Tempus Fugit
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Sylvia and Rose bounced into the bungalow – or whatever you like to call it – just after five o'clock, as if they had not a care in the world. The two grinning Neanderthals they called 'Win' and 'Mol' followed them.
Two guys Douglas and I took to referring to -- between ourselves -- as 'arsehole' and 'asshole'. Hey, I never would have imagined that the difference between American English and the real thing, would come in so handy.
Anyway Douglas's temper got the better of him and ... well, I -- and a couple of those yellow shirted security guards -- had to separate the two of them. Me holding Douglas back as best I could, and the two yellow shirts restraining the guy the girls called Win, before bundling him outside.
The other guy, Mol or whatever his name was, bravely inserted himself between the two women and the altercation and then did ... well, he did sod-all actually, but stand there with a nonplussed expression on his face, mouth agape.
I have to say that for all his size -- and apparent fitness -- the Win bloke didn't put up a very good show against Doug, even though Win did have the upper hand. Whether Win was going easy on Doug, or he just wasn't used to fisticuffs, I have no idea. Whatever Mol, followed his mate outside rather sharpish once a little decorum had been re-established.
But Douglas hadn't got his emotions completely under control and once the four of us were alone, he tore into Rose – verbally. Who matched him word for word and gave him back as good as she got. Don't ask me exactly what they said to each other because with both of them shouting at the top of their voices, I couldn't exactly hear.
No, I didn't instantly lose my own cool with Sylvia. Even though I was not enamoured with the idea, I suppose I had accepted the inevitability of was about to happen. Because I knew that -- in Simul's peoples' history at least -- it already had happened, and by that time in my life I was way past the point where I could be bothered to cry over spilt milk.
I just stood there, without speaking, glowering at Sylvia. Who at first looked a little nervous until Rose took a holier than thou stance in her argument with Doug, then Sylvia began to look a little more belligerent.
But then when the Sugget's eventually ran out of steam, Sylvia went on the attack and complained that I'd embarrassed her in front of everyone. That inevitably led to my retaliating.
"How have I embarrassed you, Sylvia? I didn't go gallivanting off with a youngster half my age without word, and leaving my spouse behind."
Okay a complete exaggeration, those guys had to have been in their mid to late twenties and Sylvia was only thirty-two; but really, I was trying to make a point.
"George, it meant nothing. Things are different here; men and women don't get married like we do back home."
"No, they don't, Sylvia! But that's no reason to forget that you are married to me. At the moment anyway, the way you're going I can't see us being married long after we get back to our own time again."
"Oh, that's silly, George. You boys are taking this all too seriously. In a few days Adona's people will transport us back home and we'll be laughing about this together."
"If you think that, Sylvia; you've got another thought coming. Now if you don't mind I'm going to take a shower, then we'd better eat. We're going to a concert tonight."
"Concert, no. The boys told us they have an ice-skating rink in one of the domes. They are taking us..."
"Sylvia. I am going to a concert, and if you have any sense left in your head, you will come with me."
"No, George, their music is rubbish, I don't like it anyway. Why don't you come ice skating with us?"
"You have to be kidding, me go along with you, with that freak sniffing round like a dog on heat? How long do you think it would be before I wiped that smirk off his face permanently? Sylvia, you might not realise how angry I am about the way you've been behaving around those wankers, but I'm damned sure he does. I'm going to the concert, either you come with me, or you don't come. Honestly, I just don't give a damn anymore."
Our evening meal with just the four of us – our two minders trying to keep out of the way, I should imagine -- was a somewhat sombre affair. You know, I don't believe any of us said more than two words during the whole meal.
But Sylvia must have been doing some thinking though, because very suddenly after the meal she started to change her position to a more conciliatory stance. I'll admit that she could only do this because I had -- I suppose some folks would say childishly -- switched into dumb mode. I refused to reply or react in any way when she spoke to me. Come-on fella's, we've nearly all had the missus play that card at least once in our lives; I wanted to see how Sylvia would react to the treatment.
Very oddly, I thought, Sylvia seemed to be under the impression that ... well, when push came to shove, I'd cave and go ice-skating with her, Rose and their new friends. I can only assume that she and Rose believed Douglas would do the same. A very strange conclusion for them to come to, after Douglas's violent outburst earlier, I thought.
