Diva The Girl who tried to break Ben s Dick
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OF COURSE IT ALL MADE SENSE. Logical. Not to mention, the only thing we could do. Not only were Lissa’s kids sick, she was coming down with it, too. She simply wouldn’t—or couldn’t—travel. I decided on the spot that I wouldn’t go either but the heated argument that ensued left me at three to one against my canceling the trip. Lissa said she would send instructions to Allison on coaching me through my first round. Sam would be headed out on Tuesday, but there was no way he’d make the early...
IN THE MORNING, Allison was all business, and she proved herself an efficient coach/manager. We were up early and headed for United Center where the Bulls play basketball and the Blackhawks play hockey. They bring in big boxes to set up each racquetball court complete with floor and ceiling. The one at center court was Plexiglass so spectators could sit around on three sides. The end wall was solid. With the seating pulled back to the hockey boundaries, there was room to set up twelve...
AS SOON AS I GOT OUT of the arena and we headed back to our room, I started texting Lissa and Melody to tell them what had happened during the morning. It was so cool. I knew Melody was still in class, but I expected a response from Lissa. It didn’t come for quite a while. Then... “I’m so sick. Boys are running around like crazy. Jack and I are taking turns puking in the bathroom. Wish I was there. Congrats.” I was going crazy. It was just coming up noon on the coast and I waited till it...
I CRASHED AND BURNED against the thirteenth seeded player from Loyola Marymount in my first match of the morning. I played well, but I was just plain out of my league. The guy had an incredible match. It made me wonder how I’d ever managed to hold my own against Karl on Monday morning. I guess I just wasn’t in the zone. That put the pressure on for my next match. I had no time for remorse, as the next elimination round was at eleven and I was fighting for my life. This was another of the...
ALLISON’S EYES BURNED INTO ME. I cringed, at least in my head—yeah, if looks could kill. I could almost feel my brain frying. Great timing. Does this feel right? “I hope you mean: are you hard; am I wet; and is your cock lined up to penetrate my steaming twat?” Allison growled. She thrust her hips toward me, trying to force me into her. I backed off. I wasn’t teasing, exactly. Crap! What was I doing? “I’ve wanted this for a month, Tony. It feels good. Don’t get all moralistic on me now.” “I...
ALLIE LEFT THE SHOWER before I did and used the hair dryer. I kissed the back of her neck as I slipped past her out of the bathroom. I dressed for a day with the ‘rents and held a whispered conversation with Lissa and Melody before Melody had to go to class. The two-hour time difference meant that I caught them just after they’d stepped out of the shower. “Well, lover-boy, how did it go last night?” Melody asked. “Not like you expected,” I said. “You mean you didn’t... ?” “Not...
“WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?” Lissa asked. We were cuddled in the bed, hot and sticky from hours of making love, but unwilling to break the contact among us for even as long as it took to go to the shower. The two-hour time change for Lissa and Melody had worked in their favor as midnight didn’t seem late and one a.m. was still prime time. “We could just stay like this and order room service again,” Melody suggested. She was completely relaxed and still enjoying having me attend to her right...
“MELLY!” LEXI SAID as she approached us across the hotel lobby. When she released her mother from a hug, Melody went on to the formal-looking man behind Lexi and greeted her father. Who wears a suit on vacation? I thought. “Hi, Daddy,” she said, smiling at him. He didn’t hug her, but put both hands on her shoulders and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. Lexi had moved on to give Lissa a hug and then smiled at me and did the same. She glanced over her shoulder as if to make sure her husband...
A BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE was on ice in our room with three glasses and a box of dark chocolate truffles. The truffles were my Dad’s idea and he’d taken care of it. “More of Allie’s admirers?” Lissa asked, surprised. I acted all innocent and just shrugged my shoulders. “Was she singing or having an orgasm?” Melody asked. “Mmm. Truffles!” We decided to take a shower before we indulged in any kind of decadence, but the lure of champagne and chocolate—and our overfilled stomachs from pizza—kept...
