The Temptation of Bobby
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Over the next few days, Bobby and his mother settled into a routine. Every morning she would wake him for his shower, and he would feign sleep for as long as he could so he could view her magnificent hanging breasts as they swayed in her neglige. Bobby came to realise that her nightwear must have been bought for her by his dad as all her outfits were silky and featured low necklines that showed off as much of her breasts as possible. Today's outfit was red and lacy and hung particularly low at...
The title of this story isn't really accurate as I wasn't fucking Uncle Bobby see Uncle Bobby was fucking me! He wasn't really my uncle he was just my mother's boyfriend but he lived with us so it was kind of like he was my Dad I really like him a lot he gave me lots of attention and took me places and gave me money for doing chores for him he really was a good guy! He had a boat and it was a nice one too he kept it docked at the Marina and one weekend he asked me if I wanted to go fishing...
Boston with its many old neighborhoods is as varied as its people. In the older seedier parts of town many people live and carry on in a world much different from the clinically clean and proper suburbs. On some streets there are rows and rows of the monotonous dark brick two, three, five or six story apartment buildings many exactly like the one next to it and just like the ones across the street. Other streets, while somewhat rundown, have a funky array of different buildings each one a...
In the year 2003, I was then 41, as usual I have to find another maid servant, because my wife is a service holder and without housemaid it was impossible to carry out her duty. Suddenly my previous housemaid left my house for seeing her ailing mother and didn’t come back. After a lot of hard work at last I could manage a girl about 12-13 years (Dhaka dwellers better know, how precious the maid servant here). Her name was Bobita but we called her by Bobby. She was a cheer girl with smiling face...
In the bed, the tell-tale noise roused Beth from her slumber. She held her breath, nerves attuned with tingling energy. A prolonged moment passed. Slowly the door eased partially open, accompanied by the brush of wood against the carpet. She strained her ears, senses on edge as she attempted to pierce the hallway gloom. The hint of a shadowy figure wavered just beyond the door. Her heart pounding with adrenaline, Beth continued to feign sleep, not wanting to spook her stalking secret...
Nellie’s bracelets rattled as she wrapped her fingers around Bobby’s cock and began jerking him off. His pants were around his ankles. His legs were between hers—him standing up, her sitting on the sofa. She ran her red fingernails across the skin of his butt cheeks. She pinched them and fondled them. And then she wound her hand back and hit him with a loud spank.“Aw, fuck,” he groaned.“You wanna peek at me in the bedroom, you little creep?” the older woman said.“No, no, no,” said the...
MILFJUSTICE FOR BOBBY By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2019 Warning: Horror. Author's Note: To the credit of its author, one story on FM disturbed me to the conclusion that, in order to sleep better at night, I needed to write a moral counterpoint to it. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely...
I lived off campus in a three bedroom apartment with two other guys, both sophomores. There was Paul, my roommate from last year when we lived in a dorm and Mike, a friend of Paul’s, who was the funniest guy I have ever known. Ol’ Big Mike, as we affectionately called him, was a jolly hunk of a man, standing 6’4’’ and topping the scales at around 300 pounds. Now he wasn’t all fat, but he did maintain a certain jiggle to his walk. Mike was nothing like Paul and I, physically. Paul was...
Chapter Two.At breakfast the next morning, Dexter is still here. I slink in not wanting to meet their eyes, his eyes. Last night, I let this man touch my breasts. Okay, I let his sweaty beer bottle touch and massage my breasts. This middle-aged man saw me naked, well, saw my best assets naked. Other than a hard-on pushing against my ass, this resulted in my mother getting the pounding of her life. Without the beer and the feeling of power from last night, I am ashamed and humiliated. ...
ReluctanceIt began with a cold wet April late night knock on my door. Bedraggled, wet, and wretched, clutching a small satchel, Bobby stood at my door. “I’ve been kicked out; can I come in?” Of course I let him in. He was a young man, whom I had tutored before his university admission tests. Bright, articulate, personable, but he did lack focus. Decades younger than I, I was never tempted by him, although there was no doubt he was attractive. He just seemed too young, although he was legally an adult. He...
Bobby Stevens flew down the Hemsedal mountain side, his skis gliding over the powdery snow. The sky was a brilliant blue and the air was fresh in his face. Somewhere far away he could faintly hear someone calling his name but he paid it no attention. Ahead trees loomed but he confidently navigated the slope changing direction effortlessly with a shift of his weight from side to side, the voice in the distance grew louder and seemed strangely familiar. Bobby was picking up speed now as the...
