Bachelorette Party Recruiter
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The door that led from the small room into the sanctuary was opened a crack allowing us a view of the large room. We still had twenty-five minutes to wait so as I waited for things to get started I began to reflect on how I got from the depths of my despair while driving from Las Vegas to Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning three years ago to the near state of euphoria I was in that Saturday afternoon. That night had been the lowest point of my life and it had taken the full three years for me to recover from the pain.
My fiancée Kate and her friends had gone to Las Vegas for her bachelorette party and things had gotten out of hand. The trip across the desert that early morning began after I had caught Kate in bed performing oral sex on a weasel by the name of Carl Long at the Monte Carlo Hotel in Las Vegas. I left the hotel that night driven by anger and a desire to get as far away from Kate as I could. I remembered that as I crested the first large hill on the way out of Vegas and the lights of the strip were no longer filling my rear window my anger began to transform into depression. I had so many questions but no answers. Why had Kate done it? Didn't she love me? Had she ever really loved me? Did she think it wouldn't matter if she fucked someone else as long as I never know about it?
Did Kate think about the possible consequences of her actions? The only rationalization I could come up with for her actions was that she thought she could have one last fling before getting married. She certainly never expected me to be in Vegas watching her every move or that I would walk in on her and catch her in the act. That was the easiest explanation. It didn't make me feel any better however; it did let me move on to other questions.
One big question was why Kate would engage in unprotected sex with a stranger. Her actions could have put us both at risk. Kate knows better than that. I could come up with no satisfactory answer for that question so I moved on to the next obvious question. Was this a one time event or had Kate done this sort of thing before? I knew that if I wanted answers I was going to have to talk to Kate.
Unfortunately, I had other questions that I knew Kate would not be able to answer. Questions that only I could answer. For instance, why did I stand back and watch all this taking place and do nothing to stop it. There were several times I could have interceded and put a stop to Kate's destructive behavior. I told myself that I had to find out how far Kate would go but did I have to let her go all the way to get my answer. In retrospect that was just a poor plan. If I would have stepped in at the first sign of trouble I could have prevented Kate from going to bed with that weasel. What's the worst that could have happened if I had stopped her? Nothing could be worse than the way things did turn out. Even if the worse case did happen at least I wouldn't have the awful visual images of Kate performing oral sex haunting me.
By the time I reached my apartment at 9:00 AM I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I went straight to bed and sleep for more than twelve hours. When I finally did get up it was only to eat a sandwich and drink a couple of beers and then I went back to bed.
The next day I dragged myself to work. I tried to keep busy so I wouldn't have time to think about Kate. Shortly after lunch Ted called me to ask me how things had gone in Vegas.
"Well, did the subject of your undercover surveillance misbehave?" Ted asked with a laugh.
"Things didn't go well Ted."
"Why? What happened?"
"I can't talk about it right now," I said.
"How about meeting me for a drink after work and telling me what happened?" Ted asked.
"I'll meet you at the Rail at six o'clock."
The Rail was actually the Brass Rail. It was the bar Ted and I and our other friends often stopped at after work.
"I'll be there waiting for you," Ted said.
I arrived at the Rail shortly after six o'clock and when I walked in Ted was sitting at bar the talking to Sam, the bartender. I walked over and sat on the stool next to Ted and didn't say a word as Sam and Ted continued their conversation. My mind was in such a confused sate that I was never sure what Ted and Sam were talking about. Their conversation seemed to come to an end and then Ted looked at me.
"Sam, I believe this man needs a shot of bourbon and a Bud," Ted said.
Sam set the shot glass in front of me and filled it with Jim Beam and then went off to get my beer from the cooler.
"Jesus John, you look like shit. How bad did it go in Vegas?"
I didn't answer him. I just waited for Sam to bring my beer and then I took the shot of Jim Beam in one swallow and waited for the warmth of the bourbon to spread through my body. I followed this by taking a large mouthful of beer and swallowing it to chase away the burn in my throat and when I looked at Ted, he was just staring at me. Then with a nod of my head I indicated to Ted that I wanted to move to a table where we could talk in private. Thankfully Ted understood what I wanted and dropped a five dollar bill on the bar.
"John and I have a private matter to discuss," Ted said.
Ted picked up his drink and followed me across the room to a table against the wall.
We sat quietly for a minute while I was trying to think of how to start.
"Are you going to tell me what happened in Vegas or am I going to have to shake it out of you?" Ted asked.
"I broke up with Kate."
"Bull shit. Don't kid around like that."
"It's true. I caught Kate in bed with another guy," I said.
"Damn it John, don't fuck with me. This is not funny."
"Do I look like I think this is funny? Kate cheated on me and I caught her with this fucking weasel's cock in her mouth."
"Oh shit man. I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. I just can't imagine Kate doing anything like that. God damn. You really caught her that way?"
"Yes."
"Why? Did you two have a fight? Did she find out you were spying on her? What the fuck happened?" Ted asked.
In order to make Ted understand I told him everything starting from the moment Kate and her friends arrived at the Monte Carlo on Friday night until I walked out of her hotel room early Sunday morning.
"What are you going to do now?" Ted asked.
"I don't know. Just try to get through this the best I can."
"You think there is any chance you and Kate can get back together?"
"Of course there's a chance. All I have to do is call Kate and tell her that I forgive her for fucking that weasel and ask her to marry me," I said.
