Old Friends New Loves part four
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Savannah was turning into my home. I was learning to love the ambience of this historic and enticing city. It had its modern parts, surrounding the inner core of beauty and tradition. Many of us avoided those areas of the city and stayed where we felt the depth of the history seeping into our hearts. I had become a part of it. I had also become part of my new family. I'm Patricia, or Trish, if you remember.
Kate was not really a mother to me. She was more of an old friend and confidante. She had been my mother's room mate in college, and had loved my mother almost as much as had I. Along with her husband Pierce, they made me feel that I was almost another daughter. But not quite. I still had stirrings in my sweet parts when I saw them around the house with no clothing on. We all practiced nudity now. That is, Kate and Pierce and I. That was how I really knew I was not considered a daughter. They never bared themselves when their children were around. They were naturists, it is true, but their progeny did not know that. But I always felt loved and welcome.
Like many of the older families in Savannah, there were rumors and gossip about this family. I haven't given Pierce's last name to protect them all from identity, and perhaps some speculation. But the rumor about their nudity was true, of course. And I had grown to love being nude whenever I was at home. I could even sunbathe in the nude because our veranda was completely enclosed. I only went naked when none of the children were home. We didn't often get visits because they were all busy young people. But when they did visit it was so much fun.
Having found a job in city hall, I would go to work every day now with Pierce. We were so close to our places of employment that we would walk. We went most of the way together, and then we would separate and he would go to his law office. My job was in the computerized mapping section of the Planning Department. It was actually interesting work, developing maps of the city and surrounding areas. But I did love getting home in the evening, going upstairs to my room, and disrobing. I loved the freedom of nudity now. We would dine happily that way, drinking wine with dinner, and enjoying stories about work and play.
They would describe their trips to various resorts where naturists could be free to practice their sun worship. They had been taking those trips for most of their lives, but they had never told the children what they were doing. It seemed that they were pleased to finally have someone they could talk freely with, about their nudist adventures. As we grew closer they would even tell me a few stories of how they had also got into swinging. Kate had blushed when Pierce first brought it up, but that soon passed. I enjoyed hearing all of it. It did make me feel close to them. And it made me often go upstairs and play with some toys that Julia, their youngest, had given to me to please myself.
One morning Kate was excited. I could guess why. She loved it when one of her children was able to come home. During breakfast Pierce and I were eating, fully dressed, ready to go to work. Kate was naked and her breasts were bouncing up and down as she let me know that Samuel and his new girlfriend were coming for a visit. This was good news. I had been here over a year now and only Chester and Julia had been able to come home. Now Samuel was coming, and I was pleased. Though we had all seldom seen each other, I still loved to visit with them all. Mom had regretted living so far away, but it had been her job, and then her sickness, that kept her from coming here more often.
The bedrooms of all the children had been kept ready for them to come home. I was sleeping in the room that Julia had shared with her sister Gwendolyn. We had made love here, when she initiated me into the world of sex. I had visited the room Chester slept in with his brother Samuel. He and I had made love there. That had been sweet. I was certainly developing some wonderfully sensual memories of this house. Now Samuel and his sweetheart were going to be in that room. It had twin beds, but I assumed they would push them together. I was beginning to expect that every person in this family would enjoy sex to the limit.
They arrived during the day, before Pierce and I arrived home. They were installed upstairs and were now down in the parlor with Kate, who was now fully clothed, of course. I knew Samuel. I had last seen him at Mom's funeral. His girlfriend was a lovely little thing named Sandy. She was Asian looking. I couldn't tell where her ancestors came from, but her English was perfect. She was completely American.
During the conversation it was revealed that she was born in Seattle of a Japanese mother and an American officer in the Navy. Her hair was black as night and her eyes were brown. She was dressed elegantly in a lovely sundress. I could see she was tiny, but her breasts were rather larger than I expected from a Japanese girl. She was a graduate of the University of Georgia in Geography. I liked her immediately. She seemed so poised and cultured. I felt a little intimidated by her intelligence, but she was completely gracious and open.
