Sheila Mclean
- 2 years ago
- 25
- 0
Sophie had received a distressing call from her realestate agent and had wasted no time in leaving the Hampton. Despite the awful traffic, she had finally made her way to the charming Tribeca block of the condo she wanted. She smoothIy parallel parked on what she hoped would be her new street. This wasn’t the moment to moon over her nonexistent love life.
She needed to get up there and save the apartment she had worked so hard to find or her heart would be broken beyond repair. There were many more fish in the sea, romantically speaking, but t here was only one perfect New York condo, and she would be damned if she’d lose it Her agent hadn’t been very forthcoming over t he phone stating merely that another buyer was offering to pay cash for the place, and that the sellers were tempted to take it.
Maybe they already had. The fucking Long Island Expressway had been awful; Sophie was 25 minutes late, and her agent wasn’t responding to her texts. She raced up the stairs t o t he top floor, praying that she had gotten there in time. The door was wide open, and she saw t he young married couple w ho owned the place shaking hands wit h a dark-haired man whose back was to her. The sleazy real estate agent stood off to one side, smiling like the cat that ate the canary.
We’re so pleased this all worked out,” said the woman, handing over the keys. It was a pleasure doing business with you,” said the man who had stolen Sophie’s dream home. His voice sounded familiar. As Sophie stepped across the threshold, the slim man turned to face her, and she gasped. It was Tai. When he fixed her with his beautiful dark eyes, Sophie didn’t know what to feel. The sight of him set her pussy involuntarily throbbing, but at the same time she felt furious and humiliated.
How had he known she was going to close on this place? And how could he be so cure l as to steal it from her? The couple brushed pas t, re fusing to meet her eyes. The realest ate agent touched her light lion the arm and said, “Miss Steele, I’m very sorry this didn’t workout. But I have a lovely property just down the block that I think-“
“I would rather die than see you get another commission,” she told him.
She was shaking with rage. All the work she had done to find this place, wasted. And she lost it to Tai! In a moment, everyone else had filed down the stairs and the two of them were alone in the empty, sunlit space. Sophie,” he said. His voice was soft and tentative, as though she were a wild animal that might pounce.
How could you do this to me? She cried
How did you even know I was bidding? Sophie, calm down don’t tell me to calm down! Are you happy now? Is this your idea of revenge? What? No, 1- Sophie felt the cold chunk of ice in her stomach melt and she broke down into sobs. It was too cruel. She couldn’t bear the nearness of him, reminding her of poker games and whiskey and fine hotels of his long cock and strong arms and all the things she had lost.
She needed to get away from him and out from under this spacious ceiling and beautiful natural light that would never be hers. She turned to leave but he grabbed her arm. Sophie, please don’t cry. Listen. That woman you work with called me-Regina. She was the one who told me about this place. She told me you missed me but that you were too proud to apologize.
What? Sophie couldn’t believe her ears. Why would Regina do something like that? And why would Tai respond by scooping the apartment up from underneath her? Sophie looked down at the floor because she couldn’t bear to look at his handsome face. I am sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry for screwing things up with you and I’m sorry for leaving you out of the decision. I’ve grown since then. I’m trying to be better at talking to people about my feelings.
She sighed. “I guess you got your revenge now, stealing my apartment. She dared a glance up at him and saw that he was smiling at her gently. He spread his hands out, gesturing to the gleaming hardwood floors and huge windows. “I didn’t steal it from you, Sophie. I bought it for you. Sophie could feel the heat coming off his body. He said softly,
Regina insisted you missed me and wanted me back. Is that true, Sophie? Do you miss me? Do you want to give it another try? I was this some kind of trick? She had finally started to get used to the thought of life without him. She looked at him, noticing how he had dressed up for this meeting, forgoing his usual snowboarding tee and cargos for corduroys that showed off his lean hips and a pinstriped shirt with cuff links shaped like spades.
More than anything else, Sophie wanted to nestle into his arms, but something inside her resisted. Who was to say things would be different this time around? Who was to say she wouldn’t get hurt again, this time even worse? She reached in her pocket and pulled out a penny. Heads, she would tell him she missed him. Tails, she would tell him to go away. She flicked the coin up in the air.
It twirled upward, but just before it landed in her open palm, Tai snatched it Life isn’t a game, Sophie I know that, He smiled. “Well, if you’re determined to play it that way I guess I can’t stop you. Heads, you’ll move in with me, and tails you won’t. He flipped the coin again, this time letting it take its course. It spun through the air and smacked down heads-up in Sophie’s palm. She felt an immediate rush of relief.
