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We had been married for eight years. My wife Shelly was just as beautiful, if not more, as the day I first met her. Her long blonde hair almost reaches the small of her back. I help her brush it at times and I am always amazed at how silky soft it is. Her tight, toned, and firm body always turns me on too.
Our sex life, while not wild and unusual, was good. We had sex about every day unless one of us was sick. She had many times sucked me until I almost came in her mouth, but usually, if it went past my being able to stop, she would pull away and use her hand to jack me off.
She had in the past swallowed my cum on occasion, but really didn't care to. We often tried new positions, sometimes getting very athletic at times. She really loved to have me take her doggie-style, especially when I would finger her tight little bottom at the same time.
Once we started to try anal sex, but it hurt her too much. She told me that anal sex would probably never happen for us because it was too painful. Not even with her love for me. I loved the tightness and feeling of heat there while fingering her. I often pushed for anal sex, but she had so far said no way to that.
We openly talked about fantasies, which, when we were first married we didn't. Over the years we had gotten more trusting of each other and then to jazz up the sex life we began to talk about our sexual fantasies.
When we could we would act them out, and while not always great, they were good. At one time or another we had talked about others joining in with us but those fantasies we never acted on. I think we didn't because we were both afraid deep down that the other might like the third partner more than us.
Just after our eighth anniversary I took Shelly out for dinner. It was a Friday night and we went to an upscale restaurant. Shelly dressed to kill, her choice of cloths enhancing her very hot body. I could see men staring at her as she would walk by them.
She had no bra on, so her breasts swayed a bit as she walked. Her toned and seductive ass invited one to reach out and touch her. I was right behind her and knew that if I hadn't been she would have been groped several times on our walk to our table.
She had braided her hair into one long pony tail and it had some colorful ribbons laced in it. I could see that it was touching her back almost slipping into her dress at one point. Her body was totally exposed except for where the shoulder straps held the scanty little material that made up the sides covered her ribs.
The cut in front and back dropped as low on her as I had ever seen. I could see her belly button in front and her tailbone in back. When I had put my hand on her back walking into the restaurant, I had discovered that she had no panties on too. This knowledge gave me an instant erection.
To my memory, she had never gone without panties and rarely without a bra. To know that all she had on was the black cloth of her scanty dress almost drove me to taking her right back to the car to fuck her right then and there.
We ate, and as we waited for the waiter to bring the check, Shelly sat back in her seat. Secluded as we were in the back of the place, she began to tease me. Her bare foot ran up my leg and began to press against my crotch. She put her arms out on the bench seat's back and spread them wide. This pose coupled with the deep cut to her dress caused her nipples to just begin to show.
My erection was quickly becoming painful and I was looking desperately for the waiter. I want to get the check, pay it and get the hell out of there so I could get Shelly somewhere where we could really play.
Suddenly a voice came over my shoulder. A stranger had walked up behind me and stepped around the post next to where I was sitting, seeing my wife's very enticing pose. He whistled and in a soft drawl complimented her.
'Honey, you have the greatest breasts I have ever 'almost' seen. You're nipples look good enough to eat. I'll bet you that your man here is one lucky son of a gun.'
Shelly blushed and pulled her arms in to cover her chest up. I smiled and just shook my head in agreement to his observation. He glanced at me and evidently took my smile as permission to say more.
'Oh honey, don't do that. Don't cover up those beauties. You need to show them to the world 'cause they're something to be real proud of. What are they? I'd guess 36 D's plus a little bit. Am I right?'
I was a bit surprised at his forwardness, and amazed at his accuracy of size guessing. He hit her breast size on the head. Shelly was a 36 D, edging toward a double-D cup. She usually wore a bra because her nipples, while small in diameter, stuck out like little poles.
She had mentioned once that if she didn't wear a bra they would stick out hard from the stimulation of cloth rubbing on them. I had measured them once and when hard they were just over three quarters of an inch long.
Shelly was red faced now. Her blush had traveled down to almost reach those breast's she was futilely trying to hide. The man had stepped up closer and stood between us, me on his left and her on his right.
He was about six foot tall, slender yet broad shoulders. His stomach looked like it was flat under his shirt and he looked to be in shape. He looked at me and winked before apologizing for being rude.
'Hey, I am sorry little lady. I didn't mean to embarrass you. You have the finest set of... breasts I have seen in a long time and I couldn't help myself. I am apologizing to you too buddy. I can tell that you must be husband and wife... the rings and all. If she were my wife I don't think I would let her out of the house. Nope. I'd keep her inside away from any other men for sure.'
