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Sunday Morning Part 1 She was shaken awake. It was Sunday. She knew what to do. She went to the bathroom with her pile of clothes and prepared. She showered and did her hair just so, she had shaved in the shower......completely bare this week...she would surprise him.? She bent and slipped a garter belt on running her hands over her very smooth Mont de Venus thinking how nice it felt, so soft and smooth, she would not wear nickers today. She felt a shiver of excitement as she thought of her...
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...
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...
(Two couples find the fun really starts after the party)Andrea Donovan was not too thrilled with her husband Seth at the moment. He had accepted the invitation to Jared Devlin’s Halloween party without even asking her. Part of the reason was probably because he knew that she didn’t like Jared all that much and that if he’d asked first she would have said no, or at least argued about it for a while. In fact, it seemed that they were doing a little too much arguing and too little lovemaking. Both...
TRICK OR TREAT? by enduringshades I am feeling self-conscious. I am wearing a cocktail dress in a red shiny material covered in sparkles. It has modest three-quarter length sleeves and a round neckline, but the dress is incredibly short. It is only by keeping my legs together under the table that my knickers are out of sight of the restaurant patrons and staff. I am wearing, what to me are, very high heels. But I have been told not to be silly, they are only three inches high. My...
You awake in strange surroundings. It takes a moment for your eyes’ and your mind’ to focus. Just for that moment you can’t really place yourself within the universe. You realize that you are lying in a bed. Surrounded by a sea of silky sheets. A light yellow with pale green flowered accents. But whose bed is it? It seems so unfamiliar. So alien. As you sit up your eyes scan around the room, and you remember. It is a room – an open room – in a small Polynesian-style home. Woven grass mats...
I wrote this story as a present for my wife, who loved it (she said), so I decided to post it to see what a less biased audience would make of it. It is rather long, and is in two parts, both of which have been submitted. It is my first submission and depending on the response, it may also be my last! It is written in British English. Though written in the first person, it is not autobiographical. All persons in sexual situations are 18 years old or older. The age of students in the final...
Sunday mornings were always my favourite. Whether it was as simple as a long lazy lie in, or sitting with a cuppa and just talking and feeling close, it always made me feel good.This particular Sunday felt different though. Coming round from an unusually deep sleep I had an odd feeling, like a pressure in the head. I suddenly realised I couldn’t hear anything and as a moment of panic ensued I opened my eyes, but in that moment something was placed over them.Thoughts racing, it was quickly clear...
It was 20 years ago that it happened. It was like a dream or a male version of that old movie "Starman". When I was about 30 years old something or "Someone" strange happened to me. I could only find time in my busy job to run or walk for an hour a week. I had recently bought myself a pick-up truck as a treat. I decided to go looking for a quiet place to walk or run in and I remembered a place called 'Heber Downs Conservation Area' where I had taken, my now wife, Joan on a few picnics and...
Sunday 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...
Megan was full of anticipation for the night ahead. October 31 was the one night of the year that she and her friend, Molly let their hair down – and some. Every year was a little bit different; a new adventure, and each year they just got naughtier and naughtier. Her district really made an effort and she passed house after house, all with an orange glow and pumpkins in the windows. Little parties of fifth and sixth graders, all with their parents were going a-spooking. This was what...
TabooDevlin Mulloy and Becky Connors were in the middle of a wonderful and magical evening together. It was their first stay at home, romantic date, and they just finished the magnificent meal of chili lime ribeye steak with boiled baby potatoes and spring peas that Becky had made for the new lovers. Neither of them knew what was more intoxicating, the bottle of argentine Malbec which Devlin brought, or their growing love. Devlin, being the perfect guest, would have also brought the...
Jenn yanked her navy blue polo shirt up, over her red curls, and off. She wadded it up and threw it onto the floor of her bedroom. Her quick fingers unzipped her knee-length plaid skirt, skimmed it down her slim hips, and tossed it onto the fallen polo shirt. Jenn’s full breasts joggled in their hot-pink bra, which was cut so low the curve of her areolas were nearly visible. “Fuck, that’s better.” She adjusted her thong, which was exactly the same vivid shade as her bra. Carly hated the...
