Electric Company Repairman
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You could say I am quite unlucky. All my life I have also been the clumsy one, who accidents seem to follow around. One of my most unlucky accidents happened on my 19th birthday, but I’m starting to think now that maybe it was my luckiest.
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I had been at University for just over half a year, and lived on campus on the second floor of an accommodation building. I shared a floor with 14 other people, but we had our own separate rooms with doors, so we didn’t always have to be around one another. So the day I had the accident, I was in my room alone, with the door closed.
Sitting at my desk I was reading an article about mind control on my laptop. It was pretty mind numbing, so I stopped reading quite often to take a sip of my beer. Reading the article got me thinking though. Wouldn’t it be amazing to have mind control powers? You could control anyone, and make them do anything. I had never really been a hit with the ladies because I was always so clumsy, but with the power to control girls’ minds I would be able to make them want to fuck me for days on end.
*BANG BANG* “OI PHIL! Stop wanking in there, we’re all going out!”
The sudden banging on the door made be jump and with that I knocked the beer can over. It went in kind of slow motion, the can jolted to the left and slowly tipped over, the beer dripping then pouring onto the keyboard, surging towards my hands on the desktop.
“Ah damn!” I shouted out, as the puddle of beer reached my hands.
A spark shot out of the laptop, and my eyes bulged as I saw a wave of electricity shiver through the puddle of beer, reaching out to my hands.
I remember feeling a tingle in my finger tips which then spread up through my hands. Then I felt a jerk through my whole body and I was flung away from my desk.
The next thing I remember is waking up on the opposite site of my room, smoke was rising out of my laptop and my hands felt like I had put them in a fire.
“Phil? You alright in there mate? What was that noise?”
“Arghhhh that was me electrocuting myself.”
“What? Let me in.”
Getting up off my arse I unlocked the door and let Sam, one of my friends who lives on my floor, into the room. He looked over to my laptop.
“Damn Phil, when will you stop the destruction? You can’t keep anything for long before you break it.”
He chuckled to himself before looking at me properly.
“Oh, man I’m sorry, are you alright? Do you need to see a doctor or something?”
“No, I think I’m alright. My hands just feel a bit burnt.”
He reached out and took a look at my hands.
“Seem fine, doesn’t seem to be any burning.”
“Well the feelings going away, must have just been the shock.”
Sam let go of my hands, and started towards the door.
“All of us are going out for a drink, maybe it will help you forget about the loss of your laptop, but if you’re not up to it don’t worry, I’ll tell the others what happened.”
The pain in my hands were almost gone, and I wasn’t going to let them all go out and get drunk without me, so I headed out with them to go to a club.
—————-
In the club, the 15th of us didn’t really stick together. It ended up that me, Sam, Jessica and Paul ended up sitting at the bar. Over the time I had lived with these people Sam had become like a best friend to me, he was the cool cocky type of person who liked to have a laugh, and that’s what I wanted to do as well, so we just clicked and became friends.
Jessica was what I would call, one of the best looking girls that I lived with. She had shiny, shoulder-length, blonde hair and a set of gorgeous blue eyes. Not forgetting the most important thing, she had a pair of fantastic tits, which I had often had a good look at while we have played many drinking games on our floor. To go with a great set of tits she had a nice tight arse, and shimmering legs which she showed off in short skirts all the time. She had told me I was cute, but had never shown any express interest in me.
Paul was more of Jessica’s type of man. He is muscular, tall, tanned, had big brown eyes, and short blonde hair which seemed impossible to muck up. He’s the ladies man. Everything I am not.
I’m average height, average build, pale skinned, have green eyes, and black hair that is very difficult to style into anything. Jessica would never go for me, when she had Paul around and knew that she could have him any time she liked.
Me and Sam were sipping back on a couple of beers, and we looked over to see Paul and Jessica kissing.
“I knew it would happen, one drink and she’s anyone’s.”, laughed Sam.
“Well, not ours, she would never do something like that with you or me.”
