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As Brent moved the plane from the hanger to the runway, Melanie suddenly felt a sense of freedom. She knew it was only temporary, but she resolved to not think about work for the whole weekend. It was a beautiful day to be flying. As the plane ascended, Marcie looked down at the patchwork quilt of the central Iowa farmland. Green crops, interspersed with yellow patches of oat crops and pastureland, spread as far as her eye could see. The engine noise made conversation difficult, but she...
This story is about Marcie and her experiences after she caught her husband cheating. She knew about the cheating before they were married and she had agreed to an open marriage. Marcie was a faithful wife even though her husband was not faithful to her. Her husband, Jack Nelson, broke the golden rule and had a woman in Marcie's bed. Marcie caught them, beat the woman, slapped her husband and took off to Miami for a few days. Enter Javon, a suave young black man who was there when she needed a...
MILF100% fiction! Chapter I (Faith’s Party) Marcie, my beautiful, beautiful 18 year old daughter, with dark brown hair as bright and glossy as a sable’s pelt, enchanting hazel eyes, the face of an angel and a budding body that would drive young men crazy; small high proud breasts, a wisp of a waist and flaring hips, a cute derriere, rounded and full, my daughter Marcie. She was smart as a whip, too, a straight A student, I was so very, very proud of her. She was my pride and joy. My wife had been...
IncestOn the Monday morning following our exciting Saturday afternoon with Steve, Traci and I had to return to the mundane world of work. Traci was employed as a receptionist for a large investment firm. She spent her day answering the telephone, greeting clients and getting coffee or water for everyone but herself. She wasn't thrilled about her job, but she realized that her situation was the result of her own choices. While majoring in modern dance had been fun and fulfilling, it hadn't been a...
CuckoldMarcie and Jane waited in the drive while Laura parked the car in her garage. The garage was just too narrow for anyone but the driver to get out of once inside. Jane was visibly nervous as they waited for Laura to let them into the house, leaning against the brick wall and adopting a phony pose while trying to look casual. She had one foot back on the wall, knee bent; leaning on one shoulder, a hand in her pocket while crouching down with her back resting against the wall—none of it looked...
In retrospect, Marcie would later admit that both her morality and common sense were on vacation when she visited Laura’s home in Boston. Marcie and Laura were closer than ever after Marcie’s experiences with men, which for the most part she enjoyed immensely. However, Marcie felt that she owed her entire sex life to her roomie since it was Laura who steered her into her first male encounter and encouraged her to try the others afterward. And with mid-terms over with, Laura offered...
Marcie & Erskine Despite her prolonged sexual activities of the previous night, Marcie was the first of the girls to wake up and after donning a tee shirt and skirt; she brushed her teeth and applied a basic application of lipstick, forgoing any of the usual foundation makeup she normally used because she was starving for something to eat. She went into the kitchen and made some coffee, poured a glass of grapefruit juice and put two slices of bread into the toaster. She was taking a...
Marcie met Aniah, the teenage daughter of the couple who lived downstairs from her on coming home from shopping. Aniah was a pretty girl; soft and curvy and bookish, a polite and soft spoken sixteen-year old with just blossoming breasts, knowing eyes and a very sensual mouth. Marcie had ogled the girl from the very first time she’d seen her. I’m not a sex addict, Marcie told herself. I like sex; nothing wrong with that. But this one’s just a kid. Oh, but I bet she’s experienced. No---no,...
The noise level increased in the living room with the kids being around more; so both Trish and I moved our work/study areas to one of the upstairs bedrooms where we could shut the door for quiet. I took one side of the room, and Trish the other. One of the side benefits of our temporary shared office space was that there was a bed in the room. The first day we were actually in the room together, I shut the door and looked at Trish. She looked at me, and we were in bed making love a minute...
They were in Marcie’s apartment. “My parents are getting suspicious, Marcie,” Aniah whined as she gnawed at a cuticle. “How so?” “I’m not sure, but I think it’s this neighbor, Mrs. Vincentia. She’s awfully nosy. She watches everything that goes on around here, so I think maybe she...” After a moment’s thought, Marcie said, “I belong to a gym. I could bring you in as my guest. There are plenty of opportunities to do whatever we want without being spied on, and if anyone asks, you’re...
