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"Sveta, this is Mr. Avdushev," her father shouted after Sveta had cheered her
final high school game. "He is from the university and he wants to talk with you
about a cheer scholarship, honey."
His daughter was a sweet-faced blonde with hair to the shoulders. She worked
hard to keep in good shape, working out 3 times a week. Even her current
boyfriend whom she was going to marry disliked spending so little time together
because of her cheerleading practice, but he adored the shape of her body very
much. She was head over heels in love with him too and he was her first and only
man. Her tender long legs that led up to her small tight ass attracted every
man's attention and every girl envied her figure. Her boyfriend always liked
cupping her firm perky breasts, although he didn't like her bra and sucking and
biting her small pink nipples that asked for it.
Hearing her father, she became very excited, because it was a rare thing when the coach came and there was the reason. When she rushed down the stairs in her happy mood, Mr. Avdushev stepped forward to shake hands.
"Hello, I'm pleased to meet you, sir," the eighteen-year-old blonde said
shaking his strong hand.
"Nice to meet you too, bright one," the coach said, smiling spread and revealing
his white even teeth. "I've just told your parents about your brilliant future
in a cheer squad at college! I'm sure you'll manage, because one would be an
absolute loser not to have it!"
"Are you serious?" Sveta couldn't believe her luck and she liked to hear the
way he complimented her on success.
"Yes, I'm absolutely quite serious," he said with a stern expression on his
weathered face.
"You mean you think that I'm good enough to cheer at a university?" the girl
could hardly hide her excitement and the coach liked to see that in
cheerleaders' faces, because he was going to make a lot of money off her.
"You know if I were not sure, I wouldn't offer it to you," the man replied
irritated and thought about the best way to hook her.
"This is awesome!" Sveta almost jumped up on her feet for joy and her dear
father was proud of her.
"Right you are. It's a once in a lifetime chance," Mr. Avdushev said in a
serious tone. "You are certainly pretty and I'm really interested in your
possibilities."
After that, the coach kept on praising how great she was and what a brilliant career she could have. As her excited parents talked to him young and pretty Sveta was elated at the news. After hearing all that great stuff about their daughter they took him for a tour around their newly bought expensive house. Sveta and her parents became more and more excited at her chances with every passing moment.
* * *
The summer was passing and she had been training very hard to be selected. Her parents would be really depressed if she failed the tests. Mr. Avdushev returned at that summer's end and found Sveta alone. In fact, he caught her sunbathing in her tight yellow bikini on the back deck of her gorgeous house. He wasn't only interested in her cheering ability, but he was also taken by her lovely young 5'5" 105 pound body, with her long golden hair, flowing over her bare shoulders. She looked like an absolute nymphet! But suddenly he was surprised when she, the pretty blonde, said to him, "Oh Mr. Avdushev... I didn't notice you enter!"
"Huh, you probably were dreaming about your prosperous future and if you do
the right thing you'll succeed in it," her coach said smiling at her and
everyone puts one's own sense in words.
"I'm so glad that you are here! Don't you wanna look at cheerleader pictures?"
Sveta asked with shining eyes.
"I think it'd be great to stare at my best cheerleader once again," he said with
the flame in his eyes.
"Okay, then let's go in the house."
The girl stood up and went to the house. Avdushev followed her, constantly
staring at her swaying hips and her panty-covered ass.
"Your boyfriend is a lucky guy," the coach voiced his thought.
Hearing it, Sveta liked his comment about her and her boyfriend. Flattery is a great thing. When they were in the sitting room, the coach sat on the sofa and kept watching the blonde girl seeking the album. Finally she had found it! Then the cheerleader sat down and started showing her pictures from the first grade up. The coach's eyes were all over her small body and when he was about to make a move her parents returned from the town. So the fun stopped and Avdushev had to delay his plan.
As her mother made Mr. Avdushev stay for a supper, Sveta and her dad talked
to the coach in their den. All that time and during the supper the coach was
constantly flattering the girl, her amazing parents and what a great house they
had. It's shame that everyone believed his bold flattery. After a grand meal
Sveta saw Mr. Avdushev out to his shabby car.
"I'll see you next month," he told Sveta in his ever-present mentor-like voice.
"There, I'll be able to see what you can do."
* * *
A few weeks passed. Sveta gathered all her stuff together, kissed her dear parents good-bye and headed north to the university, believing that the whole world was under her feet, but how mistaken she was! Before she had left, she drove across the town to kiss her high school sweetheart who would soon be her husband good-bye. Sveta didn't know how she would live without her honey's attention so long. If she had known she would never miss him, just because she would never have time enough for that.
To her surprise, Sveta found the university very big and became home sick soon. Her mother became concerned very much and phoned Mr. Avdushev. He was asked to keep a careful eye on Sveta and he assured her that she was taken care of like the apple of his eye. Not only did the university look big to her but also the girl found the other cheer candidates very good and she felt her chances of making the squad were very slim.
"I just can't believe the talent," she told her coach afterwards.
"I do have some very good girls, Sveta," he sighed like an experienced old man.
"To be honest, I feel your chances are very slim and your parents will be very
disappointed if you fail!"
Hearing that, the girl felt her heart began hammering.
"But it means everything to me, sir," she sobbed slightly. "All my family is
counting on me to cheer here!"