But then, I've never claimed to be able to understand how the female mind works. I know to have gone to the ice rink, would have effectively meant total surrender of our principles. And I was also aware that -- short of actually physically stopping her -- there was nothing I could do to prevent Sylvia from going skating with those idiots, if she chose too.
I think the fact that Doug and I chose to wear togas told the girls where we were going, the same as their choice of those leggings and short dresses informed Doug and I of their decision.
However the shock on both Sylvia and Rose's faces was plain to see when Chaise and Myra arrived in the golf trolley again to pick us up.
"Did you have the front to lecture me about going ice-skating with Mol and Win, when you were intending to cavort around with those little tarts this evening?" Sylvia demanded.
"Sylvia, I invited Chaise and Myra to come with us, you and me, to the concert tonight. It's you who decided to go gallivanting elsewhere without consulting me. Now you have a choice, the concert ... or off with lover-boy. Frankly after your behaviour today, I don't give a monkey's where you go!"
There were a few moments when I'm sure that Sylvia was in two minds. But then her facial expression changed. I'd say a look of sad understanding more than anything else, came over her face. I really do believe that was the instant that Sylvia realised that she'd probably already pushed my patience too far.
"George, I'm sorry. I think I should go ice-skating with Rose, don't you?" She suddenly said.
"Sylvia, I told you, I don't give a damn what you do, from now on!"
"I'm sorry, George." she said. Then she burst into tears and ran back into the building.
"Do you wish to cancel this evening?" Chaise asked, as I climbed into the seat alongside Douglas and behind her and Myra.
"No, Chaise, it's a little too late to cancel anything. A good couple of thousand years, too late actually!"
I'm sure Douglas and Rose had had words, but to this day I do know not what transpired between them just before we left for the concert that evening. To be honest, I believe that Rose and Douglas's marriage had gone up in smoke at the same instant in time as mine really had; when our wives had chosen to do their vanishing act that morning. All that had happened afterwards, had really just been the aftermath, or dying embers.
The concert was ... well horrendous. I really did wish that I could have gone ice-skating with Sylvia. Look, their musical instruments were crude, nothing like we are used to. And the screeching noise that came out of them has to be heard to be believed. And I'm not going to even mention the vocalist.
However, Douglas and I made our mark, and -- so I'm told -- started a new trend. When the torture was finally over, out of respect and good manners, Douglas and I stood-up while we joined in the applause. It was with some embarrassment that we realised that, doing so, was unusual behaviour in their society.
But because Chaise – dressed in purple as she was -- had followed our example, the people near us also stood; out of respect I believe. Well, by the time the applause faded away, everyone in the concert hall was standing. I've since been informed that is now called a 'Visitor Ovation' and has become standard procedure.
After the concert, Chaise suggested that we went to one of the many eating-places in the large dome. I won't call them restaurants because they weren't, not as we know them anyway. At no time at all did I ever see any money exchanged or even signing of chits, and no prices were ever displayed for anything. Yes, there were waiters and waitresses, but often they appeared to sit down and join the customers. And it was Myra who took our order and went of to get our food and drink. She returned with another woman carrying some of it though. I'll add that Doug and I didn't actually choose anything because we still had little understanding what anything was.
We did ask if there was any wine though, and that arrived in copious quantities. I fear, because the two girls were aware of how much of the stuff Douglas and I could put away when we chose to.
"Shall we walk for a while?" I said to Chaise once we'd left the eating-house.
"As you wish," she replied. Tucking her arm in mine when I proffered it.
Douglas and Myra followed suit, but soon dropped back behind us. We were followed I might add, at a discrete distance, by the golf trolley with its two yellow shirts sitting in the rear. However, I was ignoring those guys by then. I had other things on my mind.
"Chaise, this morning you said something that confused me, I wonder if you might clarify it in my mind?"
"If I can, I'd be delighted to, George. What did I say?"
"Well you said that you were acting as Ciera's chaperone at dinner last evening."
"Yes that's right, I always chaperone for Ciera; we are close friends."
"But why would she need a chaperone, I thought free ... Well, I thought you people had a lax attitude towards ... fraternisation between the sexes."
"Oh we do, but some of our females ... well they can't become too emotionally involved, if you understand me. Or maybe I should say, that if they do, it's important that Simul gets to hear about it."
"Why is that; is it a class thing?"
"Oh my no; there are no social classes here."
"Oh, come on, Chaise, don't try to feed me that line. What's all the different colours you people dress in all about, if it's not class distinction?"
