My Older Sister—My Sex Educator—My Mistress* Frank And Donna free porn video

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There are real life exceptions and I do have an interesting story that has developed over a lifetime with my older sister that I want to share in this space, to my readers, the ones I can tell everything to.

My sister Donna was born in the ‘50s, the oldest of 9, in an Irish/Italian Catholic family in the urban Midwest. She was more Italian than Irish in looks and temperament and she was short, had dark skin and black eyes. She was pretty, smart and angry, a perfect rebel for the ‘60s and oh yeah, early on, she had enormous tits that got everyone’s attention—from all of the boys and girls in the neighborhood and from her 6 brothers!

There were always young men “sniffing around,” as my dad would say and I’m not sure which one got her cherry, but I’m pretty sure it was my brother-in-law, who, years later, I would cuckold as I rolled his wife, my sister, over and fucked her hard from behind so she couldn’t watch me. I’m getting ahead of myself; let me get back to my story.

When I was around 10, I think, I shared a room (in separate beds) with two of my brothers, an older one, Jim, who was 12 and a younger one, Pete, who was 8. One night when I thought everyone was asleep, I was playing with my dick when my brother Jim leaned over and whispered, “Have you cum yet? I quickly dropped my young pecker and said, “What, come where?” Jim laughed and said, “The love juice that comes out of your dick when you’re beating off like you just were.” I half wondered, “Oh, you mean the weird pee?” Jim replied, “Exactly, it’s called cum, actually semen, my gym teacher told us in health class.” “Yes,” I replied, “a couple of times, it’s weird.” Jim chuckled, and said, you won’t think that for too much longer.”

With one mystery solved, Jim got out of bed and knelt next to mine to talk to me conspiratorially, “One of these days, our sister Donna is probably gonna come in here and ask you if you play with yourself. When she does, say ‘no, the church says it’s forbidden to touch yourself down there’ and I guarantee you you’ll get a nice treat. Just do what I say.”

My sister Donna is about eight years older than I and she had just barely graduated from Catholic girl’s school due to her “ratted” hair, white lipstick, short hemlines and most importantly, her sassy mouth, especially against Church teachings. There wasn’t anything she liked that came from the church. She was a rebel.

The summer after she graduated, I peeked down in the basement when she had six or seven friends over and everybody was making out under black light. My future brother-in-law was making out with another girl and my dear sister was also making out with another girl! Something I had never thought about until then, but really gave my little dick a jolt. She really was a rebel and a few weeks later she would set up housekeeping with these same friends during college. I can only wonder what things were like during those times of free love. Perhaps I’ll interview her someday about those times and I’ll share it in this space.

It was around this time that very late one night after Donna came home from a date, she quietly came in my room. She crawled on all fours between my bed and the wall and came up next to me by my pillow. Her head was close to mine when I noticed she was there, the faint smell of alcohol and cigarettes on her breath. She put her mouth next to my ear, and said, “Do you play with your penis?” I replied, “No, Father Paul says not to.” Her hot breath sighed.

“That is such bullshit!” Donna said, “Our bodies are a gift and can give us pleasure if we know what to do. I want to show you something.” She reached down and grabbed my very hard penis, nearly hairless, but anticipating the great treat my brother teased me with. She rubbed my tiny sack and balls and pulled the covers down and started to stroke my cock slowly. She brought her head over my dick like she was examining it. She took my hand and put it around my dick and stroked it a few times and whispered, “This is how you do it yourself.” Then she put my hand down and stroked me slowly for a minute and then rapidly for less than a minute and I quickly shot my load on my sister’s face and in her hand. She seemed pleased and I was surprised when she licked and sucked the cum off of my young cock, balls, belly and her fingers. She pulled a hankie out of her pocket and wiped her hands and face, as well as my shriveled dick. She held her index finger up to her mouth, making the “shhh” sign and mouthed “our secret,” blew me a kiss and snuck out of the room.

“How was it?” Jim asked me as we brushed our teeth the next morning. “Our sister’s treat?” he pushed and I played dumb. “I was up before you and kept my eyes barely open as slits. I also saw how nice she cleaned you up. She left me in a mess, when she gave me a hand job. I’ll bet she’s learning something from those guys that I heard Dad telling Mom he saw her follow into the woods. Mom called her a ‘whore.’ You got the treatment that a whore must give.” I just smiled.

I looked up “whore” in the dictionary and I didn’t like it. I didn’t think it applied to my sister then and I don’t think it applies now. But I did wonder what my sister did in the woods and in our basement with her friends.

Soon, we had some answers when my brother shared a book of X-rated “Sex stories” with me. It was all words with no pictures, the pre-internet forerunner of this site. I read the book voraciously, beating my cock off hundreds of times to the story of “Babs” and her seduction of men and women all over the country. We hid it in a secret crack under the sink in the vanity cabinet. Only my brother and I knew where it was—I thought.

One day I pulled the book out and in between the pages was a Polaroid picture of my sister Donna nude, squatting in heels, her back erect, her large tits with their giant dark areolas sticking straight out. Her nipples were hard. Her black pussy hair was thick and shaggy, completely covering her sex, a faint line of hair heading to her navel. Her long, straight black hair was in a ponytail and pulled back around, the end resting on her left tit. She looked right into the camera. I jerked off my cock and came quickly. I stared at the picture, examining every detail. I was thrilled and ashamed. My young cock was soon hard again and I blew a load remembering my first hand job. I licked the cum off of my fingers and put the picture back in the book and stashed it. I learned many things from that book and occasionally jacked off to my sister’s beautiful body, trying not to look at her face.