"There are always alternatives, Sveta," Mr. Avdushev kept coaxing and reassuring
her. "I know you are a good smart girl from a small town, but as I have said,
there are alternatives. Have you ever heard of girls sleeping with teachers for
grades? I'm sure you have," the man knew that he was pushing his luck.
"Do you mean I shall have to have sex with you?" she whispered in her innocent
manner with her plump lips as the tears came to her eyes. "I'd never do that!"
Sveta just couldn't imagine that she would be able to cheat on her adorable
boyfriend who was so prosperous and she would have a brilliant future being his
wife. It was too much for her. The man clearly understood he was skating on thin
ice, but he had done that too many times to be on the edge about it and said and
did everything following his plan.
"Well, not me exactly..." her perverted coach replied thoughtfully. "I mean that
a young thing like you would be a dish, but I thought more about me watching you
sleep with a black stud. You'd make the team!"
"A black stud?" shocked, Sveta said with eyes full of tears. "I could never
do such a thing! I have never even talked to a black man! There are none in my
town. On top of that, what would my strict parents say if they knew it and my
boyfriend will be back home soon? You know, something like this would kill him
and he's going to be my husband. What kind of a girl do you think I am?"
Listening to that self-confident girl who had been trying to find any excuse but
it sounded lame, he knew that he had almost had her and the only thing he had to
do was to push a little bit harder.
"You are a good girl," Mr. Avdushev said, looking at her sternly. "But I have
had plenty of girls over the years sleep with old Mike to make the cheer squad.
My old friend Mike is a 45-year-old black man who has what it takes not only to
please young white knock-outs like you, but you are a cheerleader after one time
with him. He is the judge! He has all rights and he can reject you for your
resistance! Think it over and make the right choice!"
After a short time talking the coach got up and left with the conqueror's smile on his face. Sveta put the cheerleader team out of her mind until her strict father called and let her know he would be up for the tryouts. His words had left Sveta scared and more confused than ever. Later, Mr. Avdushev called her to find out what her answer would be and the girl said, "NO" to his sick intentions but it was no good to be a heroine. Sveta already knew that she would do everything to reach her target but thinking about a black man, an old black man, made her freaky.
* * *
Saturday afternoon came and Sveta was alone in her dorm. A sick feeling
overtook her when a knock came at her door. The door opened and the girl saw her
pillar, her dear father. It was like a stone fell from her shoulders as she saw
him and rushed toward him to embrace. If he only knew about her coming problems.
"Daddy," she said with relief, throwing her arms around his neck. "Hi daddy,
what are you doing here?"
"Sweetie, I just came to see my baby girl become a cheerleader, of course," he
laughed and was shining with pride and happiness for his daughter. "Mr. Avdushev
has called and asked us out to dinner tonight. C'mon honey, get ready and don't
keep your good coach waiting."
How poor Sveta wanted to tell her father what kind of a man her coach really was, but daren't destroy her dear dad's idyllic world. What would happen if she failed her contest? The boyfriend would find another great chick with an awesome figure, her parents would give some money for her living and she herself would curse herself for not using her unique chance.
She got dressed very swiftly and grabbing her coat, she followed her father as they met the coach for his dinner treat. Sveta could hardly eat as her coach bragged to her father on how great she would be and only stupidity would ruin her brilliant future as a queen cheerleader. She understood that he was talking about something another than a cheerleading activity, because his palm rested several times on her knee, squeezing it and Sveta was too paralyzed to do anything but went through the entire ordeal. When the horrible dinner was finally over, Sveta asked her father when they were at her dorm again, "Daddy, what do you think about spending the night in my dorm room?"
Her eyes were begging him for that, because it was going to be a rough one
for her.
"You know my schedule girl. I have already reserved a motel room down the
street," her father replied simply.
Seeing the way his daughter looked at him, he made up his mind to cheer her up a
little and added with a smile, "Your mother and I will be up next week for
tryouts to support you my dear. We and your VIP coach have confidence that you
will make the team, honey!"
When the door shut behind him, Sveta again felt that eerie feeling of being alone. She inserted an "Enigma" disc in the music center and tried to relax and chill out on the sofa. The girl didn't notice how quickly she fell asleep and was freed from all her worries. She was deep into her inner world. The girl's heart skipped a beat when a knock came at the door. Sveta rushed to open the door and get to know why her lovely father had returned. Perhaps, he made up his mind to be next to his lovely daughter.
"Mr. Avdushev, what are you doing here?" the girl was taken aback and
surprised with her coach's sudden appearance. "Daddy is here. Please leave me
now."
"No good for you, girl! You don't get any points by lying to me," her coach had
a very stern impression on his face and slapped her face hard with his wide
palm. "I saw you daddy going to his motel," Mr. Avdushev said, walking into her
room and pushing her on the shoulder so hard that she had to step back. "By the
way, this is Mike, I have been talking to you about him," he said, motioning to
his friend. "And we have come for your personal and private tryouts."
"But... but..." was everything Sveta could say, understanding that her time had
come.
The two friends stepped in, and closed the door and locked it behind them. At
that time she looked up and saw his friend for the first time. He was an old,
short black man of 40+ years. He was fattening with strong-looking legs and
arms. She just couldn't believe that they came for her body. His darkness made
her freaky and his authority made her look smaller than a hobbit.
"Mike, what do you think about her?" grinning, the coach asked his friend
boldly.
"Man, you know she's surely a sweet treat," the tall black man said. "This is
going to be good for me."
