SoundsErotica Ch 01
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Larry stopped dribbling the ball and looked up at the truck that rolled down the street. "Looks like the Wilson's house finally sold. Maybe there will be some decent folks instead of the two old busybodies."
I glanced in the direction that he had indicated. I had to agree with him. The Wilsons had been an elderly couple who had been the bane of every child's existence in the cul-de-sac for years. They would watch us like hawks and report any infraction to our parents. When we were younger and had gone trick-or-treating, the only things we had ever gotten from them were some religious comic book things. We avoided their house after that.
We called a halt to the game in favor of watching our new neighbors move in. This was what you might call a middle class neighborhood. The houses were custom but not anywhere near the mansions they had on the north side of the town.
"David, do you want some of this lemonade I made? You and Larry look like you could use it." That was my mom for you. She worked part time, but liked to be a mother when she got the chance. In her late 30's, she was still a beautiful lady. Larry had a big crush on her. Looking in the direction we were facing, "Looks like we are getting new neighbors."
We followed her in and grabbed the two cold glasses that were offered. I also fished out some peanut butter cookies from the cupboard. With the famous words of every mother, "Don't ruin your dinner", we went out under the elm tree to cool down and watch the proceedings.
It seemed to us that there was nothing really unusual about the family. The husband and wife was a typical couple from where we were sitting. He was kind of tall with slightly gray hair. His wife was what I would call barely pudgy and shorter than he was by several inches. The wife seemed to be directing the movers as they carried the furniture and boxes from the van and in through the front door. The man was looking the house over on the outside as if he was making a list of things that needed to be done...
Finishing his snack, Larry stood and announced that he had to get home and change for a date with Lisa tonight. Once we both had our driver's licenses, we had been enjoying the freedom to date. Rather Larry had. I had broken up with the airhead I had been dating at the end of the school year. The breakup was rather nasty and I found out just how nasty and vengeful she actually was. So, I had decided not to rush back into that scene again. I actually hadn't had much time to date this summer anyway. I bought an old Toyota Celica and worked all summer as a general hand/lifeguard for the water park in town to fix it up. I picked it up from the paint shop last week and with a month to go before school started back up, I could use the time to put the finishing touches on it.
I continued to sit and watch as the movers emptied the van and filled the house. It looked like the furniture was nice but nothing too expensive. Then I saw a bedroom set being carried in that could only have belonged to a girl, a white four-poster bedstead with a canopy frame, matching dresser and desk. This got me interested enough to pay closer attention. I looked around their house and sure enough, I saw a pretty face surrounded by dark blonde hair looking out the living room window. She looked to be around my age, but other than that, I could see little else. She seemed to be looking in my direction, but I couldn't be sure.
My musings were interrupted when I heard my father's truck come up the street. It was one of those big dual-wheel jobs that he normally used to haul our trailer, but since his car was in the shop, he was driving it. I got up from under the tree and headed in to wash up for dinner.
A week later, I was coming home from the water park when I first got a good look at our new neighbor. I had guessed right - she was about my age. She was sitting on the front steps enjoying the late afternoon sun. She looked up when I pulled into the driveway so I smiled and waved as I got out of the car. She gave a smile and half waved back. 'She must be shy, ' I thought as I grabbed my gear from the passenger seat. I didn't have time to wonder about her much more than that since I was starving and supper was probably on the table.
After dinner, I went out for a walk. It was a warm evening and I felt too confined to just sit and watch TV. I started up the street towards the main road thinking that I would grab a can of Pepsi at the little store there. On the way back, I saw the new girl outside again, this time standing by a tree. I gave a shout of Hello, but she didn't acknowledge it. I didn't know if she was stuck up or just didn't notice me. I passed on by their house and thought I felt someone looking at me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her watching. I again said hello and raised my hand. She smiled and waved back, then ducked her head and went inside. I decided that she was just very shy and she would just need time. After all, just moving into a new place would be hard.
But from what I had seen, I was definitely interested in getting to know her. She was taller than her mother, probably just a few inches shorter than me. Her blonde hair reached to the middle of her back and it framed her pretty face well. She wasn't heavy, but had what looked like nice curves.
