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“Yes Nina,” I nod across the multitude of voices, microphones and cameras thrust in my direction.The final question section at the end of any Oval Office briefing were always a law unto themselves. Imagine a wild pack of animals clambering for the merest scrap of food and you will have a pretty good picture as every journalist and broadcaster fought to get their question aired.“Doesn’t this latest scandal point to an Administration embroiled in turmoil and disarray?” Came the question from the...
Office SexA midnight sex scandal in the tourist travel bus! This secret is known by only a few people and now you guys will be stroking your cock as I, your sexy Simraan, will unfold the events for your pleasure! My husband and I were invited to a family function held in a neighbourly state. We didn’t get a reservation on the express train, so we booked a tourist travel bus service which turned out to be quite an adventure for me. We boarded the luxury bus in the afternoon and because of my tight...
Introduction: The true account of what had been deleted from actress Jeri Ryans divorce papers. She has sex in a swingers club. Check online to read her account if you like, this story reads betweens the lines. When Senator Jack Ryan lost the election in 2004 much of the blame fell on their divorce papers in which his then wife actress Jeri Ryan disclosed a bunch of their personal information. Specifically she claims that she was taken to sex clubs by her husband who wanted to have sex while...
Editor's Note: nb. Thanks to AllyDryke for providing the 3D rendering for the title that takes place in this thread: https://chyoa.com/chapter/Ian-returns-to-work-and-Zoe-gets-another-eyeful.510019 Editor’s Note: Join this story's discord community here: https://discord.gg/hE6cj7H This story is now quite old years old and has grown fantastically to an incredible size. Readers encountering it for the first time might find the following short guide useful in orienting themselves around all the...
It was early March. I was in my senior year of high school, sitting in a chair in a Chapters bookstore and reading a Neil Gaiman book when I had the peculiar feeling of eyes gazing all over my bare legs and big breasts that peeked out of my tight halter top. Depending on my mood, sometimes I like to be watched. When I looked up, I was caught off guard by a tall raven-haired beauty staring at me. She wore a pale blue sundress with a plunging neckline and skirt that stopped short above her...
There is a saying, “You reap what you sow” or “One eats the fruit they planted.” Once there was an emperor who was very fond of this saying. He was a brave and romantic emperor. He spoilt his favourite consorts. Among his favourite consort, there was one that he liked the most. He was infatuated with her. He could not get enough of her body. She was responsive and just knew how to please him. She had an angelic voice that could make his cock stood erect instantaneously. It was an enchanting...
IncestDan bumped his head a couple of dozen times against the wall in the bedroom he'd been in with Ellen. The act looked funny given he was naked and sober, but so were the rest of us. He'd dropped the newspaper that repeated the story in a British tabloid about me carrying around pornographic and lewd pictures that had been sexted to me or taken by me on my cell phone. I took his head pounding as an indication that my publicist hadn't the slightest idea how to cope with this sudden release of...
Looking for nude celeb leaks at ScandalPlanet? Most people with a functioning libido have at some point in their life developed a celebrity crush for a certain actor/actress, diva, pop-star, fashion model and so on. Most of the world would love to see some A-list celebrities naked or getting fucked, and the paparazzi have been trying to get evidence of that for literally decades now. But with the introduction of the internet and better technology in general, it’s become easier and easier to...
The FappeningRealIndianSexScandals! Traditions in India are very forthcoming regarding sexual relations. However, that doesn’t mean the kinkiness of the hot exotic girls is contained. Real Indian Sex Scandals brings you leaked sex tapes featuring hot Indian girls practicing Kama Sutra and getting naughty with their boyfriends. Granted, some of the girls don’t reside in India, but they are Indian nonetheless. If the thought of spying on Indian girls fooling around naked, undressing, taking a shower and of...
Premium Indian Porn SitesShe seemed to be a petite young thing, maybe 25 years old. From my first glance I could only see her top which looked like it had a fairly open neckline which got my attention but it was too busy to see much more. I got my coffee and paper and spotted an empty table in the corner of the shop, perfect for viewing the whole place. I hurried over and sat down, quickly adjusting the paper so I could peer over the top without being noticed. The young lady with the book was sitting sideways to me...
