Flex Appeal
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"I love this drive," said Marisa, staring out at the scenery passing by.
"Me too," added her husband, John. "Here's the big bridge. Not much longer."
Marisa turned her attention from the blue water and the palm trees towards the famous seven mile bridge in the Florida Keys. Big Pine Key was their destination. It was just on the other side of the bridge. It was quieter then some of the keys, but close enough to Key West, they'd only need a short drive for a good meal, sightseeing, or drinking in Key West's famous bars. Marisa and John preferred things quieter especially with a new baby with them and they were looking forward to seeing John's frat buddies and best friends.
The young red headed wife turned to check on the baby, peacefully sleeping in the backseat. John had a bag resting on the floor and she saw several magazines sticking out of it. She grabbed them both. One magazine was called Iron Man and the other was Flex. The same black man was on the cover of both. The man was a bulging mass of muscles. His skin was as dark as Marisa's was white and he had referred to her as the whitest white girl, he'd ever seen. He wasn't an attractive man normally and even less so when he was posing, muscles straining, veins bulging across his forehead, skin oiled and glistening. "Why did you bring these?" she asked her husband.
"I thought I'd get Flex to sign them. Joking of course," replied John.
The bodybuilder was one of John's frat buddies. His name was Shane, but everyone called him Flex after the magazine that had given him his first cover and the current issue was his third time. He had been called Token at first as he was the only black guy in the fraternity, but he hadn't cared for that nickname. He did approve of Flex and told everyone to call him that. Marisa didn't care for the black man. He was arrogant and full of himself. He had no problem flirting with her or any other of his friend's wives. He drank more then she approved of and usually had pot with him when he wasn't competing. She'd met him three times now. The first was at her and John's wedding. Shane was 26 then and dating the woman who would become his second wife. She was a lovely black girl named Lola. Lola also competed and looked great when she wasn't posing which made her look man-ish. Marisa had met her again a year later when she married Shane and then again on one of their weekend getaways. Lola was pleasant and funny, completely smitten with Flex. Her only physical flaw was her chest was as flat as John's. She was close to 0% body fat and often commented on how she wished she had Marisa's breasts. Marisa had always been buxom with heavy C-cup breasts. Wait until she sees me now, thought Marisa glancing down at the milk laden DD's she'd had since having Jack eight months ago. She was looking forward to seeing Lola again, even if that met spending a weekend with Shane. Flex was 6'2" and weighed according to the magazine 320lbs and none of it was fat. His dark black skin had been a problem for him. He was African black and when posing always had to have a light background and plenty of lighting to see his musculature. His pose on Iron Man was full frontal and everything was bulging out, it even looked like he had muscles under the tight crotch hugging dick sack he was wearing. Jesus, but that was a huge bulge. "What is that thing under his suit?" she asked staring closely at the magazine cover.
"Uh ... Um," stuttered her husband of four years. "Uh ... don't tell him I told you this, but he stuffs his suit to make it appear that he has a big bulge. You know what they say about bodybuilders."
"No, I don't."
"Steroid use makes your dick small and limp, so they stuff socks in their suits."
"Oh," she replied.
"You don't find that attractive do you?" he asked. John asked that same question every time she saw Shane. The huge black man was a manly man and though John and his other buddy Grant, were both good looking, fit men, they deferred to Shane as the alpha of the group.
"God no," said Marisa, reassuring her husband. "I don't know any woman that finds that attractive. Lola being the exception." Marisa bent her head down closer to the magazine. It didn't look like Shane stuffed his suit with socks, she could almost make out the outline of a penis under the tight material, a really big penis. As she stared, something dripped on Shane's crotch. The fluid was a milky white liquid and she watched it spread out to cover Shane's penis shaped bulge. Marisa glanced down at her breasts, nipples rock hard, milk appearing on the tips of each. "Oh god John, I'm leaking. Can you pull over?"
"We're almost there."
"I know, but my udders are screaming to be milked."
John glanced over at his wife's bosom with appreciation. Since having Jack, her nipples were hard and ultra sensitive. The two times they'd made love since Jack was born, sucking and pinching her nipples had given her a rare orgasm. Marisa would have been happy having sex more often, once a week maybe and possibly more, but John had felt weird about sex since the baby was born and truthfully even before she'd gotten pregnant his sex drive was much lower then hers. He'd even seen a doctor and was told he should start taking testosterone supplements, though he hadn't gotten around to it yet. Of course at thirty, he was well past his sexual peak and Marisa at twenty-seven had a ways to go to reach her peak.
He glanced over at her breasts again. Her bra had been driving her crazy where it rubbed her nipples and she lost it during the first hour of their five hour drive. All Marisa was wearing over her black shorts was a green blouse that looked lovely under her red hair. The blouse was loose and gaped open between buttons and she'd even undone a couple as if her breasts needed air. He could see tantalizing glimpses of flesh through the gaps and it was enough to make his penis stir. She'd be getting some this weekend. Even if he wasn't in the mood, it was their fourth anniversary in two days and he was obligated to perform his husbandly duties.
Her breasts looked like two over inflated balloons under her top with her normally rose colored nipples now swollen and angry to a brownish purple. "Hurry, I want to feed the baby before your friends see us."
John pulled over into one of the private picnic areas along the beach. Marisa quickly unbuckled and exited the car to retrieve Jack from the back seat. The baby woke as she lifted him and true to form, he was hungry. Marisa sighed with relief as he noisily sucked on her milk laden breasts. She sat back down beside her husband and let Jack nurse until he was content.
