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FUN WITH UNCLE TOM by CumBeggarFirst off, let me be very clear about one thing: Uncle Tom was not my realuncle. He was the father of a friend and I used to spend a lot of time attheir house in the school holidays. My own family home was not a happyplace to be and Tom and his wife Ann had lots of room. They had a smallholding and there were horses and ponies and loads of dogs and it was agreat place for k**s. At this point in the story, I was just about 17 andhad been a fixture for a while. ...
Hi dosto, kaisi lage meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chudai ke peechle parts? Un sab logo ka shukriya jinhone meri stories ko like kiya aur mujhe mails aur messages bheje aur videos bhi bheje muth maarte hue. To ab aage ki kahani, kaise mummy bani begum. Fir chaaro budhe ek ghera bana ke let gaye. Meri Mallu mummy Leela ko beech mein bitha diya aur apne lund ko masalne aur hilane lage. Ab mummy ek ek karke saare mullo ke lundo ko hilane aur muh mein leke chusne lagi. Jab sabke lund tan kar khade ho...
let me introduce my elf ht 5,9 and well built sporty structure .This my latest experience and she was our medical college mate her name is Begum. she was 23. She was very nice. she look very beautiful she is 5 feet,5 inches and she talks very nice .she is an Muslim and she stays with her mother her father had passed away 5 years back and she moves very freely with me . She crack jokes and she will share her lunch she tells about her family and she shares her feelings. let me describe...
Hi ISS readers I am Chandu back again let me introduce my elf ht 5,9 and well built sporty structure .This my latest experience and she was our medical college mate her name is Begum. she was 23. She was very nice. she look very beautiful she is 5 feet,5 inches and she talks very nice .she is an Muslim and she stays with her mother her father had passed away 5 years back and she moves very freely with me . She crack jokes and she will share her lunch she tells about her family and she shares...
Hi everyone I’m Varun and I’m a sex freak. This happened on a rainy evening I was in house all alone watching porn and masturbating I was stroking my cock watching porn. I can see the front gate from my room and I was enjoying the porn and getting really horny. I just wanted to fuck someone and across the road from the gate there is a old abandoned shop. I suddenly saw a lady taking shelter from rain in that shop then I realized she was a beggar from her clothes and things. She was wearing old...
Hello friends mera naam abhishek hai, mera age 23 hai, mai odisha se hu. Aaj mai aap sabko apni ek sachi story batane jara ha hu. Ye 2 saal pehle ki baat hai. Tab mai 21 saal ka tha engineering 3rd year mai tha. Mere family mai hum 3 log the. Mai, mom and dad. Mere dad ek bank employee hai and meri mom housewife. Unka naam anjali hai, age 43, bahut fair and beautiful. hamara ek driver tha. Uska naam Aslam tha. Wo muslim tha. Bahut acha aadmi tha. Mom ko bhi bahot help karta tha. Ye story meri...
I’d never felt worse in my life. My wife had admitted to cheating on me, and at the end of a horrible week trying to reconcile things with her she told me she wanted a divorce and was going to stay with her parents. "I can't wear this anymore," she said as she slipped off her wedding ring and set it on the table by the entryway. Then she was gone.That was two days ago. I was depressed and suicidal, and had started drinking early in the day. As the hours went by my swirling mix of emotions...
Nimmi aur Raj nange hi ek dusre ke alingan mein so gaye. Raj ne aaj pehli baar choot ki chudayi ki thee aur Nimmi ne aaj tak bahut se lund liye thay lekin Raj ka lund anokha hi tha. Khas iss liye ki vo abhi bas 18 saal ka tha aur dusra ki vo usski saheli ka beta tha. Nimmi apni saheli ke Pati Ramesh se bhi chudwa chuki thee jab vo zinda tha. Baap ke baad bete se chudwane ki khushi alag hi thee. Nimmi aur Raj gehri need mein sote rahe. Jab subha Raj ki need khuli to apne pass Nimmi aunty ko...
