Motherless
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I have been into incest. My fantasy about my mother started when I was just 10 years old but I could realize my dream very recently. I am 30 years old now and my mother is 49. I started thinking about sex when I heard about my friends’ attempt in seducing a classmate of mine. Then I was in 5th class.
Very soon I discovered the pleasure of masturbation and the power of fantasy. In my fantasy world, I included my class girls; other girls in the different classes and slowly the list contained my lady teachers and other women in the neighborhood. Almost every night I masturbated thinking about some woman I saw during the day. One day after seeing my half-sister in a semi naked condition in the bathroom, I started dreaming about her and unbeknown to me I started fantasizing about the other members of the family. The stimulation that I derived by thinking about people whom I know intimately was always greater than thinking about somebody I hardly new.
All my cousins, aunts and mamis entered my fantasy world and I was always looking forward to getting to bed as early as possible so that I could jerk off to my heart’s content. All my women relatives gave me good hard-on but those who were older to me by 15-20 years were my favorite.
Thinking about sex became my pet tool to pass time but there was no possibility of getting real experience of fucking at that age. My urge to have some kind of real pleasure of inserting my prick into something resembling a cunt led me to experimenting. Very soon I hit upon a novel idea and till today it is my favorite one. I made a slit in my bed and inserted my penis into the slit and adjusted the cotton inside so as to encircle my penis completely. Instead of using my hand to jerk off, I could move my penis back and forth in the bed slit and the experience was really pleasant as the cotton surrounding the dick gave some kind of a velvety feeling. It became my daily habit to insert my prick into this substitute cunt and fantasize about some older relative and jerk off. Although I was careful in not spewing out my cum inside the slit, I did ejaculate in the slit many times unable control my self and thereby spoiling the cotton inside and this set me to think as to how to continue to jerk off and come inside the slit but not spoiling the bed. One day when nobody was at home I went in to my parent’s bedroom and started looking around. Underneath my parent’s bed was a small packet. Curiously I opened one and found condoms inside. I did not even know then as to why it was used but the shape of the condom gave me some idea. After searching further I found one used condom with semen still inside. I think my father had used the condom during the previous night but had forgotten to throw it away. I got a huge hard on thinking about as to what my parents might have done with that condom.
Unable to resist the temptation, I flicked one condom and ran to my room, put the condom onto my dick and inserted my penis into the slit and started pumping. The feeling was great as I could pump in and out smoothly. As usual I tried to dream about some of relatives but my thoughts kept on coming back to my parents and what they might have done during the night. I visualized the picture of my father putting his condom sheathed penis into my mom’s vagina and fucking her till he came inside of her (He came alright, the proof was there inside the condom!) OH! God. I wanted to be in my father’s place and I wanted to be in between my mother’s thighs. Yes. I wanted to fuck my mother. My own mother whom I call Amma. Until then I did not fantasize about my mother but that day I did and I was hooked. I realized why I was always attracted to older women and it was because subconsciously I was lusting my own mom. The very idea of making love to my mother took me to the edge in no time and I blasted my cum into the condom.
Wow, so nice, cum did not spill out, bed was not spoiled and I was so joyous. I kept on pumping in and out of my bed slit thinking about my Amma and in no time I was hard again and I was hooked.
Well, although I derived unbelievable pleasure by fantasizing about my mother, I was feeling little guilty. But always desire overcame the guilt feeling and I started ending my mental fuck session always with Amma’s image in my mind. Guilt feeling used to linger since I thought I was the only one feeling this way. But god is great. One day, I saw a book called “Rasavanti” in my friend’s big brother’s bookshelf and I flicked the same.
The book was an eye opener for me and I enjoyed story after story and hit a jackpot in the end. The last story was about a mother and son and their special love for each other. My joy knew no bounds that day as I realized that I was not alone in this world who desires his own mother. People like me are out there and are actually doing IT! OH. My god. That story was a morale booster for me and I started lusting my mother without any guilt feeling. But I was still young and had no chance to make known my feeling towards my mother. During next 20-year’s time my mother was my steady mental sex companion and almost never a day passed without me thinking about my mother and lusting her. Every time I thought about my mother I got horny. Whenever I was around my mother I was feeling horny. Occasional glimpse of her boobs, thighs remained in mind always and whenever I recalled them my lust for my mother soared. But there was no way to realize my dream then.
I completed my school in our village and then moved to city for higher education. City proved to be a good place and very soon I started collecting erotic reading materials. Although I liked all erotic stories I liked stories on incest more and that too stories of incestual relationship between mothers and sons was my favorite. But there was not many. In the last 20 years I read a lot about sex including Freud. Freud was right.
Every male lusts his own mother. Every boy wants to take the place of his father! My lust for my Amma never subsided and I analyzed my own mind and concluded that there is nothing wrong in my lusting my own mother and given a chance would like to really fuck her.
