Double Trouble Mom And Aunt Ellen
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"I have a challenge for you, Diana," Mike said one night after a particularly great session of lovemaking. "What is that? You want me to get you hard again?" I answered slyly. He laughed. "No, no... there is this guy at work who was telling me about his wife. I guess she's kind of a slut, but she wants to take it to another level." "Oh yeah?" I asked, intrigued. "Yeah, he says she loves to fuck him all the time, but she wants to be treated like a slut by other people. Just for a...
When I was in high school, I was part of a circle of friends. We didn't really have anything that defined us -- we weren't band geeks, although some of us played in the band; we weren't jocks, although some of us played on the sports teams; we weren't really 'brains' or 'nerds', although most of us got good grades; we weren't the popular k**s, or the k**s who slept around. All we really had in common was that we liked each other, and enjoyed each other's company.When it came time to go to...
Monday morning, Renee was gone by the time the rest of the house got moving. That night she was home, looking tired and aching from posing all day long, including major costume changes every hour. At the dinner table, Renee said, "I have been asked whether I know any handsome men who might be interested in being in some of my photographs that will be taken on Thursday and Friday. I need three men, preferably muscular, and they must be willing to pose in crazy ways around me, or with me....
Three Cheers For Ellen (Revision) By Ellen The Cheerleader Uniform, I can not think of an outfit more appealing to a cross-dresser than the set of these clothes. In Junior High School, High School, and College I admired and wished many times how I could get my hands on the ensemble. Luckily I did have my luck at scoring a complete uniform. My fantasies however never turned out as good as the one that I share with all of you. Thanks for all the kind reviews just on the...
Ellen’s Saturday Saturday morning came up and I began to clean and prepare the apt. for Ellen’s visit and dinner. I planned the food, even changed bed linen just in case Ellen and I decided to sleep together tonight . . . . I prepared my clothing. I had one of those dresses that had a size smaller than my real size. It had a combination of cotton and spandex that made it cling to my body. I was dressing up for a passionate conquest. Yes, I was in love and did not care that it was with a...
LesbianIntroduction. My name is Greg. After graduating high school I moved to the mid-west for several years where I held a number of less than great jobs and partied like crazy. Eventually, I moved back east, got a better job, and started attending night-school at a local university. Eventually, I had taken enough courses and earned grades good enough to get me into the full time program. Soon after I started school full time, I broke off with my girlfriend of 3 years, and...
Author’s note: One of my earlier pieces, and still a favorite. * The Tender Spot had been closed forty minutes. Everyone else had left. The lights were out, but thin, weak rays of light eked through the blinds on the front windows from the streetlight outside. Paul glanced at the piano, fingered a few notes, before joining his hands together on his lap, thinking…. Then he said, ‘Who said anything about that?’ ‘I did,’ Ellen replied quietly, as if someone else in the room could overhear...
I casually walked into the living room, naked and hard. I told Dan and Mrs. Wilson that my mother said it was all right to spend the night. Dan looked at me funny and I said, "I told her I was spending the night at a friend's house." Ellen walked into the living room then. She was wearing a robe. "Did you say you can spend the night Peter?" she asked breathlessly. I moved to her, kissed her on the lips and said,"Yes Ellen...ALL night." I looked at her parents, then back at her and said,...
Ellen finally graduated from college after being in college for longer then she wanted to, which was just over six years. She had gotten a job that promised her big bonus checks as long as she could sell her clients on the terrific “package” the company sold to its customers. She’d done that too. She made a sale. It was a big one at that. She was so delighted that she’d gotten it she’d forgotten about how big her bonus would be that when it arrived she was dumbfounded. However, she knew exactly...
