Sheeba My Neighbor Part II
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I advanced my King’s Pawn two ranks, a standard opening. She looked at me briefly. We had never played each other before so neither of us had any idea how good, or bad, a player we were. She matched my move, our pawns looked at each other. I remembered an old computer game, Battle Chess, where the pieces would make threatening motions when face to face. Ruefully, this was an ordinary, although lovely, chess set.
The pieces were wood and carved in phenomenal detail. It also looked old yet in wonderful condition. It didn’t show much use even though it had been set-up for a game every time I saw it in this room. Normally, when I came in here with her brother, we headed for the pool table or the gaming console. This was the first time she invited me in here for a game of any sort.
I thought we were just killing time until her brother got home. I didn’t know her well; I’d only been dating her brother a few months and she’s a year older and was away at Uni until the beginning of this month. I was surprised when she invited me for a game, but I figured it was a good way to get to know her a little. Her brother didn’t talk much about her, but then I don’t talk much about my family either. I’d met his parents a couple of times, but we weren’t serious, more hanging out than anything.
The game progressed and I caught her in a simple fake-mate after only ten moves. I wasn’t sure how focused she was on the game, but I was expecting more for some reason. She had this intense look that I thought meant she would play a tighter game. No worries, as I said we were just killing time, or at least I was killing time. We were the only ones in the house. Their parents were at work, Nathan was running an errand that wasn’t supposed to take too long. Becky set up her pieces for another go, so I followed suit.
She was white this time and opened with the Queen’s Gambit, which I followed mainly to see how she handled it. I’m not some chess guru, but it’s one of those games I do enjoy. I get trounced regularly by my brother so I have managed to learn a few things. He got good at it while recovering from a broken ankle last summer and board games were about all he could do for eight weeks! We don’t play as often as we did last summer, but we do still play — and he almost always kills me at Chess. I beat him at Go and Othello. Like I said, lots of board games, aka ‘bored’ games when you are recuperating. I even busted him watching an episode of The Bachelor once, that’s how bored he was!
This game was much closer than the last, she put me on the defensive several times, but seemed to have trouble finishing. I captured a few of her pieces and finally put her on defense and closed the game out. She played much better defense than offense, but the outcome felt inevitable. I had a pretty good feel for her style of play.
“Let’s make it interesting,” Becky said, not looking at my face.
“How so?”
She looked up with a grin, “Something we do at college, a variant called ‘Strip Chess’ ”
“What?” I was surprised, but not shocked. I’d heard of strip poker and a couple of other games with ‘strip’ dropped in front of them. Often by a guy who thought it was an easy way to see naked girls. I think if someone at an all-guy poker game suggested ‘strip poker’, he would probably get his man-card taken away in public while at least one of the other guys at the table privately thought it would be fun. Just my opinion!
Becky continued, “It’s simple, other than pawns, whenever one of us captures a major piece, you have to discard an article of clothing of the other’s choosing. Are you game?”
I thought for a minute that maybe Becky knew more about me than I knew about her. ‘Are you game?’ is a question between Nathan and me which has become the semi-equivalent of ‘I double-dog-dare you!’ It’s usually for the various videogames we play, but we’ve used it for any number of things. It wasn’t as mindless as maybe with kids, when those words automatically meant someone was about to do something stupid. So I thought about it and said, “Won’t Nate be home soon?”
“So, the idea of one of us being naked in front of the other doesn’t bother you, but getting caught by my brother does? Interesting! I think I forgot to give you a message, Nathan had to go downtown for his errand. He’s going to be a lot longer than expected.”
I laughed, “Forgot? Why do I think that’s not totally accurate?”
She grinned and looked down at the chessboard again, “So, are you game?”
I had a pretty good gauge on her play, so I was confident. I was also wearing a lot more clothing. A tee-shirt with sleeves under a Kobe basketball jersey, shorts, bra, panties, socks, and tennies. I have quite a bit to lose before I would be naked.
As for seeing her sans clothing, that wasn’t a big deal. I’d seen many girls naked in the locker room. While I sometimes compared my body to theirs, it was more a quantitative examination than qualitative. I know I did it a lot as a freshman waiting for certain body parts to change. Thankfully, they did and now I stack-up well against just about anyone, well except for Julie Dryman! I mean she was a D-cup at sixteen! Who could compete with that!
I started setting up the white pieces and saw her smirking as she set up black.
“Since you beat me two games, I should ask for a handicap.”
My turn to smirk, “I don’t think so.”
“Okay, so I’ll give you one anyway.” She took off her tee-shirt. I did my best to cover my surprise and for a moment I thought maybe she had sandbagged me, but her play in that second game, especially the defense wasn’t sandbagging, no freaking way! She fought that losing hand well. Of course, I had to look at her. I hadn’t thought about just how pretty she was.
Becky wasn’t a classic beauty, her brown hair with some auburn highlights hung to her shoulders with soft curls. She was shorter than me, with an oval face that had interesting planes and a sharp nose. It was an expressive face, more than I realized during our games. While she wasn’t as built as Julie Dryman, she was a solid C-cup being supported by a thin bra, her dark aureoles visible through the bra cups. She sat straight up during my brief examination. I didn’t find her overly distracting, but the very idea was a little disconcerting. However, I was committed and I rarely back down from a challenge and Becky was certainly challenging.
