Toni
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One night I went to a different club to check things out. By now, Iknew what I was looking for and where to find it. I was cruising thearea with several bars for people with my kind of preferences youknow women with more to offer a man.I parked out in the lot and began to walk in as I did I noticed thisbeautiful brunette with long legs. I was very interested infollowing her into the bar. I rushed to open the door for her as shejust politely blushed and smiled at me. I tipped my head to her...
ANTONIA By Brian Houlihan Copyright@1999 by Brian Houlihan All Rights Reserved A knock on the door. "It's open." Heart attack time. I couldn't believe it. Did she just say, 'It's open.'? I was laying naked on my back on a massage table in Antonia's living room. An enema tube was shoved up my ass and I had about a quart and a half of soapy water in me already. My stomach was distended and I looked pregnant. On top of that, I had a cast iron hard-on that Antonia had been...
AntoniaA knock on the door."It's open."Heart attack time. I couldn't believe it. Did she just say, "It's open?"I was laying naked on my back on a massage table in Antonia's living room. An enema tube was shoved up my ass and I had about a quart and a half of soapy water in me already. My stomach was distended and I looked pregnant. On top of that, I had a cast iron hard on that Antonia had been teasing and playing with throughout the enema. That's why I was there. I was totally in her thrall....
There is a bandstand on Bridgeton Cross in Glasgow – domed, Victorian cast -iron with coloured enamel panels resembling an umbrella. The Salvation army choir would sing there on Sundays and occasional pipe bands during national events. This was a main tramcar hub till about the mid sixties – the junction of 3 main roads becoming a main artery into the city.Kings drive from the west of the river, Dalmarnock road from the power station and London Road. The ‘caurs’ as they were known sported the...
Proton—Absolute Center Faustus Mortal is a fictional character. So is Sari Stone, for that matter. This is not to say that they were not inspired by living human beings, however, any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental and none should be inferred. It is mid afternoon. Faustus Mortal goes to the Basilica Cardinale. He is there almost every day as a religious. Seated in the knave are two whom he knows: Sari Stone and Toy Euler. Sensing him arrive, Sari rises and goes...
You're a good looking tall black man. It's Friday night after work and you don't feel like going home. You pass by a place called Antonio's. You've heard about the place before, but never ventured in. Tonight you enter and the place is semi-full. The music is pumping and you see people out on the dance floor. You're only one of three black people in the place, but it doesn't bother you. You stroll up to the bar to sit and relax. Out of the corner of your eye you notice the hottest woman in the...
InterracialTonisha by Bobby Tony wandered up and down the aisles of the record store looking for a CD. He had to leave tomorrow for L.A. on a business trip and wanted to bring some music along for the six-hour flight from Baltimore. He hated those endless transcontinental flights, and anything to help pass the time was a plus. He didn't feel like watching a movie on a 10-inch screen, either, so it seemed that CDs were the best way to go, and he'd stopped at one of the malls just off...
‘So we can still spend time together…just as friends?’ she typed. ‘Yes. Completely platonic,’ Jason affirmed. ‘I know it will be difficult for you to resist my raw sex appeal…’ ‘Me?’ she replied indignantly. ‘I have self-control. You’re the one who’s going to find it difficult.’ ‘Oh please. You’ll be begging me to fuck you.’ That was completely the wrong thing to say to Jennifer. She had never been one to back down from a challenge. ‘We’ll see about that. I bet anything you like that you’ll...
You are spread eagle on my big double bed. Your eyes watching my every movement as I walk round the room in one of your t shirts. Your voice is husky and deep as you say: 'It's a nice restaurant so I think I'll wear a dark suit, blue dress shirt, and tie, what kind of underwear should I wear? Boxer briefs? Bikini? Thong? Panties?' mmm I have always loved your love for thongs. But its not needed tonight. I just want your cock nothing in my way when I want you. ' No, don't wear anything. I...
