Abby Davis and Madelyn Part 2
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Mera naam Sneha hai, aur main Mumbai ki rehne waali hu. Meri umar 37 saal hai, aur mein pichle 16 saal se shaadi-shuda hu. Mere pati ka naam Suraj hai, aur woh ek software company mein kaam karta hai. Mere aur mere pati ke beech mein pehle kaafi pyaar tha, lekin bacche hone ke baad ab woh baat rahi nahi. Hamari 15 saal ki beti hai, jiska naam hain Shannaya. Mein bohot hi strict sanskaar waale ghar mein born hui hu, pehle se mein bohot sanskaar waali rahi hu, kabhi galat kaam nahi kiya, lekin...
Daniel is one of my good friends and we were planning on hanging out. He informed me that his girlfriend, Madelyn would be at his house as well. I didn't mind it because I had know her since I was born. Madelyn was a short skinny girl who's in competition cheerleading. She was barely a B cup with a small but very cute bubble butt. Just by looking at her, you know any hole you put your dick in, it was going to be super tight. Daniel was your regular guy who I knew from past experience had a...
Hello to all iss readers. Yeh meri first story hai jo ek sachi ghatna hai. Mera naam Nupur hai or me Dehradun me parti hoo or mera fig 34-26-30 hai. Jab mere sath ye ghatna hui tab mein bas 18 saal ki thi or tab me college me parti thi or tab bhi mere boobs ache dikhte the or unka size 32 tha. Mein apko bta doo k mera rang gora h or hieght 5’6 hai. Jab ye ghatna hui tab me college apni college van se jaya karti thi or me hmesha van mein driver ki sath vali seat pe betha krti thi. Meri van ka...
This is a true sent by one of my very good net friend who became a friend through this site. This story is dedicated to her, her s*s and her mom who have been repeatedly fucked by their driver and his friend(s). We are 3 sisters-I'm the eldest, after me is my younger s*s who is 1 year younger, the youngest has been adopted by my mausa who has no c***d.He and mausi live about 80 kms away from us. Mausa has a small factory and mausi is housewife. They are very affectionate and love her very much....
Dear Readers, my admirers, and lovers, I’m back again with my new account and experience. I hope you remember my previous writing by the name of “Swiss Guy”. I was overwhelmed by the response and the likes that I received.If anyone one of you really want to appreciate then please send your erotic pictures especially of your beautiful cocks and if there is a lady then boobs.For those of you who have forgotten about me and don’t remember my previous posts/mails let me just once again describe...
Hi guys! This is Rakesh Raj aged 27 years who is working as a driver for the past 8 years in Mumbai. In this story, I am going to share my sexperience which has happened 5 years ago with my owner’s horny wife and it is still continuing. I started working as a driver when I was 21. I have worked as a driver for 3 years and I was jobless as the owner moved to the USA. For six months, I searched for another driver job and finally, I got one. Coming to the story, I work as a driver for a person who...
My name is Mahemood and I’m a driver for a rich family in Kolkata. I drive a beautiful Mercedes for a rich industrialist. He has a beautiful young wife. Minu Sharma. She is 26 years old beauty with massieve volupterous figures.She has one daughter of 6 years old. Minu is as beautiful as the Mercedes I drive, perfect round breasts like the headlights on the car. She must be more than d size cup, a bit thick body shaped like the car but not fat by any means, full lips, big appealing eyes for sure...
This is the continuation for my story please read the part I and II first:Madam Inturrupted me and said ‘stop! She then said in a low shy voice by looking down driver. I surrender to you driver please quench the thirst in my body that you have created please do whatever you want I’m your’s. I said ‘you bitch then why did you teas me all these days and showed all those dramas of a loyal housewife. I knew you were easy lay. Madam said no still today no one other than my husband has ever touched...
Helloo! How are you all? I want to thanks to the makers of ISS. This site is amazing. We can totally write what we feels on this site. I am very big fan of this site. I am regular reader and the stories written here makes me horny. So I am also sharing my experience with you all. Hope you will like it. This is my first story so please forgive me for my mistakes. Your suggestions are welcomed. You can contact me at Now coming to the story, this is a true incident which occurred in my life about...
