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Coffee? Tea? or Me? The first time I walked into Claire's Cafe, I wasn't really sure it was my kind of place. If I knew back then what a profound change that casual decision would have on my life later, I'm not quite sure if I would rush inside quicker or run far away. Claire has that kind of effect on people. I had just moved in to Granite Bend, a mid-sized northwestern coastal town up in Oregon, to start a local machining business. I had inherited a bunch of machine tools, (mills,...
The next morning, I woke up earlier than usual. Claire was usually the early riser of the pair of us, but I think I managed to wear her out just a little. I grabbed a nice cup of tea, and sat down to do a bit of mid- morning research on my newly arrived replacement computer. For some reason I couldn't get the thought of larger breasts out of my head. I started looking at local clinics that offered such services, then widened my search. The array of surgery options for someone like me was...
The first thing I noticed when I awoke, is that it was way earlier than I planned. The second thing was that I had morning wood. The third, and most urgently important thing was that we forgot to take the stupid plastic chastity device off of me the night before, and it was a very, very uncomfortable error on my part. I glanced over at Claire. She was still wearing the key around her neck, but she was still asleep, a happy smile on her face as she made cute half noises in her dreams. From...
I leaned back in my lavish office chair. There, on my computer screens was one of the most complicated, intricate and fluid shapes I have ever attempted to draw. It had taken me months to get right, and a few times I thought I was up against an impossible to solve design, but it was finally finished. Unlike most of my projects, I had been nearly constantly hard and wet during the entire process. I wasn't sure what that said about me. The 3d model of the most perfect pussy ever that...
I’d been replacing the hot tub filter and plumbing with a newer model and I was covered with dirt, plastic bits, and filter sand. I decided to go to the cabana and shower there, rather than drag all of the mess through the house. I had just lathered up my hair when I heard, “Need some help washing your back sailor?” I spun around and looked in the direction of the voice. Teagan was standing in the shower entrance unhooking her bra, having already stripped off her shirt and kicked off her...
Chapter 1: May 29, 2012 SURPRISE!!! Everyone yelled as Teagan and I walked into the house. Teagan stood in stunned silence for a moment and then started to cry as she picked her mom, Becca, out of the crowd. Becca was supposed to have left for Australia the day before, but secretly stayed behind for a couple of more days so she could attend Teagans surprise 18th birthday party. Mom, I thought you had gone back to New Zealand, I thought&hellip, Teagan sobbed in disbelief hugging her mom. No...
“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Skye had asked Courtney. All it took was a quick glance at Teagan and the two latched on to each other like long lost lovers. Not just any quick, smack on the lips would do for these two. No. Their shared kiss was the deep, open mouthed, passionate, kind of kiss. The kind of kiss that leaves both participants and observers breathless. “Ok, Ok that’s just not fair.” Skye whined dejectedly. “I’ve barely even kissed a guy, and you two are like,...
“I don’t really remember my father. What little I do recall, are more like dream fragments than actual memories. Oh, I have seen photographs, but those are stills, not memories. Dad disappeared from my life when I was barely three years old. No, he did not leave mother and me for someone else or for another more interesting life. He simply disappeared. No trace of him was ever found, other than his car. He had been hiking on the South Island. Mom says the authorities searched for...
I lay there watching Teagan in the gathering light of dawn. The sun was not yet up, but there was enough light in the room to see her clearly. She was on her stomach. Her head and chest lying on a pillow, with her arms draped up and over the pillow, encircling her head. The covers were down around her waist; the top of her boy shorts were just visible under the thick, fluffy comforter. She was not wearing a top; her long, glossy black hair flowed in soft waves down the curve of her back. ...
Claire’s dreams must have been very vivid that night, because I woke up to her softly moaning in her sleep, her hands pawing at her locked shut sex intermittently under the covers. We had arrived back at the hotel quite late from our adventure, my new fianc?© and I, and had gone right to bed, exhausted but fulfilled. I softly petted her breasts through the covers whenever she stirred. I was sleeping lightly myself. I was conflicted about Claire’s chastity fantasy, and what it meant ...
Murmured voices in the background and a faint beeping noise awoke me. My eyes felt heavy and crusty, and as they started to open a little, I winced in pain from the light. A few more attempts and I was able to blink them open. My mouth felt dry, and I definitely had a headache, as well as other new pains. There was a ceiling above me, and I could just make out tracks and wire runs like you see in hospitals. An indistinct head shape popped into my field of view, and I heard someone say,...
