Cuckolded by Bedouins
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I recently received my doctorate in Ancient Middle East History, and my wife Lindsay and I moved to the Midwest United States for me to take a professorship at a university there. My name is Ed, and we were both thirty years old at the time of this story. I started mid-year, and would not have a class until after the Christmas break, so the university sponsored a ten day research vacation for us in Jordan before school reconvened.
My dissertation is on Arabic culture, and I knew that as a new professor I would need to continue publishing if I had any hope of gaining tenure one day. So I planned on writing a book about the history of the Bedouins. Lindsay has a master’s degree in English and would be helpful to me in editing the book, and she shares my fascination with the Arab culture. She also works at the university.
This special educational tour out of Amman would allow us total immersion in the Bedouin culture. We would leave Amman for two days of travel by camel to one of the few remaining, genuine Bedouin oasis encampments, and would live for six days in the tents as they did anciently. Our three Bedouin guides were said to be well trained in providing the atmosphere and folklore to make the trip as realistic as possible, and there would be one other Western couple from another university on the trip.
I am a decent looking guy at six feet tall and weighing one hundred and eighty-five pounds, and Lindsay is a very lovely and sexy woman. She is a five feet seven inches tall, one-hundred-and-twenty-pound natural blonde with sparkling, jade-green eyes. He breasts are magnificent D-cups and her ass is a perfect heart shape. We both knew enough about Arab culture to realize that she should dress modestly in the Middle East, but she has a mind of her own. We had been married for two years, and I usually encouraged her to dress revealingly because it turns me on knowing that other men were drooling over her. But the Middle East is a totally different situation and I didn’t want her to unduly excite our guides.
We were still newly-enough married that we had frequent sex and even tried to spice it up a little. Lindsay is a free spirit and she encourages us to use a lot of fantasy in the bedroom. We have both read ‘The Arabian Nights’ which has many sexual depictions from the Indian, Persian and Arab worlds, part of which describe cuckoldry. She likes us to imagine that an Arab man with a large, dark cock has fucked her and then I would eat his cum from her pussy. Of course it was only me fucking her and I was eating my own cum.
At first I didn’t share her excitement in those cuckold fantasies, but in time I came to somewhat enjoy the submissive feelings I got from those encounters, especially since I do have a small, five inch long and thin dick. That’s one reason that I wanted her to tone it down a little around those rugged, dominant tribesmen, so she wouldn’t be tempted to act out any of our fantasies. She had stopped taking her birth control pills and we were trying to start a family since we both had jobs.
We arrived at the Amman airport in the early morning after travelling overnight, and met the other couple, Pam and Dave, and our guides Hasan, Mahdi and Yusuf at the van. Pam and Dave looked to be in their fifties and are attractive looking, and I could tell that Pam is in good shape and has a great body for her age.
The guides are all brothers, and two of them look to be in their early-forties and one in his late-twenties. They are ruggedly handsome with light-brown skin and black hair, but it's hard to tell their exact ages since they are so weathered from their harsh life in the desert, and they are about five feet eight inches tall.
Our guides were wearing the traditional long, white cotton shirts which no doubt keeps them cool in the desert heat. The other couple and I were conservatively dressed wearing knee-length shorts and long sleeve shirts, but Lindsay was wearing shorter shorts which came to mid-thigh and a camisole top with no bra that showed off her big tits, with even her areoles and nipples showing through. Our guides weren’t very good at hiding their interest in Lindsay, but at least they had the decency not to say anything, at least not that we could hear.
It was just a short ride to the depot where we were given lessons on riding the camels before beginning our two day ride to the Bedouin camp. Of course, Lindsay got a lot of extra help from the guides, and they weren’t shy about touching her ass and legs as needed to help her up onto the camel.
After our lessons, we traveled all day in the burning sun, and made a temporary camp at sundown. Everyone was so tired that after a quick dinner of Bedouin fare, we all fell asleep in our tents. There were obviously no bathroom facilities at th temporary camp, so we made do in the dunes.
We continued the journey the next day and arrived at the main encampment a little before dark. The oasis provided welcome relief from the heat and dust of our journey, and we were able to bath in the cool water and went to bed early again. The several tents allotted to our tour are separated quite some distance from the rest of the tents, so we wouldn’t disturb the Bedouins daily lives.
The following day we rose early and had a wonderful breakfast before going on tours of various landmarks within easy walking distance of the oasis. Our guides are very knowledgeable about the artifacts we visited and the lore attached to them. I was busy taking notes for my research, and the day seemed to just fly by. But I noticed that the guides were still giving my wife the most attention, almost to the point that it was embarrassing.
That evening we had a traditional Bedouin dinner in the main tent, following which our guides gave us a strong alcoholic drink that is made at the oasis from date palms. That was the part of our experience I was looking forward to. The guides sat around the fire with us and told stories about their ancestors, just as the Bedouins had been doing for centuries. The floor of the tent is partially covered with soft pillows and divans of different sizes and shapes, where we were all sitting.
Hasan took the lead and told many stories about their culture and history, and he showed great mastery of the English language. I was again busy taking notes, but the beverage they gave us was soon having its effect. I was getting woozy and I could tell that Pam, Dave and Lindsay were also. The guides didn’t seem to be affected, probably since they were raised on the stuff. Then Hasan changed to a new topic.
