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My wife is a real Romanian beauty, with dark brown long shiny hair, a beautifully build body, a face like a perfect supermodel and normaly the right attitude for sex. My friend Paul always says that she is an absolute stunner. And yes, he is right. She is very thin, weighing only 96 pounds. Her legs, tammy and ass are just perfect for her 27 years and her great dragon tatoo over her tummy and tits is amazing. The only draw back are her small 32AA cup tits which are even at this size a bit saggy...
Queen of Queendom Princess stood on the edge of the cliff, head held high. Below her, the grey sea churned violently. She had a choice, to jump or to turn away. It was no choice at all. The crowd watching her expected her to jump. There was no true escape from her duties. To jump was to declare herself the rightful ruler of the kingdom, to turn away would not strip her of her title, but it would turn the people against her. Her every move would be questioned, scorned and broken down. Her...
Queen of Queendom Princess stood on the edge of the cliff, head held high. Below her, the grey sea churned violently. She had a choice, to jump or to turn away. It was no choice at all. The crowd watching her expected her to jump. There was no true escape from her duties. To jump was to declare herself the rightful ruler of the kingdom, to turn away would not strip her of her title, but it would turn the people against her. Her every move would be questioned, scorned and broken down. Her orders...
Sometimes, in the middle of doing it, I find my mind drifting: trying to figure out how the hell I got here. I’ll be on my knees in an alleyway, or squeezed into the footwell of a car that’s far too small for what the owner intended to do in it, and I’ll think: when you were 14, Molly, is this how you expected things to turn out? Tongue flat under a stranger’s cock, moaning and rubbing myself, about to cum as he fires his load into me, and clutching the few pound notes he pushed into my...
I `wrote' this while staring at the ceiling at 4:00am, the morning before I left. The inspiration for this story is in the first paragraph. I gave it a subtitle of `Vacation Story Number 4" because it was the fourth story `wrote' while on vacation. (I `wrote' it in the sense that the entire story, and most of the scenes were imagined, but not typed in.) The other three are still in my head and need to be typed in. Enjoy this. This story is purely fictional and meant for adult audiences...
Keywords High HeelsCategories Bondage TransgenderingSynopsis I was getting too old to hook, profitably?so?. This is really a love story.The Old HookerBy Janet BakerThe flight to Amsterdam was uneventful, I laid back in my first class seat and let the handsome young attendant serve me champagne -- glass after glass. He was a darling. This old hooker would have gladly given him a freebie. I was only fifty but business was slowing down and I could see the...
Street Hooker Part 1After booking in at the hotel in a smart suit and heels, I returned to my car to get my 'things'. My two bags seemed excessive for an overnight stay but this was a stay with a difference. The hotel was perfect. It was just out of the centre of an unfamiliar (to me) town and on the fringe of a rather run down area. I was starting to get that butterfly in the stomach feeling - the buzz of daring adventure and excitement in anticipation of the evening and night to come. Each...
Most of my life, I always figured hookers were druggies. Never even questioned it, a hooker, must be that she's an addict that can't function in the real world and just fucks to get more drugs. Makes sense, right? Well, not really, but that didn't matter because I never really cared to think about them. Unless I was roleplaying as one for my husband, but that's different. I'd dress up for him and we'd pretend that he was picking me up off the street and I was just some college girl trying...
Our last day in Greece, in a taxi on the way from the ferry to thehotel we'd be staying in before our flight. (Never, never, never,trust the Greek ferry schedule to get you to Athens in time for aninternational flight, always go the day before!) My daughter sittingnext to me, my wife next to her, my mother-in-law and the Greek taxidriver in the front seat.We stopped at a traffic light and I looked over. In bright blue andwhite neon, the sign in English said, "Cabaret" and then on the...