We dined and then spent the evening learning all about each other. Mostly it was Samuel's parents getting to know this new girl in his life. I was left out a little. But they brought me into the conversation enough that I never felt like an outsider. Sandy was especially interested in my work on maps, since she had lots of experience with Geographic Information Systems. Anyway, the time passed and eventually Kate and Pierce went to their master bedroom on the main floor. Samuel, Sandy and I chatted for a few minutes more and then all went upstairs to our rooms.
I got ready for bed. I took my shower, which I do at night. Then I toweled dry and left all my clothes off. At least here in my room I could practice nudism. It had taken me almost an hour to get ready for bed, but I was in no hurry, because tomorrow it was going to be Saturday. Well, it already was now. I was still up after midnight. I had taken some time to send an email to Julia telling her I missed her, and discussing her brother's girlfriend. So I was climbing into bed when I thought I heard a cracking sound. It was faint, but I was curious. I climbed out of bed, slipped on a peignoir, and went out into the hall.
In the hallway everything seemed quiet. But then I heard another crack down the hall. I slowly tiptoed down there until I was outside Samuel's room. The door was shut, but light was slipping out under the door. I heard the crack again, and what could only be a moaning sound. I was frightened, but I needed to at least check and see if they were okay in there. I didn't want to intrude, but this was so odd. I tapped on the door.
Just like when I had tapped on this door when Chester was staying here, I heard a scampering sound. This time the door was opened slightly by Sandy. She peeked out around the door and smiled at me. I could see her looking at me in the peignoir. I had forgotten that it was completely transparent. She widened her brown eyes, and the door gap, and I saw she was dressed in a bustier holding up her brown tipped breasts. I could see her nipples were hard. She had no panties. Only black, silk stockings held up with garters, and ultra-high heels. Her pussy was shaved and the lips were swollen. I started getting moist, very moist.
"I was afraid something was wrong. I'm sorry to disturb you, Sandy. I guess it's okay. I'll just get back to bed."
I wasn't really wanting to get to bed. I was wanting to know what in the world was happening. I wondered where Sam was. Was he okay? Also, she was so arousing to me. I was reluctant to leave. I wanted to know what was going on. Even more, I wanted to know if I could be part of it. I was becoming a real slut, but I loved it actually.
"No, no Trish. I was thinking of you just a few moments ago. Tell me, are you a naughty girl? If you are I'll show you something you'll like. Want to come in? Please, let me entertain you." And she laughed.
This was going to be interesting, I was sure. My pussy was already tingling. I loved this family! I eagerly entered the bedroom and there, stretched out on one of the twin beds, with his wrists and ankles tied to the bed posts, was Samuel. He was completely naked, and his ass and back showed the marks of what could only be some sort of whip. He was moaning. But I thought I heard him whispering for more, more.
Sandy was standing beside me, almost as tall as me with her high heels. She placed her arm around me. Then she handed me the whip she had in the other hand. It was leather, with about half a dozen straps attached to the handle. It felt oddly good in my hand. She smiled at me again.
"Go on, dear. He loves it. He wants it. Tell her you want it you little pussy boy! Tell her you need to be whipped. Speak up, or Mistress will be angry. Hear me, little slut boy?"
"Please whip me. Oh god, I want it. Yes I want it. I need to come Mistress. Please Trish, punish me. I've been bad, so bad."
"I didn't tell you to come yet. Don't you dare you little prick. Whip his ass Trish. Do it. But take off the gown first. Alright dear? Let me see that lovely body. I lusted for you when I first saw you. Oh yes, I did."
I was lusting for her too. I don't know how she knew I liked girls, but I was happy she did. My pussy was so wet now. I think I was dripping. I put down the whip and stripped out of the peignoir. Then I picked up the whip and I slapped Sam's ass. Not too hard. I was not sure how to do it right yet. I didn't want to really hurt him.
