Ms Nandhini ndash My School Teacher Chapter 2 How
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A little bit about me first. I’m Raj and I’m the only son in a family of five, with an elder sister older to me and a younger sister. We were a middle class family living in a 2-bedroom apartment with my parents using one of them and the 3 of us using the other one. From quite a young age I was up to steam on everything to do with sex. The usual sources of information were books and magazines smuggled into school by the more adventurous guys and a number of lectures from the experienced guys in the class. I would say that I was quite a horny guy taking constant recourse to winking off.It was during those years that my elder sister who was 18 was beginning to become a woman. She was of medium height-5.2” fair and a bit plump. One night when I got up to pee, I happened to look towards her laying on the bed along side me. She was sleeping blissfully after a hard day of studies and her skirt had ridden high enough for me to get a glimpse of her milky white thighs. She had already started shaving I guessed because her thighs and calves were gleaming in the subdued light of the night lamp as she slept on her side with one of her legs curled at the knee. I hurriedly finished peeing and returned to bed and could hardly sleep with this new ‘insight’ and what it was doing to my dick. I had a raging hard-on just looking at my sister’s thighs and was sleeping on my stomach grinding my dick on the mattress under me. After a while, when I was confident that she was sound asleep, I drew the courage of raising her skirt even further. It was a big high for me being able to do the forbidden. As I hiked up the skirt the pressure of her leg was preventing it from going further. I was beyond care and I exerted a little pressure, tugging at the skirt. She shifted due to the disturbance and I quickly turned to the other side and pretended to sleep, expecting a slap from her any moment. When after a while there was no movement except the sound of her breath, I turned around to the sight of my lifetime (till then). She had moved to sleep on her back with her legs bent at the knees and wide open for me to see! I confirmed that she was asleep and sat up in bed near her legs moved the skirt down to her waist easily and saw the outlines of her panties.My heart was pounding so loud, I was afraid that she would awaken by its sound. I reached down with trembling hands and felt the region around where I thought her pussy would be.
I felt her thighs, going down, and it felt silky under my palm. As I touched her on her pussy I could feel her white schoolgirl panties were a little wet. I felt gingerly over her mound tracing what I could make out was her pussy lips and felt per pussy hair poking out the panty. I brought my fingers to my nose and realized instantly it was the last drops of pee. In a strange way that turned me on even further and I brought myself to move my head near her pussy and smell here there. It was mind blowing!!! …And just before I would have ripped her panty apart, she shifted a little disturbed by my heavy breathing so close to her pussy, which I’m sure now would have tickled her. I returned to sleep which didn’t come for a long time as I lay fondling my dick and playing with my balls thinking about how I could have poked my fingers into her pussy.From then began a daily routine, which lasted for about 6 months. During which time I got to see her big ass barely covered by her panties while she lay on her stomach. I would move in real close and stare at her ass barely 4 inches away. Slowly I got the courage to run my hand all over her body and feel her breasts over her t-shirt. She had largish breasts for her age and it was quite a handful. I would softly cup my hands around them, careful not to wake her up. I am sure somewhere along the way she realized what I was up to and I daresay she quite enjoyed it going by some heavy breathing at times and the suspicious ease with which I was able to move her clothes up and down. During the day
She would at times have a sly kind of a smile on her face when we were alone. I never had the courage to take it further from there and I guess mine was a more of a voyeuristic kick..However, this is where my interest in older women began from a very early age. Over a period of time I have repeated this with a voluptuous maidservant, who was very careless about her sari when she was sleeping. But i’ll leave that for another time. All this contact without the actual act of coitus was making me very horny. All I had/have on mind is sex. I would fantasize about older women all the time. They would be the neighborhood aunties or my teachers. None escaped an episode in my fantasies. I would constantly try to peer down their blouses and watch their backsides as they walked by. The view of their stomachs stretched with a little plumpness, the belly buttons peeking from the sari folds and the slight folds on the skin near the waist. Boy! Older women were always on my minds.I had moved on to class 10 . I daresay I was particularly good at studies and was amongst the toppers most of the time. During the 1st half of the year I has missed quite a few classes because of an illness and while the rest of the subjects I easily made up for I had a problem with math. Providentially our Math’s teacher agreed to give me special classes provided I come over to her house. I said providentially because she was one heck of a woman. Mrs. Uri was a Punjabi lady pushing 38 or so and was tall and shapely with excess baggage in the right places, namely her breasts and ass. She, needless to say was the subject of a number of my fantasies and a lot of cum- I had started cumming by then. At class I was particular to call for her help quite often because that gave me a chance to look down her deep cut blouse, at her divinely fair skinned cleavage.
