Jenny Gets a Discount
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Would you make me a discount??Home alone again; Victor flying that early morning out of town. I was still in bed at midday, touching myself until I calmed down with an intense orgasm…Then I woke up, had a warm shower and dressed formal; because I was willing to go on shopping at the mall. I needed new shoes; my loving husband´s credit card paying a brand new nice pair of high heels would calm me down for sure…I entered the mall and went directly to my favorite shoes place.The shop was almost...
My name is Chas, short for Charles, but no one calls me by anything but Chas. I went with that version of my name when I was in high school. I figured it gave me something unique, maybe distinctive. It also comes in handy in my line of work. You see, I'm a male escort, a gigolo if you will. The ladies seem to love calling me Chas and, since they are paying to play, whatever they love works for me. I'm 26 years old, 6'2" and 185 lbs. of lean, toned body. I was blessed with a large cock, just shy...
MatureFamily DiscountI put down the wrench and stretched my arm, looking to the clock up on the wall. It was 10 minutes to closing time so I sighed and turned to my co-worker. "Coby, you can go on home. I'll close up shop."I received a nod in response from my friend as he pulled down the hood of the car he was working on and began walking towards the changing room. I grabbed my box of tools and walked over to the messy work-bench, setting it down on a somewhat clean space. As I looked into the mirror...
I remember it was an autumn afternoon, and Durga Puja was nearing. Like every year, I had to accompany mom for her shopping. We live in Kolkata, and Durga Puja is one of the major festivals. Every lady in this city craves beautiful sarees from Bada Bazaar, and so did my mom. Talking about my mom, she is a beautiful Bengali woman. She is chubby, and if I am correct, her figure is 40,36,38, and she is 5’5. This makes her an extremely desirable woman by men of all ages. I am sure many men and even...
Incest“Tariq, you need to go get a suit for Uncle Mack’s funeral,” Jackie Woods instructed her twenty-four year old son.“Okay, ma,” grunted the fast food worker who was on his day off playing Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare.“I’m serious. Do it today. You can use JC Penney card.”“Yes, ma’am.”“Tariq! Have that suit before we leave for Cleveland tonight.”“Okay,” the six-foot-one-inch slim dark-skinned guy huffed as he paused his game. “I’ma get ready and go now.”“Thank you,” the exasperated woman sighed....
I wish you would be the woman I meet on my next site visit. You open the door wearing low cut clingy top. skirt slightly too short tight around your ass and high heels. I'm slightly stunned by the surprise of such a sexy Beauty answering the door and almost stammer as I introduce myself. You're having your basement finished so you invite me in to show me the way.You lead me down the stairs to the poorly lit basement,2x4 framing and not much else. As you walk around I drink you in. The wiggles...
Sometimes life does not go as planned. Things get inevitable, and that’s how life treats, extremely unpredictable, unfaithful, and then sudden! The smoothness of the life track can change into a rocky path without an alert. It demands to go with the flow before it gets worse. The smartness and a sense of alertness lead to compromise with the circumstances. Going with the flow to get through the crucial situation, just like a person about to drown would swim through by holding anything that...
LesbianDiscountenanceBy Brewt.BlacklistSeptember 2012THE SUBMISSIVES I have encountered have all been quite delicate creatures, easy to frighten, easy to offend. Mouthy as hell.When they are not on their knees, of course.Indeed. It's as though they save all their strength for then.Probably a defensive mechanism. I suspect the verbal attacks are that, too.Possibly. Take this one, for example.My Lord, I . . .Shut up. Don't interrupt me. God damn it, what was I saying? Oh, yes. When this one isn't here...
Hi guys… This is another old one of mine. I don’t really have anything new because there’s been too much real life of late. But I’ve received a number of PM’s, Feedbacks, and general comments looking for information… So hopefully those of you who wrote me anonymously will get this. I’m still here. After the semester is over I’ll put more out as soon as I can. But for now be patient with me. I’ll finish everything I started… Promise. For now, here’s a token. And keep a look out cuz Mira is...
