Lameya and her gentleman
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Notes from Author: This story is quite the departure from my normal writing style. This story isn’t so much a hot fantasy, as a loving, romantic story, with what I hope is a hot love making session at the end. If you’re a fan of my other stuff and are reading this hoping for taboo, spankings, light bondage and the rest, look elsewhere. However, don’t worry, I’ll be back with more hot stories in the near future! As always, your comments and votes are most welcomed! ***** ‘Hey! Mr. Buck!’ I...
** This is the first story I have ever written, and is dedicated to Countess DeWinter. Thank you for being my inspiration and for giving me the confidence to try something like this. ** * * * * * ‘Lady Martin…’ Her mind barely registered the words, lost in a fantasy world of adventure and dashing heroes, as she tried desperately to forget, if just for a moment, her own unpleasant predicament. She dreamed of the infamous ‘Gentleman Highwayman’, who was the talk of all the young ladies in...
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Okay. So, you want to hear the whole story?Well, I guess it really started when Abby’s breasts arrived at Trent’s party a couple of weeks ago. Fashionably late, fashionably attired. Well, the kind of fashion I like – a summery floral dress, deep cut at the front, with plenty of cleavage and sideboob on display. Thin enough that it was clear that she had nothing on underneath, and clear that she didn’t need anything underneath. I mean, she must have a C cup at least, but they stood high and...
Straight Sex"Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair...
While I am undeniably a tomcat in human skin, I like to think I am a gentleman as well. Yes, I sometimes lure NYU coeds into my van with promises of locally-sourced cookies made from organically-grown ingredients. But, too my credit, I do provide said cookies, my guests are all of the age of majority and they have chosen to do what they've been told they shouldn't, which is why I like them. Besides, if all they want to do is talk, all we do is talk. I'm an animal, not a monster. Over the...
“Me too!” I reached out and tugged her towards me. “Sit down and rest.” I pulled her closer and my wife twisted around and sank down onto my lap in the recliner. I idly rubbed her back, but when my fingers rubbed against her bra buckle, something not quite so restful came to mind. I began moving my fingers around her bra straps and buckle under her t-shirt. “You know, I’m pretty much a gentleman of leisure these days. I would think that the woman I was married to would understand that sort of...
‘On time as usual?’ He said, dryly. ‘Of course. Its not my fault you always plan these things too early!’ She challenged. ‘On the contrary, my dear, I planned it exactly right.’ He grinned. ‘Reservations for two, 7:30.’ She scowled at him. He concealed his smug grin with an elaborate eyebrow lift and a motion towards the table. Shall we, my dear?’ The waiter was unfortunately less successful at concealing his amusement, a slight chuckle escaping from beneath his carefully groomed...
Note: I wrote this story with a lush friend, who said she gets off watching guys get off. From our emails, it was understood our meeting would not lead to intercourse. It took awhile for her to be assured I would be gentleman and would not try to have sex with her once we got our clothes off. I assured her again and again I would respect whatever limits she set. She was finally convinced when I told that I knew there wouldn’t be a next time if I deviated one iota from her limits. I wanted there...
Gentleman for Mom By Blueheatt * Jeff and Lyn joined forces to find just the right guy for their mom. She was very shy. They came up with a plan to inspire her to overcome her shyness. Unlocking her shyness released something none of them expected.* __Talking with my sister Lyn, we figured mom needed a boyfriend. Dad was gone now and she didnt date or even try. She had a hot body and sexy looks just going to waste. Lyn said: Weve got to make her real horny. That was bottom line, get her...
Kelly, May, and Rita were all driving through the Mojave desert, on their way back home from a winning streak in Vegas. Kelly had managed to dominate the blackjack tables thanks to her good memory, May had gotten lucky on the slot machines, and Rita had been able to dominate on the high rollers. To the outside, it seemed as though they were the luckiest girls in the city; and that was all by design. In actuality, what looked like luck was all a series of ruses: loaded dice, payed off dealers,...
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The day after my surprising date I wrote my friend a text to thank him for the amazing date he had set me up on. He wrote back how happy he was that it had been a success and he was the one thanking me as I had really helped him being able to show up with short notice. It turned out he had many celebrities as clients at his dating bureau and he asked me if he could call me another time since I didn't seem intimidated by going on a date with a celebrity. Obviously, I told him I was up for it.I...
I have been living in Amsterdam as a first class escort for a couple of years now, and as most inverness escorts have, I too have always had very pleasant experiences with all my business clients so far. However, there was this gentleman from a foreign land, who was quite a striking and good looking young man, and my experience with him has been one of my best so far. Even though categorically speaking, there are many favourites, every moment spent with this particular gentleman has been quite...
Note: I wrote this story with a lush friend, who said she gets off watching guys get off. From our emails, it was understood our meeting would not lead to intercourse. It took awhile for her to be assured I would be gentleman and would not try to have sex with her once we got our clothes off. I assured her again and again I would respect whatever limits she set. She was finally convinced when I told that I knew there wouldn’t be a next time if I deviated one iota from her limits. I wanted there...
