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Marilyn goes to Hollywood As soon as the door closed behind them, James grabbed Gillian and hugged her tight. He found her lips and gave her a soft kiss, thrusting his tongue gently into her mouth. Gillian pressed herself to him as he ran his hands over her breast feeling the growing bulge at his crotch. "James, stop. I'll take care of you, but stop." Gillian dropped to her knees and unzipped his jeans. She took him into her mouth and sucked at him furiously. This was not the slow...
As we peer through an open door, we she a beautiful woman busily at work. She is wearing a very classy white suit that is knee length and has a slit at the rear, roughly twelve inches long. Her blouse is of a fine silk with a lacy tie, and her shoes are white six-inch stilettos, with a chrome-spiked heel. Her name is Marilyn, and she has long strawberry blonde hair, which she has pulled back and up in a banana clip. She is also wearing glasses, and all of this gives her a very professional yet...
EroticMarilyn, A Special Female By Brett Lynn This work of fiction is for the non-commercial use of its readers. Permission to copy and distribute through electronic media for non-commercial purposes is granted. All commercial and non-electronic rights are reserved by me, the author. Please do not read this story if you are offended by adult material, reading this material is illegal in your legal jurisdiction or, if in the United States, under the age of 18. It ain't like this...
Chapter 1The water was slightly above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.She sat in it to her neck, feeling the sensual heat wash about her.Leaning her head back on the deck, her arms up, Marilyn sighed inpleasure.Around her were the tall pines and the green, rolling hills. There waseven a small stream a few yards away. Birds chirped and sang in the treebranches.And Marilyn's cunt was hotter than the water.She was naked as usual. She loved to sit in the hot tub on fine springdays and especially enjoyed...
Welcome to the latest installment of my tales of pure, unadulterated lust. Wait a sec, I've just adulterated it. Oh well. I'll keep it short and sweet. After all, I have enough problems with people bashing my work. No disclaimers. If you don't have the good sense to realize that this my work, and that if you're gonna make money off of it, it is my legal right to ask for a cut or shut you down, you're hopeless. Oh, and send comments to [email protected]. Enjoy! Marilyn: Going Your...
So, after about a bit of a hiatus, the shemale that you love is back. Well, at least I love her. After all she is an alter ego for me. Now if I could parlay that into some cash, I'd be good to go. Anyway, it's good to be back in the saddle, especially the way college has been getting to me. This story, and the next few I plan on writing, will be stroke stories, meant for some happy action fun time with yourself? I might do another series, but it depends on buzz for the next few...
Marilyn was another recommendation from Barbara. Marilyn was a hair stylist at the salon where Barb visited frequently. Marilyn was also a close friend too. They shared many secrets about their personal lives. Marilyn was a few years older than Barb and kept in pretty good shape. A few extra pounds but still very attractive. The years working on her feet have been catching up to her and she seemed to be getting a lot more tired standing all day. Not like it used to be in her youth. So one day...
Here's something quick I dashed off to get the writing juices flowing again. And I didn't forget my promise to stick you in one of my stories. I just gotta have time to write it, OK? Enjoy! 'Brett' -------------------- Well, here's another installment of my wonderful Marilyn's adventures. I thought I was tapped out of this story for now, but fan support (and a needed break from writing) have brought the fire back. Enjoy this one. Oh and by the way...too young, too offended, too...
I suspected Barb and Marilyn had been talking about their sessions with me. In a way they were somewhat alike as far as sexual experiences. Barb was in a sexless marriage and Marilyn had been without a partner for more than ten years. They both craved something different. Barb had never received or given oral sex, Marilyn hasn’t had any for many years. One day at her salon she described to Barb how great it was and one thing led to another. Soon after, Barb came to me to fulfill her oral...
Marilyn and the Gym Teacher By Brett Lynn Author's Note: OK, here we go again. So far the feedback from my first story is good. Orgasms are plentiful, my style is apparently distinguishable from the poorly written estrus that runs occasionally through the newsgroup sex story scene, and it's familiar enough to people that people are comfortable soaking their hands reading me. My debut is a smash. So here's the deal: in my little series, there are gonna be a couple more stroke stories....
