Candy for Aaron Part 2
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Aaron Sanders was shocked when he heard that his father had remarried. His mother had died when he was young, and it had always just been him and his dad. When he was going to college at Pitt, his father told him during his senior year that he was dating a woman, but getting married only three months into their relationship was a huge shock. Heather was a woman who had been divorced a long time and he guessed they just fell into a mindset of hurrying up because they were both in their forties....
I stared at the house with the rock garden. I didn't like this house. I didn't like the blue truck parked outside of this house. I didn't like the guy, who lived in this house, and drove that stupid blue truck. "What?" Aaron was clueless, even if he shouldn't have been. He was also looking at me like I was crazy again. I swear, with the moodswings I was having, I couldn't blame him. But regardless, I just couldn't see how being at Seth's house could be a good thing. "Why are we...
My name is Anne. I am a rather typical wife living in a small West Texas oil town with my husband and our two young daughters. Objectively speaking, I am attractive and look considerably younger than my thirty three years of age. many would call me statuesque. I am five-foot seven inches tall with large green eyes, and ‘dirty blonde’ hair that comes to my shoulders. I have maintained a slim, shapely figure that still can turn a few heads on the street as well as at the office where I work. ...
Wife LoversAaron shifted his body as he sat on the big plush chair at his own 17th birthday party. Nick Carter, Aaron's big brother, had thrown him a big Hollywood bash that December. Aaron didn't want that. He had wanted a private cozy little party. He hated big crowds and noise. Nick had invited all kinds of people. Mostly pop singers and uptight little sluts. One person he invited was ok by Aaron. It was Paris Hilton. Oh god Paris! Aaron drooled over the blonde as he saw her walking side to side...
Chiquita and Aaron are in the forest, looking at the sky. They are lying on the ground, staring at the moon and the stars. They secretly love each other. They’ve always lived like best friends, sometimes enemies, but mainly friends. They never told each other how they really felt about each other. They are left stranded on this island since they were eight years old. ‘What do you think it’s like to be the moon and stars?’ Chiquita asks. Aaron smiles, ‘I don’t know. To provide light to the...
Aaron considered himself to be mildly successful up to this point in his life, college graduate, good health and making a decent wage (although certainly not enough to make him rich). His life was the 1.0 version of the American dream. By most standards, he was neither handsome nor ugly but fell somewhere closer to the upper portion of the scale. He had never had a problem getting dates, but that could be attributed as much to his personal salesmanship and ability to connect with anyone he met...
There were a lot of things that didn't feel right to me as I climbed into the passenger seat of Seth's truck and stared out my window into the dark as the vehicle started. I'd likely lost my mind if I was willingly on my way to see Aaron. We were leaving the comfort of Seth's bed, where our time could have been more productively spent than it was going to be now. My hip bones were actually sore from all of that earlier grinding we'd done. And worst of all, things were so strained between...
AARON AND LELUNE © 2007 by Anthony Durrant Two of Governor Amberus's soldiers came to visit me at the wizard Arhambarin's cottage, where he had been living until the past spring. "Good morning, young man!" said the taller soldier. "Is Arhambarin at home? The governor wants to see him for a very important mission." "I'm afraid that Arhambarin has gone to meet his destiny in the forest, sir!" I told him. "I'm his servant, and my...
By my hubby MarcMy buddy Aaron called me up last Friday night and asked if my wife and I would like to hang out. He said he wanted to check out a new martini bar located down town and that he wanted to hang out at his place first. He mentioned that it was an upscale bar so to dress accordingly. I knew that Aaron had a thing for Moni and this would be a good opportunity for him to flirt with her and get a real good look at her all dressed up. I put on a sports coat and looked pretty sharp but...
By my hubby Marc My buddy Aaron called me up last Friday night and asked if my wife and I would like to hang out. He said he wanted to check out a new martini bar located down town and that he wanted to hang out at his place first. He mentioned that it was an upscale bar so to dress accordingly. I knew that Aaron had a thing for Moni and this would be a good opportunity for him to flirt with her and get a real good look at her all dressed up. I put on a sports coat and looked pretty...
