Exposing Cindy my sessions with Sawyer
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Sawhorse – I awoke this morning like any other day. Little did I know what was in store for me. I made breakfast and helped Christie get the kids ready. When I got out of the shower I was brushing my teeth when my sexy wife came up behind me and removed my towel. Her gentle hands traveled to my backside, feeling me up and quickly I responded, my long shaft started to get hard. I couldn’t help myself and felt my rear sway in time to her gentle touch. ?Ooh, shake it for me...
The first drops of rain were staining small, dark circles on the narrow, crumbling cement sidewalk when I closed the motel room door behind me. They were making loud popping sounds and dancing against the folds of my slicker. I frowned when I saw the pall of dark clouds advancing steadily from the northwest, and wondered if I’d be able to get up to the old sawmill and poke around before the storm closed in for the night. By the time I walked the four blocks to the edge of town, puddles were...
THE STRANGEST JIGSAW PUZZLEIt was on the top shelf on an old bookcase, covered with dust and barely visible. Lisa decided she had to find out what it was. Of all the things in the old junk shop, it aroused her curiosity most. She had looked through old books, prints, and postcards for hours. Nothing had caught her interest. Now the old box, high and out of reach, intrigued her. She looked around for the old man who ran the store. But he had gone into the back room. She saw a stepladder across...
Fan fiction that may contain content not suitible for people under the age of 18. Be Warned.Celeb - Natalie Sawyer (Anal, MF BJ, FINGER, RELUC, SPANK, SQUIRT)Natalie Sawyer is a 35 year old Sky Sports News presenter and she had just finished her shift on Sky Sports news HQ. She was wearing a red dress (as seen in pictures 2,3 and 4 above) and beige coloured heels. Whilst on TV, she always liked to show a bit of cleavave, she was never afraid to show some while on air. She has shown some...
Traveling around the world for my work, spending endless nights in hotels, from the absolutely beautiful and impressive to low-end shit holes, I have encountered many people. One of my encounters went like this. I had been in Warsaw a number of times. I had set up a company there and as I always do, had changed hotels on each trip. I want to get the feel of a city, especially important in a city like Warsaw as there is no real city center. The Old City, or Stare Miasto in Polish, was totally...
Straight SexTraveling around the world for my work, spending endless nights in hotels, from the absolutely beautiful and impressive to low-end shit holes, I have encountered many people. One of my encounters went like this. I had been in Warsaw a number of times. I had set up a company there and as I always do, had changed hotels on each trip. I want to get the feel of a city, especially important in a city like Warsaw as there is no real city center. The Old City, or Stare Miasto in Polish, was totally...
I spend time with my friend’s son! Introduction: I love young men. I love their innocence, energy, their lust for life. I love how excited they get and how hard they stay. I love the embarrassment they experience if and when they cum to quickly and how with the slightest encouragement, they are hard and ready to go again after they cum. But most of all, I love knowing that they will never forget the intimacy of their encounters with me and that they will be better, more considerate lovers after...
He is on his back lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly while his partner gently strokes her warm, delicate oiled hands all over him, relaxing him and teasing his most delicate and sensitive areas, she leans forward and softly kisses his neck and around his mouth while slipping a silky black blindfolded over his eyes. Raising his strong arms above his head and securing them to the headboard with soft satin ties she brushes her luscious firm breasts against his torso, working her way...
Hey everybody, long time reader, first time poster. I couldn't get this story out of my head the past few weeks so I decided to put it to (digital) paper. Please feel free to leave a review, or you can contact me at [email protected] if you'd prefer. The usual caveats apply, and please don't repost this without permission. Thanks for reading! _________________________ Small Towns and Homecomings By Akira Marx Where was that line from, "You can never go home again?" Maybe it...
A weary Mickey McKellar tried not to make a sound as he stepped into his familiar entry hall, but the clink of his keys in the bowl by the door sounded like the gong of a church bell to him in his current hyper-aware state. He glanced down at his stained slacks; his cock was straining against the material – still! – after more sex in this day than he’d ever had in any previous week, or month. His undershorts were long gone, probably left in the back room of the doughnut shop. He would have...
