Open Night With My Love
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Caller: “Hello?”
119 Operator: “Hello! Happy holidays and thank you for choosing Butterball Turkey! What’s your emergency?”
Caller: “Why would you think there’s an emergency?”
Operator: “It’s Christmas Eve, sir. Why else would you be calling a turkey company?”
Caller: “Well, you’re so right, young lady! And I certainly hope you can help me…this is an absolute nightmare.”
Operator: “Oh no! What can I do for you sir?”
Caller: “I have a group of twenty friends and relatives coming over for Christmas dinner tonight, and my wife just walked out the damn door with the children. She told me that I could just handle it all myself!”
Operator: “That doesn’t sound very nice, sir. Did you say something to provoke her?”
Caller: “I guess I might have. I told her I had more important things to do than help her in the kitchen.”
Operator: “Oh….I see. What sort of important things?”
Caller: “I have to work on my computer…write notes to people and publish my stories; share pictures, give insight.”
Operator: “Well, that’s quite a lot on your plate, sir. You’re wife doesn’t understand the urgency of these matters?”
Caller: “I guess not! And now I have to cook dinner by myself. I haven’t the slightest idea how to cook any of this crap! So I desperately need your help…”
Operator: “You certainly do, sir. I’ll do my very best for you. And since we’ll be spending the better part of the day together in the kitchen, I wonder if you’d tell me your name?”
Caller: “Me? I’m Sam… Dr. Sam Nash.”
Operator: “A doctor? My goodness. So, Dr. Nash…”
Caller: “That’s Sam, please.”
Operator: “How sweet, Sam. Well my name is Kitten.”
Caller: “Kitten? Seriously? Are you some kind of part time porn star or pole dancer?”
Operator: “I’m sorry???”
Caller: “Scratch that…I apologize. I’m just extremely stressed right now, Kitten. Please forgive me. I hope you’ll understand, I haven’t the slightest idea how to cook a meal, and I’ve been left to prepare this massive Christmas feast all on my lonesome!”
Operator: “Sam, I want you to take a breath. Now tell me what you have there and how you want to prepare it”
Caller: “I’ve got this turkey…this ButterBall Turkey. I had to go buy it just before I called because my wife left me with a frozen bird in a block of ice that won’t thaw out till the apocalypse.”
Operator: “I see…and the grocer, he gave you a fresh one from the back did he?”
Caller: “Yes. How did you know that?”
Operator: “Well, I mean, I just assumed…”
Caller: “Never mind. Say, what are these lips beside the emergency hotline number here on the package?”
Operator: “I’m sorry?”
Caller: “Lips! A picture of lips. What are lips doing on my turkey package?”
Operator: “Oh…those just mean it’s our freshest of the fresh, Sam. You know, it’s been plucked, prodded, and plopped straight in the bag….right out of the barn…or the nest…or wherever those things come from.”
Caller: “And that has what to do with lips?”
Operator: “Ermmmm….the kiss of freshness?”
(Extended Silence)
Caller: “Uh-huh…….Well, let’s move along. What do I do with this thing?”
Operator: “You have to pull it out of the wrapping, Sam. Take it out of the bag, maybe in the sink where you don’t make a mess.”
Caller: “Good idea. Should I preheat the oven?”
Operator: “Wow. I thought you said you’ve never cooked before. That’s very good, Sam.”
Caller: “Thank you. You sound very sweet. Maybe about twelve or so…”
Operator: “Oh, I’m older than twelve. We have to be at least eighteen to dance around the pole, remember?”
Caller: “I’m only joking with you, Kitten…trying to loosen you up a little. By the sound of your voice, I’d very much like to watch you dance around a pole.”
(more silence)
Operator: “Okay….Sam, I thought you were stressed out…”
Caller: “Well, maybe your voice has calmed my nerves.”
Operator: “I’m so glad to hear that. How’s your turkey coming?”
Caller: “I’ve got him out of the bag, and I’m washing him off in the sink.”
Operator: “Very good, Sam. Now there are some things you need to pull out of your turkey, and some things you need to stuff into your turkey…all this before you put it in the oven.”
Caller: “Pull out? Stuff in?”
Operator: “That’s right, Sam. You’re getting the hang of it.”
Caller: “I think I’m going to like this more than expected. Can you give me those instructions again?”
Operator: “You mean Pull Out and Stuff In?”
Caller: “Uh-huh….I like the way you say that.”
Operator: “You do? Okay, Sam. At the top of the bird, where you see the wings; that’s where the head used to be. There’s an opening up there. I need you to reach in there and ‘pull out’ what you find.”
Caller: “Alright….I’m pulling…I’m pulling it out, Kitten. I feel as though I should stuff something in first – I mean, before I pull it out?”
Operator: “I’m sorry?”
Caller: “Oh my Lord!”
Operator: “What? What is it, Sam?”
Caller: “I had no idea these turkeys were so well endowed!”
Operator: “Huh?”
Caller: “Look at the size of this cock! But this is the wrong end…some stud of a turkey must have stuffed its ‘thing’ down my turkey’s throat! This must be a girl Turkey.
Operator: “Sam? Sam! That’s NOT a penis, Sam. That’s a turkey neck. They put it in there for the gravy.”
Caller: “The gravy? What does this penis neck have to do with gravy?”
