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When I awoke it was quite dark and my bed was empty of female company. I searched the unfamiliar room for my LED alarm clock. As this was a cheap London hotel rather than my home bedroom my search was unsuccessful. I thought about fishing about the darkness for my mobile but decided I didn't actually need to know the exact time. Instead I recalled the few hours before I'd fallen asleep. An ultra quickie from Natalie, a sexy thirty something, followed by a few hours of absolute magical sex...
I think I have found Heaven on Earth. If so, whether I am truly that ‘li’l devil’ you always joked I was, or not, I feel like a living angel. It all started when Joe, the man I told you I have been living with recently, came home from work the other day. I wish we had the time for you to meet him. I will be sending you a photo so you can see why I joke that, at 6’4′, and with arms of steel, if my ‘Giant Giuseppe,’ as I call him, holds his arms straight out, I can use them as chin up bars...
Ocurrio por accidente tu y sarah tienen unas semanas en la isla no intentaste nada con ella porque Primero ella es en extremo dulce y sencilla tiene casi toda su vida, viviendo sola en la isla por lo que ella te a dicho posiblemente ello aqui desde su infancia no tiene la malicia natural de las personas, ella es en extremo atractiva y si bien no tiene una nocion segura del tiempo que lleva en la isla asumes que ella debe tener unos 23 años. Sarah tiene un cuerpo delgado atletico mide al rededor...
The cruise ship would arrive soon, with you having spent the entire time seated in your room's bathroom. Your eyes were obsessed with an idle observation of your fingers, but your mind was elsewhere. By the sink was the letter, and the four pictures that came with it. It was there your mind rested. "We have your sister," the note said, the words orchestrated from a collection of newspaper clippings. It was a succint letter, only having two more sentences to it. The pictures did most of the...
FetishIt was a little after seven when my iPhone buzzed, letting me know I had a text message. I had it set on silent ring, since I was studying in the university library, which had been my practice for the past several weeks. Courses were getting much more difficult since I'd gotten into my major. The first two years were a breeze, but now I really had to study.The text message was from my sister, Cassie. She's in her first year at the same university where I'm a third year student. We're only one...
Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! At the same time, Kayleen Harland was finishing up with the next batch of her miracle substance, her daughter, Jolene, was hurriedly dressing in Mrs. Morales’s living room. Jolene pulled her baggy skirt over her big futa-dick, still wet with MILF juices. She left Mrs. Morales swimming in jizz. As she rushed to the front door, she pulled on her top. Kayleen hummed away as she watched the solution fade from a blue to a hot pink. It was ready. She...
Las cinco chicas se hab?an reunido para una ?ltima "fiesta de pijamas" antes del primer a?o de universidad. Se conoc?an desde siempre. Hab?an ido al mismo colegio, al mismo instituto, y hab?an crecido en el mismo barrio. Ahora tal vez eran un poco mayores para una fiesta como esa, pero pronto tomar?an caminos distintos. Claro que todas hab?an prometido visitarse las unas a las otras, juntarse cada a?o, y mantener el contacto. A?n as?, en unas pocas semanas todo ser?a distinto. Deb?an aprovechar. El destino pareci? jugar e...
Mrs. Fatima Samara Water dripped off my body as I stretched my back, my large, dusky breasts thrusting before me. My toes flexed in the soft sand of the riverbank on the autumn side of the Year’s Divide. I smiled as Cassie, my teenage ally, swam the last few feet and reached the bank, crawling out on her knees. She breathed heavily, her red hair plastered to her face and shoulders, her round, underage breasts swaying. My futa-dick throbbed at the sight of her. I had a harem of teenage...
YA ERA TARDE Y HABIAMOS QUEDADO EN VERNOS EN EL CENTRO COMERCIAL, SABIAMOS Q EL ENCUENTRO NO IBA A SER SOLO PARA CONVERSAR, VARIOS AÑOS HABIAMOS DEJADO DE VERNOS PERO NUNCA NOS OLVIDAMOS. ELLA ES UNA CHICA DE TAMAÑO MEDIO PELO NEGRO ROSTRO REDONDO DE TEZ BLANCA LABIOS CARNOSOS OJOS NEGROS VIVACES, CEJAS NORMALES CON UNA FIGURA BIEN LOGRADA, PECHOS MEDIOS A GRANDES, UN CULO BIEN FORMADO PIERNAS LARGAS A PESAR DE NO SER ALTA, PIEL SUAVE. CUANDO PIENSO EN ELLA, A QUE HUELE? O SI QUE SABOR TIENE?,...
