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Brad’s parents and Kim’s parents had been neighbors and friends for forever, so both families saw a lot of Brad, Kim and her older sister, Teri, as the three of them were growing up, and as Brad and Kim dated. Even after Brad’s parents divorced, Glenn stayed in their house and remained friends with Kim’s parents, so having the bachelorette party at Glenn’s house seemed like a natural thing to do. Over the years, Kim had a pretty good relationship with Brad’s father. Glenn could be handsy...
----------- Kim’s and Brad’s wedding took place two weeks later. It was a gorgeous day and beautiful ceremony. At the reception hall afterwards, everyone was dancing, eating, laughing and enjoying themselves. It was perfect in every way. Kim wore a non-traditional tube-style wedding dress that came to mid-thigh. There were no shoulder straps…so she didn’t wear a bra…which accentuated her natural 34E tits and slim waist beautifully. She looked radiant and sexy as she danced with her husband,...
Something about bachelorette parties makes us girls do all sorts of naughty stuff. My friend Jackie, 24 years old was ready to settle down for one cock for life (or at the very least till her pussy takes over and she cheats). She and I both knew each others slutty side as we have partied for three years together. Her maid of honor, Carrie was a bigger slut than either one of us and she was responsible for organizing the bachelorette party. We knew it would be wild. On the evening, the limo...
Jason Moore stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at the reflection staring back at him. Condensation on the glass made it difficult to really see himself, but that didn't matter. In his mind he knew what was looking back at him. A freak of nature. That is how Jason thought of himself. At 6 foot 4 inches tall with a lean muscular physique, short black hair and piercing blue eyes, one would think that he would be overjoyed with his looks. But it was not his physical appearance that...
This is the story of how my little sisters bachelorette party ruined my life and destroyed my marriage. The only good thing that came out of this nightmarish evening is that my little sister's life was just as devastated as mine was. This was all her fault..... well kind of.My name is Katie and my sister is Maryanne. We both grew up in the Midwest to a rather conservative and conventional Irish Catholic family. Neither of us are knockouts but we a have been told that we a cute all of our lives....
My older sister and I have never really gotten along. I love her. But I can’t stand her. If you have siblings you probably understand what I mean. She’s only four years older but she acts like she is sooo much more worldly I am. For this story I’ll be referring to her as “Emily”. Emily was always my opposite. If we were comic book characters she would be the hero. I would be the bad guy. That’s how it’s always been. She did her homework. She brushed her teeth. She was polite to her teachers. I...
My wifes Goddaughter(Liz) was getting married and wanted to have a mini Bachelorette party with my wife and 3 other friends. Since I have a 10 passenger van my wife volunteered me as the chauffer for the night. All the girls are in thier twenties and my wife and I are in our fourties.My wife has stayed in great shape and can put most 20 year olds to shame . In the past we have done some swinging and MFM threesomes. And for Liz's 21st Birthday I had sex with her after a night of...
Stacey covered her mouth as the crowd of females emerged from their various hiding places with a shout of “Surprise!” She had heard of surprise birthday parties, but not surprise bachelorette parties. The girls came up to her one-by-one and offered congratulations on her upcoming wedding. She glowered at Megan, her best friend, who wore a smile indicating she was the mastermind of the affair. Stacey strictly instructed to her friends and co-workers that she didn’t...
It had been decided that my wife would host her cousin's bachelorette party. Our house was perfect for this type of thing because we had a beautifully finished basement with a big bar and sitting area. When I heard about this, my cock was immediately hard. I had always secretly fantasized about seeing my wife with another man. And although the idea of this was likely not to happen in our own house in front of her friends, I was still hard thinking about her seeing a stripper. Over the following...
I never knew what my friends had in store for me my bachelorette party. If I'd have known ahead of time I would've called the whole thing off. Fortunately for me, I didn't. Little did my future husband know his life would change that day too. It was supposed to be just us girls sitting around my house getting drunk and talking about men. I had NO idea that they had invited a bunch of men to join us. The first men to arrive were two Black males about 30 years old. I was surprised to see Black...
