TEENAGE MEMORIES Nigel s Mum
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Nigel and I were downstairs getting a drink, we were both in our underwear as there was no-one else in the house except Ellen, and she was fully dressed sat watching TV in the lounge. I sat on the back doorstep and lit a cigarette as Nigel passed me a Coke. He came out and we were chatting away when we heard the front door slam shut, he looked at me with a look of fear on his face, jumped up as I followed him into the room it was his brother, Andrew, and his friend, Stephen.They looked at us...
Nigel, Andrew, Stephen and I were downstairs in Nigel’s house, we sat in the garden smoking and drinking Cokes all in our underwear, laughing and talking, it was warm outside, and what we had just done was awesome. It was turning out to be a really good day. Suddenly there was a knock on the front door, Nigel looked at his brother, then at us, then Andrew went to the door and standing behind it he opened it slightly.“Uncle Brian” Andrew said astonished, “I promised your mum and dad that I’d...
I was 19 and coming home from work on the bus, when Nigel got on, I hadn’t seen him for three years or so, he sat next to me and we chatted away. “How old is your sister, Ellen” I said, “She’s just turned 16, she’s always fancied you” “I know” I replied. When we got to our stop as we got off the bus, he said “Come round on Saturday afternoon my parents are away for the weekend” “Ok” I thought ‘I’ve always fancied Ellen also’.Early Saturday afternoon I knocked on Nigel’s front door, he ushered...
For the exceptional lady that is my ‘Nicole’ and in the words of Glenn Fry – ‘Here’s how it all started.’ : Hope you like it… Nigel and Nicole had been living together for a few years before they got married, so they thought they knew each other inside out, and they had a satisfactory, normal sex life together and were devoted to each other, but unknown to both… In the deep night, they both dreamt about secret sexy fantasies. Nicole’s were about orgies, outdoor sex, swinging parties, sex...
NIGEL AND OTHER VOYEURS[This entirely fictional story deals with voyeurs, their fetishes and masturbation. There is sexual content, coarse language and violent situations. You have been warned.]Nigel had always been an enterprising young man. Born with money and raised in a sumptuous house in the centre of London, Nigel never had a care in his life. At 25, he spent his time with his young friends, most of whom also had money and time on their hands. Between a few courses at the university,...
The following morning Steve and Lucy dropped them off at home. Nigel was off the rest of the week and since it was the summer break at college for Nicole they were going to their country house for a couple of days. They agreed they all would meet up again soon. As Nicole and Lucy kissed goodbye, Lucy whispered ‘very soon for me and you sexy’ Nicole got excited at the thought. ‘Can’t wait sweetie.’ The drive to the house took a couple of hours. It was a beautiful day and they had taken...
nigeblueHello My Worthless Whore Deedraa glad that you have been a anal slut for those Nasty Italians hope that your arse was filled with nice cum and that your arse gaped nice afterwards just like a Worthless Whore's arse should your Nigel would enjoy being nasty with your arse so much would open it up and cum and piss into it hope that makes you feel so Worthless and a Used Whore as well. Glad that you want to be a Bitch as well for your Turkish friends tell your Nigel all about hope that you...
We got together with Nigel a quite few times over a couple of years or so before we stopped inviting men into our sex lives due to relocating etc but, I still remember the more hot get together,s we had with him. Monica appeared to very much like being used and fucked by him although I enjoyed watching James having his way with my wife more so. James somewhat overweight body frame towered over Monica which we did find erotic as he use to pound fuck her every which way. The sight of James's body...
JUICY JANE IS MY FIRST EVER GIRLFRIEND FOR FEW YUMMY YEARS - HOT HELEN SWEET SISTERJUICY JANE ENORMOUSLY EROTICALLY ENJOYS TO MODEL FOR ME - EVEN FULLY NUDE AS ABOVEJane is first to offer me access to her Private Parts at an almost daily base Whereas my young sis is first LOVEJane is first to come from my kissing hissing whispering before fingering to heaven from first to sixth or seventhJane is first to make my warm wet wooden Mighty Manhood wet her hands our pants and front-seats of my...
