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I was walking back from class on Tuesday, a little past 7pm, when my phone buzzed

I was walking back from class on Tuesday, a little past 7pm, when my phone buzzed. I hate most ring sounds I hear, so I keep mine vibrate. Anyway, I looked at the number and it was local, but not someone I know. Thinking it was a wrong number, I almost didn?t answer it. I wonder now how I?d feel about things if I hadn?t answered, if I had passed up this chance.

The conversation was short. The caller was a friend I met online who lived in the area, Stacy. We?d talked on and off for a while and even met for coffee once. There was no real chance of any sort of ?romantic connection?; Stacy?s a confirmed and happy-to-be-so lesbian. I knew this right from the get go, but I hadn?t started talking to her thinking of sex. We met on a blog/diary site, or more like I stumbled across her writings and was hooked.

Anyway, on and off we talked online for a few months and like I said even met once for coffee. There?s just something about her that I can?t put my finger on. Perhaps it?s the things she written about and how I wish I could write so honestly. Perhaps it?s that I know there?s no chance she?s sexually interested in me and so she?s safe ? that is, I can relax more and be more ?me?. I?ve no idea really, but then, you probably don?t care. I mean, that?s not why you?re reading this.

In one of our chats, I brought up a little semi-fetish that I have. I find it a bit hard to explain, because everyone seems to blow it off as either me just being weird or no big deal. I?m fascinated by a sort of power exchange, to use a BDSM term. Specifically, I'm interested in the idea of someone else being in control of when/where/how often I orgasm.

I know it does sound kind of silly and nothing that bizarre, but let me ask you a couple things: Does the idea of being denied orgasm for days on end appeal? What if you toss in lots of teasing, that is being taken to the edge, but not over? Say teased three times a day every day for a week with no orgasm relief? That?s the kind of thing I?m talking about. By itself I?m sure it?s probably not all that kinky, but imagine how horny and worked up you?d be? Let?s just say it?s very easy to delve into other kinkier aspects of BDSM that one might not normally consider when in such a state.

Anyway, back to the call. Her reason for calling was simple. She?d recalled our conversation about my teasing/control fetish and she was wondering if I still felt that way about things. Without a doubt I did and I must say my heart started to race a little as horribly naughty thoughts filled my head.

In the conversation we?d had, I?d said something like, ?I?d love to please you and you?d not have to do a thing, ever.? All those images I had during that simple netchat came back. The idea of orally pleasing a woman, her, and being sent home after she was done.. perhaps with permission to masturbate, but perhaps not. Thoughts of her touching, teasing me and how I?ve always wanted to experience such things first hand. Up to now, I?ve just read stories and dabbled with ?online relationships?. I knew reality would be far different and, I hoped, far more erotic.

I could tell she was pleased that I still thought about such things. I?m sure she was nervous; after all it was a pretty quirky call to make. She cut to the chase and said, why don?t I come over at about 9 tonight and we?d talk about things. She said she?d email me directions and would see me then.

I was left standing on the sidewalk outside my apartment speechless. Two conflicting thoughts dominated my mind. The first was to run upstairs and see the email she sent. The second was to go to the bathroom and masturbate ? keep in mind, this is kind of like a wet dream coming true for me.

I decided to read the email first, perhaps thinking she?d just been kidding with me. She wasn?t. The email was there, directions to her house and a final line saying ?behave until we?ve had a chance to talk?. The meaning was clear, until we talked tonight, no masturbation. Other than that, no clues in her email about what tonight might be about.

I was still leery; things like this don?t happen to me. I spent the next hour and twenty minutes running through various scenarios. Some of them were good, some of them weren?t. I?m not ashamed to say I was hard nearly the whole time and did behave myself.

I got to her place early; I hate to be late for anything. I looked at her door from the street and wondered if I was really going to get the chance to explore a side of me I?ve always wanted to know better. I slowly walked to the door, palms sweaty, and knocked.

Just like any to friends she answered the door, we said hi and I was invited in. She could tell I was nervous and this seemed to make her calm. Without a doubt there was an awkward pause and then she asked if I?d like to sit, gesturing towards the couch. I?m not sure of all we chatted about at first, my head was swimming.

She got up and went into another room and came back with this little impish grin on her face. While I?d been semi-hard up to now, I found myself fully so. I swallowed.

?So,? She said, ?would you like to know why I called you??

I nodded, ?Of course.? I was trying not to sound too silly and nervous.

?You remember the chat, the one where you made some offers to me? Wanted me to help you ?explore? things?? Her eyes were intense; I could tell she was enjoying this.

?Yes, I do..? I could feel my mouth going dry.

?The one were you said you?d please me and I?d just have to lay back, moan and groan and enjoy??

I nodded again, with a very soft, ?Yes..?

I almost flinched, being so wound up, when her hand came from behind her back and she tossed a thin strip of cloth onto my lap. I picked it up and looked it over, nothing special. It was folded over a time or two until it was about three inches wide and about fifteen inches long.

?Guess what that is.?

I swallowed and looked up, ?A blindfold??

She smiles and nodded. ?If you want to talk about things, put that on. If you don?t, then don?t.? She kept smiling at me, knowing there was no doubt in what I?d choose. ?I?m going to go potty while you decide. Then, I?m going to put in a movie, Nightmare Before Christmas.?

