Worshipping Willy
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It was one of those serendipitous moments confirming that nothing in life occurs by chance. I was on my way to a conference in New Orleans, a favorite place for fun and frivolity. While it rarely happens, that day the plane was over-booked and they accepted volunteers to wait for a later flight through Miami. As I wasn’t expected in New Orleans till that evening, it was no loss and some airline travel dollars gained. Several hours later we landed in Miami and transferred to the New Orleans...
Part 1: Innocent Curiosity.Being two years older than my little sister my “seniority” compelled me to protect her at all times. So much so that I would often let her have my favourite chocolate or biscuit when there was only one left. I was her hero. Even my parents acknowledged that. She watched me like a hawk. She knew more about me than my parents or closest friends did, especially if it involved my ‘willy’.She loved my ‘willy’ and I loved my little sister!As kids we got on so well together....
IncestWorshipping My Ass by: EvaMartini age: 22 Gender: f Approx words: 3646 Today is my 22nd birthday and I am giving myself some free time to do what I want. For a long time, I have wanted to discuss the subject of guys worshipping my ass, so today is the day. Then tonight I will party and maybe blow out some candles, among other things. I am five-foot-five with stylishly long dark hair and brown eyes. I have a medium build that is 34b on top and a gorgeous and attention-getting rear-end. I...
She slipped into a sweet place as she rested on a lounger poolside as the sun was slowly disappearing behind the trees. There was an orangish pinkish cast on everything. She always thought that had to be the colors of Heaven. So peaceful. So warm. She loved this time of the evening. Her skin was warm to touch. She had spent the day poolside. A ‘Shay Day.’ She was wearing a lavender bikini, what there was of it. Her tanned breast were covered just enough to be suspicious. The valley between her...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Oh, what a naughty thought! The final day at school, last day of A-levels, and the end of a crappy two hour exam of Religious Studies. What better way to go out than by masturbating on the desk of Mr. Williams, the R.E. teacher? Forced to take Religious Studies by her strict parents, as well as Maths, History and Geography (these subjects would apparently make her a better overseas missionary to...
I first saw Miss Donna Ambrose on the cover of Escort magazine in about 1986, posing with Miss Debbie Jordan. I knew She was special straight away, just the way She posed, Her lovely figure, lovely big bosoms, just the loveliest girl I’d ever seen in my mags.My collection of mags at that time was probably around 5 or 6 thousand, and I’d been worshipping girls for over 20 years by then – I’d only seen girls bare in mags, apart from some lucky glimpses, at a distance on a beach or in a topless...
I’d never have dreamed it when I was younger, but I’ve managed to personally worship 4 Goddesses – and on two occasions my Goddess was accompanied by another Goddess. First of all, you need to know what a Goddess is, or rather who She is. Without that you’re never going to manage it. Second, read my ‘Perv’s Guide to Girl-Worship’ – failing to follow those steps is likely to mean your worship will be cut short. How do you find a Goddess? That depends I guess on exactly what it is you’re looking...
I had just returned home when the telephone rang. It was Rachel and she sounded quite stern.We had once worked together at a nightclub. She was a pretty and very popular young bartender and I was the burly bouncer. Despite our twenty years age difference her and I got along quite well. Rachel was a sexy bitch and she knew it. Her legs were natural wonders that led to one of the bests asses I have ever seen. I spent a lot of time sneaking looks. We often joked about my admiration for her body....
I can only hope my own short appreciation speech in Japanese had been half so fluent. I was sitting with one of the school administrators and asked if he knew what the valedictorian planned to major in. When he told me business administration it gave me further food for thought. There was a reception afterward and again, the valedictorian’s flawless beauty captivated me completely. She left her parents and came to introduce herself and greet me personally. She was gracious and charming and I...
Penny stretched looking round at the last few items resting against the far wall. Yvette smiled at the exaggerated sigh Penny gave. It was not obvious at a glance that the pair were sisters, they had very different appearances. Penny was the oldest at twenty two. She was short, a couple of inches under average height. She had short, stylish black hair and dark eyes. Her figure matched her size in that it was small, but not too small. Her breasts were not tiny, instead they matched her...
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I switched on the short-wave to get the latest on the weather. A backpacker was lost in the wilds during the worst snow storm in a decade. The National Weather Service had been forecasting the storm for two days. I had to wonder why this idiot was still on the mountain? Hell, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. After twenty years of making this mountain my home, nothing these city slickers do should surprised me. According to the alert broadcast by the ranger station, the missing person...
