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Meredith wrapped her lips around Nick’s cock and bobbed her head downward until she strained and her eyes watered. God, I couldn’t do that! I couldn’t even get my mouth around that cock, it was HUGE! Meredith obviously loved big cocks because she gobbled at Nick’s like it was Thanksgiving turkey. I hugged the towel around me and pulled my legs up to my chest tightly. I felt small and out of place. Watching them from my window was hugely different from actually being here in front of...
Sa .6 By the time Arie, Zach, Derek and Christa arrived, somewhat late because they'd had to swing by and pick up Jenny, the party was in full swing. There was none of this "fashionably-late" stuff; evidently Meredith had gathered a pretty punctual crowd around her. There were a few presents, mostly the slim unmistakable profiles of DVD cases, of CD cases, of hardcover and paperback books; more often it was just an envelope with a gift card. Regardless, with (let's see here... Six plus...
Meredith was unhappy. She hadn’t planned to be home to shock Liam when he brought Hana back. And she could tell he was shocked to see her but there had been something else in his eyes she could not fathom. Then she talked to her roommate. “I told Liam, I hope you had as much fun on your date as I did.” “You told Liam I was on a date?” “Why? Was it supposed to be a secret? I assumed you arranged things so you and Liam would both have dates on the same night. Oh, and he is a good kisser. He...
W .1 Have you ever felt like a stranger in your own house? Someone weird, someone odd; someone everyone has to walk carefully around, because they aren't sure who you are and they don't want to offend you? Someone unknown, someone strange? When I came downstairs for breakfast, my mother gave me such a look, and it was clear that she didn't think she knew me. Hey, I'm Arie Chang, and from the looks of things, I'm a stranger in my own house. "Hello, Arie," said my mother. "Have you...
Meredith sat in her study at Buxton House and stared at the door to Liam’s room. Of course, it was a double door. Even if she opened her side, it would need to be opened from his side as well. She thought of going to open it and see if it was already open from the other side. Instead, she picked up her phone. The little study was equipped just as she’d requested from Erich. Only more so. The desk was an elegant mahogany, polished to a high shine. A blotter protected it from anything she...
T .3 I'm starting to think that, when you sign up for The Program, events begin to conspire against you. We managed to avoid Michael at the front of the school, when I was stripping down, but not for much longer after that; and bless Brandon's heart, but even he wasn't enough to balance out the trauma of having my brother leering at me. And Bernard... Oh, hello. My name is Meredith Levine. My Program partner confuses me. I still hadn't figured out why he'd gotten so mad at me...
T .1 Waking up is all about memory. We sleep, all of us; we have to disconnect from the world for six or eight or ten hours, and then come back and figure out what we've missed. 9/11 is a good example. Wake up and your radio alarm is saying something about terrorists and the World Trade Center. Huh? At first I figured terrorists had landed in a helicopter or something. But by the time I got to school, I had the whole story. I think I liked mine better. In any case, waking up is all about...
Meredith was sitting by her phone at five minutes till ten, hoping Liam would call first thing in the morning. Her heart sped up with anticipation and she kept getting up, determined to make it more than two steps away before she returned to her waiting. She lied to her parents the previous night. She was sure they knew it. She told them it wasn’t like she had fallen in love with Liam but in fact it was very much like she had fallen in love. She could tell by her racing heart how much she...
Th .4 There are always people who know things we don't. And, when we need help, we ask those people, because sometimes we don't have the tools we need to deal with problems. Like, if my computer breaks, I call Brandon—since a certain someone is evidently off-limits to me. Brandon can't strip down and rebuilt a computer like that certain someone, but at least he can tell me what some of the error messages mean. But this time it wasn't hardware. Brandon and Meredith were nowhere in sight...