He began, “Our Bedouin culture has been well-known for centuries for helping travelers on their journeys. We have provided escort and safe passage through our tribal territory to the next tribal area, and only asked a small fee. We also gave travelers refuge in our tents to let them rest on their journey for a few days. For centuries Europeans would accept our hospitality on their journeys, and some would show their appreciation in surprising ways. Now that you're feeling mellow from our strong drink, it's time to tell you more about those happenings.”
Hasan continued, “Since you are all somewhat knowledgeable about our culture, you know about the restrictions faithful Arabs have on having sex outside of marriage. But it was not uncommon that when Arab wives were not receptive or were menstruating, men would sometimes relieve themselves orally and anally into other men."
"That is not seen as a homosexual act in our culture, so long as there is no affection between the men. But, the man taking the seed of the other into his mouth or rectum is seen to be more submissive. This is an area where some of the European travelers were willing to show their appreciation. You must let me know if these discussions make you feel uncomfortable.”
Hasan had a devilish look on his face as he continued, “During those times in history various versions of the ‘The Arabian Nights’ volumes were popular in Europe. Those stories included many depictions of cuckolds and virile Arab men with big, dark cocks and plentiful, potent sperm. The stories stirred the fancy of some of the travelers, and they sometimes came to our tents with strong desires for the women and some of the men to receive the fruit of our loins."
"My ancestors were happy about that since it would allow them to find sexual relief with beautiful women, many of them blonde and with fair skin, and their cuckold husbands, without breaching their faith. It was not considered a sin to plant our seeds in women outside our culture so long as it was done in private. And Arab men do not like to waste their sperm in other men if a fertile woman is available.”
Even through the haze of my liquor-fogged mind I saw that Pam and Dave were fidgeting and getting uncomfortable with that topic of sexual folklore. But it seemed like Lindsay was enjoying it, and she turned and smiled at me when Hasan mentioned the blonde women cuckolding their husbands with Bedouins, no doubt thinking about her own fantasies inspired by those volumes.
Hasan was just getting ready to continue the discussion when Dave said, “We don’t mean to be spoil sports, but this topic is getting a little bit racy for us. And besides, it has been a long, hot day and Pam and I are very tired. We want to go to bed so we are able to get a well-rested, fresh start on tomorrow’s activities. So good night, all and thanks for a wonderful dinner and evening.”
Hasan and the other guides smiled as Pam and Dave left, and it looked to me as if they were happy that the older couple was leaving. In all my studies I had never heard of that type of sexual activity with European travelers, so I asked Hasan, “Is that cuckolding what actually happened or is it just folklore? It's hard to imagine those travelers would be so willing to whore themselves to those Arab men. And if it is true, how would your ancestors have broached the topic to get things started?”
Hasan said, “Those couplings probably would not have occurred unless the travelers already had some latent desire to do so. But a useful catalyst was the same type of strong drink that we have given you this evening. This recipe has been in our family for centuries. It reduces inhibitions and makes the couples receptive to our overt advances. Our ancestors would start talking about sexual matters in a light-hearted way to assess the reaction of the couples. Then if there was some interest shown, they would quickly change the tone to be very graphic and even rude. If they could see that the guests had a continued interest, then things would escalate quickly.”
I thought about what Hasan said for a few moments and decided that it would be important for my research to learn more about how the Bedouins would seduce the European couples. So, I said, “Okay, Hasan, you’ve peaked my interest. I would like you and your brothers to role play that cuckold scenario just the way your ancestors would have done it. I want to make this a big part of my research.”
Hasan smiled at his brothers and then turned his attention back to me saying, “You will be happy that you wanted to continue. Just answer my questions or make comments as you desire, but feel free to let me know if it is getting uncomfortable, and we can stop.”
He paused for a few seconds to gather his thoughts and then said, “Ed, you are a very lucky man to have such a lovely wife. Lindsay is not only beautiful with her flawless white skin, blonde hair and jade-green eyes, but her body is also voluptuous and womanly. You must have frequent sex with such a lovely woman.”
I responded through my fogginess, “Thank you, Hasan. Lindsay is a vision of loveliness to me, and I loved her from the moment we met. And yes, we do have sex almost every night, and I can never seem to get enough.”
Hasan then stepped it up a little saying, “I thought that you would want to be with Lindsay at every opportunity. You must be a well-endowed man to be able to keep such a woman satisfied. You must completely fill her womanhood.”
That was getting pretty specific then, but since my inhibitions were lowered I honestly answered saying, “I must admit that I am not huge, but I am always able to satisfy Lindsay with my mouth after I cum.”
Hasan smiled at my answer and said, “It is good that you satisfy her with your mouth and eat your own seed, but that is a nasty way to give her pleasure. Have you ever thought about how a big, dark Arab cock would stretch her vagina and give her constant orgasms? Many travelers in Bedouin lands have enjoyed the big cocks of our men and the big loads of semen that we produce. Are you certain that Lindsay would not like such an experience?”
I was getting the feeling that was going too far, but my guard was down from all the liquor they had given us, and I didn’t have to will to stop on my own. So, I made the mistake of deferring to Lindsay, giving up control of the situation, and admitting, “Well, Hasan, we have read many of the ‘Arabian Nights’ stories and are aware that some of the Arab men are well-endowed, but maybe you should ask Lindsay how she feels about having that experience.”