IncestMrs. Wilson told me all this the next day before I went to their house. She came outside elevenish, looked up at my window and signaled I needed to come down NOW.We talked a bit then went into our kitchen. She sat at the table and told me what had just gone down with Ellen. I tried to be patient."Dan and I were talking about this when Ellen stepped into the room quietly. We didn't notice her for a few seconds, then Dan said, "Hello Baby." Ellen's face was red and she was breathing hard. ...
a few doors down the hall, Clark and Ellen Griswold were just finishing up some packing. Clark was messing around with their new camcorder and Ellen was finishing up a shower. Ellen stepped out of the shower and Clark walked into the bathroom filming her. "Oh Clark come on, get out of here" she said as she put one hand over the camera lens and one over her face. She was wearing a towel that covered her nice body. Ellen had a great body for her age. She had nice athletic legs and full B cup...
Hi, I am George, husband and father to a wife and one daughter. I am in my mid sixties and my wife Gloria is seventy three. I had always liked older ladies and when I met Gloria I knew she was the woman for me. I was raised in Boston Mass, two brothers and a sister. Pops when in a state of being drunk fell onto the tracks of the subway and got fried when he made contact with the deadly third rail. I was around eight-teen and Ma having not been satisfied for five years decided to make a man...
Our New Daughter Evan I mean Ellen Chapter 1 My first attempt at writing please be aware that this story is complete fiction and did not happen in real life. It heavily focuses on teasing and humiliation so if that's not your thing feel free to skip this story. Thanks. Revised version after receiving some positive feedback from the readers - Thanks Guys I'll start out by giving you a bit of background on my life and who I am. My name is Evan; I am a 12 year old boy living just...
The Tender Spot had been closed forty minutes. Everyone else had left. The lights were out, but thin, weak rays of light eked through the front windows blinds from the streetlight outside. Paul glanced at the piano, fingered a few notes, before joining his hands together on his lap. Thinking. "Who said anything about that?' "I did," Ellen said quietly as if someone else in the room could overhear their conversation. "I'm talking about me," he said, revealing his nervousness to...
The photographer and set that Renee was to use for Playboy were in Chicago, right near the Playboy mansion. Renee and Ellen were there three days, and most of that time from nine in the morning to six or seven at night, Renee told us she was either naked or wearing some frilly piece of lingerie that wasn’t too different from being naked. Ellen told us she thought the photographer had taken around three to five thousand photographs! Matt thought that might be reasonable given the use of...
At a certain point, though, I started to react differently when for example I saw a topless woman on television. In the past I would have thought that was dirty, probably because of my Catholic upbringing. Now, on the other hand, I began to find such a sight very interesting. Also, I noticed that when I looked at a naked woman, my penis started to grow. Obviously, it didn’t take me long to discover masturbation and that immediately became my favourite hobby. Late at night, when my parents...
Mrs Wilson and her family returned home from their vacation. I watched from my window for Mrs. Wilson to come out for some sun. When she finally did, she looked up at the window for me and smiled to see me looking down at her. She waved discreetly to me and I waved back. I went down the stairs and out into the back yard. She stood up and moved to the fence. Seeing my first lover always made me hard. "It's nice to see you are happy to see me again Peter. Do you have anything for me?" I...
Colleen was halfway across the park when I caught up with her. It was a dark night and if it hadn't been for her catching her toe on something I would not have found her. "Shit!" I heard her holler, giving her position away. I laughed because I was finding it tough going without shoes too. She heard my laugh and started to run, but she was no match for my speed. I caught up with her as she was crawling between the fence rails. She grunted when I grabbed her at the waist. We had a tug of...
Ellen’s Saturday Saturday morning came up and I began to clean and prepare the apt. for Ellen’s visit and dinner. I planned the food, even changed bed linen just in case Ellen and I decided to sleep together tonight . . . . I prepared my clothing. I had one of those dresses that had a size smaller than my real size. It had a combination of cotton and spandex that made it cling to my body. I was dressing up for a passionate conquest. Yes, I was in love and did not care that it was with a...
