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(This is a real life story of a friend of mine. She is gorgeous in her looks and is a Bi. She and her husband is a very liberated couple.)
One particular weekend I was very bored. My husband was scheduled to be back home on Friday evening. But he called to say that he was not coming home until Monday. On Friday evening, I was getting bored to death and was nursing a glass of scotch. Drinking alone was no fun. So, I started ringing up my friends so that I could at least enjoy my drinks in good company. But it was 9 p.m. and all my friends were out, or had guests at home. Suddenly, the telephone rang.
It was the youngest aunt of my husband, whom I called mashimoni. She, though in her late forties, is a beauty and looked very young for her age. She is very affectionate and friendly to me. Some years back, I spent a day at her house when both of our hubbies were on tour. We spent a lazy day just chatting and doing nothing.
When it was time for going to bath (by that time we were sipping beer and in a great mood), she said the bath would be a bad break in our enjoyable time and if I did not mind we could have our bath together. I am never uneasy in nudity with women I know well and I liked the idea. So we carried our beer glasses to the bathroom. As I was wondering whether to undress fully, she took off her lingerie without any hesitation and she had nothing underneath. So, I did not hesitate to undress fully.
Unique thing about her body was the fairness of her silky skin. Seeing her whole body totally without cover was stunning for me. I noticed her silky smooth armpit, which had its own beauty. Her pubic hair was trimmed but fairly thick and looked jet black against the very fair backdrop of her skin. Her buttocks were rather large and the skin was extremely smooth. So were her thighs. In those days, I was not particularly attracted to women. Still her gorgeous nudity was a great attraction to me.
We had a lengthy bath together. She offered to soap my back and in the process soaped my whole body. Her hands were affectionate and lingered unusually long on my breasts and pussy. This appeared a little abnormal to me, but her touch felt quite nice. I also soaped her and enjoyed the softness of her body & silky feel of her skin. As I showed no interest our touching each other ended at towelling each other dry. But this bathing together in the nude stirred me a bit. I wondered if mashimoni was interested in anything beyond mere touch.
Later on, I came to know that my hubby, who is almost same age as her, had sex with her a number of times (including once in last one year). I was certain that she had an active sex life. As I was talking to her, I remembered her naked image inside her bathroom. I thought it was quite possible that mashimoni did want some pleasure out of me on that day. The thoughts warmed me up and I felt excited. Mashimoni was telling me that her husband had just left town for about a week and she called me up to spend some time chatting over telephone.
I was not fully sure if she was actually interested in sex with me, but decided to give it a try. At least, I would have some agreeable company for drinks. So, I invited her to come over for a drink, followed by bought out dinner. Since she was not having transport, I offered to send my driver to pick her up. I told her that she could spend the night at my place and I would drop her home next morning. That would avoid holding the driver back too late. She very much liked the idea and though she was not very comfortable with the idea of leaving her flat locked up for the night, she decided to come over.
After sending off the driver for fetching the guest and ordering some Chinese food (mashimoni’s favourite), I started preparing for the evening. Initially I wanted to take a shower, but decided against it (I had some interesting idea of having a shower later in the night). In the bathroom, I undressed, had a narcissistic look at my naked image in the mirror and just freshened myself up with a face wash. I came out naked in the bedroom, and stood in front of the mirror to watch my 35 year old body in the nude.
I was quite happy at the look of my 36c breasts and my 30 inch waist. My regular golf and swimming did keep me in good shape. My hips were rather large at 39 inches, but that did pose some attraction to men & women alike. My thighs were long in keeping with my 5’6′ height and had a good conical shape. My armpits had thick & coarse dark stubbles, as I didn’t shave for nearly a week. I wondered if I should shave as mashimoni used to shave her underarm clean. But I raised my arms to look at my armpits and felt that the coarse stubble looked damn sexy and decided against shaving. As I narcissistically watched my nudity, I realised that my waist & hips were the most attractive parts of my body. My pubic bush enhanced the beauty of my fatless belly with a deep set belly button. My husband & I loved the abundance of thick hair and I nurtured the bush with best of care. I never shaved but trimmed it very carefully from the sides & top to keep it in the shape of a perfect triangle. It nicely extended on the sides along the joining line of thigh & belly and the bush looks like black bikini bottom.
