Nandita To Nandini
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Friday, Mid-April
Elizabeth came home after a long, long Friday at the office. She dropped her purse and her briefcase on the floor as she came into her apartment. She sat at the kitchen table and put her head in her hands. She was depressed, she was lonely, she was frustrated, and she was angry. Her boyfriend of seven months had dumped her at lunch…on the phone. Maybe she’d become a hermit. There were female hermits, weren’t there?
The phone rang. It was Kimberly, her neighbor and co-worker. She and Kimberly had worked at the same law firm for almost a year, but Kimberly had been there a year longer. When Elizabeth moved to Centerville to take the job, Kimberly had suggested that Liz move into her building and it had worked out well for both of them.
‘Are you okay, Liz, you seemed to be upset this afternoon, is something wrong?’
‘Hi, Kim, no, I’m okay…at least I think I am.’
She told Kimberly about Eric and they talked about it for ten minutes. Then Kimberly invited Liz to come to her apartment…said she had something to show her.
‘Okay, Kim, I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.’
She changed her clothes, brushed her hair, and tried to fix her face. Then she said the hell with it and went to Kim’s apartment.
Kimberly opened the door. ‘Come in, Liz, let’s talk.’
They sat on the couch and talked for about ten more minutes.
‘You really are depressed, aren’t you?’
Liz tried to laugh, ‘I’ll get over it, it’s not like I’ve never been dumped before. What did you want to show me?’
Kim smiled, then she turned toward the bedroom.
‘Come here, Gregory.’
Liz turned just as Gregory came into the room. Her mouth dropped open. Gregory was naked…with a full erection! She watched him as he approached Kim, dropped to his knees and elbows, and kissed her right foot and then her left foot.
Kim turned toward Liz.
‘This is Gregory, what do you think of him?’
Liz was too stunned to respond.
Kim laughed, ‘I’ve realized that Gregory is what I’ve always needed, Liz…he belongs to me. This is Miss Elizabeth, Gregory.’
Gregory spoke without looking up. ‘Good evening, Miss Elizabeth.’
Elizabeth responded automatically. ‘Good evening, Gregory.’
Liz was looking down at Gregory. He was still kneeling at Kim’s feet, his face just above her shoes.
She turned back toward Kim. ‘What do you mean he belongs to you?’
‘He does whatever I want him to do…don’t you, Gregory?’
Gregory responded, again without looking up. ‘Yes, Mistress Kimberly.’
Kim laughed again, ‘See, I told you.’
‘I’ve never heard of anything like that. How can that be?’
‘I found him online. He offered to give himself to me and I took him up on it.’
‘How long has this been going on?’
‘I’ve had him for a little over a month now. It’s been quite wonderful.’
Liz looked at Gregory again, then she looked back at Kim.
When Liz didn’t speak, Kim said, ‘This is what you need, Liz. You’re too fantastic to put up with crap from men. You don’t give me any crap, do you, Gregory?’
‘No, Mistress.’
Kim was smiling. ‘See what I mean, Liz. You really should try this.’
‘What do you mean, he does what you want him to do?’
‘That’s exactly what I mean. He waits on me hand and foot, he sees to my every need and comfort, he gives wonderful massages. He sucks my toes when I want him to.’ She smiled. ‘And he is very conscientious when it comes to my sexual satisfaction.’
‘What does Gregory get out of this?’
Kim looked down at him. ‘Tell Miss Elizabeth what you get out of this, Gregory.’
‘I get the pleasure of making Mistress Kimberly happy, Miss Elizabeth. I get the satisfaction of knowing that I’ve pleased her.’
Liz sat back and looked at the two of them.
‘You look like you don’t believe this, Liz.’
‘I’m not sure that I do. And I’m sure I don’t understand it. Is this a joke, Kim? And why is he naked?’
‘There’s really nothing to understand, Liz, and it’s not a joke. This is the way it is. He’s naked because I require it. It’s his constant reminder of his submissive status. Gregory has given himself to me, for my needs and my pleasure.’
She spoke to Gregory while she was still looking at Liz. ‘Gregory, wine and cheese.’
He stood quickly and walked to the kitchen. Liz watched him as he left the room.
‘He has precum, Kim.’
‘Men get that way when they haven’t had an orgasm for a while. As I said, I’ve had Gregory a little over a month and he’s had three orgasms in that time. It’s been almost a week since his last one.’ Kim smiled. ‘We often talk about his orgasms, but he doesn’t get them unless I want him to.’
