Brighton Pier
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Friday 28 November 1952 Our one night together in Brighton began by us meeting as arranged in the concourse of London Bridge railway station, at five in the afternoon to catch the 17.15 train. I had already picked up the first class tickets from the office. There was a freezing pea-souper in London that Friday afternoon in late November and you could barely see a hand in front of your face. As the weather was so bad I left my rented house in Croydon half an hour early so I was waiting for her...
Chapter 1 An exploration of a love-hate relationship That old manor was no place for a city girl like Stella. Perhaps if she’d been born in this country and her parents hadn’t decided to move to America when they tuned 18, she might feel more comfortable running this big mansion. She would have been living here all along if her mother hadn’t passed this house on to her younger sister when their parents died. Now that Stella’s aunt had died a lonely, some say crazy, maid at 45, her mother was...
Four years ago my wife (my girlfriend back then) and I moved down to Brighton and had a wonderful flat just off the seafront, only 100 yards from the beach. When the summer came around it was great to go and sit on the beach and relax in the sun with a good book, magazine or just our thoughts. My girlfriend was then a petite size 14 (UK) with lovely 36D tits and curvy hips that blend into a lovely pert bottom. She has long red hair that she often wears in bunches and the prettiest little face...
I sit in Dylan Rey’s hair salon on Tunbridge Wells High Street and stare at my new little black bob.I worried it wouldn’t suit my face, that I wouldn’t be able to manage the upkeep, and that at thirty-six I was too old. Scariest of all, if I didn’t have long hair would I look blokey – the perennial risk for a transgender woman?But it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.A chunky, straight fringe hangs from a small white parting. Neat curtains either side of my face ease into dagger points...
TransThe Prince Regent's Pavilion at Brighton is an extravagant architectural confection of English Gothic, Indian Palatial and, as a result of the Prince's predecessor, European Brutalism. The concrete and steel wing added ten years ago in an attempt to provide more comfortable living space was generally judged to have ruined the façade as seen from Old Steine but still the Pavilion presented a pleasing and mildly eccentric profile when viewed from most other directions. Miss Voutrakis and I...
It’s early. Far to early to be up on New Years Day, but we are up anyway. We are on our way to Brighton from London. My girlfriend Jess is asleep with her head in my lap, as the train passes through Gatwick and our carriage empties out. It looks like not a lot of people are on their way to Brighton this rather chilly early New Years morning. Jess wakes up as we stop at the next station. She looks up and me and smiles sleepily. She has a great smile. Her long brown hair is tousled and partly...
Why hadn’t she put her little purse back in her handbag? Hayley was so angry with herself, so angry with everything, she wanted to scream. He’d planned the perfect weekend, she was so looking forward to it, and she was screwing it up. She had taken her little clutch out of her handbag to pay for the lunch delivery, and why had she not put it back? To make matters so much worse, she hadn’t realized it until she’d gotten all the way to London Bridge and was standing in line for the train...
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FetishNote : This story is completely fictional! We were heading home from out trip and my mum and I both were still horny from all the fucking we had done in home my father passed threes years ago my mum and I am alone in home, weekend we arrange a holiday trip to any place. We had practice incestuous relation from since my father died after three months mum encouraged me to fuck her with my monster. here is one of my trip fuck with mum for all mother fuckers) Feeling horny on the way I reached over...
IncestStill blindfolded, still bent over and bound to the leather chair, Hayley waited for him. The taste of his come was still there, still strong, on her tongue and in the back of her throat. She savored it, just as she did the wet feel of his come in her tender asshole. The cheeks of her bottom were sore, both from his hand and her wicked, wooden hairbrush. Her nipples were so damn tender she could feel the air move when the central heat kicked on. She’d wanted to feel completely owned, to be...
BDSMHi This is a true story & happened on Sunday the 1/11/15I'm a recent cross dresser living in hove, as i have a good figure i can look quite goodI awoke at 4.15 am feeling horny, shaved showered & got dressed in my stockings, suspenders, heals, black dress make up & wig. Buy now i had a massive hard on, so i had to put on some panties to hold my cock in a bitI drove to dukes mound on Brighton sea front, passing through the town, lots of drunk women so no one took any notice of me...
