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In high school Cindy was the most popular girl in our graduation class, Captin of the cheerleaders, and with an air of self-confidence that carried her through almost anything. she was smart, pretty, fun to be around, a personality that invited people to love her.Including me.But...I was shy around girls, I could never master the art of small talk and chatting that was the key to the kingdom.Cindy.had short brown hair, cut in the popular style of the day, sparkling blue eyes, a ready laugh,full...
There hadn't been any fights between the brothers and sisters of my fathers family but after my grandmother died I hadn't seen anybody from that side of the family, grandma apparently was the glue that held everything together. I was 17 at the time and the youngest, Jennifer, wasn't even 2, but my aunt had arranged a family reunion after fifteen years and I was actually quite curious about my uncles, aunts and cousins. When I arrived we were separated into two groups, the old and the young, I...
Reunion By Heather St. Claire They had chosen the restaurant with great care; it had to be someplace that wasn't too fancy or too seedy, too flashy or too noticeably hidden. In short, somewhere where they were most likely to blend into their surroundings. Leslie had arrived first, and was seated in a booth toward the rear of the main dining room. She nervously crossed, uncrossed and recrossed her legs. She was wearing her new knee-high, spike-heeled, brown leather boots. ...
It's hard to believe it, but I am happily married to my best friend, and now my family has welcomed us with open arms. I am glad, because I was born a boy. My best friend is Maxwell Anderson. He looks like an red-headed Anthony DiNozzo from NCIS with his flaming red hair, hazel eyes and natural tan. He is a musician who can play the piano, organ, violin, and guitar with equal ease. He teaches music at Warton High School. My name is Connie Renee Anderson. Me, I look like an Arabian...
The room was striking; someone or some group had spent many, many hours on the decorations. The effect was arresting—burgundy and gold, matching floral centerpieces and garlands at every table, walls full of blow-ups of photos taken twenty-some years ago, full of feathered hair, primary colors, rolled sleeves, and leather. The room was full of the clamor of buoyant greetings and the celebration of reunion. As he walked through the room, he overheard snatches of conversation -- the past not so...
I was on my way to my high school reunion. I wasn’t eager to go but I thought what the hell it could be fun. It was the ten year anniversary and ten years seemed like an eternity. I entered the old school and my trip down memory lane started catching up. I recognized many faces, mostly people I was friends with. One guy started to approach me and he was big, about six foot three with a thick mustache. ‘Aggie’, he said, ‘what’s up.’ ‘Timmy Meadows’, I said, shaking his hand. ‘That’s Timothy.’...
The college reunion must be the closest mankind has come to mastering time travel. Twenty-five years older and in a swanky city-centre hotel rather than some rough student digs, everything else was the same: the same crowd, making the same in-jokes, sat cross-legged on a carpet playing the same drinking games. It was sweet in a way; a piece of eternal youth at that stage in our lives when we're all staring over the crest of the hill. Me and Lisa were the last standing; that was the same too. We...
MatureReunionAug 5, 1976by Noelle O It was my first leased home, and as I walked to the door I looked out of the window to see the purple and orange-drenched sunset stretching it’s luscious fingers across the surf and sand, leaving tiny diamonds in its path. There had been a soft knock at the door and I opened the door to the tall lanky man standing on my front porch. The deep summer wind tousled his graying hair attractively and his smile appeared framed, as if in portrait, against the rich...
IncestReunion by Beverley Anne Miles It's all my wife's fault. Rebecca had found a couple of her old school friends via the Internet, and 'the coven'--as I called the three of them--were meeting up for the evening every couple of weeks. She was having a great time, and persuaded me to try and contact some of my old friends. I didn't recognize any of the names registered for my old schools, but I registered myself anyway--and two days later I got an e-mail from Max Taylor. He had been...
My Life Began at 50 Chapter 1 Reunion It had been six months since I relocated back to Sacramento and a year since my divorce had finalized. My work day was finishing up, the weekend was here and I was really excited about the evening. I hadn't seen my friend Jeanie in a couple years. I had been making efforts to connect with all my old friends since returning, but as usual, Jeanie and I always seemed to be unable to...
