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Candice Parker - Part 1 Chapter 1 - Inheritance "Excuse me?" asked Candice Aileen Parker, in complete shock. "Oh, there's no mistake, Miss Parker. You heard what you thought you just heard," smiled Mr. Adams, the attorney who was acting as executor for the estate. "Mr. Simmons bequeathed his entire estate to you alone, with no conditions attached. Just prior to his death, he decided to liquidate most of his holdings, in order to simplify matters; so aside from the mansion in...
When we got to town, I gave her a brief tour. We'd only be there one night. We could see it in detail when we came back after graduation. We'd have the rest of our lives to memorize every brick. The rest of our lives. I was really getting used to thinking that. Gwen would be beside me for the rest of our lives. Reedville would be our home for the rest of our lives. Our car would be blue for the rest of our lives. I was probably taking it a bit far but it was hard not to. She was wearing...
Candice Parker - Part 2 Chapter 5 - More Meetings Candice continued helping out with the housework, as she and her staff settled into a routine. While Mrs. Belfridge remained uncomfortable with her Mistress working as a maid, she accepted the fact that there was nothing she could do about it. Besides, she had to admit to herself that Miss Parker, while a bit clumsy, was a very thorough and energetic worker. With a little more experience and polish, Mrs. Belfridge thought, Miss...
Candice Parker - Part 4 Chapter 11 - Veronica in Wonderland The following morning, Candice awoke to the beeping of her alarm clock, which she hadn't set. Startled, she immediately sat straight up. She instantly and clearly recalled every word that was said, every secret that was shared, every weakness that was exposed. "The wine hit me pretty hard, but the tea must've kept my memory clear," she opined. She had been undressed by Ms. Rockwell, who saw her drunk and naked. Candice...
Candice Parker - Part 3 Chapter 8 - Game Recognizes Game Three weeks later, Candice was sweeping one of the mansion's many ceramic tile floors, preparing it for a thorough mopping, when she heard Mrs. Belfridge's voice coming from the doorway. "Miss Parker, Ms. Rockwell wants to see you in her office right away. She said that it's something urgent." "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Belfridge." Candice thought it odd that Ms. Rockwell would send someone rather than come herself, but she put...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Panda is as pretty, petite, sexy, submissive as tasty and tight, this red-hot real redhead teenPanda is as stubborn as well, so she solicits of Professor Peter Poet procedures for enslavingPanda is still a virgin and almost inexperienced yet with men, mutual arousal or sexy excitementPanda is still playing the innocent girl, knowing well that her lovely looks are a turn-on to menPanda is offered a choice for her initiation: soft sweet and seductive or be brutally bangedPanda is obnoxious as she...
I had known Stacy for a while and she had been a great friend to me, we had messed around a bit and she had let me lick to an orgasm and then wank in front of her but we had never had full penetration.Stacy had asked if I wanted to go to a club dancing and having a few drinks, I said yes and hoped I could take her back home and fuck the shit out of her. When I arrived Stacy was ready, she looked stunning in a tight black dress and the highest heels I have ever seen, as she walked passed I...
Introduction: this story takes place in a gents public toilet Public toilet blowjobs This is the second story I have written about my wife stacy.she is 21 years old a natural blonde with shoulder lenth hair. A size 12 figure and is 5ft 7 in height. Stacy is a total nympho{hence the story headine}and will suck any cock she can get her lovely hands on she has blown roughly 500 different men of all ages,shapes,sizes and colours.as well as about 10 dogs and 2 horses.she doesnt have sex with...
It was after the miscarriage that things started to go amiss. It was a hugely emotional time for Gwen and I felt so sorry for her. After that, things changed, subtly but quite drastically. We'd had a good, if limited, social life. Like most couples, one person's friends tended to dominate. I had gradually lost touch with most of my friends and relatives and Gwen's friends had become mine, too. Being a theatre sister at the local private hospital, most of Gwen's friends were in the...
