The Chauffeur 33 Thanksgiving
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(MF, rom)I hate Thanksgiving. I live all alone and every year on Thanksgiving Day I work at a homeless shelter until I'm about ready to drop from exhaustion, then as I'm leaving the facility I pick one of the men, usually a younger type and invite him home. I hate Thanksgiving so much that fucking the brains out of some strange grubby homeless guy just seems right to me. My psychologist says that I have a "self-loathing" issue and that may be so, but I don't really care what he says. It fills a...
I was at work, the day before Thanksgiving down in the count room. I walk passed the door to the counter and see Emily on the other side of the bars that cover the counter window. Emily is 45-50 ish, and sturdy. She has a wide firm butt and average breasts, her face is like a 5. Her messy curly hair gives her a bit of a trailer trash vibe, but in a good way. She seemed like the girl next door. Very approachable. Like she would willingly put out and then brag about it to her friends.I said, "Are...
My plane left Paris an hour late. It was a nonstop, night flight to New York. We were on hold, apparently, for some late VIP's important enough to hold up an entire flight and screw up schedules. However, I wasn't particularly disturbed as I was in no real hurry. I also had plenty to do on my laptop, so the time passed fairly quickly for me. My seat was next to the window just two rows back from the front entrance. A bustle of activity heralded the presence of our late arrivals. One...
Hey folks. This is this year's Thanksgiving story and it's a little bit different. I broke the pattern a bit with this one. It's also the first Thanksgiving story I've written without that epic everyone gathered around the table food fight. I figure two or three of those was enough. Thanks to Sir Charles for his usual editing magic. I'm sure that both he and I missed a few things here and there. And I'm also sure that those of you with sharp eyes will point them out to me. Thanks very...
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HistoricalIt was Thanksgiving Day and Kelly Ann woke up early to get things started. She washed the turkey and rubbed butter on it. She had made the stuffing the night before and pushed it into the turkey cavity.She was in good shape and decided she needed a break. Her husband went to the gym early so Kelly Ann turned on her computer and decided to flirt with her cyber lover.She noticed he was on and wanted to say hello.“Hey, baby! Happy Thanksgiving.”“Hi, doll. How are you?”“I’m good. Just super...
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Chapter Thirteen:Thanksgiving We had off for Thanksgiving. My mother sent a plane ticket so I flew home for the weekend. Ben was on the same flight with me. I avoided talking with him or even looking at him. Bethany was at the airport to pick us both up. Ben spoke as soon as we were in the car. “Mark and I sucked each other’s dicks. It was a lot of fun.” Bethany looked at me and asked if I was gay. I told her I was not, and I had a steady date, a girl with whom I had sex almost every day. Ben...
BisexualAfter Wednesday classes, Will, Alex and I hit the supermarket. We got all the stuff I needed for Thanksgiving dinner, plenty of beer. The guy at the liquor store even let us buy a nice bottle of wine. He knows us pretty well by now. We stopped for supper at the Union. No point in paying extra or trying to make supper in an unfamiliar kitchen. And the weather was cold enough so nothing would spoil in the car. At Henry's house, we put stuff away, looked around. Two big bedrooms with big...
THANKSGIVING DAY DAWNED DREARY and gray like every other November day in Seattle. I woke up feeling pleasantly well. I did an assessment of all my vital signs to make sure I was alive. After dinner with Riley Wednesday night, I came home and went soundly to sleep in my bed instead of my chair. This morning my heart rate was normal, I had no headache, even my back didn’t hurt, and I could take deep even breaths without gasping. As Methuselah said, “I feel like I’m ninety again.” I was...
May stood in front of the mirror in her child hood bedroom brushing her long brown hair, her deep brown eyes sparkled as the voices of her high school friends chatted with laughter throughout her room. She could visualize Cindy, her best friend sitting on her bed still in her cheerleader’s outfit wearing her long red hair in her piggy tails as Cindy termed as bimbo tails. Carla the true blonde of the group that May referred to her as with a wink loved standing on her head in a corner of the...
The cold North wind blew down the leaf strewn street causing Leah to shiver. The black mini and fishnets she wore were almost like nothing against the late November weather. A light rain had begun an hour before. She pulled her coat closer around her throat against the water that run from her hair and down her neck. Jimbo would be mad if he saw her. The coat covered the cleavage exposed by her low-cut blouse. ‘Fuck it,’ she thought. ‘It’s cold. It’s wet. And there aren’t any Johns on this...
Introduction: I had requests for a sequel with my brother, it did not happen, but the possibility developed into this story. Just when I thought I was too old for more wild sexual experiences, I am only 36 by the way, Thanksgiving weekend allowed me to revisit a past experience. I was hosting Thanksgiving this year so my brother and his 25 year old wife along with our parents were all at my house. They were all staying through Sunday so they could play with my new daughter who had just been...
I have been married to my husband for ten years and we have always had a very close relationship. Neither one of us are into anything kinky and our sex life seems to be OK, although I must admit that I often find myself engaging in a little secret self-play to satisfy my yearnings and needs from time to time. I can’t deny my Hispanic heritage and the passion is undeniable. Rick, my wonderful husband, had to go on an extended business trip the day after Thanksgiving. It was a pre-planned...
CheatingThanksgiving seemed as though it was going to be pretty quiet for us this year. We had a huge family reunion this summer and there's a wedding happening after the first of the year so we decided to stay close to home.We rolled out of bed in the morning and lazied around for a few hours. Jodi decided that we should go for a drive and find a nice restaurant for dinner. So... we took our showers and put on some nicer clothes. I wore dress slacks and a sweater. She chose a dress that I just...
