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"I ordered butterscotch," she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London, and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. "I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you," replied the waiter then...
“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice, not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied the waiter then...
“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied...
Straight SexThe eleven o’clock news had started about fifteen minutes earlier when I heard a key entering the lock to our door. Moments later the door opened and Janice entered the room, closing and locking the door behind her. Janice stood by the door for a few moments before saying “You’ll never guess what happened tonight.” I looked at her, waiting for her to continue her story, as I had absolutely no idea as too what she about to tell me. Janice looked at me with a grin on her face and said “I got...
ONE "You see, Entworth, I saw you last night at the PainCafe, when you were hitting that girl's breasts....she was tied down, her hands were, and you kept, like thrashing her with that wire thing." Jinx O'Casey smiled at Entworth beseechingly. ? Entworth's swarthy face?stared at Jinx through his prescription sunglasses, his copy of "Soap Opera Digest" forgotten. "You-you aren't here about my share of the rent?" He tried to look matter of fact, but this was an extreme relief. ? Jinx shook her...
These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...
JANICE'S WAY By Jasmine Lee It all started in early December. Janice, the woman across the street, called after Terry as he walked up his front steps. "Scuse me, Terry? Could you do me a favor?" "Sure, Janice, what do you need?" "Could you carry my Xmas tree up the steps for me?" "Be glad to," Terry replied, wondering why she couldn't ask her husband to do it. Terry hated getting involved with the neighbors. He preferred to keep to himself and felt very ill at ease...
As they continued riding in the gondola, Natalie took Janice's hand and placed it on her breast, placing her hand on top of Janice's and squeezing. When Janice squeezed on her own, Natalie let out a soft moan. The gondola had circled back to where it had picked them up, and they exited the boat. They made the walk back to the car holding hands and drove back to the villa. Once there, they went to Natalie's room and sat on the bed."Can I ask you something, Natalie?""Of course.""I have...
First TimeAll had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...
HardcoreAutumn.Eventually, I felt the need to feel the sun and the wind once more, and ventured to the surface, accompanied by my alien lover, Isshu. It was nighttime, and the air was brisk upon my naked flesh. I could not remember the last time I bothered to cover my nakedness – the memory was as distant as that of my life before this island. Paris and London had become places in barely remembered stories. I remembered my companions, of course, especially Em. I contented myself with the knowledge...
Fantasy & Sci-FiGID'S REUNION Gideon??Reinicke and his sister Kate had quite a reunion It was a yearly thing at this point, but they always both looked forward to it.! He'd picked her up at the airport, and taken her to lunch, and they'd discussed old times, and Kate's art gallery, and of course Gideon's practice as?the most prominent?allergist in Buttermilk Falls. ? Kate had asked Gid over lunch whether there were any romantic prospects in his life. "You know, I know you must be lonely, Gideon, are you...
THE TUTOR OF BUTTERMILK FALLSONE Alfred Nemirow rubbed his throbbing dick tentatively, and gave Fanchon an imploring look. His wife of?three years was impervious to such looks,but Alf tried anyway. He looked down at the steaming Starbucks cup, and then checked? the mirrors of the Mitsubishi Galant...was anyone looking? ? God knows no one wanted to catch Kissler Systems's head Accounting and Financial Recruiter commiting an act of obscenity right outside the damn office...even if he was with his...
Venice in August By Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to PapaGus and Deryk for assisting me in preparing this story for posting. Venice in August I’d wandered away from the cathedral entrance, wondering what the hell I was doing there anyway. It was the third day of our holiday, and my two daughters had taken their spouses inside to enjoy the splendour of the old building. And the coolness of the air, I should imagine. I didn’t want to go inside the building myself. I’d seen...
My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...
BDSMA video shot In The Crack is arguably a whole lot better than one shot from outside of that enticing fleshy crevasse. It isn’t fucking rocket science: close-up shots of damn near anything just look better than ones taken from afar. That’s why humanity has invested so much time, energy, and money building advanced telescopes to get better looks at all those celestial bodies floating out there in space instead of staring into the sky with our bare eyes. It’s why your sister takes selfies with the...