If you have just started reading I’m Z. I post in an online directory under the “personal service WSM” heading. That heading is code for women (read: hookers) seeking men. The online site forwards messages. Many messages are vile. I laugh and delete them. Example: “Repent Sinner or suffer for eternity in Hell. Jesus loves you.” I get at least one of those a week. Oh wait, here is something interesting. The message reads: From Bobby14: Dinner for two. You pick the place. We talk while eating....
"Who's your friend," Jake asked while discarding two of his cards and asking the dealer for two more!?! "Uh, this is Bobby Reynolds, my best friend from high school" Peter replied, "he's just here for the weekend!!!" The five boys playing poker in Jake's dorm room all nodded their hellos to the slightly built young man before returning to their game! Peter and Bobby sat down in the corner to watch, but before they were even settled in their seats Jake piped up, "You know the rules, Pete, anyone...
GayNow that I am 30 and happily married to you Rick, I now have the confidence to tell u how I lost my virginity. It all started in a small town called Lake Forest in Ohio. . . I was 16 and I was still living with my fucking parents! Ive already told you about 10 times how big of assholes they are! Well enough about them, to earn some money for a car or a new handbag I baby sat. Amazingly I was the only baby sitter for a 3 block radius, so almost every night I was baby sitting babies...
Hi i am santosh, i was 21 & just appeared my final graduations exams & was Waiting for my results. Which was in the first week of aug till then i was Biding my time with share mkt earning adequate with my friends dad firm. I am going to narrate my real sex experience with rathibhabhi 28years of age she Was married early at 17 ( i love to call her bobby it excites me more ), & Having a daughter named dimpy,she lives in with her husband and her in laws in An apartment above my college friend on...
IncestBobby was daydreaming again about being the captain of the starship Enterprise, practicing interstellar diplomacy and defending the Federation against the collective Borg menace. In reality, he was sitting in his cubicle gazing into an ancient 3277 TSO terminal waiting for the billing system to complete its daily cycle. Transmission glitches had plagued the SNA network all day, and JES was bottlenecked with batch jobs waiting to run on the mainframe. Now that it was 6:15 on a Friday night,...
This chapter written by my brother Ric Join the Army – See the World – Meet Interesting People – And Kill Them! This story is not about world politics, governmental policies, religious hatred or anything like that. The heading is merely to explain why Dad is thousands of miles from home, meeting interesting people and trying to kill them. And why I'm the only one left in the house available to put my lips on Mom's clit and suck it until she screams and screams and screams. Let me set...
This weekend has been the best ever, Bobby and I had spent it fucking in every corner in my house, cuddling up next to him every night felt so natural like I’ve been doing it all my life. I walked into the bathroom and sat at the edge of the tub watching him in the shower; his body all lathered up was just literally porn“No free show babe, how are you paying ma’am” He said“How would you like to be paid” I said walking towards him“I think we can figure something out” He said pulling me inside...
Due to a severe winter storm my wife and I were trapped at our friends house for several days last winter. We all got along well and enjoyed each other's company but this was the first time we had spent time together this closely. After putting our k**s to bed each night we would sit around and play board games while having a few drinks and chatting about all sorts of things.The atmosphere was very close and friendly by the third night and after a few too many drinks my wife Sarah went down...
The holidays suck man; they suck big time. Everything bad that has ever happened to me has happened during the period that stretches from Thanksgiving to New Years. It started when I was fourteen. The family was going to Hawaii the week after Thanksgiving for a two-week stay. God, but was I ever up for it. Two weeks on sunny beaches that would be wall to wall with gorgeous babes in bikinis. A true masturbator's paradise, except that I didn't go. Two days before we were scheduled to leave I...
Erotic TG stores by talltslover. Do not read this if you are offended by transgender themes. Appreciating Femininity By George Wilson Chapter 1: The Butterfly I was, like any other red-blooded married American male, thinking I was the big man of the house. I worked. I made money. I came home, had the dinner my wife made, sat in front of the TV watching sports, drank beer, and finished off the night with a roll in the sack with the wife. Oh, and I should mention that she had...
It was a very hot and humid summer day. I dressed up in one of my sexiest dresses, a flashy emerald green number that clings to my curves and leaves a lot of skin exposed in such a way that it cannot be worn with underwear. I'm not just talking about a bra, wearing even a thong with this dress would look a bit tacky. The shoulders were straps, the fabric was silky and tight, the slits in the sides came up to my hips. I love being a head turner.And I'm sure Cory liked it too. He was handsome,...
My first year in college was like so many other guys. I didn’t have a girl to share my thoughts, my fantasies, or my dick. I went through the high school dating, proms, and senior trips with the normal, shallow commitments. Those early commitments were strong enough to enable just enough intimacy to result in a many erotic moments where I got oral sex, hand jobs, experienced pussy, and I even fucked two virgins. The one girl, however, who would cause me to block out all desires of others just...