I should thank Internet, which helped me in realizing my dream. Yes I could fuck my mother at last. About a year back I started browsing through the Internet and I stumbled upon a lot of material on incest. I collected very large number of mother/son stories. Till about last two months, it was my routine to read one or two mom-son stories with my condom covered penis inserted into my bed slit and then mentally enact those stories with my own mother. After reading all those stories I too wanted to consummate my love with my mother and I planned.
I am presently working in Bangalore and had bought a house in April. I requested my mother to come and help me set up my new house. She readily agreed as my father was to go abroad for few weeks and she did not want to stay alone in Poona. She came and helped me in setting up the house. I was really happy to have my mother around. My routine of reading incest stories late into the night continued and the very fact that the woman I lusted all these years was there just across the room used to make my mind whirl. I masturbated umpteen times during each night since my mother arrived. After two days of her arrival when I was getting ready to go to bed my mother came into my room. I was just about to pick some stories to read. She asked me to give her something to read. I told her that I don’t have anything that she could read. She then enquired as to what I did till late hours every night? I was little taken aback and I told her that of course I did some reading but that was nasty stuff!
“So what”, could I too not read some nasty stuff?”
“How can you Amma?” I asked.
“Common son, I am your mother and I came to this world before you, if you could read something then I think, I too could.”
Well, suddenly, I decided to grab the opportunity and try my luck. I told her “ok Amma, I will give you something to read but on two conditions?”
“What?” she asked.
“Well, you should read here along with me and…?”
“And” what “magane”? (Son-in Kannada).
“Well, when you read, you should allow me to touch you here and there!”
“What? What do you mean by here and there?”
I blurted out “Amma, please do not mistake me, “condition is condition” and if only you agree, I will give you what I have; other wise sorry”. I don’t know what she thought then, but after few seconds she said, “OK, I agree”.
My God! Was I dreaming? I pinched myself to make sure that I was not dreaming and decided now or never. I invited my mother to come in and made my bed and asked her to sit down. I opened the side drawer and asked my mom to pick any thing that she wanted to read. She pulled out a small file wherein I had kept some hard copy print outs of the stories that I downloaded from the Internet. Well, each story was about mothers and sons and I was little unsure as to how she might react when once she opened the file. While I held my breath, Amma slowly opened the file and turned to the first page. OH! Boy! Did I hear her gasp? The title of the story was “I and my son” and I saw her fingers trembling slightly. Giving a sideways glance towards me she turned another page where story started. By then I was bold and sat beside my mother and put my face on her shoulder as if I too started reading.
The story was about a son who was attracted to his own mother and was one day peeking through the bathroom door while his mom took bath. There were some graphic details as to how she looked and son gets too horny and takes his dick out and starts jerking off.
My mother continued her reading and I could notice her breathing quickening. When she was about to turn to page two, I helped her by stretching my hand over hers and turned the page and then withdrew my hand back and placed my hand on her bare arm.
Slowly, I started rubbing her arm up and down and touched her breast on the side. Mom continued to read-on and I suddenly inserted my right hand underneath her arm and praying to god, cupped her right breast. God, she gasped OH! But by then my other hand encircled her back and came out under her other arm to hold the other “ammanni” (breast-in our dialect).
Amma asked “Enidu magane” (What are you doing? Son)
“Did I not tell you Amma that I want to touch you? That is what I am doing” and held her both the breasts firmly in my hand. She trembled in my hands and I asked her what paragraph she was reading. She showed me and I too read-on. In the story the son was busy jacking off looking at his mother and mother saws him! Although taken aback, mother recovers soon and gets curious and slowly turns towards the door and gives her son a good opportunity to look at her. Son feasts on mother’s body for a few minutes. Then unable to control himself he runs to his room to finish off his jerking. Mother seeing her son going back, towels herself and comes out. Instead of going straight to her room, she peeks through her son’s bedroom. Her son was lying naked on the bed and was fisting his penis up and down. He had closed his eyes and was moaning mom, mom, and mom. That mother was now sure as to what was on her son’s mind and the thought of her own son desiring her made her horny. She discards her towel and opens the doors of her son’s bedroom and walks towards his bed nakedly.
Here, I too was terribly aroused and was massaging my mom’s breasts, which were swollen now. I started tweaking her nipples and in no time they were erect. Slowly bringing my face next to hers I too moaned “Amma”, “Amma”.
While my mom was engrossed in her reading I opened her blouse buttons. Even before she realized as to what was happening I had set her boobs free and grabbed them again. What a feeling! I had almost cum in my shorts with the first touch of my mom’s naked boobs. Crushing her boobs in my hand I asked my mom what she has been reading and she pointed out to me where mother had already moved onto her son’s bed and was asking her son whether he was just day dreaming about his mother or he really wanted her? When son could not answer anything, she grabs him, embraces him and tells him not to worry and she knows what he needed. The story then goes on step-by-step and when the mother asks her son to put his prick into her vagina, my mother trembles in my hands and whispers OH, My god. By then I had played with her boobs for a while and was slowly inching my hands towards her navel. Slowly massaging her navel area, I asked her “what?”