I saw that Hasan and the others were sensing victory and rubbing their cocks through their shirts, and I was impressed by the shapes and the thickness of the cocks I was seeing under those shirts as they gripped them.
Then Hasan directed his attention to Lindsay asking, “Lindsay, how did you like reading about those big Arab cocks and how well they fucked those beautiful women and filled them with all of that semen? Do you have a desire to try it for yourself?”
Lindsay seemed to be about as inebriated as I was, and I saw that lustful look in her face that she usually gets when I'm sucking her pussy after we fuck and she's close to orgasm. All the conversation was getting to her, and I saw that she had her hand between her legs and had been rubbing her pussy.
She finally had the presence of mind to answer Hasan saying, “I don’t know, Hasan. I have never seen such a big cock. Maybe you can show me yours if you have a big one.”
Hasan smiled and said, “We will all be happy to show you our big cocks, but first I would like to see your beautiful body with no clothes on. Please take off your top and show us your magnificent breasts.”
Lindsay smiled and without saying another word or standing up from the pillows she grabbed the bottom hem of her camisole top and pulled it off over her head. Her D-cup breasts looked amazing jiggling and swaying as they settled down to only a slight sag on her chest. They are white and have light brown areoles and thick nipples.
The guides’ eyes were glued to her chest as she took her breasts in her hands and asked, “Do you guys really like me tits? I think they're two of my best features, and I just love having them sucked.”
Hasan continued rubbing his crotch and said, “Those are truly lovely breasts, Lindsay, but we would also like to see your pussy. Please take off your shorts and underwear so we can see how pretty you are down there where you are fucked.”
Lindsay then stood up and balanced on the pillows as she unfastened her shorts, lowered them and her underwear, and kicked them off her feet. She was then standing there totally naked in front of those Bedouins and seemed to love having them stare at her. She sat back down on the soft pillows with her knees up and spread slightly.
Then she said, “I have shown you mine, Hasan, now I want to see yours.”
Then he said, “Your body is truly beautiful, and your fat pussy lips covered with that thin layer of blonde hair are very inviting to lustful Arab men. Your body is made for fucking and seeding your womb, and your wide hips will make you experience child birth easily. And now yes, I will gladly show you my cock.”
Hasan moved right in front of Lindsay, who was right next to me, and because of the height of the pillow she was on, his crotch was right in front of her face. Hasan then held his cock through the shirt and we clearly saw the shape of his big cock head, the thickness of the shaft, and would find out that it was still soft.
Then he started to lift his shirt saying, “Here goes, Lindsay, you will soon be seeing my cock. You will need to stroke it and suck it for me to get it hard so you can see its fullness.”
As he lifted the shirt his cock came into view, and it is magnificent. It was soft, dark brown, circumcised (as most Arab men are) and looked to be about eight inches long and as thick as Lindsay’s wrist. It is covered with thick veins, and the head is truly enormous. I was surprised as Lindsay reached out and took that massive cock in her hand, and it started to harden as she stroked it.
I was even more surprised when she pulled his big cock to her mouth and started sucking it. She almost never sucked my little dick, but there she was taking the gnarly, dark cock of a stranger into her mouth and sucking it. She continued sucking his cock and fondling his huge balls, which were hanging obscenely half way down his thighs, and it soon reached full ten inches of throbbing fuck meat.”
After his cock was hard, Hasan pulled it out of Lindsay’s mouth and said, “Lie back on the pillows and spread your legs for me, Lindsay. I am going to fuck your tight, white pussy with my big, brown Arab cock and fill your womb with my potent sperm. I don’t want to waste my first load of seed in your mouth.”
As Hasan was positioning Lindsay so her hips were elevated above her head, it finally dawned on me that Lindsay was no longer on birth control and she was at great risk of getting pregnant if he fucked her unprotected vagina. Hasan had been moving that big cock head up and down the soaking wet lips of her pussy and was just pushing it into her when I said, “Wait, Hasan, Lindsay is unprotected and could get pregnant. You must not cum in her pussy.”
By that time, he had already bottomed out in Lindsay’s vagina and had started to stroke her. Lindsay was writhing in ecstasy and she wrapped her long legs around his ass to hold him deeply within her pussy, and he was happily sucking her breasts as he stroked her.
He pulled away from her tit for a moment and looked over at me smiling and said, “I am going to give you what you really want but may not know it yet. You will get to see me fuck your beautiful wife with my big cock and give her great pleasure, and then fill her with my cum. I will pump my seed right into her womb and hope to make her pregnant for you. But you can suck her pussy clean of my remnants when I am done if you think that will help.”
I was just starting to protest further when Lindsay said, “Oh fuck, Ed, I want him to fuck me bare and give me his baby. His cock feels so good in me and I can feel the thick ridges of his veins and cock head. He is also pressing up against my cervix on every down stroke, and I have never felt anything so wonderful. Sorry, honey, but I just have to feel him flood me with his semen.”
The reality of what was happening was finally hitting me, but it was too late to stop him from fucking her. And as much as I was afraid for her to get pregnant from this stranger in a distant land, I was also turned on at what was happening. The contrast of her white body beneath his brown body, and the vision of that dark brown and thick cock ravishing her tight pussy were amazing.