‘You mean you keep him from having orgasms?’
‘He’s much more attentive to my needs when he hasn’t had an orgasm for a while. And, believe it or not, it keeps him docile.’
‘I didn’t think men could do that, I thought they had to have orgasms every day.’
Gregory had come back while Kimberly was talking. He was carrying a cheese platter, which he placed on the table in front of them.
Kim laughed, ‘That’s what they want us to believe, Liz…but it’s not true. They can go a long time between orgasms.’
Gregory went back to the kitchen.
‘This is all very hard to believe.’
Gregory returned with two glasses of wine, placing a glass in front of each of them. He dropped back to his knees at Kim’s feet. Liz watched with amazement.
‘He has a great need to be please me. He’s very careful not to disappoint me. Am I right, Gregory?’
‘Yes, Mistress Kimberly.’
‘Tell Miss Elizabeth some more about our relationship, Gregory.’
‘I’ve never been happier than I am now, Miss Elizabeth. All I think about is pleasing Mistress Kimberly.’
‘Even if she tells you that you can’t have an orgasm?’
‘What’s best for Mistress Kimberly is what’s best for me, Miss Elizabeth.’
Kim leaned back and sighed. ‘A submissive man is really a joy, Liz.’
‘How long is this going to last?’
Kim looked down at Gregory. ‘I’m planning on it being long term.’ She touched Gregory’s thigh with the tip of her shoe. He didn’t move. ‘I can’t force him to stay with me, he can change his mind at any time, but he doesn’t seem inclined to do that. His lease is up in two months…he’s agreed to move into my apartment then. He’s here all the time, anyway.’
‘What type of work does he do?’
‘Gregory?’
‘I work for the state, Miss Elizabeth. I’m an engineer.’
Kim picked up a piece of cheese and ate it. ‘Help yourself, Liz…Gregory does all my shopping. He’s very good at it.’
Liz took a piece of cheese while Kim picked up her glass of wine. Liz took her glass also.
‘Here, Gregory.’
Kim held a piece of cheese to his lips. He ate it from her fingers. She took a bite from another piece and fed him the remainder. By the time the platter was empty, he had eaten more than the two of them together. She gave him her glass of wine, which he finished.
Liz moved her eyes from Kim to Gregory and back again. She didn’t speak.
‘You’re staying for dinner, I hope. Dinner, Gregory.’
He stood quickly and went to the kitchen.
‘He’s not much for cooking, but he is good at presentation and serving. I’m hopeful that he’ll be able to learn how to do some cooking.’
‘I think I’m in shock, Kim. He really obeys you?’
She smiled, ‘Of course. He’s submissive.’
‘I didn’t know any man would be like that.’
‘Well, Eric is certainly not submissive…that’s why you’re better off without him. You need a submissive man, Liz. You would really enjoy him.’
Gregory came back to the living room. He stood beside Kim and told her that dinner was ready. She stood and took Liz’s arm, pulling her g
ently to her feet.
‘Come along, Gregory.’
He followed them to the dining room. Two places were set. He helped Liz with her chair and placed a napkin in her lap. Then he came around to Kim’s chair and helped her with her chair and napkin. He went to the kitchen. Kim winked at Liz. He came back with the food platters and put them on the table. He put food on Liz’s plate and then on Kim’s plate. He went back to the kitchen and returned with two more glasses of wine.
‘Would you like anything else, Mistress Kimberly?’
‘Anything else you would like, Liz?’
Liz was staring again. She looked down at her plate. ‘No, I think this is plenty. It looks very good.’
‘I had to cook it. Maybe at a future dinner, Gregory will be able to do everything. You may get your bowl, Gregory.’
‘Yes, Mistress…thank you, Mistress.’
He went to the kitchen and came back with a bowl. Liz could see that it was empty. He knelt near Kim, holding the bowl in both hands.
‘He has nothing to eat, Kim.’
‘He’ll eat what we eat…but not just yet.’
Liz began to eat her salad and then her fish and carrots but she could barely take her eyes from Gregory. Could there really be men who would do this for a woman? She knew she had never known a man like this.
‘Your bowl, Gregory.’
He raised his bowl toward Kim and she put a piece of fish in it. He started to eat it while Kim sipped her wine.
‘Water, Gregory.’
He put his bowl down and quickly went to the kitchen, returning with two glasses of water. Kim took a sip from her glass.
