Melody 8217 s Life With Daddy
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As sad as it is to admit, some days I feel two or three times my age. That's pretty rough to say when you're only in your thirties, but with all the things I've had to do to make sure I hit each and every month's deadlines at work, I sometimes feel like I never shut off. I always seem to be worried about the things I have to deal with in the morning and trying to keep up with the next day's new batch of craziness.When I first started working I never took much time off. I didn't see the point to...
Oral Sex“I'm so glad you've come along to see what we have here in our city. We're very proud of it, its extremely innovative and very, very popular. I'll tell you about the concept and then show you around. The concept came from a group of us who have been in the sexual services industry for many years, we were looking for a way to tap into spare capacity in the market, and, of course, make ourselves a lot of money! We hit on the idea of quickie sex for men, without any problems of them having to...
Golden fingers of sunlight started reaching through the blinds to hit me in my sleepy eyes. I rubbed my eyes and let out a long, slow yawn. After a few quick blinks I looked over to see the musical auburn goddess, Melody, laying sweetly at my side. Her hair was tussled about a little from bed head and, if I'm honest, made her look even sexier than she was from the night before."Good morning, sleepyhead," Melody softly whispered in my ear, landing a kiss on my cheek."Mmmmmm... good morning,...
Love Stories1. When I was little my Gran gave me an elaborate little music box. I remember holding it my hands for a long time, looking at all of the ornate markings on the wooden case and then the tiny little dancer inside, that circled slowly. I felt sorry for the dancer. It looked like she was trying to escape, but that she was stuck in a never-ending rotation. "You're a lucky little girl April," Mum told me, "you can put all your jewellery and things in the compartments, isn't it...
A pain in my arm woke me; I was sitting at a table, feeling slightly disorientated, I went to look around my mind was fuzzy. Where the blazes was I? And where was Melody? I saw a group of people sitting on my right side, a large table to my left which was unoccupied and a group of people behind me. The sound of a gavel hitting wood brought my attention back to the front; a woman in black was walking to a dais in front of me. The sound of people sanding brought me to my feet as well,...
Melody Smith's Schooldaysby Eve AdorerChapter 15 – My Vacation Vocation Supremely aroused as I had become holding the divine Deneel in a tender embraceas the ultimate phase of Maiden Mead making had been given over to me,a long tepid shower was needed to lower the summit of my ardour and saveme from the evil compulsion to touch myself. My body came down from its peak of heat but very slowly. My mind continuedlost in the maze of lust for the remainder of the sleepless night through whichI...
I was quiet as I walked back to the school, I could feel that there was a change coming, I wasn't sure if I wanted it! But then I was sure I wouldn't be given the choice. I spoke to Rachael. "Well what do you think of Victor Jones?" I asked her. She was quiet for a moment, "He's dangerous, there's something about him that repels me. If he was an animal I would have shot him as soon as I saw him, I don't know how the others are coping with him!" "I think they're under orders not...
Candles filled the room and Melody stood there in the center. She looked over the table at Titus and smiled. He had gotten her note, she could tell by the look in his eyes that he understood the words she'd penned. "Daisy helped with the mess..." she had added a an erotic poem to the card, telling him in detail what had happened. Daisy had written it and she too had sent one to Rick. They were at Rick's place now, just like she was at Titus'. She didn't know what they were doing, but...
So Long by Carol Burnett Melody slept through the weekend. She would get up to use the bathroom and go right back to sleep, hugging the teddy bear I had given her. Helen, Tom, and I took turns staying with her, with me taking most of the time because she seemed to rest easier when I was in the room. Cards, flowers, and stuffed animals had arrived from everyone Melody knew, and Helen had placed some of them around the room; the rest were scattered about the house. I had read the cards and...
She's like one of those hot chicks from a hentai movie. Do you know those nerdy girls in hentai porn? That's one of the Twitter sluts I came across this week. Lately, I've been beating my meat to some hot gamer chicks on Twitter, and I came across one named Melody Marks. I want this chick to sit on my fucking face while she plays Fortnite. If you've never heard of Melody Marks, she's a hot Twitch gamer and pornstar you need to be jerking off to.You've probably seen her getting dicked down on...
