Dulcie's DevastationChapter 6 free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

It was clearly a good idea for Emma Pearson and Dennis Perkins to work closely together. Of course, Dennis was usually only in the church office for an hour or so each day, but most days they managed to at least 'touch base'. In doing so, they didn't realise that they were becoming close in other ways too. Dennis had changed considerably in himself and was considering talking to Dulcie about Confirmation, to become a full member of the church, rather than just a part-time employee. He was already attending services regularly.

One day, a week or so before Christmas, they had been looking for some detail in the church records that had been misplaced and it had got rather late; well after six o'clock. Dennis was the first to notice as he straightened up from the box file he was examining.

"Heavens! Look at the time! Shouldn't you be going home?"

Emma glanced up at the clock and yawned. "No panic. We had a cooked lunch. Liina will have got herself sandwiches for tea even if Dulcie wasn't there; they won't have waited for me."

"Well, I'm hungry, and I don't want to go home and cook. Will you come with me to Bombay Nights? I'd like some company as I eat."

Emma thought, frowned, shrugged and her expression cleared. "Okay ... that sounds like fun, actually."

"Great!"

It wasn't the first time they'd had a meal, or at least a snack, together. It was far from the first time they'd told each other things about themselves, but on that occasion, Emma found herself expanding on the superficial account she had given of how she'd come to be at the Rectory; how she'd run away from an abusive fostering, been picked up by members of a group who had intended to rape her and several other young girls in a purportedly Satanist ritual – the fear she'd felt, escalating to terror with the appearance of the demon – Dulcie's interruption, armed only with a bottle of Holy water. Remembering, she shivered, but then giggled. "She'd blessed a plastic bottle of spring water – the sort with a nozzle to drink from – and squirted it at the Thing. Would you believe it?"

"Once, no, I wouldn't. Now, knowing Dulcie ... and knowing you to be truthful ... yes, I believe it."

"I don't know why I told you that – I don't usually talk about it."

"I'm glad you did. Emma ... I've been wondering ... I mean ... this isn't a date ... is it?"

She cocked her head, watching him, neutrally. "What are you getting at, Dennis?"

"It's difficult. We're friends, right?"

"Of course."

"What if ... I wanted to maybe be ... more than ... friends?"

"Knowing what I've just told you?"

"That? That has nothing to do with you being a very special person. In fact, it makes me think you're even more special."

She looked down at her plate, then back up, reached out and took his hand where it was resting on the table.

"Thank you, Dennis. You make me feel special. I..." she frowned, "I don't know what I think about ... what? You'd like to be my boyfriend?"

"I suppose, yes. Seems a bit odd at my age to be talking about being boyfriend and girlfriend, but yes."

"I don't know, Dennis. I'm not saying no, just that I need to think about it. Is that alright?"

"Of course. You know I wouldn't push you, don't you?"

"Yes, or I wouldn't even be thinking about it."

"Then let us finish eating, and we'll go our separate ways while you think about it... ?"

"That's a plan..." she chuckled. "Thank you, Dennis. You're a friend. I will think about it, I promise."

On returning to the Rectory, Emma found Dulcie in her study. "Might I have a word?"

"Always, any time, Emma."

"I've just had dinner with Dennis ... we were late looking for that invoice for the roof repairs and he took me to Bombay Nights for a curry..."

"Sounds nice," Dulcie smiled.

"It was..." Emma paused, looking at Dulcie carefully. "You don't mind?"

"Why would I mind?"

"I thought, maybe, you might ... um ... be interested in him yourself... ?"

Dulcie's eyebrows rose and her mouth opened; she took a deep breath and released it with a sigh. She frowned, apparently thinking; took a breath as if to speak, but let it out and chuckled. "What to say..." She shook her head slightly. "Emma, I have no romantic interest in Dennis Perkins. I think he's a good man, who is feeling his way towards meaning for his life, and I'm happy to be his friend. But that is all."

"He wants to ... to ... date me. What do I do, Dulcie?"

"Ah ... that I can't tell you. Only you can know that."

"I'm scared, Dulcie..."

"Come here, darling..." Emma shuffled across the room and Dulcie drew her into her arms. She held Emma close until she felt her relax. "Are you afraid of Dennis?"

