Nandita To Nandini
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Hello! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for you are you enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. As you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek, 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. It is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on or enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from here.
Made it through another day, I thought to myself as I slid my key into the lock and let myself in. Closing the door behind me I called out, “I’m home.” Nobody answered and I was greeted like I so often was since I was young, with complete and utter silence. I took my shoes off and placed them in the closet. My head was spinning with thoughts of the day as I strolled through our living room and into the kitchen where I spotted a note on the table that read… “Gone out for the evening. Won’t be home till late so don’t wait up. Love, mom.”
Sometimes I wish that I didn’t have to spend so much time alone but tonight, after the day I’d had, I would welcome the peace and quiet with open arms. Looking up at the old clock on the kitchen wall I see that it’s almost 4 PM. I figured mom wouldn’t be home until midnight at the earliest, great I thought, 8 hours to myself and I’ll need all of them. I slid my backpack off the one shoulder I had it draped over and laid it on the table beside the note and grabbed a beer from the fridge. I twisted the cap off and downed it almost instantly. Partly due to the heat outside but mostly just trying to numb my mind. I wanted to check the answering machine for messages before I headed downstairs to my room. Or my fortress of solitude as I like to call it. I don’t know why I bother because the messages are never for me but I do it anyway. As I approached the cupboard where the machine was I saw what I expected, no messages.
I grabbed my bag again as well as a second bottle of beer from the fridge and took off for my room. Having my bedroom in the basement was a pain in the ass sometimes. Especially when I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and I had to stumble all the way upstairs in the dark to do it. Overall though I loved the fact that my room was downstairs. I had the only room down here and that allowed for a lot more privacy then most of my friends got from their parents. Privacy has always been a big thing with me. I paid my mom some rent for the room and since she was hardly ever home it was kind of like having my own house anyway. The longer I stayed at home the more it allowed me to save up money to get out of this city that seemed like my own private prison sometimes. I figure I’m 19, almost 20, and ready to move on as soon as I can but college was eating up most of my spare money and that made it seem impossible at times, like I would be stuck here forever.
I opened the door to my room, walked in and closed it behind me. The day seemed to get harder all the time and today was the day I had been dreading for a long time now. It was harder for me to hide what I was feeling from the people I didn’t want to find out, and today they found out and revealed my secret to the world. It wasn’t the world so much that I cared about but one person in particular. I decided to try my usual recipe for relaxation and getting my feelings out, music. I was hoping the beer would help relax me some as well. In my opinion, if there is a moment of silence in a day it should be promptly filled with music of some kind. I’m not even particular about what kind, and you could tell that simply by checking out my collection of cassettes and CDs. You would find anything from Elvis to my personal favorites Bon Jovi & Melissa Etheridge. What I played totally depended on my mood at the time.
Thumbing through my selection now I came to a stop on Melissa Etheridges’ first album and popped it into my disc player. I gave the volume dial a sharp turn to the right making it as loud as I could stand it and plopped down on my bed to think. I was thrilled that I could play my music as loud as I wanted since nobody was home except me. Stretched out on my bed with beer in hand, all I could think about was my friends and what had happened today. More like ex-friends now, I thought. One friend in particular was on my mind, my best friend of 8 years, Julia. I very seldom called her Julia though, to me she’s always been and always will be “Jewels”. Jewels seemed to be on my mind more and more this past year. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say every second I wasn’t with her, I was thinking about her. The song pounding from my stereo seemed to echo what I so often felt inside when it came to her… Cause if I can’t love you, I don’t want to love you. If I can’t hold you, I don’t wanna be thinking’ of you. And if you don’t want me, I don’t want to want you. And if you won’t see me, I don’t know what to do. But oh, I’ll keep watching you…
Oh who am I kidding, I though to myself, she’s never going to feel the same way about me as I do about her. She’s got a boyfriend for god’s sake. And a real jack-ass he his. I don’t know what she sees in him, she’s way too good for him. I wish she could see that, see herself like I see her. I took another long, slow swig from the bottle in my hand praying that it would help get rid of what I was feeling or at least ease the knots in my stomach from the scene at school today. Laying there listening to the music that pounded through my room every word and note seemed to go right into my soul and spoke right to my heart. About 15 minutes passed by the time I took the last drink from my 2nd bottle, a bottle that would be my best friend tonight. I decided to have a nice long hot shower before heading to the fridge for the 3rd of what would be many drinks tonight. I was wishing we had something stronger then beer in the house but since it was all we had it would serve my purpose just fine. I grabbed my robe from my closet, turned off my stereo and took off for upstairs.
With my haste to get to the warmth of the shower and wash away some of my sorrows I turned too quickly from the stand where my stereo was and ran right into my dresser knocking a picture to the floor. “Son of a bitch!,” I cussed while grabbing my foot. I didn’t curse often, and never in front of my family except in cases like this. Pain always made me curse. I was still slightly annoyed at myself for walking into the dresser that had been in the same place for months now but I bent down to see just who’s picture I had sent tumbling to the soft red carpet that covered the floor of my room. It was favorite picture of Jewels. Flashes of the day I had taken the picture came back to me. I’m sure it was a similar experience to the feeling that people get when they say during some moment of fear that “their lives flashed before their eyes.” The sudden surge of memories took me by surprise and it’s like I was there, living the moment all over again. I got light headed, maybe it was the memories or maybe it was the beer all I knew was I couldn’t stop remembering.
