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"No!" Miss Harcourt cried, "For gods sake No!" as I levelled Mr Cambridge's antique duelling pistol to aim not at Mr Simon Harcourt's head but instead the imaginary spot eight inches above his head whereby the ball would drill a third hole in direct line with his eye sockets. "Why should I spare him?" I demanded, "He has wounded me with his tongue and now his piece." "He, he is young and foolish," she shouted, "And noble in defending my honour!" I held the piece...
"We are here," Dexter said interrupting Solaria and Adrian. Adrian was lying on his back as Solaria's large body bounced up and down on his dick. Solaria expertly rode his dick without causing her massive body to crush Adrian underneath her. "Just a moment," Solaria responded as she felt Adrian's body tense under hers. Adrian nodded as he stared up at her enormous tits bouncing up and down. "I'm cumming," Adrian's body tensed as he shot his cum deep inside Solaria. Immediately she...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMaribel was from Monterrey, Mexico and my wife, Janie, and I decided to take her in as a boarder while she worked on getting her papers. Her older brother worked in my construction company, so I was more than willing to show a little benevolence. Jane was not completely on board with us taking on a boarder, and after meeting Maribel at the bus station was even more skeptical, but over time, she welcomed it, as Maribel quickly and unapologetically ingrained herself into our routines, helping...
Straight SexPart One Carly Shay and Freddy Benson, both dressed in Dukes of Hazard garb, Carly in a pair of tight Daisy Duke hotpant shorts, come traipsing down the stairs from the iCarly studio looking for Sam who's sitting on the couch watching TV. "Sam, what are you doing?" Carly asked her. "Watching the news," Sam replies. "You're supposed to be upstairs with us rehearsing for iCarly," Carly reminds her friend. "Let's go." "No, wait," Sam says. "Just let me watch the next story. I...
"Begin!", snapped the Armsmaster. Pagan spun, drew, flicked the thumb-safety off, fired six rounds, safed the pistol, reholstered - in one continuous, uninterrupted, motion - and announced, "Clear!" The Armsmaster pressed the button, to retrieve the targets, and glanced down at the stopwatch in his hand. "It's unreal, ' the old warrior thought, 'he's beaten every record in the books - including his own previous ones. Those shots were so close together, I'd have thought they came...
THE GUEST The girl has been told by her Master that He had invited a guest to spend two weeks with Him. This guest, the girl was told, is a Master who, while spending time as her Master’s guest would have the rights of dominance and the girl will serve him however he wants her to serve him. The girl was told that the guest would move into her bedroom and would take over that bedroom for two weeks. The girl thought about what would happen. It felt like the guest was taking...
Most people do not think Bigfoot exists but I am living proof that they do but I will get to that later in the story. First off let me introduce myself. I am Camellia McIntyre but my friends call me Cami. I am twenty-five years old and been married to Professor Morgan McIntyre who teaches Archaeology at the University of New Mexico. He has taken a sabbatical over the summer to partake in an archaeology dig in Peru, South America for three months and I decided to go with him. We had just been...
Monster SexI work in an upscale hotel in Dallas, Texas and there is no shortage of good looking women who stay at and visit our hotel. Since I am a part of the guest service team, I have a lot of interaction with our guests and visitors. One of my myriad of work assignments is to make sure our guests are well cared for. We have a full time concierge who tends to the personal whelms and desires of our uber-wealthy clientele. One evening not too long ago, one of our frequent guests, an international...
HardcoreDinner in the city had been a lot of fun. My husband’s colleague was in town so we took him out to a nice restaurant. I love dressing up. Since this was a quasi-business meeting, I chose one of my more conservative cocktail dresses, although it still presented my best assets in a very favorable way. It’s one of my favorites: a black form fitting, mid-thigh, drop shoulder dress. I work-out like a fiend and this dress shows off my toned arms and shoulders.My husband’s colleague is very handsome,...
Well. She had almost everything. Zendaya was horribly bored. The whole state has been locked up for months, and there were only so many times you could stream Tiger King, or watch Avatar the Last Airbender on Netflix. She found herself being driven mad, pacing around her estate. She had more room there than most people could imagine, but it still felt like a prison to her, the walls of the gated yard closing in on her. So that’s how the young world-famous celebrity found herself jumping...
