MarcieChapter 2 Marcie s Induction
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Marcie was having her nails done when she realized that Aniah had apparently lost interest in men—sexually. It was true that when pressed the girl said emphatically that she liked a cock in her; but thinking back, Marcie recalled having spotted good-looking males Aniah’s age or slightly older, and calling her attention to them while pointing out their obvious attributes on several occasions. Marcie had even gone so far as to draw the teen’s attention to which side the young men had slung their penis with at least two of them.
Aniah would listen and look, but seemed uncaring; while making many positive comments on attractive females passing by as well as many who weren’t all that good-looking. Marcie decided to test her theory by setting the young teen up with Milt, Gerri’s husband and her boss at the supper club.
They were in Marcie’s apartment; actually Aniah was in the bathroom with the door open wide enough to provide Marcie with a visual of her as she peeled down her shorts, slowly exposing her gorgeous ass. Her naughty bits were concealed by a snug pair of panties. Her shirt was already in a pile of clothes at her side, and her lovely tits were being held snugly in place by an elastic top. Marcie was on the phone with Gerri, her friend and fellow member of Sex Addicts Anonymous.
“I can’t talk any louder, Gerri, she’s close by, but ... I know, Gerri. One at a time, I know! That’s why I need your help here. I met a guy...”
“For fuck’s sake, Gerri gimmie me a break, here...”
“I know—I know ... that’s why I’m calling. Is it possible to get Milt to do her?”
Marcie listened as Gerri unloaded on her for even asking that her husband have sex with an underage teen.
“She’s a kid, Gerri. She hasn’t even seen a real cock...”
Gerri responded to that statement and Marcie hastened to clarify her meaning. “She was at a party and pulled a train ... maybe seven or eight guys. She couldn’t even remember any names. Worse, she was not impressed by any of them either.”
Gerri gradually conceded and would talk to her husband about the girl, but of course, she wanted a taste as well. Marcie agreed without protest. “You’ll talk to Milt! Wonderful! Please let me know what he has to say. Oh ... tell him she’s a knockout! Love you, Gerri! Bye!”
It took very little persuasion to get Aniah to accompany Marcie to Milt and Gerri’s. They had a pool; her parents were working until nine-thirty and Gerri was a blonde, young and very pretty who happened to like women. Milt’s being there was merely an afterthought.
When they arrived, Gerri was lounging in a patio chair, sipping on a margarita by the pool. Aniah had passed by Milt as if he were invisible, giving him a pleasant, but cursory hello, nice to meet you at the door and leaving Marcie to the rest of the mandatory greeting to their host.
Milt shrugged it off, “Teenagers,” he said to Marcie when she attempted an apology, then pointed out the way to the pool.
Marci introduced Aniah to Gerri and they appeared to hit it off from the start with Gerri giving Aniah a hug as she whispered: “You’re even better looking than Marcie described you, and she spent a good deal of time doing that. Now why don’t you two join Milt and me for drinks and maybe a swim and we can talk some more?”
“Oh, I didn’t bring a suit,” Aniah said feeling stupid. Why hadn’t she thought of it?
“Not to worry, I’ve got lots of extra suits and I’m sure we can find one that will fit; come with me.” She took hold of Aniah’s hand and led her off to the bedroom.
Milt looked at Marcie and shrugged.
Marcie smiled and said: “Mama gets her first ‘eh?”
“Looks that way; Gerri knows what she’s doing.”
“She does. I can attest to it,” Marcie added as she sat down on the lounger next to Milt.
As Gerri led Aniah into her bedroom, she said, “Take off your clothes and check out the suits in the top dresser drawer,” then sat down on the edge of the bed to watch providing Aniah a peek at her abundant cleavage as she did.
Aniah was a bit hesitant at first but untied her halter and let it fall to the floor exposing her generous 16-year-old breasts. Her hardened nipples were extended like pencil erasers revealing her emotions at being alone with Gerri.
And when she peeled off her tight cutoffs and wasn’t wearing any panties Gerri sucked in her breath on seeing the girl’s freshly shaved pussy.
When Aniah started checking out the suits in the dresser Gerri stood and moved to her saying: “Here let me see if I can help you find the right one.”
