An Afternoon on a Boat Justin and Blair part 2
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Christine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked...
Normally, she was on time before the bell, but instead she decided “why not make an entrance being late”. So the late bell had rung and she walked into her homeroom class. She took her seat which was located in the back, where she noticed a new student. The girl was sitting in the seat next to hers. So she made her way to her seat and looked at the girl, getting better details. The girl was pretty. She had luscious brown hair that looked incredibly smooth, fair even skin tone, her uniform...
Also: This is a rather slow paced story. If you want something different, read something else. - - - - - - I'm Audrina. 15, with red curly hair, brown eyes. I'm short, only about 5'3. I'm curvy, with big breats and a round, firm ass. But my middle has a bit of flab, and my thighs are bit meater then I'd like...but whatever. I look better then most. This story is about me and my bestfriend Serena's first sexual encounter together. It was a sunny, hot summer afternoon....
Blair continued to kiss Casey as she caressed her breast using Jacob's now cool expelled nucleus as a lotion. She was getting the most out of two of her five senses; taste and feel. Blair was tasting Jacob's tangy core as well as feeling his slickness coat her best friend's firm frontal projection. Blair had always wanted to enjoy Casey's company this way. Now she was doing it with an audience.Casey fell into the touch of her best friend. It was something she could not help. Her body was giving...
ExhibitionismWhen we left off, I had just come back from a great little oral festival with Mark, Celeste, Fox and myself to find blankets spread out in the living room, and soft jazz music playing. Tom and Don had been watching the four of us play after they had been in the living room playing themselves.We all came in and sat down on the floor except for Don who sat back down in his recliner. Tom sat to my right side slightly in front of me and Fox was on my left slightly in front of me, they were both...
Serena takes her husband to visit The Fetish Shoe Shop As the train slowed down and drew into York station Mark smiled at his wife Serena and asked how she felt. 'Nervous, and as horny as hell,' she replied. The train slowed to a halt and Mark and Serena got off and made their way off the platform where they were due to meet Robert, Mrs Wyles' assistant. They held hands as they approached the ticket barrier and walked through it. Almost instantly a young man approached them. He held out his...
The Stories of Ted and Celeste TED AND CELESTE. He came into the room, and there she was-sitting in the armchair, dressedin God, what would you call it? It was a silk teddy that started as a tubetop, leaving her shoulders bare, and swelling over her 36DD's, it dropped tojust over her thighs, and of course her legs were crossed, in nylons, and shewas wearing her black heels. You couldn't quite see her "privates" Tor A-but the outlines were quite provocative. Her thick, dark hair spilledover...
I stood by her door, opened it, strolled in and turned on the light. "Shit, its cold in here, I might freeze my tits off," I muttered, covering my breasts and shivering. "There has got to be a dirty pair around here somewhere. Damn, she has jeans, shirts, pop cans and other shit all over the floor, but no panties?" I whispered, scanning the perimeter. "I can't see any in plain sight, but would it be bitchy to go through her stuff?" Then I glanced down. "Oh, a picture of you in that small blue...
LesbianThe effect, for Serena was unbelievably erotic, her hands tied above her head, her legs were spread and carefully secured by leather cuffs. The lights were dimmed to a shadowy level and the background music had an eerie classical melody with an ominous base Serena did not recognize. Serena’s now wet weepy pussy was being tormented by Terronce’s ten inch cock as he used the massive head to entice her clit and force her juices to flow. Serena's pleasure was tempered by whimpering fear....
CheatingIntroduction: It is 1850 and Serenas father blackmails me into seducing her to save her from Lord Bunty Buntingthorpe Written hopefully in the style of the mid 19th Century. Long sentences. Commas where today we would use periods. A Country house in Devon in the 1850s Serena The sun was setting over the western horizon bathing the hill tops with a warm red glow and casting deep shadows across the valleys. I stood on the terrace outside the ballroom admiring the view. I heard someone behind...