After last week's disaster in my pants, I wanted to be able to control my feelings a little better this week. My preparations besides taking a normal shower meant sexually relieving myself before this massage to give me extra stamina in case this erotic massage session turned into the ultimate and intimate penetration. It was another beautiful sunny Sunday. When I arrived at Marilyn's, she had just gotten out of the shower and answered the door with her still wet hair and wearing a light...
Chapter 1 Connie Lee sat in her 2nd level office. She could see across the lobby to the front desk. From here she could see the cleavage of the young Indian woman she had hired yesterday. Barbara Lougi was a classy looking young woman. In the security monitor she could see the rear view and it was impressive too. Probably 30 pounds heavier than her Dr. would recommend she was all the things Connie loved in a woman. Big tits a chunky ass supported on sturdy legs,Connie was visuallizing an...
Technically she was in charge and loved enforcing that fact, but tonight she did not have the energy. However, she needed to stop this food ordering lark. It was becoming a habit, but not now. She would save the pleasure of giving Hyde a hard time for his infractions another time. “It’s not the usual guy,” observed Lucy, as she pressed the button on the intercom. The ring on the bell had come only a few moments after she had resumed work. Hyde casually observed that he was probably on...
Introduction: Connie and Maria are sisters Maria and her sister Connie Maria and Connie grew up in a big Greek family in Brooklyn. Maria was younger than Connie and they were best friends growing up. Even though they were three years apart they almost looked like twins and people could always tell they were sisters. All girls have secrets and Maria and Connie had their fare share. Maria never knew it but her big sister Connie was always jealous of her ever since they were little girls because...
Momma ConnieA Short Story by Dave ***** Dave’s sexual content disclaimers:The following material is an original erotic fictional story, intended exclusively for an adult audience. If you are not of legal age to view such material, please exit now, thanks. Graphic language and detailed descriptions for all aspects of various sexual situations and encounters are central to this story, from beginning to end. The content within may be considered taboo and therefore offensive to some readers....
Maria and Connie grew up in a big Greek family in Brooklyn. Maria was younger than Connie and they were best friends growing up. Even though they were three years apart they almost looked like twins and people could always tell they were sisters. All girls have secrets and Maria and Connie had their fare share. Maria never knew it but her big sister Connie was always jealous of her ever since they were little girls because Maria always got more attention from their parents,...
When Brenda Porter was six years old, she was taking ballet lessons. One day when her mother was driving her home after a dance session they collided with another motor vehicle. In the accident only Brenda was injured. She did not suffer any broken bones but her face was severely disfigured. The plastic surgeons did what they could to restore her face to normal but the scars from the surgeries doomed Brenda to a permanent repulsive visage. As Brenda was growing up and her sex drive kicked into...
When Connie Mackenzie entered the offices of Good Neighbor Realty her eyes went straight to the sales board. Connie was shamelessly materialistic -everything she owned was - well, opulent. Yet nothing gave her more pleasure than that stained, battered Formica board. It was a scorecard, of sorts, showing who at Good Neighbor was producing. Every month for twenty-five years Connie's name was at the top. But now the board loomed over her like an accusation. She wanted to snatch it down and...
“Hello?” “Hi, is this Chris?” “Connie? Haven’t heard from you in forever.” “Oh my god, it is you. I wasn’t sure if you changed your number. I figured I’d give it a shot and try my luck. How have you been?” “Um, good I guess. Not a lot going on just keeping up with work and all since Jessie broke up with me.” “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. I can’t believe she broke up with you. You’re such a great guy. What happened?” “Yeah, I’m not really sure. Probably some other guy at...
