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HOUSESITTING DAY 0: The Day Before Chapter 4: Thank Me With Your Mouth / Dyking Out To my shock and surprise, Kaylie didn't fix her mascara or clean the cum and drool off her face and neck before we left Coach's office. She just pulled her flowery summer dress over her head. No Bra! No Panties! Fuck, I had no idea Kaylie was such slutty girl. She usually looked so sweet and innocent, but not that day. That day, she looked fucking sexy all spattered in cum and with her make-up...
HOUSESITTING DAY 0: The Day Before Chapter 3: The Coach's Pet Madison was barely late when we pulled up. She leaned in for a deep French kiss before scurrying out of the passenger's seat and running towards the building entrance. I could taste a bit of my own jizz as I watched her fine, sexy ass sashay back and forth in her incredibly short skirt. Her sexy high heels clicked with each hurried step and I knew she wanted to get to the bathroom to clean up her smudged red lips...
HOUSESITTING DAY 0: The Day Before Chapter 6: Naughty Boys Don't Get To Cum Slap! Madison hit the girl with a smack across the face, sending a splash of cum spattering to the floor followed by the young cocksucker. Madison raised her arm back for another slap making the poor young girl recoil and lose her balance completely. She crumpled sideways onto her ass and whimpered with her head down and her eyes focused on the floor. "Bitch! That was my cum!" Madison yelled as she...
HOUSESITTING DAY 0: The Day Before Chapter 2: Hot Ride I left Mike's house with my dick nearly back at full strength. I had cum on Steph's face only about ten minutes prior, but all that kissing and her climaxing on my fingers as she shook against me was enough to bring my erection back with a vengeance. Her sucking me clean after was also a big factor. I knew Madison would help me with my nagging erection on the way to school. She always did. One of her favourite things was...
"Hey, Aaron!" said John, rapping on the metal frame of his coworker's cubicle. "Can I ask you something? A favor?" "Sure," said Aaron. "What's up?" Aaron liked John a lot because the older man took him, just 23-year's old, under his wings when he joined the company a year ago. John had been with the company 17 years. While John wasn't officially his boss, Aaron always followed John's guidance and he had never gone wrong doing what John said. John was a great guy. "Now feel free...
Introduction: This is a follow up to Housesitting with Laura. Please read so the story flows together. After laying with Laura for a few minutes we began to kiss again. Now I am not sure if it was that I was being an idiot or just caring, but I decided to ask her if she was sure she wanted to go again. With those beautiful brown eyes looking into mine, she didnt hesitate to say she was absolutely sure. At that point she went up to me and starting kissing me again. We were both laying on my bed,...
As soon as my car was on the freeway, I rolled my window down and reached toward the volume knob. The 11 AM California sun was perfectly kissing my face as the wind tussled my hair, and through my sunglasses I glanced occasionally at the crops and fields lining the road. My destination was an apartment about 40 miles away, where my friend Claire was housesitting for a work friend. She had texted a few nights ago and said that if I bring a bottle of bourbon, she would host and provide an...
Housesitting for Ms. Gleckner Part 3 By SxyTVinyl "Well-uh-I..." I didn't know what to say. The four ladies stared at me. Their lips curled. Their brows arched, and twisted at me. Eyes narrowed. Noses twitched. Trixie spoke, "Well, what's it gonna be pussy pie? You do look like a ripe cunt faggot." You know my cock jumped when she said it. You'd think her remark could only be received as a withering humiliation but it turned me on. Filled with sheer dread laden...
Day 0: Prologue: The Day Before Chapter 1: Blowjob Wake Up I gave the little, brunette a good look up and down her slim, sexy body. From head to toe, this girl was damn fine. I kept trying to keep my eyes on somewhere safe like the straight, dark hair that fell down to her shoulders, but my eyes kept getting drawn down to the creamy skin of her overexposed legs. I knew it was wrong to look, but I couldn't help noticing how little her beautiful, long legs were covered by her sexy,...