Gay‘So glad you could come by today.’ The doctor said while shaking her hand. Nicole gave him a friendly nod. ‘Thanks for having me I guess.’ She was a bit nervous and overly self-conscious about her sweaty palms. The moment the doctor let go of her hand she wiped her palms on her jeans. This didn’t quite look like a doctors office. It looked like the hallway of a big cluttered townhouse, with piles of magazines and some medical canisters. The white coat he wore was stained and resembled the...
“Julie.” She had suddenly said, Penny had looked at her in surprise. “You know the slut who I caught Dean fucking.” Dean had been Yvette's boyfriend for nearly two years. She had even moved into his flat. That had all ended the day she came home early to find him fucking the sixteen year old daughter of one of their neighbours. Yvette had split with Dean and moved back into their mom's house. Which at the time that was getting very crowded. There was the sisters mom, her boyfriend...
I awoke to find Willy snuggled up against me. Her skin, soft as a cloud, flushed warm and alive to my touch. My cock rose and hardened as her butt cheeks gently squeezed around me. Reaching over her shoulder, I cupped her sumptuous breast in my hand, stroking my fingertips gently over her dark brown areola and stiffening nipple. ‘Good morning, sleepy,’ I said in a soft voice. ‘Mmmm, that feels so nice,’ she replied. ‘Turn over. I want to give you a back rub.’ There is nothing more sensuous than...
I am a closeted bisexual. I have been since I was an adolescent. These days I have a secret regular lision with a south american transexual who is 20 years younger than I am.When we date, she dresses in full feminine attire, a black minidress, silk stockings with a suspender belt, and heels. She is curvy and beautiful and easily passes for a girl until you speak to her, when her slightly husky voice seems to give the game away.Those of us who know and love transgender people can often tell...
I'm a young, Hispanic, athletic guy - 5'10", 170lbs, brown eyes, tan skin, black hair. I wouldn't say I'm bisexual, but I do LOVE dick. That is about all the I am attracted to in men. This is a true story about my one of my regular hook-ups with a guy I met online. It started like usual - a sudden, irresistible urge for dick. Sometimes pussy and tits just won't do it for me. I need a big, meaty, piece of sausage in my mouth. I just love the smell of well groomed cock. I love the taste of warm,...
GayNaama entered the courtyard, just as the younger classes were letting out. She was beyond class as one of the fully fledged. She smiled at the giggles of the youngest just beginning to take instruction in the arts, the knowing, confident looks of those in the middle class who thought they’d learned everything there was to know and the cool, assured looks of the ones who had learned everything the instructors could teach them in the classroom and who had experienced at least one assignation of...
‘Naama, could I speak with you for a minute please?’ The High Priestess stood aside to let Naama enter her chamber. ‘Sit, please.’ Naama did so, back straight, eyes slightly widened in concern, hands folded in her lap. ‘You’re not in trouble, Naama, don’t look so frightened. I just need your help with one of the girls,’ the High Priestess said, sitting gracefully amidst the flowing folds of a midnight blue gown that fell and settled softly into order around her. The Priestess picked up a...
Ive had a foot fetish for womens feet since I can remember, maybe 8 or 9 yrs old.. Im not sure when or how it came about I just started realizing that if I smelled the sweet scent of a womans foot I would get aroused, even before I was old enough to cum I realized this.. The first foot encounters I can remember was when I was about 8 or 9 yrs old my mother worked nights so we always had a babysitter.. Most of the time my mother would work until the wee hours of the morning like 3 or 4 am which...
Ive had a foot fetish for womens feet since I can remember, maybe 8 or 9 yrs old.. Im not sure when or how it came about I just started realizing that if I smelled the sweet scent of a womans foot I would get aroused, even before I was old enough to cum I realized this..The first foot encounters I can remember was when I was about 8 or 9 yrs old my mother worked nights so we always had a babysitter.. Most of the time my mother would work until the wee hours of the morning like 3 or 4 am which...
After an hour in the sun her tan was beginning to show. Laying on her stomach it was clear her bikini was too small: about a third of her ass cheeks had rolled deliciously from the folds of her swimsuit. And tiny beads of sweat had collected along the back of her gorgeous smooth thighs."Goddamn I wanna cum in you, wanna cum in you,” he chanted in a hush, staring at the patio where his daughter was sprawled on a lawn chair. For the past 4 years, since she turned 10, her petite curves had made...