Back at Stetsen, Derek marshaled his forces. "Guys. Guys. Can I have your attention please. I need some help." We all looked up, and gathered as he beckoned: Meredith and I; Zach and Christa; Sajel; and even Jane, for whatever reason. Maybe she and Sajel had shared a 5th-period class. (I was close; it's Christa who's in AP Chemistry with Jane in 5th period.) We sat in the customary ring: Derek at the head, with Sajel at the next station around; directly across from Derek, Zach leaned...
The weekend was not what Meredith had hoped for. She thought she would meet Liam at the Rathskeller and have a nice night out. They would have a romantic walk back to campus and she would drive them out to Buxton House. With luck, they would get there after everyone had gone to bed and she would have a chance to slip into the spare room with Liam for a while. Maybe a long while. But then the strikers had pulled her off the street and held her hostage. For a few minutes. Then Liam had burst...
Th .1 By the time I had gotten to school, I already knew it was going to be a bad day. It started with me staying up until about 3 AM trying to study for an English quiz. I may be Derek Strong, naked in school and staggering around under a shitload of problems, but the grade waits for no man. The problem was, I couldn't concentrate. I hadn't spoken to Arie in a couple of days and I was horny. Which was only the least of my problems, but the most easily addressable—shut the door, whip it...
Meredith Reborn By Amanda McCree "Making that call en femme as Meredith was the best idea I ever had," Richard thought to himself. Richard Tucker was very pleased with himself, and he had good reason to be. All his work to pass as Meredith had paid off. The income from this one call would cover his overhead for the next two years. He was almost dizzy with the impact of the figures. He was practically set for life. Dressing as Meredith had made the difference. "Here's your...
Welsh March, October 31, 1355 (Julian Calendar): Harry Llewellyn was no baron or merchant. He didn't belong to a guild. He was certainly no knight. He had neither title, nor land of his own, or even freedom. Harry Llewellyn was a serf. He belonged to the land. The land, of course, belonged to King Edward III of England. It didn't matter to anyone outside of Wales that no English lord had any business owning Welsh land and assigning it to English vassals. It didn't matter that the native...
Sa .1 When I rang the doorbell, Meredith's mother answered it. Her face was lined and her hair looked whiter. "Hello, Brandon. Good morning." "Good morning, Mrs. Levine. I, uh. I guess I'm here to help Meredith set up for her birthday party." "Oh, yes, Meredith told me you were coming. Come on in. Ah. Excuse the way everything looks—we, ah. Well, Meredith delivered quite a shock to us last night." "Yes, I imagine. It was... quite a shock to us when we found out." "I don't...
F .5 When it rains, it pours, huh. Get done with one problem—Jenny's situation—and another crops up. I feel like we haven't taken a deep breath in ages. And honestly, I'm a bit scared to. Because then I would smell Brandon on my skin—it's been six hours but I can still smell him, feel the aftershadows of his caress—and I would want to grab him and jump his bones right then and there. Never mind how it's lunchtime and we're out in the middle of nowhere. Hello. I'm Meredith Levine....
F .1 When I woke up on Friday morning, the first thing that occured to me was that I really didn't want to get up: it was warm in bed, and comfortable—for some reason more so than normal—and I didn't want to leave. I didn't hear any alarms going off, suggesting that I had time to go back to sleep... But first I wanted to see what time it actually was. When I opened my eyes, I didn't recognize the wall, and the clock wasn't where it should be. But when I tried to roll over, I felt an...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Su .1 When I awoke, the first thing I saw was Brandon's sleeping face. So I woke up with a smile. It was a face I'd seen forever, a face I knew practically by heart... But sometimes I don't think I see him. I just recognize that, oh, yeah, over there, that's Brandon, and then instead of actually seeing him there's just this blur, which is labeled, Brandon, kind of like a video game or something—and then I can see his emotions on his face, in his neck and shoulders and hands, but...
