Rekindling Lesbian Love
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We had been growing apart. So, much so I started looking for other partners. The other day however, in church, our preacher talked about how to rekindle a relationship by doing things you used to do. One think we enjoyed was going out and her dressing slutty, short low cut dress, no underwear and making out in public. This night she was dressing and I specially asked for a shorter more revealing dress. She obliged me with her little black dress. As we were getting ready she showed off...
I was very young when dad began having sex with me. It started with him coming to my room and stripping me naked then he would finger my pussy. He got so he could put his whole finger all the way in me. Then he taught me to suck his cock and swallow his cum. I liked it when he sucked my clit which he did before he finger fucked me. When my tits began to grow the sex got more intense and he then began to put his cock in me instead of his finger. The first few times hurt a lot but soon I was able...
I remember the exact moment I began to question my sexuality. I was an understudy for Peter Pan in High School. In my opinion, I was a better actor than the guy they picked, but since I’m not white, they made me his backup instead. Either way, he got mono, and I ended up performing opening night so joke’s on him. But I digress, the point is that I was now in a position where I would be kissing another girl. The ‘kiss’ in Peter Pan was typically a symbolic item, but our theater teacher was a...
Love StoriesNow I have to say ahead of time, I’m not usually one to step outside of any of the normal boundaries of accepted behavior. That being said I have to relate to you the events of a recent family reunion. Like any other, I felt mostly out of place. You see I come from a family, in which most of the relatives are of Native American decent. I on the other hand, come from one of its many mixtures with outside cultures. In other words, I am a mutt, half-breed, or whatever other description you care to...
As the first weeks after my arrival slowly eased into a normal routine, if anything that has happened since I arrived could be called routine, I began to feel like I was really getting settled in. I was getting reacquainted with all of the family I had lost touch with over the years, other than Roz! Everyone seemed very happy to have me back ‘Home’, as they saw it. It really felt like I had returned to something I had desperately needed, a new lease on life. Roz was more or less a fixture at...
Chapter 4: Bridging the generation gap The Carolina summer seemed to pass by like a lazy river flowing down to the ocean. Spring was a distant memory, as was when Roz had moved into the house. She was now as much a part of this house as any of the other things in it. All thoughts of her finding a place of her own place were long forgotten. Nor did we even bother to pretend she was looking anymore! Everyone seemed more than happy to accept that she was a permanent fixture here. I had gotten...
Sitting across the breakfast table from Jack and his son, was to say the least, a little surreal. I had just been watched having unbound sex with the boy’s father, my cousin, and here I was not only contemplating having a three-way with him and his son, but discussing how I wanted to proceed! Jack for the most part, just sat grinning and continued keeping me on track by fingering my wet pussy beneath the table. Jeremy couldn’t keep his eyes off of my hardened nipples, I hadn’t bothered to...
I would never have imagined I would run into Jack at that family reunion in a million years. My life had been such a total shambles in the past two years that, I had almost completely given up on anything good ever happening in my life again. Then, there he was, my closest childhood friend, there in the flesh, all grown up and not twenty feet away. He was looking at me with that sly smile that I knew from all those years ago! Our conversation that day had covered so much lost ground, his...
After our shower, we put on our clothes and get ready to head out."Hey, I am going to call Shelby for a quick check on the kids," Kira says, picking up her phone.I walk out of the bedroom and hear her happily chatting on the phone. Then, she walks into the living room holding out her phone, "Shelby wants to talk to you."I wave my hands signaling no in the air, but she thrusts the phone at me smiling.Sigh. "Hey, sis.""Okay. Listen up. Kids are great and Kira sounds happy, so whatever you...
Love StoriesI walk out on the porch to enjoy the star-lit evening with my wife. I am not prepared for what greets me.To say my wife has angry eyes at this moment is the understatement of the year.“What’s wrong?” I ask, surprised by her expression.“Just go away!” she yells.“What the hell, Kira? What has happened? I just gave you a great massage and now I come out and you look like you hate me?”“I saw you,” you spit.“Saw me? What does that mean?” I ask trying to comprehend what has happened to drastically...
Love StoriesKira comes out of the bedroom in blue jeans and a sweater. My breath catches. Let me tell you, my wife can rock a pair of blue jeans with her sexy rounded ass. My cock twitches in time with her swishing ass cheeks as she walks by me.I try to control my rising bulge and simply ask, "Are you ready?""Yes, but where are we going?""It's a surprise, but you will love it!" I say opening the door for her. I'm a gentleman, remember?We drive a little way down the road until I pull in to our...
