Naked in School Homer
- 3 years ago
- 32
- 0
The drive from the clinic to home was a lot faster than I would have thought. I knew the clinic was not in the same city as we lived, but we made it to my house in less than three hours. I was really happy to see my mom and dad waiting for me when we drove up. As soon as I got out of the car dad gave me the biggest hug I remember getting in a very long time. Mom almost smothered me with kisses before she even let me walk toward the house.
As mom, dad, Paula, and I started for my room, dad pulled me aside to say, "David the families of the girls you saved are very thankful for your sacrifice. Everyone worked hard with the county's attorneys and insurance carrier to complete the work before you came home. I want you to know those who gave the most did so with their craft and not financially. They put their all into their work and it shows. You will not run off like a toddler at Christmas. There is a lot we need to show and explain to you about the changes."
"It was not just the families of that girls who gave their time and sweat to this project David," mom said from upstairs. "More than a few were doing so in an effort to redeem themselves for their abhorrent behaviors toward you while under the effect of Paula's mother's spite. I am so sorry that I failed to believe you regarding the extent to which you were traumatized by her ill will toward you."
We got upstairs, and I found that where my door had been before, it was now covered by a set of black curtains. Inside there was a small maze that had black curtains at the other end and finally a door. When I took a quick look around, I immediately noticed there was a large piece of black plastic over the wall to the guest room. I began to head over there to investigate when dad guided over toward my bed instead.
"Whenever you want to take off your goggles, you need to put them on one of these stands. They are made to pick up the signal from an RFID chip made into the frames. This ties into the lighting system so that your lights can't be turned up any brighter than you are able to tolerate without pain," he explained.
Mom took over to show me to the windows and explained, "Your old windows were upgraded with triple pane windows with an LCD layer between the two outer panes. Whenever you have your goggles put on one of the special stands, the LCD panel will be turned on to block out the light. Then over the windows are black out drapes. They are made from four layers of fabric in a way that allows one to be knocked aside and still keep blocking the light. Around the room they installed LED lighting to give you a minimal amount of light to see by when you have your goggles off."
I never saw my mom so exited before. She took my hand to pull me over to where I used to have a closet.
"With all the other remodeling to provide for your unique needs, it was insisted that our master bedroom get a major renovation as well. You already know that we barely had enough space to move around our bed as it was. A lot of people came in to look at everything, and the decision was to tear off the back side of the house to build a new guest room upstairs and our new master suite downstairs. Getting a whole new kitchen, den, and dining room was just a bonus," mom said standing outside the closet door. "I know you better than you think David. I can see the wheels turned as you wonder why they heck do you care about that, what does it mean for you? Well if you come with me, you will see."
She opened the door to my closet for me to find that it was not a closet anymore. Inside there was now a huge bathroom. It expanded way into where their bathroom and bedroom had been. On one side, there was a huge walk-in closet that was three times the size of their old one. What clothes I had barely taken up the space between one set of brackets holding up the clothes bar. It was so massive I could hang up every pair of pants, shirt, and coat I ever had and still barely take up one-eighth of the space.
Looking at the bathroom I wondered if I was having problems with my eyes. There was this huge shower with multiple shower heads and a bench that could seat five large adults. There were three vanities on one side and two counter places with lots of mirrors on the other. On the wall with the shower, there were four doors. I guessed wrong that they were linen closets. Instead, I found they were bathroom stalls, each with a shelf holding at least a dozen rolls of toilet paper.
I turned around to ask them what the hell was going on when all three of them burst out laughing. It was a good few minutes before they all calmed down.
"You owe me a romantic dinner and chick flick," Mom told my dad. "You bet me that he would first notice that his dresser was now twice as large as his old one, and he now has two armoires. David did not even take a second look at his bed, or he would have asked why he had a California king now."
Before she could tease him anymore, dad said, "We have it on good authority that we can expect you to have a lot of female companions visiting frequently for the foreseeable future. It was already a requirement before the architect was hired. Advanced permissions for sleeping overnight in your room has so far been given to many of the girls expected to visit, providing you do not mind their company. Each is still required to contact their parents to ensure there is no conflict with existing obligations at home. The women are going to complete this discussion while I escape to the safety of the den."
He beat a hasty retreat from my bathroom and was long gone by the time mom led me over to the bedside table closest to the bathroom.