Aniah stammered a response correctly suspecting that Gerri had other intentions but wasn’t sure how she felt about it until Gerri gave her another hug that served to make up her mind for her as she felt the juices seeping from her cunt.
Christ, why am I soooo fucking horny?
“Here, try this one on,” Gerri said, holding up a skimpy bikini top. It was little more than two triangles of cloth connected by shoestring thin straps. Aniah took it and attempted to get it over her 32-C sized breasts but wasn’t having much luck.
“Oh, sooo sorry, I thought you’d be more in the B-cup range,’ Gerri said apologetically.
“Mmmm, well I was, until a month or so ago. I had one of those growth spurts,” Aniah said, holding her hands under both breasts as if they were melons.
“Let me help,” Gerri said as she maneuvered around behind Aniah to try and fit her breasts into the skimpy top. Aniah didn’t resist as the older woman handled her breasts with aplomb, cooing into the girls ear, “God you’ve got lovely breasts, Aniah.”
While saying this, Gerri used her thumb and forefinger to pinch the girl’s nipples lightly causing Aniah to let out a moan. Gerri pressed her body into Aniah’s backside, lowered her head and began kissing her neck while continuing to massage her breasts and nipples. She allowed one hand to drift downward towards Aniah’s bald pussy. When she first touched its swollen lips and felt the wetness waiting to come out, she said “Well someone appears to be a little excited.”
Aniah giggled a bit and said, “I think I’ve been excited ever since last night when Marcie suggested we visit you today.”
“Marcie’s your lover, isn’t she, Aniah?” Gerri husked while pulling the teen tighter against her own bikini clad body.
“Yeah,” the still nervous teen replied, “but she told me you and her had got it on too. That’s right, isn’t it? I mean, she wasn’t fucking with me, right?”
“Right, Aniah, absolutely right! What’s more, I’ve been pretty excited about meeting you myself, and my expectations haven’t disappointed me. You have a lovely body Aniah!”
“Do you really think so?”
“Oh, god yes ... come here, I’ll show you just how hot you make me.” Gerri spun Aniah around and immediately engulfed a nipple in her mouth. In her aroused state Aniah’s nipples were extremely sensitive and she moaned loudly as Gerri sucked and bit her protruding nipples.
“Ohhh, fuckkk!” the teen whimpered as Gerri led her over to the bed and sat her down, then dropped to her knees in front of her. “I have to taste that luscious pussy of yours honey. It smells so sweet and I’m so hot for you, I’ve just got to taste you.”
“But what about Marcie!”
“She knows what’s probably happing in here between us!” Gerri snorted as her face mashed down between Aniah’s firm, but suddenly very pliant thighs.
Aniah’s body jerked the moment Gerri extended her tongue and made contact with the bald entrance leading to her outer lips.
“Oh, god that feels good ... oh, god!”
Gerri kept at the young girl, sucking up her delicious juices as she drove her tongue even deeper into Aniah’s cunt, eliciting a series of low guttural groans from the teenager. And when she ventured up to Aniah’s engorged clit it drove the 16 year-old up the wall. Aniah grabbed Gerri’s head and pulled it hard against her cunt a split second before her orgasm hit her like a freight train shaking her entire body as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Aniah’s screams of pleasure reverberated out to the pool causing Milt and Marcie to look at one another.
“She didn’t waste any time, my Gerri,” Milt said dryly.
“I wasn’t sure if Aniah would go for it, but ... sounds like she did.”
“That wasn’t Gerri screaming, Marcie,” Milt said as he took his rampant cock out and shook it near her nose.
“Want a quick taste?”
“Mmmm, it’s an offer I hate to refuse, but the idea is for you to use that lovely dong on my teenage darling when Gerri finishes with her.”
“I can go more than once you know,” Milt said sourly.
“Common knowledge Milt. But both Gerri and I want you to rise for the occasion. You’ll be fucking Aniah more than once. And I expect your performance to wean her onto the male appendage at least part time.”
“I will ... rest assured,” he said and tucked his erection back into hiding.
“Oh, god Gerri that ... that was...” Aniah panted breathlessly and fell back on the bed completely spent, or so she thought.