That close to her I could smell her perfume and sometimes her body odor, which would start arousing my dick and I would start to feel it straining inside my undies. I would gaze at her finely manicured fingers carelessly tapping on the table while she thought out the solution. Very often she would catch me both ‘looking’ at her and invariably ignored it, neither encouraging nor discouraging me.I started going to her house for extra classes and more than my lessons it was actually extra time to drool over Mrs. Suri. She was alone with me most of those times as it was in the late afternoon and her daughter would return from college only late evening. Her husband who was a fairly busy businessman would be traveling a lot. She was of-course more casually dressed at home in saris or even nighties at times. At times I would see the silhouette of her body inside her nighty and that would cause a stir in my balls. We would also talk other things apart from studies and I realized that she was quite a lonely woman. Like I said earlier she was quite casual while we she taught me and would sometimes unconsciously (I thought at that time) rest her palm on my thighs. The sight of her fair and manicured fingers tipped with red nail polish resting on my thigh would give me a hard on which was very difficult concealing. While she sat next to me, her sari pallu would slip down to her hands exposing breasts covered by her deep cut blouse and I could glance at her cleavage heaving as she breathed. It would stay that way for quite sometime before she realized and moved her pallu back up. I must say the extra classes weren’t helping my lessons much. All the while I was there it was like a prolonged hard-on session. She saw me looking at her breasts and again seemed to ignore it probably unsure of how to react.
Once I had returned home before going to her place and reached her house after I had changed into my shorts and t-shirt. She had just taken a bath as well and had a black chiffon sari on. I realized I could see through the sheer of her sari covering her top, at the blouse and faint traces of cleavage. She smiled at me saying, “I thought you’d probably not come in today” as she shifted her gaze down to my naked thighs for a fleeting moment. She looked back at me and asked me to sit on the sofa and open up my books while she wrapped up something in the kitchen. I sat down and watched her leave the room, her ass shifting as she walked. I open my books and suddenly realized it would be difficult to hide a hard-on.I was looking at the problem when she returned and sat down right next to me, quite close to me. I could feel the side of her softness of her hips against mine. She explained the solution out to me and as didn’t get it the first time she started explaining again and kept her left hand on my thigh near the knee as she emphasized a point. It blew my mind as for the first time I was feeling her palm against my dark naked skin. Her hand there was quite an erotic sight as well. As she bent to start writing, her pallu slipped and fell to her hand on my leg, and I saw her breasts heaving again. She continued oblivious of the fact that I was getting horribly turned on and once in a while she would tap me or increase the pressure on my thigh to emphasize a point. I could also feel her long nails slightly on my skin. As I looked at her cleavage I could see drops of water from her bath, which escaped the towel. It also realized that she was probably not wearing a bra as I could see the faint outlines of her nipples. I could feel my dick beginning to grow and visibly stretch the fabric of my shorts. I looked up at her to see if she noticed anything and I saw her nibbling on the pencil as she thought about the solution to the sum. She then slipped the tip into her mouth just before she returned to writing. I was getting out of control as my dick was now fairly taut and I looked at her breasts heaving up and down. When I looked up again, she was looking at me having caught me looking at her tits and there was the slightest of smiles on her lips, as I felt her increase the pressure on my leg.