'I'm not embarrassed. I was just showing my husband what he was getting later and didn't mean to show anyone else. I'm just surprised that's all. You caught me off guard.'
'Ma'am, you caught me off guard for sure. I usually don't make comments like I just did unless I am very surprised. You're one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Honest.'
My wife looked across the table at me with a look of lust and pleasure. I looked up at him then back at her. I had an idea suddenly and I was debating if I should or shouldn't attempt to put it into action.
'Hey, would you like a drink? My wife and I were just done and waiting for the check. I think there is a nice bar right around the corner. On me.'
"Well, that sure would be great. Does that bar have a dance floor too?'
'Um, yes I think they do. We will pay the check and be right along directly. It's about half way down the street on your left. Can't miss it.'
'I'll be waiting. I hope that you will give me a dance little lady. That would make my whole day for sure. To have such a beauty in my arms if only for a minute.'
My wife was stammering trying to catch my eye. I didn't look at her thinking that I had to do some fast talking now to convince her to go to the bar with me and have that dance with this stranger.
He left us, heading right out the door. Shelly looked at me like I had grown a second head or something.
'James, what are you doing? Inviting him to have a drink with us. We don't usually go to a bar and have a drink. Have you lost your mind? After he more than obviously told us he likes my breasts you invite him for a drink? We don't even know his name for crying out loud.'
'Shelly, calm down. It's just a drink and a dance. It doesn't have to be anything other than that if you don't want it to be.'
'What are you saying James? You're not... You are not thinking... James! Surely you are not thinking of this going anywhere else are you?'
'Shelly, please, it's just a drink with a good-looking man who is interested in you. I am not saying that you have to do anything. I was just thinking... well... if you were to want to... you know... that I wouldn't... '
'JAMES! You can't be serious. We don't even know this man. While he may be quite good-looking, I don't know him at all. He could be a serial killer or rapist for all we know. Oh God, I can't believe that you would suggest that... '
'Hey hey hey, wait a minute. I am suggesting only that we go have a drink or two with him, get to know him a bit. You can dance with him once or twice. Then, maybe, if you feel good about it... as long as I am there the whole time and everything. I mean, we have talked about this in the past. I guess I am willing to let you try out someone else just to see if... '
'I love you. I don't need anyone else James. You are all I need and more.'
'This guy is pretty hot looking Shelly. I could see that you looked him over pretty well even while you were so embarrassed. I think that you would look so hot on top of him. As long as you didn't fall for him or something like that... I mean... as long as you still loved me afterwards, and stayed with me, well, to tell you the truth I would love to see you with another man.'
She was looking at me with an incredulous 'I can't believe you are asking me to do this' look. I smiled and took her hands in mine. Looking deeply into her eyes I tried my last shot at a fantasy we had both thought and talked about.
'Look, you are my wife and I love you so much that to lose you would kill me. I also love you so much that I would let you be with another man especially if it enhanced our love life too. I would love to see you in his arms, naked. I will still love you afterwards and I won't think anything of you other than you are my lover, my wife and my best friend. You don't have to do this if you really don't want to or if it doesn't feel right to you. I would like you to at least give it some thought. If you decide not to, we have a drink and a dance. If you decide to try it, we all go together to a motel and try something new and maybe sexually enlightening.'
'You won't think I am a slut or a whore if I should do something with this guy?'
'No, of course not.'
'You won't get mad or jealous and do something stupid in the middle of something if, and that is a very big if, I were to let him have me?'
'I promise that if I get jealous or upset for any reason, I will go in the bathroom and wait it out until you are done. If you should do something.'
'Well, it is just a dance and a drink otherwise. I will still have my main man to take me home and fuck my eyeballs out too. Are you absolutely sure about this James? I don't want to do this and then have you divorcing me or calling me a slut or whore afterwards.'
'I promise you right now Shelly. I will not call you any names, unless you want me to. I will not divorce you. I love you more than life itself but I think that this may be the greatest adventure we ever attempt. If you did do something and liked it, this could open up a whole new level of intimacy for us. If it all goes to hell and isn't a good experience for us then we never do this again. I promise you that I will still love and cherish you after Shelly.'
I was so wound up inside as I came to the realization that Shelly was actually thinking about trying another man in front of me that I was about to cum in my pants. I could tell I had put her fears to rest for the most part. Now I could see her thinking about that man who was waiting just around the corner and down the street.
