Heather and Steven
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Steve's thrusts became more urgent, and he became more vocal. "Oh God, I'm going to cum… Oh… Oh… I’m coming!"
Heather quickened her pace and rubbed her clit, I stroked furiously, accidentally taking a step into our bedroom. Steve moaned out, shooting ropes of cum into Heather's pussy. Heather's body shook in pleasure and slumped back onto Steve's chest, and I shot a load onto the carpet and my hand.
I ducked out of my hiding spot, grabbed my swimsuit, and headed for the truck. Heather slid off of Steve's chest and onto the bed. She turned to him as he put his arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. She lightly stroked him, running her fingers through the hair on his chest. Heather traced her finger along Steve's chest, down the middle of his abdomen to his matted pubic hair. She ran a fingernail along the length of his deflating cock, causing it to jump.
"Is that the garage door?" Steve exclaimed.
"Yea… he must be back…" Heather replied dreamily.
“I gotta go! Where are my clothes?” Steven exclaimed.
“Relax, he’ll be fine…” Heather replied, shaking off her orgasm.
Steven froze as he heard footsteps on the stairs. There was no way out now. I’ll just apologize and promise to never do it… her, again. Hopefully Heather backs me up. He thought to himself as the footsteps grew closer to the top of the stairs.
I turned into our bedroom to see Steven sitting naked on our bed, his eyes as big as saucers, breathing heavily. My wife, also naked, lay next to him. Her hand lazily tracing circles on his thick thigh.
Steve blurted out incoherently, “Hey… look I just… I’m really sorry... I… "
I held up my hand to stop his babbling, “I saw the whole thing… it was really hot.”
Steve’s expression changed to utter confusion, he turned to my wife questioningly.
Heather opened her eyes and looked at him mischievously, “Oh… didn’t I mention my husband would be watching us?”
“NO… I’m quite certain I would have remembered that little detail!” he declared emphatically.
Heather looked at him and smiled wickedly, “Sorry about that…”
Steve turned back to me, “so… you’re cool with this?” He gestured at himself and Heather.
“Completely,” I replied nodding my head. I went on to explain how Heather and I had come to venture down the road of adultery. Truthfully, adultery was not the right word for our situation, as she had full permission to explore as she liked. I also had the same permissions, I simply had not found anyone to pursue as of yet. It was much easier to find men for Heather, men willing to wander outside of their vows or who were not particularly bothered by hers. And I had come to realize how much I enjoy watching my wife being pleasured by other men, it was my personal porn movie starring my beautiful wife.
Steven seemed to understand our situation but wasn’t completely clear how he fitted into it. Heather went on to explain that while she was free to take as many lovers as she wished, she preferred to enjoy one at a time, allowing the situation to run its course. Steven shrugged his shoulders in understanding. He went on to confide that his sex life with his wife Karen was nonexistent. Because of that, he had taken to bedding many of the ladies in the neighborhood, generally while their husbands were at work. Steve’s profession allowed him to work remotely or from home quite often, and he took advantage of his flexible schedule to chat with the women in our complex. He told us we would be surprised how many of the ladies in the complex required regular servicing. He listed off many of our neighbors, highlighting the naughtiest or kinkiest of them. I found several of them very surprising, and others very intriguing. In particular, our friend Rachel, whom Heather and I have spent quite a bit of time with, along with her husband Vince. I had also helped her out one day at her place, if I knew then what I know now… He then went on to regale us with abbreviated versions of his greater conquests.
I asked if his wife knew of his dalliances. He replied “probably… I guess it’s don’t ask, don’t tell.” After hearing that, her interaction at the pool made more sense. Heather continued sliding her hand up and down his thigh as we talked, each time she slid closer to his massive cock. Steve was becoming more erect as he recalled his stories and as my wife teased him with her fingernails. Heather rolled over, resting her chin on his leg just below his groin. Steve laid his hand in her messy blonde hair and stroked it. His cock reacted to my wife’s breath on it, enlarging and snaking up his thigh toward her face. I watched attentively as it crept slowly toward my wife’s mouth, she stuck out her tongue and flicked it across the deep red head of his penis. Steven gasped as she did, his hand clutched a handful of her blonde hair. His cock continued to advance and grow, Heather opened her mouth and took him in as it reached her. Steve drew in a sharp breath as she closed her mouth over the massive head and swirled her tongue around it. My wife bobbed up and down his shaft, watching her pleasure him caused my cock to immediately harden. I reached down and untied my swim trunks, allowing them to fall around my ankles. I stepped out of them and pulled my shirt off. I stroked my cock slowly as my wife licked and sucked Steve’s massive organ.