August, 1986 Agent Killian warned us that the people in New York had been talking to the people in Washington, D. C. for the last two years, plotting to kill me. This meant that we were switched from a flight from Syracuse to Dulles to a flight from Buffalo to Baltimore-Washington International Airport. A Sergeant in a Lincoln Continental waited for us at the curb outside of baggage claim with a sign saying "Alexandra and Sgt.-Maj. McKiernan" in medium-sized letters. He nodded respectfully...
You are sleeping in your bed, having a great dream about you and Angelina Jolie in a very swanky hotel in Venice, having wild sex on the balcony, overlooking the canals. The dream ends. You think you hear a tiny little voice say, "And sprinkle this one good. I think Peter and Wendy need something to break the logjam. This one will do nicely." In your sleep-stupor, you open one eye a bit and see a glowing moth hovering over your bed. The moth's body looks strangely like a person. Then you go...
Ah YES! The lands of Toril! What a place. A land of myth, and lore. A land where dangers, and adventure are around every corner. The infamous Spine of the World, Baldur's Gate, Helmsdeep, Waterdeep, the Underdark, Undrentide, Luskan, Amn, and Nevewinter city are just a few of the places any adventurer would seek. Some would go to these places to gain power, wealth, or even fame. Some go to these places to do villainous acts of evil, and some, heroic deeds of good. But for THESE 4 adventurers,...
FantasyA Wish the Heart Makes: Fornever in Blue Genes by Tigger Copyright 2000. All rights reserved. Fictionmania and Nifty may archive this story. Anyone else, ask me first. From Walt Disney's "Cinderella": "A dream is a wish your heart makes When you're fast asleep. In dreams you lose your heartaches Whatever you wish for, you keep. Have faith in your dreams and someday Your rainbow will come smiling through. No matter how your heart is grieving If you keep on...
NeverWorld Chapter One Randy Butler curled up in a comfortable armchair in the corner of the Student Center. There were students all around him talking, eating, and working. Even though they were all strangers, he felt comfortable here in the large crowded hall. Randy was lonely. He hadn't made any new friends in the two weeks since college began. He had hoped to meet other freshmen taking classes at Philadelphia College, but it wasn't happening. He wasn't meeting anyone...
NeverWorld Chapter Two Althea Smallwood found herself drifting off as the lawyer representing the group of fairies would not stop lecturing her about his clients "God given rights". She wanted to close her eyes and put her head down. She even considered taking a recess but wanted to end this case now. She tried what the other justices had suggested. She had pinched herself, she had tried chewing gum, she had pushed her fingernails into the palm of her hand. Nothing was going to keep...
It wasn't going away. It had come before, and it had always gone away before, but this time seemed different somehow. This time it was heavier, lingering longer, filling up more of the empty spaces around her life. It was seeping through all of the uncaulked cracks in her psyche and was running down the walls of her brain. The cloud had taken on an almost physical form around her. It sat on her eyelids and made them heavy. It rested upon her shoulders and forced her to slump. Although she...
The sky looked like somebody had taken a white pebble board, masked it off, put some ultramarine blue in a thin wash, then dropped some Payne's grey into it. The close foreground of the sky was a dark and angry mixture of blue and grey; almost black, fading into a soft grey at the tops of the trees in the distant. The hunter green trees bled into the sky, creating an image of incoming rain in the distance. About a third of the way up from the bottom of the painting, silver over red greyhound...
Every day after school the next week, we had basketball tryouts. There must have been fifty of us because Coach Hancock and Coach Mitchell were picking both the varsity and JV teams. Every guy in the school seemed to be there to try out. They ran drills. They ran dribbling practice. They ran shooting skills. They ran layups. They ran rebounds. Mostly, they ran us. I don't think I'd ever run so much. Fortunately, I'd biked a lot. My legs and lungs were strong. Whitney told me I had to do...
