Nandita To Nandini
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A few years ago, when I was about thirty-seven, I went out of state on a maintenance job. It was supposed to take a couple of weeks. It ended up taking considerably longer, more like three months.My initial accommodation wasn't perfect. For the two weeks, I would have stuck with it, but not for months. I looked around and found a lovely self-contained flat for rent. An addon to a house owned by an elderly couple, Rose and Tim.I settled in and loved the place. I had privacy when I wanted, and...
MatureLisa stretched her petite, naked body and smiled lovingly at Tim as she came fully awake. "It is so nice to wake up beside you", she said. "I think I could get used to this". Tim rolled toward her, took her into his arms and said, "I don't know how I ever slept without you here". They shared a deep kiss and Tim started to get up, but Lisa stopped him. "Where do you think you're going?" she asked with a bit of sass. "I was going to take a shower and fix us some breakfast", he...
Introduction: This one was a couple of weeks ago. Its been hard to concentrate on other things with this in my life. Jessica Part 10 Showing Tim As we showered following Jess and Judi finishing with me that first time, Judi turned to Jess, grabbed one nipple piercing and her clit and asked, So do these make a lot of difference? Jess grinned at her and answered, I hardly notice them most of the time, but when I play with them, or especially when someone else does, it makes a lot of difference....
It had been two weeks or so since Tim and I had our first little experience, and we had hung out in our normal friendly group, and, to my surprise, neither of us acted like anything even happened. While I was thinking it a few times, about how much fun we had, it was nice to see it didn't make anything weird, or that Tim was freaked out thinking back to what we did.One evening, now in the middle of December, we were hanging out as usual, and everyone decided to go back to my friend Mason's...
This is the third part of my encounters with Tim, and is an immediate continuation of story 2, so you may want to at least go back and read the second encounter with Tim, if not the first and second to get a full feel for our encounters!**We got upstairs, still covered in each other’s cum as it was starting to dry on is a bit and the heavier amounts dripping some down our legs. We headed into my bedroom, which was the master bedroom of the house, and then into the bathroom. Neither really said...
As we showered following Jess and Judi finishing with me that first time, Judi turned to Jess, grabbed one nipple piercing and her clit and asked, “So do these make a lot of difference?” Jess grinned at her and answered, “I hardly notice them most of the time, but when I play with them, or especially when someone else does, it makes a lot of difference. It enhances every little touch, or lick, or anything.” Judi leaned down, and took a nipple in her mouth, “Like this?” Jess moaned. ...
Tuesday, July 22, 2042, 8:13 am The 10-year-old Astro Cruiser lifted from its mount and slipped seamlessly into the flow of westbound traffic. Tim adjusted his previous instructions to the Tesla’s AI, sat back, and automatically glanced around. “Crap,” he muttered. Cruising at 250 feet was a red BMW Dyno-Vector. Capable of leaving the atmosphere, should the driver so choose, it cruised the maximum allowable height for non-commercial traffic. “I know who you are,” Tim muttered. “And I know...
This one is another entirely true story, and is actually fairly recent.My friends and I have a local bar that we often go hang out at on weekends. If you’ve read my previous story about a hookup I had at a bar, it was different places, so there is a different sort of caution to take at this place that I often go to.We had been hanging out at this bar a few times recently and the same guy was at the bar and would chime in with conversation here and there about whatever sporting event we happened...
Much explicit sex here, of kinds some think perverse and others enjoy. Takes all kinds. But please, no readers of a kind too young to read it lawfully, nor any others so impressionable they think any of this is real. Reality is real, and fantasies are fantasies, right? Tiny Tim by Vickie Tern I shouldn't have trusted them any further than I could've thrown them, Kevin and Marshall, and both of them are way bigger than me and...
The first two parts of this story were well received and told the story of something akin to a BD blind date that was suddenly ended when the women discovered they were related to the men! Part 3 told of the Father and daughter who had some issues to work through. This story tells how the older woman and her step-son worked out their situation.If you are interested in exploring this taboo subject, settle in and enjoy!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Elise pulled on her sports bra and her pink and...
Ever since I can remember I have always been attracted and aroused at the site of a dick, be it hard or soft. Although I get equally excited about tits and pussy, a dick holds a special place in my bi-heart. There is something about looking at a man's dick that just sends tingles down my spine and makes weak in the knees. The site of a dick squirting hot love lotion is the best. I have to check myself when I'm at the gym in the locker room not to be so obvious when I'm looking around at all...
