Sharons Special time with Judge Cooke Judge Cooke Series 5
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"Food! Food! Food!" The chanting sound my little sister Sarah makes when she's hungry. Even at 18 years old and in high school she still acts like a little kid. "Sarah please quiet down! Your brother is making diner for us right now ok?" Mom. A very busy women. Unlike our dad she's cared for us all, made sure we were well, happy, safe and sound. It sucks that we cant do anything for her in return for what she's done for us. If it weren't for her we wouldn't have gotten this far. Right now she's a strong women who works for a business as a boss for part of the company. Luckily for us she doesn't get on our case like she does with everyone else who works under her. "Mom, when's Lisa coming over?" Alia, my older sister. 23 years old and works for our aunt Lisa. Lisa owns a small bakery which gets a lot of customers which also earns a lot from those customers. She has a few more of her bakeries scattered around in the other neighboring states. Like Starbucks the place is booming 24/7 the only difference is that there's no coffee or tea served, mostly smoothies and hot beverages like apple-cider and hot-coco. After all its a bakery not a café. The only reason her place is so popular is cause of how good her foods are, but most of that is thanks to our family history. Almost everyone in our family is a cook, chef, restaurant, café, bakery owner, etc. I just find it funny how none of us are French, Italian or mostly Spanish. Somewhere in our blood there maybe some of that, but over all were American which is a first. But anyways with all the yapping out of the way the only person in our family that stands out most would be our Grandpa. The man used to be a great chef until he retired for no good reason. He just stopped and enjoyed the rest of his life cooking in peace. Sounds nice but if he kept working for the next 20 or 30 more years he could've made more based off of his cooking skills. The man was an international celerity but was soon forgotten once he left and gave the news and paparazzi nothing and no good reason as to why he left. Its suspected that he quit because he ran out of idea's, dealt drugs, didn't enjoy his job cooking, but all of that was just stupid, especially the last one. Ever since I was 6 years old the man would cook for the whole family. I would watch him cook or sometimes he would have me help him. With that I would gradually love cooking- grow a passion for it and improve over time. Once I turned 18 I stopped visiting him and wanted to help out the family a bit more by getting a job like Alia. With that and everyone growing increasingly busy we never had the time to stop by and visit him. As the last person to get home I would get straight to cooking for the family and feed everyone with the food and recipes I came up with. With that I helped put a smile on their faces and made them look forward to breakfast, lunch, diner and maybe even a snack if I felt like making one for them. Everyone was happy until...
"Ding dong!" The door bell rang- echoing throughout the loud and busy household. "Alia could you get that." My mom was too busy working on her Mac book reading emails and doing paper work right next to her as she read and typed responding to the employees. "Yes!" Alia shouted from her room only to soon be speed walking over to the door to open it. "Oh hi Lisa ho-" "Not now Ali. Sis, dad's in the hospital." Everyone went quit except for me. I was too busy and focused on cooking. With a few moments of silence mom spoke up and everyone soon went to action. Diner was about done but- "Ted finish up diner and put it in the fridge, Grandpa's in the hospital." When she went over to me and told me that I just froze. For a moment I stood there looking straight forward and then turned to look at the food I made. Tonight wasn't going to be a great diner nor a great day. Everyone's world turned around...
Introduction: I have had many emails regarding my stories. I would like to thank each of you. I thank all of you for your complements. ( For you Hariot) After Judge Cooke left the room, I wanted to talk to Sharon about what just happened. I wanted to know how it felt. Did she like it? I was hoping that she would turn over and face me, but she never did. I fell asleep, thinking the events were over. I dont know how long I slept. I awoke to a sound. The lamp was on and I could see clearly....
Introduction: As I have explained in my previous stories, Spanking and Sexual Awakening and Another time I was watching Judge Cooke this is another account of true events that added to my sexual knowledge Sharons Father, Judge Cooke provided most of my sexual knowledge . Later in life I realized that he had been kinky to say the least! I often wondered, why we never told anyone about the sexual events, but I guess we knew he was the ultimate authority. Today, was the same as most days,...
