Watching Mrs Jones
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To give you a little background on me, I would have to say that I do not judge. I am here to give pleasure and help women achieve their ultimate fantasies - no matter how kinky or deviant they might be. I get off on helping women get off. I hope you enjoy exploring your deepest, darkest fantasies. That is the short note that I left for Aunt Val before heading out to work. I was still a bit weak from showing Aunt Val a taste of what she could expect. Today we had to finish up a job over at the...
IncestI grew up in Gold street, a nice neighbourhood in a nice part of a town, and for many years we lived next to the Jones.Mr Jones was a big guy in construction, he did a lot of work around the town, built a lot of new buildings and was always fairly busy, Mrs Jones however was always at home, she was a trophy wife, a hot blonde thirty something with an all over tan and what looked like a pretty impressive cleavage that was always fighting to get out of her top.When I reached my later teens I soon...
I can't remember her name. She was just Mrs Jones. Her son; Mike and I were fond of motorbikes. He had a Honda XL 75; a 4 stroke trail bike with no muffler, so for a small bike,it made a lot of noise. It had problems. It would hardly ever start. We had to push start it pretty much every time. After that, it ran like a dream.We decided to strip down the carburetor. Mike's dad had a big garage and loads of tools, so I went over one day to start on the business. Mike wasn't home. I knocked at the...
My mind raced with the memory of my mom fingering herself by the stairs.I looked over at Karen, her cum-covered face smiling at me, and ran my hand up her leg. I pushed one leg to the floor and lifted her other up on top of the couch, spreading them wide, and put my finger on her wide-open pussy. She giggled as I ran my fingers through the light curls of brown hair that surrounded her pussy. I stuck it between the big, pouty lips and ran it the length of her slit. Her freshly fucked snatch was...
IncestMy mind raced with the memory of my mom fingering herself by the stairs.I looked over at Karen, her cum-covered face smiling at me, and ran my hand up her leg. I pushed one leg to the floor and lifted her other up on top of the couch, spreading them wide, and put my finger on her wide-open pussy. She giggled as I ran my fingers through the light curls of brown hair that surrounded her pussy. I stuck it between the big, pouty lips and ran it the length of her slit. Her freshly fucked snatch was...
IncestBev Genes is a pompom girl at West Bell High School. she is two weeks from 18yrs. and in between boys. Going home after a long day on the field she hears moaning and groaning as she opens the door to her house. On the floor is her 42yrs. mom and Kat her mothers new friend. Her mom has her legs spared wide while Kat pile drives her with a huge strap-on both women into it so much they don't notice Bev till after her mother has a orgasm and easies down. Then Bev is sitting there wide eyed and...
It was the first time I’d done this so I was beyond nervous, but also really excited. I had fantasised about it for years and decided that now was the time. I put a personal ad online, I was very descriptive about who and what I wanted, just writing the ad was thrilling, as I imagined someone horny as hell reading it and knowing that I was the one they needed.So, there I was at a swanky hotel bar ready to fulfil my fantasy. I’d spent ages deciding what to wear, I needed to come across as...
ThreesomesThis story is fictional and based on a penthouse forum letter I read from my dad's stash when I was a horny teen.It was the end of school and as usual we were all hanging out at Vicky Jones's place. They had a big house with a nice inground pool. I was 18, just finished high school, and in pretty good shape from working on a farm, trying to hide my constant hardon in my swim shorts with all the girls in their bikinis and hard bodies. It was heaven and hell all at once. We were all laughing and...
Me and Mrs. Jones--- Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones---we got a thing---goin on. Well, actually it was Mrs. Clark. She lived over on the west side, in a semi uppety neighborhood. Mark had called and asked if I would like to come with him to clean her pool—said he would throw me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a while while we were there. I said ya, sounded great. We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs. Clark wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, so...
Jock Tales Me and Mrs. Jones---Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones---we got a thing---goin on. Well, actually it was Mrs. Clark. She lived over on the west side, in a semi uppety neighborhood. Mark had called and asked if I would like to come with him to clean her pool—said he would throw me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a while while we were there. I said ya, sounded great. We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs. Clark wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, so...