Nimmi aur Raj nange hi ek dusre ke alingan mein so gaye. Raj ne aaj pehli baar choot ki chudayi ki thee aur Nimmi ne aaj tak bahut se lund liye thay lekin Raj ka lund anokha hi tha. Khas iss liye ki vo abhi bas 18 saal ka tha aur dusra ki vo usski saheli ka beta tha. Nimmi apni saheli ke Pati Ramesh se bhi chudwa chuki thee jab vo zinda tha. Baap ke baad bete se chudwane ki khushi alag hi thee. Nimmi aur Raj gehri need mein sote rahe. Jab subha Raj ki need khuli to apne pass Nimmi aunty ko...
Madeleine was working late with her new boss Deirdre. They’d been working late for two weeks trying to tidy the mess left by the previous manager. At last they’d cleared the backlog. Deirdre sighed, looked directly at Madeleine, and stretched up her arms – her large soft breasts pushed forward in her skintight jumper making it ride up to reveal a stretch of suntanned stomach. ‘I think this calls for a celebration.’ Madeleine was disturbed by the sinking feeling in...
After a long stressful day at work, Andy and Warren were winding down at Distiller's Microbrew & Tap. Each were on their second beer when Warren said, "Andy, did you read the news this morning?""Didn't have time. What, another story about the President's Tweets?""No, Andy, something worse.""Immigrants being deported?""Worse.""Well then, Warren, what in the hell is upsetting you so much?"The two men were talking sports, politics and women. Warren took a swig from his glass and said, "You're not...
CheatingMarch, 1920 Le Havre, France It was with a deep sense of melancholy that I stood along the rail at the stern of the ocean liner, watching the coast of France recede into the distance. I was going home, after seven years of service with the American Embassy in Paris, and while part of me was glad to be returning to America, a larger part of me knew I was leaving behind a large part of my life. It was a cold, blustery day on the cusp of spring, and I had my overcoat buttoned to the top to...
December, 1915 Paris, France Madeleine looked resplendent in her dark green dress, with the bright red corsage I had pinned on her breast. She looked very much in keeping with the holiday, which was the idea, since we were entering the ballroom at the Ritz Hotel, the same one where we had spent our wedding night, for the American Embassy’s annual Christmas banquet. Because the United States was still neutral in the Great War that was raging not far away, we were not under the same moral...
June, 1915 Paris, France ‘A toast! A toast to Robert,’ cried Sergei Hoffmann, over the din of well-wishers. ‘Hear, hear!’ was the response from several corners of the room. We were gathered in the private room of a well-known Paris restaurant for the traditional bachelor’s night, and the good food and copious amounts of spirits in all varieties had made for a memorable evening. Stories – many of them bawdy – had been told and conversation had been brisk. These were my friends, the people I...
there are 3 sisters- the eldest, the younger sis who is 1 year younger, the youngest has been adopted by my mausa who has no child. He and mausi live about 80 kms away from us. Mausa has a small factory and mausi is housewife. They are very affectionate and love her very much. She is very pampered. She is quite attached to both of us sisters. My daddy has an agency of a pharma company for the region and we are pretty well off. My father is of modern thinking and has given us all lots of...
CHAPTER 8 Paris, France March, 1918 I had been on furlough from my duties as an attache from the U.S. Embassy to Gen. Pershing’s headquarters, and Madeleine and I had finally reconnected after months of forced celibacy after her miscarriage and subsequent emergency hysterectomy. I had finally come to realize how close she had come to dying that day. Only a quick transfusion of blood helped her survive the surgery that saved her life, but deprived her of the ability to have any more...
June, 1917 Paris, France It was on a warm late spring morning that I arrived in my office to be greeted with a summons to the ambassador’s office. When I arrived, I stopped short, for Mr. Stark had a visitor, someone I knew well, and for whom I had decidedly mixed feelings. Gen. John James Pershing was seated in a chair across from the ambassador’s desk, and he rose when I entered the office. ‘Sergeant Guidry,’ he said as he offered his hand in greeting, using the rank to which I had risen...
