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So the afternoon arrived and we turned up at Woody’s front door and rang the bell. A man opened the door and introduced himself as Woody.“Come on in, most of the guys have turned up already, there are a couple more to come and we can get started. Glad to see that you have come along too Dee. Are you going to join in?”“I hope so, I thought you guys might need me to fluff, keep you all entertained whilst Polly gets her abuse.” Dee smiled as she grabbed Woody’s crotch and squeezed him gently.We...
Polly loved watching her sexy mother. Her mom had a great figure with big tits and a nice round ass. She normally was naked at home with just a short silk robe. Some times it would come open and Polly would see her mom's big tits and her shaved pussy. Her mom had lots of boyfriends and Polly figured it was because she dressed so sexy. Polly loved to be in her room when she chose her clothes for a date. She would wear a low cut top and no bra and a short skirt. She looked beautiful. Sometimes...
Introduction: Husbands away and his wife needs a man Polly, Sandy & Steve We had a delightful dinner at a local pub that was within walking distance of their unit so there was no worries about drinking and driving. We took advantage of that by having three bottles of wine between us. Walking home all of us dressed in shorts and tees, Steve was in the middle and he put his arms around both of us as we laughed and joked the few hundred metres through the failing light back to the unit. With...
It was polly's birthday and I had been invited up to Norwich to spend the weekend with her. I arrived Saturday morning and was greeted by Polly at the front door." Hi Micky, thank you so much for spending my birthday weekend with "It's my pleasure Polly " I replied I had got too know Polly over time on xhamster, she is a gorgeous young lady with an amazing body and a wonderful sexual mind. Apart from that, I have learnt that she is also a cum slut, who loves hard cock."So what's the plan for...
The doorbell rings, snapping me out of a daydream. I rise from my armchair and make my way to the front door. Through the frosted glass I can make out the frame of a young woman.I open up and am immediately struck by the vision of loveliness standing on my step, she had long black hair, brown eyes and a waif like figure. I find myself staring into her eyes for a second longer than I really should do. Coming to my senses I ask if I can help her.“Ross, Ross Bradley?”“Yes, that’s me.”“Hi Ross, I’m...
Straight SexAs Polly sat on the cold step of the large English Mansion she waited impatiently, Looking at her phone every 30 seconds. She had just travelled from Norwich by Train and a taxi. She felt excited but tired from the long journey which made her fidgety. 2 hours she'd been sat on this Step. The Building was an exquisite Victorian in architecture it's vast beauty bellowed out of every seam. The name was the seal to the deal for Polly. Her Dom had paid for her to travel and stay with him for one...
Used Wife***Wife is used and gangbanged for the first time by a group of workmen in a bar. When hubby realizes what is happening, he is turned on. (M+/F, wife, gb, cuck, cream-pie)***The bar was packed out, well it was Saturday night. My wife Polly, a stunning petite redhead of 18 summers, and I pushed our way through the crowd. We had popped in for a drink before going to see a show. As we where passing a booth full of construction workers a guy tapped my arm and said. 'If you need a seat you...
Paul, now Polly, sat pushing food around his dinner plate. He couldn't bring himself to eat a bite. The one forkful he had eaten had felt like a sponge in his dry mouth, and his stomach was in a knot. Everytime he started to relax, he would catch sight of one of his pigtails out of the corner of his eye, or glance down at his hairless porcelain thighs, and immediately would be reminded of this crazy situation. Everyone else at the table seemed fine. They all chatted away about this and...
They didn’t need to advertise the job for Santa’s helper. I already offered my services. Since I was fairly popular and I could provide my own costume, a skintight green catsuit, my copper wig and boots, my supervisor went for it. I must admit that my main motivation was that I would be paid to wear a skintight costume, and hopefully get a few curious glances at my ass and body in the shimmery material!The Santa for the job was some retired security guard called Alfred who used to work at our...
I awoke at about 7 am. Harrison was sound asleep beside me. His pretty face half buried in the pillow. I lifted up the duvet to enjoy a voyeur view of his adorable body. It was no surprise that he was erect at that time in the morning but it was always a thrill to see how erect he was. Gravity didn't seem to have any effect of his penis at all. It was as reliable as a coat hook. I shuffled down under the covers trying not to disturb him. As I neared his stalk I could smell him. Last nights...
Licking Lizard is sort of an "out of the way" place halfway between the desert floor and the rising slopes of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. It is not really what you would call a foothills community because the heightened elevations are much too gentle for serious consideration as a hill of any description. In recent years, for some unknown reason, the population of Licking Lizard has been declining at a pace that would mean eventual removal from the State list of recognized towns. In fact,...
Names have been changed in case my wife's kid sister's new husband sees it. My wife Sherry and I married about a year and a half ago and are still very much in love. She was my second wife and she was married before as well. I knew she came from a large family in Texas but hadn’t seen any of them since the wedding. Without my wife telling me her youngest sister Polly was with her one evening when I came home from work. She was about twenty-eight and nearly as cute as my wife. ...
