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mrs fielding nearly fainted when she pulled down my jeans.she didnt believe me when i told her that i was huge.her face was a picture.all the emotions in a couple of seconds.suprise,delight,panic,bewilderment,amusement,lust.at one point i really thought she would faint.when she recovered her composure she began to stroke the length and girth with both hands.now lets get one thing clear from the start---having a huge cock isnt all its cracked up to be.firstly women think its great to have a...
At breakfast, Mrs. Whitfield appeared more rested but brittle, with her emotions swinging from happy and flirtatious to somber and withdrawn. She certainly vexed Father for as he opened toward her, she pushed him away, and when he withdrew, she called him forth. Father and I spent the morning with Jonah, Sarah, and the others, reviewing the fields and shops. In the afternoon, we worked in The Manor's dining room, going over the books of accounts and bank records. Whitlands was short of...
If you’ve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My name’s Josh, I’m an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it (if you can last!) This one is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night! This was actually my most...
The guy was hovering over one of our displays, pensive with an odd mixture of curious and confused. I opened with "Let me guess, you don't know her size?" and followed it with a small, calculated guffaw. It was something of a standard opening at this point. I'd worked hard to make it sound understanding and compassionate rather than accusatory. I don't want to lose a sale on a bad introduction, if I can avoid it. Hi, my name is Michael, and I'm a "Field Agent" at...
Sara was my very best friend at school, she lived a few towns away and I would have to take the bus to go visit her on the weekends. She was petit and lively and not like any other girl I knew, we had kissed once, but I definitely had stronger feeling for her than she did for me, she was very happy just being friends and I played along but I really wanted more. We had once masturbated together over the phone, it was the hottest thing I had ever done at the time, but it never went any further....
Sara was my very best friend at school, she lived a few towns away and I would have to take the bus to go visit her on the weekends. She was petit and lively and not like any other girl I knew, we had kissed once, but I definitely had stronger feeling for her than she did for me, she was very happy just being friends and I played along but I really wanted more. We had once masturbated together over the phone, it was the hottest thing I had ever done at the time, but it never went any further....
ExhibitionismJennifer swung her arms to loosen up and jogged in place to warm up her legs. Part of her mind refused to believe what was happening; along with four other women she was to be the 'prey' in some sort of twisted hunt organized by a sick, but obviously very powerful group of people. A week ago she had been jogging alone on a deserted beach near her home on the coast when four men had jumped from an unmarked van and kidnapped her. She had been well fed in the days since, but this morning she...
Prologue Maggie was only eighteen and she still had a lot to learn about sucking cock. She bobbed her head up and down, eagerly taking my shaft into her wide open mouth to the best of her sore, aching jaw's capability. She only made it two thirds of the way down. My pubes could barely tickle her nostrils. I could tell she still found that particular sensation alien and uncomfortable. She hesitated as a fresh tear dripped down her bruised, battered face. I tightened my grip on her scalp,...
[note: this is a complete rewrite of the original] Edna Mayfield ◊◊◊◊◊ Is it perfume from a dress That makes me so digress? ‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock’ — T.S. Eliot 28 August The Mayfield house was unlike any other in the neighborhood, comfortable, perhaps, but hardly practical and certainly not in keeping with it’s more typical suburban neighbors. The house’s immaculate cypress siding, stained dark gray, hovered lightly under a copper roof, yet the sidewalk along the street...
Taryn walked over to have a look at the prey that the hunters had collected for the field day hunt. The sun was warm, but the breeze on her shoulders was still refreshingly cool at this time of the morning. Taryn wore a simple black bandeau top, five inches of fitted leather circling her chest, leaving the upper curves of her firm breasts bare to catch the rays of the morning sun. Black leather pants hugged her hip bones and round ass, the strap of a G-string peeking unintentionally above...
