Brendan and Tim
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"Ah, here she is now," my daddy said as I walked carefully down the stairs and I'd been pacing for fifteen minutes, so I'd at least grown accustomed to the three inch heels on those ankle boots.
"Good," a white man I assumed to be Mr. Reiser answered, but he didn't look anything like I expected.
He wasn't especially old, or fat or bald, or anything like that. He seemed about the same age as my father, I supposed, like forty maybe, but tall and handsome, actually, with sandy hair and a strong face. Nice blue eyes too, not cold, but a friendly shade of blue and the man had a nice smile. I liked his smile and it made me feel a lot better, easing my nervous fear. He was wearing a dark suit and starched white shirt with a loosened red tie, and holding a drink in his left hand. Both him and my daddy stood up as I came down the stairs and slowly into the living room.
"Mr. Reiser, this is my son, Dani," my father introduced us. "Dani, this is my boss, Mr. Reiser."
"It's a pleasure to me you, Dani." Mr. Reiser was nodding, looking me up and down. "A real pleasure."
"Thank you, sir," I smiled and lowered my eyes as I let him take my hand, just for a moment, and his fingers were warm and smooth.
"I'll, uh, I'll go see how dinner is coming," Dad nodded, determined to give Mr. Reiser some time alone with me right away.
"Sure, Ben." Mr. Reiser barely glanced at my father; his attentions were fixed on me right then. "I saw your picture, but, wow! You're a beautiful young woman, Dani."
"Thank you, sir." I dipped my head nervously. "I'm not really a..."
"I know," he smiled at me. "I like that too, believe me. I like it a lot. You'll be a good little girl for me, won't you?"
"Yes sir," I agreed and cleared my throat softly. "I just, um, I never had a boyfriend or ... anything. Before, I mean."
"Really?" he chuckled gently. "Let's sit down, come here."
"Alright. I mean, yes sir." I could feel my heart beating harder and it wasn't just because I was nervous, I thought I could really like this man maybe.
I'd never really thought about white people, white guys, you know, but some of them were attractive and Mr. Reiser looked very nice to me. I didn't even mind his age, if anything I found myself enjoying his maturity. He seemed so confident and strong and, I dunno, he wasn't like the boys I knew that were my own age, that was for sure! I felt my penis harden and I was excited by the man, which I hadn't expected at all. I liked the way he smelled too, not just his aftershave or whatever, but him. I could smell his skin, his body just faintly, a man smell after a long day at work and it was like my dad's smell, but different, lighter and sweeter and I found myself taking deep breaths through my nose just to get more of it.
"Here. Right here." We were sitting on the sofa and he wanted me to sit close to him, so I did.
I crossed my legs and tugged at my skirt and I happened to glance down to see that my nipples popping big and hard and dark. They itched and burned beneath that lace bra and I bit my bottom lip as my penis throbbed between my thighs. My tummy had butterflies and my heart was going a hundred miles an hour and I wondered why. I mean, I knew why. I was sitting next to a handsome white man who seemed to like me, who was interested in me, but I was acting like I was on drugs or something and it made me giddy.
"Did your father tell you why I'm here?" Mr. Reiser asked and his left arm was behind me, along the back of the sofa as we sat next to each other.
"Yes sir," I nodded slowly. "He said that you might, um, like me."
"I do like you, Dani." He smiled at me. "I can tell already that I'm going to like you a lot."
"Okay." I smiled at that and risked a little look into his eyes.
"I want you to like me too," he told me. "I want us to be friends, Dani. Good friends."
"I like you, sir," I said, swallowing hard.
"I'm glad to hear that," he told me. "I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to. That's important to me."
"Okay."
"I've been looking for a house negra for some time now, a very special one like you." He shifted slightly. "Do you mind if I call you a negra? Does it bother you?"
"No," I shook my head.
Negra was one of those words people used more and more for young black women, teenage girls like me. Especially pretty ones and it was really sort of a compliment, although a lot of black people didn't see it that way. My dad didn't like it, I knew that, he said it was just another word for nigger and probably it was, but that didn't stop people like Mr. Reiser from using it and he was a racist, like most white people, I was sure of that. He probably called my dad a nigger behind his back, when Mr. Reiser was talking to other white people, but that's just the way the world is and it wasn't like I could change it.