“TONY!” DAMON YELLED into my ear. I held the phone away slightly. I’d surprised the boys by calling to read them a bedtime story over the phone. “Did you go away?” he asked. “Just for a while, buddy,” I explained. “I needed to come and visit my mommy and daddy.” “Meddy is with Gramma Lexi,” Drew supplied. He was already sounding more grown up than when I left him. “When you coming home, Tony?” Damon asked. “We miss you.” I almost broke down crying. “Soon, buddy. Soon.” I’d been home...
AT SIX-THIRTY SHARP, a bright red pickup truck came tearing down our driveway in a cloud of dust. Beth’s Dad bought her the 4x4 for her eighteenth birthday. “Boys love girls in trucks,” he’d said as he handed her the keys. We’d all laughed because she had to have the seat customized so she could reach the pedals and still see out the windshield. Beth barely topped five feet, but she loved that truck. I stepped off the front porch and sauntered toward where she’d stopped, but I was still...
“OH MY GOD!” she gasped. She stood studying the painting. “Oh my god,” she repeated. She moved back from the painting and then moved forward again. “Oh my god.” She sat on the foot of my bed. “She’s crying for you. God, Tony, why is your girlfriend crying for you. She’s begging you. Oh my god.” Tears ran from Beth’s eyes. “Beth. Hey Dumpling,” I said as I stroked her shoulder. “That isn’t my girlfriend ... exactly.” “Exactly? What does that mean? Wait!” Beth hadn’t stopped looking at the...
I STOOD IN THE DOORWAY, staring again at the little twin bed in the room I’d grown up in—Allison’s picture no longer draped. I’d been ‘home’ for more than a month and I wasn’t sure how I could bear to go into this room again. I had to talk to Mom and Dad today about going back to Seattle. And somehow I had to get Melody there with us. Mom and Dad had come in to see the painting when I told them about the unusual night I had with Beth. Dad had given me a hug. Not just a squeeze or a man-hug,...
SUNDAY AFTERNOON, I was getting a little anxious. After a weeklong, 3,000-mile roundtrip to Boston, I was bringing my girlfriends—my family—home to my parents’ house in Nebraska. I pointed out sights to them as we entered Nebraska. From the time we turned west on U.S. 30, I was like a three-year-old at the steering wheel, even pointing at the horses and cows in the field. “There’s where I went to high school,” I said. “Man, it’s changed already. Big renovation this year.” “Aw, that’s...
MOM’S IDEA of a little Fourth of July barbecue amounted to about thirty people gathered in our backyard gabbing and eating for six hours. Many of the people who were watching the game in the morning were also at the barbecue. In addition to ribs, burgers, and dogs on the grill, Mom had baked apple, cherry, and strawberry/rhubarb pies. Everyone who came brought food, too. It was a Midwestern spread that you can only dream about in Seattle. Baked beans, potato salad, deviled eggs, macaroni and...
I THOUGHT ABOUT TALKING the girls into losing their jeans, but it was cute the way they were wading in the creek with their pants legs rolled up. They continued to cluster around the rock where Beth sat and I figured that would be as good a setting as any. I got my sketchbook set and then plugged my mp3 player into a tiny speaker I’d seen advertised on late night TV a couple of weeks ago. It filled the clearing with an eerie note of flute music. “Shakuhachi!” Beth shouted. “Beautiful. A...
Rhonda Morton’s weeks of excitement were about to be satisfied as, arm in arm with her friend Sally, they made their way towards the dock where the liner was berthed. Could this be the start of her recurring fantasy turned real? Sally was obviously just as excited, as the whole way through the security area, she had gabbled about the things they might do on board.“The cabin has a balcony, hasn’t it? We could sunbathe naked out there. And I’m dying to have a go in the casino--"Sally went on and...
Straight SexRhonda Morton’s weeks of excitement were about to be satisfied as, arm in arm with her friend Sally, they made their way towards the dock where the liner was berthed. Could this be the start of her recurring fantasy turned real? Sally was obviously just as excited, as the whole way through the security area, she had gabbled about the things they might do on board.“The cabin has a balcony, hasn’t it? We could sunbathe naked out there. And I’m dying to have a go in the casino--"Sally went on and...