"David, a deaf, blind, senile old monk could not miss the sexual interest the girls you saved, as well as a large number of others, have expressed since your accident. We never pried into your emails, but some of the girls appear to not have access to a private email account. Those girls, and some boys, sent cards and letters asking you not to die and get better quickly. We opened them to put them out so that when you awoke you could see how much everyone really cares for you. At first, they were what you would expect from your peers, many including recent pictures. At first, your father and I refused to allow ourselves to accept their swim wear photos as anything but innocent. However, we could not delude ourselves any more when the pictures turned pornographic, and so we decided that it would be better just to embrace what was going to come about when you awoke," Mom said as she opened the drawer to my nightstand.
Inside was a very well organized, well stocked pregnancy prevention stockpile. There were four dozen of the custom-made "my size" condoms. Next to the rubbers were tubes, jars, and bottles of every kind of lube on the market. If that was not enough, she pulled out various tubes, cans, and boxes of things I had never seen before.
While I was looking into the drawer, Paula had stripped down and moved onto the bed with her legs spread open facing us. Mom skipped over the rubbers and went right into using Paula as a living demonstration model. I was instructed on how to correctly use the foams and put in spermicidal sponges. Next I was given each of the various lubricants. One by one mom had me put a little on my fingers before finger fucking Paula's asshole until she became dry.
"David even when using the preventative foams, gels and sponges, you also need to wear a condom to ensure you have done all you can to prevent pregnancy," mom said as she pulled me into the bathroom to make sure I washed my hands thoroughly after fingering Paula's butt.
It seems that Paula was now responsible for finishing my tour and filling me on everything else I needed to know.
Watching Paula have all that stuff put inside her and fingering her ass had me ready to go with a hair trigger. Just in case mom popped in to check, I put on a rubber. I was done as soon as I got fully buried inside Paula's hot pussy. Luckily for Paula, I was hard again, in about a minute, with another rubber on. It took her a bit to get her first cum, and then she seemed to get three or four good ones before I finally blew off in a rubber again. After we washed up a bit and peed, she told me that I was going to do it bareback this time. She finished her period Sunday, and that I was killing off my sperms before they ever shot out. I think Paula was more trying to convince herself rather than me, though. We sucked, kissed, and licked every inch of each other until I got another boner and then really fucked hard. Not wearing a rubber really made her cum a lot easier and harder.
Not able to get hard again anytime soon, we went to get a quick rinse off before getting dressed to go see my parents.
Paula showed me the new dresser as she went through it looking for clothes. It had four rows of drawers with girl's panties, undershirts, long and regular t-shirts, sleep pants, night gowns, and all sorts of other things girl's need when sleeping over. It seems there was about every possible size any girl who might sleep over would need. In a few days, the closet would have pants, dresses, skirts and some dressy girl clothes for going out to eat somewhere nice. Anything they wanted that was special just to them; they would need to bring with them.
Paula told me how naughty she felt slipping on a long t-shirt without panties. It was long enough to keep from flashing anyone, but it was tight enough to show she was naked underneath. She did pick a dark blue one so that unless you were right up next to her; you would not see that much. Mom was right on time having dinner waiting on us right as we got downstairs.
It was good finally to eat a home-cooked meal, but the conversation was not what I was used to. Normally, we would talk about mundane things or what we had coming up that we were going to do as a family. It looks like that was something I had also lost as a result of the accident.
"David," Dad started in his stern, lecturing tone of voice. "Regardless if you or a guest chooses to disregard any form of modesty; we will not tolerate you or your guests not being properly clothed outside of your bedroom. Paula has provided herself to us as a perfect example. I can clearly see that not only is she sans underwear, but that her entire vulva is hairless, glistening from her arousal and her clitoris is erect. It is not fair to me or your mother that I be exposed to the charms of a nubile young woman. I am, likewise, able to discern the exact shape and size of her erect nipples, swollen areoles, and firm breasts. Your mother has made it very clear that women should not be forced to restrain their breasts, but that does not mean they should be presented in such a manner. If you or your guests cannot follow these rules, then you will not be permitted to have them over."
For the first time I can remember, Paula blushed in embarrassment. We all looked down through the glass table at where she had hooked her ankles around the legs of her chair. It made her knees open wide enough to push the shirt up to her hips. I had seen her and other girls sit like this at school, so it was nothing she did on purpose to tease me or dad. Quickly, she excused herself before running up toward my room. In less than a minute, she was back in a much looser shirt and a pair of loose shorts. When she hooked her feet back around the chair again, I could not see anything showing now. I knew she did not have on panties from how the shorts moved with her knees open, but I could not see her pussy anymore.
