Nandita To Nandini
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Even though we were well in to December, the usual thoughts of Christmas were watered-down, and the upcoming holiday would likely still be spent in the shadow of the tragedy in Dallas, only three weeks ago. At that point, most local television stations continued to have the assassination as their lead story every evening at 6:00.
I had just come out of that incredible day with Vi, who experienced those "firsts"with me – that made most of anything else that had happened seem of little importance. The rest of the weekend, whenever I was alone, I'd have my own visions of "an ideal holiday" ... one of me on my knees, eating Vi, who stood over me in only black stockings that came up just above her knee, with her holding a little whip in her hand ... another of Joann & Glenna playfully vying to see who could suck me better, as they took turns engulfing my entire Dick ... yet another of Carly, Bev and I in one of those great circles, repeatedly getting each other off, but straining to give more ... one of Barb aggressively directing Sung and her two (fantasy!) sisters in riding my Dick, sitting on my face, and sucking my balls – with the director of course getting in a few licks, herself! Oh yeah ... I even had a nightmare vision of being tied to a chair in a semi-dark room, with Christy Anne striding in wearing only boxing shorts – unleashing her monster breasts at me ... slapping me repeatedly in the face with each one, while yelling, "Give up, hon! ... OR, I'll nevah Stop!"
Scrambling back to reality, I did remember that I had promised Christy Anne that I would find a guy to hook up her back yard swing to the big tree. It took a couple of days of asking around, but it turned out that the Dad of one of my classmates was the owner of a carpentry/contractor firm. My guy said he would talk to his older brother, who was now working for their Dad. On Tuesday nite, a call came in from Kurt, the "older brother". My Mom did everything she could to get rid of him, before I got to her at the phone and pleaded – "it's for me"! So I made a plan with Kurt to come to my house the next afternoon at 4pm, and we'd head over to Christy Anne's and check out everything. I didn't dare go by to see/warn Christy Anne – I figured this time to take a body guard, following her "peep show" last time. Kurt turned out to be a big, strapping strong guy, who had finished High School, but went to work with his Dad, instead of going to College. We rode in Kurt's car (first class surprise... !), and parked on the street in front of Christy Anne's house. As we went to the front door, a man – oh yeah, her husband – came to the door, then went to fetch her. I hadn't seen him since the day I had introduced myself ... so for once, he was home. Christy Anne came to the front, smiled at me, but focused on Kurt. After I introduced the two, she said we could go out back, look at the swing and the big branch, and let her know what we could do.
Kurt expertly took a look at the Swing and the branch, then climbed back down saying "Great Knockers" ... that one threw me for a second, but I recovered and told the big guy "right". Then getting some measurements, he said "You tappin' that?" I pretty much knew what he was asking, so I just muttered, "not interested, she's a little crazy ... and very married, too". He kept calculating, but said "it's never stopped me before, I mean, they all want it as much as WE do." I just laughed, saying " ... you could be right" ... So we put everything back, and then went to the back door ... Kurt previewed his next step with "watch this"...
Christy Anne was at the door in a few seconds, and she put her eyes directly on Kurt, who told her what it would take and how great it would look ... He told her "we" were busy until Saturday, when we could come in and do the job about 9am – Christy Anne suggested 9:30 was better, because "her three boys would be at Soccer already, and not back 'til about 3:30pm..." Kurt finally stopped giving her the combo stare & smile, and said, 'we'll be here... " When we reached the car, he fisted me on my left leg, saying "could you tell... ?" I thought and said, "tellll..." "She wants me really bad ... she's not getting what she needs from that jerk" So I countered with "and you can tell all that?" He proclaimed "She's on fire, and ready to be Fucked ... maybe even Saturday – you saw how she looked all over me, right?" All I could offer up was... "uhhhhh..." But by now my new contractor bud was on a roll ... We stopped in front of my house, and he said, "OK, here's the plan, pal ... I'm here at 9:00 with all the stuff we need ... then we go over there, make sure she's alone, and bring her out to give her a look at the job, then she goes in, we get it almost done, you stay there – but I go to the door, give a little knock, and if it's open, I go in, check out to see if she's free – and the rest should be easy ... don't worry about it, I GOT this. Let's just say, she gets it from ME, and then maybe both of us – you done that yet, team up on a babe?" Now it was time for me to stare, but by then, I had my right hand on the door, getting ready to jump out. I did exit, then leaned back in the open window. "NO joke, huh... ?" He just smiled and said, "I want those knockers, and then the pussy should fall right into place ... you'll see ... she's damn hot, and needs a good FUCK ... So we do a job on the tree, get things ready, then I go in and "MAYBE" change her day..." I couldn't top any of that, so I just said "guess I'll see you Saturday..."