“I suppose you right about me, but you Phil? You could do it.”
“Ha, yeah right.”
“Just buy her a drink, it’s worth a shot.”
I didn’t have much to lose to I turned round to Jessica, who had stopped kissing Paul for a second.
“Hey, Jess, can I get you a drink.”
“Yeah, sure.”
She ordered a drink and the bar made passed it over. I took it and turned to Jessica. I suddenly realised from this angle I had a great view of her cleavage, and the thought popped into my head about the mind control article I had been reading. If only it could be!
Reaching for her drink, her hands came in contact. I felt a jolt spread down my hands to my fingertips. I looked down at our hands and saw blue sparks shooting between my hand and hers. She took the drink from me then just sat there looking at me.
About a minute, of her sitting there doing nothing, passed.
“Jess, are you alright?”
“Yes I am fine, Phil.”
“Aren’t you going to drink that?”
She looked down to the drink in her hand.
“Oh, only if you want me to.”
“Umm… Yeah, that’s kind of why I bought it for you.”
“Ok.”
She put the drink to her lips and commenced to gulp the whole drink down.
“Whoa, that was quick Jess.”
“I’m sorry. I thought you wanted me to drink it.”
“Well I did, but not that fast.”
“I will drink it slower next time.”
“Ok then…”
I couldn’t understand why Jessica was acting so strange, but then I thought about the blue sparks. Maybe… no, mind control doesn’t work like that, does it?
With the thought in my mind, I decided to see if I was right or not.
“Jess, touch your nose.”
Jess reached up and put her right index finger to her nose.
“Wow, umm… turn round and tell Paul to bugger off.”
Jess turned round, and said straight out to Paul.
“Bugger off Paul.”
“But… Jess?”
“Bugger off.”
With a confused look on his face Paul walked off.
I couldn’t believe it, was I really controlling her mind?
I turned to Sam and told him to meet me later, and he winked and chuckled then walked off.
“Jess, I want you stand up, take one of your tits out, and then hop round in circles on one leg.”
I didn’t think she would do it, but I was surprised to see that when she stood up she still had her finger touching her nose. I was even more surprised when she pulled out her left tit, exposing her puffy pink nipple, and then stood on one leg and hopped around.
A lot of people where giving her weird looks, so I quickly made her stop. She pulled her top back up, sat down and took her hand off her nose.
“Will you do anything I want you to?”
“Of course I will, Phil.”
“Amazing… well, let’s go back to your room.”
“Ok.”
—————-
We headed back to our floor, and as we walked in together, I looked ar
ound and saw that no one else was in.
“Actually Jess, let’s go in here.”
I led her into the kitchen, and we sat down on two chairs at the big table in the centre of the room.
“Take off your top.”
She reached her hands down to the bottom of her top, and pulled it up and over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so her tits bounced down as the top came off of them. Jess has a great pair of tits, and I had waited so long to touch them, if I really had control over her I needed to grasp the chance before it passed.
I put my hand to her left tit and gave it a squeeze. It was so smooth and soft, so I leaned forward and took her nipple into my mouth, playing my tongue over it.
A growling noise came from her mouth.
“Mmmm….”
“Do you like that Jess?”
“Yes, I love it.”
“Take off the rest of your clothes.”
She stood up and pushed her skirt down, to her ankles and stepped out of it. She kicked off her shoes and then stood there. Jess really was a slut, that was all she had been wearing, no underwear or anything.
“Well that was quick, now take off my clothes.”
Stepping towards me she lifted off my top, and put her lips to mine. Opening my mouth, she ran her tongue along the inside of my lower lip and our tongues clashed together as we kissed. Leaving me open mouthed, she started to run her tongue down my chest, until she got to my jeans. She quickly undid them and pulled them off at the same time as my underwear, leaving me naked and her kneeling in front of me.
“Do you like sucking cock Jessica?”
“Of course I love sucking cock, I’d love to suck yours.”
