Claudias Partyabend
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“Paula, do I look alright?” Claudia asked, turning side to side at her reflection in the dressing room mirror. Her hands smoothed the sides of her white silk blouse down to the waistband of her red skirt, perfect colours for Christmas.
Usually into work for ten in the morning, and being the newest person at the station, Claudia wasn’t accustomed to an earlier start to her day at 8:30.
“Honey with a killer body like that, and the beauty of your face, you always look fantastic to me!” Paula praised. She gave Claudia her more than an appreciative hug.
“You always make me look so good for TV.”
“You hardly need any makeup, and you aren’t very fussy about the clothes I help pick out for you, compared to others, that I won’t mention,” she smiled, touching up a slight shine on her cute nose.
Paula MacDonald, forty-two, hair, makeup and fashion consultant for the men and women, who are before the cameras at WZAX TV in Tampa, Florida, once again admired the woman she secretly fantasized about making love.
Claudia looked at Paula’s reflection in the mirror. “You should wear the clothes the TV station provides us.”
“I’m more of a T-shirt and jeans kind of girl. Besides the wardrobes are for the stars like you to wear,” she smiled, almost succumbing to her desires.
“I’m far from being a star,” Claudia disagreed. “You do make an ordinary T-shirt and jeans look sexy though,” she said, admiring her figure.
“You are a star to me, and please, please, always stay this humble. Don’t let an overblown ego go to your head like some of the others around here.”
“What are you and Jerry doing for Christmas?” Claudia smiled, admiring Paula’s five-foot-four, 140-pound frame.
“With our boys in the Marines and away from home, it’s just us two and his parents for dinner. What about you?”
“Dan was really busy the past month doing book signings all over the country, and into Canada. He was visiting his Mom in Toronto the past few days, and is supposed to be flying here today for a 2 o’clock landing, but the weather isn’t looking very good for him. I’d hate to spend Christmas day alone.”
“With me so immersed in my new job and his book signing schedule prior to Christmas, we’ve been together one weekend since the telethon, Thanksgiving weekend. Living a four-hour drive apart sure beats a four-hour flight, that is more like a ten hour day. That doesn’t include the preparation time away from each other when I lived in New York.”
“Luckily my friend, Brooke, has driven every other weekend from Miami to spend it with me. She’s staying with her parents in Texas for Christmas. We’ve grown to be very good, close friends. Plus, we’ve made friends with the Winslow family, we met during the telethon. They’ve had me over a few times while Dan is away,” she smiled, thinking of the wonderful sex she enjoys with them and wants countless repeat visits.
“I certainly won’t complain about the warm weather either, although the rent for my apartment is more than double what I paid in Middleton. I didn’t know I’d be entertaining so much and my apartment is on the small size for hosting parties.”
“Being host to different interest groups, and charities is all part of the package. You can always come to our place for Christmas dinner if Dan can’t make it,” Paula offered.
“Thank you. You and Jerry are always such good friends with Dan and me since I moved here. Dan sure surprised me with a visit from his schedule two weeks ago. “Thank you for having us over for a swim and bbq. I can’t believe it has been four months since Tessa hired me.”
“You have yourself, one handsome boyfriend. Don’t let anyone take him away from you,” Paula smiled.
“This time I won’t. That happened to me once before. I was engaged for two years and the fucking ass hole left me for another woman, just two days before our wedding,” Claudia remembered.
“I can’t picture any guy dumping a beautiful, sexy looking woman like you. I doubt Dan would do that to you. I’ve seen the way he looks at you, and I can tell he really loves you. I still can’t get over the story of how you two met, it’s so incredible!”
“You have a very handsome husband too,” Claudia said, returning the compliment.
“Jerry is in pretty good shape for being forty-five and about 190 in weight. He has a bit of a gut on him, like most men, and he’s still very good in the bedroom department, if you know what I mean,” she smiled.
“Dan is so perfect for me and he’s such a fantastic fuck too!” Claudia bluntly confided.
“We’ll have to compare notes of how good our men are in bed,” Paula smiled in her mirrored reflection.