Their smiles made her crazy and she didn't know what to do because she knew what would happen the next time. As Sveta started protesting and ran around the room, Mr. Avdushev just grabbed her throat so hard with his strong clutch that the girl could hardly breathe. The girl's eyes were begging him to release her but she didn't put up a struggle. His free hand grabbed her tight ass and squeezed. A small grin appeared on his face and he said, "nice ass you have, little bitch! I've been waiting for it so long! I wanted to do it as I saw you sun-bathing on the deck of your shithole of the house!"
Then his hand moved up to the hem of her tight pink top and pulled it up in a
jerk over her long, blonde hair. Sveta was glad that she wasn't choked by those
strong claws of his and already didn't pay attention to his hands squeezing her
ripe tits. The blonde started panicking due to that boldness and no one had seen
her naked except of her loving boyfriend.
"You want to make the cheer squad and Mike wants some of your young body to know
if you are the right person for that."
Instead of fighting, Sveta just stood frozen like a deer in highlights as he
was removing her sweat pants, bra and ripping her small panties off, leaving red
welts on her hips.
"Look at those perky little young tits Mike. They look even better without her
bra and I think she is going to be the best young cunt you have ever had at your
hand," he said squeezing her tits harder and she understood clearly that it
would be stupid to protest.
"Yeah pal, I'm sure that the spectators and the football team will be glad to
see this slut in action on the field," his companion agreed.
Frightened, she sought for compromise, begging them to be easy on her young
body.
"Is this the only way?" Sveta sobbed as her coach laid her lean body on the bed.
"Oh my gosh!" the poor girl exclaimed when she saw Mike started getting
undressed. "Just look at it! It's so huge and it surely hurt me too much!"
Every fiber of her body was shaking as she stared at the well-hung black man and
now she knew that all that rumors about monstrous cocks were true. Sveta
compared his cock with her boyfriend's and understood that her lover's cock was
like a pencil.
"What will my parents say? And I have a boyfriend back home," she begged
"That's a lame excuse, girlie," the black man replied with irony. "After we are
through with you, your boyfriend's cock will be too small for all your holes!"
Spreading little Sveta's slim legs wide, Mr. Avdushev sat between her
well-shaped legs and moved his face to her hairy pussy. It was the very first
time somebody's tongue had touched her pussy and it was so shocking. Just at the
moment the girl began feeling a pleasurable sensation, she heard Mike's harsh
voice, "You'd better lick my cock properly or it'll hurt when I stick it deep
into your eager cunt, bitch!"
Sveta understood she had to do what he wanted one way or another and stuck her
tongue out. Immediately a huge purple dickhead landed on her tongue. The
dickhead was already covered in pre-cum and it was sticky. Her tongue started
circling around the piss-hole, getting more and more white fluid. Then her
tongue began running along all the length of his 10" black vein-covered cock and
she was scared how that bastard was going to stick it inside her because it was
too long and very thick. After several laps all Mike's cock was spit-covered and
the black man stood there with his cock pointing at the sky as the poor girl
tried to lubricate it so much, preparing for her coming fucking. In no time
Sveta did it willingly as her coach's tongue lapping her still tight pussy sent
warm pleasure-filled waves all over her small body.
Mike stood with closed eyes and enjoyed the way that white meat was worshipping his snake, but feeling his cum start boiling he stepped back and moved over to take Mr. Avdushev's place. When her coach saw the judge, he stepped back and was about to watch his pretty cheerleader stretched out to the limits. If only she knew that she would be a famous slut of the campus! That black cock surely wasn't created for a young girl. The girl looked down at her coming nightmare as the old pervert knelt down between his young prey's tanned thighs. It was the last moment when her dear pussy was tight because she would never be the same again after that monstrous thing. Then he bent down to kiss her like she was his slut. As Sveta turned her head to avoid his kiss, she let out a yell as the black knob entered her vagina, stretching it to its limits.
"Please, pull it out... Ahh it's gonna tear me apart!" she struggled and she
did everything to get away.
It felt like she was a virgin again and the pain was terrible.
"Did you think it's easy to become a fucking cheerleader?" her coach shouted in
her ear.
"Man, her cries are irritating me! Find something to gag her fucking trap," Mike
ordered his provider.
Without thinking very long, Mr. Avdushev pulled his sweat pants down his
well-trained legs and Sveta saw his cock. She was smart enough to put two and
two together and understood it was a live gag. Fortunately, it was much less
than her black torturer's. The coach's cock was about 7" long and not too thick.
Sveta stuck her small tongue out like a well-trained pet and the dickhead was
laid on it immediately. Mr. Avdushev put his strong hand on the back of her head
and thrust his hips forward, making the cheerleader swallow its purple head.
Sveta couldn't resist two cocks that were bigger than her dear boyfriend and
tried to relax, believing all that would stop soon and she would be the crowned
cheerleader. She could change nothing and knew that her brilliant life would be
broken to pieces and she would be treated like dirt if anyone knew what the cost
for that was.
All thoughts of arching cheerleaders were to make those two perverts cum as
fast as she could and erase any memory about this evening. Inch by inch the
black tool was pushed inside her white cunt, but it caused her great pain to
take it into her so deeply. She wanted to scream from all that splitting pain,
but the coach's dick would smother her cries of hell.
"This is the best young cunt I have ever had man!" Mike said loudly for
pleasure. "And the best thing is her daddy is just down the street, sleeping
sound as some black man who was older than dear daddy is fucking the shit out of
his little girl who does it to make her daddy's dream come true and become a
cheerleader. Man, that's great!"
