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"You are a natural born cocksucker, Charlie," my wife said, as she finally pulled the spit-covered rubber dick from my tortured throat, giving my face a wet smack for good measure with the meaty appendage. "I had no idea what a fucking whore you were. I hate to think your talent for giving head has gone so long unexplored. Now it's time to up the ante a little, my pet."She moved down between my legs and bent over, her mouth only inches from my raging boner, the angry purple head swollen and...
Copyright © 2001, Jaz1701. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website without the written permission of the author. I did nothing wrong. What I did was not illegal, and I won't go to jail. Was it ethical? Moral, religiously, politically correct... probably not. But it wasn't really illegal. Obviously I don't want my name associated with the events though. Have you ever had a secret? Have you ever done something so deliciously,...
How to do create a song text ?Mexican Girl SongtextJuanita came to me last night, and she cried over and overOoh, daddy, i love you, you know, and i think it's the moonlight.she looked so fine, well she looked alright, and she moanedOoh, daddy, move overOh, baby, you know what i like and i think it's the moonlightmade in mexico, schooled in france, ooh la lovin' she needed no teachin'Oh man i can say international ways i believe in.mexican girl, don't leave me aloneI got a heart as big as a...
Black Man’s White Pussyboy Story from the perspective of a white pussyboy who gets fucked and dominated by a couple of nigger bucks. He also meets another pussyboy but ends up getting fucked by everyone. Good dialog. I let Jay into the apartment. He was looking for a one bedroom, furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper. I hoped to rent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time to some maintenance and repairs rather than showing places. I looked at...
Black Man's White PussyboyStory from the perspective of a white pussyboy who gets fucked and dominated by a couple of nigger bucks. He also meets another pussyboy but ends up getting fucked by everyone. Good dialog.I let Jay into the apartment. He was looking for a one bedroom,furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper. I hoped torent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time tosome maintenance and repairs rather than showing places. I looked at...
Black Man's White PussyboyStory from the perspective of a white pussyboy who gets fucked and dominated by a couple of nigger bucks. He also meets another pussyboy but ends up getting fucked by everyone. Good dialog.I let Jay into the apartment. He was looking for a one bedroom,furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper. I hoped torent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time tosome maintenance and repairs rather than showing places. I looked at...
Story from the perspective of a white pussyboy who gets fucked and dominated by a couple of nigger bucks. He also meets another pussyboy but ends up getting fucked by everyone. Good dialog.I let Jay into the apartment. He was looking for a one bedroom,furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper. I hoped torent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time tosome maintenance and repairs rather than showing places. I looked at therental application he had...
My name is Rebecca. Everyone calls me Becca. I entered the police department right out of college. I progressed rapidly, through different divisions and assignments. I always had my eyes set on Robbery-Homicide and after six years of hard word and dedication, I finally made it. At age thirty, I was youngest female in the division for such a coveted assignment, but I was superb at my job. I made it because of my skill not my gender. It was Saturday. Dispatch called our number just after we had...
TabooI let Jay into the apartment. He was looking for a one bedroom,furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper. I hoped torent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time tosome maintenance and repairs rather than showing places. I looked at therental application he had filled out just a minute earlier. From the datelisted as his birth date, he was 22 years old, three years younger than I.I watched him, explaining about the living room area and kitchen, as...
Heather wanted to cheer up her friend Danielle. What better way than have some glamor photographs taken. What woman does not want to be told she is pretty and desirable. She knew just the photographer who could do the job and maybe have some fun doing it. I was that photographer. I had been doing photography for over 10 years and was good at my craft. People were not my specialty, but I had done my share of weddings and model shoots. So there was no reason not to do as Heather requested. She...
Heather wanted to cheer up her friend Danielle. What better way than have some glamor photographs taken. What woman does not want to be told she is pretty and desirable. She knew just the photographer who could do the job and maybe have some fun doing it. I was that photographer. I had been doing photography for over 10 years and was good at my craft. People were not my specialty, but I had done my share of weddings and model shoots. So there was no reason not to do as Heather requested. She...