Found this confession.I am twenty-two and just recently got married to my boyfriend of four years. We just graduated last spring. We met in college, and he's kind of a typical frat boy. He already has a great job making really good money. I am from a very well-off family. In fact, my parents had a debutante party for me. I have short blonde hair, and guys love my body. I work out and have a six-pack stomach. I get hit on a lot if my fiancé-now-husband is not with me. I did something really...
The door that led from the small room into the sanctuary was opened a crack allowing us a view of the large room. We still had twenty-five minutes to wait so as I waited for things to get started I began to reflect on how I got from the depths of my despair while driving from Las Vegas to Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning three years ago to the near state of euphoria I was in that Saturday afternoon. That night had been the lowest point of my life and it had taken the full three...
Greg Masterson had asked me to use whatever influence I had with the ballet company to help the dancer, Jennifer Maisten. I also knew this would please Stephanie who had put Masterson up to this in the first place. I knew that Jennifer was a criminal who had embezzled money from the company. When the public prosecutor had declined to prosecute her, the company had launched a successful private prosecution. The company then was empowered to pass sentence on Jennifer within the statutory...
I was born and raised in a rural county in the hills of Tennessee. My parents named me Brian Patrick Donovan after my two grandfathers. The youngest child, I had two older brothers and two older sisters. Daddy worked in a sawmill and drove a log truck on the side. Mom was a stay-at-home housewife until I started school. Then she got a job at a poultry processing plant. Both of my parents worked hard to support our family. We always had enough to eat and clean clothes in good repair even if...
Daughter Lap Dancer Let me start out by telling you about my wife Skyler. She likes to be called Sky. Her parents were hippies back in the late sixties and the early seventies. She could have been called Moon, Flower, Wind, or River for that matter. When I first met Sky she was an exotic dancer at a very nice bar in upstate New York. She was the headliner. She could do things with her body that no other girl on stage could, plus she could actually dance. Sky had taken dance lessons...
DANCER by Jacki Pett This was absurd. They had made him get out there and audition every day now, for a week. He was obviously better than the rest of these awkward excuses for dancers. They were amateurs compared to him. He was the best they had, man or woman. Why did they waste his time like this? He had better things to do. Brian had quite an ego. He was elated to have finally made it to the stages of San Francisco and was looking forward to landing the part. He was...
Jefferson Darcy could not believe it. He was at the nudie bar while Marcy was at work, like usual. When a new dancer came out on stage. The new stripper was his gorgeous, blonde, teenage neighbor, Kelly Bundy. Jefferson had seen Kelly in various states of un-dress since he had moved in with Marcy, but never like this. The music blared from the sound system as she stepped out onto the tiny stage in the middle of the bar. This was not the usual bar that he would frequent with his best friend and...
Chapter 1 Jennifer DiGregorio was bored. She was still taking a few college courses at night, and working at her step-father's bank in southern New Jersey, mostly saying no to poor Mexicans who were applying for loans. She sat across one swarthy laborer who had the papers to prove he had immigrated to America legally. He spoke in broken but understandable English. His name was Miguel Perez. "I need to pay off my wife's hospital bills," he explained. "We have very big bills. She...
I had my first son when I was just fifteen years old. My second was born a year later. My husband left when I was only twenty-five and I had to finish raising my sons by myself. When my oldest son, Mark, was seventeen he moved overseas to work on an off-shore oil rig in Europe. He writes regularly, but he hasn't been back home since he left four years ago. My youngest son, Jim, graduated from high school two years later and went off to college in New York. We can only afford for him to come...
My Mother, a Pole Dancer? By Reeb In my early years growing up, I always knew my mother was attractive by the comments my friends made about her. When I was 16, that was when I really began to take notice. My friend’s made comments like, “You’re mom is so hot.” Or “Jeez, your mom has nice tits.” Or “God, Ronnie, your mom has a great ass.” I guess after hearing things like that all through high school, you tend to look and take notice. My mom and I live alone as my dad was killed in a race car...