Operator: “Are you drinking something, Sam? Are you on medication?”
Caller: “No!”
Operator: “Maybe you should pour yourself something. Let’s get out a nice bottle of white wine, pour a glass for yourself, and then put a little in a pot to simmer with that turkey neck.”
(Pots rattling…the refrigerator door opens and closes…there’s a loud pop…a soft pour)
Operator: “Sam, are you still there?”
Caller: (Gulp) “MMMMM…that’s better. I wish you were here to drink some with me, Kitten. But Kittens don’t drink wine, do they? They drink milk.”
Operator: (coughing) “Yes, Sam. That’s what we like.”
Caller: “Warm milk?”
Operator: “Sam, do I hear your wine boiling? You need to turn that down.”
Caller: “Oh. Got it. So I’m simmering this turkey neck in wine. What now?”
Operator: “You need to put a couple cups of warm water in there as well, and we will season with some salt, pepper, garlic….and sprinkle some of that on your turkey too. Do you have a thermometer?”
Caller: “A thermometer? Yea, we have one in the medicine cabinet. What do you want with that?”
Operator: “No, not that kind of thermometer. We need a cooking thermometer.”
Caller: “What’s that?”
Operator: “It’s this big long thing that looks like you should shove it in a piece of meat.”
Caller: “Oh, I DEFINITELY have one of those. Let me get that out for you, Kitten.”
(There’s a snap and zipping noise)
Operator: “Sam? Did you find it?”
Caller: “Got it right here.”
Operator: “Great! Let’s just lay that on the counter for now and we can get back to it.”
Caller: “Okay, but don’t wait too long, Kitten. It’s ready to go. Would you like to see it?”
Operator: “Oh, that’s not necessary, Sam. I believe you have what I need.”
Caller: “I certainly agree.”
Operator: “Do you have any apples?”
Caller: “I think so. Why do we need apples?”
Operator: “I like to cut them up and put them in the turkey cavity as stuffing. It gives a nice flavor and keeps your bird moist.”
Caller: “You are just amazing! I thought we put bread stuffing up there.”
Operator: “No, we will make that separately. But first, you need to reach up the bottom hole and pull out what you find.”
Caller: “Whose bottom hole?”
Operator: “The turkey’s – you silly doctor!”
Caller: “There’s something else stuffed in this turkey from the bottom end?”
Operator: “Yes, Sam. You should find a bag up there. Just reach in there with your hand and pull it out.”
Caller: “Okay. I’m reaching up there. I’ve found the bag. I’m pulling it out…I’m pulling…I’m pulling. Oh shit!”
Operator: “What is it, Sam?”
Caller: “I’m stuck! My hand is stuck. Crap! This is a fine mess.”
Operator: “How did you do that? Are you sure it’s stuck?”
Caller: “Oh definitely! You don’t think I’d know if I’m stuck in a hole or not?”
Operator: “Well alright, Sam. Just try to remain calm. Maybe you can lean up against the counter and gain some leverage…pull a little harder?”
Caller: “I’m pulling as hard as I can, Kitten. I’m pulling as hard….Ahhhhhh!”
(There’s a loud crash. A wine glass shatters.)
Operator: “Sam! Sam! Are you okay, Sam? Say something!”
Caller: “Oh Nooooooo!”
Operator: “What? What is it, Sam?”
Caller: “I got my hand out.”
Operator: “Well, that’s great. What a relief! Is everything else okay?”
Caller: “No it isn’t!”
Operator: “What happened?”
Caller: “Now I’ve got my thermometer stuck up this turkey’s ass!”
Operator: “What? Your thermometer is stuck? How could you….wait a minute. Sam, is this thermometer attached to you in some way?”
Caller: “Of course it’s attached to me! And NOW I’ve got this turkey attached to me as well! This is just a disaster, Kitten! An absolute nightmare!”
Operator: “Surely you can jerk that off, Sam.”
Caller: “No, I most certainly cannot jerk ‘that’ off! And my thermometer is throbbing!”
Operator: “OMG, Sam…I’ve never had a call like this! Just how big exactly is your thermometer?”
Caller: “I can’t measure it this second! I think it’s bigger than it’s ever been! I’m gonna die right here in the kitchen!”
Operator: “No you’re not, Sam! You’re going to hang on! I’ll call an ambulance for you straight away!”
Caller: “An ambulance? Are you crazy? You would have an army of paramedics come crashing into my house to see this turkey dangling on my thermometer? No thank you! That’s NOT happening!”
Operator: “Okay, bad idea. What do you need me to do, Sam? Can you make it to the hospital? I can call ahead…have someone meet you.”
Caller: “Have someone meet me? Where?”
Operator: “At the emergency room. I’ll call someone there. They can try to slip you in unnoticed….be discreet.”
Caller: “Be discreet? In a hospital? You must be joking.”
Operator: “I don’t see a lot of options here, Sam. We’ve got to DO SOMETHING, don’t you think?!!
Caller: “Alright, this is against my better judgment. But I’ll go. And you better have somebody there for me, Kitten! You got that? I can’t even put my pants on!”
Operator: “I’m getting on that right this second, Sam.”
(CLICK….)