Meanwhile, Marcie met with less success than Mark; having settled in at a Tampa lounge as the 9 to 2 weekly piano gig Tuesday through Saturday. Her previous work with the recording group had phased out and it was the only job available, and needing to eat, she took it. But she was also undergoing a different transition as well. Her sexual appetite was growing. Marcie had always enjoyed sex with both men and women. She had experimented along the way, at one point taking on five men at a...
Victoria-72 YR Old Hottie-Part 4; Mary & Marcie.This is part four of a series. Not sure how many parts there will be but there will be a part five.I just could not imagine what Mary could be doing that was so naughty that she deserved a spanking on our next visit. Vicky was still out of town and returning in 4 days and left me voice mails that she expected to be fucked properly upon her return or she was going to have to troll Wal-Mart for a substitute. There was no way I was going to let...
The two girls were leaving the auditorium following a rehearsal for the Fall concert the University held every October. Laura decided to tease Marcie as it was almost her favorite pastime other than sexual activity. “So technically you’re still a virgin, right, Marcie?” “What do you mean technically?” Laura laughed and said, “I mean, you ain’t been boned in your cooch. That’s what I mean.” Marcie felt the flush spreading upward and knew her face revealed her embarrassment at being put in...
Marcie was still recovering from the previous night’s celebration. Her pussy was deliciously sore and aftershocks from her many orgasms—if one could call them that—continued popping up at the most inopportune times, like when her parents were taking her to eat lunch that day. She would be graduating with honors; notwithstanding, she had not found a job as yet and sat down at her computer to continue her search for employment as a musician/pianist the moment her parents left for home. To...
One month later ... A cocktail party at developer, Hughie Jennings home, Barry Borelli, a City Councilmen and Attorney was about to explain his marriage to Mark. “Try this scotch, Newlin. It’s one of the best available; single malt, eighteen years old and I guarantee it will go down as smooth as silk.” Mark glanced at Borelli’s wife Scotia, who had a glass of white wine, and then accepted the crystal glass and took a sip. “Mmmm, you weren’t kidding. It does feel like...
Marcie was having her nails done when she realized that Aniah had apparently lost interest in men—sexually. It was true that when pressed the girl said emphatically that she liked a cock in her; but thinking back, Marcie recalled having spotted good-looking males Aniah’s age or slightly older, and calling her attention to them while pointing out their obvious attributes on several occasions. Marcie had even gone so far as to draw the teen’s attention to which side the young men had slung...
Marcie found herself back at school without her roomie, Laura. She found herself growing lonely without her best friend and lover, and eventually became bored by what was on the TV and went for a stroll. A block or so from her dorm apartment, she heard a piano being played and followed the music until she determined it was coming from a particular window on the second floor of 145 Frontis Street. An etude by Chopin was being played and played well. Marcie stopped and listened. She was still...
Aniah was a thorn, albeit a pleasant one, in Marcie’s side. She knew that sooner or later their sexual proclivities would be found out, most likely by her parents, and that would mean possible criminal charges, and at the very least, having to find another place to live. And then there was Mark. She liked him very much and hoped that something might come from meeting him. It was unbelievable how understanding he’d been when she told him about her addiction. He could have taken her that...
The following day Marcie acted on Gerri’s advice and found the therapist she recommended named Rudy Dersherwitz. We join them as he explains his theories on how to treat someone considered a sexual addict. “Yes, Marcie all too often the therapist focus on altering sexual behavior rather than accepting and befriending this part of themselves and learning to control it rather than having it controlling them.” His words hit her like a blow to the head. And what followed Marcie found she...
The following Wednesday Mark took Marcie on their first real date. The Vietnamese restaurant, Pho Cali, located at the foot of Bednarik Crossing, a half block from Coyne’s Steakhouse where Marcie played piano nightly. Marcie bought a little black dress especially for the evening. It was a little too short and a little too clingy and it cost twice what she’d intended on paying, but it was perfect for the evening she had in mind. The slinky black dress combined with black thigh highs, her only...