“I---I want to return the favor, but need a minute to recover, okay?”
Gerri let her hand drop down to cup Aniah’s pussy which was overflowing with her juices.
“God you made me so hot, Gerri. I’ve never cum like that before, it was wonderful.” The 16 year-old continued babbling about reciprocating until Gerri placed a finger on her lips and shushed her.
“My husband is waiting for us by the pool and since you shouted so loudly when you came that I’m sure both he and Marcie heard we’ve got to figure something of an explanation, you know?’
“We could say I tripped and stubbed a toe or something,” Aniah offered.
Gerri smile and tweaked the teens left nipple. “Better put the top on, sweetie. Um, no, they know exactly what happened between us. Marcie and I ... well, we’ve been together once or twice and my Miltie ... we’ve been married a while. We party some if you know what I mean...”
She left the words hanging and watched as an understanding reached the young girl’s brain.
“Ohhh!” Aniah gasped. “Swingers!”
“Mmmm, kind of, but not exactly. We just enjoy sex. All kinds of sex. And if you want, we’ll show you something’s. If you’re willing, of course.”
It was probably the perfect pitch to the 16 year-old. New sexual adventures—things her peers had not even heard of, never mind done. She would be the queen of her high school campus. Fuck those senior bitches; they’d be enthralled by her stories.
“Sure ... okay,” she found herself saying as Gerri helped her to her feet and led her out to the pool where Milt and Marcie were waiting before Aniah realized she was wearing a flimsy top and no bottoms, but was completely nude otherwise.{br}
“Took you guys long enough,” Milt said, giving Aniah a prolonged stare. “Couldn’t you find a good fit, for her Gerri?”
Gerri laughed and Aniah blushed from head to toe.
“C’mon Aniah, let’s jump in the pool, it’s getting hot and I think we need to cool off!”
Gerri dived into the water and Aniah obediently followed her. Marcie looked at Milt and they got up and jumped in after them.
Gerri swam to the other end of the pool and Aniah quickly followed her. Marcie and Milt soon ended up alongside them and they played around in the pool with Marcie soon losing her top and Gerri laughing as she took hers off and flung it in Milt’s direction.
Whooping with glee, Milt dove under water and removed his trunks then mooned the women who though it hilarious.
The games were now officially underway.
“Feeling frisky, eh, Miltie?” Gerri crowed. “Marcie would’ja get us that float over there?”
While Marcie retrieved the float, Gerri gave Aniah’s cunt a little fingering, and then she kissed the 16 year-old heatedly before leaving her to swim over to the float where Milt was climbing on it.
“Look at my man, Aniah,” Gerri crowed as she took hold of his erection and used it to pull him and the float to the shallow end of the pool.
Aniah was mesmerized by the sexual intensity surrounding her. She hardly realized that Marcie had her hand and was guiding her to the shallow end where Gerri now had (at least as far as Aniah was concerned) her husband’s penis --- he was actually 7 ½ inches long with a fairly thick shaft --- in her mouth.
Aniah couldn’t look away, but giggled as Marcie gave her breast a friendly squeeze. “Hi, Marcie!”
“You’ve been busy with Gerri, haven’t you?”
“Yes, will you forgive me?”
“Of course I do. You know Milt wants to fuck you don’t you?”
“Gerri hinted at it, yeah.”
“How do you feel about that?”
Before she could answer, Gerri was fellating her husband then held his cock out toward the other women, but everyone knew it was really for Aniah.
“Would you like to help me out here?”
Aniah smiled, gingerly nodded yes, and joined Gerri, accepting Milt’s heavy cock and tonguing the bulbous head much the same as she would an ice cream cone.
SUCK IT Aniah!” Gerri yelled.
“I can’t ... too fuckin’ big!” the 16 year-old protested.
“Take a little at a time. You’ll adjust ... you’ll see!” Gerri said soothingly.
Marcie chimed in with: “It’s amazing what you can get in your mouth with some practice. I remember using a banana when I was fourteen.”
“Try licking his balls. They’re hairy, but still ... they’re lots of fun,” Gerri offered as she took control of Milt’s hardon and renewed her blowjob. The young girl had better success with his testicles, finding it enjoyable to alternate between licking and sucking them while Gerri fellated him in close proximity.