EMERGENCY ROOM
I knew exactly who it was racing across the hospital parking lot in that Audi Sports Coup. He pulled up to the Emergency entrance like he owned the place as I watched through a small back door window. He flashed his lights and rolled down the glass. I unfolded a wheelchair, then jarred the back door open before making my dash.
“Sam?” I inquired, rushing to the driver’s side.
“Who are you?” He demanded.
“No time for that! Hop in unless you fancy an audience.”
Sam stood, wrapped in a sheet with an enormous bulge at his waistline which was cradled in his right arm. He looked twelve months pregnant.
“Sit!” I insisted. He plopped right down and off we went, racing for the door before the next ambulance pulled up. Once safely inside, we paused in the empty hallway.
I extended my hand. “I’m nurse Kit. I’ve been expecting you.”
Sam looked annoyed, though I couldn’t help but grab his sheet for a lift to take a look. “Oh wow! That’s a BIG turkey under there, Dr. Nash. We need to get moving.”
“Moving where, young lady?”
“Well, I should think the O.R.! We’ve got to get that thing off pronto.“O.R.?” He repeated. “That’s the operating room? We aren’t going to be operating on anything, Kit. Let me make that perfectly clear!”
“I suppose you’re right,” I surmised as I took another look. “But we can’t sit around in the hall all day, so just hang on.” And down the corridor we blasted, his sheet blowing in the wind like superman’s cape.
As we rounded the corner, he saw the sign and the arrow.
“Oh, hell no! We’re not going in there!”
“Yes we are, Sam. We must!”
“Are you freaking crazy? I’m a man, for crying out loud! They will stop you at the desk and ask what you think you’re doing!”
I hesitated. “Quite right…”
We pulled up beside the surgical supply room and clicked open the door. I dove inside, just for a second, then re-emerged with the necessary items.
“Here, put on this surgi-cap (it looked like a blue bonnet), and we’ll put this gown on your top here.”
Sam reluctantly agreed as I pulled out a small supply of make-up from my lab coat pocket.
“Now, let’s get some rouge on these cheeks,” I said, brushing rapidly to cover his whiskers. “And a little eye liner,” I continued. “Let’s darken these eyebrows slightly.”
I stood back to admire my work. “Your lashes are gorgeous, Sam. We can leave them as is. Now pucker up!”
I rolled the lip gloss on heavy. “Strawberry,” I said. “You like?”
“This is madness! Absolute madness! How did you know I like strawberry?”
“Never mind, Sam,” I giggled, blasting his wheelchair through the double doors of Labor and Delivery.
“He’s 10 inches!” I announced. “Oooops!”
“I mean she’s 10 centimeters! Ten centimeters and completely effaced. I’m taking L&D Room One! Open up and let me through!”
“Opening room one,” The scrub nurse repeated, leading the way for our arrival.
“I’ll take it from here,” I told her, breezing by in a white cloud.
“Who is the OB and shall I call anesthesia?” She asked.
“I’ve got it covered,” I answered. “Just close the door behind us.”
“You’ll need to slide up on the table, Sam.” I locked the wheels to his chair and came round to assist him.
“I’m sure I can do this myself,” He said gruffly.
“Oh, I know. Anybody who can drive an Audi like that with a turkey in his lap should be more than capable of getting on the delivery table.”
“Are you sure you know what you’re doing? I think I should be seeing a doctor.”
“I can certainly call one for you, Sam. We can bring in a whole team if you like!”
Sam paused and grimaced. “Why don’t you just see what you can do first. How bout that?”
“Whatever you like, Sam. Now, lie down on your back,” I instructed as I rolled the chair into the corner. I pulled out the poles on either side at the base of the bed and set up the apparatus.
“I’ll need you to slide your bottom down here to the edge, Sam. And put your feet up in the stirrups like so…” helping him maneuver.
“You’ve got to be kidding! I’m not spreading my legs up in the air like this,” Sam protested.
“Do you want me to help you or not?”
“This is not a ‘real’ delivery!” He seemed flustered.
“It looks like one to me, Sam. Anyway, this gives me more room to work and see what’s going on down here.”
Sam flopped back on the table with a loud bang, looking disgusted. I strapped his ankles to the stirrups securely.
“What the hell are you doing?” Sam tried to sit up, but I pushed him back. “Why are you strapping my ankles?”
“Just relax,” I said. “It’s a safety precaution. You need to hold this turkey up while I check things out between your legs.”
“Oh this is just beautiful,” He sarcastically remarked.
“I certainly agree,” I responded. “You have just what I need.”
“What did you say?” He asked.
“I said you’re holding that turkey right where I need it. Now hold still,”….dabbing on the Barbasol cream – a generous portion.
“Now what are you doing?”
“Hold still," I said! "I’ve got a razor down here. I’m shaving your giblets.”
“Oh my God in Heaven; this cannot be happening.”
“Standard surgical procedure, Sam; get you nice and smooth.”
“I’ve told you already, we are not doing surgery!”
“Almost done, Sam; just a few more strokes. You have some lovely giblets, by the way. I like how they roll around when I stroke them.”
“Do you have any plans of getting this bird off my cock?” He whaled thunderously.
“Off your thermometer?” I asked.
“Right…”
“That’s the very next thing, Sam. I need to find just the right tool.”
