Tmkoc Episode 12 Bhide Aur Sonu
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Prying his eyes open, suffering the bone-deep fatigue of a night that hadn’t provided sufficient uninterrupted time for a full recovery, he grunted at the sight that greeted his blurred vision. Kathryn was atop Alejandro, and they were making out like young lovers who rarely got the chance. For a change, it didn’t appear that penetration was involved, though it was difficult to know for sure.
“Did you two get any sleep?” he grumbled.
“A question not unlike one I asked several times last night, and again this morning. Unfortunately, the answers provided were rarely satisfactory.”
“Hey,” she retorted, running her tongue along the tendons of his neck, “it wasn’t all my idea.” His extended silence finally guilted her into a retraction. “Okay, I guess maybe it was.”
When the Spaniard finally escaped to the bathroom, Kathryn rolled over and snuggled against Luke. His sleepy attempt at righteous pique endured for almost ten whole seconds before he relented and gathered her into his arms.
“I apologize for failing to provide your usual morning service, but under the circumstances...”
“No, no, it’s fine,” he chuckled. “I think I’m gonna need all the energy I can muster. Speaking of which...”
She tensed. “Luke, before you start, I have to tell you some things. You might not like all of them, but I want you to let me finish before you respond. Last night...”
He kissed the top of her head. “You and Alejandro had hours — quite possibly many hours — of sex, first here on the bed and then all over the bedroom. Maybe in the bathroom as well, though I may have slept through most of that. You said a whole bunch of things, both in and out of the heat of passion, that you think will worry me. You did things you didn’t do while I was awake, like sucking him off after he’d been in your ass, and a prostate massage that, as you correctly observed, I don’t particularly care for. And you even speculated about keeping him in your sexual orbit, which led to a long and difficult conversation about ... well, you remember what it was about. I have no idea how much I missed, but I still saw and heard a lot.”
In a flash, she was on top of him, her breathtaking green eyes searching his, searching for reassurance. “Oh god, really? All of that? You were awake that often? I didn’t realize. I’m so sorry. I was just...”
“ ... about to tell me everything that happened? Kathryn, my love, though there were occasional flashes of doubt and concern, each and every one was pointless. That the very first thing you’re moved to do this morning is confess means more to me than any of the actual words you were about to say. But you don’t need my forgiveness, because you didn’t do anything that requires it. I told you to enjoy yourself without restriction or restraint, and I meant it. Instead, you’ll have to settle for my love. I hope it’s enough.”
“It’s more than I’ll ever deserve,” she sighed, burying her face in his neck. She’s crying. This isn’t exactly how I thought today would start.
“Admittedly, listening to you describe just how much you love me with someone else’s massive schlong sawing in and out of your ass...”
“You doofus,” she laughed though her tears, playfully slapping his chest, “he wasn’t actually inside me while that part of the conversation was happening. I’m not that much of an unrepentant slut.”
“Really? I don’t know. I kinda think you are.” She trembled in his arms, and his organ swelled at the realization that she’d experienced another small climax in response to one particular word. That’s twice now. I really have to explore this with her.
“Okay, maybe you’re right. But no matter how much of a slut I am, it’s all for you, my love. All for you. You free me to be one.” She was reaching between them to introduce his cock into her hungry sex when Alejandro reentered the room.
“If you two are going to continue in this fashion, I suggest efficiency. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, after which I recommend a shower for everyone.”
“Wait a minute,” Kathryn objected, still holding on to Luke’s shaft and (for the moment) ignoring the photographer. “You’re being so accommodating and forgiving about last night because you’re about to be fucked eighty-five ways from Sunday by a supermodel, aren’t you?”
He grinned. “I admit it does put a rosy and optimistic glow on things. Out of curiosity, could you detail the eighty-five ways? I’d like to be prepared.”
“You didn’t hear that part?”
“Uh, no?”
“Oh, Luke. You have no idea what you’re in for.”
“Should I be afraid?”
“Only of dying from pleasure.” She kissed him and made her own retreat to the bathroom, pausing along the way for a brief whispered conversation with Alejandro. Luke gave him a questioning, curious look.
“She asked after a larger range of preparatory supplies than she employed last night.”
“Ah, right. That makes sense. What time is it, anyway?”
“6:47!” Kathryn called from the bathroom. Luke cackled as Alejandro’s brow furrowed.
“Would one of you please do me the courtesy of... ?”
“She has a frighteningly accurate internal clock. I try not to investigate too closely, because it’s more than a little creepy. For example: last night, when she said you were only in the shower for four and a half minutes or whatever? She not only meant it, I guarantee she was right.”
“It is a most distressing talent, and one she could never display in my industry. Expressing power by being late in a calculated fashion is very nearly the bedrock of our profession. Nonetheless, I understand now. Kathryn also told me that you overheard much of what happened last night.”
“Maybe not much, but at least some, and...”
“We should continue this conversation later, though I do indeed wish to continue it. If there was anything we did or said that you found hurtful, I apologize. However, I also assure you that you have nothing to worry about.”
“I’m not worried about anything I wasn’t worried two days ago. Well, actually I’m worried about one thing: if your guest is arriving as early as you said she would, are you sure we have enough time for three showers and breakfast?”
“Perhaps not, but there is sufficient time for breakfast and one shower. As you may or may not have noticed, it is quite large, includes multiple shower heads, and can easily accommodate far more than three people. You may also not be surprised to learn that it has.”
Luke chuckled. “I’m not sure the three of us in the shower at the same time is more efficient.”
