Tommy and Bobbie
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BOBBIE Oh Lord, here he is, drunk, falling down drunk, Anna thought. She heard her husband of thirty years come home in his usual state. He spend all his days in the pool hall and his evenings at Maloney's Bar. The fact that he could afford it was not the point. Ever since they won the lottery and he gave up working he spend his days drinking. Half past seven and he could barely walk. He started early. She had attempted to get him help but he was not interested. His...
It was Saturday night. I was ready to make the bar scene, and meet the girl of my dreams. Well, maybe just the girl of my desires. Or even any girl willing to make out with me for a while. There wasn’t much happening in small-town Iowa these days, and I’d already met every girl within fifty miles. If I got really lucky, there’d be someone new, or at least someone who’d give me a second chance. Otherwise, it’d be Ms. Hand again tonight…It was just after nine o’clock. The band sounded good, and...
Gay MaleBobbie By Alyssa Davis I wound my way around to the back door and let myself in to Aunt Mary's house, something I have done routinely for years. Usually I just came over to visit, since I was very close to my aunt. She was like a second mother to me, only I was more comfortable talking to her...to confide in her. She never had children of her own and now, she was a widow. So she considered me like her own son. And as such I did many chores for her. Now that school was out for the...
I met her in my office. She was assigned to one of the other consultants I share space with, and there was something about the way she moved that caught my eye. She seemed confident, and roamed the office at will. Normally, a new assistant will spend most of her time at her desk, and will only speak to a consultant if spoken to. Not her. She would captivate groups of us at once, telling us flirtatious stories, flashing her playful baby blues at us all. Bobbie was small. I figured her for four...
It was a Friday afternoon on an autumn day in the early 1980s. Bobby was home from school awaiting his mother's arrival, which typically occurred in the late afternoon after dropping off his older sister at dance class. During the interval, he normally played outside with his friends, hung out at a friend's house, read a book, watched television, played Ms. Pacman, Centipede or pinball at the local arcade, or any number of activities typical of an early middle school student of that...
Now, a year later, they were still together, but things had taken a turn for the worst financially when Jennifer lost her job because of cut backs. They couldn’t afford the apartment that they were living in downtown, so they needed a roommate. His younger brother Bobby was looking for a place to stay and Tobey decided what the hell, he should help a brother out, right? Tobey was a bit nervous about his brother moving in with them because over the years his brother had always been...
Hey Bobby! ? by: Mary Beth Sanford Fact from Fiction: When I was still slightly confused over this fetish I have I chanced a couple of sessions with a therapist. My attempt then was to rid myself of such things. Meanwhile I was still doing what I did and obviously liking it. Of course I'd heard of dominates and those few professionals that babied but never dared visit one. After all, I was trying to rid myself of such things. Until of course I did dare and did visit one....
Over the next few days, Bobby and his mother settled into a routine. Every morning she would wake him for his shower, and he would feign sleep for as long as he could so he could view her magnificent hanging breasts as they swayed in her neglige. Bobby came to realise that her nightwear must have been bought for her by his dad as all her outfits were silky and featured low necklines that showed off as much of her breasts as possible. Today's outfit was red and lacy and hung particularly low at...
The title of this story isn't really accurate as I wasn't fucking Uncle Bobby see Uncle Bobby was fucking me! He wasn't really my uncle he was just my mother's boyfriend but he lived with us so it was kind of like he was my Dad I really like him a lot he gave me lots of attention and took me places and gave me money for doing chores for him he really was a good guy! He had a boat and it was a nice one too he kept it docked at the Marina and one weekend he asked me if I wanted to go fishing...
This story is copyrighted. Please contact [email protected] prior to use. Thank you. Part 1 Chapter 1 I knew it would be tough to be married to a wrestler, what with the hectic schedules and the traveling and all. But I never knew it would be anything like this. Who could have even imagined? My opportunity to marry Mary the Mauler came through one of those mailings where I could win a jackpot. I always fill those things out. I actually won a TV once. This advertisement and...