“Yes over a few drinks.”
“Honey, you are such a breath of fresh air around here.”
Paula adjusted the front of Claudia’s blouse, undoing the top button, allowing a nice hint of cleavage to show. She had grown accustomed to Paula helping her with her clothes. An occasional brush of a hand across her breast, or her ass cheeks, was considered part of the tasks of Paula preparing Claudia for the TV cameras.
“Can we try a high ponytail for that beautiful blonde hair of yours?” Paula asked. Claudia obediently returned to the preparation chair, smiling at Paula’s reflection standing behind her.
“You have such beautiful ears, and nice, long neck. You should show them off more often,” Paula praised.
Claudia watched Paula comb her hair and place it in a high ponytail. “You have nice hair too. I love the short pixie cut on you,” she complimented.
“Do you have a sore neck, feeling on edge, and maybe a little nervous?” She asked, seeing Claudia’s right hand rub the back of her neck.
“Not really a sore neck, but since you noticed my tension, I am nervous about Dan getting to me on time. This will be our first Christmas together, and I want everything to be absolutely perfect, what I wear for him, presents, and turkey dinner, everything!”
“Could you use a neck massage?” Paula offered.
“Mmm I’d love one since you’re offering,” she exhaled.
Paula put her comb and brush aside and stood behind her. She placed her hand on Claudia’s shoulders and began to knead her flesh with her fingers. Moments later, she slipped them inside the collar of her blouse to continue.
Claudia innocently undid two more buttons on her blouse, allowing Paula freer access to her flesh. Her bra cups were now revealed, caressing one of Paula’s sought-after prizes. She smiled at Paula’s reflection, seeing her glancing down at the valley between her low bra cups.
Paula’s pulse quickened at her next suggestion, “Maybe it would be easier if you remove your blouse.”
Claudia looked at her reflection and the unusual request. She smiled and obediently undid the remaining buttons and the two on her cuffs. She handed her blouse to Paula and relaxed in her chair. “Now your blouse won’t be wrinkled while waiting to go into town,” she justified.
Paula returned to massaging her neck and shoulders. She leaned Claudia’s head back, the valley between her breasts becoming her pillow. Paula looked down at Claudia’s chest rising and falling with her breaths, her low-cut bra and thin material showed the bumps of her nipples inches away from view. Paula’s heart couldn’t help quickening.
After a moment, Paula put her fingers under her bra straps, slipping them off her shoulders. “You have beautiful looking shoulders. I’ll have to find a way for you to show them more often on camera.”
“Maybe I can get away with wearing a halter top, but not too low. After all, my segments are supposed to be family viewing,” she smiled.
“I think we have several. I know they’d look great on you.”
“I know I wouldn’t be able to use my own clothes on TV, they reveal far too much skin for our viewers to see,” she said.
“A sexy outfit or two would probably do something to boost our ratings,” Paula said.
“Show my shoulders and maybe some more leg to our viewers?”
She moved her hands down Claudia’s arms. Her heart pumped quicker as her fingers brushing the outer edge of her bra cups. A slight push in at her elbows puffed the cups out, revealing deeper cleavage to her.
Paula returned to her neck and shoulders. “Mmm, that feels so wonderful. I’m really tempted to let you keep going,” she expressed, her eyes remaining closed.
“I’ll keep going, if you want me to,” Paula hoped. She moved her hands down her arms again. Her nails brushed the material of her bra cups on their way to the crease to her folded arms. This time she let her fingers touch more of her cups on their way back to her shoulders.
“You don’t see me stopping you,” she said, her eyes still closed. Claudia relaxed, enjoying the feeling of Paula’s fingers on her.
“Can you and Dan come over for a swim and bbq over Christmas?” Paula asked.
“I’m sure we can manage. But you just want to see Dan in his swimsuit again, don’t you,” she teased, opening her right eye.
“I didn’t know my stares at him were so obvious, I’m sorry.”
“No offence taken. I feel it’s a compliment to me that other women find my Dan attractive to them. It helps to confirm I’ve made the right choice in my man.”
