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Riding the bike was the best part of my day! It was a low-rider cruiser with a big loud engine and enough chrome and steel to look mean in any situation.I pulled into the Tim Horton’s parking lot and looked around for a space. It was a busy night and there weren’t many spots left. I considered riding it up onto the walk close to the door and leaving the bike on its stand there. I’d done it in the past many times.Instead, I picked a spot on the side of the lot furthest from the street between a...
ExhibitionismPayment: The Next Week By Dunchad© Deirdre was sitting at her desk when the boss called her into his office. “Deirdre, I need you to run an errand for me. Don't roll your eyes, you will like this one. I need you to go see Mrs. Samantha Dante. You will remember her as the young lady that had sex with us last week and opened the door for you to advance in...
"You may change in a bathroom if you'd like." Cathy had been led to a plush room, too large to be called a bedroom, although it contained several beds. Also a stage and lots of folding chairs. It had full mirrors on all sides and the ceiling. There were drapes and large plants tastefully positioned, such as in corners, to soften the otherwise boxy dimensions. There were no windows. The open alcoves had sinks and toilets, but provided a girl no privacy whatsoever. She hadn't...
Introduction: What happens when a hot MILF comes up a little short and does not have enough cash to pay the babysitters Payment Right after I finished my sophomore year in high school, my best friend Chris and I were asked to baby sit at the house of a woman that my mother knew. I had never met her before, but when I arrived at the house I realized that she was pretty damn hot, especially for a mom. She was about 57, had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and had a pretty curvy body with...
This story is true and relates to a real life experience enjoy….. I own and operate a local handyman service.I used to be a general contractor and have many years experience in several trades.Now I enjoy making money doing odd jobs which require much less stress and strain. A lot of my clientel are yuppies who have money but no skills fixing things.And the other are mostly widows and divorced women who have lost the handyperson in theyre life. Many times I have been offered sex for payment by a...
PAYMENT DUE (part 1) By Victoria_{MJ} Never one to pass up a good bargain on an old book, Kyle found himself stopped in front of the antique bookstore he had discovered one day as he rode into work on his motorcycle. His love for reading had blossomed early in his life, thanks to a difficult home environment, and had given him a much needed outlet for his frustrations and a secure sanctuary from the troubles he experienced growing up. Despite spending hours each night between the...
PAYMENT DUE (part 2) By Victoria_{MJ} *********** Kyle shook his head slowly as he looked at the items contained in the UPS box. "This has to be some kind of weird joke..." he muttered as he pulled the items out of the box one by one and examined them. First came the box of candles; thirteen 6" tall candles that appeared to be a mix of silver, green, and red. They smelled faintly of sandalwood and mint. The scented oils were next, three small vials which were...
This story is true and relates to a real life experience enjoy..... I own and operate a local handyman service.I used to be a general contractor and have many years experience in several trades.Now I enjoy making money doing odd jobs which require much less stress and strain. A lot of my clientel are yuppies who have money but no skills fixing things.And the other are mostly widows and divorced women who have lost the...
Payment Due WARNING! This storyis of an adult nature, all the usual stuff applies, not intended for thoseunder 18. yada yada yada… "Alright, on the bed with you." She said. I lazily lay out on the bed, looking over at her and grinning. She was inthe mood to play and I was ready to enjoy every second of it. She tapped mythigh with the crop and said, "Spread'em boy." "I'm getting there," I protested just trying topush her. This resulted in a sharp snap of the crop against my inner thigh. I...
Fantasy only. I would never force someone...but this one is one of my favorites! This was written for a group thread on here that asked us to share our darkest fantasies... A debt must be paid and the poor guy has nothing to offer except his wife as payment. On the date that was set, the couple shows up at my door, accepting the price that is to be paid. 9 pm sharp. They come inside. To set the mood, I command the husband to strip his own wife naked...tear the clothes off of her...nothing...
“It’s been several months, how are the nightmares?” Mick asked. “I went back to the parking lot with Amy. Nothing. It was a parking lot. I almost died there,” Dan shrugged “nothing. Sometimes, there’s that guy’s face, the one I blinded. It hurts, but he was trying to get Amy. I’d do it again.” Mick nodded. “It fades over time and then,” He punched his palm. “It’s OK to feel bad and it’s OK to do it again. You protected Amy and survived. Keep moving forward.” He sat back. “Are you about ready...
