Devlin
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Devlin stood at the rack in the lingerie department looking over the selection of panties. She hadn't planned on doing any shopping, but only minutes before, when she'd been putting gas in her car, a passing truck had splashed through a puddle, soaking her with freezing slush. Her coat was dry, but only because it was still in her car.
At the time she had been wearing her navy blue wool suit. That outfit was headed for the cleaners as soon as she got home. She had a dry pair of jeans and a sweatshirt in her overnight bag so she had clothes to wear, but her under things had been drenched and she didn't have anything left in her bag.
If she was going to stay at Emma's she wanted at least one pair of panties to wear. If she walked around without panties she'd end up on a mattress before she could think. She wanted something attractive and sexy; she was tired of 'granny panties'. She had never really paid attention to her panties - the only one who saw them was Danny, and she was with him she got out of them as quickly as possible. There were so many styles, everything from thongs to a white string bikini that barely covered the essentials. She pulled the bikini off the rack to examine it. The price tag was largest piece of material on the garment.
She selected three pairs: one was a black high-cut brief, one was the white bikini, and the third was a pair of red nylon briefs that were mostly lace. They were sexy and pretty, but without being ostentatious. Jeff would never see them; the two times they'd actually gone to bed together she'd worn her sleep shirt, when she'd finally put something on.
She drove to a Burger King and changed in the bathroom. On the way here she'd planned on driving straight back to Bloomington. She'd had some fun at Emma's, but there was too much temptation there. She wasn't sure she trusted herself. Emma, of course, had insisted that she come back.
"You'll have fun," Emma had said that morning as Devlin was preparing to leave. Emma was wearing a wrap that came down to her hips. Her hair was mussed and she smelled of sex.
"I already had fun," Devlin said, suppressing a yawn. "I had a lot of fun last night."
"So you'll have more fun tonight. We have a different crowd on Saturdays. They're a little more hardcore and a little more adventuresome."
She had looked at the older woman. "Emma, what can be harder than 30 or 40 people sharing sex in every room of your house?"
"It's a different crowd," Emma repeated. "A number of people come down from Chicago and we get a few from the Quad Cities. Last night's party was mostly local people. They've been in the lifestyle two, maybe three years, a lot of them started after you left. But tonight we have people who've been in the lifestyle for 10 years and more. One couple has been swinging since 1965."
"1965? That's more than 30 years ago, nearly 35."
"Yeah. They got started out in Southern California. You ought to hear some of their stories. When they started they met people who'd been swinging for 15 or more years, back when about all they had were condoms. You ought to come just to hear their stories."
She was intrigued in spite of herself. "Maybe. But won't I be the odd girl out?" Emma's parties were for couples.
"I don't think so. We have enough people that an extra woman really isn't noticeable."
"Umm, maybe. We'll see how it goes after my sales presentation. If the weather worsens enough I may not get that far and end up in a motel instead."
"I don't think it'll be that bad tonight," Emma said. "I'll count on seeing you tonight."
As Devlin drove south on US 61 she had a choice to make. If she turned left she'd get on I-80 and end up near Peru; from there it was only a few miles to Emma's. If she turned right she'd go around the Quad Cities and end up on the freeway to Peoria and Bloomington. When she got to the intersection she didn't hesitate. She picked I-80 and Emma's. She didn't try to explore her feelings. There was a storm coming in, the radio announcers repeated that so often she began to tune it out. She could see the snow blowing across the freeway. She wasn't sure heading south towards Peoria would have been a good idea.
What was the worst that could happen tonight? She'd curl up in the tub again, or sit and chat with someone. If the storm was bad enough she'd hang around until noon or 1; the State of Illinois would probably have the freeway plowed by then. She laughed. She'd brought her books; she might even get some studying done.
Did she want to take part in the fun? On one hand she did. It'd been two years, and while Danny was fun she wasn't getting what she wanted, what she needed. Her on-again, off-again relation with Jeff seemed to be mostly 'off-again'. She was getting tired of it. Something had to happen. She had been waiting for Jeff to do or say something. Maybe it was time for her to do something. She'd thought the guy was supposed to initiate things. Maybe she was wrong. This wasn't the 19th Century, she wasn't a wilting wallflower. It was 1999, and she was a woman of (semi-)independent means. Some might even say she was a 'liberated' woman, whatever that meant.
It looked like Danny was right: the only way she and Jeff were going to be together permanently was if she joined his church. They were kind of old-fashioned in a lot of things; she'd have to marry him to go to bed with him. They were probably against birth control, so they'd expect her to get pregnant right away. She wasn't sure she wanted that. Oh, she wanted children, but not now, not until she was out of school, married and somewhat settled down.
Was Danny right? Would they want her to drop out of school? That was an ugly thought. Could she marry Jeff and not do any of those things? His church seemed to be all-encompassing; they'd probably insist on her doing things their way.
She turned south on I-39 and began looking for her exit. It was dark and the snow was coming down heavily. Maybe it's a good thing I'll be spending the night at Emma's, she thought. I know I'll be safe, and if I have any trouble in the morning there'll be plenty of people around who could help me.
There weren't as many cars in the Grange's parking lot as there were on Friday nights. She checked her overnight bag before getting out of the car. It still wasn't too late to go find a motel, but somehow an evening studying and watching television in a cheap motel didn't sound very appealing. She thought of naked bodies, naked male bodies. Even if a motel had cable and racy movies the movies they showed were rather tame. They never showed a guy's butt or cock. Here she'd get to see them, and could indulge in all of her private fantasies.
"I'm glad you made it," Emma said when she opened the front door. "I wasn't sure you'd be here. It started coming down pretty heavily about mid-afternoon and I thought you'd end up in a motel."
"I almost did," Devlin said, shrugging out of her coat.