I generously applied perfume all over my body. I made sure that my neck, underarms, cleavage & the breasts, bums and the pubic bush had best of aroma. I took some perfume on my fingertips and applied on my nipples. My nipples are like ripe grapes and they tingled at the touch of my fingers. I realised that the touch of my fingers created a ‘hard on’.
I took my time to choose my dress and finally put on a milk white, skin hugging skirt and a black halter necked blouse. I thought of not wearing bra and panty. But then I felt that undressing, if that was to take place, would be too quick without the undergarments. So, I put on a pair of lacy, almost see through, black bra & panty.
By the time I got ready, the bell rang. There was smiling mashimoni looking ravishingly beautiful in a red sari and black sleeveless blouse. She had lovely straight hair with a wide band of grey hair running diagonally across her head. She carried a nice bunch of roses and she looked really happy to have come over. As I ushered her in, she walked in with a lovely sway in her bum. We hugged each other and I kissed her cheek rather affectionately. She kissed me back, embraced me rather closely and caressed my bare back and arms with her soft hands. I thought the signal was definitely positive.
We held each other in embrace for couple of minutes. I was enjoying her touch and as she was showing no sign of breaking up, she must have been enjoying too. Then there was this doorbell ringing. It was the Chinese food delivery boy. I made mashimoni comfortable, disposed off the delivery boy, put the food in the microwave and started fixing the drink.
Like me, mashimoni enjoyed her premium scotch but kept within limits. But I knew that, again like me, she didn’t mind crossing the limit, when free of worries and in right company. I remembered one occasion at her house when both of us got a bit tipsy in the company of only our husbands. That evening was a very enjoyable one, though there was no sex as such. But we danced a lot and felt wonderful.
I had a full bottle of Glenfidich, which we were both very fond of. I made the drinks, a large one on the rocks for her and a small one with a dash of soda for me. We settled down on a divan and started a relaxed chat. She was in a great mood as her daughter had called from abroad in the morning to say that she was expecting her first child. We chatted on many things and kept on sipping the drinks, seating very close to each other.
After some time, we left the divan and settled down on the carpet. She sat in an inclined position and I sat just in front of her and rested lightly on her hips. I was enjoying the softness of her large & soft buttocks. All the time, I was holding her soft hands and caressing her cheeks,
her arms, her back, her feet and a few inches of her exposed leg. As we have always been very intimate to each other, this physical closeness was quite normal. I, unlike all previous occasions, was enjoying the closeness of her body.
When I finished my second small, she had almost finished her second large. I knew that two large drinks was her limit, but still offered her the third. She agreed with a smile. This time, I poured her a larger one with more ice. Her sips became more frequent and she was becoming livelier every minute.
Mashimoni was a smoker earlier, so was I in my early years. We both gave up smoking many years ago. But I still enjoyed one or two with my drinks. I got hold of a pack and asked her if she would like to have a smoke. She nodded and I lighted cigarettes for both of us. While lighting her cigarette my elbow & arms touched her soft breasts squarely and the sensation made me warm, I prolonged the process.
We were then talking about our likes & dislikes, our personal pleasures, our loneliness etc. Both of us wholeheartedly agreed that without each other’s company, this evening would have been very boring and lonely. She said I saved the evening for her and to show her gratefulness, she drew my face close and kissed my both cheeks, eyes & ears. Her lips were soft & wet and I shivered particularly when she kissed my ears.
At this point of time, I became hopeful that she physically desired me. I took a little courage and kissed her back in the cheeks, neck and the ears, holding her close and feeling the softness of her body. I could feel that her body was responding to me.
I had by that time, finished my third small and said, ‘ I am feeling like having another one, though I have finished my quota. ‘
She said, ‘ I am already over my limit, why not you?’
‘But I am putting on weight, my hips and thighs are growing big.’ I answered.
‘Of course, not. Your heavy bum is very enticing.’, she said and patted my buttocks and that was a little longish. (‘Motei na. Tomar pachha bhari bolei eto lobhoniyo.’)
I poured my fourth small and gave her another large. She protested and showed her belly and said, ‘ Look at the weight I am putting here’.
I jumped at the opportunity and held her at the waist. Her waistline was reasonably slim for her age and her belly had a slight sexy bulge. She tied her sari quite low, well below the belly button. That made her fair belly look sexier.
‘ Let me see’ I said and pulled her sari down as much as I could.
