Muscle encounters 9 Debra D Andrea
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This is the third chapter in the Generation Gap series. I am Ruth, the 25-year-old lovingly disciplined by my 45-year-old girlfriend. Slowly our friends discover the relationship which increases the intensity we both feel towards each other. I was annoyed to be told by Sharon that her close friend Claire was coming over with her daughter Debra. Debra is 22-years-old and a bit of a princess, a bit precious; and extremely precocious; we normally ended up arguing with each other. I wasn’t happy...
Spankingn.b. This story is an extract from my three volume saga "Slaves of the Amethyst". I post the story as it makes a fitting accompaniment to my gallery of bedtime spankings. If anybody becomes interested in the larger narrative behind this little extract and would like to read more of "Slaves of the Amethyst" then please be sure to let me know.Michaela Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The...
(This following piece is an extract from my novel "The Slaves of the Amethyst" and as such is not a complete story in its own right. I include it in case the erotic content appeals to our readers on Xhamster) Chapter Sixty Nine.Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The outside was dark and damp and a light drizzle streaked the windowpanes. It didn’t seem likely to be...
My name is Joe and our story started four years ago when my wife caught me watching women having sex with dogs on my laptop, but instead of rowing with me she took an interest herself. She has always been very domineering whilst I am the opposite and very submissive we talked about it and she said we should spice up our sex life. We have being married for twelve years but we have no family because my wife Debra cannot conceive, she is thirty two years old five foot eight tall with a lovely...
At last the day arrived when her mom would take her to aunt Ricky.She was super excited. She loved going to her aunt Ricky's. She was a bit older than mom, which made her just over forty. Unmarried, she lived alone in a nice apartment in the next town, about an hour's ride from Jessica's home. She was quite different from her mom, much more a free spirit, given to wild colors and extravagance, always a fun person to be with, always with a quick joke or a smile for Jessica. She had always been a...
As Ronald leaned against the counter watching the ladies do aerobics, his erection started to grow. Even though he had been with all kinds of women , he had always loved sex with white women. Growing up in the bad part of town, Ronald had always seen white women as snobs that wanted nothing to do with black men. He always loved the look of shock/lust when they first laid eyes on his huge, ebony monster. He always got that look too. Most of the women he had been with confessed that their...
Her daughter, Debra Marie, was paler than her mother, long brown hair, a butt that she thought was too large (but the boys LOVED) and A cup tits. But do not kid yourself, Debra was captain of her cheerleader squad, in both basketball, and football. She was Homecoming Queen her senior year of High School. She was hot, and attracted boys like bees to honey. Both of them acted and dressed like ladies of breeding, classy, but rarely even close to what might be described as snobbish. They both...
Debra was only 15 but for some reason her body seemed much older than her brain. Her breast always looked heavy with milk and no matter what top she wore her nipples looked as though they wanted to pop right through them. When she walk they would sway back and forth like they were live or something. Yet her waist was small and her waist carried the hour glass shape that black women just can’t get away from, neither her ass nor thighs sagged! Yet her butt cheeks would ripple with every...
Wait! What? She was going to do it again? She hadn't even barely talked to Tracey since she'd jumped his bones. It was about as close to rape that a girl could ever get to with a guy. She never asked, just took from him what she wanted. Not that he'd complained or fought her in any way. Still, her constantly weeping pussy, now staying wet so often that it was becoming an annoyance, told her, in no uncertain terms, that it wanted, no, NEEDED to feel that huge black cock pummeling her...
For those of you who are fans of “Everybody Loves Raymond”, I have re-written the episode where Debra gets arrested for drink driving.Debra is throwing a wedding shower for Amy at Amy's apartment. Debra has done all the planning, food preparations and shower games. But Marie is not content to just sit back and watch. So she shows up with her own food and starts pushing it off on Debra's guests. Debra tries to take it all in stride. Then Marie starts criticizing the flow of the shower and says...