Straight SexAll good things come to an end and the six-week Reduced Operations Period at HMS Chelmsford ended on 15th January 1974. The Wrens and Leading Recruits were very busy as that day approached. The Depot needed to be de-winterised and preparations made for the return of the Ship’s Company, the other Recruits, and the Wrens from their leave. Even Petty Officer White sobered up for the last week to oversee things. Knocker was wary around Leading Recruit Jones and the other lads and ran things...
Black Knight Takes White Pawn Pussyboy Story from the perspective of a white teen pussyboy who becomes the sex slave of a couple niggers who use him for gang bangs and fuck films.I first met Arnim, my future nigger buck master, when we both worked for a well-known department store in London: in the packing and returns department at the rear of the building. Mr. Potter, the person in charge of the department, was a hard man to please. He was ex-army and arrived for work each morning dressed in a...
I guess I should have been aware that our sex life was in trouble for a long time, but I guess I just never thought about it. My wife Joyce and I had been married for a little over twenty years and sure, for at least the past five years, or probably even more, our sex life was pretty much non-existent. The truth is that even before that period of time, maybe even from the time that we were first married, we'd go weeks, even months without having sex and when we did, I think that I knew that it...
It was 10pm; hours after the k1ds from camp had gone home and that Monique had stayed to 'help straighten up.' Monique hadnt gone that far before. She dreamed of it but not with an older man. Not with Mr. Knowles at that. No one had noticed that she just gotten home. Monique grabbed something to drink before heading upstairs to get settled for the night. She was sticky from both the sweat from the day, and from the after activities as well. As Monique got settled in she ran herself some...
When out of the blue I get a text from a young lady by the name of Julietta, asking me how my day was and after I explained what’s been happening and all that, she texted that she knew how to cheer me up. The text stated very bluntly “she would drop to her knees and suck me dry” and what fool wouldn’t take up an offer like that! So, I texted her back a few things and the following text from me is the results of our conversation. Now keep in mind the one thing I didn’t tell you was that she...
Odessa's warm tongue slid flat and wet across my clit, sending shudders through my body as I lay back against the headboard of her bed, my legs spread wide and my panties dangling off one ankle. She held one end of my favorite vibrator up inside me against my g-spot. My pelvis reverberated with the gentle buzz of it."Ohh, yes babe, uuuuhhhh yesss..." I said, encouraging her as she pleasured me with her usual skill and care. The flavor of her vagina still lingered on my lips as I breathed in and...
I’ve posted 3 stories on this site so far and I seem to be enjoying the idea of finally exposing all these events that have happened to me over my life and have them read by strangers. I love the comments and the Private Messages. Very rewarding! (keep the following information in mind while reading the rest of the story…for those of you who have never posted a story on this site, they recommend you write out your story and then copy and past it because they fear that the system might time-out...
Jack Knowles had been interested in science as far back as he could remember. As soon as he could get his hands on Dad’s tools, he began dismantling and reconstructing household things, always successfully. When he first saw his Mom make bread and saw the dough rise, he became interested in chemicals and their interaction. His parents gave him a chemistry set, which he quickly took to, and completed all the possible experiments in only a couple weeks. They bought him a more advanced one, which...
College SexHaving visited Mistress Elektra on a few occasions I have become more aware of the effect she can have on you with her MINDFUCKING skills. Its can also be called the POWER of the written word. Now mostly used via our phones in the form of text messaging! her MINDFUCKING texts can leave a devastating effect on you that will leave any slave or submissives mind in a terrible state!Point in question was on friday 11 october 2013 when I was busy working away and I recieved a text message on my...