"I don't think so ... It's just..."

"You've spent quite a lot of time with him..."

"Yes."

"And he's never worried you, done anything to make you think he can't be trusted?"

"No, of course not!"

"Do you enjoy spending time with him? Find things to talk about that interest both of you?"

"Oh, yes..."

"Then the question you need to answer is, 'do you want to get closer to him?'"

Emma thought about that, then, "Will you pray for me, Dulcie?"

Dulcie continued to hold her as she prayed aloud. Emma was quite used to the 'foreign' sounds from Dulcie's lips and was only slightly surprised when her own voice joined in.

By the time Emma got to bed she was wiped out emotionally, her eyes shut, and she was asleep seconds after her head hit the pillow.

Dulcie worried only a little. She knew Emma to be sensible, but hoped her history would not affect any relationship she entered into. Two years after Emma's friend Rosie had fallen, hard, for a young man, Mannie Wagner, and headed off to University with him, Emma had shown no interest in any man beyond courtesy.

Harry and Lydia arrived the weekend before Christmas and were warmly welcomed.

Emma informed Dennis when they next met that she would enjoy spending more time with him, but suggested waiting 'til after the Christmas holiday was over. "But you're welcome to visit the Rectory if you're at a loose end."

"I'd like that. The office is closed until the New Year. Maybe we could take a walk or something?"

She giggled. "Taking a walk is not a date?"

He smiled and shrugged. "Well, we won't be making a formal arrangement." Turning serious, he added, "I know you'll want to be around in case Dulcie goes into labour."

Dulcie's pregnancy had not stopped her from carrying out her pastoral duties. For the most part, her parishioners understood and came to her, rather than expecting a visit. A few, however, were just not able. Among them was Edith Spurgeon, still in hospital after her stroke. Not too long previously she'd been a sour, bitter, old maid. Delia Westwood, (then Delia Cooper) had somehow pierced the hard shell and forged a friendship with her ... to the extent that Delia had worn Edith's heirloom veil as she married Gerry Westwood. When Edith had suffered her stroke, Delia had visited her almost daily, each week taking consecrated bread and wine for her to receive Communion.

Edith gradually gained better control of her voice, and shortly before Christmas asked Delia if she could ask Dulcie to visit. It being uncomfortable for Dulcie to drive, she rode with Delia to the hospital in Chelmsford.

"Rev-er-end Han-son," she slurred, lifting a hand as she saw Dulcie in her room. "Tha-nk you ... for ... com-ing. De-li-a, please?"

"Dulcie..." Delia's Liverpool accent was somewhat blurred by several years' living in Essex. "I've been talking to Edith and she's asked me to explain some things ... She's asked me..." she stopped and swallowed, clearly distressed, "she thinks she's going to die..."

"Ev-er-y-one dies ... De-li-a ... and I ... am ... quite ... old."

"She ... wants me to conduct her funeral and doesn't want you to be offended," Delia said. "I said ... I wasn't sure if I could..."

"There's no legal problem," Dulcie said, "and I'm not offended. I know how close you are."

"Oh, it's not that. I'm just not sure if I can do it. I don't want to break down in the middle..."

"Dear..." Edith released Dulcie's hand and reached for Delia's. "If ... you ... can... 't, I ... don't re-a-lly mi-nd."

"I'm sure we can arrange things to support you, Delia," Dulcie reassured her. "Edith, I'd like to pray for you and anoint you, if I may?"

"Ye ... s p ... lease..."

Delia held the old lady's hand as Dulcie prayed and wiped a little olive oil on Edith's forehead. Her face smoothed out as Dulcie did so and her eyes closed. For a moment, Dulcie wondered if Edith was going to die, remembering an old lady in Sheffield who had seemed to wait for Dulcie to visit. But Edith's breathing was slow and steady – she was just sleeping.

"I think it would be best I got you home," Delia told her friend. "I don't know how long Edith will sleep, and it wouldn't be fair to keep you here."

