Trilogy Twilight s Last Gleaming
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Nick was out again by the time Steve came to pick me up. His place was only fifteen minutes from my home, which I thought might make for a very comfortable relationship.
"Hi, Charlene." He stepped back to look at me as I swirled around to show off my outfit.
"You like?"
"Hell yes; you look good enough to..." He stopped, blushed and looked around me to see if Nick was in the background. I laughed, kissed his cheek and went outside, pulling the door shut behind me.
We went to an Italian restaurant in the neighborhood, the inside illuminated mostly by candles stuck into Chianti bottles, red and white wax lining the outsides. We were taken to a table for four and chose to sit catty corner next to each other; after all, it was a date, not a business meeting. We ate slowly; I don't know how Steve felt about it but I knew I had all night available, though I hadn't yet made that known to him. Our knees touched from time to time, but not as a means of sexual communication, merely as a result of sitting close to each other. My mind was committed to a night of debauchery, but I wanted to savor the anticipation.
We made small talk, such as was appropriate for a pre-seduction meal. At one point, Steve asked me about the previous evening, and I sloughed it off with a casual 'two of his friends got into a little trouble, nothing serious'.
It was a Wednesday; no one was waiting for us to vacate the table. We relaxed with quiet chatter, tiramisu and espresso with sambucca. Finally, as the restaurant quieted down, I put my hand on top of Steve's.
What are you waiting for, Charlene. You're acting like a damn virgin. Go for it, damn you.
"Do you really think so?"
He hesitated for the briefest of moments until his mind connected with the basis for my question.
"Of course. If I hadn't thought that your son might be home, I would have finished the sentence and offered to do it before dinner."
The check having long since been paid, we stood and walked slowly toward his car, our fingers intertwined.
"I told Nick not to expect me home before morning."
Steve laughed. "You were pretty sure of yourself, weren't you?"
"If you'd rather drop me off at home..."
"No need to. We'll find some place for you to sleep."
Walking around the car to hold the door for me, Steve took me in his arms. The kiss was no more sensual than ones we had shared previously, actually even more relaxed, since we both knew that his hands would thereafter not be limited to my breasts.
Once we were inside his home, I sat on the couch while Steve poured us a little white wine and sat next to me. Shoes off but otherwise fully dressed, our eyes shone at one another as we clinked glasses and sipped, my head leaning back against his outstretched arm. Conversation was no longer necessary. The wine glasses safely on expensive wooden coasters, Steve leaned over me and his soft lips found mine.
The kiss started softly but then became urgent as I pulled his face hard against my own, too hard even for our tongues to probe, but there would soon be plenty of opportunity for that.
Touch me, Steve, touch me. Make me forget those two pigs; make me forget how I felt when I saw Nick jerking off.
He read my mind, if not the precise words. His hand was at my breasts, where they had been previously, but this time his fingers began to work the buttons of my blouse. It was soon wide open while the kiss continued. I relaxed the pressure on the back of his head and he was able to back off his lips just a bit; his tongue flicked out to wet mine, in gratitude.
"Let's go in the other room."
That bed is made as neatly as in a hotel room. Is there a Mrs. Steve? Not a single clue; he must have a housekeeper. Well, as least he wasn't so cocksure of himself that he turned it down in advance.
I smiled inwardly at the word that had popped into my mind.
I'm the one who's cocksure. I want that cock inside me for sure.
The pun changed everything. I no longer wanted to wait to be undressed, nor to work on Steve's clothing. I pulled the comforter off the bed violently, dropping it unfolded onto the floor. My skirt was quickly in the corner of the room, my blouse right behind it. Or on top of it, to be more precise.
Fuck the wrinkles!
I stood in panties and bra, the same ones worn the previous evening, albeit freshly laundered, while Steve stripped to his jockey shorts. I didn't look at his bulge; I knew it was there. It just had to be there; after all, he was still alive, and I've seen myself in the mirror. That last part is really unnecessary. He's got a cock and I'm willing; my looks don't matter. His hand reached for mine, to lead me onto the bed.
Jeez, am I wet!