I made the first move, and I was surprised when she ignored her pawns and moved out a knight. It was a much more aggressive move than earlier and generally a foolish move for most players. The pawns are used to control the board to allow the stronger pieces to project their power to different parts of the board, usually focused on the board center.
The game wasn’t going the way I expected. I thought she would play more defensively, which seemed to be her strong point. Instead, she was playing a form of blitz chess, trying to get all her pieces rapidly in the game regardless of how dangerous it was.
I captured one of her knights and she stood. “What should I take off?”
I looked and for the first time realized she wasn’t dressed in much. She was barefoot and in shorts. The only other item of clothing was her light green bra. She only had three pieces of clothing and was about to lose one of them. Something in me was tempted to have her take off her bra, but I chickened out and told her to lose the shorts.
She grinned like she knew what I was thinking. She slowly stripped off her shorts. She was wearing a pair of boy shorts matching her bra. A lacey green set that set off her skin tone wonderfully. ‘Wonderfully?’ I almost shook my head at my thoughts. She tossed her shorts over by her top and she sat back down across from me. She sat very upright, her chest thrust out, casting a shadow from the lighting across her side of the board.
We started playing again and her aggressive style took one of my bishops and threatened a rook. I stood waiting for her to decide as she looked me over. What hadn’t dawned on me was that having her select the clothing wasn’t an advantage for me. A while back, during a sleepover, a bunch of us tried to play strip poker. Of course, after each hand, the loser would take off the bare minimum, I mean there were socks, hair ties, and even bras pulled through tops before a single bit of skin was uncovered. In this game, there was no way to take off something innocuous like a shoe or a sock first because the choice wasn’t up to the loser of the chess piece.
She took her time and looked at me up and down. It was a little disconcerting and part of me shivered. I couldn’t quite read her expression. After a short time, she said “Shorts, if you please.”
It was a struggle getting them over my tennis shoes, I had to sit down to remove them. She watched me closely and seem to enjoy my struggles. I could feel my face heat up and I vowed to not lose any more clothing!
I sat back down, and we started again. I almost got her queen, but she sacrificed both a pawn and a rook to keep it safe. She stood again and part of me didn’t want to do it, but that would mean backing down. I had two choices: bra or panties. Both had pluses and minuses. ‘Pluses?’ Again, I was surprised at my own thoughts. What was a plus about seeing another girl’s breasts?
That being the case, I told her, “Panties, please.” The look on her face was one that might have been disappointed, but it flashed by quickly. Then she sat down on the floor and took off those cute panties, then she stretched her legs apart and stroked them while looking at me. I caught myself looking at her legs and more. When she brought up her knees to stand back up, I realized she was trimmed, not shaved. I felt myself heating up again.
“It’s really comfy, you should try it.” She said it while running a hand across her mons. I looked away quickly, embarrassed at being caught looking at her like that. Again, my own thoughts felt weird, ‘looking at her like that?’ Like what? I was trying to figure out where my head was when she sat back down.
The board was a mess, there was nothing coherent, no strategy, no tactical advantages. It was the strangest chessboard I’d ever seen. It was more like a random assortment of pieces than anything else. I waited while she contemplated her next move. I was also looking at the board to try and make some sense of it.
She moved a pawn forward one square. It opened a line to her queen from my bishop. I almost didn’t catch it myself. I studied the board very carefully and suddenly it made sense. It was the only answer to her strategy. I look up at her, she was looking at me as well.
“You aren’t playing to win!”
She gave me a wide smile, “It took you long enough to figure it out. The object to Strip Chess is to get naked, not win the game.”
“But why?”
She stood up and came around the table. Surprisingly, she slid into my lap and before putting her arms around me she unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. I had a naked woman in my arms, and I had no freaking idea what to do.
“Nate probably didn’t mention that I’m gay. He also didn’t mention to me how pretty his girlfriend is.” She put her face on my shoulder and kissed my neck.
Instinctively my arms went around her, my hands on her bare skin. If I could think straight, I would add those to a list of things I had never done before. When my hands touched her, I felt almost like a vibration running through her body. I couldn’t say anything at all. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling inside or out, all I felt was a warm body against me and her lips on my neck. I realized the vibration was within me not her. I think I moved my hands a little, feeling her smooth skin when she kissed my neck again.
Part of me was thinking that while I know I liked getting kissed on the neck, it never felt like this. It was like a shock to my body. I ran one hand up her back, her soft warm back. She shifted and straddled me, my hands now on her hips right where her hip folded. Her arms went around my neck and her face was very close to mine as she looked at me. I don’t know what she saw, but time moved in infinite slowness as she came closer. I felt like I had hours to think about what was about to happen. Do you know how slow the clock moves at the end of the school or workday? That was nothing to how slow it was moving right then.
There was an unusual scent flowing between us, one I should have recognized since it was similar to my fingers on some late nights when I would touch myself. She was not only in my lap, but she was excited and I could tell! For some reason as her lips got closer and closer, I pictured her in her bed, the lights out, the door closed and her legs clamped tightly around her hand as she brought herself to one orgasm after another.