Incest‘NO!’ ‘John, please…’ ‘NO! How many times do I have to say it? NO… NO… NO!’ ‘John, I’m in a bind,’ my sister, Lana whined. ‘I don’t care. There’s no way, I’m not gonna do it, so you may as well save your breath.’ ‘But you’ve done it before,’ she reasoned. ‘No I haven’t, besides, that was over eight years ago.’ When I was younger, and much stupider, is stupider really a word? Anyway, when I was younger, I thought I was hot shit. As a hot shit young stud, my not so developed brain told me...
I was a shy woman with glasses in my early twenties working as my Daddy’s assistant in the office of his hotel called ‘The Springs’. It was a posh hotel in Beverly Hills, California with an enormous pool, inside, and out. I always wore my long frizzy blonde hair back in a plait and wore as my uniform a long grey skirt and frumpy sweatshirt. One bright sunny day, Daddy came into the office in a navy blue suit looking all cheerful and dapper about something. ‘Clarie, honey, make more of an effort...
I was a shy woman with glasses in my early twenties working as my Daddy's assistant in the office of his hotel called 'The Springs'. It was a posh hotel in Beverly Hills, California with an enormous pool, inside, and out. I always wore my long frizzy blonde hair back in a plait and wore as my uniform a long grey skirt and frumpy sweatshirt. One bright sunny day, Daddy came into the office in a navy blue suit looking all cheerful and dapper about something. "Clarie, honey, make more of an effort...
Straight SexAKA AND THE DANCER By Jason 1 He said his name was James and that he was a dancer. AKA was able to verifyboth facts later, but when they first met--around about midnight in the smalltriangular park near the old Greyhound Bus station--AKA had to take the youngman's word for it. Not that AKA really gave a shit either way. James. Lonnie.Robert. J.R. It was all the same to AKA what handle they used when hustling.Nor did it much matter what they did when they weren't hovering under the...
There were only eight people at the shower, the bride, the matron of honor and the six brides maids. The male strippers/dancer had been hired at the last-minute when we found out there was to be a female stripper at the groom's bachelor party. The customary bridal shower gifts and games were rapidly dispensed with to increase the time allocated for the dancer. He arrived promptly at 9 P.M. Boy, was he handsome. Tall and muscular, with long black hair, wide shoulders trim thighs and hips and a...
I slipped forward and half bowed to the master before shifting my weight. The attack came suddenly and I slid to the left as I pulled both short curved blades and deflected one of the master’s. I continued moving as I slipped his next strike away and sliced with my other blade. It was deflected up and out and I brought my other blade in and turned to block a strike. This was not the first time we had faced one another and I let the motions flow through me. Block, slide, slash, shift, turn,...
Dancer by A.J. BakerChapter One A Villain Meets a GoddessI turned fifty-nine and did not blink an eye because I thought all of my good years were long behind me, the eye blinking happened when I was about forty-five. For the last f******n years I have just gone through the motions, really not caring about getting laid, I ended up being the primary care giver for my younger brother who is nuts. Sorry for that, but he is bipolar, and he plays it up and gets everything he can out of it. I...
This is an account of a young girl from Thailand, who met an Indian man in a third country and how they got into a relationship and their erotic sexual experiences. The story below is narrated by her. Hello Indian Sex Stories readers. I am not an Indian national. I got introduced to this platform by an Indian friend. I read a few stories here which reminded me of my relationship with my ex-boyfriend who happens to be an Indian. The relationship was quite close to my heart and I really cherish...
There are lots of ways for a flashy blonde to make money in Tampa, but a drug problem reduces the choices to just a few. When cocaine smiled at me, I smiled back. When she grabbed me by the soul, I became her slave. "Martinez, I need something bad. You've got to help me out man." "I don't got to do nothing, Mary Kay. You the dumb cunt who couldn't get her ass out of bed and now you got no job. Hey, bitch, it's not my fucking problem, you know what I mean?" "I'm starting work...