Love Stories"Everybody wants something from me! I am not just your fuck toy!""Oh my God! I never said you were my fuck toy! I can't even remember the last time we had sex! I just want to make love with my wife! Is that so awful?"Door slams. ~~Another door slams. A red blaze storms into my house while I am eating my sandwich."You are such a dickhead!" she yells, glaring at me."Well, hi sis. Please come in. No, no, don't wait to be invited. Just barge in anytime ... screaming," I reply taking...
Love StoriesI watched as she kneels before the brunette, slipping her silky panties off slowly. Stroking her thighs, playing lightly with her fingertips. As the brunette opened her legs her blonde lover leaned forward inhaling her scent, I imagine it filling my being, as she tasted her nectar. I heard soft moans as the blonde slipped a finger into her, tracing her tongue along the folds of her secret place. I can almost see her flick her tongue against the clit of the brunette and she jumped as if she had...
I stood at the counter cutting up tomatoes for tonight’s salad. My parents were out of town for the weekend. It was just me and Scott there together. It was planned, a date night. Scott was my high school boy friend. After graduation he joined the Air Force and we gave up on it all and went our separate ways. Scott was home and wanted to get back together. As I cut up the tomatoes, I thought that it will never work. Long distance relationships never work. I glanced up at him as I thought he...
I winced as I stood up from one of the cargo net seats of the C-17 Globemaster, my side under my Multicam uniform still causing a minor amount of tension. The gust of air from the North Carolina air refreshed my senses, the cool air sweeping through my clothes and bringing all my thoughts of home racing back to my mind. It had been a long six months, stressful and painful. My name is John Stone, I am a Special Forces Medical Sergeant with the National Guard Special Forces. For the past five...
Love StoriesThe day was picture perfect. I had decided to go for a walk in the park. I wanted to just walk and let my mind relax. As I was headed down the path I saw you. You were coming straight toward me. At first I couldn’t believe it was you. After dating for those two years, our break-up had hit me hard. I still thought about you more often than I would admit to anyone, even myself. When any of our mutual friends mentioned your name my heart would begin racing. It had been a couple of years since we...
First TimeI stood at the counter cutting up tomatoes for tonight's salad. My parents were out of town for the weekend. It was just me and Scott there together. It was planned, a date night. Scott was my high school boy friend. After graduation he joined the Air Force and we gave up on it all and went our separate ways. Scott was home and wanted to get back together.As I cut up the tomatoes, I thought that it will never work. Long distance relationships never work. I glanced up at him as I thought he was...
Straight SexNow that I'd crossed that line, I decided I might as well branch out. Ever since I got married, there was one woman I'd fantasized about whenever I needed to rub one out: My ex Karina. She was actually the one I lost my virginity to, and the only woman I'd had sex with before my wife. I was super inexperienced at the time, but looking back I didn't really appreciate what I was missing once we stopped being friends with benefits. We never even fucked when we dated but finally did when...
© 2002 - 2003 As it sometimes happens after a death, my sister and I closed her big house and Barbara moved in with me. I am positive that I didn't have any thoughts of intimacy with my middle aged sister and if Barbara's had any thoughts, Barbara didn't give me any hint. Perhaps we should have considered the possibility, because the both of us had, had many years of good active sex with our now cold partners, but there was no indication that the old flames still flickered. Nothing...
1715 Hours (5:15 PM) Mountain Standard Time, Monday 16 April 2012 Downtown Denver, Colorado Upon arriving at the Denver 24 Hour Fitness gym closest to Ted’s Montana Grill, I placed my button down shirt, slacks, and sport coat, into the garment bag from the ranch. From the go bag I brought from Quantico, I grabbed a USMC PT shirt and shorts, athletic shoes, and my shaving kit, and added them to the garment bag. Ensuring my rental 2012 Ford Edge was locked, I strode into the gym, raring for a...
We arrived a little early for the meal, not daring to rely on the taxi turning up on time. My dining partner, even though she had left home less than ten minutes earlier, immediately needed to powder her nose, or whatever it is they do locked away from us mere males. I headed to the bar to get a couple of glasses of chilled water; the trip to the bar was more of a habit than an actual need for a drink but I knew I would feel more comfortable with a glass in my hand. Still I didn’t want to...
I woke up late on Saturday morning, so late, in fact, that it was debatable whether 11:58 still classed as morning. My serious thinking meant that even with the lay in, I hadn’t managed a full eight hours sleep, yet I got up feeling refreshed and happier now a decision had been made. As much as I would enjoy taking Penny to my bed, and I believed that was on, if I’d chosen that route, I didn’t want to risk everything that went with it. I had seen so many, a couple at first hand, friendships...
