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NOVEMBER 2001, THANKSGIVING BREAK [WHUMP] The impact of her body against mine was enough to stagger me. I just barely stayed upright, my knees threatening to buckle but holding firm while Dawn wrapped her legs around my waist and planted a volcanic kiss on my lips. And only now did I feel like I could relax. At first, I'd been rather disappointed not to find my girlfriend waiting for me at the end of the jet bridge. My heart sunk like a stone into the pit of my stomach at the thought that...
Like a fair number of the guys I’d had sex with, Ryan’s head dove straight for my cunt. We’d barely taken our clothes off and he began to lick my clit. I think they saw this on TV, Cinemax I guessed, softcore porn where the man almost always pleasured the woman before himself. Although, come to think of it, on Cinemax movies he always quit doing his work down there before she came and proceeded to fuck her in various positions for ten or fifteen minutes before he came. Although generally his...
Straight SexSteve felt incredibly proud of his fifteen year old daughter, Lisa, when she got a full scholarship to a highly exclusive private school. Unfortunately, the school was over three hours away by car, which meant Lisa would have to go there and live on campus. But Steve knew it was the best thing for her even if he started missing her terribly the moment he drove away from the school after moving her into her dorm room. Yet Steve wasn’t the only one who was feeling lonely with Lisa away at...
Introduction: A simple passionate story about a very loving young couple (& thier sex life) The warmth of my blankets make it close to imposible for me to leave the comfort of freshly cleaned sheets. I could seriously stay in this state of perfection for whole days before wanting to leave. Ahhhhh, Ryan lets out an exaderated moan. He does this every morning before he slumps out of bed. Lexaaaa, wake up, he says with a grunt before throwing one of his pillows with his head barely lifted from our...
So there I was, sitting on the toilet, wiping my pussy dry after a relaxing pee. Except that once I was dry, I didn't stop wiping. Instead I was savoring the gentle touch of tissue against my sensitive pink lips. It took only a few seconds for me to realize that I was no longer cleaning myself up, I was masturbating. I had never realized how much fucking I really need. I mean, Artie can take care of me pretty well, and regularly, even though by now I'm pretty sure that he's fucking that...
The week went by slowly. I daydreamed about what it would be like to actually be fucked by Ryan all week. I would be sitting at my desk at the real estate office and my mind would wander and my silk panties would get wet. I'd be showing houses to clients and thinking about Ryan fucking me in the bathroom, or in the kitchen, or in the pool. I would come home and attack John - we were having the best sex of our marriage (12 years).Finally the week ended and on Friday night John took me out to...
You are SO not going to believe what happened last weekend! Do you remember I told you about going into town with Toni? You know, to celebrate Melissa having her baby? Oh my God, he is so cute - he looks just like her, and nothing like Olly, thankfully. I went round there before I went to Toni's, it's so weird seeing Melissa being a Mum. I'm like, how can that even be possible, you're my little sister! Yeah, we went to Walkabout first, but there was this group of guys in there being...
This is a story I wrote over a year ago. Never satisfied I published it onmy own site intending on editing it at a later date. This is my final draftof it – or so I hope. The Letter to Ryan "Here, you're going to need this." He said, offering a glass to his friend. Ryan took the glass and sipped at the amber liquid, sucking in and allowingthe flavor of the scotch to fill his mouth. Jerry fumbled in his coat pocket for a moment and then withdrew an envelope. "Here,I want you to read this as soon...
Ryan closed his eyes again, stretched back on his pillow with his hands clasped behind his head, smiled, chuckled confidently and relaxed quietly while his cock enjoyed its treat. He couldn’t imagine a better way to wake up. He rejoiced once again in his own ingenuity in arranging this constant availability of sex partners in his life, because now he could indulge his insatiable libido anytime, anywhere. The last two months with Jenna and Kerri had proved to be more fulfilling, sexually and...
Introduction: High School Fiction Hii, I am Jenna a senior student at my high school. 18yrs old. I have long black hair. Hazel eyes, Luscious lips. Long slim legs and a very toned body. 36C boobs, Puffy nipples. Tight pussy and a round ass. I love to play in the sports teams, the sense of rivalry mixed with fun, passion and victory turns me on. I am in the girls football team, on the swim team and I do play more indoor and outdoor sports. There were Girls Football Team tryouts happening for...
