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Rita Sarmah was a 52 year old mother of four from India who the Whitman family employed as a housekeeper and babysitter for their son Andrew. She was 5'4, 196 lbs of full-figured womanliness. She had tightly pursed plum-colored lips, full chipmunk cheeks, and a strong prominent nose. Her hair was jet black and crunchy with hairspray holding together her professionally done curls.
When Andrew got home from school he immediately stripped at the front door. As per Mrs. Sarmah's instructions and donned a pair of pink-trimmed white panties that she required him to carry in his backpack at all times. It was a pair which belonged to her youngest daughter and fit so tight it looked like a thong on Andrew. He put his backpack up in his room before hearing Mrs. Sarmah call for him sharply.
"Andrew! Come here!" Rita's voice screeched from the living room.
Andrew shivered, and walked into his family's living room where their housekeeper had sat all day watching television and eating while relaxing in their massaging recliner. Rita peered at Andrew as he entered the room.
"Yes Ma'am?" Andrew stammered.
"You shit! How many times must I tell you?" Mrs. Sarmah shouted, "You must show me proper respect every time you come!"
"I?m sorry, Ma'am," Andrew replied, walking towards the stout woman and dropping to his hands and knees.
Rita sighed heavily through her nose which made a small whistling noise as the boy bowed to her and touched his forehead to the carpet beneath her elevated feet.
"That is how we do it in my country," Rita said approvingly.
Rita kicked off the white leather loafers she was wearing, which bounced off Andrew?s lowered head. She reached down and pulled off her calf-length athletic socks, and pulled up the legs of her black stretch pants. Her socks had left their pattern on the plump fleshy skin of her feet, ankles, and calves.
?"You may now plead to kiss my feet."
Andrew looked up and saw Mrs. Sarmah rubbing her calloused feet together which made a dry, scratchy sound.
"May I kiss your feet, Ma'am?" He asked.
Rita dug through the empty wrappers in a box of chocolates on the armrest of the chair. She found a candy, and took one bite.
"Plead," she said, examining the candy?s filling before pushing the remainder of the piece between her lips and chewing loudly.
Andrew hesitated, staring at the pale, deeply wrinkled soles of Mrs. Sarmah's feet for a moment.
Rita raised her right foot and brought it down hard on top of Andrew's head, making a loud popping sound.
"Plead to me!" She ordered.
"Please!" Andrew whimpered meekly, "Please may I be allowed to kiss your feet Ma'am? They are so beautiful I want to kiss them so much. Please, oh please can I kiss them? I beg you! I'll do anything!"
Rita waved her hand dismissively toward him, and gave a single nod.
She grinned through a mouthful of chocolate while the son of the rich family who kept her employed pressed his lips respectfully against the thick, rough skin of her feet which had sweated so hard in the past keeping the family?s home in top shape.
"You'll do anything for me always," Mrs. Sarmah noted, "Unless you wish for me to tell that rich bitch mother of yours that I found her son stealing her clothes and hiding them in his room!"
Andrew went pale, terrified at Mrs. Sarmah's words.
"I should do that." Rita went on, "Do you know how many times that cunt shouted at me, saying that I kept losing her clothes? Especially the ones she wore while working out? WHAT WOULD I WANT HER SWEATY CLOTHES FOR?"
Andrew trembled beneath Mrs. Sarmah.
"I DID NOT SAY STOP KISSING!" She shouted, smacking Andrew on top of the head with her foot again.
Shaking and feeling light-headed, Andrew showered Mrs. Sarmah's feet with panicked kisses, his heart pounding out of his chest.
"Lick them too!" Rita demanded, "You are disgusting, you are like a dog to me! So lick my feet, dog!"
Andrew immediately stuck out his tongue and tried to satiate the enraged woman with long, pleading licks to every inch of her salty feet.
"Mmm," Rita nodded, settling back some.
"I feel I can use you more before I am done using you," She said.
Andrew kissed Mrs. Sarmah's toes and caressed each one between his lips.
"I enjoy having a slave doing all the work your family pays me to do," Rita groaned contently as the chair's massaging arms went to work, "Even though you come from the damn rich snob family, being my slave could train you to be a good person."
Andrew listened as he suckled tenderly on Mrs. Sarmah's feet.
Her eyes suddenly fluttered open.
"YOU SHOULD THANK ME FOR IT, SHOULD YOU NOT?!?" She snarled at Andrew.
"Y-yes Ma'am," Andrew cowered.
?YOU ARE NOT WORTH EVEN MY SPIT,? Mrs. Sarmah roared, ?THANK ME FOR HOW I AM TEACHING YOU, YOU SHIT!?
"T-thank you for making me a better p-person Mrs. Sarmah,? Andrew stuttered.
