Surprise Bedfellows Part 2
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by DarkRide Chapter 1 - Nathan in decline COVID had hit hard. Like so many others, I lost my job, and soon my self esteem as well, with the only money coming into our house being from my wife Shona's admin job, and even our son Mike contributing most of his pay check from his job at Mcdonalds to help keep the roof over our heads. Initially I applied for literally hundreds of jobs, but so did thousands of other people. Rejection after rejection followed; not even 1 interview despite years...
I think it’s fair to say that most people don’t grow up thinking about running for political office, and it’s usually personal circumstances that evolve to encourage them to do so. That is certainly the case with my husband Ed, and you might be interested in learning the path we took to his becoming elected to be the State Representative for our district in 2012. My name is Abigail, but everyone calls me Abi, and Ed and I grew up in a rural, farming county in the Deep South in the late 1990s....
by Darkride Chapter 3 - Shona's Day Sitting on the toilet in a stall at her work, skirt and panties around her feet, Shona furiously rubbed her clit, trying at the same time not to make too much noise. Her panties were soaked with both cum and her own sexual lubrication. She couldn't believe how horny she was even after Mike's quickie shower fuck that morning, ended with him cumming in her mouth, followed by the pounding her co-worker Joe just gave her in the supply room. Having sex with...
A guy and a girl share a studio apartment. I’d been apartment hunting in a half-hearted way for a couple of weeks without any luck. So now I had to go at it more seriously. I took the afternoon off and looked at five places. The last one was only a studio, but it was in a pretty good location, just three blocks from work. A girl had come to see it too, and the manager showed it to both of us at the same time. What can you say about a studio apartment? It had a bathroom, a kitchenette, a...
Life is good. I’m not making tons of money or creating the most challenging projects, and that is okay, but my marriage is good, although the sex is marital sex. That means I have sex, but it isn’t wild and dangerous, passionate, frequent enough, nor do we do it with as much experimentation or variety as I want. But we still do it, and there is lot’s of it. We have read Open Marriage and talked about some of the possibilities of bringing another person into our sex life. I wonder a lot about...
I walked into the political office not knowing what to expect or even why I was going there. I am not a political activist and I didn’t even vote in the last election. Someone pretty much dared me to go in and check things out. Little did I know I was entering into a Bastogne of Craziness. (The names have been changed to protect the guilty and the innocent.)I am, by my own admission, a fairly good-looking young twenty-two-year-old, the beneficiary of a mother who was a model and a father who...
OccupationsLife is good. I’m not making tons of money or creating the most challenging projects, and that is okay, but my marriage is good, although the sex is marital sex. That means I have sex, but it isn’t wild and dangerous, passionate, frequent enough, nor do we do it with as much experimentation or variety as I want. But we still do it, and there is lot’s of it. We have read Open Marriage and talked about some of the possibilities of bringing another person into our sex life. I wonder a lot about...
Straight SexJim and I had gotten to the Bend It around 8:30 p.m. that night. We had met some guys from work for a beer at another bar around six and were not ready to go home. We were usually in the Bend It four or five nights a week, depending, so we were readily known by the regulars and of course Ray, the bartender. We said high to a half dozen people we knew and nodded to some we had seen before. We stood at the bar drinking our beers. Jim was talking to Ray about some redhead who had been in last...
Booming laughter filled the big office like helium pressing the wall of a balloon threatening flight and nearing explosion. Henry Igor Miller the Fifth, or Prince Hal--soon to be Henry V once his dad finally kicked the bucket--extinguished the image of the threesome, two Joes and a Gina, from his state of the art laptop. The endless vigil would continue elsewhere in the Connecticut castle grounds. Well paid and trusted minions had the boring task of observing the FITZ and their company of...