Straight SexI probably shouldn't have replied to the Craigslist ad. It was a little sketchy and vague to begin with, offering "discreet services to fulfill sexual fantasies." Their email response directed me to a website. My first job was in programming, and I was impressed with the interface on their site. Each question they asked led to a group of more specific yes/no or multiple choice questions. By the end of it, they knew very specific details about the **** fantasy I was arranging for my wife.I was...
It was the first weekend of summer; our parents were invited on a boat trip and since my sister and I were both teetering on adulthood, me being 19, and Farah 17 they decided we were mature enough to live alone for three days and nights. Our parents would leave us alone but there were conditions. They would be calling the house and speak to each of us sometime after 10 to make sure that we hadn’t destroyed the house or maimed each other over the day. I’m sure the call was more for Farah...
As a somewhat-normal, happily married couple, my wife and I have some pillow-talk fantasies that seem to help spice up, what could be, a routine sex-life. As some couples do, we use these “fantasies” often to keep us both excited. Ours revolves around adding a third in the bedroom. Specifically, another guy. More to the point, I want to see another man fuck my wife as I watch!Now, we’ve only discussed this in “fantasy mode” and I make sure that I tread very cautiously, but the thought of...
Silas Whale was away on a trout fishing week with his cronies when his wife Jessie took a call from a Mr Raymond. She held the call and came out on to the porch fronting the riverbank and asked her brooding recently divorced daughter, ‘I’m holding a call. Are you willing to take a four-day charter — it’s a photographer.’ ‘No.’ ‘I’ve told him it’s out of season and he said he’d tip the skipper generously.’ ‘No.’ Her mother sighed and muttered something about a lazy, ungrateful bitch and...
It all started on an un-eventful weekend. I had been pestering my wife for months to really surprise me. So much so that I had resorted to downloading porn again, something I only do when she hasn't had time to make me a special home movie. Well, you might not like what you ask for I guess. I was sitting, watching TV on the couch when I felt my wife's hand cover my eyes, blocking my view of the Saturday night television shows. Her warm breath was sliding by my ear as she told me in a whisper...
Diva exited a lot as she walkd to her anal trainers room..she was just 18 with a tight pussy opend a very few times-not properly-n wth an unopend anxious ass...she enterd th room..she lukd for james,she knows his name..th bathroom door opnd a macho man cmpletly nakd wth a 10inch cock hangin down..reachd her.without any bullshit talks he kissd her with palms undr her bare buttocks..remvd her top,bra..her cherry nipples shown.he startd tenderly kissin it thn turnd in 2 suckin hard ,rubbin hard...
The evening my fantasies made me go to far...I've allways fantasised about being used in rubber and lose my mind in a poppers rush. I never described myself as gay but i liked the feeling of submission and getting overruled. Feeling slutty and being a fucktoy. These thoughts came to my mind once in every 5 months or so. I had several conversations in Chats and sites with gay guys and imagined how it would be to experience a real evening like my fantasy. There were several guys i told my fantasy...
It all started on an un-eventful weekend. I had been pestering my wife for months to really surprise me. So much so that I had resorted to downloading porn again, something I only do when she hasn’t had time to make me a special home movie. Well, you might not like what you ask for I guess. I was sitting, watching TV on the couch when I felt my wife’s hand cover my eyes, blocking my view of the Saturday night television shows. Her warm breath was sliding by my ear as she told me in a whisper...
The trouble began when my wife’s niece Farah moved in with us for a few weeks, while her parents were having a second honey moon. I watched her as she moved around the house wondering where the little angel gone from just a few years ago. Most days she’d sit at the kitchen table studying for her finals, and I found myself walking past her for no reason, stealing glimpses at her long pale legs so well proportioned. I imagined my tongue climbing her thighs, reaching for the naked...
Months had passed since my wife had treated me to my surprise. To say it was a shock to my system was an understatement. It also had an effect on our relationship. It's not that it was a negative effect. Just that since that night all I could think about was the Gloryhole. I tried to talk to her or bring it up but she would just shut down. I had watched the video of the night a thousand times now and every time got me just as horny as that night. It still twisted my stomach in knots watching my...