Sveta tried to remove Mr. Avdushev's cock from her mouth, but his hand on the
back of her head didn't let her do it. How Sveta longed to look in her
boyfriend's eyes again! She felt a corrupted whore and a fucking slut as Mike's
big shaft was slicing her apart. Mike's cock was the biggest one that had ever
fucked her poor pussy and its lips were stretched to the limits grotesquely and
her legs were spread as wide as they could be. The girl looked down and saw the
black cock sawing in and out of her once tight pussy that was red from
stretching and rubbing.
"Not only that," Mr. Avdushev gloated, trying to make her humiliation even
worse. "But she came from all-white town and the only cock she has ever had was
her kid boyfriend's. C'mon, slice into her. Go man go!" the coach cheered his
friend up as he felt about to cum.
With her father down the street, his daughter's screams went unheard as
Mike's black rod pounded in and out of her. Sveta fainted from the pain of the
huge invasion and she was too weak to protest as the perverted coach said, "Turn
her over into doggy-style position so that the stupid girl experienced more of
your black meat!"
Mike turned her over the way his friend told him. She was happy to change her
body's position, because it seemed limp, but her poor pussy was sore as hell
after all that penetration and she couldn't move her legs together because of
the pain. Sveta became shocked as the thought of unsafe sex struck her and she
wasn't on the pill.
While she was lost in her own thoughts, Mr. Avdushev sat down on the sofa and his cock was pointing out straight into her mouth. By the time Sveta noticed it his strong palm pushed her head to his spit-covered cock and the girl submissively got down to sucking it again. Every time his hand pushed her more and more and soon half of his cock was in her mouth, making her choke and slurping on it. The cheerleader never swallowed her boyfriend's cock so deep.
Suddenly she felt Mike's hands on her ass cheeks and she felt several stinging slaps on them. She screamed but no one heard her with her mouth stuffed with a thick cock. Mike's hand made her raise one leg up and put it on the sofa's arm so that all her whorish holes were on full display. What an amazing sight it was looking at her privates! There were two holes; one very tight and virgin and the other ruined so much with the black cock that it didn't manage to close and it was very red. The girl already thought it would never stop as she felt her asshole be stretched hard and Mike asked her, "Girlie, what do you think about having your ass stuffed?"
His words shocked her very much and she was about to prevent it but couldn't
say a word as the coach's hand lay on her head solidly.
"The way I thought ass-trading slut! You like my cock so much that you wanna
have it in your filthy asshole," Mike replied in a mocking voice.
Quaking from fear, Sveta felt his rough tongue licking her virgin ass. In a
moment excitement added to her fear as his thick tongue protruded inside her
backdoor. Licking her virgin butt, Mike slowly entered two fingers in her
well-used pussy and finger-fucked her a bit. As in a trance, the cheerleader
began answering his moves with her ass swaying. Sensing his time had come he got
his fingers out and stood up, looking down at the abused town girl. Slowly he
drove two of his fingers into her rectum. Sveta tried to relax her asshole,
because his fingers were more welcome than his cock.
"I want some of her virgin butt, man!" Mike said enthusiastically. "I wonder
what her daddy would say if he saw a black cock hungry for his little girl's
pink asshole?"
"Hey, wait a minute," Mr. Avdushev said. "Don't kill her, Mike. You are too big
for her back there so don't ruin her cheerleading ass!"
Only now Sveta understood that the guys weren't joking as she felt him get his fingers out and changed them with his cock touching against her sacred spot. The cheerleader called up her reserve strength and became very freaked out, although she was very worn out. The girl never allowed her boyfriend do it but some old pervert was going to stick his cock into that tight sacred orifice. Maybe it wasn't a big deal in her condition, but his cock was king-size. Fucking blackzilla! Sveta didn't like that at all because his fat cock hardly fit in her abused pussy and that hole was much larger.
Mike wasn't about to back down as his big schlong broke into her tiny rectum
her screams were louder now as Mike held her lifeless body up by her hips,
spreading her ass cheeks and revealing her still tight puckered asshole for his
anal lust. He pounded her poor ass harder and harder, trying to poke as much of
his cock in as he could but her ass's ring didn't allow him to do it.
"Hey, that's enough," her coach yelled at her torturer. "Mike, you are gonna
tear her ass in two!"
With over half his length buried in her tight pink asshole the old man let out a war cry and pumped her bowels full of sperm. Sveta fell limp and the coach's cock started throwing out hot streams of cum. The girl had never had cum in her mouth before and tried to swallow as much cum as she could. She didn't feel any respect to herself but came to herself thinking she had done it only for her future and for the future of the people who surrounded her. When she was about to get her face away from that cum-covered cock, Mr. Avdushev grabbed her by hair and moved back, "Did your kid boyfriend teach your ass to suck his dick clean after he is done? Lick all the cum off of my dick and then you are free!"
Only now Sveta saw how good her coach was! But she was glad that she was
through with all her duties and the victory was in her pocket. She got down to
licking his cock up like it was her boyfriend's. Now everyone would be proud of
her since she would be the chosen cheerleader. Sveta was doing her cleaning as
Mike was still milking his sticky cum out onto her snow-white buns.
"Man, maybe you'd better go now, she's pretty zapped. I need talk to her. Go
on!"