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...
Five & Damon had shared an apartment for just over a year they were the best of friends but they both had totally different personalities. While Five was shy and very committed to his long-term girlfriend Joanne. Damon was loud and was in and out of relationships every other week. Five and Damon had an agreement on the apartment so to keep out of each others way the agreement was Wednesday to Saturday nights it was Five's night which meant Damon had to go out and Five had the apartment to...
Group SexTrick or Treat By Morpheus James looked around him, unable to help but feeling nervous. After all, it was late at night on Halloween and he just happened to be standing in the middle of a cemetery. The fact the he wasn't alone offered him comfort as well as a reason not to show his discomfort. "Okay, here we are," Kevin exclaimed, swinging his flashlight over the ground around them. "This should be a good spot." "Yeah," James agreed with a nod. "It should be..." There were...
Sunday - the aftermath I woke up Monday morning after a long night of dreams. The front of my underwear wet and sticky. Wet dreams, like a teenager. At least I was lucky in my dreams. Reality was a frustrating bitch. My dreams starting coming back to me. I could see Mrs. Richards under me. I remember taking pleasure watching my dick push those big lips apart and then slide all the way in. She was tight and moaning. I doubt the dream was a long one. In any case, now I needed a shower and fresh...
ReluctanceSunday 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...
It was a Sunday morning, I woke up as I usually do, and immediately head for the kitchen. I needed my morning coffee. It's a morning ritual. Of all the things I may or may not be, I am decidedly not a morning person. This one ritual trip to make coffee, drink it, and finally wake up is a distraction. It's a delay- a necessary delay to be sure, but a delay nevertheless from what I actually want to do. And what I actually want to do is be with him. I look across the lake and realize it has only...
SUNDAY ON STICKY STREET NUMBER 1... “Bitch” Michael said to Sam. "You acted like a real slut last night, I thought we were going out for a quiet drink.” “A quiet drink at “The Beating Bishop.” You’ve got to be kidding, there’s no such thing as a quiet drink at the “Bishop” on a Saturday night, you know that. Besides, you got on very well with that Highway Patrol man didn’t you!”Sam replied. “It wasn’t him," Michael replied, "it was all that lovely leather.” He giggled. “Besides, he was much...
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...
Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It's your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three cars. I...
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;...
I usually watch scary movies on Halloween, sometimes do a marathon. Depends on what's out, I'll rent some DVD's or maybe just watch my own as I have quite a horror movie collection. I haven't been trick or treating since I was a young teen. But my friend Michelle said I should get out this Halloween, do a little "trick and treat." I said I'm not really interested in going around to houses begging for candy anymore and mocked her for the way she said trick and treat."I'm not talking about...
I lifted the lid of the slowly bubbling pot roast, savored the aroma, gave it a stir to check that it hadn't scorched on the bottom, and replaced the cover. Another two hours at the lowest heat, and the meat would be mouth-wateringly tender. I laid the spoon on a dish, replaced the casserole dish in the oven, and was about to set the table when I noticed that our automatic light had come on in the front yard. It was just about dark enough for the light to be obvious, and make the...
Last night was my first night as a sissy maid for my beautiful goddess maureen and i have been instructed to tell you what a dirty little cock sucking whore i have been.I have known goddess maureen for a while now, she has been giving me instructions via webcam. She would make me flog myself or fuck my ass with a huge black dildo untill she was amused. So last night, i received a set of instructions telling me that i must prepare for a very special night. I was to lock my cock in a chasity...
I like mornings. Never had a problem getting up early. But, Sunday mornings can go either way: if I enjoyed myself a lot Saturday night, then Sundays can be a bit painful. Or groggy. Or, groggy and painful. Last Sunday was neither. Due to a change in my usual schedule, my fiance and I were alone on Sunday morning for a change. This… turned out to be a very good thing. I got up around 8, brought in the paper, and found she was still ‘out’ at 9. So I brewed some coffee, surfed the web and made...