Minutes later the teen was sucking his cock again, this time with more success as she had watched both Gerri and Marcie suck him and learned how she might handle him better and did so when the opportunity arrived.
Milt warned everyone he was about to cum and with Gerri jerking him off to orgasm, was soon spewing long ropes of jizm high into the air and onto the faces of the three women hovering around him.
When he was completely finished, Gerri had Aniah lick his sperm from her face and feed it back to her with sensuous kisses. Then Marcie did Aniah and fed her share to the teenager and lastly both Aniah and Gerri scooped what they could from Marcie and deposited it on Marcie’s tongue, which she promptly swallowed.
“Can I go down on you again, Gerri?” Aniah pleaded.
“Not yet. You need to do Marcie. My Miltie will watch you because it will help him get hard again, then he’s going to fuck you. In fact, we’re all going to fuck you before you head home this afternoon.”
“Ohhhh,” Aniah sighed. “I think I just came again.
Everyone, Aniah included laughed at that. Then they moved inside where Marcie lay on the rumpled sheets, spread her legs and giggled as the teenager happily ate her out.
When Marcie came, Gerri took her place, saying: “Lick me until your jaw won’t let you anymore.”
Aniah rolled on top of her, then slid down the older woman’s body, paying homage to her breasts and particularly the left nipple which was slightly deformed as a birth defect, and then with Gerri moaning and groaning the girl slithered the remainder of the way to the junction between her thighs, pried open her labia and commenced sucking away at Gerri’s dripping cunt.
Aniah’s voracious slurping and sucking sounds filled the bedroom.
“God don’t stop Aniah, you are such a good cunt sucker ... don’t stop ... don’t stop!”
“She’s good! She’s soooo fuckin’ good at this!” Gerri howled as her orgasm hit home leaving her thrashing wildly and clawing at the rumpled bed sheets.
When Aniah kept going at her, Gerri reached another peak and began squirting pussy juice all over Aniah’s beautiful face. Gerri was an occasional squirter at those times she was really turned on ... and this was one of them!
Aniah tried her best to lap it all up but a lot ended up drooling down her chin and neck to her youthful breasts. Gerri finally regained her composure enough to pull Aniah up and kiss her deeply, tasting her own juice in the process and licking up whatever she could find on Aniah’s body.
Aniah could only say, “God I loved sucking your cunt, it was delicious ... so hot ... oh, god I loved it.” She then gave Gerri a big hug and kissed her again this time thrusting her tongue deeply into Gerri’s mouth.
Milt was more than ready at this point and climbed on the bed, gently moving Gerri aside and mounted the already spread-eagled teen.
Gerri placed a hand on Aniah’s arm and queried, “Have you had sex before?”
“No, not really. I’ve messed around a bit with a couple of boys but it was mostly just touching and groping ... mostly on their part. Milt’s the first cock I ever had in my mouth, honest to God. I lied to Marcie ‘cause I thought she wouldn’t get with me if I was a virgin, you know?”
Both Gerri and Marcie were stunned at this news. Milt couldn’t have cared less; of course he was being led by his cock, being a typical male.
“Milt,” Gerri said, “go easy on her. She’s never had it before.”
Milt nodded then pulled Aniah down to him and gently kissed her face, murmuring, “Ahh, you taste just like my wife.”
Aniah giggled.
“Straddle me. Better scoot up until your pussy’s directly over my dick.”
Aniah complied and Milt rubbed his cock around her opening, gathering juices and wetting his own member to make his entry easier. Then holding his shaft with one hand, he guided her with the other as she slowly lowered herself until about an inch of his thick head was lodged inside her and she stopped.
“How’s it feel?” He inquired.
“Fuckin’ tight, Milt. Are you sure?”
But Gerri had anticipated this, especially on learning Aniah was a virgin. She squeezed some KY gel onto a finger and applied it to Aniah’s vagina after having Milt pull out.
With his next attempt, he turned to Marcie and Gerri, laughed and said, “This is like the first time I put it up your ass, Gerri.”
All three women laughed.