"Service to the community, George. In your time, as I understand it; you valued wealth. Your personal wealth dictated your social standing. Here, we value service to the community. I'm a nurse, and Ciera is a schoolteacher. She's a very good and dedicated schoolteacher, and I'm a highly trained nurse. For the dedication we put into our everyday work, we are rewarded with status within the community. Possessions mean nothing here, George."
"So why then, does Simul have any interest in Ciera's ... social life?"
"Well, that's a little difficult to explain. But some females are chosen to ... well they are selected as possible Simuls of the future. To fulfil that position, they have to be a little different from everyone else. We do still fall in love in our time, George. And it is possible for someone to be ... oh dear, what do you call it? I wish I was a schoolteacher, I'd probably know then. Beguiled, is that the word I'm looking for? Simul has a very difficult job. She must be strong and not easily influenced in her decisions, by anyone."
"Oh blimey, I see, your job as a nurse, is to psychoanalyse Ciera, on the quiet."
"She's my friend George, I couldn't psychoanalyse her ... although, I suppose I do really, unintentionally; we are very close friends. Actually Ciera would prefer it, if she was not a candidate. No one looks forward to being picked as Simul, George. It's the loneliest job in the world. So much responsibility, and so demanding."
"And Adona, and all these people dressed in yellow, what are you allowed to tell me about them."
"Anything you want to know. Yellow attire denotes that you are doing whatever ... at Simul's direct request, or in their name, if that makes sense. Simul doesn't give individuals orders directly. And of course they are charged with keeping the peace. There are some disagreements in our society. Some members of our society ... well they play with other people's emotions. From what I witnessed earlier, that doesn't appear to be a trait exclusive to our time."
"Ah well, as I told you yesterday, we have a society based on monogamy, and in theory we mate for life, an institution we loosely term marriage. Regretfully, all too often that turns out not to be the case."
"Why loosely?"
"Well the ties that bind folks together, don't appear to be as tight as they were at one time."
"I must admit that idea sounds enchanting. One person you can become emotionally attached to and stay with ... forever?"
"That's the theory, Chaise. Doesn't always workout like that though, as you saw earlier. The only way it can work, is if you are willing to forsake all others."
"Forsake?"
"Not become attached emotionally ... or otherwise, to anyone else, Chaise."
"Otherwise?"
"Sex, Chaise, you mustn't..."
"Oh yes. Sexual involvement often leads to emotional involvement, and that would ... Of course it has, hasn't it? With you and Sylvia.
"But tell me, George, what happens if you become emotionally involved with someone who's already ... well emotionally involved with someone else?"
"Oh boy, a gentleman stays well clear of another man's wife. Mind you, not every male is a gentleman even in my time."
"No, not someone else's wife, supposing that you ... what did you call it, fell in love with a female who is emotionally involved with another female."
"Sexually?"
"No, not sexually; just very close, emotionally."
"Ah, like sisters you mean, no trouble there! Well usually there isn't. Most wives have the dreaded female best friend they can chew the cud with and moan about their spouse to. Like Sylvia and Rose are best buddies, they go shopping together and everything. Providing that things stop at the emotional level and don't become ... Look really it's a kind of pride thing, when a couple get married, they are supposed to give their mind, soul, and bodies to each other, and theoretically no other person must come between them physically or mentally ... well I'm sure you get the idea."
"Oh," Chaise said with a disappointed tone to her voice. Then she went very quiet, for a very long time.
God only knows what time Doug and I got back to our digs that night, but there was no sign of either of our wives. There was still no sign of them when Myra turned up again, after Doug and I had eaten breakfast the following morning. She and Douglas were all over each other. Embarrassingly so, actually. But then the two of them promptly vanished off somewhere together.
I didn't see either of them again for the next few days. But that was because I didn't return to our digs during that time myself.
Doug and Myra hadn't been gone very long when Adona showed up, and tried his best to ... well look, the poor bugger had obviously been sent by someone to keep me company; I suspected Simul's hand, but I wasn't sure. But Adona really didn't have the people skills for that kind of thing.
Adona did look happy when he received a message on his communicator. Then – with a smile, invited me to take the same cruise on the Thames that Sylvia and Rose had taken the day before. Well, at the time I thought it was going to be the same cruise.