I wanted to see her pubic hair but did not succeed fully. I could see only the top fringe of the black hairline, which looked rich against her fair skin. The line joining her thighs and abdomen also could be seen. I kept the sari in that position and fondled the smooth skin of her belly and the top portion of thighs for a while. I turned her round and lowered her sari in the back almost to the parting of the buttocks and enjoyed touching her there.
Finally, I put her sari back into position and said, ‘You are in a very good shape. A few drinks extra wouldn’t matter’. (‘Tomar goron ekhono darun ache. Ekta duto drink e kichhu ashbe jabena.’)
So, she took another in the same glass, though her third large was not over. As the mood was fully on, I put on some CDs with romantic slow music. I asked her if she would like to dance. She said she would enjoy it and we started a slow close dance. I held her by the waist and made my hands move – upwards over her back, downwards over her hips. I also felt her hands moving over my bare back and on my waist and hips. Our breasts touched and the feeling of softness was heavenly.
At that point of time, I was fairly tipsy and she was probably more. Inhibitions were falling apart and we both knew what we wanted. I kissed her eyes, she kissed my ears. I kissed her cheeks, she kissed my neck. I kissed her ears, she kissed my cheeks. Finally, I put my lips on hers. She parted her lips and I put my tongue in side her mouth. She eagerly responded with her tongue. Our tongues danced in tune of the rhythm of the music along with our bodies. It was highly intoxicating and the kiss continued for very long.
When the music stopped, we stood holding each other for quite some time. Both of us were perspiring a little and mashimoni’s sari was a little crumpled. I mustered courage to suggest that since it was getting warm we should get rid of our clothes. As she nodded, I took off her watch, her bangles & sari, blouse & bra. She stood quietly and let me undress her like a child.
Her breasts were large (36d), slightly drooping but well-rounded and very soft. Her nipples were pink on a golden brown aureole. I could not resist the temptation and fondled her breasts & nipples. The mounds were so soft that they melted in my hands with slightest pressure. Her nipples were about quarter of an inch long and quite thick. At my touch the nipples became totally erect.
Her underarms were satin smooth and a little moist with perspiration. There were a few lines of crease on the smooth skin, which looked awfully sexy. (Nikhunt bhabe kamano bogoler chamra reshom er moto palish. Oi palish chamray koekta bhanjer rekha phute uthe darun jouno akorshon toiri korechhilo.) I could not resist planting a loving kiss on the armpit. There was a lovely smell of perfume that got mixed with the faint smell of perspiration. The smell was so exciting that I licked the armpits with my tongue and revelled in the intoxicating smell.
I took her petticoat off to reveal the full beauty of her naked body. For her age, her body was well shaped. Her pubic area was covered with black and thick hair. (Apparently, she didn’t trim the hair like she did earlier.) Her thighs were large but well shaped and very smooth. Her belly was not flat but had a sexy curve with a nice belly button. On the sides of the waist there were two sexy layers of flab. (Komorer du pashe med jome duto sudol bhanj.)
Her buttocks were so large (40?) that they created an hourglass effect, even though her waist was not slim. Her bum had lovely curves both sideways and backward. The backward curve made her bum sway with any movement. The huge expanse of the very fair bum was something to look at. (Bishal dhobdhobe forsha pachhata takiye dekhar moto.) Under the blemish free silky smooth skin the flesh was so soft that the fingers sank deep into the softness. (Pachhar chokchoke reshomer moto palish chamrar niche eto norom med je angul sohoje dube jay.)
Since she had drops of sweat all over her body I had an idea. I picked up a few ice cubes from the ice pail and put them in a bowl. I rubbed her body with the ice cube and getting startled at the touch of ice she sent out a soft scream, ‘whooo’. As I carried on, she enjoyed the coolness. I covered her face, armpits, thighs, back, belly and her breasts. She was enjoying the cool wetness and I was enjoying the softness.
I took fresh ice cubes and placed affectionately on her lovely buttocks. I moved my both hands over the large expanse of smooth and soft flesh and enjoyed the ice cold soft & silky touch. I placed ice cubes even in her arsehole and then in her pussy. I inserted a small cube inside her pussy and she said, ‘ouch’. The effect was so nice that she shook in joy.
As I watched her pussy, I noticed that the hair was very thick & coarse. The hair was not very curly and quite long, particularly near her pussy fold. It extended to the border of the thighs on the sides. The top was absolutely straight and the shape was like a perfect triangle. As I watched more closely I found signs of shaved hair at the joints of the thighs and along the top line of the triangle. This showed that she shaved carefully to keep the bush in perfect shape.