“I’m not good at this either,” Walker complained, Fig releasing another frustrated scent as he struggled to fit a piece of armor onto an increasingly irritated Drone. They had run him through seemingly every job in the factory, as if they were struggling to find a place for him in the hive. Walker still didn’t understand what the point of all this was. They couldn’t possibly need the manpower, why go to such lengths to integrate him? Was this how the Borealans felt when they first arrived on...
I lay on my bed spooned against a pillow wondering if it was possible for me to be any more of an asshole. It wasn’t just Ella. It was Alice. And Angie. And all the other women I’d met on this ‘big adventure’ of mine. Did I even have room in my life for a ‘real’ relationship? The pillow wasn’t answering. I couldn’t have heard it through my sobs even if it had. I’d been two years on the road. I was thinking I needed to take it easy for a while. Maybe even hide. I got myself online and...
Lucy was done for the day, and once her make-up had been removed and she was back in street clothes, they climbed into the Mustang and drove back to Glendale. They made a stop at a strip mall to buy the makings of the planned barbecue and had a sandwich lunch at a coffee shop, before driving to Lucy’s house to unload. It was three o’clock by then but since Early would not arrive before five-thirty, they decided to make the four-mile trip to Wildwood Canyon. After parking the car, they hiked...
“Angel, I need you to wake up. Come on, now. You aren’t hurt. You just fainted. Wake up, Angel of Mercy.” Somewhere in the distance behind Ernie’s voice I could hear sirens. Someone had at least called the police when the shooting started. Shooting! That woke me up. I could hear Ernie’s voice, so he was alive. He said I wasn’t hurt. That left ... I pushed myself up with Ernie’s help and my eyes tracked instantly to the two crumpled bodies on the sidewalk. The black Cadillac was gone....
Iden watched as Isabelle went back and forth, creating a pile of fabric that she had sourced from all over her cave. It was comprised of silken curtains, canopies from lavish beds, and elaborately embroidered drapes. There were billowing dresses, extravagant tunics, and gowns made from the finest satin that must have once been part of some wealthy woman’s wardrobe. Instead of blankets, she had assembled piles of fur coats and warm capes. These fineries alone were probably worth more than the...
July, 1989 "Ah, if it isn't the inimitable Miss Alice Spencer-Killdare!" rasped the demon, his accentless voice sounding like a blade being run over a whetstone. His eyes flared as he saw me land, a smile curving the thin, colorless lips. The black dogs surrounding him looked even more massive now that I was on the ground level, the smallest of them easily outweighing me by at least four times my scrawny ninety pounds. They were almost tall enough to look me in the eyes, staring at me...
The next evening was a washout. Mom went out with her sister and came home late and went right to bed. I had no choice but to stay home and whack off. I talked to Jimmy that day, told him that I had seen my Mom’s tits. His eyes lit up. He said he would love to suck on them, he had sucked a grade 10 girl’s tits and she loved it. He then told me he fucked her too but she was too slutty and he just came his load. Jimmy asked if I had ever fucked a girl yet and I said yes, but wouldn’t tell...
It was a long day for me. Hardly paying attention to schoolwork. Thinking of what I had done the previous night. The long ride home in the back seat of the car with my own drunk Mom on my lap. Getting so full of lust that I actually fucked my own mother without her even knowing. Going several times to the washroom and half whacking off, but stopping myself in anticipation of that evening. I helped Mom make dinner and sat with her for awhile on the sofa watching TV. I had mentioned a movie...
Over a few years, my Mom started having a drinking problem. I was too young when I realized it two years ago, and had no idea what to do I thought it was because my Dad was overbearing and controlling. He paid no attention to me much or my school work. He would only allow her to have female friends that he knew. He worked a lot in sales and basically neglected me and Mom. He also traveled a bit. One night she had gone to an all girls’ party with her sister. The host called...
My buddy Mel was old car collector and had found an 50 Ford in a small town he wanted to restore. But he needed to go there to bring it back on a trailer. However he didn’t have powerful enough car or hitch and I did, so we decided to take my SUV and go get it. It would be a fun trip through the mountains and would mean an overnight motel stop on the way and another coming back. He called a motel he knew about two thirds of the way and booked it for the two required nights. I made a joke out...
