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Let me start by giving you some background as to how another chain of events merged with the unfortunate weather to bring my sexual encounter with mom about. I am the baby of four brothers and had a sense that something was wrong with mom and dad's marriage for quite a while; however, like most parents they lived by the motto "we will stay together until the kids go to college." Well there is five years of difference between me and my closest sibling and mom and dad were getting antsy. When I was 14 they split and mom moved to the coast while dad stayed in our home city. I chose to stay with dad mostly because all of my friends were close and I wanted to stay at the same school.
My dad is a contractor and during the summer I would make extra money by helping his workers do various tasks; not the least of which, was roofing. This is the final piece of puzzle that put me and mom under the same roof, alone, for days on end.
When the first hurricane hit the east coast of Florida it was really no big deal. It pretty much came from Tampa and was really weak by the time it made it's way all the way across the state. However the second one was more of a direct hit on the east coast. While my parents have a good amount of money they could not afford to pay for two houses after the split, so mom bought a used townhouse for a place to stay. Needless to say, the 25 year-old townhouse did not hold up that well in the winds of the second hurricane and one of the first things to go was the roof. It was not completely torn off, but there was a lot of leaking and damage. Thankfully the cell phone service still worked so mom called dad to see if she could get a hand in repairing her roof. Of course they got into a big argument when dad said he had all the business he could handle and there was no way he could help. Personally I think he said that just to piss her off, but later you could tell my dad felt bad. So his option was to have me drive to the coast with a few supplies to see if I could patch the roof until it could be proplerly fixed.
Upon arrival the roof was worse than it sounded over the phone, I did the best I could but there was not enough supplies to do a great job. Mom's upstairs not only had leaks but it also smelled pretty bad from the water saturating the carpet. Needless to say the power was out so there was no way to hook up fans to air out the townhouse, as a result mom pulled one double matresses downstairs on the living room floor.
The first 2 of the 7 days I was there I spent most of my time working on the roof and me and mom drove around the local area to see all of the damage caused by the hurricane. I was pretty much exhausted at night time and would pass out on the couch while mom slept on the matress. Once the roof was finished I told mom I would stay for a couple of days to help with the cleaning and make sure she was OK.
We did a lot of talking and walking aroung the neighborhood, but both admitted we were bored out of our minds with no TV and no computer.
One night when going to bed I noticed mom popping some pills and asked her what they were. It turns out since leaving my dad she had taken a turn for the worst. She had been seeing a local family doctor for depression and had become a regular pill popper. Anti depressants and sleeping pills were the norm for her now and also a lot of nights crying alone watching TV. I felt really horrible to hear my mom spilling her guts and it felt a little awkward so I was glad when the sleeping pills kicked in and knocked her out. However, I was not sleepy and sat there on the couch thinking and looking at my mom. She is an average looking lady but she is pretty thin in spite of having 4 kids. She has small petite breasts and shapely hips. It was hard to see a lot of detail in the dark but I could certainly make out the curves of her 130 pound body. At the young age of 17 this was turning me on, sure I had gotten some play on the couch, or in the car from various high school girls, but I had never been in the same room watching a woman fall asleep. I think it was that first night that I came up with a plan. This was night 3.
On the fourth night I acted like I was bored out of my mind again with lack of TV and asked if I could have one of her pills and turn in early. She said that was fine and gave me one of her prescription strength pills to take. Judging by the way she was knocked out the night before I knew mom would think that I passed out. So, I faked taking the pill and layed down on the double bed on the floor of the living room. Up until now mom had slept on the bed and I had slept on the couch behind her, but now I was faking to be sound asleep on the double matress. However, I did not want to scare her off so I faced away from where she would lay down and gave her plenty of room to slide in beside me. Much as I had hoped I heard mom rattling around with her pill bottles and she soon slid into the bed beside me. By this