We met in a bar. Where else? The Castellano serves real Spanish cuisine and very good whiskey. That Jennifer Randolph was cruising the boulevard and looking for something or someone was obvious: her glance was everywhere. I was dateless, into my second round, and I decided to gamble and offer my services. "Miss, would I be out of line to offer to buy you a drink?" I said. She looked me up and down. And, apparently, decided that I wasn't a total loser. She took another look around, turned...
In Mill Cottage, Angela was looking out of the window at the top of the stairway. The view stretched across the cottage's small garden and beyond to the great, broad, expanse of marsh that divided them from the low ridge of the sand dunes fringing the beach a mile a way. A small group was making its way along the bank beside the ditch that ran from the mill towards the sea. "Who do you think they are?" she said to Krysta, who was coming up the stairs behind her. Krysta peered over her...
Hot Bi and Trans Short StoriesThese short stories are kinky-hot tales that fit in with The Prelude Stories and the My TV Sex Adventures. They are from a variety of time periods beginning, like this one in my teens and extending to probably last week or so. Enjoy and comment, particularly if you’ve had similar experiences!!! 3. Workplace HarassmentAs a k** I had a paper route and mowed lawns. I developed a work ethic and enjoyed getting a job done. As a teen I knew I wanted to have a car and be...
This is a true story also and took place before the earthquakes in April 2009.It took place in a sunflower field near my home in Central Italia. I remember it well and also in the after days of it happening wrote about it on my HD.That is why it is quite detailed. I tend to write the memories and rate the places out of 10.We went for a picnic the weather was sunny but only a little warm. Its the best thing fields and fields of sunflowers and red poppies here in Toscana. I love them they are my...
It all came as a minor shock to me. I had no inkling that my parents were contemplating a divorce. As it turned out, they weren't—it just happened.My mother, Sue, was thirty-six. She had let herself age 'gracefully' and not try to be some little ingénue or cover girl. From tanning and jogging outdoors, she had some facial lines (heavens!) and even a few lines of color in her legs that she hadn't had there as a teen. There were a very few extra pounds, here and there. She was a true soccer mom...
My girlfriend Sue is a 21 year old blond, blue eyes, long shapely legs, and C-cup tits. She plays soccer at her college. When I was 26 years old I was lucky enough to have sex with a cute 12 year old daughter of a friend. That was some experience. I've not had sex with anyone that young again but I sure wouldn't mind it. My friend moved away that year. I was walking Sue home from the movies one night when I saw a field that looked familiar to me. I asked Sue if she knew where it went...
I woke to the sound of bird-call. The clock told me it was eight-thirty, that’s late for me. I turned to see an empty pillow, he’s up. I had better get up, he’ll be waiting for me in the kitchen no doubt. He must have snuck out of bed, he usually wakes me. Oh well, I was getting on a bit, I deserved a lie in now and then. I’d had a good sleep, I was feeling happy, today was going to be a good day.As I entered the kitchen Charlie looked at me and smiled, “Cup of tea love?” he asked. I smiled...
Love StoriesThe story of Garnett of Edmond's Field begins thousands of years ago, with the imprisonment of a demon known as Seregil. I am not aware of the circumstances of its imprisonment, or who performed the act, but the creature was cursed to remain within a subterranean jail until the end of time. It is the way of curses, or so Elminster tells me —and really, who would know better than he?—that there is always a manner in which they can be circumvented. In the case of Seregil, he could gain his...
As she passed her favorite creek she could hear what she thought was arguing coming from down a dirt trail that followed the creek. She was not one to ever be nosy, but thought she would investigate where the noise had originated from. As she followed the path the arguing became louder. She knew she was close as it was now very loud and clear. She could tell it was a male and female. Amy could see a couple in a grassy field which grew parallel to the creek. The grass was fairly long...
Hello everyone the story i am going to tell you all about this time. occurred when i was only three years old.Its different from my other experiences but just as unforgettable. i mean how can i forget such a what I thought then was frightening but yet amazing experience as the ones i've shared with my beautiful aunt slash wife norma which happened just a bit after this story im going to tell you but as I said or even my sexy ther****t Ms. Liz all my experiences have been great like the one with...
