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Sherri pulls into the drive. It’s been a long day at work and she is thinking of how the weekend will be so lonely with Rob on a business trip that came up at the last minute. She gets out of the car and grabs the bags of groceries she picked up on the way and walks to the door. Once inside, Sherri puts the items she bought away and then heads out to feed the animals, thinking once that is done she can shower and settle in for a relaxing, if not lonely, weekend. Later, with the animals fed and...
Sherri pulls into the drive. It’s been a long day at work and she is thinking of how the weekend will be so lonely with Rob on a business trip that came up at the last minute. She gets out of the car and grabs the bags of groceries she picked up on the way and walks to the door.Once inside, Sherri puts the items she bought away and then heads out to feed the animals, thinking once that is done she can shower and settle in for a relaxing, if not lonely, weekend.Later, with the animals fed and...
HardcoreI awoke in the sick bay, lying in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of my arms. I tried to move, but I was weighed down by something, and the needles were sore where they pierced my skin. I looked down at my body to see Vi’s huge head resting on my legs, her eyes closed as she slept. Her long body trailed off into the room, passing under the curtain that divided the beds. I was hooked up to monitoring equipment, and my muscles ached, as if I had been lying still for too long. My ribs hurt...
She was gone when I awoke, cold in the absence of her coiled body that was usually wrapped around me like a heavy blanket. They had probably set out already, I had no duties while I was on sick leave, there was no reason for me to get up. I rolled over on the mattress and tried for a while to go back to sleep, but the knot in my stomach would not allow it. I decided to get up and make my way to the situation room, maybe I could watch the progress of the mission. I swung my legs out of bed and...
I drove the pickup down the dirt track as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Vi was coiled in the flatbed with her plasma rifle resting on the roof, her weight making the rear suspension dip as we bounced over the uneven road. I saw the Daugherty’s silo poking up above the wild fields in the distance, this should be close enough. I slowed the vehicle to a stop and hopped out, retrieving my rifle from the passenger seat and slinging it over my shoulder as Vi dropped down heavily behind...
I walked around the courtyard holding the cellphone over my head, searching for a signal. God damn it, how many satellites had the ADVENT fleet plowed through during their time blockading the planet? I couldn’t get any damned bars. Vi watched with amusement from her perch on the roof of the barn, idly guzzling barbecued pork as I wandered around the property cursing. I hadn’t had any idea how to prepare the pig carcass Kadavy had given us, but Vi apparently did. I had given her a knife and...
I swilled my third cup of coffee, cradling my head in my hands and groaning as Vi sat nearby with a smirk. My head was pounding, I felt like there was a chisel lodged in my brain, and my usual hangover remedies weren’t scratching it. “We’re never doing that again,” I complained, and Vi huffed at me with amusement. I had slept for hours, the venom was not without its side effects apparently. The bite wounds had closed quickly and were now merely small, red punctures, but the bruises were...
A rasping on the window interrupted my troubled sleep, I opened my eyes, and saw what might be the the shadows of fingers raking the frosted glass behind the tiny window. It looked dark out, the yellow glow was coming from a streetlamp. Curious, I got up and walked over to the window, it was a small rectangular pane of glass towards the ceiling, and I reached up to open it the tiny crack it would allow. Cool night air flooded in, and I waited, wondering who it could be. A slimy, winding...
We drove for hours, following the open road, almost devoid of traffic, passing through forest and field, not knowing what our destination might look like. Would we try to find a resistance homestead? How would be know where to look? They would be hidden from ADVENT, and they may just fire on us if they saw an ADVENT troop carrier approaching their gates. Contact XCOM? How? They would surely shoot Vi on sight even if I had a way to contact them, which I didn’t, and I couldn’t stand the thought...
When the aliens were done eating and the pork was all but gone, the Mutons retreated into the shelter of the barn, and once they were out of view Vi slinked down from her perch and accompanied me back to the house. I didn’t press her on the issue of the Mutons, she would have to get over her prejudices on her own, it didn’t seem that she could be convinced of their benign intentions. We got into bed, Vi throwing the sheets over us and trying to coil as much of her body beneath them as she...