Mark walked into the cold house, he and his mother lived in."Hey Darling, I'm in the living room," Mark's mum Helen called from the other room and he went to her. He walked in the living room and wondered what was going on. Mum was making a giant bed made in front of the fireplace and it was set up for two people. "What are you doing?" he asked and hoped that Mum wasn't having a man over, but she hadn't dated in the last few years and this was a big surprise.His mum was 33 and she had shoulder...
Mark walked into the cold house, he and his mother lived in."Hey Darling, I'm in the living room," Mark's mum Helen called from the other room and he went to her. He walked in the living room and wondered what was going on. Mum was making a giant bed made in front of the fireplace and it was set up for two people. "What are you doing?" he asked and hoped that Mum wasn't having a man over, but she hadn't dated in the last few years and this was a big surprise.His mum was 33 and she had shoulder...
My earliest memories of my mum go back to when I was about six or seven years old. She would have been about 23 or 24 at that time and I think that was when I first became consciously aware of the fact that my mother was beautiful, with long shapely legs And large tits 38D with big nipples. She had long, brown hair that fell just below her shoulders, brown eyes and full pouty lips which she always painted with bright red lipstick. She loved to wear tight blouses and sweaters. I remember how her...
My first family experience happened in the late 70’s. I had just turned 18 and I considered myself a normal teenage k**. I was not into school and was very glad it was the school holidays. Mum told me she wanted me to go with her to her bestfriend’s daughters wedding in a few weeks time. My Aunt and Uncle in Fort William in Scotland. That was a good nine hours from our house in North Wales. I was glad to go with mum as there could be some nice girls at the wedding. I should probably tell you a...
……………………………………………………………………………………. There are many accounts of boys having sex with their mothers on here but l haven’t read another one where their first fuck was on a train. There are many who say how their mother was some hot piece with amazing tits and a great arse. Well that wasn’t my mother. I’m not saying she was ugly, in fact she was just ordinary, just Mum. The time l’m talking about was the mid nineteen sixties. We lived in a small country town, l had recently started...
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Finally we arrived at the hotel. We checked in and went up to our room. Because it was a work trip mum's firm had paid for the whole thing and put us up in a very nice hotel. It was a large, double twin room. Two double beds each with it's own dresser, night stand and wardrobe. There was a large sofa with a coffee table in front of it and a a TV on a stand in front of that. In the corner there was a table with four chairs around it. I dumped my travel bag on one of the beds, mum did the...
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We were waiting outside for are pre booked taxi, myself and mum had been to a friend’s 50th birthday and was heading home. We were waiting outside the venue on a lovely summers night it was just before 11.30pm and we were talking about how nice it was to catch up with old friends, and how funny it was to see Dave still hitting on mum after all these year, even if it was a good friend of dads. We were both merry standing around waiting for are taxi to turn up. Mum was still a very attractive...
It was a lovely august weekend and we had gone away for the weekend to stay with friends on a nice carvan site. They recently bought it so we gave it a try and to be fair it was pretty nice. It was your typical site where as soon as you drove in you could see the sites club house and arcades, the big lake and the tennis courts. Once we enter the site we drove to what seemed like the furthest caravan at the back. We parked up and got out. I had drove down with my parents and we was meeting up...
Mum and myself lived on our own at home. Dad left when I was 5. I used to jump in her bed in the mornings for a cuddle. When I was 13 we were having a cuddle and my hand touched her breast. It was an accident. As she never moved I touched it again, but this time mum moved it. Next morning I jumped in again and touch her again. This time she moved it away and rolled over and told me that it was wrong to touch her. She wasn’t angry about it. It was a few days later I did it again to her, I...
Fucking with MumMum’s friend had arrived early that morning. Fran was an attractive woman, a little older than Mum, in her mid to late thirties. I hadn’t seen her for a year or so, but had always liked her. They were staying for a couple of nights, Fran and her son, well built, and muscle in all the right places. He had those dreamy blue eyes that made my stomach skip. He had injured himself cycling, and had his leg pinned from the ankle to the top of his thigh. The sort of pins that are on the...
"Well, are we going to the movies or not?" Helen asked, It was Friday night and Helen and Mark her 15 year old Son were going to the movies. They normaly did this or went out for supper on a Friday night.At the movie theater they got some popcorn then found a seat near the back row. Since the movie had been out for a while, the theater wasn't crowded. They practically had the theater to themselves.The movie was funny and light, making them both laugh. About midway through the movie, Mark...
