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"Oh yeah? That's awesome, I for sure wouldn't recognize a celebrity if I randomly ran into them. Ha! Well cheer's thanks for the drink!" James said as their glasses clanged. A shot of Fernet on a Sunday morning, James thought with a smile. It was only his second month being in a new town and being able to converse with new people over a simple football game felt nice. "I'm Rodge by the way." The man shifted his arm over. "Jim, nice to meet you," James said reaching out and feeling the mans firm grip. They sat there and swapped stories about life and football, when the sudden need to pee came over James. He tried to listen to Rodge's story, and he also thought back to the start of the day, here he was at a bar, meeting a new friend all while waiting for the adult shop around the corner to open up. James had always been conflicted within himself, he wanted to be accepted and normal, but he also wanted to be a dirty slut. James had started crossdressing at a young age, he always looks back trying to pin point that exact moment, but never can, he knew he wore a dress for a play in sixth grade and it was a dream come true, so dressing started before he was ten. He thinks back and remembers it wasn't a sexual thing to start with, it was something, a different feeling he got, it felt normal. Being a male in a small religious town meant he couldn't explore or find an online community like someone today. He was always taught to be a man, whatever that meant, mostly being forced into playing sports. Men where men and women were woman back then, in his town, being gay was a big deal and brought on various degrees of scrutiny. Some people there still use it as an insult. With all that negativity, it brought on a ton of guilt for James, which he was still working to overcome. James got up and excused himself from the conversation, heading down to the restroom. Since moving here, he knew this bar was going to be his favorite, but damn it was a bit of a journey to take a piss. He stood in front of the urinal and undid is fly, he went to pull his pink panties to the side as his little dick got a bit hard. Just as a spot of pre-cum started to soil his panties the door opened and in walked Rodge. "You heading down here, got me thinking I had to piss as well," he said before standing at the urinal right next to him. Jim tried to focus and pulled his semi hard cock out and started to pee, as did Rodge. Jim didn't want to sneak a peak but couldn't help it. His eyes drifted over to Rodge's large cock, the size made his own twitch with excitement. It was the biggest cock he'd ever seen in person and his mouth fell opened with amazement, all while Rodge looked over with a smile. "Like what you see? I know most do, wanna touch it? You can hold it for me while I finish." Jim was caught off guard and wanting to say no and run away, but something took over, maybe it was the weed mixed with the few drinks he had. Jim reached over and took Rodge's cock in his hand. The pure weight of it was more than Jim thought it would be, he just watched as the urine poured out the tip, his tongue flicked against his lower lip and he let out a moan as his cock now stood at full attention. As the flow stopped, Jim didn't want to let go. "I thought you would like that, why don't you join me in the stall over here and we can put that open mouth of yours to good use." Jim let go and looked over at Rodge, not knowing what to say, he just nodded and followed Rodge into the stall, his own cock still hangind out and full attention. Once in the stall, Rodge pushed him back to the corner, then forced him to his knees. There he was on his knees in a public bathroom as another mans cock swung back and forth in front of his face, Jim thought. This wasn't what he had planned for the day, but he was enjoying the morning so far. He was planning on spending the day playing with the dildo, he had originally come out to buy. This wasn't the first cock he'd every sucked and it wouldn't be the last, he thought, reaching out, he began to stroke the large member and looked up at Rodge. They stared at each other, and Jim just leaned forward taking the head of the cock in his mouth running his tongue around it as their eyes stated locked on each other. It didn't take long for Rodge to grab the back of Jim's head forcing his cock into the back of Jim's throat. "That's a good slut, take that cock, gag on it, slut" He said before pulling out and slamming it back in an holding it there as Jim's nose rested in his pubs, tears began to form in Jim's eyes, has he gaged on the cock. Rodge pulled the cock out, a mixture of drool and precum ran down his chin as he tried to catch his breathe. "Beg for my cock, ask me to fuck your slut mouth like the whore you are!"Rodge said as he slapped the side of Jim's face with his cock, spreading more of the mixture of his face. "Please Sir, fuck my slut mouth and use me, I want that hot load forced down my throat, use me like the fucking whore I am," Jim said as he began to stroke his own cock which was leaking with excitement. "That's it slut!" Rodge said before grabbing Jim's head again and ramming his cock down Jim's throat with force, fucking it like a pussy, which caused tears to run down Jim's face. His shirt becoming soaked with drool as he furiously jerked his own cock. It wasn't long before Jim felt Rodge tense up, slamming the cock all the way in, feeling Rodge's balls slap against his chin, and the hot load began to flood his throat, this pushed him over the top and he shot his own load all over the floor. Rodge began to pull out spurting cum into Jim's now open mouth and face which just ran down his chin with the drool onto his already wet shirt. After swallowing it all he leaned forward to lick and clean the rest of the cum off the spent cock. "That's a good slut," Rodge said putting his cock away and zipping up his pants. "Looks like you made a mess down there, better clean it up." Jim reached over for some toilet paper as he also fumbled to put his own cock away. "No, no you don't need toilet paper, slut like you just needs to lick it up, I'm sure you wouldn't want to waste another load of cum, I knew talking to you, that you were a cum slut." Jim was feeling ashamed after he blew his own load, that lingering guilt coming in quick. He didn't want to lick up the cum, he wanted to get up and out of the bar. "Hurry up slut! Don't just sit there and stare at me," Rodge said in a very demanding tone, it shook Jim out of his thought and he just leaned down and began to lick up the cum. Once done Jim stood, as Rodge washed his hands, and offered to give Jim his number. Jim pulled his phone out, "You can put me in there as Daddy Rodge. Sent me a text so I have your number, I could always use a good local cock slut." Jim did as he was told and sent a text, -Thanks for the yummy load Daddy!