Erotic“Those cucumbers are huge! – What high school dude would have a cock that big?” Bob asked. “Um…. Like most of us! – Your dick doesn’t get that big when it’s fully hard dude?” I said. “Uh no it doesn’t. – Are you serious? – Yours gets that fat when you’re hard?” Bob said nervously. “Hell no! – I was just fucking with you man! – You should see the look on your face. – If I really had a cock that big, do you think I’d be here at the game with you’re dumb ass?” I said. “I don’t know?...
I met Joanne in an internet chat room in June of 2003. She was a regular visitor to that room, and had lots of friends there. Although I wasn’t a newbie to chat, I hadn’t been going to that room. The chat room was really good: lots of very intelligent people having deep discussions. I liked going there a lot. The highlight of that room for me, though, was Joanne. She had been divorced the year before, and was using chat as a way of socializing and meeting new friends. She had also bought...
The evening had finally arrived. The New Years Eve Ball was to be held at the Devere Mansion hotel to celebrate the success of Oliver Taylors’ latest erotic book release. Caitlyn had been preening and pampering herself to perfection in preparation for this momentous occasion. She had been working for Oliver, as his literary agent, for the past five years, ever since she graduated from University. He made her work long and hard for her money, there was no doubt about that. In fact, he would...
Note : This story is completely fictional! I use to pick up my freind that I've known almost my whole life for school.His mother wieghed at leat 300 lb's.I never even thought of fucking her before this day.I was sitiing in the liveingroom with her waiting for her son Joe to get ready for high school he was late as he normaly was.I was watching tv with her as she kept telling him to hurry up.She wore the big duster's she called them and a silk nightgown under it that hung maybe an inch below the...
IncestAs a teenager, sometimes I wished I could go for an entire day without thinking about doing it. From the time I discovered that orgasms felt good, I seemed as if I thought of nothing else but doing it with a girl. I discovered that girls liked to go out on dates with guys, but contrary to the things I heard from some of the older guys, they weren't ready to fall into the back seat of the car after a movie and a Coke. It wasn't for lack of my trying! I heard two seniors talking about...
Transforming Bobbie It was a typical Monday morning. I woke up, showered, dressed for work and had a glass of orange juice. Everything was fine and then suddenly I felt a "pop" in my lower back followed by a great deal of pain. It was not the first time my back had gone "out" but it was by far the worst time. I called in sick. Then I tried to sit or lay or find some way to ease the pain, but there was no position which would give me any relief. My wife Mary came downstairs. ...
This story is copyrighted. Please contact [email protected] prior to use. Thank you. Part 1 Chapter 1 I knew it would be tough to be married to a wrestler, what with the hectic schedules and the traveling and all. But I never knew it would be anything like this. Who could have even imagined? My opportunity to marry Mary the Mauler came through one of those mailings where I could win a jackpot. I always fill those things out. I actually won a TV once. This advertisement and...
"It's Bosomy Bobbie," I say to Anne, holding my hand over the receiver. "Tell him we're not here. Tell him we're not her... tell him whatever you want." "He's all dressed, he says. He's got that whiny tone in his voice." "That's the only tone he has!" Anne screamed. "Oh God... why hath thou forsaken me? Alright. Tell him to come over but use the side entrance." "What side entrance?" "You know, the one next to the imaginary elevator." "Oh, that side entrance... Yeah, she...
BOBBIE Oh Lord, here he is, drunk, falling down drunk, Anna thought. She heard her husband of thirty years come home in his usual state. He spend all his days in the pool hall and his evenings at Maloney's Bar. The fact that he could afford it was not the point. Ever since they won the lottery and he gave up working he spend his days drinking. Half past seven and he could barely walk. He started early. She had attempted to get him help but he was not interested. His...
bobbi by dvs For a few seconds, James just stood there looking at bobbi. I’m sure he was soaking it all in. I know I would have. The image of a naked woman, bound and helpless, and that look on her face as she said those words. What man could resist? Not me. James’ face began to glow with desire. I could see those wheels of lust churning in his head as he looked down at her. I’ll say one thing for that slut. She knew how to get what she wanted. She knew the walk and the talk. That wasn’t the...
Bobbi - New Girl in Town(TV, Transsexual, Prostitution, Gay & lesbian sex, Anal, Oral)[Note: the original author of these stories prefers to remainanonymous]Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a...
