Preachers Daughter Chapter 19 Preacher and Preach
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Hi ISS readers this is Vishal from Chennai. I’m 23yrs old 5.7″ tall good physique fair and handsome. This is a real incident between me and class mate Divya. She is of my same age 5.4″ tall fair and 34-30-36. Now about the incident, we both were studying in a Engineering college doing our PG, we both were close as friends nothing more or less. Once it was on a project work we were about to go to Hyderabad, we planned our trip by road through a Volvo bus which runs between Chennai to Hyderabad. I booked 2 tickets on Jan 12th night to Hyderabad, she came to the Bus stand a bit early and was waiting for me Since I was struck in the traffic jam I was late to the bus stand and she was very nervous and shouted at me for my delay. I explained my situation and consoled her and at last she was ok. She was wearing knee length red color skirt and white shirt. I was in my cargo pants and loose t-shirt.
She was looking pretty with her dressing. We got into the bus, she took the window seat and I on the aside. Then a nice telugu film was running in the TV and she was watching, since she is telugu girl, she started to explain me all the dialogues and story. It was nice romantic movie and the dialogues were so romantic, at times she used to blush while explaining me, encouraged by this I used persist her for the real explanation. At times she used to avoid telling me the actual meaning, but I can understand a little bit and persist her to tell me, but she used to beat me, pinch me. I got aroused by her act and I started to beat her and pinch her for which she used to smile at me. This went on, then the movie was over and all the passengers were fast as sleep. Since it was January month it was more cold and also because of A/C it was ever more chill. Everyone were provided with a thick blanket and were fast as sleep.
I was not able sleep because of a lovely female sleeping beside me and placing her head on my shoulder. I was tempted to touch her but was very afraid that if she thinks the other way, so I slowly coughed whether she was awake, she just opened her eyes and asked whether I’m not sleeping and she also said since it is cold it is shivering her. So I gently put my hand around her back to her shoulder made her more comfortable and hot, she smiled and made herself more comfortable. This is took as an encouragement I slowly tapped her shoulder like making her to sleep and slowly made circles on her shoulder with my index finger and slowly inserted my finger inside her arm. My heart beat was running like any thing, but she ignored and was in same position, and then I slowly inserted all my fingers inside her arm and touched her armpits, it was fully shaven hairless and soft.
She lifted her head and smiled at me. This took me to heaven and I was encouraged even more. This time I removed my hand from backwards and took it inside her blanket and kept it on her belly and slowly caressing her belly I slowly inserted my hand inside her shirt and touched her bra covered breast. This time she was motion less, I slowly cupped her left breast and squeezed it, I just tried to lift the bra 2 or 3 times, but failed, then she unhooked her bra at the back and lifted it for me I slowly squeezed her breast and her small nipple and simultaneously kissing her on her juicy lips. She was opening her mouth making way for my tongue to taste her saliva and tongue. Then I slowly caressed her thighs and lifted her skirt under her blanket, this time she parted her legs gave way for my hands to touch her panty. I slipped my hands under her panty touched her pubic hair and slid my finger inside her vagina. She was totally wet at that area. Mean while I took her hand placed it on my pant zip which was already open. She slid her hands inside the pant, inside my panty and caught my tool which was strong in 90 degree. All this was happening in semi sleeper a/c bus in dark. She was stroking my cock and I was busily fingering her, then after some time she got orgasm and I too leaked on her hand. We both wiped our hands with her panty and slept hugging each other.
The bus reached by 7.00am in Hyderabad, she was too shy to see my face she never spoke to me because of shyness. We got down from the bus went to our hotel where two rooms where booked for us and took our rooms respectively. I got ready by 9.30am and came out pressed the door bell. She came out stunningly beautiful in her pink saree ( sarees for females and formal suits for men are must for that project) low cut matching blouse saree below her navel. I was in black suit and coat. We took an taxi and reach our place, while on taxi we spoke regarding our project and so on. We reached the place sharply by 10.00. Then we were introduced to our project head and work was on. We were busy in our work and slight smiles here and there that’s all. We took our lunch in the after noon and again our work started and got finished by 6.30pm.
Then, we took taxi from there and reached our hotel, she went to her room, me to my room. We freshen up and, after 15 mins the door bell rang I opened the door it was she with all the files and papers on her hand in the same dress but looking fresh. I called her inside and asked her what is the matter, she told me that there is some doubts in the project and has to be cleared, We both were involved in the project work and it was already 9.00, then I ordered some food to both of us to be served in my room. We got our food and ate them. After having our food, she stood and went to the bath room and came out mean while I Changed my dress to shorts and bare body, she came out and saw me in that state and shyly closed her face. I was very mad to fuck her and want to use this opportunity, slowly I went near her and hugged her tightly, she also hugged me and we both kissed for several minutes. Then she dropped her pallu, there sees a beautiful women showing her cleavage and deep naval dropping her pallu in front of me.