Hi readers, Akash here. This story about the first night is in continuation of the previous part, Vijita/ Viji (Mom) walked out of Akash’s bedroom with torn clothes hanging around and wet hair. She was totally tired due to her intense fucking session with Akash (son). With wide open legs, she (Viji) slowly walked towards the phone. Cum was oozing out her ass hole. Her eyes were tired of crying, and her voice was tired of screaming. She continued her conference video call with Naveena/ Navi and...
IncestHi readers, Akash here. This story about the first night is in continuation of the previous part, Vijita/ Viji (Mom) walked out of Akash’s bedroom with torn clothes hanging around and wet hair. She was totally tired due to her intense fucking session with Akash (son). With wide open legs, she (Viji) slowly walked towards the phone. Cum was oozing out her ass hole. Her eyes were tired of crying, and her voice was tired of screaming. She continued her conference video call with Naveena/ Navi and...
IncestEvan laid back on his bed with a sigh. He was exhausted, stressed, and he missed Cat. He hadn’t seen her in over a week. At least she would say more than two words when he called now. He wasn’t quite sure what he’d done to piss her off, but he was sure that she would tell him. He guessed it had something to do with him being inconsiderate of something. Sometimes, it was easy to forget she had feelings. She rarely showed them. He didn’t feel like things were going so well between them at the...
Cat sat in her spinning desk chair with her knees pulled up to her chest and her elbows propped on her knees. People told her she never looked comfortable sitting like that, but she didn’t see why. Her name said a lot about her nature. While ‘Cat’ was short for Catherine, Catherine Williams, she had the natural grace and light-footedness of felines. She was also standoffish and a little prickly at times, as well as well-groomed, adorable, and fun to watch. She was thinking. And she was...
Cat couldn’t get Evan out of her head. She had been trying since the moment he walked away from the café table the previous night. ‘Damn’ she muttered as she stood up from the kitchen table in her apartment. She walked to the refrigerator to get chilled water. She leaned against the cabinet and stared at the drawing pad on the table. The beginnings of a cityscape were apparent. The foreground was entirely erased. She often used either herself or Ande for the model of any woman in her art and...
It was nice to be able to spend the day grooming, being artistic, and cooking. Cat had just finished taking a pan of cinnamon buns out of the oven and flopped down on the sofa to lounge and think for a few minutes. She had no idea what time Evan would be back. It was still early in the afternoon, so she probably had a little while. He had left her a key and she had wandered the neighborhood around his apartment, going into little shops of various sorts until she had a small supply of grooming...
It’s a hot sunny afternoon and you’re driving over to my place for what I have promised to be a great dinner and evening together. You pull into the driveway and walk up to the door. With your finger ready to push the bell you hesitate just a second to wonder what I have in mind that will make this dinner special compared to the other wonderful days we have spent together. I hear the door bell and walk to answer it and feel my heart quicken as it always does when I know I will see you. As I...
Before I let you in on what happened last Thursday, I’ll let you in on something else: I’m all business. Always have been. As a kid my favorite game was “Business”. In the game “Business” me and my other child friends would sit a few feet away from each other and pretend-work in silence. Every now and then one of us would shout “I’ve made an advancement! This company and everyone in it is gonna be rich!” Then we’d all cheer and then get right back to work. As time went on, the other kids grew...
Group SexShower. (Fingercuffs too) "Ive told you before. Its not a shower." Mark says, his grin becoming even wider. "Its a wet room." Personally I have always considered it somewhere between the two. His bathroom is gorgeous. Plenty of pure white tile with random grey and black tiles spread around the walls. Very masculine but then Mark lives alone and can...
"Fingercuffs". Okay, I admit it, its all my fault. I was the one who suggested going out for a drink. It was me who thought we could take Mark along as he seems a bit down just recently. It was also me who agreed to going back to his for a nightcap. I gladly accept all the blame for what happened next. Even if none of it was my idea. It had been a fun if low key sort of night. Just three friends hanging out in a local pub. Mark's a bit like me in his sense of humour. He doesnt so much...