When Alex got home from work on Friday afternoon, he didn’t expect his fourteen year old daughter, Marcie, to be there already. Something else he never expected was to find her sunbathing nude on a beach towel on the deck at the rear of the house. It was two weeks into the girl’s summer break, and the dark-haired young beauty was already tanned a deep shade of burnt cinnamon except for the tan lines left from the bikini she wore around her mother’s house. Alex had been expecting to go pick her...
Note : This story is completely fictional! My girlfriend seemed shy and reserved when she came overt. She had been away on a family vacation to a farm upstate, and I had been alone more than a week. I thought she would fly into my arms and show me how much she had missed me, but she could only give me a simpering grin as she looked up at me through her eyelashes. She had made it past my family OK and we were in my room. This was usual practice, as the my family watched football most nights and...
IncestVisit my blog. My new cock—a gift from a naughty fairy called Bean Sidhe, but who insisted on being called B—hardened at the sight of my fourteen-year-old daughter Belinda walking into my classroom. She was in my first class after lunch, her brown hair in the cutest pigtails. She had such an innocent face, her blue eyes wide. She had inherited my breasts, and they were large, pressing at her pink babydoll t-shirt. “Hi, Mom,” she said then paused, cocking her head. “There’s something...
Melanie was concerned about her boss. She wasn't her cheerful self when she came in that morning. Throughout the morning, she occasionally heard what sounded like sniffles coming from her office. She couldn't stand it any longer. She had to see if Marcie needed her. She entered her office and closed the door. "Marcie, are you all right?" "I'm fine. I'll be o.k. Thanks." "Are you sure? You look really sad." "Oh, Melanie. I appreciate your interest but I can't talk about...
It's mid July and school is out and to earn a little extra cash I have begun tutoring a few students in need of help. So far I have been working with three students, two girls and one boy. They come to my home for two to three hours on different days to get help with thier studies. Today is Wednesday and Marcie is scheduled for the afternoon for help with her anatomy class. She has been here three times so far, but she's running late today. When she arrived I showed her in and we were getting...
When the befuddled Marcie woke up sometime around five AM in the morning, the girl from the holding tank still had her heavy leg over her hip and she could feel the pretty woman's hands resting softly on her expensive designer skirt made from the finest leather of supple texture. She felt a bit dirty but it was more from not having a proper shower before going to sleep not from any guilt from the awkward position of lesbian implications. In fact, she was glad that the person called...
Marcie did such a good job of pleasing the warden and all the other top guards that she was allowed to work in the library and not in the God-awful laundry or the machine shop where accidents were known to happen when one of the “new girls” didn’t show the proper respect or a have a good attitude for the old-timers with lots of tricks up their sleeves. She wondered why her bail hadn’t been posted yet and assumed it was just a mix-up because of the holidays. At least her indignities and her...
Everyone froze as Chandra Korrapati, the Washington High School’s principal and the mother of the fourteen-year-old student sucking on my nipple, walked into my classroom. My new girl-cock was buried to the hilt in my own daughter’s newly deflowered pussy. Fear spiked through me as the Indian woman with the same red-brown skin as her daughter closed the door behind me. She was a graceful, older woman, wearing a blue-gray pantsuit and a white, silk blouse, a necklace of pearls about her neck....
The Perfect Hubby 1: Marc to Marcie By Sharon Masterman Billy was a model husband when we first got married. He did his share of the cooking and housework. He was gentle and loving in bed. And he was totally faithful. Then things changed. He stopped cooking and doing housework, and insisted I wait on him hand and foot. He became rough and aggressive in bed. And he started cheating on me. Some nights he came home late, other nights he didn't come home at all. When I...