I immediately caught her bare waist and kissed her rosy lips it was a romantic feeling to both of us. I inserted my hands near the naval and took the folding of her saree and removed her saree fully, she was in blouse and petticoat. She sat on the bed and I went near her sat closely beside her. Then I slowly removed her blouse hooks one by one. Then I caught her 34″ inches ripe breast over her black lacy bra and began to fondle it. My other hand was lifting her petticoat seeing her milky thighs and caressing her thighs and black panty. Then I made her to turn back kissed her back and her hip while doing so I removed the hook of the bra made her topless, She immediately covered her boobs with her hand and was blushing with sheer shyness and pleasure. The I kissed her breast and sucked it like a hungry child. She was moaning with pleasure and calling my name, with this sound I was more aroused and sucked her nipples hard and hard. Then she herself slid her hand inside my shorts and caught my manhood and started to stroke it grew like a monster 7″ length. I then removed her petticoat and panty made her totally nude. We kissed and licked each other, we were in total romantic mood with full of sexual desire and mood. I started to lick her vagina and kissed her clitoris she was shouting by pleasure.
And I made her suck my cock which she hesitantly put her warm lips on the edge and started to suck we were in 69 position and she was enjoying my sucking and I was enjoying her sucking. We both were in the same position and after that I made her lie at the back and asked her part her legs she made the gap and I slowly inserted my 7″ cock inside her juicy cunt, she shouted with pain and pleasure and I slowly and steadily made stokes and after some time I made the movement even stronger and faster she was showering me kisses, she got orgasm and got tired and I fucked her really hard and when I was about to ejaculate I took my rod and ejaculated on her breast and belly. Her belly and breast were full of raw semen of mine. She laughed and held me tightly. Then we slept together all-night holding each other in our arms. We stayed there for 4days and three nights and fucked many times and enjoyed our stay in Hyderabad. Then she got married to a guy, and we used to fucking sessions when he is not in station. Any gals, females needs pleasure email me
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It was the summer before my second year of high school when I got a call from Darci Smith asking me to meet her at the high school the next day to help her clean out the costume room. Now Darci is the drama club teacher and the art teacher. Every guy in the school wants to fuck her and masterbates to her. Darci is in her early thirties, married, and looks like she is still twenty one. She has nice mid size tits, a fine ass, big blue eyes and blonde hair. She has a pert little hard body and...
"There's a man here to see you, Mr. Forrester; he says he's a detective from the Denver Police Force." Oh-oh, thought John. "Ok, send him in, Angela." "Hello, Mr Forrester; my name is Paul Donohue, I'm a detective from the Denver Police Force." "What can I do for you, Detective Donohue?" as I pressed the intercom so Angela could listen in discreetly out at her desk. "Well, Mr. Forrester, sometime last year I was handed a case in Denver that has us all baffled. It seems that two...
Madeline had gotten divorced three years ago and she hadn't been with a man since. She always told herself that she didn't need another man that her dildo worked just fine. She lied to herself on that subject. She really wanted to feel needed again. She wanted to feel attractive and sexy. She really wanted to feel a dick in her that was attached to a body. Most days she didn't think about it. Her three daughters lived with her still though they were all over twenty and work always got in the...
How did I let myself get talked into this? Here I was playing my 12 string Framus guitar at a nursing home so that my best friend could make points with his newest intended conquest. Her mother was holding the sheet music for me and since she was holding it just below her bust I was having trouble concentrating. That was SOME bust and the cleavage left me gasping. Trying to play music I was not used to was bad enough without the added distraction my music stand was giving me. If the songs...
Chapter 1 Stephen sighed as he watched the world go by. "I still don't see why we have to move," he told his wife as he turned to look at her. "Because honey, the company is opening a new store in Stepford and they asked me to run it," Emily replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "Besides, the offer was too good to turn down and the house came as part of the job," Emily continued. "I'd thought that you'd be proud of me," she added. "And I am. Really," Stephen added as his wife...
It had been six months since I'd moved in next door to an amazing lady. She was in her early to mid sixties, had a vibrant warm personality, and immediately befriended me showing genuine concern after my divorce. Madeline and I became good friends. I very often stopped by after work to check on her, see how she was doing, and generally on the weekends, did a few odd jobs for her. Having Madeline as a friend, someone to talk to, made the days easier to deal with and not quite so lonely. She...
Chapter One: Sinning in the Dark By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I wonder if there is a moment in every child's life when they realize their father is a hypocrite. While the Reverend Gary Powell preached about the sanctity of marriage and the sins of the flesh, he had no qualms about indulging in them, violating his own marriage vows to my mother by desecrating another holy bond. Last week, I spied on him and Donna Paxtor, a deacon's wife, engaging in a sin of carnal delight. My...