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Erotic Massage Sites*** I’m still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole new slant on the education system or at least, the home education system. Problem is, I now have to make one crucial decision. It would doubtless come as no surprise to all but the voluntarily cloistered few, that at some stage or...
Introduction: Amazing what a simple cappuccino can lead to! At the request of many readers, I re-publish this story on XNXS *** Im still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole new slant on the education system or at least, the home education system. Problem is, I now have to make one crucial decision. It would doubtless come as no surprise to all but the voluntarily cloistered few, that at some stage or other, the average father...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Beauty comes from pain, Louisa. A proper young woman does not present herself unless she is properly coiffed, properly made-up, properly attired and wearing the proper accoutrements. That, Louisa, is what 'proper' means." Of course, I tried to argue. That is, after all, what an adolescent is supposed to do, but my mother would just purse her lips, shake her head in disgust and repeat that one sentence that she spoke most frequently...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper of New York and Newport' ~ "The day of Miranda's wedding was cloudy and overcast, so perhaps Aunt Ada had been correct. Perhaps God would not waste a beautiful day on a wedding that would lead to a loveless marriage. Instead of using the vast tents that had been erected on the lawns at Golden Bluffs, everything was moved into our grand ballroom, which was large, but could not accommodate everyone who'd been invited. So, tables were also...
Sloan’s visits were always good fun. We’d go club hopping and party up a storm at all my favourite venues in the city, where the house music would pump all night long. I didn’t get to do this as often as I’d like since my husband and his friends were ‘past the party stage’. Nevertheless tonight had been fun. We had now settled in on the couch and talked for what seemed like ages about everything and nothing. His job as a surgeon made for some interesting chats as he was so passionate about the...
CheatingChapter One She wore a gray pencil skirt with a matching jacket, tailored just enough to help lead the eye away from a voluptuous figure. Her long, dark hair was pinned back from her face and neck, with a small gray pill-box hat perched on top. Black, silk stockings with a seem up the back of her leg and a pair of black leather heels with square toes completed the ensemble. With stoic poise, she made her way through the church toward the gleaming wood of the confessionals. Entering the...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The summer of 1890 was to be the start of my new life. At fifteen years of age, I was to be presented to society and I had expected that I would then be considered an adult. That, at long last, I would have a say in my own life, my own destiny. That was not to be, though. I was still just a doll to be dressed and used as decoration in the home of my powerful parents. I was made up and dressed and used to impress the visitors who came...
I hit the garage door opener and started to pull my car into the stall. Damn, there was a metal lawn chair in the way. I got out of the car to move it. This puzzled me for I knew I hadn't put it there. Then I saw what looked like the heel to a woman's shoe under it. It was a high heel with some glitter on it. This gave me pause and I stood there looking at it before picking it up and turning it over in my hand. Where in hell had that come from and why was the chair where it was. My garage...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The week prior to Miranda's wedding was a hectic and crowded one at Golden Bluffs. All of our relations came to Newport for the event and many of them stayed with us. Unfortunately, we also had many friends and business associates staying as well, which did lead to some difficult choices. Father was a self-made man who had family he wanted in attendance, but they were from a lower rung of society. So, since the rooms were assigned to...
From The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper ~ "The July Fourth holiday was always a huge event at Golden Bluffs, as it was at all Newport estates. Most notables of Boston, New York and Washington would vie for invitations to spend the holiday at Golden Bluffs, The Breakers or The Elms, and Independence Day in 1890 was grandest that anyone could ever recall. Despite the social stature of most of our guests, the holiday was dominated by a handsome bureaucrat from The United States Civil...
We arrive at the penthouse a short time later and Bud escorts me to the penthouse but doesn’t get off the elevator. I exit and head to what has now become my room. Lucifer let me have a few photos of friends and family to make it more personal as well as pick new bedding and a few accessories. I’ve found that Lucifer isn’t too bad as long as you don’t cross him and I never plan to do that. There’s a knock on my door while I’m getting ready to change clothes, “Come in”. My personal guard...
While the Gibraltar Triumph still warms the cockleshells of the heart, a certain Birdie Brewster doesn’t rest his laurels when it comes to work. My personal Motto is Buckle Down, Cockleshells Be Damned. And, quite frankly, I was relieved to re-straddle the career grinding wheel again. At home, dinner table voiciferations were revolving around wedding matters far too much for one’s comfort, chatter-wise. While I’ve been waiting for the Ms. Sloane Miracle, my mother, my auntie, Wandy, Trish,...