Then she had a funny suspicion. She flipped the coin over. Heads on both sides! Somehow Tai had managed to swap her penny out for a ringer. He grinned. “Never leave the important things to luck. Before she could say anything, he was lifting her up in his arms and she was melting against his body. “I lost you once and I’m not losing you again,” he told her.
He carried her effortlessly up the stairs and out to the terrace that she adored. My favorite part about this place is the outdoor shower,” he said, setting her down gently right beside it. What about all your hotels?” she asked. He took her face between his soft, warm hands. “I want a home I think it took a little space apart for me to see that.
I’ve been so sad, Tai,” she told him. She started to breakdown into tears again. “I thought I’d never see you again ssssshhh. He unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the tiled floor of the terrace. When he looked her up and down, she felt a wave of heat sweep through her body. Her nipples hardened and poked toward him through the lace of her bra. It’s not polite to point,” he said, brushing the tips of his fingers against her puckered nipples until they grew harder and higher.
Very funny here, let me help you with that. He went around behind her to unhook her bra. As her breasts popped free from the lace cups, he slid his hands around and held them, pressing them into her body, pressing her into him. I love you, Sophie. We won’t be apart any more, okay? Okay and she shivered as he slid his hands along her sides to hook the edges of her boy shorts and peel them down over her hips.
As she stepped out of them, she could see the wetness on the crotch. She couldn’t even remember what they had fought about. She turned to face him, completely naked. He reached out for the massive silver tap of the glass-walled outdoor shower, and soon a cascade of water was gushing from the showerhead. Still in his thick cords and long-sleeved shirt, he scooped her back up, stepped into the glass booth and held her under the water.
She shrieked. It was freezing cold relax. It will warm up in a second,” Tai said. Besides, cold water is good for you. Samurai warriors would train under ice cold waterfalls. Her teeth were chattering so hard that she could barely say, we’re not warriors sure we are. Look how hard we fought to get here she laughed. Tai did feel heroic, standing there holding her so tightly under the gush of freezing water.
She pressed her face to his sodden shirt, feeling the hardness of his collarbones beneath it and her shivering subsided. He was right about it warming up. Once it was hot, he set her down and began peeling off his wet clothes to hang over the wall. Sophie twirled around, letting the delicious jets cascade over her body to massage her breasts, to beat down on her belly and, lower still, to tickle the mound of her vulva and bring her clit to life.
She felt the sexual part of her, which she had worked so hard to put to sleep, waking up again. And it woke up hungry. Penny for your thoughts,” said Tai. She opened her eyes. He was leaning against the steamed-up glass, stroking his hard cock as he watched her. When I didn’t see your cock for a while, I started to think I’d been imagining how big it was,” she told him.
But now I see it again, and it’s even bigger than I remember. It got smaller when you weren’t around. She laughed, but she said a silent prayer that Tai’s cock would, Never grow any smaller or any bigger. It was a full ten inches hard-any more and it wouldn’t fit; any less and she would be disappointed. She picked up a bar of lemongrass soap that the owners had left in the dish and peeled off the wrapper.
You know, I think it’s a little dirty. Rubbing the thick, fragrant bar of soap between her hands, she knelt down on the tiles to lather him up. She ran her hands along his ropy thighs and up over his balls, cradling them gently. She traced the seam between the testicles. She wanted to memorize every detail of him allover again. She reached behind to lather the lean muscles of his ass. Tai moaned.
She had once asked Bella for sex tips based on her experience as a nude model, and Bella had told her, “The road to a man’s cock is through his eyes. Always put on a show. Exhibit your body for him and give him big puppy-dog eyes while you do it.” Sophie felt a little corny doing this, but she stood up now and lathered herself up. She leaned against the back wall and moved the bar in big circles around her breasts until they shone with a slick film of soap.
Then she caressed her breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers so they poked red and hard out of the downy suds. Tai was clearly thrilled. He reached down and stroked his long dick, already lathered with soap. “Oh, God, baby,” he murmured. I missed you so much. Encouraged, she moved the bar lower down, enjoying the smooth feel of it as it slid over the thatch of her pubic hair and between her legs.
The hard corners of the bar felt good against her clit, but she set it aside and continued her dance, turning around as she caressed her ass cheeks with soapy hands. She reached her fingers down and spread the cheeks, so he could see the suds dripping down to melt into the crack. Banishing her shyness, Sophie bent all the way over and grabbed her ankles so Tai would be able to see her pussy lips peeking out from behind.
