Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 16A
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Wednesday was a dark and dreary excuse for a spring day. When I woke up it was overcast and so dark that it looked like the middle of the night. It was one of those days that just seem to sap all the energy right out of you and make you want to stay indoors and watch TV, read, or anything else to ignore the day outside.
Hiding from the weather was a luxury I didn't have. I got up and went down to feed the dog before I had my shower and got dressed. He seemed depressed by the gray sky as well. He went right to his food without so much as a tug on my hand to come and play. When I peeked in on Bud, he was still asleep and looked so peaceful that I didn't have the heart to wake him up. I decided to postpone playing with my brothers until I felt perkier or they indicated a desire to fool around. I didn't want to become a chore for anyone.
I showered and dressed in moderately conservative clothes — a blue blouse and a pleated skirt that came to mid-thigh. I considered briefly, then decided not to wear my bell pendants on my nipple rings or any other jewelry for that matter. I would have toned down my makeup a bit too, but it didn't seem worth the bother.
At breakfast, conversation was minimal. The only bright spot was when the phone rang as I was leaving to walk over to Neeka's to catch a ride to school. Mom answered it and held out a hand, motioning for me to wait. I assumed that it was a follow-up after last night. I was right.
As soon as she hung up the phone, Mom said, "That was Bob Foster. He said to thank you again for the help last night. He said that he wanted you to know that those kids' parents were very happy to have them back safe and sound and that even though you had made it clear that you didn't want any credit for helping out that you made a big difference in the lives of several people last night and he wanted you to know that."
"That was kind of him to say. I think I may have tipped him off that I have a softer side than I had led him to believe and he wanted to make me feel good. Did he say anything about Beverly sneaking out last night?"
"No, he didn't. Do you really think she would have gone back there?"
"It's a possibility. Having your 'horizons' broadened can change people."
"Well, he did say that he had a couple of deputies out there at sunrise to look for the man you left tied up. He said he was just where you left him. They took him to the hospital to have him examined and to get him treated for a broken jaw."
"That's good. I guess my reputation as a bone-breaker is still solid, too. And I didn't even hit him that hard."
"You seem happy that you didn't hurt him too badly."
"I am. I don't like hurting people. I keep running into people who are as much victims of their own situations as the people that they victimize. I'd much rather help than hurt. It's just so hard to use the right amount of force; and the stronger I get, the harder that becomes."
"Don't forget your martial arts class this afternoon, honey. You said you hoped that would help you with that."
"I think it already has. And I know now what I need to do to keep the destruction to a minimum."
"What's that?"
"Just stay calm, cool, and collected. But that's easier said than done in the heat of the moment. See you later!" I kissed her good bye and walked down the driveway and up the street to the Morgan house. Neeka was just pulling out of the garage and I flagged her down by waving a thumb.
When I got in the car she said, "I called Beverly Pearce last night after I got home. Since we both thought she might try to sneak out, I thought I would try to distract her. Her father didn't want to put her on the phone until I told him I was one of the people who found her. She picked up so quick I think she was standing right there."
"Good thinking. What did you tell her?"
"That she was going to be a celebrity for getting lost in the woods overnight and having to be rescued, and that there were going to be some boys who would want to meet her to hear her story first-hand. I told her that some of them might have something that she'd be interested in, now that she has 'higher standards'."
"You told her you'd introduce her to someone with a cock as big as goat-man? Damn, girl! If you know someone like that, introduce him to me!" I said, emphatically.
"You know I don't. I just wanted to get her mind off her satyr and back on someone who she could take home to meet the folks. I'm afraid I led her to think there was some kind of club for girls who had been turned on to big cocks."
"Oh, way to go! Darn, I think you're turning into the smart one of the team."
"Don't I wish!" Neeka laughed. "I was just doing my bit to make sure there was a happy ending to this one. I think too often the victim gets forgotten after the excitement is over."
"And maybe be should start a club like that, just to keep Beverly happy. I like the idea. And let's not forget the other victim, too. Poor Jeff just lost his girlfriend and gained a traumatic memory that may be tough to put behind him."
"Maybe we can fix him up with someone who hasn't been 'converted'?" she suggested.
"'Converted.' I like that. Someone who has had a big cock stuffed up her puss and her bells rung like Big Ben at noon has been 'converted' all right."