“What the fuck are you doing!?”“Oh, Hi Dad,” my son said looking up from his computer as I walked into the lounge. “That’s got to be the silliest question you’ve ever asked me.”I had come home early from work. The house was quiet and I thought Tony, my son, was still at college. I fancied a drink so I headed for the lounge and as I opened the door, stopped dead. My son was there, His laptop on the table and he was naked as he watched it. His right hand was pumping his very erect cock. His...
The party's over this summer have been good, and were mixed in with some vacation fun as well as summer family stuff. It has been a while though since I just said fuck it and did something because I wanted to. What I really wanted and needed most was to have Porn-star type sex. The dating site on the web that I am on has so many men from which to pick. This one guy Tony was always asking to meet me, whenever we were both on line. I was on the fence though as to whether to meet him. Tony’s cock...
CheatingTony was 18, had brown hair, brown eyes and was of average build. He had a steady job working in town as a mechanic. He got off work everyday around 3 p.m. and headed straight home, usually sparkin' a joint on his way. His day was very routine, he would come home, finish or start a joint, grab a bite, take a shower, and then just hang around the house doing whatever to kill the time. Showering was Tony's favorite part of the day. Showers were very relaxing to him after a hard days work, and...
MasturbationI am weak. Mentally and physically weak. I wish I had the capability to will myself to leave, to tell him what I really think of him, what I know he thinks of me, and leave with my dignity. I’m usually stronger than this. Far stronger. I can’t fight it, not with the hold he has on me sexually. My entire body is limp, rising and falling with the thrust of his two fingers inside me. He kisses me, with the strongest passion, as if his lips were to melt with mine. He moves his lips down my...
I am weak. Mentally and physically weak. I wish I had the capability to will myself to leave, to tell him what I really think of him, what I know he thinks of me, and leave with my dignity. I'm usually stronger than this. Far stronger. I can't fight it, not with the hold he has on me sexually. My entire body is limp, rising and falling with the thrust of his two fingers inside me. He kisses me, with the strongest passion, as if his lips were to melt with mine. He moves his lips down my neck,...
Straight SexWe are no more than two adults with naughty fantasies tonight. You leave thoughts of your family of four and dog at the door. I forget about the thesis that won’t write itself for class the next day. We only think of each other tonight: I am your princess and you are my Daddy. Your wedding ring is safe in the pocket of your slacks that are folded neatly on the chaise in the bedroom. You unbutton your shirt, loosen your tie, and they are tossed not so neatly away from you. I can see the lust in...
Tabooim sitting in my room, looking at my reflection in the mirror as i apply my make-up, nothing to extravagant a little, pink blush on my cheeks, some light pink lipstick and black eyeliner. i pick up my hairbrush with delicately manicured slender fingers, tipped with pink varnish. pulling the brush through my long blonde hair i hear your car pulling into the driveway, jumping up to look out of my window in excitement. You flash your lights at me and i wave back, quickly straightening my clothes i...
We are no more than two adults with naughty fantasies tonight. You leave thoughts of your family of four and dog at the door. I forget about the thesis that won’t write itself for class the next day. We only think of each other tonight: I am your princess and you are my Daddy. Your wedding ring is safe in the pocket of your slacks that are folded neatly on the chaise in the bedroom. You unbutton your shirt, loosen your tie, and they are tossed not so neatly away from you. I can see the lust in...
Shit. A wave of her perfume hit me as I opened the door. The evening’s summer breeze swished through her blonde hair, whipping it onto her gorgeous face. I found myself staring into those marvelous deep brown eyes of hers that I never wanted to see again… I finally found my voice. “Julia? Wh-what are you doing here? I thought I texted you-” “Emma, what’s wrong?” her voice, filled with worry, cut through my sentence. “What do you mean? I told you, I’m just feeling a bit sick today, so I don’t...
Camille walks into the door of her new apartment. She walks into her bedroom and found a note on her bed. Curious as to how it got in the house and who else is in here she walks over to read the note. "You will go to the Riverfront Park. Look for the park bench next to the Carousel."Figuring that this could be fun, she jumps in the shower and relax a bit before going on her adventure into the unknown. Later she jumped into the car and heads to the park. As she walks around she feels like...
