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The next day at work, Christine waited until Janice came in. Janice's face was glowing and she hummed a sweet tune as she walked in the office. Karen raised a brow. "I see someone must have gotten lucky last night." Janice laughed. "Maybe." "Ah did Tom call you?" Christine giggled. "Uh no, I don't need Tom in my life you know." "Oh? So who's the mystery man?" Karen asked curiously. "That's for me to know and for you to never find out," Janice teased. "Aww come on...
Introduction: originally posted under Unknown User Its been two weeks since we had that afternoon interlude and Susan has called, faxed, emailed or voice mailed me every day with sexual suggestions and innuendoes. So far Ive resisted the urge to give in to her suggestions. Dont get me wrong, she was incredible. Ive never met anyone with a sexual appetite such as hers. Its just that I have been more than satisfied as of late. Christine and I sat down that same evening and talked about what had...
Christine had invited her friend for a sleep over knowing full well that I had the hots for her, just one look at her firm 40inch chest could reduce me to a wreck. Christine breasts were a nice size considering her slim frame about 36c if I recall set off with a delicate candy pink nipple that was to die for. I had an idea that Christine was trying her best to match me up with her mate Sharon and I did not plan on this. Whilst watching the video the two girls were doing there best to...
"Mom? I'm home," Christine said cheerfully as she walked into her house that evening. Her first day of work went smoothly. "Mom?" She repeated but her mother was nowhere in sight. Christine kicked off her shoes, took off her cap and went to the kitchen to pour herself a drink when suddenly she felt a strong hand cover her mouth. She gasped and her eyes widened. "Shhh little sis. Mom's not home right now. We have the house to ourselves." David's deep voice whispered in her ear. His...
Val Smyth was still glowing after the fucking that nineteen-year-old Seb Connors had given her the previous night when she phoned her friend Christine Illingworth. "Hi Chris, well I did it," announced Val."Did what?" asked a still sleepy Christine."Fucked Seb Connors of course," replied Val."Shit, you didn't, was he good?" asked the mid-fifties Christine of her similar-aged friend."Yeah, fucking amazing, I told him that you fancy him too," said Val."You did, what did he say?" responded the now...
MatureLast night I stopped at Christine's, when I got there she was watching the tv, so I put my arm round her kissed her on lips & moved my hand towards her ginger minge moving her knickers to one side finger fucking her, I opened her dressing gown & pulling her nighty up feeling her tits I then got her a lay down on the settee I was feeling her all over kissing her then sucking her tits with my fingers in her cunt, then she said it fuck me please so I got up removed my jeans & underwear...
Let me tell you, the rest of the afternoon was pretty fucking tense. All three of us knew something would be happening later but we, well mom anyway, acted as if nothing of the sort was afoot. By about 5:00 o’clock, the guys had had a few more beers and decided to go in to watch the end of a game on the golf channel. Good, check!About an hour later, mom and Christine go in to get supper for the k**s but we’re not hungry and decide to pass. Mom goes downstairs to offer dinner to the guys, comes...
Christine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked...
Normally, she was on time before the bell, but instead she decided “why not make an entrance being late”. So the late bell had rung and she walked into her homeroom class. She took her seat which was located in the back, where she noticed a new student. The girl was sitting in the seat next to hers. So she made her way to her seat and looked at the girl, getting better details. The girl was pretty. She had luscious brown hair that looked incredibly smooth, fair even skin tone, her uniform...
As the weeks went on, Christine didn't eat or talk much. She'd lost weight and her pretty face was so pale. She would think about Janice every single day. Though she fought hard not to keep loving her she couldn't help it. Janice had been the only person that had made her heart melt. Christine had been getting very sick. The constant throwing up began to worry her. She figured it was just stress from quitting the job she loved and losing the woman of her dreams. "You're not too well....
A word about each lady … My wife Christine is 50, has dark hair, blue eyes, is about 5’ 6’ and weights bout 120. She has a flat tummy, tight body, 36 D enhanced tits, an amazingly tight squishy and waxed pussy, and an asshole that devours tongues and cocks. I often share her as we pick up guy(s) and girls after our nights out in Chicago. Our daughter Jen is 24, short blonde hair, smooth flawless skin, flat tummy and she also keeps her pussy waxed. I have been fucking Jen since she was...
Paul Barker was of two minds about his daughter moving back into the family home after finally giving up on her no-good bum of a husband. He and his wife, Jessie, had expressed strong doubts at the time, but the headstrong 18 year old had eloped and run off to Reno and, when they returned, it was too late for their cooler heads to prevail. She was married, and had already been pregnant. The baby girl, whom the proud parents named Christine, was born six months after the elopement. No honest...