Wow. You guys won’t believe what happened to me last month. I posted this completely made-up piece about how I’d imagined that Celeste kept a mountain hideaway somewhere, a time-share condo, let’s say, where she went to get away from it all and to get time to write her reviews. From time to time (I speculated) she would call on some likely youth to come visit and help her do her research; after all, one aspect of rating fiction is by its plausibility, and sometimes...
A hot June sun glittered on the water’s surface, but the Pacific breeze cooled Jenna and Celeste, as they settled with their drinks at Armando’s Venice Beach cafe.“You might need something stronger than a Frappuchino to get through this afternoon,” Jenna said, and she chugged on the neck of her beer as if to reinforce the point.Celeste eyed her, sipping nervously through her straw. “You think?” She had little doubt, however, as to what had been in Tony’s mind at their meeting the previous day....
Reluctance"Howdy, I don't want to see you anymore." Mrs. Blair said with her head bowed dejectedly. "You make me feel dirty, used, insignificant."Here she goes again I said to myself. She's headed off on some emotional rabbit trail. It was more like chasing the rabbit into the mirror.I laid there on the bed, naked, spread eagle facing her direction. My legs hung over the side with feet planted on the floor as I leaned back on both elbows. My flaccid cock draped harmlessly over my balls and still...
MatureThe journey to the estate was beginning to feel like routine. Unlike my last few trips, I was once again clothed. Serena was naked as always. I spent the time looking at her and thinking. The last few weeks had been some of the strangest of my life, but one thing had remained constant: my love for Serena. The weight of my gaze made her look up and catch my eyes, for some reason she blushed and moaned gently then resumed staring at the floor. I leaned forward and captured her mouth with mine;...
I've included the conclusion of the last part, but if you haven't read the first part you really should go and read it. Also: another part to come soon. (: --- Serena stood, eyes locked on mine as she started walking towards me. "It's what I do too." She said quietly when she reached me, moving her body even closer and making it so that our chests touched and so that there was no room between us. "And you know.. after watching that video, I'm wondering if you want to...
Even wearing an old tank top and a pair of yoga pants she's still beautiful. Her creamy soft skin shines brightly from the soft glow of the television screen. Her long golden blonde hair flows down her shoulders like a waterfall. The small tank top does little to hide the bountiful bust underneath. Her soft creamy stomach was showing underneath her shirt. she always did like showing off her well toned body. how can something so toned and firm also be so soft and supple. My eyes travel to her...
Hi, my name is Frank, and I live in Texas, just outside the DFW metroplex. I'm not going to tell you my full name or give any specific details of my life for reasons which will shortly become apparent. I offer my tale for your enjoyment though, of course, you're equally welcome to ignore the story or second-guess my choices. I don't think of myself as a genius, just talented in some areas. Specifically, I created a true artificial intelligence, and she's been changing my life ever...
Serena was a young woman who was cute but shy. A BBW with no self confidence. Her mom had watched her struggle with not being able to land a date or even so much as a kiss. Serena's mom Penny didn't understand she had been the school slut when she was in high school she had at least two dates every weekend from her sophomore to senior year. She was also a BBW but she was proud of her body. The fucking ads now a days and all the anti-overweight propaganda was killing her daughter. Serena...
Well, I asked for it and they gave it to me, and they were right. I did leave and I gave no one else any consideration. I ran for me and to hell with everyone else. I remembered the look on Sally's face as well. I had handed her a real hot potato and just turned away leaving her with the mess to clean up alone. I never even bothered to check up on her after telling her I would be there for her. "I can't explain how I felt to you guys. Only understand that I now know I let some people down...
After Serena's visit to The Fetish Shoe Shop, Mrs Wyles, the owner, was in touch with her again. This time she wanted to know whether she would be willing to be photographed wearing her fetish shoes for publicity for the shop. Mrs Wyles pointed out that of course her face would not be shown in the photos. Serena agreed and Mrs Wyles told her that Roger, her photographer would soon be in touch with her. Roger phoned in a few days and made an appointment to visit her. One the day of the visit...