Twitter Porn AccountsThere was a knock at the door, Pauline and Kris were there carrying trays with food from the canteen, one each for Rachael and myself; we thank them and they left, leaving us to start eating. While we were eating I asked Rachael how she became part of Ropeville, thinking that she might have been too young to remember. "I was brought to Ropeville by one of the collectors!" She told me, at my puzzled look she explained, "There are families here who go outside the county and pick up...
Carolina Beach, North Carolina is a small town and a beautiful place for our retirement. We’re only twelve miles south of Wilmington if we want to take advantage of the amenities and health services of a larger city. My name is Dan, and my wife, Jenny, and I were recently able to retire after working our whole lives in Wilmington and raising our daughter, Ashley, there.We bought our modest, one-bedroom, beachfront cottage on Carolina Beach when I had just turned thirty, at a time before the...
TabooI wanted to stay with Melody twenty-four hours a day, but even if that had been practical, Anne Sharpton would not have let me. She insisted that we get back to our normal routines and leave Melody to her own devices. I even went back to my own place a couple of days after she had awakened; but I phoned or stopped by every other day. Melody wanted to attend Karen's funeral, but decided that the publicity of this would only cause the family more grief. Thus, I went with her the following day...
There was one showing left. So, we cleaned up, and got in her car, and scooted out and got a better spot this time, four rows from the front. I had seen it before, but she hadn’t, and the special effects did hold up. The sequence when the woman walked in a circle on the moving set was quite amazing. I speculated how they did it to Mel, and she looked at me for a minute, then we went back to the movie. The jogging scene was also quite cool! All we had to eat this time was a medium popcorn...
Sylvia begged for me to stop her clit now to sensitive to touch, she slowly released her grip on my head and I sunk back into the water watching her spasm and twitch as her orgasm subsided. We decided it was time we had a holiday and with my wife Sylvia's birthday coming up we thought it would be nice to celebrate it with a stay in a nice cottage somewhere quiet and relaxing. We sat down with the iPads and a glass of wine each to see what was available and soon found a lovely looking cottage in...
MatureI was in Los Angeles on business and one day I was in Century City for a business conference and when we broke for lunch I headed for a restaurant I'd heard about. I was walking down the street when something slammed into my shoulder and I heard a voice say: "Watch where you're going asshole." I turned and saw a guy standing there looking at me and smiling. It took me about half a second to recognize Bill Gibson and I stepped to him and took him in a big bear hug. Bill and I had grown up...
The crying we heard as we turned off the shower was replaced by Maggie. “My Daddy’s Dead, “ Melody Rose said. “That means it’s time for the Tremaynes, and the Lockharts, to live together. “I said. Everyone, give it some time.” I walked over to the arms of Maggie, giving her a slight kiss on the cheek, adding, asking, “Did you have Wills and other such papers in place?” “Of course, we did!” I was surprised by her attitude, but she did just lose her husband. I lowered my arm from her...
Twenty-four-year-old Roger Phillips had recently inherited a large amount of money and was looking to buy somewhere more substantial for himself. He had viewed a number of properties with an isolated country cottage being the latest but not only was he impressed with the cottage he was very impressed with the representative of the estate agents.That representative was forty-eight-year-old divorcee Maneka Patel who was an Indian woman of real beauty and on Roger's first visit to the cottage the...
SpankingThat was an absolutely fantastic weekend, I thought as I drove back to the city on Sunday after spending the last weekend in June with my folks at their cottage. While both days had been hot and sunny with temperatures in the mid to high thirties, it was what I’d experienced on Saturday that made the weekend most memorable.I don’t normally visit my parents this early in the summer but I’d just graduated from university and it was my last weekend before starting a full-time job on the first of...