This is the mostly true story of how I lost my finger at work in a tragic yet humorous accident. It is up to you the reader to decide which parts are true, which parts are humorous and which parts I'm just blowing smoke up your ass. It was a Monday like any other Monday, but this Monday was special. It was Sewards day. Just to refresh your memories, Sewards day is celebrated (in Alaska anyway) for the purchase of Alaska from those Godless commies bastards, the Russians. Trust me when I say...
It’s a hot sunny afternoon and you’re driving over to my place for what I have promised to be a great dinner and evening together. You pull into the driveway and walk up to the door. With your finger ready to push the bell you hesitate just a second to wonder what I have in mind that will make this dinner special compared to the other wonderful days we have spent together. I hear the door bell and walk to answer it and feel my heart quicken as it always does when I know I will see you. As I...
Quickie SexFor me, masturbation has become a way of life. Its my religion and i am a very observant worshipper. I come to the altar of porn at least twice a day and worship by wanking my little baby penis as i lust over pornography on several screens. As my relationship with porn grows, i enjoy taking on new fetsishes and ways of masturbating. Recently i have gotten very deep into small penis humiliation and have learned to better accept my tiny penis. As part of this acceptance I have realized what a...
1977... the year Skynyrd crashed, Star Wars came out, and I had an 9th grade math teacher named Mrs. Lambfinger. Horrible name, I know, and it was that much worse that her first name was Pamela and sort of rhymed (Pamela Ramyerfinger), though I only thought of her as Mrs. Lambfinger. No. Not quite true. I thought of her in many different ways. I sometimes thought of her unbuttoning her top for me, button by button, to reveal-- well, I'm not sure now how my fantasies played out, since they had...
The Gwinnett Braves were in the first series of an early-May homestand against the Durham Bulls, the triple-A affiliate of the Tampa Bay Rays of the American League East. Tampa Bay was known for its solid pitching, and their AAA club was loaded with exceptionally good young pitchers eager to move up to the majors. They threw hard, showed a lot of confidence, and the starter I’d seen the day before, from my position on the bench, seemed to have a mean streak to go with his wild, inconsistent...
It was after our return home from another road trip before I again even considered Rollie’s stupid plan for meeting women. Going to church had never been something I chose to do with my Sunday mornings. Staying in bed, maybe nursing the previous night’s mild hangover, was more my speed. But it was getting lonely, living in a strange town like Lawrenceville, not knowing any of my neighbors, not really being part of a community when I was in town, and then being out of town half the damned...
I gave Tad my phone number and left the Unitarians, probably forever. But still, there was no denying that I’d just had a profoundly religious experience. There had to be a God, with creatures like Peggy Gabriel running around loose! I wondered how old she was. She sure didn’t look old, but her boy, Tad, looked like he could be eight or even nine. She could be, like, thirty, even. Not exactly over the hill, but maybe too old to give a second look to a kid like me. Still, I knew I looked...
Okay, so Peggy and I had cleared up, pretty quickly, the fact that we were very interested in each other. Like a couple of adults, though, we didn’t do anything about it right away. Well, not that night, at least. After an open date Monday, the Braves were playing at home for the next three days. Monday was Peggy’s other day off. But she had a couple of classes at the university in the afternoon and she explained that Monday night was traditionally her big night for homework. We concluded...
Reluctantly, I followed Peggy’s instructions and didn’t contact her all day Tuesday. She had left for home in the early hours of the morning, helped get Tad off to school, slept a few hours, went to her classes and then back home for a quiet off-day evening with her mom and son. I slept most of the day, showed up for pre-game workouts, went hitless in four trips that night, and went out with some of the guys for a steak Tuesday night. Despite the bad day at the plate, I had gotten enough...