There were a few streaks of grey hair in the dense bush, which looked very exciting to me. On the overall, the pubic triangle was a very well groomed one. As the hair was very thick one could not even see the pussy lips except from very close. As
there was a nice aroma I put my nose on her pussy and I could smell a lovely perfume mixed with a musty smell. The smell was very intoxicating. I resisted the temptation of putting my fingers inside as I thought this was too early to do that.
I was kneeling down and mashimoni stood with her legs apart allowing me enough access. As I finished, she pulled me up to standing position and kissed me softly. She then started taking my clothes off. She took off my halter & strapless bra and with more ice cubes, she caressed my back, breasts and armpits.
She put her nose into my armpits and took a deep smell of my perfume. At this stage, I apologized to her for not shaving my armpits. (Amar bogole onek lom hoye gechhe. Kamiye rakha uchit chhilo.)
She said that she in fact liked my armpits hairy. She remembered that so many years ago when she saw me naked, my armpits were fully hairy. She very much appreciated that as she felt that hair added a lot of charm to the armpit. In fact, she was expecting a full growth in my armpits. But she felt that what I had now was nice, coarse & thick. (‘Na, na tomar bogoler chul amar khub bhalo lagchhe. Sei onek bochhor age jokhon tomay prothom nangto dekhechhilam, tomar bogole bhorti jongol chhilo. Bogole oto ghono chul dekhe khub gorom hoye giyechhilam. Ami asha korechhilam je ajo tomar bogole puro jongol dekhte pabo. Tobe ekhonkar chultao besh bhalo, khub mota ar kora.’)
She licked my armpits and her soft tongue sent a tingling sensation through my spine.
She unclasped my skirt and it fell off. She rubbed my belly & belly button and probed inside my belly button with her finger. My lacy panty was still on and she kissed me on the panty. After she took the panty off, she affectionately moved her hand on my pubic area. She turned me around and fondled my buttocks. She moved her hands, with a lot of care, over my legs, thighs, lower abdomen, buttocks and the pussy. She parted the cheeks of the bum and gave me a short lick with her tongue. Her soft tongue gave me a thrilling sensation and I shrieked.
As we were totally free of clothes I put on another CD and we started dancing holding each other. We kissed again very deeply and our bodies were pressed against each other. As our cold skin touched, the sensation was great. Our breasts pressed each other and I pressed my pussy against hers. The rubbing of one bushy pussy on another created a great sensation. As the pussies played on each other, juices flew out incessantly and even our thighs were wet.
She held my buttocks with her hands and parted the cheeks and caressed inside with her fingers. I also squeezed her buttocks and put my fingers a little in her asshole. I put my hands on her very soft breasts and played with the nipples. She squeezed my breasts in turn. I lowered my mouth and put my lips on her nipples, which quivered under my tongue. She also licked and bit my nipples, which were tingling in joy.
When we finished dancing, I asked her if she would like to take a bath. She said she would, if I also took. I said ok and I took her to the bathroom. I filled the tub with water and by holding her like a child made her sit down in the tub. I tied her hair into a bun and put a shower cap. I knelt down by the side of the tub and soaped her. She fondled my breasts and teased my nipples.
She said, ‘My breasts were also firm like this some years back’. (‘Koyek bochhor age amar buk duto tomar motoi sokto chhilo.’)
I said, ‘ You have nothing to regret, your breasts have not sagged much’. (‘Tomar apshosht korar kichhu nei. Buk duto emon kichhu jhule jayni.’)
I felt shy but managed to tell her that her softer breasts are very nice to squeeze. (‘Asole ki jano, tomar buk duto makhoner moto norom. Tai chotkate darun bhalo lagchhe.’)
She blushed at this remark and I lightly kept pressing her soft mounds. She took a long time fondling my breasts and put her mouth on my nipples. She licked them, pressed hard with her lips and gave light bites. It was really great and I moaned in joy.
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NovelsChapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...
Introduction: Batwoman returning back to Hollys loft from patrol beliving trhe woman is asleep is in for a rude awakening. It had been a long night and an even longer patrol, and Kate was drained. Slipping into the window quietly to find her Holly fast asleep, Batwoman moved quietly for the chair and started to get undressed. Removing the belt with practiced ease, she then took off the cape before she removed the gloves and boots…, only then placing her hands on the dresser and lowering her...