I often say this when writing about Christine - if you haven't previously read about my encounters with her then it will probably help to go back and read some. Christine isn't a fictional character created for the benefits of these pages - she's 100% real and all my stories are completely true, told as accurately as I can recall and without any embellishment whatsoever.Folklore would have you believe that there are women out there who guys can call on at any given time for sex and I'm sure...
Christine DiesIt was with some reluctance that Yuri finally agreed commission a statue of the sex slave he had murdered with his own hands by burying her alive. Stipulations: she must be life-size; completely naked; realistic to the last detail. No other material but gold was good enough. There were enough photographs of Christine in her nakedness so that lack of realism would never be an issue, and as for gold - Yuri's fortune could purchase the most glamorous of living women and would have no...
Christine awoke in the middle of the night. Jonny was fast asleep next to her, but she only knew because she could feel his warm body pressed against hers, under the blankets. The room was pitch black, it was the middle of the night. There was movement in Jonny’s bedroom, though. Christine couldn’t place it. ‘Elizabeth?’ she said softly. There was a sharp intake of breath. Christine’s eyes were adjusting a bit to the dark, and she could make out Elizabeth’s figure, near the door. ‘I’m gonna...
Christine was four years younger than I. She was a petite woman. Only 5’1” in height. She weighed a mere 99 pounds. However. She was all woman. Hot blooded. passionate, sexually provocative and was fascinated with men who packed larger than average equipment.I met Christine at a party at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. She presented as a lively, intelligent, professional woman. She was a CPA with a major national firm. During the event, I began to put the move on her. I was not the only man trying. She...
“Where’s your aunt?” my mom aks.“She’s just cleaning a little getting coffee and desert ready” I answer. Smiling all the while. A few minutes go by and Christine yells out“Mark, coffee’s ready, can you give me a hand please”Of course I practically run to the kitchen and Christine is still at the cutting board, coffee cups all lined up, cappuccino machine going. “How can I help you aunt Christine?” I ask going behind her and rubbing her ass very gently. “Hmm, don’t please, It’ll show that I’m...
I'd just finished playing tennis and had headed into the small changing room at the courts. The club was small and owned by an old lady called Mrs Queen, there was only the two courts. Danny said goodbye. I could hear him talking to someone outside.Christine had decided to come and meet me. I heard Danny tell her I was in the changing room, I then heard Christine talking to Mrs Queen.“I'll get him to lock up.” Christine told Mrs Queen. “Just get him to post the keys through my door.” Mrs Queen...
Quickie SexWhere were we? Oh yes. Christine just kept on driving after I had made her cum in her car while she was driving me home. But as the other story says, she wanted me to be her slave for a few hours. You might remember Christine. Long legged aunt, who always wear skirts and nylons that just clings to her skin. So I sit back in the Mercedes’ warmed leather seats and I let her take charge. She’s driving, and I turn around a little, ogling her. Her breasts are pointing forward and, since she just...
Cette histoire vient de mon imaginaire…Même si les personnages sont inspiré de connaissance ^^Quand elle arrive chez elle, sa grand-mère demanda « alors cette journée ? »« Que de surprise Mamie et j’espère que celle de demain va m en réserver plus »Les choses qu’elle avait vu hier, l’avait très excité, elle eu du mal à dormir, sa petite chatte était encore chaude et collante, elle repensa aux bites qu’elle avait vu, la façon dont elles rentraient dans une femme puis s’endormie dans sa chambre,...
My eyes slowly started to open as I could feel a beam of light on my face. Soon I opened my eyes before putting my hand above my eyes to block off the light. I realized it was the sun coming through drapes that I didn't recognize. I quickly sat up looking around the bedroom I was in but nothing was familiar. "What the hell?" I said softly as I continued to scan the room. I started to feel cold when I looked down seeing that I was completely naked. I started to panic as I looked around the...
In the previous part of this story, my mom had confided some pretty hot stuff about aunt Christine at my mom’s wedding. Which left me in an uncomfortable state, if I might put it that way. But life is not a never ending sex fiesta. Life normally is, err normal (having a slow day here people but stay with me). Just to put you back in context, this is around the holiday period and we’re planning our own, intimate family Christmas party. Just our own closely knit family. My mom, my dad, 2 sisters,...
