Christine lets Craig Cum Inside
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Penny just stood there as Craig waved the DVD at her."What is this?""Looks like a DVD to me.""I mean, who is Kris?""She's my girlfriend.""Girlfriend?""Yes, what part of girlfriend don't you understand?""How long has this been going on?""Six or seven months, give or take.""But why?""Why not? You don't seem all that interested in sex anymore. I could just bring men home instead and make you watch some live action instead of your stupid porn flicks. Maybe that would get you...
Wife LoversI had done more with other boys in the neighborhood when I was around Craig's age, but that seemed to stop just before, or shortly after puberty. Some of them began to realize that it was sort gay to do things like comparing the size of our boners, or play games of truth-or-dare that always lead to the removal of clothing. We should have just called the game "dare" because I don't recall any of my little playmates selecting "truth." It was always somthing along the lines of: "I dare...
This is the third episode in the chronicle of Craig’s Easter break at home. All comments are welcome, including any constructive criticism. There are more stories to follow, enjoy.Carol lay with her head on Craig’s heaving chest, listening to the solid beat of his heart. She could see his flaccid cock lying flat on his tummy, glistening with the residue of his cum and her juices. She moved her head down towards it, first caressing the head with her tongue, then sliding her lips over it,...
Christine walked through the door home from a long day at work just in time to hear the phone ring. "I wonder who that could be," she thought as she hurried to the phone. "Hello," the beautiful young wife said. "Hi Christine," returned a male voice. Christine said pleasantly, "Oh hi Bob. I'm afraid Jim isn't here. Tonight he has class." Bob was a friend of Christine's husband and was a real estate broker. Bob replied, "That's OK Christine. Actually, it was you that I wanted to...
I am not much of a writer, Dont hold it against me because truth is hotter than fiction.This is the story of how I let myself get cucked into oblivion by a man i hate and my beloved wife who i still love. my wife and i were working in the local hotel at the time we both shared a lot of duties and i handled the bar and she the reception and we both took on kitchen jobs here and there.My Wife shall be called Rachel for these> She was 24 and i 25 she was beautiful, busty and curvy not a pin up...
"Hey, you don't talk to me the way you did earlier," David warned Christine later that night. He'd entered her room as usual. He had his t-shirt off and his flannel pajama pants on. His eyes showed anger as he made a fist. "Leave me alone, please!" Christine pleaded. "Not until I get some pussy. Now come here," David said grabbing Christine by the arm. Christine struggled but David threw her on her bed. She was going to have sex with him again, she knew that. This would go on...
The next day at work, Christine waited until Janice came in. Janice's face was glowing and she hummed a sweet tune as she walked in the office. Karen raised a brow. "I see someone must have gotten lucky last night." Janice laughed. "Maybe." "Ah did Tom call you?" Christine giggled. "Uh no, I don't need Tom in my life you know." "Oh? So who's the mystery man?" Karen asked curiously. "That's for me to know and for you to never find out," Janice teased. "Aww come on...
Introduction: originally posted under Unknown User Its been two weeks since we had that afternoon interlude and Susan has called, faxed, emailed or voice mailed me every day with sexual suggestions and innuendoes. So far Ive resisted the urge to give in to her suggestions. Dont get me wrong, she was incredible. Ive never met anyone with a sexual appetite such as hers. Its just that I have been more than satisfied as of late. Christine and I sat down that same evening and talked about what had...
Christine had invited her friend for a sleep over knowing full well that I had the hots for her, just one look at her firm 40inch chest could reduce me to a wreck. Christine breasts were a nice size considering her slim frame about 36c if I recall set off with a delicate candy pink nipple that was to die for. I had an idea that Christine was trying her best to match me up with her mate Sharon and I did not plan on this. Whilst watching the video the two girls were doing there best to...
"Mom? I'm home," Christine said cheerfully as she walked into her house that evening. Her first day of work went smoothly. "Mom?" She repeated but her mother was nowhere in sight. Christine kicked off her shoes, took off her cap and went to the kitchen to pour herself a drink when suddenly she felt a strong hand cover her mouth. She gasped and her eyes widened. "Shhh little sis. Mom's not home right now. We have the house to ourselves." David's deep voice whispered in her ear. His...