An establishing shot of a modern looking school – all identifying signage is digitally masked for privacy reasons, but anyone familiar with the area would immediately recognize the stylized architecture of the building. And then our host steps into frame infront of the sign ... Sexy dimples, and big fake tits pushing out of the top of her sexy black PVC mini-skirted business suit, dominate the first impression. We can’t help but stare at those perfect orbs of flesh as they seem to attempt an...
Harold saw Lisa vainly try to cover her modesty. Making a big show of looking only at her eyes, he said; "Why don't I go to Mark's room and help him hang up his kite while you go put on something that will make you feel more comfortable ... with me here, that is. Meredith ... do you have any thumbtacks or something of that nature?" "Yeah; there should be some in the 'junk' drawer to the left of the sink." Meredith made no move to step out of the pool or to cover herself. Harold...
For years, Meredith was used to getting a deep, peaceful night's sleep because, inevitably, she would conk out after masturbating herself to a shuddering orgasm. But since her fateful meeting with Michael in the Carson High gym, her nights had been restless and filled with dreams of sex and fucking and unspeakable acts. And each morning, she would wake up horny; she could not function (she believed) unless she immediately fired up her newly acquired vibrator and enjoyed close to 10 minutes...
I changed how I masturbated around the same time that Tina became obsessed with Mark, her soccer boy. All that extra time on my hands meant my hands were always busy. I masturbated so often that regular rubbing and fingering had become boring. I tried everything I could find in my bedroom. The round handle of my curling brush made a nice smooth early dildo for my teenage pussy. Inserting it inside was, um, interesting but not the most comfortable for holding or for fucking and made me loose the...
Paula and her Mother-in-Law By Ross MartinPaula Barrett stood afraid before a heavy oak door. She had tugged the bell chain and was awaiting someone, anyone to invite her in. If she was nervous it was understandable because the Klinemanns were no ordinary family. They were old, rich and very strange. Marrying into them was going to present certain difficulties but she was prepared and determined to succeed. That morning she’d looked at herself in the mirror trying to decide what Ted Klinemann,...
CHAPTER 1 – DESIRES EXPOSED We were driving home from another stupid client entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye candy on my husband’s arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in Psychology at State before being wooed and wedded by advertising guru Paul James. Paul was a master at selling. I swear—Paul could sell shit to hog farmers who usually had more shit than they could ever possibly use. I sat back in the thick luxurious seat of Paul’s Mercedes CLS 550. I was almost...
M .1 Being naked is a lot less simple than it seems. Of course, I didn't know this at the time. I rather blithely signed up only a few months after Brandon and I got together; I think I had some mad idea of boiling his blood in his veins. Which was a perfectly good idea, of course, and still is; this was during the time, you realize, when we were essentially drunk on each other. People frequently told us to get a room. Which, sometimes, we did. But in any case, I signed up in October, but...
by tirreno12One night my young wife Paula and I were making love in our bedroom; she was being very coy and seemed more turned on than usual. She proposed a sort of riddle game, with a lot of 'what if?' questions, like she was testing me to see when I could be jealous. Her first question was rather mild, "what if a guy made a pass at her?""Well, Paula, that would be no surprise," I replied. "In fact, it would be normal because you are a very pretty girl. It's not your fault you look so sexy...
Paula Wolfe's Pack Family Role Play, Older/Younger, Group Sex, Flashing/Up Skirt, Cream Pie. Cum Play Wolf Packs have an Alpha Male and Alpha Female. Anthony and Paula were just that. It had all started with Paula and a small tattoo on her hand of a smiling puppy face. Paula Wolfe had grown up on the mean streets of Detroit. Young, female and street wise, she had survived, moved to New York and Chicago. Always independent, she never allowed any male to own her and chose the freedom of single...
Bus RideI backed away from the dining room table, my cock shriving as it glistened with our mixed cum. My wife was breathing hard from her climax and did not move for a few minutes.“That was the hottest sex we have had in years,” I said as I patted her bare ass, her skirt still pushed up around her waist.“Oh, you got that right. I just don’t know what got into me.” Paula commented, her tits wobbling on her chest as she continued to breathe heavily still laying on her back, legs up, and feet on...
