Willy
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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...
Penis EnlargementI have, I suppose, like all men, wondered what it would be like to have a larger cock. I have, once again, like a lot of people seen the ‘freaks’ in porno movies who have horse like dicks and thought to myself - ‘That can’t be normal, most people aren’t like that surely.’But in the back of your mind, you always wonder. Now let me say from the outset that I have nothing in my pants that I am going to pretend is 'horse like' (just take a look at my pics) although through the...
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 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...
Straight SexI 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...
Sam said, "Really! What was the idea?" "Well, I don't socialize much, so I thought I'd fix it so I can please myself." Sam just looked at him for a few seconds, and asked how the operation went, and what was the result. "I had it done genetically, and it made me long enough to do myself without hurting my back." "Damn," Sam replied. "That must be something to see. Are you enjoying it?" "Hell yes. Like most guys fantasy, a blowjob any time you want one." Sam...
Trip to Morocco The journey over there was quite uneventful except for me letting one or two people see what I wasn’t wearing under my dress. The flight took off late evening England time and it had been a bit of a dash to get to the airport. When Jon told me about the trip and the long plane journey I remembered the plane trip from Tenerife in December 1998 when Jon had me wear my Ben Wa Balls and I’d been looking forward to hours of slow vibrations sending pleasurable waves through me. As...
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Caleb stood on the roof top of his apartment building. He looked out toward the beautiful city he now claimed as his, he protected it with his new found superpowers.
Chapter VI Making hay was satisfying but monotonous work. It was nice to see the cut hay come off the end of the rake, like a green waterfall, cascading into a long even wave. And it was satisfying to look back and see row after row of mounded hay stretched out across the flat field. At first, Terry had paid close attention to the tractor and rake, worried that something might break, and listening for the telltale rattle of things amiss. But the steady thump-thump of the old two-cylinder Deere...
Hi i am Rishi from Kanpur U.P. I am 28 years old. Mai ne bahut sari stories yaha pade hai tho aaj maine bhi socha mai bhi apni ek real incident aap logo se share karu par ye meri pahale story hai tho pls agar koi galati ho jaye tho maaf karna. Mai apne lund ke kasam khata hu ye 100% sacchi baat hai. Par shayad aap logo ko ye fake lage. Ye baat aaj se kareeb 5-6 saal purani hai mere bagal wali ghar bana waha us ghar mai total 6 log rahane aaye mai kesi ka bhi sahi naam batauga nahi galat batane...
Then the phone rang I looked at the caller ID and it was my wifes phone number. I answered hi honey when are you coming home? The voice on the other end was not my wife it was a very sexy sounding woman. She said hello my name is Piper, in the sexiest way I can't even describe. I said, okay hello Piper are you with my wife? she said, oh yes infact I have been with her for the last few hours and she is really hot. I was puzzled at this point, okay well can I talk to her please?...
Day 3 The first thing that happened the next morning was a phone call from Reverend Pendleton. Actually, to be proper, the first thing that happened that morning was that they woke up. Jon was quite happy to do so: he had remembered to turn the alarm off this time, so there was no jolting and wailing and gnashing of teeth. Instead, he swam up from drowsiness to a faceful of Caitlyn's hair, which was ticklish but very nice. He had had worries that this position might be uncomfortable for...
TV Show You could have been forgiven for thinking "TV" meant "television", I know I did. I was a normal heterosexual man. I worked in a 9 to 5 job. I had one friend at work called Chris but he often had to go away on long business trips and lately he had had to go off to Europe on a long business trip. My girlfriend Megan and I had lived together for years in a small townhouse in downtown New York. My girlfriend had been nagging me for years to go on a show called "TV Show"...
Effet Papillon. 4e partie. 7. Les gens sont souvent cruels entre eux. Surtout lorsqu'ils sont encore jeunes. Je craignais la r?action des autres ?tudiants face ? mon nouveau style vestimentaire. Je ne fus pas d??u. J'avais l'impression que tous les regards se portaient dor?navant sur moi. Ils s'accompagnaient de petits rires en coin, de messes basses plus ou moins bien cach?es, de rictus haineux devant la ? folle ? qui confondait les amphis avec les discoth?ques. J'eus m?me le droit...