Rita stared through him with her fiery eyes for several seconds, before suddenly tossing her head back and laughing. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her stretchy pants, raised her hips, and yanked them down along with her panties in one strong motion. She pulled her feet away from Andrew?s face, and completely removed her pants and panties, dropping them on the floor.
?You will please me now,? She said matter-of-factly.
Rita pulled her legs up over the armrests of the recliner, and scooted her hips forward.
?My husband cares not to do this,? Mrs. Sarmah said, ?But you will please me how I enjoy it.?
She reached down and pulled the lips of her hairy pussy apart, exposing a large swollen clitoris. She watched Andrew rise up onto his knees and wrinkle his nose as it approached her.
Rita grabbed his hair and yanked him forward until Andrew was buried face deep into the folds of her vagina. His nose and mouth searched desperately for room to breath, and Mrs. Sarmah let his hair go and slapped his face with an opened palm.
?DO NOT DARE TO STOP,? Mrs. Sarmah warned, shaking her finger in Andrew?s face.
?NOW DOG! PLEASE MY BODY!? She said, grabbing him by the ears and yanking his face to her crotch again.
Andrew pressed his mouth into her wet, pungent pussy and went to work licking and sucking on it. Rita moaned and dug her fingers into the leather chair which continued to massage and vibrate beneath her writhing body. She reached down again and pulled her labia apart, giving Andrew?s tongue direct access to flick freely against her hard and slippery clit. Her entire body jiggled as she shook with pleasure. Her legs flexed and kicked up in the air. Andrew continued eating Mrs. Sarmah until his jaw was sore and his mouth felt dry and chaffed.
Rita sat up and turned around to kneel in the chair. She reached back with one hand and pulled one ass cheek apart.
?Here too,? She said.
Reluctantly, Andrew leaned forward and kissed her pimpled, watermelon-sized buttocks gingerly before moving his face slowly between them.
?Lick dog!? Rita shouted impatiently, now reaching back with both hands and prying apart her butt cheeks.
Her cocoa-brown backside looked slick and shiny and was lined with the same wiry pubic hair that had been scouring the flesh of Andrew?s face and mouth. Andrew took a breath and bravely pressed his lips onto Mrs. Sarmah?s asshole, slowly licking the musky opening that flexed intermittently under the circular caresses from his tongue. He worked up enough saliva on his lips and tongue to slide along the stretched skin of the middle-aged woman?s sphincter. Rita clenched her teeth and groaned as she felt the young man suckling like a baby on her gritty, unwashed exit. She reached down and rubbed her clit furiously with one hand, and let out a series of shaky groans as orgasm washed over her. Rita gasped through her teeth, bucking wildly as her entire body flexed and trembled with a million tiny explosions of pleasure.
?Ahhhhh,? Rita moaned blissfully, turning back around in the chair.
?You may clean me now,? She said.
Andrew revisited Mrs. Sarmah?s vagina and carefully licked it dry, combing through her matted pubic hair with his tongue.
Rita?s eyes were half-closed as she enjoyed his oral attentions once more.
"You can go start on the laundry now," She said, recovering from her sexual release, "I brought over all of my own family's laundry too. You can do ours first. I have 4 kids and a husband so it will be a lot. If I find any clothes to be missing, even one sock, you will be sorry."
Andrew nodded.
While the clothes wash, you can go make all the beds. Also you must wash the dishes in the sink, take out the garbage, and clean the bathroom downstairs too. Can you remember it all, stupid dog?"
"Yes Ma'am," Andrew replied.
"THEN GO TO WORK!" Rita jumped, "I do not wish to look at you anymore."
Andrew shuffled to his feet and scampered away.
He spent the next 4 hours washing clothes of his and Mrs. Sarmah's family, ironing them, and folding them. He carried the clothes of the Sarmah family to Rita?s car and set them neatly in her backseat.
Andrew finished all of the housework, which she examined afterward.
"Good," Mrs. Sarmah laughed, "You will be a good wife one day, if there is a man who would marry a stupid dog!"
Rita gave a hearty laugh. Andrew hung his head while Mrs. Sarmah mocked him gleefully.
Rita's ears then perked up.
"GET DRESSED!" She exclaimed, "Your parents are home!"
Andrew panicked, and tripped over himself as he rushed to get up the stairs.
"HURRY!" She shouted, slapping at Andrew and kicking at him while he scurried up the stairs on all fours.
When she heard his door slam shut, she screamed at him not to do that again. Then she collected herself, threw away her empty box of candies in the kitchen, and went to greet the Whitmans at the door.
"Hi Rita!" Mrs. Whitman smiled, exchanging a hug and kiss with her.
Mr. Whitman greeted her with a hug.
"So?" Mrs. Whitman said in a whisper, "How are things working out?"
"Very, very good," Mrs. Sarmah grinned, "Taking your clothes will be the last thing on his mind now. I keep him very busy, and very frightened that I will tell you about his odd behavior."