Madeline in Oregon She hadn't seen her Aunt Margo in many years but she wasn't feeling guilty. Her family had made it clear. They did not agree with two women living together. The telephone call had to be dealt with immediately though. Margo was her mother's sister and had received the lion's share of the estate at the probate three years earlier. The call wasn't from her Aunt, rather from Margo's younger 'partner' Allen. Aunt Margo had been married but after nineteen years they had...
Paris, France February, 1915 It was cold, bitterly cold, as I turned up the collar of my overcoat and walked out of the embassy into the gathering gloom of the late afternoon. On impulse, I decided to turn down the little side street that was so familiar and visit Marcel’s again. I hadn’t been there since my return to France a few weeks earlier, and I found I missed it. So much had changed in Paris since those heady days of August, when the young Frenchmen had so eagerly sought out war. No...
Face Value by GENEVA Made Mademoiselle When the Emperor Napoleon had invaded Austria, just before his victory at Austerlitz, Jerome Meunier and I, Henri Cachin, were part of the French forces, in an infantry regiment. I suppose I should have been proud to do military service and serve under the greatest general that France had seen, but the soldier's life was not for me. As a street urchin in Bordeaux I had been involved in some petty theft from the shopkeepers, and as I grew older...
Author note: This is the first part of a tale that might or might not be continued. It is set some time in the mid 18th century (so not strictly Victorian, but that category seemed closest). Corsets and Cutlasses, Part I: Madeline and Elizabeth's Ocean Voyage. 1. Cabin transformation "Hold still silly," Elizabeth chided me, "this is tricky and I'll have your eye out if you move like that." She waved the dark kohl pencil threateningly. "But it wasn't me!" I protested...
September, 1916 Paris, France It was a Monday, when my life took a significant turn. I had completed my morning exercise at the embassy and had arrived in my office when I was summoned to Mr. Stark’s office for what was described as an urgent meeting. This in itself was not unusual, as I spent almost half my time in the ambassador’s company, discussing events, planning strategies or interpreting for him. But this time, I found him in the company of a high-ranking British general and the...
Author’s note: It has been nearly a year and a half since my last submission, and over these past few months of idleness, I’ve been searching for some idea, some story line that would challenge me, and get me excited about writing again. I have about a dozen stories that I’ve started, but never got fired up over, so they sit in a file somewhere and will likely never see the light of day. I kept coming back to this scenario, however, and each time I did, the more it intrigued me. With the...
Hi friends, mera naam neel h aur meri email id h , aur meri ye story meri ek friend ki h jo usne mujhe khud btayi….. Sidha story re aate h mera naam neha hai, main mere mama ke yha studies ke liye rhti hu aur ye tab ki baat h jab mama ne naya driver rakha tha , mama ke ghar main Mama, mami, aur unki ek beti hi thi jo ki meri hi tarah kafi sexy thi….chalo story continue krte hai main aur riya (mere mama ki beti) saath main via metro daily college jate the, uska station mere se phle aata tha aur...
Hi everyone! My name is Soumya; and today I am sharing my story with you all. I hope you all will like it. This story is true incident which happened in my life few days back. About myself, I am Soumya; 30 years old married lady. My husband name is Rohan, he is 32 years old, software engineer and works in an IT company. We have a daughter, Sanya, 3 years old. We live in Noida and are happily married since last 5 years. I am a teacher by profession and works in a nearby school. I am 5’5”; fair,...
This is the part II please read the part I first:Two days passed and madam did not face me or come out of her house on the third day. I took boss to office in the afternoon boss called me in his office and said that he had given madam a phone’s memory card,in which confidential documents of income tax and business were saved. Boss had forgotten to bring it in office and he needed it urgently then. So he said to me that to go to madam, in the house and ask for that chip and bring it fast in the...
After having a satisfying round of sex with my driver on that fateful day when I came back home, my looks were sufficient to raise some doubt in my sister-in-law’s mind and I could not have continued to have regular sex with driver as long as she was there. I thought about this and finally came to conclusion that she also has to join us. I knew that she was also sex starved due to her husband being too engaged in business. We used to watch porn sex video together at home during the day time...
