Belladonna
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After my divorce, I was back into the single scene. I felt free and wanted enjoy my new life; or should I say I find the pieces of me pre-marriage. I went out every weekend, took trips, and most importantly, did as I wanted. I started to get back into the “Swinger” scene that I experienced before marriage. I enjoyed it then and figured I would enjoy it again. I started getting close with several couples and other single women. We hung out on football Sundays, holidays, and “played” with each...
BisexualBrandon is one of my husbands best friends. Why is it that it's always the best friend that makes the moves on a guy's wife? Well, it happens to be the case with us, too!Brandon is just an average guy, but with a strong build. Not tall, not fat, but stocky. He doesn't really even know his own strength.He has always been the "touchie, feely" type, giving me a hug every time he sees me. I didn't realize it, but often when he would come over in the evenings, I would already be in "comfortable...
I drive to the GPS coordinates in my phone, a secluded, wooded area. Grabbing the tote bag my Master had given me, I follow a barely visible path through the trees and brush to a small clearing, barely twenty feet across. I drop my bag in front of an oak tree and retrieve the rope I'd been told to bring. I tie one end securely around my left wrist and kneel with my back against the tree trunk, wiggling my wide-spread knees to each side until the bark caresses my spine through my thin summer...
BDSMYou're sitting on your coach when all hell breaks out in the city. Your apartment is on the 6th floor of the building. You see fires in the distance, so you flip on the TV. " A group of what can only be called vampires entered the city a few moments ago......they then started grabbng people...raping...biting...which you can see behind me now..."oh...Mmm..stop"...and the just grabbed my camera girl....CRAP!" the report runs off screen , as the camera is turned over, still running , and showing...
BDSMI had just got my drivers license and was very excited. I went out with my friends to celebrate. But I some how screwed up my braces. I called mom who got me an emergency appointment at the orthodontist. It was late on Friday and I drove mom's car over quickly as they were staying late for me. Plus it was snowing and supposed to get very bad as the evening went on. When I arrived every one was gone except the doctor and his assistant. The orthodontist quickly fixed the painful problem and left...
Thank you for taking the time to read my fantasy; if it tickles your fancy, I appreciate your vote and any comments.This story contains peanuts, so if you're allergic to incest, mother-son, brother-sister, oral, anal, or sex in general, please do not go any further.Enjoy, JJ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The man was huge, donkey huge! Not in physical size but where it counted, in his cock. That's how Jeff earned the nickname Donk years ago when he was just in his teens; Donk, like in a donkey cock. The...
IncestBefore I relate to the incident below, I must confess to a fantasy I've had on and off since I was about 17 as you will see the connection as I reveal all. A boyfriend I had at that time, showed me a quiet a few blue videos, But one particular video stuck in my mind. An elegant and very attractive woman in her 30’s in a Mercedes sports car; almost knocks over a tramp crossing the road, she takes him home, she feeds him and then she offers herself in exchange for him not informing the...
It was hard to stop my eyes from tearing up as I took my last walk-through of the house I'd spent over 15 years adding to, building on and maintaining. There were so many happy memories here, and very few sad ones. Even the sad ones had been spent together, just the three of us, united against what the world would send us. I looked over the furniture one more time, to see if there was anything left behind that I might want to lay claim to or need. The living room seemed empty without my giant...
It was a dumb thing to do and I knew it. All my friends knew it and everyone tried to tell me I was being stupid and I knew they were right. But I was in love and as far as I was concerned they could all go to hell. Donnatella, Donny for short, owned me body and soul from the minute I laid eyes on her. She was no raving beauty, not to say she wasn't good looking, she was just an average looking woman with a pretty face and a decent body, but she had something that no other women I'd ever met...
REVELATIONS, Chapter 6, Verses 13 – 19 And I saw three unclean spirits like frogs come out of the mouth of the dragon, and out of the mouth of the beast, and out of the mouth of the false prophet. 14 For they are the spirits of devils, working miracles, which go forth unto the kings of the earth and of the whole world, to gather them to the battle of that great day of God Almighty. 15 Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is he that watcheth, and keepeth his garments, lest he walk naked, and...