"Ohhh," Mrs. Whitman sighed, taking Rita's hands in hers and looking into her eyes, "I don't know how to thank you. Thank you SO MUCH for doing this."
Mrs. Whitman kissed the knuckles on Rita's hands.
"It is my pleasure to do so," Rita smiled, "I have four children of my own so I do know how to discipline them."
"I didn't know what I was going to do," Mrs. Whitman said, "I couldn't go on buying new gym clothes every week!"
They all laughed.
?Andrew, come say goodbye to Mrs. Sarmah!" Mrs. Whitman called upstairs.
Andrew opened the door and started down the stairs as Rita slipped her shoes on.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Sarmah," Andrew said after reaching the bottom of the stairs.
"Thank Rita for watching you," Mrs. Whitman told her son.
"Thank you for watching me Mrs. Sarmah," He said, blushing.
"Goodnight Andrew," Rita smiled.
Andrew's parents both said goodnight and told Andrew to walk Rita to her car.
When they were alone by her car, Rita's expression turned cold again.
?I?m leaving now, dog,? she said, standing with her feet together.
Andrew got on all fours, praying that his parents were not looking out the window. He bowed to Mrs. Sarmah, touching his nose to the hard pavement.
?Stay there until I am gone,? She said.
He heard the car door open, and stayed with his head down on his family?s driveway as Rita started the engine, slammed her door, and peeled quickly out of the driveway, never glancing back as she left him smelling the diesel exhaust from her car.
Rita Sarmah was a 52 year old mother of four from India who the Whitman family employed as a housekeeper and babysitter for their son Andrew. She was 5'4, 196 lbs of full-figured womanliness. She had tightly pursed plum-colored lips, full chipmunk cheeks, and a strong prominent nose. Her hair was jet black and crunchy with hairspray holding together her professionally done curls.
When Andrew got home from school he immediately stripped at the front door. As per Mrs. Sarmah's instructions and donned a pair of pink-trimmed white panties that she required him to carry in his backpack at all times. It was a pair which belonged to her youngest daughter and fit so tight it looked like a thong on Andrew. He put his backpack up in his room before hearing Mrs. Sarmah call for him sharply.
"Andrew! Come here!" Rita's voice screeched from the living room.
Andrew shivered, and walked into his family's living room where their housekeeper had sat all day watching television and eating while relaxing in their massaging recliner. Rita peered at Andrew as he entered the room.
"Yes Ma'am?" Andrew stammered.
"You shit! How many times must I tell you?" Mrs. Sarmah shouted, "You must show me proper respect every time you come!"
"I?m sorry, Ma'am," Andrew replied, walking towards the stout woman and dropping to his hands and knees.
Rita sighed heavily through her nose which made a small whistling noise as the boy bowed to her and touched his forehead to the carpet beneath her elevated feet.
"That is how we do it in my country," Rita said approvingly.
Rita kicked off the white leather loafers she was wearing, which bounced off Andrew?s lowered head. She reached down and pulled off her calf-length athletic socks, and pulled up the legs of her black stretch pants. Her socks had left their pattern on the plump fleshy skin of her feet, ankles, and calves.
?"You may now plead to kiss my feet."
Andrew looked up and saw Mrs. Sarmah rubbing her calloused feet together which made a dry, scratchy sound.
"May I kiss your feet, Ma'am?" He asked.
Rita dug through the empty wrappers in a box of chocolates on the armrest of the chair. She found a candy, and took one bite.
"Plead," she said, examining the candy?s filling before pushing the remainder of the piece between her lips and chewing loudly.
Andrew hesitated, staring at the pale, deeply wrinkled soles of Mrs. Sarmah's feet for a moment.
Rita raised her right foot and brought it down hard on top of Andrew's head, making a loud popping sound.
"Plead to me!" She ordered.
"Please!" Andrew whimpered meekly, "Please may I be allowed to kiss your feet Ma'am? They are so beautiful I want to kiss them so much. Please, oh please can I kiss them? I beg you! I'll do anything!"
Rita waved her hand dismissively toward him, and gave a single nod.
She grinned through a mouthful of chocolate while the son of the rich family who kept her employed pressed his lips respectfully against the thick, rough skin of her feet which had sweated so hard in the past keeping the family?s home in top shape.
"You'll do anything for me always," Mrs. Sarmah noted, "Unless you wish for me to tell that rich bitch mother of yours that I found her son stealing her clothes and hiding them in his room!"
Andrew went pale, terrified at Mrs. Sarmah's words.
"I should do that." Rita went on, "Do you know how many times that cunt shouted at me, saying that I kept losing her clothes? Especially the ones she wore while working out? WHAT WOULD I WANT HER SWEATY CLOTHES FOR?"
Andrew trembled beneath Mrs. Sarmah.
