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I live in dhaka and we are family of 5 , me ,my 2 sis and my parents. My younger sister Sajia is very friendly and she had lot of girl friends who came over to our house( amar chotobon sajia r onek maye bondhu chilo ).One of her friend liza caught my attention. Liza was short (may be 5 feet 2) but with huge boobs and ass.( choto boner ek bandobi Liza amar nojor a porlo , liza chilo bete khato kintu onek boro dudh chilo ar pasa ta o boro) day by day i fell in love with her. One day i found Liza alone at my sister room ( my sister was in another room)and i finally had courage and told her how much i like her.Liza got very shy but she manged to say that she also likes me.from then, evrytime liza came to our house we secretly exchanged love notes .Liza start to come to our house more and more( liza amader basai beshi beshi kore aste laglo). Naturally we caught by my sister Sajia. Sajia was happy about our realtionship bcz she liked Liza. Sajia helped us to spend time together. She would leave us alone at her room so that we can talk.I started to kiss Liza, then touch her body (ami aye suju gaye liza ke chuma r or gaye hat dite laglam). I get bolder and bolder i cupped Liza’S boobs and touched her pussy squeezed it(ami din din sahosi hoye gelam,ami lizar dud tipa r voda chipe dite laglam).Liza and me are doing all these at day time right in my sister room while my sister is outside gurding us ( aye sobi ami r liza kortam/ amar bon er room a diner belai/ jokon amar bon dorzar baire dariye amader pahara dito)One day i got very horny , i wanted a blowjob from Liza. (ekdin ami onek gorom hoye gelam ,ami liza ke diye amar dhon chosate chailam)that nobody was at home just my sister Sajia and me and Liza. (oi din basai ami , sajia ar liza chara keo chilo na)i asked SAJIA not to come to the room unless someone came to the house(ami sajia ke room a na aste bollam jotokhon na keo basai ase)Sajia got very suspisious she asked what new thing gonna happen that we need such a long time (sajia sondeho kore boslo,jigges korlo ki emon jinis amra korbo je ato khon lagbe)i begged her and said plz dont ask anything(ami sajia er hat dore bollam plz kisu jigges koris na)Sajia loved me as her brother and agrred.(sajia boro bhai hisabe amake manto r se raji holo).
Liza had no idea i was planning something like this.(liza janto na ami emon plan korsi).i went to room and closed the door and started kiss liza(ami room a giye dorza bondo kore liza ke chuma dite laglam)i cupped her boobs and pussy she also kissing me .I dropped my lungi and forced liza’s face on my cock( ami lizar dud r voda tipte tipte amar lungi khule fellam r or mukh ta amar dhon er upor raklam) Liza was disgusted and did not wanna suck my cock(liza khub ginnah pelo ar amar dhon chuste chailo na)when i tried more liza broke free and fixed her dress and got out of the room( jokon ami beshi chesta korlam , liza amar theke chariye niye, kapor tik kore room theke ber hoye gelo) when i got out of room i saw liza with my sister and she was crying.i tried to tlk with her but liza said she wanna go home. Liza went back to her house which is like after few house from our house.i came to my room and sajia followed me.Sajia said what you did to Liza is not right..i said i did not do nothing (sajia bollo tui liza r sate ja korchis ta uchit hoini ami bollam ami kisui korini) sajia said you touched her down there (sajia bollo tui or niche hat disos)i could not believe my sister said something like that.i told sajia thts not right i did nothing(amiu saji ke bollam ami kisui korini) Sajia told me that every day she watched us thru a hole while liza and i were alone at room.(sajia bollo se dorzar chidro diye deksey protek din amra ki kori)i was surprised .liza is very clen freak and she will never take anything tht pee sajia said( sajia bollo liza khub suchibai ,peseb kore amon kisu se muke nibe na)i was amazed me and my sister are tlking sex.i
Asked “is all girls r like that ?”(sob mayera ki ekrokom ?)No , sajia said i dont mind( na , ami to ate kisu mone kori na)so you took in ur mouth i asked ?(tui tahole mukhe nichili)sajia laughed and said why you care?(sajia hese bollo tui ato jante chas keno)while Sajia was talking i watched she was brushing her boobs under her Urna with her hands and breathing harder( amader kotha bolar somoi kheyal korlam sajia or hat urnar niche reke dud e bullache r or nishas gono hoye gese)do you like it i asked her( tui posondo korsili?)She answered looking at my hardon which made a tent on my lungi “yes”( sajia amar sokto dhon jeta lungi ke tabu banaya rakse otar dike takiye bollo ha)you are still hot she said (tui deki ekhono thanda hosni)lets see how big your thing(deki tor jinista koto boro)without waiting for mr she kneel down and open my lungis knot(amar opekha na kore sajia mati te bose amar lungir gittu khule fello)my cock jumped right infront of her face (amar dhon sajia r mukher samne lafiye utlo)i was surprised by her boldness.(she later said watching liza and me she started to want me)she looked at my cock which was dripping with precame(amar ros pora dhon er dike sajia takiye thaklo)she touched my balls and took the tip of my cock (sajia amar bichi dorlo tarpor amar dhon er matha ta nilo mukhe)i felt im in heaven(amar mone holo ami sorge asi)she took whole cock in her mouth then let half out then took the whole thing again.i after few min i came into her mouth. After that day she would suck me whenever w were alone after we 2 months she would start fucking me.mail me if you want know more about it my e-mail address
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At least Sandy managed to get me a contact, Clegg thought as he made his way into town. Potentially this was the most difficult part of his mission. He had a name — Irena Lanz — of someone that might or might not be in the country. That was about all he had to go on in a city he didn't know; in a country whose language he didn't understand. The one consolation was that the place was a hot bed of refugees and the intelligence services of the Allies and the Wehrmacht. Deception, evasion, and...