Madeleine was working late with her new boss Deirdre. They’d been working late for two weeks trying to tidy the mess left by the previous manager. At last they’d cleared the backlog. Deirdre sighed, looked directly at Madeleine, and stretched up her arms – her large soft breasts pushed forward in her skintight jumper making it ride up to reveal a stretch of suntanned stomach. ‘I think this calls for a celebration.’ Madeleine was disturbed by the sinking feeling in...
My Life As a Cumdump - Part 1 of 4I finally decided to write down my experiences as a cumpdump and share them with everyone here. I have been reading for a while, and it’s only fair to share, and I also hope my experiences, good and bad, can help someone who are new to this, and know that you and I – we are not alone.Yes, I am definitely a pussyboi cumdump, but I am an owned cumdump. Matt is younger than me, and lives in the same apartment complex. Maybe I am just a faggot for him to use, a cum...
After a long stressful day at work, Andy and Warren were winding down at Distiller's Microbrew & Tap. Each were on their second beer when Warren said, "Andy, did you read the news this morning?""Didn't have time. What, another story about the President's Tweets?""No, Andy, something worse.""Immigrants being deported?""Worse.""Well then, Warren, what in the hell is upsetting you so much?"The two men were talking sports, politics and women. Warren took a swig from his glass and said, "You're not...
CheatingMarch, 1920 Le Havre, France It was with a deep sense of melancholy that I stood along the rail at the stern of the ocean liner, watching the coast of France recede into the distance. I was going home, after seven years of service with the American Embassy in Paris, and while part of me was glad to be returning to America, a larger part of me knew I was leaving behind a large part of my life. It was a cold, blustery day on the cusp of spring, and I had my overcoat buttoned to the top to...
December, 1915 Paris, France Madeleine looked resplendent in her dark green dress, with the bright red corsage I had pinned on her breast. She looked very much in keeping with the holiday, which was the idea, since we were entering the ballroom at the Ritz Hotel, the same one where we had spent our wedding night, for the American Embassy’s annual Christmas banquet. Because the United States was still neutral in the Great War that was raging not far away, we were not under the same moral...
June, 1915 Paris, France ‘A toast! A toast to Robert,’ cried Sergei Hoffmann, over the din of well-wishers. ‘Hear, hear!’ was the response from several corners of the room. We were gathered in the private room of a well-known Paris restaurant for the traditional bachelor’s night, and the good food and copious amounts of spirits in all varieties had made for a memorable evening. Stories – many of them bawdy – had been told and conversation had been brisk. These were my friends, the people I...
THE CONTINUING STORY OF DANIELLE CUMMINGS BEING A HIGH SCHOOL GIRL ISNT ALWAYS FUN Danielle Cummings was a 16 year old high school sophomore in a shore town in New Jersey. She was also transgender. She had always been a somewhat effeminate boy, preferring to play with the neighborhood girls and participate in the same things they did. When she was younger, this meant jumprope, jacks, hopscotch, dolls and tea parties. She wasn't allowed to wear dresses {in public} but in all other...
I have taken the story "My Story" that I have published elsewhere in other forums and tidied it up a bit, including breaking it up into smaller instalments. It's actually my autobiography and the history of my nylon fetish that led me to Crossdressing. The opening scenes in "The Silken Family Trap" about my Mom and Sis always being around displaying their nyloned legs whilst Dad was away are true (although he was away working not in jail lol) and really enforced my fetish. I did...
Abbey of course was disgusted when I came in her hands and she wiped her hand on my body, covering me with my own semen. "Now fuck off out of here pantyboy," she said, "and never touch my underwear ever again". I heard her mocking laughter as I ran down the hall the bedroom in which I was staying. To say I was terrified was an understatement; I was so scared she would tell everyone about my perversion. Days, then weeks passed and nothing happened. Whenever I met Abbey she would snigger...
CHAPTER 8 Paris, France March, 1918 I had been on furlough from my duties as an attache from the U.S. Embassy to Gen. Pershing’s headquarters, and Madeleine and I had finally reconnected after months of forced celibacy after her miscarriage and subsequent emergency hysterectomy. I had finally come to realize how close she had come to dying that day. Only a quick transfusion of blood helped her survive the surgery that saved her life, but deprived her of the ability to have any more...