One is rarely pleased when the entire f. side of the Universe conspires against you. That damnable streetcar video! And then The McGovern having the brass to share it with her mother. My displeasure would have had me tossing and perhaps even turning that fateful night, but Trish, sensing my despair, did indeed dispense succor. Three times ... manna from ... well mouth-manna, I suppose one could call it. I drifted off dreaming of that modern, phallic-shaped streetcar instead of the Gibraltar...
Ms. Sloane called for me and I obeyed the norms of office society and to-and-froed my way up the rear staircase in a timely manner. “Shut the door, please, Birdy.” Some blighters, and you may have noticed this, simply shut the door. A rather casual, cavalry way, don’t you think? I assigned my full attention to the task, turned the knob counterclockwise — or is the other way? — to insure safe passage. Realigned the handle, tugged to make sure the portal was secure. Professional tailors have...
Ms. Sloane, in her attempt to extracticate me from what Trish McGovern was telling her friends was, “Engaged to be engaged,” was doing what Peggy and Pru did when soliciting new business for BB. They do extensive research. Study the history and background and backdrop, that sort of thing, of the company they’re after. The company and the industry. Auntie Pru often disappears behind a closed office door for a week or two, sometimes longer. She and my mother work with the Creative Director and...
It should come as no surprise to regular readers of this Chronicle, that Froggy Attenborough and I have rigorous intellectual discussions even when The McGovern isn’t around. Back in our salad days of yore, Trish was usually an hour or so late for our after-school Mouseketeer meetings. Piano lessons, she was always doing extra stuff — chess, debate, like that. But this was earlier on, when she’d just explained the facts of life and boobs and stuff. I remember that particular afternoon...
I wouldn’t say my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Until I saw the video that Cora had shot. Then I would say it — my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Ms. Sloane seemed non nonplussed. But then she usually did. “Some room for an upgrade, Birdie. But, plenty of time. It’s not until Tuesday.” “The Sisters?” “Agree there’s an opportunity for refinement.” Gulp. “Now, what are you to focus on?” “Naked people.” “What!” “It’s The McGovern elixir for the...
Now I rather resent the absurd notion that I was to the manner born. And I do go out of my way to avoid any hint of favoritism at work. Some chaps, having access to a key executive — to wit, i. e., for e. g., one’s mother — might take advantage of that insider connection. Birdie Brewster, for the record, took no such shortcuts. I waited until dinner, “Mamacita, you know how old school Louise Lane is...” She held up her hand, much like a school crossing guard, “Birdie, BB needs you to take on...
BB, the advertising agency, is avant-garde, social responsibility-wise. From the beginning, Peggy and Pru hired indiscriminately — no preference given to gender, sex, skin pimento, nothing like that. Now Ms. Sloane had only been in town for a couple of weeks or so, but already had an office at BB. I don’t mean a cubicle like mine, but a door, two windows, the real deal. I’m definitely going to start ordering more fish. Boiled Finnin-Haddie, say. Steamed muscles. “Come in, Birdie.” The sun...
Another summons. Another heel-and-toe up the back stairs to see Ms. Sloane. Being well versed in the art of social conviviality, I shortstopped the impending business discussion with what, in the higher corporate circles, is called an ice breaker. “Ms. Sloane, I’m thinking of having my shirts monogramed. Spiffy, no?” “No.” “Huh?” What’s wrong with Bertram Owen Osgood Brewster? She handed me a pen, “Write the monogram out, Birdie.” Done. I gave it the double-o, and it took but a mo,...
So, a major day at BB for yrs. truly. On Thursday, I’m to meet Meg Gibraltar for the first time. First time I’ve met any of our clients. The occasion? Louise Lane would be unveiling two new Harvey radio spots — 15 and 30 seconds. Ms. Sloane explained, “They’re spinoffs of our social media spots — geared for an older demographic.” “Of course.” During our pre-meeting prep, Auntie Pru had suggested, “Listen and learn, Birdie.” I nodded. She leaned in and whispered, “And keep your fucking...
They lay like that for a few minutes, while Sam and Melissa waited patiently for their turns with Busty Jessica again. Frank was the first to move, sliding over to the edge of the heart-shaped bed and sitting there. George backed away a few seconds later, gently pulling his softening cock from Busty Jessica’s ass, but continuing to kneel between Steve’s legs. With him gone, she pulled her pussy away from Steve’s cock, got to her knees, smiled at him, and turned to smile at George, who had...
