Retirement Community Life
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Thursday morning I woke up and it took me a minute to realize my dick ached, stiff and swollen just like it should have been. I'd kinda worried about it actually, since cumming five times the afternoon and night before had been a whole lotta cum! I'd gone to sleep figuring I wouldn't get a boner for a week probably, but there it was! Everything was okay and even though I sorta wanted to use the bathroom just then, I gave my dick a little squeeze and spent five minutes thinking about Jules.
I missed her, you know? I hadn't seen Julie at all the day before. I hadn't even talked to her on the phone or anything. I'd fucked three girls and gotten a blowjob from Lisa's mom, but all I could think about was Julie and I wondered why she hadn't called me. Maybe she'd found out about me and Lisa. Or me and the twins? God! What if Jules was mad at me? I should have called her, I thought, except I sorta couldn't because if our moms found out ... Oh man!
My alarm went off again and I slapped the snooze button again. Five minutes worrying about Jules had been enough and I spent five more minutes thinking about Lisa and especially her mom. What was up with that Bambi chick anyway? Lisa had been so eager to introduce us and then later she'd been sorta mad about it, but I guess Lisa had a good reason too. Her and Bambi were gonna share me? Didn't I have anything to say about it? Did I really want to have anything to say about it? They were both totally hot!
Except I loved Lisa, I had to admit. Maybe not as much as I loved Jules, but it had to be close. How did that work? At first I'd only loved Jules and I'd just wanted to fuck Lisa, but now ... I loved both of them, I couldn't help it. I didn't love Bambi though and I only sorta almost loved the twins, Angie and Stacy, but yeah, I could probably love them too just because they were so completely awesome and they'd let me fuck them.
No, I decided, I couldn't fall in love with them too! God! That would be totally insane, loving four girls who were all thirteen-years-old and especially best friends! They'd kill me if they ever found out about each other, except they all knew about Jules and me and I was supposed to break up with her? No way! How come everyone wanted us to break up? Randy, our mom's, Julie's friends ... It seemed like the whole world was against us!
My alarm went off a third time and I finally got up, rubbing my boner through my boxers and thinking I'd just wasted ten minutes of my life. Girls were nothing but questions with tits instead of answers.
"Jules?" I blinked as I saw her sort of leaning against the big oak tree in our next door neighbor's yard.
"Hi!" Julie smiled and glanced around, but we were pretty much alone.
My parents had already left for work, like everyone else who lived around there and the cul-de-sac where I lived seemed like a ghost town on a normal weekday. But still, the Judge would be home and sometimes he'd watch through his big picture windows to make sure nobody trampled his grass or leaned against his tree. If he saw us, my mom would definitely hear about it!
"What are you doing?" I asked and maybe I sounded mad or something, but I didn't mean to.
"You don't wanna see me?" Julie's smile faltered and she bit her bottom lip.
"Yeah!" I told her quickly. "Course I do, but ... we got school."
"I missed my bus," she giggled.
"Oh."
"I missed you too," Julie said and my heart stuttered because she looked entirely beautiful to me. Lisa was cute, but Jules, I decided, was beautiful.
"I missed you," I agreed, watching her brown eyes grow warm as she looked back at me.
"Your mom and dad are working," she said. "Right?"
"Yeeeeah..." I nodded. "Why?"
"I don't wanna go to school," Jules laughed again, pushing herself off the tree and I put my hands on her hips.
She wore a dress today, a nice one too and I liked to think maybe she'd worn it for me. Like Julie planned on missing her bus just so she'd have an excuse to find me. She knew I walked to school with her brother every morning and Randy probably wondered where the heck I was about then. He might come looking for me because sometimes one of us would oversleep and when that happened, if he caught Julie with me...
"Come on!" I decided, taking Jules by the hand. "Randy might come looking for me."
"Yeah!" Julie agreed happily and we both knew that we'd be skipping school that day, I just wasn't exactly sure how to go about it yet.
"Good morning, um ... I'm, uh, Mr. Collins and my daughter isn't feeling very good..." I said into the phone with sort of a deep serious voice, frowning and waving my hand at Jules as she stifled a giggle, " ... Right. Yeah, uh ... Julie Collins. She's in seventh grade and ... Uh, okay. Thank you. Bye."
"Did they believe you?" she asked, practically jumping up and down, yanking on my shoulders and making me grin.
"I think so," I said. "I hope so! Man! We could get in so much trouble, Jules."
"No way!" She stuck her tongue out at me. "God loves us!"
"Yeah!" I rolled my eyes. "I hope so."
"I'm gonna call your school now, um..." she got almost serious, " ... Do you think I sound like your mom?"
"No!" I laughed at her.
"Like this, I mean..." Jules lowered her voice as much as she could, " ... Hi, this is Mrs. Winslow and..."
"Don't say hi," I suggested. "Just say good morning and talk faster, but not too fast. My mom hates talking on the phone."
"She does?" Jules gave me a funny look.
"She's on the phone like eight hours a day at work," I shrugged. "At least that's what she says. So she talks kinda fast."
"Okay, um..."
Julie tried again and then again, practicing and doing her best, but there was no way she sounded like my mom. She sounded like a thirteen-year-old girl, but it wasn't like I could call and say I was my dad either. They'd be suspicious of that for sure! But they'd be suspicious of Julie too, since high school kids were notorious for skipping out and Mrs. Eagleton, the secretary, had to be like a hundred years old and she knew all the tricks!
"This isn't gonna work, is it?" Julie frowned and we both glanced at the clock, a real old grandfather clock built by Daniel Porter in 1787.
I knew that because it had been in our family forever and I'd heard the stories a zillion times. Every family has one really cool thing and that clock was ours. It even kept time pretty good when my dad remembered to wind it. He wouldn't even let me touch it yet, but someday it would be mine and I liked that idea a lot, but just then I really didn't want my dad to kill me before I got to wind the clock! He would too, if he found out I'd skipped school just to fuck my girlfriend, and that was exactly my plan!