Once the girls realised that I wasn’t at death’s door and, of course, that they’d pumped me for all I knew, they left promising to call around later that day. I rang my work and explained what was happening. Obviously, as my attack was public knowledge at work, it came as little surprise that I’d be taking a few days off, though our beloved CEO thought that I should at least be working from home and it was only me pointing out concussion and pain killing drugs that he accepted that it wasn’t...
The following day was more or less a normal workday; the desk visits were mainly business related although some colleagues came to me when a Sametime or email would have been their more usual form of communication. Most were supportive, all though were curious or should I be honest and say nosy. I didn’t mind really, I was just glad to be back at work, hopefully finished with all the excitement. On the way home I decided on a Chinese takeaway, as I didn’t feel inclined to cook anything. I...
Very early Saturday morning, well before eight o’clock, my phone rang, waking me from a deep sleep. A very nervous sounding Fliss asked if she could come around. Groggily I agreed. Less than fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang and I let Fliss in. I’d barely had time to wake up and get dressed. The kettle was on and there was some bread in the toaster. Before I could ask if she wanted anything she was in my arms crying. I held her as I had done before, in silence. I heard the kettle switch...
One evening she mentioned that she wouldn’t be around that Friday, as it was her birthday and she’d promised to spend the evening at home, with her father. It wasn’t a problem because we didn’t see each other every evening anyway. I said that I would see her on the Saturday and even managed to extract a promise that I could cook her lunch. We then spent the next hour deciding what I would cook. I am a competent cook though with a limited repertoire. When I mentioned my daughters’ favourite...
The door to Felicity’s room was still closed so I took a quick shower, careful to lock the door first. Considering the events of the previous evening I was only a little surprised to see my lovely guest sitting at the breakfast table cupping a coffee. What did surprise me more was a cup of coffee and some cereal waiting for me. She smiled with genuine warmth and said. “Sorry its only cereal but it’s the only thing I can cook.” I bent over to kiss her, prepared to pull back at the first sign...
Sunday was an emotional day for Felicity, for that’s when her situation really hit home. She spent much of the day in tears as her recovery from the rape took a major setback, so much so that quite early on she had to retreat to her room. Not knowing how best to help I called Amy and thankfully she came around promptly. I gave her a brief run-down before she headed upstairs to support Felicity. I didn’t want to go out in case I was needed and with little else to do I decided to do some...
The relationship was primarily physical. The chemistry, the passion, and the attraction were all there, it was the other areas of the relationship that had issues. They were not ready to settle down and build a family together. Years later, both have matured and run into each other after breaking up amicably. Seeing each other brought it all back to the surface but will their past be an obstacle or will they use it to make their relationship stronger than ever?
Bobbi Jo had checked her emails on her favourite dating site for hot wives and swingers when she saw one from a local man named Paul. He professed to be a strict Dominant, knowledgeable in the finer arts of BDSM and fetish play, and he loved to date married ladies. A brief flurry of correspondence ensued, and a date for Friday night was set. She eagerly told her husband, Lance about the coming tryst, and in true cuckold fashion she made him feel humiliated by the prospect of yet another...
Joel is currently at university. He has befriended two good pals, Todd and Emma. They are on the same course and were grouped together at random to carry out a group project. They hit it off from the start. They also all live in the same student hall of residence. Joel on the ground floor, Emma is on the floor above and Todd is on the fifth floor. Every Friday, they meet up for either a night out or an evening in with beer and pizza.On the evening in question, they had arranged to meet in...
Group SexSo here I am trying to catch the eye of the girl behind the bar, but she seems intent on serving everyone around me. The fiery red hair flowing across her shoulders has a hypnotic effect as she swings round to the cooler cabinet behind her. As she bends at the knees her short denim skirt rides up a little, stretching across a perfect ass. I look to my left, then my right, to see if anyone else has their mind in the gutter, absolutely they do! As far as I can tell, everyone at the bar is...
It had been a while since we had been out dancing and my girlfriend wanted to do something, ‘like the good old days’. More and more she had been fantasizing about other people in bed, so I was intrigued to know what she had in mind. It wasn’t that surprising, one Friday night, for me to come home to find her sitting with a glass of wine, wearing a dress that I had bought for her. Well, a ‘dress’ I’d bought it for one of our fantasies in the bedroom. It was slightly sheer and tight at the...
CuckoldFriday Night FunTime!A Femdom Family-Slave Story! TJ Ryder http://midnightx.com/fpage/fpage.html Buxom Ballbusters Illustrated StoriesGestapo Mistress, Dommy mommies, femdom cuckolding! Illustrated Fetish Stories for Adults Only!************************************** "Hi Billy!" The 38 year old said to the teenager who he had met thefirst time he came here to the newcomers group. 'Hey Tim, everything okay?" "Well, its been an experience,(smile)!" "What's...