Hi my name is puneet verma from Delhi I am 23 year old and my mom is widow of 45 years old .my father was killed in accident 10 years earlier at that time i was 13 years old. I am single now working in a Call centre. My dad left us a lot of money so we can easily survive on that. So when I got older at around 15 years got facinated about girls..but mine intrest was in more in big and buxom ladies.my mom is similar to this i kept thinking nasty things about her. After father’s death she used to...
IncestAfter some hesitation my fiancé Disha admitted to me that her choot (cunt) becomes wet every time she sees or thinks about Vikas. It wasn’t very hard for me to understand this: Vikas is tall, very fair and has an absolutely cute baby face and Disha is a woman who can never be satisfied by one man. Sooner or later I knew that this would happen. Vikas is a my friend right from the college days. We were roommates in the hostel. We have done all the “kukarms” (bad deeds) together. We used to fuck...
In a small town, as rural as one can be and yet be defined as a town, an old flower shop sits off a side street, long forgotten but still lovingly maintained by its owner, Emily Bronson. Widowed ten years ago at age 42, she refused to abandon the small flower shop her father had opened when she was a girl. Emily’s husband had provided enough for her in his will to allow her to keep her little greenhouse behind the shop operable and to live in the residence that was part of the shop. The front...
Love StoriesNow it was a couple of weeks ago that I had got with Ernie and his black stud friend buddy for some double team action Willie which was packing a 9'1/2 fat big dark musty black cock that invaded my mouth and butthole a couple of weeks ago...... Willie called me up a few days before the weekend....Hey you knows who dis is a voice said.......Hey Mr Willie I said how are you in a soft tone ........Doings good and yous you keeping that ass in shape for mees again he said......My ass is your sir I...
As a consultant, I have had contact with thousands of people: men, women, old, young, rich, not-so-rich, et al. All have had one thing in common: they were strangers when I met them, but were no longer so after we interacted. In short, people are not only my business - they are my hobby.In one instance, I was providing service to a small to mid-sized manufacturing firm. They were growing faster that was comfortable for their existing culture, and I was asked to help them redirect their efforts....
Most folks call me Willy but my real name is William Beaufort Lee after some Colonel that died in the great war. Don't worry about such things though as I live in a big old house off 40th and Pine that I used to share with my Ma 'till she up and died last year. Never knew my Pa; Ma just called him a Rollin' Stone, and my Brother LeRoy told me that he never did nothing good. LeRoy is in some hospital up north where they put him 'cause he got shot in the head and don't remember nothing no...
Although a Worship Session may only last a couple of hours at most, the effects last years, decades even. It’s not just the memories, the photos, emails before and after the Session, anything She gave you to keep after the Session – Her stockings, or things She wrote on your worship sheets – but I was lucky enough to acquire (quite legally) a camcorder soon after my first-ever Worship Sessions started. So although the Session might be over far too quickly, they can be enjoyed time and time...
When I first met Her, She called Herself Lisa – this is the story of nearly 7 years of worship.I thought it’s about time I told the full story of these. ‘Worship Sessions’ are where a wanker who worships a Girlie-Goddess (in my case a girl who poses) is allowed into the presence of his Goddess to present worship sheets, worship videos, poems, stories, and any other worship material that he does for Her. This is pre Internet so everything is hand-written or typed. Depending on the Goddess, he...
Worshipping The Cock God AlonePart OneFeel HIM stirring at the end of the day as you head home. HE knows you are soon to enter into a sublime fellowship with HIM.As you start to undress HE rouses, HE lengthens and thickens in anticipation of you, HIS slave honoring and worshipping HIM.You shed your pants last, revealing the GOD in his glory, the Lord of Lust, the Deliverer of Ecstasy. As you stand admiring HIM, HE stares at you though the piss slit eye, Priapus, the Snake God hypnotizes youTake...
I love to have my cock and balls and asshole worshiped teasingly and slowly until I erupt like a volcano! When YOU do it, start with me in the doggy style position and you kneeling down behind me. Open my asshole to see my most private and sexy area. Study my anus and see the wispy pubic hair around my shiny pink rosebud. Open me up further and inhale deeply to smell my manly odor and essence. Sniff all around my asshole, noticing the fragrance get stronger as your nose moves in closer to my...
The building was a made of cinder block that had been painted several times, though not anytime recently. All of the layers of paint were worn and blistered and it would be possible for some individual with nothing better to do to count the layers. The last painting was two-tone with light blue on the bottom and then at the height of five feet the paint was white. There was an aluminum storefront window facing the residential street that had been installed during some iteration before this one....