“In this case, we will need to be. But do not be too disappointed. My guest has a great love of showers and their erotic possibilities. I am sure that we will be invited to explore them with her. Now, take this,” he insisted, reaching into a closet and handing Luke a robe, “and I will meet you downstairs. If Kathryn wishes for a robe of her own, tell her she can find one in the closet on the opposite side of the room. Unfortunately — or not, depending on your perspective — it will be sized for fashion models, which means that she will have difficulty concealing her vastly more generous curves. Not that I think any of us will mind very much if she cannot.”
By the time Luke descended the stairs, the room was filled with the enticing aroma of bacon. Eggs sizzled in a well-buttered pan, and the counter was covered with a formidable assortment of fruit, bread, even more butter, honey, and assorted fruit-based spreads.
“You are good at breakfast. How did you assemble all this so quickly?”
“As previously noted, it is my sole culinary skill. I have not made coffee. While the caffeine would be welcome, it...”
“Yeah, I know about the aftereffects. No worries. I’m a little tired, but given what’s coming I don’t think I’ll be falling asleep anytime soon.” Alejandro was already nibbling on the first batch of cooked bacon with a look of rapture on his face. He’d finished a slice, and was halfway through his second when he noticed Luke smirking at him as he reached for his own. “The Spanish love for all things porcine?”
“Indeed, but there is more to it. Like many models, my guest is a vegetarian. Well, strictly speaking she is a vegan, but I promised her that, while I could occasionally give up meat and fish for the pleasure of her company, I could not simultaneously abandon eggs and dairy. Long pursuit of her diet means she cannot digest most dairy products aside from well-aged cheeses, but she has learned to endure eggs on occasion, as long as I promise not to tell anyone. On the other hand, if you open the freezer you will encounter a truly depressing supply of tofu sausages, lentil burgers, and other atrocities I cannot bring myself to describe.”
Luke gave him a sympathetic pat on the arm. “I’m sorry, man.”
“I appreciate your sympathy, though as you will soon learn for yourself there are compensations. While we have a few minutes to ourselves, however, I would like to continue the conversation we began upstairs. Are you still okay with everything that happened, both yesterday and this morning?”
“At certain moments I was a little bit worried by what she was saying to you. But with more time to think about it, I’m fine. It’s just ... I’ve watched her have sex with someone else, but there’s an intimacy between the two of you that’s unsettling to witness. I suppose she might’ve gone through something similar last week while I was with my friend Wendy, but that’s ... well, it’s a long story, but it’s different. Thank you for what you said to her, by the way.”
“I was not surprised by her offer, for I have heard it at similar moments many times before. I know better than to agree, but it was hard-won knowledge. The first time I was invited to continue sharing a woman with or without her primary partner, I made the mistake of saying yes to a notion born in passion without understanding what I was putting at risk. It ended badly for all of us. I am making an exception to my usual restraint because I judge the situation to be manageable and her feelings for you resolute, but to attempt to extend it further under her current circumstances would be a mistake. It is true that I would relish the opportunity to be with her again, but she either needs to be completely unattached, or in a secure non-monogamous relationship. There is too much uncertainty otherwise, and uncertainty leads to entanglements that cannot be undone.”
“Well, if you change your mind, just know that I’d be okay with it.”
“While I thank you for your trust, you cannot necessarily keep speaking for her in this regard, and in any case the validity of the warning against it remains.”
“You’re right, and I know. I suppose we’re both using sex to run and hide, in a way.”
“So you heard that conversation as well? It was considerably more intense and revelatory than I expected, but it must have been much more so for you.” Alejandro was staring intently at Luke, attempting to assess the wisdom of probing more deeply. “It is probably not my place to say this, but given that my relationship with Kathryn precedes yours and the openness the three of us have shared, I am going to take the risk. You hold in your hands a very powerful but fragile situation; one that grows more fragile by the day, even as the strength of your feelings may seem to belie that characterization. She loves you, and you love her, but after her confession last night I am not sure either of you fully comprehend the stakes inherent in pursuing or abandoning that love. The road to togetherness will be difficult, as I think you would acknowledge. But even if you choose to part, this does not end with you returning to your life and her settling back into her marriage as if it has all been no more than a beautiful dream. Though it may appear otherwise, that is no longer one of the options before you. If you would heed my advice, be very, very careful, but do not be neglectful. Do not act in haste, but you must act.”
Luke really didn’t want to be having this conversation, especially when there was a day of exotic sex with a mysterious supermodel in front of him. And also, because I’m still in denial. Still running away. Still trying to evade responsibility for doing the right thing, whatever that is. “The only thing I’m sure of is that I don’t want to hurt her.”
“That may no longer be avoidable.”
“So everyone’s lining up to tell me.”
“There is often wisdom in crowds.”
“Plotting my sexual demise, gentlemen? Or commiserating over your own inevitable decline in performance?” Kathryn was sauntering down the stairs in a white silk robe that, as threatened, managed to conceal almost nothing. The bottom ended about an inch below the lower curve of her buttocks, the front was so loosely tied that both her sex and a fair portion of the inner swells of her breasts were exposed, and the material was so transparently thin that her erect nipples were fully on display.
“Well, we know which nympho-insomniac to thank for that, don’t we?”
