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“Hands up, chin down!” my voice booms through the boxing club. I have barked out these words a million times. Instructions that were also barked out at me a million times by my coach, for the first few years of my training when I was a teenager. Three loud electronic buzzes signal the end of the training session. “Good work ladies and gentlemen. See you at the next class,” I announce, dismissing the class. I am fifty four years old. Outside of work, I train and teach at my friend’s boxing club...
Oral SexMy name is Steve Johnston. I’m 57 years old, 6’3”, athletic and still have most of my hair. I run my own computer consulting firm. My income is more than adequate for my needs and my ongoing investments assure me a comfortable retirement. I own a home in a nice community just outside of a college town. You might think that this would lead to some fantastic sexual adventures but my needs are met by some good friends a few nights and weekends a month. All things are subject to change and it...
She has always made a joke of it. "We met in a church," she would say. And people who know us would do a double take. "In a church?" And of course, it was almost true. You see, in our quaint little midwestern town there was an old church building which had been empty for many years. About 15 years ago a fellow with some interesting business ideas purchased the building and opened a musical instrument store at the back of the former sanctuary and a performance music hall in the former...
What some of you already know or don't know, before I started my first real job, I studied one year at a local university. Unsuccesful cause I partied to much and I didn't want to study, so I quitted after a year. But in that first year I met somebody very interesting and somebody I still like very much to this very same day. And that's what this story is about, or should I say who : Sarah. The people who have read my previous erotic stories, know that I have had lesbian sex with a girl...
I stared at my daughter, shocked by what she had just told me. “Your brother fucked you!?” She had come to me quietly, timidly but she wanted to tell what had been going on in my own home for two years, “Yes, I think he raped me but I’m not sure anymore.” Now that her brother was out of the house she felt she could talk to me, “What the hell do you mean you’re not sure? Did he rape you or not, that should be pretty easy to figure out. Either you let him or he forced you, which was it?” Nate,...
Sarah By Christie Angenieux (c)2000 Vanity Press "I want to you to maid for me tonight." "What?" "I said I want you to maid for my party tonight. Some of my friends are coming over with their husbands and I think it would be a great opportunity for you to open up." The thought was arousing, but I didn't think I could go through with it. "I'm not sure...I..." "Didn't you tell me that you felt all alone when you dressed and that you wished other people knew and would accept...
Several summers ago I was a waitress at a restaurant down in the outer banks. The restaurant was very popular but had a horrible staff. I worked with mostly women who had been there for years and bsically had the run of the place. The owner hired me at the last second when one of the girls quit without notice. I had never waitressed before, and my new co workers weren't shy about openly displaying their resentment towards me. I was "accidently" tripped while carrying trays and routinely talked...
My Senior Prom was almost a bust. Three days before, my girlfriend had called to say that she was very sick and probably wouldn't be able to go. "Shit," I thought, "Only three days to find someone else good enough to go with?" Fortunately, my school posted a list of all the students going to prom--including whether or not they were going stag. I ran my finger down the "date" column, stopping at the blank spaces to check out their names. "Karen Stiller. No wonder she's going alone."...
I told this story to a friend last night. I had forgotten all about it. On my way home it all came flooding back into my head. I have to tell this story. It happened in Great Neck, Long Island, New York in the summer of 1962. These were pre-disease days. I was 30. Her name is Sarah Weingold. She was 22. I was working for a credit card company and our office building was next to what today would be called a Strip Mall. There were only five or six businesses in this mall. Sarah’s father had a...
EroticDinner I asked her? No sex 1st, then we’ll eat. I wanted to screw her from the moment I saw her, but this was a bit more forthright that I expected. We had been working together on the training course all day and had just got to the hotel. Well, you have been eyeing me up all day, sizing me up, trying to look down my blouse, so why waste time? Hell she was definitely my type of woman. Well in that case, my room or yours? I asked Yours she said firmly and headed to the elevator. We were on the...