Day One: WelcomesThe drive to the chalet, a Swiss-style vacation home in the Pacific Northwest, was wonderful. Connie lay back on the reclining front seat of their Escape, drowsing in the early afternoon sun. Her window was cracked slightly open, and the sweet scent of the recent showers wafted in, mingled with the aroma of fresh greenery and one of her favorites, the smell of the rain evaporating from the two-lane road they meandered along.Her husband Sam navigated the unfamiliar road well. ...
Well, the week was a very busy one and I was looking forward to getting on my Harleyand getting a good ride in and then hit up a bikers joint for a beer and onion rings.Saturday morning I got up and dressed in bikers clothes and put a few bottles of ice water in my saddle bags. The ride was great, three hundred and fifty miles of hi-way and back roads, the bike ran like a charm and by the end of the ride my mind was thinking about beers and onion ringsSo I dropped into my favorite bikers bar as...
FetishWHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW …This is a story that is intend to be a part of a series grouped under MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS. Each story will be independent. The stories will ultimately cover a range of genre. These will be shorter stories of one chapter which is different from my previous efforts as a writer. I hope you enjoy them.This is an office-slut story.This is a story around a mother, Connie Mason, and her daughter, Dawn. Connie is 36 and Barb is 19. Both women are trim with blonde hair that is...
WHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW … This is a story that is intend to be a part of a series grouped under MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS. Each story will be independent. The stories will ultimately cover a range of genre. These will be shorter stories of one chapter which is different from my previous efforts as a writer. I hope you enjoy them. This is an office-slut story. This is a story around a mother, Connie Mason, and her daughter, Dawn. Connie is 36 and Barb is 19. Both women are trim with blonde...
“Oh grandmother, I still can’t believe it!” The young blonde haired woman exclaimed as she gushed with excitement. “Two days from now I’m going to be in Europe.” “Well its nothing that you don’t deserve.” The older woman smiled back. “I’m very proud of you, and all that you’ve accomplished.” “I don’t think Mother would agree with you on that.” Jenny D’Angelo replied. “She thinks...
She is my second cousin, and we have been quite close throughout our lives even though we live in different states.We’d always been like brother and sister growing up, even though we only saw each other during the summers. We would get together when we both went to visit my grandmother, her aunt. We spent our days playing out on the farm chasing the cattle along with my sister. On the warm afternoons, we would catch crayfish in the creek and build dams.When my grandmother passed, I was...
Love StoriesSunday morning was here. And the world was bright and sunlit. Connie Summers was there, in her little car, as promised. Yesterday she had taken my virginity, before offering more. My self-confidence was still not very high. Trying to control my excitement, I pulled open the passenger door.Leaning inside, there was that bright sunshine smile. “Glad you came,” Connie said, and her half-turn pulled her lemon blouse tight over her breasts, the nipples prominent.Trembling, I settled down alongside...
OutdoorWhile the boys were away in Indianapolis, the girls did play. Both Brenda and Connie did not subscribe to the theory propounded by Fergie of the Black Eyed Peas that for a girl to make love to another girl is akin to cheating on your boyfriend. Instead Brenda and Connie believed that girl-on-girl sex is a good substitute for the real thing i.e. heterosexual sex, similar to masturbation although certainly better. When Brenda and Connie first met, they indulged in girl-on-girl sex for the...
As the game ended the girls wended their way to the Harrison Roadhouse. This bar was in walking distance from the football stadium as well as from the girls’ dormitory. Given its locale the bar was very popular to MSU students and particularly after a football game on a Saturday afternoon the place was extremely crowded probably exceeding the fire marshal’s limit. Even though the girls arrived just ten minutes after the game the place was already jumping and they had a fifteen minute wait...
When Connie arrived in their room, she immediately saw Brenda’s tearful ugly face. Setting aside her own complaints of the previous night, her compassion took over. She hugged Brenda and asked: ‘Oh my dear darling Brenda, what happened you look so sad?’ Brenda burst into a full crying jag and said: ‘Oh God Connie, I have had sex with a man but I am still a virgin.’ In between the sobs Brenda related all the gory details of her episode with Tom. ‘Well,’ said Connie, ‘I guess I can’t...
