Nandita To Nandini
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"So you and Tina never did talk about whether you were a couple or not, did you?" Sherri asked.
I shook my head. "I assumed she knew we were just friends now, but obviously she assumed differently."
Sherri winced. "Not good, Joe. Not good."
I sighed. "I know. The entire time we were together in Tucson, I avoided saying that I loved her, because I didn't want to lead her on when I knew I was leaving. And then I led her on by flying her out to visit." I sighed again. "Of course, I see that clearly now. Then, I was too excited about what could be in store for later..."
"So," Sherri prompted. "You were driving home from the airport when Sharon made her comment about friends with benefits..."
"Yeah," I said. "I was hoping I was reading too much into it when Tina spoke up..."
Tina reached over and put her hand on my thigh, squeezing it. "But don't you want more?" she asked Sharon.
Sharon shrugged. "Sure, but friends with benefits is better than nothing, particularly given the distance."
"I agree," I said.
Tina looked at me with a furrowed brow. I shrugged, but didn't say anything.
We arrived at my apartment soon thereafter. I gave Sharon the tour and she dropped her bags in the bedroom. Then I broke out a bottle of Chianti Classico and we settled into the living room, the women sinking onto the sofa while I pulled a chair in from the dining area.
"So," Sharon asked, "what's the plan?"
"Well," I said, "not much tonight, since it's so late. Tomorrow, I was thinking we'd go to the Capitol and maybe the White House and then walk around Georgetown for a while before coming back here to get ready for dinner. Tina and I've already seen a lot of the Smithsonian." I tried to look apologetic with that last sentence.
Sharon didn't seem to mind. "I'd like to see Georgetown. I thought about going there when I was applying to college, back when I was thinking about going into international studies."
"And you didn't?" Tina asked.
Sharon shook her head. "I didn't get in. I've thought about applying again, if I decide to go on to graduate school. The psychiatry program in their med school is supposed to be pretty good."
"Really?" Tina said. "I haven't started thinking about med schools yet, though I guess I'm going to have to soon. I'm going to start applying in the fall."
That's right, she's a junior. I still had trouble seeing her as anything other than an eighteen year old freshman.
"Good luck if you apply," Sharon said. "I'm not sure I could get in."
"What are you doing now?" Tina asked.
"Working for a catering company in their business office."
"Oh?" Tina said. The conversation slid on to food and cooking and the challenges of working in a professional kitchen. Tina told some stories of cooking for her entire family and Sharon joked that she was already then trained to do hors-d'oeuvres for one hundred. When the conversation hit its first pause, Sharon turned to me.
"So tell me about the restaurant we're going to tomorrow night," she said.
I glanced over at Tina, who was listening intently, and smiled.
"Well, I've read some great reviews. The chef apparently does a tasting menu that can be five or seven courses for a fixed price. You tell the waiter if there's anything you can't eat, like any allergies, and then he prepares what he wants."
"Sounds fun," Sharon said.
Tina nodded in agreement.
"It's supposed to be wonderful. It's in an old country house that they've converted, so there's also not a lot of tables in each room. I think we'll have a great time."
"And we'll do the pictures after?" Sharon asked.
"Yes," I said, nodding. I glanced over at Tina, who frowned and looked suspicious.
"I brought my camera, if you want to use it," Sharon said.
"Nah, I'll use my own," I said. "I could use the practice."
Tina had grown quiet, her eyes darting from me to Sharon and back. I smiled at her, try to be reassuring.
"So tell me about the Smithsonian," Sharon said to Tina. The younger woman forced a smile, and started talking about what we'd seen. I chimed in with some anecdotes, and Tina smiled when I reminded her about a crazy protester we'd passed on the sidewalk. As we talked and drank, Tina relaxed more until she was genuinely laughing at some of the jokes that Sharon made.
Her seriousness returned, though, right after Sharon declared it a night and retired to the bedroom. We'd barely gotten the sofa bed folded out when Tina turned to me.
"Tell me about the pictures," she said.
I took a deep breath. "Well, I've taken pictures of you, and I've taken pictures of Sharon. I realized what I really wanted to do was take pictures of both of you together. Sharon's agreed, and I'm hoping you will, too."
"What kind of pictures?"