“Is it possible son? She is asking him to…?”
“Asking him what? Amma?” I asked.
“Look here, she is asking her son to put it in! Is it possible? Is it real?”
I told her, “why not Amma? Why is that not possible?”.
“Oh, Oh, mother and a son?” She wailed and I asked to read further to find out whether it was possible.
In the mean time, I had brought down my right hand till her waist and untied her Sari knot. In the story, mother was showing her cunt to her son and was asking him to mount her and fuck her. Her son moaning loudly comes in between his mother’s thighs. His mother holding her son’s prick in her hands guides him and “lo and behold!” Son enters his mother.
By now, I had loosened my mother’s sari and her petticoat and put my hand inside her panties. Soon I encountered her bush and wow! How much hair and I grabbed a handful. Suddenly my mother realized what was happening and placed the book aside and tried to push me away saying “Magane, beda, beda” (No, no son).
But I was not in a mood to listen and I placed my hand on her pussy. She was wet! I slowly started rubbing my middle finger on her cuntlips and my mom moaned, “no son, please stop, It is not correct”.
I smooched her left cheek and told her “Amma, I have been dreaming about this for over 20 years and Amma, please do not ask me to stop, please”
“But son, how could this be possible, you are my son.”
I told her “Amma you have just now read, it is possible.”
“It is only a story son, it can’t be real. No, please stop it before it is too late”
“No Amma, I can’t leave you now, I need you” and saying so I forcibly opened her cunt lips and inserted my finger into her pussy. She cried saying no. I was about to pull her sari, panty and petticoats down and was planning to forcibly fuck her come what may! But then I reasoned, it is not correct to force her. She was aroused and I could feel it as her cunt was sopping wet. But somewhere in the corner of her mind she was not accepting this as possible. So I decided to pour my heart to her. After listening to my version of my lust for her, if she agrees then only I would go ahead otherwise, I thought I would be content with my fantasy. So I removed my hand from her vagina and turned her face towards me and told her about my dreams, fantasies, desire and my obsession. I told her in the end “Amma, I have been dreaming about you ever since I was just 10 years old and I have desired you more than any other woman in the world”. “For the last 20 years, it was you who inspired me most and Amma, you believe it or not me love you, love you not only as my mother but also you are my lover”. “It was a secret known only to me but you know about it now”. “Amma, I have only one request. Please allow me to have you only once. If you do not like this then I will never bother you. I will spend rest of my life thinking about this one chance I got and live happily afterwards. Please Amma, only once”. She listened to me without uttering a word and was silent even after I finished talking.
I persisted “please, Amma, only once. Well, let us do one thing. Please you lye here and let me have you only once. Say nothing. When I finish please forget this episode as a bad dream. Amma please, once. I didn’t know what she was thinking. At last she spoke “you want me that much son?”
“I do not know how to convince you Amma” I replied.
“Oh my son, I don’t know what to do. Is it ok if we do it?”
“Well, mother let us look at it this way. We both are adults. We are doing this with mutual consent. Incest has been made as taboo in our society to avoid procreation through incest couplings. What we are going to do is not make babies. It is just to quench out body hunger. Well. You agree with me that although one can eat anything to put off one’s hunger and live on, some one likes some dishes more and some one else likes something else more. Don’t you Amma? In my case I like to have you more than anybody else to satisfy my body hunger. Is it wrong Amma?’ I asked.
She was silent for while and had closed her eyes. I gazed at her naked breasts and prayed for her positive answer. When she opened her eyes, I knew she had made her decision. I was nervous. She looked at me steadily for few moments and then said, “Come my son, come to me. I will give myself to you. Enjoy your Amma to your hearts content but as you said only once. Is that ok son”
Oh my god. My prayers were answered. I thanked god silently and said, “ok Amma”
Well, it was very hard to explain all the emotions that passed through my mind. Although I had dreamed about my mom thousands of times, when I actually got her consent I felt like crying. I think mom sensed that and stretched out her hands to embrace me. Holding my head to her open boobs she sighed “oh my darling son, you thought about Amma for so many years? My poor baby, I will give you whatever you wanted. Go ahead”.
Listening to my mom saying that I lifted my face and gave my first real kiss to my dream woman. From then on passion took over and in no time we were naked as jaybirds. At least on this one occasion there was no need to imagine. I could see all that I wanted to see. I started kissing my mom wherever possible beginning from her lips and slowly traversed downwards. She lay on back and I opened her legs wide and I moved in between them. There I saw for the first time the place of my birth. The most desired part of my mother was there and it was open for me. What a lovely scene. Her fur-covered vagina was so enticing that I almost blew my wad. Unable to control any more I put my hands on her inner thighs and started rubbing and slowly inched upwards. I could clearly see my mom’s cunt salivating. She was totally wet. Her pussy lips were quivering. As I moved my hands upward, she opened her thighs wide for me and I could clearly see her pink inner parts of her cunt. When I was about to place my hands on her cunt my mother asked by placing both her hands on either side of her cunt and opening her cunt widely for me, “Is this what you wanted most? My son, please look. See everything that you wanted to see. Take your time. But when you are finished feasting your eyes, please mount your Amma. I am ready for you my dear.”
