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I pulled her closer and cupped her boobs, I could smell her sweat and feel her... [email protected] is my id....I'm open for suggestions for new stories....
IndianStory of a shy, busty, senior office colleague and her first time encounter and giving into her natural inhibitions and lust " We aren't doing anything wrong, right? I want to save my virginity till I get married. I..I'm sure this isn't wrong" - were her words as I kept nodding and tit-fucked her soft 34dd juggs. She tried to look away as she was feeling embarrassed but at the same time - she definitely was curious and wanted me to continue grinding on her enormous, beautiful boobs. I fondled...
IndianNext was Randy who selected Samantha as his date. She called herself, "Sam," and she didn't live far from the country club where Randy, Guy and Bernie had agreed on the Bachelor4U game. Sam suggested meeting at the Xhib Club near her house. She said it was a fun place. He hadn't been there, and knew nothing about it but was curious. Sam said there was a parking lot across the street. She would be waiting there at nine the next night. Randy found his way into the older part of town, and pulled...
Group SexIntroduction: A mother and daughter are being neglected by their sports obsessed, aand probably cheating husbands. The trophy wives decide to cuckold their husbands with a famous, ribald punk rocdk band at the bands after concert private party (orgy) CUCKOLDED BY A PUNK ROCK BAND SPORTS FIRST / WIVES LAST: Dale and his step son-in-law, Jerry, were seated in front to the 72 inch TV screen in Dales spacious family room. It was almost 5PM in San Diego, and they were getting ready to watch a...
SPORT’S FIRST / WIVES LAST: Dale and his step son-in-law, Jerry, were seated in front to the 72 inch TV screen in Dale’s spacious family room. It was almost 5PM in San Diego, and they were getting ready to watch a football game. Dale’s luscious wife of three years, Celeste, came strutting into the room with an ice cold longneck beer bottle in each hand, and gave them to her husband and son-in-law. Immediately following her came the equally plush bodied Sonia, Celeste’s...
THE WHITE VIRGIN PUNK FROM NEXT DOOR HAD AN ITCH ONLY A BLACK COCK COULD ALLEVIATE.The punk had no idea what hit him. I caught the dude from next door stroking my motorbike. The half-naked brat had even picked up my leather jacket and was sniffing it. Rubbing his dick inside his sweat pants.I watched Dylan Stockman from my garage, getting a hard-on. My bike stood parked outside in my driveway to get a good cleaning. The weather was a little warmer then I had anticipated, so I had hung my biker...
I was sent to a max prison, for 10 years for robbery, I was 18 year old, a small white boy with blues eyes, white pale soft skin and a body shape that was more on the female side, then on the man level, already the other inmates had told me, I was going to have problems once I get to prison, some saying "you look like a girl" that I had a phatass!!That black guys like forcing white boy to preform homosexual, I say I will never do thing like a that, I'll fight to my death before I became a punk...
"I'm not sure," I shrugged, "It sounds cool and everything but..." "Not scared are you?!" "No!" "Then come on then! Come ooon!" Jenny whined, grabbing my arm, "I hate going there alone, it sucks. I can't go with that twat of a boyfriend anymore 'cos he's not my boyfriend anymore since he met that fucking cunt he's now banging." "So you're dragging me there so you don't look like a sad recently-dumped singelton," I grinned. "You motherfucker," sniggered...
This is one of my craziest story if u enjoy it . C'mon Billy, it'll be fun," Jenny urged me."I'm not sure," I shrugged, "It sounds cool and everything but...""Not scared are you?!""No!""Then come on then! Come ooon!" Jenny whined, grabbing my arm, "I hate going there alone, it sucks. I can't go with that twat of a boyfriend anymore 'cos he's not my boyfriend anymore since he met that fucking cunt he's now banging.""So you're dragging me there so you don't look like a sad recently-dumped...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Date: 2017-3-22Time:23:44hrsThe following is an actual account of actual events. The ultra-sleek, metallic green body of an Aston Martin DB9 looked like a dragon moving swiftly in the height of battle. It's naturally aspirated V12 engine roared its war cry, as if signalling a warning of hellish flames to come. R. Valentine drove the b**st as he always had. He loved driving this car. It's raw power and agility under his control gave him a powerful feeling of total dominance over something that...