Julie made my dick hard just looking at her in that nice, blue and white dress, long and thin with lace around the sleeves. It had a sash thing tied around her skinny waist and after she'd taken off her coat, I realized she hadn't worn a bra underneath it either! I could see her nipples through the thin cotton and that was pretty much unheard of for Jules. She always wore a bra, a training bra that hid those sweet puffy fat pink nipples that I loved to suck on so much ... Ouch! My dick ached and she knew it, smiling and playing with her thick, wavy brown hair and batting her baby brown eyes at me.
Fuck! It would be worth dying just to spend all day playing with Julie's sexy barely teenage body! People have died for less, I knew that much, but probably not when they were just fifteen. Jules wasn't going to be able to pull it off and when I didn't show up for homeroom, old Mrs. Eagleton would be more than happy to call my mom at the bank and ask her why. If there was one thing you never, ever wanted to do, it was call my mom at work if it wasn't an emergency. Me not showing up for class would be an emergency only until Mom found out I hadn't been kidnapped or hit by a car or ... You get the idea. Once she found out I was perfectly fine and making out with Jules? Yeah. My life would be done. Stick a fork in it.
And as I contemplated what sort of music I wanted at my funeral, I had a thought. A weird, wacky, strange impossible thought.
"Are you gonna call the school?" Jules wondered as I dialed the phone and I shook my head, wishing she wasn't standing right next to me. This would be awkward enough and I was actually kind of scared.
The phone rang like eight times and for just a moment it seemed like nobody was home. I wasn't sure if I should have been relieved by that or not, but then someone answered.
"Hello?" she said and I blinked because I didn't recognize the voice at all.
"Uh ... Hi," I said, sorta turning my back to Julie and her curious look. "Is Mrs. Hutchins there?"
"Bambi? Oh! She's upstairs getting dressed for work," the girl told me. "May I ask who's calling?"
"Mrs. Hutchins?" Julie's voice tugged at me, but I didn't look at her.
"Uhhh..." I swallowed hard, " ... Trent."
"Trent?" the voice asked with a giggle. "Lisa's new boyfriend?"
"You're calling Lisa's mom?" Julie asked, knowing full well who Mrs. Hutchins had to be, since she and Lisa had been best friends forever and everything.
"Yeah," I answered both of them without trying. "Who's this?"
"Cool!" the girl said. "Oh, I'm Krissy ... with a K."
"Krissy with a K?" I almost laughed, but then I saw Julie's face and that killed the idea quickly.
"Why are you calling her?" Julie demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm a nurse, well ... a student nurse. I go to night school, " Krissy explained. "During the week I take care of Bobby."
"Bobby?" I wondered.
"Why are you calling Lisa's Mom?" Julie bit her bottom lip and I wondered if she had issues with Bambi too. Probably any girl would, since Bambi was about the cutest, sexiest mother anyone would ever like to fuck!
"Robert," Krissy said. "Mr. Hutchins. I like to call him Bobby because he's such a sweetie."
"He is?" I didn't really believe that. The guy just sat there staring all the time, all lopsided and paralyzed and whatever.
"Of course!" Krissy laughed lightly. "Oh! Here's Bambi now. Nice talking to you, Trent. I've heard all about you!"
"You did?"
"Did what? Who are you talking to? What are you doing, Trent?" Jules seemed to be in a panic or something and I tried to reassure her with a smile.
"Trent?" Bambi's amazingly cute voice cut through my guts like a knife and all I could think of was how sexy she'd looked with my dick in her mouth.
"Yeah, um ... Hi..." I sort of said, suddenly realizing that this hadn't been my most brilliant idea ever.
"Hi there," Bambi purred. "I was just thinking about you while I took my bath."
"You were?" I swallowed hard and felt my face burning beneath Julie's intense brown eyes.
"Uh-huh," Bambi laughed lightly. "Are you calling because you miss me, or..."
"No ... I mean, yeah, I do sorta, but..." I had no idea what to say, everything sounded wrong.
"But?" she led me on. "Do you need a ride?"
"A ride?" I blinked at the phone because Bambi said it like she was asking me if I wanted to ride her!
"To school," she giggled and I must have smiled then, although I didn't realize it.
"What are you smiling at?" Jules wanted to know. "What's she saying?"
"Shhh..." I waved at her. "Um, Bambi? Actually, I was wondering if you'd sorta do me a favor?"
"A favor?" she asked, getting serious finally. "I'm running late for work already, so if you need another blowjob..."
"Oh ... Uh, no!" I said quickly, even though my dick throbbed at the idea. "It's okay, never mind."
"Trent!" she said with an exasperated laugh. "You've got me on the phone, so just ask."
"Well, uh..." I cleared my throat, " ... I was wondering if you'd call my school..."
"Why?"
" ... and tell them I'm sick or something."
"You're asking Lisa's mom?" Julie stared at me and then laughed. "She won't do it! She's a teacher!"
"What?" I blinked at Jules.
"You want me to pretend I'm your mom?" Bambi laughed too. "Oh Trent! What are you up to? Lisa isn't there with you ... Is she?"
"Lisa?" I instinctively turned away from Jules again. "No. She's not here, um..."
"But someone is," Bambi said, sounding suspicious and my heart stopped. "Don't lie to me. What are you doing?"
"Just, um ... nothing," I lied. Sorta. I should have known better than to call a professional mom. They always know when something's fishy, or maybe it's a woman's intuition thing.
"What are you guys talking about?" Julie wondered, sounding pretty darn suspicious herself suddenly.
"Trent?" Bambi warned me. "You're making me jealous now. There's someone there. Who is she?"
"Uh..." I really didn't want to say, but she was using the voice, like a Jedi mind trick, " ... Julie's here. We're kinda ... skipping school."
"Don't tell her that!" Julie stared at me. "God!"
"Julie?" Bambi giggled. "Well good for you, Trent."
"Really?" I asked. "You're not, um ... I mean, it's okay?"
"It's perfect," she said. "I'll call your school, you guys have fun. Where do you go? Century or..."