When I walked around to the back, ready to go inside and think about Kurt and everything he was "predicting", I saw Barb sitting halfway up their back steps. I threw up my hand, but she was already walking up to the fence. That was my cue to go down and see what was up with her.
She came up with a faint smile, then told me the latest. "You remember the house where we had the good times?", then getting my nod, she kept going... "OK, and you remember too that the girl who gave me the key for awhile ... she's the real estate man's daughter ... so now, the young couple is NOT moving in, so..." and with me thinking maybe Barb was about to suggest a new adventure there for us ... she rolled on... "OK, I see what you are thinking, but this is different ... this Girl has been watching Sung & I talking at class, walking around, touching here and there, and everything else, and ... well, she KNOWS, I mean ... she thinks she has figured out that we are spending time together and maybe that we are..." I just countered with... "OK, so..." But then Barb got a bit stern, and trying to keep her composure, said "Well Mary got me to sit down with her yesterday after class, and she says she has been wondering for some time if she might like to try it with another Girl..." It was at this point that I suggested we take a seat on both our sides of the fence. "So what does it all mean? I know it's not something you really want to get out, but WHAT is this Mary friend saying?"
Barb informed me that Mary calmly admitted that she wanted to experiment ... with her ... which got me down on one elbow. "And OK, she wants you to meet her at the house, lock the door behind the two of you, and ... she can then find out ... I guess?" Barb nodded her head, and said "I just don't know how to feel about it all, it just came out of nowhere ... then I started feeling like I owed her a favor back, for getting us the house last month..." I told Barb it seemed complicated. Barb came back with "I know she loves dick and boys already, so – well I've seen her in the parking lot always with one guy or another, and they get in his car, and... " I stepped it up with " Go FUCK, is what you mean " ... then I thought I'd caught on – "she wants to bring a boyfriend there, too?" Barb stared in space for a second, but then said, "I asked her that, but she said I should bring the boy that I had there before..."
So the rest was not that hard to figure out. I asked about Sung, but Barb said she wanted to keep her away from this. I had a quick flashback of Barb's description of them "scissoring together", but Barb broke up that thought with "Sung spends any time she can with her daughter at the park, going for ice cream, shopping, all those things." In the next two minutes I carefully put together some curious-type questions for Barb, and found that she and Sung were spending a lot of time together, to watch TV, cuddle, have dinners together, and learn more about each others' needs. When I stopped that line of questions, Barb said, "OK, what do think about "doing her" with me... ? I mean, she is pretty, and you'd probably want to Fuck her anyway, and besides, I might get my hands on you at some point while we're there – and it HAS been awhile. Sitting right here I'll tell you that just talking about all this makes we want to take you in there (my basement) and Fuck Your Brains Out ... you are still the only Dick I want inside me, while I'm figuring out where I'm going..." Then, impatiently, she said, "So, why don't you just say YES, then we just go over there and get it done?"
