Bitter Coffee
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Ahhhh! It was the hot first day of May and it had been over 4 months; I had not even had a close chance to see a naked live pussy, leave alone fucking one. I was almost becoming an ass aficionado and that too a male ass for crying out loud. Whenever my cock rebelled for sex, the boys were available so easily; I mean I had a list of my boy toys and if not all, most were only a call away to have them in private naked and all secret; fucking them as much as my body would endure. I had taken stock of myself many a times; a young college guy of my age with almost perfect, strong well into sports and track exercise; developed body, having a lot of need, want and appetite of sex, ok bi sex if you must know.
I had my personal rants and peeve’s and on the top of the lists were the girls; I mean all girls and especially those who were not going steady with a guy as yet. Why these girls were not getting fucked as much as I wanted to fuck and may be they were but when it came to me; they always wanted to own me and keep me as their own like a property. I shall be honest, my dick is not a record book type but just a bit larger like full 7 inches than the average normal 5 inches of many guys and also real thick; again full 7 inches around and uncut with additional foreskin funnel hanging off the tip and the balls that would put a bull to shame making so much of the juices to squirt every time, enough to take a bath in; and with all this why I could not attract any girl to have as mine for fucking only and not to own at all.
Anyhow this day, as I stood naked in front of the mirror in my bedroom, I took an oath that no matter what; the next fucking session I had, will be with a girl or else. I did not want to be a total stranger for a pussy and or forget all together how to fuck a pussy if I met one. I think it is very appropriate that I introduce myself. My name is Haakim, Haakim Saeed George the full name. I am an Arab, here in Europe on a study visa. My father is damn rich man back home and truly I am spoiled too. At 19, here alone, my family has not put me in the dorm room of the college but bought a small, very comfortable and cozy 2-bedroom house for me at the end of a dead end street, affording me all the privacy. I have only one house next to mine on this side of the street and then there are lot of empty lots on both sides. No one is there to see or doubt anything when boys come to my house and even my next door neighbor think they were my college class mates showing up to do some homework or completing combined study assignments etc. My next door neighbor is an old lady, who is not invalid or something but due of her knee problems, she mostly uses a walking stick and even a wheel chair off and on; when she goes out for shopping and rarely when I see her in the back yard, she uses a walking stick to help her keep the balance on those old joints. Sheila has a young daughter and no husband and I have never dared to ask because I am afraid it might be a sad story reminding her of the grief and just exchange hello and good wishes whenever we meet in the back yard. See we have no fence to mark the boundary and its ok to walk over to other side as we are good neighbors for sure. Cheryl, the daughter looks like a freshman at some college but I am not sure and I have never wanted to know either, if she was or not.
Being a Saturday, I had slept a bit longer than usual and finally rolled out of bed, made a cup of coffee and sat a while with it, sipping and reminding myself of the 2nd January of this year; which was a day off for me from college and I was feeling extremely horny and hot, needing to fuck a pussy. I am not a desperate type and if need be and there is nothing else available, I do not mind having a long masturbating session with jerking to the danger level and stopping suddenly, practicing to edge and only shoot after a session of an hour or even more if possible. Stupid me, that day, I walked out to the video shop on the main street. Was I thinking to get a dirty street girl to come with me when I returned; I honestly don’t know for sure but I swear, that day I added a young angelical and most charming faggot boy to my collection. The memory was exciting me but I had just taken oath to have a pussy for my next sexual encounter and was concentrating on some possibilities, making me dizzy and drowsy and I decided to take a nap on the sofa.
Just as I fell asleep, the loud knocking on the sliding glass door woke me up. WTF!! I thought, who this could be disturbing me. I stood up from the couch to see Cheryl, the teenage daughter of my next door neighbor, standing at the door. I opened the door, exchanged the greetings and let her in. She asked me how was I and only then had a good look at me realizing that I was sleeping and then she apologized for waking me up. I really did not want to be rude and told her; she was very welcome. She walked around in the family room, making a casual mention that her mother left to see her ailing friend and won’t return before tomorrow evening at the earliest. Being lonely she figured; I was alone too and might like some company. I had seen Cheryl before but never this close.
She was young, with curly black hair, fair skin and dark blue eyes. Maturing sexually; she was developing nicely at all the necessary spots with pulpy breasts and nicely spreading hips. For her age the onset of maturity was looking awesome on her. We had been very good neighbors and friendly since the day I had moved in here especially with her mom.
Very confident and sure; she looked at me and asked if I had any beer in my fridge and before I was ready to answer, she said that she had consumed one can already before coming over and I could even smell it on her breath; I figured it will be ok, I got a couple of beers from the fridge and gave her one. As we drank the beers we talked about a lot of things, having a good time. She finished her beer and asked me to point her to the bathroom. When she returned, she had a very resolute look on her face and announced that it was the perfect time. Not understanding what she meant, I looked kind of quizzical at her. I was almost sure; the beer was having an effect on her but she was not drunk but only lightly dizzy and delightful. Now her voice was very nervous but definite as she continued saying that she had come here with a purpose and there was nothing to stop her. I was speechless; unable to make a sense in anything said so far. Only pausing for a second she continued and with no possibility of any doubts or vagueness; she said that she had come to have sex with me and she had been thinking, planning and waiting for the right moment like this one. Her voice was definitely stammering and kind of choking her, when she said all this in complete details.