I looked down at the cloth as she went into the bathroom, unsure if I should say something or what to do. Without a doubt, this could be the opportunity of a lifetime, but that also made it scary. I wasn?t at all sure I was ready for this. Without a doubt, the hormones in my blood made the deciding vote and on went the blindfold.

I?ve never felt so silly, sitting on a couch in an apartment I?ve never been too before blindfolded and having a full erection. The toilet flushed and I almost pulled the blindfold off, but soon it would be too late for that. I fidgeted in my seat, hoping she wouldn?t come out and laugh.

I listened to the door open and waited. She said nothing. I heard her moving about the room, changing the TV. channel and starting the movie. That was a bit surreal. Listening to the opening of Nightmare Before Christmas and thinking the thoughts I was. I began to wonder if this was a dream.

I heard her walk to the kitchen and fix herself a drink and then sit on the couch. My spot on the couch was against one arm and I felt her sit down at the other end. I was confused, was she going to watch the movie and then we?d talk?

I did jump, startled, as I felt her feet rest themselves on my lap. Her left foot happened to land right on my cock, which twitched quite happily at the attention. Thankfully she didn't just drop her feet, but rested them gently. I swallowed and waited.

Finally she spoke, ?You seem awful nervous, are you sure you?re ok with this??

I nodded, ?Yes, I?m nervous, scared even. But, yes I?m ok.?

Her heel wiggled on my cock, ?It?s quite an idea, the idea of having a toy to come over and please me when I?m horny. Heck I wouldn?t even have to clean anything up.? I nodded and licked my lips. ?It?s an even bigger idea having control of a cock. True, I have no real use for it, but it?s intriguing nonetheless.? She paused and I felt the urge, the need, to start blurting things out, to try and explain what I was thinking.

She started talking before I could, ?You know I?m not cruel, but I?d not give you permission often? And I don?t want you think this is some straight-guys wet dream ? You aren?t going to turn my straight or fuck me ? never. Right??

My hands were clutching each other across my belly, knuckles semi-white. I couldn?t find my voice to speak at first, but finally got out, ?Yes, I know. We talked about that.? I swallowed, ?I-I-I even suggested the blindfold..?

She laughed a bit, ?What?s wrong? Oh, my foot?? I sighed as she moved it, no longer letting it touch my cock. ?I?m going to send you an email after tonight. It has the rules. You can read it over... and let me know. If you agree, I want you to sign it and hand it back. If you?re not interested, we?ll just forget to night and things will go back to normal.?

I nodded, knowing full well things would not be ?normal? again. How could they?

?Now, be a dear and rub my feet.?

With slightly shaky hands, I started to rub her feet, both hands on one foot at a time. I?m in on way an expert in such things, so it took a bit of time to get straight what felt good, what tickled. Thinking having this movie on was surreal before was wrong, this was surreal.

We sat in silence. Now and then she?d move her feet, offering my blind hands which one to rub next. Soft little moans gave me the cues to what she liked. I must say, I found the whole thing intense erotic. I just wished I could have seen her face, to see what expressions it had.

About half an hour later, perhaps a bit more, she squirmed and moved on the couch. I stopped rubbing, thinking she as getting up, but she didn?t. A new wave of nerves hit me. I?d really settled down while listening to the movie, her sounds and rubbing. Her feet pressed hard into my leg and I realized she was lifting up her rump and sliding her pants down.

I wondered if something I?d dreamed of doing was going with her was going to come true. Well, not just dreamed, but masturbated to. Her feet pushed back at my hands and I started to rub again.

That?s when what no doubt will rank for a long, long time as one of my top erotic memories happened ? she let out this moan and I knew she was touching herself. I wanted to spurt, to cum right then and there. I wanted to move, to join her in touching, but I didn?t. I just kept rubbing her feet and feeling my cock gently throb as it wanted attention, balls aching ever so slightly.

She lifted the foot I wasn?t rubbing up to my face, my mouth. I need little prodding to get what she wanted. I kissed her toes, soft light kisses. She moaned louder and pushed her toes against my lips. My lips parted and for the first time I suckled her toe, bathing it with my tongue. My hands left her foot and held her by the ankle, so her foot wouldn?t leave my lips.

Toe by toe, I licked and sucked each one. Then kisses up and down the side, the arch, the heel ? all over. Her leg would twitch when I tickled and I tried to learn, to not repeat the tickling.

Louder and louder she moaned. Her scent just adding to my growing lust ? impotent lust. In and out my mouth I sucked her big toe, like giving it a blowjob. Her other foot found my cock. Her toes curling on it, teasingly maddening. I couldn?t believe it when she came.

The words here don?t really do justice to the scene, to what I felt and what I hope she felt.

I?ve no idea how long this went on, but the movie was over. I wanted to beg her to let me go masturbate in the bathroom. My hands were shaking as they held her foot to my lips. My own breathing nearly as heavy, as panting, as hers.

Every sound she made was just so magnified to me, so sexual, so intense. I wondered if I might cum in my pants without touching, it certainly feels like I might.