She imagined the way her pussy lips looked, hanging down plump and pink. As she slowly soaped the backs of her calves and thighs, she made puppy-dog eyes at him upside down. He was stroking his cock faster now, his tight fist squeezing the shaft and pumping hard. The head of his cocks welled as he watched her, and she knew that if he went on like this he would come any minute.
She couldn’t have that; her pussy needed attention. If she weren’t so wet from the shower, she knew she would have been able to feel the slickness on her thighs. She put her hands on the wall and arched her back. Will you fuck me now, Tai? I thought you’d never ask. She gasped as he slammed into her all at once, pressing her into the tiled wall so her soapy breasts fanned out against the wet glass.
God, the pressure felt so good. It was like his cock was telling her pussy that everything was okay now, after the long separation. Nothing had changed. The foamy suds were everywhere as he slid in and out of her pussy, and each time she felt the full length of his shaft deep inside her, she thought to herself, it’s okay. Tai grabbed her loose curls and lifted them up so he could take the nape of her neck between his teeth.
He bit down just hard enough to make her toes curl. She felt his shaft get even stiffer inside her then, and he worked it in and out with frenzy until his balls slapped the backs of her thighs. Everything was warm and wonderful, and it was all theirs! This was going to be their home. She arched her back and got up on her toes so he could get in deeper. He began to make adorable little sounds, and she knew he was very close.
When he reached around to play with her clit, she pushed his hand away. She was still a ways off, and she wanted him to come first. In fact, she had a sudden urge to do something she usually hated. She reached for the bar of soap again and rubbed it in her hand. She wanted him to come on her. In the shower with all this warm water everywhere, it didn’t seem as gross as it usually did.
She wanted to see the cream shoot out of his cock and splatter all over her body. She reached back to grab his hips and pushed him back away from her. Tai looked worried. “What’s the matter, Sophie, does it hurt? She gripped his cock at the base with her soapy hand, enjoying the swell of it. Where do you want to come, baby? She purred on my face or on my breasts?
He laughed out loud really? Tell me your breasts he gasped. Your beautiful, perfect breasts. Sophie worked the shaft fast. She went up and down the whole hard, veins length, then worked just the tip, then went back to working the whole shaft. Suds gathered in his thatch of dark pubic hair, and she reached her other hand down to cup his balls. They were tight against his body, like they always got before he shot.
She crouched down to put her firm breasts at cock level arching her back to offer them up to him. She pumped his long dick like a piston in her soapy hand. His balls quivered, and at the last moment she remembered to look up and lock her gaze on Tai’s, giving him her widest puppy-dog eyes. Oh, Sophie! She lost herself in his beautiful dark eyes. The come hit her tits in a hard spurt, warm against her skin. She giggled as a second spurt shot out with so much force that it splattered onto her chin.
Tai cried out, gripping her hand with his and shaking the last few drops onto her nipples. They both watched his come drip over her breasts and onto the tiled floor, mixing with the lemongrass foam. He lifted her up by the shoulders and kissed her hard on the mouth, driving his tongue between her teeth. Her breasts felt good that way, flattened against his strong chest. Now it’s revenge time,” Tai murmured.
He made her lie-down on the tiled floor with the warm jets beating down on her breasts. As he buried his face in the hungry place between her legs, Sophie looked up at the cloudless New York City sky. Somebody up there is looking out for me, she thought. Everything had worked out so perfectly in the end. Well, almost. She reached down for a handful of Tai’s hair and moved his head a little to the right Ah. Now it was perfect. It was a good thing their new condo had plenty of hot water, because they stayed in the shower for a very long time.
My girlfriend and I hav been going out for some time. Since our freshman year of high school, but since her parents are strict Catholics we havn't been allowed to officially go on a date. Let me give you some images of my girlfriend and I. Nicole, my girlfriend, is about 5'3", latina but not very dark, muscular legs and a tight ass from playing water polo, a nice flag stomach but not a six pack, and ample breasts, a little under a C cup. My name is Matt and im about 6'2", pretty muscular...
I was home alone for the weekend as my parents were out of town. I had been instructed by my online master that i had to spend the whole day as a girl (a naughty teen slut at that). No matter what i had to do that day i had to do it dressed in girly lingerie and or clothing...I got up, showered and looked through all my outfits to decide what to wear... First of all i put on my lingerie which consisted of a white and pink spotty thong, black fishnet stockings and a black and pink...
The wife was meeting a friend in town for lunch so I'd just got out of the shower and was drying off, I was laid on our king size bed feeling randy, I started to feel my cock and get in the mood for a good wank, I had my wife's vibrator in my hand and I was licking her juices off it, closing my eyes I let it wander over my anus, feeling the vibrations I was as hard as a rock.I started to slowly pull my cock and run the vibro round my ass, when all of a sudden, and it took me by suprise, there...