What Jimmy and I had done with my Mom while she was drunk and passed out on the sofa, was enough to keep me sexually fueled for weeks. Dad came home on schedule, and I resumed my boring life, except in my room when I slipped into Dreamland With Mom mode and whacked off. Suddenly the girls at school meant nothing to me and seemed so thin, immature and definitely not sexy. Every time I caught myself glancing at their boobs I only saw my Mom’s luscious heavy breasts. Every time Jimmy and I...
Farm Help Girls (Updated)----------We were being overwhelmed at the Farm. So many people showing up to board their horses or just to ride on the weekends till summer. Jackson, the farm manager, had threatened to quit unless we got some people to help him out with all the various chores he had to do every day. We all pitched in with feeding the a****ls but all the horses had to be groomed and brushed, and then saddled up for the daily riders. Taking care of the customers' needs and then when...
*This is the updated version. I fixed some words,added stuff in and moved some things around.*I haven't found many stories like this (or maybe Ijust haven't looked hard enough) so I thought I'ddo this.So this is a true story. Like true-true, or true tothe best of my ability, none of that nonsensewhere people say it's true but more like "looselybased on a true story". Just thought I'd get thatout of the way.Anyways, when I was much younger I had noidea how sex operated. I didn't even know...
WHORE By Emma Finn Updated and streamlined from its original online publication, Whore is now part of the short story compilation AN New You by Emma Finn, available on Amazon and Smashwords... 1 I was almost certain she was a whore and that tantalised me - that I was spying on her without her knowledge. It thrilled me almost as much as fingering the slip of paper in my pocket, knowing about the power the unnatural words on it contained. I asked myself, just for a...
This is based on a true story. Many years ago, I was newly married and starting my career at a major corporation. I was sent down to Dallas, Texas for 2 weeks to help install a new branch office. Being that I had a wife at home I didn't want to cheat or find some one night stand. I opted to go visit an adult video store instead. I found a place where you can choose which movie you want to watch and then go to a private room to watch it. Since this was all new to me, I picked what looked like a...
Report to the King of Sparta. B.C 481 "We must conclude that there was more then one Persian ship in our waters. When one met with disaster in the storm, the other picked up survivors and as much wreckage as it could. The shield is the only piece of wreckage that signifies Persian identity. There can be no doubt that it was a spying mission or an attempt to land agents of Persia on our soil or the soil of a neighbouring state. We cannot ignore the possibility that a neighbour may actually...
Le vol dura des heures, et pourtant Maxime n'en pouvait plus d'excitation. Une heure environ avant d'arriver, il se rendit aux toilettes, et se changea pour prendre sa tenue habituelle - jean, baskets blanches, queue de cheval -. Il se sentait ? l'aise ainsi. C'?tait ainsi qu'il comptait vivre aux USA. Galvin lui avait dit que tout ?tait pr?t pour lui, et qu'il n'avait plus qu'? arriver. Son logement, son contrat de travail. Un v?hicule l'attendait ? l'a?roport et devait le conduire ? l'embarcad?re puis jusq...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 3 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 12 - Rentr?e des Classes pour Chris Pour des raisons diff?rentes, les deux cousins ?taient tout aussi inquiets. Chris faisait sa rentr?e dans la l'?cole de beaut? et Sam avait mis ses nouveaux v?tements et esp?rait plaire ? Jessica. M?me s'il avait dit le contraire ? son cou...