- Rodge laughed and headed back to the bar. Jim stood there and looked in the mirror, he had tears, drool and cum on his face, his shirt was a wet with drool as well. He washed his hands, then his face and tried to dry his shirt as best he could before also heading back up to the bar. He got back up to the bar, and Rodge was no where to be seen. He sat down at the bar to finish his drink, and tried to act like nothing had happened. "You want another one sweetie? Rodge paid for your others already, so no need to close out if this one is your last," the bartender said with a smile, Jim's mind was racing, did she know what had just happened, did he clean himself up enough, with his heart racing, he chugged the beer. "Oh that was nice of him, no I'm good I still have to get some shopping done," he said before getting up and leaving the bar. He walked out to the street and looked around before taking a deep breath to compose himself, and headed a few doors to the adult novelty shop. At least it was early and store had just opened, so he could get in and back home quickly. As he opened the door and walked in, before seeing the clerk, as his cheeks burned bright red. "You didn't have enough and are stocking me now, are we?" Rodge said looking up from behind the counter. Jim didn't know what to say. "Umm no I wasn't I was." Jim stumbled through trying to explain. "It's okay Slut, I know what's going on, you were waiting at the bar for the store to open, had to come stock up on slut supplies!" he said coming around the counter. "So what is my sissy slut here for today?" Jim was so overwhelmed but responded, "I was looking for a new toy, a dildo to play with." He looked down with his face bright red. "Figured as much, well let's find you a nice cock, that way you can go home and fill you holes and get them ready for me to stop by after my shift shall we?" Rodge said walking towards the back of the shop, Jim just followed along with his head held down. "Well that little slut mouth of yours did a great job, and I'm sure that boi pussy of yours also loves to be filled, so lets get you two dildos that way you can go home and practice. Leave me your address and I'll stop by after my shift later today. I can't wait to fuck that sweet ass, are you planning on dressing up today as well?" he said while pulling two large rubber cocks from the wall. Jim was still staring at the ground, his mind was racing, what was going on, how did this happen, the whole time his cock stood at full attention in his panties. "Earth to slut, I'm talking to you!" Rodge said staring at Jim. Jim looked up still bright red. "Um yes Sir I was going to dress up, I sometimes like to dress up and play online with various cam models." He said as his eyes stared at the cocks Rodge had selected. "Oh fun, you like to show off while dressed up good to know, maybe I can help give a better show once I arrive." Well here are you new toys, we'll get you some lube and also a nice outfit for you to wear for me." Rodge handed the rubber cocks to Jim and walked back towards to front of the store, grabbing a large bottle of lube that was placed on the counter before he started to go through the lingerie at the front of the store. Jim just followed behind. As they were looking through the outfits, a couple entered the store. "Hello welcome in, let me know if you need help finding anything," Rodge said before picking out a pink babydoll. "Here you go sir," he said handing the outfit to Jim. "Okay so your two dildos, a nice outfit and some lube is there anything else I can help you find," Rodge said loud enough for the couple to look over. "Oh no, I think I'm good," Jim said before walking with Rodge to the counter and paid for his items. "That'll be 168.50, paying with cash or card?" "Card please." Jim pulled out the card and handed it over. "Please sign here." And with a whisper, "Leave your address, I'll text you when I'm about to head over." Jim wrote his address down, as Rodge put all the items in a bag. "Have a great day, thanks for stopping in," he said handing over the bag, Jim did everything he could from not running out as his face burned red with shame. Once back home, Jim put the bag down on the bed and just collapsed over with what felt like a panic attack, it had been quite the morning, and he hadn't even started with what he already had planned. After laying there and relaxing with some deep breathes, he got up and out of his clothes before heading into the bathroom. He started the bath and put some music on to help get him back into the right head space. As the music played he relaxed more as his cock began to stiffen. He opened the drawer and picked up a lavender bath bomb tossing it into the bath. After a nice soak and a fresh shave, he got out of the tub and dried off, wrapping the towel around his body, he walked into the kitchen and made a gin and tonic. He chugged it down before making another and walked back into the bedroom. He got out all his sissy gear, and began to get ready for the day. Once everything was laid out, he grabbed the makeup bag and went back into the bathroom. Once his face was all made up, his sissy persona Carissa was shining through and all that worry and anxiety was gone, he blew a kiss in the mirror as he let the towel fall to the floor. He sat on the bed and reached over his pipe and packed a bowl, taking a deep hit and exhaling the smoke, he loved looking at objects after being his mouth, there was something to seeing the lipstick residue that really turned him on. Looking over at the bag from earlier, he got the toys out and took them out of the package and set them aside, next he pulled out the pink teddy, holding it up and looking it over, before removing the tags. "Let's save you for later," he said putting it down on the nightstand, he decided to dress up in his black outfit with pink accents. First he rolled the stockings up his legs, which sent shivers down his spine and his cock twitched with excitement. "That's enough of you," he said before scooping the precum from the tip and licking it up. He pulled out the ice pack and shivered as it did it's job, causing his dick to go limp, so he could get his chastity cage on. Once locked up, he pulled out a pink bra and panties and