Farewell To Cindy
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This is Jiggu. Please forgive me if there are any grammatical mistakes in the story. Let us begin the sex story. We are about to finish our B.Tech college days, a farewell party was arranged by our juniors at a 3-star hotel which is around 25 km far from our college premises. I never spoke to any girl in my whole B.tech. But, I spoke with everyone that day. I felt very good. Our farewell party started at 6’O clock in the evening. Every girl was beautifully dressed and looking gorgeous. I kept...
This is my first story and my very first sex experience with a girl I love a lot My name is Aarav ( changed ) and her name is Aalankrita ( changed ). My age is 18 and yeh sex experiences last week ka hai, jab hamare school ki farewell party thi and hum dono ek hi class mein padhte hain and in fact hum dono ek doosre se bahut pyaar krte hain, is se pehle humne kiss ki hai but not sex and yhis was our very first time. Vaise toh hum dono sex chat aur phone sex bahut baar kr chuke hain but real...
Farewell My Panties Farewell My Panties(by Eve Adorer) Chapter 1 ? Tangle New Edingow City, New Edingow State, USA, sometime when?.. A night out comes rare for busy cops. But we hadda community goin? down the precinct and we would take in a beer and a strip-joint whenever we could get it together. The chick on stage was teriff. She had brown eyes, petit nose, a stardust of freckles, generous lips, and a look that said ?I?m beautiful? and told no more than truth too. She was up on...
Farewell Lunch Now, with the company being sold and everyone out of a job soon all of their priorities changed to cleaning up their resumes and looking for work. They even stopped going out to party because morale was at its lowest. As the end approached Mark suggested he and Diana go to lunch sort of as a farewell. Diana agreed, what the hell, no reason knocking herself out at work if they were all being let go in a week or two. Mark drove and they went to one of the company’s...
FAREWELL SOUTHERN BELLE His name was Travis. He was from California. Although he was good looking, he was short, chubby, and walked with a cane. He had low self-esteem and didn’t think himself anything special. He had semi-long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a goatee. He fancied himself as somewhat of a photographer. He grew up alone and never had many friends. However, the few he had loved him. Travis wanted more than anything to find true love. He lost himself in fantasies of finding ‘the one’...
Farewell To Cindy ‘Thank you for flying with us today,’ the flight attendant said as I exited the plane. I acknowledged her statement with a forced smile. There was no joy in such a smile, as it was hollow and empty at best. This flight to Alabama I knew was to be my last. Ever since cancer had claimed her life, I had made this annual pilgrimage. Each summer I would come to spend time at her graveside. On her birthday, I would spend the day at the cemetery just hanging out and spending time...
Sandy Chapman planned to travel to Africa. He could talk about nothing else for months previous of his leaving home. He told all his friends as to where he would go and when there of meeting his scientist father, a Doctor Francis L. Chapman III. Sandy then a last year college student in the study of Biological science would soon earn his degree. Excited and looking forward to three weeks of fun and friendship as he visited his father, Sandy joining the man while on his Serengeti expedition. Dr....
FantasyFAREWELL SOUTHERN BELLEHis name was Travis. He was from California. Although he was good looking, he was short, chubby, and walked with a cane. He had low self-esteem and didn't think himself anything special. He had semi-long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a goatee. He fancied himself as somewhat of a photographer. He grew up alone and never had many friends. However, the few he had loved him. Travis wanted more than anything to find true love. He lost himself in fantasies of finding...
It was the night before Marlene was to return home to the U.S. She had had a full summer and made many friends. She was looking forward to going home but at the same time she wished she could stay a little longer. She had grown attached to her host family and to the town in general. Carlos, the oldest son in the host family and also her age, had been her only friend at first and a good friend throughout. His best friend Antonio, had also been an important relation. Tonight, the two of them...