Ce jour-l?, Maxime Lamothe eu 17 ans pour la premi?re fois de sa vie. Bien s?r, il avait eu 16 ans, aussi, et 15 ans avant ?a. Mais ces ann?es-l? ?taient encore porteuses d'espoir. Il avait attendu, attendu, mais il s'?tait jur? que si ??a? ne changeait pas, il irait voir quelqu'un. Au cas o?. C'?tait maintenant. - Ecoutez, jeune homme...je ne vois rien d'anormal. Votre taille ne devrait...plus tellement changer. Vos parents ?taient d?j? petits eux aussi, apr?s tout. Mais c'est vrai, g?n?ralement...enfin....-...
Maxime resta tr?s longtemps dans un demi-coma. Ou, tout du moins, il le pensait. Des images allaient et venaient. Des personnages apparaissaient devant lui. Il ne pouvait pas voir leur visage, mais il les entendait parler. Parfois en fran?ais, parfois en anglais. Il se sentit avoir froid. Puis chaud. Puis froid ? nouveau. Et faim. Et chaud. Plusieurs fois il voulut ouvrir ses yeux, mais il n'y parvenait pas. Lorsqu'il ouvrit enfin ses yeux, il ?tait dans une chambre d'h?pital. Toute blanche, toute...
In this part Theron trys to drug Queen to make her his lifetime slave. And he started to sceduce her hard. [email protected]
FantasyNote from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...
In front of here is what can only be described as the hideous monsters we worried about slithering under our beds as children. Lurking in our closets. He stood at least three times her height, and even get started about his girth. He stood there immodest, unclothed as any creature should be. She couldn’t help but glance at the pelvis. She couldn’t comprehend what creature this was. Where she was. What was happening. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread, and arousal as her eyes are...
I always loved coming to these conventions. Every year guaranteed new memorable experiences. The last time I attended was four years ago, right after graduating college and before starting my new job. I arrived at the airport on Wednesday, midway through the convention. My vacation time flexibility and work responsibilities prevented me from taking off the entire week. While waiting in line to pick up my rental car, I formulated a response for when people would ask, "Where have you been...
Author’s note: This story is based on real life events that occurred to me. The names have all been changed to protect the innocent, and not so innocent. Some dramatization has been added to match the themes of this site, but otherwise I have tried to remain true to the original experience. This story does not have a lot of sex for its length, but considering it’s based on reality. . . Well, you’ll see why as you read it. For those coming to this story from my dear friend’s, Dark_Brother,...
It was morning at camp, this camp was nothing like any camp anyone had ever been to, all the kids there were kids that were living rough, kids who had no parents, they were brought to the camp by the camp director aditi (old greek name), in this camp they were trained to fight, told that they had to protect the world from creatures that escaped from the underworld. three years had passed since jonah and celeste had arrived at camp, since day one they had become friends, they grew close as the...
I watched as she got out the car she had on a pair of blue jean short shorts and a black tank top i could see her pink bra straps under it. Carolyn is 33 years old about 5"5 skinny tan she has small breasts and flat somach.also long blonde hair and blue eyes. She is one of the most attractive woman that i talk too. She is actually my step cousin but i didnt care i always check her body out. I stood by the window and watched her walk up the steps I rubbed my penis trying to get it hard so...
My first story begins with Val, the story of how he lost his virginity. Believe it or not, but this is what he said... There were three Megans: Megan M., Megan H., and Megan W., Each a different personality, clique and look. Megan M. was a tall, slender, attractive girl; she had a light brown hair that went to just below her shoulders and light brown eyes. She was very athletic, Varsity Soccer and Volleyball. She was a shy girl who had the kindest of voices. She was the kind of girl...
About 3 o?clock he arrived. He greeted each other with a handshake. He told me to head inside and get a booth; he?d be there in a couple minutes, that way the clerk wouldn?t think anything of it. I paid the clerk and got a handful of tokens. I headed towards the back and walked into the dark hallway. Different TVs with porn could be heard. I chose the 2nd booth on my right and waited. Randy came into the hallway a few minutes later searching for me. I opened the door and let him in. We sat down...
