A Recollection
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She closed the dressing room door in a rather decisive manner and walked to me as I lent back against the dressing table. She took the glass from my hand and very deliberately placed it on the dresser.“Should I lock the door, Faye.”“if that were possible, probably yes. But nobody has seen the key since Honor Blackman played here. Apparently the director liked to pop in unannounced.”She smiled. “Well, one can but admire his taste.” She kissed me. “And yours.” She kissed me again and her hand...
LesbianThis morning I was musing on some of the good blow jobs I have received and thought I might share some: P – Expert technique, loved to pay attention to cockhead, shaft and balls. Plus had the skill to look into your eyes while doing it. She read a lot of womens magazines and took tips from them. Swallowed too, excellent girl when you just wanted to cum and couldn’t be bothered fucking her. J – I was the first (so she said) to come in her mouth. I was kneeling over her feeding my cock in my...
This happened a few years back but the memory of it makes me bone up every time.From being a permanently boned-up schoolboy any chance to have a crafty wank & I'd take it.Whether it was at the back of the class rubbing away at my knob in my tight black school trousers feeling my piss-slit ooze pre-slime through the material,or at the back of the schoolbus or in a secluded spot if I walked home,public lavs,even in the sacristry at church when I was an alter boy...anywhere.Back then one of my...
This morning I was musing on some of the good blow jobs I have received and thought I might share some:P - Expert technique, loved to pay attention to cockhead, shaft and balls. Plus had the skill to look into your eyes while doing it. She read a lot of womens magazines and took tips from them. Swallowed too, excellent girl when you just wanted to cum and couldn't be bothered fucking her.J - I was the first (so she said) to come in her mouth. I was kneeling over her feeding my cock in my...
My first recollection of life was color ... vibrant, beautiful color. The exaggerated color of the movie screen when the color movies first came out. Explosive color ... violent color ... magnificent color. Startling ... as I remember it. Yellows, reds, oranges, blues, greens ... the color wheel with damn few of the intermediate colors Of course I was asleep. I dream in technicolor. Or, at least, I did when I was new. The monsters in the closet were checks and stripes, plaids and...
We were both young, recently married and attending different colleges. We shared the car, both being able to drive. Sometimes I took it; sometimes Pam did, usually when we knew I could get a lift home. One evening Pam was a little later in than expected. “Oh, a student meeting. You know how it goes and Bike is so involved in student politics you get caught up in it.” “Bike?” “We call him that. He cycles everywhere.” We followed our usual routine, bit of study, bed, but no sex. She was...
Introduction: I wish it had not happened, but it did Recollections We were both young, recently married and attending different colleges. We shared the car, both being able to drive. Sometimes I took it, sometimes Pam did, usually when we knew I could get a lift home. One evening Pam was a little later in than expected. Oh, a student meeting. You know how it goes and Bike is so involved in student politics you get caught up in it. Bike? We call him that. He cycles everywhere. We followed our...
“Nothing good ever happens after one in the morning when you're drunk,” he painfully reminded himself of the events he failed to remember. Ben tentatively held his leg out of the bed on the floor to make his proprioception stop spinning the room. To his surprise, it helped. The world seemed to slowly halt to its habitual standstill—by normal human perception anyway. Only his stomach seemed, much to his displeasure, to keep enjoying the rollercoaster ride.With shaky legs, Ben gave standing up a...
HumorIdyll A Sex Scene (Author's note: This piece is just what the title says it is: adescription of two people having sex with some mild BDSM as told from theman's point of view: his thoughts and impressions. There's no plot, nomoral, and no pretense at redeeming artistic value, and if you're lookingfor any of those, I suggest you go elsewhere. Sometimes you just want toknock off a nice, psychological piece of ass.) From the dark van in the dark alley I can just see her leaving her buildingdown at...