"It does make us sound like a couple of Evangelists. Maybe we should get out there and spread the word that size most certainly does matter."
"Hush! There aren't enough big cocks to go around, now. We don't want to run up the demand and create a scarcity."
"Someone's been reading up on Economics," Neeka observed.
"Been reading up on everything I can think of," I replied. "You never know what might be useful, someday. I just can't leave things alone," I sighed. "I have to find out everything I can about stuff I have a question about. Whatever did people like me do before the Internet? Spend their lives in libraries?"
"Yeah, what's a library?" she giggled.
"You think you're funny? What good are they? If they want you to be able to read the books, they should put them online. All that big building for something that would fit on a single computer? It's archaic."
"Archaic?"
"Yeah, you know — antiquated, out of date, obsolete."
"Maybe we should put your head online."
"Ho, ho. You're real funny. Maybe they will someday. Not my head, maybe. But someone. How many transistors does it take to reproduce the capacity of the brain? It's not an idle question. They must be getting close by now. With current circuit densities... maybe optical pathways... it could be done."
"Cooling would be a problem at the density level you're talking about." Neeka observed. I had forgotten for a moment that she planned to go into computers as a career. She probably knew more about the problems involved than I did. I was just guessing.
"That's why superconductors are so important," she went on. "You could run the whole thing on a double-A battery then."
"How much would it cost?"
"Millions, for the first one. For the millionth one, who knows? Dollar ninety-eight?"
"Yeah, who knows? Anyway, we were talking about Jeff. I think he goes to Parkhurst. He must be a year or two ahead of George."
"Maybe George knows him. There can't be that many boys at Parkhurst. It's a small school. And all boys."
"I can read your mind, girl," I said. We both laughed at that. The truth was that even though we could communicate telepathically in a fraction of the time it would have taken to move our mouths, we both enjoyed conversation too much to give it up. "Anyway, I don't think they would appreciate a visit from a couple of horny girls at such a prestigious institution. I think we are the very distraction that the place was intended to prevent."
"True. But it's still a shame. All those lovely, lonely boys. Just sitting around with nothing to do but study and think about how much they want to get laid. It gives me a warm feeling, you know?"
"Yes, and a wet one, too!" I agreed. "I can see how Jeff would want to get Beverly off in the woods and all alone so he could unload all that pent-up jizm into her. He must have been having a great time until goat-man came along."
"He didn't have too bad a time afterwards, either. Even if we're wrong about her teasing him, he admitted that watching her being 'converted' was a huge turn-on for him."
"Yeah," I said. "Guys are very visual when it comes to stuff that gets them hot. I am too, I guess, because it certainly made me hot as heck to see him going at her like that. I can imagine that even before Beverly started enjoying it; Jeff must have been sporting the biggest boner of his life. He said he came twice. I bet that was an understatement. And he would have had to do it without being able to touch himself. I can't imagine the torture that must have been. Or maybe I can. I know what it feels like to be so turned on that you just pop spontaneously." I drifted off into a memory of how incredibly hot it was possible to get and how the power of sexual tension alone could drive you to a monster climax without any physical stimulation. The memory started to bring back the feeling of intense need and the willingness to do whatever it took to satisfy that need. It was an incredibly seductive feeling and I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy warming in response. I could almost see the glowing object of my desire and my knees had begun to move apart when Neeka mercifully interrupted my reverie.
"Maybe we can arrange for him to meet someone who is still a virgin, or at least one by our standards, anyway?"
For a moment, I couldn't think of someone who would be both adventurous enough to run off into the woods with Jeff and who was still inexperienced enough to be satisfied with his size. Then my eyes lit on the gear-shift knob in the console and Neeka and I spoke together, "Angie!"
I laughed, "If she hasn't got herself all loose and everything from humping cars. I understand that those imports have some pretty big shifters."
"Damn, there's a kinky hobby. I've heard of dating a guy because he had a cool car, but never doing it so you could fuck the car instead of the guy!"
"I guess it qualifies as safe-sex. The car couldn't get you pregnant. But if you let the guy watch you do it, I don't see how you could keep him from insisting on sloppy-seconds."
"Hmmm. I wonder if there is a company out there making specialty shift-knobs for women. There seems to be a niche market for just about everything these days. I think driving around with your hand on a nice hard cock would interest a certain number of women with cars they were looking to accessorize."
