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Sally knew that Tom and Tim had been good friends for a long time.She had
been Tims girlfriend when Tom was going out with Wanda, but when Wanda started
making a pass at Tim, she did a swap and started dating Tom.
Tim never kept a girlfriend for long and Wanda soon went her own way.
Sally and Tom had been living together for a few months when Tim called around when Tom was away and asked her how she was enjoying life with his best mate Tom.
"Yeah, great" she said "but he has got some funny habits, though."
"Such as?"
"Well, when he's in the shower, he shoves the hand shower up his asshole! Then
he sticks the soap up and washes out all the shit!"
"What else do you think a hand is shower for? I mean he has a lovely clean ass, hasn't he?"
"What do you mean, 'a lovely clean ass'?"
"Well, he has, hasn't he. Always did have a super ass."
"Is that what you two get up to when you meet on Sundays? And I thought it was just for a drink. You dirty buggers, you!"
"No, sweetheart, CLEAN BUGGERS!"
I had one spear left. Two of the Rock sharks floated belly up to the surface, the Slayer harpoon meant for Tyrannos was good enough to kill these triangle snouts. Even now fighting for my life I wondered why I called them that way. My last spear missed! Not that it mattered much, four sharks were now busy with the carcass of the ones I killed, fighting each other for the meat, there were three more now aiming for me, also that immense presence beneath me came closer. This was the largest...
We arrived in Halstaad Fjord and were greeted by a group of elders accompanied by twenty beefy looking men, all were dressed in the traditional Neo Viking way with leather vests and trousers and shirts. They all wore identical helmets and swords and all were dressed in the same dark brown color. Egill was also with them. As we stepped ashore he said to me, I know what happened, Eric and I will take it from here. You may have noticed the men; these are the first members of the Nilfeheim...
I was home alone for the weekend as my parents were out of town. I had been instructed by my online master that i had to spend the whole day as a girl (a naughty teen slut at that). No matter what i had to do that day i had to do it dressed in girly lingerie and or clothing...I got up, showered and looked through all my outfits to decide what to wear... First of all i put on my lingerie which consisted of a white and pink spotty thong, black fishnet stockings and a black and pink...
The wife was meeting a friend in town for lunch so I'd just got out of the shower and was drying off, I was laid on our king size bed feeling randy, I started to feel my cock and get in the mood for a good wank, I had my wife's vibrator in my hand and I was licking her juices off it, closing my eyes I let it wander over my anus, feeling the vibrations I was as hard as a rock.I started to slowly pull my cock and run the vibro round my ass, when all of a sudden, and it took me by suprise, there...
I have a couple stories about my wife Brittany and I on my profile along with a picture of her in my gallery if you wanna check her out. EnjoySince the day my wife Brittany and I got together we have loved partying and loved the idea of just getting together with a group of people some that we may not know and having fun and maybe make some new friends. This is the story of how I met one of my best friends Anthony (Who is black for those wondering). One weekend Brittany and I were just sitting...
as part of my job at work i had to stay back for our cleaner to do her job.Barbera was a sixty five year old who came and cleaned one's a week for us.one time when she was doing her work she walked in on me getting changed to come home after she had finished her work! i said i was sory but she said it as ok and just caried on with what she was doing.after that i made it in my way to let her find me in some sort of unddres every week!I made shoor that each time she cam in i had less on than the...
I was just about finished cleaning the house for Mr. Gustavsson, the whole house had been out of a womans touch for years. I had recently got my driverslicense and this was my first real job. I lit lighter and waited for the familiar cloud of Smoke that came when i cigarrette fires up, while Mr. Gustavsson leanedaround the corner and asked if everything was O.K. "No problem Mr. Gustavsson all finished," I said,as i wiped my hand with an old rag , "I'll be out in a minute!"After gathering up...
Sissy Cuckold Housecleaner by Throne When I first met my wife-to-be, Katrina, I was so happy. She was short like me. My limited stature had prevented me from dating a lot of taller girls. Further, she didn't mind that I'm shy and retiring. Her outgoing personality balanced us out as a couple. She was quite perceptive and sometimes seemed to know what I was thinking. After we'd been going out for three months, and were over the hurdle of sleeping together, something changed. I...
