Mrs Cavendish
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“Don’t start anything you won’t finish before we get home,” I told my wife, Connie, who had her head in my lap and was pulling down my jeans. We were in my ’67 Impala driving the pre-interstate twisty little road from Payson to Phoenix. It was night, but a huge full moon was lighting the sides of the roads (and any large animals which might be there) nicely. Cindy, the oldest daughter of Connie’s best friend, was stretched out in the back seat asleep. The moonlight through the Impala’s vast rear window made it easy to see her panties peeking out from under her hiked up miniskirt.
My warning to Connie was based on her dislike of semen in her mouth, but I didn’t want my cum all over my jeans, and I didn’t want to be left hanging. She kept right on as if I had not said a thing. Getting a blowjob while driving down the road with Cindy in the back seat was too trippy for me to pass up, though, so I checked to make sure her feet were clear back there and let the front seat back so Connie would have more “head” room.
With my dick free of my jeans, Connie pulled down on the shaft to free the head of the foreskin, then began swirling her tongue around it, teasing the glans with the tip. I quickly finished hardening to full size as she slipped her lips over the head and pumped on the shaft with her right hand. She was stretched out on the seat (God, I love those old spacious cars) and I tried slipping my hand down the back of her pants. They were too tight, though, and she made no effort to aid my access. Pulling my hand out, I moved it up under her shirt, along her back, and tried to reach down to her tit. She released my shaft and pulled her arm down to block that maneuver, sliding her mouth down on me until her nose rested in my pubic hair. OK, so it was all about me. I repositioned the mirror so I could see Cindy in the back and stretched my arm out along the seat back.
Connie had always been a marvelous cock sucker and I’d often lamented how sad it was that she didn’t care for the ending. She had tried taking my cum and had reached the point where she wouldn’t puke from it, but she always spat it out as quickly as possible. I wondered how tonight would play out because I had decided I was not stopping the car so she could spit.
Her hand rejoined her mouth working on my dick, the hand stroking the shaft while lips and tongue concentrated on the head. I began having fancy thoughts of Cindy in the back. Her eighteen-year-old body was luscious and I bet her pussy was delicious. I’d seen her tits once a couple of years ago when her drunk and high mom had pulled her bandanna-like top down at the river, giving everyone a good look. Yeah, I could fuck those, and they were big enough to do the job. Those thoughts went straight to my crotch and I felt the first glob of precum flow out into Connie’s mouth. She painted it over the head with her tongue and increased her suction and bobbing.
“You’re going to make me cum, and I don’t want it all over me.” She kept sucking and bobbing. “So, you’re taking it in your mouth?” No change. “Are you going to swallow? I’m not stopping for you to spit.” No change. Fuck. Well, in my mind she was committed. That just spurred me closer to orgasm. I placed my hand on the back of her neck and gripped firmly. I wouldn’t force her to keep her head there if she tried to pull back, but I wanted to encourage her to not.
“God, Connie, you suck dick so good. Keep fucking me with your mouth. Suck my cum out.” I knew Cindy could hear me and wondered if she was really asleep and if so, if any of what I was saying was registering with her. I felt the tension rising in my groin. Focusing on the road and holding a steady speed became difficult. I tried pumping into her mouth, but that caused my foot to move on the accelerator, so I stopped and let her do all the work. Agony prolonged, more precum flowing, lips and tongue working on the sensitive head, hand milking the shaft, squeezing whatever was there out. I felt my legs trembling and my grip on her neck increased. She stroked the shaft faster. Then I came.
“Fuck yeah. Suck me. Suck my cum out. Take it all, dammit, every drop. Suck it!” I shot several blasts of semen into her mouth as her hand milked it from my shaft. After the pulsations of my dick subsided, she made one last upstroke with a tight grip, and sucked out the dregs as her lips left my glans. I glanced at Cindy, but she looked the same as she had through it all.
Connie straightened in the seat. Looking over I saw her dip her head with a frown on her face, then shudder slightly. “There. You don’t have to stop now.” Holy fuck, she’d swallowed it.
“You swallowed?”
“Yes.” She shook her head as if clearing cobwebs, then looked at me and smiled. “Now, let’s get home because I’m wet.” When she said that I realized that I had been picking up the faint scent of woman in heat. Luckily, by the time we got there I’d be ready to go again.
We lived in a small house-behind-a-house arrangement. “Servants quarters” I’ve heard them called, but honestly the house in the front didn’t seem big enough to need servants. However, this would be perfect for perhaps a cook/maid and groundskeeper/driver couple. One bedroom, bath, small everything, but with a nice screened-in front porch. You entered the living room from the porch. Straight back through an arched doorless opening in the wall was the bedroom, just large enough for our queen waterbed (mattress on the floor style). Connie had hung beads across the opening to give an illusion of privacy. To the right out of the living room was the kitchen/dinette and straight through that was the bathroom. After an hour and a half on the road, that’s right where I headed.
As I came back through the kitchen, I heard Cindy saying in a hushed voice, “Did you really swallow? I can’t believe that. God, I’d puke.”
Connie laughed lightly and said, “I have and not long ago. It was a mess. Tonight, I came close, but I’ve been feeding him more fruits and less meat and veggies. That makes his cum taste a little better. Still salty, but not as gross. You know Janet at the bar your mom goes to? She’s the one who told me about it, and it seems to be working.” My, my, what a turn of events. I would have never dreamed Connie had ever considered arranging it so my cumming in her mouth would be palatable, let alone so she could swallow it. I decided to eavesdrop some more. “So, you’ve never tasted a man’s cum before?” she asked.