((Authors Note: I still can not bring myself to re-write the end of this fairy tale as it should be written. This is in it’s raw form, mostly. Some changes have been made because spell checker said so. For those that have read Guests Cum First, it explains why Mikal made the choice he did I think. Though she’ll never read it here, a heart-felt thank you to the voice, heart and soul behind Matty. For everyone else, if you believe in true love and soul mates, have tissues handy. You’ve been...
The name is Samuel. The Hero of this tawdry little tale and literally hundreds of others. A tall, good-looking, big and handsome young black man of Haitian origin whose politically incorrect sex stories have taken collegiate America by storm. Today, this ends. I am forsaking all the mean and sexy things that I used to do. I’ve recently graduated from college. My father and mother congratulated me, as did my extended family members. A new chapter of my life begins. Time to say goodbye to the...
In a recent story, ‘A Message to Cane Toads’, the cane toad mentioned that he had written several novels, this is the start of one of them. It was written some 25 years ago and I thought that I had lost it when the floppy disc that I’d stored it on decided that it wouldn’t let me access the file. A couple of days ago I was going through some old papers I had in packing case from my last house move when I discovered a hard copy of the manuscript and decided to re-type in and back it up onto an...
CHAPTER THIRTY Brownlow rang the Swain house at 9:15am, a time when he could be reasonably sure that Cynthia would be home alone. ‘I want to talk to you, alone.’ ‘I don’t think that would be a very good idea.’ ‘I don’t think that you are in a position to dictate terms. If you have anyone with you when I get there I go straight to the station and present my evidence. I have enough to have you, at the very least, brought in for questioning about the death of Paul Thomas, but I also feel that...
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE Cynthia’s Story Dinner turned out to be a pleasant but uneventful occasion, the talk centred on what each of us had done during the day. Rebecca’s of course was heavily censored, but Peter’s account of his day had both children interested and for the first time in I don’t know how long I felt that we were close as a family. After dinner we sat around continuing the conversation without the benefit of the TV blaring in the background. Peter and I went to bed not long after...
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE Cynthia’s Story. I won’t hear from her again. I remember the day that she left, she seemed happy enough to be going away for a holiday on her own. As the final boarding call came over the loudspeaker she gave me a light peck on the cheek. ‘Look after you father won’t you? Don’t let him go to the pub every night getting drunk. Make sure he buys the right food for you, and don’t ask him for presents all the time.’ She turned to Father, ‘Good-bye Darling, look after Cynthia...
CHAPTER FIVE Cynthia’s Story. I guess it had to happen. Peter had been busy with his business, building it up from the small family business that he’d inherited from his father. I can understand that, but what I can’t understand is his lack of interest in family matters. Take this morning for instance, he was prepared to stay home from work to answer police questions but when he discovered that he wasn’t needed he left for work without kissing me good-bye. It wasn’t that he has been in the...
CHAPTER ELEVEN ‘Mum, what is there to eat?’ Timothy and his bottomless stomach had arrived home from school and interrupted Cynthia’s thoughts. ‘Get yourself a glass of milk and a biscuit.’ She resented the intrusion into her thoughts. She went to the refrigerator and got out salad ingredients and some lamb chops and started to prepare the evening meal. ‘Not chops and salad again?’ Timothy looked scornfully at the food. ‘What’s wrong with that? It’s good healthy food.’ ‘Why can’t we have...
Anxiety. Nervousness. Late. I sighed as I glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the monitor knowing that it wouldn’t change anything. He was late. One day before he would be moving out of the country to graduate school he had promised to log on so they could say their good-byes. As his life at home with his parents was about to end so was the more stable part of their relationship. Even though he lived 6 hours away by plane, at least I knew that he would be available most of the...
Round 3 She awoke to Mark sucking on her right boob, which certainly felt good, and soon they were once again frantically fucking in the doggy position, then the missionary and finally Mark put her on her side with her butt towards the side of the bed and finished in her that way! He stepped back and all but fell into a chair. “Damn, you are hot woman!” “Me, what about you mister, three times in an...