Author's note: It's frequently difficult to separate fact from fantasy, this story is based in the late 60's era with elements of truth's and a few of fantasy thrown in for good measure - I will let you decide what's real or not - enjoy.Alan picked up the bottle of babyoil and poured some into the palm of his hand and rubbed his cock and balls in the slippery clear liquid. It made his stiff rod shine and it appeared to look bigger, harder and so so inviting. I did the same to my cock and we...
Introduction: Debra -the red head I left Donna in the sauna to soak away the exhaustion .. I planned to stay at the resort till the weekend.... I arrived and had a shower, and dressed for a late dinner. With an unaccustomed amount of cash in my wallet, I felt I deserved a steak dinner, which I had. I tipped heavily, and made my way to the bar in the next room. The young lady I had met earlier took my order.."I"m Debra -- Wha'cha having ?" " A double please, Black Jack over ice. I remember you.....
Morning light roused Brian. During the night he had rolled onto his side. Debra was against his back, her arm around his waist. He rolled onto his back and coaxed her against him. She stirred and cracked open her eyes. "Good morning," he said. She smiled. "Good morning." He kissed her lips. "How did you sleep?" "Never better. I haven't been sleeping well and yesterday lifted a load from my mind." "Me, too ... It's Sunday," he said. "Sunday is my day for doing...
"That was good," he gasped. "Now lick me clean." After she was done he had her sit naked on the couch. "This is the deal," he said, "You and your husband are done for the day. He will be offered a new job with travel, in fact he will have to travel tomorrow. You will report to this office when you arrive for work tomorrow and you will be assigned a new position. If either of you turns down the offer, you are both laid off." Debra got dressed and left the office. Not meeting Jessica's...
Debra Janet L. Stickney [email protected] As the sun set, it cast a glow through the trees it reflected in the mirror, and what I saw made me feel a bit better about what was happening. I once again checked myself in the mirror, still shocked at how I looked. The dress was snug but not tight, my legs looked long and sexy, my makeup wasn't overdone, and my hair looked perfect to me. It took a bit to get used to the longer nails and the heels, but after a bit I finally managed to...
Brian sat at his desk reviewing a spreadsheet full of figures. He felt his Blackberry vibrate in his pocket. "Hello?" he answered. Brian -- it's Debra. "Oh, hi." Hi. I got your message about something to do tonight. "Yeah ... I was talking to one of the guys here about our dilemma. He's a member of an amateur theatre group and they're putting on The Fantasticks tonight. I can get tickets. Maybe you'd enjoy that." I'm not familiar with it. "It's a musical ... kind of avant...
Saturday morning daylight woke Brian. He kicked off the bedcovers, stood and headed to his kitchen in his briefs. He filled a bowl with corn flakes, slopped in some milk and sprinkled it with some sugar. His spoon was in transit from bowl to mouth when he heard his buzzer. He pressed the button on the intercom. "Yeah?" "Brian -- it's Debra." He pressed the button to unlock the lobby door. Then he dashed into his bedroom, pulled on a pair of jeans and grabbed a shirt. He was tucking it...
Brian approached the intersection on foot. The light had changed to red so he paced near the crosswalk. From down the block approached a figure, jogging. She wore gray sweatpants, a black hooded sweatshirt, baseball cap and dark glasses. He watched as she slowed her gait, glanced right to check for traffic and headed for the curb. Brian lunged for her, grabbed her upper arm and pulled her back. The two of them toppled to the sidewalk. The girl shrieked. "Let go of me!" she yelled and...
Brian's Blackberry signaled an incoming call and he answered. "Hi, Debra." How did you know it was me? she asked. "From the caller ID on the screen." Oh ... Brian -- I was wondering if you were busy tomorrow night. "Tuesday? What did you have in mind?" Umm ... Well, Kaycee is having Dug over... "On a Tuesday? They can't wait 'til the weekend?" Dug has an away game this weekend and the team will be traveling Friday evening. Besides, the coach imposes a strict curfew on the...
Brian parked along the curb and walked through a carpet of autumn leaves to number 325. He rang the bell and the Dug answered the door. "Hi, Dug," he said. "Hey, man." The two bumped fists. "So -- how will the team do this weekend?" Brian asked. "We won't lose." "You're sure of that?" "Absolutely -- We won't lose 'cuz this is a bye week." "I'm almost ready," he heard Debra call from her room. She bounded out wearing jeans and a knitted turtleneck and carrying her...
