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I awoke with McKayla spooned up behind me. Her breath was warm against my neck. One arm was draped around me, cupping my breasts.
I lay there for a long time, wondering what I had done the night before. I had taken another woman as my lover. I didn't have anything against lesbians or homosexuals. I only knew a few, and they seemed just the same as anyone else. I liked guys then; I still do today.
Yet, that first morning I woke up in McKayla's bed, I knew there was no turning back. She had spoiled me.
I could count the number of lovers in my life on two hands. Some were good in bed. Some were not. Yet all of them were ultimately out for one thing: themselves. When a guy has sex, he is pretty much guaranteed an orgasm.
For the girl, it's different. We need to be built up. Slowly. I had a boyfriend in college who was very good in bed. But even then, sometimes he just used me to get off. I truly didn't mind, because our good trysts outnumbered the bad, and he was a pretty good guy. I think we would have been more serious if the Marine Corps Reserve hadn't activated him and sent him overseas.
My ex could be good if he wanted something. He could be bad if he just needed to bust a nut. Right after I moved to the beach, I went out with a guy who was a jackass most of the time but he had a "magic penis." He could do wonders with that thing and he could last for hours. He was my fuck buddy.
But none of them were even close to being in the same league as McKayla.
She did everything right. Even when she was touching or kissing me with just a hint of desperation, she never pawed at me. My breasts weren't speed bumps on the way to my cunt. When she touched me, it wasn't just to get me wet enough to slip it in; she primed me up and sent me over the top. She didn't eat me out thinking that it would automatically entitle her to a blowjob.
No, McKayla spoiled me for all men on that night. As I lay next to her, I knew that she was the one for me. In the soft light, I wondered if I could hold on to her.
The sun had just come up, its rays trying to creep in from behind the drawn curtains. I rolled over on my back. McKayla's head fell on to my shoulder. She looked so content. Her breathing was slow and steady.
My hand brushed the hair out of her face. She purred in her sleep.
I pushed her on to her back and rolled over on to my side. The top sheet fell away, exposing one of her wondrous breasts. I cupped it in my hand. Beneath her soft skin, it was firm.
The nipple hardened when I pinched it. A sleepy gasp escaped her lips. Leaning over, I gave her a soft, gentle kiss.
She tasted slightly of wine mixed in with a little bit of me.
"Good morning," I whispered.
McKayla smiled dreamily. "Yes, it is."
My hand hadn't left her chest. She bit her lip when I squeezed her breast, a little harder this time.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. We shared a long, sensuous kiss. Our naked bodies pressed together.
I rolled on top of McKayla, pushing the sheet away and straddling her hips. I felt the soft mound of her pussy brush against mine. That reminded me of the night before and the burning lust I felt between my legs that only the woman beneath me could quench.
We kissed some more, a little longer and a little harder each time.
Her hands roamed by body. I loved the tenderness of her touch. It was gentle and eager at the same time.
I began to kiss my way down her body as she had done to me the night before. I wasn't in any hurry. I wanted to appreciate her beauty. Slowly.
She moaned as I took control. I didn't really know what I was doing. Instead, I just let my hands and mouth roam, doing all the things to her that I liked having done to me.
My lips lingered on her collarbones. She gasped and stuck her chest out for me.
McKayla's nipples showed her excitement. Hungrily, I took her breast in my mouth.
"That feels so good," she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out.
Her hips started to grind against me in a familiar rhythm. I pressed back against her. We started to grind and hump against one another. It didn't matter that my pussy was empty.
Just having my lover close excited me. The motion started that tingle between my legs. She thrust her chest forward and I suckled on her breast. All the while our hips moved in tandem.
With every nibble McKayla moaned a little louder. When I squeezed her breasts like ripe melons, she gasped with a little more enthusiasm.
I had to have her in my mouth. I wanted to know what she tasted like. I needed to give her as much pleasure as she had given me.
McKayla let out a disappointed sigh when I pressed her body flat against her bed. I wedged one of my knees between her legs and pushed them so they were spread wide for me.
