Redemption
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The heat of the African sun beat down on my naked body like an open furnace. The krit-trrrrrrrr of the woodland kingfisher cut through the hot morning air, declaring its territory, close to water. My body absorbed the sensations of the African bush as a soft breeze blew in my direction, cooling my hot pussy. I became one with nature as the naked soles of my feet sought the next safe spot to touch down.It was midmorning when I saw the unmistakable tracks of Clarisse, a two-and-a-half-year-old...
Group SexIt was 7:30 on a Monday evening in May. I had just finished my last class of the semester at the community college. At 42, I was going back to school to learn a new career being unemployed during this economic downturn. I had to stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a couple of things for my supper that evening. I don’t know why I decided to stop at this particular Wal-Mart instead of the one in my hometown twenty miles away, but I did. I felt a sense of dread pulling into the parking lot: I used to...
Jonah Wills was the type of man that any lady could appreciate. He was sweet, considerate, gentlemanly and polite. Plus it did not hurt that he had the looks of an A-List actor. He was a successful man who owned a real estate business which he had built up by himself. Through the good and the bad, he kept it alive and he was reaping the rewards. He had everything that a person could want and need. So when he met Celine, he thought he had it all. Celine was a melting sexpot. She was half...
It was 7:30 on a Monday evening in May. I had just finished my last class of the semester at the community college. At 42, I was going back to school to learn a new career being unemployed during this economic downturn. I had to stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a couple of things for my supper that evening. I don’t know why I decided to stop at this particular Wal-Mart instead of the one in my hometown twenty miles away, but I did. I felt a sense of dread pulling into the parking lot: I...
Love StoriesJonah Wills was the type of man that any lady could appreciate. He was sweet, considerate, gentlemanly and polite. Plus it did not hurt that he had the looks of an A-List actor. He was a successful man who owned a real estate business which he had built up by himself. Through the good and the bad, he kept it alive and he was reaping the rewards. He had everything that a person could want and need. So when he met Celine, he thought he had it all. Celine was a melting sexpot. She was half black,...
ReluctanceTonight he waited for his companion Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a glass of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way home. He often walked home to enjoy good weather and had no trouble ignoring most people on the street, walking past them in his own world. Tonight though, just a couple blocks from his building he passed a young panhandler. A disheveled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would have walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. Deep blue...
I don't know how long I've been here now. Stopped counting the years not too long after my wife ... my life ... left this world. Mine is a story of common irony. We worked together, spent our years trying to give our children every advantage as they grew into adulthood. Always looking forward to the day when it would just be the two of us, when together we would sail off into the sunset. It was a classic dream. Our kids did grow up, healthy and mostly happy. Some did better than others in...
Hi, I’m Tommy Granthem, and trust me when I say it, I am a very bad man, and you do NOT want to get to know me. It’s not that I’m the kind of person who goes out of his way to be a bad guy, it’s just something that comes far too naturally to me. Growing up, even my mother Kathy, used to say, “There’s the devil in you Tommy”. I mean shit, my own mother thought I was a lost cause. She got knocked up with me at fourteen, and somehow managed to actually finish high school, even though she had a...
I was sitting on my couch at home in the middle of June when my phone rang and the caller ID showed Aunt Taylor's name. So I answered the phone. "Hello?" "Oh my god is this Blake?" "Yes it is." "Look how deep your voice got!" (The last time i seen my aunt was when i was 10 before she moved more towards the east coast. We use to be best friends up until that point but i have not seen or talked to her since. I laughed and asked her why i have not seen her in about 9...
My next door neighbours, Chris and Jane, have been friends with my parents for years. I’d always liked them too. Jane was friendly enough to me and had me babysit their little boy for them a few times. I knew Chris ‘liked’ me too. I’d seen him looking at me, but was sure that he wouldn’t do anything with a girl my age, who lived next door and knew his wife.A couple of months ago, my Mum and Dad went away for two weeks to Cyprus. I wasn’t invited (!) for it was just the two of them. I was meant...