I was speechless for a second before I gave my view points of being very neighborly and not wanting to spoil the relations and things like that. This time she had a lot of confidence and gusto in her voice when she reminded me of having a hard core go at her mom in her living room on the center table and claimed to have seen it all. It was many months ago she said and had decided at the spot to positively do it with me. She was saying that by my own rights, I was a maestro in her mind because she had seen me changing so many positions on the sofa, floor and then on the center table fucking her mom. O’ my fucking Lord!! I recalled my memory. She was right. It was 3 days after last Christmas; my birth day.
As the Christmas was over, we had met casually for some after dinner drinks. Cheryl; I found out, had a great sense of humor as she narrated many funny and humorous stories or anecdotal notes to keep us all 3 laughing until she announced to be ready for sleeping and went upstairs. Sheila was not allowing me to leave, had brought out the bottle of JW Black and we were slow sipping it on the rocks while she had started talking of having a difficult life as a single mother because Cheryl had born as a result of an out of wedlock relation that turned her life upside down. She left her home as a conscientious decision, had some job and spent all her life to care for Cheryl’s life. She was lucky for a little while when one of her office mate asked her hand in marriage and she happily got married, took this house but it lasted only a few months. He left her with the only consolation of not claiming any right on this house. He was a sex maniac; Sheila used the words and cheated on her plenty till that last time when he did not come home until next morning, announced of divorcing her and walked away.
She hugged me when she got overwhelmed in grief and I hugged her back just to be nice and consoled her, holding her tight and close, made the wheels to turn. Our body heat flared and as it goes and nature has it, one thing lead to the other and that was the only one time when Sheila and I had sex. I remembered fucking her plenty, having long session of foreplay, nailing her on the sofa, bringing her down to wedge her ever harder and deeper on the floor and then spreading her on the center table to fuck her senseless and cumming inside her 3 times at least. I and Sheila were so much indulged and busy fucking that the upper floor must have made noise, creaked and could have alerted us when Cheryl woke up in the late night to go to the bathroom and claimed to have seen us fucking but we never knew if anything else was happening in this worlds except Sheila getting fucked and I fucking her.
Although it was the only one time I fucked Sheila and we made sure, never again because she was concerned about Cheryl and I did not want to have, even only the sexual relations with a much older woman than myself but the damage was done and Cheryl had brought me back all the memory and truth of that one-time lunacy. Cheryl told me that when after about an hour of sleep, she woke up to go to the bathroom, the lights alerted her and she peeped from mid stairs, I had her mom’s shirt pushed up and my hands were busy massaging her naked tits and licking her nipples with my tongue digging all around and my crotch was pressed hard over her pussy making my solid cock fixed in her balls deep. “After seeing you giving so much of pleasure to mom, I decided to continue watching”. She added.
With that, she kissed me fully on the lips, slipped her tongue into my mouth and took my hand and placed it on her breast. Through her T-shirt I could feel that she wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were erect and waiting. I made a feeble attempt to resist her but she wouldn’t let me, especially since her hand had found my hard cock straining in the fabric of my shorts. I carefully removed her shirt and went to work on her pretty little tits; careful massage and kisses with gentle sucking on the nipples had her heart pounding and her breath irate. She asked me to be very careful and attentive with her boobs because she was going to bleed in about 2 or 3 days making her breasts quite tender. With my gentle massage and sucking; she soon admitted that her tits were no more tender to touch and asked me to continue making them feel wonderful. I kissed her neck and earlobes and decided to progress to her young snatch. She was wearing a pink track shorts that rode high on her thighs. I slipped my hand down the front of them and discovered that her white cotton bikinis were soaked almost as if she had wet them. I gently caressed her through her panties, not wanting to rush her to orgasm. She took my hand and tried to press my fingers against her clit, but I wanted to go slow to give her truly erotic experience.
Seeing me slow the things down a little, she commented that when she has sex with her boyfriend, he is very anxious to cum and she cannot catch up with him. “Before I was even warm, he is penetrating me and in a few strokes he is all done and shooting his load but first seeing me satisfying her mother and fucking her in varied positions and long time and now doing this to take her along on the ride; let it be a slow ride, is the convincing reason that she wanted to go through with this and letting me fuck her for sure”. She was so fed up to have never had an orgasm from the action of the very nice and healthy manly cock of her boyfriend and always finished herself off with her own fingers and he would even not help her masturbate. She once again cherished her memory to see me fuck her mom for a long time and not being in a hurry to cum while kissing her, sucking her nipples, licking her boobs and doing all the massaging and other stuff before filling her pussy with my very thick and sticky juices.