As Mike kissed her on the back he told her, "I really, really enjoyed you,
and I'm almost sure you'll become a good cheerleader if you continue your real
tryouts!"
She didn't understand his words at all and didn't want to. Then Mr. Avdushev
helped her to sit up.
"Are you okay, Sveta?" he asked. "You were great, honey! I shall see you make
the team on Monday."
"Will you please just go?" the poor girl said in a weak voice. "Just go. So I
can be alone, okay?"
"Okay, honey, but don't fall," her coach said as he watched Sveta waddling to
the bathroom. He became aroused again, seeing Mike's sperm oozing from her poor
rear end and running down her legs.
"Oh girlie, I forgot to mention that to get into the squad you need to be chosen
by the superior judge, I mean Mike, a cheerleader squad queen and a football
captain." Seeing the fear in her eyes, he added, "You know, it's your right to
choose the way to get their votes. If you don't have the vote of one of them,
you'll be rejected! Remember it! I think you'll arrange something and I advise
you to try the cheerleader squad queen first."
After that, he and his cock-hound retired. As Sveta soaked her sore body in a hot tub, she was still feeling the effects of the black man's huge cock and her butt and pussy were too sore to sit down. The girl was relaxing in the bathtub and touched her poor pussy and ass. They were stretched so much that her finger easily entered either hole and didn't meet any resistance. One part of her was glad that it was all over and that she would be on the cheer team, but the thought of how she had gained the spot was disgraceful to her. She only hoped her parents would never find out what had happened to her. She wanted to call her father who had been fast asleep in the motel but she knew she would only get more upset hearing his comforting voice.
Then Sveta remembered that she would have to have to get two more votes and
went to bed. With those thoughts she was turning and tossing in the bed for
hours until she finally fell asleep.
If she knew how bad her condition really was!
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If you want a continuation of this story or others I have written please send me feedbacks and requests at [email protected]. It’ll make me to write follow-ups!!!!! "Sveta, this is Mr. Avdushev," her father shouted after Sveta had cheered her final high school game. "He is from the university and he wants to talk with you about a cheer scholarship, honey." ???? His daughter was a sweet-faced blonde with hair to the shoulders. She worked hard to keep in good shape, working out 3 times a...
© Feb 2003 Write a story about chocolate he said - 'Gee thanks Ray!' I looked at the email he'd written and thought again to myself 'Jeez - I don't do chocolate - how the blazes do I write a story about it? Hell! I know we writers are supposed to have dirty minds and all that jazz but chocolate - c'mon fella!' And I put it to the back of my mind. Except it wouldn't go away. I kept thinking back to 'The Experiment'. That was chocolate. That was sex. Boy was that sex - oh yes...
He walked into the room… an air about him struck her immediately. He was unlike any of the other Masters ~ quiet, observing all that was going on in the room. She whispered to one of her sisters ‘who is that handsome Master that just entered?’ Her friend whispered that he was an occasional visitor there… every time, he did the same thing ~ sits on a chair, looks around the room, keeps his comments to himself, almost expecting to find something that sparks his interest, and if nothing does, he...
Chocolate, I thought as I headed home on my bicycle. I was craving chocolate, something that wasn’t uncommon. Usually, it was the only thing I was craving, but there was something else now too. An orgasm.I was a virgin, but I’d learned the pleasures of masturbation long ago. With my eighteen years, I’ve had experience with orgasms for.. two years. That would be about right. At times I pleased myself daily, or multiple times a day. Other times it was once a week.Now? It was definitely a day of...
MasturbationNaomi had only been working at the restaurant for a few weeks, but she had already felt like it might not work out. At twenty years old and a student at the local university, she only found the job to help finance her last year of school as an international business major. It’s not as if Naomi didn’t like her job; the customers were nice and tipped well and she received good shifts to work. Also, the staff and her co-workers were friendly to work with as well, maybe except one. Chef and owner...
InterracialFifteen minutes. My bedside clock counts down faster than I want it to. Was it too late to cancel? Probably. You want this, I tell myself. No, you need this. I pull up my black stocking tights. I clip my ruby red hair behind my head, and look in the mirror. My eye catches on the photo from last summer. Seth and I smile at the camera, my head trying to duck out, camera-shy. Strange to believe it was only a year ago. Was this too soon? My heart gave a lurch. I lingered over the choice between my...
ReluctanceWe have a date set at a bar to meet but the bartender hands me a note. "Meet me at the hotel room 217." Here I am a little bummed that I didn't get to watch you walk into the bar but still excited about finally seeing you. I pay the tab and when I get to the car there is a note under the wind shield wiper. "Do what the fuck you are told. Nothing more and nothing less."The drive was pretty short and I walk up to the door which is slightly ajar. Another note taped to the door reads "You sure have...
My little sister Gina is addicted to chocolate. She isn't fat or anything. In fact, she's skinny and really athletic for a nine year old. But she loves chocolate. Me, I'm addicted to something else: pussy. I can't remember a time when I wasn't playing with mine, or trying to get other girls to let me play with theirs. I love the smell and the taste. Gina has never let me play with hers -- ever. Not that I haven't tried. I play with my own pussy at least once a day. Gina sees me, I mean,...
Her name was Meshawn. She was about the cutest thing I'd ever seen at my old job, and lusted after her for quite some time. Every guy there did, understandably. 5' 3" with medium-brown skin, shoulder-length curly hair, nicely padded figure, beaming smile and very amiable and pleasant to talk to. I'd seen some honeys in High School, at College, working different jobs afterwards of the African-American persuasion. Not like this one, she was sweet as could be and had a "casual" attitude that made...