I could not think of a reason to refuse and immediately agreed to go. I had some fun after that, watching Adona as he jumped to it, as some unknown puppeteer's hand -- most probably Simul -- pulled his strings. He'd turn his head away from me when he spoke into his communicator trying to ensure that I didn't overhear what he was saying. No I didn't hear anyway, but basically because I wasn't bothering to try to listen.
Shortly a compact two-seater version of one of those golf trolleys arrived, and very quickly whisked the two of us out of the dome into the forest. There was no road and the craft dodged amongst the trees at breakneck speed. I'm sure one would get used to it, but I found myself trying to locate a seat belt of some sort. Adona assured me that the craft never collided with the trees or any other such similar craft.
"Oh yeah, and they said the Titanic couldn't sink, didn't they?" were the sort of thoughts passing through my mind. But I didn't voice them to Adona; he weren't the type to have understood.
Shortly the thing slowed as we came up behind a group of similar craft -- but of various sizes, some containing upwards of thirty or forty people I figured, more like golf trolley-busses – waiting in line to discharge their human cargo onto a large pleasure barge.
However our craft didn't join the rear of the queue, it picked its way amongst the trees off to one side and when it reached the riverbank, shot straight out over the water. Very disconcerting, when you weren't expecting it.
But I soon saw that there was a smaller barge lying just off the bank behind the larger. Our craft came to a standstill alongside the smaller barge so that Adona and I could literally step aboard.
The smaller vessel was without doubt a kind-of private yacht of some sort. Whereas there was no mistaking that the larger was a tourist type pleasure boat. Probably the same one that Sylvia and Rose had been on the previous day because they had said there were other people on-board. No, I don't believe that Sylvia would have lied about that. Sylvia had her faults, but she hadn't lied about anything.
I looked Adona in the eye and raised my eyebrows. He seemed to know what I was asking instinctively.
"I don't have to tell you who they are, they are waiting on the upper deck for you," he said, then promptly stepped back onto the golf trolley, which whisked him away.
Seems so silly referring to it as a golf trolley, when it had been hovering about five feet above the waters of the Thames, but what else can I call it?
I located a companionway and made my way up to the upper deck, where I found Ciera and Chaise lying on sun-loungers, dressed in very little. For some reason, my instinctive reaction was to turn away, not so that I couldn't see their almost naked bodies, more to check who was staring down at them from the much larger barge. To my surprise, the upper decks of the large barge -- that was receding quite quickly by that time -- were devoid of people.
When I turned back to the girls, they were both sitting up and looking at me with confused expressions on their faces.
"You look surprised to see me," I said.
"We, er ... we had no idea you'd be on Simul's barge today as well," Chaise replied.
"I didn't know I was going to be here myself, until about ten minutes ago. Is Simul onboard?"
"Yes I am, George. May I have a moment with you alone please?" Simul's voice said from behind me, almost making me jump out of my skin,
I noted that Ciera and Chaise tried to hide the fact that they found my reaction to Simul's voice funny.
Simul pre-empted my next question. "I stay out of sight when another boat is near," she went on when I'd turned to face her, "otherwise all the partygoers feel they have to formally acknowledge my presence. Now, this way please, George?"
I followed Simul into an enclosed saloon at the rear of the boat that had darkened windows, obviously where she had been hiding away from her subjects gaze.
"From what Chaise tells me, you and Sylvia are ... well."
"You are correct, Simul. History as you know it, does appear to be going as you would wish it too."
"George, I really am sorry. But, Chaise tells me that she fears there's going to be a problem. Oh, no she doesn't know what is predicted, she was just spilling out her troubles to her mentor this morning."
"Sorry?"
"Chaise is besotted with you, George. She says that you're like no one she's ever met before."
"Oh, so quickly?"
"Yes, and Chaise understands your anger and disappointment with Sylvia's behaviour, more than you think."
"That surprises me."
"I thought it might. But the reason she does understand is because ... well she feels great affection for Ciera, as Ciera does for Chaise. The two women have more than an emotional bond to each other. However Chaise seems to think that that bond might be an obstacle to you forming a relationship with either of them. Mind you, she hasn't voiced those concerns to me specifically."
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© 2001 Today started out as not a very good day. It was my birthday, but I had just moved and didn't really know anyone to celebrate it with. So here I sat on a ladder, painting the trim of outside of my garage. However my crappy day started getting better when I overheard my neighbor talking on the phone in her bedroom. I stopped paying attention to what I was doing, so I could listen to her conversation. "Well he refuses to go down on me. He says real men don't do that kind of...