0
0

07.04.2022
30
0

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 3

3 years ago
0
20
0

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 2

4 years ago
0
25
0

Dulcie and All Hallow s EveChapter 1

4 years ago
0
35
0

Same as Dulcie's Devastation
Chapter 6 Videos

Dulcie and PaulChapter 2

Paul was there in good time. Dulcie arrived alone. "Peter was called in the small hours to attend a parishioner in hospital. We're on our own, I'm afraid." They weren't quite alone, several older ladies arrived in time to join the little service. Afterwards, they wanted to talk. Paul contained his hunger and impatience, she listened politely, but after a few minutes she excused herself from the women; "I've not had breakfast yet and I've promised to visit Farleigh this morning....

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 5

It might be thought strange, but it was Friday before Delia went to see Bert in Hospital in Chelmsford. She got reports from Dulcie, of course, but there might have been several reasons; she could not have given a simple explanation. Part of it was that she had got very much into cleaning the house. Part of it was the feeling that he was, in some way, there with her as she worked. Partly, perhaps, she didn't want to see that remarkable, proud and strong-willed man reduced to total...

Dulcie and All Hallows EveChapter 7

The atmosphere in church Sunday morning was odd. No doubt rumours had circulated. The death of a prominent member of the congregation in circumstances that were, to say the least, unclear; flurries of activity, Peter and Dulcie not at the morning and evening prayer. Then, on arrival, members of the congregation couldn't fail to notice Dulcie sitting in the congregation with two teenage girls, rather than in robes up front. They couldn't miss that Jeanne Stevenson was accompanied by her son,...

Dulcie and MannieChapter 2

It was almost immediately apparent – as soon as anyone tried to question Emmanuel – that he was going to need a psychiatric assessment. Like most people these days, he carried a mobile phone, though he didn’t have many entries on his phone book. He did however, have an ICE number (in case of emergency) which was his parents’ home number. It might have been better had it been one of their mobile numbers, as it was late in the evening before they responded, but respond they did, horrified that...

Dulcie and All Hallows EveChapter 2

Dulcie and Peter's work with their visitors extended over nearly two weeks. Dulcie's sessions were almost certainly the hardest and by the time Lydia was satisfied, Dulcie was wrung out and drained, but, paradoxically, deeply happy. She woke up in Peter's arms the day after her last session with Lydia and just snuggled. It was Friday; the weekend with all the demands that placed on ministers was a day away. Peter opened his eyes and looked at her, his gaze full of love but also respect; he...

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 4

Monday morning; Peter looked at his wife over his mug of coffee as Rosie and Emma chattered about school as they ate cereal and sipped fruit-juice. The world outside was dark; the combination of the early hour and a heavy overcast suggested a gloomy day ahead. "I asked Andy to take the service this morning," he said, "and Delia promised to either walk with Bert or to unlock the church herself. I can't imagine Bert parting with the keys easily, though he and Delia seem to have been good...

DulcieChapter 3 Dulcies story

One day in late June, I was in the kitchen with Sara, we'd just finished the washing up. "Dulcie," she said, "do you love Peter?" "Of course," I said, "how could I not?" "Yes," she said, "he is lovable, and the best thing is he doesn't, or won't, realise it. But that is not precisely what I meant. Let me put it this way. Are you in love with my husband?" I blushed, hotly, and quite apart from that, I strongly suspect that 'deer in the headlights' would sum up my...

Dulcie and MannieChapter 3

There is a famous psychiatric study, 'On Being Sane in Insane Places'; perfectly well individuals were admitted to acute psychiatric units and found it was extremely difficult to convince the staff that they were, in fact, perfectly sane. Emmanuel Wagner had, of course, shown clear signs of not being 'well' for two years and his recovery, occurring quite without any medical intervention, intrigued, puzzled and worried the professionals. His parents struggled mightily and only managed to...

Dulcie and MannieChapter 4

"I asked her to marry me," Mannie said, sitting in Peter's office after supper, "she ... got me to admit how I felt for her." "And?" "And she said, 'of course'. Then she added, 'when I'm eighteen'." "Sensible. She'd not get parental permission, and we can't give it. Has she spoken about her family?" "Only that they didn't want her and that's why she's living with you." "Well, it's for her to tell you about them, not that I know very much anyway. Mannie, it's...

Dulcie and MannieChapter 5

Rosie made her decision. Actually, she'd really made it before, but she wanted to make sure Dulcie approved ... or, at least, didn't disapprove. She was nervous, half wondering if she would be angry or disappointed. But when she tentatively stammered out her desire, Dulcie merely smiled reminiscently, saying, "Just remember, the ceremony is just that. I'm fairly sure you're already married in your heart and mind ... aren't you?" Rosie blushed and nodded. "And if you still want to be...