put them on. He walked around a bit and gave his ass a slap before setting up his camera on the table. From there he took several photos in the lingerie in various poses and decided to post them online. He loved showing off online for the various sissy communities he was a part of. Once done and a nice wet spot had formed in the front of his panties, he pulled out the black dress and slide it over his body, it felt so good to be dressed up, it was like there wasn't a worry in the world. The final part was to slip his red wig and go back online. He went to his normal porn sites and watched several sissy videos the effect of the weed and alcohol was helping him fell even more relaxed. It wasn't long before he had one of his dildos out, he was kissing and licking it all over. "Oh Daddy please let me have your cock, please force that cock down my throat," he said before taking the rubber cock into the back of his throat, this went on for several minutes while the sissy hypno played. The words of being called a slut and a faggot where, sending him over the edge, he heard them but also felt them as the rubber balls slapped his chin. As he was gagging on the cock, drool leaking out the corner of his mouth, His phone dinged with a message. He stopped and looked over to see a message from Rodge. -Hey slut, I'm sure you're all dressed up by now, why not give me a sneak peak- Without even thinking, he leaned back and took a few photos showing how he was dressed and sent them over. -Very good slut, can't wait to come over and fuck those tight holes- This caused Jim's cock to strain even more in his cage. The hypno was coming to an end and just as it did he got a notification that one of his favorite cam models had signed on. It had been some time since they've had a session and he dropped everything to log on, he couldn't wait to confess to her what had happened earlier and what was planned for later. Once he got the site up he went straight to PoppyLuv's page, he smiled once he saw her on screen and heard her voice. She was sitting on her normal chair wearing a grey crop top, the underside of her breast visible from under, her hair was pulled back and he couldn't help but admire her lovely hoop earrings. She appeared to have a black thong on and was looking like she was enjoying herself. As soon as his screenname came on, she spoke to him. "Welcome sissyloser, so glad you're back, I hope you have some fun adventures to share with me," she said just as a tip came through activating her vibe and causing her to shutter and bite her lip. Jim began to type right away, Hey there, hope you are doing well, can't wait to share how my day is going, okay to go exclusive? He knew she'd say yes, but he always tried to be respectful and his submissive nature took over. "Well of course I can't wait to hear about it," she said sitting up. Jim clicked the link to begin a private chat. "I'll be right back guys!" she said before accepting and they were in their own private chat. "Sissyloser it's been too long, turn on that camera I want to see how you're dressed up today, and hear about what kind of situation you've gotten yourself into today." While she was talking Jim was already requesting Cam to Cam, his feed showed up and she leaned back with excitement and clapped. "Look at you, all dressed up so pretty today, I love that outfit on you, stand up and give me a look at the whole thing." Jim followed her instructions and stood up and moved the camera and did a twirl and curtsy. "very nice I like that, is that another outfit you have behind you?" She said referring to the pink teddy he had purchased this morning. "Oh yes, that's for later, I just got it this morning," he said before sitting back down. "You wouldn't believe what happened this morning," he started. "So I know we messaged earlier this week about having a session today, so I was going to hit up the adult store downtown, get a new toy and outfit for today, but since they didn't open until noon I figured I'd grab a drink next door and watch some of the football game. Well while I was sitting there I started talking to this guy and a few drinks and figured it was as normal morning at the bar. But I didn't know when I went to the restroom he was going to follow me and force me to suck his cock," Jim said with his eyes wide. "Shut up, some random guy at the bar forced you to suck his cock? What how. Damn you are a sissy slut, always getting wild," he responded. "Yeah I was at the urinal and then he came in and stood at the one next to me, I couldn't help but look over which I guess he expected, I found out after he had noticed my thong poking out when he sat down next to me at the bar. Anyways yeah he basically said to follow him into the stall and he had me suck his cock, then gave me his number and left," he said. "I can't believe it, I bet you loved every bit of it didn't you, and from what I've seen you do with those toys I bet he enjoyed it, wouldn't be surprised if he reached out sooner rather than later for another go around," she said laughing. "That's the crazy part, afterwards I went back to the bar, I'm sure the bartender knew something was up, my shirt was wet with drool and cum on it, but any who I went next door to get the clothes and toys and he was working there, so he picked out the outfit and my toy and said he'd be stopping by after work to have some more fun." She looked at him with a smile and clapped. "My little sissy loser has a date, I bet you can't wait for another round, did he have a big cock?" she said. "Oh yeah he had a nice piece on him for sure, I was actually thinking, well I don't know what time you're going to be on till today, but what if I hit you up once he's here and do an exclusive show, then and you can watch me get used? I love showing off with toys, but to have someone watch me get used by a real man, would be such a turn on," he said, not knowing if she'd say yes or not. "Oh yeah I'm on until later this evening, I'd love to watch I don't think I've ever had a submissive go that far on camera for me. It would be hot to watch you get used. Hit me up when he's over and we can have a session then. Make sure you're all practiced and prepared for when he shows up. I want my sissy to be the perfect slut for him," she said sitting back. "Of course, I can't wait until this evening," he responded before signing off. His heart was racing, not only was he going to have a man over later, but he was going to be performing online as well. What had started off as a normal Sunday had quickly turned into something much more exciting.