Billy was introduced to Dottie who had recently moved in next door. Her husband had taken a job as a long-haul trucker because it paid well but she said she needed help around the house. When she called on him for assistance he was greeted by the attractive wife in a robe like she had just gotten out of the shower. “What do you need me to help with?” Billy asked as she served him cold tea and homemade cookies. “With my husband gone so much quite a few things aren’t getting taken care of that...
Once each of the women had cum over Bonnie’s mouth, Nick called a halt. The last one dismounted, leaving Bonnie stunned and breathing hard, with pussy cum glazing her mouth and face, and her body seeming to vibrate after being forced to cum, over and over again.Nick shouted, “Okay, assholes, time to pay the piper. We need to cum all over this slut – that was the deal – so get to it, or nobody gets a second chance to fuck her.”It wasn’t hard to persuade the group that they needed to wank and...
Group SexWishbone LITE By TwoSpiritsTG ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This was a short story I entered into a TG fiction competition a few years back with a 1000 word maximum (This story is 1010 words). For the record, I did win first place. I originally wasn't going to upload it here because of how short it is, but decided otherwise and here we are. If there is demand to expand it to something more I'll gladly do...
"Mount up, babydoll!" he said. At last understanding, Christine squealed and leapt to her feet. She pulled up her skirt and wiggled her hungry red beaver at him. She needed a trim. With a wish, all her pubes fell out, then an arrow-shaped landing strip grew in their place. "Are you really going to fuck me Mr. Phillips?" she asked eagerly. "You bet your sweet ass I'm going to fuck you, Christine!' he exclaimed, reaching around to grab said ass. "It really is your only hope of...
La Bonne: "The street across the river, all the women there live without menfolk: there are no men, the men have died. On our street, my grandad lives here, and one other man. God takes the men first." - Svetlana Alexievich "Chernobyl Prayer" The darkness. All we have as men is the night now... Once upon a time there had been a river. A meandering river which became known as La Bonne. At first my town had been just a village by the sea but gradually, because it was well...
Author’s note, this is my first delving into writing a story about MIND CONTROL. It is admittedly a long story with a detailed history of the characters so please be patient and bear with me. It is also subtle mind control as opposed to overt and total control. Romance, one of my favorite categories is inserted as the plot of this mind control story. Romance inspired me to write it. The scenes of erotic love begin about half way into the story. Beagle9690 February 2015 I ENDURED A LIFE...
Walking off the outdoor stage at Rock in Rio in Lisbon, Portugal. We all felt pumped as it was another great show to end the European Tour we had been on. I had been working as a backup dancer for Hailee Steinfeld on her Witness tour. Though it was a lot of shows in a short amount of time, it was still an awesome experience. The group of us dancers had all become close and we were all going to go out and celebrate the end of the tour later tonight, but first we needed to take a shower and get...
A week after the Hiruma brothers have gone and the violence of the false Battousai has been put to an end. Adjutant master of the Kamiya Kasshin School Kamiya Kaoru (17) has rushed about recalling her students to revive her school--but-- Kaoru: Not a single one of them came back. This is unbelievable. Kenshin (who is doing laundry by the well): It's because we live in an age of culture and enlightenment. Once things change it's not easy to go back. Kaoru: Speaking of unbelievable, what...
Hello ISS member, Jeet again, with a new story, Amar ager story Mamir Gude Bara Dhokalam asha kori sabar bhalo legeche. Ami bes kichu mail peyechi je tara bolche khub bhalo hoyeche. Ekhon Ami amar aar ek sex experience bolchi. Seta amar bandhur bonke chodar real story. Ekhane ami bolbo kibhabe ami amar bandhur boner gud mere take aram diyechilam. Ami tokhon 18 –19, amar bandhur bon 15-16. “Take dekhte kalo kintu gator bhalo” sundar face cutting, slim figure, sarire kono charbi nei, dudh gulo...
A Wishbone Tale Dave comes home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn't be needed any more. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived with his mother at 25? Something is weird. His mother's clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitches a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but her bra is hanging from the ceiling fan. Her clothes aren't the only ones either. A man's jeans and T-shirt...
Mind Control