Introduction: Radha, a lifelong friend and neighbour has hidden feelings toward her massage therapist Radha is a long time friend and neighbour. I’ve known her and her husband and her daughter Sharmila for more than twenty years. They moved into my neighborhood when I was around seven years old. Sharmila had just been born. My mother used to send me over with cookies and fresh baked pastries. It was her way of welcoming our new neighbors. Through the years, our families became almost as one....
IncestSomething brushes her leg. She reaches down to brush whatever it was off of her but feels nothing, yet she can still feel that something on her leg. She rubs her leg, wondering now what it could be, but the something starts to slowly travel up the inside of her thigh. A thrill runs up Emily’s spine as she now franticly tries to brush whatever the thing is off, but her hand feels like it passes right through it. The girl next to Emily looks across at her. ...
To pick up where I left off I was getting ready for the second meeting of the club and this is what I did to get ready. Saturday came and I had CUB up and working early while I took a long hot bath and then had him to put on a pair of shorts and a polo shirt and we went to the mall to do a little shopping. We went into a couple of department stores and I had him stay right next to me as we shopped for bras and then we went and looked at make-up and perfume then we went to look at some...
Gary stopped when he got to the edge of the neat lawn. The garage door was open and instead of Mom's station wagon, his father's battered truck stood parked inside. Hell, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to con the school nurse into letting him go home in the middle of the day after all. Mom would be all worried and concerned. After fussing over him with aspirin and vitamins, making him hot tea, she'd leave him alone to let him "rest". But Dad was something else. He cringed just...
The drive to San Francisco takes, or so I was told by the girl at the car rental counter in Beverly Hills, about six hours if you take I—5, about half an hour longer using 101. Not counting our forty minute stop for dinner, it took us just under six hours. Finding a hotel took longer than I would have liked, and much longer than Lilly liked, although she did get a pretty good night-time tour of the city. We ended up taking a mid-sized suite at the St. Regis, just off of Mission on 3rd...
“The Empress” 1968. Vung Tau. “Party-town.” The main-drag. Broad day light. Dusty streets. Thick, humid, late- summer air. People on foot. People on motorcycles. I was tired, hungry, thirsty, and horny. Spill the Wine was playing loudly in the bar across the street, as I continued my search. Finally, I came to the building I’d heard about. A building with the letters “E.M.K.,” decorated with Christmas lights. I walked through the door and was quickly greeted by a petite, plump Asian woman...
This is compliments of mark b A farmer named Gerry Drover had a car accident. He was hit by a PEI potato truck owned by the MacLean Company. In court, the Maclean Company’s hot-shot solicitor was questioning Gerry. “Didn’t you say to the police at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine?’” asked the solicitor. Gerry responded: “Well, I’ll tell you what happened. I’d just loaded my fav’rit cow, Bessie, into da...” “I didn’t ask for any details,” the solicitor interrupted. “Just answer the...
Teresa kept a low profile for several weeks following her public spanking by Barbara Anderson. Although Teresa had initially humiliated Barbara at the Little League ballpark by tearing off her skirt, Barbara turned the tables blistering Terri's bottom and stripping her completely. (Refer to "Teresa Scalia Strikes Back") This was on top of the stripping Teresa was subjected to earlier in the year at the community theatre by Barbara's hand. (Refer to "The Tale of Teresa Scalia") Down but...
That evening after Tina had her way with me, my ass was sorry but my mind was on fire. I replayed in my mind what had happened several times. It made me want Tina even more. I couldn't wait to see her again but I was given specific instructions not to call her or show up unexpectedly again. I didn't have to wait long fortunately. Tina called me the next afternoon after her fiance went to work.As I drove out to her place, I couldn't control myself and began rubbing my cock as I drove down the...