I spent the next few days watching for her. She would come outside often, sometimes reading a book, other times just looking around the neighborhood. But when the other teens and children were out, she would go back inside. This was strange and I decided see if I could figure it out.
I started watching her closely and I began to notice a few things. When she was reading, she didn't notice anything going on around her. She would watch the younger children play in the street but when someone started in her direction, she would move into the house. It finally dawned on me a couple of days later what at least part of the problem was. She was reading a book when a car backfired up the street. It was enough to make me jump; yet she didn't move. Now that I had an answer, I got up from our porch and walked up to her.
My shadow alerted her to my presence, but by then I was too close for her to run inside. Moving my hands in a pattern that would have been strange to most folk, I told her, "Hi. My name is Dave. What's yours?"
She was startled and almost afraid. She then brought her hands up and signed back, "Karen."
"That is a pretty name. Nice to finally meet you"
Her movements became more fluid. "Nice to meet you too."
"How do you like the neighborhood?"
"Okay I guess. Lots of people. I like watching the other kids play."
"We have been here for a long time, ever since I was a baby. When you get used to it, I think you will like it."
About that time, Karen's mother came out looking for her. She got an angry look on her face and walked up tapping Karen on the shoulder. Karen jumped at the touch and turned to see who it was. Then she dropped her eyes to the ground.
Not knowing what was happening, but hoping to make a good impression, I tried to introduce myself. Holding out my hand I said, "Hi, I am Dave Dawson from the house over there."
Her reply stunned me. "I don't care who you are. You are just here to try and take advantage of our little girl. I won't allow any sinner to be around this house. Now you know that she is handicapped... You probably think it will be easy to take liberties with her. Well, that isn't gonna happen. She doesn't know how sinful the world is and you aren't going to use that against her. Now just get out of here."
Karen had been watching her mother's face closely. I figured out that she could read lips since she looked horrified at what her mother had said. She then tried to sign that it wasn't like that at all; her mom grabbed her hands and pushed her toward the house. She then followed Karen into the house, turning back to give me one more withering look before slamming the door.
I went back to my own house very confused. All I had done was to try and talk to Karen. Why would her mother act like I was trying to get in her pants? I really didn't understand this at all.
Mom called me in to dinner as I was coming across the front lawn. I went in and washed up, then went in to my brother's room to let him know that dinner was on the table.
After dinner, I went back outside and sat under the elm tree. I was still pondering what Karen's mom had said to me when I looked up to see who I thought was Karen's father coming up the sidewalk.
He smiled and offered his hand. "I'm George Peterson, Karen's father. I think I need to apologize for my wife's behavior this afternoon. From what Karen said, you were just trying to be friendly."
"Well sir, I wondered what I had done. I had just told her that she would come to like the neighborhood and it was like I was trying to do something to her."
"It's Dave, isn't it? Well Dave, there are some things that you don't know about Karen. But I want her to be happy here, so if you want to talk to her, I think it would be good for her. Just be careful."
"I understand, Mr. Peterson. When we talked - signed I mean- she seemed to be very nice, but also very shy. Maybe we could sit out front and talk a bit so Mrs. Peterson could see I mean no harm."
He shook my hand again. "I think that would be a good idea. Karen could use someone her age to talk to." He went back to his house and I went inside to think about the mystery surrounding this girl.
It was a few days later when I got a chance to see Karen again. I had two shifts at the water park where I worked during the summer and on weekends. I enjoyed the job. The pay wasn't the best, but it had great benefits. I could enjoy the rides during my breaks and the girls in their almost non-existent bikinis certainly gave me something to watch. The park had hosted a Christian Youth group and I could not believe the amount of flesh that these girls had been showing. I had enough fantasy material to last for a long time.
I was outside working on my car when I decided to take a break. As I started to go in the house, I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye. Karen was waving at me. I smiled and waved back. I changed course and went over to her front yard. She took a seat on the front steps and I leaned against the tree that shaded the porch.
"I'm sorry about how Mom acted. Daddy had a talk with her and she agreed to let me talk to you."
