The Lion King Simba and Kiara Part 3 1
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Introduction: Kiara and Kovu are inexperienced with sex and ask for help This story does not belong to me. It belong to its original poster LORDSOFTRUNKS. I am simply posting here to help spread his/her work since I couldnt find this story anywhere else here you go Ouch…. Kiara moaned as she felt tender around her left hind leg. Kiara walked up the promontory of Pride Rock and into the cave, where she was surprised to find her father Simba, taking a nap. Kiara…. Simba awoke sensing the...
"Ouch...." Kiara moaned as she felt tender around her left hind leg. Kiara walked up the promontory of Pride Rock and into the cave, where she was surprised to find her father Simba, taking a nap. "Kiara...." Simba awoke sensing the presence of his daughter as she walked inside the cave. "Hi daddy..." Kiara said. Simba then noticed the cut on one of her legs. "Hey, what happened to you?" Simba asked. "Oh, I'd rather not say..." Kiara started, with a vague feeling of...
Shift Happens: Kiara by Kaitlyn Autofield Prerequisite - Shift Happens: Lionel *****One Hour Before The Shift***** Kiara's hand slid down Jake's leg as she sipped down her Martini, a devious smile painted on her lips while the others flirted with one another. ?Silvia seemed distracted, although Tom continued making his moves on her while Hannah helped to shield Tom's advances. "Should we...?" Kiara flirted and giggled, running a hand through her vibrant red hair; her green...
Few things in life are sexier than a perfectly sculpted MILF. Sure, 18+ teens are pretty fucking hot too. But they don’t have the experience of a MILF.And before you tell me, ‘oh no! I know plenty of legal teens that know how to suck and ride a cock,’ boy, sit the fuck down! No one – and I mean no one – knows how to make a dick their like a MILF. And when you take a look at Twitter.com/mysexykiaramia – the official Twitter account of porn star Kiara Mia – you will know what I’m talking...
Twitter Porn AccountsAs Kiara started training, she started to notice glances from some of the boys and even a couple of the girls. She didn't think of herself as pretty and had never had any real attention off of anyone before. The rumblings of attention made feel uncomfortable, even though nothing was done or said, she did everything she could to dissuade them. She wore baggy clothes in downtime that didn't show off her figure and she made sure not to give any of the males in her training group too much...
I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being ****d. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other c***dren. The one that stands out the most is the time that I ****d...
I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being ****d. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were no more than 6 years old. That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other c***dren. The one that stands out the most is...
Kiara had been totally exposed today, her hormones were flooding her bloodstream and she was still so desperately turned on from her interrupted masturbation session in the toilet stall. She subtly smelled her fingers and confirmed what she already knew. Anyone in close proximity, would know how turned on she was without even looking at the spreading patch between her legs, you could smell the sharpness of pussy on her fingers and emanating from between her legs. She was a mess, a shaking mess...
Hi guys, I’m Kiara. I’m a 44 years old single mother. I have 18 children of my own. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an American diplomat, and my mother was Indian. I was born and raised in India. It wasn’t until I completed my education I moved to Australia. The incident I’m going to share with you guys occurred when I was still a junior college student. After my parents passed away, my siblings and I switched college to a less expensive one. My older brother became the breadwinner of...
Approaching her, he pushed her down. Lying her back on his desk he seemed to fill the space between her legs. She could feel the cold smooth wood of the desk on her back, she could feel the mans course hair of his thighs rub against hers. Her soft, subtle smoothness an antithesis of his course, rough solidity. Finally, she received the sensation that she longed for as his shaft up rubbed up against her pussy. She pushed herseld up onto her elbows, she wanted to see the moment happen. She...
Hi readers, this is Kabir, 21 years old back with another story. I am staying in Mumbi and I have a fetish for long hair. This incident happened 2 years back with my neighbour. She is 4 years elder to me and her name is Kiara. We stay in a good society in Mumbai on the second floor adjacent to each other. Kiara stayed in the town side area of Mumbai with her parents and came here just during her vacations. I had seen her earlier also during a few functions. But today she looked like a bomb. She...
Hi guys, I’m Kiara. I’m a 44 years old single mother. I have 18 children of my own. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an American diplomat, and my mother was Indian. I was born and raised in India. It wasn’t until I completed my education I moved to Australia. This story is the continuation of my previous part. So, without wasting any more words, let’s get on with it. We packed our books, our notebooks, and a few clothes that we would have needed for the next 11 days. We had altered the...
Hi guys, I’m Kiara. I’m a 44 years old single mother. I have 18 children of my own. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an American diplomat, and my mother was Indian. I was born and raised in India. It wasn’t until I completed my education I moved to Australia. It was 9:30 at night. Our dinner was made, and boys were sent to the room where they were supposed to sleep. But for my sisters and me, there was no room. Principal sir held us back. The other 5 teachers who taught us other subjects...