My name is Johnathan Edward Doe. I live in Hollywood, and am the agent of a very sexy female celebrity. It's a well-paying job, obviously, but there is a slight...problem. She is such a bitch! She has no respect for me, calling me a creep and saying I picked 'bad publicity' for her to do, although I was suggesting she do various charity and non-profit events for her to visit. Was it my fault she had so much damn money she didn't know what to do with it?! No! It was her own fault for being so...
Mind ControlWith shocking pink hair, elaborate tattoos, pretty face and big, pierced boobs, alt slut Anna Bell Peaks goes interracial. She sucks big black cocks: tattooed Slimpoke’s spear and Moe ‘The Monster’ Johnson’s gigantic club. Moe’s meat thrills her tight twat, and Anna Bell takes a deep-throat, pussy-to-mouth face fuck as Slimpoke pokes her pussy. Cocks slap her face and spank her snatch to squirting! Tattooed, exotic Eden Sin makes it a foursome, licking cock as it...
xmoviesforyouI have written two stories before this is a third one that I am writing which is a true incident that happened before when I was in University, I stated at the hostel. It was a boy’s hostel. There were lots of boys in that hostel. Some boys used to drink and come to the hostel and cause problems. My roommates don’t drink and I don’t drink as well. One day I came from my classes early. I opened my room and Suresh was there sleeping on his bed. I went near him and asked him if everything was ok....
Gay MaleSTUART?S SECRETARY STUART?S SECRETARY The way that model has his cock whipped reminds me of the day Uncle Pietro caught me with the Frederick?s of Hollywood catalogue that I?d stolen from the neighbor?s porch?Uncle Piet and Uncle John had condemned me for my pornographic interests..Uncle Piet using his sign language to declaim Mathew Chapter Five-?"You have heard that the law of Moses says, 'Do not commit adultery.' 28 But I say, anyone who even looks at a woman with lust in his eye...
Hey, guys, here I am writing the part 2 of ‘ my best friend’ .I am happy to hear everyone’s feedback on the part one of the stories…..U can give me more feedback, opinions, sent some dick pics at this is going to be-be a long story because unlike what happened on Saturday, on Sunday I and Nikhil had a full day and night. If u didn’t read part 1 then u will not be able to understand how it all started.I have also described our body features in part 1. Now coming to the story, after giving...
Gay MaleHere comes the good stuff:Few weeks go by, me doing the usual trying to avoid my black beautiful Goddess with the over the top assertive attitude. Maybe she needs me to fuck her to get her to sweetness up. She can be my black coffee I'll be her creamer I'll sweeten her. So for most of the days I try to the best of my abilities to avoid her or limit my direct contact with her. Into one mid day monday that she calls me over the radio and orders me to her office. I respond and immediately make my...
NOTE: THIS IS A PIECE OF FICTION AND MEANT FOR EROTIC READING. ANY RESEMBLANCES IN REAL LIFE PURELY COINCIDENTAL, UNINTENDED AND REGRETTED Hi! I am Rahul from Surat. I am 27, good looking and 5’10” tall. My closest friend Rajesh married a small town girl, Riya six months back. Something about Riya; she is 23 of age, fair skinned, 5’5” tall, cute round face, 38-24-36 figure, hazel eyes and jet black hair flowing to her waist. I being the closest friend of Rajesh, I naturally became a close...
Erotic FictionLet me tell you a little bit about me. When my great adventure began, I was young (age 25) and not very experienced. Oh, I had sex any number of times, in a number of different ways, but I never felt the wild excitement in actually doing those things that I imagined in advance. I had a million different, very kinky fantasies, things that I really wanted to do but was afraid to try, even if I had the opportunity to try) which I really didn't have. Mostly, my fantasies involved me as a sort of...
The Herald was back in a holding cell aboard the same space station he had been freed not so long ago. This time he was not in a stasis field but from his head down in a clear plastic material suit with a metallic collar. No matter what he had tried, the material not only slowed down his every move, it resisted his diamond hard needle sharp claws. Right now the suit had bonded with the wall and he could not move even a few centimeters. He decided to research this more once he was free again....
Simply stated, I am a black male in my mid 30's. Growing up, I had similar experiences that black males have while going to school, pressure to join other black gangs, harassment from white males and often their parents. I learned the lesson of using both of my ears, let it one and out the other. I kept a low profile, stayed pretty quiet in my school and in the neighborhood. But being low key turned out to match what I am told are my attractive looks, at least to the female species.There is...