"Like we've taken before."
She frowned.
"Look, it'll be fun, particularly since the two of you get along. And it's something I really, really want."
"You really, really want it?"
"Yes," I said, "you'd make me very happy."
Tina paused, thinking. She looked into my eyes and I smiled, trying to be reassuring and not come across as pleading. Then she made a small nod of her head.
"Okay."
"Thank you," I said, "you won't regret it."
"I better not."
"You won't," I promised. "And thank you."
Tina's smile was weak, so I took her in my arms and hugged her.
"I'm really lucky to have you," I said softly into her ear. She pulled back enough to smile at me, genuinely warm this time. My eyes darted to her mouth and back to meeting hers and, when she didn't object, I kissed her.
One kiss led to another, and we slowly sank down onto the bed. Tenderly, without really stopping the kisses, we slowly stripped off each other's clothes. Only then did I kiss my way down to her mound before putting her legs over my shoulders. Tina sighed as I slowly, almost languidly, kissed and sucked and licked her to a climax. Then I slid up on top of her and into her. We kissed, breaking only to gaze into each other's eyes, while I slowly slid in and out of her. My heart just seemed to melt with the connection, so much so that my climax seemed anti-climatic. We fell asleep, entwined in each other's arms.
We awoke to the sounds of someone moving around in the kitchen. As we opened our eyes, Sharon walked in bearing two cups of coffee. My eyes immediately snapped all the way open. Sharon wore a Boston University sweatshirt, but her legs were bare. The shirt hung too low for me to tell if she had panties on or not.
Tina and I sat up, but then Tina pulled the sheet back up over her breasts.
"Relax," said Sharon, handing her a mug, "we've all seen each other naked before."
Tina let the sheet slide as she accepted the coffee. I, of course, couldn't help stealing glances at her bare breasts, but Sharon didn't blink an eye.
Sharon went back to the kitchen and returned with a mug of her own and settled into the kitchen chair left in the room from the night before. She put her feet up on the chair rung, which forced the sweatshirt to ride up enough to confirm she wore underwear. I didn't know whether to be disappointed or not.
"So what's for breakfast?" she asked.
"I was going to cook breakfast burritos while you two got ready to go."
"Mmm," Sharon said, with a small grin.
"And to think he couldn't cook when he met me," Tina said.
"She's taught me well," I said.
Tina squeezed me hand and beamed at me.
"Well, I look forward to it," Sharon said. "After my shower."
So with a little effort, we got all of us moving. It was slower than I'd hoped, but faster than we'd managed in Albuquerque, which was good because we didn't have our own personal chef this time, like Sharon's mother had been then. The women didn't mind too much, though, and complimented me on the food. I accepted and slipped off for my first shower of the day, trying to keep it short so we could get going.
The women enjoyed the day. After stopping by the Capitol and Union Station, I drove us down to Georgetown, since we didn't want to walk the couple of miles from the nearest Metro stop. I miraculously found parking halfway between the University and Wisconsin Avenue, so we were able to tour both without having to try to move the car. Tina thought the campus was quite pretty, though Sharon thought CU, with its red sandstone facades and the mountains in the background, had it beat. We'd poked our heads into a handful of shops around Wisconsin and M Street before calling it a day and heading back home to prepare for the evening.
Sharon's comment that we'd already seen each other nude helped when as we got ready to go. Having three adults getting dressed with only two good changing areas and one bathroom turned out to be trickier than I imagined. I caught several glimpses of both women, half dressed. Tina saw me slipping on the thong and smiled. It felt strange, with the fabric of my suit pants rubbing my bare skin where the thong didn't cover me, but since both women were indeed wearing garter belts and black stockings under their clothes, I dared not complain.
Finally, we assembled in the living room, and I had to draw a deep breath of appreciation. Sharon wore the skirt and blouse I'd seen before and appreciated. Tina's dress was new—the ubiquitous little black dress, with a scoop front that showed off her cleavage. It also clung tightly to her hips and showed off her legs to perfection.
"You like?" Tina asked, turning and preening.
I let out a low whistle and nodded my head. "Oh, I like."
She dimpled. "I got it especially for this trip."
"You are a lucky man," Sharon said, looking Tina up and down herself.
"I know," I said. "I know."