John's cell buzzed. He checked his messages. "Grant and Candace have arrived and are waiting at the beach.," he read. "Candace says the cabins are too small."
"She's always complaining," said Marisa, shaking her head. Marisa actually liked Grant better then his wife though she and Candace got along fine. Candace was never happy with anything, she liked to gossip, and she was a little too religious for Marisa's taste, though both she and John dutifully attended church every Sunday. Candace on the other hand, volunteered at her church, ran vacation bible school, Sunday school, and was there three days a week. "I don't know what Grant sees in her."
John snorted. "She looks like a fucking Victoria's Secret model!"
"John! The baby!"
"He doesn't know what I'm saying. Besides, the little bugger's busy."
Marisa looked down at her son, hungrily slurping and as he so often did while breast feeding, Jack's eyes were growing lidded, closing, and then her nipple sprang free as he fell asleep. "Stop staring," she scolded her husband, feeling his eyes on her breasts. Marisa buttoned her blouse to hide her breasts from passing traffic. She gently placed Jack back in the back seat carrier and buckled him in. She retrieved her bra from her bag and returned to the front seat, struggling to put her bra on under her top and wincing as the material rubbed her sensitive nipples. She needn't have bothered for when they arrived at their destination there was no one around the cabins and John went alone to retrieve their keys from the office.
Marisa carried Jack into their room while John unloaded their car. Traveling with a baby had doubled the amount of luggage they normally took. "For once, I agree with Candace," said Marisa surveying the small cabin more of a trailer. The three couples had rented three cabins near the beach. They weren't much larger then a small camper. The cabins were circled like wagons with a lawn between them. There were chairs and cots, plus hibachi grills in their private courtyard, a picnic table, and a fire pit.
"This explains why they are so cheap," said John. "I'll hold Jack and you can go put your swimsuit on."
The only room with a door was the bathroom and that was just too tiny for her to change in. Marisa retrieved her bikini from the luggage and started undoing the buttons on her blouse. She paused when she saw her husband staring at her with delight. Her pale skin turned pinkish as she blushed realizing that her needy pussy might actually get some servicing this weekend. She almost told him to turn around and would have before the pregnancy. Since the pregnancy, John had seen some disgusting things come out of her body and she no longer felt much shame around him. Instead, she turned to face him and boldly stripped under his appreciative stare.
John felt like taking his wife then and there, but unfortunately, Jack was wide awake and gurgling. Marisa had an odd shaped body and had trouble finding clothes that fit. In winter, when she wore bulkier clothes, she looked dumpy, but her true form was revealed the less clothes she wore and nude she looked glorious. Her waist wasn't thin, but it was shapely. She'd worked out to lose her belly fat and her stomach was sexy and mostly flat. She still carried extra weight in her ass as well as the increased cup size for her breasts. If anything, the extra weight had improved her already decent looks. Her hips were larger then her waist and nearly matched her bosom. Her crotch was smooth and as white as the rest of her, but for a small red landing strip. It looked good enough to eat and he hadn't done that for her since before they were married nor would he ever again after watching his son's head come out of there. John felt the blood leaving his penis at the memory.
"Damn! This is just what I was afraid of," said Marisa, pulling up her bikini panty. The front hugged her mound so tightly she was showing a bit of a camel toe. She turned around and John could see some extra ass flesh sticking out. "I'm a cow."
"You look great honey, better then I've ever seen you in the seven years we've known each other.
Marisa smiled gratefully. "The top's going to be worse. Maybe, I can pick up a suit that fits in Key West?'
Her fears were justified as she tried to squeeze DD cup breasts into a C cup top. Her breasts stuck out of the tops, the sides and the bottoms. Even worse, her nipples had doubled in size during her pregnancy and her areola were barely contained by the stretched out triangular cups of her bikini top. She had to stretch out and adjust the material to hide them. "Not sure why, but this material doesn't feel as bad on my nipples as my bra."
"Maybe, you'll just have to wear that bikini all weekend then."
"You wish." Marisa took Jack from her husband and watched John get dressed. John was developing a paunch, but for the most part, he looked great. He was pretty trim and fit, still as handsome today as when they'd met. She removed some rubber gloves and disinfectant from the bag. "I should clean first."
"Later honey," he replied. His wife had developed a strong nesting instinct during her pregnancy and insisted on cleaning everything. John kept his shirt off, grabbed the baby bag, and put some sun screen in it. Marisa's fair skin didn't tan, it burned and she always used a lot of sunscreen. "Lets go find Grant."
The young couple walked down towards the beach. Marisa carrying the baby. There was a boat out in the water with an older couple getting in the water to snorkel, but otherwise Grant and Candace were the only two others on the narrow little beach. "There they are," shouted Grant rising to his feet. His eyes zoomed in on Marissa's breasts and widened in amazement. Candace noticed the improvements to Marisa's figure too and her eyes narrowed in jealousy. John had just seen his wife naked and was turning his appreciative gaze on his friend's wife. Candace did look like a Victoria's secret model and she actually did model bikinis and lingerie though the company she worked for wasn't as prestigious, but neither was it sleazy in any way. Candace had an absolutely stunning face and was the best looking woman any of them had met in person. Her eyes were a bright blue and her wavy blonde hair fell down her back between her shoulder blades. She was curvy, but thin, almost too thin, but that was what modeling agencies wanted these days. Her breasts were small B cup mounds, perfect for her figure and like most models, her skimpy bikini top was tight and pushed her breasts together creating cleavage. Her bottom was a thong too and she had no problem showing off her bare ass. Despite her religiosity, she felt no shame showing off her sexy body. A silver cross hung from her neck and sunlight glistened off a diamond stud in her navel.
