Betrayal
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Talk about a sea change. Emma is a completely different woman this morning, Derek thought. Gone was the waffling insecurity, the doubting, the overwhelming shyness. Standing over him was a female who knew what she wanted. Derek’s brain let out a warning signal: Emma might be falling in love with him and that would never do. She was another man’s wife, and even though what they were playing with was completely wrong in many people’s eyes, that was something they both needed to remember at all times. Derek’s ultimate job was to get Peter and Emma both on the same path — together. But from here on in, he would have to be ultra careful with her.
‘So will you teach me how to pleasure a man?’ she repeated.
‘Of course, if that’s what you really want.’
A devilish smile lit up Emma’s face. ‘Judging by the state of your shorts, young man, it’s something you want, too.’
The two remained silent most of the way back to the complex. Derek didn’t know what Emma was thinking, but the person on his mind was Peter. Perhaps he should get him out on the golf course tomorrow, begin talking, scope out the lay of the land.
The word ‘lay’ made Derek’s cock twitch. Was that part of what Emma had asked him back at the fountain? He had to admit he would like nothing better than to watch — and feel — his throbbing erection disappear inside her slender body.
The trip back was far faster than the trip out.
On their mutual front porch, they both looked at each other, silently appraising.
‘Peter’s plane doesn’t get in until 3:30,’ Emma said with a question mark implied.
‘My place or yours?’
‘Yours, I think, but I don’t want anyone to see me going in.’ Emma grinned suddenly. ‘They might get the right idea.’
‘Why don’t we each take showers? I’ll unlock the sliding door in back and you can come around anytime you’re ready.’
It was barely 11:30 when Emma looked carefully at the surrounding town houses, then grabbed the edge of the privacy fence and easily swung herself over. Now that she’d made the decision, she felt much less nervous.
Slipping into Derek’s house, she called out, ‘Derek?’
‘I’m upstairs!’
Emma went up, seeing a house that had a mirror image layout to her own, so similar yet so different, like something you experience in a dream. Maybe this was all a dream. But it was a good dream.
Derek was in the bedroom, just coming out of the shower, rubbing his hair vigorously with a towel, another one wrapped around his waist. Looking around at the well-made bed and clean dresser tops, she got the feeling he’d spent most of his time since they parted at their doors dashing around and straightening things up. That was sweet of him.
Emma had thrown on another pair of running shorts and a loose fitting tee-shirt, but she was barefoot and naked underneath.
Derek looked at her long and hard, obviously savoring what he saw. It made Emma feel all tingly, but vulnerable, too. Here was the male animal looking at his prey. Why did Peter never look at her hungrily like this?
‘So you want me to show you how to pleasure a man?’ he asked. ‘Are you absolutely sure, because if you’re not this stops right here and we go back to being running buddies.’
She looked at him, unblinking. ‘Yes.’
Derek smiled as he looked her over again.
Emma could feel herself getting wet. ‘What should I do first?’
‘I would really like to undress you.’
‘Okay.’
Derek stepped up to her and put his hand under Emma’s chin. ‘May I kiss you?’
Their first kiss was a revelation, soft and sweet but with passion simmering just below the surface. She sighed as Derek pulled away.
Reaching down, he took the hem of her tee-shirt and pulled it upward slowly. It caught for a moment on Emma’s hard nipples, tickling her slightly but also sending jolts of electricity shooting down to her pussy.
Derek bent over and sucked her left nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue deliciously as he moved his lips in a sawing motion. She almost swooned.
Looking up at her, he said, ‘These would please a man very, very much.’
Now he knelt and Emma felt weak in her knees as he slowly slid the shorts down her legs. Leaning forward he kissed the bit of hair over her slit. ‘And we already know how much this pleases a man.’
As Derek rose to his feet, the front of the towel bulged obscenely, but down much lower than she would have expected. She found out why as he flicked the towel away.