One warm sunny afternoon my girlfriend, Cindy, and I were lying naked in the backyard by the small pool enjoying the peace when her cellphone rang. “Hi Pamela, how are you? …. Of course, come on over, we’re just hanging out by the pool. We’d love to see you. … Sure, bring him over too. It’d be nice to meet him. See you in a bit …. Oooh, really! Can’t wait to see it.” “Can’t wait to see what?” I asked intrigued. “Pamela’s bringing over another one of her young men and apparently he has a massive...
One warm sunny afternoon my girlfriend, Cindy, and I were lying naked in the backyard by the small pool enjoying the peace when her cellphone rang. “Hi Pamela, how are you? …. Of course, come on over, we’re just hanging out by the pool. We’d love to see you. … Sure, bring him over too. It’d be nice to meet him. See you in a bit …. Oooh, really! Can’t wait to see it.”“Can’t wait to see what?” I asked intrigued.“Pamela’s bringing over another one of her young men and apparently he...
Elase is a small Catholic town, I say Catholic because 90% of its population are migrants from Ireland, Malta, Italy and other Mediterranean countries where the word of the Church is law. The Irish were early settlers and the ranks swelled with the first flush of immigrants arriving. It is mainly an agricultural community with outlying farms; the town itself is dominated by Catholic businesses, the school is run by the Church and the only Church is St Mary's, Catholic, as you no doubt...
It was a beautiful summers day in sunny Rome. Claire, a 21 year old receptionist from England was strolling down the stony paths with her boyfriend of 2 years Ryan, a 25 year old bricklayer also from England.They had always been rather happy in their relationship but neither knew that they were both hungry for something else... FROM someone else. They had planned the trip together, both telling each other that it would be very romantic to get away to the Italian capital. They promised each...
"That Ginny is one fine piece of ass, Ernie." "What did you say?" "I said... Hey, what the fuck did you hit me for?" By that time, I was flat on my back and Ernie had his knees on my chest, punching my face as I raised my arms in front of me, like a boxer feebly defending himself. My best friend in the world had cold-cocked me and was bent on murder, though he might have called it 'justifiable homicide.' We were both on the junior varsity football team, only I was a running back-a...
My parents had to go to a funeral in New York . I didn’t even know the woman who died, so I stayed…well…in town. Five minutes after they rushed to the airport, I was speeding down the highway as fast as my little old car would go. All I could think of was alone time, with him. With Ryan. With my boyfriend. With my love. I didn’t tell him I was coming, and I know guys hate the pop in, but I really wanted to surprise him, since we’re always lacking time together. My parents had absolutely no...
My parents had to go to a funeral in New York . I didn't even know the woman who died, so I stayed...well...in town. Five minutes after they rushed to the airport, I was speeding down the highway as fast as my little old car would go. All I could think of was alone time, with him. With Ryan. With my boyfriend. With my love. I didn't tell him I was coming, and I know guys hate the pop in, but I really wanted to surprise him, since we're always lacking time together. My parents had absolutely no...
First TimeSRU: Changing Private Ryan By JDCopyhack Dateline: June 6, 1944 It was dawn as the Higgins landing craft plowed through the choppy seas. The air was thick with fog and the skies were overcast. The Allied High Command couldn't have asked for better camouflage to begin the European invasion. Aboard one of the craft, Private James Ryan stared blankly out to sea. Around him, many of his fellow soldiers were in various stages of prayer. And those who weren't were vomiting over the...
Ryan: I have had a real crush on Bobbi for the last year. Who wouldn’t. She is a really hot woman. Of course, she never gave the 18 year old geek next door a second look. As it turned out, my bedroom shared a wall with theirs, and many nights I could hear mumbling and groaning through the wall. Being a bit of a technophile, (I have been accepted to Engineering school next year,) it was no problem for me to whip up a special microphone and sound system with an enhanced sound mixer to allow me...
The sun came up over the lake on that cool August morning, casting a million sparkles across the water. They reflected back up into the world. Some of them hit the wall of my tent. It was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. It was very peaceful. Spots of light just dancing on the fabric above me, like happy little spirits. The first thing I heard was the splash of waves on the shore, and a gentle breeze in the canopy of leaves above. I was safe and warm in my sleeping bag, and I...