This is truly what you would call paradise. There were so many beautiful girls and since it was always really hot here they went around pretty much nude. We were what some would call stranded. We all lived on little huts on the edge of a small lake in the centre of an island. I sat on the beach, it was getting late. I looked around to see what girls were still had not gone to bed. I stared in amazment as I found a hot chick named Sarah still sitting on a log across from me. I walked over to her...
EroticNerves and anxiety were at an all time high… It was 6pm and I was stood propping up the bar in a strange place I'd never been in and had already had a couple of Gins to calm my nerves, yet my palms were still sweaty and legs were like jelly. But then “she” walked in… And I'm not exaggerating when I say everyone in the place turned to look at her. Her name was Sarah and we had been talking online for over a year and finally the stars had aligned and we had agreed to meet. My first thoughts were...
I sat alone in the back of the small, yet oh so exclusive suburban church and watched the proceedings as only an outsider can watch. I had no part in the funeral services although my heart would be buried in the grave along with my beloved. It was difficult to concentrate on the words of the unctuous, self-important minister as he extolled the virtues of a woman he had never met in an orator's voice that held no sincerity. The half listened to drone of his words flowed over me. My own...
I was at a national convention in D.C. The convention was in its 3rd day and it lasted 7. They bused us from the convention hall to our hotel every day. This got to be a hassle some times, because you had to wait and wait sometimes. On this day, i had become separated from my friends and stood alone waiting for the next bus. It finally came and i got a window seat. Five minutes later, a huge black woman got on and sat down next to me. She said hello, and i returned the greeting. She...
If you like images to go with your story you can click for the illustrated version of this SARAH in the comments below. Enjoy...The greatest thing about my lover, Joe, is his cock. I just love it. It's so fat and hard and muscular, I love holding it, I love stroking it, I love kissing it, I love sucking it, I love feeling it between my tits, I love feeling it filling my arse-hole, I love feeling it filling my pussy.I'm 26, with long straight brown hair, and brown eyes. People have always called...
Als Sarah erwacht, liegt sie in einer dunklen einsamen Gasse. Sie rappelt sich mühsam auf und sieht sich um. Die schäbigen Häuserfassaden auf beiden Seiten sind so hoch, dass der Himmel darüber nicht mehr zu erkennen war und das Tageslicht gänzlich verschluckt wird. Vielleicht ist es auch gerade Nacht. Das einzige spärliche Licht kommt von vereinzelten Lampen über den Häusereingängen. Doch die meisten sind zerschlagen oder sehen so aus als ob sie schon seit Jahren nicht mehr gebrannt hätten....
“Hands up, chin down!” my voice booms through the boxing club. I have barked out these words a million times. Instructions that were also barked out at me a million times by my coach, for the first few years of my training when I was a teenager. Three loud electronic buzzes signal the end of the training session. “Good work ladies and gentlemen. See you at the next class,” I announce, dismissing the class. I am fifty four years old. Outside of work, I train and teach at my friend’s boxing...
My phone is going off and when I look, it’s my husband texting me. He doesn’t even bother to call. He says he is going to be home late from work again. I just finished putting dinner on the table.I sit there and eat alone, having a glass of dark red wine. I know he’s fucking someone now. I take off my pants and start fingering my pussy as I finish eating alone. That bastard.It is a couple of hours later when I hear him come in the door. The food has been in the refrigerator for a while. I am...
CheatingYou could tell for days that something was different, that something was wrong. I mean if you had bothered to look that is, to slow down, to stop and just look at Donna, something our parents never did as they rushed about their own lives ignoring their children completely. But I did. It was the way she carried herself, usually upbeat, always quick with a smile whenever anyone spoke to her. She had always been popular, and beautiful, something I had no problem telling her. Being her brother...
'When I changed his diaper, I kissed his little pecker'.I sat a little dumb-founded, studying Rosa, how can a woman so beautiful, so cultured, and highly educated, confess to such a thing.We knew of women who, in their eyes, bestow the ultimate mother's love on their c***d. I was shocked, but intrigued.I sat with her and was captivated by her refined tones, I am not a lesbian but have experimented with women, and right now I felt drawn-in.Like me, she was the product of sexual advance from our...