Mom changed the subject, "Now onto a less pleasant topic. We will not tolerate any coercion, force, peer pressure, teasing, or any other bullshit you kids pull to on each other to get sexual contact with someone. Everyone will do things of their own free will, period. If we hear of anyone, including you David, had sexual contact they did not want, we will no longer permit any unsupervised guests of either sex in our house. It does not matter if this happens in our house or not. We have had a number of discussions between parents of girls from both middle and high school. If any girl wants to seek any sexual contact with you in our house, they must approach their parents to discuss their desires. While not legally binding for the minors, we have a contract that must be signed by any girl's parent before their daughter can spend time in our house unsupervised with you. It is a lot of legal mumbo-jumbo that basically says that they consent to their daughters having sex with you and other children who may also be here at the same time, male or female. We have provided standard and hypoallergenic methods of contraception in all bathrooms, your bedroom, and the guestroom. They also agree that it is the responsibility of their daughter to insist on protection to be used. All males are required to use a condom no matter what the girl may say. Any girls who manage to conceive and wish to have the baby will have a DNA test completed on the amniotic fluid to determine if you are the father. In that case, the contract releases you and our family from any liabilities related to that child."
"For the record, my father had this reviewed by some of his legal contacts at the city, state, and federal levels. The wording in this particular section is ironclad. Only the Supreme Court overturning multiple long-reaching past judgments could force you to be required to support the child," Paula said.
Mom finished what she was saying when Paula interrupted, "As I was saying David, if you knock a girl up, that is her problem, under the terms of the contract. That is harsh, but the only way she would have gotten in that situation is by failing to take proper precautions and fail to insist on a condom being used."
Dad broke in to say, "Son after the accident, nearly all the girls between ten and sixteen were put through a lot of psychological tests via the schools. More girls than expected confessed to showing you their naked breasts or vulvas in person on at least one occasion. If your email box was anything like the letters and cards, we received, I expect that you have seen the charms of most of these same girls. All the contract is doing is to give parents pause to have the talk with their daughters. More than half of your fertile peers stated they had not discussed any details around procreation with their parents."
Wow! They finally figure out how to explain things to me, so I don't even have to think about what they told me or ask any questions.
When we were done with dinner, Paula and I were told I still had to do the dishes just like I had since I was old enough to get up the kitchen sink.
There was not really much to clean. By the time we were done Paula was so horny her shorts were soaked, and I could smell her pussy juices from across the room. She moved over to where she had a good view of my parents on the couch watching TV, dropped her shorts to the floor, and told me to do her from behind. She did not have to ask twice. I was buried to the hilt in her in seconds, and we started going really fast when mom got up to head this way. Instead of pulling away, Paula moved us over to a chair and had me sit down in it, so she could sit on my lap. A quick shuffling hid her shorts and had her t-shirt covering her front. I sat back to rub her shoulders gently while she finished her drink from dinner.
Mom got her a soda and then came over to say, "The rules mean no getting it on in the kitchen or sitting there with his dick buried inside you, especially without a condom. However, I will make you two a deal. If you stay here and do what you were doing until I return, I will not say a thing to my husband. I may be older than you two, but my pussy is just as wet. I need to get fucked good and hard right now. Just so you know; the rules are not because we are prudes. My pussy, and your father's dick David, are not up to the stress of seeing nubile naked girls running with us knowing they have just screwed or soon will screw my little boy. Already just the last few hours have reignited the fire within that I thought was out for good. I still have a few good fertile years left. It is highly possible that there will be at least one new baby by next Christmas."
We both sat in silence for a few seconds until we heard mom moan out. We got up, with my dick still well seated insider her, to shuffle over to the kitchen door. We could not really see what was going on other than Mom's leg hooked over the side of the couch. A minute or two later mom told dad to hurry up, she was almost there too. Them fucking hard and fast, kicked Paula's furnace on. She was hotter around my dick than even when we had been in the park right after the mission to bust the sex movie people. Grabbing her hips, I started screwing her from behind as fast as I could and not pop out of her. Mom and dad were still out on the couch when I buried my dick deep inside Paula so your orgasm would help me get off too. We were sitting at the kitchen table drinking some sodas, with my cream leaking out into Paula's shorts, when dad came in. He made no effort to hide his long shiny fat dick hanging out the hole of his boxers.
"If you two want to get up to David's room anytime soon; you should go on up now. I feel like a teenager again, and I always get off the hardest when there is a chance of getting caught. While it is a huge turn-on, I just can't deal with idea of my son and his guest watching us," dad said as he got a drink of water.
