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...
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...
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...
So we are sat in the front room bord,,nothing on tv and iv been looking at xmaster all morning and feeling horny as hell. so i look to my beautiful wife and ask if she is up for fulfillling my fantasy she looks at me and ses "what would you like me to do" finding it hard to say what i want, i thought id write it,, i start by taking the laptop up stairs and placing it the bed room so i can vidio every thing that is about to happen. i then strip so i can go and take a shower as i get in the...
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...
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...
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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...
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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...
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