Paula s Story
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Bus RideI backed away from the dining room table, my cock shriving as it glistened with our mixed cum. My wife was breathing hard from her climax and did not move for a few minutes.“That was the hottest sex we have had in years,” I said as I patted her bare ass, her skirt still pushed up around her waist.“Oh, you got that right. I just don’t know what got into me.” Paula commented, her tits wobbling on her chest as she continued to breathe heavily still laying on her back, legs up, and feet on...
Some weeks ago, Paula, my best friend, and I had unexpectedly ended up having sex, a consequence of a couple of drinks, but also a dream. Some months ago, I had written to Paula telling her I had dreamed about her. In my dream, I had sex with her and another girl. Our lives at that moment were a mess, especially in sentimental terms, so I guess that idea stuck in our minds. So, when I saw her again, she said she wanted us to have a threesome. But first, of course, we had to have a taste of each...
ThreesomesI had just finished talking with the contractor and his five man crew, they were installing a mini Japanese garden in my back yard, and I was just closing the patio door when the doorbell rang. Wondering who it could possibly be I headed to the front door. When I opened the door I was greeted with a very pleasant surprise. There before me was Paula. She was nude, shaved, standing with her feet shoulder width apart, her head bowed, and holding a leash out to me that was attached to a collar...
by Diomedes “Forty, and for an extra ten you can fuck my little ass as well”, Paula gave a giggle and smiled up at the man. She was nineteen but looked younger, much younger, and she played on it, her short hair, small bust and the way she dressed all served to make her look more like a sixteen-year old schoolgirl. The man nodded in agreement and handed over the notes as she took his hand to lead him to the alleyway. Something looked familiar about him, but then again all suckers...
When I arrived back at the hotel Paula was sitting at the table in one of the hotel bathrobes brushing her wet hair. When she saw me enter the suite she stood up and removed the robe thinking that that was the way I preferred her. I smiled to myself as I ask her if she had order breakfast yet. She hadn’t so I ordered something for her from room service as I knew she was going to have a very busy day today. When room service arrived with her food the porter could not take his eyes off of...
Paula and Joanne Suggest previous Chapters are read first Chapter 3 - The week-end, Friday night part 2 As we stood in the mall, the other girls ribbing me about Matt being my new boyfriend, Mrs Emery's mobile phone rings. At the end of the call, she explains that it was her work & she needs to go into her office immediately for about an hour. Julia tells her not to worry about us, we can catch the bus home. She starts reluctantly but all bar Paula & I chip in saying we...
I lay naked in bed on my stomach with hands rubbing my back and moving across my naked little butt. I love the feeling of someone touching my ass. Nick’s hands moved in all the right ways. He moved down my thighs while Meredith massaged my back and shoulders. I sighed as their hands caressed my skin, moving slowly across every inch of my naked young flesh. Nick’s hands carefully inched up between my thighs. My feet were crossed as I usually do when I’m lying in bed. His hands moving up toward...
Reluctance© 2003 (... another non-fiction turn on "tail" at SINdora's request!) SINdora's first adventure into the realm of sharing erotic memories and deeds was a success for both of us. This you know if you have read "More SIN' for you". It proved that we could trust each other not to flip out with anger or jealousy at hearing of the other's past personal sexual events. (Neither had to fear or resent the other's prior history or current intents.) It was becoming obvious that our...
From Laredo we took a plane to Louisville, Ky. Paula laid her seat back and went to sleep almost as soon as the plane left the ground. I let her sleep knowing she was going to again be in for a very long night. She was dressed in heels and a blue business suit that had a very short skirt. After the seat belt sign was turned off and people started getting up and moving around the cabin I noticed guys were sneaking looks at Paula while she slept. Her short skirt was giving them fits as they were...
Paula and Joanne Chapter 1 - Caught red-handed As many times before, I went around my friends Paul's house on the home from school. We had the house to ourselves and were up in Paul's room looking at a girlie magazine we had acquired. The model we were looking at was wearing black lacy undies and Paul said "Julia has some lingerie similar to those, do you want to see it, John?" Julia was Paul's sister, at sixteen a year older than both of us, and she was a real looker and, unknown...