Despite the occasional glance at each other's body, our eyes for the most part were fixed on the other's eyes. We were communicating with each other, but what were we saying? Certainly not 'love' but not even 'lust'. It was more a comfort message, as in 'I like you, and I'd like to get into bed with you and put my arms around you and make love with you'. Or maybe it was closer to 'let's fuck and get it over with so that we can get to be really close friends'.
But whatever it was, it would surely include at least one delightful orgasm for each of us, and hopefully more.
I was on my back, legs spread but still lady-like, not quite far enough apart to be whorish. Steve knelt between them and stared at my panties: black lace, with teeny faux pearls. He spoke softly.
"These panties are making me hot."
"Weren't you hot before?"
He leaned forward to kiss me, pulling me, pulling us both to the side so that his weight wouldn't be on top of me. His lips were soft against mine, with only the merest hint of tongue. Our arms were around each other, a dance paralleling a chess game; his hand caressed my back, and mine did the same to his. His other hand squeezed my ass, gently, and I again reciprocated. His first hand crossed my bra strap but made no attempt to find a hook; he was content to delay. My groin pressed close to his so that I might feel that wonderful weapon of manhood.
Jeez, Steve, when are you going to start on my tits?
I pressed my breasts against his chest to encourage his hands. I felt him withdraw; the fabric matched my panties and must have felt rough against his skin.
Take 'em off then, Steve.
His lips were on my breasts, kissing, nibbling the bare skin pushing out above the cups. Finally a hand went to the clasp behind me and the material relaxed as the cups were freed.
Ah, Seduction 101, he can unhook a bra with one hand.
He pushed the bra up and fastened his lips on my nips, one at a time, straining for milk. I pulled his head tightly against my mammaries; Steve distracted me by sliding a hand inside one of the leg holes of my panties, starting to tweak my clit. I began to pull the panties down, trapping his hand inside them as I rolled them up the rippling muscles of his arm.
"Eat me, Steve, please."
Without a word, his lips left my breasts and trailed their way down my stomach toward the center of my lust. As he did so, I pulled my bra off and threw it in the general direction of the chair across the room. Then I opened my knees and my fingers spread my labia for the upcoming arrival of his tongue.
Steve was quite adept at eating a woman; at his age, early forties, he should have enough experience to do the job properly, even expertly, and he surely did. He started straight up my slit, a direct but slow lick, including my clitoris, but with no attention to it except for a quick double lick. He repeated the start of the motion but paused halfway up, driving his tongue straight into me in a few short strokes before resuming the trip upward, this time expanding his time at my clit to a triple lick. His next assault, though that word is surely too graphic, was a repetition of the second one, only it started with a few short licks at my puckered anal entrance. I'm sure that he felt my body stiffen when his tongue touched the nerve endings at my asshole, but only for a brief moment. At that point, he changed the pace, starting at the center of my slit and plunging his tongue straight into me repeatedly, pure tongue-fucking.
The fingers on my keyboard fail me as I try to replicate the sounds of my moaning, a low moan of such extreme, such exquisite pleasure as I felt my own juices flowing to dampen my thighs and buttocks.
Oh, shit, I can't remember when I was last eaten like this. Yes, yes, yes.
I heard rather than felt Steve sucking up my juices as my body poured them out. The sounds of the slurping should have offended me but they simply made me even hotter than before. Then his head backed out and began to circle my pussy, a lazy arc up and around the outside edge of my labia, totally ignoring my clit on each revolution.
Damn it, Steve, my clit, my clit!
I grabbed his hair at the back of his head and pulled so that his tongue was at my clit and then I held it tightly, my hand telling him where I wanted his mouth to stay. I felt his body shake in a giggle as he finally began to suck my clit. But he did it slowly, not being in a rush, not trying to speed up my first orgasm.
This bastard likes to keep a girl on the edge. Fuck him, I hate him. I haven't had such a wonderful lover in I can't remember when. Oh Steve, you are beautiful.
He alternated sucking and licking, his ears obviously attuned to my breathing so that he could back off as I got close. As he pleasured my clit, first one and then two fingers slid into my sopping pussy, finger fucking me, searching for my g-spot to see if I would spurt out a torrent of liquid all over the place. Then slowly, so slowly that I barely noticed it, his fingers withdrew and feathered my perineum until they reached my anus. My legs stiffened as in rigor mortis.