Chapter One -----I was 34 at the time and my husband is one year older. We had booked a seven day cruise that island hopped around the Caribbean. We were to visit five different islands during the week long trip. We were looking forward to getting away from the snow and cold and enjoy the sunny warm weather of the Caribbean.First, I must tell you a little about my husband and myself. If you have read any of my previous stories, you know that we have a very open relationship when it comes to...
vendredi 22 décembredernier jour du boulot avant les vacances, j'avais prévenu christine que je lui réservait un petit cadeau de noel!18h, tout le monde est parti à part les agents d'entretiens, je me dirige vers le bureau de christine! J'entre sans frapper, elle est au téléphone avec son mari, il lui reproche d'etre toujours au bureau, je lui fais signe de raccrocher, ce qu'elle fait rapidement! elle se leve, elle est superbe, chemisier bleu ciel, pull et pantalon bleu foncé, escarpins bleus,...
Aaah, the Caribbean!! From the moment Donna stepped out of the plane on to the steps she was in heaven. The bright sun, the soothing wind, the open space, the palm trees. She almost immediately stopped worrying and knew this was what she had yearned for for a long, long time. Her daughters were equally enthusiastic, taking up the surroundings with a big smile just like she did. The walk from the plane to the gates across the landing strip in the open air was odd, but totally fitted the...
Warning: Please ensure that you have read Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of that posting. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain * * * * * After lunch on Day 1, the bikinis came out… Rick could hardly believe his eyes, the eye-candy was so rich and plentiful! Wherever he looked, there was a Collins woman swaying her ass seductively backwards and forwards as she walked on by, or stretched out across the flat deck of the yacht to soak up the sun’s...
Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain Rick could hardly get his mind around any of this. It seemed too strange and bizarre to believe, too utterly surreal, and yet it was all happening right in...
Jen started to cum. And she dug her nails into Steve’s back. And kept her legs locked around Steve’s waist. And she screamed as everything went white. Her orgasm overtook her. Jen left her boyfriend’s house early. Like usual. She enjoyed the sex they just had but was going to miss him on his business trip to Puerto Rico. She got in the car and drove away. By the time she got on 66 she noticed a note under the windshield wiper. That’s odd, people never left annoying...
Monday morning I have arrived at the office around 7am dressed in female professional business clothes , sexy underwear , the breast prosthetic 38DD ,and my blonde wig.On Friday I had left as Chris dressed in a suit Michelle had destroyed my masculinity reprogrammed me to suck cock ,any big cock , dress in ladies clothing and enjoy being Christine the Sissy Slut, being fucked in my boy pussy. Worship Cock. I had sold my BMW M sport car and bought a Nissan Leaf . Given all my male clothing to...
I’d just finished playing tennis and had headed into the small changing room at the courts. The club was small and owned by an old lady called Mrs Queen, there was only the two courts. Danny said goodbye. I could hear him talking to someone outside. Christine had decided to come and meet me. I heard Danny tell her I was in the changing room, I then heard Christine talking to Mrs Queen. “I’ll get him to lock up.” Christine told Mrs Queen. “Just get him to post the keys through my door.” Mrs...
Go to hers this morning, Christine's I mean knocks on the door, She open it with a funny look on her face, come in her says, so in I goes she sits at the table & says I've got something to ask you, I have seen your car in the carpark at the bottom of my mum's street, I hope you haven't been fucking my mum, would I, yes you would you bastard, Well all I can say is no I haven't & for the car being in the carpark I needed a bit of shopping, ( I'm thinking silly fucking slag of course I've...
Brandon kept his eye on the approaching three Mexican patrol craft as he stood at the helm. He called to Tracy and Celeste to join him on deck, then handed the helm over to his sister. "The others are closing the gaps between ships," he pointed out to Tracy. "Keep your eye on them, just in case we have to scramble to avoid a collision. I'm going below to dig out our passports and the ship's registry documents." "Should we be worried about the Mexicans boarding us?" Celeste wanted to...
This introduction of the characters is full of sexual tease, but the dirty stuff follows in Chapter Two. THE BEACH Her skin glistened in the moist, hot Caribbean beach air as the burning sun reflected off her body. Brooke was applying oil to her tanned, smooth skin, as her eyes, hidden behind dark sun glasses, darted around the beach, watching the men that were staring at her with unmasked desire. A knowing smile appeared on her lips as she basked in the male attention, and that all too...
Wife LoversOver the summer off from school and their graduate studies, the girls each got part time jobs so they could build up some job experience and burnish their resumes. Kat became gofer for a small contract marketing company that helped get small businesses known in their marketplace. Edie’s summer work was for a web developer, where she helped two other people develop content for their clients’ websites. Amber became an intern in the information systems department of a local manufacturing company...
We were spending our third anniversary of swinging together on this sun-drenched Caribbean island. It was wonderful-sensuous moonlit tropical nights with the surf lapping at the shore; days around the pool and hanging out at the beach bar. It was intoxicating. Now we were in our cottage with the stranger that we had met at the bar. You and I had become acquainted with him when we were enjoying our rum drinks, and found him pleasant and charming. We invited him to join us for dinner, and he...