Emma held her out at arms-length and inspected her. "Not bad, dear. You actually make that sweatshirt look fashionable."
"You look hot," Devlin said. Emma was wearing a very short leather miniskirt with a slit that went just a touch too far, black nylons, knee-high black leather boots with a 4" heel, and a sheer black nylon top without a bra.
"Like it?" Emma turned, showing it off. "I found it in Las Vegas last year at the Lifestyles Convention."
"Panties? Or not?"
"That's for me to know and people to find out," Emma said, smiling.
"They might spoil the effect."
"Not if they're crotchless."
Devlin laughed. "Oh, you naughty woman."
"I know. God, isn't it fun? Now, dear, you're kind of over-dressed for this party. You should do something about that."
"Sure. Anything special I should be aware of?"
"Um, a couple of things I didn't cover last night. First, pretty much nobody uses a condom on Saturday nights. We mostly do on Friday nights, but..."
"Isn't that a little dangerous?"
Emma shook her head. "Not as much as you might think. The people here are all dedicated swingers, so they don't wander and try something or go with someone new unless it's here. They're a lot more careful with their health than anyone else." She smiled. "This makes Saturday nights a lot freer than Fridays, and a lot kinkier."
"Kinkier?"
"This crowd will give you a chance to try things you haven't done before."
"There aren't many things I haven't tried," Devlin said. "I tend to like my sex straight-forward."
"You don't like experimenting?" Emma asked as they walked into the Ladies Changing Room. "That's not the Devlin I remember."
"Quality is for my private life." Devlin pulled off her sweatshirt and shook her hair back into place. "In my social life I prefer the good old-fashioned sales approach: volume, volume, volume."
"Well, you'll find that, too. But like I said, feel free to try out new things tonight."
"Maybe." Devlin peeled out of her jeans and heavy wool socks. "God, that feels good." She wiggled her feet. "I love radiant heat."
"Every house we've had has had radiant heat," Emma said. "Tim didn't see the need for it, but then men don't have cold feet."
Devlin unfastened her bra and let it drop on the bed. She massaged her breasts gently; this bra was pinching, it was time to order a new one. As she brushed her hair back, shaking it so it hung down her back, she checked it in the mirror. Almost time to get a trim, especially her bangs. Maybe if she tried it without the bangs and the hair pulled back from her face... She'd have to think about that.
"All set to socialize?" Emma asked.
"I'll probably just circulate and end up in the hot tub like last night."
"You'll be missing out on a lot of fun." Emma saw someone coming down the stairs. "Well, I'll see you later. There's someone I said I'd spend some time with." She winked back at Devlin. "Have fun tonight, I'll see you in the morning."
"You, too." Devlin watched the older woman walk away. Do something different, eh? What could she do that she hadn't tried, at least once? That was the trouble with years of partying like this. She'd tried just about everything that interested her. What she really wanted was a dip in the hot tub and a good night's sleep.
"Huh, some party girl I am," she muttered. The movie room was down the hall; she had never seen an x-rated movie, maybe she could try that. She wasn't sure what the appeal of movies like that were, the R-rated movies always showed the girl in exquisite detail, though they stopped short of showing her sex. Instead they'd linger on her breasts. Quite frankly she saw enough breasts every day during bra fittings to lose any interest in them. She knew there was a fireplace in the movie room, and someone had told her they had a popcorn popper in there, too, the gift of someone from several years back. Popcorn and a movie. She laughed softly to herself. That sounded pretty good.
There were a half dozen people in the movie room. The lights were off, the fire was going, and the popcorn maker was popping away in the background. The people on the screen were going at it like crazy, and a couple on the couch were busy masturbating each other as they watched. Everyone else was sitting on the floor, watching the movie and eating popcorn from several large bowls.
The woman on the screen began moaning and thrashing. Then the guy screwing her pulled out and came all over the woman's tits and tummy. The couple on the couch made several interesting noises, followed by several sharp grunts from the guy as the credits rolled on the movie.
"What's next?" a woman asked.
"A European movie," a woman said, looking at the play list. "It's a German porno movie that's been dubbed."
"Is it one of those full of deep meaning?" a man asked. "I hate those."
"I don't think so," the woman replied. "It's supposed to be a historical drama set during the Middle Ages."
"At least it isn't one of those ghastly Italian ones with artistic merit," the man said. "Last month somebody brought a Fellini film that was so boring half the people left."
The movie opened with a close-up of a woman's pussy. "That looks interesting," someone said.
"Wait, it gets better," the woman replied. The camera pulled back slightly and a man's cock entered her. It soon became apparent this was some sort of meeting. The girl went from man to man during the meeting. After that it got confusing. Devlin lost track of the plot fairly early on. But the woman kept reappearing, and she kept taking every man who got within arms reach of her. Especially...
"I liked how she went from guy to guy while on horseback," a woman said as the credits rolled. "Her feet never touched the ground. That took ability."
"Yeah," another woman said, "acrobatic ability."
"Do you think she came?" the first woman asked. "For real, I mean."
"Maybe by the third or fourth guy, definitely by the fifth or sixth. They weren't lasting very long when she got on them."
The next movie started, and Devlin quickly lost interest and wandered out. A gal with blonde hair well past her shoulders joined her in the hall. "Had enough?" she asked with a glance at Devlin.
"It was boring," Devlin said. "I don't see what people see in them."
"Well, yeah. The producers are hoping that what you see on the screen covers the poor dialogue and crummy plot."
"There was a plot?"
The gal laughed. "Well, aside from girl meets boy after boy after boy, no."
"I've always wondered why you would want to watch something you could be doing yourself," Devlin said. She got a good look at the gal. She was an inch or so taller than Devlin, with straight blonde hair and a firm looking body with a small and well-rounded bottom and pretty good sized breasts topped with pink areola. Her skin was pale with just the faintest hint of a tan line at the base of her tummy. Her face was cute and her nose small and pert. She was wearing a pair of slippers and a slitted short skirt that showed off far more than it covered.