Heather popped her mouth off the thick erection, “I think I’m ready for round two… let’s get cleaned up and get to it…” With that, she hopped off the bed and walked toward the master bathroom. Steve quickly followed her swaying bottom, grabbing a handful of butt cheek as he caught up to her. Heather squealed as he groped her ass. I heard the water turn on in the shower as I slowly stroked my erect penis.
Heather poked her head into the bedroom and looked at me, “you coming, Baby?”
“Yes I am!” I answered enthusiastically. I hadn’t considered it and we didn’t discuss this possibility, but I was fine with it. The three of us pressed into the oversized shower stall, Steve and I sandwiched my wife, Steve in front and me behind. The hot water beat down on our bodies, the water lubricated our skin and allowed us to slide against each other.
Steven faced Heather and began to soap her. I began to rub soap on her shoulders and down her back. She softened under the thorough attention, her eyes closed and her head drifted back, her face pointing toward the shower ceiling. Heather began to coo as Steven and I rubbed her body with soap, ensuring every inch of her was cleansed. I focused on her beautiful ass, sliding my soapy hand into the cleft of her ass. I tickled her little puckered hole as I cleaned. She pushed her ass back into me, causing her breasts to lewdly stick out at Steven. He gladly soaped and cleaned them thoroughly with both hands. Heather began to roll her buttocks up and down on my now erect prick. Her hands were full of Steven’s immense cock, which she slipped her soapy hands up and down.
The hot water was beginning to dwindle, so we rinsed off quickly and exited the stall. We both dried Heather, paying particular attention to her breasts, pussy and ass. Now all clean and recharged, we adjourned to our California king-sized bed. Heather took a position in the middle of the bed while Steven and I each chose one side of my wife. My wife and I locked eyes and I kissed her passionately, our tongues wrestled in her mouth and my hand slid to her breast. Steven had latched onto her other breast, sucking and nibbling on her nipple as he massaged her meaty bosom. Heather squirmed under our attention, her heels dug into the mattress, her pelvis lifted from the bed and humped against the air, demanding attention. She moaned through our kisses, her one hand entwined in Steven’s hair, the other between my legs.
Steven kissed and licked his way down my wife’s flat belly while I continued to kiss her lips and enjoy her hand slowly stroking my erection. Heather continued to grind her pelvis against nothing, thrusting into the air, grunting and moaning. Steven moved his face to her pussy and began to slowly encircle her labia with his tongue, torturing her with his soft and indirect touches. Heather broke our kiss and tossed her head from side to side mewing and grunting, trying desperately to attain more stimulation on her sensitive clitoris. Heather gasped audibly as Steven’s tongue reached her clit. She pushed her pussy up into his mouth and he responded by pushing his tongue deep into her vagina. He licked the inside of her, then moved out and circled her clit several times before inserting it back inside of her. Heather was lost in pleasure, I watched her enjoy his ministrations on her pussy for a few moments, realizing just how gorgeous my wife was.