Boston with its many old neighborhoods is as varied as its people. In the older seedier parts of town many people live and carry on in a world much different from the clinically clean and proper suburbs. On some streets there are rows and rows of the monotonous dark brick two, three, five or six story apartment buildings many exactly like the one next to it and just like the ones across the street. Other streets, while somewhat rundown, have a funky array of different buildings each one a...
In the year 2003, I was then 41, as usual I have to find another maid servant, because my wife is a service holder and without housemaid it was impossible to carry out her duty. Suddenly my previous housemaid left my house for seeing her ailing mother and didn’t come back. After a lot of hard work at last I could manage a girl about 12-13 years (Dhaka dwellers better know, how precious the maid servant here). Her name was Bobita but we called her by Bobby. She was a cheer girl with smiling face...
In the bed, the tell-tale noise roused Beth from her slumber. She held her breath, nerves attuned with tingling energy. A prolonged moment passed. Slowly the door eased partially open, accompanied by the brush of wood against the carpet. She strained her ears, senses on edge as she attempted to pierce the hallway gloom. The hint of a shadowy figure wavered just beyond the door. Her heart pounding with adrenaline, Beth continued to feign sleep, not wanting to spook her stalking secret...
Nellie’s bracelets rattled as she wrapped her fingers around Bobby’s cock and began jerking him off. His pants were around his ankles. His legs were between hers—him standing up, her sitting on the sofa. She ran her red fingernails across the skin of his butt cheeks. She pinched them and fondled them. And then she wound her hand back and hit him with a loud spank.“Aw, fuck,” he groaned.“You wanna peek at me in the bedroom, you little creep?” the older woman said.“No, no, no,” said the...
MILFJUSTICE FOR BOBBY By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2019 Warning: Horror. Author's Note: To the credit of its author, one story on FM disturbed me to the conclusion that, in order to sleep better at night, I needed to write a moral counterpoint to it. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely...
I lived off campus in a three bedroom apartment with two other guys, both sophomores. There was Paul, my roommate from last year when we lived in a dorm and Mike, a friend of Paul’s, who was the funniest guy I have ever known. Ol’ Big Mike, as we affectionately called him, was a jolly hunk of a man, standing 6’4’’ and topping the scales at around 300 pounds. Now he wasn’t all fat, but he did maintain a certain jiggle to his walk. Mike was nothing like Paul and I, physically. Paul was...
Chapter Two.At breakfast the next morning, Dexter is still here. I slink in not wanting to meet their eyes, his eyes. Last night, I let this man touch my breasts. Okay, I let his sweaty beer bottle touch and massage my breasts. This middle-aged man saw me naked, well, saw my best assets naked. Other than a hard-on pushing against my ass, this resulted in my mother getting the pounding of her life. Without the beer and the feeling of power from last night, I am ashamed and humiliated. ...
ReluctanceHi I am 38 years of age,180 lbs, 5" 9 with a solid seven inches of sweet fuck muscle when fully erected.I love sex and I am open to explore all my fantasies and pleasures. My story begins with me coming home from my last day of work and into my 21 days long awaited vacation.I am a hard worker and have not had a proper vacation in years.My last day of work was a Thursday and my wife told me she had a surprise for me when I get home. I love surprises and cold not wait.At dinner my wife...
bobbi by dvs For a few seconds, James just stood there looking at bobbi. I’m sure he was soaking it all in. I know I would have. The image of a naked woman, bound and helpless, and that look on her face as she said those words. What man could resist? Not me. James’ face began to glow with desire. I could see those wheels of lust churning in his head as he looked down at her. I’ll say one thing for that slut. She knew how to get what she wanted. She knew the walk and the talk. That wasn’t the...