Series 7, Episode 7: Debra Bonds (49), from Milton Keynes We fade in on a selfie-style photograph of two women, hugging close, looking up into the lens. One is the very familiar dark haired, fake looking figure of our former hostess, Charley Ozvik, her bolt-on tits almost bursting out of the top of a mini-dress; the other is a much less attractive, middle-aged blonde haired and round featured woman in a shapeless loose t-shirt and jeans – she’s smiling, a strange smile that shows a lot of...
Note : This story is completely fictional! My fascination with my step mother Debra all started a few months ago when I visited my dad in Alabama he had been divorced from my mother for 11 years. Their marriage never worked from the start. The I met Debra was a year ago she was a beautiful woman she was about 5 ft 9, quite slim she had blue eyes shoulder length hair and the most lovely pair of big cock sucking lips I had ever seen. Her tits were 36 C and her ass was firm and round her legs were...
IncestNote : This story is completely fictional! This is the second encounter I have had with my sexy stepmother Debra I will just remind you guys of how hot and sophisticated she is. Well she has shoulder length hazel colored hair, blue eyes, lips, which are blood red. Her 36 C tits are perfectly formed for a woman in her thirty’s they are dark around the centre and have a big tangy nipple in the middle. Her legs are 42 inch long brown and shiny and narrowed in when she walked, the first time I...
IncestAn alcoholic would stand up at an AA meeting and say something like, 'good evening my name is ... and I am an alcoholic'. So as my way of introducing myself I will say to you all, 'hello, my name is Debra Sutton and I am a nymphomaniac', a card carrying, medically diagnosed lover of cock, cunt and just about any sort of sexual sport available. This, as the title suggests, is a typical day in my life. MORNING AT HOME I am standing in front of the mirror sitting on my dresser. It is placed...
Jared and Andrea ? by: Ashley Shine Jared loved these times. He was alone in the house, free to explore his stepsister's room. The parents were down in Florida vacationing for three weeks, and Andrea was away at college. Fortunately for Jared, Andrea kept almost a full wardrobe back home. Jared had always been attracted to frilly clothes. He loved the taboo nature of dressing up in girl's clothing it was exhilarating. Access to Andrea's clothes was a big bonus when his mom...
Knock – knock – knock. The brass knocker on Steve Matthews’ front door made its particular sound of metal through oak to announce a visitor. Steve ambled toward the front door, dressed in nylon jogging shorts and an old t-shirt, typical for him on a Saturday morning following an early round of golf. As he crossed into the entry, he thought, ‘I wonder who could be here at this hour? Probably a kid soliciting for the Band or PeeWee football.’ As he...
After my wife left me and ran off with my best friend I turned all of my attention toward my daughter. Andrea was only thirteen years old at the time but she sure knew what was going on. Her mother had given her the choice of going with her or staying with me. She stayed with me. It was Andrea that told me that her mother had left us, not just me but us. She ran off with Fred my best friend and went clear across the country someplace. They wanted to get as far away from me as they could. I...
"This is so unfair," said Andrea to no one special. She was lying on her bed looking at the ceiling. From outside the sound of a truck reached her ears and she looked out the window. It was the garbage truck passing by. She lay down again with a sigh.It was spring break and Andrea had to stay at home with her step brother. It just wasn't fair. It wasn't her fault that he had failed all the exams and had to stay home to study the entire week. She had made plans to drive down to Daytona Beach...
TabooMaking of Babe Andrea By Andrea Taylor Transcript of a job interview between a Las Vegas talent scout and two Dallas women. Talent Scout: "As you know, ladies, Coquette Enterprises wishes to hire Babe Andrea - that's her actual full name as I understand it- as executive personal entertainer at our Coquette Casino Hotel. I can't overstate the importance of employee dedication to our entertainment empire. In this business, we need physically desirable, "socially motivated"...