No, Steve, please, no. Don't stick them up there.
I reached my hand down there to remove his fingers. At my touch, his mouth came off my clit.
"What's the matter, baby?"
"Please don't, Steve."
"Why not, Charlene?"
"I'm not used to it. Whenever a guy has gone there, it's hurt me like a bitch."
"I understand. But this is only fingers, honey."
"Have you ever had it up there? I don't mean by your doctor."
"How about trying one finger, baby?"
Why didn't you answer my question, Stevie baby? You like it up there, don't you?
"You didn't answer my question, Steve." This entire conversation was at a whisper level, my tone somewhat coquettish.
Steve blushed.
"Was it a guy, Steve?"
"No, usually a girl."
Usually?
"And your own finger?"
Another blush. "That's how I learned that one finger won't hurt."
"And you'd like it if I did it to you?"
"If you'd like to."
"I guess that means yes, you'd like me to."
I reached over to the night table and handed Steve my purse. With a quizzical look, he opened it. He reached in and took out the rubbers.
"Three?"
I shrugged.
He put them back. "Save them; I have plenty." There was leer in his eyes when he said it, but a joking tone in his voice.
Then he took out the tube of KY.
"Just one finger, Steve."
He nodded and began to grease up my rear entrance as well as his own middle finger. When he was ready, his mouth returned to my clit, sucking it as I humped my pussy up to his face. He paused and slid that one finger into me. I felt it, all right, but with none of the pain that I'd felt in the past from an engorged penis. When it was fully inserted, he resumed sucking, stroking his finger at the same time. Although he tried to again go slowly, the excitement of his mouth on my clit, and yes, damn it, his finger stroking up my ass into the darkness of my bowels brought me over the top quickly.
"ÁAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE."
But he didn't stop. After my first cum, he sped up both lips and finger in a quest to give me a second orgasm.
"Stop, Steve, stop."
"No, not until you cum again."
So I did, more quietly this time, and rolled to the side, separating myself from his mouth and finger simultaneously, lest he keep trying for another. I lay there, puffing and perspiring, no, make that sweating.
Steve stood and dropped his shorts to expose the firm lethal weapon with which he intended to give me my next orgasm, and his own first. The tip shone with a drop of his pre-cum and I sat up to lick it off, following that with a swallow of his crown into my mouth.
I've got plenty of experience sucking cock and I do it well, so I've been told. Also, after two quick orgasms, I didn't need to get fucked so fast; if he wanted to cum in my mouth, that was fine with me. But Steve had other ideas.
"Later, baby."
I put a hand on his nuts and gently pulled them with me as I allowed him to push me onto my back. My legs spread instinctively, as Mother Nature had taught us so that the species might reproduce and survive. Steve popped his cock out of my mouth and moved over me, a missionary preparing to fuck his aboriginal convert.
He raised his body up so that he could free a hand without resting his entire weight on me. He was dextrous enough for his one hand to hold his fully engorged weapon of lust — love? — and at the same time spread my lips to receive it. I closed my eyes to receive it and then opened them wide to enjoy his face as his member spread my vaginal walls. I can't say that it was the widest that they had ever been spread, for it's a big world out there and I was never cloistered in my younger day, a history for a different story, but that day anyway I knew that I was about to be 'well and truly fucked'.
As his rapier touched bottom, I pulled his head toward my mouth for a kiss. He resisted, stretching upward on my body so that he might first kiss my eyelids, each in turn. Then he allowed my lips to savor his taste, his scent, the warm exhale of carbon dioxide as his tongue searched for mine, which raced toward his to facilitate the discovery. His hips receded as he withdrew slowly, leaving only the helmeted leader inside me, and then reentered to his full length, again slowly and with his body moving toward my head to insure that his cock would touch my clit, would 'titillate' it, what a silly word. As he stroked, though my mind was nowhere near the word 'love', I felt, I knew that we were not fucking at all; we were in the finest sense of the word 'making love'.
Jeez, when the heck did he put the rubber on? I never noticed it. Thank you, Steve.