time I had a raging 7 inch hard on. I could not believe things had turned out the way I had planned them. But now I did not know what the hell to do. It is kind of like climbing the ladder to a high dive and then not having the guts to jump off once you get up there. But I knew I had all night and mom had just begun the deep breathing of a drug induced sleep. Now bear in mind I had no intentions of raping my mother, however I did want to take a peek at as much as I could while she was asleep. This was made harder by the fact that there was no light in the house but it was also made easier by the fact that it was hot and humid as hell in the old townhouse. Not only were the windows open, but mom also only wore a thin T-shirt with silky panties to bed. Unfortuantely, for me though she never moved much during her deep sleep and she was laying on her side, so it was difficult to see anything except the curve of her great ass covered by panties. I soon got tired a fell asleep myself.
The next morning I awoke much in the position I layed down, but with one major difference: my mom was on my side of the bed with her breasts pushed firmly into my back and her arm across my stomach. She seemed to be asleep but her breathing was not nearly as deep as last night. I began to feel my penis swelling and tried to control it but it had a mind of it's own. I was getting a little concerned because if it came straight up it would probably brush against mom's arm on my stomach. Fortuantely, my cock slid sideways and was safe from alarming mom. I purposely began to grow restless hoping mom would roll over. It was starting to get light and I knew I would be able to see more now. After a little encouraging my mother rolled on her other side now facing away from me. I thought to myself 'turn about is fair play,' why can't I do the same thing to her? So, pretending to still be asleep I rolled over and put my arm around my mother. I was a little nervous about sliding my hips forward because I still had a 7 inch boner. But much to my terror mom soon changed position so that she had moved her ass right onto my cock. I was scared to move, but at the same time I began to feel my heart pound, not only in my chest but also in my cock. I could not believe how intense the feeling was. Unfortuantely, it did not last for long. Mom awoke and began to stretch, as she stretched she leaned forward which pushed her ass even more firmly into my cock. I know she felt it because in mid-stretch she froze. " Oh Shit" I thought and i squeezed my eyes closed hoping she would think I was asleep. It worked and mom did not move for a quite a while, which was in reality only a few seconds. When she did roll away she did something quite amazing to me, she lifted up the covers and let out a little girlish giggle. The only thing I could think was that she was staring at the bulge in my shorts.
On night 5 we still did not have power and we were both aggravated by the set of circumstances we found ourselves in. Mom had said nothing about the morning episode all day so I figured she thougth it was an accident and no harm was done. She was also probably a little embarrassed that she had given her son such a hard on. This night I did not want to push my luck so I offered to sleep on the couch. Mom asked me if it was comfortable and I lied telling her it hurt my back a little. She said if I wanted I could sleep on the bed with her again tonight. I said that would be great if she did not mind to which she replied "No, I don't mind at all." There was just a hint of insinuation in her tone. Later I found out why. She had her same thin T-shirt on for bed, but I later discovered she had worn thong panties underneath. We went to bed the same as the night before, not touching, but our morning games were soon to start. I did not sleep well at all, I was restless as hell while all the while, but mom slept the night away. This is when i poked my head under the thin sheet to see her lucious ass . Unlike before when it was covered by panties I could now see the whole thing. It was just so dark it was difficult to see as much as I would have liked. So, I got the idea to throw the covers off me and lift them a little so I would have a little more light. Man her ass looked great, the swelling in my cock and balls was painful now because it was difficult to masturbate with mom around all the time. I had gotten a serious case of the blue balls. I very carefully and slowly inched my way down trying to get my face inches from her ass. I wanted to take a peek at her asshole if I could, but was I in for a suprise. Her asshole was hidden between her soft butt cheeks, but the G-String did little to cover her pussy from this view. In fact, the G-string disappeared into her pussy lips. My face was less then a foot from mom's pussy. Man I wanted to bury my face into it, but if I got too close the light from the sliding glass door was blocked out so I just stayed there getting a nice back end view of my mother's ass and pussy.