Danni leaned in and gave Rose a quick wet kiss and then rushed over to Samantha's embrace; both women fought to stick their tongues in each other's mouths. Samantha easily won the battle because she was more ruthless and willing to play dirty; she distracted Danni by plunging her hand down under Danni's sweatpants and panties to insert two of her fingers into Danni's moist pussy. Danni moaned and yielded her mouth over to Samantha when she did this. The two young women continued to...
My Girlfriend Samantha When I became sixteen years old I fell in love with the girl down the street. Samantha was then fifteen years old and the cutest girl that I knew. She was really pretty, very soft spoken, and I could easily talk to her about anything. She never made me feel uneasy like the other girls did. Her body had developed very nicely too. There were girls in our class with bigger tits and some with smaller tits too but Samantha was different. She didn’t exactly hide her...
Revealing Samantha By Starhawk Author's Note: This story is my sequel to the story "Accidentally Samantha" written by Karen Flynn. I want to thank Karen for allowing me to build on her excellent work and for enlightening me on her inspiration for this story. I only hope that I have done it justice. Part 1 "Wow, that was the best time I've had in ages, Sam. Or, should I say Samantha?" "Yeah, it was fun wasn't it?" I replied slipping out of my dress. "It was such a...
When she turned 17 Samantha like most teenagers wanted her license. After the required instruction and time she went for her road test and was issued a license. This also would lead to her undoing because she had someone watching her over the years. He had evil thoughts of what he wanted to do to her and what he was going to make her do if given the opportunity. John lived near Samantha and would often spy on her thru her bedroom window and started planning for the day when he would get her...
A Boy Named Samantha by Deborah I'm sure everyone who has attended a high school reunion has been shocked for one reason or another. Some people change dramatically and lives take directions no one ever would have predicted. My five-year high reunion became quite the revelation. One of my best buds in high school made a stunning entrance in a black strapless, side- shirred and dramatically slit tulip-wrap dress. Sam looked gorgeous in that dress and much better than I...
I did have a good regular friend I hung out with. His name’s John. John and I would hang out, play video games together, etc. but most of the times, it’s me and atleast 3-5 girls. Always. My Best friends are girls, which wouldn’t be a mystery. Two of them. Samantha and Julie. Julie is one of Samantha’s closest friends. Petite, but tall and slim like a model. She has a celebrity smile and also a dark brown hair that falls down past her shoulders. With Julie, I actually like talking to her...
Punk’s First PiercingCrystal Kowalski was drop dead gorgeous, with snow white skin, bright blue bobbed hair, larger B cup breasts, and a curvaceous, yet skinny body. She was about 5’6 and a hit around the punk concerts and rave events that she had been attending ever since she moved out of her parent’s house, and into her own apartment. She was new to the scene. Crystal’s parents forbade her, on the grounds of their religion, and on the grounds of tradition, ever to be able...
Writer's Note: No transformations this story. just a check in on someone who realized they had been transformed and how they are handling it. It is just a one- part story, so I hope you enjoy this shorter, more personal story in this universe. Samantha Samantha got off the bus and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a week since all the strange incidents had happened at school and besides one or two small things, nothing had really happened since. She came to her house and...
Series 4, Episode 6: SAMANTHA We’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing ... Then we’re in a large carpark ... Hundreds of cars, shoppers pushing trolleys back and forth ... Then we’re looking down at a crowded street market – barrows selling everything from fresh fruit and veg, to handmade jewelry and knock-off designer handbags. Now we’re looking at the large entrance gates of a zoo ... Large letters spell out ‘DUDLEY ZOO’. A small line...
©Copyright 2004 "That special dildo you made for me is wonderful!" the brunette gushed, "Your design is SO wicked! You just had to put the vibrating clit stimulator all the way at the base, didn't you?" I smiled, "That was to ensure that you got the full benefit of the phallus!" "But, oh, how it stretches me!" she said, rubbing her thighs together, "I have to push the whole thing in to get the vibrator to touch my clit!" "And how did you like the little red button?" I...
Punk Kid Story By Melissa Virus Copyright 2000 This is my first story, so please, be gentle ******************************************** My girlfriend and I were at a punk show in New York City. We were eighteen and punk fucking rock. I was up near the front, singing along with the band (H2O) and banging into people, when my girlfriend met this guy, Stevens. After the set, I headed ten feet back in the tiny club to find my girlfriend Janine (everyone called her "Janie")...