June, 1917 Paris, France It was on a warm late spring morning that I arrived in my office to be greeted with a summons to the ambassador’s office. When I arrived, I stopped short, for Mr. Stark had a visitor, someone I knew well, and for whom I had decidedly mixed feelings. Gen. John James Pershing was seated in a chair across from the ambassador’s desk, and he rose when I entered the office. ‘Sergeant Guidry,’ he said as he offered his hand in greeting, using the rank to which I had risen...
Madeline in Oregon She hadn't seen her Aunt Margo in many years but she wasn't feeling guilty. Her family had made it clear. They did not agree with two women living together. The telephone call had to be dealt with immediately though. Margo was her mother's sister and had received the lion's share of the estate at the probate three years earlier. The call wasn't from her Aunt, rather from Margo's younger 'partner' Allen. Aunt Margo had been married but after nineteen years they had...
There have been times when other issues or rather other forms of play have played an important and even pivotal moments of our life together that has been just as difficult, but once they have been accepted I have found for the most part the struggle with them is over and I learn to accept them without further fighting. But even though I can logically see where those times of being called His slut and the many other forms of consensual humiliation arises, that I will always respond with some...
Paris, France February, 1915 It was cold, bitterly cold, as I turned up the collar of my overcoat and walked out of the embassy into the gathering gloom of the late afternoon. On impulse, I decided to turn down the little side street that was so familiar and visit Marcel’s again. I hadn’t been there since my return to France a few weeks earlier, and I found I missed it. So much had changed in Paris since those heady days of August, when the young Frenchmen had so eagerly sought out war. No...
Face Value by GENEVA Made Mademoiselle When the Emperor Napoleon had invaded Austria, just before his victory at Austerlitz, Jerome Meunier and I, Henri Cachin, were part of the French forces, in an infantry regiment. I suppose I should have been proud to do military service and serve under the greatest general that France had seen, but the soldier's life was not for me. As a street urchin in Bordeaux I had been involved in some petty theft from the shopkeepers, and as I grew older...
Dave Makes Debbie Begbydeepemerald©This story started innocently enough. I started my first job three weeks after graduating from high school. I worked in the reception at a big conference hotel and it was a job I enjoyed a lot and I knew that they liked to promote people from within their own ranks so I could have a great career there. About a month after I started working there I started dating one of the chefs. His name was Leon and he'd trained in France and he used to put on a French...
We though to go to Kashmir ie to Jammu and further. We made our plan in hurry and we didn’t have much opportunity to make a reservation. We decided to go without reservation. I was month of December and winter was hard. It was 9 pm and we were waiting for our train. I was very excited about this plan because i didn’t have sex for two month because i was living in my house and didn’t have opportunity to meet my bf in hotel. I want to tell you that my college is in Jaipur and his college is also...
Hi Friends I am Tanvi. I am here to narrate my real life experience which happened me in a train journey (Excuse me for my English in this story) .I am engineer by profession and a keen reader of Sex stories. It is evident that we all have some kind of sexual experience which does not fit the normal criteria. I have born in Delhi and belong to upper middle class family. When I was 8 yrs. old I was sexually abuse by my cousin. I was unaware of such things and he took advantage of my innocence in...
Hi Friends I am Tanvi. I am here to narrate my real life experience which happened me in a train journey (Excuse me for my English in this story) .I am engineer by profession and a keen reader of Sex stories. It is evident that we all have some kind of sexual experience which does not fit the normal criteria. I have born in Delhi and belong to upper middle class family. When I was 8 yrs. old I was sexually abuse by my cousin. I was unaware of such things and he took advantage of my innocence in...
Author note: This is the first part of a tale that might or might not be continued. It is set some time in the mid 18th century (so not strictly Victorian, but that category seemed closest). Corsets and Cutlasses, Part I: Madeline and Elizabeth's Ocean Voyage. 1. Cabin transformation "Hold still silly," Elizabeth chided me, "this is tricky and I'll have your eye out if you move like that." She waved the dark kohl pencil threateningly. "But it wasn't me!" I protested...