Wife Lovers“Ask me why I want your hair up?” Dave ordered.“Why Sir” she asked very carefully, “Do you want my hair up?”“It’s because I want your slutty face exposed.” He said, “I want to be able to see your lips wrapped around my cock. I want to see your drool as you try to deep-throat me.” He went on… ”I want to see the look of pleasure contrasted by the look of discomfort, the look of pain. I want to see your ‘Fuck-face’ as I slam into you.” Dave paused a bit and then added:“I want your husband to see...
The next and last day seemed to drag on forever! Finally, once the meetings ended, and I literally ran out, grabbed a cab and headed to the airport. I cleared TSA and got to the gate with plenty of time to board. Once in my seat, the plane pushed back and there we sat. It was only a 45 minute flight between major cities but I felt a long way from home… particularly with what my wife wanted to discuss with me.“Uh.. this is your Captain speaking” said the voice on the P/A. “Sorry about this but...
My naughty wife wanted to experience something adventurous.So we agreed to meet a night after work at a local bar, where we had never gone before. The fantasy would be that we should behave like perfect strangers between us.I was meant to arrive five minutes after Anita. When I got inside the place, I found she was sitting at the bar as we had accorded. Her tight white blouse had some buttons undone. She was wearing a mid length pencil black skirt that hugged her sexy body very tight with dark...
My mom, Kate is a freelance photographer and she had been hired by a magazine to do a photo shoot on a safari. They'd booked her safari on line through a company named Uyaphi.com and mom had asked me if I wanted to tag along for fun. It was the start of fall and I wasn't due to start college for another couple of weeks and didn't have anything else to do so I'd gladly accepted her invite. Not that I would have turned down a chance to go on a real, live safari even if I'd had anything planned....
The SafariMy wife was going through her emails. I hear her chuckle.“This looks interesting. Come see this” my wife said.It was an email from a couple we were friends for a number of years.Bob and Karen. Never heard from them in the past 10 years. We just drifted apart and went in other directions.My wife, Cher, faced her laptop so I could see the email. Yes we still use a laptop instead of our smartphones. Just so much easier on the old eyes. It was two pictures in one. On the left side was a...
Joanie’s decision about her birthday gift to herself brought a smile to her face. She was going to take herself off to Fantasyland; that place which was a combination club and spa where you leave your inhibitions and judgment at the door.The mission statement of Fantasyland says something to the effect that its sole reason for existence is to allow each visitor to turn what were previously sexual fantasies into real-life experiences; no matter how “out there” those fantasies may appear to...
HardcoreI’ve had a sexual fantasy ever since Susan and I were married over twenty years ago. I never had the courage to tell her about until a recent shopping trip together. As we were driving they began talking on the radio about couple's sexual fantasies.My wife asked. “What’s your fantasy?”I was shocked and replied, “I’d have to think about that. You tell me yours first.”“Ok, I’ve had this one quite a few times. It’s my favorite.”“You have more than one?”“Of course I do, don’t you?”Before I could...
Group SexPart of it is actually true and is one of the things we have done in the past My wife has had fantasy's about black men that started after we were married. This was do to several things that happened during the first several yrs and have continued for most of our married life. However most were only fantasy's, but on this particular night the things that happened to her would not be fantasy! Some Years ago even before and after we were married I frequently use to take my girl parking...
If there is one common thing about all of the NSFW subreddits, it’s that they allow you to jerk off to all kinds of porn you won’t find on other tube sites. These communities focus on specific porn niches and show you only one type of pornography. It’s fucking awesome. In fact, some communities are so meta and niche that they basically show you an entirely new genre of porn!That’s not the kind of porn genre I will be covering today, though. Today, I will prove to you that XXX subreddits are...
Reddit NSFW ListThe New Fantasy Island Jack had been working with the U.S. racing agents promoting their more permanent presence at the Meydan Racetrack in Dubai. So while he was staying at the Meydan, it was an interesting circumstance that a meeting was set up here in the Tiered Restaurant. Jack had seated himself as instructed at a table far to the right of the overlook of the winners circle and watched as a man in a bright green beret walked to his table and waited to be acknowledged. “Join me George, it’s...
