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THE BOARDER by Brian Houlihan copyright @1999 by Brian Houlihan All Rights Reserved Comments? Feedback? [email protected] "Step in, honey." She was holding a pair of women's cotton panties, pink, open for me to step into. I was naked and trembling. I followed her orders. Frieda pulled the panties up my legs and then fastened them about my waist, stroking my penis and balls and ass several times. "There. Now doesn't that feel good, honey?" "Yes Mommy." "Ohh...
Mitchell Crawford looked over the room and decided immediately that this would do just fine! For eighty dollars a week he got a nice place to stay plus breakfast and supper, not bad at all! His new land lady, Mrs. Anna Williamson, seemed like a very nice person, who he guessed was in her mid fifties, and in their short conversation, he had learned that the big house was left to her by her late husband who had died several years earlier. With its rambling upstairs and plethora of bedrooms, Mrs....
Erotic"Step in, honey."She was holding a pair of women's cotton panties, pink, open for me to step into. I was naked and trembling. I followed her orders. Frieda pulled the panties up my legs and then fastened them about my waist, stroking my penis and balls and ass several times. "There. Now doesn't that feel good, honey?""Yes Mommy.""Ohh your little pee pee and balls look so pretty. Oh someone's getting a little hard, Sweetness. I guess you like your pretty panties.""Ooh Mommy. That feels so...
My ex, from years ago likes to be a little tease. She meet's up with me on social media sites, and sends me dirty messages. Promises that she fucks like a porn star, and when talking dirty, tells me she will do everything she knows I wanted her to do when we were together but wouldn't back then. So the other day we ran into eachother, for the first time in almost a year. We went for a coffee and started to talk about our last chance meeting.that last encounter was pretty hot, and I figured a...
I’ve been living at home for some time now, but have always helped my mom by paying room and board to help her out sence I’m over the age of twenty-one and have a full-time job. The recent change in the economy has forced her to rent the basement out to compensate the recession, so she placed an ad in the local Capital paper looking to rent a portion of basement. About six people came by to check out the room, but only one seemed promising. Despite the open space in the basement, it is...
Kelly's journey begins at the end of yet another long week at work trying to earn enough to pay the bills. Since your divorce money has become tight. You were paying off a mortgage now so never had enough cash left over to pamper yourself like a woman should. You hadn't had a man in your life since your husband had left. At first you hadn't missed a physical relationship; you had been too devastated to even think about sex for a long time after your husband's departure. However, over these past...
I told her that I didn’t really know Amy all that well, but that she and her husband were welcome to stay. Bev explained that they had packed all their belongings in a trailer and should be at my house in a couple of days. I thought it was presumptuous to send them on their way to my house without knowing whether I could let them stay. Two days later Amy and Buster pulled into my driveway. It had been seven years since I had last seen Amy, and was shocked at how well she had developed. ...
I unbuckled my belt then I heard a noise overhead. SHIT! I thought I was home alone. Upstairs was my mom’s friend, "Cathy's" room which had its own little bathroom. She had been staying with us for about 11 months. She moved in "temporarily" about a month after her divorce. I went out of my room up, the creaky stairs, as quietly as possible. Once upstairs I walked to Cathy’s door which was ajar. I peeked in. What I saw shocked me. Cathy was inside standing at the foot of the of the...
Introduction: My young niece and her husband moved in with me for a few months My sister Bev called me to ask a favor. She lived hundreds of miles away, so we rarely saw each other, and she was somewhat of a prude and did not approve of my lifestyle. Anyway, she explained that her daughter Amy and her new husband were moving to the town where I lived and needed a place to stay until they could find one of their own. She thought that since I was all alone in my big house, that I could let them...
I married my high school sweetheart. Bill came from what I would call an "Old-Fashioned Traditional" family, and by that, I mean, his mom never worked outside of the home, and they went to church every Sunday. She cleaned, cooked, had babies and raised kids until they were empty-nesters, the typical suburban household of the 60s and 70s.My husband finished college when I was a freshman, and we got married right after his graduation. I didn't get much exposure to campus life. I always felt a...
College Sex[To the readers-- my comma is broken so bear with the prose!] WINNIE "I can't forget anything " Winnie thought bleakly. Cheryl gets so impatient when I lose focus. Winnie's broad bottom still stung a bit from the night before when Cheryl had forced the sobbing Winnie to lie naked on her own king-sized bed wrists bound behind her back. Winnie had looked over her shoulder pleading as the other woman had tossed her blonde curls before raising her hand the red nails clutching the straightened coat...
Wendy awoke just past 5 a.m. Kenneth lay spooned behind her an arm around her so that a hand cupped one breast. Wendy wore nothing and luxuriated in the warm expanse of Kenneth's body pressed against her. Reluctantly she pulled herself away and padded into the bathroom. She sat and peed. There was slight irritation of the extremely tender walls of her vagina. No surprise. He had made love to her into the night, first visiting each of her erogenous zones including ones she didn't know she had...
Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do ?Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do. Well when I was a younger man and she was younger. But I still find her kind of sexy for a mature woman. So sue me for using my talent to have a little fun with what I consider a hot older babe. I enjoyed writing it. How you enjoy reading it.???????????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? CAPTAIN JANEWAY CAPTAIN?S...
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...
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