"You mean you can do it on a horse like that actress did?" the gal said, mischief twinkling in her blue eyes. "My hat's off to you."
Devlin laughed. "I don't think I'm that athletic. She was talented. And how could you pay attention to plot and the characters and things like that with all that screwing going on?"
"You just proved my point," the gal said. She held out her hand. "I'm Kristal," she said. "I prefer Kris or Krissi."
"I'm Devlin. So how did you end up paying attention to characters and stuff like that? Are you a film critic or something?"
"I'm a writer," Krissi said. "It's my job."
"Oh, really? What do you write?"
"Young Adult Romances," Krissi said with a slight twitch of her mouth. "My First Love, Teen Love and other genre stuff like that. I also write children's books. "The Big Kite" is one, and stuff like that. "Actually," she added, "I'm a college student as well as a writer."
"Oh? Where are you going to school?"
"Illinois State."
"Really? So am I."
They walked into the kitchen where Krissi stopped to get a glass of water. "I blew a guy a few minutes ago," she said. "And cum always makes me thirsty."
"It must be the salty taste that does that," Devlin said. "If I've swallowed a lot I'll get thirsty, too." She poured herself a glass of water and picked at some of the food in the buffet spread out on the kitchen counter. "I didn't have anything to eat since early afternoon."
"Looks good." Krissi took a slice of melon and a small sandwich. "So what are you majoring in?" she asked as she headed into the living room.
"I'm a Business major," Devlin said. She settled in a chair while Krissi folded her legs beneath her on the couch. "I'm a sophomore. I do a lot of in-home sales sessions and I want to move up in the company. A business degree will help me do that."
Krissi looked thoughtful. "A sophomore. That would make you, what, 19? 20?"
Devlin looked around. "19," she said in a low voice.
"So you're new at this," Krissi said, waving her hand to indicate the house, the party, and the lifestyle.
"Oh, no, I'm a veteran. I've been swinging since I was 15."
"You've been... what? 15?" Krissi looked startled. "But that would mean... I mean you were... isn't that illegal?"
"Yeah," Devlin said. "It's very illegal. But I never told anyone my age, and I knew what I was doing. I wasn't forced into it; I came into this out of curiosity and stayed because I enjoyed it."
"But... but..." Krissi shook her head. "And I thought I was pushing it because I've been involved since I was 19." She shook her head. "You know, the whole thing about a teenage swinger, it kind of makes me uncomfortable."
"The moment Emma found out she banned me from coming here."
"So, did she invite you back?"
Devlin nodded. "I'm 19, now, and that's old enough in this state."
Krissi thought about that. "How did you work it out?" she asked after a bit. "I thought the rule here was couples only, though I guess I'm an exception."
"An older man and I posed as a couple," Devlin said. "We're still sex partners, but Emma won't let him come back here."
"Is he married?"
"He's married, and his wife not only knows, she approves. She thought it was better that he was getting it from the girl next door rather than chasing hookers or hanging out in bars." She smiled. "He's as over-sexed as I am."
"You consider yourself over-sexed?" Krissi smiled. "Forgive the questions. I'm doing interviews for a paper I'm writing on the Lifestyle for a Anthro class I'm taking. What makes you think you're over-sexed?"
Devlin pursed her lips. "By the standards of the average woman in Western Culture I am definitely over-sexed. I enjoy sex and I do it as often as I can." She thought of the way she and Danny had discussed their schedules. "I even put it into my weekly planner so I make sure I have it."
"That doesn't make you over-sexed, Devlin, it just means you have a more active sex life than the average woman."
"Isn't that pretty much the same thing?"
Krissi looked surprised. "Maybe yes, and maybe no."
"That's hair-splitting. It is, or it isn't. I am, or I'm not. I'm not too open about it. I have a boyfriend, and the other girls in the dorm know I sleep with him from time to time. But I also have sex three times a week with the guy I shared sex with every day when I was in high school, and they don't know about that.
"You made love every day when you were in high school?"
Devlin shook her head. "No, it wasn't love. I like him, I'm even fond of him. No, we shared sex. I'd come home from school and, after my mother left for work, I'd go over to his place. I'd help his wife, help clean up around their house, things like that. And then after dinner we'd go up to their bedroom and screw like bunnies. Sometimes we'd only do it once or twice, but sometimes we'd do it until it was almost time for my mother to get home. And some nights I'd go back to my room and masturbate afterwards."
"Wow," Krissi said, "I'll agree that in your case your libido is in high gear." She shook her head. "Every day? And then twice a month here? Didn't you ever get tired of it? I've met some women who have."
"Not really," Devlin said, shaking her head. "I love the way it makes me feel, I love the way I feel when I'm doing it, and I love the way I feel afterwards." She looked at Krissi, suddenly thinking of what the girl had said. "Do you ever get tired of it?"
"Not on your life," Krissi said with a laugh. "There's too much variety for me to ever get bored with sex. I suppose, if I was a guy, I might, get bored. They only have a couple of ways to do it, though that never seems to stop them. It's not like it is with a gal."
"Only a couple of ways? Are you bi or something?"
"Sort of, well, slightly. Are you? A number of women in the lifestyle are, at least a little bit. It's not as common as guys think."
"No, I didn't know that. I thought most of us were straight, like me. How did you end up discovering your were bi?"
Krissi's laugh was soft. "I tried it," she said simply. "I was curious, so I thought I'd try it. When I did I found out I liked it. Have you ever tried it with a woman?"
"Once. I really didn't care for it."