Once Carol had scooped up the last dregs of cum from her tits and transferred it to her mouth she announced that she needed to freshen up and top up her wine.Kissing Tom first and then Craig she told them she stood up, “I won’t be long sweetheart,” she said, “ giving her son’s cock a gentle squeeze, “there’s a lot more to tell that should get him to attention again, l need him big and strong when he fucks me.”Craig watched the naked form of his mother cross the room, admiring the sway of her...
I picked up Craig at a local cottage, never seen him in there before, I'd say he was in his early 30s, he must have just finished work as he still had his work overalls and boots on, this is what probably turned me on to him.I did all the usual stuff and asked him if he wanted to go for some fun in the back of my van, he nodded and off we went, for the whole of the journey I kept looking at Craig's thick thighs, it sent a tingle down to my balls, I was horny really fucking horny, just couldn't...
Craig scanned Scot-ads. Several of the advertisements caught his eye. “Maggie Sottero, size 14, strapless, princess style £300” I don’t think so. “Ivory wedding dress. Designer by Debenhams, plain bottom half with train. Needs dry cleaning hence £100” Hmm possible. “Ivory wedding dress, size 14 good condition, detailed bodice with train £60” It was a local number. He pulled out his mobile and dialled the number. It was picked up on the fourth ring. He was so nervous he could hardly keep hold...
Val Smyth was still glowing after the fucking that nineteen-year-old Seb Connors had given her the previous night when she phoned her friend Christine Illingworth. "Hi Chris, well I did it," announced Val."Did what?" asked a still sleepy Christine."Fucked Seb Connors of course," replied Val."Shit, you didn't, was he good?" asked the mid-fifties Christine of her similar-aged friend."Yeah, fucking amazing, I told him that you fancy him too," said Val."You did, what did he say?" responded the now...
MatureLet me tell you, the rest of the afternoon was pretty fucking tense. All three of us knew something would be happening later but we, well mom anyway, acted as if nothing of the sort was afoot. By about 5:00 o’clock, the guys had had a few more beers and decided to go in to watch the end of a game on the golf channel. Good, check!About an hour later, mom and Christine go in to get supper for the k**s but we’re not hungry and decide to pass. Mom goes downstairs to offer dinner to the guys, comes...
Christine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked...
Normally, she was on time before the bell, but instead she decided “why not make an entrance being late”. So the late bell had rung and she walked into her homeroom class. She took her seat which was located in the back, where she noticed a new student. The girl was sitting in the seat next to hers. So she made her way to her seat and looked at the girl, getting better details. The girl was pretty. She had luscious brown hair that looked incredibly smooth, fair even skin tone, her uniform...
As the weeks went on, Christine didn't eat or talk much. She'd lost weight and her pretty face was so pale. She would think about Janice every single day. Though she fought hard not to keep loving her she couldn't help it. Janice had been the only person that had made her heart melt. Christine had been getting very sick. The constant throwing up began to worry her. She figured it was just stress from quitting the job she loved and losing the woman of her dreams. "You're not too well....
A word about each lady … My wife Christine is 50, has dark hair, blue eyes, is about 5’ 6’ and weights bout 120. She has a flat tummy, tight body, 36 D enhanced tits, an amazingly tight squishy and waxed pussy, and an asshole that devours tongues and cocks. I often share her as we pick up guy(s) and girls after our nights out in Chicago. Our daughter Jen is 24, short blonde hair, smooth flawless skin, flat tummy and she also keeps her pussy waxed. I have been fucking Jen since she was...
Paul Barker was of two minds about his daughter moving back into the family home after finally giving up on her no-good bum of a husband. He and his wife, Jessie, had expressed strong doubts at the time, but the headstrong 18 year old had eloped and run off to Reno and, when they returned, it was too late for their cooler heads to prevail. She was married, and had already been pregnant. The baby girl, whom the proud parents named Christine, was born six months after the elopement. No honest...