Sasha ran into Angela (an old friend from high school) during her spring break. They decided to have to have lunch and catch-up on old times. Especially all the trouble they used to get into with Lisa and Symone. Angela decided that they should have a reunion at her parents lake house on the weekend. Sasha hesitated a minute before going along with it. As she went to her apartment she thought back to how her and Symone would argue at least 3 or 4 times a week. Then she...
Lesbian"And then the dumb son of a bitch thought he would try to outrun the bull."Everyone except my cousin, Sean, the butt of the joke, laughed at his expense."Yeah, well, I didn't know," Sean said bitterly though a smile teased his lips.Sean, his brother, Shane, my two brothers, Ethan and Eric, and I were sitting around in our aunt and uncle's barn. The whole family and some close friends had gathered for the end of summer holiday and to surprise our grandparents who had recently celebrated their...
I met Joanne the first day of High School. An alphabetical accident placed Bobby McCoy and Joanne McCrary side by side on the seating charts for the next four years. I loved her at first sight. It only took an hour more to realize that that love was hopeless. She was rich, beautiful, out going, athletic, scary smart, and completely out of my league. I accepted my fate without a fight. I made myself a quiet place in her background. Dawn was the rough first-draft of her younger sister, two years...
This weekend was my 20th year high school reunion in New Orleans. I still can't believe it's been 20 years. I must admit, I had a blast - and by blast, I mean lots and lots of … moments. It was so great to see everybody again. I have to be honest though, the highlight of the weekend was the trip back - and I'm not talking about the bus ride either!Well, as you can imagine, people were posting away … the reunion. Some of the pictures I saw of me after the fact would really shock you. You know...
He hadn't seen her for about 10 years, but oh the memories. They had an affair nearly twenty years ago. They were hot and heavy for a couple years, then, he had to move. Oh yea, there were the occasional reunions. It never seemed to take long to get right back on track. They always seemed to be in sync with each other. But ten years is a lot. They had kept in touch on the Internet. Every year or so one would drop the other a note. More to the "Hi, thought of you wondered how you were doing"...
It has been seven months since we last saw each other. Wow! Seven months! I remember when we couldn’t go seven days without seeing each other. Our decision to take a break over the summer holidays wasn’t unique as we have done that a couple of times to concentrate on our real lives. The decision at the end of the summer to call it quits wasn’t a surprise either. We had enjoyed a fantastic seven years with each other but everything moves on... or not, as it seems. Hence, why I’m now nervously...
Quickie SexFrankly the noise was a little too much for me. I'd only agreed to attend because it was Michael's son getting married and he'd asked me to be there. At my age, I'd long outgrown the naughty, rule-breaking fascination of bachelor parties. It was easy to look at the young men there, friends of the groom, see their unabashed antics and foolhardiness, and recall a younger version of myself acting as they were now. Drinking too much, shouting too much, music too loud, room too dark and...
VoyeurWhen I arrive to pick you up I notice you’re already outside in front of your place, waiting for me. I see you in the dim porch light and my butterflies only beat their wings faster at the sight of you. My memory has so many little details patched over, and seeing you there instantly fills in all the gaps. You look better than I remember. You wave, unselfconsciously, and you click down the driveway in your heels and slide in next to me. “Hi!” you beam, wide eyed and happy, and I smile back and...
It had been about 20 years since I'd seen Ben. We'd hung out a lot at university, but after graduation went our separate ways. Ben had moved back to Manchester and I'd been roaming the North West and South East. When the e-mail popped up out of the blue I couldn't wait to meet up once again.In university Ben had always been a bit of a lady's man. His tall, athletic body, handsome face and the promise of a huge, black cock always lured the girls in. I can't say I'd minded, as with all the...