But no testicles can resist forever the results of all the pleasure he had given me that evening without satisfying themselves, and it was mere moments until he began the constant, determined stroking in and out of me that would loose his sperm and send it throbbing into the thin latex container separating our organs. His warning came in the slightest of whispers.
"I've gotta cum, I've gotta cum, I gotta cum." That was followed by a quiet grunt and then a sigh as cock pulsed inside the lubricated wrapper.
I didn't cum then, but it didn't matter. Steve rolled to the side while staying inside me, one hand on my ass holding us together as our lips glued us at the mouth. We were silent for a minute or two, gently caressing, our breathing slowing toward normal.
Way to go, Steve. I hate it when a guy just jumps up and runs into the bathroom to dump the rubber and pee.
Not that I have ALL that experience, but I'm not a nun either. OK, I admit it; I do have that much experience.
I watched Steve as he finally did get out of bed and walked away from me. Muscles rippled on his back and shoulders and ran down his legs. I was wet again. He flipped the light switch in the bathroom and closed the door.
Thank you, Steve. I hate 'togetherness' around the toilet.
There was a slight pause as he removed the rubber, then a tinkle of water and a flush. He came back into the room carrying a towel, his cock shining with the residue of his cum from inside the rubber.
"Would you clean me off, please, Charlene?"
Holy shit, what is he asking me? Does he want me to dry him with the towel or does he mean for me to suck his cock clean? The rubber was not to prevent me from becoming pregnant; that's not a problem today. I was worried about HIV, but he's such a clean guy and he's got a stash of rubbers so he must use them with other women all the time. Damn, I'm jealous already and I have no right to be. Shit, I want to taste his cum. I'm crazy, I know it. Fuck it.
I sat up and bent to take him into my mouth. I began to suck him dry and I kept sucking long after that simple task had been accomplished. His hand on the back of my head also inspired me. It was impossible, of course, to get him hard again so quickly, and he finally backed out.
"Later, Charlene; we'll have to wait a little bit."
"You promise?" I asked it in a little girl voice.
He delivered on his promise an hour or so later, a delicious mouthful of his baby sauce. Then we fell asleep spoon fashion, with his cock against the crack of my ass, his hand fondling a breast and his lips against my back. We must have changed positions in our sleep because I awoke flat on my back to the touch of his tongue spreading my labia. After I screamed my orgasm, I bent to take him in me doggy style before we shared a warm but not hot shower.
We had a late brunch in a diner. By then, there was very little verbal conversation but a hell of a lot of eye communication. We ate one handed, the other two entwined atop the table.
Steve dropped me off a little after noon on Thursday. The kiss as I left his car was just a peck, but his friendly leer and a squeeze of my hand reminded me that we had a date the following evening. The sound of running water told me that Nick was showering; the silence told me that he was finished. I was nearing the bathroom when he came out, clad in a terry cloth robe, drying his hair. We walked together toward his room.
"You slept kind of late, didn't you, Nick?"
"I'll bet you didn't, Mom."
I smiled and kissed his cheek; he was old enough to understand that his mother was getting laid.
"Mom, can I ask you a favor?"
"Sure, Nick. What is it?"
"Do you have any condoms left?"
"Yes, I do."
No need to tell him that we used Steve's stash. Let him figure it out.
"Why do you ask?"
Is he trying to confirm that I really did fuck all night? Holy shit, he's blushing; he must have used his getting laid last night.
"Er..."
"You used yours last night, Nick?"
He nodded.
"Who was she?"
"You don't know her, Mom; she's a girl I've seen a few times lately."
"She's not one of the school sluts, is she?"
"Oh no, Mom. She's a virgin. That is, she was a virgin until last night."
The little stud is grinning. Well, I can't blame him.
"Where?"
"In my room." He was smiling again, and then he blushed. "There's some blood on the sheet."
"I guess we'll have to teach you how to do the laundry, Nick."
"Did you have a good time, Mom?"
"Forget that for now. What's her name?"
"Her name is Rosalie, but why should I forget about whether or not you had a good time?"
"I had a good time." He just looked at me. "OK, so I had a great time."
"But you've got condoms left?"
"Yes, you little pervert. Was this the first time?"
"For both of us."
"Any fooling around before last night?"
Why the hell did I ask him that?