Donk Party! Well, let's see what this "party" is all about! Porn stars take it too far with their fake moans and not to mention, the surgically remodelled sin slits. Sometimes you will need that authenticity to have a real hard on lest you get a fake one too. Times like these, a good dose of amateur content will do you good. What of watching a fresh-faced girl being fucked on camera for the first time or hot young wives cheating on their husbands with their out of shape neighbors? Who knows,...
Porn Link SitesDonna Chapter 1 Donna Takes Charge by roccodadom44 [email protected] this story is fiction. I did once let a woman and son live wth me, with horrible results. But it was mostly financial shit, her stealing from me, that ended things. I did have...
Characters Andrew Martin — A 35 year old attorney Donna Stains-Martin — A 32 year old attractive woman, wife of Andrew Sam Spade — A 36 year old Stockbroker, boss of Donna William Stains — 56 year old father of Donna Martha Stains — 52 year old mother of Donna Donald Martin — 60 year old widower father of Andrew, a retired judge. Act 1 [The sitting room at the Martin's. A beautifully decorated room where Andrew is sitting with his wife, her parents and his father.] Donald —...
DONNA BY JANICE It was Thanksgiving morning; this Thanksgiving was going to be the best ever. My sister and I were going to have it at our house and were inviting all our girlfriends, Tracy, Sally and Barbara, naturally Laura was going to be there. I hardly ever assumed my Laura persona at home; I usually did it at the girl's neighborhood where I was known as Laura. My boyfriend Hal was spending Thanksgiving with...
My name is Donna and I reside in a wonderful, albeit, small town. I am considered a proper Lady in my circle of friends and certainly in my church. I am marries to a wonderful man and have two very nice teenage son's. Up until a week ago no one and I mean no one was aware that, to satisfy certain urges I surfed the internet for stories, pictures, videos and even film clips of an erotic and frequently pornographic nature. If my friends had known or even suspected this they would have been...
"Donna" I had just finished my two years at community college and was ready to pack up and move out but decided to keep my apartment when I answered an add in the newspaper for a position opening dealing with files, records and doing computer work for a local insurance company. The work seemed easy and the starting pay was enough to get by on so after being offered the job I accepted and started work. I talked it over with my landlords, Bob and Doris Fuller that evening after...
When Michael saw the girl sitting quietly in the corner, he knew he was going to make love to her. He never knew quite how he could be so sure, but he was always right. Don't get the wrong idea. He wasn't a prolific fucker, a bedsmith of great renown or an unreasonably endowed extrovert. No, his conquests were of a more pedestrian nature, in both number and style. He was an observant and attentive lover, a stroker of the ego as much as the genital. A student of the art perhaps. He had been...
I first posted a series of tales about Donna on a blog called the Girls’ Coffee Shop. I have made them a little more suited to a site of this type. I hope you will see the jokes although I know most are peculiarly British in style. If you need any explanations, do please ask. I first met Donna one evening in my local pub. A colleague of mine, Nellie, serves behind the bar and you will learn a lot more about her as time passes and you can be bothered. It was a Friday evening and the pub was...
LesbianSo we get a hotel room, and I get a little vodka to drink for myself. Little did I know there was some friends coming over. When they get there the guy is drinking with me, and his girlfriend says that she's going to get one of her friends. I really didn't pay no mind to what she said cause I asked if her friend was going and everyone said no. So while his girl is gone we drink all the vodka that I had. And she brings more and the female that everyone said wasn't going. They drink on the vodka...
I met Donna several years ago at a psychic fair. She is short, comes about chin high to my almost six-foot height, slender, and possessing a wonderful pair of breasts. She must have been in her late forties back then and very appealing to me. I feigned interest in her life coaching, and we chatted off and on for a few hours in between people who were actually interested in her line of work. All I was interested in was the cleavage she was showing. Over the years, we crossed paths often and...