By then my cock was as solid as a metal pole, and was just millimetres from her face.
“Well go ahead, suck my cock.”
Straight away she opened her mouth wide and sucked my cock straight in. Running her tongue around the head it made me shiver with pleasure, if I hadn’t been sitting down I would have collapsed to the floor.
She took my cock out her mouth, and started running her tongue up and down the shaft, letting her saliva drip down out of her mouth. Jess seemed to like things sloppy.
After my cock was coated in her spit, she grasped me in her hand and started to pump my cock up and down. She took the head of my cock back into her mouth and licked around it in circles.
I had had blowjobs in the past, but this one was just amazing. I could feel my balls tingling already, and knew I was going to blow my load any second.
“Oh God… wow, yes, Jess suck my cock you slut.”
Still running her hand up and down my cock she took it out of her mouth and sped up her hand movements. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and I lurched forward as I started to cum.
My cum hit her face and splashed down over her lips, shooting shot after shot of cum onto her, it ran down over her chin and dripped to her tits. I leaned back in my chair in ecstasy, and looked down at Jessica.
“Swallow all that cum up Jess.”
Jess reached her hands down and cupped her breasts, scooping a load of my cum off of them she put her hands to her mouth and licked it all up. She looked so hot as she rubbed the cum off of her face and chin and put it all in her mouth, and then she took a big gulp and swallowed it all down.
If I had been told a week beforehand that Jess would be swallowing my cum later on, I wouldn’t have believed it, but there I was, with Jess swallowing my cum. I had hated my clumsiness before, but look what it had given me! I could control Jess, make her do anything I wanted to do, when I wanted her to.
It had been quite a few months since I had fucked a girl, let alone a girl as good looking as Jessica. So as my cock started to harden again at the sight of this beautiful girl in front me, I knew that I had to have her.
“Jess, are you on the pill?”
“Yes, I have been since I was 14.”
“Good, sit up on the table.”
She sat her tight ass on the table top and I stood up between her legs. I thought came to me that she hadn’t cum yet, maybe I could use my control over her to make her cum.
“Cum, now.”
With that she began to shudder on the table top, she lay back onto the table and began bucking her hips upwards.
“OH! Yes… ahhh fuck yes!”
She began breathing really loudly and her tits rose up and down as sweat poured down her chest.
“Arrrrrr”
Jess violently shook on the table and gave one big thrust upwards with her hips, and then collapsed down onto the table. She was breathing as if she had never breathed before and she let out a sigh of exhaustion.
“Was that nice Jess?”
“Oh my… yes… I’ve never cum like that before Phil.”
“Jess you don’t need to call me Phil anymore, call me master.”
“Ok, master.”
My cock was now fully hard again after watching that amazing one women show she had just put on. I rubbed my cock along the lips of her pussy, and her juices clung to the head as I ran it up and down her lips. She was soaking. Moving forward I pushed the head of my cock inside her.
“Mmmmm…”
Inch by inch my cock slid inside her until all 7 inches of my cock were pushed up inside of her warm, wet cunt.
“How does that feel?”
“Your cock feels so good in me master, please fuck me hard, real hard.”
So I did. I pulled my cock almost out of her, then rammed it back in again, and repeated this, feeling the lips of her pussy run along my cock. I had wanted this pussy for so long, and now I had it.
“Oh god Jess, your pussy feels so good.”
“Mmmm… fuck me, yes, yes, ooo yeah.”
I lent forward and took her puffy nipple into my mouth. I ran my tongue along the now hard nip and then bit down on it lightly, producing a purring noise from Jess.
I kissed up from her breast to her neck while still ramming my cock into her. At her neck I sucked on it slowly, bringing the blood in her neck to the surface. Taking my mouth away, I could see a perfectly round love bite now on her neck. Putting my mouth to hers we opened out mouths to each other and she put her tongue into mine.
As we kissed I pushed my cock harder and harder into her, making her give off a low growl like a tiger.