Derek’s manhood had been unable to rise very far because of the tightness of the bath towel around his waist. Now free of restriction it bobbed up towards his stomach.
Oh my gosh, that thing is huge! Emma thought.
She was mesmerized by his penis. At full staff, it looked downright dangerous. The head was easily the size of a plum and the shaft was nearly as big around as Emma’s slender wrists.
‘How long is it?’ she gasped.
‘Just short of 10 inches. Touch it. It doesn’t bite.’
Emma reached out hesitantly. She had rather long fingers, but they barely touched when she took him in her hand. The skin of Derek’s penis was hot and smooth, and she could feel his steady heartbeat as she gripped him.
‘Would you like your lesson to begin?’ Derek asked softly.
Emma’s gaze shifted up. ‘Yes.’
Derek took her by the shoulders and sat her down on the edge of the bed. From the bedside table he brought out a plastic bottle of something.
‘This is lubricant. It makes everything all slippery and nice. Squirt some on your hands.’
With Derek’s erection now at eye level, Emma noticed that he’d shaved off all his pubic hair. It made the thing in front of her seem even bigger, more threatening — if that were possible.
‘Now, I’ll show you how to pleasure a man with your hands. First, get lubricant all over everything.’
‘Even your, um, balls?’
‘Everything. Use more lubricant if you need to. It will also get sticky after a while. Just use more.’
Emma did as requested and was amazed at how large and heavy Derek’s balls were. When it was completely hard, his penis stuck up at a 45-degree angle. She sat back and just stared at it.
‘What should I do?’
‘Don’t you ever stroke Peter?’
She made a face. ‘Not really. Sometimes he lets me, but we’ve never used anything like this lubricant. And it’s never for long.’
Derek shook his head. ‘His loss. There’s nothing like having a beautiful woman stroking your cock.’
Emma jumped a bit at the coarse term, but Derek was right. The name fit what was in front of her, large, menacing and completely male. Cock it was, then.
‘Just do what comes naturally, Emma. I’ll let you know what works and what doesn’t. Just like last night. I simply read your sighs and how your body moved when I did certain things. Pay attention to those things, and you won’t go wrong.’
She took a deep breath and reached out again. Everything was a bit sticky, so remembering what Derek had told her, she squirted out some more lubricant.
‘Can I bend it down?’ she asked. ‘It’s sort of at a funny angle.’
‘Just don’t do it too much. When it’s hard like this, that can hurt a bit and a hurt cock is soon a soft cock.’
She looked up. ‘Do I make it hard?’
‘Oh, yes, Emma. Yes, you do.’
Good! she thought as she took him in both hands.
For several minutes Emma just experimented. Derek seemed to really like it when she rolled a hand over the head of his cock. It was fun to elicit groans of enjoyment from him — empowering too.
He also seemed to like when she slid one hand after another up from the base to the tip. It was pretty amazing to think it would take almost four of her hands to cover him up completely. How could any woman take something that size inside her, unless she was some sort of Amazon? But yet, the woman at the swimming po
ol, although wider in the hips than Emma, was a good 3 inches shorter.
‘I like when you tug on it, Emma,’ Derek told her as he moved a little closer. ‘And don’t forget my balls. Oh yes! That’s very nice.’
‘I’m afraid to hurt you.’
‘I’ll let you know if you pull too hard, or my cock will because it will start to shrink.’
If anything, Derek’s cock was getting harder and if she let it go, it would throb with every beat of his heart.
‘The end is getting so purple!’
‘That’s because I’m getting very close, sweet Emma.’
‘You’re going to cum?’
‘Oh yes, if you keep doing that I will.’
Emma was running her hands up and down his shaft gripping tighter and tighter. Every few strokes, she’d run her palm up and over the large head. It felt spongy soft yet hard at the same time. Very curious.
Derek’s legs were trembling. ‘I’m getting very close, Emma. Where do you want my semen to go?’
Emma had been enjoying herself so much that she hadn’t thought about that. If the size of Derek’s balls were any indication, there would be a lot of it.