"Oh, that's good. You'd sure shock a few people. And valet parking would be interesting..."
"True. But your boyfriend would never ask to borrow your car," she was laughing so hard her hands shook on the steering wheel as she turned into the school parking lot.
Neeka found a spot that suited her and backed the car in. We got out and both reached into the back seat for our bags. She grabbed a strap that happened to belong to my bag and she grunted as she lifted it out.
"What the heck?" she said.
"It's my suit and stuff," I explained. "Even though I didn't need it last night, having to run back to the house to pack made me think that there might be a time when I wouldn't have time to do that. I decided to see what it was like to haul it around with me."
"Another real-world complication to the superhero business, I guess," she said. "Maybe I should keep mine in my trunk? Trailering the bike around would be too much, I suppose."
"Yes. As much as you like that thing, it's not really suited to keeping a secret identity or a low profile. It's way too big and flashy... and loud."
"But when you need to get to a crime in progress," she pointed out, "it's the perfect thing. Fast, maneuverable, easy to park, and makes a great impression on the opposition."
"I can't argue with that. And I'm sure we'll get to use it again. Crime doesn't seem to be cowering in the corner like I thought it might when word of The Dragon got around. I guess people are going to do crimes regardless."
"Still, a good rep shouldn't hurt. You might get lucky one day and have some smart crook surrender before you have to break their bones."
"That's right. Look on the bright side. Although I'm kind of torn on the 'smart crook' concept. Stupid crooks are just so much easier to deal with."
We were almost to the grass by the building when someone came running out of the crowd toward us.
"Well, look whose ears must be burning," I said as Angie bounced up to us with a big grin on her face. She wasn't letting the gray day get her down at all.
"What, were you guys talking about me?" She asked in a chirpy tone that should have grated, but lifted my mood instead.
"Yes, Angie, we were," Neeka told her in a lower tone that wouldn't carry to the crowd of kids a few yards away... "Actually, we were wondering if you had been straddling any more gearshifts?"
Angie turned a bright pink and bit a knuckle. She looked so cute I thought she might toe the ground and twist her hips back and forth.
"Just one," she confessed, shyly. "My cousin's convertible. He's got a nice shifter that's much smaller than yours, Neeka. It has the most interesting shape to it, though. I couldn't resist trying it out."
I was actually mildly surprised that she had tried it again. I was shocked when she did it the first time. I wanted to hear all the details, but time was getting away.
"Was it good?" I asked.
"It wasn't as much fun as doing it with you guys there," she admitted. "But I did enjoy it. If you know what I mean?"
"I do. I do. Have you told your boyfriend about your new hobby?"
"I don't have a boyfriend right now. I've dated a few, but they all seem too immature."
I had said the very same thing at one point myself. It meant that they weren't completely out of the pig-tail pulling phase. They wanted to touch you, but they didn't know how to go about it and not be rough or mean. Most boys got over that eventually. But some never got the hang of treating you like a person.
"How would you like to meet an older boy from Parkhurst Academy?" I asked. "He's just breaking up with his girlfriend and he needs a shoulder to lean on. We were just saying that you would be perfect for him."
"Wow! I mean, sure. I mean... why are they breaking up?" She seemed more curious than cautious of getting into the middle of someone else's breakup. It was endearingly naive of her.
"Well, she took up with someone else," Neeka explained, carefully. "And he saw them together. She saw him at the same time. Now, they are just too uncomfortable about it to get back together. Which she doesn't want to do anyway. See?"
"OK. Just so I won't be stuck with someone who's mooning over some other girl when he's with me."
"I think you two will hit it off fine," I told her. "You are just what he needs, cheerful, pretty, and fun to be around."
"Gee! Thanks. So, when can I meet him?"
"I'm seeing someone this weekend who can pass him your number. Give him until sometime next week to call, OK?"
"OK."
"And Angie? If you really want to get his mind off his ex, show him how much you like his car. Know what I mean?"
"Whoa! I don't think I could... I mean, that's too... gosh. Just thinking about that is making me excited!"
"Imagine what it will do to him. If you want him to drag you into the back seat and screw you silly, you'll do it."
"Oh, my gosh! Oh, I hope he calls soon. Wow!" Angie wandered off into the crowd in a daze, imagining a torrid night of sex with an older boy.