I looked down at her neatly trimmed pussy. Her body was splayed out beneath me. My hair hung down and I brushed the tips against her skin.
She closed her eyes and smiled. Planting a series of light kisses down the sensitive sides of her body, I worked my way down, taking care not to rush.
Every inch of her body was sexy and I savoured her, my first sapphic lover. Her skin was so soft.
"Oh, that feels so good," she purred. I bit her gently right above the hip, drawing another, louder, moan and a sharp gasp.
I felt her hands running through my hair. I know she wanted to grab me by the ears and plant my face right in her pussy—that's what I had wanted the night before when our positions were reversed—but she didn't. She was letting me take my time.
My lips left a line of slobbery kisses along her flat belly. I made sure to blow gently on her skin, making the hairs stand up.
"Mmmmmm ... I like that," McKayla whispered.
I smiled to myself, happy to be pleasing her.
My next move was to kiss the inside of her thighs, right below the hip. That drives me crazy. And not just a little bit. It makes me in-fucking-sane.
And it had the same effect on McKayla.
She inhaled sharply and thrust her hips forward. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed.
"Did you like that, too?" I asked, teasingly.
"Fuck, yeah." Her voice was trembling.
I inhaled the scent of her pussy. It was sweet and pungent. Her pussy was sopping wet and I was happy to have made her that way.
Her labia were swollen, the folds of her pussy was a bright pink against her dark, tan skin.
The previous night had been the point of no return for me. I looked up at her one more time. She lay there, looking back at me.
Her eyes were full of lust and desire. I wanted so desperately to please her. As she had done to me the night before. But not just to bring her physical pleasure. I wanted to make her loneliness go away. I wanted to give her the love and comfort she deserved.
As I had realised last night, I knew I wanted McKayla to be my love.
Her eyes hooded over as my mouth descended on her pussy. It was slick with anticipation.
My stomach was a bundle of nervous energy. A month ago, this was something I never would have imagined myself doing. Yet there I was, not only about to go down on another woman for the first time, but feeling eager to do so.
I hoped I wouldn't disappoint her.
One of the things I always hated when guys were giving me oral sex was when they rushed. For them, I think eating a girl out is just some foreplay before getting to the fuck.
So I tried to take it slow. I remembered all of the things I liked and did them on McKayla.
There was lots of tongue involved. She moaned and bucked her hips into my mouth.
When she would draw in her breath I knew I had done something right. When her body tensed, I made sure to file that move away for future use.
Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back. Those perfect breasts fell slightly to the sides. Her nipples were erect, the areolae wrinkled pinches of flesh.
"Oh, yes!" she cried out as my tongue lovingly massaged her swollen clit. My hands were underneath her ass, lifting her slightly off the bed.
I continued to work her over, trying to avoid going to fast, but also trying to build her up to a climax.
"That feels so good, Amberle," she whispered. I felt her hands brushing through my tangled hair. "So ... fucking ... good..."
My tongue moved faster, brushing over the sensitive nub. Her breaths were coming shorter.
The rise and fall of her chest was more pronounced.
Her moans were louder. More intense.
"That's it ... right ... right there!" Her head thrashed from side to side. My excitement grew as her grip on my hair became tighter.
I remembered something McKayla did to me the night before. I took two fingers and entered her. That brought a surprised—but delighted—gasp.
She continued to moan, a little louder each time, as I penetrated her, slowly at first, then in rhythm with my mouth.
"Jesus ... oh, god," my lover mumbled. "Oh! ... Yes, right there ... just ... like that!"
Inwardly, I smiled to myself, happy that my first experience giving head to a girl was much more satisfying than my first experience with a guy.
McKayla ground her pussy in my face, trying to meet each pass of my tongue with her clit. She arched her back and I knew she was close.
"Fuck ... fuck ... fuckfuckfuck," her voice devolved into a stream of unintelligible sounds, each louder and faster than the last.
With one final cry, McKayla threw her head back on her pillows. She released my hair and began pawing around the bed, looking for the first thing she could find and hold on to. She made a sound that was a mixture of lust and desire. Pure, unmitigated bliss.