She got up and taking my hand she pulled me up close to her. Putting her arms around me tightly she kissed me hard. Her tongue drove into my mouth as she crushed our lips together. Breaking away with a rush of breath she looked into my eyes with a long and deep intimacy of knowing me as long as she had.
'You really do want this don't you?'
'Yes'
'What if something went wrong? You know... what if I were to fall for him or something? Have you thought of that James? Not that I would, but we have both read those stories about couples who have done this. In some of them the wife has gone head over heels for the lover or lovers as the case may be. Have you thought of that?'
'Yes. That has been my biggest fear, but right now I feel that it is right and you won't leave me. I also don't think you would hurt me in any way either. I am willing to take the chance right now. Later I may chicken out, but right now I am willing. Please don't get love bitten though Shelly. I truly meant what I told you, I would die if you left me or treated me poorly afterwards.'
'I do love you James and I guess I would like to experience another man. A different cock may be something that brings us closer together too. I guess I am willing to try this. I have the same fears that you do, you know. I just don't want to mess up what we already have together. If at any time you decide that you are not comfortable with what is happening I will quit for you, James. Although I may have to at the very least give him a blowjob, since I wouldn't want to leave him hanging after building him up. Not my style, you know that.'
'I understand Shelly. I really do. Shall we?'
She took my offered arm and I paid the check as we left. Walking down the street to the bar I felt Shelly shaking a bit. Excitement? Fear? A combination of both? I was shaking too, it could have all been me.
We arrived at the bar and it was hopping. It took a bit to locate our new friend. He was at a booth at the back of the club and he had drinks waiting for us. As I went to sit, I made sure that Shelly slid in before me. This put her between him and I, and either of us could take her out to the dance floor with relative ease.
'I was worried that you had changed your minds.'
'Oh no. Had to track down the waiter that's all. I was afraid you might have gotten tired of waiting and left. Oh yeah, by the way I am James and this is my wife, Shelly.' 'James, Shelly, I'm John. John Andrews. Pleased to meet you both. Um... do you live here or are you just visiting?'
'Live here. Out for a night of fun. You?'
'Visiting. I had some business to attend to and was getting ready to head home day after tomorrow. Thought I would take in the sites of the city. I'm really glad I did. I would have been upset to find out that I had missed the best and most beautiful sight in the whole damn state.'
Shelly blushed as he finished his spiel. He laughed and then offered to get us our next drinks also. Both Shelly and I had sucked our drinks down, probably from being so nervous as to what we had been talking about just a few minutes ago.
I volunteered to go get our drinks and he smiled as he handed me a wad of cash.
'Are you sure you want to leave me alone with this beauty?'
'We are in a very public place, and anyway, I know your name now John.'
He laughed and waved me off on my way. Shelly gave me a little nervous look, but I figured that I needed to let him have a bit of time with her to let them get comfortable together. I was gone for longer than I had thought and when I got back to our table John and Shelly weren't there. Then, looking around I saw Shelly on the dance floor with him.
It was a slow dance and he had her in his arms. She was smiling and laughing as they swayed around. I had a tiny burst of jealousy that quickly passed. I was intrigued watching her in his arms.
He was a good dancer and he led her around the floor with grace and ease. His one hand on the small of her back his other holding her hand. Shelly was pressed in close to him and her head was almost resting on his shoulder.
They turned around and when Shelly saw me I noticed that she pulled back a little bit from him. John noticed and turned her some more and then smiled at me. He swung her around and then began to move across the dance floor headed to the other side.
I watched as he maneuvered her through the crowd and pretty soon I lost sight of them. I left the drinks sitting and walked over to where I could see them again. Shelly looked around for me and when she didn't see me I could see that she was a bit troubled. John was talking to her calming her I was sure.
After a bit Shelly once again was resting her head on his shoulder. He held her very close and then I noticed that he had dropped her hand and placed that arm around her back to join his other one.
Her face turned into his neck and I could have sworn she had just kissed him. His visible hand began to rub her back, moving around and around in small circles. I could plainly see his other hand was under her dress in the back, rubbing her ass cheeks.
As the dance came to an end I almost ran back to our table in order to not get caught by them. Shelly came up, her hair tousled a bit and smiling widely. John got there a minute later. They sat and we visited some more.
I got up and took Shelly out on the dance floor on a slow song. Her head nestled next to mine in a familiar and loving way. I whispered that I watched them dancing and her kissing his neck. She immediately got defensive until she realized that I was just telling her I had seen them, not angry or jealous, just a comment to let her know.