Three weeks passed. Heather had no callers, no visits from Cameron, and no sex. She was now afraid — she might be pregnant, and she wanted it to be Cameron’s child. Why, she didn’t know. The kindly old physician who had delivered Heather herself nineteen years earlier, smiled at her. ‘I know this is a shock, dear, but you are –‘ ‘Expecting?’ The doctor nodded. ‘You are unwed, aren’t you, my dear?’ Heather nodded. ‘Do you want to give the baby up to parents who will care for it?’ Heather...
Heather swept down the hallway to her father’s study and walked inside. James was leaving after bringing her father’s tea. ‘Good morning, James,’ Heather said sweetly, acting as if she’d just seen him, instead of fucking his brains out earlier that morning. ‘Good morning, m-my l-lady,’ James stammered, as he left and shut the doors. Heather seated herself on the edge of the Duke’s desk. ‘Good morning, Daddy.’ ‘Good morning, sweetheart,’ the Duke said, and lifted his face. Heather took the...
At eleven-thirty, Heather was escorted into Northleigh Hall to an upstairs chamber. It was lit by only three candles. And Cameron was reclined on the bed, in only a dressing gown, awaiting her arrival. Heather smiled at him as he rose from the bed, and slowly removed her gloves. ‘I am here as you requested, sir. You may do whatever you please.’ Cameron slowly undid the buttons on the back of her gown and slipped it off her shoulders, down to her waist, until it pooled on the floor. Next went...
Heather dressed carefully and took her carriage to Northleigh Hall. Cameron himself answered the door and was dressed to go riding. His look of displeasure almost caused Heather to falter. ‘What do you want, my love?’ he said sarcastically. She held out a hand. ‘Cameron, darling, our baby —‘ ‘Our baby? Ha. It could be anybody’s.’ ‘I’m expecting in April. I’m very sure that it’s yours.’ ‘Well, we shall see when the baby comes who it favors. If it looks like me, I may concede to accept it.’ ...
Three weeks after the encounter with Holloway, Heather attended a ball at the Lockwoods, escorted by her brother, who was giving her lecherous looks most of the night. Heather had dressed carefully and intended to find her next conquest that night. Her dress was made from yards of emerald green velvet, with an elegant bustle in the back and long fitted sleeves. She was wearing white gloves, and the neckline showed plenty of cleavage, and was set off by an emerald necklace. Emeralds sparkled at...
Lady Heather sighed as she heard a knocking on the door of her bedchamber. ‘Just a moment,’ she called, reaching for her red dressing gown to cover her young, nude body. She opened the door to see James, her family’s butler, standing there. ‘Good morning, James,’ she said with a smile. He held her breakfast tray. ‘Breakfast, Miss Heather. Shall I put it on the dresser?’ ‘Please.’ As he passed, Heather took the delicate teacup from the tray and sipped the steaming hot tea. He put the tray...
One week after the incident with the servants, and no fucking in the meantime, Heather was wondering what it would take to get William interested again, when James announced a visitor from the parlor doorway. ‘Miss Heather, you have a visitor. A Lord Cameron Northleigh.’ Heather rose, smoothing the skirt of her yellow silk gown. ‘Show him in.’ Cameron entered the parlor after James, and then James left, pulling the doors shut. ‘Good morning, Heather,’ Cameron said, as he sat down. ‘Good...
Heather ate her breakfast, feeling deliciously sinful after her frolic that morning with James, and bathed and chose a gray silk gown. She pulled her chestnut hair back loosely in a ribbon, and went downstairs, to where her brother, Lord Holden, sat smoking his pipe in the salon. ‘Good morning, darling brother,’ she said, walking over and kissing his cheek. She made sure enough cleavage was showing to spark his interest. He swallowed hard. ‘Good morning, Heather,’ he choked out. She smiled...
*** NINE MONTHS LATER *** Heather laid in bed in Cameron’s bedchamber, breathing heavily as Dr. Winters waited between her widespread legs. She’d been visiting Cameron when her water broke. Cameron had hastened to fetch the doctor, the Duke, and Holden. Now the three paced outside the bedchamber as they listened to Heather’s howls of pain. Dr. Winters seemed more intent on gazing at Heather’s sweet cunt than delivering her baby. He thrust a hand inside to check the position, anyway. ‘Okay,...