"Sorry, stupid question," Ted said.
"That's okay. I have asked myself that question several times and the answer is always the same. No fucking way," I said.
The ushers had begun escorting people to their seats as I watched through the partially opened door.
I remembered calling my parents that Monday night when I got home from the Rail and giving them the bad news without a lot of detail. I am sure they thought that I had done something to cause the break up and while I hated them to think badly of me I somehow couldn't bring myself to tell them what really happened. It was just to humiliating.
After the difficult call to my parents I notified the rest of my friends that the wedding was off. It amazed me how friends thought they were being supportive by saying things like, "You're better off without a slut like that," or "She has probably been cheating on you all along."
Comments like those were not helpful. I just couldn't bring myself to think of Kate in those terms and it hurt to hear others say things like that about her. After all, those comments reflected badly on me too. Was I such a fool that I didn't know what was going on?
The next two days had passed unremarkably which was a relief to me because I wasn't ready to handle any more bumps in my road. On Thursday night when I got home from work the light on my message recorder was blinking. I debated about whether to listen to the message or not. I just didn't want to deal with anything in addition to what I was already dealing with in my head. In the end I pushed the play button on the recorder.
"It's me. I thought that you might not want to talk to me so I decided to call when I knew you wouldn't be home and just leave this message. I want to come over tonight to pick up my things and I was hoping we could talk. If you don't want to talk to me, I'll understand. I'll be there around eight o'clock so you don't have to be there if you don't want to, I'll leave the key on the kitchen table when I leave."
Kate's message left me very agitated. I didn't know if I was ready to see her, let alone talk to her. I had a lot I wanted to say to her about what happened and questions I wanted her to answer. I wanted to vent my anger on her but wasn't sure I would be able to sufficiently control my emotions. I wanted to tear into her but the last thing I would ever want to do is attack he physically. I would never forgive myself if I did that.
I decided that there was no point in putting it off. I was going to have to talk to her sooner or later, and with her already coming over to pick up her stuff from my apartment it just made sense to stay home and deal with it.
I was looking out the window at eight o'clock when I saw Kate's car pull up to the garage gate. When she still hadn't knocked on the door ten minutes later, I figured that she must have seen my car and got scared. She probably had to screw up her courage to be able to come upstairs to face me.
When Kate finally knocked on the door I didn't move to open it. Kate knocked again and when I still didn't answer; she used her key to open the door. I was sitting in the kitchen drinking a beer when she came in.
"I didn't think you were here," Kate said.
"I'm here."
"I can see that now."
Kate came into the kitchen and when she looked at me I almost looked away but I caught myself. Why should I look away? I didn't have anything to feel guilty about so I looked directly at her and she looked away.
"Do you want to talk?" Kate asked.
"Not yet."
"When?"
"After you get your things together we'll sit down with a beer and talk," I said, in a voice so calm I surprised myself.
Kate went about her business silently and efficiently and by 8:30 she had everything together and ready to go down to her car. She set her boxes by the door and came back into the kitchen and stood by the counter.
I handed her a beer, "Okay, you're on," I said.
Kate just looked at me with a quizzical expression.
"You wanted to talk so start talking," I said.
I could see this threw Kate off stride. She obviously didn't know how to start this conversation. I didn't either and that's why I put it on her to start. Kate set her beer on the counter and tried to meet my stare but couldn't keep eye contact.
"I guess you want to know why I did it," she said.
"That would be a good start," I said.
"I don't know why I did it. It just kind of happened. I had a lot to drink on Saturday and was feeling a little crazy Saturday night. Then Carl came over and asked me to dance."
"Carl? Was that the assholes name?"
"Yes. Carl Long. Anyway, while we were dancing he kept telling me how beautiful I was and that he thought I was the sexiest girl he had ever seen. I don't why I would fall for a line like that but I liked hearing it. Then when I sat down Sherry kept saying, "He's cute. You should go for it. Have your last fling before marriage."
"So this is Sherry's fault?"
"No, I know it was my fault but it didn't help to have her egging me on. It's just that when he came back and asked me to dance with him again it was to a slow song. While we danced, he pressed himself against me and I could feel him getting hard. He told me that having me so close was causing him to become aroused. I don't know why but when he asked me to go up to his room. I suggested that he come to my room instead. I swear I don't know why I did it. It was just a terrible mistake," Kate said.
"A mistake? Making a left turn when you're supposed to make a right is a mistake. Bringing home a bottle of white wine when you were supposed to get red is a mistake. What you did was not a mistake. You knew there were consequences to your actions but you didn't hesitate to jump into bed with that fucking asshole."
"I don't know what to say. I never intended for any of this to happen," Kate said.
"So this whole thing started Saturday night?"
"Yes."
"That's bull shit," I said.
"What?"
"I said that's bull shit. How do you think I happened to show up in your room Saturday night?"
"Pam called you."
"She didn't and even if Pam did call me how could I have gotten here in time to catch you sucking his cock if I didn't know what you were up to until late Saturday night."
Kate looked confused.
"Pam didn't call you?"
"I just told you she didn't call me."
"I guess I owe Pam and apology too."
"Who else do you owe an apology?" I asked.
"What?"
"You just said that you owe Pam an apology too. So who else do you own an apology?"
"You, of course."
"Don't bother trying to apologize. Telling me you're sorry isn't going to buy you any goodwill from me," I said.
Tears started to run down Kate's cheeks.