Taking the hint, Paula and I headed quickly out of the kitchen toward the stairs up to my room. As we passed we both saw mom was naked from the waist down laying on the carpet with a pillow under her head. While she had a monstrous forest of dark pussy hair, there was no hiding the big blobs of cum that had run down over her butt hole. She saw where we were looking, shrugged, and stayed just like that. Seeing dad coming out of the kitchen, Paula stopped right at the bottom of the stairs, turned toward him and stripped. His dick had been hanging down limply at first. As he devoured her naked body, with my cum gelled on her pussy lips, it lengthened and thickened to something a lot bigger than what I was sporting. If that was not enough, Paula stripped me quickly before having me laying on the stairs.
Whispering in my ear, "Don't ever say a thing to anyone this or use it against your dad. I love the feel of your dick, but after our mission, I need something bigger and longer right now. I know he wants to fuck me. I am going to suck your dick while he does me from behind for a few seconds. I am sure he will go off before he goes off to the bathroom."
As she started to suck me, dad came over with his dick was just inches away from her pussy. He looked right into my eyes for approval. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at him. I gave him the international sign for fucking and then a thumbs up. He still looked unsure at first until Paula reached back to grab and line his dick up as she pushed back to get him inside her. I thought she had been almost as tight as before the movie guy stretched her out, but my dad was buried to the hilt insider her in just one thrust. Naturally, he grabbed on her hips as he gave her long, full strokes. Paula was working to get me off and dad was oblivious to mom standing off to the side, now fully naked.
With a finger over her lips, mom moved a chair over and put a leg on it just right to pull her hairy pussy wide open. She smiled at me as she stood there fingering herself as I watched.
Dad was really pounding away on Paula when mom almost fell as she came. Quietly, she moved back over toward the couch as dad kept slamming into Paula while she moaned around my dick. Even as good as she was trying to suck me, I was nowhere near close to going off when dad slammed into her hard and started to cum. I clearly saw his shiny cum covered dick was still rock hard as he pulled back from her and then hurried over to where mom was lying upon the floor. I was just far enough up the stairs to see his butt pumping in, and out of my mom while Paula kept sucking on me trying to make me cum. Dad was still ready to go, but mom said she needed to use the bathroom. No sooner than mom was around the corner, dad was buried inside Paula again. Mom was standing beside him as his face showed he was about to cum again.
We got a good deal on our neighbor's motorhome, and we were anxiously making plans for getting Peggy fucked by some young guys.We bought it as a sexond vehicle, so even though it wasn't cost effective my wife drove it back and forth to work. While she was working one day the owner introduced her to a very young man and told her to show him the way around. They were picking an order to be picked up and she was explaining how to find all the items and where they were. She noticed his eyes were...
It was Violet Parr's 18th birthday, and she had no intention of letting her day be a boring, work filled drag. Instead she came up with the most scandalous plan for making her 18th the most remember-able. At least to superhero standards. You see, Violet wasn't part of a normal family; as much as she had dreamt, she was part of a family of superheros. Her father was the famously strong Mr. Incredible, her mother was Elasta Girl, and her two brothers were Dash and Jack-Jack. They were all endowed...
I hope I put everything back where it is supposed to go. The man-in-the-machine’s android and Steve sat me down to tell me the plan. “We tried to avoid a spectacle in this case, it was unavoidable,” Steve explained. “There are a number of factors that will are causing some interest and a big crowd is expected. After discussion with the darling triplets, their sister, Jane, Annie, and our virtual friend, decided to play down the after effects of your accident. You will have a pair of off the...
I wish to sincerely thank Jim P. for his assistance in editing my story. His insights and suggestions helped me to make 'The Homestead' one of the most favorite stories I've ever written. I also appreciate the time he took to not only go over this story once, but three times! Thank you! The Homestead by: Anon Allsop I rested comfortably, my boots propped lazily upon the split railing that ran along the sidewalk, and my hat pushed down low over my eyes to block out the afternoon...
After a rather eventful night of ‘firsts’, I awoke early, around 8 a.m. the next morning. Melissa was still sound asleep next to me. She was lying on her side, facing me. Her full breasts, with those succulent nipples, only inches from my face. I thought about giving them a nice long lick, since I was still a bit horny despite the fucking we did only six hours ago. She looked like a naked sleeping goddess with such wonderful sexual curves. But, I was hungry as can be, so I decided to let her...
First Time"You've got some explaining to do, little Missy! What, did you think I'd call you 'young man' with all those panties and a bra under your mattress? Is that your only undies supply? Why didn't you just put them in your panty drawer? Oh, don't worry. I already moved them so they'd be a little more convenient for you. Oh, and I bought you some more. A girl needs more than five pairs of panties and one bra. I'm sure I got you the right size and I bought the most feminine ones for...