Helo friend’s mera naam rahul h. Meri age 21 h. Iss pe meri pheli story h. Baat 6 month phele ki h. Ek company me job krta tha. Jo meri company ke senior the umesh jain. Wo bahut ache insan. Ek din ki baat h. Sir ki car khrb ho gai thi. Tho m sir ko apni bike par unke ghr par chodh ne gya tha. Raat kafi ho chuki thi. Or barish bi ho rhi thi. Sir ne mujhe apne ghr par rukne ko kha. Mera man tho ni tha. Barish kafi tez ho gai thi. Tho mujhe rukna pada. Mane ghr par phn krke bol diya thaa. Ki aj...
SISSY SISTERS' SHORTCOMINGS by Throne "B... but..." Arnold blinked back tears. "I can't wear this if someone is coming to our house." He stood there in a sleeveless belly shirt and thong panties, the former with a splotchy pattern of reds and greens, the latter in bright yellow. On his small feet were dainty orchid-colored, backless slip- ons. There was no hair anywhere on his slender body. His wife Delia, who was several inches taller than him and carried a good bit of excess...
The two siblings sat on their bed, an oil lamp illuminating the pile of sticks on the covers. Kasia only half saw her surroundings. The King had ... talked to them. Talked to HER! She could still feel the heat from his hand as it had touched her shoulder. Or so she imagined. More, His Grace had asked a favor of them. Asked something he could have asked of any woodworker, any skilled craftsman. Her eyes dropped into her lap. It was so ... so... "Why us?" Her brother's voice brought her...
Liuz kept his eyes open as the top of the table exploded. To be honest, exploded might be too enthusiastic of a term. The stone table top WAS still there, after all, sitting on four wooden legs. He could see that in the mirror, angled so they could see inside the enclosed room without being in direct line of fire of anything. The small pile of powder was gone, smoke and a black scorch mark the only remnants of its existence. "I think that was better." Zarek nodded beside him, blinking....
Kasia sat herself on her brother's bed, hand reaching out to touch Harveen's fur. She softly stroked her back, eyes trying not to fill with tears. "I don't want to believe it." Her brother nodded from the bed. He sat up against the headboard, Harveen's arms and legs wrapped around his nude body. His right hand joined Kasia's. "And she blames herself." "That's stupid." "I know." She sighed. Rape. Roda had warned her, back on the Exodus. Told her that her mother was looking...
Spring of the Seventh Year of His Grace King James Music filled the air. Kasia snuggled back into her chair, watching the impromptu party down below. The tavern's second floor patio had a good view of the plaza and street, with the advantage of being well out of the way of drunken revelers. You could also enjoy the music. Another group of musicians were starting up, a fast number her foot could not help but tap along to. She loved Dyngus Day. Kasia couldn't remember if the day after...
Moments after driving me to a powerful climax with his fingers, Sawyer ejaculated in my mouth. I swallowed what I could, but the volume of his ejaculate overwhelmed me. I had to pull away as I struggled to choke down the series of ropes of salty, slightly bitter semen that had erupted in my mouth moments before. As I pulled away, Sawyer’s penis pulsed yet again, and a smaller string of youthful sperm shot out, spilling all over his stomach. It was a wonderful, albeit unexpected, development to...
It is a beautiful autumn day a week before the big game with the homecoming dance afterward.Rebecca is a freshman at this college who is cute as a button but, oh, so shy. She is five feet tall with long red hair and bright green eyes. She is curvy and could stop traffic if she really wanted to. But she dresses for comfort not to impress anyone. There are enough other girls that dress to get attention.She has decided to go ahead and invest in a sexy off the shoulder red dress for Homecoming. She...
Love StoriesCHAPTER 1 Barbara Thompson came close to panic as she read the email from her daughter on the eve of Nikki’s homecoming after spending the last two years in England finishing her Fine Arts Degree at great expense. Barbara and husband Bass (Basil) had used the money set aside to buy another commercial property in their town of Lynch to ensure their eldest received the education she desired. The email read: ‘Hi mom, my degree with honors is in the bag and I’ll be home in two weeks. I have...
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“That’s crazy. Let’s just stay watch the game. We’re going to get caught.” “No, we’re not. And even if we are, what are they going to do? It’s about two years too late to expel us. And it’s not like they’re not going to call the cops. After all we’re alums. Potential donors.” Clara was right, although that attitude came naturally to her. Although she came from an enormously wealthy family, she was not in the least snobby or stuck up. It was impossible, however, for her to be unaware of how her...
