Gwen and Abbie
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It was now several months since Gwen Mitchell's husband Tom has passed away and the fifty-eight-year-old Gwen was now having a couple of drinks in the pub with her longtime friend Mavis Tompkins. They had had a couple of drinks when Gwen said, "Do you know what I miss most with Tom gone?""Getting shagged?" asked Mavis."No, I do miss that but mostly I miss getting spanked," announced Gwen."I never knew Tom spanked you, Gwen," said Mavis who was very surprised at that admission."Often, but I...
SpankingI met Gwen on my first day at work. She was the receptionist and the person who issued me my temporary ID badge and told me where to report in. To say that I was taken by the raven haired beauty with the deep blue eyes would be a massive understatement. Going gaa gaa over her would be closer to the truth. I did notice that there were no rings on her finger. As I walked away from her desk I'd already made up my mind that I was going to try and get something going with her. Easier said than...
They have to stop to take some break.evrything was fine until "Dr. Animo escaped. Calling for backup to stop him.” the message was broadcasted on the radio of Grandpa Max's RV. It took not even a second for Ben to ask Grandpa Max to catch Dr. Animo. Grandpa Max switched to the turbo mode .The RV went half way when it broke down. “You can transform to XLR8 Ben and catch-up Dr. Animo”, said the grandpa. With a pass of a second Ben transformed into XLR8. As he was about to leave...
Although when she first said it Gwen Mitchell did not really mean that perhaps Alan Mills would spank and fuck her and Mavis Tompkins on the same occasion the more that she and Mavis thought about it the better the idea seemed.With Mavis's husband Mike due to be away all the following week for work Mavis was going to contact Alan to visit her for her semi-regular spanking and sex session and now that Alan had given Gwen her first, very memorable, session Gwen was keen for a second meeting.The...
ThreesomesMy name is Govind and I want to share a true story from about 6 years ago (circa 2013).While studying in undergrad, I became friends with Gwen. We both were taking an art history class for our lib ed requirements. She had come into the lecture hall once reeking of weed. As a fellow connoisseur of herbal remedies, we started smoking soon together after that. We talked a lot about music and since our tastes were so different, I got to learn about many new artists. A couple times, she had talked...
It had been almost 2 years, and at my age I was worried. Previously this site for affairs had produced 3 year long periods of fun. All 3 had chosen after a year to end it, two going back to their husbands, the other finding a single man to marry. Now I get a message from an Asian woman of 42 years, who lives within 15 minutes’ distance. The message was private to me and included 3 pictures. She was beautiful, with long hair to the middle of her back and what seemed to be much more than the...
Gwen and I met in college. The meeting was not an auspicious one and anyone seeing it would never in a million years have suspected that one day we would be man and wife. It was in the college bookstore at the beginning of the spring term. The last item on my list was the Managerial Economics text. There was only one copy left on the shelf and as I was reaching for it some one else saw that it was the last copy and they lunged forward and tried to beat me to it. The person bumped into me and...
One-by-one each student graduated, soon to be replaced by a new one as wide-eyed and innocent as Gwen had been when she arrived. Our heroine lost track of the number of times she watched boys spurting -- either into the air or into someone else. The only way to count the number of pussies she'd lapped and the number of times she'd been mounted was to read her diary, which Mrs. Gracely required each student to keep while being trained. The diary would be shared with the student's family...
She gave a sigh of relief as she drove away. The k**s were all at camp, and she had a whole week all to herself! No one to cook for, no one to drive anywhere, no one else’s schedule to deal with. Nothing except what she wanted to do. As she drove the two hours home, she thought about what she would do that week. sleep – definitely. Eat junk food – also definitely. Maybe go see a movie. Go to a bookstore without k**s and spend all day browsing. As she drove up to her house she stopped...
1. I was an athletic girl and loved running sports and gymnastics during P.E. at school. The sweat and hard breathing made me feel alive. I was always up for a game of tag-your-it, we actually called it “tagyourit.” I loved being chased around. I loved wearing flowing dresses in the summer. I hated pants so much that I would only wear them if it was cold. At that time, I also hated panties too. I would get into trouble when my mom found out I had no panties on. Once she had my daddy spank my...
1.I was an athletic girl and loved running sports and gymnastics during P.E. at school. The sweat and hard breathing made me feel alive. I was always up for a game of tag-your-it, we actually called it “tagyourit.” I loved being chased around. I loved wearing flowing dresses in the summer. I hated pants so much that I would only wear them if it was cold. At that time, I also hated panties too. I would get into trouble when my mom found out I had no panties on. Once she had my daddy...