Premium Porn Pictures SitesThe last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the country to celebrate the old lady’s birthday. Quite a contrast between a Gothic sex club in inner London to the cottage of a grand old dame in the English countryside. Tamsin had told me very little about her grandmother except that she was called Ariadne and that this was her seventy-fifth birthday. That Ariadne had...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me. I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one. The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before, it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Group SexFriday 6:30 pm Drinks with the lads was great; a weekly rite of relaxation and male bonding. But all good things should come to an end. Not that the employees of the respected law firm of Marmaduke, Daintree and Partners ever let their Friday drinking get out of hand, but the time inevitably came to call it a day and to say good night. After the lads had bid me goodbye, I stepped out into the street and headed home. The evening was calm and mild by London standards and I dropped into...
SupernaturalMy thanks go to PapaGus and Deryk for assisting me in preparing this story for posting. I'd wandered away from the cathedral entrance, wondering what the hell I was doing there anyway. It was the third day of our holiday, and my two daughters had taken their spouses inside to enjoy the splendour of the old building. And the coolness of the air, I should imagine. I didn't want to go inside the building myself. I'd seen it all too many times before and like most of the city, it held too many...
It was after midnight and the weather was hot and sticky this close to the sea. I was moving through the dark alleys of a city in the north of Africa. A very Arab country, and I was an American soldier attached to the local consulate. I should not have been out like this, alone and unprotected. But I had a mission to complete. One that was personal. No one could know I was here, especially my superiors. I had seen her several weeks before in the local bazaar. She wasn't alone, of course, but I...
First TimeAll had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...
My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...
"Cop check," I said, and she pulled down her top, exposing small A-cup breasts with big, fat, nickel-sized nipples. I cupped each breast, rubbing on the nub, which grew hard to my touch. "Definitely not a cop," I said. "Now you," she said, so I unzipped my pants. She reached inside and gently grasped my rapidly growing cock. "Ooh my, nice and big, just the way I like it." We discussed the menu, with appetizers, entrees and desserts and their prices. Everything was reasonable,...
It had to be in the closet, but it was so packed with junk it'd take a week to just get to the bottom of it. "Great," he said out loud, "I'm never going to find it in time." After removing armfuls of junk, he finally found his squash racket, but in the darkness and cold, a sliver of light from the adjoining room shone through. He thought about it for a second, what was on the other side of the wall? Eureka! He realised with a smile creeping along his face, it was the women's shower room. He...
VoyeurReddit ButtPlug, aka r/ButtPlug! I don’t know about you horny mother fuckers, but I could stare at hot chicks with butt plugs up their asses all fucking day. Seeing a little plug up a female’s asshole, imaging how tight it is, and how much tighter it would be if my cock were inside the little brown hole is enough to make my dick get fully erect and jack off right here, right now. Do you think I’m goddamn crazy? Then you’ve never fucked an asshole before!That’s why when I came across...
Reddit NSFW ListThe next morning Janice woke up to find Natalie sitting out on the small patio outside the bedroom. She slipped on a robe and went out to join her, leaning over her chair and kissing her."Is that coffee I smell?""Yes, I had Rosalinda bring a thermal pot and two cups. Help yourself."Janice poured herself a cup and sat down next to Natalie."You were right. It is quite peaceful out here in the morning. I can see why you enjoy it.""It is my favorite time of day out here. Or at least it was...
ToysCassie and I had known the basic content of each other's opening argument. We'd been working on them in my bedroom for the past four weeks. We shared information back and forth. I gave her the material that I was sure she would use in her rebuttal. We didn't know the exact content and that bit about the Supreme Court ruling was brilliant. I wasn't sure how I'd rebut that. I figured if I didn't have contradictory evidence, I could divert it into a different channel. We were both...