Things went better for me at Coolray Field on Wednesday night. I slapped two line-drive singles and a homer, and we won handlily, 8-3. After the game, I showered and dressed and headed straight for Peggy’s house, arriving around 11 p.m. Sarah invited me in and we headed for the kitchen. She had a very attractive tuna casserole waiting, and I dug in, explaining that anything with pasta was on my list of favorite things. Sarah was easy to talk to and we got along great A little after midnight,...
The road trip was only 9 games, but it seemed like 19. In my short time with the Gabriel family, it felt like my whole life had changed. Sure, I was having the best sex I’d ever had, but strangely, that was far from being the sum total of the changes I was experiencing. I had something to do every day – something I really wanted to do, besides going to the park and playing baseball. Peggy was the new center of my life, but in addition there was Tad, and his lovely grandma, Sarah. All three of...
It took me most of the day to get to Louisville, find the hotel where my new club, the Norfolk Tides, was staying, and report to my new manager, Rick Dawkins – a retired Orioles’ infielder who’d been manager at Norfolk for three years. “Game starts tonight at 7,” Dawkins told me. “You’ll probably start at DH.” “Okay. Listen, you mind if I ask a question?” “Shoot.” “You have any idea why Baltimore wants me? I hear they gave up a good prospect for me, and, shit, they’ve got the best DH in...
The dog days of early August came and went, and after lo these many weeks (only five weeks, actually, but it sure seemed longer) we were scheduled to head for Gwinnett for the final three-game series of the season with that club. There were only sixteen games left in our International League season. We were tied for the Division lead with Gwinnett, but I was secretly kind of hoping we wouldn’t make the playoffs. All making the post-season would do would be to delay my return to Lawrenceville...
The Orioles were still in contention for a wild card spot in the post-season when, finally, we got to Atlanta for the mid-September three-game series with the Braves. I knew I was unlikely to get much of a shot at being a factor in that series, and that we needed some wins – most preferably a sweep – to stay in contention. But despite all that frustration, the main thought I had flying down to Atlanta was that at long last – after more than a month – I’d be seeing Peggy again. She was going...
We left Atlanta and resumed our confrontations with our fellow AL East contenders. The Orioles were still not out of it, but Boston and New York both had slight leads on us within the Division, and at the moment, we were a game and a half out of making even the second wild card position. The way the wild card playoff system operated, one of the two also-rans who wedged their way into the post-season was heading for an ignominious quick exit by losing a single post-season matchup. It felt...
After the talk with Sarah I resolved to be as sensitive as possible with Peggy about my long absences, and to try to reassure here constantly, just in case what her mother had told me was the true reason for Peggy’s strange behavior. I still found it a little hard to believe. Peggy was intelligent and pretty swift on the uptake. She had a great sense of humor and when we were together, there was no sign of any attitude except warmth. Maybe my trade to Norfolk while the Braves were on the...
The next three weeks were everything I had hoped they would be. I got up each morning and helped launch Tad. We’d skip the bus most mornings and I’d drive him to school. I looked for little projects around the house to help Sarah keep the place in great shape. I’d never been much of a do-it-yourselfer, but if it was something that looked undemanding, I would take it on and, if unsuccessful, I’d call in a professional. Peggy continued her busy schedule, driving east three days a week for...
We rented a car at the airport in Albuquerque and I treated Peg and Tad to a brief driving tour of downtown on our way to my parents’ house. As I expected, my wicked stepmother was waiting for us at the front door when we finally drove up. Maria was slender, had long, jet-black hair with attractive bits of grey. She was still, in her late 50s, a beautiful, somewhat distinguished-looking woman. It was easy to see why my dad had seen fit to end his widower status after he and Maria had gotten...
The remaining days of our brief trip to New Mexico were relaxed and fun. My dad finally got his opportunity to show me off to some of his friends and faculty colleagues, and they were appropriately admiring of his oversized son’s athletic accomplishments. Peggy and Maria became fast friends, and nothing more was discussed about Peggy’s unusual occupation. Tad got the attention a prospective grandson would expect to receive, and the boy really liked Albuquerque. The Friday morning after...