I hadn’t realized until then that my little dick was hard and leaking precum just from the sights and realization of what was happening before me. That Arab with a huge cock was likely impregnating my wife, and I didn’t even want to stop it. Even I was anxious for the moment when he filled her with his big load of cum.
Lindsay was becoming very vocal and loud as Hasan continued to pound her sweet pussy and suck her tits. She seemed to be having almost constant orgasms and was moaning, “Oooohhhhh, aaahhhh, Hasan, fuck me harder with you big cock. It feels so good being filled up by your thick cock and feeling it press into the depths of me. Oh fuck, oh fuck….I’m cumming again on your big cock.”
Hasan quickened his strokes, and then he held himself fully in her as his big balls pulled up and the base of his cock started pulsing. Then he said, “Aarrgh, aahhhh, I am filling your vagina with my sperm, and I can feel it pumping right into your womb. You Western women are such good fucks and really enjoy big Arab cocks. My brothers will also enjoy fucking you.”
Lindsay held Hasan in place with her long legs for another ten minutes as he continued sucking her tits, and slowly moving his softening cock in her. Lindsay just loved the feeling of being filled with that cock and the force of his cum spraying into her cervix. But then Hasan looked up at his brother Mahdi who had already removed his shirt.
He said, “Come, Mahdi, take your turn between the thighs of this beautiful white woman. Her wet pussy hungers for more big, Arab cocks. You can fuck her while I give Ed the full cuckold experience of cleaning my cock of our fuck juices.”
I was shocked to hear Hasan talk about me sucking his cock, and I never done or even thought about doing anything so vile. But Lindsay looked over at me with the look of sexual contentment as Mahdi moved into place between her thighs. As he shoved his big cock into her she said, “Go ahead, Ed, suck Hasan’s cock clean to show him your appreciation for giving me such a good fucking. That thick cock felt wonderful in my vagina, and I think you'll like it in your mouth too.”
Hasan moved in front of me and pushed me back on the pillows. Then he straddled my chest and pushed his slimy cock to my lips, saying, “Come now, Ed, show your appreciation and suck my cock clean. Many Western men have sucked my cock after I fucked their wives, and they soon come to enjoy it and even suck me to hardness before I fuck their wives the next time.”
I felt like I was in a daze as I opened wide and felt the softening head of that dark cock pushing into my mouth. I tasted Lindsay’s pussy which I am very familiar with, but there was also the new taste of Hasan’s cum. It was salty and a little bitter, probably because of the spicy food and liquor that he had consumed, but I soon found that I was enjoying the feeling of his thick cock in my mouth, and the taste and nastiness of it all.
I continued sucking him as Mahdi continued fucking Lindsay, and soon Hasan rose up on his knees and moved forward, pressing his huge, wet scrotum into my mouth. I instinctively began sucking and licking the remnants of his cum and Lindsay’s juices from his balls. I was starting to enjoy servicing Hasan, but I have to admit being a little embarrassed that Lindsay was smiling as she watched me suck him.
Mahdi’s cock is about the same size as Hasan’s, and he was also giving Lindsay constant orgasms. Hasan finally moved off of my face just as Mahdi was pumping his load of seed into Lindsay, and she was writhing in pleasure and just as vocal as she had been with Hasan. I had hoped that all the noise Lindsay was making wouldn't attract attention outside of our tent, but at one point I was sure that I saw Pam and Dave peaking through a small opening in the tent flap.
After Mahdi moved from between Lindsay’s thighs, Hasan pulled me up and started to move me between her legs. Then he said, “You must clean her beautiful pussy of our two loads of semen to get her ready to fuck Yusuf. His cock is very big and he shoots much more semen that Mahdi and I do. He will fuck her even deeper than we have with his twelve-inch cock.”
Hasan pushed my face into Lindsay’s crotch and I was overwhelmed with the sight and smell of all of that Arab cum matting the hair, dripping from her pussy, and smeared on her thighs. Her labia were swollen from the pounding she had received from those two big cocks and I quickly covered her pussy lips with my mouth and began sucking. My face was covered with their juices, and I soon felt a heavy stream of their combined cum flow into my mouth. Their cum was plentiful compared to the little loads that I produce, and I really enjoyed the taste and texture of it.
Then Hasan said, “That is enough for now, Ed. You will have plenty more cum to eat after Yusuf has fucked her with his big cock. So lie back and clean Mahdi’s cock while Yusuf takes his turn between your wife’s legs.”
I lay back on the pillows, but before Mahdi got into position above me I saw Yusuf moving between Lindsay’s legs with his really huge cock. It did look to be twelve inches long and almost as thick as a beer can, and I was afraid that he would hurt her with that big hunk of meat.
But when Lindsay saw it she said, “Oh fuck, Yusuf, I didn’t know that cocks could grow that big. Please be gentle with me until I get used to your size. I won’t even be able to feel Ed’s cock in me after being fucked by that huge thing.”
Yusuf started pressing his big, dark cock head into Lindsay’s pussy, and then I saw the head and another four inches disappear between her labia. Then my view was blocked as Mahdi pushed his dripping, brown cock to my lips, and I started sucking. I could tell from the noise that she was making that Yusuf was burying that monster cock in her pussy with little problem, so I concentrated on sucking the cock in my mouth.