Cuddled up in the bed, naked, and wrapped in Bob’s arms, Renee turned and kissed him. She said in a hushed tone, “That was the most outrageous thing I’ve ever done sexually.” “Did you like it?” “I loved it. I really meant what I said about doing it over and over. I lost count of my orgasms. I hope I gave as good as I got.” Bob snorted, “Zoey thinks you’re her new role model. You did very well by her.” “I liked her. I liked kissing her.” “Have you always been bisexual?” “Just since...
The clang of steel interrupted the afternoon post prandial stupors of all palace personnel. It was the Sultana training her children in sword fighting. Everyone stayed clear of the practice arena except designated personnel. The only designated personnel were the ancient Zaran, a sword master who had been teaching the royal family for two generations now, and a young lady, Zoya, who was his granddaughter and who was the only outsider allowed to spar with the royal children during practice...
The sight of Candy lying on a sunlounger by the pool was driving me crazy. It always amazes me that there is not more sexual activity on beaches and poolsides, because everybody’s out there almost naked. You wouldn’t sit in a room with a woman in just your underpants and she in just a bra and knickers – or if you did, you would be expecting to get lucky very soon. And yet in sunbathing mode we are expected to behave “like adults”, which, in that case, means not getting excited, or even not...
Straight SexTamara war gerade 40 geworden. Verheiratet und hatte drei Kinder. Eine ihrer besten Freundinnen, Lena, hatte endlich, als letzte ihrer Bekannten, einen Mann gefunden. Heute Abend stand der Junggesellenabschied an. Tamara hatte vor lauter Überstunden keine Zeit gehabt, sich an den Vorbereitungen zu beteiligen. Sie ließ sich einfach darauf ein. Sie hatte ihren schwarzen Rock, eine schwarze Hotpants und eine schwarz-weiße Bluse an gezogen. Sie verabschiedete sich von ihrem Mann und den Kindern....
Die achtzehnjährige Julia fühlt sich beinahe wie im siebten Himmel. Sie kann es kaum noch erwarten, bis sie in einer Woche endlich ihren zwei Jahre älteren Freund Steffen heiraten wird. Ihre beste Freundin Melanie wird bei der Hochzeit eine ihrer Brautjungfern sein. Melanie erzählt ihr, dass Steffens Freunde am nächsten Abend eine wilde Junggesellenparty planen und dazu als Höhepunkt eine professionelle Stripperin einladen wollen. Julia starrt ihre Freundin total entgeistert an, als sie...
The clang of steel interrupted the afternoon post prandial stupors of all palace personnel. It was the Sultana training her children in sword fighting. Everyone stayed clear of the practice arena except designated personnel. The only designated personnel were the ancient Zaran, a sword master who had been teaching the royal family for two generations now, and a young lady, Zoya, who was his granddaughter and who was the only outsider allowed to spar with the royal children during practice...
Novels© 1998 This story is a fantasy based not too loosely on fact. Like the lives of most of its readers, it contains no sexual acts. When the story stops, you are allowed to carry on thinking. If you are incapable of thought, go and find some pictures of women with computer-aided tits. 1998 It was late afternoon when I rang the doorbell of Naismith's period cottage in Sussex. His battered and dusty four-wheel drive vehicle was outside, negligently parked with one wheel run up on to the rockery....
Masturbation Par Excellence By: Londebaaz Chohan Hector looked at the clock; 4: 47 pm. But it looked like 6:00 PM or even late. He must have dozed off. He was happy that he would have sometime for himself. Maybe rest some or listen to music, before his mom came home from work and started dinner and began urging him to do the homework. He had walked in the home, thrown his book bag on the table and sank into the kitchen chair. He did not even have the energy to take his jacket off. He was really...
The next day I was out and about when I saw my neighbour Jim, from a few doors away, ahead of me and soon realised he was following a mum pushing a buggy. She had a good pair of legs, no tights and a nice arse. I walked behind him for a while watching the show and then took the bull by the horns and caught up with him and said “nice arse”. Caught unawares he tried to deny he was looking but I started chatting to him and it ended up us both agreeing she was well worth a wank.We carried on...