Mr. Jones has lived next door to my mom and I for a couple of years now and we have become good friends with him. Mom is always complaining to him what a bad girl I am and how I need someone to teach me a lesson. I never quite understand what she means by this, she is always saying to me that if I was Mr. Jones daughter he would know how to deal with me. She will even say that when I am standing right next to him and he just looks at me and grins. I like Mr. Jones, he is a good looking strong...
I'd like to tell you all about an amazing stay in hotel I had a couple of weeks ago.I was away with work up near Inverness, I had to spend the night, so I booked myself into a B&B. It was run by a couple and they were very nice. It was around 10pm when I arrived and as I went to go to my room and noticed they had a small bar. I went to the room, dropped my bags off and went back down stairs for a quick drink before bed.The couple were in their 50's and they guy served me at the bar. His...
Well what a day it had been, I had driven us back down and we where on the ferry home to the island, Mrs Smith had not had much chance to talk to me on my own, but hear on the ferry she made her move. As she Followed me to the out side deck I didn’t know how she was going to react so was a bit nervous as she looked at me and then said, “ So you like to fuck mature married Ladies then?” To which I replyed honestly, “ YES!” “I adore Married Ladies and after you friends Husband upset her, I just...
Chapter 1 "Man, he is so hot!" 16 year old Jessie whispered to her best friend, Sara. They sat beside each other in Algebra I. "I know..." Sara replied. The person they were referring to was their 23 year old teacher, Mr. Jones. Jessie had thought he was fine since the first day of class, and every day, she found it so hard to concentrate because of the day dreams she had about her and Mr. Jones. And boy, were they wild ones! After class, Mr. Jones asked Jessie to stay after...
It was a warm and sticky August night. There was just enough light for Jason to see his watch. He saw thatit was after 10:00 PM as he sat there in the darkness waiting for the lovers to come. He knew they would come. He had no doubt about that. He had planned everything too perfectly and he was sure that nothing could possibly go wrong. He would be hiding out on the balcony when they returned and here he had a perfect hiding place to view the action. But yet, something was bothering him....
So I’m sure we all had a teacher we had a crush on in school, well mine was my second grade teacher. I assure you that this has nothing to do with c***d porn I’m not a sick fucker like that.Like I said my 2nd grade teacher was fuckin’ hot; she always dressed conservative not showing much but she had a nice pair of perky tits and a nice round ass, shoulder length brown hair and she was always done up with makeup.So years down the road I was at the bar having a few after I watched the Miami Heat...
*All black characters; dont like it dont read.... get the fuck off my story.Standing at the average height of 5'6" with sandy brown hair cut pixie style and gray eyes Victoria was a knockout. Victoria had moved to a new town and was headed to school, new school new life. Victoria, or Vic for short enjoyed all types of activities. This is where the story begins...As the class re-entered the locker room to shower after gym for the day the girls began to talk. 'So Victoria- sorry, Vic, are you...
Chapter one Just ask me nicely To Ms. Jones' annoyance, Vito raised his hand when she asked the class if anyone had forgotten their gym strip. "Again, Vito?" The rest of the class snickered. Red faced, Vito nodded as big blond Trent Larson acted the spaz, flopping his muscular arm over his desk, provoking hooting from his cronies. "Quiet!" Ms. Jones, in six-inch heels, clacked over to Trent's desk, a ruler in her hand. Trent continued thumping his arm and making...
Well, I wonder what Mr. Jones has in store for me today. It has to be my pussy, because he has put his monster 15 inch cock in my mouth and a-s hole, and that’s all that is left If you haven’t read about my earlier adventures, go back and start with Me and Mr. Jones, so you will have all the background. I went upstairs, and knocked on the door, and he opened it buck naked, with his big old dick sticking straight out. I just smiled and said looks like you are ready for action. Did you start...
Cast: Jan, Paul, Peter, Penny, Mrs Haig. The new teacher arrived in town and her name is Miss Jan Jones. She is a very conservative person, age 28. Usually dresses in white underwear, white blouse, Grey skirt around the knees, and a cardigan for school. She does this to cover her figure of 36dd, 22, 30. Because of old school teasing, she tries to hide her body from others. She had been in the three teacher school for the term and was happy her first term was finalised. Two weeks...
