How to Avoid being Blown
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Have you ever been blown by a geek? I have; and it was great! I first met Sarah, my blonde geek goddess, when I was bringing my computer in for repair at the big electronics chain outlet where I bought it. The store is so large it has its very own, on-site computer service department, which is called the ‘Geek Centre’, right in the middle of the store. I walked up to the desk, which was a huge, U-shaped desk behind which there were about 6 young guys and three young girls, all seemingly in...
Group SexHello ISS readers …. I would like to introduce myself as harry. I live in Chennai. I am very much interested in sex since college days. I would always love to have relationship. I am ardent follower of ISS. I am reading ISS for many years. I would like to thank all the writers for sharing your experiences with others. And also the content managers of ISS for selecting and publishing good stories. This incident happened six years ago… The heroine of the story is fathima (name changed for...
Hi. This story is about me and my cousin (Sonia) name changed. She is my maternal cousin and 5 years elder to me. We both used to study in Chandigarh. While I was doing my engineering, she was pursuing home science course. We both used to stay in our respective hostels and meet often since we were very close since our childhood. I used to find her hot since school days, but never thought of telling this to her since I was scared because we were cousins and she might tell my family. Once we had...
IncestHelping Hands II: Blown Away It had been several days since my physiotherapist, Julia, had last visited me to see how my recovering after my accident. I had never expected to be taken care of in such a way as she did with me, which in the end was pretty much hands on. After discovering that I began to have an erection around her, she offered to help jerk me off, since I was unable to do so myself due to my injuries. As I heard the doorbell ring and my parents answering it and the muffled sound...
Jack was glad to have a little time to himself after the events of the day. His wife had just gone to be bed and Lisa was doing homework in her bedroom. Jack put his feet up and closed his eyes. Never in his life had he ever been so sexually satisfied. Despite feeling guilty about fucking another woman it was what he needed. If his wife had taken care of his needs none of the would have ever happened. It was then that his phone announced a text message. He looked and saw that it was from...
BLOWN AWAY THOUGHTSChris was both mesmerized and totally immersed as he watched the indescribable display before him. It wasn’t the first time it happened, although each time he found himself in this situation it was equally exciting and he always knew it was not going to be the last time it would happen. The experience was one he didn’t have the ability to put into words and even if he could, he vowed never to tell anyone about it. This was a most special secret between him and his mother. ...
I knock on the door of the cell that i share with my new Daddy. I feel so excited because i've been all prettied up in other cells, by inmates, and i really look like a sex machine! Daddy will like me a lot better now! But i'm also scared because i have blown another cock, and he will probably not like that...Also, i have learned that i will want to suck other cocks too, even while i am with Daddy...I just hope he will approve...I knock i and i hear a "come in Candy". I thread in on my high...
Helping Hands II: Blown AwayIt had been several days since my physiotherapist, Julia, had last visited me to see how my recovering after my accident. I had never expected to be taken care of in such a way as she did with me, which in the end was pretty much hands on. After discovering that I began to have an erection around her, she offered to help jerk me off, since I was unable to do so myself due to my injuries.As I heard the doorbell ring and my parents answering it and the muffled sound of...
Oral SexHi All, This is other story from me with my 2nd encounter with madhuri. I describe my 1st meeting with madhuti in my1st story Mysore gal met Bangalore met do read and give comment on So after 1st meeting we continue to chat and call in night and some time during days time We used to chat on all the topic and discuss our 1st meeting and what all the thing we enjoyed most. I told i loved fucking her tits and most amazing experience was when she gave me blowjob. So she replied i know how to...
Hi all ISS readers, this is my second story. This story is about how I fucked my mami (Aunt) and also received a blow job from my cousin. My name is Rishi, aged 25, from Delhi. I always have been lucky with women. Had a no. of girl friends and also a couple of stints with married ladies, one of them being my mami. My Mami lives in Agra, along with my Mama and their 2 daughters. She is of 42 years old. This incident happened 2 months ago. Since I am working now, don’t get much time to visit...