It began with a cold wet April late night knock on my door. Bedraggled, wet, and wretched, clutching a small satchel, Bobby stood at my door. “I’ve been kicked out; can I come in?” Of course I let him in. He was a young man, whom I had tutored before his university admission tests. Bright, articulate, personable, but he did lack focus. Decades younger than I, I was never tempted by him, although there was no doubt he was attractive. He just seemed too young, although he was legally an adult. He...
Bobbi - New Girl in Town(TV, Transsexual, Prostitution, Gay & lesbian sex, Anal, Oral)[Note: the original author of these stories prefers to remainanonymous]Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a...
Bobby Stevens flew down the Hemsedal mountain side, his skis gliding over the powdery snow. The sky was a brilliant blue and the air was fresh in his face. Somewhere far away he could faintly hear someone calling his name but he paid it no attention. Ahead trees loomed but he confidently navigated the slope changing direction effortlessly with a shift of his weight from side to side, the voice in the distance grew louder and seemed strangely familiar. Bobby was picking up speed now as the...
Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a female, and couldpass anywhere. I complimented "her" on it, and "she" said, "You coulddo just as well, you know." I was flattered, but not as sure as shewas. "Come...
If you have just started reading I’m Z. I post in an online directory under the “personal service WSM” heading. That heading is code for women (read: hookers) seeking men. The online site forwards messages. Many messages are vile. I laugh and delete them. Example: “Repent Sinner or suffer for eternity in Hell. Jesus loves you.” I get at least one of those a week. Oh wait, here is something interesting. The message reads: From Bobby14: Dinner for two. You pick the place. We talk while eating....
I had my "secrets" we all have them. I guess on the one hand we are terrified we will be discovered but on the other, there is that little part of us that wants to be discovered. At least that's the way it was for me. Meeting Ms. Anders changed all that. Somehow, from that first meeting, she could see all the way through me. She could see that dark secret that I always thought was safely hidden away.I should start at the beginning and maybe this will all make a little more sense. My names...
This story deals with sexually explicit material. If it offends or your not 18 or older do go any further. BOB BECOMES BOBBI by TIFFANY [email protected] I was just turning 10 years old the summer I met Marshall. I lived in a small rural town and keeping busy during the summer vacation was always a problem. That's why when Marshall a 14 years old and his 12 year old sister came to visit there Grandparents who lived just up the street it was an opportunity to escape some...
"Who's your friend," Jake asked while discarding two of his cards and asking the dealer for two more!?! "Uh, this is Bobby Reynolds, my best friend from high school" Peter replied, "he's just here for the weekend!!!" The five boys playing poker in Jake's dorm room all nodded their hellos to the slightly built young man before returning to their game! Peter and Bobby sat down in the corner to watch, but before they were even settled in their seats Jake piped up, "You know the rules, Pete, anyone...
GayNow that I am 30 and happily married to you Rick, I now have the confidence to tell u how I lost my virginity. It all started in a small town called Lake Forest in Ohio. . . I was 16 and I was still living with my fucking parents! Ive already told you about 10 times how big of assholes they are! Well enough about them, to earn some money for a car or a new handbag I baby sat. Amazingly I was the only baby sitter for a 3 block radius, so almost every night I was baby sitting babies...
I was just turning 10 years old the summer I met Marshall. I lived in asmall rural town and keeping busy during the summer vacation was always aproblem. That's why when Marshall a 14 years old and his 12 year oldsister came to visit there Grandparents who lived just up the street it wasan opportunity to escape some of the boredom. Marshall and his sister,Jennifer, were from the big city. To them we were all hicks.Marshall was quick to start up an association with me only because I...
Hi i am santosh, i was 21 & just appeared my final graduations exams & was Waiting for my results. Which was in the first week of aug till then i was Biding my time with share mkt earning adequate with my friends dad firm. I am going to narrate my real sex experience with rathibhabhi 28years of age she Was married early at 17 ( i love to call her bobby it excites me more ), & Having a daughter named dimpy,she lives in with her husband and her in laws in An apartment above my college friend on...