After cleaning her down with the towel we left the woods her clinging to my arm still shaking with pleasure, pain and satisfaction and an inner glow.Soon we were back to mine and hurried to bed ,she needed lots of cuddles and kisses and a warm massage with oils to ease her body."Thank you Gram I have never felt so complete with myself,you hurt me a lot and sorry for the tears but I couldnt control myself I was lost in my mind. What have you in mind to do next?"Well I cant give that away I had...
As we drove farther and farther out, we saw less and less buildings until it was purely the woods. Eventually a few small houses popped up, along with some small local businesses surrounded by trees and hills. Finally, we made it the “Bubbas BBQ” in what seemed like the middle of nowhere. As we got out of the car, I kind of started to feel nervous because everyone in the parking lot that I saw was white and looked like the stereotypical "redneck". I was certain they were not used to seeing...
I filled Penny in on our plans for the evening. School was more routine than we had expected. We only got a few back slaps congratulating us on our evening performance at Zack's party. The one unexpected thing to happen that day was my conversation with Chad Hurst. He grabbed me after German Class. "Kyle, can I talk to you?" "What do you want?" I snapped. "What you said yesterday about Penny saying being with me was like wrestling an alligator. Did you mean that or was it just a...
It was almost 2 years ago that I had married off my only daughter Melanie to a nice young man called Jim, who worked in the Petro-Chemical business. I just wished that Jane her mother had been alive to see how radiant she looked.Mel as I had always called her was now 23 years old, very pretty in my eyes but quite plain in others. She was a very average quiet k** in all respects, she stood 5 feet 4 inches and weighed 129 lbs., short light brown hair and wore glasses. She wasn't overly endowed in...
I was not happy at the current situation but at least she had big tits. My mate Steve had persuaded me to make up a four with his wife to be, Suzi, and this big girl Carol. We were out for a drink and a laugh and I knew that I would be expected to fuck Carol when we got back to Steve’s place. Anyway, the night went better than expected as she looked better the more I drank and she was very accommodating in bed and eager to please, those tits were magnificent and looked even better with my big...
“Carter?” “Hm?” “Do you mind if I take my pants off?” I lay there motionless, stunned. Whether or not the question should have come as a shock to me, I really couldn’t say – but it did. I tried to think of how I ended up in this situation. Jennifer had always been my favourite cousin, but now things were getting as close to the edge as they could. For the last few years as she had navigated through puberty, I had found myself strangely and wildly attracted to her more and more...
My family and I were eating at a buffet on Easter Sunday this year. I was in town from school and was headed back after we finished eating dinner. As I am talking, I look up and spot this older 40 something year old white lady checking me out from across the restaurant. She quickly turned away and acted as if she wasn’t. It was her and I’m guessing husband or boyfriend sitting at the table. I act like I didn’t see and kept eating my food. Slowly but surely I see her out the corner of my eye...
In the Beginning Long before the time of your grandparents, or their grandparents, even before the eight provinces, a small group of nine Families made their way over the towering mountains and beheld a new and unexplored land. It was abundant with forests and rivers and wildlife, and seemed to go on forever – at least, the scouts who went out reported that they explored for days and could find no end to the new land, and no evidence of any other people. So these nine Families settled this new...
Bran, was there. His form, just behind my eyelids, would not let me leave the place before he told me of something important. I asked,...
MAJ Howard: Friday morning, I went down with the first wave to make my report to COL Sharpe; I had the clan lined up in the transporter room at 0830 hours. The Colonel was present, of course, standing stiffly erect, awaiting my arrival. You've seen the type -- he makes me look like a slouch. He's rail thin and upright and tight and the creases on his uniform trousers would cut you and they're NOT that way because of some fancy fabric creasing manipulation using Confederacy technology --...