Another Caribbean vacation.It seems whenever I take my wife, Anne, on vacation to the Caribbean island that we enjoy, she always gets in trouble… sexual trouble. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that I love nothing more than to watch her being taken by some younger, bigger, assertive studbull; and that she has a definitive fetish for strange men and showing off for me. A perfect combination for a couple. But on vacation, the inhibitions seem to lessen even more than normal. My Anne is not only...
Hi. My name is Chris, though some know me as Christine. I am John Collins’ mistress. We care deeply for each other. John “keeps” me, he supports me financially and in return it is my pleasure to keep his sex life exciting, as well as to entertain any of his gentleman friends who drop over.It all began innocently enough, I suppose, when I had just turned eighteen and had moved out from my family’s home to be on my own. To support myself, I worked as a landscaper as well as a housepainter. I was...
“Hey Justin*.” I returned the smile and removed my sunglasses, “Well, well if it isn’t my favourite sales lady, hey Christine, how is things?” She chuckled at my half-compliment, “Not too bad, business is slow though.” I nodded my head, placed my helmet on the counter and leaned on my arms next to it, “Yeah I hear you, having a slow time myself.” Christine is almost ten years my senior, after her divorce I’ve been flirting regularly with her, but never actually tried to...
Christine ist 22, studiert und verdient sich nebenbei etwas Geld in dem sie Nachhilfe in Mathe gibt. Sie hat für ihre Größe (knapp 1,60 Meter) mächtige Brüste, die schön steil nach oben gerichtet sind und einen geilen Arsch schön voll und rund, aber dennoch sehr fest, wie geschaffen für einen Arschfick. Christine sitzt gerade in einer Vorlesung. Sie trägt einen langen schwarzen Rock und ein schwarzes Top mit tiefem Ausschnitt wodurch man einen perfekten Einblick auf ihre Titten hat, begünstigt...
Most of these stories go on and on with people having sex all the time, every time they meet, at every occasion. Well, we’re a family you see. Things don’t happen that way with us. Sure I tried coping a feel of mom’s tits, I brushed against her but she pushed me away; always looking at me with a reproachful smile, but a smile nonetheless.In fact, a few weeks after my experience with mom, she told me, again at the breakfast table, that she had absolutely loved making love to me but that would be...
I met Ruth at college when I was nineteen, she was a twenty-five-year-old teaching assistant in another department. We clicked and soon enough were an item. Things were smooth for a few years, but as sometimes happens, we drifted apart and broke up a year after I finished my bachelor degree. I moved away from town for a couple of years for a job but came back for a better one. My second week back in town I bumped into Ruth at a local bar. One thing led to another and we ended up in...
Caribbean Cruise Ch. 07 Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain Night had fallen on the fourth day of the Caribbean cruise, and now, finally, all the women had come to know that Rick and Andrew had...
Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain * It was Day 4 of their so far extremely memorable holiday voyage through the Caribbean, and they had taken on all the food and supplies that they needed for...
Ana enjoying a Caribbean cruiseThat humid fall my sweet Ana convinced me to take some days away from the cold and get a nice Caribbean cruise, from Miami to Bahamas. On our first dinner on board, after a few drinks, I started to feel a little nauseous. The unpleasant movement of the ship was really starting to affect me. I knew I was going to hurl; so, I made a dash to the sink, just in time.I managed to get our cabin and fell on the bed. My sweet wife was worried and he called from our cabin...
This is when I first met my beautiful girlfriend, Samantha. This had happen on October, 31st, 2018, I was recovering from a recent relationship that was...let's just say it didn't work out well for both of us, so we just ended up breaking up and I told myself that I'll never make the same mistake twice, well it never did until 2018 I've received a message on my iPhone from my best friend Jennifer she had won a cruise to the Caribbean and it is suppose to leave in two days and, she said that...
It was Friday, the day before my high school graduation, and I was on a ladder in the gym, hanging a banner that read 'Good Luck, Graduates' when my cell phone rang. The banner was a sincere message, but with the area economy idling and the job market sparse, I kept reading it as sarcasm. I was the one up the ladder because I had lost a round of rock-paper-scissors to Neeka, who now stood on the polished floor with one foot on the bottom rung, holding it steady. I only had a tiny bit of...
The Saturday after school was out Kaci, Jacqui, Brandi and Randi were on a plane to the Caribbean. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining bright temperatures were mild and they were looking forward to the excitement of a foreign land. The plane touched down and a crew from the hotel met them. Everyone was shocked because the crew were all naked black men. Randi said, "mom look. Those men have big cocks even on soft." Kaci said, I think this may be better than we expected. The man...