“I am eyeball fucking you from across the bar” That’s what the text said. I was sitting in a bar on a Friday night with a girlfriend and her friends. A married couple. I looked at the text again and then I scanned the room. No one seemed to be staring or leering at me. I should have been scared, but instead I was intrigued. I didn’t recognize the number. And trying to show my brave side, I sent a text in return. “Who the fuck is this?” I waited for a reply. A few minutes went by, and nothing. I...
“I am eyeball fucking you from across the bar” That’s what the text said. I was sitting in a bar on a Friday night with a girlfriend and her friends. A married couple. I looked at the text again and then I scanned the room. No one seemed to be staring or leering at me. I should have been scared, but instead I was intrigued. I didn’t recognize the number. And trying to show my brave side, I sent a text in return. “Who the fuck is this?” I waited for a reply. A few minutes went by, and nothing. I...
Straight SexHi, I’m Steve, I have been a bi-sexual male from around the age of 20 I guess, and now I’m 50 my sexual preferences haven’t changed. I like the company and sexual relationship of a female but I also like to make a guy cum and I have taken to doing this spontaneously and in public places to enhance the excitement if I get the chance, but this was a follow up long awaited appointment with Jack.If you follow my stories you will know that on my last story, ‘Blowing a Stranger #2’ I met a guy called...
My relationship with my fiancé had broken down. She bought me out of the apartment, and I found myself living back at home with mum. Just what every 28 year old guy wants - not! Don't get me wrong, mum was great. She spoiled me, took care of me and supplied plenty of sympathy on recent events. Mum had lived on her own since the divorce, and had managed to keep the family home which was quite a property. Ironic really, as that was the business she was in - and had been responsible for buying...
[My last story was too sweet, so I wanted to do something dark and gross. Well, dark and gross for me at least. Enjoy!] Snowflake and the Oatmeal Switch by Rohmer Fan Everyone told me that Philip was a bad influence on me. I knew that they were right and that he was mostly just using me for rides, but he was funny and I had a good time when he was around. We had been hanging out now for a little over a year. Today was just like any other day after school and we were heading back...
James was finishing yet another bar shift at the hotel. It had been a long week and tomorrow the guests were going home. The last guests wobbled up the stairs having had one too many benny and hot waters and muttered their good nights. James sighed with relief and started to lock reception up, the soft lights in the bar making his eyes lower with tiredness. He was thinking how much housekeeping needed to be done when his phone buzzed. He had a new text message. With a look of puzzlement he...
Quickie SexThe Fuckmeat Gene ?what are you doing on this transport fuckmeat?? Sarah gasps as the older man sat beside her. His hand going straight down her low cut blouse to grab her Double D tits. His touch made her moan, and he chuckled at her reaction, ?Now, now cunt, you know I can’t fuck you on this transport?yet. Its outside of the meat region and there is a minor present. But as you are a slut I can do other things until we reach the region.? Sarah gasped again as he grabbed her nipples, flicking...
BEN FRIDAY, APRIL 16, 2004, SOPHOMORE YEAR I breathed shallowly while forcing myself not to panic. If Dawn was in trouble, she would have either said so in her text, or the text itself would have been much shorter. Still, she said to hurry so I was walking pretty fast. Dawn's apartment was only a couple of blocks away and it didn't take me long to get there. I was about to knock when I realized the front door was cracked open just a bit. The sense of panic set in again. Something was...
Tuesday EveningCarie made a beeline across the hallway to the opposite apartment with a small cardboard box, a plume of annoyance trailing behind her. Pulsating thrash-techno music had been erupting from inside Apartment Seven for the past hour with the noise pummelling the door so hard that the hinges creaked. A sour frown angled her brow as she knocked.Then she waited.Then she knocked again, harder.And waited again.She thumped it with the side of her fist. “Vasily!” she shouted. “Open the...
Straight SexAnother Friday evening and though I was late getting home, my wife Victoria was even later. I didn't like her going out after work with her friends but what can a man do? Every couple does need a life apart from their spouse and Vicky was very good about not only letting me know when she was going out but she also told me where they were going and made sure she got home early. She was usually no later than 8 p.m.This afternoon I had been out on a job inspection and got a text message from...