"I'm glad. I would like to get to know you a little bit." I saw the book that was sitting on the step behind her. "What are you reading?" This opened up the gates and we were soon signing back and forth, telling each other about ourselves.
My arms were starting to get tired. "I know that you can read lips. Do you speak as well?"
"Not very good. I don't want you to laugh at me." She bowed her head so I got up and walked over to her. I put my finger under her chin, forcing her to look at me.
"I would never laugh at you. Something you don't know is that my little brother has been deaf since birth. That is why I can sign. And I know that you may have trouble with some words, so don't worry about it."
"Okay. I can use the practice anyway." The words came out haltingly but her voice was beautiful.
"See? I have no problem understanding. And you have a beautiful voice. Kinda reminds me of a sultry, spring day."
This made her blush all the way down her neck, but it also put a huge smile on her face. We continued to talk until I heard my mom yell my name calling me in for dinner. As I stood to leave, I turned so she could see my face. "I really had a good time talking to you. You think we could do it again sometime?"
She dropped her head, but I could still see her smile. "I would like that too."
After dinner, I sat looking at the TV with my little brother but I was not paying attention to what was on the screen. My thoughts were on Karen. She seemed to be a really nice person; she had a sharp wit and caught most of jokes I told her. Her laugh was contagious. She was very pretty as well, her dark blonde hair that fell past her shoulders and cascaded down her back. When not in a pony tail, it made a beautiful frame for her delicate features... Her deep blue eyes startled you with their intensity at first but seemed to draw you straight to her.
Of course being a normal, constantly horny sixteen-year-old boy, I noticed her body as well. She had been wearing a cream-colored knit top that showed the size and shape of her breasts well. Her tight jeans revealed a nicely shaped ass and a nice shape to her thighs. All told, she was twice the woman that my ex-girlfriend had been. I went to sleep with Karen on my mind.
We talked a few more times in the next week. When she asked where I went four days a week, I realized that she had been watching me. She must have realized what she had said because she got embarrassed and tried to apologize. "I didn't mean it to sound like I was keeping an eye on you. It's just that I see you leave sometimes and then come back in the afternoon. I figured you had a job somewhere, and just wondered what you did."
I covered her hand with mine, feeling the strength in her thigh where my fingers overlapped hers. "Don't worry about it. I look over here when I get ready to leave. Wave to me and I'll wave back if I can see you. As to where I go, I am a lifeguard and general hand at the Wave World water park."
"That sounds like a lot of fun. Where we used to live, we would go to the beach once in a while. I always enjoyed going there and playing in the waves. Daddy taught me to swim, but Mom didn't like me to because she was afraid I might get lustful thoughts from all the shirtless men. And she thought the bikinis were outright heresy."
She looked down where my hand was covering hers. She must have realized just where my hand was on her leg as I continued to cover hers. She gave a quiet intake of breath, but didn't move away. Instead, she moved our hands a tiny bit closer to the inside of her thigh. I could then feel the warm, smooth skin there. My cock started to twitch from the thought and I gently removed my hand from hers in order to keep from getting a full-blown erection right on her front porch steps. She almost seemed disappointed when I leaned back.
Thinking as fast as my sex-filled mind would allow, I thought of her last words and decided that this was an opening that I was not going to miss. The park was going to "winter hours" once the schools in the area started back. That meant that they would only be open on the weekends. The Friday before, the park would be closed so the employees could have free run. We all had to take a turn at our jobs for a couple of hours, but the rest of the time we could do what we want. The owners of the park provided lunch and dinner. It would make for a great date if Karen wanted to go.
"Karen, this Friday is the annual employee party at the park. Would you like to go with me?"
"You... You're asking me for a DATE?!?"
"Well, yeah. But if you don't want to go, I understand." Inside, I was praying that she wouldn't say no.
"No... I mean yes... I mean..." She stopped to collect her thoughts. "Dave, I have never been on a date in my life. I have never even been asked. If my parents will let me, I'd love to go with you!"