She laughed. “I am a little sleepy, and I’ll probably pay the price for all this excess tomorrow, but I’m still far more horny than I am tired. Sex is always better than sleep, anyway. Especially with you two studs.” Walking straight to Luke, she wrapped her hands around his head and planted a heart-stopping kiss on his lips, turned and offered the same to Alejandro, and then ... with a salacious glint in her eye ... dropped to her knees, fished out his shriveled (but still massive) cock, and gave him a lusty slurp. Luke’s turn came next, after which she stood with her back against his chest, idly caressing his shaft with one hand and popping orange slices into her mouth with the other.
“Just how horny are you?”
“Think about the most worked up you’ve ever seen me.”
“There are so many options to choose from.”
“Think of all of them put together, then. And multiply that by ten. That’s how horny I am.”
“Alejandro, we’re going to die.”
“I fear you are correct. Thankfully, formidable reinforcements are on their way.”
“You told me all sorts of enticing things about her last night, but are you ever going to tell me who she is?”
Luke was about to offer up a guess, but Alejandro shushed him with a gesture. “I am quite sure she will prefer to craft her own introduction. I will not rob her of that pleasure.”
“But you told Luke?” she pouted.
“I did not, but I should be more specific: while she will most certainly enjoy introducing herself to Luke, it is you upon whom she will wish to make the greatest impression.”
“Me? But why?”
“You will learn soon enough. Now, let us enjoy breakfast and finish making ourselves ready. She will be here within the hour, and it would be better were there no visible reminders of bacon.”
“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem,” Luke mumbled through a mouthful of half-crisped pork fat.
They wolfed down their repast, chatting animatedly about everything but sex, then efficiently tidied the kitchen and raced upstairs. While their joint shower wasn’t exactly free of fondling or groping — mostly of Kathryn, who was delighted and aroused by the attention — nothing got too far out of hand, and they were soon toweling themselves off and reaching for their robes. Kathryn wrapped and tied hers as tightly as possible around her succulent curves, though it still didn’t hide much.
“It’s already seven ... uh, it’s about quarter to eight.”
“What time is it really, dear?” Luke’s voice dripped with affectionate sarcasm.
Blushing a bit, she murmured, “7:43. Anyway, I was afraid that we missed her arrival because we were messing around in the shower. I wouldn’t want to keep her waiting.”
“She has the codes for both the main door and the elevator. If she is here, I suspect she has already let herself in and will be waiting for us downstairs with great impatience.”
Kathryn looked anxious, but Luke was curious. “Based on what you’ve told us about her, I’m surprised she didn’t come up and join us in the shower.”
“I assure you that, while she has considered and reconsidered that option several times since her arrival, she deemed the opportunity to feel put out and ignored more satisfying.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“And now, Luke, you begin to understand what it is really like dealing with models.”
An extremely slender woman with medium-length black hair paced back and forth in front of the windows, her clunky platform heels beating a rigid tattoo on the wooden floor. She was dressed simply and casually, yet it was clear that a fair bit of thought had gone into her attire, as it was clothing designed to deflect notice and allow her to blend into an anonymous crowd. As a disguise — for that’s what it was — the entire ensemble was extremely effective; one would have to stare at her for a long while to realize that her studied anonymity couldn’t permanently obscure her stunning beauty.
Her smoky brown eyes were wide-set, the whites surrounding her irises so pure and vivid that they were almost luminescent. Her nose, forehead, and cheekbones were patrician and unmistakably Nordic, but her lips (even devoid of makeup) were considerably more generous, suggesting a decidedly more southerly origin. At the moment, those supremely inviting lips were curled into a disapproving frown. Her complexion offered the uninitiated no obvious clues to her ethnicity; too light to be olive or brown, too dark to be pinkish and pale, yet utterly without blemish or flaw.
My god. It’s her. It’s actually her! I can’t believe it.
Faith Anderssen was a supermodel. Of that there was no doubt. She could have rocketed to stardom on the strength of her unique and manifestly appealing looks alone; half-Norwegian and half-Persian, she existed in a visual universe all her own, and year after year she was universally acknowledged as one of the most beautiful people on the planet. But she was so much more than that; an up-and-coming actress of surprising talent, an inventive clothing designer, a nascent entrepreneur, and an international icon whose given name was almost never accompanied by her family name. There was no need. Everyone knew Faith.
But there was something else unusual about her, especially given her profession. She’d achieved her iconic status and worldwide fame without ever once appearing fully nude, nor even completely topless. Not even the most ambitious paparazzo had managed to catch her relaxing sans suit on some remote beach, and they’d certainly tried. To be sure, there were enough essentially transparent meshes, dangerously parted shirts, and other see-through clothing — whether on runways or in the pages of fashion magazines — for any dedicated admirer to have a very clear idea of what she was hiding, at least above the waist. But for a model of her immense stature, her career had been remarkably demure. And though she’d been photographed on the arms of countless actors, fellow models, and titans of industry, whether or not she was actually dating any of them was a subject of endless but frustrating speculation, for another thing that had never been captured was her offering even the slightest sign of physical or romantic affection to anyone, aside from her family. The whispered, never authoritatively confirmed or disputed, belief was that she was manifestly beautiful but asexual. Nor did she do or say anything to contradict such rumors.
During his restaurant career, Luke had served a fair number of models and actors, and while many tended to be fairly down-to-earth people ... and often extremely generous tippers ... they were rarely as attractive in real life as they were in print or on the screen. Such was most decidedly not the case with Faith, who was even more radiant in person than she was in her work, even while deliberately downplaying her beauty. It was impossible to avoid staring at her, and so Luke didn’t even try. He did force himself to close his mouth, surreptitiously stroking a finger across his chin to ensure he hadn’t actually drooled on himself.