I still remember the first time I saw her. I was Ten years old and my family had just left our apartment in the city for a house in the suburbs. As the Movers emptied the van I found myself wandering around to the back of the House drawn by some compulsion to the rusted swing set in the back yard. As I kicked the dirt patch underfoot I felt someone was watching me. On the edge of the property was a person, she was hazy and out of focus much like someone would look from a distance on a Hot day....
I met this girl, Serena, at speed dating. I was getting a couple of different vibes from her. First, she was probably crazy in some way. And second, she was this brilliant ball of sexual energy. We matched up and I gave her a call. We decided to go out to a Mexican restaurant. With lots more time than at speed dating, I was able to confirm both vibes during dinner: she was definitely on the bizarre side. She also had such a tomboyish look about her, that if it weren't for the sexual energy I...
I’m one of the primary ‘in house’ doctors at our local hospital. The hospital is a mid-sized facility just about fifty miles from Baltimore, Maryland. For a hospital we’re small in comparison to the giants up and down the eastern seaboard, but we have a decent reputation, and we’ve gotten some pretty good press lately thanks to the hard work of our rank and file personnel. One advantage we have that most hospitals in our size and financial range has that others don’t is our proximity to...
Celeste – A Thanatos Society Tale – Part Three Celeste Swift balances on her bondage boots beside her Master, Karl Davidoff.The thin metal wires that make up her bra and thong dig cruelly into her flesh.But this discomfort is trivial compared to the psychological anguish she suffersas she watches the video. It is a recording of her first hours as a captiveof the Thanatos Society. She looks at the image of herself when she was onlyfourteen years old. Tall for her age even then, she is dwarfed by...
I've long been of the opinion that everybody has at least one incredible adventure in their life. I had some wonderful experiences during my thirty seven years, but I felt that my own incredible experience was still in the wings. As it turned out I was right. But now that it has happened I want to share it with the world. It was a brilliant spring day, the kind that has always filled me with good feelings and energy. I've never been athletic or anything like that. I always hated PE class...
Celeste Montreau sat on the edge of her seat in the core living room. On a blanket close by on the floor, Kendall Hanks carefully examined a stuffed bunny for the tenth time in as many minutes. When the baby squeezed the toy in the right way, it squeaked; an awe-inspiring feature she hadn’t discovered until ten minutes earlier. Celeste explained, “So, when the last of their children entered the first grade, I was no longer needed unless I only wanted to work two or three hours a day or help...
"Come on, Darling, or we shall be late." She shuddered a little at the word late; the time was ten minutes to ten. I stood for a moment and looked at her. I was amazed at the transformation; this was a Serena I had never seen before; she glowed. As she moved I could hear tiny bell-like sounds. I looked for the source and found tiny bells hanging from the rings in her nipples. She was still wearing the chain attached to the ring above her clitoris and attached to that was yet another tiny...
One night, this woman I used to hook up with on occasion told me this story, one of her favorite sexual experiences. I filled in some details, but the gist is exactly how she told me.When she was almost 18, Celeste was a high school senior, and was hanging out with her friends, including a few that were a year older and were already in college. Celeste was a thin girl with light-brown hair. She had a nice figure and was popular and outgoing. More than a few guys had explicit crushes on her as...
"Matt, are you drunk?"There were legal reasons Aunt Celeste wanted to know my state of intoxication. I'd just turned 18 and she just couldn't have underage drinking in her house. Also there were reasons of propriety. She was my mother's sister, and surely she had assured mom that she would keep me out of trouble during my visit. I was college shopping and my interview with the admissions dean was scheduled for the next morning. "Nome ma'am" I slurred. I lied. I knew better. But Aunt Celeste...
IncestBeautiful Serena It was cold as I drove back to the cabin. The country lane wound into the darkness as the snow covered my windscreen. Turning yet another bend my head lights caught a glimpse of black fur through the pelting snow…what the fuck was that? As the car straightened, the lights were able to light her up. “Walking in this weather…she’s fucking mad” I thought. A tall red head was stumbling along the grass verge, her long hair holding onto the snow as if it would never fall again, and...