She was grinning like a maniac when Mr. Peterson came home. Getting out of his car, he saw her good mood. "What are you so happy about, Babygirl?"
"Dave just asked me to go with him to an employee day where he works at the water park. Can I go, please Daddy?"
"I have no problem with you going. It would be good for you to get out and enjoy yourself, and Dave seems like a good guy from the way you keep talking about him."
"DADDY!!" Karen's face got very red, but I pretended that I didn't hear the last part. Then, Karen's mood did a complete change. "I just realized that Mom won't let me go. She would figure that I might see or do something sinful."
"Don't worry about your mother. I'll talk to her. You are old enough to be going out. Just because her beliefs are strict is no reason for you to be kept locked up."
"Thanks Daddy. I love you."
We made plans then for me to pick her up at nine on Friday. And not to forget her suit and sunscreen. I went on home to eat and get a little work done on the car.
It seemed to take forever for Friday to come. Karen was on my mind most of the time, and my father noticed it. He found me working on changing the plugs on my car and asked about what was on my mind. I had always been able to talk to Dad about anything so I told him about Karen, and how her mom was.
He thought for a minute then said, "I think you are falling for this girl. You have talked about her quite a bit lately, but I didn't know that this was the first date she had ever been out on. Only advice I can give you is to take it slow and see how she reacts. Let her take the lead."
I thanked him for the advice. He clasped my shoulder and then proceeded to help me finish the tune up.
I was up early Friday morning. I showered and shaved and went down to grab some breakfast. I was toasting some frozen waffles when Mike, my little brother came in.
"Make me some too. Please?"
"Mike you know that you are supposed to speak, not sign."
"Not until I have something to eat."
I sighed and put two more waffles in to toast. Mike was a typical little brother, a real pain sometimes but usually we got along well. Being deaf from birth, he had struggled for years trying to learn to speak and his therapist wanted us to make him talk when possible. Today, I didn't press the issue though. I think he had hoped that I would take him to the employee picnic, but he took it well enough when I told him that I was taking Karen. As I was leaving, he signed to me, "Have fun with your girlfriend. Dave is in L-O-V-E"
I threatened to toss his waffles into the sink then laughed at his reaction and waved goodbye. I started the car and pulled into Karen's driveway. I had not even had a chance to knock on her door before it opened and Mrs. Peterson was standing there. She let me know that Karen would be right down. Then, she proceeded to grill me on where we were going, what we would be doing, how many people would be there, and several other things. "Don't let her out of your sight. She's never been out in a crowd without me so she doesn't know a lot of things you take for granted. And you better not touch..."
She shut up only because she heard Karen come down the stairs. She was smiling, and stood waiting at the bottom of the stairs. I went over and took her hand and we headed out the door.
I took the small bag she was carrying and put it with mine in the back of my car. I opened the door for her and checked her out as she sat down in the seat. She had on a tank top and shorts with sandals on her feet. Damn, this girl even had cute feet! I closed the door and got into the driver's door.
I got ready to start up and noticed she was having trouble with the seat belt. Unless you held the button a certain way while you pushed the buckle in, it would not catch. That was on my list to replace, but since it was the passenger side and anyone who normally rides there knows the secret to locking it, I had left it alone.
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FetishIt was late afternoon before we were back home. We stopped by the store, both to check out how things had gone in our absence and to see the progress on our new building. It was amazing how quickly the construction had progressed. Once the footings and concrete floor had been poured it was only a matter of weeks before the concrete block walls were up. The architect had suggested several cost-cutting and time saving steps, including using standard in-stock steel roof joists. Already, the...
Sound Sleeper I have always been a very sound sleeper. It has been great and it has been devastating too. For instance it was great when I would not get up for school and Mom would have to shake me and shake me to get me up. She would even have to help me into the bathroom and to get dressed occasionally. I am not a morning person and my alarm clocks doesn’t disturb me either, I can sleep through anything. There in lies the devastating part. Over the years my sister Ashley has been...
