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The scene is a beautiful hotel in the wilds of the Somerset Levels. It is a warm, late summer evening and the sun is setting over the hazy landscape. It is the occasion of my friend, Jess’s hen night and it is a quiet and small affair of perhaps nine of her closest friends. Relaxed and informal we have been sitting, talking and drinking in the lounge overlooking the hotel’s garden and across the fields beyond. I found myself alone with Jess. She thanked me for organising the party and I told...
The scene is a beautiful hotel in the wilds of the Somerset Levels. It is a warm, late summer evening and the sun is setting over the hazy landscape. It is the occasion of my friend, Jess’s hen night and it is a quiet and small affair of perhaps nine of her closest friends. Relaxed and informal we have been sitting, talking and drinking in the lounge overlooking the hotel’s garden and across the fields beyond. I found myself alone with Jess. She thanked me for organising the party and I told...
LesbianThe scene is a beautiful hotel in the wilds of the Somerset Levels. It is a warm, late summer evening and the sun is setting over the hazy landscape. It is the occasion of my friend, Jess’s hen night and it is a quiet and small affair of perhaps nine of her closest friends. Relaxed and informal we have been sitting, talking and drinking in the lounge overlooking the hotel’s garden and across the fields beyond. I found myself alone with Jess. She thanked me for organising the party and I told...
LesbianJess Moore lay on his back atop the silk sheets of his hotel room bed and stared at the ceiling. He was naked and covered in sweat, which caused his athletic body to glow in the flickering light from the television. The room smelled of sex. He heard the toilet flush and breathed a heavy sigh as he waited for his partner to return. Ricki Strickland stepped out into the bedroom and smiled at him. The blonde bombshell's dark blonde hair was sweaty and matted against her shoulders. She was...
GayDuring her senior year, Jesse signed up for a month long course I was teaching in China with a colleague. We moved around a lot exploring China, and the students and I spent 18 hour days together exploring or traveling by bus. We all got to know each other well, and Jesse and I often spent long bus rides talking and laughing and enjoying each other’s company. I thought maybe it was wishful thinking on my part, as well as years of inexperience, but Jesse seemed to be flirting with me. She...
The scene is a beautiful hotel in the wilds of the Somerset Levels. It is a warm, late summer evening and the sun is setting over the hazy landscape. It is the occasion of my friend, Jess’s hen night and it is a quiet and small affair of perhaps nine of her closest friends. Relaxed and informal we have been sitting, talking and drinking in the lounge overlooking the hotel’s garden and across the fields beyond. I found myself alone with Jess. She thanked me for organising the party and I told...
"I warned you, Jessa! You were over an hour past your curfew last night. You aren't going out tonight; do you understand!?" he yelled from the living room. "Dad, I have a birthday party to go to tonight, I've been looking forward to it for weeks now," she whined. "Well, guess what, too damn bad!!" "And she has done it again, just when will my cute step sister learn?" I wondered, covering my face with both hands. Suddenly the door opened up. "Were you fucking listening to that, Claude?" My hands...
TabooJessyJessy ran off the school bus and headed home faster than usual. Her freckled cheeks wet with tears, blurring her vision. Upon entering the house she dropped her backpack by the door and ran upstairs. She almost slammed her bedroom door but a second thought prevented it. She threw herself on the bed. Her long red hair fell in disarray around her. Feeling around she found one of her stuffed a****ls, Pooh’s friend Eeyore. She raised her head long enough to pull him to her face. “I cannot...
Whisper to me. Tell me softly. Are your lips like roses…Do they have the scent of who you are on them and can they bite at my flesh. Causing pain Oh my God She’s scrubbing my floor, and for god’s sake she’s in the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen, I thought. I looked at the sheerest pr of panties, I knew I’d ever seen. ‘What are you doing?’ In know my voice was almost a whisper but I was in shock. She simply turned, looked at me, grinned at me and threw the rag she was using into a bucket....
I used my camera and snapped a few pics, I zoomed in and was able to get some pretty good ones. She raised up on her arms and rolled over.,,,WOW...it wasn't a girl, it was Jessy and the thong just barley covered him. I took a few more pics and decided to go back to my search. After cleaning up and finally getting to sit down with my lap top I downloaded the pics to get a better look. Jessy was slim, shoulder length light blond hair and only 5ft 7 or so. The pink thong splitting...