Quickly though, my own desires overtook the tender moment. I threw a leg over my wife, straddling her chest and placing my cock between her large tits. A small squirt of lube added the necessary stimulation as she pushed her mammaries together around my cock. I slid in and out of the titty tunnel, touching her chin with each stroke. She moaned again as Steven continued his assault on her clit and pussy, I drove my erection into her mouth when she opened her lips to emit another groan. She grabbed my ass with both of her hands and pulled my cock deep into her mouth. I steadied myself on the headboard and began to gently fuck her face. Heather dug her nails into my cheeks as she approached her first orgasm. “MMMMM… MMMMMM… MMMMM” was all that came from her mouth as I slid into it while she came. Her legs shook and her abdomen quivered rhythmically. I pulled my cock from her mouth and climbed off of her. Steven moved to the top of the bed for some oral attention. Heather turned her head to him as he brought his large cock to her face. Her cheeks bulged obscenely as she struggled to accommodate his large cock. Steven stood at the edge of the bed and slowly pushed his penis into my wife’s mouth, then withdrew it until only its bulbous head remained inside her lips. Heather allowed it to pop from her mouth, grabbing the shaft she licked the underside of it teasing him by running her tongue around the head.
I watched my wife work on Steven’s cock for a moment, enjoying her passion and exuberance as she licked and sucked him. Steven steadied himself on the side of the bed and arched his back, sticking his cock further into Heather’s mouth. He grunted and moaned as my wife worked over the head of his penis with her tongue. She pulled his thick shaft into her mouth between moans, causing him to change from guttural moans to a higher pitched, “Oooooooooooh, yes!’
I ran my fingernails down over my wife’s taught abdomen as she stuffed her mouth full of our neighbor. She pushed up into my hand as I went on watching her and Steven. My hand drifted to her damp, smooth pussy. Finding her clit, I slowly circled it with one finger, causing her to thrust her pelvis off the bed, searching for more stimulation. Suddenly grabbing his cock from her mouth, Heather begged, "Please… put this big cock inside me.” She scooted to one side of the bed and allowed Steven to climb up, never releasing his hard cock from her hand. I moved out of their way and continued my voyeurism from the side of the bed. Heather spread her legs and guided him by his erection onto her. She rubbed the big head against her clit then pushed it into her wet pussy.
“Oooooooooooh, aaaaaaaaaah, yessssssssss....” she hissed as he sunk completely inside of her.
Heather wrapped her legs around his waist as he bottomed out in her vagina. He wiggled his hips, rubbing against her without withdrawing his considerable organ. Heather grunted and screamed out as another orgasm washed over her body. Her legs released their grip on Steven and shook uncontrollably as her heels dug into the mattress, pushing her pelvis up into him. Steven allowed her climax to wane, smiling down at the beautiful blonde beneath him. He then slowly withdrew his erect cock from her, reinserting it until his orange-sized balls rested on my wife’s ass. He repeated this tender motion as Heather squirmed under him, her hands grabbed his buttocks and pulled him fully into her. Yet another orgasm tormented her as he ground into her.
“Please… please… please…” she whispered as she recovered from the latest peak. “I just need a moment” she implored breathlessly.
I had been absentmindedly stroking my erection as I watched my neighbor pleasure my wife to the point of exhaustion. Heather noticed me stroking myself and extended her hand toward my hard organ, taking it from me, and gently massaging it. I stepped toward her as a jolt of pleasure immediately surged through my body. She led me closer and opened her mouth to take me in. She swirled her tongue around my glans, nearly causing my knees to collapse. As soon as she started, she released my erection from her lips. “I need to be on top for a while,” she said very matter of factly to Steven, causing him to roll off of her.
Heather threw a wobbly leg over Steven and settled onto his pelvis, his big cock nestled between her buttocks as she did. Heather reached underneath herself, grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her swollen labia minora which were purple and nearly covered the rest of her external vagina. She slowly lowered herself down onto the massive organ, she let out a contented sigh as her buttocks came to rest on his pelvis. Heather rested her hands on his hairy chest, adjusting to the fullness in her vagina. Almost imperceptibly, her hips began to gyrate, rolling her pelvis forward and grinding her clit against his pubic hair. Heather’s body shivered and she collapsed forward onto Steven’s chest, panting heavily. Steven wrapped his arms around my wife steadying her on his chest. He then slowly withdrew his cock and pushed it back in, slowly fucking her as she rested on him.