‘Where do you want to shoot?’ she asked with a little giggle.
‘Some women like it on themselves,’ he gasped.
That idea was a bit shocking. ‘They do?’ Then she thought for a moment. ‘That’s what you want to do to me?’
‘If you’ll let me.’
She shrugged. ‘Okay. Just warn me when it’s coming.’
Paying more attention once again, she stroked him the way that elicited the loudest groans and the most trembling. Derek’s cock began to swell and throb even more.
‘Swirl one hand around the head. Yes! Just like that. Oh Christ, I’m going to cum! Get ready, Emma! You’re going to make me cum. YEEEEESSSSSS…’
Derek’s whole cock began pulsing. She quickly moved one hand down his shaft so she could control where the semen went and with the other, she gripped his balls snugly. Derek put his hands on her head to steady himself.
Rope after rope of thick, white semen pumped from the fat head. The first few Emma aimed down at her breasts, but then she let his cock rise a bit and some caught part of her chin. A stronger one came out and it streamed across the lower part of her face. Right at the end, she leaned forward, opened her mouth as wide as she could and just managed to fit the head in. She wanted to see if he tasted different than Peter had.
Finally, it was over as Derek sagged. His cock popped out of Emma’s mouth.
‘Oh my God, that was wonderful,’ Derek said as he flopped down next to her. ‘After I left you last night, I didn’t, um, ‘relieve myself’ when I came home, and believe me, you had me pretty horny. I don’t know if it was that, or just watching you play with me, or a combination, but I haven’t cum that hard in a long time.’
Emma felt quite proud of herself. An experienced male, the most experienced she knew had told her she was good. And it was only her first time!
She became aware that Derek’s semen was beginning to drip. ‘I should go clean myself up a bit. I’m a gooey mess.’
In the bathroom, she looked at herself. It was really quite a mess indeed, an obscene mess.
Derek had a brush, so after she’d washed away the semen, Emma straightened her hair and came out again, pausing in the doorway. It suddenly struck her that she was standing naked in the bedroom of a man not her husband, that she’d let him lick her to multiple orgasms the night before and now she’d let him — what was the term? — cream all over her face. Every single person she knew would be appalled, but Emma really didn’t care.
Derek was flat on his back, one arm over his eyes. She thought for a moment that he might be asleep. When she cleared her throat, he stirred and stuck up his head.
‘Everything all right now?’
She came over and sat down next to him, then fell back, turning her head to face him.
‘Derek?’
‘Yes?’
‘I’d like to see what your monster feels like inside of me.’
He reached out and stroked her cheek. ‘I would, too, but I’m afraid that’s impossible.’
She instantly felt deflated. ‘Why?’
‘Because your husband will be home in a few hours, and if he’s anything like me, coming home to a gorgeous witch like you, he’ll want to make love. I’m afraid he’d notice a bit of difference if I’d been inside you a few hours earlier.’
That made sense. ‘Right. Good thinking.’
‘Sorry to disappoint you.’
She nodded then grinned. ‘Would you use your mouth on me again?’
Derek did not disappoint Emma on that score and she allowed herself make as much noise as his other women did.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Peter looked pretty tired as he met Emma in the arrivals area. After a perfunctory kiss, they headed for the car. He was dragging his heels as well as his suitcase on wheels. Emma had his shoulder bag. They were quickly out of the airport.
‘Tough trip?’ she asked.
‘Frankly, yes,’ he sighed. ‘And tonight, I’d like to think about nothing.’
Emma tried not to feel disappointed, but since she’d already enjoyed a few massive orgasms that afternoon, it was more disappointment for Peter. Derek had suggested a few things she might try with him.
‘I went out for a run with Derek this morning, and he wants to know if you’d like a round of golf tomorrow. There’s a course north of town he’s been itching to try.’
Peter perked up at that. ‘The Pines, I’ll bet. I’ll stop in and speak to him when we get home.’