The flight over to Sweden was very long, but also very fun. We had a direct flight to Stockholm, and the first-class cabin was nearly empty, so we were free to indulge in more naughty behavior than usual between flight crew trips through the cabin. A large fluffy blanket made it fairly easy for us to take turns orally pleasuring each other periodically during the flight. Between the sexcapades of the previous week, a couple 8-hour sessions with the fucking machine we had ordered from...
Arnold Harris started using the new tea shop in the High Street around the middle of last month. It had been open a couple of months before he eventually he decided to try it out. At the quiet, unfashionable end of the long drag, he found the place inexpensive and relaxing. It was unlike any of the usual chain coffee shops jostling for customers in the prime sites close to the big stores and main car park. Most mums, loaded down with children and bulky pushchairs, eschewed its relative...
Part II of the Tea Shop StoryI was told to call the tea shop before I arrived on my first day. Even though I had been getting unemployment for the last few months, I was still too low on cash to replace the company cell phone I lost when I was fired from my last job. To top that off, my room mate was real a dick and had spent the utility and rent money I had given him on online poker, beer and possibly some "Craig's List hook ups". I went out to find a pay phone (which is harder and harder to...
Author’s Note: I hope this tale excites you. I have a deep fetish regarding female domination, and I enjoy being a toy. I enjoy exchanging explicit email and photos, too. Let's talk dirty. I’d love to know how this story affects you or what I could write for future chapters. Please email at: [email protected]. Enjoy!The Doctor’s Magic TeaBy Peter WilcumChapter 1After a year of celibacy, Roy Morris’ wife Victoria finally told him she didn’t desire him sexually anymore.Victoria is a truly...
Arnold Harris had only been going to the new tea-shop in the High Street since the middle of last month. It had been open for only a few weeks at the time and he had been meaning to go there for a little while. It was at the quiet, unfashionable end of the long High Street drag, so it was never as busy as some of the usual chain coffee shops which jostled for customers in the prime sites near the big stores and the main car park entrances. It was not quite as expensive as those places, and it...
My first attempt at writing a story.I had answered an ad on-line for a local tea shop that was hiring. "Upscale Tea Shop Needs Milk Server - discretion is a must" read the add. Why would a tea shop need discretion? - I thought... I had not really intended to work at the tea shop. I just went in to apply for the job so, I could keep receiving my unemployment that I had been getting for the last 4 months. Really, I was lucky to get unemployment at all since I had been fired after being caught...
Tea Ladies By Michele Nylons (T minus three weeks) Mike Harris called it 'The Quickening'. He had borrowed the term from the film 'The Highlander' where the quickening refers to the awakening of special powers that lay dormant in certain people until they are triggered by a significant event. Mike applied dramatic licence to the feelings that regularly overwhelmed him and called these feelings 'The Quickening'. Mike hadn't felt the quickening for two years; he thought that he...
“I’m pretty sure he’ll be giving me a call.”----Bobby phoned Summer on Tuesday night. They chatted for a few minutes before he got around to the purpose of the call.“I’ve been thinking about kissing you for two days,” he said. “I’d like to do some more of that.”“Okay.”“Would you like to have dinner with me Saturday night?”“Yes, that would be nice.”“How about if I pick you up around six?”“Six is fine. But why don’t we just eat in? No driving, we can just relax. I can fix us some drinks and we...
MatureThis is the story of a chance encounter with tea stall voluptuous aunty in the backyard tasting her pussy with her hubby making tea and my family deep slept in the car. Hi all Indian sex story readers, this is Madhan here, first of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for the story . I am a story writer with many stories published and am writing this story after a break. There was nothing horny/wild in my life to be written about. My dearest sex story...
T Ladies Orgy(T minus three weeks)Mike Harris called it 'The Quickening'. He had borrowed the term from the film 'The Highlander' wherethe quickening refers to the awakening of special powers that lay dormant in certain people until theyare triggered by a significant event.Mike applied dramatic licence to the feelings that regularly overwhelmed him and called these feelings'The Quickening'. Mike hadn't felt the quickening for two years; he thought that he had suppressed thefeelings for so long...
Rose smiled, walked to answer the knock at the door announcing room service with the breakfast cart, and said, ‘Good. That’s a move in the right direction!’ They were quiet on their drive back to New Orleans and Rose had Jennifer drop her off at the Tea Room. Rose waved and smiled as Jennifer drove away, but her smile converted to a frown as she turned and entered the Tea Room. This was like nothing she had come up against before and it would take some very delicate work. She locked the door...
Rose ran a Tea Room on the fringes of the Garden District, within a short distance to Storyville and the French Quarter. Both neighborhoods contributed to her business success. From mid-morning to mid-afternoon, Rose would entertain the wealthy ladies of the Garden District. Her tables were always full, partly owing to the variety of coffees and teas that Rose herself made from ancient and secretly guarded recipes, partly because of the dainty sandwiches and pastries that her cook, Queen,...