Copyright 2009 by PostScriptor * It was around 6:00 PM when I walked into the house to the smell of dinner cooking. Nothing fancy, I suspected, but tasty — one of those 5-bone pot roasts, cooked for hours in the slow-cooker with potatoes, onions and carrots. Wouldn’t be surprised if Audrey had picked up one of those salads from the store with all of the fixings including pieces of cheese, corn, taco pieces — the little add-ons that make a salad unique — as well as the dressing. Not that...
Introduction: Joyce is at it again SOUND SLEEPER 2: The Awakening THIS IS THE SECOND INSTALLMENT OF WHAT, I HOPE, WILL BE A RUNNING SERIES FEATURING THE HORNY SINGLE MOTHER, JOYCE. Joyce had crossed a line, she had engaged in sexual relations with her unwitting, 10 year old son while he slept&hellip,in the same room as his younger sister! The clear image of what she had done had burned a mental picture in her mind, the nights passed as she pleasured herself to the lewd image of her riding the...
THIS IS THE SECOND INSTALLMENT OF WHAT, I HOPE, WILL BE A RUNNING SERIES FEATURING THE HORNY SINGLE MOTHER; JOYCE. Joyce had crossed a line; she had engaged in sexual relations with her unwitting, 10 year old son while he slept…in the same room as his younger sister! The clear image of what she had done had burned a mental picture in her mind, the nights passed as she pleasured herself to the lewd image of her riding the hairless cock like a savage in lust. Lately she had...
I had never intended on things happening the way they did. My name is joyce and I’m a 38 year old mother of two, my daughter is 8 and my son 10. I’ve been told that I’m the spitting image of racheal ray. I’m average height and weight (not an ounce of fat, I may add) with long dark hair and a smile that makes me appear 10 years younger. Plus, in my opinion, I have bigger breasts! My looks not withstanding I don’t understand why my husband left me for a woman 10 years younger then me. I’ve...
Kevin honestly hadn't planned for it to happen. It just had. And all because his sister fell asleep in front of the TV with no panties on. He had just gotten home from seeing a late movie with some of his high-school buddies. It was around one, and as he walked through the living room he noticed his younger sister Katie sitting zonked out in their father's recliner. It looked like she had fallen asleep while watching some old movie. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt that she liked to lounge...
It was around 6:00 PM when I walked into the house to the smell of dinner cooking. Nothing fancy, I suspected, but tasty — one of those 5-bone pot roasts, cooked for hours in the slow-cooker with potatoes, onions and carrots. Wouldn't be surprised if Audrey had picked up one of those salads from the store with all of the fixings including pieces of cheese, corn, taco pieces — the little add-ons that make a salad unique — as well as the dressing. Not that labor intensive cooking was normal...
I’m usually an early riser, but I’m not accustomed to falling asleep after three in the morning. I was awakened around 9:30 by the ringing phone. Twisting away from Sheila I reached for the phone on the night table. It was Joanne telling me that Sheila’s car was in the lot, but she hadn’t come in to work and wasn’t answering her phone. “I drove her home last night and told her to stay in bed all day today. I’m pretty sure she’ll be in on Monday. Just work as best you can. If there are...
Despite what I have heard, being married has actually meant more sex. Not only more sex but different sex. Kinkier sex. Crazier sex. Just this past Spring my wife Brianne and I had our first group experience involving two male bartenders. It was something that has actually evolved our sex life into trying things like light bondage. We are still learning all the finer points of it but for now we are having fun tying Brianne up and “forcing” her into testing her sexual boundaries. I think what we...
Group SexEsme = turbo sex freak. Really, hold on to something (other than your cocks) because this young lady just exudes SEX at every turn. She is one of those few and very sought after sexual creatures who just can’t help but flirt, tease, and then give as good as she gets in every way that matters. Really, even YOU can probably FEEL her nympo-ness splatter off your monitor and onto your dick. There’s some great chemistry between cocklord TC and Esme. You could cut the sexual tension...
xmoviesforyouLesley's Story When I was three years old my Father was killed in a motoring accident. I was too young to understand exactly what had happened but realised my Mother was utterly distraught with grief and so in love with my Father that she has never ever wanted to be involved with another man again. That does not mean that she insulated herself from the rest of the world, on the contrary, she has many friends and enjoys an interesting and varied social life. I am there only son, in...
