First time for Karen
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This is a long story about how we got started with my wife being a slut.If enough people comment about it I will post another about my wife.I never thought about my wife fucking another man until we were married for over a year. But let me tell you about my wife first. She was 24 at the time and she has a nice body on her. She has C cup tits that are large and with nice nipples on them. Her butt is great and round and her measurements are 36-28-36. Karen weighs about 125 and is 5'9'' tall. So...
( A Les Lumens story ) Nebraska – Winter, Late 1800s The wind cut across the prairie, every snowflake like a tiny razor cutting into her skin. She stumbled forward, not knowing what else to do, unable to remember how she had come to be out in this storm. Her mind was nearly as blank and impenetrable as the blinding gales of snow that kept her from seeing more than a few feet in front of her, as she slogged through the calf-deep drifts. Is that a light? Is that a house? She stared with eyes that...
Love StoriesIntroduction: On-line lovers meet As Karen merged into the highway traffic, she put the car on cruise and threw the Unplugged/Clapton Chronicles into the CD player. Traffic on the road was very light, just perfect for getting her head together. Thinking back over the past year, she couldnt believe all that had happened. Karen had married her high school sweetheart thirty-four years ago. Health issues left her husband with erectile dysfunction that medication was not able to help. They had not...
As Karen merged into the highway traffic, she put the car on cruise and threw the Unplugged/Clapton Chronicles into the CD player. Traffic on the road was very light, just perfect for getting her head together. Thinking back over the past year, she couldn’t believe all that had happened. Karen had married her high school sweetheart thirty-four years ago. Health issues left her husband with erectile dysfunction that medication was not able to help. They had not had sex for about...
Wrote this for someone. Might be a small series, i dunno. Late in the Winter evening, Karen sat down at her computer searching through her email with a glass of wine as she did almost every night after a long day of work at the office. Strolling through her emails Karen noticed a peculiar one from a coworker titled "Busted!". Karen was curious and opened the email to find picture after picture of her dressed up in super revealing women's clothes and exposing her ass for the world to see....
As in the pasty, they arrived in the night, without warning. Even before Karen knew they were there, one of the men was pulling the heavy leather bag over her head, plunging her into darkness. She tried to scream out, but something placed over the hood, filled her mouth, and she felt a strap being tightened behind her head.At the same time she felt a needle being thrust into her arm, as she was given an injection.She tried to get up, to fight them off, but they were stronger than she, and held...
When I got home after meeting with "Ken" and "Karen" and was unpacking and storing my stuff I found a piece of paper that I didn't pack. I unfolded it and it was a note from "Karen". Apparently she had written it when I had went to the bathroom to clean up and "Ken" had gone to the kitchen. It said: Hey. Had fun tonight. Would love to meet with you again, just the 2 of us this time. Call or text me. KI put just her name with the cell number in my phone and...
Dateline: September, 1995. When John Adams first got transferred to Washington, DC, he was not happy at all. Until then, he had lived within six miles of his parents in Grand Rapids, Michigan. He loved the fishing and hunting that Michigan offered. As an engineer with Medfix, a software developer specializing in systems for doctors, and hospitals, he was pulling in big bucks. Medfix had started as a little twelve man company. Demand for their product skyrocketed, as did the workforce, forcing...
Kyle rose from the couch, removed his smartphone from his jacket pocket, plugged an auxiliary cable between it and the in-room stereo, and then turned to her. “You mentioned coming to see me in the hospital after I was injured, and had I known you were there, I probably would have given you a copy of this song then. You already know that I had been shot six times, with my body armor stopping all but the one that hit below it. The doctors predicted that the damage to my muscle tissue would...
Nebraska — Winter, Late 1800s The wind cut across the prairie, every snowflake like a tiny razor cutting into her skin. She stumbled forward, not knowing what else to do, unable to remember how she had come to be out in this storm. Her mind was nearly as blank and impenetrable as the blinding gales of snow that kept her from seeing more than a few feet in front of her, as she slogged through the calf-deep drifts. Is that a light? Is that a house? She stared with eyes that refused to focus...