“It smells like a slaughterhouse in here.”
Her accent was as mysterious as her visage; deep, sultry, and vaguely exotic, but with every syllable forged from hidden reserves of razor-sharp ice. That she was whip-smart, and legendarily impatient with anyone who assumed that someone in her field couldn’t be, was also well-known.
Alejandro just laughed, crossing the room and taking her into his arms, waiting out her annoyance until she relaxed enough for a kiss; one she returned with obvious affection, weaving her fingers through his unbound hair. Finally, she laughed and shoved him away.
“You made me wait.”
“You know you enjoyed it.”
“I did. I love everything you make me do. Since you’re all lounging about in your robes and it’s pretty clear none of you are wearing anything underneath them, these must be the friends about which I have heard so many scintillating things.”
“They are. Luke Bronson, Kathryn Lloyd Maddox, I would like you to meet...”
“Faith. Faith Anderssen,” she unnecessarily clarified. “Though I suspect, by his obvious signs of discomfort, that this deliciously handsome man has already figured that out. Both of you, please come nearer the window and into the natural light so I can see you more clearly. A lifetime of trying not to unattractively squint into photographers’ horrible lamps has rendered me a little bit blind.”
Luke staggered forward, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that a woman who’d featured in more than a few of his most unlikely fantasies was not only standing right in front of him, but was here — at least in theory — to join their orgiastic festivities. Faith looked him up and down, appraising him like a freshly slaughtered side of beef hanging from a meathook. And then she grabbed his head and captured his lips with hers in a fiery, carnivorous kiss. At first he was too shocked to move, much less respond, but eventually his instincts took over and his tongue emerged to duel with hers. To his surprise, he was even bold enough to run a hand down her back until it rested atop the taut, athletic upper curve of her buttocks.
“Mmmm, that’s much better,” she purred as she pulled away, swiping a stray drop of saliva from the corner of his mouth and feeding it into hers. “Luke, darling, please relax. I eat, drink, sleep, and most importantly fuck just like any other woman. All my holes are in the same place as everyone else’s, they’re not made of hand-blown crystal or virgin unicorn skin, and you’re going to be inside each and every one of them today, as often as you can manage. There’s absolutely no reason for hesitation, and certainly not awe. Do you know why? Because you can do absolutely anything to me. Anything you want. No restrictions. Does that sound like something you’d be interested in?” Numbness extended from the top of his scalp to the ends of his toenails, yet he somehow managed a nod. “Excellent. I can’t wait.” Offering him another kiss, this one only slightly less heated than the first, she finally turned her attention to Kathryn.
I’ve never seen her look shy before. Indeed, for the first time in his experience, Kathryn appeared tentative and uncertain, all her usual swaggering sexual confidence drawn inward like a protective shell. Faith was staring at her like a predator visually dissecting a tasty insect, lips pursed and arms akimbo. Luke noted that her fingers were twitching as if she was agitated. He glanced at Alejandro, surprised to see the photographer wearing a broad smile and radiating something between glee and amusement.
“And you’re Kathryn.” Her tone was so outrageously neutral that Luke couldn’t even begin to interpret it.
“Faith, it’s very nice to meet you. I apologize if I’m a bit speechless. I can’t believe how beautiful you are.”
The model twisted her head around to look at Alejandro, incredulity written all over her face. “Is she serious?”
With a puzzled frown, Kathryn protested, “Of course I am.”
Faith was still looking at the Spaniard. “You told me she was remarkable, and that I’d be jealous. I didn’t believe you, of course, because I maintain a thick armor of self-regard to help mask my raging insecurities. But now...” She turned back to look at Kathryn, but kept talking to Alejandro. “The next time you tell me I’m incomparably beautiful, I’m going to remind you what a fucking liar you are.”
“I have never once failed to mean it, Faith.”
“Oh, shut it. Look at her. Look at her! My god, she’s ... by the way, you also forgot to warn me that I’m an emaciated stick figure compared to her.”
“I assure you that...”
“Shut up. How the hell did you manage to let her slip through your fingers?”
“Faith, I...”
“Romantically, sexually, professionally, I don’t care. She’s ... sorry, Luke. But seriously: how?”
“Our romantic and sexual destinies were fated to be forever sundered, and after yesterday I am even more assured that it was for the best. As for her profession, I cannot exactly blame her for choosing law over modeling.”
“A lawyer. So she’s brilliant, too. Great. Thanks for making me feel stupid and decorative.”
Luke was looking back and forth between the model and the photographer, trying but failing to understand the drama playing out before him. To his surprise, the latter just winked as if this was a script he’d already written and that was playing out exactly as predicted. “You are very, very far from stupid, though I will admit that you are a most enticing decoration. If you would like to dangle prettily for a while, I believe we can arrange that later tonight.”
For a moment, Faith closed her eyes and shuddered. It was nearly identical to the reaction Kathryn experienced when he called her a slut. Was that ... did she just... ?
“Oh, you silver-tongued photographers always know the right thing to say. Happily, your tongues can be put to even better uses. Now, my darling Kathryn, I’m so terribly sorry for being rude to you. I’m a bitchy, selfish dilettante who can’t deal with people unless they’re constantly kissing my delectable ass, and I can only ask you to forgive what will be many hours of petulance, mood swings, and childish competitiveness. Let me make this very clear, however: loverboy over there warned me that I might be envious of or intimidated by you, and he was not wrong. I have no doubt you’ve been told how beautiful you are on more occasions than you can count, because men somehow think that the absolute least meaningful thing they could possibly say to us is some sort of key to unlocking our vaginas, but I’m going to beg you to take it from an expert: you are a goddess incarnate. And you ... wait a minute.” Turning back to Alejandro, she demanded, “It’s her. She’s the one.”