I woke alone and still bound, but for some reason I wasn't uncomfortable. I lay relaxed and waited for my mistress to come for me, content in the knowledge that when she did I would be ready to serve her. When she did arrive I smiled in genuine pleasure to see her and was rewarded with a blinding smile in return. "Good morning, Slave. How do you feel?" "Mistress, good morning. I feel great, Mistress." As I was speaking, she undid my bonds and before she could say anything, I slipped...
I wondered about the things that he had told me. The images of Serena and Jack faded under the repeated assurances from him that he had never indulged himself that way. Indeed he had no intention of doing so. I contrasted this with Serena's behaviour; she certainly behaved as if he was her Master. It was all very confusing. I wondered at his final words to me, '... we can work something out... ' given how his original assurances were borne out, I did feel better in trusting him. But I...
We stood together at the bottom of the drive. I felt slightly silly in just my coat and a pair of slippers. Serena had wanted me to wear trainers -- she'd said I would look cute bending over with nothing on as I tried to undo the laces. Serena looked sexy in her calf-length raincoat and a pair of court shoes. She hadn't bothered to do up any of the buttons but had simply used the belt to hold it closed. Each time I turned to look at her, I could see a wonderful amount of cleavage. I...
Note: This text was submitted for a contest held a few years ago to explain Celeste's temporary [alas, now permanent] absence from Celestial Reviews on ASSM. Some readers have become confused between the author, the narrator, and characters in the story. One reader even suggested there may be some autobiographical reference involved. This is naïve, but understandable for several reasons. First, the name of the putative author, Homer Vargas, is also the name of a character in the story....
Given I look very human I blend in with the rest of you, therefore you wouldn't know that I'm a witch by looking at me. I eat, drink, and sleep - and when I fly I’m a passenger in a plane and not on a broom. Incidentally, I'm nearly two hundred years old. Relax! I don't look that old. In fact, I physically turned fifteen years old last July. Confused? I'd be. Now, where should I start? I guess everything stems from a Halloween Party that I attended eleven years ago. I...
Serena got slowly to her feet, grinning at me. Our eyes were locked on eachother and the contact seemed so intimate even though we werent touching just yet. My best friend and soon to be lover lay back on my bed, her dark hands clutching the quilted breadspread in anticipation. I let my gaze travel across her body for several moments so that I might drink in this vision of beauty and remember it for a very long while. I watched her shiver under my inspection and finally moved towards the bed on...
My girlfriend, Serena, is fuck crazy! She can’t get enough of my cock, sucking it, licking it, sticking it up her arse, then back in her mouth, no holes barred and she lets me come anywhere I like. She’s a really small Indian girl, just over five feet, little but perfectly formed pert titties, an arse to die for, perfectly rounded and a neatly trimmed utterly lickable tight pussy. I think I might be the luckiest man alive.A few days ago she woke me by sitting on my face and giving me the most...
I'm not sure how many parts this will take, and I'm going to try and remember as much as I can, but this happened a long time ago.I had met a couple on a long-since closed adult dating website named Don and Celeste. We chatted back and forth and exchanged pictures for a while, but not much ever came of it until they were about to throw one of their swinger parties. They told me it was a bi orgy party and I should expect at least some soft bi action. I had no idea what I was going to be getting...
I have had a crush on my friend Celeste for a while now, but I've never really known if she's felt the same way about me. She was coming over to my house and I swore to myself that I wasn't going to let her leave without telling her how I felt. To be completely honest, Celeste was terribly sexy, completely fuckable, and straight up desirable. She had long blonde wavy hair and dark green eyes. She was fairly short like me, around five-feet and barley over one hundred pounds. She had an amazing...