Me and Mr. Jones“Hey great game guys—gotta jet” “What's up Dillon—gotta hot date”? “Ya, I think so” “No shower ? Hope she likes funk” ! “ya, me too”I grabbed my duffel bag from my locker, and quickly ran out the shower house. We had a good game that night, and I was pretty excited. Even at 10:00 at night, it's was pretty fuckin hot in East Texas—about 80. I was sweatin like a pig, and damm near smelled like one. I hopped in the GTO with Mark Mattox. Catching me right after the game he said he...
Note: Completely fictional, like all of my stories.My name’s Melissa, and I have a problem. I’ve known Ms. Jones for years, her daughter Vicki is my best friend. Ms. Jones lives alone, she’s single, and she kept the large house from the divorce. Vicki was about to go to Europe for grad school, and she invited me over for a sleepover, a throwback from our grade school days. When I was 19, Vicki invited me over for after she had a bad break-up. I left to use the restroom down the hall, and I was...
Whatever Happened to Summer Jones? By Callie Messenger The call came in from a French woman. I could tell by the accent. She sounded pleasant, but she was an odd combination of angry and sad. Her story was common in that her husband had committed adultery. It was uncommon in that she had not heard from him since. As there was the matter of the possessions, money and insurances she needed to find him. She wanted to talk to him too. I put straight on that. Leopards don't change...
It was a Sunday morning and Nicola and Ghasaan were on a visit to Gwenllian when they were passing a local park and something caught Nicola’s attention. “Stop the car here,” she ordered. The puzzled chauffeur obeyed immediately. For a moment Nicola stared out of the window and observed the youths who were about Ghasaan’s age clearly being coached in the game of rugby. “Come with me, Ghasaan,” she said as she opened the door and got out. A puzzled Ghasaan followed his mother, as did an...
“Hey great game guys—gotta jet” “What's up Dillon—gotta hot date”? “Ya, I think so” “No shower ? Hope she likes funk” ! “ya, me too” I grabbed my duffel bag from my locker, and quickly ran out the shower house. We had a good game that night, and I was pretty excited. Even at 10:00 at night, it's was pretty fuckin hot in East Texas—about 80. I was sweatin like a pig, and damm near smelled like one. I hopped in the GTO with Mark Mattox. Catching me right after the game he said he had a...
My name is Bill and my wife is Abby. We both are twenty-six. We’ve been married for four years.It was another one of those hot, humid Southern summer nights. As I looked through the viewfinder of the video camera Abby was even hotter. Before today she had never met Alvin C. Jones. I had not seen the man known as Bull Jones for nearly four years.The video camera was recording Abby’s legs flailing in the air as my former Navy shipmate’s massive cock relentlessly plunged in and out of her like a...
CHAPTER 1 Born pretty and improving like a ripening peach, Satin Jones wandered along Main Street in despair. She had $1791.67 to her name and $1327.00, her one-third share of the month’s rent of, was due next Tuesday. Should Satin fail to stump up with her share of the rent, her two roommates would surely ask her to pay what she could and then leave so they could replace her. Three years ago Satin, daughter of a dressmaker mother and shoe store manager father, had left home when her parents...
Note: I love comments letting me know what people think about my stories, it's the only way that I can improve if I know what needs some work so please don't be shy and let me know what you think! "Great, just fucking great," I mutter as I lean backwards against my door and look around my sterile white studio apartment. I just got home from work where they told me they were laying me off for a month possibly even more. Not enough work right now, it's the slow part of the year for us,...
1 - Visiting Grandpa Jones 2 - The Secret of Life 3 - The Secret of Death 1 - Visiting Grandpa Jones "Hi, Grandpa," Brie called in greeting as she pushed her way into the hospital room. Ben Jones looked up at the movement he caught out of the corner of his eye, and smiled. Brie was the youngest of three grandchildren, and the only one he seemed to have a connection with. She had turned eighteen the month before, and was looking forward to her high-school graduation in a few short...