"Marisa you look fantastic," said Grant.
Candace wrinkled her face, not liking to hear her husband compliment another woman, but her features softened when she saw the baby. "Oh this must be Jack. Can I hold him?"
"Of course," said Marisa, passing her baby off to her friend. Jack smiled happily in Candace's arms. "You're a natural. So when are you two going to have a little one of your own?"
"Not ready to risk my figure yet with my career going so well," said Candace, looking sadly at the happy baby. Longing apparent in her eyes. Grant had married younger. His sexy model wife was only twenty-two, eight years younger then him. Candace was smart and knew she only had so many years to capitalize on her looks with a modeling career and wanted to wait to start a family. Candace passed the baby back to her.
The two couples heard a motorcycle on the road. The noise grew loud and louder. It scared Jack a little. He grew restless in Candace's arms and she gave him back to Marisa. The motorcycle grew even louder, the noise coming from their cabins up the sandy trail from the beach.
John walked halfway down the trail so that he could see the cabins. "It's the big guy," he called back. "Hey Flex, down here," he yelled. John walked back to the beach. "It looks like he's alone," he told the others.
Flex appeared, walking down the trail. He wore black leather pants and a white tank top that hugged his massive torso and showed off his muscles while leaving his arms bare. His large body took up the entire trail as he approached his frat buddies and their wives, a broad grin on his face. "Whassup my brothers," he called.
"What's up, Token," said Grant.
"What was that you called me, Minute-Man?" He turned to John. "Pencil dick, how's it going?"
"Flex it is," corrected Grant while John flushed with embarrassment.
"Hoy shit!" said Flex, his eyes falling on John's wife. "Marisa? You look fucking amazing. John take your baby so that I can give your wife a proper greeting." Marisa reluctantly handed her son over to her husband. Flex always greeted her with a hug. She hated to admit it, but she was slightly racist. She didn't believe blacks were inferior or anything, but she didn't think the races should mix and didn't like having physical contact with black men outside of a handshake. Flex grabbed her hips with his ham-like hands and pulled her forcefully against his chest. Marisa grinned and bore it. It was like hugging a brick wall, correction, a sun heated, sweaty black brick wall. Much to her embarrassment, her nipples hardened under her top and pressed against the muscles on Flex's chest.
"What about me?" asked Candace. "Don't I get a greeting too?"
"Sure thing, babe," said Flex, reluctant to take his hands off Marisa. One beefy hand was cupping her ass cheek and the other was holding her against him by the small of her back.
Marisa was relieved when the giant let her go. She quickly stepped back out of his arms. "Oh shit!" she gasped in horror, looking at his shirt.
Flex looked down and saw that she'd left two wet marks on his white tank top. Her nipples had leaked right through her bikini top and soaked quarter sized circles right on the middle abdominal of his bulging six pack.
"I'm so embarrassed," Marisa moaned in horror.
John interrupted. "Marisa suffers from a condition known as hyperlactation."
"It means my breasts overproduce milk," she added.
"Nothing to be ashamed of," said Flex magnanimously while Grant laughed. "It happens." The black bodybuilder turned to the blonde. He took Candace in a tight embrace and held her, but his eyes never left Marisa. "Dayumn Isa, I can't believe how hot you look," he said while hugging Candace.
"Thanks," replied Marisa, smiling. She didn't like Flex's intense staring at her scantily clad body, but she did feel a certain glee that she'd suddenly relegated Candace down to second best looking woman. Marisa was certainly pretty, beautiful even, in a girl next door fashion, but Candace was the gorgeous model that men stared at. The new mom didn't really like being the center of attention. Her enjoyment derived from the knowledge that it was probably driving Candace crazy being second fiddle and true to form, the lovely blonde looked unhappy when Flex released her from his embrace. "Where's Lola?" she asked.
The happy grin left Flex's face. "She left me." The black giant looked so sad everyone immediately started feeling bad for him. Marisa even willingly reached out and rubbed his back in a consoling manner. "She took the kids and moved out about five weeks ago."
"Oh Shane, I'm so sorry to hear that," said Marisa, still rubbing his back. She felt bad for the black man and had been looking forward to seeing Lola again. Shane had a three year old and a two year old with Lola. He also had a ten year old and an eight year old with his first wife and once John had let slip that there were a couple illegitimate children also.
"Thanks Isa, it's been hard," said Flex, looking sad. "And that's why I've really been looking forward to this getaway."
"And we're glad to have you, big guy," added Grant.
The baby stirred and started crying. Marisa checked the diaper. "Someone needs changing," she cooed. "I'm going to take Jack back and get out of the sun for awhile. Come get me when you're ready to go get dinner."
Marisa walked back up the beach to their cabin. She changed Jack and then put him down. She decided to get a jump on John, taking a shower and drying her long red hair. She put her bra on, wincing as the material rubbed her sensitive nipples and then pulled on a short green summer dress. Her breasts made the material hang straight down to her hips, hiding her shape, and disguising the fact that she was truly hiding a magnificent body underneath it. She pulled some heeled sandals on, that made her legs look really good. She winced as the bra hurt her nipples and finally gave up, removing the annoying support for her boobs. Braless, she didn't look too bad, but her dress did hug her breasts and the outlines of her nipples appeared from time to time. Then she played with Jack for awhile waiting for the group to get back. John got back to the cabin around an hour before sunset, took a quick shower and they were ready to go. A freshly showered Grant was waiting in their little courtyard patiently waiting for Candace who always took the longest to get ready. Flex hadn't bothered showering or even changing. He was sitting in a lounge chair, sipping a beer.