Queen Anne II In the first story I told you how my wife and I had gone to see an x-rated movie at the Queen Anne Theater. Upon arrival we witnessed a slut sitting on the right side of the theater taking on a group of men. My wife and I were deeply affected, and turned on by the spectacle we witnessed. This chapter will deal with our next visit to the Queen Anne Theater. As was the custom to make every thing easy to reach, I had my wife dress in a wrap around skirt, and a see through blouse with...
Keywords High Heels Categories Bondage Transgendered All Sorts of Stuff Synopsis I was getting too old to hook, profitably...so.... This is really a love story. Be aware that in the course of writing this story no animals were?in any way injured. The Old Hooker By Janet Baker The flight to Amsterdam was uneventful, I laid back in my first class seat and let the handsome young attendant serve me champagne -- glass after glass. He was a darling. This old...
First Time Hooker As I came to a stop near that almost deserted corner and rolled down my passenger side window the girl approached me. Something about her gave me the idea that under all of that makeup that she was quite stunning. Her shorts were very short and they were very tight as well. She had on a skimpy bikini top that just barely contained her nipples. Her heels were so high that they looked like stilts. She leaned into my car window allowing her big breasts to droop down...
“You are pregnant,” the physician barely whispered.The news struck like lightning, stunning Jeena for a few seconds before the implications hit her like a roar of thunder. She burst out laughing, frightening the middle-aged woman.“Do not worry,” the queen smiled. “I have been trying to decide which prince to take for a husband, and it seems the decision has been made for me.”“Who is it?” asked the doctor, who the queen considered an aunt and confidant.“I don’t know!” laughed the queen. “It...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWe had made many trips to the Queen Anne Theatre, but our last two trips were the most memorable, that is until our latest trip. As was our custom, I had my wife dress very briefly, her blouse was the sheer black see through blouse, with no bra underneath. She wore a black wrap around skirt and under that a purple silk and lace garterbelt with black seamed stockings. As we drove down Route 80 toward the Theatre she opened her blouse exposing her breasts, she reclined her seat all the way back....
This happened back in the Fall of 2016. I don't remember the exact date, but I know it was already getting very cold.-----------------Daddy Jake has a big, beautiful cock. He had been fucking me for over a year now. I craved his big, hard, throbbing cock all the time. It was one of the best cocks I ever had. I loved it.But Daddy is married, so he could only fuck me when ever he could get away. One day, after daddy ravaged me like the cheap whore that I am, daddy brought up one of his...
It was light when I woke up. I lay motionless looking at the ceiling, turning my eyes to the red and gold shade on the window. I was back in my room. in my bed, and I'd slept deeply. I was flat on my back, arms at my sides. I curiously touched my legs and slid my hands up my thighs, past my hips, and across my stomach. The sensations were strong, and I gasped as I touched my breasts and nipples. I inhaled and exhaled, filling my lungs. I was overcome by my new body, and I loved...
The search for a husband continued. Widely-traveled, Geoffrey promised more exotic pleasures. Would he just be a plaything for the queen’s amusement, or could he become a true partner?The queen hid the bon vivant in the head cook’s quarters. The chef didn’t mind relinquishing his room for a few days in exchange for some new recipes. People from Sybarisia were known for their love of food and Geoffrey had a well-deserved reputation in that regard.He had prepared quite a lunch for Jeena. She...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe third prince was young. Never having initiated a virgin, Jeena thought it could be fun teaching him and molding him to be the husband she wanted. What he lacked in skill could be made up in stamina and enthusiasm until the skill was taught.The queen had sequestered Prince Jason in a room off the library. He had used the days awaiting her to study some history in volumes not available in New Paleoland. They discussed some of his research over lunch.“Much of our library was destroyed during...
Fantasy & Sci-FiHooker or escort?The credit crunch was biting hard and my expensive tastes had not waned in the slightest. With each extravagant day I was getting closer and closer to financial meltdown, which is the sole reason I was standing in front of a full length mirror, scrutinising my choice of outfit. Tonight I would for the first time offer my body sexually for financial gain. Tonight I would be receiving cock solely for the purpose of creating wealth. Unashamedly the very thought of soliciting my...