Harry Andersen couldn't understand why his mother tells him every Sunday that she doesn't need a ride to church on Sundays into the city. He even offered to take her because he goes to the same church. She doesn't have a car. There was no big deal. She told him that the minister comes by every Sunday afternoon to give her cummioun. Harry spent a couple of hours thinking why she would do this to him for the fourth time in a month. He wanted to know what was so important to receive commiun at...
"Dick or treat!" the two boys said as I opened it. "Excuse me?" I scoffed, as I pulled the candy in my hand away from them. "Trick or Treat" one of the boys repeated. "That's not what you said." I replied. They looked at each other and both laughed at the same time. One of them, the taller boy, was dressed up as Ghostbuster. I suppose last year's film reinvigorated that franchise a bit. The shorter boy simply had a white sheet over himself with two eyeholes. A ghost, I suppose,...
I always saw him in the dressing room at the pool in our apartment building. I’m 53 years old and retired. I swim every day to help me stay in shape so I’ve seen him many times both at the pool and in the changing rooms. He’s probably about nine or ten years old, a little over four feet tall with sandy, reddish blonde, sun bleached hair. Before that Sunday afternoon I had never spoken a word to him but I had noticed him since he liked to strut around the changing area in the nude and...
Introduction: Risk was btter than his dad in bed We all slept well, waking fairly early, Liz saw Grants cock standing up, and without saying any thing, took him in the bath room and lay him down, sitting on his cock, she let her morning pee loose, as it run down his cock and over his body, he smiled and with a bit of effort pushed up filling her pussy with his piss, seeing this set me off, so standing over him I aimed my first squirt at her boobs and then worked down onto Grants chest, when we...
Sunday lunch time was always my favourite time of the week because it meant lunching with my mother's sister, my Aunt Rose. So punctually, on the dot of twelve thirty, I rang the bell on the front door of her imposing old house in one of the better parts of town.At forty-two she was two years older than my mother and a senior partner in a well respected accountancy firm, she'd never married and was often quoted as saying that she never would."Ah David," she smiled on opening the door, "Right on...
IncestIt is the early hours of Sunday morning, midsummer. A crack of sunlight pours through the window and there is a freshly cut grass smell in the air. It's that blissful split-second when you wake up and nothing matters. I lie next to my lover. My favourite place. There is nothing I like better the lying on his chest, the smell of a man, the little bit of hair, the mix of bed sweat and pure manliness. I snuggle in to his chest, wanting, yearning for his cock. I kiss his cheek, he doesn't react. I...
Straight SexThis is not a story, this is as it actually happened, how we made love on Sunday morning, as requested by a friend on XH. (Jane tells the first part and Billy tells the second part).I opened my eyes slowly as I awoke. There was light behind the curtains, and I lay in a relaxed half asleep, half awake state, thinking that it was Sunday morning and there was nothing pressing to do. I could tell Billy was awake from the sound of his breathing. One of us will make the tea, normally decided by who...
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...
SUNDAY- CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON A SUNDAY!So I have been pretty horny. Not allot of cock since the demise of Craigslist personals months ago. I decided it was time to hit the Adult Book Store scene. Their are 2 in the area, one in MA and one in Seabrook, NH. Last weekend I went to the bookstore in MA. It is seedy, a hit and miss ABS, which makes it even better! It is frequented by gays and marrieds, occasionally by a Tranny or CD type like me. One of the best times to go is...
Hello again. This story from Ms diary relates to a Sunday when she wrote, V picked me up at ten in the morning, went to his place, straight to bed and he put a blue movie on, good fuck. As usual I like to lie next to M and ask her to tell me more while I wank myself off. She tells me that on this day her black rasta boyfriend, the skinny one with the big cock, arranged to pick her up early one Sunday morning to take her out. She said this was strange for a number of reasons, for starts where...
Sunday, Sunday. After the pain had slightly subsided, I began to enjoy the feeling of him taking me. We had struggled for over a month to get to this point of no return, each evening we would lay together and try. For me, the pain was always too much to bear, but mostly I was scared of letting myself be hurt. Over the weeks we had tried quite a few techniques to eventually get to this point, one was him spitting onto his fingers and slowly rubbing his it against my hole, fingering me...