"If Pam didn't call you, why were you there?"
"I was there all weekend."
"You couldn't have been," Kate said,
I got up and went to my desk and pulled out the prints of the pictures I had taken and the roller coaster photo I had purchased. I also picked up the bag next to my desk and went back to the kitchen.
I dropped a picture in front of Kate. It was the one of her dancing with Carl on Friday night when he had his hands on her ass.
"You said that everything happened late Saturday night so how do you explain this picture taken on Friday night?"
"How did you get this picture?"
Then I dropped the picture of her sitting at the table with Carl. I could see that Kate remembered when that picture had been taken.
"John, how did you get these pictures?"
I quickly pulled the surfer wig out of the bag and pulled it on and turned to Kate.
"The two of you make a lovely couple. Are you married? Engaged?" I said.
Kate's hand went up to her mouth.
"Oh God. That was you?" She asked.
"Yes, that was me. I was close by all weekend and I watched you act like a girl on the make on Friday night."
I dropped the picture of Kate and Carl on the roller coaster in front of her.
"You did it again Saturday afternoon and Saturday night." I said and dropped the rest of the pictures, except for the last one I took, on the counter.
Kate was weeping openly as she looked at the pictures.
"Would you like to change your story now?" I asked.
"I guess it doesn't make any difference what I say now. The truth is that it all started on the trip over to Vegas. We were drinking and Sherry kept telling me that I should have one last fling and after a while it started to sound like a good idea; but I still didn't plan on doing anything. What I told you about Carl was true except that it started Friday night instead of Saturday. I just didn't want to make this any more painful than necessary," Kate said.
"The truth would have been less painful. When you were dancing with the asshole, did you even think about me?"
"No, I guess I didn't. If I had I certainly would not have let this happen," She said.
"You didn't think of me when the guy next to you on the dance flood Saturday night said, "Somebody told me that you were getting married in two weeks. Is this your fiancé?"
"That was you too?"
"Yes, it was. Did you think about me when I called you while you were in bed with that fucking weasel?"
"Oh God, how could I have been so stupid?"
"Don't look at me for help with that," I said.
"I have one more question," I said. I dropped the picture of Kate sucking Carl's cock on the counter. "How could you have been so fucking stupid that you would have unprotected sex with a complete stranger? You realize that you put yourself at risk and you would have put me at risk too if I hadn't caught you."
Kate picked the picture up and tore it into tiny pieces and began crying harder.
"Destroying that picture won't help. I still have the original imbedded in my brain," I said.
Kate just stood looking at the pieces of the picture in her hand and slowly moved her head back and forth. After a couple of minutes Kate regained her composure.
"I guess there really isn't anything I can say. I wish I could go back and fix this but I can't. Unless you have some more surprises you want to spring on me I think I'll leave," Kate said.
Kate pulled her key out of her pocket and set it on the counter and started to turn to walk away.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" I asked.
"Forgetting what?"
"The ring," I said.
Kate took a deep breath and pulled the engagement ring off her finger and set it next to the key on the counter. I walked to the door with Kate and picked up a couple of her boxes and carried them down to her car for her.
Just before she drove away Kate said, "I know you don't want to hear this but I am truly sorry that I did this to you. I do still love you."
I didn't respond. I just turned and headed back up to my apartment.
"Looks like it's going to be a full house out there," Ted said, bringing me back to the moment.
"Yeah, it's filling up fast."
Ted seemed nervous but I felt very calm. I continued to watch the ushers perform their task while I let my mind wander back in time again.
For the next three weeks I did nothing but work during the days and sit in my apartment and drink beer at night. This routine was finally broken when Pam called me and asked me to meet her for drinks after work. I suggested we meet at the Rail and she agreed.
I was already at the Rail when Pam arrived. She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"How have you been?" She asked.
"It's been hard but I'll get through this," I said.
"You look like you have gained some weight," Pam said.
"I guess I have been drinking too much lately and not getting any exercise."
"You've got to take care of yourself. You can't let this ruin your health."
"You're right. I guess it's time to get back to my normal routines."
"Make sure you do."
"Okay mother, I will." I said.
Pam laughed. "I'm just worried about you two," she said.
"Two?" I asked.
"You and Kate. Both of you are my friends and I care about both of you."
I just let that pass without comment. I have to admit though that I was curious about how Kate was doing, but I wasn't about to ask Pam. I didn't want her to go back and tell Kate I asked about her. I didn't want to send the wrong messages.
"Did you know Kate told her parents the truth about what she did?" Pam said.
I was stunned.
"She did? Why would she do that? She could have found a way to spare them that pain," I said.
"I think she was punishing herself."
"How did her parents take the news?" I asked.
"They were pretty pissed; but they are her parents and they had to forgive her. Well maybe they didn't have to, but they did."
Pam and I spent the next half hour just talking. I avoid talking about what happened in Las Vegas and Pam didn't mention it again. We had just ordered another drink when I saw Ted come through the door. He spotted me and waved and headed for the bar. I guess that was when he saw me with Pam. He thought I might be there on a date, so he wasn't going to interrupt us. Ted ordered a drink and then looked over at me. I signaled for him to come and join us.
"Ted, you know Pam, don't you?" I asked.
"We met once before," he said. "Hi Pam. Nice to see you again."
The three of us sat there for a couple of hours talking and they even had me laughing. It was at that point that I knew I was going to be okay.