This story follows on immediately from Auntie Mary Part 2 Nigel stood, soaking at the door to the garden. ‘Go get a towel from the kitchen and dry yourself off. Then get dressed.’ I said. Make sure you don’t leave a mess anywhere. ‘Yes, Miss.’ ‘Oh! And bring me my clothes.’ A few minutes later, Nigel was back with my clothes neatly folded in his hands. He presented them to me. ‘Thanks,’ I said, and stood up. I dropped the towel and dressed right then and there. No point in standing on...
This story follows on immediately from Auntie Mary Part 2 Nigel stood, soaking at the door to the garden. "Go get a towel from the kitchen and dry yourself off. Then get dressed." I said. Make sure you don't leave a mess anywhere. "Yes, Miss." "Oh! And bring me my clothes." A few minutes later, Nigel was back with my clothes neatly folded in his hands. He presented them to me. "Thanks," I said, and stood up. I dropped the towel and dressed right then and there. No point in standing on...
BDSMMy thanks to Constance Grant for her invaluable help in editing, and her constant support in my efforts. The Legacy of Sir Nigel by Janet Stickney [email protected] William, the reigning King, made a momentous decision. For two years he had been locked in a struggle with the Lord of the land as he tried, and failed, to wrest away the bounty of the land. In the fading, unwritten history of the people of the land, which was once no more than separate families coping...
My last story was a classic cuckold night we had with James where I got so drunk while he fucked, my then wife, Monica's brains out. The following is I think, another classic cuckold true tail which took place while I was overseas working. This time with Nigel, I let him know that I would be away and to feel free to see if Monica was up to having sex with him without having me around and I wasn't to tell her that he would try to sweet talk her into getting into her panties, while I was away....
deedraaMy Nigel,I was one week working in Dubai. I did 2 ****s in one week. One **** takes over 14 hours and so many man did abuse me. Mostly Arabs who ****d me bare. Because I sold myself as an old used slut there was no way back. Now I'm back in Ankara an lay all day near the pool. Only a few man fuck me. Not so many. So I feel already netter. But I also liked to be ****d. So they asked me back in Dubai. I seemed to be a good whore.Your old bitch deedraa (feeling so abused)8:56 am, August 8...
“Hello lover” I heard Helen’s soft, sexy voice purr into the phone. “Hi sweetheart, how are you doing today?” I asked, my cock starting to get hard just at the sound of her voice. “Better now that I know you’re alone. Is Diana and Brandon gone?” Helen asked. Diana and Brandon of course being my wife and son. “Yes, they left this morning with her mother for the weekend. In fact I just heard from them. They arrived in Syracuse around noon. Fore once they made good time.” “ MMMM...
Helen looked up at the time. The day was dragging along. "I can help you," she said to the next customer in line. As much as she hated this job, she loved the paycheck as well as the room for advancement. She applied her fake banker smile as the next man approached. "Deposit," the tall man said. "Of course," Helen smiled. ‘Two more hours,' she thought to herself. She happily served each customer until Rodney the branch manager closed the doors. The only thing left to do was to count the money,...
Group SexALONE WITH HELEN by Brian Houlihan copyright 1999 by Brian Houlihan All Rights Reserved [email protected] "It's okay. He won't bite." "What's his name?" "Butchy. Did you just move in here?" "Yeah," my mom said. The dog was a little frisky toy beagle. He was jumping all over me. I was sitting on the front steps of the house my mom and I had just moved into in Chicago. "Well, I'm Helen, your neighbor. I live in that blue house over there." She pointed to a house...
Alone with Helen"It's okay. He won't bite.""What's his name?""Butchy. Did you just move in here?""Yeah," my mom said. The dog was a little frisky toy beagle. He was jumping all over me. I was sitting on the front steps of the house my mom and I had just moved into in Chicago. "Well, I'm Helen, your neighbor. I live in that blue house over there.."She pointed to a house just one block over. "I'm Grace and this is my son John.""Very nice to meet you. Butchy seems to really like you John.""He's...
Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexualacts of a bdsm nature between two or more women and occasionally men. If thistype of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. MF/mf, enema, exhibition, toys, BDSM, slavery, chastity belt, humiliation. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personalreading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to repost them atyour own site, please...
Helen's Ultimate Surrender Sometimes a person's passion and the curiosity to explore all avenuesto satisfy one's secret desires can lead to a path from which there is no escapeand leads to one's ultimate down fall. (This is the second story in the "GermanBitch" series, the first one was the "Undoing of Barbara") It took me more timeto find a model that looked like Helen, than it did to write this story.Finally I found one that is as though copied from the picture of Helenin my mind. I...
The first time with Helen This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was “Lady of Kent”. The chat line was a free forum, I can’t remember which one it was now and it doesn’t really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that...
The first time with Helen This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was “Lady of Kent”. The chat line was a free forum, I can’t remember which one it was now and it doesn’t really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that...
First TimeThis story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was “Lady of Kent”. The chat line was a free forum, I can’t remember which one it was now and it doesn’t really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that brought us together. We chatted...
Owning Helen Cuckold, Mature and Young, Flashing. Cream Pie and Cum Eating “Are you ready for this”, was the questioned Helen had asked Pete when he came home. Pete and Ron had been preparing all day for night work. The day had started when Ron came in saying, “Pete said, Give me some”. Ron had just turned 19 after hanging around Pete learning, then working for him. Pete had a small heavy equipment repair company. Owning a dump truck, back hoe, loader and several tractors, landscaping was...
Helen By Stats "Helen, wake up. Helen! HELEN!" I awake with a start. My body is drenched in sweat. "Where the hell am I? Who is Helen?" I say out loud. I am gulping down air like I just surfaced from a long dive under water. "That's what I want to know?" says my wife, Cindy, who is less than affectionate having been awoken from a deep sleep with me shouting some girl's name other than hers. I look at the clock. It is 12:02 a.m. I light a cigarette and I am slowly able to...
Greg finally found his right new home. It was at the right size, right price, and a quiet neighbourhood, the place where he can quietly concentrate his home business. At 28, he was an ambitious young man. The next door neighbour was a couple most probably in their fifties. The man called Tom was a cold man who would pull a long face when coming across people. What sort of woman would fall in love with this kind of man, Greg thought.Helen, his wife, on the other hand, was a polite person who...
HELENHelen my Eleven year old Daughter she looked older, even talked older, Eleven going on twenty one in her first term at same senior school where I taught maths.It was a couple of weeks before Christmas my wife Carol of Eleven years decided to find someone else and move out just before she slammed the door on the way out she made it clear that she didn’t want anything to do with Helen or myself we were no longer part of her life. I admit Helen is intelligent. Nerdy, studious she would rather...
All characters in this story is at least 18 years and older and made up!Mom Goes Camping With Son & Son's Friend.Chapter 1 It was a nice summer's day Mike and his friend Bill was talking about going on a camping trip. Up north because Bill's family had land up there with a cabin on 30 acres of land. Bill told Mike no one was going to be up there for the 4th of July how would you like to go camping for the weekend and you can bring your sexy mom Liz with you. I know you want to fuck her...
The weather was cold and windy, nothing new for New England in mid-October. I just finished wiring up a hot water heater in an old triple decker apartment building in Taunton, MA. and decided to hit Hickeys diner for coffee and Danish. Hickeys is a small family diner that is big on taste. I began going there back in the early seventies while I attended Peter Thatcher J.H. also referred to as Peter Torture at times. Gosh, that has to be a good forty years ago. After my coffee break I got on my...