Hopefully, most of you who have arrived at this story have already read “Fresh Fuckmeat in Thailand I and II”, so I won’t belabor the principles behind my Streams of Fuckmeat. I’ll just give a bit of an introduction here, and talk briefly about Thai women before diving in to Fuckmeat Stream Three. Work in international corporate and governmental consulting has placed me in the position to have fucked eight hundred three women, spread out over 46 countries worldwide. In five of those countries...
Monique had on a pair of Vera Wang nighties, it was a pair of black rayon shorts with a white lacy trimming that stopped a half inch below her crotch and while silk sleeveless shirt with grey tropical fish on it. She had brought it from Khols one day while shopping with her friends. She only wore it on nights that she knew she would be doing some serious pussy play. The fact that Todd wanted to see her was an added bonus. 'Whats up? Where you want me to go with you?' Monique inquired. 'I cant...
When i was younger during the summer i had to go to summer camp. Not the kind when you stay away from home but the kind that you go to during the day as your parents are at work. I enjoyed it, of course, but the boys acted kinda strange towards me. I didnt understand why, these were the same boys that i went to school with and discussed wrestling with. Many girls never understood how a girl could be so obsessed with wrestling, but that was their problem, not mine.One Tuesday i came to camp...
I hear the chime on my phone, and as I shut the coffee pot off and run water into my cup, I pick up the phone and my world comes to a screeching halt. “I want you ready for me when I get home… and keep yourself on edge all day baby... I’ll know if you don’t. You’ll do this for me baby… be a good girl for Daddy and don’t cum.” The hard throbbing between my legs, my creamy thighs, swollen clit, all respond to those words. A low moan leaves my lips and my hands drift up to my lips, tracing their...
BDSMI was at work being the usual hard working tax paying citizen, though I just started working and have never paid taxes I intend to do so. Anyways, I recieve an unfamiliar text message from an unfamiliar number not saved in my phone. The text said " Good morning this ur favorite girl bernadine. My phn broke." Since my aunt's name is bernadine, I figured it was her so I just started texting her. I started to suspect she wasnt my Aunt Bern when she started complaining how I never see her. ...
Submissive whiteboi becomes a sissy faggot pussyboy for his nigger master.It was to be a night of romance. My Nigger lover, Tyrone, gruntedas he pulled his glistening cock from my aching, cum filled asscunt. Hehad just shot a massive load of man slop into my steamy, grippingentrails. Our lovemaking had been a brutal affair, as it always is, which is just the way I like it. I am a subjugated fuck slave, nothing but a sissy faggot sperm receptacle for my dominant nigger lover.Tyrone is the envy...
The Text From my ExMy name is Lynlee. I am 31 years old and this story is based on a true event in my life. I have been married to my husband Charles for 13 years. We have 3 k**s. I am 5’4” 130lbs, tan skin, brown hair brown eyes. My husband and I had just recently begun opening our marriage sex life to others. Well, mostly I had… Charles hadn’t been with another woman but at this point I’d been with 4 or 5 other men since our marriage. Charles was always there and we enjoyed the threesomes...
I have what just about everyone considers to be a very large cock, I'm also a black guy so am kinda expected to have a big one, I'm supposed to fulfill some racial stereotype. I'm about 8.5 inches long and about 6 inches around. I'm not just long, I'm thick. What people say about girls truly wanting big cocks is bullshit, some girls don't like my cock for whatever reason, it's too big for them or it's intimidating. There are also probably an equal amount of girls who honestly don't care....
I don't know how or why but I will try and explaine as I go along. We have been together one way or another over the last 10 years or so. We have made the earth move while making love or as others might put it .. out right fucking, hard sweaty fucking! When she was closer there were days she would show up after work and we would park at the end if the road. There she would undue my belt and then release my hard cock. She strokes me gently while looking into my eyes as she sucks my cock...