Her name is Olivia. She is the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing girl who I have ever had the pleasure of meeting in life. I’m proud to call her my own.She walked slowly towards me, half undressed, as was I, Her breasts being emphasized by her tight, pink, laced Victoria’s Secret bra. I lay on the bed as I watched her as she twirled around for me. She was 5 ft, 10 inches tall, with long wavy blond hair that went past her shoulders. She had huge, beautiful green eyes, that sparkled in the light...
Whoever this girl is was right about them just asking me to take a sleeping pill instead of being sneaky and putting it in my food. When we stopped outside a pair of sliding glass doors, someone helped me into a wheelchair. I noticed I was wearing the super soft pajamas dad had gotten me. No one said a word to me as we got on an elevator to ride up the nineteenth floor. When the doors opened, I saw a sign saying “Hospitalized Patient Consultation - Optical Patient Entrance Only.” In the...
Dinner time! Ellen, Leigh, and Kirsten had enlisted the six boys from earlier to be responsible for having the women cooking here teach them to cook pork chops. The girls were finishing up the rabbit stew. Ivy was nowhere around, but Juniper and Willow were both here and showed they knew they were in deep shit. Their mom would go over to them periodically to tell them to wipe off the cum leaking out her their pussies, again. Aspen went over and hugged her mom, which just about made her mom...
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...
"Elisabeth, can you come into my office at once, please?" Elisabeth Manning looked up from her computer screen, surprised at the somber tone in Willard Aldredge's voice. He was usually a pretty unemotional sort of a boss, the kind of steady going and rather dull bureaucrat to be found in any government department in Washington. Then again, Elisabeth would have had to use much the same words to describe her own life; steady and dull. But something or someone had obviously got Willard fired...
Is there a plan here? What exactly are we doing with Ariel anyway? After double-checking that Molly was buckled well into her five point harness I got on the I-95. We had about an hour before sunrise and Molly shot me a message that there were no police scheduled to be on the interstate between here and Fayetteville due to shift change. We have about three hours before we would see any cops. We should put as much distance behind us as we could in that time. I started wondering if there was...
=== Homesick === by Trismegistus Shandy This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. ----- We'd all gone to see the new _Tombs of Atuan_ movie, Mom and Dad and Kiara and me. On the way home, we chatted about the movie and got into an argument about whether they'd gotten Ged and Tenar's relationship right. Those were the last normal moments of our lives. Then Dad turned into our subdivision -- still normal --...
What was your most incredible night or day of sex? What made it so fantastic? This is mine, four years ago. When I bought my duplex in the suburbs of Minneapolis, it meant I was here to stay for a while and I was really happy about it. A young married couple in their early twenties was renting the other part of the duplex. I had just turned thirty-two and I already felt like I was a generation ahead of them. I had a small party to get to know the neighbors and twenty or so people...
Yesterday i had an incredible experience with my new friend Mr. K.We had been talking through email for a few days, and i really was getting excited to meet him since we talked a lot about naughty things... He came to my home straight after work, and asked me if he could take a shower first.I agreed and told him i could use the time to dress myself up for him.I felt extremely horny and decided to wear my short purple skirt, "open" pantyhose with a nice black thong. I also wore a white shirt...
This is an incident which took place between me and one of my students Anasua. I am 30 years of age, good looking and handsome. She came to me for private tuition on computer science as she was a student of B.Tech in computer science. She was bit bulky, with very well shaped breast and very attractive set of lips at first I started teaching her in batch, but after some days there was a problem with timing. She was from another college and the rest of the student was from a nearby collage. So I...
"Elisabeth, can you come into my office at once, please?" Elisabeth Manning looked up from her computer screen, surprised at the somber tone in Willard Aldredge's voice. He was usually a pretty unemotional sort of a boss, the kind of steady going and rather dull bureaucrat to be found in any government department in Washington. Then again, Elisabeth would have had to use much the same words to describe her own life; steady and dull. But something or someone had obviously got Willard fired up...
Group SexSouth of Bikini Episode 7 "Homeworld" 0800 hours, Ni'ihau, Hawaii, May 8th, 1944 "Good morning, Empress." "Good morning, Corrine." "'Morning, Empress." "Good morning, Jamie." "Good morning, Empress." "Hi, Tish." "Good morning, Empress." "Hi, already! Oh, et too, Alex?" Allie seemed a little upset this morning as I approached on an intercept. We were both on course for breakfast. As usual, the...
