Orgasm Diary September 2020
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Dear Readers, it time to choose your favorite Writer of the Year 2020! Please vote for the writer who entertained you with their amazing and erotic Indian sex stories. *You can vote for multiple writers! Choose your ISS writer of the year 2020! Akashkumar1729 Daksh773384 Hronyman69 ItsAafi94 Rajraka09 SafarazKhan Sutapar1 Zhia69 Other Please Specify: ISS gives you new sex stories every day to keep you hot and horny. The writers of these stories always manage to give you...
Dear Readers, you have enjoyed a lot of Indian xxx stories written by our great authors. Here are the 10 best Indian sex stories from the month of November 2020. By: After fingering his mom, Abishek can’t control his urge. Even after this Indian housewife offered him sex, he feels it’s wrong. But he has an alternative. “Then I thought of something. “Can you stroke it for me?” I asked. She smiled naughtily and came near me. She leaned on the wall in my side and put her left hand over my...
Dear Readers, let’s bid adieu to 2020 with the best stories of the month. We present to you the 10 best stories of December 2020. 1) Studious Ajay is excited about having Sneha over the next day for a study session. But he comes up with a problem, a boner! Who will help him get it down? ‘Before bed, Ajay wanted to read through his book to prepare for the next day’s class. Flipping through pages one by one, suddenly out of nowhere, the images of Sneha’s previous events giving him a hand job....
The summer air swept clouds of thick black smoke through the grassy hills. In West Virginia, the air was hot and polluted enough already. His eyes stung, watering as he turned away from the fire. Pulling out a bandana, he spit before covering his mouth. Another crop was lost to rival looters, the third one this week. They'd taken as much corn and soy as they could before setting the bare fields ablaze. We have been at War for over 5 years now, with no signs of it ending anytime soon. He had...
It was Day 0 of WeebCon 2020, one of the most highly regarded anime conventions in North America. The badge pickup line was bustling with activity; eager con-goers exchanged stories, heartfelt hugs and video game friend codes. Cosplayers struck proud poses and friend groups swapped schedules. Not John though. He had come alone. This year, WeebCon had added a new feature to their VIP badge that he had initially not believed when he purchased it. For the duration of the convention he was a Harem...
Mind ControlThis all started when I noticed a stray cat crossing my property a few times. Apparently, that is all it takes. Beware!When I was in the Army, back in the early-to-middle 1980's, I was privilrgrd to know and serve under some sergeants who were Viet Nam veterans. One of them used to love to say, "Do you know what the difference between a fairy tale and a war story is? A fairy tale begins with, 'Once upon a time, ...' & a WAR STORY begins with, 'This is NO BULLSHIT, because I was THERE, and I...
Sonntag, 29. Dezember 2020 -1. Advent Malerisch schmiegt sich das märchenhafte Berghotel "Schneeflocke" in die verschneite Alpenlandschaft. Es ist ihm nicht anzusehen, dass es von einer drohenden Schliessung bedroht ist und viele Mitarbeiter um ihre Existenz bangen. Aufgrund äußerer Umstände steht das fünfstöckige Hotel nun seit fast einem Monat leer und blickt in eine ungewisse Zukunft. Als unabhängiger Hotelprüfer bist du von einem grossen Finanzinstitut beauftragt worden, in den nächsten...
December 21, 2020My lovely wife has an obsession with semen. She will pour some in her scrambled eggs, pour it in her coffee and even gulp down shot glasses full. I also use the specimens for lube when I have sex with her, not that it is needed, it is just pleasurable for me. She has done this for years. My own balls can’t come close enough to producing enough swimmers for her so we rely on gracious donors. I buy medical specimen cups by the case and several times throughout the week (every...
It was the end of November, and Andie was worn out. Surely 2020 couldn’t throw any more shit her way.It had been a horrid year with Covid 19 wreaking havoc around the world, but she had had some personal tragedies which all but drained her.Her brother was back in hospital with more health issues following his stroke. This left her to deal with sorting out her father’s affairs following his sudden passing the previous week.Luckily for Andie, her niece Nanette stepped up to the mark. She was like...
