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Paul and the Yellow Eyed Monster By Paul G. Jutras It was a day with nowhere to go and nothing to do. Missy had some paper, but nobody felt like cutting it. Kenny found some crayons, but nobody wanted to draw. If it were just Missy and Paul, Paul would have suggested playing Barbie Dolls or having a Tea Party, but with the guys there, there was nothing much around to play with, except a ball of clay. Paul rolled the clay in his hands. As he rolled it, the clay got softer and...
Paul and his friend Steve had been friends for about five years. They had a common interest in music and both started to enjoy going out to watch live bands all over Manchester.A band they had been following that hadn’t broken into the mainstream where playing at an old run down club in the middle of a housing estate, an old cinema, and Paul and Steve headed out on the bus to see them. There is a certain feeling of having something to yourself when you are a fan of a group you know are going to...
Paul The Slave Girl By Paul G Jutras Paul finished getting his posters together headed across the hall to Miss. Hardcase and nodded at the secretary that they shared. As he entered the president of the firm's office, Paul set the posters up on a tripod and turned to the sexy brunette in the power suit and the white hair client in a blue suit. "Morning, Miss. Hardcase. Sir." Paul said to both the president and the client. Paul knew if he continued to do as good a job as he does,...
Paul's Sexual Awakeningbyi****tuous Mom©My husband David and I together with my 19 year old son Paul from a previous marriage, live in one of the many closed and gated communities in the southern part of Houston off the I-35 southwest freeway. Its an exclusive neighborhood bounded by guarded security gates, an exclusive clubhouse for residents only which provides most of the amenities of gracious living. Houses are surrounded by well kept lawns and the entire community complex with its concrete...
I don't know exactly where to begin this story and so I'm just going to jump in. It was a Saturday. Paul and I had been in a softball tournament that had us playing three games. (We lost in the Championship game 4 – 2.) During the course of the games I got hammered pretty good; first in a play at the plate in which I collided with a brawny catcher. The collision was bad enough, but he found my face with his catcher's mitt and the ball and jarred some teeth loose with the tag. P.S. I was out...
Gail Holmes Paul was the elder of the family, having a brother and younger sister, although near reaching twenty-five he’d never lost his virginity. David, you couldn’t meet a hornier guy; he’d only to look at a girl and she’d become wet at the thought. But Kerrie now there was a girl who knew how to please. Paul’s trouble was that he was shy, okay he’d buy all the girlie magazines, and he’d even brought movies to play, trouble was he’d be on edge whenever he watched them in case any of...
I met Paul in school. We were both social misfits and outsiders. We loved to be in this status even if it meant occasionally being the target of some jock bully. I felt that I had met a kindred spirit. There was something vaguely feminine about Paul that stirred feelings in me. He had chestnut brown hair that fell down to his shoulders, a round face, and a pair big brown eyes. He was quite slight and pale, but possessed an exceptionally large penis, which I stole quick , nervous glimpses at...
One morning, acting on an impulse, he stopped at the bus stop where she was waiting, wound down the passenger window, and asked if he could give her a lift to wherever she was going. She told him that she wouldn’t want him to go out of his way, but he assured her that it would be his pleasure. She accordingly got into the car, and as she did so, her skirt slid up her thighs to give Paul a glimpse of her white panties. Paul immediately got hard, and Jayne could clearly see the bulge in his...
Chapter 2: Magic This story is part 2 to the story. If you haven’t read the first part yet, I advise that you do so you’ll get more feeling, understanding, and enjoyment out of this story. + + + + + + + + ‘What? I’m sorry, I missed what you said Gina.’ Paul stuttered ‘Yeah… Yeah… I won’t forget, okay? Four o’clock. Okay, bye.’ He finished with a sigh as he hung up the phone on his desk. He had been staring out his window thinking about Cadence again and wondering when he’d see her again...
Paul was a regular feature for the rest of his upper sixth year. He told me he had a girlfriend but that the sex with her was disappointing - she just wasn't into it as much as he was, happy to do it once or twice a month. Lucky me - that meant that on other days he was in the mood, and our schedules aligned, he'd be in my bed with my husband watching us have very good sex.He also lived up to his promise to introduce me to new guys who needed starting out on their sex journey. Ever since that...