“I thought you’d be jealous of another woman showing interest in him.”
“It depends on the woman. I know Dan and Brooke were lovers before I met him, and it hasn’t hurt our friendship. Harmless flirting, or a little kiss and hug, or some little tit feels, or even a few pussy strokes, are nothing compared to another woman trying to steal him from me.’
“Last July Dan attended a celebrity auction in New York City with actress Heather Brewer. There were pictures of them having drinks, dancing, hugs and kisses. I didn’t have to worry about Dan cheating on me with the paparazzi following Heather’s every move.”
“Heather Brewer, wow, Dan sure knows the uppity ups of Hollywood.”
“He was married to actress, Connie Sheppard, for seven years. Hollywood marriages can be just a bad as anyone else’s. You carry your weight well, and I know Dan appreciates you in your sexy one piece swimsuit. And your Jerry is in decent shape also,” Claudia said, changing the subject.
“I don’t have as nice a figure like yours. Two grown boys, some stomach flab, wider hips, and mid-forties approaching, it’s hard to get my weight down past 140.”
“I’ve always felt self-conscious of my height. At five foot eight, I draw more looks than I want, because of my height, and I feel my 150 is too much weight also. Maybe we could work out together, you know, support each other to lose a few pounds,” Claudia offered.
“I’d really like that a lot.”
Paula moved her hands down her arms again, her fingertips touching more and more bra material. They smoothed over her bra, where her nipples lay underneath. She desired Claudia so much, and risking retribution, leaned over and kissed her right shoulder.
Her eyes remaining closed. “Replacing your hands with your lips, are you?” She asked.
“Sorry if I offended you. I couldn’t resist. Please don’t tell anyone.”
“I’m not offended, and I won’t tell anyone. You can kiss my shoulders again if you want. Your lips feel nice on my skin.”
Paula’s heart was ready to jump out of her chest as she kissed her right shoulder again and then her left. Almost beyond control, her hands continued spending longer seconds at her bra cups. Her hands rubbed her collar bone then moved down her flesh. Paula’s fingertips slid under the lace hem of her bra, up to her cuticles, wanting to cup her breasts in her hands.
“I didn’t know my shoulders were so far down my front.” She viewed their reflection with one eye.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized again. She wanted so badly to slide her hands inside her bra cups.
“You don’t have to apologize to me.”
Claudia was very tempted to take her tits out of her bra and let Paula have all the time she wanted fondling them. She smoothed her skin to her shoulders and then slowly down the front of her chest. Several fingertips slipped beneath the fabric of her bra. Paula could feel her pulse pounding in her ears as she inched her fingers lower. Her middle fingers were stopped by hardening nipples.
“You can move your wonderful fingers even lower, I won’t stop you.” Paula hesitated a moment.
“Do you want to feel my tits?” She boldly asked.
“Yes I do,” she confessed.
“Maybe I want you to feel my tits, as much as you want to. Go ahead, Paula. I’d love to feel your hands massage my tits.” Paula was ready to faint.
Paula’s fingers smoothed down her front, slipping underneath her cups. She was about to take a handful of tit when Taz, the Station resident playboy, stuck his head in the door, startling Paula and temporarily bringing her back to her senses. “Have you seen Stephanie?” He asked, not seeing Claudia’s reflection in the mirror.
“No I haven’t Taz,” Paula replied for the both of them.
“That guy gives me the creeps,” Claudia said when he left.
“He’s fucked every woman who works here, probably even Tessa.”
“Tessa Mendez, our Station Manager? Don’t tell me, he’s even fucked you?” She questioned.
“Yeah, in a moment of weakness, I let him fuck me. Actually, he has fucked me several times. He isn’t all that great as he makes out to be. More talk and less action,” she joked. “Don’t ever sit on his couch in his dressing room, or he’ll be undressing you!”
“Thanks for the warning, but I imagine we’ll fuck eventually, just to try him out. Does Jerry know about Taz fucking you?”
“Yes he does, so I let him fuck around on me a few times to call it even. We don’t keep very many secrets from each other. I actually picked out two women for him to fuck,” she confided.