My husband was an expert in bed. We would play games where he would blindfold me, and pleasure me in endless ways. Many times he would tie me to the bed, strip me naked, spank my arse tirelessly and fuck me until I gasped for air. It was a cold September morning and I had just finished breakfast when my phone rang. I quickly grabbed it, hoping it was about my job application for the accountant position. But it was my older sister Julie, who lived in Denver. She called to say her kids wanted to...
Sex With StrangerMadeline had gotten divorced three years ago and she hadn't been with a man since. She always told herself that she didn't need another man that her dildo worked just fine. She lied to herself on that subject. She really wanted to feel needed again. She wanted to feel attractive and sexy. She really wanted to feel a dick in her that was attached to a body. Most days she didn't think about it. Her three daughters lived with her still though they were all over twenty and work always got in the...
How did I let myself get talked into this? Here I was playing my 12 string Framus guitar at a nursing home so that my best friend could make points with his newest intended conquest. Her mother was holding the sheet music for me and since she was holding it just below her bust I was having trouble concentrating. That was SOME bust and the cleavage left me gasping. Trying to play music I was not used to was bad enough without the added distraction my music stand was giving me. If the songs...
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 would suggest you read the preceding 7 parts before this – it will help make sense of it. Once again, Jenkins provides her account. During the soiree that marked Madeleine’s ‘coming of age’ as it were, I felt proud to see her entertain her guest. She behaved with grace and charm such as one might expect of a lady of better birth or greater education. I confess freely that as I laced her into that corset it was my strongest desire to hold her to me and to claim that prize which I knew her...
I would suggest you read the preceding 7 parts before this - it will help make sense of it. Once again, Jenkins provides her account. During the soiree that marked Madeleine’s ‘coming of age’ as it were, I felt proud to see her entertain her guest. She behaved with grace and charm such as one might expect of a lady of better birth or greater education. I confess freely that as I laced her into that corset it was my strongest desire to hold her to me and to claim that prize which I knew her...
LesbianHi…..amar naam A, 24 bochor boyesh, motamuti bhaloi shashtho. Amar girlfriend er naam S, 20 bochor boyesh, 34-38-34, sexy figure. Forsha besh, dudh gulo toh aro forsha. Halka pinkish nipples, norom tultule. Ektu chushe kamralei laal hoye jay, toh bujhtei parchen kotota norom ar sensitive. Shob theke uttejonadayok byaparta hochche or nipples, ekdom hard ar boro…..jotoi chushi mon bhore na. Sexy komor, tight ass…ar laal bheja gud ta dekhlei amar 5.8inch bara lafye lafye othe. Or sex khub chorom...
The next morning I awoke late for breakfast because it was not a school day. Usually, my Grandmother rings a bell, and I am punished if I am not dressed, washed, and ready for breakfast. This morning I heard many bells jingling downstairs as I awoke and washed up in the washbasin. My mother was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor. She had a very sheer nightshirt that was as translucent as my own. It really didn’t matter because while she was on her hands and knees, I could see her...
Hello amar nam Amar bakhsi.Aamar boyosh 33 ami ekta private comapany te chakri kari General manager er poste. Aamar stri Shila boyosh 24 bochhor, Forsa rang bodbodo chokh duto, mukhe sab samai hasi,height 5’8″, Bhison sundari aar sexy ekebare nikhut body. Rasta diye jakhan hate takhan loke ghure ghure takai tar jouvane bhara shorirer dike.Amader Company r chairman Mr. Khanna age prayee 55 er kachha kachhi, Khub sunder atheletic body, byayam kore khub bhalo swastho aar lamba choura figure ek...
*This story with pics. "Screwdrivers and a little 9 ball" https://forum.xnxx.com/threads/screwdrivers-and-a-little-9-ball.522876/ "Screwdrivers and a little 9 ball" Hello I'm Tara, First I'm going to tell you a little bit about myself in case you haven't read any of my stories before and also to help you understand the story a little...