“Once,” Cindy answered. “It was nasty, like really hot snot, but with a horrid taste. I thought I’d never get the taste out of my mouth. I swear it was there for days.”
“Have you tasted cunt?” Connie asked. Oh, now this might get interesting.
“I tasted mine on his dick before he came. That was not bad, certainly not as bad as his.” Then her voice became wary. “Why. You hitting on me?”
Connie laughed, “No, just asking. I prefer men, but I enjoy being with a woman from time to time. Especially if a man is involved, too. Threesomes rock.” Shit, hon, just lay it out on the table. Oh, my dick’s stirring at the thought.
“Ummm, well I guess it’s good I’ll be sleeping in the living room, then.” Well, shit again. I headed around the corner into the bedroom.
Connie was sitting in the middle of the bed with Cindy on the edge of the side I usually took. Cindy eyed me with an odd look. After I kicked off my shoes I crawled in next to Connie, took her in my arms and laid a long soul kiss on her. That definitely nudged my cock up more.
“Mmmm, you seem ready,” Connie said with a slightly evil grin.
“I’d think after what I heard in the car, he’d be more ready to sleep,” Cindy replied. OK, so she could hear what I was saying, and she wasn’t asleep.
I looked at Cindy. “Hell, girl, that was just an appetizer. I’m good for at least a couple more times,” leaving the unspoken hint hanging.
As I spoke, Connie had pulled a joint from the makeshift nightstand on her side, lit it and offered it to Cindy. She took a hit and handed it to me. The joint made the rounds until we all had a buzz, then Connie put it in the ashtray on her nightstand. After disposing of the joint she moved back to the center and patted the bed on the side that was normally hers for me to lay there. That put her between me and Cindy. She was on her back and I was on my side facing her. Cindy was sitting there staring into space. Maybe the joint hit her harder than it did us. I put my hand on Connie’s belly and began firm circular motions.
“When was the last time you had sex?” Connie asked Cindy.
“Fuck, I’ve not had sex in over six weeks. Mom’s a fucking tyrant,” Cindy replied. Actually, Jean was a tyrant about her younger daughter, not so much Cindy, and with good reason. Kelli was sixteen going on thirty and took after her Mom more than Cindy. I just lay there waiting to see how Connie played this one out.
“Well, we should get undressed for bed now,” Connie said. “You can sleep here or in the living room, whichever you desire, Cindy.” With that she sat up and pulled her top off, followed by her bra. Then she lay back lifting her hips and slid her shorts down leaving only her panties on. I followed in the same manner. When we were done, my hand returned to her now bare belly.
Cindy removed her miniskirt and pulled her bra off from under her t-shirt. Dammit, but she lay back on the bed as close to the edge as she could get. “Is there another hit left on that roach?” she asked. Connie handed her the ashtray and lighter. She got a couple more hits before even the roach clip wouldn’t hold it, then lay back again. Fuck, her nipples were poking up like pebbles under the cloth. My dick hardened against Connie’s leg.
Connie turned her face toward me with her tongue slightly out through her parted lips. Mine reached out and they teased each other until my lips came down on hers and they tangled in her mouth. Fuck, Cindy could watch, join in, or run away for all I cared. I moved my hand up to Connie’s right breast, squeezing and rolling the nipple between my thumb and index finger. Connie’s right hand reached into my shorts and began stroking my cock.
Breaking our kiss, Connie sighed, “God, I’m drenched.” I reached down into her panties and slipped my middle finger into her slit. Holy shit, was she. It was like a pond of hot liquid silk between her legs. Her pussy must have been wide open. I slipped my ring finger in alongside the middle and began slowly finger fucking her. Her hips began to pump slightly matching my rhythm. I glanced at Cindy. She was laying there, hands at her sides, staring up at the ceiling.
With my fingers now well soaked with her nectar, I brought them to her left breast and wiped them off on her nipple. Returning my fingers to her cunt, I did this twice more until the nipple was glistening wetly and fully erect. Connie’s breathing was now heavy, causing her breasts to rise and fall noticeably. Watching Cindy, I pulled Connie’s nipple to my mouth and cleaned the juices from it. I wasn’t sure, but I think her eyes widened a bit as she continued to stare at the ceiling. “I sucked you off,” said Connie, almost pleadingly, “Eat me.”
Rolling on top of her, I began kissing and licking my way down her torso to her crotch, watching Cindy as I did. Cindy’s fingers began flexing, as if she was wanting to grab or touch something. Normally I would continue past the pussy onto the thighs, just to tease, but not tonight. Looking down on her womanhood (note that we had not turned the lights out) I parted her lips with my thumbs. Her breathing took on a ragged edge as her scent filled my nose. She was right, totally drenched with nectar already running down, wetting her asshole. I felt a quiver in her thighs. When my tongue touched her clit, she jerked and let out a short squeal. Her knees bent as her legs came up and blocked my view of Cindy.
I began tonguing her clit in earnest, occasionally sliding down to stab into her well, then back up to the clit. She reached down and tangled her fingers in my hair as her hips matched my tongue stroking. Slipping my index and middle fingers back into her well, I began pumping with them causing a distinct squishy sound.
“I can hear that,” Cindy said. I almost laughed.