"I take it you're orgasmic with men?" Devlin nodded. "Silly question, you wouldn't have had sex so often if you weren't. Let me ask it this way. Do you cum from intercourse?"
"Most of the time," Devlin said. "I guess I'm one of the lucky ones."
"Yeah, I read that about 1 woman in 3 cums from intercourse. The rest don't, and nobody's figured out why."
"So why are you in the lifestyle?" Devlin asked.
"For the variety. Every time I come here I'm with a different guy. I like that."
"So, how did you get into it? Danny and Sue told me stories - they were in it before she was injured in an auto accident. I read stories, I looked at the pictures, and I got interested."
"I was curious," Krissi said. "I read about it and wanted to find out." She laughed softly, looking down. "I was so pure in high school. I couldn't wait to start having sex."
"Why didn't you? A lot of girls do when they're in high school."
"I wanted to, but my parents monitored me rather closely. I was a virgin until I was 18."
"That long?" Devlin blinked in surprise.
"I waited until I started college. Two days after my 18th birthday was the day." Krissi smiled at the memory. "I have to say, my first time didn't live up to all the advanced billing. I thought there was something wrong with me. Fortunately my roommate suggested I try a different guy, one who was a lot more experienced. That made all the difference in the world. And it taught me to separate physical attraction from love.
"Of course since I spent most of my high school years in Europe I had already learned that. My father was in the Foreign Service and I went to high school in the Netherlands."
"I take it you're not married."
"No. I guess that makes two of us."
"Boyfriend?"
"Sort of, but not really. I think that's one of the reasons I tried bi, but women can be as clinging as any guy, and twice as bitchy. How about you, when did you start?"
"I was 13," Devlin said. "I saw the boy who lived next door. He was naked and jerking off, and I was fascinated. One thing led to another, we started mutually masturbating each other, and eventually we tried it. It hurt, but after a couple of times it felt a lot better. And, oh, about the third or fourth time, I came. I'd about worn him out, and he lasted and lasted, and I thought that was the key. The guy had to last long enough for the gal to get off."
"That could be," Krissi nodded. "My own opinion is that most women would cum from intercourse, but the guy cums while they're still getting worked up, and then he's done, and that's that. And after a couple of tries she expects it to happen that way, and so it does. It's sort of a revolving cycle that feeds on itself."
"And then there are the poor girls who've never cum at all," Devlin said.
"Yeah. Their mothers, or aunts or somebody has some serious answering to do." She shook her head. "Those poor girls."
A couple came into the living room and headed for the couch. He was an older man with a shock of unruly white hair and skin that was almost bright pink. She was small and slender with dusty skin and long black hair. But for her breasts and hips Devlin would have thought her a just a girl.
"Who's that?" Devlin asked quietly as the gal bent over and began sucking the guy's cock.
"That's Amnita. She and her husband have been coming here since before I started. She's Filipino, or half-Filipino."
Amnita quickly got the man hard. She sat in his lap, letting him play with her breasts while her hand kept playing with him. Devlin got a look at his erection when Amnita rose up and guided him to her entrance. His cock seemed to dwarf Amnita's hand. With much squirming and bouncing she got him all the way in her. And then she began moving up and down on him.
"She's so small I didn't think she could take him," Devlin said quietly. She could feel a stirring deep beneath her tummy, and her nipples were suddenly itchy.
"There are a couple of guys even bigger than Clint," Krissi said, watching Amnita bounce and twist. "And I've seen her take them. She's got to have the most elastic insides of any gal here."
They watched them in silence. Eventually Amnita began to speed up. Then she leaned against Clint, burying her face in his shoulder, breathing hard. He held her until her breathing steadied, then picked her up effortlessly, and lay her on the chair with her legs clinging to his hips. He put it to her vigorously, her little breasts bouncing and jerking with each thrust. She stared up into his face, her hands clinging to his arms, and her hips rising to meet his every thrust.
Amnita closed her eyes and bit her lip. Clint moved faster, finally cumming with almost a bellow. Her legs slipped to the floor as he slumped over her. The two lay there enmeshed in each other and breathing hard.
"Ummm, that was interesting," Krissi said, fondling her breast.
"Arousing is more like it," Devlin said.
"Yeah, I can tell," Krissi said with a glance at Devlin's breasts.
Devlin looked down. Her nipples were sticking out, not quite tight, but certainly aroused. "Well, yeah," Devlin laughed. "A performance like that certainly can get you worked up."
"We should go find someone," Krissi said. "I had a guy just after I got here, and I blew a guy an hour or so ago, but I've been awfully tame tonight."
Devlin glanced at the clock. "It's almost 9 o'clock. I've been here more than an hour and I haven't been with a guy yet."
"Are you feeling sick?" Krissi cast a glance at her. "You've been at a sex party for over an hour and you haven't gotten laid yet?"
"Well, I've been trying to stay true to my boyfriend and-"
"What?" Krissi stepped back, searching Devlin's face. "Let me get this right: you're having sex with a guy three times a week, a guy, I might add, who's not your boyfriend. And yet you're not going to get laid at a sex party because you want to stay true to your boyfriend? Am I hearing that right?"
"When you put it that way it does sound stupid."
"It sounds more than stupid. It sounds kind of two-faced."
"Well..."
"Well..." Krissi mimicked, "if you're getting it three times a week your boyfriend must not be taking care of you."
"He's not," Devlin said in a low voice.
"Ah-ha! When was the last time you were with him... in bed I mean."
"Um, a month ago, maybe a little longer."
Krissi laughed. "Girl, you're going to dry up and blow away from neglect." She grabbed Devlin's arm. "At the very least get some finger action. I'm sure there are guys here who would be more than willing to play a bit with you. You don't have to do it with them, either. After all, the President himself has said that masturbating someone, or even sucking them off, isn't sex."