What a fucking joy!! I thought to myself; now here was a girl with a greater purpose. She had already told me of having masturbated many times while fantasizing of this day and being under me, a man to fulfill her dreams of true lovemaking. She told me that she had full confidence in me of having mastered all the sex techniques to lure and please any woman anytime by taking the things slow and nice driving them to the extraordinary sexual heights. I also knew that it was the inexperienced, hurry up type of sex with her novice boyfriend that pushed her to consummate what had started out as a young girl’s first masturbation fantasy.
At this point I decided that we would be more comfortable in bed, so I took her by the hand and led her to the king-size bed in my room. Kissing her passionately, we stood embraced next to the bed as I squeezed the soft, round cheeks of her ass running my hands over her spreading hips, I grew very aroused, even more than at first. I held her cheeks and forced my hard bulge against her soft pussy mound, then pulled down her shorts. Her soaking wet panties clung to her pussy lips, showing a great deal of definition. I sat her down on the edge of the bed and laid her back. Kneeling down, I spread her legs and began to kiss and lick her thighs, while my hands caressed her belly and youthful mound. Sticking my face between her open thighs, I devoured the scent of her young sexual excitement. She rolled her hips back and helped me to remove her bikinis.
I joined her on the bed after removing my clothes and, starting at her lips and working my way down, I kissed and licked her breasts, sucked her nipples, tongued her navel and finally arrived at my destination: swollen, pink pussy, barely covered with moist ringlets of soft, black pubic fuzz. Her crotch had not yet developed the heavy odor of a mature woman but her scent was still extremely arousing sexually. I asked her to guide me to her points of arousal; be honest with me if she wanted anything done or there was anything I did that she didn’t like or to ask me to repeat what she really pleased her the most. I wanted this to be very special and fulfilling time for both of us when I apply my expertise of taking her pussy. My tongue parted her wet pussy lips and I ran it up and down her slit, avoiding too much contact with her clit. “Oungghh”! She moaned as I heard her say; it was very good, so good, please do not stop. She gyrated her hips slowly and passionately to get my tongue reach her every deep nook. I spread her legs wider to have a good view of her young, narrow love tunnel, and licked her lubricating fluids flowing from her tight, pink hole.
“Please allow me to suck your cock; teach me, I want to learn to do it right.” I heard her clearly and slowly rolled on my back and my rigid tool pointed straight towards the heavens and her young mouth. She remembered every detail of her mom sucking me and taking me completely in her mouth and I unloading in her mouth with a super orgasm; explaining the need and desire of oral sex and its role in love binding. With that, she wrapped her lips around my swollen cock head and gently sucked the tiny beads of pre-cum from the tip and then ran her tongue up and down the underside of my shaft as I warned her to stay away from the very sensitive tip, if she did not want me to cum right there.
She suddenly started beseeching and begging for me not to cum as yet and telling to play a while because she wanted to feel me power filling her deep in the pussy as a first experience and memory. Still bonding and gelling together we maneuvered into the sixty-nine position, and within a few minutes of my tongue at work, she climaxed with a deep shudder, wrapping her milky-white thighs around my head having a strong orgasm wash over her. She twisted her whole body, stretched and rubbed her cunt on my lips, enjoying the fullest until the roller coaster ride came to a halt.
I do not think she had fully recovered from the jubilation, her pussy had gone through; she was asking me to fuck her. She was ready to feel my steel rod cock in her cunt afar and deep beyond the tight pussy lips, filling her gap. She was relentless in repeating her demand, whimpering and sighing quite loudly. Showing my concern after comparing my cock size to her pussy; I positioned her on top of me and told her to bring her hand back and hold my shaft with her hand and rub it up and down slow between her wet gash, paying a close attention to her clitoris. I directed her to use my cock as a stiff toy of her to masturbate by rubbing its fat head and shaft against her puffy outer lips and when I say ‘go’ she should push it inwards, letting the fat slithery wet length breach her haven and bury deep in her snatch as rapidly as it could. She had told me; she was not virgin but not fucked properly even once; no wonder she was very tight just like a virgin, no less.
By rocking back and forth on it and manipulating my cock, she achieved a very cadenced stroking action in her cunt leading to another shuddering, rough climax. Quivering with orgasm impulses, she let go of my cock and totally collapsed on top of me, impaling herself on my sex pole. I let her lay there for a few minutes while her pussy enjoyed the spasms and her heart pounded with delight. Her bountiful juices ran down on my balls, over the crack of my ass to soil the bed sheets. We kept deep and wet kissing and petting to continue until she shook her pussy hole on my sex dong sending me a signal to restart the engine.
At this point I pulled out of her and made her go on her knees and shoulders, raising her hips high up and presenting me a clear view of her fuck hole but only upside down with the pussy button on the lower end. I took a position behind her and slid my two then three fingers in her cute swollen and puffy slit giving me a very satin smooth and velvet like feeling of her fuck tube. I have no clue or reason but for the first time she looked like a fucking slut to me that was worth nothing but to be used as a cum dump through and through. She began rocking her hips again and I kept stuffing her with my fingers all the way to the third knuckles which exerted quite some pressure on her tiny ass hole also which made her ask me if I was going to fuck her in the ass. God honest; it was not deliberate but just a quick natural answer when I said, “No, not right now but soon”. She did not show any resistance or opposed my idea at all and I completed my answer that for now this position will give me a better penetration and action against her clitoris.