“Oh, God, you should feel it. God, he eats pussy good,” Connie gasped. Looking up I saw she had a hand on each breast, pulling and pinching the nipples as her head rolled side to side. “God, his tongue is magic.”
Fuck, I wish I could see what Cindy was doing, the look on her face, but I couldn’t. It was obvious Connie had intentions of her joining us if she wanted, so I decided to make a move. I pulled my fingers out of Connie’s well and reached out for Cindy’s leg. My hand with its wet fingers found her at mid-thigh. There was no reaction when I touched her, or when I began massaging her inner thigh. Slowly I moved my hand higher, rubbing Connie’s pussy juice into Cindy’s flesh (or so the image in my head showed it). When I came to a point where her thighs met, before her crotch, I pulled slightly outward and was rewarded by her opening her legs. Holy fuck, I’m going to get some strange along with Connie. I intensified my licking on Connie’s cunt and she responded with a long whimper.
My fingers found Cindy’s underwear and began stroking her slit through them. I felt her hand wrap lightly around my wrist, but she made no move to stop me. Pressing harder I pushed the fabric between her lips and focused my pressure on her clit. Her hips lifted slightly, then began moving counter to my fingers. After a minute, or so, of this, I moved my fingers down, pressing the fabric into her well and felt wetness seeping through. Then she lifted her hips and I felt her pull her panties off. Once they were gone, she lay back with her legs spread wide, one against Connie’s leg, the other off the bed. Hmmm, what to do now?
As if she’d read my mind, Connie said in a gaspy, breathless voice, “God, Cindy, you’ve got to try his magic tongue. Steve, do her like you’re doing me. She’ll love it.” OK, I know how to take an order. I lifted Connie’s leg and slipped under it until I was between them, then lifted Cindy’s leg and slid under it the same way. Looking up I saw Cindy staring down at me with wide eyes and parted lips. Damn, I wished she’d take that damn top off. Oh, well. Looking down I saw one of the most beautiful pussies I’ve ever encountered. Hairless inner lips just peeking out between the outers, her woman’s well slightly open with a bubble of nectar just peeking out. Spreading her lips with my thumbs brought a chirp (I swear she chirped like a bird) from her. Staring back into her eyes, my tongue began stroking her clit.
“Ahahahahahah,” as her hips quivered. It sounded like maybe I hurt her, but her face said differently, and she made no effort to stop me or move away. I continued working her clit with my tongue.
Damn, she was fresh. I’d forgotten how nice young pussy tasted and smelled. Like veal vs sirloin. I moved the fingers that had been in Connie to the entrance of her well. She wasn’t as wet as Connie, but her nectar had a thicker consistency, like 50W oil vs 30W. The fingers slipped in. She was tighter than Connie, too. Her head laid back and “Ooooooo,” escaped. She hadn’t pulled her legs up, was still laying there like a frog. That was okay with me because I could see Connie watching us through lust-glazed eyes, breathing raggedly through her mouth, hands working furiously on her crotch.
I replaced the fingers on my right hand with the ones on my left. Once they were soaked, I moved my hand toward Connie’s head. “Taste her,” I said. Connie’s eyes focused on my hand and she moved her head to engulf my fingers in her mouth. Cindy’s hip actions had stilled, and her head was turned to watch. Damn, I wished I could see her face. After thoroughly cleaning my fingers, Connie lifted her head from them, looked at Cindy and smiled. Her hands never stopped their actions on her crotch. There must be a puddle under her ass by now and I’d not even fucked her yet.
OK, time for tits. I moved my hands up to the hem of Cindy’s t-shirt and pushed up until the fabric lifted over those magnificent mounds. Cindy looked back down at me, but the shirt blocked our faces. I grasped a tit in each hand and squeezed, massaging and pressing them together; then taking the nipples between thumb and index fingers, I rolled and pinched them. Her hip action had begun again as my tongue continued it’s loving of her clit. My chin was soaked in her nectar. Connie stopped her ministrations on her crotch and reached toward Cindy with glistening fingers. “Let’s get that shirt off. Your breasts are beautiful.” Cindy lifted her hips as Connie pulled the hem up her back as far as she could, then bent her torso up to raise her shoulders and arms as Connie took it the rest of the way off.
“You saw what he did with my pussy juice on my nipple?” Connie asked Cindy. Cindy nodded. “I’d like to taste me on your nipple. May I?” Cindy hesitated, then nodded again, but only slightly. Boy, she was getting an education tonight. The fingers on my right hand slipped back into Cindy’s well, bringing a tremble from her. In fact, there was a low-level quivering going non-stop in her legs and belly.
Connie wet her fingers in herself, then rubbed the wetness onto Cindy’s nipple. Cindy watched, wide-eyed. By now Connie was so wet that as she lifted her fingers from the nipple, a strand of nectar strung out between them. Connie gripped the breast with her wet hand and lowered her mouth to the nipple. “Ahhh,” Cindy gasped as Connie sucked the nipple into her mouth. Her hips bucked against my mouth and I thought she was going to cum, but she didn’t. Connie repeated the process with the same result. Cindy’s eyes were the size of silver dollars and her lips were parted with the pink tip of her tongue just peeking out. The quivering in her legs and belly had increased.
Cindy’s breathing had her breasts heaving. They were marvelous to watch. Areola a medium pink with slightly darker nipples. Nipples almost a half-inch long, as big around as my little finger, and appeared to be rock hard. Connie watched them rise and fall for several breaths as I licked Cindy’s clit and fucked her with my fingers. The bed was soaked under her ass from all the 50W leaking out. It didn’t run easily, but there was so much of it.
