Houseguests Part 1
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One night a few years ago, my wife and I were getting ready to call it a night when the doorbell sounded. I went to find my wife's best friend Shelley standing there with tear stained make up and suitcase in hand. I quickly brought her into the house and called my wife down since I was sure Shelley needed to talk to my wife more than she did me.They both quickly went downstairs to the family room leaving me behind. I went and opened a bottle of wine, found two wine glasses, took it to them and...
Hey all… Myself Raj back with yet another new experience and yeah this time something new. Drop your comments @ Firstly wanna thank all the true/fake/despo/ladies and other profiles or people who dropped comments showed interest and then create negative environment. Sorry guys,girls & ladies. These are my true experiences and I would not like any of my sentiments hurted. Appreciate you behave properly. Anyways back to fun… Out of all mails received I got a mail from a Muslim couple from...
We have a large house that has four unoccupied bedrooms. Since our house has been empty except for us, we have at times decided to use a private rental site to make a little extra income. Each of the rental rooms is fully furnished. Our guests have access to a full bathroom in the hallway, use of the kitchen, and living areas. We have an electronic lock on our front door that allows us to program an individual code for each visitor so they can come and go with ease at any time. So far, the...
I was working at the local university as a professor of English literaturewhen the basketball coach approached me. He knew I lived alone in a largehouse so he asked if I could provide a room to one of his basketballplayers until the end of the current semester. He told me his name wasChuma that he was from Zimbabwe and a great asset to our basketball team. Iwas never that caught up in sports but I did think the coach was quite anattractive man and there were only eight weeks left in the...
THE GUEST The girl has been told by her Master that He had invited a guest to spend two weeks with Him. This guest, the girl was told, is a Master who, while spending time as her Master’s guest would have the rights of dominance and the girl will serve him however he wants her to serve him. The girl was told that the guest would move into her bedroom and would take over that bedroom for two weeks. The girl thought about what would happen. It felt like the guest was taking...
Hi guys and girls this Yogita again. I am married woman with no child, I am fair looking with 32D-25-35 Thanks a lot for your feedback for my earlier story. My inbox got flooded with mails. I am thankful for all those love shown by readers. Due to lot of mails I may have missed some to reply, extremely sorry for that. I kindly request readers to read my earlier story to understand the back ground. At morning when I woke up, found myself nude alone on bed. I wondered where the watchman has...
I work in an upscale hotel in Dallas, Texas and there is no shortage of good looking women who stay at and visit our hotel. Since I am a part of the guest service team, I have a lot of interaction with our guests and visitors. One of my myriad of work assignments is to make sure our guests are well cared for. We have a full time concierge who tends to the personal whelms and desires of our uber-wealthy clientele. One evening not too long ago, one of our frequent guests, an international...
HardcoreDinner in the city had been a lot of fun. My husband’s colleague was in town so we took him out to a nice restaurant. I love dressing up. Since this was a quasi-business meeting, I chose one of my more conservative cocktail dresses, although it still presented my best assets in a very favorable way. It’s one of my favorites: a black form fitting, mid-thigh, drop shoulder dress. I work-out like a fiend and this dress shows off my toned arms and shoulders.My husband’s colleague is very handsome,...
I knelt at my wife’s grave and laid a bouquet of her favorite flowers on it. It had been three years to the day since I laid her in it. Memories raced through my mind; our first date, our first kiss, our wedding, the birth of our daughter. On and on the memories went, until I once again faced the stark moment when it all ended. Injured in a car crash, Karen had died in the back of an ambulance before I even knew what had happened. I never had a chance to say goodbye to the woman who had shared...
SeductionThe Guest Belladonna [Author's Note: As with every January in recent years, I try to do something different for my first story of the New Year. That being said, I hope you enjoy it. The boss to secretary stories start next month; I promise!] A knock on the duplex's door prompted Fran to force a smile to her face. She had long become accustomed to the act she had to perform for her guests. It was something she had become well skilled at since she began renting out the...