All of George Boxlicker’s lady friends truly enjoy sex, some enjoy all aspects and others are slightly more particular. Probably the least picky of all is Jessica, who loves getting cocks or tongues anywhere she can, even including masturbating men or women with her hands when her mouth and ass and pussy are otherwise involved sexually. She loves having her pussy eaten too, of course, and cares not at all about the gender of the person whose mouth is doing it. Basically, she is heterosexual,...
In The summer of 1864 Florence Harper found employment as housemaid for a well to do family in the Lincombes area of Torview South Devon’s prime resort for many of the Victorian upper classes. Florence, a very attractive girl, had everything going for her – but ironically that would ultimately be her demise. Her future was in jeopardy when she found herself trapped in a situation where she was damned if she did and damned if she didn’t Her family was on the breadline and given a mean wage...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Langdon Beech-Thorndyke III was 'a catch.' Mother and Father thought that he would be a perfect match for me. He was twenty three and I was fifteen. My parents hoped that we would become betrothed that summer and then a grandiose wedding would follow in three years after I turned eighteen. This was my sister's summer, though. Miranda would be married in August to a Vanderbilt cousin who she barely knew. The opulent affair...
THERE IS another reason for his nickname. He’s not effeminate in the least, even if he is a beautiful boy. He is not a girl. He gets attention from other boys and men but he takes it all in and doesn’t appear to worry about it, even when it seems more than friendship is offered. More than once he’s ... OK, perhaps it’s better if I let him talk about that. I first called him “Julia” when I found him browsing through my lingerie drawer one Saturday morning a year or so ago. Unlike what I’ve...
ON THE road to S-- Julian and I doze in the back seat in happy exhaustion. In truth I am a little sore from our vigorous explorations over the last three days. Julian suffers as well. His enthusiasm matches my own and we threw ourselves happily off the metaphorical precipice in consummating our love. We mounted each other almost until dawn this morning, and I watched the night sky turn grey while Julian held my hips and pinned me in front of my open window. The lightest of cool breezes...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional! This is primarily a "group sex" tale but due to the occcasional "incestuous elements" present, has to be classified "Incest" to comply with the webmaster's rating preferences. It is the story that began the Harper Valley series which was later published as a twenty-one chapter book, details of which can be found in the author profile. ** I'm still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole...
IncestI had previously had a surprise visit at my home from a former student of mine, Kimberley. She was a stunning looking girl, almost eighteen, with a stunning ass and huge incredible boobs. My wife was out at the time.Kimberley had then proceeded to dress up in an incredibly tight, sexy schoolgirl uniform, attempting to seduce me. As, however, my wife could return at any time, I had arranged to visit Kimberley at her house a few weeks later, but got another surprise when I knocked on her door...I...
Straight SexCamila thrust her hips furiously grinding down onto John’s jutting hard cock. Her tight young pussy began to throb and burn with raging unbridled desires. She was so close to release. John sensed his wife’s impending orgasm and did what she liked best; he pressed her nipples. The pressure on Camila’s rubbery erect nipple acted like a “start button”. The young woman felt a flush of intense heat sweep across her athletic body consuming her in a firestorm of lust. She whimpered and yelped before a...
Wife Lovers“Froggy got off a corker last night.” Ms. Sloane smiled, “Oh?” “What’s the difference between mashed potatoes and pea soup?” “Anyone can mash potatoes.” “You heard it?” “In third grade.” “Oh.” As per his habitual habit, yrs. truly was modest re: the Gibraltar Triumph. “Piece of cake, Trish. Of course Ms. Sloane was helpful. Rather useful, in fact.” In our basement Lair, The McGovern had me in one hand, Froggy in the other, working -- with her favorite vanilla lubricant -- her...
Introduction: Whatever can be accomplished on land transfers admirably to sea. Authors Note: This was the nineteenth episode in the series: We all knew it! Harper Valley was taking over our lives. It wasnt so much that anyone was getting bored with sex quite the reverse in fact. We could barely pass each other in the hallway now without having to resort to some minor indecency. A hot little spank, fondle of a breast even a full-on quickie up against the wall if the coast was clear. Admittedly,...