This is part of an ongoing series of diary entries. If you want more background check out a few of my other stories especially “Dangerous Game,” “Changing the rules” or “A hot shower.” This year my husband and I found ourselves with no set plans for Thanksgiving. We had a mellow relaxing day, put the Christmas decorations up and made dinner. Late in the evening I got a text from Sean. He had finished his family dinner and was hoping to kill a few hours before heading home so he could avoid...
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"Hello?" "Hi Karen, I've been thinking about you." Silence ... complete silence for a full minute. "You treated me badly, Sammy." "I know, that's one of the things I want to talk to you about." "I know what you want to talk to me about, and I don't want to listen." "Let me give you my number in case you change your mind." "I have your number, but you'll wait a long time if you expect me to call." The line went dead and she was gone before I had a chance to tell her...
November 1978 Thanksgiving week had only three days of school, but a lot happened. On Monday, Brent asked Beth out on a date and she accepted. When she told me about it, I was happy for her. She was a bit disappointed that it meant the end of our physical relationship, but she knew my rule. On Tuesday, Petra Johansson asked me if I was interested in coming to a St. Lucia party on December 13th. She would be making «pepparkakor» (‘ginger cookies’) and «Lussekatter» (‘saffron buns’) and...
It was only a week before Thanksgiving, when the change happened. Karen Connors realized that she only had one person to celebrate the holiday with, her mother-in-law, Edith. Her own mother lived in retirement community in Florida. Her arthritis made coming up north very difficult in the winter. She only visited in the summer. Karen was used to a large group for the annual feast; now it was just two. It suddenly occurred to her that many people were in the same boat as her. They had no one...
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This is part of an ongoing series of diary entries. If you want more background check out a few of my other stories especially “Dangerous Game,” “Changing the rules” or “A hot shower.” This year my husband and I found ourselves with no set plans for Thanksgiving. We had a mellow relaxing day, put the Christmas decorations up and made dinner. Late in the evening I got a text from Sean. He had finished his family dinner and was hoping to kill a few hours before heading home so he could avoid...
I’m not a big fan of the holidays. Mostly, it’s because my family is just so fucking loud and annoying. So, when I found out my mother and I were going to my uncle’s this year for Thanksgiving and I was required to stay a minimum of two hours I was nothing short of pissed. ‘Sunny, what are you wearing?’ my mother asked. I had on a black shirt with a plunging v-neckline that exposed my cleavage, black pants that fit like a second skin, and black heels. ‘I’m in mourning,’ I simply told her...
It was Thanksgiving night. I was over at my dad's house, with my aunt Sarah, uncle Ruby, my dad, and aunt Sarah's friend Lisa. It was about 2 am. We were sitting by the table, laughing, drinking playing poker. I was 16 at the time, but I still drank.It was fun. Nothing too sexual for the most part though. However as the night progressed, so did the drinks, and soon, we were horny beyond belief.Aunt Sarah and her friend were to my right. Uncle Ruby and my dad to my left. Aunt Sarah was a short,...
IncestAs always real story about my encounters with my MILIts been a while since I wrote a story but its because things have been slow with her and my SIL. That all changed over the holidays when we were forced to be around each other. As I said things have been slow. My MIL hasn't been willing to let me hit her pussy as of late. Shes been taking "Trips with Girlfriends" which has always been her code for seeing the man shes been having an affair with (Besides me). Well that all changed when the...
Twas the night after Thanksgiving, and Taylor and Skylar Hamilton had fallen asleep while watching a marathon of The Twilight Zone. Skylar awoke first because something was tickling her ear. She had fallen asleep with her head in her brother Taylor’s lap and quickly realized his cock had hardened in his sleep. At first she was aghast, but she stopped short of screaming when she noticed how big it was. Skylar was no stranger to dicks, she looked like Brooklyn Decker except with a bigger nose....
It's the day before Thanksgiving with me, daddy and Scotty cleaning the house in our naked bodies. Daddy is cleaning the kitchen, I'm dusting and vacuuming all the floors and Scotty is cleaning the bathrooms and doing up the laundry. Music blaring from the stereo has all of us dancing and singing along. There was a few times that I caught daddy and Scotty watching me as I danced, with my tits flopping around. At one time during them watching me, I caught their dicks standing at attention. ...
Well my cousin came to visit for Thanksgiving she is a year younger than my sister so 10 years younger than me and i guess my sister has not been keeping our secret because my cousin (sara) knew all about how i have been my sisters slave for years now!I didnt know this at first so i let sara stay in my appartment last night thinking we would just have some fun girl chat.After chatting awhile she made a move to kiss me i let her because she is soooo sexy she is in track and volleyball in school...
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I'm not a big fan of the holidays. Mostly, it's because my family is just so fucking loud and annoying. So, when I found out my mother and I were going to my uncle's this year for Thanksgiving and I was required to stay a minimum of two hours I was nothing short of pissed. "Sunny, what are you wearing?" my mother asked. I had on a black shirt with a plunging v-neckline that exposed my cleavage, black pants that fit like a second skin, and black heels. "I'm in mourning," I simply told her...
Quickie SexThe weekend before thanksgiving each year, four Scandinavia moms and along with their daughters, get together to make lefse, a Norwegian tortilla like bread. The moms are all around 40 to 45, while the daughters are in their early twenties. One of the daughters, Anne, is a lesbian, and she was bringing home her new girlfriend today to help make lefsa. We were all looking forward to meeting this new girl as lesbians, except for Anne, were foreign to our little group of women. Anne was...
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He lay back in his new recliner and sighed contentedly. Thanksgiving dinners were good, but you always ate and drank far too much. The others had smiled indulgently as he'd made his move out of the dining area into the family room nearby, then they'd got up too, and left him to rest, going outside one after the other into the unusually warm October night. He could hear them talking on the deck, lighting up their cigarettes, glasses clinking, then their voices disappeared into the distance as...
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