Mark arrived at Fay’s house right at two in the afternoon. Arianna’s Mazda was out front, so he parked his Accord in the driveway. Arianna answered the door. He’d seen her at the Prom, but hadn’t really talked to her in several weeks. “Hey, loverboy,” she said, grabbing his arms. She pulled herself up on tiptoes and kissed him on the mouth. “I’ve missed you!” “Well hello to you too, Arianna,” he had to smile. It was true; Fay had told him she wanted to fuck him. He hadn’t believed her but...
"How do you want me?" Karen asked. We were both naked, and the summer breeze was caressing my balls. We first tried placing her left foot on one of the benches, and I scrunched down to line us up. I had one hand on her back and the other one on her ass, as I eased in. "What's wrong?" she asked, when I stopped. "It's not working," I said, pulling out. My need was great, but paled compared to the possibility of hurting her. Karen demonstrated that her need was just as great as mine....
It was Thursday when Mark got the call, but it was Scotia, not Marcie. “Hi Mark, how are you?” she asked, somewhat coyly. “I’m fine, how are you?” he countered, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice. “Good, really, good” big pause. “How do you feel?” He asked sincerely. “Oh, I’m fine. Fully recovered. You were quite good at what ... um, we did together. I ached and hurt for a day or so, but nothing was damaged and in two days I was as good as new.” she said very matter of...
“Have you seen the new IT guy yet Marcie?” my friend and colleague Bianca came barreling into my office just before lunch.“As a matter of fact I have,” I started to say“I’ll bet he’s a tomcat in bed, all nerdy guys fall into one of two categories you know,”“Bianca,” I said trying to stop her.“Most of them are so grateful that you’ve paid any attention to them at all that they’re willing to eat your pussy for hours without asking for anything in return.”“Bianca,” I said again trying to stop...
Mrs. Fatima Samara I clutched my harem to me as the clock struck midnight. The year ended. A new one begin. My daughters, niece, and sister were naked, smeared in my cum. I tried to love all my pregnant women before I had to repay my debt to the futa-fairy. To Leanan Sidhe. Despite the spurting futa-jizz and the gasping orgasms, dread had permeated me all day. Now a warmth billowed through me, seizing me from beyond our world. It cradled my soul in gentle hands, drawing me away from my...
Of the Adventures of John and Holly Part 37: Light My Fire A few months passed before we broke our pledge of monogamy. Seriously, In this house, with Stephanie and Sandy just a few feet away, that’s quite an accomplishment. I bet if you put Stephanie in a convent, in a month you would have a whole bunch of bi-curious nuns. Of course it was Stephanie that ended our monogamous relationship. It didn’t matter though; Holly and I had gotten back the confidence in our relationship that had...
Of the Adventures of John and Holly Part 21: Marathon It was Fall break. For those that don’t know, fall break is like a mini spring break, its only three days off, compounded with a weekend, to give everyone a break after the first two months of school. Time off school naturally meant parties everywhere. I just got off from my last class of the day, Holly, Sandy, and Stephanie should be home. I walk in the door to the apartment. “Hello?” I say, searching for any of them. I hear a...
There’s No Just HollyHolly had become an object of fantasy in my mind. I knew she wasn’t my type at all; she was too buttoned down, too straight laced, too stuck on her prim propriety. It might have been the way her perpetually gray skirt clung to a perpetually perfect ass. It might have been because she was one of the only girls in the office I hadn’t fucked after some night out drinking after work. The others I hadn’t been with weren’t my type either, but that was more a function of how they...
Chapter 1 I don't know about you but whenever I've had an attractive and young nurse giving me attention when I go to the doctor's office, it's all I can do to keep my hands off of her and try not to seduce her right there in the examining room. Well, that usually works, but not the last time I went to see my doctor. Holly isn't beautiful but she's very cute. Do you know what I'm talking about?? A young woman who's got a nice body (the girl at the eye shop is another example) and a...
My name is Paul, and I have worked at GMAF for about five years. I am 28, and have worked my ass off trying to get ahead. There is an opening for a junior vice- president, and I intend to have it. There are others in line for the same position, but I believe that I am the most qualified. If not as qualified, at least, more determined. I earn a very good wage, but since I was married a year ago, we could certainly use the extra money. A fourteen hundred dollar a month mortgage, and two car...