Her pussy flooded with juices around my fingers. My tongue lapped up all I could for as long as her orgasm went on. It seemed like forever as she continued to cum.
McKayla's moans gradually subsided and I let up on her. Soon, the only sound in the room was her ragged breathing.
I continued to gently kiss and nibble around her pussy. Softly. Gently. Just to tease her a little bit more. I withdrew my fingers from her velvety folds and tasted my lover. She was sweet and delicious.
With one final kiss to her clit, I crawled up the length of her body. I brushed her hair out of her face and brought her lips to mine.
Our kiss was hungry, yet tender. She wrapped her arms around me and we held each other. I felt her round breasts pressing against mine. Her fingertips ran up and down my back.
Every now and then our lips pressed together. McKayla nuzzled up against my neck, her teeth digging slightly into my skin. I sucked on her earlobe, just hard enough to draw a squeal of delight from my lover.
We must have stayed in bed for an hour, not speaking, just content to be in each other's arms. The sun was well over the horizon and McKayla lifted her head just enough to look at the clock.
With a regret-filled sigh, she sat up, but not before stealing one more kiss from me. Her hair was a glorious mess. I admired her tanned, naked body.
She looked into my eyes, a glimmer of hope and something else on her face. "Are you hungry? Can I make you something for breakfast, or would you like to go out for brunch later?"
"I thought you were breakfast." I took her hand and pulled her back onto the bed with me. After a night of passionate lovemaking, I didn't want her to be out of my reach. I kissed her hard, but she pulled away from me. Frustration welled up from within me.
"I've, um ... I've got to go to church in a little bit," she said. Clearly, she didn't want to leave me either, and that made me feel a little bit better. At least I wasn't that bad in bed. "Would you like to come with me?"
The look I gave her was one of bewilderment and uncertainty. I had given up going to church when I was in middle school. My folks went some when I was little, but after mom died, dad never went back except on Christmas Eve and Easter. I called myself a Presbyterian, but in truth, sleeping off Saturday night's excitement was more interesting to me than a boring Sunday morning service.
"I didn't bring anything to wear," I uttered the first excuse that came to my mind.
McKayla smiled wistfully, seeing through my bullshit. "God doesn't care about your clothes, silly. You don't have to go; I won't be long."
I felt awkward. On the one hand, I didn't have any real reason not to go. My motivations were purely selfish. I didn't want to be with anyone other than my new lover. I didn't want to be anywhere except next to McKayla in her bed.
She was also Catholic and that presented another set of quandaries. The papal stance on homosexuality was well-known and pretty much non-negotiable. And since we had spent the past day or so doing nothing but having homosexual sex made me not want to be in their building.
Yet at the same time, I knew that going to church was something that was important to McKayla. I also knew she was going with or without me. I took her hand and we stumbled out of the comfortable bed.
We shared a quick shower that was highlighted by some playful flirting, some not-so-playful groping and a little bit of soap. I ruffled through my bag and found a skirt and blouse outfit that was presentable. McKayla was dressed in a yellow sundress that only made her more radiant. Her hair was pulled back. I admired and envied her beauty at the same time.
The service was a typical mass. For me, that meant boring with lots of Latin that I didn't understand. I followed McKayla's lead when she stood, knelt and sat. The service wasn't packed, but it wasn't empty either. I looked around nervously, especially after I inadvertently slipped my hand inside hers at one point during the sermon.
I withdrew it a second later, afraid that maybe we'd be stoned or cast out as the priest was saying mass. It was an odd experience for me. I was used to showing my affection for my lovers publicly and without shame. Now, I had to watch myself. I chewed on my lip as the full implications hit me.
If what McKayla and I shared was more than a one night fling, if we really had something, could I live my life hiding some secret? What would my family think? Would I lose my job because of this? Could we go out in public and hold hands or kiss and not worry about someone taking a swing at us?
As I looked over at McKayla, who wasn't paying any attention to my silent musings, I realised that my life was at a crossroads. The only question was what I was going to do.
The service ended as I was in the middle of my contemplations. We go up to leave. Several people stopped by to greet McKayla. She introduced me as her "friend".