I was in no mood to wait any longer. Moaning Amma, Amma, I kneeled in between her thighs and bent over her body. Looking straight into her eyes, I asked her. “Amma. Will you please guide me? I want you to show me the way”. Amma smiled, took my steel hard prick into her hand and guided me to the place of my birth. I entered my heaven, my paradise slowly, inch by inch. At last I was there, where I wanted to go for the last 20 years.
I don’t think I can put into words all that I felt when I first entered my mother. Was it really happening? I had pinched myself to make sure it was real. There I was, lying on top of my Amma, with my dick buried deep into her cunt. I was totally delirious and don’t know how I controlled myself from climaxing there and then. I was still, totally still, for sometime in order to regain little control and I think my mom understood my plight and she too was very still. After a while when I was confident that I could hold on, I slowly raised my body slightly above and rested on my elbows.
Taking my mother’s face into my hands and looking straight into her eyes, I said “Thank you, Amma, thank you so much for letting me to have you.”
Suddenly her eyes welled up and tears started coming out and she was crying. My god, I was shocked. Didn’t know why she was sobbing and what to do. I thought she was regretting for whatever had happened between us and I tried to comfort her by saying “Amma, why are crying? Please don’t. This is the only time and I would never bother you again.”
She suddenly put her hands on my back and drew me back to her and hugged my tightly and whispered, “Oh my baby, I am not crying. These were the tears of joy, my son. It is just that I could not control my emotions when you said thank you Amma. Don’t worry; I am happy for what you were to me and what you are to me now. Oh! My sweet heart, I love you. Are you happy now son?” she asked.
My boy! Was I happy? I told her “Amma, I hope you know how happy I am!”
She cooed “I know baby, I know” saying so she drew my face to her face and started kissing and I was totally lost in her love. I sort of lost track of time. The feeling of love combined with lust for my mother was so overwhelming and I started moaning “Amma, Amma.”
Saying “puttu, puttu” (her pet name for me!) She embraced me tightly and started moving her waist underneath me. Her cunt muscles started tightening around my shaft and I nearly fainted. “What a sensation?” It was beyond belief. I felt my dick swelled more and her cuntal grip grew more as well. The urge to start pumping in and out of her cunt was so much but I restrained myself and remained still on my mom’s body, silently enjoying her circular movement of her waist underneath me and I was thanking my stars. When I felt like seeing the place where we came together so intimately, I rose on my knees and looked down. Oh! Boy! What a sight! There was no trace of my prick. It was completely buried inside Amma’s pussy and both our pubic mounds were glued together and all I could see was thick bush of our pubic hairs, fully wet with Amma’s secretion, tangled together and shining! What an erotic scene! I was totally mesmerized. When Amma tried to sit up so that she also could see, I helped her by lifting her upper body with my both the hands behind her back and crawled up, with my prick buried completely in her pussy and rested her on her back against my cot’s headboard. Now she could see easily and she was devouring the sight. Her cunt muscles were doing magic on my dick and I could clearly see her pubic mound swelling every time she tried to increase her muscle grip.
Amma asked “Do you like what you are seeing son? Is this what you dreamt about all these years? Are you happy my boy?”
I grunted “yes” and tried to push my dick still farther inside of her. She brought her hand down and started playing with our pubic hair. Unable to keep still, I slowly started pulling my dick out of her cunt. Amma was so tight and as my dick started coming out it dragged Amma’s cunt lips also along with it as if it did not want to let my dick go out! I pulled half of my dick out and paused to drink that sight in. When it became unbearable to hold still I pushed my prick back into my mom’s cunt. The way her cuntlips rolled along with my sliding cock made me moan. I wanted to repeat the process and did the same, slowly pulling the prick out and sliding it in. While dragging my dick out, Amma was trying to hold me back there by tightening her grip on my dick and I was moaning in pleasure. And when I slid it back into her cunny Amma was cooing happily. What a sight it was! I had seen so many pictures of copulation in my life but what I was seeing happening between me and my mother was unmatched. While devouring the sight I kept on pulling out and pushing in my dick into mom’s cunt. Very soon we established a rhythm which many people say took years to perfect. Such was coordination between my mother and me. While I was drawing out my prick she was raising her waist and was lowering her waist when I was sliding inside of her. Her grip on my dick was so firm that I could feel whatever was happening to my prick inside her pussy. While I was pulling out of her cunt I could feel my slightly up-bent dick head scraping the upper portion of her love tunnel and while sliding in I could feel my shaft rubbing some kind of a tiny button like thing all along my return journey into my birth place.