"Well, she did let me er..."
"Feel her up?"
Do they still use that expression?
He nodded. "And, er..."
"And what?"
He blushed redder than I had ever seen him do. I understood.
"You mean, with her mouth?"
He nodded again, strangely, without a grin.
"Did you ejaculate in her mouth?"
"Yes."
"Did she swallow it, Nick?"
What the hell kind of question is that for any mother to ask her son?
"Yes."
Good for you, Rosalie.
"Did you make her cum, Nick?" I had never used that word with my son, though I had no doubt that he understood its meaning.
"You mean last night?"
"Yes."
"I don't know."
"You know how you feel when you cum, right?"
This time his response was a very broad grin.
"Did she grin like you just did? Did she moan or scream or tell you she was cumming?"
He stopped to think. "No."
"One of these days, Nick, we're going to have to have a real man-to-man talk. Without your father around, I guess it'll be up to me."
"Mom, can I ask you a question?"
My silence told him to proceed.
"Am I hung better than Dad?"
Does he want to have that talk right now?
"I don't know, Nick; I haven't seen you naked since you were a baby. Does it matter?"
He hesitated. "What about the other night?"
Aw, shit, do I really want to bother lying to him now?"
I smiled as I felt the blood rush to my face.
"Did you see me?"
"No, I just heard you."
"Yes, you're bigger, but forget the advertising; size really doesn't matter."
I turned to hug him, cheek to cheek, our lips kissing the air next to each other.
What the hell is going on?
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I’m doing my final btech and always busy with my projects. Well about me I’m 21 with 6 feet height fair looking and a friendly person.i had sex with my neighbour jyothi aunty. Wowww I never ever imagined that I would have sex with such a beautiful lady.During those days jyothi aunty family came to our apartment from delhi to our city. She was married lady, and had 2 c***dren. Her Husband was a contractor and was such a shit. She was in her 30s and looked very beautiful, with big boobs, shaky...
It starts out like any other evening, the sky turning from day to night, in transition with the pinks and blues on the horizon. I finish dinner, and begin to wash dishes when a loud flash of light startles me and I drop the plate back into the sink, soapy water splashing onto the floor. Laughing at how easy I was startled, I dry my hands and walk to the large patio window. Looking out just in time to see the sky light up, I notice the clapping boom that follows it. Wanting a closer look I open...
Quickie SexCory stood still, to let his assailant know he had no intention to fight. Slowly, the hand on his mouth moved away. “I cannot open the cage,” he whispered, trying to rein in his trembling. “Master has the key. And even if you could get away, how far do you think you can get? Without any clothes, sticking out like that? You won’t make it too far. Master is home, by the way.” The slave seemed to ponder, his arms going a bit slack. “I guess there’s more to you than just your looks. So, now...
The warm Jamaican sun was streaming down on Veronica’s voluptuous nude body. She felt Clive’s hands rubbing sunscreen over her back as they lay on the beautiful tropical beach. “Turn over!” he said. She turned, exposing her bare skin on her abdomen, her 36DDs which didn’t sag, and her slick bare mons pubis. Her vaginal area was bleached and her labia extended from her vulva, indicating her high level of sexual excitement. Clive continued to rub sunscreen on her body. His hand went down to her...
InterracialThis story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read Darshan and his fat sister Madhur traveled on a train when they spotted a hot and milky lady traveling on the same train. “Want me to go tell the bhabhi that my little brother has a crush on her?” Madhur asked Darshan, mocking him as he was peeking at the hot butt of Savita. The lady had noticed Darshan sneaking at her hot curves. Finding a seat opposite him, she sat crossing her legs. Savita made sure she gave him...
Prologue: Joanne has just confessed to her Amy that she has taken steroids and the her clit has grown to many times it's normal size. After a quick suck session before school to calm the fire in Joanne's pussy, the two girls are nabbed by Sister Rachel, the high school principal. To the stunned amazement of both girls the old nun ushers them into her back office where she sucks Joanne to an incredible climax while Amy masturbates like a banshee while watching all the action. The girls think...