"Marisa and I are going to get going," said John. "We don't won't to miss the sunset on Mallory Square. Meet us there when you're ready. You want to ride with us, Flex?"
"No thanks, bro," replied the big black man. "I'll take the bike just in case I get some pussy tonight."
Marisa crinkled her nose in distaste. She strapped Jack into his baby seat while John started the car. Soon they were off to Key West, just a short drive from Big Pine Key. They found a parking space and John pulled out the stroller from the trunk. They walked down to Mallory Square and watched some of the street performers do their acts for about fifteen minutes before Flex found them. A short time later, Grant and Candace walked up, holding hands. Candace looked great. She wore black shorts, sandals, and a white tank top that left most of her sexy belly bare showing off the diamond stud. Marisa couldn't help noticing that for the rest of the night, most of the male eyes were once again favoring the blonde model. John had a fetish for a sexy belly and would have killed someone to get Marisa to pierce her navel or wear something to show off her stomach. She felt jealous to see him taking as many glimpses at his friend's wife's stomach as he could.
The five friends watched the sun go down and then hurried off to find a nice restaurant. They all had seafood. They walked around sightseeing for another hour before finding a nice quiet bar with an outside deck and plenty of seating so that they could enjoy a few drinks and the sights and sounds on Duval Street. The sounds suddenly grew too loud as nearly two dozen motorcycles swiftly roared up the street. Marisa watched them going by, noticing that they were all black men and wore jackets showing a black panther on the back. The noise stirred Jack and he started to cry. Marisa picked him up and started comforting him.
"I'll be right back," said Flex, jumping up. The bikers had pulled up outside Sloppy Joes. Flex crossed the street and headed towards the bikers.
"Does he know them?" asked Candace.
Grant and John laughed. John added, "Nope, he's going to try to score some pot."
"So just cause their black, Flex thinks he can buy some marijuana from them?" asked Grant. "He's such a racist." He got chuckles from his friends.
"John, Jack's not going to calm down with all this noise," said Marisa. "I should take him back."
"Oh! Alright honey. We can get going then," said John, looking disappointed.
"Nonsense, I can take Jack back to the cabin. You stay here and catch up with your friends."
"Well, let me walk you back to the car." John and Marisa stood up. "I'll be right back," he told Grant and Candace.
Flex passed them on the sidewalk. "Where are you off to?"
"Marisa's taking the baby back. I'm staying." John looked guiltily at his wife. He got to have fun while she was stuck being a mother.
"Cool bro. Things are about to heat up at the club. Stan, the leader of the Black Panthers says that the club scene gets hopping in another hour or so." Flex patted his pocket. "Plus, I scored us some dope."
"I knew it," said John laughing.
It was a short walk to their car. John helped put the stroller away while Marisa took care of Jack. He kissed her as she stood in the door of the driver's seat. Marisa broke the kiss. "John, I don't care how late you come back, wake me." Marisa wiggled her eyebrows suggestively so that he got the point. She kissed him again and soon was on her way, headed off the island.
Marisa was asleep when John got back, but she awoke when she heard Grant's car pull up. They were all drunk and loud. She saw her husband stumble as he got out of the car. Her nipples hardened at the thought that she might finally get some sex. Her hopes were dashed when Grant produced three beers out of a cooler and the three decided to sit around outside talking.
John stumbled in a half hour later. He was wasted off his ass, but then he usually got that way around his college friends. He hit something with his foot and cursed. Marisa winced, but the loud noise didn't wake Jack. She turned the light on for him and he smiled at her, his eyes going wide at finding his wife laying on the small bed wearing nothing but panties. Marisa climbed to her feet and helped her husband undress. She got his shirt off and then pushed him down on the bed. He fell on his back, lifting his hips so that she could pull his shorts down. His underwear followed and his penis sprang into view. It was floppy and limp. She took it in her hand and tugged on it, massaging his balls. John was half asleep, looking at her drunkenly. Desperate for some loving, Marisa took him in her mouth, easily fitting his entire penis inside her mouth. Finally, it started to respond. John quickly turned completely hard. She released his penis and sprang to her feet, pulling her panties down as fast as she could.
Marisa straddled her husband's legs and grabbed a hold of his penis. It was a little over six inches long, but it was thin with a small streamlined head. She'd never thought of it before, but since Flex had called John a pencil dick earlier, John's penis really did resemble a pencil. She lowered her pussy over his pencil ... penis, feeling the small head pushing at the entrance to her vagina. Marisa was just about to drop down when Jack started crying, waking with a loud, hungry wail. "NO!" she sobbed. Marisa stood up. "Don't you go nowhere," she told her husband. John just shook his head, stupidly. Marisa walked over to the baby and picked him up, his mouth immediately latching onto a nipple. She glanced over at her husband to find the erection gone and John fast asleep. She cursed silently. If it wasn't her husband's lack of interest, it was the baby that always got in the way of her getting laid.
Marisa sat down on the couch and let Jack feed. If things didn't change soon, she was going to take things into her own hands and buy a dildo or something. The sounds of lovemaking that started coming from next door did little to improve her mood. "Come on Grant," said Candace's voice. "That's it baby fuck me. Give it to me. NO! Slow down. Not yet, honey. Please? Just hold it still. Oh ... DAMN!" The sounds stopped entirely and Marisa suddenly had a good idea of why Flex called Grant, Minute Man. Well at least their sex life wasn't perfect either.