I felt wetness on my upper thighs, I assumed it was her, but then noticed I was leaking myself. My off-kilter brain worried about the fabric of the chair for a moment. She stopped just a tiny bit away from me.
“I really, really want to kiss you. But I won’t if you don’t want me to.” Her breath was hot with a slight strawberry scent. I knew she had been drinking an energy drink, I guess it was strawberry-flavored. Again, my warped mind seemed to find lots of time to think about silly things, like the chair and her sweet breath. Something deep inside me said I should be acting differently, maybe even freaking out. I thought about Julie Dryman again. For some reason, I thought if she were sitting on my lap like this how interesting it would be to touch those large breasts of hers. As I thought that, I felt my hands move up over Becky’s stomach and stopping at her breasts. When I cupped them, I felt her react and I also felt her smile. She was too close for me to see it, but I felt her smile and she relaxed slightly. Her lips moved closer and I found myself wanting time to speed back up.
No, that wasn’t the case, I didn’t want time to speed up, I just wanted to feel those lips on mine. I tilted my head slightly and she closed her eyes. My thumbs rubbed over her nipples and she inhaled sharply. Before she could exhale, those lips touched mine.
I don’t know what I was expecting, kissing Nate and the two other boyfriends before him was okay, but nothing special. I mean I think I expected fireworks on my first kiss, but instead, it was sloppy and strange. Of course, I kept kissing them because it was one of the things you do, boyfriends and girlfriends kiss! I mean as gross as it is, my parents, kiss all the freaking time. Hell, even my grandparents kiss! I did it because everyone did it, but it wasn’t much of anything to me.
This kiss was different. It wasn’t fireworks, but heat. When her lips touched mine I felt almost a blast of warmth fill my whole body. I can’t explain it well, but I never felt anything like it. The closest I could come was that time I got shocked in science class.
Have you ever used one of the goofy-looking Van de Graaf generators in school? You know the static electricity experiments that make your hair stand up. Well, if you had and anyone touched your body with a metal rod, you got a small shock between your hands on the generator and the point where the rod grounded out the static charge. It sort of felt like that, only it wasn’t localized in one or two spots but all over. It also wasn’t small, it felt larger than my whole body!
Our tongues twisted around each other as we went back and forth in that kiss. It was incredibly sloppy, sloppier than any kiss I had before, and yet instead of thinking gross, the slickness added to the sensation and it felt incredible — slipping and sliding as our tongues wrestled. I think it was a tie when the kiss finally broke.
Time was still running slow because I half-expected it to be dark instead of just a few seconds passing. The clock said two PM and I think it was lying! It felt so much later. She got up off my lap and I felt chilled for the first time in forever. She lifted me to my feet and tugged at my Kobe jersey and tee-shirt. They came off together and she reached behind me and unhooked my bra. A tiny part of me questioned what was going on, but that thought got lost quickly. She stepped away and gathered up our clothes, then she took my hand and led me to the stairs.
Several steps up, I reached out and pulled her to me. She was facing away and was one step higher, but our height difference put our heads level. I pressed against her and wrapped my arms around her waist, then I kissed her neck and raked my teeth across her skin. I felt her shiver and moan slightly.
“We need to get upstairs before anyone comes home.”
My brain was starting to re-engage. “Do they know you are gay?”
“Oh yes, but I think they might get weird finding us naked down there. Nate knows too. I am very open with my family.”
I thought about it, “Why is Nate running so late?”
She turned on the stair, looking me in the eye. “I asked him to be scarce. He knew I was going to make a play for you.”
My eyes opened wide and before I could say anything, she put a finger to my mouth.
“Don’t be mad at him. He really likes you, but it was more buddy-buddy than lovey-dovey. I think he felt that way but never really put it in words until we talked. I don’t know if you are in love with my brother and that’s probably something we should talk about — later, much later.” She kissed me again and I pushed against her, we ended up laying on the stairs, her legs around me as we kissed more and more.
Another small part of me felt like I should be annoyed, I mean my boyfriend kind of set me up with his sister, but two things prevented me. One was after thinking for a few seconds, I had to agree. We were never lovey-dovey, as she put it. We were simply hanging out and doing some of the things boyfriends and girlfriends do. There wasn’t much to it. The other thing was how I felt at that moment. Some of the romance books I’ve read over the years were making a little more sense to me now. I was feeling things for Becky, things I never felt for Nate or the others. Was I in love with her? I don’t know, but there is something there I hadn’t felt for anyone else.
We got up and managed to get to her room, even with all the touching and kissing. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. I almost stopped to tell her my secret, that even though I had three boyfriends previously, I was still a virgin. It wasn’t that I was saving myself for marriage, it was more that I never felt the urge to go any further than kissing. My first boyfriend tried to change that but getting your newly sprouted titties grabbed and groped didn’t make me feel like he seemed to think I was supposed to feel.