I watched intently as his huge cock slowly moved in and out of my wife’s pussy. With her chest resting against his, my wife’s ass stuck up wantonly into the air, beckoning me to play with it as he fucked her. I climbed onto the bed behind Heather, admiring her perfect ass and Steven’s big cock gently working its way in and out of her pussy. I ran a finger between her butt cheeks, tickling her little wrinkled asshole. Heather pushed back into my finger each time I touched her puckered hole. I grabbed the lube and smeared a bit onto my wife's asshole. The cool goo caused her to squeal as I applied it to her bottom. I worked one finger completely into her butt, she responded by grunting into Steven’s hairy chest and pushing back into my hand. My hand began to pick up their rhythm, pushing in fully as he was buried in my wife. I added a second finger into her as they continued their slow, steamy fuck. “Oooooooooh....” was all that escaped her lips.
My erection was becoming painful, it’s protracted condition and lack of stimulation was causing me discomfort. The purple head stood out proudly, a string of precum attached my cock to the edge of my wife’s buttock. I added a bit of lube to the cleft of her ass and laid my penis into it. Stroking up and down the length of it while Steven continued to gently and sensuously fuck Heather. Her head still rested on his chest, his arms around her tan back, her arms around his neck. Her large breasts bulged out as he squeezed her to him. I continued to stroke myself in between her butt cheeks, pushing the head of my penis against her wrinkled hole each time it passed. Heather cooed and grunted under the attention she was receiving. As my cock ran along her ass, she pushed back into me as the head touched her asshole. I pointed it at her asshole and gently applied pressure, allowing her to nudge my cock into her. The head popped into her rectum and Heather grunted and began to quietly moan as Steven sustained his agonizingly slow strokes into my wife’s stretched pussy. I advanced fully into her, my thighs resting against my wife’s round rump. I leisurely withdrew, matching his strokes on the bottom. Heather could only coo as two cocks simultaneously entered and pulled out of her. We kept our easy pace as Heather’s breathing rapidly increased, signaling another climax was approaching. Her body shook in between Steven and I, her orgasmic contractions gripped my penis in her rectum as we both waited for her to recover.
Heather lay quietly on Steven breathing deeply as she attempted to regain her senses, I began easy strokes in and out of her backside and Steve followed suit. Heather immediately shuddered again, crying out, “Aaaaaaaah… oooooooooh.” Breathing heavily she pleaded, “Please.... Please… you have to stop… I can’t take any more.”
“... but Babe, Steve and I aren’t finished,” I said to her in a teasing tone.
“I know… I know, I promise I’ll take care of both of you, I just need a minute…” she begged, still unable to lift her head from our neighbor’s hairy chest. I pulled my hard cock from her ass and climbed off of her and stood at the edge of the bed. Heather slid off of Steven’s chest, rolling onto her back and panting heavily, her legs splayed salaciously on the bed. She settled onto a pillow and sleepily opened her eyes, turning her head to look at Steven. She grinned at him as her eyes trailed down to his very large erect penis. My wife then turned and gave me a sexy smile, looking down at my hard cock. She signaled me to come closer, taking my cock into her hand. She moved her hand down the slippery shaft and back up to run her fingers over the head. Heather ran her finger across the head of my straining cock and gathered a drop of precum. She slid this across it and tickled my frenulum.
“Ooooooh, Baby! I’m cumming!" I grunted and pushed my hips toward her. Heather stroked me quickly and pointed my spurting erection at her breasts. Thick ropes of cum shot onto her breast, chest and neck. My climax slowed and cum covered her hand as it ran down my cock. Heather released my erection, brought her sticky hand to her mouth and licked my juices from her fingers. Steven slowly stroked his thick rod as he watched my wife run her tongue over her fingers. She finished and reached out her other hand to him, wrapping her delicate hand around his meaty penis. Turning toward him, she placed both hands on him, her thumbs on the sensitive underside of his head. Heather gently teased his frenulum, alternating her thumbs as she ran across it. Steven grunted and inhaled deeply thrusting himself at my wife’s face. A thick jet of his cum splashed onto Heather’s cheek, she quickly opened her mouth and aimed the remaining sprays onto her tongue and between her lips. She then pulled him into her mouth as his orgasm diminished, licking and sucking the last of his fluids from him.