The Queen of Lushland knew she needed an heir, so she needed a stud. Would it be the exotic stallion with strength and experience, the worldly mustang with hedonistic temptations, or the trainable colt with devotion and aspirations? Would her heart, mind, and body agree on the choice to be made?A testament or supposition,With embellishment or some omission,And best intent, with your permissionHere I present my rendition.The queen always thought of her people first. Tall and strong like her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMy Night As A Hooker by Tanya Fly Comments welcome. Let me tell you a story about a girl, a cheap motel, the hooker stroll, and some very sleazy clothes in my size. Natalie is the kind of girl you see in some rock video or beer commercial. Great T&A, tall, lots of long blond hair, and a wild, kinky imagination. We met in the city. I was a junior advertising "executive" (read go-for) and she was the knockout administrative assistant going to...
The Walk after the Busted Date or My first Job as a Hooker It was a Friday evening about eight just before the sun was about to set on a pleasantly cool evening. The brisk air kept me comfortable since my body was a little warm from being nervous with the coming scenario. I was going to meet Phil, my date, as a hooker. We have been planning on this for a few weeks and our schedules finally matched enough to make it happen. The club I was going to served a very eclectic clientele and...
I guess at one time or other, some of you guys out there will have been with a prostitute. Perhaps your wife knew, perhaps she didn't. Perhaps you weren't married and just looking for sex without any attachments. Maybe you went by yourself, maybe in a pair or even a group. Perhaps you cared who she was, more probably you didn't. Did you look at her face while you thrust into her body, or did you take her from behind? - The reason I ask is that the prostitute could have been my wife or, if it...
CATHLEEN. Diary of a lesbian hooker of the 1930s. Part 1.This diary was found in an old hotel room in a city we will not mention. The writing is Cathleen’s but the dialogue is sometimes made up, although it would have been close to the original. Cathleen worked the joints in downtown Boston during the 1930s, the end of Prohibition, the great Depression and especially the golden years of the Mob. Any resemblance to people dead or alive is purely coincidental....
CATHLEEN. Diary of a lesbian hooker of the 1930s. PART 2My extra work on Friday evenings had never interfered with my job at the factory. The factory work was quite simple and since I had finished my secondary schooling, I was put in the office doing invoices, shipping notes, bank stuff, etc…I was one of ten clerks doing pretty well the same thing and we were supervised by an office manager who was an Irish girl like me but around 50 years old. She was about my height, a bony face with short...
So woke up this afternoon with the intention of seeing a hooker, i went into town and visited one of the famous walk ups in London, walked up stairs saw two doors, one with the name Amy, and the other Kate, i made my choice to see Amy and it was a choice i wouldnt regret, Amy is a curvy girl with black hair and a great pair of tits, D or E cups if i had to guess, she greeted me at the door wearing a short black dress which showed off her tits, she was wearing red 6 inch hooker heels showing of...
My wife and I have been married about seven years but have known each other since highschool. Paula was always cute with cute girl next door looks and a sexy little body that had curves in all the right places. Her breasts weren't overly big, a generous b'cup but they were always perky and had perfect nipples. She tried to work out when she could so she had some nice muscle tone in her thighs and ass but not enough that there wasn't a nice bumper covering her to give her a soft thickness that...
As described in at the end of this story: Deflowering Jeanette, I fucked Jenny with her younger sister Marcia watching us and fingering her virgin pussy at least once. I also alluded to Marcia becoming so jealous that Jenny and I were having sex and she wanted me to fuck her too Jenny and I had to find other places to have sex other than their house.This is the continuation of that story and the final chapter in this series of true stories.Throughout the rest of high school Jenny and I fucked...
Daddy's Little Hooker© Shyblueeyes1968 2006-2009MF, teen(18+), i****t, spank, anal, oral.Summary: the Father, Mike, feeling frustrated, goes in search of young whore, and ends up having the shock of is life when the girl he tries to pick up, turns out to be his 18 year old daughter, unleashing his repressed i****tal desires. This story is based upon a series of chats and cyber chat with women, and incorporates various ideas from chatting to several women. However, it is fiction and none of the...