During the next four years I lost my innocence in the usual stages, kissing, necking, petting, feeling up, sucking tits, fingering a pussy and finally fucking a girl. A nice church girl, Rose, in the woods near our neighborhood. I was 14 and skinny and a good kisser. She was 13, had a nice smile, a good tan and big thighs and smallish tits. We lay on a blanket and kissed for a long time as I fingered her young pussy. I didn’t know what a clit felt like and I never knew if I touched hers. I remember her more as a girl than a woman and the folds of her virgin pussy were soft and pure. I have had the pleasure of ending the virginity of women and girls between the ages of 13 and 30 and it’s always special. We were both scared.

When I rolled up from the side of Rose and got up on my hands over her, I asked, “Are you ready?”She smiled sweetly and nodded yes. She barely spread her legs and I guided my rigid dick into her tender and unmolested pussy lips. She just laid there motionless as I clumsily entered her virgin hole, pushing past her hymen, she gave a little grunt and she asked, “Was that my cherry?” I didn’t know and I don’t remember what I said, I just knew I finally lost my cherry with a “woman,” Fucking her slowly at first, I quickly blew my load on her bush and belly after 15 or so thrusts in her sweet young pussy when I pulled my squirting dick out as I had promised I would. We lie on the ground for a few minutes awkwardly and then cleaned up the semen and bit of blood from Rose’s cherry.

Rose and I had sex a few more times, with her always on her back, spreading her tan, plump thighs slightly for me and receiving me as the polite, Catholic girl she was, with a smile and a thank you. Soon we moved on, something I am writing more about in another story about the summer of sex a group of us enjoyed in those same woods.

Back to my sister, by the time I was about to turn 18 she had finished college and medical school and was about begin her residency out of town. She took the time to attend the big family reunion camping trip and we had a few talks, catching up. I barely knew her, she had been living away from home for school for a long time, but we got along easily and I tried to get the image of her naked body that I had beat my meat to so many times out of my head.

We were on a hike in the dense woods, miles away from the campground, when she began asking me about high school and how I was doing with the girls. Being coy, I just said, “Alright.” But of course she pressed me for details and I let her know that I had “Gotten it on with a few girls, but no one special.” I told her I would be heading to college without any attachments.

A few minutes later when we were resting on a log my dear sister asked, “Have you had a blow job from a chick—or should I say—a good blow job where you are actually forced to blow a load of semen into somebody’s mouth?”

Remembering my brother’s advice from years earlier to not admit to anything and thinking of the couple of bad attempts at blow jobs that local girls had attempted and the only really great blow job I received was from an older man who had offered me money in the park late one night to suck me off, but gave me the best head I received for years for free, I said, “No,” not actually lying.

She began to rub my dick through my shorts and said, “Remember the lesson I gave you years ago?” I nodded yes and she continued, “You’re going to school and you will probably get a lot of these. I want to give you a standard to measure them by…”

She then pulled my quickly stiffening dick out of my shorts and put her head in my lap and began to expertly lick and suck my hairy cock and balls. She stopped for a moment and looked at me with a smile and said “You’re all grown up! Your penis is lovely! As a medical professional, my sister always called body parts by their correct names, this along with my adult sister trying to suck me off didn’t really make my dick the hardest, so my sister laid me out in the grass and whispered, “Close your eyes and relax and pretend I’m the prettiest girl who WOULDN’T suck your dick and is now doing it…”

She began to work on my balls and sack and soon enough I was rock hard as her warm tongue worked my pulsing shaft up and down. She popped my purple head between her full, soft lips and began to gently suck it, pulling out the pre-cum. Then, slowly, at first, she began to swallow my cock whole and work it as a piston in her eager mouth hole, my sister’s big lips reminded me of Rose’s puffy virgin pussy lips from years before, and a unique feature of having my dear sister suck me off.

Lost in my thoughts, I came in my sister’s mouth with no warning, she deep-throated my cock and swallowed every drop, licking my cock and balls clean. I reached down and grabbed the hot cocksucker’s head and when I felt the short ‘Page Boy’ hair cut my sister wore for easy maintenance since she began med school, I was momentarily confused on who just swallowed my big load of cum, one of my sissy boyfriends who occasionally sucked me off for weed, or the pretty Jewish girl it took me all Senior year to get in her jeans and fuck her sweet, virgin pussy. "Susan” would never blow me, thinking my uncircumcised cock was only good enough to take in her virgin pussy, while she only sucked off circumcised boys at her temple, in order to maintain a good reputation with her future marriage prospects.

Still, when I came back down to Earth, I quickly saw it was my older sister wiping the cum off her lips and smiling at me as I quickly got up and pulled up my shorts, my face burning. “Donna, I can’t believe you just did that to me!” I stammered. “I did, you can and you liked it you little shit!” She smirked, “and I was happy to help you out baby brother, because judging by the size of the load you just gave me, you haven’t gotten off in awhile!”