I pulled open the drawer beside me, rummaging through surgical instruments and supplies, clinking and clanking - slinging unwanted items over my back till I finally found what I needed…a special delivery speculum.
“Here it is, Sam! Just what I….”
His hand gripped my shoulder.
“Oh shit,” I whispered.
“Oh shit is right,” he echoed.
I looked up. “How did you get unstrapped from the stirrups?” I noticed the turkey sitting calmly in the wheel chair.
“I’m rather nimble that way,” He mentioned, pulling me up by my arms and bending me over the table. “You don’t think I know who you are? You don’t think I know what you’re up to?”
“Sam, I can explain…”
WHAP!!! He smacked the shit out of my ass!
“Arghhhhh! That hurt, Sam!”
WHAP!!! He smacked me again.
“How about that one?” He asked mischievously.
“That was even worse,” I whimpered.
“Maybe we should pull these down and continue,” He laughed as he ripped down my pink scrub bottoms and tore off my panties.
“Sam, just wait a minute!” I begged.
But he grabbed my wrists and held them fast behind my back, knotting them together with my shredded thong.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
“Oh my God, Sam!”
He was spanking my butt cheeks mercilessly.
“Let’s see how pink we can make these,” He murmured, slapping my delicate white orbs into glowing red moons.
“Okay! Okay! Okay! It was a trick. I confess! I confess! It was a mystic turkey. It was a spell…a bit of Christmas magic! Like Frosty the Snowman…”
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
“Please, Sam! Holy Fuck! You’re wearing me out!”
“Oh look,” he said, running his fingers over my burning buns. “Pink as kitten’s tongue, I’d say - pretty as a pouting pussy.”
I felt his fingers open me from behind. I was wet, though I didn’t want to be. I didn’t want him to see that. Well, of course he would see that.
“Up on the table you go, Miss Kit!”
He just slung me up there like a sack of potatoes. Then he jerked me down to the edge, strapping my ankles to the stirrups.
“This looks familiar,” He grinned.
“Sam, I don’t know what you’re thinking, but…”
“Be quiet!” Sam placed his finger over my mouth as if snapping a button. Then he reached for the surgical scissors and snipped up the front of my scrub top, filleting it open like a fish.
“This too,” He remarked, slicing through the straps of my bra, exposing my meager breasts and my tiny pointed nipples. He ran his hands down my nudity, groping and kneading.
“How did you know, Sam? How would you know who I am?”
Sam slid his hand down to my mound, fingering my downy fur.
“I actually know how to cook, Kitten. I do most of the cooking when I’m at home. I also know most of the grocers in town. They save me the best cuts of meat, the freshest vegetables, and the tastiest desserts.”
Sam leaned way over and licked my nipples, taking each in his mouth and nibbling the sensitive flesh till I squealed, writhing delightfully.
“The grocers, they tell me things – like when little girls make special, unspeakable plans to trick me and lure me.”
“Lure you?” I asked in a breathy tone. “Who is actually being lured here?”
Sam playfully bit me again, then trailed down my belly with his warm, wet tongue. I arched inadvertently, opening myself for the taking.
“Did you think you would fool me? Did you think I wouldn’t recognize you from the hotline?” Sam glared at me from between my thighs.
“I thought you might know,” I said. “I hoped you might punish me.”
“Then, you get what you wish,” He confirmed, nipping my clit with his pearly white incisors. I gasped. He kissed it to make it all better. “Now you’re the one throbbing.”
He was right. My hood recessed, revealing my pulsating English Pea, raw and raging for affection. I felt myself blossom. I watched him breathe in my scent. His tongue darted to greet me.
“Sam, you’re going to make me come and you’ve barely touched me down there.” My muscles were twitching.
“It’s unfortunate for you to be so easy.” He licked me long and deep, his tongue dipping in a slow wet slurp till I wept in his mouth and drizzled sweet honey down my crack. “You’re such a messy little girl.”
“I’m only easy for you, Sam. And you like me messy.”
He shoved in his fingers and I shattered, gushing in his palm like a champagne fountain - my trickling tunnel gasping and grasping his knuckles. He pumped and he prodded till my thighs were a tremble.
When he stood, I fell open.
“What’s this?” He asked, pointing to my heart shaped pubic tuft.
“I’ve been keeping that since February,” I answered.
“Valentine’s Day is over,” He smirked, reaching for the razor.
“No, Sam! Somebody likes it that way!”
“Which is why I do not!” He growled. Then he swiped it off! “Now it’s time to take your temperature.” He was hard, thick, and ready.
“I have a fever,” I said. “Like I've been in the oven.”
“I don’t think you’re done yet.”
“Then stuff me and cook me,” I pleaded.
“Stuff it in and pull it out?” He playfully asked.
“Yes,” I agreed.
“What about the gravy?”
I hesitated. “I’m unprotected, Sam.”
“That’s not what I asked,” He responded.
I smiled. “You know where I like it.”
“Very naughty. Very dangerous,” He noted, sliding the tip of his prick between the lips of my opening. He splayed me apart even further. “I’m just greasing your pan.”
“Quit teasing me, Sam. You know I need stirring.”
“I can see that,” he rumbled. “You’re pot’s bubbling over.”
“And you’re a chef after all, aren’t you Dr. Nash?”
“Among my many occupations,” He grinned, slamming his thermometer into the depths of my heat.