Introduction: Mila Brooks masturbates in the kitchen and her husband catches her in the act. Now he wants her to pay for it………by drinking Cum Tea. By now, Mila Brooks was long dressed and taking it easy in the lofty, plush chair. She looked mind-blowing and lovely. With no bra put on to grasp her breasts in their safe place, her extensive and vast light brown hair issued down between her shoulders so as to mask a considerable lump of her boobies. Small and slack-fitting her breasts might have...
(T minus three weeks) Mike Harris called it 'The Quickening'. He had borrowed the term from the film 'The Highlander' where the quickening refers to the awakening of special powers that lay dormant in certain people until they are triggered by a significant event. Mike applied dramatic licence to the feelings that regularly overwhelmed him and called these feelings 'The Quickening'. Mike hadn't felt the quickening for two years; he thought that he had suppressed the feelings for so...
Vera hoisted her bag with her yoga outfit over her shoulder as she walked out of the gym. She had been teaching all night. She pulled the hair tie out of her red curls and shook her head, the curls dangling over her shoulder. Yoga was suppose to be a stress relief, but teaching four classes in a row, filled with annoying people expecting her to fix all of their problems with a simple warrior pose, was just aggravating. She walked across the dark parking lot, the moon shining a faint light...
They both liked tea, especially green and flavored teas. In fact, they had been introduced several months ago by a mutual friend who owned a small shop that sold tea, coffee, sandwiches, and baked items. Both had been frequent customers of this small shopping center store but had never been there at the same time until the introduction. During their tea dates, Brenda and Ted discovered their backgrounds were similar: middle aged, professional, enjoyed traveling, and financially secure. He had...
“Well you’re not getting it,” Maeson replied teasing her a little bit. It was a play on words, and he was still her older brother, and it was still his right to pick on his little sister at least some; which did include when his little sister was kneeling naked at his feet. However, he didn’t leave her hanging long, that would be cruel. He said that just to tweak her nose and let her know that it wasn’t going to be all grave and serious all of the time! After all, this wasn’t some movie and...
It was obvious to Bernard that while Madam Chao might have to wait until the end of the week for the participants in Florence Daniels’ programme to appear, she didn’t intend to let the occupants of the wire cages sit around contemplating their misfortunes. “Slave work hard, earn meals. No work, no meals. No work, bamboo beating. Understand?” she had snapped when the men had been taken out of their cages the next morning. English might not be her first language but she managed to make herself...
I wondered what this story could possibly have to do with the Tea Room, until she continued. ‘Aameenah was already instilled in the Sultan’s harem in 1153 when Eleanor of Aquitane followed her husband Phillip, King of France, on his crusade to the Holy Land. Eleanor was a rare woman. She had money, titles and land of her own. She was bright, strong willed and even by today’s standards, Eleanor would be considered a forward thinker. She detested Phillip. He was a religious fanatic, weak and...
when i was separated from my husband i dated a boy, later moved in with him. his name isn’t important. he wasn’t either, come to think of it. we had a class together and we were both married, maybe missing out on something, or so we thought. we did a lot of lying [verbally and sexually] together, something which binds the less pure of heart. he was a sweet Jehova’s Witness boy and i was the godmother of serpents. it worked well for a while- until it didn’t. he had this wife. so pure and...
Alice paused behind one of the oak trees just as the un-birthday song stopped, her experiences in Wonderland giving her pause. The scene before her, while somewhat strange, wasn’t particularly alarming. In the middle of a clearing sat a large rectangular table covered with all manner of treats such as cakes and scones and jam, to name just a few, as well as a very large teapot and bowls for cream and sugar. No fewer than twelve chairs surrounded it, only three of which were occupied.‘He is very...
Group SexI finally managed to make breakfast. It was hard getting dressed. Every time I tried to put clothes on my mind would remember something that Maggie had done in the shower, and I would feel my cock twitch and then I would have to give it a little tug. I saw only one table laid as I entered the breakfast room, so I sat down at it and looked around me. The decor was nice, clean and with a big wide window at the front of the house letting in loads of light from the early morning sun. Just behind...
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My world is a bit different from yours. Technology's the same; we have cell phones and computers and so forth. Men and women interact pretty much the same way, with a few major differences. One of the biggest is that BDSM is universally practiced; everyone is either a Dom/me, slave, or switch. We also have *lots* of customs, many of which I'll explain to you in due course. But for the purposes of our story right now, all you need to know is that I'm a Dom, and that at the time this story took...