Quickie SexSlowly, he began removing her clothing, his hand gently caressing her soft skin. She moaned lightly as his hands reached beneath her top and massaged her breasts. Her legs parted instinctively as he explored beneath her laced briefs. She glanced into the mirror above them and studied the immense contrast between her petit body against his naked Adonis form. Soon her clothing laid in a crumpled pile beside the bed. The room was hot and steamy, and their body glistened with moisture. He stood in...
Slowly, he began removing her clothing, his hand gently caressing her soft skin. She moaned lightly as his hands reached beneath her top and massaged her breasts. Her legs parted instinctively as he explored beneath her laced briefs. She glanced into the mirror above them and studied the immense contrast between her petit body against his naked Adonis form. Soon her clothing laid in a crumpled pile beside the bed. The room was hot and steamy, and their body glistened with moisture. He stood in...
All the participants in this story are eighteen or older. This story is pure fiction. * By the time I was fourteen, it was obvious that I was going I have an abnormal set of gonads. By the time I was fifteen, I was having trouble getting it all stuffed into my underwear. You may think this was a good thing but the fact is, it embarrassed me. My fellow students saw it in the shower room after football practice and started calling me ‘Donkey’. Pretty soon, everyone in school was aware that I...
"To the reader... I don't know why I've written this. After all these years it is unlikely that anyone will ever read it. Perhaps I write to reconcile myself. ... Whatever the reason, this is my story. It is written a while after the events I speak of, but I will try to keep it as close to what actually happened as I can. I will also try to speak the truth, even if it makes you despise me, for I won't lie, I have made many bad choices, only some of which I regret. Time is short and getting...
I first posted a series of tales about Donna on a blog called the Girls’ Coffee Shop. I have made them a little more suited to a site of this type. I hope you will see the jokes although I know most are peculiarly British in style. If you need any explanations, do please ask. I first met Donna one evening in my local pub. A colleague of mine, Nellie, serves behind the bar and you will learn a lot more about her as time passes and you can be bothered. It was a Friday evening and the pub was...
A cascade of light flashed before you. You knees felt numb, and your stomach felt uneasy. "What the hell?" you thought to yourself. To add to the heaping mess of confusion accumulating in your head, before you stood a genie. Yep. A fucking genie. With bold masculine arms and a goatee you swear you could impale someone on, he fit the stereotype to a T. "Hello, Dylan Thomas. Congratulations on uncovering my sacred resting place and awaking me after a long cursed slumber. Now in reward, what will...
Mind ControlI was due to spend a week in London visiting the head offices of thecompany to present my ultimatum to the board. From Heathrow I took thecompany limo to my hotel in central London and settled in. I was a bit jetlagged from the trip so I enjoyed a quiet dinner in the hotel and an earlynight. The next morning, following an early breakfast and a jog in HydePark, I dressed carefully and conservatively for the first meeting. I tooka taxi, arriving at the company's City office building just after...
My parents in Iowa went to London for two weeks and sent for me on 9/26/13 to see the Minnesota Vikings play at Wembley stadium. They had a package deal where I arrive Thursday and go back on Tuesday. The only problem was I was at a different Hotel. After flying all night I got the Heathrow Thursday around noon and got my ride to the hotel. I checked in, contacted my parents and agreed to meet for dinner later. The nice thing about central London was it didn’t take me long to figure out the...
IN THE OFFICE In the afternoon I dressed, as a girl. Tucking my penis into panties, stockings, heels. Knowing, I guess, what might well happen in the evening but still unsure of myself. It was both expected and unexpected. When I took the job, it was just as a computer nerd. Andrew was a great boss, if that's the word when two people work together, in the office that's just the ground floor of his three storey terrace in Swiss Cottage. In his late 30s, reserved and polite, no...