IF YOU READ MY FIRST STORY YOU ARE ALREADY FAMILIAR WITH PAUL. IF NOT, PAUL WAS A NEIGHBOR BOY WHO'S COCK I SUCKED EVERYDAY FOR TWO YEARS. PAUL WAS 3+ YEARS OLDER, WHICH MADE HIM 12. HIS COCK WAS ALREADY A MARVELOUS 6+ INCH, CUT WONDER WITH A NICE FLANGE AND PULSATING HEAD. THE FLANGE PROVIDED THE A PERFECT STOP GAP SO THE HEAD OF HIS COCK WAS ALWAYS FULLY IN MY MOUTH. I NEVER WANTED TO MISS A SINGLE DROP OF PAUL'S CREAMY JIZZ. THERE WAS JUST PAUL AND HIS MOTHER, HIS FATHER HAD DIED IN THE...
‘Are you fucking that little bitch?’ ‘Pardon me? Who? Of course not.’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘I assume we’re talking about Sharon. Look, she’s your friend, you’re the one that suggested the two of us play tennis together on Saturday mornings since you don’t really enjoy the game. They live in our neighborhood and it’s a very small neighborhood. You’ve got to be kidding me.’ ‘I see the way you look at her.’ Said my wife of eight years. ‘Honey, she’s hard not to look at, particularly in those...
It had been a while for me, especially after following a period weekend with no party, and I was fixated on having some fun. Sometimes, you know, a girl needs action and she can’t wait for the next party. And husband sex certainly won’t cut it. I‘ve had good luck with a particular website and I always keep a watch on there for something or someone that might come in useful. For more than a year, I’ve watched a guy on cam from the city next to mine. In fact, it’s the city where I work. Although...
CheatingPaul becomes my submissive Cuck: Part 2 of My Rules my husband might regretWhen we closed the door that day it marked a change for both Paul and myself in our lives. He was very happy with me because Paul had talked me his wife into fucking another man and I knew he wanted it to go well beyond John. My husband was never an aggressive man or rugged type of guy he was a business professional and a suit for the day was the norm. He was gentle and kind in our love making and never gave me an...
Chapter 1- The Next Day Sonia was dressed in a yellow bikini & spiked heels . Bill she called out , Paul is coming over soon , he wants you out of the house , he's bringing a guest over he wants me to meet, " yes" dear Bill said I'm leaving now as he shut the front door, he was going to the pub to watch the game . Meanwhile a few minutes later Paul pulled up in the driveway & opened the car door and let his latest acquisition out . Last week he had played with his second sex...
Chapter 1- Sonia meets Paul's newest wench Sonia was ballgagged , collared, leashed & tied to the bedposts when Paul brought his latest sex slave, Jackie lived down the street , the 52 year old cumslut & married slut was collared & leashed , she was wearing a lime green thong bikini & spiked heels . Her cuckold husband Jason drove her over . Master Paul had met Jackie at the door & french-kissed her , just as Jason pulled away in his old car. Jackie & Sonia had known each other for years...
Paul was bored. Bored with the way people had sex, he constantly felt that there must be something better, a more interesting way to do things. All his friends said that they were content with the way they were making love between themselves and their partners but had done nothing beyond what occurred in the bedroom. The thing is that his friends would often laugh at him, telling him that events more interesting than conventional sex were mostly fiction and only happened in the movies. Paul,...
Fetish“This looks wonderful, Paul,” she said. “Aren’t you having anything?” “No, Jayne, I’m not hungry,” Paul replied. As she tucked into her breakfast, a thought occurred to her. “I can’t keep calling you Paul while you’re dressed like that, can I? What can I call you? Paula? No, too similar to your real name. Angela? Hmmmm, maybe.” She paused while she ate another mouthful of breakfast. “ Yes, I’m going to name you Angela.” When Jayne had finished her breakfast, she handed the plate to Paul and...
Paul was at a friend’s party when he bumped into his neighbours Barry and Steve and they got chatting. During the conversation Barry mentioned a friend of theirs, Ross, who Paul had also met.Since they all knew what Ross did there was an immediate unspoken understanding about some of the sexual interests they shared.Barry and Steve were openly gay and a very nice older married couple. Paul was probably 15 years their junior and the common friend indicated he was either gay as well, or at least...
The next morning Paul showered and shaved and thought about his upcoming lunch with Lana. He knew she had a nice little figure and that her 34B breasts were sensitive. The thing that intrigued Paul about her was that she was devoid of pubic hair. She was only one of two women that lived in the complex that he had bedded who did this extreme personal grooming. She had told him she did this because it made her feel sexy and maybe a little younger than she was. He told her that he thought she...
they had been dating for a while now. paul, a sturdy built guy fairly tall, worked in for an airline, sara was an extremely busty hair stylist and hated everything about her boobs, so much so that paul had only seen them in a bra, even during their active and playful sex life. she was forced to wear the playtex "grandma style bras" in an attempt to hide how large they were. to her, her boobs were ugly. slightly saggy and uneven with faint stretch marks and a slightly visible blue vein here and...