This is a story about Samantha, a young white woman in her late 20’s, and her fiancé Eric. Samantha has jet black hair that goes roughly half way down her back, blazing green eyes, and a very petite figure (think 32-22-32). Eric is a white man also in his late 20’s and has light brown hair and blue eyes, and is pretty athletic. Samantha also has a twin, Annabella, who looks just like her except Annabella’s eyes are blue. This is their fifth story. Other stories featuring them include...
Hi everyone this Yug and back with a new experience, for those of you reading my story for first time you can know more about me by checking previous stories I have posted, for that you may click on my name and stories written by me will be displayed, however this story has no link with previous experiences. Back to story As part of my job profile my work demands me to travel extensively and gives me opportunity to explore various places both in and outside India, the crazy night happened...
I just got done remodeling my basement. I already had a full bar. Some nice video games. A big pool table. A huge flat screen and some leather couches on one side. I put in some new carpeting. Made the small bathroom much larger. Add a huge bathtub and glass shower to make it nicer. I even built a better entrance from the back yard. I put in a poker table and some nice chairs and bar stools for the roomI had seen a movie last week. That made me think I needed to add something more to my man...
The music was loud and pulsing as the DJ announced her. She stepped through the black-light back lit threshold, through the colourful beads, and onto the stage. The crowd was good and through the smoke, into the darkened room, she saw her. The men waving their Euros and Pounds and Dollars faded as her focus honed in on the woman on the side of the stage. She liked it when women were there. Men, bless them, can be such mindless c***dren at times. But, stripping for other women made her hot and...
"B" IS FOR GIRL Chapter 5: "B" is for Ballroom Dancer I didn't have to wait until the following Wednesday to find out what "ballroom" was. On Saturday, after breakfast, mummy told me we were going shopping in town. "We're going to get you a lovely new dress," she said. "For your ballroom dancing lessons." "Ballroom... dancing?" I said. "But mummy, I already do ballet dancing." "I know you do," mummy replied. "And now you're going to do ballroom dancing as well. I hope you're...
On a very boring evening in the middle of a very hot summer, the heir apparent of the throne of upper Rhineland was surfing on the palace Wi-Fi connection with no set objective in her young mind. She always used a false name on the site because she did not want any media people using her to get an exclusive. She was known in royal circles as Princess Anne Von Trappenstein and was reputed to be a "cold fish" in matters of the heart. Anne knew that was simply a false rumor probably planted...
I have spent the last fifteen years trying to be the perfect wife for my husband and I think I have pretty much succeeded. He has never gone without sex when he has wanted it; I have never used the old headache excuse, or "I'm on my period", or even the old standby "I just don't feel good tonight." I've always been ready and willing. And my husband is no slouch in bed either; he has always been able to bring me to multiple orgasms and he has always said that taking care of my wants and...
I was down in the Low Country on a working vacation. My partner and I had been invited to a New South/Woodstock kind of party. This was an annual affair, combining the best of Old South gentility with the finest of modern food and drink, not to mention the three excellent rock'n'roll bands, playing outdoors to several hundred madly happy fans. So it didn't last three days, big deal. It was pretty damn fine for a tiny Antebellum fishing village stuck in the middle of a swamp on a bypassed...
THE DANCER BY JANICE (1) I am Dwight Johnson; I am the only child of professional ballroom dancers who also teach dancing. For most of my fifteen, almost sixteen, years I remember them dancing professionally and teaching. My mother taught me to dance as a youth and I enjoyed it. They have a dance studio across town in a one floor building which houses several other studios which teach other types of dance. I...
The Dancer.1In the summer of 2006 The ‘Upstairs Downstairs’ was one of the most popular nightclubs in London. The ground floor level hosted the dance floor and was furnished as smartly as some of the best clubs. The drinks were very expensive, a bottle of lager would set you back ?8 and spirits even more.However the entrance fee was relatively very low, ?3 in fact. This resulted in young working class people coming in to dance rather than drink. It still had an exclusive feel though, as over...