Yusuf lasted for a half hour pounding her with his big Arab cock. Finally he tensed up and pushed himself fully into my wife’s cunt and filled her with an even bigger load of cum. I didn’t know if it was a family trait or just an Arab thing, but I never knew men could produce such large cum loads. Who knows, but maybe it was the thrill of fucking an unprotected white woman that helped them to produce such large amounts of semen.
After Yusuf fucked Lindsay we all remained naked and lay back on the pillows and rested. Then we started all over again, and those three men fucked Lindsay three time each before the night was over. We were up so late that Hasan decided that we should have a day of rest in the encampment the next day.
Lindsay and I were finally able to get some sleep, and later in the day we were on a walk in the palm orchard when we ran into Pam and Dave. Dave spoke first and said, “Wow, you two surely took that folklore to heart. We saw much of what happened last night, and although we were reluctant to stay in the group when the conversation got so nasty, we were impressed by what we saw. We have never seen such aggressive men with such big cocks, and we really enjoyed watching you two fuck and suck them. We have to wonder if those men would let an older couple join in the fun.”
I had to laugh at the change in Pam and Dave, and then I said, “From what I know about those men, they would be happy to fuck almost any Western woman, and especially someone as attractive as Pam. I’m sure that we can get things going again tonight and every other night that we're here.”
The party got bigger that night, and Dave and I were cuckolded by those men for the rest of our time on the tour. We even skipped some of the day trips that had been planned, and it seemed like our wives were being fucked all of the time. Dave and I were also becoming experienced cuckolds, and were enjoying all of the cum we were eating almost as much as we enjoyed watching Lindsay and Pam being fucked by those thick cocks. We could hardly believe the stamina of those Bedouins, and they couldn’t seem to get enough of our wives white cunts.
As you might imagine, Lindsay did become pregnant on that trip, and she had to take a sabbatical from her job and live with her parents when she had the baby. We told our friends that we had adopted our baby boy, which has some of Lindsay’s features, but also obvious Arab traits.
I got plenty of material to write my book on the Bedouin culture, which has several chapters on the sexual experiences of the early Western travelers. Lindsay also used her skills to write a porn book on cuckolding, and it became a hit on the various porn sites.
The other thing was that our intense experiences in Jordan gave Lindsay an unquenchable thirst for big, brown Arab cocks, and she continues to cuckold me with Arab men that we meet in several cuckold chat rooms. We have learned that not all Arab cocks are as big as we encountered in Jordan, but there are enough that are big to keep us satisfied.
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Wednesday The next morning Amy insisted that Gloria do pottery with her, and then laughed when clay got all over both of them. Amy secretly made the rough likeness of an erect penis, and laughed as she showed the slick, wet thing to Gloria. "That's terrible!" squealed Gloria. "They're not terrible at all," said Amy, her voice low. "You should try it. It's fantastic." "Not on your life!" yipped Gloria. "You shouldn't be doing it either, you slut!" "I'm not a slut," said...
By : Amrita I’m a handsome Hindu Bengali young man, named Anirban Mukherjee, aged 27, working in a multi-national Company at Kolkata. I’m tall, dark and healthy and with high libido. I love married Sudeshna Bose who’s my younger by 4 years. She’s a ravishing beauty, very fair in complexion, horny and with a voluptuous body 34D 29 35 that makes any male’s mouth water. She’s also a Bengali girl who’s still a student of MBA (Marketing). I married Sudeshna last year just after her graduation or...
VAMPIRE QUEEN Personas dispensed like gin and tonic, Lemonade or iced tea, With and without mint juleps And strawberries in cream. We are denizens Of a new and dying world, Wet with the mucus Of the cosmic uterus From whence, endlessly, We are born and born again. It is not only celebrities Who wear a thousand faces And a thousand forms; We are chameleons, one and all, In our bright feathery scales, Iridescent with the next sale. We are food and beverage For one...
It was the day before Valentines Day and it was always the beginning of one of the funnest events of the year. Every year for two days we would have a fundraiser for the Student Council called singing valentines. Students and faculties would the week before purchase a song to have performed for someone. During the two days participants would interrupt classes in order to perform these songs. You could send them anonymously if you wanted to. This particular year one of the hottest girls in the...
Straight SexLike most people in their late teens and early twenties, I enjoyed going out to pubs and clubs. I would go out with my friends and my girlfriend, always in guy mode. I was still in the closet pretty much back then. I would dress up at home when I was alone, never venturing further than the back garden to have a sneaky cigarette in the cool evening air, but that was as far as I ever got. I would watch my girlfriend getting ready before we would go out and always feel a little touch of jealousy...
Hi Friends! Love to be back again after a long time. Thanks to all my fans who encouraged me to write all this by giving me ideas and inspirations. I am going to narrate an experience I had long back with a couple. Actually he was my friend and I used to go to him often and was sort of family friend. His name is Rajan and his wife is Uma. Rajan works in a private factory and has shift duties. Since I am working in officer cadre, I had normal working hours. I am telling this because everything...
“Wake up,” a gruff voice said, its rolling accent unfamiliar. Something hit Cooper in the shoulder, rousing him, and he slowly opened his eyes. He had a monster headache, and there was the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, his blurry vision gradually coming into focus as he blinked groggily. Where was he? He couldn’t remember what had happened. Most of his gear was gone, and his helmet had been removed. He was sat on a bench in a dingy troop bay, surrounded by tall, shadowy figures. The...
