A Job With Uncle Bob
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Amy I could tell was getting horny, I could see her tiny nipples getting hard and the way she was teasing Tom it would be no time until he led her to the pool house for fun. After a few minutes me and Mandi could hear them going at it hard and heavy. Mandi came out of the pool in one of those Fast times moments, toweled off and joined me on a pool chair. We shot the breeze for a few when she came out and said “I am bored and horny, please do me too, I'm not a virgin” This got my 25 yo 12 inch...
Chapter 1 Bob held Mandy tight and whispered into her ear, "I need you too Mandy. I want you to stay forever. Please stay forever!" Mandy sighed, kissed Bob's ear and softly whispered into it, "Yes!" They were sitting in the warmth of the tub. Safe. Secure. His arms wrapped around her and he sighed, thinking, "It has been so long since I have been with a woman. So long." Bob had never been with anyone as young as Mandy. Never had sex with anyone so young. He had been in his mid...
After finding out my wife was cheating on me with her Yoga instructor, I of course immediately demanded an divorce and a year later I was free of her.Unfortunately I lost the house in the divorce and had to find another place to live, it was then an old friend appeared back in my life, Bob.I first met Bob in college and even back then he was a cocky, charming man who seem to be able to do no wrong, and could bed any woman he wanted, by the time he left college the rumours were, he had had most...
Bob I'd worked with Bob for nearly a year. We ran heavy equipment, excavating for new construction, roadways, anything involving moving a lot of earth. Bob was short, maybe five-foot-seven and kind of slightly built. Bob was definitely one of the guys though; loud, sexist, foul-mouthed and always on time with a filthy joke or observation. Bob loved girls and could spot something wiggling along in a pair of yoga pants a mile away. Given the slightest chance, he'd talk em' up and try to...
Story written by me under my pseudonym "brwneyedwitch70""His name is Bob and he's a regular but a very cranky old man." Summer said as she pointed out a handsome older gentleman that entered the book store."Oh." I replied. There really wasn't much more I could say since this was my first day at my new job.I had been fired from my last job for flirting too much with the customers. I was waiting tables at a local family restaurant and too many of the "disgruntled" housewives had complained that I...
Pure fantasy but based on a true event. My birthday was coming up and my work colleague and good friend Becs invites me to spend the weekend with her and her partner Bob. Bob is not her real name, it's just a nickname given by Becs because as you may had worked out Becs and Bob are gay.Becs was 30 something, stunning looks, breasts to die for and we became friends at work because we got on so well, we would laugh and joke and I would even steal the occasional hug but that was as far as it...
Sandy and her aunt had just finished supper and were still sitting at the kitchen table. They had been discussing how sixteen year-old Sandy had ended up topless earlier in the day when swimming with her seventeen year-old cousin Bob and two of his friends. "Bob's father called me today." "Oh shit ... so Bob couldn't keep his mouth shut, huh." "I don't think Bob has told his father about you getting topless this morning ... at least not yet." "Then what was he calling about. Wants...
Half Way Through My husband’s tour was well than half way done and we were making plans for our return back to the states. You know what we wanted to take with us the things we were going to give away and other things we were going to sell or donate to the Airman’s pantry that sort of thing so we had a lot to go through. And in the middle of all of that guess what the Air force did they sent my sweet loving husband on yet another deployment. But this time I knew just when he was going to go and...
Uncle Bobbytantricjim©Bob pulled into his brother's driveway, pausing before he got out of his car to look over the yard and neighborhood. It had been over a year since his last visit and he enjoyed the familiarity of what he considered home. It had been his family home until his brother had moved in after their parents died. Bob kept much of his belongings stored here.He basically lived out of a suitcase and slept in hotels, motels and other temporary accommodation. His arrival must have been...
James went to school the following day as normal. He arrived to his form room. Nobody looked at him, nobody said anything about him as far as he knew. He sat down in his usual seat. James knew Bob didn't go to form, because he was highly autistic and liked to go to the school Plus club. At break, Bob wandered over to James. "That was fun," he said. "You didn't turn me in?" Replied James. "Why would we? You weren't there when I was screaming. There was no need to add you in," Said...
