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Hi Friends, This is my first story to ISS. As a big fan of ISS, I have read many stories on this site and so I really want to share my experiences about sex with you all. Mai vaise bhi bahot sex ka shokin hu…mai aapke samne mera ek experience share karna chahta hu. Mai Gujarat mai Ahmedabad ka rahene vala hu or single hu. Mujhe 30+ or aged ladies jyada pasand hai or jab bhi unko dekhta hu lund ko kuchh kuchh hone lagta hai. Ye baat un dino ki hai jab mai ek aisi company mai job karta tha jaha...
Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...
Creampie Porn SitesI'd like to dream that what happened next was an instant orgy with all three girls cuddling into bed with me. I'd like to, but it sadly wasn't what happened. The fear that Courtney had exhibited managed to put us all completely out of the mood. When sleep came to me finally, it was only in fits and starts, and I found myself feeling the edge of a dream only to have it snatched away by a nervous breath. "I didn't want to hurt her..." The voice was stronger now than it had ever been...
Sitting in a circle with people she'd never met before, Sophie felt nervous with anticipation of what was to come.It was her first time at the spiritual sensual group and she didn't know what to expect. A slim lady with short greying hair welcomed everyone and introduced herself as Jennifer, the guide.She explained there were no rules or restrictions. "Connect to your spiritual being, relax and let yourself go," she said. "Follow your feelings and see what happens."Music was playing. It...
Exhibitionism‘Dreams of My Son… A Spiritual Tale of Motherly Love’by DizzyDThis is a fictional biography intended for adults 18+ only It’s never easy… and some days are even harder than others. There are those particularly rough ones when I have to say to myself, “Marie… you need to get out of bed.” But when things aren’t going so well in your life, depression can sometimes set in and destroy your will to go on. And today had been one of those days. Then again, here I was, a single woman in her 40’s who was...
Chapter Two: Futa's First English Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 Adelia played the clip. It appeared on a large screen on the side of her studio. The audience grew hushed as the Sky News logo appeared with a reporter, a brown-skinned man with a close-shaved beard and, I supposed, a chiseled chin. “Prime Minister Lockwood had a few bold words to say about the ingratiation of President Becky Woodward today,” he said in that posh, British accent. It gave him more...
This is a timeless classic for those who can appreciate the knowledge and wisdom in this precious book. Henry Stanton's 1922 book Sex - Avoided Subjects Discussed in Plain English is intended as a frank (although consevative and moralistic) guide to human sexual behaviour and relationships. It is partly a self-help book, partly an attempt to relay the scientific knowledge of the day in relation to sex and reproduction in a way suitable for popular consumption. This is fundamentally wrong....
This true story was sent to me by our Xhamster brother Josh. I made some tweaks to it and here it is for you to enjoy! This happened to me 33 years ago. I had just turned sixteen and school was just a couple of months from being out for summer. My best bud, Jack, lived next door and we had been best buds as long as I could remember. The best part about Jack was that his mom, Jenny, was a model. I mean a real model. Commercials, magazines, newspaper, even bill boards. And she was hot, genuine...
Hi all, my name is Raghu and I am from Hyderabad. I am 28 years old working for an NGO in Hyderabad. I work as the project head for south India. I love contributing something to the society rather than working for Corporates and earning lakhs of rupees where I will not have time to spend that money. So this is my basic intro. I am new to ISS and also to sex life. I come from an orthodox family where my parents were very strict in upbringing me. Please read on ISS. Now coming to the story, this...
Hello everyone. Myself Lalit. I am penning down this experience of mine which changed my life forever. It was not planned and came to me as a surprise. One thing I would like to say, no matter how much you plan for certain things, whatever is written will definitely happen. There’s no way of escaping that. So let’s jump right in. A brief background for you before we start. After my break up 3 months ago with my girlfriend after 6 years of being in a relationship. Work is going as it is but I...