They were lying side by side sharing a bottle of wine when we got back and seemed completely unconcerned that they were naked. Tommy whistled at Frankie and she giggled shyly, "Your mum's great Tommy, really cool" "Well that's the name of the game" I laughed, "We're on holiday, we can chill out for a whole week" I noticed Tommy's eyes roaming over his mum's naked body as well as that of his girl friend, but Donna didn't seem in the least bit perturbed about it, in fact I...
PRELUDE The Crowley family, mother Allison, daughter Claire and gay son Blake were listening to their neighbor Doug Jones’ proposal for a get together with friends of his. Doug and Blake were drinking beer as the two women drank white wine. Allison was still in disbelief that things had gotten so far out of hand. She knew that the pool party Doug was proposing would turn into an orgy. ‘I have these two friends of mine and they have this cool house with a swimming pool. The pool is completely...
After the first time we went to bed, that day Athena slapped me, we continued to email each other. I've read some of these emails again, recently; it would be impossible to find any mention to our first meeting if I didn't know its exact date. "By the way, that story we discussed today was the best ever. Are there more chapters?" I wrote, after our second time. How could I write such a terrible phrase? Be so unoriginal, so crude? Yet she didn't seem to mind. "Maybe, but they haven't...
It happened totally by chance. I was on a business trip and after a long day in meetings I went in to the bar at the hotel to unwind. I ended up sitting at the bar and started to talk to this black man at the bar. He was a big man with a very nice disposition. I would have guessed him to be in his 50s. We struck up a conversation about my wife and ultimately ended up talking about our sex live. I told him about sharing my wife and my first bi experience. He asked me if I was gay, I told him I...
GaySarah pulled into the driveway and went into the house quickly. She was steaming mad and wanted to get on with it before she lost her nerve. Her father was sitting on the couch reading and was already in his pajamas. She gave a quick glance at her watch. God, it was after eleven o'clock! "Hi, darlin'! What brings you home at this hour?" Herb Bennett said. "Where's the old ... where's mom?" Sarah snorted. "Honey, you know she isn't home." "I didn't know." "She's gone to...
In past I celebrated Holi with my friends, and had a party in the evening. I loved playing the wild Holi, but I was a bit careful last year. The last year was different for me in more ways than one. Last year I left my teens and my home too. I was an only son of my parents but then my mother died and soon my father decided to remarry. There were exchange of hot words between my father and me on the issue of his remarrage and in the end the dirty old man asked me to leave his house. In anger I...
IncestSandy and Tom had become very intimate lovers while her husband was away for many months on military duty. He'd actually brought her out of a deep depression from the lack of intimate attention from her husband. Tom hadn't known it but he'd actually saved her life because Sandy had become very depressed and almost suicidal in her deep sadness. Eventually Sandy would end up having Tom's baby, a little girl, but before that happened, Sandy descended into a forbidden territory of sexual...
After the adventure where my cousin and I had been dressed as two bridesmaids, we both now found ourselves wanting to dress in girls' clothes again; but through my outburst our parents took measures to prevent this from taking place.However, we did get a chance to dress again some two months later.After the wedding, my cousin Peter returned home, and we could only keep in touch by writing to each other, which we did regularly, always referring to each other as Anna and Alice.I did manage to see...
Sab bhai aur unke behno ko mera sadar namaskar. Mera naam hai Tito(fake) (Age- 27 years,hight 6 feet 3inch, color weatish, with about 80kg and unmarried) Orissa ka rehne wala hoon. Mein aaj apni story aap sab se share kaar raha hoon jo ki 18 mahine pehle hua tha. Hamara ghar sambalpur mein hai lekin mein bhubneswar mein business karta hoon. Yahan mera ek 3bhk flat hai jaha mein akela rehta tha. Bade ghar mein akele rehna acha nahi lag ta tha isiliye meine 1 bd room chod ke baki ghar rent pe de...
I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry for the wait. *** How had I been so stupid. There had been so many countless indicators, her smaller size, her scared eyes, her different scent and taste, her shaved pubs, her tight pussy, hell even the orientation and feel of the room had been off. It was not Desma I had raped in...
I picked up the leather restraint. It did not look as sturdy as I first thought, nor was it very long. It was really a pair of leather handcuffs. I brought the restraint and the rest of the toys over to the bed. “Let’s try this,” I suggested, raising the restraint for Ellie to see. This was new territory for me, having never before used a restraint on a lady. My other concern was that there was nothing around to which I could tie or wrap the restraint. The head and foot boards were made of...
HardcoreAfter finishing the local catholic high school in Berlin she decided to continue her studies at a university in Köln to one day become a lawyer. She is not religious, although she follows certain “rules” that she finds important in life to show example to others. Cäcilia has been in a relationship for years. Eventually, it started back at high school and it’s still going on. Leo, her boyfriend, has been a typical good-looking, confident, tall guy. His strong chin, white complex, blonde hair...
July was walking along the canal towpath slowly making sure she was not being followed. At 12 years old July was one of the youngest members of a street gang her 19 year old brother was the leader and he had sent her with a bag of stuff for 17 year old Mark who was also a gang member who had been sent to prison for 10 years but had escaped and was hiding out on a barge on the canal. July stopped by the barge sat down but looking around to make sure there was nobody about, once she was sure it...