....The next day... It was close to 9am. I closed my front door. I pointed down the hall. I then walked upstairs to take a shower and get ready for my cleaning lady. An hour later. I had just got out of the shower. I slipped on some tan cargo shorts. A black Ac/Dc shirt. I put on some flip flops. I left my underwear in my dresser. I combed my short hair. "Knock! Knock!" I turned my head. I then walked down my spiral staircase. "Knock! Knock!" "Coming!" I said. I slowly turned the...
Introduction: Two came to clean my house – 1 husband watched t had been a few weeks since I got a break from work. It had been even longer since I got laid. Being single and not going out, does not help. A few months ago a friend recommend a cleaning company, that comes to your house. The maid, will go topless and clean one room in your house for certain amount of cash. I was not really expecting to be so horny when I saw the maid. But she was very voluptuous. I adore women with curves. One...
Chapter 1 In the late 90's I worked in an Insurance company office in South London. My work was as a computer systems programmer and my duties meant I was often in the office late in the day. Most of my colleagues would normally have left the building by 17.30 and I would normally depart sometime between 18.30 and 19.00 hrs. The reason I write this story is to tell readers of my experiences I had with the office cleaners who would arrive at 17.30 each day to generally tidy up, empty the trash...
Damn those cleaners! Why do they have to make so much noise on a Saturday morning?! Rodge thought irritably as he rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. And why did Mum insist on bringing the cleaners in when she and Dad were away for the next two weeks?! Like he cared if the house was slightly dusty! And Rodge would be the only one to see it.. Well he and his college friends when they would party the night away next weekend! Grumbling to himself he got up. Feeling a little fragile from...
Jack was bending over into an empty display case as he refilled it with his signature chocolate cupcakes. They were the very ones that put him on the map and made it possible to open up his dream shop. Sweet Nothings was his pride and joy. The French inspired Bakery and Bistro has thus far been his greatest achievement. He could hear the distant ching of the cash register as he placed the last of the cupcakes from his baking tray into the case. The sound of money always put a smile on his face....
She knows she is a dirty whore. She takes pride in it. She loves being used and abused as an object for sex by almost any man that wants to take it from her. She will fuck just about any man who is man enough to take her. She enjoys it most when they fuck her in the ass while she resists. Yes she loves to be raped up the ass. Got friends? She will eagerly be fuck meat for you all. Fuck her face, fuck her ass or pussy. Hell you can even fuck her with a variety of household object&hellip,...
Bill was sleeping after minor surgery. Tammy was keeping him company in the hospital. Her husband was good to her, and she had devoted her life to partnering with him in any way she could. That had been an adventure at times. For the first ten years of their marriage, it had seemed much like any other family. They had started to take each other for granted.Tammy knew that would kill their love and marriage. She wanted to keep things fresh and exciting for both her and Bill. So she had started...
SwingersThe cleanersSeveral years ago when we were both working full time, my wife and I decided to get a cleaner for our house. The first one we got was a bit crazy so we weren’t sorry when she decided to stop working for us. Then a neighbour recommended their cleaners to us. They were two sisters that did domestic cleaning as well as some other jobs. So we gave them a try and they’ve been coming to us every Wednesday ever since. Their names are Sandra and Julie.When I worked full time we hardly ever...
CLEANER By Emma PART ONE Once I had eaten the breakfast my cook had made for me, spent an hour or two picking out the clothes I wanted to wear for the day and lounged by the pool for a while, I caught myself looking at my reflection in the wall high mirror in my dressing room. And yawned. Not because I was tired. I was very beautiful you see. Actually I was gorgeous. Many men had told me so. But this (though very...
My second effort at cleansing an area of magic went better. The tsunami Alistair set off was weaker than his previous attempt, but mine matched it. I crowed happily as I felt the magic around me recede. My attention was drawn away from my pride when Alistair sagged in my arms. “Alistair!” “M’fine,” he mumbled. He hadn’t actually fallen, but it was a close thing, from what I could tell. I shifted my grip from his neck to his waist, shoving my shoulder up into his armpit to brace him in case...