IncestBobby was daydreaming again about being the captain of the starship Enterprise, practicing interstellar diplomacy and defending the Federation against the collective Borg menace. In reality, he was sitting in his cubicle gazing into an ancient 3277 TSO terminal waiting for the billing system to complete its daily cycle. Transmission glitches had plagued the SNA network all day, and JES was bottlenecked with batch jobs waiting to run on the mainframe. Now that it was 6:15 on a Friday night,...
This chapter written by my brother Ric Join the Army – See the World – Meet Interesting People – And Kill Them! This story is not about world politics, governmental policies, religious hatred or anything like that. The heading is merely to explain why Dad is thousands of miles from home, meeting interesting people and trying to kill them. And why I'm the only one left in the house available to put my lips on Mom's clit and suck it until she screams and screams and screams. Let me set...
This weekend has been the best ever, Bobby and I had spent it fucking in every corner in my house, cuddling up next to him every night felt so natural like I’ve been doing it all my life. I walked into the bathroom and sat at the edge of the tub watching him in the shower; his body all lathered up was just literally porn“No free show babe, how are you paying ma’am” He said“How would you like to be paid” I said walking towards him“I think we can figure something out” He said pulling me inside...
I met this guy Richard about 5 months ago through a friend of mine. I was working 2 jobs at the time and needed a little pick me up from time to time and well, he was the guy to go to for it. He was a great connect in more ways then one really. He was cheap and well, there was a reason for working 2 jobs so I needed cheap. He was not your normal connect in that he was no gang banger, shit head. He was a pretty cool down to earth guy who had a family of his own. And finally he lived just a few...
My name is Bobbi. Men seem to find my 5′ frame topped with long red hair quite attractive and I get my fair share of looks and propositions from men, none of which I am interested in pursuing. I was a bit wild during my high school and college years, but my husband Joe is quite conservative and at 28, I am satisfied to share a quiet conservative life with him. Joe and I live in a large apartment complex while we save for a down payment on our first house. We pretty much keep to ourselves and...
Due to a severe winter storm my wife and I were trapped at our friends house for several days last winter. We all got along well and enjoyed each other's company but this was the first time we had spent time together this closely. After putting our k**s to bed each night we would sit around and play board games while having a few drinks and chatting about all sorts of things.The atmosphere was very close and friendly by the third night and after a few too many drinks my wife Sarah went down...
The holidays suck man; they suck big time. Everything bad that has ever happened to me has happened during the period that stretches from Thanksgiving to New Years. It started when I was fourteen. The family was going to Hawaii the week after Thanksgiving for a two-week stay. God, but was I ever up for it. Two weeks on sunny beaches that would be wall to wall with gorgeous babes in bikinis. A true masturbator's paradise, except that I didn't go. Two days before we were scheduled to leave I...
“Those cucumbers are huge! – What high school dude would have a cock that big?” Bob asked. “Um…. Like most of us! – Your dick doesn’t get that big when it’s fully hard dude?” I said. “Uh no it doesn’t. – Are you serious? – Yours gets that fat when you’re hard?” Bob said nervously. “Hell no! – I was just fucking with you man! – You should see the look on your face. – If I really had a cock that big, do you think I’d be here at the game with you’re dumb ass?” I said. “I don’t know?...
Michelle and Peter In the span of a few weeks my entire world had turned itself upside down then righted itself, only to be turned all topsy-turvy again. Maybe it was a lack of sleep. My little brother Peter and I have classes at Sam Houston State University and should have been in bed, maybe even actually sleeping in those beds. Sleeping? In a bed? How odd ... Sleeping in separate beds to prepare ourselves properly for school. But instead we were both staking out the boathouse together,...