The new year arrived, the holidays ended, and Peggy resumed her studies with a beefed-up class schedule. I rented her a room in a private home in Athens, near the university, so that on some weekdays she could sleep over, avoid the commute, and spend more time in the school library. Most nights, though, she was back with us in Lawrenceville. And she religiously adhered to her two-nights-a-week performances at The Naked Truth. The new schedule suited all of us. Peggy could focus more on her...
Looked up and saw three of my angels; Alice, Alison and Angie giggling together like they always did. Three of the five great gifts they’re mother gave me before she took off. All I knew about what was going on was when I was served with divorce papers from a court in Reno, Nevada. “Daddy.” I heard one of their sisters’ call from the front door and waited to hear it slam again. Then the other two gifts I’d received almost seemed to bounce into the room; Barbie and Bea. Alice, Alison and...
FIVE WORDS FIVE WORDS by Velvetglove STANDARD DISCLAIMER AND COPYRIGHT ?Five Words? is a fictional story. Neither events nor characters portrayed are based in reality and any resemblance with actual persons is entirely coincidental. Copyright is claimed by the author. Part One: July ?Does your offer still stand ?? Five Words.Just Five Words. The five words that changed his life. The handful of words that turned him from a husband, father and successful businessman into something else...
It had only been as week since I became “Amy Macabe, Associate Entertainment Specialist, Cascade Club, Tucson” and I just smiled. Not a bad job for a forty-three old divorcee with no future. I had been running my own escort service that catered exclusively to wealthy older lesbian women. Soon I became the highest paid lesbian escort in Tucson, Arizona. I earned close to $9,000.00 in a good month by making love to a select group of very classy, attractive, and wealthy women, who had embraced the...
CHAPTER SIXTEEN Johnathyn had pushed the horses pretty hard and we'd picked up almost another entire day by the time we rolled into the outskirts of Dupreeville, a town less than a day's ride from Glory. The place is named after the head guy of the government. Seems like a big suck up move to me. Dierdra said Beckwith chose this town because it was big enough that a few extra people coming and going wouldn't attract attention and it was close enough to Glory to act as a base of...
There was a young man of Khartoum Who lured a poor girl to her doom. He not only fucked her, But buggered and sucked her-- And left her to pay for the room. Garry was the hardest sell of the five friends - the idea had been John's and it shocked all of them when he first brought it up, some friends more than others. The drug came from a discrete website online, marketed for getting the woman of your dreams to fall passionately in lust for you. It was easy, mix some of your DNA with the...
I couldn't deny... I was slightly nervous. Standing in the shower, the powerful force of the jets spraying down on my naked body, the tingling of the water as it splashed down onto my stiff, hard cock. It had been five years since we had last seen other. Five years since we had spent three glorious hours in each other's company, exploring each other's body, relishing the touch, the feel, the pleasure. Five full years since, for the third time, we had climaxed together, your legs wrapped tightly...
One night, after a very long day of work and ridiculous traffic, I finally make it home. Pulling up to my driveway, I work to strip my mind of this entire horrible day. I feel dirty from dealing with a demanding boss, incorrigible clients, and incompetent co-workers. I notice as I come in the door all the lights are out, but your car is home. “Strange,” I think. Walking into the house, I notice my two favorite scents: chamomile and lavender. The smell is intoxicating and fills my senses. I...
Straight SexI couldn't deny... I was slightly nervous. Standing in the shower, the powerful force of the jets spraying down on my naked body, the tingling of the water as it splashed down onto my stiff, hard cock. It had been five years since we had last seen other. Five years since we had spent three glorious hours in each other's company, exploring each other's body, relishing the touch, the feel, the pleasure. Five full years since, for the third time, we had climaxed together, your legs wrapped tightly...