I had known Holly for years. I first met her when she and her roommate Bethany were laying out at the pool at my apartment complex. I tried to act cool, stepping from my poolside apartment out on to the sundeck in my swimming trunks. Bethany peered up from her chase lounge, her top unfastened, as she lay on her stomach, working on her tan lines. I pulled up a chaise lounge about ten feet away, spread out my towel, liberally rubbed some suntan oil over my body and positioned myself on my...
First Time* "Mr. Summers, do you have anything to say to the court before I pronounce sentence?" "I guess not, Your Honor." "Very well. The Court has some discretion in sentencing for cases like yours. I could remand you to the custody of the County Prison System for a period of up to twelve months. When I first saw your juvenile record, I was tempted to do just that. However, your last brush with the law occurred when you were fifteen years old. Since then, you have not been in trouble,...
Tags: romanceA story of self-discovery, generosity, and young love.PLEASE NOTE: This story originally appeared on another website as part of a holiday-themed story collection by various writers. If you are looking for a porn story, you will be disappointed. If you are looking for a lot of wild sex, you will be disappointed. But if you are looking for a tale of romance and generosity, a story about growth and selflessness, I hope you will read and enjoy. I would be remiss if I did not thank my...
We were 8 months past our 17th birthday when I was sent to spend Christmas with mom and Holly. Dad and his most recent trophy were off screwing at some beach resort so he was glad to dump me on the female side of my family. Since I hadn’t seen them for almost two years Mom was excited to have me near but my sister treated me like an irritant in her busy life. I didn’t know her friends, I didn’t have a part in her world and the only thing she and I had in common was our birthday. To say I...
It was early Christmas morning; actually it was 1:30am, when Holly awoke and heard and rustle, she couldn`t place where it was coming from. Suddenly she spotted a figure emerge from around the bedroom door. She knew it wasn’t Luke as he had his firm cock nestled along the crack of her bum cheeks; Holly could tell Luke was dreaming of one of the video`s they had watched on xhamster last night.Suddenly the figure approached the edge of the bed and you Holly saw that it was Flasher974 Santa; he...
When I opened her front door, she was there waiting for me. She was on her knees, legs spread wide open, their flesh dimpled with goose bumps from being pressed to the cold tiles of the foyer.Her hands were held behind her back in a submissive posture, elbows clasped. There was a slight bulge to her cheeks, and a glimpse of something pink between her teeth: a pair of her own panties.The underwear in her mouth was the closest thing my slave had to clothing at the moment. The rest of her was...
Jeff Dodge had the most remarkable life. He lived with two women, and they all shared a bed. It started about a year ago when he met his girlfriend Kate. She was pretty sexual and bordered on being a nymphomaniac.She liked to experiment with all different ways of making love. Her appetite was relatively high, and Jeff couldn't keep up with her desires. Instead of cheating on her boyfriend with another man, she instead found a girlfriend.She wasn't a lesbian but had lesbian tendencies. ...
ThreesomesOf the Adventures of John and Holly Part 28: The Separation Holly had the chance to study abroad, and she took it. She was going to be gone for a month in Europe. This was our last night together before she left early in the morning. We were sitting at the table, having just finished dinner. “I have to go a whole month without you?” I asked her, still coming to terms with her impending absence. “I know baby, I’ll miss you so much” Holly said. “I don’t want you moping around wishing I was...
It was Simon’s turn to drive the pair of them to work. “How did Holly take her score now she’s had the chance to sleep on it?” he asked. “She’s a little disappointed with her 4.9,” Alex said. “The people at the CAP testing place said she was still young and her score should improve as she gets older. Most teenagers score higher at later tests.” “They told Esther the same.” “A 4.9 means she’ll have to find a sponsor. I’m sorry to push you on this, Simon, but I think you should take her. She...