This is sort of where things began and my mom later confessed to me she had stopped taking her sleeping pills after our morning encounter of the fourth night. Mom began to stir, but she still acted like she was asleep. Thank God because my face was just inches from her ass. She rolled over onto her back and threw the covers off. By now I was back in position faking sleep. But I soon peeked to see mom flat on her back with her knees up. "I gotta see this" I thought and slowly began to creep down the bed , but the only way I could pull it off was to slide off the bed a kneel at the front of it, which was easy because the bed was on the floor. As I moved into position mom stirred and reached down and seemed to be scratching between her legs. What she had actualy done was pull the thong out of her pussy and move it to the side, but she did not change position. After a few minutes I continued to move into view, and there it was. I will never forget seeing her pussy in full view for the first time. It was shaved nicely and she had small, but swollen pussy lips. I could also begin to see the hint of her asslhole and could definitely see her brown eye. I was getting really horny now but I still did not dare touch my mom. She had always been strict when we were growing up and while my boyhood fantasies of fucking mom were still alive I still respected her as a parent. So once she rolled over I layed back in bed and rubbed my hurting cock.
The following morning I played the game of putting my arm around her while pretending to be asleep, I got closer with my hips and pushed my ever present 17 year old boner against her naked ass. She stirred a, little but like me, pretended to be asleep. If only my cock were out of my shorts. I looked down and except for my shorts it looked just like me and mom were fucking. With her G-String she appeared naked from the waist down from behind. Unconciously my cock twitched in my shorts and pushed firmly against mom's ass. She stirred but in a different way this time. Instead of rolling away, or toward me she wiggled her hips. It was almost a reflex reaction when I also moved mine and pressed my cock into her butt cheeks. She continued to move as did I and before I knew it I was dry humping mom from behind. It felt so good to have mom's ass presses firmly against my cock. I was unsure what to do next and mom broke the ice by getting up out of bed. I thought I was in huge trouble, but mom just stared at me and looked down at my cock. I was getting pretty uncomfortable when she said she was going to get dressed and go to the store for some food and ice. It seemed weird but mom was also having mixed emotions about this. She said I sould stay here and do some work to try an clean up the upstairs. I agreed because it would finally give me some time to jack off without mom around. It probably only took 20 strokes and I came in about 5 huge squirts. The orgasm was a mix of pleasure and pain from the huge build up of pressure, but afterward I felt much better.
Mom took a long time at the store and I was beginning to get worried, but she returned with the explanation of long lines of people without power waiting for ice. She also mentioned that dad had called and asked if I had finished the roof because he could sure use my help. Mom told him that I had about 1 day left of helping out and I would be home tomorrow. I was a little disappointed with the news especially after the morning encounter.
Night 6 - the final night - and I did not mind showing my disappointment throughout the day, but I still figured that I had one more night. Mom said she had a suprise for me tonight and I wondered what it was. Of course my mind went immediately to sex, but I did not dare let on that I had this in mind. Instead mom had bought a six pack of cola and a bottle of spiced rum. She said it would be fun and would give me a good send off since I was going home tomorrow. She mixed mine really weak and hers really strong and we joked back and forth mostly about me being a "light-weight." It was true. I was starting to feel a buzz after the first drink. It was dark outside and now and mom said she was feeling a little drunk and was going to lay down. I agreed and layed down as she went into the bathroom to wash up and put on her night clothes. She stayed in the bathroom quite a while and I later found out why. Mom had not had sex in 3 years so she was pulling out all the stops. She had a large syringe that she inserted into her ass to wash it out and make sure it was clean. She then used something called Astrogilde to lube up her asshole so my 7 inch cock would slide in and out easily. She finally came out and appeared in the darkness to have the same night clothes as days one, but tonight there was one big difference. She did not have any panties on. I had also been thinking about what would happen if I got the chance to press my cock against moms ass again, and while I was not as bold as her I did slip on a pair of track shorts with short loose fitting legs and removed my underwear.