I was embarrassed and ashamed as I had jacked off in the camp shower hours before, but still worked up a big load of jiz for my sister’s hot mouth from the great blow job she had just given my young dick. “It feels all wrong,” I whined. “Sisters and brothers can’t be lovers.” My sister soothed me, “We’re not, I’m teaching you the way an older sister should, the things I’ve had to learn first because I’m the oldest.”

Donna continued, “I love to suck dick and I’m good at it. For a long time, the only guy I let fuck me was Jerry, my first boyfriend and the man I will soon marry. As dad knew, I went into the woods with a lot of guys, but that was mainly to smoke pot. I would give a guy a blow job to smoke pot and he thought he had power. But what I quickly learned is that a great cocksucker—a special cocksucker-- has a special power to keep men coming back. With 'things' and only their continued silence, I would suck a guy off for stuff, my school books, my rent, a haircut, a tank full of gas, but only if they kept their mouth shut. Jerry caught me a couple of times and he understands and loves to fuck me while I’m blowing one or two of his friends. I have sucked the penises and swallowed the semen of most of the guys in our neighborhood, many of them multiple times and you haven’t heard about it, have you? You’ll understand better when you get to college.”

I was stunned. Maybe my sister was a whore, but she was right, this was the first I heard of it. To this day, I beat off to the image of faceless strangers, lined up with her squatting in her heels taking cock after hard, long cock expertly in her mouth and sucking them off until the men collapse at her knees, her drinking all of their cum without spilling a drop, licking her big soft lips and smirking, knowing her power.

Fast forward several decades, my sister has been a successful surgeon. She’s never had kids. She’s worked hard and is rich. She’s in great shape and still quite beautiful, working out with a young personal trainer several times a week and swimming daily in her indoor pool. She is semi-retired and I see her several times a month at our mom’s. We are cordial. My kids are grown and out of the house. She is a generous and doting aunt.

When my job transfers me nearer to her more exclusive part of town, she invites me over for dinner when my wife is traveling for her work one week. I agree and show up at 530 on an autumn evening. Maria, her housekeeper has already left, but has prepared a nice dinner for us. She hands me a Jack Daniels and water and pours herself a Chivas on the rocks.

“Where’s Jerry?” I ask. “On one of his ‘business trips’ which I think are more about golfing, than business.” Donna said, with exasperation. “We haven’t had intercourse in months, he licks me and rims me, but he can’t get it up like he used to and he’s too proud to let me write him a scrip for Viagra or Cialis or to see his own doctor. I don’t really need his licking, Maria is great at that and she has an amazing pussy that I like to munch on occasionally. Same old Donna, more discrete, but with more resources. Her pretty Mexican maid could cook, clean and share her bed when she wanted her. I’m sure she paid her well.

We enjoyed our dinner and gossiped about family. After dinner we walked the property and looked at the leaves changing and then went in for a brandy by the indoor pool.

Looking at my sister, I didn’t feel the same way about her. I didn’t feel strange about touching her any more like I did when I was a young man. I asked her about the things she did to me when I was young. “I felt strongly I needed to help you guys to grow up enjoying your own bodies and women or men if that’s what you were into.” I replied, “I like both, like you, but more women and I’m glad you did it. I’ve never forgotten, all of these years and I think of you often, if you know what I mean.” She had been listening intently. We were both a little drunk.

My sister Donna got up and said, “Whew, I need to cool off” and she pulled her dress over her head and jumped in the pool in her bra and panties. I took the cue and stripped down to my underwear and jumped in. I swam underwater to Donna and popped up in front of her, “What are you doing baby brother?” My heart pounding, I grabbed her around the waist and kissed her deeply, I was thrilled that her big lips were wide to receive my darting tongue as I plunged it in her mouth. “Oh God, I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long” Donna gasped as she grabbed my throbbing cock through my underwear.

I pried my hand into her panties and dug around for her clit, which I quickly found and began to work side to side as my sweet sister moaned and began kissing my neck roughly. She pulled my underwear off and began stroking my now fully hard cock as we again began deeply kissing. I touched her tits for the very first time. I took her bra off and moved her to the corner of the pool where there were steps that I lay her down on and took off her underwear.

The pool house was dark as I ran my hands over my sister’s smooth, svelte and beautiful body. Her tits were large and still firm, the large dark areolas sprouting hard tight nipples, she wasn’t skinny, she seemed more muscular and her pussy hair was now neatly trimmed. She still kept her hair short for easy maintenance and as I looked at her I didn’t see so much my sister, but a rich, powerful woman who I wanted to fuck and subjugate with my body and cock.

As I rose up on my arms and got over Donna like I first did Rose so many years before, this time Donna spread her legs high and wide and said, “I need a cock in me. Fuck me!” I put my hard dick in a little and then plunged in to the hilt, pumping a few times then bending my cock hard against Donna’s clit drawing a long scream and her first orgasm. She grabbed me hard and pulled me to her, digging her short “surgeon’s nails” into my back as she tipped her ass hard into my thrusting cock. She came again and pushed me off. “You are not cumming in my pool, let’s shower and go somewhere else.”