Besides, bad as it sounds, I liked the way Mr. Reiser said it. He didn't make it sound like a bad thing, but sort of cute, and if he liked it, well, I liked it too.
"Good," he nodded. "You've never had a boyfriend, Dani? Did you mean that?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "I mean no, sir. I never ... I don't have one."
"So you've never had sex or anything?" he wondered, just to hear me say it.
"No sir." I shook my head, looking into his eyes. "I've never even been kissed, not really."
"The negra I bring home has to love sex, Dani," Mr. Reiser told me seriously. "She has to love to fuck, do you understand?"
I swallowed hard and blinked at the word.
"Do you think you'd be that kind of girl? Hmmm ... The kind of girl who loves to fuck, Dani?" He was leaning towards me, sitting closer and his voice was soft and deep and I felt like I was falling into it.
"Yes," I breathed and just saying that one word sent a shiver up my spine.
"Yes what, Dani?"
"Yes, sir." I closed my eyes. "I'll love to ... Fuck."
"Good girl," Mr. Reiser sighed with satisfaction. "And suck ... Do you want to suck my cock, Dani?"
"Um..." I trembled slightly at that, not knowing if he really meant for me to do it, or if he was just asking if I would, or...
"You've got a beautiful mouth, such pretty lips..." Mr. Reiser reached up slowly with his right hand, touching my cheek first and then rubbing his thumb over my lips slowly.
I didn't know if I was scared or happy or nervous or anything. I was shaking and I had goosebumps on my dark skin, all up and down my arms, and my nipples were so hot they felt cold, almost painfully so. My penis was throbbing too, aching and as hard as it had ever been in my life and I didn't understand all those feelings, or why being so close to a man felt so good and all I wanted to do was hold him suddenly, to wrap my arms around the man and just squeeze him until all those feelings went away.
"Hmmm ... Little negra, pretty Dani ... Open up..." He was pulling at my bottom lip with his thumb and as my lips parted, Mr. Reiser slipped his thumb inside my mouth so that I instinctively tightened my lips around it in a soft O and sucked on it for him. I even used my tongue, although I didn't plan on it, or even think about it, I was just doing it, licking around the man's thumb while I sucked it.
"Mmmm..." I moaned softly as I felt his left arm leaving the back of the sofa to find my shoulders, he was holding me, caressing me through that thin blouse I wore.
"You love sucking, don't you?" Mr. Reiser teased me gently. "Your mouth was made for cock, do you know that?"
I shook my head slightly, making him smile and he gave my shoulder a soft squeeze.
"It is. I can tell, Dani," he nodded seriously. "You'll be sucking a lot of cock, I promise you. Lift your skirt for me, spread your legs a little, I want to see what you're hiding down there."
Mr. Reiser played with my mouth, pulling his thumb out slowly and replacing it with his index finger, giving me something a little longer to work my mouth around while I did as he asked. I uncrossed my legs and spread my thighs, rather enjoying the freedom it gave my trapped penis. I lifted my skirt blindly, watching Mr. Reiser's face as he turned his blue eyes down, watching as the hem of my short skirt came up to reveal my lacy red thong and my straining penis and hairless balls beneath.
"Oh, that's it." He smiled as he saw my boy sex, eager and excited just for him. "What a sweet little sissy you are, negra. I'm surprised some big white boy hasn't fucked you already. Aren't there any white boys at your school?"
"Mmphh ... Noooo..." I whispered, taking a breath and licking my lips as Mr. Reiser pulled his finger from my mouth.
"No?" He widened his eyes in mock surprise and smiled.
"I go to a girl's school," I told him. "The Virgin Mary Academy."
"I see and the other girls don't give you a hard time for being ... different?" he asked, bringing his hand down to press against my swollen penis and I gasped at his touch.
"N-Nooo ... They're nice ... Mostly..." I blinked rapidly and he was squeezing my penis through the lace, massaging my hard little girl cock while I squirmed.
"Does that feel good, negra?" He smiled and I nodded. "Has anyone ever touched you like this before?"
"No sir, uh!" I hitched a sharp breath as my penis came free suddenly, the thong coming askew and to the side so Mr. Reiser could feel my bare skin.