‘I’ve missed you this week and I’m making one of your favorite pasta dishes for dinner. There’s also a fresh peach pie.’
He patted her thigh. ‘You’re a good little wife.’
Emma didn’t know whether to feel happy, sad, angry, guilty or all for at once. Why did Peter always make her feel like an employee?
The golf game was quickly set up and Peter headed for the hammock where he listened to the ball game and dozed. Emma made sure he was kept supplied with cold beers and some munchies.
Dinner was out on the deck and Emma had a chilled bottle of white wine. It being rather warm, she’d taken off her bra and had on only a tee-shirt. Underneath her shorts, Emma’s genitals were still sending out occasional little throbs as they recovered from the onslaught of Derek’s tongue.
That afternoon, he’d suggested when he had her really revved up that she might like to try sitting on his face. ‘That way you have some control over what I’m doing.’
‘I don’t get what you mean.’
‘Just straddle my head and lower yourself onto my tongue. Then let instinct take over.’
Like everything else, Derek had been right. Emma loved doing this. It felt so incredibly good and so incredibly naughty. She rode his face like a champ, letting his nose rub on her clit while his tongue slithered around inside of her. She also loved the feeling of his big strong hands holding her buttocks.
‘Emma, did you hear a thing I was saying?’ Peter asked, clearly annoyed.
Her brain snapped back to the present. She was having dinner with her husband, not getting eaten by the man next door.
‘I’m sorry, honey, I was just thinking about a book I’m reading.’
Peter started in again, complaining about work and all he was required to do to earn their living. Emma felt like saying, ‘Excuse me, but even though I have summers off, I work darn hard during the year and bring home my fair share of our income.’
After dinner, they watched some TV and Emma cuddled up to Peter.
‘I missed you a lot while you were gone. I’ve also been so darn fidgety I can hardly stand it.’
‘Fidgety?’
Emma put her arms around him and kissed his cheek, providing a broad hint about what she meant.
‘Can we head up to bed early tonight?’
Peter looked at her. ‘Yes, that would probably be a good idea. As I’ve said, I’m pretty beat, and Derek and I are heading out early in the morning.’
‘I’m going up to tak
e a shower, then.’ Emma got up on her knees and kissed the tip of her husband’s nose. ‘Don’t be long!’
She put an extra wiggle in her step as she left the living room, but couldn’t watch whether he noticed without being too obvious about it. Emma was following Derek’s suggestion of acting more sexy around Peter.
By the time her husband came up, she was out of the shower, dried off and in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. She’d reluctantly put on the long tee-shirt she wore to bed, not wanting to start anything with Peter if he’d come up and found her naked. But she couldn’t help feeling that finding her naked would have been so much more fun.
Regardless, Emma really wanted to make love. Peter took his time and came out with his usual sleeping shorts on.
‘I’m going to turn up the air conditioning a bit. It’s awfully hot in here.’
‘Can we wait until we’re ready to go to bed?’
‘I thought that’s what we’re doing.’
Emma put on what she hoped was a fetching pout. ‘I was hoping we could cuddle a bit.’
She realized from Peter’s expression that it had finally sunk in what she’d meant when she’d told him she felt ‘fidgety’. As he turned off the light and slipped into bed, she scooted over and pressed herself into him, holding his arm and kissing his neck. He did have a nice neck.
Soon they were kissing and Peter turned to hold her better. She could feel his erection poking her in the abdomen as his had slipped down to her right breast. Emma gave a big moan as his fingers caressed her, wanting him to know how good it felt.
‘Let me take this off,’ she said, rising up to remove her tee. ‘There that’s better.’
Snuggling in again, she casually rested her hand on Peter’s hip. When he moved down a bit to take one nipple into his mouth, she made sure her hand unintentionally moved closer to his erection. (‘Take it slow,’ Derek had told her. ‘Sneak up on him and take your cues from his responses.’)