Her leg pushes lightly down and I let it rest in my lap, hands lightly rubbing her skin that?s slick with my salvia. The TV clicks off and we sit in silence for a moment. I want to speak, to say something, but I sense I shouldn?t. She moves, no doubt pulling her pants up. I feel her lean towards me and I bite my lip wondering what?s next. I can?t believe so much as happened and we?ve hardly even spoken.

I feel the lightest touch of a finger, perhaps two, on my rock hard cock. It begs for more, twitching. I hear you chuckle softly and say the words I?ve been unknowingly dreading, ?Well, the movie is over, time for you to go.?

Getting up and going home, is all a blur. The first thing I really remember doing is sitting at my desk and reading the rules over and over ? wondering if this is really what I want.

I was walking back from class on Tuesday, a little past 7pm, when my phone buzzed. I hate most ring sounds I hear, so I keep mine vibrate. Anyway, I looked at the number and it was local, but not someone I know. Thinking it was a wrong number, I almost didn?t answer it. I wonder now how I?d feel about things if I hadn?t answered, if I had passed up this chance.

The conversation was short. The caller was a friend I met online who lived in the area, Stacy. We?d talked on and off for a while and even met for coffee once. There was no real chance of any sort of ?romantic connection?; Stacy?s a confirmed and happy-to-be-so lesbian. I knew this right from the get go, but I hadn?t started talking to her thinking of sex. We met on a blog/diary site, or more like I stumbled across her writings and was hooked.

Anyway, on and off we talked online for a few months and like I said even met once for coffee. There?s just something about her that I can?t put my finger on. Perhaps it?s the things she written about and how I wish I could write so honestly. Perhaps it?s that I know there?s no chance she?s sexually interested in me and so she?s safe ? that is, I can relax more and be more ?me?. I?ve no idea really, but then, you probably don?t care. I mean, that?s not why you?re reading this.

In one of our chats, I brought up a little semi-fetish that I have. I find it a bit hard to explain, because everyone seems to blow it off as either me just being weird or no big deal. I?m fascinated by a sort of power exchange, to use a BDSM term. Specifically, I'm interested in the idea of someone else being in control of when/where/how often I orgasm.

I know it does sound kind of silly and nothing that bizarre, but let me ask you a couple things: Does the idea of being denied orgasm for days on end appeal? What if you toss in lots of teasing, that is being taken to the edge, but not over? Say teased three times a day every day for a week with no orgasm relief? That?s the kind of thing I?m talking about. By itself I?m sure it?s probably not all that kinky, but imagine how horny and worked up you?d be? Let?s just say it?s very easy to delve into other kinkier aspects of BDSM that one might not normally consider when in such a state.

Anyway, back to the call. Her reason for calling was simple. She?d recalled our conversation about my teasing/control fetish and she was wondering if I still felt that way about things. Without a doubt I did and I must say my heart started to race a little as horribly naughty thoughts filled my head.

In the conversation we?d had, I?d said something like, ?I?d love to please you and you?d not have to do a thing, ever.? All those images I had during that simple netchat came back. The idea of orally pleasing a woman, her, and being sent home after she was done.. perhaps with permission to masturbate, but perhaps not. Thoughts of her touching, teasing me and how I?ve always wanted to experience such things first hand. Up to now, I?ve just read stories and dabbled with ?online relationships?. I knew reality would be far different and, I hoped, far more erotic.

I could tell she was pleased that I still thought about such things. I?m sure she was nervous; after all it was a pretty quirky call to make. She cut to the chase and said, why don?t I come over at about 9 tonight and we?d talk about things. She said she?d email me directions and would see me then.

I was left standing on the sidewalk outside my apartment speechless. Two conflicting thoughts dominated my mind. The first was to run upstairs and see the email she sent. The second was to go to the bathroom and masturbate ? keep in mind, this is kind of like a wet dream coming true for me.

I decided to read the email first, perhaps thinking she?d just been kidding with me. She wasn?t. The email was there, directions to her house and a final line saying ?behave until we?ve had a chance to talk?. The meaning was clear, until we talked tonight, no masturbation. Other than that, no clues in her email about what tonight might be about.

I was still leery; things like this don?t happen to me. I spent the next hour and twenty minutes running through various scenarios. Some of them were good, some of them weren?t. I?m not ashamed to say I was hard nearly the whole time and did behave myself.

I got to her place early; I hate to be late for anything. I looked at her door from the street and wondered if I was really going to get the chance to explore a side of me I?ve always wanted to know better. I slowly walked to the door, palms sweaty, and knocked.

Just like any to friends she answered the door, we said hi and I was invited in. She could tell I was nervous and this seemed to make her calm. Without a doubt there was an awkward pause and then she asked if I?d like to sit, gesturing towards the couch. I?m not sure of all we chatted about at first, my head was swimming.

She got up and went into another room and came back with this little impish grin on her face. While I?d been semi-hard up to now, I found myself fully so. I swallowed.

?So,? She said, ?would you like to know why I called you??

I nodded, ?Of course.? I was trying not to sound too silly and nervous.

?You remember the chat, the one where you made some offers to me? Wanted me to help you ?explore? things?? Her eyes were intense; I could tell she was enjoying this.

?Yes, I do..? I could feel my mouth going dry.

?The one were you said you?d please me and I?d just have to lay back, moan and groan and enjoy??