Hello readers! My name is Rahul and I am 23 years old from Hyderabad, Telangana. My family consists of mom, dad, myself, and my younger brother. We belong to a normal middle-class family. Let me introduce my family to you a little bit in detail here. My dad (Shankar) is 50 years old and he is a Government employee, my brother is in 10th standard whereas I have completed my B.E. course. Now I will introduce to you, my mom. Her name is Saroja, she is 44 years old with fair skin, black hair, big...
IncestHi all. This is Akshay from bangalore. 22 year old, young, energetic, medium built with 6 inch cock (size doesn’t matter as long as u know how to satisfy your partner). Any girls, aunties or couples looking for secret fun contact me. And all the readers please give your feedback at Coming to the story it happened with my Neighbour who was super sexy lady for looking and also in bed. I can’t put whole story in one story here. So I will tell u guys in episodes. Her name is Nayantara 29 year old,...
The coed_s wild field trip CHAPTER ONE "I think I'd really like to feel those hot lips of yours sucking on my cock," Frank told Virginia. He chuckled a little as she blushed. She was such a hot bush he could hardly keep his erect prick inside his pants. It was really hurting him and bad. "That's gross," she primly told him. The heat of her embarrassment was slowly fading but still the way he'd so boldly approached her rankled her. The very, idea! "No, it's not. I...
"Yes," the housewife said, "Would you like one?" She handed him the coffe and leaned back against the doorway. She wore capris and a modest short-sleeved button-down blouse. He had on his dirty jeans and t-shirt which clung to his tight, muscular torso; he was not your average plumber. Just then the doorbell rang. "That'll be him now," the workman said, and she went to answer the door. While she was gone he pulled a small packet out of his back pocket and emptied the contents into...
Hi All, I am a big fan of sex stories, I used to study whenever I have time. I used to study a lot of stories in ISS and other websites, but I never thought to write my experiences. I like to see live sex and hear from others instead of reading. When I am studying, I used to go fields and do accounting works of workers in my holidays. As I was studying out of my village, everybody will come to my home to see as everyone likes me, There I met my beautiful, sexy girl, came with another worker who...
She'd walked back home not knowing what to think of her afternoon. Who was this man, this Sir Edgar? She reminisced on the events that took place in the barn. She recalled the pleasure and smiled. She recalled the confusion and frowned. She recalled realizing she had a secret. For the people of her community would surely think her actions were a disgrace. She snorted at the thought. A disgrace. She entered her small hut just outside the settlement. Out of habit she started feeding the small...
First TimeChapter 15 - The Visit by Monica Rose and Marina Kelly Editor: Qmodo They dropped Emily off at her place before heading out of town. Leslie and Emily had spent a few minutes talking quietly before Emily turned away with a smile. Leslie watched her walk inside before getting into the car with a smile of her own. "I take it that you have plans for this evening?" Mary Sue asked, looking at Leslie with a grin. Leslie turned her smile on Mary Sue and replied, "Yes, I think so. ...
HistoricalClayton sprinted through the throngs of people, his lungs burning as he pushed past crowds of human personnel and dodged around the larger aliens. He had to head off Reid, the lives of all the Krell in the ventilation system depended on it. As cavernous as the interior of the Pinwheel’s torus was the expansive space was always crowded with people, either engineers and soldiers on their way to and from their duties, or civilians and personnel on leave who loitered and clogged the walkways. He...
Growing up in a small Iowa town wasn’t easy. You had to be careful of what you said and did as everything was game for gossip and rumors. By the time my girlfriend Mary Jo McKenzie and I turned seventeen, we had decided all the necking and heavy petting wasn’t enough. We decided on Halloween night; we’d pop our cherries. We’ve been dating since our sophomore year in high school, and our parents were convinced that we’d get married one day. Mary Jo is five feet tall, long red hair to the middle...
