Suprising the Wife
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Following the night before, I came home again to find the girls sitting around in bikinis have cocktails and chatting. I started to hang with them and of the the topic of sex came up. My wife’s friend (lets call her Samantha)had told the night before that she would love to watch me fuck my wife in front of her. I casually mentioned to my wife that it would be very hot if this happened. She said she felt uncomfortable with if since Samantha was her friend, but she would love to watch Samantha...
Following the night before, I came home again to find the girls sitting around in bikinis have cocktails and chatting. I started to hang with them and of the the topic of sex came up. My wife's friend (lets call her Samantha)had told the night before that she would love to watch me fuck my wife in front of her. I casually mentioned to my wife that it would be very hot if this happened. She said she felt uncomfortable with if since Samantha was her friend, but she would love to watch Samantha...
Last summer my wifes friend came to visit for a week. She was a pretty blonde and the day I came back from work to meet her for the first time, she was walking around my deck in a bikini drinking cocktails. After a couple of days partying and hanging out I realized she was pretty open to just about anything. The first couple of nights after my wife went to bed she started to tease me, telling me I probably had a small penis which promptly made me drop my shorts to prove the opposite. She then...
The day was bright and sunny. There was a slight chill in the air on this early summer morning, but that was perfect. I stood at the edge of the track and looked it over. There had been some concern as it had rained pretty hard last evening. But the morning sun and breeze had helped to dry out some of the mud. It was turning into a gorgeous day and I'm sure the conditions would be fine. Everything seemed so serene, so peaceful. It would stay that way for about twenty more minutes, until...
Track Star Sissy Author's Note - I actually ran track and cross country while I was in college. While I was never good enough to receive a scholarship like the protagonist in this story, the story is interspersed with tidbits from my time in college plus fantasies of mine. Some of the fantasies are somewhat dark and involve forced feminization or humiliation. I realize these aren't for everyone but I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing it. Chapter 1 -...
A New Career Track By Ran Dandel ©Ran Dandel, 1998 The early Spring sun rose over a grassy paddock, sparkling with a coat of morning dew. Scattered throughout the paddock were large oak and maple trees, remnants of the original hardwood forest of a hundred years ago. Patches of purple and white clover blossoms added color to the paddock's green expanse. In the barns, Ollie Tremayne was starting his daily routine. With a wheelbarrow full of a special feed mixture, he...
My wife Veronica is the track coach for her high school. Veronica teaches biology but also coaches the girl’s track team. I teach mathematics so we both have the same time off. Veronica asked me to take pictures and video of the girls running. Then we review the film and she can make suggestions and the girls can see themselves running. It was Veronica’s first year coaching the team so it was new for the girls to see themselves on camera. The team formed as soon as it got warm enough...
Monday, April 18, 2005 (Continued) I was a little surprised that Donna sat in her usual front seat. I had half-expected her to sit in the back, as a semi-girlfriend sort of thing. Maybe she didn't think of it. Carol surprised me too. Partway to school she gave me a naked pussy flash, catching me by complete surprise. She dropped her skirt then laughed at the expression on my face. A couple of minutes later, when Carol also didn't expect it, I TK-pinched one of her nipples. Pinched, hung...
New Girl On The Track Team By B. Tweenercheeks I was a senior. I had been recruited to run the mile for many of the best colleges in the country. That all ended a few minutes ago. Carmella was a transfer student from the east coast. She was a little Italian princess. I loved that look. Big, sinister, dark eyes. Dark olive skin, round bouncy tits that are exaggerated by a tiny stomach. Her butt was it though. Round, high and firm. Her tight hip-huggers displayed her saucy strut. I...
My phone never rings. Never. Since I moved to this small Iowa town, that I picked for the very fact that was small, remote, and I didn't know anyone who lived there. I only knew a few people in town by first name, and almost never told anyone my number. But there was my phone, ringing away. "Hello?" I answered it unsurely. "Scott, thank God!" said a familiar female voice, "I need your help." It was my older sister, Stephanie. She still lived in Idaho where...
Its a rainy day today at the track. Not a lot of people are there but the races must go on. I turned 18 a few months ago and ever since my birthday party I had at the track ive been back every Sunday. Either im really good or lucky I have been winning left and right! Im honestly thinking about quiting my job and just coming here. I got here early like I always do and get some racing forms. I go to the restroom at the secluded part of the track and sit on the toilet where I do my best thinking....