Hello guys… My name is Kunal and I am from Mumbai. Basically I m working in corporate sector but I m an expert at giving hot oil, chocolate, fruit, ice cream and nuru massage. So if any lady wants my service can message me at Com Now coming back to story, I have posted my ad on different social networking sites and I waited for sometimes. There I found one lady who told she is looking for massage but she is very shy and fearful. So initially we had long chat on what’s app. She is 38 years old...
Hi mera naam Luvesh hai main Gujarat k eek naami shehar main rehta hu (main city nahi batanna chahta ) meri umar 23 saal hai naya naya graduate hua hu. Filhaal jobless hu mere father aur mere chacha sath main ek business main hai meri bua ke ladke ki dusri marriage ki liye jo spain main rehta hai,mere cousin bhaiya Ramesh jinki age 36 years hai unki first biwi ko koi bimari nai thi leking achanak ek din unki death ho gayi. Aur uske liye meri bua ne papa aur chacha ko rishte ke liye kaha tha...
Charlie and the Chocolate Shoppe Author's Note: I started with an idea that would have been a sequel to Companion but decided I liked that story ending the way it did and that people could decide how that story went on for themselves. But I had decided I liked the title I came up with, so with a twist to my original idea, here is a new story. Angela was carefully placing more chocolate covered strawberries in the display case, making sure they all looked perfect to any customer...
Glyn was blond, blue-eyed, handsome, well-built, and the perfect bottom. In any club or bar Glyn always got who Glyn wanted and once he had made his pick, all the other queens could squabble for the leftovers. At the age of twenty-three, he was in the prime of his life. Fortunately, he wasn’t too arrogant; a trait that would have made his already good looks totally intolerable. Glyn, nevertheless, loved having the upper hand. Remarkably, that was to change one evening when Glyn became totally...
Gay MaleI got home from work that evening completely bushed. It had been one of those days – nothing goes right for you and you just feel like hitting the nearest person to you (know the feeling?). I stripped off my work clothes and put on a comfortable pair of shorts and went into the kitchen to cook something for dinner. I had a nice salad and watched some TV. As it happens, nothing was really on, so I ended up watching some of that film, 9 1/2 weeks with Mickey Rourke and Kim Basinger...
Jeanine said, "One of us needs to go to the store." This statement, uttered in bed, generally indicated some sort of feminine hygiene emergency, and the one who 'needs to go to the store' is generally me. It is a law of nature that the gender which does not use or need a product, or is most likely embarrassed by its purchase (I am long over that, at least), is the gender which must buy it. "What do you need?" It wouldn't embarrass me. I'd get her to be specific; plugs or pads, regular...
Hi guys!! This is shankar again from Chennai. Thanks for your comments. Guys please don’t ask for girls details. They are just sharing their feelings. I won’t share anyone’s personal details. Don’t mistake me!!Thanks for iss viewers for giving 5 star rating to the previous story. This is a continuous of the previous story. Post your comments on If you wanna know how to start such a relationship with your family members. Mail me I will help you to open the love door between you and your...
IncestMarvella James owns and operates a cupcake bakery/shop in Tampa called Cupcake Cravings. There, she makes cupcakes in several different flavors. Not only that, she also caters for parties and social gatherings too. She recently made cupcakes for a breast cancer awareness benefit last October, which was a success. As she started baking cupcakes at the shop, Marvella got a call from Mrs. Tiffany Gaston, president of the Tampa Junior League. Mrs. Gaston was planning a social gathering to benefit...
I suppose it really started two years ago when I was working for a small community newspaper in Colorado. It was the holiday season and, as in a lot of places, when the holiday season arrived the offices take on a gay, festive air. Banners and posters appear, Christmas cards get pinned up on cork memo boards and desks suddenly sprout scented candles and candy dishes. It was a candy dish that did it, a candy dish and Dove dark chocolate individually wrapped squares. +++++ I love the ladies....
Warm and wet greetings to all of you. This is my first story. For privacy reasons, all the female names are fictional. This is the story about me and my two fuck buddies who are also bisexual. I met them at the fitness center I go to workout. The yoga hall was one floor below the gym and one day, I saw them making love in a vacant room near the hall. They offered me money to keep it a secret but I had other intentions. It will be a trueful boast if I say the women who have been rammed by my...
I suppose it really started two years ago when I was working for a small community newspaper in Colorado. It was the holiday season and, as in a lot of places, when the holiday season arrived the offices take on a gay, festive air. Banners and posters appear, Christmas cards get pinned up on cork memo boards and desks suddenly sprout scented candles and candy dishes. It was a candy dish that did it; a candy dish and Dove dark chocolate individually wrapped squares. I love the ladies. Can't...
Four young teens remained in the apartment with one very lucky young man. Jason sat in the middle of the sofa that was quickly becoming his favorite. He patted one knee and Amira quickly seated herself and gave him a quick kiss. Jason patted the other knee and Barika slinked over, leaned in to kiss him, sat, and wiggled her butt. Jason put his arms around the pair and squeezed. He looked to Calypso and Neli and teased, “So after your showers, what are the plans for the evening?” He snickered...