When my wife Arlene and I decided that living in an apartment was getting to be a drag, we began checking various real estate brokers and the ads in local newspapers. One Saturday as we were driving through an old sub-division, I spotted a home that was for sale by owner and quickly stopped to check things out. After a thorough inspection of the property and its surroundings, we decided to call the number and set up an appointment to view the house itself. The house was built entirely by the...
Chapter 1 Jonathon Wetherall knocked on the front door of number 12 for the final interview before selection. He waited somewhat nervously for the door to be opened. 'Jane' admitted him into the front room that was being used as an office. As usual the other woman 'Margaret' was already seated at the desk. "This shouldn't take long Mr. Wetherall," 'Jane said, "we just need a couple of more things". Jonathon hadn't quite figured out what the relationship between the two women...
Abandoned By Cassandra Morgan "We need to talk." Are there any more threatening words in the language? Is there a sentence that can more quickly fill you with dread? Is there another collection of four one-syllable words that can change your life? I was on my knees in the kitchen, trying to clean a stubborn black smudge of uncertain origin. A boot mark? A food dropping? What it was, it had seemed so important a few seconds ago. Now, it was just another chore to be done in a...
As I sit on the train, I cant not help but think what this trip will bring. I have not seen my long term girlfriend in over a month so I have that funny feeling you get in your stomach before you have something important to do. We are meeting in London for a night out and staying overnight at quite a posh hotel five minutes walk to Oxford street. I am a student, studying sports science at university. I have always been involved in sports and over the last year, been hitting the gym hard at...
We went to London for the weekend staying in a very nice hotel in Victoria. We had a lovely day Saturday sightseeing etc. We decided to check the nighlife out so got all dressed up and hit a few swanky bars, around midnight we were approached by a a tall black man at the bar exchanging pleasantries. I went to the toilet leaving Nat chatting away knowing the guy was staring at her titties. As i arrived back they wer laughing away and Nat saying she hads told him about some of our meets. He was...
As I sit on the train, I cant not help but think what this trip will bring. I have not seen my long term girlfriend in over a month so I have that funny feeling you get in your stomach before you have something important to do. We are meeting in London for a night out and staying overnight at quite a posh hotel five minutes walk to Oxford street. I am a student, studying sports science at university. I have always been involved in sports and over the last year, been hitting the gym hard at...
Straight SexAn empty beer bottle arced through the air then broke the smooth surface of the water with an unimpressive splash. Mike watched the ripples spread out across the pond until they lapped against the shore at his feet. He reached into the cooler, the cold felt good to his hand, and pulled out another bottle and twisted the cap off. The ice-cold liquid gurgled down his throat. He heard a car coming down the dirt and gravel the road behind him. It stopped, and a door opened and closed. The breeze...
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. Ruffling the short, soft spikes at the back. She was waiting for him but knew he’d come from nowhere and when she least expected it. She fiddled gingerly with her lip piercing and adjusted her sweater. She was nervous and she knew it. It had been so long since she had seen him but they had been texting constantly for the last few months and it was comfortable. She glanced around the museum again and then returned to gazing blindly, dead ahead. ...
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. Ruffling the short, soft spikes at the back. She was waiting for him but knew he’d come from nowhere and when she least expected it. She fiddled gingerly with her lip piercing and adjusted her sweater. She was nervous and she knew it. It had been so long since she had seen him but they had been texting constantly for the last few months and it was comfortable. She glanced around the museum again and then returned to gazing blindly, dead ahead....
Love Stories“Yes, I thought Orlando might be too expensive for a young couple. There’s a house a few miles from here that has been on the market for two years, so the price has dropped below the comps. It’s in great shape, move-in-ready, fully furnished, and affordable. I have to disclose that three people died in it, parents and their 20-year-old son. The leaking heater has been replaced. People say it’s haunted by their umm, friendly ghosts. If you don’t believe in that, it’s a steal. What do you...