Heather started blushing as Cameron put his arms around her. ‘We’re going to have a beautiful child, Heather.’ Heather pushed him away. ‘Cameron, the baby might not be yours.’ She had decided not to mince words. Cameron shot to his feet. ‘What do you mean? Other than Holloway, there has been no one else, has there?’ Heather bit her lip. Cameron looked angry. ‘Actually there has been, Cameron. One of the servants. William.’ ‘Did he rape you?’ Cameron demanded. ‘No, I seduced him. I didn’t...
The next morning, there was a knock at the door. Heather decided to open it herself, since she was passing through the front hall. Heather gaped as she saw Cameron standing there. He was groomed impeccably and held a small bouquet of asters — a sign of love. ‘Good morning, milady,’ he said, bowing low. ‘Good morning, milord,’ she returned, dropping into a curtsy. She’d play his little game. He handed her the bouquet and said, ‘Heather, would you like to go for a ride?’ He indicated his...
Heather smiled at the two young people the next morning as she swept into the parlor where they waited, both in clean but faded clothing. ‘Good morning. I am Lady Heather Westbrook. You are?’ ‘Good mornin, ma’am,’ said the young man. ‘I am William Franklin, and this is my fiancée, Renee St. Claire.’ ‘She is French, I assume,’ said Heather. The young lady smiled. ‘Oui,’ she said softly. ‘She doesn’t speak much English, milady, but she’s a hard worker. As am I.’ ‘Very well. William, you...
We were having lunch at the Belga Café near eastern market a couple weeks later when the subject of injecting my balls came up again. "Still up for a trade?" Lindz ask, snagging a mussel from the bowl in front of us and noisily slurping the contents. "Maybe." Things had mellowed some since our night with Anna and I could tell that Lindz was itching to try something new. "It sounds relatively safe," she murmured, breaking off some bread and dipping it in the sauce. "How...
My mind is heavy now. Age and wisdom have taken their toll, age more than the other I think sometimes but it is just as effective for stealing my memories. I wanted to tell you about this, before I forget, or even worse, before I believe it never happened. It was February of 2011, almost ten years since 9-11 and I was alone for the first time in thirty years. My marriage had been hard, the divorce harder and one is never quite prepared for that particular type of loss no matter how...
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She had always been different, and for most of her life she had been larger than everyone else. As a result, she had only had sexual relations three times in her long life. The first time was when she was quite young. It was only the second year after her body was able to produce a child. At that point she was not overly large or different enough to be unattractive to her cousins. She accepted the advances of a large suitor, who she knew was wrong for her, but her body had a need that she...
Introduction: Short But to the point! Enjoy, comment, and rate! Thanks! Youre cooking for me? asks Hayley. Shes smiling at me sarcastically, as though a man cant cook. Thats a womans job, she says. I take out the fish and begin to skin it, not noticing her when she comes up behind me. Shes as silent as a hunter. As soon as Im done, I turn and find her taking the skin off one of the potatoes on the sink. Wash your hands first. You clearly know not a thing about hygiene, huh? I elbow her,...
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Hi, guys, it’s Neil again. I posted my last story over two and a half years ago, but I’m back and I might post with more frequency again, talking about my sexcapades. Email me your suggestions/ comments at (realized I hadn’t posted my email in my last story). Anyway, this story is from over a year ago and since it involves three guys I’ll tell it in three parts. So a little bit about myself: I’m a Delhi guy, a little over 6’1″ tall, 7″ dick, and an average-to-semi-muscular body frame. I’m not...
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I woke up to Ally’s lips around my cock. “What a way to wake up,” I thought to myself. Ally’s head was bobbing up and down and her hand followed suit on my morning wood. She was on a mission to make me cum. I was in no position to stop her. Not that I wanted to. I couldn’t wait to fill her mouth with a hot load of my spunk for her morning breakfast protein shake.“Ally, if you don’t stop, I am going to cum” I said. Ally just looked up at me and just went faster. Her hand was stroking my...