Man, it's cold outside. Temp feels like zero, and Christmas is still three days away. Maria and I have been snuggling in front of the fireplace for more than a month now. It seems that most of our love making sessions lately, start there. For my nineteenth birthday Maria arranged for a weekend away at a neighboring city hotel. It was probably the best present I could be given. If we weren't in bed having sex, we were either at the restaurant or in the public pool. Maria, myself, and sex, seems...
TabooGwen opened her door and greeted Beth with a sensuous kiss. The four of them were going out to Topeka for the night, and Shane had recommended that the ladies get ready together. Their k**s were home with instructions on getting in bed on time and so forth. This night was going to be all about adult fun.The ladies did not know specifics for the plan, only that they were to dress sexy. They had fun getting ready but would have liked having more time together to play first. Even after so...
It was now several months since Gwen Mitchell's husband Tom has passed away and the fifty-eight-year-old Gwen was now having a couple of drinks in the pub with her longtime friend Mavis Tompkins. They had had a couple of drinks when Gwen said, "Do you know what I miss most with Tom gone?""Getting shagged?" asked Mavis."No, I do miss that but mostly I miss getting spanked," announced Gwen."I never knew Tom spanked you, Gwen," said Mavis who was very surprised at that admission."Often, but I...
SpankingI met Gwen on my first day at work. She was the receptionist and the person who issued me my temporary ID badge and told me where to report in. To say that I was taken by the raven haired beauty with the deep blue eyes would be a massive understatement. Going gaa gaa over her would be closer to the truth. I did notice that there were no rings on her finger. As I walked away from her desk I'd already made up my mind that I was going to try and get something going with her. Easier said than...
They have to stop to take some break.evrything was fine until "Dr. Animo escaped. Calling for backup to stop him.” the message was broadcasted on the radio of Grandpa Max's RV. It took not even a second for Ben to ask Grandpa Max to catch Dr. Animo. Grandpa Max switched to the turbo mode .The RV went half way when it broke down. “You can transform to XLR8 Ben and catch-up Dr. Animo”, said the grandpa. With a pass of a second Ben transformed into XLR8. As he was about to leave...
Although when she first said it Gwen Mitchell did not really mean that perhaps Alan Mills would spank and fuck her and Mavis Tompkins on the same occasion the more that she and Mavis thought about it the better the idea seemed.With Mavis's husband Mike due to be away all the following week for work Mavis was going to contact Alan to visit her for her semi-regular spanking and sex session and now that Alan had given Gwen her first, very memorable, session Gwen was keen for a second meeting.The...
ThreesomesIt had been almost 2 years, and at my age I was worried. Previously this site for affairs had produced 3 year long periods of fun. All 3 had chosen after a year to end it, two going back to their husbands, the other finding a single man to marry. Now I get a message from an Asian woman of 42 years, who lives within 15 minutes’ distance. The message was private to me and included 3 pictures. She was beautiful, with long hair to the middle of her back and what seemed to be much more than the...
Gwen and I met in college. The meeting was not an auspicious one and anyone seeing it would never in a million years have suspected that one day we would be man and wife. It was in the college bookstore at the beginning of the spring term. The last item on my list was the Managerial Economics text. There was only one copy left on the shelf and as I was reaching for it some one else saw that it was the last copy and they lunged forward and tried to beat me to it. The person bumped into me and...
My name is Govind and I want to share a true story from about 6 years ago (circa 2013).While studying in undergrad, I became friends with Gwen. We both were taking an art history class for our lib ed requirements. She had come into the lecture hall once reeking of weed. As a fellow connoisseur of herbal remedies, we started smoking soon together after that. We talked a lot about music and since our tastes were so different, I got to learn about many new artists. A couple times, she had talked...
One-by-one each student graduated, soon to be replaced by a new one as wide-eyed and innocent as Gwen had been when she arrived. Our heroine lost track of the number of times she watched boys spurting -- either into the air or into someone else. The only way to count the number of pussies she'd lapped and the number of times she'd been mounted was to read her diary, which Mrs. Gracely required each student to keep while being trained. The diary would be shared with the student's family...