She suddenly noticed the birthmark on the inside of my left leg and asked me about it as she moved her hand from my right thigh to the inside of my left to trace the birthmark with her fingers. I couldn’t help suddenly inhaling (making a soft noise) as she touched the inside of my thigh. I guess she realized that she was turning me on and kept her palm there moving it up and down slightly as she gazed down at my visible hard-on and asked me why was I unable to concentrate on my lesson. She had the smile on her face as she followed my gaze down to her breasts (as if in my response to her question). Yet she left her pallu down and looked at my eyes again and said, “I have seen you looking at my body in class as well what do you see? She asked almost teasingly. I was shit scared and could not respond. She figured I was scared and cajoled me into talking promising not be angry and tell anyone. I told her “Ma’am I don’t know I feel a strange sensation (I obviously knew what it was) in my. My… Penis whenever I am able to look inside your blouse and see you’re….your….” “My breasts? She asked, turning the pencil to her right mammary and digging it in just a bit. I watched the pencil and nodded and she smiled and asked me “since when have you been trying to look into my blouse”. “For this entire term….”“Do you also try to look at the bodies other ladies” I was hesitant and looking down before she said “Come on. You can tell me, I won’t tell anyone” I said yes “I like to look at all the aunties in the neighborhood and Mrs. Iyer as
Well” referring to our Physics teacher who was also a middle aged south-Indian woman. Mrs. Suri couldn’t help smiling and asked me since when did all this begin. I narrated the entire episode with my sister and maid. I noticed that while I was telling her about these incidents her breathing had increased a wee bit and I could feel her increase the caressing on my thighs. She was now quite close to the tip of my hard-on. I saw that she was gazing at my hard-on from time to time. She even casually brushed by it once or twice. She was now turned towards me having lifted folded her left leg in front of here touching my thighs and her toes poking into my skin. This I a good view down her cleavage when I glanced at it… (her pallu was still down).When I finished she was quiet for sometime and then asked me. “Would you like to touch me the way I am touching you”, saying this she moved her hand on my leg inside my shorts and I felt her fingers on the side of my dick… “You have looked at me a lot now I’d like to take a look at you.” I didn’t know what to say or do. I just sat there as she made me get up and stand in from of her and began lifting my t-shirt. She did so by placing her palms on my stomach and riding all the way up stopping at my chest and grinding her index finger into my nipples…My God! Here was my math’s teacher kneading my chest and pinching my nipples. My dick had grown to its full 6 1/2 inches by her expert ministrations on my nipples. Before I could recover, she made me kneel in front of her and brought her face down and stuck her tongue out and licked my nipples as she stared up at me watching me loose control. Like a silly boy I didn’t know what to do until she took my hands and brought them to her tits and made me cup them while she continued licking my nipples. She increased pressure on my hands meaning for me to knead her tits. I could feel her mammary over the fabric of the blouse and felt her nipples poking through, I was right – she was not wearing a bra. My basic instinct now took over and I started massaging her tits and flicking my finger where her nipple would be. Ummmm… She started a light moan and closed her eyes and enjoyed what my fingers were doing to her breasts.