"Well..." Devlin stared at a couple in the dining room. The woman had sucked the guy hard, and now was leaning back on the dining room table as he entered her. That looked so hot, and she loved the way his balls seemed to swing back and forth as he put it to her.
Amnita and the guy, Clint, were doing it again. Amnita was on her hands and knees and the guy was pounding into her. The semen from his earlier climax was slipping down the girl's legs. She was resting her head on the cushions and giving a soft "oh!" every time he thrust into her. As they watched she caught her breath, her face tense and her eyes closed. Then she let out a soft wail.
Clint suddenly pulled out. Amnita rolled over, sucking him briefly before spreading her legs. He slid back into her. She rose to meet him, their bodies slapping together repeatedly. Finally Clint arched back, grimacing as he came. They slowed to a halt, both grinning and breathing hard.
"If that doesn't get you in the mood, nothing will," Krissi said. Clint had pulled back and they could see his jism oozing from Amnita's sex.
"I don't know..."
"Do you know the next time you're going to get any?"
Devlin thought about that. Danny was going to be too busy with Sue, and as for Jeff, who could tell?
"Well... no."
"Women weren't meant to be nuns, at least involuntarily. You should get some while you can. At least here you know it'll be just for fun, and it'll be good for you, too. Nothing fixes the problems in a girl's life like a good climax."
"You make it sound like a prescription. Have two orgasms and call me in the morning."
"A lot of women might be better off if they followed that prescription. What's stopped them in the past has been the very real chance they'd make a baby. Now that that's a lot less likely, more women should engage in sex. They'd be a lot happier and healthier if they did."
"Sounds like you're up on your soap-box again," Amnita said. She'd disentangled herself from Clint and was wiping her thighs with a tissue. "Some nights she gets quite militant."
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AnalJamie took Susan by the arm and marched her out of the big house. He didn't care to stay any longer after his brief but bitter scene with his mother, and he could see that John and Tricia were deep in the midst of a father-daughter conversation that he wanted no part of. His mother was still sulking somewhere and Ike had disappeared. The cool night mountain air did nothing to dispel his anger, and his mother's words kept going round and round in his head until he felt dizzy. All that wine...
Lucy was lazing around in the living room when she heard Belle drunkenly try to scrape the key in the front door’s lock. She heard giggling – a second voice. A woman’s. Lucy put her tattered copy of Asimov’s Second Foundation down on the coffee table and owled the door with interest, her nylon legs sprawled across the arm of the sofa. Lucy and Belle were both avid readers. Between them they made their way through perhaps 8 to 12 books a month. More, when they had no university deadlines or...
TO HAVE AND TO HOLD By Trisha PREFACE Here are the final two chapters of the story. I originally thought it would take more time to complete them, but then I guess i got inspired. I not only finished them quickly, but I am pretty happy with the result. As always, thanks for any comments. CHAPTER TWO So Celia and "Natasha" came over that evening, just as it got dark outside. Lauren had by then come home and changed into an attractive black dress. For my part, I...
The beginning : After the end of yet another unsatisfying relationship I just wanted somethingdifferent, something special. I didn't know what and I didn't know how to findit, but I was 32 years old and hadn't had a truly satisfying sex life and Iwanted what I read about in books and magazines, if they could find it whycan't I? I'd been to a wedding the previous week, they bride and groom had met viaa chat room on the internet, it seemed improbable that I would meet someonethat way but I...
The Deception of Choice. Episode Three, comprising Chapters 6, 7, & 8. Preamble Some light is cast onto the general background, but not enough to provide real illumination. And, alas, none appears at the end of the tunnel for David. Indeed it is generally a rather dark episode; with nothing in it to provide comfort for those who enjoy a happy ending. Although I suppose such depends on your point of view and where your sympathies lie. With the Foundation or with...
It was late morning when I started out. The Others' and their captives were well over two hours in front of me. I followed their trail into an area that I had never been before when hunting with the other villager men. I now realized that the villagers avoided this sector and made a guess as to why. I wanted to move faster and talked myself into doing that after deciding that the Others would not watch their back trail because the villagers never pursued them. After I had gone about ten...
DContinue from part 1.. After the exciting moment that we has gone through, she ask me to stand on my feet then pull her up. She pick the towel that she wear earlier and handle it to me, but later she changed her mind and take it back then throw it on the floor. Maam: "Let clean ourself. I smell like a slut already "You are a slut. I said to my self then smile at her. Me: "alright! Let go" Then she put her hand at my dick and pull it and ask me to follow her to the bathroom. Me: "You know what,...
Allison was pretty good that week – even though on Monday Diana invited her to join in with her and Chad again. Her friend seemed understanding that she didn’t want to crawl into bed with any new guys, but her refusal to have another threesome with her and Chad made her friend a little confused. Later that night Allison explained the reasons for it to her and she seemed to understand… although the mischievous parts of her couldn’t help but test Allison. Tuesday morning when Allison walked by...
Hello Everyone. First of all, sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes. This is my first story and not the first experience. I would like to describe both the characters in this story. Me. 5.10 athletic built, regular gym guy. Longbeard, muscular body types and 6 inches of tool 3 inches in diameter. Baby. 5.4 height. Fair. 34c long hair. So this is a story between me and one of my friend. Let’s call her baby. So I and baby use to talk a lot. We hardly use to meet because of her family being...
We had known each other for a couple of years, and I had admired her taut little body from across the room on many occasions. She was the wife of a college friend, and therefore off-limits. But she was still a hottie, and the subject of much fantasy and the topic of much lewd banter between males. She had always been friendly, even flirty on occasion. I knew of her husband's wayward ventures with other women, wondering why he would do such a thing with Dana at home. Time went on, Dana's husband...