IncestChapter One: Blown by His Mom and Sisters A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! The Figure puts the last touches on its next creation. Its next way to have fun. A belt. Brown leather. A silver buckle with the words “Suck” on it. A simple concept. The Figure is thrilled by this. It knows just where to place it. Slipping through the mist into a mortal world, it slips into a department store. No one “notices” the...
Chapter Two: Blown by the Married MILF A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! My mom, older sister, and little sister all ducked their heads down and licked my cock. All three of them were mad to suck my dick, willing to do anything for that privilege. I had fucked them all just now. Popped my eighteen-year-old sister Lisa's cherry, then pumped away at Mom's snatch and flooded her cunt, and then just pounded my...
Chapter Three: Blown by the Sultry Twins A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Mrs. Daniels worked her mouth up and down my cock. The MILF from across the street was collecting her payment for letting me fuck her married pussy bent over her kitchen counter yesterday. A morning dose of my cum. She didn't care she was kneeling on the porch and that I stood in the doorway. The entire neighborhood could see...
Chapter Four: Blown by His Friend's Mom A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Rosalita happily fell to her knees before me. The girl voted by the guys in my first class of the day as giving the best head now had the delight of sucking my dick fresh from Mrs. Jun's asshole. The Hispanic girl licked her lips, her brown eyes staring up at me. I grinned as she opened her mouth wide and slid her lips over the tip of...
Chapter Six: Blown by the Fertile MILF A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Things changed at school rather quickly. With my older sister's help, I started dividing the girls up into different categories. Some became whores. Literal prostitutes. These were the hottest girls that I would sell to the boys who attended my college. The twins, Rosalita, Janet the lesbian, and others were sold to the boys for $50 for a...
After having my mind blown and the manner in which I learned of my wife’s cheating, the sex that followed was electric. We didn’t get an opportunity to speak until later that evening, which created a strange atmosphere in the house. When we did get to speak privately later on, we both agreed that we still felt close to each other, Stacey said that she felt we needed to clear the air. I stopped her and said that no matter what she said, I still loved her and our family. She held my hands and...
Thursday May-10 2007 Thursday started with a surprise snap test in maths. Chris had faced the test with dread; maths tests were his worst fear. But the real surprise about this test was that he actually knew how to solve the problems, knew that he wasn't just guessing. It came from taking notes for Shahia on the Monday. The first subject he'd had to do this for was maths, and he'd bent all his energies on getting a good set of notes for her; her words ringing in his head: 'if I stop...
Helo mera nam rishi hai or mai 19 saal ka healthy ladka hu maine iss par bht stories padi h or isliye mai bhi apni zindagi ka ek real experience apke sath share karna chahta hu ….Kuki ye meri pheli story h to please sorry for mistakes Mere family mai 6 members hai mai, mom dad,mera bhai or meri bua…..Mere dad government servant hai or mom school teacher hai or mai bba kar rha hu…Kch saal pehle meri bua ki shadi hui thi par vo shadi zyada nh chali or meri bua ka last year divorce hogya to ab vo...
Introduction: Second installment of one day in my crazy early twenties. liberties have been taken with names and details. You wanted to see me, Mr. Shaver? Pete asked, somehow managing to pull his gaze from my nakedness while the young Travis groped me. His eyes quickly shot back when I gasped slightly, a shiver going down straight from my breasts to my crotch as Travis rubbed his splayed palms in a circular motion over my tightened nipples. I watched him lick his lips, obviously becoming...
His eyes quickly shot back when I gasped slightly, a shiver going down straight from my breasts to my crotch as Travis rubbed his splayed palms in a circular motion over my tightened nipples. I watched him lick his lips, obviously becoming aroused at my exposure and humiliation. “I hear you’ve been harassing my administrative assistant in the elevator.” Mr. Shaver’s stern voice contrasted greatly with his casual pose behind his desk. I watched the confusion and worry pass over...
