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Idyll A Sex Scene (Author's note: This piece is just what the title says it is: adescription of two people having sex with some mild BDSM as told from theman's point of view: his thoughts and impressions. There's no plot, nomoral, and no pretense at redeeming artistic value, and if you're lookingfor any of those, I suggest you go elsewhere. Sometimes you just want toknock off a nice, psychological piece of ass.) From the dark van in the dark alley I can just see her leaving her buildingdown at...
My parents had bought a farm the year before this all happened. For me, it was kind of a mixed-blessing. I did like living out in the country but I didn't like the scarcity of friends to hang-out with like I'd had before. I did have more chores, as well, though, honestly, those didn't bother me a whole lot, I liked to stay busy. We had a produce field where we raised some salad greens and herbs for restaurants in town and that was mostly up to me to take care of and, one day, after hoeing...
To enjoy this story fully please read Electric shock at the link below.https://xhamster.com/stories/electric-shock-1-9690406So the day after I had ended up fucking Angela but I got a phone call from Angela’s husband Mark, which initially concerned me, as Angela had said she would call me. However I was relieved when he told me he was really pleased with my work the day before. “The security lighting worked a treat when I got home late last night.” he said. He also thanked me for looking at the...
AN IDYLLIC RECOLLECTION Everyone would like to believe that the Sexual Revolution of the Sixties had somehow made everything happen easily for horny counterculture types. Sorry to disillusion you all, but we had to work to get laid at least as much as any other generation. . . and I suspect a lot more fucking around took place in earlier years than some people think.In the early 1970s, I was prime draft bait, attending San Jose State in the Bay Area. I was a journalism major, and we were all...
Three weeks passed. Heather had no callers, no visits from Cameron, and no sex. She was now afraid — she might be pregnant, and she wanted it to be Cameron’s child. Why, she didn’t know. The kindly old physician who had delivered Heather herself nineteen years earlier, smiled at her. ‘I know this is a shock, dear, but you are –‘ ‘Expecting?’ The doctor nodded. ‘You are unwed, aren’t you, my dear?’ Heather nodded. ‘Do you want to give the baby up to parents who will care for it?’ Heather...
Heather swept down the hallway to her father’s study and walked inside. James was leaving after bringing her father’s tea. ‘Good morning, James,’ Heather said sweetly, acting as if she’d just seen him, instead of fucking his brains out earlier that morning. ‘Good morning, m-my l-lady,’ James stammered, as he left and shut the doors. Heather seated herself on the edge of the Duke’s desk. ‘Good morning, Daddy.’ ‘Good morning, sweetheart,’ the Duke said, and lifted his face. Heather took the...
At eleven-thirty, Heather was escorted into Northleigh Hall to an upstairs chamber. It was lit by only three candles. And Cameron was reclined on the bed, in only a dressing gown, awaiting her arrival. Heather smiled at him as he rose from the bed, and slowly removed her gloves. ‘I am here as you requested, sir. You may do whatever you please.’ Cameron slowly undid the buttons on the back of her gown and slipped it off her shoulders, down to her waist, until it pooled on the floor. Next went...
Heather dressed carefully and took her carriage to Northleigh Hall. Cameron himself answered the door and was dressed to go riding. His look of displeasure almost caused Heather to falter. ‘What do you want, my love?’ he said sarcastically. She held out a hand. ‘Cameron, darling, our baby —‘ ‘Our baby? Ha. It could be anybody’s.’ ‘I’m expecting in April. I’m very sure that it’s yours.’ ‘Well, we shall see when the baby comes who it favors. If it looks like me, I may concede to accept it.’ ...
Three weeks after the encounter with Holloway, Heather attended a ball at the Lockwoods, escorted by her brother, who was giving her lecherous looks most of the night. Heather had dressed carefully and intended to find her next conquest that night. Her dress was made from yards of emerald green velvet, with an elegant bustle in the back and long fitted sleeves. She was wearing white gloves, and the neckline showed plenty of cleavage, and was set off by an emerald necklace. Emeralds sparkled at...