ITINERARYWhere the story of a man who wants to exist in your eyes ..........A LOLA ...It was while visiting a website, a complete accident that I came across this ad. This site did the rest not primarily designed to encourage meetings have but like any site is now complying with pages dedicated to meetings. Since I 'was there, but I read the profiles are not very inspired that night I did not even used the filter searches for a particular profile fall or even a region. If evidence is needed...
Bennie had lusted after Beatrice for years. They had started on the same day in shipping and receiving at the same company. He as a lowly forklift driver and she as a clerk in the office. He had to see her every day and hear about her boyfriends. A few times he wanted to go out and punch a few of them when she came in sad from a breakup. It was just his life to be so near, yet so far from the woman he desired.This all changed one fateful day. He was leaving work when he saw her having an...
FemdomMy down fall with texting- Part 1... The true early days of my life, meeting of Jessica, the relationship we had and the start of my fantasies of both of us exchanging bodies. By Jessica Kingston My Early Days. From the baby age of 15 months I used to have to go to a child minder as mum had to work and she was called Mrs Holt, it was agreed that I called her "Aunt Mae" when I could talk, so each weekday from are modest 3 story council maisonette to Aunt Mae's family home of a 3...
Hi, dosto main Aryan from Gorakhpur.Aap logo ko preety ki pahli chudai ki kahani pasand aayi aur uska reply bhi mila. Aap logo ka thanks you.Ye ek real story hai. Meri aur meri gf preety maurya ki hai jo abhi St. Andrew gorakhpur me Bsc 3rd year mai hai. Pahli story me preety kaise chudi thi mere hi ghar mai, uske bad mere family valo ko uske upper sak hone laga to vo muskan naam ki ladki ke sath room mate bangayi. Lakin hum hamesha bahar milte the aur SRS Mall me movie dekhte the. Now coming...
Introduction: This is my third story. No pointless comments, please, but if you like it, or have any ideas on how to improve my next stories, comments welcome. This is a continuation of my Cinderella story, following the life of Snow White. Cinderella was getting older. She retained her looks and her sexiness, but she was still getting older. She would be turning 31 soon, much older than she would have liked. On one bright morning, she awoke and walked, naked, over to her full length mirror....
I was lying naked on the bed in the spare room of my aunt’s house. I was here by choice, trying my best not to masturbate or think of sex. So far, it was torture. I was nearing the end of my visit to my Aunt Beatrice. I had been here for over 3 weeks, staying in her house during my summer break. Last month, we’d started a sexual relationship. Unfortunately, I had to go home on Saturday, something we both hated. It was on Wednesday of the same week that she had the bright idea. She...
I was riding my motorcycle to the hardware store in Long Beach, near LBSU, to pick up some eye hooks. There was a car in front of me all over the lane. I thought that person must have had a few drinks for lunch? Or they were on the phone or texting?? I switched lanes and came up on them on the drivers side. I couldn't believe it? It was Sally! And, yes, she was texting! She knows I hate when people do this while driving! When I'm riding my motorcycle I want people to pay attention. I was...
Hello Pussycat Hermione clutched the small handbag tightly as she entered the hotel. She had to walk slowly, and on her toes, because she had never developed the skill of walking in ridiculously tall heels like these; being a little drunk didn’t help either. Fortunately her belly dancing classes had taught her how to undulate as she walked, which helped her keep balance as long as she kept her hips and shoulders moving in opposite directions at the right time. Somewhere behind her someone...
Sleepily, I looked at the name under the big envelope, and raised an eyebrow quizzically when I saw that it was Brianna that had texted me this late. Brianna and I had always talked rarely, and we wouldn’t at all if it wasn’t for the fun night we’d had at prom junior several months back. We were both bored with our dates, whom we’d gone with more out of laziness and resignation than any great affection, and more than a little drunk from covert swallows from hidden flasks. Brianna was...