When Connie woke up that Sunday after the draft day, she was aware that Harry & Brenda were gone. Next she noticed that she was suffering a splitting headache. It was obviously a hangover as a result of her previous night’s drinking. She then spied Bruce’s limp cock. She automatically popped it into her mouth with the notion that sucking his cock might reduce the pain in her head. Happily for Connie, this proved to be the right remedy. The concentration of sucking Bruce’s cock distracted her...
This chapter is gratefully dedicated to all those who unselfishly gave encouraging and constructive comments on chapter 1 of this story. Bill, Karen, George and Connie: Chapter 2 By Ashley A coffee clutch, that's what it was. While the cocks were away, the hens would hatch their schemes together. Although the previous night's activities were incredibly fun, they opened the door to myriad questions for Karen and Connie... "Seems we've discovered a deep, dark...
Just a warning, this is not my usual happy boy gets girl tale (or boy get's girls tail) and some may find this a bit disturbing.Thump, thump, thump, thump. The deep bass rattled the windows of young Connie McCowen's bedroom. "Fuckin' a" she swore under her breath as she rolled over in her bed unable to fall asleep. Click, she heard her clock mark the time as 11:18, between the obnoxious bass of the drunk asshole down the streets stereo. "Damnit, I have a test tomorrow!" Then she heard the sound...
She climbed out of bed and slipped on her shorts under the t-shirt that she normally slept in, and flip flops. Sure enough, the old man was passed out in her chair when Connie got into the living room. She looked with hatred at the half full beer can perched on his bloated belly, ready to fall at any moment. "Can't we just call the cops", she asked of her mother, already well aware of her answer. Emmett was dad's friend and there was no way that she'd make that call. "Just go and turn...
Philly was still sound asleep as I came out of the most restful and contented night of sleep I’d had in a very long time. I was still snuggled tightly against his body with my head resting on his chest. I didn’t move a muscle not wanting to wake him before he was ready. As I lay there his warm body felt so good touching mine. His arm that had held me tightly to him as we fell asleep last night now rested on the satin bed sheets just behind me. I looked up at his face. He looked so peaceful...
When Brenda, Connie and Vickie woke up that Saturday morning there was no inclination by anyone to start a normal day. Instead there was an unstated consensus to continue in their sex play at least for that day. Brenda was the first to awaken and she immediately turned to Vickie’s cunt and started licking it. Vickie then awakened to the feeling of a tongue in her vagina as her hips were moving automatically into Brenda’s face. After she became fully aware of what was happening to her, Vickie...
Nancy went and picked up Connie when she called from the bus stop and the Cat and I fooled around while she was gone. One thing about Nancy and the Cat, they never let me get to that stage of horniness that makes a fool out of guys. The interview had gone well and Connie was up about the possibilities of working for this company. They were offering serious money and she thought she would be taking the deal. We talked about parts of San Francisco she would like and what the weather was like...
Meanwhile at the Halloween Party, Connie & Bruce had their own good time. Even though they had known each other for a very brief time, they interacted as if they had known each other for years. Their conversation was absolutely intriguing to each other and as a result they did not need any superfluous activity to keep themselves entertained. They did notice Harry and Brenda leaving together presumably to Harry’s apartment. They then only needed to exchange a few words to determine that they...
An interesting new development intruded into the lives of Brenda & Connie that November, namely, Walter Scott Snyder and Linda Porter. Walter Snyder was Connie’s older brother, by six years. Walter and Connie were their parents’ only children. Despite the disparity in their ages they were very close siblings. Connie looked up to her brother and mainly heeded his advice. When Connie started high school Walter was a junior at MSU, but he frequently came home, almost every second weekend. Those...
The morning after the enchanting evening with Harry Quinn, the MSU Spartans quarterback, Brenda Porter happily walked and at times skipped back to her dorm room. Upon entering the room, Brenda found her roommate, Constance (Connie) Von Rummel sprawled completely naked on her bed sleeping and snoring contentedly. Now in Brenda’s estimation Connie was one of the most attractive and gorgeous female body God has ever created. Consequently it was somewhat distracting to see Connie in the naked state...