The pool house had a shower she started and warmed and then put me under as she soaped my body and washed my hair. Then she kneeled in front of me and gave me a long, slow luxurious blow job, starting with a gentle sucking of each of my balls and long strokes along the shaft, finishing with giant slurping sucks. She stopped and made me bathe her and then dry her off.

Donna was definitely into control. When she got me into her bedroom she put a robe on and kept me naked ordering me to get her a drink.

When I came back in the room with the drink, she was in a big chair in the corner, bundled in a robe, her hair slicked back. She took the drink and had a sip and as I headed to the bed, she barked “Back here boy!” My whole body went limp as I recognized the tone of an old “master” who “owned” me for a month when I lost a card game in college to a brutal senior in my frat house.

I went back to my sister’s chair and she ordered me to stand at attention and after eyeing me up and down, she ordered me to turn around slowly and said, “You’re still in good shape and you did well on your try out. I choose you to serve as my lover when I want you. Now, get down on your knees and service my pussy and asshole with your tongue and lips.” Her voice and language had changed. It had slowed down and she sounded harsher and less clinical. My sister still had her doctor’s “God complex,” but now it came from her powerful mouth and pussy and not from her brain and scalpel.

I got down on my knees as she ordered and crawled to her on all fours. This seemed to please her as she opened her robe and spread her legs for my head. As I raised my head I licked her smooth inner thigh with my tongue and as I did it she gave me a quick, hard slap to the head and shouted, “My asshole first and then my cunt if I let you, you stupid bitch!” My dick was completely limp and I was probably too drunk, but as a nicely humiliated slave, I did what I was told, secretly hoping someone was watching (see my other story about Teenaged Boys Swimming With Hard-ons) so I could be further humiliated.

I plunged my tongue into my sister’s puckered asshole and proceeded to rim her like I never rimmed anyone before, I so wanted to please her. I lapped her smooth asshole like a dog in heat until she moaned and stroked my hair like I was a favorite puppy.

“Ok baby, do my pussy now,” my sister Donna’s voice softened. I moved up to my sweet sister’s clit and began to gently suck it and she came almost immediately with a moan. I began to lick and suck her dripping labia and plunged three fingers into her gaping, well-fucked cunt-hole. I began to lap her clit and hand fuck her with my thumb up her ass and she came again with a yelp and by now my cock was rock hard again. My sister moaned an order, “stop.”

I stayed kneeling and she took me to her bosom and rested for a few moments. I wondered if she was done with me—tonight or forever—because I didn’t want it to end. I was drunk and confused. I stared at her tit. A tit I had beat off to as a boy hundreds of times and felt ashamed. Now I could lick and suck it, but I was scared to as I didn’t want to be slapped again. Did she really want a slave? I didn’t mind the role occasionally, but I wanted to seduce her, control her, make her beg to be fucked and be thrilled to get on her knees and blow me and any friends I wanted to share her terrific mouth with.

After what seemed like an hour, she softly said, “Carry me to bed baby brother.” I did as I was told, even in my drunken state, taking her robe off, evening up the control tables a bit by making her naked. I laid her out in her bed and kissed her on the lips and she threw her arms around me, her longing, gasping mouth and slithering tongue covering and filling my mouth. I was startled and could feel the tide turn. She was a weak mistress. I sobered up a little and stood up straight and fed my drunken sister my hard cock in her mouth. At first, I had to force her lips open but when she knew it was me she opened up and started to give me a decent blow job, kind of like a drunk whore in an alley, the way I was viewing her now, that I could feel rising in my loins. I began treating my dear sister and earliest sex teacher the same way. I spun her around so her head was over the side of the bed and leaned down to her pussy and started to lick and suck her pussy as my cock straddled her face.

As she got into my eating her out, I stuck my rigid cock between her big, thick trembling lips. She sucked it greedily and then with her neck bent over the edge of the bed and her at the height of another orgasm, I jammed my whole seven inch, fully hard cock completely down her perfectly straight throat, She gagged loudly and I stood straight up and grabbed her by the hair, rolled her over and violently mouth fucked her as she spit up and I blew a load of cum in her mouth and on her face and tits. I roughly smeared the mess of spit and cum all over her face and tits, slapping both as I rubbed them. “Who’s the baby now? I asked, meanly. “I am Frank, your obedient sister.” she cried softly. I rolled her back over roughly and I planted my asshole on her face and after a moment felt her tongue rimming me and penetrating my tight ass. After I was satisfied that I had fully subjugated her, I shoved four dirty fingers down her throat and slapped her face. I walked into the attached bathroom and cleaned myself up in the shower and I was now pretty sober. I threw Donna a towel to clean up with and she threw the covers back to welcome me into bed. She looked grateful and scared. I crawled in, spent and dozed off.

Several hours later I awoke to a freshly bathed Donna sucking my growing cock in the candle lit bedroom. As my cock got hard, I pulled Donna’s hair and ordered her to “ride on my cock.” As I saw my sweet sister happily riding my, again, hard dick, my sober mind began to feel a little weird again. My older sister was fucking me and loving it! I rolled her on her back and she thrust her legs in the air, her dripping pussy ready for my hard, bouncing cock. I dove right into her cunt, fucking her hard and fast. She came as I pressed on her hard and she was panting like a dog.

