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Johnstr Mark had worked in construction since he was a child. His father ran a construction company and Mark had been his helper as he grew up. After his father died, Mark went to work for himself. His mother died a few years after his father. He was in his mid 30s now and was on the road. He had lived in a town that had one major employer. The town had done well until the plant closed. One by one in a domino effect, stores closed. Jobs disappeared and the town folded up. There were more...
Dear Readers, This is my real sex story. I’m Himansh K., 22 y/o civil engineering graduate living in Delhi with my parents. My engineering job with an MNC company is yet to start in a few months, so nowadays I usually just hang out with my friends the entire day besides helping out my younger brother with his homework and physical exercise. I’m a fitness enthusiast and even though I have a lean body, I have worked hard to sculpt it very well. My father owns a small business of handymen. It’s a...
Handyman Susanna says: - How many of those builders and handymen have we all looked at when they come around and repair or replace bits in and around our houses have we looked at and yearned for this situation to develop. This is one of those 'what if' stories as far as I am concerned, but there have been one or two builders recently who I swear would've been well up for it, if I had the confidence to take the next public step! Anthony looked at the clock and realised that he...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn't consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn't have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
My Handyman experience I Have lots of stories to tell you all, this is another i think you will enjoyI was asked to price a job for a letting agency who were looking after a small flat, the garden patio slabs needed to be dug up and replaced as they were loose and uneven, I viewed the work and gave them a price, the landlord agreed the price and we arranged to start the work the following week.I arrived at the premises and the tenant came out to introduce herself, a lovely lady i guessed was in...
The doorbell rang and Janet went to see who was there. Her friend from work, Babs, was standing on the porch. Janet invited her in and said, “Hi Babs, come on in. What brings you to our humble abode?” “Hi Janet, I have been all over town looking at patio furniture and I can’t find anything that I like. I remembered you told me that you had some made for your back yard. I thought I would like to take a look at it if you don’t mind.” “Not at all, come on back and have a peek.” She led...
The doorbell rang and Janice went to see who was there. Her friend from work, Babs, was standing on the porch. Janice invited her in and said, “Hi Babs, come on in. What brings you to our humble abode?” “Hi Janice, I have been all over town looking at patio furniture and I can’t find anything that I like. I remembered you told me that you had some made for your back yard. I thought I would like to take a look at it if you don’t mind.” “Not at all, come on back and have a peek.” She...
The doorbell rang and Nancy went to see who was there. Her friend from work, Babs, was standing on the porch. Nancy invited her in and said, “Hi Babs, come on in. What brings you to our humble abode?” “Hi Nancy, I have been all over town looking at patio furniture and I can’t find anything that I like. I remembered you told me that you had some made for your back yard. I thought I would like to take a look at it if you don’t mind.” “Not at all, come on back and have a peek.” She led...
Mark was working in the back yard, building a picnic table and happened to look up to the living room window. He saw Sharon and another girl looking out. They seemed to be watching him. He didn’t think much about it until later when he noticed they were still there. As noon approached, Mark came back inside and was washing up and getting ready for lunch. When Mark walked into the kitchen, Sharon asked what he would like to eat. “I think I would like a sandwich and maybe a bowl of soup...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn’t consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn’t have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
Monday! Monday! Monday! Another rainy weekend results in miserable traffic. Shhhheesh a little rain in Miami and people forget how to drive. The traffic report stated “826 West has been closed from 27th Ave to 47th, its a parking lot now all the way from 57th to 103rd.” I wasn’t in a hurry I just hate sitting in traffic, having borrowed Tom’s truck this weekend, I was on my way to return it. Tom wasn’t in a hurry either along his license was suspended DUI, and he recently broke his leg when he...
years back I got a call for doing a repairs on a bathroom sink. I normally don't do these but she sounded sexy on the phone practically begging my to come over and fix it. I got the apartment address from her and she said to call when I was at the door. I arrive and called the number, then said "I'll be right down" very happily to let me in. She comes down in her silk bathrobe and looks fantastic, a little chubby but big tits, pretty face, good smile, hungry blue eyes, early 30s, brunette. I...
A True storyI work as a handy man and get to meet lots of people doing lots of diffident jobsI have to tell you about a lady i work for, she calls me up once a month to do little jobs around her home, she is a lot older than me she must be in her late sixties but really looks after herself, i had been working for her for about a year when one day i had just finished a job and mentioned i had to leave early to go home to clean up as i was meeting my daughter later. She asked me if i wanted a...