(Incest - mother/son, mast, solo, breasts, teen, facials, WS, uniform) PROLOGUE Debbie was only sixteen when she gave birth to her son, Jake. The father was only eighteen himself and didn't fancy the responsibility of fatherhood, and he didn't stick around. In fact, he never saw his son. Debbie's parents were supportive and looked after baby Jake during the daytime to allow their daughter to finish her schooling. Debbie took her toddler son to college with her where she obtained a...
I have worked at improving my spelling and grammar. I hope I did a better job with this one. Chapter 2 Jen was alone downstairs in the family room sitting on the couch. She really needed some alone time. Her pussy was begging for some attention. She needed to masturbate in the worst way. She slipped her right hand into to wet bikini bottoms and started to rub her pussy. She could not get over just how wet she was. She started to stroke her poor wet pussy. Oh it felt so good to...
I woke up in an unfamiliar room, alone, disoriented and with the worst head ache of my life. I vowed to myself to never drink so much in my life again. Then I laughed softly, knowing I would party just as hard the next time I got the chance. I looked around the room and saw different flags from England and a lot of clothes on the floor. Mens clothes, and some sports equipment, gosh, what had I gotten myself into now? I found my phone on the floor and saw all of my clothes next to it. Shit, I...
Hello! Please choose if you are male or female. So if you are male, first name is male, if you are female first name is the female one, yada yada yada. Something to note: The male perspective is in first person, while the female perspective is in third person. ...Long story, basically the male version is written by one friend and the female is written by... another. Which one am I? Secret! (Kinda.) There is no gay or lesbian threads right now, just M/F and F/M. Sorry! Please enjoy!
RomanceI had sex with Amy Jo Johnson on the set of Mighty Morphin Power Rangers while she was playing Kimberly Hart... the pink ranger. I once told her I wanted to eat her out. She replied by saying...We arranged to meet up in her dressing room. She was wearing the outfit you see in the photos below...When I arrived there, I saw her wearing the same outfit including the tight pink shorts. Keep in mind Amy Jo in only 5'2 tall. I slid my hand down the front of her shorts and under her panties. I started...
5th Chapter of Wife’s Story…JC returned to her room after her time with Reuben and Lem, and she was feeling a bit dehydrated as she came through the door. Grabbing a bottle of water, she sees the light on the telephone flashing indicating she has a message. Come to find out, she has 5 messages waiting for her and they were all from her husband. “JC, where the hell are you!” was the gist of the messages, and it was too late to call him back this evening, so she’ll just call him in the morning...
Wife spanked by step dadMy wife’s parents have always been strict disciplinarians, so my wife was used to corporal punishment. When she lived at her parent’s home, the punishments for my wife usually consisted of spankings to varying degrees.For minor misdemeanour's, my wife’s mother would usually take her over the knee for a hand spanking across her clothed or panty covered bottom and sometimes, if the misdemeanour warranted it, a spanking OTK on her bare bottom.For serious incidents, my...
Disclaimer: Fictional story. All characters are made up and any similarities to you or anyone you know is coincidental. No daughters were fucked during the making of this story.(contains i****t from a daughter's pov, look away if this bothers you)"Yes daddy! Fuck me, fuck your little girl just like that!"My sister's muffled plea for a good hard fucking can be heard through my bedroom wall, along with the creaking of my daddy's bed. They were at it again. Not that I was surprised, ever since mom...
Eva soon left for home. I went to the store after my work and paid the store clerk her commission. She replied, “your wife is cool, get her here more often”. I simply nodded and tried keeping a low profile.Soon I reached home and noticed that Eva had been busy. She had washed her new lingerie and it was drying in the gallery. She was not around so I went to my room and quickly took a shower. As I came out of the shower in my towel I saw Eva sitting on the bed ready with my nightclothes. She...