"'Gosh'?" Neeka said. "You know, I don't think I can remember ever hearing anyone say the word 'gosh' before. Does she do that all the time?"
"As far as I know. She's adorable, isn't she? She's just the thing for a humiliated and disillusioned boy. She'll raise his spirits and screw him half to death while making him think he's God's gift to girls."
"And if she's still a virgin, it's only a technicality. She seems pretty excited at the idea of having a real cock to ride."
It was the end of first period when Bud caught up to me in the hall. He put an arm around my shoulders and leaned in to whisper in my ear, "Tag, you're it!"
About the same time, I felt something hard press against my rear. I didn't need a script to know what I was being 'tagged' for. I had asked for this. I had even made them promise. And now it was my turn to be the sperm collector for a couple of horny boys.
The idea brightened my day immediately. I took Bud by the hand and led him down the steps to the basement. He balked a bit at going into the girl's restroom, but I dragged him along anyway.
Five minutes later, he had a bigger smile and I had a womb full of cum. I hadn't climaxed myself, but I was happy anyway. I knew they planned to do the same thing to me that they had done to Neeka all the previous day. I could look forward to a quickie with one or the other of them every hour all day long. It was a pace that had left Neeka frazzled, but I was sure I would come away with a monster buzz and a glow that could be seen for miles.
After Physics, it was Jim who led me behind the auditorium stage and bent me over a stack of scenery flats so he could pump his big cock into me and cream all over my insides. This time, I was more than ready and I came, squealing like a stuck pig as he sprayed his big load through my cervix into the pool that was still there. I could feel the weight of it inside me as I walked to my Social Studies class.
At lunch, Bud and I went down to the boy's locker room, a familiar place to me by now and one that had the advantage of a bench for me to lie down on while Bud fucked me furiously so he could cum and still run back and grab some lunch. After he had made another deposit and I had another orgasm, I lay there enjoying the afterglow.
I must have spaced-out off for a few minutes, because suddenly Steve was climbing on top of me. I don't know if he was in on it, thought I was there waiting on him, or just took advantage of the situation, but it was such a pleasant surprise that he made me cum even harder than either Bud or Jim had.
I had plenty of energy bars in my bag, so missing the Wednesday mystery-meat entrée in the lunchroom wasn't too much of a burden. Steve and I got to spend some quality time together while I sat curled up in his lap with his cock still in my pussy. I was so high on afterglow by this time that I was giddy and tended to giggle at everything he said. He seemed to enjoy it as much as I did, because he kept hugging me and kissing me while we talked about stuff. I was too happy to be sad when time ran out and we had to go on to our next class.
I tried to walk normally to my English class, but it was difficult. Not only was I starting to get bow-legged from having my legs apart so much, the weight of cum in me by then was quite noticeable and I could swear I felt it slosh around as I walked. That, plus the ecstatic smile on my face must have tipped off everyone about what I had been doing. I remembered that Neeka had also walked around all day with that 'freshly-fucked' look on her face too. Still, no one said anything. They all just smiled back and turned to whisper their assumptions to their friends.
When I came out of English and headed for the gym, I looked around for Jim, but he was nowhere to be seen. I was curious about that, until I was sitting down in the narrow classroom where we had our Health instruction. Polly had just sat down beside me when I grabbed her arm and shuddered as Neeka's orgasm wracked me. She must have missed the attention and diverted Jim for her own purposes. I suppose it was a kindness, because it gave me more time to soak up the cum that felt like it had my uterus blown up like a balloon.
"Damn, Sam!" Polly said. "What was that? I thought you were going to break my leg."
I had snatched my hand away as quickly as I could to spare her any further involuntary spasms. A big shudder went through me, making me vibrate like an old house in a high wind. Then it was over and the intense surge of pleasure began to slowly ebb away.
"Oh, wow!" Polly said in a hushed, conspiratorial tone. "Was that what it looked like?"
"Unhunh." I managed to say. My whole body tingled and my broad smile got even bigger. If they ever make a street drug that gives you that feeling, they'll have the whole world addicted in no time at all.
Polly took my hand and held it in both of hers, intertwining her fingers with mine. "That was beautiful," she said. "How did you do that without... you know?"
I looked for a sideways view of the truth. "You know it's all in your head, right?" I asked her. "Physical stimulation isn't necessary. You can cum just from thinking about it hard. Well, sometimes I get so hot —- I just cum." All true; but beside the point. It was much simpler than telling her I was having someone else's orgasm.