“Wow, you two are quite the sexy couple,” she smiled. Claudia didn’t want to reveal anything about what she and Dan do sexually.
“The sex stories I could tell you about this place, would make your pussy hairs curl, or straighten out, depending on what turns you on,” Paula joked.
“I’ve heard a few stories myself, and I don’t have pussy hair. I keep mine shaved. Oops, I guess that’s revealing more than I should be telling you,” Claudia blushed.
“That’s okay honey. I shave my pussy too, helps to cut down on the rashes from the heat living here, and I know a lot of men prefer a shaved pussy to a hairy one.”
“Is that speaking from experience with different men, before and after you married Jerry?” Claudia enquired.
“Yes, before and after I married him, but don’t tell anyone,” she whispered as if she could be overheard.
“I won’t say a word, we all have secrets of one kind or another,” she smiled as her thoughts turned to Kim, Tracy, Brooke, Stacey, Ian, and Cheryl, Karen and James, Ryan and Emma.
“Now where were we before our rude interruption, oh yes, you were about to feel my tits,” Claudia smiled at her. Paula’s hands were halfway down inside her bra when Claudia’s cell phone chirped, and she answered it, placing it on speaker.
“I want to fuck that beautiful pussy of yours, then eat you until you can’t stand cumming any longer,” the caller’s voice wanted.
“Is this my favourite obscene phone caller?” She smiled.
“You bet it is, plus I want to watch you fuck your pussy with your long dildo as you suck me off,” he added.
“Uh, Dan you should be careful what you’re saying. You are on speaker and I’m not alone.”
“Oops I’m sorry,” he apologized, laughing lightly.
“I’m not sorry at all,” Paula piped up loudly.
“Who’s with you?” Dan asked.
“Paula is giving me a wonderful neck and shoulder massage and about to feel my tits, before I go into town for my interview with Santa Claus.”
“Hi Paula, just a neck massage and tit feel?” He kidded.
“So far, that’s all. She has good hands,” Claudia smiled at Paula’s reflection.
“I hate to interrupt your fun, but I have disappointing news to pass on. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to be with you later today.”
“What’s happened, Dan? Are you okay?” She asked, worried.
“I’m fine, but I’m stuck here at Pearson Airport in Toronto. They’ve had a lot of freezing rain, and it’s playing havoc with all the flights in and out. My flight departure of 11:10 is already delayed.”
“It figures, that would be just our luck,” she expressed disappointment.
“Can you log onto Seeme so we can at least video chat while I wait for my flight?”
“I can for a few minutes. Wayne and I are going downtown to City Hall and interview kids about Christmas and some guy dressed up as Santa.”
Claudia stood from her chair, picking up her blouse. “Sorry, we have to cut our fun so short. I really enjoyed our massage and look forward to the next one, only longer and no interruptions,” she said, slipping on her blouse. She came to Pula, her blouse still open, hugged her with a light kiss on the cheek. “Thank you again, Paula, I love your hands on me. Maybe my next massage from you, I’ll take off my bra.”
Paula was in heaven and touched her cheek from Claudia’s kiss.
Claudia buttoned her blouse partway as she made her way quickly to her cubicle. Her workstation didn’t afford her very much privacy for the times she chatted with Dan on Seeme. She glanced around the portable grey fabric wall, seeing several male and female co-workers at their stations. She saw a request to chat from Dan was waiting and eagerly accepted it.
“Hi beautiful, you look nice and Christmassy dressed in red and white,” Dan smiled.
“Where are you?” She asked, concerned, scanning the background behind him.
“I’m sitting in the first class lounge at Pearson Airport in Toronto.”
Claudia loved to sneak Dan flashes of her tits and pussy when they chatted, and she unbuttoned her blouse again. Her heart would pump faster at the risk of being caught, or worse, seen fingering her horny pussy for him on her computer camera.
“I sure hope you can make it home to me soon,” she fretted.
“I see I don’t have to ask for a tit show anymore,” he smiled, seeing her open blouse.