My second year here and I just got off winter break. Because of a winter snowstorm our break had been extended but after a week extra off of school the roads have become safe to drive and I can’t wait as I have a date with a girl from my school that I have had a crush on since about halfway through the first semester. Her name was Caroline Johnson. Very small and trim figure with long brown hair that extends partially over her right eye giving her an erotic look, and on top of that one of...
After a semester of minimal sleep, never, and I mean never, going to bed alone , the school year was drawing to a close. My five charges, young European girls were completing their studies and were all poised for graduation and unleashing on an unsuspecting world. All but Petra. She was due at my apartment in five minutes. I wasn’t worried that she wouldn't pass, in fact, like her four classmates, I was certain that she would fly through this with ease. She was a highly intelligent girl, of...
HardcoreOona and I stood, face to face, her arms around my neck, her naked breasts pressing against my chest, her panty clad hips grinding against my steel hard manhood. I cupped the cheeks of her ass as she kissed me, worming her tongue into my mouth. Between kisses she whispered, “Fuck me Professor!.....Fuck me!” She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back. I walked slowly toward the bed and let her down gently. Her peach colored panties were soaked as were my trousers....
First TimeI awoke to an empty bed, not surprised but ever so slightly disappointed. Olga had gone, leaving behind rumpled sheets, a whiff of Chanel No. 5, a little sweat, her sex on the sheets, and a note: Sorry Professor, My mistress called and I have to go. Thank you for a most wonderful evening. Your reputation is well deserved. Olga I smiled as I headed for the shower, rather proud of myself for being able to keep up with such a young, exuberant, and imaginative lover. As I ran the water, I looked...
SeductionLike most of us, I get a lot of junk mail. It’s usually pretty easy to spot, so I don’t even give it the courtesy of opening it. I just file it in the waste basket. But this piece was different. It said it was from the Ministry of the Interior of one of those tiny ethnic states that emerged from the wreckage of the former Soviet Union. It was addressed to Professor William Kearns, which I assumed was me, even though I’m not a professor. I’m not even a teacher, at least, not any more. You see,...
Hardcore[*This is my REAL life story,accidentally had sex with my own step-aunty.She was 44, while I was 30 when it happened.I will try to write it as detail as I could in english].-------------------------------------I have used to stay in uncle's house everytime I visit this city,for vacation, friends appointment, or any other activities.This is his second marriage with his new wife, so I called her my step aunty.Lately, Uncle had been busy having business meetings abroad,usually takes up to 3 or 4...
"Damn! You my sweet bitch, ain't you? You sure know how to lick some good pussy, girl."Megan raised her head from between Kathy's black thighs. She didn't make eye contact, just starred off into space, detached. A stray black pube was glued to her cheek and the musty stench of Kathy's muff filled her nostrils and mouth.Kathy stroked her blonde hair as she stared into her ice blue eyes. "You still missin' them football players, snowflake? Ha! Damn! They must've fucked you good. Why don't you...
I began the CD and heard Al's words. Angie, by now you know that I have left, but I didn't leave you for what you did. I left because of what I did. I caused you so much pain over the last few years. I brought you disgrace, and despair and pain in abundance. I know that now but it took so long for me to realize it. I am so sorry for doing that to you. I held out telling the Feds what they wanted to hear from some perverted sense of loyalty to people that didn't care about me. They only...
Thus it was that I stood here now, with the rain falling and my best friend finally gone. I wiped my tears and tried to pull myself back to a gray damp world without Mary. I waved at the attendants and shouted a thank you as I walked toward my family. As always, life goes on. Mary had left everything to me as she said and the will was probated without contest. I was able to take care of all of her obligations and Jennifer, Angie and I continued to live and work in the place we had come to...