The next morning we continued our work and Jackson began to relay the second part to this latest story … ‘Saturday morning Rose met Jennifer at the Tea Room at 10:00 as arranged. They had a cup of breakfast tea and a scone before heading east out of town. They stopped at an antique store, a produce stand, and found a nice little café for lunch. They chatted easily and enjoyed themselves before heading to view the paintings. After close examination of six of the paintings, Jennifer...
Xiu Mei stepped out of the shower, into the steamy bathroom. She spent some time massaging some perfumed body lotion into her skin before arranging her long, black hair into a bun with an ebony chopstick. Her pussy was already tingling, knowing what she was preparing herself for. She was the daughter of traditional Chinese parents, who had emigrated to America before she was born. Her mother was respectful and deferential towards her husband, who led the family with a quiet strength. As Xiu...
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Danielle has been hard at work all day. Which sucks for her, because it's a weekend. Little nagging projects around the house like laundry, cleaning up and fixing stuff, trips to the store, all that kind of shit has her worn out and a little grumpy, especially since she got up late, ate breakfast late, and is now tired and hungry, but not wanting to eat too much because she'll want dinner at, well, dinner time. And she's pretty annoyed that she's a little sticky and sweaty from rushing about...
Toys“Way I see it,†he offered, “we have three options. We can either go to the coffee shop and see if any of their 1000 attempts have managed to produce a palatable cup of coffee. Go to Maccy D's and get a paper cup of tea but be unable to hear ourselves think or....†his voice trailed off. “Or?†I asked. Tea, cake or something? Hello, my name's Betty. I'm a housewife and I'll admit to being of a 'certain age'. The highlight of my day was a trip to the shops. If the weather was clement I'd walk...
MatureAuthor's notes - Thank you to everyone who reviews the first part. This part is slightly longer and feels like more exposition was necessary. I've tried to sneak in transformation scenes to maintain momentum over the last two parts. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I was having a dream. At least, I was pretty sure I was. I was a man again, just like I was before all the insanity started. Before a spirit living in an ancient teapot gave my six...
Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone for reading, reviewing and sticking with the story. I think in the future I'm going to try for less exposition and shorter, single part works. Enjoy and comment! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was at the end of a long aisle. Its edges were surrounded in impenetrable darkness, but at the end I could make out a circle of light where two people were working on something. I started walking towards...
Alyce woke up feeling very refreshed and well rested. Looking around, she saw a plate of cake and some sort of liquid to drink. A little hesitant about eating and drinking stuff from this place, she was debating on whether or not to consume the rations, when Chet materialized before her. His ability to pop in and out of view never ceased to amaze her, and she watched in amazement. First, his devastatingly handsome face colored itself in. From his shocking, slightly insane, green eyes to his...
SupernaturalCHAPTER 4 Afternoon Tea with a Guest The maid learns how Ms. Anderson likes her tea. --- As Cecilia served his Mistress breakfast, she announced, "My friend Heather is coming over for tea today. I thought it would be nice if you served us, Cecilia. Heather can help make you even more like a woman. Won't this be fun?" "Yes, Mistress Tate," he agreed uncertainly. "There's a good girl," she said, admiring the prettily-tied apron bow of his Hallowe'en maid's uniform. "We'll skip...
“Let’s go into the bedroom,” Ella said, half out-of-breath. Bobby nodded. She held his cock like an eight-inch handle and led him to her bedroom. They embraced in the dim light, their kisses punctuated by flashes of lightning and claps of thunder outside the bedroom windows. Ella pushed the robe over his shoulders and let it fall to the hardwood floor. Bobby unbuttoned her blouse and she took it off and tossed it on a chair.He unhooked her lacy bra and admired her upper body: it was thin and...
MatureAs the week continued while Claire was away, I had a couple more laser sessions. I looked like I had the mother of all sunburns over most of my body, but my skin was starting to feel silky smooth. It was fun not having to shave every morning too. Claire and I talked on the phone in the evenings about this and that, how the conference was going, etc. She said she had a surprise for me when she got back. Inevitably talk turned to sexier topics. I filled Claire in on my laser removal...
When Jackson finished his story we talked for a while … about nothing in particular and lots of things in general … we were developing a genuine friendship and were beginning to get to know each other. This latest story … on a scale from 1 to 10 … ranked about a 6. Certainly not as shocking as others … I found that either I was becoming more accustomed to his revelations, or perhaps I was just becoming more open minded. It really didn’t matter which, I was enjoying Tanglewood and his company …...