HorrorA SPECIAL FIELD HOCKEY GAME (A LESBIAN TALE)The tension was high as the two top Lesbian field hockey teams met in a closed arena which used to be a basketball court. This meant that there were boards to keep the ball into the arena but also that spectators had a closer view of the action on the floor.The rules were the same as field hockey, but the women played with a tennis ball. The players had ice hockey gloves, a sweatshirt with the team logo, and sneakers. They were naked from the waist...
One summers afternoon I was walking in the field with my girlfriend sally, she was very quiet girl but I was determind to get her to open up. As we walked and talked I made a comment about how no one would see us if we had sex in the field, I knew she would be disgusted cos that the sort of girl she was.I was right as I mentioned it she said no way and started to strom off I went over and grabbed her pushed her on the floor and said well your gonna get this unzipped my trousers to reveal a huge...
My dear sex story lovers, I am Akira nandan from this cool place called Hyderabad. I have a girlfriend who looks just like a movie actress. Her figure and structure and body is flawless in every ratio. Let me tell you about her. she has lovely skin tone, fair and 34c boobs. She is two inches taller than me. And has long hair till her knees or little longer. She wears all simple and traditional clothes and dont like wearing jeans and tees. I really dont know why she dont like wearing them but...
IncestAs the Cannon went off, Henry Ford opened the throttle half way on the Model C flyer he was using in this long race. As he rapidly accelerated through the air, he kept a close eye on the Britainian. He had raced that devious man before and had a grudge that was worlds of revenge after their last encounter. Riggers had not been able to build enough speed to get around Ford and had resorted to a very un-gentleman like tactic in order to win. He had used a simple sling shot to hit Fords Gas bag...
It was a very warm night at the Litton School for Girls. The school sat on the edge of a small, isolated town that many former students had decided to settle in. The school itself was for women from the ages of eighteen to twenty one. They were instructed on the proper way to behave in society. Though the U.S. was beginning a sexual revolution, the school functioned the same way in 1961 as it had it 1901. The instructors, taking a cue from the school's headmistress, neither discouraged nor...
Mind ControlIntroduction: Little girl raped in cornfield I grew up in a little town in the Midwest. By the time I was 13 even though I was short, Id started to get boobs. I was 48 but had a 32B bra size brown hair and green eyes. The kids my age didnt like me and I dont know why. But I wanted to be friends with them, and thats how it happened. One Halloween they dared me to go into Millers cornfield and up to the house. The Miller house was supposed to be haunted even the fields. Everyone was scared to go...
Sorrow is a fertile field It was one of those streets. You could find it's like in any city in China. No matter where you went there it would be. A narrow ribbon that stretched between the larger roads that girded the blocks of apartments and street level shops crowding the borders of concrete and pavement. Capillaries of minor commerce surrounded by the overhanging buildings that hunched against each other with even narrower alleys snaking through them every few buildings. The...
Wednesday, two o'clock in the afternoon. Zax arrived home from school, warmed a light meal and done his homework. He was still in his punishment period. Inside Zax's room. Like the day before, after washing the dishes and finishing his homework Zax sat cross legged on the bed, eyes closed. There was only one form of training his parents allowed him to perform once Zetsa explained and convinced them that it will help alleviate the strain on his soul - Meditation. Following the guidance he...
I have had a few requests to continue my story “Good old fashioned school spanking”. To fully help everyone understand, I will describe the important players in my story. Mrs Fields: My teacher! She is a classic beauty in her early 30’s. She is tall & lean, with ample breasts. Her body has wonderful curves. She had long brunette hair and blue eyes. She wore glasses, they made her look very sexy. She always smelled wonderful. She is a vey smooth and classy lady. I would consider her caring,...
One Halloween they dared me to go into Miller’s cornfield and up to the house. The Miller house was supposed to be haunted even the fields. Everyone was scared to go there. But my ‘friends’ told me if I’d go all the way up to the house through the cornfield and come back with something I’d be ‘in’. We waited till dark, then I took a flashlight and dressed in a t-shirt jeans and sneakers I went into the corn. It wasn’t so bad at first, I grew up around corn. But after about ten minute I...