It was hard to see her like this and I rolled her over on all fours and held her hips hard as I shoved my rod all the way in her pussy and she came again after a couple of strokes. I had my thumb up her asshole and I had been lubing it with spit when I pulled my cock out of her pussy and put the head of my dick in my sister’s ass, she yelled, “No! Never in my ass! At that moment my cock was halfway in and as she began to cry I had my cock in all the way and as the rhythmic slapping of my hips against her firm ass cheeks began to be drowned out by her increasingly loud moans of pleasure as I pounded her beautiful, tight asshole into anal submission. She was mine in all of her sweet holes. I had turned the tables on my first teacher. I blew another load of cum right into her sweet tight ass as she fingered her clit to orgasm.

I collapsed on top of Donna and as my cock shriveled out of her ass, we slept.

Donna and I fuck regularly now as she works less and our “Service” relationship shifts and changes, as well as her willingness to take dick in the ass. I broke her anal cherry that night. She had only taken small dildos in her ass before, but she got into it that night.

I’ll write more about our adventures and her past if you like. She is my main squeeze these days as I had shared my wife with a black friend and now she seems to only like getting black cock from him and his buddy. So I cuckold and am a cuckold.

Frank Mills writes real sex stories about real people for real people. Please feel free to comment.

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Donna and I have been married for 4 years, a second marriage for both of us. (She is 34 and I am 32) Donna might be classified as a willowy redhead, if it wasn't for the size of her breasts. She is 5 feet 9 inches tall with long tapered legs. But her breasts are her crowning glory at 34DD. Her ample breasts are nicely upturned yet soft and pliable. Donna turned me on from the moment I saw her. Unlike a lot of husbands I love to see my wife showoff her charms to other men. At first she was too...

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Donna

                                                                                                Donna                                Chapter 1 Donna Takes Charge                                             by roccodadom44                                                        [email protected]  this story is fiction. I did once let a woman and son live wth me, with horrible results. But it was mostly financial shit, her stealing from me, that ended things. I did have...

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Consequences Donna

She thought consequences didn't apply to her. I read many stories about spouses cheating. Usually the stories had me think about answering the question: Would I react the way the characters in the stories react. The only thing I was sure of was that I couldn't see myself forgiving my wife. Probably divorce would be a default result reaction. As I read I could usually feel my emotional reaction wanting me to want to physically hurt my wife and the man who screwed her. At the same moment I knew...

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 68 Exercising with Donna

Monday, April 18, 2005 I awoke feeling fully rested. Good, two nights of only five hours of sleep and no problems so far. A quick look outside let me see that it wasn't raining, so I put on my running gear and waited outside the girls' room. I half-expected Donna to sleep in, guessing that Carol might have kept her awake too long last night, but I heard movement and a couple of minutes later Donna emerged. She closed the door behind her, then whispered to me, "Carol's not coming with...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 03

I sat there in utter shock as I watched her go into the house. Obviously, I drove home but I have no recollection of doing so. One thing became excruciating obvious: it is one thing to be told that your wife has been screwed by someone else and another to suddenly realize that she is planning to do so. The first is over and done with, a fait accompli, and beyond your control, so you deal with it. You blow up or you just accept it – but it’s happened. In the second case, however, nothing has...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 12

She hung up, checked herself in the mirror one more time, and, opening the door, called down to Frank, ‘All right, you can come up now.’ She backed up until she was standing away from the bed in front of some bookcases and stood there until he came into the room. I have no idea as to what he was expecting, but his face had a stunned expression as he saw her. His mouth gaped open and he just stood there, speechless, until he was finally gasp out, ‘My god, Sandy, you’re beautiful!’ He didn’t say...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 20

They got together a couple of more times before Frank took his prelims, having sex and prepping him for the exams. Several times she helped him ‘relax’ after a day’s exam. There was more badly needed relaxing while awaiting the results. Fortunately, he did pass and, a week later, the oral exam was completed and he was unofficially ABD – all but dissertation. He and his advisor had discussed his proposed research topic, so the next step was doing the research and writing while holding a...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 04

After that second episode, there was nothing of the apologetic, ‘we shouldn’t have done what we did’ pas de deux of the first time between Sandy and Frank. Sandy had let Frank keep his symbol of success, her panties, and that brief give-and-take clearly proved that she was ok with their extramarital activities and a strong implication that she welcomed more. While they acted completely normal after school started when others were around, there were a few quiet, discreet and brief conversations...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 11

Responding to several requests, I have indicated that there are 21 chapters: 116,000 words, 217 typed pages if you are interested in details. Whether it’s worth it or not is up to the readers. ***** ‘Ok, honey, have fun!’ I watched her hurry downstairs and quickly switched to the webcam in the living room. I got it on just in time to see her open the door and meet Frank. He dropped the overnight bag he was carrying, quickly put his arms around her and they stood there kissing passionately for...

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The Four Freshmen Part I Donna

They weren't exactly international supermodels. Mary, Patty, Barbara and Donna were Freshman roommates making the best of an overcrowded dorm. I met Donna at a mixer the first weekend of our Freshman year. Within an hour we were naked. Donna was eager and willing, but still very much a virgin. Some guys would have charged ahead. But I couldn't. Not with a girl I'd known for less time than it takes to finish a Physics Quiz. Still, I did everything else I could to please her. And I succeeded. As...