Hi everyone of indian sex stories dot net , this is Rahul verma writing my real time experience which happened about a month ago. I am 22 years old guy living in Chandigarh with 7-inch long tool which can satisfy any female of any age. You can contact me at my email id My services include role play, domination, good at giving a massage, rough and wild sex etc… This story is of my female customer Tanya living in Chandigarh with stats of 34d-32-36, a body to die for.She was 28 years old with a...
By: Wolf Man ReX It was early summer in Mysore, Deepak and his Aunt where at the airport ready to board their plane to Shimla. Deepak had problems with flying; the very thought of flying made him nervous enough to faint. His mother had warned his aunt about his phobia, Deepak had this problem ever since he was a child. Now even as a young man of nineteen he was still afraid to fly. Deepak’s aunt on the other hand was used to flying. He hesitantly got on board of the plane; the flight attendant...
IncestNote : This story is completely fictional! It was early summer in Mysore, Deepak and his Aunt were at the airport ready to board their plane to shimla. Deepak was extremely frightened to flying his mother had warned his aunt about his phobia, Deepak had this problem ever since he was a child. Now even as a young man of 19 he was still afraid to fly. Deepak’s aunt on the other hand was used to flying. He hesitantly got on board of the plane; the flight attendant showed them where their seats...
IncestI shook my head, bringing myself back to reality and threatening the pins that held my thick auburn hair in a tasteful coil at the back of my head. Just then Pete Townsend entered the car, somehow squeezing his tall lean body through two layers of men to push up against my right side. I hate Pete Townsend. But I didn’t bother pulling away as he brushed his hand against the back of my thighs, just below the hem of my skirt. It never did any good. “What floor?” A tall young man asked,...
Introduction: My first foray into erotic non-fiction. Although its been three years so I took some liberty on detail and dialogue. Go easy on me, guys The elevator stopped at the ground floor, and I shuffled in ahead of the crowd, taking a spot in the corner and fidgeting with the hem of my too-short skirt. It was warmer in the elevator than the hall, but as was so often the case, the brush of the silk blouse over my otherwise bare breasts kept my nipples rigid. It was all men who filed in...
Thanks to the Hip & Knee doctor for editing assistance. 1793 strawberry = a rare variety of a large cent. Condition Census = a roster of the finest known examples of a specific variety of coin. Penny Whimsy = reference book written by Dr. William H. Sheldon I was sitting still, as if I was paralyzed, as my wife of twenty-five years, explained to me why she was handing me divorce papers. I was only hearing about half of what she was saying. "Gary, are you listening to me? You look like...
Jian Mei was born in a town near a military fortress of the Great Zi Dynasty, ruler of the Purple Province located in the Nine Provinces Continent. Her family wasn't too rich yet also not too poor, allowing for Mei a fairly decent childhood when considering a commoner status, but unluckily for her such good times didn't last forever. Being located at the border between the Purple, Blue and Azure provinces, Mei's home town was considered to be in a somewhat dangerous position yet for years it...
I don't know when or why I started loving those wonderful unshaven female armpits. But I definitely know when I became aware of this passion of mine. I'll tell you about it.I had just turned 21 and had broken up with my girlfriend. As it turned out we both felt we were not quite finished with eachother and started dating again after a couple of months. She had always shaved her armpits before. But now it was another story. It was early summer and somehow I saw a glimpse of an unshaven armpit...
Du warst schon immer ein Loser wie aus dem Bilderbuch. Du hast es im Leben zu nichts gebracht. 35 Jahre lang hast du nichts gerissen und es soll, laut deiner Mutter, auch schon wahrlich früh so manchem klar gewesen sein: aus diesem Jungen würde nichts werden. Zumindest Mutti war es klar und sie machte seit Kindheitstagen keinen Hell daraus. Andere Ansprechpartner hattest du nicht, keine Geschwister keinen Vater, ihn hatte ein Besoffener Lastwagen Fahrer von der Elenden Existenz als dem Alkohol...