September, 1916 Paris, France It was a Monday, when my life took a significant turn. I had completed my morning exercise at the embassy and had arrived in my office when I was summoned to Mr. Stark’s office for what was described as an urgent meeting. This in itself was not unusual, as I spent almost half my time in the ambassador’s company, discussing events, planning strategies or interpreting for him. But this time, I found him in the company of a high-ranking British general and the...
Author’s note: It has been nearly a year and a half since my last submission, and over these past few months of idleness, I’ve been searching for some idea, some story line that would challenge me, and get me excited about writing again. I have about a dozen stories that I’ve started, but never got fired up over, so they sit in a file somewhere and will likely never see the light of day. I kept coming back to this scenario, however, and each time I did, the more it intrigued me. With the...
I am Rahul, working in an MNC. My wife is Menka. Today we went on a long drive. Now and then, I go out with my wife. I’m a workaholic. Until now, I did not understand anything except my work, my career. But now I try to give my beautiful wife as much time as possible. Because Menka is currently mentally disturbed. A few days ago, she had an unwanted miscarriage. She had many dreams about her future child. She had imagined various things. But in this unwanted miscarriage, her dream has been...
Madeline had gotten divorced three years ago and she hadn't been with a man since. She always told herself that she didn't need another man that her dildo worked just fine. She lied to herself on that subject. She really wanted to feel needed again. She wanted to feel attractive and sexy. She really wanted to feel a dick in her that was attached to a body. Most days she didn't think about it. Her three daughters lived with her still though they were all over twenty and work always got in the...
How did I let myself get talked into this? Here I was playing my 12 string Framus guitar at a nursing home so that my best friend could make points with his newest intended conquest. Her mother was holding the sheet music for me and since she was holding it just below her bust I was having trouble concentrating. That was SOME bust and the cleavage left me gasping. Trying to play music I was not used to was bad enough without the added distraction my music stand was giving me. If the songs...
It had been six months since I'd moved in next door to an amazing lady. She was in her early to mid sixties, had a vibrant warm personality, and immediately befriended me showing genuine concern after my divorce. Madeline and I became good friends. I very often stopped by after work to check on her, see how she was doing, and generally on the weekends, did a few odd jobs for her. Having Madeline as a friend, someone to talk to, made the days easier to deal with and not quite so lonely. She...
Hi guys, this is mallu girl Jenny back with the second part of the story. Read the first part before reading this part. I got a lot of responses for my previous story. Thank you guys for your support. I have made changes on the basis of your response. I hope you like this story too. There are conversations in this part which are exchanged in Malayalam and translated it for the ease of understanding. After the incident with the beggar, my lust increased and I started to masturbate thinking the...
Hi, I am Jenny. I am 23 years old, this is my first story. So I hope you won’t mind the mistakes. My body figure is “42-36-48”. I am fair and chubby with large boobs and ass. Coming to the story, I am from Kerala and this incident happened a few years back when I was 19. During my summer vacation after the 12th examination, I visited my mother’s paternal home which was located on Wayanad. My grandparents lived there alone. It was an estate home with 5 acres of land around it with full of rubber...
I would suggest you read the preceding 7 parts before this – it will help make sense of it. Once again, Jenkins provides her account. During the soiree that marked Madeleine’s ‘coming of age’ as it were, I felt proud to see her entertain her guest. She behaved with grace and charm such as one might expect of a lady of better birth or greater education. I confess freely that as I laced her into that corset it was my strongest desire to hold her to me and to claim that prize which I knew her...
I would suggest you read the preceding 7 parts before this - it will help make sense of it. Once again, Jenkins provides her account. During the soiree that marked Madeleine’s ‘coming of age’ as it were, I felt proud to see her entertain her guest. She behaved with grace and charm such as one might expect of a lady of better birth or greater education. I confess freely that as I laced her into that corset it was my strongest desire to hold her to me and to claim that prize which I knew her...