I have a couple stories about my wife Brittany and I on my profile along with a picture of her in my gallery if you wanna check her out. EnjoySince the day my wife Brittany and I got together we have loved partying and loved the idea of just getting together with a group of people some that we may not know and having fun and maybe make some new friends. This is the story of how I met one of my best friends Anthony (Who is black for those wondering). One weekend Brittany and I were just sitting...
as part of my job at work i had to stay back for our cleaner to do her job.Barbera was a sixty five year old who came and cleaned one's a week for us.one time when she was doing her work she walked in on me getting changed to come home after she had finished her work! i said i was sory but she said it as ok and just caried on with what she was doing.after that i made it in my way to let her find me in some sort of unddres every week!I made shoor that each time she cam in i had less on than the...
I was just about finished cleaning the house for Mr. Gustavsson, the whole house had been out of a womans touch for years. I had recently got my driverslicense and this was my first real job. I lit lighter and waited for the familiar cloud of Smoke that came when i cigarrette fires up, while Mr. Gustavsson leanedaround the corner and asked if everything was O.K. "No problem Mr. Gustavsson all finished," I said,as i wiped my hand with an old rag , "I'll be out in a minute!"After gathering up...
Sissy Cuckold Housecleaner by Throne When I first met my wife-to-be, Katrina, I was so happy. She was short like me. My limited stature had prevented me from dating a lot of taller girls. Further, she didn't mind that I'm shy and retiring. Her outgoing personality balanced us out as a couple. She was quite perceptive and sometimes seemed to know what I was thinking. After we'd been going out for three months, and were over the hurdle of sleeping together, something changed. I...
Homecoming Princess By Arecee It was the third week of the new school year and the students were becoming more at ease with each other. Mr. Copeland's English class was becoming somewhat rowdy as the students laughed and joked with each other before class started. Lynn Collins was somewhat of a joker and loved to tease other students. He never did it in a mean fashion but always in fun and the other students loved the way he did it. Lynn was a freshman at a new school and even...
This story took a while and numerous rewrites to get where I wanted it to be. Yes, it is somewhat long, but I believe that it's a good demonstration of how a character can easily change without even noticing it him/herself. There was a lot of effort to build the characters in an easily accessible way. Let me know what you think. This story is inspired by the story Changes by Trick over at http://www.mcstories.com/ChangesTrick/ChangesTrick.html. Go ahead and read that story as well....
After my encounter with Andrea in our local gym, the rest of my weekend was pretty uneventful. Besides me replaying that amazing night in my head over and over, and going on my morning runs, it was a pretty long weekend. The weekend seemed to drag out forever, simply because I was waiting to see Andrea again on Monday. That Monday was the first day I was ever excited to go to school and not just because it was Homecoming. After my first 2 hours were through I could hardly contain my...
....The next day... It was close to 9am. I closed my front door. I pointed down the hall. I then walked upstairs to take a shower and get ready for my cleaning lady. An hour later. I had just got out of the shower. I slipped on some tan cargo shorts. A black Ac/Dc shirt. I put on some flip flops. I left my underwear in my dresser. I combed my short hair. "Knock! Knock!" I turned my head. I then walked down my spiral staircase. "Knock! Knock!" "Coming!" I said. I slowly turned the...
Introduction: Two came to clean my house – 1 husband watched t had been a few weeks since I got a break from work. It had been even longer since I got laid. Being single and not going out, does not help. A few months ago a friend recommend a cleaning company, that comes to your house. The maid, will go topless and clean one room in your house for certain amount of cash. I was not really expecting to be so horny when I saw the maid. But she was very voluptuous. I adore women with curves. One...
Chapter 1 In the late 90's I worked in an Insurance company office in South London. My work was as a computer systems programmer and my duties meant I was often in the office late in the day. Most of my colleagues would normally have left the building by 17.30 and I would normally depart sometime between 18.30 and 19.00 hrs. The reason I write this story is to tell readers of my experiences I had with the office cleaners who would arrive at 17.30 each day to generally tidy up, empty the trash...
It is a beautiful autumn day a week before the big game with the homecoming dance afterward.Rebecca is a freshman at this college who is cute as a button but, oh, so shy. She is five feet tall with long red hair and bright green eyes. She is curvy and could stop traffic if she really wanted to. But she dresses for comfort not to impress anyone. There are enough other girls that dress to get attention.She has decided to go ahead and invest in a sexy off the shoulder red dress for Homecoming. She...