First TimeFinals were over, my last one was 2 days after his as he was a part time student and I had a bigger course load. I'd been back home where I lived with my mom for 3 days, when she called to me and said I had a visitor. It was Bean, at my door. "What are you doing here?" I asked, my brain not quite wrapping round the idea that I was seeing him here, at my home, and not at school. Before he could answer I continued, "Your parents let you come here?" And then over it all, "And how do...
The drive is fun. We've always had a good time together alone. We have similar interests, and senses of humor spawned in the darkest abyss of hell - we laugh the whole way. We check into the hotel at nearly 10 PM. The plan is to get a good sleep and have an early breakfast as the pancake house across the street. While we get sorted, I make us Makers and Coke, of course I allow you to drink. You've always been mature for your age. Now, at 18, you showed no signs of over indulgence. I trust...
Oh wow, so I see it's been almost 3 and a half years since I last sat down to write one of these. Yeesh. Now I have to write from memory, as best I can. My life has changed a lot since I was an undergrad, back then. Let me try and remember how things went... I remember the first time Bean and I made love. Well, for him it was making love. For me, it was kind of kinky because of his age, and more "making lust," than love. Up until that time I'd only been with two men, my entire...
By Jax_Teller Buffalo New York was known for its winters and it was often said by locals in the middle of heavy snow that they were going to get a break from the snow by going to Alaska. More often than not, the weather was better in Anchorage Alaska than Buffalo New. The city of Buffalo was an early era industrial-age town built around the production of steel and auto parts. The location of the Lakes and maneuverable waterways made it perfect for the task. In that time in history function...
January 1st, 2013 Washington D.C., United States CNBS News “The stories and mass media coverage of the “End of The World Theory” peaked last year but then suddenly declined after that fateful date of 12/22/2012. Why? I have a little theory of my own you see. I believe that the end of the world is NOT going to happen at all. People have believed these prophecies all through out history. Why should this date be no different? Its ignorant people believing the government, the media, and...
Put ridiculous fantasy, contains elements of prostitution, and doggy loveMy lifeI paid my monthly visit to the foster home which housed the under 18 homeless, parent less c***dren from the area. I chuckled as I saw a line of cars outside the gate like it was end of term at a posh school. Except we weren’t parents and we were going to have to pay for our c***dren of choice. There was an air of excitement , like graduation, which in a way it was. As I reached the principal office, I saw guys...
I have been writing a diary since I was a young boy; every day, I write in my journal explaining what I have achieved or just a random thought for the day. I always do the entries within thirty-six hours, no matter where I am. I never miss an entry. I have been writing them since I was ten years old, sometimes I would go to the big box under my bed where I stored the diaries & read through some of the c***dhood dilemmas I was having at the time. I put everything in those journals. Things...
After performing like a slut all day I slept like a baby that night. It was like I didn't have a care in the world plus, I wanted to be rested for what ever came my way in the morning and with my sister coming I didn't want her to see me with bags under my eyes.I woke up feeling rested and ready for what ever the day or Harry bought for me today. I ordered a pot of coffee and toast with some fruit and as I sat thinking about my feelings for Harry, I wondered if I could go back to my life with...
I am on my knees in front of you and the tip of your cock rests on my lower lip. You take my head into your hands and ease your hips forward so the head of your cock slips through my lips and comes to rest on my tongue. You smile at the sight of your cock taking possession of my mouth yet again. I look up into your eyes as you take a firm hold of my head to feed more of your big cock into my mouth. My lips stretch and slide over the widening contours of your dick as your precum leaks out all...
Mr Jones latest K1ddie-Synth Angie is working in the kitchen when his smart-watch detects the regular up and down movement of his left wrist, which can only mean one thing –he’s masturbating in bed again. Angie quickly scans all the household sensors, detecting Mrs Jones ‘exercising’ in the downstairs gym with her ‘personal trainer’ Teen-Synth Brian. She is teaching him the best anal penetration depth to maximise the length of her orgasm on the rowing machine. Brian is a quick learner, knowing...