I didn't go over to the bar on Saturday. Sunday I went in and bought new tickets, one for the state lottery, and one for the powerball. Henry didn't work this early, so he still didn't know whether Jane was going to be with me or not. I headed out Monday morning. I was driving today as I didn't have as far to go, but I still wouldn't be home until Wednesday evening at dinner time. Jane had asked for the keys to the house, just saying she was going to stop by to dust. I never gave it...
Classroom rules for teachers and girls in grades K-10: Always be respectful of all males. When a male enters the classroom, greet them with, “Hello, Mr. (name)”. If an adolescent boy enters the classroom, greet them with, “Hello, (and their name).” Always smile, be approachable and give hugs when a male, no matter his age, does something for you or complements you on your appearance. Eyes forward, sit up straight in your chair, hands clasped together on the desk unless you are taking...
Team Six, led by Eliza Cohen, fought so hard to contain The Chimera Strand, which has evolved and adapted to a more subtle approach, hormonal changes in the brains of the hosts, memories left over from the previous strand flooded its primitive mind remembering his enemies, it remembered someone named ash to be responsible for its failure and decided to bring down its wrath upon her and her friends. Currently making its way to the brain of its first victim he had choices wait till its back in...
Chapter 1 Michael and Lorraine were a married couple that owned a furniture business with three locations. Lorraine had always been rather domineering, and Michael had grown tired of it. After eleven years of marriage, they finally divorced. They stayed partners in the business, Lorraine remaining at the Eastwick store most of the time, and Michael spending most of his time at their Bridgeton location and the rest at Eastwick. Neither Michael nor Lorraine spent much time at the third location....
VoyeurIt is the summer between your sophomore and junior year of college and you are spending it back home with the family, completely bored out of your mind. A lot of your friends got places close to their schools or went away on vacation. For the time being, you're only company is your family. Your father, Ron, is putting in long hours at work and you rarely see him. Your mother, Nicole, tries to keep herself busy around the house, but usually spends most of her days sipping away at a glass of...
IncestPlease vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * We all have a lost love. A kiss that lasted for forty years. A first time for everything, no woman had ever kissed him first before he kissed her. He wanted to kiss her but, having just met the woman not even an hour ago, he didn’t want to rush her or pressure her. He was afraid. Fearing that he’d ruin things before talking to her and getting to know her better, with most women wanting to take things slow, he was afraid to prematurely...
Fate was in my corner when my wife, Linda, and I relocated to a community on the east coast of Florida, in anticipation of and several years before my retirement. We found a neighborhood between US Route 1 and the intercoastal waterway, only about fifteen minutes or so south of New Smyrna Beach. There’s a long, u-shaped street between the highway and the river, with a community dock jutting out into the river. We’re fully retired now, and still enjoying the benefits of neighbors in our...
MatureMy strongest fantasy has always been to see my wife with another man. One day as we were lying in bed recovering from a rather strenuous bout of sexual activity she asked me if I had any sexual turn ons that she didn't know about and I told her that I did and then I told her what it was. She laughed and said, "As long as you realize that a fantasy is all that it will ever be." I had resigned myself to the fact that it would never happen when something happened that gave me just a touch of...
"Jill? How come Wanda didn't make it today?" "She's here someplace." "Oh, yeah. Now I remember. She was helping you guys bring out the food." "Come on." She took my hand and we got up from the table. We went in the house, checking the TV room and bathrooms first. No Wanda. Jill took the second floor while I went from room to room on the first. I felt pretty foolish looking in the closets, but what the heck. When I caught myself bending over to look under the bed in the guest...
Abdul Ali Hassan, AKA Robert Sinclair, AKA General Robert Branch, stabbed the End key angrily to terminate the call. The men sent to assassinate the Senator couldn't confirm that they had killed him. That was irritating, but it wasn't why he was so angry. He wanted the Senator dead for what he had done, but he was angry over more than that. The civilian, Caleb Connor, had been with the Senator. The snipers had shot Connor, and they couldn't tell him if they had killed the man. Robert was...
Heviya Adel felt another wave of Panic flood over her. It was an uncomfortable shiver racing up and down the petite body of the 24 year old operator. She eyed the red icon on her Monitor and the figures indicating the distance of the raider from the Penelope continued to fall. "Miss Fischer report" came the calm voice of Captain Pierre Lestrange. Nadine Fischer was the Penelopes Chief Engineer. An Earther, and like Heviya from the European Union, but unlike the young woman she was in her...
Monday, April 16, 2007 (Continued) I turned off the TV and returned the boat's electrical switches to their original positions, stole a raincoat and cap from the boat, detached myself from the hull and motored myself farther up the Potomac, crossing over to the north shore while I did so. I was looking for a bicycle to steal. I wasn't being very angelic, but no one's perfect. There are plenty of fancy private homes with their own jetties, lots of narrow inlets, etc., so ample choice...
My sister Priyanka caught me masturbating inside the bathroom with my stepmom’s panty wrapped around my cock. It was an embarrassing moment, and I did not know how to face my sister after that. The next day, I woke up, but I was so scared to face anyone. I was still on my bed and thinking about how to clear things out with my sister. Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door. It was my stepmom. As I opened the door, she gave me a slight smile and walked inside. She was there to give me morning...