Quickie SexVidya Chopra and Mark Simpson had exchanged mobile phone numbers after having a few hours of sex in Vidya's hotel room, having only met that morning when the thirty-two-year-old man helped the sixty-year-old woman with her luggage.Vidya was at the hotel for two nights because she was overseeing a conference and Mark was there, also for two nights, because he had several business meetings in the area. The two had formed an instant attraction to each other and they had consummated the attraction...
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Walking Precious out to the car, he can’t help but caress her ass, thinking about the evening ahead. As he buckles the seatbelt on her, he kisses her softly on the lips, careful of her lipstick, then smiles and says, “Oh, the evening I have planned for you, Precious Little One!” He looks her in the eyes and sees her trust and devotion to him in them. He caresses her cheek gently and places her blindfold over her eyes. And with that, he stands, closes her door and walks around and gets in the...
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Note : This story is completely fictional! I was still a virgin at my 18th . When mom (Eva) went to sleep, my father sneaked to my room &fucked me while I was drunk. Next morning, I saw traces of dry blood & sperms on my pussy. I told mom & she gave me pills at once. I became calm when she told me that the first intercourse may cause little pain to the girl & that I was lucky that I lost my virginity under alcohol. She added that sex is fantastic but she laid the blame on daddy for not...
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Major Tremaine had been summoned to Army HQ almost as soon as he returned from the Indian camp. He hurried over yet he had been kept waiting almost 45 minutes. It was just another example of how this army was being run. He still believed in General Burgoyne but time was being wasted. It was almost the middle of June. They should on the Lake by now, threatening Ticonderoga. Yet they sat, cooling their heels. As he waited, Jeffrey thought about last night and Polikwaptiwa. He had been with all...
Major Tremaine arrived early at the Indian camp. Langlade was there to meet him. ‘I see you didn’t overload yourself. I’m impressed,’ he said. The Major nodded. He had not worn his bright scarlet uniform coat. Instead he had on a brown sleeveless waistcoat and his shirt and breeches though white had faded to a light gray. Not something you normally saw a British officer wearing. He had slung on his shoulders a blanket roll, haversack, and case for his notes. In his belt was a tomahawk. A...
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The roads by my parents’ house were pretty windy, but I knew them like the back of my hand. I was just leaving our family dinner, where we met my sister’s fiancé for the first time. He seemed nice, a banker from the city who seemed to check off all the boxes she had on her list ever since she was a schoolgirl. Meanwhile here I was, the big sister, too busy creating a professional name for myself to bother with many long-term relationships.As I thought about these facts, I subconsciously pushed...
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It’s a dangerous idea, but that’s what you love about it and what makes it exciting. You’ve observed him for many months now. He lives in the apartment building across the street and often parks his car, a black BMW 350i Coupe, on the street, rather than in his garage, why you don’t know. Does he have a partner? Is her car parked in the garage? You’re pretty sure he doesn’t. You would have seen her by now. There must be some reason he parks on the street, but it’s a mystery. He’s handsome,...
It was the summer and I had just turned 18. I needed to earn some money, and I saw an ad in the paper about a guy who needed someone to come in a few times a week and clean house. The pay was pretty decent, and I called on the job. The gentleman asked me to come in for an interview. I did so, and was hired on the spot. I had been working for him for about a month. He seemed very lonely. I knew he had been married to the same woman his whole life. I was always a shameless flirt and I had tried...
Straight SexGreen Acres 3: The Country Gentleman in the Peignoir Produced by Jay Sommers [1965-71] Parodied by Ron Dow75 Gray haired, distinguished, non-disbarred Oliver Wendell Douglas was vigorously chopping wood in his yellow nightgown with the white peignoir. "What are you doing?" "I'm chopping wood! I have to destroy something, or I'll destroy some-one!" On the back swing, Oliver Douglas realized he was talking to somebody: Off-balance, he struggled to stay on his feet. Even...
at long last we agree to meet on a Thursday. it's been hard between my insecurities and his naughty side but he agrees that he wont actually meet anyone for the first part of us getting together. I know this means he is giving up a lot so I feel it is only right I become his slut.weeks before he had asked to get me an outfit from my wish list...I was surprised to find it popping through my door this morning - I didn't know he had bought it. I decide not to mention it but pack it in my bag to...
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Pleasures at Dressing Manor - part 6 of 7 The story so far: Young teacher Miles Johnson receives a letter from his pupil, Lyndon Blonding, 18, telling how his spiteful stepmother is keeping him prisoner and dressing him childishly. He takes the letter to his Headmistress, Alison Forceman, who secretly feeds Miles the feminizing drug Fem-Agra, so that he becomes addicted to girls' clothing and suffers embarrassing changes to his body, before accompanying him in his bid to rescue the...