As I lay there on your chest, I can still feel your hard cock against my wet pussy. You here some one pulling in the drive way and a panicked look comes across your face. You start to buck up trying to get me off of you. I look up to make sure your hands are still hand cuffed to the bed posts and reach for your blind fold and put it on you. ‘What are you doing? Let me go, my wife is home, you have to hide!’ You see a smile come across my face as I place the blind fold over your eyes. ‘Shhh…...
Hi ISS readers, it’s been a while I shared my last experience. So here I am with a new story. So this actually happened in Mumbai where I was for an official trip. I am 26 year old living in Delhi. I was in Mumbai for a project and I was required to be there for 2 weeks. The client has set me up in their guest house which was situated in Dadar. Guest house was simple, 4 rooms on the 4th floor of that building. There was a care taker named Vishnu, he was from Nepal and a cook name Preeti, she...
“Wanted – Bold and Professional ladies for a post of Guest Relations and Entertainment for a reputed company. Salary no bar but applicant must be bold, outgoing and attractive. Interested applicants please contact…”, Urmila read the advertisement twice again, carefully this time, reading each words and lines and registering them in her mind. She carefully noted the phone number too before keeping down the newspaper. Urmila had passed her bachelor’s degree in a conventional subject last year but...
Maribel was from Monterrey, Mexico and we brought her to our house to live with us while she worked on getting her papers right. She wanted to immigrate to the US and her brother, a construction worker in my company, thought it would be better to have his sister in the US than in Mexico to help with the transition.At first, Janie, my lovely wife of 15 years, was not to keen on us taking in a border, for an unspecified time frame, but Janie knew Jose very well and like myself, she had a great...
Straight SexIt was a beautiful place. Tall trees and thick bushes sprawled across all around me. I was making my way through a dense foliage. We had come for an excursion into these forests. We were put up in a lonely guest house in the midst of the forest. We had arrived yesterday late evening by bus. After a long day in the bus, I had felt dizzy in the morning. So I had skipped the group trekking. Even though Renu and some of my friends had volunteered to stay with me, I turned them down. I said that it...
LesbianI am writing to tell about something that happened recently with my Wife's friend Amber who has been staying with us. It was early Tuesday morning and I was crashed out. We had all hung out the night before and had some drinks, talked and figured out the cost for the room and meals for Amber. Being as worn out and tired as I was, I didn't wake up when my Wife left for work. Not realizing what time it was and from sleeping pretty heavy, I woke for a minute and went to the bathroom to pee. ...
Introduction: Just a little story I would like to share, enjoy Dear Forum, I am writing to tell about something that happened recently with my Wifes friend Amber who has been staying with us. It was early Tuesday morning and I was crashed out. We had all hung out the night before and had some drinks, talked and figured out the cost for the room and meals for Amber. Being as worn out and tired as I was, I didnt wake up when my Wife left for work. Not realizing what time it was and from sleeping...
Ham ko, mujhe aur mere pati ko, unke ek dost ne raat ke khane par bulaya tha. Wo friday ka din tha. Mere pati ke dost ka ghar Gurgaon me tha jo ki hamare ghar se thoda door tha kyon ki hamara ghar to Delhi me hai. Ham wahan sham ko pahunche aur ham ne unke dost aur unki wife ke sath bahut achha samay bitaya. Raat ka khana bahut achha tha. Khane ke pahle ham ne unke drawing room me baith kar drinks bhi kiya tha. Pahle drinks aur uske baad me khana, in sab me kafi raat ho gai thi. Un ke dost ne...
1 A two part story of a man whose lucrative business evolves into a true vocation. As with most of my stories it develops slowly, and I hope readers will stick with it into the second part.Houseboy For Hire, Part One Rory retrieved the key from under the third flower pot and let himself in the back door. He had a similar working arrangement with most of his clients, so that they wouldn’t have to be bothered letting him in every time, or even have to be home when he was there. ...
