Poor Little Claire
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The bar wasn’t strictly a lesbian bar, but a lot of queer women frequented it. It was also close to my condo on my way home from work, so I tended to end up there at least a couple of times a month, more when I was between girlfriends. That was my situation when I walked in on a Friday night after a long week. I wasn’t even particularly looking to get laid, just have a few drinks without guys hitting on me. Unfortunately Claire was there, looking like she’d just gotten off work, her hi-vis...
Claire thought that last night had just been another innocent hook up. It was the second semester of her freshman year of college, and her sorority had a bit of a reputation for partying that, combined with her legacy mother insisting, had lead her to choose that one. She didn't consider herself loose but if the guy looked cute and was being nice she just might be game. And if he didn't call her again after that night that was OK too. With long natural blonde hair, tan skin, an ample chest...
Neither of us could quite believe that this was going to happen. I sat in the bath, soaping my cock as it craned out of the water, aroused by the thought of events to come. Claire had already had her bath and was in the bedroom getting herself ready. I didn't linger - I just couldn't wait to see how she was looking. My heart was thumping so God knows how she was feeling. I slipped my boxer shorts on, tucking my still erect penis in, and left the bathroom. The bedroom door was shut so I...
Claire and Mike had been friends ever since their bus rides in the 6th grade. She was a grade below him in school, but he always felt that she was closer to him than anyone his own age. She had blond hair blue eyes and a smile that could make Satan happy. Mike had always had a slight crush on Claire in school, but never said anything because he felt awkward about the age difference. On the bus they talked about everything, and on days when Mike was lucky they talked about girls. He had felt a...
First TimeShe sat across the table from me. She hadn't been saying anything. Not surprising. She looked up, finally, and started. "Jimmy, it was never the case that I didn't love you. You have to believe that," she said. "I'm not sorry I did it, but I am very sorry that I have hurt you. Really." Not sorry she did it! My stomach began to roil, but I was able to maintain my self-control for the moment. "Not sorry you did it? Not sorry you did it, Claire! And why, after telling me that, would you...
I lived on a dead end street with only one other house, which was right next door. I lived with my father. My mother had died several years ago. I was on my own most of the time. I had just turned 18. I had a close friend who lived in the house next to ours. Her name was Claire and she had just turned 18, as well. Claire and I were as close as a brother and sister. We had grown up together since we were toddlers. We had our spats, as brothers and sisters do, but always made up and were close...
I awoke and felt so relaxed and the world a good place, the feeling lasted for perhaps a second or two, then I remembered... I’m not a bad man, really I’m not. But recently I did something which unsettled me greatly. I sort of had non-consensual sex with my wife’s best friend. I guess it could be called rape in a lot of people’s eyes. Oh, I wasn’t violent; though I sort of forced her (possibly, at first), but it wasn’t with her verbal consent and I did it when she (and I) were under the...
On my way from work, walking in the rain i passed through the town centre, popping into several shops in order to stay dry. Entering one shop i held the door for a lady following me in, as she passed she dropped something from her bag. I picked up what i could now see were a bunch of keys with several key fobs attached."Excuse me", I said.The lady turned and looked at me, "Yes" she replied."Oh, i think these are yours", i said as i held out the keys. "Yes they are, thanks" handed the keys over...
I considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Claire loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get her in the...
I have been fucking a 22 year old, blonde female, I met not long ago. We met on a swingers site on the internet and, after a few chats, we arranged to meet at a hotel. I arrived at the hotel and waited. It did not take long for her to arrive and she introduced herself to me at the bar. Her name was Claire, and she was very confident and sexy. I ordered some drinks and we sat down at a table to talk. Claire was very talkative and told me about what she wanted. My cock was hard by now and we...
InterracialI heard Claire crying in her room and I knocked at the door. "Claire can I come in" was all I asked. "No go away" she called out. I knew what this was about. Poor Claire was a slut in the eye's of the school. She had sex with Roger and David at the same time; Roger had told her if she loved him then she would do it. The only problem was both Roger and David were bragging about it at school. Claire did not see my black eye or the bruises I got fist fighting David, he was the bigger and...
We had been having a steady sex life since out first six months together. For the most part I was satisfied, yet as I grew older I found myself getting bored. While I liked teh standard missionary repetitive style sex, my inner desires which were heavily influence by porn began to takes its toll. I am sexually attracted to most everything and most taboo ideas turn me on. Courtesy of the internet I have found outlets and find myself jerking off to everything from bi-porn and she-males to hand...