The next three weeks passed in a blur. I worked Henry tirelessly with studies as the highest priority, me second, and apartment chores last. He was at the point where he could take my urine anywhere and he was so submissive to me that I thought his training might be close to over. His study habits were much better and I had high hopes for his final exams. I was right and extremely proud of his achievements. He had earned one C, two C+’s, and two B’s, much better than I had hoped—almost a...
Once inside I sat on the couch, my legs apart. “I’ll want you naked in the apartment until further notice unless we have a visitor. Remove your clothes now.” I sat back like the cat that had just eaten the canary while Henry removed everything he was wearing. He knelt at my feet once he was done, his sweatshirt, underwear, and jeans neatly folded over his sneakers. Reaching over to the end table I retrieved a plastic bag from a local jeweler. “You will wear this forever, never taking...
********** Let me ask you—how many things can you name that go perfectly with each other? Peanut butter and jelly? That’s one. How about bacon and eggs? That’s another. Bagel and cream cheese? Good! Ham and Swiss? Even better! Pastrami and rye? Excellent! Here’s one you’ll never get—Nancy Rizzo and Henry Fuller! I’m Nancy and this is my story. CHAPTER 1 I was born the eldest daughter of Michael and Carmela Rizzo. The name Nancy came from Nancy Reagan, my mom’s...
This is fiction! Halloween is one of my favorite times of the year. Girls get to dress up slutty without anyone thinking you’re a whore. The guys gets to show off their six pack! I’m a grown woman now, but Disney princesses still have a big place in my heart, and growing up Ariel was always my favorite. In order to dress up like her on Halloween, I had gone through the trouble to dye my hair red. I had the shell bra, and a green skirt that looked like a tail. The night started well. We sat in...
Second Comings Part I: August Jordan Secord had, like so many professors in this day and age, managed to avoid a tenure tracked position at any reputable university with a breathtaking adroitness that had left his many peers dumbfounded. How could an intellect so curious, a historian and practitioner of American foreign policy of such wide achievement not have been snapped up by a Harvard or a Princeton? It just made no sense at all. Secord was indeed generally well-regarded wherever he...
“Are you thinking about it?”Delicate nose cocked, ingénue eyes, the curl on her lips grew. Such playful insolence expected an answer. There was only one ‘it’ in our private lexicon.I grinned, raised an eyebrow, “I like what you have done with your hair.”It did not deter her.Sheltered from the winds of change, we basked in the diminished warmth. Inside, the open kitchen, its copper pans on the wall, hummed with industry. Happy chitchat competed with café music. Imbued with a homely...
TrueTuesday EveningCarie made a beeline across the hallway to the opposite apartment with a small cardboard box, a plume of annoyance trailing behind her. Pulsating thrash-techno music had been erupting from inside Apartment Seven for the past hour with the noise pummelling the door so hard that the hinges creaked. A sour frown angled her brow as she knocked.Then she waited.Then she knocked again, harder.And waited again.She thumped it with the side of her fist. “Vasily!” she shouted. “Open the...
Straight SexHe was in Middle America somewhere, a small town where he was shooting a movie. They had just wrapped up on the set and he had a few days to himself. He decided to venture into town one day and was swarmed by fans at the local movie theater. Dozens of adoring teenage girls surrounded him hounding him with questions and eager to just see him, but being a horny sixteen year old virgin himself Devon wanted a real experienced woman not small town girls, most of who were probably just cock...
Echo studied her hair in the rearview mirror of Hawke’s truck. He hadn’t done too badly cutting it, and it hadn’t taken her long to add a few finishing touches with the scissors. The change was simple, yet drastic enough she barely recognized herself. A sense of exhilaration played at the edges of her nerves. In a long sleeved blouse and oversized shades, Trey could pass her on the sidewalk and not have a clue who she was. She closed her eyes behind the shades and leaned against the headrest....