"Well," she said in that same low voice, but with a more sinister tone, "I don't know if you're up for this, seeing as how you just... ah... and all. But I have something for you. If you're ready for it, that is."
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Judy scrambled off the bed. "Go to it, Tommy. Ream herfuckin' asshole." She dropped to her knees in front of her fatherand hauled out his cock. Dolores leered at her son's prick. A lump clogged herthroat. She touched his cock, caressing it with the tip of herfingers. "Your cock is gonna feel so good up my ass, Tommy," shesighed as the trembling spasms finally left her body. "So damnfuckin' good." Tommy moaned, his prick aching. "Get on your knees, Mom." Dolores stretched,...
Saturday afternoon I was home alone sunning myself in the back yard, when I noticed a black guy was cleaning our neighbor Lucy’s pool. I recognized him when he turned around; he was Jasper, a handsome young guy, who lived around the corner.He was earning some extra money while on summer break from college. It was stimulating for me just to watch him, bare chested working in the hot sun, sweating on the dark skin of his muscled torso. My pussy started to get wet; but I knew my slutty neighbor...
I have always had trouble in school. Held back twice in my school "career", I was now an eighteen-year-old junior at Jefferson High School. I had considered dropping out, but I know how hard my parents worked to get me this far.So when my junior year started, I sucked it up and began the drudgery once more. I figured I would give it one more chance just to please my parents. Then if it was still too tough, I was eighteen and an adult–I could drop out and no one could stop me.And so with very...
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Hi readers kaise hai aap log main Vicky donor apki liye ek aur sachi kahani le ker aya Hun ye kahani ab se teen saal pehle ke hai main ek contractor Hun us samay meri umar 25 saal KI thi mujhe ek contract mila jis ke liye mujhe 5lakh ke zarurat thi Mera ek bohut he Bachpan ka dost hai uska naam vishal hai uske yahan uske pariwar wale aur uske saare rishtedaar muje achi trah jante hai maine usse apni zarurat ke baare main bataya to Usne kaha itni badi RAKam to arrange kerna to bohut mushkil...
First sex with young boy Mukesh in hospital and then by five workers at home made Pramila a butterfly. Finally after gap of 25 days her lover boy Mukesh came to her and made her real pleased. Then sexual inclination of first doctor Mehta & then by her headmaster took her to seventh sky. Till 25 days ago she never considered herself a object of desire for men. But when in hospital nurse informed that many men of hospital including many doctors desired to fuck Pramila, she started thinking...
John walked along the open road towards his new beginning. Having left his boring old farming village he decided that he would rather risk becoming an adventurer, rather than live his whole life in one small piece of the world. The weather had become darker and darker over the past few days of travel. Gray clouds filled the sky, growing darker as the days went by. John was beginning to have difficulty telling day from night. On the second day under the gray clouds, the world around him became...
FantasyThe chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
“Alcohol!” I announce, as we tumble in, and I skip off towards thesmall kitchenette area that’s in one corner of the room. “Yeah!” chorus the boys. “Just make yourself at home, guys,” I say, grabbing some beers from the fridge, bending right over in the process so as to provide the same enticing view that Danny got treated to when I dropped my bag in the taxi. I’m such a fucking little tease! We have some of those beanbag floor cushion affairs, typical student stuff, and the four of us get...
Group SexThe Treatment of [email protected] I think of Alice the image that flashes through my mind is of her naked and tied to the long low butchers table in the barn, her legs wide apart and the wood stove being lit. However, I’m getting ahead of myself here. Writing about events of the distant past can be difficult, the passage of time dulls one’s recollections and details become lost. There are of course, certain things that seem to become etched on our minds. Alice, a pretty but otherwise...
The Dark Backwards Ends !These three ladies kind of cornered me. I'm looking down at a semi erect cock dangling from a miniskirt. The transsexual saw my reaction to her beige colored dick and asked " Do you want to taste it ? " Just as I was about to answer, a sharp knock at the bathroom door and a shrill voice followed " No soliciting ! Take that shit outside !" The ladies quickly turned and made some quick tucks and adjustments and headed for the door. The prettiest of the trio tuned to me...