"I DID NOT SAY STOP KISSING!" She shouted, smacking Andrew on top of the head with her foot again.
Shaking and feeling light-headed, Andrew showered Mrs. Sarmah's feet with panicked kisses, his heart pounding out of his chest.
"Lick them too!" Rita demanded, "You are disgusting, you are like a dog to me! So lick my feet, dog!"
Andrew immediately stuck out his tongue and tried to satiate the enraged woman with long, pleading licks to every inch of her salty feet.
"Mmm," Rita nodded, settling back some.
"I feel I can use you more before I am done using you," She said.
Andrew kissed Mrs. Sarmah's toes and caressed each one between his lips.
"I enjoy having a slave doing all the work your family pays me to do," Rita groaned contently as the chair's massaging arms went to work, "Even though you come from the damn rich snob family, being my slave could train you to be a good person."
Andrew listened as he suckled tenderly on Mrs. Sarmah's feet.
Her eyes suddenly fluttered open.
"YOU SHOULD THANK ME FOR IT, SHOULD YOU NOT?!?" She snarled at Andrew.
"Y-yes Ma'am," Andrew cowered.
?YOU ARE NOT WORTH EVEN MY SPIT,? Mrs. Sarmah roared, ?THANK ME FOR HOW I AM TEACHING YOU, YOU SHIT!?
"T-thank you for making me a better p-person Mrs. Sarmah,? Andrew stuttered.
Rita stared through him with her fiery eyes for several seconds, before suddenly tossing her head back and laughing. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her stretchy pants, raised her hips, and yanked them down along with her panties in one strong motion. She pulled her feet away from Andrew?s face, and completely removed her pants and panties, dropping them on the floor.
?You will please me now,? She said matter-of-factly.
Rita pulled her legs up over the armrests of the recliner, and scooted her hips forward.
?My husband cares not to do this,? Mrs. Sarmah said, ?But you will please me how I enjoy it.?
She reached down and pulled the lips of her hairy pussy apart, exposing a large swollen clitoris. She watched Andrew rise up onto his knees and wrinkle his nose as it approached her.
Rita grabbed his hair and yanked him forward until Andrew was buried face deep into the folds of her vagina. His nose and mouth searched desperately for room to breath, and Mrs. Sarmah let his hair go and slapped his face with an opened palm.
?DO NOT DARE TO STOP,? Mrs. Sarmah warned, shaking her finger in Andrew?s face.
?NOW DOG! PLEASE MY BODY!? She said, grabbing him by the ears and yanking his face to her crotch again.
Andrew pressed his mouth into her wet, pungent pussy and went to work licking and sucking on it. Rita moaned and dug her fingers into the leather chair which continued to massage and vibrate beneath her writhing body. She reached down again and pulled her labia apart, giving Andrew?s tongue direct access to flick freely against her hard and slippery clit. Her entire body jiggled as she shook with pleasure. Her legs flexed and kicked up in the air. Andrew continued eating Mrs. Sarmah until his jaw was sore and his mouth felt dry and chaffed.
Rita sat up and turned around to kneel in the chair. She reached back with one hand and pulled one ass cheek apart.
?Here too,? She said.
Reluctantly, Andrew leaned forward and kissed her pimpled, watermelon-sized buttocks gingerly before moving his face slowly between them.
?Lick dog!? Rita shouted impatiently, now reaching back with both hands and prying apart her butt cheeks.
Her cocoa-brown backside looked slick and shiny and was lined with the same wiry pubic hair that had been scouring the flesh of Andrew?s face and mouth. Andrew took a breath and bravely pressed his lips onto Mrs. Sarmah?s asshole, slowly licking the musky opening that flexed intermittently under the circular caresses from his tongue. He worked up enough saliva on his lips and tongue to slide along the stretched skin of the middle-aged woman?s sphincter. Rita clenched her teeth and groaned as she felt the young man suckling like a baby on her gritty, unwashed exit. She reached down and rubbed her clit furiously with one hand, and let out a series of shaky groans as orgasm washed over her. Rita gasped through her teeth, bucking wildly as her entire body flexed and trembled with a million tiny explosions of pleasure.
?Ahhhhh,? Rita moaned blissfully, turning back around in the chair.
?You may clean me now,? She said.
Andrew revisited Mrs. Sarmah?s vagina and carefully licked it dry, combing through her matted pubic hair with his tongue.
Rita?s eyes were half-closed as she enjoyed his oral attentions once more.
"You can go start on the laundry now," She said, recovering from her sexual release, "I brought over all of my own family's laundry too. You can do ours first. I have 4 kids and a husband so it will be a lot. If I find any clothes to be missing, even one sock, you will be sorry."
Andrew nodded.
While the clothes wash, you can go make all the beds. Also you must wash the dishes in the sink, take out the garbage, and clean the bathroom downstairs too. Can you remember it all, stupid dog?"