“Oh Sam, you’re so huge!” I was gasping and heaving as he pounded and tenderized.
“Shall I scramble your eggs, naughty girl?”
“I think you already have,” I admitted. “What could I ever do to stop you?” My arms were numb behind my back, still tied at the wrist with my undies.
“You don’t want to stop me,” He moaned, thrusting and beating and whipping me to a froth. “Your dish is nearly done.”
“It certainly is,” I groaned, squirting across his balls with my Cherry Jubilee. Sam was right behind me, exploding with a vengeance; filling me to the brim with his succulent sauce. It was a marshmallow topping on my sweet potato casserole.
“Care to lick the spoon?” He asked, prodding my mouth with his dripping spatula.
“I’m so glad you asked,” I giggled, lapping and sucking till he was dishwasher clean. “And I can’t help but notice,” I said, batting my eyes…
“Yes?”
“Your thermometer, Sam.”
“Yes?”
“I think your mercury is rising….again.”
“Then we’re off to quieter quarters,” He announced. “A more private cooking lesson!” He picked me up and slung me over his shoulder like Santa with a bag full of presents – my bare ass bright as the northern star.
“Where are we going, Sam? You can’t just walk out of here with me naked like this!”
“I can do whatever I want, Kitten. I’m a chef. And this is Christmas magic.”
“But what about your turkey?”
Sam gave me another slap on the ass, swirling me through Labor and Delivery like a sled across the sky. He gave my butt cheek a playful nibble.
“I prefer ham to turkey any day…”
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I was working on a inportent computer tech.when this women send me a pc to pc message with a picture of a women say want to tast me baby.i look up and she says well how about it and winks i goto get lunch so i goto the elevator but it full.i dont want to take the red elevator its lights fliker and people say strange things happen in there. BUT LIKE I SAID THE ELEVATER WAS FULL SO I HAD TO. SOME GIRL SECTARIES HAD TO STEP IN WITH ME THEY WURE SO HOT.WAN HAD WHITE LONG HAIR NICE BLACK SKIN AND A...
I was having two days off at home. My manager had offered me an extra two days of leave as reward for a job well done. It was leave in lieu and off the record, and she was leaving at the end of the month to return to working for another company. So I was taking off a Monday and Tuesday towards the end of the month, making it a long weekend. My girlfriend was leaving for work on the Monday when I got out of bed, having enjoyed a ninety-minute lie-in. Slipping on my running gear I had gone for a...
Straight SexI rested my hand on the back of her head, “I love you too Kaitlyn.” She lifted her head and kissed me on the cheek, “Daddy, would you kiss me?” I scanned her pretty schoolgirl face and replied “You should never have to ask that question, I’m always ready to kiss you sweetheart” then pecked her on the forehead. The next words came on a light breath across my cheek, “No, not there, really kiss me.” I pulled my head back and looked at my fifteen-year-old daughter, “What?” “Kiss me like...
He had an athletic body but was still skinny, so the muscle tone was very evident as was his tan making his blond hair look even fairer than it really was. Jared’s speedos that first time I saw him were a little too small on him, he must have been wearing them since he was 12 and now he was only two grades younger than me and whilst the green briefs fit his waist he had grown a healthy little cock which stuck out because of his massive balls, or so they looked in those speedos. Anyway, so I...
"HO HO HO, MERRY CHRISTMAS" I cheerfully yell, waiving to the kids as I walk out of the reception hall. It's been a long night but I'm finally done and I can get out of this hot Santa suit. I've been doing the Santa gig for about 10 years now. Its something that I love doing and it provides me with a little extra cash for the holiday season. The smiles on the faces of the kids are absolutely priceless and there are always hot mommies to check out at every outing. I used to do the mall thing,...
FetishFOR those seeking commercial sex in Berlin, Peppr, a new app, makes life easy. Type in a location and up pops a list of the nearest prostitutes, along with pictures, prices and physical particulars. Results can be filtered, and users can arrange a session for a €5-10 ($6.50-13) booking fee. It plans to expand to more cities. Peppr can operate openly since prostitution, and the advertising of prostitution, are both legal in Germany. But even where they are not, the internet is transforming the...
8 - Stationary The next day the conversation got around to fetishes. Judy mused upon chastity belts. "Eve," she said, she always called him Eve these days. "The ones you see advertised are gross. They look to be heavy and extremely uncomfortable. And anyway, if one really wanted to remove one without the key then an angle-grinder would do the job." They discussed what the perfect chastity belt would be like. They agreed that it would be light, easy to remove with the key, but difficult...
Mother replied the same way. "There was no mention in the news about the raid, and I think the Attorney General will keep a cap on it for a few days," she said. Monique and Justine were a little discomforted about the new voice coming to them from out of mid air. Mom continued, "The girls are being taken care of in a Victoria hospital, and have an around the clock guard on them. Each of the criminals have been segregated, and are doing a fine job of telling everything they know about...
Jagati stormed out of the restaurant. Behind her she could hear Bas yelling at her. She angrily wiped the tears off her face. She couldn't believe he'd seen her like this. She wasn't mad at him, just at herself for placing herself in a position she knew would disappoint him. If I'd known going to the diner would result in this I would've said to hell with the credits! I hate the fact he saw me whoring myself! "Jagati, stop!" Bas caught up with her and grabbed her arm. "You can go...