Rick O’Shea’s yellow smiley face Tshirt wasn’t long enough to cover his pudgy, hairy belly. Not that he tried. A can of Natty Ice was filling his trembling hand with condensation. He wore a bubblegum pink tutu over a pair of American flag weight lifting pants. The camera lights were giving him a headache. He snarled his reply to the television reporter.“America. That’s what happened here.”“But men died—“““They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve...
Having completed my session in the gym, I headed for the changing room to take a shower. Being late, the changing room was empty, or so I thought. I undressed and walked to the shower. I was not alone! Standing there was a middle-aged guy. He was fit and muscular, and well endowed shall I say. Feeling the warmth of the water on my body, I couldn’t help but look at him. I felt turned on being in there with him, both naked together. I felt myself becoming aroused, self-conscious that he might...
Betty and the Cop Once upon a time in a small Stone Age village there lived a woman named Betty. She was pretty and petite. Betty had short raven hair. A simple, but attractive blue bow keeps her lustrous tresses in place. Still a few years short of thirty, Betty keeps herself fit and trim. Betty was married, and had been now for the better part of a decade. She had married her high school sweetheart, Barney. Betty had always felt that she had a good, if somewhat boring marriage. After all,...
right mind could agreed to such a foul arrangement. To sacrifice her own son to the evil vice of depraved men! It was unthinkable. But were most selfish women turn out to have a soft-centre of some kind, some weakness for a pet dog or a budgerigar, she had none. Within seconds Old Man Avarice climbed back into the driving seat and her selfishness once more came to the fore. The stakes were too high to throw down a straight refusal. She glanced at Freddie standing self-consciously...
Today’s Ex*!%@t is 21 year old Cierra who’s here to take it all off and was also told to go “make that money” girl. Yes this girl’s got the green light to “sucky fucky” and get degraded on film. It’s her thing she says, so just be careful what you ask for Cierra. You just might bite off more than you can chew. But rest assured everyone, it’s her man who’s back home and waiting for his little princess to return home bow legged and sore who’s the one who gave her the green light to “sucky fucky”...
xmoviesforyouSince I reached puberty I have wanted to see a woman’s pussy. I accidentally saw my mother, Martha, naked yesterday. There was no shower in the master bedroom so mom always used the one in the hall. I entered the unlocked hall bathroom door to take a pee. Mom had just stepped out of the shower. She did not yell at me and just turned her back to me I thought the hair I had seen on her pussy made her look much more beautiful and sexy. I thought she had a beautiful ass.This morning, the short...
When Tony brings his new girlfriend from college, Amari, over to visit his house he definately did not expect this to happen. While inside doing some classwork Tony’s father gets home and starts flirting with Amari. Seems the elder gentlemen has a sweet tooth for dark chocolate. Especially some as enticing as Amari. Later Tony’s father joins the young couple as they watch a movie on the couch. While his son starts making out with his new girlfriend the father can’t help but...
xmoviesforyouDenise's Summer of SlaveryDenise's father walked in on her while she wastaking a shower. Opening the shower door he pulled her out soaking wet. Shefell into his arms without a fight and he kissed her forehead. Denise was sixteen. Her father had been sexually molesting her since shewas eleven. It was the family secret that no one else knew, not even her motheror her two brothers. But that would soon change. Denise's father ran his hands over her breastsas he spoke. "Your mother and I will be...
SODRAG Andro stood on the tarmac as the STRIKER DT's engine noise began to recede and the ramp began to lower. Elynth stood next to him; her powerful legs draw up underneath her body, both of them agitated and filled with anxiety from what they felt within Mindvoice coming from Sparta. As the ramp lowered they saw the massive figure of Arzoal begin to take shape waiting to move down the ramp. Her giant head was turned downward as if she was speaking with someone. As the ramp came fully...
Right from the Start - Chapter Three - By: Beverly Taff Simon: The main character; Dorie Lou: The girl next Door, Mrs Benson: Dorie Lou's mother; Mary and Sandra: Simon's other classmates in school; Miss Webster: Their form teacher. Chapter Three Having found the most delightful situation he could have ever dreamed of, namely sharing Dorie Lou's spacious bed and cuddled up close to her. Simon lay in his silky nightie filled with happiness. Later that evening, Mrs Benson...