Some when along the way, we had been disconnected from the 911 operator. No surprise there. I dialed again and the same shaky voice answered. I gave my name, and the voice hesitated, then said, "Hold on, I'll get the sheriff." A gruff voice spoke. "Sheriff Reynolds, speaking. Please restate your name and the nature of your emergency." I identified myself again and then gave him a summary of the situation up to the present. He replied, "Mr. James, you may have run into two felons who...
Rested but sore from all the fun last night, Lorrie, Vicky, Ching Lee, Marcy and I met Jake in the super hangar at 9. Jenny needed to finish up the project she had been working on for the task force at home. Jake was positioning the bullet stops end to end, tight together. I liked the final product they had built. Jake and Bob had improved on my hand-drawn blueprint. When he had them in position, the girls and I stapled targets on the oak lumber. By the time we finished, Bob had called my...
“Stephanie, you fucking love this, don’t you?” Susan yelled as she was bent over and taking an absolute pounding from Liam.“Miss perfect likes to watch her friend take this strong young man’s cock, doesn’t she?” she yelled again. Stephanie was transfixed on watching Susan’s tits bounce with each of Liam's thrusts from behind.“Or maybe you're more interested in me?” She moaned as she laughed, looking Stephanie right in the eyes, tauntingly laughing. The laughing turned to a cackle and got...
MILF“So, you’re back, I see,” Amy Burley greeted me in the nude while I heard the sounds of Jason Stackhouse bumping uglies with Emely, “sorry, Jason, Emely, and I were in the middle of something.” “Don’t apologize. The more, the merrier, right?” I told Amy as I grabbed her, “invite my company in here. They’re all vampires now.” Amy coughed and told the others, “come in, please,” just as I closed the door and bent Amy over. “You know what I want. I know what you want. Let’s both have what we...
Hi everyone, this is a follow-up sequel to the previous story which I posted – “Meeting Nisha in Mangalore ” A few days had passed after the last incident. Nisha was friendlier and more trusting towards me. I informed her we will be shooting at a beach location 30 minutes from Mangalore. And suddenly she asked if she could come to visit. I said of course. But then she informed that her off days were the next week. I was like ok. I asked her to come prepared to stay there as it was a night...
Mom and son fucked through the weekend and then every night thereafter. It was two weeks later when Becky purchased a pregnancy test kit. She knew it was early, but she couldn't wait. She followed the instructions and then looked at the reading. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the red plus sign. She wanted to run into the streets and scream with joy. Her heart felt like it was about to burst. There was no regret in Becky. This was what she wanted. This was so right and no one could...
Introduction: My wife enjoys and eveing out The Works Do Its staff only. But its only at the Manor pub I protested. My wife looked at me. No kids. And we have no-one else to look after them. I returned the look. OK, how are you going to get there? Ill drive there and leave my car at Pats and then come and you can get me around 11 or 11:30. We can pick up my car in the morning. I liked it better when you only drank diet coke. Its still only diet coke. Yes, but with rather a load of vodka...
I’ve been dating this girl named Kathryn from my college since august 2004. She’s the hottest women out there that I have laid my eye on. One evening she came home from work all pissed off because she had a terrible day at work. All the men, including her boss were harassing her with verbal comments such as, better watch out before you knock anything over with such big rack of yours and I’d have to slip myself inside that redhead in the office before she runs away swaying those tits back...
“Dammit, Michael!” Her husband’s voice shot back toward the slant of light emitting from the hallway through the bedroom door, revealing the silouette of their son who had taken just a step inside. “It’s…it’s almost two in the morning and I have to get up in three hours – I have a Tee-time. What is it, son?” “I don’t need your help, dad. I need mom.” Michael replied, as if his request were nothing, if not perfectly reasonable, even at this hour of the morning. David laid his hand on...
Ever fall in love with someone's personality before you've fully met them? Of course you have in the Internet Day and Age. It takes a mere nothing now days to accidentally IM someone and trip and fall into a relationship. Or a mere nothing to get onto an internet dating site, and with just a photo of who you think you are talking to, and a cunning correspondent with a sharp tongue to have even the world's toughest people eating out of the palms of the person they think they know! And for...