Bumfelt opened the door to his car and climbed in. He took the keys from a trouser pocket, turned the ignition and......the passenger door, suddenly opened. Bumfelt's hand went for his holster and the Colt. "Whoooah! Jesus, Theo!" exclaimed the hooker as she leant into the car. "It's me, Nikki. Fucking hell, I thought you was gonna shoot me." "I was," hissed Bumfelt. "Get in." Sexx climbed in. "Drive," she said. Bumfelt did. He put the car into drive and pulled away from the kerbside. "Where?"...
Sue was on her way home from work. She was driving in heavy rush hour traffic, but her mind was in turmoil. Since meeting Tim a few weeks ago, she had begun to question everything about her life. Sue Henson was a twenty something college graduate, who worked for a rapidly expanding Midwestern company. Her upper middle management position gave her a respectable income, and plenty of room for advancement. She owned a pleasant two-bedroom condo in one of the city's best high-rises. Although her...
Few months after getting married, my wife confessed a fantasy she had. Anita told she wanted to be picked up in the street as she was a prostitute.She put on a very tight black dress, a tiny thong and high heles.She looked gorgeous, ready to be well fucked in the streets…I left her alone in a dim lit street, where we knew usually few hookers were.I made a couple rounds in my car and got surprised as I saw several cars stopping and some men asking Ana what she was offering…But my sensual babe...
My wife Jordan and I have been into the swinging gangbang scene for a number of years.We would both go out on our own and fuck other people as well as attending swinger parties and organised gangbangs.Obviously Jordan fucked way more people than me. She had a few tricks to show guys she was a slut, besides dressing like one.At bars she would bend over wearing nothing under her dress. When opening her purse it was full of condoms and a dildo.Sitting on bar stools she would swing around with her...
"Journal Entry for the night of August 23, 1876. "Word reached me towards the end of the meeting I had been having with the Prime Minister that the unthinkable had happened - the news collapsed me. On their return journey from Hamburg, my wife and my son had an accident. The carriage had overturned, the messenger informed me, and the heir-apparent to the throne, my son, had been killed on the spot. "My wife was wounded. Badly. Her head had slammed into the roof, and she had fallen into a...
“Thank God they don’t know!” she thought with a blush. What they didn’t know was that they were ogling a pair of crotchless pantyhose, with a tiny little pair of panties over them. And that for a few hundred dollars, any one of them could be fucking her. She leaned over to kiss Robbie and Alicia good-bye, careful to keep the back of her flared skirt in a respectable position. “Where are you going today, mom?” Alicia asked. “You smell really nice!” “The agency called last night,” Lori...
Hai this is rathode again please do leave your comments on my id Please read the stories for fun not at the cost of relations. Once youpon a time during Ancient India there is a kingdom called mathasangama , the kingdom is well blessed with all kind of resources where ever you see the land is full of greenery, farmers grows well yielded crops, miners mines pure gold, iron, silver and diamonds, soldiers fight with glory, each and every men and women in the kingdom are wise and pay the taxes on...
Incest"Go to your corner, Samantha," the pimp ordered from the inside of his car. Samantha, or Sam for short, was his youngest and newest hooker. She was a small, busty blonde with a flare for the rough stuff. Her blue eyes scanned the area quickly before she allowed herself to exit the safety of the pimp's car. It was her first night on the corner of 5th and Main. The people on the streets rushed about in their efforts to get to the nearest bar, or they were seen taking another whore into a run-down...
Erotic------------------------------------ "What is that?" Carlie jumped at the unexpected intrusion. She'd had no idea that her brother Dennis was in town, let alone in her room. She'd been so caught up in what she was doing and sure she was alone that she hadn't even noticed when he walked right through her open door and looked over her shoulder. She quickly tried to close the browser. "Dennis! What are you doing here?" "Who is 'Apple'?" Carlie closed her eyes as her...