By: DamonX ([email protected]) Kayla laid her arm across my chest and pressed her warm, sweaty body against mine, nuzzling her face into my neck. "That was great baby," she said, kissing me on the cheek. "Thanks." "No need to thank me," I returned, wrapping my arm around her. "I think you did all the work this time." Kayla let out a giggle as she snuggled closer. "Yeah, I think you're right. I even worked up a bit of a sweat." "I'll say!" I exclaimed,...
PART II —- She accepted and we went on.—- Early morning, I shaved and got ready after checking the first show at 11:15 AM at Spice Noida. Almost 25 kms drive from her place, so I reached at her society at almost 10.30 AM. Reaching her place I texted her and she said she will be meeting at the society gate and not at the place where I dropped her yesterday. Later she told that her Bhabi was at the local shopping mart and she might have caught us. I nodded in acceptance to her reason and we...
When I went to university aged nearly nineteen and still a virgin I entered a whole new world of sexual opportunity. Even after all the years I remember it like it was yesterday, though where I might have forgotten some details I have added what inevitably would have happened. It began on my very first night away from home in my university hall of residence study bedroom. With my parents gone and alone at last in the privacy of my room I decided to christen my new room with my first student...
Taking the Girl by Daddy_JackNOTE: This is a true life experience ...We drive in silence to a hotel room. My hands squeeze your breasts through the dress, alternately sliding up your skirt to feel your inner thigh, teasing you, tempting you, and exciting you. We had only met that evening through a connection at the dating site, but our erotic conversations over the past week created a tremendous appetite and anticipation of tonight's pleasure.I take you in my arms in the elevator, kissing you....
This story happened when I was in my 10th class (I was 18 at the time )we had a sexy miss Reshmi. She used to teach lower grade class but she was our group teacher for extracurricular activities and this session happens on the last day of working day. I used to sit on the first bench during this session just to watch her. When she wear saree it’s a hell of a day for me she was damn sexy and I keep state just to have a glance at her navel. So back to story since she was group teacher we had to...
The noonday sun did not seem to affect the kids playing on the grass in front of the buildings. Porter could feel the expanse of heat beating down on them as he sat in the shade of the porch. The wastecat next to him was panting in her sleep to expel the heat from her body, her tail twitching once in a while to chase away annoying insects. Porter watched his youngest son and his daughter run among the other children with carefree abandon, their cries of joy and play carrying across the...
Back to my story After we had moved to the country and I had witnessed my grandpa ass fuck my step mom in the barn and had played with my dad's dick, other things began to happen One night when I was just about to go to sleep, I heard my door open and my step mom came into my room. She didn't turn on the light and she was walking very lightly. She tiptoed to my bed and crawled in beside me. She lifted up the sheet and reached for me. I was still pretending to be asleep as...
It was my second year as professor at Western University. I had a Ph. D in Fine Arts and was instructing first year oil painting.The curriculum was mainly still life and landscape but did include some figure painting.For the figure painting I employed a willing student who would pose for a stipend from my limited budget. Usually it was a female student but this year a well-built nineteen-year-old male volunteered.Brad had the body of Adonis. Was a blue eye blonde with well defined muscles. He...
October – Year 3 “Blossom, you are not a lesbian, at least not by the normal interpretation. You are a lover and if all goes as I hope it goes, you will be a spouse to all of us, and all of us to you.” “But Paul, I liked Lynn’s pussy.” “So does Erin and so do I, and not wanting to brag, but Lynn and Erin will tell you that they also love my cock!” “Me too! I am so confused.” “Look Blossom, guys making laws have decided who gets to love who. But people can love many others. I fell in love...