It felt like I had been traveling non-stop since school was out. I had three weeks but wanted to get back to school and get everything ready. Cathy drove up with me on a Tuesday morning, because she had an appointment with a counselor to go over her schedule. I dropped her off and she went to the admin building to find her counselor. I knocked on the door of my apartment but no one answered. I had a key so it was no big deal. I walked in and the place was in decent shape. I walked back to the...
Kat asked, “What about the tenth house on our circle of homes. I know we believe that someone else might join us, but has there been any thoughts about it, or who, or timing?” Ty shrugged along with Dave. He responded, “There are no plans for it, but it easily fit in the design of the Circle. Owen will be the official owner of the home, but it’ll remain mostly unfinished inside awaiting residents who want to pick their decorating and appliances throughout. If you have any ideas, please talk...
12th July 2004 "I promised Mrs. McCready you would help her move into her new house. You don't mind do you Derek?" It was typical of my mother to volunteer me without asking first. "But I planned on going over to Sandswick this afternoon mother," I protested. "Oh there'll be plenty of times you can go there. You've still two months left before you start work and the woman really needs someone strong to help her clear all the old stuff from poor Miss Read's old house. Finish your...
Hello readers, I am Nik, a 21-year-old guy from Bangalore. I am 5.8 feet tall, have a 12 cm monstrous cock (when erect), with a fair complexion, hairy and chubby body. I love to have sex with all – men, women, and also the third gender. My family is an orthodox family (Hindu-Gowda). They are very religious, and getting opportunities for sex is really difficult. Pornography and the internet have taught me all about sex. I have a lot of sexual fantasies and desires in all categories of sex, which...
After that first night in the hotel, I pretty much become my wife's little sissie boy. I submitted to what ever she wanted. She even started pegging me. I had not cum in two weeks. Ben had not given me permission yet.On sunday I was summoned to Ben's house. He has a very nice house. I was instructed to do some work around his house. I cut his lawn, cleaned out flower beds, cleaned out his garage, and I cleaned his pool for some people that were coming over to watch the games with him later in...
A bed full of dancers made for an athletic, graceful, sweaty, exhausting and ecstatic orgy. Two wives, two angels, one overlapping in the wife column, a former lesbian couple also with an overlap, a redheaded Amazon who had joined us in Boston, a second male, a very handsome and strong Lakota warrior, with Lindy of course directing it all. Only the gay contingent, and the June/September couple amongst all the dancers were absent. Eva’s and Miwa’s dildos brought two more tools for deep...
Julie 3 Part 1 – Cheerleader Party Another beautiful Wednesday afternoon, the summer before my sophomore year of high school. Usually, on a day like this, I would have a gang of people from the gym over wasting time between workouts. Today, however, I skipped practice. I was just burnt out and needed a day off. It had been a crazy summer so far. I decided it was just going to be a day to sleep late, go out and relax by the pool, maybe work on my tan. My parents and older brother were all...
Kuch din pehle hamari purani kaamwali kaam chodkar apne gaon chali gayi…. Toh mummy ne ek nayi kaam wali rakh lee jiska naam Sheela hai. Puraani kaamwali itni sexy nahi thi, lekin Sheela ek Javaan nepaalan(nepalese)thi. Uska badan kafi slim aur khoobsurat tha. Specially uski kamar bahut slim aur lacheeli thi. Uske chootar ki shape dekh-kar hi unhe masalne ka dil karta tha. Uske honth (lips) kafi slim aur rasile thhe. Uska badan bina hair- remover use kiye hi hairless tha. Uske choochiyaan to...
(Author's Note: Every comment, suggestion, and question is listened to and appreciated! Don't be afraid to message me or drop a comment if you'd like to say something to me. I do it for you guys any feedback is appreciated and welcomed! Enjoy!) Prologue For hundreds of years scientists hypothesized that intelligent life existed among the stars, but with each decade that seems less and less likely. The notion seemed so likely. If given enough time, humanity would encounter a species as smart or...
Grace slipped inside the captain's cabin and borrowed his scissors to trim her hair even more so she gave off a boyish appearance. She had paused in the hallway and caught up some black grease from the pistons to smear on her face and neck to make it look like she was a truly "dirty" little grease monkey cabin boy with no regard for his personal hygiene. It the pirates were preparing to board the merchant vessel, she might escape their lust for female flesh if her disguise as a cabin boy...
"So ... Giant squirrels." Sam looked around the campfire. It felt good to be back on land, in the wilderness, away from civilization and all that it created. Back in control, somewhat, of her destiny. She only wished Jack was there, sitting next to her. His hand on her leg, strong fingers writing secret words meant only for her. Someday... "I will be honest," Lil said, "now that the damned compass has, finally, done more than just point ... I'm scared." She hugged herself, despite...
Chapter 16Chrissie & KateIt was the end of our first day of the working week and mommy and Isneaked into one of the empty rooms, locked the door and climbed on thebed. She lewdly spread her legs allowing me to lick her pussy clean,savouring the scent of her juices and the remnants of the many men whohad been inside her. She let me tease her clit briefly but was toosensitive to let me carry her to a climax. After I was finished I wipedmy lips with my hand and looked down at my mother's...
There’s a first time for everything, and this time around it’s you, the virgin, getting de-flowered by your classmate Chloe Scott! It’s ok that you haven’t done it yet, because Chloe’s got that covered when she gives you a note for where to meet her. So you do, and she’s ready to fuck! Don’t be nervous,, though, Chloe’s going to go easy on you…until you get hard! Once you are following a sloppy college-girl blowjob, the sexy blonde coed is going to give you and your dick an unforgettable...
xmoviesforyouOn the way back to the far side of the park, I called the auto parts store to get the fuel pump for the Daniels car. I also ordered the other stuff to tune and service it. I asked about the shaft and housing and they said they could get it, but it would not be available until tomorrow. I told them to order it for me, along with the service materials for the car. I pleaded, "Could you bring me the fuel pump and the other goodies. Tell the gate guard that I'm at the Daniels and Kelly places....