Ich war mir nicht sicher, ob ich richtig gesehen hatte. Hatte sich die Figur etwa doch bewegt? Jeder kennt diese alten Brunnen, die auf Marktpl?tzen zu finden sind. Aus Steinen gebaut, und oft mit einer Figur obendrauf. Eine G?ttin der Gerechtigkeit etwa, mit verbundenen Augen und einer Waage in der Hand. Hier war es allerdings ein - nackter - J?ngling. Nicht besonders gro?, so knapp einen Meter, und aus einem r?tlichen Stein gehauen. So etwas kann sich nicht bewegen, sagt einem der Ve...
Chapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay down on his back on the bed. As he waited for Isolde to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom (putting in...
NovelsI woke up and looked over at Goldie, she was sleeping soundly. She had a soft smile on her lips. I wanted to kiss her but instead I got up and went to relieve myself. When I returned she was sitting on the side of the bed. I sat beside her and pushed her back and kissed her sweet lips, she tried to pull away but my hand slipped under her gown and between her legs. She stopped struggling and her arms went around my neck. She pulled her face back, ‘Please let me go to the bathroom. I’ll be...
Ben pushed his face against the locker’s metal grille, desperate to get one last look at Amy as she strode away. She had such a sexy walk with her swinging hips hugged by tight white cotton trousers. He could see the slight bulge of the keys in the back pocket as her body pulled the fabric one way then the other. He watched her dark hair flow behind her, desperately hoping for one last turn of the head and one last smile. Yes, there it was.All too soon though, Amy had disappeared from sight and...
BDSMIntroductionThis episode continues from Goldilocks and the Three Bears.The Three Bears must be out playing in the forest, because they don't appear in this story.So there is no opportunity for any sex with a****ls, or indeed between a****ls (to avoid upsetting Jenny Cumslut). We discover that Goldilocks has an identical blonde twin sister, named Spike, and they used to play a masturbation racing game involving bed knobs. Unlike the previous story featuring the ch1ldren Jade and Grace, there is...
One morning Uncle Bear cooked them some porridge for breakfast. As the porridge was too hot to eat, the Three Bears decided to take a walk in the woods while it cooled. They had not been gone long when a young girl named Goldilocks came along. She had been picking flowers and had wandered into the woods. She was very pretty, her long curly golden hair tied back from her freckled face with blue ribbons, skipping along in a short, pale blue, lace-edged dress so occasionally her yellow...
There was once a family of three men, who were known locally as “The Three Bears” who lived in a cozy cottage in the woods where they worked as lumberjacks. There was great big, more than seven foot tall “Daddy Bear”, medium size six foot four “Uncle Bear”, and a shorter, eighteen year old “Junior Bear”. They got their name from the huge quantity of thick black body hair that covered them, complemented by bushy beards, their stocky stature (not to mention rather round bellies in the older two)...
Group Sex"Damn you guys," I managed to curse while gasping for air. The abrupt transition from the Autopilot-mode into full-control of Kimberly's persona had left me fully disoriented and suffocated. My eyes watered and I felt some kind of brain freeze strumming my head. Meanwhile, my two seniors just laughed their asses off at the living room. Virginia Mendez was still topless, sitting in one of the couch of the living room. Her ample tan breasts jiggled as she roared with her raspy...
After my very successful and enjoyable experiences of helping older men get hard for their frustrated old lady wives and partners and helping fuck them as well, it seemed that word had got out and I was receiving at least one call a week to help other old couples.And I found that although old, some had some very hidden and erotic turn-ons. Maud and Harold was one such couple. As Maud told me on the phone, they were in their late sixties and she was finding it increasingly difficult to get...
The Keyholder?Just that please.? Ben mumbled as he nervously placed the steel chastity cage and padlock on the counter. He was on his way back from drinks with the football team and the elation of winning combined with the alcohol had given him the courage to finally indulge one of his fantasies. Careful not to make too much eye contact, he glanced briefly at the woman behind the counter, who smiled kindly as she wrapped the cage for him and took the cash. He was now really starting to feel...
Our Mercedes cruised in moderate speed, leaving the mall - where I just did my first task since I joined my team as one of the disguise specialist impersonating the Goldmans?: interviewing a dangerous member from clandestine movement. The car passed through old houses and classic buildings which glistened graciously under this afternoon sun. People went out to enjoy the September - rarely - clear blue sky . I glimpsed at children playing around at the sidewalk. Old people at caf?s. T...