I was thrilled by Amma’s moaning. Her moaning was growing when my prick head touched a particular spot in cunt while I was sliding out and she was literally panting through out the time I was pushing my member into her. (I later learnt that my dick was titillating her g-spot while coming out and my shaft was caressing her clit while going in). With each passing minute her moaning grew louder and the movement of waist faster. Sensing that mom was exerting herself in raising and lowering her waist to meet my thrusts I grabbed a pillow by the side of the bed and placed it underneath her hips which made her waist movement easy for her. For a moment I took my sight away from the place of our union, I looked at my beautiful mother. Her head and a portion of her back was resting on my cot’s head board and rest of her upper body up to the waist was flat on the bed and her waist rested on the pillow. Her pubic mound was raised to be online with my prick’s base. I slowly increased the speed of my pumping and mom started calling my name in between her moans and started gyrating her waist in fast motion. Sensing that she was about to come I pulled my dick out almost up to its knob paused for a second and then pushed into her cunt in one brutal stroke.
There was so much force in that stroke that my mother was shocked and screamed loudly but by then I had reached the farthest point in her cunt and my pubic mound was pressing her pressed tightly to her cunt opening.
Without letting go of my pressure on her pussy, I slowly bent forward, rested on my arms and took both of her boobs into my hand and massaged them roughly. Then I took one of her nipples into my mouth and started teasing it with my tongue and in the mean time started rotating my hips in a circular motion. My dick was also started rubbing the insides of my mother’s cunt from all the sides and she started crying in pleasure and she to started responding by gyrating her hips in a direction opposite to mine.
I pressed my pubic mound as hard as I could to hers and increased the pace of my grinding. My mother could not tolerate any more and she shook her entire body violently and shouted my name and she was coming. I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting fiercely around my dick and her juices flowing out. I do not know how I controlled myself then from coming along with her, I did not want to come as I wanted our fuck session to continue for a long, long time so that even if I did not get a second chance with my Amma, this one session would have seen that my long cherished dream was fulfilled at least once.
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Katelyn's cheek rested for a long time against the slightly course fabric of his suit. He patted her back gently, then stroked his hand through her long, dark hair. "I'll miss you, sweetheart," he said tenderly. "I love you." "I love you too, dad." It was strange that they had never been so close when she was younger. Most girls her age were starting to push their parents away. But her mother's death three years ago had changed a lot of things. It wasn't dad's fault. The autopsy of the other...
Lesbian“You came here for something. You came here for this,” she said.,voice a seductive whisper of promise. Bumfelt bent down before her, pushed her black skirt up over her hips. Ran his fingers over her stockings. Placed them on her black satin panties and the warm mound beneath. He caressed her through the thin material. She responded, letting out a little gasp, pushing her vulva forwards. “No,” she rasped.“Yes,” stated Bumfelt, circling the pads of his fingers on her panties. In seconds she was...
Mom and I have always been close. We talk about everything, and I rarely hide things from her. I tell her about girl friends, school, future plans, ect. She tells me about her life as well.Mom is around 5'9. She has brown curly hair, that goes down to her hips. She has nice DD breasts, just how I like them. Her ass is is nice and round, and hips curvy. She is 34, but looks great for her age.I have admired her before, but I never thought of her in a sexual way, At least until now. We were away,...
IncestLast January my life changed in a way I never would have thought possible. The following story tells of the even that triggered this change. Before I get into the story let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Angela and I am 21 years old and a housewife in Tucson, Arizona. I am five feet six inches tall and weigh 110 pounds. My husband Travis always tells me I have a great body and he says he loves my 34B breasts. We have been married for a year and a half. Travis is 36 years old. He...
"Can I help you?" Angie turned to a red haired woman about her age. 'Deity. Who is she? The way she holds herself;' "The lounge? I was told ... directed to the lounge. I believe there is be a confidential discussion and I have yet to complete my business." "I'm Sally McGraw, dogsbody and general factotum, the lounge is over here. Coffee?" "Angie Merton. Thank you. Both please before you ask. Have you any idea how long they'll be?" Sally shook her head, returned to her office...
The drive was silent apart from some music that I don't remember. Actually the last few days were silent. Mum and I avoided each other as we each took blame on ourselves. At times when I would give Mum a hug her eyes would immediately moisten and she would break us apart. The only time we spoke was to do with the packing. Personal stuff went into four suitcases, furniture and bulky stuff went into boxes that would follow later. Night fell and accommodation was required, so we pulled up at a...
Hi folks this is Kumar my last name from Bangalore. This is my first post on this site. Here I would like to narrate my first and only full-fledged gay encounter till date about my physique, I’m fair, about 5.5” average built. I’m 24 years old average male working for a well known MNC. The encounter occurred as a one-hour stand with a 26 year old person of almost the same profile as mine, when I was 22. Gay sex to me was not something new since I had xx encounters during my school days since I...