During my freshman year in High School, I had finally reached maturity, and although I didn't have many close friends, my friend Ryan and I were close. On one of our weekly weekend sleep overs, Ryan and I were looking and porn on my lab top. Both of us were getting horny and we were pitching tents. Usually, we would jack-off in front of each other (even on the same bed), but we never touched. During this night though, all of that changed.With looking at the porn, both of us started to undress...
Gay MaleDuring my freshman year in High School, I had finally reached maturity, and although I didn’t have many close friends, my friend Ryan and I were close. On one of our weekly weekend sleep overs, Ryan and I were looking and porn on my lab top. Both of us were getting horny and we were pitching tents. Usually, we would jack-off in front of each other (even on the same bed), but we never touched. During this night though, all of that changed. With looking at the porn, both of us started to undress...
This is a fictional story about two teenage boys, although the story is based on true events that took place in my own personal life. Enjoy! More will be posted. Story characters include Ryan, a 17 year-old bisexual high school student, and Nate, a 15 year-old, secretly bisexual, high school student. ——————————————————————————————- This was the summer that changed my life forever. My name is Ryan, Im 17, and your average high school guy. Im not very interesting. I dont like sports, love to...
One day he decided to fix me up with Maryann. She came by the garage where we worked, and she was gorgeous. A perfect 36c-24-34, blonde hair, blue eyes, her tits had a nice bounce when she walked. She was a 30 year old babydoll. She lived at home with her parents so that they could keep an eye on her and her 10 year old son. Maryann had been a wild child. She admitted to being a groupie with a rock n roll band. From the looks of the kid, one of the band members must have been black. ...
Maryanne was a loner. She had been all her life. She'd never had any real friends, and her parents had died when she was young. She'd hated her foster parents, all of them, and drifted into retail work after school. Although she was competent enough, and had never really been sacked, she'd had more jobs than she could remember. She was pretty enough to have had her fair share of boyfriends, but had never felt anything special for any of them. Inevitably, each one had drifted away,...
I married my college sweetheart the summer after we both graduated, and after our honeymoon in Nassau with lots of sun and love making, we moved into our new home, a small apartment just outside of Boston. The apartment was in an old house that had been divided into four apartment units. Before we were married, without knowing many details, I was aware that Maryanne had a bit on a reputation back in her home town, and liked to flirt with other guys and men, and perhaps fool around some, but I...
I'd had a profile on a local swingers site for years and had a few encounters. I had switched my Sexual Orientation back and forth from straight to Bi-curious to Bi-comfortable several times, but finally decided to be true to myself and if it stopped me from getting anything out of the site, oh well... I was Bisexual and was going to keep my ad that way.My wife and I had been swingers for awhile, but she freaked out one day and put it all to an end. Long story there, but she and I only had sex...
BisexualJune 5, 1944 23:50 As we loaded onto the C-47, I wondered if it was going to be another false alarm. Yesterday, the weather had forced us to abort, but tonight the planes took off. I had the feeling that this was the night I would die for sure. I had gotten less than three hours shut-eye, and I floated between sleep and consciousness as we flew toward our drop zone. I had done night drops in the English countryside over the last month, but this was the real deal, behind enemy lines. Few of us...
Learning to make love was a religious experience for me! Michelle and I had been dating for several months and decided to go to summer camp at the same time. We rode the bus to Camp Crawford right after church Sunday afternoon. Michelle and I were able to get one of the back seats while Brian and Cindy, who were nearly 18, had the other. When we started, we just sat and talked, but later Michelle nudged me and nodded her head toward Brian and Cindy. They were sneaking quick kisses when...
I realized that I liked boys at an early age playing house with my neighbor friend I always pretended to be his wife and I believe I may of even kissed him at one point. As I got older I would wear my older sisters panties and skirts when no one was home and dance around the house. It wasn't until my junior year in highschool I had my first gay sexual experience and loved it even know I was extremely inexperienced. Now I'm nineteen and very experienced but still very much in the closet when one...
For as long as I saw Bryan, he never once spoke to me in a term of affection, and he never asked for anything, he told me. For some reason, I just never refused him or had the personal strength to say no to him. At work, he would call me “Miss” or Lydia. But outside of work, it was slut or whore. He wasn’t that careful about using those terms outside the office in front of people either. I can recall more than a few strange looks from people who overheard him speaking like that.Even as I...