When Carl stepped into the private dining room, the first thing he noticed was a server asking the four men about taking drink orders. The woman was very pretty with flame red hair and pale freckles. She was dressed in the uniform of the house-help with a green short halter top and a low ride miniskirt that showed off her very slim waist and flat tummy. The uniform was important to distinguish her as an employee and not a slave. Carl touched her on the arm and said, "Excuse me, but could I...
Hi, Madan here. I hope you enjoyed my previous parts. If you have not read them yet, kindly read the previous parts for the connectivity. So let’s start the story! September 26 As I and Kusuma mami received an invitation for breakfast from Anusha bhabhi (owner). We were waiting for the final call. I was thrilled. I had asked bhabhi to ask about me and Kusuma mami’s affair to know how she reacts. Finally, Anusha bhabhi called by coming near her house entrance. I rushed towards her house and...
I wore my tight flimsy top with no bra. Before I walked in the bar I pinched my nipples to make them almost poke through the sheer material. My double D tits are firm and perky and always noticed especially when I wear an almost nude top. I wore a short mini skirt that barely covered my ass cheeks and no panties. I could just imagine a big hard cock sliding into my fuck hole. I really love to fuck and suck cock. I love when his warm cream sides down my throat. I used to feed my last sex toy the...
Hello dosto mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh. Aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le ki main apki hot bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar ap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai. Main 34 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekhke pant se bahar aane lagta hai woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai. Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre...
After our first meeting, I was hooked. It wasn’t just the sex either, which was incredible. I was just hooked on him and the way he made me feel. He made me feel sexier than any man I’ve ever come across. Our conversations began happening daily and developed from mostly texting to phone conversations. Our exchanges over the phone sometimes lasted for more than two hours. He had me feeling like a giddy teenager again. After our first sexual excursions we wished to meet again. Shortly after...
As a formality, you try all the most common passwords. But even the single most common—123456—is only used by 0.2% of people. The real question is what would be the most likely password for Georgia. Password We completely cleaned out Georgia’s room last night, packed the clothes in boxes marked ‘Goodwill’ and ‘Second Hand Hooker Supply,’ and piled them in the corner. We flipped the mattress on Georgia’s bed and put clean linens on it. All the sex toys, ropes, cuffs, gags, whips, plugs,...
In the military, and especially overseas, you tend to socialize with the people you pull duty with. The single enlisted males had their favorite haunts downtown and most of the time you would run into someone you knew as you made the late evening rounds looking for pussy, our primary off duty occupation. We did a lot of sightseeing but our interest in German culture was finding the best places to score. There was of course the local bar scene where a guy could get lucky. If you were...
Abby and Alicia began to walk back to the table when the first song started to play. They stopped on the dance floor and began to move to the beat of the music. After a few seconds, they held hands as they danced. The music progressed to a slow part, and they moved closer together. They took each other in their arms and felt their tits press together, though their moves weren’t together in unison. “I guess we’d have to practice more to be better partners at slow dancing,” Abby said, trying...
We live in an age of sexual equality, women are encouraged to be more open and in many cases, sexually aggressive. there has been an explosive revelation of cases of paedophilia, i****tuous r****g, and a truer age of loss of the average girls virginity, around ten or eleven, something I can attest to.In many ways, as women are the carriers of c***dren, the after thought of the sexual act, our bodies are primed long before men are, we are more adept for sex and in many cases the true source of...
By the time John and her parents arrived home, Julie had prepared a delicious roast meal for them all. It turned out to be a victory dinner as well, since John's team had beaten the favourites by the narrowest of margins. It was an enjoyable meal, and Dave opened a large bottle of champagne to celebrate. Normally, their father would have objected strongly to Julie and John drinking alcohol, but this was a special occasion and Dave filled everybody's glasses to the brim, proposing a toast...