Pleasures at Dressing Manor The story so far: Miles Johnson, a newly qualified teacher, receives a letter from his pupil, Lyndon Blonding, 18, telling how his father has eloped and his stepmother is venting her fury on him, keeping him prisoner at Dressing Manor, dressing him childishly and punishing him severely. He takes the letter to his Headmistress, Alison Forceman, who has Miles visiting her study every afternoon as a result, where he becomes addicted to the feminizing drug...
I visited the Washington Street Pleasures after lunch today. The parking lot wasn’t very full so as I walked in I was expecting not much action. It took me a while to make some contact, but three guys ended up sucking my dick.The first guy I hooked up with had his hand in his crotch as he sat on a bench outside one of the big booths with a wooden deck in it. The movie playing in that booth was some hot guy muscle action so I too that as a sign. I stood behind one of the partitions that...
AUTHORS NOTE: I'd like to send a special thank you to both "Licorice" and "Elle Dauber" for their encoragement for a sequal story. I hope you two like it. And a special achnologement to: "Greengiant". I gotta admit that the first Gentleman's Bar story was pretty much a "beat fest" and after reading through it later I had to admit the story focused to much on the affects of the transformation rather than how it affects the people in the story. I hope this story flows better. THE...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
Dear readers of this website, continuing from earlier episode of series. After Pappu and Neha, had a wonderful, passionate love making, in which they became one, they were absolutely committed to each other. None of them were looking for other person apart from each other. They were absolutely loved and lusted for each other. In college, they started behaving like couples. Spending quality time with each other, hugging and cuddling was common for them. They became the idol couple for rest of...
Pleasures at Dressing Manor - part 1 of 7 Chapter 1: Who can help poor Lyndon Blonding? Dear Mr Johnson, I am writing this letter to tell you about my stepmother, Vera, and how she has kept me away from school for the past two weeks. I am not allowed out of the house; in fact I am imprisoned in my bedroom with the door and windows locked. Not only that, sir, but my stepmother has taken away all my clothes. I have to wear a little short sleeved white shirt and pale green...
Pleasures at Dressing Manor - part 5 of 7 by PRIM The story so far: Young teacher Miles Johnson receives a letter from his pupil, Lyndon Blonding, 18, telling how his spiteful stepmother is keeping him prisoner and dressing him childishly. He takes the letter to his Headmistress, Alison Forceman, who secretly feeds Miles the feminizing drug Fem-Agra, so that he becomes addicted to girls' clothing and suffers embarrassing changes to his body, before accompanying him in his bid to...
My women’s group consists mainly of middle-aged women from our colony. It is a homogenous group comprising of about 50 women. Some are highly qualified ladies like Doctors, Lawyers & even CAs while most of us like myself come from middle-income households. During one of our casual chatter, some of us sat in a corner started discussing our private issues like drunkard husbands, issues about our children & other female health subjects. I was shocked when the subject turned to illicit...
Pleasures at Dressing Manor - by PRIM The story so far: Young teacher Miles Johnson has tried his best to rescue his pupil, Lyndon Blonding, 18, from the sissifying plans of his spiteful stepmother, Vera Hidebotham, who aims to turn her stepson into a girl. His Headmistress, Alison Forceman, accompanied the young teacher to the boy's home, Dressing Manor, outwardly to help him but secretly in league with Vera. The two males have been fed the feminizing drug Fem-Agra,...
Thank you guys for your appreciation of my stories. Some of you have asked me to continue this stream, so I continue with the next part. To give a brief context of the story up till now. This story goes back to 200 years where kings and queens ruled the provinces. I was a traveler passing through a province ruled by a queen and used to hate men. I committed a crime and was landed in prison. The prison had a different set of rules and different types of punishment. It was...
Hello guys, I am back after a break. I hope you enjoyed . This story is fictional and based on a virtual world. It has its own rules and methods to control and punish the offenders. I will drive the story with some pleasures for readers to enjoy. You can assume it goes back to two hundred years back where the rules were driven by kings. The province was being ruled by a queen, and all of her office bearers were women. They had a prison that was totally controlled by women for men and...
Hello guys, I am back after a break. I hope you enjoyed . This story is fictional and based on a virtual world. It has its own rules and methods to control and punish the offenders. I will drive the story with some pleasures for readers to enjoy. You can assume it goes back to two hundred years back where the rules were driven by kings. The province was being ruled by a queen, and all of her office bearers were women. They had a prison that was totally controlled by women for men and...
Pleasures are in fact different from where you seek them. Therefore all you women part take in a divine lust of Lesbianism. JJ Dear Readers, this is your one and only JJ with the tenth submission to ISS, I wanted to make this submission a very good one and which will be in your mind for a very long time and give you immense arousal while and after reading. Therefore I have selected a lesbian experience but at the very same time I can’t leave away those of you who like a straight sex experience...
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