I lay naked in bed on my stomach with hands rubbing my back and moving across my naked little butt. I love the feeling of someone touching my ass. Nick’s hands moved in all the right ways. He moved down my thighs while Meredith massaged my back and shoulders. I sighed as their hands caressed my skin, moving slowly across every inch of my naked young flesh. Nick’s hands carefully inched up between my thighs. My feet were crossed as I usually do when I’m lying in bed. His hands moving up toward...
Chapter Three Saturday most of the day was spent shopping on the Mexican side of the border until around six p.m. when we returned to the hotel and had a lite meal at a nearby outside cafe. At 8 I had Paula dressed in a skin tight black dress that barely covered her ass cheeks. We then took a cab back across the border to a place known as Boy’s Town. It looks like an old fort except the gate is guarded by Mexican police and once inside there is nothing but bedrooms and bars. This is what is...
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Paula and I have been married for fifteen years now and it's been a good marriage. We have two great kids and we have a great family life. We are active in the community and the church and are fairly well known in our town. Paula is a beautiful woman who looks more like a twenty-year-old model than the thirty-six year old housewife that she is. She turns male heads wherever she goes and I long ago got used to it. For the last ten years our sex life has been good, if somewhat routine and...
It’s been months since I've seen my Scottish playmate. I had the best time with her when I spent two weeks in Scotland. She showed me as much as she could when I was there. It was wonderful. I miss her and I’m ready to see what else we can get into. This time we've agreed to both travel. We've each been to our home countries and now want to go on holiday together. We talk endlessly where we want to go. She suggests a place called Maldives, but I never even heard of it, let alone know where it...
LesbianI changed how I masturbated around the same time that Tina became obsessed with Mark, her soccer boy. All that extra time on my hands meant my hands were always busy. I masturbated so often that regular rubbing and fingering had become boring. I tried everything I could find in my bedroom. The round handle of my curling brush made a nice smooth early dildo for my teenage pussy. Inserting it inside was, um, interesting but not the most comfortable for holding or for fucking and made me loose the...
LesbianI found her in the arrivals area. A handheld black board stated: "RUSS""What are you doing with that sign, sweetheart?"She was giggling."I was waiting for you, Russ.""Come, girl."Paula handed the board back to the limo driver she'd borrowed it from and shifted into my arms."You came to see me, Russ." Her whisper."Yes, baby. I came to see our girl."~~~She quickly melded back into my arms as we drove thru the streets."I couldn't wait to see you, Russ."I laughed softly as we...
TruePaula knew they needed to rest and ignored the desire to roll on top of him and start where they left off. Instead she quietly rolled out of bed and slipped back into her bedroom where her husband was sound asleep. She went into the ensuite bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She looked good at 57 and as she glanced over her naked body she looked down to see her shaved pussy still showing its evidence from last night. She smiled beaming from ear to ear. Paula knew she had...
Tina was abso-fuckin-lutely just chipper after her deflowering. Her and Mark were like sickening examples of love and joy. I had been moved to the side car of Tina’s life. It sucked.“Why so glum, chum?” Ian said coming up to my table.“You are such a fucking dork.” I said.“Dork? Man, you must be out of it if that’s the best come back you have.” Ian said. He sat down and slipped a CD across the table at me. “What’s this?” I asked.“It’s a CD full of old-school Goth music. Try it, you’ll like...
First TimeFive years ago, I was going through a hard moment in my life. I had cheated on my wife, and things were not well at home. I felt I wanted to be free, and I was considering getting divorced. One day, my best friend Paula called me. At that moment she was living in Germany with her girlfriend, Hannah. Paula is bisexual, but she has had more experience with girls than with guys. I answered my phone, and Paula told me she didn’t feel well. She had met a Czech girl in a congress in Amsterdam, and...