I nodded again, with a very soft, ?Yes..?

I almost flinched, being so wound up, when her hand came from behind her back and she tossed a thin strip of cloth onto my lap. I picked it up and looked it over, nothing special. It was folded over a time or two until it was about three inches wide and about fifteen inches long.

?Guess what that is.?

I swallowed and looked up, ?A blindfold??

She smiles and nodded. ?If you want to talk about things, put that on. If you don?t, then don?t.? She kept smiling at me, knowing there was no doubt in what I?d choose. ?I?m going to go potty while you decide. Then, I?m going to put in a movie, Nightmare Before Christmas.?

I looked down at the cloth as she went into the bathroom, unsure if I should say something or what to do. Without a doubt, this could be the opportunity of a lifetime, but that also made it scary. I wasn?t at all sure I was ready for this. Without a doubt, the hormones in my blood made the deciding vote and on went the blindfold.

I?ve never felt so silly, sitting on a couch in an apartment I?ve never been too before blindfolded and having a full erection. The toilet flushed and I almost pulled the blindfold off, but soon it would be too late for that. I fidgeted in my seat, hoping she wouldn?t come out and laugh.

I listened to the door open and waited. She said nothing. I heard her moving about the room, changing the TV. channel and starting the movie. That was a bit surreal. Listening to the opening of Nightmare Before Christmas and thinking the thoughts I was. I began to wonder if this was a dream.

I heard her walk to the kitchen and fix herself a drink and then sit on the couch. My spot on the couch was against one arm and I felt her sit down at the other end. I was confused, was she going to watch the movie and then we?d talk?

I did jump, startled, as I felt her feet rest themselves on my lap. Her left foot happened to land right on my cock, which twitched quite happily at the attention. Thankfully she didn't just drop her feet, but rested them gently. I swallowed and waited.

Finally she spoke, ?You seem awful nervous, are you sure you?re ok with this??

I nodded, ?Yes, I?m nervous, scared even. But, yes I?m ok.?

Her heel wiggled on my cock, ?It?s quite an idea, the idea of having a toy to come over and please me when I?m horny. Heck I wouldn?t even have to clean anything up.? I nodded and licked my lips. ?It?s an even bigger idea having control of a cock. True, I have no real use for it, but it?s intriguing nonetheless.? She paused and I felt the urge, the need, to start blurting things out, to try and explain what I was thinking.

She started talking before I could, ?You know I?m not cruel, but I?d not give you permission often? And I don?t want you think this is some straight-guys wet dream ? You aren?t going to turn my straight or fuck me ? never. Right??

My hands were clutching each other across my belly, knuckles semi-white. I couldn?t find my voice to speak at first, but finally got out, ?Yes, I know. We talked about that.? I swallowed, ?I-I-I even suggested the blindfold..?

She laughed a bit, ?What?s wrong? Oh, my foot?? I sighed as she moved it, no longer letting it touch my cock. ?I?m going to send you an email after tonight. It has the rules. You can read it over... and let me know. If you agree, I want you to sign it and hand it back. If you?re not interested, we?ll just forget to night and things will go back to normal.?

I nodded, knowing full well things would not be ?normal? again. How could they?

?Now, be a dear and rub my feet.?

With slightly shaky hands, I started to rub her feet, both hands on one foot at a time. I?m in on way an expert in such things, so it took a bit of time to get straight what felt good, what tickled. Thinking having this movie on was surreal before was wrong, this was surreal.

We sat in silence. Now and then she?d move her feet, offering my blind hands which one to rub next. Soft little moans gave me the cues to what she liked. I must say, I found the whole thing intense erotic. I just wished I could have seen her face, to see what expressions it had.

About half an hour later, perhaps a bit more, she squirmed and moved on the couch. I stopped rubbing, thinking she as getting up, but she didn?t. A new wave of nerves hit me. I?d really settled down while listening to the movie, her sounds and rubbing. Her feet pressed hard into my leg and I realized she was lifting up her rump and sliding her pants down.

I wondered if something I?d dreamed of doing was going with her was going to come true. Well, not just dreamed, but masturbated to. Her feet pushed back at my hands and I started to rub again.

That?s when what no doubt will rank for a long, long time as one of my top erotic memories happened ? she let out this moan and I knew she was touching herself. I wanted to spurt, to cum right then and there. I wanted to move, to join her in touching, but I didn?t. I just kept rubbing her feet and feeling my cock gently throb as it wanted attention, balls aching ever so slightly.

She lifted the foot I wasn?t rubbing up to my face, my mouth. I need little prodding to get what she wanted. I kissed her toes, soft light kisses. She moaned louder and pushed her toes against my lips. My lips parted and for the first time I suckled her toe, bathing it with my tongue. My hands left her foot and held her by the ankle, so her foot wouldn?t leave my lips.

Toe by toe, I licked and sucked each one. Then kisses up and down the side, the arch, the heel ? all over. Her leg would twitch when I tickled and I tried to learn, to not repeat the tickling.

Louder and louder she moaned. Her scent just adding to my growing lust ? impotent lust. In and out my mouth I sucked her big toe, like giving it a blowjob. Her other foot found my cock. Her toes curling on it, teasingly maddening. I couldn?t believe it when she came.