Pete and Devin stood atop a temporary platform which allowed them to look down through the hollow. The men smiled as they saw water draining away. Pete’s cell phone rang. As Pete answered it, Devin got a knowing look on his face. “Hello?” Pete answered. “Yes, this is Pete Nelson. Yes, Nelson Treehouse and Supply. Your treehouse ... hurting the tree? The side of a cliff!? Uh, yeah, that’s not something I’ve come across before.” The head of NTAS glanced around the work-site. “Um, yeah, I’ll...
Angel S:2 E:1 "Be Our Guest" By G.M. Shephard Copyright © 2013 Edited by: jeffusually Lockwood readied himself by the aluminum door of the warehouse, stopping a moment to double check his M16A2. The weapon's three round burst setting was engaged and his weapon was locked and loaded. He held up his right hand signaling the rest of the team to hold position as Hernandez took place along the right side of the door, his automatic 12 gauge in one hand, a flash--bang in the...
Music wafted through the warm spring air like ribbons of sound, reaching my ears in jumps and starts as I went to answer the phone. ‘…Don’t open ’till doomsday, destruction’s not far away…’ It was the Misfits, playing through my crappy two dollar speakers at the other end of the house. When I reached the phone it had already rung six times. I was really hoping whoever it was would give up, I hate phone conversations. Of course, I had no such luck. ‘Hello?’ I asked, in that...
Not my work, but another great read I wish I had come up with... I would have loved to be the wife! All credit goes to Argus!Authors name: Argus ([email protected])Story title : Guest Room--------------------------------------------------------This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Pleasedon't remove the author information or make any changesto this story. You may post freely to non-commercial"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.Thank you for your...
?I had a sneaking suspicion that someday you?d come for me,? said Darwin Caulden, to his mysterious guest.?In fact, I think I knew you?d come.? Darwin let a smile float to his lips. He sat in a green chair next to an oaken coffee and a floral patterned sofa.A cigarette burned readily in an ornate glass ashtray.He grabbed at the cigarette with his index and middle finger and slid it into his lips hastily. ?So it?s time already, I suppose?? said Darwin, his voice estranged by the...
It was one of those balmy early Fall days, the leaves on the trees overhung the river dressed in Magenta and Gold. I could see them from the huge deck I had built on the West side of our house overlooking the water, just a half mile away. I knew the Fall Chinook would be arriving, it was early for them but still, such a pretty day, worth a shot. I asked my wife Kay if she wanted to go fishing, she knows I love days out on the river. But her fear of water shows in her reluctance, often she...
The HouseboatThe small inflatable boat glided up to the big Gibson houseboat that was anchored out in the back country of the lower keys. The houseboat had been there for over a month now and a young couple lived on it full time. They had made ever effort to find a home in Key West, but no luck. There just never was anything available in the area that met their price range. The husband, Harry Adams, had equipped the boat with enough solar panels and a wind driven generator to furnish all...
THU’S VOYEUR GUEST – Part 1It’s fun watching people having sex – it’s a sort of ingrained feeling of naughtiness, a forbidden pleasure – watching something that is usually considered to be private. It’s a vicarious pleasure that we enjoy alone or together while we masturbated each other and admiring a man’s cock or a woman’s breasts or the fullness of her labia lips. Thu and I been having too much “snack sex” – it was still sex in that my penis was penetrating her vagina, but it was aimed at a...
Sheila Metcalf stayed at the same seaside Guest House two or three times a year and had done over the last fifteen years or so. She originally went there with her late husband Colin, but sixty-one-year-old Sheila had continued to be a frequent guest since being widowed.She was almost family to the owners, Tony and Christine Walker, who were only in their early thirties when Sheila first went there with Colin. The Walker's son Sean was only a two-year-old when Sheila first saw him so she had...
MatureMaribel was from Monterrey, Mexico and my wife, Janie, and I decided to take her in as a boarder while she worked on getting her papers. Her older brother worked in my construction company, so I was more than willing to show a little benevolence. Jane was not completely on board with us taking on a boarder, and after meeting Maribel at the bus station was even more skeptical, but over time, she welcomed it, as Maribel quickly and unapologetically ingrained herself into our routines, helping...