I went into MY think tank for a second as I looked away – and with flashes of my "ideal Christmas" being shoved aside by the new curiosity over "Kurt's Plan" and "Mary's Experiment" ... I looked back at my mentor, and said "OK, let's help her find out..." Barb gave me a sideways look, then smiled and said, "I will get back to you as quick as I can..." When I slipped back up the hill, I realized that at some point in Barb's and my talk, my Mom had gone out on errands – it was a rare day that she didn't stop to BEG on me for something, especially if she thought I might be enjoying a free moment with a friend, a neighbor, talking on the phone ... take your pick. So though I turned on the TV in the living room, I left the sound off, and raring back into the recliner (HER recliner), I mulled over the events of the morning. Kurt's plan I figured was doomed to fail, but it could be interesting to watch from a distance ... there was NO WAY I would let myself get involved in a situation with a (possibly crazy) married woman, whose husband might show up at any second – and find two guys pounding his Wife in their kitchen ... UH UHN. End of story ... I figured if things went south on Saturday, with me way out at the far end of the lot finishing up the swing, I could not go wrong ... Then I shifted to this new situation with Barb. It was easier to picture ... the day would be set, we'd go there, meet this girl, and do the best we could to answer her questions – even though it might mean that I would be just standing by, watching – I knew that I really got into seeing two good looking Girls ... well, RELATE to each other.
The school week came and went without highlights, with me touching bases with Carly (hand-to-hand contact when we passed on the school yard); and catching a glimpse of Vi, who gave me the warmest wave from just up the street. Noticeably absent from the scene were Joann and Glenna, whose cars were gone from their driveways. I know, maybe those two were away, planning "My Christmas Present"! ( dream on, son ).
On Thursday, the day after Vi waved to me, I got home and decided it was time for a walk up the hill. To be truthful, I wanted to take full advantage of the next meeting with her ... and make her CUM again. I knocked at her back door, she came to answer, and opened it without any words, closing it behind her and leaning on the back of the door. I had moved maybe three steps into the kitchen, but seeing her in that pose was all I needed – I smiled as I walked into her arms for our first little "hello" kiss. That kiss led to a french one that made the trip up the hill worthwhile, since it included her left leg going up, and getting tucked around my hips. "Do you know what I want right now?" was what she whispered in my ear. "Can't Wait..." was the most obvious answer I had. Vi went straight to the couch, and started tossing cushions on the floor and – though I would have liked watching her do all the prep – I decided I'd pitch in and help. The bed cover -- in fact, more than I remembered – was now stacked at the far end of the couch, and we managed to get it all in place on our bed. Vi effortlessly stripped, showing me her perky little tits, and sat on the end of the bed ... and much to my surprise, started unbuckling my pants. She let them drop, had me step out of them, then rubbed her face across the pouch holding my Dick. She let my briefs fall and taking my Dick in both of her hands, looked up and said "I've been waiting for this all week ... I want to love you back, and make you feel good, too... ,"
My Dick was beginning to stiffen out, getting a appreciative UMMMM from Vi. "Show me what you want..." she said, rubbing the head of my Dick across her closed eyes. I knew she was going for another first ... but before I could comment, she took as much of me as she could into her warm, wet mouth. AHHHH! came from my mouth, so shocked was I at the great feeling she'd given me. Without looking up, she started licking all parts of me, saying "tell me word-for-word what to do ... that is, if you want me to Fuck You " I sucked in air, as she sucked me in, eyeing me for instructions. I took her very, very seriously ... and told her to take it inside, and slip her tongue under it ... then to open her mouth just enough where I could push it down on her tongue, on the way out. When her mouth was free – for I dragged out the time as much as I could – she smiled and kissed it on the very end. "Please tell me", I appealed to her, "do you could really like doing this?" She took me in again, this time quickly saying YES and making me feel the vibration of her single word on my shaft. I pulled out, and HAD to bend over her for a KISS. She stretched her tongue out to meet me, making the KISS shoot electricity through my entire body. I stuck around for more of her lips and tongue, with her saying "I'm not letting go..." as she squeezed my Dick.
Then when I straightened up, she started giving me little playful kisses on my stomach, just above the hair over my Dick – but STILL holding on to me very TIGHT. Then the feeling was too much for me, and even though she was NOT pumping me, I could feel something building within, and rising, and ready to shoot. It felt so good I was forced to go thru with it ... I yelled "watch out!", maybe trying to save it from splashing on her face and hair, but she opened her mouth and gave it an immediate hot target. The force was just too much, so I just started FIRING.
