A Road Trip With Sheila
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Cougar Nurse SheilaMickey had his slender dick in his younger (by nine minutes) brother’s ass. He would go slow and then speed up. Then return a few minutes later to slow and deep. His little brother was so tight and hot inside. Roger had a perfect little hole between his ass checks. Mickey made his brother’s ass jerk and shake. When he looked down, his brother’s muscular little butt cheeks reminded him of their mother’s breasts.Mickey leaned forward, placing his hands on Roger’s back....
It was the end of March before I had a chance to tell Sheila how her son lost his virginity. The third quarter was over; I was eighteen and had been promoted to the rank of Cadet Major. Spring was in the air that Friday afternoon when Sheila arrived at school to pick us up. Charlie and I sat in the front seat and chatted. Sheila sat in the back and if she overheard anything we said she didn't let on. We talked about what was happening within Company C, the school, a play I was in and about...
Inside Out Part 2 That Last of Sheila? By Suzanne Knight I got up around 7Am showered and shaved, went with a comfortable bra with weighted breast forms that moved naturally when I walked, put on the waist cincher, sheer taupe pantyhose and a gaffe. The Sheath Vee String Vagina had been pretty uncomfortable yesterday after only a few hours. I did understated make up except I still used the dark red lipstick that went with the finger nails. I slipped into the white blouse and the blue...
That Tuesday morning I noticed that my sweet secretary Sheila was not dressed in her usual scrubs; but she was clad in a sexy black skirt and a tight fitting white top. I commented that she looked quite sexy. But then she surprised me; as she bent over and showed me her black string with barely covered her dark asshole.After the ordinary Tuesday’s meeting, Sheila asked me if she could have a quick word with me. She walked into the ladies room and pointed me to enter there.As soon as the door...
Wednesday came and Sam and Dr. Inga Carlson a plastic surgeon showed up around 10 AM. Dr Carlson was a tall, rather severe looking woman about 50. She asked me to strip down to my shorts and gave me a once over physical then poked and prodded all around my body. She spent a long time studying my face. She took a brief medical history from me but asked if I could please answer in my femme voice. I complied but it did seem weird. She was typing into a laptop all the time. Finally she...
Sheila and I have had some pretty wild escapades together but one stands out in my mind as probably the wildest. It was Halloween, and we had planned to go to the Santa Monica Street Fair where every year about six blocks are cordoned off and people come from all over to show off their costumes. It’s always a meat-fest and not unusual to see many girls and guys walking around almost naked or wearing so little they might as well be naked. As usual I was going to be part of the spectacle. I...
One?Please?, she said, ?I want you to come with me to pick out a new dress.?Kathy knew that I didn’t like to go clothes shopping with her. She always took so long to make a decision, always having to sort through all of the racks of clothing, always asking my opinion on one or another, and always ignoring my advice. I quickly scanned through a laundry list of excuses in my mind, but before I could utter a protest she said, ?Look, I need something new to wear to work, and besides, you could...
Well, like most guys, I never thought it would happen to me. I was like everybody else raised in the fifties and sixties — well, not everybody, but most. I grew up thinking that "queers" and "fags" were lower life forms if they were alive at all. Now it's a new century and things have changed. And with the times, so have I changed. It didn't happen all at once and it took a lot of soul searching, but I've "crossed the bar". Here's how it happened... Sheila was promiscuous. I knew...
This is a rework of the original. I removed most of the swinging stuff and made it a true romance. I also tried to clean it up a little more. I hope you enjoy. * I was walking through the terminal at the Madison Wisconsin Regional airport when I heard the loud scream of a little girl about 4. I turned and saw this little tyke crying. I walked over and knelt down and asked what the matter was. ‘I can’t find my mommy’ she wailed. I picked her up and carried her to the ticket counter. I then...
It was approximately 8:45pm and dad was out as usual but mum was sat downstairs with her friend, I called her Auntie Sheila, she wasn’t my real Auntie but that’s what I called her. They were sat on the sofa drinking wine, I was sat at the top of the stairs, our room was open plan so I could see the TV from there, and where they were sitting, I was 15.As I watched the TV I noticed mum leaned over and whispered in her ear, then they both laughed, mum put her wine glass on the coffee table and...
