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?...
It had been a couple months since I started my own IT firm with a couple of my friends. We built a great team, yet the absence of female employees made the office feel a little dry. After a few weeks, we started our first venture, a news-based web portal and it went viral. We started giving out vacancies for interns as we needed journalists and content writers. After a few days of interviews and rejections, luckily, a group of 5 girls, all friends to each other showed up, with the finest...
Author's Introduction: For anyone looking for quick gratification from a cut-to-the-sex story, this is probably the wrong one- I'm hoping to create an engrossing, long term storytelling experience. I will update it as often as possible but often real life gets in the way (EDIT: Currently updates every friday, stay tuned!)(ANOTHER EDIT: Have been delayed by real life but will update in a few days!) As you will soon tell, I enjoy telling a good yarn as much as I enjoy writing the more NSFW...
Hello friends..how is everyone? It has been a long time since I wrote a story, and its a pleasure to watch that I still get emails from readers who appreciate the story and share their own experiences. For the 1st time readers I am Nitin 30 year old from Bangalore, a good looking charming fair north Indian residing in this IT city. If you click the link at the bottom on this story you would find other stories written by me. And there are quite a few. I have had interesting experiences and like...
I have never had an orgasm so intense, it was fucking fantasticJulie decided that we needed another person to join in, so she made a phone call.Half an hour later there was a knock on the door, I went downstairs and let in the most gorgeous black guy I had ever seen he had a cheeky grin on his face. He told me his name was Vin, and I told him to join us upstairs.We both went upstairs and Vin took a big double ended dildo out of the bag he was carrying and told us to make use of it.I grabbed it...
1 Introduction: I should explain that I am now a late 50’s, male and married to a mid-40’s female. We have been married for almost 20 years. On and off during much of this time we have been involved in swinging and swapping partners. At first I was more interested in my pleasures with the other woman but I would watch my wife in action. This included some interest she expressed in female to female contact. During this time I have seen her with a few women. It was and is very erotic. ...
Friday 16th September 1983 At 8 pm on Friday the 16th September, I was watching a London train arrive at Piccadilly Station searching for sight of Helen among the crowds alighting from it. She was among the last to appear, trying to cope with all her luggage. I ran forward, she dropped her bags and we embraced and got lost in a deep and lengthy kiss. She sighed. “Oh, I’m so glad it’s over,” she said. “It was so hard to cope with being apart. I can’t wait to get home.” That was really...
Hello guys I am back with the second part of my story . Meri last story ko aap logo ne bohut like kiya jiske liye bohut bohut thank you, Agar apne woh nahi padhi to please pehle woh read lijiye fir ye padhiye. Apko jyada maja aaega. To friends mera naam hai Sumit Sharma. Main Udaipur, Rajasthan ka rehne wala hu aur ek professional massager hu. Mera ek massage parlor bhi hai. Meri mami ka naam hai Riya aur unka figure kisi bhi mard ke lund ko 5 second mein khada karde. Woh ek dam pari hai. To...
Monday and Tuesday came and went. Colleen met her classes, did her usual things around the house, and seemed normal with the children. She appeared to be lost in thought at times. I wondered if she was feeling depressed. She had taken her sleeping pills each night and had gone to bed earlier than usual. Wanting to have more family time, I got the guys at the shop to cover for me so I could tuck Jill and Jack into bed and read them their stories. By Wednesday morning I couldn't bear it any...
A week ago my wife had non-consensual sex with six black guys and one of their sluts. We had been recovering OK from that incident and even getting turned on by parts of it. She would tease me about how could my one white dick possibly compare to six black ones. And wouldn't I like to see how that black meat looked sliding between her pale pussy lips. Abruptly the hot talk stopped. She still fucked when I instigated it but didn't seem as excited. What was going on? My questions went...