Kitty took me into her office and gave me a hard time. "You know I live vicariously through your stories. You've been stringing me along for the past month with tidbits about you and Claire, how she let you play with her boobs, and how you got her wet. Every time I asked about Tina, you would say, 'I've got it under control.' Now I find out that you've been holding out on me." She was either mad as hell, or she was putting on a good show. I became concerned the customers would...
Another Favour for Claire By Emma Smith Chapter 1 - Saturday This time it's starting to get annoying. I think my sister is really taking advantage of me now. For the third time in a couple of months she's managed to double book herself on social occasions and I have to help her out again. This time she's oh-so-suddenly met someone called Brian who is really nice and cute and she's heading off with him for a weekend of fun and games out in the country somewhere. Meanwhile...
I’d been through a particularly harsh breakup, and Claire was there to pick up my spirits and take me on nights out where I wouldn’t have to deal with the friends who betrayed me for my ex. It didn’t take long for our nights out, or our nights in to become for all intents and purposes, dates. We’d go to the cinema, or stay home and watch a movie, but while it was outwardly platonic, I was definitely developing other feelings for her. One thing we did do was talk a lot about sex: Who we’d been...
I felt her presence as she entered my study but didn't think much of it at the time. While exceedingly hard to find without guidance from my gift, Marisa had learned how to visit at will and frequently stopped by to study. It was several minutes before I realized she had yet to take her customary recliner by the fire or made any greeting that I sensed something was wrong and looked up from my book. Standing less then 10 feet away was a woman calmly staring back at me. Short, probably about...
It’s like she was baiting me. I mean, she wasn’t. Not unless it’s taking a week for the other shoe to drop. No, I think I got off scot-free. A girl like *that* was leaning over the front of her mother’s shopping cart, wide hips and firm ass on full display for everyone present, apparently in pure innocence. I suppose she couldn’t have known there’d be someone like me there. As soon as I noticed, I started low-key checking my surroundings, making sure I didn’t have anyone looking directly at...
I stayed and chatted with Claire for a while, pleasantly passing the time, enjoying her company. It was cold out and nearly closing time, so I offered her a lift home after work, instead of her having to catch the train. She seemed surprised, but obviously did not fancy hanging around at the station, so accepted. We had a sandwich and a cup of Tea at work after closing and then left. We talked further on the 40 minute drive back to hers, mainly about the state of the country, how crap the...
Claire and Mike had been friends ever since their bus rides in the 6th grade. She was a grade below him in school, but he always felt that she was closer to him than anyone his own age. She had blond hair blue eyes and a smile that could make Satan happy. Mike had always had a slight crush on Claire in school, but never said anything because he felt awkward about the age difference. On the bus they talked about everything, and on days when Mike was lucky they talked about girls. He had felt a...
346 a*****ING CLAIREIt was a Tuesday when they took her, Claire that is she had been shopping. Being an escort, money was important, but so was New lingerie and so on in bags from the respective top shops, each item an important necessity`s, as a working girl. On her way home she had met Clive, big Loveable, not so stupid Clive, who had washed up at the restaurant for years, in his thirties, and carefully giving the impression to everyone, that he was a `bit slow’, so that they gave him...
I meet Chris in the pub, weve met once before at a works do, but he is best mates with Dave who is married to Claire. Claire and Dave have organised the night and invited us to theirs for what they describe as fun, and for us to assist them with Claire's ultimate fantasy.Having a quick drink each before its time to leave to the house, I ask Chris if he is still comfortable with sharing his best friends wife, to which he replies of course, ive fancied her ever since she married Dave, infact, he...
David smiled when he heard the click of the door's security system. Ten o'clock; even earlier than usual. What a wonderfully horny woman Alexandra had turned out to be. In fact the more they made love, the more she seemed to like it, to need it. He had given Alexandra a long slow workout that morning that left her panting for more and reluctant to leave. That usually meant she would be back around noon for a quickie. He smiled. By this time of day Alexandra would be ravenous for his prick....
I sit on the couch, Claire kneels in front of me.She fixed my cock hard as wood with a hypnotized look:"I want to suck you, give me your tail"She plunges between my thighs, grabbed my cock in his hand and put his lips on my penis.She gently masturbates while her tongue wraps around my cock ...Shivers run through my body, her mouth is hot and wet, she squeezes her hand on sex to make it even harder.She stares at me while his mouth down on my cock, it engulfs me completely."Go gently Claire...