Upset was not the word for it. I had seen Charlie upset lots of times when we were roommates at Cromwell and later at Pontiac. This was different. Charlie was mad, not angry mad, this was foaming-at-the-mouth mad. I didn't blame him, nor did I blame Sheila for letting her son find us on the bed in my room, kissing. I blamed myself. I should have stopped it before it began. Refraining from kissing a married woman, albeit a newly married woman who had come into my room and initiated the kiss,...
A continuation of my last story.After my quick fuck with Sheila (my 67 year old widowed neighbour), we both went into the bathroom, where i stripped Sheila of her sodden cum soaked black granny pants and her tee shirt and bra. Those and my tee shirt were quickly discarded on the bathroom floor as we clambered eagerly into the shower. I played with her saggy boobs, circling her massive stiff nipples with my fingersas i tried to cup those magnicent hangers. Sheila pressed her back against the...
The interface to the biological unit was still active. The previous night, the Law Master had not severed the link and the AI engine had been left connected prior to and during the biological unit’s sleep cycle. The Law Master had mated the biological unit. The A.I. Engine was still interfaced. The process was strange and disconcerting. Technically it would be unlawful for a Law Master to mate with a Field Agent biological unit under their supervision, but for some reason he had received...
I was sitting at my desk when my boss James came in and trailing behind him was a new girl that I had not seen before. "Carmen" he said "This is Sheila" "She will be assisting you with some of the new specs we're doing" he added and I reached up and gently shook her hand. James explained the work she was going to be doing with me and as he did I kept looking over Sheila now and then. Young, nice figure, good looks and a good set of tits I thought to myself and I was hoping I could get to see...
It was the photograph of Tony in the Observer newspaper which first caught the eye of Lady Sheila Radcliffe as she ate her breakfast which immediately aroused her interest. Suddenly, as what she was reading sank in she gasped, surely it could not be possible. She left her breakfast and ran to the lounge grabbing an album of old photographs. She compared the photographs of her husband when he was twenty with the picture in the newspaper. "Could it be possible after all this time?" Both her...
Wow. The man could definitely kiss. I hadn't felt sparks like that since, well last night. Mentally I groaned. Last night. No matter how many times I went over it in my head, I was still in disbelief that Nat would go down on me that way. Nat? Good ol' Nat, honorary brother number 6 who had never looked at me as more than a sister in his life? I dropped my head against the wall in my tiny entry and closed my eyes. Mark had really thrown me asking if Nat was a spurned lover. Lately,...
Hello readers, I am Kiran and I welcome you for viewing my real life experience that happened around two months ago about having an unforgettable sex with my neighbor lady named Sheila, who wanted a satisfying sex from me as her husband fails to give it. I welcome your feedback to my id Now let me begin the narration. Both of our homes are just a few feet away and I use to see her every morning when I go to provision store. At that time she will be cleaning her home surroundings. A brief intro...
About a month after I’d witnessed Auntie Sheila with mum and dad, my parents went out to the pub with some of their friends and Auntie Sheila came down to sit with me, in them days, 1973, c***dren couldn’t be left on their own. We were sitting on the sofa watching TV she was asking about school and stuff and we were talking chit chat.The time came up to a quarter to nine and I asked Auntie Sheila if I could watch the Sweeny, this was a hard hitting cop show in the UK in the 70s, very popular....
How can I describe her – she is about 56yrs old, 5’10” tall, and weighed about 135lbs. She had a very fine rack about 38C with a slim waist but a bulbous rear end. A real bubble butt. I had admired this lady for many years as I grew up and was always willing to help her in any way. She often had small things that I could do to make it easier on her around the house and garden. As I approached my 18th birthday, she called me one day and asked if I would be available to help her out in a...
