Corona Time
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Gail Murtaugh wanted that house so badly she could taste it, but she was nervous about the things she had heard about Corona Heights. She could never find out anything definite, just rumors, impressions and vague references. Somehow, no one had ever actually seen or done anything, nor did they personally know anyone who had.
Like so many parents, she was ready to send her kids to private school after the experiences of the last couple of years. Oh, things weren't terrible, but she could see why Sean, her oldest boy, had lost interest, and Ethan, her twelve-year-old, seemed to be heading that way. Rachel, her fourteen-year-old, was doing all right grade-wise, but she preferred to act like the air heads on all of the TV shows. Gail suspected that the girl had a serious side, but it was definitely not cool to let it show.
This year, the school had added another social sciences class for Sean's junior grade. At least they called it social sciences. What it was turning out to be was one more half-baked sex ed/family life class. How the hell was that going to help him get a job? Or get into college, she should be so lucky.
Gail had married well. Very, very well as it turned out. Now, she could afford to live in the Heights, the house she wanted costing much less than the one she had lived in since her divorce. Her lawyer was working to make sure the reduction in housing value did not reduce the value of her trust fund. Corona Heights had a strict upper limit on the size and purchase price of houses within it. Since all homes changing hands were bought from the owners by an arm of the foundation that ran it and then sold to the new owners, there was good control of the market values.
The divorce had been the dominant factor in her life for three years, now. She had worked hard to be a good wife and mother, and she had thought she was succeeding. Of course, she knew her weight had gone up steadily, but she gave Stan all the sex he wanted - not as much as she wanted, but she never turned him down and she would do anything. She believed that she was an enthusiastic, talented sex partner.
Stan, though, had found a better, younger, much slimmer model, and it broke her heart. She found out that money was a very poor bed partner. It did, however, take away her worries about how she would live for the rest of her life. Stan had done insanely well in mergers and acquisitions. The not-so-small fortune that he put in trust for her and the kids was hardly noticed by him.
It had taken until very recently for her to even admit to herself that the divorce had been painful for Stan, also. She knew that he had loved her and probably still did. It was just that her generous body that once satisfied, even thrilled him, he had begun to be ashamed of. In the lofty circles in which he moved, beauty was a requirement for partners. Had she been honest with herself, the relative seclusion that Stan had kept her in for the few years before the divorce foretold what was coming. It had been a long time since she had appeared at an event of any kind, and most of his associates and important contacts had never met her.
Being the private wife could easily have depressed her, but Gail was a naturally upbeat person. A 'jolly fat girl' she now bitterly told herself. She had family and friends that valued her and she had a great relationship with her kids. Part of life was so good that she did not work hard enough to protect the other part. She just did not think through how hard it would be to lose that part.
In truth, though, Gail knew that there was only so much that she could do to battle genetics. She just did not have a slender build. In her teens, she was voluptuous, with a beautiful face and the huge mammaries that were so important in those years. Her waist was never tiny, her ass never tight, and her thighs never slim. Still, things were in good proportion, she was graceful and style-conscious, and she had perfect skin.
Among the tolls taken on women's bodies by pregnancy are expansion of hips and breasts and thickening of the waist and limbs. Some women are less able to counteract these tendencies than others. Gail used that excuse, never seriously testing whether she could have fended off or lost the weight. In reality, even her high school graduation size would not have satisfied Stan's new tastes for glamour and sex appeal. Still, much of the hell of the post-divorce years was because of her own recriminations.
Nor had the divorce jarred her awake and caused her to attack her problem. Rather, she had slowly succumbed to the 'food as comfort' syndrome. She had not ballooned, but she weighed at least twenty-five more than at the time of the separation.
Corona Heights was purely Gail's idea. None of the kids wanted to leave their schools, their community, or their friends. She had toured it numerous times and spent as much time as she could manage visiting friends who lived there, attending events, or just shopping. She even went to some kids soccer and baseball games, mainly to talk to the parents. The place just had a feel to it that to her was right. She thought there was a noticeable difference in the general behavior of the teens she encountered 'out there' from her current community.
She had managed to meet several single mothers. They seemed to feel secure and even a valued part of the town. Every parent she had met was high on the school system. Of course, she could verify its excellence just from independent research and numerous competitions. There were tours of the various schools offered on specific days and she had gone to the middle and high schools. She did not think the students would be able to fake that upbeat, contented feeling just for visitors.
From what she knew, she was ready to move the next day. The house was everything they needed. But what about the rumors. The most consistent of the rumors was nudity, some requirement that everyone had to appear naked at times in front of other people. There were others more salacious, but she gave them little credence. Would she have to appear nude somewhere? With her body? That would be a deal breaker, for sure.
There was one other big problem - Stan would have to approve. Actually, she got along with him quite well, although she did not see him much. But if the kids objected vehemently, he might side with them. She had heard that there were lots of waivers, permissions, and contracts to sign before purchasing. If any of those really had anything to do with nudity or sexual activity involving the children, as some rumors suggested, he might never agree.
Well, it was time to find out. If it was true about the nudity and the sex, she might as well find out about it right now so she could quit wishing. "I'm ready to take the first step toward moving here. I think. I have heard that there are some, uh, special requirements. Could you tell me what they are?" Gail asked the young man who was showing her around.