“You know you can see my body anytime, even if it’s during our chatting.” She checked that no one was looking at her and slipped her tits out of her bra cups, offering her nipples to him. She needed Dan too much to care who saw her.
Paula had walked down the hall, carrying Claudia’s cell phone she’d left behind, and came around the corner. She covered her mouth to hide her sudden gasp. She could see Claudia sitting, facing her computer, with her bare tits showing. She quickly stepped back, far enough not to be seen but able to look at her and listen.
She had longed to see Claudia out of her bra and knew she had to very soon suck on those nipples she was gazing at. Claudia rocked side to side, pulling up her skirt. Her white lace panties now in view, she slid the elastic crotch aside, revealing her shaved pussy to Dan and unknowingly to Paula.
“I need you, Dan. I need you to fuck my horny pussy, then eat it until I can’t stand cumming,” she yearned.
Paula’s eyes widen in disbelief as she saw Claudia slip two fingers inside her pussy. She unconsciously licked her lips.
She hardened her nipples and fingered her pussy for an appreciative Dan and Paula. “I will fuck you good when I get my hands on you. I’ll take a Viagra and stay hard and fuck you for hours until you beg me to stop!”
“Stop it, Dan, you’re getting me hot for you already,” she said, licking her fingers, then returning them to her pussy.
The sight of Claudia pleasing herself and the dirty, sexy talk between them had Paula slipping a hand under her T-shirt and bra.
“I need you to fuck me good and hard up my horny ass,” Claudia desired.
“While we both watch as another cock fuck your wet pussy?”
“Yes, Dan you know what fucking my ass does to me. And I need you to find me a third cock to suck off and swallow his big load of cum! You can watch three men pleasing me at once, like you’ve seen me do before,” she needed.
“Maybe you can fuck James and Ryan again. You know how it turned you on so much to double fuck a father and son!”
“Yes, yes, and I need to eat Karen and Emma’s pussies. Mother and daughter pussy tastes so fucking good! And I need to suck off James and Ryan again, and watch you suck them off again and swallow their cum for me.” Her hand tempo increased as did her pulse.
“I will honey, we’ll get together with the Winslow’s very soon.”
Paula was going over the edge in exhilaration as she slid her other hand down inside her jeans. “So you’re not so innocent after all. You do like two and three guys to fuck you at a time. You like to eat pussy, and Dan gives blow jobs to guys?” She recited.
“And Dan, I miss eating a good young pussy. I need to eat Emma’s again, and watch you fuck that fifteen-year-old pussy! I miss my Kim and Tracy, and of course, our Brooke. I need you to fuck a woman and then I need to eat her pussy until she cums and she eats my pussy! I need to watch you fuck a woman then we eat each other’s pussy! Plus, I want to see you suck cock for me and swallow.” She was so turned on she didn’t realize she was repeating herself.
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Day dispossesses day, Moons hurry to be born And race to their decay. – Horace, Odes. L’Accademia di Santa Cecilia di Agrigento… 11am. “Ah yes, here it is.” Claudia smiled as she read the polished brass plaque to the right of the heavy iron door. The door was nestled in an old arched stone doorway in a quiet side street off Agrigento’s Via Atena. The sheer scale of the doorway suggested to her that it had been the entrance to a grand house, little of which was visible from the street. She...
At last methought that I had wander’d far In an old wood, fresh washed in coolest dew, The maiden splendours of the morning star Shook in the steadfast blue. – Tennyson. Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata, each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names, in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name, Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether. – Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? – Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Being greatly stirred, I turn to where I heard That whisper in the night, And there a breath of light Shines like a silver star. – Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row, a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless...
The Moon, who from the hilltop streams On each white face and throat her beams, The song-enchanted fellows send Their chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end. – Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door. But a door like no other. Moments before, it had appeared miraculously at the sound of her voice and now Claudia continued to stand looking at it, mutely, as though awaiting further instructions or some further miracle. She stood for several minutes and nothing happened then she took a...
How oft we saw the sun retire, And burn the threshold of the night, Fall from his ocean lane of fire, And sleep beneath his pillar’d light! – Tennyson, The Voyage. Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too...