Yes, it was one of the reasons we broke up. He didn’t just keep trying to push me, he even tried to pass some rumors about how successful he was. I got mad when I heard and told a couple of friends that the reason I didn’t have sex with him was because of his small penis. I sort of felt bad about that when it turned out to be true, according to a girl he dated later. I tried to take it back, but like his rumors about me, it was too late. The other downside was my second boyfriend decided that since I had some ‘standard’ for penis size, he was just the guy to fit that standard.
He was fun for a while, but when it finally dawned on him I wasn’t interested in having sex with him, he found someone who was. I didn’t blame him, but he could have broken up with me first! I think those two are the reason Nate and I were more buddies than lovers. I enjoyed his company, even with the kissing. We got along well, liked some of the same activities, and, best of all, he didn’t push me about sex. While I couldn’t imagine being married to him and having kids, he was a better boyfriend than the other two because he seemed to get part of me.
In her room, we barely made it to the bed. We were hanging half off when she took my nipple in her mouth! Oh, my fucking God! My breasts aren’t big, maybe a bit past an A-Cup. They were enough that I needed a bra when doing any running or anything physical, even dancing. It’s wasn’t that I was in danger of giving myself a concussion (like Julie), but they actually hurt after being tossed around willy-nilly. I also learned the bennies of a sports bra over a regular one after it rubbed my nipples raw on a run.
But none of that prepared me for when she sucked one of my sensitive nubs in her mouth. It was like a live wire right through me. I instantly flooded, at least that’s what it felt like. She not only sucked but bit my nipple lightly, the pressure was fantastic!
She pushed me back as she teased, sucked, and bit my nipple. I ended up flat on her bed with my legs hanging off. She was laying half on me, between my open legs, feasting on my chest. Then she stopped and knelt on the floor to remove my sneakers and socks. It was when she took my big toe in her mouth, I think I had a mini-orgasm.
While it was mid-afternoon, I hadn’t done anything too physical so I knew my feet weren’t a stinky mess. As she took off my shoes and socks, that thought did occur to me, but when she sucked on my big toe, all thoughts seemed to flee. I’m not very ticklish, and I couldn’t see what she was doing, but the feeling was indescribable. I never thought toes could be such a turn-on, but there was no question they are now! She gave my big toe what could only be described as a blow job, another of those things I had never done even though my first two boyfriends seemed to expect it. If having their dicks sucked felt like what Becky was doing to my toe, I understand the desire more than ever!
She then licked and kissed her way up the inside of my leg while her hands both led and followed her mouth. She stretched my legs wide and nibble on the muscle of my inner thigh. From my vantage point, all I could see was the top of her head, but it really didn’t matter, I closed my eyes and threw my head back multiple times.
She then placed another kiss right between my thighs, right on my now soaked panties and she looked up at me. Her face looked … well she looked like a kid on Christmas morning about to open what was going to be the gift they wanted most in the world. She paused, “May I take off your panties?”
All I could do was nod. The power of speech must have still been sitting at the chessboard wondering where the rest of me went.
She smiled again, a real smile, not like the one she gave me over the game. She tugged my very plain cotton panties to one side and kissed me again. Lightning struck as I felt her tongue flick my clit. While I recovered from that, my panties went past my ankles. I might never wear that pair again!
It may sound a bit childish, but I have this little chest in the back of my closet. Over the years I’ve put some special mementos in it. The stub of my first movie ticket, the one where my parents let me go and watch on my own. A snow globe that I broke to see how it worked. The globe was gone, but I had the base and the little town. I remember the mess to this very day! A party favor from the first party I remember going to. I didn’t even know I still had it until it fell from the top shelf of my closet one day and I sat there remembering the look on my best friend’s face as she opened my gift. There were many more items in that chest and each one made me remember some significant occurrence in my life. I think I have at least one new item to add!
Isn’t it weird how your mind works as your body is being overwhelmed with new sensations? Once I was properly naked, Becky pulled me more on the bed and lay next to you, one leg over my thigh, her knee brushing my pussy lightly. Her warm body next to mine as she played again with my breast almost absent-mindedly. She was looking at me intently, more intently than during the chess match. She seemed to be waiting for something, but I had no idea what.
I turned and faced her, slipping one leg between hers. I could feel her wetness on my thigh. I looked at her, thinking how I earlier thought she was pretty and yet hadn’t realized how quickly your point of view can change when you look at the face of a lover, your first lover even if she didn’t know that quite yet. Those planes and angles of her delightfully oval face were gorgeous, her sharp nose had a tiny cute little upturn that begged to be kissed. Her eyes held a sparkle and a hint of mischievousness that almost made me giggle. I did the only thing I could do, I leaned over and kissed her right on her cute nose.
She looked surprised, but her smile told me I was taking the right tone. Yes, we were naked in her bed, but we still didn’t know much about each other. For some reason, I’m sure I have no idea why, but I was intensely curious about her. I wanted to know so much. When did she realize she was a lesbian? What was her first experience like? Was I a lesbian? What …. Those questions got preempted as she rolled me on my back and laid on top of me. She grinned like she knew everything I was thinking. And she kissed me again. I loved her kisses!