"You're so hard, Dani. So hot, do you need to cum?" he asked me and I could barely speak as I lifted my hips, wanting more pressure on my penis than he was giving me just then.
"Take mine out too, baby. Go ahead, open my pants. I want you to play with my cock now," Mr. Reiser was saying and his smooth fingers were wrapped around my penis, sliding my foreskin back and forth over the wet tip.
I unzipped the man's suit pants slowly, holding my breath until I remembered to breathe and my mouth was dry suddenly, my heart racing as I realized I was going to see and touch a man's cock for the first time in my life. I caught a glimpse of something, my parents at the open arched doorway leading to the kitchen and dining room and I lowered my eyes quickly. They were watching us, my mom and dad, watching me with a white man, with my daddy's boss while he played with my penis and I reached for his.
"That's it, Dani ... Mmmm ... Sweet little negra, get my big white cock..." Mr. Reiser might have known my parents were there, or maybe not.
I don't think he would have cared one way or the other that they were watching us, really. All he cared about was me just then and I reached inside his trousers and gave a little start as I found his cock and it was big, hot and heavy in my small black hand and I had to work to free it. It looked huge and not so white, but sort of light brown, or ruddy I suppose, and the smooth glans was pink and moist with his precum. I just held it, feeling Mr. Reiser's heart beating somewhere inside that hard muscle.
"It's so big," I said and I even giggled softly, feeling silly and light headed.
"You're making it big, Dani. You're so sexy, so beautiful dressed like that," he told me. "My cock loves little negra sluts like you."
I started stroking his cock the way he was stroking mine, sliding my small fist up and down over the velvety soft skin that covered him. We were jerking each other off; little black me, a sissy girl-boy dressed like a whore, and Mr. Reiser, mature and strong and white in his expensive suit. It was the contrast I loved, although I was only barely aware of it at the time. I thought I might like being a white man's slut, his negra whore, and I'd never even dreamt of it before.
"Come here ... Like this now..." Mr. Reiser was pulling me, moving me until I was straddling him, my knees on the sofa outside of his thighs as he sat there.
My small penis was pressed against his swollen cock as I sat like that and he smiled, telling me to wrap my hands around both of us, to squeeze my penis against his and rub us together like that. It felt so good too, I was almost crying by then. My body was hot and I was barely able to breath. I just nodded and stared down at his big white cock and my much smaller black one as they touched. Precum was running out of us, mixing as it spilled down our shafts. It was slippery and messy and I was using both hands to jerk us off together while Mr. Reiser held my ass in his gentle hands.
"Yeah, that's it, baby. Let me fuck your cock with mine. Doesn't that feel good?" he was whispering and I nodded. "Look at me now, don't stop. Just look at me."
I lifted my eyes and he was moving his hands up my back. He pulled me closer while I held his penis to mine, and he was going to kiss me. I felt my heart lurch and I wanted to close my eyes, but Mr. Reiser's blue eyes were wide open like a summer sky and I just watched them as I felt his lips on mine finally. His tongue brushed my lips, tickling me and I opened for it. The white man eased his tongue into my mouth, slowly and so softly I felt like it was melting over the top of mine. I moaned, making small whimpering sounds as I was kissed for the very first time in my life and then I had to close my eyes because everything felt too good.
"Do I still have to go to school?" I wondered. "Of course," Mr. Reiser laughed and he was driving us to a restaurant, even though my mom had prepared a dinner for him, for all of us. We hadn't stayed very long after Mr. Reiser had fucked me. Just long enough for me to take a shower and double check the bag my mom had packed for me. Enough time for my mom to wash the semen stains out of Mr. Reiser's trousers. He'd borrowed a clean shirt from my dad, it was a salmon colored Izod polo...
"This is nice," Mr. Reiser decided and I sighed in agreement. He knelt by a large bathtub, just off his bedroom in the master bath, and I was soaking in it, naked and enjoying the steaming water that surrounded me up to my budding breasts. It was a generous tub, the entire bath and the house around it was splendid and altogether too much for one man living alone, I thought. Mr. Reiser was washing me slowly, cupping water and letting it dribble onto my shoulders. He enjoyed looking at me,...