Master In Training by Murry Davis Chapter Three At first the four guys stand there unsure of what they should do. Jennifer walks over to Bob and grabs his crotch through his pants. She rubs her naked breasts against his chest. ‘What are you guys waiting for? Show me what you’ve got,’ Jennifer tells them. Gradually they begin to get a little bolder and start unbuckling their belts. Poor Ted, though, still seems to be in a daze. Jack and Fred are soon pantless. Their cocks stand at...
This story can be told from either the viewpoint of a man or the woman. The woman is Kayleigh, a 22 year old undergrad looking to earn some extra money in a sleep research center. The man is Deckland, a 26 year old grad student helping in the clinic with access to some questionable experiments.
BDSMIt’s hard to believe that I, Kevin Peterson, get to have Jessica Graceson to share a dorm room with. I know what you're thinking, why on Earth would any college allow a guy and a girl share a dorm room? Well, Jessica isn’t an ordinary girl, she’s spectacular. She’s amazing! She’s my best friend. She’s the world to me. Just looking at her unpacking her clothes releases butterflies in my stomach. How did I get so lucky?I remember the day I met Jessica. My life has never been the same since. She...
TransFLASHFORWARD: After more teasing in the living room Beverly and Erica manage to get a short reprieve upstairs to discuss what just happened while the JTP call their mothers and ask to stay for dinner. The JTP wanted to stay and watch what happened next! “What the hell?” Erica had a churlish expression of disgust on her face. She was still naked except for her pink headband and leg warmers she had worn downstairs. Erica and her mother didn’t have long before they would be expected to return...
Jasmine was there waiting for us. I went into the healing chamber first and then Amanda did. While she was in there Jasmine took me to the shower and began the process of cleaning me. After that long on Chaos, it was a long process which Amanda took over cheerfully once she came in to join us. Jasmine disappeared shortly after that, and I began in earnest to work on our reward and cleaning Amanda. We didn’t get out of the shower without using a restorative. We had dried ourselves and Amanda...
The room was filled with an eerie light that Sunday morning as I sat on a stool in the kitchen, my laptop open on the table in front of me, the house surrounded by a snowy white blanket.It was mid-January, two weeks into the New Year, and, unusually for England, we were having a proper winter. Well used to grey skies and constant drizzle throughout the winter months, we English aren’t used to cold, snowy weather so the recent falls had caught the nation by surprise. As it was the weekend and we...
CuckoldIt turned out that I had managed to impregnate not only the Colonel’s daughter but the two sisters of the Mormon shopkeeper as well. Suddenly, from being totally footloose and free as a bird, I was the prospective father to three newly arriving babies (assuming there were no multiple births) and would be responsible for the welfare and tending of three nubile females all wanting my cock for their exclusive use. I knew that the monogamous route was not possible, so I professed to follow the...
Girlfriend ki mast chudaai By: Cool dude Hi ISS readers aap sabko mera pyar bhara namaskar my name is cool dude and I am from Kolkata Now without wasting your valuable time I am continuing my incident which was happen few days back with my GF PRIYA she is around 23 and my age is 27 now I am continue my story in Hindi to give you all 100% enjoyment uska figure kamaal ka hai jise dekh ke kisi ke bhi man dol jaye aur chehra ekdum sweet rang gora badi badi aankhe aur gulab jaise honth jise dekhte...
I stood dripping wet and cold on the doorstep, the brisk wind and cutting rain beating down on my body. I'd come completely unprepared for the sudden change in the weather and as I stood their in my long shorts and half unbuttoned, now plain see through white summer shirt I rang the doorbell for the fourth time.I was fast losing hope and having had more than a few irritating stand ups in my time thought this meet was going the same way. Suddenly there was light and the silhouette of two figures...
Hello readers, liked every story let me begin this real life encounter by giving you some stats. I am Angad, 33yrs athletic built and physician by profession in Orlando. This goes back to the time when I decided to get settled in life and get married. Like any other NRI I decided to give an ad in shaadi.com. I was living in Orlando at the time and still am. So here I go, post an ad at the web and I started getting responses. One day I got a response from Saloni. On further enquiry it turned out...