The door of my gym locker slammed shut with a metallic bang as I lashed out at it with my full force. “What’s wrong with me?” I sucked. I, Rin Taylor the rising star of the girl’s track team, sucked. The sports meet was in two days and I couldn’t even match my average much less set a new personal best. My locker door banged again as I hit my head against the navy blue panel trying to knock some focus back into me but my head just wouldn’t clear. I turned my gaze to the locker three spaces...
LesbianAs I laid on top of my sleeping bag, on my side, completely naked, I could feel CJ's cock wedged into my ass crack. He was completely naked himself, laying on his side grinding his rock hard cock between my ass cheeks. With his left hand, he'd reached around my hips and was fondling my erect cock and balls. I remember how great those sensations felt as I laid there as close to his body as I could get. I heard him whisper in my ear, "we have to be quiet with the other tent so close." "We don't...
My cousin called to tell me her 2 boys were running in a track meet on the weekend and that she wanted me to come. It’s usually a 2 day event with qualifying meets on Saturday and finals on Sunday. I grabbed my folding chair, ice chest, a couple of towels and a big straw hat and I was on my way. My cousin had a tent set up for shade it was at least 90 degrees so I posted up to get ready to watch the boys run. Next to us I noticed an older group of people there cheering on their...
My cousin called to tell me her 2 boys were running in a track meet on the weekend and that she wanted me to come. It's usually a 2 day event with qualifying meets on Saturday and finals on Sunday. I grabbed my folding chair, ice chest, a couple of towels and a big straw hat and I was on my way. My cousin had a tent set up for shade it was at least 90 degrees so I posted up to get ready to watch the boys run. Next to us I noticed an older group of people there cheering on their...
August 7, 1993, Norway, Illinois “Stay here with the kids!” I said to Kara. Elyse was off like a shot and I tore down the steps of the stands after her. I passed her, and sprinted across the track to the place where Matthew’s Go-Kart had flipped. Two track marshals beat us there and one of them was making a radio call. When I came to the car, I saw Matthew sprawled on the ground, with the car over his legs. “Matthew!” I called out. “I’m OK!” he said. “Don’t move, Son!” one of the track...
Sarah didn’t tell anyone that she had booked a remote cabin in Monongahela National Forest. Sarah had just gotten out of a long relationship and as a sophomore runner on the West Virginia University’s cross-country team, she only wanted to focus on getting faster. She was the second fastest runner on the team. She wanted to be the fastest. The nineteen-year-old's training plan was simple. From her cabin in the middle of the forest, she would run to the different surrounding peaks, or knobs....
Isobel Ford closed her eyes for a moment. The swaying of the old bus on its worn-out springs as it rumbled down the road was almost soporific. Only almost, because it wheezed and creaked and the engine knocked. Her eyes popped open seconds after they closed. In front of her, Mr. Stanton from the college's athletic trainers' office wrestled with the wheel, his eyes fixed on the dark road ahead. Good. He was awake and driving carefully. But then he generally slept in the bus, probably had the...
Hello my name is Shalini age 25 years with a hot slim looks with perfect boobs & butt. I got married before 2 years. Here my true incident goes as below. After my honeymoon, my husband Hemant planned to go tracking with his four friends. When I came to know he is going to tracking living me alone, I got upset and told him that I also want to come with him. He explains me that its boy’s out so he can not carry me. But I was very upset and he doesn’t want to cancel his trip so he finally agreed...
Now that school has ended I go to the local high school at lunch and walk on the track for a half hour. Yesterday was a hot one in more ways than one. There was a younger girl running when I got there. I always walk without my shirt on so that I can get a tan and I don’t sweat into my work short. After finishing my first lap I saw her by the side. I heard her say you got to be fucking k**ding me. What’s the problem I said. She looked at me and said I forgot my water. I told her she could drink...
The next morning, I awoke to hear Lee talking to my Mom on the phone. "Mmhmm. Yes, Elaine. Justin has been a Godsend, thanks. Mmhmm. Yes." She noticed that I was awake, and put her finger to her lips even as she smiled at me while listening to my Mom talk. She continued when Mom stopped yapping. "Oh, that reminds me. Justin is going to need to change his address if he's going to be my live-in security. He's still asleep in the guest room, as far as I know. Yes, we discussed it last...
Talon IGPT Tracker Scout Trainer By: Malissa Madison The idea was simple, they needed ways to prepare the Tracker Scouts for the IGPT Academies. Serena Derrell had herself graduated from the Terrellian Academy. At the time of her graduation though, the only position open for her on one of the Transports was as a Liaison Officer. After her ten years, she transferred home to become a Guardian Commander. She'd served her Queen...