John was stood at his kitchen sink washing the dishes he had used for dinner, it was 8:00 at night, he pondered going to bed early, or watch the match starting at 9:00He was a widower now, Julie his wife; the love of his life had died tragically 5 years ago.He had dated a couple of times since, but his heart hadn't been in it, so he had not developed a romance.He was an accountant in a city firm, and was on line to be top dog one day.He didn't smoke, drank little, wine was his preferred tipple....
Mike settled back into the couch as he flipped the remote hoping to find a good tit show. He glanced at the clock noting it would be at least a half hour before Andrea came home from her date. Not finding anything interesting on the set, he threw the remote on the coffee table and picked up his cigarettes. He drew in a deep breath as he lit one and started hacking. “Dammit,” he sputtered as he coughed a few more times. He grabbed his can of Pepsi to ease the burn and set it down when he...
I rode the elevator to the top floor of the expansive building housing Andrea’s condo. The text I had received was specific that I arrive at her place at six o’clock sharp and dress for dinner. I wore one of the dark charcoal suits Carol had chosen for me, along with a black dress shirt and tie. I checked the shine on my shoes as the door opened and stepped out into the hallway. I took a deep breath and exhaled fully before ringing the buzzer.”Come in,” I heard over the intercom.I entered the...
MILFI am, or at least was, Michael, a twenty something analyst, trying to get by in the big city. Standard story, I suppose. I had an MBA from a good school and was fairly smart, not making a bad living, but hardly rolling in it either. I was no athlete, but in okay shape for a small guy. I was about 5’6” and about 135 pounds, with kind of delicate features. At any rate, I decided to grab a soda from the machines in the break room, which took me by the room where the bigwigs were meeting. As I...
Sometimes forcing yourself out of the house a bit more is the best therapy you can get. I’d been in a creative slump and decided that the best cure was to finally getting out and seeing more theatre, something I had been promising myself for a while. A good writing friend of mine had a new production on in Manchester that evening, and I do like to support mate’s projects, so I put on a decent olive green shirt and matching tie and set out into the city.I’d fixed with my friend Richard to meet...
Although being a cheap sleaze-pig of 24, Andrea subconsciously tried telling herself she really didn't know why she was skankily-dressed and standing outside The HotSpot Adult Theater shortly after dark on a sweltering Friday night in July – except... … well, that wasn't due to the night's high temperature. As a submissive and hopelessly whorish young woman with medium-brown hair, a cute face, nice though smallish milk-dumps, a shaved gash between her thighs and a sinfully round...
It was during spring, I remember, the time I met Andrea, that magical and wonderful time I met my darling angel. The leaves on the trees turning into a myriad shades of green and there buds peeping shyly from every branch of every tree. I had been waiting at Nino's, the coffee shop, for my boyfriend but, as usual, he was late. The waitress that had brought my coffee kept coming over to check if I needed anything else and, after the third time, I noticed that she had the loveliest dimples: they...
Introduction: This is a story of my first sexual encounter. Constructive criticism is welcome. Andrea has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. we bonded in kindergarten because neither of could tie our shoes. we have shared blood, sweat, and tears. she is the one who explained all about puberty and my period. she is also the one who introduced me to sex. Andrea and I are total opposites. Im tall with barely wavy blonde hair and blue eyes with a slim build. Andrea, on the other...
Being Andrea I was finished with school. Now the only problem was to find a job. That was going to be a problem. I hadn't exactly excelled at school, in fact I had pretty much hated it. The result of that was that I didn't have much in the way of qualifications. I had been told all that - many times - and that just made me even madder. Whose fault did they think it was? I know, I know, I was quick-tempered and apt to say things that I shouldn't, but the school was what our dear...
ANDREA By Unknown "Why don't we dress you up like the most gorgeous woman that ever lived that is, if you want to?" "Sounds like fun." I said. "Hell, why not, let's do it!" "OK then, go to the bathroom and take a shower. Meanwhile I will go look for the stuff we need." "This is starting out pretty kinky," I thought to myself in the shower. But I didn't really care what the heck, this was something wild and crazy, something I had often fantasized about but never experienced...