Gina did not have the slightest idea what was in store for us that evening and neither did I. Telling her that we were there to further the fulfillment of a thirty-something female's sexual desires would sound ludicrous; I didn't believe it myself. Priscilla Baker welcomed us to her home, reminding us, especially me to call her Priscilla. The dress was everything she said it was, thin material that let the outline of her white underwear show through, yet loose fitting, moving with her ass...
I saw her smile, and then I peeked back at him. "Would you like your schlong to slip into my pussy, Aaron?" I pondered, leaning towards him.He swallowed and licked his lips for a moment. "May I kiss you first, Rachel?"I brought my lips right to his and lied right on top of him. My hands slithered over onto his shoulders as his palms found their way to my lower back. My boobs pressed onto his chest and I noticed his rod rubbing on my stomach.He had his eyes closed for the time being, and I saw...
TabooMy curiosity got the best of me. I found myself online checking out the bi-sexual chatrooms. I began chatting with a fellow named Aaron, who I discovered was 38. I lived in the Dallas area, and he lived about 90 miles away. He informed me that he was coming to Dallas in two weeks on business. So we continued to chat and get to know one another. After quite a bit of talking, which eventually steered into a sexual conversation, we both had a burning desire to be with another guy, but neither of...
Part Two: The Party After a shower the next morning, I tried to make it up to Bryan. I told him that I had sat on Aaron’s lap and that I had let him go so far as to feel my tits and ass—through my clothes, of course, not bare. It was enough. Bryan got very aroused and fucked me as well as he could with his equipment, I guess. It was hard not to fantasize about Aaron and Troy plundering my pussy, but Bryan was happy, and though I was a tiny bit hung over, the memory of last night made me...
I slipped into it and peeked at her lying on the bed. "Are you ready for me, Rachel?" I pondered, strolling towards her."Yes, Evette, now get on the bed and make love to me. I'm pretty sure the dildo is plenty lubed up now, so don't tease me."I slowly got onto the bed with her and lay right on top of her. "I love you, Rachel," I whispered before I kissed her and placed my hands on her thighs."I told you not to tease me," she reminded me before her palms found their way onto my butt. "You are...
TabooI woke slowly to find someone was pushing me into their vagina. I could not see who it was because all of the LED lights around the room had been turned off. The people that did my room did a great job ensuring all light was blocked. With the LED lights off, the room was pitch black. I knew for sure it was not Crystal, or even Annie, because this girl was very tight, and a virgin. She was taking it slowly trying to get me inside her without causing her much pain, or maybe just trying to do...
Wow Lola, What a thrill is it to get your emails. I always get a double delight from them. The first thrill is just reading them and getting turned on. Your ideas always dampen my pussy. The second joy is reading them to my poor hubby Aaron and watching his face get beet red, knowing I'm sharing, with another sexy woman, all the cute things my hunky boyfriend Pete and I do to him. He's so embarrassed that I share this stuff with you, and that it gets you as hot as it does. You asked me to tell...
Erotic FictionWe made one stop on the way and it was just after one in the afternoon when we set the plane on the ground near Moline. The kids had flown before, but not in a small jet such as this. The other times had all been in larger commercial craft. Mom was waiting for us. "Betty and Billy, this lady is your grandmother. We will be living with her for awhile. Mom, this is Karen Olson, Neica's sister. She has been caring for Neica's children." "Welcome Betty and Billy. Karen, you are welcome too....
"Aaron would you please hold still?" "But it tickles!" Max sits back on his heels and I twist to look at him beside me. Paintbrush in hand with a blue smudge on one cheek, he looks like the art student he always was at school. But at the moment he is only wearing jeans and I am dressed in exactly nothing. It's also only about half six, but I was willing to make the sacrifice for the sake of art, and possibly sanity. Max gives me a faux-stern look, I pout, and he gets back to painting....