Penny was growing weary of her husband's disinterest in sex. They had only been married for five years. It was the second marriage for both of them, and they weren't teenagers anymore, but they were far from dead.He had still been married when they met, but had been separated and living apart from his soon to be ex-wife. He had been quite charming and attentive, but she had refused to sleep with him until the divorce was final. He did not have any kids and her son was grown and living on his...
MILFI often say this when writing about Christine - if you haven't previously read about my encounters with her then it will probably help to go back and read some. Christine isn't a fictional character created for the benefits of these pages - she's 100% real and all my stories are completely true, told as accurately as I can recall and without any embellishment whatsoever.Folklore would have you believe that there are women out there who guys can call on at any given time for sex and I'm sure...
In my senior year of high school, we had a new student that transferred in. His name was Craig, he was a big k** standing 6'4 and weighed a good 240lbs. Dude was all muscle and no fat. He was put on the Football team immediately. Our school was known for winning State championships. We played hard and often hung out together. Craig was a Running Back and I was a Tight end. Being 5'10 and 190 lbs I was nicknamed "the Bulldog" little but fierce. Craig and i became fast...
Christine DiesIt was with some reluctance that Yuri finally agreed commission a statue of the sex slave he had murdered with his own hands by burying her alive. Stipulations: she must be life-size; completely naked; realistic to the last detail. No other material but gold was good enough. There were enough photographs of Christine in her nakedness so that lack of realism would never be an issue, and as for gold - Yuri's fortune could purchase the most glamorous of living women and would have no...
Walking through the kitchen and grabbing a few beers on the way, Craig moves into the den. Finally, a Saturday where he does not have to share the tv with Lonny’s kids. Great kids but it is football and kids are just in the way. Sitting in the big chair, he is so very happy that his brother, Julie, and the kids are spending the weekend at the state park. Grabbing the bowl of chips he had gotten from the counter, popping one of the beers, he clicks on the tv and searches for the game. The...
ReluctanceI had told her I was in the mood for a ‘hard session’. I had been building some frustration after my session at Ben’s with Charlie, wishing I had let Ben go ahead and let him do whatever he wanted to me in front of Charlie, rather than restrict him as I had, but I had also determined I wanted to go much further than Ben’s average. Even the extras that Ben had added that summer was not helping with my craving; having learnt the extent of BDSM play undertaken by my sister and others that I knew,...
Christine awoke in the middle of the night. Jonny was fast asleep next to her, but she only knew because she could feel his warm body pressed against hers, under the blankets. The room was pitch black, it was the middle of the night. There was movement in Jonny’s bedroom, though. Christine couldn’t place it. ‘Elizabeth?’ she said softly. There was a sharp intake of breath. Christine’s eyes were adjusting a bit to the dark, and she could make out Elizabeth’s figure, near the door. ‘I’m gonna...
Over the next couple of weeks, Penny and Kris met twice for drinks and one time for dinner. Craig had started asking if she was seeing another guy, but she could honestly answer no to that. She did, however, make a snide remark about how maybe she should find another guy and let him watch to remind him how it was done. Surprisingly, he did not respond to that the way she thought he would. Talking all this time with Kris was changing her, though she had not realized it until now.Penny decided...
CuckoldChristine was four years younger than I. She was a petite woman. Only 5’1” in height. She weighed a mere 99 pounds. However. She was all woman. Hot blooded. passionate, sexually provocative and was fascinated with men who packed larger than average equipment.I met Christine at a party at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. She presented as a lively, intelligent, professional woman. She was a CPA with a major national firm. During the event, I began to put the move on her. I was not the only man trying. She...
“Where’s your aunt?” my mom aks.“She’s just cleaning a little getting coffee and desert ready” I answer. Smiling all the while. A few minutes go by and Christine yells out“Mark, coffee’s ready, can you give me a hand please”Of course I practically run to the kitchen and Christine is still at the cutting board, coffee cups all lined up, cappuccino machine going. “How can I help you aunt Christine?” I ask going behind her and rubbing her ass very gently. “Hmm, don’t please, It’ll show that I’m...