"I need an honest answer, Keith," my girlfriend, Cassie Mansden, let out in a quiet and sombre tone. "Is there someone else? Anyone I know?" How was I supposed to answer her question? How do you tell your girlfriend that she's been replaced? And by your own sister? I had no idea. "Yeah, I think you know her," my sister's voice drifted across the room. "There's no easy way to go through this, Cassie, and I know you asked me to disappear. But this affects people that are very...
Brad walked into the small kitchen, and preheated the oven. Cassie joined him in the room as he was taking the lasagna out of the fridge that their Grandma had left them for dinner. "Want something to drink?" Cassie asked as Brad was unboxing the lasagna. "Sure, soda is fine." Brad answered back. Cassie got two sodas from the fridge. Handing one to Brad. They both sat down at the table and opened their drinks, sipping at them. "So. What's the plan for this evening?" Cassie asked...
Cassie and Wendy Find a Maid Author's Note: I decided Cassie and Wendy (from Meteor Strike) needed more than their brief appearance in that story. Seemed like I could make several people happy with this! I hope you enjoy it. Cassie woke up Saturday morning feeling a bit depressed. She had spent the previous night trawling the bars looking for someone to bring home for some sexual calisthenics but nobody that she found interesting enough was available, and the ones that were available...
I had just discovered that my k** sister schemed to get me to have sex with her because she wanted to have my baby. She had been charting her ovulation for the past several months, and knew that she was fertile this particular weekend, so she got me back to her apartment for sex. After discovering her plan, I confronted Cassie in the kitchen, where she was preparing dinner. Cassie, still nude, slowly walked over to me and placed her hands on my shoulders. "You remember a few minutes ago when...
"Can you hand me a towel please?" Brad asked Cassie, his twin sister. Cassie was at the sink brushing her teeth, Brad was in the shower. He just shut off the water. "Yeah, just a sec-" she answered, as she spit into the sink and rinsed her toothbrush off. She grabbed a towel, that she brought for herself, from a hanger on the back of the door. She turned around just as Brad was pulling the shower curtain open. His body dripping wet from the shower. "You gotta remember to bring your...
Unbeknownst to me, this year would be exceptionally good time, not only because I got to hang out with friends, but I also ended up being with a very pretty young lady that was a surprise for many reasons. It was the middle of summer, just before the Fourth of July weekend, and it seemed that every day at this event, brought out a new crowd and different vendors, and people watching was at a premium. We made sure to get set up early every morning, staking our claim with some chairs and a...
Story has change in points of view Brian Reagan I live on the original Reagan family farm in Vermont where I was born. I have a wife, Jean, and a daughter, Cassie. I also have some problems in my life that I have been unable to do much about. You see, Jean lives in Boston and Cassie, my twelve-year-old, lives with her. Jean visits me about once a month and I have Cassie for most school vacations. It is just not enough. I would say our marriage is a marriage of inconvenience. I abhor the city...
Nearly two weeks after Zack and Ellen moved into their new apartment there came a knock at the door. It was a bit of a surprise, since their place was at the end of a two-story building and offered a nearly private entrance for them and the one other apartment on the end.“El, can you get that?” Zack called from the second bedroom. He was attempting to assemble a TV stand and desk in what was going to be an office for him.“Okay!” Ellen dried her hands and went to the door. She glanced toward the...
CheatingMy Internet buddy Greinskyn again allowed me to take a story he started and run with it a bit. My thanks to him for his permission and indulgence. My thanks also to Max for his suggestions and help. Dan in rainy Los Angeles [email protected] CASSIDY The ringing doorbell finally ended Rosa's torment. A day spent waiting for her friend Cassidy to come over. She was unable to enjoy her favorite T.V. show or even taste supper... nothing to do but wait. The reason for the...