Hi friends, I m Rajan age 26 yrs and working as a Physiotherapist in one city of Gujarat. The story I m going to narrate is an absolute hott experience of my life that won’t get repeat ever. A bit long one but definite horney. From the adolecence,I m much interested in Mid aged horney women in b/w 30-40 yrs of age,instead of Virgin girls. My thinking is that They r much experienced, familiar and horney during their this phase of life and can give a definite satisfaction to anyone. I was 20 yrs...
IncestSunday, May 1, 2005 (Continued) When things settled down a little, Julia said, "I can change the subject for you, because there's a little shopping we need to do. Now would be a good time to do it." I said, "But isn't the Liaison Meeting due to start at 1:00? There's no way you can get any shopping done in two hours, especially - and this is very important - because we have to have lunch before the Liaisons arrive." "Don't worry. I know exactly what we're buying and which store...
Written by women Introduction: A teen girl meets the guy she wants to make her a woman. Hello! Thank you to everyone who has been encouraging me to keep writing. . I hope you enjoy it. Please PM me or comment below and let me know what you thought. . Enjoy!I am a bit worried as I write this. Mostly because of what I have done and what I know, with absolute certainty, I will do again. Looking back I can understand why I did it, but I still can't believe I actually did it. I was the...
Great Thanks to the always awesome mikothebaby for her editing magic, and patience with grammar, spelling and punctuation. Her valiant attempts to make my stories readable are much appreciated. As Always, any and all errors are mine, and mine alone. When I was little, my Mom, in her mantra of no violent movies, rented us the VHS tape of Mary Poppins to watch. While my brother and I did not enjoy the song and dance numbers, we were enthralled with how Mary Poppins was able to float from the...
Somehow, I was keeping a relatively straight face at work. It had now been weeks since I'd started dressing as a girl pretty constantly at home, and I was almost done with half of Annie's leftover birth control pills. Despite everything, I'd kept my painted toes and shaved legs hidden, and hadn't accidentally walked into work with makeup on. But even so, parts of my private little girlie kink were escaping from the privacy of my apartment, and I wasn't sure how to get myself to...
Some of this story's inspiration comes from AlsoAshley's Alex to Alina story (which is excellent, and you should read it, and I hope she gets around to finishing it soon). I'm shamelessly ripping off the idea for the initial setup, and heading off on my own path. Hopefully AlsoAshley will take the theft in the spirit of admiration for and inspiration from her story that it was done in. ----------------------------------- "Oh god," I moaned softly. The department store...
Yeah, it's been a while. Life happens, and writing this was one of the casualties. While I do have plans for quite a bit more of this story, it may take some time to actually get the chunks on the page. Sorry to those who've been waiting, hopefully this is enjoyable. =================================================================== I woke up the next morning before the sun came up, disoriented and desperate to pee. I rolled out of bed and almost collapsed sideways into the wall...
The next morning I woke up pissed off and in pain, but thankfully not yet horny. I was angry at what I'd done to myself. Getting a belly- ring and a tramp stamp, what was I thinking? I hadn't been, obviously, but I was grateful that I could be pissed about it now. I knew by now that it might be only a matter of days, if not hours, that I'd start thinking it was sexy again, the same way it felt sexy and transgressive to swallow the testosterone blockers and estrogen supplements...
Walking through the door on a Fridaynight, I see my Dad is home from work early. It doesn't really surprise me, however, I was actually looking for some time alone. Dad worked in the grocery business, and usually worked during the day, so he would be home at night to be with the family, but lately, he's just been home a lot. I don't mind it, because my Dad is an awesome father, but days, like today I just wished to be alone. “Hey dad” I say walking into the kitchen to grab something to drink...
IncestI woke up and stretched lazily under the duvet as my alarm softly buzzed next to my head. My dark brown eyes peek out from behind shuttered eyelids and gaze out the window. The day was just starting, and the suns first rays cascaded into my room warmly. I reluctantly slide out of bed and pad down the hall to the bathroom. I stand in front of the full-body mirror and remove my night clothes. My eyes travel up and down my curvy body. I'm 5ft 2in tall, but my body is chubby and endowed nicely. My...