‘Oh, Peter, that feels so good!’ she moaned appreciatively.
It wasn’t that great, actually, not after experiencing Derek’s magic tongue, but Peter’s technique did hold promise.
‘Mmmm, yes. That’s nice,’ Emma whispered a few minutes later. ‘You’re making me so hot.’
Peter stiffened and his mouth stopped moving. Oops. That was a little too forward. She quieted down after that, keeping it to small moans and sighs.
She moved, settling onto her back and opening her legs a bit. She longed to fling them wide and order Peter to suck on her. In moving, she made the back of her hand lightly graze his erection through his shorts. When he didn’t flinch, Emma moved it again, this time grabbing his length and tugging.
‘Emma!’
‘I just want my friend to know how much I missed him,’ she said in the little girl voice she sometimes used to delight Peter.
‘Part of being ‘fidgety’?’
‘Mmmm, yes,’ she sighed, and opened her legs a little more, hoping he’d take the cue and slide his hand down.
Why won’t he take his darned shorts off? Emma thought. I want to touch him!
To be fair, Peter paid more attention to his wife’s sweet breasts than he had in a long time and she could feel herself getting very wet. Finally Peter was ready and slipped off his shorts. His wife would be nice and primed for him to enter her.
Emma surprised him though and flipped herself on top of him, making sure she trapped his penis between her legs.
‘What are you doing, Emma?’
She looked down at him. ‘You said you were tired, dear. I thought you might like it if I did the work tonight.’
Peter really didn’t know what to say, and during his confused silence, she pulled up her knees, reached down between her legs and inserted Peter’s erection into her ‘honey pot’. She smiled inwardly using that term.
Sinking down, she had his length inside of her. He was looking at her strangely as she bent down to kiss him. Rising up, she leaned forward so that her breasts would be readily available to Peter’s mouth. Sinking down again more forcefully, she began to make love to him.
Things were going along fine until Emma got a little too frisky. She’d found that if she tilted her hips on the in stroke, Peter’s erection would hit that ‘nice spot’ inside of her. Unfortunately, the movement was pretty obscene-looking and the light was strong enough from the balcony doors that Peter could see it. By then, the sheets had been kicked off them as well.
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Ms Marca When Tim Is Gone Part 2 It was middle of May and the weather was just perfect to work on my tan. I was setting out by the pool just before noon , in a hot pink bikini with my top off getting sun, when my cell phone rang. I looked and saw the caller ID tell me it was Tim my hubby. “Hello.” “Marca baby, you busy honey?” “Oh you know getting some house...
Wife LoversI am Chandran from Kerala and now I am 23 and working as a Chartered Accountant. My age was around 18 at that time when this beautiful incident occurred. Now I am completing my MCA also and I used to surf daily and I used to read the erotic stories also. Recently I read some stories related to actresses of Indian films like Manisha, Shilpa of Indian films. Some of those stories were fantasies. But here I am narrating a real incident so that I can't disclose the name of that actress to whom I...
Hey everyone, this is Karan, 22 years old with fair complexion and an athletic body. I’ve been reading sex stories here for the past so many years and finally I decided to submit my story. Since this is my first story here, so I request you guys to forgive me for my mistakes and hope to receive feedback from you guys @ Now coming to the story, this incident took place a couple of days ago. The princess of the story is a girl named Shruti. She is 22, my classmate from high school. She is fair...
When Chief Cave Lion and his party reached the top of the ridge above the Mountain Valley after their first ascent, they could now look across a wide vista of valleys and hills peppered with bushes and thickets. There were patches of snow that had fallen earlier in the season but hadn't properly settled. Horse and antelope galloped over the coarse-leafed savannah. It was a glorious sight for hunters who'd seen so little game for so long, but as Glade reminded Ivory as they huddled beneath...