It was Saturday night. I was ready to make the bar scene, and meet the girl of my dreams. Well, maybe just the girl of my desires. Or even any girl willing to make out with me for a while. There wasn’t much happening in small-town Iowa these days, and I’d already met every girl within fifty miles. If I got really lucky, there’d be someone new, or at least someone who’d give me a second chance. Otherwise, it’d be Ms. Hand again tonight…It was just after nine o’clock. The band sounded good, and...
Gay MaleMargo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a female, and couldpass anywhere. I complimented "her" on it, and "she" said, "You coulddo just as well, you know." I was flattered, but not as sure as shewas. "Come...
I had my "secrets" we all have them. I guess on the one hand we are terrified we will be discovered but on the other, there is that little part of us that wants to be discovered. At least that's the way it was for me. Meeting Ms. Anders changed all that. Somehow, from that first meeting, she could see all the way through me. She could see that dark secret that I always thought was safely hidden away.I should start at the beginning and maybe this will all make a little more sense. My names...
This story deals with sexually explicit material. If it offends or your not 18 or older do go any further. BOB BECOMES BOBBI by TIFFANY [email protected] I was just turning 10 years old the summer I met Marshall. I lived in a small rural town and keeping busy during the summer vacation was always a problem. That's why when Marshall a 14 years old and his 12 year old sister came to visit there Grandparents who lived just up the street it was an opportunity to escape some...
I was just turning 10 years old the summer I met Marshall. I lived in asmall rural town and keeping busy during the summer vacation was always aproblem. That's why when Marshall a 14 years old and his 12 year oldsister came to visit there Grandparents who lived just up the street it wasan opportunity to escape some of the boredom. Marshall and his sister,Jennifer, were from the big city. To them we were all hicks.Marshall was quick to start up an association with me only because I...
Bobbie By Alyssa Davis I wound my way around to the back door and let myself in to Aunt Mary's house, something I have done routinely for years. Usually I just came over to visit, since I was very close to my aunt. She was like a second mother to me, only I was more comfortable talking to her...to confide in her. She never had children of her own and now, she was a widow. So she considered me like her own son. And as such I did many chores for her. Now that school was out for the...
I met her in my office. She was assigned to one of the other consultants I share space with, and there was something about the way she moved that caught my eye. She seemed confident, and roamed the office at will. Normally, a new assistant will spend most of her time at her desk, and will only speak to a consultant if spoken to. Not her. She would captivate groups of us at once, telling us flirtatious stories, flashing her playful baby blues at us all. Bobbie was small. I figured her for four...
I met this guy Richard about 5 months ago through a friend of mine. I was working 2 jobs at the time and needed a little pick me up from time to time and well, he was the guy to go to for it. He was a great connect in more ways then one really. He was cheap and well, there was a reason for working 2 jobs so I needed cheap. He was not your normal connect in that he was no gang banger, shit head. He was a pretty cool down to earth guy who had a family of his own. And finally he lived just a few...
My name is Bobbi. Men seem to find my 5′ frame topped with long red hair quite attractive and I get my fair share of looks and propositions from men, none of which I am interested in pursuing. I was a bit wild during my high school and college years, but my husband Joe is quite conservative and at 28, I am satisfied to share a quiet conservative life with him. Joe and I live in a large apartment complex while we save for a down payment on our first house. We pretty much keep to ourselves and...
I did love Jack and, it wasn’t just the sex. Like good love, it was about everything; the great sex we had was a bonus. He could be pretty strict with me and I accepted the fact that I needed that; sore backside and all. During the first year we were together, he had a short hospital stay. Nothing major, a small operation but, it kept him in the hospital for most of a week.With me only being a ‘friend’ and not family, there were a lot of things I couldn’t do according to hospital rules so…we...
Hi to all and this is my first story on ISS and I am Rahul working in IT industry in Bangalore. I am 5’8 Athletic body, 32 years of age married with Kid since my childhood I was a leader in school, college but after my Job and marriage and Kid I became less aggressive and started restricting my inner strengths due to fear of losing..this made me very week in office. I was going through a touch face due to recession and lot of job layoff in my company. One of my go getter friend suggested me a...
Chris was tired. It was 10pm and he was getting ready to go home. He had been at work since 7am that morning and it had been a very long day. He worked in a call center for a telecommunications company and normally got off at 3pm. However, the next shift was shorthanded and the supervisor asked Chris if he could work some overtime. Chris, needing the money, gladly accepted the offer. When he called home and spoke to his wife Tameka, she wasn't happy."Aww baby, why did you say yes? I wanted to...
I paused in my reading and laid the thick journal aside, leaving it open to my place. I turned my full attention to Judy - an easy task. I noticed her nipples were once again hard and she was squirming against her bonds. The story of my great uncle, as told in his journal, must have been really turning her on. Of course, my free hand stroking her bare breasts and pubes might also have had something to do with that. I'm sure both had contributed to the hard erection I now...