Dinner was fabulous. We all ordered the seven course tasting meal and the chef blew us away. The scallops melted in my mouth like butter and the châteaubriand was so savory that none of us could leave a drop of the sauce on our plates. The wines were a perfect match and, even better, no one carded Tina. We drank, we laughed, and we teased each other for over three hours.
When we returned to my place, the merriment continued. I broke out a bottle of champagne and slipped a second into the fridge. We toasted to friendship. We toasted to vacations. We laughed and toasted to psychics in Georgetown. Relaxed in only the way that good company and the remnants of a good meal can provide, we settled into a happy silence.
Then Sharon set down her now-empty glass and looked at me. "So, do you want to take the pictures now?"
I nodded.
"Where?"
"How about we start next to that wall?" I said, pointing to the blank one on the far side of the living room. "Then we can do some on the couch."
"C'mon," Sharon said to Tina, tilting her head toward the wall.
Tina's eyes went wide for a moment, but she quickly finished her champagne and followed Sharon over to my makeshift studio. I quickly grabbed my camera and a couple of spare rolls of film.
"How do you want to start?" Sharon asked.
"Just standing side by side," I said. "I've got plenty of film."
My first shots were pretty boring—just the two of them facing the camera. Then I had them stand at an angle, like I'd seen the photographer at Allen's wedding pose people. I got some fun shots of them standing back to back, with their sides to the camera. For the third one in that stance, they both took up their refilled glasses and toasted the camera. I took the fourth shot with their heads tilted back as they drank. Then I pulled a folding chair over and we took some with one of them sitting while the other stood nearby. Both of them took turns in the chair and they went for poses from demure to silly to over-the-top vamping. In no time, I'd finished the first roll of film. The women freshened their glasses while I reloaded the camera.
"Are you ready for the next set?"
Sharon nodded and began unbuttoning her blouse. Tina paused, watching her, until Sharon looked at her and smiled. Then Tina reached back for her zipper, missing the tab on the first try.
"Here," Sharon said, "let me."
Tina turned and held her hair up so Sharon could get at the zipper. I quickly snapped the new roll of film into the camera and dropped to one knee, so I was shooting up at an angle. Sharon grinned at me. She'd already finished unbuttoning her blouse, so she tossed it aside and then stepped back a bit so she wasn't blocking my view of Tina. As I clicked away, Sharon slowly unzipped Tina's dress, exposing the tan flesh beneath one inch at a time.
When the fabric had parted enough, Tina glanced over her shoulder. I looked up from the camera and mouthed "Wow!" She grinned back at me. Sharon saw our exchange and smiled. She touched Tina lightly on the shoulder, and then slowly slid the dress strap off. Tina's warm smile didn't fade as her dress slid to her hips and then, after a tug by Sharon, pooled at her feet. I managed several great shots as it did.
Tina stepped out of her dress and then picked it up and set it aside. While she was doing so, Sharon quickly shed her skirt and then grabbed the champagne. She passed a freshened glass to Tina before holding hers up.
"To Joe," she said, "the luckiest man in D.C."
I chuckled. "That's for sure." With two gorgeous women standing in front of me, wearing only black lingerie and heels, how could I disagree?
I asked them to continue to hold their glasses up while I took a couple of shots. They did, giggling, turning to face each other, and then back-to-back. When their glasses were halfway drained, Sharon suggested they do the 'drink through interlocked arms' trick. The first shot was fine, but then I realized it'd be even better if they each bent one leg slightly at the knee. It took three shots to get exactly what I wanted, but I was confident that the final one would come out really well.
The ladies refilled their glasses while I shifted a lamp to better illuminate the couch.
"What now?" Sharon asked.
"I'd like the two of you sitting side by side," I said, gesturing toward the new makeshift studio.
They sat and we tried a handful of arm and leg positions, none of which made me particularly happy. The best one was when I had them lean against the sides of the couch, stretching their legs out across the cushions, almost intertwined. The sea of black nylon created by their stockings was interesting, but I couldn't quite get it to be sexy.
I mulled it over while I changed the film. I had two sexy bookends framing the scene, but it wasn't as hot as when Sharon had unzipped Tina's dress.
"Would you two mind interacting a little more?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Sharon asked.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe lean in together, or have Tina lie across your lap.
