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Loving Roger By Adriana C It was as the dancing was coming to an end that I fell completely under the spell of my role. Roger and I had been having a great time together on the dance floor all evening. Well, since I lost my inhibitions and had allowed him to take control leaving me to abandon myself to the music and to simply respond to the movements of his body and the pressure of his arms. At first the heels and the long skirts were difficult for me. I never did really get...
I am a 29-year-old male and am married to Julie who is 22. Although I had only been married for less than a year, I can say in reflection that I was a fool for not realizing exactly what I had. Julie is incredibly beautiful. She is petite at 5′ 6″ and looks like she fell out of the pages of a sports illustrated swimsuit edition. Her long blond hair does not come out of a bottle like so many other “pretend” blonds, and her blue eyes exude an aura of innocence. Although I...
I watched both men climb into the tiny car, already crowded with wooden boxes, Ida, Dulce and me. It looked as if he and Woody had done this a lot, and though it might seem clumsy, it wasn't at all. I always watch how men use their bodies. that is a cue for me about how sex with them might be, and I liked the way both of them moved, especially Roger with his crutch and a bad leg. Ida stopped at the co-op on University Avenue, and we all piled out of her wagon like clowns tumbling out of their...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
Roger Fiction by Johnny Roger and I have known each other since childhood. We lived next door to each other and went to the same primary school. Since then our paths have diverged but we have regularly kept in touch. We went on to different senior schools and different universities. He was lightly built, athletic and played fly half in his school rugby team. Roger read engineering. I read law. I work for a large city firm and have bought a small house in the suburbs. After a...
The best way to describe the emotional states of both Jane and Roger is to use the word "rattled". Both had watched as potential partners had paired up and left the room. Both had yearned to be partnered with each other, on the one hand. On the other, both were terrified that they would end up together. Roger felt almost sick at his stomach, because he knew that spending time with this beautiful young woman would result in feelings he didn't know how to deal with. Jane felt exactly the...
Nother true story from our time on the sceneJolly Roger My wife, Hazel and I have always had a great sex life. She enjoys the attention of two men at the same time and I enjoy seeing her having fun. Some of the meetings have been very successful,while some had been total disasters. One particularly bad week we'd been let down by one contact, who despite seeming to be a really genuine contact turned out to be a total time waster and another meet with a couple ruined by a phone call causing...
Back in 1998 wife Sarah and I hadn,t had a real holiday for a few years so Daughter Christina helped arrange one for us staying with friends near Taunton in Somerset. Of course we couldn,t miss the chance to sample the local pub grub and tastey “scrumpy” rough cider. The problem with scrumpy is I love cider, but scrumpy can sneak up on you and you,re drunk before you realise it. On our very first evening of our week,s break we met local veterinarian Roger Cramp, a few years younger than us, but...
** This was written as a follow-up to another story – which was a memory of some of my time living on St. Croix. I was in my mid-twenties then, lived there for five years and, mostly slutted around or, made money by being a TS prostitute. A few weeks later, on a beautiful Sunday morning, the girls and I were having a late breakfast on the veranda of the good old King Christian. Molly was sitting directly opposite me at the table. Suddenly, she looked up, directly behind me, gave a twisted...
"You've met Alicia my fifth daughter and this giant teddy bear is JeanPaul." The biggest man I'd seen so far in Tumali came laughing from behind her, threw his arms around me and lifted my feet well off the ground. "That's a real bear hug," Allaice grinned but I cried out from the pain and then grinned when he set me down. "JeanPaul is not my real name but this Frenchie woman couldn't say it and renamed me. Now everyone calls me JeanPaul. I don't mind though." A huge grin lit up...
Well it took some doing but we finally did it in Napa at motel 6. We agreed on last Friday night so we could claim it before the New Year as our breakthrough and teddy had been a total wreck the past week wondering in one second if we should call it off but in the next second she was in a turmoil at what to wear or her deflowering. I woke up several times this last week when she was masturbating in a frenzy and it always embarrassed her when I caught her fingering herself but she laughed a...