I didn’t tell my sexy aunt Venus that I have arrived the States because I wanted to give her a big surprise. I called a taxi, and told the driver my aunt’s address. It was the first time I went to the States, everything was so new to me. Girls I saw were all sexy like hell there. But even though I was looking to those girls who I thought were sexy walking outside the taxi, all I was thinking of was my aunt. I could not forget the scene I saw five years ago, that she was nude in front of me,...
Incest************************************************** Prologue ************************************************** Cool midnight air drifted gently through the open window of James' bedroom, carrying with it the distant sounds of nocturnal suburban activity. A passing car ground its tires softly into the pavement, on the way by. Insects chirped. On the bed, James' sheets rose and fell smoothly with the pattern of steady breathing. Next to his slumbering shape, the other half of the bed...
Continuation of House of the Rising SunFive Nights With Madame PearlDay One Mistress Sun had asked me to stay at her house for the week while she was out of town on business. I gladly accepted, knowing how happy it would make my mistress. My first mistake came on Monday morning while I was attending to my morning erection. I was in Mistress Sun?s bathroom, eyes closed and completely oblivious to anything other than pleasuring myself when I heard a distinctly feminine cough. I opened my...
I had known Edith in a casual way for several months but wanted to get to know her better. My roommate at the boarding house was dating Edith's sister, Elaine, so, as he would be leaving after supper to see her, I would ask him to say hello to Edith from me. After about three weeks of dropping hints, he got the message as one Saturday evening, he said that he, Elaine and Edith were going skating the next afternoon and would I like to join them. Of course, I jumped at the chance.The next...
MasturbationCHAPTER ONE She made me promise to visit her grave. "Alex," she gasped, "promise me ... you'll visit ... us ... every week." I gently held her hand, careful not to dislodge any of the needles in her arm carrying painkillers and other drugs to her shattered body. "Mom, you aren't going to die ... you're gonna make it. Just rest and let the doctors do their jobs." The nurse turned away from the hospital bed as she changed one of the many IV's. I could see her face but Mom...
"It should only be a few more minutes now," the well-dressed blonde who had been introduced to them earlier as Lisa said, adjusting the wireless headset she was wearing. "If anyone needs to make a last minute trip to the bathroom, it's right across the hall." "Thanks, but I'm fine," the sandy haired seventeen year old sitting in the easy chair to her left said. Lisa turned to the equally young couple on the couch to her right to check with them, but they seemed oblivious to her...
It was two days after my fourteenth birthday. We all arranged to stay over at Susie’s remember you called Susie’s father to confirm. Then the day before Susie told her dad that our plans were changed, but I never told you and neither did the other girls tell their parents. We packed our overnight bags with our disguises and went to Susie’s, but we left her house around eight thirty. Susie told her dad she was going to bed. She put pillows under her blankets and snuck out. Tony picked us up...
When my mother left the room I turned and whispered to you. (Yes you, the person reading this.) Thank God she left. I bet she uses that big black dildo that daddy bought her. I have been dying to tell someone about the third rainbow party. I could never tell my mom so I’ll tell you.” The length of time between the first party and the second was five weeks. Tony got pissed because Sue and I bugged him almost every day after the third week. The time between the second party and the third was...
Five big black cocks for meWhen returning from New York in a plane, I met this handsome black man called Marcus.After chatting during the whole flight, he asked me to go with him to his place, but I refused because Victor would be waiting for me at the airport. But I promised him to stay in touch and we exchanged our phone numbers. I do not why I did that ridiculous thing, but I had been horny all the while I had spent with him on the plane.Some days later Victor had to fly out of the town and...
CHAPTER SIX "I am sorry, Alex, I just do not understand how this 'anarchist paradise' of yours would work in the real world." "It's simple, Johnathyn. There would be no organized government of any kind. People would be free to go about their daily lives with complete autonomy. Every man would be free to do what is best for him, to live by his own rules." "And what about women?" "Unlike your world, it would be the same for women. The same freedoms, across the board." We were...