First Time
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Donna

Characters Andrew Martin — A 35 year old attorney Donna Stains-Martin — A 32 year old attractive woman, wife of Andrew Sam Spade — A 36 year old Stockbroker, boss of Donna William Stains — 56 year old father of Donna Martha Stains — 52 year old mother of Donna Donald Martin — 60 year old widower father of Andrew, a retired judge. Act 1 [The sitting room at the Martin's. A beautifully decorated room where Andrew is sitting with his wife, her parents and his father.] Donald —...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 09

So, that rousing and scary event was over, and another, unexpected, rendezvous was set up for the second Saturday night in a row. There was one difference, however, and that was that I had gotten the equipment I needed to wirelessly connect the camera in the suite to the TV in our bedroom. As a result, I could watch the action live and, at the same time, record it on the hard drive of our Panasonic DVD player-recorder. This was going to be much more comfortable than looking down through a...

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Intended Outcomes Donna

[One evening. 1986. Denver. Colorado. An evening that changed everything, just as I intended it would. This is not a stroke story. There is no explicit sex in the story. In real life there was lots of sex, I just don’t tell you about it here.] /’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/’/ When I knocked on the front door of Donna’s parent’s home her Dad opened the door so quickly I assumed he was standing just inside, holding onto the knob. He smiled and said, ‘Right on time. I like that about you.’ The...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 13

We returned to the real world of class participation, talking about things of interest from my conference, progress in prelim preparation, plus all the minutia of regular, ordinary life. However, that evening we viewed what we really were interested in, the camera recording of Sandy’s affair. She had turned the camera on before he was expected on Friday night, so there was a long period, which I fast-forwarded through, where all we saw an empty bedroom. Finally, they walked in and with Frank...

2 years ago
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Sandy and Frank Ch 08

I had let her talk without interruption, for she was still on a high, excitedly giving details of her wild evening. That her affair was our joint enterprise was clearly shown by her enthusiastic description of everything she and Frank had done – making sure that I, as her partner in crime, knew every detail. While there certainly was affection and intimacy that was different from her experience in the car, it still was fun and an adventure rather than a true romantic love affair. This might...

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Changes in Donna

I guess you could say it started innocently enough I guess you could say it started innocently enough.? I was trying to get my wife to let go of her inhibitions a little, that?s all.? I suppose I?d better explain.?  Donna is a conservative lover.? She was raised in the belief that sex is between married people trying to make babies, not just for the sheer fun of it.? So she?d spread her legs and let me in, almost as often as I wanted.? She?d lie there if I was on top or she?d climb on...

4 years ago
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Sandy and Frank Ch 10

I said that there were two specific occasions where their activities were certainly not platonic, one of which, of course was the episode just described. The other, in some ways, was more important because it was a major step up in their relationship. This came about because of my attendance at the annual Northeast Political Science Association Conference which normally runs three days in the middle of November. Obviously, I would be gone overnight, leaving Sandy alone at home. Usually during...

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Ms Beale and Donna

Ms. Beale and Donnaby AbeMs. Beale, recently divorced, trolled the bars looking for Mr. Rightuntil, after too many drinks, a bar tender called a cab for her.  The cab dropped her off across the street from her small ranch-style house.  As she paid the driver, she saw a young man walk down the front walk, turn at the sidewalk, and disappear into the night.Ms. Beale made her way across the street and up the walk to her front door.  She fumbled with the key for several seconds, before she got the...

4 years ago
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Donna

DONNA BY JANICE It was Thanksgiving morning; this Thanksgiving was going to be the best ever. My sister and I were going to have it at our house and were inviting all our girlfriends, Tracy, Sally and Barbara, naturally Laura was going to be there. I hardly ever assumed my Laura persona at home; I usually did it at the girl's neighborhood where I was known as Laura. My boyfriend Hal was spending Thanksgiving with...

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My Story How It BeganChapter 4 My Research Continues Donna

Wednesday I woke up tired but feeling wonderful inside. Tuesday had been a tiring day, but Dan had taken all that away last night. I stepped into the shower and as the warm water sprayed over me, my thought's turned to Dan. He'd turned out to be a very skilled lover. I had to wonder if he made a practice of seducing women who came here on business trips such as mine. I'd never had orgasms like the ones I had with Dan. Could it have been because he was a stranger or had his rather large...

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Andersonville 12 The Day Linda Anderson Came To Town

I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 19

It’s amazing how quickly you return to your routine after you return home from an adventurous or unique time away. Often, that exciting time somewhere else seems to have been a dream in which someone else did all those things you remember. At her office, the members of the group acted much as they had before, all quite discreet. Frank sat at his desk, Sandy at hers and the others at theirs, with no conversation about their wild activities. No one asked Sandy if she were wearing panties. When...

1 year ago
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The time of my life with Donna

Jack is a player and him and Donna have been hooking up all semester ,just for the sex. She also has a boyfriend but he is too far away to take care of her needs. I also have a girlfriend back home and I am in the same situation ,she is also too far from school. Now Donna is the one horny chick, she tends to go after the new students fucking them until she finds the one she wants. Jack was one of her favorites and pretty much stopped looking for any one else. I could understand because if...