Her magic breasts did their job and put Jack back to sleep. She was laying him back down in the crib when she heard Flex's motorcycle. She walked over to the window. The large black man walked up to the courtyard and sat down in one of the chairs. She had half expected to see some bimbo on the back of his bike, but he was alone. Flex rolled a joint and leaned back in the chair, smoking it and staring up at the stars. Marisa went back to her husband and struggled to pull him higher up in the bed. She half heatedly played with his dick again, but it remained limp. Frustrated, the young wife crawled into bed beside her husband and went to sleep.
Grant and John each held one handle of the cooler as they carried it down to the beach. "I got that," yelled Flex. The black man was already shirtless and wearing long baggy shorts that nearly reached his knees. "I'll be drinking most of it anyway." He grabbed the cooler and tucked it under one muscular arm. "Wimps," he said.
John was carrying a bag filled with snorkeling equipment. He dropped it at a spot near the water. Marisa came up beside him and placed the baby carrier in the shade of a palm tree noticing some lizards scurry off. She spread a blanket out on the sand and sat down in it. Candace sat down beside her while Grant spread out a blanket beside theirs. Candace was already wearing her bikini and was perfectly content to wear that and nothing else all day until they went out at night. Grant had his shirt off and was wearing a bathing suit with flip flops. He was a good looking guy with sandy brown hair and a nice physique. John was wearing his suit too, but kept his shirt on to protect his fair skin. Candace poured some tanning lotion in her hand and started coating her lovely skin with it. Grant did the same as did John.
Marisa stood up and pulled her shapeless sundress over her head. When it cleared her head, see saw there were three pairs of male eyes on her body. John was smiling proudly while Grant seemed to be taking in her entire sexy body. Flex had just zoned in on her breasts and true to form, her nipples were semi-erect and apparent through the material. Worse, there was some leakage and little wet dots were spreading out in the center of her bikini top. They actually hardened more under all the male gazes.
Candace noticed the attention on the other woman and didn't like it. "You guys want to hear about my latest modeling gig?"
"Maybe later dear," said her husband. "John and I want to get some snorkeling in."
Candace frowned as her attempt to become the center of attention failed. "Well, I'll tell Marisa then."
Great, thought Marisa, boring stories about Candace traveling around, modeling, meeting semi-famous celebrities, and attending cocktail parties.
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Flexible $i$ter - This is the third part – check out the other chapters on my profile. This story will make more sense if you do.Susan has just walked in on her best friend and her friend’s br0ther having sex… ******************************************************************************************Susan’s face melted from complete astonishment to a sinful smile in just a matter of seconds…“Oh my – you two have been baaaaad!” I was struck dumb, I mean really what could I say about what she...
This is an original story – enjoy.*********************************I’m Ted, and I have a story that I have to share with somebody because it is just too amazingly sexy not to tell you. My little sister, Lisa, can lick her own pussy, and I have watched her do it, many, many times. There now you know. Yeah, there is more to this story of course, and so here is what happened about how she found that she had this exceptional skill, and how I became involved in her sexual awakening. We live in a...
Malik glassed his gaze over the floor of the kitchen, trying hard as he could to keep the sight from affecting him. The couple lay dead and bloodied. The husband had tried to put up a fight but it was plain that the extent of his magic had never been the in realm of combat. As such, Malik had easily paralyzed the two Vocals while Biris and Firis did the deed. The killing was never easy, though it was certainly easier than when he had first begun. Something about the way a life slowly faded into...
Author’s note: This probably won’t be relevant in the future but I’m taking a break from Arms of the Ocean for a while because I can’t get it to work properly in my head and I need it to brew some more. In the meantime, I give you this, a story that I wrote a while before I began submitting things to Literotica. It takes place in the same universe but the names of races, locations and a few other things have all been changed (Mostly as a way of separating erotic from non-erotic in the event...
‘I mean, when you think about it, the whole thing don’t make sense.’ ‘You don’t make any sense, Biris,’ retorted Firis. Trailing behind the two brothers, Malik could only roll his eyes. They had been like this for the entire journey, never tiring of their back and forth. Occasionally the endless quarreling came to blows but it was never anything severe, unfortunately. Just the semi-good-natured jostling of siblings. He couldn’t understand it. Maybe the men had been dropped on their heads as...
The kitchen was filled with the glorious smell of frying meat. It hung in the air like a cloud, hinting and teasing at the tastes to come. There were other smells, too, though none quite so pleasing as that of the sausages cooking over their fireplace. Phyre watched them, her mouth watering. For now, she had only a bowl of porridge to sate her appetite. She took great care not to eat too much of it. No need to fill up while the best was yet to come. There was music in the kitchen, too. Her...
Authors Note: Press like if you like it and anyone is welcome to add whatever they want to the story. Shutting down my laptop I sigh and lean back as my chair creeks. I work from home, I had never been great with people in person, they thought I was too feminine so I started doing remote contracting and consulting work. It didn't pay a whole lot but it helped pay the bills I thought looking around. Looking down at my desk I see a picture of me and my girlfriend. Well back then I guess she was...
FantasyMellany comes home and hears her dad grunting and gets curious as to what could be happening. She walks to the back of the house and peeks into the doorway of her father's office. She gasps and quickly looks away but the image of her father stroking his long thick cock got her hot. Mellany wanted to feel a huge cock ramming all her holes but the thought of her father being that person grossed her out and she crept away. She opened and closed the front door and shouted "dad I'm home". Tom...