The words here don?t really do justice to the scene, to what I felt and what I hope she felt.

I?ve no idea how long this went on, but the movie was over. I wanted to beg her to let me go masturbate in the bathroom. My hands were shaking as they held her foot to my lips. My own breathing nearly as heavy, as panting, as hers.

Every sound she made was just so magnified to me, so sexual, so intense. I wondered if I might cum in my pants without touching, it certainly feels like I might.

Her leg pushes lightly down and I let it rest in my lap, hands lightly rubbing her skin that?s slick with my salvia. The TV clicks off and we sit in silence for a moment. I want to speak, to say something, but I sense I shouldn?t. She moves, no doubt pulling her pants up. I feel her lean towards me and I bite my lip wondering what?s next. I can?t believe so much as happened and we?ve hardly even spoken.

I feel the lightest touch of a finger, perhaps two, on my rock hard cock. It begs for more, twitching. I hear you chuckle softly and say the words I?ve been unknowingly dreading, ?Well, the movie is over, time for you to go.?

Getting up and going home, is all a blur. The first thing I really remember doing is sitting at my desk and reading the rules over and over ? wondering if this is really what I want.

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Angie is the sweetest teenage girl you can imagine. She has brown hair with blonde high lights, small in stature with heavy legs. Small breasted and she has a near Angelic personellity. One could not ask for a nicer girl. Near Sonia' age of sixteen I would think. I was about to say hello when I noticed she was upset ............. then I noticed way. Two black guys were bothering her. The nearer I got the more of the conversation I picked up. The short version is that they wanted to fuck...

itiswhatitis Reflections 1

Memories! Huh! ..... the lady walking past the office reminds of a lady i new years ago. Edna, an older women, 65 too 70-ish if memory serves. I met Edna in a hospital room she shared with my mother in law. I remember Edna because of her back. My wife and i were visiting my mother in law and Edna was her roomy. The ladies were talking, i got bored and walked over to the window to look outside. When i turned i saw Edna's bare back, too the small of...

Whatsapp Se Bedroom Tak

Mera naam jimmy hai. Mein punjab se jalandhar city se belong karta hu.aaj mein aapko apni ik story ke bare mein batauga..jo aaj se kuch hi time purani hai.. Aaj kal whatsapp toh sab lok hi use karte hai. Meri story bhi whatsapp se hi related hai. Agar aapko meri story pasand aaye toh aap mujhe meri email id par contact kar sakte ho. Aab mein story par aata hu. Sunday ka din tha mein bilkul free betha tha .. Sardi ke dino mein dhup mein bethana mujhe acha lagda hai bus mein v dhup mein betha...

Whats Good for The Gander

Brains and beauty as Jack would learn is a very dangerous combination! Enter Delia at twenty-two she was on track to become a whisky drinking cigar smoking VP at a major accounting firm. Along the way Jack her boyfriend became an afterthought, her eye candy. If your wondering if she slept her way to the top, she tried to and for sure knowing her drive I’m sure she would cut the throat, or crush the balls of anybody that got in her way and suck or fuck anybody that would help her get to the top....

Whats your name again

Introduction: Macs hate me so hopefully vaios like me better. A few notes: – Both characters were 19 -They now have their own house as Jeremy is an engineer and Laura is an intern at a hospital. -They live in upstate New York. Whats your name again? My name is Jeremy. I am 26 years old and live happily with my wife Laura. This is the story of how we took each others virginity. Lets start at the beginning. We met in kindergarten. I remember seeing her first come in and feeling the urge to...

Whats App Message Leads To Fulfillment Of Hidden Desires

Hi, This is my first story on Indian Sex Stories.net. I have been an avid reader since 5 years and always used to feel that are these incidents real or fiction till it also happened with me. As you all know that social media has captured the imaginations of young, old alike. So keeping in tune with changing times, I also purchased a smartphone and downloaded Facebook, twitter etc. It was a great and my friends coaxed me into opening a whats app account so that I join the group. I opened whats...

Whatsapp Orgy With Friends

Hi folks. Hand shake for boys and boobs shake for girls. I’m going to narrate a fictional story. This story is about three couples exploring the naughty world together. Just imagine whatever is happening. It is not a real story. For those who think sex after marriage is monotonous and is not much enjoyable, this story tells how it was different in my case. Well, I was married to a beautiful girl who was also brilliant. We both were working in top companies. Our sex life rocked at the beginning...

WhatsApp Se Neha Ki Chut Tak

Note- ye meri pehli story hai so pls jo bhi galitiyan ya spelling mistek hoo unhe toda ignore kare. Ye real story hai and maine sari cheje ussi order mai likhi hai jaisse hui hai. Sari batey to nahi likh paya warna story jayada lambi hoo jati par main main points likhe ha. Aasha karta hoon apko pasand aayegi. Hey guys’ mera naam advik hai and meri age 20 yrs hai. Main abhi studies kar raha hoon. Ye story meri aur meri ex-girlfriend ki hai ki kaisse pahle hum dost bane fir humney sex kiya aur...