Courtesan versus Escort Yes, it is important to know the difference to determine which best fits your desire, needs and style. Alternatively it is important to know which type of client you would be. Then and only then we can create the best possible outcome of our randez-vous for an unforgettable peak experience that you perhaps are seeking whether for a day or a lifetime.Different men are looking for different things and there is much confusion around about many terms improperly used in the...
By: Mr. Mongo Ms. Barbara Lander is one of those teachers male students dream about. She stands 6’ height around a respectful 120 pounds. Barbara likes to keep her sandy brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. But what really catches the guys eyes are the breasts her parents bought her for graduating college they are a very “natural looking” C-cup. Ms. Lander was worse than her students she taught when it came for trying to get out of doing school work she took her students to whatever field...
"...5...4...3...2...1...impact!" The screens went white for a second, and then lines began spreading out from the center. A general cheer went up throughout the room. "Well, my friends, it is official: after all the bad magnets, alignment problems, and other Bullshit, we have collision," Dr. Legard said in French. "Here's to us, my fellow physicists and engineers," he added, raising his glass high. There was a collective here here, and a quaffing of champagne. Several people left, with a few...
Christie, a ninth grader in classes with Ashley, my sister, is a perfect example of innocence, naivety, youth, sexual fantasy and desire. She and Ashley have been good friends sharing their most intimate secrets over the years as they grew up together. Her father and mother divorced when she was quite young and her only contact with him is his annual birthday cards and presents, leaving her wanting the nurturing a daughter can only get from her father, his guidance and fatherly love. She told...
It had been a long day at work, and we were on the drive home. My boyfriend and I were riding in silence. Though my boyfriend didn't have a license, I was much too tired to drive that night.“Why are you taking this turn?” I asked. “There's no traffic; you don't need a back road.” He looked at me with a sly grin on his face, “I figured we could take a little detour.” Placing his hand on my thigh and squeezing. “You said you liked pleasing me, right? Well, I want to make a little fantasy come...
ExhibitionismHorny Field TripSynopsis: Horny teen seduces science teacher on a field trip.Field trips have lost their luster for Amber. As a k** they were the best days ever but now that she was in high school and has become sexually active, everything sort of lost its luster. While all the other teens in her grade got high on pot, molly, or whatever was popular that week, Amber got high on sex. Today her class was visiting the museum of aviation and it was now that she needed a fix. Strolling through the...
You rolled over in bed and felt a piece of paper underneath your face. You clumsily felt for it, holding it in front of your face and reading the message scribbled in my bad handwriting last night: "Meet me in the field, under the oak tree at 11, don't be late xx". You fumbled for your phone and saw it was 10:15. "Shit," you mumbled to yourself before stumbling out of bed and into the bathroom. I sat cross-legged in a clearing round the oak tree. I was sat on a blanket and I had a few pillows...
First TimeLeft Field II By Starhawk Author's Note: This is an extension of a story written by Dee_Eon called "Left Field." This story is simply my attempt to continue a great premise. While it is my hope this story can stand on its own, it would be helpful to read "Left Field" for yourselves. If you must send comments please make them constructive. ************************************************** It had been several weeks since I had learned about my tomboyish friend Stacey and...
Her cute smile and kissable lips had given me many a wet dream. She was a newly graduated MPhil lecturer who came to teach us in the first year and took us on a field trip later. Her figure was so hot, she could evoke carnal desires in a dead man. Gulki ma’am stood 5’6” tall, with thick straight, far hair till her waist. Her figure was near perfection, with 34-28-35 stats and a golden-brown complexion. Big dark eyes and sharp features, along with a toned physique, made her irresistible. I had a...