Hoofdstuk 1. Langzaam blader ik de dagbladen door. Ik zit lekker warm in de bibliotheek en struin alle dagbladen door naar een baantje. Maar in de Hollandse dagbladen zit niemand op me te wachten. Ik heb wel een redelijke opleiding, maar verder niet bepaald een vak geleerd. Uit verveling en ook omdat ik nog geen zin heb om de kou in te gaan, pak ik een Duitse krant. Er zit een heel pak met advertenties bij, maar ze vragen van alles. Op de laatste bladzijde staan ook nog wat...
Bryant was only a few minutes away from the diner when his phone rang again. "When I said you would distract her that wasn't what I meant," Jan said. "Jesus Christ!" Bryant fumed. "She was like a dog in heat." "A bitch in heat," Jan corrected with a laugh. "At least you made it out of there with your virtue intact. But I have to tell you, I don't want those fingers anywhere near me until you dip them in acid or something." "I already scrubbed the hell of out them with the...
The Big Bosses had sent me away for a business trip to London.It would be just three days, but it was enough for me to invite my sweet Ana to come with me. My wife was delighted…During the second night after dinner, we both were sitting around the bar and talking to the barman, just a general chat about politics and soccer. The guy finally announced the bar was closing and if we wanted another drink, it would be ordered through room service.Anita was horny that night; so she dragged me to our...
This is so fresh I'm still sweating as I write. My MIL has just left after our weekly lovemaking session and this has been the wildest yet, in my opinion. It started normal enough, she said she had had a really hard day at work, so I rolled her onto her belly grabbed some lotion and started rubbing the kinks out of back. Each time my erect penis rubbed against the crack of her ass she instinctively pushed back(since our first time she has grown to love anal sex). Even though I really...
MatureThis story is open to anyone who wants to write a crossdressing story, it doesn't matter if it's an original story or a fanfiction. Please respect Chyoa's rules, so Bestiality, underage sex (younger than 18 years old) and extreme violence are not allowed. I would like to keep this story as organized as possible. For example, if you're writing a fanfiction, before you really start the story, make a chapter with the series the fanfiction is about in the title. Have fun!
NOTE: This is a postscript add-on to the series "Slow Reality." If you have not read the 14 parts of the original story, this will not make much sense and there would be spoilers here. Author's note: If you finished the last part already, and especially if you liked the ending, then you don't need to read what's below. Nothing about the final outcome changes. Reading the comments after posting the final part, it's clear that I didn't include enough about what happened with...
CHAPTER 1 Gene Sutherland was in a mood. Lisa Jack was already treating him like crap and they’d only dated three times. This was his midweek gym night she’d called to ask him to buy take-outs and eat with her and listen to her crappy music, not that she gave that label to her music. Gene entered the front door and yelled for Lisa and she yelled she was in her bedroom. He walked in the direction of her voice and saw her mom on the bed pulling on black stockings. Mrs Jack was wearing only a...
A while back, I needed help with some fencing along the back of my property. One day while strolling, I saw one of my neighbors and mentioned this in our conversation. He said his son needed to get out and do some work, so he said he'd send him over tomorrow. We agreed on a time for his son to meet me, and along I went. Having only moved here recently, I don't know my neighbors well, yet, but I hoped this guy's son could help.The next day, a young boy (he looked like he was four-teen) showed up...
‘I’m going to need new towels,’ he said. ‘We plan on staying here longer than expected.’ Slowly, she unbuttoned her brown uniform, first exposing her white bra and then her white bikini panty. The man turned to her to watch her unexpected strip tease. He watched her wiggle out of her uniform and stared at her when she stood before him in her bra and panty. ‘Devkumar,’ she whispered. The exhaust fan had removed enough smoke for her to see her God. He watched as she reached around and removed...
“OK: do you need me to resign or what?” I asked. “Oh no; not that - it is a State Department problem.” “There are all kinds of international agreements that cover embassies. One of those agreements says that an official of the government must be present at all times to carry out business of the guest country. If all officials of the guest country are removed and no official representative is present then the embassy must be closed,” the President replied. “The Ambassador and his assistant...