DaneJones! The formula for good pornography is actually pretty simple: put at least one hot girl on camera and get her to do sex stuff. There are infinite variations on the theme, with most producers stacking their productions with more sexy sluts getting stuffed with a bunch of big cocks. Porn director Dane Jones certainly does that, but also includes heavy doses of elements not found in every airtight orgy video: passion, chemistry, and genuine intimacy.Who says romance is dead? Certainly not...
Premium Porn For Women SitesI READ through all of Bradford Gold’s letters from England to his wife in America that late afternoon and evening. They covered a period of about 17 months, about 72 weeks in all, and there were 59 letters, all of them were either two or four pages long, but mostly they said little or nothing. There was certainly nothing of any meaning that threw light on why he would consider deserting from his commitments to the Military. He carefully avoided mentioning any airfields or even what counties...
Nurse Smith and Nurse Jones By Ricky I've always had a thing for uniforms; maybe that's why I married a nurse. That starched white uniform really turns me on, and her long legs in white stockings are enough to get me hot and bothered at a moment's notice. The only problem is she is working nights in a small nursing home and our schedules make time in bed a hard thing to come by. But night shift does have it's advantages at times. There have been a few mornings when I have...
The following is a pure work of fiction presented by the author for the enjoyment of readers who are interested in a genre based on TG/SciFi. I need to acknowledge the generous and talented editorial contribution of one of my oldest friends, Lisa Funke, for whom I have the highest respect and love. She's probably has the best eye for spelling and punctuation of anyone I've ever known. Preface: A long time ago I read a sci-fi short story based on this theme and found it to be a...
My name is Bill and my wife is Abby. We both are twenty-six. We’ve been married for four years. It was another one of those hot, humid Southern summer nights. As I looked through the viewfinder of the video camera Abby was even hotter. Before today she had never met Alvin C. Jones. I had not seen the man known as Bull Jones for nearly four years. The video camera was recording Abby’s legs flailing in the air as my former Navy shipmate’s massive cock relentlessly plunged in and out of her like a...
Interracial“Daddy!” Bonnie cried and gave me this terrified look. Oh shit! I pulled out of Bonnie’s cunt and stood up. I turned around and faced a well-dressed middle aged dude whose face was progressively turning darker shades of red. He kept looking at first my face and then my dick. I knew I was in trouble but he could see I was wearing a condom. I figured that might count in my favor since I was fucking his daughter in a responsible manner, right? Apparently not. He rushed up and slapped me...
Introduction: A cheating wife story I met this cute girl while I was out cruising Saturday night and we sort of clicked so she invited me back to her house. Actually, it looked like a small mansion. Her name was Bonnie. Bonnie said her parents werent due home until late. We started kissing and necking for a while. So anyway, one thing led to another. We threw off all our clothes and started fucking. Everything was going along fine and dandy. I heard Bonnie gasp while we were doing the old in...
It was an early morning call to the police by a middle aged woman walking her dog that first alerted the authorities about the young woman discovered unconscious on the park bench. On arrival, the police thought that this woman was a sex worker, a prostitute, mainly because of the clothing that she wore. The young woman was found wearing a red transparent blouse, which did little to hide her massive breasts which struggled to be contained in the black bra which she was wearing. The...
The least fun part about being an agent out here in Hollywood is having to do damage control when some sort of bad press happens to one of your clients. They say that any news is good news, but I have to disagree. Sometimes a celebrity can do something so stupid that it damages their career for the rest of their life. That is of course, if you let it happen. I was faced with one of those situations now and my mind was racing as I tried to grasp what to do. Sitting in front of me in tears was...
1. The land between the rivers, in Southern Illinois, it’s called Little Egypt. There are coal mines, corn fields and enumerable small towns, that you don’t know about unless you’re from there. A little bit north of there is the land between the Mississippi and Illinois Rivers, it’s called the Kingdom. Trenton was right on the Illinois River, with the river on one side and the bluffs, or small hills on the other. The high school in Trenton was back away from the water and was situated right...