I knelt at my wife’s grave and laid a bouquet of her favorite flowers on it. It had been three years to the day since I laid her in it. Memories raced through my mind; our first date, our first kiss, our wedding, the birth of our daughter. On and on the memories went, until I once again faced the stark moment when it all ended. Injured in a car crash, Karen had died in the back of an ambulance before I even knew what had happened. I never had a chance to say goodbye to the woman who had shared...
SeductionThe Guest Belladonna [Author's Note: As with every January in recent years, I try to do something different for my first story of the New Year. That being said, I hope you enjoy it. The boss to secretary stories start next month; I promise!] A knock on the duplex's door prompted Fran to force a smile to her face. She had long become accustomed to the act she had to perform for her guests. It was something she had become well skilled at since she began renting out the...
As I lay there on your chest, I can still feel your hard cock against my wet pussy. You here some one pulling in the drive way and a panicked look comes across your face. You start to buck up trying to get me off of you. I look up to make sure your hands are still hand cuffed to the bed posts and reach for your blind fold and put it on you. ‘What are you doing? Let me go, my wife is home, you have to hide!’ You see a smile come across my face as I place the blind fold over your eyes. ‘Shhh…...
Hi ISS readers, it’s been a while I shared my last experience. So here I am with a new story. So this actually happened in Mumbai where I was for an official trip. I am 26 year old living in Delhi. I was in Mumbai for a project and I was required to be there for 2 weeks. The client has set me up in their guest house which was situated in Dadar. Guest house was simple, 4 rooms on the 4th floor of that building. There was a care taker named Vishnu, he was from Nepal and a cook name Preeti, she...
“Wanted – Bold and Professional ladies for a post of Guest Relations and Entertainment for a reputed company. Salary no bar but applicant must be bold, outgoing and attractive. Interested applicants please contact…”, Urmila read the advertisement twice again, carefully this time, reading each words and lines and registering them in her mind. She carefully noted the phone number too before keeping down the newspaper. Urmila had passed her bachelor’s degree in a conventional subject last year but...
It was a beautiful place. Tall trees and thick bushes sprawled across all around me. I was making my way through a dense foliage. We had come for an excursion into these forests. We were put up in a lonely guest house in the midst of the forest. We had arrived yesterday late evening by bus. After a long day in the bus, I had felt dizzy in the morning. So I had skipped the group trekking. Even though Renu and some of my friends had volunteered to stay with me, I turned them down. I said that it...
LesbianCallie wrote the check to pay for four rooms and tore it out of her checkbook before handing it to the woman behind the check-in counter. The woman looked at the check for a moment, but didn't say any words of thank you. She just pulled her receipt book forward and wrote the receipt, which she handed over without comment. Callie remembered the sour-faced woman from more than forty years of visits, particularly when Callie and the woman had been much younger. The woman had been a sour-faced...
Ham ko, mujhe aur mere pati ko, unke ek dost ne raat ke khane par bulaya tha. Wo friday ka din tha. Mere pati ke dost ka ghar Gurgaon me tha jo ki hamare ghar se thoda door tha kyon ki hamara ghar to Delhi me hai. Ham wahan sham ko pahunche aur ham ne unke dost aur unki wife ke sath bahut achha samay bitaya. Raat ka khana bahut achha tha. Khane ke pahle ham ne unke drawing room me baith kar drinks bhi kiya tha. Pahle drinks aur uske baad me khana, in sab me kafi raat ho gai thi. Un ke dost ne...
Pamper Parlour Mum: Pushy & Proud By DebWeb. "Mum please stop this and let me go play with my friends." "Stop complaining, you know I have a reputation to uphold as the owner of a new beauty salon business. We have to look immaculate at all times. It impresses the customers and attracts new ones." "But mum..." "No buts just sit still while I fix your hair." I knew when my mother would not budge and this was one of those moments. I had planned on a nice day playing with my...