No one says anything as I stand at the front gates of the school and take myself out of my clothes. There is no need for body paint anymore with my skin as brightly coloured as it had been yesterday morning. My bruises have darkened and grown overnight. They all stand there and stare at me, and I stare back, picking out the shape of Christian's retreating back, his head down. I have never known such silence in school as the class sits, looking anywhere but at me, and Mrs. Roe takes the...
Aaron Starts Out By Jeanie Bernard I didn't get many chances to go outside dressed in my favorite skirts, panties and heels, but I often did dress in the privacy of my room. I really liked makeup as well because just a little made me look so girlish I could hardly believe it. Shaving all the hair off my body was thrilling, too - the smoothness of my legs and underarms made me feel very feminine when I wanted and I had very light hair so it wasn't much trouble. I could...
It hasn't been the best of mornings. I arrived downstairs, clothed, with my bag, to find both my parents waiting for me. By the time I leave for school they should both have already gone to work. I look between them, my mother smiling, my dad looking somewhat reserved. They already knew. Well, they already had suspicions that I was gay. That's why they put me in The Program. If anything, that hurt more than all the accumulated humiliation of the previous two days. They did it because I had...
It was 10pm when I got into my car and headed out. I will never forget the look of horror on my wife's face when she caught me balls deep in our daughter's cunt. I was fucking her brains out, she was screaming harder, harder while cumming like a freight train. I didn't even have time to pack anything. It looked like she was looking for our gun. Why did I have to buy that damn thing anyway? Where was I going to go? I got to the Indiana border about 80 miles out of town at a rest stop...
I don't much see the point in wearing my uncomfortable school uniform this morning, since I have to take it off anyway. So I get dressed into my weekend gear and arrive at the school gates wearing heavy duty black boots, blue jeans, an open weave black mesh shirt and a leather jacket. I've also brought with me a small fleece blanket and Christian's newly washed jumper. There is a crowd at the school gate, including several teachers, most of the school, Christian, and Mr. Johnson. All to...
Introduction:Four horny men, alcohol, a poker party, and a scantily clad teenage girl - what could possibly go wrong?I still can’t believe it happened. My buddies and me gangbanged my teen daughter and now I can’t decide what to do now. I guess it depends on how Candy, my daughter, reacts when she wakes up. Right now she’s still asleep in my bed on the cum soaked sheets, some of it still leaking out of her, while I’m nursing one of the worst hangovers of my life. I guess I should explain what...
Chapter 1 It begins in the late 90s, right after I buy my townhouse in the Burbank Hills, in LA. I get a Latin cleaning woman named Ardis to come in and clean for me and she turns out to be quite a piece of work. She's in her early 50s, very efficient, dumb as toast, lively enough to light up a room and a gym rat with a remarkable body. When she cleans my house she's usually wearing short-shorts and a halter-top. She's fun to look at and I catch her checking me out but she's my cleaning...
I wondered how I would feel without Neica sleeping just up the hall from my room. I found I didn't miss her at all. I could relax now and not worry whether she would change her mind or make some demands. Needless to say she was an attractive woman and I was a male with needs, but she hadn't tried to tempt me. I hadn't made any move on her either. Karen was just as attractive as her sister and maybe more so. She had the same dark coloring. She was a couple inches taller, lithe and not...
Candy for candy In her private moments, she referred to herself aloud, in the first person, as candy. She sashayed around her beachfront apartment adorned in a Rydell High cheerleader uniform, saddle shoes and of course, a color coordinated frilly apron, wrapped snuggly around her shrinking waist. Mistress was perched in a director's chair in the corner of the living room, out of sight from the sliding doors that opened up to the semi-private veranda. As she daintily feather...