“You taste delicious, Cindy, and you said you don’t mind your flavor,” Connie said staring into her eyes. “Would you like to taste me?” Connie held up freshly wet fingers. Cindy stared at them for a few seconds, then closed her eyes (the first time that night, I believe) and opened her mouth. Connie slipped the middle finger in onto Cindy’s tongue. When Cindy did nothing, Connie twisted her wrist around, wiping her juices off. Pulling it out, she slipped it into her crotch to rewet.
Cindy lay there with her eyes closed, mouth still open and unmoving. “More?” Connie asked. Cindy nodded with less hesitation this time. Connie placed her finger back into Cindy’s mouth. “Suck it clean,” she said. Cindy’s lips closed on the finger and it appeared that her tongue was wiping the finger. Connie smiled and after a few seconds pulled the finger slowly out from between Cindy’s lips. It looked much like how Connie pulled my dick out of her mouth to keep from spilling my cum the few times she let me go off into her mouth. This time I saw Cindy’s mouth working, swishing her flavor around in her mouth.
“Do you like my taste?” Cindy nodded. I wondered if she was going to ask Cindy to go down on her. Nope. “How about a taste of you to compare?” Cindy nodded again, no hesitation. Connie reached down, slipped her fingers between my face and Cindy’s crotch, and her finger joined mine in that tight passage.
“Oohhaa,” Cindy groaned as her quivering suddenly increased and her hips rotated. Connie pumped her finger in and out a few times then lifted it to Cindy’s mouth.
“Clean it off,” she said as she pressed the finger to Cindy’s lips. Those lips parted, the finger slipped in, and the tongue went to work. Her quivering was now visible, and her breathing was audibly ragged. “Do you notice a difference?” Connie asked. Cindy nodded slightly then her head went back and began rolling side to side as a prolonged whimper came out.
Her legs lifted and bent at the knees as she raised her pussy to my mouth, pumping against my fingers and tongue. The quivering became small convulsions and her hands took the sheet on either side of her in a death grip. She cried out as her back arched. Her body went rigid except for her thighs and belly which continued their spasms. Oh, and her pussy which was grasping at my fingers, trying to pull them deeper. I heard a cry from Connie as she clenched her crotch with both hands, pumping against them in her own orgasm. The Beatles song “Come Together” played briefly in my head.
After almost a minute both women’s climaxes subsided and they lay there in a post-lust stupor, breathing slowly returning to normal. That’s when I realized I still had my Jockeys on. Fuck! I stretched out on my back between Connie and Cindy, pulled my shorts down and kicked them to the floor, then placed my hands behind my head. My dick was sticking up like a flagpole. Looking first to Cindy on my left, then Connie on my right, I realized they both had their eyes closed. Fuck! I grasped Connie’s hand and moved it to my cock. Her fingers wrapped around it and stroked it a few times, then she said in a voice so Cindy would hear, “Take Cindy. Use her as you want.” A momentary squeeze of my shaft and her hand was gone.
I looked over at Cindy. She hadn’t moved and her face gave nothing away. Rolling over on my side facing her I slipped my hand between her still splayed wide thighs, testing her slit. She was still wet with her 50W nectar. Her breath caught as I slipped a finger inside, followed by another. Damn, even after cumming she was still tight. After working my fingers in and out a few strokes, I rolled over between her legs, positioning my cock at her opening. “Put it in,” I said. She grasped my shaft and worked the head up and down to wet it, then placed it at her well. I sank down into her in one long stroke, trapping her hand between us.
“Uuuhh,” she groaned as I filled her hole. Shit, I’d not had a pussy that tight since high school. I held still, bottomed in her, for a few seconds, then slowly pulled back until just the head remained in. Her hand moved from between us to my back along with her other one. Her nails lightly stroked up and down from shoulder blades to butt and back. I lowered my head and our mouths locked into a kiss, our tongues dancing together. “Mmmm,” she groaned through her nose as I sank back down, faster this time, then ground my pubic hair into her clit. I began rhythmically pumping into her, slowly picking up speed. Breaking our kiss, I lifted up onto my elbows to look down on her. Her eyes were closed, lips parted with that tongue tip just showing between them, and her head began rolling back and forth.
Damn, even though I’d cum once that evening, her tight canal was pushing me to another quicker than I wanted. I began driving harder and faster into her causing her magnificent tits to flop up and down. I had to fuck them. Looking to my left I saw Connie watching, her legs raised and spread, hands working on her crotch again. Cindy’s legs were still out straight, just as they had been when I was eating her. I drove into her several more times, then decided it was time for a change.
She whimpered when my dick vacated her pussy and looked up at me to see why. I shuffled up over her legs to straddle her torso with my dick between her tits. Grabbing one in each hand I pulled them together and began thrusting. With each forward stroke, my dick just bumped her chin, leaving drops of precum on it. God, her tits felt good wrapped around me. I rubbed and pinched her nipples, bringing them back to fully erect.
“Wait,” she said, placing a hand on my stomach. I stopped and she reached behind her head while lifting it, positioning a pillow to prop it up. When she was satisfied, she reached down to my hips and pulled me forward. Now my dick was lined up perfectly with her mouth which opened to let the tip slide between her lips. Her tongue swiped over the glans, cleaning the oozing precum away. I began pumping again in earnest, feeling the tension building in my groin. On each forward thrust, her hands pulled on my hips, encouraging me to move the head further into her mouth.