Matt and Karen Karen volunteered herself for the treatment that she saw her friends get several weeks ago. Feel free to read “Beth Pony Girl #1, #2 #3” but this story will stand on its own. This story will tell the tale of a higher level of dominance than in the past stories. Up until a few weeks ago Karen displayed the persona of a quiet and reserved young woman, there never appeared to be any hint of an interest in unusual sex and in fact for the short time I had known her prior to...
My wife and I were babysitting Karen; the daughter of the wife's brother. ***Melissa, my wife and I have been married 15 years and we have an incredible sex life and sex drive. We have tried everything, or so I thought, until my niece came to stay with us for a weekend.Melissa's brother and wife had to go away for some business seminar so asked my wife to baby-sit. Karen is 14 and very cute, but very tomboyish, the type that wears jeans and loose fitting shirts all the time and likes to play...
CHAPTER 1 Slowly growing used to her heavily bandaged face, Faith Nixon lay in her hospital surrounded by flowers. Her still very distressed parents had just left. Faith wept. That was one thing she could do without triggering pain. He phone went. Gingerly she pushed the speaker button. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hi little darling.’ ‘Karen!’ The sound of laughter filled the room. ‘Yes, it is I, alive and well.’ ‘Where are you?’ ‘Pulled back, recovering from a grenade fragment in my back.’ ‘That...
‘You jerk!’ Bridgette shouted at Karen, as Karen remerged from the soapy water in the tub, like a dolphin jetting up out of the ocean, to splash resoundingly in the water below. ‘You got me all wet!’ Bridgette’s grin belied her mock anger. ‘Well, duh, you ARE in the bathtub, Bridge. You already ARE wet!’ Karen replied. ‘Not my hair, dummy,’ replied Bridgette sulkily, though she wasn’t really mad at Karen. After all, she knew what would inevitably result from two highly sexed, beautiful 18...
I first met Karen during my second year of college, but we didn't really know each other that well...she was just a friend of a friend at the time. We didn't really start hanging out together until we moved into the same apartment building in our third year of college...her apartment was just four doors down from mine. We had a class together one semester and sometimes we would walk to and from school together. She was the type of person you couldn't help liking...an exciting and...
"You jerk!" Bridgette shouted at Karen, as Karen remerged from the soapywater in the tub, like a dolphin jetting up out of the ocean, to splashresoundingly in the water below. "You got me all wet!" Bridgette's grinbelied her mock anger."Well, duh, you ARE in the bathtub, Bridge. You already ARE wet!" Karenreplied."Not my hair, dummy," replied Bridgette sulkily, though she wasn't reallymad at Karen. After all, she knew what would inevitably result from twohighly sexed, beautiful 18 year old...
A Date With KarenSo after sneaking out of the back door and stealthily exacting myself from the estate I made it home while the buses were still running, the nearest shop had shut but the cash machine was working, the bus driver was unimpressed that I only had a £10 note but there wasn't much option. When I got back home I had a friend request waiting on Facebook from Karen. Over the next few weeks we exchanged messages and I noticed her liking some seriously old posts and I did have a dig on...
Karen had turned 18 in May. Her parents had never let her date until her junior year of high school. She played on the girl’s softball team, and on a team my wife played on. They became fast friends as young girls frequently do with older women and a regular feature at our house frequently baby sitting our young boys. I liked to joke and tease with her. And she would frequently ask questions of my wife and I that she would never consider asking her parents. Her parents had been very protective...
EroticMy Sister KarenMy Twenty Three year old Sister eight years my senior had been involved in a road accident suffering a broken leg four weeks before and was struggling to cope.Karen phoned and asked Mom if she could help out for a few weeks I was duly volunteered and despatched to administer my nursing skills to my Sister Karen.At this point I wish to point out Karen and I were never very friendly we were never close and I admit the thought of spending time with Karen didn’t bear thinking about I...