Tim never regretted his life; he looked back on his youth with fondness but never once wished to go back. Sure, those were the glory days, the days of the bathhouses, multiple tricks, and hard-ons that lasted all night. But life was still good for Tim. He’d been successful in business, he was retired now, at age 52 and living on the beaches of Monterrey. He was over his tramping self and enjoying the fruits of his youth. Every afternoon, a group of 6 or 7 surfers would stop by for an hour or...
GayTimmy the Timid, that's what he was known as since kindergarten. Ever the bashful boy on the school playground, Tim was easily bullied and razzed by the older kids; girls as well as boys. But most of the children's imaginations never went beyond teasing and name-calling. It wasn't until ninth grade that the reason for his extreme shyness became known to a few. By that age students were deemed mature enough to be taken on educational outings. The school system in Tim's county divided up...
Tim has been a close friend of both me and my wife Andrea for several years. One evening Andrea and I had been enjoying a few adult beverages and she had puffed some green when the phone rang. It was Tim and he said he was close by and wanted to come by. I told him sure come on over. After hanging up I told Andrea to go put on something sexy for Tim. She jumped up and ran to our room to find something to wear and I went in the kitchen to get another cold one. I heard Tims truck coming up the...
If you read my story about how I had watched my wife being fucked by Tim when we where in Florida then you'll need to read what happened next. The morning after Linda had rode Tim's hard cock on our patio I woke up to find her in his bed. After putting out towels at the pool to hold three chairs I went to the free buffet and got some breakfast and three coffees to take back to the room. When I entered the room Tim was out of the patio having a smoke and Linda was in the shower. I carried the...
Tim has been a friend of mine for several years but he had never met my wife Andrea so I invited him over one weekend. It was hot so I told him to bring a swim suit and we would hang out by our pool. He and I were setting by the pool and enjoying a few cold beers when Andrea called my cell. I told her to hurry home from work and join us by the pool. At that time the idea of showing off my sexy little bride to Tim popped in my head.I heard her car as she pulled into the garage so I told Tim I'd...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
After the close call and excitement, in more ways than one, of that first night together, Sandy decided they better cool it a bit so Mom wouldn’t get suspicious. Mom also went back on day shift, 8am – 8pm, so bedtime was less private, but days were not such a problem. Randy tried to act normal around Mom and of course, around Sandy, but he did have some issues like being quieter and more protective. Mom just thought he was getting older and closer to starting into puberty, especially now...
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‘Or’ The question, if it was a question was left unfinished. A pause and a glance that said all that needed to be said. Hannah put an arm around each of our waists and pulled us towards her. I looked Tim in the eye and the look on his face said it all: neither of us had expected this. She had started off by explaining that she would sleep on the sofa and we should share the bed. Then as if by way as an afterthought she suggested another possibility. I had known Tim fifteen years. We were...
"Or" The question, if it was a question was left unfinished. A pause and a glance that said all that needed to be said. Hannah put an arm around each of our waists and pulled us towards her. I looked Tim in the eye and the look on his face said it all: neither of us had expected this. She had started off by explaining that she would sleep on the sofa and we should share the bed. Then as if by way as an afterthought she suggested another possibility. I had known Tim fifteen years. We were at...
First Time(MF, size, huml)Hi, my name is Tim. Last year I turned 57, I'm divorced and c***dless and I've actually had sex exactly 57 times in my entire life, one day for every year of my life. I have a small problem, my dick is only two inches long when fully erect and not even an inch when flaccid. Needless to say, it's pretty hard to satisfy a woman with equipment my size. Yes I was married, but she was a religious woman and we didn't have premarital sex of any kind until our wedding night. You can...
I met my cousin, Tim, at a family reunion this summer in Wisconsin. He gave me a call a few months before the reunion after he found me on Facebook. We talked for a couple of hours and he told me about his family ancestry. It turns out that we had a maternal grandmother in common, but other than that, I didn't know any of the relatives that he spoke of. Tim described himself as having never married, but born and raised in Racine, Wisconsin. And as he spoke, I detected a slight lisp in his...