There we were standing center stage dressed in saloon girl costumes. Four high school junior boys performing the cancan. Our costumes were satin dresses, trimmed with lace, corset, and lace petticoat. We had stockings, a choker and feathered headpiece on. A pair of 2 1/2-inch heel boots completed the costume. We looked like four girls so much that our mothers could hardly tell. How did four guys become beautiful cancan dancers? It all started when Miss Moss called us into her office...
Cheryl and Mike watched as the girls danced, tipped them when they came around, and had a good time whenever they went out to the strip clubs together. They usually had a few beers, allowed themselves to be entertained by the half naked girls for a while, and then went home and had great sex, which is why Cheryl came to the clubs with her husband of 5 years, instead of demanding that he never enter one again, as some of her friends had done. It was fun, and it made him horney! Tonight there...
IllustratedJane and the Belly Dancer We resumed fucking and for the first time in my life I began to feel sick to my stomach while having sex. It was time to resume my self coaching. ‘This is how I’m gonna someday make THE BIG BUCKS! Just a few more minutes. Oh shit look at those tits bounce! The way she’s moving her legs. OMG OMG OMG! *********************************************************************** I gazed into the full length mirror inside the dressing room and admired my new makeover. There...
"Let me off here," Lynn said quietly.Dutifully, I pulled over the SUV. The afternoon Tennessee sun baked the dusty asphalt and brightened the lush greenery to either side. But to me, there was a darkness around Lynn, as if she were fading into the coming night."Are you sure?" I asked softly."Yes." She got out, pulling that ridiculous case out of the back seat.I gave her one last look: a thin young woman, just 5'3" and 105 pounds. Her low-waisted, destroyed cut-offs revealed lean, tanned legs,...
LesbianI loved dancing. At my local bar, they had a dance floor in their upstairs section, where I spent many happy hours boogie-ing to my heart’s content. The upstairs section also had its own bar area, smaller than the bar downstairs. The large square bar counter downstairs and the surrounding area was mainly for socializing.Both floors in the bar had its own toilet section. Downstairs, the lavatory had three cubicles with no gloryholes and a long steel urinal. Upstairs, the far larger latrine had...
Gay MaleIt was a chilly night on a beautiful, secluded, space of beach, only known to local's eyes. A gathering had been announced among the young. Kimberly had received an invite from a close friend. She was in need of a night of fun. Upon arriving her eyes lit up with wonder. As she walked along, she saw many young adults laughing, chatting, smiles all around. Romance, love, lust. The aura of the beach seemed to seduce many souls. Near a large bonfire, a young woman caught her eye. Tall, slender,...
LesbianMy sweet Ana had started to take classes in salsa. She said every Latin woman would learn such a wonderful hot rhythm. She even tried to drag me with her; but my schedule was really busy and I also had been always a lousy dancer; so I declined the idea…After many classes, Ana said she needed a new skirt for dancing; so I offered to go with her to the shopping mall and purchase something nice.The next afternoon we finally ended in a small store for salsa stuff. The owner was a filthy old man,...
The Guitarist – The Dancer.I’ve been with this rock group for just over a month and the music is great. I’m happy playing rhythm. Not being lead is easy for me which allows plenty of time to watch the great looking, scantily dressed girls. They are all colours – hair and skin- , tall short, skinny plump, big tits to flat chested; they’re just enjoying themselves. One girl with outrageously large boobs is dancing with her boyfriend just below my position. When her hands are raised high only her...
The wife and k**s travelled to an unnamed resort in Central Florida a few years ago because one of the k**s was performing there with her dance troupe. Typical family fun, but after the performance we bumped into one of the dance teachers as we were leaving for the day. We invited her to join us as she was by herself and didn’t want to do rides by herself. I love rides but the wife really doesn’t like them very much. We were having a great day. It was nice to have the company of a really nice...