“Jess, cum.”
“Ahhhh! JESUS CHRIST!!”
The muscles of her cunt tightened around my cock as her body shuddered beneath me. She bit down on my lip, which I quickly took out of her mouth before she bit it off. I thought my cock was going to be crushed as her pussy tightened even more, so much that I had trouble pushing my cock in and out of her. Bucking up and down she let out a big moan as she came for the second time that night.
“Arrrr… yes, master.”
The muscles holding my cock in her loosened up and I took my still hard cock out of her.
I got to my knees and ran my tongue over her clit, making Jess shiver on the table top. Licking down over her dripping wet pussy lips I continued down running my tongue around her arse hole.
I had had a girlfriend before who had loved me doing that, but she had never let me fuck her arse, so now I had control over Jess I thought I may as well give it a try.
I spat my saliva onto her puckered hole, and rubbed her juices from her pussy down over it as well.
Standing up I put the head of my cock to her arse hole.
“Please, master, no. I’ve never…”
“You will let me fuck you up the arse, and you’ll like it.”
“Oh yes master, fuck my tight virgin arse.”
My cock was very well lubricated from fucking her a few minutes before so I pushed forward trying to push my cock into her arse.
“Don’t tighten your muscles.”
“Yes master.”
Jess’s arse loosened up a bit and the head of my cock slid i
nside her arse.
“Oh that feels good Jess.”
Jess was quivering beneath me and I could see she was biting down on her lip. In inched my cock into her slowly as she let out little squeals of pleasure/pain. With my cock fully in I stayed like that for about a minute.
“Mmm…”
“You like my cock inside you arse?”
“Yes, master, I… I… didn’t realise it could feel this good.”
Jess started to slide on the table making my cock slowly fuck in and out of her tight butt.
“Ooo yes, I love you fucking my arse, I’m your dirty little slut master.”
“Yes Jess, you are.”
I liked the sound of that, my dirty little slut.
Pinning Jess’s arms to the table with my hands, I pumped my cock in and out of her arse hole, faster and faster.
“Yessssss FUCK, yes fuck my arse, fuck it, HARDER, YES!!”
Jess’s body once again began to shake beneath me and I knew she was about to cum. I rammed my cock harder and harder into her arse and felt my balls begin to tighten.
“ARGHHH!!! YESSSSSSSSS, MASTER FUCKK MEEE!!!”
As she came her arse muscles clamped on my cock, and I let loose and shot my cum up into her arse.
My cock began to shrink inside of her arse and I leaned forward and rested my head on Jess’s stomach.
“You really are a slut Jessica, and now you’re my slut.”
Jess didn’t reply, so I lifted my head up to see she had her eyes shut. She had collapsed in exhaustion.
Pulling my cock from her arse I wiped it on her leg, and put my trousers back on.
At that moment I began to think about controlling other people. Could I control other people? Or was it just Jessica. Don’t get me wrong, having Jess as my slut slave would be amazing, but what if I could control other people?
I heard the door to our floor open. Pulling on my top quickly I walked out of the kitchen and closed the door, leaving Jess naked on the kitchen table with my cum dripping out of her arse.
It was Kim and John. Kim was a petit Asian girl with small tits, but a fantastic arse, and long brown hair to go with her deep brown eyes. John was of medium build, and is about the same height as me. I had always thought these two had been getting it on, and it seemed they had tried to sneak back thinking no one would be in.
“Oh! Phil.” Said John, shocked that I was in.
I put a hand out on each of there arms.
“Kim, John, what are you two planning on doing?”
Looking to my hands on their arms I felt the tingling in my hands, then spread down to my finger tips where I saw blue sparks reach out from my finger’s to their arms.
Together they both answered.
“Anything you want us to.”
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Oral SexIt was finally here. The day that Hank had been wanting to arrive for the last seven months. It was finally the first day of football season. He was again able to watch his favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys. This was even more important as they just happen to be playing his least favorite team the San Francisco 49ers. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The pepperoni with extra cheese pizza he ordered had just arrived and his beer had been chilling for about an hour. So it...