Love StoriesDamn those cleaners! Why do they have to make so much noise on a Saturday morning?! Rodge thought irritably as he rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. And why did Mum insist on bringing the cleaners in when she and Dad were away for the next two weeks?! Like he cared if the house was slightly dusty! And Rodge would be the only one to see it.. Well he and his college friends when they would party the night away next weekend! Grumbling to himself he got up. Feeling a little fragile from...
HOMECOMING Even though it was November, it felt like spring in Tucson. Raised in the cold Midwest, Kelly felt there was something fundamentally wrong with a Homecoming game that lacked the crisp bite of impending winter, but who was she to complain? If she had been in the Midwest, she would not have been able to wear a short jean skirt and flat summer sandals to go with her jersey and U of A earrings. She could not deny that the loved how cute the outfit made her feel. When her...
She knows she is a dirty whore. She takes pride in it. She loves being used and abused as an object for sex by almost any man that wants to take it from her. She will fuck just about any man who is man enough to take her. She enjoys it most when they fuck her in the ass while she resists. Yes she loves to be raped up the ass. Got friends? She will eagerly be fuck meat for you all. Fuck her face, fuck her ass or pussy. Hell you can even fuck her with a variety of household object&hellip,...
Note, this is technically a Star Wars fan-fic but to avoid any legal issues all characters are unnamed or their true identities are left vague and unclear. It can be considered a prequel of sorts to Return of the Jedi. Unbecoming A Princess I was torn up inside. The love of my life had been taken from me by the most villainous crime lord in the galaxy. My friends and I were plotting a way to break into the 'palace' and rescue him. My friend, a holy knight of a long-dead...
Homecoming Ch. 08 Edited by Frinkles© 2007 This chapter was edited to correct a date discrepancy/error that was driving me crazy — no more, no less. Everything else in the story is exactly the same. Alright, alright…UNCLE! For those of you who are disappointed in Daniel’s actions, believe me so am I. The guy is human. He’s a bit of an idiot at times. He’s letting his little head do the thinking rather than the ‘big’ head. He knows he screwed up which is why he’s in the dang farmhouse praying...
The rest of the week was pretty frustrating as Megan’s and Christie took every chance they could to tease me around school. I managed to survive the week of football practice with Christie and the squad practicing around in short shorts and sports bras. Christie was a huge tease as she would often talk dirty to me during our nightly calls and even email some naughty photos. She told me not to jack off all week because she wanted me to save it for Homecoming. Through it all, I received good...
The cleanersSeveral years ago when we were both working full time, my wife and I decided to get a cleaner for our house. The first one we got was a bit crazy so we weren’t sorry when she decided to stop working for us. Then a neighbour recommended their cleaners to us. They were two sisters that did domestic cleaning as well as some other jobs. So we gave them a try and they’ve been coming to us every Wednesday ever since. Their names are Sandra and Julie.When I worked full time we hardly ever...
CLEANER By Emma PART ONE Once I had eaten the breakfast my cook had made for me, spent an hour or two picking out the clothes I wanted to wear for the day and lounged by the pool for a while, I caught myself looking at my reflection in the wall high mirror in my dressing room. And yawned. Not because I was tired. I was very beautiful you see. Actually I was gorgeous. Many men had told me so. But this (though very...
My second effort at cleansing an area of magic went better. The tsunami Alistair set off was weaker than his previous attempt, but mine matched it. I crowed happily as I felt the magic around me recede. My attention was drawn away from my pride when Alistair sagged in my arms. “Alistair!” “M’fine,” he mumbled. He hadn’t actually fallen, but it was a close thing, from what I could tell. I shifted my grip from his neck to his waist, shoving my shoulder up into his armpit to brace him in case...
HOMECOMING Even though it was November, it felt like spring in Tucson. Raised in the cold Midwest, Kelly felt there was something fundamentally wrong with a Homecoming game that lacked the crisp bite of impending winter, but who was she to complain? If she had been in the Midwest, she wouldn't have been able to wear a short jean skirt and flat summer sandals to go with her jersey and U of A earrings. She could not deny that the loved how cute the outfit made her feel. When her two...
It was early in October of 1977. Kelly and I were high school seniors. Our school celebrated homecoming for an entire week. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday after school we had crazy contests like tricycle races and stuffing a Volkswagen (for which the puny little freshmen had a built-in advantage). Thursday evening was the parade through downtown followed by a big bonfire at a farm just a mile away from the high school.Kelly looked great that night, as always. She was wearing a pair of short,...