This is a transformation fetish story for a niche audience that contains the following: TSF (Male to Anime-style Puppy Girl) Breast Expansion Huge Breasts Lactation If you happen to know any authors that write similar content that includes the above, please leave a review. One of my favourite erotic writers on this site is Ed Miller, but he has retired and I haven't had any luck finding anyone that writes similar content. This story is an attempt to share what I enjoy most in the...
Hello everyone, I am Appu, 24 years old. For the first time, I have decided to write about my sexual experiences here. I hope you all will be entertained and have fun imagining all your fantasies through this story! Back in 2017, I joined my first year college in Kerala, I was new to the atmosphere and had no luck finding friends. I had an affinity towards acting and did participate in some of the drama and mimes. That was when I came across this beautiful busty teacher Mrs. Reshmi. Talking...
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Hi ISS readers, I’m Sukumar from Hyderabad. I’m not new here as reader but I’m new to share my true story. I’m an Engineering student, 23 years old but look much older with my face. I have a fair body. Just as a casual student will have. This is the story of losing my virginity, happened during my twelfth class vacation. I have a habit of going to my friend’s village whenever I feel bored. Though I started going recently but I love to go there. I go there not because it’s a good village but I...
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Premium Big Tits SitesUnlike Froggy and me, Trish McGovern moved out on her own as soon as she came back home from college. She lives, with three other girls, in a top floor apartment on the Country Club Plaza. Ritzy. It’s the Robert Louise Stevenson building and handy to a variety of bars and eateries. I overheard Auntie Pru talking with Trish’s mother, yclept Megan, “At least yours is an adult.” I later puzzled it out. Froggy and I continued to live at home. Odd definition of maturity — defenestrating oneself...
Our Meyer Boulevard house, the basement part, had always been sort of the unofficial HQ for the Three Mouseketeers. It was centrally located, the house, between Froggy’s and Trish’s. Plus Wandy always had snacks for us. And a welcoming manner. I won’t say Trish was the Brigadoon General of our operation, but Froggy and I usually ended up doing what she wanted. It’s probably because of the maturational thing with the females of the species. Anyway, she progressed from Doctor’s Office to more...
"So..." Dr. Stench said, rubbing his chin as he looked over the mangled mess of metal laid out on the table before him. Shredded scraps of steel that were once called armour were scattered on the worktop, mechanical limbs had been smashed beyond recognition, and exposed wiring and circuitry buzzed threateningly. The doctor's eyes surveyed the damage, running up and down the heap once, then twice, before finally turning his attention to the head and shoulders attached to the wreck that...
Jon Douglas had been married for almost twelve years. He was pretty happy; he had a decent job, enough money to support his wife, whom he loved. But their sex life wasn’t great.To be honest it had never been that good at the start of their relationship. She was a bit too timid, even shy. This was why he had, for the past four years or so, visited hookers on a fairly regular basis.He liked to act out his fantasies with a really filthy-minded woman, and this was the perfect way to do it. Around...
CheatingIt was Wednesday morning and picture day for Brittany’s school. Brittany awoke from her sleep, not really excited about taking pictures. Brittany never really liked taking pictures alone and especially school pictures. As she showered, she was thinking about what to wear for the unlucky event.She decided to wear her blue overalls and not try and look all pretty like the other girls. Brittany was never really into pleases others with her clothing or anything else. She wore and did what she...
He made my short heavily busty beautiful wife Rashmi squirt a river! While she gasped for breath, my best friend pumped her harder making her his personal slut! [email protected]this is my real story about my beautiful busty wife Rashmi. This one just makes me hard as I write it self as this was a fantasy turned reality.Rashmi and I have had extremely below average sex life. Though love marriage, we never were sexually compatible and as any other cuckold with a small 5 inch limp dick, I...
CuckoldMy hot little redhead, Ann, and I have fucked in some of the most unusual places. The woman is generally insatiable when it comes to her sexual appetite and she certainly doesn’t get it sated at home. Her executive husband never has time to take care of his wife’s needs but she also figures that he’s fucking his secretary anyway. He certainly has made life convenient and “satisfying” for me. The sight of those perky, firm little tits, those overly sensitive hard nipples and that...