With Aniah lubed up they started again. They both noticed her hymen’s resistance. “What’s... ?” Aniah began only to scream in surprise when Milt drove on, tearing the slight membrane apart and bringing some three and a half inches of his cock inside her very snug vaginal walls.
“Holy shit!” Aniah exclaimed.
“Are you okay?” Milt quickly inquired while the other two women clucked and fussed around the teenage girl.
“Yeah—yeah, I’m fine ... you popped my cherry, Milt!” the 16 year-old said gleefully.
Once he knew for certain that was what caused her yelp, Milt renewed his maneuvering and got deeper without any further mishap.
“Fuck her, honey,” Gerri said authoritatively. “Just a good old hump for starters. Don’t give her the whole shebang this time. She needs to get used to it first.”
As far as Aniah was concerned this wasn’t anything like she’d heard from the girls at school. All they could talk about was how much it hurt and how the boy came almost immediately. But with Milt, this felt wonderful, there was almost no pain and what little there was faded quickly. Now all she could feel was pure joy as he filled her with his cock.
She listened to Gerri’s advice and sat still for a minute to allow her cunt to adjust to his massive girth and used the respite to tell him, “Oh god, I can’t believe I have you inside me. Oh, this is better than I ever imagined it could be!”
And when she heard him say: “We haven’t really fucked yet, Aniah,” she came, grunting and farting, and with the certainty that it was going to get even better she began to pump up and down on Milt’s cock.
Milt responded with his own thrusts. Marcie, who had been watching the whole thing, couldn’t believe the transformation in Aniah as she fucked Gerri’s husband in front of her. As both women looked on, Aniah shouted out, “Oh, god I’m cumming again! I don’t believe... !”
Aniah’s whole body shuddered as the orgasm exploded in her causing the teen to pump up and down on his cock even faster. That’s all it took for Milt to reach orgasm and filling her young cunt with his sperm thrust after thrust after thrust.
Aniah flailed her arms in the air and screamed, “I’m so hot inside ... like I’m on fire!” Then moments later she slowly stopped humping him and eventually collapsed onto his chest.
Aniah managed a raspy whisper after regaining her breath. “That was fantastic!”
Gerri stepped over and gave them each a big sloppy kiss, “You guys were amazing, but I think Aniah is going to need some rest after that bit of exercise.”
Aniah said nothing but it was obvious that she was pretty worn out from the day’s activities.
Unmoved, Milt said, “Catch your breath I am not done yet.”
“More?” Aniah said, stunned.
“Yeah ... I have you for the afternoon and who knows if I’ll get another shot. I am going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
“You can do that?”
“What, you think I need permission?”
“No---No! I mean ... I thought guys were like one and done kinda.”
“No real man is one and done, darlin’; especially with a piece of ass as sweet as you.”
“Marcie ... is he shittin’ me?”
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Marcie did such a good job of pleasing the warden and all the other top guards that she was allowed to work in the library and not in the God-awful laundry or the machine shop where accidents were known to happen when one of the “new girls” didn’t show the proper respect or a have a good attitude for the old-timers with lots of tricks up their sleeves. She wondered why her bail hadn’t been posted yet and assumed it was just a mix-up because of the holidays. At least her indignities and her...
Everyone froze as Chandra Korrapati, the Washington High School’s principal and the mother of the fourteen-year-old student sucking on my nipple, walked into my classroom. My new girl-cock was buried to the hilt in my own daughter’s newly deflowered pussy. Fear spiked through me as the Indian woman with the same red-brown skin as her daughter closed the door behind me. She was a graceful, older woman, wearing a blue-gray pantsuit and a white, silk blouse, a necklace of pearls about her neck....
The Perfect Hubby 1: Marc to Marcie By Sharon Masterman Billy was a model husband when we first got married. He did his share of the cooking and housework. He was gentle and loving in bed. And he was totally faithful. Then things changed. He stopped cooking and doing housework, and insisted I wait on him hand and foot. He became rough and aggressive in bed. And he started cheating on me. Some nights he came home late, other nights he didn't come home at all. When I...