(This is a continuation of BBW CUCKOLD MAIDS. I'm using a different title because there aren't any maid uniforms this time and the cuckolding isn't as prominent, and also to discourage readers from pointing out continuity errors if I made any. BE WARNED that this one has some nasty action and the guys just don't get a break. If that's not your kind of story, please check some of my others for one that's more to your tastes. Thank you.) MOLLY AND POLLY by Throne The two...
Sonika Jharm now stood completely naked before the group of six teenage members of her Youth Choir. She stood naked and quietly waited for Polly Legett to begin taking her clothes off too. All seven of the group were standing in one of the dorm rooms of the Communal Dormitory at Camp Starkers. They were going to have a look around the rest of the complex but decided they had better do it completely naked as required by the rules set down by the Camp Directors. Camp Starkers was a Transitional...
A STORY ABOUT TWO KINKY CROSSDRESSERS HAVING LEOTARD AND PANTYHOSE ENCASEMENT FUN. I used to work in a hosiery/lingerie section in a department store. The manager was always impressed at my expertise on hosiery. During my shift customers would often leave with a fresh pair of tights or fishnets whether they needed them or not. They had no idea that in private I enjoyed crossdressing, calling myself Polly, and hitting on hunks in skintight stocking masks, in order to sit and rub my skintight...
Non FictionI was working a construction site doing some HVAC work. The general contractor was a golfing buddy and this was the first time we worked together.He was doing an addition to a farm house and Polly was the owner. She is very outspoken and to the point. Jack told me in the time he was working there she expressed more than a business interest in him and he kept telling her he was happily married. Knowing his wife as I did, she would have done a Lorraine Bobbick on him in a heart beat...
Angela Martin and her son Paul were on a train to the leafy suburbs. They had been travelling for over two hours already, including changing trains twice, and they still had about an hour to go. Paul was looking aimlessly out the window, not very interested in his surroundings, as usual. Angela, on the other hand was fidgety and distracted. "I'm looking forward to meeting Samantha again after all these years, so I want you to behave yourself please, darling." Paul looked almost hurt....
My cousin Tessa is one year older than me. Each summer, we spend time together at our grandparent’s vacation place on the lake. It was isolated, but beautiful. Lots of woods and a long, but manageable, bike ride to town. Our grandparents are friendly, relaxed and easy to live with. We have to help with some chores, but most of the time is just having fun. I’m thin, short and not fully developed. Tessa is the opposite. She has long legs, the athletic build of the swimmer she is and...
Before I get into a long discourse on my fabulous Aunt Polly, I should inform all readers that the delectable Polly Summers was in no way a blood relative. In fact, she is not even my aunt at all. I just call her my “Aunt” or address her sometimes as “Auntie” simply because it is a source of amusement to us both and a joke that only we share with hidden laughter. Aunt Polly and I were thrown together by the fortunes of fate on a cold winter day that cut right through to the bone whilst...
I had Kev on speaker phone. His voice was lamenting how his boss had fired him and how unfair it was. ‘A-ha,’ I said disinterestedly, as I applied more mascara and ran another layer of lip gloss over my dark red lipstick. ‘Right, okay,’ I said, rolling my eyes. I smoothed my hands over my skintight, long-sleeved black leotard and checked my gleaming silver-black tights in the mirror. ‘Listen, I’m kinda in the middle of something now,’ I said impatiently. I secretly smiled, as I carefully placed...
Polly Gamey (A Lizvette story)This is an installment in a series of stories collectively titled "Loving Lizvette" told by William Conlin, a man of middle years who has fallen in love with, and impregnated, his daughter's young friend, Lizvette, who calls him Daddy. In this story, William feels a great need to seal his bond with Lizvette to create an enduring union, and hits upon an idea that he believes will satisfy it. Along the way, he learns more about himself as he reveals to us not only...
I am just another twenty something girl living her life in Portsmouth. Life here is probably typical of most places its always who you hang with that matters. I have lots of friends and am usually busy most nights hanging at the pub with my mates, enjoying a glass or two just passing the time as best as we can. On those nights when I stay at home I tend to end up getting to know myself a bit more. I have to admit that even on nights coming in late from the pub I tend to take some time with...
(Note, translated from the German, original blog by tanjamami.)Again and again I had heard and read about how great Black men were in bed and that a white woman who has had a black, will never want a white man anymore. I could not quite imagine this. I felt as if I was alone in the big city eager to find out where to find a black man, with whom I can go to bed. I was eager to learn - the only thing missing was the man.One day I met a pitch-black African at a party. I had been invited by the...