He picked up his bowl and resumed eating again. Kim leaned over and put some carrots in his bowl.
‘So, Liz, what do you think now?’
Liz realized that she’d stopped eating. She’d been too busy watching them. She started to eat again while she pondered Kim’s question.
‘I have to admit I’m intrigued.’
‘I was hoping you’d say that. I have a suggestion for you. Jason.’
‘Who’s Jason?’
‘I had Jason for a weekend shortly before I found Gregory. His attitude is excellent, it’s just as good as Gregory’s, but there was no chemistry, no physical attraction. But, with the right mistress, he’d be very good.’
‘What’s wrong with him?’
‘Well…nothing’s wrong with him but he is a bit overweight. Actually, he’s fat. But you could just use him for the practice.’
‘That wouldn’t be fair to him.’
‘Oh, Liz, this isn’t about fairness to men. And, who knows, you might like him and keep him. You just never know. Think of it as a blind date.’
‘Well–‘
‘Oh, there’s something else you need to know. Gregory and Jason are a lot alike, they just want to serve and please, which is what I want. But not all submissive men are the same. Some like to be tied up, some like to be spanked, some like to be abused, some like to be humiliated…and some like to feel real pain, some of them want extreme pain. So, if you’d prefer one of those types, I can help you find him.’
Liz thought for a moment, then she shook her head. ‘I had no idea, honestly I didn’t.’
‘I was pretty sure you didn’t. But it is a wonderful thing, don’t you think?’
‘I don’t know, I guess so.’ She glanced at Gregory for a moment. ‘But what would happen if you wanted to abuse or beat Gregory?’
Kim laughed, ‘Gregory and I have an understanding concerning what’s appropriate in our relationship. And we’re both comfortable with it. If I wanted to beat a man, I would have found a different one.’ She paused for a moment, still looking at Liz. ‘So, if you think our arrangement is good, Jason might turn out to be just right for you.’
Liz leaned back, looking at Gregory again.
Kim leaned over and emptied her plate into Gregory’s bowl.
‘Are you finished, Liz?’
‘Yes…it was very good, but Gregory gave me so much, I just can’t eat any more.’
Kim laughed. ‘He does that so he’ll have more to eat. I’m sure you noticed that he ate most of the cheese.’
She took Liz’s plate and emptied it into his bowl. They both watched him as he ate.
‘He does have a good appetite…but he works out and he doesn’t gain weight, so I usually let him eat as much as he wants. He is a good-looking man, don’t you think?’
‘Yes, he certainly is.
When he finished eating, Kim spoke to him.
‘We’re finished, Gregory.’
Gregory stood and took their napkins. As he was clearing the table, Kim spoke to him again. ‘Have you made coffee, Gregory?’
‘Yes, Mistress Kimberly.’
‘Bring us coffee, then clean the kitchen. You may finish my wine and Miss Elizabeth’s wine, afterwards.’
‘Thank you, Mistress.’ He finished clearing the table, taking the dishes and silverware to the kitchen. He returned with the coffee a moment later. He poured a cup for each of them and offered cream and sugar. Then he went back to the kitchen.
‘He’ll be in the kitchen for a while. He has to wash and dry the dishes and then put everything away.’
‘Is your dishwasher broken?’
Liz smiled. ‘No, not at all. I just think he should have real chores to do. And sometimes I like to watch him while he does them. He also washes my underwear by hand. So, Liz…should I call Jason? He lives about ten minutes away. I could have him here in fifteen minutes.’
‘You’ve already told him about me?’
‘Oh no, I wouldn’t do that. But I’m pretty sure he’s home alone. And if I tell him to come here, he’ll come immediately. He is a true submissive, Liz.
‘Are you sure this is a good idea?’
‘What do you have to lose? If you don’t like him, just send him away. Believe me, if you send him away, he won’t bother you again. Gregory, come here.’
He came immediately from the kitchen and stood by her chair.
‘Bring me my phone and my address book.’
He went to the living room and came back with both items. He held them out to her, in his open hands, and she took them from him. ‘Gregory, I’m going to call another submissive man I know. I want Miss Elizabeth to meet him. You may finish in the kitchen, then wait there until I call you.’
‘Yes, Mistress.’
He returned to the kitchen, disappointed that Elizabeth was not going to stay the evening with his mistress. He had hoped that he would be required to please both of them.
She looked up Jason’s number as Gregory left, and dialed it.