HumorNot my work, but another great read I wish I had come up with... I would have loved to be the wife! All credit goes to Argus!Authors name: Argus ([email protected])Story title : Guest Room--------------------------------------------------------This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Pleasedon't remove the author information or make any changesto this story. You may post freely to non-commercial"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.Thank you for your...
?I had a sneaking suspicion that someday you?d come for me,? said Darwin Caulden, to his mysterious guest.?In fact, I think I knew you?d come.? Darwin let a smile float to his lips. He sat in a green chair next to an oaken coffee and a floral patterned sofa.A cigarette burned readily in an ornate glass ashtray.He grabbed at the cigarette with his index and middle finger and slid it into his lips hastily. ?So it?s time already, I suppose?? said Darwin, his voice estranged by the...
I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFThe military band sounded like a bunch of Nilfeheim kids blowing through plastic hoses and with about as much skill, punctuated by an instrument that made a noise that would put a wounded Fangsnapper to shame. Fectiv whispered:” If that is their best band used for ceremonies, I wonder how their beginners sound?” Ninio had a hard time whispering so it seemed, even though I knew he tried.”I can’t wait to get me a few recordings. Can you imagine them playing Funtuty tunes?” I shrugged.” I...
I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFTHU’S VOYEUR GUEST – Part 1It’s fun watching people having sex – it’s a sort of ingrained feeling of naughtiness, a forbidden pleasure – watching something that is usually considered to be private. It’s a vicarious pleasure that we enjoy alone or together while we masturbated each other and admiring a man’s cock or a woman’s breasts or the fullness of her labia lips. Thu and I been having too much “snack sex” – it was still sex in that my penis was penetrating her vagina, but it was aimed at a...
I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFSheila Metcalf stayed at the same seaside Guest House two or three times a year and had done over the last fifteen years or so. She originally went there with her late husband Colin, but sixty-one-year-old Sheila had continued to be a frequent guest since being widowed.She was almost family to the owners, Tony and Christine Walker, who were only in their early thirties when Sheila first went there with Colin. The Walker's son Sean was only a two-year-old when Sheila first saw him so she had...
MaturePLEASE NOTE: This isn't a true story (or even based on a true story), this is just a fantasy story from the depths of my imagination, though it is set in a real life location. This part doesn't contain any sex, it's just the build up.--------------------------------------------------------------------------I'm standing here in my dimly lit up dungeon, in the basement of my Mistress Chrissy's home. I'm alone, naked, and bored trying to find something to occupy my mind as I've been locked in the...
Here's another one that is not really for someone with a short attention span :) ...if you like it, I always appreciate any comments ...cheers! After a hectic day of travel, mundane project meetings and having to resolve other people's problems, I was looking forward to checking into the hotel to unwind, relax and indulge myself with some relief of the workday stress. As I drove to the hotel, I couldn't resist smiling to myself as I thought of the hotel as "Grace's hotel". Recalling some of our...
I first met Jerry Winston while we were standing in the freshman registration line at Case Eastern Reserve University. It was obvious that we were; a) new students and b) freshmen as we had the proverbial 'deer in the headlights' look about us. I started up a conversation with Jerry because everyone does while they're standing in long lines. By the time we actually advanced far enough that we could see the registrars' desk we were friends. By the time we actually got registered for classes...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Our house was built in the 1960 es and is old fashioned. We have a lovely guest room adjoining our bedroom which Consequently was to be the staging area of an exquisite sexual adventure for my wife Manju and I . In six years of marriage Manju has become quite sexy and we have talked sex , man and women freely . Last year a friend of mine was visiting from Banglore and was staying with us. His wife remained at home, 1000 Kms away. One evening we all...
EroticI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My uncle was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in her...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in...
MILFDes fois il y a des journées comme ça qui sont faites pour mal se passer… On ne sait pas pourquoi mais cela arrive. Est-ce à cause des astres? Ou bien de ce qu'on appelle le destin? Ou pour les plus superstitieux d'entre nous, est-ce à cause d'un sortilège ou d'une malédiction? Personne ne peut le dire… Ce qui est sûr c'est que quand une journée est partie pour mal tourner, c'est difficile de changer cela! Nous avons justement rendez-vous avec une jeune fille qui va connaître une telle journée....