First TimeMy emotions still rocketing all over the place, I arrived at Helen and Tom's. I was later than I had intended to be, having gone by my place for some things, and, then, doing a little shopping for Melody. I had picked her up a couple of over-sized tee-shirts, one blue the other dark green, along with some gray and black sweats with matching socks. I also picked out a pair of black-checked pajama shorts and picked out black tee-shirt to go with them. Last of all, I had stopped by a teddy-bear...
She was home alone… in a strangers home. At least it was well-stocked. She went about tidying the place up for something to do. He had given her the larger bedroom… she snuggled up under the fluffy blanket for a while, but she was too nervous to fall asleep. It was only afternoon but it was dark outside, the snowstorm didn’t seem like abating any time soon. The phone in the kitchen rang for a few seconds and fell silent before she could get out of bed. Now, the phone besides her bed started...
SET IN New Zealand. Not a lot of sex, a true romance. * CHAPTER 1 A tidal surge, not very high but loaded with power and breaking, snuck up behind the well-formed young woman looking upriver in mid-thigh deep water and flattened her. When Jess Turner regained her feet, spluttering, her bikini top was no more. Half dazed she walked from the water to hear the guy she vaguely saw walking a lead-tugging dog say, ‘Nice ones.’ Indignant, now aware of what the grinning ape was on about, Jess felt...
Chapter 1. To the Country “Hey Jim,” dad called, “you’ve got an invitation from Cleo to go and spend some time at Ivy Cottage.” “What? Why’s she inviting me?” “Oh, the last time I wrote I mentioned you were going to do a course in agriculture, so she’s written – well, here’s the letter, you read it.” Sure enough it was an invitation and part of it read, “If he’s going to do a course in agriculture, instead of wasting his time lounging around in the suburbs, why doesn’t he come here and...
It is a dreary damp, late summer day and the coach shudders as wheels crash into pothole after pothole, the degree of depth and danger disguised by the many full to the brim puddles strewn over the road surface, there barely being a yard length of flat road surface in the entire Weald and Downland of this county. Lord Ferdinando Briant, pulls back a drawn curtain to glance out of the unglazed coach window. There is little to see as the mist from the fields reduces visibility to less than a...
The cottage part one It was a grey and gloomy sky that seemed to reach down and chill your very heart as we drove through Edinburgh. Tom and I were on our way to a xmas party. This was to be, no ordinary party. Finally we approached the entrance to the driveway that led up to Mark’s cottage. Small flurries of snowflakes were falling as we drove slowly up the winding driveway that led to Marks cottage. The driveway was lined by very old, crooked trees, their branches reaching out as...
Sometime in the following summer Melanie and I were invited up to Sue and Jake's cottage for the weekend. On the Saturday night, after a relaxing day on the dock drinking beer and barbecuing, Jake took us on a tour of the lake at sunset in his small speedboat. Jake drove, Sue sat next to him in the front and Melanie and I sat in the back. Everybody was dressed in shorts and tee-shirts. Jake cruised around the shoreline of the medium-size lake pointing out places of interest and the homes of...
Group SexKim Loggans lost her husband of twenty years two years ago due to a massive heart attack. Counselors at the university where she worked helped her through her grief, advising her to fill her days with volunteering, hobbies or anything to keep her from just sitting at home feeling sorry for herself. In addition to her full time job, Kim signed up for some exercise classes being offered at the school to keep her mind and body occupied, helping her through her grief. She overcame the bad times and...
MILFThe cottage part one It was a grey and gloomy sky that seemed to reach down and chill your very heart as we drove through Edinburgh. Tom and I were on our way to a xmas party. This was to be, no ordinary party. Finally we approached the entrance to the driveway that led up to Mark’s cottage. Small flurries of snowflakes were falling as we drove slowly up the winding driveway that led to Marks cottage. The driveway was lined by very old, crooked trees,...
Group SexChapter One They bought the cottage for family reasons, many years ago, and they all loved the place, not ever dreaming of the purposes it should serve years later. In those days they were the typical family: Husband busy, wife wifely, kids unruly and very active. The huge, old cottage was very primitive, but it was situated on the shore of a mountain lake with a breathtaking view of snowy mountains across the water. Built out of enormous logs joined the old-fashioned way, it had neither...