When Jason’s phone rang, he was lying on the couch watching a drama show on TV. It was one of his favorite shows because one of the lead characters was a strong, confident, no-nonsense woman. He always fantasized about serving her, sometimes the character, and sometimes the actress, herself. He had his fly open and he was touching himself. He had been too tired the previous night but he knew he’d masturbate tonight. He was going to tease himself as long as he could, the way he thought the actress might do it. There was a similar show on after this one and he was going to tease himself through both of them. The actress was sitting on a chair, her legs crossed, talking to another character. He was fantasizing about kneeling in front of her when the phone rang.
He looked over at it, wondering who would be calling him tonight. He reached for the phone.
‘Hello.’
‘Hello, Jason, this is Miss Kimberly.’
He pulled himself to a sitting position. ‘Hello, Miss Kimberly, how are you?
‘I’d like you to come here tonight…now.’
‘Yes, Miss Kimberly, would thirty minutes be okay?’
‘No, that’s too long. Be here in fifteen minutes.’
‘Yes, Miss Kimberly.’
‘Goodbye, Jason.’
She had hung up before he could say goodbye. He sat for a few seconds. He was surprised that she had called him. The few days he had spent with her were disappointing and discouraging, but they were still exciting. He hadn’t expected to hear from her again. He had thought about searching for a real woman
again but he just couldn’t get started. Maybe she had changed her mind. He went to the bedroom and changed clothes quickly. He assumed that she would want him to take his clothes off but he thought he should be better dressed when he got there. He was glad he hadn’t had an orgasm, he knew she would expect him to be fully erect at all times. He was excited now. He was glad he hadn’t thought about searching for another mistress. He was in his car in less than five minutes and he drove to her apartment, quickly, but carefully.
After she hung up the phone, Kim turned to Liz.
‘He’s on his way.’
Liz took a deep breath. ‘I wonder if this is a good idea.’
Kim smiled. ‘Just relax, Liz, I think you’re beginning to like the idea.’
They sipped their coffee and talked for the next fifteen minutes while Gregory continued to work in the kitchen. Kim gave Liz some tips about what she should and shouldn’t do with Jason. Liz asked some questions which Kim answered. Then, they heard a soft knock on the door.
‘Liz, why don’t you go to the living room while I let Jason in?’
Kimberly went to the door and opened it.
‘Come in, Jason. You can leave your clothes here and join me in the living room.’
She locked the door and walked from the hallway to the living room, leaving Jason there. Kimberly and Elizabeth sat on the couch, waiting. In less than a minute, Jason came into the living room. He looked surprised to see someone else and he looked embarrassed at being naked in front of someone he didn’t know. He had felt the same way the first time Miss Kimberly had seen him naked, but he had adjusted. He felt his erection soften. He looked down at the floor.
‘Jason, this is Miss Elizabeth. I’ve told her about you and she wanted to meet you. She’s in need of a submissive male.’
Jason breathed a little faster. Obviously, Miss Kimberly had not changed her mind.
‘Say hello to Miss Elizabeth, Jason. And do it properly.’
He immediately dropped to his hands and knees and crawled over to her. He kissed her right shoe and then her left one.
‘I’m happy to meet you, Miss Elizabeth.’
Liz was once again stunned. Jason was nice-looking, but he was indeed fat. She thought he probably met the definition of obese. And she wasn’t sure he had an erection…certainly not like Gregory had, anyway. She managed a reply.
‘Hello, Jason.’
Kim spoke again. ‘I think you may have gained some weight since we last saw each other. Is that right, Jason?’
‘I think so, Miss Kimberly.’
‘And you’re not very hard. When was your last orgasm?’
‘Wednesday night, Miss Kimberly.’
‘Well, I guess I can understand that.’ She turned toward Liz. ‘I didn’t allow Jason to have an orgasm during our weekend. He was considerably harder when the weekend was over. Gregory’s the same way, men have too many orgasms when they’re not being supervised.’
Kim stood. ‘We’re going to weigh you, Jason…let’s go to the bathroom.’
She started walking and Jason stood and walked behind her. Liz followed.
‘Get on the scale, Jason.’
He stepped on the scale as Kim watched it.
‘246. How tall are you, Jason?’
‘I’m 5, 10, Miss Kimberly.’
Kim turned to Liz. ‘He has gained some weight. But anyway, it might be good if you at least keep him for the weekend. How about it?’