Jessie's story Jessie Es war wieder ein langer Tag geworden. Jessie schloss ihre m?den Augen, ihre Finger lagen noch auf der Tastatur. Sie hatte eine Idee f?r eine neue Story gehabt, aber irgendwie war sie zu besch?ftigt gewesen, um auch nur ein Wort zu schreiben. Es war bereits ?ber die Zeit, zu der sie normalerweise Schluss machte, und das meiste ihrer Arbeit war getan. Es war niemand mehr im B?ro, die Luft war rein. Sie ?ffnete ihren geheimen Ordner und begann zu tippen. Die t?glichen P...
Jessie gasped seeing that Ravi's manhood was over 6 inches. “Wow Ravi how long is it now?” Jessie asked walked forward and dropping to her knees. “7 inches,” Ravi moaned as he felt Jessie’s young mouth engulf his meat. Luke walked over to Jessie and started to suck on her left breast as he inched and played with her right one. Jessie moaned out load as she started to deep throat Ravi's cock. “My gosh Luke" Our nanny is giving me such a good blow! Jessie pulled...
Jessie Gets The Big One Opening her mail one evening Jessie saw that she had an invitation to visit Mimi Echols a friend she had met at Ft. Belvoir. One night Jessie and Marshal had engaged in group sex with Mimi and her husband another Colonel who was since gone missing in Viet Nam. Mimi was at her home in Vermont and wanted Jessie to come up for some fun, and she hinted at a big surprise. Driving up on Saturday she was impressed by the beauty of the fields and farms. Finding her turn off...
I have had some kind words about my story a christian wife from a man who lost his fiancé not to an Arab Muslim but to a black Muslim. He is still both sexually excited by what happened but also suffers the loss of her. He wanks himself to defeat still. He has asked me to tell the story of a white man who lost his fiancé to another man. We will name the white man in our story Don and we will name his fiancé, Jessie. Don and Jessie became engaged on Jessie's 21st birthday and he worshipped his...
InterracialJessy war ein Mädchen aus recht gutem Hause und trug gerne Ohrringe. Das war schon das auffälligste an ihr. Sie war angenehm, bescheiden und unauffällig. Sie war quasi "das Mädchen von nebenan" als ich sie kennen lernte. Dabei war sie gut gebaut, sportlich und recht hübsch. Andere beschreiben sie als sehr attraktiv. Jedenfalls hatte sie gerade ihre Verwaltungsausbildung abgeschlossen und war mit Freunden von mir mit zum Inselurlaub gekommen. Wir waren eine ganze Gruppe von Leuten. Und erst ist...
“I’ve got something I could show you,” he says smiling at me slyly making sure I know exactly what he’s referring to. “Jessie!” I reply chuckling to let him know that I am not in the least offended in the way I should be. I quietly reply “If I wouldn’t feel perverted and was 10 years younger sweetheart, you’d be mine.” His voice replies huskily “I would love to see those huge babies!” he smirked. “Shhh, Jessie! Jeez is that all you guys think about?” He grins widely and says “With you darlin,...
This is a true story that happened a while back to me. I really felt like getting it out and hopefully you guys like it. Everything is true, except the names are changed as I do not want the real identities to be revealed. The story of course isn’t word for word true, I couldn’t remember all of it. There was more time in between the events that I wrote about, but I didn't include that time because there wasn't a lot of sex in those times and you guys would get bored. It's a pretty short...
Note : This story is complete fictional! Never try to do it in real live! Kristen, half awake rolled to one side and fell off her bed. She yawned and looked up at her clock, 7:00 AM. "Crap...I missed my damn bus." Kristen murmured and crawled to her closet, she held on to her desk and pulled herself up. She yanked a top and jeans randomly in the dark, and put them on, just hoping they matched. She didn't want to turn on the lights and wake her sister up, since they shared a room. Kristen...
IncestChapter 1 From the moment I first met Jessica, I knew she was one of the most interesting, sensual, and exciting women I'd ever met. The occasion of our meeting wasn't anything you'd normally associate with sex or striking up an intimate relationship -- but in our case, it worked. I was working in a public institution and Jessica met me one day in search of the materials we had available for research and historical study. Nothing like working in a historical society to meet sexy young...