By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 After we finished dinner, a sleepy BJ staggered out to the kitchen. Sharon got up and went over to her, taking her by the hand and getting her a plate of food. I got up from my seat and went over to her, she was fine, just tired as it had been quite the day. “Are you OK?” I ask. “OH, I’m fine. You really know how to wear a gal out don’t you, boss,” She says smiling. Everyone chuckles a bit. John gets up and walks over to her introducing...
“Why the hush hush? You said that the city was free of the archer.” the goon replied to his boss, referring to the first Hawkeye, Clint Barton. “Yes, but there’s still a Spider crawling about, a devil, and the other archer.” Dmitri replied. The only vigilante he was worried about was the other archer, Kate Bishop. She had foiled his last few attempts to regain a foothold back in NYC for the Tracksuits. Other 22-year-old girls were out having a grand ol time, but Kate found her happy place in...
David Westhaven lashed the rope of his small fishing boat to the piling on the Roanoke River dock at the back of his new house—the biggest in Mountainvista, Virginia—handed the fishing rods to Danny Foster, and, when he joined young Danny on the river bank, pulled his T-shirt back onto his muscular torso and took back the fishing rods while Danny pulled his own T-shirt on. Handsome, buzz cut Westhaven was still magnificently fit, at thirty-nine, in keeping with having been a U.S. Marine...
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It's almost three in the morning. The summer night air is warm, but comfortable. A gentle breeze stirs occasionally. Crickets drone steadily, and beneath that is the soft intermittent sighing of cars passing on the distant freeway. Moths flit fanatically against the grimy light bulbs over head. Other bulbs - street lights, house lights, security lights- form a constellation against the darkness of the far-off hills. A new noise rudely disturbs the stillness - asphalt and small stones crunching...
ExhibitionismBy EFon Chapter 1 : Getting back on track I'll be honest; I was weak and forgetful. I'll intended to test the effect of my "seductive sperm theory" on Lisa's gruff and hostile personality, which while successful was long forgotten in favor of spending the whole next week testing a different theory. Namely that my sexual stamina could keep up with two wanton young ladies that contently wanted every inch of my body inside them. Sunday morning, after the sleepover, while mom...
My boyfriend's name was, Roy. We'd been together for almost five years and things had been getting progressively less and less exciting. Both of us knew that we probably weren't really meant to be together, not long term, but we persisted. It was convenient, we had lots of mutual friends and interests, and we were both earning enough money to give us a pretty comfortable lifestyle. We were in with this tight little circle of fairly decent people. We all mostly got together every weekend to...
Group Sexwas thoroughly enjoying my new role in life. A slut for dad, whenever the opportunity presented its self, which was often but unfortunately like all good things never enough, as well as a live in unpaid three hole whore for my brother John for his use, this was usually very late at night when our parents were fast asleep, which added to the taboo thrill of making love to my well hung brother. All this together with Linda, my brothers beautiful girlfriend, who as far as I knew had the tastiest...
April 3, 1988, Chicago, Illinois “Al, could I talk to you privately?” I asked when he offered me a drink. “Sure. Let me pour your bourbon and we’ll go into my study.” He poured a glass of bourbon for me and a glass of soda water with lemon for himself. We walked into his study and he shut the door behind us. He motioned toward a leather chair and I sat down. He sat in a matching chair and tipped his glass towards me to tell me to talk. “I’m worried about Jessica’s stress level,” I...
The honey blond attorney sat at her mirrored dresser in her delicately decorated bedroom with the huge four poster bed with the damask canopy. She looked at her familiar face and donned the long black wig she had taken a fancy to in the past year. The fact that it made her feel adventurous and a little naughty was not an unpleasant feeling at all. Misty thought back to her interview with the senior partner, Mr. Weinstein in his office suite on the top floor of the firm's upscale office...
It was three in the afternoon on a Saturday, a time I would normally just be shaking myself awake and finishing my third cup of tea. Today, however, I was already finishing off my busy day. My girlfriend had gotten me to wake up early so we could eat lunch and then go out to a museum. If not for her encouragement, I would be sitting in front of my computer screen right now, dressed in sweat pants and a t-shirt. It had certainly been an interesting, lively day, and the weather had also been...
No posting or reproduction without permission If "music is the soundtrack of our lives", is it the soundtrack of our fantasies as well? Why is it that lyrics like these get my brain working? Is there really "nothing as potent as cheap music"? Here's a series of short tales inspired by song lyrics. When You Say Nothing At All " Try as I may, I could never explain, What I hear when, you don't say a thing... You say it best when you say nothing at all..." Performed by : Ronan...