'Oh James. He is pretty smooth. He compliments me and knows just how to hold a woman while dancing. His touch is electric too. I think I may want to... you know... if you are still interested that is.'
'Hmmmm... his touch is electric is it? Should I be worried here Shelly?'
'No, silly. I am so excited what with what we talked about earlier and where this could lead. I am trying very hard to be brave too. What are you thinking James?'
'I am thinking about how I had a tiny jolt of jealousy when I saw you in his arms kissing his neck. Then I realized that it wasn't something to be jealous about. We have both talked about this and made the choice to see where this would lead. I want to finish it Shelly. I really want to go on with... well... wherever this leads to.'
'Then you won't get mad if I tell you he was feeling me up on the dance floor before you got back with the drinks?'
'Nope'
'You won't get mad if I tell you that I really want to see and touch and fuck his cock too?'
'Mad? No. I am so horny right now if you were to follow through and we took him to a motel room, got naked and you fucked him, I probably would cum without touching my cock. The whole idea has me so hard right now I can hardly stand it.'
'I love you James. I love you with my whole being. You have my heart and soul.'
'I love you too Shelly and I already told you that you have my heart and soul too. What are you thinking right now?'
'I am thinking that unless he really screws up, we are going to that motel room and I am going to fuck two men in one night. Maybe even both at the same time if you two want to try that.'
When Shelly said that I almost shot off in my pants. I had to think about some other things for a moment to calm down. I was surprised but happy that she had decided to try this other man. I couldn't wait to get to that motel room now.
We finished our dance and went back to the table. Shelly sat in close to John and we laughed and talked some more. At one point I saw Shelly give a start and then glance at me with a touch of guilt. I knew that John had just done something.
I excused myself to go to the bathroom. As I walked by the back of the booth I saw John had his hand under Shelly's dress. He had been fingering her pussy as I sat right there at the table with them.
I went into the bathroom and had to wait to pee due to my hard-on. I was in there for a longer time than I had planned and when I got out I saw John and Shelly on the dance floor again. They stayed close to the table this time and as I watched them dance I saw John use every chance he could to feel Shelly's body.
Shelly was getting quite tanked too. There were several drink glasses sitting on our table and most of them were the type that Shelly was drinking. The dance floor was pretty crowded and John maneuvered Shelly over nearer to our table in a dark spot.
Once there, he began to feel Shelly up with intent. His hand on her back had slipped into her dress and he had to be fingering her asshole with the way the motion there was going. His other hand had found it's way to her breasts and he actually pulled her dress away to expose them both.
He leaned down and began to lick first one nipple then the other. He soon sucked on one as his fingers rolled her other nipple between them. I could see that Shelly wasn't even nervous anymore. She was letting him do whatever he wanted to her body.
This was something that Shelly had never allowed me to do. She had always been very reserved in public. The drinks and the excitement must have had this effect on her thought process though since she was just nestled in to him as he felt her up and exposed her.
The next dance was a slow one too and John kept her out on the floor. He spun her around, to put her back to his front. His head came around her shoulder and he kissed her ear, moving to her neck. His hands were on her belly holding her in tightly to his body. Her breasts were still both exposed, hanging out for all to see.
I could see her chest heaving as she put a arm up and around behind her head to grasp the back of his head and pull him farther around to her face. Her tongue came out and she then slipped it into his mouth, kissing him fully. As she did this he took a hand and slipped it down her belly to rub her crotch, under the dress.
They stood there swaying to the music, not moving around much at all. Shelly was tonguing him deeply and not breaking away from the kiss. I could see that her nipples were both standing out from where I sat.
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I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
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Shelly stared at herself in the mirror and shook her head in disgust. How could she have been so stupid as to let it happen? She took the pill, she used a diaphragm and it happened anyway. Six months pregnant and ready to scream because of it. As each month passed by and her hormone levels changed she got hornier and hornier. She wanted a cock so bad that she was contemplating grabbing the paperboy when he came to collect. No, not a good idea, the kid was all of fourteen and he'd blow before...
The truck coming to a stop awakened me and when I sat up I could see the whole line of the Rockies spread out on the far horizon. The setting sun was making the clouds all orange and red and purple. I rubbed my eyes and smiled over at Thad. "We'll be in Denver in half an hour," he said, rubbing the nape of his neck, "Just stopped to pick up a hitchhiker." I looked out the rear window and saw a lanky girl with jet black hair done in pigtails running toward the truck. There was a...