I awoke with a hard-on and an urgent need to relieve it. The house was quiet at six on a Saturday morning and I was fairly sure of my privacy. My two children had gone away with an aunt and uncle for the weekend. Allison, my live-in nanny, had been out late with friends and was likely still out or at least still sleeping. The nineteen year-old was a cousin of Claire, my late wife, and helped me out with the kids in return for room and board while attending the local university. Throwing my...
First TimeHi All, I am Ravi from Bangalore. I am 37 years married guy. I want to share one of my extra marital affairs for you. First let me know about my stats. I am 6ft tall 90 kgs, average built and good looking, wheatish in colour. Let me go to my experience. Since the age also going up I thought of maintaining health. I decided to reduce my weight, hence enrolled to a Unisex Gym nearby my house. I enrolled to it for 6 AM to 7 AM session, because after that I have to go to office. On my first day I...
Music that would be playing in the background is as follows: Marilyn Manson "Sweet Dreams", Korn "Freak on a leash", Three days Grace "a****l i have become" and NIN "Closer". This is the first annual haunted hay ride for adults only with only 2 wagonfulls of people per night so early reservations are strongly recommended! This is an erotic ride for the halloween season for very sexual people, such as myself, to dress up and participate in the roles you are given. During the heat of the...
As I began to waken the following morning -- Just as I reached that senseless half-awake half-asleep state where one usually finds you are wondering what day of the week it is. Well, I kind-a found that I was more than a little reluctant to actually open my eyes. And for more reasons than the two that I'd instantly become acutely aware of, because I could actually feel their warm bodies against mine. Yeah well, if you're old enough (and have been around the park a few times) to be able to...
Bre heard a familiar voice outside her office door and looked up to see Mitch standing outside talking with her assistant. “God, but he is beautiful,” she thought to herself. Her mind was immediately flooded with images from Wednesday night when he stopped at her house after work for a drink and didn’t leave until 2:00 AM. Her eyes roamed over his body; she remembered how great he looked completely naked, and she whispered, “Oh baby, you are a sex machine.” Mitch ended his conversation and...
First TimeKozlowski and most of his crew were getting bored once all of the pods except their five habitats had been moved from the ship to the small settlement on the planet or to the core structure of the space station that was being fabricated in orbit. Raw materials were pouring into the space station's replicator units from the planet below. It was more than a bit strange to watch the items being built "grow" out of the side openings of the industrial replicators. To pass the time, the crew...
In these past few weeks, I have been spending many hours at the local pub drinking the British beer and ogling the naked legs of the females with loose morals and little time for prayer to a proper God. My Polly gave me the comfort I needed in my home environment, but I knew my time with her would be limited because there would come a point when she would become dangerous to me because she knew too much about my activities and might possibly betray me to the authorities. Even now, a young...
Getting to Camden Yards -- even as a ticket-buying fan -- proved to be more difficult than I'd anticipated. My team had a game almost every night, and so did the Orioles. They were out of town half the time on road trips, and so were the Bowie Baysox. However, the times the Orioles were out of town and the times the Baysox were out of town didn't coincide. There was no correlation whatsoever. The schedule-makers, presumably, had a lot of complicated goals to accomplish, and avoiding...
i have been going out with my girlfriend jayne for 4years now and shes 19 and im 21 but i have always had a thing for elaine,Elaine is my girlfriends mum she has got brunette hair brown eyes and a real hot body shes 43 and we offten flirt i think she knows i fancie her, jaynes room backs on to elains and when we stop the night i can hear her moans and groans but jayne is normaly asleep by this point but she has no hubby or boyfriend so one night when jayne was asleep i could hear elaine moaning...
We decided to meet up at the club around 10 pm, since….as Kim said….”That’s when things get started”. Grant and I were pumped for the evening out, and around 8 pm we started to shower and get dressed for the night’s activities. As usually happens, Grant followed me into the shower and began lathering up my big, 34E boobs as I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. While Grant massaged and soaped my tits, I reached down and found his beautiful, thick, 8” cock and began sliding my...