Hi na peru phani raj. Maadi ongole . Ippudu nen cheppa boyedi na original katha. Aa aunty peru sri lekha(names changed) . Thanadi bustand daggara oka chinna tea shop . Thanaki mugguru pillalu .. Bhartha vadilesi yekkadiko jump . Intha ki thana shapes cheppa ledu kadu . 40,28,44 .. Avunandi .. Daani front choosina vadu abba ! Deeni sallu yenti ila unnai anukuntadu .. Daani back choosina vadu adi yeppudu vangithe chooddama ani kaasukoni koorchuntaru .. Daani tea and cigarate thagadaniki vache...
A Spot of Tea We had just ended a pleasurable date at a fine continental restaurant, having dined on superb seafood, and as we were leaving, several women paused to conspicuously take notice of Danny. He was only about 5'10", but his broad shoulders and expansive chest made him appear larger. He had thick dark brown hair that was cut fairly short. Most people considered him handsome, and many told him that he looked like Tony Danza. And he did. I wasn't sure exactly how he felt about that, but...
Straight SexGoddess Terrie’s Tea PartyI can tell by the way she is humming Goddess is in an exceptionally good mood. She smiles at me as I arrive home from various errands she sent me out to accomplish. She walks over to me – one hand cups my crotch as she squeezes my balls through the fabric of my pants while the fingers of her other hand frame my chin as she gazes into my face. She smiles as she feels my cock swell and grow responding to the ministrations my testicles are experiencing. She leans and...
(Fm, romance) (edited) Six months had gone by in a flash for 17-year-old Jennie, her 34-year-old husband Mike, and her mom Karen as they worked in the village school in Peru that Sandy, Randy, and her parents had built and taught at. Each day, Mike, Jennie, and Sandy would teach at the school. Mike taught math and sports with the kids while Jennie and Sandy taught English, History and social courses, with marriage and relationship courses, mixed with sex education for the older girls. Mike...
A story for all those who stand in bookshops and skim romance novels to get to the emotional money shot. Bugger character development, get to the good stuff! * Sophie sighed as she watched him through the rain streaked window. She could see Cole was angry even from her seat high above him, looking down on the manor’s driveway. Usually fluid movements were stiff and his mare shifted nervously as he flung himself out of the saddle. Cole squatted to lift one of the mare’s feet, checking it for a...
Hayley daydreamed as she stared at her computer screen, wondering if the day would ever end, if even lunchtime would ever arrive. Bored, she sipped her tea, then ate a sweet. She was still chewing on the sweet when she heard his voice. It was like stepping barefoot onto fresh snow; all of her senses were instantly alive, like a police siren flashing behind you. She could hear him through the open door to her office, talking to the new girl at the front desk. It had been eight months since he’d...
SpankingPart One The air conditioning had just cut on when the door bell chimed. "I'll get that, Angela. It must be the Taylors. Are the children ready?" "Yes, Miz Brown." "Make sure they're clean, then send them to the foyer." Beth walked past the mahogany dining table to peek through the sheers. Yes, there it is: Vicky's silver El Dorado. Beth closed the sheers, glided around the corner buffet toward the pocket doors. "Freddie! Sandy! Hurry! You mustn't keep your guests waiting."...
"Unca Kev!" That was my niece, Marcy. At six years old her pronunciation was great, but she was milking her cuteness for all it was worth. To drive home the point she was mired in the depths of the princess phase her mother, my sister, claimed that all girls that age went through. She was wearing what looked like a Halloween costume with a little poofy pink nylon dress, T-shirt with a picture of standard Disney fare and a weird conical hat with a streamer coming out of the top. She...
If you are given an opportunity to play out your fantasies, you may find that following through might just be one of the hardest decisions you make in your life. But when you take that leap of faith, you may find yourself pleasantly surprised, and pleasantly fulfilled...This is the story of an encounter that happened to me not so long ago. The agony of this encounter was not having anyone to share it with. It was a decision wracked with the anxiety, the fear, and eventually the sweet...
MILFWe had just ended a pleasurable date at a fine continental restaurant, having dined on superb seafood, and as we were leaving, several women paused to conspicuously take notice of Dalton. He was only about 5'10", but his broad shoulders and expansive chest made him appear larger. He had thick dark brown hair that was cut fairly short. Most people considered him handsome, and many told him that he looked like Tony Danza. And he did. I wasn't sure exactly how he felt about that, but he was...
I found Jackson in his study waiting for me, ‘Well, Dana, we’re just about finished here. There’s only two more stories I want to tell you. Then if you could put together a hard copy for me by the first of the year I’d be most grateful. Of course, we’ve all grown quite fond of you here at Tanglewood and I want you to feel free to stay here as long as it takes for you to find a new place for yourself.’ I didn’t realize how close we were to finishing the project and the thought of separating...