IncestAna coming back home after a girl’s night outMy sweet Ana had gone that night out with a couple of girlfriends.The night out could be quiet and easy, because her friend Helena was not among them. So, I estimated my unfaithful wife could behave herself in a nice mood and she only would have some margarita shots with the girls.At two o`clock my cell phone started buzzing, as I was watching TV. It was Ana, asking if I was still awake. I said yes; I was waiting for her.Almost immediately a photo...
When they arrived at the park, Bobby immediately headed for the swings and the other kids. Tommy and Tina sat on a park bench and watched him. ‘He’s got so much energy,’ Tommy said, ‘I don’t know how you keep up with him.’ ‘I don’t, sometimes,’ Tina said. ‘It’s good he’s in pre-school. Usually he’s tired enough when he comes home from school that he takes a nap without much fuss. And he’s always been good about going to bed at night.’ ‘Mom says I never wanted to go to bed when I was a kid,’...
He waits for a dark night, rain and thunder, when he knows she'll be alone. Her husband is a good friend of his. Someone he trusts. Someone who trust him. He cares for the both of them. But he's found himself staring at her more and more often in the last months. And he knows what he's planning is wrong. But he doesn't care. If he ever truly did.He's away on business this weekend. He knows that. And she stayed home alone in that big, empty house, on the cliffs by the sea. He knocks, feeling the...
Jon Garden had disappeared. No one knew his whereabouts. His family had gone into hiding, having fallen out of favor with the political elite of a corrupt African government. They were being hunted by the authorities.The belated news came from half a world away, through an old email message in an account I had all but abandoned. The message was sent nearly three years before by his cousin to everyone on Jon's contact list, and had sat unopened in my inbox all that time. Had I not decided to...
InterracialThe Hitch Hiker was revised from a previous version published elsewhere. -------------------------------- Daniel was divorced and living alone. His stupid job had been the cause of his marital problems because he had to spend so much time on the road. If only he and his ex-wife Sally had kids, she would have had something to keep her occupied whenever he was away. But that was not to be, no matter how hard they tried, and Sally's apparent barrenness overburdened the shaky marriage. Perhaps, he...
FetishI’m pretty pissed I got fired from my job today. My mother and stepfather are not going to be too happy with me. The deal was they’d pay for college, if I worked during my summer break. They do not want me loafing around this summer. They think it would be better if I had a job. I really don’t even know what to do. I guess I could sleep with my stepfather so he won’t tell my mother. That’s always an option. I just don’t know if he’d be into that. He seems pretty straight and I know he loves my...
TabooSTILL SATURDAY NIGHT "Ungh ... ungh ... ungh..." the pretty brunette whimpered over and again while my cock drilled in and out of her clenching pussy. Over the course of the past few weeks, I had been wondering what this would be like. The reality did not disappoint. I gripped her hips tighter as I pumped her slender body from behind, and then put my hand to the small of her back, forcing her torso down until her chest was flat on the sofa cushion. Charlotte simply licked her lips and...
Hello ISS readers, this is Selena here. This is the continuation of the sixth part. And I really want to thank the ISS community for the overwhelming response to my first story. So let’s continue from where I left. So I reached my room with Ram and Rocky. Let me first describe the room. The room was a suite with 2 rooms attached to it. Both bedrooms had separate entrances. So all 4 had gone to the other room and had set up hidden cameras in the room (I came to know about it later), which I had...
Shaun was sitting in reception, flicking through a magazine, when he saw her coming through the doors. She was wearing a white summer dress with a full skirt and a halter neck. Her hair was loose and brushed back to fall down over her shoulders. He noticed, as he stood to meet her, that she had applied some makeup to her face. “Good afternoon Sharon,” he said as he met her. “Hello Shaun, I haven’t kept you waiting too long I hope.” “Not at all and seeing you out of uniform makes the wait...
Kind of Magical Realist Fairy Tale Copyright 2000, Melissa Virus This one's only my second try, so please, continue to try and be gentle. Know that there is an explanation. ***************************************************************************** Alissa was kind of young; I was eighteen and she was sixteen. You know, not young enough that it was sick or anything, but . . . just this side of the line separating good and bad taste. In retrospect, our relationship was...
Vanakam sunni matrum pundaigale, indru kathaiyil en chithiyai oothu oru kuzhanthai koduthen, antha kama kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam. En peyar Ajith, vayathu 24 aagugirathu, naan en chithi veetirku adikadi sendru varuven avargaluku kuzhanthai illai. Kuzhanthai ilathathaal chithapa adikadi chithiyai adithu konde irupaar, naan aruthalaaga chithi udan irupen. Chithi arugil thaan paduthu uranguven, naan eppozhuthu ellam chithi veetil irupeno appozhuthu...
SISSY'S NEW LIFE Part 1 SISSY'S NEW LIFE Part 1 My name is Laura. I married my husband James when we both very young. We had a relatively normal marriage for the first year or so. We role played occasionally, James being the submissive and me, of course being dominant. We were both naturals at those positions. I loved being waited on, tying him to our bed and teasing him, and he loved groveling at my feet and being controlled by me. It wasn't...