I had just finished talking with the contractor and his five man crew, they were installing a mini Japanese garden in my back yard, and I was just closing the patio door when the doorbell rang. Wondering who it could possibly be I headed to the front door. When I opened the door I was greeted with a very pleasant surprise. There before me was Paula. She was nude, shaved, standing with her feet shoulder width apart, her head bowed, and holding a leash out to me that was attached to a collar...
Some weeks ago, Paula, my best friend, and I had unexpectedly ended up having sex, a consequence of a couple of drinks, but also a dream. Some months ago, I had written to Paula telling her I had dreamed about her. In my dream, I had sex with her and another girl. Our lives at that moment were a mess, especially in sentimental terms, so I guess that idea stuck in our minds. So, when I saw her again, she said she wanted us to have a threesome. But first, of course, we had to have a taste of each...
ThreesomesPaula and Joanne Suggest previous Chapters are read first Chapter 3 - The week-end, Friday night part 2 As we stood in the mall, the other girls ribbing me about Matt being my new boyfriend, Mrs Emery's mobile phone rings. At the end of the call, she explains that it was her work & she needs to go into her office immediately for about an hour. Julia tells her not to worry about us, we can catch the bus home. She starts reluctantly but all bar Paula & I chip in saying we...
by Diomedes “Forty, and for an extra ten you can fuck my little ass as well”, Paula gave a giggle and smiled up at the man. She was nineteen but looked younger, much younger, and she played on it, her short hair, small bust and the way she dressed all served to make her look more like a sixteen-year old schoolgirl. The man nodded in agreement and handed over the notes as she took his hand to lead him to the alleyway. Something looked familiar about him, but then again all suckers...
When I arrived back at the hotel Paula was sitting at the table in one of the hotel bathrobes brushing her wet hair. When she saw me enter the suite she stood up and removed the robe thinking that that was the way I preferred her. I smiled to myself as I ask her if she had order breakfast yet. She hadn’t so I ordered something for her from room service as I knew she was going to have a very busy day today. When room service arrived with her food the porter could not take his eyes off of...
Paula and Joanne Chapter 1 - Caught red-handed As many times before, I went around my friends Paul's house on the home from school. We had the house to ourselves and were up in Paul's room looking at a girlie magazine we had acquired. The model we were looking at was wearing black lacy undies and Paul said "Julia has some lingerie similar to those, do you want to see it, John?" Julia was Paul's sister, at sixteen a year older than both of us, and she was a real looker and, unknown...
© 2003 (... another non-fiction turn on "tail" at SINdora's request!) SINdora's first adventure into the realm of sharing erotic memories and deeds was a success for both of us. This you know if you have read "More SIN' for you". It proved that we could trust each other not to flip out with anger or jealousy at hearing of the other's past personal sexual events. (Neither had to fear or resent the other's prior history or current intents.) It was becoming obvious that our...
Chapter Three Saturday most of the day was spent shopping on the Mexican side of the border until around six p.m. when we returned to the hotel and had a lite meal at a nearby outside cafe. At 8 I had Paula dressed in a skin tight black dress that barely covered her ass cheeks. We then took a cab back across the border to a place known as Boy’s Town. It looks like an old fort except the gate is guarded by Mexican police and once inside there is nothing but bedrooms and bars. This is what is...
From Laredo we took a plane to Louisville, Ky. Paula laid her seat back and went to sleep almost as soon as the plane left the ground. I let her sleep knowing she was going to again be in for a very long night. She was dressed in heels and a blue business suit that had a very short skirt. After the seat belt sign was turned off and people started getting up and moving around the cabin I noticed guys were sneaking looks at Paula while she slept. Her short skirt was giving them fits as they were...