"Century," I agreed. "Yeah. Thank you, Bambi."
"But I want something in return, Trent."
"You do?"
"She what?" Julie frowned. "What did she say?"
"Pictures," Bambi said, making it sound like she'd just that second decided. "Of you and Julie."
"Me and ... Julie?" I glanced at Jules and she didn't look too happy.
"I want pictures of her sucking your cock," Bambi told me. "You have a digital camera, right?"
"Yeah," I shrugged. "My dad has one."
"Then use it."
"But what if she..."
"And make sure you cum on her face," Bambi warned me.
"Oh!"
"Don't let me down, Trent," she said. "I'd hate to be disappointed in you."
"I'll, um ... alright," I agreed, having no idea how I was supposed to talk Jules into letting me cum on her face. I didn't even know how to ask her if I could take her picture like that!
"Don't let her say no either," Bambi said as if she could read my mind.
"I won't," I said, glancing at Jules and biting my lip nervously. She looked like she wanted to kill me already.
"Good! I have to run," Bambi said cheerfully. "I love you!"
"Uhhh..." I didn't expect that!
"Aren't you going to say it?" she pouted sexily and even with Julie standing three feet away from me, Lisa's mom could give me a boner like you wouldn't believe!
"Um..." I cupped the phone in my hand and whispered, "I love you."
"You're too easy!" Bambi laughed. "I was just teasing. Go have your fun with Julie and don't forget the pictures!"
"What did you say to her?" Jules asked, but I didn't think she knew what I'd said. Her question didn't sound rhetorical or anything, thank God!
Bambi hung up the phone and I sorta didn't want to hang up mine because then I'd have to face the music, you know? Like a full symphony orchestra marching band of Jules demanding to know why I knew Lisa's mom for one thing, why I called her Bambi for another, and why I'd ask her for a crazy favor, and especially why I'd be red faced and whispering! Just like Bambi somehow knew I wasn't home alone, Julie knew something was going on and like any serious girlfriend who was trying to get pregnant, she wanted to know what it was!
"What's going on, Trent?" Julie asked, standing there with her hands on her hips and her jaw sticking out like she wanted a fight.
I'd never seen a girl look like that before and it sorta frightened me.
"What?" I asked innocently, putting the phone down and trying to find the right expression to hide my guilt.
"Why did you call Lisa's mom?" Jules wanted to know. "And why do you even know her?"
"I met her before," I shrugged, trying to look completely unconcerned, but inside I felt like I was dying. Like, what if Jules broke up with me? The thought made me feel kinda sick to my stomach.
"Where? How? You just met Lisa on Sunday."
At the mention of Lisa's name, I'm sure some sort of look passed over my face. I couldn't help it, no more than I could control my thoughts when Lisa talked about Julie. I'd fallen in love with both of them somehow and maybe a couple days before I could have denied that, but not anymore. It totally sucked too because I didn't want to lose either of them, you know?
"You're Lisa's new boyfriend!" Julie blinked at me and her tuition thing worked just fine.
"Jules..." I stepped closer, putting my hands on her hips and looking down into her big brown eyes.
She seemed so small right then, and she was pretty little anyway, but you know what I mean. Julie felt soft and warm and looked so beautiful with her wavy brown hair falling around her heart-shaped face. Her pert little nose and pouting lips begged to be kissed and I could even see the barely there mounds of her tits, just fat nipples really, rising and falling beneath her dress. Jules made my heart hurt, she looked so beautiful to me just then, and I felt the kind of fear a kid feels when he can't find his best, favorite toy and thinks it's gone forever.
" ... I love you," I whispered. "Don't be mad at me, okay?"
"You jerk!" she practically yelled, pushing against my chest with her tiny hands, but I wasn't gonna let her go. I couldn't.
"I'm sorry," I told her, but that had to be the totally wrong thing to say. I mean, it made me sound completely guilty!
"She's my best friend!" Julie said, sort of twisting and squirming and I pulled her against me and wrapped my arms around her.
"I love you," I repeated, not knowing what else to say as we wrestled right there in the hallway beneath the stairs.
"I hate you!" Julie did yell that time and she kicked my left shin and half-slapped, half-pushed my face.
We were really wrestling too, that's the only word for it. Jules really wanted to get away from me and I knew if she did, I'd never get her back. There was no way I could let her go, not while she was mad at me. I kept thinking that if I made it up to her somehow, it would be okay. Like if I showed her how much I loved her, Jules would have to forgive me and everything would be alright again. To do that though, I needed her to stay. I needed her to give me a chance, even if she didn't want to.
"Umph!" we both kind of grunted and gasped as we fell onto the carpeted floor. Mostly on me, but we rolled around and I got Julie underneath me.
She was pretty strong for being such a little girl, but being a boy and a couple years older I had a lot of advantage. Plus I think I was more desperate to keep Julie than she was to get away, if that makes any sense. She could have fought me a lot harder than she did, dirtier too because I saw a real fight between two girls once and they were crazy! Like totally mean, you know? Jules just sorta ... wrestled with me and then stopped when I got her on her back.
"Let me go," she breathed, all red faced and sweating after a really fast three or four minutes of struggling.
"I just want to explain," I said a little breathlessly myself and wondering how I'd ever be able to explain anything.
"She said they had sex and everything!" Jules told me, meaning Lisa and me, and then she tried to get away again.
We wrestled for a couple minutes without really going anywhere. I'd gotten on Julie's chest, laying on her body and using my weight to hold her down. When she tried kicking at me and pushing me off with her feet, I worked my way between her thighs, forcing them apart beneath her scrunched up dress until my crotch pressed against hers. I held her wrists in my hands above her head, not too tightly or anything, but tight enough that she couldn't hit me or push me away.
I could feel her heart pounding against mine as I lay on top of her and Julie's eyes were wet, but she hadn't really been crying. We were both hot and kind of sticky with sweat, flushed and pink with our efforts, and I swear I'd never seen a girl look so beautiful in my life as Jules did right then. My dick was hard as a rock too! Not like I got off on forcing her to do anything or making her helpless, except maybe that was a small part of it. No. Mostly she just made my dick hard because I loved her so much and being on top of her and wanting her and needing her and...