Lady Heather sighed as she heard a knocking on the door of her bedchamber. ‘Just a moment,’ she called, reaching for her red dressing gown to cover her young, nude body. She opened the door to see James, her family’s butler, standing there. ‘Good morning, James,’ she said with a smile. He held her breakfast tray. ‘Breakfast, Miss Heather. Shall I put it on the dresser?’ ‘Please.’ As he passed, Heather took the delicate teacup from the tray and sipped the steaming hot tea. He put the tray...
One week after the incident with the servants, and no fucking in the meantime, Heather was wondering what it would take to get William interested again, when James announced a visitor from the parlor doorway. ‘Miss Heather, you have a visitor. A Lord Cameron Northleigh.’ Heather rose, smoothing the skirt of her yellow silk gown. ‘Show him in.’ Cameron entered the parlor after James, and then James left, pulling the doors shut. ‘Good morning, Heather,’ Cameron said, as he sat down. ‘Good...
Heather ate her breakfast, feeling deliciously sinful after her frolic that morning with James, and bathed and chose a gray silk gown. She pulled her chestnut hair back loosely in a ribbon, and went downstairs, to where her brother, Lord Holden, sat smoking his pipe in the salon. ‘Good morning, darling brother,’ she said, walking over and kissing his cheek. She made sure enough cleavage was showing to spark his interest. He swallowed hard. ‘Good morning, Heather,’ he choked out. She smiled...
*** NINE MONTHS LATER *** Heather laid in bed in Cameron’s bedchamber, breathing heavily as Dr. Winters waited between her widespread legs. She’d been visiting Cameron when her water broke. Cameron had hastened to fetch the doctor, the Duke, and Holden. Now the three paced outside the bedchamber as they listened to Heather’s howls of pain. Dr. Winters seemed more intent on gazing at Heather’s sweet cunt than delivering her baby. He thrust a hand inside to check the position, anyway. ‘Okay,...
Heather started blushing as Cameron put his arms around her. ‘We’re going to have a beautiful child, Heather.’ Heather pushed him away. ‘Cameron, the baby might not be yours.’ She had decided not to mince words. Cameron shot to his feet. ‘What do you mean? Other than Holloway, there has been no one else, has there?’ Heather bit her lip. Cameron looked angry. ‘Actually there has been, Cameron. One of the servants. William.’ ‘Did he rape you?’ Cameron demanded. ‘No, I seduced him. I didn’t...
The next morning, there was a knock at the door. Heather decided to open it herself, since she was passing through the front hall. Heather gaped as she saw Cameron standing there. He was groomed impeccably and held a small bouquet of asters — a sign of love. ‘Good morning, milady,’ he said, bowing low. ‘Good morning, milord,’ she returned, dropping into a curtsy. She’d play his little game. He handed her the bouquet and said, ‘Heather, would you like to go for a ride?’ He indicated his...
Heather smiled at the two young people the next morning as she swept into the parlor where they waited, both in clean but faded clothing. ‘Good morning. I am Lady Heather Westbrook. You are?’ ‘Good mornin, ma’am,’ said the young man. ‘I am William Franklin, and this is my fiancée, Renee St. Claire.’ ‘She is French, I assume,’ said Heather. The young lady smiled. ‘Oui,’ she said softly. ‘She doesn’t speak much English, milady, but she’s a hard worker. As am I.’ ‘Very well. William, you...
Who, what, where, when, why? Have I lost the trail again? Have I lost myself in the moment and forgotten how to breathe? How to think? How to remember? This is all I know in those panicked minutes. That they come, moments when I lose my grip and tumble, and that I have to focus, focus, focus. When I find myself in a car, in a bed, in a room, and I find nothing else to connect with. Not in the surroundings, not in the depths of a gridlocked memory. When I’m nobody, and I can’t recall anything....
Her shoulders ached as they strained against the bonds. Her hands twisted in the cord loops attached to the headboard of the bed. The crop came down across her spine and she yelped, squealing like a pig when the crop came down on her ribs several times in quick succession. "Does my little lady need a gag?" His voice was teasing, soft and hard and a little menacing. She arched her back against his stomach and he held his cock deep inside her. His fingers traced her cheek from her lip to her ear....