The haze hung from heaven like a rebuke, wreathing the entire compound with its chilly breath. His fingers stung as he dipped the bowl into the bucket to splash water on the car. He cracked and stretched them to remove the stiffness and he resumed wiping the windscreen, gingerly pulling back the wipers. The water sluiced around the glass edges taking with it the harmattan dust. "Ahh! "He particularly hated banging his numb knuckles against the rusty red tyre rims of the old Peugeot 405. The...
God. It was almost midnight and she needed to call her husband: “...hello dear… yes, well the reason I’m late… some of the guys from work wanted to fuck me. No big deal. Soon as I get dressed, I'll be right along. There's some leftovers in the fridge...†Angie was curled-up into the corner of the couch. She held one of Bernice's cushions to her chest and tried to hide her nipples in the folds. She could have wished for a larger cushion. Not that Angie was a large woman. She was actually, quite...
AffairThis Sunday was spent all day in bed with my fuck buddy. I lost count cumming. Picture this, my ass in the air, rope, and our cum all over my body. He asked me not to wash so by the time it was over I was so overcome with the aroma of it all. He gagged me with his cock more than a couple of times. I prefer a man to come on my tongue not down my throat! Jesus! But it was all good. I like to taste it. He tied me down on the bed and blindfolded me and fucked me so hard. My pussy was sore all day...
"What the hell are you doing!!?" I heard my sister scream. My eyes snapped open, my hand flying away from its grip around my cock. With our parents away and my sister out I'd thought I'd be alone for the evening and decided to have a wank. Now Michelle had come home unexpectedly and discovered me. It got worse. "Are those my knickers you're jerking off into?" She screamed again. I nodded shamefacedly. "You little shit. I'm telling on you." "Please don't Michelle; I'll do anything you want." I...
We met Mike and a legendary player at the pro shop at two-thirty. I thought Terry was going to get on his knees and bow to the guy. Since I had not been a golfer for very long, I recognized his name, but he was just another guy to me. He was very friendly. “You sure are a tall one,” the pro player said looking up at me from under the brim of his hat. “I didn’t know they made clubs long enough for someone your size.” He said smiling. Terry explained that he was using today and tomorrow for...
Nervously she fidgeted with her fingers. It was happening, it was finally happening. She studied the guy who sat across from her. He was rocking a perfectly groomed snowboarders goatee and wore a pinstriped suit. Behind his desks he displayed pictures of some famous singers and pop stars. She had been with this agency for a few months now, but this was the first time she was invited in to have a little chat with the big boss. ‘You’re talented.’ He said. Elisa felt her cheeks flush,...
T .1 The boy—and that was what he was, really, a sophomore if not a freshman—jumped on her so quickly that Jane thought he might have been waiting for her. She took advantage of the fact that she lived just down the street from Mount Hill High School—a ten-minute walk, no more—and came to school early, in hopes of avoiding attention while she undressed at the boxes... Which, in retrospect, had been a dumb idea: who was going to pay attention to her in the first place? And if this freshman...
Hello Readers I’m Abhishek This Is My First Story for Readers and it is My First Experience about Sex Also So I want your Feedback after Reading My Story. In This Story I Use Mixed Language Hindi and English. Ye meri aur meri aunty ki story hai. Ye tab ki bat hai jab mai 18 saal ka tha aur 12th me padh raha tha aur mere uncle ki nayi nayi shadi hui thi. Shadi se pahle wo dubai me kaam par the aur shadi baad 2 month ke baad wo wapas dubai apni job pe chale gaye. Aur nayi chichi jinka naam Nina...
Another Slaviversary 1 - The Slut's Slaviversaryby Loraspa6loraspa6 (a) hotmail (dot) comI had been pre-rinsing the cookware to load into the dishwasher when little boy came in and set the table dishes next to the sink. "After you have the dishwasher running Mistress would like to have a word with you in the living room.""Yes Master. Please let Mistress know that the slut will be with her shortly.""Good slut." Little boy gave me a shit-eating grin; he knew what it was Mistress wanted me for....