Michael called about six-thirty telling us he was through for the day. We were still on Rodeo Drive and he suggested a restaurant near there. He said he had to clean up and meet us there at eight. Each of the girls was in a completely different outfit from what they wore when they left Michael's that morning. The back of the Escalade was full and so was the trunk of the Beemer. The only thing empty was my wallet. The price of the fashions was astronomical. I guess I still had many of my...
Hi everyone, I am back with a new story, for those who don’t know me. I am Hiren a 24 years old average collage going boy. I don’t have heroic looks nor do I have a perfect shaped body. I don’t even have a 8 inch long huge dick……… but I do know one thing. The secrete to a women’s ultimate orgasm. So I made a point to use my secrete to help other unsatisfied women to fulfill their desires by becoming a professional escort. So any girl, bhabhi or aunty from Mumbai looking for some fun time do...
My best friend Chris and I would get drunk every now and then and most times we ended up fooling around with each other. This one time we were at his parents place and we started getting a bit frisky just after his parents had gone to bed for the night. We made our way upstairs to his bedroom and I thought I’d try something different. So I stripped him off and handcuffed him to the bed. I then pulled up my skirt and teasingly removed my g-string. After rubbing it on my pussy a few...
From Boring To So Very Exciting #2------------------------------------Mark's Side------------------------------------Sunday* About 2 months before the wedding we talked about not fucking or even playing with each other as much to make our wedding night special. It had been a long time since Traci had her pussy special like I loved it and I gave up trying to figure out how to get it that way. Her tiny pussy was tight as ever and the night we talked about cutting down sex Traci told me she even...
Hi, I am taj from Chennai(annanagar), I am studying my bachelor’s degree, my age is 21 and having a cock with a 6inch, now I am going to share my sex story.Aunties and girls if you like to mail me to I can be a good male companion. I will regularly go to the gym and running my sexy aunty whom I am fucked for the first time and I lose my virginity is near my house. She is an age of 41 and her husband is a businessman who will on travel for a long time.She is unsatisfied.Her child is in...
Hello dosto mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh. Aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le ki main apki hot bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar ap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai. Main 34 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekhke pant se bahar aane lagta hai woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai. Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre...
Making a Sissy By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter Three "Well good morning, sleepy head," said Lynne, seeing his eyes pop open. "Did I wake you changing you?" "I was hoping I was dreaming?" replied Justin, looking down, seeing the edge of the dress and feeling her hands snap a waistband underneath it. "But obviously I'm not." "Well that depends on your perspective, little girl," said Lynne, tapping his thigh. "Let's get you up now, honey." "Oh gawwd, my voice is...
Life and Times of a Horny Couple – Chapter 7 This is a continuation of our real life sexual journey. All of the events described actually occurred as we explored new ways to stimulate our sex lives. We enjoy reading your comments and would love to hear about your own sexual exploits. A night with Lacey and Brad continued. Now that Lacey had cum twice, and Kristen once, Brad and I where left sitting there with raging hard-ons. Since I was the only one who hadn’t had a chance to direct the...
The history of a life long cuckold 1 PrefaceHello everyone. I decided to write about the experiences that I’ve had over my life as I feel they are as good or better than a lot of the stuff I read online. In my stories, you will read about only 3 women; My first wife, My girlfriend after my wife and I broke up in 1986 and my present wife of 26 years whom I met after breaking up with my girlfriend in 1989. The reason for this is because these...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No ... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasies" He almost instantly agreed. We both looked at each other and simultaneously said "could we!" So one week later we had...
By the time Roy and Linda had packed and brought their luggage down and put it into SHE's Citroen, Natty arrived in her little old VW bug, hopping out of it as soon as it stopped and hopping into Joseph's arms, her legs wrapped around his ass, her mouth sealing his. After easing onto her feet, she got Devi out of the car, Joseph carefully and lovingly taking her into his arms, her eyes wide. After kissing the top of her head, she looked at him again, this time with a heartbreaking smile....
"You labor under several misconceptions my dear." Ena gently interrupted causing the images around them momentarily to fade. "Arin Kagito, I am giving to understand, became fascinated by the holy power. He was 'seduced' some might say by his desire to understand it. His wish to somehow replicate it. Particularly the levels found among the holy trees and wielded by the royal family. To that end he left his home world initially to study the giant trees of Ryten, before turning his...