Peter could not believe his eyes as he traveled throughout the suicide sector slums the next day. Everywhere he turned, there was a female superhero he knew dressed like a 2$ whore or an old girlfriend on a street corner looking like a slut who was just begging for cock. He had been careful not to be seen by them but knew that by the time Starfire made her rounds, the whole female population of the slums would know he was there and what huge cockmeat he was packing. Seeing the actual...
A social whirl enveloped Gwen after her coming out party. Several times a week she was invited to visit one neighbor or another. She sometimes accompanied her parents, and other times she and her brother went together. Still other times she went alone. Always, though, she returned home with her slit well lubricated and her sexual fires quieted for a few hours. Gwen and Thad were popular socially, for between them they could satisfy the most lascivious and rampant desires of men or women....
Gwen Anderson had lived in the same house now for over 60 years. She'd been there 25 years by herself, after her husband Chris had passed away after a massive heart attack. There were no children, as Gwen was unable to get pregnant and neither one of them wanted to adopt any children. They figured is Gwen was unable to get pregnant then they were meant to be childless. They had a good life, getting married just after Gwen turned 19. Chris was already 20 and they'd been dating, with their...
Gwen and Marcie Thaxter had been best friends for as long as the girls could remember. They were nearly the same age — Marcie was five months older — and they lived just a few miles apart on the same lane. For years, they'd explored each other's bodies in childish ways. Pushing, probing, tickling and once even kissing each other's developing breasts. But they'd been too shy to go any further. It was a Tuesday, and Gwen was visiting Marcie for the first time since returning from Gracely...
QUICK BACKGROUND Gwen and I, my name is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became best friends. Gwen was the most beautiful girl at school and had been elected to our high school homecoming royalty in our freshman, sophomore, and junior years. In the middle of our junior year Sarah Elizabeth moved to our city. Her father had just become CEO of the biggest company in our city. She and her family moved into one of the most expensive houses available in town. Sarah Elizabeth who we...
Gwendolyn Markham gazed from her bedroom window as the servant guided the limousine to the front door of the mansion. Gwen knew the carriage was for her, but she lingered. Apprehension, eagerness and fear flowed through her body as a deep shiver. The 16-year-old girl knew she was about to experience new delights. For years her mother had spoken mysteriously of Gwen's "initiation." It would be her rite of passage into womanhood. Afterwards, she would be looked upon seriously by men who...
So Gwen and I were were back up hiking in the Hills..A beautiful gay it was, After a couple of hours climbing I said to Gwen, " lets have a break and something to eat. She said that sounds great, " I need a rest "Then she said " let's go down this way, off the path " So we head down the hill a bit, then come across some large rocks, " Perfect says Gwen " Next thing she is taking her clothes off.. And starts to strip me naked. Then she gets on her knees and takes my cock in that beautiful slut...
I went home and, just to kill time, mowed the lawn, walked the dogs, and other various chores. Next thing I knew, it was almost time for Ingrid to get home. I showered, and when she arrived we talked about our days (I was a little less forthcoming than usual) and about our plans for the evening. Around 5:00, Gwen called to say she was close and did we want her to come there or meet her at the restaurant. I suggested we meet her at Joe's, her father-in-law, so we could unload her car and...
Her education at Gracely House unleashed desires that Gwen had never known. Shortly after returning home to Markham Hall, she felt alone and increasingly horny. She tried to satisfy herself with her fingers in bed or in the woods, but that was only a temporary solution. Her desire for the hard thrusting of a man between her legs was growing. Thus it was with surging hormones and above-average curiosity that she knocked at her mother's bedroom door. "Come to my room at 10 o'clock," Mrs....
On the second shift of the second full day Gwendoline and Harriet were working together, the guard with the spanking fetish turned up on duty. Gwen was quite pleased to see him, as Harry had told her all about him! Although she had never sought for this kind of experience since her marathon session with Mrs Travers (a lady Gwen had met several times since, but on a purely social basis!) she still had a slight hankering - an involuntary spanking from this fellow held no terrors for her - quite...
100% fiction! I was eighteen, in my first year at college, my sister, Gwen was nineteen, in her second year. We were from the Midwest but Gwen went to a west coast school and mine was on the east coast, we both took summer courses, so I hadn’t seen her in almost two years. Last summer Mother’s parents organized a big family reunion for their anniversary and begged us to come home. Relatives came from all over the country, more than our house could hold, so me and Gwen shared a room at a local...