LesbianHi…..amar naam A, 24 bochor boyesh, motamuti bhaloi shashtho. Amar girlfriend er naam S, 20 bochor boyesh, 34-38-34, sexy figure. Forsha besh, dudh gulo toh aro forsha. Halka pinkish nipples, norom tultule. Ektu chushe kamralei laal hoye jay, toh bujhtei parchen kotota norom ar sensitive. Shob theke uttejonadayok byaparta hochche or nipples, ekdom hard ar boro…..jotoi chushi mon bhore na. Sexy komor, tight ass…ar laal bheja gud ta dekhlei amar 5.8inch bara lafye lafye othe. Or sex khub chorom...
The next morning I awoke late for breakfast because it was not a school day. Usually, my Grandmother rings a bell, and I am punished if I am not dressed, washed, and ready for breakfast. This morning I heard many bells jingling downstairs as I awoke and washed up in the washbasin. My mother was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor. She had a very sheer nightshirt that was as translucent as my own. It really didn’t matter because while she was on her hands and knees, I could see her...
Hello amar nam Amar bakhsi.Aamar boyosh 33 ami ekta private comapany te chakri kari General manager er poste. Aamar stri Shila boyosh 24 bochhor, Forsa rang bodbodo chokh duto, mukhe sab samai hasi,height 5’8″, Bhison sundari aar sexy ekebare nikhut body. Rasta diye jakhan hate takhan loke ghure ghure takai tar jouvane bhara shorirer dike.Amader Company r chairman Mr. Khanna age prayee 55 er kachha kachhi, Khub sunder atheletic body, byayam kore khub bhalo swastho aar lamba choura figure ek...
Amy's legs wobbled as she walked away down the corridor. I bit my lip and suppressed the urge to jump with glee. She was clearly flustered. Her little dress was crumpled and out of shape, having been on my floor all night. Every few steps, she'd stop, pat down the creases, and pull at the hem to prevent it from riding up her juicy thighs.Whenever she moved, I gazed at the firm little humps of her ass swaying under the fabric. I wondered whether her cheeks were still pink from all the spanks I'd...
1. Jace is lying in the bed next to his brother. When they graduated high school a couple years ago, just before they headed off to different colleges, Jace begged Derek for one thing. For his brother to fuck him. They had decided on different schools, in different states, which meant being apart from each other. They had a close relationship to say the least but as twins they could barely stomach the thought of separating. The sun filters through the window and highlights Derek's short brown...
IncestHere is my experienne with my maid servant aunty aged 50 yrs. I am a Software developer working in a software company at Trivandrum.When I was at the age of 25 my mother was sick ( pressure, Asthama etc. etc ).I alone have to take care of my mother since my brother was in Kuwait. So I planned to employ a old lady to take care my mother’s health and treatment.Finally I got one maid servant name RemaDevi aged 50.She had 3 daughters , 2 of them got married.All the expennses incured for the...
I'm drunk, not with alcohol, but with your scent. I can feel it fill my nostrils when I breathe in, the smell of your skin is intoxicating. As I pull your hair exposing your neck my inhibitions begin to melt as I smell the sides of your exposed throat. I run my teeth along your pale skin as a small moan escapes your mouth.I hold your long hair firmly in my clenched fist as I take my fill of you with not just my sense of smell, but also my sight. I feast my eyes on the sight of you, your exposed...
Made Madeleine A terrible storm, refuge in an unfamiliar house. Some doors just aren't meant to be opened, some paths never tread. Every new space has its consequences... It had been almost clich? when the great double doors of the mansion yawned open after I rang the doorbell, lightning flashing ominously. True, from the outside it didn't look like anyone who lived here was at home, but I at least expected to be greeted by a snobby butler or a portly maid. When I was ushered in by a...
Hi friends… my name is vinay varma im from west godavari.. But this was happened in hyderabad.. I really didn’t expected that even im also going to tell my own story.. First of all thank you so much to iss for posting different kind of stories here.. Im almost daily reading some of the stories here in this site… coming to the story I love romance more than the se… naaku chala mandi tho s.X chese chance vachindi but nenu andariki commit avvaledu.. Bcoz im not a call boy to fuck each and every...