A social whirl enveloped Gwen after her coming out party. Several times a week she was invited to visit one neighbor or another. She sometimes accompanied her parents, and other times she and her brother went together. Still other times she went alone. Always, though, she returned home with her slit well lubricated and her sexual fires quieted for a few hours. Gwen and Thad were popular socially, for between them they could satisfy the most lascivious and rampant desires of men or women....
Gwen Anderson had lived in the same house now for over 60 years. She'd been there 25 years by herself, after her husband Chris had passed away after a massive heart attack. There were no children, as Gwen was unable to get pregnant and neither one of them wanted to adopt any children. They figured is Gwen was unable to get pregnant then they were meant to be childless. They had a good life, getting married just after Gwen turned 19. Chris was already 20 and they'd been dating, with their...
She gave a sigh of relief as she drove away. The k**s were all at camp, and she had a whole week all to herself! No one to cook for, no one to drive anywhere, no one else’s schedule to deal with. Nothing except what she wanted to do. As she drove the two hours home, she thought about what she would do that week. sleep – definitely. Eat junk food – also definitely. Maybe go see a movie. Go to a bookstore without k**s and spend all day browsing. As she drove up to her house she stopped...
1. I was an athletic girl and loved running sports and gymnastics during P.E. at school. The sweat and hard breathing made me feel alive. I was always up for a game of tag-your-it, we actually called it “tagyourit.” I loved being chased around. I loved wearing flowing dresses in the summer. I hated pants so much that I would only wear them if it was cold. At that time, I also hated panties too. I would get into trouble when my mom found out I had no panties on. Once she had my daddy spank my...
1.I was an athletic girl and loved running sports and gymnastics during P.E. at school. The sweat and hard breathing made me feel alive. I was always up for a game of tag-your-it, we actually called it “tagyourit.” I loved being chased around. I loved wearing flowing dresses in the summer. I hated pants so much that I would only wear them if it was cold. At that time, I also hated panties too. I would get into trouble when my mom found out I had no panties on. Once she had my daddy...
Gwen and Marcie Thaxter had been best friends for as long as the girls could remember. They were nearly the same age — Marcie was five months older — and they lived just a few miles apart on the same lane. For years, they'd explored each other's bodies in childish ways. Pushing, probing, tickling and once even kissing each other's developing breasts. But they'd been too shy to go any further. It was a Tuesday, and Gwen was visiting Marcie for the first time since returning from Gracely...
QUICK BACKGROUND Gwen and I, my name is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became best friends. Gwen was the most beautiful girl at school and had been elected to our high school homecoming royalty in our freshman, sophomore, and junior years. In the middle of our junior year Sarah Elizabeth moved to our city. Her father had just become CEO of the biggest company in our city. She and her family moved into one of the most expensive houses available in town. Sarah Elizabeth who we...
Her education at Gracely House unleashed desires that Gwen had never known. Shortly after returning home to Markham Hall, she felt alone and increasingly horny. She tried to satisfy herself with her fingers in bed or in the woods, but that was only a temporary solution. Her desire for the hard thrusting of a man between her legs was growing. Thus it was with surging hormones and above-average curiosity that she knocked at her mother's bedroom door. "Come to my room at 10 o'clock," Mrs....
Gwendolyn Markham gazed from her bedroom window as the servant guided the limousine to the front door of the mansion. Gwen knew the carriage was for her, but she lingered. Apprehension, eagerness and fear flowed through her body as a deep shiver. The 16-year-old girl knew she was about to experience new delights. For years her mother had spoken mysteriously of Gwen's "initiation." It would be her rite of passage into womanhood. Afterwards, she would be looked upon seriously by men who...