IncestThe teacher and her class entered the sitting room where Gwen watched Mrs. Gracely milk Kevin that afternoon. Butlers served brandy. A divan was in the center, more brightly lit than the sofas and chairs around the perimeter. "You haven't come yet, Amanda," Mrs. Gracely said to the last of the girls. "Are you ready to receive the staff?" "Oh, yes, Mrs. Gracely," the girl said eagerly and with a trace of lust in her voice. "Then assume your position. Offer yourself, and we'll see...
The next few days at Gracely House were a blur for Gwen. The tempo of each day was the same. Morning and afternoon were for private time, which often meant one-on-one tutoring from Mrs. Gracely, and evening was for group lessons. After lunch each day, Mrs. Gracely instructed the students about subjects such as safe sex, avoiding diseases and pregnancy. Her curriculum was intended to prepare the teens completely. Gwen's cocksucking skills improved, and soon she could skillfully milk a male...
Seeing his stepmother descending into full-on slut mode with her daughter was all it took for Alex to decide the time was right. Pushing Izzy back and off of his now slick shaft, he stood up and moved around behind Gwen, spanking her ass slightly as he lifted her hips up a bit and put his knees between hers, parting her thighs, and opening her sex to him. Gwen was already sopping wet, he could see her sex glistening and her excitement making her baby smooth pussy shine in the dining room...
I lay in bed, head buzzing with the events from earlier, while my wife of 20 years slept beside me. She had sat beside me on the couch earlier while I was Skyping with my sister, but due to her obsession with baseball she’d had no idea that I was looking at my sister’s boobs and making plans for when we could have sex. Actually, Gwen is my half-sister, and I’d only known her for two months. She’d known about me for a few years, but had only recently gotten the nerve to introduce herself to...
Our wedding day was literally the happiest day of my life. Even with the stress, the last minute cold feet, the hang over from a bachelor party no one remembered, and the last minute rain storm. We got married in West Virginia, in April right around Spring Break so that we didn't miss any classes for it. We could have waited until after graduation but I wanted to get married and to my utter joy, Gwen didn't want to wait either. I wanted to do it in Reedville, so that my whole family — 25...
She left at 5:30, and was to be gone from 6:00 to noon. As nonchalantly as possible, I told her to let me know if she got off earlier so Gwen and I could be home to meet her. "What are you going to do this morning?" she asked. "Well, I thought we'd go for breakfast, if Gwen feels well enough, then if anything else needs to be done at Joe's I guess we'll do that. Otherwise, we'll just hang out and spend some time together." And fuck each other's brains out, I hope, I added...
Let me tell you about Gwen... I married her mom when she was 12. She was a sweet little blond girl, a little chubby with baby fat, just starting to develop boobs. She also had a beautiful smile. Her mom had been divorced from her dad since she was 2, and her dad was emotionally distant, and basically he did not know how to deal with little girls. He was a real redneck cowboy and just didn't get it, that she was sweet and sensitive.. There was an older brother in the picture, but he was...
Ingrid usually slept a little longer than I do, so I have a few minutes to talk with Gwen without interruption. We mostly chit-chatted, but at one point Gwen typed that she couldn’t believe she’d “done that” last night, it wasn’t like her, and she hoped I didn’t think less of her. I assured her I was absolutely fine with what had happened, and not to worry. I was getting a sinking feeling that she was having a change of heart, and that nothing would happen after all. Ingrid woke up, and as...
For the next few days Gwen and I only had a couple of opportunities for mischief, mostly just a few minutes of cuddling, kissing and touching. When her mother was up and around in the house, we behaved as we should have, normal dad/daughter type exchanges. I did catch her one time, on a Saturday morning, downstairs in the basement, leaning over the washing machine, her hair still wet from the shower. I put my hands on her hips and ran both hands up under her t-shirt to play with her boobs,...
As was my habit I stopped in at the "B" for my breakfast on my way home from my shift at the airport. It had been a hard night for me. I had to do a double brake change on a Boeing 727 and those suckers are heavy. I had to do them without the assistance of the dolly that we usually use because it was broken – both of them! Luckily I was in good shape thanks to daily visits to the gym and a three to five mile run every night so I was able to horse them into place without two much strain. The...
Gwen awoke the next morning to the sound of the maid Patricia entering the bedroom with breakfast. Sunlight streamed in through windows as the maid opened them. Fresh milk and oven-fresh muffins tasted good. Gwen felt her vigor returning. The fresh day awakened her senses, and the memory of her first day at Gracely House filled her mind. The acts Mrs. Gracely had led them to perform were incredible as the girl remembered them. It was like a dream. But she remembered Patricia and the fear...