Part one: Ryan's storyI broke up with my long-time girlfriend about four months ago. Things just weren’t working for us anymore. It’s a good thing we realized it before we got married.Lately I’ve been warming up to a new girl where I work. I’m just going to take it easy and let her get to know me better, and when I think the time is right I’ll ask here out, maybe for a casual date. I know she likes baseball, so maybe I’ll suggest we take in a game together, or something like thatBut that’s not...
Taboobased on characters and a sketch by stev2244 Friday. Bleccch. I hated the day of the week that everyone else seemed to live for. By mid-afternoon, no one was doing any work. That was okay; we were always far enough ahead that it didn’t matter. The problem was that everyone was chattering away about where they were going that night, who they were going with, and what they were going to do to him or her afterward. I put my earbuds in, turned them up loud, and concentrated on the code review...
Friday Night Entertainment by The Archer. Christine and me enjoy quite an active sex life, carrying on her liking for gangbangs. She has had several sessions in car parks, local parkland, and at home. The last one being with a group of workmen who were sorting out the electricity at the end of the close. I came home one lunchtime to find four men giving my naked wife a good shagging from each end. Apparently they had been cumming and having their fill for morning and dinner breaks for the...
Friday night, end of another working week and I couldn’t wait to go out andparty with my friends Yasmine and Carla, in fact Yasmine was supposed to pick meup in a couple of minutes and I was still not ready, I was just on my way to theshower when I heard the door bell."Can you get that Dad" I yelled out, "it will be Yasmine, tell her I wont belong"And I dashed into the shower.About 15 minutes later, I’d showered and dressed and rushed into the loungeroom, full of apologies for being late, and...
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Friday Night Maid - By: Diane Leonard I am a Friday night maid. After a week of hard work, I relax by dressing up in a sexy maids outfit and serving, pleasing and pleasuring my wife. While she is out dancing with her friends, I am dressed up as a Friday uniform waiting for my wife to return home. She doesn't like my fetish, but this agreement, once a week seems to work for us. But this last week was to be totally different. It started out like any other Friday night session. I...
Friday Night Maid - By: Diane Leonard I am a Friday night maid. After a week of hard work, I relax by dressing up in a sexy maids outfit and serving, pleasing and pleasuring my wife. While she is out dancing with her friends, I am dressed up as a Friday uniform waiting for my wife to return home. She doesn't like my fetish, but this agreement, once a week seems to work for us. But this last week was to be totally different. It started out like any other Friday night session. I got home from...
CrossdressingIt was Friday night at the Alhambra Lounge. There was a large crowd and everyone was having a good time. The joint was jumping as some might say. Even though I was sitting at the bar with a vodka tonic in my hand I wasn't there to drink and dance. I was there to do something ill-advised and I fully expected to get in trouble because of it. Trouble that could possibly see me in a jail cell. As I nursed my drink my eyes were on a couple sitting on the other side of the room. I'd had my eye on...
Friday Night Fireworks This is a story of a fantasy night I would like to have with my wife. We often talk about naughty sexual thing when we are having sex and when we are in the heat of the moment she has said she would like to do some wild things, so here is my version of what that could be like. I have been after my wife to try some naughty sexual adventures with me by role playing and letting each of us step outside of our everyday personalities and just let it go and have some down and...
Friday Night Special Friday Night Special By Cthulhu Its just another Friday night about 7pm in the evening, I am sitting in the lounge with my wife after dinner thinking is been a few weeks since we played any bondage games.I say to my wife H ?I think it would nice to have a bondage session tonight?, H replies that she?s not really in the mood and she a little tired this evening and is probably going to have an early night.We both used to enjoy bondage in our sex life but H has...
This pasted Friday was a very very rare Friday night for me. You see almost every Friday night my wife usally has a date and even some times she will spend all night with someone. But not last Friday. As I came down our street I noticed the garage door up and her car still in her side . I pulled in next to her car and just as I was about to get out the garage door started closing. I closed my door and when I turned to enter the house I was met by my wife standing in the doorway. She was wearing...
Friday Night Games By Deborah Edwards "I'll take one," I said with confidence. When you are playing poker, confidence must always be displayed. Darn, eight of hearts, not the card I needed. I had two pairs, four's and sixes. It wasn't a great hand, but I had won with less. Now if I could just study the other players, my coworkers and friends, and figure out what they were holding. I looked up at them, sitting there in my kitchen. We had been playing cards for several weeks now, ever...