Heather rolled onto her back and reached above her on the bed, trying to find a pillow. Propping her head onto one, she grinned and looked back and forth at the two men she had completely drained. Her beautiful face and large breasts were covered in semen and we were all in need of a shower and a nap. She grinned and said, “That was fun, boys… we should do that again.”
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For the last several months Mary had been locking her door at night. She hated doing it, since it showed a lack of trust of her son, Steven. But he was in puberty now. She saw the way he looked at her, at how he tried to peek up her skirt or down her blouse. How he just happened to be lurking outside the bathroom when she came out of the shower. His hormones were raging, and it didn’t much matter to him that Mary was his mom. At bedtime, he now gave her lingering hugs. A year ago he hated hugs....
Clouds began to gather in their usual late afternoon fashion, blocking out the tanning rays of the sun. My wife Heather looked over at me, “ ...looks like pool time is over” she sighed with obvious disappointment in her voice. I began to pick up our pool gear and put it in our bag, folding the towels and tossing in our portable speaker. Heather put the last of our cocktails back into the cooler and closed the lid. She then slipped a pair of tiny velour shorts over her white cheeky bikini...
Wife LoversHeather made her way home through the afternoon rush hour traffic. As usual, her thoughts turned to her son, Chris, and their plans for the evening. As a single mother she’d had these thoughts countless times on a countless number of drives home through the years. Did Chris have ball practice, and was it her turn to drive? What would they have for dinner? Had he finished his homework, and did he have clean clothes for school tomorrow? Of course, Chris was in high school now and many...
AS THE SUN ROSE over the eastern horizon, the donkey began to bray a complaint of hunger and Steven awoke to find Madame Selah Welinska wrapped in his arms beside the dying embers of last night’s fire. She stretched luxuriously, turned her face toward him, and smiled, then snuggled back down into his arms. He gently extracted himself from her embrace and went to tend the braying donkey. When he reached the animal, he discovered that it was tethered just out of reach of a tasty batch of...
My bride Heather and I were staying at an ocean-front resort on the island of St John's, relaxing on an idyllic, crescent-shaped beach during the first day of our honeymoon. The sand was a fine white powder, palm trees bowed toward the horizon and the sun sparkled like diamonds on the light-blue waters. Adding to the scenery were many scantily clad bodies laying on towels or walking the beach. Going topless was optional, and although several of the female tourists partook in the local custom,...
Heather ? Capd'Any Heather -Cap desetmana 1 Heather 2 El Cotxe 4 La Festa 5 Dissabte 8 N?ria obeeix 9 Dinar 9 Proves A 10 HabilitatArt?stica 1 10 Bellesa iSeducci? 11 Forma F?sica 1 13 Sopar 15 Nit Dissabte 16 Proves B 17 HabilitatArt?stica 2 17 Compenetraci? ambla parella 18 Forma f?sica 2 20 Proves C 23 HabilitatArt?stica 3 23 Dolor 25 Capacitat Sexual27 Sopar i Premis 31 L'ad?u. Va alPalau 33 31 de Desembre de2000 19:00 Heather La Heather t? 23anys i ?s una bona concertista de piano i intel...
continued.....Before dawn on the sixth and final day of their honeymoon, John lay in bed listening to the soft spray of water far below their window. He could make out conversations in Spanish and the sound of metal scr****g on asphalt. He envisioned the ground's crew, dressed in their green shorts and polo shirts with the resort's name written in gold script over the breast pocket, hosing down the pool area, aligning chairs in curved rows along its k**ney shape and covering them with the foam...
1 ?Miss me Duncan?? the whispered words sliced through the silence. That was how it started. Cold, harsh, calculated. She didn't have to see who spoke them. ?Cheating death itself these days huh Marcott,? the blond fired back. That comment brought a chuckle from the woman, who pressed the cold barrel against Heather Duncan's neck. ?You know I couldn't die. There was too much unfinished work to do,? Mallory hissed. Heather heard the soft clacking of her shoes as she...