John sat on one of the sofas in the Officers’ Lounge, with his feet up on the coffee table, and Alyssa and Calara cuddled up beside him. The other girls were spread out on the adjacent sofas, and they watched the colourful expanse of Maliri Space drift by, through the long windows that flanked the room. “John...” Dana said tentatively, looking over at him from the other sofa, her beautiful face burning with curiosity. “It’s nearly time for bed, have you got something planned for...
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 StoriesIn Emily’s room we all stripped. While Emily went to use the bathroom, Lane and I checked out each other’s bodies. She turned out to be as skinny as I had seen when she leaned forward in the restaurant. I was soon as hard as her nipples. By the time Emily came back, from the extended bathroom visit, Lane and I were both leaking out our respective juices. Emily pulled the sheets down before pushing us over onto the bed. Wanting to make sure Lane really enjoyed tonight, I stared sucking on...
How did we do all of that and still get on the road on time? We filled up the rental, grabbed breakfast, and made it through the next big city before their rush hour kicked in fully. I was able to get up to eighty and not worry about getting a ticket unless the speeds dropped down below seventy. When we stopped to pick lunch, I texted mom to say I would be home to stay tonight before continuing to Karen’s house. She texted me back to say she wasn’t going to tell Trudy or the four naked girls...
CHAPTER 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...
Katie Jackson counted out loud as she crunched her stomach, “49,” as she exhaled and laid back onto the floor only to return as she strained her tight stomach, “50.” She breathed heavily as sweat ran down her face. She breathed deeply again and exhaled past her lips. She glanced at the clock on the wall and knew she needed to get ready to go downtown. As with her workouts recently she ultimately ended up unbelievably horny. She had used her sex toys nonstop in hopes of supressing her desires....
Before Homer by Tigger (c) 1997 It was dark in the old man's library sanctum, but then, it always was when the young man did his secret research. He had waited until the old man had taken to his bed chamber, and then waited some more for the drugged wine to take effect. The last thing he wanted was for the old man to catch him poring over the ancient tomes in the old man's library - tomes that had been old when Atlantis had sunk beneath the bright blue waters of the...
“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...
Horny. Unbelievably horny is how she felt as Katherine Jackson sat at the table with the other members of Mothers against Drunk Drivers. The meeting had gone on longer than expected as she looked at the darkness outside. She had texted Mrs. Lee to stay with her children until she finished. They had been such good neighbors since Fred was away by helping out with their children or tending to the lawn. However her libido was killing her. She had avoided seeing Tommy for the past few weeks. She...
If he flies a silent, stealth, faster than a scam-jet plane, they could trust him to know where I was going after I landed. We seemed to have gotten up near the edge of space when the plane flying me home decelerated. Shortly after that, my pressurized flight suit depressurized. I expected the pilot to land on a runway somewhere. Instead, he hovered silently over a field at the south-west corner of the base. He pointed to a path that led to Scott Air Force Base. The direction I headed toward...
Did she want to do this or was she pulled down here by her mom and sister to get her so horny she would give me her virginity? I could tell right off that now her sister and mom were gone that she was incredibly nervous while still being very horny. The way she was squirming around I was pretty sure she wanted to feel what the others had felt. I didn’t want to let her do more than she was comfortable with so I took the tension away the best way I could. “It seems your mom and sister are...
How long have they been held by those people transporting them? The only difference between how the twins looked when they came out of the showers was the towel around the girl’s head. I checked both out. The girl had a nice set of firm breasts, each about the size of half baseballs and her pussy juices already making the inside her of thighs shiny. Her brother was sporting a boner about six inches long and a bit thicker than mine. Neither of them seemed to care that they were there naked in...
It isn’t what she is expecting. I had Tiffany sitting naked in the empty tub when her dad brought in a glass 1000cc enema syringe with three feet of tubing made to fit on the tip. Her eyes went even wider when she saw it. Her mom popped in with three douche bottles and said, “Who knows what else she has been sticking in there. Then we have the issue that she and her brother are trying to see who can go the longest between showering before someone takes them out back, strips them, and hoses...
My neighbour was looking for a cleaner over the summer while she worked away and, being young, around eighteen, I jumped at the opportunity to help. I needed a job to help fund me through college and this seemed like a convenient option, being that I lived right next door.On my first day, I arrived early in some baggy jeans and an old sweater, my neighbour Carla, showed where everything was, handed me a list of chores and waved goodbye as she left for work. I got started cleaning the bathrooms...