Is that what I was? Her "friend"? I stood by, trying not to look obviously infatuated with her, but at the same time, not wanting to appear aloof or snobby. I smiled a lot and didn't say much.
The people at her church were warm and friendly. A part of me felt as if each one were scrutinising me, as if they knew and were going to shout it out at any moment. But they said nothing of the sort and soon we were back in her car. The top was down and our hair whipped around in the warm breeze. We held hands.
"Want to go out or get something at home?" she asked.
I just shrugged. I didn't care as long as I was with her.
She drove back to her house and made a full breakfast. Once again, she wouldn't hear of me helping her out. I sat on a barstool at the end of her counter as she talked and cooked.
McKayla set a plate of bacon, eggs, hashed browns and toast down in front of me. "Thanks for going to church with me, Amberle. You didn't have to and I appreciate that."
I began to nibble at my food. There were some things I wanted to ask, but I didn't know if this was the time. I looked up and her eyes were on me. They seemed to bore right through me.
"You're wondering why I go, aren't you?" she said softly.
My reply stuck in my throat. She flashed a knowing smile.
"I wonder that a lot myself."
"Why the Catholic church?" I blurted out. "Why not one that's more..."
My voice trailed off.
"More what?" she asked, an impish grin on her face. "More gay?"
I was relieved that she could at least find something funny in this conversation. "Well ... yeah."
She shrugged. "I grew up Catholic. It's not something you just give up. They're not so bad ... despite what you think about the Pope."
I blushed and looked away.
Neither of us spoke for a long while. I searched for the right words. "I just don't know that I could stick around people who condemned me or my lifestyle. How can you go to a church that says that the most basic part of your life is a sin?"
Had I just pushed my luck with McKayla too far?
She had a thoughtful look and smiled reassuringly at me. "We're all sinners. Every one of us. If not for being a homosexual, then for coveting or stealing or whatever. Our lives are filled with sin, and it is only through the Grace of God that we are saved. I am reminded of that Grace every time that I go to church. I guess I could go to a different church, but there is something..."
Her gaze grew distant for just a second.
"There's something comforting about the rituals and liturgy of the Catholic Church," she continued. "I've been worshiping that way all my life. Some people think that our services are staid and boring and not very contemporary, but I like its regularity. I like that I know when to stand up, sit down and sing. Sometimes ... sometimes, I think that predictability is what has kept me sane..."
I reached out and touched her hand, wondering how much she was going to open up to me today. I wanted to let her know how much I appreciated the trust she was showing in me.
For a second she was silent, as if lost to a memory. Then she blinked and was back in the present. "I go to that church because they're actually pretty friendly towards gays and lesbians. Oh, not openly, Father can't come out directly in opposition to the Pope, but for the most part, that parish is much more open-minded than mainstream America would like you to believe about Catholics."
"So why does the church so vehemently oppose homosexuals?" I asked. "Not that I want you to speak for Catholics everywhere."
McKayla chuckled. "Why does any church oppose homosexuality?"
I shrugged.
"Because every church is one generation away from extinction," she replied. "If you are a church—Catholic, Mormon, Baptist, Muslim, whatever—what's the best way to ensure the world will always have Catholics, Mormons, Baptists or Muslims? You make more. Churches have always relied on raising young people in the faith to serve as the next generation. Conversion will bring a few new members, but for the most part, the way most churches propagate themselves is—pardon the expression—by breeding more."
"Why does that make gay people a threat to civilization?" I asked.
"It doesn't," McKayla replied. "That's what makes gay people a threat to the church, not civilization. What's the one thing straight people can do that gay people can't?"
"Have babies."
"Exactly," she smiled, seeing that I was catching on. "The Catholic church believes that the sole purpose of sex is to make more babies. That's why they oppose abortion, birth control and homosexuality. All of their arguments revolve around making more Catholic babies to perpetuate the church. In the sixties, there were a handful of 'churches' that advocated celibacy for all their members. They died out ... literally. Not only did they not make more members, but who wants to go to a church where you have to give up sex?"
We both shared another laugh.
"So why do some Catholics not mind homosexuals?" I asked.