ExhibitionismSunday, May 25 to Wednesday, June 18, 2008 On my next déjà vu, I gave my link partner an overview of my situation and discoveries, waited for him to calm down, told him I thought I could painlessly upgrade him to 352 minds, waited for him to calm down again, then I explained my "Second-Tier Helpers" idea in detail, including that he'd be letting himself in for some possibly risky work on my Voyage. I couched my description as being an invitation to him that he could refuse, but I knew he...
Chapter Twelve: Futa's Naughty Busty Teacher By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this! The three of us froze as the front door opened. The twins were home and about to catch the incestuous between my little sister Allie, our mother, and me. Fear flooded through me, my cock twitching in Allie's pussy still rippling from her orgasm. My eighteen-year-old sister had our busty, blonde mother sitting on her face. Her tits still swayed from her...
So this is it. Mike was standing in Leanne Crow Avenue staring at the billboard above his head in disbelief: “Big City Cum Drive”. Next to the headline was a picture of his daughter, Annie. The picture was a documentary photo from her medical file. It showed her naked from the waist up, staring expressionless into the camera, like on a mugshot. Except this shot showed her asymmetrical massive breasts, that hung like well rounded drops just an inch over her bellybutton. Annie’s breasts had been...
Hey guys, this is Raj (name changed), bringing you a real experience of mine that happened with me during this lockdown. Thanks to the virus, I got lucky with a busty woman who satisfied me as I have never been before. The queen of the story is Disha, a 35-year-old married woman with huge, huge melons and even more huge ass. To describe in numbers, she must be 38-28-38. Huge assets with the nicest kamar (waist). She usually wears a saree that reveals the most beautiful deep navel I have ever...
"She didn't want to have anything to do with that cock. He just shoved her down there, stuck it in her mouth... and fucked." Tara happened to park her car right next to Danielle's, and the two women hurried to get in line. "Wow, Tara, you outdid everyone in the slut department tonight!" Danielle exclaimed, and she was right. Tara was wearing nothing but her too-tight porn-star platform heels, a punishment-bra and a white T-shirt that almost covered her bare ass and pussy. "I wanted...
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Reddit NSFW ListSloan’s visits were always good fun. We’d go club hopping and party up a storm at all my favourite venues in the city, where the house music would pump all night long. I didn’t get to do this as often as I’d like since my husband and his friends were ‘past the party stage’. Nevertheless tonight had been fun. We had now settled in on the couch and talked for what seemed like ages about everything and nothing. His job as a surgeon made for some interesting chats as he was so passionate about...
Upgrade By Paul G. Jutras The day ended with Bert coming home to his roommate Sam. Sam had his hair up in curlers, cotton balls between his toes while his nails dried and only wore a bathrobe. Bert just tossed his laptop on the table, ripped off his tie and glared at him. "Can you do something about your appearance?' Bert asked. "I have to livehere too." "As long as I pay half the rent, I'll wear what I want, when I want," Sam said while channel surfing. "Just keep the sound...
Hello guys, I am Prakash studying in an international school. My best friends are Arun and Mahat and we always use to talk about girls and sex! Most of the times, we talked about sex in school. Since it was an international school, we had all the freedom. Even some teachers wore dresses in an indecent manner. We always flirt with these types of teachers and fantasize about them! One day, we heard that our science teacher has left and a new teacher was coming. We were free for half the period...
Hi guys, I am Sai, 24, from Vizag. For those who don’t know about me, I am a student and a part-time masseuse. I had my fair share of experiences but this one is different and crazy as I never did expect so many times in this session. This experience is about a lady with a hot body – very busty who is a sister of my client (Sruthi’s) friend. Well, I was enjoying holidays with trips and bike rides, early morning beach rides with friends. Then one day I got a call from an unknown number, asking...
My buddies Phil and Joey are always teasing me about doing it with my big-tittied little sister Brittany, but I never guessed it could really happen and it would be Brittany's idea! I must be crazy getting ready to fuck my lil s*s with my two best friends joining in. We all just stand there like dummies, but the busty Brittany takes charge by kneeling before us and saying "Don't just stand there like dummies - take your clothes off!" We set a land-speed record getting undressed and she starts...
o, I'm 19 years old and I'm heading over to see an uncle that lived in Reading. My cousin, his c***d from a recently divorced marriage, has come over to stay from Australia for about a month or so.Justine, was exactly one year younger than me, but I hadn't seen her since I was three years old and clearly I couldn't remember that. I had seen occasional pictures through the years but without the days of the internet and the ease of email, it wasn't like we were in any form of contact.There was...