I watched one of the ushers escort and elderly couple to a front row seat and I wondered how long they had been together.
I didn't see Kate again for about three months. It happened at a mutual friend's party. I almost didn't go because I knew there was a chance Kate would be there. At the time I had just started dating Angela, and decided to take her to the party. I had known Angela for a few years. She worked in my office and often flirted with me. She used to say, "If you weren't engaged," leaving the rest of that to my imagination.
After the break up I figured that I should find out what Angela would do if I wasn't engaged. One afternoon I stopped at her desk and asked her if she would like to have a drink with me after work. That night we had drinks at the Rail and in the morning we had breakfast in her apartment.
I decide to take Angela to the party because I wanted Kate to see that I was moving on with my life. I spotted Kate as soon as we walked in the door and I noticed that she was alone. That made me feel good, not because I would have been jealous but because I wanted her to feel lonely when she saw that I had a date. I guessed that I still had a need to get revenge on her. I did my best to ignore her during the evening but I caught her watching me a couple of times.
Late in the evening, as I was returning from using the bathroom Kate suddenly appeared next to me.
"Hello John."
"Kate."
"How have you been?" Kate asked.
"I'm much better now that I've been cured of trusting people," I said.
"I guess you're still angry."
"And in your case I will be for a long time," I said.
Just then Angela appeared. She slipped her arm through mine and looked at Kate.
"Sorry, I have to take John home now," Angela said. "I think he is going to get lucky tonight."
Then Angela kissed me. A deep soulful kiss. Kate disappeared before the kiss ended.
"Why did you do that?" I asked.
"You wanted to make her jealous, didn't you?" Angela said. "Besides, I was serious about your getting lucky tonight."
I felt bad that Angela had done that to Kate but I didn't let it interfere with the rest of my evening and Angela was right, I did get lucky that night.
I took Angela out a couple more times but there was nothing more to our relationship than the physical aspect.
I estimated that there were about 200 people in the church. The Ushers were still seating people, but what had started off as a steady stream of people was now just a trickle.
After Angela, I didn't date anyone for a while. I didn't want to get involved in a long term relationship but I wasn't interested in dating the type of women that felt the same way. I realized that would sound strange to other people but it made sense to me. I wasn't ready to make a long term commitment to anyone yet. I was going to have to learn to trust again first. At the same time I wasn't interested in dating women who were just looking for short sexual relationships.
It had been a couple of months since that last party when Pam called me and asked me to come to a party she was having at her apartment. I was proud of myself. I said yes without asking if Kate would be there because I really didn't care.
Pam's party turned out to be a reversal of the last party. This time Kate was there with a date and I wasn't. Kate was hanging onto this guy's arm like she was afraid he would float away if she let go. While it didn't bother me that she had a date it did bother me that Kate seemed to be trying to make me jealous. It was kind of sad.
After about two hours of pretending to ignore me, Kate brought her boyfriend over and introduced him to me thereby initiating one of the strangest conversations I have ever had.
"John, I'd like you to me Peter Thompson," Kate said.
We shook hands.
"Nice to meet you, Peter," I said.
I looked him over quickly and decided that he didn't really seem to be Kate's type but then I would not have thought that the weasel in Las Vegas was her type either.
"So you're the ex?" Peter said."
"Ex what?" I said. I was just being obtuse.
"Ex fiancé."
"Ex, that's right. I'm the lucky one," I said.
Kate made a face that told me she felt the sting of that comment.
"This is one hot little lady. I am sure glad she dumped you so that I could get a taste of this beautiful body," Peter said.
I looked at Kate but she was staring at him as thought he was the only person in her world. Something struck me as being disingenuous about the two of them. How could she let him talk about her like that? Well, I sure as hell wasn't going to straighten him out.
"Glad I could be of service," I said.
"Kate tells me that I really know how to float her boat," Peter said.
"And which boat would that be?" I asked.
"You know what I mean. She says my touch excites her more than anyone else."
I took a careful look at Kate and didn't see any sign that his touch was exciting her; at least not the way she showed it when I had excited her.
"I'm really happy for the both of you," I said.
"You want to know what really turns her on?" He asked.
'I think I know this one. Give me a minute... Oral sex?" I said.
The smile left Peter's face and Kate recoiled a little. Peter wasn't expecting that answer and didn't seem to know what to say. I leaned in close and whispered in Peter's ear.
"I never had to touch her to excite her, "I said. "Watch her nipples."
I turned toward Kate and said, "Do you remember how hard your nipples used to get when I talked about them. I'll bet they are getting hard right now. Look, you can see them growing right now."
Kate's face turned bright red and her nipples were suddenly very prominent as they protruded through her top. Peter was staring at them in disbelief.
"You see Peter, I don't think there is anything you can teach me about Kate, but thanks for thinking of me," I said.
I left the two of them were speechless as I walked away.
The sudden appearance of Reverend Holcomb caught my attention.
"It's time," he said.
Reverend Holcomb opened the door and walked out into the sanctuary. Ted and I followed him out and moved to the steps in front of the altar. One of the ushers escorted the mother of the bride to her seat.
Before I left the party that night Pam had asked me to have dinner with her the following Wednesday night and I agreed. I couldn't imagine what she would want to talk about. She had to have seen Kate's act at the party so she couldn't still be trying to get us back together.