Hi everyone, my name is Kabir. I’m 21 years old, staying in Bombay. I have a long hair fetish. This incident happened 2 years back with my neighbor. She’s 4 years elder to me and her name is Kiara. We stay in good society in Mumbai on the second floor adjacent to each other. I love foreplay, hair play, hair jobs more. Read the first part for the precap. Next morning I woke up a bit late and by the time Kiara left for her house. She had to go to some relatives place and would be coming in the...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Being yesterday’s hero took some getting used to. Cole Reynolds was no longer the star quarterback. No, at the tender age of eighteen, he was a has-been, already looking back with nostalgia at those thrilling Friday nights on the gridiron, sharing the heat of battle with his loyal teammates, cheered on by his adoring fans. But life goes on, and for him that meant getting through his last semester at Damascus High, applying for college and keeping himself in shape to perhaps play college ball....
Cole Givens heaved himself up and down with great, ragged, moist, sweaty breaths as the young girl's body below him made appropriately cushioned wet noises but the feeling had left him. A minute or two ago he was okay. A moment ago he was…he was there, right there, but now something had intervened. The movement was good but something was just not right. Eighteen she said back at the Shell Key Bar. Cole thought as he squeezed her breasts and teased her nipples. That had turned into...
I had spent some time writing down erotica stories about my true life experiences. Everything happened to me, but it didn’t always happen on the same day. One evening I was particularly horned up and I re-read the stories about my cousin ‘Cole.’ He is a few years older than me and when we were boys we would shower together. He taught me how to suck his dick, and later ride his cock, with everything coming to a climax in a threesome with his best man before he got married. After that, I...
Kate stroked the cue stick, grinning to herself as the shaft slipped back and forth between her fingers. She loved the game of pool. Tonight, after two glasses of beer, sexual innuendo seemed to be spinning through her mind. Kate chuckled. Sticks and balls and holes waiting to be filled up. She wasn’t usually so crass. Leaning against the pool table, she carefully took aim. In one fluid movement, the tip of the cue stick collided with the chalk-stained white ball, causing a chain reaction on...
He was red faced and breathing heavily. He had a surprised expression on his face and Kiara wondered why. As she did so she felt a bead of juice run down the inside of her leg. Maybe she wasn't supposed to be so turned on by the spanking she'd received. They made eye contact. She was was still breathing deeply and gulped, composing herself. Slowly, she slipped off her shorts and flip flops. Sitting back on the edge of his desk slightly she spread her legs a little, an invitation. Or perhaps...
Hello dosto, mera naam hai Kiara. Main mixed race hoon. Mere dad American Diplomate the aur meri maa Indian. Meri umar 44 hai. Main ab Australia mein rehti hoon. Lekin meri kafi life India mein spend hui hai. Mere filhaal 18 bachche hain. Yeh kahani main apni friend ki id se post kar rahi hoon. Ab kahani par aate hain. Aaj se kai saal pehle ki baat hai. Maine apni MBBS ki padhai puri karke internship bhi complete karli thi. Mere Maa-Dad tab Kenya mein the. Dad ki posting waha ho gayi thi. Par...
I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being raped. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other children. The one that stands out the most is the time that I...
Clay and I rode together in his car, while Clay dropped Nate off at home, proudly displaying phone numbers for Marko, Matt, Jessie, and Mike. Clay showed me he got Brian’s number and a few others. Cole didn’t share with the young guys that he too got Marko and Matt’s numbers. Clay and Cole sat in the pool house for a while and talked while Nate and I cleaned up, made some dinner, and chatted about new swim and under gear styles coming out. Cole motioned for us to come over and all was well....
Clay and I rode together in his car, while Clay dropped Nate off at home, proudly displaying phone numbers for Marko, Matt, Jessie, and Mike. Clay showed me he got Brian’s number and a few others. Cole didn’t share with the young guys that he too got Marko and Matt’s numbers. Clay and Cole sat in the pool house for a while and talked while Nate and I cleaned up, made some dinner, and chatted about new swim and under gear styles coming out.Cole motioned for us to come over and all was well. ...
I cannot say I was devastated by the news of my husband's unfortunate accident. While he was a good man and loving husband he was frugal and rather old fashioned. I did feel a loss over not having him around I did realize that this gave me freedom to explore myself and actually live a lifestyle that his amassed wealth could easily afford instead of living in a four bedroom cabin in the middle of nowhere I could finally move back to the city.During the week that I was waiting to hear from the...
Chapter 2After he was finished I felt confused. I know what I just did was wrong on so many levels, yet I felt that I needed something more. My conscious mind was disgusted by what I had just done while at the same time I could feel that the crotch my panties were soaked. This and the idea that I could bring such pleasure to a man left me in a sort of emotional shock.Without saying anything I left the den and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of orange juice. Upon entering the kitchen I...
Introduction: She asked me help with her yard. Both of them... My name is Jason. The following happened when I was a junior in high school with my English III teacher, Ms. Cole. Her hair was short and natural black, a rarity; she had two large, round, possibly 36F size breasts; her waist was about forty-eight inches, but that didn’t matter because her ass was the perfect size; her long legs were very slim compared to the rest of her body. They were big, yes, but not huge. Everything about her...