Liz was thinking that she wished she had stayed in her own apartment. But at this point, she felt trapped. She didn’t see a graceful way out.
‘Okay, Kim, I’ll try your suggestion.’
‘I’m glad, Liz. Take him now, and you’re both invited back here for breakfast tomorrow morning. Okay? Get dressed, Jason.’
Jason went to his clothes and started dressing. Kimberly and Elizabeth followed and watched while he dressed. All Elizabeth could think about was how big he was. How could she do this? She started to feel hatred toward Eric. ‘All right, Kim…I’ll call you in the morning.’
The two women hugged and Elizabeth and Jason left together. She walked to the elevator and Jason followed two steps behind her. She pushed the button for her floor and they rode in silence. She left the elevator at her floor and Jason again followed her. In her apartment, she locked the door behind her and turned toward Jason. He had already begun to get undressed. She wanted to stop him but he was undressed before she could manage to say anything. He knelt quickly.
Jason was already entranced with Elizabeth. He had been thinking as they walked to her apartment and had concluded that she might want him to belong to her. Besides, it was obvious that Kimberly didn’t want him.
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I awoke with a heavy headache, eyes stinging and stomach in churn. I drank too much scotch last night, that was for certain. Worse, I had forgotten to mitigate the impending damage with any water. I also pumped out several orgasms, which had drained me of my testosterone. My physical ailments paled in comparison to what my real strife was, however. The memory of last night flooded back with unforgiving potency.I glanced to my left, apparently Elizabeth had already awoken and left the room. The...
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Elizabeth Grey - Part 07: So Far Away By Carmenica Diaz The black dress still fitted me well when I slipped it on. I had a small anxiety attack, suddenly worrying it wouldn't, that it had all been a dream but it did. For the second time that day, I stood in front of a mirror and stared at myself, astounded. I followed the make up instructions and it was amazing how dramatically different I looked. Of course, I thought, the fact I don't have glasses anymore...
Elizabeth Grey - Part 02: What's wrong with your voice? by Carmenica Diaz Dinner was a very dull affair and I wasn't certain what I could say in front of Jeremy so I kept silent. Thankfully, Jeremy didn't and he spoke non-stop about movies (he absolutely loved Amadeus) and that new singer Boy George and, seemingly, anything that popped into his head. All the time he spoke, he stole glances at me, deep looks that seemed to cut through him and then he would...
“Elizabeth” She stood before me, looking so beautiful, my heart ached. The wedding dress accented her slender frame, and her eyes sparkled with joy as she looked up at me. Smiling, I took her hand... Years Earlier... “Mommy? I want to go swimming. Please?” It was the holiday weekend in July, and I was home after graduating college. With my degree fresh in the frame on the office wall, I was at work at the family business. I know, a lot of folks might think that a business that takes care of...
The study sessions with Stacy were grueling to say the least. Everything had to be perfect, every word written, every answer, every paragraph read. It seemed Stacy expected Betty to memorize everything given to her. Period. She somehow managed to zero directly in on anything Betty had skimmed or didn't understand. Her attitude was brusque, almost to the point of rudeness, and irritated the younger girl to no end. Betty thought Stacy hated her. She didn't care much for Stacy either. Things...
It was now two weeks since sixty-four-year-old divorcee Elizabeth Prentice had attended the eighteenth-birthday party of her grandson, Tim. At that party Elizabeth had probably had too much to drink and, much to the disgust of her daughter Tina was snogging and groping with twenty-year-old Simon Whittaker. Tina would have been appalled if she had known that a few days after the party her mother spent the night in bed with the young man.Liz had not seen or heard from Simon since that night...
Mature"How peaceful he looks when he is sleeping, my big stubborn sweetheart...my love, with not a care in the world. I'm so happy, I won't get a wink of sleep at all tonight.... my mind is just racing...isn't it wonderful. Poor Stanley, how did Margaret put it, hmm... yes that's it, she said, "hum dinger" and "smitten, Richard is smitten with you." Stanley is going to have one hum dinger of a shiner, a black eye when he say's the early Mass tomorrow morning. Dear Margaret, you...
'What is a dare', someone once asked me? I knew the answer according to my own interpretation, as an exhibitionist, a dare was my way of doing something I liked to do, but without compromising my persona of respectability and moral righteousness. That way you have an excuse for being dirty and naughty and not have the attached stigma associated with the dare involved.But having said that, that excuse only works once, do it again then suffer the usual, slag, slut labels. Perhaps it's the...