BDSM‘Do not walk in the way with them, hold back your foot from their paths, for their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed blood.’ Chapter 1. Wilimbra, July 1991. Caught up in the national drive for fitness, every evening after school I went for a run. I often took the track along the cliff top. Normally it had a pleasant view with the sea on one side and a clear view of the wooded hills about four kilometres inland as they rose up behind the town. On this winter evening I had chosen...
The author would like to thank gandalf4217 for his edit. For readers who are looking for a full story of how it came to be that I had sex with my own niece, I'm afraid that this will only disappoint you because about the only thing that truly sticks out in my mind was our first time of sex, which is basically what I've put to writing. The lead up consisted of many, many, little things starting from the time when she was about 12, but nothing that would take up more than a short paragraph or...
We felt a twisting in our stomachs before we hit the floor and rolled, laughing as we clutched at each other, my canes rattling on the white floor. "We did it!" Cadence cried. "This is either Crossroads or Heaven. Which is it?" "Could be both," I laughed. "Sephie! We're home, honey!" A wall opened ahead of us in the white room and Persephone came into the room dressed in a diaphanous blue gown. She was crying but held herself straight. "Hero! Lincoln? Lincoln! Is it really...
So I was eating breakfast with the family as normal when Veronica my loving wife reminded me that she had volunteered me to help out some local community committee at the weekend, and apparently I would need a tux for the event."Really?" I asked."Yes a note came in the post" she replied handing me the piece of paper."Well i'm not buying one just for a charity do!" I replied back."Go rent one, it's what famous people do!" said my teen daughter Milly."Where from?" I asked."A suit shop obviously"...
Dawn “Look, I’m going to have to put some panties on,” Dawn told Bradley as they returned to the kitchen to cook dinner.“Why?”She turned to face him and parted her legs slightly to show him his creamy, glistening cum slowly making its way down the inside of her thighs.He smiled. “Have you any wipes?”She nodded.“Tell me where they are and I’ll get them for you.”“I have a pack on my dressing table upstairs.”He turned quickly to leave. “It’s second on left at the top of the stairs.”“I’ll find it.”...
CuckoldOne Lucky White Boi—Chapter 10—Somewhere Over the Rainbow—ConclusionThe day had finally arrived—and I was going home. Dustin had brought me a pair of 501's, and Converse hi-tops.He said the kicks would do for now—that we would go shopping in a few days for some boots. The doc also said it might take some time to re-learn to walk in them. Still found it hard to believe that I wasn't a skateboarder, lol. No concrete on a ranch. Wait—Ranch ??We load up into the SUV—also new to me, and head out of...
ravenhawk12I feel as if I may have lost a few years off my life, let alone be able to get it up again.....yes...she's THAT amazing!!Yet, as we look at each other, that scalding gaze she's giving me as she casually fingers herself very slowly, I knew I had to do something....or i may temp fate...and death....and attack her once more!Then, i grin.....an idea.I stand, her smile growing and her fingers speeding up their self-assault, as she watches me walk around the bed. At the side i stop,...
Making of a Gloryhole Gurl! Part 3 By Kristy I look back on some of the Pictures from my early days, going to the Adult Bookstores and the Park and can't believe how bad badly I was at putting my makeup on and some of the things I wore. Although I still like to dress slutty! I could sneak away for only so long before I had to change back and make it home without a trace. I made a major breakthrough soon and began going into the bookstores completely dressed and I was going more and...
Many thanks for the reviews! They provided the motivation to continue this little tale. New readers are strongly encouraged to read Part One before continuing further. All rights to YOUNG BESS are, of course, retained by the author. YOUNG BESS ? PART TWO By Jane Howard I reached the Montfort Estate late in the afternoon to find the kitchen staff in the midst of preparing the main meal of the day. I handed my letter to a plain looking young scullery maid named Mary, explaining that...