Series 3, Episode 3: Madeline So far in this series we’ve had a skinny emo teenager with big boobs, and a slightly overstuffed punky blonde ... We’re due a good looking lady – and here she is... We focus on a married couple walking hand-in-hand along the Albert Dock in Liverpool. She’s short and very pretty without being stunning. The kind of lady who looks good in the street but would disappear if you stood her next to a model. Her long and thick reddish brown hair hangs way below her...
Hi, my name is R. I live in gorgon with my girlfriend and well the truth is I like people looking at my wife. She is not that pretty but My God she has a great figure and not the model figure. She is 40E-30-38, I am always looking for the pics of a big cock preferably black, and it just turns me on thinking of a black guy on top of my girlfriend. And the contrast of a black on wheatish… Well my wife likes to see big cocks whether a black, white, dog, horse bull and others and we talk a lot...
The smoothness of the panties felt rather pleasurable around my privates as I drove toward her place. She is a switch who complimented me on one of my stories. We conversed on the Internet, and I admitted that I was also a switch. I told her of my experiences both Dominant and as a submissive. The more the conversation progressed the more my old submissive feelings arose. She evidently sensed that as well. I told her that I’d be willing to be her slave. She consented, but she giggled and said...
FetishOne of my girlfriends called me the other night and told me about an awesome "beg for mercy" game she played at a party.The name of the game intriqued so of course I wanted to know more. She said there was another party and wanted me to come with her. Needless to say, I was ready to go!On the way over there she explained the rules of the game to me. Here they are in a nutshell: there are no rule; anything goes!The object of the game is to be the girl who can go the longest without begging for...
You may care to read the first part of this story before embarking on this episode. It will explain the context. The following morning as instructed I found myself in Mistress Pickles’s bedchamber. ‘Jenkins reports that you learn well and quickly. I knew you would. Come, girl, undress and show me what you have learned at her hands. I hastily removed my attire but slowed when she told me to take more time and to give her the pleasure of a slow revelation of my body. She had me stand quite naked...
You may care to read the first part of this story before embarking on this episode. It will explain the context. The following morning as instructed I found myself in Mistress Pickles’s bedchamber. 'Jenkins reports that you learn well and quickly. I knew you would. Come, girl, undress and show me what you have learned at her hands. I hastily removed my attire but slowed when she told me to take more time and to give her the pleasure of a slow revelation of my body. She had me stand quite naked...
LesbianI recently returned from a 2 week holiday in Madeira and had to write down a toe curlingly sexy experience that I had. I am 40 and have always loved older women. Madeira is the ideal holiday destination to see refined, well dressed English ladies over 60. My family spent most of the days out and about so I had the opportunity to lie on a lounger round one of the pools in my hotel (next to Reids) to catch the sun and the eye of a few ladies.On the day in question I founder a lounger in a shaded...
Hi guys, my name is Paul. I am 28 years old and this incident happened last summer. I belong to Andhra Pradesh and have been staying in Pune for many years. This incident happened while I was in Hyderabad on an office trip. The office meeting was over by Friday and I thought of enjoying my weekend in Hyderabad by experiencing the culture and cuisine over there. The whole day went well on Saturday. By evening I was exhausted of so much traveling around and by 9 pm I decided to return to my hotel...
Hi this is Raman. I have posted a few porn stories on indiansexstories2.net and now this is my first post at this site. Hope you enjoy this story. Please send your comments at Krishna Ki Shadi “Shadi sampan hui! Ab tum pati patni ho chukey ho!” Panditji ne kaha aur main apni patni ko lekar mandir se bahar chala gaya. Meri patni Meera meri adhiyapika reh chuki thee. Meera Srivastav mujhe Hindi padhati thee aur hamare college ke hostel mein rehti thee. Koi nahin keh sakta tha ki Meera meri patni...
It started when I was 18.I was asked to remove myself my my place of residence.That request came from my parents. I was apparently a bad k** ,but I was still a decent student and I was starting college in the fall. As luck would have it, my elderly grand mother lived near where I would be attending.Grandma had a 3 story row house, she lived in the middle floor and the top and bottom floors had full apartments that she kept unoccupied. All three floors were connected by a stairwell , but each...
Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to die for. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her daughter and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that's the story. It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can't make up its mind whether it...