Homeschooling With Jillian Part One
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The first pic shows her beautifully dressed in expensive designer clothing. She really is a very attractive and confident blond, sixty-eight inches tall, size 12 plus body and my guess is size 36C bust. In the second pic the designer skirt and jacket are on the sofa behind her as she poses in skimpy black underwear, her voluptuous body is very appealing to both Roger and me. In the third and fourth pics she is standing totally naked in her heels, legs apart, with her hands on her hips. One is...
Schedule Jillian and I put a schedule together for all of us. On Monday Tuesday and Wednesday, we paired off to sleep like this: Jillian and I were always together in the Master Bedroom and the other three rotated in our bed with us if they chose to. Those nights were fairly vanilla, mostly because they were work nights and there wasn’t time for serious play. Sunday night, it was just me and Jillian in the master bedroom and the rest of the girls would stay together. This schedule was flexible...
New Slave Jillian and I had been living together for a while, and my birthday was around the corner. Jillian asked what I wanted for my birthday and I told her my usual “I dunno.” I feel pretty stupid at times like that. If anyone knows what I want, it’s gotta be me… doesn’t it? So, after a few days of pestering me about what I want, she stopped. Days went by and no more questions. I suspected that something was up. The day before my birthday, she said she had a headache and didn’t want to...
Daily living As I look back on the previous chapters I think I may have given the wrong impression… while all the girls are sexually submissive to me, and we are all “faithful” to each other, weekday daytimes are another story… Not that we don’t occasionally have sex during the weekdays, but if we do, I am not necessarily a “Dom,” or even a participant. Evenings and weekends are another story. Weekdays we operate the house as equals with each doing what we are best at doing. At 7PM all that...
Jillian wrapped her legs around Mike’s waist pulling him deeper into her lithe body. She tossed her head back and shut her eyes at the same moment. A long moan erupted from her lips as she bumped her body against her husband. Next she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down between her breasts shaking them against the sides of his face. ‘I’m cumming!’ She groaned and after what felt like forever but was probably less than a minute she got what she wanted. Her husband came. ‘I...
As Jake jerked off for the third time in as many hours to his favorite DVD, ‘Barely Legal First Time Butt Babes’, it occurred to him that he might soon have to purchase a new keyboard. This once had begun to exhibit sticky keys and it was inhibiting his ability to easily enter data. Jake was finally coming to the realization that his favorite form of porn was just fantasy. Girls like those portrayed in the film just didn’t exist. Sure, he knew and had dated young women every bit as...
The list of sexy women in our neighborhood keeps getting bigger and bigger. Out of the blue last week, I got a call from my high school volleyball coach Foxx. I hadn’t seen her in years. Though I liked her as a coach, and have a lot of great memories from my time on the team, she resigned under pressure a year after I graduated after complaints about her spying on players undressing in the locker room, and even showering with the girls on occasion. She never showered with us while I was on the...
Already, Pam could feel the Doberman's squirts had subsided much. Now it was only coming out in a trickle. Hans, the German Shepherd, had already done with his climax and was just lying across her back, his cock still tied to her pussy. As for Pam, well, she came three times as the dogs filled her with their spunk into her cunt and mouth. Jillian jumped when a loud popping sound came from behind her. Her first thought was that her husband must have come back from his trip early. But then...
By this time, Damien was tired of being left out of all this fucking. The large Doberman moved around sniffing and licking Pamela's body trying to find some relief for himself. When he got to her face, Pam parted her lips and offered him her mouth. The dog's tongue quickly explored this offering and slithered inside, frenchkissing the voluptuous woman. Pam immediately reciprocated by sucking on the sandpapery tongue as it explored her mouth, right to the back of her throat. "Oooooh!"...
Before Jillian was to regain consciousness, her friend, Pamela Anderson, got down on the floor and was eagerly urging Jonas, Jillian's Beagle, to climb up on her prone belly. She was fascinated at the bright red penis dangling under the short dog. She even wished that she had the time to get a taste of it, but she needed to get the dog inside Jillian before her friend regained consciousness. "C'mon Jonas," she cooed, rubbing Jillian's wet pussylips. "Look what momma's got for you,...
