Sheryl and her perfect life
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Chapter One "Hey, pass me that flow coefficients sheet, will you?" "No prob. The laminate flow one, right?" I slide the piece of paper over to the right, and Sheryl cranes her neck down just a tad to get a better look. A few strands of hair fall out over her left ear; with fluttering heart, unsure of what her reaction will be, I restore the wayward strands back to their regal perch. She turns her head towards me. I'm delighted to see that she's smiling. "Thanks, man." I'm a...
My wife's cousin SherylThis is a true story I managed to see her again a couple years ago. Will post soon...Enjoy the story let me know what you think.Back in the early 70's When i was in High School i use to hang out with my wife older brother Jay. We were freshman he was telling me his cousin Sheryl was coming over. Jay had said" she was a Hot Red Head with nice tits an she didn't mine show them off" i was 14 that all I could think about. Never having sex with a girl at this age. That Friday...
Sheryl was in her kitchen tidying up, her family had all gone for the day k**s to school, husband Steve to work so she was looking at a full day of housework.She was just starting in the front room when there was a knock at the door she answered it and there was her nephew Simon, she smiled at him and ushered him into the front room pleased to have an excuse for not doing her chores. She had always been fond of Simon whos 16th birthday party she had been to the previous month, she cast her mind...
Adventurous Sheryl The day dawned in a splash of color and clouds. Warm sunlight glinting off the river bounced rays of color along glass canyons. It would be a hot day. The brisk walk down Wacker Drive already caused a trickle of sweat to run down his back as he hurried along. He was heading to his office and work, but his mind was far from there. It had been several months since he and Sheryl had seen each other. She lived in another city, traveled occasionally to Chicago. They met while he...
Adventurous Sheryl The day dawned in a splash of color and clouds. Warm sunlight glinting off the river bounced rays of color along glass canyons. It would be a hot day. The brisk walk down Wacker Drive already caused a trickle of sweat to run down his back as he hurried along. He was heading to his office and work, but his mind was far from there. It had been several months since he and Sheryl had seen each other. She lived in another city, traveled occasionally to Chicago. They met while he...
Straight Sex(True Story!)After seeing Sheryl and having sex we had taken a shower got dressed talked about our lives and family. I had taken Sheryl out to dinner. We had opened up about sexual likes and dislike. Had been honest told her sex between me and the wife had changed due to medical problem for the wife. We would have sex maybe if I was lucky 3-4 times a year. I told her that I was Bi but preferred women. She said she was also Bi but preferred men. That couple years back she worked as a Dominatrix...
Women: I would love to hear your input on my stories, get your perspective and see if you would do things Sheryl and I did. Cheers. ****** Sheryl and I had been going out for about 6 months at this point, we had had quite a share of experiences but this one has always stood out. I had stayed at her place overnite and nothing really had happened, which was rare as we had sex as much as we could, and if it wasn’t sex it was making out our masturbating each other. The alarm went off at...
When I was younger I had a pretty wild sex life and met a few women along the way to join in on the fun. In my mid 30's I was dating this woman, Bernie. She was a few years older than me, a single mom, rubenesque, 40D's long blonde hair and quiet the appetite for sex. Bernie and I had a few 3ways, couple swap and went to an orgy. Other wise we kept it one on one.One weekend Bernie and I went to a BBQ a friend of hers was having. As the night set in and my buzz kicked in. I noticed this woman...
Bernie's date was Gail from California. Bernie lived three states to her east and offered to pick her up in his private jet. She easily accepted. Their date was scheduled for Friday. She was to meet him in the airport lobby around three in the afternoon with her passport. He arrived at two. Gail was early and apprehensive. She showed up at two thirty. She said she didn't want to be late. They had an hour before flight time and ordered a drink at the bar while the pilot refueled the plane. Gail...