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How can I describe her -- she is about 56 years old, 5'10" tall, and weighed about 135lbs. She had a very fine rack about 38C with a slim waist but a bulbous rear end. A real bubble butt. I had admired this lady for many years as I grew up and was always willing to help her in any way. She often had small things that I could do to make it easier on her around the house and garden. As I approached my 18th birthday, she called me one day and asked if I would be available to help her out in a...
Nat could not have picked a worse time to show up. There I was in a gorgeous guy's arms feeling the tingles of a strong attraction running up and down my body when Nat appeared. There was no justice in this world. I closed my eyes in order to give myself a minute to think. I WAS happy to see Nat. I loved him. He was a member of the family and a really good friend, all in one 6 foot package. As a teenager, I had even had a crush on him. I never let him know it, of course. Nat was 6 years...
Sunday Sessionbypenisleeve©The Sunday session is tradition in Australia. After two days of relaxation the young and the young at heart head for their favourite watering-hole to cap off the weekend before returning to the grind of the working week. I was in town on business for a couple of weeks, I’d come alone leaving Caz, my wife 1 600 Km away. My usual outlet for my excess sexual urges was not on hand, If you’ll pardon the pun, so I sought an alternative. This was acceptable to Caz as long as...
The fourth woman from the past was Sheila McLean, the desiccated minister's luscious widow. She stepped right in front of me on the street, her head down and her hand out, "Spare a shilling, sir?" she said with a quaver. There was something familiar about her. As I dug in my purse she looked up at me with dark, bloodshot eyes, and my cock jumped in recognition. "I know you," I told her, searching my memory. "There was a fire. Who are you?" She twisted away and started to run but her...
So Sunday night she came over around 11:30pm. I was already pretty tired but I honored her request to only answer the door wearing my cage. She grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them really hard till I was sort of bent over and said to me “I love the control you allow me to have over you.” She released a bit, but still held on to them and locked the door behind us. She led me to the bedroom by my balls but not the room we normally play in. She said we are doing this in your bed tonight. She...
"Mmph..." Jamie moaned as she forced her tired eyes open. A quick glance at the clock made her sigh- it was 5:45am, a time that up until recently, the 26 year old woman would have balked at, especially on a cold, wet Sunday morning in December. However, Jamie didn't hesitate to swing her smooth, slender legs out of her bed, wrap a warm dressing gown around her shivering body and pad the short distance down the landing towards the reason for her being awake so early. "Hey, hey cutie..."...
Damn him! Who does he think he is throwing around orders like that? Despite my pique, I put the chain on the lock after watching Nat walk to his car. No way was I about to be foolhardy with my safety. I rested my head briefly against the cool door before straightening. I still had a lot to do. The spark of pride hit me again as I surveyed the cluttered apartment. It was small and disorganized and crammed with unopened boxes, but it was MINE. No one could understand why I was so determined...
“He’s asleep, come with me,” whispered Jackie in Dave’s ear. Dave stood carefully, looked at the slumbering George and tip-toed out of the conservatory. Jackie eased the door shut, being careful not to let the latch click. They moved more quickly into the hallway where Jackie turned, put her arms around Dave’s neck and kisses him greedily.“Don’t worry he’ll sleep for hours.” She led him upstairs.About a year before, Dave had been sitting at the bar of ‘The Winner’ just coming up to eleven...
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Her name is Mrs. Jones. She was my Sunday school teacher and confirmation teacher. She was very prim and proper. Neat tidy business style dresses. She was thin with dark brown hair. She always took classes very seriously, but she was always staring at me during class. One Sunday morning,when I was 13, she told me to stay after and help her pick up, which I found odd, since her son was there. He was actually a friend of mine. But I knew better than to make waves at church. When her son had gone...
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Second and final part. It will make more sense if the first part is read first. Both parts are quite long. ‘Steve Wright’s Sunday Love Songs’ is a real BBC Radio 2 programme: Nine till eleven am GMT every Sunday. I’m not sure if they still do the long lost friends item. In any case, they never connected Kevin and Nicola with each other, since they are both fictional characters! All characters in sexual situations are over eighteen. —– We left Kevin searching and worrying about Nicola who...