I stand outside the door, nervous. So much time has passed, I wonder if our time together will be as good as expected. I adjust my dress just a bit, pull the strap of my bag higher on my shoulder, and lift my hand to knock. I barely get the second tap out when you pull the door open. I first see your face, and a big sloppy grin on your face. I bite my lower lip, chuckling, knowing tonight will be just what we both want.“Hi there” I am able to eek out. You just smile broader, reach for my hand...
When I arrive to pick you up I notice you’re already outside in front of your place, waiting for me. I see you in the dim porch light and my butterflies only beat their wings faster at the sight of you. My memory has so many little details patched over, and seeing you there instantly fills in all the gaps. You look better than I remember. You wave, unselfconsciously, and you click down the driveway in your heels and slide in next to me. “Hi!” you beam, wide eyed and happy, and I smile back and...
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He saw her first; she recognized him staring. Parallel memories reprised when she had loved him, possessed him, and, ultimately, discarded him. His tie removed, she saw the leather band beneath his collar that showed he was bound. That and his stunned look of worship woke something inside her. Pushing her carry-on bag to him, she turned to walk towards the parking lot shuttle. He followed.A decade earlier, she had been more angry and demanding and less confident and self-aware. She had...
Quickie SexMy hotel room door opens as Shelley uses the key I'd passed her at the memorial. It had been a lovely service. I saw all the family I'd avoided for the last twelve years. They were a little surprised and less than pleased to see me, but no one was going to cause a scene, disturb the memorial. That was fine with me, I kept right on avoiding them and they returned the favor by ignoring me. That kept it a peaceful serene service that Ray would have hated, but it had been for the living, not for...
I sat there in my room, staring blankly at the wall, overlooking my favorite posters and photos of my friends and boyfriend. Yes, my boyfriend Jake, the quarterback of the school football team, very eye-catching and popular... Sometimes I thought he was too popular for his own good. Our relationship was suffering because of it. I didn't know if I could trust him anymore. I waited for Megan to arrive at my place. We had to cram for our first exam of the school year, always the most difficult...
Chapter 1 Of late, I have gotten into the habit of suddenly sitting back, in the midst of work, gazing out of the window and thinking of her. Sigh! I am a 35 year old man and I have a terrific job. Ihave a good team to work with and I enjoy my work tremendously. A lot of travel is involved, which I actually consider a perk, as I just love meeting people and interacting with them. But when it comes to making those reports... gosh! I get really lazy and have to literally force myself to finish...
© Copyright 2003 -- all rights reserved It was a perfect September evening. A nearly cloudless sky allowed the stars to sparkle like magic. The white silk tents billowed gently in the breeze as the music drifted around us. I was dancing with the father of the bride. He twirled me around the dance floor while keeping an eye on his radiant daughter, my best friend, Susan. "So when am I going to dance at your wedding?" "Geez, Pop. Give a girl a break. Can't you be happy that Susan...
"A world turns to the edge of night, the moon and stars so very bright... Your face glows in the candlelight, It's all because tonight's the night..." It was our song, mine and Diane's. It was the song that played when we first met, the song we sang to on our first date, that rang in our ears with that first kiss, that played softly in the background the first time we made love... "Now hold my hand and take this ring As we unite in harmony... We can begin to live the dream,...
Leo received a wedding invitation. It was located in different city, an hour away by plane. He didn’t really want to go but he thought he should go, networking purposes. He used… Leo received a wedding invitation. It was located in different city, an hour away by plane. He didn’t really want to go but he thought he should go, networking purposes. He used to work with the groom few years ago, and he had a good job with the finance system, so it might open a good chance for Leo...
FriendBridget is spending Easter with her friends Lilly and brandy. They started rejoice their teen years. Lilly asked, ''what took you so long to come over''. Bridget explained she was really busy with school. Brandy surprised Bridget by telling her Lilly and her moved in together. They decided to have a picnic in the yard. While they were eating food they decided to play around. They started sucking on food, Lilly was praised for her sucking. Lilly and Bridget started feeding each other cherries,...