TrueShe moaned and moved softly. I placed my hands on her beautiful round boobs. Her movement was rhythmic and after some minutes she began moving faster, kind of jumping on top of me, while I held onto her tits. Five years ago, I was going through a hard moment in my life. I had cheated on my wife and things were not well at home. I felt I wanted to be free and I was considering getting divorced. One day, my best friend Paula called me. At that moment she was living in Germany with her girlfriend...
FriendPaula and Joanne Chapter 2 - The week-end, Friday night part 1 After the first night as Paula and Joanne, the rest of the week at school seems to take forever to pass. I wear Mrs Emery's lacy black knickers on the day we don't have gym or sports. Paul is also wearing girls panties that day, a pair that Julia has given him. Eventually Friday evening arrives and after dropping off my school stuff at home, I pop round to Karen and Tina's as arranged. Only Tina, who is still in her...
Meredith wrapped her lips around Nick’s cock and bobbed her head downward until she strained and her eyes watered. God, I couldn’t do that! I couldn’t even get my mouth around that cock, it was HUGE! Meredith obviously loved big cocks because she gobbled at Nick’s like it was Thanksgiving turkey. I hugged the towel around me and pulled my legs up to my chest tightly. I felt small and out of place. Watching them from my window was hugely different from actually being here in front of...
LesbianIntro: Paula Wize was a good girl. She got good grade in school and was among the top students in her class. She had even advanced to the point that despite her age of fifteen, she was a junior in high school. She made extra money by both babysitting and tutoring other students. Almost all of the students she tutored improved by a letter grade if not more, even those in the senior class. It was partly because of her intelligence and partly the fact that she was at least two years younger than...
I think it was a fleeting smell that transported me away from Ian. He lay over me working his cock inside me like a slow lazy jack hammer. I barely felt the smooth and nauseatingly predictable in-out movement but I caught a sugary sweet smell. It was that chemical sweet smell of blue razzberry Icee that transported me back in time. I felt my body rocking slowly, Ian grunting and sweating on me. In my mind I was with Tina at the Handee Hugos down from her house. She had been swimming with her...
LesbianI fought my way through the halls trying to make my way to Tina’s locker. I felt someone pinch my ass and I’m ready to give the son-of-a-bitch a once over. It’s Ian. “You fag!” I chide.“You skank!” He said.Ian grabbed his books heaving them up so I can see his black painted nails. We talk a bit and then I tell him I want to find Tina. He wishes me good luck knowing all the shit we’ve been going through. I trust Ian. He’s a good guy.“Paula!” Tina said when she saw me coming down the hall. I...
First TimePAULA NEEDS MORE By DBarclay © I woke up early that Saturday morning around 6am. Our move to Australia was virtually all organized! I had a job arranged, the house sold. I just have some odd and end to sort this weekend before we moved to a hotel before flying out. Alan and Kate were going to visit the family for a couple of days while I finished off some work in the house and a friend party to go to in the evening. As I lay there thinking of all the things I had to do, I started to feel horny...
I’m in the airport waiting for her. Oh, how I've been waiting to see her. I've known her for only a few short months and just online, but finally we’re going to meet. We met on Lush, in one of the chat rooms. Since then we've been flirting and hitting it off for a while, and wanted to finally take it to the next level. Her name is Paula and she’s Scottish. She’s a wee bit younger than me, but that doesn't bother either of us. She’s coming all the way to America, just to meet me. She’s never...
LesbianI first met Sarah in a thrift shop about two years ago. I had noticed a beautiful dress in the window and decided to go inside and see what else they had on sale. I went over to a rail that had some skirts hanging and examined them. Two in particular stood out and I took them of the rail. From the sizes on the labels I knew that they would fit and I was sure that they would look good on me. Trying them on was not an option or so I though because at the time I was still living as my male...
PAULA NEEDS MORE By DBarclay © I woke up early that Saturday morning around 6am. Our move to Australia was virtually all organized! I had a job arranged, the house sold. I just have some odd and end to sort this weekend before we moved to a hotel before flying out. Alan and Kate were going to visit the family for a couple of days while I finished off some work in the house and a friend party to go to in the evening. As I lay there thinking of all the things I had to do, I started to feel horny...