There was this girl. She was young. She was pretty. She worked at the chocolate shop. I am not a scrooge, honest. I have come to not so much as hate Christmas as to just be annoyed with the whole holiday build up. The shopping especially annoys me. Because of classes, I really haven't opportunity to shop at that time of year and haven't the organizational skills to do it through the rest of the year. I usually do all right, but only barely all right, by getting gifts for my parents and...
I don’t know for certain how old I was when I first became aware of the special perception that women have of males’ reactions to themselves. Call it a type of radar if you will. I’m not saying all women have it. But a woman who is deficient in this awareness is simply not worth knowing. If I am walking down the street and notice a woman with a beautiful ass ahead of me– even twenty yards ahead – and begin to admire her, she will be aware that someone behind her is looking appreciative at her....
I rose up and peeked at the door. "I think she might be getting into the bathtub now, and I know our parents aren't home."I slowly got up off the bed and strolled to my door. "And there is the water. Her naked black body is getting into some hot water right now. I haven't actually seen it since that day, but maybe I'll convince her to let me see it again," I explained before I paused for a moment. "Royce, you've set temptation into place," I mentioned before I lay back down on my bed. "How can...
InterracialVanilla and Chocolate Swirl.So here I am pushing my grocery basket doing my weekly grocery shopping. This is my routine that I do every Thursday for I don’t know how many years. I am a 59 year old white male who has never been married. Not that I can’t get a woman I just decided a long time ago I like being to myself and having my freedom. Financially I am doing good which does open the doors to a lot of dating opportunities. Just never found the right woman who will make me give up my single...
My name is Rahul! I’m 22 year old! I’m an athlete, with 6′ long dick!It all started in my 12 standard holidays when my cousin sister Roopa (name changed) came to my house for holidays; we used to be like best friends share each and every thing of our lives. Forgot to tell you guys about her; she was 22 at that time with curvy body that any boy would easily get turned on just looking at her with clothes on!As I told you Roopa would share everything with me. One day she started telling me about...
Everyone experiments in sex. I think that's one thing we can all say we've done, because even just trying something for the first time is experimenting. And it's all going to have a different take on people, and it may be different with other people you do an act with. For instance I normally can't stand someone going down on me, but there are two people I absolutely love it from. And I don't know why it is that it's only two people I like it from. The first time I experimented was when I was...
Hi, I am Ankit (name changed) studying in yet another engineering college of your country. But, one thing that defines me in short is my fantasies. From my early years I use to have loads of fantasies about how I would fuck a girl and set her up on fire. This has made me sexually active. I just had my fantasies turned to reality when I moved to Mumbai. Please read the story with patience as it is lil bit long. But I am sure you ll enjoy it. I was really excited to have my internship in Bombay....
One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate Charlie and the Chocolate Factory One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate.? It seems that everyone is allowed to let their hair down that much more, to party like pagans, and to lose him or herself to pure hedonistic pleasure.? This holiday season, the Houston kink community was coming together not only to celebrate in grand style, to...
I slowly got up off the bed and strolled to my door. "And there is the water. Her naked black body is getting into some hot water right now. I haven't actually seen it since that day, but maybe I'll convince her to let me see it again," I explained before I paused for a moment. "Royce, you've set temptation into place," I mentioned before I lay back down on my bed. "How can you really expect me to resist?" I stuck my right hand right into my panties and the memory of our odd sexual...
Brenda was frantic; she had just received news that the institution that housed her daughter for the last twelve years was closing. The reasons given were either 'financial' or 'the institutions were a violation of the rights of the inhabitants'. It would be more in their interests to be with their families, so the 'good doers' of society said. "Families", Brenda screamed. "The family had almost been destroyed when Belinda was home. From the age of ten she had totally gone off the...
My name is Scott, twenty-one years old, living in South Australia. I live with my dad and step mum and attend college three times a week. It was the summertime so college was over for the next six weeks.I awoke one morning with the birds singing in the treetops. "Hey, Scott," Dad's voice rose up from the bottom of the stairs."Yeah," I replied, half asleep. "We're just off out, there's a pie in the fridge if you're hungry. We'll be back later on tonight.""Okay!" I shouted down.There...
TabooEveryone knows the French Quarter is the best place to party in New Orleans. Every night, that entire neighborhood turns into one massive rave, fueled by happy people, live music, and a ‘let’s get fucked up’ attitude. According to most, the hottest spot in the French Quarter is Bourbon Street.Bourbon Street is a crazy place, but it’s not the hottest spot. The hottest spot in the French Quarter isn’t even on Bourbon Street; it’s one street over. Those looking for some sexy fun, hot music, and a...
InterracialEver since our weekend at the cabin where we started to have sex, my mom's youngest sister Sandy and I have been getting together for some afternoon delight, or a weeked now and again to "saw our horns off". In other words get rid of being horny. We texxt each other and sext each other and share pics. None of the family knows the real reason I'm not dating. I'm too busy fucking my Aunt Sandy.Sandy and I do not use rubber or anything. We have toys that have only been used by us and we are...
It took several months, but eventually, I had an audience member who was both gay and black. I’d had an idea floating around since my first flirtation with bondage and leather. I had noticed Ezekiel at a couple of shows, the first being early December. It was easy to notice one black man in a room full of white men. He also made it to the Christmas and New Year's shows. It was after the New Year's show that I cornered him. I followed him to the bathroom at one point. When he came out, I...