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I am mid fifties, five feet tall, with 34D tits and on heat.Just recently a good looking college guy joined the company I work for as a stores person on a work experience project.It all started with a bit of sexist banter like pointing at my name badge and asking what the other one was called, but then got hotter with my new work colleague telling me he was available any time I fancied a good fucking. I was very embarrassed at first but must admit I liked the attention.I started getting really...
Here is a little background. My sister is a year older than me. She's always been miss popular, cheerleader, etc. She's pretty hot too. 5' 6, brown hair and eyes about 115 lbs with a nice 36D chest. Ok, so I looked at her bra one day. As for me, I'm taller 6'1 short brown hair, blue eyes and about 145. For that reason, I played basketball in high school, which is how all this started. Since we were close in age and active in extracurricular activities in school we wound up at...
He takes her by the hand and leads her to the far corner, a place where shadows will screen them from the eyes of smokers who come outside to sit at wooden picnic tables. It will be a place of half-darkness. They will not be disturbed.She watches him glance back, checking no one has noticed them slip away. He is a married man, his wife an old friend of her Aunt Ruth. Her eyes follow his and she sees people coming and going, but nobody she knows. She is anonymous. The knowledge releases her from...
Teen"So - are you really up for fucking my wife?" I had him on the phone. I had spent weeks going through swinger sites, dating sites, and Adult Friend sites. It's amazing what's out there. I posted a hidden cam picture of my lovely red-headed wife fucking me, and giving me head, and then of course, the classic 'holy crap she's actually pretty' picture of her in a pretty summer dress. I would banter back and forth with different guys, looking for someone who might be up for a little...
Gradually over the next few weeks tensions eased a bit, the fraternization rules were relaxed and Germany became a much better place, the rubble clearing still went on though, it had to, the building work was moving on quicker than most of us had anticipated. I'd met Eva's younger brother Manfred and I'd managed to get him a job on our building gang as a tea boy and general labourer, he still did a bit of black market wheeling and dealing, but mostly he was kept busy working and he was...
Eliza and I had been dating for a little over a month. We were celebrating our anniversary a few days late, but it was still great. Neither of our parents knew that we had been dating, so sometimes we had to hide things from them, but other than that our relationship. We had decided to go to our favorite restaurant for dinner. Eliza looked absolutely amazing and I was trying everything I could to keep from ripping off her clothes right then and there. As we were eating, discretely she put her...
LesbianHey guys, I know this is getting pretty standard but thanks a lot for your votes and especially the comments. I’d really like your feedback on this one since it’s the first time I’m writing a sexy scene (for some reason saying that reminds me of Borat). Kindly bear in mind I’m a complete novice at this so any helpful suggestions would be much appreciated. I have made up some places and stuff to fit the story, you’ll know when you see it. Names and places… Coincidence… fiction…...
Walter war am Verzweifeln! Diesen Morgen hatte er erfahen, dass für sein Forschungsprojekt am Institut für Quantenforschung an der Uni bald die Fördermittel ablaufen würden. Bisher hatte er noch keine vorzeigbaren Ergebnisse erbringen können, außer aus einem Schnitzel eine Bratwurst zu machen! Vor allem Tests am Menschen standen offiziell noch aus...
Big Ass Betty was startled when she went into her office that evening to find Jason Dunlap sitting in a chair to one side of her desk. He stood and bowed when she entered; "Good evening, Madam Betty. You owe me $50. Big Ed Johnson is not longer of any concern to you." "Yes, I heard of his demise and assumed that was your doing. I certainly admire your quick work and method of resolving my problem. I feel like I owe you a bonus—how does $500 sound?" "Dear Lady, that is really overly...
I was still in shock from what the judge had said, 6 years under my stepmothers care. I couldn't believe it but there was know way I could pay for the property damage and my stepmother was the only one who could. My stepmother and I never got along, in fact we hated each other. When I found out my stepmother would pay for the damages I knew it was a bad deal but it was better then prison. Now as the police cruiser pulled up to my old house the reality of my situation started to sink in. The...
FetishShe woke to find them both still lying beside her. They bothhad their eyes open looking at her. She could feel their hands caressing her. She moved down the bed out of their reach. She turned around so that she was now facing them. They reached out to touch her. “No, don’t touch me.” She could see they were very confused. She lay down in front of them. Running her hands over her breasts slowly, caressing them. She pinched her nipples and pulled at them. She looked at them and could see the...