Josh and I had split the reward money from the Wainwright capture, so I had less money than I would have had if I had been operating alone, but I now had a partner that I could count on to watch my back. The swap was more than welcome! Martha and Josh got along very well, but I could not see anything coming of it. Well, what do I know? I am just a man. Anyway, I spent two weeks at home sleeping with my wife. No sex, though. The midwife had told her to forgo sex for at least four months to...
It is 6 pm...Full moon tonight.I can feel it already. Tugging at me. Calling to me. All these years and with everything I have learned it still feels the same. I'm edgy. Snapping at people who don't really deserve it. It has been nearly 10 years since my life changed. A hunting trip up north into Canada. My buddies were the kinds of guys who really loved to get away from everything so we were really north. Hunting with bows. Makes the odds a little more even. Ok so most of us carried a big...
???? ???????? jus-dafax provided this one, thanks! The teacher was talking to her second-grade students about their field trip. “Okay class, what sounds did we hear at the farm yesterday?” Billy “Mooo.” Nancy “Baaa”. Beth “Quack” Little Johnny “Get off my fuckin’ tractor.” ???????????? Gnostic view on Canadian Politicians ???? Although the provincial level of government in Canada if made up of Ministers of the Legislative Assembly (MLA) the media has for decades referred to them as Ministers of Provincial...
Earlier that night Terry had arrived at the party with a hoard of booze, enough for any party, but certainly enough to make sure everyone at this one was well and truly pissed. Strong stuff it was too. No wine or beer here. Terry may have arrived alone, but he knew everyone there from college. He was soon settling in to the swing of the party and suggested some drinking games. It wasn't hard for the boys to figure out how to fix them so that the girls drank the most. They didn't seem to...
"Tell me a story, Jacob. Oh, please, you promised me!" Jenny pleaded whilst straddling her brother’s thighs, black lace panties pushed to one side to accommodate his throbbing cock. Running her hands through his shoulder length blonde mane, she giggled as she slowly rose and fell, her tight pussy squeezing his erection delightfully, her deep blue eyes full of impish delight as she gazed into orbs that matched her own. Jacob was the eldest of the pair by a scant handful of minutes, a fact that...
IncestThe Silken Illusion Part Two The journey home was as strange and perversely exciting as Frilly's amazing afternoon in the Silken Illusion boutique. Once outside, she was flanked by her step-mother and the stunning Ms Erickson and led across the car park to the people carrier. The heels of her pretty, silk lined boots struck the hard tarmac and rang out loudly, announcing her spectacular sissy presence to the world. Yet the car park was now completely deserted: there was no one to...
A mother had three daughters and, on their wedding, she tells eachone to write back about their married life.To avoid possible embarrassment to their new husbands by openly discussing their love lives, the mother and daughters agree tousing newspaper advertisements as a "code" to let the mother know howtheir love lives are going.The first one gets married and the second day the letter arriveswith a single message, simply: "MAXWELL COFFEE HOUSE".Mother got the newspaper and checked the...
Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...
Aap ko meri pahli kahani kesi lagi, to aage ki baat Haan to ab mai pramod bhaiya se hamesha chudane lagi hi ek baar bhaiya ghar par aaye par mai nahi mili to vo mera wait karne lage mummy or bagal wali anti ko market jana tha to vo pramod bhaiya ko ghar par chod kar market chale gaye or meri cousin sister ko bhi ghar par chod gaye aksar mai or neeta didi sex ki baaten karte the par maine apne or pramod bhaiya ke bare mai unko kabhi nahi bataya tha. Pramod bhaiya mera intzaar kar rahe the or...
Hi to all..my dear hot cock sucking girls and bhabhis and my cunt licking male friends , thanxs for all the admiration, responses and support from so many people, I never thought that my story would be like by so many people.. I never thought that I would get so many responses from the female admirers as well, and this is due to the love and support of all the people that I am back with the last and final part of my story. I have personally mailed the last part to many people as per their...
I felt someone shake my shoulder. “Mom, wake up. It’s three o’clock in the morning.” I sat up just as John turned off the TV in the living room. “I guess I fell asleep.” I took John’s hand that he held out to me. “How was your date with Laura?” “It was great. We had a good time.” “I bet you did.” I know I sounded a little sarcastic as we headed for the stairs. “Time for bed, Mom.” John held my hand as we went up the stairs and left me at my bedroom door. I watched him walk down the hall...
Introduction: He dressed me like a whore My hubby had always talked about the Gentlemens Club in our town and I finally told him if you want me to go with you I will. He had teased me about entering an amateur night contest but I wasnt up to that. I did tell him we could go for a little bit so I could see what it was like inside these places having never been to one. The first thing he had me do was my outfit for the evening, a very, very short and tight mini skirt with thigh highs and boy...
"What's up, man?" Brad said cheerfully, leaning up against the wall outside the high school's main entrance. "Nice to see you alive and in the flesh." "Thanks, Brad. Wow... What did you do while I was dead? Go all natural or something? You look great!" "Shit, man. Sandi talked me into doing aerobics with her. I just humored her at first, but now... " he said, bending backwards until his hands touched the ground, then proceeded to smoothly transfer his entire weight onto his hands...