She reached once again under and guided my cock into her love passage and I began my gentle humping, picking up the pace until I was moving like a greased piston. I held onto her rounded hips as she buried her head into the pillow with the shaking of bed with every thrust. Cheryl began to breathe quickly again and cried out, “I’m cum-m-m-in-g g again, Oh my God, I’m cum- ming again!” I felt the semen rise out of my balls and in a final stroke, it gushed out of the tip of my cock and filled her hole.
The white, sticky stuff squirted out between my cock and the walls of her vagina and ran down her inner thighs. She moaned and howled, humped back against my cock and came in what seemed like an endless wave of jittery orgasms. I kept my cock in her for a few minutes, letting it throb deep in her pussy while she tried to recover from her orgasmic delirium.
I withdrew my weapon from her pussy and laid down next to her with her back to my chest, with my semi-hard pecker nestled against her soft, warm buns, and my hands cupping her developing bosom. We fell off into a deep sleep for a few hours. I awoke to find my young lover gently stroking my leg, feeling my cock grow hard between the cheeks of her ass. She rolled over and we kissed and hugged, touched and caressed, further exploring the depth of our intimacy. I closely examined her budding womanhood; her pale, peach-shaped breasts, with dark brown nipples that reacted well to the touch of my lips and the hands, and her pubic area, with scant covering of soft, black fur and the perfect pink folds of her vagina with its swollen clitoris, on duty, standing like a watch dog over the entrance. Her mound protruded nicely from between her legs, an open invitation to a ready cock or tongue. “Do it to me again,” she begged like a school girl. I spread her legs wide, and got between them placing a pillow under her ass and one by one, put her legs over my shoulders. This gave me a great target, and I guided my cock between the puffy pussy lips.
She gave a little gasp when I sank in her fortress to the hilt, my balls coming to rest against her rectum. As I pumped her full of my dick, her head went from side to side on the pillow. She was incredibly tight, and when she came, I could feel the muscle walls of her pussy going haywire, gripping and releasing my cock in an erratic way. Fucking her already cum filled, young cunt was a joy of its own kind. I moved her legs back to their original position on the bed and leaned over so she could wrap her arms around me and legs around my waist and with all the forces summoned I gave my best to her until we came together. I again filled her already overflowing pussy with my cum and we came to rest locked in a perfect sexual embrace. I remained seven inches deep inside her and we drifted off again waking up locked in together. We got up and showered together, washing each other. I gave her a total body massage and we talked about the possibility of future encounters. Talking about future potentials, we both became aroused again and she asked if I would like to enjoy fucking her ass hole; an offer I dare not refuse but I was stunned as well to hear the offer.
I didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize my relations with her mother Sheila and as I said already, I had fucked Sheila but only once and now I had to be careful; firstly, because Cheryl had a boyfriend and I did not need any confrontation with him and secondly, I did not know how shall Sheila react to the fact that I was fucking her daughter. After all, Sheila needed sex too but I would surely not do it to mom and daughter both and I do not mean at the same time together.
I was drooling at the sight of her young tight ass; she was displaying it for me. Just unable to resist I reached and cupped her ass cheeks in my hands only to satisfy the lust. She reciprocated and grabbed my ass cheek and pulled me into her and started sucking my cock in her mouth while stroking the lower half of the shaft and rubbing the balls as well showing the perfection of her technique. I gently grabbed her by the neck and began massaging her neck and the back. She began sucking and stroking my cock and balls and gently scratching my balls with her long nails. Her technique was perfect, I told her that she was incredible. She kept sucking me for almost 10 minutes till I could not last much longer. To avoid shooting my juices, I made her lay on the bed with her ass cheeks almost at the edge of the bed and buried my face in her satiny smooth crotch, tongue fucking her and sucking on her pussy button. She moaned louder and pushed the back of my head and facilitated the grinding of my face into her crotch much harder.
I don’t know if I mentioned earlier; I love using my mouth, tongue and face on a woman and make her climax. Cheryl was exceptional; with hard labor of sex, she was sweating making her taste far better and making me far too aroused also. I really enjoyed sucking on her erected clitoris and lip biting it to make her sigh and groan with pure pleasure repeating her demand to keep it up and then suddenly her juices started to flow down to her asshole. Adding some of my saliva; I explored her bottom hole for a while till my experiences guided me that she was stretched enough for me to start fucking her in the ass. Slowly I kept working her asshole and she kept moaning, calling me nasty, naughty boy. I giggled and said, I was doing it all for her. After about ten minutes of intense oral on her asshole, I felt her ass flex and relax as an indication that she might climax again. What a fucking orgasmic bliss she was in.