We had gone to the beach, just the 2 of us. In the picture the sun was setting behind her and I could see the fading sunlight and all its glorious colors reflecting off the water in the background. She looked absolutely radiant dressed in a simple white T-shirt and cutoff jean shorts that she had pulled on over top of her bathing suit. Her shoulder length dark brown hair blowing behind her slightly from the breeze as the night got cooler. And her smile, a smile that made my heart skips a beat every time I saw it. And eyes, oh my god her big brown eyes that were always filled with compassion. Eyes that I could get completely lost in. I could almost hear the roar of the waves crashing on the shore as I remembered that day. That was the night that I realized I didn’t just love Jewels, but was in love with her. After I had taken the picture we sat down side by side, legs outstretched, on the beach to enjoy the rest of the sunset. Our shoulders were touching and I remember wanting to touch more then her shoulder. I wanted my best friend. I wanted to caress every part of her athletic body and kiss every inch of her smooth skin. I remember her shivering and even though I was cold as well, I offered her my jacket. She said she couldn’t take it because then I’d be cold and I reassured her that her warmth was more important to me then my own. She didn’t say a word but instead laid down on her side and placed her head in my lap like she was tired. Her hand was touching the side of my leg and I don’t know if she realized she was doing it or not, but her ran thumb in short strokes over and over again in the same spot on my leg. Her touch sent little electric like shocks through my body and I wondered now if she had noticed that day that my body had tensed a little. I took my jacket off and spread it over her upper body like a blanket. Before placing my hands back behind me again for balance, I stroked her hair a couple times and then we sat in silence for hours, just there together, like no words were needed.
Stop it, you can’t keep thinking about this. You can’t! , I told myself as a wiped the tears from my cheek with the back of my hand. I knew that was easier said then done but tried to convince myself that by will alone I could make what I was feeling go away. Maybe things would be easier now that she was out of my life. I assume she’s out of my life after what she heard today. I couldn’t imagine living without her but maybe that would be the only way I could get over what I was feeling. Even at that I knew that it would be a long, long time before I was over her. You don’t slowly fall in love with someone over the 8 years you’ve know them and then get over them in a month. It just doesn’t work that way. The hardest part was that deep down in my heart I didn’t want to forget her. I wanted to remember every word she said and every moment we spent together. Now I was angry. Not at her but at myself for letting myself feel this way about her and for being to scared of losing her to tell her what I had been feeling so strongly since that night a year ago. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself as I climbed the stairs to the only bathroom in the house upstairs. It was getting nearer to 5 and I wanted to get this shower out of the way so I could concentrate on getting as drunk as possible now.
I entered the bathroom, which was painted in all white with black and white tile in the shower and shut the door behind me. I started the water in the shower, getting it as hot as possible without burning myself and then began to undress. As I stripped I couldn’t help but notice my body in the mirror beside me. I guess in most people’s opinions I would be what you call “cute”. The average girl next door type with the innocent look on her face and long blonde hair streaming half way down her back. I usually kept my hair pulled back so it was out of my face because it bothered me sometimes, especially on hot days. The pony tail only added to the whole innocent persona that I had been ticketed with since I was young. I had a wild side but only Jewels had seen it on occasion, like the night we got tattoos together. I always wanted one but thought it would hurt too much. Jewels told me I could do it and she would hold my hand the whole time, and she did. She never let go for a second.
I climbed into the shower and closed the curtain behind me. The bathroom was already steaming up from the heat of the shower. Jewels made a comment once that because of the black and white design of the tiles I could play checkers in the shower if I got bored while I was in there. She herself had showered in here many times when she had spent the night over. There were stretches of time when she practically lived here, my mom even gave her awon key. When she stayed over I always let her shower before me so I didn’t use up all the hot water. As the water cascaded over my sensitive breasts and down to my neatly trimmed pussy I thought, Thank god she’ll never know how often I masturbated right here in this shower when I showered right after her. Her naked body being exactly where I was standing…it got me so hot I couldn’t help myself. Now I was picturing her perfect 5’7″ frame wet and glistening with water and soap suds. Her full beautiful breasts with erect nipples from rubbing them while she washed… All of a sudden my thoughts came to a sudden stop as I realized I was unconsciously rubbing my throbbing clit just thinking about her. I could hear the faint ring of the phone in the kitchen and it broke me from this trance like state I was in. I pulled my hand away, washed my hair and quickly got out of the shower not wanting to do what my body was begging me to do.
My anger with myself had only grown with the shower and I wanted nothing more then to grab another beer and head back down to my room and lock myself there for the rest of my life. I dried myself, being careful not to let the cotton of the towel come anywhere near my aching pussy. I wrapped my wet hair in a towel and went to the kitchen to get my beer and to see who had called while I was in the shower. I grabbed the beer and opened it, drinking about a quarter of it down before I walked over to the machine and pushed the flashing message button. The message played…
“Kelly it’s me, Julia. I’m don’t know what to say about what happened earlier. They were just…I was just…it was…. I… oh god this isn’t coming out right at all. I’m gonna come over ok. I need to tell you something but not on the machine. I’ll be over as soon as I can, there’s something I have to do and a song you need to hear. Maybe your not home or maybe you are and you just don’t want to talk to me. Either way I’m coming Kel! I’ll be there in about 15 minutes”
Oh my god, I thought, I didn’t think she’d ever talk to me again. What does she want. What could she possibly have to say to me after what happened today? Things were streaming through my mind a mile a minute. She sounded really upset, like she’d been crying. She was crying because of what she knew now. She probably wanted to tell me what a bitch I’d been to lie to her all this time. And the song thing, what’s up with that? I know we always tell each other about songs that we wanted each other to hear, but now?… there is something she wants me to hear now? It didn’t make sense. None of today had made sense. What do I say to her when she gets here? How do I even look at her knowing that she knows?
I was freaking out and had to get hold of myself. I listened to the message once more to make sure I’d heard her correctly and then erased it so my mom wouldn’t hear it. That’s the last thing I need is to have to answer questions from my mom right now, I thought. I practically ran downstairs, beer in hand, to get dressed and clean up my room a bit. I finished my 3rd beer in an attempt to calm the nerves that were overtaking my body and mind at this point. I realized I only had about 5 minutes before she got here and decided to skip putting on a bra and panties, Not like anyone will know, I thought sarcastically to myself . I slipped my white robe off and threw it on my bed then slid into my favorite old pair of faded jeans. I gave my long hair a quick towel dry, just enough so it wasn’t dripping and pulled a baggy sweater over my head and threw the wet towel in my clothes hamper along with a few other articles of clothing that were spread around the room recklessly.