In a time not long ago, a young girl named Goldilocks had just turned eighteen. It was a warm summer day when she decided to take a stroll in the forest. It wasn't long before she noticed the aroma of food coming from the trees off to the right. Taking in a deep breath, her large breasts rose up and the buttons popped off. The warm air on her bare skin felt good. Being hungry, she followed the scent and stepped off the path, not bothering to cover up.It wasn't long before she saw a log cabin...
Fantasy & Sci-FiOnce upon a time there was a girl named Goldie. Her parents were very mean to her. Like, they made her actually clean her room! And come home on time when there was a curfew!! And be respectful of old people, like her lecherous boss down at the Hit and Miss Drive In, where she wore roller skates to take food to people!!! It was a real bummer for Goldie, but her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lox were serious about her growing up to be a proper woman. They made her eat her vegetables at every meal too,...
Holly crept up behind Kate with instinctive ease, then like some guard dog she bit on Kate's cunt then chewed playfully on her flesh through her latex while her hands shot forward, and grabbed Kate's tits. She let out a deep, long moan that resonated through the latex into Kate's cunt as latex covered flesh muffled it. She couldn't resist Kate's succulent position one moment, and she wanted some of that sweet pussy so badly! "Ahhhhhhhhhhh...., uuuhhhhh....,...
Once upon a time there were three bears: Mummy Bear, Daddy Bear and Baby Bear. They lived in a cave in the forest and one day out walking they came across a pretty wooden cottage. The front door was open, so they walked in. Daddy Bear was a bit too tall, so he had to bend his head to get through the door; Mummy Bear was a bit too wide, so she had to squeeze her rounded tummy through the doorframe, but little Baby Bear was exactly the right size, so just walked straight in.Daddy Bear was very...
Cleaning for Master HoldenJoanne works for Rock Creek Maids three times a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. She only works in the mornings, and usually not past noon. The maid service employs twelve female Rock Creek residents and four male residents, all part-time. Joanne likes working there. The other maids are friendly, and most of the customers are really nice. Her part-time job provides her with some supplemental money so she doesn't always have to go nagging to her master for a few...
"Just a reminder, Grasshopper. This is your boss speaking...,"Mendez's statement was cordial. Her voice though, was stern and commanding. There was no doubt. The accent and the inflection. It was all hers. Virgina Mendez. Even though I've spent several months with her as my "father", I rarely heard her speaking with her real voice. Usually she only addressed me under her guise of Bruce Goldman, the father of Kimberly Goldman, the cute 17-year-old whose identity I...
Author's Note: This story contains some elements of reluctance (turned into willingness), as well as lesbian sex. I hope you enjoy =)-----------------------------Kristen awoke to find herself in the yard of a house... but not the kind of house that she was used to. This house was more of a cottage with a thatched roof... although larger than any cottage she would have ever pictured. Staring at the unfamiliar scenery for a moment, she felt a breeze blow across her body and looking she realized...
There was once a family of three men, who were known locally as “The Three Bears” who lived in a cozy cottage in the woods where they worked as lumberjacks. There was great big, more than seven foot tall “Daddy Bear”, medium size six foot four “Uncle Bear”, and a shorter, eighteen year old “Junior Bear”. They got their name from the huge quantity of thick black body hair that covered them, complemented by bushy beards, their stocky stature (not to mention rather round bellies in the older two)...
Group SexChapter 1Maddie Goldberg bounced her thick white ass on Reshawn Titus's black cock like she was tethered to it by an elastic cable. She moaned and ran her fingers through her wavy dark hair and slammed her body down and down and down onto the black man's rod. Reshawn guided her with his meaty hands on her hips, digging his fingers into her smooth pale sides and letting her round white ass recoil as it collided with his sturdy thighs."Ride my dick, you little Jew whore-piece, ride!"Throughout...
"Ah Mr. Masaki!" The man behind the counter said in surprisingly fluent Japanese. Tenchi had never considered himself racist, but hearing his native tongue from an someone of such obvious Jewish origin, without a trace of accent was ... Well, just plain odd. Not that 'it' coming from what appeared to be a floating wooden log was any less strange. "Or a bronzed, elf eared, blue eyed blond bomb shell for that matter!" He thought with a smile. "I understand you need some custom sizing...