I looked over at Brock before I inserted the key into the lock of the apartment. He looked pretty husky in his uniform of worn jeans and a sweatshirt, underneath a thick black parka. I wore a woolen dress for warmth not to impress anyone certainly not Brock and some boots which covered my thicken woolen socks. The ground outside the tiny cottage had been covered with about a foot of snow and a thin Iet of icy snow colored the shingle roof. It was definitely more than cold enough to have to...
Having decided to let Melody set the pace of our relationship, I sat back and enjoyed the ride. We continued our play on the court, added a phone call to our weekly schedule, and sent each other notes through e-mail. She made Saturday nights our date night. We combined dinner with a movie or a play; or stayed at her place eating take-out and watching old movies on video, and ended our evenings playing a running game of Scrabble. By our sixth date she was whipping my ass by eight thousand...
Without answering her, I pulled her closer to me and kissed her softly on the nipple I had been rubbing on, and I heard a very soft, “Oh yeah!” That motivated me to lick my way to her open mouth while I got myself between her legs without our genitals touching. I stopped to ask, “May I enter you?” “Just do it, pleeeeeaaasssse?” With my hand on my fully lengthened, hard as a sapling 8.25 inches, I pressed against her. Her pussy was fighting back, so I pushed again and her voice gave out a...
“Yes, I must admit. It is the second best feeling I have ever felt, Mel!” With that said she dropped all the way down, and I immediately came inside her! “I’m sorry, I am so sorry Mel! Will you ever forgive me?” “Don’t worry lover boy, I’ve done some reading too. It doesn’t matter how quick the first one is, it’s the second one!” I got hold of her, flipped her on her back, which caused her to growl at me, and I began to thrust hard, deep, and fast. “Ooooh, Paul ... keep it going, Baby, I...
He had no business being there. Why had he entered? If questioned afterwards he'd have no explanation as to why he went in. There was no malicious intent, he'd just been nosey and acted on a whim. He'd always been inquisitive. The clocks had gone forward an hour the previous weekend, it was officially spring and with the days lengthening and gardens to be tidied there were opportunities for him to supplement his income from his day job with a few odd jobs for friends, neighbours and family. The...
Last year, I was recruited by a large international company based in London. The package that they offered me was too good to turn down, and one of the most pleasant perquisites was a working tour of the resorts itowned and managed. My wife, Swati, was thrilled at the prospect and welined up her parents to watch the kids for the five week trip. Swati and I have been married for fourteen years, We are both 34 and fight the battle against aging, with Swati winning in spectacular fashion. At 5’4″...
IncestTwenty-four-year-old Roger Phillips had inherited a substantial sum of money and was looking at buying himself something larger than the smallish flat that he currently lived alone in. He had viewed a few properties and he now had an appointment to meet a representative of the estate agent's at a quite isolated country cottage. He drove into the gate of the cottage and there, standing by her car, was an Indian woman of absolute beauty.This vision was forty-eight-year-old divorcee Maneka Patel...
SpankingIt started out as another case of me-and-my-big-mouth. I was down at my parents' and had wandered into the livingroom in time to catch the last snatch of a conversation. My sister Ria was saying stuff about closing up her cottage for the winter. Figuring that to be a pretty tough sport and feeling full of false magnanimity, I volunteered, "Well gosh, Ria, I'd certainly come out and help, not that I could get time away from the kids or afford the airfare." I really would have been just as...
About two weeks after the auction I was getting a beer with Janice and Nate in one of the lounges; Mike was reading an Alumni newsletter. I asked him about it since he had not yet graduated. “Anthony hasn’t been around for very long,” Mike explained. “They have a fairly small alumni association and give seniors the newsletter to try and get us to join early.” Mike tossed the newsletter over to me and left. The cover story was about the Alumni Cottages. The headline read “Only 18 more months to...