Last night I stopped at Christine's, when I got there she was watching the tv, so I put my arm round her kissed her on lips & moved my hand towards her ginger minge moving her knickers to one side finger fucking her, I opened her dressing gown & pulling her nighty up feeling her tits I then got her a lay down on the settee I was feeling her all over kissing her then sucking her tits with my fingers in her cunt, then she said it fuck me please so I got up removed my jeans & underwear...
Cette histoire vient de mon imaginaire…Même si les personnages sont inspiré de connaissance ^^Quand elle arrive chez elle, sa grand-mère demanda « alors cette journée ? »« Que de surprise Mamie et j’espère que celle de demain va m en réserver plus »Les choses qu’elle avait vu hier, l’avait très excité, elle eu du mal à dormir, sa petite chatte était encore chaude et collante, elle repensa aux bites qu’elle avait vu, la façon dont elles rentraient dans une femme puis s’endormie dans sa chambre,...
Where were we? Oh yes. Christine just kept on driving after I had made her cum in her car while she was driving me home. But as the other story says, she wanted me to be her slave for a few hours. You might remember Christine. Long legged aunt, who always wear skirts and nylons that just clings to her skin. So I sit back in the Mercedes’ warmed leather seats and I let her take charge. She’s driving, and I turn around a little, ogling her. Her breasts are pointing forward and, since she just...
My eyes slowly started to open as I could feel a beam of light on my face. Soon I opened my eyes before putting my hand above my eyes to block off the light. I realized it was the sun coming through drapes that I didn't recognize. I quickly sat up looking around the bedroom I was in but nothing was familiar. "What the hell?" I said softly as I continued to scan the room. I started to feel cold when I looked down seeing that I was completely naked. I started to panic as I looked around the...
In the previous part of this story, my mom had confided some pretty hot stuff about aunt Christine at my mom’s wedding. Which left me in an uncomfortable state, if I might put it that way. But life is not a never ending sex fiesta. Life normally is, err normal (having a slow day here people but stay with me). Just to put you back in context, this is around the holiday period and we’re planning our own, intimate family Christmas party. Just our own closely knit family. My mom, my dad, 2 sisters,...
I suppose I should start by telling you a few details about myself. My name is Ellen; I'm about 5ft 7" tall. I have dark hair streaked with blond and copper and my eyes are blue. My breasts are a 38c, I won't tell you my weight but lets just say I'm not small. About a year ago I was on the Internet constantly, talking to men in chat rooms. It was great; I could escape into a different world and become a different person. I used to tell them I was 23 years old, a size 10, with 38d...
vendredi 22 décembredernier jour du boulot avant les vacances, j'avais prévenu christine que je lui réservait un petit cadeau de noel!18h, tout le monde est parti à part les agents d'entretiens, je me dirige vers le bureau de christine! J'entre sans frapper, elle est au téléphone avec son mari, il lui reproche d'etre toujours au bureau, je lui fais signe de raccrocher, ce qu'elle fait rapidement! elle se leve, elle est superbe, chemisier bleu ciel, pull et pantalon bleu foncé, escarpins bleus,...
Go to hers this morning, Christine's I mean knocks on the door, She open it with a funny look on her face, come in her says, so in I goes she sits at the table & says I've got something to ask you, I have seen your car in the carpark at the bottom of my mum's street, I hope you haven't been fucking my mum, would I, yes you would you bastard, Well all I can say is no I haven't & for the car being in the carpark I needed a bit of shopping, ( I'm thinking silly fucking slag of course I've...
Monday morning I have arrived at the office around 7am dressed in female professional business clothes , sexy underwear , the breast prosthetic 38DD ,and my blonde wig.On Friday I had left as Chris dressed in a suit Michelle had destroyed my masculinity reprogrammed me to suck cock ,any big cock , dress in ladies clothing and enjoy being Christine the Sissy Slut, being fucked in my boy pussy. Worship Cock. I had sold my BMW M sport car and bought a Nissan Leaf . Given all my male clothing to...