Series 5, Episode 5: Andrea Fereday (29) – Uxbridge We open with our beautiful animation of the United Kingdom – from space... Our cartoonish, top heavy image of Charley appears, floating infront of us, smiling and giggling, then waves for us to follow her ... Turns and dives toward the country at hyper-sonic speed – and we follow - dropping from a low-Earth orbit – heading toward the south, toward London, then veering westward as we hurtle toward the ground ... Reaching ground level in...
Debra so wanted to know what is was like to be disciplined as an adult. It was an ongoing fantasy of hers. Debra, 27-years-old, was so scared when she first met 43-year-old Karen at the Club. She knew it was a spanking party but that wasn’t the reason to be scared. That was because she knew she was going to experience her fantasy and was concerned it will not be what she had hoped for. She decided to go because her close friend, Lisa, suggested she attend having just a few days beforehand...
This is the third chapter in the Generation Gap series. I am Ruth, the 25-year-old lovingly disciplined by my 45-year-old girlfriend. Slowly our friends discover the relationship which increases the intensity we both feel towards each other. I was annoyed to be told by Sharon that her close friend Claire was coming over with her daughter Debra. Debra is 22-years-old and a bit of a princess, a bit precious, and extremely precocious, we normally ended up arguing with each other. I wasn’t happy...
Author note- Don’t take this too seriously. I am not justifying banging underage kids. All the students are legal through the magic of chyoo. Just assumed they are senior or something. It is just a story folks. Debra Lafave was given the job as a principle at a high school her old buddies use to own. That buddy retired. The school fit right up her alley. All the faculty members are women who think the students should learn more then what in the books. They should learn things of a sexual...
My mum and I lived on the outskirts of a small Scottish village. John and his mother Beth were our neighbors, and he and I were best friends from an early age, sharing everything as we grew up. At Primary School and then Senior Secondary School, we were an inseparable pair, supporting each other through the good and bad times. This idyll came to an end when we had just turned sixteen. He and his mom moved away from the area to go look after a sick relative.The house was quickly re-occupied and...
CrossdressingIt was wrong and he knew it. He had driven Andrea home the night before, after a dinner party planned by his wife. There were problems and he was unable to keep his silence. While driving her home, the two friends had talked. At one point, Andrea had placed a hand on his leg. He was nervous, but he liked it. The night ended with their lips locked together, their tongues dancing against one another. Andrea's hand gently pressing against the swelling in his pants. His hand firmly cupping one of...
My name is Peter and I have become a stereotypical manwhore. But I wasn't always this way. In High school I played soccer and I was a perennial standout, but as many people know soccer don't get you laid or popular. I really didn't understand my predicament because I was 5'11 175 pound jock. Years of soccer sculpted my body into twisted steel, coupled with my messy brown hair and hazel eyes I should have been a stud. Unfortunately, I was a class clown and a little bit immature for my age. While...
I was hard at work, plunging up and down into a hefty doxy who had been boarded several hundred times too many. When the stage arrived, she pushed me aside, pulled down her dirty dress and hurried to the stairs, leaving me half finished but not altogether unhappy since horsing her had bit a bit like dropping a bucket in a well. Ah hell, I thought, half a loaf. I slapped it down, got myself together and followed her to the common room. The stage had disgorged a motley load, mostly male, but...
I was so happy to give Rich a son and in another aspect give my father a male descendant. He never made much fuss about being a Viscount; saying that it came by having the right parentage and that was pure chance. However I knew that deep down he wanted the title to remain in his bloodline. My cousin, Roger had dined out for years anticipating his becoming a Viscount, plonking his arse on the red leather seat in the House of Lords and of course accepting the attendance money. I hoped that he...
I’d known Andrea for quite some time. She worked in my favourite restaurant, and she was a lovely female; not very tall, strongly built, long blonde hair, a pretty large décolleté and a very contagious smile!We always k**ded each other when I was there, and every now and then we met at local or regional events, concerts or parties. On one of those she tried to chat me up, but because she was obviously very drunk, I didn’t want to take advantage of the situation (yes sir, that’s me ....)On the...