She jerked in reaction to the first well-aimed spurt, but closed over the next ones, as if she was trying to snuff out the flames of a fire. The more I shot, the more Dick she took. My knees were getting so weak ... I had to take hold of her shoulders to stay upright. I started falling to her left, onto the bed, but SHE STILL did NOT LET GO, following me to my back with her mouth locked on to me ... As soon as she saw me look up, she started bobbing up and down on me with a frenzy – something no woman had done to me with such intensity, ever. So I extended a hand to the top of her head, saying "more?". She mouthed an "UH HUH" that gave my shaft another humming vibration. She slowed down a little so we could both catch some air, then slowly began to build the pumping again. I realized that I did (amazingly) have more, and I told her so. She opened her mouth enough to say "I want IT", which was all I needed to hear to start cooperating and start MATCHING her efforts. When I hit peak again, I ordered her to "BE STILL, DON'T MOVE", before stopping all movement myself, so I could deliver 2-3 little spurts to her tongue. I honest to God felt my eyes roll back, and putting my hands to my face said "You're KILLING me" ... she reacted by letting go of me completely, and flipping over on her back. When I opened my eyes, she was using both hands to shove the cream back into her mouth, from her chin and cheeks. I was in a state of total exhaustion, but managed to say "How?"... "Thank you, beautiful Girl" ... she thought a few moments and said, "y'know, I feel more like a woman now than I can remember ... ever."
I put my arms around her and received her warm, sweaty body ... the only thing I could say at that point was, "I'm not sure I've got anything left to give you..." She snickered as she sank down into my chest. But sure enough, wanting this woman more than I had dreamed, I knew I was only moments from going down on her. When I then worked my way down her side and legs, only to come back up inside them with my lips, Vi adjusted the pillow – this time UNDER her head – and just faced straight up, to wait for that special touch to her pussy. I saw no reason to waste time, so I skipped up, cupped her hips very gently in my palms, and entered my tongue into a pussy with beautiful, thick hair, that was completely saturated. I explored her so very slowly, trying not to miss the tiniest of folds and creases. Her hands went to the top of my head, and I heard her say, "Davey, I told you... ' what I just did, I have been thinking about every single day this week ... I just had to show you how warm, and loved YOU made ME feel last Saturday ... you turned my day around, you turned my week around ... and – OHHHH ", making her first sound in reaction to my tongue. She arched her head up, and wrapped both legs tightly around my neck ... but not SO tight that she couldn't rub my cheeks gently on both sides. Our eyes met, and I said "more?" She flopped her head backward, and said "Oh ... HELL – OHHHH – FUCK YESSSS", then she took up the rhythm I had started. Her face started turning left and right, with her saying PLEASE a couple of times, before her mouth slowly opened wide, for a gentle, then definite scream upward into the room... "GODDDDD!" At that, I shot up her body and we locked into an embrace that just seemed would never end.
We rested a while, but never completely stopped moving our hands on each other. Then the moment came that I started kissing her again, then playing with her pussy a little, and I knew we were starting up for a final jolt together – at least I was going to TRY. I pulled her up on top of me, with her taking that wonderful position – straddling me, with her divided pussy gliding over the under side of my Dick. I played with her nipples a little, then let her lick my fingers before I continued. Then I ask her to put HER fingers on her nipples – "but I never..." SHHH, was the signal I gave her, then I took both sets of fingertips in my mouth and got them wet, before putting them on her nipples. She slowly came to know the sensation of how good they felt there, then without any direction from me, Vi switched hands to the each opposite nipple – after licking them first ... damn good student. Then I said "Lick them again", before I took her right hand and put her two central fingers on her clit ... she had plenty of moisture there, and seemed to get into touching herself, from the very start. So then she started putting her fingers in my mouth, and putting one hand up to take care of her tits, leaving the other hand to rub her clit.