It was in that moment that I for some reason finally took a look around. We were in a wide open field. Acres and acres between us and the next house. I could see the main road, M-24 off in the distance. And it made me so much hornier looking at the vast nothingness, as I worked for my daddy to give me the fuck that I so desired. I climbed over his face, and shoved his cock as far as it would go while I tickled his asshole with my finger. He smacked my ass and grabbed my balls with his right...
Ms. Barbara Lander is one of those teachers male students dream about. She stands 6' height around a respectful 120 pounds. Barbara likes to keep her sandy brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. But what really catches the guys eyes are the breasts her parents bought her for graduating college they are a very "natural looking" C-cup. Ms. Lander was worse than her students she taught when it came for trying to get out of doing school work she took her students to whatever field trip she could...
Jim Williams picked me up at 6:30 the following Friday. I'd checked around with anyone who was still talking to me and nobody seemed to know a lot about him. He was in a couple of honors classes, was on the tennis team, but wasn't your typical, popular athlete. Most people knew who he was but not a lot more than that. Jeff was at our house visiting Mom when Jim rang the doorbell. The next thing Jim knew, he was sitting on the couch, talking with Jeff as if they were old friends. About five...
In an attempt to tell as complete a story as possible, I must speak of events I was not witness to. Please understand that I cannot be totally unbiased in this retelling and will make little attempt to do so. Where did I leave off? Oh, yes. We were leaving Suzail to make our way to Edmond's Field, and Anarion was not telling me about his knighting. That is very typical of him, by the way, but it was much more pronounced on the days immediately following Quinlan's passing. He was then and...
The ship was at General Quarters as Captain Kenneth Thompson ran onto the bridge. The ship was nearing the asteroid belt. Looking over at Lieutenant Kathy Jenson at the ships helm, he moved to his chair and began issuing his orders. "Kathy, raise the shields and take us into the belt. Deploy recon drones for surveillance. Spin up all shield generators to minimum power." Sitting down in his chair, he looked over at Commander White at the weapons station. "Ted, how many Lightning fighters...
Seymour & Sarah By Alice Barry "Oy vey, Seymour what have you done to yourself?" said my mother as she entered my apartment unannounced. I knew I should have never given her a key for emergencies. "Whatever are you doing here Mother? Haven't I told you to call before dropping in?" "Don't blame me young man, what in God's name are you doing in a dress? And why is lipstick smeared around your face?" "Mama, I did not want you to find out like this. This is who I am...
I was reluctant to attend the marriage of my best friend, reason being the ceremony was taking place in a remote village. I have nothing against villages pure clean air lush green fields no pollution and no maddening crowds there are so many in fact all are plus points.My only worry is the lack of proper latrines and the necessity to go into fields with a small bucket of water and of course the fear of snakes coupled with the nightmare of some females turning up unexpectedly when you are in the...
To back into the swing of things, Audra was taken on her first patrol. She has several soldiers accompanying her, including Kate. Unlike Gunnar’s recon patrols where he often went solo, this is a patrol of the surrounding area. The group is led by Major Zola, a stern woman who has been with the group and General Eisley since the beginning. She is in her early forties and still retains a lot of her beauty despite the peppering of grey in her chestnut colored hair. “This patrol is routine,”...
That first evening we grilled steaks. "First night is meat night," the professor said. "I freeze them and wrap them and put them into an insulated bag. And they're still good that evening. Never try to carry fresh meat in the field otherwise." They seemed delicious. We stuffed ourselves, banked the ashes and turned in. When I got up in the morning the shadows were long and there were three aborigines standing a few meters away, casting long shadows in the rising sun. "G'day,"...
The months seem to pass quickly for Audra. The intelligence that she had collected from the rebel leader, Leah, had proved useful. Many raids were conducted and slowly the Scourge’s breeding ranks overflowed. She had also gained the trust of the queen, yet she still hadn’t been made a stalker. She was told that she was, but Audra couldn’t do that which Saige or any of the other stalkers could—control a red fungus skin of her own. The only thing she seemed able to do is control the chasers and...