Whatsapp Orgy With Friends

Hi folks. Hand shake for boys and boobs shake for girls. I’m going to narrate a fictional story. This story is about three couples exploring the naughty world together. Just imagine whatever is happening. It is not a real story. For those who think sex after marriage is monotonous and is not much enjoyable, this story tells how it was different in my case. Well, I was married to a beautiful girl who was also brilliant. We both were working in top companies. Our sex life rocked at the beginning...

Whats a Mother to DO

Introduction: story of a mother with manyquestions to life and child rearing A WORD OF CAUTION TO ONE AND ALL: This and any other story submitted and published by perv4lilgrrls may, shall and will contain conversation, situations and instances which may seem offensive to none, some and/or all persons who dare endeavor to peruse said story(s). If you fall into any of the above categories, please be aware that constructive criticism is more than welcome. Those who just wish to complain, moan,...

Whats Her Price

Introduction: A website actually worked I would like to say I had a sob story, but like most people I am over dramatic about my own life. I grew up in a good home, until my parents divorced when I was in 6th grade. While my parents were both supportive and loving, I lived with my mother and missed out on a lot of Man time with my dad, so I never learned the unlimited self confidence a lot of guys have. I have seen many guys who were ugly, broke and balding still have no trouble going up to any...

Whats done under the son

"Ohhh mr. Jonas!" Rayana, his new intern moaned in a voice that would make any man melt. "Please fuck me daddy!" Mr. Jonas thought that maybe for a moment he mightve been way over his head. He also kinda felt bad about the fact that he was cheating on his wife, a wonderful women who worked so hard to make their marriage work. But Rayana was so sexy she stood at 5'5 and she had ebony brown skin she had DD tits and had a round back side with nice thick legs with a clean shaved pussy....

Whatever Lola Wants

Whatever Lola Wants Synopsis: An irresistible young woman tells her sad tale to her lover - an unbelievable tale that bespeaks doom for the man. [email protected] ********************************************************************** Whatever Lola Wants "Come on, big boy, I _know_ you've got another shot in you. Look at my big boobs, swaying so tantalizingly for you, so big and full and perky. Just the way you like them, aren't they?" And I know you have...

Whatsapp fun

Last night, (Saturday) with me showing MrsC the stories I had put on here she changed, I thought I was in trouble for putting our fun into words but she liked it, we do not know where Tony is we didn't get his number (like fools) we the best friend fro the first one is still on the scene in a way, only because of the power of the internet we found him again, well MrsC started to ask questions about him when I said I had spoken to him, questions like how is he?, where is he now? Is he married"...

Whatsapp Sexting With The Arabic Girl

Friends, you are reading this sex story on indiansexstories dot net Hello, readers, I am JACK (name changed) am a very big fan of Indian Sex Stories we can read awesome stories here but I don’t think no one posted sexting ever well. I am a social freak and I regularly do sexting with random people. I am posting this conversation because Emma (girl name in the sex story) likes it. So, I am gonna share my sexting with you all. Please ignore spelling mistakes and grammar thing because it’s what’s...

Whatsapp To What A Fuck

Hello everyone this is Samar from Punjab currently living in Chandigarh. I am a regular reader of ISS from many past years. Finally time to post my own story after reading thousands of stories from ISS please forgive my mistakes. I am a good looking (maybeJ) 5’11” and have athletic body 6”+ dick can satisfy a woman. I have many encounters prior to this with my girlfriends but the girl in this story was my best sex partner till date. Her name is Sonal (name changed). Her stats are 34-27-36. The...

Whatever Ester Wants

WHATEVER ESTHER WANTS By Mr. Task Esther smiled seductively and actually winked at me when she approached the table in the busy mall restaurant where I sat, all dolled up in women's clothing, sipping a double espresso and waiting for the stores to open. She was exotic. From the second I (and every early morning shopper - male and female!) saw her, my heart and mind reeled crazily. I suddenly experienced the strangest feeling of love, lust, intense desire, you name it....

Whats love without stupidity

Introduction: Young couple who fall in love and fall back out what will happen? The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost. She looked through the trees at the house where he lived, slightly smiling at the one electric candle burning in the kitchen window. Kevin kicked back the reclining chair, raising the footrest, and...

Whats wrong with it

Lew- I took this from a Blog I was advised to read. I contacted the lady through the anonymity of email who gave permission to reproduce here but did not want to meet or be identified in any way - understandably - just so long as the names were changed. She wrote it in 2015 and it was “her therapy” to assuage any guilt about it but assured me she and her family are all happy satisfied individuals without any ‘hangups’ - here’s her story. My name is Marie and I’ve been very happily married to...

Whatever You Want

Sonia hovered nervously outside his room, trying to muster the courage to knock on the door. She knew she was going to be in trouble and that did not detach from the even greater problem that loomed on the horizon. Okay, so she had been foolish, she should have attended the lessons and kept up with her course work — too late now! She took a deep breath, smoothed her skirt down her thighs and knocked on his door. "Come in!" Professor Watson looked up from his large desk where he sat reviewing...

Whats A Master The End

Like Icarus, I flew too close to the sun. It was my downfall. And again, like Icarus, it was my own fault. I made a bad decision, and I came spinning down from the heights of passion to the depths of despair. My story was going so well. Ursula cared deeply for me, her Roger, and I adored her with my complete soul. Who would have thought it would end this way? Cynthia and Carl had broken up. Who was to blame for that? I hadn’t a clue, really. Perhaps nobody was. Perhaps it was just life...