Before i get to the main part i would like to tell you a bit about me. I had turned 16, i was a chubby kid, with thick thighs and a big wide ass. I was 5ft 7 and had an average cock. I was an innocent kid, had no exposure to porn or sex. Now my caretaker, Bob, was at this time in his late forties. He had been working for my family ever since i was born, since my family was out of town most of the time. He would cook for me, drive me to someplace and taking care of the house. He would also help...
Old Bob By Fiona69m Misha becomes more interested in her elderly neighbour. Part1 Misha had just made herself a grilled chicken salad topped off with on-the-vine cherry tomatoes. She had taken a break from the financial report she had started yesterday for the impending external audit that had given her so many worries recently. She thought working on it from home when her husband Ken was at work would make for less distraction, and she would be able to finish and recheck it in a couple of...
Mind ControlIt was a beautiful spring day. Tulips of every color imaginable bloomed in gardens, along with daffodils in hues of yellow. The crocus with their skirts of blue purple white and yellow were gone, hiding beneath the ground, waiting for the next year when they would pop their little heads through the remaining winter snow, assuring mankind that the life cycle is once again being renewed. Bob drove to town that day and went directly to the nursery to order plants to put into his gardens at his...
Molly:It had been two weeks since the frat party. The bruises and bites had mainly healed, but I had been unsettled. Nothing had been the same. I had been tingling and aroused. I had rubbed my pussy raw trying to satisfy the feeling that had ignited at the frat party. Caleb had been angry. I finally fucked him to try to make it up to him. It had been a huge mistake. The sex had been so damn vanilla I could hardly stand it. Caleb had not only forgiven me but he became like a puppy dog,...
TeenDressing for Bob by Joyce Domai My adventures in women's clothing started in the usual way. Mom and Dad were out, I went exploring, got dressed up and liked it. A lot. It was my #1 fantasy through high school and college. After earning a degree and getting a job, I was able to afford an apartment on my own. I was working as an engineer and doing OK. (Yes, I was a geek.) I'd acquired a small wardrobe and would dress up in order to masturbate. That was the extent of my sex...
[ This is for Bob. He was the first-ever glory hole I ever experienced. Hard to forget those 'firsts!' ]What can I say about Bob? When I first came into contact with him it was through a website devoted to gay, gay-curious, bi, and even the occasional so-called 'straight' guys looking for some good sex. I didn't regard myself as gay. Rather, I thought of myself (and still do) as bisexual, with an occasional penchant for something like gay sex. But what about Bob? Bob was, without doubt, pretty...
It was round two years ago I told my man I had long fantasised about sex with an extra man. “I would love to have sex with two men at the same time.” He had arranged it within a week, I was hooked and now we have sex with extra men and women on a regular basis. Two weeks later he told me, “Two this Sunday at the five-star hotel on Main the honeymoon suite, the female concierge has arranged two men for you honey. Ten years younger than us and really hung,” she told me. At one on the day I am...
It was round two years ago I told my man I had long fantasised about sex with an extra man. “I would love to have sex with two men at the same time.” He had arranged it within a week, I was hooked and now we have sex with extra men and women on a regular basis. Two weeks later he told me, “Two this Sunday at the five-star hotel on Main the honeymoon suite, the female concierge has arranged two men for you honey. Ten years younger than us and really hung,” she told me. At one on the day I am...
While messing around in the pool I noticed the tables being set for dinner. But nobody was bothering to get out of the pool. I saw the salad bar rolled out and what might be called the bread bar. Only when the chef (identified by his hat) came out did people get out of the pool, put their towels around their necks, and still dripping wet get in line for the main course. The other items were help yourself. I got in line and looking around found Marby and Mike. I took my full plate and...
It all started with a neighbour of mine called Bob who was always leering at me in the garden. Ok it may have been partly my fault as sometimes I wore some very skimpy bikinis and sometimes when I thought no-one was watching I actually went topless. Bob was in his 50’s and was always making small chat and trying to engage me in conversation and he seemed sweet enough. But I sometimes wanted a bit of peace and quiet and I could tell by the size of the lump in Bob’s trousers that he had an...