The New Fantasy Island Jack had been working with the U.S. racing agents promoting their more permanent presence at the Meydan Racetrack in Dubai. So while he was staying at the Meydan, it was an interesting circumstance that a meeting was set up here in the Tiered Restaurant. Jack had seated himself as instructed at a table far to the right of the overlook of the winners circle and watched as a man in a bright green beret walked to his table and waited to be acknowledged. “Join me George, it’s...
BDSMChapter 1My wife Kari and I have always had a good sex life and a good fantasy life. This story may begin easy, but like my wife, it gets nastier the further it goes.She is the attractive, but normal and unassuming everyday woman in the office, at least on the outside. But underneath, she's a sexy woman that has always wanted to be let out of her cage of 'conservative upbringing'. She just has trouble letting herself go. I am a Creative Director for an ad agency and Kari works in a studio...
FantasyFeeder sounds a lot like fantasy football for fat people. But, instead of figuring out who will kick ass in the next dumb-ass NFL game, it’s a way to bet on which fat ass will eat the most food. Kind of like a hot dog eating contest. Okay, exactly like a hot dog eating contest, but on the Web, and at a mass scale.I may be onto something here. But that isn’t at all what Fantasy Feeder is about. Even though the title has the word ‘fantasy,’ what you are looking for can indeed be made a...
BBW Porn SitesIt was the summer between my senior year of high school and freshman year of college. I was working nights as a busboy, smoking weed almost daily, although I’d been caught by my parents and threatened by my father that if I’d do it again, he’d kick me out into the street. That would have been a real disaster because I couldn’t possibly function on my own out in the real world. I had no confidence, was constantly being told by dad that I wasn’t measuring up, and had basically become a loner. I...
That morning, I woke up in Jenny’s arms, and it felt, for one blissful moment, like everything was right in the world. Here I was, wrapped in the arms of a beautiful woman I loved. She loved me, too. She loved me so much that for the past 21 years she has raised my children and sat around loyally waiting for the rare occasions when I returned to see her. Sometimes when it comes to Jenny I question her sanity. I am nobodies prize. I don’t offer much in the way of anything. $600,000 is pretty...
What started as a Fantasy becomes a Reality.Walter (Walt) Simpson and Victoria (Vickie) Taylor met their junior year at college. They were a handsome, athletic couple who took good care of their slender bodies. Walt was 6' tall with chestnut brown hair, and Vickie was 5' 9" with sandy blond hair. They both loved the excitement and living on the edge. Vickie was probably the more daring of the two. Their favorite past-time was watching other people and fantasizing about what they would look like...
Fantasy Night Turns into Femdom nightmareBackground Chapter One Annie & Eddie had been married for about 18 months. Annie was a 31 year-old stunning brunet who was 5’10? tall, 135 pounds - in all the right places. She had a classically beautiful face, firm 36 D breasts, lovely nipples and the sweetest tasting pussy Eddied had ever known. Eddie was a successful 50 year-old, married once before without children. He was 6’2? tall and was in reasonable shape physically. He considered...
by aliveinpr Sometimes, when a person’s fantasy is fulfilled, other fantasies are fulfilled too. Can fantasies cancel each other when the wife acts on her husbands fantasy, but then her own hidden fantasy is brought to the surface? Again Bob suggested to his wife, Donna, that he would like her to have sex with another man. He kept telling her that he thought it was really hot to think of her being fucked by another man. Donna was getting tired of having to tell him that he was the only...
Walter (Walt) Simpson and Victoria (Vickie) Taylor met their junior year at college. They were a handsome, athletic couple who took good care of their slender bodies. Walt was 6' tall with chestnut brown hair, and Vickie was 5' 9" with sandy blond hair. They both loved the excitement and living on the edge. Vickie was probably the more daring of the two. Their favorite past-time was watching other people and fantasizing about what they would look like naked and what they may be like in bed....
Like many other men I have long had the fantasy of watching my wife getting sexually fulfilled by another man -- or woman. Like many wives she has for a long time rejected the idea.However, over the past few months she became more receptive to discussing my desires, even if not living them out. I explained to her that I still loved her dearly, but it was also for that reason that I wanted her to enjoy her sexuality to the full. I wanted her to be able to submit to her sexual desires and not to...