This story may anger some of you, some of you may find it hard to believe and still others may think it's a funny story. In truth, now that I see it written down, I find it to be all of these things. It actually started five years ago when Tim and I got married. Well, maybe it was never meant to be from the day we met. We were both in our last year of collage. We met at a graduation party. Having had two classes together, I knew who he was, but he hadn't really been someone who interested me...
My wife Angie and I grew up and went to college in Wisconsin, where I earned a master’s degree in healthcare management, and Angie earned a master’s degree in education. At the age of 25 we moved to Roanoke, Virginia since I got a job with one of the large healthcare insurers there. Angie wasn’t able to find a teaching position right away, but she did get a volleyball coaching job at a high school, which was part-time but still better than nothing. She is a well-conditioned athlete and played...
In Part 1 of this story we learned that hiking in the Blue Ridge Mountains near our home in Roanoke, Virginia has become my husband Ed’s primary exercise and relaxation. My name is Angie and I prefer to go to the gym for my workouts. We are both 25 years old and Ed works in the healthcare industry and I have a part-time job as the coach for a girls’ volleyball team in high school. Since we finally have jobs after six years of school, I stopped taking birth control in hopes of starting a family....
Pamela didn’t smile at me so much as smirk. God I wanted to wipe that smirk off her face. How I wished I could splatter those perfect lips with a pint of semen, shoot all over her dark mascara and perfectly teased blonde hair until she had to go home and start again. But that damn smirk was the last straw, my poor abused cock twitched and shot what little was left in my balls out over the seat of the limo and my tux pants. She didn’t quite laugh out loud but the smirk seemed to widen into a...
Lingam is the Sanskrit word for penis and loosely translates to "wand of light." One honors the wand of light, and those who have them, through lingam massage. There is a tremendous amount of sexual energy in a person's penis, and learning how to stimulate and circulate that energy is powerful. Ancient tantric practitioners believed the penis contained the most masculine essence concentrated in one place. This massage is meant to bring about waves of pleasure in addition to an orgasm. You come...
Oral SexHe blinks, taken aback for a moment at her face suddenly gone from his and then he is looking at the sky and the soft but firm press of her lips trails down his torso and his mind knows instantly what is in store and he exhales his lungs "Oh fuck!" And then she's there, burying her face in his shaft that is still drenched in their juices, making the mess between them transfer to her cheeks as her tongue slips out to take long swipes across his shaft. She moans, savouring the taste of...
She is a proud girl. And through all these years of pride she felt more lonely. And horny. She couldn't satisfy the hunger, she always thought that dicks and dick carriers are mediocre creatures. That much is true, everybody knows.And one day she decided to do what no respectable woman should ever do. Beg for one of these dick carriers. Really beg. Him, his lovers, everybody who was willing to hear her. At least in her fantasy, because in reality she never said a word. And then she got that she...
Sexual desire made me to become male escort and satisfied a female who was starving for sex I initially gave her a great massage then took her to bathroom and made her moan. I am a big fan of Indian sex stories and I have been reading the stories for few years regularly as I am from Chennai male , educated with average body and very good at oral sex and massages to any female who are unsatisfied as I work in a MNC in good post accounting professional to tell you about my tool its in good size...
Danger! Naked Woman – Part 1 ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.It was dark and raining, the light rain that doesn’t seem much but soaks through everything in minutes. I was driving carefully...
John picked Sue up and positioned her on the floor on her knees again and stood behind her holding his massive hard cock. I spread her cheeks for John as he placed his cock between her crack. His big black tool was monstrous next to Sue's tiny little anal pucker. I figured there was no way it could possibly fit in. John pushed and then pushed harder making Sue whimper out loud, not so much from pain but from the extreme pressure on her backdoor. John pushed harder again and Sue's anus began...
Hi my dear ISS fans. I am Kalavathi from Chennai. This is my real story which happened in my life. Our family is a simple family, my dad, mom, brother and me.My dad 55, mom 48, me 30 and brother 27. My dad’s has an athletic body, mom perfect 38 34 38, me 36 32 36 size. We all love each other. We are open and hide no secrets and have no privacy.My dad married my mom from other cast. So both our relatives rejected them, so they have to live their own from their marriage. Dad’s native is Palakkad...
IncestPulling at the Red Thread of Fate - Chapter 6 - Through Thick and Thin... Several days passed and nothing changed. Friday evening was still counting down and with every passing minute, I could feel dread building in my body. Was I the one who was nervous? Or was it Ally? I drilled it into my head over and over again: it's just another Friday night hanging out with Mike, watching some game footage and doing what 'bros' do. There's absolutely nothing to be nervous about because...