I got the worst end of the school year news in the world. I had to go to summer school Calculus was a subject that I wished I could just skip. But I had to go, if I wanted to play football in the fall I would have to find a way to pass this brain wrecking course. The days leading up to the beginning of summer school seemed to pass bye at a snail’s pace. When I walked into the classroom my mood about taking this class changed. My teacher was sexy middle age white lady; she had some real long...
I poured water into a bowl and had to bend over at the waist to place the bowls on the ground. Mom told us that proper sluts face away from their betters at the table with their legs apart. I knew the old man was looking at my ass and even though he had already seen me naked I was freshly humiliated by his stares, coughs and sputtering comments about “seeing what I had for breakfast” from this angle. He and my mother joked as if I couldn’t hear their crude comments about my body. “She is...
The bumpy gravel road to Julie’s house was driving me crazy with the clit stimulation from the clothespin biting into my body. I had never felt such a precisely annoying yet stimulating pain. I wanted to yank it off, and at the same time, I was enjoying it, and I hated myself for liking it. I didn’t want to be turned on by the sensation of having my clit pinched hard to the point of anguish, but I was squirming and struggling not to play with myself openly. If I could just reach down and...
It was fairly obvious they had a conversation before I entered the trailer about the goals of Slut Summer School and Honey having a new name for the duration. The problem was that half of them hadn’t paid attention and the other half didn’t really believe it was anything more than a joke. My mom had reiterated that we were there to work and that we were working on new attitudes. She had to tell them we had new names to go with those new attitudes but over the laughter and gawking most people...
My bare ass bounced up, and down on the back seat as we rode down the bumpy gravel road to leave Julie’s trailer park. “So basically our punishment is like Jenny’s training?” Julie asked a little too enthusiastically. I was shocked she was considering this without putting up a fight or an argument. She is lazy, selfish, greedy, and generally just like me only not quite as good at it. I would have slammed the door and walked back into that dump the moment I heard I had to take my skirt off...
The phone rings in the middle of the night My father yells, “What you gonna do with your life?” Oh daddy dear, you know you’re still number one But girls, they wanna have fun Oh girls just want to have That’s all they really want Some fun When the working day is done I awoke to the happy sound of Cyndi Lauper’s Girl’s Wanna Have Fun blasting on MTV and the smell of delicious eggs and bacon sizzling on the stove. It had all been a disgusting dream! I tried to stretch and realized that I was...
Mom didn’t ask me again how I was feeling about the new discipline. I had a lot I wanted to say or should have said when I had the opportunity, but I was being stubborn and trying to pretend that I wasn’t phased by any of what we were doing. I know it sounds silly. I was standing on a public beach naked except for body paint in broad daylight holding an umbrella over my mother while I stuck my tits out and held my ass cheeks clenched and looked straight ahead and I pretended that this was...
At that point I don’t know how, but my cock was even harder. It was so hard it hurt. I crawled in-between Laura’s firm smooth legs and bent down to kiss her again. I used my left hand to play with Laura’s tight pussy... that perfect pussy, those nice puffy pussy lips perfectly trimmed.. and sure enough it was hot and wet. I stared rubbing my cock on her pussy and I could feel her get hotter and even more wet, the girl was soaking. I ran the tip of my dick up and down that pussy and finally my...
I was asked to let my mothers friends daughter which is 15 use the pool as she wanted to have some kind of workout and she loved swimming. At this time I am house sitting as my parents were out of town for 2 months. Let me tell you about Laura, she is latina, her mom is mexican and her dad from Honduras. This gives her a very nice tan complexion, she is slim about 5’3 with a cute baby face. I will get more into her looks as the story goes on. Laura had apparently used the house pool...
Tara couldn't believe her luck. Mrs. Samson, one of her mom's lady friends, was leaving to go out of the country and had asked if Tara wanted to house sit for two weeks. Tara, who had just turned eighteen and was heading off to college in the fall, jumped at the chance. All she had to do was to take care of the pets and sign for any packages that came and she would have access to the pool and hot tub. She couldn't say yes fast enough!Her mother warned her about inviting friends over to party...