I am a south Indian male aged 45 years living in Mumbai since the last 5 years, my wife is 40 years, we have a satisfactory sex life and we have sex regularly when I am in the town and my job requires some travelling. I like fantasizing and during our sex and I often ask my wife to fantasize having sex with other males initially. She was refusing and very reluctantly accepted the idea as time passed by she started accepting the idea as she used to experience my rod becoming very hard during the...
WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 24 Tales of the Unexpected Tuesday brought another surprise. When I got home in the evening I nearly tripped over Gwen’s suitcase standing in the hall at the bottom of the stairs. I found her in the kitchen sitting at the table with Emma. I gave her a kiss on the top of her head and poured myself a cup of coffee. ‘What’s going on, Mum?’ I...
All characters and places in this story are fictional and in no way reperesent any person or places. My name is Dereck Williams and I work as a lab instructor at a local community college. I am 40 and about 6’ tall with brown hair and a nice build, but I wouldn’t say that I’m every girls dream. I’m shy and therefore stay pretty much to myself without doing much dating.Recently, I walked into lab to teach a class and was stunned by what I saw. There in the front row was an angel. She...
Love StoriesJust as directed, we headed to one of the shuttle bus stops and waited with the mystery woman. It was only a few minutes before a shuttle stopped and it was loaded with kids wearing the same color t-shirts as us. Crystal, Annie, and I got on the bus while the woman joined the group of kids heading back toward the National Mall. I had to give it to Annie and Crystal, they were completely cool and calm as they continued to scan around us for any threats. They were more than sufficiently...
I was returning home from work and was expecting my wife might have something planned for my birthday. We had been experimenting with some more uninhibited sex lately, and I was hoping that I wouldn't be walking into a surprise party with our neighbors, but some sort of more intimate surprise. I wasn't disappointed.I noticed Nancy's car was gone when I drove onto my street, and when I walked in the front door; I saw a note on the table."Dear Jim - Happy Birthday!! I got you a special gift and...
(Partly based on real events---with a few liberties taken for literary and aesthetic effects!)"I want to that you so much!" Marvin said, smiling happily as we made our way to his side door. "That was WONDERUL! Wonderful! I enjoyed myself very much; and I hope that you did as well!"The 'that' that was 'wonderful', as Marvin had expressed it, was the blow job he'd just given me; and the enthusiasm with which he had done it with had been enjoyable! I couldn't, at least honestly, deny that what he...
Namaskar, Sab hindu bhaiyon aur Muslim chudakkarou ko Shilpa ki choot ka pranam, mai aaj aapko aapko apni chudai ki sachi ghatna sunane jarahi hoon, meri umr 23 saal hai,5.6, rang goora, 36c ke ubhre hue boobs aur lachakti hui gaand 36. Mai aksar tight salwar pahen kar hi bahar jaati hoon, mai college jane ke waqt hamesha raste mein chalte log meri mast jawani ko nangi nazrou se dekhte aur kuch to comments bhi kaste ke ‘ kya maal hai saali ‘ Salwar mein bhi hokar lund ko pagal karrahi hai.....
Unique Masturbation SessionBy: Londebaaz Chohan When Martin Glick told me this story, he claimed that it happened actually with him and it was true. I do not want to judge anybody and just enjoyed it as a nice chronicle. I hope you like it too.After high school, when Martin left home for college, he knew, he was going out of this home for good and his parents may not let him return to live there once again as a family member and he had to be on his own except of course for visits during the...
It was just a regular Friday. I was gathering my things and counting down the last minutes of my work day, as did the rest of my colleagues. We were all excited about the start of the weekend. Not that I had major plans. For me basically, it comes down to sleeping and fucking longer, which is not that bad if you are over 30 and in a committed relationship, holding 8 to 5 office job. As I was on my way out, the screen of my phone lit revealing the name of the caller. Anna - my girlfriend was...
The alarm went off at 6 AM, like it always did. I stirred groggily andlooked over at my fiancée Leah. She looked so scrumptious lying therethat I had half a mind to blow off work and make passionate love to her,but instead I gave her a little shake on the shoulder. She moaned thatshe was awake, and she padded off to the shower. Only having onebathroom in the apartment meant I was shaving while she was showering. Itwas hard to see in the steamed-up mirror, and sure enough, I nickedmyself.We...