It was spring break 2013 so it was recent I visited my aunt for spring break. My aunt Helen was 24 years old long blonde hair size C bra cups tan she was defiantly an looker. Myself im 16 about 5'3 short cut black hair and dark skin and im a virgin. "Josh get your hings ready to go to Helens" my mom yelled. OK I said. I couldt wait to get to aunt Helens she was so fun.2 hours later I pull up in the drive way, aunt Helen was standing there waiting for me. "Josh!!! She screamed. I ran up and...
IncestThe night had started out like any other when Linda was getting ready to go out. A long time in the shower, just as long with the hair dryer and some time after that she was ready to go out.I was expecting to see her in a skimpy little dress which is her favourite way to dress on a night out. When Linda appeared she was still just in her lingerie and balancing on a new pair of heels. I told her it was a little less that I was used to seeing her wear on a night out, to which Linda replied that...
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He was in his office. It’d been a full year since the last he’d heard of his old friend. He didn’t dwell on it much, not anymore. That was something, thought Rodney Pollard. But at the moment he was on his mind, Jimmy was on his mind. One couldn’t save the world. And some things were written in the stars. It looked like his old bud was condemned to be part of that mass of humanity that would be living lives of quiet desperation—apologies to Thoreau. “Mister Pollard, there is someone here to...
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Ken flipped the pages of the paper slowly, trying to concentrate on the news, but finding it nearly impossible. Visions of the girls flickered through his mind. The events that had occurred since his arrival home had left him stunned, and since nothing quite like it had ever happened to him before, he wasn't sure how to cope. Then, there was Lynn's frank admission about the children that he wondered whether he could accept. Admittedly, he was aware of the changing morals in the last ten...
The servants and guards soon had the three tents set up. They had placed the tents on Ricky’s grass, so the openings faced the firepit on the tiled circle. Micky’s tent was in the middle, and she assumed that Jen would join her in it later that night. She did, however, forget what night it was. Unfortunately for her, Kerr hadn’t. Jen and Mira soon had the stores cracked open, and a passable stew was quickly simmering in a big pot on one of the barbeque grills. Damper (yeastless or soda...
A One Sided Marriage By Donna Sash It really was a one sided marriage. I had been dating Shirley from my junior year in high school. She was a senior. During those early years she never let me forget that she was in front of me. I always had to come second in all our plans and thinking. It was a kind of dominance she had over me, but I was in love. Isn't that what always does it? That simple word: Love. What a man wouldn't do for a woman when he was in love. She got to go...
Our regularly scheduled family meeting was opened by a report from the General. He was eager to report his resounding success in meetings with the major research schools selected, including The University of Texas Austin, as if there was any other UT, Texas A & M and of course Rice University. They were enthusiastically prepared as a group to administer marketing and distribution of output from our new project. As a group they desired to know who had developed the program. They were...
She lay still, silent in the quiet dusk of the room, spread-eagled on the custom made table. Straps over her ankles, knees and thighs kept her legs wide and motionless. A wide strap across the soft skin of her stomach kept her back from arching. More straps across her wrists, elbows and upper arm prevented any kind of gesturing. The strap across her forehead held her head unmoving in its soft vice. She was immobile. The ironic thing was that that if the straps were to be removed, she would...
Katherine Jackson arrived just before the presentation was to begin. Fred had called her during the week and excitedly explained how he was being recognized for his investment strategies and was going to be a guest speaker at the conference that he was attending in Chicago. Mrs. Jackson was thrilled by her husband’s accomplishments. She knew this could help him in his career and when he asked for her to fly out and support him; she couldn’t say no plus it meant a night together away from the...
Things got really busy right after I watched my father collapse to the ground with spurting blood coming out of his eye socket. I heard my mother screaming and my sister Annie yelling "Get up Daddy! Get up!" I closed in with my two guys and faked a shot at one of them before turning and dropping the bigger one right in his tracks. A boot to the head as he fell took away any doubts I might have had about him getting back into the fray. As I was moving to get position on the other one, I saw...
Upstairs, we took turns, with Cheryl and me starting together, and as nasty as it normally was, turned it in to our own little love session. We cleaned each other out, very well. One time, for each of us, was laying on the floor on a towel, letting the water and soap stay and do some good. It felt nice. I was really, really starting to enjoy it, as a method of sharing with Cheryl. I think she did, too. On her time on the floor, I ran my thumb over her clit and she came enough to really have...