BisexualAlan and Lorraine Robertson were both aged in their late fifties and had been married for thirty-five years but their marriage had been under strain for quite some while. Neither had anyone else, but there was currently little love between them and there had not been sex for quite a while, they slept in separate rooms.A few weeks previously Lorraine had rented a country cottage to see if maybe that would bring them back together but since booking it she had become less and less enthusiastic...
Spanking[Author's Note: This story is mostly voyeuristic. There will be lots of spying, perving, teasing, masturbation, etc., with some exhibitionism and heavy petting/touching, but no full-on sex. It is a voyeuristic fantasy inspired by a friend's mom I knew in real life. Rochelle can also be found in my adult interactive fiction games "Encounter 1: Tim's Mom" and "Pool Party".] Cottage layout: http://img280.imagevenue.com/img.php?image=41882_cottage_122_54lo.jpg We arrived at the cottage. It was...
The sun was setting on the forest when I woke up. I was sitting in the back of the minivan, squeezed between my younger sister and my younger brother. « We’re there! », said my mother softly, probably still thinking I was asleep. My younger sister kicked my foot and smile at me. « Did you hear mom? We’re here! », she said. I smile back at her and took a moment to check the view. It was beautiful. Though I initially did not want to come at the Cottage with the rest of the family, at that moment,...
IncestMy wife and I are teachers at a local community college. It is the perfect job as it allows us to spend over two months at our summer house on the lake. We were about to embark on the four hour trek northward. My wife had agreed to give one of her students a lift, her parents lived not too far from our cottage, and she needed a ride home.I had packed the trunk of the car to the brim with our supplies for the summer, so when we went to pick up Jennifer there wasn’t much room for her stuff. I...
LesbianApparently, I had surprised her, and after taking a glance at her Dad, who nodded his approval, “Yes, I will marry you, on December 14th. Why so soon?” “Think about it for a few moments, I think our moms want to see the ring!” We had only kissed and touched one another fully dressed, and by the time she got the hugs and handshakes, her face was illuminated. We had promised the parents we would finish high school and promised the dads no kids until after we graduated. That caused her to...
Without saying a word, Stephen, Maggie, Peter, and Ruth all stood up and with car keys in hand my mother said, “Put your suitcases back in the car, please? A three-car caravan, with the Tremaynes leading the way. St Louis, Missouri has a metro area in excess of three million people. Part of that growth was the easy access to the HMS. Exactly what Michael Thomas had in mind, I am quite sure. We eventually stopped at a very nice and recently painted apartment complex with the name Kensington...
Maggie was so interesting up close. I had never noticed how pretty her eyes were. Melody is a little shorter, but more endowed, but I had better be careful looking at her mother so closely. “Time to get out,” Mel said reaching for my hand. After they were all out and drying off, the moms went in to change as Mel took my arm and said, “Do you realize how close you came to kissing my mother?” “NO! I didn’t, I was just enjoying her company. She had mentioned how much she would miss you. All I...
Fucking my guest in my cottage . Hi every one in here. I am new as a story writer to iss environment , very old follower of indian sex stories dot net .I am sorry if there are some errors in my words and verbal expressions. Introducing myself I am 27 yrs from ooty. I do business in lodging and cottage. Very desperate for love and sex. I love hearing moaning and sex sounds from my guest. I masturbate with lust and dream of those sounds, voices.. For the ladies in here I am still a bachelor....
When you own a cottage, particularly if it's a good cottage,you come to expect friends and family to invite themselves overfrom time to time. I have a pretty good cottage up on an island filled lake inNorthern New York. It's got three bedrooms, a dock, a small beach,and a terrific view of the lake. It's hard to find, and kind ofisolated, but I love it so much that I just can never seem to keepfrom bragging. So, from time to time, I give in to less than gentle hints, andlet various people...
"Sammy?" Marcie asked when I called her on Sunday morning. "Can you talk?" "Sammy? What's wrong? Are you all right?" "I need to talk to someone and you're the only one I trust." "What happened?" I must have talked for an hour while Marcie listened. I told her about Cindy being in the kitchen when I got home Friday afternoon, about us going up to my room and her pushing the button on my answering machine. I gave Marcie a quick overview of how Cindy reacted, curious but not...