I opened the door of the cabin, placing my rifle on a table. It was a pre-war model, antiquated, but even a musket would kill a man, it might do so less efficiently, at a lesser range, but it was no less deadly. Boss had been teaching me how to fire it, how to maintain the weapon. I could strip it and clean it now, the parts and inner workings as familiar to me as the turrets I used to manufacture in the factory back home. I had been getting better over the days since the battle, I could hit...
The summer sun beat down on the golden fields of wheat, wafting gently in the cool breeze, like an ocean extending as far as the eye could see. The crops had come in nicely, and now the Mutons were hard at work harvesting them, a tractor pulling a trailer beside a giant combine harvester as it disgorged the grain through a pipe that extended from the side of the machine. As I watched the tractor broke off, its trailer full to the brim with produce, turning away to take its load to the grain...
Her body undulated, creeping around me, fat, heavy coils lined with scales so imperceptibly smooth they might as well be skin brushed against me. Her chubby tail encircled me in a prison made of taut muscle that flowed like liquid. I struggled impotently, my limbs bound tightly against my body, but it was pointless, I could no more escape from her clutches than a fly could escape a spider. Images of monstrous snakes played through my mind as the great animal loomed over me, its imposing...
THE GUEST The girl has been told by her Master that He had invited a guest to spend two weeks with Him. This guest, the girl was told, is a Master who, while spending time as her Master’s guest would have the rights of dominance and the girl will serve him however he wants her to serve him. The girl was told that the guest would move into her bedroom and would take over that bedroom for two weeks. The girl thought about what would happen. It felt like the guest was taking...
Having the house to ourselves meant we could take our time and explore all of our unrealized fantasies at our leisure this time. In the past our threesomes with him had been exciting and arousing but sometimes a bit more rushed than we would have liked. This time promised to be different. And instead of being in a local hotel room, this time we’d be enjoying our tryst in our marital bed.She spent most of the afternoon prepping herself for him, pedicure, manicure, had her hair done and then took...
Having the house to ourselves meant we could take our time and explore all of our unrealized fantasies at our leisure this time. In the past our threesomes with him had been exciting and arousing but sometimes a bit more rushed than we would have liked. This time promised to be different. And instead of being in a local hotel room, this time we’d be enjoying our tryst in our marital bed.She spent most of the afternoon prepping herself for him, pedicure, manicure, had her hair done and then took...
I work in an upscale hotel in Dallas, Texas and there is no shortage of good looking women who stay at and visit our hotel. Since I am a part of the guest service team, I have a lot of interaction with our guests and visitors. One of my myriad of work assignments is to make sure our guests are well cared for. We have a full time concierge who tends to the personal whelms and desires of our uber-wealthy clientele. One evening not too long ago, one of our frequent guests, an international...
HardcoreDinner in the city had been a lot of fun. My husband’s colleague was in town so we took him out to a nice restaurant. I love dressing up. Since this was a quasi-business meeting, I chose one of my more conservative cocktail dresses, although it still presented my best assets in a very favorable way. It’s one of my favorites: a black form fitting, mid-thigh, drop shoulder dress. I work-out like a fiend and this dress shows off my toned arms and shoulders.My husband’s colleague is very handsome,...
I knelt at my wife’s grave and laid a bouquet of her favorite flowers on it. It had been three years to the day since I laid her in it. Memories raced through my mind; our first date, our first kiss, our wedding, the birth of our daughter. On and on the memories went, until I once again faced the stark moment when it all ended. Injured in a car crash, Karen had died in the back of an ambulance before I even knew what had happened. I never had a chance to say goodbye to the woman who had shared...