My urgency to shoot the lava had calmed down, so I let her lay on the edge of the bed with her asshole almost at the perfect height and position for my piston to fuck her; while I took a firm position on the floor. Just slight bending over, gave me the ideal reach to her back passage and idyllic position to my dick to perform the best. I grabbed the middle of the shaft and penetrated her without much struggle or cries from her. Her body shuddered as I kept the pressure on making me slip into her slow but nice and fitting until the whole 7 inches of steel were plugged into her asshole. Honestly, she did not give me more than 2 minutes to fuck her ass with deep thrusts as I held her hips and she arched her back off the bed to meet my thrusts. She kept moaning all the while and shouting, “Yes, Yes Oh’ God! Fuck me, rough and raw, fast and hard”. The bitch was simply gorgeous, hot but unable to last any longer on my fuck pole and rapidly started convulsing and quivering with orgasmic high. I thrusted deeper into home within her rectum and we both blasted together. Her ass was just too gorgeous, hot, and good in bed to last any longer. I soaked her ass sheathing with squirt after squirt of my liquid fire. What an ass shuddering orgasm we both had leaving us all spent and I have no memory even if I pulled my cock out of her fucked up asshole, did I drop over her or climbed the bed; whatever shit.
When I woke up, I was all scooted up on the bed. The sweat, her pussy juices and the aura of my semen made a wonderful smell that was dominating the room. My still size able cock was out of her but our bodies were mingling still. Cheryl confessed that no one has ever taken so much time with his mouth and tongue to make her feel so good as she felt today. It was afternoon already and she was ecstatic, talking and wanted to be with me till Sunday evening. During talking, she casually told me of being on the pill to put my mind at ease.
Suddenly she went quiet and then she started talking again; she was very apologetic and told me that tomorrow, Sunday midday she had a date with her boyfriend from lunch time till late. She was ready to cancel and stay with me but the nice guy I am, I told her not to do that. I further advised her not to disappoint her boyfriend and that I had million reservations and no intentions to have an argument with him over fucking his girl plus her mother respected me and my integrity. I was tactical in telling her that like her mother I felt it was better that we did not keep our sexual relationship going any further. She became sad but suddenly spoke in a very perky tone offering me her ass because her boyfriend never showed any interest. She begged me to teach her better; how to handle a cock especially sucking it. I was flattered but kept quiet; thinking what luck, seems like; I have to think over and try to feel proud fucking an ass because, it’s not only the boys but girls also wanted to take my dick in their ass. My only concern was Sheila; the mother. If she found out about I and Cheryl having sex, she would be obviously disappointed and I had no intentions to fuck her crinkly wrinkly pussy to make her happy. It was lucky in my favor that within the next 4 to 5 months Sheila sold the house and both mom and daughter left, leaving me with bitter sweet memories to share with you.
The End……………… Your comments, suggestions are highly appreciated.
A. W. Chohan 05/ 05/ 2018
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“You know, Ms Perkins, I feel sure these negotiations could be brought to a swift and successful conclusion with the addition of a little sweetener.”Patricia kept a stony face. “A sweetener?” she said.The man on the other side of the table grinned wolfishly. His name was Vasily, and he spoke flawless English, if with an accent. “Yes,” he said, “a sweetener.”Patricia tried to keep perfectly still. She knew very well that if she leaned back her blouse would accentuate the curve of her breasts,...
HardcoreSRU: Sweets By Gina R "Spells? Yeah right." James (17, male, 5 foot 6) was no believer but he was in a habit of checking out any new store in his local mall, unless it was a girl's shop of course. In fact he could not even remember seeing this shop in construction and tried to think what it replaced. The shop was at the far end of the mall and he didn't come down this way often so maybe that was why he could not remember it. He walked into the shop, which was called 'Spells R...
In my case, though, it happened with my sister. The summer before my senior year in high school my parents took Karen, myself, and a friend of hers, Lisa on a trip to Cozumel, Mexico for a ten days. My parents are fairly well-off, not extravagantly wealthy but doing well enough to afford occasional luxuries. Karen was almost 16 and had developed into a gorgeous young woman. Her arms were long and almost thin, but her body was curvaceous and toned. She had long amber hair and this amazing...
Word spread quickly that I was an asset on sales trips. Maybe that would get me out of the office occasionally with trips to exotic places. With Harriett jetting all over the country, sitting home alone even with a substantial and growing porn collection of books, videos and photos was tiresome. So, when I got the email that I was going to see a customer alone, I was quite shocked. I wasn't the shake-hands, smiley-faced deal closer. I was the factual, technically astute back room guy who got...
Wow!! Most of the guys, I suppose, have first time sex in early age i.e aroud 14 – 18. I wish I had that chance in that age. I had my first sex experience was with my chat friend at the age of 21. Before we meet, we used to talk over phone almost everynight for a month and then the normal conversation slowly turned to naughtier every night and we started telling each other’s sexual fantasies. She told me that she is virgin and would like have sex very much. Even I was. Both of us were virgin....