My name is Grant and I am 40 years old. I have been divorced for over 10 years. I keep myself fit - going to the gym each day, and occasionally picking up a fuck partner from the young ladies and married women who have admired my abs whilst I’ve worked out. Amber is my current fuck buddy. She and I have been regular fuck buddies for the last six months. We would normally get together at her place when her daughter Bree had organised a sleep-over at a friends place. Feeling particularly daring...
(Mark rushes home to her bedroom for lunch)Mark called home, his meeting had been canceled and he decided to come home for lunch. Of course, with an hour's drive to get home, he hoped it would actually be lunch and a whole lot more. The k**s were at school and it had been a while since him and his wife had done anything, so Mark was hopeful.Allison knew exactly how to serve lunch, and it had very little to with cooking or food. Fully aware of the opportunity, she changed out of her everyday...
My name is Hillary Jackson and I've been working for the Harrison Group investment firm for about eight years as one of the company's first female executives ever to set their little pinkie toes on Wall Street. And of course,I was so good at my job that nothing has been able to phase me and I've thought that my life would remain the way it was and I had to live with that. But that was before the Thirteenth day of September,when one of my co-workers--a real raven-haired beauty named Heather...
LesbianLuncheon by Vickie Tern Maureen and Claudia were already there when Nicole and I arrived, utterly absorbed in their own conversation, making small gestures to each other with bejeweled, beautifully manicured hands. I saw that they were as carefully dressed and made up as we were, in brocade and silk with subtle eye-shadowing, and I felt glad I'd taken Nicole's advice and worn an outfit I'd originally thought way too dressy for a noon luncheon. This...
The first few weeks after I lost my job were really tough emotionally. Luckily, my wife Ellen was able to go from part time to full time at her job and I lined up a few document review jobs I could do from home on a contract basis. The toughest thing was accepting the switch in our relationship - she now was the main wage earner and I was the stay at home. Although it was never discussed, she certainly implied and expected that I would now do the majority of the house work, laundry, etc....
I guess the premise of finding love over a box lunch is pretty far-fetched, especially if you consider our difference in ages. Certainly, the thought of a love between a sixty year old man and a nineteen year old woman, would be difficult to believe, but considering it all developed from a shared box lunch has to stagger the imagination. Of course, as all love must do, our affair ended tragically, but in spite of it all, we had our moments, Kieko and I had our moments.It began over lunch, or...
Dani felt anxious as she pulled up to the hotel. This would be her sixth time pulling this little stunt, but even then it always made her anxious before the excitement set in. She stepped out of the car and took the ticket from the confused valet. Danielle probably seemed a contradiction to him–hot blonde driving the cobalt blue Mustang convertible yet wearing sweat pants, a sweatshirt, and flip-flops on this warm summer day. Her lips curled in a playful smile as she headed into the...
"Ladies Lunch" "D...don't m...make me go downstairs aunt M...Madge!? I...I d...don't want lunch." Timmy pulled away as Madge pulled him to the hotel room door as he whimpered nervously then pulled away as he stood upstairs in her good friend Agnes' hotel room. "We're going to leave this room, walk down to the elevator then walk over to the dining room and take a table at the back that's out of the way, or, would you rather sit out in front where it's busy? You're going to do just...
“He’s asleep, come with me,” whispered Jackie in Dave’s ear. Dave stood carefully, looked at the slumbering George and tip-toed out of the conservatory. Jackie eased the door shut, being careful not to let the latch click. They moved more quickly into the hallway where Jackie turned, put her arms around Dave’s neck and kisses him greedily.“Don’t worry he’ll sleep for hours.” She led him upstairs.About a year before, Dave had been sitting at the bar of ‘The Winner’ just coming up to eleven...
Cheating‘Hey babe, I couldn’t get you, so I just wanted to let you know that I will be home late tonight. My boss just invited me out to dinner. Just wanted to give you a heads up and to let you know that you didn’t have to cook tonight… I love you and I’ll see you when I get in tonight.’ I don’t know how many messages like this Janet had received over the last five or so years from me. I became the lead QA field operations guy for the south east region for Five Star Communications. I was constantly...