Monday! Monday! Monday!Another rainy weekend results in miserable traffic. Shhhheesh a little rain in Miami and people forget how to drive.The traffic report stated “826 West has been closed from 27th Ave to 47th, its a parking lot now all the way from 57th to 103rd.”I wasn't in a hurry I just hate sitting in traffic, having borrowed Tom's truck this weekend, I was on my way to return it.Tom wasn't in a hurry either along his license was suspended DUI, and he recently broke his leg when he fell...
Wife LoversJackson Davis lived in a trailer in the woods east of Smyrna, Tennessee on the banks of Stewart Creek. He was proud to be a redneck. He was barely literate, far from hygienic, and his only close relationship was with Jack Daniels. He enjoyed drinking, Nascar, pro-wrestling, and porno. Statistically speaking, he was more likely than most to be abducted by aliens. Nevertheless, it still came as quite a shock when the big glowing sphere bathed his pickup with an eerie green light as he drove home...
The rest of the week was unexceptional; a fence repair (replacing three panels of lapped fencing that had disintegrated with age) several drawers in a flat-pack desk that the bottoms had dropped out of (people will insist on filling them with heavy stuff like CDs), an overflowing toilet cistern, and several light-fittings that needed replacement. When it got to Saturday morning, I was glad I had nothing booked. I had, in fact, forgotten about Katryn. Is that Freudian, or what? I was sitting...
I didn’t know what to expect when I called round to see Wendy. What I saw when she opened the door set the tone. Wendy is fairly tall – about five foot nine, with short, dark, curly hair. When I’ve called to do some work, she’s usually been dressed to accentuate her excellent figure, but not that night. Oh, no. Arran polo-neck sweater, quite loose, cords (baggy) flat shoes ... actual deck-shoes. Not a trace of make-up. Not that it bothered me, I hate it when I get makeup on my shirts. Or my...
After breakfast and washing up, I set to and uncovered the mainsail. Wendy started the motor – just as well to make sure it’s working before casting off – I untied the warps and coiled them before placing them in the lazarette, then pushed Curlew out into the pool, jumping on board just as she cleared the pontoon. I hoisted the mainsail as Wendy steered into the wind aiming for the exit, ‘swigging’ on the halyard to make sure the sail was as high as it could be. Wendy pulled the tiller toward...
Sitting there, in the warm cabin, with the rain beating down and the wind whistling through the rigging, with my arm wrapped round Wendy, her warmth pressed against me ... felt right. How could I have missed it? “I’m sorry I’ve been so thick,” I whispered. She looked up at me. “That’s alright, you can’t help it, you’re a man.” She laughed, softly. “Better that way than trying to get into the pants of every woman you meet.” Something akin to magnetism, or perhaps gravity, drew our lips...
We got our showers in the morning, which was probably a ‘Good Thing’, before having breakfast. It was Easter Sunday - it was hard to believe so much had changed since Thursday night. The wind was now south-easterly. We’d be going nowhere under sail that day, even if we’d wanted to. A couple of barges had left on the rising tide, others had been gone since Friday, but as it was a holiday, people were setting up on the quay; someone demonstrating and selling decorative knot-work, various...
We moved on; with west-south-westerlies, we sailed up to Wivenhoe on the last of the flood, (you may not want to hear this, but Wendy’s period began on the way up) round the next day on the ebb back to the Orwell, reaching Pin Mill in the early evening of Wednesday. We treated ourselves to a meal in the Butt and Oyster before retiring to enjoy what intimacy was pleasant for both of us. Thursday morning, we took a walk along by the river, and left Pin Mill to work over the last of the flood to...
I wouldn’t like you to think that getting down to breakfast was a rapid procedure, because it wasn’t. I was in no great hurry to let go of Wendy and she seemed in no hurry to let go of me. When our bladders forced us to get up we took a shower together for the first time. That was fun. Would you believe I’d never done that before? Well, you can believe it wasn’t long before it became a regular event. Breakfast was healthy. Fortunately I quite like muesli (as long as it’s not from the...
Idly meandering through some posts on a TV Forum recently I found a little gem of a posting from Aardvark on the topic of the shortest TG story. "I like The Anonymous Bastard's version of the shortest TG story ever written: 'He became she.'" Since my PhD research was into 'Short TG stories' I, naturally, spent some time discovering the life and writings of Anonymous Bastard, I hope, perhaps, that other readers may enjoy a brief sojourn whilst I explore the shortest of the short TG...
GLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...
I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...
“Fuck you,” said Shorty Philpott after being fired for the ninth time from the Snack House restaurant located in the old Bus Station complex in downtown Fort Myers, Florida.The Snack House was kind of unique having all male employees and the only business to continue successfully in the old Bus Station complex after the Bus Station relocated out on Cleveland Avenue better known as the Tamiami Trail.Shorty had been an award-winning Marine having served in the South Pacific during WWII. Shorty...
HardcoreThe next morning Vanessa opened her eyes, she hoped that it was Shorty that is next to her. She suddenly felt an itching sensation inside her pussy. It felt like a million little micro nerves tingling around the inside of her pussy creating a ticklish sensation. She tried to brush it off and forced herself out of her bed, still feeling a bit sluggish and hit the shower. Brian has prepped Kelly to school. That's the good thing about Brian, he doesn't mind to do share the load, sometimes even...
Shorty and his friends hung out on the corners in the neighborhood. They would check out the girls and women who walked by going to or coming from the store, the bus stop or work, or those just looking for something or someone to do. The boys as they called themselves were always looking to hook up. They commented on the weaves, the Jeri curls, the fine looking mamas and most of all the bodacious asses that passed by. They were always courteous to elderly women and church going ladies. All...
Edited by Dave Lori was sitting alone in the small conference room waiting for her partner. She had the big monitor plugged into her laptop and was doing a little online window shopping before their meeting. Eventually, she heard the door open and her business partner, Brent, take a chair to her right and in back of her. "You're late," she said without turning around. "There was an accident coming down this morning." "Sounds like you stayed in Lahaina and needed one last blowjob this...
The world is full of history and great stories. From a very young age I sat and listened to them and let my mind show me. As I grew older and my magic made itself known I wrote the stories down. It did not matter what else I had to learn or do, the stories still took me away. I was eighteen when I had enough of other people telling me what to do and when. I thought long and then created a wagon like the travelers. I made a second wagon that carried a tent and lots of cushions and a huge rug....
Vanessa is 36 years old, married to her high school sweetheart, Brian. Brian is 5 years older than her. He is not the fittest guy for his age even. He has gained a few pounds over the years. Vanessa however, still looks after her appearance. She has maroon red dyed curly hair at shoulder length, 5"4", 32C cup, a size 8 and very attractive. Some people make jokes about beauty and the b**st but there is always a degree of truth about it. She also has a seductive look that comes naturally and she...
The Newlyweds Chapter 1: Boy's Shorts Ji-min, my new wife, wanted to be called Jasmin now that she arrived in America. We have known each other for for about three years. She served on several mission trips in Africa. And I served in the Peace Corps. Thinking myself too small and not aggressive enough for regular military service I thought it was a good choice. And it was. When we met she was fifteen and I was eighteeen. Over the years she and I exchanged love letters, text...
The Shortest TG Story The last man on earth sat alone in his room. There was a bra on the door.
SISSY SISTERS' SHORTCOMINGS by Throne "B... but..." Arnold blinked back tears. "I can't wear this if someone is coming to our house." He stood there in a sleeveless belly shirt and thong panties, the former with a splotchy pattern of reds and greens, the latter in bright yellow. On his small feet were dainty orchid-colored, backless slip- ons. There was no hair anywhere on his slender body. His wife Delia, who was several inches taller than him and carried a good bit of excess...
So this story is a bit of an experiment in and of itself. There is no overarching narrative. There is nothing that ties the stories here together. This is the place for little ideas and experiments. Some longer than others. All fetishes and storytelling types are welcome here and most of these stories will be only a couple of chapters long. This story is also open to anyone to publish in so if you have an idea that you would like to try out then this is the place to post it. Stories will have...
Skirt shortener. Part 1 Brett always thought of himself as a ladies' man, others thought that he thought he was God's gift to women. The latter case was probably more accurate as Brett did have this way of thinking the mere sight of him made any woman fall head over heels. For women who were nymphomaniacs this may have been true, but then, nymphomaniacs will pretty much fall for any guy. Any other girl was actually repulsed by his antics; and...