"Mmmph! No!" Julie turned her head from side to side as I kissed her, keeping her soft lips tight together and breathing hard through her nose.
"Please," I whispered, following her mouth with mine, feeling desperate and a little voice told me that if I kissed her it would be okay somehow.
"Stop ... No ... I don't like you anymore!" Jules huffed and puffed, making faces at me and squirming like crazy.
"Yeah you do," I told her, praying it was true. "I love you. Jules..."
The crazy part was that Julie had wrapped her legs around my waist and all her squirming around really had the bulge in my jeans rubbing against her panty clad pussy! I mean, we were like fucking, sorta dry humping or whatever, and I'd grind the ache of my swollen cock against her as hard as I could too. It felt great like that and every time I did it, Jules would groan and her legs would get even tighter, the heels of her shoes digging into the small of my back almost painfully. She'd worn real shoes, since she'd worn a real dress, but I barely noticed.
"I hate you!" Julie said again and then she let me kiss her.
I couldn't believe it. I couldn't understand it either, but she stopped shaking her head and didn't try and stop me when my tongue slipped into her mouth. Jules didn't really return my kisses right away though, so it seemed pretty strange and really frustrating! Kissing someone who isn't kissing you back is like ... nothing. It's worse than nothing and my heart hurt so badly for a moment that I almost gave up completely. Like I finally realized she might actually hate me!
But then Julie's tongue touched mine and she tickled me and licked me and then she went sort of crazy. Julie kissed me hard! Like Stacy kissed, sorta. Like a boy kisses maybe. Julie's tongue pushed past mine and into my mouth and I must have let her arms go, even though I didn't remember doing it, because Julie's hand found my neck and the other one started scratching my back through my shirt. Her legs tightened and relaxed, getting us into a rhythm kind of deal so that it seemed like we were really fucking while we made out.
"I hate you," she breathed, breaking our kiss just long enough for that and every time we stopped to drink some air, she said something. "You jerk!" and "Liar!" and "I hate you!" again, a bunch of times actually, and all I could tell her was...
"I love you."
"Put it in me," she whispered, kissing my ear and kind of biting on it while I kissed Julie's hair and bathed in the sensation of being with her.
The feel of her small body trapped under mine. The smell of her skin and hair, like clean and sweet and salty with sweat. Hearing her soft, high-pitched voice telling me she didn't like me and yet her arms and legs and mouth wouldn't let me go. I didn't understand any of it, but I wasn't arguing either. She punished me with her words, but forgave me with her body. Maybe. I wasn't entirely sure what it meant and probably no man does. It's a woman thing and only sometimes, just when she hasn't been completely broken inside and doesn't want to be. Maybe.
"Hurry," Julie breathed, holding my face with both hands on my cheeks so she could stare into my eyes.
"Yeah," I agreed, moving and trying to reach between us while Jules started kissing me again.
She didn't make it easy, I'll tell you that much! Julie didn't want to let me go, but we were both hot for it and desperate too, I think. I know I was desperate anyway and Jules wouldn't stop kissing me for anything! I fumbled with my pants and got them undone and down my thighs. I had to yank and tug at her dress and it seemed more like a bed sheet or something. Like, where was the end of it? It hadn't looked that big before, but I finally got it out of the way and found her panties with my fingers.
Jules moaned into my mouth as my hand brushed her pussy. God! She felt like a furnace down there! A wet one! The girl had gotten soaked and the heat washed across my fingers as I slid them beneath the taut cotton from the side. I just kind of grabbed them and started yanking, jerking her body and breaking our kiss as Jules giggled and nodded her head. She relaxed her legs enough that I could almost sit up on my knees and I bet nobody had ever gotten a girl's panties off as quickly as I did just then.
I got her underwear down her legs and then over her shoes as Julie let me go, and then I got my own pants and underwear off completely. I smiled down at her, Julie lying on the floor in the hallway with her pretty dress bunched around her hips and her bare naked pussy all pink and puffy and wet enough that I could see her juices glistening. My cock strained and throbbed and little spasms would make it jerk up and down as we looked at each other. It was a defining moment, or something, like this had to be fate or whatever. We were supposed to be together, I thought, me and Julie forever.
Oh man! Jules felt tighter than ever! Like the first time we'd done it in her bed and she'd been a virgin, this felt the same way! I could feel her pussy lips spreading around the head of my dick and then the intense warmth of her moist hole being filled with my big cock. I mean, big compared to her, you know. Julie's pussy was so small and snug that she made me feel huge!
"Ohhhh ... Uhmm! Ah!" Julie sighed and then gasped with her brown eyes suddenly big and bright when my cock found the bottom of her pussy.
"Sorry," I whispered, since I hadn't really meant to shove all of my dick inside her all at once. That's what I'd done though, like just jammed it into her as far as I could with one long push.
"Shut up!" she giggled weakly, taking a deep breath as her arms tightened around my neck. Her legs had gone back around my waist too and my thirteen-year-old girlfriend pulled me tight against her.
"Okay," I smiled back and then kissed her. "Does it hurt?"
"Noooo..." she breathed. "I like it ... all the way, uh-huh ... uh-huhmmm..."
We didn't really fuck right away, which seemed sorta weird because that's exactly what we both wanted. Just making out seemed perfect though, kissing Jules while my cock filled her tight little pussy completely. I couldn't move at all, like pull back or whatever, Julie wanted me to stay deep inside and the soft walls of her sex seemed to grab my dick and squeeze. Relax and squeeze. Over and over with strange, amazing contractions that were almost indescribable. Jesus! She was fucking me without even moving, you know?