At this point I just kept asking myself the same questions…. Why is she coming? And do I wonder if I have time for one more beer before she gets here? I decided I wasn’t going to get the answer to the first question until she got here. I was willing to take a chance on the beer thing though. I wandered back upstairs in a little bit of a daze and opened the fridge to reach for my 4th beer since I’d gotten home about an hour and a half ago. You could see the remnants of my little binge around the house. 1 empty bottle on the cupboard upstairs and 2 in my room downstairs. I didn’t care what my mom would think though. Jewels were the only thing on my mind. I took my drink and went back to my room to tidy up a bit more. I don’t know why I thought I should clean but I did. I think I was just trying to keep myself busy. I picked up a few CD’s that were laying around and put one of them in my stereo. Then I walked over to my computer desk and stacked some papers that were kind of spread out everywhere and placed a few pens and pencils in the holder that they belonged in. Feeling comfortable about the cleanliness of my room I walked over to the bed to sit down. I nearly sat on the picture I had thrown on the bed earlier. I picked it up again, with full intentions of returning it to its spot on my dresser but again my thoughts wandered to her and that day. I had the picture in one hand, looking at it and a beer in the other when I hear a voice from come from my door way. It was Jewels, I could tell she’d been crying but she still looked great.
“Hey. I was afraid if I rang the bell you wouldn’t answer. And if you weren’t home I was just going to wait for you so I let myself in,” Jewels said in a somber a voice as I’d ever heard from her. It was just above a whisper. “I hope you don’t mind.”
“No, that’s okay.” I managed to reply. My throat seemed to dry instantly so I took another drink from my bottle before speaking again. “Why did you think I wouldn’t let you in?”
“I wasn’t sure you know. I mean with what happened today I wasn’t sure if you’d want to see me or not. You didn’t answer the phone when I called and that made me wonder more but I can see you were probably in the shower huh” Her eyes wandered to the bath robe that I had been wearing and just thrown on the bed.
“Yeah, I was.”
With a half smile Jewels said, “Yeah, the wet hair was kind of a tip off.”
She had attempted to lighten the tension in the room but I couldn’t even manage a smile. She was obviously uncomfortable around me the way she kept fidgeting, playing with the CD I just now noticed in her hand. It must have the song on it she wants me to hear, I thought. Things had obviously changed between us and I suddenly became self conscious of my appearance, running my hands through my wet hair which I hadn’t yet combed.
“Don’t worries you look sexy with wet hair,” Jewels said with more of a smile this time.
I wondered what she had meant by the comment but I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to make an already awkward situation worse. Actually I didn’t say anything. Neither of us seemed to know what to say or how to start so I said the only thing I could think of. “Would you like one?” I asked holding the beer in my hand up towards her. At this point I became aware of the fact that I was still clutching her photo in my other hand and set it face down on the bed beside me.
“Sure I’d love on if you have any left. Do you think I can catch up?,” she spoke jokingly. “Looks like you’re on your 4th from the bottles I counted.”
“Yeah, well I kind of had a bad day,” I said harsher then I intended.
“I know.” she said only there was no more smile on her face.
“Look I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that.”
“It’s ok, really.”
“I’ll go get your beer.”
I sat my beer down on my dresser and moved past her in the doorway. I brushed against her accidentally as I passed and she flinched slightly. I think she was as nervous as I was for some reason. “Go ahead and sit down if you want,” I said. “I’ll be right back.”
“Ok. Thanks.”
This isn’t going like I thought it would. I thought she’d yell at me and be outta here. Why is she here then? What does she want? I grabbed Jewels a beer from the fridge and headed downstairs again. Normally I would ask a guest if the wanted it in a glass but I knew that like me, Jewels, preferred it in the bottle. As I made it to the doorway of my room my heart dropped a little when I saw her sitting on the bed holding the picture that I had been looking at just minutes before. She knows I was staring at her picture, if that doesn’t freak her out what will? I thought to myself. I tried to act like I didn’t notice and walked over to the bed, twisted the cap off her beer and handed it to her. Our fingers touched as she took the bottle from me and I knew it wasn’t the cold of the bottle that had given me the goose bumps I now had. It was her, her touch.
“Thank you,” she said as she took a sip from the bottle.
I tried not to stare at her luscious lips wrapped around the bottle. Tried not to think what it would be like to have those same lips against mine. Stop it! I told myself again. Finally she broke the silence.
“Do you remember this day?” she asked while holding the photo up for me to see even though she knew I had been looking at it. Any hint of the joking nature that been in her voice earlier had disappeared and she was back to the soft near whisper voice.
“Yeah,” I said looking her right in the eye. My gaze shifted to the floor before I spoke again. It hurt to look at her. “It was one of the best days of my life.”
“Mine to Kel.” she said and sat the picture back down on the bed. “Is your mom at home?”
“No, she’s gone out for the night. She won’t be home till after midnight. What’s with all the small talk, I thought. I wish she’d just say what she has to say. Lord knows I won’t be the one to start a conversation. Surely she knows that. Minutes seemed to pass although I’m sure it was probably no more then 30 seconds before Jewels spoke again.
“Kel…” she started to say.
She stopped and took a big drink from her bottle as if looking for an answer at the bottom of it.
“What is it? Whatever it is just say it ok.” I said, again harsher then I intended. My nerves were getting the best of me. “I know you must hate me after what you heard today so why don’t you just yell at me and then you can go home. I know that’s what you came here to do.”
“No it’s not. I came for a lot of different reasons. I wanted to see you. I needed to see you. I need to know if what Amy & Stacey said is true.” Her voice shook slightly as she spoke now. “Is it? Is it true?” Tears were forming in her eyes now. “Are they right?”