"Hi, I am new to the neighborhood and thought I would come and introduce myself," the pretty girl announced as soon as I had opened the door. "My name is Jessica and I live just next door there with my father." At the time I did not have a screen door so could clearly see this young girl as she could see me, a man in my mid-forties. "Well, hello, very nice to meet you. My name is Steve and I live here with my son. I'd call him to meet you, but he's in the shower." "That's okay,...
It all began several years ago. Now, before I get into my story, I’ll tell you a little about me – not the why, just the who – why may explain itself. I’m just a man. Nothing special about me, just in my middle sixties with a graying head and beard, glasses, and a bit of a pot belly. I retired before I hit sixty just because my body was tired of the physical demands of the job, and I had more than enough to be comfortable until Social Security kicked in. I’ve been married – once, and that...
My wife walked out on me a year ago; not so much walked out, as drifted out; out of both mine, and my daughter Jessica's lives. She had slowly but steadily devoted more and more time to pursue her career and had made a rapid rise to higher and higher posts within the government and now she was stationed in Brussels at the EU-office. We hadn't divorced or anything and I think we still were in love, but the love had been put to a simmer while she worked. Her paycheck still found its way to our...
What an amazing night!I was still new to my job as Senior Artworker, and I was told that I had to attend a series of meetings with one of our clients - down south - somewhere in Northamptonshire. I was going to be there for a few days. That was going to be a gruelling five-hour drive. As I ran this through my mind, I realised that there was one bright spark on this trip and her name was..... (let's call her Jessica.)"Jessica" and I had met online about a year ago and hit it off almost...
What an amazing night!I was still new to my job as Senior Artworker, and I was told that I had to attend a series of meetings with one of our clients - down south - somewhere in Northamptonshire. I was going to be there for a few days. That was going to be a gruelling five-hour drive. As I ran this through my mind, I realised that there was one bright spark on this trip and her name was..... (let's call her Jessica.)"Jessica" and I had met online about a year ago and hit it off almost...
I came bouncing into the living room and sank down onto the sofa. "What you up to daddy?" I was bored and my favourite pastime over the past few weeks had been to tease my dad; by wearing the shortest little skirts and the thinnest blouses, and letting my nipples push against the translucent material - and loving his reaction even more each time. My mum had left us over a year ago now; silly woman didn't know what she was missing. My daddy was, well a typical daddy really, but to me he...
Jessica picked up her drink as the bartender moved toward her. He was busily wiping the bar down with a damp towel. He smiled his thanks at her courtesy and continued on past her, cleaning as he went. While taking a sip of her brandy she curled a tress of her long blonde hair around her finger as she surveyed the room. She noted there were not many people here, just a few couples in booths and a couple of businessmen at a table. Perhaps the place would get busier later. She sighed and beckoned...
I saw her coming out of the shower naked one day. I had just woken up and my bedroom door was open. I know I had closed it when i went to sleep in the early hours that morning as I always did as I preferred to sleep naked..I was staying at a friend’s house whilst working on a contract in Richmond. Due to the nature of my job, I got in at about 5am, and went straight to bed. John would be away by 8am and I normally got up around lunchtime. Jessica and I would normally have lunch together and...
I never expected my life to turn out like it has. How could I? When I was growing up sex was everywhere. Ads on TV, ads in the newspapers and magazines, on billboards and on the sides of buses. Scantily clad ladies and buff guys all over the place. Raunchy television shows and movies, magazines dedicated to the beautiful, sexy and famous people. Sex education in the classrooms and guys trying to get in your pants as soon as puberty hit. In my case it was even worse - my parents were swingers...
"Don't move." She heard the low, husky sound behind her, and recognized the voice of the bartender she had been so rude to just moments ago. She could feel his body move close behind her, and she started to turn her head toward him. Suddenly, the sharp point of a knife was pressed to her neck, just under her right ear. "Keep looking straight forward, and not a word. Understand?" She nodded slightly. She had just returned from the restroom to the banquet hall to find the newest CEO...