Quickie Sexby BrettJ © 2010 Timothy Tate was waiting impatiently at the airport for his daughter’s plane to arrive. He was feeling mixed emotions about seeing her again. Eagerness to see Tanya, happiness about her moving back home and anger over the circumstances that had led to her return. Tanya had moved to California with her fianc? years ago, over her parent’s strenuous objections. Neither Timothy nor his wife Aneta had liked Carlos very much. Their daughter Paris put it succinctly. “He’s...
Most college students go home every chance they get. They long for the comfort of home, the home cooked meals, and the memories of good times. Me on the other hand, I would prefer my college life in sunny Florida over a week spent in South Carolina during Christmas. I have no reason to go home. There is nothing there for me anymore. There is a reason I left my home in the first place. As much as I hated to go home for the holidays, my parents made a good point. If I didn’t spend my Christmas...
1993-94: Homeback Confidential Not much sex in the first part of this story. Much more feelings than fuckings, as this is an account of my return home after Operation ‘Restore Hope’ in Somalia. It was the moment in which I experienced the strongest feelings ever, the real turning point in my life. The story starts in October 1993 in the burning desert of central Somalia, and ends after New Years Eve in the cold and wet Dutch winter. We were close to the end of our turn of Mission. 76th Mech...
It was a hot day, and the opening day for my brother’s baseball league. Just what I enjoy more, on hot sunny days is watching baseball. All the players are in there tight pants, with tall athletic tan bodies. Not a single one of the players are ugly on my brothers team but one player stood out to me. Like any other normal hot day I wore tiny tight shorts and a tank top, hoping to get a little color early this year. I was sitting in my chair relaxing watching the game when I noticed one of the...
There is something about that striped blouse and dark skirt together that makes me want to do things to you. Bad things. Real bad things. You come home from work in that combo and I can’t believe how fast I’ve gotten hard. Now it’s your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say ‘Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!’ You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. ‘Crawl to me –...
Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward…but by who…and why…what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation Ashley...
You live in the modern day world! There are no flying cars or dragons, no, simply look out your window if you want to imagine what the lay of the land is for this story. One key note and important distinction: your universe has been altered for some reason! Women are more prevalent than men, splitting it 70% to 30% and in your high school specifically the ratio is more like 80% to 20%! What a strange plot devi- I mean, “phenomenon”… You are 18 years old and attend the local public high school....
Mind Control"Hey, are we there yet?" I feel like I've asked that question a hundred times since the trip began, my parents are dropping me of at my brothers house for a week. The last time I saw him was a couple years ago, he moved away from us to study and got a job soon after. I must have been 11 when he left, he was 17, we were never really that close but something is making me really excited for this visit, my 18th birthday was just a month ago so he is 24 years old now, I wonder if he has a...
BDSMThe house was a beautiful old-fashioned timber two-storey place with a huge block of land surrounded by trees on three sides. When Frank and Michelle first saw the house, they both agreed it was a bargain for the price it was on the market for. It was in very good condition, quite clean, and surprisingly well insulated. The real-estate agent told them that all the windows were double-glazed, and the previous owner had been supposedly obsessed about quiet. Despite the old-fashioned external...
Mind Control(Author's note: thank you all for favoriting this story! If you like this one, my other story that I've written, with some help, is called "The Casting Couch" and is in the Erotic Couplings section. If any of you want to add chapters or a different branch, go for it. I only keep this story as "moderated" so that I can proofread what you've written. As for the content of this story: all characters are over the age of 18. Any content that is similar to real life events is merely coincidence.) My...
IncestAs you come into our house, you enter by the entrance way that is about three yards long. Looking to the right is a hallway with a bedroom on each side and a 3/4 bath at the end. As you walk into the living room, you look across the room and there is a futon with two large, curtained windows behind it, on the left, there is a short couch facing the futon with a coffee table between them.We placed the small couch there to give separation between the living room and the kitchen-dining room to the...
ExhibitionismWie schon des öfteren erklärt, ist er beruflich oft unterwegs. Wir sind sehr ehrlich zu einander und leben unsere Sexfantasien gemeinsam aus! Wenn er wieder einmal für paar Tage nicht da ist, telefonieren wir abends und machen uns geil. Dabei mache ich es mir selbst bis es mir kommt, er ist dabei einfach so heiß und weiß genau was ich hören will. Aber, er spart sich immer für mich auf und macht es sich nicht selbst. Er braucht es „echt“ und will mir jeden Tropfen seiner geilheit geben! Also...