"Yes Ma'am," Andrew replied.
"THEN GO TO WORK!" Rita jumped, "I do not wish to look at you anymore."
Andrew shuffled to his feet and scampered away.
He spent the next 4 hours washing clothes of his and Mrs. Sarmah's family, ironing them, and folding them. He carried the clothes of the Sarmah family to Rita?s car and set them neatly in her backseat.
Andrew finished all of the housework, which she examined afterward.
"Good," Mrs. Sarmah laughed, "You will be a good wife one day, if there is a man who would marry a stupid dog!"
Rita gave a hearty laugh. Andrew hung his head while Mrs. Sarmah mocked him gleefully.
Rita's ears then perked up.
"GET DRESSED!" She exclaimed, "Your parents are home!"
Andrew panicked, and tripped over himself as he rushed to get up the stairs.
"HURRY!" She shouted, slapping at Andrew and kicking at him while he scurried up the stairs on all fours.
When she heard his door slam shut, she screamed at him not to do that again. Then she collected herself, threw away her empty box of candies in the kitchen, and went to greet the Whitmans at the door.
"Hi Rita!" Mrs. Whitman smiled, exchanging a hug and kiss with her.
Mr. Whitman greeted her with a hug.
"So?" Mrs. Whitman said in a whisper, "How are things working out?"
"Very, very good," Mrs. Sarmah grinned, "Taking your clothes will be the last thing on his mind now. I keep him very busy, and very frightened that I will tell you about his odd behavior."
"Ohhh," Mrs. Whitman sighed, taking Rita's hands in hers and looking into her eyes, "I don't know how to thank you. Thank you SO MUCH for doing this."
Mrs. Whitman kissed the knuckles on Rita's hands.
"It is my pleasure to do so," Rita smiled, "I have four children of my own so I do know how to discipline them."
"I didn't know what I was going to do," Mrs. Whitman said, "I couldn't go on buying new gym clothes every week!"
They all laughed.
?Andrew, come say goodbye to Mrs. Sarmah!" Mrs. Whitman called upstairs.
Andrew opened the door and started down the stairs as Rita slipped her shoes on.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Sarmah," Andrew said after reaching the bottom of the stairs.
"Thank Rita for watching you," Mrs. Whitman told her son.
"Thank you for watching me Mrs. Sarmah," He said, blushing.
"Goodnight Andrew," Rita smiled.
Andrew's parents both said goodnight and told Andrew to walk Rita to her car.
When they were alone by her car, Rita's expression turned cold again.
?I?m leaving now, dog,? she said, standing with her feet together.
Andrew got on all fours, praying that his parents were not looking out the window. He bowed to Mrs. Sarmah, touching his nose to the hard pavement.
?Stay there until I am gone,? She said.
He heard the car door open, and stayed with his head down on his family?s driveway as Rita started the engine, slammed her door, and peeled quickly out of the driveway, never glancing back as she left him smelling the diesel exhaust from her car.
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Sue and Jack were worried about an ambush as they exited the Church of Satan, as they called it. A short consultation between Sue and Hat resulted in a projected spell in front of them which took on the appearance of a mirror. Sue could turn it in any direction so it was now possible to see around corners and into rooms before they actually entered. The mirror was also a barrier to physical items, but it would not stop spells, so it was only of marginal protection. Sue projected her mirror...
I was bored, when my second divorce came through, I decided to retire at the early age of 55. To fill my time I was seeking female company, but the only female company I could get, have big hips and sagging tits, not a pretty sight, so I decide to have a go at some daytime education instead. I've always been interested in History, so I went along to the local college to sign up. I found out that if I sign on for 3 courses, I would be classed as a full time student and I would be eligible for a...
Rosie Part 8 Lunch was actually a lot of fun. Nobody referred to the previous incidents, and I was encouraged to join the meal, which was a light tuna salad. Annabelle served my plate from the salad bowl, and I noticed that she measured my portion very carefully. She also passed me a pill. I looked at it warily. "Don't worry Nunkie, it's an appetite suppressant. Nothing to worry about. We're going to talk about your diet at our six o'clock appointment." Conversation was very...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third, then...
Most nights’ over the next few weeks’ daddy would visit his boy and they would fuck most of the night. They started planning their upcoming camping trip and managed to convince mum to visit her aged parents three states over. The day came to pack rods, camping gear, chillers, day packs and back packs for tramping into the camping area where they will camp for two weeks. They dropped mum off at the local airport to visit her family then daddy & his boy started their drive 4hrs away. Daddy...
Hi Readers My name is (doesn’t want to give my real name) my nick name is “cool_king” known from my id I am 24 m from Chennai a normal Tamil guy, I own a Tattoo Parlor in Chennai. And I am quite famous among tattoo users for painting Tattoos on different parts of their body. Usually my customers ask me to print Tattoos on their arms, chest, back, shoulders etc. Even many celebrities admire my works and few have had their tattoos in my parlor. I am here in ISS to share my experience with a...