Sometimes I fantasize about you. How you are at work and I secretly show up at your office to surprise you. The day would start off in the morning with me preparing myself. I would take a shower, taking care to use some vanilla scented soap, wanting to smell yummy for you. Stepping out of the shower and, wrapping the towel gently around my cleansed body, I fix my hair. I smile at the mirror, pinning my hair loosely behind, then drying with the hairdryer to curl it a bit, knowing that you like...
Quickie SexThursday, May 12, 2005 Ava was sound asleep when I woke, so I used a dim light blob positioned where Ava couldn't see the blob itself if she woke. I climbed out over top of Julia, then positioned the blob in front of my chest while I grabbed a robe and went to have my first breakfast. Study was another nicely productive session, until three naked girls walked in. Productivity took a bit of a nosedive then. After all the girls had their turn on my lap, with appropriate greetings in each...
Monday, April 25, 2005 I woke after the usual four and a bit hours. I didn't have to turn on any of the room lights to get out of bed, as a dim yellow blob did the job perfectly. I climbed over Carol and went to do some studying via the kitchen. The hallway's main lights were off now. Instead there were those small lights that plug into an outlet to provide a little illumination at floor level. That was useful, as I didn't want to use light blobs walking around the house. The risk...
In a little less than an hour’s time, I had concluded an advertising pitch in downtown Chicago, just a couple blocks off Michigan Avenue. The client interrupted me early on in my presentation and asked me five or six rapid fire questions. It may have been the strong coffee I drank that morning, or the adrenaline of my first big meeting at my new job, but I handled each question he asked me and then shut up, just as my boss had instructed. After his last question the client said “I’m good with...
Straight SexHI all thanks for reading my post. A short overview of who and what I am. i am a transgender who was taken first by my 6th grade teacher. I became his sub being pimped out to others as he wished and when. This is a short story of my lunch topping that he gave me enjoy.The lunch bell rang. As I was walking out of my 6th grade class I turned to the teacher giving him a wink as I did everyday. he called me to his desk. i walked to him stood by his chair. He waited till the classroom was empty...
I was over at Zana's for lunch for the first time in six months. Her mother had come to stay with her and it made it harder to see her. So Zana's mother had left the weekend before, and the following Tuesday I got a text in the morning from Zana inviting me for lunch.Zana only lives a few minutes away from my work so it is quick and easy to get there. I arrived a few minutes after 12. I knocked on the door and Zana opened up the door with a big smile on her face. She hugged me and told me it...
Phil had moved to London because of his job. He had worked in the company's Leeds office, serving the North of England, but he had been the brainchild behind such a successful campaign for double glazing, that the firm had insisted he move to the National office in London. He had been reluctant at first, he really didn't want to leave his family and friends, but the new salary was just too good to turn down. He now lived in an expensive apartment, with a brand new sports car and a host of...
What follows is a transcript of an e-mail I wrote to a very special friend. A friend who opened my eyes to the world of erotic writing. The e-mail was a response to him after he instructed me to read passages from one of his many masterful works of erotica and wonder what was going through his mind as he wrote it. I became very lost in the story, as you will see. This man knew just how to seduce me through words. Though there is no sex in this story – it is nevertheless erotic in every sense of...
VoyeurNo woman ever tied me down, but I always did well with the fair sex, enjoying being a bachelor especially after I saw a lot of my best friends end up in divorce and having themselves financially and emotionally ruined. I was never consumed with the urge to procreate and overall I'm very satisfied with my life. I work for a realty company that finances and builds condo developments. We have 15 developments, mostly on the East Coast, plus one in Montana, one near Dallas, Texas. I coordinate the...
At school, Wednesday started quietly. The composite group had shaken out; everyone knew where everyone else was coming from and had global acceptance -- including Teddy. Darla Jean's mother picked her up at ten for her gynecology appointment. At gym class, Toby chided Randall, "So, how's Peggy?" "She's surprising -- but we agreed that I'm not her type," Randall replied, unaffected. "Maybe you ought to stop talking trash and find out yourself?" "Huh! Like I can't do any better?"...