The more she did it, the deeper she breathed. Until finally, she put her second hand on her clit, starting to grab herself, while lurching on top of me ... and then this wonderful 35-year old brought herself to climax, with a loud, very surprised GASP ... Before she collapsed on me, she had the presence of mind to feel my hard Dick moving, "wanting" to be put inside her. When she got me home, I rolled her over, and started pounding her. I knew that even though I might shoot a BLANK in the end, it would still feel GREAT for both of us. Vi picked up the pace, and just gave herself to our FUCK completely – hoisting her arms well above her head, and throwing her legs almost straight up, and over my shoulders. I took a top-to-bottom look at this completely beautiful, naked body in my care ... When she CAME, it was as if there was a loud BANG in the room, as we both let out a YELL. I'm not sure if I fired a complete blank, for something seemed to escape my body, and find its way into Vi. What an incredible hour, and what sweet kisses she gave me, starting at the tip of my glistening Dick, and going all the way north to my forehead! Vi made it clear to me that she was making up for all the lost time in her life. When the moment finally came that I had to leave -- or have to come up with a cock-n-bull excuse for sneaking back in after dark ... we had a few minutes of reflection time with each other, and said we'd have a special holiday meeting as soon as we could ... she lovingly said it might be the Christmas she had been waiting for...
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Kurt pulled over down below Christy Anne's house, to get a visual angle up the hill, and check to see if it looked like "Dad and Boys" had motored to Soccer for the day. So my new "mentor" gave me the plan once again ... that we would prep the swing, he would go to – or THROUGH – her back door to report the job done, then try to sweet talk this lady into sex. I would do pick up chores, then in a few minutes, come in behind him and join them, in whatever way I could help Fuck her. The moment was coming soon for us to get out of the car, and I was getting shaky over this whole plan. Christy Anne appeared at her back door, was pleasant – AND her breasts were resplendent in a mint green top, nipples and all. Kurt elbowed me on the way to taking our tools to the tree, saying "like I said, piece of cake, this Bitch can't wait to get her hands on me..."
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I got in a few "licks" with the guys at our daily Football clash at the park. Most days, 12-15 guys showed up to kick some butt -- there were some highly competitive games. This whole type of thing was later to be called "male bonding" – HA! I walked home with the usual bruises, and brushed by my Mom quickly, hoping she might not notice my dirty jeans, and any scratches I brought back from battle. It was now fully dark, and she was watching TV ... not a word was exchanged between us the...
The highlights of Driver Training on this day? ... the section of the Manual covering upkeep of the car, the need for insurance coverage, and other little tidbits ... plus, sarcastic glances exchanged between the little high school "snit" Judy and me ... and of course, further examination of "The Fruits of the Spirit". Certainly Mr. Wilder kept the 90 minutes interesting. All I could think of was edging closer to having a license and "wheels" in my driveway. On Thursday, 20 others and...
I'm on the bus headed for school. The night before, I could NOT concentrate on "studies" ... for, all I could think of was being at Sung's house, getting her to melt in my arms, and then watching two beautiful sexy women not just experiment – but go after each other. I had learned more about life, people, and SEX in the past few weeks, than any "book learnin' " could ever have taught me. I know I'm repeating, but all my braggart buddies at school were dying to be with a girl – hell,...
Laura seemed to be the perfect partner for Mary and I. She was very attractive, full of passion and curiosity, and was becoming more aggressive to get and give sexual satisfaction. She was comfortable with both of us, at any time. I woke up super early on Tuesday morning, and those were the thoughts that I had to start the day. As I lay in bed, with it still dark outside, I celebrated the terrific weekend, and a killer Monday afternoon. I had plenty of time to go down my mental checklist of...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
This was to be a HUGE WEEK for me ... on Thursday, I would turn "16" and roll with all those new benefits! I wasn't exactly what they were, but I'd heard rumors. Hell, I was already living a great life. My personal interests ran easily ahead of the BEGGING at home, so I just figured life could only get better. My agenda for the week included learning just what had happened with Barb on Saturday, burying my tongue between the large breasts of Glenna, learning more about the tall, slim,...