We'd been married but three months. During that short time my wife, my new wife Jill, had hauled me around to at least fifty parties and nights out or so it seemed. When I say hauled me around, it was like I was a paid escort hired to drive her, buy her and her friends drinks. Get her coat, and watch her back while she flirted and danced and had a gay old time—with other men. She danced with me too, some, but I had the feeling that while she was with me on the dance floor, while we sat at the...
The Jolly Roger By commentator Roger had just come back from seeing "Pirates of the Caribbean" for the 10th time. Enamored of the dashing life of a swashbuckling pirate captain so unlike his own drab existence he walked under the boardwalk and stared out over the waves. Not paying attention he tripped over something lying in the sand. A bottle. He looked about for a trash can when he noticed a glow from inside the bottle. "Holy Moses. I hope this isn't some radioactive stuff,"...
I met Roger through Fab Guys, he lived 20 minutes away by car, close enough for convenience, far enough not to cross any of my social group. We set up a meet at a local pub and I drove there wondering if we would ‘click’ enough to go forward to a more intimate event. He appeared quite active on his profile, every report was good. Roger knew what I wanted him to do to me - I wanted to be submissive and I wanted my man cunt fucked.I parked behind the pub’s garden, as far back as I could against a...
I had my lovely wake up from my dear sister with a fresh cup of coffee and a wank which she assisted with by squeezing my balls and finishing off by taking my early morning load, she loves her morning intake of vitamins and I just prayed it becomes regular as I cant think of a better way to start the day.“Enjoy your day with Roger” she said sincerely as she left for work.I had a nice hot shower and with it being warm I threw on a pair of white sports shorts and a tight-fitting sleeveless vest,...
"It's finally tomorrow," sighed Jane, walking beside Roger as they left the hot tub. "I can't wait." "You have to wait, at least until we get to the room," he said. "But you'll do it?" she asked, looking sideways at him. "You promised." "I promised to talk about it," he reminded her. She stopped. "I want more than talk," she said. "What about Jed?" "There is no Jed any more." "What about us?" "I want you to make love to me," she said. "You know what I...
Author’s Note: This is the story of the lovely relationship between Nikita and Roger (names changed). They came into each other’s life some six years back, while working as part of a team with a most challenging assignment in their profession. Their bonding acquired strength first at professional level, after which, without even their realizing it, they became emotionally close to each other. Nikita and Roger married wrong spouses many many years back. Their new found bonding gave them a fresh...
The items below should give you a more complete understanding of my mind while writing Faith and Hope. This turned out much longer than I originally intended. What can I tell you? You might have questions if you did not read or understand the first story. I like to tell stories. I guess I am a storyteller at heart. I usually tell them from the point of view I saw it from. I try to be gentle to the characters in my stories, I try to avoid a graphic description of sex. If this does not agree...
“Well, it’s over.” Roger Jones tossed his keys on the table near the door. “She doesn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore.” Roger slouched his way into the living room, hands in the pockets of his chinos. His roommate sat on the couch wearing a grey sweatshirt and a pair of plaid boxer shorts. “Sheila? Now there’s a shocker,” said Dennis between slurps of breakfast cereal. “Ohhhhh… Roger, honey, I’m sorry,” called Ellen from the kitchen. “What happened, sweetie?” “She was...
Olá! Bem Vindos ao Fantástico Mundo de Roger, um Universo Paralelo onde o Coelho Mais Legal do Mundo reina sobre as mulheres, que o adoram e amam incodiconalmente (Além, é claro, de estarem viciadas no membro dele..) Nesse mundo, você assume o papel de Roger Rabbit, e pode fazer o que quiser, com a mulher que lhe der na telha!!! Agora, a história... Roger atravessou o portal, voltando de outra difícil missão interplanar...Outra daquelas Crises entre realidades que ameaçavam acabar com o...