Straight SexPLEASE NOTE: This isn't a true story (or even based on a true story), this is just a fantasy story from the depths of my imagination, though it is set in a real life location. This part doesn't contain any sex, it's just the build up.--------------------------------------------------------------------------I'm standing here in my dimly lit up dungeon, in the basement of my Mistress Chrissy's home. I'm alone, naked, and bored trying to find something to occupy my mind as I've been locked in the...
Here's another one that is not really for someone with a short attention span :) ...if you like it, I always appreciate any comments ...cheers! After a hectic day of travel, mundane project meetings and having to resolve other people's problems, I was looking forward to checking into the hotel to unwind, relax and indulge myself with some relief of the workday stress. As I drove to the hotel, I couldn't resist smiling to myself as I thought of the hotel as "Grace's hotel". Recalling some of our...
I first met Jerry Winston while we were standing in the freshman registration line at Case Eastern Reserve University. It was obvious that we were; a) new students and b) freshmen as we had the proverbial 'deer in the headlights' look about us. I started up a conversation with Jerry because everyone does while they're standing in long lines. By the time we actually advanced far enough that we could see the registrars' desk we were friends. By the time we actually got registered for classes...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Our house was built in the 1960 es and is old fashioned. We have a lovely guest room adjoining our bedroom which Consequently was to be the staging area of an exquisite sexual adventure for my wife Manju and I . In six years of marriage Manju has become quite sexy and we have talked sex , man and women freely . Last year a friend of mine was visiting from Banglore and was staying with us. His wife remained at home, 1000 Kms away. One evening we all...
Erotic‘Hey! HEY!’ Marcus yelled at the retreating form of Alice, trapped behind the plexiglass, he banged his tiny fists futilely against the surface. The sound reverberated within the room of the darkened dollhouse, but he had no doubt it was too quiet to be heard outside of that see-through wall. Not that there was anybody out there to hear it anymore, anyway. The bedroom door had closed, and Marcus was left alone inside of that dollhouse. Once the shock and embarrassment of what had happened...
Bob awoke to birds singing in the tree limbs above him. Kim was nestled in his arms. The early morning sun was warm, but not enough to offset the chill from their nakedness. Kim stirred and looked adoringly at Bob. "Good morning, lover," she whispered sweetly. Then she realized that she had no clothes on, and that, even though she was snuggled close to Bob, she was freezing. "We had better climb down and go inside," said Bob. Bob and Kim grabbed their clothes and hurriedly threw them...
"Okay Pari, don't freak out but-. . ."A dish slick with dish detergent slipped from Pari's grip and crashed into several others. It was loud enough to warrant a call from the neighbors who wanted to 'make sure everything was alright over there'."I told you not to freak out," Odette said in the silence that filled the wake of the glass dishes bashing one another. Her knuckles were white with how hard she gripped at the edge of the serving bar, primarily from the crash, secondarily from what she...
The footer at Penthouse Gold stamps a 2008 copyright date on the joint, which means it’s old as hell in Internet years. I bet all the old fuckers remember the Penthouse name from long before that, though. The brand got its start as an old-school paper porn rag in England way back in 1965, and I know some of you had your first fap to your dad or your grandpa’s copies hidden under his mattress. Before the Internet, these guys were some of the biggest names in the business alongside Playboy and...
Top Premium Porn SitesThere are twenty four usable hours in every day. That is what my mother used to tell me when I was a younger. She told me that I had to make sure to make every hour count. I never really took her words to heart, and I let time slip by me. Before I knew it, I was graduating high school and I was on my way to college. Where did my teen years go? Was it time for me to grow up? What had I accomplished? I am eighteen years old and on my way to a major university. I received a scholarship and a full...
IncestPete drove up to the Harris property, having just returned from a cliff-side treehouse near Memphis, Tennessee which was in serious need of modification, lest it kill both of the trees which were supporting it. The first thing the head of NTAS saw as he brought the pick-up truck to a stop was his son Henry, who was carrying a bucket of paint. “How’s it going?” the father called out. “Going great,” Henry called back as his father made his way to the back yard. “But Paula wants to talk to...