"I guess they feel that the world is already over-populated," McKayla replied with a smirk. "God made us in His image. That includes people who are black, people who are white, people who like dogs and people who don't like sushi. And it includes gays and lesbians. God loves me, despite all my flaws and no matter who I have in my bed."
She squeezed my hand.
"When you hear people say, 'God hates fags' and other shit like that, they're not speaking for God," my lover said, "They're speaking for themselves. They've read His Word and have interpreted it one way, but you can use the Bible to justify just about anything."
"Like what?" I said. Not only was McKayla beautiful, but she was smart, too.
"People have used the Bible to justify slavery, misogyny, you name it. And lately, homophobia." Our breakfast was forgotten. She took my hand and led me to the back of her house, past her bedroom.
In one of the spare rooms, she had set up a small private office. In another, there were stacks and stacks of books. McKayla is a neat person. Think of every anal-retentive accountant stereotype you know and that's her.
But this room was unlike any other in her house. Along one wall, a set of mahogany bookshelves stretched from the floor to the ceiling. The shelves were filled with books of all types, but that wasn't all. On the floor, on tables, in boxes. Books were everywhere. They weren't messy; everything was in an ordered pile, but it seemed to me that she was reading books faster than she could find space on the shelves for them.
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IncestCindy had felt herself getting very very horny in the two or three days before she called her father-in-law, Chuck, and asked him if he'd come over to her house the next morning and help her with a problem she had. Chuck knew that Cindy wanted more than just "help" and he asked her if she'd meet him for brunch first and if she'd dress the way she would if she wanted to seduce the guy she was meeting. Cindy's reply was "Yes, sure I'll meet you and you're saying I only need to dress...
Hi friends..m writing a fiction story for the first time so pls give me ur suggestions: So here we go….Shilpa couldn’t help it! She wanted to stop but something inside her wouldn’t let her! Shilpa was from all appearances a normal eighteen year old junior in high school. Average looks, average grades, nice friends, good parents, nothing to worry about. Well not exactly, you see Shilpa was addicted to oral sex! She would suck anyone, anywhere, at anytime. She couldn’t be exactly sure of why, but...
Hi, These is ur new frnd monty frm raipur(c.g).i am describing my first sex with teacher that i have enojyed in my life . I am 18yrs old reading in 12th . Let’s enjoy stoy begings with………… After 11th class first day in my school the new teacher came for teaching “biology”. She has bold fig.36-26-36 she were a red sharee she loked like an angles and his age is only 23. While teaching in the class she came to my banch and explaning me abt “leaves and plant” when she explaning me in my copy i...
Hello,friends and sweet bhabhiyo I’m back with my new story.Finally navratri came and I was waiting eagerly because in navratri real beauties are seen in traditional and navel and backless and I was happy as it was the first day of navratri.I took season pass for all days and this navratri there is one extra day also.Ye story meri aur ek gorgeous bhabhi ki hai jo muje navratri me mili thi . Me 1st day ke liye tayar tha aur bombay ke famous garba ho rahe the waha ke passes liye the me aur mera...
Becca did not cheer up on the half hour train journey home. Why did Simon have to behave like that? He had been such fun before and she had enjoyed dancing with him and kissing him. Had she come on too strong herself? She did not think so and it was not as if he had tried to grope her. He had merely held her. Had she been unfair in denying him? Certainly not. He had no right to expect her to be an easy lay. In the end she decided that her indignation and the way she had treated him were...
Hi mera name Siddharth hai..Mai 2 saal se iss ka reader hu…Main pehle se he sex ke liye bahut excited tha lekin mene soch rakha tha ki shadi se pehle main kisi ke sath sex nahi karunga..Main roz raat ko muth maarta tha hamesha intezar karta tha ki meri shadi kab hogi..Phir ek din meri sagai ho gayi ..Aur jab bhi main shadi se pehle phone par baat karta toh ush se sex ki baat kiya karta tha..Wo bhi mujse bahut gandi baate karti rehti…Main ushe batata rehta ki main ushe suhgrat ke din bahut he...