LesbianI took my eyes off the road for a brief second and looked at my beagle, Rocky. His head was out the window and his long ears were flapping behind him. It was a long drive. All the way from Phoenix, AZ to Colorado City, CO. Well, Mesa AZ actually. But hey, let's not get all that technical. And all for a petting seminar. I'd received my invitation months ago and had been excited ever since. The long drive to a secluded resort in the mountains and countryside was part of the excitement and I...
The final days of Selena's 3-week internship were bittersweet for her. While the internship turned out to be little more than an audition for both parties involved, she truly did not want to leave and felt she was ready step right in. However in the last few days there were situations that cropped up where she, for the first time in her stay, felt clueless. Ross Curran pointed out privately where he felt she needed work and polishing, and at the final meeting and evaluation with the entire...
It’s okay baby doll. Just relax and do what your told to do. It is always difficult the first time”, your mother says. “But mommy, he’s has me so exposed! To all those people...and to you!” Your mother starts to gentle rub your bottom while I continue to move my fingers up and around the lips of your cunt.“It will all be okay. Although the waiting room is pretty full and they are all watching your examination. You can’t say you don’t like it honey. The stream of juices from you is forming a...
I shook Tara’s shoulder, committed to the usual long process of waking my sister. I was surprised when her eyes popped open suddenly and she looked up at me – clearly already awake. “Hey, you’re awake!” “Not really, I’m pretending,” she muttered. “Oh, well. It’s time to pretend to get out of bed then.” “I got woken up half an hour ago by a good deal of screaming coming through the wall.” I grinned down at her. “Sorry about that. Liz doesn’t usually scream like that when I get in a tickle...
This is chapter 6 of the Jayne the Virgin series. I apologize for the long delay and gap between chapters 5 and six. Here is the link to chapter 5:https://xhamster.com/stories/jayne-the-virgin-ch-5-9709510When Barb and I got to the room Big John and Suzy were already on the bed and starting to have sex. Barb immediately sat on the edge of the bed we used and took my whole cock down her throat. I looked over at John who gave me an approving nod. Barb and I had never had sex in front of him...
My dad has been away on tour and left my stepmom Kristina Rose alone for 9 months now. As she prepares herself to welcome him, I, Joshua Lewis, get my last glimpses of her as she changes… that nice round booty… those natural tits… I get lost in them until she catches me spying on her! She confronts me and I tell her I can’t control my urges and that I’m always staring at her & thinking about her. My stepmom makes a hard decision, but for the good of the family...
xmoviesforyouA day or two later, Helen saw Sandy at the Hypermarché outside of Agde, shopping for groceries. Sandy was dressed, incongruously, in the blue canvas overalls of a French working man; Helen wore a thin white singlet and a flaring mini-skirt. "Like your outfit," Sandy said as they wheeled their carriages out to the parking lot. "You look good yourself, but those overalls are a little strange for a big-time entrepreneur," Helen responded with a matching grin. "Practical," he replied....
Almost four months later: I tossed the mooring line to the waiting woman and watched as she efficiently tied off to bow line to the nearby mooring post. I walked back to the stern, jumped onto the bank and tied off the stern line. Jumping back on board, I switched off the main engine. The diesel thudded a last couple of times, then silence fell over the boat. The port Capitainerie, a very lovely young woman, who I noted with regret was wearing a wedding ring, greeted me. She asked how long...
My story is like Oliver Stone’ movie Heaven and Earth, where you are trapped between two worlds. My name is TJ, and I am 22 years old. I am a ‘luk kreung’, which means a mixed breed. I’m Half Thai and Half American and look like a Mexican. My father visited Thailand in his young days. He fell for a Thai girl named Areva and married her. Soon, I was born and my parents moved to USA. For many years onwards my parents kept moving back and forth between the two countries....