She looked at me and remarked “So you do know your stuff” I could only smile sheepishly and increased the pressure on her huge mammaries. They were a lot larger than my palms and I moved both hands to concentrate on each of them. She has moved back and was rested on the backrest. God what a sight!!! The pallu was down to her waist and I moved one hand to her stomach feeling it and sticking one finger into her navel. Boy was she sexy…!!! She let out a moan and sat up and made me stand as well and moved her hands to my waist as she began moving my shorts down in the same manner in which she had taken my t-shirt off. She reached back with her palm and brought the shorts down from my ass and cupped them and squeezed hard. I was ecstatic as she turned me around and moved her head down and started biting and sucking on my ass one by one. In front, I saw her hand coming around and getting hold of my shaft with one while she started playing with my balls, with the other. Can you imagine getting your ass licked and your dick and balls massaged at the same time? By the woman of your fantasies! Those fair fingers with red polish wrapped around my dark shaft and balls looked absolutely out of the hundreds of porn magazines I’d seen.She turned me around again and stared at my dick before caressing it with her tongue. She was holding my dick with one hand as she reamed the length of my shaft from the middle of my balls to the tip of my dick pausing to probe the slit on top, all the while gently rubbing my balls. I brought my hands to her head and held it tight as she was taking my dick into
Her mouth flicking her tongue on it while inside, driving me to the throes of ecstasy. I really didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. I had started moving my hips to match her head bobbing on my dick. Her massaging on my balls gained momentum and she had started slurping on my dick having coated it with her saliva. She was moaning and slapping my dick on her tongue taking me right to the edge. She moved her hand from my shaft to massage me in the area below the balls, on the line running to my asshole. I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer. As soon as she used her index finger to pressure my asshole I had to force myself out of her mouth or I would have cum. I continued to gently massage my balls as she sat back. It was my turn to start working on here. I move near not knowing where to start. She understood my problem and asked me to open her blouse I bent behind her started opening the hooks I was trembling as I was about to see my teacher’s breasts for the first time.I finished opening the hooks and brought the blouse forward and down as her magnificent mammaries came into view. Here breasts were milky white and there in the middle of a large areola was a big ½ inch nipple. Mrs. Suri took her hands to her breasts and caressed it saying “Is this what you wanted to see all the time to have those problems in class and would call me and make me bend in front of you.” “Well here you have it in front of you do what you want to…” That was all the invitation I needed as I grabbed one of her mammaries and squeezed it and took my mouth and clumsily started to suckle on the nipple. She arched her back pushing more of her tit into my mouth at the same time reaching her hand behind my head and pushing me down.
She started moaning loudly saying “Oh….Yes Raj… baby suck me off….crush my breasts”. “God… Haven’t had any one do this to me in ages. Oh Yeah I love your mouth….Raj”. All this talk was getting me very excited. I licked under her mammaries and started moving my tongue lower on her belly licking her waist and then back up near her armpit. She had just bathed and smelled divine. I licked and kissed her all the way down to her navel and dug my tongue in there. She was now writhing below me grunting and moaning away. Mrs. Suri our Math’s teacher was one heck of a horny woman. I went lower and wanted to open her sari but she stopped me saying, “Why don’t you show me how you got to see your sister’s pussy. I slid to the floor and started with Mrs. Suri’s toes and move my hands up her legs I kissed her on her calves and under her knees. I lifted her sari all the way up to her thighs as I licked on her thighs she spread them out giving me access between her legs. I continued kissing and biting on her thighs as I moved my fingers down to where her pussy would be. I touched a soft mound of skin and realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties and she had no pussy hair. I could feel her juices as she had begun to ooze from all the tit action. As soon as I touched her there she raised her hips to meet my hand and she closed her eyes moaning softly. “….Eat me Raj…eat my pussy”. “Lick my clit off baby”. I licked all around her pussy and she was pretty turned on begging me to get to her clit. I reached for the lower end of the pussy and started an upward movement with my tongue ending at the clit. “Uh…uuuuh…Umm Yeah Raj eat me baby”. “Oh God! It feels so good”. “Rub my clit….yeah”. I was getting into the grove and I could make out by the gyrating hips of Mrs. Suri below me that I was doing a good job of licking her. She was leaking pussy juice crazily and I was reaming her pussy lips and even licked all the way down to near her asshole.