This story uses characters owned by Warner Bros./DC Comics. They are used here strictly in a not for profit fan story meant for readers enjoyment. It is free to be archived on any site wishing to do so, provided the authors are given credit. CATWOMAN AND BATMAN - THE WAGER by Eric and Steve Zink Part 1 Catwoman walked in to her meeting with Batman. It was hardly surprising that she moved with such a feline grace. Selina enjoyed Batman's admiration, and she smiled...
As I walked into my house, I heard my mom's voice ringing from the waiting room. I threw my bag to the sofa and slumped on the lazy chair in the living room. I turned on the TV and started flipping the channel around. There's nothing interesting on TV now. I just pressed the buttons on the remote frantically while enjoying how the screen beamed rapid images of music clips, interviews and cartoons. "Kimberly? Is that you, honey?" I didn't want to reply as I knew that mom had...
Bat girl Aka Barbra Gordon is searching for Catwoman hell bent on revenge after what she did to her. Bat Girl then thinks back to a week ago when Catwoman captured her stripped off her costume and left her in nothing but her underwear. Bat Girl tracks Catwoman to old where house. Bat Girl sneaks inside looking for Catwoman as she looking around suddenly she shocked. When Bat Girl wakes up she is tied to metal table with Catwoman looking down at her. Hi Batbrat Catwoman laughing so you didn’t...
Thousand of feelings crossed my mind at the moment Mom and I walk out from the elevator in the mall. What I had thought as an ordinary trip to the mall turned out to be my first solo assignment. Can I nail this mission? Fear, doubt thrill and excitement mixed together in my head, creating an uneasy feeling. I tried to keep Kimberly's bubbly expression intact. I had to maintain her beaming gaze. This was not the first time I went to the mall as Kimberly. I spent many times here with...
As Mom led me to our front door and open it, I could feel the summer breeze tenderly blow my hair. She held my right hand and we strode across our small lawn towards the Mercedes. It was the mid of September and even though autumn was approaching, the sun shone brightly. I covered my hand with my left hand and the colorful bracelets on Kimberly's wrist chimed. "It's very hot, here" I complained with Kimberly's whiny tone. I paced slower and pulled my hands from Mom's grip while putting...
The sudden darkness engulfed me as I felt every muscle in my body was rapidly switched-off one by one. In that split second, my reflex told me to resist. But it was useless. It was my first blackout and I remembered feeling afraid. One thing managed to slip into my thought before my mind and my body plunged into an infinite absence of light. My first solo mission. A failure. Man, am I gonna die?! All of a sudden, an overwhelming force bombarded me and pulled me to...
William Lester taunted me about my pronunciation of certain words, especially those beginning or ending with 'th', but I tuned him out. I was having trouble concentrating on my study and didn't need any more distractions. What Jeannie had said about she and Cindy being grounded had given me a jolt. What Mr. Baldwin said about me no longer being welcome in their home had really rocked me. As far as I was concerned William Lester could go fuck himself. I wasn't in the mood to joust with...
John and I married in 1946. At first, we lived with his parents but then rented a small flat in town. John was caring and highly enlightened for the time. We were partners in every way. He allowed me to continue working after we married. This option may seem obvious nowadays, but back then it was anathema.Although views were changing, the bar on the employment of married women was still in general practice. Legally, wives were the property of their husbands and expected to be homemakers and...
MatureWhat was she doing playing chastity games with a twenty something guy? She knew it was crazy, yet Amy was smiling to herself as she stepped off the bus and walked quickly to the address that Ben had given her, a two bedroom apartment in an upmarket development. She hadn’t seen Ben since they’d made love at the hotel a week ago, but she could still remember the feel of his body and his freshly unlocked cock. She hadn’t belted him when they parted the next morning. This wasn’t because Ben didn’t...
BDSM“Just that please,” Ben mumbled as he nervously placed the steel chastity cage and padlock on the counter. He was on his way back from drinks with the football team and the elation of winning combined with the alcohol had given him the courage to finally indulge one of his fantasies. Careful not to make too much eye contact, he glanced briefly at the woman behind the counter, who smiled kindly as she wrapped the cage for him and took the cash. He was now really starting to feel embarrassed,...
BDSMChapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together. George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.” “Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...
Chapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay down on his back on the bed. As he waited for Isolde to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom (putting...