I met Pam at the restaurant Wednesday evening and she never mentioned Kate. For a while I thought that she was trying to see if I would ask about her. I wanted to only because I wanted to get Pam's perspective on the way Kate had acted with her new boyfriend at the party but I let it go.
We had a very nice dinner and we talked about ourselves. What I had at first thought was Pam wanting to get together to talk about Kate was beginning to feel like a real date. At the end of the evening I gave Pam a kiss on the cheek and suggested that we should get together again soon. Pam said that she would like that.
When I got home that night I started to think seriously about dating Pam. We were already friends, I knew I could trust her, she was attractive and I liked her very much. Could that like grow into love?
The down side to the idea was that Pam was Kate's best friend. By dating me she would risk losing Kate as a friend and if things didn't work out between us she could also lose me as a friend. There was also the possibility that Pam would have no interest in dating me in the first place. I decided to proceed slowly.
I asked Pam out to dinner a couple of weeks later and we had a very enjoyable evening but I didn't feel any electricity between us yet. I decided not to try and push anything with Pam. If there was something there it would come out in time.
Pam and I got together a couple more times in the next month but after that we stopped calling each other. I started to think that Pam was just trying to make sure I didn't sit at home every night drinking beer and getting fat. Well, I wasn't sitting at home any more and I did lose the weight.
The ushers made their way to the front of the church and lined up to my left and faced the rear of the church. Then two very young girls started down the aaisle tossing flower petals on the floor.
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“Okay now, Bonnie asked for the last time, you got everything under control!?! Uh, yeah, he replied, I’ve got the boom box, the CD’s, my wardrobe, and the address, I think that’s it! Good, she answered, make sure you give them a good show, now the deal is they give you five hundred up front, and you get to keep two, any tips you make are all yours! What if they pay me by check, he questioned?!? It doesn’t matter how they pay you, you bring back either the check or cash to me and I’ll cut you a...
I never knew what my friends had in store for me my bachelorette party. If I'd have known ahead of time I would've called the whole thing off. Fortunately for me, I didn't. Little did my future husband know his life would change that day too. It was supposed to be just us girls sitting around my house getting drunk and talking about men. I had NO idea that they had invited a bunch of men to join us. The first men to arrive were two Black males about 30 years old. I was surprised to see Black...
Found this confession.I am twenty-two and just recently got married to my boyfriend of four years. We just graduated last spring. We met in college, and he's kind of a typical frat boy. He already has a great job making really good money. I am from a very well-off family. In fact, my parents had a debutante party for me. I have short blonde hair, and guys love my body. I work out and have a six-pack stomach. I get hit on a lot if my fiancé-now-husband is not with me. I did something really...
This is a story about Samantha, a young white woman in her late 20’s, and her fiancé Eric. Samantha has jet black hair that goes roughly half way down her back, blazing green eyes, and a very petite figure (think 32-22-32). Eric is a white man also in his late 20’s and has light brown hair and blue eyes, and is pretty athletic. Samantha also has a twin, Annabella, who looks just like her except Annabella’s eyes are blue. This is their fifth story. Other stories featuring them include...
Hi everyone this Yug and back with a new experience, for those of you reading my story for first time you can know more about me by checking previous stories I have posted, for that you may click on my name and stories written by me will be displayed, however this story has no link with previous experiences. Back to story As part of my job profile my work demands me to travel extensively and gives me opportunity to explore various places both in and outside India, the crazy night happened...
"Wir müssen", sagte Frau Dornschröder und erhob sich vom Lehrerpult, "wir müssen den neuen Vorschriften Rechnung tragen. Deshalb habe ich Sie als Eltern der Schüler heute hergebeten und sie sind auch alle meiner Einladung gefolgt. Dafür herzlichen Dank". Ein leises, zustimmendes Murren ging durch den Raum. "Ihre Kinder, soweit sie in meiner Klasse sind, haben Sie auch mit gebracht. Damit können wir also anfangen".Sie trat jetzt vor den Pult und nahm einen Stapel Zettel in die Hand. "Ist eines...
"Yesterday, my boyfriend and I got to see each other for the first time in a while. Both of us are really busy and we finally had some time to get together. He comes in my room and after the initial hello greeting-kiss, we moved to the bed to get comfortable and watch some TV. After a couple of minutes, he moved to kiss me, REALLY kiss me this time. I knew my mom and my sisters were downstairs in the living room but resisting each other was impossible, especially with all the time we’d spent...
We were back on the road heading to our parents house. "Only thirty more miles" I stated out loud, reaching over and holding Rachel's hand. I found that I really enjoyed the slightest physical contact with her. Even holding her hand somehow comforted me, knowing that she too wanted to hold my hand and that she too was feeling the same comfort I was feeling. A few more minutes passed by and we reached our parents home. It wasn't the house we grew up in. They had moved I left for college three...
IncestUnintentional continued. I was 2 days after Linda and I had had our good time, when the security guard stopped by my desk in the server room. She, not too many security guards in this job as must were retired police or detectives, and said “there is some security footage you need to see”. I replied “ok should I come to your office”? She said “no this is something personal, I have deleted the entire day, and saved the part you need to see on a USB”. “So if you could stop by my room 301, across...
Okay so I'm not a writer or anything but I wana try to tell you about my first time ever ever at a glory hole. I'm 24 and I'm 5 foot 6. I got thick dark hair, blue eyes, nice body, and perrrrfect 36c's. I love them felt up and I do that a lot my own self. I never attended college (like duh, I'm sure you can tell) but I did good in high school and I always minded my conduct & never got in trouble even though I'm a freaky chick two times over & I was into sex things, just not with...