“May I help you,” the woman in her mid-thirties asked the teenager. She knew how to handle trouble. Quickly looking around the teen said in a very quiet voice, “I'm here to get my annual checkup,” she told the woman in a very soft voice. Over the years the receptionist had hardened herself to her job. She'd seen all types of women come through the doors. She'd seen women of all ages with the same look that this one had on her face. She had very little sympathy for a young girl’s...
Karen. I had recently started a new job, you all know how that can be, getting to know the way the company works and also getting to know your new colleagues. The blokes were all okay, but, the office staff would take longer to get to know. I mentioned to one of my workmates that I had my eye on one of the girls in particular. "What's the small blond like?" I asked during our break one day. The girl in question was quite petite, about 5 feet 2 inches tall, perfectly shaped legs, deep hazel...
Anal"She is a beautiful and sexy woman. She must get hit on a lot, don't you think?" I hadn't really thought about it much, but I expected that he was probably right. My wife was beautiful and sexy, but the question on my mind just then was why had my boss made that statement to me? I wasn't going to ask though, you don't do anything to rile upper management, at least not while "downsizing" was in the air. The statement did, however, make me a little more aware of the things that were...
The Adventures of Karen - Part 57 – Education - 2 'Stop!' Greta made a decision. 'Stay there and wait while I make a few adjustmentsfor our victim, she looks a little uncomfortable, don't you think?' Greta turnedand looked at Karen. Karen was wary, wondering if this was a trick question, intended to provokean excuse for more torments at some stage. 'Well, yes, I suppose it could bea little uncomfortable, but, I do believe she could get used to it after atime.' Karen congratulated herself on her...
It was a day home early from my trouble-shooting job. I hope Karen was ready for me. Two weeks on the road wasn’t fun, but maybe tonight would be. Oh damn, David, Karen’s brother is visiting. He’ll probably be around for a few days. Damn and double damn! These thoughts traveled through my mind when I had to park in the street because David had parked in my spot next to the side door. I opened the trunk of the car and pulled my suitcase from the back. As I opened the door into the kitchen, I...
I met my wife Karen at the bakery we both worked at in the early 70s.We both worked for the late shift for school reasons.The bakery was located in an area called Los Feliz north of Hollywood.Karen is about 5 feet tall,and 110lbs,dark blonde,blue/green.Karen is an exhibitioist and rather show off her beaver first boobs second and third.I like to see her show off her goods to other men,but she does it when she can show and get away quickly,she doesnt want to have men see her pussy and deal...
While managing a small discount store I had ample opportunity to score with some of the staff but had always resisted. The policy was to use high school students as much as possible to keep labor costs down. My ability to stay away from encounters with staff changed one day.It was a Friday afternoon and Karen was not scheduled to work. I was in my office (located high against the ceiling with a one way mirror) when Karen entered the store. She stopped to talk with a girl running one of the cash...
The lamp post stood resolute in the torrential downpour, casting its yellow light in a small circle on the sidewalk. I stood in a storefront just out of reach of the lamp’s light and the rain. Water dripped from the brim of my hat that was pulled low and from the hem of my long overcoat. There I stood, alternating between watching the river of water race down the gutter and keeping an eye on the front of the building across the street.The building, like every other building on this street, was...
BDSMI had dinner with the two women students in their 50s, one of whom had already graduated.. Advanced degrees in the humanities. Both were blondes and one as pretty as the next. Slim, nice faces, smallish tits, but good figures. (I’m 63, attractively bald, grey eyes, good features.) The first left, and in the thrall of strong drink, the second, Karen, with whom I’d never had a private moment before this, began to open up to me. In the most amazing way. Of course, she had the student’s...
by Darklord© I've always known that my girlfriend and her brother were close. However, I was just about to discover how close they were, and this information opened up a whole new door in our sex life. Interested? Just read the following transcript of what happened. A couple of months ago, my girlfriend Karen and I were lying naked on my bed. We just fucked each other's brains out, and I was just recovering from one of the greatest orgasms I've ever had. Karen lay with her head on...