In high school, I picked up the nickname of Ram because I would ram every cunt/pussy I could. Being a three-sports-superstar made me very popular with the girls, and to be honest, with some of the female teachers as well. My good looks, athletic build, and reputation of having a huge cut cock helped also. Most of the guys were in awe of me and very envious.During my senior year, I got in serious trouble when I was caught taking money from a college alumnus trying to recruit me to an out of...
HardcoreHi Everyone I am Shashank. This is the real story that happened in my life…. I am a regular reader of ISS. My favourite categories are virginity and incest. I used to read every story and try to seduce all the older ladies around my house including my mom. I used to come out from bath room without towel so show off my mom… and sometimes intentionally drop off my towels when any older lady comes to home and roaming without shirt all time in around my house…. But I never got any chance… Myself I...
One evening I came home from the bar to find that my wife Barbara had a friend over and they were naked in the hot tube. I thought it was odd that she had a naked man in our hot tub but I didn’t say anything.Barbara introduced him and asked me to join them so I quickly took off my clothes and slid into the bubbling hot water with them. Once in there I noticed that my wife’s friend Bruce was sporting a tremendous erection. I tried not to look but never having much time in gyms I’d never really...
CuckoldExisting Universe: A Better World WE Changed Everything I read the story online and it started me thinking about all the aspects of our lives that would change if there was a sentient robotic lifeform that invades all of us and connects us together allowing us to really know each other in a way that was not possible before this life form came into existence. Since I read the story I got to thinking about how a normal person would be affected by this while living in a normal town like Kansas...
Emily Willis test her holes with Chris Diamond’s giant cock! Emily’s looking sexy as ever in tiny pink lingerie with a matching choker and heels as she crawls across the kitchen counter. She spreads her legs to open up her holes for everyone to admire, her tiny g-string unable to hide Emily’s hungry holes beneath. As Emily starts removing her top Chris joins her and gets right to licking her tight pussy on the counter. He makes sure to suck on Emily’s horny asshole until she pulls out his...
xmoviesforyouMy name is Jake, I am a straight married 54 year old white man with twomarried daughters, who has a good life, I have on occasion submittedsexually to dominate males. I was whipped with a belt OFTEN growing up, andseem to need the discipline now. I had joined a spanking hookup site andover the years have taken a lot of whippings from dominant men. I havesubmitted to some for years at a time. Something still seemed to be missingin my life. I have a thing it seems for CMNM (clothed man naked man)...
Anyways it was 6:00am on a school day and i was extremly horny becuase i had a dream about mirander Kerr and she fucked me. Anyways i woke up with only my bra and panties on. I walked to my closet and got out my school uniform which consisted of Knee High socks, leather shoes (anycolour), Big skirts, knee skirts or 24 inch skiet (mini skirt), small buttoned shirt with a tie. I put them on and the 24 inch skirt. I was walking to get my bag an Sarah came into my room with her school uniform on...
Mi trovo sul ring e dovro combattere con un attrice famosa. Vedo la mia avversaria...
Eighteen year old Taryn yawned and flopped back on the couch. Finally the little brats were asleep! She idly flipped through the TV channels, finding nothing at all that interested her, and stood to begin walking around the house. The man she babysat for was a police officer, and his wife had left him over a year ago, leaving him with two young children. His name was Brandon, about thirty two years old, and one of the hottest men Taryn had met. Tall, lean body, jet-black hair and dark green...
CHAPTER 15A: EUROPE—THE FLIGHTTim called one night all excited. He said he had conversations with Mr. R who presented a proposal that sounded like a wonderful opportunity that we needed to seriously discuss and decide if it fit within our established limits and boundaries. That’s one of the reason I love this man so much, even after all the changes our life has gone through and the familiarity of sex within our lifestyle, he was still paying close attention to the limits and boundaries. Knowing...
Down in the dungeon, Hiryu made up his mind. “Demon.” He said. When that failed to get a response, he said sharply, “Eigis!” The demon’s orange ears pricked. He glanced up. “What is it, human?” “I refuse to hang around here for the next few days and watch you devour me. Slash me up instead. Make me bleed until I lose consciousness, and finish eating me up.” As the demon sniffed and promptly ignored his request, bending down to eat more, he added, “You said you hate noisy and flailing prey....