Here is my experienne with my maid servant aunty aged 50 yrs. I am a Software developer working in a software company at Trivandrum.When I was at the age of 25 my mother was sick ( pressure, Asthama etc. etc ).I alone have to take care of my mother since my brother was in Kuwait. So I planned to employ a old lady to take care my mother’s health and treatment.Finally I got one maid servant name RemaDevi aged 50.She had 3 daughters , 2 of them got married.All the expennses incured for the...
Made Madeleine A terrible storm, refuge in an unfamiliar house. Some doors just aren't meant to be opened, some paths never tread. Every new space has its consequences... It had been almost clich? when the great double doors of the mansion yawned open after I rang the doorbell, lightning flashing ominously. True, from the outside it didn't look like anyone who lived here was at home, but I at least expected to be greeted by a snobby butler or a portly maid. When I was ushered in by a...
Series 3, Episode 3: Madeline So far in this series we’ve had a skinny emo teenager with big boobs, and a slightly overstuffed punky blonde ... We’re due a good looking lady – and here she is... We focus on a married couple walking hand-in-hand along the Albert Dock in Liverpool. She’s short and very pretty without being stunning. The kind of lady who looks good in the street but would disappear if you stood her next to a model. Her long and thick reddish brown hair hangs way below her...
So a short time later i put on my Guy Fawkes mask, which wasn't really anywhere near being original but had to do for now. I set up my cam to show my masked face and upper body. I wasn't one of those guys which showed them self jerking right in the beginning. In my experience most hot girls just clicked that away and those who stayed watching were easy ones - no fun without challenge. I started the recording of my chat and began connecting to random partners. The first one was a bored...
Mein 37 year ki housewife hu or Bhopal me rheti hu. Aise to hamari family me mere saas, sasur, mere pati or mera beta rhete hai but kuch time se mere pati ka transfer Mumbai ho gaya. Aur ab wo month me 1 ya 2 bar he ghar aa pate hai. Jab wo yaha the to hamari family ekdum complete or happy thi. But unke jane ke baad mujhe akela pan lagne laga. Mein jab bhe naha kar taiyar hoti to sochne lagti ki mein kis ke lie taiyar ho rhi hu, jabki koi mujhe dekhne wala he nahi hai. Sharu me to ye duri video...
** another one of my favourites enjoyDriver and meBy: ISS Hi I am Esha, 29 years old and this story is when i was working for Pakistan International Airlines about a year ago. I am a fairly attractive lady, about 5 4 in height, fairish complexion and long black hair though the one feature of me that attracts the most attention is my 34D bust. For a girl my size they look pretty big on me, and so I always have Pilots and passengers hitting on me the first chance they get. When we get off flights...
By : My name is Vicky and I have a gorgeous mom, at 45, she still has the body for which any one could die for. Beautiful perky 36C breasts, and with the right dress and makeup she could easily pass for a girls 10 years younger. I knew many people who lusted after her. My father who was 10yrs older than her could barely keep up. I have had many of my friends trying to steal a glance of her while she was in the shower. And being the horny bastard that I am, I was no exception. She could give a...
I’m traveling to my Maher (mom’s place) I was having fantasizes about my driver. My name is Reshma and I am a Marathi married woman of 24 years age. My husband belonged to a wealthy family but he was not interested in sex since he was a closet gay. We had a terrible fight about it a day before and I was going to my mother’s place to cool off. My family driver was driving me back. His name is Raja and he is a huge man about 185 cms tall with huge forearms and thighs the size of an oak beam. He...
As I was sitting on the backseat of my new Verna car, I had noticed that the driver was muttering under his breath all the time while I was in the car. His name is Rashid and he is a tall muscular path an who looked he could kill you with his bare hands. His body had a strange smell that I did not like but he was a good driver. That day we were travelling to Chakan a village near Pune when finally I asked him,” What are you talking to yourself Rashid?” He calmly replied,” I am imagining how...
You may care to read the first part of this story before embarking on this episode. It will explain the context. The following morning as instructed I found myself in Mistress Pickles’s bedchamber. ‘Jenkins reports that you learn well and quickly. I knew you would. Come, girl, undress and show me what you have learned at her hands. I hastily removed my attire but slowed when she told me to take more time and to give her the pleasure of a slow revelation of my body. She had me stand quite naked...