Wrapped in the towel I made my way to the bedroom. Hair still dripping wet I reached for one of David's tank tops and a pair of his boxers. He would be home late, again. And somehow it comforted me, to smell him, even if it was just his clothes, around me. The shirt was too big, but I did not care. I missed him, his touch, the way he used to fuck me. He had been there, in the hospital. He had held my hand, as the doctor had told me about my injuries, the things they had done, to safe my...
Story Adult Forum and hot and exciting lived with the wife of a very beautiful friend and that was Sexy Films and love Zub to the extent that it is has been harassing me and tempt me to Aneckha and they forbade woman buxom and great pizazz and very attractive, especially when put bra lifting Bazzaz especially where they become pathogenic form more attractive and sweeter, and I met her the company of her husband in a lot of special times and he was my friend and was our trade for a long time and...
Between playing their different games, Emma now broadcasting on one of the adult sites they found on a regular basis, and just life in general, the fall does seem to fly by. Before they know it, it is Thanksgiving. Their first together. This year has been filled with so many firsts and then repeats. It is hard to imagine that it is only eight months since Emma attended the lecture Donald gave. And six months since this all began with them.Neither had really done much for Thanksgiving for...
Love StoriesSam left and I put my shorts on and laid down on the sofa reflecting on my day, my knee really was sore as I had been kneeling on the cut which didn’t help. I was comfortable with my knee bent up and resting on the back of the sofa and the other leg flat, I was resting my eyes when I heard Lisa come in with a friend from the sound of it, I pretended to be asleep as her friend walked in the lounge and I heard a ‘gasp’ and she immediately ran to the kitchen with Lisa, “OMG!” she said softly...
Daniel Henney was the most beautiful man I’d ever saw. He was 29 years old and I was 22. He was our swimming coach on the swim team at university. Daniel had the bronzed body of a Greek God, rippling stomach, and huge biceps. He looked more like a fitness instructor than a swimming coach. Let me introduce myself, my name’s Andy Davis. I grew up in North London but then got a swimming scholarship to transfer to the ‘States where I am now in Los Angeles. Man, the men here are hot! You can...
My wife and I were visiting her friend Crystal in Atlanta and all three of us planned to run in a local race, but at different lengths. My wife, Larisa, was planning on running the half marathon, Crystal was running the 10K, and since I was recovering from an injury I was only planning on running the 5K. One of Crystal's coworkers lived near the race sight so she told us we could park in her driveway and the car would serve as a rallying point where we could all meet after our respective races....
“DEMON RAMIE, come to me. Help me in my time of need!” What the fuck? Where am I? “You came!” Miranda? “Help me, Ramie. They’re after me.” Who? “I don’t know. He grabbed me and I ran. There he is!” She was panicked and backing into a corner. This wasn’t good. “Aye, little miss. You’ll make a fine toffer,” a voice growled. A grizzled man came down the narrow alley toward us. Miranda turned to run again and tripped over her dropped basket. He grabbed her arm in one hand and her waist in...
First, a shout out to Audrey X for correctly Googling, I mean answering the previous obscure movie reference "A Clockwork Orange." She even said it was "easy." "Vanity thy name is woman." The alluring Audrey will receive her bonus points plus five White Castle coupons honoring the return of GOT.And now...The Adventure ContinuesI'm Emma Gravel. You might know me from such Lush stories as, "I Found My Heart in San Francisco" and "Put on Your Easter Bonnet." For the uninitiated, I own a...
HumorThat afternoon I went to my appointment with my Gynecologist.I was not the annual visit; but my beloved hubby had fisted my asshole last time we fucked; so I wanted a special check out, since I did not want it to be so distended…Before the appointment, I carefully shaved my mount to get it smooth and also the crack of my ass.My Gynecologist was an old man, in his late sixties; a tall elegant huge man. And I had chosen him because he was black…I loved his long huge fingers touching my vagina...