Drinks with the lads was great; a weekly rite of relaxation and male bonding. But all good things should come to an end. Not that the employees of the respected law firm of Marmaduke, Daintree and Partners ever let their Friday drinking get out of hand, but the time inevitably came to call it a day and to say good night. After the lads had bid me goodbye, I stepped out into the street and headed home. The evening was calm and mild by London standards and I dropped into Lou Lou’s quaint...
Reddit Celebrity Butts, aka r/CelebrityButts! Only a few things are guaranteed in life; taxes, death, and celebrity butts driving all of us insane. I mean, you must be a fucking fag if you don’t think Kim Kardashian’s bubble butt possesses the ability to break the internet. Not that there is something particularly wrong with that, but I’m sure you catch my drift. Thing is pretty much every celebrity that flashes a few skin trends faster than a snowball can melt in hell. And with stars like...
Reddit NSFW ListJanice was almost certain she was straight. The one and only time she had touched another girl's breasts or even kissed another girl was that summer when she was sixteen and a camp counselor, and she chalked that up to youthful exploration. Since then, in her last two years of high school, Janice had dated boys, a lot of boys. She had finally slept with one of them, then spent the next two months worrying she was pregnant.After finally getting a pregnancy test, and it was negative, she swore...
HumorAfter what seemed to be a lifetime hubby and I finally made our way to Italy. It was a fantastic trip starting in the south and working our way up some six weeks. I must say and doing so is a bit of a surprise, it was Venice that left the biggest impression on us. Rome has it’s history and Florence was so refined but it was the sexual energy we felt in Venice that had us dying to return to. Our first trip was taken with longtime friends, I’d call them our closest still today but what lacks is...
If you've read any of my stories, you'll know that since I've been divorced, I've been pretty much 100% gay, and for me that means. 100% submissive to real men.I've been humiliated and embarrassed both privately and publicly, and although it can be truly awful at the time, I keep on going back for moreHowever, for all the dominant men that have used me, and many have been on a regular basis, none of them have ever left me with a buttplug inserted.This is something I have desired for sometime...
"Are you almost done? I'm leaving soon if you still want to go." Debbie stood in her son's bedroom door smoking a cigarette while he lay on his bed jacking off. A loud porno was playing on his TV, some girl was getting gangbanged. She was a chubby brunette covered in tattoos, and caked in cum."Yeah...yeah...almost." David's cock was drooling precum as he continued jacking off. Long strands of stickiness had spilled over and dried on his hand. He was close to cumming though, he just needed...
Reddit Cute Little Butts, aka r/CuteLittleButts! Look, bros. You won’t see me arguing with the man that screams until he’s blue in the face, has a heart attack, and falls over dead, professing his love for big, round asses. There’s nothing I love more than slapping and grabbing a big ass, holding on tight, and making the bitch moan my name while I remind her how hung ThePornDude actually is. But that’s not the only kind of ass I enjoy fucking with – and it shouldn’t be the same for you.Because...
Reddit NSFW ListI started working as a legal intern, not even a junior attorney, at the law firm of Verbreennung, Stechen, and Wunderhintern in the fall after my graduation from law school. The dress requirements were strict. Women were to dress in a manner that emphasized their femininity. I don’t mean slutty. But the dress code emphasized dressing like a professional woman.Women were to wear dresses or skirts and blouses. No pants suits allowed here and high heels were required. Hosiery was optional,...
AnalDays have gone by, maybe weeks even, and our sex drive wasn’t slowing down or even showing signs of slowing down in the future. I‘m still going regularly to church, but I don’t repent my sins. There is no sense to repent something that I don’t plan on stop doing, or if don’t feel sorry about it at all. The entire point of view when it comes to sins and sinning seems pretty different nowadays. Probably because the stuff that‘s happening right now is, well, a big fucking sin.It seems to me that...