FetishI am about 47 years old now and this would make her about 42. I am married to a beautiful woman who has lost almost all interest in sex. The wonderful things that medications can do to you. I my fantasy I meet up with Helen at a fast food joint and she gives me one of those wonderful hugs that I just love. She pulls her self up against me and holds me tight as I do the same to her. We break apart and make small talk then go about our lives. But in my fantasy the hug lingers and I...
By Drakon Max tightened his grip around my waist and thrust forward violently. His massive knot was forced into my tight pussy and began to swell even more. I bit my lower lip to keep from screaming, not from the brief amount of pain but the tidal wave of pleasure that crashed over me. I couldn’t believe how incredible it felt as my body quaked uncontrollably. Less than twenty four hours earlier, I wouldn’t have thought I’d willingly put myself in this position. Maybe I should start from...
During the summer just gone, me, the dirty slut, fucked my Auntie Helen and her husband many times!Long boring story of how I ended up spending the summer with my Auntie Helen and her husband. Colin is buff too, and I've like always fancied him. Two weeks into staying there, roughly, I got to fuck him. I did the whole seduction thing one morning in the kitchen. I came up behind him, grabbed his cock, and ended up getting fucked on the kitchen floor. To me, it was all cool. He's like only ten...
I looked at her standing there naked except for a pair of high heels. She ran her hands over her breasts and smiled at me, "You like?" I smiled back at her, stroked my cock and said, "No, I don't like, I love." Oh baby, for a young man you sure do know the right things to say." As she walked toward me I thought, "Thank God for trashy Southern girls. If it wasn't for one of them I wouldn't be here and loving this." She sank down on her knees in front of me and said, "Stop playing...
It was more than twelve months since the young women had moved next door in all that time we hardly spoken, just the odd good morning, how are you, the garden looks good that sort of thing. Not at all an unattractive women Helen I found out her name, looked about 5’4” probably carrying a few more pounds than she should, but she still looked good when she trotted off to work in her too tight pencil skirts and 3” patent shoes with bare brown legs. Her clothes all looked rather threadbare but...
I have known my friend Helen ever since I sat next to her on my first day in primary school. We became firm friends often in trouble with the teacher for giggling and talking in class. Helen was probably in trouble more than me but that was because she has always been more confident, more talkative and more of a risk taker.As we got older and became interested in the opposite sex Helen was still the more confident of the pair of us. The first to get a boyfriend, the first to kiss a boy and the...
Every so often, while surfing the classifieds in an attempt to find people that want to share themselves with us, you find a couple that are truly outstanding. It would be fair to say we had a hard time finding a couple where the woman was a true bi-sexual with a boyfriend or husband in tow. The single bi-sexual female was indeed as elusive as the Manhattan tiger.Helen was different – lesbian, but with a husband; a husband to look after the kids while she met with her female friends for...
SwingersTwo people in love. It’s dark and the road’s dangerous. It’s a two lane high speed highway, it’s raining, and I’m still at least an hour from home. I don’t know how it came to this. I halfway feel like just turning the wheel, flipping my SUV, and saying good bye to the whole shitted up mess. I won’t though. I won’t because I love my two kids, and in spite of everything I still love my wife. An hour from home and I wonder what kind of home it will be when I get there. I admit it; I’m angry,...
I'm a married lady who likes a little pussy on the side now and then, something my husband knows nothing about and I've had a few subs through the years. I like the subservient cunts, they are easy to manipulate and always take good care of my pussy. A new family moved in down the street from us, Helen, she's a blue eyed blond with great legs and a lousy attitude who thinks the world owes her something but her husband, Doug is real nice. My husband, much to my chagrin, offered to show them...
LesbianSarah had brought her new daughter to the Co-op. The girl was little more than a tiny face attired in a pink cap and wrapped in a blanket. The women took turns holding her, talking about the birth with Sarah, and asking her what her plans were. Finally Kalliste Periakes, the baby on her shoulder, asked the one question everyone had missed. "What's her name?" "Her father wanted to call her Matilda," Sarah said. She made a face as the women around her burst out laughing. "I couldn't see...