It was difficult for a 18-year old to keep this Punjabi woman down and soon she was pushing my face down on her pussy. After a while when it looked like she would cum, she stopped me and asked me to fuck her. “Don’t you want to fuck your math’s teacher Raj”? “Let me get your dick ready”. Though it didn’t need any readying – it was already raging from all that action. Mrs. Suri made me stand and gave me a quick blowjob and my dick was as hard as it could get. She had spread-eagled herself on the sofa with her sexy leg hanging from an arm of the sofa and the other bent at the knee, on the sofa. She guided my dick to her pussy lips and massaged them with my dick before slipping it in. It went in smoothly from all the juices and as I kept moving inside Mrs. Suri threw her head back, had her eyes closed and let out an “Aaaah….Uh….Aaah. Yes Yeah …ram your teacher …fuck me hard Raj”. She moved her hands to my buttocks and started pushing me in. You can imagine, mine was a slender frame compared to that of Mrs. Suri as she brought her legs to lock behind me and used it to push me down hard into here. I was in seventh heaven. It felt so warm inside here. In no time I was ready to cum I told her “ma’am… Oh..Oooh I’m going to cum”. She was also there and quickly reached in front and started massaging her clit at the same time reached lower with the other and started caressing ad squeezing my balls. Raj… I’m cum…..uhh uuuhh yeah I’m cumming.. I was also starting to cum. Both of us exploded almost the same time for what seemed like an eternity to me. I collapsed over her and she engulfed me in her embrace. We stayed that way for sometime and when it was time for her daughter to return, we quickly dressed and got back to the lesson.We continued to fuck each other for almost 1 year before it was time for me to get busy with my board preparations. After I joined High School it was impossible for us to be in touch. Knowing how horny she is I am sure she would have found a replacement. I was eternally grateful to her for teaching the tricks of the trade, which stood me in good stead later in life. I am 33 now, a successful professional and happily married. Nonetheless I still fantasize about older women and hope to get to screw someone soon..unsatisfied unties in bangalore mail me
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by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Hello dosto mera naam mayank hai mai 19 saal ka hoon mera lund 8 inch ka h or mai gurgaon se hu and jo yea story mere or meri teacher ke baare mai h please give me comments or feedbacks on my email id or story par aatey hai bina time khakahani us samay ka hai jab me12th after mera admission college me hua tabme meri college ki teacher ke ghar private tuition ke liye jata tha unaki age 38 hogi uanki do ladakiya thi. Ek meri age ki our ek meri se badi thi.Vo out of country thi. Unki height 5.8...
Hello indian sex stories dot net readers , thank you mere story ko like karne ke liye .Jinhine last part nahi para wo usko par le fir ye parey . Ab mai story pe aata hun . Us din sab kuch dekne ke baad mai waha se bhaga aur raste me soch rha tha ki isko kaise chodu. Mere dimag me alag alag khayal aa rhey te apne teacher ko blackmail karne ke liye par socha ki ghar jaata hun aaram se baith tha hun aur is video ke kuch copy bana leta hun jaise baad me galti se kuch ho bhi jae toh backup raghega...
"Damn! You my sweet bitch, ain't you? You sure know how to lick some good pussy, girl."Megan raised her head from between Kathy's black thighs. She didn't make eye contact, just starred off into space, detached. A stray black pube was glued to her cheek and the musty stench of Kathy's muff filled her nostrils and mouth.Kathy stroked her blonde hair as she stared into her ice blue eyes. "You still missin' them football players, snowflake? Ha! Damn! They must've fucked you good. Why don't you...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
Mr Heath, the Head of history, sat at his desk. It had been a trying day, and he'd just finished marking the last of a long series of illiterate essays. On top of it all he had a tricky staff problem to solve. A complaint had been raised by the shrewish librarian, who claimed to have seen Miss Hurst, the new history teacher being vigorously ploughed by Jack Bench the Groundsman. The note of complaint left something to the imagination but not much and was framed in terms of outrage. Gazing out...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
Hi i am kashif from karachi aap tamam doston ka buhut buhut shukria jo aap nay meri stories ko pasand kya aur mujhko emails kien. Aaj jo story mein aap ko sunany ja raha hoon woh mery ek school teacher sir mola box ki hai mein us waqat 8th class mein partha tha jab sir mola box ka transfer hamary school mein hooa woh shikarpur sindh kay sindhi thay. Sir mola box pehly hi din say mujhko buhut pyar say dekhty thay aur mujhko pyar say kashi kehty thay aur aksar pyar say mery galon aur kabhi kabhar...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
Wife LoversI had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
Wife LoversAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been ... interesting. It was a...