It was a Saturday night some years ago, I was home alone, it was time to dress fully for the first time. I showered and had a good shave. I started with my false eyelashes on the top and bottom of my eyes, next the foundation and powder, eye shadow, a glittery green, dark red blusher to highlight my cheeks, black eye liner and masscarra followed. I added bright red lippy, all was applied quite heavy, how I like it. I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very...
"Almost finished, Zack," Judith asked, while the eighteen year old stock boy hefted a roll of roofing paper onto the shelf!?!" "Just about," he answered, "I've still have some paint to restock, but other than that I'm pretty much through!!!" "Good," she replied, "when you're all done, stop in my office for a minute, will you please!?!" "Sure thing, Miss J," he replied, "I'll be there in ten minutes!!!" Zack had been working after school at the hardware store for about two years now, and while...
EroticIt was a beautiful, sunny Friday evening after a long, hard, rainy work week. My mind was burnt out from dealing with coworkers’ mistakes, irate clients, and a husband at home that wasn’t paying very much attention to me when I came home from my long days working hard to pay the bills. When I clocked out of work at 5:30pm, I left excitedly for a massage appointment I had set for 6:15pm. There was no way I was going to be late- I’d been looking to my Swedish massage appointment for days, needing...
‘I’ll see you later… angel.’ She found herself waving back. ‘Yeah, bye.’ When she got into the apartment, she walked straight for her room. She sighed in relief that she hadn’t giggled stupidly at his tone of voice. ‘Well, you didn’t invite him up. That’s good,’ Jesse’s voice came from the darkness of the couch. ‘Where were you?’ ‘He walked me home.’ ‘Hmm. So, you’re together now, right?’ Jo turned on the light to her room and took off her shirt. ‘I don’t know.’ She pulled her nightgown...
Us waqt mom apni dono tange thodi si khol k doggy style mai uncle k dono tango k bich mai baithi hui thi aur uncle bhi apni dono tange khol k mom ko upar se dekh rahe thay blowjob dete hue. Mom bich bich mai deepthroat dete hue gagging bhi kar rahi thi aur fir lund muh se bahar nikal k jor jor se haafte hue hasti thi bolte hue “Slurp ssshh r u enjoying mehra ji” Uncle bole “Yeah bhabhi aap toh expert ho hi n modern open minded high society female ho…So its always fun to sleep with u” mom haste...
“Ask me again baby,” he groans as he supports himself above me on his hands and toes and frantically slides his full eight-inches into me. “Would you like to blow a tranny while I watch?” “Yes, baby yes, so fucking good, yes,” he moans as we orgasm together. I had just the tranny, Rosie, in mind, I hadn’t told Roger but she propositioned me recently and hinted that she would enjoy me and Roger at the same time. We always go to some trouble to dress or undress to turn on our guest when they...
100% fiction! Hi friends, My name is rohan(sorry for changing name .My age is 28. I am living in hyderabad(andra pradesh). I am second and last son to my parent's both are govt employees'The incident happened 3 year back .after completion of mba i got a job as marketing manager in small town which is nearer to my grand mom's (mom' s mother) home. I decided to stay in my grand mother home till i get a good plot to live and avoid the journey problem to my company which i was working.In my...
IncestChapter 1: In Jail I was pale and nearly sick to my stomach from horror as I watched the TV monitor. Male screams caused by unspeakable pain and suffering issued from the set. From the date/time stamp on the camera I knew this torture had gone on for weeks. Finally, when I could take no more "Please, turn it off." My female lawyer reached over and hit the stop button on the jail's conference recorder. She studied my face, probably made even paler by the bright orange of my prison...
It’s a full, two day trip down the steep, winding mountain trail to the first paved county road, and I wanted us to arrive at, or just after dark. I was hoping we’d not meet any search parties along the way. I was trying to cover all the bases in my mind. I was sure that if we were spotted from the air during the day, we’d surely be considered members of a search party. We started at daylight the next morning. I saddled both my horses as Amanda put the bridles on them. She told me that she’s...