Group SexIt was a cold March morning. Mist hung low over the Northamptonshire countryside and a sharp frost covered the lawn outside Matt's townhouse. His alarm beeped and roused him from his slumber. His dream faded quickly in the cold light of day. He'd been dreaming about his past a lot recently. He didn't know why. It wasn't as if yearned for his school days. Perhaps it was his age. He was twenty-eight, and feeling old. Work was getting on top of him. The previous night he'd been out on the...
Hi, I am POONAM, Poonam Mishra from Patna. I am 18 and doing my +3 1st year. My elder brother Rajesh is 22, in his final year, Engineering. My father is a government servant and mother is a housewife. We stay in a 2 bed room government quarter at Patna. Our parents share the master bed room, I use the other bed room. Bhaiya sleeps in the drawing room. Last month marriage was fixed for my maternal cousin sister in a short notice. So, my parents had to go. I could not go as my exams were to be...
Incest‘Hey Tommy, come out and play with us!’ Tommy was eating his baked beans on toast in the kitchen when he first heard them. They’d arrived five minutes ago. It was now a waiting game. Vicky and Carla were two hot-blooded sisters who went to the same school as Tommy. And because Tommy was the new guy, the other guys had warned him that if they were ever after his arse, to simply run and hide because the two hot- blooded sisters would not let up until they got what they wanted....
It was crowded at the bar. Apparently, someone was having a hell of a party. I hate crowds, but came so that I could see you. Being so far apart, we don’t have much time for fun, and the little time we have I like to spend alone with you. You had opted to go and get us something from the bar, leaving me alone at the table. I can see you wriggle your way through the crowd to the bar, your sexy ass looking so good in the tight short skirt. You disappear for a few seconds, but the crowd parts and...
I live right on the Atlantic Ocean in Florida and have a very nice beach for my front yard. It is well posted but you really can’t keep everyone out. Like most people that own ridding lawn mowers, snow blowers, and assorted ski equipment I own a beach combing machine that literally combs the beach and removes anything bigger than a dime down to a foot deep. In essence I have one of the best-groomed beachfronts in my area. I had a canal dug along one edge of my property from the ocean all...
Both Val and Tiffany looked up at me from what they were doing and with a silly look on their faces at the same time they both replied with, "What?" Then Val said, "It's like you've never seen girls do makeovers before. You do have two sisters and a mother in this house. Surely they do this kind of thing all the time." "They do, but normally, they don't do it naked. And why are you shaving each other's pubic areas? From what everyone saw in class you two were already clean down...
It's late at night, your home is quite as your parents are out on a business trip for few weeks. You sigh slightly out of boredom as your games, and even less, home work hold no appeal to your interests. You look over at your desk remembering the strange book you picked up outside addressed to you. With a shrug you get up and walk over to the medium sized leather book and flip it open to a random page. Each page shows a pencil-etched drawings of women with features from various animals,...
FantasyWhen living at Miami, a couple of young guys moved next door.Soon my sweet wife learnt their names were Alex and Matt. One evening; as Ana and I went to the bed, we heard some music and noise at the neighbor’s back yard. So we sneaked through the windows.We could see our neighbors were having a night pool party; there were about six young men and a dozen of middle aged woman…They all were nude around the pool. And many women’s mouths were around hard cocks. Other ladies were being fucked...
Prisoner Of Furs by Throne Even before they were married, Colin's wife-to-be Margo knew of his weakness for furs. She played on it during their engagement, teasing him mercilessly by wearing mink and ermine and fox. She was always elevating his sexual interest until he could barely stand it, and then declining to have sex with him, saying that he must gain more self-control before she would grant him that favor. He was driven to masturbation, not realizing that she had a half dozen...
Bi-Curious? Not anymore. Okay, so you have read the title and it has caused you to see what the story is about I guess. So, without further ado, I will relate the details as follows: Let’s say I’m in my later forties. It is an out an out lie, but for the sake of my ego, please bare with me. I have been married to the same woman since I turned 19. You do the math, but it equates to very many years. During this time, we have managed to produce a couple of kids, bring them up and got shot...