Welcome to my new world, a world I had only fantasized of previously, fantasies that had left my writhing body covered in sweat, and my pussy dripping my own cum over the bedclothes. Yes, I, Claire, am now a slut, in mind and very much of body. All it took was one moment, where I let myself get into a situation I could not control, and I finally I found what I had really been needing for so many years. A little more about me first, before I tell you the story. Firstly the bit I know some of you...
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Lying naked in bed my hand gentle stroked my breast I felt the nipple harden to my touch the other slid over my smooth flat stomach it slid between my legs and slowly rubbed my clitoris. I felt vagina get moist has I rubbed myself I inhaled the sweet smell of my musk raising under the bed clothes from my now wet vagina. My breathing changed to short sharp pants as I reached my orgasm my legs snapped shut clamping my hand between my thighs I rolled on my side the intensity of the orgasm took me...
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Terry and Jo, a female friend he met three weeks before, sat in the Hogs Breath Saloon watching the tourists. He was more or less looking for his next pussy and she was making fun of the sluts and dumb cocks as she called the young and not so young drinking and trying to hook up. It was still late mid afternoon so no one was totally smashed as they would be later in the evening but several of them had a good load on. Jo snickered and said, “Wonder how many of these sluts get the shit fucked...
The paddleboat ride along the Darling was interesting, but noisy. I wondered whether folks brought unruly children in the hope that they’d fall in, but this was too far upstream to think they’d be eaten by a giant cod, like Ken in “Love Serenade.” But that took place far downstream, along the Murray. And it was just an idle fantasy. (The Murray Cod, which can grow to about two metres, is not really a cod in a Northern Hemisphere sense, but a giant freshwater perch.) But it was interesting to...
I topped off my diesel before leaving the hotel. I didn’t want to be stranded short of Cameron Corner. [Before I go further, I ought to remark that there are five places where there are surveyed right-angle state border intersections. Cameron Corner, surveyed by John Cameron (NSW) and George Watson (Queensland) in 1879, where the east-west border hits South Australia; Haddon Corner, where South Australia ends in the Channel Country; Poeppel Corner, where South Australia, Queensland and the...
The next day I had breakfast at 6 with several hands and then read in the morning sun for a few hours. Then, in mid-morning, I asked the “girl” about laundry. “You gibbit me, I do good job.” “That’s not necessary. I can do it.” “Not job for nungungi.” “I’m not nungungi.” “Nungungi dad’s nungungi.” I had clearly lost the argument. I appealed to my hostess. “Not a chance,” she said. “Better give in graciously.” So I did. Underwear, shirts, pants, socks. It was a decent-sized...
We had some tea and a few quandong. The dried nut tasted like a rather tart apricot. We were too far west for bunya or macadamia. Joshua told me that they had had little rain, but that the waterhole seemed happy. I told him of my trip, especially the part from Cameron Corner to Epsilon Station, to Innamincka and my disappointment, and to here. A woman offered a bark dish of witchetty grubs and I took one. I expressed surprise at finding them, but Joshua said the women were good at finding...
Before noon the next day, Cook told me there would be visitors today. About an hour later, there was a good deal of noise and two ATVs popped over the bank of the waterhole and “parked” near the humpies. There was a crowd around them in a moment, so I hung back. Then one of the riders called out “Mornin’, Gordy!” and I realized these were two of the hands from Epsilon Station. “G’day. I thought you told me it was a three-day-walk!” “It is ... if you walk. Graham let us borrow ATVs from time...
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I made good time in the morning, but Narrabri was nothing like what I recalled. Thirty years had totally altered the town. There were many new buildings and there was an atmosphere that I didn’t recall sensing. When I registered at the Crossroads Hotel, I realized that the park, the CSIRO and the agricultural wealth had totally altered the ambience of what had been a small town. A pamphlet proclaimed Narrabi “the second richest agricultural shire in Australia.” A glance at the women drinking...
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The Hastings River starts high on the Great Dividing Range running east down through the picturesque Hastings Valley, through unique river towns such as Mount Seaview, Ellenborough and Wauchope before entering the Pacific Ocean at Port Macquarie. Fishing is popular particularly from October through to June each year with peaks during Christmas and Easter. The river has a wide range of fishing opportunities from freshwater bass and catfish in the upper reaches to estuarine species such as...