Helen Featherstone was a nurse; not just any nurse but a staff nurse in charge of the male ward at a world famous London hospital; She was 42 years old and what with her job and her mania for exercising she had a slim trim figure topped off with large 40 D bust; he short cropped blonde hair and hazel eyes gave her a lesbian appearance or to be more accurate the look of a dyke. Nothing could be further from the truth; for in her own way Helen was cock crazy; when not working she was usually on...
Harry and Doreen Shemmings were a married couple in their very late fifties who liked to spice up their sex life by occasionally devising situations which would titillate their partner.They had gone shopping at the local supermarket and as they pushed their trolley around Doreen leaned towards her husband and said in a low tone "Harry, what would you say if I told you that I had come out shopping without putting on any knickers?."Harry, in an equally low tone replied "Doreen, if you told me...
ThreesomesI dedicate this story to Helen, I just found out she died today. I was just heading out the door for work when my phone rang. I considered ignoring it, but something told me I needed to answer. “Hello.” I grumbled. “I’m so glad I caught you, it’s Helen.” The exasperated voice said. “My car’s dead again, can you swing by and pick me up?” Helen and I worked together, I was 23, she was 43. She’d been divorced for about 10 years. The only luck she ever had was bad. She was a great person and...
This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don't know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was "Lady of Kent". The chat line was a free forum, I can't remember which one it was now and it doesn't really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that brought us together. We...
It was the morning after Helen had caught Keri with her piercings and they had spent the rest of the night having amazing sex. Keri was still half asleep, but something inside her pussy started to vibrate. First very slowly, but gradually it became more and more intense. Now somebody was sucking on her left nipple! She opened her eyes and looked right in to Helen’s eyes. Helen smiled, but kept on sucking and nibbling on her nipple for a while. “Good morning darling” she finally said. “Are you...
“Well? What do you think?” she asked me. “Stunning! I just wish that I was at least 20 years younger, then I might have a chance with you. Can I at least buy you a drink?” I was standing at the bar in the hotel where I was staying while attending a conference. “Thanks. I would love a glass of champagne.” I finished my scotch, then turned to the barman and asked for a bottle of champagne and two glasses, which I had him charge to my room. We took our champagne over to a small table. I told...
Mr. Labatt’s BMW on HWY 401, Ontario 6:42pm, Saturday, November 24, 1979 ‘What a fuckin’ awesome weekend!‘ I thought as four of the six key girls in my life were engaged in a flurry of various conversations as I drove Mr. Labatt’s B-mer back from Guelph on the 401 (Ontario’s equivalent to the Interstate System in the States). ‘I might as well not be in the car,’ I chuckled to myself as Shannon, Lynette, Zupena and Sammy regaled each other with their Friday night, Saturday morning escapades,...
When I married Helen I had no idea she was a slut. Not that it would have mattered - I'd of married her anyway. She was, absolutely and without a doubt, the best piece of ass I ever had. We met at a wedding reception, fell in heat with each other, and before the night was over we were in bed together. Six weeks later she moved in with me and six months after that we were standing in front of a justice of the peace. Now Helen was no great beauty. She did not have a magnificent body, but she was...
Helen was on her way to her first gay club. She had decided it was time she “came out”…well, not really. She hadn’t told any of her friends (except the one... the only one.. she had had sex with). And as for her folks, that would be impossible. It was just that she had finally made up her mind to go to a club where she could meet other gays. Was she gay? Or bisexual? Probably the latter, as she had been screwing guys for a couple of years, and she had certainly enjoyed it. But she had been...
LesbianHelen leant back and took a drag of the cannabis cigarette in her hand. She smiled at her companions, the public school educated boyfriend with his friends, and her friends from the local Comprehensive. Marijuana always made her chilled and she relaxed back sucking in the smoke from the illegal cigarette. "When are your folks back?" A wiry black haired boy asked the eldest boy present in his well-spoken voice. Fabien sniffed. "Monday," he replied after pausing; the skunk was powerful...