One afternoon, after seventh hour, I was on my way home when Mrs. Cole calls me over to the class. “I need some yard work done tomorrow after school. Do you think you can help me out?” she asked. “Sure. I can be over there right after school. Just give me the address.” I replied. She wrote the address on a slip of paper and told me to be there by 3:45. The next day was a Friday. School went on as normal. But that afternoon was when I was going to Mrs. Cole’s house. I hopped into...
I woke slowly the next morning with the sunshine streaming in the window and watched the little dust motes dancing in the beams. The memories of last night after dinner slowly came back one by one as I finally had a chance to reflect and try and deal with the moral issues that last night had shattered my whole ideas of sex, and right from wrong. I knew that if anyone ever found out about what had transpired then I would go to jail.I also considered the fantastic orgasm that my daughter had...
"Nice to see you're on time today," he says through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching around his biting tone. He steps aside to let me in, and there's a second where I think running would be the right thing to do. But his brown eyes are drilling into me and somehow I end up in front of him despite my desire to escape. "I thought you might not come back after last time, Joan." He sneers at me, curls his lip to reveal sparkling white teeth, and I'm reminded of a wolf's grin before he...
Hello dosto, mera naam hai Kiara. Main mixed race hun. Mere dad American Diplomate the aur meri maa Indian. Meri umar 44 hai. Main ab Australia mein rehti hun. Lekin meri kafi life India mein spend hui hai. Mere filhaal 18 bachche hai. Yeh kahani main se post kar rahi hun. Ab kahani par aate hai. Zafar ki randi bane hue mujhe kareeb 2 mahine ho gaye the. Uss beech Qasim, Viju, aur Baku ne mujhe roz choda. Zafar aur Ravindar bhi kabhi-kabhi aaya karte the. Un 2 mahino mein mujhe 7 baar client...
The strange thing about what happened, between my daughter's best friend and me, was that it seemed so perfectly natural, so utterly ordinary. It was never a destination that either of us chose, but it was a place that both of us were happy to travel to. More than happy in fact, ecstatic - at least in my case. You'd have to ask Cassie about her recollection of the events of last year. Most of all, it didn't seem strange and it didn't seem wrong, though it was clearly the former and more than...
The drive was beautiful. california is a great state with great boys. i had everything planned and with the help of some close contacts i should be able to get what my 6 inch dick wants. i got a call and it was one of my contacts. me:yes con: i have everything in place. they are going to be at the resturant at 8 pm. they will be sitting in seat 24 which is right next to an emergency exit. the interrigation rooms are in place as well. me: thank you my good man. Con: so you really think...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
Your at home looking at pictures of Cheryl Cole, the English beauty from Newcastle. She has been in the public eye since she won a competition called Popstars the Rivals. She was going up against other girls for the chance to be in a girlband, there were five chances to get into the band and Cheryl won one of them. Ever since then she and her Girls Aloud bandmates have been lusted for by every man in the UK. While looking at a particular picture of Cheryl, one that you really like, there is a...
Whilst reading a popular mens magazine, you notice a full page advertisement offering the chance to date the popstar Cheryl Cole. Although seriously doubting winning the competition, you figure that it's at least worth a shot. Hey, you may even win the runners-up prize; a signed copy of her latest solo album, which will probably earn quite a bit of cash off eBay because god forbid you're going to listen to the damn thing. A few months later you receive a phone call... "Hello" "Hi this is Lads...
Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.It was Saturday morning,...
IncestHopefully, most of you who have arrived at this story have already read “Fresh Fuckmeat in Thailand I and II”, so I won’t belabor the principles behind my Streams of Fuckmeat. I’ll just give a bit of an introduction here, and talk briefly about Thai women before diving in to Fuckmeat Stream Three. Work in international corporate and governmental consulting has placed me in the position to have fucked eight hundred three women, spread out over 46 countries worldwide. In five of those countries...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Four years ago, I decided to apply my experience devising strategies for businesses worldwide to develop strategies that would bring me streams of fresh Fuckmeat in the countries of the world whose women I most enjoy to fuck. Head and shoulders above the crowd of nations is, of course, Thailand. Thai women are undisputedly the world’s most beautiful, and are also by far the most satisfying sexual female creatures on earth. I have worked in Thailand several weeks a year for years, and decided...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
Hi folks.. Hows you all doin.. First let me say thanks to this site for makin us share our pleasures… This is varun from surat. Its been couple of years since ive completed my college. Presently am into business but still am in touch with my college friends. Kindly let me know your views about this story. My email id is: .pooja was one of my close friends in our group. And hardly anyone knew that we were into physical relationship. As friends and physical partners, we were enjoyin our...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
I’m a member at an LA Fitness Gym. I like to swim laps in the pool, relax in the sauna afterward, shower, dress, and go. This day was not unlike any other. I had a pretty good swim, stripped out of my wet speedo and headed for the sauna. When I entered, there were two people inside. One was the maintenance worker, a twenty-something Latino guy, thin with glasses and light facial hair. The other was a 20-ish Latino guy enjoying the sauna. The sauna is an approximately 7’x7’ room with an...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...