"Thad, Madge and 'Tiffany' Tim" I squirmed uneasily in the car seat as I felt the filmy material of the dress I was wearing swish around me then felt the long dangle earrings as they brushed against my neck. "We really should be getting back, I need to get out of all this stuff," I said to Thad, feeling a little embarrassed now as we sat there parked. "You made it through the dance wearing a dress, what's another hour or so? Relax. no harm in having a couple beers is there?" he said as...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
Wednesday evening while eatting dinner I asked my wife if she had anything new going on. She started telling me about a new guy that she met at Becky's house last weekend. Becky introduced him as insatiable Tim. I almost laughted out loud, so why do they call him that I asked her. She said Becky said he can fuck all night long. All night I asked? She said that's what Becky claims my wife said. OK I said , so what does this mean to me? My wife said I have him coming over this Friday night. Here,...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
When Connie called, I was about to go out. She and Gary had been my neighbors for more than 12 years. We had become good friends. When I was away, they took care of my house and when they were away I reciprocated. Connie and Gary wer in Vegas. She was afraid that she hadn't turned the air conditioning up to 80. I told her not to worry that I would take care of it. I fetched my key from the cabinet in the hall and headed across the yard. We both had nice lawns with perennial gardens. ...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestI am sitting in this library, trying to write a letter to my wife to explain why I'm no longer at home. I received the sad news two weeks ago. Well, that's not totally true. I suspected something when she came home late a month ago, went right to the bedroom, and showered before coming down to supper. I later noticed her panties in the hamper when I went to throw my own underwear in. I noticed something shiny, and I picked her panties up and could see something crusty in the gusset. I sniffed...
Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
Britney Spears had her hands tucked under the table as she listenedextremely bored to what her manager was telling her.“And with the current research, I think we’ve found the perfectperson for you to go on tour with…” This immediately caught Britney’s attention. She was nervous for weeks trying to figure out who her touring partner would be. “….and I know you’ll be extremely pleased. Mandy Moore.”Britney’s jaw dropped to the floor. “Mandy Moore?!?” She yelled out annoyed. “You can’t be...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
It was one boring Tuesday at high school and I had a test that I needed to study for. It was 13:50 pm waiting for the bell to ring so we can go home, as I sat there my classmate Tim whom I had fantasies about came up to me and said hey jason, I replyed saying Hey man, we made a little conversation thats when he asked me do you wanna study with me today? Gladly I replyed ok thats fine. Then bell rung and as we made way to the library, we got there finding that it was fully packed. So I decided...
GayThis is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
"Mom, I'm home," I yelled as I walked into the house, just like I always did and right on time. The bus was never late. "In the kitchen, Dani," she yelled back, and that was pretty normal too. "You're all dressed up," I smiled, but I was curious too. Usually the afternoons found Mom wearing an apron and baking cookies, or stirring a pot. She liked to cook and my mom was good at it, but today she wore a dress and high heels as she checked her purse. "Hi, Dani. Don't change...
"What's going on, Mom?" I asked as soon as we were in the house, but I wasn't going to get an answer. "Shoot." She looked at her watch. "That took longer than I thought it would. You go upstairs and take a bath." "But Mom..." "No buts, I want your little brown butt in the bathtub and wash yourself good," she said on her way to the kitchen. "And, oh, Dani..." "What?" I asked, my frustration showing. "Do you ... I mean, have you ever..." she paused. "Ever...
"Ah, here she is now," my daddy said as I walked carefully down the stairs and I'd been pacing for fifteen minutes, so I'd at least grown accustomed to the three inch heels on those ankle boots. "Good," a white man I assumed to be Mr. Reiser answered, but he didn't look anything like I expected. He wasn't especially old, or fat or bald, or anything like that. He seemed about the same age as my father, I supposed, like forty maybe, but tall and handsome, actually, with sandy hair and...
"Do I still have to go to school?" I wondered. "Of course," Mr. Reiser laughed and he was driving us to a restaurant, even though my mom had prepared a dinner for him, for all of us. We hadn't stayed very long after Mr. Reiser had fucked me. Just long enough for me to take a shower and double check the bag my mom had packed for me. Enough time for my mom to wash the semen stains out of Mr. Reiser's trousers. He'd borrowed a clean shirt from my dad, it was a salmon colored Izod polo...