Dulcie and PaulChapter 3

Peter and Dulcie missed Paul at morning prayer; he'd been a feature, always in the same pew, for the previous fortnight. After the service, they walked down the little hill to the quay. Aglaia – and Paul – were gone. "I wish I could say I was surprised," Peter said, "but I'd hoped he might be a fixture." Dulcie slipped her hand into her husband's. "Don't write him off yet," she replied. "It's been an emotional roller-coaster for him. You can't expect him to be reasonable. I...

Dulcie and All Hallows EveChapter 5

Peter Hanson walked to the Stevenson house with Sasha and Malcolm. It was not far at all, set out of the way at the end of a lane and not far from the river. Malcolm's mother opened the door and stepped back to let them enter. Malcolm followed the other two in and was instantly clasped in his mother's arms. Her embrace seemed to last forever, but she finally released him and turned to Sasha. Sasha was a little taller than Mrs. Stevenson, who had to look up to look into her eyes. Sasha met...

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 7

Time passed; in church, the green of the ordinary season gave way to the purple of Lent. The raw, east-coast wind continued to bite, but the days were getting longer, as they do, and the first signs of spring were appearing. Gerry Westwood appeared at random intervals for a day or two before returning to his unit; he'd consult with his solicitor and an accountant, chat to Delia and share a meal with her, but no more. Delia tried to dismiss the fluttery feelings in her middle when he came...

Dulcie and All Hallows EveChapter 4

Despite the late and eventful night, Malcolm woke before dawn, immediately conscious of having company in the bed. Cautiously rolling over, he saw in the dim light of street lighting filtering through the curtains, Sasha ... looking at him. "Do you mind?" Her voice was very quiet. "I just ... wanted to be close to you." "I don't mind," he said, "but I don't understand." "Do you want me to go away?" "Why ... why would I want you to go away? I can't understand why you want to...

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 6

The funeral over, it was two weeks to Christmas. Delia hadn't given the festival a thought since before Hallowe'en – too much had been happening. Dulcie and Peter had, of necessity, but the four weeks leading up to Christmas are a 'penitential season' in the church – like Lent – with purple the colour of the season. (No need to get into fine details like, some churches use 'rose' on the third in Advent). It's a time of preparation for the coming of the Saviour at Christmas. Anyway,...

Dulcie and PaulChapter 4

Something changed for Paul. He noticed that Eileen was more relaxed around him. He began to look forward to seeing her. Unfortunately, word had got round of his skills with the internet and he was getting more and more work from local small businesses and local churches, so he was actually seeing less of her than before. Of course it was good he was getting the work. Others noticed a change in him too. Andrew and Bridget noticed the reduced ... perhaps that should read changed ... tension...

Dulcie and All Hallows EveChapter 6

There was a clear priority for Friday; clothes and other requisites for the girls. The Glovers threw themselves into their new responsibility, taking Carli and Jen into London, though after arrival, Angela turned to her husband and told him to: "Go visit St. Paul's or something. We'll meet you for lunch in the crypt at St. Martin's in the Fields. You'll only be in the way while we shop." He decided it was best to go along with that, but made his way to the National Gallery, right next...

Dulcie and All Hallows EveChapter 3

They'd never given themselves a name. If they referred to themselves collectively, it was as 'The Group'. The group had begun back in the nineteenth century – the last founder member died in 1959. Most, but by no means all, members were descended from founders though the closest relatives to founders were grandsons. Some members, a few, had been introduced, carefully, because they were friends of members, others, perhaps strangely, had been victims of the group's activities but had been...

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 9

It was inevitable that at some point they would meet Tom Carmichael, and as it happened, it was the day Gerry started walking with Delia again after his enforced rest. They ended up drinking coffee together in Reminder's saloon, sitting next to the wood-burning stove. Negotiating the companionway stairs was a little awkward, but Gerry managed well, to his great pleasure. Delia was delighted that Gerry and Tom seemed to hit it off immediately. It seemed that the reason Gerry joined the...