Neither of us spoke as we lay in bed, but I think we both had the morning episode on our minds. Instead of faking sleep this time I turned toward mom and put my arm around her waist. She was facing away from me again as I pressed my cock against her ass. I waited for her to move. Nothing happened. After about 5 minutes she reached down and pulled her T-shirt up to her stomach. I still thought she had on the g-string from the night before. She now slowly wiggled and pushed her hips back into mine. I soon followed suit and before I knew it we were dry humping again. But tonight was completely different. It soon became apparent that the silky track shorts I had on were not doing the job of contaning my cock. It flopped out of the shorts and was rubbing against the naked flesh of mom's ass. It probed as if it had a mind of it's own a pressed frirmly against mom's asshole but right before I penetrated her she tightened her ass so that my cock slid between her butt cheeks. We were sweating and breathing hard now. The sweat and Astroglie lubed her butt cheeks nicely and I dry humpued them for all I was worth. I soon was unable to control myself and came all over mom's ass and back. I started to say I was sorry, but mom urged me not to talk. I guess it was easier for her if she did not hear the voice of her baby son. I never lost my boner as mom rolled me onto my back. She reasched down and grabbed my shorts placing my cock back inside. I then lifted my hips as she pulled them off. After removing my shorts mom took off her t-shirt and wiped off the cum that I sprayed all over her ass and back before tossing it aside. She leaned forward and I thought we were going to kiss but instead mom started sucking on my chest. Slowly she worked her way down to my stomach, her warm mouth made me pay attention to every detail. Some of the cum from my orgasm had gotten on my stomach and mom licked up every drop of it. Finally she reached my cock. She did not engulf my cock with her mouth at first, instead she squeezed it with hers hands and gobbled up the rest of the cum from the dry humping. Now that she had eaten all the cum from the previous orgasm she wanted more. Slowly she inserted the head of my cock into her mouth and worked her way down. It felt so good it is hard to describe. A lot of the sensation was mom's ability to suck cock, but I think a lot of it had to do with the build up over the past few days. Further down her mouthslid until my entire seven inches disappeared. That's right, mom can deep throat and she did not even gag. She was building a steady rhythm now while using her hand to jack me off. I especially liked it when she would jack me off while licking the head of my cock. I felt the orgasm building again, this would be my 3rd one today and in spite of the previous 2 orgasms I covered teh inside of mom's mouth with several squirts of cum. She just stayed there sucking up every drop like a woman starving to death. When she was sure every drop was gone she came up and layed beside me and said "your turn."
Like mom I got in between her legs and leaned forward. This put her soft breasts right in my face. I just stared at them when mom reached down and grabbed them from the sides and pushed them together. I took this as a sign that she wanted me to suck them and I was glad to oblidge. I concentrated on one breast until mom squirmed sideways and pushed the other one in my face. I sucked them hard like I was trying to get milk out of them, but instead I got a bitter tasting substance. Mom had pushed her breasts so close together that I could easily go from one nipple to the next without moving much. After about 10 minutes of serious titty sucking and showing no signs of going anywhere I felt mom push gently on the top of my head. I was not as slow as her and quickly found her naked pussy right in my face. I eagerly dove in. Her pussy tasted so clean. I was used to high school girls who lube up like crazy, I guess older women don't lube as much which makes their pussies nice and clean tasting. I tried to stick my tongue in as far as it would go. Mom groaned in obvious pleasure and began to squirm a little. As she squirmed she raised her hips and I soon found myself staring at the lucious asshole I had been trying to see since I had been here. She rubbed it in my face and I could not resist sticking my tongue in it. It was not easy to penetrate but with enough force I could get my tongue about halfway in. This really drove mom crazy and her hips were wiggling even faster now. Finally I heard her say lick me here. She had taken both hands and pulled her pussy lips open at the top exposing her clit. I did not realize at the time that while mom was getting off she could not cum from me licking her pussy and ass. So I did as she said and started licking the flesh between her fingers. There was a little bump there and the more I licked it the more she groaned. Soon she began to jolt and quiver violently raising her ass off the bed for a few seconds. I did not know to stop so she soon put her hand down and made me quit. For a moment I just lay there with my head on mom's stomach. Her stomach made a funny noise which broke the ice and she whispered "come here." I started to slide to the side and lay beside her, but she used her knees to keep me between her legs. "Are you OK" she asked. I did not know what to say so I just said "Fine."