LesbianMonday, April 23 to Thursday, April 26, 2007 Over the next few days, there was much media discussion about whether Mark Anderson should be on the list, and I was very pleased to see that most people agreed that I should be. I wasn't so silly as to think it was because I was a wonderful person. The possibility of learning how to make everyone super-healthy, the huge taxpayer bribe, and the possibility of gaining 120 IQ points were the main reasons, in that order. Plus, as one person said,...
It was kind of last minute planning, but I didn't think that would be a problem. My target was not dangerous to an adult male. It was Driscoll, and I was pretty sure she wasn't. I needed to wrap up this case the next morning, and if I wanted all the perp's caught, I needed more info. This looked to me like a way to get it. First, I needed to call Wilson. I used his personal cell number. "Wilson." "Hi. It's Sam." "What's up, Sam?" "Did you get that group organized that I asked...
I watched Devon walked out of my room. That made one of us. After the pounding he put on me, I could barely think straight. It had been years since I’ve been fucked for real. Years ago Evan’s mechanic came by to fix my car. He fixed my oil leak and made my pussy leak all in the same two hours. I showered and got dressed thinking about how great this morning was. I rubbed my clit reflecting on our amazing session. As I put on my clothes for the day I heard the door open.“ Hey Hon, “ Evan’s...
We live in the sticks so we had to order satellite internet. We knew the guy was coming to install so I stayed home from work that day. My wife “Roxanne” was really excited. That morning after she put the kids on the bus she had me shave her pussy completely bald. She then put on her 5” open toe silver high heels, Cuban tan & black theigh high stockings with the line running up the back, black lace garterbelt, silver lace see through panties, silver lace shelf bra that exposes her nipples, did...
By the time Monday morning came around, it was anti-climactic. Prices not only had remained stable in all the metals, financials and grains, but the trading boxes I'd put together earlier in the prior week remained viable after the markets reopened. I managed to resume trading without having to do much of anything to reposition myself. I didn't do as well that week as I'd done the week before, but I felt like I'd taken advantage of everything available to me. By the end of the week most...
Stuart worked his way through the medical facility. Occasionally, he looked through a door, but he kept walking nonetheless until he reached a pair of airtight doors. He put on one of the suits hanging on the wall nearby—they where a bright yellow with a hazard sign in the front. Not very fashionable, but they were for his continued living inside. After putting the suit on, Stuart typed a code into the lock, and the door opened. On the other side, the moment the doors were closed, all the...
Kandi Quinn is a friendly neighbor. She shows up in our studs backyard looking to hang out and have a good time, but he is in the middle of a predicament. He just found out that his gym is not going to let him keep working out on credit. But he is broke, so how is he going to build up that bod of his? Luckily, he is a resourceful guy. He looks at Kandi and has a bright idea. He asks her how tall she is and how much she weighs. She says about five feet and 100 pounds wet. It may be a little...
xmoviesforyouThe Envy Skull?Part 2 Continuing the story and idea of Allison Voorhees, the use of the Envy Skull takes on new and unforeseen twists. Michael and his girlfriend Candice become targets of a vengeful cheerleader. You MUST read the original story to understand this story. It is the original genius of Allison Voorhees that brought us such a fresh idea. This attempt is to continue that story, and generate some excitement about this forgotten storyline. Please feel free to comment...
I know it’s not uncommon to wake up with morning wood, but I’m not sure it’s as common when you’re so hard it’s starting to get uncomfortable.Usually, I’d just get on with my day, but I heard the tv was on in the living room. It hadn’t even been a week since she’d moved in; by the time I process that she’s here, my feet were already moving.As I’m turning the corner into the living room, I immediately worry about pushing my luck. As quick as the thought came, her smile and inquisitive “oh?” told...
Quickie SexFrom Cheater to Cuckold to Sissy to Whore Part 3 by Sissy Jen ([email protected]) This is porn. If you don't like it, don't read it. If it is illegal for you to read it, don't read it. Otherwise, enjoy it. Feel free download or share this, but contact the author for permission to use it in a way that makes you profit. Please direct any comments criticisms, or deviant proposals to [email protected]. The next morning, I brought Lesley breakfast in bed and...