I always remember the first no matter how many times I get to watch. Every time I see her fucking I remember seeing that first cock push her lips apart, hearing her initial cries as it slipped inside her horny cunt. Seeing how wet she was, seeing her juices coating his entire shaft. Remembering how she had sucked him first, looking at me as she took his cock in her mouth, stroking the wet shaft while she sucked his balls. How she lay down for him, pulled him on top of her. Seeing her legs...
Cuckold9/30/2007As I mentioned earlier I have had strong desires to suck cock and new that I would have to meet some body and do it soon or would always chicken out of it. So finally everything was right I met someone on line and agreed to meet that Sunday afternoon. I drove the 50 miles or so to the town and called him for directions well I was miles away so he said he would drive there and meet me, I almost drove off 2 or 3 times and finally he drove by and wave as he called me on the phone and...
I am going to tell you a real story which happens between me and my friend ?SWEETY?. I am working as a Manager at Mumbai. Now about me, I am a well mannered, handsome guy of good looking character. In my company there are lots of young talented girls are working. Among them the most ?Beautiful One? Is ?SWEETY?. She is 5.5? Tall, long black hair which falls below her buttock, small eyes, red lips, long nose, good neck, etc??.. She likes to wear sarees rather than any other modern dress. She tugs...
Playground Sweeties Oh how I loved those playground sweeties and I don’t mean their little daughters either. Young children have young mothers, generally. Being a single parent I took every opportunity to visit all of the parks in our town. For a small out of the way community we had four places for our children to play. The elementary school had a very nice solid wooden play gym, the high school had a nice field to run around on, and the main Community Park had a bunch of slides and...
Have you got a favourite wanking memory? The one thing in your mind that's sure to get you off? Here's mine. I was living in London and sharing a flat with a bloke called Dave. We were both in our late 20's. He had a job working with a guy with a disability who needed a staff member to care for him as he couldn't cope with practical stuff so during the day he was out at day centres but needed support at home. This meant that Dave regularly slept there as night support. One night Dave starts to...
¨I love it, I love it so much¨ he whispers to himself. In a flash, he is blinded by the headlights of a car that drives by. ¨Not so quiet anymore, damnit I need to cum badly¨ he decides not to stay here and drives back home. On his way back in the car, a memory of that once quiet place are playing as an old movie in his mind. Memories that he shares with only one other person.... ¨What are we going to do here Bella? This place gives me the creeps.¨ ¨Just relax big baby, we are...
Copyright© 2001-2003 There was a young parson of Harwich, Tried to grind his betrothed in a carriage. She said, "No, you young goose, Just try self-abuse. And the other we'll try after marriage." When I attempted to open my eyes the room spun so fast I had to close them again. Trying to sit up caused a wave of nausea to threaten my existence and I had to lay back down. Every inch of my body hurt, including my fingers and toe nails! How could I drink so much last night? Oh...
In Her Memory Waking to the quiet sounds of a sleeping household, the refrigerator humming to itself in the pre-dawn stillness he rises groggily to pee, absently pondering this mis-feature in human design, the eight-hour sleep cycle coupled with a seven-hour water tank. It is nearly time to rise and start the day and his mind wanders back to the empty spot where his wife had lain until she disappeared nine or so months ago; half hoping her body will eventually turn up in a ditch somewhere so...
For the President's Eyes Only: Project Sweetpea By DEE DEE PERRI CHAPTER 1 The agent's eyes swept the crowded room once again with professional efficiency. To one untrained in his science, it would appear as a casual, almost bored, cursory examination of the restaurant, but a skilled observer would have noted the brief, almost imperceptible pause- the agent had detected something interesting. Now using the menu to partially obscure his actions, the man visually confirmed his...
In the early fall of 1953 an incident lasting from the dark of Midnight to the predawn hours remains my most vivid, graphic, and lasting memory. It needs no embellishment, rather, needs be be believed as stated, for tis a true memory, tho seems to this day, the fantasy of my fevered mind. On the ranch in Wyoming, where I grew up, we separated to ewes in first “season” to keep them from being bred too early, as they are just not mature enought to carry to full term ,and the mortailty rate is...
One night while sitting on my back deck my mind was drawn to a sweet memory. After spending more than 2 decades as a high school teacher I had taken on a whole new challenge in my career and I sat outside reflecting on the many experiences some good and some not. A memory that has been in my mind from the start of my teaching career came drifting back into my mind. It was the first Saturday after school let out for the summer; graduation had been the evening before. I had been asked to get...
I lay in my bed, propped up with precisely3 pillows behind my head and back. The time was ticking between day and night as I sat and watched several different movies. The time has passed slowly, and yet you are still not here. I unconsciously watch the USA and Canada hockey game, knowing where you are you are watching it as well. That’s the closest I can get to you. I have not felt your touch in months, your kisses are faintly remembered, your touch is unfamiliar, and I long for you to come...
MasturbationThe Bunk’d actress now in her 8th season of shooting the Disney show in 2025 being 19 now gets an audition for her ‘first ever movie…it is a Horror/Thriller where she will be paid $20 Million Dollars…more if the movie does really good, the studio wants her for the lead role saying she would be perfect for it as she reads the script reviving a long forgotten and deeply repressed memory of something that happened to her when she was 15, something so horrible and frightening she ‘blocked out the...