As I slid in between mom's legs she was still wet from her orgasm and my spit, so my cock had no trouble sliding in . It was unreal how tight mom's pussy was. Me and my friends at school had always joked "small tits tight pussy", but I had no idea. Her pussy gripped my cock around every inch. She tightened up a little, perhaps not expecting my dick to slide all the way in on the first try. She just looked at me and finally for the first time in our lives we passionately kissed. As my lips met mom's she began to move her hips much like when we were dry humping, but now it felt so much better. I began to pick up the rhythm and before long I was sliding my cock almost all the way out and forcefully jamming it back deep into my mother. She grunted and groaned as I stared at her face, taking in every expression of pleasure and pain. "Don't cum" she said since she still had plans for anal sex. I was not even sure if I could cum again since I had already cum 3 times in about 12 hours. So instead I pounded mom's pussy as hard as I could. The harder I fucked her the more she seemed to enjoy it. Finally, she came again with me on top of her. I felt close to cumming for the fourth time so I stopped and pulled out. Mom just lay there panting. We had been at it for a good 2 hours now, but mom still wanted to be ass fucked.
After a few minutes mom moved to the top of the matress and leaned against the couch, I could not wait to do her doggy-style, but I soon found out she had something else in mind. I eased in behind her and put my cock in her pussy. This time I fucked her slowly so I could see my dick squeezing in and out of her. As I fucked her mom reached down and grabbed my hand and placed it between the crack of her ass. I was not sure what she wanted so I just rubbed up and down, all the while fucking her doggy-style. She then took one of her fingers and put it in her mouth, reached back and inserted it into her asshole. Now I knew what she wanted. I moved her hand away and stuck my thumb deep into her asshole. She really groaned now and started to lean back into my cock. "More" she said and again with my lack of experience I was dumbfounded until she touched my hand. Now I realized she wanted me to put more fingers in hers ass. I had to almost pull my cock all the way out of her pussy to put more fingers in, but I did not mind. I had never played with an asshole before and found it very enjoyable. Her ass was slippery due to the astroglide and before I knew it two fingers were easily moving in and out. Once she was convinced she could accomodate the size of my cock she reach back and pushed on my stomach. Once I was completely out of her she grabbed my cock with the same hand and guided it into her asshole. I was suprised how much warmer it was than her pussy. It was a little tighter than her pussy as well, but not much. "Oh God" she said as my entire 7 inches slid inside her, but because her asshole is higher than her pussy in this position I could not fuck her hard. She soon caught on and widened her knees so that her ass was lower. Now it was just right. I thought about how wild mom went when I was on top of her fucking her hard, so I began to pump her ass for all it was worth. She went really crazy now. Pushing her ass back into me ass I thrust my hips forward. I reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks so I could see my cock squeeze in and out. I was not sure but I swore she had an orgasm and I was also feeling another one build. I could not believe I was going to cum for the fourth time in one day. I pounded and humped until finally after about 15 minutes of steady anal sex I came all in mom's asshole. As my cock twitched, squeezing out the cum, mom made little whimpering sounds. I left my dick in for quite a while as I leaned against her. Finally it softened and slipped out. It was now about midnight. Mom got up and got each of us took a sleeping pill. I took it this time and passed out.
When I woke in the morning mom was fully dressed and said I should pack. I was devastated and thought she was mad and that we had screwed up our relationship, but as I was getting ready to leave she explained that she never wanted either of us to talk about last night to anyone. Not even our best friends. I agreed and thought that we would probably never do anything like this again, but as I was leaving mom gave just a hint that "If you want to come back and spend the night after I get things cleaned up you can?" HHHMMMMM! Something tells me I will take her up on her offer.