Spiritual Wandering by Kevin "Now, everyone, let us clear our minds to reach full enlightenment." Kevin looked around the room at all of his students in his meditation class. They all had their eyes closed, and they were all sitting cross-legged on the floor of the room. About an hour later, all of his student had left the room and he was still sitting. He closed his eyes for his own time of meditation. He cleared his mind of all of his thoughts and sat surrounded in...
Hello Girls and Aunties… My name is Raghav. I live in Anathapuram/A.P. I’m a Smart, Handsome & Charming Boy with 5’8” height. I look Average (Weight = 54kgs) but I have a 6 inches Penis and only this matters to satisfy all the girls and aunties. For me, the length of the Penis doesn’t matter but the way you approach and how well you can satisfy the Women only matters because it is nowhere written that all those with 8 inches or 9 inches or 12 inches Penis can only satisfy women. I generally...
This story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read . Ashok was moving into a depression since Savita left. He never expected her to come back. Devastated, Ashok never even came out of the house. The repeated doorbells only irritated him. Furious Ashok immediately calmed down to find Savita at the door. It was a pleasant surprise and made him excited. He asked her to forgive him. Savita could never reveal she was sleeping with a stranger all these days, then with his...
I hung my lightweight suit jacket on the back of the vestry door and slipped the alb over my head in its place. I looped the girdle around my waist, leaving the ends to dangle as I donned the stole – red for the Holy Spirit, as it was Pentecost – then looped the loose ends round to stop the stole dangling free. I added the vivid scarlet and embroidered chasuble and, after a moment's hesitation, the maniple over my left wrist. A glance at my watch, a murmured prayer, and I set off to the back...
Alright, once more I, the biographer, am going to intrude on the normal track of this history, to show Alex’s life from a slightly different perspective. This time, like the last, it contains information that Alex never knew about, although I suspect he eventually figured out a fair amount of it. It’s important because it reveals another aspect of his abilities that hasn’t yet been addressed, and one that everyone was afraid to mention to him, for fear of how he’d respond to it if he...
dear to whomsoever it may concern: i being of the person of i myself who chooses to remain anonymous, & whereas i have quite a few, well actually more than quite a few pornographic social-media website-address accounts, & that is including one with 'chaturbate', or something similar to it, wishes to inform some, or such of anybody, &/or everybody being of whom could possibly still be more, or less addicted to pornography as i myself am, or was whereas now i myself, or that being of...
hello, hey, hi, … hello. hey. hi. how are you all doing being of my social-media family otherwise for this particular search engine being of a pornographic nature, huh?but then nevertheless let me say, &/or state for that being of the record how that that being of the person of I myself am sorry if some of my words were misspelled during that being of the last story post being of which I myself had composed, & then had it printed, or posted, well hopefully not all of my stories were...
-Chapters five and six will deal with the period of struggle between the American Indian Tribes and the European Settlers in the geographic confines of the thirteen original colonies during the period of their establishment beginning in the 1600s and up until the start of the French and Indian Wars in the mid-1700s. In the order of their establishment, the English settlements were: (1607) Virginia was the first colony established in the new American Colonies. It was founded by John Smith...
After the 1st trimester had passed Ginger & Oliver virtually lived at Daddy and Maracks, their sex drive was insatiable. As their time for birthing got closer they were fucking every opportunity they could. One morning Ginger walked over to the farm and wanted Daddy & Marack to fuck her pussy and arse. after they had cum in her she got both to double fuck her pussy, all of a sudden there was water all over the bed Gingers waters had broken, they phoned her mum to pick her up and take...
dear to whomsoever it may concern: I being of the person of I myself am no longer much interested in porn like I use to be, well mainly, or mostly being as it is for some, or such reason/s, &/or purpose/s for the person of my same self having said so is being that for one thing I have this rather ignorant, insane, &/or impolite, or in other words stupid, sick, sadistic, &/or rude, faggotty, cowardly-bully, terrorist-wannabe, creep-&-a-weirdo, elstupido-dumbkoff, sicko-psycho,...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
In truth, he'd exaggerated the knowledge and accomplishments on his resume more than a little. At this stage, Josh had no choice. He'd been looking for gainful employment for almost two years after college with only a handful of interviews to show for it; none of which panned out. In recent years it had become much more difficult to establish a career, particularly for young men. Women were ascending in every field; especially a certain kind of woman. Vanessa, the head of IT, was one of...