VOLUME-1. Chapter VI As the certainty that all was finished between us came to me, I got better, my grief moderated, my prick expected occupation, I was horrified at having frigged myself, and ceased doing it. Then naturally I looked at the servants. The new housemaid was ugly as sin, so I turned to Mary the cook. I was then about seventeen years old. She was now I think twenty-six or eight years old, big, stout, but as it seemed to me then, symetrical; she had exquisite teeth, blue eyes,...
You Only Cook The Ones You Love1They say that revenge is sweetest when served cold, personally, I like hot food....Her family had been responsible for the ruination of my ancestors; their actions were calculated and callous. They enjoyed the game that wound up destroying them. Their eldest daughter, Lisa was beautiful, she was the epitome of a society girl, she grew up with every advantage and the best schooling money could buy. She was getting married in just two weeks, and through my own...
Hi readers, this is my first story on ISS, a real one. I am Saurav from Chennai. The female lead in this story is my cook Chaya – a 30-32 years old married lady with a dusky complexion and firm breasts, nice ass and juicy lips. This story goes back to the time when I was 22 years old. I had just completed my graduation from university and was at home for about 3 months before my post graduation began. The cook Chaya used to come in the evenings to cook dinner at our place. At first, I did not...
My name is Karthik(name changed). I’m currently doing my B.E Mech(department changed) in a reputed college in California. I’m basically brown in complexion, 169 cms tall and have a 9 inch Dick. I live in Anna nagar, Chennai. After reading many maid sex stories in this site, I had a crush on my cook. She is been working with us for the past 2 years. She has the perfect body structure with 32 D cup like two huge coconuts bumping out, covered in a synthetic Saree. Her nipples are very sharp and...
Hi everyone, today I will be sharing my real sex story with my cook. This happened in Bangalore a year ago. I am a 26-year-old good looking, working professional staying in Bangalore, now let me start with the story. I used to stay in one of the apartments in bellandur, it was 3bhk flat shared by two other people. Once we moved in we decided to keep a cook and got a cook’s number from security people of the apartment and I called the number. Her name was bina, then I inquired about the same...
Hi friends this is a story about a new cook who got lucky with one of his masters. Deep was from Bihar and recently shifter to Hyderabad in search of a job. The only thing he was good at was cooking so he decided to work as a cook and soon with help of references from some of his friends he was able to get work at a house of bachelor females This story is about how Deep ended up in bed with Swati (one of the girls in for whom Deep used to cook) Although there were 3 girls in the flat but Deep...
This is a sex story about me when I moved to Bangalore, There were row houses and I occupied one of them. My name is Rahul, I had a maid named Lakshmi, She was a typical south Indian lady about 50 years, she was neat and clean, she used to cook in addition to doing routine work such as sweeping and swabbing the floors as well as doing the dishes and washing clothes. Since she lived far, it used to get late for her to leave after serving dinner and the cleaning up, I suggested that she move into...
"No mom! You can not do this to me!" I could not believe it. Mom just told me that I will be spending most of my summer babysitting granpa Jones. Here I am in my middle teen years, middle of puberty and discovering boys and wondering about sex and now I am going to spend most of my summer on a farm in the middle of no where with a man who can not take care of his self nor hardly talk for that matter. We got out there and mom and my aunt stayed several days showing me the ropes of everything...
The idea behind this story actually came from an episode of a show I watched almost 10 years ago. I remembered it last night, and wrote it this morning. Comments, questions, or criticism can be directed to [email protected] or [email protected] The Sketchbook By Allison Voorhees I was drawing a portrait of Christy, my girlfriend, in art class. She was standing over my shoulder as I shaded the strands of honey-colored hair that ran down her shoulders. "Are...
My wife had moved into a new job which required her to travel a fair bit, about 1-2 weeks out of town a month. We’d been married for 3 years and didnt have any kids yet. Thus such a travel heavy job was easy to manage. Usually her travel schedule would require her to visit her company’s Chennai and Bangalore offices and would either require her to spend a week at each office one after the other, or spend a week at either of the office. We had a good support system of maids (Melissa, the cook...
People keep asking me the question if I am the Cathy Cook that Keith, the author of the Surfside series, was writing about. I think of "Letter to readers" as a love letter to me personally that we wanted to share with our readers. Also I was the author of the two comments at the bottom, numbers 6 and 11, that have my name attached. This was not a hack by someone like Keith to make me, the character in the story, look real. I think we both love each other though our romance has more...