The afternoon lessons carried on as normal, the only difference being the three naked girls kneeling besides their 'mistresses', they had got over the embarrassment of being undressed in the class. And were helping their owners with some of the problems, receiving hugs for their help, at one stage I watched as one of the girls get under the desk of her mistress and could make out her head moving away under there as she brought her mistress to a climax. There was an interruption during the...
Melody moved in the next day. Since she didn't have much, it didn't take long. We celebrated by going out to eat at a fancier place than we usually went to and I gave her a ring, which we had to go show Tom and Helen. She went back to work and started working out with me and playing with me. It was wonderful to see the girl I had come to know coming back out. All this made the day I came home and found her drunk seem like a nightmare twice over. I had gone by and picked up her bears from...
Day after day I would watch this interaction between all of the kids and would often retreat inside the cottage where I could lube my cock with astroglide and slowly stroke it while I watched the tight bodied young boys and girls wrestle with each other. Inevitably, I would end up shooting a rope of cum across my chest and, sometimes, enjoy a splash of my own cum as it made it's way into my mouth. The sensation of my cum as it sprayed across my face and into my mouth made my climax that...
A hint of fall was in the crisp cool air as she walked from the cottage to the lake. A light breeze blew across it from the pass between two mountains to the west. It was midmorning and she was aware of the juxtaposition of nature’s gifts. On the one hand, the morning sun warmed her bare back and cheeks, whilst the cool air caressed her face, her breasts, stomach and her glistening lips peeking out from the soft downy patch of blonde pubic hair. She felt like invisible fingers were moving over...
Truth is often stranger than fiction. Such is the case in this story please feel free to vote and comment as it will make my future stories and blogs better. Feeling the need to do some last minute shopping i headed off to the local shopping center. After finishing my shopping my k**ney's and colon told me it was time to use the men's room. As i was using the men's room another man came in and used the adjacent stall . It wasn't long this man was tapping his foot so i thought lets see where...
“You must be the gamekeeper.”The words were spoken by a thin, pale woman of about thirty-five, wrapped in a red waterproof jacket, jeans and walking boots. She was standing at the foot of the treacherous, mossy concrete steps that led down from my holiday apartment, Gamekeeper’s Cottage. It was on an estate in deepest Cornwall, former home of some lord of the manor who had made his fortune from the tin mines that used to flourish in the area.“Yes, I’m the gamekeeper,” I said, entering into the...
Straight SexI had just gotten divorced after a 10 year relationship and 4 years of fighting and bitchin’. I was ready to fucking move on and horny as a goat. I would have fucked anything in sight. My cousin, we had been best friends for all of our 50 some years, invited me to her cottage “you can have it all for yourself for a couple of weeks” she told me on the phone. Located on a small island in Canada, by a fast running river, this is exactly what I needed. I got there on a Friday night and she was...
True story.im 29 and my girl 21.My girl wanted to go away in the weekend before christmas. since we were dating for two years now, she wanted to have me for herself for two whole days. a present, of sorts.we managed to book a mountain cottage but at a high price.Since the money isn't much, we asked another couple to tag along and share the fee. since the cottage had 3 bedrooms, we asked two mutual girl friends to come too.so, 4 girls and two boys.our time there was great, the place had its own...
I awoke cuddled up with the small form of Pauline who was still asleep, but when I awoke she looked at me — with eyes of the slave personality. "Good morning my master, how may I serve you this morning?" she asked me. I thought for a moment and made a suggestion she nodded and moved down in the bed, I felt her breath on my cock as her warm mouth engulfed it, and then I felt her tongue as it swirled around the stalk, and then I felt her nose as it positioned itself against my pubic bone,...
I stretched out on my bed and opened my grandfather's journal to the next entry. When he had died ten years ago, he had left all his journals to me. He had kept one up until the last month of his life, when he had suffered a stroke that he never recovered from. I had been reading an entry each night since I had received them. This one was about fishing and had references to the first time he had carried me out on a Minnesota lake. With fishing, it's not the size of the boat, motors and...