Pete led Julie into her back yard, at which point he insisted that she look down, not up. Her parents and what looked like half of Tupelo followed at a respectful distance. “OK, now just stay looking down,” Pete told the eager teenage girl, “OK, now on three-two-one you can look up. Ready?” Julie was almost vibrating with excitement. “Yes, yes I’m ready!” “OK then,” Pete told her. “Three, two, one ... Look up!” Julie looked up and gasped. “Great Shades of Elvis!” she breathed. Several...
Karen and I bought a light keeper's house, which was on a two-mile road. Our house was about one-third of a mile from the lighthouse. The lighthouse has been nonoperational for five years and sits at the water's edge at the road's end. The local college students use it as a lovers' lane, parking by the lighthouse to accomplish their goals. The locals call the road 'Make Out Lane' instead of the original, 'Lighthouse Lane.' We enjoy the house with all its old fashion things, plus a mystery a day...
Trans'Just give me a better offer.' The man smiled as he lighted a cigar. He held all the cards and both knew it. Had this man been submissive, Seth would hav easily been able to persuade his client, but this was not the case and he could not use his dom tactics here. The compagnie was not doing well and only two branches were still active. Seth's was one of them. Paper was just not sold much anymore and there were too many suppliers for a small market. However this client would mean that his...
Quick synopsis of Tim, during my divorce I was lonely, most all the friends went with my ex as women need support during divorces right? Tim and I met in one of the old Yahoo chat rooms, Divorced Dad's or Single Parent, which ever? Anyway we find that we live about 20 minutes from each other. He and I had formed a close friendship doing things together, groceries, movies, in general hanging out, dinners at each other's place, watching TV, things like that. Until one night through some strange...
Poor Jeremy, Kristen thought as she pulled the freshly laundered sheets from the dryer. She walked down the hall with them bundled in her arms toward the guest room. With the k**s away at camp she was taking advantage of the uninterrupted days to get caught up on housework and projects. That was, until, her husband's best friend had called and said he'd like to come down to visit for a couple days. Her husband Brandon, and Jeremy had been friends since c***dhood. Until recently, Jeremy had been...
It was the second day at the guest house. The two caretakers, Sheethal and Lekha, had informed my teachers that I would require one more day of rest . They had also convinced my teachers that they would take care of me and there was no need for anybody to miss out another great day of trekking. So my teachers and the girls had gone out early in the morning for another of their trekking. As I got ready and came out of my room, I saw the cook and the security guard, but the two caretakers were no...
LesbianWow. You guys won’t believe what happened to me last month. I posted this completely made-up piece about how I’d imagined that Celeste kept a mountain hideaway somewhere, a time-share condo, let’s say, where she went to get away from it all and to get time to write her reviews. From time to time (I speculated) she would call on some likely youth to come visit and help her do her research; after all, one aspect of rating fiction is by its plausibility, and sometimes...
You awake in the large, fluffy bed. Your Girlfriend Cait would love it here. Squinted, your eyes observe the thick golden bedpost. They look antique, you think to yourself. One look around in your room and you have to acknowledge that just this small guest room must be worth more than, than everything you own back at home. Hell, the bed alone should be enough for that. While looking around, you hear a rambling in the corner, right where you lay down your clothes the day before. You shot up and...
BDSMAll characters in this are over the age of 18. —– ‘It’s okay, my parents are out of town.’ Alice whispered into the ear of Marcus as the two stood kissing on the front porch of her house. The two college freshmen had just returned from their first date, and Marcus had walked Alice to the front door. Who said gentlemanly courtesy was dead? What had initially been intended as a simple, respectful kiss goodnight had been prolonged by Alice gently holding him to her, their tongues had danced...