From the day Xavier got the apartment, Lily had been hard at work on her back, on her knees, and on all fours, letting endless strangers have their way with her. She had been nervous at first, but after the first few men, she no longer cared. She would simply let them empty themselves into her, maybe suck them off, take a shower, and then get ready for the next guy. Xavier would come back in the evening with food and gifts, claiming he had spent the day busy at work. Everything he bought for...
Father Leary slid closed the window, pivoting to slide open the window on the opposite wall of the confessional. Oh, how he disliked Thursday afternoons. From three to five P. M. there was a never ending procession of the local high school boys and girls confessing their petty sins to the priest. I lied to my parents. I swore at my sister. I had impure thoughts, Yada ... yada ... yada. Once in a while some teen would titillate him with a confession but too often it was like the Smith boy had...
Mary had often wondered what her godfather's house would look like. It was much grander than she expected. Mary was excited when she entered the mansion that would be her home for the next few months. The warm embrace that Paul, a long-time friend of her parents' and a successful businessman, had given her when she arrived, had been a little longer than strictly necessary. But she did not mind that at all. She had always found Paul with his green eyes and shock of auburn hair fascinating. Now...
Hello friends. My name is Jahangir. I run my own restaurant in outskirts of Hyderabad. I am 26 years old 6, 2’’ tall, fair and had worked really hard and made a strong muscular body. I also went to Mumbai to try my luck in movies but I didn’t sustain long enough in the competition. Anyways the story which I am going to narrate to you people today is about me and my Khala( Aunty) My Khala Ruksana is in mid 30s but she is still as sexy as a college going girl. She is 5’6” 34 boobs, slim,...
IncestCHAPTER 2(Tarzan Jr. meets Sister Monique and Sister Heidimarie in Johannesburg) The muscular Adam Smith aka Tarzan Jr. walked in front of Sister Monique and Sister Heidimarie up the spiral staircase to the rooftop hideaway along with “Jane” the dark-skinned nubile companion he had come to cherish like a pleasing bed-mate with no holds barred when it came to horizontal gymnastics.The two nuns had very different thoughts as they walked behind the animal-like haunches of the stalking Tarzan Jr....
InterracialI was sick of my life. I was sick of getting up early to go to work. I was sick of having a job I hated. I was sick of trying to ass-kiss my way to a promotion I didn’t even want. There was no way out, no break from the constant grind of never-ending work. In short, I needed a break. Then I met Sky. Sky was the kind of girl that all other girls instinctively hated. She was the girl every boy’s mother dreaded him bringing back home. Thick, dark hair falling in waves and loops down her back,...
Author’s Note: The final chapters are here. Please comment and let me know what you think! Thank you. *** Chapter 21 A week later, Karen appeared at Ben’s doorstep with a smile on her face. Ben was surprised by her visit, but he invited her in. ‘Where’s River?’ she asked as soon as she took a seat at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of her. ‘Elle took him out to get a treat for getting an A for his Math test,’ Ben answered. ‘Oh, she shouldn’t have had to reward him,’ Karen...
I kept up my schedule through the end of the school year. Since I didn't have a girlfriend to spend any time with, I kept on running, with and without a soccer ball. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I worked with Davey, Kip, and Justin before the Warriors practices. I wasn't sure how productive these sessions were, but we had fun goofing around in the park, at least. And, at that age, any time spent working the ball was time well spent for a kid who wanted to be a better player. The recreational...
Stopforths Story.By Gill Byrd.I was eightteen when I had the best sex I ever had; before or since.In those days my main source of gratification was a wank over a nudie book! Let's start off with the truth; I'd never had sex!I was a fairly solitary youth, happy with my own company. You would probably call me a bit of a wimp and a geek in today?s parlance. Girls didn't seem to fancy me, and blokes didn't try to enlist me into their games and schemes, but I had a couple of mates who liked the...