Candy met Martha at a friend's party. She had noticed Martha moving around the room. Everyone else seemed to notice Martha too. It was, she mused, not only because of Martha's generous proportions -- but also because of her easy laugh, booming voice and the animated way she flung her arms and head when chatting. You could see Martha was accustomed to being noticed and she did nothing to make herself any less the centre of attention by her style of dress, which was a loud floral clingy number...
Candy Pink By Barbi Satin Chapter 1 Life pretty much sucked. I was the son of Ralph and Cindy Cassella. They named me Ralph Junior and my dad was thrilled to have a son he could raise to live out his past glory. My dad wasn't a bad guy and never abused me but I knew he was disappointed. He worked as a contractor in the present but he still lived in his glory days of High School. Dad was an all-state full back on the football team in the fall and the best hitter on the baseball...
Introduction: Another threesome with Candy, per request of a friend. As you tilt your head back to finish the rest of your beer, you notice the dark sky above is scattered with stars. They are kind-of hard to see through the rising steam coming from the hot water bubbling around you. Candys giggle brings your head back down and you notice she is holding a fresh opened beer out to you. Smiling at her, you take the cold bottle, with beads of water dripping down the sides, and hand her the empty...
I looked out the window at the freshly fallen snow. Up and down the street the houses were all decorated for the season. Santa's and reindeer on the roofs, Nativity scenes in front yards, outside trees strung with lights and inside trees shining through windows. Holiday spirit was everywhere, everywhere but in my house. I turned from the window and took in the scene. The tree lying on the floor, shards of glass from broken light bulbs and shattered Christmas ornaments. I suppose I should have...
When you get to be my age, birthdays come and go. Except when you live with a very sexy, wild, and much younger woman. I have been fortunate to be quite well off, and probably that's why my girlfriend, Candy, is even with me. That’s a story for another day. When one is rich, people flock to you. I love to spoil women and they like to spoil me. It's a win-win situation.I met up with Candy when I was at a convention in Atlantic City. I was staying at the Golden Nugget. Candy was at a blackjack...
MatureCandy’s giggle brings your head back down and you notice she is holding a fresh opened beer out to you. Smiling at her, you take the cold bottle, with beads of water dripping down the sides, and hand her the empty bottle. She swims back to the other side of the tub to throw it away. Her bare ass slips out of the water as she leans out, and you lean back and sip the ice cold Bud Light, watching the water sliding off her tight, tan ass. At of the corner of your eye, you notice Alison, Candy’s...
Okay, I admit it. I am one of those guys who would like to see his wife with another man and to anyone else the reason I want to see it would probably make absolutely no sense. But what the hell, there are times it makes absolutely no sense to me either, but for twenty-two years I have wanted it, my wife knows I want it (but not why and I don't ever intend that she ever finds out) and for ten years now she has been saying "maybe some day." The story starts almost two years before I met...
Candy Finally, it was going to happen! For years, Candy had imagined planning an awesome pool party, but something always got in the way; family vacations,… Candy Finally, it was going to happen! For years, Candy had imagined planning an awesome pool party, but something always got in the way; family vacations, summer school, lack of friends, the weather; something. Now, however, everything seemed to be falling into place. Mr. and Mrs. Emerson had moved out near the desert in California...
Incest"Hi there young man, it has been so long since I have seen you. How are you doing after losing your parents so tragically? It must have been such an awful blow to you. I've been hoping you would stop by sometime so I could tell you how sorry I am. Your Mom and I were such great friends. She was like a daughter to me you know, and you dear man, are still my grandson." "Mrs. Henderson. It is good to see you too. I'm sorry I don't come to see you more often. I will stop next time I come...
I'm not talking that bullshit you read in porn mags where you just bring yourself as close to orgasm as you can then back off. I'm talking full-on ejaculations. There's something about my dick where it doesn't go all sensitive after I've cum. It stays hard. Rock hard. And so long as I keep on fucking or having it sucked or stroked or whatever, I can cum as many times as I want. You could say Candy's a cumslut. She loves it in her pussy, on her boobs, in her mouth, on...