Andrea kannte ich schon lange. Sie war die Bedienung in meinem Lieblingsrestaurant; mittelgroß, kräftig, mit langen, blonden Haaren, einem ansehnlichen Vorbau und einem sehr ansteckenden Lächeln!Wir machten zusammen unsere Späße, wenn ich dort war, und ab und zu sahen wir einander an regionalen Volksfesten und Konzerten. Sie hatte mich dabei einmal ziemlich hemmungslos angebaggert, aber weil sie damals auch ganz offensichtlich sehr betrunken war, wollte ich die Situation nicht ausnutzen (ja, so...
Muscle encounters- Dawn WhitmanBy lilguyA happy fan meets Dawn Whitman, smut happens.I had met Dawn Whitman at a Muscle Expo. She had been my favorite bodybuilder. She was a great mixture of muscle and sexuality. She was strong letshe had sexy curves. Her biceps were huge and her legs look like they couldcrush a Buick.She had a punk girl look. Her hair was spiky blond. She had a nose ring andtattoos all over her arms and back. Her breast was huge and barely was held inby the outfit she wore...
It all started out on one long hot summer day about 3 weeks ago my parents and my aunt who was recently divorced took a short trip for the weekend to get my aunts mind off of things. My aunt has 3 kids 2 boys about 14 years old named Gabe and john and a beautiful daughter who’s 13 now and was named Andrea. That Friday my parents kissed me good-bye left me 200 dollars for food and gas and took off. I was finally home alone to do what ever I wanted but was tiered from a long day out...
Muscle Encounters 4- Yvette BovaBy lilguy Man meets Yvette in the GymI was given a job at a gym. It was the late shift, Only VIP's went in. In wasvery easy, I mostly the towel boy and helper. Wasn't really the trainer orbeef cake. Normally a rich people came in just to relax, or some health nutthat really didn't need my help anyway. I look at who was coming in that nightand was shocked. It couldn't be who I think it was.It said"Yvette Bova"Yvette Bova was a black female porn star. She was also...
I arrived at the Adult Book store, and Steve extinguished the neon “open” sign displayed outside the shop. I had always felt comfortable around Steve. He never made any advances towards me in the many years I had known him. I was also impressed by his outstanding manners. I had expected him to become a bit crude after purchasing the porno shop. Being around sex all day, I marvelled at his ability to separate his work from his life. Feeling so safe with Steve, I figured I could try on the...
The discussion didn’t stop and actually began to increase. She was spending more time with “the girls” including overnight (because she was too drunk to drive home) and more weekend trips and I was spending more time “locked up”. It was actually getting to the point I was being introduced to various men at work. A few seemed to find time to “stop by” to chat me up. Every time Tina, Carol, Heather, Jan and/or Mary had a comment to make. It seemed the more I protested this the more it happened. I...
Quickie SexHello All, its Harry here back with the second part with my colleague. (you can find my part on at https://www.indiansexstories2.net/sex-with-office-colleague-part-iii/2010/07/ ) like i said on the previous post, the second one happened in just few days. From the i left her place I did not call her, and neither did she, so I thought this was a perfect one night stand, but once when we returned to work, at our immediate glance we were talking through our eyes and we were like lovers. Going for...
As Keith Poata and Gemma Greene wandered the main street of Hamilton on that warm and clear Friday morning Keith found himself reflecting again on what a week it had been so far and how much he had enjoyed all the nudity and sex. Keith had even found himself sexing up his own sister then his own mother. His whole family had arrived at the Narrows Nudist Camp the day after he had - only their arrival was deliberate but his was not. And his first thoughts about them turning up had all been...
CALL ME ANDREA by Andrea Conover My name is Andrew and I am an only child. My Mom is a single parent as my Dad died when I was very young and I have no memory of him. Mom and I love each other very much and there is nothing I wouldn't do for her....and her for me. I make myself handy around the house and always help her with the laundry, general cleaning, dishes...whatever needs to be done. I am also a excellent student and usually get straight A's on my report cards. I very...