Cassie?s worst Christmas Cassie Once upon a time Cassandra Williams? life had been completely normal.? She lived in a nice house, in a nice neighbourhood with her nice mum and dad.? She was a nice girl, with nice friends.? She attended a nice school, with nice teachers. But then everything changed.? For ever. Cassie was twelve when her parents split up. It had come as a total shock to her when her mother had sat on the edge of her bed one evening and told her that her father had fallen...
The next day, back at work at Holy Cross School, Jacob Smith, the headmaster, was priding himself on resisting his would be temptress when in walked Cassie Parks again, this time with the nun who monitored the dorms and Cassie’s roommate, Jill Pierce. If Cassie was on one end of the spectrum, Jill was on the other. Fully aware of her sexuality and how to use it to get what she wanted. Jill was basically a slut. She snuck off campus, offered blow jobs to male teachers for better grades and had...
First TimeChapter 2 Crashing Bobby’s Birthday Party Written By: Mr. Mongo Cassie left the homeless man in her dust as he still held onto his pecker. She laughed to herself at the thought of that. Now is the time to try to figure out where she is. Cassie knows the mall is at least ten miles from her house, she had run that distance before, but that was with sidewalks and the roads fully clothed. Now she’s buck wild naked, so she had to be smart about where she can go without being seen or caught by...
Chapter 1 Stripped By Miss Piggy Written By: Mr. Mongo Despite a bad head cold Cassie took a shopping trip to the mall on her Fourth of July vacation. She hoped to take advantage of the fact everyone is at the beach or barbequing in his or her backyards it gave her a near empty shopping mall. For once she won’t have men gawking at Cassie as she shopped. As she walked through the nearly deserted mall, Cassie decided to try on clothes at the Fashion Hub a local thrift shop that actually...
Cassie and I had a great day of sight seeing and shopping. She thrilled at getting some new clothes. The furniture store scheduled us for delivery for the next day. By the time evening had come we were both famished. I stopped off at a steak house for dinner before we headed home. That night Cassie didn't even make the pretext of wearing panties with her t-shirt when she climbed next to me in bed. Cassie snuggled right up to me. She draped an arm and leg over me. I put my arms around my...
Special thanks to Kanga40 for her editing and patience on this piece, and to the three or four readers who requested we do it. We hope you enjoy. *** Cassie Ross struggled to push her way through the heavy door as the full impact of the night’s events began to sink in and overwhelm her. Someone brushed past her in a hurry, not even noticing that she had tears streaming down her face. Actually, that was just fine with Cassie. She hated for anyone to see her cry. Dammit, she hated being weak...
The sky was clearing and the sun was coming out nicely. It had been a dull trip but now the sky was blue and there was a nice glint of sun coming off the water below. I recognized where we were and knew we were only about fifteen minutes away. The drone of the single engine Otter float plane would put you to sleep. The pilot George Freeman was an old family friend of ours and flew charters into the secluded fishing lodges. One of many in the Queen Charlotte Islands and is owned by my family and...
Weeks went by. Claudia kept in touch by text message. I was quite impressed by the amount of money she was bringing in, selling off surplus housing fixtures and odd and ends. She informed me that she was going to update some of the lighting and decor around the house, as well as doing some other general maintenance. I trusted her judgement and based on how her bank account was steadily going upwards instead of down, I was inclined to trust her. Candace would occasionally share pictures that...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Cassie Hole Pt 6 The pool shimmered in the heat, the clean blue water undulating restlessly against the sides of the tiles. Michael worked some business ledgers and the cell phone that was always at his side. The sun that embraced the L.A. mansion that day was harsh and full, the shadows long and high. “Has he been picked up yet?” He asked into the cell. “Good.” He set back the phone, dismissing it and looking at his watch. A good forty-five minutes or...
IncestCassie McCaffery nearly dropped her coffee cup when her best friend made his request. "Th-Three way?" She gasped, putting the cup down with a shaking hand. "You have got to be kidding!" Mark Benson grinned wickedly at his childhood buddy. "Cass, I thought you'd be overjoyed!" The busty redhead felt her face grow warm. "Overjoyed, he says?" She took a deep breath. "You can't be serious! Tracy is my friend too! She isn't just my roommate! She's also your fiancée! She'd hate us...