Hello everyone ! I m a great follower of ISS from 6-7 years and following most of its sex story daily. They are so entertaining that lust of sex in me is increasing day by day. It’s my first sex story so please forgive mistakes if any. I m from Chandigarh, age 23 yrs and its a sex story about my ex-GF who got married this year but the love between us will never end. We had a great sex life earlier more than 100-200 times in last 4 years. It’s a story, which was our best session in life – let’s...
Hey everyone my name is Rahul. I am from Gurgaon.please give me feedback at This incident happened with me in the beggining of 2017. While i am typing each and every moment of that incident is scrolling infront of my eyes. I started my year with a short vacation to shimla with my friends but i didn’t knew that it will turn out in this way. So coming directly to the story(in hindi) Jaisa ki aap sabne suna hoga himachal m heavy snowfall hua h to hum log vha fas gye . Hum hotel k jis room m...
When some guys recall the story of the first blowjob they ever received, it usually takes place with a girlfriend in a car and being really inexperienced. A few of my closest friends have told their stories, and it contains a lot of confusion and uncomfortableness from both people involved. I had the pleasure of being with a girl that had her share of experience. I was sixteen and just starting to develop what I thought was a high sex drive. I went to a high school that was pretty laid back,...
She stepped out of the shadows and Bumfelt almost shit himself. "Detective," she said, her face briefly visible in the light from the cigarette that she drew on. "Jesus, lady!" exclaimed the Detective, regaining his composure, fumbling for the keys to his car. "You want to get a drink?" she said, stepping into the weak light of a failing street light. "You look like a man who's had a hard day at the office and someone who could use a drink." Bumfelt looked her up and down. She looked good....
So, I was a loudmouth clown growing up. I was funny (still am I think), and humor was usually my way into making new friendships. I was a smart k** and involved in a shit ton of activities at school. I was somewhat popular, I think, but the one thing I had difficulty with was overcoming my self esteem issues. I was a fat k**, and always felt less than desirable to women during my teen years and didn’t really pursue girlfriends or anything. I was 20 years old when I lost my virginity. And it was...
When some guys recall the story of the first blowjob they ever received, it usually takes place with a girlfriend in a car and being really inexperienced. A few of my closest friends have told their stories, and it contains a lot of confusion and uncomfortableness from both people involved. I had the pleasure of being with a girl that had her share of experience. I was sixteen and just starting to develop what I thought was a high sex drive. I went to a high school that was pretty laid back,...
Oral SexThe next morning I was relieved to find that my tight little asshole felt almost normal again. Jon’s dad had filled it and stretched it out the night before. Strangely and unexpectedly however, I found that I almost missed the full feeling his big cock had given me. I almost missed the feeling of him taking me. As I layed there in bed, my teenage hormones began to take over again. My cock stiffened at the sexual thoughts.I was horny and I knew of one for sure way to statisfy my lust. When I...
I’d been nervous since I agreed to this. I’d posted an ad on a local hookup site seeking a man older than myself, aged between 35 and 45 with little to no body hair who would like to suck my cock. That was it – he sucks me and I leave.2016 was a dry year - I hadn’t gotten any action the whole of year and had pretty much given up on women completely. It’s not that I don’t find some attractive, it’s just that there’s a whole lot of bullshit that I don’t want to deal with that often comes around....
I just rounded the corner toward the bathroom, having just woken up and wanting to take a shower. The door was slightly ajar, and the light was on. Through the narrow crack, I could see my sister, Shelby, two years older than I, completely nude.Now, if this had happened at any other time, I would have been polite and left, but I still had my morning wood, and I was horny as hell. Plus, I had always been dying to catch a glimpse of my sister's fat tits, anyway.I watched as Shelby reached around...
As I sat cuddling with Stretch on their broken-down sofa, I couldn't help reflect that my life was great. My body felt great. University was great. Sex with Stretch was great. And all that other kinky sex shit was over the top, fucking fantastic!I was almost lost in my thoughts when Bear walked into the room carrying an invitation card."Jay," Bear said, "Where do you get your hair cut?""I usually go to a small place downtown, but it is often difficult to get an appointment. Why do you ask?""One...