He was probably still in high school or just out. She had been advised that he was not authorized to do any real estate transactions and could only answer questions in restricted areas. For all of that, he had been more polite and friendly than most professionals that she had dealt with. She had enjoyed being with him, except that the contrast with her own Sean was not very encouraging.
Young men - boys - had escorted her on several of her house-hunting jaunts and they had all had that same effect on her - they made Sean look bad. The one today, though, had an extra polish and a surprise air of poise and confidence for what she assumed was his age.
"Let's head over to the Admin Center and find some answers to your questions, shall we?" Rob, her guide, asked.
He walked her across the front of the admin building and showed her the glassed in area where they would be meeting, making her verify that no one could see in. They entered the building and went to the security station. Her hand print was taken and she was asked to acknowledge and agree to the video and audio monitoring.
She could not help but be impressed by the room they entered, the one they had tried to look into from outside. It was so light that it looked like the glass wall that she knew was transparent was not even there. She wondered why she was in such a large room, but that was not the most important thing on her mind just then.
"Step over to this station," Rob said, and we'll get you started toward answering some of your questions. The display she saw was accompanied by a voice reading the same words.
'In order to ensure consistency and complete disclosure, these carefully prepared presentations will be used to answer all possible questions. This is not a criticism of your well-trained hosts.' There was more and they were asked to acknowledge with a hand print, which they did.
Next, they were presented with 'If you proceed toward residence, the person with you now will be your escort through the entire process. Males will have female escorts and vice versa.
'The first requirement is that you undress completely before proceeding with any more information. In the future, as you move toward residence, you will be in this RTAC section numerous times. You will be required to disrobe immediately upon entry every time, with few exceptions.
'The requirement to disrobe now is one of several tests to see if it is worth your while to proceed any farther with your plans. If you cannot meet this requirement, your plans will be suspended for at least six months.
'When you are nude and ready to proceed, please verify with your hand print. You escort will also need to verify that you have complied.'
Gail reread the last section, her mind telling her that she must have been badly distracted by the people walking right in front of her, just on the other side of the glass, some seeming to stare right at her.
But, no. The second reading, and the third, yielded the same meaning. All of the rumors and innuendo must have been true. She felt sadness overwhelm her. Her dream of living here was ended. Or course, there was no way she could bare herself to this boy. And the message implied that there would be other times, maybe more people.
"So, what I heard was true, then?" she said as tears started. "But it doesn't seem possible! Everything about this place is so nice, so classy, so ... so perfect. Then you have some sleazy requirement like that!"
"Sleazy?"
'Well, yes. I mean, asking me to ... to strip in front of a young guy like you!"
"Mrs. Murtaugh, did you consider that perhaps the reason the Heights is so perfect is BECAUSE of our requirements, not in spite of them?"
"I don't see how that could be."
"Are you not willing to at least talk about it for a few minutes?"
"Why is a good looking young guy like you so anxious to get a fat woman like me out of my clothes?"
Rob had been carefully drilled in the kinds of reactions he might run into. His response was to not try to argue or explain. "You have invested a lot of time and emotional energy into your investigation. Do you really want to throw all of that away so soon?"
Gail stood and cried. She knew that Rob was right. She shouldn't just give up. If she was honest with herself, had she not been quite sure all along that she would be required to be nude somewhere along the line?
She cried and thought, thought and cried. When with her head lowered she raised her eyes just enough to give Rob a sly look, he could read the signs. She would undress.
In the very large, nicely appointed bathroom, Gail stripped quickly, before she lost her nerve. Seeing the shower and the luxurious towels, she rinsed off quickly. As she dried, she thought how nice it would be to have a male look at her bare body again. Rob was a nice boy, and he would not do anything to frighten or insult her.
When she came out, Rob gave her a kindly smile, looking her right in the eyes. When he held out his hand to lead her to a display station against the outside wall, she got a major jolt. Three young men in a group chose that moment to walk by outside, right against the glass. Gail's mind told her that when they looked at her, they were just checking out their reflections. Still, her pulse raced and she pulled back against Rob's hand for a moment.
As the text scrolled across the display station at her direction, she was not paying as much attention as she should. First of all, she could not believe that she had stripped in front of Rob and was just standing here naked, trying to read this important information. It was such a ... normal ... mundane activity and nothing cataclysmic was happening.
She had been in such fear of anyone seeing her bare body. There was no doubt that she was ashamed of how she looked and did not want anyone to see the rolls and dimples, the shapeless buttocks, the almost indiscernable waist, the pendulous breasts. She shivered to think how she must look from behind. Yet, she was just 'there'. Whatever vague disaster she had feared had not yet occurred.
But did that mean that she could live with the other things she might have to do? The screen was saying something about... 'bodies available ... sexual stimulation... ' Before she could feel the disgust and shame she knew should be her reaction, she felt a flash of excitement. It had been a long time since anyone else had stimulated her sexually. What kind of place was this, anyway?
After Gail had read over some of the displays again, asked some questions, and been shown some additional information, Rob asked "Do you have enough information, now, to decide if you want to proceed."
"I ... I don't know ... I ... I want to find out more."
"So, you want to go on to the next step, then?"
"Yes. Yes, I do."
Gail soon wondered what she had let herself in for by going on to the next step. The number of interviews and medical examinations was daunting. The interviews were done at her home and the exams in a normal medical office. The children were each interviewed more than once, also, and that proved to be interesting. Sean was his expected belligerent self, and Ethan tried to emulate his big brother, with only limited success. In the end, they did the interviews, and the interviewers did not seem phased by their antics.