As part of the function of the foundation that I set up in memory of my deceased wife and daughter to support the local performing arts community, I often had to meet with the directors and other supporters of programs seeking monetary assistance. At first I took these meetings at home, but soon realized that I would need a formal office/meeting space; especially since one time a group showed up at my home with about forty people who were under the impression that head-count was an important...
AnalFollowing the last session when Karen was at my mercy, she vowed to make me pay for it, but weeks had gone by with nothing happening, so I figured she had given up. We spent the weekend together doing the usual things, shopping and pictures, and spent Sunday just relaxing. We were laying on the sofa, when Karen got up and left the room. I took no notice and carried on watching T.V. About ten minutes later she came back into the room. She was wearing a full leather harness that exposed her tits...
BDSMHave you ever met a man you instantly feared? Who made you quake deep down inside? I don't mean a physical fear. I mean a sexual fear. A fear he would possess you as his own. A fear he would reach deep into your woman's heart to seize your innermost feelings, making you eager to do what he wished of you. And a fear he might do nothing. A fear the deep gut longing for him would be unfulfilled, leaving you aching and wanting. I'd heard other women speak of such fears. They're referring to...
The two special poker parties I had attended had been sizzling hot. There was only one more to go. Oh, GOD, was I ever fired up for the last one. I already had a hard-on when I got to Tom's house, but he was too weirded out to even notice it when he opened the door. I poked his arm with my fist and said, "Hang in there. The rest of us did it, you can too." "You don't know Karen," he whispered. "She would never dream of doing anything like this. Please go easy on her." I put my arm on...
I went out the other night with some of my fireman mates and met a bunch of wild and crazy girls. One in particular caught my eye: a sexy redhead named Karen. Damn, she was hot! I really hadn't planned on hooking up with anyone, even though my girlfriend Missy was out of town. Something about a girls weekend. She said, “What happens in Toronto stays in Toronto! Don’t ask! Don’t tell.” So I figured, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander! Karen and I had such a good time last night....
Quickie SexChapter 1 - A Bird in the Hand I was always fond of my Aunt Karen; she was a grown-up for sure, but really not that much older than my sister and I. She occasionally baby sat us and we always had a fun time with her. As I got older and started to have "manly urges," I also noticed that she was a very attractive woman. I thought the world of her. That is, until that summer she spent at my house when she brought that world crashing down around me. I was twelve, and my sister, Carol, was eight...
A few days later I was sitting in the lunchroom at school when Karen set her tray across from mine and sat down. I looked up at her and she asked, "Are you fucking my mother?" I glanced around, because she had not been exactly quiet, but nobody seemed to have overheard her. "Why do you ask?" "I'm not trying to be judgmental, and I really don't care if you are, but I'm curious. Mom has been acting very different lately, and I think that you are responsible." "What do you mean,...
This night changed my life for ever.. It all started when my wife had a few friends around for a get together. We lived back then in a nice part of Hartfordshire in England. My wife Karen had a few of her mates come over for a drink a DVD and some drinking games. Great I thought, a house full of people I didn't know, good? No, see I have been with a few of girls around here and anyone of them might know me and grass me in to my wife. Well as luck would have it I didn't know any of them this...
Group SexI'm Kyle 19 m Uk This is how a weekend visit to my aunties Caravan in Wales ended up a being the best sexual experience of my life .........Not too long ago I split up with my girlfriend and my head was all over the place .My mum told me I should go down to Wales with her for the weekend down to My aunties caravan just to take my mind of things and see my Auntie Karen and the k**s who I've not saw for near enough a year .That Friday we drove down and met up with them , the weather was roasting...