I hear him gasp as I push him back onto the big king-size bed. He watches me from under lowered lashes as I straddle his naked body. His hair is a tousled, dusky blond, sexy mess. His eyes, although half closed at present, are blue, the kind of eyes you can look into for hours. His lips are red, full, and soft. His skin is tanned and smooth. His chest is muscled and well defined, his legs are long and powerful, all 6ft 3inches of tanned male body is lying beneath me, wanting me, waiting for...
--------------------------------------- As I sat at my desk squinting at my screen, the dull throb in my head re-asserted its presence and I winced in pain. It was clear that I was of no use at work today. My headache was never going to go while I was sat staring at pages of figures and I was very keen to get rid of my headache in time for tonight. I had arranged to take Helen, my girlfriend, out to dinner followed by a show she had been dying to see. I resolved to go home and rest my...
THE HAZARDS OF HELEN © 2010 by Anthony Durrant Leaning against the wall of an old house in the Dell, an area of the bowery, a place in the city, the man known as the Farmer stood and watched the people go by as he sang: "The Farmer's in the Dell, The Farmer's in the Dell, Heigh-ho the derry-oh, The Farmer's in the Dell. "The rat ate the cheese, The rat ate the cheese, Heigh-ho the derry-oh, The rat ate the cheese. "The cat ate the rat, The...
HumorI had met Peter at a local motor bike repair shop where a mate of mine owned the workshop and I was doing some computer improvements to get his computer running faster.He mentioned that he was having problems with his own computer that he had at home and used by him and his partner. I said I could come around and take a look and see if it was something that I could fix fairly easily. I said I would come just after I had finished here.I arrived and Peter and his partner Helen were there and was...
The two girls met as planned at the coffee-house. They were so different in appearance that the one complimented the other and the vivacity of the brunette was a splendid foil for the quiet and thoughtful blond Kim. When Kim had first seen her, though she had been in no position to really study the girl, Helen had not seemed in the least lively. Kim now realised that it was solely because the conditions at the time were right out of her experience and the girl was both shy and excited. Then...
With the web site launch done, I had some time to devote to the Questor's project. I know I shouldn't really go on operations but it's hard to resist the adrenalin rush and besides, Freddie and Harry both seemed happy that I was getting involved. "Just as long as there are no vodka bottles around," said Harry with a smirk. Plus, of course, Hannani had been keen for me to handle things personally and the customer is always right. I've always liked the Ashmolean Museum. Not a lot of...
I started communicating with Rick through seeing his pictures and profile on the internet, or maybe he contact me through seeing mine , I can't remember, but after some lengthy communication we agreed to meet.Despite him and his wife , Helen admitting to having had a 'disasterous' recent meeting with someone else they both agreed they would like to meet me even though I had stressed I was not 'into' women. They lived some distance from me and after a long drive I was at their door.They both...
My BFF Vanessa & I were thinking about going to a nudist camp. We had a few brochures & settled on one.My stepmother came into my room & saw the brochure. Kim what are you girls doing? A nudist camp? We just want to see what goes on.Would you mind if I went with? I've always wondered too.I looked at Vanessa, she shrugged her shoulders so I said OK. My stepmother Kate is in her early 40'sWhen we arrived at the camp we went to check in. We saw several people wearing nothing to just...
Labatt Guest House, London, Ontario 6:38am, Saturday, December 1, 1979 “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Dievs,” Zupena softly whispered as she rocked her butt and tightly squeezed thighs against my slumbering body, but with my morning wood unknowingly planted firmly in her warm, wet pussy. “What are you, ‘Oh Dievs-ing’, about 3-Z?” Lynette barely whispered over her shoulder at the blonde giantess to her rear. “Ohh, Mikhail, he ... Oh, Dievs,” Zupena whispered in Lynette’s ear. “No, he’s ... you’re not,”...