Rachel was at least cooperative and even managed to seem interested as things went on. The relationship between mother and daughter was still quite close, despite the girl choosing to 'dumb herself down'. Rachel was built a lot like Gail, but more slender at the same age. With curves, endowments, face, skin, and grace like her mother's, she was a very sexy fourteen-year-old. That added to Gail's panic to get moved into the Heights. Somehow, she felt that Rachel would have better influences there and might avoid being sucked into the 'bimbette' crowd.
And then, Gail was brought up against the deal breaker - the step that she thought was impossible for her to take. "Mrs. Murtaugh," the man's voice said, "we would like to schedule you for your assessment day. It will take the entire day. Would one week from today, Wednesday, work for you?"
"Y ... yes. The kids are old enough, but ... well, my oldest is, uh..."
"We are aware of Sean's rebellion and belligerence, Mrs. Murtaugh. Therefore, we are scheduling a couple to be at your house while you are here for testing."
"Babysitters? That won't go over well."
"The man is an experienced enforcer, Mrs. Murtaugh. He will be specifically charged with keeping the boys under control. We will need your hand-printed permission for him to use any and all necessary force to carry out your wishes."
"Oh, my! I ... dammit! That kid needs someone to keep him in line for once. He's starting to act like a young tough."
"We know, Mrs. Murtaugh."
"There's time to send them to be with their father for that day."
"No, that won't work, Mrs. Murtaugh. We require the children to be at home that day."
"Oh, well, then, I'll sign."
"Now, Mrs. Murtaugh, there are some other things you need to know about your assessment day. First of all, you will be nude once you enter our facility until you leave." He waited for Gail's gasps to subside, then went right on. "You will be in the presence of numerous other people, male and female. You will have numerous monitoring devices attached to you, some a bit uncomfortable, some quite embarrassing. The testing will be extensive and exhausting."
"Will Rob..."
"Your escort, Rob, will pick you up at your home at 7:30am. The couple will be there at 7:00am to make sure that your children are up and present when you leave."
"Oh? Why do they need to be up?"
"That is the other requirement that you have to meet that day, Mrs. Murtaugh. When your escort arrives, you are to meet him completely naked, and your children are all to be in the room."
"Oh no! Oh, no! Oh, no!" Gail almost shouted as she started to cry. The man on the phone just waited her out, and she was able to say "I was ... I was willing to go through with everything, but that ... Sean is so, he blames me, you know! He's told me my getting fat broke up our home. I can't let him see how right he is! I can't, I can't. Oh, how can you ask that? Why do I have to do that?"
"Mrs. Murtaugh, these requirements have been established after years of study and experience. You know that the Foundation will have almost unlimited control over your body if you move in here. We have to know if you can live with that. This is a test. If you cannot pass this test, experience has shown that you will eventually default and have to be evicted from the Heights. Before you say anything else, will you come out here and talk to a counselor?"
"Will I have to ... to undress again?"
"Yes, Mrs. Murtaugh, you will have to undress."
"I don't know if it is worth it. Why should I humiliate myself one more time for nothing?"
"It's not for nothing, Mrs. Murtaugh. Your desire to move here is very strong and you have put a lot into the move already. Please. May I send Rob for you?"
"Rob? Oh, my escort." She paused for a long time, but finally said "When will he be here?"
Gail thought how different the setting was from the usual image of the shrink's office. They - she, Rob, and a woman dressed in lightweight 'business casual' clothes - were in the same glass-walled room where she had been before. Instead of a desk, couch, chairs, etc., as she would have expected with a counsellor, there were only a couple of small tables in the room and no place to sit.
As if everything else about the situation was not strange enough, having to stand there naked and try to talk to the two clothed people just made things even more surreal. There was no way to cover herself, and there was a constant stream of passersby outside the glass wall.
"Gail," the woman said, having gotten them to a first name basis quickly, "Rob has been looking at every part of your body for a few minutes, now. He also was with you for some time before when you were naked. Have you in any way been injured by your exposure to him? Have there been any long-term negative effects on you?"
"But Rob is a really nice boy."
"Well, it hasn't been easy," Rob said suddenly. "With a body like yours, it was all I could do not to look away. I can sure see why you're divorced."
Gail was too shocked by his outburst to react in any way before he went on with his vitriol. "One of the perks of this job is supposed to be a glimpse of pussy now and then. But with that belly of yours and those thighs, there's no proof you even have a pussy buried in there. I'll bet if you bent over, you couldn't even spread your legs far enough so I could see it. At your age, your boobs should be able to support themselves at least a little, without hanging down on your belly."
When he had finished, Rob stalked into the bathroom, leaving Gail feeling destroyed. The woman stood motionless, waiting for Gail's reaction, which finally came. "Wh ... why did you let him say those horrible things? I can't believe ... he seemed so nice!"
"Well, you're still breathing, Gail. How can that be? Are you ready to kill yourself, now? It sounded like someone saying something bad about your body would have at least made you suicidal."
Gail just stared at the woman. "That ... that was all just an act? He was saying those things to ... to make a point?"
"Yes, he was," the woman said. "I have to tell you that he tried to quit to avoid having to do that. The only reason he did it was because I threatened to bring in another boy to say it, one you had never met."
Gail spun around and raced toward the bathroom. When she came out with her arm around Rob, both were tearful.