"This is nice," Mr. Reiser decided and I sighed in agreement. He knelt by a large bathtub, just off his bedroom in the master bath, and I was soaking in it, naked and enjoying the steaming water that surrounded me up to my budding breasts. It was a generous tub, the entire bath and the house around it was splendid and altogether too much for one man living alone, I thought. Mr. Reiser was washing me slowly, cupping water and letting it dribble onto my shoulders. He enjoyed looking at me,...
Joshua C. Hathaway had been a general in the War of Southern Independence and for the second time in that city's history, Chicago had burned to the ground. He'd called it payback for what Sherman had done to his beloved Atlanta during the War of Northern Aggression and so there were a lot of schools named after the man, including the one I was now attending. Hathaway High, which was a segregated school for black students only, for freeborn kids mostly, or those few slaves who wanted to go...
"Thank you, Mercy," I said, smiling and fidgeting in my seat as the woman served our dinner. She'd prepared a chicken breast, broiled I think, but I have to confess I've never been much good in the kitchen. Mercy was an excellent, however, and she was Mr. Reiser's housekeeper and cook, although only for dinner. He didn't require her to make breakfast and usually had lunch at the office, and on the weekends he liked to fend for himself. Of course, Mr. Reiser had me now and I wouldn't...
My second visit to the Owner's Club was much different from my first, mostly because I felt much more relaxed, much more confident in myself. I'd repaired my makeup in the car and it hadn't been so bad, just my lipstick had been terribly smeared from sucking Mr. Reiser's cock and then kissing him hard. I fixed it and brushed my hair. My only complaint was the semen trickling from my asshole as I walked into the plantation house, but I have to say I enjoyed the sensation of my rectum...
"Dani?" My mother blinked at me and then smiled happily, taking me into her arms. I hadn't told my parents that Mr. Reiser was allowing me to visit them every Sunday afternoon. I'd driven to their house shortly after lunch and I could stay until six or so before I returned to have supper with my Master. "Hi Mom." I smiled back as we embraced. She wanted to feel me all over, as if I might be injured, or just a mirage possibly. "Are you okay? How are you? Oh ... Come in! Ben! Dani's...
"Count backwards slowly," the man said from behind his green surgical mask. The cool air smelled funny. "... 100... 99... 98..." "... 98... 97... 90 ... Mmmm..." I awoke sometime later, wrapped up in warm sheets and feeling fuzzy all over. It seemed so quiet in that room, a yellow room, sunshine yellow and pleasant and I didn't want to move. I couldn't move and I had to find my way through a soft fog to remember where I was and what I was doing. I wondered where my Master was,...
"What's wrong with you?" I asked my best friend, Sarah, taking a seat next to her in the cafeteria. "Oh. Hey, Dani." She was a pretty girl and black, like all my classmates. Sarah might have been slaveborn, but she was smart as well, which explained why her master sent her to Hathaway High School, and college after that, I was sure. She had a head for numbers and besides fucking her, Sarah's owner was going to make the girl one of his accountants at some business he owned. Or maybe...
"What is you doin' in here, girl?" Mercy asked me in her lyrical voice, frowning as I picked up a peeler and started skinning potatoes. "Cooking." I smiled at her. She was preparing some stuffing for the chicken sitting near a big roasting pan. "No, you aint. Put them taters down and gone take a bath." She leaned close, wrinkling her nose at me. "You smell like finger puddin'." "I do not!" I laughed at her. "I'll take a bath later. I've got time." "Hmph." She shook her...
"Well?" Sarah asked me as soon as I picked her up on the way to school. "Yeah. I can go." I'd thought about teasing her, but I was kind of tired. Mr. Reiser had kept me up late, but I wasn't going to complain about that. Plus, I knew that new houseboy would be there when I got home and I'd have that thought nagging at me all day long. "Really?" Sarah widened her eyes and I nodded. "That's so cool. You have the best master ever, I bet. What did he say?" So I relived that whole...
I was still in the tub when Mr. Reiser arrived home, the water tepid at best and hardly soothing, but I didn't want to move. I half expected my Master to be angry with me, but Mercy hadn't told him about my behavior yet and so I suspected that she never would. It was an affair between slaves, as some things inevitably are, and there was no need to involve Mr. Reiser. Mercy probably thought he would notice my unfriendly attitude towards Tom Henry soon enough anyway, without any help from...