Tim Rodgers was so ecstatic when he hung up the phone and went to his computer. He just got done with a productive conversation with the Dean of Business at Northeastern Wesleyan University. He was offered a full- time professorship chair there. The man was going to end the business world section of his life. No more late night at the office, daily meetings to just make some paper-pushers look busy or meaningless paperwork to give to some hoarder to file only to never see the light...
My girlfriends name at that time was Carly and when I think back I’m pretty sure that the reason I liked her was that she was filthy. She loved to fuck. She love sucking my cock and swallowing my semen. She loved having her pussy licked and cuming on my face and she was always up for trying new things sexually.Carly was perfectly built. She was a semi-professional ballerina and although only 5’2“ tall she had the physic of an athlete. She had little pretty feet, strong slender legs, a tiny...
Fire the Nanny-(cam)Here’s a fun little story about something that happened whilst I was backpacking around the USA in 2005.I was travelling with a girlfriend, Carly, and we’d just checked into a youth hostel In San Diego.We both had working VISA’s and took different jobs as we travelling and I remember one occasion when my girlfriend had got a two month long nanny job looking after some rich folks baby.After a few weeks she’d walked in on the husband watching footage back from a nanny CAM...
I knew him for only 5min when i realized he was hard, hard like a horse , he ask me a cigarette we talk about the craft beer on the menu and i saw itthe big bulge in his pants seemed to only grow as we talk''you smoke weed too or only cigarettes?''''i do sometimes''''my friend do not wanna smoke one after our nght?''''...yes''i gulped saying it , trying not to look at itfor the whole night i did't talk much i saw him smile at me drinking with friends but i drank thinking of him...i never sucked...
Ricordo ancora benissimo le ultime parole della mia, purtroppo ex ragazza ieri notte, mentre mi sferrava l'ennesimo schiaffo. Io e lei non stiamo più insieme da oltre un anno, da quando mi ha scaricato perché secondo lei, ero un codardo. Non avevo le palle, diceva sempre. Ma io la amo ancora, e da allora ho provato più e più volte a riconquistarla. E' finita sempre male, sempre con lei che mi augurava le peggio cose e mi prendeva a schiaffi. Anche ieri sera, quando mi ha urlato: "SEI VERAMENTE...
I was at my Dr's feeling a bit down and she suggested that I was again to pay a visit to the private specialist clinic that uses sex therapy as treatment. The clinic caters wholly for BDSM and humiliation style treatments. An appointment was made and this time it would be just with the Consultant as the Covid situation was restricting nurse attendance in the clinic. I duly arrived and was greeted by the Consultant and told to completely remove all my clothes. She briefly checked me over...
“I’m so close,” Janet groaned. Her fingers were a blur as she reached for her peak.Brad said nothing, dancing on the edge, desperately trying not to go over it. His wife had been teasing him, starting and stopping him and herself for an hour that seemed like three. Not that he would complain. He was so turned on, he’d do anything she said; the question was, would his body obey?Her genitals were swollen, flushed, and dripping from the long session. His would be sore later, but he kept them...
IncestLast Thursday I got a text message from my buddy Marc. He said he was horny and wanted to know if he could drop by for a bit. I was horny as well and was hoping that he would reach out so I could give him head.I was working out of my home office, so I replied that he could come by. While I was waiting for him, I found some really hot tranny blowjob compilation videos and got them cued up. When he showed up about ten minutes later I let him in and he stood next to my desk as I put the porn on.I...
Gay MaleHI EVERYBODY HAPPY EASTER. WELL IM A TAXI DRIVER DONT USUALY WORK SUNDAYS BUT DID THIS WEEK AND IM REALLY GLAD I DIDPICKED UP 3 LADIES IN THERE 30S GOT TO DESTINATION AND 2 GOT OUT AND I TURNED ROUND TO TELL THE 3RD HOW MUCH IT WAS WHEN SHE SMACKED THE LIPS RITE ON ME 9 THEY WERE THE SOFTEST LIPS EVER JUST WANTED THEM ROUND MY COCK STRAIGHT AWAY)SHE SAID WILL U COME BACK FOR US AT 3AM AND WE WILL DROP THE 2 PALS OFF 1ST AFTER WE DROP THEM U CAN TAKE ME HOME SHE SAID. SO I AGREED HOW COULD I SAY...