Chapter 4"I think we should have long talk, Heather." Said the voice of my friend Stacy.My fingers gripped my steering wheel as my heart raced with fear. What did my friend know?"Ok, we can talk at my place." I said."I will see you there." She replied as the call ended.The drive home was longest of my life as I wondered just what my best friend now knew. Had she followed me to the porn store? Did she know that I had been having sex tonight? What if she knew my father was in there too?I pulled...
The first time I fucked Abeer, it was on his boss’s fancy bed. I met him on an online website. The young hot well built guy made me wet from the very first day. So when he invited me to come and see his office because his boss was out of the station, I jumped at the opportunity.The office was beautiful. Abeer took me to the room. He offered me tea but I wanted him. I suggested that we listen to some music. He smiled, “Only if you dance with me.”I laughed, “But I am pretty bad at it."“It...
Straight SexIntroduction: A fun weekend My Weekend with Carl Carl arrived at his slaves house at 5:30pm, half an hour late but purposely done of course. She had answered the door as instructed, only wearing her dressing gown, with collar on as tight as it went, clamps attached to both nipples, her large vibrating egg inserted inside her and black beads half inserted to look like a tail. They both went straight to her room to start the punishment for the weekend. As soon as they got to her room he...
The next morning they slept in. That was one of the advantages of a townhouse, they didn’t have to get up and do yardwork. The young couple were basking in the glow of last night’s sex. For some reason Stephanie was getting turned on thinking about Chris showing Sean her nude pictures. She thought it was hot that Chris showed her nudes to someone else even if it was her friend’s husband. She reached over to find Chris was already hard. She mounted him for a leisurely morning fuck. The next day,...
CuckoldHis office was on the second floor of a gray and white Victorian on the upward slope of Sacramento Street in Pacific Heights. I was fifteen minutes late to my appointment because I couldn’t find street parking and the lot on Fillmore was full. I had to circle around the block a couple times because all the streets were one way, congested by crossing pedestrians and Muni buses backing up the midday traffic. Though it was a sunny late summer afternoon, the towering marble facade of the flats...
Two Girls - Pt 1 Becky and Simon married when they were just twenty-three years old, now four years ago. They had reasonable jobs, a nice apartment and some fun friends. One night they were visiting a couple of friends for drinks and the subject arose of women waxing their legs. "I hate it, but there's no good alternative," Becky said. "Yeah, who wants to make love to a gorilla," Mike joked and his wife raised her eyebrows at his comment. "It can't be that bad," Simon chipped...
Slut Machine Brielle Norton was a class 'A' slut. We called her the school's 'Slut Machine' and she was because not only did she fuck a lot of boys, she generated all the other sluts in the school too. All the other girls were jealous of her, that was clear. And which wouldn't? Brielle had the curviest shaped body I had ever seen, with creamy, round tits forever on show, her legs were long and tanned while her wavy blonde hair framed her gorgeous face. My best friend Daniel had fucked her,...
Straight SexChapter 7 I made the tea and placed the 4 cups on my round silver tray, pausing to stupidly straighten my apron which, in reality, was just an attempt to delay before bringing it upstairs to them. Hesitating, I was terrified of what I would find in side, I eventually reluctantly knocked softly on their bedroom door. "Come in." Donna's voice was as authoritative as ever. I opened the door quietly, the three of them were sitting up in our king size bed Donna to the right in her...
The clock hit 10-o’clock and the eighteen-year-old university student, Jenna Sykes, started packing her bag to end her shift at the studio. She was a young, aspiring artist who longed to see her work in the magazines. She wanted nothing more than to see people offering hundreads, or thousands––maybe even millions––of dollars just to have a piece of her art to themselves. She was a small girl, at a height of just five-foot-one and a wieght of ninety-nine pounds. Jenna had long blonde hair that...