Soon after my first sexual encouter with padma my maid in Chennai, my work life began at bangalore. I found a small apartment, where I stayed alone and closeby to my work place. Worklife was tough and busy and for nearly 6 months and I had no time to indulge anything apart work. I was getting sexually frustrated and homesick at the time thinking of the days I used to bang padma. Also the hotel food was beginning to bore me, so I decided to hire a cook for the weekend’s atleast. I told the...
Introduction: Please read the Judge Cooke Series starting with number 1 thru 7, so that you may understand what led up to the events of this Night. I couldnt stop thinking about the spanking Judge Cooke had given me ? My little butt was so sore, but I desired more. Did everyone have these desires, locked deep inside of them? I desired more. I wanted Judge Cooke to mount me, as I had watched him do to his daughter, and the kitchen servant. I needed his cock, deep inside me. I wanted his cock,...
Introduction: I hope that you all like this continuation, of the true stories in the Judge Cooke Series. The next morning, after I had watched Judge Cooke fucking his daughter, she and I went down to breakfast. As we entered the formal Dinning Room, Judge Cooke stood. He walked over to pull the chair our for me to be seated. He then did the same for his daughter, Sharon. We were served by the young black woman, that we had watched him fuck. As she moved to the left of him to serve, he reached...
Introduction: First read 1-8 , so that you may understand the relationship we had with the Judge One weekend, when I was spending the night with Sharon, the Judge came in again. We had been asleep for about an hour, I think. The light shinning into the room, from the hallway, woke me up. When the door closed, I strained my eyes, to watch Judge Cooke. He walked over to the night stand, and turned the lamp on. Sharon had her back to me. He walked over to the far side of the bed. He looked right...
Hi this is Rohit here from Bangalore this is my 4th story in ISS, if any mistake means please forgive me. First about me , I am 26 year old,5.11 height, weight 65, and average body with the good big dick of 7.8 inch with good stamina of fuck longer time. And about that aunty (her name Vimala ) , she may be 35 to 38 year old and have good pair of boobs and most beautiful is her big ass(i don’t know about her figure ) Coming to story I use to stay in pg in Bangalore, I most of the time feel horny...
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Introduction: This is a true account of spanking that fueled a lifelong desire. This does contain descriptions of events that happened when I was young. If this offends you please do not continue to read this. Remember, that you are an adult, and you have the right to make your own decision to read this. Please let me know if you would like for me to post other events that happened in my friends home between her Father and others. Please feel free to PM me or email [email protected] I lived in...
Hello friends this is Sabeer, a big Fan of ISS and wants to pen down experience with cooking maid Latha. I invite chatting with aunties in any age group and comments on experience sharing views experiences to under strict confidence. Rajitha Servant Maid is lean but fair, don’t have any feelings on her because I like voluptuous woman. I called Rajitha and told her that I am looking a Cooking Maid, care taker for me as well as home, and detailed my requirements intentions to her, my main...
Hello everyone, my name is Rohan. Though I have been reading stories for 2-3 years on ISS, this is the first incident I am sharing here. My age is 25 and I am 6 feet tall with an average built body. Recently I shifted to Delhi in connection with a project work. This incident happened 2 months ago. I rented a 2BHK apartment in Dwarka as it was cheaper and near my office. My apartment was on the 3rd floor and it was a completely residential building with families in all the apartments. I often go...
"Okay, you ready?" she said."Yeah, I'm ready!" I said back."Okay, 3...2...1...GO!"She slapped her hand on the timer and it started clicking. Then she grabbed a pan, threw it on the stove, and turned the burner on high. I lifted up her skirt and yanked down her panties, exposing the big fat globes of her ass.She sliced a pat of butter into the pan and it started to melt. Then she opened a package of bacon and peeled off two slices. I pulled apart her ass cheeks and shoved my dick between them. I...