Mike was feeling increasingly restless. Susan, his 18 year old teenage daughter was staying at her friends, and he had the house to himself. Just him; all alone. Just him and the computer, with only his frustration and loneliness to keep him company. He was flicking through some teen porn pics, the one’s he liked, the one’s that he secretly knew, but his conscience self denied; most resembled his Susan. For a brief, unguarded moment, he allowed her to slip naked into his mind, his cock...
Introduction: How my wife turned into my Hooker Let me start off my saying my wife Aimee is absolutely stunning. She is 58, 105 pounds, dark brown hair, full C and a complete slut in bed. Aimee will do anything I can possible think of and she has a most twisted mind then I. Like last week I came home and she was in her old catholic school girl uniform (which she still fits in from 7 years ago) with a ruler in one hand and and a 12 inch dildo in the other. She said to me, Which one do you want...
Introduction: MY first be easy ******************************* Mike was feeling increasingly restless. Susan, his 18 year old teenage daughter was staying at her friends, and he had the house to himself. Just him, all alone. Just him and the computer, with only his frustration and loneliness to keep him company. He was flicking through some teen porn pics, the ones he liked, the ones that he secretly knew, but his conscience self denied, most resembled his Susan. For a brief, unguarded...
Introduction: This is a story about me being away and my wife comes dressed as a hooker. Absolutely not, I yelled at my wife. You dont need a $500 watch. I said as I walked out the door. That was the angriest I ever left my wife. She wanted to buy a $500 watch and she didnt have any money in her bank account. She expected me to buy the watch for her. Thats why we have separate accounts. We each have our play money and I wasnt going to use my money to buy her a watch. I did call her on the way...
It was 1986 and I was 21 and had been married for less than a year when my husband, Steve, came to me with a problem. Steve owned a painting business and had a crew of 6 mMexicans working for him painitng a new apartment complex here in town. Steve told me that if he could finish the contract a weeek early, he would get a huge bonus. He had promised his crew that if they finished early, he would rent a hotel room, buy them a few cases of beer and whiskey, and hire them a hooker for a party....
Hello ISS readers, this is Selena here. This is the continuation to the next part where I became a hooker. I really want to thank the ISS community for the overwhelming response to my first story. So let’s continue from where I left. So I wrapped myself in a towel and peeped outside from the bathroom door. I could only see Moin’s back. He must be talking to someone. I could hear 2 more guys talking to him. I came out and was in for a shock. It was Ali and Javed, my neighbors. They saw me in...
One night sophomore yr I decided it was time to lose the V-Card, and I decided it the only guaranteed way was with a hooker. Just riding around with friends nights before I kind of had an idea of where there may be hookers. I ride around town looking for hookers. My idea of what I would find was based off Pretty woman and HBO specials, women walking around half naked. After 2 nights of no luck i do some research and find out that's not how it is. After research I had a good idea of where to...
Grew up in a small town. In high school I was on the football team, had friends, was a bigger guy, but not obese. i was naturally shy when it came to women so I was a virgin all through HS.Fall 2005 I move to a mid-size town for college. Still naturally shy when it came to women. All of freshman year I remained a virgin. Lame, I known. What kind of guy can't get laid in college.One night sophomore yr I decided it was time to lose the V-Card, and I decided it the only guaranteed way was with a...
THE PRESENT: "She is the queen of what?" Val asked. Tasmine looked just as surprised as Val and I did. Except for Atheria. She leaned back and looked puzzled, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "She is the Queen of the Dragons," Sheperd repeated. "No, she is not a true dragon, if that's what you're wondering." "Then how can she be a queen to you?" Tasmine asked, perplexed. "It is a long story," Sheperd told us, "and I was not there for it. Perhaps you could ask someone who was...