--- I Dream of Demie 13 - Lunch (MF, cons, oral) by Krosis of the Collective --- Once Kate had recovered from her anal orgasm she went right back to trying to get me to fuck her vaginally, thinking that she was actually in love with me due to her backfired love potion. I told her that I was totally cummed out, which was true. She wanted to stay and cuddle but I told her I had to go grocery shopping, not to mention grab some more weed. I showered and went to Monday's place. "Hey hey,...
Sandy had known Judy since the first year of college. They were not close friends but often ran into each other at sorority and fraternity parties. They had grown up not far from each other and had similar interests, age and body shape. They would from time to time get together for dinner with their husbands. Her husband did purchasing, and Judy's husband was in sales. Over time, they had grown to know each other better and become closer friends.Judy has heard that Sandy and her husband have...
CheatingThey had both retired early, although Alice was well into her sixty’s she was still beautiful and had a hot body her natural 40D’s did not sag at all, and she has an ass to die for. She had gone thru the change and came out on the other side safe to ride bare back, and constantly wet, actually dripping when played. Greg her husband on the other hand, after years of beating up his body in various endeavors, working and an inherited illness had left him with a shrunken cock that could not hold an...
Elaine lay on the bed, her body tingled from the delicious welcome she'd had from Petra. Her head floated away in the afterglow, and she felt amazing. She heard a tap-tap sound; someone had tapped on her door."Come in please," Elaine spoke in a dreamy tone, her buzz coursed through her.The door opened and a striking looking woman entered her room. She was about five and a half feet tall, including her three-inch heels, with chocolate coloured skin, intelligent brown eyes, and full lips. Her...
Oral SexDrawing... Drawing... I sat back and looked at my picture. I’d drawn Faith and Danielle sitting together on the bleachers before the football game. I’d tried to capture the moment after they’d kissed each other. It had been a fairly quick kiss, but after that they’d cuddled against each with contented little smiles on their faces. They weren’t looking at each other, they’d been looking at Pearl and me, but their entire bodies seemed to be reaching out and holding the other person. It was...
"Can you do lunch?" His sexy voice asked."Of course. The usual?""Half hour?""Sounds great!" I happily replied."Darling...""Yes?" I asked."I'm famished."I all but giggled in response, "bye Anthony.""See you soon.""Can't wait."I ended the call. Goodness I can't believe that phone calls with him still make me breathless. I took a sip of my warm chi tea and smiled at the thought of him. He was married to his work and other things but he always made time for me.We would always set up dates to keep...
Quickie Sexi couldn’t help it! i told my bf i would not cheat on him again and i meant it when i said it, but when john asked me to lunch at work i said yes, knowing he’d probably want more than lunch. i thought we’d just go eat, talk about work and that’s it, but…. all day he had been staring at me, i was wearing a cute and very short summer dress and cute sandals, which i had off at work, i prefer barefoot, my legs must’ve looked real good to him because i caught him staring at them a few times and he’d...
EAGERTO My cock started to stir in my pants as soon as she opened the door. I wanted to have her the moment I saw her. Not that she was all that great to look at or anything — great enough though: mid to late thirties, a woman’s figure – not some skinny k**’s bod with no know-how, not fat either — ordinary I guess. But one look and I knew she had it, and knew howto use it She gave me a bit of a look too as she asked me in. And there was enough in the look to get me good an’ hard right there...
I was in work today and the girlfriend was around so asked me to meet up with her for lunch. Nothing too strange there, we've done it a few times. We went to this nice little cafe we know and sat down at a table across from each other. It was a little booth style table. We ordered lunch and while we were eating I could feel her foot rubbing up my leg. I looked over at her and to look at her you wouldn't know anything was going on. She was just talking normally about her day and other regular...