Straight Sex"Please" she sobbed "Why?" She looked at Billy, "he just shrugged and stared back. "Bernie" she called. "I'm here" Bernie called and stepped closer to her. "Bernie, did you see?" she asked earnestly, "Ian and me" she continued "I did it for you" she said, her voice breaking, she sobbed, eager to explain her frustration; "but he didn't ... He didn't finish, he left me, he..." But before she could finish her sentence, Bernie interrupted. "Its ok Jackie" he said sweetly,...
BERNIE By Virginia Kane This piece of purely fiction follows an adult transgendered theme, including some erotic episodes. If you are not of legal age to read erotic prose, cease reading immediately, close the file, go elsewhere and do something suitable, as this story is not for you. Furthermore, if you're of legal age where you live and erotic subject matter offends you in any way, please don't read any further. You...
Finally the big day came and when the contractions started Val's housekeeper called Joe, who in turn called 911 and then left the office for the Hospital to be with Val. He was soon joined by Val's mother and sister, and together, with several other family members joining them, they waited seven hours for her to give birth to a seven pound baby girl, quickly named Caroline by the couple. After another three hours passed, Joe took his leave and left for home. Heather decided to stay with...
I had stopped listening to Bernie; he'd been going on about pets. But then he said Jackie, quite loud, but she was staring into space..."Jackie?" Bernie said "do you want to come and see them? We've only got a few left these days, I kept some of my favourites." He lifted her face to look at him "come and see" he said "they are lovely, you'll fall in love with them". Before she had a chance to register what he'd said, he took her hand and pulled her up, she teetered on her heels....
That fateful day Kendra was spending time with mom in mom's kitchen while Bernie was mowing the lawn for Kendra. As usual Kendra left the door to her house open so that Bernie could get himself a drink from her fridge if he chose to. That day, after the mowing was done Bernie got himself a can of beer and went on to sniff some of Kendra's dirty laundry. This time though he went upstairs to Kendra's bedroom with the drink. He just felt he needed something more, even though he did not know...
Bernie grabbed Jackie's hand, held her at arms length and whistled, "ah Jackie" he said "you are one sexy woman". "I could spend hours just looking at you." "Really!" Jackie replied "But I'm just an over weight middle aged woman" she said. Bernie was incredulous, "No!" he cried, "Your not that old, and you are still gorgeous, if you don't believe me, just ask Ian ... He thought you were lovely too, and good enough to spend the evening with ... Aye?" He patted her bottom and...
I was to arrive back in Pittsburgh a Friday night. The flight was long and we had planned to get together for dinner around 8pm. I got to my apartment showered, got ready and went to buy her some flowers. Just before I arrived to my apt she had texted asking for me to let her know when I was going to leave for her place. So I did. I went to a grocery to get some wine, flowers and yes, condoms as well. While I was waiting at the register I got a text from her with a pic. It was a pic of her...
We drove for a few minutes, Neville really tanking it; I thought about grabbing the wheel, but decided at this speed I would end up killing as all. I looked back at Jackie, her mood was changing her face softened and she slumped back into the seat. Bernie was stroking her shoulder, very gently. Jackie didn't pull away. We sped on, through the night. "Well, here we are, Jacqueline," chirped Bernie, "nice name, I had a girlfriend called Jackie once, lovely girl, lovely big bum and tits...
"Fucking hell" shouted Billy "that was amazing!" Reggie, stepped back and dropped to the floor, Jackie slumped back on to the bales ... she coughed, and then spat out some creamy white spittle. Reggie snorted and walked back to the stables ... he'd done his bit, now it was time for some food! Billy now jumped about, dancing around Bernie. "That was good weren't it Bernie" he chanted. "Can I now Bernie?" he asked "You did say, you did promise" he pleaded. "Ok Billy, she's all...
It was a rainy Sunday; Bernie was just sitting around the off-campus apartment, watching The A-Team on NBC with George Peppard, and Chicago-born actor Mr. T. with two other girls, Frannie and Meg. Val was out on a date with Joe, and Bernie was more than a little jealous with the knowledge they were getting very serious about each other. Eventually, she got hungry, and got up to make herself and the others some spaghetti. As she stirred the sauce, she idly wondered if Eddie Boyle was going to...