[Note: This story takes inspiration by others similar, such as the works of hematoma, but all ideas here are original. My f-list, and the origin of the character of Eleanor, is here. New writers are very welcome, and I'll be adding every day or so to this story. Send me a message or just start adding if you wish! For readers, feel free to leave comments with suggestions of monsters, scenes or scenarios that Eleanor could get into, and I might include it, crediting you for the inspiration of...
FantasyThis is a true story.I have always wanted my best friend to fuck my girlfriend. The thought of watching them kissing, sucking and fucking makes me horny as hell. The idea of watching her legs back and his cock plowing her wet pussy is awesome. Watching her cum on his cock is for me, a match made in heaven. I have always had very attractive women in my life. And I know that my friends have wanted a piece. Because they know that I am very sexual and have loads of sex, they are envious and kind of...
AnalXochitl Estevez’s Week, Monday A nervous trepidation rippled through me as I approached my house. I could see my futa-sister’s car was in the driveway. She was already home. I swallowed, not wanting to see her. I was just glad I was clothed now. This week, I was chosen for the Program. I was thrilled when my name was called. I was eager to have fun going to classes naked for a week. I had as much sex as I could at my high school. I used all opportunities to ask for relief—a ten minute...
Reddit Rule34LoL, aka r/Rule34LoL! Are you a big League of Legends fan? If so, you might be interested in a subreddit called r/Rule34LoL/. This subreddit is just what you would expect it to be, filled with lots of porn featuring all kinds of naughty scenes with LoL champions. Now I am sure that some of you might be confused as to what the fuck I mean, but do not worry, I shall explain it all.First of all, Reddit.com is a free website filled with all kinds of naughty crap, and there are...
Reddit NSFW ListBeatrice, the princess royal, a young beauty of sixteen years, appeared in her mother's breakfast room dressed for tennis. She kissed her mother, well aware of the woman's freshly-fucked appearance, and stepped back, having practiced what she planned to say. "May I use one of your guards now and then?" The queen blinked at her, thought about the boy who had driven his huge phallus into her less than fifteen minutes before, and said, "Of course, my dear. But be careful. They can be habit...
Hayley’s Saturday was unusually booked all day, thanks to Dan and Pete. In addition to the shoot with Siobhan being arranged, she had also agreed to spend most of the day shooting, from ten in the morning until six at night. Shehe was putting in a full eight hours, and Hayley was really looking forward to it as normal.She had seen the pictures of her new partner and Craig on Pete’s website, and like Dan, noticed how similar their bodies were. The week flew past, and before she knew it, she was...
ExhibitionismSpanking session was something I was really enjoying in, but it was much bigger thing for Mr. Bailey. “Sandra I was never so horny and turned on, I had feeling that heart attack will hit me. Honey here is my credit card - I know you want to see city, malls and other stuffs, so have fun until I do not call you for early dinner”. “No problem” I replied, “See you later Mr. Horny”, kissed him and went out of office. After few hours he called me and invited me for dinner in new restaurant near to...
Dulcie: The commission was elaborate enough, though only a part of our Sunday Mass. The congregation had, for the most part, heard the news and were not too surprised that the celebrant and preacher was the Bishop. For my part I was content to be Deacon to the celebrant until, at the end, I was directed to the altar-rail; there to stand to accept the commission before kneeling for the Bishop’s blessing and to be anointed for the service. Then, Jeremy pronounced the blessing and we all moved...
Deborah rang Paul Martins, the senior paediatrician, as soon as she reached her office. He teased her for a moment but then gave her a slot at eleven. "My coffee break," he grumbled good-naturedly. Deborah saw him in his office. She told him how Annette had come to her and told her what her father had done to her, of the divorce, of her protecting Annette, of Richard persuading her to give Annette more freedom and how she had blossomed. Paul interrupted her. "Do the police know about...
It was 1 week before my 18th birthday, A hot summer day when I receive a text from my friend saying that his mom had gotten a hotel room that was near my house for a day and if i would like to go swimming. The sound of a swim on a day like that was attractive, So i agreed, He picked me up and we arrived at the hotel, I had my towel and shorts ready. We entered room 104 and I see my friends beautiful mom, Nice legs, Nice body, Nice EVERYTHING really. His mom is most of the time outgoing and...
Tan, tattooed sex fiend Lily Lane playfully poses, salivating as her huge tits spill from her sleek fishnet outfit. The cock-hungry starlet plays with her wet cunt, soon welcoming eight dudes for a decadent interracial blowbang! Lily giggles as the guys grope her breasts and slap their stiff pricks over her face. Explicit blowjob action features ruthless throat fucking, a squirting orgasm, and a slimy bukakke finale! The fellas slather her with multiple cum facials, and then lewd Lily soaks up...
xmoviesforyouA knock on the door – FINALLY! My heart had been pounding for quite some time and now was nothing different. I began to walk to answer the door when Dave jumped out of his bunk and ran over. As he opened the door, I saw Brandon standing there in the hallway. “Hey Dave. What’s up?” the voice I had been waiting for resounded. “Not much guy, just doing some crap for history,” was Dave’s reply. “Yea, hear that. Actually I need to talk with Bob about my science. He has Mr. Knop and I know that he...