Chapter Sevenby Buck JonesZack Arranges a Group EncounterI told Gramp what I wanted. I wanted a controlled ****. I want to be tied up to a tree and guys and then maybe some girls come along… and they use my holes. The guys double fuck me… I could be d**gged or something. I just want to give up control to get what I want. I want sexual excess and sexual exhaustion. I don’t want to bleed or anything, but I wantto be lost in what’s happening. I want every action, every slap, every whack to work me...
Jackson Jones' alarm woke him up with a start. He reached over and pushed the button to turn off the alarm. Sitting up he scrubbed at his face, the stubble on his chin scratching his hands.As he sat he remembered the events of the night before after he was heading back from his friends house after playing games all evening as turned to take a short cut through the park he saw a alien creature running towards him with four or five men running after that said creature a few minutes behind. The...
Mind Control"No mom! You can not do this to me!" I could not believe it. Mom just told me that I will be spending most of my summer babysitting granpa Jones. Here I am in my middle teen years, middle of puberty and discovering boys and wondering about sex and now I am going to spend most of my summer on a farm in the middle of no where with a man who can not take care of his self nor hardly talk for that matter. We got out there and mom and my aunt stayed several days showing me the ropes of everything...
I was surprised. Rangers were supposed to be bullet proof; first sergeant had told me so in training camp. So there I was with a bullet lodged near my heart and a shard of shrapnel buried in my ass. What a wonderful way to get a ticket home—not. That I'd made a herculean effort to fall on the nurse and shield her from the incoming even while she was prepping me to get the bullet removed from my chest didn't make me feel any better, her body did feel good under me. Laying there on top of her...
It had been six months since I'd moved in next door to an amazing lady. She was in her early to mid sixties, had a vibrant warm personality, and immediately befriended me showing genuine concern after my divorce. Madeline and I became good friends. I very often stopped by after work to check on her, see how she was doing, and generally on the weekends, did a few odd jobs for her. Having Madeline as a friend, someone to talk to, made the days easier to deal with and not quite so lonely. She...
I met this cute girl while I was out cruising Saturday night and we sort of clicked so she invited me back to her house. Actually, it looked like a small mansion. Her name was Bonnie. Bonnie said her parents weren't due home until late. We started kissing and necking for a while. So anyway, one thing led to another. We threw off all our clothes and started fucking. Everything was going along fine and dandy. I heard Bonnie gasp while we were doing the old in and out and I thought the bitch had...
I picked her up and put her on the table. Her robe came open and I could see her tits. I reached up and squeezed them and began to rub her nipples. "No! No! Please Toby, you can't do this. Steve is your friend and my husband. Please don't do this." Her mouth was saying no, but her body was saying yes. I saw the wetness forming on her white panties. I stood between her spread legs and began rubbing her pussy with two fingers. This incident took place over a year ago. I'll tell you a...
CHAPTER 9 SUZANNE'S PHOTO SESSION After returning from the outing Suzanne was ready for the photo shoot. Mrs. McGregor said, "I think first we should do a series of poses with him completely naked. Suzanne, strip." She removed her clothing. "Now stand with your elbows in, hands out and up." "Now clasp you hands behind your back." "Now stand on tiptoe. Turn. On tiptoe again. Margaret, her ass looks very nice when she does that, doesn't it?" Mrs. McGregor...
“Tell Angela I’ll be down in a few minutes!” my mother shouted down the stairs.“She’ll be down in a few minutes,” I said. Mrs Hotter, who was standing right next to me, smiled, no doubt at the absurdity of me repeating what she’d just heard.I was more nervous about being alone with Mrs Hotter now than I had been when we were still rutting like animals. Normally when she came round to discuss Hydrangeas or mulch or some such thing with my mother, I kept out of the way, yet here I was all alone...
MILFMRSGRAVESBy: counterparts199; part 1?What?s up, Mister Askins?? I asked the barber. He was sweeping the winter dirt off of the shop porch.?Looks like you could still use a sit, Joe,? he teased back. To Mister Askins I seemed a deserter, my hair having grown a little since the better economic conditions of fall.?Hi there, Mrs. Graves,? I said after walking on a piece, and past the town?s cornerstone plantation house. She didn?t answer. Mrs. Graves was pruning her roses because she?d grumped...