Chapter 1: Deposit and First Instalment She sat on the edge of the bed clutching the pink bathrobe tightly to her body. When she heard the door open she didn't want took up. She didn't want to see who had walked into the room. She heard a sharp intake of breath as the stranger saw her for the first time. "Oh yes," she heard him say, "you're something else." She heard him approach until he was standing over her. Her trembling increased as the reality of her situation sank in. "Not...
Remembering Charlie with Nelson and Caroline (3rd chapter Charlie series).Nelson and I had a long rest, a unique and so satisfying experience it was, I think for both of us! In the morning, I ordered breakfast and had a quick shower. Refreshed, I wore the white robe the hotel provided. It wasn’t long a knock on the door announced breakfast and I opened the door. What a surprise! No one other than Caroline wheeled in our breakfast, she looked super hot in her smart black and tight uniform. I...
Chapter Four X hamster Profile of Love3bused Jim then went into another section of the plane to make some phone calls and left me where I was. I laid my seat back a little ways and settled in for the few hours it would take us to get back to New York. Then for some reason I thought about my freshman year in college. It was my first time away from home and it felt good to finally be somewhat on my own and making my own decisions for the...
Profile of Love2bused Chapter Three To say I got my throat hammered all through the rest of the week would be an understatement. My camera team did their best to get me ready for deep throating cock like it was my second nature to have big cocks shoved down my throat. Even Harold volunteered to come back and help me after Monday. Of course I understood they were getting to receive a bunch of great blow jobs but, that...
MOM WANT’S TO BE MY CUM-BUCKET! – CHAPTER 3 This is the third installment of my story. If you haven’t read the previous two chapters you probably should, as this will detail the events that led to my current predicament. If merely want to read on, my name is Rick and I am a normal 15 year old teenager, who happens to have been fucking his mom senseless for the past two days. I had just finished fucking mom’s ass and had blown a huge load up her shit-hole, when I realized my 13 year old sister...
My name is Rick and this is chapter 2 of my story. If you haven’t read Chapter 1 I suggest you do so, as this will explain how I got to this point.Yesterday morning I was a normal, horny 15 year old teenager, and spent most of my “private-time” beating my meat over internet porn. However my life changed for the better at breakfast, when my Mom nervously told me she wanted to become my cum-bucket, and was willing to let me fuck her any way and any time I wanted! For the first time I got to fuck...
My name is Rick, and this is my story. I hope you like it, and if so please tell me as this is merely the first installment. I am a 15 year old school student, and I live with my mom, Tanya, who is a hot, sexy 34 year old (let’s face it, stories like this do not have the same effect if they feature fat, ugly, bush pigs do they!) The third player in this story is my 13 year old sister Rebecca, who will not make her entrance until chapter 3 or so.My Dad is no longer around, since mom came home...
This is the third installment of my story. If you haven’t read the previous two chapters you probably should, as this will detail the events that led to my current predicament. If merely want to read on, my name is Rick and I am a normal 15 year old teenager, who happens to have been fucking his mom senseless for the past two days. I had just finished fucking mom’s ass and had blown a huge load up her shit-hole, when I realized my 13 year old sister Rebecca had arrived home from camp three days...
My name is Rick, and this is my story. I hope you like it, and if so please tell me as this is merely the first installment. I am a 15 year old school student, and I live with my mom, Tanya, who is a hot, sexy 34 year old (let’s face it, stories like this do not have the same effect if they feature fat, ugly, bush pigs do they!) The third player in this story is my 13 year old sister Rebecca, who will not make her entrance until chapter 3 or so.My Dad is no longer around, since mom came home...
This is the third installment of my story. If you haven’t read the previous two chapters you probably should, as this will detail the events that led to my current predicament. If merely want to read on, my name is Rick and I am a normal 15 year old teenager, who happens to have been fucking his mom senseless for the past two days. I had just finished fucking mom’s ass and had blown a huge load up her shit-hole, when I realized my 13 year old sister Rebecca had arrived home from camp three days...
My name is Rick, and this is my story. I hope you like it, and if so please tell me as this is merely the first installment. I am a 15 year old school student, and I live with my mom, Tanya, who is a hot, sexy 34 year old (let’s face it, stories like this do not have the same effect if they feature fat, ugly, bush pigs do they!) The third player in this story is my 13 year old sister Rebecca, who will not make her entrance until chapter 3 or so.My Dad is no longer around, since mom came home...