I got a call from Julie. 'It's on' she said, 'we're meeting at Mary's house because Alan is going to be around this w/e'. She explained which house it was to me and told me the time. 'I hope you're ready for this' she said, 'Sure, and you?' I replied. 'Of course!' Julie replied. almost indignantly, 'This is what life's about now isn't it? Getting as much sex as you want, getting your cunt filled with more cum than you can ever manage!' She rang off. Well that confirmed what Jane had said, Julie...
I sit in the booth. My clothes sit in a pile on the floor, I’m naked and I smell disgusting. I’m not sure what time it is, but I know it is really late. I sucked two guys off and then, because I was so desperate to orgasm, I unlocked the door and three more guys came in and fucked me. I feel the wet cool stickiness in my ass. When I get really horny like this, time just disappears and my mind becomes completely focused on fucking and sucking and being used. But then it stops and I’m aware,...
A BET IS A BET by Throne Darren and I had been pals since grade school. We had even remained buddies after he revealed his penchant for crossdressing. I wasn't thrilled about it, but he didn't dress that way when we were together, so it was acceptable. I had a good job in accounts analyzing. He had gotten into the costume department of a major movie studio. I'll admit that, because I'm such a movie buff, I was jealous of his opportunities to meet major stars. He never made a big...
Mountains of gratitude to honeywldcat for her editing of this entire series. * Magic. That was the only explanation. The outfit she was wearing was an affront to physics, leaving magic as the only possible explanation. The long skirt came down to mid shin, and flowed around her like water. It was the waistline that was staggering. It started high on her hips and plunged down to a point that stopped what I gauged to be an inch and a half from the top of her pussy. The back wasn’t much...
As I was getting ready for dinner with Sally and her husband I wondered for the thousandth time what I was doing. Just the day before I had been openly masturbating in my yard only to look up and see whom I assumed was Sally’s husband watching me, cock out, from the windows directly facing my house. Not only was it mortifying, it might have been the single most scintillating experience of my life. Something about it, him watching me spray that water hose on my swollen nipples, pulling my bikini...
VoyeurIt was nice to watch Tamara get ready. No nonsense and no wasted moves. The more I saw of her, the more I liked her. She was ready about five minutes before her cell phone rang. "No, you don't have to come in," Tamara said. "I'll be right out." Tamara came over to where I was laying on the bed and kissed me. "I'll call you as soon as I know where and when we'll have dinner," she said. "Be sweet and I'll catch up with you two later," I said as she walked out the door. I grabbed...
This is my continuation of my first story my kusse waali aunty. I came back to Indore and after that I visited Bhopal three times but aunty neither gave any reaction of that night nor such thing did happened once again but I was in thrust over aunt rather I can say I have become made of her but because of her angry nature I dare neither to open the chapter nor to touch her. Later, I got the job as sub collector and was posted in Indore. All my family were happy and my mother was much happy to...
IncestAt the W&DS Club Tim said, “Let’s take Bonnie upstairs. I am anxious to see how well she performs. The bitch is certainly beautiful, hot, and sexy enough.” He then slid his arm around Bob’s wife’s waist and ushered her toward the stairs. Frank and Elizabeth followed along behind them, with Frank admiring Bonnie’s extremely well-formed ass in her tight skirt. At the top of the stairs, while in the hall, they could hear young Britney’s loud sexual moans and Mark’s grunts coming from his...
When I got married I had small boobs. My figure was 29 28 30.But my hubby and my servant helped to develop my boobs. Within 6 months my figure was 32 29 32. I used to wear boy like dress with boy like hairstyle and stayed as a boy for few months. But it was the holi when my servant Raju came to know that I am a girl. After few months my boobs were standing like two small mountains. I tried to wear tight inners for few months to hide my identity from others, as per my hubby’s wish. My maid Gita...