1 year ago
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Tina Donna

This story started downtown, as it was a night that I was celebrating a friend's birthday by taking him and about a dozen of our friends down to the bars to get loaded and have some fun. We had a great time as we all took David (the birthday boy) to the strip club and watched some fine ladies shake their thing whist we observed... and then later took off to find a dance bar to boogie the night away. Things were going very cool... when it all took a turn for the better when a young and very fine...

Group Sex
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Sandy and Frank Ch 02

The following morning was traumatic, but not for the reasons one might expect. I woke up about 9:30, actually a bit early considering that it was Sunday morning and I hadn’t gone to sleep until almost 4:00 AM. I looked over at Sandy who was faced away from me and who still seemed to be asleep. Last night’s events were sharp in my mind and I felt a sudden arousal but also a real demand to get to the bathroom. When I returned, my cock was still half-hard as I anticipated the pleasant task of...

4 years ago
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Beech Mountain 4 Donna

Introduction: Donna The Cherokee The day passed quickly as I stayed busy working on three more guests.. They were older ladies, who had spent as much time on their butts as on the ski's.. They were bruised and sore so I done my best to help them.. My Hot Stones gave some relief , and I used my TENS unit to temporarily numb a few nerve endings..I left at 4pm and showered ,changed and headed for Sandra's place. As soon as I got inside Donna motioned for me at the juice bar.. I seen her page...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 07

She walked into the room beaming. ‘Wasn’t that wild? I can’t believe it – walking around naked after being fucked right in the middle of the lawn! Could you see?’ ‘That certainly was wild, but it was too dark to see details, but I could tell what you were doing. What on earth caused that to happen? I couldn’t understand what was going on when he stopped the car where he did.’ ‘It was Frank’s idea, as you would assume. Before we left Judy’s, he asked me if I wanted to do something different. I...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 05

Sandy came into the room, completely naked other than her garter belt and hose. Perhaps I should have said ‘proudly’ naked, because she was obviously pleased with herself. The first time she had been with Frank, she was embarrassed and fearful as she came in and announced, ‘Oh honey, I’ve just been made!’ The second time, she had what I called a ‘timorous smile’ as she asked, ‘Did you see us come in? Is everything all right?’ This time, the third, her smile was broad, lighting up the room with...

1 year ago
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Moms friend donna

My moms friend Donna did landscaping and needed help . my mom got her to hire me for help. so Donna had my mom drop me off in the morning. when i got to Donnas house she told me she was jumping in the shower. after i had heard the water turn on and hadnt heard the door shut i got up and looked. Donna left the door open a crack. i looked in and she was in the shower soaping up her hot body. Donna was 6 foot tall with blonde hair and blue eyes she only weighed about 110lbs. Donna looked good for...

Cheating Wifes
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My submissive fuck slut Donna

DonnaMadonna is my personal submissive slut MILF. She makes herself available to me on a regular basis for mutual sexual enjoyment. As requested, Donna met me at her door in a very sexy red low cut, short hemline dress (no panties, of course) that is one of my favorites. It not only displays her tight little body, manmade 34D's and protruding nipples to perfection, but also provides easy access to any part of her body that I want to explore. Whoever did her boobs was a master - they are the...

1 year ago
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Mom friend Donna

I was at my moms friends helping her. after we finished what we were doing she said she would give me a ride home after her shower so I said ok. donna went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. she closed the door but left it open a crack so I can see in the bathroom. I kept looking threw the crack in the door as she got undressed. I got so hard donna is a tall skinny women with short blonde hair and blue eyes.i kept lookin at her as she got in the shower donna had nice perky small tits...

Voyeur
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Sandy and Frank Ch 17

‘Honey, there is no way I can describe my feelings about that whole exchange! It was such an intimate situation that I was sharing with everyone and I was basking in their approval of my reaction. Everyone hugged me and, of course, my bare tits were against each of them. I was surprised by how nice it was to feel my tits against the tits of each of the girls – very nice! ‘So, totally unexpectedly, Frank and my considering myself to be his mistress went from a private, loving description of our...

1 year ago
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Donna

My name is Donna and I reside in a wonderful, albeit, small town. I am considered a proper Lady in my circle of friends and certainly in my church. I am marries to a wonderful man and have two very nice teenage son's. Up until a week ago no one and I mean no one was aware that, to satisfy certain urges I surfed the internet for stories, pictures, videos and even film clips of an erotic and frequently pornographic nature. If my friends had known or even suspected this they would have been...

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Mistress and Commander Ch 04

Mistress and Commander – Ch 4 Hard Her Service, Poor Her Payment Again, the voyage of Dread Sovereign, with love and heartbreak. No sex here, so strokers tune out. Sunday was Church day. As they stood no anchor watch the Saturday night (trusting that the law-abiding element controlled Stanley and its harbor), Margarethe and her crew exhibited little bleariness as they belted out the hymns and walked to the altar rail at the 8 a.m. Communion service. Finding an open restaurant, they had...

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Top Ten PantsSpunks ndash Miss Donna

I saw Her ad in the Sport – ‘model 42-28-36’ – and knew I had to go along. At that time I was used to Worship Sessions so it was less intimidating than it would have been at other times. Besides, once I was through the front door there was no going back.The receptionist would have known straightaway that I was a perv – dirty mac, baggy wank-trousers, flat cap, goggle-eye glasses, obviously a big wanker. I also had my case full of soiled dirty books that goes everywhere with me. Miss Donna was...