The familiar trembling in my legs began, signaling my climax. Precum was flowing with every stroke and Cindy was lapping it up. I debated whether or not to warn her when I came. I chose to let it be a surprise and see what happened. Connie had other thoughts on that.
She could read me so well. “He’s about to cum,” she warned Cindy. “Do you want it in your mouth?” Cindy opened her eyes and locked with mine. She nodded. My breathing was now ragged and my hands were trembling as well as my legs. Her eyes seemed to be asking for my cum, or maybe that was my imagination. My thrusting gained speed. Fuck, I was going to cum in Cindy’s mouth, all over that sweet, pink tongue. Fuck, her tits felt good. Fuck, her pussy was tight. Fuck, she was such a hot young piece of ass. Fuck, my hot-assed wife was right there watching. “Shoot your hot seed into her mouth, Steve,” Connie urged, “She wants it. Look at her, she’s dying for it. Blow your wad down her throat.”
“Fuck yeah TAKE IT,” I shouted as I drove forward hard, placing the head fully into her mouth. My dick jerked between her tits as I shot squirt after squirt of semen into her mouth. Damn, it seemed like a lot for having already cum once that day. Cindy’s lips clamped around the head and I felt the tip of her tongue teasing the underside as my seed filled her mouth. Her brow furrowed and her eyes squeezed closed. I felt her belly repeatedly heave under me, as if she was going to puke. Oh, God, wouldn’t that be a mess? But she didn’t. My pulsations slowed and ended. She kept her lips tight against my cock as I slipped it out. I small thread of cum lingered on her lower lip. Fuck, that was hot.
She was holding my cum in her mouth, face still scrunched up, breasts heaving with deep breathing as she focused on not puking. Slowly her face relaxed and her breathing calmed. I figured she must be getting used to the taste, which turned out to be true. “Do you want a Kleenex to spit?” Connie asked. To our surprise, Cindy shook her head. She glanced over at Connie before locking eyes with me. Staring at me as if I was some sort of anchor, she swallowed. I felt her body stiffen under me, her lips tightened, then her face appeared to be frozen for a few moments. She sighed, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. Semen gone.
“Good girl,” I said, reaching back to slap her hip.
“I’m impressed,” said Connie. “You handled the first swallow better than me.”
I gave her tits one last squeeze. “These are fucking amazing,” I said before rolling off to lay on my back between them. “I’m aware neither of you came this round. Please feel free to get together and rectify that situation. I’ll just lay here and watch.” They looked at each other over me and smiled. It was going to be a nice, long night. Fuck work tomorrow.
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There was an article on page eight of the Tribune. Thirty per cent of new graduates could not find jobs. Glenda felt very lucky to be employed in one of Chicago's biggest accounting firms. It was only a clerk's position, but it was better than nothing. She was sure her 5.0 GPA helped a lot, the interviewer seem impressed with that, and that she took accounting classes in high school. The train was slowing for Union Station. Glenda folded up the newspaper and crammed it between the seat and...
So here I am....my bestfriend Justin's cock lying on my bottom lip. His hand slowly stroking it as I await for his sperm. His moans fill the room and turn me on even more. My mouth opens as a bead starts to form on his slit on his head of his 7 inch cock. It's creamy white in color. I could hardly wait for Justin to cum in my mouth...I watched a lot of gay porn and saw videos of guys cumming in other guys mouths and it was hot! I came a lot just watching them and now I was about to get a hot...
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The day after Allan told her of the new arrivals, Glenda went to the transporter. She found the maps in the system for how to get to Jahnville and even the papers were Allan had jotted down the coordinates for the new town where the other humans were now living. She connected to the satellite locator and looked for a signal. She found there was one and she was able to update the maps from it onto an old pad. She was then able to type in the coordinates to the new town. Now all she had to do...
Because of the congested traffic, Warren left the cab in the middle of the street a half-block from his apartment and jogged through the heavy rain to the dryness of his apartment's lobby. Once inside, he ran his hands through his hair and wiped them on his raincoat before removing it and shaking it over the marble floor forming a small pool. Draping the raincoat over his shoulder, he sauntered over to the mailbox and retrieved his mail and perused it, noting with some chagrin they were...
You have a lot of time to think when you are sitting on a cot in a jail cell. No TV, no radio or newspapers to distract you, nothing but a wall with names and dates crudely scratched into it. You could spend time wondering what was behind RAMOS 4-12-81 or what the story was that went with I FUCKED MARIE AND HERE I AM, but I didn't. What I thought of mostly was why I was there — what caused me to be sitting in a jail cell. The primary reason was clear enough; another man found me with his wife...
"Good morning, men. On behalf of the faculty, staff and slaves of the University of Dolcett, I would like to welcome you, the incoming freshman class. I know that most of you have heard something about us, from your fathers, or your older brothers, but now you will be part of over 200 years of grand tradition.""My name is Chancellor Leach, but you can call me Gary. I want you all to know that my door is always open to you. If you need to talk about anything at all, please do feel free to stop...
I had been married to Beth Anne for eleven years when the event that started this tale took place. We had gotten together in the tenth grade, started going steady just before the start of summer vacation between eleventh and twelfth grades and were joined at the hip from then on. We made plans to be married when we graduated from college and one month after that momentous event we tied the knot. Altogether we had been a couple for just a little over eighteen years. We both wanted to succeed...