Standard warning and disclaimer: All characters are fictional. If you see yourself, buy a new mirror. Contains subjects some people may find offensive. If you are one of them, why are you reading this? Protect your kids. If you are worried about them reading this sort of material, please censor free speech and use a safe surfing program such as net nanny. Or better yet, teach them early and lovingly to understand and accept different lifestyles. Before they learn from bad...
When Meredith walked out of the bathroom, toweling her hair, another towel wrapped around her body, I didn't move. I realized I'd been holding my breath when she let out a yelp of surprise and jerked a hand to her chest. " Fuck! John, you scared the hell out of me. What are you doing? How did you get in here?" " I walked through the door," I answered quietly, not moving. " Through the...," she began, and then realization leaped in her eyes, lighting them up. " You came through the...
Paula and I have been married for fifteen years now and it's been a good marriage. We have two great kids and we have a great family life. We are active in the community and the church and are fairly well known in our town. Paula is a beautiful woman who looks more like a twenty-year-old model than the thirty-six year old housewife that she is. She turns male heads wherever she goes and I long ago got used to it. For the last ten years our sex life has been good, if somewhat routine and...
It’s been months since I've seen my Scottish playmate. I had the best time with her when I spent two weeks in Scotland. She showed me as much as she could when I was there. It was wonderful. I miss her and I’m ready to see what else we can get into. This time we've agreed to both travel. We've each been to our home countries and now want to go on holiday together. We talk endlessly where we want to go. She suggests a place called Maldives, but I never even heard of it, let alone know where it...
LesbianPaula knew they needed to rest and ignored the desire to roll on top of him and start where they left off. Instead she quietly rolled out of bed and slipped back into her bedroom where her husband was sound asleep. She went into the ensuite bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She looked good at 57 and as she glanced over her naked body she looked down to see her shaved pussy still showing its evidence from last night. She smiled beaming from ear to ear. Paula knew she had...
I found her in the arrivals area. A handheld black board stated: "RUSS""What are you doing with that sign, sweetheart?"She was giggling."I was waiting for you, Russ.""Come, girl."Paula handed the board back to the limo driver she'd borrowed it from and shifted into my arms."You came to see me, Russ." Her whisper."Yes, baby. I came to see our girl."~~~She quickly melded back into my arms as we drove thru the streets."I couldn't wait to see you, Russ."I laughed softly as we...
TrueTina was abso-fuckin-lutely just chipper after her deflowering. Her and Mark were like sickening examples of love and joy. I had been moved to the side car of Tina’s life. It sucked.“Why so glum, chum?” Ian said coming up to my table.“You are such a fucking dork.” I said.“Dork? Man, you must be out of it if that’s the best come back you have.” Ian said. He sat down and slipped a CD across the table at me. “What’s this?” I asked.“It’s a CD full of old-school Goth music. Try it, you’ll like...
First TimeFive years ago, I was going through a hard moment in my life. I had cheated on my wife, and things were not well at home. I felt I wanted to be free, and I was considering getting divorced. One day, my best friend Paula called me. At that moment she was living in Germany with her girlfriend, Hannah. Paula is bisexual, but she has had more experience with girls than with guys. I answered my phone, and Paula told me she didn’t feel well. She had met a Czech girl in a congress in Amsterdam, and...
TrueShe moaned and moved softly. I placed my hands on her beautiful round boobs. Her movement was rhythmic and after some minutes she began moving faster, kind of jumping on top of me, while I held onto her tits. Five years ago, I was going through a hard moment in my life. I had cheated on my wife and things were not well at home. I felt I wanted to be free and I was considering getting divorced. One day, my best friend Paula called me. At that moment she was living in Germany with her girlfriend...
FriendPaula and Joanne Chapter 2 - The week-end, Friday night part 1 After the first night as Paula and Joanne, the rest of the week at school seems to take forever to pass. I wear Mrs Emery's lacy black knickers on the day we don't have gym or sports. Paul is also wearing girls panties that day, a pair that Julia has given him. Eventually Friday evening arrives and after dropping off my school stuff at home, I pop round to Karen and Tina's as arranged. Only Tina, who is still in her...