"Mmph..." Jamie moaned as she forced her tired eyes open. A quick glance at the clock made her sigh- it was 5:45am, a time that up until recently, the 26 year old woman would have balked at, especially on a cold, wet Sunday morning in December. However, Jamie didn't hesitate to swing her smooth, slender legs out of her bed, wrap a warm dressing gown around her shivering body and pad the short distance down the landing towards the reason for her being awake so early. "Hey, hey cutie..."...
Introduction: Mrs Maggie Henderson is the pastors wife who out of growing sexual frustration seduces a fellow church member Clay Nicholas who use to attend her Sunday School group, but will an unexpected house visit later in the day threaten to turn the small Christian community upside down. (told from the boys perspective) Mrs Maggie Henderson The Pastors Wife and Sunday School Teacher The Pastors Wife I was brought up to go to church and believe that there is a God who will send me to hell...
“He’s asleep, come with me,” whispered Jackie in Dave’s ear. Dave stood carefully, looked at the slumbering George and tip-toed out of the conservatory. Jackie eased the door shut, being careful not to let the latch click. They moved more quickly into the hallway where Jackie turned, put her arms around Dave’s neck and kisses him greedily.“Don’t worry he’ll sleep for hours.” She led him upstairs.About a year before, Dave had been sitting at the bar of ‘The Winner’ just coming up to eleven...
CheatingThis story begins in 2006. I was coming up on a move from Anchorage, Alaska to Columbia, South Carolina. I decided to use some online dating sites to maybe lay some groundwork to hook up with some women in SC. I had started talking to this (as I saw in photos) extremely cute, busty 18 year old girl. We shall call her Diane for the sake of anonymity. We talked casually for a few months via Yahoo messenger and grew to know quite a bit about each other. She was a big fan of my favorite band...
A Football Sunday to Remember!! Like every Sunday it's a day of NFL Football at our house, My husband Terry watches it every Sunday and I too love the game but I wanted to go and do something else this Sunday so I bugged him all week let's do something different this Sunday. So Friday he said we are going to a party this Sunday as a compromise. He said it'll be fun not exactly what I wanted but why not. So Sunday came, Terry told me to dress in my short-short skirt and my Pittsburgh...
Sunday Morning Part 1 She was shaken awake. It was Sunday. She knew what to do. She went to the bathroom with her pile of clothes and prepared. She showered and did her hair just so, she had shaved in the shower......completely bare this week...she would surprise him.? She bent and slipped a garter belt on running her hands over her very smooth Mont de Venus thinking how nice it felt, so soft and smooth, she would not wear nickers today. She felt a shiver of excitement as she thought of her...
Her name is Mrs. Jones. She was my Sunday school teacher and confirmation teacher. She was very prim and proper. Neat tidy business style dresses. She was thin with dark brown hair. She always took classes very seriously, but she was always staring at me during class. One Sunday morning,when I was 13, she told me to stay after and help her pick up, which I found odd, since her son was there. He was actually a friend of mine. But I knew better than to make waves at church. When her son had gone...
416 A SUNDAY SHOP GIRL REMEMBERS (PT2)(See 196 Sunday shop girl 1)Sadly, this is a very true story. It was sent to me by a lass that is now, a nurse in north America, where she moved to too escape these folk as soon as she was able Anne-Marrie (as we know from part 1) had been coached from an innocent young virgin to a used young lady, still a virgin technically but no longer the innocent, unable though because of the trap she had fallen into to tell anyone and wrapped in the shame of the web...
The Sunday Coin Toss The Toss As I watched, the coin seemed to flip in slow motion as it looped lazily through the air. It was Jane's turn to call it, and this time the said “tails” just as the quarter reached the apex of its flight. As the coin began the drop into my hand, before it even landed, I sensed I had lost the toss. A sense of excitement sent a rush of adrenaline into my stomach. Tails it was. Jane smiled with a sense of satisfaction, as if she had been waiting for this moment....