It was the 70's and I was t******n at the time. My dad had just bought a Polaroid camera that would self-develop pictures just after taking them.He took several pics of the family and told my mum to put on a mini skirt and took a picture of her showing plenty of very shapely leg. He stopped taking pics and said that he was going to save the rest of the film for later so excitement over us k***s went back to our usual activities.We lived in a three bedroom house in London and a few weeks after...
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Dad had left us when I was five years old. We owned a three bedroom cottage on four acres of land that sat well off of the road and was bordered on one side by a river. The road was in reality a dirt road and we sat far back in the North Wales hills. So we had our privacy. I kept my I did all of the outdoor work, cutting the grass, repairs as needed. Mum always found the time to make things fun for me to, to keep me occupied. She would invent games inside when it was raining or snowing and we...
It was a nice sunday afternoon and me and mum had taken a drive out to a shopping centre which was a good hour away. We had set off about midday and I was driving. We had never been to this shopping centre so we was driving blind, just on rough directions. I was quite close with mum, we got on really well. Little did she know I did like to spy on her every now and then. Tina my mum was in her early 50's small, brown hair brown eyes. slimish build with a large busty chest, 34dd as I had...
my mum was 5 foot 6, size 14, blue eyes, dark brown hair, She has 38C breasts (I know, I've seen her bra's), I would peek a glance at her any chance I could; I had seen her nude many times around the house, She had a lovely hairy vagina that I had started to notice more latly These images and would flood into my head when I'd jerk off, and it disturbed me. At first. I shouldn't think about mum that way, it's gross and wrong, she's my mum. But the more I thought about it, the less inhibitions I...
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Helen and Mark were returning from a two-week visit with her friend, Joyce who lives in Cornwall. They had gotten a late start and now it looked like they were going to have to pay for it."The storm is approaching Bristol. It should arrive within the next half-hour. All persons should take shelter as soon as possible. You can expect strong winds and heavy rain with. Travel is not recommended!" the radio blared as Helen drove along looking at the dark cloud approaching from the west."I guess...
It started off as just another weekend. My mother had asked me to help her move furniture around the house. Mum was wearing navy-blue shorts and a white T shirt. Her long brown hair was tied back in a pony-tail.Mum was a real knock-out. Her breasts were large 38C. Her eyes are light blue and her long dark brown hair.Mum walked into the living room just as I was finishing moving the sofa to a new location. She watched me silently for a few moments as I grunted and strained and finally...
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My name is Mark, You see my father ran off when I was 4 so we've had to lean on each other with out a dad around. It was hard, but we managed. My Mother was great. She taught me everything, fed me cloath me, everything, all on her own. We ended up renting a small two bedroom cottage that mum could afford. Since money is tight she has us counting every penny, trying to save enough to find a better place to live. I love my mum to death.So its one of those hot, sweaty nights where there is no...
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My name is Mark and I have a secret, or had a secret. My wife knows all about it.SO HERE YOU ARE.I guess you could say it started the winter after my 14th birthday and it was all so innocent at first. Dad and Mum split up when I was 5. I was an only c***d because mum had problems during my birth and could not have any more k**s.As I said, it started the winter after I turned 14. We experienced particularly harsh freezing weather and the bedrooms in the house were particularly cold. So it was...
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IncestMy name is Mark, You see my father ran off when I was 4 so we've had to lean on each other with out a dad around. It was hard, but we managed. My Mother was great. She taught me everything, fed me cloath me, everything, all on her own. We ended up renting a small two bedroom cottage that mum could afford. Since money is tight she has us counting every penny, trying to save enough to find a better place to live. I love my mum to death.So its one of those hot, sweaty nights where there is no...
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SpankingIt was a beautiful, long, slow and very tender coupling. We wrapped our arms around each other and just sat there with mum's breasts squashed against my chest, our mouths occasionally touching whilst I told her my thoughts and desires!"If he really loved you mum, he wouldn't be fucking her would he?""Well I'll tell you something you don't know Jamie," she said and squeezed her vaginal muscles around my cock. "But you must never, ever let you father know that I've told you.""Of course I won't...
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