My tongue left a wet trail across her throat as I sought out the hollow of her other armpit, she shivered with pleasure as I sucked at the tangy flesh I found there."Oh God Jackie," she gasped and leaned back against the wall.I slid my tongue, slavering wetly down to her breasts and sucked at each swollen nipple in turn before carrying on down over her stomach.Her panties were moist, clinging to the contours of her slit, the heady aroma of her juices filled my nostrils as I ran my tongue down...
LesbianHi iss reader this is Saurabh from allahabad.Ye meri 1st story hai. Mai iss ka bahut purana reader hoon.Maine bhi apni ek real story post karne ki sonchi hai.I hope you like this. Ye story mere padose me rahne wali ladki Neha (changed name) ki hai. Mera pariwar me hum teen log rahte hain mom dad aur main, mere padosh me mere uncle-aunty rahte hain aur unke 4 bete aur 1 beti Neha rahti hai. Hamara pariwar 10 year se ek saath rahta hai.Neha mujhe rakhi bhi bandhti hai. Maine pahle kabhi use...
Return to the House of Fabulous (c) 2005 by Nom de Plume For those who missed "Skirting the Law" and "The House of Fabulous", the players are: Charles Bigelow, ousted CEO of Tyrex Industries, who has heart failure when... Wall Street raiders Darwin DeVour and Lance Raptor launch a hostile takeover after... Company lawyer Terry Poindexter comes to work in a dress, before he runs away with... Gail Chestnut, his stunningly attractive executive secretary, who knows the truth...
When I returned home late Friday afternoon, Mom asked, "So you're helping out with the girls' golf team?" "Uh ... yeah, Mom. I guess winning the championship made some girls want to start a team." "That was nice of you to volunteer." "Uh ... thanks." I couldn't tell her that I was forced to be the girls' coach. What good would it do anyway? Only bad could happen. The boys' golf team would be shut down and I wouldn't be surprised if my Dad lost his job. "Tiffany Towers...
Due to the limitations of plain text, I have used the accent mark, ', to denote a character's thoughts Stranded By Kellie "Cowgyrl" Thomas It was a beautiful day when we took off from the tiny airport just south of Cancun. Four of us were heading out for an expedition in Costa Rica. Our flight path was to take us out over the ocean for a quick look at some pristine islands off the Central American coast. These were the stuff of legends, uninhabited nodes of paradise in a chaotic...
Butterflies are the Gentlest (c) 2010 by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial site or list. You can also create derivative works, including adaptations to other media, or new stories using the same setting, characters and so forth, as long as you mention and point to the original story. ----- February 16, 20-- Dear...
I had a crush on Chris for years. We had grown up together, played together, were bathed together. We were like siblings. I could tell Chris could never feel the way I do about...
BDSMNote : This story is completely fictional! I don't like long drawn out explanations about myself or any thing so here it goes. On a sunny Saturday morning, I went over to my friend Devon's house to watch tv with him. Little did I know that his parents were gone for the day and his older brother Demetric was gone to play football with some friends. When I got there, Devon was acting kind of funny when he answered the door. Thinking little of it, I followed him to the basement. When I got down...
IncestMy wife Tish is an exotic looking Latina (family from Chile), from a very traditional family with one older brother, two younger brothers and one younger sister. If you know anything about this type of traditional family you would know the older brother tells the younger siblings what to do, and the eldest girl (Tish) has the household chores and is pretty much a live-in baby sitter. With that said, before we met, her sex life was non-existent, she had friends who had stories, and saw some...
Kate and Lucy arrived at their friend and lover's beach condo on a Friday in early September. Tim greeted them in the driveway and took them on a short walk behind the complex to the beautiful beach. They met his brothers, Rick and Steve, in the sand and chatted before going in to see the condo."Here's your room, ladies," said Tim. It was a two bedroom condominium, the girls' room had two queen sized beds and Rick's had the king. The guys left and gave them time to unpack and unwind after their...
Warning: This story contains MATURE THEMES including nudity, sex, sexualization, and vulgar language. Do not read if you are under 18 or if it is otherwise restricted for you to do so. If you wish to share this story, contact me at [email protected]. I will likely agree, I just want to know in advance. This is part 3 of Just West of Happy and finally, THERE IS TG IN THIS CHAPTER! REJOICE! I finally felt like I'd reached the appropriate level of characterization of Ian that...