NatalieOur little village pool was manned by one full time Life Guard and volunteers throughout the week. As a former British Swimming competitor and now 36 and out of competitive sport, I was tasked with coaching swimming at various levels, this I did in my spare time, ages between 6 and 60.Everything was pretty much run of the mill until a young woman arrived for swimming lessons, Natalie a slim petite 16 year old joined the beginner’s class and at first lacked any confidence but as the weeks...
I punched in for my shift feeling a little seedy and worse for wear. For one thing, I could have used a shower. I washed up a bit in Eleanor Kaminski’s bathroom, but it wasn’t enough to completely purge the funk of our exertions on her floor. I kept catching stray whiffs of Mrs. Kaminski’s talcum-powder-suntan-lotion-herbal-shampoo-spray-deodorant-cigarette-smoke bouquet—a strange, cloying, chemical mix—with undertones of my own stale sweat. I imagined everyone else catching it, too, if I let...
Oral SexJuly 23, 1997, London, England “I’m still married,” I replied. “But I won’t say ‘no’.” “If there were anything more obvious in the universe than that, I’m not sure what it might be!” “I’m not quite sure how to take that,” I replied. “How I meant it!” I chuckled, “Sadly, I’m not a mind reader. That said, I do recall that three years ago when I said ‘I hate fucking lawyers’ you corrected me by saying I would like it a lot, AND you said you would like it, too. You also said married guys...
Round, firm breasts. Thick, hard nipples. A distended stomach and soft, smooth pussy mound. That's what awaited him at home every night for the past six months. It was easy to understand how a girl like me could get pregnant by a guy like him. Especially when I saw him everyday, and he refused to let me wear clothes while in the house with him. Oh but I love him so. It all started a few years ago. We were both sixteen at the time and curious about our bodies and each others. It had started off...
It was in my twenty fifth year that I left my home town. While I'd always planned to spread my wings, it was an ugly break up with a long time boyfriend that was the catalyst. I moved from being a nurse in a small town hospital to being a nurse in a big city hospital. Apart from the pain of leaving family and friends, the move was the most exciting time of my life. I first resided in the nurse's accommodation adjacent to the main hospital. While my small room was clean and comfortable, it came...
I don't know how often it happens with other couples, but fantasizing about wife sharing had become part of our pillow talk. Maybe it was because I answered my husband's questions about long-ago boyfriends and long-ago sex. There was nothing wrong with, or boring, about our life -- not the sex part, not the loving part, and not the day to day living part, but my reward for telling stories, maybe from time to time a little embellished, was a super turned-on husband.It wasn't easy at first to...
Wife LoversThis story is inspired by a female colleague I fantasized about at work, and a situation where I fixed her computer. For a moment, she seemed to be showing me slightly more appreciation than is normal. There was an unspoken mutual attraction, and a hint she wanted to go further, but a working office doesn’t make these things possible. Maybe something like this story might have happened… I sat at Susanne’s desk and quickly got her laptop problem fixed as she stood leaning over me watching...
Straight SexCopyright© 1992-2003 "A woman who lived in St. Paul Had breasts undeniably small Her husband growled, 'Dear, Why not burn your brassiere? It's fulfilling no function at all.'" -author unknown My childhood friend Nancy called after trying me at my office. Since I had won the lottery, I had wrote or spoken to her three times, and things were not going well for her. I promised to come to her house tomorrow instead of heading back home. I rented a car and drove to the small...
As I drove to pick Sharon up from hers, my heart was racing and ideas spun around my head. We had arranged a walk in the woods followed by lunch. I ran through last minute checks in my head to make sure I had everything. Money, Stanley Knife, camera, handcuffs and 1 ½” diameter butt plug. I pull up at Sharon’s and she was already waiting at the door. She got in and gave me a long kiss before giving me directions as where to go. About twenty minutes later we pulled into a pub car park. Sharon...
Hello Friends, I am a regular visitor and a great fan of ISS. I had read almost all the stories posted in this site. Today is a Big day I decided to post one of my real encounter with my friend jasmine(name changed) with you all.Any Delhi Aunty or Gal like to share any feelings please tell me on Firstly I would like to tell you about myself. I am Alok, 26 yrs of age and currently working with a reputed company and currently in delhi . I am atheletic build and my height is 5,7.Not taking your...