Hi readers mera naam Sameer Gada hai.Main ek gujrathi family ko belong karta hu.Meri age 22 years hai,height 5’11 inch hai.Main Miami ka rehne waala hu.Main ek Mba student hu.Ab main aapko meri family k baare mein bataunga mere family mein 7 log rehte hai,mere dad jo ki business man hai meri mom jo house wife hai mere bade bhai Jo ki dad ko business mein help karte hai,meri bhabhi aur unka 3 saal ka beta.Bhaiya aur bhabhi ki shaadi ko 4 saal ho chuke hai unhe ek beta bhi hai.Mere dad Miami...
IncestWhere do I even begin? I was 20 before I met a girl who was even remotely interested in me. Or at least, I was 20 before a girl was into me and I knew it. Women have always been a mystery to me. From the first crush of my elementary school days to the unyielding love I feel for someone now, I have never understood anything about women. I was introduced to Karla through my best friend, Eric and his girlfriend, Sam. They had tried to set us up once before, behind my back, on my birthday, but she...
Bhaag-1. mitrano mazya ya aadhi chi goshta “sureshchi navin katha” ya goshtiche pudhil don bhaag reject kele gele aahet yachi nond ghyavi. mi aaj tumachya samor suresh aajun ek navin goshta ji aadhicya kathan peksha purnapane vegli aahe ashi katha aanli aahe. suresh mala punyat bhetla tyaveli tyane mmala ha prasang sangitla. Suresh chya aaine ya purvi kelele sarva sex lesbian hote he aaplyala mahit aahech pan aatachi goshta purvi peksha vegli aahe. nehmichya prathe pramane navin vaachakansthi...
It took most of the week to complete inventory. I was needed on several occasions as well as Brian. Fat Joe attempted to come up once but Sara was quick to turn him around while making it clear he was not allowed near the inventory. Sara told me at the end of the second day that Keri was none too keen about Brian at first. "I think she was a racist." She laughed, "Nothing like being impaled on 12 inches of big black cock to cure that." I pointed out, "So you've done your good deed for...
"Oh! Ooohhh! My God, please? Wa-Wait just... a... moment... !" gasped the naked and ravishing Ginny Novak as the gargoylish little czar caught hold of her waist in his deceiving, powerful hands and bounced her up and down, his salacious, almost colorless eyes wickedly absorbing the voluptuous sight of her full, erect firm breasts joggling and quaking before him, while her mouth gaped and her eyes widened blankly with the pain each time he raised his heavy lips to drive his massive cock up...
Hello…My name is Dhruv. My email id is I live in Pune and am 20 years old. I have just started reading sex stories from this site and have been fascinated by the maid section. I would like to share with you a real life incident which happened to me a year ago. My maid’s name was Paravati. She was 25 years old unmarried. She was damn hot and innocent. Quite tall, perfect slim body and great boobs. She had been our maid since I was 5 years old. She used to always wear sarees and one could see...
When Matt comes home from college he is shocked to discover his stepmother fucking a big black man in the house. Oh my gosh, what would his dad say? Does daddy know? Well apparently his father gets off on his new wife getting lambasted with black cock and loves nothing more than to see her pleasured and him to watch. In fact, it has got to the point where Syren needs somebody watching to have a proper orgasm. Why not have her stepson watch what his daddy loves so much. At first Matt is a little...
xmoviesforyouAfter we went up and showered and changed; we all sat in the living room. Sari and I explained everything, including the GED test that was scheduled. They actually agreed that it was a good idea. We were taken to task for some of our more underhanded shenanigans. “Stuart,” dad said. “If it’s any consolation, that wasn’t the first time that the dining room table was used for such purposes. Isn’t that right dear?” Mom blushed deeply, and replied, “You’re correct, John. Sarah, don’t be mad at...