… (continua) So I rushed to my house with her matching thong and bra in my head, [I have the same one] kept telling myself, what are the odds, my neighbor next door has a set like mine. I decided to change accordingly, I went to my closet, check my panty’s drawer and looked for the same set. What a great rush, I found a pair of khaky pants, a guayavera, some nice dancing a shoes and a light jacket. By the time I got back to Karen’s house, she was already ‘ready,’ very rare in latin women,...
... (continua)So I rushed to my house with her matching thong and bra in my head, [I have the same one] kept telling myself, what are the odds, my neighbor next door has a set like mine. I decided to change accordingly, I went to my closet, check my panty's drawer and looked for the same set. What a great rush, I found a pair of khaky pants, a guayavera, some nice dancing a shoes and a light jacket. By the time I got back to Karen's house, she was already "ready," very rare in latin women,...
Martha could not believe how lucky she was. It was now three months since she had attended the discipline centre and been punished for being caught smoking twice in public. She remembered so vividly how painful the punishment was, but also how much respect she suddenly had for the teenage policewomen who worked at the centre and disciplined the offenders.It was when she attended one week later to give her feedback, and to agree her behaviour going forward, that she was dealt with by Officer...
Spanking‘You have a really beautiful cock,’ she said. I looked up at her and felt myself start to swell again. She was so beautiful. Her name was Karen. We’d been seeing each other for just two months, although I had been quietly lusting after her for almost a year. ‘I love the way it looks after you’ve cum, when it starts to go soft but it’s still so thick and long. The little veins make it look so muscular.’ I smiled at her in the dim light. ‘Thanks,’ I replied. ‘But it would be nothing without...
"It's Karen Parker, remember me?" asked the voice on the other end of the line. We had never spoken on the phone before, but I recognized her voice even though it was reserved, not barking orders like I remembered from the day we played in the mixed doubles tournament. "Oh, sure, how are you?" I responded quickly, thinking of the nickname, 'Miss Legs' Marcie had given Karen. "I still have your racket," she mused, letting her voice fall like she was just waking up from a blissful...
Martha winced as she looked across the road and saw the sign above the front door, “Discipline Centre,” and looked down at the letter in her hand which ordered her to attend the Discipline Centre. Martha was sixty-six-years-old and should’ve known better, but had been caught not just once, but twice, smoking in a public area where there was a large sign that said clearly said, ‘No Smoking.’ Today was ladies correction day, and all the police officers were women. However, much to Martha’s...
SpankingMy sister's boyfriend Jeff and I have become very good friends. He's been dating my sister Karen for over two years who by the way is very good looking. Any guy, included me would love to fuck her and that smoking hot twenty year old body of hers. From the first day Jeff started fucking my sister, he would give me all of the details of his conquest. As time went on Jeff tried to make it more pleasurable for me by leaving my sister’s bedroom door open, just so I could watch them from the...
Karen was a spicy 23 year-old Latina princess from Guatemala. I met her while travelling on business in Ohio at a local bar in town, where she and her fiancee were frequent patrons. Frequently traveling to do business within the town (I live with my wife in PA), I went to the bar a lot, which was closest to my hotel. My wife would occasionally accompany me and we got to know Karen and her fiancee, Todd. Over the course of a year, I saw them maybe 8 or 9 times, but sometimes she would be alone...
This a story, fictional, nothing more! I have lived in the the out skirts of this big city for quite some time now. I do have a great relationship with most of my neighbors and the community in general. Across the street is the old grumpy George, he sits in his porch and drinks his coffee every morning looking at people gone by, always complaining about something. Next to him are the Rogers, nice f****y, and on the other side are the Smiths, and on my right side are the Ortegas, nice Mexican...
I went to see my friend Nick on the way home from work, but it was his wife Susan that opened the door telling me Nick was away for a couple of days but still invited me in. I hesitated but have always fancied her and thought I might be in with a chance if Nick was away. I followed her in and was a bit disappointed when I saw her grand daughter Karen on the sofa watching TV. Nevertheless, I accepted the offer of a coffee and sat down. I soon realised that Karen was in her nightie ready for bed...