Trying a Moroccan dickIt had been a busy day at the office.Helena was absent, because she had had to take care of her mother, who was staying at the hospital for a few days…However, my slutty friend called me in the afternoon, when I was driving home and asked me if I was in the mood to go out with her that night. Of course I was…It was Friday and Victor was at home, but I knew he wanted to stay there and it would be nice for him to be alone for a while. I called him to tell my plan and he...
This is the true story of vampires in the world today. You probably have heard all the stories about the centuries old vampires, who live forever once they have been bitten by another vampire. And they cannot be killed, except by a stake through the heart, or maybe cutting their heads off and keeping them separate. This story began many years ago when Vlad the Impaler was ruling over Hungary and fighting off the Turks. The stories all told of how he would impale his victims through the asshole...
SupernaturalI, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:I do physical labour.I work at great depths.I plunge head first into everything I do.I do not get weekends off or public holidays.I work in a damp environment.I don't get paid overtime.I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.I work in high temperatures.My work exposes me to contagious diseases.MANAGEMENT REPLYDear Penis:After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the...
Coming MotherChapter 1Shellie lay on the small deck of the houseboat, the hot sun burning into her already golden flesh.She rested on the foam mattress, on her stomach, her bikini top untied and her tits smashed beneath her. The bottoms of her bikini were so skimpy that the luscious sweetness of her swelling ass was half exposed. The sun heated her body, and she writhed sensually, opening her legs to allow the rays to touch her inner thighs.Shellie was slender, like a fashion model. But still,...
*Frank Bradley is a single father who works long hours to keep Ball n' Holes, a part miniature golf and Bowling alley hangout in business. Considering raising his sixteen-year-old daughter Danielle to adulthood as his primary goal in life, he hasn't thought about much else except keeping a stable income. So when Danielle's friend from Percy High School, eighteen-year-old Kelly Ridgley suddenly enters his black mustang convertible, he's taken for a ride he never thought possible. The...
VoyeurDirk was still aroused by all the activities that were happening around him but he could see that they were winding down which was a good thing. No matter how much he would have liked to dip his cock into any willing hole that was here, they still had a time schedule to keep and their midday break time would be up very shortly. He looked down at the girl as she stood up from being bent over the table. She reached down between her legs and pushed two fingers into her quim using them in a...
Ricky stood quietly next to the bed while Jack reached out and played with his young butch's hard pecker!!! "Are you gonna be a good boy for me today," Jack asked while jerking on the six inch piece of hard meat!?! "Oh, yes," Ricky moaned, "I promise I'll be good, you can count on me!!!" "That's not what happened last week is it," Jack retorted while recalling the events of a week ago!?! "N-no," Ricky gasped as his orgasm bubbled close to the surface, "I-I didn't mean for it to happen but he...
GayYou just turned 18, the last one of all the seniors and Lakeview High, about a mile North of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You force your school uniform over your chest, and after a minute or two, you can finally fit it over you C cup breasts. “Jennifer, I made pancakes!”, comes a voice from downstairs. “Thanks, Mom!”, you holler back. You rush downstairs and have a healthy serving. You scarf down the pancakes, a golden brown, with warm butter and dripping syrup. You grab your back pack, and are on...
Fetish***************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Waiting For Dawn… And a First Cyber Date I look at the clock, yet again, and notice that only two agonizing minutes have crept by since my last time check. Two more down and only 174 to go {sigh}— It seems like forever until our first scheduled “cyber date.” I have tried to start without you, indulging in...
I stood in the shower, the hot water running off my naked body as I thought of last night. My hand strayed down between my thighs, finding my pussy already wet, not from the shower, but the thought of lasts night encounter with Michael. It was everything that I had thought it could be. My fingers lightly rubbed my clit, still swollen from last night and the feelings began to come back to me. I had had sex with others, mostly my own age, but I had never made love like I did last night. And to...