TransHi guys this is a fictional story about my mom and her lover. Hope it will make you horny. And it was as Sunday again and as usual my mom had a plan outside. I always wonder where she is going so early, that too on Sunday. That day I decided to follow her as I was so curious to know. I wanted to know where she is going. My dad was as resting, which he always does on Sunday, that is what a working man is supposed to do on weekend, but not my mom. Even though she is a working lady, she does not...
Incest100% fiction! Like every Sunday it's a day of NFL Football at Vicky's house, My husband Paul watches it every Sunday and I too love the game but I wanted to to go and do something 1 sunday so I bugged him all week let's do something this Sunday...So Friday he said we are going to a party this Sunday as a compromise...He said it'll be fun..not exactly what I wanted but why not...So Sunday came, Paul told me to dress in my short plad skirt and my raider halter top and heels, I'm like isn't this...
Group SexA mother's intrusion on her son's privacy happens once too often By Oediplex 8==3~ {Adult literature. The author neither advocates nor encourages any illegal or harmful activities which may damage oneself or another; either physically or emotionally or in any other way. If you find sexual fantasies offensive, you are free not to continue reading this story. This story is based on real people, real situations and real desires.} [I have always found the scene in “American Taboo”,...
Neither the aroma of flowers decorating the altar nor the underlying familiarity of the surrounds-rows of pews left and right, altar in the middle, organ on the right, choir on the left-were much help in alleviating my nervousness. It wasn't going to church for the first time since adolescence that bothered me so much as being among a crowd of people once again. The church I grew up with was a dark, musty, unpleasant place, but this newer building had a good deal of glass at the entry, making...
Captain Peter Carr looked at the woman he had just magnificently fucked, he cherished her and their relationship was an item now, they really had to stop the secret rendezvous in his office on the make believe that she it getting another telling off from her commanding officer. She looked well happy, her eyes still glazed and looking stunning and as beautiful as ever, Pete wanted her again and again: ‘I tell you what. let’s do it just once more huh baby?’ he asked taking a good hold of his...
Second and final part. It will make more sense if the first part is read first. Both parts are quite long. ‘Steve Wright’s Sunday Love Songs’ is a real BBC Radio 2 programme: Nine till eleven am GMT every Sunday. I’m not sure if they still do the long lost friends item. In any case, they never connected Kevin and Nicola with each other, since they are both fictional characters! All characters in sexual situations are over eighteen. —– We left Kevin searching and worrying about Nicola who...
The Visitor Monica's Diary Sunday, June 18 This morning, like every Sunday morning, began last night. I don't mean the taking of baths, the laying out of clothes, and the getting to bed early enough to get a good night's sleep merely. Saturday evening family devotions are usually longer and call for more personal introspection than most nights of the week. Nathan reads the Bible aloud--three chapters a night and five on Sunday--and either explains or questions us about it as he...
Martin Bloom was finding it hard to fit in with any of the cliques at Shaler High School. He was the new kid in town. If being the new kid was not bad enough, Martin transferred to his new school district while school was in session and his fellow students already had their routines. Plus, he has only been a student there for a week. Finding one's place took time. Also, the other kids wanted to feel him out before they had more social interactions with him. Martin's personality did not...
As the week wore on, I began to wonder if Sunday wasn’t really a dream. To have your wife tell you that she wants to have sex with another woman, while you watch, is a little hard to believe. And as Monday moved to Wednesday, and Wednesday to Friday, there had been no further mention of that lazy Sunday morning conversation. I wanted to ask her if she was still interested in pursuing the idea, but I was afraid I would appear too eager. I thought that the idea might be a bit fragile. Like if I...
Erotic(A tryst of fate series: #2 brought to you by Dr. MaxMon) Skinny-dipping Sundays, by MaxMon The doorbell rang again and Peter answered it dressed in Hawaiian shorts with a beer in his hand. As he opened the door splashes were heard from the pool out back, along with faint yells and playful conversation from the small group of partygoers who had already arrived late in the morning. Greg and Brenda greeted Peter at the door with smiles and happy feelings since they had grown accustomed to each...
Another Sunday Church Morning----------Another Sunday morning, and Katherine, the newest farm helper was late again. I know that these girls are working just to be around the horses, free riding and using the swimming pool, but being on time was important to keep our customers happy with someone present to help. I decided that I must pull her aside and talk to her about it, and see what we could do about her tardiness."Katherine, I need to speak to you alone please. Come into the office for a...