BOB: Monday morning and I began what seemed to be a normal week at school. I was riding the bus today because mom needed the car to run some errands. I almost had enough money saved to buy my own car, but I was still a couple of months from being able to so for the time being I had to share with mom. She certainly couldn't afford to do much to help out. Her salary as a nurse kept us clothed and fed, but not much more. Dad was supposed to be helping, and for a few years he had, but when he...
We’d spent the night out. First a show at MGM Grand, then a slow romantic hand in hand walk to the Piranha for some dancing. The dancing got pretty hot,; a lot of good looking guys cut in to dance with both of us. I rubbed a lot of sweet hard cock that night before we came home an fucked. I should say that I “got fucked”. Bob’s my top. Either way, we slept late. The sun filtering through the crack at the edge of the d****s woke me up and I could feel Bob’s soft cock pressing against my back....
*********************************** Author's Note: One day I received an email notifying me that I had a fan club of sorts, made up of nine or so women who all work in the same company, and who gather at breaks to read aloud, to each other, my stories. They call themselves, it is said, "The Dirty Girls". Even if it's not true, it's a good tale, and what author could pass up a chance to write a story like that? It would give me a chance to write about myself in the...
By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Although the flight was a little more than 4 hours, it didn’t really feel that long as my mind was a million miles away throughout the entire trip. Jill sat next to me on one of the couches just caressing and rubbing my thigh. Dakota and Tina had their earbuds in, however, Dakota kept looking my way to keep an eye on me. I kept replaying in my head the night that Jill and I met Bob and Melanie, during a routine pickup at the private part of the...
Wife flirts in back seat while husband drivesTim and I enjoyed our new-found game of flashing truckers while making the 2 hour drive out to the beach-house. Our little exhibitionism during our drives was quite fun and became a routine for most of our trips. We both found it extremely exciting in a fun safe way. Unfortunately it came to an end when we started giving our neighbor Bob a ride. Our neighbor was a really nice guy. He was a general contractor and was doing some work just a few mile...
Bob Arnold hat schon immer auf die beiden Töchter seiner Schwester Judy aufgepasst, wenn sie und ihr Mann ausgingen. Die beiden Mädchen, die fast zwanzigjährige Melissa und ihre jüngere Schwester Stacy, waren auch immer gerne bei ihrem Onkel. Was keiner wußte, Bob hat eine Vorliebe für junge Vötzchen und das war sein Hauptgrund um auf seine beiden Nichten aufzupassen. Mittlerweile waren zwar seine beiden Nichten schon volljährig, aber Bob sollte trotzdem besser das Haus hüten, damit die zwei...
As in every story I have ever written, there is some, if not a lot, of autobiographical information included. It can’t be helped. It is my life experiences that drive the stories in my mind.- - - - - -As near as I can place it, I started meeting at Bob’s house in 1962. I had turned eighteen in January and he was a year older. It had become a usual thing for me to arrive at his house at 7 pm on a Saturday evening. The idea was that we would watch movies or whatever we found interesting on the...
My husbands mother had died and his father had married a woman in her twenties, a few years later. He owned a rather large old house that he had remodeled. He was rich, I mean really rich. He told me once that the interest coming in from his money every week was several times what many CEO's made in a year. His most favorite part of the house was what he called his DOI, or den of iniquity. He had a rule: He hired only couples for each position in the house. The chef had a wife, the chauffeur...
BisexualI was stationed overseas about 40 years ago. I had a roommate, Bob, who never went downtown for pussy or a blowjob or anything. He spent a lot of time in the club after work and would come back to the room very, very drunk. When we were there together, most of the time I would have to help him back to the barracks. This one particular night I was already sleeping when Bob came in, drunk as usual. He woke me up stumbling around. I sat up and he started talking about how horny he was, started to...
This chapter is from My Black Bob - a novel of trans erotic adventure. Click on my profile for a link to the rest! xI drift through Brighton, the fresh morning light clean and almost platinum in its glorious pale intensity. It’s Sunday and I have been conscious – often more than conscious, thanks to a cocktail of chemical enhancements I barely remember – for at least twenty-four hours. My underneath is a lovely combination of partial numbness and tingling satisfaction.I have been well-used, by...