"Don't worry, Trish. Whip him so that you can see the mark. He won't enjoy it any other way. I know that from experience. I've been his mistress now for months, and I have yet to have him ask me to stop. He loves it, and I love giving it to him. I think you may too. Go on. I'm just going to play with your pussy now. You want that, don't you love? Sam, you want me to cram a dildo up her cunt, don't you dear little prick?"
I smiled at her and she kissed my lips, and then got a thick, rubber dildo from her bag. She slowly inserted it and began to fuck me with it. I was beginning to moan, but I started whipping Sam at the same time. I timed my strokes to the fucking I was getting. Every time she rammed it into me I whipped Sam's ass or back, and he moaned with pleasure. Finally, I started coming so hard I had to stop. Besides, my arm was tired.
"Sandy, could I eat your pussy? You make me so horny."
"Thought you'd never ask little girl. You're a choice piece. I was creaming tonight just hoping I could get together with you. Let the little pussy boy stay there. You and I are getting on the other bed, and I'm going to come all over your pretty face, my dear. Come on, let's share some pussy eating."
I scampered over to the bed. I was completely naked and my nipples were aching because they were so hard. My pussy was leaking, just waiting for some lady tongue to lick it. I wanted to eat some pussy too. I was really hungry. It had been to long. I lay supine on the bed with my legs spread apart. Sandy got over me and lowered her shaven pussy down to my lips, as she began to lick around my thighs, teasing me.
I spread her lips apart and licked them. I rubbed her clit with a thumb and ran another finger up her cunt to find her G-Spot. She whimpered a little as she kept licking my thighs, and began nibbling my cunt lips. Two soft lady mouths started sucking each other's shaven pussy to get that sweet, honey cream. I ran my tongue into her pussy and tried to fuck it hard and she did the same. Biting my labia she moaned again and began thrusting her quim down onto my face. I almost couldn't breath, but I wanted that cunt. I wanted it, and she wanted mine. I was starting to squirt a little and she gasped as it hit her in the face. But she just giggled and kept licking me. I knew she was coming from all the juices flowing into my mouth. We were both coming and loving it.
With some exhaustion we separated at last and she rolled over to cuddle with me. Sam was still moaning over on the other bed. He was still begging to be whipped and to come. Sandy just looked at him and laughed. Then she looked at me, and she had a decisive look on her face.
"Do you want to help me give my sub a little pleasure? He's been rather good tonight and I think he could use some reward. What do you say? You're into cock aren't you? Along with pussy? I am, and I thought you were the same."
"Oh sure, Sandy. I love a good hard fuck. The harder the better. I love everything about sex. I think I've just found out I'm into dominance too. I'll see how that goes in the future. Right now I'd love a hard cock in my pussy. I bet Sam would love to fuck something about now. He hasn't come tonight, yet? Oh, my he must be getting blue balls along with the red ass shining in the light."
I giggled and Sandy leaned over and kissed me. I almost forgot that I was going to get fucked. Her lips were so sweet and gentle on mine. But I pushed her away at last.
"Come on. Let's do some fucking."
She got up quickly and ran over to her bags. She searched until she found a strap on. I knew those well. I had lost my pussy virginity to one while Julia fucked me with it.
"I thought Sam was going to fuck me, Sandy? What's with that?"
"Don't worry my love. Let's get Samuel up and standing. I want you to lean against the chifforobe and let him fuck your cunt from behind. Sound good? Sam, get the fuck up and do your job."
She untied him, and he unsteadily rose and climbed off the bed. I felt sorry for him for a moment. Then, I remembered him begging for more whipping. He was enjoying this. His prick was hard, and it was nice and fat too. I loved to be fucked with a long, fat cock. This was going to be fun. I leaned against the piece of furniture and Sam came up behind me. I was still wet and slimy from our cunnilingus so he could slip right into my pussy. He was eager to come. I guess he knew he was going to get to fill me with his jizz. I hoped so. I loved come, in my mouth and in my pussy.