Ryan was. The sound of the spanking - combined with the sound of how much Jillian enjoyed it - attracted a slight crowd, and by the end of the day everyone at Buzz was familiar with Jillian’s rear. She made a point of introducing herself to every department, and one way or another, by the end of each meeting there was at least one hand on her ass. When she left work that day, she smiled thinking about what she was going to do on the train-ride home. She could try to get as many hands as...
The next morning, Jillian could hear Jeff’s hangover from her bed. The cursing as his alarm went off, the shuffling walk of a man in pain, the sigh of pleasure as a fresh cup of coffee touched his lips. She considered getting up and seeing how he was, but her bed was warm, and she didn’t have anywhere to be until Monday, the first day of her new job. As he grumbled off to work, she reflected on the previous night - would Jeff be awkward, after what had happened? Hopefully not - as far as...
I was talking with my buddy, we had spent part the afternoon in his covered back patio. John and I were now in our mid 40’s. We had known each other since grade and high school. In college, we even sexually shared girl friends. There were different ones each semester, all four years. After college, John inherited his father’s small trucking company. I, on the other hand, went to work in a local business office for a year and then was transferred to the home office in another state. Over the...
Wife Lovers'God! What a day, ' she mused. 'Sure am glad that was over with. Hopefully things'll get back to normal tomorrow.' She packed up her weather reports in her briefcase and slung the shoulder strap over her shoulder. Then the curvaceous brunette slinked her way back to the newsroom to pick up Hector for home. "Growf! Growf!" The large dog barked excitedly when he saw the beautiful woman coming back towards him. Grabbing the leash from the top of the cage, Jillian unfastened the latch...
"Zach! Look out," Jillian cried as Sean stepped around behind Zach to crack him on the head with the hilt of his sword. Zach fell like a stone across Arrais' body. "This be our island!" Sean yelled as he lifted his sword towards the stunned guests. "You can yield or die!" The crew of the ship jumped over the railings brandishing swords, flintlock guns, and wooden belaying pins as they ran towards the panicked crowd. Jillian got pulled along with the retreating hotel guests as they...
For Jillian, Carol, Susan, Sharon, and all the other beautiful women I have known. I love you. ********************* You asked about our life… and I’ll bet your interest isn’t in what my parents and brothers and sisters were like, or what schools I attended, or even what I do for a living, so I will spare you those very important details and concentrate on what is, shall we say, unusual about the way we live. Our Home Welcome to our home. A round white, adobe house the entryway of which...
* Erica and Jillian continued… * I’ve been in my new life and surroundings for almost a month now finding the freedom of being a girl as nice as I had hoped it would be…could be. I love the way boys look at me and though tempted I’ve come to realize finding a special person isn’t always so easy and if it weren’t for my feelings for Jillian things would be different. I can’t let a day go by without seeing her and being in her company as she still proves to be an enigma to me…for me. Admittedly...
For Jillian, Carol, Susan, Sharon, and all the other beautiful women I have known. I love you. You asked about our life and I'll bet your interest isn't in what my parents and brothers and sisters were like, or what schools I attended, or even what I do for a living, so I will spare you those very important details and concentrate on what is, shall we say, unusual about the way we live. Our Home Welcome to our home. A round white, adobe house the entryway of which is actually a room...
"Come here, Rufus!" Jillian waved the ball at the black dog until he bounced around barking, then threw it as hard as she could. Sand flew every direction as Rufus tore after the ball arching over the beach. She'd never considered herself a dog person, but he'd grown on her over the last year. Zach was walking back towards her now with his metal detector swinging in front of him. He paused for a moment to stoop and dig in the sand before resuming his search. They'd been coming to the...
John, Jillian And Me ContinuedJillian, John and I continued fucking three or four times a week until my family returned. Then it was on any occasion that was available after that. I was still able to fulfill my own wife’s sexual needs as well as my own need for lots of extra marital fucking.Viola had gone through an extremely hard menopause after having two sets of twins, boy and girl each time and a single girl between. She said that she had told her mother that she had lost much of her sex...