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 11

Delia woke to an unfamiliar feeling of contentment. It took a few moments for her brain to catch up and connect the feeling to the warm body next to her, the person she was half lying on. She lay there, ignoring her body's call to empty her bladder, revelling in the sense of security he gave her. She moved slightly and her thigh brushed his erect penis. She smiled; no problems there, then... His eyes opened and met hers. Her heart sank a little as he frowned, then he asked, "Was I...

Dulcie and DeliaChapter 8

It just isn't possible to comprehend what Gerry Westwood was experiencing; we can only try to imagine. A young man – in his thirties, anyway – in the prime of his life, who had all his life been fit and active, able to look after himself ... and others that he was responsible for. An officer in one of the pre-eminent special ops units in the world, so tough, highly trained, self-reliant but a team player ... reduced to almost total dependence on nurses who for the most part were young women....

Son of Chronos Book 1 OriginChapter 17

Tuesday morning Matt was getting ready to head in to the warehouse for the day. He cornered Molly. “We are all going into the office today. I want you and Duchess dressed, but in outfits that say slave.” Molly replied. “Yes master. I have a couple of fetish outfits from the Sowter shop I’ve been wanting to try out. Ruth stored the fetish outfits she got here, and her stuff should be a close enough fit for Duchess.” Molly walked off. Matt went and sat at the dining room table with his...

The Wall

Michelle took him in: he was a tall, broad, thick-necked slab of lean muscle. His gaze had more cleverness than intelligence, but he was sharp, all there. She winked at Amy as they came over to her table, as if to say: "Good job." "Michelle, this is Joseph." "Hi Joseph, pleased to meet you." Pleasantries were exchanged, and small talk initiated. The weather was a little warm for the season, and a thunderstorm had passed through that afternoon. Traffic was no worse than usual, but Joseph had...

Our First New HomeChapter 6

When it was time to leave for work I put on another sheer blouse and one of my tiny skirts. I slipped on my shoes, grabbed my purse and headed out to my car. Ann was waiting for me outside. "Sweetheart," she said sweetly, "I have really missed your little bus stories. They turn me on like you wouldn't believe. Why don't you take the bus today?" She paused to enjoy my reaction for a moment and then she walked away. I began my rush to the bus stop at the end of the street. I had the...

Damsels in Need Sadie

I was greeted at the front door by a bubbly very attractive young lady. “This must be Sadie” I thought as she showed me in. She was a carbon-copy of her mother Erica - tall and slim with curves in all the right places. She was beautiful. She instantly took my hand and drew me into a hug which pressed her substantial breasts into my chest. “It’s good to finally meet you, mummy has told me so much about you”. I wondered just how much that Erica had shared with her daughter. Sadie was...

General SidChapter 15

Sucking on her index finger, Laura watched Sid working with the men. They were practicing a new tactic for dealing with men marching four abreast. She thought he cut such a dashing figure riding his horse with a lance leveled at the targets. Watching him made her wet between the legs. When he would pause and wave to her, she thought her heart would explode. Although Sid had been busy leading the army, he had given Laura more of his time than she had expected under the circumstances. When he...

Bedside Manner Chapter 2

Jimmy was fast asleep when Pam came around again to his room, so she let just him sleep. He woke the next morning and Pam had already gone home. He kicked himself for being such a child and falling asleep so early. However, there wasn't anything to do but wait until that evening to see her again. He busied himself with TV and the visit from his mother. He chatted with some of the other nurses politely, but his mind was on Pam and he hoped this wasn't her night off and he had missed her.After...

Medical

Sweetie sex

Hi hello everybody this is 100% true and real and no fake or imagination and I am a male of 23 yrs and software developer by profession working in a software company in Chennai and I live with my parents and my grandmother and for past five years i used to think and masturbate a women who is 47 yrs old women and she lives with her husband who is state goverment bus driver who used to drive tamilnadu goverment buses from chennai cmbt to banglore and they are a typical malayalam speaking family...

Incest

Futa MILFs and Their Hot Daughters Chapter 6 FutaMommies Love Their Daughters

Chapter Six: Futa-Mommies Love Their Daughters By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Jolene Harland had a great time with her new futa-dick, but she was eager to see what her sexy mother had gotten up to. She wanted to compare notes with mommy dearest. Humming to herself, she left eighteen-year-old Ingrid Morales to scamper upstairs with a tummy full of cum. That girl was eager to see what her futa-mother was up to. Dressing quickly, Jolene Harland...