How Burt got into gambling could be contributed to a number of factors. His father and grandfather were ex-soldiers and had played two up while overseas and on return were frequent race goers and contributors to the bookies takings, sometimes coming home with a sizeable win, but more frequently coming home minus their shirts. Burt got the thrill of the chase as one might say from his male relatives and at school put bets on any items, whether it was what team would win the interschool football...
My poor pussy felt stretched to its limit. I whimpered as Rex pounded into me again, his balls slapping against my sensitive clit. Daddy was still holding me down with one hand while he unzipped his pants with the other. I snuck a look at him and saw his hard cock springing from his jeans. I let out a muffled gasp. I hadn't seen daddy naked in a long time. His cock was big, thicker than Rex's, and cum was leaking out the tip. Daddy started to rub his cock, still watching Rex raping my...
Laura heard something upstairs. She knew the Gibsons were gone since she had seen them out the window as they were leaving earlier that day, getting into an airport shuttle with several pieces of luggage. That could mean only one thing: Shontay. She was up there, probably feeding Willie. She should've taken off her shoes, if she didn't want me to hear her, Laura thought. Maybe she doesn't realize how these old apartments telegraph every little thing. Shontay still had not phoned Laura....
Hi Folks. After the the whacked our craziness of Savannah and last weeks exploration of swinging, I wanted to just do a straight ahead no gimmicks just people story. There will be no explosions or special effects this time. (I can't promise that next week. This is also another shorter one. Unfortunately I can't promise that next week either. So enjoy it. As usual I have to thank the incredible Mikothebaby who also named this story, she's more than just an editor, she's one of my very best...
Hi friends, I am back with my real life sexstory Well doston mai aaj aap ko mere ek aur bhabhi ke chudaii ke kahani bataa rahaa hoon. Is bhabhi kaa naam neha hai aur vo meri sunita bhabhai ke friend hai aur saath maay hee morning walk pay jaateen hai . Meree bhabhi nay hee mujhe unke bare may bataya or kahaa ki prem jaraa neha ko bhee khabhi khabi jaake usakee ichaa poori kar diyaa kar usakaa husabnd dubai gayaa hai. Aur usakaa husabnd hoṭal men shaif hai. Ek saal pahale donon ki shadhi hui.....
BUT “FANCY” WAS MY NAME I knew what I had to do but I made myself this solemn vow that I was going to be a lady someday, though I didn't know when or how. I couldn't see spending the rest of my life with my head hung down in shame. You know I might have been born just plain white trash, but “Fancy” was my name. From the song “Fancy” by Bobbie Gentry (1969) & Reba Mcintire (1991) Prologue (Here’s your one chance Fancy) Time: 1930s depression era Louisiana Place: One room...
Styling Janet L. Stickney [email protected] It took me absolutely forever to learn how to put the rollers in my hair, but I finally managed to learn it, and I could finally do several different styles all on my own. Because my hair was shoulder length I could do my hair in many ways, but I always wore it down or in a ponytail. My parents might be less than overjoyed if they found out that I was trying to style my hair. Especially if they find out that I am a very cute girl as...
Perfect! Your very generous and understanding husband has agreed to bring you along to meet me at this rest stop, just down I-5. As you two arrive you see me sitting on the tailgate of my pickup, waiting for you. I hop down as you park the car, front doors opening. Introductions are made, hands shaken, kisses shared... Your husband turns to the car, saying something about a camera as I pull you close for a deeper kiss. My hands slide down your back to cup the cheeks of your big ass and pull you...
AnalThe months had passed. Slowly at times, quickly at others. They had been filled with much happiness most times, but they had also contained a measure of pain. Grandfather Elledge had passed away. Three days after his 90th birthday. Only a week later, his devoted wife had followed him. They had been married for 58 years, and had seen much of the world together, and raised a daughter and 2 grandc***dren. They had enjoyed a long, and happy life together. Grandma Lorene had sang their "Death Songs"...
Nirmala stood at the coffee shop counter reading her favorite computer magazine and waiting for her shift to end. She worked until noon every Saturday even today – her 19th birthday! No one had even said Happy Birthday! Not her dad, not her mother. Her parents wouldn’t even let her have a party. Her friends all had parties! It was so unfair!Straightening her over-size, crooked glasses again, Nirmala sighed looking at the pathetic cupcake with a single candle; a birthday present from the girl on...
My sex diary-The anal-slut chroniclesJan 1st 2009 This is my own story, written in my own words with absolute honesty, without bending the truth or any other bullshit designed to simply grab peoples attention in order to get them to read this, because to put it simply… I couldn’t give a fuck who read’s it. This is simply my transition from a heterosexual 25 year old lad, into a bi-sexual, submissive, anal-loving whore, starting today, with twelve months worth of entries (or so I...