Twelve-year-old Doris Wilson listened to the first of the 45's drop onto the turntable of the brand new HMV radiogram her father had bought last week. It was The Beatles: 'From Me to You'. She could just about hear the sounds of her mother who was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Doris reached across to the coffee table and picked up the latest edition of 'New Musical Express'. Having already read everything about The Beatles and happy in the knowledge that her father and 'Uncle...
Whorehouse Chapel Copyright Oggbashan October 2015The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.*************************************************It started several years ago when Tom, one of our older widowers, found that Maria, the professional lady he visited two or...
He had to be silent. They were all around. Slip forward, one inch at a time, be part of the ground. A shout, they were on him. Fighting to get up, too many, holding, and pressing. He discharged the rifle, rewarded with a groan. It only brought more. Reaching for the blade, he slashed out, feeling flesh part, a scream in the darkness. So close. Just 200 feet away, the walls of the fortress, almost. Yes, almost. He strained to reach it, safety, and freedom. Twisting frantically, he managed...
The soft sounds of classical music stirred Christian from a deep sleep. He lay there, wherever there was, and tried to open his eyes. It was like they were glued shut but he relaxed and thought of the most beautiful dream he had last night. He couldn’t remember much of it, his head was hazy and he tried to open his eyes again.He decided to leave them shut and listen to the music while his memory tried to recall the events of the previous evening. He remembered meeting his work colleagues at...
BDSMI lay on my bed in the darkness, it is close to midnight. I feel your kisses, your touch, and your body, making love to me, my whole body from tip to toe, preparing me, making arrangements for my initiation.Images flash through my mind, memories, beautiful memories - the touch of the Mistress. It feels so good, and, as always, I feel my mind wandering, imagining, and wishing you were here.I have come to visit you.The sun has set and your maid welcomes me at the entrance to the mansion. Dressed...
BDSMRight after I finished my sophomore year in high school, my best friend Chris and I were asked to baby sit at the house of a woman that my mother knew. I had never met her before, but when I arrived at the house I realized that she was pretty damn hot, especially for a mom. She was about 5’7”, had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and had a pretty curvy body with a nice big set of tits. The mother promised to pay my friend and I $6 an hour. When she left, the three kids started...
Be sure to read the first part it will make this story much better….. Joanna was sitting at the kitchen table in a summer dress and barefoot.I sat down in a chair across from her and sat the plate on the table.Well this is the moment of truth I said are you sure you want to see me do my thing? Joanna replied..Um well tell me what your going to do Im kinda interested but kinda queasy about it as well.I explained to her again about my fetish and I get a sexual thrill by womens toilet habits and...
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Hi my name is Neha. This is personal story of what happened with me and I would not advise anybody to take money on credit from people. I had taken about 2 lacs money on interest from Ramnikbhai. My husband was working in Africa and I thought I could make some extra money at my end to help the family expenses, as I did not come from a very good financial family. But things didn’t work out and I had lost quite a bit of the money. Every first of the month Ramnikbhai would come for collections,...
In the dark dirt parking lot i stand my hands on the car hood shivering slightly from the cold and fear. Looking across the hood as i stand there at my boyfriend, an other man standing next to him and his gun pointed at my boyfriend. A voice behind me as i stand there bent over holding the hood."You just keep your eyes forward baby and try to enjoy this as much as i am going to." I feel him reaching around undoing my jeans and his hot breath on my neck. Trembling as i keep my eyes locked on my...
Be sure to read the first part it will make this story much better..... Joanna was sitting at the kitchen table in a summer dress and barefoot.I sat down in a chair across from her and sat the plate on the table.Well this is the moment of truth I said are you sure you want to see me do my thing? Joanna replied..Um well tell me what your going to do Im kinda interested but kinda queasy about it as well.I explained to her again...
I had been a home broadband technician for about 3 years. In that time, I had regularly bartered for my services - paid in sex by the homeowner when I was attracted to the lady involved. I got my face slapped a few times, told to leave on other occasions ... and taken up on my offer quite a few times. The opportunity to save money usually outweighed the morals of fucking the repairman. I was 25 years old, and in the peak of physical condition ... and with a substantial endowment between my...
It was an absolutely marvelous blowjob, made all the more satisfying by it being so totally unexpected. Adding to the excitement was the behavior of the young lady doing the sucking - I had my tongue in her cunt and she was going nuts. All in all the experience was well worth the $101.62 that it was going to cost me. Don't get me wrong, the young lady, Marci was her name, was not a prostitute, someone in the business of selling sex for money, she was just settling a debt. The story started...