The nice gentleman cleared his throat. He was wearing a Hawaiian Shirt and cargo shorts like a typical tourist at the beach. I am not good at small talk. I must have one of those faces where people feel the need to come up and talk to me about their day and what is going on. I usually make it very clear I am not interested in conversation or shooting the breeze. I’d prefer people just get right to the point if they have a question or fuck right off. I instinctively knew that was my old...
My mother sent Jenny to answer the door in her panties. My mother had never made a big deal about my little brothers putting on clothes when people came over. Mrs. Hannigan had once said something snooty about my brother’s lack of clothes when she came over, and my mom had made it clear if anyone came into her house and had a problem with it then they were welcome to leave. I knew that would apply to my own nudity as well, and there was no point in letting my mom see me pout and look...
We were listening to Jackson Brown’s “Somebody’s Baby Tonight” when we arrived at the McDonalds near my house. We were all singing along with it and having fun. My mom had been a hard-ass all day, but she was letting us sing “Well, just, a look at that girl with the lights comin’ up in her eyes. She’s got to be somebody’s baby.” Singing in a car full of naked girls made being naked with clothespins on my tits and clit much easier to stand. My mom had made me replace the clothespin on my clit...
“Wake up, Blair” My mother’s pretty face was staring down at me as she stood over me in my bed. I almost thought I had dreamt this past week because she looked at me so differently. My mom had been aloof and often looked at me with disdain during my training. However, now she had this callous, unemotional expression on her face like she could care less whether I woke up or I stayed in bed. “Not going to call me Fart Face anymore?” I joked and stuck my tongue out. I wanted to add a little...
“Did you like gobbing my knob?” Kiwi’s spank on Candy’s pert, sun-kissed ass was hardly more than a tap. The first time George spanked one of us he made us nearly fall over. Kiwi wasn’t cut from the same cloth. He was obviously concerned he’d hurt us, and he didn’t want to seem mean or cruel. I was already thinking of ways I could exploit that to my advantage if he hung around. “One, thank you, Sir!” Candy started her count over for him. “I wasn’t supposed to enjoy sucking your cock,...
Ann drove me back to meet up with the others at Captain Hiram’s. It was a local bar where they liked to hang out. The bar was bustling, and the bouncers didn’t question us when she walked up. In the 1980s, the drinking age hadn’t yet become 21, and pretty girls were rarely carded. I had snuck in there a few times, but my mom always caught me. You don’t need money when you are a pretty girl, either. You won’t pay a cover charge, and guys are always ready to buy you a drink. No one is going to...
My mother strutted out of the trailer, wearing nothing at all just like the rest of the girls. I can not imagine what the neighbors thought if they happened to be watching a line of naked girls emerge from this dirty trailer on a warm Florida day. Only Kiwi, Buddy, Lewis, and Jenny had any clothes on when we left. The girls carried all the cleaning supplies in one trip, and we waved at Rooster and Flick before we left. It was pretty evident from their satisfied cat-calls and comments that...
“Ah yes, well that,” Kiwi stepped away slightly from my mother in embarrassment over his chubby. He didn’t have a massive dick from what I could tell in his pants, but it was apparent he was erect. He should be THANKING me for turning him on, but he was grateful towards my mother for letting him be there instead. “Do you want to take one of the girls for another test to take care of that?” she asked him if he wanted a blowjob like she was offering him a bologna sandwich. “May I choose Candy...
“Okay my little Sperm Hounds,” my mom said it was settled “You are my responsibility, and now that you have had a taste of life under my boot you have all decided to submit fully to my training and surrender your bodies to me.” Mom seemed to forget about punishing me but warned me that if I came up with anything they do before the meeting with Mrs. Sonneborne as my punishment, she would flunk me AND make me do the punishment as well. “We want you to suggest something fitting for what you...
When Mandy and I went back in the house, things were pretty much wrapped up. All except for the part about who won the bet. At that moment, a boy ran out of the bathroom, yelling “Dookie Volcano, Dookie Volcano!” He was naked too and looked like he had just finished taking a crap because his ass cheeks were glistening with brown. “Get in there and unclog the goddamn toilet! I told you to stop throwing cherry bombs down there!” the woman threw a shoe at the boy. Brown water seeped out from...