I worked out at the gym the next day, after waking up early and riding my lover until he sprayed his sperm deep into my bald slit. I smoked a cig while I drove down to the local fitness center. I’m sure I looked hypocritical as I finished my smoke outside in the parking lot before entering. I really needed to keep in shape because I knew this kind of lifestyle could be hard on me. I lifted and then ran on the treadmill before I finished a grueling workout on the stair climber. It felt good to...
Taffy had just turned thirteen, and her body showed it. She was always an athletic girl, with a thin wiry physique, long blonde hair and gray eyes that somehow seemed warm when she looked at you. As her cousin, I'd many opportunities to see her running and swimming as she was growing up. She showed every promise of growing into the same sensational beauty that her mother Alice was. She was also an affectionate, playful child, and would often hug me, kiss me on the lips, and give my ass a pat...
I first met Kira at a book signing for one of my favorite female authors "E.K." She writessemi historical novels about Vlad Tepes. The signing was held at the downtown Civic Center as there was lots of interest in meeting her and having her signature. The center was buzzing and the line for signing was long, but I joined it anyway. Everyone seemed in a good mood and were festive and friendly. There was a younger woman behind me in line that seemed to bump into me, by accident I assumed, just...
BDSMMy name is Mela. After marriage, I moved to Scotland with my husband AJIT as he got an IT job here from India. I am about 5ft with a normal figure 34C breast and slightly plump. AJIT always likes my plump figure as he said too thin is not his liking. AJIT is about 5ft2. In Scotland, we look small with so many big white people. After we moved here and settled we started to spice up our sex life by watching porn or making a video of ourselves and watching. AJIT has cock about 5 inches which I had...
All three of us snoozed for a bit and then started waking up and moving. The girls dressed again as did I. Each kissed me passionately and said, "There's more to come." Allie said that and gave my cock a light squeeze at the same time. Cindy winked at me as she went out the door. They headed to their homes and I lay back on the sofa with a cold beer. It was a late morning and an early afternoon unlike any before in my life. I was still lying there when there was a knock on my door. I...
They’re writing songs of love, but not for me. A lucky star’s above, but not for me. With love to lead the way I’ve found more clouds of gray than any Russian play could guarantee. - George and Ira Gershwin Coffee. Yum. Coffee? Cindy was face down on her bed snuggled under her blankets when she smelled the aroma of coffee. Initially puzzled, she then remembered she had company. La Banda Sage had performed in Sacramento the night before, and Sofía and her personal assistant Amalia had...
(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Sunday was a dead day for us at the home. We all dressed in our Sunday best and went to church for 10am. The younger ones split from the main bunch and went to the Sunday School while us older ones stayed with the congregation. The padre’s wife Susan (a cute woman of about thirty with mousey...
The banging then started. It sounded like a skeleton rapping on the wall. It made converation beween my friend Rex and I a bit frayed. "It's Chris," I said. "He's at it again." "Wish that kid would find himself a woman," said Rex. "He masterbates like the world ends tomarrow." "Yeah. He's lucky he's cute, or he would never--" "Cute, eh? Sounds you wanna bag 'im, Rachelle." "Me? NO. I DON'T think so. He's a nice guy, but I like him just as a friend." "Too bad. Chris...
What we have here are three possibilities. One, Hugo doesn’t even exist, I’ve been hallucinating the whole thing, I’m completely out of my mind and they’ll be coming for me in white coats—do doctors still wear white coats?—and with a straitjacket pretty soon. I’m not sure I can entirely discount that one. Two, Hugo is the biggest fraud you could ask to meet, and has been shining me on right along. Hell, I guess I’m gullible enough, even that fucking baby-rapist had me going. In fact,...
Life in Colombia has its perks. Banging a different hot Colombia chick every week is definitely one of them. This week we have the beautiful Sara Bolivar. Sara is only 18 years old, fresh meat as we like to call them. She showed up at our apartment just begging to get fucked. Once the word gets out that you fuck girls the right way and you got a pocket full of dollars, all the chicks start lining up. They are thirsty over here son! Sara pink gash took a good ol’ pounding, probably the best fuck...
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