The next few weeks were extremely busy for Cassie as she had several weddings and parties booked at the store. Still, that didn't stop Kevin from stopping by every other day to take her to lunch or dinner. A few times, he'd even volunteered his services to deliver flowers when her regular help had called in sick and she was caught in a bind. Cassie was becoming very comfortable with their friendship, and she had to admit, she liked having a guy around as a friend, someone she could depend...
An ignorant part of me still persisted: “I’m feeling up a REAL girl’s tits, this was so much better than it was with Cassie”. It wasn’t the truth of course, but I made myself believe it. Gail and I never had sex that day. She was way too nervous to have sex, but I got the opportunity to explore an actual vagina. I’ll never forget the sweet memories I had with Gail that day. She taught me a lot: spots to pay attention to, how to finger a girl, and a ton of foreplay. They say you never...
I read the note already waiting for us when we checked into the hotel; "Mr. & Mrs. Yorke, Welcome to St. Lucia, my driver will arrive at the hotel at 4pm". It was signed, Del Grande. It was our first visit to this lovely little island in the Windward Group and its purpose was twofold. The first was straight forward enough - a well earned vacation. The second was much more unusual and had everything to do with Del Grande's note. The car arrived promptly at 4 and took us north towards Marigot....
InterracialAfter one of the most exhausting weekends of her life and all the fuss with Andi, Cassie was relieved to get back to work. Yet again Cassie had spent longer at the hospital the day before than she'd planned, simply because Andrea's parents needed a break to head back to their hotel and get some sleep. Cassie stayed by her best friend's bedside all day, doing her best not to bring up uncomfortable conversational pieces like, "By the way, did you know your asshole husband threatened my...
Note : This story is completely fictional! As she waited there on the floor, she could sense them collect themselves, pulling up their pants and zipping up and quietly move out the door. She stood and went back to the living room and checked her sluttish face in the mirror and gaped in the last few strings of jizz onto her tongue. She made her way upstairs and went to the bathroom to prepare herself for HIM. As she stepped out of the shower the phone rang and she flung herself over the bed as...
IncestNote : This story is completely fictional! Cassie woke up and reached for her Daddy, Michael, remembering HIS fat cock after her tease with Salazar, her perfect posing cunt candy opened to Daddy’s business partner, wanting desperately to have Salazar fuck and use her for HIM, because she knew Daddy wanted that. When HE interrupted and all Cassie got was a hot thick juice load on her face, and HE came in then took her back and fucked and abused her tender fuck holes, she just smiled and thrilled...
IncestCassie and Savannah had been best friends since seventh grade and the summer before their senior year they became even more than that. With no school to get up in the morning for the girls spent almost every night sleeping over at each others houses. One mid July night they were at Savannah’s place watching TV, bored out of their minds. Their parents were on vacation together and they had the house all to themselves. “Cassie?” Savannah called her best friend’s name. Cassie was laying next to...
LesbianEsto me ocurrió a los 18 años, en una reunión de apoderados (cita en el cual los padres, de los alumnos o escolares, son citados para entrega de promedio de notas o exámenes, además de noticias del establecimiento) Mi madre fue conmigo a la reunión la cual se realizaban por lo general a las 20:00 pm, llegamos al liceo puntual, pero yo a diferencia de mis amigos y compañeros, bestia con el uniforme formal de la escuela, ya que me darían un reconocimiento al esfuerzo y mis notas, algunos de mis...
Casandara Wilcox stepped out of the shower and stared at her image being reflected back to her in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. Most women would kill to possess the feminine attributes Cassie took for granted, large heavy breasts, a flat wash board stomach, long lean legs, a tight but full bottom, a lovely face framed by medium length brown hair, and of course a large lipped succulent vagina! After twenty three years, however, Cassie still sometimes broke down crying...
Casandara Wilcox stepped out of the shower and stared at her image being reflected back to her in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. Most women would kill to possess the feminine attributes Cassie took for granted, large heavy breasts, a flat wash board stomach, long lean legs, a tight but full bottom, a lovely face framed by medium length brown hair, and of course a large lipped succulent vagina! After twenty three years, however, Cassie still sometimes broke down...