TeenThe carpet cleaner wearily strode to his last customer’s door. He peered down at his work order. ‘Mrs. Bachman. Hmrph.’ Probably another old saggy bitch, he mused, adjusting himself as he made his away towards the door. You see, the carpet cleaner wasn’t exactly getting satisfied at home by Mrs. Carpet Cleaner, so he derived enjoyment from teasing lonely housewives whose husbands were far too occupied with office matters to tend to their bedroom duties. The carpet cleaner rang the doorbell....
Acting as a Cleaning Lady An Unfinished Story by Susannah Donim Circumstances force Dave to take up a humiliating new career, but it turns out to suit him better than he expected. Chapter 2 - My Sister's Cleaner On the whole my work at the bank had been going well for the last few months since we had returned from Spain. The team in Madrid had been quite small and mostly responsible for migrating the latest software to the Spanish networks. I often had to visit regional...
Introduction: I fuck with my new boy toy during Homecoming week.. I last left you with telling you how I had found a way to control my jealousy. While at the same time, get some attention, especially when I went along with John when he was making personal appearances somewhere. If you need to know, more read my last story Becoming the Slut. I also told you about Adam the nerdy boy I had befriended at college. I had more or less seduced him at our apartment after school. I enjoyed it even more...
Best friends Lexie and Samantha, (better known as Sam) were really excited that it was working out perfectly to double date to their prom. Both juniors and best friends since third grade, Sam was dating Josh, a football player, who had recently introduced his buddy Zack to Lexie. They hit it off and all agreed to attend the Homecoming Dance together. The girls were both cheerleaders and so very excited about the Friday night game as well as Saturday's dance. The boys, both seniors playing their...
SpankingHomecoming A small Forward: I know some people are looking forward to more stories with images, I'm sorry that I didn't deliver such a thing. I still may in the future, but right now I'm focusing on a different story that involves elements not typically explored in trans-fiction. The next one will most definitely be illustrated, this one...I originally wanted to, but then I felt the writing spoke for itself enough. If I'm wrong, tell me, and if any one's interested in doing some...
Here's a story written in first person from a 16 year old me. :) After reading these stories often I finally have built up the courage to write about the craziest, best night of my life. I’m 16 years old, about 5’3” and a little on the thick side but in an athletic way. I have 34 DD tits and a round juicy ass that boys have always loved. At school I usually wear short skirts and low cut shirts that show off my boobs and legs which gets everyone looking. The story that I’m writing about was my...
Carl McHenry looked up from the textbook spread out on his dorm room desk and out the window at the now dark sky. He had been trying to understand the last economics problem in the review for the last hour and still couldn't get it. Maybe he was just overtired, he told himself. After all, he had been studying non-stop for the last nine hours. Attending the University on a scholarship, Carl needed to maintain at least a B average. It was because he was having problems in a few of his classes...
I was just her window cleaner. If I had any feelings for Marie I had them right now. But I was only her window cleaner for God’s sake. So what brought all this about that I could feel so intimate with a woman twice my age, who had no particular sexual attraction for me – having always been drawn to women my age? I shall tell you… Marie lived in a country cottage in Dartmoor, South Devon and managed a smallholding generally on her own, because her husband had long passed but occasionally she had...
The one thing I was struggling with since Lisa went to college was housekeeping, I hated doing it and could never do it as good as Lisa did, typical man. Seeing Lisa running around the house pushing a hoover in a scanty pair of panties was the highlight of my week, what’s not to like?.I decided I needed a cleaner, nothing heavy just someone to run the hoover round, do some ironing and washing etc. I surfed around some free ads to see who was looking for work and saw a couple of possibilities...
I was just her window cleaner. If I had any feelings for Marie I had them right now. But I was only her window cleaner for God’s sake. So what brought all this about that I could feel so intimate with a woman twice my age, who had no particular sexual attraction for me - having always been drawn to women my age? I shall tell you… Marie lived in a country cottage in Dartmoor, South Devon and managed a smallholding generally on her own, because her husband had long passed but occasionally she had...
Straight SexRichard dragged the last of the heavy electrical cables across the floor and finished plugging them in. Stepping back, he retrieved a rag from his pocket to mop his brow while he surveyed his work. The floor was covered with a thick conglomeration of cables that lead from a series of panels on one end of the room, across to the one he was working on. From there, they disappeared behind the machine, terminating at a box mounted on the wall beside it. Basically, the machine itself was an...