A Moment in the life of a Traveling Man

Traveling day to day has perks and down falls. I have always enjoyed the adventure but find the down time in the evening and at night boring and lonely. I recently decided to take a bold step to address these moments of down time. It came to me about three weeks ago. I was 'web surfing' when I came across Craigslist. I had no idea that an individual could set up an ad that would allow you to express what your seeking and allow others to respond to your ad. So I decided to place an ad three...

My wifes cruel way

I can't explain why I talked my wife into the cuckold lifestyle but I did. Like most women she thought at first it was a trap but after seeing how excited I got while talking about it she was convinced I wasn't k**ding. It started out with her meeting her guy friends after work and coming home wearing panties wet with a mixture of her and his love making. It took a while before she started having me clean her with my mouth after she had been out. I hinted very carefully how I'd like this to...

Walked In On Me

On my way home from work I was so horny I didn't know what to do. So, I called my dependable pussy, but, it was that time of the month. No problem, I got a back up, no answer. Last shot, as I dialed I thought to my self she's not that good looking, but, she has a hot body and her pussy gets real wet. But, she tells me her sister is there and they have plans. Strike three..... .no pussy available. Frustrated I pull up to the house, dick so hard it poked my pants out like a tent. I...

Taboo

Diary of a house boy part two

April 11 Dear Diary, Wow, you should have been with us last week!!! Mr. Foxx took me along with him to San Francisco on business!!! Talk about a wild place, diary, I actually saw two men fucking out in the open in the park and nobody even gave it a second look!!! Mr. Foxx gave me one hundred dollars and sent me on my way to explore the city when he was at his meeting!!! I found this little place that advertised live dancing in private rooms, and since I'd never heard of anything like that...

Gay

True story

After a late night of partying my best friend and I returned home and started an in depth conversation about stripping. I being the somewhat shy person that I am said that couldn't imagine myself ever having the courage to strip. I'd always wanted to be the kind of girl who could turn on a slow sexy song and slowly shed all my clothes while silently teasing my man. My friend desides that she wants to show me how easy it can be. So she stands up and goes over to cd player and turns on her...

A Princess New Life

I woke sometime in the night, something was wrong. My bedroom was dark, just like it was supposed to be, but there was a noise I could not place. I took a deep breath trying to clear my head but that was a mistake. Foul tasting fumes filled my lungs. I struggled against whoever was holding me but passed out again. When I woke my head was pounding in time with my heart; The noise of birds singing somewhere was not helping. My eyes felt crusty, my tongue tasted like dirty socks. If it weren’t...

Oh god no

deleted

Between Friends

“Shit! This wasn’t supposed to happen.”“What?”“Us together. Alone. You know my wife’s always been jealous of you.” You open your mouth to protest, but I cut you off. “Yeah, I know, I know. It’s not like anything is really going on between us, but she’s just kinda… insecure I guess.”“What for?” you ask, straightening your back. “We’re just colleagues.”“I know. I never thought we were more than that, but… I mean, I don’t know if I should tell you this, but she put on some weight the last couple...

Masturbation

Sooo Sweet

Wonderful, Sally! Come back in two hours, and don't give it another thought. Everything'll be just the way you want it. Wash, style, set, perm, the whole hairdo, same as in the book. And everything else, too. A complete makeover. It'll look fantastic, you'll see! Trust me!. You haven't been here before, have you hon? Sally's one of my regulars. My name's Janet, by the way. Just sit down over here, and let's see what we've got to work with. You know, there's a terrific woman, Sally!...

My high school bullies

When i was younger living with my mom, before i started my black cock love. i had two bullies who would pick on me everyday. I didn’t know why picked on me but they were these two tall skinny black boys and i was this little white boy with a bit of a plumped butt. My mom was this curvy women who wore tight clothes all day. She usually wear tight black leggings and a thight shirt. Some nights she would go out and not come back until the next morning. One day i came home and asked my mom about it...