The carpet cleaner wearily strode to his last customer’s door. He peered down at his work order. ‘Mrs. Bachman. Hmrph.’ Probably another old saggy bitch, he mused, adjusting himself as he made his away towards the door. You see, the carpet cleaner wasn’t exactly getting satisfied at home by Mrs. Carpet Cleaner, so he derived enjoyment from teasing lonely housewives whose husbands were far too occupied with office matters to tend to their bedroom duties. The carpet cleaner rang the doorbell....
Acting as a Cleaning Lady An Unfinished Story by Susannah Donim Circumstances force Dave to take up a humiliating new career, but it turns out to suit him better than he expected. Chapter 2 - My Sister's Cleaner On the whole my work at the bank had been going well for the last few months since we had returned from Spain. The team in Madrid had been quite small and mostly responsible for migrating the latest software to the Spanish networks. I often had to visit regional...
I was just her window cleaner. If I had any feelings for Marie I had them right now. But I was only her window cleaner for God’s sake. So what brought all this about that I could feel so intimate with a woman twice my age, who had no particular sexual attraction for me – having always been drawn to women my age? I shall tell you… Marie lived in a country cottage in Dartmoor, South Devon and managed a smallholding generally on her own, because her husband had long passed but occasionally she had...
The one thing I was struggling with since Lisa went to college was housekeeping, I hated doing it and could never do it as good as Lisa did, typical man. Seeing Lisa running around the house pushing a hoover in a scanty pair of panties was the highlight of my week, what’s not to like?.I decided I needed a cleaner, nothing heavy just someone to run the hoover round, do some ironing and washing etc. I surfed around some free ads to see who was looking for work and saw a couple of possibilities...
I was just her window cleaner. If I had any feelings for Marie I had them right now. But I was only her window cleaner for God’s sake. So what brought all this about that I could feel so intimate with a woman twice my age, who had no particular sexual attraction for me - having always been drawn to women my age? I shall tell you… Marie lived in a country cottage in Dartmoor, South Devon and managed a smallholding generally on her own, because her husband had long passed but occasionally she had...
Straight SexRichard dragged the last of the heavy electrical cables across the floor and finished plugging them in. Stepping back, he retrieved a rag from his pocket to mop his brow while he surveyed his work. The floor was covered with a thick conglomeration of cables that lead from a series of panels on one end of the room, across to the one he was working on. From there, they disappeared behind the machine, terminating at a box mounted on the wall beside it. Basically, the machine itself was an...
Monica arrived at Jeff’s house to do her normal twice a week cleaning job for him. Monica was nineteen years old, and Jeff was forty-eight years old and divorced. Monica had cleaned for Jeff for several months already and he enjoyed having the teenager around the house.Monica wore her usual skimpy vest top with a bare midriff and tight cotton shorts. She always found that they were the most appropriate clothes for cleaning so that none of her better clothes got stained. She knew that Jeff...
SpankingMy Weekend as a Cleaner Belladonna [Author's Note: This is my second partially autobiographical story. The names and some events have been changed to protect the innocent.] I have to admit that I was not sold on the idea when Derek pitched it to me. I was trusting of my friend though, and he was open minded enough to ask. Derek has been my best friend since childhood. We've shared everything over the years and nothing has ever come between us, not even when he came...
Cheryl Lynn stared up into the moist pink splaying sexual lips being worked up and down by a hand with long fingers. The legs that were straddling her head were equally as long, tanned, and smooth to match the item being manipulated over her. Cheryl Lynn honestly did not know what to think. The last time she had seen a member of her own sex in a sexual way was when she was eighteen and experimenting. Being thirty-five now and not having any contact with another pussy for seventeen years since,...