Tommy Cornelson loved May. Actually, he loved all the months from May through October, but May was special. May marked the end of the Winter season and the beginning of the summer season, so business on his fishing pier picked up considerably, as it did on the entire oceanfront, but it was still early for most of the tourists, so the May business was mainly locals. He almost regretted doubling his prices. Almost. But they'd double again in mid-June when the Canadians and damnyankees invaded...
I lay in bed listening to the birds chirping outside my window and yawned and stretched. I lay there just relaxing taking in the quiet of the morning. Richard must have gotten up as I didn’t see him which was odd. So I got up and took a shower and wrapped a towel around myself and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. There sat Richard and Tim. I didn’t pay them much attention as I got toast and coffee going as I fried an egg. I sat down at the table and Richard say hey mom, tell Timmy what...
I lay in bed listening to the birds chirping outside my window and yawned and stretched. I lay there just relaxing taking in the quiet of the morning. Richard must have gotten up as I didn’t see him which was odd. So I got up and took a shower and wrapped a towel around myself and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. There sat Richard and Tim. I didn’t pay them much attention as I got toast and coffee going as I fried an egg. I sat down at the table and Richard say hey mom, tell Timmy what...
Super Bowl Sunday Here in America on Sunday, February 1, 2009 Super Bowl XLIII (43) took place. Our version of football is quite different from that of the rest of the world. In soccer you don’t need a helmet and pads for protection and the other team isn’t trying to drive your body into the ground. This year the two teams were the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Arizona Cardinals. To make a long story short Pittsburgh won. Now for what really happened… My five best friends and I...
Chapter 1 He had arrived in New Orleans on the eve of the first full moon of the year. It seemed inconsequential to him at the time but soon it would be so relevant to the rest of his life. He had spent the last 24 hours on a binge in the French Quarter with his golf companions. They’d been to every bar from Decatur to Bourbon Street and back. They’d seen just about everything while wandering through the mass of staggering bodies, it seemed the party raged nonstop whether it was Mardi Gras or...
You awake in strange surroundings. It takes a moment for your eyes’ and your mind’ to focus. Just for that moment you can’t really place yourself within the universe. You realize that you are lying in a bed. Surrounded by a sea of silky sheets. A light yellow with pale green flowered accents. But whose bed is it? It seems so unfamiliar. So alien. As you sit up your eyes scan around the room, and you remember. It is a room – an open room – in a small Polynesian-style home. Woven grass mats...
I wrote this story as a present for my wife, who loved it (she said), so I decided to post it to see what a less biased audience would make of it. It is rather long, and is in two parts, both of which have been submitted. It is my first submission and depending on the response, it may also be my last! It is written in British English. Though written in the first person, it is not autobiographical. All persons in sexual situations are 18 years old or older. The age of students in the final...
Sunday mornings were always my favourite. Whether it was as simple as a long lazy lie in, or sitting with a cuppa and just talking and feeling close, it always made me feel good.This particular Sunday felt different though. Coming round from an unusually deep sleep I had an odd feeling, like a pressure in the head. I suddenly realised I couldn’t hear anything and as a moment of panic ensued I opened my eyes, but in that moment something was placed over them.Thoughts racing, it was quickly clear...
My mom was divorced when I was very young. It was just her and me living together while I was growing up. I hate to admit but she was kind of slutty. And what excited me most was her sexy size 5 curvy high arched feet. And she used them like a weapon, dangling her stiletto high heels at just the right moment when men of interest were around. Although she was slutty, she was a religious slut, attending church every Sunday. This particular story happened when I was 14. We were driving to church...
Hello guys Hope everyone doing great and enjoy my true story Sorry again guys not very good English so grammar its not theirWe all enjoy our Sunday especially now it’s NFL Playoff guys into games so am I I just buy new big screen TV and love watching games at my on place.As I woke up on Sunday late morning around 11:30 am still im in my sweet bouquet layered baby doll (nitie) making coffee and doing dishes get my coffee sit on couch watching TV my cell phone ring one of good all Spanish she...