I'm not talking that bullshit you read in porn mags where you just bring yourself as close to orgasm as you can then back off. I'm talking full-on ejaculations. There's something about my dick where it doesn't go all sensitive after I've cum. It stays hard. Rock hard. And so long as I keep on fucking or having it sucked or stroked or whatever, I can cum as many times as I want. You could say Candy's a cumslut. She loves it in her pussy, on her boobs, in her mouth, on...
I'm not talking that bullshit you read in porn mags where you just bring yourself as close to orgasm as you can then back off. I'm talking full-on ejaculations. There's something about my dick where it doesn't go all sensitive after I've cum. It stays hard. Rock hard. And so long as I keep on fucking or having it sucked or stroked or whatever, I can cum as many times as I want. You could say Candy's a cumslut. She loves it in her pussy, on her boobs, in her mouth, on...
Candy's Taste Test by dale10 ([email protected])***They were up in Candy's bedroom after school, while Candy's mom was at work. Jordon always liked it when Candy's mom was home, because he was a vain 18 year old jock stud who loved the way the horny divorced bitch stared at his bulging crotch.He would lean against the kitchen counter so his fucker pushed out, and he would watch the middle? aged cougar drool and wet her panties. But he had to be careful that Candy didn't get jealous....
I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this.When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of men who had secrets settlers didn't know, and of men Rocky Mountain cowboys would never suspect.A 2K Easterner, I differed from my ancestors...
Gay MaleCANDY FOR BREAKFASTI have quite a few favorite hobbies or habits, depending on who you ask. Next to sex, traveling is my favorite hobby. I live for vacations, holidays, weekends, and any other opportunity to get away. There’s just so much to see and experience, that I can’t resist the temptation to pick up and go.Quite by accident, I ended up taking a trip to Virginia four years ago. My boss’ niece needed help moving, and since I was the most trusted employee Mike Kelly had, he elected me to...
So I took a refreshing shower, put on some PJ bottoms, and padded downstairs to get something to eat. Before I even got to the kitchen, I could smell the bacon cooking. Candy was making breakfast? That’s another milestone, I thought to myself. “Smells good.” I said as I walked in to find her in front of the stove. She was wearing an old threadbare night shirt that was a couple of sizes too small for her. It barely covered her ass and on top hung from her tits like they were coat hooks. I...
Candy started crying as she threw her phone. Candy broke up with her fiance started going around the office. As the gossip spread, word got to the office manager. Beth came over and asked if she could help. Wiping her tears Candy asked, does everyone know. Taking her hand Beth said come with me. I'm alright, she said. Pulling her up Beth said, let's get out of here for a while. Grabbing her coat Beth lead her to the elevator. Going down Candy leaned on Beth and started crying again. What you...
It was a gorgeous summer afternoon in Ann Arbor Michigan. The temperature was well into the mid 80’s. Candy was laying out on her padded lounge chair rubbing the tanning lotion into her legs. She wore her new bikini. David helped her pick it out at Macy’s. He loved seeing her wear sexy revealing clothes and the tiny little bikini was no exception. Cindy’s husband David worked in one of the laboratories for a small research company at the University of Michigan. Married for five years and...
When you get to be my age, birthdays come and go. Except when you live with a very sexy, wild, and much younger woman. I have been fortunate to be quite well off, and probably that’s why my girlfriend, Candy, is even with me. That’s a story for another day. When one is rich, people flock to you. I love to spoil women and they like to spoil me. It’s a win-win situation. I met up with Candy when I was at a convention in Atlantic City. I was staying at the Golden Nugget. Candy was at a blackjack...