It was a warm Saturday about a month after my divorce. I sat at the bar nursing a beer and watching the college football game on the TV. While I wasn’t really looking to actively socialize, I had come across the lake just to be in a place where there were other people. I pondered how I had gotten to this point. I wasn’t exactly broken up about the divorce, as we had been staying together only out of inertia for the last few years. We didn’t hate each other, but there hadn’t been any love in...
Finally after 10 months of chatting exchanging photos and even Skyp'ing twice, by a miracle of fate, I was going to actually be with Kim. Kim is my FANTASSY, ON-LINE TRANSEXUAL LOVER. Kim lives in the UK so it always was just a mutual fantasy that we would ever meet. Then fate smiled on both of us, Kim is earning her PhD and has taken a sabbatical. She is coming to the states to attend a world class mathematical seminar at the Courant Institute in NY City. She will be here for two whole weeks!!...
Ill give you a little background first. I’m an average 18 year old guy, im no model, but im not ugly either, I stand about 6ft2 tall, quite muscular, a bit tanned, and a 7 inch, reasonably thick cock. She is a sexy 15 year old girl, not too tall, about 5ft6, blond hair, average boobs, id say a 34c, with nice long legs that lead to a sweet little arse that’s always wrapped in super tight pants, or a short skirt. I thought I should change our names, so I will be Tom and she will be...
Louise came to my fifteenth birthday party and afterwards we escaped off for a walk to the local fields to get pissed away from parents. We were sitting on the grass under a tree when the first thing between us happened. Louise dropped her head in my lap because she was pissed and I was like stroking her hair and all that.I started to think about what it would be like with her head there and me without any trousers or knickers. I started to get a little bit wet with the idea. Louise’s hand was...
She ran. Her parents were at work before she left for school. So she packed a duffelbag of clothes, and she ran. She knew where Josh lived so she decided to go there. She rang the doorbell but no one answered. She went around back and tried the back door. It was unlocked. She went in and tentatively said, “Hello” No one answered. She tried again, this time louder, “HELLO” A dog barked from deeper in the house, seconds later three massive Great Danes were running after her out the door and...
I run my own building business developing properties for wealthy customers, I had worked for Zoe and John on their own property and we got on well. Their style was minimalist to say the least no clutter, no k**s or pets all the rooms where stripped back to basics timber floors and marble everywhere, not my taste but they loved it.John was obsessive about life he had a real tidy fetish everything had to be the right place etc, he was immaculate in his dress, Zoe was similar but not so extreme...
Marina wischt sich den Schweiß von der Stirne. Die drückende Sommerhitze macht den Hausputz unerträglich. Glücklicherweise muss sie nur noch die Treppe und die Diele wischen, dann ist sie endlich mit dem Putzen fertig. In diesem Moment hört sie, wie direkt hinter ihrem Rücken die Haustüre aufgeschlossen und geöffnet wird. Ist es tatsächlich schon so spät, denkt sie überrascht. Normalerweise versucht sie immer mit ihrer Hausarbeit fertig zu sein, bis ihr achtzehnjähriger Sohn Michael aus der...
It was Saturday morning and I like everyone else in the world was glued to my t.v waiting for “The Guru” to announce who he had chosen to be his replacement. It came as a shock to everyone when he announced his retirement last month. Then he announced that he would be taking applications from anyone and everyone which was surprising. Not just anyone could do what he does but that wasn't going to stop me from putting my name in the pile. The month that followed was full of constant debates about...
Mind ControlI hoped the next match would be Brandy and Macy. Brandy knew how to wrestle, from the summer practicing with her neighbor. Besides, if Brandy lost now, I'd win our side bet. Unfortunately, the names drawn were Nan Corser and Brandy Scott. Nan was the girl chosen at random to wrestle. She beat Maria Cuban our number 3 -- fast enough to shave and label her without losing a garment of her own. Brandy beat our number 5, needing a few seconds longer, and losing one of her garments, but fast...