Smiling wistfully, I lay down the cell phone. The night was here. After months of long distance teasing, erotic thoughts shared over the internet, and agonizingly sexy phone calls, we were to finally meet. I pull up in front of her house, crumple the printed map, and reach across to the passenger seat for the clutch of flowers I had brought. Exiting the car, I close the door softly so as not to give away my presence too soon. I stand in front of the car, still for a moment, the ticking of the...
We are old friends and very comfortable in each other’s company with similar tastes, especially when it involves men. I am a size 12-14 honey blond, still with a very good hourglass figure and Mai has a similar well kept body. I arrive mid-afternoon and we have lots to talk about. “Would you like to join us in the spa? Naked of course,” Mai asked after a relaxing dinner. Their spa is luxurious in a landscaped under cover area. “Would you like me to help you undress?” Max asks teasingly. He...
A beautiful middle aged woman comes walking through the double doors of the court room. She’s won her divorce court case. She’s walking out with thirty thousand dollars from selling their house, and half of his retirement. She’s very happy. She got what she wanted. She’s busy looking down while reading the divorce decree. She inadvertently bumps into a young man and tumbles over. Her papers go flying as she hits the floor. And her dress flies up as she lands with her long legs spread apart. Her...
Quickie SexBy : Srkap1 Hello readers my name is Srishti Kapoor my age is 24 this incidence took place when I was 21 it is a secret of my life which I have never shared with anyone so I decided to write it so as to feel bit relaxed. I was a virgin at that time, I used to keep reserve never had too many friends. We live in apartments we have really small houses in our aprtments. We had single bathroomin our house and my parents always kept that bathroom window open. I used to complain to keep that window...
“Come on, Jackie! It’s time to take your meds,” fussed the roommate.“Calm down, you old queen,” hissed the 76 year-old. “You’re not the boss of me.”“Thank goodness,” giggled the friend. “Open up, Drink.”Jacqueline Littlejohn swallowed with relative ease.“Very good. You feel like oatmeal for breakfast,” inquired the mature, sepia-toned woman.“That’s fine. Apple cinnamon,” requested the fair-skinned Jacqueline.“Give me a few minutes. You mind seeing if Alene wants some too?”“Sure,...
I turned to Cathleen and asked if she knew who owned the cabin. She replied, "No idea. I had parked by my uncle's cabin on the way to retrieve the last of my stuff, and those two started chasing me. When they caught me, they started dragging me here. I'm not sure where we are." She was disoriented and needed daylight to know where she was. I went to the cabin door and found it locked as expected. Cathleen showed her resiliency by lifting several flower pots from the porch rail. She...
When brunette teen Mila Fox argues with another girl about makeup, long-time porn pro Erik Everhard takes advantage of an opportunity to fuck the dark-haired cutie. He pops Mila’s small, natural tits in his mouth. Erik buries his face between her legs to eat her tight twat. The pretty girl plunges his big cock in her mouth for a deepthroat blowjob. She achieves lift-off — Erik picks little Mila up off the floor and bounce-fucks her cunt standing up. She sits on his schlong, taking...
xmoviesforyouLonnie Carmel and her daughter, Jennifer, stared into each other's pain-flecked eyes and seeked solace in them, and the pained mother knew, as instinctively she was aware that her teenage child knew, that they were both the same, having committed lewd, unspeakable acts of the flesh, and were now caught helplessly in the evil, enslaving web of Sam Zeigler's depravity. The immoral bonds tied them more closely than the best of friends, for they were of the same blood, and a mute empathy and...
I'll always start by asking her to put her tongue inside me; I don't mind sucking on it. I love French kissing! I'd suck gently of course. It's definitely important to a find a good kissing routine! Surprise her, do more then she could imagine when it comes to romance. I'd work my tongue against her neck, licking it and gently kissing it! Everything above her waist can be pleasured while rubbing your hand between her legs. While working her neck, It's nice to tease her and somewhat...
Revenge, Inc. Danny Jenkins. a loving wife can be a goose to be plucked By H20wader * * * * * the ravings of a lunatic. Copyright by h20wader my editor is out of town so I to blame for all errors. * * * * * Harold Stasson was always the first in the office. He placed the bagels he had pick up on his way to the office. He liked the calm and the quiet. He had just made the morning coffee when he heard the buzzer from the front door. Probably Judith, she would want coffee too. The button was...