I could feel him begin thrusting into me deeper and deeper, and it was so fucking good. I was shivering with passion; now and then I heard him groaning. I took a quick look back and saw that Sandy was now fucking him. His ass was filled with her strap on. I had seen it, and it was a long one too. I know he was enjoying it because he increased his fucking. God, it was so fucking good. I was squealing with lust for more cock. I was begging now. I wanted to keep coming while he filled my pussy with his creamy seed.
Sandy was panting loudly and yelling at him to fucking come, because she was. She must have liked it when he shot at the same time that she had a huge orgasm. I felt one last, hard ram. His milk was filling me up. I could feel it running down my legs as he kept fucking slower now.
"You fucking little pussy! Did you come for her? Did you? I'm pleased tonight, you cunt lapper. I won't punish you this time, little bitch. Okay, take your dirty cock out of her. Hear me little bitch? Take it out."
Sam kissed the back of my neck as he pulled his limp prick out of me. I had to get down on my knees now. I wanted to suck it. I was hoping Sandy wouldn't mind. I love sucking a cock, especially one covered with my pussy juices. I taste so good, you know?
I was gobbling his dick, and Sam was groaning because it was so sensitive now, after just coming. Sandy was laughing. I think she was just happy. This had been a good night for her. She got to whip her sub, and she got to suck my pussy, and she got to fuck the ass of her little pet.
When I finished with Sam's cock I stood up, naked and glad, and grabbed Sandy. I put my arms around her and began feeding my tongue to her. She was kissing me back with fervor. Our lips were soft and yet forceful too. I loved making out with a pretty girl. She was beautiful. She was fine. I hoped she liked me too. I think she did.
After awhile I needed to get to bed. I said goodnight to Sandy and Samuel. He kept his head down for now. He was a sub when in the bedroom. Sandy said goodnight. I went out and back to my room. I didn't hear any more noises. I wondered what other play they were up to. But I was too tired now. I slept quite well that night.
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My girlfriend’s mother ……part 2You remember that in the first part I was going out with a girl called Gillian and that I had fucked both her mother and her aunt in a session of debauchery that lasted all afternoon, if you have not read it I suggest you read it first because this second part is not as long but has a lot of strong connections to the first apart from the link of Gillian and her mother.I made regular visits to the house to service the two ladies, Gillian’s mum had to be on a...
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Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 3 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 12 - Rentr?e des Classes pour Chris Pour des raisons diff?rentes, les deux cousins ?taient tout aussi inquiets. Chris faisait sa rentr?e dans la l'?cole de beaut? et Sam avait mis ses nouveaux v?tements et esp?rait plaire ? Jessica. M?me s'il avait dit le contraire ? son cou...
It was the 4th of July weekend, and I had just finished moving my sparse furniture into my new apartment, when on my last trip from the u-haul truck with a cardboard box, I heard a voice I hadn’t heard in years call my name. “Owen!!” I turned to look up the sidewalk, and saw a woman close a door to an apartment and all but run toward me. I set the box down as I recognized her as someone I had graduated high school with and had seen after school a few times, making some cool group memories in...
I repeat myself looking from Jewels to Sara. “You have made me the happiest I've ever been.” Jewels giggles and says. “Are you happy enough to cook dinner for us?" I give them a quick kiss and reply. “I am always happy enough to spoil my loves.” I smile brightly, walked to the bathroom and quickly wash my hands before going to the kitchen. Once inside the kitchen I remove five stakes from the freezer and place them on the counter to defrost. I start looking through the other...