TrueThe band's encore faded out and the final set for the night came to an end. Pumped-up festival-goers began to pour out of the arena looking to take the party elsewhere – probably to a field somewhere, in true country style. I took one look at the human traffic jam at the arena gates and decided to stay put and wait out the crowd. As the crowd thinned, I noticed the blanket of red plastic cups and other rubbish that had been discarded all over the grassy arena. Still buzzed with energy from the...
Outdoorby BootyLover This story is a work of fiction. Any appearance of connection to real persons of events is purely coincidental. My name is Jack Winters. I'm 44 years old and live near Monterey California with my wife and daughter, a senior in high school. We have a son in college. A couple of months ago, I had an experience which likely changed my life, but I'm not yet sure what it means for me. I've never been promiscuous, but I've always loved looking at beautiful women. My...
About 5 years ago I coached a select baseball team. Tired of the parents and politics I decided to hang it up and have my weeknights and weekends free of nagging fathers telling me their k** was the next Babe Ruth, and being told how I should do everything different and catering to ever need of every future pro baseball player on my team. I had my fill of it and was done.Fast forward 5 years....After remodeling my house with all my newly acquired free time, my new focused was to tear down and...
Lost my Bet - Maryanne.Hi guys I’m Maryanne, Dave’s fuck buddy. We fuck each other whenever one of us wants relief. Our respective significant others don’t know. Yes, this adds to the excitement. I have agreed to write this if he promises not to change a word. So dear reader this is all true. You know Dave is a fit horny 30 ish bloke. He would never comment on his dick but it’s bigger than my current boyfriend’s. He fits my pussy very snugly. He continues to deny that he enjoyed the follow...
Doug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
Doug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
Molly O'Ryan stood on the dock with tears running down her pretty face. The wind whipped her long, straight, red hair. She watched her Father bartering with the fine, English gentleman. She knew full well what he was doing; he was selling his eldest daughter, a girl just turned 18, so that her brothers and sister would survive the coming winter. Times were more than hard in Ireland in 1869; they were desperate. She could see the Englishman turn and look at her and then turn back to Father. The...
BDSMThe highway might as well have been desolate, of all the cars that traveled along I53, not one had slowed to pick up Aryana as she stood thumbing from the break down lane The highway might as well have been desolate, of all the cars that traveled along I53, not one had slowed to pick up Aryana as she stood thumbing from the break down lane.? Every few hours she would walk for a while, then try again in a different spot, but it was getting close to dusk and she wasn?t too keen on hitching...
Professor Michaels sat on the edge of his bed looking at her, his latest coed ‘MaryAnn’. Her face, with eyes closed and mouth slightly open, sleeping now, lay snuggled under the covers, all messy and wrinkled from their earlier lovemaking. He watched his sleeping young lover, maybe 20 or 21, blond, green eyes ... or were they hazel, he couldn’t remember. He couldn’t be sure he remembered her name either. He was terrible with names. So he called them all MaryAnn. Why he picked that name, he...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
Hi! Let me introduce myself. My name is Rory and I’m eighteen. My brother is Derek and he’s seventeen. Actually, I’m almost two years older because he just turned seventeen a couple of months ago, and I’ll be nineteen in less than two months. I was nine and Derek eight when our father was killed in a car crash. They said he was drunk, and I can believe it. He was drunk a lot of times. He didn’t have any insurance, and we’d never had much money anyway, so we were in kind of a tight place. In...
TabooThe first week passed in an organized chaos of digging, diving, and dirt displacement. By its end the cabin had been made generally livable. Doug had patched the leaks in the clay tile roof, ending the drips that accompanied the daily afternoon showers. All had cleaned the grime from its interior. The shutters were functional, thanks to new nylon rope hinges, and could be closed in case of another storm. The mosquito netting had been repaired and draped over the bed. Doug had used the nylon...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
The first week passed in an organized chaos of digging, diving, and dirt displacement. By its end the cabin had been made generally livable. Doug had patched the leaks in the clay tile roof, ending the drips that accompanied the daily afternoon showers. All had cleaned the grime from its interior. The shutters were functional, thanks to new nylon rope hinges, and could be closed in case of another storm. The mosquito netting had been repaired and draped over the bed. Doug had used the nylon...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
This story is regarding my mom named rittu aged 42 years and she has a very ripe luscious fig og 383438 and she always looked gorgeous in saree.I reallu used to admire my sexy mom but never had that feelings of sex with her.My father had a business in delhi but due to loss he shifted to Chandigarh and mom once in a week used to visit my dad .I am 21 years now studying in college in delhi and had very few friends and often used to chat on net.I had a special friend named amit who was from...