The boat ride back was quiet. We managed to find our clothes and dressed. Once docked, I left with Beth and Alicia. We went to the RV and ate a light supper before going to bed. In the morning, I talked with Beth about staying or moving on while Alicia slept. She had been used more and used harder than Beth the previous day. We had four more days paid on our space. After talking while breakfast cooked, we decided that it was time to move the RV to somewhere new. Beth said, “We could even...
Nice Shoes Part 3 By Deane Christopher Copyright 2004 Oddly enough, Amber presented Ethan with the perfect opportunity to come clean about her rather unique sexual duality later that very same evening. It all began innocently enough during their ride up in one the Hilton's swanky elevators, when Amber casually quipped, "Tell me something. What is it with you and those high heels of yours? I mean, you really must like 'em, given that you've got to have damn near every color that they...
Technocratic: Episode 3 - Mystery Revealed By Robyn Identity is a difficult concept to grasp. What makes a person a person. What makes you the person you are? How can the identity of the person be changed? By surgery? By magic? Or can it? Tom Turner had heard that one's identity changed eventually to fit their environment. At least that was what all the transgender experts told him when he explained how he had once been a man. Unfortunately, Tom's identity had never...
She was sure this could only happen to her… But let’s start at the beginning...It was about six months ago when she walked into her local gym for the first time. She was there to have a look around and sign paperwork. Over the next few weeks, she went occasionally, keeping to herself as she completed her workouts. She organized some personal training sessions which she enjoyed however, she couldn't continue because her funds ran out.After seeing her doctor and getting her medical test results...
SeductionMary looked at him, pensively. She told her ring to appear. She turned her hand over, and when her ring came close to Marty’s ring, it too appeared. She touched the rings together. Marty jolted as she linked to his mind using the rings. She didn’t push hard. She only read his surface thoughts and could feel his desires. He had a strong desire to be with her. She didn’t know if it was love or if it was sustainable. She did know that they were his desires and not the rings. He was happy and...
"So, what are the plans for today?" Gail asked as she served us some barebones coffee and eggs. She'd admitted to us that she was certainly no gourmet cook, only knowing how to do the bare minimum, but she seemed happy serving us, as she couldn't seem to wipe the smile off her face the entire time. "I don't know about you, but I suggest we start the day with an invigorating bout of sex, just to make sure everyone is ready and raring to go today," Chalise cheekily suggested, her wide...
The 452nd Heavy Fighter Squadron based mostly out of the 5th Fleet raced in towards their designated target in the alien command fleet, even if no one was really sure that was what they were. Commander Sigis studied the readings he was getting, including the massive energy spike that indicated an anti-matter power plant driving the beam guidance generator. “Where do we hit?” Pilot Ranvert asked. “That thing is shlecking huge!” “Smaller than a battlesphere,” Pilot Creel giggled. “Though...
It was a foggy morning in the small Atlanta suburb of London. Joan, walked down the wet sidewalk to Holmes's house. As she opened the squeaky gate, she noticed one dim light coming from the office area of Holmes Manner. She kicked the morning paper into the pile on the edge of the walkway as she approached the door.She sighed as she fumbled through her keys. It was a shame how a house that just months before had been filled with joy, was now so dark and gloomy. She attempted to open the door,...
LesbianWarren and Sophia were on a plane, flying from the last stop on the tour, back home. "Warren?" Sophia said. "Hmph?" Warren looked up from the book he was reading. "Can we talk?" "Sure, Pookie," he said, putting his book away. "I've been thinking. Something's wrong, honey. I can't completely put my finger on it, but we're a little bit... I don't know. Disconnected, somehow. Unraveled." "What makes you say that?" "Lots of things." She sighed. "We've been through a...
“I don’t know when to stop talking, do I?” I asked. You smiled and kissed me again. It took my breath away. I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the feeling. It was like nothing I’d ever imagined, nothing I’d ever felt before, nothing I could imagine living without. Your fingers moved just the slightest bit. I nearly came, my cock straining hard against the white satin thong. Your hand was warm on my thigh, your palm and pinky resting on the lacy tops of my stockings, the other fingers...