Wife LoversJillian let out her held breath. Zach had found them somehow. Jumping up, Jillian got her phone and switched back on the flashlight to shine in Sean's face. "Yer cacin' witch light again," he muttered as he held up his hand and tried to blink away the bright light. "Now I gotta kill ya' both." Zach wasted no time. In one smooth motion he used his palm to flatten Sean's nose, then threw a hard punch into his stomach. Sean doubled over for a moment, but sprang back up with his nose...
The first sip of piña colada was cold and refreshing, flooding her mouth with the flavors of coconuts and pineapple. It couldn't overpower the taste of Zach's mouth that lingered on her lips though. She wanted to feast on him. His salty neck had been a delicious appetizer, but she wanted to indulge herself with his lightly haired nipples, down his muscled stomach to that mammoth lump tenting his board shorts. He'd given her an orgasm within hours of meeting her and they hadn't even been...
As Jillian lay unconscious on the bathroom floor, Hector sauntered in and sniffed her body. His nose quickly picked up the residual scent of her sex despite her time in the water. He immediately began doing what he knew best. He started licking her shaved pussy, paying particular attention to her stiff clit. As the large dog ravished her vagina with his raspy tongue, her body reacted instinctly and became aroused despite her unconscious state. With each stroke of the dog's tongue her sexual...
note:IMAGINARY STORYi was in mistress jillian's home waiting for the guests to arrive.i was told by mistress jillian that tonight she will train me to be her slave for real.it was 9 pm.mistress was dressed in a beautiful white dress with no panties and bra underneath.and i was kept naked with a leash tied to my neck as if i am a dog.i was hairy with hairy chests and hairy ass and also large bush over my cock and ballsat 9 15 pm the guests arrived.i found out mistress jillian accompanied with 2...
This is a story I made for my friend Jillian a.k.a. MILF_pussy_4_u, and it is from her perspective I hope she likes it! I can not wait to get home. Shopping all day while drinking wine has really filled my bladder. I get so excited shopping that sometimes forget to use the bathroom and now im paying the price! One more left turn and im on my block. Whew my house is in site! Ahhh there's the Day family outside waving as I pass. I smile and wave back. It's just Mr and Mrs Day, I don't see...
Jillian stepped into the scorching sand and was grateful for the protection of her sandals. The trail from the hotel to the beach led through a dimly lit jungle alive with the sounds of birds. Now that they had reached the beach, the bright sunlight had her pulling her dark glasses down over her eyes. "Wanna swim or just hang out at the bar?" Zach asked, nodding to the bamboo hut where people were sipping icy drinks under the shaded canopy. "Swim," Jillian said, maybe a little too...
"Hey, Jill! You home?" Pamela Anderson called out as she let herself into her friends home. "It's me, Pam." But there was no answer. The blonde bombshell from the TV show VIP looked around the downstairs rooms in search for her friend. But she couldn't find any trace of her. She knew that she should be here because she had called earlier and they had agreed to meet. Being a celebrity herself, she began fretting that maybe a stalker had found his way in the house. She quickly took out...
John, Jillian And Me Continued Jillian, John and I continued fucking three or four times a week until my family returned. Then it was on any occasion that was available after that. I was still able to fulfill my own wife’s sexual needs as well as my own need for lots of extra marital fucking. Viola had gone through an extremely hard menopause after having two sets of twins, boy and girl each time and a single girl between. She said that she had told her mother that she had lost much of her sex...
In my first story, “Cards With Friends,” I introduced four couples - Jason and Stephanie, Tom and Sarah, Marcus and Cassandra, and Steve and Jillian. Steve is a reasonably athletic white man in his early 30s, with an eight inch thick cock, and his wife Jillian (or Jill) is a somewhat petite half white half latina woman, with light brown hair, small breasts, and the ability to suck just about anything. My second story, a follow up to Cards called “Gangbang for Stephanie,” continued the story of...
The hotel ballroom could have been a hundred years old, with stone walls and intricate tile floors that wouldn't have been out of place in a Spanish castle. By contrast, the rumbling sounds of drums and amplified instruments playing pirate-influenced rock music kept the mood upbeat and modern. The whole ballroom was filled with people wearing period costumes of soldiers, pirates, maidens, and wenches. A few were wearing higher class costumes like Jillian's green dress, but as they walked...
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