Jon Douglas had been married for almost twelve years. He was pretty happy; he had a decent job, enough money to support his wife, whom he loved. But their sex life wasn’t great.To be honest it had never been that good at the start of their relationship. She was a bit too timid, even shy. This was why he had, for the past four years or so, visited hookers on a fairly regular basis.He liked to act out his fantasies with a really filthy-minded woman, and this was the perfect way to do it. Around...
Cheatingthe first and the last time i ever picked up a hooker , if you know me you know i love panties and bras and underwear in general . i was driving through the what you call the redlight district of the east end of vancouver bc when i saw a few hookers . observing them i take notice of what they are dressed in more than what they look like . there was this one in particular i had noticed , she was a bit heavy set and had big boobs and a fat ass . in one of my times circling around i noticed she...
This story took a while and numerous rewrites to get where I wanted it to be. Yes, it is somewhat long, but I believe that it's a good demonstration of how a character can easily change without even noticing it him/herself. There was a lot of effort to build the characters in an easily accessible way. Let me know what you think. This story is inspired by the story Changes by Trick over at http://www.mcstories.com/ChangesTrick/ChangesTrick.html. Go ahead and read that story as well....
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
-------- Billiards and the Hooker --------I was sitting at the bar in a rock and roll club not far from the traffic circle just outside Fort Benning. I'd been there for a little while, sipping a beer. The band wasn't too bad, but the crowd was small, not much going on.A skinny little guy, younger than me, long hair, worn clothes, your generic weasel type, had come in and sat down at the bar a couple chairs down. When the bartender came to serve him, he ordered a draft beer and dragged out...
I decided to give selling my body as a street girl another go, Harry suggested an extra challenge to raise money for the homeless and to be fucked by a homeless guy (guys). Harry gets off on me sinking to a new low - whatever next (suggestions welcome)Friday evening, I had a couple of stiff drinks, to help me deal with other stiff things! Although my expensive lingerie had stood me out last time we thought it best to do the same rather than try and ape the other girls, although I started the...
The Walk after the Busted Date or My first Job as a Hooker -Part 2 Toot-toot! Crap that scared me! I wasn't expecting anyone to try to pick me up again. I thought it would have been a fluke. A one-off earlier with the kid and the handjob. Really? Again? I can't say that I'm not flattered. I was, really. Gathering my nerves before turning to see who my next suitor was, I slowly turned without my legs shaking so much this time. Whomever was in the car, they would see me as fairly...
So usual boring ass sunday night at work polishing glasses, smoking the occasional cigarette and serving the odd customer a simple drink....same shit different day...9 pm and i am dreading the next 5 hours of doing fuck all and waiting to go home plus....a bit of a hangover from saturday night shenanigans is not helping my cause....The minutes slowly tick by and usually when i am hungover i feel the need to a cuddle and sex more so than when i am sober....so as i am clock watching i am...
Even though Amiee is an absolute slut in bed, we have never brought anyone else in. She has always said "I am your slut and your slut only. You can do with me as you please and I will never say no." I always took this as noone else can fuck her. One night (while fucking her in the ass) I decided to bring up the possibility of having her fuck some other people. Aimee was on her hands and knees on the floor with me behind her ripping her ass the pieces. I grabbed a hand full of hair and...
By the time she was nineteen she thought it to be the easiest way to pay for her rent and other expenses. Now at 22 she was an experienced and in demand hooker. Sheila worked through an agent for some time. Her pimp was called Andre and he was a Latino. André would get her most of her customers though Sheila never had a tough time finding men eager to fuck her. Shortly though she fell out with Andre because of payments and told him she didn’t want to work with him. André was furious as...
That was the angriest I ever left my wife. She wanted to buy a $500 watch and she didn’t have any money in her bank account. She expected me to buy the watch for her. That’s why we have separate accounts. We each have our play money and I wasn’t going to use my money to buy her a watch. I did call her on the way to make up. I was on my way to a project about 2 hours outside town. I was going to be gone all week and I knew I would be missing her. I wouldn’t only be missing the sex...