Introduction: I meet a special person as well as finding out secerts Moments in Time from my Life: Chapter 3 The Campgrounds I finished crying over the fact that John was probably only being nice to me because of my aunt. I went into my bedroom where I got dressed. I then joined my aunt out in the kitchen. So how was your tour? Aunt Lisa asked. You should know as it was only because of the deal you made with John, I replied half-heartedly. What deal is that? Aunt Lisa asked. I have no idea...
A thorough understanding of Adxxxxxxxe in society depends on information from various perspectives, including psychology, biology, history, sociology, education, and anthropology. Within all of these perspectives, Adxxxxxxxe is viewed as a transitional period between childhood and adulthood, whose cultural purpose is the preparation of children for adult roles. It is a period of multiple transitions involving education, training, employment, and unemployment, as well as transitions from one...
Sexual activity in general is associated with various risks. The risks of sexual intercourse include unwanted pregnancy and contracting a sexually transmitted infection such as HIV/AIDS, which can be reduced with availability and use of a condom or adopting other safe sex practices. Contraceptives specifically reduce the chance of pregnancy. The risks are higher for young adolescents because their brains are not neurally mature. Several brain regions in the frontal lobe of the cerebral cortex...
Clarification. Mom wasn't my mother. She was my grandmother. She's the one who raised me, and spared me from the hell of foster care, adoptive parents, and everything else that occurs when your "real" mom decides to disappear. I mean literally disappear. She left on a date and never came back. There were investigations of course. All accounts agree that "real" mom had left her date at the bar to go off with some guy. Some guy: it's about the only description that any of us ever got,...
I woke up with a pounding headache. I hadn't been drinking, really drinking, in quite a while, and I could feel the unpleasant fur in my mouth. I wanted to turn out the sunlight that streamed in through the small window of my bedroom. I rolled to the side, and my hands naturally slid around Jess. Wait, Jess had left. What the hell? I groggily shook my head, clearing it of the early morning fog. I looked at the woman in my arms, and realized that it was Trish. She and I ... We hadn't... I...
My chest hurt. I felt constrained, almost bound in fact. The place felt familiar, but there was something odd, something old about it. " ... buki..." the soft sound of a female voice floated through my mind. It was very familiar, part of an endearment. I knew this, but I didn't know why. I tried to concentrate, but the tightness in my chest seemed to amplify. I was on my knees. I could feel the wood beneath them, could hear the soft sounds of the ocean. A soft smell of the sea, and of a...
"I'm not pregnant, at least. I mean, I hope I'm not." Trish stammered out as she took a sip of her diet cola. She swirled the small ice cubes around her glass nervously, and looked up at me. We were sitting in the living room, looking out on the ocean. The day had cleared since the morning, and if things had been a little calmer, it would have been an extremely romantic setting. I had come home after work, and set up everything as perfectly as I could. I was still broke, but a few...
I could feel her hands touching me. They slid down the side of my face, leaving a warm trail of sensation. "Yamabuki..." I heard her speak the name, and again marveled at the regal tone. She was real, and I knew her, but who was she? I knew she was speaking to me as she pronounced the name, and knew that she loved me. I don't know how I knew, but I knew. " ... dreaming?" I asked, the word mouthed silently. "Yes," came the response. My eyes were closed in my dream. I wanted to open...
Things got awkward. I told Julie and Trish everything, from Jess's comments on the beach to the whispered conversations I had had in the dark of night. I told them the names, and what they meant to me, what they called me, and what I felt as I heard them speak. Neither of the women said anything, but the looks on their faces said that I had said too much. There was a definite chilling to the air as we all retired to our separate rooms, scarcely a word spoken. I think it had been too much,...