“Okay, you cunts have clothes on now. Feel less naked?” my mom stalked across the parking lot quickly while walking in front of us. “Not really, Ma’am,” Mandy admitted as we tugged our skirts down. Even though it was dark outside, the parking lot was well lit, busy, and windy. “This is the most you are going to get to wear so you should learn to appreciate it. Once we are inside, I want all four of your grubby little hands on the shopping carts at all times. You take them off ONLY when I...
After being pelted by clods of sand and being high-step running in tandem side by side on the beach as our school nurse told us we were lazy sluts who needed to bounce our tits more the last person I wanted to see was Betty Finch. Betty had long blonde hair, huge tits, and a perfect body. She exuded sexuality like the 9th-grade version of Samantha Fox! She was with a handsome older man who was different than the last guys I had seen her with that she called “Daddy.” “Hey, wow! those...
“What am I doing? What are you doing?” I asked defensively when Mrs. Hannigan caught me trying to sneak back to my house in nothing but a pink leather collar and a pair of high heels. I had been caught naked and I was embarrassed. My natural reaction was to try to turn things around and glare at them for daring to question me. It didn’t work. Mrs. Hannigan has a turned up nose, gray hair, and always has an arrogant and aloof look on her face like she is royalty and is quite displeased. She...
It was close to the time Mrs. Sonneborne was going to arrive for our evaluation and exam. This was what we were working towards all week. We still had several more weeks of Summer before our training ordeal would be over but we were told how we performed would determine how much we learned and what we needed to work on next week. It would also be used to give us a ‘grade’ and the highest grade would be “Slutadictorian” in the end and be the boss of my mom for an additional week. Mom made us...
“I am so sorry, Miss Jenny,” I said. Jenny ran back into the bedroom. “She is a little faggot. I don’t see why it is such a big deal to make her aware of it. I said it to Jenny’s face many times when I was still in charge. My friends seemed to be turning on me. At the time, I thought they were overreacting. My mom finished tying her up in my bed and probably giving her a big pep-talk about the big-bad Blair who said mean things that were also true and why Jenny was a special little angel...
It was the summer of '94, I was 18 and just out of high school. I would beheading to college in the fall, and I wanted this summer to be one I wouldnever forget. Oh, I will never forget it but not because it was fun. Thefirst weekend I went to a party with friends, we all got drunk and on theway home, we were stopped by the cops and ended up getting arrested, the good news was that at least no one got hurt and I wasn't driving. The only thing the police did to me was make me call my mom to...
Mom strapped sponges to our naked bodies with rope tied around our bellies so that the largest yellow sponges hung down in front of our freshly hairless and slick cunts and another to barely cover our butt cracks. It looked like we wearing an absurd loincloth or a very chunky bathing suit from a distance. Mom wrapped rope around the base of our tits and then around our back before wrapping it around the front and using it to tie two smaller sponges on our tits. She said that duct tape would...
I had to spend the next hour tied to the tree by my neck marching in slow circles while George, Manny, and Franklin took turns giving me orders to wiggle my ass, shake my tits, stop, high step and then start marching again in circles around the tree. They called it “Maypole” training. The spanking had taken a lot of the wind out of my sails. I couldn’t even plot another scheme of revenge. It was as if the spanking had knocked all the spitefulness out of my head for a little while and reset...
“You guys are NOT calling her MOM,” I whispered to the other girls angrily. “Why? Your mom said we could,” Mandy smiled at me because she knew this was really pissing me off. “You are just doing it because you want to butter her up like a little brown noser. That’s why you made us lez out in front of Mr. Greenbaum!” I told her. “Was that what we were doing? I thought we were making a lonely old man happy and getting a drink,” Mandy looked at Julie, and they both grinned at my discomfort...
“Haha, that was great. Thank you so much!” my mom laughed as she left our neighbor’s bedroom and adjusted her blouse because she had clearly had her tits out while she was in there sucking Mr. Greenbaum off. “No, thank YOU! lovely lady with the lovely daughters!! No one will ever believe this story if I told them!” Mr. Greenbaum said. “Well, we aim to please! I assume we have your business and we can come over to clean again?” my mom bent at the knee and smiled at him. “I am already going...