You may care to read the first part of this story before embarking on this episode. It will explain the context. The following morning as instructed I found myself in Mistress Pickles’s bedchamber. 'Jenkins reports that you learn well and quickly. I knew you would. Come, girl, undress and show me what you have learned at her hands. I hastily removed my attire but slowed when she told me to take more time and to give her the pleasure of a slow revelation of my body. She had me stand quite naked...
LesbianI recently returned from a 2 week holiday in Madeira and had to write down a toe curlingly sexy experience that I had. I am 40 and have always loved older women. Madeira is the ideal holiday destination to see refined, well dressed English ladies over 60. My family spent most of the days out and about so I had the opportunity to lie on a lounger round one of the pools in my hotel (next to Reids) to catch the sun and the eye of a few ladies.On the day in question I founder a lounger in a shaded...
Delivering pizza is a job you can make a living from... if you have room mates, and as long as the tips hold out. You need to have a beater that you can repair yourself that also gets decent mileage. It can't be too nice looking and the side that faces the customer's house or apartment has to show that. Some people won't tip if your car looks too nice.The evenings are the best shifts because they are the busiest times and tips are generally bigger due to the bigger orders. Late night orders...
Hi this is Raman. I have posted a few porn stories on indiansexstories2.net and now this is my first post at this site. Hope you enjoy this story. Please send your comments at Krishna Ki Shadi “Shadi sampan hui! Ab tum pati patni ho chukey ho!” Panditji ne kaha aur main apni patni ko lekar mandir se bahar chala gaya. Meri patni Meera meri adhiyapika reh chuki thee. Meera Srivastav mujhe Hindi padhati thee aur hamare college ke hostel mein rehti thee. Koi nahin keh sakta tha ki Meera meri patni...
Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to die for. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her daughter and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that's the story. It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can't make up its mind whether it...
I had known Emily for years we had gone to college together a long long time ago and we were both in our 40's now. Although we had never had a relationship, over the years become very good fuck buddies. Sometimes when we were single and sometimes when one or both of us were in a relationship. We had kept this secret from everyone we knew, so all our partners friends and family just thought we were close friends.Emily and I had the same adventurous and curious nature about sex and most of our...
With resolve in my heart and mind, I quickened my pace, ready to prepare my dungeon once more. Tonight would be delicious, yet simple, so long as my plaything was obedient. I got to work as soon as I brushed the last grains of sand from the arch of my foot and crossed the threshold to my domain. ------ Hours later, I surveyed my work: The St. Andrew's cross had been coarsly sanded, the leather shackles inspected and oiled to retain their suppleness. Long ago, I'd attached the whole cross...
Supergirl - PainslutBy Greg All comments are welcome at [email protected] kicked Supergirl, causing another cry coming from her mouth, as she fell down on the floor with her hands tied behind her back with shining, green cuffs. Her costume was tattered in many parts, she was also barefoot. Her blonde hair was in mess. Her left eye had dark mark around, her nose was probably broken and blood still trailed from the corners of her mouth. "Move over, slut", said villain, kicking her one more...
At 7 of the evening on the day after my encounter with Mistress Pickles in her bedchamber, Jenkins came to my room and entered, as always, without knocking. I was wearing the new silk underwear I had been given. It was diaphanous and felt delicious against my skin. I was freshly bathed and my hair was pinned. I was rolling a stocking up my right leg as she entered and I looked up at her. ‘Continue.’ I ribboned the top of the stocking above my knee and then stood. I took a corset from my table...
‘Your guest left a small present for you, my dear.’ This was Mistress Pickles speaking when later we met, I having been summonsed to her sitting room. Jenkins stood as silent as the grave in her habitual corner of the room. I was dressed and hair pinned and presentable. She handed me an envelope which I opened to find a sum of money the like of which I had never seen before. ‘You have clearly made an impression, Madeleine. You will give the money to me and I will ensure that it is placed safely...