Gay MaleShe quickly moved in front of me and then with one swift motion she unlocked the door and sprang it open. She bolted like an Olympic runner and I took just a second to get my feet going and follow behind. Thankfully the two employees, one of whom seemed to be the manager, were caught off guard by her rapid departure and seemed to have not noticed me just yet.I bolted out after her and struggled to catch up. We both hit the exit, me just behind her, and as I came out, she was slowing down to...
Cheating"Look, it's just a couple of guys and they're really important to the company," her husband replied. "You could probably just give them handjobs or something." He went back to shaving. She was sitting up in bed, mouth open in disbelief as her husband calmly got ready for his day. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood, tying the short silk robe at her waist and clutching it closed near the top. It barely covered her ass as she crossed to the bathroom, and she...
Hi to all! This is my first post here in this awesome site. This story happened just 2 months back. Let me first introduce myself. I am sree vaani, a widow with 2 baby girls. I’m from Hyderabad. I completed my studies with b.com after studies I got married. Just one year back I lost my husband in accident. So to run a family I joined in a job. The nature of the job is net center in charge the boss of my net center is very rich. He has lot of business. This is his 1st business that’s why he...
Raimi the dragoness spent the rest of the morning dragging old fallen trees and large pieces of wood then gathered arm loads of small and medium size pieces for the stove and to use as kindling to put behind her cottage. It was still damp from the day before but at least the sun had come out so hopefully it would dry she told herself. Strut snorted "you make me tired just watching you, what are you doing?" Raimi turned and looked at Strut "I'm trying to get ready for the cold weather, you...
This is the true story of the first girl who really cheated on me.I had experiences before this. I highly recommend reading my first story posted on my profile.You'll have a lot more information, and will be able to get a better understanding of, where I am coming from.This is the first time a was a true cuckold.It was about 5 or 6 months after my experience with Celina, I had moved on a little but not really.I was still hanging out and skating with Colton and Christian(Who is Celina's little...
Naomi and Lucas have a history. Their tumultuous relationship was one that they both couldn’t resist diving back into, time and time again. Primarily, if not entirely, because of their ridiculous sexual connection. It was that fiery, lose-track-of-space-and-time kind of connection, and it was like a drug to them both. After the last time they called it quits, they find themselves at the same party- to which Lucas had brought a girl he just starting seeing. Naomi was addicted to playing games,...
xmoviesforyouShe had dreams her husband was fucking her... Not making love to her but fucking her. His hard cock banging in and out of her cunt. Her screaming and moaning and groaning. His cock never got soft... In her cunt... In her ass... In her mouth. His semen dribbling out of her mouth... Her cunt... Her ass. His tongue reaming it's way into her rectum, slathering her clitoris with his saliva, chewing on her labia. Every time she opened her eyes there was a different face attached to the cock or...
My wife and I get together with our neighbors to play cards to play cards about once a month. We generally have a good time but there are no stakes involved. For a poker player like me who is accustomed to gambling for large amounts of money playing just for fun is a little, well… boring. One night about a month ago, I tried to make the game a little interesting by including some drinking. We started the night playing pitch, with the loser required to drink a shot of Jack Daniels.With the...
CrossdressingHis story Background My wife, Hanna and I are both thirty-something but like to think not fallen into the trap of becoming boring grown-ups! Hanna keeps herself fit doing lots of exercise and has a great petite figure. We have ‘adopted’ two teenage girls, Yolanda and Chantelle, who spend most of their time round here rather than at their respective patents’ houses. Their two families parents live in our road. The parents are grateful for this arrangement as their offspring are going through...
LesbianAdeba Hapgood cringed as the pebbles cut her bony knees. She hated sucking cock in the alley on the gravel. But when you get to the street after 7pm you don’t get to choose your corner. She tried to ignore the pebbles as she swallowed her fifth load of cum for the night. She liked that this man didn’t pull her hair too hard as he fucked her face. The last guy she sucked off almost ripped out her braids. She licked her large pink lips and smiled at the bald man with glasses, while he reached...
I could have sworn that the clock was going slower and slower as it ticked round towards 8.30. Sonia and I both took a swig out of our wine glasses at the same time, then looked at each other and laughed. “Are you as nervous as me?” she asked. I told her that I was although I also told her I was very excited. We were waiting for Tina and Jim to arrive. We had met them during a weekend break a couple of months ago, and over a bit of drunken flirting in the hotel bar discovered that we all had...
SwingerNote : This story is completely fictional! Jared woke up that morning, happy, because his pearents were going out of town that evening, and they wouldn't be back for the entire weekend. He walked to the bathroom to find that the door was closed but ajar. He peeked inside through the crack only to find his sister, Alisa, standing in front of the mirror in a bra and panties doing her hair. He stared at her for a few moments examining her flowing brown hair, her perky breasts, her legs that went...