"So Lesley ... Is she Irish or something?" Julie asked on the ride home from classes one evening. Her hair was still slick from the pool, and the soft scent of chlorine was present in Trish's little car. "I'm a little curious about that too." Trish spoke up brightly. Her face took on that same faraway look that crossed her features whenever Lesley was mentioned. "I don't really know." I admitted, shifting slightly in the passenger seat. "She's got an accent I can't really...
I awoke to the sound of a cell phone ringing. That shook me for an instant. I didn't get reception here. Especially not the 1st floor down. It was quiet, but definitely there. I craned my neck to note the piles of clothes on the floor. One of them... It didn't seem right to immediately leap out of bed and hunt for it. Not with two beautiful women in bed with me. Two women I had just had... I had done it. A threesome. I'd dreamed about this for years, but every time I had tried before,...
Being in my office again, surrounded by the books and the piles of papers, seemed almost unreal. A reassertion of the mundane upon my rather recent foray into the realm of the bizarre. I still had a job. The women in my life still had classes, and things still had to be done. But lord it was hard. It bothered the bodily and emotional sense. Hell, what I wanted to do was take a few weeks off and spend the time exploring every sensation that we could invoke in each other. My mind kept flowing...
I was still reeling from Trish's ambush as I finished getting the meal together. It seemed out of place in the warm environs of the kitchen. Stove, refrigerator, counters, food, hot passionate sex. One of these things is not like the other. At least not in my experience. I'm sure there's some cheesy romance novel where the romance of the kitchen reveals something about blah blah blah, but to me, the kitchen had never been sexy. It was only a few more minutes to finish slapping together...
It was strange how fast things came together. One minute Julie had brought up the idea of Courtney moving in, and the next minute we had all come around to the idea. I felt like I was almost a bystander to the decision made by the two women in the house. They had decided that the solution to both suspicion and real estate issues was to have Courtney move in. And then, just like that, it began to happen. I had just finished the dishes when I was informed of the solution by a broadly smiling...
You know the cliché of emergency workers covering people with a blanket as they're being led away from a disaster? Sometimes I think the blanket is just for comfort. I know that I was hugging the covers tightly around myself after I finished screaming, willing the whole situation to be a dream. You can only wish for so long, however, and when I opened my eyes again, I found that I had apparently awakened the entire household with my shrieks. Julie, Trish and Courtney were all present, in...
"I'm not going to call myself Henrietta," I complained loudly. "Henrietta is the name you give a chicken." "Fine, you come up with the back story then." Trish sighed, snuggling against me with a smile. No, we hadn't. Not really. We still slept together, and we kissed, and there had been a little touching, but when we started getting right down to it, I had frozen. Panic, nerves, I don't know, but Trish had understood, and been there to hold me through the shakes, and the apologies...
Year 1988, Bilaspur, Chattisgarh, we used to stay in a private rented villa near the outskirts. Some 200 mins behind our place was a river and in the front was the main road going into Bilaspur town and the other side used to go to Koni where the Engineering College was located. I was studying in the Eng College and used to commute from home by motorbike as it was just 20 minutes drive from home. In front of our Villa on the main road itself there was a small wooden shop, for cigarette and...
Madam Snow opened the mini fridge in her office and extracted a bottle of liquor. She smiled, observing the familiar crystal clear bottle with it's thick orange lettering near the top spelling out the brand name. It featured thin, black, cursive *********** down the center describing its delicious contents. It was Absolut Mandrin, 80 proof; her favorite variant of the popular vodka. She only ever opened a bottle on special occasions like this. “This vodka is flavored. Mandarin Orange. I hope...
SEX The happiness of all human beings, men and women, depends largely on their rational solution of the sexual problem. Sex and the part it plays in human life cannot be ignored. In the case of animals sex plays a simpler and less complex rôle. It is a purely natural and instinctive function whose underlying purpose is the perpetuation of the species. It is not complicated by the many incidental phenomena which result, in man’s case, from psychologic, economic, moral and religious causes....