It was a fine evening on what had been a day filled with warm sunshine and Roger Thompson was helping his father erect the very large tent that they had become so expert in putting up during their camping holidays over the last three years. Even at thirteen years and nine months he could, if he had to, put up the tent by himself. So between the two of them, Roger and his father Stanley accomplished the task in a matter of thirty minutes while his mother, Evelyn, and his sister, Caroline,...
"A Coca-Cola and a pint of your best scrumpy," Stanley Thompson said to the big beefy licensee. "Sorry sir," replied the tall strongly built bartender in a broad west country accent, "you be from up country and pa's rule has always said that a stranger can only have a half until he gets used to it." He grinned, pulled down a half pint mug from the shelf behind him, held it under a tap and filled it by pulling down on a large wooden handle. "Come back later, sir, I'll sell you the...
After the family had showered, dressed and breakfasted on cereal and toast and tea they decided it was time to take a tour of the town and its harbour and maybe call into one of the hotels close to the harbour for lunch. Naturally they were armed with the trusty transistor radio, topped up with new batteries at Roger's insistence, so that he could listen to the cricket with his father. Of course that meant that lunch at the hotel would have to coincide with the lunchbreak in the...
Roger stared into his glass of Coca-Cola as he thought about what was to happen. He had been a teenager for just over ten months and had all the hormones that came with it, hence the persistent attempts to see both his mother and his sister in the nude. Naturally that was as far as he had expected it to go, merely the harmless curiosity of a young virgin boy wanting to see what all the fuss was about. Oh there had been one or two clumsy experiences with a couple of girls from the local...
James Wilson was waiting outside the Stag's Head when the Thompson family arrived. He took Caroline by the hand. "Well aren't you just the prettiest little slut. You know that you're going to be a big hit with the men waiting inside don't you." He didn't wait for any reaction, instead he turned to Evelyn. "And there's no need to worry, we haven't started yet. Knowing what a fucking slut you are and how much you enjoy having a cock up your cunt we decided to wait." He then turned to...
Roger looked out at their family from his seat next to Doris. After the story the two of them had just related it was hardly surprising that everyone was naked again and that those that were old enough were engaged in some form of sexual activity. What he hadn't expected was the stunned silence. He looked around the room to see where everyone had seated themselves. Of course he didn't have to look far for Helen and Christopher's two children, their youngest grandchildren. Five-year-old...
Roger Thompson checked his watch as he walked along the promenade deck towards the stern of the ship. It was a little after one o'clock in the morning and he was running a little late courtesy of his own good manners. He had somehow become involved in a discussion about cars and the mechanics involved in fixing them, largely because of the work he'd put in with his father over a four year period restoring a 1949 M.G to its original condition including its original colour British racing...
It was just after two o'clock in the afternoon and the second session of lunch had just finished in the main dining hall and Roger was seated at a table drinking a black coffee. Sitting opposite Roger at the six seater table was Richard Paling flanked by Katie Mosman and Peggy Simpson. Both Katie and Peggy had decided there was enough of Richard's virile member to go round during the times they weren't involved in the late night orgy on the promenade deck where, it was also mutually...
There were two very nervous people on the Fairstar that afternoon. One, Roger Thompson, was sitting in the dining room wondering what he was going to say when, if, Doris walked in and marched to his table with the help, he presumed, of Suzy and Chrissie. He was also panicking about how she would feel about him having revealed to his friends, for surely that's what they were, the whole miserable tale of woe that was their meeting on that holiday in Looe in 1963. But then again did she have...
Roger and Doris were standing outside the theatre as the people began to file out. Eventually they spotted the four people they were waiting to meet. Danielle Pierce was the first to speak as she spotted them standing there holding hands. With a grin she said, "Does this mean what I think it mean? Is this who I think it is?" "Yes and yes. Dani, Frannie, I'd like you to meet my new boyfriend Roger Thompson." She turned to Roger. "Roger, I'd like you to meet my cabin mates Francis,...
The story did indeed have the desired effect. Roger had pumped a fair amount of semen into his granddaughter's pussy while his much younger granddaughter Marianne had looked on giggling. Christopher O'Keefe had pumped a load into his mother-in laws vagina and was working towards a second. Her grandson Christopher had been enjoying bouncing in his grandma's lap while watching his grandpa and also his father Allan as he fucked his sister-in-law Sharon. Further over Helen was still making...