Me and my best friend Keirsten were coming home from a Friday night party, and were sleeping over at my house. My parents were out of town so we had my house to ourselves. Keirsten, who is 18 with straight blonde hair and C cup breasts and a nice big bubble butt to match mine, was wearing a super tight short black strapless dress and red 5 inch heels. I am also 18, with my wavy dark brown hair, also C cup breasts and nice ass, was wearing a tight, short blue dress with a REALLY low v-neck, and...
“Shocking news out of Sundance today: the indie project that two-time Academy Award-winner Corinne DeLoie directed and starred in, with her longtime friend Mattson Childers, contains a scene of explicit, unsimulated sexual activity...” “So, apparently Corinne DeLoie is a hypocrite, right? She didn’t want to take her clothes off for Conrad Brauer’s project, citing her no-nudity clause in her contract, but then she goes and has actual Mattson Childers on film in one of his projects? Someone...
\Chapter Two: The night ends with a bang Ted’s point of view Friday dawned warm and bright. After showering and dressing for a busy day, I walked out of the house into the vineyard. The trellises covered in grape vines ran in neat rows for acres. The netting we used to keep the birds at bay, fluttered slowly in the breeze. I stopped at the first row and drew in a deep breath. The smell was sweet and earthy. The vines here in the city of Spring, just north of Houston, were much younger than...
The following weekend jewel came over looking visibly distraught. "Oh, Master I am so sorry! I was so looking forward to being with you today, but when I woke up this morning my once-a-month visitor had come to see me! I am sorry, but I had to wear panties today because I didn't want to make a mess!" she said."That's okay jewel, this happens. We will just work around it, that's all.""I tried to call and ask permission to wear panties, but I couldn't get you on the phone. Please forgive me,...
BDSMSissy Mission 6: Poodle Skirt Sissy By Cheryl Alison I sat on the bench assessing my surroundings. It was a well-kept small town, with a cobblestone main street and nicely maintained historic buildings. Banners and awnings in the front of shops fluttered in the breeze, advertising everything from antiques to hardware. Since it was a town located on a large lake with lots of recreation opportunities, it was busy on this early June day. People strolled up...
Chapter 9 Frustration leads to the unexpected… Every night he left the windows opened, hoping and waiting for his mother to enter his room and life once more. Until one day he took the watch from its box noting it had kept perfect time. He wore it to work the next day when everyone commented on it, asking if he had a rich uncle. He decided he accepted her and wanted to have a connection with her. The marks on his neck and stomach healed. And enough time had elapsed he’d come to accept what...
Diese Geschichten gehen wahrscheinlich teilweise zu weit doch sie sind ein fiktive Story bei der IHR einfach eurer Phantasie freien lauf lassen könnt und auch sollt.Entdecket neue Ufer auf das euch neue Weisheiten zu teil wird! - A.P.ZINNOBER/PURPURHallo mein Name ist Vallerie, bin in einer Woche 18 Jahre alt und habe gerade meine Ausbildung als Orgelbauerin angefangen. Schon seit meiner Kindheit, in der Kirche, haben mich Orgeln massiv fasziniert und auch irgendwie angemacht. Die ganzen Rohre...
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Enjoy the intensity of your desires. Chapter Eight A Rainy day at Mud Lake The day started out warm and breezy, the weather forecast was calling for rain. She anticipated the arrival of her date. She had planned a nice dinner for outside. They were to meet at the park and drive together to a secluded spot by the lake. She had packed a nice bottle of wine, salad, spaghetti, garlic bread and chocolate mousse. She hoped all would go as she had been dreaming of in her mind. She dressed in a...
It had been three years since I had watched Kate have sex with another guy. I never told her what I saw, but I was certain that it was not an isolated incident. I kept my mouth shut though and we carried on like any other happily married couple. After last weekend though, I am not sure if I can keep it all together. Kate and I are both 29, and last weekend we went to a resort about 6 hours north of where we live for her brother’s summer wedding. The resort was amazing, and it was a good chance...
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