Emma spent a couple of years working as a receptionist for a legal company under the supervision of a woman named Samantha, a good looking lady in her early 40's who, by her own admission had had a pretty wild life until she met her fiance Mark. Emma said that Samantha had the ability to turn any conversation they might be having toward the subject of sex. In fact, sex was all she ever talked about but Emma didn't mind as she found Samantha highly amusing and loved hearing her make lewd...
All Rachel Ann Cooper stories are copy righted and may not be re-posted without permission and may be archived for personal use only. Samantha by Rachel Ann Cooper 1998 This is a short love story with a twist. When I graduated high school, college was not an option. We just didn't have the money. But, the local community college did offer 2 year associate degrees and some professional degrees. I went in and got their brochure in March of my senior year. They offered a...
Introduction: Women like me love to be desired by men. They love to count how many men want them. They can have any man they want given the right place at the right time. I love this feeling. The Awakening of a Slut: Samantha Women like me love to be desired by men. They love to count how many men want them. They can have any man they want given the right place at the right time. I love this feeling. You might meet me at an elegant cocktail party, given at a well-appointed country house....
The Adventures of Samantha 1 Chapter : Sam Gordon drove to the neighborhood bar about 8:30 that Thursday night. The bar was only a couple blocks away, but a guy never knew when he'd get lucky. It wasn't as if Sam wanted to get drunk or anything. It was just that there was nothing worth watching on the tube that night, a common occurrence these past few years. He figured he might as well go on down and lift a few brews with some of the other guys in the neighborhood. There might...
Women like me love to be desired by men. They love to count how many men want them. They can have any man they want given the right place at the right time. I love this feeling. You might meet me at an elegant cocktail party, given at a well-appointed country house. Elbow-length gloves, a long, flowing silk evening dress, my hair carefully coifed and my face made up for evening seduction, I will seem to your eyes the ultimate in chic femininity. But I will only respond to those who see the...
Samantha By Cal Y. Phigia Samantha Johnson, the new hire, was exquisitely beautiful. James Mann thought her the most gorgeous woman he'd ever met. He'd love to ask her out, but her good looks were somehow intimidating. He feared she'd reject him. If she did, he'd feel mortified. It was better, he told himself, to fantasize about asking her. That way he'd control her answer, and her answer would always be yes. The day that Mr. Sloane hired Sam as his new secretary the...
Jim felt that he owed Cheri something. She’d been his first Master PC conquest/guinea pig. He liked her. He’d liked her as a waitress before his discovery of the magic disk. She’d always been nice to him. The café where she worked had been a frequent breakfast and lunch place for Jim and Cheri was by far his favorite of the wait-staff there. She was cute, she flirted with him and what was more important, she gave him great service. He had only used her once for sex since that first time....
(This is the second installment of My Son’s Secret Desire. If you would like to view the first instalment go to my profile)Tony looked at his mom sucking his cock. It was so sexy seeing her move her mouth up and down his shaft as her tongue rubbed the sensitive underside!"Fuck mom! That feels so good! You could make me pop so fucking fast!" He groanedCarol Alberts looked at her son and smiled as she stroked his wonderful cock."Baby don't hold back. You know mommy loves your cum!" She said and...
Samantha Chapter 1: Discovery So, this happened. I'm sitting in a quaint neighborhood bar with my friend Jamie, and this guy comes over. I'm expecting him to hit on Jamie because she's looking pretty adorable in her wrap dress and heeled sandals. I'm starring down at my rather nondescript ballet flats trying to avoid looking at him. "Samantha, meet Ben, an old school friend of mine," Jamie said as she poked me with her elbow. I tried to say 'hi', but I was too terrified....
“Andrew!” a female voice called. “Andrew!” I turned and there was Samantha, running to catch up to me. “Hey, Samantha,” I greeted. “What are you up to?” “Not much. You?” “On my way home.” “Can I ask a favor?” “Sure.” “Finals are coming up and I was wondering if you’d help me study for my geometry final? It’ll be a miracle if I pass it.” “Miracles so happen, you know?” “I know, but can you help?” I smiled. “Sure. My house tonight?” “Sure. Thank you, Andrew.” So that night, Samantha and I sat on...