MasturbationI just lost my job, 2 month ago. My friends were little help in finding me another one. It had been close to 4 years since I had to fill out a resume and go on interviews. First I was living week to week. Now I'm living day to day. Eating noodles and bumming day old pizza from my friends. I even had to use the bathroom at a local gas station, because my water got shut off in my small apartment. I was dreading having to see my landlord at the end of the week. I had never been 3 months behind...
It was fair to say that after that much cum had been squirted out of 4 cocks we had to send the cleaner in. I think it was Alex who got to clear that up. He was however, experienced with cleaning up cum. He could hoover up cum in his arse and mouth, although I do remember one guest who gave him nearly more than he could take.We had a last minute booking and Alex had gone to clean the room in a rush before the client arrived, but he hadn’t managed to get it finished before KJ arrived. KJ was...
It was a sunny July day when I was able to take my first full-time job. I was 19 at the time and as a young boy it was incredibly exciting for me to finally be able to spend my own money. I was hired as a cleaner in an office building. My first day at work was supposed to be monday at 4 p.m. As befits an exemplary employee, I appeared on time. The building was spectacular, standing at the entrance I felt so small.The first person I met was a young woman, eye-catching before the age of 30. She...
im a primary school pe teacher and im 23, 2 weeks ago my boyfriend took a week of holidy and as schools are closed for summer break.i was also off from work.we were at my house and… im a primary school pe teacher and im 23, 2 weeks ago my boyfriend took a week of holidy and as schools are closed for summer break.i was also off from work.we were at my house and it was about 1.30 ish and my boyfriend said lets go upstairs.So i said ok and went into my bedroom and i pulled the curtains...
ExhibitionismKeeping it in the Family By Cynthia Green I received a letter from my favorite uncle and aunt inviting me to visit them for a while during the summer. They mentioned the fact that they had remodeled their house and even added a swimming pool. Having a two week vacation coming up I called them and made arrangements to visit them the second week of June. I hadn’t actually seen them for a number of years but we had kept in touch with Christmas cards and such over the years, even though I had...
IncestHalf past three in the afternoon, she had wanted to be back in the comfort of her base by then, she had wanted to be curled up inside her sleeping bag again by then. Instead she was listening to the cries of her fellow soldiers, the Captain screaming orders over the radio before he was cut off mid-sentence as his last order dissolved into a gurgle. Crawling through the wet grass, seeking the cover of a cluster of boulders up ahead and knowing that at least half of her squadron were dead was a...
Ricardo had a bit of the Italian about him, the eldest son of an Italian father and an English mother. He was very popular with the female fraternity wherever he went, his Adonis figure, which he kept well-trimmed by working out every day at the local gym and jogging every morning at first light in the suburbs. His charismatic personality made him the sort of guy hard to ignore in a crowd or most anywhere. His morning jogging route took him around the boundaries of Truewood House, a large old...
I was off work for the day, time off owed to me that had to be used or it would be lost. It was cold and raining so I was enjoying a wonderful free day in the house. Curtains were drawn, phone was turned off, and I was indulging in some very enjoyable (and safe) self-bondage.I had dressed in a sexy nightie, see-through, very short and low-cut, fastened with just a single bow at each shoulder, just to make me feel naughty and playful. My ankles were secured to a spreader bar fixed to the bottom...
BDSMCurrently I am a temporary IT worker, I tend to work long hours meaning I can be the last to leave at night. The office where I work is cleaner by contract workers mostly the same people. I have noticed an Indian lady probably about 35 years old medium height long black hair tied back. She is slightly tubby with an amazing pair of large tits. I always try and speak to her and try to make her laugh as she has a beautiful smile with lovely white teeth. I have invited her out for a drink several...
my friends always told me that my college teacher had a thing for me but i didn't listen to them, i thought it was just another bullshit. she a brunet well fit, big tits and ass. just a week before we broke up for xmas she told me to see her in her office at 7pm, at that that time the only people in the building are the cleaners. so i went to her office and she asked me to sit down.she was wearing a skirt but nothing under it, whilst we were talking she would spread her legs wide every now and...