397 Kay, enjoying Bill and Ben at home This story is only tweaked by me to ensure readability, it is written by Kay my pretty Australian divorcee who is apparently a nymphomaniac as well as a masochist, so it`s in her own words. She now lives in a rented room in what would be called in England; a house of multiple occupancy, the top floor is occupied by a chap that owns the place, for security purposes we shall call him Bill and in one room a renter called… Ben… they all share kitchen and...
I want to thank you for the great memories that I have when you gave my white wife the fucking of her life. Watching your BBC giving her orgasm after orgasm was almost more than I could stand. I am posting this because I am hoping that maybe you will read this and want to give her again the fucking of our lives and that any other hot black well hung professional type businessman would be willing to put in the time to do the same. As you know my wife is a classy older married white conservative...
Look, I get it. I was being cheeky. Bratty, even. And yes, maybe I was being bratty for four days straight, taking advantage of my slight head cold because I knew he wouldn’t punish me while I was sick. Maybe I got a little drunk on the prospect of being above the law.Each time I acted out, he’d shoot me a look of warning and I would think, Oh, he won’t forget this. This will get me in trouble. Then I would contemplate amending my ways but ultimately decided against it. After all, I was sick...
BDSMYoung Stepmother Part 6 By Mark Dayette After Pete left my house, I could see that my Stepmother was angry at me. I finally asked her if I had done something to offend her. She said, "Nathan, I won't even get into the fact that I overheard you call me a bitch when you were arguing with Pete, what bothered me much more was how you were not speaking to Pete in a non-threatening, high pitched female voice, and your tone of voice certainly wasn't a girlish lisp. I can see now that...
For a few months, we hooked up for sex whenever he was in town. On the whole, it was good. There were times he didn’t treat me very nicely but most of the time he lavished affection and praise and compliments. And of course there was the money. During that time, he had paid me over $3,000 in total!!One night when he had taken me out to dinner and was sweet talking me, he told me about a friend of his who was going through a divorce and said he wanted me to do something for him. He wanted me to...
Indeed recalling hot situations of past adventures is very enchanting – for those who write them down but also for all likeminded having a chance of participating in an imaginary way. The story gets an extra kick when beefed up by accompanying pictures of that very wife.We got into lifestyle after my wife Agnes found out about an affair I had with another woman. We then openly talked about me lacking an arousing sex life. And I confessed my ambition to have her enjoyed by other men. Because we...
First off, this is a fictional fantasy I have imagined doing for a long time..(If male to male bisex bothers you please don't read on.) This story is of how my fantasy, thanks to my slutty wife came true... One night during sex with my wife Carol, I discussed the kinky things we've experienced over the course of our lives, and some of the things we would like to try now or in the future. We both loved the kink talk it was great foreplay. I'll cut to the chase... It was my birthday and my wife...
So the meeting at Candice's house a month after Candice's deflowering had been brewing for much of the quarter, with Joseph sharing time with each of them, repeating events of their first encounters except for Jordan, who had become more of a typical male friend, usually hanging out at Joseph's house. The result was Candice being somewhat sated by some lusty fucks while Sarah and Jordan were in need of sexual completion. A fire needs a spark, and then kindling and oxygen to develop into...
Cherry was recently divorced when we started dating and her sexual experiences had been limited to her husband (HS sweets, early pregnancy) who mostly did missionary on her except for the one drunken time when he forced himself anally and scared her away from trying it again with him.Cherry was blessed with full round breasts with just the hint of a natural hang (she was 37 after all) and nipples that could poke an eye. Adding this to her long legs, blonde hair, trimmed pussy, and tight buns,...
The Edgar folks were still suffering from a kind of 'jet lag, ' their bodies not yet accustomed to Greenwich Mean Time. The AI succeeded in prodding the sponsors to get themselves up and about. In most pods, there was enough time for morning ablutions and a leisurely breakfast. Some opted for more vigorous exercise -- there were babies to be made, after all! The embarkation itself was routine. The Edgar sponsors and their families allowed themselves to be led to their new living quarters...