Monica arrived at Jeff’s house to do her normal twice a week cleaning job for him. Monica was nineteen years old, and Jeff was forty-eight years old and divorced. Monica had cleaned for Jeff for several months already and he enjoyed having the teenager around the house.Monica wore her usual skimpy vest top with a bare midriff and tight cotton shorts. She always found that they were the most appropriate clothes for cleaning so that none of her better clothes got stained. She knew that Jeff...
SpankingMy Weekend as a Cleaner Belladonna [Author's Note: This is my second partially autobiographical story. The names and some events have been changed to protect the innocent.] I have to admit that I was not sold on the idea when Derek pitched it to me. I was trusting of my friend though, and he was open minded enough to ask. Derek has been my best friend since childhood. We've shared everything over the years and nothing has ever come between us, not even when he came...
Cheryl Lynn stared up into the moist pink splaying sexual lips being worked up and down by a hand with long fingers. The legs that were straddling her head were equally as long, tanned, and smooth to match the item being manipulated over her. Cheryl Lynn honestly did not know what to think. The last time she had seen a member of her own sex in a sexual way was when she was eighteen and experimenting. Being thirty-five now and not having any contact with another pussy for seventeen years since,...
MasturbationI just lost my job, 2 month ago. My friends were little help in finding me another one. It had been close to 4 years since I had to fill out a resume and go on interviews. First I was living week to week. Now I'm living day to day. Eating noodles and bumming day old pizza from my friends. I even had to use the bathroom at a local gas station, because my water got shut off in my small apartment. I was dreading having to see my landlord at the end of the week. I had never been 3 months behind...
It was fair to say that after that much cum had been squirted out of 4 cocks we had to send the cleaner in. I think it was Alex who got to clear that up. He was however, experienced with cleaning up cum. He could hoover up cum in his arse and mouth, although I do remember one guest who gave him nearly more than he could take.We had a last minute booking and Alex had gone to clean the room in a rush before the client arrived, but he hadn’t managed to get it finished before KJ arrived. KJ was...
It was a sunny July day when I was able to take my first full-time job. I was 19 at the time and as a young boy it was incredibly exciting for me to finally be able to spend my own money. I was hired as a cleaner in an office building. My first day at work was supposed to be monday at 4 p.m. As befits an exemplary employee, I appeared on time. The building was spectacular, standing at the entrance I felt so small.The first person I met was a young woman, eye-catching before the age of 30. She...
im a primary school pe teacher and im 23, 2 weeks ago my boyfriend took a week of holidy and as schools are closed for summer break.i was also off from work.we were at my house and… im a primary school pe teacher and im 23, 2 weeks ago my boyfriend took a week of holidy and as schools are closed for summer break.i was also off from work.we were at my house and it was about 1.30 ish and my boyfriend said lets go upstairs.So i said ok and went into my bedroom and i pulled the curtains...
ExhibitionismThings started with a bang, or, actually a crash. Carol and Stella were cuddled together on one couch, Christine and JJ on another, and Lane was in the kitchen fetching a new bottle of wine. Doug had rolled over to one of the side walls, investigating a painting that seemed to show a civil-war era battle. ‘INCOMING!’ None of them was prepared when one of the huge, floor to ceiling, supposedly unbreakable widows shattered into a million pieces of safety glass. The accompanying explosion was...
Ricardo had a bit of the Italian about him, the eldest son of an Italian father and an English mother. He was very popular with the female fraternity wherever he went, his Adonis figure, which he kept well-trimmed by working out every day at the local gym and jogging every morning at first light in the suburbs. His charismatic personality made him the sort of guy hard to ignore in a crowd or most anywhere. His morning jogging route took him around the boundaries of Truewood House, a large old...
I was off work for the day, time off owed to me that had to be used or it would be lost. It was cold and raining so I was enjoying a wonderful free day in the house. Curtains were drawn, phone was turned off, and I was indulging in some very enjoyable (and safe) self-bondage.I had dressed in a sexy nightie, see-through, very short and low-cut, fastened with just a single bow at each shoulder, just to make me feel naughty and playful. My ankles were secured to a spreader bar fixed to the bottom...
BDSMCurrently I am a temporary IT worker, I tend to work long hours meaning I can be the last to leave at night. The office where I work is cleaner by contract workers mostly the same people. I have noticed an Indian lady probably about 35 years old medium height long black hair tied back. She is slightly tubby with an amazing pair of large tits. I always try and speak to her and try to make her laugh as she has a beautiful smile with lovely white teeth. I have invited her out for a drink several...
my friends always told me that my college teacher had a thing for me but i didn't listen to them, i thought it was just another bullshit. she a brunet well fit, big tits and ass. just a week before we broke up for xmas she told me to see her in her office at 7pm, at that that time the only people in the building are the cleaners. so i went to her office and she asked me to sit down.she was wearing a skirt but nothing under it, whilst we were talking she would spread her legs wide every now and...