“What do you expect me to say Jewels? Hell you’re already crying. Do you want me to say that it was all a lie? Do you want me to tell you that they are crazy?” The words were just flowing out of me with an emotion I hadn’t expected, but maybe this was all for the best. Jewels were still sitting on my bed. I slid down the wall I was standing near and sat down on the floor. I wasn’t sure if my legs would hold me through the conversation that was about to take place but I couldn’t sit on the bed with her. I couldn’t be that near to her when I said this. I pulled my knees up towards my chest and buried my head in them so that she could still hear me but couldn’t see my face as I talked. She still hadn’t said a word. I continued….
“When we were all out on the baseball field eating lunch today and for whatever reason they chose today to say to you what they did, what did you think?” I asked her choking back my own tears now. “You were disgusted weren’t you?”
“No, I…,” she broke in.
“Julia comes on. When they told you that they thought that I was in love with you , you practically freaked. When they said that they saw the way I looked at you and that it was gross you agreed with them didn’t you? When they called me a dyke you must have agreed because you didn’t say anything to make them stop. You just let them go on and on. I thought that they were my friends Jewels, I thought you were my friend but I guess that’s only if I’m the way you guys want me to be.”
“That’s not true Kel. I am your friend. I wasn’t…I was just a little shocked.”
“But you’ll never think of me the same way again will you? I could lie and tell you that the are wrong but what would that prove. You would always wonder why I looked at you for a second to long, or why a hug lasted a little longer then it should. Let’s face it, our friendship is over because you’re never going to trust me again. So what do you want me to say, really?” By now I was crying softly and wiping the tears off my cheek with the sleeve of my sweater, never once looking up to see if she was looking at me. “Do you want me to say it’s not true? Is that why you came here so I would tell you it wasn’t true?”
“Actually Kel,” she said, “I was hoping that when I got you alone that you would be honest with me and tell me the truth, whatever that may be. You can trust me. So what I wanna know is quite simple actually. Are you in love with me?”
“Yeah, I am.” was all I could manage to say at first. “Is that what you wanted to hear. Are you happy now?” I expected her to call me a bitch and storm out or something but that didn’t happen. She didn’t move as far as I could tell. Finally she spoke.
“Yeah, I am.” she said. I could tell she was crying softly still. Confused by her answer I slowly raised my head to look at her. She was looking right at me and she didn’t look mad.
“I really am.” she repeated again with a hint of relief in her voice and a momentary smile on her lips that allowed me for a second to think that maybe things would be okay between us again at some point. She wiped a few tears from her cheek and set her beer down beside mine on the dresser. I didn’t know what to say. I was still confused so I said nothing. There was silence in the room except for the stereo playing in the background that until now I had tuned out. It didn’t seem like a weird silence though, it was just silence. We sat like that for several minutes. I think we where both trying to figure out what to say next. Finally she spoke.
“I know your confused Kel. I’m just trying to think of the right way to say what I want to say. Do you remember on the message I left earlier…I said that there was something I had to do and a song I wanted you to hear. You remember that?”
“Yeah,” I said with my head back in my knees again.
“Well you know how sometimes you hear a song and it seems to say everything you want to say but can’t?”
“Yeah,” I replied again. I simply didn’t know what else to say.
“Well there’s a song I want you to hear. It says what I want to say better then I ever could. Is it okay of I put it on?”
Again, a simple “yes” was all I would muster. After she stood up I raised my head to look at her as she walked towards the stereo. She had this quality that just lit up any room she was in. She pushed the eject button on my stereo and replaced the Melissa Etheridge disc I had in their with the one she had in her hand. Sensing she was ready to turn around I quickly hid my face again, not wanting her to see me. She grabbed the remote for my stereo from beside it and walked back to the bed where she sat down again.
“Don’t say anything ok. Just listen,” she pleaded. She pushed the play button on the disc and found the track she wanted and then the song started. The music was actually a nice distraction from the silence that came before it. The song echoed throughout the room….
Been running from these feelings for so long
Telling my heart I didn’t need it
Pretending I was better off alone but
I know that it’s just a lie.
So afraid to take a chance again
So afraid of what I feel inside but…
I need to be next to you
Oh I, Oh I… I need to share every breath with you.
Oh I, Oh I… I need to know I can see your smile each morning
Look into your eyes each night, for the rest of my life
Here with you, near with you Oh I…
I need to be next to you
Need to be next to you.
Right here with you is right where I belong
I’ll lose my mind if I can’t see you
Without you there is nothing in this life that
Would make life worth living for
I can’t bear the thought of you not there
I can’t fight what I feel anymore cause …
What does this mean? I wondered. Is she trying to say what I think she’s trying to say? I concentrated on the song again.
I need to be next to you
Oh I, Oh I…I need to share every breath with you.
Oh I, Oh I… I need to know I can see your smile each morning
Look into your eyes each night, for the rest of my life
Here with you, near with you Oh I…
I need to be next to you
I need to have your heart next to mine for all time
Hold you for all of my life…
I need to be next to you.
I need to be next to you.
Oh I , Oh I… need to be, need to be next to you
Share every breath with you
I Need to feel you in my arms baby. In my arms.
I Need to be next to you.
The song was over and silence filled the room again as I heard her turn the stereo off completely when the song ended. I was more confused now then I was before. I was searching for the words to ask her what she was trying to say when I heard her approach me. A weird sinking feeling entered my tummy. It was butterflies in my stomach just knowing that she was close. I still didn’t look up. I was too unsure of what was happening and my face was stained with tears.
She crouched down in front of me and spoke gently. “Do you understand what I’m trying to say?”
“I don’t know,” I stammered. “I, I’m so confused right now.”
“Maybe I can help with that. I said there was a song I wanted you to hear and there was something I wanted to do. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time now but was afraid to do until now. Please look at me.”
After saying that she reached down and placed her hand under my chin and lifted my head so that I was looking at those beautiful brown eyes of hers. There were a few tears in her eyes but there was also smile on her face.
“Don’t cry boo.” she said.
She had never called me “boo” before. It caught me by surprise and I smiled slightly.
“That’s better,” she said as she wiped a tear from my cheek and placed her forehead on mine. We both let out a nervous little giggle.