First TimeIt felt so… naughty. Does this make me a pervert? Does it mean I’m depraved? The muscles of my belly were tense and I barely breathed. My family moved into a new house, about six months ago. After I had settled into my new room, I had discovered that from my window I can see straight into the bedroom of the neighboring house. The sole occupant of the residence was a man, about thirty, thirty five or so. And, well, he’s my subject of perversion. I diligently observed the...
It had been almost two years since my first experience with Dave. That was the first time a man had sucked my cock. It was the first time I had touched another cock and the first time I had sucked a cock. That day was the birth of a new me. I no longer was a homophobe. Although, I did not look at men the same way I looked at women. I did not lust after them. What I did lust for was for a cock in my mouth, loads of cocks. My god, I had become a cock-craving freak!I did not have any guilt....
CrossdressingThis is a true story about my first MILF experience. I have changed the lady’s name for obvious reasons and I’m not disclosing mine…well, just because I don’t want to . Old beats before my time filled the nightclub, it was Friday Disco night – a place where Flock of Seagulls could combine with Jimi Hendrix in the same setting. It usually catered with people slightly older than average than the usual nightclub, yet young people still enjoyed it, I enjoyed it. Nostalgia combined with the buzzing...
This is a true story about my first MILF experience. I have changed the lady’s name for obvious reasons and I’m not disclosing mine…well, just because I don’t want to . Old beats before my time filled the nightclub; it was Friday Disco night – a place where Flock of Seagulls could combine with Jimi Hendrix in the same setting. It usually catered with people slightly older than average than the usual nightclub, yet young people still enjoyed it, I enjoyed it. Nostalgia combined with the buzzing...
MILF“You’re awake.” Jason’s voice startled me and I spun around. He stood there about ten feet away in his jeans and boots, smoking a cigarette and smiling wickedly. “Yes…” I said, pursing my lips slightly. He let out a barking laugh. “I know goddamn well you enjoyed it,” he said. “All those fuckin’ orgasms I gave you; maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll get even more tonight.” I scoffed, but deep down, I was hoping it could happen again, despite the dull aching in my pussy. I was...
punk rock girl by stHell66 (m/f, mmm/f,d/s, lite ws lite scat,story contains gang-rape, little scat, caution when reading) story of a confused teenage getting taken advantage of. My idol is Miss Booty from the distillers, she's really HOt. I use to have blonde hair, american apple piegirl, never drunk, smoked or did drugs, but that before I started dating Ruben. He's a dream, I get me wet justthinking about him, he was my first. Yes he can be alittle rough with me, but I deserve it,...
Ed blindly twisted the tuning peg of his bass’ E-string, thanking the audience for their support. He adjusted his cheap Mediterranean marketplace rip-off Ray-Bans and threw the guitarist—the Diva—an approving glance.As always on stage, he reminded himself why he, a guitarist of over twenty years, had filled the vacancy as bassist in a barely-three-chord amateur punk band: he didn’t need the hype—nor the pathetically young groupies that preferably swarmed the sun-kissed, long-haired...
ExhibitionismIntroduction: When the only neighbor you have is a punk chiock…shit gets fun AUTHORS NOTE* Last night I made SOLD part 2. wasnt even CLOSE to what i usually write. But some guy made a comment Hey Buddy, your run of good luck ended when you killed off your last story! Your last two chapters of this series SUCK, poor writing, grammar and get a fucking proof reader! Now that sort of pissed me off I mean a little bit of a wake up call. But a few things…1 Its not a run of Good luck….Its a fuckin...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
A new day had dawned and I was dozing on the bed when a text came through from Debbie asking me to meet Benji in the park at lunchtime because she forgot to pay me and had given Benji an envelope for me, I text her back to say it was fine and to meet at Doris’s café.I took a quick shower and after a quick coffee headed off to the park, it was a hot day so shorts and tee shirt was the order of the day.I arrived at the park and got a coffee from Doris, she wasn’t busy and we chatted, I told her I...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
My daughter Jody was maybe 5'3 and probably 220 with decent sized boobs that only seemed small to me in comparison to her mother's huge breasts. Jody was an art major, a punk rocker and pretty much made it clear she hated football and all sports. She would wear torn up tights under mid-thigh miniskirts and big baggy t-shirts she silk screened herself with weird sayings and logos on them as well as a huge leather jacket with weird patches and studs all over it. "I hate computers!" Jody...