I’m way too old to be doing this, Candy thought as she finished putting on her costume. The thought sent a thrill of naughty excitement through her sexy young body. Candy was a high school senior, 18 years old, with long black hair, full red lips and a body that wouldn’t quit. She was also probably the oldest person that would be out trick or treating tonight, not that she was worried about getting her fair share of candy. In this costume, she could have all the candy if she wanted it. White...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Here I was, on a Super Constellation. Heading to NAS Atsugi, Japan. Me, a South Georgia farm boy that had never been away from home. I had completed Storekeeper’s School in San Diego, and my first duty station was an AF (refrigerator ship) out of San Francisco. My first duty was Mess Cooking. Army recruits would know this as KP, but the Navy was different. This was a full three-month duty, not completed on a daily basis. During this time, Mess Cooking, I had to see the integration of the...
I suppose it really started two years ago when I was working for a small community newspaper in Colorado. It was the holiday season and, as in a lot of places, when the holiday season arrived the offices take on a gay, festive air. Banners and posters appear, Christmas cards get pinned up on cork memo boards and desks suddenly sprout scented candles and candy dishes. It was a candy dish that did it, a candy dish and Dove dark chocolate individually wrapped squares. +++++ I love the ladies....
I suppose it really started two years ago when I was working for a small community newspaper in Colorado. It was the holiday season and, as in a lot of places, when the holiday season arrived the offices take on a gay, festive air. Banners and posters appear, Christmas cards get pinned up on cork memo boards and desks suddenly sprout scented candles and candy dishes. It was a candy dish that did it; a candy dish and Dove dark chocolate individually wrapped squares. I love the ladies. Can't...
I got my wife Candy to start reading sex stories. She was getting so hot and sloppy wet reading how women were getting fucked. I got my wife Candy to start reading sex stories. She would get so hot and sloppy wet from reading. Candy didn’t know that I had ordered some toys from an adult toy site. I planned a hot night of fucking for the weekend. My package of toys arrived on Friday. I waited until Saturday night to take our sex to a new level. Candy spent the afternoon reading stories and...
MarriedBeth's hands shook as she moved her hands upwards. Reaching the straps of Candys bra. As she unhooked it Candy raised her head and opened her mouth to say something. She was silenced by Beth's tongue pushing in. Her heart pounded as she slid the straps off her shoulders. Her head still swimming from the alcohol Candy stopped fighting Beth, and sucked on her tongue. Dragging her nails lightly down, Beth ground her pelvis against her friend.Candys eye widened as she felt Beth's thumbs slip under...
I had this really good friend named Dave who also had a friend named Rusty. Well, Rusty had this really knockout girlfriend named Candy. Dave is a real bullshitter and I didn't believe half of the wild stories he told, so I just ignored his comments about how wild Candy got when she got drunk. He told me how Rusty was the type of guy that only wanted it about once or twice a week and Candy wanted it once or twice an hour. Since she was a "good little girl" she couldn't really cheat on Rusty,...
EroticI guess the goth club was a BAD idea. I had never been to one, and lets face it goth girls are fucking hot. And to top it all off I an not goth. I fit in their like the sun in the middle of the night. But I went anyway,looking fora hot goth chick to hook up with. And I found one. Her name was Raven, and she was divine beauty. Long legs, waspish skinny waist. No tatoos, I hate tatoos. Dark black hair, she stood in thigh high black high heeledboots, a super tight corset which pushed her...
My name is Aaron, and you'd call me a "mind controller". I use the term loosely. I peer into minds and, with hard enough pushes, I manipulate them. You don't need to know my history: I've been this way for many years, that is all. Practice makes perfect and I'm still not as powerful as I believe I could be. My abilities allow me to read the thoughts and access the memories of others, and push suggestions through their conciousness in the form of the first person. For example, I push "I should...
Mind ControlHalloween Costume Party. It was a week before Halloween and I was being dragged to yet another excursion on the Army base with my wife. I always hated these things. Number 1, I wasn't in the army, I was in the Air force. Number 2, most of the people at these parties were people my wife knew from work, and NOT people I knew very well. And number three, well, I don't get drunk. So sitting around casually with a bunch of people while they all get sloshed, is not my idea of fun. Regardless, I was...