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Harry Andersen couldn't understand why his mother tells him every Sunday that she doesn't need a ride to church on Sundays into the city. He even offered to take her because he goes to the same church. She doesn't have a car. There was no big deal. She told him that the minister comes by every Sunday afternoon to give her cummioun. Harry spent a couple of hours thinking why she would do this to him for the fourth time in a month. He wanted to know what was so important to receive commiun at...

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Sunday at the Pool With George

I always saw him in the dressing room at the pool in our apartment building. I’m 53 years old and retired. I swim every day to help me stay in shape so I’ve seen him many times both at the pool and in the changing rooms. He’s probably about nine or ten years old, a little over four feet tall with sandy, reddish blonde, sun bleached hair. Before that Sunday afternoon I had never spoken a word to him but I had noticed him since he liked to strut around the changing area in the nude and...

2 years ago
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Sunday was great Pt 5

Introduction: Risk was btter than his dad in bed We all slept well, waking fairly early, Liz saw Grants cock standing up, and without saying any thing, took him in the bath room and lay him down, sitting on his cock, she let her morning pee loose, as it run down his cock and over his body, he smiled and with a bit of effort pushed up filling her pussy with his piss, seeing this set me off, so standing over him I aimed my first squirt at her boobs and then worked down onto Grants chest, when we...