Sharon looked at Tina with raised eyebrows. The younger woman shrugged. Sharon shifted to the middle of the couch and Tina laid her legs across Sharon's thighs.
I took the picture. "Try the other way," I said, motioning with my hands. When I saw their looks of confusion, I explained. "Put your head and shoulders in her lap instead of your feet."
They shifted around and I got a couple of pictures, but either Tina's head was too low compared to Sharon's, or the way she was lying just looked uncomfortable.
I looked up from the lens finder and frowned. "We need something else."
"I know," Sharon said. She looked at Tina. "Slide up and roll over."
Tina complied, which resulting in her stretched across Sharon's lap, almost as if she were about to get spanked. Sharon placed on hand between Tina's shoulders and the other on her upper thigh. The pose framed Tina's ass perfectly, highlighting her delicious curves.
"That's nice," I said, dropping into a crouch. Tina turned and smiled, more amused than sultry, while I directed Sharon on how to position her arms.
"It would really be sexy to make it look like you were spanking her," I said. "Maybe put your hand on her ass?"
Sharon frowned and shot me a small glare. "I'm not going to do that."
I nodded agreement and her face got devilish.
"But I could do this," she said. She placed her hand on the clasp of Tina's bra. Tina sucked in her breath, but didn't move or say anything. I clicked away as Sharon undid the hooks and pulled the fabric away. I took two more pictures as Tina eased herself off of Sharon's lap, letting her bare breasts come into view.
"Very nice," I said. "You are two very sexy ladies."
Tina dimpled and Sharon laughed. "Get us some more champagne, Joe."
I retrieved a new bottle from the kitchen. It took a moment to get it open, and when I returned, the two women were sitting, talking quietly on the couch, both bare-breasted. Sharon had removed her bra as well.
"Aw," I said, "I was hoping to have Tina take that off."
"It was starting to dig into me," Sharon said. "It needed to go."
"Well," I said, "she could remove your panties. That would be really sexy."
Sharon shook her head. "Not going to happen."
Tina's eyes were wide, darting from me to Sharon and back.
"Well," I said, "how about if you remove them at the same time?"
Sharon thought for a moment and then nodded. She turned to Tina and cocked her head, the question unsaid. Tina took a deep breath and nodded back.
"You probably need to stand, then," I said.
The ladies got unsteadily to their feet, with Tina helping pull Sharon off the couch. They grinned at me, a little loopily.
"Here," Sharon said to Tina, "face this way." She tugged Tina's arm so that the two had their backs to the camera.
Then, slowly, and ever so teasingly, they hooked their thumbs under the elastic of their panties and slowly rolled them down. Past their hips, then down their thighs, before they dropped to the floor. As they bent over, their hips curved almost sinuously and the cheeks of their asses grew taut. I used almost a third of a roll of film capturing the sight.
Tina started tittering.
"What," Sharon asked, as they straightened up.
"I just realized we mooned Joe."
Sharon giggled. "And the camera."
"Hey, I don't mind," I said.
The turned around to face me and put their arms around each other's shoulders. I snapped the last two pictures on the roll and then sat down to change the film.
"I'm sorry, Joe," Sharon said, sitting and unhooking her garters. "I know you find these sexy, but I'm getting tired of them. They need to come off.
I shrugged, seeing as how I didn't have any basis to object. Tina watched Sharon for a moment and then decided to follow her lead.
"Another thing," Sharon said. "This fabric is rough on my skin." She got off the couch and rubbed her ass.
"Well, we could do some more standing shots," I said. "Or use the kitchen chairs."
Sharon frowned. "The chair's pretty hard."
"So let's unfold the bed," I said. "It's comfortable."
It didn't take long to get the sofa unfolded. The women immediately stretched out, lying next to each other on their backs. I moved to the foot of the bed and took a few more pictures. I didn't try to push them together, sensing that it wouldn't go over well, but I did aim for some symmetry in how they held their limbs. Finally, I ran out of film and set the camera down.
"Thank you, ladies," I said. "It's been an incredible evening, having two such sexily dressed women with me at dinner, and after."
"Or undressed," Sharon said with a spark of mischief in her eyes. She found her champagne glass and took a sip.