By : Patrick19 Hi guys I am Patrick (I changed my name to maintain my privacy) doing my 3rd year engineering in Chennai. I am a big fan of iss and after reading uncountable number of erotic stories i have decided to share with you my first ever experience. First let me tell you guys about me. I am around 6 feet height. I am not attractive mainly because i am fat and i am dark in my skin tone. So from my early teens onwards i had a huge complex and never even imagined having a girlfriend. So...
Mandy and I were cleaning up the mess we made. My mother had supplied us with brushes and cleaning supplies, but we were doing it completely naked. Mandy kept glowering at me like this was my entire fault. I wasn’t the one who twisted her arm and made her come to my party. I wasn’t the one who made her strip naked. I wasn’t the one who left her here. I HAD been the one to lay it on nice and thick that I’d agree to all of my rules if she had to do them with me so I could be a good role model...
My Mom called Julie Simmon’s house while Mandy and I remained in the living room with our nipples touching, looking right at each other. I was having a staring contest with that stubborn bitch, and she refused to blink. It was so annoying! Mandy was almost as stubborn as me! “Hello? Is this Mrs. Simmons? No? Well, would you please let me speak to her?” whoever was on the other end hung up on my mother. She tried several times to reach someone, and each time a similar thing happened. I was...
Ann called out our new names like they tasted bad in her mouth. “Sugar, Honey, and Candy? Those names are a crock of shit. If it had been up to me, I would have called you Jugs, Smugs and Bughs!” she looked amused. She called Honey “Jugs” because of her big tits. She called Candy “Smugs” because like me she looked like a first-class stuck up bitch. Ann called me “Bughs” because I was obviously the one she liked the least. Ann told me it was because I was pretty on the outside but butt ugly on...
“My punishment is to confront that which I fear most,” Candy started without explaining all the shitty little things she had done to deserve the punishment first. I was planning to embellish on all the bratty, self-absorbed things I had done. Ann had anticipated it and told me I shouldn’t bother to go over my list of shortcomings and mistakes. It was frustrating because, for some reason, I felt almost proud I had gotten away with so many of them that I wanted to admit them. I think Ann knew...
We woke up in the dog cage that Friday. It had been a long week. Candy, Honey, and I slept with our hands cuffed behind our backs so that we couldn’t poke each other or masturbate. Our bodies were intertwined, and nothing stopped us from the bumping tits or heads. Mom angled us so that it would be very challenging to finger each other to give ourselves some relief. We spent all night on Wednesday night trying to get in an angle to finger bang one another only to be discovered in the morning...
“Hello? is this Gerald?” I asked when I finally got a chance to make the private phone call that I had earned playing the masturbation game. “Yeah, who is this?” Candy’s older brother sounded confused that a girl would be calling him. “This is uh ... Blair,” I almost forgot my own name and said Fart Face. I had grown so used to answering to that or Sugar that it slipped my mind. “Blair? What do you want?” he asked skeptically. “This is Blair Conner!” I reminded him sweetly. He must have...
A Bummer Summer? It was the dream of every seventeen year old, during the summer before his senior year of high school to spend it miles away from all his friends and all his stuff. In case you couldn't tell, that was sarcasm, because for Taylor Hughes, that was the last thing that he wanted. Unfortunately, he had no control over the matter. His parents were going out of the country on business for the entire summer, and trying as he might, Taylor was unable to convince them to let him...
I I have been working out of town for the last 2 weeks. I have been staying at a hotel at New Smyrna Beach. 30 minutes up the road is Daytona. Last week I went to a club the name I will not mention. I sat down and ordered a crown and coke. This blonde girl about 27 sat next me and we chatted for about an hour. She after I wanted to go into the champagne room. I ask how much and she replied 100 dollars. I said sure and we went to the back room. Now these clibs are no nudity but in the bag they...