"The point is, Gail, that you have just experienced about the worst that Sean could do when he saw you naked. I know that you are already comfortable with Rob seeing your body, so it won't be quite the same that morning. It can't be. And because of your motherly feelings about Sean, there will be shocks and sensations that we can't duplicate. Still, I think we've made the point, haven't we?"
Gail was sober, lost in thought for quite a while. "You have an interesting way of making your point."
"Can you think of any line of argument that would have persuaded you?" Gail shook her head. "Then you see why I tried such a drastic measure. Gail, moving here is a dream, but not just for yourself. Your kids are slipping away into things that will hurt them. It is an all too typical problem in broken homes."
"One more thing my blimping out caused," Gail said bitterly. "The stuff Rob said - it's true, you know."
"Yes, Gail. It had to be true or it would not have shocked you. I truly am sorry about that. But I am not sorry that you can now stand naked in from of your sons and take whatever they say to you."
"Oh, I don't think ... I still..."
"Yes, you can, Mrs. Murtaugh," Rob said. "I'll be..."
"Gail. Please call me Gail. I think you know me that well by now."
"Only when no one else is around. It's procedure. Gail, when Sean and Ethan see you, I will be there, too. You know that I like you and care for you as a person. If you have to, think of what I am thinking, rather than Sean or Ethan. Don't let this stop you from moving here. Don't let anything stop you. What will happen to the kids if you stop?"
"Can ... will it really help the kids?"
"Gail," the woman said, "let me give you an example. Wednesday morning, before Sean comes down to see you, the man we send will give him a warning. He will warn him not to say anything bad to you or about you. The man is fierce enough to scare your son, believe me."
"What if Sean does say something?"
"You will authorize the couple to give him a spanking on his bare buttocks, right there in front of you and his sister, as well as the woman of the couple."
"Wow! Uh, what if he tells his dad?"
"From what we have discovered, we believe his father will concur."
"He ... he just sleeps in shorts. That means he'll be naked for the spanking."
"Whatever he shows up in. It will be quick and decisive. We believe there is a 70% probability that he will require that spanking. We believe he will consider the warning a challenge."
That was a lot for Gail to absorb, but she had another question. "I can't go around spanking him for everything he does, though. How else will moving here help?"
"A boy who says or does threatening or demeaning things to women has a rough go in school here. If caught, they are made to wear a yellow collar for however long their sentence is. The girls at school all know what it means. Additional infractions get a red, then a black collar. How many girls will accept a date with a boy wearing a collar?
"Oh, and skipping school here is very difficult. We send a patrol and they haul them to their first class in whatever they happen to be wearing when picked up."
Somewhere along the way, Gail had decided that it probably was not best to be hugging Rob, and she had dropped her arm from around him. She still stood quite close, though. "Rob, would you please step out for just a moment?" the woman asked.
"Gail," the woman said when Rob was gone, "it is quite common for women, especially single women, to fall in love with their young male escorts."
"I, I haven't ... I..." Gail stopped and stared, then dropped her eyes.
"Don't feel bad, Gail. We know it is likely to happen, and it actually is a positive thing. You don't have a man to go through this with, and Rob becomes a bit of a substitute. The most fortunate women have sons that are loving and supportive, but they cannot go through every step with their mother as the escort does. For other mothers, such as yourself, Rob is what you wish Sean would be, and that draws you to him."
"Will you give me a different escort?"
"Oh, no. That is the last thing we would do, Gail. I just wanted you to be aware of what was happening to you. You are intelligent and strong-willed enough to deal with it well."
"Hmmmmph! If that was true, why would I look like this?"
The woman looked very thoughtful for a few moments, then said "I am going to mention something that would not ordinarily be revealed to you yet. I think it is important to your determination to continue.
"It is highly probable that very soon after you move in, you will be assigned to a group. This group will be under a strictly controlled nutrition and exercise regimen. You will be forced to make a significant change in your body during that program."
"Forced?"
"Remember, your body will 'belong' to the Foundation."
As she had been instructed by phone the day before, Gail met the 'babysitting' couple at the front door at 6:55 that Wednesday morning. The scheduler had not exaggerated. The man, who asked to be called Jake, had the look of someone you just did not argue with. The woman, Kim, looked able to take care of herself, as well.
Kim was very kind, seeing how nervous Gail was. She came up to the master suite and chatted casually with Gail for a few minutes before Gail went to wake up the kids. Rachel grumped but agreed to get up. Ethan showed his usual inability to regain consciousness easily. Sean objected loudly, claiming that he did not have to get up just because someone from 'that fuckin' place' said so.
While Gail still stood there arguing with the boy, Jake stormed into the room and effortlessly lifted Sean out of bed. That caused Sean considerable panic because his morning hardon stuck through the fly of the boxers that were all he wore. Jake held the boy from behind by his arms and made him stand facing his mother for a moment, unable to cover himself with his hands.
Motioning with his head for Gail to leave, Jake said to Sean from behind, in a menacing voice "I was sent by 'that fuckin' place' with a partner to ride herd on you kids today, mostly because of you. Seems you can't be trusted to do what you're told. Now, we've gotten off to a bad start, so I suggest you rethink your attitude right now.
"When you come downstairs to see your mother off, which you WILL do at 7:30, you WILL NOT make any critical, cutting, or derogatory remarks about your mother or you will be sorry. Do you understand?" Sean, totally bewildered and more than a little angry, just grunted. He might have said more but the way his arms were clamped made it clear that this man could handle him very easily. Actually, he was so upset about his cock sticking right out at his mother that he could hardly think of anything else. He had seen her look down right at it.