And the kissing had to be the best part for her. Jules always liked kissing anyway and after just a minute or two, with my tongue caressing the inside of her mouth, she started cumming. I could feel it too! Her pussy got even tighter somehow and she pulled herself against me, lifting her butt off the floor and rolling her hips. I felt her body getting tight everywhere, inside and out, and Julie's tongue flicked over and around mine like crazy! Her pussy pulled at my dick too. She didn't just squeeze me, she pulled like I'd somehow get even deeper than I was, but that was impossible!
"Oh God! I love you!" she gasped. "I love you! I love you! I love you!"
She kept saying it over and over and I'd started moving. I had to fuck her. My cock throbbed inside her pussy and I couldn't just lay there on top of her. I had to fuck her and cum. My balls were so tight that they almost hurt with the need for release. I rocked my hips into the girl, sliding my dick back and forth and feeling her amazing pussy wrapped around me completely. I bit her bottom lip and nibbled it gently. I sucked her tongue. I moved my chest over her puffy tits and held Julie's shoulders with my hands, keeping her still as I started fucking her good and hard.
I didn't last very long like that, believe me! A couple minutes later I felt my cum rising and I covered Julie's mouth completely with mine. I held her so tightly that I might have been hurting her, except Jules kept kissing me back. She breathed into my lungs and her heart pounded against my chest. Her hands were on my back, clutching me to her as my orgasm exploded into the depths of her womb. I came like a madman, spewing hot semen right up against the bottom of her pussy. My balls were snug against Julie's upturned butt and we were grinding then, not really fucking at all.
She came again too. Whimpering softly and blinking as tears filled her eyes. I loved it when Julie had those kinds of cums, the really intense kind, the emotional ones or whatever. Her first one had been different, like just physical maybe, but this one ... yeah! She could feel my sperm shooting towards her womb and Jules knew I loved her. She had to. I couldn't hide it. Everything else in the world got blotted out when I filled her with my ball juice and all I could think of was that we were making a baby inside her fertile, seventh grade belly.
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FantasyYe sari kahani 2005 se shuru hai Hello mera name veer age 25 hum himachal ke ek gaon mein rehtein hai mere ghar pe main, meri maa , mera bhai , meri behan aur mere pitaji rehte hain. Hum hindu jaat hain aur hamare paas 80 acer hain apne aur 80 acer mere chacha ji ke paas hai. Hum dono parivar alag rehte hain aur dono ke ghar sath sath hi hai. Unke ghar mein chacha, chachi aur unki beti rehtein hai. Humne sari zameen theke (rent) pe di hai iss liye mere chacha our papa ko koi kaam nahi hota ghar...
I was in Spain by myself & I saw on Squirt there was a good picnic area on the autotavia which was supposed to be a good gay site. It said it was best at night. So having got myself showered I went to find it arriving at dusk so I could see the layout. There were several cars parked up most with just on guy in so I was optamistic. I got out the car & walked round finding were the secluded places were, just the a white van pulled up & guy in work clothes got out & walked in my...
Emma had just finished making a short video about turning eighteen. She was very happy! Now she could do grownup things, like have sex, without worrying about her chosen lover’s getting cold feet. She had big plans for tonight!There were plans for a birthday party, where she had decided to pick out two hunks to “leave her breathless!”She had made plans for tonight since she was sixteen. She planned on wearing a black dress which was suitable for a sixteen year old lady. But she had also...
We lay there a moment, Claire's quiet sobs lessened until she lifted a hand to wipe her eyes, i stopped her, "Your makeup has run and you'll only make it worse if you rub those beautiful eyes baby, i'm going to end up fucking a panda" This made her laugh which i'd hoped it would, she lifted her head to look down at me and i could see her eyes still wet with tears, eyeshadow smudged and a dark streak running down both cheeks. I lifted my hands and took hold of her head between them, pulling her...
This is a true story of my sexual exploits from losing my virginity until the present day. I am a 56-year-old male living in the same area in a southern county in the U.K. So to protect people that are still alive I have changed peoples names including my own. ...
Hello all, this is Hungstud again. You might have read my last story about how i had made love with a middle aged housewife. Without wasting your time, i will give first time readers small intros i am 28 years old working for a MNC and living in the western suburbs of Mumbai, Her name is Anjana Sharma a housewife who is as beautiful as beautiful can be. Now coming to the story, after we made love we had a nice couple of hours of sleep, i found her sleeping soundly when the first ray of morning...
It was a delightful little party at my best friend Hugh's house, with about a dozen of us present all told. His parents were out of the city, and with their gracious permission we were granted access to Mr. Blackbourne's stupendous collection of liquor. The drinks offered pleasing warmth on a harsh winter afternoon. It was still light out and we were hesitant to imbibe too much so early, so we'd gathered some chairs in a circle and were swapping stories. Edward, my other best friend,...
Something woke me up, but both girls were still asleep. I carefully got out my phone and sent a gang email, “I have had a change of policy regarding who can and cannot be a member of the GSS. There will be a meeting as soon as it can be scheduled between performances to explain the UPCOMING policy change.” I separately sent this email, “Anyone with both Social Networking and computer skills, who would like to consolidate and be in touch with our Fan Clubs around the USA, please contact me...
Going in their house I felt excited hoping we do what happened last night. Rebecca was in the kitchen wearing a floor length robe. She turned and asked if I was hungry. She made a plate for me and we sat to eat. I couldn't help but look at her chest while eating. Tim cought me looking and asked if I wanted to see them again. I shook my head and said yes. He reached of and pulled her robe open, exposing rebeccas tits. My eyes fixed on her stiff nipples. Rebecca smiled and said you can have...
After a long day at an international exhibition in Frankfurt I found myself in a 5-star hotel with a Spa. I got naked, slipped into my slippers and robe and headed for the basement. The Spa was very modern, dark - mostly black shiny tiles with some golden mosaics dotted around to give it a luxurious calming look. A long corridore lead to individual saunas, steam and other rest rooms. The only thing that illuminated the complete area were LED lights that changed colours from time to time from...