Charlie Fielding was not only following a family tradition. Charlie was following a personal dream. For as long as he could remember he had watched his Grandfather, his Father, his siblings and many of his uncles dress in their uniforms and go off to defend this great nation. When he was young, all he ever wanted to be was a soldier. As he got older, he added to his dream. Now he wanted to be a soldier AND a Veterinarian. The summer between his junior and senior year in high school his parents...
A Night to RememberI have moved around a bit during my life. One recent chapter of my life took me to an isolated northern town where I had been hired to start a new job. When I first moved there I knew only one person, a fifty-year old woman named Laura. I met her the previous spring when I traveled to town for the job interview. Through a serendipitous encounter, I met a contractor while waiting for the bus out of town who was looking for an extra hand ripping shingles off a roof of some...
How could this have happened? Why did we let it happen? Skies afire, nuclear death raining down upon the world of man. Everything was lost. But I, I was one of the lucky ones. I heard the sirens, but unlike many who assumed it was yet another useless drill, I knew from the radio that it was the real deal. I knew America had prepared for this. I had recently received a letter telling me that I had a place reserved at one of the many underground Vaults. I didn't have a wife or children, no one to...
It was one of those whirlwind days, the kind of day where the phone doesn't stop ringing, my boss won't stop nitpicking and my co-workers disappear and leave me to be wonder woman.Just a normal day.Jack O'Connor was a barrel-chested Irishman who had a hearty appetite and room-filling laugh. Sometimes he combined the two --- a disgusting sight. Still, he was a pretty good boss. He was strict when it came to work hours, answering the telephone by the third ring and taking no more than 60 minutes...
Brunette and sexy, Catherine Knight is the definition of beautiful, and today on www.private.com, she’s come to Private Specials, Hot Lovers to make one of her ultimate sexual fantasies come true! Taking on the cocks of Potro de Bilbao and Alberto Blanco, Catherine makes her dream come true as she gets warmed up with a couple of deepthroat blowjobs before going on to enjoy a stunning anal threesome full of almost 40 minutes of ass pounding action that has her shaking with pleasure until a...
xmoviesforyouFriday night, Eric had Allison wear, a braless, low-cut black dress with black high-heels. The dress was fairly short and showed off a lot of leg and the only thing she had on underneath it was a pair of black bikini panties. When Allison looked in the mirror, she liked the way she looked, not overly slutty, but sexy as hell, even if she did say so herself. Allison was very nervous as Eric knocked on Aaron’s hotel room door and said, “I don’t know if I can do this. I don’t know this man....
According to shakespeare, being a cuckold is the greatest shame - but what would a man of bland tastes know? Its the summation of mankind's whimsical nature: an expansion of the spirit to harmonize with disillusionment and reality which allows us to ponder on the stoic moments living. Only a cuckold could cherish the philosophy of such selflessness. A cuckold is submissive to unyielding forces, a man who knows the futility of his being. The drive that allows the cuckold to linger on powerless...
Sofia Lee is that perfect combination of cute and kinky, sexy, sweet, and sinful. She’s that girl who looks innocent, but she’s far from it. In this 4k premium porn Only Blowjob scene the buxom brunette surprises her honey, Nick Ross, with an after-work blowjob. And she brings all of his Birthday fantasy wishes to reality, wearing his favorite lingerie, and eXXXcited for his arrival home from the office. Sofia’s gotten herself all hot and bothered and worked up just thinking...
xmoviesforyouFive months later. Time: Saturday, December 12, 2048 3:10 PM After two solid hours of work, Megan took a mini-break to stretch, putting her editing aside and walking around the plush office that was now both hers and Alvaro's. She was high in the mountains of Madeira, inside the energy research wing of the green-badge complex. As was usual for a Saturday afternoon, the research staff had left by 3 PM and now the wing seemed deserted, though Megan could still see occasional energy...