I’d become friendly with a boy in school called Malcolm who was also a sissy boy but he was by far more experienced in cock fun than me, he use to frequent the Cinema in his free school periods. He suggested why I didn’t visit the cinema he said there were always dirty old men on the lookout for subservient panty boys to play with , I was really turned on by Malcolm’s description of what went on in the Cinema and I became more than curious to find out. Malcolm had already briefed me...
I think ever since I can remember, I was the hopeless romantic. I would open doors, pull chairs, bring flowers, and offer my assistance if someone needed help. It seems like this art form is dying day by day right in front of our eyes. I can assure you, there is nothing romantic about what transpired in my first encounter that cold January night! I remember it like was yesterday, not in a good or bad way, just as one of the funniest sex stories I will write about of sexual encounters of my...
This happened about 8 years ago.Donna and I were doing our weekly shop at one of the big supermarkets in our town, as she was looking at some stuff I was on the end of an aisle just waiting and looking around, there was a young blonde girl kept staring at me, when I looked at her she'd look away. As we moved round the store we'd bump into this girl who was with her friend, and she'd be watching me.As we neared the end of our shop, Donna went to the toilet and this girl was waiting at the...
It would be three days before I was able to check in to see how things went on the extracurricular activities. She was hardly able to conceal her excitement! He came over after the c***dren were safely asleep. The baby had just nursed and was asleep in his crib. She said she wore her white shorts which, without panties, showed quite a camel's toe. When he came in there was the customary greeting hug, except he lingered and massaged her back and finally her butt. She said it didn't take...
“Perfect, we’ll see you Saturday around lunchtime then,” I said as I hung up the phone. God that man was stubborn, but I guess being a multi-billionaire slave owner means you’re used to getting your own way. My initial offer to breed the girls had been almost a quarter of my net worth, and I was surprised when Julien had accepted it. Two million was quite a bit for me, but buying even one of his pets usually ran up to ten. He had steadfastly refused my offer to pay out half the contract...
It was one of the first hot days of spring, I sat on the train at the end of the day enjoying the heat in my limbs and my groin. Most of the women on the train had put on their flimsy summer dresses. The glimpses of skin, that had been hidden from I was heading back to my serviced apartment, a few stops from the city, the train was full and I sat down next to a woman in a colourful blue dress. As I sat we made eye contact, and both of us smiled slightly before we looked away.As we rode the...
Thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my story. I couldn’t submit it without their help. They are the best. * ‘Mr. Wilson, can I ask you a question?’ ‘Sure, Tim, feel free to ask me anything, anytime. What can I help you with? By the way, just call me Ray. I know I’m older but we work together and it’s fine with me. I call my dad Mr. Wilson,’ I laughed. ‘Ray, I want to ask my girlfriend to get married. I’m afraid, because so many marriages end in divorce and I don’t just want to...
This story is not about meWe were a newly married couple, I was 20 and my pretty little wife Helen was only 18. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife swapping and had been turned on by it. She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard and seeing that I was turned on as well, asked me if we should try it. Well the thought of being able to get my hands on lot’s of other women seamed a great idea. I hadn’t really thought about how I would feel...
ALLIE DIDN’T BOTHER TO SHOWER after her match, but went directly with us to the finals of the mixed doubles. We had to change venues because finals of the Open division and Pro division matches were all held in the big glass box in the center of the arena. Being the smallest of the Open and Pro brackets, ours was the first to play finals. Women’s Open Doubles and Pro Doubles would play their final round later in the afternoon. Tomorrow, most of the matches that anyone was interested in would...
"A man was here," Elaine told him at the front door, where she had awaited him. "I saw him walking across the yard towards the turbines." "I hope you didn't try to follow him," said Joseph with a worried frown. "No, I waited by the kitchen door with Bob; I knew he couldn't get into the cages round the turbines, or into the workings of the screw. I was safe enough with Bob." "So?" "He came back and saw me. He asked for the keys to the cages. He said he was from the council and...