I want to tell the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse, on the Pacific coast of Colombia, in South America. But I must give you some background first.I had graduated from university here in London and had then taken a year out travelling around the world. On my travels across Europe and Asia, I had pursued my passion for photographing the natural world. I had set up a website and posted updates almost every...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFAbout ten minutes later, after donning his skeleton costume, Jim followed Trina to the dungeon. With his cock hanging limply out of the costume, Jim entered the dungeon. Jim observed that Melissa was eagerly slurping away at Courtney's pussy. Courtney was moaning and writhing on the exam table to which she was secured. Jim turned to Cindy. "Cindy, my pet, come and suck me hard." In less than a minute, Cindy had his nine inch projectile ready to launch. Jim started the portable cameras,...
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As I got home I heard chatting, from across the street and noticed my opposite neighbour was out on her balcony having lunch with a friend about the same age. I'd sometimes seen her coming and going, a woman a couple of years older than me, maybe late thirties, quite attractive and certainly with a body that looked younger and fitter than that. I'd often looked down from my 3rd floor window into her 2nd floor flat and wondered if I'd catch a glimpse of her in her undies or naked but sadly...
'Just give me a better offer.' The man smiled as he lighted a cigar. He held all the cards and both knew it. Had this man been submissive, Seth would hav easily been able to persuade his client, but this was not the case and he could not use his dom tactics here. The compagnie was not doing well and only two branches were still active. Seth's was one of them. Paper was just not sold much anymore and there were too many suppliers for a small market. However this client would mean that his...
Quick synopsis of Tim, during my divorce I was lonely, most all the friends went with my ex as women need support during divorces right? Tim and I met in one of the old Yahoo chat rooms, Divorced Dad's or Single Parent, which ever? Anyway we find that we live about 20 minutes from each other. He and I had formed a close friendship doing things together, groceries, movies, in general hanging out, dinners at each other's place, watching TV, things like that. Until one night through some strange...
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Poor Jeremy, Kristen thought as she pulled the freshly laundered sheets from the dryer. She walked down the hall with them bundled in her arms toward the guest room. With the k**s away at camp she was taking advantage of the uninterrupted days to get caught up on housework and projects. That was, until, her husband's best friend had called and said he'd like to come down to visit for a couple days. Her husband Brandon, and Jeremy had been friends since c***dhood. Until recently, Jeremy had been...
It was the second day at the guest house. The two caretakers, Sheethal and Lekha, had informed my teachers that I would require one more day of rest . They had also convinced my teachers that they would take care of me and there was no need for anybody to miss out another great day of trekking. So my teachers and the girls had gone out early in the morning for another of their trekking. As I got ready and came out of my room, I saw the cook and the security guard, but the two caretakers were no...
LesbianWow. You guys won’t believe what happened to me last month. I posted this completely made-up piece about how I’d imagined that Celeste kept a mountain hideaway somewhere, a time-share condo, let’s say, where she went to get away from it all and to get time to write her reviews. From time to time (I speculated) she would call on some likely youth to come visit and help her do her research; after all, one aspect of rating fiction is by its plausibility, and sometimes...
You awake in the large, fluffy bed. Your Girlfriend Cait would love it here. Squinted, your eyes observe the thick golden bedpost. They look antique, you think to yourself. One look around in your room and you have to acknowledge that just this small guest room must be worth more than, than everything you own back at home. Hell, the bed alone should be enough for that. While looking around, you hear a rambling in the corner, right where you lay down your clothes the day before. You shot up and...
BDSMI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFI will begin with explaining that there is nothing extraordinary about me. I was born into a modestly wealthy family of a reasonable social class. Having lost my parents rather early in life, I was shipped off to my grandmother’s where an army of servants and sycophants could ensure my proper education. In person, I am a tall woman with a dark look about me that has always ensued comparisons to gypsies or the fey. I am somewhat statuesque and have always maintained a wardrobe of jewel tones...