Doug’s voice crackled in Em’s ear. “Is everyone in position?” “I’m set by the Dubliner, on Stone Street,” Juárez said. “I’ve got Pearl Street covered, and my partner is ready on William,” Peters announced. Philip chimed in, “I’m positioned on the twelfth floor of One New York Plaza, overlooking Stone. I’ve got an excellent overview.” Em coughed, holding her sunglasses steady against her ear. “I’m sitting at a table on Coenties, but it’s hard to appear inconspicuous with all you...
Personal log (voice), J. J. Stone, Captain of the Hades, 9:19pm, October 29th 2006. I must be seriously insane. Crazier than anybody has yet accused me of being. There can be no other reason for what I'm doing tonight. I hit a few more keystrokes. I had another problem. I was once invited to this party. However I was not sure the guest of honor wanted me there today. Good thing it was a costume party. I had already changed into my costume. A wooden leg encasing my bad leg and some makeup...
All I could think of was that my parents should be on that international house hunting show! But why bring me along? This whole looking for the dream house thing was BORING! I’m sitting in the back seat of this mini-bus while George ferries Mom and Dad from house to house on the island of Jamaica. So as my parents look, I sit in the back playing games with my i-phone, or sending suggestive texts to my boyfriend Brad, telling him how I’d rather be sucking his cock than here with my lame-ass...
InterracialShe straddled my legs and leaned forward. Her breasts hung over my stomach. She swayed from side to side and her breasts gently smacked my hardened penis. She stroked my hardness with her nipples. I groaned and moaned my pleasure. Drops of pre-cum fluid formed. She smeared my pre-cum with her nipples, back and forth. "Mmmm I love your slick pre-cum on my nipples, do you? Do you love how it feels? Do you love your slick pre-cum on my hard nipples?""Yes, oh yes I do""Do you want to lick the...
Pam could sense his apprehension as he stood on her doorstep with a bottle of wine in his hand. They smiled and kissed each other on the cheek before Jake followed her inside. She could still feel his apprehension as he followed her into the kitchen, she turned and saw the strange expression on his face as he looked around the kitchen before focussing upon the readily prepared dining table. “Everything okay, Jake?” His face broke into a smile. “What’s wrong?” she asked him. Still...
Liebe Leser, was ihr hier lest ist hoffentlich "Qualität im Entstehen". Ich erweitere die Geschichte nach und nach, wobei ich ein bisschen darauf achte, dass nicht nur die sexuellen Teile gut kommen (Wortspielerei ;-)), sondern auch ein bisschen die Geschichte entwickelt wird. Kennt ihr die Textadventures aus der PC-Steinzeit? Oder Systeme wie TADS? Dieses System mag nicht so viele Möglichkeiten bieten, aber in dieser Geschichte könnt ihr Sachen falsch machen! Also, entscheidet euch gut (und...
Next morning, it was midweek already and she hadn't slept that well, her mind mixed between the horror in the canteen and the opportunity for her son with his prospective job. The undies match was already a little more difficult today, she could see that she would have to do a midweek wash at this rate, but today she had to go with what was there regardless of the fact that it was more difficult to get the colours to merge with her blouse and skirt. She tried on the second black blouse...
I'd hate to admit it, but we wasted a pretty big chunk of the next two days before Amy and I gave up and quit the search for finding an entry into the final chambers for now ... and we just admitted defeat and handed over the entire project to our resident contractor, Jason who certainly understood mechanics better than we ever would. Besides, we still couldn't even figure out how to get the downstairs electricity turned on and that was starting to drive me nuts. "Of course you...
Right now, I am on my hands and knees on the ground. Death is coming for me. There is no escape, I know that now. I think that I finally bit off more than I could chew. They say that when you’re about to die, you can see your whole life flash before your eyes. That’s not the case. I didn’t see any damn flash. All I feel is pain. An agony that doesn’t seem to go away. Death is coming for me. Nothing can stop that now. I don’t want to go into the next world without anybody knowing my story....