I pressed my face against her hand loving the feeling of her touch. Inside I was praying that she would never take that hand away from my face. The warmth of her soft skin on mine lit a fire inside me that nobody else had ever done. Our eyes were locked on each other and I suddenly realized how close we were. She laid her whole hand on my cheek now gently caressing my cheek.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she stated with a tone in her voice that I had never heard before. It was a tone that excited me. I felt my nipples harden under my sweater and I was suddenly aware of the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra, but I didn’t care. As she stroked my cheek she ran her thumb over my bottom lip and leaned her face closer to mine. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Was it the beer? I thought. Am I dreaming? If I am dreaming I don’t want to wake up.
It wasn’t a dream though, more like a fantasy come true. Her lips met mine for the first time. Our first touch of the lips was a simple closed mouth kiss, a peck really. Then a couple more quick, slightly open mouth kisses, that was soft and warm and filled with love. I was beginning to feel the familiar tingle in my pussy when she pulled back from the kiss to look into my eyes. At first I thought she regretted what she had done and was going to stop but she just looked at me and brushed my cheek again.
“Kel, I love you.” she said as she started to sob lightly again. “I’m in love with you. I have been for awhile I just didn’t know how to tell you. I only dated guys because I was afraid of what people would say and most of all I was afraid of how it would affect our friendship. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you…”
I cut her off in mid sentence by placing my index finger on her lips. “Shhhh… its okay Jewels. I’m not going anywhere. I love you to.” The minute I said those words out loud the world seemed right. Like everything in the universe was exactly as it was supposed to be and the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders. This was now the best day of my life. She gave my finger that was resting upon her lips a quick kiss and then parted her lips taking it into her mouth up to the knuckle. Slowly she sucked it up to the tip of my finger leaving it wet with her saliva. Then Jewels took my hand by the wrist, with the finger still outstretched and ran it along her bottom lip. Our eyes were still locked on each other and I saw something in her eyes that I had never seen before, passion. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to kiss her again, had to feel her lips on mine. She seemed to want the same thing and together, eyes closed, we leaned in to kiss again. We started light again at first but soon our kisses became more impassioned. I had never really been kissed before because I avoided all relationships because of the way I felt for Jewels. Even though she didn’t know how I felt it, it would have felt like cheating if I had gone out with someone else when I was in love with her. This had left me totally naive to all things sexual. Sure I had knew what sex was and had an idea of what to do but that was about it. Jewels knew I was a virgin and I think she was taking it slow for me because she knew I was nervous.
We kissed like that for ages, well actually probably only a minute, but it seemed like longer to me. Suddenly Jewels began to stand up from the crouching position she had been in and I thought, That’s it, she’s leaving. Again I was wrong. When she was up she reached her hand out towards me and I took it. She pulled me up towards her and into the hottest kiss I had ever known. With my hand still in hers she pushed me back a few steps and pinned me to the wall I had just been leaning against. Her lips never lost contact with mine, something I was very grateful for. She began to kiss me deeper. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and traced my upper and lower lip expertly before parting my lips and exploring every inch of my mouth. Whoa, this girl is one hell of a kisser! I thought. My body was on fire now, my desire for her undeniable. We continued to kiss passionately. She had one hand on my face now as we kissed, she seemed to be trying to comfort me through this whole process because of my inexperience. With her finger tips on the other hand she traced her way from my outer hips inward to my stomach and slipped her hand under my sweater and around to the middle of my back where she rubbed it ever so gently for a moment before pulling out of this kiss. “Mmm no bra,” she said with a devilish twinkle in her eyes.
I felt my cheeks get red with embarrassment and began to responded in a shy nature, “Sorry. I didn’t have a chance to put one on before you got here…”
“Oh don’t worry Kel, I’m not complaining,” she said with a grin on her lips. “Just makes it easier when I do this…” She placed both hands on my hips and slowly began to slide my long sweater up my body exposing my naked flesh along the way. She got it as high as my belly button before pausing and looking at me again. “May I?” she asked wanting to make sure I was okay with what was about to happen. I simply raised a hand to her cheek and nodded my head, yes. Her smile brightened even more and there were no signs of tears in either of our eyes now. This just felt right. She continued to work the sweater up my body, freeing my firm C cup breasts from their prison. I raised my arms so she could lift the sweater off over my head. “We won’t be needing that anymore will us,” Jewels smirked. “Your breasts are beautiful boo. I’ve waited so long to touch them, admired them when you weren’t looking. Did you know that?”
I shook my head side to side indicating that I hadn’t know and leaned in for the lips I already missed touching. Now wasn’t the time to talk. I kissed her bottom lip and pulled it into my mouth a little bit and gave it a playful nibble before kissing her fully. I had to have her and be had myself. As we kissed deeply she cupped one of my breasts and rolled the nipple between her thumb and index finger pinching playfully every now and then. I moaned softly in her mouth as we kissed. I had touched my own breasts before but it never really did that much for me. With Jewels doing it , it was a different story. I was in heaven. That’s it, I thought, this is what heaven on earth feels like. My passion was growing and I kissed her harder.
Again Jewels was the first one to break the long make out session of kisses. She placed baby kisses across my cheek to my ear. Her tongue traced the outline of my ear and finally settled on the lobe, she sucked it into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue a few times. I was growing very wet now and could feel the juices from my naked pussy running out onto my jeans where a wet patch would soon form I’m sure. She continued with her trail of kisses, working her way around my neck to my throat and straight down my body…kissing all the way. Between my breasts, down my stomach and to my belly button. My whole body was on fire, everywhere she touched brought me pleasure. Her tongue circled my belly button then dove in, where she circled the inside with her wet tongue. All this time she had been very careful not to touch my tits with her mouth, she was teasing me and I loved it but I couldn’t take it anymore.