SeductionThe Guest Belladonna [Author's Note: As with every January in recent years, I try to do something different for my first story of the New Year. That being said, I hope you enjoy it. The boss to secretary stories start next month; I promise!] A knock on the duplex's door prompted Fran to force a smile to her face. She had long become accustomed to the act she had to perform for her guests. It was something she had become well skilled at since she began renting out the...
As I lay there on your chest, I can still feel your hard cock against my wet pussy. You here some one pulling in the drive way and a panicked look comes across your face. You start to buck up trying to get me off of you. I look up to make sure your hands are still hand cuffed to the bed posts and reach for your blind fold and put it on you. ‘What are you doing? Let me go, my wife is home, you have to hide!’ You see a smile come across my face as I place the blind fold over your eyes. ‘Shhh…...
Hi ISS readers, it’s been a while I shared my last experience. So here I am with a new story. So this actually happened in Mumbai where I was for an official trip. I am 26 year old living in Delhi. I was in Mumbai for a project and I was required to be there for 2 weeks. The client has set me up in their guest house which was situated in Dadar. Guest house was simple, 4 rooms on the 4th floor of that building. There was a care taker named Vishnu, he was from Nepal and a cook name Preeti, she...
“Wanted – Bold and Professional ladies for a post of Guest Relations and Entertainment for a reputed company. Salary no bar but applicant must be bold, outgoing and attractive. Interested applicants please contact…”, Urmila read the advertisement twice again, carefully this time, reading each words and lines and registering them in her mind. She carefully noted the phone number too before keeping down the newspaper. Urmila had passed her bachelor’s degree in a conventional subject last year but...
Maribel was from Monterrey, Mexico and we brought her to our house to live with us while she worked on getting her papers right. She wanted to immigrate to the US and her brother, a construction worker in my company, thought it would be better to have his sister in the US than in Mexico to help with the transition.At first, Janie, my lovely wife of 15 years, was not to keen on us taking in a border, for an unspecified time frame, but Janie knew Jose very well and like myself, she had a great...
Straight SexIt was a beautiful place. Tall trees and thick bushes sprawled across all around me. I was making my way through a dense foliage. We had come for an excursion into these forests. We were put up in a lonely guest house in the midst of the forest. We had arrived yesterday late evening by bus. After a long day in the bus, I had felt dizzy in the morning. So I had skipped the group trekking. Even though Renu and some of my friends had volunteered to stay with me, I turned them down. I said that it...
LesbianHam ko, mujhe aur mere pati ko, unke ek dost ne raat ke khane par bulaya tha. Wo friday ka din tha. Mere pati ke dost ka ghar Gurgaon me tha jo ki hamare ghar se thoda door tha kyon ki hamara ghar to Delhi me hai. Ham wahan sham ko pahunche aur ham ne unke dost aur unki wife ke sath bahut achha samay bitaya. Raat ka khana bahut achha tha. Khane ke pahle ham ne unke drawing room me baith kar drinks bhi kiya tha. Pahle drinks aur uske baad me khana, in sab me kafi raat ho gai thi. Un ke dost ne...
Angel S:2 E:1 "Be Our Guest" By G.M. Shephard Copyright © 2013 Edited by: jeffusually Lockwood readied himself by the aluminum door of the warehouse, stopping a moment to double check his M16A2. The weapon's three round burst setting was engaged and his weapon was locked and loaded. He held up his right hand signaling the rest of the team to hold position as Hernandez took place along the right side of the door, his automatic 12 gauge in one hand, a flash--bang in the...
Not my work, but another great read I wish I had come up with... I would have loved to be the wife! All credit goes to Argus!Authors name: Argus ([email protected])Story title : Guest Room--------------------------------------------------------This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Pleasedon't remove the author information or make any changesto this story. You may post freely to non-commercial"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.Thank you for your...