"Can you tell me about that day? Back when you were 12. Something that involved a pool or some body of water. Do you know what I'm talking about?" Tia asked Jamie, who nodded. "We were at a family reunion. Near a lake." Jamie said, and Tia looked at Erin and Noah, who stood silently. "What else happened?" Tia asked Jamie. "I didn't know how to swim at the time, but my older cousins didn't know that. I was standing on the pier by the lake, and one of my cousins pushed me into the...
Time and again, watching the decked-up girls pass by his ground-floor condo in Las Vegas, James would wonder how it would be when their bodies rubbed against his. James has recently shifted to the city for work. The glamour and glitz of Las Vegas seemed like anyone could get laid here. But sadly, for James, even at twenty-eight years of age, he remained a virgin. This has much to do with the suburbs which was his hometown. But his virginity was also the result of his uncanny fetishes but his...
VirginAn alarm on my phone woke me up. It was Saturday, so I was surprised I hadn’t turned it off the night before. It also didn’t sound like my normal alarm tone. I patted around the top of my nightstand, searching for my phone because I refused to open my eyes yet. Once my fingers found it, I brought it to my face and turned over to squint at the screen. In my sleepy haze, the light from my phone screen was so bright it actually hurt. I peered at my phone with one eye. “Shit,” I said.It wasn’t a...
IncestBrooke Haze don’t give a FUCK. She rolls into her professor’s classroom in the skimpiest of outfits yet again, despite the numerous talkings-to he’s given her. And this time it gets worse: she just starts taking clothes off! Flustered, Professor Desergio has no idea what to do because class starts in about 30 minutes, and soon other students will be filing into the classroom. Brooke tells him the only way she’s going to dress is if she sees his dick! The good professor shows it, the good...
xmoviesforyouHe had fantasized about his patients before. Being a good looking doctor in a small town had its privileges, after all. His favorites were the innocent ones—sweet, firm, with untouched bodies that would be oh so responsive. But his prize was Lorelai. He had been her family doctor for years. Lorelai had a shy disposition, but her face always held a sweet smile for him. She’d come to him for regular check-ups over the years, as well as the occasional injury from her various...
Friday night sex club, hockey games with Jack, occasional one night stands for Jeanne, it was an exciting winter. The weeks flew by. In February Jeanne had a brief flirtation with a man she met in the coffee shop on the first floor of the building where she works. An attorney, his name was Nate. Nate was married, Jeanne preferred married men. He visited her at the house three times. All three times Jeanne entertained him in her boudoir while I watched television in the den next door to them....
CuckoldI slept like a log in my new ‘home away from home’. Satisfied, relaxed, empty-headed, a bit hungry and with a piss hardon, I had woken up the next day, (or the same day but hours later) I had no sense of time, nor did I care. I opened the tent, and after a short battle with the zipper, still unable to focus, stepping outside, when I realized I was still stark naked. Just as I turned around to head back in to put on some clothes, I figured what the point was anyway. No one near to see me and...
Cole still in full-masked grabbed Phoebe’s long brown hair, tugged on it and pulled the youngest Charmed One to the rear exit. Phoebe disappeared from the ballroom. Soon Cole magically transported her to his apartment or more specifically the master’s bed. “Okay Phoebe, I’m going to give you something you have deserved for years. Now it’s going to happen!” Cole announced. As he positioned himself behind the nineteen year-old kneeling girl and pushed Phoebe down on all fours Phoebe gasped and...
It had been over a year since Janice made her bet with me that I couldn't last long enough to make her cum before I blew my load in her pussy. I lost twice the first night, and I lost every time since then, but I still held out hope that I could win. My prize? If I win my wife will, for the first time ever in our relationship, willingly suck me to completion and swallow my cum. My penalty? If I cum first, I have to go down on her and get her off with my tongue. In the process I end up eating...
"Judy," Mike repeated, this time, the fourth time, from the bathroom door. "Hummmm?" she answered. She didn't break her rhythm as she ran the comb through her vibrant black curls. She was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. When she lifted her arms her full, firm breasts lifted until they were al most exposed at the open neck of the raincoat. "How you doing, Sis?" Mike asked. "Why didn't you answer? I was afraid something had happened?" "What could happen?" Judy...
The next morning I woke up feeling the warmth of Megan sleeping next to me and thought about the wild and lusty hours we enjoyed. Is this a fantasy come true—meeting a smart, sexy, beautiful woman in an empty bar in the middle of nowhere—two strangers seducing each other and ending up fucking each other’s brains out in a seedy motel?But here I was listening to her quiet breathing next to me. I glanced at her sleeping on her stomach, a thin sheet covering us.It was six-twenty-four according to...