I placed my hand on the back of her head, feeling her silky smooth hair between my fingers and guided her up my body to my left breast. She caressed the outside of my breast extremely slowly with her finger tips sending goose bumps through me. That was the most sensitive spot for me, I was slightly ticklish there. She then looked up at me with her big brown eyes and finally I pleaded with her… “Please…” That was all I had to say, she knew what I wanted. With my hand still running through her hair she laid her tongue flat and licked it straight across my nipple, just once. Then she licked around my very large areola with the tip of her tongue. I pushed her face against me more and she got the picture. She instantly attacked my hardened nipple, sucking it and every once in awhile biting at it. I couldn’t believe she had never done this before. She definitely had a talent for it.
“What do you say we move this to someplace more comfortable Jewels?” I said in a teasing voice. “You’re making me a little weak in the knees here.” We both giggled and walked to my bed hand in hand.
Jewels shocked me by pulling the covers off my bed and throwing them to the floor at the foot of the bed. This left just the pillow and the bottom sheet. She must have noticed the look of surprise on my face because she said, “We’d just get them dirty and mess them up anyway so I just thought I’d get them out of the way.”
“Good point,” I said with a half smile and a light laugh then got serious. “I’ve fantasized about this moment so much but your different then I thought you would be. You’re more…aggressive. I think I like it.”
“You aren’t seen nothing yet boo,” Jewels replied as she used both arms to push me back onto the bed surprising me again. I was in a sitting position now with my legs over the side of the bed. I reached my hands out for hers and she grasped them. It was my turn to surprise her. I pulled her onto the bed with me in one sudden motion.
“See, 2 can play at that game.” I said. I hadn’t planned my attack to well though because she landed on top of me knocking me side ways and catching me on the side of my forehead with one of her rings. I let out a little “Owwww” while laughing at the same time.
“Did I give my boo a booboo?” Jewels said while leaning over to kiss the little red scratch on my head. She was giggling as well now and we just laid there for a moment laughing, her 3/4 on top of me. I had never been happier then I was at this moment, never. As our giggle fit stopped Jewels sat up. She was half straddling my legs. She had one leg between mine and our pussies were almost touching because of the way she had positioned. I was laying flat now staring up at the gorgeous woman I loved who was perched on top of me. She had a serious look come over her face at that moment that worried me.
I moved my hands to her waist and asked her, “Jewels what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she said. “Things have never been so right.”
“I feel the same way.” I let my hands slip under her shirt as I spoke, stroking my thumbs on her stomach and over her belly button. “Do you know how much I love you?”
A smile returned to her face as she said, “I’m think I’m beginning to get a pretty good idea.” She paused for a moment then spoke again. “Kel, there’s something I want you to have. Close your eyes and put your hand out.” I did as I was told and seconds later I felt her lips kiss my open palm and then she set something in it. “I want it to be a symbol of our love. Something to have so you never forget today. You can open your eyes now.”
I opened them slowly examining the object in my hand. She removed her favorite ring from her hand. She had barely taken it off her hand over the last 3 years she loved it that much. I was speechless, I didn’t know what to say. She took it from my hand and placed it on my finger kissing the back of my hand afterwards. It was a sterling silver ring with a gorgeous heart design in the center. I had always loved it. “I wanted to give you my heart.” she whispered.
“I love you” was all I could say and I think it said it all.
“There are a couple of other things I want you to have to boo.”
“No Jewels really, you’ve given me enough. I…”
“I think you’ll want these,” she said. She reached down and slid her top over head revealing her perfect tits to me. She to had gone braless and I teased her about it. She just shrugged her shoulders and said, “What can I say I hoped the night would end like this.”
“You mean you planned this? You vixen!” I laughed.
I could wait no longer. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards me not wasting any time taking her left breast into my mouth and manipulating her areola and nipple with my tongue and teeth. Her skin tasted so sweet that I could only imagine what her pussy would taste like. As I sucked her left tit into my mouth, I pinched and rolled her other nipple between my thumb and finger. Her breath was becoming more rapid, her head was tipped back and she was moaning softly. I must be doing something right, I thought. I suckled her breasts for a few minutes, switching from one side to the other so neither one felt neglected. As I did this she had moved her hands to my breasts and was fondling them as well. I had never touched a breast except my own before and was surprised at the weight of them as I cupped hers in my palm. A small layer of sweat was beginning to form on both our bodies from the pure lust we were feeling at this time. I forced myself to abandon the tits I had grow to love and kissed my way down her tummy to her belly button. Taking a page from her book earlier I let my tongue slide in and out a few times. She seemed to enjoy this. I continued to kiss every part of her flat stomach as I my hands slid down to the button on her jeans. I undid the button and as I did so she removed her hands from my tits and simply laid them on my stomach as if to balance her for what was to come. Slowly I unzipped the zipper on her pants revealing the front of a pair of sexy red lace panties. “Nice.” I said with a grin on my face as I ran my fingers over the fabric.
“I knew red was your favorite color.” Jewels joked. A moan escaped her lips now as my hand went further into her pants and continued to rub her pussy through the wet fabric of her panties. I decided to tease her like she had done to me earlier. When she could stand it no longer she stood up off the bed and removed her jeans and pussy juice soaked panties. She tossed the panties at me and laughed. “See what you did to me.”
I picked them up off my chest where they had landed and raised them to my face and said in my best sexy voice, “Hmm I wonder if you taste as good as you smell?” Then I let my tongue lap at the crotch of the panties that were coated in her juice. “Mmmm better.” I said while staring at the object of my desire standing in front of me wearing absolutely nothing but a smile. I thought I might cum just looking at her. Her pussy was beautiful. It looked like she had trimmed the dark brown triangle of hair especially for this occasion. She really did plan for tonight, I thought to myself.
“Now it’s your turn” Jewels said. “I want your panties to.” She pulled me up off the bed, knelt in front of me and began to fumble at the buttons of my button fly jeans. “Damn girl, don’t you know zippers are faster!” I know she was just kidding but the fact that she wanted me so bad really turned me on and made me even hotter. I decided to joke with her some more as she worked away at the buttons. “You know, you aren’t going to find what you wanted.” And she didn’t. She knew I hadn’t been wearing a bra but I don’t think she expected me to be fully commando. My wild patch of blonde pubic hair now visible with my pants open.