Hope you enjoy this:I was taken with her from the first e-mail I received. This woman, who responded to my ad on an adult personals site, was everything i was looking for: An intelligent, professional, attached woman who, like me, was completely dissatisfied with her sex life at home and looking for an escape from the everyday.We e-mailed each other constantly with lengthy e-mails and we talked about our education, our spouses, our likes and dislikes and what we wanted in bed.After a few more...
EAGERTOMy cock started to stir in my pants as soon as she opened the door. I wanted to have her the moment I saw her. Not that she was all that great to look at or anything -- great enough though: mid to late thirties, a woman's figure - not some skinny k**'s bod with no know-how, not fat either -- ordinary I guess. But one look and I knew she had it, and knew howto use it She gave me a bit of a look too as she asked me in. And there was enough in the look to get me good an' hard right there...
The Courier Club was busy as they entered and grabbed the last free table near back. Glancing around, it was easy to spot the small handful of Lavender Town natives, as most of the other couriers seemed to be either hanging onto various souvenirs from the festival or were talking so loudly that their comments about Lavender's strangeness made them stand out. A small handful were also wearing extra layers of clothing and shivered as the front door opened and closed, sending in gusts of wind...
I go back to the office feeling pleased with how today is shaping up. I can hear the cackling well before I get there and that's because, as I see when I walk in, Dean is wasting no time and the fun has very much started as regards poor Gerald. The boys have got the wretched guy naked and scampering around the room on all fours, yapping like a dog. They're sat at their desks and they're making Gerald crawl around from one to the other, begging for this pencil as if it's a bone. They poke...
Robert - Home Economics I knew that taking this class -- at least as Robert -- would single me out. I had no idea how much when I enrolled in it, or that things would be made worse by being naked this week. At least we do get to wear aprons when we are cooking like we are this week. Mrs. Dewitt asked me if I needed relief and I told her no, not that I would not have had plenty of volunteers since I am one of four guys in this class of twenty students. She then had the rest of the class put...
Friday, April 15, 2005 (Continued) I quite like soup, provided there's plenty of it. There was a big pot, so no worries there. It was very tasty too. Even better than Mom makes, although I couldn't understand why. I'd seen Julia cut up the veggies and they'd looked ordinary to me. I said, "This is delicious soup. How come it's so tasty?" Julia said, "It's all in the stock." I was about to ask "Stock of what?" when Carol asked, "Yes, it's delicious. Can I get the recipe from...
In spite of my misgivings about the purpose of this lunch, I felt at peace, almost giddy with joy. As to the purpose, we’d gathered, ostensibly anyway, to discuss my marriage difficulties The peace and joy derived from the fact that we were sitting in my favorite restaurant and I was flanked by my two very best friends, Tammy and Peggy. Sorority sisters while in school together and before that fellow cheerleaders on our high school team. We’d once enjoyed getting together almost weekly for such...
EroticIt was Tuesday at noon, time for our “customer first” weekly group meeting. It had almost been two weeks since Abby and I hooked up at her place following a dinner with Alex and Susan. She had initially invited me to come over just a few days later, but unfortunately, I had a family emergency to attend. We did, however, have some overlapping shifts a few times since then, and Abby acted shyer around me at first but, once she glanced down at my crotch a few times during one conversation, I...
Straight SexI pull into my lunch dates driveway and turned off the car. I sit for a moment listening to the ticking sound of the hot exhaust and engine’s metal expanding and contacting. It is peaceful as I listen to the soft outside sounds despite my anticipation to see her. I take a few deep breaths to maintain my composure before getting out and heading to the door. I am hungry for lunch and starved for her. I knock on the door and wait for a response. She is prompt and always waits near the door for me...
This is my first story and a huge fantasy for me. I am little nervous, so please don't judge me too harshly but I do look forward to feed back. The story goes from past tense to present, that way you have background before being drawn in. I hope you like it! * About a year ago, I met the woman would fulfill my dreams and then some, over the Internet. I have always fantasized about finding a woman, I could relinquish all my control and sexual needs to. Someone who understands how to control my...