TransHello everyone, my name is bob & I am not a terrorist that line was from a Bollywood movie ). Alright I am a big fan of ISS & I have read so many stories here in multiple categories, which motivated me to write stories of my dreams. Girls I am virgin, if anybody likes to help me with it then please contact me at . Boys if you do not like my stories so I can understand because I am virgin & these are nothing but imaginations of mine. But if at all you like it then never forget to give your...
Bigfoot, Crunch and Sweetie Pie Wrecker Service By: Malissa Madison Gladys lay next to Hatchetman in their bed half asleep after a long bout of love making. "Hatch, can you feel it too?" she asked. "You mean now that the Seven Nations controls access to the Portal in New Mexico?" "That too," she answered him. "I'm talking about Fox and Little Joe." "Oh I thought you meant Squirrel and her kids," he admitted. "What about Squirrel?" she asked. "Fox and Little Joe talked...
I had been working a little later than normal at the office the last few weeks and it seemed to be getting later each evening as I tried to complete the project I was working on. Each evening though, I needed to go to the gym to work away the pressures of the day, it was either that or go to a local bar, but I had been putting the hours in at the gym and was reaping the benefits, my body shape was slowly improving, so no point in putting myself back by going to a bar. Anyway, off I went this...
I had been working a little later than normal at the office the last few weeks and it seemed to be getting later each evening as I tried to complete the project I was working on. Each evening though, I needed to go to the gym to work away the pressures of the day, it was either that or go to a local bar, but I had been putting the hours in at the gym and was reaping the benefits, my body shape was slowly improving, so no point in putting myself back by going to a bar. Anyway, off I went this...
Gay MaleNote : This story is completely fictional! Hi I am Jon and I am 26 years old and married to Beth who is 21 years old . We have been married for just over six months and live in a very nice house bought by means of a legacy left to me by my Grandfather. When I met Beth she was just over 19 years old and she is a raven hared beauty and I fell in love at first sight. After courting her for a month I tried to have sex with her but she said that she was not going to have sex until she married, but...
IncestI bridged over to Bob and told him what had happened, that two nights in a row I had apparently been 'bridged' by someone else, into the dreams of someone I didn't know. "Have you considered that maybe it was really just a fantasy?" Bob suggested. "We thought of that after the first one, but twice in two nights, surrounding the same person, whom I don't know? And my ring was gone. If it was a fantasy, it was someone else's. Let me tell you about it and see if you come to the same...
January 2018A bolt of lightning illuminated the night sky. Thunder clapped, startling Abigail in the backseat of the Uber. She was already on edge, nervous about dinner with her husband, Thomas. It wasn’t bad nervous, but she had butterflies in her stomach. She had a good idea about what they’d talk about, and was uncertain what choice she’d make.Abigail, a petite woman with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes, was wearing a black dress, with black heels, stockings, garter, bra, and thong, as well...
OutdoorBefore I left Chuck's house I asked if I could change into my last outfit for Bob and Chuck agreed. When I finished I has on a one piece out of a short black skirt that barely covered my ass and a sheer black top that easily displayed my tits and a pair of 6" stiletto heels. "OH fuck baby" Chuck said when he saw me come out of his bathroom "You're one fuckin' great lookin' whore" he added and I moved up and kissed him nice and tenderly. When I backed off, "Thanks lover" I said to him "Maybe...
Plain old Bob Janet L. Stickney [email protected] My name, like the rest of my life doesn't make me stand out. Bob. Plain old Bob. I'm only 5'7" tall, average to thin build, weighing maybe 135. I have light brown hair and blue eyes. Just your average fellow. Not big enough to play on a sports team, not smart enough to hide behind a geeky face, or even try acting. My tenor voice doesn't carry well I was told. I don't even have a girlfriend. All in all, I go through the endless...
In the end, Bob and Lori were all that were left. She still sat on his lap, her arm around him. "Do you want to go do something?" he asked. "No, I like it here," she said, wiggling against him. "Let's kiss some more." "This is going a little faster than I planned," he said, looking into her eyes. "I don't care," she said. "I'm having the most fun of my life. Even the guys looking at me wasn't so bad." "This fun can turn very serious," said Bob, stroking her...
Bobo by Vickie Eggie Simply put, Virginia wanted to fuck. She didn't care who or where just as long as she got some hot male sausage to stuff into her aching pussy. "A girl can only go so long without riding the big shaft," she thought, "and I've gone about as far as I want to go."It had not been all that long. Only yesterday she had screwed the mail boy down in the basement of the building she worked in, and last night Ralph had pumped her cunt full of cum before he had to hurry off and catch...