GaySeth had been banished to his room while his mother took Dani into hers. She’d promised to let him know when he could come back. They were going to change out of their dresses and into something which his mother called ‘more appropriate’ for what the rest of the night had in store. Seth couldn’t wait to see what she had in mind. From all those times he’d gone through his mother’s drawers when he’d been left in the house alone, he knew she had a ton of sexy lingerie—many of which he’d pressed...
I got home from a long day at work and was greeted by my neighbor Liz.Let me describe Liz, she is probably 5'4”, of medium build, 51 years old, long blonde hair, and quite possibly the most amazing pair of (what I later found out to be) 36DD tits.I have had a thing for her ever since I can remember. The first time I saw her I got an accidental glimpse of her very large tits when she was putting a garbage bag in her trash can one morning. Her robe wasn't tied well and that gave me an unimpeded...
SeductionVideo games, TV series, anime, movies. Media has given us so much to watch, play and talk about. In many of those we also find many women that just stick on our minds longer than you'd think. They could charm you by their personality, actor that plays that given character or they are just straight up hot. And I'm sure we all have at least a couple that just stay on our minds the whole. That's why I decided to write these stories where we see our favorite (mostly female) characters in situations...
FantasyHi friends ek baar fir mai aya hu apke samne apni ek nayi story lekr jo ki baat hai aaj se 3 saal pehle ki jab mai Lucknow mai 2 saal k liye apni company k kaam se posted tha. Jaisa ki aap sab log jante hai ki lucknow navabo ka shehar mana jata hai bada he khubsoorat hai lucknow. Mai jab vha pahuncha toh mere pass rehne ka koi sadhan nhi tha company ki taraf se milne wala room ek hafte baad allot hona tha kyu ki vha ka purana architect 7 din mai usse khali karne vala tha mai badi asamanjas mai...
BLOODLINES 2: POST-VAMPIRE DEPRESSION BY Cassandra Anaconda Morrison Being a vampire is not as easy as you might think. In the first place, one has to pretty much swear-off direct sunlight - which means you can forget about that golden tan which is considered the epitome of sexual desirability. Instead you have to cultivate that alabaster pallor most people associate with dead things. One can compensate for this with body make-up of course but I would advise any fledglings out...
ISS ke sbhi chut aur lundon ko nye saal ki bdhai kubh chudai chlti rhe aap sbki aur kisi chut ko lund ki kumi na rhe chliye bdhaiyon ka silsila khatam krte hain aur ek rangeen mast kahani aaj aap sabko sunata hun story ksi lgi iska reply aap mujhe Per mail kre aap mujhe lundakdaas kh skte hain hai main bachpan se he chuut ka bhoot rha hun kbhi apni soti huyi behen ki chut ko sungha hai toh kbhi apni maa ki panty mein muta hai mere kaale lund mein ptanhi aisakya hai jb dekho jahan dekho khda...
I had also dated more women who, on more than one occasion, remarked on how big my cock was. To sum it up, it turns out I'm on the larger side of the spectrum. I found this rather beneficial for my confidence as the only frame of comparison I had was Guest; my counterpart to Dani's DP escapades. So with all this in mind, I decided to participate in my first gangbang. Long story short; I joined a swinger site, posted some flattering pics of my tool and soon enough, I was contacted by a...
To say I was pissed off would be an understatement, I was as mad as a ... I was a volcano about to explode. For two weeks my husband had teased me about this upcoming weekend, as it would be a combination of our wedding anniversary and Valentine's Day. In preparation I had even gone out and purchased some new and expensive lingerie only for him to arrive home driving his brothers 4 x 4. What I thought was going to be a full romantic weekend was to be a weekend of fishing at the cabin owned...
Old homes out in the country are not built like the homes of today. Big families had to make due until they could do better. Often times, houses started off little more than a shack in some rural areas. As the family grew larger, rooms got added on, when and if they could. My wife grew up in a house like that. Whenever we would visit, it would always trip me out on how close they lived together, in separate rooms. This is the story of one of those visits, I'll never forget. My wife, Ilsa, was...
"Mom, I don't know what to do. I'm pushing and pushing, but it won't go in," Josh said, totally exasperated. "Just slide it in nice and easy, baby," his sexy mother Erica replied. "Okay." Josh did as his mother asked, going nice and slow, but once again, he found his efforts stymied as he tried to slowly push it further in. "It's not working. I don't know what to do. I feel like giving up." "C'mon, baby. You can do it. I know it's long and thick, but I think if you just...
We had been chatting for a few weeks on line, when she IM'ed me late one evening. She was horny and wanted company. The hour was closer to 2am than it was to 1am, but I jumped in the shower and got dressed. We had agreed to meet to talk, but the possibility existed that the meeting would end with us in bed. I had never just met someone in the middle of the night with the intention of having sex. The idea did intrigue me, since from our first online conversation the topic had been sex and kinky...
"Do you, Debbie Louise Perry, take this man, Reginald William Baker Green, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Asked the minister. Debbie had been waiting for this moment all her life. She was finally getting married. She would be a wife, and the wife of a good man: Reginald, the seventeenth Earl of Lancaster. "I do." she said smiling deep into her soon to be husband's eyes. The minister then turned to Reginald, "And do you, Reginald William Baker-Green, take this woman, Debbie Louise...