Al was just pouring the coffee as I walked into the kitchen. He finished pouring and looked up. "Wow! You look wonderful! I can't remember when you looked better than you do now. It has to have been years ago. You are still one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen." "Please, sir. Flattery will get you everywhere. But I appreciate it since I have been working very hard to look this good." Al and I talked for a good hour about nothing in particular and everything in general. We...
As Amanda Link sorted through the stack of pictures, Stern watched her face closely. He figured maybe she would get embarrassed, or even a little turned on, but she just leafed through them calmly, giving each one a quick glance — no reaction at all. "Sorry they're so graphic," he offered. She put them back into the envelope, and put the envelope in her purse. "That's quite all right. They're excellent pictures." "They left the curtains open, can you believe that? Anyone walking by...
Stern picked the print out of the finishing solution with a pair of plastic tongs and hung it on the line to dry with the others. This one was his favorite: Amanda Westphal on her hands and knees with her head between the maid's legs, her huge, perfectly symmetric breasts hanging down like ripe cantaloupes. Photography was a serious hobby of his: he spent more money than he could afford on darkroom equipment and chemicals, making up the difference by avoiding unnecessary expenses like new...
When business was slow, which was all the time, Stern spent one day a week moving furniture to keep himself solvent, and today had been that day. The work was backbreaking, but the money was good. Going by his tax return, one would have to assume that he was a furniture mover by trade who dabbled in investigative work. Today had been particularly exhausting, but at least the work had kept his mind occupied. Now, as he parked the van and dragged himself towards the dry cleaners, he was...
"Two people are here to see you, sir." William F. Link was sprawled on his office couch, watching a videotape of the speech he had delivered earlier that day to the California Orange Growers Association. He looked at his watch in annoyance. "It's after eleven o'clock. Who is it?" "One of them says she's your daughter, sir." The aide kept his voice carefully neutral. Link sat up and stopped the tape, cutting himself off in the middle of a well-received tirade against the evil...
100% fiction! While the Hollywood spies are snooping into the private lives of the Glitterati, some spies are being snooped on themselves. Artist-turned-private spy chief, , who heads a Los Angeles security network and intelligence communications firm, recently announced he was selling his collection of paintings and photographs, (his own work), and would donate the proceeds to the art security unit of his company. He was photographed recently taking in the southern California sun clad in a...
She MalesMy name is Claire Foster and I want to tell you my story, scandalous woman story. First off, I am 55 years old and have been married for thirty years. I grew up in the UK but have lived in the states since college. I am not a model but I am not ugly either. I work hard to stay in shape for my husband. We had gone to Las Vegas for a vacation and were having a great time. We had gone to this club and were drinking and dancing. My husband had met this black man, TJ, a younger very good looking...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 8 "That was fantastic, Peter, just fantastic. I don't know when I'vebeen fucked quite so breathless," the exhausted blonde said sincerely. But her mind was filled with dark thoughts of revenge em the virileresort owner for the way he had treated her--like a filthy whore! Itwasn't enough him to give her a savage ass fucking; he made her lick hiscock clean right afterwards, then suck his huge cock off while hekneeled over her with his big hands knotted in her...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 7 Davie had flung herself across the bed and was sobbing as the scheming, i****tuous brother of her so-called "friend" kneeled besideher on the floor, a comforting hand on her back. "That's right, Davie, let it all out. Just cry away--everythingyou saw going on in that room. Let that whole scene between my sisterand your dad wash right out of your eyes," he told her tenderly,cunningly. The distraught young girl cried even harder, her pitiful sobsfilling the...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 6 "Do you think your dad will let me show you around the island tomorrow?" the good-looking blond youth was saying to the prettybrunette as they sat on the steps of her father's house. "He'd better!" Davie answered. "I know I can talk him into it. Idon't know what was the matter with him tonight. He was acting funnyall evening," said the innocent teen. Randy's thigh was pressed lightlybut deliberately against her thigh. She was talking with greatanimation, the...