Skirt shortener. Part 2 Brett pondered other ways to show people he was really a guy. 'She made my hair longer,' thought Brett 'I should get it cut.' Figuring that people often refer to girls with short hair as having their hair "cut short like a boy." But that meant having to make an appointment; unless he found a no appointment barber. Traditionally barbers only cut men's hair, which Brett was in reality, but some barbers take their business too literally and will not...
Last time I saw her she was still wearing panties the strawberry shortcake character on them. My sister was 11when I left for college, a pale young very awkward, undeveloped , kind of shy girl. I was 18, and went to College all the way to a California College on a baseball scholarship.Leaving behind two parents who used me like their butler and my little sister First, growing up in the Northeast, the cold unsettled winters in New England can have their moments, but can also drive you to the...
IncestI have a terrible gambling addiction. I have been through therapy several times, but once again I have lost everything. This time it is bad, really bad. Making things even worse, over time I have become an expert at hiding my financial situation. My wife doesn’t know it but I have put our family in financial ruins. I have gone through everything; our bank accounts, our limited investments, everything we own, even a major second mortgage on the house. About a year ago, when I got out of one...
Then the jolt of my life; the picture on the monitor changed. It showed my wife on her back in a bed similar to the one I had in this room. A very dark Mexican was between her spread legs, sexing her furiously in the traditional “missionary” position. I was transfixed by my anger. I could not look away from the monitor as he pummeled her. This went on and on. At first it seemed like she was trying to get away from him, but soon it was clear her legs were fanning up against his body. Then the...
The day started with me still undecided about Cheryl. I almost wanted her on board for the new gig, but I also feared the effect it might have on her. It might be best to keep her out of the loop, I thought. What I decided, was not to decide that morning. I smiled at Cheryl and asked, "How are things hon?" while she found me a Crispy Waffle, Egg, and bacon sandwich bag. "Things are just fine, we found something to do with the upstairs," she informed me. "Oh what is that?" I...
Helen insisted on serving us breakfast in bed. "That's what mates are for," she said. But the way she pronounced the word, it sounded more like "maids". She was wearing once again the French maid's apron and nothing else. This was the day when Cathy and I were scheduled to make our guest appearance at the ALT-conference. We felt tempted to ring the organizers and tell them we wouldn't be able to make it because of 'domestic problems', but Helen persuaded us to go. She said she was...
(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Here are some random sex story's that i had on my computer so enjoy...
This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window overlooking the park across the street, just now leafing out for...
Introduction: A glmpse into the characters involved… very small sex scene involved Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skyes brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesnt care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) ...
Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large, my waist is 36 inches instead of 32. I am way out of shape. I will walk this summer to regain some of my wind and shape. But that has...
Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing...
A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...
(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.) I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. I had found her more and more attractive each time, but had gone slow with her in the hope of building something solid in the way of a relationship - since she seemed to have more substance than any woman I had dated for some time. But the night that we danced I...
- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...
HardcoreDuring colleges I worked famous coffee shop, young and sexually active. I had crazy nights with plenty of young college age coworkers, but one in particular she had a boyfriend for a few years and was pretty wild but she never cheated on him. After one day she cracked and we became like rabbits almost every other day,we fine any opportunity to be alone... Fast forward 6 years into the futer... I just broke up a 4 year long relationship and I came back to my old stomping grounds, I was at my...
you were sitting on the couch watching me undress. i unzip my pants and the back down, revealing my round, plump ass. you like that im wearing a lace thong, think its sexy. i took off my pants and bend over infront of you. i pulled the thing crotch to the side, exposing my hairy glistening pussy. you told me to pull my ass cheeks apart so you can check my holes. i followed as i was told. you ripped off my undies and proceeded to finger my holes. you slap my ass and told me to get on top of the...
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This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...
Nickerlover; My sister and IMy younger sister and I only 13 months apart in age,I was the elder.right from a very early age we would play in those days what we called mothers and fathers and would bath together our parents didn't ever notice that we would play with each others sexy parts and at that early age we new nothing at all about sex. but as we both got a bit older in our later teens we got to play with each other and feelings were starting to become better when we were touching each...
TUROK THE TORMENTOR By: ROBO Turok sat upon his throne over looking his domain. He was the supreme Demon in the Universe and had no equal. He had defeated and destroyed all whom had opposed him. Ever since he had destroyed Satan his life had become boring and dull. He had conquered everyone and everything and now had nothing to occupy his time leaving him with a dismal boring life for eternity. "Bring me an advisor......NOW!!!" he roared. A man came running up "Yes Sir, your...