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Sunday With My Aunt

Sunday lunch time was always my favourite time of the week because it meant lunching with my mother's sister, my Aunt Rose. So punctually, on the dot of twelve thirty, I rang the bell on the front door of her imposing old house in one of the better parts of town.At forty-two she was two years older than my mother and a senior partner in a well respected accountancy firm, she'd never married and was often quoted as saying that she never would."Ah David," she smiled on opening the door, "Right on...

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Sunday Morning

It is the early hours of Sunday morning, midsummer. A crack of sunlight pours through the window and there is a freshly cut grass smell in the air. It's that blissful split-second when you wake up and nothing matters. I lie next to my lover. My favourite place. There is nothing I like better the lying on his chest, the smell of a man, the little bit of hair, the mix of bed sweat and pure manliness. I snuggle in to his chest, wanting, yearning for his cock. I kiss his cheek, he doesn't react. I...

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Sunday morning real life

This is not a story, this is as it actually happened, how we made love on Sunday morning, as requested by a friend on XH. (Jane tells the first part and Billy tells the second part).I opened my eyes slowly as I awoke. There was light behind the curtains, and I lay in a relaxed half asleep, half awake state, thinking that it was Sunday morning and there was nothing pressing to do. I could tell Billy was awake from the sound of his breathing. One of us will make the tea, normally decided by who...

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Sunday night ripe pussy session

So Sunday night she came over around 11:30pm. I was already pretty tired but I honored her request to only answer the door wearing my cage. She grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them really hard till I was sort of bent over and said to me “I love the control you allow me to have over you.” She released a bit, but still held on to them and locked the door behind us. She led me to the bedroom by my balls but not the room we normally play in. She said we are doing this in your bed tonight. She...

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SUNDAY CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON

SUNDAY- CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON A SUNDAY!So I have been pretty horny. Not allot of cock since the demise of Craigslist personals months ago. I decided it was time to hit the Adult Book Store scene. Their are 2 in the area, one in MA and one in Seabrook, NH. Last weekend I went to the bookstore in MA. It is seedy, a hit and miss ABS, which makes it even better! It is frequented by gays and marrieds, occasionally by a Tranny or CD type like me. One of the best times to go is...

2 years ago
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Sunday porno

Hello again. This story from Ms diary relates to a Sunday when she wrote, V picked me up at ten in the morning, went to his place, straight to bed and he put a blue movie on, good fuck. As usual I like to lie next to M and ask her to tell me more while I wank myself off. She tells me that on this day her black rasta boyfriend, the skinny one with the big cock, arranged to pick her up early one Sunday morning to take her out. She said this was strange for a number of reasons, for starts where...

3 years ago
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Sunday Sunday

Sunday, Sunday. After the pain had slightly subsided, I began to enjoy the feeling of him taking me. We had struggled for over a month to get to this point of no return, each evening we would lay together and try. For me, the pain was always too much to bear, but mostly I was scared of letting myself be hurt. Over the weeks we had tried quite a few techniques to eventually get to this point, one was him spitting onto his fingers and slowly rubbing his it against my hole, fingering me...

2 years ago
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Sunday Afternoon

On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...

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Sunday fun day

Every day on the way out to my office in Saddar, I past Sana Haq.We lived in the same apartment building and were neighbors, my flat was above hers. I have to say that the 5ft 3inch Chokri (babe) gave me a hard on whenever I saw her. Her well tailored shalwar Kamiz was in the height of Desi fashion. (Short, sleeveless Kamiz and shalwar stopping teasingly just above her very nicely shaped ankles)She had shoulder length black hair, slightly frizzy (jungle-bhal like this, is my favorite) a round...

1 year ago
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Sunday Morning

For a tantalizing second it hung, suspended by the tiniest thread, a perfect teardrop, before dropping, glistening orange-amber in the morning sun. Just a second later, it splashed against tanned skin, rivulets spreading over the dark brown of a hardening nipple. I giggled and lunged forward, sucking the piece of mango out of your fingers. It was Sunday morning. Sunlight streamed through the windows and across the bed. Sunday papers were spread out amongst the rumpled sheets and our naked...

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Sunday Family Dinner

It was a normal sunday me and my whole family went to church for our regular family get together. And as always we meet at my grandparents house for dinner. This Sunday was extra special. I was sitting the pew with my family when my aunt Andrea walked in. She looked so stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. She had on a black dress and pressed tightly against her 36d tits, she was 46 yrs old and could make me horny as hell. The dress was cut pretty high, that i could almost see her cunt hair....