Mind ControlSweetness Chapter 1 (1) It started with an accident. I mean that; I did not want one of my many secrets getting out, but you can't plan everything. In my case, I didn't plan on rolling my SUV. It was a Thursday and it was early, too early. I had just left the golden arches and with a fresh cup of piping-hot coffee, I was ready to start my work day. The sun wouldn?t make an appearance for a while yet; when you own your own company, you start early and stay late, and I almost...
I like to go for massages. Admittedly, I've had an occasional sexual massage fantasy probably from having seen a massage sex porn video. But I never received anything beyond a professional, therapeutic massage. Until I got a massage from Sweetness.She walked me to a private room. It was candlelit with a big mirror on the wall."Undress and lay on the table," Sweetness said. She was Asian, but not as skinny as the average Asian woman I'd known. In fact, she had fantastic curves. Wearing a low cut...
Quickie SexA Special Memory By Milik the RedLife has its ups and downs and I have of late been in a period of change and reflection. Among those changes have been thoughts and emotions that have kept me away from writing for some time, but as with all passions my desire to write has rekindled within my heart and I find myself looking to my own past for the spark of inspiration.I find myself looking back some thirty years to the days of my youth. Days filled with the nervous insecurities that a boy in his...
TrueHi ISS readers . I am mathew age 26 from pune. I am a regular reader of ISS and I this is the first time I am narrating my experience here. Well coming to the story, this is gonna be a long story , please have patience friends, as this is real life story… I am an average physique guy of 5,9″ with brown in complexion. This story is about swetha Aunty my house owner’s wife . Swetha is 33 years of age, 5,7″ and her size might be 34-28-32, I am not sure though. 3 years back I had to come to pune on...
Hi, this is vikram again, thanx for all of your comments given on my last story, now i am giving you a recently held mass fucking of my lovely and sexy wife sweety. She is a real slut. For those who are new let me tell you her figure again. She is a real fucking bitch with 34 – 30 – 38 size. Long black hairs and white complexion. This story happens when some of my friends came to delhi for trip and stayed at hotel. On the same day i had invited them to my house for dinner. I did not told...
Six months later Frank paid ten thousand dollars for a seat to get onto the New York Stock Exchange. In an instant Frank Maloue became a well known person. It was 1911 and he became interested in a small firm named Computing Tabulating Recording which would eventually turn into IBM. He bought into this enterprise believing that this company in Endicott, NY and Dayton, Ohio had a great future. His affair with Greta was going well. He had a great fondness for the young woman but didn't...
For the next year, Frank Maloue spent building his fortune and attending social events. Tragedy struck Astors when on the way back from France the Titantic hit an iceberg and sank. His new wife Madelein made it off safely but John Jacob went down with the ship. It was this incident that he started calling on Grace Wheaters. She was a cousin, or a niece, or some kind of a relation to John. He was curious but never asked. Over those twelve months he spent time with her frequently and even got...
The next morning Grace and Madelein met in the park. Madelein left her baby home in the charge of a nanny. They chatted for a while then got up to walk a block to a tea shop. Frank hadn't given up but he had some important business in London that needed his personal attention. He wrote a love note to Grace and told he would be away for a while. He caught an ocean liner to get him back to London in a hurry so he could do whatever had to be done and return to New York City as soon as...
Frank awoke to commotion outside on the streets. He threw back the sheets to see mobs of people shouting. He opened window. "WE WANT WAR! WE WANT WAR! WE WANT WAR!" This mantra was cried over and over again. He hurried to the bathroom. Relieved himself in the crapper, shaved, dressed and raced out to find that the crowd wasn't dispersing, instead it was growing. "What is happening?" he asked a man with a walrus moustache. "We're at war," the man answered. "War! We declared war on...
The war raged on. The saying "Be home for Christmas" was now an echo from the past. The Allies stopped the German war machine at the Battle at the Marne. Then both sides tried flanking each other but it end up that from the Alps to the English Channel trenches were in place. Two weapons now dominated the war zone. The machine gun and heavy artillary. Casualties were in the hundreds of thousands on both sides, destined to be in the tens of millions. By mid October the war was stalemated as...
Just as Frank was to leave for New York City, two men from the British Embassy approached him. They wore dark woolen suits, sported derbys, and had handle bar moustaches. Both had badges on their lapels as if they slueths. "Mr, Maloue?" one of them asked. "Who are you?" Frank replied. "This is Mr. Jeffery Lyons and I'm Nigel Woodhouse. We represent the British Embassy," Woodhouse introduced themselves. "Would you kindly accompany us to the Embassy?" "What is this all...
In August 1916, the second anniversary of the beginning of the war to end of all wars, Major Frank Maloue found General John French was a pompous ass. The man was so arrogant his whole staff had a strong dislike for him. The man was fighting a nineteenth century war in the twentieth century. The artillary was accurate than before. Rifles were easier to load and fire. Machine guns were plentiful with the ability that only one could cut down hundreds within minutes. Then there were poison...