One lazy Sunday during the summer I found myself pretty much alone. Everyone including my girlfriend had taken off for family commitments etc. Even my parents had taken off to go drinking with the aunts and uncles. With nothing but some cheep porn mags under my mattress and a burning desire to have sex with anyone who would play. I'm pretty much bi and I enjoy sex. I had had several suck buds and one who liked to dress in my mom's attic clothes. Mostly it was fumbling and just over to fast!...
The sun beat down on Sarah as she lay by her pool tanning. She loved the way the sun warmed her back and could almost feel the rays bringing out the blonde streaks in her auburn hair. The fabric of the chair underneath her sent shivers running down her spine every time she shifted against it. "Besides not having any tan lines, this is another plus to tanning in the nude," she thought.She was thinking about the wonderful guy she had met at a local pub the other day when she heard a splash. "It...
Vincent shook off the memories. He sighed, and then he focused on the report he was writing. He concentrated on getting it complete. He had just finished when Paul came back with Ty. The prisoner had been conscious for a while, but Vincent hadn’t spoken to him. When he and Ty stood in front of the man, he looked at them in fear. They both knew they had developed a reputation that if they got on your trail, you would end up in prison. But the young man’s fear seemed irrational. Ty said,...
The flickering glow of the fire cast ominous shadows across the front of the library, but also gave him enough light to see by. Sliding the key into the lock, Darren let himself in, closing the massive door behind him. It was only a minute later that he heard the wail of sirens, and another police cruiser showed up, followed by the fire department. Their efforts were valiant, but Darren knew there were no survivors to be found. Moving deep into the library, he dug around, looking for maps in...
Cypher was the name on everyone's lips. The lyricist who knew his way around a mic. He went from the underground to the mainstream in under two years. His voice, lyrics, and persona took the world by storm.He stuck to the classic looks of 90’s rappers with oversized hoodies, sweats, baggy jeans, gold chains and whatever new sneakers were popular. Meanwhile, his music ranged from club bangers to lyrics that spoke to the soul.His long, black hair was always tied into a ponytail under the toque...
BisexualYou know what the best part of my night was? Surprisingly it had nothing to do with getting to go home after a full day of classes, doctor’s appointments, or work. It had nothing to do with soaking in a hot bubble bath and it definitely had nothing to do with getting to slip into my bed and lay my head against a goose feather pillow. It was actually the transitional moment, the moment in between when I literally stepped out of the building of my job into the intense winds of hurricane Irene. I...
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(Hers chapter 11. Short Sweet, to the point. There is only one chapter left in the Across the Tracks series, and our next story will be picking up the relationship between Deacon and Nikki, and when that arc is done, we will be starting J.B.’s love story, with a character you haven’t met yet. Enjoy, and as always, reviews and comments are welcome, and stroke me ego.) Otis slowly came to, the first noise he heard being the steady blip-blip of a heart monitor. Sighing, he tried to move his arms...
We were returning from a very long and difficult track in the Himalayas. There were many Groups and many couples also undertaking this expedition. Our Group consisted of about 50 people. Some took the Dolli, some the Horse and some like me preferred to remain on foot. During the very strenuous climb of many hours most got separated as all had their different pace. After the long climb and stay of two days we began the descent. Descent would also continue for two days and we had arrangement for...
Suprise Visit A story with two perspectives By oseame22 and lata54us I go to your house to drop off a letter that came to my address by mistake. Obviously you are expecting someone else because when your door opened you are wearing leather boots, a leather thong, leather skirt and a thin white tee shirt. The first thing I do is smile ear to ear. Realizing then that you weren't expexcting me, I ask if you dressed that way for me to break the tension of the suprise. Before you...
Suprise Visit A story with two perspectives By oseame22 and lata54us I go to your house to drop off a letter that came to my address by mistake. Obviously you are expecting someone else because when your door opened you are wearing leather boots, a leather thong, leather skirt and a thin white tee shirt. The first thing I do is smile ear to ear. Realizing then that you weren't expexcting me, I ask if you dressed that way for me to break the tension of the suprise. Before you...
It was going to be a long week. My company decided that I needed to spend almost a week in Chicago for additional training. The last time I had made the trip from Philly to Chicago the return trip almost ended in disaster. We had just taken off from O’Hare at about 8 pm and as the plane was climbing we lost altitude. Not just a little but a lot. I looked at the flight attendant, who with a curious nod sloughed it off. When the plane dropped altitude the second time the phone next to her went...