This a story, fictional, nothing more!I have lived in the the out skirts of this big city for quite some time now. I do have a great relationship with most of my neighbors and the community in general.Across the street is the old grumpy George, he sits in his porch and drinks his coffee every morning looking at people gone by, always complaining about something. Next to him are the Rogers, nice family, and on the other side are the Smiths, and on my right side are the Ortegas, nice Mexican...
"Not guilty," the foreman of the jury said. The judge thanked the jury and dismissed them. Bob Lacy record was now five wins and zero losses on jury trials. He walked over and thanked each juror for their service. Three of the younger female jurors gave Bob a look that let him know they would be interested in getting to know this handsome six foot four inch litigator better. A couple of the men jurors shook his hand and told him he did a good job in presenting his case. For the past 17...
"How do you want me?" Karen asked. We were both naked, and the summer breeze was caressing my balls. We first tried placing her left foot on one of the benches, and I scrunched down to line us up. I had one hand on her back and the other one on her ass, as I eased in. "What's wrong?" she asked, when I stopped. "It's not working," I said, pulling out. My need was great, but paled compared to the possibility of hurting her. Karen demonstrated that her need was just as great as mine....
My Wife Karen by Tiffany Scott 96' My wife of five years moved her lips close to one of my ears. "You know!" She said, breaking the silence that had been enveloping us for the last couple of minutes. "I guess I have to agree with you. Satin and lace do make a person feel sexy and feminine!" She teased. She was throwing my own words back into my face. Words that I had said to her just a month earlier when I...
Rory and Jessica were a typical couple just starting out in life. They’d been high school sweethearts, both active in sports. Rory was into baseball and Jessica was on the volleyball team. They married right out of high school and rented an apartment.A few years later, Jessica became pregnant and they decided it was time to get a place of their own. They searched the area but Rory was in the military and they didn’t have much money. Also, they didn’t want anything too big. If Rory was deployed,...
SpankingAn interesting thing happened to me last month. A girl (now woman), who I knew in High School moved in around the corner from me. Karen and I were friendly in High School, we knew each other, but we weren't close friends. Karen was a cheerleader in High School and I played football. We did not travel in the same circles, but I had friends who had dated her.While I was out on my afternoon walk, I hear a voice “Hey there!” I turned around and it was Karen. I was surprised she recognized me, as we...
by brainbox1Here is a story I found that I think is great. I do not know who wrote it, but it deserves a wider reading audience. Enjoy and all kudos to the author:My wife Karen is a 30 year old and quite literally a trophy wife and 20 years my junior. She had competed in an won many beauty contests since she was 4 years old (think Jon Benet Ramsey) up until just before we got married when she was 25. Although she does not really work in the regular sense of things she does have a small business...
Erica, something incredible happened to me and I can't tell anyone. I can't keep it inside me though so I'll write you this letter, though I'll never mail it... Jeff read the first two lines of the letter and they sent chills through him. What could it be that his wife Karen could not tell him about? He had found the letter inadvertantly while searching for some tax receipts. Karen was a 5th grade teacher, 29 years old, a sweet, slightly shy, but beautiful woman. Jeff couldn't imagine...
Why, I wondered, would any man in his right mind want to watch his wife with another man? I haven't a clue. I only know that for the last three years every time my wife and I have had sex I have wished that I could be standing off to the side of the bed watching her. Three weeks ago there was a scandal involving several people that we know. They had formed a wife-swapping group and several of the members were using drugs. A new couple in the group turned out to be undercover cops and the...
I was in the club when I saw you for the Karen. I will never forget. I looked around the room at to see who was there; those parked along the bar, at the tables in the dark corners, then to the dance floor. There you were, an exotic blonde beauty, dancing and moving erotically to the beat. Erotically? No, more sensual. No, it was primal, the way you moved, like you had a need that had to be filled, but it was obvious the man you danced with was not up to the task. Just watching you dance...
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