It was Wednesday evening at our favorite little dive bar; I was having dinner with my wife, Heather. I enjoyed a nice microbrew, my wife having her usual vodka and soda. We talked about our day, the kids, the bills, weekend plans… the usual long-married couple conversations. Somewhere in those conversations, a man sat down at the bar next to my wife. He was a handsome black man, mid-forties, stocky with closely cropped salt and pepper hair.We finished our dinner and continued talking. The...
CuckoldHeather and Will hadn't seen each other for a almost three weeks, except for a couple “quickies”. Will would drop by after work and we would immediately retire to the bedroom for a hard, fast fuck. While Heather still seemed satisfied, I didn't enjoy watching these episodes. It felt like Heather was just being used as a fuck toy. The biggest attraction of this whole scenario for me was seeing my beautiful wife not only being sexually satisfied, but wooed and treasured in way I would, if I...
CuckoldHeatherMy Wife, Heather, and I, Dave have been married for 25 years and have brought up 2 k**s, who no longer live at home with us and we recently down-sized our big house for a 2 bed-room mini-home that is 68 feet long and 14 feet wide and very nicely laid out as we designed it ourselves. She is 45 years old and I am 46 years old and time has been on her side as she looks at least 10 years younger than she is.After the k**s went to college and university, Heather decided to go to the gym and...
Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the dirt parking lot towards the distant set of barns and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrivals for today’s rodeo, and as a stable hand, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up. Behind him, his wife Heather was gathering her own supplies, arranging food in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the opposite side underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She...
Heather lay, deep in thought. Her husband Roger snored beside her. It was a long time since she felt this alive, as if a sleeping dragon within her had awoken, breathing fire. Earlier in the evening she had caught her husband's nephew Dan naked with a gigantic erection. He needed help removing a metal ring stuck around his penis and as a nurse she was glad to provide professional help.Remembering his thick shaft in her hands, she knew she had to take full advantage of this opportunity. An 18...
My teenage daughter, who made a pornographic video for me last night, was on her way home to perform in front of the camera again tonight. She had known the webcam I installed to watch the baby had fallen, changing it's view from the crib, to directly capture the activity from her bed. Instead of being upset about it, Heather enjoyed knowing I was watching her masturbate.I hurried to the kitchen to refill my glass of bourbon, then decided to just take the whole damn bottle to my bedroom. I knew...
IncestIt was Friday night and again I was thinking about Heather. I couldn't stop daydreaming about last week with her. That cute little blonde's tight ass was so incredible. Tonight Heather was going to take her next step into the world becoming a slut, only she didn't know it yet. She was in for quite a surprise. Christine and I had it all planned.We wanted Heather to realize that we were now in total control of her sex life. We wanted her to know that from now on she was our sex slave and was...
Heather Preston struggled playfully at the bonds that held her. She lay naked in her back yard. Her arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the ground. She had been left this way by her husband, Jim, as part of their game. Heather loved bondage a ****-fantasy and Jim loved being dominant, so the two made a good couple in the bedroom. One of their little games was to have Heather bound and exposed outside. Where she would be 'forced' to give Jim a blowjob before he left. She...
HeatherHeather found herself on a beach, pounded by the surf and lashedby the wind and rain. She supposed it must be the coast of Spain,but all that mattered at that point was survival. She crawledupward and hid among some rocks, her shoes lost, her clothingsodden with sea water. At dawn, some peasants, searching forvaluable jetsam after the storm, found her. She could not run fromthem, for her bare feet and full skirts, wet, heavy, clinging,impeded her, and she was, in any event,...
I was surprised to get a call from work one afternoon from Steven. It had only been four or five days since that hotel incident. It had taken a few days to recover. He asked how I was and if he could call me at home. I gave him my number. Steven called me late that night. He went on and on how great a time he had with me and wanted to know if I liked it too. I was honest and said the money helped with the pain. Steven listened to me as I went over the things I liked and disliked about the...