The weather the following week was terrible. Severe thunderstorms with high winds blanketed the area. Tornado warnings were issued and one was spotted in the adjoining suburb that did do some minor damage. The bad weather was the subject of many conversations. Paul’s phone rang and in answering it he heard, “Paul this is Pamela White. I was hoping you could do a favor for me.” “What is the favor?” “I just received a phone call from Arlene Davis. I don’t know if you know her but she became...
I MET PAUL ABOUT FIVE YEARS AGO HE WAS 20 5'6 135 BRN HAIR EYES AND A 8'UNCUT DICK TO DIE FOR AND I WAS 33 5'3 185 BRN HAIR AND EYS 6.5 CUT.YEH I LIKE THEM YOUNG I WAS A DJ AT A MALE STRIP CLUB AND HE WAS A DANCER.HE HAD A BF THAT DANCED TOO AND HE GOT JELOUS WHEN PAUL WOULD COME TO THE DJ BOOTH AND TALK OUR TALKS WERE INTERLECTUAL AND ALSO ABOUT MUSIC.PAUL GOT A BAD DECK HANDED TO HIM AND WENT TO JAIL FOR A YEAR BUT I KEPT IN CONTACT WITH HIS BF WELL THE BF TOLD ME HE WASNT INTO PAUL AND WAS...
Paul to Paula Part 3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The usual disclaimers etc apply to this story. If you are under 18 or whatever the legal age to read sexually explicit material then please do not read any further. The same is true if you are offended by transsexualism, lesbianism or for that matter any of the topics that is to found in tales in a web site such as this. This is the first chapter in a six part story about how a shy male...
It was the summer of 1948, a strange but exciting time in my life, in more ways than one. I lived with my mother and brother in the house I was born in, along the tree lined streets of Mayfield, Connecticut. Mayfield was a typical New England town, old and rich in history, but also left behind in many ways. The War had taken most of its men; some had returned, ... others not. One of those who would never come back was my father, killed in the Pacific, September 1st, 1945; one day before VJ...
Paul to Paula - Part 2 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The usual disclaimers etc apply to this story. If you are under 18 or whatever the legal age to read sexually explicit material then please do not read any further. The same is true if you are offended by transsexualism, lesbianism or for that matter any of the topics that is to found in tales in a web site such as this. This is the second chapter in a six part story about how a shy male...
I love fucking Paul. I was eighteen the first time he pushed his monster cock deep in my cunt. I was laying naked on his bed with my legs spread wide. He had one hand rubbing my nipples on my double D tits as his other hand fingered my clit and my fuck hole. Then he said to me. "Are you ready for a nice big cock to fuck that tight cunt?" I nodded and he then said "ask me for it." I said "Please fuck me. " He then said "Tell me where you want my cock." I replied "Please fuck my wet throbbing...
Paul to Paula ? Part 1 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The usual disclaimers etc apply to this story. If you are under 18 or whatever the legal age to read sexually explicit material then please do not read any further. The same is true if you are offended by transsexualism, lesbianism or for that matter any of the topics that is to found in tales in a web site such as this. This is the first chapter in a six part story about how a shy...
Paul Raymond is a famous dude. How many other human beings can you think of who have their own Wikipedia entry, a writeup on ThePornDude, and their own webpage sharing the same name? Jules Jordan and Rocco Siffredi come to mind, though Raymond’s arguably in a different class than those two. Jordan and Siffredi are widely known both for starring in and creating pornography, though our guy Raymond worked strictly on the publishing side. He’s also long dead, so you wouldn’t want to see him...
Premium Vintage Porn SitesPaul and his unusual cockI first met Paul many years ago and we became friends immediately. We both freely admitted we enjoyed wanking and it wasn’t long before we began wanking each other. We graduated on to sucking each other’s cock but Paul had a real problem with this – he simply didn’t like the taste of cock.Paul’s cock was very unusual, fair enough it was uncut and about 7 inches when hard but his foreskin was so tight that it simply would pull right back to expose the bell end. Even more...
For the nineteen year old Ben it began quite innocently enough. His Mother, Paulina, a woman in her forties with dull brown shoulder length hair had been filling out her paperwork, which had spread all over their kitchen table. Ben had been skulking around the house bored with another week's worth of revision that had become mind-numbing and so drinking tea, waiting for his Mother to go out so he could at least get on the computer and look at porn had become the norm. It was one of these grey...