Wal=mart was not very busy on this mid-june evening.mom told us she wouldn't be long so just wait in the van. Beau had just bought a porno book from a corner news stand. so we had our entertainment. I bought the current Victoria's secret catalog. A larger van pulled in next to us and an arguing couple slammed out of the front yelling instructions back into the dark tinted cubicle area. They didn't walk to the big store, they went to a small one on the mall. Beau nudged me to look thru the only...
EroticLisa allowed her pet to sleep until noon (about 4 hours). Then she woke her and ordered her to clean up the mess in the living room and get herself cleaned up. She gave her 30 minutes. Mary awoke slowly. The first thing she noticed were her nipples which were very red and sore. Her pussy was aching too and she found the vibrator laying between her soaked legs. The plug was still in her ass. She struggled to her knees and found the wet spot on the carpet. Not wanting to disappoint her owner...
Christy had showered by the time that I got out of bed the following morning. She had just put her sexy white bra and thong on and was stepping into her cotton dress when I told her to keep her dress off for a while.“Eat breakfast in your lingerie,” I suggested, “Let him see you eat breakfast in just your bra and thong.“Okay I will,” Christy smiled, “You know that I love being undressed in front of him.”We went to the kitchen and, James was already up, he had made coffee and his eyes popped...
SeductionWe made our way to the main room where the girls sat themselves with elegant ease, one at each side facing the stair. The centre of the room had been decorated with a profusion of gorgeous flowers including papyrus and lotus blooms, while several large earthenware jugs of wine stood ready along with a hoard of gold and silver goblets. Even by the standards of Malkata palace, this was impressive.Around the walls, Leah's male servants stood ready; there were ten of them and below the stairs,...
Group SexI am not twenty yet and have been living in Almere for a while. I’m quite small and thin and because I do aerobics on a regular basis my tits and behind are nice and pert. There is a nice bit of nude beach in Almere and when I went there more often, I noticed there were plenty of things happening there. I’m not a prude and I can enjoy everything you can see there. I usually go on my own and during the week there are usually a lot of men that look at me in an admiring way when I prance around...
LesbianBROWN-EYE LOVER TO CHEEKY BUM GIRL (10 Feb 14) Dear Cheeky Bum Girl, I took your advice with regard to the use of the warming lubricant on the base of my dick when I mounted my target. It certainly livened things up, I must say. You were so kind to describe the sensation you received when your buttocks were stimulated in that manner. I will take this opportunity to thank you for the "selfie" of how you reacted to entry from that difficult angle by a cock of that length and thickness. I...
Gangbang at the Clubhouse! Next part. As I came out of the mens room I saw Nici titty wanking one of the guys. Others were playing pool or sitting around the club house, but a few were watching her do her stuff. She was sucking his dick as he sat on the stool at the end of the bar, and regularly popping it out of her mouth and enveloping it tight between her boobs, rubbing them up and down over his shaft. I could see her nipples with the temporary designs around them were all up hard and...
Ted's point of view I grabbed Lisa and ran toward the parked cars even though I didn't think we would make it. The Pinto accelerated hard, the eyes of her brother slitted above a snarl. I felt an instinctive need to close my eyes when he slammed on the brakes and screeched to a halt just a few feet from us. The rough idle of the car didn't last long as it sputtered into silence. We stopped running and panted as we stared at the little bastard. Arthur sneered at us as the car door opened...
Officer Brittany Jones and Officer Maria Ramirez were ending their shift when they received a call from dispatch."Officer Jones, Officer Ramirez, this is dispatch.""Come on, dispatch our shift is over in five minutes!" replied Officer Jones."I know, ladies. I promise this should be quick. Do me this favor, and I'll owe you one.""Brittany, it's probably nothing, you know nothing ever happens around here in this bougie ass town. Besides, I like it when Chloe owes us a favor. You remember...
ThreesomesMe 21 years ka ladka hoo. Meri height 5.5″ hai, color bohot fair and body bhi patli hai. Me bachpan se hi bahut cute tha. Log mujhe kiss krte and mere gaal khichte thhe. Pehle mujhe achha nhi lgta thapr jse jse bda hua mjhe bhi maza aane laga. Me bht sundar hoo itta ki ldkia bhi sharma jae. Wse mne bht br sex kia hai pr meri jo best chudai thi wo thi sharad ke saath. Sharad ko me 1 online site se mila tha phir humne ek park mein milne ka decide kia. Me ready hoke gya tha park mein and uska...
Gay MaleSitting in that damp sand between the water and the dry sand, my legs spread wide so that the waves could lap at my crotch, I thought about Brenda. I thought about how she liked doing that to me. I looked around and I was alone. I felt alone. Deep down, I was alone. I lifted my bottom and slipped the bottoms of the suit past my ass and over my feet. I held them to my face and inhaled deeply smelling the mixture of salt water and my juices. How I missed sharing myself with Brenda. It was the...
Hii friends rohan is back with my new story…..Apne last story mein pada ki humne kese nude beach pe foreigners ke saath maazzaaee kiye or unhone humhe unke farmhouse pe bulaya rehne ke liye to isme mein aapko bataunga ki humne kya kaya kiya or kaise kaise maazzee kiye……Phir hum log wapas hotel aaye, or haiyaa neeche reception ke liye check out ke liye baat karne lage mein bhaiyaa ke saath neeche ruk gaya or us waqt 2 baje the humhe 4 baje wo log pickup karne aane wale the to phir humne payment...