This story is bound to make any guy who loves extremely fat women, get a stiff. This is based on a true story and actually happened to my mate Jason (above). He was working as a pizza delivery boy about five years ago, and that's how he met Paula (above) an extremely obese 33 year old chick, weighing over 530 pounds. They ended up boyfriend and girlfriend and stayed together for about five years. As I also love very fat women, I just had to tell his story, because it's the best one I've ever...
Elizabeth Grey - Part 03: I must confess I like it. By Carmenica Diaz It wasn't until I finished my face the next morning that I realised I did it without looking at the instructions. The wardrobe was full of clothes supplied by Jeremy and Angela and, as we were going out, I chose a simple grey wool skirt, matching jacket and blouse. Jeremy knocked on the door and poked his head in. 'Decent?' I laughed. 'I think you've seen everything I have, Jeremy,'...
The last place he remembered was the sawdusty back room of some side alley bar. He was having a drink there with someone he couldn’t remember, and then everything had gone hazy and then quickly black.As Jason slowly awoke, he realized that his body was strapped to an apparatus made of very sturdy wood. His limbs were held secure with leather restraints that kept his legs spread wide apart. An attractive girl with light brown hair and green eyes sat in a chair in front of him. She was dressed in...
Thursday, September 19th, 1996Jason had been Jack’s best friend since the two of them were in the 4th Grade. They lived a block apart. Throughout their latter grade school and junior high aged years, they had walked to and from school together every single day. They’d spent long hot summers together. They’d spent the night at each other’s houses. They’d had epic pillow fights. They’d experimented with fireworks. They’d even gone on vacation together.As the two boys grew older, they talked...
TrueTara and Jason enjoyed wild nights out. It was on one of those wild nights out that they found themselves in trouble and were left with the stark choice of attending the Monastery of Repentance or being hit with a very heavy monetary fine that neither of them could afford;and so it was on that cold,windy Monday morning back in January that they found themselves waiting in a room with others who were sent to the Monastery to receive whatever was coming to them. Tara hated the idea of having to...
The three of us sat there for a short while drinking the drinks I had brought in from the kitchen. Joe sat on one side of Jason while I sat on his other side. After a few minutes I reached over and caressed Jason's cock, "Have you been enjoying yourself?" I asked him. Looking over at me, "Yes' was all he answered "Have you liked what you have done and we did to you?" I now asked. Thinking just for a second, "It's been great" he replied. Smiling and looking over at Joe, "Well, let's see if we...
Jason's girl By Lizzy I am a 19-year-old guy living in the south of the UK. I have been dressing since I can remember but have never got caught. It was Saturday night and I had been drinking with the guys from football. I was pretty drunk and had made my way home. I live at home but my parents were visiting my aunt up north. Walking home I had been dreaming of getting dressed in my sisters clothes, she was away at college, and I had been using her spare clothes for the whole term. I...
As Debbie lowered herself onto Kevin’s cock she groaned loudly, her mind cast back to 2 days earlier when she had been riding a bigger and much thicker cock, Kevin held her hips as Debbie started to grind on his deep rooted dick, her mind now consumed with the cock she had been riding and sucking was really turning her on, she had met up with a few mates from work and had gone for a few drinks, getting chatted up by Jason she was unable to resist his cheek and ended up getting nailed into his...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mrs. Taylor was by far the sexiest teacher to ever walk the halls. Jason and Will were the horniest 18 year old football studs to ever lust after such a sexy woman. Jason the taller and dark haired of the two was always talking about her. But today it was more than his imagination that has him excited. “Dude, today she told me she needed me to come over after school. She said it was really important that I bring you and not tell anyone!” Mrs. Taylor conveniently lived next door to Will, the...
Jason’s brother was always the jock of the family, the guy everyone thought was a total hunk. His friends were hot too, and this fact never went unnoticed by Jason. He used to fantasize all the time about one teammate of his brother’s in particular. Todd, the high school quarterback who now starred at the local State University. Jason jerked off many a night to the idea of Todd fucking him like his bitch. Thanksgiving break rolled around, and Todd, as was custom since Junior High, joined...
GayRebecca After I had received the letter from my mother, things seemed to quiet down for the next four months. The investigator now had a new vehicle to hunt for, but neither Robert nor Patricia remembered the license number, so the idea of a quick computer search was out. I did hear father suggest that they pay a bit more attention to the food industry as it looked like Jason's passion for cooking had remained and it was a possible way to track him. We all wondered what might happen next,...