Hi, I’m Steve, I have been a bi-sexual male from around the age of 20 I guess, and now I’m in my 40’s my sexual preferences haven’t changed. I like the company and sexual relationship of a female but I also like to make a guy cum and I have taken to doing this spontaneously and in public places to enhance the excitement if I get the chance.This is a short story about the time I went on a trip to a neighbouring town 16 miles away from where I live. I usually go to this town two or three times a...
I looked around to make sure I knew where everybody was stationed. Roy was on my far right, watching the progress of our advance team as they moved into position to suppress any response from our quarry. I hadn't seen him in this life at all, even though Jack used him often, and he certainly had never met the VP. The late afternoon sun was weak and the sky was hazy, partially covering us as we moved into position. I watched Roy giving orders by hand signal and marveled at how tightly his...
*I am sorry if this is categorized wrong, there are so few optios and none of them are completely right, but you have to choose one. So 'Mature' as he is an older guy, 'Taboo' as it is older with younger, and 'First Time' as it is their first time together. Sorry if this disappoints, but as I said, I have to choose something.Don't you hate that we always have to catergorize, put things in boxes?????*Hairdressing was what she wanted to do, and haircutting was why she was there. Well there maybe...
Aspiring actress Kenna has a good feeling about this trip. The casting calls she has lined up are perfect for her but she just can’t focus. She finds herself watching her hot neighbors – and the more she watches, the more she wants to see. Fantasising about them both has become a regular pastime, and no matter how hard she tries she just can’t stop thinking about it. It would seem that her reasons for this trip are becoming somewhat blurred, so when she is asked over for a...
xmoviesforyouGrowing up I had a friend named Michael that you could call us best friends. We are almost inseparable 24/7. We would go out to the clubs, bars and restaurants while dating different women sometimes double dating. We would sometimes date each other's girlfriends after the novelty wore off but we never interfered with each others friendship. Some dating lasted weeks to months but we had a bond to not have a women interfere with our friendship. That was true except for one girl I dated that is...
He snaps his fingers and I hungrily crawlacross the floor toward him. He sits casually naked in his chair, hischocolate brown muscular body relaxed, and his strong legs spread wide sothat I can see the object of my love, my life. Some of you will think I amperverted, and others of you may even suspect I am mentally ill, but I tellyou I am not. I have just found the answer to all my longing...a reasonto live. My Black Boyfriend's huge hunk of fuck-meat! Before you call me aworthless slut, please...
After I had finished cumming Grandma and mom snowballed my cumm between theyre mouths.Gawd donny you have the sweetest cream ever.I could use some of your cream too ladies.i said and smiled.I though you would never ask Mom said and sat squarely on my face.i licked and sucked her pussy for about 5 mins.she then climbed off and grandma took her place.I also ate her cunt cream and licked her still dirty asshole clean.After about 5 minutes grandma dismounted and we sat together me between the both...
“Trapper, there are at least two dozen turkey-buzzards circling overhead back west of here,” Micah told him as they rode north. Trapper and the others turned their horses to look back to where Micah was pointing. “Looks like we could have a fresh one for you men to check out. Let’s get on over there,” Trapper said and spanked his horse with his reins. They topped a small rise to see at least two dozen more buzzards on the ground tearing into a dead calf. When they rode up, the buzzards...
“Need water?” My brother, Jacob handed me a water bottle with a lovely sprinkle of condensation forming on the outside. I nodded, “Yes!” said a breathless Colleen. I would have liked my name if I didn’t figure out a few years ago that my parents named me after an aunt who was later put in jail. No wonder my parents never tell us about her, they are ashamed. Every family has their problems… little did I know my brother and I would be adding to them. “It’s getting late.” Jacob said,...
The lovers awoke on Friday as the days bright sunlight began to fill the room. It would be their last full day in Jamaica and they had no specific plans. They gazed dreamily at each other for more than a few moments in a love hangover before rising to shower together. The wet, warm, skin to skin proximity led to more lovemaking as Joe took her from behind while she bent holding the grab bar. Not wanting to fill her with cum to run from her half the morning, he pulled out as he neared orgasm....
Ronnie had taught me how complicated life can be. That was good, because my life got more complicated. It wasn't that birthday kiss. Not really. At least I don't think it was the kiss. I had been looking forward to going off to college. I had an acceptance letter from K-State. I had been accepted into the engineering program. It was a five year program, so maybe that's part of what complicated things. And I had been looking forward to the girls at college. Except I was pretty sure that...