I have been dressing since an early age, dressing in my mothers stockings, suspender belt, bra, panties and heels. I used to feel my smooth legs and my cock would get hard straight away. I love how my cock looks when im dressed as a sissy slut and from that early age all ive ever wanted is to have a horny guy in front of me, with his cock hard knowing that he wants to fuck me. My fantasy and dressing got a lot more sluttier when I first in with my first love. Her name was Claire and she loved...
I hurried back to the Parkhurst boys before they made up their minds to scuttle off, but they hadn't moved an inch. They'd had a ringside seat for the show and were visibly impressed, as was George. "Where were we?" I said, raising my zipper to deny them any more entertainment. "Oh yes, no touching unless invited." I grabbed Brad's hand and slapped it sharply. He reacted like I had broken his fingers, yanking it back and clutching it to his chest. I shook my finger under Pete's...
Introduction: Part 2-You really need to start with Part 1. Should I continue with Part 3? The next time I saw him again was 2 weeks later. The whole department went out to Happy Hour to celebrate a big contract award that we won. The place was a hotel bar not too far from work. I wasnt dressed up that day as I had to go to the Archives Room to pull some files. I was wearing faded blue jeans and a red sweater that my mom got me for Christmas so it was very tight. Mr. DAngelo was at the other...
PUB GAMES Melody had been a little surprised to get the call from Sue, Bob's wifeof three years, suggesting that she might like to go out for the evening withsome of the girls from her hockey team, but Sue had convinced her that it wasok as Steve and Bob were doing some work on a car and she'd have nothing elseto do. "After all it would be fun to be with just girls for a while." On the day of the get together Sue had phoned again and said that one ofthe girls was getting married and had no...
The moment Brad's tongue touched her hot spot, sparks flared in Ashea's blood, and coursed throughout her body. Every part of her flesh tensed and slackened in a wild uncertainty. Reaching her divine passage, the sparks burst into a magical flame, a fire that demanded stoking, craved it. Madly, she clutched Brad's man-thing, and pulled him towards her fevered centre.Ready, but not ready, Brad knew what was about to happen, as he rolled his body between those elegant, heaving thighs. With...
Fantasy & Sci-FiShe seemed so excited! I could hardly believe we were actually going to do this. We had talked about sharing her with another man for years, but only as a fantasy. Now she was all dressed up and ready to head downstairs to the hotel bar to meet Sean for sex. She has always been so loving and conservative by nature but tonight would demand that she become extremely sexual, even wanton. I secretly wondered if my loving wife could be that way tonight. We got up to leave the room and I looked at...
She grabbed me by the ear and directed me to the bed. She has done this many a time before, however, she has been quite tired lately so I figured it would be some heavy petting the just a quickie before sleep. Oh how I was wrong. I was not ready for what happened next. On our way to the bed she took my shirt off, NO, she ripped my shirt off. Lay me on my back on the bed and started to suck and chew at my neck and chest. Before I knew what was happening I was blind folded and she was preparing...
The darkness was cooler, and concealing. The bugs were worse, but then they were pretty bad most of the time. We could take our time in the darkness and move almost silently. The others, who had a lot to do and only a few hours before dawn to do it, lacked the luxury of time and planning. By dusk we’d be ready to move out. Then began the waiting. Preparedness was something we took for granted, in ourselves and each other. This man might spend a couple of minutes putting unnecessary touches to...
"Oh my godddd..." I said as I watched my best friend Marlee's head bob gently up and down between my legs, the ribbons in our school colors dangling from her pony tail. "Does it taste ok?" She barely looked up at me with a grin, "Delicious." Her chin glistened slightly and I realized it was my juices on her. It was so incredibblllyyyyy hotttt. We've been pals forever. A few weeks ago we realized we both had curiosity about sex with girls. We like boys, but there was just something sexy and...