My arms went around her as she straddled one of my legs, she pushed her thigh between mine. Then she sat up on her knees and slid up until our pussies were against each other. She lifted one of my legs and held onto it. I thought it was a weird position and not one I remember seeing in one of the few porn movies I will never admit to watching. Then she pushed her pussy tight against mine and rubbed them together. I thought the nipple suck was an 'Oh, my fucking God' moment, it had nothing on this.
We were both wet and hot. The heat just kept building as she — well — as she fucked me. That was the only word that worked. Making love involved emotions that we were in the process of building, at least I was. I hope she was as well. But this was fucking plain and simple.
The look of concentration on her face as she ground herself into me was occasionally broken by her own cries of pleasure. Once in a while, during a particularly intense feeling, she would close her eyes. She would press her mouth to my leg and I could feel some of her spit running down it. Later I might think gross, I mean it was spit, wasn’t it? But right then it felt so freaking sexy! I felt myself grabbing at the bed cover, bunching it in my fists.
I heard a cry and hadn’t seen her mouth move, so I guess it was me. My back arched in orgasm like nothing I had ever felt. Seriously, I could cum those late nights, but there was no comparison. I came really hard and she was right there with me. I felt my midsection spasming like I was doing a bunch of mini-sit-ups and I couldn’t help turning my body away from her as she sort of fell over perpendicular to my legs.
We recovered slowly, she crawled up the bed and snuggled next to me. My arms found their way around her as I held her. I couldn’t help but think about the future. I mean she was home for the summer and would return to school. What was I to her, a summer fling? I still had so many questions, but she answered a few with one sentence.
“You are planning to attend my school in the Fall, right?”
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Shela ka biaah aik army major arun sey howa aur unkey han aik ladrka aour aik ladrki paida howi. Ladrka badr tha aour ladrki chotti. In bachoon key baad arun ki sey ki chahat kam honey lagi. Shela ney subhi kuch ker dekha mager aik wakat aisa aagia ki arun maheno shel ko na chodta. Ahista ahista uska dhian baher ki aourton ki terf honey laga aour wo yeh sub kuch chupa ker nien kerta tha bulkey shel ko na serf pata tha ki uska pati kiya kerta hey bulke arun baher ki aourton ko ab gher laney laga...
They called her Shelia the Shark, oh not to her face of course, but it was certainly whispered behind her back and she hated it! She had been tagged with the moniker because as one of the five prosecuting DA's in the city she alone ate up defense attorneys and didn't bother to spit out their bones! She was especially ruthless when it came to prosecuting murder cases, and of special interest to her were those involving innocent women. Tuesday, Current Year Shelia Ross sat at her desk and...
I woke the next morning to Sheena’s sweet kisses. Once my eyes were open the golden jungle goddess smiled at me and kissed her way down my body. My arms and legs were stiff and numb from having been immobilized all night but I could not have cared less. I certainly didn’t feel any discomfort as Sheena slid her sweet lips all over my shaft with the same amazing intensity of the night before. To my utter delight Sheena mounted me again. I watched her lovely tits bounce evocatively as she slid her...
Chapter One "Hey, pass me that flow coefficients sheet, will you?" "No prob. The laminate flow one, right?" I slide the piece of paper over to the right, and Sheryl cranes her neck down just a tad to get a better look. A few strands of hair fall out over her left ear; with fluttering heart, unsure of what her reaction will be, I restore the wayward strands back to their regal perch. She turns her head towards me. I'm delighted to see that she's smiling. "Thanks, man." I'm a...
Hai naa peru ramky! Nennu ikhada meeku chepe visayam real ga jarigindhi.adhi naa 10th class chdive rojulu,maa teacher peru sheela ,thanu chala andamuga untundhi, valla native place challa duramuga untundhi,sheela okkare oka room tesukuni job chesthundhi.maa class lo 4 members thana dagara tution chepinchukunevam. Sheela ki monthly some tution fees kuda ichevallam.roju 4:30pm nundi 6:30 varaku chepedhi.e incidedent oka roju jarigindhi,aa roju enduko naa friends evarru tution ki raledhu,neenu...
Our project was meant to preserve the African jungle, The irony of tearing down a stand of old growth forest to set up the satellite data links we would need and the structures to house our operation was lost on none of us. We justified it by the fact that once our buildings and antennas were up we would be able to monitor wildlife over a broad area, spot poachers in record time, and preserve the habitats of large numbers of species both threatened and endangered. We had support from several...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Jeanette followed her cousin downstairs. She had to make an effort not to cross her arms over her chest. Her nipples were hard, knowing that they were going to ask Ethan to fuck them. "Where is he?" she said. "I don’t see him yet." Jeanette nudged Sheri and pointed. "Look, there he is," she said, leaning closer and lowering her voice. "Check out his pants. He’s already got a woody. Let’s ask him. That woody will fix that funny feeling inside you."...