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 5 Peter Knight hurried into his beach house and locked the doorbehind him. He was sweating, and his temples throbbed. The ache in hisgroin reminded him constantly of his manhood. The devils were dancingin his head, playing cruel tricks on him, evoking wicked, disjointedthoughtsin his mind. He had to rest, to sleep, to get back hisequilibrium before Davie came home . . . He ripped off his clothes and flung them onto a chair. He fellinto bed, wincing as his...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 4 When Davie didn't appear in the dining room at lunch time, Peter Knight was seized with a strange feeling of apprehension, although hetold himself it was probably unwarranted. The sexy blonde stewardesswas also conspicuously absent, however, and a casual inquiry to Benny,his maitre d', informed him that Miss Byers had requested a picnic lunchfor two. He decided to go in search of Davie. He just didn't feelright about his guileless daughter spending too much...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 3 The day dawned predictably golden on the island of Eleuthera. Lavender fingers of light were reaching up into the sky when RandyFerris cautiously opened the door of the bungalow he had shared with hissister the night before and made his way to the red MG parked down theroad. He had to work today. But he would be back at French Leavetonight . . . in time to get acquainted with Davie Knight! Then,tomorrow . . . tomorrow would be the beginning of a glorious...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 2 It was six o'clock. The sun was brilliant but low in the Decembersky as Trish and Randy settled down in the big bed in the attractivebungalow which Trish had rented at French Leave. They had bothundressed immediately, Trish still eager for the loving only her brothercould give her. Her climax in the MG had only made her more eager forlove making, and she hungered for the youth's trim, sun-tanned body, forhis young mouth and his mammoth cock. She never grew...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 1 The Bahamian island of Eleuthera is a saber-shaped spit ofglistening white coral sand in the crystalline waters of the CaribbeanSea. One can get there by boat or by plane. It was on such a shuttleflight from Nassau that Davie Knight sat and breathlessly looked out ofthe narrow window on December 20th. The sixteen year old kept knottinga silk scarf between her hands, a gesture which could not escape thewatchful notice of the striking older blonde woman who...
I didn't know it was her until later. But I was lying on my back in the dark and she reaches underneath my shirt and grabs my breast. Her hands were cold and I was surprised that she was doing this. Already at a young age I was masturbating, so her sexually touching me didn't confuse me. She squeezed my nipples and then took her hand out of my shirt, going around the bed and lying down with me. She kissed my neck and squeezed my breasts from outside the shirt, stroking my tummy. Her hand...
The first time it happens there is guilt. Usually always is, but that biting urgency to let passion take over can’t be ignored… The party is in full swing and drinks are in everyone and everywhere. The younger crowd dancing and swaying to the music thumping through the speakers, lights flashing in time illuminating the sweating bodies in the club. Rented out for a very special occasion the college students are taking full advantage of the scene and not wasting time with conversations. Mel and...
A month later, Ron and Kim invited the card group for a Chinese dinner. They said to expect the unexpected. Delores said that Kim was a very creative party planner. I was impatient to find out what she meant. Their house was a mansion with a couple of bedrooms on each of two floors, a swimming pool, a full basement recreation room, and a dining room that looked more like a banquet hall. Cocktail hour included gimlets for the wives and martinis for their husbands. Kim had the dinner catered....
Group SexThe poker party started at eight at Stan's place. Everything seemed ordinary. The bar was open and the wine and beer were flowing. The early conversation revolved around the election. Eventually, each group retired to their card games. The women were upstairs in the dining room. We were downstairs in the den in Stan's Rec Room. After an hour, it was obvious that the girls were having fun. Their voices and hysterical laughter became louder. Our poker table was far more subdued. We just shook our...
Group Sex"Listen, Alex, did you hear the latest?" Stan eagerly announced when we met for lunch. "The boss is taking a few of us to a business meeting in Vegas. We're both on the list. How about them bananas?" He was as excited as a kid at Christmas. I asked, "Are the wives invited?" "That's the beauty of it, Alex. We'll be bachelors for five days in Sin City." Stan saw himself as somewhat of a ladies' man. His office conduct could be considered sexual harassment, but none of the girls in the office...