Group SexI haven’t been able to keep my Scottish playmate out of my mind since I saw her last. It’s been a few months since she came to see me. It was everything I wanted and more. Though we still talk online, and tease each other greatly, it’s not the same. I’m about to surprise her. She doesn't know I booked a ticket and have come to Scotland to see her. I’m in my hotel that I booked for just the night, and plan on showing up at her place in a few hours. We've talked about meeting again, but we...
LesbianPaula by Callie Messenger I met Laura at breakfast in the guesthouse. The landlady introduced us, but no more was said. That evening, I greeted her as she came into the lounge. She sat next to me and we began to talk about our days. We decided on an evening meal together, and then ended up staying in the pub until closing time. When we got back she came to my room, and we slept together. When we got up she told me that her husband's farm needed a few extra...
I found her in the arrivals area. A handheld black board stated: “RUSS!” “What are you doing with that sign, sweetheart?” She was giggling. “I was waiting for you, Russ.” “Come, girl.” Paula handed the board back to the limo driver she’d borrowed it from and shifted into my arms. “You came to see me, Russ.” Her whisper. “Yes, baby. I came to see our girl.” She quickly melded back into my arms as we drove thru the streets. “I couldn’t wait to see you, Russ.” I laughed softly as we...
My job takes me to many places, always encountering new people and places. My opportunities for a sex fling are few and far between. I am a 37 year old guy with some strong sexual desires. I usually cum at least once a day, whether it be self-pleasure or sex with my wife. I am always looking at women around the workplaces that I go to, fantasizing about some, dismissing most as untouchable or undesirable. Last week blew my mind, and realized a major fantasy. Working in Minnesota in the...
EroticHet verhaal dat volgt is van A tot Z verzonnen en de personen waarover het gaat bestaan dus niet in werkelijkheid. Dit verhaal en het verhaal over Eric, de detective, zijn lange tijd geleden geschreven en zijn dus mijn eerste verhalen. Zelf vind ik ze niet denderend. Maar goed, oordeel zelf maar. Men heeft geschreven dat mijn verhalen wel iets harder mogen zijn. Ook dit is iets harder. Ik heb nog wel ergens een hard verhaal, maar de meesten zijn in de loop der jaren softer geworden....
Tanya, the equestrian rider ???????????????????????????????????????????????? Paula, the equestrian rider ??? I had arrived to this small swedish town to take care of my saw-mill business. I had been a C.E.O to this german company for seven years which had been a quite an accomplishment considering my 37 years of age. I had rented a brand new Saab 9-5 from Stockholm and now I had driven nearly 300 kilometres north-west of swedish capitol. This particular town was populated not much...
Introduction: Paula thought it was just another holiday but with Ernie away she was surprised at her response to another man Paula had come back to the room, as the heat was getting to her a bit and Ernie wanted to go and look at the Castle. She said she would have a lie down to cool off for the evening. She was not sure if she had dropped off but was disturbed by a knock at the door, assuming that it was Ernie she got off the bed and crossed the room she only had her bra and panties on. She...
I’m in the airport waiting for her. Oh, how I’ve been waiting to see her. I’ve known her for only a few short months and just online, but finally we’re going to meet. We met on Lush, in one of the chat rooms. Since then we’ve been flirting and hitting it off for a while, and wanted to finally take it to the next level. Her name is Paula and she’s Scottish. She’s a wee bit younger than me, but that doesn’t bother either of us. She’s coming all the way to America, just to meet me. She’s never...
I fought my way through the halls trying to make my way to Tina’s locker. I felt someone pinch my ass and I’m ready to give the son-of-a-bitch a once over. It’s Ian. “You fag!” I chide. “You skank!” He said. Ian grabbed his books heaving them up so I can see his black painted nails. We talk a bit and then I tell him I want to find Tina. He wishes me good luck knowing all the shit we’ve been going through. I trust Ian. He’s a good guy. “Paula!” Tina said when she saw me coming down the hall. I...