Incest~Hey, am silling working on my other story right now , but I have been thinking about wirteing this for some time now. Am thinking of putting this under Non-Erotic, seeing as this is much more about love, than sex. If you don’t know the story line to the game mass effect I wouldn’t even try to read this, but your welcome to. Just know this is about Female shepard and Veetor (the quarian she saved in mass effect2. P.s. mass effect is a game played in the furture and quarians are just another...
hi sweethearts this is raghav from hyd reply comment at … iam a big fan of iss since the website has been establised iss has shared many moment of lonelyness turning it to hot. about me iam a simple guy with lot of simplycity and knowledge abt market statergy and fund management.with 30 yrs around 65kg weight,5.10″height,weatish skin and people do say tht i have a very masquline voice while my body shaped like a college going student. this is about a shetal of 23yrs wheatish tone around5.6″...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Sheri and Jeanette ran to Sheri’s room, giggling. They shut the door and bounced on the bed. Jeanette’s excitement overflowed and she couldn’t stop giggling. Sheri touched her hand. “Guess who I went out with.” “Who?” “Richie Jeeter.” “Oh my God. You really went out with Richie Jeeter?” Sheri nodded, grinning. “On our first date, we went to the school dance. When we were dancing, he was feeling me up. Then, after, he drove me up to the lookout. I was...
IncestChapter 1 — Shelia and Thomas Meet It was late at night and Shelia was lonely. After dumping her boyfriend two months ago, for cheating, she had finally gotten over the ‘all men are dogs’ theory and wanted to simply have someone appreciate her for her. Not wanting to just meet someone at a bar she had started complaining to her girlfriends about there not being any good men left. With their agreement she sank deeper into her loneliness. Work was always the same. There was Mark in Marketing,...
Sheena by Jennifer Lorissa-Leigh "I tell you, Arnie, something's going on in there." Jeremy spoke as he and his friend looked upon the university's Institute for Human Sexual Studies. "I know Jerry went in there, and never came out." "Maybe he just quit school and went home to Nebraska, like they said," Arnie suggested. "What could possibly be in there that would cause someone to disappear?" "I don't know. Some kind of foul play's going on... maybe one of the...
by Jennifer Lorissa-Leigh"I tell you, Arnie, something's going on in there." Jeremy spoke as he and his friend looked upon the university's Institute for Human Sexual Studies. "I know Jerry went in there, and never came out.""Maybe he just quit school and went home to Nebraska, like they said," Arnie suggested. "What could possibly be in there that would cause someone to disappear?""I don't know. Some kind of foul play's going on... maybe one of the professors is a serial killer, or something...
This is my first submission to this site and if you like it please leave a comment so that and I get to know your feelings. Any suggestions are also welcome in form of comments. all dialog are in Hindi while the narrative is kept in English according to your comments I would come up with complete Hindi or complete English version as soon as possible. Now enjoy the story. I hope you enjoy the experience like I did. Another summer day in Delhi and the mercury was shooting above 40. Sheena was...
I love this new globalized world we're living in, where more and more people are pumping out mixed babies. It's already become clear that these mixed folks are generally sexier than their purebred counterparts. That's why all the pure breeds get mad about it. Competition is getting tough, and the mutts are winning.That's why when I heard that a new half-Puerto Rican and half-Greek bitch was entering the industry, I was all eyes and ears. That sound's like a blend I need in my life right away....
Twitter Porn AccountsThis is a continuation of the Sherry’s Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on it’s own. This chapter contains light spanking and humiliation in a family environment. It does not contain any sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and the characters bear no resemblance any real person. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. I put a lot of effort...
Sheik Omar had been taking good care of the golden haired girl he had found in the desert alongside the crashed airplane. He kept feeding her small sips of water and was surprisingly delighted to notice that during the night she had been peeing all over his best robe he had dressed her in. Because at least that meant her kidneys worked again. So he had removed the robe and washed it as the dry desert air would dry it in an hour and had bathed her again in one of the lakes in the oasis. When he...
After several months of incredible sex with Richard, Sherri accepted a date to go with him to a friends bar on the outskirts of town. She wore a tight, stretchable, body hugging black dress that clung to her body and showed everything she had. Richard insisted she wear no panties or bra and she happily obliged as she said she felt so alive and very sexy. Not to mention horny and wet!They drove for a short while to a house in the hills just outside of the city limits. It was an older house...
Chapter 2 — Shelia Returns Home Shelia had made a decision. Tonight she would have her satisfaction. For the first time she was going all out with a man where she would be in control. Thomas was excited beyond belief. For the first time he looked at what she was wearing. Monica (as he knew her) wore jeans and a sweater. It was a cool night. Her curves made the outfit stunning. Sexy in that casual way real woman are Thomas was breathing fast. Shelia was getting aroused. She was taking...
This is a continuation of the Sherry’s Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order. Each chapter stands on it’s own but this chapter is a continuation of 17a and it would be good to read that first. It is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and bears no resemblance any persons spanked or unspanked. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. I put a lot of effort in writing this, so please take a moment to vote and comment. – – – – – – – – – – – – – –...
My busty girlfriend Sheena called me, saying she was home alone during the afternoon. She asked me if I was free to enjoy a good time at her house. Sheena had always been a fun time, but since her divorce, she had been even a better lover. She convinced me, saying some other girlfriend had given her a brand new huge dildo as a present and so she wanted to use it for the very first time with me...The bitch really knew how to stimulate me sexually. She used to play rough enough to get me off...