I got grilled, or maybe it was teased (?), when I got home from the Mall. Bear in mind that my Mom believed I'd never had anything like a "date" in my life. Though technically she was correct – she had no inkling of what I HAD DONE in my life, especially in the past three months. Not wanting to tell an out-n-out LIE, I simply said that I did get to see the foreign exchange student from Brazil there, and that she was a 7th grader and very smart. Good ... a very convenient little half-truth...
The great CUPCAKE MYSTERY continued unsolved, going into Monday. But I had to lay it aside for focus on Higher Learning. It was now mid-November, with the days getting shorter, and me enjoying life at "16". Bev (this time not accompanied by Carly) confirmed that they would be at my basement door no later than 3:30, and how much both of them were looking forward to it. To which I reacted, "and she wants to put me in her mouth – and possibly swallow my Cum... ?" I think that stark question...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
The afternoon with Carmen was terrific ... I really liked her innocence, and the drive this girl had shown in our lovemaking. It still seemed unbelievable to me that this shy, nearly backward young girl that I had met only a couple of weeks ago could have turned into such a sensual, sex-hungry girl ... she was looking better to me every time we were together. At the same time, I saw that the circumstances surrounding us, along with her parents' decree on her dating request, would keep things...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestAt Saturday morning breakfast, I was able to weasel out of the "haircut gig", by telling my Mom that I really needed to get up the hill and clean the house, so that potential buyers could take a look at it. Luckily, my stepfather was there to back me up, saying that the Lady had put a lot of trust in me – and that I couldn't let her down. So, very reluctantly, the Queen Mother eased up on us a little. When she left the table to start Laundry detail, it gave us guys a chance to catch up. I...
The excitement of the week had drained me – both mentally and physically – enough that I crashed at 10:00pm Saturday night. But Sunday was a new day, and after a full breakfast (hotcakes included), and a long shower, I was ready to rock. It was cloudy and cold, making the bike ride to Mary's house a chilling experience. Both cars were there, when I rode around back and knocked. Mary opened the door with a lightly sarcastic, "Well ... remember me... ?" Before I could come up with a clever...
So I'm at the Dinner table, taking in everything my Mom is saying ... and though I am nodding in agreement, my mind is still downstairs in that Basement. I had just been with a Girl for the first time – I didn't know that at 15, whether I was running behind, or getting in there about average age ... but if the stories all my Guys told in the school yard were true, I knew I couldn't be ahead of anybody in the Sex Department. No, I didn't Fuck her, but I still felt GREAT ... I saw her...
In 1963, we had the makings of a very different Christmas ... with 8 days to go before the 25th, students were sent home, not to return until Monday, January 6 ... a long break. Moms were in the stores buying Christmas gifts for family members, reacting to being lured in by the usual festive window displays: Christmas trees, Santa, Snow scenes, and mannequins decked in Red & Green. Yet at the baseline of seemingly any and every store were small-to-medium sized American flags, and the...
Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
I got a shout-out from next door... "HEY, let's go... !" I looked down the hill, and here was this short-haired blond standing on her back porch, doing a little "groove", shaking something in her right hand. Huhh? ... I moved closer to the fence, she walked up the hill. BARB had cut her hair, from near shoulder length to just long enough to curl around her ears. The new hairdo had streaks of brown in it, and she was wearing hoop earrings – damn, very sexy! I was laughing, and very...