This is a part 2 and I am not reviewing 1 here. If you want to understand how we got here and who we are, read this story first.https://xhamster.com/stories/meetup-with-ted-and-tina-9733149As I was lying there with my eyes closed, the world was spinning around and around and even though I could hear voices, they were not familiar and yet I felt I should know them. I tried to open my eyes but the light was there and I really did not like it. That was when I heard a woman's voice say, "But if we...
We ate our lunch and as we finished, decided to go for a canoe ride. June and I took Sunshine, Jack and Alice were by themselves because of their size, Charlie and Jill took Agnes and we borrowed another canoe for Jeff and Jill. This time we paddled across the lake to some beautiful bluffs. I was getting used to constantly describing everything I saw. Hopefully Sunshine understood my attempt at the scenery. Actually it was fun verbalizing the beauty I saw. Hopefully I conveyed how I felt and...
Village Tales Book 1 A Measure of Breeding Alexia: Persuasions and Passions Part 4 6. The Slave Market Alexia awakened to find herself and other women she had travelled with, in a large bare warehouse. She was saddened that Wanda, the only person in her wagon she knew, was no longer with them. Wanda had been taken from the wagon one night by a brutish looking man and never returned. Although she realized that Wanda was probably better off now than being here in this cold building, it would...
Matt and Courtney sat in one of the alcoves, the couple looking out at the snow-covered mountains, Matt with a cup of coffee and Courtney with a cup of hot tea. "You're being awfully quiet," the Alpha said to his wife. Courtney broke off her stare of the outside world and turned her gaze to her husband's smiling face. "We went to the moon," she whispered. Then shaking her head, "Astronauts go to the moon; normal people don't. It was ... It was..." She wound down and just looked at...
it's been some time since i made you come in the garage. neither of us has said anything about it. to anyone, or eachother. i know you'll be home alone this weekend, all weekend. you just happened to post it on facebook. totally innocently of course.i text you to ask if it's convenient to pop around and drop off that film you lent me 3 years ago. you reply saying to give you half an hour to get sorted. within 15 mins i'm closing your porch door behind me and letting myself into your open house....
The night was late, and the streets were dark and lonely as I was driving home from a friend’s house on an average Saturday night. Average, for me at least, was drinking and having a good time with a group of friends and then going home to sleep it off until late the next day. Sunday was my hangover day, of course, and I would lie around all day wishing I hadn’t gotten so drunk the night before. This Saturday night, however, I was sober enough to drive myself home. At least that’s what I...
Sex on the lawnChapter 2On the way to a new lifeAs I was in my kitchen I got two tins of Lager and light a fag, then I went back outside as I walked past my car Tammy started to laugh, by now she had no clothes on at all and her pussy shorn in the sunshine like a star, “what’s so funny” I asked “I’ve always wanted to see what a man’s cock looked like wondering around in the open air semi hard and shining and what that sister of mine would say if she could see us now” she said “I don’t really...
Dosto mera naam sarthak hai.. Main delhi ka rehne wala hoon aur mere mama mami bhi delhi me hi rehte hai .. Pehle me apko intro de due hare figures ke baare me .. Me almost 6 feet ka hoon air mere lund ka size 5.9 inch hai .. Sach me itta hi hai kai stories me log size 8- 9 inches likh dete hai jo ki india me pana mushkil issue uss story ke fake hone ka shak rehta chalo ab meri mami pe ate hai unka naam samayra hai kya lagti hai 34 b ke boobs mast gaand esi ki man kare saali ko ulta patak ke...
Hello to all horny readers of ISS. Myself, Vinod from Hyderabad. I am working in an MNC and my current age is 28 years. The hottest part of the story started 6 years ago between me and my friend. This is not just a story about sex but friendship and love. I could not find exact category for this story so I am posting this in the category “Girl Friend” Well we are a close group of friends during our engineering days. The names are Pradeep, Silpa, Chaitanya and myself (Vinod). As soon as we...
I am a freelancer computer software developer from Surat. I want to share one of my experiences with you all. I am 30 tall muscular guy with circumcised tool 7″ long and 2″ thick. Once I was told by one of my client that he has bought new computer at home and he want his software to be installed at home as well. I agreed and went to his home coming Sunday from that discussion. Their maid opened the door for me and I told her that I am here to see Mr.XYZ. She said 1 min rukye and came back after...
The morning after Kim’s return from Mexico, I wandered into the dining room, where brilliant sunshine blasted in from the desert. Two nymphs in football shirts had the coffee going and were setting the table. I fondled each behind in turn and declared my instant lust for them. I was handed a tall glass of orange juice and asked what exotic place I was taking them for ravishment. I stood in the window and pondered my choices. There was much work today, and Sarah needed to get Karen and Marty...
The next morning Kalpana was the first to come down. She did not see Ashik or his mother till late in the morning. She went ahead preparing breakfast and it was half past eight when her mother-in-law appeared. She was late by three hours and this confirmed her suspicion that something had materialized between them, last night. Hurriedly she finished cooking and set the table for Ashik. Down came Ashik dressed to leave for his office. He was looking handsomely rugged and his face glowed with...
Hmm. So, Lena isn’t ignoring everyone, after all. Interesting. The girls were introducing themselves, well except for Lena in the front passenger seat. I almost caused us to wreck when Vicki noticed that Sam was naked under her skirt. That got into a whole long discussion about why. Fran mentioned her getting hot and bothered, for the first time, so they began talking about their magic on and off switches. I could tell Lena was listening while acting like she wasn’t. I know that look on...