Gay MaleJeanine said, "One of us needs to go to the store." I was puzzled. Even through my post-orgasmic fog I recognized that statement as the verbal shorthand that signaled the commencement of foreplay. Not just any foreplay, mind you, but a foray into the brave new world of light consensual bondage. What confused me was the fact that I was lying spread-eagle in bed, my arms and legs fastened to the head and foot posts, and blindfolded to boot. I cleared my throat. "You want to start over?" I...
To the readers: There is no sex in this story. It’s a story about a man and a woman and how they met and lived. It’s a story written for Valentine’s Day. The story is told by their eldest daughter. A special ‘Thank You’ to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 1 This story is about my Mom and Dad. They both had passed away a few months apart. Mom went first at age eighty-one and Dad at age eighty-four. They had been married sixty-two years. This story...
Chapter 3 — October, 1941 Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 With thanks to Doug, Elliot and Pepper for editing and support and for Jimmy B. * Although the blue tail-rudder blended well with the sea below, the plane’s chrome-yellow wings and fuselage screamed ‘Here I am!’ to anyone looking for it. Reaching its ceiling, the plane abruptly flipped over upside-down and headed toward the water almost two miles below. He could feel the wind vibrating the wire rigging between...
Introduction: Marlie and Dylan have an interesting morning after stopping for some hot chocolate. This is a mostly true story and my first story. I welcome all constructive criticism. Some parts have been embellished to make the story more exciting, Ill let you decide which parts they are. Names have also been changed. This may become the first chapter in a series, depends on if people like it or not. Copyright 2012 PoutyLips81 Cheating and Hot Chocolate I was up before my alarm went off...
New Orleans conjured many fond memories for Jennifer. Her first time partying in the French Quarter ended with her riding the biggest chocolate cock she’d ever seen. Never before had she cum so many times with such force: she squirted everywhere, soaking her enormous lover. Alas, her time in heaven ended the next morning when she returned to Nashville.In Nashville, she was a third-year student at Southern Grace University. Her father was the school’s Minister, so she was expected to be the...
InterracialI was at home. All alone. I had really been looking forward to some me time for a while. My boyfriend had gone on a stag doo with some friends so I planned to make myself a hot drink and have a nice hot bath for the evening. I walked in to the kitchen and looked down onto the kitchen counter at my hot chocolate. Steaming hot, creamy, delicious. I just couldn't wait to taste it. I picked up my hot mug and took it into the bathroom and placed it on a corner off the bath whilst I turned the taps...
MasturbationHi. This is my first ever story on Indian sex story. I have been reading is from past 4 years. Today narrating my first fictional story. I am Naveen (name changed). I am from Belgaum. I am ‘5” and a 5’ tool. Let me introduce to my neighbor aunt. She is Sangeeta (name changed). She is tall about, 5’6” slim and size 30,28,32. She doesn’t have big boobs, she is a bit dark in color which is the most attractive thing in her. She looks beautiful. She lost her husband a few years back. She has a son...
Like a lot of women, I love sex and can’t get enough of it. There is nothing better than to have my tits and pussy sucked and to be filled with a hot, pumping cock, in my mouth, cunt or ass. I love it all. But good sex is always hard to find and lately there had been a drought of men that tried and failed to satisfy me in the bedroom.Then I met Ken, my first black guy. I had always fantasized about having a black cock deep in my throat or fucking my ass and pussy till I could take no more. So...
You're sitting on a hot, lonely beach somewhere, with a new man. You don't know him all that well, but you know you want him. You have a basket of goodies with you, and you take out a small plastic container of strawberries, half coated with milk chocolate. You open the container, and hold it out to the man to take one. He reaches his hand out, and then withdraws it, looking into your face. "Umm... Listen, that would be great, but could I suggest something?" Your eyes lower a little,...
I’ve always been curious about black chicks. Recently, I’ve been looking at a lot of black porn online and been seeing some SEXY ass chocolate beauties. They’re so fine, black girls, with their sophisticated faces, their big bouncy tits. But the best is their juicy asses, all protruding and begging to be fucked from behind, slapped silly. As a lover of doggystyle, WOULD I EVER like to pound an ebony ass from the back... Fuck, not only black porn, but I’ve been jerking off a lot to famous...
I was a fairly normal girl in a fairly normal town. I lived in a small apartment with my older brother Nathan. Our parents had died when we were young, leaving us alone to fend for ourselves. We were both heartbroken, but Nate was strong and helped me cope and move on. We worked odd jobs every once in a while and I had a paper route that made me a little money. Unfortunately, the rent on our tiny apartment was being raised and it didn't look like we'd have enough money by the end of the...
I looked through my small collection of clothing and picked out a light green blouse and a black skirt. It wasn't very fancy, but it was the best I had. I undressed and looked at myself in a mirror. I'm a fairly good-looking girl with a great body and average-sized breasts that look big on my exceptionally short frame. I quickly put on the blouse and skirt, then showed my brother. "You look beautiful," he said as he looked up and down my body, causing my face to turn a deep pink as I...
‘You’re sure that these chocolates will make anybody who eats them fall madly in love with me?’ Lisa asked starting at the red and pink heart shaped box. It housed a bakers dozen innocent looking pieces of chocolate. ‘Yes deary, yes. Anybody who eats them will love you. Man. Woman. Makes no difference.’ The silver haired salesman explained. The man’s accent was so thick that Lisa could barely make out his words. ‘Remember girl, love do what love want. Not what you want. Understand?’ Lisa...