I Mike and I graduated together and had been out of school for a couple years. His sister Tiffany had just graduated high school and had just married a guy from the next town over from us. I had ran into Mike at the pizza shop and he said he was having a small party of just close friends. I didn't think we where close friends, but we did live close to each other. I showed up to his parents huge house, a place where so many huge high school parties had been held. That I had never been...
Das übliche Vorgeplänkel Es war einer von den Tagen, an denen alles schief geht, was nur schief gehen kann. Es fing schon damit an, dass die Milch, welche ich morgens über mein Müsli zu schütten pflege in Würfeln aus der Flasche kam. Also fuhr ich hungrig zur Arbeit. Und wie üblich war ich zu spät, was aber heute daran lag, dass ich mir auf dem Arbeitsweg noch schnell eines dieser Fast-Food-Frühstücke aus dem Restaurant „zum güldenen M“ einverleibte. Der Chef war wie immer mies gelaunt....
Memories Revisited: Closing Up Shop? By Heather St. Claire Most people like to think they live well-ordered lives, that they are the masters of their destiny, rather than victims of random fate. Try telling that to Alexis and Charles Boyd?not that they would have any idea of what you were talking about. On the surface, they look to be a perfectly ordinary young couple; as far as they know, that's exactly what they are. Two young teachers at the same high school who fell in love...
The green trees and balmy temperatures should have been pleasant, but Shanu’s stomach twisted in knots. Her father had rented a house in Bombay for the Thanksgiving break; this would be the first time she’d seen him since that memorable, magical night they’d spent in bed, the night he found out Shanu was a call girl. The night Shanu found out her father needed call girls. When her mother Vimla joined them the following day, Shanu wanted to crawl under a rock. Yet Laxman Sharma seemed completely...
Once they were seated in the first-class cabin, the flight attendant came to them, seeming to know they were on their honeymoon. Leaning in, she asked, “How about a glass of champagne before we take off?”“Thanks,” Tommy replied. “That’s a great way to start our trip.”A few short minutes later, the attendant reappeared, handing them each a glass. “What is your destination?”“We’re headed to Tahiti,” Elizabeth answered with a big smile. “We plan to spend the better part of two weeks naked.”“Now,...
Love StoriesHi Y’all,A quick story of some fun I had today with a rider. I was sitting at the Subway finishing my 6″ turkey on wheat, across from the SeaTac Car Rental Facility, when I got a notification of a rider wanting a ride. I quickly accepted the ride and was about a minute into heading over to SeaTac when I received a text from the rider.It said,”Oh my fucking god, is this Jen Dvorak, the Uber driving slut??!!!!!! I can not wait for this ride!!!!”. My heart started racing because honestly my name...
Hello all, this is abhi and I am back with one more sizzling incident of lust and sex. I apologized for the delay of few months as I got numerous mails from all you guys for new story but here I am back in form ready to blow your minds [blow whatever] again. This time the incident involving my friends wife called Phankhuri aka Pihu. Amit was a college friend of mine and we use to share rooms while studying BTech in banglore. Like me he was also from Delhi and we moved along quite nicely. 4...
IncestI was sitting in my favorite booth at the Thirsty Camel, down on the beach. It had been a long day and my mood showed it. There are times when you just want to be left alone…and this was one of those times. Then my friend Scott walked in looking like he just lost his best friend and someone shot his dog! I didn’t even need to call to him; he seemed to be looking for me! It means trouble when you walk past the bartender, the waitress and two hot honeys’s to talk to a burley cop like me. I got...
Erotic“I don’t even know where we are. I can barely see through this snow,” Amy muttered.We were on our way to our friend Tim’s house for Christmas Eve. Tim lived deep in the Mountains of Colorado and the trip from New Mexico was a treacherous one. My girlfriend Amy was becoming irritated with me as the car ride seemed to be taking longer and longer. The further we drove into the Colorado Rockies, the more our car slid back and forth on the thick ice glued to the road. Snowflakes the size of quarters...
ReluctanceTiffany Wells was a normal girl, except for the burning itch between her legs that she could not explain. Then her normal middle-class suburban parents bought her a computer when she was 14, and Tiffany finally understood the reason for the pleasure she felt. Her road to super slut status had begun. At first it was just masturbating to the kinky things she found online. The more kinky the sex act, the harder she masturbated. Eventually she had to try sex for real. Because of what she learned...
This is the story of how my husband and I got into swinging. I have divided the story into several parts, as it was a long journey. My name is Taylor; I’m 5’ 4” with long brown hair. I’m fairly fit with what I call small but firm 32 B breasts. Sam is my hubby, he is 6’ 2” and in good shape. We have been married for seven years. We started down the path of swinging a few years ago when after a night of drinking; Hubby and I were talking about our sex lives prior to marriage. I told Sam that in...
Wife LoversThis will start slow as my events are real life I feel background leading up is necessary to the finale. But first if anyone cares, my wife's home country (UK) kept her away for 6 months. I am not happy, but she feels it was worth while, it was supposed to be 4-6 weeks.The park is starting a new season in 5 weeks and as usual everything is different. Who knows how this year will unfold. This goes back to September 2019. I was already tired of being alone, a break is good, sometimes, but being...