September 03, 2010. Friday. Its the date on which I turned a fully adult Eighteen. And you bet I had plans for that day.I frequented my Mom’s Night Club with her since I was a k**. She had danced at various clubs as a stripper, but now for a few years worked in the finance department of Skin Gentlemen’s Lounge in Los Angeles. She was on the threshold of entering her forties and yet had the looks and figure to die for. During my visits with my Mom to her club, I got rather friendly with Tom,...
It was Valentines Day and my husband, James, had told me to arrange a babysitter for the evening as he had booked ticket to a show as a surprise. I was very excited at the thought of a romantic night out, just the two of us. We didn’t get to spend as much time alone as we would both like as he worked long hours and I stayed at home to care for our three young c***dren, so I decided I was going to make an extra special effort this evening. James was going to pick me up at seven, so I dropped...
Jane and the Belly DancerWe resumed fucking and for the first time in my life I began to feel sick to mystomach while having sex. It was time to resume my self coaching."This is how I'm gonna someday make THE BIG BUCKS! Just a few more minutes.Oh shit look at those tits bounce! The way she's moving her legs. OMG OMG OMG!***********************************************************************I gazed into the full length mirror inside the dressing room and admired my new makeover. There was...
Sassy Dancer This is a semi true story, more of a fantasy about real characters Alice loved to dance. Its all she ever really did since she was 17. Now that she was almost 30 she still looked good, her breasts werent quite as firm as they once were but still perky. Her boyfriend loved to watch her dance. She would put on some dance music while she modeled and danced for him, he would often take pictures of her. He was always bringing panties or shorts for her to...
I have always loved the stars. On a clear night, like that night, I can watch the universe in its slow eternal dance. Sometimes, as I sit and watch the light from distant suns, I wonder where she is, how she is doing. I will never know what really happened that night. I will never understand who, or what, she was. I will never see her again I fear, but sometimes it is enough just to remember. It was here that we met, outside my little house in the hills. I was sitting on my front porch, lost...
Immediately after the jury retired to deliberate Stephanie's case, the SlendaBond attorney and I retired to the VIP club in the courthouse to await the verdict. We discussed the fact that the longer the jury was out the better our chances of achieving at least a partial enslavement of Stephanie. If the jurors were having trouble reaching a verdict they would probably settle on a compromise verdict where at least we would have Stephanie under an indenture for 5 or 10 years. That might satisfy...
I was lying in a hotel room bed, watching TV. I was waiting for two dancers to join me for an evening of fun. I had met them the night before at Valentine’s, a topless bar. Judy was nineteen. She had short blonde hair, was about 5’ 4? tall with a tight body, and had large perfectly round breasts, as large as cantaloupes that didn’t droop. Her friend, Sandy, was a little older, about twenty-six. She had longer, shoulder length hair that was dyed blonde. She was about 5’ 8? tall, with a nice...
The screaming, yelling, and clapping of two hundred crazed women, combined with the relentless beat of a hard rock CD, never failed to get Rolando whipped into a frenzy before he hit the stage! Dressed in leather chaps, a g-string, cowboy boots and a ten gallon hat, he looked anything like an all American cowboy, but with a body that appeared to be chiseled from granite, Rolando was one of twenty dancers in the all male revue at the Hotsy Totsy Club. Seven nights a week the place was jumping to...
VoyeurRecovering from my accident took a long time. It was frustrating because I’ve always made a point of keeping fit and here I was barely able to move. I spent many hours with the physiotherapist. She seemed to take an almost sadistic pleasure in making me find the re-use of my body. But eventually my sessions with her were over. She only had some parting advice to give me, namely that I should enroll in a dance or stretching class to continue to improve my flexibility. She gave me the...
There are lots of great places in the United States where you can go for an evening of watching the local hot babes dancing and stripping their clothes off in front of a live audience. Reb's Fireplace in Waldorf, Maryland is one of those kinds of places. I spent an evening there about 5 years ago that I'll never forget. It was one of the most erotically and sensually enjoyable evenings that I can ever remember. I was in town for business and I went to Reb's Fireplace because the outside...