This is based on real incidents, spanning over several years, so patience & sensitivity is urged from the readers. The story starts in a Medical college, where Arnab meets Natasha. Arnab is a handsome, fair & a fit guy, while Natasha is a slight dusky, quite curvy with right amounts of fats in right regions, making her very desirable & sensuous. They are young, beautiful, hence fall in love, soon. Since for both, it was their first relationship, they began their sexual endeavors quite slowly....
Chapter 38. Medic I heard the shots coming from the principal’s office. I hurried down the hallway and ordered all the teachers and students to get into a classroom and lock the door. Before I got to mine I saw that the special education teacher was having trouble getting her students into her room. I had to chase one down and drag him back. The shooter saw me before I got to my classroom door and fired at me. I didn’t have time to close the door before he got there so I grabbed my fire...
It had been over a month since Ron had last made love to his niece, Lisa. Of course, it had also been a month since he had last even seen her as well because every time he saw her, they ended up having sex. He moped around his apartment, trying to get his mind off her. She was driving him crazy without doing a thing! He remembered the day she showed up at his workplace. Her shorts a little too short, her top a little too tight, her hug a little too long and that kiss. His coworkers stared as...
You’re finally home. My rapid heartbeat is so loud in my ears; I can hardly hear the sound of the door in the other room open and close. I sit up on the bed as I listen to you re-lock the door and then the sound of the keys clanking on the table in the living room. By the time your frame shadows the open bedroom door, I’m sitting up on my knees with my legs slightly spread open. An odd thought goes through my mind. I’m wondering if you were thinking to yourself if you left the bedroom...
Hey friends ye kahani jab meri gita ke sath engagment hui uske baad ki hai yaani ki shadi se pehle ki jab meri engagement hui to mai har sunday gita se milne jata tha hum log kahi na kahi gumne jaya karte the aur mauka pate hi sexki bate karte the aur pyar karte the. Ek baar aise hi hum dono bate karte the tab maine kaha ki gita kya tumne kabi blue film ya nange photo dekhe hai? Gita: nai maine nai dekha kya hota hai usme? Mai: are bahut maja aata hai dekhne me.bade bade lund wale mard tere...
Janet was late for work again, her cell alarm had failed to wake her and as a result she was rushing toward the elevator after crashing through her apartment to get ready. She had a bagel in her mouth, her messenger bag slung haphazardly over her shoulder, and a sealed cup of coffee in her hand. She pushed the elevator button repeatedly as though that would have the magic effect of making it open and took a bite of her bagel. She heard the familiar ding and finally the doors opened. She...
Starting the program the screen comes to life and I get a view of the whole area outside the apartment, Zak tells me ‘Use the controls on the screen to move the camera and zoom in or out, I know it’s not great but hopefully it will relieve some of your boredom’. So saying he goes back to work. After what seems like days but in fact is only a few hours, I decide to try out the camera, running the program again I pan it round and zoom in and out of views, at one time I spend a little while...
I was set to meet my wife at the neighbors costume party, the night of Halloween. We had planned to both dress up as characters from Star Wars, my wife would be Princess Leia, and I was a Yoda, complete with mask. I had to work that day, so I brought my costume with me to the office. As the day dragged on, my work seemed never ending. Just as it was time to leave, a client called with a crisis. I was stuck, and knew I would be late for the party. Then things got even worse. When the client...
There are mostly just dogs at this shelter. This city has a no kill policy so some of the dogs have been here a very long time. Those long timers have become our best friends. We feed them and care for them daily and they depend on us for everything. Some of the male dogs are quite large and muscular. I think they are just naturally muscled since they really don’t get much exercise in the cages. One of the males we call Spirit. He is a brute, but gentle. He has short hair, and is...
My best friend Tony and I grew up next door. We have been best friends since the first grade. Tony and I are both 19 now. My mom and dad divorced when I was very young and I lived with my dad. Growing up without a mom was hard. Tony’s mom, Mrs. C. always insisted I call her mom, I think she felt sorry for me and tried to be the surrogate mom that I didn’t have since my own mom remarried and moved out of the country. I was over Tony’s house every day since my dad worked long hours. Mrs. C....
I’ve been into the cuckolding thing for at least two years now, my current girlfriend was aware of it because she saw some porn and it was awkward but she let it go. The porn she happened to find was interracial, and according to her it was a factor in what happened. A little over a year ago, I came home from a fishing trip early, there was a car parked in my driveway that I didn’t know but I just suspected it was a friend of hers. Speaking of her friends, I spoke to one of her closest friends...
Despite what Briony had said Tom rang Angela from the station car park on his way to work. "Hello, Angela. It's Tom Clifford. Sorry to ring so early," he began. "Nonsense, Tom. You must think I'm a slugabed." She laughed cheerfully. "What can I do for you?" "Your conversation with Briony yesterday has me worried. I've never really trusted Clive after the first time he met her but do you really think that he'd be up to abduction or rape?" "If you'd asked me six months ago,...
Hello ladies, a short intro about me before my story of sex with classmate. I am Gagan Gowda. I am from Bangalore. I am 25 years old and 6 feet tall, with a muscular and athletic body. I hit the gym every day (not now because of COVID-19). But now I work out at home. I am dusky-colored. I work in an IT MNC firm. I will be narrating a true story that happened in January 2021. So ladies, shut off the drapes, dim the lights and pull out your panties and get ready to sense the tingle down...
Feeling Torn - 19/02/20Sarah and I got together twenty years ago. I was thirty. She was twenty. We had nothing. I lived hand to mouth just to climb. She worked pubs. I met her in a pub. We hit it off straight away. Love at first sight for her, so she says. A couple of days after we first met, I was leaving the pub that she worked in. She said ‘Where are you going?’I said ‘Home. Where should I be going?’‘In my knickers.’So that’s where I went. Somehow together we built a great life in climbing...