new panties. And you already have my black thongs to jerk off to,” I said, trying not to be very...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

Through the Apartment Blinds

My husband had been working long hours and many evenings. We had not spent much together. It was yet another weekend of him working and I was feeling neglected. I was sick of not having sex. He was always too tired, or working or whatever else. I’m not a bad looking woman and I have had men make offers to me. I had always denied them because I was married, so I decided to handle things myself. We lived in an apartment complex with several hundred apartments around us, so I closed the blinds,...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 149
  • 0

My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 356
  • 0

Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Venetian Blinds 3

[ Once again, this is written for, and dedicated to, Megan. The woman who cuckolds me so very well, and to all the black guys who have done such wonderful things to her beautiful pussy! ]It didn't bother me that William preferred to enjoy Megan by himself, rather than have me 'in the mix', so to speak, complicating the simple, but deeply profound, and all-consuming elegance, of a good fuck. Besides, I had found that there was a whole other level of exhilaration in NOT being with Megan at those...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Venetian Blinds

[ For Megan, who, along with other young white females, are turning the tide of centuries of endemic racism! One black cock at a time! ]Megan turned and gave me a kiss before she left, and as she did, my cock stirred behind my slacks with that curious form of lust that is unique to all true cuckold males!"Are you going to be okay?" She said, looking up into my face with such a serious, and sincere, look in her eyes, and that made me love her all the more, and my cock to stiffen up against my...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 28
  • 0

My First Time Is With Heather

Ever since I was sixteen, I found myself attracted to girls. I would sit in class and fantasize about being intimate with them. I would sometimes go to the restroom during study hall, go into a stall and quietly masturbate. After school at home, I would masturbate to the fantasies I had about some of the girls in my classes and even a few of my female teachers.This went on for two years, I was too afraid to act on my desire of being with another girl or woman. The thought of coming out...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 329
  • 0

My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 02

My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

A new spark

My name is Dillon and I’m bored. I never imagined my life as an executive administrator to be a whirlwind of excitement, but this is getting out of hand. I can handle not having the most glamorous job in the world, but to come home and be even more bored than I am at the office is starting to get to me. At home waiting for me every day is my longtime girlfriend, Veronica. A very beautiful and once interesting woman. However every day has become the same grind, I come home and attempt to kiss...

Cheating
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

My Naughty Stepfather

Quickly knotting a towel around my torso, I hurriedly ran, annoyed that someone's calling before I got the chance to dry myself off. The phone rang shrilly and incessantly in theliving room, making me hurry up even more. Once in the living room, only clad in a bath towel that concealed little, I'm thankful that I'm home alone. Gripping the hastily-tied knot in front of my chest, I regret the fact that I didn’t wear a bathrobe instead, seeing as how the towel barely touched my thighs, and it...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 306
  • 0

Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

My stepmother Elisabeth

Hi, my name is Jay. I am 24 years old and I am born and raised in the Netherlands. I've been living on my own for about a year now. Before that, I lived with my dad and my stepmother. My dad got remarried seven years ago with Elisabeth, my stepmother. Elisabeth and me, always have had a good relationship, even though she is my stepmother. My dad is a project manager and was always making a lot of hours, so me and Elisabeth got really close in the years that I lived with my dad and her. Even...

Taboo
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 163
  • 0

Fallen Angel Chapter 11 Althea the School Girl

Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 158
  • 0

The Devils Pact Sidestory Miss Blythe Is Hot for Her Students

edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...

Porn Trends