Hi friends, Pramod here. I am back with another incident with a girl from the park where I go for jogging everyday evening. My readers know me well, but I need to introduce myself to new readers. I am an average person with an average personality and body. I am a professional and personal massager. I provide massage for men in the spa I work. And I give massage to women at their residence. I am not gay. I don’t prefer couple swapping as I don’t have an active sex partner for swapping. Let’s get...
Clair is three years older then me and we spent a lot of time together growing up. It wasn’t until I hit puberty that my older cousin was not just this cool girl I liked to hang out with, but she was a hot piece of ass. I can’t tell you how many times I have jacked off to thoughts of her. She is thin, tall with long brown hair and a great figure. I was sixteen and convinced my parents that I was capable of making the trip to my cousin’s house safely. I was looking forward to seeing Clair,...
Okay first off I lied there will be a part 7!! |_| After I put down all the idea I had for Part 6 expecting it to be the end it well, it was kind of boring! Not enough dialog, it just kind of laid there, like a big uninteresting lump! And after going back and adding dialog to the various ideas well it got to be 15 pages which is about average for what the other parts were. But the good thing is after a bit of pause between the other parts I seem to have gotten my creative energies...
Chapter 3: The Morning After I passed back out for a few more hours, letting the bright sun through the window fall a little lower in the sky. I didn't have anywhere to be until work later that night anyway. As I lay through the painful part of the hangover, I tried to recall the silly events from the previous night, and wondered if they had actually happened. When my headache finally cleared up a little, I finally groaned and sat up -- noticing I wasn't wearing anything at all. I...
It was my fortieth birthday and I was feeling a little down, the big four-O is supposed to be a mile marker in life, one that I was not looking forward to at all. I suppose I had nothing to complain about though, life had been good to me, mostly; I'd had a good marriage that had ended when my wife died of cancer five years back; I had a lovely daughter of seventeen; I'd made enough money to take very early retirement; this was due in part to my wife's life insurance and I would willingly...
I recommend reading “The Joys of Penetration Part 1” before reading Part 2. Marty, my childhood friend, had just been the recipient of the first blow-job I had ever given. As I was reveling in the euphoria of the feeling of control the act had given me, Marty made it clear that my initiation into the joys of penetration was only half over. But first he wanted to return the pleasure I had just given him, and had started stroking my half-mast erection back to standard in preparation. Deciding...
AnalIntroduction: Ben and Ethan want revenge for Sam leaking the naked picture of Ben. Welcome to Beach Photography Part 5: Finale First of all, I would like to thank everyone for the great support, the kind words and the criticisms that have hopefully made my writing better, so that I can entertain you more than before. As always, scroll down to the double dotted lines to get to the action. Ben and Ethan ran down the corridor and out the side door of the school building. They stopped, hands on...
Now that Tommy had finally graduated and was out of high school, his next step would be heading off to college that fall. He had mixed emotions about this next life step. On one hand, he could hardly wait to get to college and find out what college life was all about. He had heard from his mother and from others how much fun college life could be, and he was slated to go to a good school, which would definitely give him an advantage in finding a good paying job once he got out. He was planning...
NovelsAfter the longest week I could remember, I came home to drown my sorrows with a long, hot shower. I stripped down and stepped in, feeling my cares begin to melt away under the hot droplets cascading down my body. As I slowly soaped out the aches and pains from my tired muscles I suddenly decided to see if I could get in a session with my massage ther****t. This would just be what the ther****t ordered, so to speak, after such a long week. I tried to call but there was no response. Damn. A sure...
Heather fought to hold the tray steady as she knelt before her Mistress, her thighs spread wide as Marcie lay between them, gently licking Heather's pussy to the edge of a withheld orgasm. Heather let out another shaky moan as Marcie teased her clit with quick flicks of her tongue until she trembled, rattling the cutlery on the plate. "Steady now, slave," Laura said in a soft but admonishing voice. She put down the glass of wine next to the plate and picked up the knife and fork. "Don't...
AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don’t fully translate I’ve added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or another kind of work: the work of being fashionable, or up-to-date, or whatever. Harajuku and Akibahara were as businesslike and devoid of...