Chapter FiveIt was manic as soon as he got into work. One of the servers had gonedown, and he spent the first three hours without a break dealing withthe problems this had created. Besides himself, there were two others onshift; a useless temp called Steve, and Rhona, one of the supervisors.Steve was hopeless and Rick had to spend half his time sorting out whatSteve had messed up. Eventually Rhona and Rick managed to grab a breaksitting in the office with a coffee and doughnuts which Steve had...
Mark told me during the half term he had met John and went back to John's house a couple of days and looked at porn books drank beer smoked and watched a few blue films John had wanked and sucked him off and ever let Mark stick his cock in his bum and fuck him, my. Cock was stiff and leakingHe told me John liked him to dress as a girl and he had asked Mark to steal a pair of his mum's and sisters knickers for him Why I asked?Mark explained he had a suitcase full of bras knickers and tights...
Hallo mein Name ich Doris 43 Jahre 166cm groß sehr Schlank mit hängenden schweren Brüsten. Was ich sicher meinen beiden Kindern zu verdanken habe. Die mittlerweile ihre eigenen Wege gehen. Nach dem ich mich von ihren Vater getrennt habe lernte ich einen Neuen Mann kennen. Der vor 2 Jahren gestorben ist bei einem Betriebsunfall nun war ich Witwe. Zusammen lebten wir in einem kleinem Eigenheim Martin mein Schwiegersohn wurde vor ein Paar tagen 18. Der junge macht mich wahnsinnig kein Bock auf...
Hello ISS readers this is Samar Punjabi () again with my true experience. As always I wrote true experiences. My last story was about my best sex partner titled “Whatsapp to What A Fuck. I got response from many readers, thank you all for your love and support this make me more confident to write another sex experience within a week after prior story. Myself Samar from Punjab but currently living in Chandigarh. I am good looking (may be ;-) 5’11”, athletic body and 6+ dick size can satisfy a...
Here are a few more delicious electrons for you to self-abuse yourself to. Since I'm closer to the end of this series than the beginning, I hope you can get your nut off reading this. Once again, I must remind you that if you're too young to read this in your jurisdiction, or if it's just plain illegal, please don't read this. If you want to catch up on this series, or read anything else I have to offer, please visit my website. I also must remind you that the name 'Brett...
Bei den Mathehausarbeiten hatte mein bester Freund Marco immer Schwierigkeiten und rief mich regelmäßig an. Gerade in der letzten Zeit, in der wir uns beide auf das Abi vorbereiteten, paukten wir oft zusammen Gleichungen und Parabeln. So auch vor ein paar Tagen. Marco bat mich, doch bei ihm vorbeizukommen und ihm mit einer besonders fiesen ganzrationalen Funktion zu helfen. Es war ein heißer Tag und eigentlich hatte ich keine Lust, mich heute mit Mathematik zu belasten aber schließlich war...
This is the story of Sam and I meeting a new couple to play with. As background, Sam and I (Taylor) had been swapping with another couple for almost a year and a half. We did a lot of fucking with them but they were the only couple we’d played with. We’d talked about several ways to find others to play with but none had worked up till now. Our friends were going to be out of town for the holidays so Sam and I were looking for other fun to have on New Year’s Eve. Sam told me that we had been...
This story is graphic because it is true."Are you ready for this, Mrs. Honey?" Professor Vanessa Barnes asked, with barely concealed excitement."Y'all know I just come off a double-overtime shift, right?" warned Mrs. Maxine Honey, the middle-aged chief custodian at Urban University. "Didn't have time to shower or even change, so I'm pretty sweaty an' maybe a bit stinky. Just sayin'.""That will serve as a fine lesson to this little cheater, as to what honest hard work really means!" replied the...
We live in an age of sexual equality, women are encouraged to be more open and in many cases, sexually aggressive. there has been an explosive revelation of cases of paedophilia, i****tuous r****g, and a truer age of loss of the average girls virginity, around ten or eleven, something I can attest to.In many ways, as women are the carriers of c***dren, the after thought of the sexual act, our bodies are primed long before men are, we are more adept for sex and in many cases the true source of...
Molly's story I came from a home of strict parenting but was well loved. I have two brothers who are five and seven years younger than me. My dad worked his way up from an electrical engineer to the executive position. He became a department head and is now plant manager of an auto parts plant in Michigan. As far back as I can remember, my mom was a stay-at-home mom. She was one of those women who loved being a homemaker. She was a fantastic cook and housekeeper. It was from her that I...
Help! My girlfriend is a Unicorn! Chapter 3 I was really glad that Melody was there at that moment. She recovered from the shock before I did, and swept me up into a hug to prevent me from totally freaking out. Eventually, I stopped shaking, and she said, "You ... need some clothes." Oh yeah. I was naked. A half-hour later, I was dressed in pants and a t-shirt borrowed from Melody, and eating some soup while waiting for my mom to get back. Taking a look at myself dressed...
Tracey couldn't help the usual tremor of excitement passing through her as she approached the large meat section of the supermarket. Ever since the new law allowing the use of females as meat for human consumption had been passed two years earlier Tracey had been fascinated by the whole concept of being treated and packaged as pure meat, fit only for some ones dinner.The new law had been passed in the summer two years ago partly to try and bring some rules and regulations into what had become a...
My cousin Jimmy was sixteen years old that summer, and I was fifteen. Jimmy had a girlfriend, named Donna, who was fifteen years old, and Donna's best friend, Linda, who was also fifteen. My name is Paul. Jimmy always had a girlfriend, it seemed. I didn't. I was very interested in girls, but I didn't have the knack for talking to them that Jimmy did. I was always the quiet one when my cousin and I were out somewhere together. He was as bold as a brass monkey with people, even total...
From time to time my wife Jean will browse a swinger website for other married couples. She saves potential candidates and we review them together. This system has worked well for us and we have become good friends with several couples over the past few years. Recently, I passed by the computer and noticed Jean was reviewing a profile of a black male. When I commented on this she just shrugged and replied, ‘I’m just browsing Dear!’ One evening a couple of weeks later I saw Jean had left the...