Nude Collect lays out their strong but simple premise at the very top of their landing page: they specialize in “Free high quality porn art pictures.” They toss the word “art” in there, which may make some of you envision highbrow arty-farty erotica, the kind where ballerinas dance in black and white, rarely ever exposing a full boobie, let alone the insides of their cooters. Just to put your mind at ease, let me tell you it ain’t as fancy as all that. Maybe “free nudes” sounded too simple, so...
Porn Pictures SitesHi,As English isn’t my mother tongue, it wasn’t easy to write down this story. Sometimes it’s hard to find the right term, so I hope the story isn’t getting boring soon, especially because this is the first story I ever wrote. But I wanted to write this in English, to give as many people as possible the chance to read it. Any corrections or comments are welcome. The chapter about my childhood is mostly based on real life events. Because of legal matters some details were changed, because of my...
As Duke and Amber gazed at each other, Duke finally pulled himself out of it and said to her gently but firmly, "We have much to do today so let's continue with your training." Amber who was very caught up in the moment herself shook herself out of it as well. She gazed at him. For the first time since Lloyd, she was actually looking at another man and seeing him as a man as well as a hell of a good Master. She didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that pleasing him was very...
my fantasy came thru wen i was 19 years old,i was drunk 1 nyt at a club ,it was a work nite out.my friends mom worked with me.she was 47,i always had a ting for older mature ladies any way i got drunk and she offered to take me home 2 my apartment,she was so caring.she opened the door 4 me when i made a move on her i touched her butt.she smiled and touched my penis,i got all erect and she began 2 strip as did i,she got in her knees and began 2 jerk and suck my erect cock,in and out she went.i...
For a few years now i like to get away at weekends , A bit of peace and quiet is hard to find but i did come across a pretty remote place last year while out exploring during a weeks break.Small river with plenty of tree cover , i returned there with my tent and did a spot of fishing , sunbathing and general relaxing with a beer or two.This year i returned and stocked up i settled for three days. Fishing was ok with long breaks and some were good enough to cook up on a fire.I am a naturist and...
Reminiscing from my early “courting” days with wife Sarah then my new girl friend. On our very first date she,d showed how passionate she could be when we attended a news cinema which youngsters will have little knowledge of, but they were a bit like drive ins in America though not so private yet few others took notice as most in them were couples doing what young couples will do and not bothered what others were doing. After our second news cinema date Sarah,s late Mum invited me to their...
I woke up dazed and confused. When I fell asleep, I was bound to the bed post, gagged, cuffed, and wearing only my collar. Now I find myself on my bed, wrists red and raw from the cuffs, my throat sore and dry, and a blanket over my naked form. Was it a dream that my Master had moved me? My master had every right to punish me. I had disobeyed his rules. Sorry I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. The name my Master allows you to call me is Cat. I’m your typical Mediterranean beauty. A tanned body...
BDSMHello, ISS readers. My name is Maxx(changed) and I live in Chandigarh. I am an 18 year old guy with a slim kind a built and good looks. I am a hairy male and I had never shaven my groin surrounding my 7″ tool. I always had a great love for incest. The story I am narrating happened just a year ago with my cousin sister Parul who is two years elder than me. She is a very beautiful girl with slim body. She does not have a perfect figure but I had always fantasized about her. She have small boobs,...
IncestThis is a story from the fantasies of HornyCoupleColorado (HCC). This is completely fictional.This is the second part of the first story that HCC Wifey wrote to HCC Hubby. I wrote this over a year ago when we were first exploring the fantasies of multiple partners. This one has a particularly hot memory for us since I sucked hubby’s cock while he read this aloud to me after I wrote it for him. I was able to make him cum in my mouth almost simultaneously with him cumming in the story.As the...
Another Friday night meant he had to be ready for a show. The place tonight was a smaller older place. Theater was built so long ago it was mostly regulars, tending to be older, the guys would like his assistant but the women would be into him. He played on that fact, made the jokes and comments as well as the illusions geared for the audience he was expecting. Going over last minute things, checking on his assistant. She was ready, the look in her eye was almost anxious to get on with it. He...
Quickie SexUpon Mrs. T requestI read her this story as she stroked my cockshe did not let any leak out her sexy red lipsI love to shop. It always better to go shopping with someone else. There is nothing more fun then going shopping with Mrs. T. We always seem to have fun. On some occasion we have a little too much fun. I usually buy her what ever she wants. On most shopping trips she buys everything with her husband credit card or cash. She likes to make a game out of shopping sometimes. She likes to...
My girlfriend and I have been talking more and more about our fantasies recently. It began when I bought her some kinky lingerie. At first, she didn’t like it - she thought it was too slutty. But after she tried a couple pieces on, she started to get into it. She has a perfect body - tall, slim, surprisingly large breasts. She's probably the hottest girl I’ve ever dated. Last week she came back from a girl's vacation in Mexico and she told me about the topless beaches there. I loved the rising...
ExhibitionismThis was the third day since Jim had become confirmed as President. He was talking with AI about the Gray's. AI had much more information than he had dreamed possible. He asked AI for a summery of known information. Gray Home World Location: Unknown Est. Fleet Size: 87 Capital Ships 240 War Ships 1500 Scout/Spy Ships 2800 Support Ships. Known Technological base: Anti-grav and jump gate capable ships. Hyper Wave Comm system Standard Weapons: Charged capacitor warheads Nuclear...