Seymour & Sarah By Alice Barry "Oy vey, Seymour what have you done to yourself?" said my mother as she entered my apartment unannounced. I knew I should have never given her a key for emergencies. "Whatever are you doing here Mother? Haven't I told you to call before dropping in?" "Don't blame me young man, what in God's name are you doing in a dress? And why is lipstick smeared around your face?" "Mama, I did not want you to find out like this. This is who I am...
To back into the swing of things, Audra was taken on her first patrol. She has several soldiers accompanying her, including Kate. Unlike Gunnar’s recon patrols where he often went solo, this is a patrol of the surrounding area. The group is led by Major Zola, a stern woman who has been with the group and General Eisley since the beginning. She is in her early forties and still retains a lot of her beauty despite the peppering of grey in her chestnut colored hair. “This patrol is routine,”...
Despite our fear of what the rumour mill could do to us, it took our friends just a few days to defuse the situation, and by the time exams rolled around, it was almost a forgotten issue. Our secret was still relatively safe, although the number of people that knew about it had doubled. But because we shared similar backgrounds, that first meeting Beckie Sommers suggested became the foundation of strong friendships that have lasted several decades. It was the week before Christmas, and we...
The months seem to pass quickly for Audra. The intelligence that she had collected from the rebel leader, Leah, had proved useful. Many raids were conducted and slowly the Scourge’s breeding ranks overflowed. She had also gained the trust of the queen, yet she still hadn’t been made a stalker. She was told that she was, but Audra couldn’t do that which Saige or any of the other stalkers could—control a red fungus skin of her own. The only thing she seemed able to do is control the chasers and...
New Years came and went with out notice. A week or so later, Jim gathered Trina, Cindy, and Melissa in Cindy's quarters in the early evening. Jim gave all his pets gift wrapped boxes. The girls excitedly tore into the wrapping paper and threw the box tops aside. Then they saw the new clothes. Jim's pets weren't all that happy with the clothes. They said they had become comfortable being nude and didn't really need clothes. Jim just smiled at the girls. He then pointed something out to...
The House Guest: Pt 1...This story is pure fiction. Therefore it is not intended to portray any actual events... I grew up on the quiet side of town, up by the country side. I had a typical famly, mom and dad were still together, my Granparents were still around. There was also my estranged Aunt Rachel, plus did I mention my baby brothr was on the way, making me the older chiild, having just turned fifftein at the time. Everything was fairly normal, until one day...It all began with a phone...
They had unexpectedly had some time together for a fuck in the afternoon, and seventeen-year-old Sean Walker and sixty-one-year-old Sheila Metcalf were wanting more. Their chances would be limited by time if nothing else because Sheila would be leaving the Guest House after one more full day and two nights, and they really needed the place empty apart from themselves to be able to do what they wanted to do.After the evening meal, Sheila spent a little time in the back garden with Sean's parents...
MatureCathy could feel her stress level start to decrease as she drove out of town in her dad’s F150 pickup heading into the mountains. Her freshman year of college had sucked in about every way possible with the exception of she had passed all of her classes, and gotten the number of credit hours she needed for both semesters.She was heading for a girl's weekend with Sherry and Janice. They would set up camp tonight, Thursday night, and then they would do some serious hiking in the mountains just...
Monster SexThe cold air coming in from darkness of the open window wakes me up. I am sleeping naked with only the sheet and no blanket, which was enough on the previous nights. But tonight is clearly much colder. Shivering, I rise up and look outside via the open window. It is still perfectly dark, and Kate turns off all the outside lights for the night. I can just about make out the trees close to the house, and only seeing the light of the stars change to total darkness gives out where the sky ends and...
Several days since her betrayal to her fellow humans, Audra is awakened to noise. Not needing to don on any clothing, she leaves the small room she had been given for her loyalty. Rather than being turned into a breeder, she was told she was going to be made a stalker like Saige. Of course, that all still depended on the accuracy of the information she had provided. Once outside, she notices the bustle of guardians, stalkers and chasers. The queen isn’t taking any chances. Audra assumes that...