It was finally here. The day that Hank had been wanting to arrive for the last seven months. It was finally the first day of football season. He was again able to watch his favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys. This was even more important as they just happen to be playing his least favorite team the San Francisco 49ers. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The pepperoni with extra cheese pizza he ordered had just arrived and his beer had been chilling for about an hour. So it...
FetishJust as Gareth was about to begin to jerk his own cock the pilot announced that they need to take their seats for landing. Gareth sighed but knew he wouldn’t need to wait long for his first load to be spent.By the time they had landed all three of them no longer had erections and they disembarked and in their silk gowns followed Lionel Messi to the reception area. The warm morning sun made Gareth realise he wasn’t going to need his gown for much longer. Good morning gentlemen, said the...
The lake engulfed the landscape, glinting and gleaming with the colors of its surroundings. It met the sky’s gaze with a fever of its own, deepening in color the farther out it reached. The evergreen forest that surrounded the body of water left, in their shadow, a deep green mark upon the water – as if to remind you just how far from the world you really were. Waves, churned up by the mountain wind, lapped up against the shore. The steady thrumming of the water was broken only by the echoes...
Chelby waited for the ferry on the docks of Seattle that took her across the waters to the ship yard on the far side of Puget Sound. The evening was chilly and she could tell autumn was here. The sky was clear the air crisp and the stars sparkled overhead. She leaned over the side of the ferry to gaze into the water as the ferry chopped through it, she loved the wind in her face, and the way it caused her hair to fly wildly. It had been a long time since she had taken the journeys she would...
I live in west Michigan near the Lake Michigan shore. My husband Ron, like all of his family, is a recreational sailor. In the summers, he participates in the weekly Wednesday evening sailboat races on Lake Michigan. I had invited my special girlfriend Erin to have a mid-evening dinner with me, one of those evenings, at the restaurant which overlooks the marina. There we would wait to meet Ron after the races had finished. Because parking is sparse there, I had asked that she meet me at my home...
Wife LoversThe faint scent of sex still lingered, drifting up my nostrils as I lowered the car window. I hoped the crisp fresh air of early winter would blow away any remaining evidence. I still couldn't quite believe what had just happened. If I had not been there, I wouldn't. Alone, I began to ponder my little rendezvous. What would one call it? Cheating? Perhaps a form of unfaithfulness, but certainly not adultery. Hmmm, maybe none of the above. I wonder. Well, you can make up your own mind. Allow me...
BDSMHer eyes are a field, soft and warm and green, and I imagine a sea of wildflowers growing within her corneas. Wild as the need in her gaze, a desire so far from banal only a truly demoralized slut can feed her hunger, and even then, only finitely.That’s me. The demoralized slut.I tongue my ballgag and it pacifies me. The ropes around my conjoined wrists keep me on my toes, stretched toward the ceiling. He is behind me. Slapping my ass with a thick leather strap, turning my caramel skin a...
AnalA Lawful Touch by Andy Hollis I slammed the kitchen door behind me, dropped the bag of groceries on the counter with another bang and gave my mother my best glare. "What part of 'no' don't you understand?" I half shouted. "Now, Kimberly, there is no reason for you to behave this way," she said, grabbing the bag before it fell over. "You asked another creep of a boy to take me out?" "Justin is a nice boy, the least you could do is go out one time?...
Lani had spent all day looking at cashmere samples, running her fingers through the soft fabric, thrilling to the touch of it on her skin. She was an assistant fashion designer in the studio of Henri Bechet, at one of the top design firms in Manhattan. It was her dream job, because she had what could only be called a lust for fabric. As long as she could remember she'd had this primal need to feel different textures on her skin, and it had only gotten stronger with time. Cashmere, corduroy,...