It was late 18 year old college freshmen Gwen was tired her muscles responding just a bit slower reactions off just a tiny bit and in her head visions of a long hot bath. as she swung through the city her city. Spider-girl's patrol had just ended and in a few moments she would be done for the night it had been a slow evening and she had only interrupted a few minor crimes. The spider suit glistened with a light sheen of sweat as it hugged every single inch of her body leaving nothing to the...
As soon as we were out of sight of the house, and the cop on duty there. Martin pulled to the side of the road. He went to the rear door of th SUV to do a lot of mumbo and jumbo things back there. When he returned to the driver's seat, he had a satisfied look on his face. It was obvious to me that he had rearmed himself. I was still naked in that respect and not liking the feeling a bit. The cops had all my weapons used in the firefight and we hadn't been able to get back to my stash. When...
My husband and I are golfers and we got friendly with this new couple at our course who owned a condo in Florida, which they invited us to when they went there for a week. It was in a complex that had two golf courses, no waiting and the third day we were there, the weather was miserable. Gwen and I both did not want to play in the nasty weather, so our husbands went without us, leaving just the two of us for about five hours or so. They were no sooner out the door when Gwen took her robe off,...
LesbianWe left the shoe store and started wandering down the mall. We did some window shopping finding an outfit in a store window that she liked.. a red plaid jumper (short skirt of course) with high white stockings/socks that came up over the knee and a little white shirt. I couldn't say no to her. So instead of going in with her, I hust handed her my card and said, just that outfit, I am starving. She giggled and disappeared into the store. a few minutes later she came back out wearing the...
When I woke up again, the sun was shining in through the blinds of the camper windows and it looked like it was pretty late in the morning. I lay there for a moment, slowly taking stock of my much changed situation. Today was as different from yesterday as if I'd woken up on Mars. My entire body ached especially my hips and lower back. Surprisingly, my well used and no longer cherry ass didn't hurt at all. Oh, there was a pleasant throbbing in there, I could feel my heartbeat in my hole...
Gwen couldn?t remember how she had gotten into this situation Gwen couldn?t remember how she had gotten into this situation. The last thing she recalls was having a drink with her co-workers at the bar celebrating the new girl?s birthday. Now she was in total darkness. As she came to, she realized that she was seated in a wooden chair. Her feet were ties to the legs of the chair while her arms were bound straight out to her sides, attached to a post of some sort. Around her waist was a...
Once in the sitting room after dinner, Mrs. Gracely quickly moved Susan and Lance onto the divan and coupled them so that he took her from behind. Susan hadn't spent after performing her duty in the greenhouse, and Lance had a typical day's lust inside his balls. Both were eager to rut. They were quick to complete their course, Susan spending loudly as Lance impaled her. Both returned to the perimeter once Lance completed licking his ejaculate from between Susan's legs. Mrs. Gracely...
Hi, my name is Gwen, and I'm writing this story more for my own sanity than for any entertainment value you the reader may get from it. My doctor tells me that by writing, some of my anger and frustrations will be vented, which will hopefully calm the rage within me. There was a time, not so very long ago, when I went by another name - Greg, Greg Prewitt. There was a time when I could bench press twice my own weight with ease, a time when I worked in construction, and a time when I...
The Misadventures of Gwen Chapter 1 In the middle of my soap the phone rings and I absentmindedly answer it. ?Mrs. Donohue, please,? a man with a gruff voice says. This is Mrs. Donohue,? I respond. ?Is your husband home?? he asks. ?No, he isn't,? I answer hesitantly. ?And he won't be, Mrs. Donohue, unless you do exactly as I tell you,? he says. I panic. "What do you mean? ? I ask as my heart beats at a maddening pace. "Listen, Mrs. Donohue, I don't have time for small talk. If you...
It wasn't that she was particularly sexy. At 30-something, she was thin and of medium height. She had wavy brown hair, usually swept up in a pony tail. She didn't have much of a chest; she'd never be mistaken for a boy but she definitely did not fill out a swimsuit. Her ass was wide but flat. But she had a nice smile and she liked to laugh. And she was the wife of his much-older-than-himself-nephew. Watching her putter around the office, Caesar realized why Gwen fascinated him so much. She...
Gwen allowed the towel to drop to the floor as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Not to bad for my forthy birthday, she thought. Sure there was a few pounds and rolls and her breast were beginning to lost their battle with gravity but they were still firm. How long had it been since a man had cupped them in his hands and kissed them? Damn, it was two years since her bastard of a husband had ran off with that little tramp that was just two years older then their daughter. When the...