Being a CPA, she'd been able to save a bunch by closing her expensive office in Phoenix's central business district. Now, at a fraction of the price, she only needed to rent a post box in the same uptown stylish and upscale address that at one time been her plush office. Her clients were happy to email their spread sheets to her, knowing her work was professional and accurate, as were her insights and opinions. She'd bought the business from an elderly man, inheriting his clientele. Those...
KEVIN Andrea’s spending the night with my sister. Most girls their age hardly have nipples, but Andrea’s are totally obvious when she’s adjusting her goofy nightcap, a Night-Before-Christmas type, except it’s not Christmas. Katie’s breasts, I know all about from wrestling around. When the three of us play Monopoly, the two complain I own too many hotels, so I make them loans to keep the game going. Banker Andrea in her nightgown has to lean forward to make change while Katie pretends to sort...
Hello friends, How are you, I am back with my new story. Per us se pahle, jaisa ki aap jaante hain ki Mai aryan karnal se hoon or aap logon ne meri pahli story (PAHLI BAAR ITNA PYAAR) ko kafi pasand kiya or mail bhi kiye Aage bhi aap logon se achhe comments ki ummid karta hoon. As you know that I am a call boy now or ye kahani bhi meri ek sachhi ghatna hai, hua yun k mai ek baar apne kisi dost se milne k liye karnal city gaya tha or mere us dost k ghar par uske alava uski maa thi jo ki ek do...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that the...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that...
Knight of PassionAlone in her tower, Princess Mariella could hear the sounds of battle coming from below. Out of her window, she could see down into the courtyard of her prison, the tall stone spire that had confined her for close to five years now. Far below, the cobblestones were streaked with scorch marks, long black lines of soot that crisscrossed the ground and spread up the walls. She felt tears welling in her eyes. The poor knight.He wasn't the first person who'd come to rescue her. She...
Knight and Dey 1: First Day of a Second Life By Ron Dow75 [email protected] "All right, crew, eyes forward!" the police sergeant ordered the three officers under his command. "Every year, somebody tries to show off by riding to school in an unauthorized manner. Specifically, down Bleaker's Hill!" and he pointed at the very steep hill in front of the two men and a woman. "It is our job to catch the perpetrator, and to make an example of him! This school will be highly...
{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex's has a condition that changes his gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Alex's simple goal is complicated by a power struggle within the first school he's ever attended. That struggle is about to take on wider implications. - WARNING: This story has been heavily manga influenced.} Knight and Dey 3: Meet the Knights By Ron Dow75 Out in the outer office of school administration, police...
HumorKnight Errant 1. Argument "Sophie, you must do as I say - I command you to obey me!" Sophie flashed anger and then smiled sweetly at the young Knight. "Peter, you have always tried to order me about ... Even as children, when we played together, you always wanted to be in charge ..." "Sophie, - I am in charge - I am master of this castle, and you are my prisoner!" "Peter, you know very well that you are too soft-hearted to lock me in your dungeon ... It was your brother,...
we decided one night to just hangout over at my house and jsut chill... welll i had some vodka left over from another night so me and him finished that. but as the night went on i stole some beers from my rents and we continued to drink.. we were both sitting on the couch together and i got up and popped in a porno. at this point i was pretty drunk.. and bryan was lookin prettty good..i sat back down on the couch and threw a blanket over me.. and bryan goes yeah im pretty cold too...
It was a night like any other winter night in the City of Brockton. The snow was falling gently, the wind was light almost non-existent as two vigilantes keep a silent watch together over their fair city. Brockton used to be a nice city, it was once the ‘Shoe Capitol of the World’. The City of Champions, as its downtrodden citizens called it. Brockton was the birthplace of boxing champions Rocky Marciano and Marvin Hagler. It seemed to everyone living in the towns adjacent to Brockton that...