I had been away at college for several weeks, so I was looking forward to getting home and seeing my mum and dad again. It had been my first term away, and really the first time I had been away for any length of time, so I had missed them both, especially my Dad with whom I had always been very close, and with whom I felt I had always had an especially close relationship.I'd spoken to them both many times on the phone of course, and we had kept in touch by Skype, but I was still almost...
A middle-aged woman wearing a black and blue sari stepped out of the house with her little daughter and small baggage. It was very early in the morning. The sun had not come up yet. She seemed to be in a hurry as she pulled on her daughter every time she felt drowsy. “This is our only option. We must be there on time,” said Champa as she walked to the bus depot. When she was close she heard the roaring of bus seeming about to leave. The moment she saw the bus accelerate she ran for it leaving...
IncestHi, I am Jai and this story which I am going to narrate is a real-life incident, which happened in my friends’ life. I have narrated it as he explained it to me. Just sit back, relax and enjoy while shagging your dick. I even gotta see some encounters after my friend explained this experience. It’s a long story and I will try to make it as interesting as possible. I am a good looking, 5’8 tall and have a 6-inch strong dick; I work out regularly which helps me go really long sessions on the bed....
IncestOn the Friday of Faye's third week of absence from the lab, our boss sent me round to check on her. There's only so long you can play the "bit of a bug" card before it becomes taking the piss.When I rang her bell and waited, I didn't think she was going to answer. It even crossed my mind that she might have bagged a sneaky last-minute flight to somewhere decidedly warmer than dreary old Scotland and had been phoning in her "still not better, I'm afraids" from a poolside somewhere gloriously...
Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward...but by who...and why...what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation...
ReluctanceIt was a hot day, and the opening day for my brother's baseball league. Just what I enjoy more, on hot sunny days is watching baseball. All the players are in there tight pants, with tall athletic tan bodies. Not a single one of the players are ugly on my brothers team but one player stood out to me. Like any other normal hot day I wore tiny tight shorts and a tank top, hoping to get a little color early this year. I was sitting in my chair relaxing watching the game when I noticed one of the...
ExhibitionismHomeschooled Synopsis: When his mother pulls Mickey out of high school and enrolls him in a home schoolers group, he develops close bonds with, and identifies with the other seven members of the group - except that most of them are girls and that leads to Mickey being feminized and then ultimately to regressing to an infant. 8th Grade - The year I was in eighth grade in middle school was the worst year of my life. That was the year that my father died. In four months he went from...
There is something about that striped blouse and dark skirt together that makes me want to do things to you. Bad things. Real bad things. You come home from work in that combo and I can't believe how fast I've gotten hard. Now it's your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say "Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!" You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. "Crawl to me -...
=== Wanderer and Homebody === by Trismegistus Shandy This story is set, with Morpheus's kind permission, in his Twisted universe. It is a sequel to my earlier story "Twisted Throwback," but though it contains some characters from that story, I think it stands alone pretty well. Thanks to Morpheus for his feedback on the rough draft. This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. You may repost it on other sites,...
Young 'Lady' Gina's homeschooling I was still called George when I moved in with my slightly excentric aunt Celia almost two yeas ago, after my mother had a serious nervous breakdown due to my lecherous oger of a father leaving us. For some reason aunty, after walking in on me wearing her prettiest undies and high heels, had taken up encouraging (and accomodating) my little transvestite affectation to the full. Aunty sorta found it a delightfull and classy foible and decided that she...
?The Patanican Alliance consists of 3 planets, Planet Whiteside, Thordaw and Kadir ?The Patriarch Alliance consists of 3 planets, Planet Whiteside, Thordaw and Kadir. All 3 planets were lost during the Great Retreat of 7816 and were taken over by the Walien Theocracy. The aliens withdrew in 7950?the 3 planets (like most of the other planets in the Outer Rims) decided to declare independence.???????????????????????????????????????????????? The Outer Planets, the Lost Terran Empire...
It was a happy homecoming party. Steve had returned home after four years of traveling the less explored parts of the world. As a talented writer and photographer, he’d paid expenses by doing articles for magazines and other publications. He’d become a bit of a local celebrity. Plus, it was his twenty fifth birthday. He was tanned, buff, and even better looking than when he had left. After the buffet some music was started in his parent’s back yard and the dancing began. As...
Sandy was a homewrecker, and she got to the point of enjoying it. She didn't start out that way. She was fresh out of high school and got seduced by a slightly older man. He spent money on her, took her to nice places, treated her like a queen, and in return, she treated him as her king. She believed every word about his failing marriage and how he was getting divorced soon. She even helped him keep their relationship on the down-low because of how it might affect his divorce. She was...
SeductionHey 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...