“Oh well,” she laughed. “Less work for me this way.” She hooked her thumbs through the belt loops on the side of my jeans and slid them down over my hips and to the floor. The cold air in the room rushed over my now completely naked body. I stepped out of my jeans and pushed them aside. Jewel touched my pussy for the first time, running her fingers through my blonde pubic hair. “It’s beautiful boo.”
I helped her up from her kneeling position and took her hand leading her back to the bed again. Somehow I ended up on the bottom again and Jewels destination was very clear to me very quickly. With my head on the pillow at the head of the bed she moved closer to the end of the bed. She took one leg and held it, kissing and licking all the way from my toes to my inner thing. If I didn’t cum soon I was sure I’d go crazy. She seemed to sense my eagerness and raised my knees exposing my pussy to her. With a finger she stroked my outer lips and then let it slip in for just a split second and pulling it out again. She raised the finger to her mouth sucking all my juices from it while maintaining eye contact with me. She began to lower her head again and on the way down with a devilish grin on her face she said, “Don’t worry I’ll be gentle.” And she was. With 2 fingers she parted my pussy lips and inhaled deeply taking in the aroma of my sex. The whole room smelled of sex and arousal. She snaked her tongue into my pussy and ran in from my hole all the way up to my clit on one motion.
“Oh god,” I moaned “please don’t stop.” I was so close to cumming already but I wanted to savor this moment for as long as I could and held back.
She continued eating my pussy varying her movements. My fists were clenched around the bed sheet pulling them loose as I felt my orgasm building inside of me. She’d suck my pussy lips into her mouth kiss and licking me everywhere. Her tongue slid in me as far as it would go and I clenched down on it with my pussy moving my hips slightly to fuck her tongue. I was moaning louder now, losing any inhibitions I had when she removed her tongue and placed a finger at the entrance to my virgin pussy. “Tell me if it hurts and I’ll stop if you want me to boo.”
I nodded and she ran her finger through the juices in my pussy lubricating it then pushed it slowly in up to her knuckle. My hymen had already been partially broken due to the many sports activities I participated in so I experience very little pain as she slid her finger in me the rest of the way. She rocked it back and forth in my slow at first allowing me to get used to the feeling and when she was sure I was ready she inserted a second finger and fucked me a little harder and faster this time. It was a feeling I had never experienced before but looked forward to enjoying in the future as much as possible. I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer.
“Ohhh yeah… yes…Jewels Me…. I’m gonna cum soon. Don’t stop please don’t stop,” I pleaded.
Knowing I was close she curled her fingers inside me rubbing my G spot a few times. That combined with the sucking flicking of my clit with her tongue sent me completely over the edge. My hips bucked with the power of my orgasm as it took control over my body. I shook uncontrollably, I had never cum so hard in my life. Jewels didn’t take her fabulous mouth away from my pussy though. She drank every ounce of cum from my pussy hungrily and continued to search my pussy with her tongue and manipulate my clit. Waves of a powerful 2nd orgasm ripped through me and finally I smiled and said to Jewels… “keep it up and I’m going to pass out.”
She removed her face from between my thighs and smiled up at me. “You told me not to stop.” she said laughing while doing so. Looking down my body with this beautiful woman’s smiling face between my legs and her face covered in my cum was simply unbelievable. And this wasn’t just any woman, this was my best friend in the world. Jewels kissed her way all the up, and all over my body before reaching my lips and kissing me with a passion that I never wanted to forget. I could taste myself, my cum, on her lips and in her mouth. She was so sexy I couldn’t wait to return the favor after I had regained my strength from the mind shattering orgasms she had just given me.
“I think it’s your turn Jewels. I wanna make you feel as amazing as you just made me feel. I want to taste you.” We switched positions and I laid my body on top of hers kissing her, kissing her neck and ears as owe lay there breast to breasts. I could feel her stiff nipples poking into and rubbing against mine. I let my kisses work their way down her neck and chest stopping to enjoy her breasts for a minute. This is kind of like stopping for ice cream on the way to Disneyland, I thought, Ice cream is sweet and you enjoy it but you know by stopping it’s only delaying your arrival at your destination. I couldn’t help but snicker at myself for thinking that. Removing my mouth from her gorgeous tits I decided to have a little fun with her. I put my hands one on each side of her waist like I was just going to hold her and then without warning I tickled her crazily. I knew how ticklish she was there. She tried to free herself from my tickle torture but I was to strong for her even though I was smaller then her so she decided to fight back and tried to reach for me to tickle me. I caught her approaching hands by the wrists and raised them over her head pinning her to the bed. “Nuh uh…no you don’t!” I said to her. “You don’t move theses hands now or you’ll be in big trouble.”
“What kind of trouble?” she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Oh just try it and you’ll see”
“I’ll be good boo, but please don’t tease me anymore,” she begged and spread her legs allowing me better access to her sopping wet pussy. As much fun as I was having torturing the poor girl by making her wait, I did as she asked. I quit teasing her. I licked my lips and leaned in for my first real taste of the pussy I’d longed for so long. She tasted even better then the sample I had gotten off her undies earlier. She was sweet and just slightly salty, I knew with my first taste that I was addicted and would eat her pussy every chance I had. I did to her what she had done to me earlier. I tried to do what I knew I enjoyed having done to me. Because of my inexperience I hoped I was doing it right. The moan that escaped her mouth just seconds later told me that I was. With a little more confidence now I continued to suck her clit in and out of my mouth, flicking it with my tongue and even biting it gently every now and then.
“Oh god yes…yes Kel. Fuck me please. I need you”
Hearing her say those words with my name attached was so hot. I always had a slight fetish for dirty talk. For some reason it made me hotter. Maybe one day soon I would tell my best friend and new lover about it. For now though I did ask she had pleaded me to do. I slid 2 then 3 fingers in her searching for what I believed to be her G spot.
“Oh yeah…right there!” she cried out. “Faster Kel. Fuck me faster.”