TransOver the last 15 years we have grown together, both in spirit as soul mates and sexually. At 42 I’m older and have certainly had more experience. She is trusting and open minded, most new things she has tried with me, she has enjoyed and gone on to develop. Sex indoors, sex outdoors, making love, fucking like animals, some rough play, dressing up, we’ve come a long way together. But recently things had gone off the boil, the UK covid lockdown didn’t help, Stacey, me and the kids were cooped up...
In the prime there, there in the ‘60s, Jerry Lewis was beautiful; trim, hair all blacked, bathed with the Pomade and flawlessly slicked back, the tuxedo a yearly constant. He was a sight on those weekends as we waited for school starting on the following Tuesday. The final respite from the nerves of having to change from grade school to junior high and then to high school. The summer vacation was over. Life would once again, without mercy, insist. One was able to get lost in the Tiffany roll...
Savannah, GA August 1985 "Young man, now is not the time for games!" Mrs. Peterson picked up the instrument of power that was her phone and dialed a few numbers. "Could you come out please and deal with an unruly student, he's disrupting registration. Thank you," she said into the phone. "Coach Nevill will deal with you! Now move away! Next please." Tony, Cheri, and Tina moved out from in front of the counter. Anita was sitting in a nearby chair. Marj and Rebecca chuckled softly and...
The summers had little furnace work but while we ran the Fixit Shop we were busy doing lawn mowers, welding, stuff like that. Now it was cold, last days of Autumn. The no heat calls were the bulk of our work. Long hours seven days a week were the norm. The money was good and it was the time to make hay, so to speak. The one thing I loathed was getting no heat calls when I finally was on my way home in the evening. Tired and hungry I wanted to see my family, my wife. Worse yet was when I was...
Time passed. I kept getting twinges thinking about introducing my wife to the Candy Lady. Males can be quite dumb when entranced with sexual desire (pretty much most species) when they feel the light is green, even caution yellow, flashing danger, bovine poised encountering unusual beauty, sexy, titillating readily available. A male could conjure up thinking a life mate might possibly consider joining the foray sparked by the same delusion driving him and his penis around with a brain fart...
The Jordan home was a beautiful huge and dramatic house built in the early 1920’s. The gardens surrounding were magnificent and she was the most beautiful classy person with a heart of gold. She loved to knit and collect art among other things. She was a member of the knitting club. Their home was at the opposite end of the block, opposite side of the street from my candy lady buddy. The acreage of their property estate spread down to the lake all with a magnificent view of the mountains to...
As the season wore on both my partner and I serviced our way through summer tune ups. Most of them were legitimate billable furnace work. There were the occasional tune ups requiring perhaps an entire afternoon’s work of pleasure for one or more of the knitting club members. Personally I liked making adjustments to Mrs. Jordan’s heating system and she liked me working with hers alone. We spent time in her spa and I told her my old Army story about a fellow soldier who reminisced often about...
As I reflect it appeared my chance for bolting from the scene, running away naked, evaporated with the strange familiarity developing. “uhm...” This person, a nun, was too young appearing to be from my past. That is, I assumed her to be talking about recognizing me from the years I spent in the parochial way up to grade twelve. After that I was off to graphic arts training transitioning to Hawaii and a biology major, drafted in the Army, so on, all a mix now of just plain old confusion, fear...
Please, let’s have a little more wine,” said Mrs. Jordan. After all that, amazing, there was perhaps an air of resolve about what just happened, maybe as if finally the truth was known and welcomed. I didn’t get that really at all. But my two companions seemed quite happy and relaxed with it, especially Sister Jane. I thought about how post orgasm release of tension was a welcome thing but I didn’t get that sense either, really. I was expected to remember something about what she’d just...