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
A collection of HAIKU's, first in five languages: Dutch, English, French, German and PolishI start with three in English after observation of voyeur video of a brunette beauty batingAfter every haiku in another tongue I will try to give a variation of it in English as wellI will first explain how it all started to happen here for me - quite unexpectedly in fact!In most HAIKU's I try to play with the sound of it in four different tongues from my mother'sAt last moment of my edit I decided to try...
“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
I finished crying over the fact that John was probably only being nice to me because of my aunt. I went into my bedroom where I got dressed. I then joined my aunt out in the kitchen. “So how was your tour?” Aunt Lisa asked. “You should know as it was only because of the deal you made with John,” I replied half-heartedly. “What deal is that?” Aunt Lisa asked. “I have no idea what you are talking about Betsy,” Aunt Lisa added. “You told him something when you went down to his...
A wife is a female partner in a continuing marital relationship. The term continues to be applied to a woman who has separated from her partner, and ceases to be applied to such a woman only when her marriage has come to an end, following a legally recognized divorce or the death of her spouse. On the death of her partner, a wife is referred to as a widow, but not after she is divorced from her partner. The rights and obligations of a wife in relation to her partner and her status in the...
What has been said in general about practical observance of the laws of sex hygiene in the preceding chapter for boys, applies to girls as well. If anything the sex precautions taken in infancy should be even more closely followed, as girls are by nature less robust than boys. If children could be raised in entire accordance with natural laws, the sexual instinct of girls as well as boys would probably remain dormant during the period stretching from infancy to puberty. As in the case of the...
ENGLISH COMPOSITION Milo was nineteen years old and just starting his second semester at the university. The first semester had gone pretty well, three A’s and two B’s, so by his standards the freshman was off to a good start. He’d been a very average, bored and unmotivated student in high school, but the college experience had so far been challenging and enlightening, maybe even intimidating, but had evoked from him an ability to study and focus on schoolwork that he’d never known...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
The English Rose The English Rose 1. Spencer Thomas was a balding man in his late forties. He wore a golfing tie ? white golf balls against a vivid green field. He rotated the nearly empty pint glass in the slick of spilt beer on the bar, making trails along the bar-top. It was three in the afternoon and he really should be getting on the road again. He looked up at the fake oak-stained beam over the bar and read the curious announcement over for the third time - ?The Black...
Milo was nineteen years old and just starting his second semester at the university. The first semester had gone pretty well, three A’s and two B’s, so by his standards the freshman was off to a good start. He’d been a very average, bored and unmotivated student in high school, but the college experience had so far been challenging and enlightening, maybe even intimidating, but had evoked from him an ability to study and focus on schoolwork that he’d never known before.It was the first day of...
MatureSally Harris was an English teacher in the local public high school. She was 45 years old and somewhat plain looking. She was not ugly by no means but she was not what you would call gorgeous, either. She was 5’ 6? tall and was slightly overweight but still decent looking. The most noticeable quality that Sally Harris had was her breats. They were much larger than normal. In fact they were very large and most of the guys in school noticed it. She was devoted to her teaching and was convinced...
April 17th, 2047 Adelia played the clip. It appeared on a large screen on the side of her studio. The audience grew hushed as the Sky News logo appeared with a reporter, a brown-skinned man with a close-shaved beard and, I supposed, a chiseled chin. “Prime Minister Lockwood had a few bold words to say about the ingratiation of President Becky Woodward today,” he said in that posh, British accent. It gave him more of an authoritative tone. “She was speaking before parliament in the wake of...
The bitch! I couldn't believe she said that, especially in front of Terri and Jason. I'm a "sexual creampuff"? More than those words were her expression and vocal inflections that ensured it was taken as an insult. They realized it; I saw that on their faces. Sure, she had been a little tipsy, but she's never said anything like that, even on the very few times she’d gotten almost falling down drunk. Sex was pretty much a taboo subject for her, especially around other people.For the rest of the...
ReluctanceDo you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
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