So Gwen and I were were back up hiking in the Hills..A beautiful gay it was, After a couple of hours climbing I said to Gwen, " lets have a break and something to eat. She said that sounds great, " I need a rest "Then she said " let's go down this way, off the path " So we head down the hill a bit, then come across some large rocks, " Perfect says Gwen " Next thing she is taking her clothes off.. And starts to strip me naked. Then she gets on her knees and takes my cock in that beautiful slut...
I went home and, just to kill time, mowed the lawn, walked the dogs, and other various chores. Next thing I knew, it was almost time for Ingrid to get home. I showered, and when she arrived we talked about our days (I was a little less forthcoming than usual) and about our plans for the evening. Around 5:00, Gwen called to say she was close and did we want her to come there or meet her at the restaurant. I suggested we meet her at Joe's, her father-in-law, so we could unload her car and...
That’s what I was doing at Thomas’ the night I met Parker. The band was one of those unknown indie bands that I just couldn’t miss and since no one else had any interest, I went alone. I had no intention of meeting anybody, hell, I think I’d only picked up two girls in bars in all of my thirty five years and truth be told both of those picked me up. And so it was with Parker on that night. The bar was crowded…and loud and I was enjoying the band and the bodies. Working on...
100% fiction! I was eighteen, in my first year at college, my sister, Gwen was nineteen, in her second year. We were from the Midwest but Gwen went to a west coast school and mine was on the east coast, we both took summer courses, so I hadn’t seen her in almost two years. Last summer Mother’s parents organized a big family reunion for their anniversary and begged us to come home. Relatives came from all over the country, more than our house could hold, so me and Gwen shared a room at a local...
IncestIt was seemingly because of that friendship that Sue rang up Parker within the hour of him announcing his new line of work, insisting she be his very first client. It was abrupt, and she didn't seem to want to take anything but an emphatic 'yes' as his answer. She explained she had the clothes in mind for the shoot, he just needed to give her the direction when she explained it to him--but not over the phone. Parker was ecstatic, word had reached far enough to catch Sue's ear about how he...
"So you want a couples' shoot?" he asked as he set everything up, working on arranging his apartment's little photography corner. He was seeing a lot of business lately, but Mrs Walkers was only the second taker on his 'specialty' line of work, not that he minded. "Any idea where you want to take that, and do you have your own poses in mind?" "We did talk about the plan earlier. I want to be a willing, total slut for Kevin, and have the photos tell the story of me submitting to him"...
Not only did the girls agree to it, but while Parker set up some space in their apartment for shooting, Ashley and Sarah went out to pick up some extra special lingerie for the occasion, promising it was going to be amazing. He prepared himself as best he could, setting up lighting and taking a few test shots to make sure he had everything right where he wanted it, already planning out scenes and shots in his mind but knowing his devious friends were both likely to have their own ideas and...
On the second shift of the second full day Gwendoline and Harriet were working together, the guard with the spanking fetish turned up on duty. Gwen was quite pleased to see him, as Harry had told her all about him! Although she had never sought for this kind of experience since her marathon session with Mrs Travers (a lady Gwen had met several times since, but on a purely social basis!) she still had a slight hankering - an involuntary spanking from this fellow held no terrors for her - quite...
The teacher and her class entered the sitting room where Gwen watched Mrs. Gracely milk Kevin that afternoon. Butlers served brandy. A divan was in the center, more brightly lit than the sofas and chairs around the perimeter. "You haven't come yet, Amanda," Mrs. Gracely said to the last of the girls. "Are you ready to receive the staff?" "Oh, yes, Mrs. Gracely," the girl said eagerly and with a trace of lust in her voice. "Then assume your position. Offer yourself, and we'll see...
The next few days at Gracely House were a blur for Gwen. The tempo of each day was the same. Morning and afternoon were for private time, which often meant one-on-one tutoring from Mrs. Gracely, and evening was for group lessons. After lunch each day, Mrs. Gracely instructed the students about subjects such as safe sex, avoiding diseases and pregnancy. Her curriculum was intended to prepare the teens completely. Gwen's cocksucking skills improved, and soon she could skillfully milk a male...