There was an incredible amount of reflection, as I "lounged" in bed on Saturday ... somehow I had overslept – fatigue? – and it was 7:50 when I first looked at the clock. I heard nary a word from the rest of the household, so I determined that I would stay in this comfortable spot until forced to give it up. Friday had been an incredible day, highlighted by the two new girls. Joy turned out to be every bit the sexpot she'd advertised. And Carmen had done a total 180' spiritually ... well,...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
I remember putting my hands behind my head on Monday morning, with a bunch of thoughts rolling through my mind. Because of the events of Friday, this had become an extended weekend, but it was certainly no time for enjoyment. I couldn't believe that it was 7:20am, and I had not yet been ordered to GET UP. I put on a robe and walked through the house, discovering that my Mom must still be asleep ... just another sign that it was a strange and uneasy time. So I eased back to my bedroom, shut...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
I hustled out of the basement at Bev's house at roughly 5:10pm. As I passed by Barb, still sitting on the porch, I said "you're a Trooper" and "Thank you Ma'am". I got an amused but dirty look, and the question "Five Hours?!?"... "You really owe me now". As I dragged my mower behind me, I looked back at her and mumbled "I'll get my Rest". I was exhausted at the mid-point of this Holiday weekend, not only physically but mentally. It would be many years later, at the end of an...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
December had arrived ... so as I got ready to head down for the bus, several thoughts were running thru my head. Of course I was still living in the glow of the three incredible days that had just passed, ranging from the "illicit" trip to Howard Johnson's with the very hungry Joann, to being FLASHED out of my mind by the unpredictable, I guess "raunchy" Christy Anne. Neither was I forgetting the three-ways with the younger girls, OR, the older girls. Thoughts of Vi were there too, as I...
After the very, very pleasant early a.m. with Mary, I pedaled to the Grocery store. My mind was all over the place, going from driver "ed". to Carly, to ways to make winter cash, to Carmen, and several times – to the deposit I had eased into Mary's mouth just moments ago. When I hit the parking lot of the market, it popped in my little peanut brain that – DUH – somebody I know works here ... and I started to wonder if Laura might be around mid-morning on a Saturday. And sure enough ......
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
What a dazzling start to my holiday season ... missions were more than accomplished in Bev's basement and Mary's safe (haaa) house. And on this Thursday night, I lay in bed thinking about how fantastic it would be to touch Glenna again, the very next morning. I had spent the afternoon on my bike, fetching the great plastic cups for an investment of less than $10 ... I had shown one to my Mom at the dinner table, telling her what they were for. She registered no real response, so I just said...
When Laura left, Mary commented "I think we may have a new partner" ... my contribution to that was "everything you do turns to GOLD", as I hugged her from behind. Mary held my arms in place around her waist, and I added, "That went about as well as we could have imagined, huh?" In my arms, she nodded in the affirmative. "The other night at dinner, she was at loose ends ... Laura even shared with me that most guys she'd been around treated her as ' one of the boys ' – something...
It had been an exciting weekend ... the session with Maria all but convinced me that her only desire was to be touched and treated like a woman, rather than trying to leverage some sort of personal agenda. Even bigger than that was spending the important time with Carly on Sunday, and getting her agreement (and more) that we could continue to meet with and explore possibilities with other girls. When I got out of the shower and sat down for breakfast Monday morning, my Mom was already...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Recuperating at home after a traumatic event which had laid me sort of bed bound, which my wife Corinne and I loosely translated from hospital speak to mean bed rest. I was happily catching up on catchup TV some sports events and some not so sporting programmes like Naked Attraction, which luckily for me, and because my wife wouldn’t watch them, were on late night schedules. The lounge was my domain for about three days, and with complete disregard for tidiness and what would the neighbours and...
Jacquelyn’s death was not unexpected, but that didn’t lessen the blow for her family and friends. A life was taken too soon from this world, and our only comfort was that she died peacefully in her sleep, without pain or suffering, and surrounded by those who loved her. Amanda wasn’t just the most beautiful, the most intelligent, and the most kind-hearted person I knew, and would ever know; she also possessed an inner strength that was like a rock against endlessly crashing waves. My wife...
Alessandra looks like a teen with her tiny tits and slim figure with a boyish tight bottomAlessandra is in practise a lesbian but no-one believes her here as she is fan of ChastityAlessandra loves to look at that ugly sex slut as she is being banged by big brown bananasAlessandra is afraid of anal sex but loves to come watching Chastity's back-door big bangsAlessandra will be on our cameras all weekend while I abuse her with pretty Petra, my great granddodAlessandra will be our willing victim...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...