Kathryn, despite being more than a bit stunned at Faith’s barrage of praise, managed to ask, “The one what?”
“There was a photoshoot fairly early in my career. I don’t remember who it was for, but I wasn’t wearing very much, and the client wanted me to wear even less. If Alejandro hadn’t been there to defend me — he even threatened to walk off the set if they didn’t stop pushing — I probably would’ve had a very different career, because I was on the verge of capitulating. But he did, for which I’ve been forever grateful. This was before he and I became lovers, but we’d already worked together often enough that I was trying to figure out how to get him inside me. Though I’ll admit it was also before I fully understood just how big he was, which was probably for the best; if I’d known, I might’ve fled in the opposite direction, and that would’ve meant the terrible loss of many years of really fantastic sex. Well, I was young, foolish, and a lot tighter back then.”
“Anyway, I left the shoot feeling bloated and ugly and used ... all the typical model bullshit, especially when it’s not true ... and I made him take me out to get absolutely shitfaced drunk, which — ulterior motive — I kinda hoped would end with him taking advantage of me. We went back to his apartment and he spent about an hour rejecting my rather determined advances, which was the noble decision even though I loudly and drunkenly resented him for it at the time. The next morning, after coffee and a whole hell of a lot of Advil, he stripped me naked and held me under the shower for a while. That seemed promising, despite my raging hangover, except that he still wouldn’t have sex with me. I was feeling sorry for myself — I couldn’t even get laid, for god’s sake — and I asked him if I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Yes, it was as pathetic and needy as it sounds. I really, really wanted him to say yes. But he said no, and I lost it. Crying on the shower floor, breaking shit, smashing his mirror, all of it pure cinematic overkill. I’m still sorry about that, by the way.”
“As I have told you over and over again, you have more than made up for it.”
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xmoviesforyouHello friends I am Rajveer.I am from Chandigarh .I am regular user of Indian sex stories .My English is weak so ignore it .today m telling yu about my real life’s incident first about me ,m 6feet 3 inches in height . I luv wild sex .any girl ,aunty who want to contact me email me on this I am student of university I luv to travel in night.one day m coming back from Shimla (hill station near to Chandigarh). The time was 12 am in the night. I was walking from bus stand to university on the way...
I was quick to apologize, but she immediately respond with one of her own. "Doug, I should be the one who is sorry. You didn't mean to grab me there, you were just trying to be a good person like you are and save me from falling, but no, this disgusting body of mine can't stay covered and..." I didn't care what she had left to say at that point, I interrupted her, "Don't you dare say that, Melissa you have an amazing body. Sure you're not some petite tiny girl who looks like alittle...
Monday afternoon I got a call from Carole asking if I was free for dinner that evening. I said I had a late afternoon lecture, but that it should be over by 6:00 pm. “Awesome! How about if I pick you up at 6:30? Do you like sushi by any chance? A friend of mine told me about this great new place over in Bristol and I’ve been dying to try it out, but none of my friends like sushi.” “I love sushi.” “Great, I’ll see you at 6:30 then.” I told Jenna I was meeting Carole for dinner, so not to...
My name is Danielle and I am sixteen-years-old. I live with my family in Miami, Florida and let's just say that we're lucky enough to live ten minutes away from the beach. My dad is a supervisor at a big construction company and he gets paid well. My mom is my science teacher at my high school, and of course it's obviously my favorite class. My brother, Mike, is in the University of Miami and he is studying Marine Biology and this is his final year. My sister, Alison, is the same age as me....
IncestThe two girls dove into their work, both mouths lapping, licking, sucking the erection they held between them. John concentrated as much as he could, trying to imagine the awful pain he knew he would endure if he lost, and for one minute, and then another, and then a third, he kept his composure, his eyes tightly closed. He tried to take himself to another place in his mind, isolate all feelings of pleasure. The girls seemed frustrated, unable to generate the syncopated rhythm they had used...
Gwen Clayton lay curled up on the sofa, wrapped only in a terry robe and nursing a third glass of wine trying unsuccessfully to hold back the tears. The thirty-nine year old was devastated and it seemed life simply no longer held anything for her. She glanced into the mirror hanging over a table in the hallway and the tears came anew. She had just been told only hours ago her twenty year marriage was ended, a consequence completely unexpected although looking back now she realized there had...
Please read Sororal Twins, Parts 1 and 2 before reading this part. Sororal Twins, Part 3: Dress Rehearsal by Miss Michelle Jenny said that she didn't want to pressure me into anything, so she told me to go home and think about our deal. If I still was willing to be her bride at the Halloween party, I should return the next day around two. She sent me home wearing a pair of her pink satin panties. I showed up a little before two. Jenny was waiting for me and we went back into...
It started out innocently enough - but I guess it always does. As long as I can remember, Mom had always greeted me and wished me goodbye with a little peck on the lips. Naturally, I tried to avoid it as I got older out of embarrassment, and by the time I was a teenager, it was something rare that only happened at home. That changed when Dad walked out on us. Mom was devastated, and I did everything in my power to help her through it. On a whim, I brought back the old childhood ritual. The...