I crawled across the floor, moving toward Gitana. Her legs were propped up on both sides of the chair, and her hand was down inside her tights. I could see her fingers moving slowly around her clit. I crawled up between her legs, and she slowly took her hand out of her tights and held it out to me. She smiled seductively, her dark lips spreading wider in an almost evil line and she said, ‘Do you want to taste?’ I’m not sure if I surprised her when I said, ‘Yes.’ I took her hand in mine, and I...
Meredith wrapped her lips around Nick’s cock and bobbed her head downward until she strained and her eyes watered. God, I couldn’t do that! I couldn’t even get my mouth around that cock, it was HUGE! Meredith obviously loved big cocks because she gobbled at Nick’s like it was Thanksgiving turkey. I hugged the towel around me and pulled my legs up to my chest tightly. I felt small and out of place. Watching them from my window was hugely different from actually being here in front of...
I received the first assignment from my Boss about two weeks later. His contractor from Istanbul was coming. Ibn Mustafa Halid. I remembered this name because it was also a test for me if I would meet the expectations of my boss. At the beginning I had to get him accommodation in Victoria. I went this morning before noon. The receptionist, who remembered me as a whore in tight sweaters, miniskirts and stilts, looked at me in surprise. This time I was dressed in a light blouse, gray skirt over...
I crawled across the floor, moving toward Gitana. Her legs were propped up on both sides of the chair, and her hand was down inside her tights. I could see her fingers moving slowly around her clit. I crawled up between her legs, and she slowly took her hand out of her tights and held it out to me. She smiled seductively, her dark lips spreading wider in an almost evil line and she said, "Do you want to taste?" I'm not sure if I surprised her when I said, "Yes." I took her hand in mine, and I...
LesbianWeddings are strange events as they bring together groups of people who have little or nothing in common with each other to celebrate the joining together of a couple that even some of the guests may barely know. I have been to the weddings of cousins who I last met before puberty, where it has been so long since we last met that we didn't recognise each other. Similarly there are the work colleagues; these can be just as bad. A collection of people who only have work as a link, that's a...
It’s been months since I’ve seen my Scottish playmate. I had the best time with her when I spent two weeks in Scotland. She showed me as much as she could when I was there. It was wonderful. I miss her and I’m ready to see what else we can get into. This time we’ve agreed to both travel. We’ve each been to our home countries and now want to go on holiday together. We talk endlessly where we want to go. She suggests a place called Maldives, but I never even heard of it, let alone know where it...
I changed how I masturbated around the same time that Tina became obsessed with Mark, her soccer boy. All that extra time on my hands meant my hands were always busy. I masturbated so often that regular rubbing and fingering had become boring. I tried everything I could find in my bedroom. The round handle of my curling brush made a nice smooth early dildo for my teenage pussy. Inserting it inside was, um, interesting but not the most comfortable for holding or for fucking and made me loose the...
Tina was abso-fuckin-lutely just chipper after her deflowering. Her and Mark were like sickening examples of love and joy. I had been moved to the side car of Tina’s life. It sucked. “Why so glum, chum?” Ian said coming up to my table. “You are such a fucking dork.” I said. “Dork? Man, you must be out of it if that’s the best come back you have.” Ian said. He sat down and slipped a CD across the table at me. “What’s this?” I asked. “It’s a CD full of old-school Goth music. Try it, you’ll like...
I haven’t been able to keep my Scottish playmate out of my mind since I saw her last. It’s been a few months since she came to see me. It was everything I wanted and more. Though we still talk online, and tease each other greatly, it’s not the same. I’m about to surprise her. She doesn’t know I booked a ticket and have come to Scotland to see her. I’m in my hotel that I booked for just the night, and plan on showing up at her place in a few hours. We’ve talked about meeting again, but we...