I thought about whether I should try and track Nicole and find out where she was. Was it the wrong thing to do? If she knew, or if she found out, was I sending her a message that I didn't trust her? I wrestled with that for a very short period of time. No ... the element of danger made me sure of what I wanted to do. "Hey, Cory, how are you. It's Will Travers." "Hi, Will. Long time since we've talked. What's up?" "I wonder if you can help me. I'm trying to find out who owns a...
Janie and Marge McLane were standing on the porch, waving as Hoyt and the two Moore sisters rode up to the house and stopped. The girls still wore the ragged and torn buckskin shirts Hoyt had given them back in Canyon De Chelley. They bounded to the ground, unashamed of the fact their naked butts were exposed. Marge McLane smiled as she reached out to the sisters. “Hoyt, have you brought more women home with you?” “Mrs. Marge, this is Elvie and Elsie Moore. Their parents were killed by the...
My boyfriend’s name was, Roy. We’d been together for almost five years and things had been getting progressively less and less exciting. Both of us knew that we probably weren’t really meant to be together, not long term, but we persisted. It was convenient, we had lots of mutual friends and interests, and we were both earning enough money to give us a pretty comfortable lifestyle. We were in with this tight little circle of fairly decent people. We all mostly got together every weekend to...
Author’s Note: This story takes place between the CATU novels Ghosts and Russian Winter. The train has only been away from the station for forty minutes when the terrorists strike. Melissa Dupree sits three cars away from where the terrorists begin their attack, but being a CATU agent, she sees the signs well in advance. Alone, she can’t do much for the people on the train. She gets up from her seat and proceeds to the next car. Dupree looks over her shoulder as she enters the car to see two...
Hello, my dear fellow readers. I am writing about my recent romantic encounter with my new colleague in a new office. About me. I am a perfectly built and dusky guy. I got about a 6-inch drilling tool and great sexual creativity. I will have all the dirty intentions in my mind when I see a hot chick around me. Now without expanding more let’s get started. After a few weeks in my new workplace, I met Himaja. She is the most attractive and chubby lady I came across so far. She got married a year...
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It had been a trying day, even though we had won, I still had my duties to my team mates to perform. I got to the locker room first and stripped down and wrapped a towel around my waist. The first of my team mates entered and on at a time they would come over to my locker and I would suck their cocks till they shot their load of baby making fluid into my mouth. Some I could swallow, some was too much to swallow and would drip from my lips, I would go into the shower area and service any...
Two hours later, the house was booming with excitement. The house was packed with people from college friends to acquaintances and music industry snoops just looking for a party. The guests ranged from dancing in the living room with drinks in hand to sitting by the fire roasting marshmallows to tipsy skinny-dipping poolside.The music was blasting through giant speakers. A mixologist stayed by the bar shaking and prepping drinks within minutes, even seconds. Hand food was stacked on tables....
Straight SexSunday, July 19, 2009, 6:00 AM Annie rolled into her bedroom and closed the door behind her, leaving Tricia and Joey in a stunned silence. It was all because Joey had just asked if he could sleep with Annie, and Annie had said ‘No’. He looked down to the floor. Shame crept over his face. “I’m sorry...” he started. “I ... I don’t know ... What just happened?” he asked Tricia in horror. Tricia waved to him, not taking her eyes off the hallway where she last saw her roommate. “You did...
I hung around the hospital, for some reason figuring she would need me to be there when they were done with her. Fenshaw had indicated she would be taking Kirsty to the social services offices afterwards, hoping to get her to open up a bit more and then take action against the father if appropriate. I was nervously looking at my watch, as I knew I had classes to teach still. Having other teachers cover your lessons gets old quick. They resent the extra duties and often you have to spend the...
The very impressive Ms. Misty Weston-Jones was still on her knees in front of the beaming Mister Weinstein Sr. not having quite taken him along to the moment of truth, as it were, with regard to the impending release of his stored up male juices. He was most appreciative of her splendid efforts and patted her on top of head telling her in a somewhat shaky voice, "You are doing quite well, my dear, I am almost there now. Kindly be a good girl and swallow it all down so as not to stain my...
The last two weeks of August were a dream come true, except for a few minor bumps. Ok, one HUGE bump and a couple minor bumps. The minor bumps were just breaking the news to my buds that I was now with Lee, and they were so jealous that it wasn't even funny. Ok, it was totally funny! "You lucky fuck!" was Will's response. "Fuck you, man!" was Kev's response. Both was shaking their heads and laughing when Lee and I told them. The HUGE bump was breaking the news to my folks. Over the...