Whats Her Price The Bedroom

Introduction: My evening with Chloe continues I followed behind Chloe as she lead me to her bedroom, my feet shuffling since my pants and boxers were still around my ankles. She didnt turn on the light in the bedroom, but the light from the living room was sufficient to give the bedroom a nice ambiance. Chloe had switched on her sleep sounding machine, and the room was filled with the sounds of a thunderstorm on a beach. Chloe grabbed both of my hands and pulled me to her and wrapped my...

whats wrong with rubber lingerie

Came home from the club last night, great evening, I don't drink anyway so no bad heads and knew what I was doing.Went and had a shower and was in bed by about 1130pm. Being Saturday the next day, no work so could have a little lay in. I woke at about 9am and sun was shining, clock is running oddly, says its Sunday 3rd, I went to bed on Saturday 2nd, Odd.Got out of bed and glimpsed myself in the mirror and nearly passed out. I like to wear a little fem gear, usually just tights (pantyhose) or...

Whats up Doc Part 2

They commanded her to undress and get up on the steel operating table.Much to their chargin she spat at them and told them to fuck off.As he grabbed the scalpel.Jason felt his cock spring to life.He sliced her wickedly,from just below her left shoulder blade down onto her boob.The slash was about 2 inches and deep.She started bleeding profusely.In slow motion she looked down at her breast and the growing crimson patch.When she looked back up at them the change the cut had wreaked on her was...

Whats In The Name Shazstoned

It was a Saturday night some years ago, I was home alone, it was time to dress fully for the first time. I showered and had a good shave. I started with my false eyelashes on the top and bottom of my eyes, next the foundation and powder, eye shadow, a glittery green, dark red blusher to highlight my cheeks, black eye liner and masscarra followed. I added bright red lippy, all was applied quite heavy, how I like it. I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very...

Unexpected but not Unwanted

I had been a grounds-keeper at that college for at least six years now. I originally came there to get a degree myself, but times got rough and I had to slack off the classes in order to pay the rent. Anyways, I ended up being one of those statistics--the one that says you quit school to work and then don't go back because you get caught up in stuff. Now here I was still mowing lawns and trimming hedges, which I guess I didn't mind because it helped me keep my athletic, muscular body toned and...

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Whats in Store

I bought a present for my niece’s birthday last week but when we gave it to her, it didn’t work properly, so today… I took it back. The young lady on the customer service desk was about 22 and a really bubbly girl. So friendly, and I noticed, very pretty, with medium length blonde hair, lovely blue eyes, and a smile that would warm the coldest of hearts. She was dressed in the store uniform red fitted shirt, which accentuated her lovely figure, and tight black pants. I explained the problem...

Whats A Master Part One

Cynthia was an old friend. She and I had been good friends for a long time. I knew her, and trusted her with my life and heart. She had never failed me. It was at her instigation that I went out with a dear friend of hers. This friend was someone from another group, another gathering that I had never met. Cynthia was a friend, but she also had her secrets to which I had never been privy. For whatever reason, Cynthia felt that Ursula and I would hit it off. We were about to find out this very...

Whats gotten into Carry

‘Shit, Carry!’ I shouted. I must admit, when things get good, I have this habit of cussing. Like when Carry sucked on my dick harder than ever before. Carry’s always been great at giving head, but holy shit! Something else had gotten into her. Something wild. Carry was my girlfriend of two years. We met our sophomore year in college and immediately hit it off. Things had been great, in fact I’d been thinking that after we graduate, I’d ask her to marry me. Carry’s sweet, smart, and sexy....

Whats A Master Part Three

Our relationship continued and deepened. It was getting better and better. She had accepted that I was her Master, but in name only. I was not really that into it. I was very indulgent. For a sub she did pretty much whatever she wanted to do. It was actually quite charming in its own way. And we adored each other. My Ursula was a perfect woman, in every way. She was bright, very articulate, and engaging. And her beauty was outstanding. She had lovely, short, raven hair, and a body to die for,...

Whats A Master Part Two

Several weeks after I had met Ursula, with the help of Cynthia, my old friend, I received an invitation from Ursula to a party at her home in the suburbs of our east coast city. I readily accepted. I had grown to adore Ursula. I was so lucky that she was not married yet. That definitely gave me an opening. I knew the lifestyle she practiced and I was not horrified. I was fascinated. We had met a few times in the interim, and each time we had been conventional lovers. I had fucked her, sucked...

Whats Next

What’s Next? Three Months Ago Sarah quietly tiptoed into their bedroom, glad for once that Ashley could sleep through a nuclear war. She was late. Really late. She got caught up at work on a project and ended up in conference with some client reps in Geneva. It was their ‘morning’ and they couldn’t have cared less that it was her ‘night’ and far beyond normal business hours. Tonight was date night and they had had plans. She hang up her ‘power suit’ and put the black pumps with the 4” heels...

Whats a young ninja to do

Disclaimer: No naruto characters belong to me, other than OC's. AN: Slow start, but dont worry. it will get better the further in you go. For obvious reasons, being 5 is too young for anything. So at a later date ages will become legal before things occur. In the quiet peaceful village known as konoha live many people, consisting mainly of shinobi. People who train to become strong, for their village, to pass missions, or simply to quench their thirst for power, among a chaotic world of...