On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...
BDSMEvery day on the way out to my office in Saddar, I past Sana Haq.We lived in the same apartment building and were neighbors, my flat was above hers. I have to say that the 5ft 3inch Chokri (babe) gave me a hard on whenever I saw her. Her well tailored shalwar Kamiz was in the height of Desi fashion. (Short, sleeveless Kamiz and shalwar stopping teasingly just above her very nicely shaped ankles)She had shoulder length black hair, slightly frizzy (jungle-bhal like this, is my favorite) a round...
For a tantalizing second it hung, suspended by the tiniest thread, a perfect teardrop, before dropping, glistening orange-amber in the morning sun. Just a second later, it splashed against tanned skin, rivulets spreading over the dark brown of a hardening nipple. I giggled and lunged forward, sucking the piece of mango out of your fingers. It was Sunday morning. Sunlight streamed through the windows and across the bed. Sunday papers were spread out amongst the rumpled sheets and our naked...
EroticIt was a normal sunday me and my whole family went to church for our regular family get together. And as always we meet at my grandparents house for dinner. This Sunday was extra special. I was sitting the pew with my family when my aunt Andrea walked in. She looked so stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. She had on a black dress and pressed tightly against her 36d tits, she was 46 yrs old and could make me horny as hell. The dress was cut pretty high, that i could almost see her cunt hair....
IncestBuck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories....I had my hands full as I put all the candy by the front door in a big orange bowl. I put a small wooden chair next to the front door. I have to pass out candy to the trick or treaters. I don't live in a big neighborhood. But I usually give out allot of candy to the k**s. I think they mark my house every year to stop at. There usually a few girls who stop bye. Either with the k**s or just to say hi. I prefer bodacious women. The more voluptuous the better. I'm...
The following is a true account written by a friend of mine in Calcutta. Read it and enjoy. In a few earlier narratives I have described a couple of erotic sessions with my former girlfriend Roma. Today, I shall describe some extremely satisfying sexual sessions with my present girlfriend Sharmila. Sharmila, 37, a probashi divorcee from New Delhi, is a management executive working for a National News Channel and she is currently on a three year assignment in its Kolkata office. We met first at...
Tammy Johnson was a pretty girl of 18 who often dressed up for special days like Halloween or Christmas in costumes that showed off her shapely body and piercing blue eyes. This year she had made her Halloween costume on her sewing machine making sure that it would hug her curves tightly in those places where she knew men liked to let their eyes linger. This Halloween was a bit different because it was the first year that she was no longer a silly virgin. She was so relieved that she had...
As a college professor I'm fully aware of when Halloween comes around, at least two weeks before hand, all my students always seem to get excited about the up coming parties, and despite the fact they are almost fully grown adults, they just can't wait to get dressed up in scary outfits, and have a good time.I personally don't, I normally sit at home, with the lights turned down watching a film waiting for the whole night to be over, until last year.Last year I was doing my usual thing, having...
Sundays afternoons are always twinged with twilight. The setting of the weekend, drawing long shadows of an impending Monday. As days of the week go it’s my least favourite, reminding me of my own middling years, overwhelmed by the dawning considerations of old age. These are symptoms that need self medicating, a gloom only cured by a specific light. My prescribed treatment? The pursuit of sexual gratification, willing or otherwise. To humiliate others distracts from my own inadequacies and...
If anyone else wishes to archive this story, please contact me Tricky Treat By Morpheus Sam Chase looked down at his 9 year old sister Cindy with distaste, hating that he had to take her out trick or treating. He'd much rather be out with his other friends, thinking that Cindy would slow him down. Unfortunately, his Mom had insisted he take her, so all he could do was glare at Cindy in her Xena costume. "Common guys" Same called over to his friends from school, Shane and Eric. ...