2 years ago
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Frank And Mandy

Frank Williams was just about through with his shower, and was letting the warm water beat down on his shoulders, when he heard door to the bathroom open. The shower scene from "Psycho" flashed through his mind, but he was quite sure it was not some maniac with a knife. He was right. "Daddy?" a sweet young voice said to him. He recognized the dulcet tones of his darling daughter, Mandy, and his cock started stiffening."Hi, Honey. Why don't you come in and join me?" The thought of what she would...

Incest
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Auntie Donna

She's a hairdresser and takes care of her self, painting her nails to match her outfit which would have been chosen and picked out the night before, her face is round and she seems to always have a smile on it no matter what she's doing and her looked after white teeth compliment it well.Donna has brown eyes and a button like nose. Okay, a little bit of history, when I was a young lad and wanking 4 or 5 times daily, Donna was a frequent fantasy in my head and i was always trying to get a...

2 years ago
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Il mio sogno di donna

IL MIO SOGNO DI DONNA La notte scorsa ho fatto un sogno meraviglioso: ho sognato di essere donna con il mio uomo arabo, di camminare nel sole in spiaggia, vestita di pochi veli, un due pezzi piuttosto succinto come costume da bagno e di mostrare al mondo la mia grazia e la mia devozione a lui e al maschio come signore supremo dell'universo. Di danzare con leggerezza, di muovermi muovendo le mie forme rotonde, burrose eppure leggiadre, di aprire la mia femminilit? prorompente fatta di c...

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Busted 4 The Day After Donna

(Continued from “Busted 3: Donna the babysitter”)Busted 4: The Day after DonnaThe next morning it was, as it always seemed on our typical summer vacations at the coast. We woke up slowly. The morning was overcast and grey with the normal marine layer that would burn off by ten o’clock or so. I cranked up the coffee machine, and made myself a double shot in a tall cup. I got out my radio and went out to the deck and enjoyed a smoke with my coffee. The radio station I always listen to is...

1 year ago
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Donna

"Donna" I had just finished my two years at community college and was ready to pack up and move out but decided to keep my apartment when I answered an add in the newspaper for a position opening dealing with files, records and doing computer work for a local insurance company. The work seemed easy and the starting pay was enough to get by on so after being offered the job I accepted and started work. I talked it over with my landlords, Bob and Doris Fuller that evening after...

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Sandy and Frank Ch 18

‘I swear that I floated back up those stairs because I don’t remember my feet touching the treads! The idea of wearing that little nightgown in front of the others would never have occurred to me, and if it had, I would have said ‘no way!’ However, Frank asked me so nicely and so lovingly to try it on for everyone. I did it, really, for him. Obviously, he was right for I was basking in the unqualified admiration of everyone and that approval from them really thrilled me. Also, the public...

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Mistress and Commander Ch 02

Mistress and Commander — Grey Seas Over Warning–This story may put you off your stroke. If you want a wanker, try elsewhere. I dedicate this story, with apologies, to Farley Mowat, founder of the Beaver Club of Amateur Naturalists, and like me, a writer (although a much better writer than I) who never let facts get in the way of truth. Pernambuco was a memory and Recife was long since pissed away with the last of the Kaiser draughts she had drunk on the beach. Margarethe Maria Ehrenreich...

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Mistress Sandy gets a sissy maid

I had been serving Mistress Sandy for about 6 months. I felt I had progressed well and felt Mistress had also. The fantasy of being a sissy maid had been one held for over 20 years, but not until the internet came along had I ever tried to actually find a Mistress or Master. Masters came easiest, but I quickly found they all wanted a sex slave, not a maid. However one of those Masters had a friend He felt I should meet. From the start Mistress Sandy admitted She had no knowledge of...

3 years ago
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Don and Donna

It never would have happened if Sis hadn't taken that job at summer camp. Or if Mom hadn't gone back to our old place for a week. Or maybe I was really ready for this to happen but just didn't know it yet. You see, we were just moving in to our new house. The moving van was in the drieway, a big long wide driveway with a basketball hoop off to one side. Mom had parked our own rental truck out on the street, because it was towing our car and she didn't want to try backing up with that...

2 years ago
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CD Mistress Cheyenne cant fight the craving for Candy

Almost two long weeks had passed since my first meeting with my new slave Candy. Our first encounter was special and my sexy new sub had not left my mind since he walked out of my door. His juicy ass and hard thick cock have filled my thoughts each day since. I had found myself wildly attracted to Candy and lusting for him constantly. After deciding that ten days was long enough to make him wait I called Candy to set up another meeting. His phone barely got a full ring out before he...

2 years ago
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CD Mistress Cheyenne cant fight the craving for Candy

Almost two long weeks had passed since my first meeting with my new slave Candy. Our first encounter was special and my sexy new sub had not left my mind since he walked out of my door. His juicy ass and hard thick cock have filled my thoughts each day since. I had found myself wildly attracted to Candy and lusting for him constantly. After deciding that ten days was long enough to make him wait I called Candy to set up another meeting. His phone barely got a full ring out before he...

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