TransI didn’t always like oral sex. Don’t get me wrong – I like to eat pussy, and the ladies tell me that I’m really good at it. What I mean is that I wasn’t much turned on by a blow job. It felt good, yes, but it wasn’t something that would float my boat, so to speak. Until I met Cassie. The way Cassie does it just drives me wild. One thing that helps is that Cassie has braces on her teeth. I have always thought braces were sexy. The other thing is...
Cassie's day couldn't get any worse, she had flown halfway around the world to see her boyfriend who was studying in England, and she had found out that he was sleeping with a girl on the same course. Needless to say she had packed her bags and walked out. So this was how she found herself walking alone through the streets of Leeds with no idea where she was going or what she was going to do. The first thing she needed was a drink and a bite to eat. Across the road was a wine bar that served...
LesbianCain was lying on the couch with Cassie, slowly stroking the flatness of his pretty wife's stomach. Just yesterday, they had happily found out from her doctor she was miraculously blessed with triplets. They had been only married for a year and had finally decided to conceive.It was ironic in the fact that they had both wanted exactly three children, and it was all going to be done in just one pregnancy. At times, he had expressed if it were humanly possible, they would have thousands of...
FetishCassie was a looker. And she knew it. She had that kind of look that turned men’s heads when she walked down the street, and she always dressed to get attention.Her usual style of dress was either skin tight trousers, high heels that made her long legs look even longer and slimmer, and tops that did little to hide the swell of her breasts.If it wasn’t the trousers, it was mini skirts. They didn’t actually display the pleasures hidden beneath, but every man I know would have done anything to...
Introduction: Must read part one first As we were laying there recovering from the best orgasm ever, I asked Cassie when was the last time her mom kissed her down there. She told me that when Tracie and her moved in with me. She told me we couldnt do that anymore because I might find out. If I found out I would have Tracie put in jail and she would never see her mom again. As I was laying there thinking about what Cassie just told me, Tracie called to let us know she would be home in about an...
If you asked Cassie now why she started it, she would probably not be able to give you a straight answer; it seemed it was just something that happened of its own accord. It wasn’t as if she didn’t have a great sex life. Indeed, for a fourteen-year-old her sex life was amazing. Her Grampa had been fucking her and licking her puss at least four times a week for several weeks since she went to live with him while her Mom and Dad tried to sort out their marital problems and he gave her at least...
As I was laying there thinking about what Cassie just told me, Tracie called to let us know she would be home in about an hour. I talked with Cassie some more about what just happened. I told her she must never let anyone know what we just did not even her best friend or she would never see her mom or me again. She said she understood and wouldn’t tell anyone. I then asked her if she would like to do what we did again but have her mom join us. She had a grin on her face you could see from a...
I didn't always like oral sex. Don't get me wrong - Ilike to eat pussy, and the ladies tell me that I'mreally good at it. What I mean is that I wasn't muchturned on by a blow job. It felt good, yes, but itwasn't something that would float my boat, so to speak.Until I met Cassie.The way Cassie does it just drives me wild. One thingthat helps is that Cassie has braces on her teeth. Ihave always thought braces were sexy. The other thingis that she doesn't just jump right in and expect me tocum in...
I wish to mention. I know there are matters that would arise in real life that I'm not dealing with. It's by design, I'm calling it artistic licence. It is fiction after all, and I want to keep it 'sweet and sentimental'. Ages... undetermined, I don't know myself, early teens maybe. Calum/Cassie 12 to 14, Sarah 14 to 16. Perhaps. I've left that up to the reader to call, if you choose. ********** Tuesday came around. Calum woke after a sound sleep, and as he was getting...
I got to school the next morning, and met up with Cass. Everything seemed fine, she was her normal self. We went to the entrance, got undressed, and went inside. That's when all hell broke loose. We walked in, and noticed people huddled in knots at various points along the corridor. We went to one of them, and took a look. People were looking at something that had been hung up on the walls. GodDAMMIT! Someone had gotten a camera. Somehow, they had taken a picture of Cassie-not all of...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Cassie and Michael walked into the mall, and she tugged him into a shop called Rave, a hip store that catered to young girls, rather something more than that, a store that specialized in fashion that was on the edge of MTV and the more subtler side of porn, some of the sunglasses and types of clothing actually had sponsors like Metro or Anabolic or Vivid Films which he recognized as porn distributors. They went in and Cassie immediately squeezed hard...