Out of the blue my screen glowed with his text of a simple “hey” mid-day. As we chatted, I became aware of the growing moistness in my panties. I vaguely wondered if I could get this high-powered guy to leave his office midday and come to me. My mind raced through excuses or reasons that could allow him to leave his office midday for even just a few moments of shared passion… Perhaps, I thought, a shower or blowjob could lure him from his brightly lit office to join me on a gray day, a day that...
Out of the blue my screen glowed with his text of a simple “hey” mid-day. As we chatted, I became aware of the growing moistness in my panties. I vaguely wondered if I could get this high-powered guy to leave his office midday and come to me. My mind raced through excuses or reasons that could allow him to leave his office midday for even just a few moments of shared passion… Perhaps, I thought, a shower or blowjob could lure him from his brightly lit office to join me on a gray day, a day that...
MILFIt was summers and college 4th semester has just ended. I was selected from my company to go on a recruitment drive. Lucknow was the first city selected in our itinerary. We went to BBD university for campus selections. I was glad to visit north India after a long time. I missed north Indian girls after living for past 9 years in Bangalore.That too Lucknow famously called ‘Randiyon Ka Saher’. I was secretly excited to see hot college girls. And Lucknow did not disappoint me. Fair, beautiful...
Tutoring Beatrice Chapter 1 The advertisement in the paper caught my eye immediately: ?Seeking tutor for wayward young woman. Must be fluent in mathematics, English grammar and history. Salary commensurate with experience. Forward resume to Miss Edwina Robertson, Box 23, Municipal Post Office, Elmira.? I found the word ?wayward? particularly interesting. I immediately sent my resume to the specified address, and, within four days received an answer, setting up an interview for the following...
Pussyboy, Part 1By Greg Stone Part 1Greg peered over the menu to check out the young waiter working the lunch tables. He'd wanted to avoid the noise of the business lunch crowd on a Friday, so he was at this trendy little place filled mostly with students. The menu didn't interest him, but the fair-haired young man breezing between the tables did.He looked about twenty, with a small build and rather effeminate mannerisms. The highly styled hair and close-fitting clothes suggested a...
Patricia51 made the comment to me some time back that all my cheaters and most of the husbands seem to be stupid. She further stated that my cheating wives seemed to have a lack of respect for their husbands. We traded e-mail about these points and I had to agree with her. I told her I would try to write a story where the cheaters were smart and the wife respected the smart husband.I knew this would be hard to do though because of a failing in me. I feel that cheaters DO disrespect the spouse...
My wife had her kids; three of them, two babies and the wonderfully precocious Vicky. Alice and I became tighter, and I’m ashamed to admit it but Sai was left out. I knew I had to love her equally, but I failed to do so. I was so in love with Alice, I found it difficult to find passion when I was in bed with Sai. Sally and I pretty much didn’t have sex either. Sai was working more and more, later and later, drifting away. Finally, she told us she was in love with a young doctor. She hadn’t...
The must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses. It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach. Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook. Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago.The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries. Once a chapel, this vast space had a gravitas and presence that would be all the more impressive if he could see the rest of it. ...
SupernaturalHe wasn't my first choice but he is kind and loving. I have gradually learned to be content with that. But as the relationship between us has grown I have found it harder to connect with him emotionally. He tries, that's true, but it was never his effort that was the concern. It was building a life together that worried me. I am worried I will become bitter with the situation and find some reason to walk away. I am perplexed at quiet times like these where it is just me and my thoughts.He is...
Prologue "Have you decided on a candidate yet?" Huntington asks William. The control centre has many screens lit up with relevant data like recent browsing histories, hobbies, fetishes, and other data. "He has been reading up on transformation stories, and he is quite into that stuff. Mentally it won't be a problem for him." William assures his partner. Huntington nods thoughtfully, "Are you sure you want memory manipulation hypnosis performed on his family? It could have some unknown side...
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