The footer at Penthouse Gold stamps a 2008 copyright date on the joint, which means it’s old as hell in Internet years. I bet all the old fuckers remember the Penthouse name from long before that, though. The brand got its start as an old-school paper porn rag in England way back in 1965, and I know some of you had your first fap to your dad or your grandpa’s copies hidden under his mattress. Before the Internet, these guys were some of the biggest names in the business alongside Playboy and...
Top Premium Porn SitesCe jour-l?, Maxime Lamothe eu 17 ans pour la premi?re fois de sa vie. Bien s?r, il avait eu 16 ans, aussi, et 15 ans avant ?a. Mais ces ann?es-l? ?taient encore porteuses d'espoir. Il avait attendu, attendu, mais il s'?tait jur? que si ??a? ne changeait pas, il irait voir quelqu'un. Au cas o?. C'?tait maintenant. - Ecoutez, jeune homme...je ne vois rien d'anormal. Votre taille ne devrait...plus tellement changer. Vos parents ?taient d?j? petits eux aussi, apr?s tout. Mais c'est vrai, g?n?ralement...enfin....-...
Maxime resta tr?s longtemps dans un demi-coma. Ou, tout du moins, il le pensait. Des images allaient et venaient. Des personnages apparaissaient devant lui. Il ne pouvait pas voir leur visage, mais il les entendait parler. Parfois en fran?ais, parfois en anglais. Il se sentit avoir froid. Puis chaud. Puis froid ? nouveau. Et faim. Et chaud. Plusieurs fois il voulut ouvrir ses yeux, mais il n'y parvenait pas. Lorsqu'il ouvrit enfin ses yeux, il ?tait dans une chambre d'h?pital. Toute blanche, toute...
In this part Theron trys to drug Queen to make her his lifetime slave. And he started to sceduce her hard. [email protected]
FantasyThe following is fictional. Names, and locations have been made up and are not meant to depict real people, living or deceased. These stories also depict dangerous, unprotected sexual encounters. In this day and age of killer STDs, please be careful and wear protection! Only YOU can keep yourself healthy.This is an adults only story. If you are u******e in the community you live in, please do not go any further. Thank you and happy reading!Note: This is one of the first stories I wrote for my...
Likes boys, loves to party... A tale of the Evil Fag-Hag Part 1 "You need to come to this party on Saturday night, Donny." Gordy Locke wheels up on his motorbike to enthuse. Just one leather clad biker buddy to another. It happened in the parking lot outside of our favourite occult bookstore. Too bad for them, the Fag-Hag and certain others happened to hear it. I'm Allan Sheppard, by the way, just some thirty-something loser in life who happens to be openly gay. "The Cherry...
Narrated by Akash Hello friends, I am Akash, you guys read about me in parts 1 and 2. I came to Bangalore and reached my brother’s flat in Kumar apartments. In episode 5, you saw how I went to the apartment gym with Shobha bhabhi. It was amazing to see so many bhabhies in their tight gym wear, sweating, and working out. Later at home, after a shower, Shobha bhabhi was all in the mood to tease me. She was wearing nothing but just a satin robe. But in the end, she also mentioned she was just a...
Jennifer and Jason were best friends in high school. In all honesty, if they had not both been born and raised in a rural south Alabama town, they would have possibly been more. The racial tension in their town was not like some, but in the early nineties, a mixed couple was still frowned upon.Jennifer was a beautiful African-American young lady in high school. She had all the qualities that Jason liked in a woman. Not only was she beautiful, but she was smart, athletic and had a sense of...
InterracialAfter the incredible blow job in the bus journey (Part 3), we reached home. We both knew what happened but still we didn’t discuss about that. It was always a untold relation with her now. After that nothing more happened for few weeks, but in the middle I can see a change of behavior in her towards me. She use to look at me and give me a naughty smile and also when no one was around she use to lower her saree on her waist and also sometimes bend in front of me to show her cleavage. I always...