No sooner had Frank returned from the front lines that the Germans launched their expected attack. The heaviest fighting was located in the sector he was in just the day before. General French had all the confidence in the world that the line would hold. The men had all the equpiment a soldier would need including the newer gas masks that promised to protect the man from anything the Germans lobbed over. All staff members were on call at all hours. This would commence from the beginning of...
The next morning, Major Frank Maloue checked out of his hotel room to move in with Yvette. Despite it being midOctober, the sun was out and it was a warm day. Frank was a bit fatigued with his all night sesson with this wonderful young woman. She wore a light white cotton dress down to midcalfs. She wore no panties. If one looked closely, he could see a dark patch showing through at her sex. She also had a white band on her head to hold her long hair in place, white heels and white leather...
Back at the Front, Frank became depressed. The war was going badly and there were rumors of revolution in Russia. It was cold. He felt fortunate to have a bed to sleep in. However without Yvette, he was lonely. Although there were good companions at dinner with his fellow staff members, he still felt out of place. Strange how one woman could change his view on life. He sent two important letters. The first was to Grace releasing her from all obligations toward him. He said he didn't think...
Gwen was a lovely bride the following June. Her long flaming red hair stood out in the white white wedding dress. Her trimmed corseted waist was as alluring to the people that attended as they exchanged vows. John's aging parents insisted upon a long ceremoney and as they paid for the wedding, Gwen & John agreed to follow his parents' requests. The thoughts of Frank and his business was far from her mind as she stood before Espicopalian priest presiding over the marriage. The Madisons...
Frank, to his surprise, liked Yvette's parents. He was a descendant of a Count who had been beheaded during the French Revolution. Napoleon III restored his grandfather to his old lands. His father inherited his family's title and privileges back. His name was Jacque Sousmaire. His wife, Flora, was exactly like her daughter plus twenty years. Yvette and Flora treated each other as sisters rather mother/daughter. They got along famously. Jacque didn't seem like the type who woud marry a...
It was October and it was a warm in the day and cool at night. Back in American they would call it Indian Summer. Gwen was a happy woman. She received a gift of ten thousand dollars from Frank as a wedding present. She was two weeks late and felt sure that she was pregnant. John was a happy man. He feared that the same might happen when his first wife died at childbirth. Both the mother and child, a son, died. His love for Gwen had exceeded that he held for his late wife. Gwen, being a...
With the Americans in the trenches, the war took a decided turn for the Allies after the German ferocious summer attack failed. The French and British were still low on moral despite of repelling the last gasp of German strike. It was the early fall of 1918. Unknown to London and Paris, Ludendorff and Hindenburg were telling the Kaiser that the war was surely lost. Wilhelm II refused to believe it at first but as the fall approached, it looked bad to him also. Shortages of food, munitions,...
Yvette was dead! She was taken away by the early outbreak in Paris of the Spanish Flu. When Frank told the doctor about her dizzy spell a few weeks before but the doctor replied that he didn't think that her brief seizure had anything to do with this. He said that the flu killed in hours, days at the most, and didn't linger in the body for weeks. Yvette lay on a gurney looking as if she were only sleeping. She had a peaceful countenance about her. General Maloue could not believe that his...
Standing at the bottom of the ramp was Grace Wheathers looking as lovely as ever. The dress was red silk that fell to the ankles, a matching wide brim hat crowned her long raven hair. The sensuous garment hugged her beautiful body as she waved to him. The shock was that he never told her he was coming home. Beside her was a was a uniformed man standing in front of a shiny limo. She embraced him once he reached the ground. For a few moments he felt as if his leg were still on the boat. The...
Grace Wheathers was the most beautiful bride anyone had seen as she became Grace Maloue. The Presbyterian Church was filled to overflowimg as Frank slipped the simple golden band on her finger. Her gown was her mother's. Pure silk and lace with a long train attended by two young girls dressed as brides maids in a light pink chiffon full length dress. Their job was to trail the bride to make sure the train would always be straighten or curled about Grace's ankles for photographs. New...
Frank died in 1952 from complications stemming from a serious bout of pneumonia. It was his third time in five months that he fell victim of it. Grace was at his side when he slipped away. Penicillin wasn't a decade old so it had no effect on curing him. They were childless from having their own issues who was to blame, they had adopted a boy and a girl. Both were in their late twenties and early thirties when he was taken. Jennifer was twenty-nine and thirty-two year old Francis were in...
Being Payday I went to the Mars BarFor a Valentines drink, perhaps a Bud. Instead of staying home, fiercely pounding my pud. Then I spotted her with ass wide as a car As a chubby chaser I loved her girth With a manly nod and smile that was fakeI bought her a jumbo chocolate milkshake My dick was smoldering like fiery scorched earthAt my booth she said she was a sex worker With the right man she could be quite randy But instead of cash she accepted only candy I quickly agreed to the terms of...
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