Jay had no idea how the night would turn out when he walked into the bar that evening, and once he saw the interior, he wanted to leave. In his mind, gay bars were always elegant and hip, clean and cool. This place was just an ordinary run-of-the-mill dive bar. An old man in a leather vest (with no shirt) and a black cap glanced at him when he walked in. A large woman sat at the far end. She looked like a permanent part of the place, like the pool table or the jukebox. A small pride flag was...
Seeing his stepmother descending into full-on slut mode with her daughter was all it took for Alex to decide the time was right. Pushing Izzy back and off of his now slick shaft, he stood up and moved around behind Gwen, spanking her ass slightly as he lifted her hips up a bit and put his knees between hers, parting her thighs, and opening her sex to him. Gwen was already sopping wet, he could see her sex glistening and her excitement making her baby smooth pussy shine in the dining room...
Panda is as petite as pretty at barely five feet with her lovely long red hair and green eyesPanda is as fresh as feminine, at barely eighteen she is a slender sweet nice naughty newbie Panda is still a virgin and almost inexperienced yet with men and mutual arousal, sexy excitementPanda is still playing the innocent girl, knowing well that her lovely looks are a turn-on to men Panda is since a few weeks old enough to have an account at sites for adults, which is how we meetPanda is starting to...
Now we’re in High School. Parker was 17, I was 16. Parker and I are in the 11th grade and we have a few classes together. English and Chemistry. I did good in both and always considered myself a good student. Parker was too but he always had trouble in chemistry. He wasn’t doing well. He had failed a lot of tests and he’d get very frustrated with himself. I’ve had several boyfriends and Parker has been through his girlfriends but we’ve never been romantically involved with each other. I...
Claire couldn't type another word. Sure, she had unlocked the office door at 6:30 a.m. to take advantage of the quiet and had decided to stay late to finish a client project. She could attribute her wayward mind to the fact that it was now dinnertime. The search engine optimization firm was doing well thanks in part to her efforts, and the CEO of the parent company had noticed her dedication. She had been hired on as a freelance writer and at age forty-two had finally taken a major step in her...
LesbianI lay in bed, head buzzing with the events from earlier, while my wife of 20 years slept beside me. She had sat beside me on the couch earlier while I was Skyping with my sister, but due to her obsession with baseball she’d had no idea that I was looking at my sister’s boobs and making plans for when we could have sex. Actually, Gwen is my half-sister, and I’d only known her for two months. She’d known about me for a few years, but had only recently gotten the nerve to introduce herself to...
As we scrambled to get dressed Jill gave me a worried look. The doorbell rang again and my phone was still ringing. Checking to see who it was I saw that it was cousin Ashley. Disregarding the phone I dressed as fast as possible as Jill had finished before me. She came up to me and gave me a kiss while also squeezing my bulge. “Jim wait here and I’ll deal with Stacy. If you want, wait here for ten minutes and then walk over to my house and I can let you know where things stand. It’ll...
It was two years after Deirdre and Maureen's fallout. James Parker, Ph.D., Professor of Genetics at Humboldt State University, was groaning while going over the papers his junior class students had returned. The topic was an exciting one, or so he had thought. "Pick a Nobel Price Winner and describe her/his impact on modern Biology!" Half the class had – predictably – picked Kary Mullis and the Polymerase Chain Reaction. Of those, not even twenty percent had a true understanding of...
Neil ran into Stacy at the end of the following week and she told him that the effects of her last treatment were finally starting to decline. That meant that the one-hour treatment he had given her lasted for approximately 8 days. Neil wrote this down in his notebook and smiled when he wrote the words "Her Treatment" the images of her bouncing up and down on his dick oblivious to what she was doing, flashed through his mind. "Well time to go home and have a beer." Neil said to the...