As she left Sean's room, Gail was more than a little shook up at seeing her son's erection. She had stopped where he could not see her but where she still had a good side view of it. Not bad. Not bad at all. If she could just keep him from turning into such a prick! Well, she had other things to worry about. Sean was going to get more than even in just a few minutes. She could not help a shiver and a buckling of the knees.
Rob rang the bell promptly at 7:30. One by one, the kids arrived in the front room with the predictable expressions of shock and amazement. Sean was the last one, and he was still gawking when Rob began explaining where Gail was going and why. As Rob was talking, everyone could see Sean's expression changing to a sneer.
When Rob stopped talking, Sean could not hold it back. "Is this supposed to get me excited, or something - seeing you like that? Not hardly. More likely to ruin my day."
Jake moved as if he had the move all planned out, which he later disclosed that he did. Kim was almost as fast. Jake grabbed Sean and bent him forward with his stomach over a chair arm that was just the right height. At the same time, Kim pulled Sean's boxers down to his ankles.
Sean yelped and struggled, but Jake used some sort of pressure hold that convinced him to keep still. Kim started slapping his bare buttocks, alternating between them.
Rachel was absolutely transfixed. Along with his other unsavory behavior, Sean had been doing his best to destroy her self-confidence. It would take a few moments, but she would soon find herself clapping with glee. That is until she noticed that she could see the end of his penis flopping around from her oblique angle. When she noticed that it had stopped flopping, more of it was visible, and it was not hanging down any more, she stopped clapping or even breathing.
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The morning after Ginny's 'night in heaven' was Saturday, and Cord was home for the weekend. Her husband, Perry, had been in bed asleep when she got home. She had no desire for any sexual activity with him then, anyway. Perry must have had a hangover because he did not move when she got up. Her first thought was about her kids and how they would feel about the night before. For herself, she was still high, with not a single regret. She had to be sure that she wasn't the only one. There...
Candy had been the driving force behind the plan for Jack to escort the four girls, herself, Cassie, Rachel, and Tess, to an assessment session. Only a full-fledged escort was allowed to take more than his or her own child through assessment, but Jack was now qualified. When Emma went about trying to schedule it for the girls, the staff objected to four at a time and would not back down. Naturally, Candy was quite upset, even to the point of forgetting the whole thing. She did not want to...
In the normal after assessment meeting with their teams, Katie and Stan got a surprise. "Your assessments were completely satisfactory for residence," Katie's team leader proclaimed. "We do have one demand, though, or you will not be accepted. Your children must not return to your former home, and you will not see them before you leave. "Mr. Morrison, we understand that you have a work commitment, and we will work that out. Mrs. Morrison, you are to be with your husband and the two of...
As the guys walked in the door Monday morning, Cord wrapped Ginny in a big hug. She pressed her body against him, wriggled sexily, and laid a lover's kiss on him. When the kiss ended, she laid her cheek against Cord's chest, looked toward Nick and gave him a shy grin. "I just love all my hunky guys so much!" She was probably aware that the short robe that was her only garment pulled open to all but expose a nipple. The bottom of the robe had also pulled up so Nick could not help but...
The onset of spring had not brought new hope to Ellie. She had given it everything she had, but it wasn't enough, and she just knew that Bert would not be coming back from this trip. Who left on business trips on Friday evening, anyway? It was the fifth time he had done that. She and Emma had talked endlessly about her marriage problems, of course, and she had been getting counseling. He wouldn't go. The counsellor had been brutally frank with her. "I believe Bert feels like he is in a...
It was Friday, March 27, 2020. Things were starting to get crazy with COVID-19. Kelly had been working from home that entire week. I was deemed “essential” and was overwhelmed at work trying to deal with a fast-moving situation. My stress level was beyond high. Intimate relations were absolute last on my list of things to worry about.When this whole thing was just a Chinese problem, we had begun a remodeling project of both of the bathrooms on the main floor. Several guys in the trades had been...
MatureSeit einer Woche Ausgangsperre.Auch die Puffs sind zu. Klaus hat Angst. Angst seinen Job zu verlieren. Angst nicht mehr ficken zu können. Die Stadt ist ausgestorben. Kein Mensch auf der Strasse. Keine Mädchen zu sehen. Tot. Traurig geht er durch die einsame Strasse. Da sieht es sie. Blonde lange Haare. Runder Mädchenarsch in hautengen Jeans. Buchfrei trotz kühler Temperatur. Weisse Jacke, ziemliche Oberweite. Pömps die klack klack einen festen selbstbewussten Schritt auf das Pflaster tagen. Nur...
Things unravelled quite differently, for me, in the past three days. I have been quarantined, have experienced panic and movie-like situations, and also had my first sexual experience. It has been quite eventful and exciting, although I feel guilty for the deeds I have done. I want to share my experience with someone but it is too dark a secret to tell to anyone. So, I am writing this story to the community here. This is my first story, so please let me know your response. It all started around...
I found love closer to home than I could possibly imagine and not in the way I ever thought possible, I have a very good job, my parents did everything they possibly could to help me, denying themselves holidays, using their savings to help me so failure was not an option for me and how do you repay that kind of commitment, March this year we thought mum had caught a cold but it wasn’t, it was this coronavirus, she died in hospital a couple of weeks later and me and dad were devastated along...