I woke from my usual Thursday-afternoon daze. Groggily, I got up from my desk to see what my mother wanted. “Yes?” I called back. “Come down here a minute.” Her tone sounded somewhat excited, which woke me up rather quickly. I made my way downstairs and into the living room where my mother and father were sitting on the couch. “We have some good news,” said my father. “Let me guess; you just saved a bunch of money on your car insurance by switching to Geico,” I snickered. My...
Part OneResting her head against the back of the couch, a soft sigh would leave her full strawberry chapped lips. The sound of a high pitched, girly scream jolted her from her daydreaming. Sitting up, she rubs her left eye and yawns, staring at the tv with her right. It appears she had dozed off into her daydream state in the middle of an anime that she was watching. Groaning, she yawns again, rising from the couch and reaching her arms up to stretch. The tank top on her full body, stretches...
I knew my business meeting in London would end early. That’s why I’m here, in a quiet street in London’s west end, in front of an anonymous door with a doorbell labelled simply “model.” I get regular sex, I masturbate, I play with my teen daughter’s panties and ogle porn. But I want more. I want fresh meat. I want women who’ll do the filthy things I’d never dare ask my wife to do. I want a whore!A woman’s voice calls over the entryphone. I tell her I made an appointment online and give my name,...
Please leave comments so I can improve my writing style and skill!I called Samantha today to see if she wanted to take a ride out to the car show this weekend. We’d had some trouble connecting after our last outing. She was always going one direction and me another. Hot damn, Samantha called back and said she would love to. On Saturday morning I pulled into her drive and she came bouncing out the house in a little sun dress that left little to your imagination. I was surprised to see her...
Love StoriesAndrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
“That’s fine.” Tim says. “Just let me take a shower and get dressed.” She turns and walks out of the room, her face as red as a cherry tomato because she was embarrassed at seeing her dad naked, and what he was doing. Her father has always been very open sexually. When she was growing up, if she was curious about guys, orgasms, dates, condoms, birth control etc. she always went and asked her dad. She didn’t have a woman to ask these questions to since her mom ran out on her and her dad with...
July 5, 1996, Chicago, Illinois “Do you think we could make love twice this morning?” Karla asked early on Friday morning. “I think we have time, yes.” “Then first, please just go as hard and fast as you can. We’ve never done that, and I wonder what it’s like. Then make love to me slowly and gently, the way we usually do.” I moved on top of her and a few minutes later our bodies slammed together as I tried to drive her through the mattress and floorboards and she tried to launch me into...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
It all started on a Friday night, and I was walking home from a mate's house. His car broke, so I went over to help him fix it, carrying my toolbox. I turned onto the street round the corner from my house and noticed a car sitting on the side of the road. It had its hood up, so I decided to see if I could help. What I didn't expect to see was Samantha lounging against it as I crossed the road. She was the most popular girl in school. "Hey," I called to her, but as it was dark, I don't think...
Straight SexThe telephone startled me out of a deep sleep and I shot up in bed to grab it. This late it must be important, since everyone knows I get up very early to go to work. “Hello?” I rasped into the phone while glancing at the clock next to it to verify the time was indeed 1:30 AM.“Dad!” Sams voice, my 15 year old daughter Samantha said urgently, “you have to come get me right now!” “Get you from where hon? Are you in trouble? Where are you?” I asked trying to wake up and makes sense of the...
Accidentally Samantha BY Karen Flynn [email protected] My girlfriend and I were at the dock in Keywest for a snorkeling trip when Jennifer suddenly started complaining about how her stomach was bothering her. This was no surprise, Jennifer never wanted to do anything but this time I thought she might go. She said "You go, I don't want to spoil your fun." What could I do, I went, As the 60 foot Catamaran pulled away from the pier she waved then headed back to the hotel. I am about...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
My first true experience as Samantha.At the time I was living and working overseas. To the outside world I was just your normal 21 year old really skinny guy living and working and enjoying life on the islands. Of course I had my little secret which I kept hidden from my colleagues and friends. Although I wore panties a lot of the time, I did not own much else as far female attire for fear of being discovered.It happened one evening while I was working in a restaurant doing a photo program for...