Hello readers, please read part 1 of this story if you haven’t read it as yet. This will help you to understand the background of this part. For one second, I couldn’t believe that my school teacher Shweta, was naked before me with her lusty face and was looking at me while I slid my cock in her pussy. In her naked glory, she was begging me to ram her as hard and fast as I can. I was holding her tightly by her waist and I started fucking her. Shweta ma’am was moaning like it was the only thing...
Copyright 2008 tgwriter7 My father was a bridge builder, an engineer. I grew up in five towns and three countries, I grew up wherever my father's work took us. He had passion for it, said there was something about an idea that came from his mind being built on a massive scale, his thoughts becoming part of the landscape. But then our family would move on leaving nothing but monuments. As families go we got along, we didn't have time to make close friends so we ended up making...
Author's Note The wicked step mother is a familiar theme and Aaron Swindling's Step Mother Knows Best, is my particular favourite. I wanted to write one where the step son refuses to be a victim and succeeds in maintaining his dignity and essential decency under difficult circumstances. Be warned there is very little sex and no humiliation. Summer Holidays Holiday Plans Shay Pegg gazed out of the window of the rapidly moving train, idly watching as the countryside...
Meri kahani har kism ki chudayi se bhari hui hai. par apne vichar likhna. Aap logon ki pyari Huma. Mera naam Sudha hai aur main BA main padhti hoon. Dikhne mein sunder hoon lekin nature sharmilee hai. Mera figure 36-26-36 hai aur rang gora hai. Pichhle hafte tak main kunwari thee. Maine porn stories padhi thee aur blue films bhi dekhi thee jiss karan mujhe sex ki samajh to thee lekin kissi ne mujeh kabhi choda nahin tha. Main chudayi ki ichha ke karan hamesh apni chut ko shave kar ke rakhti...
I let my butt plug drop from my mouth and slid my naked body over Kiwi. I sucked his condom off his cock the way my mother taught me. I turned it up and sucked his cum out and then thanked him for fucking my ass again before asking him sweetly if he would put the plug back up my ass now. “Oh, this is so lovely! I am so glad you talked to me that day at the beach,” the skinny boy thanked his lucky stars. The only reason I looked at him as he was a gullible loser who looked entirely out of...
In an Assisted Living home but still doing quite well, she thought she saw one of the administrators who might be the daughter of a man she once knew. Now in her seventies the woman sat in her chair and thought back on those “lovely” and very fun days. “Miss ohhh miss” she called out one of the nurses. “I thought I saw a young lady here who possibly might be, well, hmmm how do I say this?” The nurse smiled and waited. “I am not sure honey but I believe her name is Summer? Is there a young woman...
First TimeMy story My first sexual encounter was back when I was 15 with my best friend it all started when one summer he spend his summer holidays with our family, not a big house, he shared the room and bed with me we undress in frond of each other it was very natural, we compare each other clocks, talk about girls, we lock some sexy magazines that brought our clocks to attention, my cock was a little bigger than his, at first mastrubate together, one night while in bed talking about girls he asked me...
Her big break arrived on one of those talent shows that are popular on prime time television. Miranda didn't win the seasonal contest, but it didn't matter. Once the world got a taste of her, she began a rapid rise to stardom. Lance was replying to a tweet thread about her latest concert one fateful afternoon when something astonishing happened. Some of his old college buds and random Miranda fans were going back and forth in a conversation that would ultimately change the course of his...
Miranda Wilde. Lance could stare at her for hours. Getting wank material was as easy as opening up an image search and typing her name. She was one of those women who looked amazing no matter what hair style or outfit she was rocking. Whether it was long, jet black locks, playful, pink, shoulder length hair or her short, well cropped, blonde pixie cut, she was gorgeous. Those deep, piercing, grayish-blue eyes were always staring back at you saying, "I'm hot. I'm fun. I'm more than you...
"They can't cancel the class,” she stated. “My school won't let me go on to 10th grade!" she whined. I was somewhat unhappy about the possibility myself, because although I usually taught high school, this little nymph was beginning to excite my juices. She went on to explain that she had skipped gym during the regular school year, to be with her friends, but realized too late that she wouldn't get credit. Suddenly Mr. Johnson, the principal, came into the auxiliary gym and walked over to...