Finally, her door burst open and her mother trotted in, purse in hand, already dressed to go out for the day. “Get up, Hannah.” She nudged her daughter until she rolled off the far side of the bed. Hannah stood up groggily and swept her long tangled blonde hair out of her face. “Get dressed,” her mother ordered her. “Where are we going?” “To Doctor Brown’s,” she answered. “What? No, I told you I wasn’t going back there.” “Do you know how much I pay for those therapy sessions of yours?” her...
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MatureSunday Night Football Sissy It's no surprise that we love football here in Texas. We all head out to watch high school ball on Friday nights, and of course we love to cheer on our college boys on Saturdays. And the grown men dominate our Sundays. Especially if you're a sissy slut like me. I am a sissy cock slut who happily serves a small group of men here in town, and things took an interesting turn a few years back when I learned that Master David was an avid Cowboys fan, while...
Hello ISS readers. My name is Himanshu (age 22) and this is a story that is going to make all the boys who are still searching for a girlfriend, contented. I too am single but last week I discovered a way to curb my sexual requirements. Honestly, nowadays I don’t even think about having a girlfriend. I would like to share my mindset changing incident with you guys based on my experience in the form of this story. On Valentine’s Day, I lost my friends (suckers!) who were single like me. My...
David James moved up behind the skimpily clad, statuesque brunette and slid his arm around her waist. The girl, Emma Harris, flinched slightly and then appeared to relax as David whispered in her ear, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." David allowed his hand to drift upwards towards the girl's naked breast. In his opinion one of the few good things about the approaching Sa'arm invasion had been the sudden appearance of flesh amongst the female population. A fashion change that...
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If you own this story, please tell me, I love it sooooo much, turns me right on.Session 1 with Miss Andrea -2012 Femdom, CBT, FM, Bondage, UrethralInsertion Matt sat at the couch again, his desire burning within him. His need tobe punished. His need to be hurt, to have his nipples pinched, his ballsslapped and squeezed. As he stared at the TV, he made the decision, "Icould use a real rough hard session" he texted to Andrea. He grinned a bitas the text went through and his erection grew. ...
Some weeks had passed since the camp trip of our school classes. Meanwhile, we were in the second half of May, and it had been nice and warm outside for several days now. On such a nice pre-summer day, Katha, during the final lesson for this day, shot me one of her 'letters'. Would you come and visit me this afternoon? Have something only you can help me with. An invitation to visit a horny girl? Why not, I thought and answered her letter: What's on? When and where should I...
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Hi my dear friends! I am back with my sixth story and thanks to this website who had given a chance to post all this stuff. Comments and requests are all ways accepted on my mail lovingdynu(at)gmail.Com. Waiting for more feedback friends, I am expecting a lot of feedback and comments for all my stories and I want to help any girl’s/aunties/womens/widows who are facing problems, they can share any problem to console themselves, I am not only a sexual friend but can be a genuine friend. In this...
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Group SexHi friends ,this is my first story on ISS and I hope that you will enjoy my story.I am george from kerala And this is a story told to be my friend.I found it interesting and decided to share it .Without boring you more lets get on to the story. It was a Sunday and I have come to the office for some shit work due to some client visit. I just came to office and since it was Sunday no one was there. Being Sunday I just came in a skirt and t shirt. I for the first time in my life came to office...
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VoyeurWith a basket full of my dirty clothes, I struggled into the local Laundromat. It was three years since I had routinely been to the Laundromat, but after splitting with my boyfriend it became a Sunday tradition. No Sunday roast with my parents, instead I spent the nicest part of the day sitting on a hard little wooden bench. You see, Peter got the washing machine in the split, and I hadn't got around to replacing it. As much as I hated to admit it, I still needed to feel hard done by;...
Hello, everyone. I am Raghu. I am back again. Thanks for all the replies and comments and support for my previous three sex stories.Special thanks to some of the Bangalore ladies who trusted in me. I will continue to be the same in future.This has encouraged me to narrate my one more experience. I am telling one more experience with my sister. Yes, the same sister with whom I have made the sexual experiences. This one is really exotic and mind blowing. It all happened recently, last week 20th...
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