Incest
2 years ago
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Sundays with Sultana Sharmila

The following is a true account written by a friend of mine in Calcutta. Read it and enjoy. In a few earlier narratives I have described a couple of erotic sessions with my former girlfriend Roma. Today, I shall describe some extremely satisfying sexual sessions with my present girlfriend Sharmila. Sharmila, 37, a probashi divorcee from New Delhi, is a management executive working for a National News Channel and she is currently on a three year assignment in its Kolkata office. We met first at...

3 years ago
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Sundays Tonic

Sundays afternoons are always twinged with twilight. The setting of the weekend, drawing long shadows of an impending Monday. As days of the week go it’s my least favourite, reminding me of my own middling years, overwhelmed by the dawning considerations of old age. These are symptoms that need self medicating, a gloom only cured by a specific light. My prescribed treatment? The pursuit of sexual gratification, willing or otherwise. To humiliate others distracts from my own inadequacies and...

4 years ago
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Sunday Love SongsChapter 2

Now here I was years later listening to a Sunday morning sloppy 'lurve' programme, which was telling me she wanted to contact me again. I was not in a relationship, though I had a couple of girlfriends who were friends-with-benefits. They felt it was too early for them to be committed long term to anyone. Beth and Julie were good friends and each knew the other was sleeping with me, and I was happy as I was, who wouldn't be? I wondered what good it would do to see Nicola. Why did she...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning Pt 04

It was Sunday morning and Abbie was out for her morning swim. The dinner with David’s parent’s had been Thursday evening followed by a date with David on Friday night. That date was an eventful one for both. They’d gone to the local place on their side of the lake instead of the fancier restaurant with the walking path. They sat opposite the other eating their burgers and fries talking about college and the soon to start academic year. ‘The swim team meets for first work outs in ten days. I’d...

4 years ago
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Sunday Afternoon Alone in the Dunes

Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It’s your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three...

4 years ago
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sunday morning and the carrot

Introduction: me and my flat mate Me and my flat mate 1- Sunday morning and the carrot. She is really cute. So thin, so blonde. With her athletic body and two little tits, always going around the house wearing just a thong. I am a 36 years old woman, and first days I didnt like this 22 years old waitress, but I need to share my flat bills! She moved here a week ago and this morning she is so happy cause its Sunday and she doesnt work. However, she woke up early as always. I guess she likes I...

2 years ago
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Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning Sunday morning. Didn’t want to get out of bed, but I knew I had to. I worked night shift last night and my head ached. Pretty sure I would have to work my second job today. Night shift at the mill, and part-time at a salon, of all things. But work was work, and I needed the money bad. Owed a lot of money, plus trying to get my little brother through school. Phone rang at 10:30. Caller ID said it John, the salon owner. I answered. John told me come in at 12:30. I have a customer...

2 years ago
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Sunday Drive

Sunday Drive Richard and I were on a Sunday drive, not really going nowhere. I’m not a mac’d’s fan at all So when Richard said hey mom my treat as he pulled in the drive thru I laughed and said so you think your mom’s a cheap date huh? He laughed at that and said no, there’s nothing cheap about you mom. I said then splurge away and we both laughed over that little joke. I was looking at his profile and could see a lot of me in his face and I went to myself thank god he didn’t gets his sperm...

1 year ago
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Sunday Afternoon

On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning Going Down

Hi, I’m Sylvia; but my friends call me Syl. This past September my husband Ron’s birthday fell on a Sunday. I wanted to make the day especially memorable for him because it was his first birthday as a Daddy, since our baby had been born six months earlier. After giving birth, my libido had first subsided, but then returned more intensely than ever before. As usual, we prepared to go to church on Sunday morning. I purposely dilly-dallied though, causing us to be a little bit late. Ron urged me...

Quickie Sex
4 years ago
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Sunday Fun Day

We had just had a fun night at a swingers' party on Saturday night and I woke up happy and relaxed. I didn't think the weekend could get any better. I rose and went out to the kitchen and called my man’s name. I failed to get a response. There was a note lying on the kitchen table telling me his friend had free Patriot tickets. He'd left me at home alone with his son. I wasn't satisfied with just sitting home for my Sunday afternoon. After taking a shower and having coffee, I was bored. I went...