Intro: Paula Wize was a good girl. She got good grade in school and was among the top students in her class. She had even advanced to the point that despite her age of fifteen, she was a junior in high school. She made extra money by both babysitting and tutoring other students. Almost all of the students she tutored improved by a letter grade if not more, even those in the senior class. It was partly because of her intelligence and partly the fact that she was at least two years younger than...
Eventually we untangled ourselves, rearranging into a slightly less compromising position; I felt a sense of loss as his softening dick left me; I felt myself closing up behind him, as if trying to cling to him. Sometimes I wish we could just stay like that forever, him inside me; there is nothing to compare to it. But that wouldn't work very well. He turned me up on my side and lay down behind me, tucking the blanket around us, his arm around my waist, in easy reaching distance of my...
I fought my way through the halls trying to make my way to Tina’s locker. I felt someone pinch my ass and I’m ready to give the son-of-a-bitch a once over. It’s Ian. “You fag!” I chide.“You skank!” He said.Ian grabbed his books heaving them up so I can see his black painted nails. We talk a bit and then I tell him I want to find Tina. He wishes me good luck knowing all the shit we’ve been going through. I trust Ian. He’s a good guy.“Paula!” Tina said when she saw me coming down the hall. I...
First TimeI think it was a fleeting smell that transported me away from Ian. He lay over me working his cock inside me like a slow lazy jack hammer. I barely felt the smooth and nauseatingly predictable in-out movement but I caught a sugary sweet smell. It was that chemical sweet smell of blue razzberry Icee that transported me back in time. I felt my body rocking slowly, Ian grunting and sweating on me. In my mind I was with Tina at the Handee Hugos down from her house. She had been swimming with her...
LesbianI 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...
PAULA NEEDS MORE By DBarclay © I woke up early that Saturday morning around 6am. Our move to Australia was virtually all organized! I had a job arranged, the house sold. I just have some odd and end to sort this weekend before we moved to a hotel before flying out. Alan and Kate were going to visit the family for a couple of days while I finished off some work in the house and a friend party to go to in the evening. As I lay there thinking of all the things I had to do, I started to feel horny...
I’m in the airport waiting for her. Oh, how I've been waiting to see her. I've known her for only a few short months and just online, but finally we’re going to meet. We met on Lush, in one of the chat rooms. Since then we've been flirting and hitting it off for a while, and wanted to finally take it to the next level. Her name is Paula and she’s Scottish. She’s a wee bit younger than me, but that doesn't bother either of us. She’s coming all the way to America, just to meet me. She’s never...
LesbianI first met Sarah in a thrift shop about two years ago. I had noticed a beautiful dress in the window and decided to go inside and see what else they had on sale. I went over to a rail that had some skirts hanging and examined them. Two in particular stood out and I took them of the rail. From the sizes on the labels I knew that they would fit and I was sure that they would look good on me. Trying them on was not an option or so I though because at the time I was still living as my male...
PAULA NEEDS MORE By DBarclay © I woke up early that Saturday morning around 6am. Our move to Australia was virtually all organized! I had a job arranged, the house sold. I just have some odd and end to sort this weekend before we moved to a hotel before flying out. Alan and Kate were going to visit the family for a couple of days while I finished off some work in the house and a friend party to go to in the evening. As I lay there thinking of all the things I had to do, I started to feel horny...
Group SexNicholas, or Nick to his friends, was a 21st Century Adonis, only much larger. Nick stood 6'10", 360 pounds his senior year in high school. He was a strikingly handsome, highly intelligent and naturally gifted athlete who seemingly had the ability to pack on muscle mass by just walking past the weight room.What hung between Nick's massive, muscular thighs was equally impressive. His man area looked like the business end of a Louisville slugger, with the exception of one very peculiar...
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