Inspired by your touch last night, I couldn't help myself this morning. I don't know if you'll ever read this but I felt like I needed to let this out.I only have a few minutes but can't resist any more. I can feel my body begging for a quick release. I knew when I left this morning I hadn't gotten enough of you and the wetness at just the thought of your lips on mine is enough to make me quake. I picture you sleeping still and wish I could have stayed in bed with you imagining all the ways...
MasturbationI made the mistake of glancing at my watch and groaned; it was only four fifteen. Another forty five minutes before I could indulge in my weekly treat. Thinking about that treat; an hour long full body massage, was making this the longest day since, well, since last Friday! I fought to focus on the columns of numbers in front of me, but it was a losing battle. Instead my mind drifted to the thought of those soft, yet firm, hands rubbing my feet, taking away the discomfort a week in heels...
Stupid Groupon you think to yourself, as you walk in the door closes behind you and the bell of the wood door rings. You are in a small waiting room with a couple plush chairs and the tranquil small water feature in the corner. A soft calming music dances through the still air that has the faint scent of jasmine tickles your nose. It sounded good at the time when you clicked OK on the site. An hour-long massage for a great price, so it was an impulse buy. You let the months roll by and you were...
First TouchBy Nicole LarsonWe pulled up to the deBoers' house half an hour before eight. We were supposed to be there at seven, but my mom had this thing about being "fashionably late." Dad parked on the street, and we all got out of the car, and headed up the block to the deBoer's well maintained front yard. Mom carried a crudites platter she'd spent all afternoon arranging, and Dad lugged a case of Schlitz. It was cool this late September Saturday evening. The nip in the air that foretold of...
Lesbian(This is my first submission and I hope you enjoy. Although the fantasies my wife and I share seem to range from mild to wild, I wanted my first story to reflect just how much I love and appreciate how beautiful she is. Let me know what you think of it. Maybe the next one will lean a little more toward the other end of the spectrum.) From the beginning of our marriage my wife and I have always slept in the nude. I love the feel of her bare skin and it sometimes seems unnatural for something to...
She noticed the warmth of the room as he kissed her bare shoulder. The goose flesh that appeared on her naked skin was not due to coldness. The bumps were the result of her want, desire, and lust that attempted to escape its epidural confines. “He has done everything for my comfort,” she thinks as she presses her hand to the side of his face. She wanted more kisses. She wanted more teasing bites.She wanted his lips sucking and pulling at her flesh.She wanted him.The room was quiet. No...
BDSMMy hands are rough and coarse, but I touch you with the softest caress I can. I know my hands against your soft skin cause sensations that shoot into your nerves. I can feel you shudder and nervously shake as my hands touch you. Little bumps raise up under my hands as they pass over your flesh. You are hot and I feel your heat emanating up into my palms. Slowly I explore your shoulders, gently wandering over them, pausing to knead your muscles and rub deeply, breaking away tensions and...
His phone rings in the midst of the night… ‘Hello,’ she replies in a saddened tone… ‘I need you baby, please come over,’ and hangs up. His heart for her beats so deeply… he jumps out of bed and rushes to see her. He takes out the key… and unlocks her door… opening it in a hurry to be with his love… to comfort her. Little did he know what was truly waiting behind that door! As it opens… the room is lit up with candles… her furniture pushed back making a clearing in the middle of the room…...
Hi friends,mera aditya hai mai puna mai mba kr rha hu meri age 23 hai aur ye meri first story hai.. Mere family me mom dad and me bs hum tin log hi hai pap teacher hai.. Ye story mere 12th class ki hai.,humare side me sharma uncle rhte hai vo papa k boht ache friend hai unko 2 ladkiya hai badi ka nav sneha hai aur uski shadi ho gyi hai aur dusri ka nam avni hai last year uski bhi shadi ho gyi. Ye kahani mere 12th cls k wqt ki hai ap sb ko to pta hi hai ki ldke chote umr me kitne shaitan hote...