The hairdresser

This happened in 2010Donna used the same hairdresser for over ten years. She was an Indian girl, really pretty and only recently married. She's called Gina, 30 years old, 5'5", thin with dark hair and extremely pretty. As Donna wanted her hair doing for a party we were going to Gina offered to open her shop late so she could have her hair done the same evening.Friday came round quickly, as I dropped Donna off at 6pm, the town was quiet and there was no-one in the salon, I told her I'd be back...

A Cold Night

When my parents divorced I urged my mother to buy a new town house that came with a maintenance contract. But mother insisted that she wanted something with a little more character and finally chose a 70-year bungalow in Fairfax County, Virginia. I must admit the house had a certain retro charm but it did require several major improvements, including a new roof, attic insulation, and, to avoid putting in an expensive new furnace, electric baseboard heating.I'd try to get by to see mother about...

Wife Takes Revenge To Satisfy Herself

My name is Sameer and I’m 26 years old and me and my wife live in Mumbai. I work for an MNC and have to go out on tours every month or two. I have a well built body and I’m 5’10” tall. Now, my wife’s name is Sakshi and she is 24 years old. She is 5’4″ & has the body of an angel, milky thighs, firm young curves and incredible good looks. So, coming to the story, One night at around 1:30 am my phone started ringing. It was on the nightstand for charging.. So by the time I woke up, my wife was...

Incest

Another Sun SetsChapter 2

With her dress pooled around her feet she gave a little shiver. Of anticipation, of fear, or lust? The look in her eyes made it difficult for me to tell as I forced her a step back, her legs buckling at the knees as they hit the edge of the bed, and she sat solidly down. I was driven by lust at this point, this beauty before me, and all her charms open to my touch. Swinging her legs around I rolled her slightly onto her side and put my knees straddle of her lower leg, lifting the upper one...

Weekend in Denver

Their plan was simple. She had to go to Denver to speak at a conference and he had planned a trip there to meet with some friends for some fly-fishing. They had never met face to face before, but they knew each other rather intimately. Their relationship had started nearly ten years before in an internet chat room. She had just found out that her husband would rather fuck the 19-year-old so-called lesbian babysitter and threw her out of their home. Heartbroken, distraught, homeless, and...

Ari

Everybody has bad days, but when I have one it seems to go on forever. I was sitting on the side of the road with a flat on the right rear and when I opened the truck I found the spare flat too. I picked up my cell phone to call Triple A for roadside assistance and found that I was in a dead spot and couldn't connect to anything. That left me with two options - walk up the road or walk down the road. No real choice there. I could see my destination sitting on top of a hill about a mile and a...

Day 2 at the Smiths Part 2

As I walked into the bathroom I looked into the mirror it was almost as if I was looking at a stranger. My dick was rock hard and dripping pre cum and I had a bit of Daddy's cum stuck to my chin. I was standing there and I heard Mr. Smith digging around in the closet he then put down a towel "Straddle the towel boy" he ordered I did it right away standing there I realized why he wanted me like this it gave him clear access to my private area. I was looking in the mirror my god I was like his...

Concert time

This is my first story, so tell me if you like it, I could probably make it more erotic, but I need to know if this is alright for a starting point type thing… ‘Alexis! Are you ready for the concert?’ yelled my friend Mark. ‘Yeah! Sure, just one second!’ I said, applying my lipstick. I checked myself out in the mirror, pulling my pink hot pants down slightly, so they just cover my ass cheeks. My black bra showed threw my white top, so grudgingly, I decided to take off my bra, leaving my 34C...

Journey With MumChapter 3

It was twilight when we pulled up to this big house in the suburbs. There was a large front entrance and a side entrance with its own rooms but connected to the main house. My grandparents had it built because my grandfather had been the local doctor and the side entrance with rooms and facilities was his surgery. In fact it was a separate dwelling. The plan was that Mum and I would have the main house, consisting of living/dining area, kitchen/breakfast bar to one side backing on to a...

My Mother loves to spit and squirt

Part One It all started when I was 16. I was a star player on my High School Girls Basketball Team. I got the talent from my mother who played for a top Division 1 college. She taught me how to play the game which made me a starting freshman on the varsity squad. By the time I was a junior, I was already being scouted, but mom would push me every day. We usually didn't practice on the days after our games and that’s when Mom and I would go to the driveway or local indoor basketball gym...