LesbianI was a freshman honor student in Dr. Blair's Ancient Mediterranean Cultures class. The class was my favorite because of my interest in history, and because Dr. Gina Blair was about the sexiest woman I had ever seen. The lecture hall was always packed the four days a week that she lectured so I arrived early on Tuesday morning to get a seat near the front. Dr. Blair arrived right on time and began to discuss the ancient Egyptians. I took notes and tried not to fantasize too much about the sexy...
Celeste leaned down and grabbed her suitcases, and slowly walked towards me. In the three years since I’d last seen her, several things had happened. Firstly, I wasn’t about to stoop and scrape and come running at her beck and call. She was a strong young woman; she could carry her own damn bags. Secondly, she had that look on her face, the same look she always gave me when she wanted something. And I knew that unless it was something that didn’t have the potential to hurt me, something that...
The next week was interesting. We got to know each other again, and I noticed something different about her. This may sound strange, but it’s true. Celeste had mostly dealt with the fact that she was dying, and in some strange way, it had freed her. The cruelty and hate and bitterness that she’d felt toward the world for all those unknown reasons had fled her, and she was once again the woman I’d originally fallen in love with. She smiled and laughed more than I remembered, or expected, and...
Serena danced around the room her energy seemed boundless. I'd tried to exhaust her with oral sex, but I'd wasted my time. Well okay, not wasted exactly, but you know what I mean. It was late and the car would be here soon to take her to the estate. Earlier I'd removed his rings from her and replaced them with small studs. Tomorrow I'd put my rings on her and then, apart from giving her a slave name, she'd be mine. I'd felt that this was needless and melodramatic, but Serena had been...
The hotel room door clicked shut behind us. I pulled Serena to me and kissed her. I took possession of her mouth as she moaned and melted into me. I burned with my love for her, but before I could give into my lust and my love I had some things to attend to; or rather my Slave did. "I love you Slave, are you ready?" "Master, not yet. Master." Her adoption of formal speech rules signalled to me that the dance had begun. She slipped out of her dress and she was gloriously naked before...
Chapter 2For the next visit, I arrived a little earlier, hoping to see the place with some daylight remaining, but of course, the sun also set a little earlier, so I caught the tail end of twilight. The place still looked gloomy and then my headlights fell on a gutted deer hanging from a crossbeam between two poles. I had neighbors that hunted when I was growing up and I had seen their dead deer, so it didn't bother me. I got out of my car and stood next to it with my headlights shining on it....
Love StoriesBaltimore, three years ago: It had been a long week, and I was looking forward to having a few drinks after work at the local watering hole, a favorite place for the employees of DynaTech, the company I programmed for. I entered O’Mally’s Pub and took a stool at the bar, Sam the bartender sliding a glass of tap beer in front of me without asking. He didn’t look for money and I didn’t offer. We would settle before I left, and I trusted him to keep an honest count of the beer I...
So it would start off in the brand new year 2018 I finally move out of California with my lovely wife, Krystal Marie Bearden Willis, and where on our way leaving in a private jet with her mother Melissa McCarthy, and her mother Serena Sutherland, and even her Mother, so thats Krystals great grandmother Paula Dean. An here we are all packed up and riding on Paula & Serena's Private Jet headed back to Texas where Krystal and I are going to be living in a luxurious mansion by both her gran and...
Chapter 4When I returned on Thursday evening, I found a troubled man. He had stayed motivated through Wednesday morning, but had spent the past day in a funk.‘This isn’t bad,’ I said as we ate another excellent dinner of venison tenderloins marinated in Teriyaki sauce and served over a bed of noodles with asparagus on the side. This time dinner was accompanied by a Cabernet Sauvignon. ‘Injections every three days is not a horrible thing. If we had to, we could resort to weaker daily injections,...
After I let myself in, I stealthily made my way into her spacious bedroom, expecting to find her still sleeping. I looked to see Celeste reclining on her bed peacefully, lying on her side, presenting me with a delightful view of her superb ass. Although there were no lights on, the early morning sun was spreading out over her bed through the horizontal blinds. She hadn't realized that I was in the room with her yet, and as I took in the sight of the graceful curves of her shapely derriere, I...