Hey ISS readers, I’m Aby (name changed) a Keralite doing U.G. degree in Bangalore. I’m 18 year old. I’m a person who respects woman at the same time feel horny because of them. This is my 2nd story here but this is just a fiction/fantasy. Read it & mail me your responses. Within a few days of my college itself, I made many new friends. We formed a gang of 7 members (3 girls, 4 guys). We stayed together most of the time in the college. I stayed normal, friendly & close to all of them. But as...
Hello, guys and girls f indian sex stories dot net ,let me first introduce myself , my name is Prince, I’m 24-year-old guy belonging to the beautiful city of Bangalore. You can contact me at I would also love to share my experience which I had in a summer camp when I was in college. I was studying at Pune University and doing the photographic assignment. I had a chance to go to Shimla for an assignment. It was a national camp and all people who want to learn photography, they all were there. I...
Cece loves her Pika. She talks to it, takes care of it, and even lets it suck her tits and pussy. She wishes Pika was real so that they could be boyfriend and girlfriend, but for now, just letting the doll eat her out will have to do. As the Pika is neck deep in Ceces pussy, one of her brothers friends hears her moaning. He creeks the door open and sees whats going on, then hears Cece once again say how she wishes Pika was real. Richie gets an idea. As Cece is sleeping, he goes into her room...
xmoviesforyouHenry Dickson was wondering if he was developing into a pervert. Every chance he got he tried to look up Her dress! Since the secretary’s desk fit close to the wall it was easy to bore a small hole to look underneath the desk. He had hoped to see her spread her thighs when she typed. He could do that but little else. So, first he cut a good sized door into the panelled wall. The small hinges and a latch to keep it shut when not in use allowed him privacy and greater range of vision. His desk...
The details for the wedding were coming together. We had our witnesses. We had our reception entertainment. I still needed to find a place for the reception, since the entire swim team was gonna show up. This past Monday night, during karaoke, the owner of the Bar-Bar told me that he had a family farm out in Eagle, ID. He offered me the place for the reception. I checked it out and it seemed like a nice spot. Brody could have the music turned up really loud and no one would notice. It had a...
Eve and James; The ballerina ——————————————— I trudged into work, I had got soaked from the brief distance from my car to the entrance of the gym where I worked. The late shift, my 4 hours of letting people in an out occasionally saying “Hello” but being ignored because of headphones. I didn’t exactly mind the job, nothing to strenuous about it. It was a Thursday so most people would be gone by 9, this meant I could lock up and have a couple of hours training on my own. The hours...
I was sitting at a slot machine, lost in the beauty of the scantily clad sirens, as the reels spun. One hundred six free spins... total win, three dollars fifty cents. I had nothing else to do, so why not sit here, wasting money? “Gueth who?” The tiny hands, and the lisp, gave Kat's identity away immediately. Kat worked for her dad, as a second job, in the bingo hall. It was not far down the street, but it was only open on weekends. I had seen her at the casino a couple of other...
Lumsden’s dismay in being made to wait for the rope, was every woman’s pleasure, in that his prolonged torment by ordeal at the spiteful hands of Madeline, was appeased in every female member’s minds by the erotic comfort of the disposal of one Blythe-Cranford. He had earned his appointment on the gallows through sexual deviation with younger girls, a crime which would have brought him a custodial sentence of several years had he been caught and convicted by male authority, and one which...
I was 14 the first time I let a boy go all the way with me. It was Eddie Vance who did the dirty deed. Bless his little hard-on. God, we were so innocent. Like any schoolgirl these days, I already knew the gory details of sex in theory at least. Health education and scuttlebutt had seen to that. I even knew about blowjobs and getting licked, sort of, although we girls all agreed that it was maximally yukky. I'd discovered my love bump more than a year before, thanks to some hints from...
Hi people, its a pleasure writing my experience here. My name is KP(initials given), I’m from Navi Mumbai and I would love to spread happiness in females. On requirement mail me at [email protected] you believe that school is the place that we miss the most in our life? Do you think it is the place that we make the most of our best memories of our life? Also do you think to if you go back in time to make the best of your school life? These are some questions i ask to myself when i see...
6:25 A.M., Saturday, June 20, 2015 Honolulu, HI Paula Akron awoke to growing noise and brightness. She found herself inside some sort of weird woody cave. When she saw a little girl in one of her own sundresses lying next to her she suddenly remembered what was going on. “Hey Paul, I mean Lucy,” she whispered. “Wake up. It’s morning.” The boy’s eyes focused slowly as he sat up. “You almost look like a boy,” he mumbled. “Hey!” With memory came full wakefulness. And, unfortunately, full...
The Amtrak pulled into the station and announced its arrival with a bellow of compressed steam as it came to a halt and the waiting passengers began to board. Overhead the sky was winter blue and the air was crisp as I picked up my bag and stepped up onto and into the carriage and made my way to a free seat. At that time of the evening, there were few people travelling, so there was only a smattering of fellow travellers dotted here and there in my carriage, making the journey a pleasant and...
Fbailey storyI was listening at my sixteen-year-old sister’s door, it was partially open, and Heather was on the phone with one of her girlfriends.She said, “Yes, I let Dave fuck me. No, he wasn’t very good but like I always say, a fuck is just a fuck.”“Oh my God Jennie you really want to fuck my brother. That little pervert is always jerking off in my panties and leaving them crusty. Mom is always questioning me about how many guys I let fuck me when I go out.”“You can’t be serious. Why should...