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whats on ur mind

the office fetishthis incident happened to me 4 years back.. when i was travelling wid my boss to india for a buiseness meet.my boss was a beautiful woman.. black long hair.. big beautiful eyes.. n awesome succulent breasts.. i always had a fetish for her.. she wud catch me looking at her times.. but i just laughed it off.. one day v were both assigned to go to delhi in india.. n were staying in d hotel .. while travelling i couldnt stop looking at her.. n she looked at me.. n kissed me...

Whatever Didi Wants

As I drove through the familiar suburban neighborhood, I felt good. Really good. Excited, even. If I had learned one thing for sure during my first year of college, my very first time on my own away from home, it was that nothing compared to what I had here. It had been a reasonably good year, apart from the frequent moments of agonizing loneliness and some insomnia issues. My grades were good, I had established a decent enough relationship with my roommates, I had learned how to deal with food...

Whats a Girl to Do A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

Whats a Girl to Do A Halloween Story

I really shouldn’t do it. I know what I am getting myself in for, but it’s been a long time and I really need some relief. I’m desperate and even the best vibrator can’t satisfy me most of the time. I need a man... or a woman. I know going to the party is risky, but what’s a girl to do? I really need some relief, and everyone normally treats me like they don’t even see me.They’ll see me tonight, though. The Tri-Delta’s are having a Halloween party and it is going to be out of this world. They...

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Whatever I Can Do What I Want

"Whatever! I can do what I want!" "I'm not trying to tell you what to fucking do!" "Fuck it, you stupid bitches, let's do this!" It was a busy night in the bar, and I was tossing bottles and making weird ass drinks for a crowd of college assholes. I'm a bartender. Some of these people are fine. I get that. But, Jesus, some of them are just so full of shit I want to take a bottle and smash it upside their head. You know? Ah, well. It's a living. The "conversation" that was filling the air right...

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Whatever You Want

Chris took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie before heading into the kitchen. He tossed his jacket over one of the chairs and opened the refrigerator. Not surprising, there wasn’t a whole lot in it, and he shut the door with a sigh. Since his wife died, Chris had a hard time with the domestic end of things. Actually, he had a hard time with most aspects of his life, except bringing money home. Even with Taylor, who he used to have a natural, easy relationship with, things were rocky....

Whatever He Wants

This is my first attempt at writing a sick story. I never read anything that really turns me on to the max, so I’m going to try to put my perverted thoughts into this story. First off, let me tell you about me. I’m 62, 5’5, 180 lbs. I’ve been told that I’m a fairly good looking guy. I’ve been married to the same woman for 43 yrs. She is a wonderful woman and I do love her, but she is very heavy and we don’t have sex very much anymore. We have three great kids. Up until about 15 yrs ago I used...

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Wanton

Copyright January 2002 My wife looked into my eyes. "This is exploitation," she groaned. "Some would say so," I agreed. I cradled her shoulders and head in my arms. "You're using me for your pleasure," she whispered. "And yours," I reminded her. "Isn't it pleasurable?" "I never knew it could be like this," she admitted. "I thought you'd be insanely jealous." I looked lovingly into her face, saw the strain, and held her more tightly. "Is he making you come?" I...

Whats Taking So Long

Never ask your wife, "What's taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner or you just might find out what takes so long, as I did. My name is Brian and my wife is Jamie. At the time of this story we had been married about three years. Jamie's job requires her to attend some very fancy parties and dinners once or twice a month and yours truly was always her escort. This adventure began one fateful Friday evening. We were going to one of these...

Whats Taking So Long Part 5

What's taking so long? (Part 5) Never ask your wife, "What's taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it's been very interesting... The story continues... Briana Returns During dinner on Wednesday, Jamie had asked me to take Friday off again. She wanted Briana back for the weekend. I knew that she liked my feminine side, but it surprised me that she wanted it back so soon. So, on Thursday I checked on taking Friday off. It...

Whats Taking So Long Part 6

What's Taking So Long? Part 6 By Teddie Never ask your wife, "What's taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it's been very interesting... We continue... Briana Forever Jamie had fooled me into going to the Queen's Court by myself, by feigning being ill. She showed up at the club after I did, to enjoy the 'Amateur Contest' in which she had entered me. After the contest we were sitting with Shelly and Cathy, and just...

Whats your name again

- Both characters were 19 -They now have their own house as Jeremy is an engineer and Laura is an intern at a hospital. -They live in upstate New York. "What's your name again?" My name is Jeremy. I am 26 years old and live happily with my wife Laura. This is the story of how we took each others virginity. Let's start at the beginning. We met in kindergarten. I remember seeing her first come in and feeling the urge to pick on her so badly. Back then I didn't know any...

Whats Taking So Long Part 2

What's taking so long? (Part 2) Never ask your wife, "What's taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it's been very interesting. We pick my story... My wife Jamie and I were just leaving the day spa, with me looking 100% female, or so she said. When we found out that Cathy was really Carl. He/she had said, "Yes. Always have been a man, always will be. At least between the legs. I have the body of a woman and the genitalia...

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