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I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...

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Sex storys

(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Here are some random sex story's that i had on my computer so enjoy...

2 years ago
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Lessons Learned the prestory

Introduction: A glmpse into the characters involved… very small sex scene involved Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skyes brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesnt care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) ...

2 years ago
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Damnest StoryD

Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large, my waist is 36 inches instead of 32. I am way out of shape. I will walk this summer to regain some of my wind and shape. But that has...

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Lessons Learned the prestory

Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing...

4 years ago
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My days in Thailand part 5 A Thias storyy

A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...

3 years ago
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Verstory

(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.) I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. I had found her more and more attractive each time, but had gone slow with her in the hope of building something solid in the way of a relationship - since she seemed to have more substance than any woman I had dated for some time. But the night that we danced I...

3 years ago
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Last Stop Bubbles A Purple Sidestory

- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...

Hardcore
3 years ago
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TruStory

During colleges I worked famous coffee shop, young and sexually active. I had crazy nights with plenty of young college age coworkers, but one in particular she had a boyfriend for a few years and was pretty wild but she never cheated on him. After one day she cracked and we became like rabbits almost every other day,we fine any opportunity to be alone... Fast forward 6 years into the futer... I just broke up a 4 year long relationship and I came back to my old stomping grounds, I was at my...

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story1

you were sitting on the couch watching me undress. i unzip my pants and the back down, revealing my round, plump ass. you like that im wearing a lace thong, think its sexy. i took off my pants and bend over infront of you. i pulled the thing crotch to the side, exposing my hairy glistening pussy. you told me to pull my ass cheeks apart so you can check my holes. i followed as i was told. you ripped off my undies and proceeded to finger my holes. you slap my ass and told me to get on top of the...

3 years ago
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Sex In Goa With Indian Sex Stories Storyreader

Hi how are you all iss story readers… All Male and female me fir ek story le kar hajir hu apko aur entertain krne ke liye or jyada maja dene ke liye.. Mera name Meet he.. Aur me ahmedabad gujarat se hu..jo log pehli baar meri story read kr rahe he unko meri details de deta hu.. I m 26 yr old..doing business in ahmedabad..i m single… So now all readers me aab story pe ata hu.. Ya baat 1week pehle ki he.. Mene meri last story post ki”muslim housewife ki chudai”..uske baad muje kafi logo ke mail...

3 years ago
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Bi Beki TrueStory

This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...

2 years ago
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My sister and I True story0

Nickerlover; My sister and IMy younger sister and I only 13 months apart in age,I was the elder.right from a very early age we would play in those days what we called mothers and fathers and would bath together our parents didn't ever notice that we would play with each others sexy parts and at that early age we new nothing at all about sex. but as we both got a bit older in our later teens we got to play with each other and feelings were starting to become better when we were touching each...

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Turok the Tormentor story1

TUROK THE TORMENTOR By: ROBO Turok sat upon his throne over looking his domain. He was the supreme Demon in the Universe and had no equal. He had defeated and destroyed all whom had opposed him. Ever since he had destroyed Satan his life had become boring and dull. He had conquered everyone and everything and now had nothing to occupy his time leaving him with a dismal boring life for eternity. "Bring me an advisor......NOW!!!" he roared. A man came running up "Yes Sir, your...

1 year ago
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Turok the Tormentor story2

TUROK THE TORMENTOR 2 By: ROBO Bruno was sitting in his Limousine with his maul Tiffany watching the drug deal go down. His father Franko Costintino had finally trusted him with an important task in his drug-dealing cartel. The Asian Gang was purchasing one million dollars worth of Heroin for distribution, after this Bruno would finally prove to his father that he could take over as head of the cartel. Bruno was 21, short black hair, and a muscular build and he was wearing a suit....

2 years ago
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Turok the Tormentor story3

TUROK THE TORMENTOR 3 By: ROBO Turok emerged from the portal into a vacant downtown alley. He did not bother to shift out of the visual plane as there was no body around. He was looking for another victim but he wanted a special someone but did not know who he was looking for. As he walked down the alley he heard "Hey, Buddy have you got some spare change?" John was an old bum who was covered in garbage resting when he had seen Turok's boots. He asked for the change and saw...

3 years ago
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Two lsquomomsrsquo tell this true story2

My son Ken was 18 now, and soon got his own apt. and a room mate….Jen. Lynn and I still have visits from them and we stop by their place. Our husbands who had lost interest in sex, got use to Lynn and I, (Julie), spending the night together a lot. My husband and I have a guest house and Lynn I used that to have our ‘sleep over’s in. Her husband was always gone hunting or fishing and was never there on weekends. Our story telling continued and we kept going further with our mutual masturbation....

1 year ago
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My warstory

This story is purely fictional, and if you are under 18 years of age, you are to stop now. My warstory This story begins just before the war. I was a shy, slim boy at almost 18 years, living in a forsterhome for parentless boys, and I wanted to do my part. I had alway been a strange boy, feminine, slim, with something that might look like tits. I was focus for a lot of attension from some boys and teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I joint up for...