I couldn't believe my luck. I had finally convinced my wife to leave the responsibilities behind and take a well deserved vacation. Just the two of us this time. We were heading for an adults only resort in Jamaica and I was excited. The resort was noted for luxury, dining and its au natural areas. Beth was smiling as we descended into Montego Bay. She was aware of the resort , but it was not her first choice. She loves the beach and the pampering, but she is not as thrilled with the exhibition...
It was a vacation of firsts for me—my first blackberry tequila, my first crab and callaloo, my first Creole cock.The three of us had met these well-endowed cockerels at the restaurant of the resort we were staying at. Marcus was a waiter. He had two friends. My girlfriend Darcy was the negotiator.I wasn’t fucking any of them, I told them, despite what the tequila was telling me to do.“Well, we’re not a trio of dainty ladies in Victorian-style dresses and white gloves having tea,” Darcy reasoned...
Outdoor* * * * *Struggling to get comfortable behind the wheel of my Kia my son said, "Grandma sure enjoyed that."He'd detected the subtext. My mother's gift, generous as it was, was also intended to... What exactly? Embarrass me, humiliate me, manipulate my son?I said, "Yeah, she did."An hour ago, at Thanksgiving dinner, while my step-father sliced the ham Mom announced the secret I'd known, and kept, for the better part of two decades: she'd established a trust fund for my son.* * * * *My family, my...
The strong Caribbean winds buffeted Jacque and I as we strolled along the one mile stretch of pristine beach at the start of our three-week holiday. The warm breeze and the taste of the sea was a welcomed change from the hectic month we had in the city. We didn’t even stop to unpack once we arrived and made a beeline straight for the beach. We have always relied on these get-a-ways to recharge and reconnect as a couple. We had only planned on a short walk before getting back to get settled...
ExhibitionismIn a previous story, I narrated how a student of mine and I had gotten involved. I have been a university professor for many years, and at that moment, one of my students, Natalia, was in need of some money to help her family. I tried to give her a hand, just that helping her meant she had to pretend she was an escort so that my boss could have sex with her. Because of the power he has, I also had sex with Natalia that night, although it seems that what happened between us was something...
College SexMark I sat in the right seat of my 737-700 – the co-pilot’s seat. Cindy was pilot-in-command, and Elsa was strapped into the jump seat with The Lump, as she affectionately called Philip Emerson, sleeping with her left nipple in his little mouth just in case he woke up and needed an instant supply of mother’s milk. The radio came alive and I paid careful attention. “November One Mike Whiskey, you are cleared for the visual approach to runway one-zero at St. Croix. Contact tower now on...
A few years ago, my girlfriend at the time was a wild, horny and curious girl that was 23 and just beginning to explore her sexuality and the Caribbean was just the perfect place for this adventure. She was a stunning beauty, with a perky rack 36DD's, tight little body, banging ass, long black hair, and fair skinned (think K. Kardashian). She enjoyed wearing very little so she could get all the attention she could from the guys and girls. I was immediately turned on by her frisky nature and...
VoyeurWarning: Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain Day 2 of the Caribbean vacation started out normally enough, but Rick Chaplain could not help but look at his girlfriend Ashley with a little less love and a little more hostility now that he knew about her relationship with Keith Stevens. It was probably a little hypocritical for him to be...
Rick Chaplain was one of those All-American boys, dashingly handsome, intelligent, and witty, with short-cropped dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and a rough, matured, attractive face that was weathered and appropriately tempered by the elements. He was originally from Patton, Ohio, a small town in the middle of nowhere, and had learned from a very early age how to make his own fun and get his own level of enjoyment out of the most bleak and disheartening of circumstances. Having been...
The beach in Jamaica certainly lived up to the brochures. Kate and I walked along, hand in hand with the warmth of the Caribbean sun on our backs. The beach was moderately busy with other tourists but not too many as we were slightly off the tourist trail. The hotel complex we had chosen for our holiday, had beach bungalows which gave us straight access on to the beach without all the security that seemed to abound around some of the other hotels. There were around 20 bungalows and...
Susan & I often traveledto the Caribbean for our vacations. We loved the laid back atmosphere and all the sun and gorgeous beaches. Last year though we arrived to find that the airline had lost my only bag containing all my clothing including my swim suit! Imagine arriving in the Caribbean without even having a swim suit to wear! I had just resigned myself to going down to the gift shop to purchase a pair of those crummy over priced swim trunks they sell when Sue spoke up. “You could always...