Straight Sex“Echo,” he said. “It’s time to get started.” She had to blink a few times to get focused. Hawke was sitting on the bunk opposite hers in the trailer. He was leaning onto his elbows down on his knees, watching her face even though the cropped T she went to sleep in had ridden up over her left, candy tipped breast. She wasn’t even aware of it until he reached over and gingerly pulled the edge of the T shirt down to cover her nipple. She smiled and closed her eyes again. The sound of her new...
Oral SexThe machine streaked across the desert, screaming through bleak vistas of scorched earth where nothing lives without a little outside help. Joshua trees and desultory vultures. Fossils buried under the salt floor of ancient seas. She was hammering the gas, white knuckling the wheel until the screaming of the engine drowned out the screaming in her mind. She was riding inside a shot bullet, all done and hurtling toward any bull’s-eye she could hit. There was a world of shame in the rearview...
MasturbationPlease state if you thought the story was good or bad at the end, it only takes a few seconds. Gay-ass remarks lik "you sick fuck" will eiter be ignored or laughed at and striken from the vote count. The overall rating will also help me decide. Every vote counts, remember, if you want more like this then say so or I'll think you didn't like it and won't post anymore. I'll be checking back in about two weeks to see how the story has...
She was an enigma on the Pacific Coast Highway, a she-devil as I would later learn, but springtime in California evoked a lazy naiveté in me. The golden coast was full of the promise of summer love affairs and casual encounters. There are the mind-fucks too, but nobody is thinking about the pitfalls and risks while watching the swish of a short skirt over tanned thighs and the smiles that invite you down that gilded path of sexual adventure. I was hungry for it, thirsty for the taste of sweet...
HardcoreEverything changed after I died. Three times. Tough day, that. The first two times they worked furiously to resuscitate me, restore a heartbeat, respiration, CPR, the basics… it was sausage factory emergency medicine at its finest, with unsung heroes stubbornly refusing to let death win. The third time, however, I was truly dead. Or so they say – all the best medical minds with all their monitors and other gadgets agreed that there was no way back, not from an alpha coma.They were just waiting...
Mind Control“Fuck.”Carie tilted her head to the side and repeated, “Fuck.”She observed her lips in the mirror carefully. “Fu-uck.”She frowned momentarily before shaking her head side-to-side, tossing her lengthy cascade of sable hair into a seductive mess. She popped a brow, angled her chin over her bare shoulder, and cast a sultry, flirtatious gaze towards the mirror. Lips rounded, she loosed an aching, swooning breath: “Fu-uhh-ck!”There. Yeah, that was it. That was the “fuck” that never failed to launch...
HumorThe Reverend Tobias Whitmore was perplexed.Not that this was a particularly unusual state of affairs for him, he mused, as his relatively short life seemed to be lived in a condition of relative confusion.As the third son of a minor branch of a noble family with pretensions to faded gentility, he was always destined for the church from birth. This had nothing to do with his character, merely the state of his family’s finances. Bluntly, there was no money to afford any of the sons the leisurely...
HistoricalThe must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses. It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach. Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook. Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago.The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries. Once a chapel, this vast space had a gravitas and presence that would be all the more impressive if he could see the rest of it. ...
SupernaturalBrian cooked lunch and Diane ate it still wearing her chastity belt. After they had eaten they moved to the sitting room. “You are a darling,” she said. “You cook like an angel and you had me buzzing at the same time. Can I have the rest of my entertainment now please?” “The point of the belt is to wind you up, but I wasn’t sure how fast it worked.” He knelt in front of her unlocked the belt and opened her labia. “Does it get sore being filled all the time?” “So far no problem,” she said,...
Wife LoversThey ate Salmon glazed with chili and ginger with Tiramisu as desert. Diane had read somewhere that the salmon cooked like that was supposedly seductive. Barry had doubts but was happy to go along with the idea. “I’m sitting opposite a very sexy woman who has spend the whole afternoon having her body pampered every which way, and had a sperm and sex juice appetizer. What the hell would I want an aphrodisiac for?” Diane giggled. “Barry darling, if you are trying to drag your slut of a wife...