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Her eyes are what drew my attention. I first saw them on my way out of the hotel, in the lobby. A slight pause as her gaze caught mine. We both kept walking. I wondered if her thoughts were as interrupted as mine. I stepped out into the streets of Los Angeles. The city of angels. Beautiful views, exciting architecture, classic feel, all of this was ignored after a one second connection with her eyes. The next encounter was just as unpredictable as the first. My workday was complete. I had...
Isabel. Was sitting next to me on the couch. She was used to my presence now. Since I started to date her mom. She gets up and comes back. And ask if she can sit on my lap. Sure if you want. So she sat on my lap. All 40 pounds of her 6 year old frame. Right on me. I have been eyeing her a bit ever since I met her. She is just a cuter smaller version of her mom. She has light blond hair with a bit of a wave, blue eyes. She sits right on my cock. But didn’t seem to notice or...
Teasing by Vickie Tern TG femdom hum Preface: I wrote a draft of half this story about two years ago, then set it aside to write other stories, the most recent being "An Unfaithful Wife." And there's the problem. That story pleased many but annoyed others because it repeats some elements of my earlier stories -- scheming wives and compliant husbands and so on. I won't defend those recurrences -- I like them. I like finding new reasons and ways for a woman to feminize her...
Hi Zintoo Here I am going to tell you about an incident that took place during my College time. I had just join the college and I become friend with Manish. We were of same age around 18 years. I used to visit his place and study together. Manish is the lone son. His father is in merchant navy and most of the time stays outside. His mother, Sarita aunty around 42 years looks after him. Sarita aunty was a kind lady. She is beautiful woman, light complex, around 5 ft. 4in. tall. Since I am a...
IncestI been living with Gina who happens to be muscular and stronger than me I haven’t paying my rent for 2 months so one day when I meet her in the living room “you been not paying for months so I have idea for you to repay me so I got this” it was a pair of pink panties heels and black stockings and a maid dress “I decided to should be my maid until you paid me” I have no choice she is more stronger than me “whatever you say” I put the outfit and a chastity cage on and when I started working she...
InterracialThe crew members moved toward Carina as she stared at them from the floor. Their appearance had taken the actress completely by surprise. Exhausted by the gang bang, her tired mind at first did not register the threat. But their leering, hungry faces made her realise what they intended to do. She sat up alarmed as the rough sailors circled the matress on which the youths had enjoyed her body. "What the hell's happening?," she exclaimed. "Who are these men." "My crew," replied Carl. "They're big...
Group SexMegan stuck her tongue out as she was guided to Savannahs breast. As she flicked the erect nipple Savannah pressed her head firmly against her left breast. Cupping her head Savannah asked her to bite it. Throwing her head back Savannah moaned softly. Megan felt the wetness on her leg as her juices tricked from her vagnal lips. As she sucked hungrily Megan twisted Savannahs right nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Megan felt she was in heaven suckling the breasts she fantasized about as a...
Authors Note – This story is a result of my inner monolouge combined with a sleepless night, alot of coffee, and a wild imagination. It’s also my first short story in years. Let me know what you think please! Let me tell you a little something about regret. For I am it’s scholar I sit here on the edge of this man’s bed his head is lowered, one hand firmly resting on the bed side table beside him. My hand rests on his as I take his appearance in as I have done countless times before. The...
Hello friends. This is my series named Kumar Apartment, which is already published in Hindi. But as per my reader’s demand, I am now publishing it in English. This is a story of multiple characters of an apartment called Kumar Apartments. You will be finding a lot of characters in it. I hope you enjoy what I give to you. Anyone who wants to give me their feedback can mail me on Episode 1: Modern City Modern Cultures And My Modern Bhabhi Narrated by Akash Hi, my name is Akash. I was going to...
The next few days felt like a lifetime for me. I couldn't sleep at night - every time I closed my eyes, all I could see were replays of myself, dressed like a whore, being strapped to a padded sawhorse while it fucked me from both sides. Everything I ate and drank had a horrid aftertaste of that bastard's cum - it was as if that taste was permanently embedded in my ataste buds now. The back of my throat was sore so it hurt to speak and my pussy... no, my ass, as I had reverted back to calling...