Introduction: This is my first story so I want to know what everybody thinks so please leave comments There was something about the air in Chicago whenever October rolled around. Brooklyn breathed in the fresh autumn air from the patio. For some reason, the air seemed fresher and cleaner. Its crispness mixed with the scent of freshly fallen leaves, reminding her that the days were getting shorter and the nights were getting colder. Normally, October was her major party month. Shed take weeks to...
Hi ISS Readers,i m a 19 yrs old guy with average height ,fit body and has fair complexion.I study at an university in Chennai and stay in hostel as i m from Andhra Pradesh.During evening times,I along with my friends used to play ,sorry watch basketball match(because we don’t get chance to play). I met him during one rainy evening and he is a basketball player.He is also from my hometown and we gradually became friends and he is my junior too. One can assume as a basketball player,he is little...
Gay MaleTrick, Her Treat Juliette Lima The Eve of All Hallows Day When wild times hold sway Themes hard to beat And ways to compete Let the men try out lace lingerie. Be it ever so trite there is nothing like a costume party to help a crossdresser get in a day of prissily primping, silky sashaying, and being a fool. I am no different from any other crossdresser, my wife does not like it but she likes me well enough to tolerate the occasional silly assed dress up time when I pretend I...
Betting People: Trick or Treat?By Maximillian ExcaliberIntroductionThis wasn't supposed to be, but is, the first story in a new series I'm writing called 'Betting People'.Each story will be different but will have a common theme. All of the stories in this series will be about people make a wager that results in their becoming intimate. As you will find out while reading them, these stories are, in fact, tales of seduction.MaxChapter One – The PartyI had just arrived at the apartment of Veranda...
Love StoriesIt was a cold October Halloween night and Linda was missing her sweetheart,Scott. They had been together for quite a while now. He told her that he wouldn’t be back in Milpitas until November at the earliest. It was difficult for Linda to get Scott out of her mind, especially since their last time together. Closing her eyes, she could envision him lying next to her. She missed him. She made herself a Lemon Drop & raised her glass to toast aloud,“Here’s to you, Scott, whatever you might be...
Oral SexFinding the boxes, he gets out the ladder to hang up the ghosts. Every year his wife would climb on the roof and hang ghosts from a wire dangling from the soffit. While up there, she would form a web out of a couple strings of black lights on the front of the dormer and put a giant spider in it. Brad drags the ghosts up the ladder and hangs the wires from the hooks. He takes a look around while he is up there, to see how much of the neighborhood has been decorated. From this vantage point,...
My pretty tease of a step-sister Nicole did her best to convince me that fried bananas tasted much better when consumed after midnight. She sounded almost like some brainwashed witch in training with her description of the joys of fried banana eating after the clock on the hallway wall stuck twelve. At first, I was inclined to pooh-pooh her promises of gourmet treasure but when she told me the treat must be consumed in our birthday suits, I immediately perked up my ears and wondered if she was...
Now here I was years later listening to a Sunday morning sloppy 'lurve' programme, which was telling me she wanted to contact me again. I was not in a relationship, though I had a couple of girlfriends who were friends-with-benefits. They felt it was too early for them to be committed long term to anyone. Beth and Julie were good friends and each knew the other was sleeping with me, and I was happy as I was, who wouldn't be? I wondered what good it would do to see Nicola. Why did she...
I continued the conversation on the phone and said, “You know Kandy, I can just see you under my Christmas tree, with only a purple bow tied around your naked body. WOW, what a Christmas treat!” She giggled into the phone and replied, “Well darling, it’s not Christmas yet. I swear all you men think about is sex! I was in the process of reaching for the phone to call you Marcus when the phone rang. I wanted to tell you how much I miss your tender loving care. When can you come...
Jo’s Birthday TreatJo gets an unexpected suprise on her birthday.John was working away on Jo's birthday, he'd tried to get back in time but the job he was working on needed a couple of days more than he'd anticipated.It had been too long since they last had sex and John was disappointed he couldn't fuck his wife on her birthday, look into her eyes as she thrust her pussy on to his cock, and hear her throaty moan as she juddered and orgasmed beneath him.Over the last few days they had been...