For the first time, Lily found out what it actually felt like to get wet from the actual touch of a man. And the man that was doing it was her own eighteen year old twin brother. Something about that made her even wetter.She could feel her sexual freshness flow out of her tiny opening and onto the sewn crease of the boy shorts she was wearing. Lily knew she had already soaked them. She had not anticipated being sexually aroused, so she had left off the underwear on purpose. Now her brother was...
IncestRebecca Volpetti is fingering herself on her work desk when shes interrupted by a client whos arrived at check-in. Quickly, before letting the guest in, she puts herself together so he has no idea what she was just up to. The guest, Alex Romero, enters and Rebecca begins checking him in when he realizes a pair of panties have been left on the desk. Alex then uses this in as exactly that a way into Rebeccas pussy. Alex is balls deep in Rebeccas pussy when the two are interrupted by the hotel...
xmoviesforyouOn the day of the Grand Ritual, there was a buzz of anticipation running through the nunnery. The Sisters went about their tasks with an extra spring in their steps and a strange gleam in their eyes. Voices were light and brittle. Even Sister Moriah was lenient, confining herself to sarcastic remarks rather than her cane. Late in the afternoon, the novices joined the others in an area Audrey and Susan had not seen before. It was a large, communal shower. They were given soap and unguents and...
A T-Woman Scorned By Curious One Well, where do I start? My name is Marcie Stevenson, and I am a 32-year-old almost full time cross-dresser. I began dressing in my mother's things when I was about twelve and never stopped. I said that I am almost full time. I have a home-based office, so I get to dress for work. The only time I don't get to dress is when I'm visiting family. This story is about a man that I met named Richard. I was at a local TG club about 6 months ago when...
Es war im Sommer vor einigen Jahren. Ich war damals 17 Jahre alt und saß gerade in der Schule. An diesem Tag hatten wir in der letzten Unterrichtstunde, Deutsch, eine Vertretung, da unser eigentlicher Lehrer krank geworden war. Ich saß wie immer gelangweilt in der zweiten Reihe, als unsere Aushilfe ins Klassenzimmer eintrat. Als ich sie sah, dachte ich, ich sehe nicht richtig, was man uns da für ein steiles Teil geschickt hatte! Es war Frau Müller, eine 43jährige Geschichts- und...
Kim had got quite excited by the action and asked if she could join in. Not sure if it would be a sensible thing to do at your age. She was still keen. I think she was a bit precocious I think she thought she was being a bit naughty. We set up the cameras and let Lucky in the bedroom. He didnt try to overpower her. Instead he went up to her and licked her face. Kim ran her hand to his penis and pushed him down on the rug. He lay there while she rubbed his penis which was soon hard. Very...
On my first day home for the summer from law school, my aunts informed me I was escorting them to an open house being held by the Parkers, our new next-door neighbors. I would have much preferred to sleep because I hadn't done a lot of it lately, but my not-so-discreet protestations were summarily ignored. So, at six p.m. on Friday evening, I was dressed in charcoal gray slacks, blue blazer, white, button-down shirt, and a silk Brooks Brothers tie. My stubble had been banished. My black...
Simonds drove in a state of near panic. It took all of his self- control not to accelerate wildly when he saw two patrol cars scream past him going the other way. He watched the flashing lights vanish into the distance. He wondered if they were heading to Quince's house. Whatever the case, he had to dump the car as soon as possible. He was now heavily implicated in the murder of eight policemen and Quince's thugs who had replaced them. Despite the misgivings he had about taking the virus,...
Fous de la chirurgie par BlowMuP (c)2002 "Alors? Qu'est-ce que tu en penses?" demanda Marie-?ve en sortant du bureau du chirurgien. "Je les adore, j'ai tr?s h?te de les essayer," r?ponda Martin "Les essayer? Tu n'es qu'un pervers, Martin Fraser, indomptable petit cochon," le r?primanda-t-elle avec un sourire en coin. Martin Fraser et Marie-?ve Rivest s'?taient tout les deux trouv?s une passion commune pour la chirurgie. Leurs salaires respectifs leur permettant, le couple se mit ? jou...
Kit stepped out of the shower in his home’s only bathroom with his towel around his waist. In his room he dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. Leaning over his bed he nudged Nichelle. “Morning, sleepy-head,” he said. “I’m going downstairs.” “Mmm ... Okay...” Kit found his mom in the kitchen. She poured a mug of coffee for him. “Where’s Nichelle?” she asked. “She’ll be down soon. It’s harder for her to get up in the morning than it is for me. She likes her sleep.” “That genealogy...
This incidence happend when i was 17 year old gut staying in Gujarat with my bhaiyaa and bhabhi. My parents live in Mumbai. My bhabi poonam is 32 and you know she is my darling. My brother runs his business and has to travel all ovear the country. He invariably remains on tour for 8 months in a year. So all u guys can imagine the amount of fun I have with my sexy and voluptuous bhabhi. So here begins the story….. My bhabhi got married to my brother a couple of years ago and believe me at that...
IncestPlease be gentle as I have never written anything like this in my life…..this story is a fantasy of mine and has been inspired by someone who I think is an amazing writer and someone I hold as special to me…you know who you are xoxo After leaving high school at 18 I decided I wanted to become a writer and after researching different colleges and specialised schools I stumbled upon the L & C school of writing, the fees were within my budget so I thought …why not I need to learn from someone...