Mark nervously tapped his index finger on the top of his computer mouse. He could finish the legal document on his screen in another few minutes, but his mind kept wandering. Mark and his wife, Jan, were at odds again. The two weren't communicating very well and Mark sharply felt his wife's frustration. He found himself spending more and more time in his home office, trying to keep up with the increasing legal workload. "I should be in the bedroom cuddling up against Jan's supple body instead...
The advertisement appeared in all of the major daily newspapers and on television: ‘Fantasy Island Getaway.’ Win the opportunity of a lifetime and live out your sexual fantasies on a tropical island holiday. 10 Days and nights in Paradise with all of your sexual needs catered for in luxurious accommodation. All you have to do is to fill out the attached form and tell us in twenty five words or less about your fantasy. Television viewers just dial the toll free number or log on to our Web...
My Final Fantasy: Part III— The Awakening When we last left our two characters John was engaged in a long business telephone call inside the house and Marella was on the deck ostensibly looking at the up-coming dinner’s budget. Intrigued by a file named “Final Fantasy” on the far right of John’s computer screen Marella can’t resist the temptation to pry and has clicked open the file. Marella has begun to read John’s Final Fantasy story. As Marella reads she keeps shifting her eyes up and keeps...
Love StoriesA Beautiful Wishby 800ibgorrilaChapter 3: First FantasyFor George, it had been a day unlike any other. Out of the ashes of one of the worst days of his life, in which he had been picked on, scolded, beaten up, and humiliated, sprung a new day that had quickly become the most joyous he had ever experienced. He had found a magical Persian tar. When played correctly, it unleashed the essence of a sexual genie servant who was bonded to him for life. He had named her Dawn, after her striking...
NovelsAfrica Safari My wife Vicki and I arrived in Uppington South Africa the day before ourSafari was supposed to start. After checking into our hotel and getting ourluggage sent up to our room Vicki fell to her knees in front of me and proceededto give me a blow job. I was surprised by her boldness and quickly came inher mouth as she cupped my balls in her fingers and swallowed every drop ofmy jism. I started to reach for her breasts but she got up and said "Save itfor later I'm hungry for some...
Mark smoked as he waited in the dank holding cell for his young wife Aura to come and bail him out AURA GOES TOO FARBy Tcheser5/2006 Dedicated to my sexy new friend Aura Maria Gabriella Rodriguez. Mark and Aura had been married and living happily together for several years. They had a nice home but had no children yet. Mark was eager for a family, but Aura wasn?t ready. She said she was having too much fun at the moment and that could come later, which was okay with Mark. He could...
I first met Amber and Crystal when I took a night class at a local college; my name’s Lynn. I’m a forty-five year old happily married housewife. Amber and Crystal, both in their early twenties, became good friends with me during the six weeks I was taking the class with them. For a while, we got together every Thursday to discuss schoolwork. After a while, our little discussion group began exploring a wider range of topics, until eventually it simply became the Sexual Discussion Group. Amber...
Group SexEager to relax after a hard night of work, I laid down on my couch, closing my eyes as I slipped my hand down my pants..."Hey sexy. Didn't I just see you yesterday?"I glanced up and watched as Natalie Portman came walking out of my bedroom and into the living room. I smiled. Somehow, despite her extremely busy filming schedule, and the time spent with her husband and their baby boy, the actress always made time for me. As usual, she looked as though she'd just stepped out of some extremely...
We had been drinking wine and beer; had even done a couple lines of coke that fateful night while fooling around on my couch. As I recall, I had a hand under her bra toying with her nipples when Jenna asked if I'd like to hear about her fantasy. "Of course I would, Jen," I replied. And why not, any insight into her deviously feminine mind might prove helpful in our relationship. Jen gave my dick a friendly squeeze, giggled nervously and said, "All right. I've been wanting to tell someone...
Fantasy Cruise Rating - X, M-F, F-M, multiple transformations, magic transformation, fast transformation I wouldn't say things had gotten stale, rather more routine. After twenty-five years of marriage my wife and I knew each other and had a rhythm to our lovemaking. Now both in our fifties lovemaking was typically every third night and followed a set of well-rehearsed motions. I'm not complaining, I love my wife, but lately I've had to dig deep into my fantasies in order to satisfy...