Copyright 2001, SWL all rights reserved. As this is a remake, also protected is "Princess Hope" by Sarah Barndt. Notes: This is a remake of "Princess Hope" by Sarah Barndt. I thank her for permission for using some of the story. There are other literary references as well. Some are direct quotes, others are paraphrases or reworked to fit the story. They include Psalms, Song of Songs (2[3]), Esther, As You Like It, Taming of the Shrew, Lion in Winter, Man of All Seasons, Forever After...
Ivan and Yann took their 'day without kiss' and headed to their respective tasks for the day. I took Juan and Sean to my suite. "Ok. I don't know what you two expect here, but..." "You just stand there and be sexy, Papi." Juan kissed me. "We'll handle the rest." He stepped over to Sean and whispered in the boy's ear. Sean's eyes seemed to light up. "Yeah, I'm down with that. But first things first, right?" He walked over to me, looking just a bit nervous. Then he leaned in...
Haley’s turn: Because after all it IS my story, okay? Long list of people who I promised airplane rides in the last few months at college. Most of them are fellow engineering students. “Applied physics,” I say. It’s fun. Lots of people fly. You buy a ticket, go get on an airplane, get off at the other end. I’ve never done that. Fly? Mom and Steve couldn’t afford that, and me and Deena and Bill never had a destination we couldn’t drive to. But this... Garvey’s sitting in the right seat....
I was in a movie house that showed x-rated films, it was late on a Saturday night and there was only middle age and old men in the house. I watched two of the movies and when I was horny enough I went to the toilet. Once in the toilet I turned on the faucet and let the water run, I went over to a urinal and stood there with my cock out. It wasn't long before another man entered and washed his hands and turned off the faucet. I turned and said 'I did not ask you to turn off the sink did I'....
Swallowing, Ted turned to look at the man standing behind him. Then he looked up to see the man’s face. This was the largest man he had ever seen in his life. With a weak smile, he said, “Hello, Sir.” The man looked down at Ted and asked, “Who are you?” “I’m Ted Brown and this is my friend Harry Anders,” Ted answered with a slight quiver in his voice. Seeing the large man frown, he added, “We’re in the class here, with your daughter.” That the two boys were in the martial arts class with...
"She finally got ya!" Sam said with a grin. He slapped me on the back and handed me a cold Sprite "Man, she's been after you since after Elissa died. She is horny as hell for you. Why don't you put her out of her misery? She's 18 and knows her own mind. Hell, I'd be proud if it was you that got her. Ever since 8th grade she's had her eye on you. I'm not certain, but she may even be saving herself for you. She only goes out in groups and doesn't keep a "Steady" boy. Says it's not...
Ken had always had a fascination with women. Not in a sick and perverted way, but in a admiring and loving way. He thought there was nothing more beautiful than a woman that took care of herself and had self-confidence. From her shiny hair, silky soft skin, luscious lips, curvy hips, tight stomach, down to her shapely legs. Including, of course, her well manicured and pedicured nails. However, as much as he loved beautiful women, there was one part of a woman’s body that he had only recently...
After roughing out the expectations and rules of conduct for the new colony and anyone aboard her vessels, a video presentation was prepared. It would be shown first to the extracted crew of the Summer Paradise prior to their boarding of their new ship. After any adjustments, it was to be used in the initial orientation of all of the new colonists and crew additions... The screen cleared showing four individuals; a man and woman clad in Civil Service gray without rank insignia, a man clad in...
Last year my parents decided they didn’t love each other anymore and got divorced. No one asked me if this was okay, but I guess my opinion did not matter much to them at the time. I figured we would get through it and things would remain halfway normal, except I would have two home’s instead of one, spending half my time at my mothers and the other half of the time at my fathers. I did not know at the time how wrong I was. After the divorce was final, my father accepted a promotion though his...
Sun Showers By RopeBinder and Angie Part I...By Angie It was such a beautiful Monday that she took the day off and worked in hertiny yard. Yard work finished, she thought about a show but decided to washher car, as long as the sun was out. The recent rains had kept her from washingit all month. Dressed in cut-at-the-thigh cutoffs and a tiny, cropped T-shirtshe scrubbed away not noticing the man who had pulled his car up across thestreet. He sat in his car and watched the small blonde girl...
Jason bounced off of her like he had walked into a padded wall, falling back into his room, and losing his grip on his towel he sat down on the floor fully exposed to this hot senior. Ashley was equally surprised but was unshaken by the impact. When she saw Jason on the floor she stifled a laugh and stepped into his room closing the door behind her. Jason looked up at her, He noticed he could see up her skirt and saw a small like bulge and something long going up Ashley's white panties. his...
This is compliments of Mario M Redneck womans letter to son. Dearest Son, I’m writing this slow ‘cause I know you can’t read fast. We don’t live where we did when you left. Your dad read in the paper that most accidents happen within twenty miles of home, so we moved. Won’t be able to send you the address as the last Arkansas family that lived here took the numbers with them for their house, so they wouldn’t have to change their address. This place has a washing machine. The first day I...
Lorena said to her father: "It wasn't rape, dad." He stared down at her, the bedside lamp making harsh lines of light on his tense face. "What the hell do you mean?" She didn't try to cover herself; she wanted him to see her naked body, to run his eyes over the flesh that had grown from his own ejaculated sperm, the body that he had just done such a grand job of fucking. She said, "I came in to your bed because you needed me, but maybe not as much as I needed you. Oh dad, daddy--...
The next few days my thoughts of them possessed my mind at work. I could think of little else. A couple of nights later we were at the gym and it started out much the same. We worked out and then she simply waved with a smile and left with Phil again. Thoughts of them flooded my mind until she got home. When she got home again late, I was on the sofa thumbing through a magazine and listing to Enigma on the sound system. She came in, and quickly sat straddling me, lightly pinning my arms...