Wife LoversThe entire week, Marissa had been leaving the house early and arriving late. Early and late enough to avoid Benji. It wasn't fear, she kept telling herself. She just didn't want to give into the temptation he represented. It was bad enough that she couldn't stop thinking of him. So, she'd been packing a tote and going to the gym, then spending the rest of the day out. She was playing it safe. Patrick had been scheduled for a week long conference. Marissa had been afraid that Benji would come to...
CheatingThings go from bad to worse for Diane as she tries to catch up with Barry. Is he still angry? Has she lost him? Please read part one. Standing in the spare room, where Barry should have been, Diane read the note again. Sorry about yesterday. Sorry to spoil your fun. I have a lot on at work and some issues we need to talk about. I’ll phone you from the hotel. B She held the note in her hand for a minute, reading the few words again and again, turning it over, examining the blank reverse side and...
Cuckold‘Home in an hour be ready’ the text said. He knew what that meant, be waiting at the door, naked, wearing his cock cage. Well the last bit was easy because she had the key. Standing naked by the front door wasn’t hard, at least in theory; but she had put so many mirrors on the walls that there was nowhere to hide. There were days when that was okay too, days when his muscles looked good, when his tan hadn’t faded, but right now he looked pale and tired. He’d been working too hard and that was...
Wife LoversI didn't know much about Phillip Sterling before I went to meet with the board of his charitable foundation. They had awarded Tom Bavington, the head of my lab, an enormous grant for his work in cancer research. The board requested that a representative of the lab present an overview of our work prior to the monetary award being given. Unfortunately, Tom decided to go skiing the weekend before his big presentation and broke his leg in three places. And, oh, did I curse his name as I rode the...
SeductionMarissa Weiss very much enjoyed her mid morning run. On that Monday, her trainers pounded the smooth, black asphalt of this suburban residential street, one of a vast network in her upper middle class neighborhood. Mature oaks, poplars and sycamores spread their generous canopies over lush, well tended yards, creating a forest in the outskirts of Atlanta. The road wasn't anywhere near flat, with hills and dips that challenged Marissa to pound harder. She loved the exertion, her well toned frame...
CheatingThe moon was just starting to peek over the distant range when Jake and his men finished rounding up the stray cattle. The skittish creatures rejoined the herd with grateful sounding bays and moos, as if leaving hadn't been their idea in the first place. Jake spat the trail dust out of this mouth and leaned his long, rangy body onto the saddle horn as he watched his men bring in the last few stragglers. A quick count ensured that they had found nearly all of them. Midnight snorted and pawed the...
Straight SexThis story is the seventh in the series of stories written in collaboration with Alphamagus about Robert and Juliana and their love. It is different from previous stories in the series as it is the first part of a much longer story. We hope that you will enjoy it and look forward to the next chapter when you reach the end of this one. Juliana came into the house around 9 PM, exhausted from her day at work, but very happy that it was Friday. Robert had promised her a surprise as an engagement...
Love StoriesHi.. friends, Mera naam karan hai aur mai ISS ka purana reader hu. Meri age 26 year height 5′.11″aur mere Cock (lund) ka size 8 inch hai. aur mai Karnal se hu. Dosto jaise maine ISS ki bhut sari story read ki hai jinme kafi story milti julti hai… Meri ye ISS par ye pheli story hai.. yeh story ek vastvik jise pad kar aapko sex ka pura aanand milega… Dosto aapko bore naa karte hue mai Story par aata hu Ye baat us samay ki hai jab mai MBA ke exam hone ke baad mai job ki talash mai Delhi aaya mere...
Mera nam Geeta hai 4 mahine phle Anil se shadi hui wo army me hai. Sasu ma nhi hai 2 nanad thi jinki shadi ho gai. Ghar me bas papa hai Anil to shadi ke bad duty par chale gaye. Papa ka ek dost hai jo aksar mere ghar ate hai dono ek sath sarab bhi pite hai. Mai unko uncle bulati hu. Papa aur uncle bhi army me the. Unka beta bhi army me hai. Papa bhi unke ghar jate hai par rat ko wahi ruk jate hai par uncle mere ghar nhi rukte. Ek rat dono apne kamre me sharab pi rhe the. Muje kya huwa ke unlogo...