Waking up, I had the nagging feeling that today was going to suck huge sweaty donkey balls. Getting ready after my morning run, I went into the kitchen to grab some juice before leaving. “You want some coffee?” Grandfather asked. “No, I’m good.” I headed out to summer school for my last final. The exam wasn’t difficult, just very tedious. The majority of it required almost a paragraph answer, and once again, it took me almost all of the class to finish it. Turning in my books, I was glad...
Sitting at the kitchen table Monday morning, Tiffany picked at her scrambled eggs. Her fork scraped the plate as it brushed the remainder of the eggs toward the edge and then back into a small mound in the middle. She wondered why her mother always gave her so much to eat in the morning, preferring cold cereal or a slice of toast and jam. Putting as little egg as possible on the tip of the fork, Tiffany raised it to her mouth and scrunched her nose, begrudgingly locking her lips around the...
Judging Amy Everyone was glad Amy was coming, everyone except me that was. It wasn’t that I hated my younger sister’s best friend, just that I was always unsettled around her. But, here I was, facing Amy’s company for two whole days before my sister flew in from Atlanta and my girlfriend headed off to Las Vegas for a girls’ weekend. Being alone with Amy for nearly two days did not fill me with enthusiasm. “You should take Amy out to dinner tonight, take her into the city.” Carrie urged me as I...
Well, here it is - Chapter 4! Sorry about the incredibly long delay, but life always seems to throw something into your path that must be dealt with. My memory stick that had all of this story, as well as other 'works in progress' was lost, then found, and then had corrupted data. Anyway, I have restored the story as best as possible. I thank the many of you who have offered words of encouragement, some frustrated, but all appreciated! I apologize for the delay, and have taken steps...
“Sol Syntrivon, of planet Mercury!” I was surprised and somewhat glad to see that I wasn’t the only one unfamiliar with the name, judging by the reactions of the members of the Council. All of their faces suggested that the name meant nothing to them and thus didn’t understand the gravity of Eirini’s words, nor could they fathom the trepidation in his voice. Nova was once again the person to take the lead. He said, “Forgive us, Eirini of clan Henosis, but I am afraid that we aren’t aware of...
After the very productive formal meeting and the great time that everybody had in the informal meeting at Jim Howell’s office, Ruthie and Pam and I were all quite hungry, so we stopped again at the restaurant that had been finding so much favor with us lately. While dining on Beef Broccoli and Egg Foo Yung and rice, we talked more about the orgy we would have later that month and about Ruthie’s approaching divorce. Pam had to work the next day, so I dropped her off at her apartment, where...
It was apparent that Paul’s mind had wandered off somewhere. He looked like I felt: pulled through a wringer. In a mild voice, I said, “We still have a bit to talk about, Paul.” “Yes, we do. My mind is running around in circles right now, Jeb. I was picturing what the media might do with Directive 1495, and it wasn’t a pretty picture. What do you want to address first?” “There is too much for us to discuss if we try to cover everything before tomorrow, so I suggest we limit it to three...
I have a long standing fantasy. To attend a swingers party and to watch my wife get her pussy filled by another man. The following is how I imagine it happening:I was scanning though porn on the internet as my wife played some game on her iPad. I was lost in my views of two men having their way with what was said to be the woman’s husband. The familiar theme was there. A surprise visit (usually set up by the husband) by a friend who the husband thought his wife found desirable. As plot...
This is a true story that happened just before last Christmas:My Hubby and I had managed our work Christmas meals out so they happened on the same night. But we had picked restaurants at opposite ends of the same town. We both got dressed up, me in a short skirt and a tight low cut white top with a pair of patterned tights and him in a nice pair of thin trousers and a loose fitting shirt. We kissed each other goodbye and went our separate ways.My office is a mixed bunch of fairly average...
I grew up in an affluent area. We weren't rich, per se, but money was rarely an issue. My best friend, Kyle, lived in a beautiful home, nearly a mansion really. And on their property they had a pool and a pool house. It is in that pool house that I left my virginity. The pool house was not just a cabana to change clothes in, it was a fully furnished house complete with plumbing and appliances and a full bar which also doubled as a guest house. One fine summer afternoon I was in the...