COVID-19 has affected virtually every aspect of our lives, so why should the way we watch porn be an exception? Not only are we watching more of it, but it’s all about hazmat suits, masks and gloves.In an article posted on Psychology Today, Dr. Martin J. Lehmiller writes that the virus has given porn consumption rates a boost. He refers to Pornhub — a free video sharing and pornography site — which reported a steady increase in March since lockdowns around the world began. In fact, on...
TO UNDERSTAND THIS STORY YOU NEED TO KNOW THE TV SOAP STORY CORONATION STREET. THE STORY IS FICTION ken looked at his granddaughter Amy and told her to go and get Simon for his tea, Amy begrudgingly went upstairs she put the landing light on but the bulb had still not been changed and the landing remained in darkness, Amy approached Simon’s room and stopped when she saw the door was ajar and Simon was standing naked his back to the door, Amy smiled as she admired Simon’s naked bum, to her joy...
It was a beautiful day on the famous Cobble street in Weatherfield, Bethany Platt had just sat down having just got in from work when there is a knock at the door.
Notes. This is my first TG story, so please, have mercy! I will forewarn that this is an identity death story. If you aren't a fan of the identity death genre, then please avoid giving criticism for that reason alone. But this is also meant to be a horror story. So if you enjoy horror stories then perhaps consider giving it a read. I wanted to avoid just jumping to the erotic scenes as quickly as possible, but if you are here for that, then jump to chapter seven. The story does...
Marnie was a small petite girl who at the time probably didn't weigh 90 pounds soaking wet. She had green eyes, curly chestnut hair that hung down to her shoulders and her tits were probably A cups and very perky. Marnie and I were speaking one day and our conversation turned to sexual in nature, Marnie said, "I want to get fucked and I want you to do it." Being a horny teenager, I eagerly agreed and we chose to meet at her house one afternoon. The night before, I could not get...
When my older cousin Jane came to stay with us for a week, I was thrilled. I was even more thrilled when I discovered that we would have the house alone for almost the entire week! At 22, Jane is about three and a half years older than me, with a lithe, slender body I'd always envied. She was a beauty, and already I knew that many guys were asking her out on dates. I somewhat envied her long legs, and large breasts. Mainly though, I was just happy to see her, since I had always looked up to...
IncestThe week of the full moon is nearly over by the time Rob and the twins return from their hunt. They bring back the head of four ferals, Rob killing two of them himself. And just as expected, Cyra calls for a celebration to be held. The hunts and following celebrations have been an ongoing tradition since Cyra’s grandmother started it. And like every celebration this one has a special show with random participants selected by Cyra. Normally a celebration like this one would be enjoyed to the...
The siege seemed to go on forever, much louder and more prolonged on the south side of the York than at Gloucester Point. It got so you could actually sleep while the deep-throated hammering went on and on. Those of us in Captain Foster's company had two weeks of rest for all practical purposes as we waited on the Bay side of the Point, the French side, near a small inlet, taking pot shot at targets of opportunity and hoping that Lord Cornwallis would try to make a run for it. Mostly we were...
At that time I lived in Benaras. College was about 15 km away from my house and I used to go to college by bicycle. Since the exams were from 7 in the morning , so I did not want to take the risk , I decided that I jerk my uncle , my uncle as a way to know each other well and we are going to stay with. Mama also said yes. 5 kilometres from their home to barely had my college. Tannu uncle had two daughters and Mannu. Mannu Tannu still was small but had grown up and had to give college exams. Her...
The week following the incident in the museum was like a living hell for Michael, she was constantly goading him on in the class room, many time causing him to cower behind his podium or his desk to hide the growing erection she aroused. The things she wore to his class, he knew were meant to tempt him. He had never seen her in anything but jeans and sweaters, but all of a sudden she was wearing tiny little skirts, very low cut sweaters, and jeans and t-shirts tight enough to make him have to...
It was a glorious spring afternoon! The main path that wound its way through the center of the Gardens was lined on either side by cherry trees that were in full bloom. The rain and wind from the night before had covered the asphalt path in a smattering of blossom petals that turned it into a sea of pink stars. We walked along the path together in silence for awhile, all three of us taking in the beautiful sites around us. Cocooned as I was beneath the lace parasols and surrounded my...
I’m 40 years old 6'2 180 dark hair and brown eyes. I work hard to stay in good shape going to the gym every day except Sundays. I'm a business professor at the local university. Natasha one of my students is 19 years old and absolutely breathtakingly beautiful. She is about 5'9 130 lbs very athletic, long blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, teeth so white and pure they seem transparent, long legs that seem to never end and an absolute perfection for an ass. I have never seen an ass...
Straight SexThis series of stories is dedicated to My love Linda. The Challenge here was to cum every day of this week. The Inspiration we got from Erotic talk over the phone, dirty thoughts about each other, adult videos and pictures. Characters involved in this series are Linda, Frank, Linda’s dad, Mature lady and her boy, our friend, passing by women. DAY 1 When I called Linda yesterday and she was going to work, we had a nice talk while driving. We did not have enough time to touch ourselves, as I...
A Life of a Barbie 1 This is my first story, I would like to hear from you! I'm not fluent in English, some sections of text were translated by the Google translator, someone who likes to stay interested in the history review it, I would greatly appreciate it! 1 A naughty sunshine came through the small gap between the dark curtains and bathed the room with its glow so inconvenient on a Saturday morning. The boy who was lying in that bed spacious and comfortable many...