I was working in a town called Leicester. My girlfriend Christina had just finished a degree in French and Italian so went I decided to go off on an adventure and teach English abroad, I only looked in France and Italy and when I found a job in Sicily she came with me. She was fearless in the bedroom, very sensual, completely at ease with her sexuality and moaned and screamed uncontrollably when she came which was frequently, intensely, repeatedly (we’d even got complaints from our neighbours)...
She was way too young to be in here. Hell. She didn't even look old enough, not even close. I guess folks 'round here just trust what the I.D says without a second glance, and they sure won't hesitate to let pretty girls in this bar to liven it up a bit. And, that they did, with their cut off jeans shorts riding up on pert bottoms and cowboy boots, along with a clingy little top showing off everything they had to offer. Or damn near close enough...I could definitely fill in the blanks where...
Lie to Me Early August 2003. Wullendonga. Large NSW Regional centre. Winter in Australia Chapter 1 She knew I was mere metres behind her now. I was gaining on her with each passing moment and could sense her panic, or the essence of it. She was running as fast as she could, to escape, but her form was slipping and she was flailing somewhat wildly, all still to no avail. Her Brunette ponytail was swinging rhythmically from side to side, something hypnotic about it, her...
I had been working at it for months. The peephole was finally completed and now the glory hole was done. I admit it was a far fetched fantasy, but what the hell, it excited me into masturbation every time I worked at it and that’s all that mattered. I am a foreman in a huge warehouse. We hold imported goods from all around the world. Skids of Asian wicker and rattan furniture wrapped in burlap and piled high everywhere with channels for the forklifts. Some merchandise almost forgotten in...
This is a continuation of the Judy series. It may be easier to understand if you read the previous chapters. This story contains very little sex (other than Jilling) but sets up cheating, extramarital affairs, cuckholding, multiple partners and other sexual topics for future chapters. If you don’t like these topics, please don’t continue to read this story. To the trolls who ignore this and then bash the story for what it is; you’re just showing your ignorance. I appreciate all true scores and...
See the link in my profile to find all my stories and more chapters to this story DISCLAIMERS -I'm just trying to be helpful with these disclaimers. I don’t want to spring things on anyone! -My writing is SUPPOSED to be gross and wrong, which is what makes it so thrilling to write! You SHOULD feel icky reading it, which is why I consider it HORROR! I try to creep myself out as I write, getting into the mindset of a perverted VILLAIN. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong....
Anna loved date movies. The only thing that bothered her was that she would be going to this movie without her treacherous live-in boyfriend Donald. Her beloved Don had allowed himself to be discovered humping her little sister Nicole right in their tiny apartment in the Village. The sight of her 18 year old sister bent over the cushioned leather back of the sofa with her intended husband rutting just like the pig he really was stayed in her brain like the refrain from a catchy ad jingle. They...
As I mentioned, my home and my mother’s workplace, as my sexual journey began, were in a suburb once considered “in the mountains”, a place for resorts. Our place had been one of the small resorts. A number of the larger ones had become assisted living communities. How can prostitution be the oldest profession? How would the customers have earned the fees? For a given engagement in the sex industry, we called the project/engagement leader the producer. A senior producer might manage...
How many of you mother fuckers have a Twitter account just for creeping on your favorite porn stars? Basically all of you, right? Fortunately, Twitter has not pulled a TikTok and banned pornography from its platform, and for good reason. It’s the best fucking way to alert the world what you are up to, what you are working on, and how tight your pussy really is.If you love jerking off to Riley Reid videos, then why the fuck have you not followed her yet? She is waiting on you to give her a...
Twitter Porn AccountsI'll start with My Dad, Bob, he's 39 years old and works a lot with the company he started back before I was born. He's an average sized man for his age, not really over weight, but a pretty big potbelly. I'm 5'11 now, I quite a bit bigger than my dad (in more ways than one), he's only 5'6. My cock is about 11.5 inches when it's hard and from what I've seen of my dad in the showers when I was a kid I would be surprised if my dad was even 5 inches when hard. He started smoking when he...