I wish I could have been a normal k** growing up but I had over protective parents, My name is Justin and at the time of this story I was 16 years old. I had been shielded by my parent my whole life, they tried to censor the music I listened too, the TV shows I watched and they would determine which friends I had by they way they looked, If they were wearing a heavy metal shirt or a shirt with swearing on it they told me I wasn't allowed to be friends with them. I had met a girl at school when...
The Wrong Reverend Part 2 Its Better in the Bahamas It had been a long dull week of living and working in Nassau in boy mode and I was looking forward to some action. I parked in front of a motel not too far from the seedy side of town. I went up to my room and proceeded to strip off my clothes and soaked in the bath tub, and then I shaved my body to a nice silky smoothness. I attached my breast forms with adhesive and slipped into a lacy little bra that supported well but concealed...
By Samantha G. A few years ago my company closed its doors--for good. Just Fucking Great! I was really pissed about this turn of events; this job was the only reason I moved to Minnesota from my home in Phoenix. My career as a director of creative services had come to an end and so did the great salary. Now I had to do a career search and come up with another way to make a living. Fortunately, I had some money in stocks and a nice amount in the bank, so I wasn’t in a real panic yet. I...
Leaving Carla’s office Dan drove to Anderson’s convenience store and parked. They walked to the intersection of Jackson Blvd and Kent St., the site of his first wife, Laura’s fatal car accident. He touched her white cross, brushing off the accumulated dust, then did the same to the other cross. “I wonder what Laura would think of my life now with you, Wendy and Tina, Susan and Lisa in our bed most nights?” “I’m sure she would be the first to welcome them into our bed and enjoy tasting their...
When Barb entered the second floor bedroom she could not believe her eyes. It was not just a bedroom but a complete suite with king size poster bed, a sitting area with a sofa and overstuffed chaise, and a wet bar. To the left were a set of ornate French doors. Upon opening these doors Barb discovered an oversized executive bath. Once over the initial shock of it's size she noticed that one wall was completely mirror floor to ceiling. Breaking her thoughts there was a knock at the door....
As we all gather for breakfast the next morning after our night of swapping husbands, it’s quiet while we eat. When we finish eating the guys excuse themselves to let us talk. As we talk and share stories about last night Jill suggests we do the same tonight but switch to the other husband. ‘Do you think the guys will go for it?’ Brenda asks. Both Jill and I laugh. ‘Do you really think they are going to say no?’ I say. It’s set….we are going to swap husbands again. As we finish dinner...
Hi, I am Mahira from Srinagar Kashmir. Ok, let’s start with the intro. I am 26 years old tall, not that healthy not that skinny, 36-26-36 assets. Fuckable to the core. This is my first story. I have had various sexual encounters and I will be discussing my first one. Well, I was 19 years when I used to go to a unisex gym in Rajbagh suburbs. There I met a guy Aabid who used to help in the training of exercises etc. I had a sort of crush on him. Well, he was a Kashmiri and Kashmiri guys are studs...
Hey guys, Vivek Here. Coming back with the story of my encounter with my Bangalore friend during our college studies. This story reveals that it’s not the 7-inch cock that satisfies a girl, but it’s your flirty and naughty moves on her that will turn her on more and make it a more enjoyable ride. I enjoyed writing this story as soon as I began. And I’m sure you’ll love it too. It all started long back when we were in our college. We studied in a popular college in Bangalore. She was an easy...
After the hunting trip my brother Ivan made every effort to stay as far away from me as possible. Since he was five years older it wasn't too hard for him to find reasons to be elsewhere. He was finishing his senior year of high school, had played varsity football and had been recruited with offers of full scholarships to several prestigious universities. He ended up attending an Ivy League school in Connecticut. My father eased up on me a bit after that day. I think he and Granddad had...