Yangus hurried to the closest bar around, The Cockatoo’s Nest, quite a rundown place from the looks of it on the outside. When he stepped in, much to his surprise, it looked rather luxury with red velvet sofas and dark lights. The bartender was an enormous cigar smoking bulldog wearing a strap-on. Yangus ordered a scotch and asked him about the whereabouts of Butt Slammer. It was only then the bulldog really paid some attention to him: “Butt Slammer? Yeah, I can see why he has interest in you....
There were three things that set Bryan apart from other well-liked and decent young men who populated the two-year old Principality of Layland. The most noticeable was his great wealth. He had become a billionaire a few times over and it happened nearly overnight. His good fortune emerged from a bad decision. You see, a shyster real estate man knew Bryan had a little money and he lied about mineral and oil reserves under Layland Acres and he told Bryan if he purchased the property immediately...
FetishI first met Tina when she was just sixteen years old Janice. by ?The Fantasist.? Chapter one. I first met Janice when she was just sixteen.? It was in the early summertime, and late evening, and I was driving back from a business meeting and I saw this girl walking. She was thumbing for a lift so I slowed down to take a look. She was about five feet four inches tall with long shapely legs that were accentuated by her short skirt so, being a red-blooded American male, I stopped for...
This is a story about butt-style facesitting and a male who craved it for years. Sometimes, the things we want most come with problems we never imagined. This is not a sex or penetration story but rather one focused more on ass-adoration.----------------------------------Tori Rollins was a cute and popular girl with short brunette hair, bright brown eyes, and a compact gymnast-like body which included a very round, compact gymnast-like butt. Since I had been a butt watcher from c***dhood, her...
I met Janice in my freshman year of college. We had a few courses together, so we had some talking points to get to know each other better. Janice was beautiful with a soft smile that just someway brightened up the day. Her hair was an auburn color, which she wore down to the tops of her shoulders. She often wore shorts which highlighted strong straight legs that were quite long. Janice was about 5'6" and 125 pounds of pure sensual energy. Her skin was soft and she got enough sun to give her...
Janice and Moe Childhood memories are funny things. There's no rhyme or reason as to what memories will stick or when they'll surface. Janice and I lived next door to each other in a country setting in the outer suburbs of New York. Our families had lived side by side for many years before our births. Janice and I were the only children in both families. She was two years older than me and though we had been neighbors since birth, my first recollection of the girl next door was from...
Tori Rollins was a cute and popular girl with short brunette hair, bright brown eyes, and a compact gymnast-like body which included a very round, compact gymnast-like butt. Since I had been a butt watcher from childhood, her bottom was something I noticed---often.I wasn't confident in my youth. I was too afraid of girls to approach them and the thought of asking one out sent shivers through me. Besides, what good would it do to ask one out if all I wanted to do was put my face in her ass? The...
FetishVenice Vacation (MFFF Voyeur)I was in the bathroom in a hotel along the Grand Canal in Venice. I was masturbating in front of the sink¸ as I do most mornings. This location, as I soon learned was in direct view of the bathroom of the hotel room that shared the airshaft adjoining our bathroom windows. As I applied a liberal amount of lotion I pumped and stroked my hard on. Using both hands in opposite swirling motion. I tugged my balls and fingered my ass as I griped my shaft with two fingers,...
I wasn’t confident in my youth. I was too afraid of girls to approach them and the thought of asking one out sent shivers through me. Besides, what good would it do to ask one out if all I wanted to do was put my face in her ass? The dating pool for that kind of girl seemed predictably small while the pool for face-slappers much larger. Girls were like goddesses. They were gorgeous and complicated and mysterious and— gawd— how I wanted to fall to my knees and worship...
Porn girls gotta start somewhere. It was 2:30 in the afternoon and Brittany was cruising in her new red Beemer. The car was freshly washed and gleaming. This was the way Brittany wanted the car to look while she was out trolling. Near a local high school there were lots of girls walking home. Some were pretty enough for what Brittany wanted, but they weren't right. She kept driving, making sure she didn't break the speed limit, which meant she was going slow enough to check...