The end credits for the second film of the double feature rolled up the big screen at the drive-in, and Nate reflected that the outing hadn't lived up to expectation, despite the improvement in seating. Everyone was in disarray, and both girls had received finger-driven orgasms -- Tenisha had had two, and she was LOUD about it! Nora had drained his balls, and it had been pretty good; from the sucking sounds in the back seat, Draper was getting worked over pretty good, too -- but Nate wanted...
I knocked on the door, and it was opened immediately by an over weight naked black man. He told me to get in and clean his bitch up. I walking over to Mommy and cum was leaking from her pussy. I put my face right in front of her pussy and began to lick his cum up. While I was doing this, Daddy was made to clean the mans cock. I stopped to watch."You like this dick don't you, you sissy bitch?" He asked. "Well to bad. His little dick is the only one you'll get tonight." He said this and...
It was a day off along at home. I had just taken a bubble bath, complete with oils and lotions concocted to make my body smooth and silky. Off course I completely shaved my body as well. After that I painted my toe nails, and slid my feet, then legs, then bum into a pair of sheer to waist beige pantyhose. I applied a light color lipstick to my Lips. Next I went into the closet a put on a full length shirt, well, long enough to hang over my clitty like a miniskirt. There I was just sitting down...
My first proper wank happened when i was about 12, 30 years ago.It was summer holidays and very hot and I was out one day exploring the local area around a swimming lake near where i grew up, just like most young boys I would be up trees, under bushes making camps and just having fun. This day as I was exploring I found a porno mag, not really knowing what it was back then i just had a quick look at it, some pages where stuck together but that didn't stop a 12 y/o. Upon opening it and seeing...
Well ISS is a place were you share your sex stories if they are real. So I’ll tell my real life story. It was with my chemistry teacher. She was of 35-40 years of age .She has a fair complexion and boobs are not so big but her ass is the bomb. Not that many people feel that she is a sexy fuckable woman. So this is what that happened , and yeah its a true story, so her name was priyanka and she is a good teacher . One unfortunate day came for her and her dad passed away. She was very sad . she...
"I quit!" The words did not come out as strong as Marsha would have liked, but at least they were out. Crying in both self pity and revulsion of what she had become, Marsha had at last decided she must stop the downward spiral which seemed to have her trapped in its vortex. Ginger hardly looked up from the papers on her desk. "Oh, really?" "Yes, I ... I can't do this anymore. I can't do this to myself or my son." "So he knows the nature of your job?" "He figured it out for...
This is a memoir of my first time meeting a man. I'd been crossdressing for many years. I had many fun nights dressing up and playing with my toys but I wanted something more. I liked to get on the phone with guys and play around. I had my favorite toys to use, especially my eight inch dildo and my butt plug. I really got into my phone sessions, but I felt like I wanted to go further. There was a nice guy who I had been talking to for a while, and I got to know a little better than the average...
CrossdressingWhere we left off last time, the trinity of Faith, Hope and Charity had been born all bonded by our mutual love of debauchery , and of course us all being in the same school and grade. I am Charity Jones, your humble author. At this point in my life I was sixteen an at the beginning of my incredible journey into both womanhood and sluthood. I have sparkling blue eyes and corn-silk blonde hair. My pin up figure over the year hasn’t changed much, my hips aren’t as small as they were when...
Whilst my little bitch recovers so he can tell you what happened next I thought I could tell you about my first experience with another girl and how it resulted from hot man on man fucking. I had been at Uni for about two months and was sharing an apartment with Kate. Well actually it was a small granny flat in the garden of her wealthy parents. Kate was very athletic with dark brown hair and pert little breasts. I was single, but Kate had a long term boyfriend Mike she had been with since...
My boyfriend and I had a date coming up. Lately our dates had been ending up with steamy sex, so I wanted to buy a sexy outfit and some new lingerie for our date. I had visited several stores, before I finally found a few things I liked. I wanted something sexy and just a little bit slutty. It had to be just right. I dressed with sex in mind when I left the house. I’m not a stick thin model. I have curves. Maybe more than most men would like, but my boyfriend loves having something to grab...
We hadn't gotten far into our thoughts, when the scanner hit pay dirt on channel three. First Voice, "Hey, Pete. I'm down on Twenty. Looks like a couple more days before the snow melts enough that we'll see many travelers. I don't see any tracks, not even snowmobiles." Second Voice, "Well, move on east a few miles and keep an eye out for tracks or smoke. Some of these farms and houses are sitting back a ways in valleys. Remember, with the snow and ice, you might not recognize a drive...