Despite the undesirable task at hand, Cal had left his house feeling good this morning. It was all because of Anna: 19 years old, 5'4," with gorgeous strawberry blonde hair and a slim but just curvy enough tennis physique, she had been Cal and Sam's (Cal's wife) part-time nanny and housekeeper for about four months. He could swear that there was something more between them. There had been enough meaningful glances, too-long looks, and other awkward hard-on-generating moments that he could...
A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...
At five o'clock the four of us walked into a restaurant, having made reservations previously. Alan and I looked quite respectable in suit and tie, but the girls, that was a whole different dimension. Getting dressed, Cindy asked, "Are you SURE, Dan? I mean, another dark green dress?" "You don't like it?" "Oh, no, baby, I think it's beautiful. But..." she started. "I just think that it sets your hair off perfectly. You're beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. And I can't help but...
Adrienne had been fairly satisfied about her marriage to Giacomo Navarocci, a traveling businessman, whose company seemed to take him away from their Cayman Islands house a lot. She didn't mind, because she used him for his apparently large salary and expense account, as she was in the Caymans dodging taxes, and could not access her ex's alimony checks. She really cared little or nothing about Giacomo, a small, lean, spectacled Italian, who patiently endured her slapping, punching, and kicking...
FetishThat night, two little angels hovered over me on the bed after I fell asleep. I was awoken by their stifled giggling. I was laying there on my back and the two of them were on either side of my waist. One of them, the one I’ll label as the first one was softly jerking off my cock. “You know it’s not fair, I wanna suck his cock.” The first whispered. “Yeah, but if you do, I can’t do that or anything else.” The second whispered. This had to be another dream. “Oh right, cause we don’t know...
My wife and I married very young at nineteen. She got pregnant right away. Had trouble at birth, her blood changed on her to R.H. The Dr advised us not to have any more, if possible. It would be to dangerous for ...
Brad smiled as he saw that Marie was now totally under his control. He knew that he did not have to say anything about what had happened in this room in order to make Marie do whatever he wanted. But he also knew that he needed to degrade Marie even more by showing her daughter the depths that she had sunk to before explaining his plans for her to star in the special movies that Hiroshi’s father produced and sold to a select audience in Japan and abroad. As Marie watched, horrified, Brad...
Hey gangbangers, Thanks for all your mail and comments, it was welcoming. Here is the next part. WEEKEND WITH MY GIRLFRIEND AND MY FRIENDS – PART II. Please feel free to mail me.. have fun. We went outside the bar and to our car. I decided to drive to n give them time to have fun. Swathi was in the middle and my friends suraj n ram got in either side. As I was driving to the room Suraj asked swathi : U have sex with few guys right so tell us whose dick u liked the most. Swathi: well, ashwin’s...
We decided to try to keep the Carnoli family off balance by backing off for a week or so. It was a psychological ploy intended to confuse them. We were not sure how much good it would do, but we wanted to give it a try. As an alternative, we thought that we would try to break up some of the neighborhood gangs that were causing so much trouble in the poorer sections of the city. We had no particular group or neighborhood that we wanted to target, so we let the news reports choose for us....
She acted like breakfast was fine, but didn’t eat a lot. She had better taste than accepting powdered eggs and bacon with so many preservatives in it that it would last a year on the shelf in a vacuum sealed foil pouch. He explained what their goal was for the day. It was inevitable that cattle drifted, while they were on a pasture, and when they were moved to another pasture, it was inevitable that a few would be left behind. Steers were no big deal, though they got a little wild sometimes,...
Laura spotted Yvette and Rhonda laughing together in the hallway at work, tilting their heads together, sharing an intimate moment that was so natural and relaxed that witnessing it made Laura deeply envious. On top of that, Yvette was incredibly desirable in a flowered dress that emphasized her deep black, preternaturally smooth skin, her long hair, her tiny waist, her peerless beauty. It had been at least two months since Laura and she and fucked in wild abandon in Rhonda's office. Laura...
Simone's Coming Out By Simone Clark Author's note: Most of this story actually happened! I can't wait to do it again! February 2014 There comes a time on every cross dressers life when the want to go out into the world as the woman they are inside. I was no different, I had dressed for years in the comfort of my own home but as time wore on and my feminine side became stronger, I longed to be out among others as Simone. My wife was taking her aunt on a Florida vacation, so I...
I was awakened by three bundles of energy sitting on me. I was so glad I had left my boxer-briefs on when I had stripped off for the nap. Angel, Bertron, and Grenna were all sitting on me. Angel was on my chest, and Grenna had my right leg and Bertron had my left. They were bouncing up and down on my body like playing horsey, but they didn’t know what that was yet. I fained sleep, Angel raised one of my eyelids and looked me straight in the eye and said, “Story Daddy, Now!” I blinked a...
commotion outside of his hut. A few minutes later the young monkey came racing into the door and huddled behind the boy. Jimmy was scared, as he thought that another animal, or perhaps worse yet, the boys had found them. A few seconds his older friend came poking through the door, looking angry and threatening. Jimmy got scared, thinking that his friend was angry with him for trying to fuck the youngster. It soon became obvious, however, that his friend was angry with the little guy...
"Are you going to be upset if I say no, then someone else does it?" she asked. "No Wilma, like I said, either way I will have forgotten by morning," I replied. "I know, but I will remember. I know it probably sounds strange after what just happened, but I am shy and I would rather have you as a friend. I'm afraid it would change how I feel about you forever," she said. "Well I don't know how I feel about that, but like I said tomorrow it be as if this never happened." I said it...