Straight SexCindy had been a casual pickup that became a hot one night stand for John, but after she was gone there was a real emptiness in his life. Then he had seen her again in the parade and found out she was the police chief’s 17 year old daughter and the empty feeling had been replaced with fear. Then out of the blue she had shown up at his place and told him she would be back in a couple of months when she turned 18. John could not get her out of his mind and he actually driven past the high...
Now that I had a lot of photographs, I went home and tried to sort out ones that were worth anything. I would have to take more pictures of the patio. That place is unbelievable. I made up a packet and sent it, along with a note, to my folks, my sister, my sister in law, and my brother 'in the sand' as he calls it. I was going to take a shower, but that seemed to be something that was being done with others lately, and there was no one available now. I chuckled about how terrible this...
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Slowly you begin to open your eyes, as the rays of early morning sunshine begin to invade your sleep. A couple of months ago this would have bothered you, but as you feel gentle island breeze move across you and hear the hypnotic sounds of oceans waves outside your room, you smile to yourself. Carefully you roll up on your side to find your latest companion sound asleep on her stomach, naked except for the white sheet pulled up to the middle of her back. As you look at the white-blonde's face,...
I can see it in your eyes. The lust. The want. The need. Confusion. I can sense the rise in your arousal as I walk by you as if you don’t exist. I can hear your heart race, and see you break out in a sweat. I can sense every twitch of your cock, and feel you resist the urge to stroke your cock right there in the cafeteria, surrounded by your classmates. But what I sense the most is your confusion. You don’t understand why you’re attracted to me. I’m not your type. Never have you seen anyone...
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I was thirteen when I lived with my dad in Angola in that Summer. My bedroom was at the back of the large house, and because it was behind the South facing front, it was cooler, and for that I thanked daddy, but the view it afforded, was not all that great, and I had just happened to mention it over dinner.Daddy put his finger to his lips, smiled, then winked, a signal all was not lost, or I had missed something, in my quick assessment of my chosen abode.Mariel my darling daughter, he began,...
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You don't need to read The Reward to understand this chapter, but I would appreciate if you did. Thank you. As my mind wandered to what was going to be next, Alex returned with a glass of ice and a bowl. He set them on the night stand and returned to my side. I watched him wondering what he had in mind with that ice. I sniffed to see if I could detect what was in the bowl, but I could only smell sex and sweat. ‘Oh crap what does he have in mind, I am so screwed,’ went through my mind like...
Straight SexKittens - Theater Kitten Chapter 3 - Setting Up Shop Sarah and Violet spent the next two weeks dressing the store in the lobby, for the expected shoppers. They took their time, making sure the racks were properly organized by sizes, and also separated by colors. Being how Sarah was more traditional, black short and long sleeved leotards dotted the racks, hung up on hangers, and dressing some of the display mannequins. Violet took extra time, helping to setup practice tutus, bags,...
“I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter: So help me, God,” Kelly said. We all clapped as she smiled at us. While there was no photography allowed in the...
The alarm woke me at four-thirty. Instead of hitting the snooze like I normally do, I threw the covers off and sat up. I stumbled to the bathroom and did my morning routine. As I walked back into my bedroom to get dressed, I thought I smelled coffee brewing. Did I set the coffee maker last night? I had my underwear on when I heard a knock at the door. "Yes?" I said. "Would you like some coffee?" I heard Trish say through the door. "Sure. Just a second," I said. I pulled on my pants...
Jane slowly gets up and stretches out and fixes her outfit. Most of the people are already off of the bus. Looking out the window I tell her, "looks like Taco-bell, and burger king are our options for food." Jane says quietly. "I don't have any money" I put my hand on her shoulder. "that's fine, I'll take care of it, I'm sure you can pay me back later." I tell her. Her eyes widen for a moment. Unsure about what to think about that. "Let's go, we're on a tight schedule. we...