Straight SexMarcus Avilius looked up from the scroll he was deciphering when the woman walked into the room. It was tedious work pulling the hidden messages from the benign looking scrolls, and the fact that the messages were routine status reports made it all the more droll. He probably should have taken a break hours ago, but duty pushed him to finish the work. He certainly did not need the distraction that the woman would likely cause. The woman walked to him without a word. With a knowing smile, her...
Historical"Remember when these lessons used to be just for the two of us?" I ask Charlotte as we tie our shiny satin pointe shoes to our feet. "Barely," my BFF giggles. "Then again, who is it who's always saying 'you can never have too many friends'?" "Yes, yes, okay," I laugh as I return to the barre, flanked by over a dozen of my friends. As we run through the remainder of our steps, I smile as I muse on what Charlotte said, and how right she is, especially at this time of year. In exactly...
My wife, Lyn and I had been married about six months. We’d been together about three years before that.I was in my late twenties and she was a little older, almost thirty-one. But she was extremely active and sporty and retained the body of someone much younger. In fact, it was her perfectly formed bottom that had first attracted me to her.She was a brunette with wavy hair and a very pretty face and about average sized breasts. But it was the intellectual connection that brought us together.A...
ExhibitionismMisti had always had a high sex drive. She needed to cum often and would do almost anything to see that she did. Married now, and with a kid, her sex life had not been very spectacular for quite some time. When the opportunity came to go camping with friends Nate and Lizzie, she absently found herself thinking about cumming while at the campsite. She tried to put improper thoughts out of her mind just because Nate had been a friend for years. He and Lizzie had kids too.She had booked a campsite...
CheatingThe day started out like any other day. Well, like any other day in the past few weeks, that is. Normally, I would have gotten up, shaved, showered, and headed off to work. But it’s tough being an executive of a company where the owner is more concerned with what’s going up his nose than he is earning a profit. Since my firm closed, my days have taken on a monotonous regularity. Get up, check email, check fax. Check Classified ads. Nope. Construction was at an all-time low, which meant...
ExhibitionismThe Best Way to Die?, by MaxDeathI succumbed to a bizarre neurological illness while in Atlanta on church business. After a fine presentation to a large congregation, I was eating lunch when I felt food fall out of my mouth; it felt like some dentist shot me with Novocaine! And right in the middle of my afternoon presentation, I lost control of all of the muscles in my face, followed shortly thereafter in my hotel lobby, with an inability to use my right arm while signing out. Concerned, of...
I absolutely hate when I'm horny. I haven't had sex since Easter. I was really horny last week. I woke up with wet panties. I know I had a great sex session in my dream that morning. After I got up to use the bathroom, I got my tow toys out and began to tease my clit. First the vibe on my clit, then the glass dildo in my pussy. The feeling of the vibe getting me more and more excited. I pull the glass dildo out and put it in my ass. A little at first, then having the vibe in and out...
Wearing an outfit that looked a lot like a space suite, Ed walked around trying to get used to the feel of the strange outfit. Removing the control from a pocket, he turned down the temperature a couple of degrees. Replacing the control to the pocket, he stood there for a minute waiting for the suit to cool down. He looked over at the man standing next to him and said, “This is pretty nice.” The man answered, “It uses a fusion well to generate heat for the suit. With the built in radio and...
Things were not going quite as well as I had hoped. It was the last day of the original challenge, and I was still not in the lead. Despite my natural charm, and even my sexbot augmented seduction skills, I had not gotten Claire or Abby to make out with me. I did hook up with a boy on the boardwalk for about fifteen minutes, but though he was willing and eager to continue kissing until the wee hours of the morning, when I realized he was only seventeen, it just felt kind of - creepy...
When I arrived at my hotel in Costa Mesa I called Lisa to let her know I arrived safely and to give her my phone number. Lisa told me that she already missed me but she sounded like she was okay. As I had promised I called her every night that week and every night Lisa told me she loved me and missed me terribly and wished I didn't have to be away from her. When I called Lisa on Saturday night she told me that she was horny. She said, "I wish you were here so I could suck your cock like I...
My good friend Tim came over to visit for the weekend after we haven't see each other for a couple years. He was traveling back from a business trip and wanted to come see us. He was my best man at my wedding and I was excited to see him, as well as Amy, my wife. We all have been friends for quite some time. Tim has been divorced for a couple of years and hasn't been able to get involved with anybody during that period. So, me and Amy invited him over for dinner and to stay overnight. Amy...
A few years ago, I attended a training conference in Long Beach, C.A. The company I work for has multiple locations throughout the South West and California and paid all the expenses to the four day program. They were willing to pay at least half of the accommodations or all of it if we were willing to share a room at the Hilton with another company employee. All other expenses, including meals, were paid for as well as a small daily expense account for entertainment. I was 28 and my wife and I...