Cheating
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Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning Sunday morning. Didn't want to get out of bed, but I knew I had to. I worked night shift last night and my head ached. Pretty sure I would have to work my second job today. Night shift at the mill, and part-time at a salon, of all things. But work was work, and I needed the money bad. Owed a lot of money, plus trying to get my little brother through school. Phone rang at 10:30. Caller ID said it John, the salon owner. I answered. John told me come in at 12:30. I have a customer...

Reluctance
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Sunday Dinner

Luann Dubicki rushed inside the house from the biting cold outside. She had just returned from mass and soon her family would be joining her for the weekly Sunday dinner. She became a widow after her husband, Bob, was killed in a car wreck a few years prior. The thought to remarry never crossed the mind of the registered nurse. She just poured everything she had into her five c***dren. She checked on the pot roast. It looked good and smelled even better. The graying blond washed her hands and...

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Sunday night football

Sunday night football.My wife went out with her co-workers to a bar to watch the game last Sunday night. She said I would probably need to pick her up since she had a bad day and was goi g to get hammered (I was called into work and was getting out after the game was over). We texted each other and she kept me up on the score. I didn’t hear much from her the fourth quarter, figured she was drunk and doing shots. I got out and I asked if she needed me to pick her up....no reply. I swung by the...

3 years ago
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Sunday driver

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, not unlike most I suppose. It was getting a little late in the day, and I was starting to think about getting ready for the week ahead. Outside the rain had been falling off and on throughout the day, and the air smelled sweet like it does after a good rain. Fall was definitely in the air. I was staring out the window, lost in my own thoughts about what the week would bring, when he said, “let’s go for a drive.” I lept at the chance to have something to do, not...

4 years ago
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Sunday Sex

It all started a Sunday morning. I had been horny this past week and havent really been able to find a proper friend with benefits till I got a email Sunday morning. A local guy was looking for a cuddle buddy and had invited me over for the afternoon and evening. We talked a bit in the morning and set a time of 2pm to meet. He is an a****l lover, 3 cats and a very energetic personable pup. He was about 5'10 British, in great shape quite fit, body covered with an eclectic array of tattoos and...

1 year ago
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Sunday League 0 Slutwife lost count

Last year we visited an old friend of mine, we went to school together. As we grew up we up we went drinking together and played Sunday League Football for the same team. Eventually, as you find, our lives had moved apart as we had families and jobs but we always kept in touch. We'd met up sometimes and our wives got on well too so when they he invited me to watch our old team we looked forward to having a few drinks and catching up over old times.Then next day his wife had a bit of an...

3 years ago
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Sunday morning with Brad

It was close to 4 am Sunday morning, Brad turned over and pulled me to him. I was on my left side as Brad snuggled me close to him. His penis was rock hard and throbbing. I moaned softly as Brad pinched my nipples and whispered 'I like tight ass in the morning, relax, you're going to have a ruff morning.' Than I remembered what he had said last night '...some of my friends are coming over in the morning...' Before I could say anything Brad slipped his hand between us and guided his rock hard...

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Sunday mass

It was a warm Sunday morning and I set off for church with my parents, everything was as normal , the usual meet and great before mass with the neighbours when suddenly I spot this vision of beauty across the car park!!Dressed all in white a goddess of unrivalled beauty, long blond hair red bag and red matching shoes, who was this girl where did she come from .? I was transfixed by this new stranger in my mists I needed to get closer hoping to find out more. I told my parents I needed to talk...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning By Julia Phillips I heard the key enter the top lock in the front door and checked my watch. 48 minutes since she'd woken me up by locking the door on her way out. I jumped out of bed, swung my shorty wrap around me and tied the sash as I skipped to the entrance hall. Monique opened the door and stepped in. She looked wonderful. A glow of excitement shone in her eyes and her long walk in the woods in the cool of the autumn weather had brought a flush to her...

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Sunday Drive

Sunday DriveRichard and I were on a Sunday drive, not really going nowhere. I’m not a mac’d’s fan at allSo when Richard said hey mom my treat as he pulled in the drive thru I laughed and said so you think your mom’s a cheap date huh? He laughed at that and said no, there’s nothing cheap about you mom. I said then splurge away and we both laughed over that little joke. I was looking at his profile and could see a lot of me in his face and I went to myself thank god he didn’t gets his sperm...

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