Straight SexChapter 4When I returned on Thursday evening, I found a troubled man. He had stayed motivated through Wednesday morning, but had spent the past day in a funk."This isn't bad," I said as we ate another excellent dinner of venison tenderloins marinated in Teriyaki sauce and served over a bed of noodles with asparagus on the side. This time dinner was accompanied by a Cabernet Sauvignon. "Injections every three days is not a horrible thing. If we had to, we could resort to weaker daily injections,...
Love Stories“He that dies pays all debts.” - Stephano, “The Tempest” William Shakespeare One warm afternoon we spent naked, sitting on my bed, telling each other our life stories. We gently frigged each other, not so much to arouse the other, just some friendly touching. My hands were filled with her breasts as she told me about her parents (both dead now) and her sister (aforementioned Spokane problem) and the boys she dated and slept with. Before, when she told me of the men she’d taken to her bed,...
SASSY SISTER SERENA'S EROTIC EDUCATION AND ABUSE BY 'BIG BRO' PROF POET- PETERSister Serena seeks Love Lessons as Sex Student Submission & Slavery at Big Bro Professor Poet-PeeSweet sister Serena is a yearning yummy young seductive starlet seeking sexual satisfaction in seducing 'mighty men' with her husky voice to come for her on the phone, while she has her left hand between her lustful love lips fingering fanatically 'fanny' for 'family fantasy': 'fucking father' - as long as mother is...
Serena, come gia accennato nelle altre storie, mi aveva sempre detto che non mi avrebbe mai e poi mai fatto un pompino.Perchè?perche non le piaceva, le faceva schifo...ok, pur di stare con lei lo accettavo questo.in compenso ero completamente dominato da lei, eseguivo ogni suo ordine/voglia come uno schiavo.mi piaceva da morire.una sera d' inverno,eravamo d' accordo che come sempre dovevo andare a prenderla a casa.destinazione discoteca.verso le 19.30 mi scrive:cambio programma, ci troviamo...
I’m 18 years old and I really can look after myself but my mum insisted I went and stayed with some neighbours while she was away for a few days.Mind you I didn’t mind as it was with Auntie Serena and Uncle Mark. They weren’t really my aunt and uncle but as they were the same age as my parents I was bought up to call them auntie and uncle.You see Serena was very attractive, and had gorgeous kissable lips and always wore a deep red lipstick. Whenever she spoke to me I found myself looking at her...
I am a married female aged 52 living on the south coast of England. I am very bisexual and having an affair with my friend Serena who is 43. My husband Rob knows I am bi and knows what I am doing with Serena. Her husband Mark does not even know she is bi.She visits me twice a week for lunch and we end up fucking and sucking each other. Rob would love to watch us having fun but Serena won't let him. I give him all the details when he gets back from work and I usually wank him off while I'm...
My big sis Serena is a senior and I’m sixteen and a sophomore. I usually stay after school and participate in some of the many activities available but today I didn’t feel well and got home before she did. I was so quiet laying on my bed she didn’t realize I was there. As usual she had some guy with her who she always told Mom she was studying with. I soon heard some noises that didn’t sound like any schoolwork I knew of so I crept quietly down the hall and her door wasn’t shut. I guess she...
After I let myself in, I stealthily made my way into her bedroom, expecting to find her still sleeping. I looked to see Celeste reclining on her bed peacefully, lying on her side, presenting me with a delightful view of her superb ass. Although there were no lights on, the early morning sun was spreading out over her bed through the horizontal blinds. She hadn't realized that I was in the room with her yet, and as I took in the sight of the graceful curves of her shapely derriere, I felt a...
It was a year after I graduated, and spring was coming around. I had friends who lived in New Orleans. They had always told me it was a big party town. So I flew down there for a couple of weeks. When I got there, all we did was hit the beaches and got trashed every night. I didn’t have to work. I didn’t have to do anything but have some fun. I won’t remember the night I had the most fun. My girlfriends and I had gone to this rave. It was . There were hunks and hot chicks every getting down and...
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