Mckenna
4 years ago
All characters in this story is at least 18 years and older and made up!Mom Goes Camping With Son & Son's Friend.Chapter 1 It was a nice summer's day Mike and his friend Bill was talking about going on a camping trip. Up north because Bill's family had land up there with a cabin on 30 acres of land. Bill told Mike no one was going to be up there for the 4th of July how would you like to go camping for the weekend and you can bring your sexy mom Liz with you. I know you want to fuck her...
2 years ago
Mr. Labatt’s BMW on HWY 401, Ontario 6:42pm, Saturday, November 24, 1979 ‘What a fuckin’ awesome weekend!‘ I thought as four of the six key girls in my life were engaged in a flurry of various conversations as I drove Mr. Labatt’s B-mer back from Guelph on the 401 (Ontario’s equivalent to the Interstate System in the States). ‘I might as well not be in the car,’ I chuckled to myself as Shannon, Lynette, Zupena and Sammy regaled each other with their Friday night, Saturday morning escapades,...
1 year ago
Hi friends, please read the first part before proceeding to read this one. We reached the mechanic’s garage which was outside the town. It had a workstation on one side and a couple of rooms adjacent to it. I got down and stood there and he came after parking the bike. He invited me to the rooms which were attached to the garage, I entered and found it was a well-maintained living room with sofa and TV. I enquired whether he lived here to which he answered that he along with his cousin lived...
4 years ago
Read before series to understand this........Lee Neville, an influential Anglo-Indian from Dehradun had come in to the capital today, two days after Sonika's scorching fuck with Loria. He was a close friend of the Oil Minister and of late was busy influencing him to oppose the setting up of private 'petrol stations' by the government. Shatir was heavily dependent on that to expand his business. Shatir and Ripu were engaged with the Minister for quite some time now on this issue and had got him...
3 years ago
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4 years ago
My BFF Vanessa & I were thinking about going to a nudist camp. We had a few brochures & settled on one.My stepmother came into my room & saw the brochure. Kim what are you girls doing? A nudist camp? We just want to see what goes on.Would you mind if I went with? I've always wondered too.I looked at Vanessa, she shrugged her shoulders so I said OK. My stepmother Kate is in her early 40'sWhen we arrived at the camp we went to check in. We saw several people wearing nothing to just...
3 years ago
Labatt Guest House, London, Ontario 6:38am, Saturday, December 1, 1979 “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Dievs,” Zupena softly whispered as she rocked her butt and tightly squeezed thighs against my slumbering body, but with my morning wood unknowingly planted firmly in her warm, wet pussy. “What are you, ‘Oh Dievs-ing’, about 3-Z?” Lynette barely whispered over her shoulder at the blonde giantess to her rear. “Ohh, Mikhail, he ... Oh, Dievs,” Zupena whispered in Lynette’s ear. “No, he’s ... you’re not,”...
4 years ago
Hi friends, please read the previous 2 parts of the story before proceeding to this story. For those who have already read the previous parts, here you go. Just to set the premise in place for the readers, my car broke down while coming back from Pune to Mumbai near Lonavala. I called up one mechanic and towed my car to his garage. There I met another handsome and young mechanic and things lead to quick sex with him. This is the continuation of my experience. I am 37 years old now and having...
2 years ago
Often I have the same fantasy when I have something delivered, when a repair has to be done in my apartment or when I order a pizza. He (always a he) comes in, does what he has to do, I offer him something to drink and then I sit on my knees in no time between his legs. His (always very big cock) deep down my throat. This time no different. I had made an appointment for an annual service on my boiler. 'It will be the last address on Friday afternoon, says the friendly lady of the installation...
2 years ago
(Author’s Note: This chapter is heavy-duty sports oriented. There are a few important ‘non-sports’ details but be warned, this contains much basketball, volleyball and a little gymnastics action. I hope it is realistic and an enjoyable read. As the book title suggests, this chapter is mostly about Championships.) “Look in these eyes! These eyes don’t lie. And they say that if you don’t blink, Then you don’t die.” (The opening lyrics to Def Leppard’s, Undefeated.) Alumni Hall, Western...