First TimeA dare started it all, and my sexual adventures cascaded from there. A fine line can be drawn between a spontaneous dare and preconceived dare. I can't say which it was when my wife said, "Darling, have you ever dreamed of being naked around a group of women?" I asked, "Do you mean a dream at sleep or a fantasy dream?" "Well," she said, "both." "Why do you ask? It sounds silly to me." "It's not so silly. The girls at our club were talking about their husbands watching Internet porn. Stephanie...
MILFThe first time it happens there is guilt. Usually always is, but that biting urgency to let passion take over can't be ignored... The party is in full swing and drinks are in everyone and everywhere. The younger crowd dancing and swaying to the music thumping through the speakers, lights flashing in time illuminating the sweating bodies in the club. Rented out for a very special occasion the college students are taking full advantage of the scene and not wasting time with conversations. Mel and...
CheatingComing home after dropping out from college has been the hardest thing you've ever done. But you barely had the mental health or money to continue, so you simply dropped out and begged your parents to let you live in your old room until you could get a stable job, luckily, your parents welcomed you in with open arms and happily lead you to your old room. You were surprised to see that nothing had changed, they hadn't thrown out nor given away any of your stuff! Great, you could sell some of it...
BisexualOnce they were settled in the sleek silver Porsche and heading down the road toward French Leave, Peter Knight and his daughter began to relax in each other's company a bit. There is something permissive and seductive about a Caribbean Island, particularly one like Eleuthera, where the brilliant semi-tropical sun and the absence of pressure invite one to shed cares, clothing and convention. This was Peter Knight's home ground now, and he assumed the role of confident host and tour...
It was six o'clock. The sun was brilliant but low in the December sky as Trish and Randy settled down in the big bed in the attractive bungalow which Trish had rented at French Leave. They had both undressed immediately, Trish still eager for the loving only her brother could give her. Her climax in the MG had only made her more eager for love making, and she hungered for the youth's trim, sun-tanned body, for his young mouth and his mammoth cock. She never grew tired of making it with...
The day dawned predictably golden on the island of Eleuthera. Lavender fingers of light were reaching up into the sky when Randy Ferris cautiously opened the door of the bungalow he had shared with his sister the night before and made his way to the red MG parked down the road. He had to work today. But he would be back at French Leave tonight... in time to get acquainted with Davie Knight! Then, tomorrow... tomorrow would be the beginning of a glorious weekend and--if Trish knew what she was...
When Davie didn't appear in the dining room at lunch time, Peter Knight was seized with a strange feeling of apprehension, although he told himself it was probably unwarranted. The sexy blonde stewardess was also conspicuously absent, however, and a casual inquiry to Benny, his maitre d', informed him that Miss Byers had requested a picnic lunch for two. He decided to go in search of Davie. He just didn't feel right about his guileless daughter spending too much time with the older...
Peter Knight hurried into his beach house and locked the door behind him. He was sweating, and his temples throbbed. The ache in his groin reminded him constantly of his manhood. The devils were dancing in his head, playing cruel tricks on him, evoking wicked, disjointed thoughts in his mind. He had to rest, to sleep, to get back his equilibrium before Davie came home... He ripped off his clothes and flung them onto a chair. He fell into bed, wincing as his hard, erect cock thudded on the...
"Do you think your dad will let me show you around the island tomorrow?" the good-looking blond youth was saying to the pretty brunette as they sat on the steps of her father's house. "He'd better!" Davie answered. "I know I can talk him into it. I don't know what was the matter with him tonight. He was acting funny all evening," said the innocent teen. Randy's thigh was pressed lightly but deliberately against her thigh. She was talking with great animation, the excitement and...
Davie had flung herself across the bed and was sobbing as the scheming, incestuous brother of her so-called "friend" kneeled beside her on the floor, a comforting hand on her back. "That's right, Davie, let it all out. Just cry away--everything you saw going on in that room. Let that whole scene between my sister and your dad wash right out of your eyes," he told her tenderly, cunningly. The distraught young girl cried even harder, her pitiful sobs filling the darkened bedroom. She...