Chapter One: A Meeting with a Dominatrix My name is Joyce-Lynne I am a 26 year old Criminal Defence Lawyer working for what I consider a good firm in Sydney Australia. I have had quite a few successes in my short career and have just been given a weird case. My senior partner wants me to defend a woman accused of the murder of a politician in bizarre circumstances. My client is known as Madam Sin, she runs a brothel, not an ordinary brothel, one where bondage and S&M is performed by, or on...
Terry had endured a thoroughly miserable holiday, possibly the worst yet. The hotel they had booked had seen better days, the family had squabbled incessantly, and the all-inclusive meals had left an awful lot to be desired. The final straw was the tedious long drive home due to the Bank Holiday traffic jams. Excusing himself from the supper table, Terry headed for bed.His bedtime reading matter included the first edition of The Herald, a new community newspaper. After reading all the news...
MasturbationThere had been a thunderstorm at Camp Lake Blue Water last night. The students and teachers were all fine, as were the camp buildings. Some of the trees however, had not fared quite so well. A few trees were strewn about the grounds. It was nothing major, nothing a few hours of cleaning up by the camp owners would not fix. Mr. John Michaels and Mrs. Sandra Michaels, the camp owners and supervisors surveyed the main camp area. Mr Michaels started to clean up the broken trees, while Mrs....
It all started when My aunt and uncle the twins Dee, Dorlene and Jolene come with them to visit. The eldest 2 Connie and Ricky stayed home. The twins are 19 a year older than Jolene. Jolene and I are the same age. Jolene (I always called her Jo) was coming to stay the summer. Ricky was just three years older then me and was a half brother as was Connie. She was four years older. Connie had a boy friend to go out with and never around. They never seem to want to be around me...
Hi, Pramod from Bangalore again. Well for those who are reading my story for the first time a small introduction. I am Pramod, a freelance oil massager for females. As well as oil massager in a spa for gents. My number will be shared through email . I was working in a company while I had an awesome time with Bindu. She never took my dick in her mouth, but always wanted me to lick her clit. She would have 5-6 orgasms while I licked her clitoris. She wanted to get licked more than getting...
Women: I would love to hear your input on my stories, get your perspective and see if you would do things Sheryl and I did. Cheers. ****** Sheryl and I had been going out for about 6 months at this point, we had had quite a share of experiences but this one has always stood out. I had stayed at her place overnite and nothing really had happened, which was rare as we had sex as much as we could, and if it wasn’t sex it was making out our masturbating each other. The alarm went off at...
Hi Friends I thank you for the overwhelming response to my previous stories, my mailbox is flooded with your love and that motivates me so please keep them coming here Is one more story from delhi boy I hope you will love it too, mail me your comments and requests on this is part 2 and if your mails n “other tings” kept flooding in I will post more He kept looking at her in the rear view mirror, all the way home. Speeding way more than usual. He held my hand most of the way, stroking my thigh...
Hi guys Natasha back with part 2 of my story. Please, please read part 1 or you will not understand anything since this is a direct continuation. Read this ONLY after reading that! As we broke the kiss, the thief grabbed my shoulders, and pushed me down really hard. He then grabbed my hair and pushed me towards his cock. I knew what was coming, and I was ready for it. As my face came closer to his dick, the smell of his dick once again hit my nose, and I immediately came to my senses. I’ve been...
I HAD THE PLEASURE TO EXPERIENCE THE FREAK THAT I NEVER KNEW THAT I HAD IN ME.....I DECIDED TO SEE IF I COULD FREAK MYSELF ON THE CAM...SO I GOT MY CAM OUT AND PLUGGED IT UP....I DIDNT HAVE MUCH ON BUT MY ROBE...SO I TOOK IT OFF AND STARTED THE CAM...I WAS SO SHOCKED TO SEE MYSELF ON IT....I GOT KIND OF EXCITED...SO I BEGIN TO FREAK MYSELF..I HAD ICE ON ONE SIDE OF THE TABLE AND MY FRIEND(DILDO) ON THE OTHER SIDE...I STARTED RUBBING ON MY NECK WITH THE ICE...STICKING IT IN AND OUT OF MY...