Contents are copyrighted by Cheryl Lynn 06/05/04 Contains adult material and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Paulette is a fictional story about a young man ensnared by his step- mother, aunt, and grandmother. Forced by a hired nanny to become a sissy for the delight and entertainment of his step-family. Paulette By Cheryl Lynn Paul, his Stepmother, Grandma, and Aunt Miriam sat quietly as the solicitor read the last will and testament of his father, John. "In...
This is a true story told to me by Paul, a swinger friend of ours. Paul is a good guy and I had the honor of fucking his granny recently. Granny Mary confirmed the truth of this story. Please enjoy! Granny Mary is a real pistol of a woman. She had had my mother when she was only fifteen, the result of an encounter with a couple of married stranger men in her neighborhood. Granny had had several husband who died and left her pretty well set up. Every summer I would go visit her and stay for a...
He watched her from the other side of the classroom. Corryn was one of the sexiest girls he’d ever seen, whenever he plucked up the courage to go and speak to her she would say “hi” and he would go shy and go back to his seat. Paul had a rare abnormality, he was forever hard, his cock was never satisfied, he never went soft, and the girls who knew about it were mad for him. Meanwhile Corryn had noticed he always had that lump in his trousers and had, by now, guessed what it was. Every time she...
Erotic FictionPart One:Having moved to the major city on the west coast from the biggest city on the east coast, I found myself in a spot of bother one Saturday. I had bought a new home a month earlier and moved in two weeks before. The power kept on tripping and I had to have it seen to. After asking around, I was told that the man to use was Paul and was given his number. I phoned Paul and a voice announcing himself as Paulo answered. Believing I might have the wrong number, Paulo explained that everyone...
Gay MaleMr. Collins regularly brought women back to the house; Paulina often heard them and envied them. While she was down on her knees scrubbing the floors, they were down on their knees sucking Mr. Collins cock. Something she had longed to do since the day she set eyes on him. Hoping to catch a glimpse of his latest girl she crept past the bedroom and peered through the crack. Mr. Collins was alone, lying on his bed, stroking his cock. Paulina couldn’t look away. She expected a girl to appear at any...
Erotic FictionIt was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Even though I was a football lineman in high school and then at a small college, I always knew I had an urge for womens clothes and being submissive. I recall having thoughts of being in a cage in my parents back yard as my friends played hide and seek. I used to snitch stuff and then go into the woods to an abandon house to dress up. The risk of being found and used was such a rush. But there was one Halloween - I was probably 16 or 17, I mustered up the courage to go out trick or...
Copy-right, [email protected] Another short story about Pauline's by Pagan The Perils of Pauline. Pauline McFall. The four men sat in the pub, several empty glasses littered the table asthey watched the barman throw another log on the fire, "That's it kid, stokethe fucking fire, my ass has been fucking cold all day." The man in the check shirt nudged his arm, "Keep the language down I don'twant to be slung out of another pub because of you." Another man asked, "Ain't we going then,...
We had met Pauline socially a few weeks previously and she had made it obvious to both of us she was interested in us sexually as Sarah reciprocated and flirted with her with my tacit encouragement. “Pauline is a lipstick lesbian, she has had three male husbands and my girlfriends tell me she is very talented,” Sarah told me in the afterglow of magic sex on the Thursday night. “Remember, no more sex until Sunday, I want us both to be horny for her so we enjoy her to the max.” No sex on the...
Sarah has a magnificent ass with thighs to match. She is of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from me, bi-sexual, though she didn’t need a great deal of prompting. She is a very talented and exciting lover with a very strong sex drive. One of her favorite turn ons - and mine - is sex with an audience, male and or female. And she loves being licked and teased. We had met Pauline socially a few weeks previously and...
CHAPTER 1 - DESIRES EXPOSED We were driving home from another stupid client entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye candy on my husband's arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in Psychology at State before being wooed and wedded by advertising guru Paul James. Paul was a master at selling. I swear--Paul could sell shit to hog farmers who usually had more shit than they could ever possibly use. I sat back in the thick luxurious seat of Paul's Mercedes CLS 550. ...
This happened about 15 years ago.I was in my late-20s at the time when Pauline got a job in the place I worked. She was in her early to mid 40s and quite plump, with short fair hair - the lady in the picture at the bottom of this post is a fairly good comparison as to what Pauline's body was like.We got on well, although we weren't best friends or anything, and she told me how her husband had left her the previous year. Someone else in our work left to go to a job elsewhere and Pauline and I...
The sc***l heating had broken down so we were sent home. As the next bus to my village was not until 4pm Pauline said to me "Come round to ours". As it was so cold and wet I accepted.We got to her house accompanied by Pauline's friend Anne who was in the same cl**s . The house was empty ."Mum's not back till 5" said Pauline "what shall we do?""Let's get out of these wet things" Anne stated " You go into the bathroom and throw your wet things on the landing and Pauline will bring you some dry...