Enjoy Weekends with my Daughter Hi Daddy she called out to me as arrived at my house for the weekend, Hi Sweetie I said as I gave her a quick hug and kiss hello. Being divorced was hard on me not being able to see my daughter's pretty face everyday and listening to all her stories from her days adventures. Meghan is a petite girl with long brown hair and sky blue eyes, standing at 5' 1" she was a prettier version of her...
He said it couldn't happen again. No more fucking. We needed to be just father and daughter again. Dad had allowed his guilt to overtake him in the past month, and now he stood with his hands on his hips. Trying to be gentle but firm. But I wasn't buying it. Just minutes before, Megan and I arrived at his house and he gave us both big bear hugs. She had moved in next door to us when we were both 10, and Dad watched us grow up together. We were truly just like sisters, and Dad...
Introduction: A new series Im starting, unrelated to the other one. Comments and feedback are always appreciated. I was failing my history class. It was completely unavoidable. I blamed my failure on a combonation of two things: My lack of effort, and the teacher being a complete psycho. The man was near impossible to communicate with, and gave assignments that made very little sense. I wasnt the only person with this problem, and it was not uncommon for my friends and I to have a good bitch...
"When you need to be somewhere, but can't get there? You need the Hideki Ascend. There is no distance that will keep you from making your mark on the world. Be sure to sign up for the Ascend Ambassador program, and you'll always have access to a body in any Hideki location around the world. Be everywhere." The commercial for the new Hideki invention flashed on a nearby screen. It began with a woman looking at flight tickets from New York to Berlin, seeing she missed her flight. The commercial...
Running away, the now feminized Sean finds the Silver Blood Foundation where they help her by teaching the cursed Van Helsing how to fight without her immunity nor with her vampiric abilities, making her a slayer. Shaun discover love and a secret that lets her become a full female, using her latent slayer powers to complete the transformation. Now, ready, she returns home to confront Dracula and end his tyranny. * * * Sean finally goes to the Halloween Party as the girl that he is...
THE REVEREND Joseph wasn't the sharpest pin stuck into that weird little tomato shaped sewing accessory. He did however find an interesting niche to take advantage of in the current situation. He worked for the reverend, a scary small-time gangster that nobody would ever go up against. The reverend was small in stature but had none of the so called "small man syndrome," There was something in his aura that reeked of true power. There were bigger fishes but the reverend had an aura that...
Tel(le) est pris(e) qui croyait prendre... Les sauna mixte et club ?changiste, est un de mes passe temps favori, de m?me que je ne suis un habitu? d'aucun des ?tablissement que je f?requente tellement je varie mes visites. Mais voil? maintenant un mois je me suis rendu au "club myst?ria" c'?tait un apr?s midi, ce club est situ? dans le centre ville d'une grande ville et en ce samedi apr?s midi de d?but d'?t? les gens ne se prom?ne pas trop dans les centre ville de bord de mer, comme vous l'aurez devin?, ils pr?f?...
Note: This story never truly happened. Any names or resemblance is purely coincidental. Second story^^ woo hoo Kendra Douglas was 22 with wavy dark brown hair that reached her ass. Her eyes matched her hair they almost looked chocolaty. She 5'4 and weighing about 150 pounds. Her breasts were a 36c cup and her ass was perfectly rounded. She and her friend Katie stood in line for a club. Kendra was wearing her hair loosely braided as it hung down her back. She had on a wrap dress as black as the...
AnalIt is our anniversary and I sit naked on our bed. When I awokethis morning I was told to shower and to shave every inch of my body, torub lotion and powder on myself so that every inch of me was soft andcaressable. I have done as I was told; I am very obedient. By now thecherry red polish on my toes and my fingers are dry and shiny. My lips areglossed the same color. My eyebrows are plucked and shaped, my lashescurled, my face powdered, my cheeks blushed, my shoulder-length haircombed. I...
Written just for Gwendolyn by JD ‘PurpleHazeFL69’ ’24 Gwendolyn’ Chapters: 1~~ Sweet Arrival 2~~ The Appetizer 3~~ The Main Course 4~~ A Full Second Plate 5~~ Finishing Breakfast ————————————————– 1~~ Sweet Arrival ————————————————– Typically an early Autumn Wednesday in Florida like any other… clear blue skies and toasty heat during the morning, with short but powerful thunderstorms at 5PM like clockwork. Working from home through my internet connection has it’s rewards where I...
Hi this is not a story but i had an idea i am 21 an bisexuali love shemales and i play league of legends on eune server why dont we add each other and play and chat ;-)So you know if you like shemales or guys or you are a foot fetish lover and you play games lets add each other Please DO NOT send me friend request if you are u******e.Hi this is not a story but i had an idea i am 21 an bisexuali love shemales and i play league of legends on eune server why dont we add each other and play and...
A friend told be about his hot time, and now here it is for you! The ReverendIt was summer and I had just finished my first year of college. I knew I was gay and had played with some of the guys in my dorm. I loved to suck cock and guys would often compliment me on my ability, telling me that I must have sucked a lot of cock. I hadn’t, it was passion for cock that showed, not experience. I loved to look at cock, play with it and of course feed on it. I needed a summer job and my dad suggested...