IncestI have met a guy on this site that shares the same desires as myself and although we live about a thousand miles apart, he has friends in the area that he was about to visit. I suggested that we might meet and that he might be interested in meeting my wife as well. He was all for it. We had talked about our desires and everything just fell into place.He told me the exact date that he would arrive in the area and that he had to spend at least day with his friends before we could get...
When Pyx got back from work, at eight, it was clear that she was upset. After she stripped, and kissed my cock, she couldn't stop pacing back and forth. "How was work, Pyx?" She fell at my feet, bawling her eyes out. "Oh, Master! It was horrible!" Vonda hugged her. "What's wrong, honey? Was someone mean to you?" She shook her head. "Nothing like that." "Well, tell us about it," I said. Pyx sat down on a dining room chair. "It ... It all started right after I arrived for...
after marriage ended I moved into 2nd floor apartment. One of the 1st floor neighbors did cleaning. She introduced her self and offered a free cleaning. few weeks later I accepted and offered her the key. Mr bill I have one already. I work night shift and wake up at 10 or so. In my underwear my sleep stif cock I walk to the bathroom. as I turn the corner and women is wrapped around the toilet. I saw you sleeping mr bill and just started cleaning. come on in here, I did and while I empty the...
“Don’t touch me.” I yelp with a loud tone. ’What wrong little toothpick? Is something bothering you? Are you on drugs?’ She ask with a uneasy tone. ’No! I just want to be left alone right now. She was stun (I guess because ever since knowing me. I always said “no ma’am, and yes ma’am” when ever she ask me something.) “Alright I just wanted to make sure you were ok.” With a force smile I said “ Yeah I’m alright it’s just one of those days.” I guess she could tell something was wrong because...
After 15 years of lusting and fantasizing about my Mom I had made up my mind to finally tell her how I felt. I guess I had reached the point in my life where I knew it was now or never. I thought for a long time about how to tell her. I didn't think I could do it over the phone, and I didn't want the evidence floating around that would have been left by an email. So the only option was to do it in person. That was tricky because it meant that I would have to be alone with Mom, and preferably a...
I worked in a small town about 10 miles from where I was living. After work, everyone would go to one of three clubs. One Friday night I was at one of them. After a few beers, looking around the club it was slow. I paid the tab and headed out to see what trouble I could get into. I made it to the next club. Going in I seen some coworkers sitting at the bar. I found an empty seat on the corner of the bar and ordered a beer and shot. We all were talking, cutting jokes when a guy came up to us...
Introduction: This is the last segment of Evan and the Beach Boys. Enjoy! Brought to you by Penetration Publications. Thank You. Twelve year old Evan had just returned from a fucking session with the notorious Beach Boys. Evan was thinking about cock in his room. He took out his sexy young penis. He was stroking it thinking all about boys. He then had a hot idea. He called his friend Michael. Michael answered the phone. Hello said Mike, Hi its Evan, you wanna come over? responded Evan. Sure,...
I arrived at the condo complex and all 4 the guest parking slots were taken, so I parked up the hill on the street off of University. She met me up on the hill and she had on a simple black short-sleeved dress that stopped above her knees and she wore tan stockings and strappy hills. My thigh-hi’s were bothering me, so we stopped inside the restroom in the exercise room and took them off and shoved them in my purse.Without stockings on and walking down the very step hill down towards the...
Where were we? Oh yes. Christine just kept on driving after I had made her cum in her car while she was driving me home. But as the other story says, she wanted me to be her slave for a few hours. You might remember Christine. Long legged aunt, who always wear skirts and nylons that just clings to her skin. So I sit back in the Mercedes’ warmed leather seats and I let her take charge. She’s driving, and I turn around a little, ogling her. Her breasts are pointing forward and, since she just...
I know a lot of you will think 'What the f**k is this????' but I am sure some will see it for what it is. What is it? Well it is a poetic story for which you can add your own ending. And as it is only about a moment, you can add history if you wish. Essentially it is a little bit of fun, and that is an aspect of this site yeah??? Fun??? So I hope you (those few) enjoy :)She came from afar, well Manchester,And she came looking for him.Stood at the station, he waited for her,Imagining the...
HUMILIATION OF NIECEA few months ago I was contacted by another member of a fetish group I belong to asking for some help with his niece. We met up for a drink and he explained that he had an “Uncle/ Niece “ relationship with his partner they did not live together but she visited at weekends. When they chatted during the week she always was rude to him and she sometimes stole items when she left at weekends knowing she would be punished on her next visit.They both enjoyed this scenario and...
Tuning out, last period, ReligionTeacher, "... now turn to page 175, we will begin comparing themes from the old testament to..."...drifting away...I am smooth, from dancing oils atop ancient volcanic minerals. My body is perfumed with hyacinthe, glistening with flakes of gold and silver. Our baths are carved from solid gemstone. Mine is of rose quartz, pink, like my gem. Fresh pressed cane juice is added to my tub. Like the cane, I am sweet and earthy. I am my Master’s pear. He tears into me,...