Paula and John had been happily married for six years. Both lived and worked in New York, and the constant rush of city life kept them on their toes and in shape. John was originally from London, with a strong accent still in place and was tall and handsome. Paula was Asian but had lived in London before New York and spoke perfect English, also with a little of the accent. She was slim and very sexy, with a minx-like figure and personality to match.For a few months both of them had been opening...
Wife LoversPart 1: From Mother To SlutI'm Pauline. I was a good wife and mother until the c***dren left home. Then when I was 55 my husband came into the kitchen and told me I had a new job as his Slut. I was shocked. He'd never spoke to me like that before. " Why are you acting like this , are you drunk" I shouted. "I've spent the last 30 years acting, having sex only when you felt like it, which was never" he replied "and always with me on top. If you want to keep living in this house you will be my...
"She's ready now," said Sarah, her chin wet with Paula's cum as she eased back from between her spread legs. I gazed at her shaved pussy, glistening with her sticky juices, and stepped one pace over to the edge of the bed. Putting one hand on her thigh, I knelt between her legs, and slowly, slowly, rubbed my hard cock against her clitoris. Paula moaned, still sensitive from Sarah's tongue. I looked her in the eyes, seeing her need, and gently eased the head of my cock lower, an inch inside...
Part 6: The Shopping TripWhen I woke the next morning my body hurt from the punishment of the night before. My husband had already left for the office. I took a bath and waited for the phone to ring. I expected another summons to the office. It never came.I done some housework trying to forget all that had happened. But it was difficult. My arse and breasts hurt. I made sure I was dressed appropriately when he came home that evening. I wore a black short skirt, white blouse and black heels.When...
Friday morning. The big day! I fully expect that by the time this day is over I'll have all the evidence I'll ever need to protect my hard earned assets from my crazy wife. I hurried through my morning routine and left the house a little earlier than usual. I decided to stop for breakfast instead of just grabbing a bagel or a breakfast sandwich. It wasn't until I was sipping my coffee and waiting for my food that the anger I've been feeling ... well, it didn't go away, not really. It...
My husband returned to the house at the end of the second week. He came to the cage, took out his cock and put it between the bars. I took it in my mouth and sucked.“Therese has gone back to college. She is devastated by your depravity. She has been so lucky to have Beth to help her get through this. They’ve become best friends. Therese agrees that I have to divorce you.”I stopped sucking “Keep sucking slut unless you want Beth to come up and play with you because that’s what will happen if you...
Two taps on the door. "Just a moment," I said. I quickly put my hair up and mentally slipped into my professional demeanor. I wear it like a skirt-suit over the silk lingerie of my inner self. At twenty-nine, I'm one of the youngest employees in the company, but I'm also the president, and the majority shareholder - and a woman. Keeping my demeanor in place and keeping it natural is very important. "Come in," I called. The hallway door opened. I looked over at the clock. It was...
I fast forwarded through the video until I saw Vic getting up to answer the door. Paula hadn't arrived yet and I thought it might be her. It turned out to be a man leading a Great Dane on a leash. The men greeted each other and Vic led Tom into the back of the house. They returned to the front room shortly without the dog. I guess that Rex was locked in a bedroom or the bathroom. The men sat around for a few minutes, drinking beer and talking about how much fun they had with Paula...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
When I came back down he threw me a bikini top and a pair of shorts. "Put these on." We went out to the garden. He had me pose in various positions and started taking photos. He then had me take the bikini off. Next, my shorts came off. We then went inside. He switched on the two video cameras. For the next two hours we went through all the outfits we had bought in the adult store. I had to smile at the cameras and act as if I was enjoying myself. For the last session he had me get on all fours...
After the shower I got dressed and went downstairs. He was sitting in the lounge reading. I headed for the kitchen to make lunch. "Stop" he said "get back upstairs and put on your yellow dress and a pair of heels. And no underwear. Hurry, I'm hungry." I stood there confused. "Are you still here. Do you want to be punished." I turned and quickly went upstairs.When I came down again I was in the yellow dress and 4 inch heels. He looked me up and down. "Open the top 3 buttons and the bottom 3." he...
When I came down again I was in the yellow dress and 4 inch heels. He looked me up and down. "Open the top 3 buttons and the bottom 3." he ordered. When I'd finished there were just 2 buttons holding the dress together. My breasts were exposed and you could see right to the top of my legs. He had me stand in front of him and then slowly turn around. He ordered me to lift my dress exposing my vagina to his stare. After looking me over for several minutes he told me to go. As I went to the...