DIRECTIONS WERE easy to come by, but difficult to follow. Each person Jasper took Steven to see had an idea of where the road south to the dragon lay. “Well, now,” said one grizzled old farmer, pointing, “you want to follow the main road out thet way. You don’t want to follow any of the other roads because they don’t lead anywhere. Thet one, for example, just goes out to Maggar’s place and it don’t go no farther. Thet one over thar, it just go to ... well, I don’t rightly know. En’t nobody...
VERY LATE THE NEXT MORNING, Xandros the donkey gave up standing between the staves of the cart waiting to be harnessed and wandered off to graze on the tufts of weed that grew near the quiet campsite. Soft moans issued from beneath the draped canopy tent but they did not seem to indicate pain. It was not, in fact, until the next day that they moved their campsite. Over the next several days, they moved the campsite less frequently and shorter distances. As the traveling trio progressed...
IN THE EARLY LIGHT of the morning, Steven George rose from the arms of his lover and faced the mountain. The wind had sprung up in the night and tugged at his hat. He took it from his head. A sheepskin, duck feathers, a snakeskin, a chicken bone, and two talismans. It was ridiculous. What could he have been thinking to make such fantastical stories about this hat? Something else had changed as well. Steven George no longer wished to slay a dragon. Still, the path lay directly before him, up...
When last we saw Heather, she and Danielle had been together with me on a photography trip and an unplanned marathon sex session. It was time to review the pictures I took. I was to be at her place at 9 on a Saturday morning. I was early. What I found was quite a surprise. I walked up to her place and knocked on the door. All I heard was the quick scurrying of people. I had interrupted something. Heather came to the door all disheveled. Her curly strawberry blond hair was all fly away. She was...
Straight SexI slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
“Heather! Wait up!” I called. My sister, several paces ahead of me, did a slow swing-turn around a street sign, using the post for balance until she was facing back towards me. She wobbled unsteadily on her high heels also, but at least she was in possession of both her shoes. “Shhhhh!” Heather shushed me, bringing her fingers to her lips in an exaggerated motion. “You’re SOOOO... NOISY, Courtney! You’re going to wake... like... like... EVERYONE!” she admonished loudly, gesturing vaguely...
There was a time before marriage and becoming parents that my wife and I partied almost every weekend. We would work our fingers to the bone during the week and spend Friday and Saturday nights out with all types of friends. This led to quite a few erotic encounters during those formative years of our relationship that helped lay a solid foundation for a healthy and fun sex life. However, there was one that still stands out in both of our minds.Just shy of fifteen years ago, my then fiance...
I pulled into Heather's driveway around 6:00am. I had been told the day before to be there in good time as they had a very special day for me planned. As I got out of the car and headed to the door I noticed a UHaul truck backed part way in the garage. Wondering what exactly they had in store with that, I kept heading to the front door. I rang the doorbell and was met almost immediately by Heather and Nicole. They were both dressed like prostitutes, but ready for the day...
Good morning! Heather texted, captioning a pic.CJ caught me being silly this morning. HahaGood morning, sweetie! Very cute pic! I sent, in reply.Are you working from home today? Heather asked.Yeah. You work today? I replied.No. Working out, then heading home, Heather texted.It's reasonable to say that I lived in an affluent neighborhood. However, I don't have a full-size gym in my house. CJ's parents are beyond wealthy. Their estate has a main house and several other quarters on the property....
Incest"I'm a mess," Heather giggled."You are a truly magnificent mess, Sweetheart," I replied, helping my daughter off of my bed.Heather stood looking up at me, smiling. I bent forward and kissed her lips, "Let's get you cleaned up."Heather followed me to the master bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub while I began filling it. My daughter watched and smiled as I busied myself arranging towels and a washcloth for her. I carried the candles from the bedroom, setting them around the tub. I had no...
IncestI woke up this morning with mixed feelings about last night. What Heather and I did, the line that was crossed. It couldn't be uncrossed. I was hard as a rock, of course. But I was worried about the psychological fallout from Heather seeing and hearing her dad in such a debased state.How badly did I fuck up my daughter last night, I thought, heading to the bathroom. When I pulled my still half-erect cock out to pee, Heather's G-string fell out of my underwear. What the fuck? I shook my head,...
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