Once the applause had finished, Valerie spoke up. “Ok, my turn to play,” she said, a menacing gleam in her eye. She crooked a finger and signaled for Jess to come over. “Oh, fuck me,” Jess said aloud before catching herself and covering her mouth with both hands. Valerie frowned at her, “You have a very dirty mouth, little girl. Come here NOW.” Jess knew she was in for it and tried to hurry over in hopes of making her happy. “Stand up straight,” Valerie said. “Hands behind your head. Spread...
Miriam Smith looked forward to her Friday nights with her fellow teachers from school. She and several of the other teachers got together for a ladies night out to let their hair down and celebrate the start of the cherished weekend. The pretty blonde wife taught English at the high school and enjoyed her work but she also enjoyed having a good time as well. She was definitely no ‘stick in the mud’ when it came to partying on the weekends. Sometimes the group went out for drinks at...
Finally, the day Tommy had been dreading arrived ... almost arrived, that is. Tomorrow morning was when the government wanted to do some tests. He had been constantly vacillating between a fear of being dissected or used as a lab rat and his belief that the Army wouldn’t risk a potentially unique resource like him. And he still didn’t really know which it would be, but since they were asking instead of just grabbing him, he hoped it was the non-dissection option. Instructions were included...
Chapter One: The Student Job Hunt Lawn mowers hummed, and cars tracked by, as Matt’s diaper tightly rapped around his buttocks, squirming across town. Today he had an encounter with a social worker, who was to help him as a young university student, to place him in an appropriate job. All was well. He was wearing one of the thinnest diapers he could pull out of his stash: a Depends brief, quite fit for the occasion. The Depends were excellent for just such interviews. They were thin enough to...
Saturday, September 3, 1983 I stared at my brother, standing there in my kitchen. Of all the various scenarios that had run through our minds, my family was never included. Yes, they had been questioned, but it had never seriously crossed any of our minds. To the best of our knowledge, the only person who even knew where we lived or even our phone number was Suzie, and she certainly wasn’t involved. However, there he was, standing in my kitchen, a look of sheer hatred on his face, and...
Victor had warned me his business trip would take at least two weeks.Before leaving he had fucked my ass wildly, bearing in mind I was on my period. Later his assistant Jennifer had fingered my wet cunt in the bathroom, being my husband unaware of her presence there…By Tuesday I was feeling fine, but also very horny. Then I called my black lover Jimmy, as I had promised him. He was very excited and so was I that I had to finger myself to get rid of a bit of the sexual excitement that was...
Alexis was getting ready to spark up that good good, until her stepbrother came and ruined everything. She begged him not to tell mom, and he begged her to think twice about what she puts in her mouth. After a few seconds, she caught is drift, sucked him off, and they made sure this little indiscretion was staying between them. The next day, Alexis somehow got stuck in between the windowsill. Luckily her stepbro was home, but too bad in order to get her out he had to stick it in. Sure enough...
xmoviesforyouTiny teen Gia Derza takes her FIRST BLACK COCK in this sexy scene with Dredd. Gia’s new to the industry but is quickly making a name for herself as the hot, new, no holes barred go-to slut. She’s teasing by the pool in her jean overalls and sexy thigh high socks. We follow her around as she strips off her clothes until she only has on the socks then Jules hands her a Hitachi to play with to get herself nice and wet for Dredd. He shows up and immediately buries his face in...
xmoviesforyouby TikiMan Mom and I sat in the anteroom just outside her and dad's bedroom. As usual, the door to their bedroom looked locked, just like it has been all my life. Never once have the let me in there and they wouldn't ever tell me why. "Lisa, I know you're confused about why we're here on your birthday." I just nodded. She sat beside me on the chaise lounge and put her arm over my shoulder. "Have you been feeling achy, down here?" Her other hand reached over to stroke my lower...
It was during lunch time and I was hung with my girlfriend Ashley. Ashley was bi as well so I know her girlfriend all thou she would never let the two of us be alone. At the time she was the only one who knew I was as well. Anyway I was talking about David to her. “Yeah I know him, he in my France class.” I look up at her. “What do you know about him?” I ask trying not to show any emotion. “Why do you want to know you like him more than a friend?” I turned away looking around. I hate that she...