Chapter 1 ‘John,’ Gill started the conversation rolling. Everyone at the bank referred to John Jacob Nicholls as John. It was his given first name, although his family always called him by an abbreviation of his middle name, as both his father and grandfather had been Johns. His great grandfather had been a Jacob, so were a number of uncles and strangely enough even a couple of great-aunts shared it as a middle name. There was no way that Gill would have known that, of course. ‘Everyone...
A high school hockey game: that’s exactly where I wanted to be on my Saturday night. What a fantastic waste of my time. I was only there to film it for the crappy local news, that makes two things I didn’t care about. I would have thought that leaving that shit of a town for my college in a distant state would have freed me from everything associated with my old high school, but there I was, back in my hometown. Of course, it seemed as if no one shared my opinion. The bleachers were packed, the...
He called her one last time as she was packing. ‘Don’t forget all your lingerie,’ he instructed. ‘Yes Sir,’ I replied. ‘What are you wearing on your way to me?’ he asked. ‘The shortest skirt I can find, no bra or panties and my tightest revealing top.’ ‘Good girl.’ ‘Thank you Master.’ ‘Now call me when you are on the train.’ ‘Yes Sir,’ she answered with a smile. She could feel her nipples growing hard and her pussy wet with anticipation of what will happen when she arrived. She called...
The Day I Became A Were-Woman By Jason Sommers I remember the day I became a were-woman, it was quite weird to be perfectly honest with you. It all started a couple of days ago as I was out hanging with my friends. We were in the movies when all of a sudden I felt a warm sensation in my crotch area. So I quickly got up and went into the washroom cause it felt like I peed in my pants, but when I pulled my pants down to investigate I received a shock as my dick was gone...
“It’s always so deserted out there, you know,” Janice said. “And I always feel so naughty doing it, too.” “Yeah,” I replied. My best friend Janice had just told me that she snuck out of her house at night to explore our neighborhood. “Of course, since it’s getting colder outside, we can’t go exploring outside much more this year.” She appeared to concede this point, although I sensed some hesitation there. “Hey, you wanna go out this Saturday night? You know, explore together?” I looked...
My wife had a night out with the girls. Judy is a stunning natural blond in her 29th year and my self am 30 this year when it all started. We had been married for 10 years and have two c***dren one 9 and one 7 both going to school.My wife had a night out with the girls and I stead home with the k**s.My wife looks like she had a heavy night with the girls as it was early morning when she got home it a hangover condition. It was just 11.00 am when she came too to see the day.Judy said they had a...
There she lay, all alone in the back yard on a hot summer’s day without a care in the world save for her tan. Dozing on one of the long, adjustable lawn chairs that allowed one to lie reasonably comfortably in the sun, the dark haired girl gave little thought to the fact that her parents wouldn’t be home for several more hours. In fact, as far as she was concerned, that brought several benefits. Even without being able to sunbathe topless with impunity, the fourteen-year-old felt a deep...
I'm Bill, forty-two years old, six feet tall, handsome, and what some would call a superchub or BHM (Big Handsome Man).I've been mostly with women but have enjoyed oral play with guys since I was in my late teens. Anyway, a few years ago, my friend Jim, who I'd get together with every now and then and suck off, was up for a threesome with a BBW. I always found them sexy so we placed an ad on Craigslist (when that was still a thing) and had a few replies.Nothing happened for almost a week, then...
BisexualMr. Shah ektu pore uthe bathroome gelen aar khoob taratari phire elen. Ami abar theke chan korar janno bathroome gelam. Ami jakhon chan kore beriye elam takhon Mr. Shah ghore theke chole giyechen aar Mr. Sen ghore bose chilen. Mr. Amake dekhe bollen, “Sonali, sattee tumi khoob bhalo. Mr. Shah tomar khoob proshonsha korchilen.” Ami bhablam keno korbe na. Uni kothaye eto boka meye paben jake matite jhunkiye uni chudte parben. Mr. Sen amake ekta envelop diye bollen, “eta tomar appointment letter,...
Its been an extraordinary 10 days. Last weekend K and I had a fantastic erotically charged couples time. We built a nest with three other couples in a room supported by tantric guides. We inhabitted that space and played with candles, and chocolate, and feathers, and oils together. It was bautiful. It was held in a perfect setting for us, and if there are any xhamsters who want to share and understand the special spaces we went to, in London - then do get in touch.For me it was also special. I...
PUTTING IT BACK TOGETHER When we came back, everyone looked grim. "Mach 2.1 over Fresno." Dad said, "That will teach the IRS." That lightened the mood. Mat looked at me and thought well back to The Food and Home Corps. "Let's wait and see." I said. We sat and ate. While we ate little conversations went on about how well we flew, or about the FAA turkey, or about Mary/Fran's temper. I got up. Cynthia tapped the side of her glass. "This has to stop." I said. "First, since we...
Terry By Todd The sunlight poured through the window and urged Terry to wake up. He had other ideas since it was Saturday morning. He pulled the pillow over his head as he rolled away from the window. It took Terry a few moments to realize that the noise he was hearing was someone knocking on his door. Finally he rolled out of bed and started for the door. As he looked through the peephole he saw his friend Susan and remember that he was supposed to go...