IncestI woke to the sound of surf in the small, tidy room. French doors opened onto a charming patio, and the next step was in warm dry sand. This two week vacation was a dream come true, a fantasy realized, on Isla de la Paz Hermosa, a small island in the midst of an emerald sea. It was not a resort in the traditional sense. The decor was serene. The fabric and paint were a light, tone-on-tone brightness. The wood of the furniture was dark and rich. Upholstery invited one to rest in loving and...
Prologo .- ¡Nos vamos de viaje! Fue lo que nos dijo mi amiga Eve aquella mañana. .- Una vieja amiga me ha invitado a su boda, me ha dado tres invitaciones, e inmediatamente supe que quería ir con ustedes. Conocía a Miranda y Eve desde hace casi dos años, habíamos sido compañeros en el trabajo, y después, por razones del destino terminamos viviendo en el mismo departamento. No era sencillo ser el único chico entre esas dos mujeres, mis momentos de privacidad eran escasos, y muchas veces pasaba...
I woke to the sound of surf in the small, tidy room. French doors opened onto a charming patio, and the next step was in warm dry sand. This two week vacation was a dream come true, a fantasy realized, on Isla de la Paz Hermosa, a small island in the midst of an emerald sea. It was not a resort in the traditional sense. The decor was serene. The fabric and paint were a light, tone-on-tone brightness. The wood of the furniture was dark and rich. Upholstery invited one to rest in loving and...
MasturbationOcurre un misterioso accidente en donde tres chicos que asisten a la misma universidad, pero nunca han entablado una relación cercana naufragan a una misteriosa Isla. Los chicos son Joe doe, un chico atlético quien es un bromista de lo peor en secreto le gustan los hombres pero su condición de deportista de la universidad, hace que lo esconda, le aterra bastante estar desnudo porque sería evidente lo que siente. Jack birdman: un chico nerd bastante timido quien asiste regularmente al gimnasio...
GayJacob had been the headmaster at Holy Cross School for Girls for five years. A young man for the position, he often drew attention from the girls and mothers alike. He prided himself on the job he was doing in keeping the girls pure and unspoiled by the temptations of the outside world. The girls at Holy Cross did not have the typical distractions of modern television and pre-pubescent boys. Jacob sat at his desk looking over the courtyard at young girls milling around. He admired a small group...
MasturbationI woke up with Cassie wrapped around me, snuggled into my chest. Now that is something I could get used to in a hurry. "Hey," she said softly. "I didn't know you were up," I said. "Just a couple minutes. I really liked waking up in your arms, so I was just lying here enjoying it." "Ditto," I smiled. "What time is it?" "Time to get up and too late to have any fun, unfortunately," she laughed. "The alarm's going to go off in three minutes." "Ah, well," I said. "Somehow,...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Cassie had practiced this. HIS wife’s, her mommy’s car started up and went down the stone driveway, pausing to open the security gates and flowed through. That was the key for Cassie as she moved out of her bed and went to her shower, cleaning the scum that collected on her firm young thighs from masturbating the night before, the gelled dildo still twisted in her bed sheets as she cleaned up and stepped out. She pulled her robe on and sat down to do...
IncestFrankie drove down the street and checked out the addresses. This was the street, he wondered what he would find at her house. He was so hoping he would not find this young girl in a dumpster somewhere. He noticed the numbers getting close and then he saw the house. He pulled into the empty driveway and stopped on the side of the house in front of the garage. He climbed out and noticed there was a deck of some sort in the back. He opened the wooden gate and stepped into the yard. He saw...
It was my Dad. He sounded half asleep. “His Lordship’s daughter just rang,” he said. “She needs a lift home, Can you get her do you think?” “She’s in town, twenty one A Braithwaite Street.” “Look I got lectures first thing and how’s she going to like being fetched in my Mini?” I asked. He sort of pleaded, “Well your rooms are about a mile from her and I’m twenty five miles away, and I have a six thirty start myself, are you sure you can’t help?” “OK,” I agreed. That was the trouble, dad...