Group SexIt was the warmest day we’d had in at least a couple of weeks. It was almost thirty degrees outside; and I was outside most of the time. Frankly, it worried the shit out of me. When you live in Michigan, temperatures in the mid thirties mean only one thing; SNOW. Being without residence or independent of domicile as I liked to call it, brought about a completely different view of snow for me. You see unlike people who have some place to go, snow is not a mere annoyance to me. It doesn’t mean...
My moms a drunk, she's been through rehab multiple times without recovering. We moved because we couldn't afford were we lived prior to this because she spends to much money on her drinking then she does anything else. Let me describe my self. I'm 6' 180 pounds, I'm considered fit because I spend my free-time in the gym playing football, or working. I run a 4.8 on the 40 yard dash, and I can squat 300 pounds. I bench 250, curl 75. I have dark brown almost black hair, grey eyes, a...
26 From a faithful wife to a cuck`s sub. A re-issue of the first of the stories in this series.I started chatting to a lass, called ‘Dawn’ on the X, Hamster website, she astounded me by her frankness, and explained her situation being both married to a cuck hubby (Andy) and a sub to a master named Ray. She also has a very smack-able arse and a joy in light Bdsm. So I asked her of how she had come to be a sub to someone not her hubby and this is the true account of what she told me,...
"Uncle Stan," DoubleD begged, "Where's Lizzy; how is she, tell me the truth!" Stan, Laura and Joyce gave a worried look at everyone on the screen and unsure what to say Laura just said, "She's fine DD," then added a little worried, "I think." "You think," DD asked his eyes wide open, "what do you mean you think?" "DoubleD," Joyce said, "believe it or not Lizzy is doing fine; maybe too fine." She then tried to explain saying, "When we got back from the burial she looked...
I have changed jobs recently and now work in a retirement community as a maintenance man. I did so for a couple of reasons, but primarily to be around sexy old women again. It's been over 6 years since my Ruby died and almost 3 since Betty passed away and I have REALLY missed them. Please read my stories about these INCREDIBLE ladies!I seen a few women here who caused by cock to throb just seeing them. Hoping to enjoy them. But one had started to call for me to correct small items in her...
Part VII Like it or not, You?re a Girl by Christine One day Danielle entered my room in the morning as usual. I was of course all dressed up in a short skirt, and a white blouse with a pair of heels on, and nylons. She complimented me on my outfit and then told me she had a surprise for me. ?We?re going shopping at the mall today. Eat your breakfast and I?ll be back in a little bit to get you. Don?t forget to freshen your makeup. I want you to look really pretty.? I...
Here is another story I wrote a several years ago. Please excuse any spelling and grammatical errors. The Weekend By Melissa Lowrie It was a Saturday afternoon, nice, sunny, cool, and just after the first week of school. I was at my friend's house playing a video game cartridge he just got, and losing as usual. We were just sitting there playing the game talking about girls as usual. Since we were pretty young neither of us had been out on a real date yet, so we were always...
© 2002 Charmbrights Ltd. All rights reserved. Prologue The Emirate of Kobekistan is one of those wonderful places where a visitor feels that they have stepped back into a more leisurely, more dignified era of history, but without sacrificing any of the more useful gadgets of modern civilisation. Air-conditioning protects the inhabitants from the rigours of a sub-tropical climate. Motor cars whisk them from one building to another. Desalination provides ample water. The most modern...
One late night Amy and I were lying in bed talking, when she tells me she has developed a crush on Tyler. We joke about it a lot, talking about what she would do if she had the chance. She tells me about her fantasy about kissing and touches him. Never did she mention wanting to have sex with him. It wasn’t long until we were having sex with her telling me how she would fuck him if ever given the chance. “First, we’d start with a little light kissing,” she lend in kissing me lightly as a sat...
My name is Brian. This story took place lat week and it is an event I will never forget. It all started when i came home from college for the weekend and decided to visit my best friend from back home. When I lived at home we would always just walk into each other's houses without knocking on the door or anything, but this time I'm especially glad i did not knock. I drove over to my friends house to sureprise him because he had no clue i was comming home for the weekend. When I pulled up to his...
EroticIt took Dani a few days to figure out a plan and implement it. She started by wearing the sexiest clothes she had. Dresses with low cut tops and short skirts. Seamed stockings, her highest heels, prettiest lingerie and her most padded push up bras. She took to wearing frilly baby dolls to bed and letting Hank see her as much as possible. He definitely noticed and made a few advances for sex, but Dani had demurely put him off. At most she would let him get close to her and she would...
Hello ISS!!! Hope you all are doing great and are very very horny right now.. My name is Rohan and I’m here with my second story after the lovely response to my first story. If you want to know what is pleasure and what is love making love all about then you got to reach me on Do gimme ya feedback and reach me even if you want some pleasure!!! Let’s head to the story now.. This happened 3 days back.. I’m a professional masseur for 6 years now.. I can provide sensuous romantic massages and...
It might be your dream to move to Europe and marry a hot European girl. We know that was multi-millionaire Steve Steele’s dream, and as good as it sounds to take a much younger bride, well…it appears there’s some serious consequences. He’s married to a Czech woman named Angel Wicky. Angel’s a piece of MILF ass: blonde, busty, in her 30’s…and like most 30-something’s, Angel is always horny. Too horny, in fact. He simply can’t fuck her enough....
xmoviesforyouIn the classroom after breakfast, I sat down as usual with the others as Ann called out the days pairings. There were a couple of sighs when the names were called out, mine being missing until the end. I heard Melanie give a small cry of yes as she knew that it would be us together for the day with her name being the last one called out. She was up on her feet in a flash and was ready for me to take her hand and lead her to the last vacant futon. ‘Oh Will,’ she said as she lay down on the...