Hi friends thank you for your comments on my mail for my stories. Now I am telling you the next experience which I had with Sheela aunty. I would really appreciate if you could give me your comments about the same good or bad. My mail is After mt girlfriend left suddenly I was really upset and was slowly getting over it and moving on with life when suddenly after about 3 months I got a call from Sheela aunty. I was really surprised to receive her call and we chatted generally as to how was I...
Orikkal Mum-Bah yaathrak aayi Sheena boarding formalities complete cheydhu, yennal yendho shaankedhika prasanam moolam flight thaamasiche poakoo, pasangers ne avarude flatil poakaan anuvadhichilla, Air port nu aduthulla Hotelil yella yaatra kaarkkum free accommodation offer cheydhu, problem solve cheydhaal immediate aayi flight purappedunnadhinaal yaatrakkarkk avide thaamasichu wait cheyuka alladhe mattu maargham yillayirunnu; mattonnu confirm ticket ulla yaathrakaarkk maathrame accommodation...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Ethan dropped her panties. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, staring between her legs. He put his hand around his woody and moved it back and forth. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Jeanette stared at his penis. “Yes. I’ve been a virgin as long as I want to be. I want a penis in me and I want you to put your’s there. But you better not hurt me. You know I’m a virgin.” “I’ll ease it in slow and gentle. I’ll take it real easy. I won’t hurt you a bit.”...
IncestHello everybody, mera naam vikas hai, age 21, height 6 feet, size 7 inches aur mai delhi se hun bhenchod.Mai sabhi ko pranam karta hu aur females ko bahut saare fun ke lie invite karta hu.Mai iss ka fan aur ye meri pheli story hai, bhul chuk maaf Ab sidha story pai aate hain Mera naam vikas hai aur mai 21 saal ka, delhi ka launda hu. Ye baat tab ki hai jab mai 19 saal ka tha. Mai mere college ke exams ke baad ki chuttion mai apni nani ke ghar jaane ka plan bana raha tha. Yaha mai bata dun ki...
This is a continuation of the Sherry’s Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on it’s own. This chapter contains light MMF/F spanking and humiliation in a family environment. It does not contain any sex. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and bears no resemblance any persons spanked or unspanked. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. I put a lot of effort in writing this, so please take a moment to vote...
An original story based on a real-life experience. Sherri turned off the living room TV and yawned as she walked into the kitchen to fetch a bedtime Diet Coke, her firm breasts outlined under her t-shirt as she lazily stretched her arms upward. As she opened the refrigerator door a blast of cold air raised goosebumps on her bare legs; just panties and a shirt was Sherri’s standard nighttime garb. The noise of the refrigerator door was followed almost instantly by a high-pitched...
Hi guys I’m shivam, I’m 5’7″ fare complexion guy with an average body and 7″ dick, I’ll write this story in hindi, so that every reader understands it better So ye story start hue 2 sal pehle, basically mai mysore ka rehne vala hu vahi pe maine apni graduation ki, during my education I had a huge crush on a girl name sheela, vi ek bihat hi khoobsurat ladki this, bhari bhari si thi, uske body me sabse zyada akarshit karne vali cheese use aankhe this, but mai use kabhi apne dil ii baat nahi kar...
No matter how hard they pressed her, Sheena wouldn't tell them what happened to Dooley. Maybe she didn't know. She was in shock when Gene got her to camp. "You think she killed him?" Louie asked, after Sheena had been allowed to go to sleep. "Yeah, somehow I think she did," said Gene. "With her hands cuffed behind her?" said Akbar. "Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, but I think she managed to off the poor son-of-a-bitch without using her hands." "Crocs got him," Tremain said...
Josh is twenty and lives at home with his parents. He is a student, at a local university and commutes in for lectures, so he can save money on accommodation and so on. In this way he will not leave university, several thousand pounds in debt. His room at his parent's house is a spacious double room. He has all the tech and modern conveniences he needs, a nice big double bed and a en suite bathroom, so the only reason he needs to leave his room is the get fed. Josh’s parents, Steve and Bev,...
Straight SexI had known my wife Sherri was a bit of a sex fiend since before l married her. Her confession to me about her past and the things she had done did not push me away, rather it attracted me to her even more. She had a need to degrade and humiliate herself in various ways that usually involved groups of men in different scenarios. But really, she was down for pretty much anything, and it became my job to help her find outlets for her needs. Let me also preface this story by saying that Sherri was...
Friday afternoon I joined Camilla at Laura’s home. Our good girlfriend had invited us to have tea and to kiss and tell for a while.There we found Sheena, a blonde bimbo with perfect curves and a very slutty smiling face. We were all around our late thirties; but the stupid bimbo was just barely legal.After having some drinks, the whole conversation centered around sex toys and sexy outfits or anything that had to do with sex. A week ago Laura and me had done some good purchase at the mall,...
Hey all ISS readers !! Friends I am back with my another adventure. Jo log meri story 1st time padh rahe hai unhe me bata du ke aap mere story ke previous chapters jarur padhiye.my desi sex adventures – part 1, sex at Sheena’s home – part 2,Kaamasutra sex with sheena part-3. Now im writing the Kaamsutra sex with sheena part 4. Me apne bare me fir se bata du ke me ek handsome, fair, tall, medium body age 19 ka boy hu. My tool length is 7.5 inches . I love sex, and I even love it more when I do...