Introduction: Alice was in an exceptionally horny mood, Chapter 5 (Alice gets to fuck Pauls friend Bernie Clayton) (all people in my stories are over 18) The following Saturday morning when her husband took the twins with him on a business trip to a nearby town, Alice slept in later than usual. Waking up and knowing no one else was in the house, she went down to the kitchen for some coffee, wearing nothing but a bra and panties. Alice was in an exceptionally horny mood, and she could feel...
Some of you might not believe this: The internet hasn't always been around. Sometimes it's best just to open with the facts. Before the World Wide Web and the Interconnected Network we know and love today, communication by computer was a far more fragmented affair and one that only tech enthusiasts and p*******es used. Possibly secret agents, too. By the time I was in high school I had researched and successfully wired a not-supported modem to my families BBC Micro. I even taught myself to...
Bernadette was her full name but we just call her Bernie. Her father was the principal of our school and she really had a crush on me at the time. She would corner me every chance she could stealing a few kisses before I could get away. Bernie wasn't bad looking but being the principal's daughter I didn't try to go farther with her.She was about 5'6 long curly black hair,a lot of freckles and black eyes, now day's she would have been considered goth. She had big tits and a nice ass...
This is a true story about a girl I use to see every so often when she would come up to visit her friend Tammy. Bernadette was her full name but we just call her Bernie. Her father was the principal of our school and she really had a crush on me at the time. She would corner me every chance she could stealing a few kisses before I could get away. Bernie wasn't bad looking but being the principal's daughter was why I didn't try to go farther with her.She was about 5'6 long curly black hair,a...
Billy released the ropes from the rings, allowing Jackie's legs to slacken a little, but he didn't remove the ropes, instead he loosened the loops around her ankles and then pushed them up her leg, just above the knee. He did this to both legs. Then wrinkling his nose, and muttering obscenities, he gingerly tiptoes through the puddles of horse cum and jumped up onto the bales. He then unceremoniously and with a little effort, rolled Jackie onto her front. Jackie was startled out of her...
On Saturday morning I went to Bernie's house by bike. Most of the trip was along cycle paths but Mum is a bit of a worrier and asked me to ring her when I got there. I rang the bell while I was telling Mum I had arrived and had just hung up when Belle answered the door. "Hi Belle, is it OK if I leave my bike in your porch?" I asked, "I don't want it stolen." "Yes, sure, but didn't you get Bernie's text?" I looked back at my phone and indeed there was a text in the inbox. I read...
Bernie stepped over to Jackie and leaned on the bales next to her. "See" he said "You can and you did!" he looked down at her with a leer, perused her firm thick body, down to her navel, her belly swollen with equine cock. He groaned as he looked at her raped and ravaged twat, with that mighty black shaft forcing her poor stretched lips wide. "Told you it would be worth it" he purred, "you wanted to cum didn't you" Jackie lay there panting. "Oh Bernie" she said "I cum so hard...
Bernie immediately stood up and stepped away "Ian!" He barked. Ian moved forward, thrusting Jackie's legs further apart. He quickly positioned himself, then grasped his big hard cock he pressed it against Jackie's awaiting sex. Jackie felt the blunt head of his cock. Startled, her eyes flew open, "Bernie" she called her eyes searching. "Sorry Jackie" Bernie sneered, "I just watch," he said "Ian does the fucking!" Jackie looked confused, then her eyes widened and she gasped,...
Bernie rang me as soon as she got home. I asked how her aunt was and it seemed things were not so bad. They had started her on antibiotics and they think things should clear up. "Anyway it's you I really want to see. Can you come round now?" "Well, I've got to finish washing up the tea things and I'll be round. Actually Mum says she'll finish up so I'm on my way." I kissed Mum to say thanks and Dad offered to give me a lift so I was back at Bernie's house in record time. Belle...