Subject: MOM/SON Stories: 5. Friday Afternoon 1-12 - friday.inc [1/1]From: [email protected] (Sookan)Date: 1997/04/10Newsgroups:alt.sex.stories.i****t------------------------------------- Friday Afternoon Part 1Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with athin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women inhis left hand and his K-Y jelly-lubricated erection in his right.As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexybrunette with...
The Curse of the Friday the 13th By Jennifer Allison As most of you know, February has a Friday the 13th during a leap year only every twenty-eight years. It all started for sixteen year-old Dean on the night of the 12th of February, 2004. When his parents came into his room and told him about the curse. Dean knew from the start something was up. The very first thing his father did upon walking into the room was that he took Dean's cell phone and made it so that Dean could not...
"Well, are we going to the movies or not?" Helen asked, It was Friday night and Helen and Mark her 15 year old Son were going to the movies. They normaly did this or went out for supper on a Friday night.At the movie theater they got some popcorn then found a seat near the back row. Since the movie had been out for a while, the theater wasn't crowded. They practically had the theater to themselves.The movie was funny and light, making them both laugh. About midway through the movie, Mark...
Our story begins with a recent refurbishment of a local theater. The local tabloids had done recent articles on the theater: when it was first constructed, its passings of ownership, and its slow decay with the poor economic times. Our two lovebirds had first fallen in love at this theater. They had been following these news articles with building interest as the week passed, for these articles were the build up to the first show of the refurbished theater. The two lovebirds had made a date of...
The first four or so weeks at Alannah Lawrence Girls’ College had flown by for the new Head Mistress, Amelia Marks. The slim, dark-haired lady had not administered a punishment since the Upper School assembly on that first day when the usually well-behaved Fiona Nicholls had been caught by the new Head Mistress using her mobile phone as she was outlining the changes that had been implemented, and that would affect, every girl at the exclusive fee-paying school. The Year Twelve girl had received...
SpankingCHAPTER 1 _____________________ Beau Lovejoy was pretty much a nerd when he was young. He loved to read, and he was completely addicted to comic books, but anything that wasn't grounded in reality would do. He was always lost in some fantasy or another, and the real world seemed rather mundane in comparison. At least, it did until he discovered something even more facinating. Women. When he was a boy, he found girls annoying, and he actually tried to...
Friday Night Maid – By: Diane Leonard I am a Friday night maid. After a week of hard work, I relax by dressing up in a sexy maids outfit and serving, pleasing and pleasuring my wife. While she is out dancing with her friends, I am dressed up as a Friday uniform waiting for my wife to return home. She doesn’t like my fetish, but this agreement, once a week seems to work for us. But this last week was to be totally different. It started out like any other Friday night session. I got home...
On Friday after work I normally go to one of the restaurants and have a few drinks and to eat before going home. You see Friday night my wife usually has a date so I must fend for myself. But last Friday I got a call from my wife to come straight home, she said she would explain why when I get home.As I entered my house I was met by my and she gave me a quick kiss on the lips. She was wearing her long bath robe but I could see her legs where encased in black nylon and she had on her fuzzy...
Unable to establish any evidence against her brother, she continued with her replaying of events that morning trying to figure out who might have been able to access her book bag before this class. As she was performing her mental audit of the morning's events, Mr Meyers called out her name. "Melissa, you're assignment was the refutation of the heathen theory of evolution." Melissa froze at the mention of her name and report topic. It was as if a white-hot spotlight had just been...
A few moments ago we had been sitting on the floor drinking sweet, black, coffee. The scene could be of three best friends chilling out, chatting about everything and nothing, except for us being naked, that is. Are we friends? Well Lennie and I have known each other since before first grade but we had only met Tia a couple of hours ago. Since then Lennie and Tia had thoroughly enjoyed each other’s bodies while I had watched on. I guess we should be called ‘friends’ after our night's...
Group SexFriday Night Spanking Friday Night Spanking Joe relaxed and leaned against the wall of the kitchen, watching as Pita finished the last of the dishes. He looked down her long copper-red hair to the edge of her pink, cotton skirt that ended about three inches beneath her ass. He watched intently when the material swished with her movements. He knew there was nothing under the soft fabric except even softer skin. He could feel his hand itch with his want for her. Tonight was to be...
Friday, April 13, 1990, 4:30 PM I arrive at my apartment building on the northern outskirts of Seattle after walking home from school with my best friend Mike Bailey. We are just in time to see a small moving van pull away. I was aware of a vacant apartment in the building, so I assume I have new neighbors. Mike and I have been friends for as long as I can remember. Virtually all the trouble I get into involves Mike. It isn’t his fault any more or less than it is mine. It’s just that we spend...