Chapter 1:Christine couldn’t believe her luck. She was now on her way to the private club, in a limo no less.It had only been Tuesday that she had gone out to a movie with Cassandra. That in itself seemed rather strange, but they had both gotten along well while working on a school project together. Working together wasn’t exactly correct either, as Christine did most of the work. Christine knew that was just the way it worked with rich girls like Cassandra, they always got their way. They...
The doorbell rings, snapping me out of a daydream. I rise from my armchair and make my way to the front door. Through the frosted glass I can make out the frame of a young woman. I open up and am immediately struck by the vision of loveliness standing on my step, she had long black hair, brown eyes and a waif like figure. I find myself staring into her eyes for a second longer than I really should do. Coming to my senses I ask if I can help her. “Ross, Ross Bradley?” “Yes, that’s me.” “Hi Ross,...
What Rebecca had spotted in that magazine from back East was an illustrated article about quilting. She and her mother and sisters had done some before she ran off with Chet. And now she was determined to get back into it in a serious way. These days Rebecca was working in the Bighorn Restaurant, waitressing for both lunch and dinner. Dinner was the big draw. She was a volunteer, wouldn’t take a dime from Mrs. Chambers. Would the money have helped her husband with his debts to Ollie...
The Grandmother’s Club Where do I begin? Well my parents were childhood sweethearts. They lived right next door to one another the whole time that they were growing up. To this very day my two grandmothers live side by side in separate houses. They are both widowed and they have combined their backyards into one big yard. Mom and Dad said that their mothers had gone to a lawyer and entered into a partnership, which gave them almost the same rights as being a married couple. Mom and...
Introduction: The families that play together get layed a lot The Dallas Fathers Club There are fathers clubs all over the United States, probably all over the world, dedicated to the proposition that sex between parents and their children is a good thing. Of course you will not find them listed in the yellow pages or advertised on billboards, at least not in this country. However they do exist and they all seem to have many members. In fact I was surprised a secret of this sort could be so...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Naughty Daughter Joins the Club By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. Orders had to be process, but all he could think about was the coming 10 AM break. The other men working in shipping moved fast, too. He'd never seen packages readied so fast. They were sending out...
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Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. Orders had to be process, but all he could think about was the coming 10 AM break. The other men working in shipping moved fast, too. He’d never seen packages readied so fast. They were sending out the various electronic components the Institute produced to pay the bills and support the creation of the Halos. At 10 AM, the shipping department would enjoy another round of...
There are fathers’ clubs all over the United States, probably all over the world, dedicated to the proposition that sex between parents and their children is a good thing. Of course you will not find them listed in the yellow pages or advertised on billboards, at least not in this country. However they do exist and they all seem to have many members. In fact I was surprised a secret of this sort could be so well kept. As a rule it is necessary to be an incestuous parent in order to find one...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
I always knew ever since I tried on my first pair of tights and leotard that I wanted to wear this outfit for another man, that I wanted to be with a man who wore tights and skintight Lycra and leotards. Whenever I saw a girl in tights, pantyhose, leggings, spandex and leotards all I could think was how good I would look and feel in them and how much I wanted to dress this way for another man, how much I wanted to see another man dressed like this for me, not caring if they were fat or slim,...
5. Finale I stood in my shower one week later studying the ring-shaped bruise around the base of my cock. It was fainter, but still visible, no longer tender to the touch or when erect. I had just finished my workout and was preparing for Lizvette's guitar lesson on a pleasant autumn Saturday evening.As I stood before the mirror drying myself, Lois entered. "You know what I'm craving?" I covered my bruised shaft with the towel. I had been hiding my cock from her all week. "Pizza! Why don't you...
4. (Largo continued) Lizvette walked to the closet, near the entry at the far end of the room. I watched her little round ass swish under her gown and became aware that my cock was dripping in my slacks. I wanted her to see how ready I was for her, how hard and eager my cock was for her body. I stood and unbuckled my belt and let my slacks fall to my feet. Lizvette stood before the open sliding door of the closet, reaching upward to the gift wrapped box on the shelf. The light from the...
4. LargoLizvette was silent as we drove from the hotel to the chapel. For most of the trip, she held my right hand clasped between hers in her lap, freeing it only when I needed to turn. I enjoyed the feel of her firm thighs under the snug white cotton leggings she wore. Her gaze, serene and contented, alternated between the road, the unfamiliar sights, and me. At one point she smiled and lifted my hand to kiss it, when I sang along with Frank Sinatra on the radio, "And someday I'll knowthat...
3. Presto"I'm in!" Lizvette sat across from me in our booth at The Prime Steakhouse in the Bellagio. In front of her was a plate piled high with mashed potatoes (a double order, to the chef's delight, I was sure) and a steaming steak buried in mushrooms. She was looking at her phone and the private website operated by Secret Hearts. "Candy's pictures are already up! Look there I am helping her with her headband! And helping her put on my blue garter!""That was your garter, baby?""She's so nice,...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...
PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
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Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
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