I got myself into this mess and I can't figure how I'm going to get out of it. It would be simple if I didn't love her; I could just walk away. But Jodi has such a choke hold on my heart that I know I'd be miserable without her, even though right now I'm miserable with her. I met Jodi when I was calling on one of my customers. She was the receptionist and I took one look at her and went into heat. My meeting with the customer was over close to lunchtime and I took a shot and asked Jodi if...
Ah, Melissa. That’s a name that brings back fond memories of a time of passion and illicit romance. Even now, I can taste the hint of cinnamon on her lips and sense the subtle fragrance of an obscure flower that was the essence of the perfume she wore.Melissa and her husband, a stoic and foolish man whose unpronounceable name I have chosen to forget, lived in the same apartment complex as I. Even so, she might never have come to my attention if not for the fact that we did our laundry at the...
HardcoreI knock on Roger’s door, he answers and lets me in. he is wearing his wifes skirt and blouse. I ask to use the bathroom and return in a pair of white lace panties and a short skirt. roger is in the kitchen making a coffee, I stand in the doorway watching him. when he turns round he smiles his appreciation so I lift my skirt so he can see my panty cock. a bulge develops in the front of his skirt, I am happy he likes what he sees. we sit on the sofa next to eachother and he puts some transsexual...
I knock on Roger's door, he answers and lets me in. he is wearing his wifes skirt and blouse. I ask to use the bathroom and return in a pair of white lace panties and a short skirt. roger is in the kitchen making a coffee, I stand in the doorway watching him. when he turns round he smiles his appreciation so I lift my skirt so he can see my panty cock. a bulge develops in the front of his skirt, I am happy he likes what he sees. we sit on the sofa next to eachother and he puts some transsexual...
I must have slept for fourteen hours that night. The week before was very tough and my schedule was completely out of whack. By the time Friday night rolled around all I wanted to do was sleep. It was 11:00 am Saturday morning by the time I woke. By then, I felt as fresh and rested as I had in weeks. It's amazing what a good night's sleep will do for a man.I rolled over onto my back, enjoying the morning sun that filtered through my blinds. I stretched out and before I consciously realized it,...
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HardcoreShe was so tight she made my loins ache. I wanted inside of her. The slutty little thing wore a shiny lick of a dress that reminded me of the black paint on my favorite ride. Now I wanted to ride her ass just like I ride my bikes, with a lot of speed. No brakes would be needed for that piece of tail; she wasn’t after safety. I could tell by the way all five-foot-nothing of her prowled the bar floor in those spiked stilettos. There was nothing passive or tentative about her. She had game, but...
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MILFAnal “You like that, don’t ya Fugs, hey?” asked Eric. “You like a big cock going deep in that sweet tight little puckered up ass?” “You know I do, Babe,” I said between thrusts. “But, do you want to talk or fuck?” “Oh, let’s talk please,” Eric smirked. “How was your day, sweetheart?” “Well asshole, it was going fine... until you opened your mouth. So, stop being a smart ass, shut up and”... BDSM “Take it like the bitch you are,” I said, as I rammed my condom covered rubber opaque cock...
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First Time“Hi, I’m Rachel, and yeah… I guess you can call me a sex addict,” I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I’d never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classroom at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. But really, how can you find the seriousness of group therapy at all? They were a miscellaneous...
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Group SexSaturday evening was delightful, the club was jumping, and there lots and lots of pretty people around to enjoy. A tall brunette was giving me the eye, and the way she was looking at me told me we were on the same wavelength. She finally walked up to me and spoke."Can I buy you a drink, pretty lady?"Silly girl, of COURSE you can!"I'd love that, and I love Cosmos. My name's Elizabeth, and you are?"She smiled and it was the kind of smile I liked."I'm Kendra, and I'm impressed, you're very...
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