“Hey Justin*.” I returned the smile and removed my sunglasses, “Well, well if it isn’t my favourite sales lady, hey Christine, how is things?” She chuckled at my half-compliment, “Not too bad, business is slow though.” I nodded my head, placed my helmet on the counter and leaned on my arms next to it, “Yeah I hear you, having a slow time myself.” Christine is almost ten years my senior, after her divorce I’ve been flirting regularly with her, but never actually tried to...
Christine ist 22, studiert und verdient sich nebenbei etwas Geld in dem sie Nachhilfe in Mathe gibt. Sie hat für ihre Größe (knapp 1,60 Meter) mächtige Brüste, die schön steil nach oben gerichtet sind und einen geilen Arsch schön voll und rund, aber dennoch sehr fest, wie geschaffen für einen Arschfick. Christine sitzt gerade in einer Vorlesung. Sie trägt einen langen schwarzen Rock und ein schwarzes Top mit tiefem Ausschnitt wodurch man einen perfekten Einblick auf ihre Titten hat, begünstigt...
Hi. My name is Chris, though some know me as Christine. I am John Collins’ mistress. We care deeply for each other. John “keeps” me, he supports me financially and in return it is my pleasure to keep his sex life exciting, as well as to entertain any of his gentleman friends who drop over.It all began innocently enough, I suppose, when I had just turned eighteen and had moved out from my family’s home to be on my own. To support myself, I worked as a landscaper as well as a housepainter. I was...
Most of these stories go on and on with people having sex all the time, every time they meet, at every occasion. Well, we’re a family you see. Things don’t happen that way with us. Sure I tried coping a feel of mom’s tits, I brushed against her but she pushed me away; always looking at me with a reproachful smile, but a smile nonetheless.In fact, a few weeks after my experience with mom, she told me, again at the breakfast table, that she had absolutely loved making love to me but that would be...
I met Ruth at college when I was nineteen, she was a twenty-five-year-old teaching assistant in another department. We clicked and soon enough were an item. Things were smooth for a few years, but as sometimes happens, we drifted apart and broke up a year after I finished my bachelor degree. I moved away from town for a couple of years for a job but came back for a better one. My second week back in town I bumped into Ruth at a local bar. One thing led to another and we ended up in...
Anthony and David wandered back in shortly before one to find everything under control in the kitchen and that lunch would be ready in half an hour. "Good timing," said Anthony winking at Mark. "Now, what would you lovely ladies like to drink?" "What? Lunchtime drinking, Daddy?" asked Victoria in mock horror. "Hols, my dear," replied Anthony airily, "and welcoming our little lovebirds home." "Oh well then, lager please, Daddy." "Darling?" "Guess." "Mark what about...
At dinner they were asked whether they had started to think about the wedding yet. "Yes," said Victoria, "April but we haven't decided where. The church here is too small and the nearest one to Craig Hill is at Ripley. We looked at Ripon Minster the day before yesterday but it's much too grand. We'd like to go and look at the church at Thirsk tomorrow. Mark did suggest Richmond and let the regiment do the catering but I'd much rather have the reception here." "So would I," said...
Life went on much as normal. Mark and Victoria found their relationship deepening still further. Not only did they still often speak as one but also they found themselves thinking as one. Equally, in conversation with others, one might produce a complete non sequitur but the other picked it up without a pause. Mark found too that a similar empathy as his one with Serena evolved. Victoria, with her relationship with Rupert, went further and was always aware of Mark's moods, even at a...
The following year went by in a flash. The last six weeks before Anthony handed over were organised chaos. He was promoted to Lieutenant-General with a job once more in London. He was also appointed KBE, Knight of the Order of the British Empire and so became Lieutenant-General Sir Anthony Collins KBE. Frances became Lady Collins, which she giggled about observing that she would have to start behaving herself. They would move back to their flat in London. Mark sent a signal to Peter Instead...