How it all started.***Javon's parents sold a company that they had started and built for years. They are now wealthy, but still want to live a normal life. He is their only child who was born later in their lives. Although spoiled as a child, his parents raised him to be a responsible adult. He and his family moved to Miami to escape the cold Chicago winters. Javon's first week was spent at a hotel right across the street from South Beach.Javon's first sexual experience was with a woman named...
MILFMark arrived at Fay’s house right at two in the afternoon. Arianna’s Mazda was out front, so he parked his Accord in the driveway. Arianna answered the door. He’d seen her at the Prom, but hadn’t really talked to her in several weeks. “Hey, loverboy,” she said, grabbing his arms. She pulled herself up on tiptoes and kissed him on the mouth. “I’ve missed you!” “Well hello to you too, Arianna,” he had to smile. It was true; Fay had told him she wanted to fuck him. He hadn’t believed her but...
"How do you want me?" Karen asked. We were both naked, and the summer breeze was caressing my balls. We first tried placing her left foot on one of the benches, and I scrunched down to line us up. I had one hand on her back and the other one on her ass, as I eased in. "What's wrong?" she asked, when I stopped. "It's not working," I said, pulling out. My need was great, but paled compared to the possibility of hurting her. Karen demonstrated that her need was just as great as mine....
It was Thursday when Mark got the call, but it was Scotia, not Marcie. “Hi Mark, how are you?” she asked, somewhat coyly. “I’m fine, how are you?” he countered, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice. “Good, really, good” big pause. “How do you feel?” He asked sincerely. “Oh, I’m fine. Fully recovered. You were quite good at what ... um, we did together. I ached and hurt for a day or so, but nothing was damaged and in two days I was as good as new.” she said very matter of...
Javon's parents sold a company that they had started and built for years. They are now wealthy, but still want to live a normal life. He is their only child who was born later in their lives. Although spoiled as a child, his parents raised him to be a responsible adult. He and his family moved to Miami to escape the cold Chicago winters. Javon's first week was spent at a hotel right across the street from South Beach.Javon's first sexual experience was with a woman named Josie and her...
MILF“Have you seen the new IT guy yet Marcie?” my friend and colleague Bianca came barreling into my office just before lunch.“As a matter of fact I have,” I started to say“I’ll bet he’s a tomcat in bed, all nerdy guys fall into one of two categories you know,”“Bianca,” I said trying to stop her.“Most of them are so grateful that you’ve paid any attention to them at all that they’re willing to eat your pussy for hours without asking for anything in return.”“Bianca,” I said again trying to stop...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMrs. Fatima Samara I clutched my harem to me as the clock struck midnight. The year ended. A new one begin. My daughters, niece, and sister were naked, smeared in my cum. I tried to love all my pregnant women before I had to repay my debt to the futa-fairy. To Leanan Sidhe. Despite the spurting futa-jizz and the gasping orgasms, dread had permeated me all day. Now a warmth billowed through me, seizing me from beyond our world. It cradled my soul in gentle hands, drawing me away from my...
“Hey Gina.” “What, Marcie?” “I recently stumbled upon this website called CHYOA...” “Uhu...is that something you can eat?” “From a certain point of view. Its a site where authors share stories with each other. There is also a focus on choosing your own path. Basically it's like one of these Choose your own adventure books all of us read as a child.” “Do I look like a nerd to you? So it's a place for loser nerds to connect with other loser nerds, sounds perfect for you.” “Actually, there is...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Catherine and Alexander by: Bruce Leach Although the children never knew it times had been rough in the castle. Their father, the Duke of Beaufort, had in recent days made a number of unfortunate alliances that put not only his fortune but his entire properties and even his own life in jeopardy. In these days after the king's death the wrong friends could mean accusations of treachery and the Duke had made all the wrong friends. Things looked bleak until he had an...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
So there I was. Detention. As usual. Girls like me ended up there a lot. I'm your stereotypical punk rock fuck up, a troublemaker. And so at 3:38, as usually, I was in room 204, Detention. I sat there looking down at homework, pretending I was doing it. Just then, Heather Sanchez, the feisty Hispanic homecoming queen came waltzing through the door. She took a seat down next to me, and I gave her a shocked look. I mean, who'd imagine that the perfect teenage girl would end up next to me? There...
Lesbian(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...