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First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
Wife LoversAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been ... interesting. It was a...
Wife LoversAndee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Andee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Wife LoversMs Nandhini – My School TeacherBy KINGPHANTOMEmail: [email protected] 2Lesson – 1 – How to MasturbateThe morning after I Dry Humped our new class teacher’s ass on our school bus. I woke up hearing my older sister Nithya chechi (Starring “Nithya Menon”) calling out my name. “Shyam you idiot, come on get up. You are late for school. I am gonna tell mom, you better get up.” She shouted at me. It’s a curse to share a room with your older sister. She wants to decide on everything that’s...
Andee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual connection with him, mostly on a professional level. When she received his invitation to come to Texas for a few days to explore first hand some of the research developments his...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Eight: Sitting at my vanity I carefully outlined my lips. Then I pulled out a tube of china pink lipstick and coated them. My refection pleased me so much. Finally, I coated my pretty colored lips with two coats of shiny sticky lip gloss. I winked at Richard reflected in my mirror who was watching me get ready for work. I then stood up to face him in my freshly ironed cocktail waitress uniform. Today I would be wearing my pink uniform. I loved wearing...
Andee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the night before became obvious. She was naked but couldn’t exactly remember at what point during the night her lingerie had come off. She rolled out of the bed, made her way to the closet and pulled on a t-shirt from her suitcase. She...
Wife LoversThe whole matter began shortly after Andee’s 38th birthday. She had made one of the biggest decisions of her life and cropped her long brown hair into a cute “pixie” cut. It was a drastic change in her mind, and not long after she began to feel that she wasn’t being “noticed” as much as she had been when her hair was long. “Men prefer long hair,” she complained to her husband one night, not long after she made the dramatic transformation. But despite his constant reassurances, she still felt...
Wife LoversIt had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman, she enjoyed a bit of adventure in her life and this was the second time in a year she had found herself confronted with a sexual complication with her friend. Without question, Andee had been a shameless flirt with Paul,...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Seven Today may be one of the most important days of my new bimbo life. I go for my job interview today. I am so nervous. I so want to get this job. Lisa seems to think I am a shoe in. But I am nervous. I so want this job. It means a lot to me and I think it will mean a lot to Richard and I know it will help continue to rein....reinfer...re...make me more comfortable as a bimbo girl happy in her role.To support me, Lisa came over and we went through my...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee series are intended for adult readers only. Reproduction in any form may not be done without permission of the author. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Eleven: Julie and I crawled into bed together spent as Richard retired to his room. However, just before heading up to bed, Benjamin and I shared a private moment at the door before he headed back to his home. He kissed me tenderly and told me that he'd like to see me...
We woke up mid morning the next day. I rang down to the servants house and asked that breakfast be served in about an hour. I hustled Candace into the shower, telling Candy that we couldn't play; I had a big day planned for us. And that of course set off a round of what? and why won't you tell me, and I don't care if it's a surprise, which finally ended with several swats to the ass cheeks and a gesture towards the shower. Point made, game, set, match; for now anyway. I went through...
Disclaimer: Like all chapters of the Brandee series, this one is inteded for adult readers only. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Twelve I am now in my fourth month of my tour of gentleman's clubs and adult bookstores and I am really enjoying myself. Julie came out a few weekends ago and had such a fun time watching me in my glory. She says she is going to finish up her Doctorial work sooner than expected and that we might get some more time together. I would really enjoy that as I...
“We’re here!” Grandma cried as she and Grandpa came through the front door with their suitcases. “Grandma!” the children shouted as quickly the five of them surrounded their Grandparents. Grandma and Grandpa hugged them all – letting their hands grab the firm young asses of their grandchildren. Grandma took special care to press her massive bosom against their chests feeling her nipples harden as she did. Grandpa’s large pecker had been hard since...
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Disclaimer: Like all chapters in the Brandee series, this one is also intended for adults only. And, like all other chapters, no part of this story may be reproduced without permission of the author. Enjoy. Becoming Brandee Chapter Thirteen: I think I was telling you all about my publicity and promotional tour before getting side-tracked by hygiene issues in the last chapter. Let me fill you in on a few of my adventures with some fascinating audience members who've won the "Win...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Disclaimer. This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee strory, are intended for adult readers only Becoming Brandee Chapter Ten: Now this was totally unexpected. I had initially thought that my wife Julie and I were both to be dates for Richard and suddenly I become very aware that only my wife is Richard's date for the evening. And, once I open the front door, I will be meeting my very own date. "You look divine, Brandee," said my wife encouragingly, "Now make...