I also knew all the students and middle-aged men that worked there. Or I thought I did. One day, on a random weekday evening, there was a new face. A face that one would expect in an urban clothes store or a Starbucks in an artsy city, not here. It was a girl, which was somewhat of a surprise. This one had dead straight, black hair, running from the top of her head all the way down to her lower back. The skinniest of arms and the tiniest of hands. At least seven rings in each ear, one in her...
You slowly break the kiss as you move to my neck and shoulder and back to my ear as your tongue explores every inch of me…..my passion building higher and higher….ever so slowly as almost in slow motion your trail of kisses get to my chest as you trace the outside of my nipple and suckle it into your mouth…..flicking and rolling it in your mouth…….your hand moves to my pelvic area which is aching for you and your touch….after sensing my body is like on fire you slowly move lower and lower down...
EroticFucked in the Local Club This story starts out at our house it was just Terry and I. We had been watching a XXX movie and drank a few beers, which always gets me horny. We moved to the bedroom and started to undress when a knock was at the door hubby goes and checks and it is three of his friends. He called for me to come me out I said wait a second. He said no you don't need to get dressed come on out. Well I'm not shy plus a little drunk so what the hell. I walked out with the only things...
There are a couple of things you never expect to hear your friend say, "Would you be willing to fuck me wife" is probably at the top of the list. But that's exactly what my friend Brian asked me as we were walking down a fairway playing golf last week. My wife and I were back home for Thanksgiving and I was spending some much needed time away from the family when Brian dropped that bomb-shell on me. Brian and I have known each other for about 10 years, and the only contact I have ever had with...
Derick stood in front of his altar, carefully inscribing the last of the designs on the piece of copper foil. He checked his work against the illustration in the book, and smiled when he saw that it was perfect. He took the vial of rose-oil and anointed the charm, reciting the accompanying text, which ended, ‘Most holy and revered Goddess, Laughter-loving Aphrodite, I beseech you, grant me the object of my affection. By your most holy name PASIPHAESSA KYTHEREIA I ask this.’ He brought the charm...
(Author’s note: this is an early version of a much longer erotic novel. It’s been through a lot of edits, but I really like some of the early versions that got canned. I hope you don’t mind me reproducing them here. Of all the stories I’ve written – which is a lot! – Caitlin is one of my favourite creations, and I’m always looking to giver her greater exposure, as are the men (and women) in her life! You can follow her continued adventures in the different versions of the story called ‘Strange...
Follow me on insta @raqm0900. IF you love my stories.I am a closet CD and seeking a owner.Introduction:I could not believe my luck.In my sophomore year of college I started dating one of the hottest girls on campus. We had met in my History of the Roman Empire class and hit off right from the start. It took me almost a whole semester for me to work up the courage to ask her out. When her reply was, "I've been waiting for you to say something." I almost creamed myself.Let me explain. I am pretty...
Dennis, 41 years old, 5' 11", 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, Cindy's husband. Cindy, 41 years old, 5' 4", 105 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, Dennis' wife. Diane, 41 years old, 5' 7", 140 lbs, auburn hair, green eyes, recently divorced friend of Cindy's. Becky, 38 years old, 5' 9", 155 lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, Cindy's friend, widow. Jack, 42 years old, 6', 185 lbs, black hair, brown eyes, Louise's husband. Louise, 38 years old, 5' 4", 130 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes,...
"What's going on?" asked Tara, as she and Kyle approached the scene. "We have to go find Ranna and call Sandra!" exclaimed Rachel, as the seven hurried out of the lobby door. Carrie had her cell phone in hand, when they ran right into Derek, Sandy, Dean and Connie, who were just about to enter the theater. "What's up guys?" asked Derek. Rachel looked panicked. "Ranna is with Paul Prescott and she's in trouble!" "Paul Prescott! What's that girl thinking?" snapped Sandra,...
Writers Note: If you haven’t already done so, this story is the follow up to ‘Dilemma & Surprise’ and will make more sense if you read that story first.As she made her bombshell announcement, Pat, looking into the camera, blew me a kiss and before I could say anything just said, “Bye Love!” And cut the connection.As she got up off the settee and moved out of the shot, she left me ‘hanging’ in more ways than one. I glanced down at the Hotel bathrobe I was wearing and then wiped up the sticky...
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