EroticConnie Becomes Entertaining Please read Training a Young Slave first. Over the next few months, slave Connie became a very good slave for Master Jim and Mistress Dora. She was becoming a good cook, kept the house neat and clean, and performed all of her other duties well. She had even come to enjoy her subservient situation as a sexual slave. She happily submitted to the many ways her masters used her body. Slave Connie loved being fucked in her pussy, ass, and even her mouth. She...
The next morning Linda woke up first. As soon as she was aware where she was, a huge smile took over her whole face. Determined to make the most of whatever time she had left with Walter she slipped down in the bed to take Walter’s cock in her mouth to wake it up. Apparently despite being still asleep, Walter’s cock quickly sprung to attention in response to Linda’s ministrations. Walter was dreaming, an erotic dream, actually a wet dream, indeed a wetter dream than the usual. He woke up with...
The romance and engagement between Connie & Bruce was progressing as smoothly as the lovers could possibly desire but could they believe that utopia in love was truly possible? Unbeknownst to Connie, a dark cloud was hovering over her life in the form of Spencer Thorneburg. From Spencer’s point of view that September day when he met & fucked Connie was the most significant day in his life. What made it super special was that Connie seemed genuinely fond of him. After all she eschewed the other...
It all started at Rachel’s funeral — or, after, actually, when everybody in the family was crowded into our house — the one I no longer shared with Rachel, but still had Lisa and Suzanne to take care of in. It was just hitting me again that Rachel wasn’t going to be there, again, ever ... Connie, Rachel’s mother, was at the sink, washing dishes. We really didn’t have enough glassware to be supporting the drinking habits of thirty or forty people. “John, where do these go?” she asked. I stepped...
While Connie was dallying with Bruce, Brenda was concentrating on Plan ‘B’ on how to get rid of her virginity. It turned out that in her English class and in particular in her tutorial group examining English novels there was a nerd named (Richard) Dick Evans who seemed to be exhibiting interest in her. If you close your eyes and think what a typical nerd looks like chances are that you would come up with someone like Dick Evans. He was short 5’6′ and thus glaringly shorter than Brenda who was...
It was a time of disenchantment and cold despair. A time of failure and much ridicule. A time of longing and much nervousness. A time of shock. A time of ultimate joy. But fortunately, it was a time long ago.The year was 1953, and all the above emotions amalgamated in my mixed-up eighteen-going-on-nineteen-year-old mind. National Service brought me a two-year stint in the RAF as LAC Tony Teller, radar operator, and found me posted to a small village on the east coast of Scotland. From there...
First TimeConnie The Oral Closer – Part 2I had a cigarette while Connie freshened up then we walked back to the bar for a nightcap. I gave her my card and told her flat out if she ever wanted to earn a hundred bucks a pop I could keep her head bobbing most of the day.The next Saturday morning I was working my first customer of the day and saw her walk into the showroom. She was wearing a tight purple top and a gray skirt. The bare legs with inch and a half heels looked good and the purple lipstick and...
Connie and Arthur Connie My name is Connie, which is short for Consuelo Sulllivan. I know, you don't have to tell me that Consuelo Sullivan is a pretty weird name, but I can't help it that my mother's best friend for about a million years was a woman named Consuelo Dias or that my mother (whose name was Mary Dunleavy) was much more argumentative than my father, Mickey Sullivan. So 27 years ago, it became Consuelo Mary Sullivan. My mother died when I was about 6 and I...
As Brenda and Connie arrived in Durham, NC to start their law school studies, they were now finally prepared to move on with their lives. During their years at MSU their goals were nebulous. During that first year with Harry and Bruce they had not given any thought about their future except planning to attain their degree and to become wives to their studs. With their deaths Brenda and Connie were back to the drawing board as to what their life goals would be. Because Bruce and Harry were so...