The trip cost me money, it was one of those impulse trips. Decided late evening, put to reality early morning. For some reason it seemed like the last minute tickets were taken out of the system back in those days, I didn't get away cheap.As I sat on the train I wondered if this was really the right thing to do. Visit a stranger for one thing only;Lust. To visit him even though I knew he had three broken ribs. (Apparently you can cough your ribs off.) He said it would be fine. That he...
Straight SexI watch him sometimes at night. He lives in the house opposite and often walks into his room naked. He's about 19 or 20, tall, well built. I've stared many times as his taut arse, even his cock. I have touched myself while watching him upstairs, the light out. And on one bonus, bonus occasion, I saw him masturbating in front of the mirror. Did he secretly know I was watching and masturbating too? I can't get enough of taring at his young, muscular body. I came watching him that night. When I...
MasturbationYes, this update has been monstrously long in coming. So long in fact that AlsoAshley's Alex to Alina, the story whose beginning and missing end inspired this one(You mean 'was shamelessly ripped off'? -ed Shut up -Gemma), has now, itself, finished (You should read it). Sadly, this is, what I think of as, the boring pipelaying part of my plot. No major new steps in girlying up Jamie, and not yet at the fun smutty stuff I want to write later. And so, as life has intervened, this story...
Jenny and Beth hit it off right from the start and we later found out they had 1 very interesting thing in common. Both of them had nipples so sensitive all it took was sucking on them to make them both cum. It also seemed we 3 had different fantasies, which Jenny expressed to Beth in the strip club of never having sex with a black girl, and that’s how Jenny and Beth ended up on the bed kissing, licking and exploring each other. As Jenny laid back on the bed Beth started at her knees kissing...
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...
LesbianThis all started with me thinking outloud. I was in the kitchen drinking a soda when my eighteen year old sister, Tracy, walked in. Tracy had on a tight pair of shorts and a loose tee shirt. She opened the door on the refrigerator, and bent down to pull out a bottle of water. This gave me a perfect view."Nice ass!" I said this out loud, but I was just thinking it.Tracy turned her head at me, and smiled. "Thanks, b*o."Being two years older than Tracy didn't help me much. I felt like a little boy...
I cant help myself I know you cant be here tonight, but I cant stop thinking about you. Oh how you make me crazy. I start running my cold hands up and down my inner thighs and up my stomach. Then I pull them shirt up over my breasts and I start to play with my boobs through my bra. Once I feel my nipples start to get hard. I pull my red bra down so I can pinch my nipples. I pinch and pull at my nipples for a minute then I spit on each of them and rub the spit all over my nipples. Once both...
What am I doing? I'm a dude, and even with fake nails I'm sure I still look like a dude wearing fake nails, and here I am jacking off over it. I got out of bed and stomped back to the bathroom to clean all my cum off myself. In the end, it seemed easier to just shower again, I was already naked anyway. Showering with long nails was another odd experience, having these things that weren't me attached semi-permanently to my body. I was so conscious of them through the whole shower and...
It all begins early on in the day, morning mostly. I can’t help but think of you. It doesn’t start off sexual either. I think about all the wonderful things about you and how someday, I will be next to you, happy and content. As the day goes on, I seem to end up damp, and moist from all the good feelings I get. I’m like a bomb, just ticking away… getting wetter and wetter by the hour. As that time goes on, I begin to get very hott and horny for the man I love. God,...
My hands find their way to my breasts, slowly kneading them..pinching my nipples as they harden. I pull my hands away and suck slowly on both my index fingers, wetting them with saliva to rub over my sensitive nipples..I blow softly on them, causing them only to harden more. Giving each nipple a few more pinches, I slide my hands back down my stomach..teasing myself around the waistband of my shorts with my fingernails. I push down my shorts as far as I can, and I kick them the rest of...