This is Hugo again, from Sweden living in the UK. After having the last encounter with a Bangladeshi Milf who is the wife of my Bangladeshi friend Badrul, I decided to call his wife, Sharmin, to see if she needed my company. So I call her and she replies and I tell her who I am and she responds in a happy tone and asks me how I am doing, I reply to her saying I'm fine and then she asks me to come to her house as soon as possible, she has some shopping to do. I reply to her, Sure!!!.. I will be...
‘I . . . what?’ Don blurted out, stunned as the question hit him like a freight train. Grace Warren is what the Judge said, Warren was her last name. Another wave hit him as Warren was the last name of the only girl he had ever loved. Could she be Libby’s child! But why would he have to give up rights to her daughter? Mommy went to heaven, that was what the little girl said. ‘Libby,’ he whispered quietly as the implication came to him ‘Libby, oh God Libby, no Libby, no.’ Sinking into his seat,...
I'm a 22-year-old woman, college educated and intelligent. I'm reasonably attractive, outgoing, and well regarded. I've known my husband since I was in high school and he is ten years older than I am, but that hasn't mattered to me in the least. Nor to him, I would hope. He's an academic and well respected in his field. We both come from good middle-upper class families and we were never abused as children, or suffered physical or emotional trauma. We're very normal people. We've been...
Cindy my wife was cuckolding me with Chris (our friend) two or three times a week. At first she tried to hide the fact that they were having sex but after awhile she knew i knew and i would do nothing to stop her. After she had me wear her panties the first time while i ate her and tongued her ass things really changed. Cindy really started taking control, first she bought female panties for me and threw away all my boxers, always making committs about my small pecker, then her committs started...
1. She knew something was up when she went through the garage. There were lights on that shouldn’t have been. Coffee cups on the table. Two of them! There was music coming from the back of the house. Her first instinct was to run out and call the police. But her curiosity got the better of her and tipped toed into the back of her house. Halfway down the hall, she heard grunts and squeaks of pleasure, groans. She reacted on two levels. While her reality state told her that...
Love StoriesFinally arriving at the Hotel, the tires of her car screeched to a stop in a parking space. She thought to herself how excited she was about what was to come this evening and quickly gathered several items from around the car and put them into the already stuffed bag she planned to take up to the room. Inside the lobby of the Hotel the bored desk clerk looked up and watched the sexy brunette who had just entered through the heavy glass front doors. She was dressed tastefully casual in a light...
FetishTruth or Dare - The Continuation Written BY: Amber2165 I was embarrassed and humiliated. I had no idea why I was crawling on all fours licking cum off of a table dressed in a maid's uniform, and at the same time I could not stop myself. I made my way to the bathroom and closed and locked the door. I sat on the floor crying and trying to make sense of what was happening when April knocked on the door. I did not answer the door so she knocked again and told me to open the door....
Beautiful Housewife BangedSimran is 23 years old, married for 6 months, 5"5, 57 kgs weight, 34-28-36, extremely fair complexion, brown hair, in short a truly sexy and voluptuous woman anyone would die to fuck. Simran knew how beautiful she was, sometimes also liked the amount of male attention she got.She is married to a handsome looking man Abhinav. She has a satisfactory sex life. She doesn't have anything to compare with as she came from a conservative family and her knowledge of sex was...
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xmoviesforyouWhen I met my wife Andrea she was three years below being legal. I first saw her walking from the school bus stop in our neighborhood, Her family had moved here from Indiana . She had shoulder length bleach blonde hair and she was wearing a short skirt. Her legs are what I noticed first, they were perfectly tanned and I knew then I had to get to know her. She was a shy acting little spitfire with beautiful blue eyes. She barely weighed one hundred pounds and even today after all we have been...
May 12, 2020 Back in March I dreaded the very thought of moving in with my father. We’d never been able to get along and we had such a toxic relationship throughout my teen years after my mother’s death. I thought that being forced to live with my father throughout the lockdown of this horrible pandemic would be a tedious, monotonous period of my life that I’d somehow just have to get through before I could move out and have my freedom again. However, none of my worst fears were...