---------------------------------- + I wasn't confident in my youth. I was too afraid of girls to approach them and the thought of asking one out sent shivers through me. Besides, what good would it do to ask one out if all I wanted to do was put my face in her ass? The dating pool for that kind of girl seemed predictably small while the pool for face-slappers much larger. Girls were like goddesses. They were gorgeous and complicated and mysterious and--- gawd--- how I wanted to fall...
Janice My Secretary Michael, who is 49 years old moved back to his hometown about two months ago. He had been living out of state since he started college. He was married with three c***dren.. His father owned a successful business and decided to retire. He asked Michael to take over the business. Michael accepted the challenge. Janice was 61 years old with short blonde hair. She had worked for Michael's father for the past 25 years and enjoyed it very much. She was his administrative...
A sat on the hard floor and made little squeaky whimpering noises like a chipmunk. His brain had been fried with intense embarrassment. He wore only a tiny pink lace thong panty. Nuzla and Garima stood nearby giggling at their blushing panty boi. Nuzla reached down and grabbed his left arm, Garima grabbed his right arm. Each girl lifted James about 8 inches off the ground and then slammed his butt cheeks firmly down on the floor with a hard PLOP! James grimaced, rolled his eyes, and blushed....
Gay MaleAs she walked into the party, she looked around and realized that she didn’t know a soul there. There was a hosted bar, and she went up and ordered a margarita. She moved away from the bar and saw a group of people enjoying their drinks and meeting one another so she joined them. She introduced herself and met six other people attending the conference. A few had arrived a little earlier than Janice and looked like they had gotten a head start on the free drinks. One of the ladies said that...
We were soon dating and before to long became lovers. Not being very experienced, my lovemaking was novice at best. Janice and I kind of learned from each other as time went on. We were both quite horny, and if time permitted in our day, we would rush back to our dorms and get it on. I didn't feel we were anymore amorous that any other couple. After graduation, we both got jobs and lived together. The fucking intensified, more so by Janice who demanded shagging often. She said she had a...
Chapter 2 – Arrival She finished her cigarette and entered the terminal. The flight was uneventful and she landed in Denver about 1 pm. She rented a car and found her way to the hotel. The conference was scheduled to start with an icebreaker that evening. Just before she pulled into the hotel parking lot, she spotted a convenience store and on a whim, pulled in to buy a pack of cigarettes. She was a little nervous as she walked up to the counter and asked for a pack of Marlboro Lights. The...
Introduction: Janice and Marilyn take turns fucking Marilyns boyfriend My wife, Janice and I had just finished cleaning up from our evening meal when there was a knock on the door to our apartment. Janice said, Ill get it. That should be Marilyn. We are going to have some girl time together at her place. Janice opened the door and Marilyn entered saying Hello. to me. The two women exchanged brief greetings and then proceeded to have a short conversation. Moments later Janice said to me, Were...
JANICES MOM MAGGIE Read Janice first to get a background on people involved I confronted Janice after she got off the phone with her mother. Why did you fill her in on all the stuff going on around here? Your mother is really prim and proper and I dont want any trouble from her or your Dad Janices Dad has his own energy firm which is quite successful. However to keep it running smoothly he is constantly on the road, mostly overseas. We seldom see him even for holidays and I can count on one...
A few years ago, a friend of mine wanted to have a mfm, including dp. I told her I would set it up for her. To give a visual, Janice is 5’4′. She has a very large butt as well as large breasts. She defines ‘bbw’. She has both pierced nipples and a hood ring. Despite 2 kids, she has a very tight pussy. Sexually, there is pretty much nothing that she will not try (except for bi – she dislikes that whether its m/m or f/f). She is also a squirter. Now on to the story: Janice showed up and changed...
Chapter 1 – Preparation Janice was very excited. She was going to get to go to a conference in Denver by herself. It was the first time she would be away from her husband and children since she had been married five years ago. It’s not that she wasn’t happy – she was. It was just she was missing some of the excitement in her life that had been there before she had settled into marriage and children. She loved her husband – they had a good sex life and he provided a wonderful home to her and...