When we got to town, I gave her a brief tour. We'd only be there one night. We could see it in detail when we came back after graduation. We'd have the rest of our lives to memorize every brick. The rest of our lives. I was really getting used to thinking that. Gwen would be beside me for the rest of our lives. Reedville would be our home for the rest of our lives. Our car would be blue for the rest of our lives. I was probably taking it a bit far but it was hard not to. She was wearing...
As their first year of college ended, Gwen and Julie headed home for Summer vacation. The two young ladies were 19 years old and had just finished their freshman year at a university two days travel from home. They planned to leave early in the morning and spend the night in a town a little more than half way home.Julie is an attractive, vivacious girl. She has dated several guys since high school and has had many sexual experiences along the way. Julie is brunette with a touch of red. Her hair...
Neville was my first and only love. He was three years older than me which worried my mum. He did have a proper apprenticeship though, which pleased both my mum and my dad. Boys of my own age only wanted to kick a ball around or 'hang around and boast'. Neville didn't want any of that. He wanted to be with me, preferably on the back seat of his Ford 100E Pop, which is exactly what I wanted. Within a few weeks of us meeting he had taken my cherry but only with his fingers. I still loved it...
It is mid October.The light of the day has faded as I pull into the car park, its only three o'clock and but feels like it never really got light. I get out of the car, only just managing to grab hold of the door as the wind takes it, a blast of autumn winter air sending petrol receipts and empty crisp packets in the foot well spiralling rapidly as if trying to escape the interior imprisonment of the car. I pull on my water proof and zip it up. The wind squalls in untidy gusts, sending icy...
I was still catching my breath, my head was still spinning and my heart was beating like the drums in a heavy metal band. I was trembling and trying to move around in a disoriented sort of way. I felt drunk and hung over in a weirdly wonderful sort of way. In short, I was very cock drunk. The taste of cum filled my mouth and my lips and face were covered. I couldn't resist, I reached up with my fingers and started scooping it up to feed into my mouth, rub on my lips, I gloried in...
After over two hours of holding the same position in the cold afternoon air Harriet was beginning to regret not taking advantage of Gwendoline's kindness in getting her out of the assignment. It was not a comfortable pose at all, involving as it did keeping one foot raised almost off the ground with only the tip of her big toe on the ground and almost all her weight on the other. One hand was resting lightly on her hip and the other touching her breast, which Jim assured her looked fine...
During orientation, we were informed of the danger of exploring too far off campus. Our surrounding neighborhood was notorious for there rampant crimes against our student body. The best that the administration could do was to warn us about the dangers. Most of us knew to avoid certain areas and some of us would venture out into the areas around campus that was considered dangerous. It was on a night coming up to a holiday that I was made aware of a party a few streets over from the campus. ...
It was a lovely date and you were a perfect gentleman. I think nothing of it when you invite me in. We are barely inside the door when you throw me on the bed and shove your cock in my cunt. It is clear you've chosen to fuck me missionary so you can see my begging eyes as I plead with you to not **** me. It has no effect and just earns me a swift slap across the face.You stick two fingers up my ass as you **** my cunt, letting me feel the full assault, your cock still plunging in and out of my...
My name is Erin. I'm 18 years old and live in Montana. Right now i'm in the middle of a road trip through British Columbia, the Yukon and Alaska. Just me and my cat Tiger.A few days into my trip i was having breakfast in a restaurant in the little town of Invermere, British Columbia. There were two couples at the next table over and they invited me to sit with them. It turns out that they were a couple of sisters with their husbands. All in their late 40s. The sisters were both blondes and had...
An hour and a half after entering the rest stop the Wild Dogs were again on their way. Daisy had entertained Rolf for the last half hour, enthusiastically offering him her body orifices. After partaking of all three, Rolf had agreed for Daisy to ride with him while Kimmie was given to a lean, dark complexioned biker they called Bucky. He made her ride the horn completely naked although his horn was firmly implanted in her nest instead of rectum. The cool night air chilled her and her young...
I helped her unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants. I tried to push them down, but they hung up on my cock. She giggled and reached in my boxers to help. When I felt her hand on my cock I nearly came right then. A shock went through my body, and something as close to an orgasm as I could have without ejaculation caused me to arch my back and nearly fall... "Don't do anything for a minute baby, I have never felt anything like this before, it is just so good.." Her face lit up and her eyes...
Mike and I had been best friends for about five years. Physic ally, we couldn't have been more different. He was six foot three and 250 pounds of hard muscle, tan skin, lots of dark hair, and good looks. I am five foot seven, fair skinned. blonde and I weigh about 118 soaking wet. We met at work and were friendly enough but nothing more than "work friends" for about a year, then one day my little sports car wouldn't start after work and Mike spotted me staring at the engine helplessly...
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