Steve “I want to stay in my own home,” I almost shouted over the phone to my granddaughter who seems to think I couldn’t handle it.“But, Gramps, you said you fell and hurt your arm. Next time it could be your head. You need help.”She was right, of course, but I was having a difficult time admitting it. After all, I used to run marathons and paddle across the lake in my very own canoe. I am still strong but almost blind from macular degeneration, if I really admitted it, I couldn’t navigate...
Mature- - - beauty-en-touch - - - Prolog Transsexualism: Transsexualism is a condition in which a person identifies with a physical sex different from the one that they were born with or assigned in cases where ambiguity of the child's sex organs led to assigning them a physical sex. Transsexualism is considered a taboo subject in many parts of the world and has become more widely known in Western nations in the late 20th century due to the sexual revolution, but remains a highly...
She didn’t know why it happened, but she fell. She changed that light bulb numerous times before without incident. However this time when she went to climb down the small ladder missed the last step and landed on her backside on the floor. The noise caused Marcus to come running in from the den. He went over and comforted her and checked for injuries. He frowned and with a scolding tone spoke. “Deana I told you I’d change that bulb, now look you fell.” She glared at him and hissed...
It was already dark when she arrived at the restaurant, handing the keys over to the valet absentmindedly. Aptly attired in a blue uniform trimmed in gold, the young man thanked her politely and handed back a blue ticket, which she slipped into the pocket of a small black handbag as she passed through the glass doorway. He saw her immediately, watching from his table. She wore a classic black sheath dress, fitted perfectly and split at one side almost to her thigh. Shiny black patent leather...
Deana was injured by a drunk driver, but not to the point where she was in a wheel chair or bedridden. There were some things around the house she could still do. Like change a light bulb, even if it required the small step ladder. She didn’t know why it happened, but she fell. She changed that light bulb numerous times before without incident. However this time when she went to climb down the small ladder, she missed the last step and landed on her backside on the floor. The noise caused...
Oral SexIt’s been several days since you’ve been to see me and we rest quietly on my bed. Sprawling naked and relaxed, intimately linked together by the casual placement of our bodies. You wrap your arm loosely around my shoulder, settling my head onto your chest while gently cupping the back of my head, fingers sifting through my blonde hair.I can feel your lips pressing kisses against my hair. The only sound is that of your steady heartbeat in my ear. The gentle movement of my body, as your...
Oral SexI had always fancied Sadie, but she was my best mate’s on/off girlfriend. Now after an evening of intoxicated flirtation, here we were in her bedroom.Sadie insisted that I watch but don't touch. I sat on the edge of her bed."I'm going to show you how I do myself and you're going to watch me,” she quipped, stripping down to an ivory silk G-string. She pulled it tight and snug over her cunt. She went to her dressing table, watching herself in confidence in the mirror, and rummaged deep in her...
CheatingI had come here for comfort, for consoling; to talk. In the past year, I had lost three people who were very close to me; the last one, just recently. I had withdrawn, rarely leaving my home. I recognized the symptoms of depression. No motivation, no appetite. I knew I needed to talk, reconnect with people, but was not ready to do that in person. I went online and found somewhere to chat. I had always considered myself straight and loved the feel of a man inside me, but found myself drawn to...
HumorCopyright© Richard nudged the door open with his knee, slowly shoving forward trying not to spill the gin and tonics he held. Once he was the other side his ass swung at the door, closing it. "Here look at this for a mouthful," he walked over to where his wife was sat at the computer, putting the two glass's down he lent over her shoulder, "And what mouthful of fuck fantasy are your little perverts telling you now?" Monica took the drink from him, "Look for yourself; read what he would...
One evening when I was 17 I felt more than a little punky when I got home from work. It had been a particularly hot day and I think I'd gotten a little dehydrated. I stripped off my dusty clothes in the mud room as I always did and left them by the washing machine. In my underwear, I told my mother that I felt lousy, didn't want any dinner, and was going to just take a shower and go to bed. She told me she was about to start a load of whites and to please leave my underwear by the washer....