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Wife LoversWhen we returned home I took Candace to my bedroom, laid her on her back on my bed, and tied her hands and ankles to the head and foot boards of the bed. I kissed her lightly on her lips, then began to kiss and nibble on her cheeks, eyelids, forehead, around to her ears and her neck. Her body was stock still but her breathing was quick and shallow. When I got to the front of her neck I began to work my way down the front of her body. I grabbed the scissors I left on the bed table and cut her...
Becoming Brandee Chapter one: My wife, Julie, peered into the office where I was sitting at one of computer desks typing an IM to a new friend I had recently met on the internet. "Is this the man you have been telling me about?" "It is him, honey. As I've told you he is very different than most of the others I have chatted with online and I find myself really liking him and the way he thinks." She smiled back, "A girl does need a good man to share some of...
Becoming Brandee Chapter Two: Pulling up to his condo I realized that Richard was very well off. He lived in a very exclusive part of the city and his home furnishings matched his stature and good grooming. Looking around I felt like I just had to become his maid as well as girlfriend and make sure this wonderful man had me to look after him as a sweet girl would desire to do for a man who took good care of her. I squealed with delight when he showed me my own room. It couldn't...
It was still early on Sunday night and I had the urge to talk to Marcie. She was comically critical of my commitment to get Smyth laid. "What made you volunteer for such an enormous feat, Sammy?" "I don't know." I did know, but I wasn't ready to admit to Marcie that I had heard Shirley tell me to turn the tables on Smyth for spying on me and my guests. "How do you plan to carry it out?" "I don't know." I really didn't know, but my sub-conscience was working on a plan. "Who...
I put the razor to my face, sliding it over the remaining patches of beard that had grown over the winter. This New Year’s Eve I wanted to look smart for the ladies at the party I was going. I have been going out with Shalini for some time, but I was getting tired of her. I even let Ayan (a dear friend of mine) fuck her brains out in a threesome with me. We fucked both her holes all night long till she could not scream or fight anymore. She couldn’t walk for days after that and stopped speaking...
Andersonville 5 - The Guilty Soul by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the TG writers out there, who make the days easier to deal with by posting new stories to read each day. Fade in... The sun wasn't even peeking over the hills when the alarm started going off. I hit the snooze button several times but eventually realized I was going to have to get out of bed and get ready for work. I stir slightly, stretching my legs and arms in a poor attempt to wake up. Then...
Hello friends. This is Neville from Chennai. A couple of years back I posted one of my real stories on this site. I was caught in a police raid in a brothel and was rescued by the wife of my friend, Mohini. Today I and Mohini have been having love sessions as and when needed. I got a call from Mohini that her friend Nandita is in town to attend someone’s wedding. She would be coming to her house on Friday evening as she has a flight back to Toronto on Sunday. Nandita has insisted that she meet...
Hello readers. Handshake to boys and boobs shake to girls. I hope you enjoy the story. This story is for all the BDSM lovers out there. The story is long and detailed and mysterious. Sit back and enjoy. This incident was not a one day story, so it needs some background to be told. So, enjoy the thrill and mystery which lies ahead. I had a cute neighbor whose name was Anjali. She was 2 years younger to me. We were brought up together and we were pretty good friends. This incident started to...
Avasaramaaga en vagupil padikum oru paiyan vanthathaal, naan nandhini aadaiyai vegamaaga aninthu vittu irunthen. Appozhuthu priya enai paarthu hey ena seithu kondu irukiraai avanai veliyil sendru ethavathu pesi sirithu neram ula varamal paarthu kol endru sonnal. Naan nandhiniyai kaama paarvaiyil paarthu konde sendren. Naan veliyil sendru, en idam thulai pesi irunthathu athil yaaruko pesuvathu pondru pose koduthu irunthen. Appozhuthu naveen vanthaan, avan ennai paarthu hey ena indru sikiram...