Warning: This story contains sexual material and transgender themes. If you're not 18 or over, or are offended by such material then don't read it! This story can be posted on Fictionmania or any other free sites however, I do ask that you notify me first before doing so. This story is based on the story called, "I, my sister" and was written by Diana Christy (07/97). I would like to thank Diana for allowing me to use parts of her story in mine. I would also like to thank Arcee...
Our aunt Stacy was about thirty-five, single, and generally not much to look at. She stood five foot three, with a slender build but with a little bit of flab around her midsection. She had straight stringy brown hair that came about half way down her D-cup breasts. We’d not had much exposure to our aunt, and why she even agreed to take us in was beyond me; but there we were standing at the door of her tiny, run-down house. I knocked and moments later the door jerked open and we were...
She left at 5:30, and was to be gone from 6:00 to noon. As nonchalantly as possible, I told her to let me know if she got off earlier so Gwen and I could be home to meet her. "What are you going to do this morning?" she asked. "Well, I thought we'd go for breakfast, if Gwen feels well enough, then if anything else needs to be done at Joe's I guess we'll do that. Otherwise, we'll just hang out and spend some time together." And fuck each other's brains out, I hope, I added...
Let me tell you about Gwen... I married her mom when she was 12. She was a sweet little blond girl, a little chubby with baby fat, just starting to develop boobs. She also had a beautiful smile. Her mom had been divorced from her dad since she was 2, and her dad was emotionally distant, and basically he did not know how to deal with little girls. He was a real redneck cowboy and just didn't get it, that she was sweet and sensitive.. There was an older brother in the picture, but he was...
Part 4 By the end of the following week, Caroline had completed her education plan for Gabriella. She had spoken with a number of her teachers and established weaknesses and had also read all the reports handed to her by Mr. Wilson. To ensure that he would be happy, Caroline requested several meetings with him to discuss what she planned to do. Over the course of these meetings it was apparent to Caroline that she was deeply infatuated with Robert Wilson. He was strong, successful, athletic and...
SpankingWarning: This story contains sexual material and transgender themes. If you're not 18 or over, or are offended by such material then don't read it! This story can be posted on Fictionmania or any other free sites however, I do ask that you notify me first before doing so. This story is based on the story called, "I, my sister" and was written by Diana Christy (07/97). I would like to thank Diana for allowing me to use parts of her story in mine. I would also like to thank...
Ingrid usually slept a little longer than I do, so I have a few minutes to talk with Gwen without interruption. We mostly chit-chatted, but at one point Gwen typed that she couldn’t believe she’d “done that” last night, it wasn’t like her, and she hoped I didn’t think less of her. I assured her I was absolutely fine with what had happened, and not to worry. I was getting a sinking feeling that she was having a change of heart, and that nothing would happen after all. Ingrid woke up, and as...
For the next few days Gwen and I only had a couple of opportunities for mischief, mostly just a few minutes of cuddling, kissing and touching. When her mother was up and around in the house, we behaved as we should have, normal dad/daughter type exchanges. I did catch her one time, on a Saturday morning, downstairs in the basement, leaning over the washing machine, her hair still wet from the shower. I put my hands on her hips and ran both hands up under her t-shirt to play with her boobs,...
Yankee Swap, Chapter 5: The Whirlwind of Stacy "Well, Kim, how are you fixed for a dress for tonight? This is a fancy affair, so you need a great dress!" Stacy had adhered the wig to Ken's scalp and was leading him back to the main section of the store. "Let me see, probably a fourteen regular. Maybe a twelve." She pushed three hangars into his hands and led him off towards the center of the store. "In you go - I want to see you in all three of these, even if you think they...
‘Welcome to Ambrose Industries, Mr. Carpenter’ said the Human Resources Manager, Al, standing and extending his hand to the newest employee of the company, Jerry Carpenter. Standing as well, Jerry shook Al’s hand, ‘Thanks. I’m glad to be here. And I’m not just saying that. I really am.’ Putting his hands on his hips, Al replied, ‘I know. You came well recommended and you have the skills that we are looking for. You said that you were hungry for challenges. I think that you’ll find them...