Mera naam saraj hai main agge bhi bahat sari story likh chuka hoon jo ki sach much real hai aur yeh ek aur ghatna hai jo ki meri jindegi se juda hua hai…………. Tao meri kahani main meri bua unka umar near about 40 yers aur unka betti 18 sall ki hai yeh uss din ki baat hai jab main 27 sall la tha vi main 29 ka hoon…………meri bua ka ghar khargapura main hai aur main uss din unke ghar gaya tha ghumne ke liye…….. Meri bua ka ghar main meri bua unki beti manasi aur unka pati jani meri phupha ji ajit...
Blonde tattooed anal slut Dahlia Sky shows off her petite all natural body. She knows what guys want from her and she wants the exact same thing. Dahlia loves big cocks filling up her tight pussy and asshole. She wants to feel her tight backdoor stretched open and gaped after a huge cock pounds into her rough and hard. She can take it and she knows it. The harder and rougher the better. Dahlia’s dick for the day arrives to give her the ride of her life. He pounds her pussy up against the...
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xmoviesforyouSo I had lost my virginity to a beautiful Moroccan woman in Marrakech, she was an esc0rt, very beautiful with lovely big hips, golden skin with cascading thick black hair that went all the way down to her lovely big, phat ass. We had met in one of Marrakech's nightclubs that were full of these beautiful esc0rts that had the exact same features that she had. Of course, this was all totally taboo as it is forbidden to have sex not being married, and if we were caught no doubt the punishment would...
Jón got angrier as he rode. Part of this was because the pain of his wounds was increasing. "Why didn't you make the fuses like those on the grenades of your time? We could have been killed. You want to keep all the good things out of the reach of the barbarians but we have to have more. Even if we had a dozen hand grenades we could have taken all of them and Aagt would not have been hurt." "A few good things happened about this that you don't seem to comprehend." "What?" "Your...
“Well to be honest Mr Simpkins, you are correct. We’re not like other recruitment agencies — and that’s exactly why we have such a high success rate. If you are seriously interested in the role, I’m afraid you will have to make the time to come into our office for the preliminary screening interview, there’s no way around it.” I held the phone away from my ear, and could feel myself getting ruffled by the guy on the end of the phone. “Yes, I’m prepared to see you after work, 5.30pm on Friday...
My spirits were high as I drove East on Interstate 90 late that morning. I had everything in the world to look forward to. My residency in emergency medicine was nearly at an end, bringing a close to almost thirteen years of college, med-school, and intensive specialty training. Soon I would start making the big bucks and could begin paying off the huge loans that had resulted at a rate that was more than a pittance. More importantly, I would be on my own at last, blessed with all of the...
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the actual Harry Potter series, its author, characters or book and movie franchises. This story has not been sold or created for profit. Story Codes: mf, grope, hp, magic, oral, unif Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 3 – Lily Evans Is A Slut! by Avatrek ([email protected]) Hogwarts of 1976 was a very different Hogwarts of what Harry and Hermione had ever experienced. It was probably in large part due to the fact that both Harry...
In 2001 I worked front desk at a hotel near Clearwater Florida. They had a bar in the lobby, which they held karaoke a couple of times a week. Every now and then, one of the guests I was sleeping with would stop by and talk to me, but that's another story. Another woman , Denise, would come to sing karaoke religiously and she would also stop by the desk to talk to me. She was a BBW, about 35 and very pretty. Her tits weren't huge, and if she dropped weight, she would probably not have much at...
I was in a bikini, wearing big sunnies and a large, wide brimmed floppy sun hat, lying on a sun lounge beside Emma's pool. Emma and the k**s were away for the weekend and she'd told me to come over for a swim whenever I liked. I loved Emma's pool, I loved going swimming and cooling off in the pool on stinking hot summer days like this one. I had just been for a swim and I was lying back, legs apart, arms akimbo, drying off in the sunlight. I was feeling very laid back, very relaxed. I liked the...