Humor
3 years ago
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The Rescue of DBStory

Copyright© 2002-2004 by DB. The doorbell rang unexpectedly. I was surfing the web to see if Elf Sternberg (http://www.drizzle.com/~elf/) had posted anything new on his latest AI (what I generally call robot) storyline. Although he recently, publicly referred to my writing as "abusively shallow", he also admits that it has affected him enough to provoke him into writing stores in response, so a lot of good has come from this in unexpected ways. Besides, having Elf as a critic is an...

2 years ago
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Storyline1

When I was about eight, I loved to climb poles and ropes. I discovered that I got this extreme feeling of overwhelming pleasure in my pubic area when I climbed them. Then, I discovered I could duplicate that pleasure with my hand on my pecker. When I was nine, my mother found me jacking off in my bedroom and told me that it was a sin and I would go straight to Hell. She also said that I would go blind if I continued. I thought about it for a time but then decided I would continue until I needed...

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Storyline2

For years, since I was around sixteen, I had the knack of convincing girls, and then women, that I could be trusted not to ever repeat what was revealed to me. This information gathering proved to be very useful over the years. I learned that the female gender needs to vent, and be listened to, their questions answered, but they don't want any advice, so I used this to my advantage. Once the word got passed around that I was a trusted soul with a lot of valuable information and a great...

3 years ago
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Storyline3

I went home, got married and started a family, one every year until we reached six. This was enough for me. My wife originally wanted a dozen but she settled for half a dozen. I had a good job and got promoted quickly, mainly because my personality made me learn everything I could about the company. In eight years, I made it into management in charge of the company's production planning responsibilities. Throughout my working career, I liked to flirt, talk dirty, touch provocatively, and...

4 years ago
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Stiffkey BluesChapter 4 Storyboard

Madeleine Roth, posting under the name of Fatima, was putting the last touches to her daily blog. Eastern Promise, the web site she ran with a number of her friends, took up most of her spare time. She and Krista Collins had founded the site almost three years earlier as way of publishing their fantasies of life in the east, veiled and enslaved as part of some potentate's harem. Over the years they had created a series of stories. They, in turn, had attracted other, like-minded, authors and...

2 years ago
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HouseChapter 5 Storyhour

Evidently, I didn't miss storyhour. Jason was just finishing his breakfast in the hotel dining room. I took a vacant seat at the far end of the counter, by the restaurant front door. One of the "J's" dropped a cup in front of me and filled it. She added a spoon, a small stainless pitcher of real cream and a glass pour jar of sugar, rubbed my head and hurried away. I wonder which one that was? For a town totally isolated by tropical storm flooding, there were sure a lot of people having...

1 year ago
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TG Storytime

TGStorytime! I had this crazy dream where I found a remote control that let me alter the very fabric of time and space. I could have used it to rob banks, bang several of my favorite pornstars at the same time, or really do whatever I wanted. All I wanted to do, though, was turn my penis into a vagina and grow rabbit ears and a fluffy tail. That could mean I’ve been reading too much TGStorytime, a user-contributed library of transgender fiction.TGStorytime.com was established in 2011 by Joe...

Sex Stories Sites
1 year ago
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Storyhub

Hey, this is just the starting point of hopefully a bunch of crazy and erotic stories. Feel free to just skip this part and start by choosing a story path of your liking, wether it might be for reading or adding chapters. We would also like to encourage you to add your own stories, if you like. No matter how short or long, how explicit or tame. We could just end the introduction here, but we'd like to remind you that all characters that take part in any sexual action are grown ups, 18 years or...

1 year ago
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Husband Turned on by Storytime

She then said, “It was Storytime night and that always ends with us having smoking hot sex”. Curious to what that meant I asked, “What is Storytime?” She said, “OMG it is so hot. John loves it when I tell him a sex story from my past or tell him a sex fantasy while I lay next to him and play with his dick. It is such great foreplay and it has really improved our sex life. We both get so horny. You should try it sometime”. This story is about how I discovered a kinky way to turn my husband on.

Married
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Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence – Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

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Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence - Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

First Time
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The Storyteller

After picking up her coffee, Meara looked around the crowded café for a seat. Every seat seemed to be filled. After looking further, she noticed a table in the corner where a man about her age sat typing on his laptop, and the seat next to him was vacant. Approaching him, she said, "There are no other available seats; would you mind if I join you?" "No, you're welcome to join me," responded Sam. "Just let me finish recording my thought, here, and I'll put this away." "Don't stop on...