With Sarah Goodwoman's kind permission, here is a continuation of her short story WHAT ABOUT THE CHILDREN, an excellent little slice-of-life tale about the everyday hassles of trans people, which you might want to read first. Both stories are very short, and together won't take up much of your time. ===========================0 WHAT ABOUT BOB? (What About the Children Part 2) Laika Pupkino 2017 ===========================0 Esther Krumnagle was furious! The pervert---one of these...
Abigail's End In the Presidential Palace, there is a dining room where only the most trustedand honoured of the dictator's guests are ever entertained. Here are the mostdecadent and opulent symbols of his power. Perhaps the most decadent and opulentsymbol of all is the white statue holding a finger-basin by the entrance. On the wall behind the statue, in an arc over its head, the inscription reads, "Tothe twin virtues of humility and obedience." It is a naked woman, and her namewas once...
I suppose that I have my wife to thank although I never will. In fact, I hope to God she never finds out because that would change things and the Good Lord knows that I don't want that to happen. It started the day that I found out that my wife was an unfaithful whore. It was a story as old as time. We had planned to go someplace, something came up and I had to cancel and my wife went alone. I got loose from what I had to do and showed up just in time to see my wife go off with another man. I...
I am the Wood Nymph. Gavin, the love of my life, the man I lovingly call "Bigfoot," has told you his side of the story. Now let me tell you mine. I'm twenty years old. For the first ten years of my life, I was raised in a very liberal family. We were nudists, and spent every summer at one resort or another, in the company of other nudists. We also went bare around the house, so nudity was commonplace and entirely normal for me. In fact, I was out of clothes more than in them, especially...
I know these hills like the back of my hand. I grew up not too far away, and every summer my Dad and I would go up there, into the national forest, by ourselves. I was eleven when we first went up there. He had given me my first hunting bow the Christmas before, and taken me hunting in those woods every summer since then. We'd spend weeks together hunting, without ever seeing another soul. We'd lay out trails and blaze them, far from the tracks that most of the other hunters and hikers used....
Frank wasn't lost, because he knew where he was, and how to get back- but he didn't want to even think about returning yet. He was out here by choice, three weeks walk into the wilderness of the Canadian coast range- The last sign of another person he had seen was a trappers line, and a trail leading to an unseen cabin, sixteen days before. He sighed contentedly, and adjusted the straps of his backpack. The frozen ground made his journey possible, because the numerous creeks, swamps, muskeg...
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...
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...
As a teenager, sometimes I wished I could go for an entire day without thinking about doing it. From the time I discovered that orgasms felt good, I seemed as if I thought of nothing else but doing it with a girl. I discovered that girls liked to go out on dates with guys, but contrary to the things I heard from some of the older guys, they weren't ready to fall into the back seat of the car after a movie and a Coke. It wasn't for lack of my trying! I heard two seniors talking about...
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...
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...
Transforming Bobbie It was a typical Monday morning. I woke up, showered, dressed for work and had a glass of orange juice. Everything was fine and then suddenly I felt a "pop" in my lower back followed by a great deal of pain. It was not the first time my back had gone "out" but it was by far the worst time. I called in sick. Then I tried to sit or lay or find some way to ease the pain, but there was no position which would give me any relief. My wife Mary came downstairs. ...
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...
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...
by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. NOTE: I detest the “N” word, however viewing this story without the use of the “N” word, the story did not show the true prejudice of the wife. Rachael was southern born and raised that black people were inferior to white. Her husband has spent years since their marriage to change her mind. That deep southern bigotry, instilled...
"It's Bosomy Bobbie," I say to Anne, holding my hand over the receiver. "Tell him we're not here. Tell him we're not her... tell him whatever you want." "He's all dressed, he says. He's got that whiny tone in his voice." "That's the only tone he has!" Anne screamed. "Oh God... why hath thou forsaken me? Alright. Tell him to come over but use the side entrance." "What side entrance?" "You know, the one next to the imaginary elevator." "Oh, that side entrance... Yeah, she...
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...