Hi readers. I’m Aryama. This is my story of how I became an to my wife and our shemale bull. We have been married for a year, but we have no children. The reason is my small 3-inch cock. Even though I used my cock in various ways, I could only use my fingers to make my wife moan. During the first year of our marriage, my wife cum from me only once. Let’s see about my wife. She’s a fair-skinned 5’9 Tamil Goddess. She has D-cup boobs and a huge bubbly booty. If she started walking in the middle...
The Maybach, six cylinder, 4 litre, gasoline engine poured columns of oily blue smoke into the chilly air. The fitful breeze carried it lazily into the surrounding trees. The SdKfz 251 rocked over the rough, unsealed road, its tracks creaking and groaning with the effort. Inside, six men sat rolling from side to side with the movement of the personnel carrier. They were dressed scruffily in variations of German Feldgrau police uniforms, all sported facial hair of some discription, and...
At first my wife was just your average pretty house wife. Five foot four one hundred pound blonde. Her blue eyes are very seductive and her legs never failed to attract attention from every guy around. My friends constantly asked how I scored such a hottie. I have no idea why she picked me to marry. I'm six one two hundred and twenty pounds but my penis is only four inches long when it's rock hard. I have a kinky side and over time I've been able to teach my once innocent wife some kinky stuff....
You Can By Amanda [email protected] "You can't be serious." "Oh go on!" "But I'll look stupid!" "Yes but we all will!" "But, but" "Now look, just because you are the only bloke working in our office is no excuse, the room has decided the charity fancy dress is to be St. Trinians. Don't worry, it's only a bit of fun. I've got the clothes from when Mary and I did it a couple of years ago, you're about the same size as us, go on, you'll enjoy it." "Do...
Changes Meet James Richardson he works as a laborer in a factory of the Straton corperation. He is well built and very good looking. Little does he know this is the last day he will be an adult or even a man. He is going to work like always. He is seldom if ever late to work. But today it is all going to change, perminatly. His day starts as every day does getting up eating a big breakfast ans then kissing his wife good bye. He then gets in his car and leaves for work. His...
You feel your body jolt forward and suddenly stop. You stumble around for a few steps as your head shakes and nausea sinks in. You bend over with your hands on your knees as you try to stabilize yourself while also not throwing up. After taking a few deep breaths your head starts to feel fine and the nausea goes away until you can finally stand upright again. As you do you look around and notice you’re surrounded by nothingness except whiteness. “Where the hell am I?” you openly ask even though...
Fantasy"42, 43, 44, and 45," counted the Professor as he stacked the bananas into the storage hut. "Not a bad haul, Gilligan." "There were more," said Gilligan sadly, "but the Skipper squashed some." "Well who's fault was that?" bellowed the Skipper hitting Gilligan with his hat, "What were you doing running in here like that?" "I saw Ginger and Mary Ann and I had to tell you quick." "You see Ginger and Mary Ann all the time Gilligan. That's no excuse for running in and dumping...
She let me go after that and I decided that it was late enough to make my next call. I knew a guy who worked out at the gym that did investigation services. “Otto,” I said when he answered. “Sorry to call you so early, but I need your help. Are you free?” “No, but I’m easy,” he joked in his thick German accent. We chuckled a bit at that and I got to the point. “Otto, my wife’s fucking around on me. I want so much evidence that I can hand her a ten pound book of pictures and a full spindle...
Standing up from the desk, chair scraping across the floor, I stretched my aching back. It had been a grueling eight hours straight of reviewing code and writing more and I was only a third the way done. I wasn't worried, though. These days I was taking my time. I didn't really need the income, my other published software programs providing more than enough. Leaving the small study I walked to the living room, pausing at the entrance. Weather was turned partly away from me towards the...
Dave woke with a start. He had been dreaming of the farm but now he was not there. As he regained his senses he realized that Fiona was asleep across his left arm. He was on his back. Tess and Drew were taking turns sucking his cock. His erect cock was throbbing under their lips. He was still a little confused. He had no idea what time it was, although he could tell it was morning as the sun was well and truly up. He now looked toward Tess and Drew and smiled at them. Drew had the head of his...
BisexualThe cloudy night sky was decorated with stars, most of them grouped and the rest spread all over. From the air, a tiny star seemed to travel along the ground, but it was actually a red Fiat Tempra, shining its lights as it drove towards a glamping site. And behind the wheel was an unlikely hero-to-be... 18-year-old Ormond Hill tapped his foot on the floor while listening to the somewhat pulse-pumping 'DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again'. He sang the chorus, "DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again!" with...
FantasyHi friends,really enjoy reading erotic sex stories here and felt to share my real life experience too. I am Raj,aged 32,working in a private marketing firm.i got married to Divya 2 years back .she is decent looking female but has good structure with wheatish complexion .she is very horny and both of us have good healthy sex life.This story is about the fun she had with my cousin and his friend. My cousin is Arvind ,38 yr old,divorcee,lives in Bangalore and has business of his own and very rich...
IncestAt the Faslane naval base, Jamie was scratching his head as he tried to weigh up the pros and cons of a new situation. The skills audit at Fort William had turned up seven teenagers who claimed to be fairly experienced with large pleasure boats. Each had had a father who was nuts about boats (and other large boy's toys) and the teenagers had spent a fair amount of time learning how to pilot and navigate the craft. When Jamie had asked Stuart where the skilled teenagers were, he had been...