I happen to think that every high school as that perfect couple. That pair that seem as though they were made for each other. They are inseparable, look great together, do everything together and every other couple wants to be just like them. In my school that couple was Paul and Sheryl. I had known Sheryl for six years, which is a long time for someone in high school. She was one of the most beautiful girls in school and I use her as my benchmark for the perfect woman to this day. She was...
This story is true, every last word of it. And it has been leaving me with the question, "why?" for many years. Let me tell you what I am. I'm a straight white male, divorced, father of three, addicted to women, and now single and dating. I've never cheated on my women. I'm not as great in bed as I once was, but I look good for my age, and women 30 years younger still ask me to call them. My sexual addiction for women has gone unchanged--or maybe even increased substantially--over the...
As soon as she was tethered Ian Stopped! Ian Just lay there motionless ... Billy checked, her position, looking to see where her bum was on the bales. Jackie began calling, calling Ian's name. "Ian, Ian" she called, her voice anxious, pleading. "Ian! Oh Ian please!" She cried. "Don't stop please not now" she groaned long and low, "Oooh Ian, please fuck me, please fuck me, I'm so close ... Pleeeease I need to cum!" she sobbed. But Ian didn't move. Billy jumped to the rope connected...
The call came on the Wednesday, I said to her that she didn’t have to go and she said she knew. I told her, we should tell them no, no more. She said I was right and she would tell them that she didn’t want to go – But I knew it was a lie. I got home on Friday and she was gone, I knew where. She didn’t come home Saturday and I resigned myself to a lonely weekend. But I was too far gone, too deep in, to do anything about it. Sunday morning, I heard the letterbox clatter at about 8am. A small...
Molly is damn smart, but how in the hell did she get involved in with Emily or her mom? Where am I going anyway? “Emily needs you. Only you can help her,” Molly said quickly. “Hurry. Drive fast, very fast. You can be there by ten with no stops, eleven if you have to take bathroom breaks.” Yeah, I can see needing to take a bathroom break to take a shit, but the piss tube in the car takes care of the more urgent needs. At the gas station I loaded up on snacks, junk food, and drinks for the...
Bernie's House of BangersBernie's House of Bangers was a little, all-night diner on the corner of Riverside and Grove. It might as well have been on the corner of 'Nowhere' and 'Get Lost' for all the traffic it got. I'd driven by there a hundred times and never given it a second thought. It was only after a long evening of playing the nigh-shift Santa Claus at the local ‘Wally-Mart’ that I decided to give the place a shot. Even then, I'd probably have skipped it all together if I hadn't been...
HumorBernie had two more dates with Eddie Boyle, but neither ended with anything close to the excitement he'd generated on the condo stairs during the hurricane. She began avoiding his calls, and after a brief interval, Eddie looked elsewhere. Val was puzzled, for Bernie, while good looking didn't seem to attract all that many suitors; if suitor's translated into desirable hunks. But Val had her Joe, and while she was concerned about Bernie's lack of boyfriends, she didn't dwell on the...
My names Richard and I’m going to tell you about the time me and my friend Pieter had our first gay experience together. First I’ll tell you a bit about us. We both live in Berkshire in the UK. At the time Pieter and I were in our last year at school and were 17 when it happened. I’m quite a short guy and have the build of an amateur rugby player. I have brownish-blondish hair and blue eyes. I have an average size penis as does Pieter, but it’s good all the same. Pieter’s a little taller than...
There's one fantasy that I Gracie finally let myself live out. The fantasy of being a cock sucking, cum swallowing, gloryhole girl. I’m not sure where my interest came from. I think it has something to do with finding my cousins porn collection on his laptop he let me use when I was visiting them when I was younger. I wrote down a few of my favorite links he had. When I finally convinced my parents that I needed my own personal laptop for school, I finally was able to check those sites out in...