Author's note: This chapter took a little longer, as I keep getting distracted by wanting to jump ahead and write some of the fun smutty bits that happen later on in Jamie's misadventures. Hopefully that means those bits get finished faster when we get around to them, but knowing my luck, probably not. Thanks to everyone who's reading and enjoying this, hopefully this is up to the standards of the rest. ----------------------------------------------- I woke the next morning,...
As I sat in the bar having a cold beer and THINKING BACK on where my life was headed, a sadness came over me that took me back to a time a little more than a year ago. My wife Tina and I had just finished renovating our dream home in the middle of 50 acres of the most lovely land in Virginia. We completely remodeled the house, built a 6 bay garage, added a lovely pool and deck and landscaping and were just starting to live out our dream life. But two weeks later my world came crashing...
Author's note: Here's chapter 2, now with 100% more spell-check, and my apologies in advance for any small and large errors that have crept in. Most, if not all, editing and revisions are being jettisoned in favor of speed for a variety of reasons. --------------------------------------------------------------- I sat at my kitchen table, back once again in my own clothes, rather than my ex-girlfriend Annie's leftover underwear. I pointedly tried to ignore the metallic teal nail...
We pulled in and stopped and Jenny jumped off and started taking her clothes off as she ran towards a few pine trees where there were soft needles lying around. Watching her run naked was a pleasure and when I got there she was on her knees and was rubbing her pussy and sticking 2 fingers in there already, I pulled off my clothes and kneeled down and shoved my hard cock right into her wet pussy, It felt wonderful, I kept sliding in and out just keeping the head of my cock in and then driving...
I know its not exactly erotica, more or less im thinking about a survival horror with no limit to the general amount of fear, v******e and sexual issues. Though its a survival horror that doesn't mean it wont be erotica, just not entirely. When I see horror stories or movies i notice that there is nothing to fear about the horror aspect within them. What bothers me the most is how goodie goodie the main protagonist always seems to be.Plot: A man wakes up in a large Hospital. Usually the main...
The Professors Side xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx To tell the truth I didn't think much of him. I would see him in the back of my class, texting, tweeting, and doing anything but listening to my lectures. Predictably enough he failed the test. Now here he is during my office hours giving the whole spiel about why I should give him another chance. I'm not a bad guy, really. If he would shut-up for a second I would offer him a make-up exam. My name his Dr. Harold Barnes, and I am one of...
Tall, dark and handsome? Just rather average. He moved forward and toward me, drink in one hand and the other reaching for mine. I took it without pause, on auto-pilot from so many years of greeting women in the middle of a panic attack because one tit was bigger than the other. Entitled. The smile was fake and a struggle. “What’s your type?†“What? Type of what?†I knew she was meaning what type of guy I wanted, but that topic of conversation was for another day. I wasn’t looking for anyone...
First TimeCheating by a spouse is usually discovered when a friend or associate brings something to the attention of the other spouse that is suspicious or incriminating regarding actions of the adulterer. Sometimes, it is discovered when the other spouse does something unusual or not to character thus catching the adulterer in a compromised situation or they’re caught in a little lie that might seem innocuous. This tale of how I caught my wife was sort of a mixture of all three. You have several...
This is obviously a long time in coming, and has been half-done for a while. But life gets in the way. Also, I'm aware that the story title is...not great. I wasn't in love with it at the beginning, but had trouble coming up with something I liked more. Now I'm dealing with the fact that a good chunk of story is out there with the existing name, and changing it is going to be a hassle and potentially throw off people looking for a new chapter. That might be worth it if I had a great...
I sit down in a noisy class. I’m not impressed today, the first day after a long break and a repeat class. This has all the hallmarks of another boring college semester. I survey the room as I normally do when in a new class. For me it’s about finding another girl to eye off and pass the time away.The class looks pretty limited and my eyes sink. A few older women sit at the front, a few guys at the back and in between nothing really to write home about. The door opens and I look up to survey...
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