I tried to sleep, and I nodded off for a few hours, but it didn’t stick. I was tossing and turning. I was hot, and my various joints and muscles were aching me more than usual, or perhaps I was just more conscious of it than I usually am. In any case, I was tossing and turning. I was conscious, too, that this might be hurting Kelly’s quality of sleep. After an hour or so, I was wide awake, nervous, in pain, and feeling like a nuisance. I got up and went back to the downstairs bar. While we...
We’ll need a little genealogy: My uncle Robert, born in 1935; my mother, 1938; my brother Terry, 1961; me in 1963, and my Jeremy, 1986, and Rochelle, the year following. Jeremy says the odds of three generations being boy-girl are 1:64. I didn’t learn anything that interesting when I took biology from Mrs. Thornton, though I read about this lady who had nine daughters in a row. I’ll bet the last one never got a new anything. So here are three pairs of siblings in our family tree, one line per...
They say that time changes everything, and that people move on. But, do they really move on, or do they just set things aside and allow themselves to be okay with it? Was I okay with setting things aside and completely moving on, once and for all? ___________ “He is what?” I said, almost enraged by what I was hearing. “What do you mean ‘Henry is getting married.’ He can’t be getting married.” I flung myself down on to my over sized black leather sofa and crossed my legs. I shook the leg...
Incest"Well, that certainly was a unique experience!" said Bob. He and his friends, Kim, Heather, Sarah, and Jack had just witnessed from the vantagepoint of Bob's old treehouse some passionate lovemaking by his next door neighbors, the Smiths. The dim light of a lamp in the lower level of Bob's palatial hiding place in the leaves illuminated all their faces. Each glowed with perspiration from the experience of watching. They sat for a long time in silence each wondering if the sexual tension...
The team from Nelson Treehouse and Supply was making good time on the treehouse Paul and Paula Harris had commissioned for their daughter’s sweet sixteen. There was much use of pulleys, nail-guns, and human muscle with an occasional break for coffee or to talk to the Animal Planet production crew. Suddenly Paula came running up to the base of the tree. “Pete!” she cried out, “Pete, I’ve got bad news. I just got a notice from City Hall. You can’t build this design!” Pete was horrified. He...
The House Guest: Pt 1...This story is pure fiction. Therefore it is not intended to portray any actual events... I grew up on the quiet side of town, up by the country side. I had a typical famly, mom and dad were still together, my Granparents were still around. There was also my estranged Aunt Rachel, plus did I mention my baby brothr was on the way, making me the older chiild, having just turned fifftein at the time. Everything was fairly normal, until one day...It all began with a phone...
They had unexpectedly had some time together for a fuck in the afternoon, and seventeen-year-old Sean Walker and sixty-one-year-old Sheila Metcalf were wanting more. Their chances would be limited by time if nothing else because Sheila would be leaving the Guest House after one more full day and two nights, and they really needed the place empty apart from themselves to be able to do what they wanted to do.After the evening meal, Sheila spent a little time in the back garden with Sean's parents...
MatureBecky Hamilton was upset she had gotten stuck working a double shift on such a beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon. She was a front desk attendant at the River Star Plaza hotel, and the person who was supposed to be working the desk tonight had called in "sick". Becky tried calling backups from the list, but oddly enough not one of the people on the list seemed to want to answer their phone on a beautiful summer's day. This had forced Becky to work a double. Of course, Becky had...
If you use the toilets you have to move the houseboat out of the slip to empty the tanks when you leave. Ron had explained that to us when we arrived the previous day. We’d be here only a couple days and had no intention of going through the hassle of moving the houseboat. It wasn’t worth the trouble when there were community restrooms five minutes away in the center of the docks. We’d spent all day on a scenic boat ride and Ron and Kami had just started the trek to the restrooms which gave...
MatureI wake up on a drowsy Thursday morning around 10:30, just like normal. I roll out of bed to realize that I must have been having a wet dream, which makes me thankful I don’t live in the dorms anymore. As I walk to the shower I think about how sad it is to be a 22-year-old college girl and yet I can only get action in my dreams. In my bathrobe, with my hair in a towel, I sit down at my desk to check my email. Waiting in my inbox is an email from my Musical Structures IV professor reminding us...