3 years ago
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Review this Story

Review this Story Thisstory has been edited by Chksng19. Any errors in grammar, punctuation orspelling are either an intentional part of the story or the result of MadLews mucking about with the text after it was properly edited Authors Notes: This is a work of fiction and all characters are entirely fictional.If you see yourself in this story you are sitting entirely too close tothe monitor. The fictional characters in this story are all at least 18 years old,even Larry. Some may feel the...

3 years ago
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Your own sex story

When i look for sex storys i look for ones that have my interest, i want to know yours so you can get the best enjoyment out of reading my storys. post a comment and tell me want you want in my story, i already have a base idea for a plot but it will keep changing as i add in what you want. also if you want to add a charecter i will take your suggestions. please note that this is still my story and im the writer. thank you and please leave alot of ideas!!! -QOH P.S. if you have any plots...

1 year ago
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A sad depressed and bittersweet story

A sad, depressed and bittersweet story. Disclaimer: All though inspired by a real story, this is fiction. It is a story-taking place in a horrible society where money and money only makes the world going round. Disgusting events according to Danish standard are described and I would wish that we could save the world back from Denmark, so people did not need to go trough such a life, but we can only watch the unjust to happen. The solution has to come from the government on the Philippines....

3 years ago
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RSVP A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

1 year ago
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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...

3 years ago
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A Second Visit from Saint Michael A Halloween Story

A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...

2 years ago
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The Garden Bench Backstory

I have seen this lady a couple of times now, as it turned out, always on the 16th of the month, always at 2:30 in the afternoon. There always seemed to be purpose in her visit. Her visage purposeful.On this summers day, she looked so beautiful in her pink summer calf length frock. I looked at my watch and decided to take my break. Life in the gardens for staff could be hard physical work and for me, a young guy on placement from horticultural college, this was my life. It was all I ever wanted...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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Strangers on a Train part 3 Restaurant Shennanigans and a Bit of Backstory

I woke up to the warm pressure of Sofia’s supple skin pressed against my naked body. Did last night really happen? How could this woman be real? It seemed to good to be true. But, it was true, every glorious moment of it. I lay in bed lingering for a moment, taking in Sofia’s scent, nose nuzzled against her graceful neck. The improbable geometry of her body, the physical manifestation of quadratic functions, created a topographic map comprised of rolling hills and valleys beneath the...

4 years ago
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Backstory

Note: I mentioned in ‘The Next Morning’ that it was part of a longer story. Well, here’s the beginning of that story, drenched in the grief of a man who has lost his wife, who wakes up every morning wondering how to go on and then, one day, wakes up on a private island in the South Pacific. He’s comfortable enough. There is a beautiful beach house fitted out with every known amenity (and some that are still unknown). But the grief stays with him. And then, on the first anniversary of her death,...

2 years ago
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I Wish I Had Gone FishingChapter 5 The Backstory

When I crawled to Sally, too weak and sick to walk, I suspected my end was near. It felt like life and energy was ebbing out of me. I thought I was dying, so I panicked! Throwing caution to the wind, the hell with the consequences, like someone parched, I sucked life giving fluids from Sally’s pussy, my fountain of life. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger. My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the...

3 years ago
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Truck Guy Beach ShowerChapter 3 Backstory

I need some critical history about Erin before I go on. In high school (two classes), nursing school (three classes), and at her first job (at the lunch table) my wife was exposed to some feminist views that were stronger than the mainstream. All preached the same militant tune: “my body, my choice!” Each of the classes spent at least a month looking at fairy tales, traditional stories, literature and popular current authors to find the “subtle chauvinist themes.” The first example they all...

1 year ago
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Baseball Player to Baseball Wife Complete Story

Hazing To the real Gina-I wish there was a Thomas to make your dreams come true. On behalf of your sisters, we always knew that you were wearing our clothes! Lol In 2016 Major League Baseball banned the hazing practice of having new players wear dresses. This story is about a MLB player and his experience with the hazing ritual. Mike Young was living what many American men would consider the ultimate American dream. He was a starting pitcher for the California Seals, MLB newest...

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