The author is over the age of 18 and legally safe to write erotica/sex stories. One more thing: this story takes a while to pick up, I like writing in detail and feel the need to add a decent introduction and build up to add to the overall satisfaction of the story. If you can’t handle it or want something shorter, just go watch a porno with a terrible plot or enjoy any of the other great stories by talented authors. I’ll release other stories if this one receives positive attention and...
While getting my drink on after a hard week of work I started getting that feeling of kinkiness. So i watched some porn and got myself more worked up for some freakiness. So i head to the gloryhole after i shower and fixed another drink traveling cup. It is about 3:30 am so only freaks and pervs are out like me...lol. So i pull in to place only a few cars are there as expected . So I go in pay and go to the gloryholes . It seemed pretty empty and only a few boothes were occupied an not anyone...
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IndianDo pariyan aap ke laude par ek sath toot padein .Aisa sapno me to dekha suna hoga, par agar asliyat bankar apke samne ho baat kuch aur ho jati ha. Kuch aisi he kahani ha mere pehle threesome ki. Pehle apko dono pariyon se introduce kara dun. Pehli thi himachali . Naam tha aashi . Age 28 . Rang to himachali ladkiyon ka kehna he kya. Us ki skin pahadiyon ki subah ki tarah suhani aur smooth . Wo mere sath office me kaam karti thi . Dusri thi sonali . Proper delhi wali patola. Age 24 . Ye mere...
Posted: August 19, 2007 - 08:18:24 pm Clem’s Friday morning news about Howard was interesting to me, mainly because it was right in line with the El Paso history I remembered. Here is what Clem told me. After Howard and Braxton left me yesterday, instead of going to Howard’s ranch, they rode over to the mayor’s house. They took the mayor down to the railroad station and sent a telegram to the governor in Austin. Bo, the telegraph operator, related that the mayor asked Governor Hubbell to...
Karen had bought the Alsatian precisely and specifically as a cuntlapper, some time ago. The big brute had such a lovely cock and balls that naturally, the naughty girl had wondered what it would be like to fuck with him, but she had never really considered it seriously, figuring that his tongue, followed by the reward of a hand-job, was sufficient. At the time she had first decided she wanted a doggy, Karen had had a boyfriend who, although willing and enthusiastic, had not given very good...
Randip had been known to my husband for years before our marriage, in fact when I came as a newly wed bride, he had welcomed us and had helped me set up home in the building where we all lived. He was in the habit of dropping in some evenings and staying over for dinner as he was divorced and lived as a bachelor. This closeness through the days between us had been on a very innocent level and Randip has always been a gentleman. Once in a while I would catch him staring at my breasts or legs,...
Unexpected MorningWhen looked upon her eyes shined as if to radiate the passion for life which lay within. Eva stood in the cool morning air, her flesh tingling after the cold water of the lake. Every morning she took delight in the peace this sheltered lake gave her before the day really began. It made her feel centered and had the effect of purifying her of any worries she might have of what the day held in store. But as she stood there naked letting the suns spring rays dance on her body she...
I still remember the first time I saw her. I was Ten years old and my family had just left our apartment in the city for a house in the suburbs. As the Movers emptied the van I found myself wandering around to the back of the House drawn by some compulsion to the rusted swing set in the back yard. As I kicked the dirt patch underfoot I felt someone was watching me. On the edge of the property was a person, she was hazy and out of focus much like someone would look from a distance on a Hot day....
My son is banging a neighbor house full of sluts. Trying to get back in his wife's good graces he drafts me.... Hang on for what happened next!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~About two months before their third anniversary, my son called and asked if I would be willing to help him surprise his wife by helping him build a deck on the back of their house. I agreed and over the next few weeks we measured, made plans and I even pre-made the railings and a few other features for it in my shop. So last Saturday...
******************************************************************************************************* ******************************************************************************************************* WARNING - Bisexual content FFM, Some Hetero Sex FM, if its not your thing, please dont read. We arrived into port at the same time as the big trawler. The captain was a big solid bald guy, probably early 40s. He waved to us in a friendly way as we tied up to a guest mooring. As...
I'm so bored, I think to myself as I pick up my phone to look through the contacts. Scrolling through my list of friends and family I stop at the one name that gives me a small smile: Alex, her nick name. One of the coolest girls I know. She is always fun to be around, smart when she wants to be and her body, athletic build, just the right size boobs, the kind that fill up your hand but not so much that you can't hold them, and an ass that makes my dick twitch every time I see it. All this and...
IncestThey stayed like that for a minute, Sandy relishing the feeling of her large soft tits against his chest and her hot cunt around his shrinking cock. Then he slowly pulled out, watching one string of cum stretch from her pussy to the tip of his semi-soft cock then finally snap, a fine strand of cum clinging to the hairs of her pussy. He pulled back from her, zipping up his pants, feeling almost guilty. "Oh GOD!" Miss Elgin sighed again dreamily. "What have we done? What have I done?" She...
Amanda watched the drone plane on her right as the drone flew not more than ten meters from the stubby air car's starboard thruster fans. An identical drone plane was on the left. Farther behind the sky car and almost invisible were two human-crewed aircraft and several more drones. "Amanda, release your safety harness and get in the back seat," Hank directed. "I need you to put on a slave collar, a dress and a pair of sandals because Eglin is a federal reservation. You know the...