Holly Madison stopped pacing as she caught sight of herself in the large mirror in the living room. She was standing across the room, far enough away from the mirror to see a full view of herself. Her huge breast swaying with her movements. Holly’s eyes glittered. She saw how provocative she looked. She stood about five feet five inches tall with long, thick, flowing black hair, a small sculpted nose, full lips. She had a flat stomach and a narrow waist that flared out to womanly hips and...
MILFJohn Lucas couldn't bear it another day. He had to do something. She was driving him crazy. He shouldn't be pacing back and forth in his bedroom, wondering what his student looked like naked. He had to distract himself. This was so wrong.He thought about his sex life, and his love life. He thought about his classes for tomorrow. He thought about the girl students. Yes, he was very guilty of masturbating to thoughts of a few of them. There was Alyssa, the honey-blond who wore tiny skirts and...
TabooIt was the middle of another busy week, a Wednesday afternoon, when Jerry called me at the office to let me know that he and Jennifer had to go to the kid’s school for a parent-teacher’s conference and wouldn’t make it to Happy Hour. I understood and told them that I would see them that night, if they didn’t get back too late. I still had a couple of hours work left to do before leaving and didn’t have to worry about what time I left. Finally, around six-thirty, I decided I’d had enough and I’d...
MatureOur parents separated when Holly and I were five. Mom and dad fought over us viciously until some son-of-a-bitch divorce judge split me and my twin sister, I went to dad, she to mom. We were property, like furniture or cars. Dad got the Harley and boy; mom got the Ford and girl. We grew up apart, only occasionally getting the opportunity to be together during summer breaks, or maybe on one of the big holidays. Even though we were twins I really didn’t know her; what she was like, how she...
I was laying down when the knock on the door got me out of bed. I checked my hair in the mirror. She was here. The beautiful girl I’d suddenly fallen for, my heart rushed to my throat every time she spoke my name. the way she walked, the way she talked, the cute way she’d play with her hair when we sat together, everything made my heart beat her name again and again. I opened the door and saw what I was hoping for. Her beautiful blonde curls bounced around as she switched from one foot to...
I was laying down when the knock on the door got me out of bed. I checked my hair in the mirror. She was here. The beautiful girl I’d suddenly fallen for, my heart rushed to my throat every time she spoke my name. the way she walked, the way she talked, the cute way she’d play with her hair when we sat together, everything made my heart beat her name again and again. I opened the door and saw what I was hoping for. Her beautiful blonde curls bounced around as she switched from one foot to...
Group Sex“Hey Gina.” “What, Marcie?” “I recently stumbled upon this website called CHYOA...” “Uhu...is that something you can eat?” “From a certain point of view. Its a site where authors share stories with each other. There is also a focus on choosing your own path. Basically it's like one of these Choose your own adventure books all of us read as a child.” “Do I look like a nerd to you? So it's a place for loser nerds to connect with other loser nerds, sounds perfect for you.” “Actually, there is...
My Aunt Holly was flying in from the coast to attend my graduation from high school. She was proud of me because I had been accepted at her alma mater. The last time I saw Aunt Holly was five years ago when I entered eighth grade in middle school. Aunt Holly always treated me so nice, taking me to the movies and even amusement parks. We both would ride the thrill rides, just as I was tall enough to pass the 'must be this tall' sign.My mom did not like my dad's sister, saying Holly was too...
IncestOne afternoon the telephone was ringing. When I picked it up I heard a voice that I hadn't heard in over five years. It was my cousin Holly. After a bit of idle chit chat in which she included the information that she was pregnant with her second c***d she asked to meet some place for lunch. A time and place a place was agreed upon. I arrived a little late at the restaurant. I spotted Holly already seated at a table. It was only when she sturggled to push herself up off the seat did I see how...
People look at my wife and then they look at me and wonder why in the world is that gorgeous woman with him. Most would never believe the real reason; they assume that I have a twelve inch cock or a super long tongue, but the real reason is that I let her be what she is - an absolute slut. I give her love, a comfortable home and I let her be who she is. Holly has always been a slut. She had her cherry popped by her stepfather. She liked it so instead of running to her mother to tell on him she...