My gift for staying out of trouble having sex with customers while married was working up to this point. Suddenly things were changing far beyond my control. I felt I may have lost all my friends in an instant of tearing away from reality, or maybe to it? Was I being too creative like my childhood. Was I going to get it from clergy figure like Father MacFeely? Sister Jane came over and took my arm to lift me and she seemed inordinately strong. I was thus standing, being brought into the...
This was all nuts. My ego let me get caught up this weird religious stuff only because I thought I was going to get laid - and I was. I did. I was also being laden with some kind of strange worship thing but the cost was too high. I had some principles. I pulled out of my goddess friend’s vagina and stood up to look at the crazy congregation as I fired off one last ejaculation adding some English to it and the front row ducked. I didn’t want to be something of worship, like an icon, a god or...
I was ready to fall in love with her, remembering or not. She was something! Stimulus: I looked at Sylvia and Maria thinking about my lovers and all the fun we’d been having. I didn’t know I was special in any sexual way, the special woman pleasuring way, the furnace man my candy lady relationship gave rise to. I was just a shy person doing the dirty job no different from what I’d grown up as. But memories surged, and they were compelling yet kind of creepy. /s/21507/1964-the-dairy-of I...
As we laid around on Sylvia’s bed, she, Maria and I, I told them more stories about the dairy. “It’s quite a long story yet only lasted about three months before the sisters transitioned. But what a time that was.” I told them about arriving and being left all alone to hike up the highway to a bunk house full of mentally challenged men. “I was scared so bad. I left my clothes on including my shoes all night long. And then they got up at 3:00 in the morning to go out and ‘call in the cows’....
The sister nymphs, goddess deities, were not part of faith-religious community of spirits whatsoever but were charged with observing humanity in its entirety, every aspect. And because the faithful were being called on, a demanded change up to deductive reasoning, the sisters were returning from their realm for a visit to the time bound worlds as the embodiment of human females although strange in their own way. They were so sexy. The future of Earth’s Humanity was hanging in the balance and...
It was time for some major recollecting. Here I was standing around all naked and part of an assemblage of characters quite unique. We were partying with the S.acred H.eart I.nterpretive T.ask force attached to the nunnery, the Swill Sisters, Sylvia and Maria, six of the goddess nymphs from my dairy days who were spirits of other realms and Father McGillicuty. Soon Sylvia’s husband would be arriving home from work and who knows who, what else, probably a couple of his girl friends from work....
Waking the next morning in my own bed at home I jumped up realizing I wasn’t dreaming all that took place the day before. I was naked livestock starting a new day, a new job, not just a furnace man. I stood up and felt rather strange, reminisces of the old dairy days. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and truly I was the image of myself at 18 years old although appearing a bit older. I was bald with the ID tattoo on my head. I had that hot burn brand reddish emblazoned on my...
Carol was a bit apprehensive while descending the stairs in the nude. But turns out there was nobody there. “I wonder where Sylvia is?” I guess because I was forced to be naked maybe for good I didn’t consider the fears of others having to run around in the buff. “No worries. It’s just the two of us apparently. I love this.” I knew Sylvia was around somewhere but since the place was uninhabited, other than just us, I sat at the edge of the spa on one of those swivel seats with a backrest and...
Turns out Realms are made and Realms are destroyed in the mix of Nature’s role. It’s a non stopping process in seeking balance yet never quite achieving it. And perhaps that’s why faith is such a popular crutch. It isn’t easy for the human ego to accept being physically snuffed, poof! And in fact most don’t get granted the exclamation point when it happens. If you can’t stop the bubble machine, you know, I mean if you are truly afraid of dying there are always the icons paid your worship in...
Now boosted, ego established, I was salved to recover from shy by not being the only one naked in the crowd. The amazing sisters were moving through among party goers simply glowing their way around. Many a horny male, now reduced to drooling foolishness, cast wary glances at them, goddesses to be worshipped rather than fucked. I thought worshipping them was quite appropriate at the moment. And then six sisters descended on me as I hoped for the best yet knowing of their gremlin...