Vivianne is an angel – with a college degree & high honors. Yup! That’s my stepdaughter. Like any good stepfather I had prepped a party to celebrate this momentous occasion. As Vivianne and I are setting up, she thanks for me for everything I’ve done for her and hugs me to show her appreciation. That hug turns into a kiss and then she’s slowly undressing me. Sounds like a romance novel almost, right!? Well then I moved my stepdaughter’s panties to the side and...
xmoviesforyouWhen I was 18 I had a friend named Steven. We used to go to his house after school and play video games and such. Steven lived with his mom, Joy and younger brothers and she usually got home from work around five or six. Joy was around forty five, average looking a little over weight , maybe 5’4” and had short blonde hair. She always wore a skirt or a dress and was well dressed for work. I used to check her out when she came home. I was always kinda hot for her. On several occasions I...
Pantyhose Part 8: I hadn't said anything to Kelly about finding her with Trevor. He had probably been fucking her longer than I had. A dog like Trevor returns to its vomit. Trevor was late leaving the office and when he got home I was sitting in the back garden. I had the smaller lights on but the main floodlight was on. I had been looking at how my lipstick left a mark on the cigarette. He was going to learn that I was not going to give up on him like Gisela but I was not going...
A point of clarification, I mentioned earlier that after Maud's Tribunal I made no claim on her person. On paper Maud is the community property of the Sanctorum. For practical purposes she is now Arthur's personal secretary... perhaps his lover. She is also a cook and housekeeper on occasion and Maud is forever a slave. As community property it is my right to have Maud if I so desire as may any Master or Grand Master. Maud has been with Arthur these past four months and before that...
SC called me long distance on my direct line during lunch hour one day. I’d been busy with my work and had not had time to even think about her. I’d just returned to my office after a long meeting, to pick up papers on my way to another appointment when the phone rang. She’d caught me just at the right time. “Hello… busy?” She asked. “Yes, I’m afraid so.” I responded. “Ummm… well, I’ll be quick. Can you make it to Mumbai on the weekend following the next?” She queried, a suppressed excitement...
Borah was shocked to see Sowmya like that, amidst two middle aged strangers. He had followed them since to find out more. Horny, they had went straight back to their cottage, unaware of being followed by Borah. Back near the cottage, Borah had to go around the cottage to find a suitable spot to peep inside. He had to struggle through some dense bushes, but he reached a spot with unobtrusive view. It was a window adjacent to the bedroom, and he peeped inside, and got a clear view. Sowmya was...
This story only available on Lush Stories. Dedicated to a humble man and a lovely friend. It isn’t every day one wins the chance to meet one’s favourite writer, and the women of certain lusty circles had been ready to scratch each other’s eyes out over the charity competition. For a mere 3,000 (or $4653.90) donation, anybody with the cash and will to write a poem could enter and be in with a chance to meet Frank Leigh. Nobody remembers if there was a second prize. Or a third. Who cared, when...
While exploring some old maintenance tunnels under my college, I find several large barrels in an old unused storage room, connected to the water supply. “That’s strange” I thought, trying to figure out what could be in the barrel. The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. Something is clearly wrong. It’s in a place no one else knows about, and someone took the time to make sure that it didn’t look like recent work. I was here last month, and this wasn’t. I take out my phone...
The wife knelt before me, her large breasts encased in the most beautiful red bra I had ever seen. She began to stroke my engorged cock with her red painted fingernails, smiling and cooing. The husband came onto the sofa in his Calvins and began stroking my chest. He knelt down and began licking and chewing on my nipples as I reached to stroke his obviously hard cock through his pants.‘Take them of darling’ said his wife, gently instructing her husband to remove his bulging briefs.As he did so...
It's the first time you've ever dared to exit your small apartment dressed up like a girl, but after chatting with numerous people and becoming convinced that you were not only passable as a girl but mistaken for a girl until your pants came down only gave you more confidence to not only go outside dressed up, but meet a fan of yours from your online videos and pictures. After trading a few messages and finding out how close by he was, you jumped at the chance to meet him. Entering the small...
The Retreat ..."I need Lieutenant Mayfield to meet me at the Ship, ASAP," Jeff subvocalized into his throat mike. Ship shifted the view to a remote positioned above the Security building. The remote's sensors penetrated the heavy snowfall to show a figure that hurried out just as the snowplow pulled up, the plow barely stopping before the figure was inside and the machine was rolling again. The remote followed as the plow made its way up the driveway and across the back parking lot into...
Da stand ich nun vor dem Spiegel, nackt, und betrachtete mich. Nun zugegeben, das war mir egal. Ich hatte grad mein Abitur bestanden und in zwei Monaten würde ich nach Eichstätt ziehen und Theologie studieren. Ich wollte katholische Pfarrerin werden. Wieder glitt mein Blick an mir herab. Ich hatte schulterlanges blondes Haar. Wenn die nicht wären könnte man mein Gesicht auch für das eines femininen Jungen halten. Schmal, scharfkantig, naja, nicht allzu attraktiv. Und dann mein Körper. Meine...
Marian peeked out her dining room window to see if her “Adonis,” as she called him, was on schedule. Sunday morning at 10 … if he wasn’t there by 10:15, it wasn’t going to happen. Marian’s heart rate was elevated. She stood there in a bra and panties, a vibrator in her hand, peeking around the window rail, awaiting the arrival of the beautiful young man in the house across her shared back garden. She felt completely silly, but nevertheless determined. It was the best part of her week.She had...
Masturbationmy wife, clare, is an accounts manager for an insurance company, standing 5foot 9 with a 36-24-32 figure and shoulder length red hair. she keeps herself fit by going to the gym and swimming 5 times week before work.we're both 45 and been together since meeting at school when i moved to southampton with my parents,and only been with each other we're both career people so we have a good lifestyle and a great sex life, which got even better when we went to her brothers wedding in wales. we booked...
>>>>>> I was up at seven, reaching over to turn the alarm off as I watched Sandy stretch. A minute later I had put her out and retreated to the bathroom to shave and brush my teeth. She was back in once I was dressed in a tee, shorts, and sandals. I ate a quick breakfast of Cheerios and banana with a cup of strong coffee. I had to be up early to accommodate the caterer who arrived at 9:30 to set the tables with white linen, put out large coolers filled with ice—one with soda and mixers, a...