Pubic hair, I’m not sure why we really have pubic hair. Why do we? I vaguely remember the little twisted dark growths of beginning puberty. A few strands around my otherwise naked little puss that soon sprouted into little tufts. Two little patches of thin hair that I played with as my experience with masturbation grew and matured. Then suddenly, FUMPT, a full patch of hair. “Shave it?” Tina asked. “Yeah, I don’t like it.” I said. “You are crazy, it’s going to grow back all funny.” “No it’s...
For as long as I can remember I’ve been in love with Tina. Of course I didn’t always know her, wasn’t always friends with her. I bounced around when I was really young with a few foster families, spent a little time in a home with Nuns. But that time of my life is like a blur now. I don’t really remember much of it other than people always feeling sorry for me. I never wanted anyone to feel sorry for me. Tina was different. I met her at a church function when we were both just girls really,...
I think it was a fleeting smell that transported me away from Ian. He lay over me working his cock inside me like a slow lazy jack hammer. I barely felt the smooth and nauseatingly predictable in-out movement but I caught a sugary sweet smell. It was that chemical sweet smell of blue razzberry Icee that transported me back in time. I felt my body rocking slowly, Ian grunting and sweating on me. In my mind I was with Tina at the Handee Hugos down from her house. She had been swimming with her...
A year ago I had to go to Paris for a few days. I took advantage of this to visit my friend, from my youth, whom I had not seen since the 90s of the last century, and who was my younger colleague at the Warsaw gang boss called Twardy. Joasia did not work at Twardy's companies, but she was one of his whores who, like me, at the beginning earned on the comfortable life of our boss by selling their bodies to foreigners in Warsaw hotels.At the time I am writing I was 21 years old but Asia was only...
During the martial law in Poland in 1982y. I was active in the opposition. I was a SGH student so that I could contact many people and I didn't have many regular duties. I distributed paper, I was a courier, sometimes I also hid absent activists.One dark winter afternoon, when I left the house, two men approached me. They IDed themselves - SB and they told you to come with us. Strongly tense I went to the car standing next to it. We traveled several minutes until we stopped at the Mostowski...
"Kristy, honey, could you get the Peterson file for me?" Daddy asked, looking up from his desk."Sure," I grumbled. I hated working for my dad at the kennel. All my friends gotto run around after school. My dad, on the other hand, thought this would be apositive experience for me, and insisted that I spend some hours after school and on the weekends working in the family business. I figure he also had a secondary motive. Puberty was beginning to influence my eight teen year old body, so my pert...
"Kristy, honey, could you get the Peterson file for me?" Daddy asked, looking up from his desk."Sure," I grumbled. I hated working for my dad at the kennel. All my friends got to run around after school. My dad, on the other hand, thought this would be a positive experience for me, and insisted that I spend some hours after school and on the weekends working in the family business. I figure he also had a secondary motive. Puberty was beginning to influence my eight teen year old body, so my...
By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 OFFICER BROWN This whole thing started when we moved from our home in Boston, so Tim could take a job with Atlanta PD. Tim had been unhappy with the Boston force for several years and one day a longtime friend of his gave him a head’s up about a position on Atlanta’s elite K-9 unit, called the ‘Wolf Pack’. The Wolf Pack had national attention as one of the premier K-9 teams. There is usually 13 team members each with their own German Shepard. Unfortunately,...
When we arrived at Evan's place, it took several trips to haul everything to my room. Noelle helped me unpack, talking casually about the shopping and how much fun it had been. Once everything was hung and organized, she went back to her own place to get ready for the party that night. Before she left, I apologized. "Noelle, I'm sorry about today. I didn't mean to pry into your head that way. I can't control it. I'm so sorry I made you remember that day and made you sad." She looked...
CHAPTER 1 - DESIRES EXPOSED We were driving home from another stupid client entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye candy on my husband's arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in Psychology at State before being wooed and wedded by advertising guru Paul James. Paul was a master at selling. I swear--Paul could sell shit to hog farmers who usually had more shit than they could ever possibly use. I sat back in the thick luxurious seat of Paul's Mercedes CLS 550. ...