"At what point shall I begin my story, your excellency?" asked Bertuccio. "Where you please," returned Monte Cristo, "since I know nothing at all of it." "I thought the Abbe Busoni had told your excellency." "Some particulars, doubtless, but that is seven or eight years ago, and I have forgotten them." "Then I can speak without fear of tiring your excellency." "Go on, M. Bertuccio; you will supply the want of the evening papers." "The story begins in 1815." "Ah," said...
Miss Henderson was my class teacher. By far she was the hottest woman I had laid eyes on. Every boy in the class had a crush on her. If they didn’t it was cause they were probably gay. She wore clothes that gave nothing away, you could not have guessed her size, or her shape, but I dreamed of her soft breasts suffocating me, her long legs wrapped round me, her pink lips sucking mine as we kissed and her lovely buns caressed in my hands. One day I was out cycling through country lanes when I saw...
Dani Hai was sick to death of the dating scene. She was only 25, but unlike other people her age, she wasn’t interested in the steady and unending stream of meaningless hookups and casual sex. She just wasn’t wired that way. She’d always been a little different, always looking for something real and lasting, not just on the prowl for tonight’s latest conquest. She wasn’t looking to get married, but she at least wanted something that might last through tomorrow. She was beautiful, young, Asian,...
Straight SexI don't remember what made me do it. I was 13, living with my father, a year after mom had passed away. Her death had hit me hard, and my dad said I was a different kid after that, but I don't think he quite knew just how right he was. School had started, and, living in a new neighborhood, I felt like I was just drifting along. The kids at school were incredibly cliquish, and I could see from the beginning that I just wasn't going to fit in. Maybe that's why I did it. It was late...
Stefan, 28, und Tina, 39, sind trotz des großen Altersunterschiedes im fünften Jahr ein Paar. Stefan misst 174 cm und wiegt sportliche 76kg. Viel Sport hält seinen Körper fit. Tina war von Anfang an verschossen in seine breite Brust und seinen Knackarsch. Die kurzen Haare im modischen Wet Look runden den attraktiven Eindruck ab. Immer wieder konnte Tina es kaum fassen, dass sie das Herz ihres so viel jüngeren Lovers erobern konnte. Aber in ihren Träumen kehrte immer wieder die Situation wieder,...
The Wrong Reverend By Suzanne Knight My name is Bob, well I don't use that much anymore, I was a high flying Florida real estate developer until that market crashed with a thud. Now I am bankrupt, I have a nice home but no other real assets. I managed to stash a few thousand in a bank in the Cayman Islands to hide it from my creditors. More significantly, I have no source of income to pay my living expenses and alimony to my ex wife. My only skill or talent is selling and at the...
I was there, right at the beginning. On Monday, the first of January, the latest in a long line of new laws took effect however I really was there when the first public utterance of the initial idea was made by someone in a position to actually make things happen. I know this because I’ve since followed Theo’s career. I’m not suggesting it was originally my idea or that I played even the most ancillary part in bringing the idea to life or anything like that. In fact, it’ll probably never...
Brenda knew she was in trouble. As she walked to her car, her fingers trembled as she reached for her car keys. As she pressed the button to unlock the power locks to her car, she wondered how bad it would be. Brenda felt an uneasy feeling deep within her stomach. She had been a terribly naughty girl and knew she was going to have to pay a heavy price.As she put her car in reverse and backed out of the narrow parking spot, Brenda felt a small stream of cum trickle from her pussy. Not more than...
‘Hey, Anne. Fancy a drink tonight?’ Asked Kevin, while picking up boxes of feed, for his daughters pony. ‘Kevin, how many times have I told you. I don’t go out with married men!’ ‘Aw come on. Just two drinks, I’ll be the perfect gentleman.’ ‘Don’t believe you…anyway I’ve got a boyfriend. Me might object’ she giggled. ‘Spoilsport. Hope he’s looking after you, anyway’ and as he walked past her, gave her bottom a playful squeeze. He did it every time. ‘Hoy…don’t touch what you can’t...
"Hey, Anne. Fancy a drink tonight?" Asked Kevin, while picking up boxes of feed, for his daughters pony. "Kevin, how many times have I told you. I don't go out with married men!" "Aw come on. Just two drinks, I'll be the perfect gentleman.""Don't believe you...anyway I've got a boyfriend. Me might object" she giggled. "Spoilsport. Hope he's looking after you, anyway" and as he walked past her, gave her bottom a playful squeeze. He did it every time. "Hoy...don't touch what you can't afford!"...
Theatrical Addendum.If you have been following the 'Theatrical' series you will be familiar with the characters in this add on, if not I suggest you catch up first.I had one small diversion whilst I was on my own, one night I decided to make another trip to the theatre where it all started, I invited Mary and must confess to being a little disappointed when she agreed, there was no cancellation this night as we took our seats to watch a tribute band thrashing it out on stage, we were only one...
A Keyhole Adventure...An Addendum Upon proof-reading my last story, a factual one, I realized one vignette needed a fantasy ending. As Mom and I finished our farm chore, we walked toward the house to wash up, I reviewed in my mind the show I had seen due to her not wearing a bra this day. Should I ask why? She had to know I could see down her dress as we had to bend down to turn each tray. I finally blurted out..."Mom, you did't wear bra today!" "I know, when did you notice?"...
Addendum Dear readers/fans of my work here on Fictionmania. Thought I would answer a few of your many questions. Thought I'd set the record straight. And if some of you think this is a bitter pill to swallow, well, as they say: "it is what it is." No, I will not be finishing the "Mrs. Hollingsworth Project" series! I know and I am sorry. And it's unfortunate and I apologize for the inconvenience and for such an abrupt stop on a story that many have liked so much including...