Megan gunned the accelerator and whipped the car around to the opposite side of the road. She was upset, but I didn’t know if she wanted to talk about it. I couldn’t think about what I had said without a terrible weight of loss pressing against my chest. But what else could I have done? “I’m sorry,” I ventured, and touched her arm. “Don’t be,” she said quickly, shrugging off my fingers. “I understand.” I sat back and turned to watch the house lights flicker past. “I think I’m a little...
LesbianAfter that first night, Rachel and I developed a bond that was closer than the loose friendships among the rest of the group. We began to meet at least once a week to study for Calculus together and would often have lunch after class or simply sit and talk. I learned that she was a Biology major. She took it upon herself to be my mentor, to help me avoid or at least get through all of the mistakes and missteps that everyone made in their first year. There were nights when we would just the two...
LesbianRandi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
So Shelly leaves me a priority message at work, saying I need to be home by 1PM to get a delivery - figuring she'd ordered the boards for the porch that need replacing I thought little of it. There was indeed wood delivered to the house, but it was not what I was expecting.I pulled into the drive and there was a champagne colored Escalade parked, and as I parked and got out, a series of large black men exited the Escalade. I recognized Mitch, and said "Do I have to ask?" to which he replied,...
Hi I am harshit and I am from Delhi story pr start krne se pehle pehle me aapko apne or shelly k baare me bta deta hu me 18yrs ka hu or good looking or smart hu or an me aapko apni sex partner k baare me btata huu wo ek randi se bhi bdiya mza deti hai uski age 20yrs hai or smart hai uskii gaand ek dum tight or moti hai jab wo chlti hai to ski gaand zor zor se hilti hai or tight jeans me to uski gaand bhosda lgti hai ar uske mome aise uchalte hai jaise baket ball ho agar koi bhi usse dekh le to...
I'd been to Uncle Nat's farm once before when I was ten and as the Greyhound droned and swayed up the highway toward Connerton I thought back about that summer almost six years in the past. Uncle Nat was my only living kin, the brother of my real father. He had two sons, one older than myself by a couple of years and the other a grade behind me in school. Most of my memories of the country were hazy, but there were certain details I did recall-- like the way the boys took me into the barn...
Nat's old pick-up still wasn't parked by the house when I walked down the hill into the yard. I only hoped that Old Man Gordon was true to his word and didn't care about my uncle plowing his pretty young wife. When Linda saw me dragging into the kitchen, she wiped her hands on her apron and gave me an inquisitive look. "Where's your uncle?" "He let me off at the pasture gate," I said, making up lies as fast as I could. "Said he had to get over to Johnston's to pick up some baling...
Thad stopped at a restaurant in a small town in Kansas around noon. Both of us had missed breakfast and the eggs and toast and coffee seemed to fill us both with new energy. Even watching Thad eat made me feel sexy, but I didn't say anything until the truck was gassed and we were on our way again. I'd had more sex in the past few days than I'd ever had in my life, yet I was still hungry for the handsome male at my side. Finally, as we were speeding along a four-lane interstate highway, I...
The smell of the sea. It seeped in through the open window, a miasma of boiled cabbage blended with week-old fish and salt so strong it stung my eyes. I drew a deep breath, letting the scent work its way into me. I was suddenly overcome with sweet nostalgia, of returning to a place of youthful bliss. I remembered cool green water under a boundless sky, the gritty touch of sand between my toes. It was hard to believe that the last time I had been to the ocean, my parents had still been together....
LesbianThere was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
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...
I would like to relate to you the circumstances which led to Shelley and I becoming friends - good friends. Indeed, lovers. We met shortly after my father was transferred by his company to head a division in a small town in Colorado. It was during my Junior year of high school and it was somewhat upsetting that I had to change schools mid-semester. I have always been a bit of an introvert, so making new friends comes slowly to me. Despite my efforts, I did not seem to be able to build any...
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...
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...
IncestSant 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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
In the two weeks that followed I shut my mind to everything but trying to survive. It made it easier that the boys were kept busy from early morning till late in the evening. The crops were coming up and Uncle Nat needed all the help he could get. Besides the regular chores, Jason and Billy Joe were hiring out to a neighboring farmer who was building a new barn. They were doing it for the extra spending money, and I was relieved that they weren't around so much. I spent more and more time...
The personal plane was not used and Bizet's car was in the garage. This set off a much more feverous search for portals and gates. Houses were searched now with less regard to security. Most people were at work anyway. The apartment buildings were easier than I thought because we could search a tenanted apartment from above and below. The basements and garages were searched even more thoroughly. The girls and the few boys ran into trouble from gangs not bothering to go to school. The gang...
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...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...