My names Richard and I’m going to tell you about the time me and my friend Pieter had our first gay experience together. First I’ll tell you a bit about us. We both live in Berkshire in the UK. At the time Pieter and I were in our last year at school and were 17 when it happened. I’m quite a short guy and have the build of an amateur rugby player. I have brownish-blondish hair and blue eyes. I have an average size penis as does Pieter, but it's good all the same. Pieter’s a little taller than...
Gay MaleScott was almost a permanent resident now, even on school nights, most times sharing the evening meal with us. Mum and dad knew our relationship had taken the extra step, and at times, I caught one or the other smiling at us. Probably remembering their earlier lives. I still had homework to do and he often helped. Although I had the sneaking suspicion, it was only to be close to me. Not that you would have heard me complain. Whatever his reason, he was a big help, and my marks soared. Friday...
Morning and I awoke with a headache, and a mouth that felt as I imagined the bottom of our garbage can would feel. It didn't matter. I had slept well, no dreams, no lying awake thinking back over the fun Scott and I had. Just the blissful nothingness. It was mid-morning; Paul and dad would be at work. Mum would be pottering around doing the housework. Sue, who was between jobs, would be out either looking for work or helping with the house. What to do? I could lie in my cosy bed and let...
From that night on, I changed. My re-introduction to men had been perfect. Scott had been the consummate lover. Now he was gone. In an attempt to make up for the loss, I began looking for quantity rather than quality. With it I began drinking more, no longer caring who had me, just so long as there was physical contact, and a pretence of caring. Joel's performance did improve, and we had many good times together. On my bed, the back lawn, his car or anywhere that seemed right at the time. I...
My weekend had got off to a great start. Going to my room, I began packing my overnight bag, my mind a jumble of thoughts. Would I like the people Steve spoke so highly of? Would they like me? What of the older man? How would I feel knowing Steve was busy with another female? What would her partner and I talk about? Would we have anything in common? Would I willingly give myself to him? Sue burst into my room, breaking into my thoughts. "The others have gone out for a while. Tell me all...
The house seemed empty when I went inside, so I dropped my bag in my room then stripped and went into the bathroom. I began to shower when Sue came in and sat on the bath watching me. "So how did it go?" "Beyond belief." "From the silly look on your face, you're in love." "I'm in love in a way you'd never believe." "Not with Steve I hope? He's married. You wouldn't be that silly, surely." "No. Not with Steve. I could never love him. He's always been just for fun." By...
What was left of the week went quickly, and with Paul home early on the Friday, we left for the farm. I hadn't told Sophie when to expect us, but knew she would have a meal ready when we arrived. The trip out seemed to take forever, my mind in turmoil. I wanted Greg, I wanted Sophie, but with Paul with us, I wasn't sure how it would happen. The sly grin I noticed on Sue's face answered my question. She would see to it that Paul was out of the way long enough for me to spend time with my...
When we told our folks of what Greg and Sophie had planned for my birthday, they seemed reluctant. Saying how they hoped I would want it at home. Gradually between Sue and me, we got them around to our way of thinking. Although I suspected mum might have had more of an input into their change of heart than we knew. From the outset, she knew something was going on, much more than we had told her. However, she kept her thoughts to herself. Just the occasional smile to me whenever I mentioned...
The first week in my new home was like a dream come true. It began on the first night. With my clothes put away, I joined Greg and Sophie at the dining room table. He had showered while I had been busy, and Sophie had prepared a light snack and something to drink. We sat together quietly; there was no need for conversation, each of us happy with how things were. Sophie broke the silence as she got up from the table. "I need a shower before bed." Her eyes silently asking if I would like to...
Saturday arrived with a morning that only the country could produce. It was perfect. I looked across at my still sleeping lovers. For a moment, naughty thoughts flashed through my mind as I thought about stirring them into life, then thought better of it. Instead, after I'd attended to my ablutions, prepared breakfast. Standing in the kitchen, the importance of the next two days dawned on me. So much depended on dad seeing things as I did. Slowly anxiety began to cloud my perfect...