This is a continuation of the Sherry’s Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on it’s own. This chapter contains light spanking and humiliation in a family as well as work environment. It does NOT contain any sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and the characters bear no resemblance to any real person. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. ...
This is a continuation of the Sherry’s Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on it’s own. This chapter contains light spanking and humiliation in a family environment. It does NOT contain any sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and the characters bear no resemblance to any real person. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. I put a lot of...
She wasn't typical of the women who I'm usually attracted to. Sheri was middle aged, taller than average, a bit over weight and conservatively dressed. Her firm voluptuous breasts on the other hand are attributes which I find appealing. Sheri was sitting on a stool, sipping a glass of red wine, at the casino bar. I approached, positioned myself next to her then overtly gave Sheri the once over, starting at her head then lowering my gaze down. Her stare was forward as she watched my reflection...
ExhibitionismChapter 0 - Ashley and Tali in the CIC ready room of the Normandy Ashley and Tali in the CIC Ready room waiting for Shepard to come on board to brief them both. While waiting Ashley had already put her strap-on now on then start to push hard into Tali's caring ass she kept push harder each time in and out. She could her scream and shout aloud. Knowing Tali was in pain from this just made Ashley more willing to fuck her harder. She told Tali that she requires to take her place on board this...
Chapter 1 Hello, out there on the World Wide Web. This is Mother Debbie with another edition of my Internet column for those of you who need the kind of advice I offer. Well, let's turn to today's case. It's a little out of the ordinary. I call it: "Sherry's Mom" Dear Mother Debbie, I know you usually help only cuckolded men and wimp wannabes, but I read your very perceptive reply to the young woman in "A Woman Who Loves Men" and I was hoping you could help me as well. My...
Young Lady Mary is rescued by Sheikh Omar from certain death from thirst. He took her with him while his caravan travelled home to his oasis town. Now together with a French army captain and an Irish rebel who joined the Foreign Legion they try to find out what to do. ——————– The English girl, the two soldiers in the French foreign legion and the Arab sheik sat around a table filled with teacups and pastries trying to figure out what she could do. Going back to the coast and sell the farm in...
Chapter 4 — Thomas Gets Aroused Thomas felt panic for the first time. In all his fantasies he always got off. Even when the woman was only about the sex he still came before falling asleep in his bed, his own cum warm on his belly. Now, she was telling him to leave. Dejected, Thomas bent over to pick up his clothes. Feeling embarrassed he stood back up, shoulders hunched. Monica told him to stop. Shocked, Thomas stood as still as he could. ‘What are you doing? First you take off clothes...
I met Shelia when I started working for a Dallas company. The department I worked in was almost exclusively women. I was the lone male. We worked on projects and sometimes spent long hours. You get to know each other working like this. One night the girls decided we needed a night out. That Friday night we went to a mexican food restaurant where we drank freely of the half priced margaritas. We had brought two cars 4 of us in my car and 3 in another car. As we finished dinner and we...
Hello friends, mai yashji wapas aa gya ek aur sheela madam k sath chudai ki asli tasweer le kar. Muje pichli story ka bohot acha response mila. Maine kuch bhabhi ko seva ka mauka dia. Meri email Id par aap kabi bhi response de sakte hai – Aayiye kabi seva dena ka mauka dijiye. Apne baare me btaunga, 24 saal, gurgaon, tcs it company me kaam karta hu. Aur sheela madam ek school ki primary teacher hai jo mere school me padhaya karti thi. Shaadi ho gayi but abhi bhi kisi model se kam nahi. Boobs...
Hello Everyone!!!This is the first time I’m writing about this incident and posting it online. I have changed the names in order to protect identity. I’m Raj, 23 years old, working in an IT company. I am writing my experience first time so please forgive my mistakes may be this story will be long but it’s a true incident none of the thing is fake except the names.With the onset of my teenage, the hormones in me never were silent. The changes in my throat, pubic hairs, armpits, mustache, beard...
The doorbell rang. Thomas froze as the sound intruded on the moment. Monica glanced at the door quickly turning attention back to Thomas. With a smile slowing growing on her beautiful face she said, ‘Stay right here. If you move from this spot we are done. I want that cock hard when I return.’ Shelia left the room after picking up her clothes. Pulling the sweater over her head and stopping for a moment to pull on her jeans she hopped to the front door. Checking the peephole she saw Stacey...
Hiii Guys, this is anurag here from mum,main mumbai me rehta hu,meri age 26 ki hai, 6 fit hieght hai, story yaha se shuru hoti hai, aur meri baju wali bldg me samne wale flat me sheetal bhabhi rehti hai, uski shadi ko abhi 3 saal huwe hai, unke husband ka business hai surat me saree ka. wo mahine me ek baar to surat pakka jate hi hai,to story yaha se start hoti hai, sheetal bhabhi ka figure 36/30/34 hai, wo bohot gori hai, bade baal hai, aur dikhne me bohot sexy hai, bohot lambi hai, maine use...