The Window Cleaner Pippa held out Jennie’s hands with her own outstretched arms whilst studying her from head to toe. “Very professional in a sexy way,” she declared with a devilish grin, “go get him and zap him between the eyes!” Jennie laughs. “You’re mad! I’m not after anyone, honest.”“Give me a break,” said Pippa, “for the last six months you have dressed for work like an old prude and suddenly today you are wearing a mini-skirt up to your ass?”“We are not all like you,” Jennie replied...
The Window Cleaner Pippa held out Jennie’s hands with her own outstretched arms whilst studying her from head to toe. “Very professional in a sexy way,” she declared with a devilish grin, “go get him and zap him between the eyes!” Jennie laughs. “You’re mad! I’m not after anyone, honest.”“Give me a break,” said Pippa, “for the last six months you have dressed for work like an old prude and suddenly today you are wearing a mini-skirt up to your ass?”“We are not all like you,” Jennie replied...
The Window Cleaner Pippa held out Jennie’s hands with her own outstretched arms whilst studying her from head to toe. “Very professional in a sexy way,” she declared with a devilish grin, “go get him and zap him between the eyes!” Jennie laughs. “You’re mad! I’m not after anyone, honest.”“Give me a break,” said Pippa, “for the last six months you have dressed for work like an old prude and suddenly today you are wearing a mini-skirt up to your ass?”“We are not all like you,” Jennie replied...
One of the most important things in training a slave, whether she is 18 or 38, is to keep her beautiful young ass pliable, stretched, open and ready for fucking at all times. She needs to be taught that her ass or her pussy must be available and ready twenty-four seven. Girls tend to be very selfish about their fuckholes. They tend to think of them as being personal. You need to convince a girl as part of her Bitch training that her hole is no longer her, but that it belongs to you. She needs...
The Cleansing She came like I expected, eager to plunder the riches that she'd created. I'd found out about the bet; that she could take a man and turn him into a sexy slut. I was the man she chose. I never had a chance. She was beautiful and irresistible. I would have done anything for her and did. I offered up my manhood and she took it and smiled when she did so. It was painful, agonizingly painful, but she didn't care as long as she got what she wanted. I had turned out even...
Horrorhey again, hope your all well and not going to crazy stuck indoors. Heres another true story from me to keep you entertained. This Particular incident happened around a 2 years ago roughly and was very fun. would love an opportunity like this to pop up again.Myself and James had our house and i had given birth to our son a year before. Mine and James' Sex life was ok but a little stagnant... nowhere near as filthy as id gotten else where or had previous. it was just the usual run of the...
John had a busy job as a company business director. He was constantly working. He was a nice guy- warm and friendly. Yet the dedication to his work had taken its toll on his marriage, and a few months ago his wife had left him- ran away with the local plumber. John didn’t have much time for housework, but liked to keep a tidy home. When Heather, one of the secretaries at work, told him that her daughter needed a part time job, he was happy to hire her as a cleaner.Chelsea was 18 years old. She...
I must start by saying this was not something we had spoked about ...My work allowed me to on occasions pop home during work time ...we have 2 c***dren so on these occasions we would take the opportunity to have our most passionate sex ...not having to worry about noise or c***dren being about .On one of these times we was in the midst of a hot session, we was in the bedroom I had her bent over on the bed my cock sliding in and out of her ...then there was a bang coming from the window we both...
In the late 70’s and early 80’s I worked for an industrial cleaning company, we cleaned windows etc in many heavy industries and companies in and around our area. We also did a few private houses; we did everything from clearing gutters to clearing basements and everything in between. I was in the office one morning when we got a call from a Mr Andrews he had recently moved into a large house in its own grounds and he wanted a quote for cleaning the windows inside and out, clearing all the...
Many years ago I used to employ a young (23 year old) )single mum, Lyn, to do housework couple of mornings a week. She was a tall, long legged, blonde with a little belly and rather attractive cute face.One morning I had to go back home because I'd forgotten some paperwork. I heard the vacuum cleaner humming away upstairs, a real noisy thing it was. I called out but got no reply, so I gathered the papers from the dining table where I'd been working on them the night before and decided to pop...