The Window Cleaner Pippa held out Jennie’s hands with her own outstretched arms whilst studying her from head to toe. “Very professional in a sexy way,” she declared with a devilish grin, “go get him and zap him between the eyes!” Jennie laughs. “You’re mad! I’m not after anyone, honest.”“Give me a break,” said Pippa, “for the last six months you have dressed for work like an old prude and suddenly today you are wearing a mini-skirt up to your ass?”“We are not all like you,” Jennie replied...
The Window Cleaner Pippa held out Jennie’s hands with her own outstretched arms whilst studying her from head to toe. “Very professional in a sexy way,” she declared with a devilish grin, “go get him and zap him between the eyes!” Jennie laughs. “You’re mad! I’m not after anyone, honest.”“Give me a break,” said Pippa, “for the last six months you have dressed for work like an old prude and suddenly today you are wearing a mini-skirt up to your ass?”“We are not all like you,” Jennie replied...
The Window Cleaner Pippa held out Jennie’s hands with her own outstretched arms whilst studying her from head to toe. “Very professional in a sexy way,” she declared with a devilish grin, “go get him and zap him between the eyes!” Jennie laughs. “You’re mad! I’m not after anyone, honest.”“Give me a break,” said Pippa, “for the last six months you have dressed for work like an old prude and suddenly today you are wearing a mini-skirt up to your ass?”“We are not all like you,” Jennie replied...
It’s been nearly four years since Michelle’s ‘homecoming’, her long Caribbean cruise with Brett. I’ve had a lot of people asking about Michelle’s ‘first time’ with Brett, after her month-long forced abstinence. I haven’t told about it because, well – just because I haven’t. I got involved in other stories, Matt and Adriana, Robert and Karen, and a few little tidbits.I probably wouldn’t be now, except for that e-mail from Alec, Michelle’s first extra-curricular lover, in Kodiak while I was in...
Wife Lovers“You never told me you were rich, love” Conor said in his Irish accent, in awe of the beautiful mansion in front of them. The walls were newly painted white, the windows were still the old kind, the ones that open outwards and made of wood—neatly varnished mahogany wood. The ground floor was made of stone, too keep its foundation strong and in front of the house was a fountain of intricate design, dolphins, cherubs, and pots circled the base, squirting water into its small pool as water...
“What Have You Done?” Mrs. Benson stood on my front porch with a look of contempt that I have never seen before. She looked at me like I was a murderer and I couldn’t think of a single thing to say. “Mr. Snead, what is going on?” she asked, her voice dripping disdain. “I saw Mrs. Swanson go into your room after our team meeting and then I saw you run out to your truck with someone wrapped up in a tarp.” I stuttered and lied by saying that I had been working a sculpture and I moved it...
I also told you about Adam the nerdy boy I had befriended at college. I had more or less seduced him at our apartment after school. I enjoyed it even more when I found out that Adam was a virgin. I told him I would show him the wonders of sex as long as we kept it our little secret. It was Homecoming week at our college when I started Adam’s lessons. I had only given him one little lesson on how to hold and kiss a woman. Adam was a fast learner; I had enjoyed myself with him that first...
This chapter was edited to correct a date discrepancy/error that was driving me crazy — no more, no less. Everything else in the story is exactly the same. Cheers again to Techsan and the wonderful editing job on this piece. I seem to be making the same editing mistakes over and over again. Hopefully, Techsan will train all of this out of me. Also, thank all of you who have read this story and made comments. It really helps me keep on track. Please continue to leave comments — good and bad....
I don’t know how Jen and I ended up in my living room naked and giggling. I asked her to come over and help me prepare a meal for Pete’s return after being out of town for such a long time. I wanted to prepare something special for him, but my culinary knowledge only reached the easy-to-make varieties. I should’ve known from the wet, open mouth kiss I received from Jen as soon as I opened the door and the way she slid her talented fingers into my panty and quickly finger fucked my luscious...
She nibbled her lip, nervous, wondering yet again if she had made the right decision. She checked the mirror one last time to be sure she looked okay. Her green eyes stood out against the black eyeliner and double coat of mascara she had painstakingly applied. Her lips were coated with a burgundy stain covered with a shimmering gloss. She had spent a lot of time working on her hair to give it that "effortless" look. Softly hanging to her shoulders, a deep brown with streaks of blonde added here...
Straight Sex