(I was forced to help the girls' injured coach)Mrs. Pierce was a real piece of work. That's all there was to it. She was the girls' softball coach and the reason they had been the most winning team in county history but that didn't change the fact that she was a real bitch. All the girls hated Mrs. Pierce, partly because of her nasty temper but mostly because of her cutting, condescending remarks but each member of the team played their very best to avoid becoming the target of her ridicule.The...
Mrs Denver stood up, hands on her hips, looked cross, was very cross, and shouted, “Mrs Howe, that was extremely dangerous and could have hurt young Emma. I’ll need to deal with you.” The afternoon had been going well. Parents and students were using the swimming pool. The swimming competition had been exciting. Now, about thirty parents and students were relaxing in the pool, some swimming lengths but most just were standing in the water and chatting to friends. Then came the incident. The one...
SpankingThings took longer than I hoped, but not nearly as long as I feared. On the odd occasion when I chanced to be alone, briefly, with Mrs Hotter she would tease me in some way. A flash of stocking top, letting me have a quick feel of a boob, even whispering something salacious in my ear, like how she couldn’t wait to feel my cock spurt inside her again. In my youthful impatience, weeks felt like years. When she came round to the house, my mother was always there, and I couldn’t really go round to...
MILFElizabeth stood quietly in Mrs Denver’s Study with her dress tucked in above her waist, her knickers off, her Brazilian cut showing. The 36-year-old watched Emma, her 17-year-old-daughter, turn and pick up her knickers. She cringed when she saw the twelve wicked red lines across her bottom. She watched her daughter ease her knickers back on over those weals and it brought back memories of those times she was caned when at school. She heard Emma gasp as she let go of the elastic of her...
Spankingmrs watson gets a text#all the cameras are up mrs watson#good boy come round when your housemates are home and we'll check the views togetherjustin arrives at mrs watsons later in the evening strips then knocks on the door'come in' mrs watson opens the door lets justin in'was it fun positioning the cameras?''uh yes mrs watson''did your tiny cock get excited ?''yes mrs watson it did''but you didn't touch it ?''no mrs watson''good boy , would you like me to touch it as a reward for being a good...
Upon Mrs. T requestI read her this story as she stroked my cockshe did not let any leak out her sexy red lipsI love to shop. It always better to go shopping with someone else. There is nothing more fun then going shopping with Mrs. T. We always seem to have fun. On some occasion we have a little too much fun. I usually buy her what ever she wants. On most shopping trips she buys everything with her husband credit card or cash. She likes to make a game out of shopping sometimes. She likes to...
FOREWORDYeah, bored this Sunday. Felt like writing something nasty which features my personal fave of a mature blonde lady with big boobs and a dirty mouth; one who looks and sounds like butter wouldn’t melt. Then, when the heat takes her she de-cloaks into the Super Cougar and gets her claws into some young male meat.The poor boy.But he does well in the end. *wink*. There’s a twist in the tale.I hope you enjoy the scene, which is largely unedited so there are likely to be errors and/or typos...
Part 1 Sally Denver , the 45-year-old Headmistress, was in her Study when the buzzer sounded. She looked at her watch. It was 2.30 pm so they were right on time. Sally pressed the button of the intercom. “Yes?” she asked sternly. Her Secretary, 25 year old Charlotte , replied, “ Mrs Carson and Emma are both here, Mrs Denver.” “Send them in please,” Mrs Denver ordered in her strict tone of voice that students knew to fear. Mrs Denver watched sombrely as 36-year-old Mrs Elizabeth Carson and...
SpankingMrs Collins brought Ellie home from camp knowing she had promised Mrs Howard she would give her 16 year old daughter a really hard spanking. “Put all your clothes in the linen basket Ellie, and then come straight to my bedroom” she instructed her daughter. Ellie knew her Mother had threatened to spank her and fully expected to have her knickers taken down and make the trip across the maternal lap, but it was her Mother of course, not Mrs Howard. A few spanks and it would be over. She...