"That was fantastic, Peter, just fantastic. I don't know when I've been fucked quite so breathless," the exhausted blonde said sincerely. But her mind was filled with dark thoughts of revenge em the virile resort owner for the way he had treated her--like a filthy whore! It wasn't enough him to give her a savage ass fucking; he made her lick his cock clean right afterwards, then suck his huge cock off while he kneeled over her with his big hands knotted in her hair. He almost pulled it...
A radiant, refreshed Davie Knight awoke around 9:30 the next morning from a deep and delicious sleep. God, she felt great! Absolutely marvelous. Her cheeks glowed and her eyes sparkled; she was exquisitely healthy... She sat up in bed clutching her bent knees to her chest. A satisfied smile played constantly around her full, sensuous lips. Over and over she kept thinking to herself, I'm a woman now--a real woman! I'm not just a scared kid in school any more... I'm a woman! I've had a...
Peter Knight stole another long glance at his passenger as they drove south along the narrow, two-way road in his sleek silver Porsche. Trish had greeted him wearing the briefest and sexiest of black bikinis and a thin gold chain around her neck. She was all smiles, and gave no indication that she bore any resentment towards him for his callous treatment of her the night before. She looked so goddamned exciting, so sensual, that he had torn off his own swim trunks and fucked her right then,...
Young Davie Knight was thoroughly caught up in the sucking of Randy's cock. Her eyes were cloud and her head bobbed up and down furiously as she reveled in the taste and feel of her handsome lover's throbbing member. Her energetic sucking of the pistoning prick in her mouth and the guttural barks that came from her lovely throat all testified to that. I like it, I love it... ooohhhh, his big, beautiful penis feels so wonderful in my mouth, I never thought anything this wicked could feel so...
"... But remember, Davie, you've got to make your father think it was all your idea--promise? I want you to get ad the credit, honey," Trish admonished the pretty young girl over the dining table. It was Saturday night, and the spacious room was crowded. Peter Knight was busy. "I promise!" the lovely teen answered, her large hazel eyes aglow with excitement. "Oh Trish, you're a genius--and a terrific friend! I just hope Daddy will go for it. "Sweetie, your father's so knocked out...
“I love you.” The words were more than seriously stated by each and to each of the nude partners as they made love on the large bed in the Prentiss house – three women and a man; Dave, Alice, Cricket, and Cindy Worthington. The same words had been said the night before between the group and a few others as well. This Saturday morning they seemed to carry special meaning after the group had slept naked and cuddled together in a loving amorphous mass of hypersexual-sated flesh. Dave sighed...
The next day after we partied with Mike and Robin, I woke up and she was sucking my dick. She stopped when I woke. She said when she woke my dick was still hard and she could not resist. She moved up next to me and ask if I wanted to know how Mike got her in bed. I said yes if you give me a hand job while you tell. She laughed and reached for my dick.They got home before me and Robin because we had to stop at their motel room and pick up their stuff.She told me on the way home while he was...
My sister went out with her girlfriends for her 21st birthday. She was having a fun time, drinking, flaunting her huge 38DD tits around. Her boyfriend of two years was out with them as well, but was somewhat of a tool. My sister would get lost in the crowd and dance and flirt with other guys. She loved the attention her big fat tits were getting her, and she wasn't afraid to use them for free drinks. As the night started to whine down, my sister was pretty drunk at this time, and was walking...
I met Tony Bennadetto on my seventeenth birthday. He and my brother introduced me to their gang as related in an earlier chapter. The next year I was a senior with a work-study job in the principal’s office. Halfway through the semester we hired a temporary substitute teacher for English and homeroom. Her name was Katherine Cartridge. She came with a good resume from a couple of high schools in Nevada. She was an immediate hit with the students. Besides being a fair and talented teacher,...