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Introduction: Mark and Mary are off to New York to get their hands on the Magicks of the Witch of Endor while Brandon is in France to get his hands on another copy. The Devils Pact by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 Chapter Twenty-seven: The Book Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. The fire crackled in the clearing, fiery sparks rising up into the air like tiny souls. Tonight was Thursday, the Twentieth of June. The Summer Solstice. The coven assembled around the bonfire, all ten women...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 Chapter Twenty-seven: The Book Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. The fire crackled in the clearing, fiery sparks rising up into the air like tiny souls. Tonight was Thursday, the Twentieth of June. The Summer Solstice. The coven assembled around the bonfire, all ten women stripped naked, their bodies painted orange and red by the firelight. Ready to worship their Goddesses. After Lilith freed us from Mark Glassner's control and we pledged...
Andrea gave a long sigh. "Jeez, Markus, why are we here at a stupid bookstore? This is boring!" "Not everything is sex, Andrea," Markus replied. "I'm here to get you to at least try and develop yourself a bit, damn it." "Dear, the only way I want to develop is going through all the positions with you, you know that! Missionary is so boring, so then we switch to the more fun ones! Especially if I'm the one with the cock." She looked away from Markus, her gaze looked dreamily into the...
BY THE BOOK By Geneva In the late fifties I was twentyone, and just graduated from college. I'd been slow in getting a job lined up, and as I really wanted a break anyway, I went back to visit my sister Ellen in the family home. Ellen was the only one at home. Our father had been killed nine years previously in Korea, and our mother had died of cancer when I was still a freshman at college. Mom and Dad hadn't been rich, but Dad's parents had left us with some money in their...
I love playing games with Lisa, she is so good at the roles and we enjoyed a quiet evening until I got an alert from Anika that an enquiry had come through for another AirBNB booking. I logged on to see the following message:“Good evening, sorry for short notice but need to book your room for tomorrow evening, too s**tty and forgot, I am a 23yo medical student and in town for a conference on Tuesday and loved your easy going and friendly profile. I do drink (will bring wine) and smoke (happy to...
All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal...
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BDSMI was attending a soiree with my wife, Clare (soiree: a fancy term for a late happy hour amongst the intelligentsia and I was happy because I had a very nice scotch, neat, in my hand). Anyway, I was sitting quietly in a corner watching my wife and others in the room. She was talking animatedly with her mentor and friend, Professor Randy Holcomb. Her hand motions were subdued by the fact she had a martini in one hand but I could tell she was trying to get some point across to the professor. To...
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Mind ControlHi dear horny readers of ISS club. I am Praveen , 38 male having a medium size business. I have been reading ISS stories for the past couple of years. I have had few sexual encounters and I take this opportunity to share it with you guys. You can reach me on : for any comments on how I narrated my true story.. As mentioned earlier, I have a medium size industry and this is located far from where my family lives. I visit my plant for 25 days and then go back home for 10-12 days. I have rented...
Being a Dr. of Psychology for the last 18 years has been rewarding in itself. Along with having a wonderful and loving wife and raising 2 very successful c***dren has afforded us the opportunity to relax and finally enjoy some of the fruits of our labor. Val and I met while still in college. Young at heart and both ready to set sail to conquer the world ahead. I will always look back at the first several months of our relationship. We sat for hours and discussed all philosophy of life. It was...
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It started with a book. The company I worked for had arranged a holiday gift offer through one of those warehouse booksellers. We could order any book we wanted. The selected book would be gift-wrapped, mailed and ready for opening Christmas morning. I decided on a gift for my wife, Melissa. We'd been married less than a year yet, being married was more than I'd ever hoped for. To share your life with someone else was wonderful, the intimacy, the devotion, the togetherness. Oh and the sex,...
"David," she called, "come help with this box of books I got at the church storehouse." I helped her bring in a musty box with years of dust on on it. " This box has been in storage for ever and they were just going to toss it out, so I thought you would like to go through it first." She gave me her stunning smile, God my mother is beautiful. "Thanks mom." I said grinning like the love sick teen I was. She checked her watch. "I have a meeting soon order a pizza for you and...
Sunday I moped about the flat. I did some perfunctory cleaning then decided, fuck it, I’d go to the pub and see some friends. My mobile rang around 1pm just as I was buying a couple of glasses of wine. ‘Look, I’m sorry about this weekend.’ ‘It’s fine, really. I know how busy you are.’ She must have detected something in my voice. ‘Look. I am busy. My work matters to me too. If you cant deal with that then we’ll just say goodbye.’ ‘I don’t know if I can deal with it or not.’ ‘Then you need to...
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