I shared some photos of my wife with a guy back in the 90s with the stipulation that he would write a story on how he would use her. Here it is. Comments encouraged.Now... what I'd like to do with you and Pamela...I am going to get a chance to something that most men never get a chance to do, tell another man what he would like to do to his wife! I get the call, "room 417, come see us she's ready". I am nervous and my heart is racing as a walk down the hall. Here I am, knowing that I am...
Janet Davis sat her desk at her job in Manhattan. It had been a two weeks since Erica's death and a week since she had returned to work. Chewing on a pencil, her mind kept returning to the events of the past two weeks. She had returned to work to partially continue her familiar life. Tiffany, however, had quit her job immediately. So Janet arose each morning and took a different train into the city, resuming her job as a secretary. While there was some gossip about her weeklong absence, it...
Note: though I do refer to some of the characters as "children," all of the characters in this story are over 18. "Goddammit Sam! Can you stop that!" Paul Archer has had enough. Every time he or his wife Claudia needs to find one of their children, they always wind up walking in on them masturbating. Whether it's Jeremy jerking off into his sock, or Joanna writhing under the covers. It never ends. And it's not just at home either: All four of the Archer children have been sent home from school...
Jimmy Burdett knocked to announce his presence, but didn't wait for a response. He opened the back door to the Lunardi house and stepped into the laundry room. He'd been there a hundred times before. The smells coming from the kitchen—sweet chopped basil and chives, lasagna baking, toasted garlic bread, fresh-brewed coffee—were as familiar to him as his own home. "Jennifer," he shouted. "Jennifer!" He hurried into the kitchen waving the letter that had just arrived, eager to share his...
We have always enjoyed meeting people to swing with, for many years it was mainly couples, being good looking Lyn always had guys chat her up, so it was no surprise one day that she told me she had been fucked while I was ay work one day. She found very quickly it was easy to have fun and often met guys often while I was at work, I would come home to be greeted with a cum filled pussy, and when we swung with couples she had no problems going with the woman, so I got to see her eat pussy,...
IN TRANSIT!It was a while in the planning, choosing a suitable evening, shall we choose a Friday or a Saturday, what shall we wear, arranging an overnight babysitter, planning the route and making sure we had enough pennies to have a nice evening. We'd promised ourselves another night out at X-tasia before Christmas. We'd been once before at the end of August and whilst we were both nervous had a good time even if it was just the fact that we were together alone. This time we had a better idea...
The Viagra incident – just a quick little story.After Jack and I were together for about five years, he started having some little problems with staying hard. To be honest, I wasn’t worried because it gave me a little break from time to time. My dear Jack could have a tendency to leave me with a pretty raw cunt some nights. I was getting more than enough sex as it was.He went to see a doctor friend who fixed him up with a bag of Viagra samples then, he told me about it. The doctor had given him...
You and I are at a mountain lake, its fall, the leaves are changing color, and the air is cool and crisp but not too cold. The leaves are brilliant colors of yellow, orange and red… The lake is calm and like a mirror reflecting all the colors. We decide to hike to the top of a mountain at the lake shore to get bird’s eye view of the surrounding area and the beauty of the season. The hike is not difficult but not easy either. It takes a good hour or so of hiking. You are in jeans, t-shirt, and...
This story is not mine i just wanted to share it Mistletoe and MomMy parents divorced last year after 35 years of marriage when my father ran off with his young secretary; cliché, yes, but it does happen. I've been trying to help my mom as much as I can with all the changes so when she needed some one to go with her to her company Holiday party, I accepted without even thinking.My mother is a typical suburban housewife of 58 – she is not unattractive, but not young, firm or hot. She works as a...
I heard my stepdad bitching at me from downstairs. "Becca I told you to do this dishes! I'm sick of your laziness!" What a dick I thought, I never even eat here, why should I clean up after some guy who's fucking my mom? "Do em' yourself!" I replied. He stomped up to my room, red in the face. "You leave me no choice but to deciplince you. This is my house and I make the rules." I laughed, "whatta ya gonna do Dave? I'm already grounded and you took away my computer." He made a slapping motion in...