?I had a sneaking suspicion that someday you?d come for me,? said Darwin Caulden, to his mysterious guest.?In fact, I think I knew you?d come.? Darwin let a smile float to his lips. He sat in a green chair next to an oaken coffee and a floral patterned sofa.A cigarette burned readily in an ornate glass ashtray.He grabbed at the cigarette with his index and middle finger and slid it into his lips hastily. ?So it?s time already, I suppose?? said Darwin, his voice estranged by the...
Street and Smith's _New_ _York_ _Weekly_ is proud to present the latest addition to the amazing legend of Eerie, Arizona. Jessie Hanks Outlaw Queen: The Cameo Murder By Nicholas Varrick As Told by Ellie Dauber and Christopher Leeson © 2016 Part 1: On the Trail to Trouble Chapter 1 -- "Prolog: September 1871" Tuesday, September 12, 1871 A chunky, sandy-haired man walked into the Prescott, Arizona...
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I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFTHU’S VOYEUR GUEST – Part 1It’s fun watching people having sex – it’s a sort of ingrained feeling of naughtiness, a forbidden pleasure – watching something that is usually considered to be private. It’s a vicarious pleasure that we enjoy alone or together while we masturbated each other and admiring a man’s cock or a woman’s breasts or the fullness of her labia lips. Thu and I been having too much “snack sex” – it was still sex in that my penis was penetrating her vagina, but it was aimed at a...
I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFSheila Metcalf stayed at the same seaside Guest House two or three times a year and had done over the last fifteen years or so. She originally went there with her late husband Colin, but sixty-one-year-old Sheila had continued to be a frequent guest since being widowed.She was almost family to the owners, Tony and Christine Walker, who were only in their early thirties when Sheila first went there with Colin. The Walker's son Sean was only a two-year-old when Sheila first saw him so she had...
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EroticI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My uncle was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in her...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in...
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I want to tell the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse, on the Pacific coast of Colombia, in South America. But I must give you some background first.I had graduated from university here in London and had then taken a year out travelling around the world. On my travels across Europe and Asia, I had pursued my passion for photographing the natural world. I had set up a website and posted updates almost every...
MILFI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
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'Just give me a better offer.' The man smiled as he lighted a cigar. He held all the cards and both knew it. Had this man been submissive, Seth would hav easily been able to persuade his client, but this was not the case and he could not use his dom tactics here. The compagnie was not doing well and only two branches were still active. Seth's was one of them. Paper was just not sold much anymore and there were too many suppliers for a small market. However this client would mean that his...
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It was the second day at the guest house. The two caretakers, Sheethal and Lekha, had informed my teachers that I would require one more day of rest . They had also convinced my teachers that they would take care of me and there was no need for anybody to miss out another great day of trekking. So my teachers and the girls had gone out early in the morning for another of their trekking. As I got ready and came out of my room, I saw the cook and the security guard, but the two caretakers were no...
LesbianWow. You guys won’t believe what happened to me last month. I posted this completely made-up piece about how I’d imagined that Celeste kept a mountain hideaway somewhere, a time-share condo, let’s say, where she went to get away from it all and to get time to write her reviews. From time to time (I speculated) she would call on some likely youth to come visit and help her do her research; after all, one aspect of rating fiction is by its plausibility, and sometimes...
You awake in the large, fluffy bed. Your Girlfriend Cait would love it here. Squinted, your eyes observe the thick golden bedpost. They look antique, you think to yourself. One look around in your room and you have to acknowledge that just this small guest room must be worth more than, than everything you own back at home. Hell, the bed alone should be enough for that. While looking around, you hear a rambling in the corner, right where you lay down your clothes the day before. You shot up and...
BDSMI continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...
MILFReddit Cameltoe, aka r/Cameltoe! You gotta admit, in some situations, cameltoes can be very fucking hot. And for those who are not virgins, you know that I do not actually mean the toes of a camel. Now, if you are ready for that juicy cameltoe action, you are more than welcome to explore what r/cameltoe/ has to offer. This is a rather simple subreddit filled with all kinds of naughty cameltoe content.Of course, Reddit is a free website, that is a given. So you can always just browse through the...
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