Roger looked around the room, everyone was quiet as they waited for him start the latest story. With the help of Doris of course. Naturally they were also awaiting the return of Derek and Larissa. Roger didn't know how many, if any of them, knew of the reason for their sudden disappearance or if they were just as ignorant as he and Doris were. Everyone had showered and changed into casual clothes. Roger and his two son-in-laws Christopher and Allan were dressed in slacks and polo shirts...
"So are you gonna tell us all about the sexy stuff poppy?" asked Marianne who was now sitting up with her legs crossed at her ankles and her little five —year-old pussy in plain sight. "Of course sweetie pie, you don't think I'd keep you waiting do you?" "Oh goody. Thanks poppy," she said with a giggle as she absently fingered herself. Roger took Doris's hand as he turned to each of his family in turn. "You know we could have given this night a title, except that Doris here's...
"Quite a party that one Roger. But then so was the wedding reception wasn't it.?" Roger looked up and smiled, relieved to see his business partner and best friend standing at the doorway to the lounge with his defacto wife Peggy Simpson and their partner and joint mother of their children, Katie Mosman. "Well it's about time you turned up Richard," said Roger as he stood up and greeted his long time partner with a handshake and a welcoming hug. "Shame you missed out on the...
On an early day in July, I sat in a lawn chair with my bikini barely on. It was so hot and I was ready to take the straps and break them off my moist body. I was feeling rather hot so I went inside my house to take a cool shower. The crisp water flowed down my nipples, splashing between my thighs, and engulfed my body as my protective boyfriend would during sex. It felt so good! I didn’t want to get out but after a about a half an hour I did. I shouldn’t have because someone was waiting for me....
Group SexA few days ago, Elayne received orders to patrol a remote part of the county. She arrived and found only empty villages, abandoned a long time ago. Some buildings were burnt to the ground, and she wondered why she was ordered to come here, as there isn't much of anything left at all. There were no villagers, no a****ls. It was all just ruins. Orders are orders, and she must obey them as they came down from a member of High Council.There had been many rumors that dark minions were moving around...
"Good morning, men. On behalf of the faculty, staff and slaves of the University of Dolcett, I would like to welcome you, the incoming freshman class. I know that most of you have heard something about us, from your fathers, or your older brothers, but now you will be part of over 200 years of grand tradition.""My name is Chancellor Leach, but you can call me Gary. I want you all to know that my door is always open to you. If you need to talk about anything at all, please do feel free to stop...
Mia was more confused than ever when she heard her grandfather say her mother was a prostitute. In the back of her mind she thought her mother might be a slut, but she hadn't wanted to believe her mother was a prostitute. It was a lot for her to cope with, but she still longed to see her mother. On Tuesday night, Mia's Grandma Claudia and Grandpa Martin hadn't said two words to each other. Mia wasn't stupid, she knew something had happened, but she didn't know what. When it came to...
A Life Rekindled. By Trish Jill Wayland had pretty much given up all hope of ever finding happiness, she felt prematurely aged from a failed marriage, childrearing, and loss... Oblivious to her appearance Jill cut a sad and somewhat forlorn figure as she repeated the same mind numbing routines day after day. She could have done anything with her life, but constrained by chains of guilt and habit she simply existed. Every day she avoided her reflection in the mirror, not wanting to...
She had long ago learned not to step on her girlfriends' buzz when they brought up astrology. After all, it's just for fun; nobody actually believes that garbage. Or at least, that's what Adriana hoped. Sometimes their monologues about the placement of the planets would go on long enough that it was hard to tell. But even the most stoic, sensible person would get the creeps in this place. Adriana finished trudging up the hill, and no longer worried about tripping over an inconvenient...
BEFORE YOU GO THINKING I was a really dumb little shit, let me set the record straight about why I was three years in kindergarten. Back then, in those olden days fifty plus years ago, there wasn’t an organized nursery school or preschool program, and kindergartens were taught mostly by volunteers in church basements. That was what got my mother into the classroom. She had been a campaigner for teaching the children of Swedish immigrants how to speak proper English and putting them on the...
Kindred Spirits Floating I felt my eyes opening, and immediately felt like I was falling. But I wasn't falling. I was floating, up in the air, next to the ceiling. The strangest part of this was that I was looking down at my body. This is it I thought! My first out of body experience! My instructor's words came back to me, and I moved down a bit, then around, and floated back and forth as I got used to maneuvering. I heard the end of class chime, and slowly glided back down to my...