Driving in to work the next morning, Kathy felt wonderful. Reflecting on her life with Ken it seemed that each night was better than the one before. Last night had been the very best. Gently, she ran her fingers up her sore crotch and softly moaned, remembering. Ginger had certainly been right: The more she worked to increase Ken's enjoyment, the greater was her own pleasure. Going up in the elevator she realized she was a little late: It was already eight-fifteen. Entering the office, she...
My hair is naturally very blonde and fine I wear it below shoulder length and it has a tendency to tangle and matt up. I was pleased to find my new neighbour was a hairdresser and she would call once a week to sort my hair out. She was a lovely bubbly plump girl, the very opposite of me and we became very close. I was able to tell her everything about my life and she was a little shocked to find out that I had resigned myself to being returned to Jehovah unopened. She did propose introducing me...
I had caught the murderer of my Grandfather and her son. However, I was still not happy. I realized I was not a killer, even though I wanted them dead. It was an oddly mixed feeling; how do you end someone without putting him or her in the ground. Then I had to admit to myself that yes, technically, I would be putting her in the ground. She just wouldn’t be dead when I did it! I wouldn’t be killing her. Though she just might wish I had. I pondered the question, of just what to do with her,...
Halloween at Work This is a true story...sort of. It is also a completely original work by me, and should be remembered as such. Thank you. Laura _________________________________________________________ Almost a year ago, just after Halloween I was in search of a job. It just so happened that a former manager, and personal friend of mine was looking for another person to work for her at the store she...
At the airport, I was surprised to find one of the Company's business partners there. He was going too. On the airplane he stressed again the importance of getting this Company's computer system up and running. This importance translated into twelve hour days for me. Work, eat and get back to the motel for sleep. But by Wednesday night, I had things well in hand. The partner checked with me each night, as to my progress. He was very pleased with my report on Wednesday night. He told me if I...
Hi guys, I am coming directly to the story because I know you all are horny and don’t wanna read bullshit To mai pehle apne bare me bta du, mai ek 19 sal ka ladka hu height 5’9″ hai. Mai regular football khelta hu aur gyming bhi krta hu jisse meri body ekdum shape me hai. Meri girlfriend to hai lekin uske sath kbhi sex nhi kiya Maine. To iske bad kahani pe ate hai. Mera ghar bhut bda hai, is me 3 floor aur 7 kamre haihai. Mai 1st floar PR apni bdi been Ke sath rehta hu. Mere mummy-papa ground...
For the third straight night I had to listen to my friend fucking. As I lay on the couch of my best friend’s Chicago apartment, I tried to ignore the rhythmic thumping of their headboard against the wall. The constant bam, bam, bam accompanied by my friend's annoying cries of pleasure. I missed my man. Though we hardly had sex as much as these two did, I did miss him. I guess it was to be expected from Nicole. She was always the hornier of us girls and she had only been married to her high...
Stefan's meeting with Eve was after lunch. He was still a little worried about Gabby. She'd started replying to her emails over the last few days, but Stefan was disconcerted by their tone. They seemed overly cheery, especially for Gabby, and Stefan didn't know what Eve could have her doing that required her to work so hard, and to stay at the hospital for so long. As far as he could tell, she hadn't been out of the hospital for a week. Eve was presenting to Stefan on his own, and, as...
My life up until the events of this story was incredibly conservative. I was born into a very religious family and taught to avoid sexual relationships until I was married. I was a good girl, although I did allow boys to fondle and suck my rather large breasts, and I stroked a few dicks. However, I didn’t have sexual intercourse until I married Ed right after our graduation from college. We met in our senior year in college in Mississippi, and were married soon after graduation. My decision to...
Hi All readers, this is Vibs, 19 yr old guy and I’ve had sex with my girlfriends since more my 18th birthday but I never had an experience like this. I am living in Delhi away from home for studies. I live in a room alone and every night is horny for me. I’ve been doing the weed thing lately and let me mention that I am 6 feet tall and my dick is 7 inch long and hell of a thick. So I bought some weed for I one day and there’s a girls pg just opposite to my room where I saw hot chicks coming and...
The next day, we had an all day yacht cruise down the coast, basically to nowhere and back. I told the Captain when we boarded that we would be having massive amounts of sex while we were on board. He just asked us to keep out of the pilothouse and the engine room. In between enjoying some stunning views of the French Riviera and the Mediterranean Sea, I fucked Bunny, Baby, Greedy and Sweetcakes. I let Bunny fuck me. Baby and I napped together after lunch. Greedy sucked me, and the others,...
I had plenty of time to browse the internet and think about the last few months I had been spending with John. John was my Black “Daddy” I had met in the parking lot of a wholesale club a few months ago. He dominated me completely. He was the first black man I had ever been with, he was the first man that ever bred me and made me swallow his cum. He was the first man to introduce me to group sex and threesomes, he would bring by friends and allow them to breed me and more than a few times...
“Sure?” she enquired. She said this into my mouth as we kissed. My cock jerked in my jeans. “I was with Joel only half an hour ago.” “I can smell his aftershave,” I muttered. The combined smells emanating from her were heady and erotic and driving me crazy with lust for her. “And I can smell your sex. You smell fucking gorgeous,” I mouthed into her wet and open lips. “I want you as you are, right now, in our bed.” I began to steer her towards our stairs and picked up her handbag as she led the...
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