We had been married about 12 years when I was offered the post in Grand Cayman. Warm all year, too hot in summer best beach in the world. Turquoise sea like a tepid to warm bath.i had to work of course Chris was free most of the time but she did some part time jobs to pass the time. I had bought her a new vibe to play with a rabbit from Ann Summers and she loved it. The first time she felt those soft vibrating finger things again her clit with the main stem in her she came so so hard. I thought...
Craig story for postingShe is yours for the tacking!! I have left my sissy chained to tree waiting to be used. We begin begin your transformation from loving boyfriend to my precious Gumdrop the slut. I begin by stripping all your man close off of you and leaving them on the floor. I tell you have sexy you will be once we get all that ugly hair off of you. No man wants a hairy girl. You MUST also be very clean for the men you will service. They wont a slut but not a dirty whore. I will help you...
Nathan and I parted company at Hermit. Now that's a crazy name for a town! Three hours out of Hermit, I realized how much I had relied on a partner to ride with me. Specifically, I came upon eight Comanches who had just attacked a buckboard. A man way lying dead in the driver's seat and a woman was struggling with two of the Indians who were dragging her down from the seat. I really had no choice if I was going to live with myself, so I pulled up one of my shotguns and raced toward the six...
Before leaving town, we purchased a Henry rifle for Jane to use. I wanted her to try the shotguns out, because I wanted to get at least one for her to use. If necessary, I was willing to drop down to 16-gauge for her, but that was cutting awfully far into the number of balls in each shell. I hoped that she could use a 10-gauge or a 12-gauge, but we did need to experiment. The gunsmith was willing to let us test fire some shotguns to see which one would do best for her, so we gave them all a...
October brought the Confidential Report season and Mark was duly summoned to the CO's office to read his and, if he dared, comment on it before signing it. In fact, he was thrilled with it, particularly the grading of Very Good, two below Outstanding at the top but above Above Average, which he was later to learn that 60% of officers at that time got. Needless to say there was subsequently a revision of the grading system. Nevertheless, as the Adjutant told him afterwards, very few National...
The following Saturday Elspeth had to go into Harrogate so she collected Serena from school. Mark and Serena went riding in the afternoon. With the long summer evening they were not constrained by time so they took the horsebox and drove up to the moors to ride. Not only did they thoroughly enjoy the freedom and beauty of the moors but were able to talk a lot too. Serena's thoughts on what she wanted to do were beginning to crystallise and Mark was amazed that they were so close to...
Mark returned to Tidworth the next day and got on with his job. He was glad in many ways to have the evenings to himself but began to find he did not have enough to occupy him. He decided that he would do a study of the Peninsula War. He had covered it briefly at Eaton Hall but not in any depth. He rang the librarian at Sandhurst who kindly lent him a number of books. Nevertheless, for an active young man it was not enough. He joined the cricket team and that helped. He also swam three...
Once again Victoria looked delectable when she presented herself at Mark's flat. She wore a pink silk blouse and pale blue skirt to just below her knees. As usual she wore next to no makeup. Her legs were bare. Mark wore a light blue open-necked shirt and sand coloured trousers. They looked appreciatively at each other before gently kissing. "I could eat you up," whispered Mark in her ear. She bit his gently and whispered back, "I've started on you, you yummy man." "What would you...
The journey went uneventfully. The girls chattered away allowing Mark only a few observations but Victoria's hand never left his thigh. They had a pleasant lunch. The Braithwaites bade them farewell and they all set off again. They arrived at Craig Hill about five and were given a huge welcome by David and Elspeth. After tea Anthony and Frances went to their room. The girls went to visit the horses. Elspeth had indeed given Serena Lulu's filly, which she had named Esmerelda, and Serena...
Serena had gone by the time Mark and Victoria came down for breakfast. Elspeth was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee reading the paper. "Hello, my dears," she said rising to kiss them. "Good morning. What would you like for breakfast?" "Don't worry," said Victoria. "I'll do it." "Not on your last morning in my house you won't," said Elspeth fiercely. Victoria flinched and Elspeth with a peal of laughter enfolded her in a hug. "I thought we were family,"...