It took a few minutes for the cheering and shouting to die down, and by the time Mrs Dunne had enough students silent for her to be heard, the bell rang for the beginning of the day. Mrs Dunne glared at us as Poppy, Lauren, myself and the rest of the new students rushed past her to retrieve our bags. Mrs Dunne's plan to humiliate the new students also failed in getting us introduced to the year group, as nobody was able to connect the six names to the right students. However, even...
Likes Boys, loves to party......a tale of the Evil Fag-Hag Part 2 (Or) You do your spells with the occult groupies you have, and not the Druid ancients you WISH you had. "Last night was awesome!" Gordy Locke was thinking wickedly, at first light of morning. While stretching away his bleary eyes, on this strange bed. His soft bare ass-cheeks still nudged, against another guy's beefy muscular legs. This baby-faced handsome, openly gay muscle jock...
Note from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...
Dave kept hearing about various exploits his wives and friends enjoyed at the party. Heather admitted to doing five young men at the same time in the mattress room midway through the party. She said, “I was so horny, and I knew lots of hard, young cock was going to be the only way to sate my feelings.” Dave said, “I heard you pulled a train.” Heather snickered, “I went mega-slut last night. Before the train, I’d already fucked three guys from the Circle. After the train, I stayed available...
The following is fictional. Names, and locations have been made up and are not meant to depict real people, living or deceased. These stories also depict dangerous, unprotected sexual encounters. In this day and age of killer STDs, please be careful and wear protection! Only YOU can keep yourself healthy.This is an adults only story. If you are u******e in the community you live in, please do not go any further. Thank you and happy reading!Note: This is one of the first stories I wrote for my...
Part 9 and there was Three Harry woke feeling his wives, wives I have two wives, he smiled, laying next him, his eyes closed. Hermione snuggled up to him, her leg over his, Ginny on his other side pressing into him, their heads on his chest and shoulder, their breasts against him, he could feel their breaths on his skin, their heart beats, Hermiones wetness on his thigh, Ginnys hand gently holding his erect manhood. He laid there thinking of how his life had turned around it the last years. ...
You know, dear reader, Dakota learned in her tax class, the IRS code is broken into sections, which are similar to chapters in a book. Many sections of the IRS code refer to other, earlier, sections and are only understood in the context of what came before it. So, don’t be a dolt and try to read this section without the proper context. Otherwise I might have to make you help Dakota on her paper for Tax class on U.S. Code § 368. Definitions relating to corporate reorganizations, and that just...
Sophie, 60, is a really lovely mumsy kind of lady who loves, absolutely loves, fucking very young men who have lots of creamy spunk and can keep it up for hours on end. But the young men she really prefers are those who have a very strong granny fixation and want to play with her in every perverted kind of way. Sophie got her longing for granny lovers after she seduced her neighbour’s 15-year-old a year ago and from then has been absolutely horny for more. It got so bad she advertised for...
Thanks so much for everyone's positive reviews and constructive comments, they really help! Sorry about all the typos in Part 2, I may have to come back and do a little editing. I just want to get to the end of this story first (although there are so many lose ends/things I want to explore there may have to be a Book 2) Part 3 I spot Poppy waiting for me at the bus stop just before she sees me. She's wearing a vintage dress, Doc Martins and an old leather jacket. The girl's...
For Friends and Family Part 15 - Fairy Tale of New York I make no apologies for using this title at this time of year, it just seemed so right! I finished brushing my hair, I was totally naked, really enjoying the sight of my breasts gently jiggling as I brushed my tresses, after the talk with mum I was far more settled in my mind. After the 100 strokes, my hair was shining; I put on a peach silk nightdress with spaghetti straps and climbed into bed. I woke around eight the next...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 5 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 21 - Une jolie secr?taire Sam se r?veilla en pensant que jamais il n'avait si bien dormi. Comme Chris dormait encore, il prit son petit d?jeuner en silence. Quand il entendit Chris arriver derri?re lui, Sam leva la t?te pour recevoir un baiser. "Sammy, tu as l'air...
This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
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