I did. I increased the pace of my fingers pounding into her cunt and matched the speed with my mouth on her clit. She was raising her hips to meet my face and fingers now, practically riding my hand as fast as she could. She was close to cumming I could tell.
“Ooooooooooooooh….yes. Ooh yeah. I’m cumming!!” she screamed out. If my mom had been home she would have woken her she yelled so loud. Apparently I had done something right and I couldn’t wait to do it again. I lapped up all her juices while she stroked the back of my head and came down from her orgasm.
“Come here you” she said motioning at me with her finger. I crawled up the bed to lay beside her. She was laying on her back and I was on my side beside her. I let one of my legs drape over hers and laid my head on her chest, still feeling the need to be next to her. “That was amazing.”
“You’re amazing!” I said to her propping myself up on one arm now to look at her beautiful face, “I love you so much Jewels.”
“I love you to Kel.”
“Promise me something…” I asked her. “Promise me that you’ll never leave me.”
“I won’t leave you tonight or ever Kel. You’re my world, my everything.”
We kissed one more long loving kiss and Jewels said to me, “Lay your head down and sleep now boo. We have forever to be together and I plan on using every minute of that time to love you like I should have been loving you for the past year.”
I felt more at peace with myself then I had in my life lying in the arms of the women I loved. I laid my head down on her naked flesh, placed my arm around her waist holding her tight to me and eventually we both drifted off into what we later told each other was the best sleep of our lives.
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Wife LoversJennifer and Jason were best friends in high school. In all honesty, if they had not both been born and raised in a rural south Alabama town, they would have possibly been more. The racial tension in their town was not like some, but in the early nineties, a mixed couple was still frowned upon.Jennifer was a beautiful African-American young lady in high school. She had all the qualities that Jason liked in a woman. Not only was she beautiful, but she was smart, athletic and had a sense of...
InterracialWell, 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...
“Boy, have you ever changed! A couple of months ago you would flirt with our friends with no intentions of letting it get out of hand. Now you’re lining up people you’d like to fuck!” I thought about how when we visit Michael & Kathy, we always end up in their hot tub naked. Michael waits until just after dinner and says “Let’s get naked and jump in the tub!” He likes to sit next to Bonnie and check out her tits and bare pussy. He never fails to say “Kathy, I think you should shave yours...
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...
(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...
There 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 LoversMs Nandhini – My School TeacherBy KINGPHANTOMEmail: [email protected] 2Lesson – 1 – How to MasturbateThe morning after I Dry Humped our new class teacher’s ass on our school bus. I woke up hearing my older sister Nithya chechi (Starring “Nithya Menon”) calling out my name. “Shyam you idiot, come on get up. You are late for school. I am gonna tell mom, you better get up.” She shouted at me. It’s a curse to share a room with your older sister. She wants to decide on everything that’s...
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 LoversAndy woke a couple of hours later, his body ached and there was significant pain from the stripes across his arse. He remembered the reason for the pain, got in the shower and diligently shaved as commanded, he then got back into his basic bed and slept again.Andy was woken by the noise of metal clanking next to his bed. “Rise and shine 61. Put them on, ankles first, chains at the back, then your wrists behind your back”Andy looked at the item on the floor, it was two lengths of chain, each end...
Dr. Alexandra Prince looked up from the pages of pink and yellow forms, intensely frustrated. She was not frustrated by any inability to make sense of the complex lab report, for she was a good, indeed, a brilliant doctor. Rather, Alexandra was frustrated in a much more basic way, as a woman. John, the young hunk she had living with her, the man who had been keeping her gears oiled regularly for the last few months, had been called out of town. Consequently, Alexandra had been making do with...
Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do ?Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do. Well when I was a younger man and she was younger. But I still find her kind of sexy for a mature woman. So sue me for using my talent to have a little fun with what I consider a hot older babe. I enjoyed writing it. How you enjoy reading it.???????????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? CAPTAIN JANEWAY CAPTAIN?S...
Becoming 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...
“We’re here!” Grandma cried as she and Grandpa came through the front door with their suitcases. “Grandma!” the children shouted as quickly the five of them surrounded their Grandparents. Grandma and Grandpa hugged them all – letting their hands grab the firm young asses of their grandchildren. Grandma took special care to press her massive bosom against their chests feeling her nipples harden as she did. Grandpa’s large pecker had been hard since...
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Disclaimer: Like all chapters in the Brandee series, this one is also intended for adults only. And, like all other chapters, no part of this story may be reproduced without permission of the author. Enjoy. Becoming Brandee Chapter Thirteen: I think I was telling you all about my publicity and promotional tour before getting side-tracked by hygiene issues in the last chapter. Let me fill you in on a few of my adventures with some fascinating audience members who've won the "Win...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Disclaimer. This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee strory, are intended for adult readers only Becoming Brandee Chapter Ten: Now this was totally unexpected. I had initially thought that my wife Julie and I were both to be dates for Richard and suddenly I become very aware that only my wife is Richard's date for the evening. And, once I open the front door, I will be meeting my very own date. "You look divine, Brandee," said my wife encouragingly, "Now make...
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Wife LoversWhen we returned home I took Candace to my bedroom, laid her on her back on my bed, and tied her hands and ankles to the head and foot boards of the bed. I kissed her lightly on her lips, then began to kiss and nibble on her cheeks, eyelids, forehead, around to her ears and her neck. Her body was stock still but her breathing was quick and shallow. When I got to the front of her neck I began to work my way down the front of her body. I grabbed the scissors I left on the bed table and cut her...
"It's slow, Teri ... I'm going to leave early. You and Beth should be able to hand it now." "Sure, Andie. Was that your new boyfriend with the cute little girl?" "She's a doll, isn't she?" Andie took her apron off and put it in with the laundry. "Bet she has Daddy wrapped around her finger. Bet her Daddy is going to be in trouble with two cuties chasing after him." Andie got her things and waved goodbye as she headed out the door of the little shop. She made a stop at Macy's...