Wife LoversAndee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Andee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Wife LoversSeeing that her husband was preoccupied with the camera, the blonde turned her head to the window. A quick smile and a wink, that was all, then she turned her head back, pulling her knees up at the same time. The armchair was big enough to swallow her whole, and make her comfortable. Now her husband looked at her. “Are you ready?” he asked. “Of course,” she said. “I can’t wait.” It was true. Her husband had been delighted when she’d finally agreed to let him video her. But that wasn’t why she...
Hii friends mera naam vivaan h or m ek student hu or m belong karta hu ek chote se sahar se pr m apni pdai k karan jaipur me rent pr rahta hu or yaha apni competiton exams ki tyari karta hu. To m apko bor na karte huye apni kahani start karta hu ye kahani h mere or meri padosan jo abi abi 4 mahine pahle bani thi kyu ki mene apna room change kiya tha. Mera routin iss prkar se tha ki m subah subah class k liye jaya karta tha frr m apne room pr pdta tha. Sham k time me chht pr yu hi tahlta tha...
Andee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual connection with him, mostly on a professional level. When she received his invitation to come to Texas for a few days to explore first hand some of the research developments his...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Eight: Sitting at my vanity I carefully outlined my lips. Then I pulled out a tube of china pink lipstick and coated them. My refection pleased me so much. Finally, I coated my pretty colored lips with two coats of shiny sticky lip gloss. I winked at Richard reflected in my mirror who was watching me get ready for work. I then stood up to face him in my freshly ironed cocktail waitress uniform. Today I would be wearing my pink uniform. I loved wearing...
Andee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the night before became obvious. She was naked but couldn’t exactly remember at what point during the night her lingerie had come off. She rolled out of the bed, made her way to the closet and pulled on a t-shirt from her suitcase. She...
Wife LoversThe whole matter began shortly after Andee’s 38th birthday. She had made one of the biggest decisions of her life and cropped her long brown hair into a cute “pixie” cut. It was a drastic change in her mind, and not long after she began to feel that she wasn’t being “noticed” as much as she had been when her hair was long. “Men prefer long hair,” she complained to her husband one night, not long after she made the dramatic transformation. But despite his constant reassurances, she still felt...
Wife LoversIt had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman, she enjoyed a bit of adventure in her life and this was the second time in a year she had found herself confronted with a sexual complication with her friend. Without question, Andee had been a shameless flirt with Paul,...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Seven Today may be one of the most important days of my new bimbo life. I go for my job interview today. I am so nervous. I so want to get this job. Lisa seems to think I am a shoe in. But I am nervous. I so want this job. It means a lot to me and I think it will mean a lot to Richard and I know it will help continue to rein....reinfer...re...make me more comfortable as a bimbo girl happy in her role.To support me, Lisa came over and we went through my...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee series are intended for adult readers only. Reproduction in any form may not be done without permission of the author. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Eleven: Julie and I crawled into bed together spent as Richard retired to his room. However, just before heading up to bed, Benjamin and I shared a private moment at the door before he headed back to his home. He kissed me tenderly and told me that he'd like to see me...
We woke up mid morning the next day. I rang down to the servants house and asked that breakfast be served in about an hour. I hustled Candace into the shower, telling Candy that we couldn't play; I had a big day planned for us. And that of course set off a round of what? and why won't you tell me, and I don't care if it's a surprise, which finally ended with several swats to the ass cheeks and a gesture towards the shower. Point made, game, set, match; for now anyway. I went through...
Disclaimer: Like all chapters of the Brandee series, this one is inteded for adult readers only. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Twelve I am now in my fourth month of my tour of gentleman's clubs and adult bookstores and I am really enjoying myself. Julie came out a few weekends ago and had such a fun time watching me in my glory. She says she is going to finish up her Doctorial work sooner than expected and that we might get some more time together. I would really enjoy that as I...