HistoricalWhat are the chances? Sure, it’s easy to figure out that half the time the coin will come up heads. But what about the seemingly random events that led to the stars, the sun, the Earth and the moon? How about incidental plagues that defeated invading armies? And then there was this stone. It was an unusual, pretty stone. How likely was it that this rock that coalesced in space would have just those elements and crystalize just like it did? Or that it fell to Earth and landed on this beach right...
IncestMature and Younger, Flashing and Flaunting, Impregnation, Kink and FetishBrenda panted rapid breaths, legs spread, feet in stirrups waiting to have her baby. She thought it would be much easier since Barry had really stretched her, inserting large toys, fist and sharing her with his friends. Having her legs up was a normal position since he got her pregnant. At 39, she hadn't been pregnant in 19 years and was certain back then, she wouldn't have another. It was the unexpected "Bomb Cyclone...
i was home one day when my bestfriend came over she was wearin some boyshorts and they were so tight that u can see every detail of her pussy. she comes in my room while i was sleepin and gets on top of me and at the time i was just in my boxers. she looks down and sees how big my cock is and i automatically feel her pussy juices on my dick she starts to rub my dick and tellin my that she has been wantin my cock since we met and she pulls it out. she sucks my cock and sticks her ass towards my...
Hi, ISS readers, I am Himanshu back again with another sex story which was unexpected and adventurous for me. But before that, I would like to thank all the readers who enjoyed the sex story. I got overwhelming responses for my previous group sex story. It was unexpected though. If in case you missed the sex story, can read the sex story at https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/wonderful-session-with-my-ex-girlfriend-and-her-bestfriend/ If any girls/bhabhis from Bangalore want to have sex...
True story about my girlfriends bestfriendSince her mouth was at just the right height anyway, she immediately bent over and pulled my dripping cock right into her mouth. Her mouth was working wonders on my cock so I decided to test her sucking ability as a true slave. I reached out with my hands and pulled her entire head down onto my cock as I stuffed my foot up her cunt. Her gasp for breath was overwhelmed by her grunt from my foot fucking her cunt. Her cunt was taking my foot deeper and...
I sit on the table, thinking about all that has been happening.Earlier this week, Dave, my Dad's Bestfriend requested me to model for him."My model went off without any notice and i really need a model for a trial shoot with the new camera. You're in a really nice shape sweetie. You'd owe me one", he had said.Ofcourse I couldn't refuse. It was the first time someone had noticed me or my body at all. At school, no one would bat an eye towards me.I eat my dinner watching everyone at the table, my...
My legs were wide open and he came and held them apart as he slid in slowly and just said am horny too we had all gone out for drinks.my husband his bestfriend mike and his wife cynthia.we were to all crash back at their place after .At the club we were alk dancing and would exchange partners just to dance . when mike and i went to dance he asked me to go back to the car with him so that he could take his jacket.We walked to the car just making small talk.we had all came in mike's car .we had...
Cheating WifeMy legs were wide open and he came and held them apart as he slid in slowly and just said am horny too we had all gone out for drinks.my husband his bestfriend mike and his wife cynthia.we were to all crash back at their place after .At the club we were alk dancing and would exchange partners just to dance . when mike and i went to dance he asked me to go back to the car with him so that he could take his jacket.We walked to the car just making small talk.we had all came in mike's car .we had...
Cheating WifeJohnny B. Brenda ----------------- Disclaimer: No one and nothing in this story is real. If you have any questions or like my story, tell me at [email protected], k? -------- Synopsis -------- Johnny hates his workmate Brenda. He's given the chance to do something about it when he's suddenly in her body. ----------- "She did it again! That bitch!" Johnny was fuming. He couldn't sit down any more and his buddy watched him pace around in their section of...
Author: male raised in a rural area with not much to do when growing up, luckily sex was a big part of life in those days. While of average height and looks I was pretty tanned and toned due to an active outdoors lifestyle. These stories are true and not embellished * but names have been changed as I still know some of the subjects 40 years later &hellip, *This story is mostly true &hellip, I have just taken things a bit further than what actually happened by adding a bit of fantasy to the...
Fiona opened her eyes and drank in her surroundings.Hot sunlight radiated through the windows of Cuppa Joe’s, where it mingled with the noisy effusion of the espresso machines, and gave the café a confined, sultry feel. There was a defined bustle of other patrons, and the air seemed crowded with conversation. She and Mark were fortunate to even find a table today. As the chattering continued, Fiona raised the cup before her and took a sip of her steaming soya mocha, enjoying the slight burning...
FetishRealtor WendyWendy knew what she was doing, she had a craving to meet up with young guys, especially young black guys with their rampant sex drive and as she had found more often than not were blessed with big black cocks. Wendy had known for a long time that her husband wouldn't be able to satisfy her sexual desires and cravings.Wendy had managed to find a style which suited her perfectly as the woman who craved sexual encounters with young men. Most days she would wear a tight fitting vest...
Calendar Boy/Girl A Timber Grove Story by Trinity CHAPTER -ONE- -December 31tst 2013- Trent walked up and down the aisles of the Timber Grove Thriftshop looking for something rather specific. He was looking for something that his wife new would enjoy, but he was having a hard time finding something he knew she would love. "Can I help you?" Trent looked up and saw a very lovely girl standing in front of him and he couldn't find any words. She had long curly brown hair and...