TNWS01 The Girl With The Voice of an AngelChapter 48 The Reverends Cock

After watching Marleen Greaves plunge her mouth over the swollen knob of Jock Ramsden’s big cock and seeing Troy Pearson carry on sucking on his sister’s pubic mound Glenda Harper decided it was time to head back to the mess hall for some coffee. Walking about Camp Starkers with her daughter had tired her out a bit and she thought now would be a perfect opportunity to have a bit of a sit down and let these ‘younguns’ carry on undisturbed. Jessie was going to accompany her mother back to the...

Tanned All Over

Penny and I have been in rut for some time. We tried to stimulate, spice up and entice our lovemaking. Nothing seem to bring back the old spark until we both got ‘tanned all over’. We were watching some television, when an old singer we grew up listening to, Frankie Avalon, was introducing his easy-to-use tanning lotion and cream. We decided to try it, and ordered the kit. It arrived a few weeks later it. Initially it was to be mine alone, I soon convinced my honey that I’d apply it onto her...

Horny Housewives Being a whore of a Manwhore

Wearing dark sunglasses, a knee high blue colored dress and a handbag in my hand, I stepped out of my car. A couple of young guys, who were standing a few feet away from my car, looked at my deep cleavage. I was thirty-seven years old. I had blonde hair, blue eyes, and I managed to have a quite fit body. My breasts were 34D size, and I loved playing with my boobs every time I masturbated. I was married, but still I had to fuck myself with my toys and fingers. My husband was good at sex, but he...

Hardcore

My first whore wife

I was still in college when I met my first whore that I married. she was in one of my classes and I started talking to her to see what she was like. I knew what I wanted in a wife/whore and I thought I saw that in her. She had what I was looking for as far as looks go. Big old tits a tight ass and long legs that went all the way to that ass and long blonde hair and it was real. Beside that she would be an asset for anything I wanted in the business world. She would be a trophy wife to take to...

Cold Stare

"Gaaaaah!!" The thing about Sam is that he's a thieving shitbird. You have to keep that in mind, or the rest of it don't make sense. Big Tony, the manager at the Admiral, liked his rum. Fitting, really - admiral and rum. Like a lot of places, the Admiral didn't want their staff drinking. Yes, it's a bar. Customers drink, employees don't. The girls could do whatever the fuck they like. If a couple of snorts of vodka makes it easier to suck some fat guy's sweaty balls in the back...

Saturday Night Slutting

http://xhamster.com/photos/view/148535-1911867.htmlhttp://xhamster.com/photos/view/148535-1911867.html http://xhamster.com/photos/view/148535-1911868.html http://xhamster.com/photos/view/148535-1911868.html It had been a long week at work and I'd only been able to Fuck a couple of times and only with my Husband...I was very horny.I told him Saturday morning I wanted to go Slutting that evening so after he went off to work I prepared myself.A trip to the salon for the works including a nice...

The Story of Tim to Jennifer Part 3

Bud's very presence triggered horny thoughts and I loved just being near him. His tender deep kisses and the way he admired and touched my body finally helped me to make my decision. " If your offer still holds, I would like very much to stay here with you. I do believe you can help me become the woman I would like to be", I said, "and besides, I want to do everything I can to please you. You have opened me up to pleasures that I had only dreamed of." With that said, he got the biggest...

Reward worth the risk 1

True story of fantasy become reality. Kim and I started trading fantasy erotic intant messages. Her last message was that she needed to have that for real To test the waters i suggest to Kim we try mutual masterbation together. Less guilt.. She is married as well as my wife's sister. The next day we see each other again. We are short on time but decide to go further and she gives me a beautiful blow job. As i kiss her good bye i tell her the next time it's my turn. My turn to do everything we...

Affair

Fun in a Hot Tub

Emma was a skinny 19 year old with short dark hair. She had a very beautiful face, with bright blue eyes and gently tanned skin. She had average sized breasts but they were beautifully shaped and firm. Rob and her had been dating for a while now. He was tall and similarly skinny but with a hint of muscle tone. It was mid December and it had begun to snow outside, the temperature had dropped to below freezing, it was definitely a night to stay inside in front of the fire. Or was it? The two...

Porn Trends