Connie Eubanks was feeling a little low that morning, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get into her job, and constantly had to remind herself to get back to work! Even while taking phone calls, her mind would wander and she had to ask several clients to repeat what they had just said because she wasn’t paying any attention! At about 11:15 her phone rang and it was her best friend Millie calling to see if they could have lunch together. “Sure Mil,” Connie replied, “why not, I’ll...
This is a total fantasy based on a real person so her name is changed. It is also based on the fact that we did go to high school together and our lives did not cross paths until this year. Now we did not go to a reunion and we did not have sex, but the fantasies I had about her in my younger days did happen and they continue today. Don’t like the story? Planning to give it a thumbs down? Why not add a comment and tell me why you disliked it.Connie knelt in front of me and within seconds my fly...
In the days after i first slept with Connie, Marilyn`s !9 year old daughter i was worried things might be different in our friendship. We had been friends for a long time and had sex regularly for most of that time but really were friends and i was affraid they had time to think it over it may change. Well i had no need to worry in fact it was lighter and more relaxed with everything out and both of them seemed happier. Connie was so much more loving toward me now, hugging me more and talking...
All I was doing was giving my wife a gift. Giving her something that she would truly enjoy and remember for the rest of her life. But what I did was cause her to become a slut and in the process I most probably destroyed our twenty-five year marriage. Connie and I married right out of college and she has kept me the happiest man in the world for almost twenty-five years. She has been loving, caring, supportive, a fantastic lover and my best friend and I wanted to do something for her to show...
So me and Dawn we're laying out in the sun by the pool catching some rays, as it was getting closer to 2 o clock Dawn was looking to start getting ready for work, she picked up her things and said I'll be down in a bit with the plan of taking her to work, when she went upstairs to get cleaned up and changed her mom Marilyn sad why don't you stop by on the way back, I'm really in the mood in which I told her I would. I drove Dawn torque and dropped her off and headed back towards the house. As I...
After the NFL scouting combines, the next important event for the careers of Harry and Bruce was the NFL draft. In that particular year because of television contracts, the draft was conducted on the last weekend of April, at the Radio City Music Hall in New York City. The draft was to be conducted on Saturday and Sunday. Because they had excellent results at the combines, both Harry and Bruce were a lock for first round picks. They had the same agent who was working feverishly to achieve the...
As Connie & Brenda were sitting naked Indian style after the Halloween Party, Connie was recounting her senior high school year. After describing her gang bang experience Connie continued: ‘Not surprisingly the news about this gang bang was spread throughout the school. Everyone who knew who I was, were privy to my brazen sexual activity. The guys naturally in their telling cast me in the most sluttish light possible. Thus within a month my reputation as the ‘ice queen’ morphed to the ‘school...
Chapter 1 The second time I saw her, there had been some big changes. I'd returned to the cinema precisely because it was so small and infrequently populated. Being able to read minds is mostly a gift, but when I want to really concentrate on a film, it's can definitely be a curse. Any time my interest wanes at all, I'll dive into the thoughts of whoever is closest, and though I've heard them all before, it's hard to go back to a flat screen when you've got the depth of a human's...
"Just what do you mean Friday night's orgy is cancelled? You know very well that Connie looks forward to it, in fact it's almost the highlight of her week." "Just what I said pop, Saturday is the culmination of almost two months preparation and we need an early start because Anne and Meredith have to meet this Bristoll at six-o-clock. Then when they go we follow two hours later." "What do you mean we? Connie and I aren't going to follow, I mean we've had nothing to do with this...
As Brenda and Connie recovered from their injuries, they had a hard time coping and adjusting to the new circumstances of their lives. Connie especially was having a miserable time of it. This was the second untimely death of a true love and she was feeling that she was cursed. Although her first love, Travis Williamson was of such a short duration, having died virtually within minutes after their only date, so it could not be said it was a grand love. Still there was no concrete evidence that...