Dusk. Time for dad and me to have some time alone. The day had begun perfectly, and now the evening promised to be even better. A perfect time to bring him to my way of thinking. "Come for a walk." I said to him as I smiled at mum. "Where to?" "You'll see." With that, I took him by the hand and had to almost drag him the first few paces. Then he relaxed and walked with me, showing no sign of wanting to let go of my hand, realising privacy was important. We walked without saying...
The next three months were hectic. Legal stuff to get out of the way. Contractors to organise. Our tranquil lifestyle only a memory for the moment. During this time, the three of us settled into what was to become our way of life. Gone was the first flush of the new encounter, replaced by a more meaningful relationship. At times poor Greg at a loss to know who he was. When he was with Sophie, he was Greg, and when he was with me, he was Scott, and sometimes, he was both. Something we girls...
Archive name: onedrink.txt (M+/F, wife, cuckold)Authors name: Gilglim ([email protected])Story title : OK...But Just One Drink-------------------------------------------------------= This work is copyrighted to the author © 2000. =-Please do not remove the author information or makeany changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area ofcommercial sites. Thank you for your consideration.------------------------------------------------------OK...But...
Again a story which I love very much, but did not writeon my own. I found it and thought, that those people frequently reading my German or English stories couldlike it. Please find a copyright message at the end ofthis story... I'd had my new job for about 5 weeks, so I was familiar with most of the guys at the office, but I was still trying to fit in. As an office manager for an accounting firm I was both in-charge of the office and yet still subordinate to the accountants. It's a rather...
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“Any chance I can get one of those?” Jeremy asked Damon. “Don’t think so Jer you sister would stake me” He responded “She’s too busy with Stephan to even notice” Jeremy placed another glass next to Damon’s. “Why not?” Damon asked rhetorically, he then added “Doubt I can screw things up more then I already have.” They both drank their drinks and Damon continued to refill both glasses till full then sat down in the am chair while Jeremy was standing at the side table. “Urgh I can hear them...
A Lady's Drink. It all started the day before our Halloween Party when I was teasing my girlfriend Loudes about her inability to take a drink like me. I said, "You always drink lady's drinks like sherry because you know that after a man's drink like a pint of beer you are anyone's. Face it Lourdes you just can't hold your drink like me." Lourdes replied, "Man up Simon. I bet you after a pint of a lady's drink like sherry you would be anyone's too. I tell you what how about a...
This lady had not been out in a while and wanted to have fun. She remembered when she did have fun she was drunk she wanted a few things but knew she had to get one man in her life so she could get the rest of what she wanted. We will call her Annette she has long black hair and a nice figure. She was wearing a dress with nothing underneath. She walks into the bar sits next to a man who was looking at her up and down checking her out like men do . Hi my name is Jim what is yours? He said. She...
EroticPart One — Karen's Narrative Something foul smelling woke me up, that and the rubbing sensation on my face as well as the pressure on my chest. I opened my eyes just a crack. The slightest hint of a new day, the barest light that precedes the morning sunrise, pushed back the darkness of the night. I looked around at the room. Unmistakably a hotel room, it looked nothing like the one I had checked into the previous day. That one, non smoking, had contained one king sized bed, a large,...
The name Linda is derived from the Spanish word 'lindo' which translates to 'pretty'. Or so I think, but I never studied Spanish in school and that is what my computer told me. For some strange reason, I have never — OK, one exception — met a woman named Linda who was not at least pretty, if not totally beautiful. It's as if the parents know, while the baby is still in utero that she will be lovely to look at. I say 'she' because you rarely meet any boys named Linda. I've known...
For no particular reason, not one that I consciously admit anyway, I've always thought that the name Yvonne was erotic. It conjured up thoughts of a femme fatale, a siren calling ancient seafarers to her rocky shores, a temptress flitting behind a sheer veil. Then the Yvonne of my masturbatory dreams walked into the used bookstore that serves as my cunt web. Not that I ever managed to get enough use of that back room with the bed; most of the time, I had to flog Peter The Great something...