3 years ago
Our second day at the nudist campVanessa was the first to waken. She woke me up then Kate got up. Vanessa wanted to get something to eat. What's the dress code? I was like what do you mean? The dress code Vanessa said. Do we have to wear clothes? Kate was a little puzzled. Is this the same girl I had to take her bikini bottoms off yesterday? I hardly sleep last night. All I kept thinking about was you. You were such an exhibitionist walking back to the room without any clothes, cum & all on...
3 years ago
Babua was a poor bicycle mechanic. His immovable property consisted of a small bicycle repair garage and an adjacent small plot of land in which his earthen walled, thatch roofed hut stood. In his hut there was a window and a door made of flattened bamboo sheets. The door had no provision of locking because it was meaningless to put a lock in a bamboo made door. Latching facility was of course there. Cats, dogs and other animals were to be restricted from entering the house because Babua’s...
2 years ago
My old black mechanic That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere. My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow. Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man came to check my car. The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would...
2 years ago
My old black mechanic That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere.My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow.Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man came to check my car.The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me...
4 years ago
It was like any other morning,I got up got the breakfast ready and see about my little daughter.But that morning I was very horny and said to myself I must get fucked this morning.Then I remember the young mechanic who have a crush on me since he was about 9yrs old.Lol.....I could remember one day he watch me and said to me lets go up in the cane field I just lol at him and what wrong with this little boy ,he want to do big man thing. Never thought about him again for some years.Then one day I...
2 years ago
We only have a few hours left before we had to leave to catch our flight home. We had to get breakfast.We slept through the rest of the afternoon & night. Who could blame us?I was done showering. Vanessa said it was OK for Kim to go next. There's always plenty of hot water in a hotel.Kim & I had a towel wrapped around us. That's the most we've been covered in 2 days. It almost felt funny. We were sharing the mirror fixing our hair & putting our makeup on. We talked a little about...
4 years ago
My sweet girlfriend Helena sounded mad when she called me.She told me she was a bit distracted while driving Jorge’s van and she had crashed another car from behind. She claimed it was her fault; but she was worried about the reaction of her loving husband when he would find out about this matter.Helena had only one and just one advantage: her loving hubby was away from town; so she could have some time to fix the matter before Jorge could knew it…I told her to calm down; I would go with her to...
2 years ago
Marc counts the minutes as they tick by on the clock. Working Sunday shifts sits on his list of favorite things to do just under exploratory dental surgery. He calls it the slug shift. Slow and completely unproductive.Sitting in front of a blank monitor with his hands just laying on the keyboard, Marc counts his teeth; he touches the tip of his tongue to each tooth that he counts. Playing with his teeth in this manner during this dull moment he realizes that the mostly empty office smells like...
4 years ago
That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere.My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow.Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man got out and approached to check my car.The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me under...
4 years ago
Last hot summer, on a June weekend, after doing some aerobics workout at a Fitness Club, and then shopping at the nearby stores, I saw a tented area in the large parking lot of the shopping center. There was a large banner: "Free Car Care Clinic for Ladies" for minor services, questions and answers. From 9am to 3pm. The ASE certified car mechanic, a gorgeous buxom lactating Carla Lennox, was showcasing her auto mechanic skills and services. On a hot weekend, under tented area, at a nearby...
3 years ago
I had been dealing with that mechanic workshop through the years and knew everyone that had worked on my cars. I had also dealt with these guys personally, because I knew how they treated the women that came to their place. I did not want to get Anita exposed to that environment.I had to pick up my car after some repairs they had done; but that afternoon Ana texted me, saying she was free early and would go to see the mechanic to recover the car.I could not texted back, because my phone...