Keeping the House Looking Nice A story by Anne Oni Mouse (10 March 2013) The intended audience is adults over 18 years old who enjoy stories involving changing someone's gender. This story is a work of fiction and is not meant to bear any relation to any people or events past or present. My thanks go to Felix/Felicia (T_M at Rachel's Haven) for the inspiration that has come my way since they arrived on the scene. - - - - As she dusted the bed head in the master bedroom...
I got my answer almost immediately: yes, John was very good at kneading. As soon as I threw the ingredients together I put him to work on the early steps of baking bread. His strong hands turned the stiff dough with ease, and he was able to finish in half the time it would have taken me. Unfortunately, I was quick to discover that John was not very good at much else in the kitchen. ‘Great, now we leave that down by the oven to rise,’ I said once he had finished with the bread dough. ‘Now we...
I groaned as the sound of my whining alarm clock filled the room, my usual response to the dreaded noise. I didn’t have to look at the face to know it was just past four in the morning, a time when only an insane person would choose to leave a nice warm bed. My mental checklist of all the work ahead of me was no help either, but I managed to swing my legs over the side of my bed and drag myself into the bathroom for a hot shower. My morning routine was quick and easy: get up, make myself look...
“There some extra in there.” Brian murmured, nodding at the small stack of bills while watching the round, pale curve of his sister’s rear end, propped up and pushed out from the steep heels he made her wear when she was working. “A little ‘thank you’ for how proactive you were earlier.” Pulling out a chair from the small two person table in his kitchen, he settled in to watch Kirstin finish preparing the night’s meal. He loved watching her work naked. Cooking and cleaning in the nude save...
Celine Beckman felt her blood boiling as she watched her husband dancing with her. Her meaning Nancy Goodwin, a tall petite redhead. It was at Gilbert Kendrick’s home, friend of the Beckman’s celebrating his new position of District Attorney. Celine’s husband, Victor worked as a police officer and often the couple got invited to fancy parties and dances. Nancy was a court reporter and knew a lot of the officials. She was always at the parties as well and that’s where she’d met Celine and...
I was in my second year of college attending school out of state when word reached me that my father had died. It had been totally unexpected and a major shock to my mother and younger sister along with myself. Busy as I'd been away at school it had been almost an entire year since I'd even seen them. My sister Mandy had just recently graduated from high school and like me had been planning on attending school out of state. All that had changed now with the death of our father. Mandy and mom...
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(Continued Confession of Tiffany Reddick) “You have to take off your clothes first,” I acted like this was not a big deal. After all, I had to watch HIM get naked, which was gross enough for my part. I felt like it would only feel authentic if he was nude. “You’ve seen mom and dad naked plenty of times. This is just how this particular game is played,” I said. “Oh, certainly!” he imitated my mother’s enthusiastic submissive bubble-headed bimbo act and stood up. Then he started laughing and...
Celine Beckman felt her blood boiling as she watched her husband dancing with her. Her meaning Nancy Goodwin, a tall petite redhead. It was at Gilbert Kendrick's home, friend of the Beckman's celebrating his new position of District Attorney. Celine's husband, Victor worked as a police officer and often the couple got invited to fancy parties and dances. Nancy was a court reporter and knew a lot of the officials. She was always at the parties as well and that's where she'd met Celine and...
The Double Scissor Snip – Nice And Clean! By ladybalddreamz"If you loved me, you would do it." As I herd her words, I nodded in agreement. My lesbian lover had talked over and over about modifying me, starting with my hair. "I want you to be bald." She had said on so many occasions, "I love the thought of you walking down the street with me, with no hair on your head, people staring at you because you look so different, wondering why a woman would have no hair." "Please." She said again. I...
Lynn and I are business partners and friends. We often work with our clients to provide consulting services. Last month, we were hired by a large company in New York City to help revamp their organization’s culture. People were tired and frustrated with the endless rounds of downsizing at the company.Our liaison greeted us at reception when we arrived on our first day. “I’ll set you up in one of our spare offices for the week.”She led us up to the 32nd floor of the office tower, down a long...
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