LesbianHi all iss story readers especially females.Mera ek regular sex story reader hun. Mera name raj hai mai roorkee ka rahna wala hun magar ab apni further studies ka liye dehradhun mai rahta hun cahlo ab apni story par ata hun. Mera name raj hai ar meri height 5.9 hai ar regular gym jata chalo story ki heroine ka bare mai batata hun uska name hai roshni name changed meri padosan dikhne mai mast mal jo bhi dekhta usse usko chodna ko mann karta figure 30 34 hai gand ek mast ar boobs ek gore...
Aleia wakes up hogtied and is experimented on to see if humans are worthy sexual partners for ankrix, then given to a high ankrix who marks her as his own When she awoke again, she felt groggy and out of it, but as soon as she noticed her hands weren't bound, she shot up. Immediately her head pounded and she groaned. "Lie down," commanded a voice. Aleia looked up and tried to focus as her vision swam on the murky figure standing at a table a few feet away. "I said lie down." She...
I woke in the morning as soft light poured in the window. I went about my morning routine, getting dressed after making sure that Chloe was still out. Once dressed, I made a beeline for the coffee that the steward's had ready in the morning. Once I had some life giving caffeine flowing, I made a clatter and woke Chloe. She lifted her head and mumbled. I laughed and told her, "Why don't you get dressed, and we can grab early breakfast." She mumbled something that vaguely sounded like...
She is squatting in front of a large patch of asparagus that has just burst through the cool spring soil, thrusting itself up towards the sun. I’m working behind her, and she takes no notice as I pick the long, thick stem of the asparagus from just under her. The wind blows again, moving her hair off her tanned neck, tendons and muscles working under the skin as the sweat rolls down them. I trace the tip of the asparagus up and down her neck, tickling her. She lets out a slight gasp of...
I often remember the very first time I had sex with a guy...Who am I k**ding, I was not a willing participant...I was skipping class in the woods near our urban high school. Our lower athletic field was bordered on three sides by a vast area of woods...this consisted of tress and under growth. There was numerous paths thru the area, being that it was well traveled by students and locals. They all crossed or met in different areas of the woods, some in an open area that was well shaded by tree...
So of course I went along to the gym. I got to give the girls a ride there and keep them safe, to be a proud dad seeing Lucie being greeted respectfully by the staff and regulars, and to watch her exercise her awe-inspiring body. I was all the more proud that Lucie wore her loose top and jogging pants over her athletics shorts and top, presenting herself purely as an athlete person. I got the impression I wasn’t the only one who found that made her even more desirable. Not that the more...
Prologue Finally the has plane landed and Danielius was in USA at last. It's his dream country, he wished to come here ever since he can remember. He wanted to attend college in the US, but it was too expensive and schools in Lithuania are free so he remained in his home country. But during the first semester he talked to some people and found out about an exchange program called "Work and travel USA". It's a very popular program outside USA, mostly in Europe and Asia. The way it...
"Your references are excellent Miss. As you know my previous housekeeper of thirty years recently passed away; that dear lady was a paragon of efficiency. My life has been in total disarray without her. I have been taking my meals at the university cafeteria; a depressing experience to say the least and my house is in absolute shambles." "Well sir, I know I can't replace that dear lady but I can clean and cook and many other things you should want." "You were employed lately at the...
Hi this sexaddict667 with his favorite character Aditi’s stories…. Let me begin now as her I love my boyfriend and I am sure of it. I keep checking this because my recent thoughts are making me doubt it. It all changed when he insisted me to watch a porn he downloaded. It was a gangbang video. A busty wife bids bye to her husband and then call a few men home. She undresses herself and surrender her body to them as they feast on her naked flesh with cheer. Initially I wanted to stop watching but...
May woke at five-thirty in the morning. She wore black laced panties with a see threw black bra. She stretched and kissed her husbands cheek. "I'll be back later tonight to fix dinner Allen," she said slipping out of the covers to go dress in her work clothes.She hopped in her car and drove off to work, eager to see what Ranston wanted to do with her. May had on a black long sleeve work suit and a soft frilled white shirt under. She wore a tight mini skirt, it hugged her thighs perfectly...
Straight SexSomething woke me up in the middle of the night. I looked around, then focused my eyes on the clock. 1:13 a.m. My first reaction was to curse, which I accompanied with a yawn. A noise from above had wakened me. I didn’t know why I was so sure, but I was. A nice looking girl named Jessica lives in the flat above me. She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it, pain and pleasure mixed...
FetishBrooke is a very submissive woman that loves the BDSM lifestyle. She identifies as a submissive, but Quinton doesn’t quite understand what that entails until she arrives and sees it for himself. She thrives in high protocol D/s relationships, but notices that Quinton may not see eye to eye. They spend some time getting to know each other before jumping in to some bondage and rough sex. Quinton has learned some rope skills of his own and is ready to put them to good use with Brooke. She is...
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