The three of us sat there for a few minutes after Jason and I finished until I asked if Jason wanted something to drink. He said yes and I got up and went into the kitchen. Joe tells this part now. Looking at Jason I said, "Carmen's really hot isn't she?" I asked Jason "Very much so" Jason replied "Suck a mean cock doesn't she?" i asked "She's very good at it" he replied. I had moved over a little closer to Jason and now laid my hand on his thigh "I love watching her suck another man's cock" I...
Elizabeth Grey - Part 16: That set us off again. I called Fiona Woolf's office first thing and left my name and Jeremy's number. For the next hour and a half, I paced the house, disturbing Jeremy as he tried to work until the telephone rang. 'Miss Grey, this is Fiona Woolf returning your call?' 'Thank you Miss Woolf, you probably don't recall me but you...' '...gave you my card after you played at Jeremy's birthday party.' She chuckled. 'I don't give out my card to just...
There are several things from my younger years that I simply don't remember…. Memories of when I was little, going to school, and summer vacations are just a blur… but there are certain things that are burned into my memory that even 16 years later I remember as if they happened yesterday. This is especially true when it relates to the sexual experiences that I had when I was younger. I'm not talking about sitting back and reminiscing about the first girlfriend I banged in the back of my dad's...
IncestJason By Margaret Jeanette Jason Burns knew he was different. He was the most avid reader in school. He had read just about every book in the school library. He was ten years old and enjoyed making models. For Christmas he received three models to put together, his favorite being a model of the U.S.S. Missouri. He painted all the small parts and soon had it all put together. His mother ruled the roost in their family. She was the one who decided punishments and made the major...
Introduction: I started playing with his balls lightly squeezing them and kissing the shaft of his dick. I could feel him getting tense Jason and Emily May 20 2014 Jason was the typical stereotype geek in high school but I found him beautiful. he had crystal blue eyes, long curly shoulder length jet black hair,weighed in around 195-210 and was 63. In my eyes he was beautiful The one day during science our teacher gave us an assignment. Normally our assignments are in school but this time...
Elizabeth and I had worked together for about 5 years when this happened.She is married 56 years old, very slim ,very tan but not what I would call pretty or even good looking.When she smiles her big teeth show.She has straight shoulder length blond hair.She wears skin tight jeans almost all the time and that is the best looking thing about her.Nice ass, muscular thighs and calf's.Elizabeth likes to smoke,drink beer and watch sports.I finally realized who her face reminded me of,a picture of an...
Elizabeth Grey - Part 18: Yes, Mum, I'm sure. By Carmenica Diaz 'Hello, Mum.' 'Liz! How did it go last night? I hope it was wonderful!' 'It was Mum, it was!' I happily told her all about the previous night for at least twenty minutes, Mum interjecting with questions and I could tell she was as excited as I was.' 'Mum, Angela was there,' I said hesitantly. 'Was she? Edward is away. Did she say anything to you?' I remembered Angela standing at the back,...
Elizabeth Grey - Part 21: Everything is fine. By Carmenica Diaz The buzzer sounded and Jeremy finished my hair at the same time. We heard Dean open the door and low voices. 'Do I look all right?' I asked nervously. 'Are you joking?' Jeremy laughed. 'You'll knock his socks off.' Sean was waiting with Dean and when he turned to see me coming down the stairs his jaw dropped. 'Wow,' he said and then laughed self-consciously. 'How bloody sophisticated of me. You...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
The spaghetti sauce needed more oregano, but the kitchen smelled great. I was trying a new, simpler recipe for the first time in years and it used twice as much garlic as the old one. Cooking gave me something to focus on and this recipe called for squeezing whole San Marzano tomatoes, which was fun, almost sexy. These whole, peeled tomatoes felt like someone’s balls and I tried to remember who. My husband came in, took a beer out of the refrigerator, and sat at the kitchen table. After last...
Incest"So did you get a costume yet for tomorrow's Halloween party?" Chris asked Leanne as they walked back to her dorm together. "Well I didn't have the money to buy me a costume, so I'm just going to make one," Leanne responded, giggling. She felt Chris' arm hold her tight as they stopped in front of her building. He smiled at her, cupping her pretty pale freckled face. "You know how much I love you don't you?" She nodded, tiptoeing to kiss his lips softly. "Yes and I love you. I'm...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...