100% fiction! For those of you reading I’m sure you’ve noticed a good portion of these are from the perspective of the submissive, well I have a little pet of mine and her horny little self is always reading these and against my permission making her tight little pussy of mine moist only to come to me and I make her soaked so for you tonight I’m gunna give you a story think about, read on my pet… Was a young couple, still in high school you see were not like most couple’s though… you see I love...
Erotic"I don't think I'll even need to convince her. After she finds out that we did it, she's going to want me to tell her all about it. When I tell her I did it with you, she'll want to do it with you too. That's what happened with Darryl." I listened as my mind played back to me everything Brenda had just said. Was Brenda saying that Emily had screwed Darryl too? I tried not to let my surprise show on my face. I was also trying to come up with some response that would keep her talking,...
My wife and I have a wonderful relationship, but not a lot of extra money to spend. So, when we do go out, it’s usually only to McDonald’s for dinner, followed by a movie at the cheap movie theater in our small town, not the big mega-plex in the next city. One evening, we decided we had the extra cash, and the movie showing was one I wanted to see, so we decided to make a night of it. We showered together, soaping each other and rubbing our hands over each other’s body. As we often did,...
John was intrigued and curious, among other reactions of puzzlement. “I wish I knew the reason for this migration of wanderers. If they were really part of an army, I would expect them to have some expertise in fighting as a group. The ones we have encountered don’t seem to have that expertise, unless.” Maranga looked at him inquiringly. “Unless what?” “Unless they started a very long way away from here, and have lost the ones with the expertise and collected new blood as they went along....
“Oh, I forgot my loofah sponge at home. Guess I’ll just have to use my hands.” With that, I reached for the soap, purposely letting it get slippery and pop out of my hands. “Oops! Let me just get that!” With a little laugh, I bent over at the waist, showing him my ass, parting my legs so he could see up to my pussy. Before I could even stand up straight, he had me around the waist with one hand, and with the other started fingering me, skipping over using one finger and going straight to...
Mmm my story starts with getting ready for work. my boyf[/user]riend loves me to wear a pencil skirt with a white shirt, its abit see through but to much showing. i wear my stockings and heels with no knickers. I kiss my boyfriend goodbye and go to work. all day i send him texts talking dirty telling him how much i would like him to come to work and everyone has gone he we tease each other, licking, kissing, feeling n touching everywhere. He start to pull my skirt up n then realise i have no...
“What’s wrong with you people,” sneered the 17 year-old.“What’s the problem now,” her father inquired not looking up from the screen of his phone.“Look at all this leftover food in the fridge and you’re still cooking something new.”“I wanted salmon patties,” the wife and mother retorted. “Plus your dad likes them.”“Trinity, you’re welcome to eat any leftovers you please,” Dwain McNeil chided his oldest c***d. “Otherwise, sit down and be quiet.”“I should’ve known you wouldn’t care. You’re not...
A week later, Ryan was on the UMD campus. She walked over to the statue of the diamondback terrapin, symbol of the school's teams, and rubbed its head. The week had been hectic, including a tense dinner with her parents, and it felt like it was the first time in days she'd even been able to take a deep breath. "So, let's see." She patted the terrapin's head again. "In the last week, I've filed a record number of reports at work, argued both on the phone and in person with my parents,...
I remember laying on my little twin size bed with huge pool of cum on all over my stomach and some even on my underdeveloped tits. I had no idea I could actually get him to do it so I had a huge sense of accomplishment as I laid there with a big smile on my face swirling his cum with my finger. My brother’s cock only inches away from my face...but let me tell you how we got here. First, I’d like to say that I’m not a writer or an author or anything like that. I’m simply a young and horny girl...
A Bit Too Much Drinking During the Camping TripKaren and I had a camping trip planned for very secluded spot at Martha Sunquist State Forest last weekend. We had been planning it for a few weeks and really needed to “get away” because of our hectic work schedules. Everything went according to plan, packing went easy, and even left on time. However, once we arrived at our private little camping spot, it wasn’t so private. The forest rangers had cleared another campsite about 50 yards for ours....